#obey me x female reader fluff

[toru-oikawas-milkbread]

The Obey Me Characters Responding to you Butchering Their Name | Pt.2

Pairing: Obey Me Boys x f!reader

Notes: Once again, I hope that you guys enjoy this chapter. Honestly only doing a few characters or having two chapters today is almost a relief sometimes because occasionally it’s troublesome trying to come up with so many responses 😅

In this chapter, the characters are: Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, and Belphegor!

If you want to follow the series as I create more chapters, you can follow my link to the {masterlist} for the entire series!

[h2uji]

“Name?” The barista asked as she opened the marker lid with her mouth, “Y/n h/ln.” you simply said, fixing your posture and giving her a soft smile.

He melts, feeling his cheeks getting warm every time she puts her beautiful name with his last name

“Alright, your order will be right up,” the black-haired girl said while fixing her glasses and walking away, leaving the young couple alone

smiling, she turns her head toward her husband, only to see him staring at her with a smile. His ringed hand rests on his cheek

Tilting her head to the side, she smiled back at him. “What?" clearing his throat he leaned back into the chair "nothing"

It's been 4 years since both of them got married, but it never failed to make him flustered.

Mammon, Kuroo, Matsukawa, Akaashi, Thoma, Kaeya, Childe, Kazuha, Gojo, Sanji(black leg), Penguin.

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[angelltheninth]

Going Shopping with Mammon

Pairing: Mammon x Fem!Reader

Tags: fluff, established relationship, shopping date, possessiveness, kissing, flirting, trying out clothes

A/N: If he loves me I don't care that he's greedy.

Going shopping with Mammon feels like an odd thing to do on a date at first. For the embodiment of greed he sure does spend a lot on his clothes. Of course he wants to look good when he goes out, he wants others to see the two of you and be envious of the things he's bought you, he loves the attention, but secretly.

Keeps you close while you're walking around the shopping center, he keeps both hands in his pockets but one of your hands in his. He can give you little secret signals that way, he can ask you for things and he knows you'll give them so easily. What does Mammon ask for the most? Kisses of course. It's his favorite payment method other then money itself.

When you try things on and you like them, and he does too, he doesn't even look at the price tag. Mammon will buy anything you want, no matter how much money it costs. You're the only one he likes to spoil in this way.

"You're gonna have to pay me back for that little outfit." Mammon smiles at you from the chair he's observing your little fashion show from. He pulls out his phone and aims it at you, "Does a few pictures sound fair?"

You smile back at him, knowing full well what kinds of outfits you chose. "As long as you keep them all to yourself Mammon."

"Me? You know I will." There was that greed of his rearing it's head once again. Every time Mammon got possessive like this it always had an air of greed around it, but he never let it control him. Not around you. "You look really pretty."

[temis-de-leon]

MC with a selfish best friend

MC mourning the loss of a long toxic friendship with the help of the brothers.

Characters: demon brothers and fem!MC (written as platonic, but could be read as romantic)

Masterlist

CW: continued discussion about weight gain and weight loss, eating as a coping mechanism, obssesive and manipulative behaviour, emotional blackmail, a glimpse of animal neglect, a tiny nod at suicide, MC trying to hide her feelings, anxiety, TLC from the brothers

A/N: kind of self insert because I'm writing my own experience, so this isn't the most relatable MC. Still, I hope you enjoy it! Remember I'm not a native english speaker, so there might be some grammar mistakes.

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Back then, not that long ago, MC was completely sure she wouldn’t go any further in life. She was stuck in college, in her family and her friend group. There was a dynamic she could work through and, although it could be better, she wasn’t one to complain.

It was a flooded basement with filthy water, but at least it lacked rats.

She just needed some time to start working on herself. Go to therapy, lose some weight maybe? Start cooking again and stop wasting money on fast food. She did use to enjoy spending time in the kitchen and experimenting, after all, but the only things she cooked during her last months in the human realm were mugcakes and pasta. Not necessarily nutritious, but easy to make.

Thank god she had her best friend.

Her companion in the basement, the one with the flashlight.

MC wished she let her hold her hand too.

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“She’s overthinking again. Not good”

“Look who’s talking”

“Hey! It was just a joke!”

“Should we talk to her?”

“Maybe when she comes back, else we’ll give her a heart attack”

“Yeah, Lucifer would kill us”

“Oh, so now we’re doing this for Lucifer?”

“Don’t be selfish, Mammon”

“Who ya calling selfish?”

“Ugh”

MC listened carefully, softly smiling at Beel and Levi’s voices drowning Mammon’s in an almost silent screaming match.

She couldn’t see them from her position, her upper body completely sprawled over the armrest and her line of sight lost in the ashes of the chimney. The fire cracked, threatening to die in front of her, but it was difficult to get up when her body weighted so much. She was tired and hungry and nauseous and even the idea of sitting straight sent bile to her mouth.

Then someone walked into the common room, shushing harshly and getting the other brothers to cease their fighting. Whoever it was, probably Lucifer or Satan, must have thought she was asleep.

So MC closed her eyes, hiding her face in the crook of her arm and basking in the comfortable silence. She could hear them still; the shuffle of cards, a plastic wrapper, buttons and joysticks.

The newcomer got close to her, covering her body with a blanket and sitting at her feet before opening a book. There was enough space in the couch for at least two more people, but MC still curled up, trying to make more room for him. She stopped in her tracks when he grabbed her ankle in a gentle grip, a gesture that brought some warmth where her pants didn’t reach.

Would someone add another log for the fire? Everyone seemed too comfortable to move.

At least the blanket was thick. Pure hellish wool or something, because every animal in the Devildom was just a bigger scarier version of those in the human realm. It was also, however, softer than any type of textile she could’ve ever find back home, so the creature could spit fire for all she cared.

Suddenly, the brother caressing her ankle tightened his grip for a short moment, demanding her attention. When MC opened her eyes, she found Satan smiling at her with no one else in the room. She must’ve fallen asleep after all.

“Dinner is ready”

He let her stretch, unconsciously comparing her to a cat when she arched her back and cracked every possible bone in her body. Satan wondered if that ever hurt, but MC seemed to enjoy it very much whenever she had the occasion to do so, like when they came home from classes after a long day or when they bought groceries for the whole week and Beel. 

“Did you not sleep well last night?”

“Not for a while, no”

“Is that so? Something troubling you, MC? Anything I can help with?”

“I don’t know”

She sounded sincere, but Satan didn’t buy it. Only a month had passed since MC came back to the Devildom, looking a bit more tired than when she left at the end of the first year of the program, and she’d acted ecstatic when she learnt she would be living with them again.

He was sure the problem relied in her human phone, something she didn’t have last year and Diavolo had kindly allowed her to keep.

All of his brothers, even the eldest, were greatly impressed when MC showed them how she unlocked the device with her fingerprints, as well as the human versions of Devilgram, Deviltube and Akuzon. That was a fun day, but time passed and soon the phone became an inconvenience. Someone at the other side of the line was taking their beloved human’s time, leaving her exhausted in the aftermath of their conversations and, if Satan vision’s was correct, teary eyed.

That would not continue. Not on his watch.

“We’ll look into it in another moment. Right now, let’s go with the others. Aren’t you hungry?”

“God, yes!”

They both chuckled and he forced his thoughts away. They could wait for the time being.

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Beel didn’t judge her, but she didn’t feel as happy as she thought she would whenever they sneaked in the kitchen at the late hours of the night.

Opening the fridge door with slow movements, trying not to make noise while taking plates or bowls and eating in silence between giggles and short whispers brought a sort of familiarity. And Beel never judged MC. Why would he? He ate even more than her. He’d keep going long after she was finished, full enough to want to puke everything, and MC would feel a wicked satisfaction knowing that no matter how much she ate, there was someone that would eat much more.

Those nights she’d go to bed feeling sick and greasy, too regretful and high on sugar to be tired. Then, by morning, she’d force herself to eat breakfast and go on with her day just to get whatever sense of normality she could reach.

Although, lately, things had been slightly different.

They still got together at night and filled their mouths to the brim, but Beel was adamant about MC going to the gym with him when the morning came, before everyone was out of bed. Of course she’d said no since the beginning, but he kept insisting, saying she didn’t have to exercise if she didn’t want to.

MC still said no.

Then Asmodeus put his input.

“I’m not going to tell you what to do, hon’, but you aren’t getting your 8 hours of sleep and you’re adding calories during the night. That’s horrible for your skin!”

And had it been her mother saying that, MC would’ve lashed out, rejecting opinions she’d been hearing for years over and over and over again, but this was Asmo. The Avatar of Lust. The most beautiful demon in the entire Devildom. MC guessed she wasn’t being fair to her mother, who also loved her and hated seeing her so sick and tired all the time, when it was Asmo she couldn’t ignore.

“I get anxious when I go to bed” she finally confessed.

MC could feel Satan’s eyes on her, but he stayed silent.

“Spend the night with me” intervened Belphie with an honest smile, a muted worry in his eyes “I could make you so tired you wouldn’t want to get out of bed”

“No way!”

Everyone looked at Mammon and several sighs filled the room. The demon, although deeply blushing, kept talking with an overbearing smugness.

“If someone’s gonna sleep with her, it’s gonna be me! Don’t worry MC, the Great Mammon will chase the nightmares away!”

“I think sleeping with you would give her nightmares, actually”

Mammon turned to Levi, ready to swing at his brother, but MC talked before the fight started.

“It’s not nightmares, Mams, I just feel anxious. You know, like, I can’t stop thinking”

“About what?”

She looked at Satan, who was staring at her with a calculating glance, surely remembering what she told him days before when she fell asleep on the couch.

“I don’t know… Everything, I guess”

All of them stayed silent, ignoring what they were previously doing. It didn’t feel uncomfortable, but MC wished someone said anything.

Of course, Mammon spoke first.

“Well, that’s a lot”

“No shit, you moron”

Levi finally got smacked and the rest of them went back to do their own thing, letting MC’s lack of sleep behind. A part of her wanted to keep the conversation going, but she felt too embarrassed when she tried to open her mouth again, especially having Satan looking at her like a hawk.

You don't want me to stare at you? I want to. What's the problem?

She achieved to ignore him in the end.

That night she stayed in her room, pacing, chewing her sweatshirt’s aglet while humming that Phineas and Ferb’s song and turning her headphone’s volume to the maximum with a different music threatening to deteriorate her hearing.

Anything to distract herself and not go to the kitchen.

Finally, hours after bidding the brothers goodnight, MC threw herself on the bed. Her feet were aching, its footprints surely engraved in the carpet, and she forgot to take her headphones off, making the position uncomfortable, but the important thing was that she didn’t have the need to eat anymore.

However, Beel still knocked her door at dawn.

MC stared at him when she opened, bleary-eyed and mouth as dry as cotton, the hem of her pyjama pants so high they looked like pantaloons. He, on the other hand, was completely awake and seemed ready to conquer the day.

“Before you say anything, I’m not going to the gym today”

There was a heavy silence for a couple of seconds.

“Then why did you wake me up? We have classes tomorrow”

Beel stared at her with a worried expression.

“We don’t. It’s Saturday”

“Ah”

She could’ve sleep longer? MC wished she was mad at him, but his puppy stare was hypnotizing.

“I want to go for a walk today. And I want you to come with me”

He lowered his gaze for a moment, biting his cheek while waiting for an answer. MC turned around and looked at the window, still unable to decipher what time it was by looking at the sky.

There were a few things MC missed from the human realm. The sun was one of them.

“We could go to the park, feed some birds and then have breakfast somewhere else. I swear I won’t eat the seeds this time"

She chuckled, rolling her eyes when he smiled back. Then she looked down at the rolled pants and her bare legs.

“Is it cold?”

“I don’t think so, but you can borrow my jacket”

MC sighed and rubbed her eyes, waiting until the white spots disappeared before walking towards her closet. She wouldn’t be able to fall asleep again, she knew that.

“Let me change and then we’re going. But you owe me one, Beel!”

His smile was too wide for him to answer.

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Breakfast with Beel ended up lasting three whole hours, which was understandable, and they spent the whole time talking about nothing and almost everything, both of them clearly avoiding the subject of her sleeping habits.

MC really did want to talk about it, but then again, what did she want to talk about exactly? She had trouble falling asleep, yes, and she’d gone back to eating her feelings, but she couldn’t point out the reason. Her nights were filled with paranoia, making her revaluate every piece of interaction she’d had since she got back home from the Devildom months ago. Did she spoke correctly? Did people understand that she was just studying abroad and not begging for attention?

She hoped her best friend dropped those accusations. MC would never stoop so low. Just thinking about it brought tears to her eyes.

“Don’t you want anything else?”

MC looked at Beel and the stack of plates surrounding him at the table, mugs and cardboard boxes stained with chocolate, whipped cream and frosting. Her side of the booth was much cleaner, but when she lowered her gaze the only thing she could think of were mugcakes and pasta and the taste of bile in her mouth at the sight of her bloated stomach.

“No, I’m fine”

She knew he loved her. She knew she could talk to him and he would listen and maybe even hold her hand, but the small restaurant was already filled with demons and witches and whatnot and MC knew she’d only be able to sob the moment she’d open her mouth, so she stayed quiet.

Beel nodded, going back to his food with a strange calmness. Maybe he was close to being full?

But no, it wasn’t that.

MC gasped when she felt his foot weakly tapping hers before going under it to support its weight. A small comfort, like the prelude of a long awaited hug.

He didn’t know how much she appreciated it.

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Winter had already reached the Devildom the day MC opened her closet and stared at her clothes. No matter what she chose, everything was at least a size bigger.

She guessed finally going to the gym with Beel did have some payoff.

“Is something wrong, MC?”

Asmo turned the lights of her bathroom off, walking where she was silently standing while staring at the discarded clothes around her.

“You don’t feel like dressing up today? We can stay home and do some self-care if you want”

MC turned around to look at him with gratitude. She knew how much he wanted to go shopping, especially with her. Finals ended just the day before and everyone had been so occupied they’d barely seen each other outside classes and meal times.

“Don’t worry, it’s not that. It’s just that… everything feels wrong. I think I lost weight”

He chuckled at her revelation, hugging her waist and kissing her cheek between giggles.

“You’re taking care of yourself, silly! Whatever are you doing with Beel in the gym, I wonder…?”

She laughed and lightly hit his arm, showing no ill intent, and Asmo smiled in response, not bothering to hide his lewd expression.

“Don’t be nasty!”

 “Oh, I’m just joking! But you know what this means, right? We get to renew your whole closet!”

MC turned around again, perfectly knowing that she could either spent her monthly allowance on clothes or start thinking on how she could rock the oversize streetwear style.

She sighed, trying to hide her smile with no success before speaking again. Asmo’s eyes were stuck on her.

“Very well, then” she wasn’t finish talking yet when the demon clapped his hands and jumped in excitement “I’ll trust your criteria”

He gasped and hit her arm in return.

“As you should!”

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“So… how do I look?”

Mammon whistled, clapping and signalling her to turn around in response. Once she did a little twirl, he clapped even harder, not stopping even when she blushed in embarrassment and ran towards him to stop his overly excited appreciation.

“You look mighty fine, MC!”

“Stop!”

“Has anyone ever told you how hot you look?”

“Stop!!”

They were both laughing, her chasing him all around his room with burning cheeks and a gigantic smile.

The shopping bags waited patiently at the door, half of them already empty with a pile of clothes folded on the couch. Mammon had insisted on a private catwalk the moment he learnt she’d gone shopping with Asmo, his offense completely gone barely half an hour after starting the show in his room.

Every time she changed in his opened closet he’d cover his eyes with his hands and every time she came out with a new outfit he’d scream praises like a madman.

MC wasn’t used to this level of compliments and he sure was making it hard to stay calm.

“C’mon, go change again!”

“You’re acting insane right now, Mams”

She was smiling like crazy and her cheeks were hurting, but she didn’t want it to stop. When was the last time someone had been this hyped over her looking pretty? She couldn’t remember.

Then her phone rang.

MC stopped smiling when she saw the name on the screen.

She thought about answering and spoiling a nice evening because of a sour one-sided conversation. Was it worth it? Sure her friend could wait a couple more hours, right? She’d survived without MC the whole year she spent at the Devildom uncommunicated, after all.

“Is it The Unnameable?”

MC stared at her phone for one more second before turning around to look at Mammon, who was kneeling on the couch with his arms crossed over the backrest, eyes peeking with curiosity and another feeling she couldn’t identify.

“The Unname… Robdemor??”

He nodded, blushing and looking away.

“Yeah. You know, like, her name brings bad luck or some shit”

“She doesn’t bring bad luck”

MC didn’t sound as convincing as she wanted to and Mammon’s incredulity proved her point.

“Don’t be stupid, MC”

The pot calling the kettle back, she wanted to say, but no words came to her mouth. She was being stupid, wasn’t she? Everyone at the house already knew what to expect whenever her phone ringed or vibrated and they always did their best to distract her so she could leave the damn thing behind. She suspected Belphie even turned it off at one point.

Staring at her feet, trying to voice her feelings, MC talked again.  

“She just… needs me sometimes”

“Sometimes??”

Mammon got up, going around the couch to reach her. He looked flabbergasted, eyes opened wide and a myriad of words stuck in his throat.

The phone stopped ringing, but soon a flood of messages interrupted the silence to call for her attention instead. When she looked back at Mammon, he had frustration in his eyes.

She decided then she couldn’t bear to see him like this, so serious and reasonable. Was it too late to go back to chasing each other, laughing while trying new clothes? She’d been capable of keeping her feelings to herself since she could remember, but Mammon wouldn’t let her do that and she feared the moment the rest of the brothers decided enough was enough too.

God, she needed to talk, but not right now. Talking would make it real and she still wasn’t strong enough for the whole situation to be real.

In a matter of seconds her eyes were watering and she felt as if her throat had thorns stuck in her flesh, but before she could do anything about it there were arms wrapping around her. MC wasted no time hugging Mammon back, trying her hardest not to spoil any tears. The tags in the back of her new shirt poked her skin, making her squirm and get even closer to Mammon’s body.

He was rocking her side to side while petting her hair and there was no doubt he’d deny the whole ordeal happening afterwards, but she let herself enjoy the feeling anyways. It was nice being taken care of.

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It was the first time MC had gone to bed so early since before college. Her eyelids felt heavy and the bed was soft and comfortable, at least three blankets shielding her from the cold outside that froze her window and sunk her room in darkness.

But she couldn’t stop staring at her phone.

She’d turned the vibration off days ago, but that didn’t stop the notifications from showing up on the lock screen and, although she could also take care of that, MC still wanted to be able to read the messages without needing to open the app.

Her best friend talked about everything, good or bad. Mostly bad. How she thought her boyfriend was cheating on her, even when she was the one cheating on him, how much she was eating because there was no one to stop her, how tired she was to even clean her cat’s litter box. She’d say if MC were there everything would be so much better, she wouldn’t feel so lonely.

She didn’t ask about MC once.

“You’re thinking so hard it’s giving me a headache”

MC’s body violently jerked at Belphie’s voice.

He’d entered the room in silence, closing the door and approaching her bed without making any noise. Seeing her freaking out made him snicker, but he was too tired to fully laugh and simply laid down next to her.

“Jesus, Belphie”

“No, just me”

“Ha ha ha”

Her sarcasm didn’t affect him in the slightest. MC watched as he closed his eyes and offered his hand to held hers in a firm grasp, probably not wanting to let her go during the night.

“Turn that damn thing off” he growled against the pillow when a new message showed up.

“I’ve seen you sleep on the ground before; you can’t complain about some light”

“Watch me”

She thought he was just joking, challenging her like a small child would, but Belphie managed to surprise her when he rolled over her body, grabbed the phone and threw it to the other side of the room.

“Belphie!”

He shushed, sealing her lips under his hand before hugging her body with all four limbs, trapping her under the covers.

MC could’ve complained and hit him until he let her go to retrieve the phone, but that would’ve meant pissing him off and staring at the screen for another hour or until her friend decided it was time to show some interest in MC’s life.

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Whoa.

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So that’s what it was.

That simple, uh?

MC waited for something to happen at her epiphany. Nausea, panic, heavy breathing. Instead, she felt an overpowering sense of relief. Her heartbeat evened and the frown she didn’t know she had in her forehead disappeared.

No headache, no memories. For once, no nothing.

“You’re not dying, aren’t you?”

Belphie’s head rose, looking at her with suspicion, but her eyes were stuck in the ceiling.

“Why? Would you feel guilty?

He stood over her then, pouting and frowning, and MC had to stop herself from laughing.

“Okay, you know what? I already said I was sorry. You can’t hold that against me for the rest of your life”

“I will as long as I can get something out of it”

“You’re evil”

“Said the demon”

His head fell face first on the pillow with a thud and if she didn’t know him any better, she’d be worried about him suffocating to death during the night.

“Why did you ask that, tho?” MC finally talked.

“Your heart stopped for a second” he shrugged and mumbled, his hold on her hand stronger than before.

“Oh… Well… Don’t worry. I’m okay”

“Are you sure?”

No, not really, but she didn’t want to talk about it in that moment. Maybe another time, when her speech wasn’t slurred due to sleep and she could organize her thoughts with a clear mind.

She hummed as an answer before speaking one last time.

“Goodnight, Belphie”

“Sweet dreams, MC”

He’d make sure of that.

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MC had been quiet for a while. Not out of sadness nor ire, but something much more private. Something that left her pensive and still, staring into nothing with a serious expression. She laughed and talked with the brothers and, from what he heard, she enjoyed going to the gym with Beel, but Lucifer knew there was another factor escaping his reach.

Whatever it was, it changed MC for the better, so he was happy.

Even when the strangest ideas crossed her mind.

“I think I’m going to cut my hair”

He looked at her, clicking his tongue in disapproval when he saw her sitting sideways in one of the chairs with her feet resting in the other. She had a book resting in her lap. How long had she been looking at him and not reading?

“May I ask why?”

“I need a change”

Lucifer stared, taking his glasses off before crossing his arms over the document he was previously reading. MC got up and walked, zigzagging her way towards his desk as if she was drunk, but she looked as hopeful as ever.

“Did something happen?”

She nodded, ignoring his question right after.

“One of these days I’m just gonna… grab a glass of wine, go to the bathroom and bam! Haircut”

He raised an eyebrow, trying to hide a smile at her words. He hadn’t seen her so playful in months and the sudden change felt like a breath of fresh air.

“Do you even like wine, MC?”

“That’s not the point”

“And you shouldn’t use scissors while drunk, especially near your head” he ignored her “If it’s money you’re worried about, I can pay for a good hairdresser”

She laughed and shook her head, partially sitting on the desk. They stayed silent for a few seconds and Lucifer let himself observe her, how she bit her bottom lip deep in thought and how her fingers intertwined with a certain force. She was probably hurting herself at that point.

“I just really need a change”

He could tell there was more she wanted to say, but that seemed to be enough for the moment. The silence afterwards felt full with comfort.

“That’s fine”

MC nodded and sent him a small smile before going back to the chair, this time sitting with her knees stuck to her chest, but before he could put his glasses on to continue his work, she spoke again.

“Here’s what we’re going to do: I cut my hair in the bathroom and then you take me to the hairdresser to style it. Sounds good?”

“Are you going to drink while using the scissors?”

“I’m not a child, Lucifer”

“Might as well”

“Hey!”

“Just joking” he laughed, but MC could tell there was some seriousness behind his smile.

“I drink wine, I cut my hair and you check I don’t stab myself on accident, how about that?”

Lucifer pondered about it, envisioning himself behind her and watching over her reflection in the mirror, a bottle of wine in the countertop and another of Demonus waiting for them in the music room. She’d be the one to clean the aftermath, that bit was obvious, but something told him she wouldn’t really care about that.

The more he thought about it, the less strength he had to fight it. She could’ve asked Asmodeus or Mammon, but she asked him. MC wanted him to be with her during her progress, as stupid as the method was.

“Sounds like a plan to me, MC”

Her smile at his words was worth millions.

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It wasn’t until several hours had passed that MC wondered if Levi invited her to his room with a hidden motive in mind.

The anime came out less than a day ago and she’d never even seen an ad about it, but he’d thoroughly claimed it was made for her.

And she could see why he would say that, honestly.

Sure, no ancient dying star granted her any mystical powers that allowed her to soar the skies or wear an alarmingly short sparkly dress; and she didn’t have an animal sidekick or a romantic interest that only appeared at night for some reason. She didn’t have an arch nemesis either, but she did have the closest thing.

MC was the selfish one, apparently, because how could she? How could MC have the audacity to ignore her best friend’s messages in her desperate times of need? Her boyfriend broke up with her because he discovered the cheating and no one was there to remind her of feeding the cat, neither to monitor her diet nor to fix the consequences of her bad decisions. She was in the lowest point of her life and MC dared to lose weight and spend time with her new friends? Outrageous!

MC unlocked her phone and stared in silence at the new text and voice messages, as well as some missed calls.

You disappoint me, MC.

After all I did for you?

I’ll die and it’ll be your fault.

I’ll die and I’ll make sure you’re the one to discover my body.

You’ll never be able to forget about me then.

You’re disgusting.

MC stared at the screen, not knowing if she should laugh or cry about it. In the end she chuckled and forced down the sting in her throat.

The TV in front of her suddenly turned into a kaleidoscope and she squinted as the heroine jumped from platform to platform, blasting her wand and singing spells. If she understood correctly, the cheery character was fighting her way through the first big boss of the season, her friends close behind her.

She could feel Levi’s eyes on her, no doubt studying her reactions to see if she liked the anime as much as he did.

“Hey, Henry!”

MC turned to look at him and smiled brightly at his rosy cheeks. She expected him to explain some hidden lore or the meaning behind the soundtrack, but he surprised her with his next words.

“Yeah?”

“I haven’t told you yet, but your hair looks so cool!”

“Oh!” she widely opened her eyes in appreciation, showing her teeth in a beaming smile right after “Thanks, Levi!”

“You look… eh… upgraded. Well, no, not upgraded. Erm…” he avoided her gaze for the next few seconds before pausing the anime, letting the room go back to silence. MC kept quiet, trying not to laugh at his awkwardness so he wouldn’t misunderstand the situation.

“You look really pretty, MC. Even better than her”

Levi nodded at the TV and MC stared at the heroine, the pause conveniently showing her winning pose. Big sparkly eyes winking at her and a knowing smile occupying half of her face, as if she was approving Levi’s affirmation.

MC felt the need to cry right then and there, but she held it in.

Her phone lighted up one last time before she grabbed it and turned it off in anger. She had a couple of seconds before the screen permanently went back to black, letting her read the last message.

Who do you think you are? How could you do this to me?

MC seethed. She knew who she was, even if she was still learning. Her hands itched and she forced herself not to throw the phone on the ground with all her strength. She still needed it to talk to other friends and relatives, after all.

After an entire minute filled with tense silence, MC spoke, suddenly meek and shy.

 “Hey Lev…”

“MC?”

He was staring her with caring eyes, unsure of what to do or what to say.

Fortunately, for the first time in a long while, MC knew what she needed to do. For herself and no one else.

“Would you help me change my phone number?”

She could write down the numbers of those she cared about the most and send a message asking them not to share hers without her permission.

Take care of her arch nemesis without destroying the entire world. Accept the help of people who showed joy at her improvement. Buy new clothes, change her style, cut her hair.

God, walking without that heavy weight on her shoulders would be difficult and painful, but she’d rather die before letting her ex best friend destroy her will and power one last time.

She laughed with a choke and Levi gasped her name.

She was crying.

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@ourfinalisation

[softxsuki]

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may i have the trope drabble one, with trope #13: “who did this to you?” and the fandom is for obey me! shall we date? with fem!reader pleaseee !!

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1.5k Follower Event Trope #13 Obey Me

Trope 13: "who did this to you"

Check out my event here! Event requests are CLOSED

Pairing: Lucifer x Fem!MC

Warnings: mentions of cuts and bruises

Genre: uhhh slight fluff, and comfort???

Post-Type: Drabble

Word Count: 500

Note: I think this trope fits with a few of the obey me characters like Solomon (he's mysterious but imagine him seeing you hurt and he just snaps, his usual cool exterior crumbling away AHHHHH). But ultimately I picked Lucifer. He's probably the most protective and possessive of everyone combined so it was a no brainer to pick him. THANK YOU SO MUCH LOVIE, ILY and I hope you enjoy! <33333

“Who did this to you?” Lucifer grits, staring at the cuts that weren’t there this afternoon when he saw you off after class. He had to stay behind for an urgent student council meeting, leaving you to walk back to the House of Lamentation alone, much to his hesitance.

“It’s just a few scrapes, there’s no reason to get so upset,” you mumble, not really wanting to think of the group of demons who decided to surround you and pick on you due to your lack of security. One of the brothers usually walked home with you, knowing how some of the residents of the Devildom felt about you, a human, living in their world, attending their school, but they happened to all be busy today.

It was already late as Lucifer stood in your room, his brows furrowed and a scowl on his face at your not-so-pleasant appearance. He knew he should have just walked you home and then returned for this meeting after. 

“Which lowly scum decided it was okay to place their filthy hands on you while I wasn’t around?” He seethes, “Even if you don’t tell me, I’ll find out. And once I do, just know that they’ll pay.”

He was beyond furious. As your lover, he felt responsible for you, especially in a world like the Devildom that was dangerous for a human like you, yet he was too selfish to send you back to the human world. He loved you and needed you beside him.

“Luc, it’s really not a big de-”

“Enough! Come with me,” he shouts, grabbing your wrist, surprisingly gently despite his clear anger at whoever harmed you. Though he was powerful and easy to anger, Lucifer would never harm you.

The halls were empty and dimly lit, the other brothers already tucked away in their own rooms for the night, aside from Beelzebub who was likely scouring the kitchen for more food; Lucifer led you through the halls all the way to his room.Closing the door behind him, he placed you on his bed before leaving for a first aid kit, something he kept around, specifically for your sake since he and his brothers never got hurt.

“Let me see,” he says softly, now a little calmer since he knew you were safe and with him. You raise your face to him, and once again a small frown appears across his lips, unsatisfied with what had happened. 

His long fingers trace over the small cuts and bruises on your face, mostly upset at himself for letting you walk home alone–he should have known better.

“I’m sorry,” he sighs, gently cleaning up your injuries with the utmost love and care, wishing he could magically heal you in moments like these. “They’ll pay, I swear they’ll pay.”

There was nothing you could say or do to convince him otherwise. Those lowly demons had chosen to place their hands on you, his woman, so they were bound to face the wrath of your man.

EVENT REQUESTS ARE CLOSED :D

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Posted: 9/11/2023

[kitkat11602]

The Possessive Fires of Greed

mammon x gn!reader

cw: suggestive content, no actual smut happens, all they do is kiss

wc: 1.5k

His eyes were cold as he gazed across the room. Elbows propped up on the desk, head resided in the palm of his hand, paying no mind to his surroundings as he blatantly glared at you.

There was nothing he could do other than sit at his desk and drown out the teachers rambling, demonstrating some new potion that they were to learn. He really should have been paying attention, but when has he ever? And even if he were to, how could he when you were sitting on the other side of the classroom chatting up another demon with hushed whispers and giggles whenever the teacher would turn their back. 

Huffing for the umpteenth time, Mammon rolled his eyes, frustrated that you hadn’t even given him as much as a small glance to see his irritation. In front of him on his desk sat a notebook, opened to a random page where he pretended to take notes, but instead was littered with a multitude of smudged lines and stab marks. His jealousy truly showing whenever his pen broke through the first few sheets of paper and left a small hole, all because he had seen that other demon lean back in their seat, face nearing yours to whisper something in your ear. 

You could feel his heated gaze on you from across the room, hell, you could practically hear his thoughts just from his expression alone. While using one hand to scribble down notes you used the other to cover the small smile that spread across your face. The demon in front of you chuckled to themselves, their figure hunched over their desk as their pen glided across a small piece of paper they had ripped from their notebook. Reaching their hand back, they let the folded piece of paper land on the corner of your desk before returning to acting like nothing happened.

Glancing up you caught sight of the teacher's back, silently laughing to yourself when you unfolded the paper to see a roughly done drawing of an angry looking mammon. Leaning forward in your seat, you brought your lips closer to the demon's ear, whispering your amusement while tucking the paper into the pocket of your uniform. 

The sound of paper ripping tore your attention away from the demon, heads swiveling in the direction of the Avatar of Greed. His blue eyes widening when noticing that everyone was now looking at him, more specifically the paper he had torn and crumbled in his hand. Ducking his head, he avoided the looks from everyone around him, foot tapping against the floor anticipating the end of the class. 

“What’s up with him?” The demon in front of you whispered, an eyebrow raised as they sent a quick glance back at Mammon. Though despite their question you were assured by the way their lips stretched into a small smirk that they in fact knew what was wrong with him, and that they were the cause of it. 

“Hm?” Humming quietly, you switched your attention from between the board in the front of the class, to the demon in front of you, and finally to Mammon. The white haired demon had taken to staring at you once more, eyes hardened as his hands gripped the edge of his desk. His hair was slightly tousled from the many times he had run his hand through it, and his tie was loosened from around his neck. If you were sitting closer to him you’re sure you could’ve heard the heavy puffs of air escaping past his parted lips, but from where you sat you could only see the rise and fall of his shoulders. 

Shrugging your shoulders in response, you turned back to the front of the classroom lazily jotting down the few notes you had missed. Your lips parted to verbally respond, but the sound of the bell ringing stopped you and before you knew it the demon from across the room was on you in a second. His fingers wrapping around your wrist, stopping you from packing up your things and making a quick escape from the classroom. Mammon’s grip was firm, and the intensity in his eyes burned brighter as he leaned in, voice a low, dangerous growl that only you could hear. 

“Yer enjoyin’ yourself, huh?” He muttered, tone a mixture of irritation and possessiveness. 

Raising an eyebrow, a playful smirk danced on your lips, “Enjoying myself? Whatever do you mean? I was just talking to a fellow classmate, Mammon. No harm done.” You replied, feigning innocence while inwardly relishing in the way his jealousy flared up. 

He scoffed, tightening his grip on your wrist. “Don’t play dumb with me, human. I saw ya whisperin’ with that demon. What they gotta say that I don’t.” 

With a teasing glint in your eyes, you leaned closer, your lips almost brushing against his ear, “They’re quite the charmer, even drew me a pretty picture.” Your smirk grew wider in memory of the little drawing they drew of your very angry demon. 

A low growl rumbled in Mammon’s chest, finally reaching his peak as his eyes glowed a dangerous blue and gold. “Ya think this is a joke, huh? Flirtin’ around with every demon in sight?” 

“Oh Mammon, you’re the only one I tease like this. It was just harmless fun.” You chuckled, enjoying the small game you had been playing. Your eyes darted toward the clock hanging above the door, you only had a few more minutes to get to your next class. But with the way the Avatar of Greed was currently clutching onto your wrist you knew getting there wouldn’t be an easy task. 

His eyes narrowed at your words, but there was a flicker of vulnerability hidden within them. “Harmless, huh?” He muttered, his grip softening momentarily before tightening once more, “Ya should know better, human. I don’t share what’s mine.” 

Before you could respond, he had begun to drag you out of the room and down the hall. He glared at the demon you had been conversing with during class who was waiting outside the classroom door for you, desperate for the details on what the white haired demon had said. Shrugging your shoulders at the other demon you continued to let Mammon pull you along until you reached the student council room. 

The door slammed shut behind you as the room was suddenly filled with an air of tension. Mammon finally let go of your wrist but kept you cornered against the door, his gaze never leaving yours. “Yer not gettin’ away with this, human.” 

“Get away with what? A friendly chat with a classmate?” You raised an eyebrow, leaning your face closer towards his, enjoying the reaction you were getting out of him. 

He scoffed, his frustration evident. “Friendly chat, huh? I’ll show you what happens when you decide to mess with me, human.” Pushing your back flush against the door, his teeth clashed with yours as he roughly kissed you. 

His hands, that had been pinning you to the door, traveled down your sides and around your backside. Releasing a guttural growl that resounded through his chest, your mouths parted briefly allowing you to lock eyes. His eyes were narrowed, glaring into yours with a blaze of jealousy before smashing his lips back onto yours, tongue breaking through your lips to massage against yours. Breaking away from the kiss you tilted your head back against the door, eyes closed as you sucked in a deep breath. 

“Is this the reason you dragged me all the way here?” You breathed out, eyes opening to lock with his. His hair was tousled and his uniform wrinkled from your traveling hands, but you doubted you looked any better from the way you had been whisked away in such a rush. 

With a swift motion, Mammon grabbed your hand and led you to the large table in the center of the room, forcefully pushing you to sit. Leaning over you, Mammon’s intense gaze peered right into yours. “Ya think you can just make me feel this way and get away with it?” His lips crashed onto yours in a possessive kiss, his pent-up frustration and jealousy manifesting in the intensity of the embrace. 

For a moment you were taken aback, but as the kiss deepened, you couldn’t deny the surge of excitement that coursed through you. His possessiveness was overwhelming, but there was an undeniable passion in the way he claimed you that had your thighs rubbing together. 

As the kiss broke, he leaned his forehead against yours, whispering against your lips, “Yer’ mine, got it?” His eyes glowed with a possessive fire, drawing you in and making you want more, crave more. 

And as the bell rang, indicating that the next class had already started, ensuring that you wouldn’t be making it to Devildom History, you couldn’t help but nod in agreement to his words. 

You were his just as much as he was yours, and he would take every chance to remind you of that. 

[bomber-grl]

Last updated: April•7•2024

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[inuiiwonderland]

His eyes twinkle in adoration as he watches you from afar. He couldn’t believe that a mere human could have him head over heels for them.

His heart skips a beat when you finally catch him staring at you. He blushes and quickly looks away as you make your ways towards him.

“Hey mams” You say in a soft voice. His heart can’t help but race against his chest when you take a seat besides him.

“Hey” Shit you can tell he was nervous. You look up at him with furrowed brows.

“You okay mams?”

“Yeah I’m fine”

“You sure?”

“Mhm” You just look down before silently taking out your sketch book from your bag. He takes a quick sneak peak and notices that you were busy drawing. He took that as a chance to continue admiring you.

The way you looked so concentrated with the sketch made mammon smile. You looked so cute. He was so deep in his administration that he didn’t notice that he said something out loud.

“You look so beautiful” You froze. Mammon eyes immediately widen as he process what he just said out loud. He quickly begins to babble out stuff as his face starts to turn slightly red. But you don’t say anything.

Which makes mammon panic even more.

That was until a small smile appeared on your face.

“No boy has ever told me that before” He stops his babbling and stares at you in shock.

What?! You mean to tell him that no boy has ever thought that you were beautiful?! The most ethereal being on this whole damn earth?! Universe even!

“What?!” You look up at him with the same pretty eyes that he loves to admire.

“Your the first boy to ever call me that” His heart is beating against his chest. Stupid human boys. How could anyone not call you beautiful?

“Well those dumb human boys don’t even know anything about true beauty!” You giggle.

God he feels like he’s back in the celestial realm when he’s around you.

“Thank you mammon”

He’s so in love with you, you don’t even know it.

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Uhhh hello I’m back! Enjoy this small fic/Drabble that I wrote today because I have zero motivation to write anything long😔

[leviathism]

can you do reaction from the brothers when mc is ruri-chans va? Like mc was just doing there work and their room and the brothers heard them?? Thank you xd

female reader and/or reader has a feminine voice

Lucifer makes you record voice notes so he can get Leviathan to do his chores and his duties for RAD. He does not care to be honest. Begs you to please convince Leviathan to attend class again. The man is so tired.

Mammon tries to monetize it. Of course. He makes you record all these happy birthday, happy anniversary, happy whatever messages, so that he can make a website and have people pay so they can send it to other people. All those nerdy weebs would pay a pretty penny for something like that.

Leviathan freaks out. In a span of two minutes, everyone else in the house finds out as well, so if you were trying to hide it, whoops. He makes you outfits to dress up as her and takes a bunch of pictures of the two of you together for his Devilgram. You are his hero, forget about that Henry dude.

Satan doesn’t care about the Ruri-Chan aspect. He just asks if you can do other voices besides “anime girl.” When you say yes, he kindly asks you to record some audio books for him if you have time. He’ll pay you, he doesn’t mind. He gains new respect for you.

Belphegor asks you to help teach him how to change his voice. Why? Because it’d be funny. Imagine prank calling Lord Diavolo as Ruri-Chan when it’s actually him. Even if it’s not possible, oh well. He enjoyed daydreaming about it.

[toru-oikawas-milkbread]

The Obey Me Characters Send you a Dirty Text | Pt.1

Pairing: Obey Me Boys x f!reader

Notes: All I have to say: Simeon has officially taken over my mind. 

And with this piece of information going in one ear and out the other, I hope that you all enjoy this chapter! I have a few of these chapters set and ready for a few days, but I haven’t gotten much else done lately. 

In this chapter, the characters are: Diavolo, Barbatos, Solomon, and Simeon! 

If you want to follow the series as I create more chapters, you can follow my link to the {masterlist} for the entire series!

[h2uji]

A GOOD NIGHT KISS? NO!! ‹𝖮𝖡𝖤𝖸 𝖬𝖤› 🐏

#pairing. Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan.

#genre. F!mc, Fluff.

#warning. -

rejecting his good night kiss because of your lip mask

LUCIFER "stop this non sense and c'mere" shaking her head no she took another step back from her boyfriend "no" another shake from her head "your kiss will wipe the mask away just like last time" sighing he laid down on bed turning away from his girlfriend "who said I am kissing you? just lay down and go to bed" hesitant she slowly approach the bed "you'll get a morning kiss instead" as soon as her hand touched the bed sheets Lucifer pulled her arm to him pressing his lips to hers while her other hand pushes and throws punches on his naked chest, pulling away he admires her adorable frown.

"why not both?"

MAMMON "whatcha mean in the morning?" frowning he looks at his lover who was applying even more mask and plumping her lips "sorry mammon, but I promise you when I wake up those lips would be as soft as a marshmallow" , standing up he walks toward her pulling her by her hips and turning her around, "c-come on, I can't wait till tomorrow" he mumbled the last part but of course, she heard him loud and clear "ma-" she was cut of by his soft lips pressing on hers, she wanted to push him so badly but damn his kisses always makes her fold and crave more.

"you'll miss the great mammon's good night kisses"

LEVIATHAN "its cause I am an otaku isn't it?" rolling her eyes she ignored him setting down the mask and turning to face him giving him a frown "I need my lips hydrated" he so badly wanted to tell her that he can't go to sleep without them anymore but what if she finds him annoying? so he kept being quiet and just stare at her lips the whole night "Levi my eyes are up here you know?" "what" snapping out of it he yet again caught himself staring as a blush started to form, giggling she kissed his lips making the mask rub on his lips and chin.

"d-dont do that again please"

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[angelltheninth]

Lucifer's Wings Are His Weak Spot

Pairing: Lucifer x Fem!Reader

Tags: fluff, established relationship, teasing, weak spot, sensitive spot rare flustered Lucifer

A/N: There's something about characters named Lucifer lately.

No one would think that the great Lucifer has any kind of weak spot

And more then that no one would even be brave enough to try and approach him and find it

No one but his girlfriend who has gotten away with many things that no one else is able to when it comes to him

You found his weak spot by complete accident, you swear

All you wanted to do was give his wings a massage because he complained they felt stiff since he hasn't flown in a little while now

He hesitated a little when you offered but relented, he wanted to let you help him

There was a bit of fumbling on your part when he took his shirt off

You couldn't help but stare at him and then his back and wings when he stretched them out once and got on the bed, lying on his stomach and his arms under his chin

Just the act of straddling him like that made you think lewd thoughts

But you had to focus on what you promised

You started at the end of the wing, feeling each feather under your fingers

His wings felt strong yet fragile at the same time, just how he could be dangerous and a big softie too

Slowly you made your way towards his back, watching as his body would flinch and shake for an unknown reason

Lucifer kept his head turned away so you couldn't see his expression but you could see the tips of his ears as well as his shoulders turning pink

It all became clear when you reached to where his wings began

You have never, no has anyone, heard him moan like that

For a moment you thought you were imagining the sound, moved your hands away and then when he didn't turn around you touched that same spot, getting the same reaction

Except this time he hugged the pillow close to his mouth to muffle the sound

This was clearly something he was embaressed about

A devious idea came to your mind then

You leaned over him, close to his neck and moaned just as you pressed on that weak spot

Just like you suspected he moaned too

Oh this was something you could and definitely will use in the future

[temis-de-leon]

25 kisses challenge - Masterlist

Main Masterlist

I'm making a separate masterlist because otherwise the main one will become infinite.

I'll post this fics during may, starting on the 1st and finishing on the 25th. Everyone who wants to be tagged can send me a message and I'll add them to a list :)

(All of them will be sfw and mostly fluff)

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Kiss 1 – First kiss - Mammon (gn!MC)

Kiss 2 – Greeting kiss – Lucifer (fem!MC)

Kiss 3 – Accidental kiss – Mammon (male!MC)

Kiss 4 – Blow a kiss – Leviathan (gn!MC)

Kiss 5 – Kiss on the cheek – Asmodeus (gn!MC)

Kiss 6 – Kiss on the shoulder – Beelzebub (fem!MC)

Kiss 7 – Kiss while partner is sleeping – Barbatos (male!MC)

Kiss 8 – Unwanted kiss – Diavolo (fem!MC)

Kiss 9 – Waiting to be kissed – Lucifer (gn!MC)

Kiss 10 – Surprise kiss – Leviathan (male!MC)

Kiss 11 – “You’re safe/alive” kiss – Simeon (gn!MC)

Kiss 12 – Upside down kiss – Satan (fem!MC)

Kiss 13 – Deflected kiss – Beelzebub (gn!MC)

Kiss 14 – Kiss on a dare – Belphegor (male!MC)

Kiss 15 – Kiss while being carried – Asmodeus (male!MC)

Kiss 16 – Pulled into a kiss – Asmodeus (fem!MC)

Kiss 17 – Jealous kiss – Solomon (gn!MC)

Kiss 18 – Sneaking a kiss while no one is looking – Barbatos (gn!MC)

Kiss 19 – Missing a kiss – Belphegor (gn!MC)

Kiss 20 – Kiss on the hand – Satan (gn!MC)

Kiss 21 – Comforting while crying kiss – Solomon (fem!MC)

Kiss 22 – Angry kiss – Simeon (male!MC)

Kiss 23 – Public kiss – Satan (male!MC)

Kiss 24 – Mistletoe kiss – Diavolo (gn!MC)

Kiss 25 – New Years kiss – Mammon (fem!MC)

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Disclaimer: I did not create this challenge, I just found it on ao3

[pro-mammonologist]

I know I usually post Mammon but today idk what it is but I want Diavolo (I have a himbo with a praise kink fetish that’s what it is)

Diavolo towering over you, his cock very obviously pressed against his pants. Diavolo telling you he wants you so bad but he’s afraid he might hurt you. Diavolo showing his erection and you telling him you can take it. Diavolo comforting you as you try to take him in. Diavolo staring slow, careful to watch each reaction. Diavolo watching as you beg for more and him cumming inside you. Like a lot. Demon royalty makes cum flow and flow and flow, after all, you have to produce the next heir to the Devildom. And to finish the night off, Diavolo tells you just how good you were and how amazed he is. And how badly he wants to do it again. 🥺🥺🥺

[short-black-diamond]

Hi Dimond could i request a obey me x mc

Who is actually lukes older sibling?

I just feel like i would be his older sister or something like that

But like mc is a fallen Angel who only fell because an angel was bothering luke

And the brothers find out because mc got mad at a demon for doing the same

Yes kinda cringe but

I'd rather be cringe then mean

Oooooooh I'd throw hands as well if someone bothers our precious Luke Lofi, you have no idea...

Also it is not cringe, I'd kill for my little brother. It is not cringe at all to protect the people you love and please don't feel embarassed for requesting stuff like that.

Sooo...what if we bring in scary-dog-priviledge as well?

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Luke with an older sister who is a fallen angel.

It was not your mistake, nor Luke's. there just happened to be this angel who didn't know its boundaries, pestering Luke about his height...then his age...and just...made Luke's life miserable.

At first, you wanted to tell it off, but Luke asked you to leave it. And you did. but still, the angel didn't stop.

And it ended in Luke's life taking a dramatic turn as the angel pestered him more and more, and even other angels started to bully him to the point where Luke felt worthless.

And that's when you stepped in as well. Let's just say...the angel was gone, and you fell from heaven. Luke didn't see you for a long time.

That was, until he saw you again, but in Devildom.

You looked...different. Scary.

Not the older sister he knew anymore. Scars adored your body, your hair had a rough change in style, and so did your clothes, and instead of your beautiful white feathers, you had the wings of a bat. you also had two horns on either side of your head.

Luke felt like crying.

It also took you a while that your little brother stood before you. You hadn't seen him since the incident, and, well, you were rather embarassed to stand in front of him now.

But you were selfish.

And utterly so.

You frowned, your underlip quivered as you went to your knees, and Luke srpinted towards you while crying your name with tears and snot streaming from his face.

He jumped, and landed in your arms. you hugged him tightly, your arms wrapping around his smaller frame as you kissed the top of his head and tried to comfort him through your own shaky voice.

"hey, h-hey...it's alright...I'm here.", you croaked as you held him in your arms, feeling his thin ones wrap around your neck tightly.

And he breathed. He felt safe again.

Simeon stood there, watching the interaction with tears starting to softly flow down as well. He actually tired to vouch for you back in heaven, but the upper angels didn't let him.

...

He and Luke had to watch you get your feathers get ripped out, each one a reminder of a simple rule.

Angels should help each other, and not behead each other.

You screamed and wailed in pain, and you cursed every single angel you knew, who dared to bully and hurt your little brother.

And Luke?

He tried to break free from the angels' grip, being held back by two of his own companions, having to watch you get your pride and dignity ripped off your back.

"You don't deserve to be an angel, ____. Not after you killed one of your friends.", one of the upper angels said, and you got banned from heaven, ultimately losing contact with every person you knew...

...and you landed in hell.

...

You noticed Simeon, and opened your left arm. He gasped before he ran to you and hugged you. You three just sat there, crying, hugging each other, and trying to calm yourselves down.

Luke just sat in your lap as you hugged him, and Simeon sat next to you after a few minutes. "We have missed you dearly, ____.", Simeon said softly after he dried yet another tear.

Luke snuggled closer to you. "mm-hmm! I missed you pretty much, ____! I wish I could see you more often...!"

"But we will, Luke,", you answered with a grin. "Diavolo wanted to create a school where demons, angels and humans can live together in harmony. We'll be able to see each other nearly every day!"

Luke's eyes sparked as he jumped up and cheered. "Yay!"

You huffed in amusement when Luke cheered away happily.

You were happy that you, Luke and Simeon would be seeing each other again.

If only there weren't the brothers...

...

"Ah yes, the chihuahua is speaking again," a demon's arrogant voice spoke, looking down at Luke in mild mock.

Luke winced at the name. "I'm not!"

"Heh, sure yer are!", another one cackled, pointing at the blonde. "Yer small, have a squeaky voice, and yer annoying!"

"What."

the second demon felt a chill run up his spine at your word. He turned around, only to face you right behind him. Your eyes were wide open, but your brows were furrowed as down as they could go. However, what startled him the most was your upturned smile. It was unnatural.

"_-____! get outta here! We're just teasing him!", the second demon exclaimed, shaking around his hand as if he'd be shooing away a fly.

the first one narrowed his eyes at you. "____, isn't there any other business you have to attend to?", she asked, wanting you out of sight

I huffed before I looked at Luke. He nodded with hesitation and quickly went behind me.

"Well stop it.", you said, knowing they'd as why. You hated it when 'higher' demons pestered other people just because of their status. And you didn't care about that either because you'd beat the hell outta them, making them looked at as losers and pathetic imps.

"Tch, and why would we do that?", the second demon remarked, already activating his powers to 'teach you a lesson', but you had already prepared the hour.

"Because I am his sister.", and with that, you beat the two demons up brutally. You didn't tell Luke to leave because 1. there'd be just other demons who'd bully him again around the corner, and 2. he wouldn't leave anyway.

So, he just stood there, and cheered for you.

unbeknownst to you, the brothers came, intrigued by the noise of fists clashing against something. When they saw that it was you who drilled into two lower ranking, nameless creatures, they were surprised and in shock.

Lucifer immediately acted upon reflex, trying to stop you from nearly killing those bastards. "____, that is enough! Unhand them at once!", he yelled as he tried pulling you away from them. You didn't really budge.

Mammon gulped. That was the first time he's actually seen you beat somebody else who was not bullying him. Mammon was also avictim of bullying, but it was just light teasing about him being broke, and you'd just roast the bullies to no end.

But this, with the way you hurt them...with the intention...to kill?

Yeah, he was a tad bit scared now.

Laviathan was amazed by your brute strength, you reminded him of a few fighting characters he knew from games or anime shows or manga, and he started cheering for you. "Go, ____, go!!!", he yelled, and through his and Luke's cheers, you seemed to have gained new power, because Lucifer gave up at some point and just watched you before he looked at Beel.

"Beel, take ____ away from those demons.", cue Beel walking over with a hot dog in hand.

Satan watched with an amused chuckle, enjoying all the blood and gore. you really knew how to beat somebody up.

Asmodeus, as weird as it sounded, was a little turned on. Sure, what you did was wrong and whatnot...but the way you were on top of one of the still conscious demons...glaring at them....with blood trickling down your body...asmo squeezed his thighs together as he whimpered. And...he'd be lying if he said that he wanted you on top of him, looking at him like that, and fuc-

"Let me go, Beel!!!", you yelled, being suddenly bpicked up by one of the youngest demons. "Sorry, but Lucifer told me to pick you up."

"Beel, I'll cast you a spell on this hotdog, making it regenerate itself after every bite you make, but only if you let me go."

Beel looked at you for a moment. Then he placed you on the ground again. You quickly did what you promised before you sat on top of the demon again and started to punch it again.

And Belphie...well, he cheered as well, dozing off a few times.

...

"____, we cannot let you go away with this-" Diavolo spoke in a sad tone, looking at you with an even sadder smile. You scoffed.

"And these other demons can? Why am I always picked out and not the bullies!? This! This is an error in your system, Diavolo!", you yelled, and the principal flinched. Barabatos' eyes widened, and Lucifer fought the urge to beat you up this time.

"____, why is that an error...?", the demon prince asked after a while. You frowned at him. "You think that only bringing one party of the scene here is going to change something? How about you tell your underlings to stop pestering my brothers for oncr, for they are the reason I started to beat them up, you know?"

He sighed. "but they're in the infirmary because of the injuries you gave them."

I shrugged my shoulders. "I have injuries too, you know?"

"Are yours life-threatening?"

"....no.."

"...Listen, ____, I'll do as you say. I'll talk to them once they regained their consciousness and punish them accordingly. Sounds good?", he asked, giving you a hopeful smile.

You looked to the side with a small blush. "You better..."

At that, Barabatos and Lucifer wanted to strangle you, and again, Diavolo just laughed. "I will! you're excused now, ____."

And with that, you and Lucifer left. As soon as you two rounded a corner though, Lucifer cornered you against a wall, glaring at you.

"Do you have any idea on how you acted there, ____?!", he exclaimed furiously, having felt his pride shattered when he felt Barabatos' eyes on him the entire time you spoke to Diavolo in a more friendly manner than realizing the fact that you were a fallen angel like Lucifer and not a royal like the principal.

"Hold your horses Lucifer.", you grumbled, pushing him away form you with ease, and he was sent stumbling back. His pride shattered a little more.

"Then why did you beat into them so brutally!? Couldn't you just give them a nice punch and tell them off, or, I don't know? Tell me?", he asked, trying to puzzle out the pieces on why you'd to such a thing.

You sighed before you held eye contact with Lucifer. "Have I actually ever told you why I became like you? Having lost my title in heaven as an angel and now having to rot here in hell?"

Lucifer shook his head with a little hesitation. "Because angels pulled the same stunts in heaven on Luke. Also...Luke's my little brother."

Lucifer flinched. "What? But you two don't look alike at all!!"

I "tch"ed. "And? You don't look like any of your brothers either. But tell me Lucifer. Wouldn't you do the same? I mean, you have six brothers, for fuck's sake. Don't tell me that you never defended them at least once."

The eldest brother stayed silent as he suddenly realized your reasons. He had the same rules you had.

Protecting the ones dear to oneself from all evil.

"I...I understand now, ____....I'm sorry for lashing out on you earlier.", he spoke softly. And then, you smiled. You had a rather pretty smile.

"It's alright. I'm glad to have somebody to talk to who is also an older sibling. You understood right away."

At that, Lucifer smiled back to you with a nod.

"Of course, but please. If something like that happens again, just tell one of us. You know you can count on us, right?"

"Didn't you call Luke chihuahua once as well?"

"Okay, don't ask for my help...ask Beel, or Asmodeus or Leviathan."

At that, you nodded. And wou two went outside to attend to some other business Diavolo asked you to do.

However, six pairs of ears had heard what you and Lucifer were speaking about to each other, and six pairs looked at each other then.

"So ____'s the older sister of Luke? Damn.", Mammon said, scratching his head. He had to refrain himself from calling Luke names from now on.

"What a noble reason to act like that!", Leviathan exclaimed, and Satan agreed whole-heartedly. He also loved how you beat into the demons.

Asmodeus made some perverted remarks about you having had blood all over you, and he'd give everything to switch places with the demon who laid underneath you.

Beel just bit into his never-ending hotdog with tears in his eyes.

And Bephie just laid on the ground and slept.

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Huuuuuuuuuu I'm done! I hope it was okay for you, dear anon!

Read you in the next post!!