The brothers were gather around to read the newspaper. Solomon and Barbatos were wondering around the human world. Asmodeus asked me if I was disappointed that I didn't tag along with them. Nope, in all honesty I was excited to stay in Hell. I was with the family I loved the most, why would I go back to a world where their society deemed me unworthy of anything. Then again, the House of Lords would rather I stay gone than to meddle with the state of affairs. Another reason why I wanted to stay, Lucifer. Shortly upon graduating RAD, he was swamped with work, taking care of Diavolo's paperwork and other political matters, leaving him no time to spend with me. But the brothers kept me company and I can't complain.
An invitation was sent to the House of Lamentation and Asmodeus ran to Lucifer's room. In an angry rage, he asked his oldest brother when he was going to get married. I felt a twinge of jealousy. "What? Let me see that please!" I exclaimed ready to swiped that piece of paper out of his hands.
"Everyone, get out. Except Ana, she deserves to know the truth." Lucifer looked at me with earnest sincere and relaxed manner. Just as I expect from the Avatar of Pride.
I'm not a person who uses force to get my way but I do need answers from this fucker.
"Now, Ana-"
"Stay!" I used my pact powers to push him on the bed. I sat on top his legs with an expression of anger that my heart cannot take.
With a smirk on his face and those bedroom eyes that I love staring at he says, "In different circumstances, I would love to go on from here." He continued to explain the invitation. "What I'm about to say is strictly classified, known to very few even un the Devildom." He continues, "I tell you because I trust you as my partner. You understand, don't you."
With a heavy heart, I said "I'm glad you trust me."
"Of course, I trust you." He proceed to explain himself. "As Diavolo's coronation draws near, there is a growing power struggle within the House of Lords. The lady listed as my proposed bride..." He takes a second to compose himself, "she is of the Clauderic family. Since the time of Demon Kings past, they have been know to use any means necessary to reach their ends. Now that Barbatos has left Diavolo's side, they want to use me-his assumed successor-as their pawn." I looked down at him with a bewildered face, he's smart I know he can take care of them and put them in their place. But as a human myself, I fail to see how this political marriage affects our relationship but I'm worried where this will lead to. "What are you going to do?"
"Hmph. I'm surprised you'd even ask such a question. As one of the Seven Lords, I will not be used as a tool by petty nobles." I released a sigh of relief, knowing he can use his status as way to get out of the situation.
"Moreover, that family opposes our policy of harmony with the human world. In short, they're Anti-RAD and anti-Diavolo, though they hide it well." That's a big surprise. Wow, shocker. Lucifer interrupts my thoughts, "This is most likely an attack on for openly calling you my partner." He looked to the side in order to get my attention. "They may have heard that Diavolo approached me for the position of First Consul." He looked at me and I was confused for a bit and had to ask, "What is the First Consul?"
"Put simply, the Devildom's number two. To put it properly. it's the highest authority in politics and administration, overseeing laws, ceremonies, diplomacy-"
"Wait, I thought I was the diplomat?"
"You are a representative of the Human world. Not quite a diplomat. Yet." He looked at me with a glimmer hope that I'll get that position. "Continuing on and order. Until now, Diavolo bore that role as acting king." That's why Diavolo asked for his help, not just with the creation of RAD but also all that paperwork for the student council. It's no wonder they're both overworked. Why Lucifer looked so overwhelmed even with keeping up with the image as the Lord of Pride. Why he can down so many cups of coffee that prevents him from getting little to no sleep. "Although once he ascends the throne, he has the right to appoint an official First Consul. If I become First Consul, I'll be more involved with the dealings of the House of Lords. Perhaps it's an attempt to make me join forces with them. I could ignore it, but I won't have you glare at me forever. I intend to decline the position, unequivocally. There does it all make sense now."
"Yes."
"... Yet you're still sitting on top of me. What do you want. Feel free to do with me as you please." I gave him an apology kiss on the lips. He sighed, "Ana... I don't want a light kiss like that... You know what I want." He let out a soft growl as I laid my hand on top of his chest. I then proceed to make out with him. My other hand felt his bulge forming, making me grind against his groin earning him a whimper. In a fit of lust, I had to remove my clothes and unzip his pants. Every time we make love feels like the first time: after making our pact before leaving the Devildom. The sex made forget about the invitation.
The next morning, upstairs Hallway
I woke up to continue my day and stumbled upon Satan in the hallway.
"Good morning. It seems like you spent the night in Lucifer's room." He stated with a scowl on his face. I looked at him stunned because it didn't feel like a new day. Then again, sex with Lucifer constantly made me body have good stamina.
"Want to know the deets" I teased with a smirk on face knowing anything that had to do his eldest brother makes him mad.
"Ana, if there's ever a day when I ask that question, please put me out of my misery" I had a chuckle out of that. "Anyways, His Majesty wants to meet with me in RAD. Would you like to join me?" Despite all of us graduating, we use that student council room as a meeting space and courtroom. It'll be nice to roam around halls for a bit. "Sure, why not?"
RAD, School grounds
When we step foot into the student council room, Diavolo was nowhere to be found so investigated every hall in the school and the cafeteria. Beelzebub was working there and we asked if he knew about Diavolo's presence. Through chews, he said the garden. The courtyard was empty, no students no king. Satan, the detective, figured he had to be back at the student council room. And there he was cowering behind his chair. Lucifer was there, too. I wonder why.
"I'm sorry" Diavolo said.
"Why were you running? Yesterday, you said you wanted to see Ana." Satan declared.
"Well..." He paused to compose himself, "Lucifer warned me Ana was furious, so I needed some time to prepare myself."
"Are you prepared now?" Lucifer gave him a stern look. "So you chose a clean apology in the end."
Satan looked puzzled at his majesty, "It's not something for His Highness to apologize for."
"No." Diavolo got up to face his audience, "This time I failed to rein them in. The Clauderic family is my responsibility. I have trouble you two greatly. I am deeply sorry. To be the Demon King, I need the House's full approval. yet, some still oppose me." He continues to explain himself and the situation Lucifer and I are in. "In exchange for approval, pressure was applied to me to offer up Lucifer.
He spoke up, "If they win over the First Consul, they think they can influence all of the Devildom."
Diavolo bowed his head to us, "I meant to seek an amicable compromise, but I misjudged how forceful they would be." He looked up at us, "I did not expect them to declare marriage..."
Satan cut in, "...interesting. Okay, I'll speak to some of my contacts in the house." Great, we have a game plan to steer the unfavorable lords out. Diavolo looks pleased and I do, too, Satan's connections with a few favorable Lords. "That helps. I also have dinner with the Clauderics tonight."
"We can share notes tonight. See you, Ana." I waved good-bye as he walked out.
"He's quite capable, is he not?" Lucifer grins
"Yes, he has been a great help." Diavolo acknowledges his best friend. Mephistopheles comes in to announce that his majesty's coronation carriage and horse have arrived. Lucifer made plans to have dinner before heading back home. I offered to stay in his bed, aside from keeping it warm and claims, "You have grown good at making me come home early. I shall return without delay. Wait for me with eager anticipation." I kissed him goodbye and I made plans to head home research the hierarchy of the Devildom. I really want the position as diplomat and to load of some work from Diavolo and Lucifer. One less thing to worry about.
After the meeting with His Majesty, I came across Beelzebub, who finished his shift at RAD's cafeteria. Ironic and unexpected since he'll tend to eat everything in sight. He also brought the horse for Diavolo's coronation carriage. He noticed that I was in high spirits. Of course I was, the problem is being taken care of and we walked home together.
HoL, The twin's room, Afternoon
The twins are my favorite demons to be around. Beelzebub offered me snacks while I wait for Lucifer and Belphegor offered me his fortune services to me and I asked about career. He read my tea leaves, the only form of divination that I have trouble reading, but he looked at like something was off. "Water calamity signs...? For all of us..."
"Lucifer!" Leviathan yelled a voice of a thousand sea demons as the noise interrupted Belphie's reading and sighed, "Today's lucky item is an umbrella."
We all ran towards the entrance hall where Leviathan is ready to summon Lotan.
"Get out here, you cheater!" He found the invitation on the postboard and no one has told him that its been postponed. But Mammon enjoys the chaos its ensued. Never a dull moment with the brothers.
As much as I enjoy these moments, I would like to keep the house dry. "Levi, calm down."
Levi looked at with a worried expression, "How could I calm down? You lousy demon..."
"Who is this rando that you're marrying?" Leviathan questioned him like a prosecutor in the stands. "I told you that if you ever hurt Ana, you'll be hearing from me!" He's my best friend and I like his protective side.
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Hello this is my contribution too @mammonsmaster's WHB Collab!
Synopsis: Maybe working at a maid cafe in hell it was a mistake....
Cw: No sex but still smut because very suggestive, mentions of drugs, gambling, stripping, workplace harassment, workplace sexual harassment, MC is gender-neutral with feminization they are in a maid dress people, Reader is so fucking done, long as hell, mostly crack, silly fun
Enjoy Masters~!
Just a week ago, was the final nail in the coffin to get a job in hell.
The very idea of you working a job was heavily frowned upon by the Seven Kings who doted on you and 65 of their loyal servants who shared their very opinions. Even the money loving Bimet whose words you can still hear now that you type your resume "Don't soil your hands with work of the common when there are so many more ways that you especially could earn money." With the look of jealousy that would make even Leviathan impressed.
As much as you did here where they were coming from. About sudden angel attacks and hell still being dangerous. Becoming $1 million in debt because a devil at an Abyssos casino challenged to a game of poker was something. Instead of losing gold coins, the currency of Hell, and something you never had, the logical course of action was to go for the money in your earthly wallet. It was fucking traumatizing! You swore to yourself that would never happen again. As much as you are grateful for all seven of those kings to work for you to pay off your debt, the eye candy is so graciously enjoyed. You could still feel poor peepaw Solomon rolling in his grave every time you think about the $1 million you've never had that you lost.
The best thing about job hunting in hell Is that as soon as your resume hits the internet businesses from giant conglomerates in Tartaros to small Mom & Pop shops in Gehenna from cozy diners to strip clubs and bars flood your inboxes with messages offering you any amount of money with the greatest hours anyone could offer just for you to work under their roof. Because these devils knew that you were pretty much a celebrity, and wherever you went, potential paying customers would follow. So there you were, sitting on your bed, your golden laptop (gifted by You-Know-Who). You scroll through the plentiful options this job listing website has offered you.
You had no interest in corporations in Hell if they were anything like the ones on Earth, nor did you care enough to find out. Whether it's office work or on-site work, you are not working there, which was about 19% of applications you had to delete. You'd rather work somewhere smaller and less corporate.
You were not working in a place that worked with produced or was known for sex, adult toys, drugs, and alcohol. If you were already saying that just by walking down the street You did not even want to know what it was like working at a club or whatever Hell's equivalent of a Spencer's was!! And that was about 80% of the applications!!! Even some of the big companies fall into this category!
At the end of your mass deleting session, you were left with about 10 options that were currently hiring and had messaged you, at least one from each of the seven kingdoms.
Scrolling at the bottom and refreshing a page, another one pops up. That one caught your eye. It didn't have a lot of hours, but honestly, those were the ones you were looking for since you were trying to hide the fact that you even had a job. But it was also in Abyssos with morning hours, 3 days a week on weekdays. A humble cafe located at the end of a street corner, away from the large casinos and theme parks. As much as you were a little bitter at Abyssos for being the architect of your financial doom, this was the best choice. Out of all of the Seven Kingdoms, demons from Abyssos care about fun and in the moment more than anything else. The chances of you running into Beelzebub were far lower than in other countries; even if he was in this Kingdom, he wouldn't be there for long. Even if he did see you He would probably forget that you worked there after he left.
As much as you loved Gehenna, the chances of you running into Satan were very high; he knew everyone and was really popular with the devils who lived there. Satan, along with Mammon and Leviathan, were against you getting a job the most. So, who knows how mad he would be if he saw you on your shift? And his regular shenanigans are not really ideal if you just want peaceful shifts. Plus you can't imagine what kind of Karens the Kingdom of Wrath hosts.
Tartaros was a firm no. If you wanted to avoid large companies and corporate greed, honestly, you would stay 100% clear of Tartaros when it comes to looking for a job.
Hades sounds fine until you realize you will be working with envious devils. You can't imagine how bad the workplace drama could be. Not only that, the chances of Leviathan finding out are 99.9% which will lead you to a force transfer to his department, and by department, I mean wherever the fuck he feels like.
To work in Paradise Lost, you would need the permission of its king, and Lucifer would only agree for you to work there if it was underneath him directly. As tempting as it was, working in the medical department is terrifying, and you're not sure about working with a boss who you also bang.
Even though the chances of meeting Belphegor during your shift are lower than those of Beelzebub If you worked in Niffleheim, you would never have a break, a vacation, or even the day off; you can practically already hear the micromanaging. Belphegor was so eager at the idea of you working. He immediately offered, to his credit, a high-paying job to work in his castle, the benefits being "I don't fucking know..." And hours being "Forever I guess..." The job description very ominously being "Everything I need ya for Sugar. "
Abbaddon...
You let out a heavy sigh, lift your head out of your hands, and stare back at your screen. Your mouse had been hovering over the Cafe job listing for too long. Finally, you decided to bite the bullet and respond. The owner responded immediately with a casual and friendly tone. You're not sure if the lack of professionalism was refreshing or concerning. Is it a hell thing or an Abyssos thing that job interview didn't exist? But it was too late to contemplate now because the person who you assume was the boss pretty much hired you immediately over text. And informed you but in a couple days Wednesday You would come in at 12:00 And they'll teach you all that you need to know!
The cafe was "themed" after the ones on Earth They even had special events that lasted for a week every now and then. The owners were a middle-aged looking married couple. The husband who had slicked back hair and in undercut shook her hand very enthusiastically. Expressing his excitement to see a human in person. He had this innocent look in his eyes that made your heart melt He was probably hundreds of years older than you but he greeted you with such gusto. As he was yapping and rambling about his life in Hades and his dream to start a business blah blah blah- something from the back caught your extension. What you assume was the wife came practically stumbling out of the back room, You have the look of a cold-blooded killer on her face. She snarled when her blood red eyes landed on yours She didn't even say a word when she walked toward you before extending her hand, pinching the bridge of her nose her whole face scrunching up as if she was in pain. The husband beamed at his wife as if she was the most beautiful thing on earth. "Oh! That's Camilla! My beautiful wife! Sorry for her scary face She's nursing a hangover... Her old mates from Gehenna wanted to drink with her. She may look scary but I promise she's a sweetheart!"
Pink dusted her cheeks as she glared at her husband before muzzling his cheek, She put a hand on your head gently patting it before going to the back room.
You met the other part-time workers: a Young devil studying in a university in Tartaros, who seemed to be attached to you by the hip, her bright blue eyes looking at you like you were the most interesting thing in the world, Just buy her expensive jewelry you could tell where she was from. Her style was very up-to-date with Tartaros fashion with her golden name tag reading Xiulan. She mimicked you and every move you made with wide eyes and a big smile She was shy and didn't talk much but for some reason when it came to you suddenly she was just as talkative as your boss.
And an older man from Niffleheim with a lopsided name tag reading Kenji, who was the cafe's chef, who to this day you are unsure if he liked you or not. Every time he would see you running up to him with a big smile he would audibly grumble "Oh God, not you again..." But at the same time he would baked cook and feed you special dishes he made to ask how it tasted. But honestly did more micromanaging than Camilla and Lucian combined.
And all was well...
Until... The Day of reckoning...
A month into your job, your first event, Lucian your boss and Camilla's husband summoned you and the other part-timer as well a silence as ever Camila. "Okay this is very special! We all heard about The rulers of hell working as butlers at a shop on Earth". You tried to stop yourself from cringing when he mentioned.
"I think we should do the same! Instead of butlers, we can do maids!" Lucian said. Camilla smiled at his enthusiasm, with Camila taking measurements and Lucian with the shopping, You and Xuilan forcing Kenji to wear his goddamn maid outfit.
Besides Xuilan and Kenji getting into another fight during your lunch break when Kenji attempted to hand feed you only for Xuilan to Huff and bite it out of his hand, you yelled at both of them, and now they're sulking for the rest of their shift. You smiled as the bell above the door rang and two new customers entered. You skipped over to the new customer with your sweetest voice. You said, "Welcome home master!"
"oh~Is this some kind of roleplay?..." A familiar voice purred. Your eyes shot open... Oh fuck no.
You look up to see in all your horror. Not just one but two Leviathan and Beelzebub.
Leviathan's expression was unreadable. He looked down at you with wide, unblinking eyes, and his lips parted slightly.
Beelzebub's shocked expression faded instantly, replaced by a smug smile. "Aren't you going to see your masters?" He purred making you clench your fists. Hissing through your teeth, you respond, trying so hard for your customer service switch to flip. "Yes! Of course right this way." As you led them over to their table, you could feel holes being burned into your backside. As soon as you sit them down, that fake smile fades as you lean against the table to the both of them. Whisper screaming "What the fuck are you doing here?!"
Leviathan was oddly silent as Beelzebub spoke up for him, wrapping an arm around Levi. "Taking grumpy shut-in for a walk! Thought something That didn't have a lot of people was good for him. Could be asking you the same thing." You try to ignore Beelzebub leaning heavily to the right trying to get a better look at you.
You wanted them out now! And why the fuck is Levi so quiet... Usually, he's spitting poison or telling you how worthless you are, but he's just sitting there silently. His eyes never leave you, not even for a second, as you walk to grab a pen and notepad. Honestly, it's creepy as fuck the feeling that somebody is watching your every move, and you prefer when he's threatening to kill you.
In classic Beelzebub fashion, He orders one of everything on the menu. One. Of. Everything.
"And for you, master?" You turn to Leviathan, who just covers his face with said menu. You sigh, taking that as a no. As you head to the back, the burning sensation in your back does not leave. Kenji is there waiting for you on the other side of the wall. "Is that his majesty?" He whispers, and you finish this sentence with your palm and your hands as you give him the piece of paper with their order. "Leviathan and Beelzebub... Yea..."
Kenji looks at the paper in his eyes go wide. "Am I reading this right?"
"One of everything?? Yes."
Kenji rubs his eyes and he looks again.
"It's not changing Ken..."
"shit, I don't know whether to be excited or scared?" Despite his beefy appearance, the many scars on his body, and the fact that he looks like a yakuza member, Kenji takes pride in his cooking. Honestly, the only thing helping your anxiety-riddled mess is the fact that a muscular man like Kenji is in a frilly maid dress complete with a fake magic tail and ears that move.
Xiulan had already gone home since she usually opens. You saw Kenji going to the kitchen with Camilla. Kenji and Camilla looked so excited to get started. It seemed that they genuinely loved cooking. And when you tried to talk to Lucian, he just gave you a dismissive, "I don't care much for Hell politics... Whether they are kings, royals, or nobles, we treat all our customers like our Masters!" Lucian is way too committed to the bit.
The first five dishes come to their table, and Beelzebub's mouth waters at the smell. He takes a bite before you can see an idea popping into his head, and his lips curve into that signature shit-eating grin.
Oh no it begins...
"Miss maid, can you feed it to me~" Beel purred with the spoon still in his mouth. Which finally seemed to have awakened His majesty asshole of Envy. "You've already ordered everything on the menu fatass! Must you bother them even more?" Levi snarled.
You turn back to see Lucian, his eyes wide with sparkles, watching this whole thing. 'I thought you said you weren't interested in hell politics... ' You said internally before returning to Beelzebub. Taking a spoon out of his mouth, you scoop up some rice from the curry he ordered with the sweetest smile. "Open wide, Master!" Beelzebub is making sure to stick his tongue out,, too. Before he could take it off the spoon, Leviathan practically shoves him, putting it in his mouth instead of taking the food off that utensil. "Seriously, how annoying can you be? How is anyone supposed to eat if your hand feeding it?!" He glared at you, finally gently slapping your shoulder with the menu he had been holding onto this entire time. "Just get me one of your sodas!"
"Levi, if you wanted some food, you could have just asked..." Beelzebub said with a noticeable amount of annoyance. Whatever it was, it wasn't your problem as you tried so desperately to hide your exhausted side before you retreated back to the other side of the counter.
Around the afternoon, the cafe wasn't supposed to be as busy since The Abyssos nightlife was starting to kick up, and most devils were beginning to go bar hopping, clubbing, or gambling. Other than the two royalty on the side of the room, you were trying desperately to ignore. You served another table of regulars.
You smiled and greeted them with your usual soft tone, not forgetting to add 'Master!' at the end of it.
Leviathan's eyebrow twitched as he watched the whole interaction. Beelzebub had already cleaned his first round of plates while waiting for the other round of food. He was on his phone, texting. Leviathan stared at the hardly touched cup of cream soda. He slid his arm against the cup, slowly knocking it over the edge, some of that liquid splashing on a thigh. Hearing the noise, his head whipped around, immediately abandoning his current task and running to the King's (TM) table.
"Oh my goodness are you okay master?!" You ask You're so glad you keep a clean rag in your pocket. Levi's breath hatched when he felt your hands on his thigh pressing the rag against his pants. Staring down at you his pupils blown wide, How long have you been wearing this? How many more people had their eyes on you all day? 10? 20??
If it were up to him,, you would be serving only him. Dressed like this 24/7, with that sweet smile only for him, as you obediently cater to his every wish.
You press your rag harder on his thighs trying to soak up as much soda as you can. When your eyes dirt back up at him he grabs his teeth hoping you don't see the tent beginning to form in his pants. Once you are satisfied you move the rag to the table and then floor wiping up the rest of the spill. "Would you like me to get you more soda master to replace the one you spelled?"
Your voice snapped him out of his fantasy " what do you think? and be quicker this time You're as slow as you look " Leviathan huffed. You tried so hard not to grab the customer by the collar. As you left to go get a clean rag.
Coming back to the table your voice was sickly sweet as you hiss through forced smile "Oh my master is so clumsy~! Here!"
With enough force, you can slam down a sippy cup to make this table shake with a loud bang. Levi's eyes went wide, the loud noise making him jump back in his chair. His cheeks were dusted pink. He begrudgingly accepted the sippy cup without another word as Beelzebub busted out laughing.
When you finally finished serving your regulars You heard the bell on the door ring again this time It sounded like a whole group of people came in. When you rush to the door you wanted to jump out of your skin.
What the fuck.... Mammon and Satan?! Mammon hummed his eyes trailing up and down your body before giving you a whistle.
"Not sure which I'm more angry about, The fact that you went against what I said or the fact that you didn't tell me about it!" Satan raised his voice hissing through his gridded teeth but Mammon puts a hand in his shoulder. "If you don't like it then you can just go home, Beelzebub invited us to dinner, we should at least enjoy the food while we're here as well as the other services."
"fuck no I'm staying!" Satan growled smacking Mammon's hand off his shoulder.
Beelzebub You bitch! You internally scream as you whip your head around to see the man of your reckoning wave from the table they were seated.
"T-this way master..." You stuttered as you tried hard to regain that cheerful, ready-to-please attitude. "Master? I can get used to that!" Satan smiles wrapping an arm around your waist to feel how the dress compliments your body. Before walking ahead to his table, Mammon follows in tow but not before fully groping your ass on the way making you squeak at that moment, wondering if there is a hotline in hell for workplace harassment.
When they sit down you hear Satan, "Leviathan why do you have a sippy cup?"
"shut the fuck up short shit..." Leviathan mudders putting the cup up to his lips.
You wish your boss and coworkers could do more for you, but the fact is that they are kings, and there isn't a whole lot they could do about it... You didn't even bother bringing out menus as they were probably just going to eat whatever Beelzebub ordered prior.
You go to the back room to see if the second serving of food is ready, You look back to see all four staring at you; despite being clothed, you've never felt so naked as they undress you with their eyes. You knew exactly where Mammon was shamelessly staring. And they weren't exactly quiet either you could hear their shameless conversation.
"the maid outfit is nice... But... It seems a bit long and flowy. Something tighter around the waist... Hmm... Perhaps something to show off a little more assets?"
"lace?"
"ah yes! I didn't know you had such great tastes Beelzebub! "
"I pay attention where it counts!"
"It doesn't matter what they where everything is going to go on the floor anyway... "
"tch... No sense of style... No wonder you dress like that."
"SHUT YOUR FUCKING MOUTH YOU'RE DRINKING OUT OF A SIPPY CUP!!!"
You knew these were devils but come on... You're on the clock... Surely they'll cut you some slack on the clock right?? When you walked past the door, Lucian ran up to you, holding your hands in his. "Which one is your boyfriend?" He said with a big smile on his face. "I- What?" You are so cut off guard by his question. "So if you are Solomon's descendant are they all your boyfriends?!" Lucian continues. You didn't like the excitement in his eyes. " Hold on honey Wait here! "
He smiles as he runs to the kitchen with a skip in his step. He comes out with the fake tail and cat ears That was on Kenji before. Looks like he was more than welcome to give those up. Lucian hum does he replace your maid headband with the cat eared one and hooked up the magical tail right to the dress. "There you go dear aren't you the cutest kitten!! Now since today is going to get slower for the rest of the day now go out there and make your boyfriend happy! "
He smiled pushing you back out the door as you were wondering what the hell just happened. Did your boss just sell you out? You can't tell if he was supportive of your love life or a bad boss for subjecting you to more horrors. He sounds less of a boss and more of a nosy grandma. You made the mistake of looking back to see half of lucian's face peeking out from the other side. You say as you walk back to the table. Mammon's eyebrows perked up when he saw the new additions to your outfit. "hm... Better... But my point still stands." He smirks his arms cross.
Beelzebub whistled "Can you give us a little twirl?"
Ignoring their comments you smile "I'm sorry It will be a little longer till your food. If there's anything else you would like please let me know."
Satan gave you a toothy grin patting his lap "Aren't you tired from standing up all day? Why don't you set in my lap?"
"S-sorry You're not allowed to touch the Maids." You stutter again You could feel your face getting flushed, You've gotten attention from customers before but with the kings it was another level, if this was on earth this would be sexual harassment.
"Sorry doll face but I think we already broke that rule. "Satan purrs.
Beelzebub seems to finally notice what you said about the food leaning on his elbow "Don't worry about the food, we're waiting for more. "
"M-more?" Your eyes widened
"Oh yes, more." Mammon grins. "You're not just going to get a job as a cute little maid and expect us not to want to see it."
"You're welcome pretty." Beel chimed in making a kiss motion with his lips.
By the time your next break came around you sat in the break room your head in your hands, You swore this whole day was going to make you lose 5 years of your life. And it was about to get worse.
You could handle Lucifer and and Belphegor.
But... The devil you feared the most...
'The creature.'
There was no way 500 years he would miss the opportunity to see you in a maid outfit.
As much as he was sexy as fuck. That beast is terrifying.
But what you didn't think is how fast they would come in. Your 15 minute break ended. And you wanted to scream when you saw a Asmodeus walking in with a smile on his face coming from a portal carrying Belphegor piggyback. Lucifer following behind His eyebrows slightly raised as he looked around with interest.
By work policy you had to greet them.
Come on... Think about the paycheck, think about the paycheck, think about the paycheck, think about the paycheck, repeating your head like a mantra that would rival the Seraphim.
With a dead look in your eyes Your cat ears and tail which made Belphegore perk up from his nap and a curtsy that made Asmodeus bite his lip. "Welcome May I take you to your table?
'Oh God it's moving...!'
Asmodeus smirked smelling smelling fear.
"Aww No 'welcome home Master'~!"
You grit your teeth biting back the urge to strangle.
"He is correct you know. Aren't you supposed to be in character?" Lucifer unexpectedly chimes in.
'Lucifer you traitor!!' You sob internally
Belphegor resting his head on Asmodeus's shoulder, sneers "Aw ain't ya a shy kitty."
Your face red utterly shaking as you try so hard to summon every last ounce of fucks to give.
"welcome home, Masters~!" You gave them a cute smile.
The devils were too stunt to speak. Lucifer took a white handkerchief before pressing it to his nos. You saw a little bits of red staining the handkerchief when he folded it before threw it away into a nearby trash can when they walked over to their table.
You know in a fucked up way despite the torture and the more torture to come it was kind of nice seeing all the kings hang out like old friends. despite the abysmal difference in what's legal or not and the lack of overall morality they're no different from any other close group of friends
"Yup I'm definitely beating it tonight!" Asmodeus says with confidence Immediately tanking the mood.
"Honestly same." Belphegor mutters as he got off Asmodeus's back to sit in a chair.
There they were all Seven Kings... All eyes on you. A pack of hungry wolves watching a defenseless deer.
Levi grit his teeth at the empty sippy cup in his hand when you walk over to those same regulars who had been sitting there for a while now. Satan was grinding his teeth staring daggers at those poor devils
"um... Descendant of Solomon..." One of them asked his face red as he plays with his fingers a shy smile on his face His puppy love for you made your heart melt as his friend tried to hype him up. Leviathan rose up from his seat like a corpse from the grave, Satan's nails digging into the table looking like he was about to lunge like a feral animal, only to both pause.
"May I get a picture!" Your cute smile makes Satan grip the table his hand shaking trying so hard not to flip it. "Yes you may but you know the rules!" You practically skip over to a shelf grabbing the deck of cards.
"win against me in a game of poker! And you may get your picture!"
Poker might seem like a bad idea... Given that it was the main reason why you were here in the first place.
But you have changed since then... Countless nights mastering the game, all the harsh and painful lessons from your former poker Master Jjyu. Your hand still hurt, remembering that he would slap your hands with a sandal if you were to get sloppy.
Solomon would be proud of how quickly you destroyed those poor devils letting them leave dejected.
As you clean the cards back up You have made the mistake to turn your head around back to the only devils in the cafe now...
You did not like the look in their eyes....
......
You have trained for this moment... As they cleared off the table with empty dishes and freshly cooked food to place on another table nearby. All seven devils plus you. Playing a round of poker...
Each of the seven devils gets one chance, whoever wins. It is he who gets that photo.
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it wont let me do shit bc i apparently have 81 gigs of apps clogging my c drive, but my largest app is 0.4gb?????? its not system applications either because system is its own segment of storage. wadda hell are you talking about
Here's your friendly neighborhood trans girl programer to tell you WinDirStat is a free open source alternative and you don't have to sign in to the annoying microsoft app store!
pairingâ hades!corpse husband x persephone!fem!reader Â
genreâ greek gods au!, fluff, angst, friends to lovers, comedy (sorta), everyone is dramatic for no reason
warningsâ mentions of death and blood, implied sexual content (SFW! very minimal, you wonât even notice I swear)
castâ corpse husband as hades, valkyrae as aphrodite, ash nature nymph, sykkuno as apolloâs discipline, y/n as persephone
word countâ15.2k
âfor you, love blooms somewhere in the fields of greece; for him, it had already begun upon your first visit to olympus. it took only three dates to realise neither could go without the other. such a relationship was not explicitly forbidden, though not encouraged, either. alas, the course of true love never did run smooth. Â
authorâs noteâthis was inspired by @tvblonde âs ask and is also my gift to you for 15k followers. due to greek mythology having a frightening amount of incest, none of that is in here, as it is a re-imagined myth. demeter is in no way related to zeus and made persephone out of mud and flower petals:) i would also like to take this time and sincerely apologise for all he art/lit refs (of which you need to know zero in order to enjoy this fic im just a nerd) in this fic, and itâs also a reason itâs written like a myth/play/pride and prejudice movie. anyway, sit back, relax, and enjoy! as always, lmk what you think xx
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art & literature references
painting & sculpture glossary
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masterlist. ko-fi.
SOMEWHERE IN ANCIENT GREECE, in the vast, swaying red-orange meadow, you set down your woven basket and take a moment to breathe in the pollen mixed fresh air before your eyes flutter shut; take a moment to bask in the sun, in springtime, in the pleasant tune of insects that break the shrill silence. Solitude had never felt quite as wonderful as it does now. Olympus is always too crowded.
Summary: The reader (Persephone), locked away in her personal haven by her mother, Demeter, catches a sight most rare- a visitor to her domain. Who is this mysterious stranger? What business does he have here? And why would he risk your motherâs wrath to visit you?
Authorâs Note- Hi everyone! This is my first ever (published) fanfic and Iâm super excited and nervous to share it with you all :) The concept of Springtime was heavily inspired by delicrieuxâs Greek AU fic, Parm! Go check it out if you havenât.
â Paring: Hades!Corpse Husband x Persephone!Reader
â Genre: Greek Mythology AU, fluff, angst, friends to lovers
â Status: OngoingÂ
â Taglist: Open
â Update schedule: Tuesdays and Sundays (writerâs block permitting)
Warnings: Demons, Nervousness, Horror Elements, Swearing, Brief and Vague Mentions of past bad life experiences (bullying, failure etc.),
Genre: Demons & Angles AU, Humor, RPF (Real Person Fic)
Summary: In a universe where everyoneâs assigned their own demon or angel companion at birth, Y/N has been dealt a good hand with their demon.
Requested by Anon. Hi dear! Thank you so much for your request, it indeed was my first horror request. Hope I captured what you wanted and I hope you enjoy the read despite the long wait which I apologize for. Love, Vy â€
In a world where everyoneâs assigned a guardian angel or a wicked demon at birth, an anomaly must occur eventually. Nothing is perfect on this Earth, and neither is this assortment. Thatâs greatly impacted Y/Nâs life whoâs the only one in the family with an assigned demon. The demon himself too is an anomaly - being more of the opposite role than what heâs supposed to be. Yet still, those with assigned demons are judged heavily, much to their dismay. No matter the demon theyâve got, theyâre immediately painted as an individual not many want to be around. But Y/N and their demon Corpse beg to differ.
âThatâs a personal question, I donât think theyâd want to answer it thoughâŠâ Rae, your friend mumbles into her mic, putting an end to the moment of silence that had taken over the call.
âWhat wouldnât we want to answer?â Toast asks, perking up from his state of silence after muting his mic to interact with his chat.
You are currently in the middle of a stream with the aforementioned two and Sykkuno, doing a simple QÂ ân A after the game you wanted to play collectively crashed due to a glitch caused by an upcoming update. The switch was luckily not minded by your viewers who clearly enjoyed grilling you on TMI topics more than they enjoyed watching you four play games anyway.
âDemons or angelsss.â Rae replies theatrically, âNo but really, I think itâs obvious who has what attached to them.â
âYeah, for example I have a demon, and I donât bother hiding it anymore.â Toast once again interferes, âIt is what it is and it was completely out of my control. I wasnât even born when someone decided that this dumbass demon would be my companion for the rest of my life. His name is Charlie, by the way, and heâs more sarcastic than anything but he can be evil from time to time too. Itâs safe to say we donât get along.â
âRight, I mean the stereotype is mostly true cause demons are demons after all, but itâs clear who has what. The rest three of us have angles though, I would assume.â Rae replies casually, causing your stomach to knot bitterly.
âI do. Her name is Tina, sheâs very nice and sweet and we get along very well.â Sykkuno says, contrasting what Toast said.
âI can relate! My angelâs name is Sean. Heâs very funny and does remind of someone who could be a demon with his devilish side and all, but heâs suck a kind soul! I absolutely love having him around!â Rae adds, leaving you as the only one who hasnât shared an opinion with the audience.
Youâre not quite sure youâd want to do so either.
âUmâŠâ you can only trail off and stall so much before you crack, âIâŠI actually have a demon. His name is Corpse. Heâs really nice, caring, wise. Heâs protected me since birth and he still continues to do so. Heâs more a guardian angel than an actual one would be.â With that all said in seemingly one breath, you slump back in your chair, feeling an awful lot like a deflated balloon.
A moment of silence, radiating confusion takes hold of the VC once again, leading you to cringe at whatâs to come. You shouldâve just lied, or at least thatâs what you tell yourself even thought you know damn well the truth wouldâve swam up sooner or later, leaving you in a whole different uncomfortable position that would include you being a liar as well.
âThatâs impossible.â Raeâs voice is once again the one to cut through the silent tension, âFirst of all, you canât have a demon! I mean, yeah, Toast does but youâre you - such a wonderful human being, and Toast isâŠ.â
Sensing the joke, the accused follows the lead, âAnd Iâm me and Iâm not a wonderful human being.â
You could practically hear the girl roll her eyes which manages to get a small laugh out of you despite how tense and on-edge you are.
âAnd second: you shouldnât be able to get along with your demon. Theyâre demons for a reason, Y/N! Theyâre there to lie and deceive and trickâŠâ
I have to double-check every blog name with âradâ or âradicalâ, and I HATE IT, because rad/radical were some of my favorite words! people who donât respect trans men/women arenât radical, theyâre tragical!!!
I am so serious when I say if you want to learn about light, you NEED to at least look at modesevenâs tutorials. even if youâre not pursuing a painterly style, this is all essential theory that can be easily adapted to different coloring styles. notice how none of these ever say âlight with these colors and shade with these colorsâ? notice how this is teaching how light works on a mechanical level, and reminding the audience to adjust the actual colors they choose by context? THAT is good advice.
(if youâre thinking âwow I want to study more of this persons art!â I encourage you to do so, but proceed with the knowledge that modeseven draws pretty much exclusively weird as hell kink art. sometimes wisdom comes from horny places)
Oscar Wilde WAS gay and he DID suck dicks but âlove is a sacrament that should be taken kneelingâ is not about oral sex. It is not even erotic.
Hereâs the rest of the quote. Itâs from De Profundis:
âMost people live for love and admiration. But it is by love and admiration that we should live. If any love is shown us we should recognise that we are quite unworthy of it. Nobody is worthy to be loved. The fact that God loves man shows us that in the divine order of ideal things it is written that eternal love is to be given to what is eternally unworthy. Or if that phrase seems to be a bitter one to bear, let us say that everyone is worthy of love, except him who thinks that he is. Love is a sacrament that should be taken kneeling, and Domine, non sum dignus should be on the lips and in the hearts of those who receive it.â
This is actually a really good perspective and explains why the MCU is the way it is. It is essentially one-off entertainment without the backup of DVD sales (of course Disney being Disney it is still backed up by massive merchandise and spin off sales). The movie is designed to be âdisposableâ. The rewatch value is low because itâs not intended to be sold on DVD for people to treasure and rewatch every year at Christmas (or whenever) with family. The idea is to generate hype, through manufacturing controversy or teases or gossip. Keeping spoilers under wrap is integral because the rewatch value is negligible. It hinges on surprise or shock (or wtf value) to entice audiences to give up their money to see it in theatres. It is about spectacle, about being loud and colourful and busy, so that for the first 30 minutes after you walk out your senses are still buzzing and you feel like that was worth your $30 or however much. It takes a while for your brain to come back online after the sensory overload to then try to pick apart the plot, and by that stage it doesnât matter, youâve already hyped it up to your friends.
And the story or characterisation doesnât matter because no one is watching that again to care.
I study graphic design and my tutor recommended and used this in his classes at art college last year, itâs so good it has SO many features for free, I really recommend it, even if youâre just trying to learn the basics of PS, such a wonderful thing <3
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