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the devilsitter has become a dogsitter! they need help!!!!

this was actually @aspiringtrashpanda's idea!!!! she's very cool and has the biggest brain please tell her how cool she is!!!!!

ive been watching a lot of dog grooming videos lately so i keep thinking about how well/poorly theyd behave when being groomed. lucifer would be the best and mammon would probably be the worst HAHA

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so i. somewhat expanded my obey me pkmn AU

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MC: Do you ever do anything else besides whine like a little bitch?

Levi: Sometimes I whine like a BIG bitch

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stressed lucy is one of my fav things lmao

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Color Coded:

*MC is working on dinner in the kitchen and just noticed that they're missing an ingredient so, against their better judgement, they sent Solomon out to pick it up for them*

Solomon (over text): So I wasn't able to find any peas but they have something similar.

*Picture sent*

MC: ....

MC (over text): Babe, those are green beans. I don't need that.

Solomon: Ah!

Solomon: Okay, what about these?

*Picture sent*

MC: That's okra! I don't need it either. If they don't have peas, it's okay.

Solomon: Don't worry. I think I've found a good substitute now.

Solomon: Be home soon~ 😁

MC: WAIT NO

MC: SOLOMON WHAT DID YOU GRAB??

MC: Send me a picture now!!

*Picture sent*

MC: Solomon that's a bag of broccoli!!

MC: You can't just substitute a vegetable with anything that's green and expect it to work!!

Solomon: ....

MC: ....

MC: You were just looking at an avocado now, weren't you?

Solomon: How are we feeling about red vegetables? I see plenty of those.

MC: HOME. NOW.

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I know Satan is like, an angry terrifying being in nightbringer like SATAN the avatar of wrath !

BUT anytime i go on my home screen and he's like

ALL I CAN SEE IS JUSt--

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Fairy Tale Faker:

*MC walks into the attic room to find Belphie fast asleep. They need him to get up for dinner so...*

MC: *stands beside the bed and clears their throat like an orator about to give a recitation*

MC: .... "And lo, the fallen prince lies dormant in his chambers, atop a pillowed mass and shrouded by sheets of darkness!"

MC: "Ever still his body lies, but his heart burns with a loathesome yearning. Woefully inert, yet fueled by wanton passion, it cries in desperation to its beloved's distant ear!"

MC: "Tis a melody so raw, so gut-wrenching and pure, the choirs of gods and men be not able to recreate it! A song so deeply enticing, the ocean's hidden sirens still look upon it in awe!"

MC: "May his heart fall silent and his body be at last freed with this final warm embrace... A fabled exchange spoken of time and time again. True love's kiss."

*MC turns his cheek and leans down for a light peck, but one of his hands comes up to cup the back of their head and cage their lips against his much longer. After a lingering kiss befitting a fairy tale, he lets go with a playful smirk*

Belphie: The fallen prince awakens.

MC: *smirks right back and gives his nose a quick flick*

MC: I knew you weren't really asleep, "your Highness."

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Mammon: Demons do not feel guilt, that is only for humans and angels.

Solomon: ... *grinning* Remember that cake you ate the other day?

Mammon: Yeah.

Beel: It was delicious

Levi: An Ur+ ranked cake.

Solomon: It was Mc's

Mammon: ...

Beel: ...

Levi: ...

Solomon: They had been working for two weeks to be able to buy it because it was an ultra-exclusive promotion.

Mammon: What-

Solomon: They came home tired every day from work and attending to your selfish needs… all so they could share that cake with everyone *falsely tearing*

Mammon: *crying* I'm a monster!!!

Beel: *sobing* WE are monster!

Levi: *balled up in a corner*

Mc enters the room and sees the brothers crying.

Mc: What have you done?

Solomon: Me? nothing :D

Mc: Don't tell me you are surprised when people tell you that you are more demon than human.

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MC, talking to Satan: In your opinion, what’s the height of stupidity?

Satan, turing towards Mammon: How tall are you again?

Mammon, dramatically, and hurt: How DARE you-

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Double Whammy:

Levi: MC, I know what you've been doing!!

MC: ???

MC: What'd I do?!

Levi: I talked to Asmo! He said the only reason you could laugh at my dumb jokes is because you're flir... f-flirting.... with me...!

Levi: Is that true??

MC: Levi...

MC: I'm not forcing myself to laugh at your jokes... I'm laughing because I think you're funny!

Levi: *blinks, not expecting this development*

Levi: O-oh... So. You haven't been flirting with me?

MC: Oh no, I been throwing more "GO" signals your way than a traffic light stopped on green. I'm just not faking my way to get there.

Levi: I literally don't deserve you-

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Pay close attention to Satan's hoodie. I was so proud of that joke

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Easy Money

You’re out shopping with Mephistopheles when you see a watch you like.

MC: “Ooh this so pretty! Oh yikes…that’s way too expensive…”

Mephistopheles: “Hm? It’s only 1,000.”

MC: “Only?”

Mephistopheles: “Yes, I could drop a hundred times this amount and not even bother picking it up.”

MC: “Is that so?”

Mephistopheles: “Why of course.”

MC: “Do it.”

Mephistopheles: “Pardon?”

MC: “Drop one million and walk away.”

Mephistopheles: “I never said a million?”

MC: “So it does matter?”

Mephistopheles: “No it doesn’t. See. It’s meaningless, I’ll make it again in an hour.”

You bend over and pick it up.

Mephistopheles: “Ah, thank you—“

MC: “Oh, did you need this back?”

Mephistopheles: “Well I don’t need it—“

MC: “Oh, so I can have it?”

Mephistopheles: “I’m not giving out money!”

MC: “But you were gonna leave it there and not even pick it up.”

Mephistopheles: “I was making a point.”

MC: “You can’t make a pint if you don’t follow through.”

Mephistopheles: “Well—“

MC: “I knew it, you really aren’t that wealthy after all…”

Mephistopheles: “Of course I am! Do you understand who I am?”

MC: “But don’t you need this back?”

Mephistopheles: “Absolutely not! I wouldn’t dream of it”

MC: “Are you sure, because—“

Mephistopheles: “I don’t need it, I’m not a peasant. You can have it since you went through the effort of picking it up off the ground?”

MC: “Really?”

Mephistopheles: “Yes I insist.”

MC: “Thanks, Mephisto, you’re the best!”

Mephistopheles: “Naturally.”

A few hours later you return home with bags upon bags full of items from top name brands.

Lucifer: “What in the three worlds?”

MC: “That was the easiest million I’ve ever made.”

Mammon: “Huh!? Did ya say million!!!??? How the hell did ya do that?”

MC: “Do you want the short story or—?”

Lucifer: “Short, please.”

MC: “I called Mephisto poor.”

Lucifer: *sigh* “That idiot…”

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"is... is that my sweater?"

satan notes the lethargic way you look up from your book, watching heavy eyelids lead a slow blink. whatever dusty tome lies in your hands has clearly lured you halfway to dreamland-- and from the looks of it, your cozy attire and the crackle of the nearby fireplace didn't seem to help much, either.

"huh?"

"are you wearing my sweater?" he asks, softer this time.

you let your head fall down to your own chest. you stare at the familiar green sweater on your body for a few moments before lifting your head.

"huh?" you repeat, too tired to comprehend the question for a long moment. then, "... oh. yeah."

a warm chuckle rumbles in his chest as he comes closer. satan had been looking for his sweater all day-- left only in a black undershirt, because it was more about the principle of finding it than needing it-- but he had been wholly unaware he'd left it in your room earlier that day. he couldn't bring himself to regret it, though. you look quite cozy cuddled up on the library sofa like that, swaddled in a blanket and his scent, lost in some book like a vision from an old painting. how he wishes he'd been a little quieter entering the library-- maybe he could have snapped a photo of you like this for himself.

as your lover, satan knows he should probably escort you to bed for a proper rest. but a selfish part of him wants to bask in this scene longer, to let the storm that rages in him find solace at this little slice of heaven. it's odd for a demon to crave peace like this. you've domesticated him in that way-- like a feral cat off the street finding comfort in a stranger's apartment, you've lulled him into a sense of contentness he didn't think he'd find in this lifetime.

oh, what a wonder you are.

"do you mind a little company?"

you nod, sleepily, yawning through what was intended to be a verbal response, but satan's at your side before you make yourself try again. his hand finds your shoulder and coaxes you to sit up. with a little adjusting, he slides into the space behind you and urges you to lean back into his chest. his legs stay on either side of you-- it's warm, comforting, doing nothing to help you stay awake. but it doesn't seem like satan minds your drowsiness.

his eyes fall to the nearly discarded book in your hands. emerald eyes scan over the words. they're familiar, causing a curious itch in his brain that lingers for a few seconds before his epiphany.

"is this... that book i read last week?"

"mhmm. i wanted--" another yawn, "-- to understand what you were talking about, but... i got sleepy."

he understands now. his sweater on your warm body, the library couch, the low fire nearby-- you're indulging in a small taste of his world.

what did he do to deserve someone as wonderful as you?

"i can read it to you, if you'd like," he murmurs, low and quiet. if you wanted the full experience, he'd give it to you-- complete with a nap in his arms. it's selfish, though. he really just wants an excuse to admire you up close, to lose himself in thought about how much he truly, deeply adores you. sometimes the sensation is so overwhelming that it shows on his face in flushed cheeks and soft eyes-- and that is a little too embarrassing to be caught with by anyone, but especially by you.

when you snuggle into his chest, he begins to read from the top of the page where you left off. it doesn't take long for your breathing to even out, your body to grow still and heavy in his grasp. he slides the bookmark between old pages where you originally left off. satan predicts you'll forget most everything he read to you by the time you wake up.

his mind wanders to the soundtrack of your peaceful breathing. he's grateful for lazy days like this. being able to bask in your presence is a gift. to know that you yourself were creating a similar experience by hiding away in one of his favorite reading spots, well... he's lucky you're asleep, as the flush on his cheeks only grows hotter at the thought.

maybe he'll let you borrow his things more often.

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CAT Big brothers,Twins,MC

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Obey Me Disney/Pixar Edition:

All of the brothers love Lilo and Stitch, but Lucifer and Satan especially.

Belphegor has never seen the end of Sleeping Beauty because watching Aurora get put to sleep gives him sympathy-drowsiness.

Diavolo lives for The Little Mermaid and sometimes imagines turning into a human and escaping to Norway.

Solomon gave MC Mickey's wizard hat from the Sorcerer's Apprentice as a joke but they now wear it unironically to any lesson he teaches them.

Levi can't watch Finding Nemo because "that's not what clownfish sound like."

After MC showed Satan Inside Out, he sometimes imagines the little emotion characters in his head when he's having trouble recognizing what he's feeling.

To Barbatos, Ratatouille is a horror movie. The ending with all of the rats in the restaurant actually makes him faint. Cinderella also makes his skin crawl and he actively roots for the cat to kill all of the mice by the end.

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the brothers when mc has a nightmare

-> mc has a bad dream and goes to the brothers' rooms for comfort

mc's gender is not mentioned, not proof read

content warnings: nightmares

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Lucifer

he's a very light sleeper so he'd probably wake up before you even touch him or call his name

lucifer probably figured out you had a nightmare because what else would you be doing in his room at 5am (other than maybe putting toothpaste in his shoes because satan and belphie begged you to do it)

if you want to, he'll go to your room with you and wait until you fall asleep but if you ask nicely you may sleep in his bed

but imagine walking into lucifer's room because you had a bad dream and he's laying there flat on his back with the sleeping mask diavolo got him

Mammon

good luck waking him up because he can sleep through anything

but eventually you do get him to wake up (mammon screams and almost falls off of the bed)

but then he's like 'oh hey mc, I totally wasn't scared, what's going on at this hour?'

when you tell him you had a bad dream and needed comfort mammon feels super happy you came to him out of everybody in this house

but he tries to play it off like he's calm about it, like 'oh well I guess I could let you sleep here, be honored the great mammon lets you' (you can tell he's super shy and happy)

Leviathan

he's probably awake gaming when you stop by his room

and levi thinks you came to play games but when you tell him you had a nightmare he kind of has no idea what to do

do you wanna play a game to take your mind off of it? or do you need something else

in the end, levi lets you sleep in his bathtub because he realised you came to him because he makes you feel safe

levi doesn't go to sleep though, he keeps playing his game (blushing the whole time)

Satan

he's also awake when you visit him

and he literally asks him 'why are you awake' when it's 4am or something and he slept 3 minutes last night because he wanted to read

when you tell him you had a nightmare, satan gives you a picture book filled with images of cute cats

he said that book always calms him down after a bad dream, hopefully it helps you too

and yes you may sleep in his room (just be careful you don't trip on any stuff scattered everywhere)

Asmodeus

he was ready to kill anyone who dared disturb his sleep, he thought it was one of his brothers at first

'WHO- oh hi mc'

when you tell him you had a bad dream, he instantly made room for you in his bed next to him by scooting over

asmo will hold you for the rest of the night if you decide to accept his offer

and if you want to talk about it he'll listen to you, if you're extremely disturbed by the dream he'll try to distract you by telling silly stories

Beelzebub

he knows what it's like to have a bad nightmare, he could instantly tell what was going on

beel took you to your room, because he did not want to risk waking belphie (he would not be happy)

he offers you some water and your favorite snack and waits for you to stop being too distressed

beel doesn't bring it up ever after you're feeling better, if you're okay he's happy

if you want it, he'll stay with you until you fall back asleep or for the rest of the night

Belphegor

good luck waking him up first

but once he got to the point where he was able to register what you were saying, he felt bad

belphie offered you a space next to him, at first he was worried about waking beel up but he's not in the room (probably working out or in the kitchen)

he makes sure you will have a good dream this time, you can even tell him what you want to see and he'll make it happen

belphie gave you permission to wake him up if this happens again

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lucifer is a very particular man.

he wakes up early to enjoy the peace and quiet of the morning, the way the house of lamentation creaks wearily in the silence while his brothers sleep sounds in the their respective rooms. it's sobering. for a moment, he gets to be alone with his thoughts before the day begins.

he'll walk to the bathroom and clean himself up for the day in silence, before dressing and making his way to the kitchen. he appreciates the little things. the silence, the warm light illuminating his room as he unhurriedly prepares for the day, the way the permanent darkness of the devildom retreats ever so slightly as morning breaks. it's nice.

but when he enters the kitchen, lucifer realizes something is wrong. it takes him a minute to realize it, but when he does, his lips curl downwards into a disappointed frown. the kitchen is completely dormant. it doesn't seem like an issue, but it's a stark difference from his usual routine. because this morning, the smell of coffee is absent from the air.

that's right. you spent the night at purgatory hall last night, didn't you?

your relationship is a cycle of small, considerate gestures back and forth. notes on mirrors, doodles on post-it notes, and his favorite-- coffee prepped and scheduled to brew for him in the mornings before he wakes. it's a gesture that has always made him feel loved. he didn't realize how much a missed day would sour his mood.

lucifer starts to brew his own coffee, but his fingers hang suspended over the grounds a few moments before he abandons the idea altogether. he pulls his D.D.D. out of his packet and drafts a short text to you, only satisfied when he hears the whoosh of the message sent.

i missed your coffee this morning. it's never as good when i have to make it myself. message me once you wake up-- we're going to that cafe we like down the street to make up for it.