#simeon is so precious i want to squeeze him

[satans-my-spirit-animal]

Simeon: I guess I'll starve

[hellsslibrary]

Hi, I don't really have an idea in mind but I'm heavily craving a subby Simeon if you don't mind making my request? He's such a lovely angel.. Maybe you could make it about praising him as we take him.

"Such a handsome... I could eat you whole right now."

#a.n. : this was so sweet to write that it turned into worship, lmao.

!!Warnings: sub!bottom!Simeon, dom!top!Male!Reader, vanilla sex in general, praise kink, worship(I got carried away, you know...), Reader is MC, handjob, nipple play, open final, almost the entire text is foreplay and only the end is the beginning of sex, fingering, MANY kisses.

"Mmm, you're too focused, MC, you know?" Simeon’s voice echoes through the room as he looks down at you with a smile as moans escape his lips.

Your hand moves at a smooth pace along his shaft, rubbing the sensitive head, which has already begun to produce pre-cum. Your lips kiss his chest, covering his chocolate skin with hot, wet hickeys.

“So what? I should be focused on making sure such a beautiful angel is completely satisfied at the hands of me,” You whisper, feeling his cock twitch slightly in your palm and you lightly press the slit of his cock, causing him to jerk it hips with a whimper.

His green eyes close in pleasure as your tongue licks his nipple, pulling it into your mouth, sucking on the sensitive bud. When he feels your hand finally begin to massage and pump his cock faster, he feels the warmth spread throughout his body.

The soft touches send shivers down his spine, igniting a fire deep within him. Your lips touch his chest and neck with tender kisses that make him melt in your arms.

Your breath caresses the skin of his neck as you nip at the sensitive area just below his earlobe. Simeon feels your hot breath on his skin, making every inch of it tingle.

As you continue to tease and kiss the angel, your hands move up, gently cupping and squeezing one of his nipples between your fingers, an action that sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through every fiber of his being.

The sensation is like no other; time seems to stand still for these precious moments that you share in each other's arms, inducing feelings of peace in each other.

“You’re doing this on purpose...” Simeon says, licking his dry lips, which makes you pull yourself up to meet him and kiss him.

He moans into your mouth, wrapping his arms around your neck in a spasmodic, needy motion. His hands pull you closer as you explore each other's mouths, causing the angel's hips to involuntarily arch towards your hand.

“M-mc... Please be a little faster,” Simeon whispers as you both pull away from the kiss, he’s out of breath, red, drool dripping from the corner of his mouth, which you wipe away.

Both of your gazes drop down almost in sync and Simeon is more than happy to spread his legs wider for you. You spit on his hole, causing it to clench around the emptiness, causing you to let out a throaty chuckle.

Your finger circles his rim and then you slowly push in, knuckle by knuckle, until he's all the way inside and you lower your mouth back down to Simeon's neck.

"MC! This... Oh, d-don't stop, please don't," He pleads in a low voice, on the verge of tears as your lips seem to want to cover every part of his neck, considering how thoroughly you kiss him there.

"Oh yeah? My pretty little angel feels good and nice, right? Then I'll make sure that later your little head will be filled with just me and the pleasure flowing exponentially, okay?" Your voice sounds sweet against his ear as you lick the shell of his ear, causing his body to press closer to the bed, whining pitifully and nodding.

Your finger slid into him without difficulty, moving inside his walls, trying to find the very place that would make him literally scream. Not that he didn't look handsome right now, just moaning. Quite the contrary, he was divine, although what else could you expect from an angel?

"So beautiful... You know what? I can't believe that you give yourself to me so easily, being a holy being. Either I was lucky, or my prayers were answered," You say more in a joking manner than in a serious manner, but when you see Simeon's eyes literally roll to the back of his head as his eyes crack open for a second, you understand.

He took this seriously, perhaps even too seriously.

A devilish grin appeared on your lips, absolutely the opposite of his entire being. Although perhaps these are only the consequences of your life with 7 demons, oh well, about the reasons later.

A second one was soon added to your finger, and your hand finally began to move much more actively on his dick, causing Simeon’s fingers to grab the sheets, getting tangled in them. His eyes widen in surprise, and a groan of pleasure escapes from his parted mouth, so surprisingly high-pitched, but pleasant to the ears.

“I beg you... St-start already... I can’t stand it anymore, I be-beg you,” He whispers as tears of pleasure begin to flow down his cheeks, which you immediately lick off, looking at his dick when you realize that he has come, but you don’t stop for a second.

"Are you sure? Not too sensitive right now, baby?" Simeon shakes his head at your question, removing your hand from his cock and placing it next to his head, intertwining your fingers.

“Just do it, please... I want you... Inside,” Angel whispers coyly, causing your dick to twitch in your pants and you can feel the threads of your self-control snapping one by one.

He was divine. A literal creation of God that must be pure and undefiled. But he lay underneath you, red, out of breath, sweaty, with his own cum all over his stomach, begging you to fuck him. You'd probably break your knees if it meant forever worshiping his body, his soul, his whole self.

“Fuck, okay,” You whisper impatiently, tugging at your pants, not bothering to remove them completely.

You stick your dick out and reach for two items on the nightstand. The first thing you do is tear off the pack of condoms with your teeth, pulling the rubber onto your shaft, slightly hissing from the cold on such hot flesh. And the second thing you do is coat your dick in the lube, eagerly but completely, making sure your dick is completely covered in it.

"I'm ready..."

You look back up, putting away the jar of lube and fuck... He lies in front of you, taking his own legs under his knees and spreading them with his lips slightly pursed from embarrassment... And fuck...

“You deserve your own religion, Sim,” You whisper as you penetrate him, causing him to groan and hiccup in surprise at your words, but he eventually relaxes, wrapping his arms around your neck.

[pro-mammonologist]

Mc in a Poly Relationship with Lucifer and Mammon!!!

- kings of possessiveness and jealously

- as long as they keep their sins in check it’s not overwhelming just a little annoying

- luckily, mammon loves and adores and admires Lucifer and Lucifer loves and adores and admires mammon, they’d much rather share their mc with each other than anyone else

- Lucifer wanted to split mc time in half during the week but since he wanted the 4th day, mammon was unbelievably pissed

- it actually took a third fourth fifth sixth party (diavolo, Asmo, Simeon, and Barbatos [who was going batshit]) to get Mammon and Lucifer straight

- now they let mc choose when they want them however mc often wants both of their attention at once

- mc usually lays on one of them facing up while the other lays on top of their chest and stomach. No blanket needed.

- Lucifer and Mammon actually get along better when dating mc at the same time because they’re constantly forced to confront each other

- mammon has less opportunities for mischief now poor baby

- sex was initially the easiest thing to deal with the both of them, they’ve shared partners in the past no biggie

- but what happens when the most sexually pent up stressed demon daddy and the horniest greediest most hyper demon daddy have to share one human? Yeah they learned a lot about human sexual health. No breeding for them.

- Lucifer and Mammon very very very rarely fuck mc together because they’re so different in the way that they fuck. (At least that’s what they think, just take away their personalities and boom same approach)

- Lucifer likes to have mc sleep in his room but mammon prefers it when he sleeps in mc’s but they all sleep in Lucifer’s together when mc wants it

- mammon was very distraught by Lucifer’s toy collection (he thought he was busy all the time)

- Lucifer was appalled by mammons (this is where all your Grimm goes?)

- mc enjoys both collections.

- both demons help each other with aftercare. Lucifer just finished an impact scene? Mammon drops off waters outside the door and runs a bath while they’re getting themselves straight. Mammon and Mc had some rough overstimulation? Lucifer has breathing practices and massage techniques listed out on a note he slipped under the door.

- Lucifer likes to tease mammon with photos of their outings but one thing he’s always sure to do is make sure his face isn’t in it no money for mammon

- mammon doesn’t tease Lucifer too much when it’s just him and Mc but he does send messages like “hey. Look at them. They’re so happy. I wanna squeeze em.” And Lucifer just sends a thumbs up like a dad would.

- Lucifer responds very differently to Mc, instead he sends entire paragraphs. “That food looks delicious. You look amazing, mammon should be grateful I’m allowing this. Next time I will go with you and I will do everything you’d like, so long as afterwards I can really taste what’s actually delicious.” He’s corny but it’s precious.

- mc lowkey has to schedule when they have sex because they really really both want it 24/7. Must record for them to watch when they’re extra desperate later on but mc isn’t feeling it.

- they’d never admit it but they love when they all get to sleep together

[devildom-moss]

Calling them “baby girl” in front of others (demon brothers)

(the demon brothers x gn!MC)

(slight NSFW)

Lucifer 

Diavolo had invited you, Lucifer, and Simeon to the castle for a drink, opting for a reasonably quiet night in. Unfortunately, Lucifer had been in an unpleasant mood all day after a raucous morning of his brothers’ bickering was made worse when Solomon brought him homemade (Solomon concocted) muffins. Simeon’s Celestial Realm anecdotes were starting to irk him, especially ones that involved him also known as the ones Diavolo kept asking for. Lucifer sat there, staring daggers into an indifferent target, sighing, and pinching the bridge of his nose. You had to do something, so you walked over to him and pet his head comfortingly. He pulled back before leaning into your hand again to let you continue. Barbatos, Diavolo, and Simeon stared at you both – cutting Simeon’s story short.

“Why are you petting me?”

“Because,” you smiled as you caressed down his cheeks, “even though you’re being grumpy right now, you’re still my baby girl, and you deserve to relax.”

Lucifer froze up. Diavolo chuckled and remarked how nice it must be to feel so cared for by you, Simeon politely covered a smile, and Barbatos found himself surprising turned on by your boldness and possibly by the humiliation of Lucifer.

“MC, may I speak to you outside?” Lucifer requested as he stood up stiffly.

The second you were outside, he pulled you into the nearest empty room or hallway and pushed you against a wall. You expected some spark of anger in his eyes, but he was a blushing mess, and his air of pomp had collapsed in on itself. His gaze fell from yours as his hands dropped to the sides of your arms. He squeezed them gently – a gesture asking for permission and a quiet declaration of his desire. If only he could be this cute more often.

Lucifer sent Diavolo a text that something came up and you both had to return home immediately. Diavolo replied: Go easy on, MC. You had such a precious reaction, and I’m sure that’s why they did it. You won’t punish them too harshly, right Lucifer?

Diavolo’s text went unanswered. By the time it was sent, you were home, and Lucifer was face down, ass up in bed.

“You can be rough with me,” he told you. In the darkness of Lucifer’s room, his phone lit up with another text from Diavolo: Right, Lucifer?!

Diavolo realized he may have miscalculated when he secretly spotted you petting Lucifer’s head in the council room the following morning before heading to your next class. Someone at the receiving end of Lucifer’s punishments wouldn’t use that gentleness with him the next day. 

Mammon

You were hanging out in the House of Lamentation’s library with Levi, Satan, and Asmo. Technically, you were studying – but studying often requires better retention of knowledge for all participants. Mammon interrupted Asmo’s interruption to your study group in his typical Mammon fashion.

“What’cha doin’ with these guys? If ya wanted to study, you shoulda called The Great Mammon. Plus, hanging out with me would be way more fun.” Mammon grabbed your hand, ignoring the complaints and annoyance from his brothers.

You chuckled. He was so obvious, and it activated your urge to tease him. “Aww, what’s the matter, baby girl? You lonely?”

“Who ya calling a girl? Why would I be lonely without you? Stupid!” Mammon’s eyes were wide, and his face burned with shame. “Never mind.”

He turned around and left the room in a hurry. The remaining three demons erupted in laughter, praising you for finding a way to finally get rid of Mammon for a while. Mammon would have to disappear for a few hours before they would be concerned. You, on the other hand, felt kind of bad for making him run off like that. You didn’t anticipate that he would get that embarrassed. You decided to go after him and apologize, but he was quick to make a getaway (years of practice, probably). By the time you got to his bedroom, you heard a faint moan and your name.

To spare Mammom further embarrassment, you decided to send him a text and tell him that you needed to see him in his room, alone. The sounds coming from the other side of his door stopped. You waited a few more seconds before knocking. Mammon rushed to the door in his boxers, pulling you in. Behind the closed door, you let your eyes wander down his body. Your initial desire to apologize for embarrassing him was left in the hallway. Now, you wanted to tease him more.

“I didn’t realize that affected you so much, baby girl,” you ran your hand down his chest.

“Shaddup. It didn’t,” Mammon looked off to the side, “so just c’mere and help me fix it.”

Leviathan

Levi was crushing you and Diavolo in an online battle. You could hear Levi’s boasting next to you while Diavolo laughed over the headset. You and Diavolo only had a few hits left before you lost. Even if you teamed up, the only way you stood a chance was to play dirty. You placed your hand on Levi’s thigh. He jumped under the sudden touch and let out a yelp. With his attention on you, you told him, “you’re doing such a good job, baby girl.”

It was as if you had threatened him. Leviathan transformed into his demon form. He set his controller down and slithered into his bathtub for comfort, covering his face with his hands and his tail. You noticed that his tail was slowly undulating between his legs, and he let out a pathetic whimper, which you heard echo over the headset.

“Winner!” the game declared. Diavolo had managed to beat you both while you were preoccupied. You congratulated him before quickly informing him that you thought you broke Levi and logging off for the both of you. Diavolo didn’t have a chance to respond.

After setting Levi’s headset to the side, you tried to pry his hands from his face, but he wouldn’t budge. It wasn’t anything that a bit more teasing couldn’t resolve, though. You whispered in his ear, “I was hoping I could get my pretty baby girl to model a skirt for me tonight – if he’s up to it.”

“You want to see me in a skirt!?” He perked up, face tinted bright pink. He had bought a new skirt for a fantasy cosplay recently, but it was too sexual to wear in front of anyone, and he was self-deprecatingly certain you wouldn’t want to see him in it. He was almost sure it would never get any use.

“I want to do a lot more than see you,” you smirked.

“MC, don’t say it like that! You’ll get my hopes up.”

“Good.”

Satan

“Labs are the worst,” Levi complained, “otakus aren’t fit for doing group projects with a bunch of normies.”

“Be grateful that you were paired with Solomon, MC, and me,” Satan reminded him, “you could have gotten stuck with Mammon like Belphegor, Luke, and Beelzebub.”

“Poor Luke,” Solomon chuckled.

“It’s not like we need your help, so you can get out of the way if you’re just going to complain the whole time,” Satan guided Levi a few steps outside of his workspace.

“Sure, shove the gross otaku out of the way.”

“Exactly.” Satan took note of the temperature of the potion, “MC, can you hand me the next two herbs. We’re almost ready for them.”

“You got it, baby girl,” you moved the mortar and pestle from your table to his workstation. Solomon paused his work to stare at you in disbelief. Levi took a cautionary step back.

“Thank you, MC.” Satan spooned the pulverized mix into the potion and stirred it clockwise, causing a hypnotizing swirl of purple and green. “Wonderful. See, that’s how you be useful in a group, Levi.”

“ROFL. MC’s charm attack has no effect. Satan’s counterattack does 1000 damage to Leviathan.” Levi sulked next to Solomon and tried to help him for the rest of the class.

It appeared that Levi was right. Satan hadn’t reacted at all to your teasing. Maybe he was too focused? Then again, even Solomon was surprised. However, as the day progressed, you noticed that Satan was being oddly clingy. He ate lunch with you, insisted upon walking you home, and even asked to hold your hand. Satan continued to stay attached to you – studying with you, cooking dinner with you, and even asking to take a shower together. That night, he secretly stayed in your room so he could sleep with you. If you ask him what had gotten into him, he’ll simply tell you that he felt like being close to you.

Asmodeus 

“Asmo,” Simeon walked into Solomon’s room to find the demon draped over your and Solomon’s laps while scrolling on his phone. Simeon reluctantly ignored the intimate scene and continued, “do you think you could take Raphael shopping for quality fabric this weekend? He’s been sewing a lot recently.”

Asmo failed to answer him and continued tapping away at his phone.

“He’s in deep,” Solomon sighed. “You may have to try something tailored to pique his interests. Watch this.”

Solomon set his hand the back of Asmo’s thigh and called out “princess.” Still nothing. You and Simeon chuckled at his failure, especially given his confidence.

“Let me try,” you added. You pet Asmo’s hair gently and called out to him sweetly, “Asmo, baby girl?”

“Yes daddy?” Asmo nuzzled into your hand. No one was in shock, but Simeon regretted walking in there. Solomon was annoyed – although not quite from jealousy.

“Simeon had a question for you, pay attention, please.”

Although Simeon wished he could forget what happened, he went along with it and repeated his question. Asmo smiled at Simeon, “of course, hun! I’d be happy to help that violent old man find fabric.”

“Thank you,” Simeon chuckled, “I’ll relay a version of that to him when he gets home.”

As soon as Simeon left the room, Asmo changed positions so he could straddle your lap. Solomon was grateful to be free of Asmo’s weight on him, but he wasn’t sure how to feel as Asmo wrapped his arms around your neck. “MC, how naughty of you, calling me something like that in front of Simeon. I should punish you with kisses.”

“Solomon called you ‘princess,’” you reminded him.

“Solomon can have kisses too.”

Beelzebub

Beel had begged asked you to bring him snacks at practice. Of course, you agreed because it was for Beel. Avoiding the potential destruction of RAD property that could occur if he got too hungry was a decent incentive, too. You found him among his teammates on the field. He waved you over. For a moment, he was so happy to see you that he forgot you were there to bring him food. He picked you up in his arms and spun you around in a half-circle. A few of his teammates stopped stretching to watch how affectionate he was with you.

“I brought you some food. I also found these bright orange pastries. The color reminded me of your hair, so I grabbed a few of those, too.”

“Thank you, MC,” he grinned and took the bag from your hand. His hunger had started to subside in your presence. “You’re the best. I love you.”

“Beel,” you started. He was so cute that it caught you off guard. “You’re very welcome, baby girl.”

One of Beel’s teammates wanted to laugh when he heard that, but the blush on Beel’s cheeks and the giddy grin shut him up. The other teammates who heard you kept their mouths shut, too, when then they saw how happy you had made Beel. If it had been someone they respected less, they might have teased that person, but no one would dare ridicule him. Besides, if that was something that brought joy to their teammate, they didn’t see any need to be rude.

Beel returned to reality and felt eyes on him. “Do you want to stay for practice?”

“I’m sorry, Beel, I have a lot of work to do, today. Next time, okay?”

“Wait,” he grabbed your hand, shyly playing with your fingers, “can I have a hug before you go? I’m kind of sweaty, though.”

“You can have a hug.” You couldn’t refuse him. He bent forward and engulfed you in his arms. You could feel his breath against your ears.

“Would you call me that again? In private next time.” His voice was velvet-soft and suggestive. You made him feel so small and cared for sometimes, and that drove him wild. You nodded, and he responded with a sultry “good.”

Belphegor

“MC, can you bring me a blanket?” Belphegor asked you from the couch.

“Don’t go askin’ MC to baby you. Get it yourself,” Mammon nagged.

“Yeah, but Belphie is such a cutie,” Asmo added.

“I can get you a blanket,” Beel offered.

“It’s fine. I’ll get you a blanket, Belphie,” you smiled and brought the plush blanket to him. You laid it over him.

“You shouldn’t spoil him too much, MC.” Lucifer walked by the couch to look at his baby brother curled up adorably. You ignored Lucifer and smoothed the blanket down.

“You can do with a bit of spoiling, can’t you, baby girl?” You directed your question to Belphie.

“Damn right,” he mumbled, “now you have to sit right next to me on the couch.”

His brothers failed to find words of protest. Much to all their displeasure – especially Lucifer’s – you took a seat next to Belphegor on the couch. Hidden under the cover of the blanket, he crawled onto your lap and laid his head down on your thigh. The blanket draped over you both. Belphie pretended to nap, patiently waiting for the sound – or rather the silence – indicating that all his brothers had cleared out of the common room. You felt him shift and start to caress you under the blanket. He even made attempts to remove or unzip your pants between leaving nips and kisses over your clothes.

“Belphie, not here. You should stop.”

“Make me,” he chuckled, “if you want me to stop, take me upstairs and punish me.”

Brat. Perhaps you did spoil him too much.

(dateables version) | (side characters version)

[yanderecrazysie]

I'm seeing you're doing NSFW alphabets, could you please do one for OM! Simeon? Thank you in advance!

Ofc my precious anon!

WARNINGS: yandere themes, very NSFW, mentions of non-con

A: Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Simeon is kind and loving, carding his fingers through your hair and kissing your forehead until you fall asleep in his arms.

B: Body Part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

On him, he likes his face. He’s an angel, and he knows that he’s handsome because of that. He has a, well, angelic face.

On you, he also loves your face. Human, demon, or angel, he finds your face beautiful and wouldn’t change a thing about you.

C: Cum (Anything to do with cum)

Simeon’s cum tastes amazing, to the point you’ll probably ask for more. It’s not thick, but it’s not watery either.

D: Dirty Secret

Simeon secretly wants to dominate you- be the one in complete control.

E: Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Simeon is an angel, so he has zero experience. He’s a virgin, but he’s a natural at pleasing you.

F: Favorite Position

Spooning you. He loves to feel your entire body against his.

G: Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc.)  

Simeon might make an offhand comment or two, but generally he’s serious.

H: Hair (How well-groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

He’s not only well-groomed, but his hair is soft. The carpet matches the drapes.

I: Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect)

He’s drawing you in for kiss after kiss, making sure not to squeeze your soft flesh when he runs his hands along it.

J: Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

He doesn’t jack off because he’s an angel.

K: Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Role-playing. Sometimes he’s the demon corrupting his precious angel, sometimes you’re both angels losing their wings, etc.

L: Location (Favorite places to do the do)

Simeon will do it anywhere in the safety of his own home. Counters, beds, couches, etc. No public sex though.

M: Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Physical touch. Even just putting your hand on his arm gets him thinking impure thoughts.

N: No (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Simeon would never harm you, he loves you too much for that

O: Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He’s a giver, through and through, but he knows his cum is addictive, so he lets you give if you want to.

P: Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual?)  

Simeon is slow and sensual, each thrust more like a roll of the hips, seeking your g-spot just to gently press into it.

Q: Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)  

No quickies, he needs a long time to show you just how much he loves you.

R: Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.) 

Simeon is pretty vanilla, so he’s hesitant to try new things.

S: Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

Simeon can last hours, but he can only go once.

T: Toys (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Simeon doesn’t own any toys and doesn’t like you to use them (isn’t he enough??)

U: Unfair (How much they like to tease)

Simeon can be a tease. He likes to edge you a bit and sometimes orgasm denial, but he’ll let you cum soon enough, don’t worry.

V: Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Simeon’s pretty much silent, except for heavy breathing. At the climax, though, he lets out a soft whiny moan.

W: With or without consent (Non-con or consensual?)

Simeon will never non-con you. He knows he’ll lose his wings for having sex with you, but he’ll never lose his wings because he forced you into sex.

X: X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants)

Simeon’s cock is flawless. It has no veins, is long, with an average girth, and a soft tip.

Y: Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Simeon doesn’t have much of a sex drive unless you turn him on.

Z: ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Simeon stays awake most of the night, watching you sleep, before he eventually either drifts off or waits until you wake up.

[kingsholomon]

you’ve unlocked a new devilgram story!

back in my day O.M.! solomon

[ characters ] solomon, barbatos, simeon, luke.

[ recounting ] solomon’s childhood.

[ note ] im looking at solomon as if he were a kid in the modern days like us (imagine him in a 1980 kind of setting). im disregarding that he is hundreds of years old for this short fic.

[ warnings? ] none.

[ enjoy ] reading!

[ taglist ] : @12am-motivation, @luyo-mi, @asmo-ds, @mmeowxd, @xxhome-is-where-ria-isxx, @avanae

Purgatory hall always became loud and cheerful when Barbatos came over to bake. There in the kitchen, the three of them, Barbatos, Simeon, and Luke laughed and joyfully put together whatever kind of new treat they’ve come up with.

Since Solomon had little to no cooking expertise, he was often told to sit down in the area if he wanted to talk. The sorcerer didn’t mind, he loved to watch his friends have fun doing the things that they enjoyed.

Today was particularly chatty. Barbatos talking more than usual, Simeon cracking more jokes, Luke laughing louder. Solomon lookked on with his usual smile, with his mind wandering between the wafting scent of the sweets and his own thoughts.

“Its almost like you three are a family.” Solomon chuckled, thinking out loud. Luke turned around, chocolate covered spoon still in hand. “You think so?” He looked between Barbatos and Simeon, who both sweetly smiled at him. “Oh, I see what you mean.”

The older men laughed. “What makes you randomly say that, Solomon?” Simeon asks, bright smile complimenting his cacao brown skin. The angel stopped what he was doing to turn to the sorcerer, who was in thought about his next scentence.

Solomon wore a lonely smile on his face. He looked off into space before answering to Simeon’s puzzled expression. “I think it’s because it reminds me of my own family.” he says, finally looking to Simeon again.

“Really? What was your family like, anyway?” Simeon answered before turning back around to help Barbatos put a heavy pot back into a cupboard.

Solomon was silent, deep in thought. What was his family like in these endearing moments?

(reminiscing begins)

“Solomon, be careful! It’s hot!” A female voice said with assertiveness and concern. She held her hand out to Solomon and lovingly ruffled his bright white hair. “You’re always so curious. It’s so precious!”

“It’s precious until he gets himself killed.” A thunderous male voice responded. The tall pale skinned man moved hot plates from one kitchen counter to another in plad print oven gloves.

“Honey! Stop scaring him will you?” The woman chuckled, playfully slapping the male on his muscular bicep while he bent over to put another large pan away. Little Solomon looked on with wonder, and his smile reached from one here to the other.

“Always on another planet, aren’t you Solomon.” The lady smiled. “We love you!” She said, scooping up little solomon into her arms, squeezing him tight.

Little solomon let out a small surprised gasp before returning his mothers affection. He snuggled into his mothers arms, and took in a deep breath. He smelt her familiar scent, one of love and care, and one of the comfortable space he called home.

(reminiscing ends)

Solomon smiled at his memory blessing him with an important time in his childhood. Even though those memories were made long ago, he cant help but feel like the same homey scent wafted around purgatory hall.

[plush-rabbit]

Divinity in Impurity

Request: Okay but what if I actually request solo Simeon and him moaning through prayers and being just totally repressed and painfully turned on because his precious lovely MC makes him go doki doki? And of course a shameful messy clean up :3c I love u bestieee ✨✨💋

Word Count: 2.5K

A/N: Couldn’t get this out of my head, I want him to be repressed and emotionally conflicted

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Simeon enters the House of Lamentation, a gift bag in hand and he’s grateful none of the brothers are home. At least for Beel since the angel is sure that the gluttonous demon would’ve sniffed out the lovely baked goods that he carries. The home is quiet, but he knows you’re here. He sent you a message, confirming that you would be here. The house is empty and it’ll just be you and him, sharing a treat from his home and chatting away. It’s so rare to get you alone and while he’s glad that the brothers are there to protect you, they are also highly possessive, not letting a soul get near you and even less likely to allow someone to be alone with you for so long. There’s a light feeling in his chest, making his lungs expand with air, making him feel as if he’d float away from the simple joy of spending time with you. His cheeks are starting to hurt from the smile he has etched onto his face.

Guilt may lap at him for not informing Luke or Solomon of his whereabouts, but for just once, he wants to be alone with you. He wants to sit and talk about anything other than school work and how everyone can’t seem to focus on the task at hand. He wants to talk with you, learn more about you until you’re all that fills his mind. Or at least, occupy it.

He’s excited, standing at your door and he knocks, a smile on his face. Patience is something that he’s born with, having the time and mind to save those that stray from the path of light, to mentor the young angels, and to grant him his title. Yet, he can’t stay patient. He’s at your door, he can hear you hum and only a piece of wood separates you for him. His patience is thinned, eagerness taking over and he turns the knob to your door. All he wants to do is see you, to be unbothered as he spends time with you and listens to you talk. He wants you, that’s all he wants. The knob is cold underneath his hand, and he steps into your room, greeting you with a wide smile.

The bag tightens in his hands, his eyes widening slightly and smile falling. You stand in front of him, slightly turned away, a shirt pressed against your tummy, your chest bare and legs naked, the only clothing you have on is your underwear, shaped to your body. Your eyes are wide, a heavy flush takes over your face and he’s expecting you to yell, an apology already at his tongue, his eyes dipping for just a moment, catching the swell of your breasts, the lovely aroma of the cream you wear, your fingers that twitch ever so slightly as you grasp the shirt in your hand.

“Simeon?” You call, and he’s quick to dart his eyes back to meet yours- back to where they belong. “I appreciate you coming over, but could you-” you gesture your head towards the door- “you know, leave for a moment?” You smile at him, the shirt in your hands now fisted tightly.

“Ah, yes, of course.” He nods his head, trying painfully to grapes at his composure that is now slipping through his fingers. “I’m terribly sorry,” he mutters, exiting the door, the door clicking behind him.

Rather than sit there and wait, he glances at the door, knowing you’re behind it, your body untethered by cloth and bare. He leaves, his steps quick and quiet, walking away without so much as a goodbye. How could he possibly stay there? How could he look you in the eyes when he was so obviously staring at your body? How could he have done something so raw and primal of him- something that isn’t him.

He hadn’t meant to walk in on you while changing but- he bites his tongue, his face hot and an aching pain in stomach. There is no “buts” or ‘ifs’ or anything of the sort. He should have known to knock before he entered your room. He’s an angel, of course he should have knocked. It doesn’t matter if you two are close, it doesn’t excuse his action for being so forward. He was just so excited to go and see you, to gift you a treat sent from the Celestial Realm. Oh- the treat. It’s still in the bag, protected by a glass casing and covered with tissue papers that glitters under the light. He had forgotten to give it to you in his rush.

There’s no going back now, not when he saw you and had the audacity to even stare at you. He’s humiliated. His face burning and any breath that he has is taken from him, squeezed out of his body and forced out. He runs to the safety of his room, glad that no one seems to be home. He slams the door, his back pressed against the wood and when he closes his eyes, he can still see you- your body bare and nipples pert, your face holding a slight flush. He can see everything behind his eyes. The lock quickly snaps into place, his steps hurried as he walks toward the small table in his room.

He places the bag down on a table as he rests on the chair provided in his room. He leans back, the cushion soft underneath him. The wood is scratched at by his covered hands, his gaze focused on the wall. Simeon mumbles under his breath, an apology said to no one, his bottom lip teased by his teeth.

How could he possibly face you tomorrow? How could he do anything after what he just witnessed and did? He removes his gloves, dragging a free hand down his face, leaving the palm to cover his mouth. His phone buzzes in his pocket and he reaches for it in the same second, half hoping and half dreading that it’ll be you.

It is.

You ask where he went. You even apologize, saying that you mustn’t have heard him.

He laughs bitterly. You apologize to him. He was the one who entered your room without permission, invaded your trust and yet, you were the one who was apologizing. He simply leaves the message on read, not knowing what to tell you. Would you believe him if he told you that he had felt sick? Probably not, but for his sake, you would have, he’s sure of it.

He sucks in a deep breath, his eyes on the wall and there’s an unfamiliar itch in his body. Or rather an itch that he shouldn’t scratch at. Looking down only confirms his suspicion. He’s erect. Could it be from you? He sighs. What a silly question. Of course it is.

It’s wrong of him to even keep the image of you ingrained in his head. “Touch me, O Lord, and fill me with your light and your hope. Amen,” Simeon whispers under his breath, trying so desperately to keep his hands away from his erection. It pains him so, his body growing hotter by the second, sweat starting to bead and eyes watering at the tempting fate of actually touching himself to you. “Please Father,” he whispers, “grant me strength. I can’t- I am but a humble servant of yours. Please take away all these sinful thoughts.”

His chest trembles, his mouth dry and tongue thick. There’s a pressure against his stomach, his hands grip at his thighs, his head bowed and no matter what, you are just in his mind. Perhaps you’re the real sin, the real test in all of God’s Grand Plan. How is he supposed to be an angel when a human of all things is the one that is turning him to sin. The one being who has managed to ruin him, to unthread his wings and have him even think of reaching out to you and be selfish.

The unzipping of his zipper is loud, echoing in his ears, drowning out the holy blood that rushes inside of him. He lets out a sigh when his cock is free, the cool air in his room making contact with the hot flesh. When his hand wraps around himself, he lets out a sob. It’s filthy, but at the same time, it’s something that makes his mouth water and want more. You are the most beautiful sin, the one that he will risk everything for, for just a chance to touch you.

“Please forgive me,” he whispers. He’s unsure of who he’s speaking to. He doesn’t know if he’s asking father for forgiveness, unknowing if his message is reaching out, unknowing if he’s hidden from his light and his view; or if he’s apologizing to you, for walking in on you and now pleasuring himself to the thought of you.

You are all that invades his mind, his hand wrapped tightly around his cock, the ridges underneath his fingertips pulsing with heat. You stand bare in front of him, your body soft and blemished with little scars and ridges. He tightens his grip, his teeth clenched and jaw starting to ache. He’s touched your hand before, felt how soft you are, how loving your touch can be and he can only wonder if you're still gentle in bed. If you’d play the act of the blushing virgin under him, if you’d whimper and buck your hips if he were to kiss at your neck and cup your sex under his hand. You allowed him to stare, even if it was for just a moment, you had reelected so calmly, smiling at him, acting as if he were your lover who had seen your body countless times before. You are molded under God’s light, given freedom and kissed with the gentle lips of God, birthed and given existence, your path defined only by you, and you’ve allowed him to see that. You had acted so calmly, telling him with a smile if he could excuse himself for a bit. It’s almost as if you were used to that sort of thing. He stops in his movements, his eyes wide and breaths coming out in uneven pants. You live with demons, you must be used to that. To have such devils enter unannounced and watch you strip yourselves from your clothes.

The thought fills him with fury, his lips curled and brows knitted together. Yet, his hand continues to pump at his cock. The ridges near his cockhead tingle under his thumb, his head thrown back and eyes shut tightly.

His thighs tense, the muscles in him pulled taut as his grip tightens. “Something so tainted shouldn’t be the thing to witness you,” he hisses through his teeth, brows furrowed and hips bucking. “It’s outrageous that they’re the ones you live with. Beings so full-” his voice cracks, his head dipping down- “full of sin, touching and dirtying you.” His cockhead leaks with pearly white semen, dripping off his cock in heavy, thick strands.

When he closes his eyes, he can imagine you, dressed in white, spread before him, pleading with him to be gentle- you’d be the blushing virgin, ready to take in God’s Grace and kiss lips so pure that you’ll whine against him. You’ll be under him, your fingers lost in your sex as you tell him that you’ve been waiting for this moment. His pace quickens, his eyes closed as he thinks as to how you’d feel. Your thighs plump and your walls tight around his cock, your sex pulsing under his touch. You’d kiss him and he'd return it. He lets out a cracked moan, his breath sharp and head thrown back.

Beside him, his phone rings. He gives a slight turn, his clean hand going to lift the phone. A deep frown settles on his burning face as he realizes what he’s done and to who he’s done it to. Your image fills his phone, a call from you. He clears his throat, and quickly accepts your call.

“Simeon!” You sound worried and the tugs at his heartstrings and further cements his guilt. “I was worried, you didn’t reply to me. Are you okay?”

“I-” his voice cracks, and with a deeper flush, he clears his throat. He wonders if you know what he just did. He wonders if you would figure out what he’s doing as he listens to your voice. “Ah! I’m sorry, I thought I had replied to you but it seems like I hadn’t. I- uh,” he bites on his lip, trying in vain to muffle his moan- “My mistake. I- I just, I needed to get something,” his voice strains at the last word. “I’ll be over shortly. I promise.”

“Simeon,” the way you call his name makes him tug harder at his cock, “if this is about what you saw, then it’s okay. I know you. You didn’t mean to.” You sound so sweet, trying to comfort him while he’s doing something so perverse. “Listen, if you want, we can forget that that happened and start new, okay?”

“Really?” he breathes out, already closer to his high. “I would appreciate that. I-” His nail grazes over a vein and he lets out a deep groan.

“Simeon, you okay?” You say hurriedly. “You sound hurt.”

“I just bumped into a table,” he laughs breathlessly, his phone pressed roughly into his ear. “I’m sorry for worrying you,” he mumbles. “I’ll be over shortly, my dear. Just wait a moment.”

He barely has a chance to hear you say goodbye before he ends the call. “Fuck,” he groans, snapping his mouth close and turning his head, sliding his hand up and down his cock. Clicking noises fill the room, his cock pulsing in his hand, feeling as if it were about to burst. So heavy and foreign in his hand, Simeon pushes past the thought of his own hand touching himself, and tries to imagine yours. He thinks of your voice, of how you said his name, rushed and high, calling out to him.

You’re this glowing thing, something so pure but also full of sin, so human and lovely for it. You’d be this thing he was able to touch, this person who would love him and beg for touch. Under his wing, you’d be protected, cared and loved. Tears brim his eyes, trailing down his cheeks in hot flashes, sparking and disappearing into nothing before they have the chance to wet his hand. He’s already so close, his stomach knotting together, and body beginning to shake. As he releases, his free hand covers his mouth, muffling his moans that are drenched in cries. His seed is thick, coating his hand and leaving him in burning ropes. He looks at his hand covered in semen and he wonders if you would have been so kind to lick it off of him, to treat him as if it were your finest meal. His cock twitches at the thought, dribbling out more semen onto the seat.

Simeon lays in his afterglow, taking deep, slow breaths, his palm open, his seed dripping onto the floor in syrupy strands. The tear tracks begin to dry, his eyes still watery and the image of his ceiling blurry. With a wince, he stands, and grabs at his soft cock, walking to the nightstand and pulling out tissues. It’s humiliating to cleanse himself, to dry off his semen and to wash his hands. He can’t touch you with his hand, with a hand that had sullied the image of you in his mind, that had gripped at his own cock and covered himself in seed. The semen comes off of him in rushed waves, slipping down the drain and leaving his hand wet and clean as if there was nothing there to begin with. In the mirror, he is greeted by his reflection- messy hair and flushed cheeks, tears in his eyes and puffy lips from being bitten by. He wonders if you’d recognize this dirtied version of an angel when he greeted you. He wonders if you’d still hold his hand that grasped his cock not too long ago. With another message from you, he grabs the sweet he was supposed to bring, giving a glance to the gloves that rest on the arm of the chair. With a sigh, he decides to leave them there, hoping to hold your hand and memorize the feel of it

[cas-rivaille]

Hi! Can I request a obey me hc where the MC is a leader of a very big mafia gang in the human world?

YES !??!?

(ahaha this def isn't the plot of one of my scripts where i run a mafia gang because i thought it would be cool and it's amazing you requested this)

tags: mentions of weapons, mild swearing, protective brothers and datables (i didn't include luke because it's a mafia gang thing and he's precious child and i want abt to put him in harms way)

a/n: i also didn't write the thoughts for dia, barb, simeon, or solomon because i honestly couldn't think of anything i'm sorry

MC as a Mafia leader in the human world

When you came to the Devildom, you were in another world, rendering everything in the human world useless. You spent so much time trying to adjust, that your life in the human world was almost forgotten.

Almost.

It wasn't long before Lord Diavolo announced you would be going on a trip to the human world. Suddenly you remembered everything you would go back to. If only you were aware of the chaos that would unfold. When you got to the human world, in your town you previously lived in, there was maybe a minute of peace before chaos erupted.

Once you stepped out of the alleyway that Diavolo teleported the group of you into, nearly half the people on the street turned and looked at you. Some of them ran, others pulled out their phones and made calls, and about four or five came rushing towards you asking where you'd been.

You recognized the men that had the gall to come up to you, they were some of the more high ranking commanders. However, your second in command was not among them. The brothers protectively stepped around you, not knowing who these people were. Clearly that was the wrong move.

In an instant the street was clear of citizens and there were members of your gang with their weapons drawn or their hands near their weapon. Diavolo stood behind you, glaring at the men in front. Simeon and Solomon were on edge. The atmosphere was tense. Barbatos was the first to speak.

"I'd advise you stand down," He spoke with a hum in his voice to the men in your gang.

"I could say the same to you," Said a voice emerging from the other side of the street. Slowly the person walked forward. It was your second in command.

"Who are you to be acting like this around our commander ? They disappeared four months ago and show up again like nothing ? Forgive us if we're a little curious," Your second spoke in a teasing manor, eyeing everyone carefully.

Lucifer -

- commander ?

- who ? mc a commander ? of what ?

- who are these people and where did they come from ?

- *protection mode activated*

- the only reason he's not in demon form and ready to attack is bc diavolo is here

- looks at all his brothers and makes sure they understand exactly what he means with one look

- this man is next to dia full on ready to fight

"Who are you calling com-"

You interrupt Lucifer.

"Everyone stand down, this is all just a bit misunderstanding," You say as quickly as possible to stop any conflict. Everyone directs their attention towards you.

"Commander who are these people ?" Your second asks.

"They're my friends, there's no need to be hostile. Everyone stand down," You say, looking around at all the people. They immediately lower their weapons, some of them even holster them. Your second on the other hand, known for standing up to you, doesn't lower their weapon.

"All due respect commander, but I won't stand down until I know they aren't a threat," You second looks you dead in the eye. You sigh. You then direct your attention to the boys surrounding you.

"Guys, back off a bit please. I'm fine. They aren't a threat," You say, tired.

The brothers ease up a bit, but you can still see the tension in their muscles. Diavolo, Barbatos, Simeon, and Solomon stood behind you protectively still, but also stepped back.

Lucifer steps forward and makes eye contact with you.

"What's going on MC ?" Lucifer asks.

"Okay so, gang this is Lucifer, Mammon, Levi, Satan, Beel, Asmo, Barbatos, Belphie, Solomon, Simeon, Barbatos, and Diavolo. Boys, this is my gang," You say while pointing to everyone and talking as fast as possible.

Mammon -

- he eased up on his defensive stance, but he never let your hand go

- as to be expected because you're HIS human

- anyways

- gang ??

- what do you mean gang ??

- like a club or should he be running

- very confused boi but just wants to protect you no matter what

Mammon squeezes your hand lightly. You look at him.

"What do you mean gang ?" He asks.

"I- uh.. well you see, it's exactly how it sounds," You respond.

The confusion on Mammon's face only grows.

"I am the leader of a gang. Here in the human world?" You say while shrugging your shoulders.

The boys all look at you like you've grown a second head.

"You run a gang ?" Mammon says after a moment of silence between all of them.

"Is that so surprising ?" Your second asks.

Leviathan -

- surprising ??

- surprising ??????

- the same mc that would stay up until two am playing animal crossing with him ?

- the same mc that bought him plushies of his favorite characters ?

- mc who would cosplay with him

- how could someone who makes sure he takes care of himself and basically babies him but on a friend level, be the commander of a gang ?

- lowkey thinks it's badass because he is the grand admiral of his own army

- gets distracted and starts fangirling over you

"How long have you been the commander of a gang?" Levi excitedly asks.

"Two years, before I went to the devildom that is," You respond, slightly bouncing off Levi's excitement.

"The what?" Your second asks, interrupting.

"The- oh. Wait a minute," You say and turn to Diavolo.

"Am I allowed to tell them ?" You half whisper to Dia.

"If you see fit. This situation is entirely new to me," Dia half whispers back. Barbatos leans in and joins the conversation.

"I sense utter loyalty to you, MC, if you trust them then I advise we should too," Barbatos speaks quietly.

You turn back to your gang.

"Okay so the reason I vanished for four months is because I went to 'hell' as an exchange student. Now I realize that may sound crazy, but these guys are all demons," You say while roughly gesturing to the brothers, Dia, and Barbatos, "He's an angel," You say and point to Simeon, "And he's a human, but immortal, I think. I don't really know Solomon is the textbook definition of an enigma," You say while waving at Solomon in gesture.

Your gang stares at you, bewildered. The person next to your second starts laughing hysterically. Your second glares at him but the laughter doesn't stop.

Levi, knowing exactly how it feels to be laughed at and not believed, starts talking.

"Need proof ?" He asks. In the blink of an eye he's in his demon form.

Your gang steps back, eyes wide, their hands near their weapons.

Satan -

- there's no way satan isn't dragging you back to his room after this to talk about your gang

- thinks it's attractive as hell, MC in a position of power ? that's the stuff

- takes a moment to register why levi is in his demon form, but feels his wrath and changes too

- steps closer to you

- he's still mad you never told him, but he won't take it out on you

- honestly just wants to know the truth

After Satan changes too, the rest of the brothers join in

Except Lucifer, who looks very displeased. Diavolo laughs at Lucifer's discontentment. Satan smirks as well, knowing he made Lucifer angry.

Your second is the first to speak.

"Okay what the fuck," Is the only thing said.

"MC did explain that we're demons, were you listening ?" Satan asks coyly.

"Right then. So it's actually true ?" Your second asks, looking at you.

"Yes, why would I lie ?" You say back.

There is a moment of silence. No one moves or says anything.

"So I take it this means we can't tell anyone ?" Your second asks.

"No, you cant. But I know you're all more than capable of keeping secrets," You laugh a little. The atmosphere lightens up. Your second laughs with you.

Asmo -

- your laugh is so adorable to him

- not the time thoughts

- he also thinks it's attractive you run a gang

- admires how you were able to change the atmosphere and how these people listen to you

- will totally tease you and call you commander

- joins in on lightening the mood

"Right then, how about we all go get a drink and discuss the events of the last four months over dinner ?" Asmo says.

"Is there even a restaurant big enough to hold all of us ?" Satan asks.

"Yeah, we can use the base," You say.

"Of course, it's still the same as you left it commander," Your second joins in.

"Then it's settled, let's go !" Asmo smiles.

Beel -

- definitely not opposed to having food

- is a little hurt you didn't tell him, but ultimately understands

- he wants to hear about your adventures

- wonders if he can spend more time with you to hear about said adventures

- does this mean you can fight ?

- if so can you train with him ?

"Does this mean we get human world food ?" Beel asks, looking at you.

"Yep !!" You respond.

Beel changes out of his demon form with a smile on his face.

"I'll also show you guys our base of operations and give you a tour. I can also show you where I used to live too !!" You say excitedly.

The other brothers change out of their demon forms.

Your second starts to walk and lead the way to the base. Everyone follows.

Belphie -

- to be honest he doesn't care you're a gang leader

- he just wants to sleep and spend time with you

- if those two things coincide then good for him

- he does think it's cool tho

"So, you're gonna tell us everything right ?" Belphie asks.

"Yes. I'll tell you guys about my life here and then I'll tell my gang about my life with you all," You say.

"Good, as long as things get cleared up," Belphie says and yawns.

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SORRY IT GOT REALLY SHORT AT THE END IM REALLY TIRED BUT THANK YOU FOR THE REQUEST I HOPE YOU LIKE IT !!

- cas :)

[sevendeadlymorons]

Hey I saw your requests where open and I was wondering if you could do an Mc wrote a love poems for them and left them in random spots where they would find them? Maybe with the side datebles?

Thought these two went nicely together so yeah, thanks @kitsune25 and @starcub17, I love these ideas sm x

Brothers + Dateables Reaction to MC Leaving Love Letters and Gifts for Them

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Lucifer

Starts finding love letters addressed to him all over his room

Found one in his underwear drawer the once...

He’s not dense, he knew it was from you as soon as he started reading it, the vocabulary exactly the same as yours and your perfect signature sign off right at the very end

His heart could’ve melted when he also started finding heaps of chocolates and bouquets of flowers scattered with the letters

Let’s the letters and gifts continue, each one getting more creative and filled with love until he decides to go find you

When he eventually finds you, he pulls you into a tight embrace, holding you with all the pent up emotions the letters and presents had left him feeling

Doesn’t let go for a while as he enjoys the warmth of your flush cheeks pressed against his neck

Mammon

Finding letters built up all over his room was so strange to him as he picked up the first one he saw

It had glitter glued on it and a pretty red card inside with a perfectly written love letter

He begins to read it, words stuck in his throat as his heart pounds in his chest after he reads your name at the end, butterflies now forming deep in his stomach

He looks to the side to see some chocolate and a few pennies, which made him laugh as he stuffs them all in his pockets

The gifts and letters kept coming as he began to fall deeper in love until he couldn’t take it any longer; setting out to find you immediately

He soon finds you, grabbing you by the shoulders and pulling you in, cuddling his face into your neck and smiling giddily

He never wanted your gifts and love confessions to end as he held you tight in his arms for as long as he could

Leviathan

Finding the first letter he was straight up shocked. Who would want to give a yucky otaku like him a love letter?

Opening it up to find a little card with goldfish on it and a romantically written love letter made his cheeks burn red

This has to be a joke... but when he read your signature at the end, he had hope. Maybe it wasn’t a joke...

He smiled like a kid who’s crush confessed to him finally and frantically looked for more letters

He soon found your presents, boxes of chocolates and roses tied with a beautiful blue ribbon

He felt his knees go weak and he chuckled, soon rushing out of his room to find you and hold you tighter than he ever has before

After finding you and practically throwing himself into your embrace, he felt a few tears form in his eyes as he soon got overwhelmed, realising how much you may actually love him...

Satan

He started finding letters one day all over his room, one even pinned to his RAD uniform

Opening them, he found they were filled with little cat paws. That alone made his heart skip a beat, but after reading it, it was now thoroughly pounding in his chest

He reads it over and over again as he feels his cheeks glow red and a smile form on his lips

He looks to the side of the letters and sees a bouquet of his favourite flowers and a book he’d recently wanted

He felt so lucky to have you as he held the precious letter to his chest, keeping every single one he finds hidden somewhere in his room

After finding more and more presents, he couldn’t take it as he went looking for you, a smile still prominent on his lips

Crashes into you out of nowhere and holds you to his chest, squeezing your shoulders with the singular rose he found still in his hand, realising he never wants this love to disappear

Asmodeus

Weirdly, finding letters in his room didn’t surprise him as he’s had some fans sneak in his room before to leave them

But when he opened one up and saw it containing petals and a beautiful love letter, recognising the handwriting immediately, he just knew he had to read it

A love letter from you made his heart pound in his chest, rereading it over and over again just to feel the overwhelming feeling of love that was put into it

Right next to it was his favourite perfume and some flowers in a gorgeous gold painted box

He couldn’t contain the tears as they came flooding, rushing to you to give you a huge hug and kiss you all over that sweet face of yours

He truly couldn’t ask for someone as good as you in his life and sometimes, he loved you so more more than he loved himself

May or may not have started sending you presents and love letters back too

Beelzebub

First thing he saw in the morning was a bright Orange letter pressed to his chest

He opened it and inside was a little drawn chicken leg; a stupid food pun written right next to it that made him chuckle

He read it slowly, admiring how much love was put in to it as he began to to feel his heart thump and a sappy smile spread on his face

Then he read your name and he’d never felt as happy as he did then, holding it to his chest and smiling so wide with a bright red face

As the letters kept coming and the little gifts of roses that were actually chocolates flooded his room, the happier and more in love he became until he soon left his room to find you one morning

He pulls you into a hug; holding you like his life depends on it, squeezing you tighter every time he remembers a line from your love letter

You two stay like that for a while until you go off and share the chocolate roses you gave him

Belphegor

Seeing a letter on his side table first thing in the morning definitely caught his interest as he opens it up to find it covered in light blue clouds and stars

He begins smiling as he reads the first line, the handwriting neat and perfected, almost exactly like yours

When he reads the name at the end, he couldn’t stop blushing as he realises you wrote this for him and him only; his heart beats wildly and he places the letter on his knees so he can process the absolute sweetness that just came from the letter

He laughs to himself as he spots the little star projector from across the room, the one he always wanted, along with chocolates in the shapes of moons and more clouds

Feeling this intense love in his chest and these butterflies in his stomach was enough to force him out of bed and go to jump straight into yours

He snuggles into your bed, holding you tightly and rubbing his face into your neck lovingly, pressing you up against him and refusing to move from your side for a good hour

Diavolo

Wasn’t too sure how there were letters all over his room every single morning, but he decides to read one anyway

Picking up the first ome, he begins to read and suddenly it all makes sense as he feels his heart speed up in his chest as he finally reads your signature at the end

He’s filled with love and admiration as he picks up the next one, then the next one and keeps reading until they’re all finished

He keeps them all, along with the little presents of flowers you give him, all kept in vases around his bedroom so he can see them every single day

One letter finally made him realises how much he wanted to hold you though as he quickly made his way towards you

He grabs you and pull you into a locked hug, pressing his nose into your neck and blushing onto your skin as he feels your hands wrap around his back

Holding you there, he realised how much he really needed that hug, and how much he really needed you

Barbatos

Finding letters everywhere was odd to him because he was sure he locked the door to his room...

But also because he was just the butler. Perhaps it’s for Diavolo?

Curiosity got the best of him as he opened it and started reading, soon realising it was a love letter and the writing felt familiar

He got to the end, a smile on his face and read the name... it was yours, and he’s never blushes harder in his life, his stomach funny with feeling of love

He laughs as he notices the huge bouquet of his favourite flowers sat on the dresser, wrapped in a royal purple bow. He was overwhelmed with all this affection but went over to water the flowers a little either way

He decides to pay you a visit after a few days, knocking on your door and pulling you into a pleasant hug suddenly, loosening up when he feels your arms wrap around his waist

He never knew he needed this affection until he actually received it. He’s so thankful you’re by his side

Simeon

When he suddenly woke up to letters all over his room one morning, to say he was confused may’ve been an understatement

He opened one up, an angelic cream colour with neat cursive writing filling the sheet

He scans over it, admiring how perfectly it was written, like lots of time was put into it, and he feels so overwhelmed with love that he can’t stop himself from blushing

After reading your name at the end, that was it, his composure was lost as his face goes red and he covers his mouth, flustered and still trying to accept this was actually happening to him

He smiles deeply as he sees the beautiful white fuchsias placed next to the letter along with a small elegant teacup

He feels so happy. He rushes over to your room and knocks on the door, pulling you into his arms and stroking your hair as soon as the door opens

Brings you flowers from out in the garden sometimes with a little love poem attached to it

Solomon

Woke up to see a letter attached to his wardrobe which honestly startled him at first because how did someone get in his bedroom

But he opened it anyway, noticing it was filled with stars on a night sky, the writing delicate and neat, exactly like yours

He had a hunch it was your letter in the first place but he continued to get flustered whilst reading it anyway, feeling his lips curl up into a giddy smile

He sighs and chuckles at the display of flowers all along his dresser, each one rare and unique and as dark as the night sky, the particular type he loves

He picks one up and inspects it, feeling a smile spread across his lips again as his stomach fills with excitement and his heart fills completely with love

He brings it with him when he goes to see you soon after, meeting you and offering you the same flower graciously, then proceeding to pull you into a hug and rest his chin on your head

He’s never found anybody who’s loved him like you do; his heart couldn’t take it as he holds you tighter, smiling into your skin

I absolutely loved writing this one, thank you so much for requesting this, it made my night x

[sugaslilsugabby]

Corrupt

F!reader x Simeon

Obey me

⚠️WARNINGS: NSFW, Dom angel bby, overall pure filth⚠️

18+ I am an adult writing this, minors do not interact pls and thank you. No reposting. Reblogs are appreciated 🥺💗

A/N: I finally finished writing this after a WHILE of procrastinating bc I’m a terrible writer, thank you so much @letgobro for being so patient with me even though this was requested forever ago 🥺💗

It was safe to say as much as you loved the brothers you would always confide in Simeon the most. The way he would call you his “little lamb” would send shivers down your spine, he was so sweet and caring, especially to young Luke no matter how feisty he may be. What you did not expect was for him to have a more dominant side, and you would’ve never known about it if it weren’t for tonight.

It was Saturday, or as Asmo liked to call it “The day where we can get fucked up and not have to worry about classes the next day.” So he decided it was a perfect idea for a visit to The Fall, while Barbatos watched Luke in the Demon Lord’s castle for the night.

You heard a squeal from behind you, the Avatar of Lust clapping his approvingly at the skin-tight black dress that clung to your every curve and accentuating them nicely. “Darling you look STUNNING!” He said as he looked over every inch of your body, “Asmo this is a little too showy, it’s not like I’m trying to impress someone.” You said whilst staring at yourself in the mirror. You heard a small ‘tsk tsk tsk’ come from behind you, “I see how you look at Simeon, you literally GLOW! You can’t fool the Avatar of Lust honey.” He said as he handed you a pair of black pumps.

“He’s a literal angel Asmo, isn’t premarital sex a sin or something?” You said rolling your eyes, “Besides; even if he COULD he doesn’t see me as anything more than a friend.” You said, putting the finishing touches on your makeup, swiping the lip gloss against your plump lips you stare at yourself in the mirror. “Whatever darling, let’s just go have some fun!”

You sighed, the club was in full swing. Demons grinding up on each other, demons playing tongue hockey in the back of the club, and the strong smell of demonus and other alcoholic drinks in the air. You sat at a booth, demonus in hand as you stared out into the crowd. Everyone was having a good time and here you were alone. “What have we here? Looks like a certain little lamb strayed away from the group.” You looked up startled to see Simeon, a small smile on his face, drink in hand. “Ah, Simeon! I didn’t think clubs were something you enjoyed.” You said, scooting over to let him in.

“I don’t dislike them, we just don’t have many in the celestial realm. What are you doing alone? I’m surprised Asmodeus hasn’t tried to set you up with someone.” He said, chuckling softly. You giggled, “Oh trust me he has. I’m just not interested, not interested in them anyway.” You said softly.

“Oh? But you are interested in somebody? Do tell little lamb.” Simeon said teasingly, his elbows resting on the table as he cradles his head in his hands. “That is a secret I won’t tell, sorry Simeon.” You said, turning your head, blushing slightly.

You felt a big strong hand on your thigh, his other hand softly grabbing your chin to make you face him. You avert your eyes, a pink tint evident on your cheeks. “S-Simeon!” You heard him chuckled, his face nearing yours. “If I were to tell you that I am in love with you what would your answer be little lamb?” Your heart began beating loudly, your pupils dilating as you looked at the angel that currently had you in the palm of his hand, without thinking you pushed your lips on his, your body instantly relaxing against him as he deepened the kiss.

You let out a whiny moan, as he broke the kiss. His eyes now darkened with lust as he caressed your thigh, “Forgive me but I simply cannot hold back anymore.” He said as he picked you up bridal style, your arms instantly circling his neck as he carried you back to Purgatory Hall.

He threw the door to his room open, kicking it closed with his foot as he placed you on his bed, instantly pinning you down. “Do you know how hard I’ve been trying to keep myself calm around you? Every time I go into heat I can’t stop thinking about your lips wrapped around my cock, you drive me insane Y/N.” Simeon said, his hand coming down to your now-soaked lace panties. He let out a groan, his fingers ever so slightly teasing your soaking folds.

“S-Simeon please!” You heard him chuckle as he placed kisses down your neck, leaving a mark on your breast. “Please what darling? I can’t give you what you want if you don’t tell me. Be a good girl and tell me.” You bucked against his finger, whimpering slightly as you try to gain more friction. “Simeon don’t tease me, want you.” You said breathlessly. He let out a playful growl as he ripped off your dress, your panties following the same fate. A groan came from his throat as he eyed your slick pussy, licking his lips he pressed playful kisses to your inner thighs, “So needy baby, I’ll give you what you want just be patient.” He says, his fingers trailing up to your folds.

He spread your slick lips, placing a kiss on your pearl before licking a long stripe up your delicate flower. Your back arching at the sensation of the angel eating you like it was his last meal, your hands ran through his silky hair, clinging to it as pleasure came in waves through your body. “F-Fuck Simeon, your gonna make me cum!” You shrieked, your eyes rolling to the back of your skull as every nerve-ending in your body was set alight. “That’s it baby, let it out. Good fucking girl.” Simeon said, lapping up your cum as you rode out your high.

You tugged at his shirt softly, “Wanna see you too..” Palming his erect cock through his pants, a moan falling from his lips. It sounded so heavenly yet oh so sinful at the same time. He pulled away and stood up from the bed, ridding himself of his shirts and pants, your legs squeezed together at the sight of his taught chest. He grabbed you by the arms, planting you on the floor in front of him, your mouth watering at the fact that you were now face-to-face with the still covered thick erection. “You looked so fucked out and I haven’t even fucked your tight little pussy.” he cooed as he removed his boxers.

He let out a hiss, his thick cock standing tall, pre-cum leaking out of the swollen tip. He grabbed your hair, tilting you to look up at him, “Mouth open little lamb, wanna feel your lips around my cock.” You opened your mouth, looking up at him innocently as he slid the tip of his cock in, he let out a guttural groan as his hips bucked at the feeling, pushing your head down and gagging you on his cock, head thrown back in pleasure. He steadily began face fucking you, drool and precum trickling down the sides of your mouth, big doe eyes looking up at him with tears.

As much as Simeon wanted to cum down your throat he pulled out. Picking you up and laying you on the bed once more. You bucked your hips upward, “Please Simeon!” A sinful chuckle fell from his puffy lips as he hovered over you, strong arms holding him up as he teasingly ghosted your lips, “So eager little one, do you want my cock that bad?” You let out a gasp as the tip of cock rubbed against your now swollen nub, your hips bucking upwards for more friction, a low groan came from above you as Simeon guided his tip to your slick entrance.

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as he sheathed himself into your drooling cunt, your nail digging crescents into his shoulder, “F-Fuck! S’big Simeon!!” He lowered his head down to your neck, letting out a growl as he sunk his teeth into you, “I’m not even fully in angel, so tight for me.” You whimpered, rutting your hips against him, desperately wanting to feel the rest of him. Simeon pulled out to ram back into you, a shriek escaping your lips. Your slick cunt deliciously stretched around him, “Such a good girl for me, so fucked out, all for me.” He licked his lips, fingers coming down to rub your clit as he quickened his pace, a broken moan leaving your parted mouth as you felt the white-hot pleasure consuming you once again, you had never felt this good during sex, “S-Simeon, s’too much, mmmm g-gonna cum!” Fingers never relenting their pace on your engorged clit as the words ‘cum for me again Y/N’ left his mouth, you clamped down on his cock, arousal coating his cock, a couple more thrusts as you felt his hips stutter, a choked moan escaping him as he came, thick ropes of his cum coating your gummy walls.

As you came down from your high you let out a whimper, feeling empty as Simeon pulled out, getting up and starting the bath for the both of you, “Come here, pretty girl.” He cooed as he scooped you up in his arms, your arms wrapping around his neck. Sitting both of you in the tub as he littered your face in kisses. It was pure bliss and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

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[inviouswriting]

uhh simeon's reaction to F/MC endearingly holding their child, singing a soft lullaby to make them sleep owa owa

This is so precious soft, I love it.

Simeon x Fem!reader.

Fluff. mentions for children and newborns.

The road to being parents was long and hard. You and Simeon are barely parents for three weeks. You still struggle with standing, getting use to sore breasts from feedings, and a very doting Simeon who never wants to put the baby down for long.

You watch him alot as he has this natural charm with them, they're almost soothed entirely whenever he holds them. You suspect it has something to do with him being an angel still. You would hear him in the middle of the night as he got up to tend to let you sleep a little longer.

It isn't until there was a day where Simeon was out of the house, letting you bond with your baby. You wonder how you have been blessed, they resemble more of Simeon's features down to the blue eyes you caught when their eyes squeezed open a little. Gentle cooing from you and you see why Simeon is so enthralled.

You hum a soft song you remember from your mother when she sang to you. The song sounding louder, and Simeon had just gotten home. He listens to hear music coming from the nursery room. He thought you were playing music.

So when Simeon approaches the doorway he sees your back to him, and you nuzzling your face affectionately to the newborn, singing this song he has never heard before.

The angel keeps quiet as he watches you soothe and ensure this baby is asleep by the end of the song, having been changed and fed not too long ago. Simeon feels his heart melting all over as he sees such endearment and purity before him.

Simeon sees you turning and your eyes widen seeing your beloved standing in the doorway. You dull the singing down to a hum, and look at him with loving eyes while hiding your blush into the tummy of the infant in your arms.

You set the baby down in the crib, and Simeon takes the opportunity to approach you to hug you to himself. He doesn't break the silence in the room, for fear of undoing your hard work to get the child to sleep. So he walks you back to the bed to have you lie down and curl up in his arms.

Simeon tugs you closer till you are nuzzling his face in the same way you were doing to your baby. He returns his affection, while seeking to hold your hands in his, you take advantage of being in his arms to sleep a little longer, and he does as well.

Till the next round of care is needed, he assures you he'll take care of things for you to sleep. You smile into his cheek giving it a kiss, he repeats it onto your face.

You enjoy the quiet save for the soft breathing of both Simeon and your child in the room. All the endless love you need.

[thinking-about-sw33ts]

𝙷𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚂𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚜! 𝙸 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝙷𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚢. 𝙸𝚏 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜/𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚛𝚜 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚏𝚒𝚡 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖!~★

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⭐️ℍ𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕊𝕡𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕒𝕝: 𝕋𝕖𝕒 𝔾𝕒𝕞𝕖⭐️

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Type:

❓Unknown❓

✨Special✨

Love interest for reader:

💚Satan💚

💗Asmodeus💗

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🚻(Y/N)’s P.O.V🚻(Point of View):

I ran, ran as far as I could. But, with the demon known as Asmodeus on my tail, it was unfairly hard to do so. As I continued running, I saw another student in the direction I was heading to. I slowly got closer to them, only to realise it was Satan.

I couldn't stop myself in time. I roughly collided into his torso. I looked up at him, my (E/C) filled with nothing but fear. Satan wraps a hand around my back, making sure I won’t get away. “(Y/N), I hate getting angry at you, so don’t run away from me, understand?~” Satan scolded, raising my chin with his hand, making me look up at him, before shifting his hand over to my lips.

Running his thumb against my bottom lip. I quivered under his touch, closing my eyes, afraid. Satan cradled me against him, occasionally shaking me in order to calm me down. “I won’t hurt you (Y/N). I just want to love you for eternity. You’ll let me do that right?”

Satan questioned, resting his masked forehead against mine, staring deeply into my eyes. I soon calmed down, nodding. “Satan, I see that you managed to catch up with our little human~” A voice spoke up from behind me, making me turn my head. There I see Asmodeus.

They went back to their haunted house. Of course, bringing me along as well. I prepared myself for the worst, only to calm down once again seeing that they won’t hurt me. They took off their masks. I slowly got back hope, only to see that they were in the same dazed state. I was seated down on one of the cushions.

Being squished against both of them. I feel the heat reach my cheeks, as I try to look down. “How adorable. You look so precious, darling~” Asmodeus purrs out rubbing his cheek against mine placing a few fluttery kisses here and there. “Hmm~ Very adorable indeed.” Satan agreed, taking my hand.

Placing a few kisses on it, before continuing to kiss up my neck. Due to this act, I tilted my neck upward. “Seems like they’re giving in, is that right, Satan?~” Asmodeus teased, making me whimper quietly. “I love the noises you're pouring out, (Y/N)~”

Satan complemented, continuing to do the action, giving my hand a few squeezes. “Why don’t we all play the Tea Game?” Asmodeus asked, finally separating himself from me, gesturing over to the table. Satan gave it some thought before heading over towards Asmodeus, helping him prepare the said-table. I quickly fetched my D.D.D from my pocket, quickly messaging Simeon.

Before I could send him the message Asmodeus roughly snatches the D.D.D from my grasp, looking over at it before smashing it against the floor. Dismissing what had happened, dragging me over to the rounded wooden table. “(Y/N), (Y/N)! Let’s play the game, come on!~”

Asmodeus encouraged, drinking the semi-warm cup of tea before kissing me. He exchanged the tea into my mouth, our tongues moving smoothly against each other. As we separated from each other, Asmodeus lightly sucked on my lower lip, leaving a bruise. I hid my face with my arm trying to desperately hide my red face in front of him.

Panting heavily, trying to catch my breath as much as possible. “You taste so sweet (Y/N)~ I can’t get enough!” Asmodeus confessed, grabbing the cup of tea, drinking from it. I slowly moved back trying to still catch my breath. He then lowered my arm, but before anything could happen Satan appeared. Quickly stopping the commotion.

“Asmodeus, it’s my turn.” The blond haired demon huffed, drinking from the tea. Satan softly tilted my head up, both of his hands against my head. He connected his lips with mine, sloppily kissing me, our teeth clashing quite a bit. I gripped on to his black dress signaling to him that I needed air.

Thankfully he got the hint parting from me, a string of saliva. The only thing previously connecting us. I panted once again, leaning against him, he wrapped a hand around me, rubbing my back, instantly calming me down. “(Y/N), stay with us forever hmh?~” Asmodeus tried to convince me, rubbing my shoulders, giving me a nice massage.

“Yes, why don’t you consider it?” Satan played along. I finally gave in nodding my head, knowing fully well that Diavolo, Barbatos, Solomon, Simeon, even Luke would know there was something that happened. Making them save me as soon as possible.

“I adore you, (Y/N)!~”

“(Y/N), never leave my side.”

“Hmh~ M’kay.”

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[crystalrose555]

Slap me, I dare you! pt.7

“Ugh, could someone just end me please, drop a dictionary on me or something.” Marley groaned as she flopped on the table.

“No need to be overly dramatic, Marley. Just be a bit more patient. And you should probably be a bit quieter, we are in RAD’s library.” Simeon replied as he flipped through his book.

“Patient? Simeon, it’s been three days and I’m still four inches tall. This is driving me crazy. On top of that, I swear I can feel the gloom and doom coming from the Seven Lords from here.”

“Well, I did say I would message Lucifer on your behalf. I still can if you want to.”

Marley got up to her feet and skated toward the towering angel on an icy trail. Simeon closed his book to give the minuscule woman his attention. From there, Marley grabbed a piece of paper which she promptly folded and propped up like a makeshift tent.

“Yeah, I’m not ready to deal with that can of worms yet. Especially when I’m only this tall, it kind of puts me at a disadvantage.”

“Alright, but you can’t avoid them forever.”

“Oh, I can try.” Marley answered as she flopped to the ground causing her floral ball gown to puff up as she tried to get the dress under control.

Simeon held back a laugh as he offered a finger to help press the air out of the excessive underskirt.

“Argh, why!? I thought I was done with this crap! I want normal clothes again!” She screamed as she tried to remove the gown entirely.

Simeon shook his head with a sigh as Marley tried to pull the dress over her head. Upon opening his eyes, Simeon felt his cheeks warm up as he saw part of Marley’s backside peeking out from between the layers. Instinctively, Simeon grabbed the back of her dress and pulled it back down.

“Hey, what the hell, Simeon!?”

“You shouldn’t get undressed in the middle of the library, Marley.” Marley growled at the angel only to snort and give up her attempt to destroy the only means of covering herself.

“Hmm...”

“What?”

“I wasn’t expecting you to have such a big birthmark on your lower back.” He commented.

Marley folded her arms and snorted once more in a tired fashion.

“It’s not a birthmark, it’s a tattoo. I’m just too small for you to see it.” She explained.

“Oh, does it have any special meaning to you? I heard people in the human realm get them for many different reasons.”

Marley’s shoulders sunken as she sheepishly looked away.

“Yeah, I was drunk with my best friend when I got it. One night we were wasted, the next day, I found out I got a tattoo and a nasty hangover. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to sleep this whole situation off like a bad hangover.” She claimed as she crawled into her tent.

Simeon couldn’t help but chuckle as he watched the indifferent selkie turn away from him and drift to sleep. Shaking his head, the angel carefully got up from the table to grab a different book.

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“And that concludes today’s council meeting. If there are no further questions, everyone’s dismissed.” Lucifer claimed as he straightened his papers into a file.

He watched as his brothers groaned and mumbled amongst themselves while heading toward the doors to the hallway. Lucifer held his temples and took a deep breath, it’s been three days and there was still no sign of Marley. He could only torture his brothers so much and his patience was on thin ice. He wanted to find her just to know that she was safe and once he found her safe and sound, he wished to punish her accordingly. However, his thoughts were interrupted by Lord Diavolo who approached him.

“Ah, Lord Diavolo, how can I help you?”

Diavolo cleared his throat a little before lowering his voice, keeping his concern private.

“I was wondering how Marley has been doing since her return to Devildom.”

Lucifer’s eyes widened a bit upon hearing his lord’s inquiry. He couldn’t lie to Diavolo as much as he didn’t want to tell him what had happened to the precious exchange student.

“She has made great strides in her studies but it’s currently hard to get in contact with her.” Lucifer vaguely answered.

“Ah, I see, I was hoping to finally have some time to see her again. Not to mention I have yet to give her my number.”

“Not to worry, once I find her, I will let her know.” Lucifer answered with a smile.

Diavolo, oblivious to the double meaning, gave a soft nod before exiting the room with Barbatos following close behind. Once he was out of sight, Lucifer rushed out of the room and hurried down the hallway where he could see his brothers in the distance. Caught up to Levi and Asmo, Lucifer grabbed both of them by their collars which made them jump.

“Lucifer, if you wanted my attention, you didn’t have to be so rough~” Asmo suggested coyly.

“I’m in no mood, Asmodeus. Have either of you found her yet?”

Levi tried to shake himself loose from his brother’s iron grip.

“N-No, but she has to turn up eventually, right? Marley’s a survivalist after all.” Levi offered with a shaky smile.

Lucifer’s eyes narrowed to the point that Levi could feel a hole being drilled into his head.

“Survivalist or not, I want her found sooner rather than later.” He answered coldly before roughly releasing his brothers from his grip.

Asmo and Levi watched Lucifer briskly walk down the corridor and around the corner before giving a collective sigh.

“How come I’m getting the rough treatment? I didn’t lose her.” Asmo pouted.

Levi just looked at his prissy brother as he rubbed the back of his neck gingerly. While he was upset with Asmo’s insensitivity, deep down he knew he was at fault and the thought of anything happening to Marley had been dragging him down and running him ragged. Asmo’s eyes glimmered for a moment as he noticed his brother turning away from him.

“Levi, you know I didn’t mean anything by that, right?”

“I know but I don’t need you rubbing it in. Marley is lost in Devildom because of me and Beel. And the fact that we haven’t found her yet is destroying me. I haven’t felt this bad since I played Devil’s Labyrinth 4 on Brutal difficulty for twenty-six hours straight.”

Asmo gently patted Levi’s shoulder.

“Think of the bright side, Beel didn't smell any of her blood and Satan checked all of his cats and didn’t find her.”

“Great, that just means something else ate her in one bite.” Levi frowned.

Suddenly, Levi’s D.D.D. vibrated in his pocket aggressively as Asmo’s chimed in his. Pulling out their phones, both brothers entered the group chat and read the posted message with wide eyes that only grew wider as the meaning sunk in. A simple message that stated, “I found her.”

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Marley wiggled her nose as she tried to curl up in a tighter ball. Little did she know, she was surrounded by demons who were holding back their various emotions. There she was, sleeping on a table in the library, encircled by Satan, Beelzebub and Belphie. By the time Asmo and Levi came into the library, the trio had already pulled their phones out and was taking pictures. Levi’s knees grew weak as he approached the table, feeling all sorts of relief seeing his Henry was safe and knowing that he wouldn’t have to withstand any more punishment from Lucifer. Suddenly, his legs gave out as he squatted next to the table, his eyes locked with Marley’s sleeping form.

“...H-How?” He barely managed out.

“Beel tracked her with his nose. I’m surprised that he managed it from across RAD.” Satan answered.

Beel sighed, half in relief and half in disappointment, as he held his wrist.

“I smelt Luke’s Cloud Chess Pie and I thought I could get some if I followed the scent. Marley’s definitely better than pie but now I really want pie.”

“See, now that I’m not surprised by.” Belphie retorted with a chuckle.

“Nevermind all that, all that matters is that Marley’s safe and sound~” Asmo chirped, only to be shushed by Satan.

“Asmo, quiet, are you trying to wake her up?” Satan scolded.

“Why not?”

“Because we have no idea how she got here. What if she has some sort of enchantment on her? Look at her, have you ever seen Marley dressed like this?”

“Yeah, maybe she was kidnapped by some demon stalker.” Belphie flatly claimed.

“Who would have the horns!?” Levi squealed out with his face turning red from rage.

“Would you shut up!? I’m trying to sleep!” Marley screamed as she sat up in a fit.

However, her annoyance melted away to reveal a sheepish expression as she stared at the towering brothers surrounding her. Some were on the verge of tears, others had their arms folded while one continued to sniff the air. Marley remained still as her eyes trailed across all their faces. Her face scrunched up and painted a cringing smile while she gave a small wave.

“Heeeeey guys, what’s up?” She squeezed out.

[ready-to-obeyme]

(OM!) Stay the Night (Simeon/MC)

Prompt: “Let me stay with you tonight.”

Words: ~1k

//  tried cramming all the fluff I could think of for him like h*nd h*olding. I have to admit that I’ve never really written for Simeon before, but I hope you like this anyways!! little shady angel man flaskjafs👉👈 @ka-za-ri​  

You hear Simeon call out your name softly, pulling you out of your sleepy haze. You open your eyes to the ticklish brush of his hand on your cheeks and to the soft blues of his eyes. Even in the dim lights of the lamp, you see the soft twinkle in his eyes as they look at you fondly. His hand is comfortably warm against your cheek and you nuzzle against it, pleased to hear the chuckle that the action coaxes from the angel. 

Simeon says your name again, and you wish you could fall asleep to him whispering it. “It’s getting dark, angel,” he says, and you have no choice but to listen to him and wake up-- especially when Simeon retreats his hand, and the urge to fall back asleep officially dissipates.   

You raise your face from where it lay on the wooden desk (you’re thankful you didn’t drool) and stretch, hearing your joints pop in satisfaction. “I fell asleep?” You rasp, clearing your throat at the sound of your tired voice. 

“For a few hours,” Simeon admits, his hand hiding away his smile as he watches you yawn. “I meant to wake you earlier but you seemed so tired.” 

You lift your arms to wipe at your eyes, looking behind you when a blanket falls from your raised shoulders. You don’t even remember falling asleep, let alone remembering to use a blanket, so it must have been Simeon who graciously covered you and let you fall asleep. Wait-- 

“I slept for a few hours?” You sputter, looking around at the textbooks still open to the same unread chapter. “Simeon, why did you let me sleep? I didn’t finish studying anything!” You stand up from your seat, barely catching your chair before it falls.

“You’ve been studying for hours before you fell asleep,” Simeon says gently. And if that was not enough to calm you down, he takes your hand in his to squeeze it lightly. Before you can respond, he raises your hand to press a kiss to your knuckles, and your mouth snaps shut. “You deserve a break, don’t you think?” 

You can only manage to narrow your eyes at him as he smiles at you as if he doesn’t know how your heart leaps every time he presses his lips onto your bare skin. 

For an angel, he spends a fair amount of time playing innocent. He knows well how to push your buttons, knowing exactly what he can do to fluster you, to make the heat climb up on your cheeks and stay. Though, you suppose it’s only fair. You’ve seen him avert his eyes in embarrassment or cover his face shyly at something you’ve done or said many times before, so you’re quite confident you affect him as much as he affects you.

Still, you would think you’d get used to something as small as this-- the kisses on your hands and the way Simeon tugs you close to him so you can see the blues of his eyes more clearly-- but you’re not. And you’re so distracted you almost miss what the angel says next about how it’s late and that you should let him walk you home. 

“Can’t I just stay?” You ask, giving him the best of your puppy eyes. 

“Lucifer and his brothers might be a little concerned if you don’t return,” Simeon says, and you blanch momentarily at the thought of the brothers running rampant because you disappeared on them without a note. (It warms your heart, regardless, knowing how loved you are to have them all worry so much over your safety.)

“I’ll text them!” You quickly reply, “I’ll tell them I’ll stay over with you because we ended up studying late. That’s the truth, isn’t it?”

You turn toward Simeon and watch as his fingers lightly scratch the door frame he is standing next to. He bites his lips in worry, and you can already hear the concern laced in his voice.

But when was the last time you were able to spend a quiet moment with Simeon? And even then, how could you ever get enough of having him to yourself? His gentle eyes on you and hands caressing you softly as if you are the most precious thing he has ever touched. Waking up to his smile and his hand a comfortable weight on your waist.  

“Let me stay with you tonight,” you say. And for good measure, you tack on, “Please?” 

Simeon looks at you with a softened gaze, and as you tug on his hands to pull him to you, you can see his resolve to send you home disappear. “I can never say no to you, love,” he says to you, much to your delight. 

You get to hear his lovely laughter again when you drag him to the bed and fall together, side-by-side. You lace your fingers with his. You lean forward to press a soft kiss to his lips, only to be rewarded with his tender gaze focused completely on you, like there has never been anything more captivating.

“Do you know that you’re tempting an angel to bed, little lamb?” Simeon chuckles, making you sputter in embarrassment as his hands give yours a tight squeeze.  

Ignoring his teasing, as he was wont to do, you crawl to him and settle into the crevices of his body with a sigh. (It always feels like your bodies melded together, his arms shifting to welcome you, but that may be the romantic in you.) “Isn’t resisting temptation basically your job description?” You smile into his neck when you hear him laugh.

“Yes, but with you, it’s a little difficult sometimes,” he tells you indulgently, pressing a kiss to your hair. “Now sleep-- I want to wake up with you tomorrow.” And like a spell cast on you, you feel your eyelids grow heavy and his arms like a cradle. You vaguely recall Simeon’s voice bid you good-night.

If there’s anything you regret that night, you certainly don’t think of the work left undone or the books left unread, but of the fact you never got to say sweet dreams to the angel holding you as you slept.

[cuinnamonbun]

I really love ur headcanon about Hijabi Mc with the brothers! I really love it cuz there is no one writing about us in any fandom =(

I was thinking would u do the (un)datebale characters with Hijabi Mc if u can ? =3

If u don’t want then u can ignore the ask 🖤

Hello there, angel! I assume you meant the chaotic Hijabi MC headcanon that I wrote, so I hope you enjoyed these xx

she/her pronouns!!

The (Un)Dateable Characters' + Luke’s Reactions to a Hijabi MC That Looks Extremely Pious and Quiet but is Actually a Chaotic Mess

Diavolo

As future king of the Devildom that wishes to strengthen the relations between the three realms, prejudice and discrimination against the human exchange students’ choice of religion is a HUGE no-no

Diavolo would not mind the fact that she is wearing a symbol of her devotion to God on her head, but he would be so intrigued by this human at first meeting

Not about her religion, of course, he is well aware of all the religions in the world; Abrahamic religion being the one he is most familiar with (obvi)

What excited him was the fact that this human was so. friggin. hilarious.

He’s not even sure if this human is doing it on purpose because something would happen that would catch her off guard and she would just say?? the most random shit???

Like say, she got jumped by Mammon and her response to that would be a monotone scream and a “sTOP i could’ve dropped my croissant!” but she was actually genuinely startled

He’d be so fascinated like wow! Go girl, give us nothing!!

He would invite her over for tea so many times just so she could explain slang to him

Diavolo: Tell me MC, what is the meaning of DILF?

Due to personal reasons, MC will now be passing away

He would abuse the usage of slang everywhere and he would be so excited to finally understand what Leviathan is talking about

Lucifer: Diavolo, we must talk about the student council budget

Diavolo: That wasn’t very cash money of you

Lucifer: ....excuse me?

Diavolo: Periodt okurrr slay queen

MC has to go hide to avoid being slaughtered like a sacrificial lamb by Lucifer

Diavolo would be also be curious and impressed at the intricate planning of each and every one of her pranks

Like sure, it may be annoying to be the one at the receiving end of it, but understanding the details behind it?? All the logic, physics and patience put into it just to ensure a flawless delivery??? Absolutely stunning

MC has him mesmerised

He would absolutely want to learn the art of pranking from her

Honestly, at this point it’s no longer the human exchange student and the Devil King, it’s now the mentor and the mentee

Lucifer has to demand MC to stop teaching him these things for the sake of his sanity because it’s taking him away from his royal duties that’s keeping the Devildom from falling apart

They still meet up in secret though screw you, Lucifer

Barbatos

This is another demon whom would not mind the fact that their chosen exchange student is a Muslim

Lord Diavolo’s reputation hangs on this exchange program going extremely well, he would not let simple prejudices put a smear on that

He has prepared himself well to receive people from different walks of life just so he can provide all students a comfortable stay during their term in the Devildom

But wait...what is that human doing?

Oh...this poor man

Not only does he have to keep that ginormous labyrinth of a castle spotless and immaculate at all times and ensure that every event being hosted by the castle is going perfectly without a hitch, but he also has to take care of an overgrown man-child that is also known as the future king of the Devildom

Now, he has to make sure this...mess of a human doesn’t go stir up trouble anywhere?

Barbatos is a calm and collected man, but he’s still a demon; virtues aren’t exactly something they practice 

He would need to down three cups of melancholy coffee and squeeze a stress ball whenever he catches MC in her antics whether it is alone or with someone in tow

Somehow he’s the only one whom MC would find almost impossible to prank

Like she managed to catch Lucifer off guard once (that was her proudest achievement) but BARBATOS???? yeah, it’s like he has a pair of eyes on the back of his head or something

MC: *tries to sneak up on him*

Barbatos, not even turning back: Enough of that now, MC, come enjoy this tea I’ve made

Pranking Barbatos will become her number one mission during her entire term in the Devildom

Barbatos would be really amused and impressed at the lengths she would go through just to see that shocked look on his face

Why, it might even be—dare he say—endearing

Though MC will cause this man stress and grey hairs, Barbatos couldn’t help but appreciate her company every time she came around

When she’s not up to her daily shenanigans, she would simply opt to help Barbatos out with some of the chores or preparing the treats for a tea party with the student council members and the exchange program, even though he’s mentioned that she should do no such thing

But knowing that this girl is constantly energetic and restless, Barbs agreed to let her help since he would not want to deal with her breaking some priceless antiques or getting herself in trouble with Devildom law again

She helps to remind him that it’s okay to be laidback once in a while and that he doesn’t need to be so uptight all the time

These two have an unusual friendship but it’s only good vibes all around ^^

Before she leaves the Devildom though, he would pretend that she actually managed to startle him with her last grand prank and the look on her face was worth his reputation taking a slight hit

He totally has a soft spot for her

Solomon

OOOOH THESE TWO

THESE TWO ARE THE EMBODIMENT OF CHAOS ITSELF

Solomon and MC would be the best of friends man

The minute this shady sorcerer laid his eyes on her, he KNEW...this would be his new BFF

They would wreak so much havoc together that they give Lucifer a migraine the size of Lord Diavolo’s castle because they’re rUiNiNG tHe iNtEgRiTy oF tHE eXcHanGe pRoGrAm

Psh, as if that’d stop them

Honestly, it was like they each have one braincell that cancels each other out every time they get together

Lucifer: You two better have an explanation for this

MC: We have three actually. 

Solomon: Pick your favourite

Lucifer hates it whenever they get together and he would always try to prevent them from meeting up 

But his wits are no match for the power of their friendship!!

Solomon would defff try to persuade MC to get more pacts with other demons

Solomon: C’monnnn MC, we could be powerful! :c

MC: Bold of you to assume we’re not powerful now, bestie

So we have established that MC loves to pull pranks right?

She would have so many ideas on the top of her head that she would never use because 1) they either defy the laws of physics or 2) she would need magic to pull it off perfectly

So imagine her excitement when she found out Solomon is the greatest human sorcerer

She would 100% reel him in her plans and schemes and NO ONE (except the angels, they have immunity bc they’re babies :] ) would be safe from them

Despite all the fun they would have though, Solomon definitely treasures her as his greatest friend

I imagine life for Solomon would be quite lonely and he appreciates the constant joy and company that MC would provide him

He would definitely fuck a bitch up if someone dares to mess with his bestie 🙄

These two adore each other so much but they would be caught DEAD before they would admit that to each other 🤭

Simeon

When they first met, Simeon was so happy to find a person so devoted to God such as MC

He takes it upon himself to become MC’s guardian angel around the Devildom

He would helicopter them for a while and would (reluctantly) back off if MC finds it a bit suffocating 

(don’t be mean MC, he just cares about u alot that’s all :( )

This man is capital P patient

I mean, that’s a given with him being an angel and all

But seriously,,, one has to be in awe at how calm and collected he is even when MC would pull pranks that would cause a normal person to wanna punch the living daylights out of her

Eventually she would feel bad and stop pulling these pranks on him though, he’s just too sweet and she can’t take advantage of that </3

They would be really close though (along with Luke) because he would frequently invite her to pray the 5 essential prayers together with Luke or read the Qur’an together and it’s just wholesome vibes all around man 🥺

As angels, him and Luke would have such beautiful recitations of the Qur’an and I can picture MC frequently dropping by Purgatory Hall just to listen to him recite the kalimahs with the perfect tajweed (Non-Muslims if you’d like to hear an example, check out Sheikh Mishary reciting Surah al-Kahf, it’s beautiful man 🥺)

He would frequently invite MC and Luke out for walks too and these three would look so domestic together people often mistake them as a little family (much to the brothers’ chagrin and Simeon’s amusement)

Simeon has such a calming presence that he could even tame a chaotic MC down and have her sit still enough, it will be as if she turned into a completely different person

Lucifer, in his demon form: MC STOP RUNNING AROUND YOU’RE GOING TO FALL AND HURT URSELF

MC, violently shaking like a hamster on crack: U CANT STOP ME LUCI, URE NOT THE BOSS OF-

Simeon: Hello, MC! Would you like to come and have a pleasant chat with me? ^^ 

MC, as if in a trance: ...anything for you, Beyonce

MC is such a simp for Simeon and honestly, who can blame her?

Luke

Luke was extremely happy when the two of them met

This cutie is a proud servant of God and he loves humans who loves Him as much as he does

So it comes as to no one’s surprise when he attaches himself to MC

This would heighten when MC stepped between him, Beel and Lucifer during that,,,,incident

His favourite time of the day is praying in congregation with MC and Simeon and baking with MC

MC would steer clear from involving Luke in her pranks and/or outright pranking him

He’s just a precious little child okay, MC has a soft spot for this angel

She would definitely try to tone down her chaotic energy around him, but she would NOT hesitate to verbal + cyber bully any demons that dare to bully her child

Rando demon: haha shortstack

MC: So you have chosen death

Seriously, Luke would gawk at the obscenities coming from MC’s mouth

He would have to physically drag her away before the demons could devour them both

He would be absolutely SHOOKETH at the language she used because she has been nothing but sweet and polite to him. It was like she switched into a whole different person right in front of his eyes

Luke: MC! I knew living with those horrid demons is a bad idea! They’ve corrupted you now!! *crying Luke noises*

MC: Lil buddy, I was born this way

He would definitely feel really touched that MC is so protective of him though, but he would have to tell her to never say those words again, even if she’s trying to protect him

She would (hesitantly) tell him she would try her best but that would literally only last for half a day because another demon has foolishly decided to mess with him with her present

MC is Luke’s mother point blank period.

[majolishious]

(I sent this before but you mentioned not havin any requests on your recent so if the original got eaten here's a new one!) Could you do the boys' fave cuddle positions & why it's their fave? If you could add Simeon on too that'd be cool! ^.^

I did not get the original one ;-; Beel is hungry for asks 😭 regardless, I’m sorry about the delay, but here we are!!

【Lucifer】

He usually likes to spoon when in bed, or have you with your face buried into his chest while he holds you tight, leaving soft kisses on top of your head while taking in the silence, and simply enjoying your presence. He also likes to make sure at least one of his hands is interlaced with yours, while his free arm is wrapped around you, rubbing small circles on your back.

【Mammon】

“I don’t wanna cuddle!”, clings to you like his life depends on it, or makes himself the little spoon because he likes to be wrapped up in your arms and feeling safe. Sure he’s one of the strongest demons in the Devildom, but it’s nice to feel safe and loved by the person you love more than anything, bonus points if you give him soft kisses while cuddling.

【Leviathan】

He’s a bit awkward about it at first, usually says something like, “I saw them try this cuddling position in I didn’t know my girlfriend was secretly a slime until she tried to eat the town,” but his cuddles are surprisingly good. They’re warm and he wraps himself around you completely like you’re the most precious thing in the world to him, and usually likes to have you buried in his chest; the thumping of his heart is rather loud though, but oddly calming.

【Satan】

He likes being on his back with you curled up onto his chest, one hand locked with yours while the other is playing lightly with your hair. He finds it relaxing, and he’s in the perfect position to lean in and leave soft kisses on your forehead, if you happen to fall asleep like this he will begrudgingly let go of your hand and use it to start reading; gently rubbing your back or continuing to play with your hair.

【Asmodeus】

Honestly knows everything about cuddling and the best positions, seriously, if there’s a cuddle sutra he’s read it and memorised it. That being said, he does have his preferred positions. Spooning is a big one for him, and he’s happy to be either the big or little spoon. As the big spoon, he gets the control of wrapping around you, inhaling your scents while he kisses your head. As the little spoon, he gets to have you wrap your arms around him, and snuggle into you as much as he wants to. Expect some heavy touching, but only if you’re comfortable with it.

【Beelzebub】

He is the best when it comes to cuddling, and is like a big puppy. He wants to bury himself in your chest, listening to thump of your heart, but if you start playing with his hair, boy will be putty in your hands and out like a light. He also loves to lay on the sofa, and have you on top of him with a blanket covering you both. Either way, when you’re in Beel’s arms, no harm will come to you.

【Belphegor】

Sleepy cuddles with Belphie where he holds you like you’re a plushie to him, giving you light squeezes. He makes sure you’re tucked under his chin and buried into his neck. He’s also the cuddler that takes the cuddles, usually waiting for an opportunity to plop down on you and embrace. Especially if you’re the one laying on the sofa. Who needs a pillow when you are his pillow.

【Simeon】

Cuddles with him are heavenly, with you pulled into his chest, facing him so he kiss you whenever he wants. When you’re on top of him, he wraps his wings around you like a soft blanket or protect you with, even though having his arms around you is more than plenty.