Kip • They/Them • 22 I'm not gonna lie, I'm not that good at writing. But that never stopped 13 year old me from writing depressing homestuck fanfiction, so might as well get back into it!!! This is where I write my silly little stories, draw my fanart, and share my ambiences. If you wanna request something go for it!! But I'm kinda picky with what I make. Who knows maybe your idea will inspire me and we both get something outta it! also fuck it, this is where I reblog my favorite fics too now hehehehe yay
Obey Me! Mammon/Reader - Platonic - No MC pronouns
Warnings: Angst, being yelled at, mentions of breaking things, lots of crying, mean thoughts, learning how to accept comfort. It's an angsty one you've been warned.
Summary: MC gets yelled at by Lucifer after trying to go to the attic again. Gets triggered by childhood past experiences. Mammon is there to help.
Word Count: 2k
Note: You could probably psychoanalysis me from this. Should show this to my future therapist. Also I don't like this title, if you can come up with something better let me know lmaoo
Masterlist
You walk out of Lucifer's office. A blank far off expression on your face, with a few tears starting to grow in your eyes.
You hate having people see you cry. It feels so humiliating. You tried your absolute best to hold it in while Lucifer was berating you for attempting to go to the attic again. You tried your best to stand your ground silently, just saying whatever he wanted to hear until he was appeased and let you go.
And as if the universe had any pity on you, here comes Mammon, strolling by, looking down at his phone. You quickly turn away and start to walk to your room hoping to escape before he notices you.
"Oi human!" He runs over to you before putting an arm around your shoulder. Goddammit.
"Was just lookin' for ya, I have a great idea you're gonna love it!!" You turn your face away acting as if something caught your attention, just to keep his eyes from seeing his face.
You suck in a breath. "Maybe next time Mammon."
"C'mon ya gotta trust me! I promise it's good and most definitely not a scam this time." He says with a devilish grin.
Your tone turns a bit harsher and slower "Maybe next time Mammon." Maybe if he could just take a hint that you were annoyed and give you some space, you could run to your room to let out all your angst quicker.
But unlucky for you, there are two facts about Mammon that you overlooked. 1) He isn't afraid of being annoying and 2) he really likes to talk.
"What's up with ya today?? Are my brothers rubbin' off on ya or something?"
You take in another sharp breath "Look, I'm just not in the mood today, I'm sorry." Your voice falters among your sharp words.
"MC are you ok? For real?"
"I'm fine I just need to be alone. It's fine."
You reeeally didn't wanna burden anyone else with your problems right now, especially Mammon. By this point you were the one keeping most of the peace in this house, you couldn't just break down in front of them and disrupt that. Besides, what if he just brushes it off or mocks you for it like he does with most of your feelings.
Mammon's grip tightened around your shoulders. "Follow me."
"Mammon I already said I'm not in the mood."
"Just-" He nudges you along "Put up with me for a sec and c'mon."
Deciding that he really isn't gonna let up anytime soon, you take another deep breath and tilt your head back. Might as well just suck it up and get this over with, then maybe you can get to your room faster.
"Fine." You say in an annoyed manner.
You find yourself being dragged to the doorway of his room where he finally lets you go to fumble with the lock.
Walking in and plopping down on his couch you say flatly, "Now what." Watching him as moves to sit next to you.
He leans back and turns towards to look at you, causing you to shift your gaze to your now very interesting shoeslaces.
"What's wrong."
"Nothing."
He gives you a look.
"Stubborn human... If somethin' is making ya so bothered then it's my job as your guardian to fix it. Just spill it."
You take another deep breath trying to calm yourself but also just getting tired of fighting him. "If I do," You chew on your cheek thinking over your next words, "then I'll start crying."
With that, his face twists with confusion and worry. "Just an even better reason to tell me I guess."
You take a final shaky breath. "Lucifer yelled at me." deciding to just keep it brief.
He looks at you confused "That's it??"
"For the most part yeah."
"Oh come on, I've seen him threaten ya and even lunge at ya, how is yellin' the worst of it?"
"Um." You grow small in your seat as memories start to flood back. Tears begin to prick the corners of your eyes that you try to blink away.
"Well. I used to get yelled at a lot as a kid by my parents."
Mammon's silence urges you on.
"a-and. I uh, it just reminded me of that. That feeling of being just so small and weak." You sniffed putting on an anxious smile. "They would scream shitty things at me, calling me stuff like ungrateful and lazy. They would break stuff and throw away my favorite toys. The lectures would last for what felt like hours before they would lock me in my room for the rest of the day." You let out a weak laugh "All because I didn't clean my room usually."
You waved your hand in the air dismissively. "I know it's not that bad, especially compared to what you go through all the time. It just. It kinda messed me up a little bit." You struggled to fight back the tears threatening to fall. God, you really didn't want to talk about this.
The air grows thick as you both remain silent, Mammon sitting there stunned.
"Not that bad? If I saw a kid bein' treated like that I'd be fucking pissed!" His whole body tenses in disgust and anger.
"You get strung up by Lucifer and fucking whipped like every other week! How is this anything compared to that?" You cross your arms.
"You were a kid!!"
"So!?"
"Lucifer does that cause he knows I can handle it. I'm a full grown goddamned demon, I can fight back."
"What? That still doesn't make it ok. And why don't you fight back if you're so strong huh??"
"Cause I know it makes him feel better to take it out on me." His voice drops to a mumble. "Plus, it keeps him from doin' the same to my younger brothers."
Now you're the one who's stunned to silence, hearing nothing but Mammon's aggravated breath and your anxious heartbeat.
As you fidget with you hands, you feel a few tears make their way down your face, both from your own confession and now his. Seems like quite the touchy subject for the both of you. Finally, you look up at Mammon, who's leaning in your direction, shoulders tense, eyebrows furrowed, and to your surprise, a pair of blinking watery eyes.
Oh shit. You really just made him cry. Well, almost cry. You've never seen him like this. Oh holy shit. It's your fault. What kind of shitty fucking friend are you. Why did you even ask that question in the first place you dumb fuck. You have to apologize. Now.
"I'm sorry." You say ever so quietly, as if it wasn't more than a whisper.
"What?" You grow even smaller under his intense gaze.
"I'm sorry for making you all worked up. I should've just left when I had the chance." You bite on your tongue.
Mammon huffs, "Oh what. And just lock yourself in your room for the rest of the day?"
You stare up at him as you feel your heart jump and your breath becoming shaky.
All the pent up panic and tears you've been trying to hold off suddenly flood your system. Oh god, why did he have to say that.
Choking on air, you start hiccuping and fighting for breath as you wipe at the wetness on your face.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," you plead. You go back to trying to hide your face, breaking into a full on ugly cry. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
You hate this, so so much. Why did you let him talk you into this. Stupid annoying demons. This is so embarrassing your face is all gross now. You should just leave, just leave, leave. JUST GET UP AND LEAVE. WHY CAN'T YOU LEAVE.
Slowly, you feel two soft but awkward arms wrap around you, as a hand is placed on the back of your head, nudging it closer.
Goddammit. Pushing your forehead into his chest, you heave.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry" You can't stop apologizing as if it's a mantra, slowly turning into a jumble of choked whispers.
Gently, he rubs your shaking back, holding you close.
"You're ok. It's ok. You don't need to be sorry."
No it's not ok, it's not ok, it's not ok. You have everything to be sorry for.
You take a strangled gasp for air, as if that would let up the tightness in your throat.
You grip onto his shirt tightly as you hide your face in his chest. God this is so embarrassing. You must look so stupid and pathetic right now.
"Hey, take a deep breath for me ok?" He interrupts your thoughts.
Starting you off, he takes a long deep inhale himself. Shakily, the mess of yourself tries follow along.
In...
And out...
"Another one."
In...
And out...
With each breath, your sobbing grows quieter and your apologies die down.
"You're ok." He strokes your back some more, as your grip relaxes. You take another deep breath on your own, the air feeling just a bit lighter now.
Realizing the position your in, you let out a weak laugh as you hold onto him. "I told you I would cry."
He chuckles, the sound reverberating from his chest "Well hey, at least ya warned me."
A beat of silence passes as he soothes your back, giving you a moment to catch your breath.
Why was he being so nice. He always rambled about how annoying it was to take care of you, so why go through all the effort to comfort you like this.
Still. With all his self sacrifice for his brothers and now with the way he's treating you, you can't help but have just the slightest tiniest thought that maybe, just maybe, he cared about his family and you much more than he led on.
"Thank you."
He gently squeezes you in his embrace.
"Anytime."
He gives some more time for you both to relax. Just gentle touches and soft slow breaths. His warm palm traveling up and down your back in slow fluid motions, the hand in your hair holding you securely. You press your face further into his chest, soft fabric against your cheek, smelling strongly of his cologne.
"Ya don't gotta run off if ya need to cry. I'm here to talk about it- I mean it is my job after all."
You let out a chuckle at his sudden change in demeanor.
"I don't know, it's kinda really hard for me to just cry in front of people. Or ask for help. Or anything like that." You trail off.
He hums in thought. "Well, how about this. If I catch ya havin' a hard time, you're not allowed to run away." He smiles softly burying his face in your hair.
You huff out a laugh "Hard to say I won't just start avoiding you."
"Then I'll just have to stick by your side and annoy ya even more then, huh." He squeezes you real tight proving his point, both of your smiles growing as laughter begins to bubble up from your chest.
"Ah like you don't already do that enough."
He chuckles at your sarcastic tone before relaxing again.
And after a moment, you finally pull back to look up at his face. Feeling relaxed, grounded, and safe, having gotten to this point so much quicker than any solo sob fest you've given yourself.
Hi past Kip. Just wanted to let you know. You found someone just like this, in fact even better than this, 3 years later.
The stars will align and one day, she will hold you so gently and lovingly when you are hurt and scared. She will ask you to look her in her eyes to see her soft gaze, and you'll look, even if it's terrifying and brief to be so exposed and seen like that. She will tell you that you're so beautiful, even when you cry. She will listen to you always. All the messy half thoughts and words you can't find, even if it's things she did that hurt you and you're so so terrified of telling her. I promise she Wants to hear and she will do her damn best to mend it because she genuinely cares about how she affects you. She will cuddle you and you'll have the feeling of her heartbeat pressed to your cheek memorized. And she will ask you to pinky promise to her, that you will not run and hide. That you trust you will always have a space with her to be honest and messy and express your true self, and you will share it ONLY if/when you're ready and want to. Whether that's being held and crying into her shoulder and telling her everything or letting you sit a few feet from her while she reads her comics and you have a little cry, and she'll give you pen and paper to journal privately. - And you'll pinky promise all that to her, cause she doesn't try to fix your feelings, she believes in you more than that, she holds your hand and stands by your side as you make it through yourself. Cause she likes you as you are. Messy awkward forgetful and so loveable.
And even better
She will pretend to eat your fingers and ears and tummy to make you giggle. Together you sleep on the phone every night and when you're in person she will curl up and keep scooting her butt into you somehow. She loves how squishy your tummy and thighs are and uses them like a fidget toy while you watch movies. She never makes you feel sexualized or expects anything out of you, and she listens to your boundaries the very first time you set them and forever on. She will read you to sleep and you'll fight to stay awake just so the moment doesn't end. She buys you flowers and shares all her food. She will hold your hand even if you have sweaty palms.
And you both will understand each other and be vulnerable in ways that you can't even comprehend yet, let alone actually see yourself doing. But you will. You will trust fall with each other over and over and at times you'll have two trust falls meeting in the middle.
Not codependence, not fixing, not self sacrifice. But true unconditional love.
I could go into even further detail about all the Wonderful things you get to do for her. How special and loved and heard you get to make her feel. But you get to find that yourself. Messily and awkwardly and with such determination and love. That's the fun part.
But I just wanted to let you know. You are very loveable and you deserve softness. And you'll find someone even better than you can fantasize about. I promise you.
Lol I'm glad people are still liking my fanfics after like a year or so. Absolutely insane to me to imagine 500 people reading my ninja turtle x reader tho. Like. Actually insane.
- the first time you bite him, he jumps and lets out a loud yelp, “ah! ow! what in the name of-“ then just stares at you in disbelief. absolutely incredulous. and has to take a while to process. why? why- HOW could you do this to him? after all he’s done for you?
- don’t play with him he HAS and WILL bite you back and NOT in a loving way
- he is ALWAYS on his guard
- you go in for a hug? you lean in to kiss him? you turn your head ever so slightly in his direction? his whole body tenses up. you’re giving this boy trust issues. he will physically, STILL GENTLY, push you away with his mechanical spider arm thingies…heaven forbid you bite those too….
- “Do. NOT. Bite me. Y/N.” “…”
- ^— “DO NOT. This is your last warning.”
- “Yes, Y/N. You’re very ferocious and vicious. Now STOP biting me.”
- “Sigh. That is NOT affection, Y/N.”
- “AH! Don’t bite me while I’m working, please…Don’t bite me ever!”
- “If you want to ‘show affection,’ you could just…I don’t know, hug me? or hold my hand? the biting is unnecessary.”
- NOT a fan of the biting at ALL
Raph
- The first time you bite him, “AHH!” he is confused. he does not understand. are you trying to attack him??? do you wanna throw hands??? what did he do to deserve that??? he does not want to throw hands with you
- he really does not see how biting is supposed to be showing your affection but whatever you say 😭
- his skin is pretty thick and rough. I mean you’d really have to sink your teeth in to hurt him so he just lets you. it actually lowkey tickles to him.
- “Careful. Ya don’t wanna bite my spikes.”
- it’s definitely not his favorite thing in the world but he doesn’t mind terribly if it really makes you happy and as long as it’s just you trying to show him love
- chooses to just take it as a sign that you want attention and/or some kind of affection
- would never bite you back tho
- however, I don’t suggest catching him off guard with a nibble cause he might start swingin 🤺 and would feel absolutely horrible abt it
Mikey
- the first time you bite him he’s offended. you’re gonna bite HIM? 🤨 yeah, ok buddy. he just squeaks in surprise and rubs where you bit him, looking at you like ‘😟’ before biting you back. he is taking it personally until you tell him you’re just showing affection cuz you love him soooooo much
- he’s perfectly ok with it then as long as you don’t bite him too hard
- LOVES to give and receive affection anyways so he makes it really easy to bite him when he’s clinging onto you all the time
- always giggles and squirms when you bite him
- returns your bites with kisses all over your face
Leo
- the fucking most dramatic ever
- the first time you bite him he acts like you just shot him
- “OWW!! OWIE! Ugh! Y/N! How COULD you?! BETRAYAL” while gripping where you bit his shoulder and whining like a toddler even though it did not hurt at all and you didn’t leave any sort of mark whatsoever.
- ^ drops the act completely when you tell him it was out of love
- now every time you do it he thinks you’re trying to flirt with him 🤞😔 and I mean I guess he’s sort of-ish right
- honestly he doesn’t really care but definitely teases you about it /ns
- “yeah? do I taste good, Y/N?” /ns!!
- “ow! ok, ok! not too hard!” while giggling
- “mhm…now kiss it better.” makes you kiss where you bit him every time.
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now I know I ain’t the only one who bites like that 🤨
I couldn't not draw both versions.
Recalling how young Leo was always so "EEW!" whenever he saw people expressing romantic love,
But I imagine him being king of confidence as an adult.
Actually making your selfinsert overpowered and friends with all your faves and a hybrid of the coolest species and in a relationship with your crush and the long lost sibling of the villain is called having fun and its cool as fuck
You sometimes wonder if the demons end up in your room at night because somehow they know that you no longer prefer to wake up alone.
Ever since you started living at the House of Lamentation, you have gotten used to finding one or more of them there with you. A friendly face, a gentle touch, the warm body of someone who cared for you, someone you cared for in return.
They all arrive in their own unique ways.
Mammon, who always crashes through your door so easily during the day, sneaks in quietly at night. Most of the time he doesn't wake you. But if he does, he gets flustered and starts to leave until you ask him to stay.
"Of course ya want the Great Mammon to stay with ya," he says. Even in the darkness, you know he's blushing as he says it.
If you whine with nightmares, he'll kiss your head, pull you closer, and whisper that it'll be all right. And instantly the nightmares dissipate.
You never have nightmares when Belphie is around, either. He shows up in your dreams himself, fighting off the terrors with an energy you never see in him when he's awake.
He'll snuggle up to you any time and any place, but most often he finds you at night. He's impossible to disturb, even if you kick him in your sleep. You sometimes wake to find him in strange positions.
Asmo always rearranges him if they both end up with you on the same night.
"You won't get quality sleep like this," he says. "And you need quality sleep if you want to have quality skin!"
When he's alone, Asmo will come in only to stare at you fondly for a while. You know he never intends to stay. It's just a little peek at his favorite sleeping human. But then he finds he can't tear himself away. You'll wake up with his lips pressed against your cheek, as he always wants to kiss you in his sleep.
You sometimes have dreams about eating something, but in the morning you find it's because Beel was there having a midnight snack before falling asleep beside you. He likes to hold you close, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you against his chest. You wake up in the middle of the night sometimes because it feels like being held by a furnace.
Although these are the brothers you wake up to most often, you'll find the others come around sometimes, too.
Satan will crawl into bed with you directly, without hesitation, but you know he's embarrassed about the need to be next to you. He'll hold you tightly, like he's afraid to let go. If you ask him what's wrong, he'll tell you, but it's always muffled because he's pressing his face into your neck.
"I'm irritated and I can't calm down enough to sleep," he says. "You always… "
You brush your fingers through his hair soothingly. "I know," you say. Because you do. You know that your presence relaxes him in a way nothing else does.
The ever elusive Levi only stops in when you're alone. He won't join any of his brothers and half the time, he's still awake in his room, binging anime or gaming into the wee hours. You pretend to be asleep if you know he's lingering outside your door because then he'll finally come inside.
He'll stand there and look at you, like he's just dropping in for a moment. He tells himself he'll always leave before you wake up, but that never happens. You deliberately shift yourself to be inviting, creating a space for him beside you. If he's here, he likely needs to rest, to shut off his mind for a little while, to indulge in his desire to be close to you when no one else is around. He blushes the whole time, but he does crawl beneath your covers and rest his head on your chest.
And then there's Lucifer.
The other brothers are constantly going in and out of your room. They have gaming competitions there and movie marathons. Sometimes they gather to do homework with you. Sometimes it's only one or two of them. And you always find one sleeping beside you.
Lucifer rarely takes part in these activities. He's always holed up in his office, working. He waits for you to come to him.
But every once in a while, you'll wake to find him kneeling beside your bed, his hand in your hair or resting on your cheek. Like he came in to check on you and couldn't resist a soft caress. His presence inevitably wakes you. And if you reach out, if you grab his hand, if you hold onto him, he'll give in and stay.
His most vulnerable moments are when he lies down in your bed beside you and lets himself run his fingers along your skin. He'll kiss your forehead and your eyelids, a tender gesture that speaks volumes.
And every morning, no matter who is with you when you wake, you find yourself next to someone who loves you. It becomes your favorite way to start the day. And somehow, every demon living in the House of Lamentation is aware of this. They make sure you're never sleeping alone.
Mammon deserves to have someone who misses him when he’s away.
Imagine: Mammon’s not home for the week. He’s away, doing photoshoots or dealing with witches or whatever it is he does. His brothers are just chilling as usual. This is nothing to even blink at, much less be upset about.
But MC? Nope! He’s their Mammon, and they love him so much!
Imagine MC turning to the side where Mammon usually is, automatically going to whisper some dumb comment to him, and then deflating when they find no Mammon there. Imagine MC absentmindedly reaching their hand out to that side, going to hold his hand out of habitual impulse—and being confused for a moment to find empty air… then hiding their sadness. Imagine them distracting themself by hanging out with all the others, who they DO love a lot, but… Mammon’s not there, and the house feels incomplete. They’ve spent lots of time with the others without Mammon before, but he’s never been away so long before, and everything feels wrong.
Imagine Mammon’s reaction to his brothers (probably Asmo, to tease him, or Beel, out of sympathy for the human) texting him to tell him that the human’s moping without him. Imagine them catching MC doing one of those things on camera, because Mammon has to see it to really believe that someone misses him so much.
Imagine Mammon coming home, and the human regaining their energy just at the sound of his voice announcing that he’s back. Imagine them running to the door, pouncing on him for hugs with such excitement that he TOTALLY would have been knocked to the floor if he weren’t supernaturally strong—you know, being a demon.
“You’re home!!!!” MC shouts, not bothering to contain their excitement because they love him, they’re so happy to be reunited, they missed him so much, and he deserves to see that. It’s good for him.
Imagine how happy he’d be to get a reaction like that!
Imagine Mammon and MC inevitably ending up in MC’s room, as they always do, and Mammon seeing that MC has stolen the blanket off his bed. It’s in a messy pile on top of their own blanket, it looks like MC had been curled up under it just before he returned. Because it smells like him, and it’s warm and soft and big, so it’s the closest thing to a hug from him that they could have gotten while he was away.
Imagine how his heart would melt. Imagine how loved he would feel.
The cafeteria if filled with loud noises, your voice shouting profanities to another demon specifically.
Everyone listening to the argument feels like they're stomach is about to burst out of nervousness because "What if Lucifer randomly comes in and put all of us is detention because we just stood by and didn't do anything to stop the fight?!"
And he did.
But what surprised them is that he didn't shout or anything, he just stood there for a few second and scanned the crowd looking for one of his brothers.
Spotted Mammon and came close to him before whispering something among themselves.
And then he just stood there
Doing nothing
As if it's just fucking okay to let a human, the exchange student at that, to scream and curse a demon because he won't cooperate into this project.
And when the demon started cursing back at you, the rules are suddenly so strict as if cussing will cause the end of the 8 rings of hell.
The demon is sent to detention, removed from the group, suspended, and many more.
And who knows? Maybe you pulled just a few strings to have that demon expelled.
But what the citizens sure know is that they never saw anyone again after talking to MC like that.
MAMMON
It was cute
Mammon would do anything for you, no matter how big or small it is.
One day, Mammon was spotted running around the halls of RAD.
Looking like he's getting chased by Lucifer, again.
But surprisingly, he's not.
He's just running around the school fetching your fan, notebooks, bag, pens, water or some snacks.
One time, you two were put in a group for this project and were talking about it with your other group mates.
Then you hit him with a "Mammon, I left my notebook on my desk in the potions class, can you fetch it for me?"
With just a blink of an eye, Mammon who was leaning on your shoulder just a few minutes ago is gone.
And with another blink of an eye he's there again with your notebook on his hands then he's back to leaning on your shoulder again as if he didn't just go to the other side of the school for a notebook.
LEVIATHAN
He's introverted
He won't go out his room if it's just for some lame party
I also headcanons for him to be the most unseen brother
Or like him having the smallest amount of photo and information online because he just won't go out.
Yeah, he won't go out if it's just some small, lame party but if Diavolo hosts it, what exactly can he do?
"Do you think the avatar of envy will attend this party?"
"Ha! No way... Lord Leviathan won't attend small parties or gatherings like these unless Lord Diavolo hosts it himself."
"Lord Leviathan really has a high standard when it comes to gatherings..."
And then poof
He's there
Beside you
A happy go lucky sheep beside a gloomy snake
What a match
And if you ask him why he would attend such gatherings when it's totally not even his style he would just go like "MC."
"What can I do? MC really wants to see the fireworks display."
"MC wants me to escort them."
So they got the hint on how to make Levi attend gatherings, either have Diavolo host it or invite MC too.
SATAN
He's angry
But not angry enough to yell when MC is around
Man's can go from 👹 to ☺️ real quick as soon as he felt MC's prescense
He doesn't know why too, but whenever he yell while you're around he thinks he'll fall out of favor
"WELL MAYBE IF YOU'RE SO PERFECT THEN WHY DON'T YOU GO AROUND WHILE YOU HAVE YOUR HEAD FAR UP YOUR ASS- Oh, Hi MC? How are you?"
He'll talk so sweet in front you and then when you turn around you can see some veins popping out of his neck and forehead.
And if he can't really handle it and went berserk in your prescense another scary yet amazing thing you can is to put your hand on his body.
Shoulder, head, neck, wrist, arm, wherever it is.
Just pat him or link your arms with him and he will start to calm down.
ASMODEUS
People headcanon him to like it when you're obsessed with him but I think he's more obsessed to you.
Like he's down bad
You can do anything and he'll literally fawn all over it
"Look at the way they run their hands through their hair!"
"Look at how they work!"
"The way they hold that fork is so graceful~"
Literally, you're the only person that comes to his mind when someone said pretty
Except for himself of course
But I swear, whenever someone caught him staring at you the atmosphere gets so thick
You don't even know why but the atmosphere is heavy and the air suddenly smells so sweet
And those heart in his eyes, the way his pupils dilate
Yeah, you have this man worshipping you alongside himself
BEELZEBUB
Other than the fact that he's actually willing to share his food with you
He's willing to help you in any physical works
Like lifting up things, carrying your stuffs and sometimes even running errands for you
I mean, he actually doesn't do it a lot because Lucifer actually asks Mammon for this stuff because the things Lucifer needs to be done is a little...
Shady?
And he doesn't want to taint Beel's innocence.
So now since you're already a part of the student council when Lucifer needs to have something important finished but it requires physical work.
You and Beel will be partnered
And he doesn't have anything against it either
He likes it so much when you command him to do something actually
I mean, he's tall and buff but Lucifer won't ask him to do anything that includes hard labor except taking care of Belphegor
So you actually helping him make use of all those muscles made him feel a tinge of happiness
He feels like he's actually of use :)
BELPHEGOR
This little brat
He would kill for you and he means it
He's not scared to spill blood on broad daylight as long as it's for you
Someone bothered you? Dead
Oh this person annoyed you? Taken care of
Aw~ He told you you're cute and asked you out on a date? That's sweet! Dead.
He's just like that
He won't tolerate anyone who dared disrespect you
And Lucifer won't even put a stop into this
"I mean, Devildom is quite overpopulated and we don't want anyone disrespecting Lord Diavolo's plan on bringing the three realms together now." Is what he reasons everytime.
Oh, he also wakes up on command as long as it's you.
Lucifer and his brothers could be shaking him like he's dead and he won't even bother to open his eyes
But if you just pulled a "Belphie? Good morning..." Oh dear, he's wide awake and clinging to you.
Falling asleep in one of the House of Lamentation's common rooms can be a gamble. At best, somebody kindly carries you back to your room and tucks you in. Or maybe they leave you where you were, but drape a jacket or blanket over you.
Sometimes they go overboard, and you wake up with too many blankets. It's sweltering hot and excessively heavy. You thought the brothers were just being supportive in a weird way until Mammon accidentally revealed everyone is trying to break the record of 23 blankets and three duvets.
Sometimes you wake up with a full manicure and facial in progress. Asmo likes the practice.
Sometimes you wake up wearing Lucifer's reading glasses or Mammon's sunglasses. The Anti-Lucifer League must have thought you make a good hiding spot.
Sometimes you wake up with fresh food next to you. Particularly if you fell asleep near mealtime. The strong smell of Devildom cuisine rouses you awake, and you catch Beel trying to tip-toe away.
Sometimes you find... offerings. Bottled tea, or sticker sheets, or a coin placed on your cheek. Levi started taking pictures and in thanks decided to make a shrine dedicated to his idol (you).
Sometimes they draw on your face. The first person to do so will leave a marker for anyone else who happens to feel creative. You've woken up with whiskers, a mustache, fake eyes drawn over your eyelids, money signs drawn on your eyelids, swirls and hearts, a goatee, a big unibrow, and you're pretty sure the twins are the culprits behind a game of tic-tac-toe.
Sometimes you get notes. Simple reminders, or a notice that Lucifer's left the house so please make sure to check that everyone's behaving when you wake up. Occasionally you wake up completely covered in post-its with silly messages.
Sometimes you get kisses. They leave no trace, unless their sender gets carried away and sticks around.
Relationship: Either platonic or pre-relationship! Up for personal interpretation
- He was surprised, to say the least. You just kicked some monster's ass no problem, you were hurled across the room and you got back on your feet like nothing happened. You may not be strong, but you know how to move in order to inflict as much damage as possible
- Yet the moment he approaches you, it's as if you were a completely different person. You could not for the live of you look at him in the eye, and the moment he complimented your abilities... Oh, boy, you melted into a puddle right then and there
- "You okay?"
- You are far too nervous to speak. You nod your head
- "Oh, uh- Are you like... Mute or somethin'?" Real smooth/s
- You shake your head
- Oookay... This is beyond awkward. Are you scared of him? But you just fought some freak a moment ago. It doesn't make sense
- Your palms are sweaty, your ears are ringing, and your head feels like it's spinning. Why can't you just speak? Say something! Anything! Come on! It can't be that hard! He is going to think you are weird!
- Your inner monologue is interrupted by another agent, who places a reassueing hand on your shoulder. Thank God he is aware of your struggle with this kind of situations
- "I see you met the new kid, Red! They are a bit anxious around new people." He squeezes your shoulder in an attempt of soothing you. The man looks at you with a smile "(Name), this is Hellboy, another agent from the BPRD. He may look like a grump, but he is harmless."
- Another nod. You would expect HB to take offense to your behaviour, but he is not stupid. He knows the difference between someone who is freaked out and someone who is, to his understanding, extremely shy
- It takes you a while to work up the courage to utter a word in front of him, and when you finally do, he is over he moon! But don't worry, he won't make a snarky comment (as he usually does) in order to not trigger your social anxiety once more
- He may ask you to repeat yourself, but never to speak up. He knows you are not stupid, he knows you know he asked you because you can barely raise your voice
- No one in the whole department expected him to be so patient, but he is. Don't get me wrong, he doesn't baby you, but he definetely keeps an eye on you in case you need anything, like telling someone to fuck off for you!
- Praises you when you get something right. He can tell when you made a major effort. Lots of quiet "Good job, kid." "See? You got this." and "There you go."s accompanied by a pat on the back or, if he feels particularly playful, he will ruffle your hair
- You finally opened up to him. You are still not loud, but you become more talkative. He teases you a lot once he is sure you won't freak out about it too much
Note: It's been a while since I wrote something, so I may be a little rusty. I hope you enjoyed regardless <3
Definently the type to go "exuce me, they asked for NO pickles on their burger" if they got your order wrong and you were too shy to tell them
Stands up for you if someone mocks or bullies you for being to quite and awkward. The moment he finds out he goes off quietly and makes sure their entire account is drained of money, savings and all<3 you dare mock HIS human? Consider your money snatched<3
Loves holding your hand in public, squeezing your hand softly while he leads you through the busy shops and streets. Not only does this make sure he doesnt loose you, he also knows it helps your anxiety being around people
If you hate having your face in pictures and avoid camera at all costs (me fr<#), he will make sure no one will take a photo of you, or atleast he will cover your face for you
When you first came to devildom, he found your mumbling and quite personality really annoying, but the more the relationship between you both began to grow, the more he grew to loves those aspects of you
When you first started talking and laughing with him in your true voice, he was over the moon with joy. He knew you didnt let many people hear this tone so just knowing you trusted him enough to hear you speak like that made him ecstatic
if you have to present something infront of the class and someone tells you to speak up, he will tell them to shut the fuxk up and be quite, he would let that stuff slide
Can I request kissing headcanons for Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, and Beelzebub with gender neutral s/o please?
Obey Me Headcanons
Kissing Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beel
Mammon
Mammon loves forehead kisses, whether from you or him to you, and he is all for them.
He loves to catch you by surprise, holding you close and gently kissing the top of your head.
You are so small and cute; it's easy to lean down and show you such sweet affection.
He also uses forehead kisses as a sign of dominance. If you two are out and someone is bothering him, he will just lean down and kiss your head.
Don't get him wrong; he loves kissing you on the lips. It is his favorite pastime; however, he also enjoys the domestics of forehead kisses.
He will interrupt meetings if he isn't sitting close to you just to kiss you on the forehead if he feels lonely.
Leviathan
Leviathan loves to kiss your stomach for many reasons that the otaku can think of
Kissing your stomach means he can hide his blush and embarrassment from you.
It is also his favorite spot to lay while he holds you in his bathtub bed.
He finds intimate moments scary and can get in his head a lot; however, when you just let him rest there and kiss you, he feels at peace.
He has watched tons of anime and read plenty of manga to know that most people are insecure about their stomachs, so he likes to make you feel positive.
Oddly enough, he thinks the weird noises your stomach makes are similar to the ocean, and he likes that.
Satan
Satan is old-fashioned and likes to keep things romantic; kissing your hand is the best way to do that.
Like the rest of his brothers, he usually enjoys kissing you, but kissing your hand is exceptional.
He wants to treat you like the royalty he sees you as, allowing him to imagine a pretty ring on your hand.
He will hold your hand while you two are out, and if you ever stall or stop to look at something, he will gently kiss your knuckles.
When reading books together, the best way for both of you to be undisturbed is for him to play with one of your hands, which leads to many kisses.
He will also kiss your hand in front of Lucifer as a way to piss him off by claiming ownership over you.
Asmodeus
Asmodeus can not exist without your mouth on his, especially without your tongue mixing with his.
He loves to deepen your kisses and leave you breathless and overly hot for a few hours.
His kisses can range from a few seconds of French kissing to hours of you two breathing heavily.
Asmodeus loves knowing you two share a more profound bond when your spit mixes, and he pulls back to that natural gloss on your lips.
He had to stop doing it out in public, though, as too many people were taking pictures and profiting from it.
Lucifer also had to ban kissing in all meetings after Asmo stole your face for half the meeting, making things unproductive.
Beelzebub
Beel loves your neck and plants soft, dainty kisses on there, especially first thing in the morning.
He enjoys how small you are compared to him; however, he sees it as a free workout, bending or squatting down to kiss all over your neck.
The first time he got you to giggle or make any other noise when he kissed your neck, he thought it was the most delicious thing ever.
He loves leaving little marks on you to show others how important you are to him, especially since people at the gym have wondering eyes.
When he returns from eating, he enjoys cuddling and holding you close, peppering ticklish kisses all over you.
He will try on multiple occasions when you are at meetings to have you sitting on his lap so he can kiss your kneck, but of course, lucifer is no fun.
Warnings: vague mental health issues if you squint hard enough, I've kept reader gender neutral, fluff, ooc Donnie ig.
Summary: You can't seem to shake the bad feelings that have been going through your head one night and just need to be with someone.
A/N: This isn't proofread and probably never will be. I mostly wrote this for myself because I've been going through some bad feels. I still wanted to make something for other people to read and maybe feel better as well.
To the story!
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It was one of those nights. The feeling of dread and fear crawling through your chest like some slimey snake. It brought a chill to your bones.
Maybe forgoing your pants when you got into bed earlier wasn't the best decision. You clutch your pillow even closer to your front.
No matter what you did or whichever way you turned, you couldn't get comfortable enough. Couldn't shake the feelings from your brain. Couldn't sleep.
You reach for your phone for what feels like the hundreth time only to be disappointed with the screen shining 1:14am into your eyes.
The feelings in your chest only seem to be getting worse as the seconds go by. Memories you'd rather forget seem to all want to resurface to make the worse.
You could handle it anymore. You just needed someone, as much as you hated to admit it, even to yourself.
Gravity was fighting against you as you went to push yourself up from the too stiff mattress. Swinging your bare legs over the side of the bed, you sit there willing yourself to stand, the pillow still tight in your hold.
After a few minutes, you're able to slip off your bed, putting your weight on your feet to stand. Bare feet on the cold floor made a shiver go through you. That wasn't the last, though, as the shivers continued to shake your shoulders.
Finding your way through the lair was like second nature to you at this point, even if it is the dead of night. So you took to time at all to make it to Donnie's room.
You lightly knock out of habit before almost silently opening the door when you heard the stirring of a softshell on the other side.
A light glow of neon purple helping you to see your surroundings, you close the door shutting out the outside light.
Bringing your gaze up from the floor, you meet tired turtles sleepy gaze. Donnie had himself propped up with his hands behind him. The blanket seemed to have slipped down him when he sat up as some of it pooled around his waist and only covered one of his legs that were sprawled out in front of him. The other was hanging off the edge of the bed completely bare since he chose to only sleep in his usual black shorts.
"You need something?"
Donnie asked in a soft voice to coax you to speak.
You didn't realize how long you were standing there thinking of what to say until Donnie broke the silence.
"Need you." You spoke quietly. So quietly that he might not have heard you if it wasn't dead silent.
You realized how you might have looked. Like a child going to their parents' room saying they had a nightmare. The pillow clutched in your arms seemed to push that thought even more.
The sound of your voice must have told Donnie something because he was now fully awake and alert to whatever was happening.
"Okay, do you want to talk about it?"
You shook your head.
"Wanna lay with me?"
A pause before you give a short nod.
No more words were exchanged as Donnie scooted over to give you room to climb in which you gladly did.
Your pillow was still to your chest as you layed pressed to his. He didn't seem to mind as he laced the blanket over you both and wrapped his arms around you, one arm behind your shoulders and the other draped over your side. He placed his chin on your head and released a sigh that moved your hair slightly.
You're not sure what it was, whether it be the warmth of the blanket, the tightness of Donnie's hold on you, or just being with him, but everything seemed to spill out.
Your body tensed more, if that were even possible, and you pushed your face deeper into Donnie's colarbone. Your teeth clenched, and lips pulled together tight. Tears quickly started to gather in your eyes before falling down your face onto Donnie's skin.
You pressed into him more and he began rubbing his hand up and down your back and nuzzled into the top of your head. Your breathing became uneven and your shoulders continued to shake, bit it wasn't from the cold anymore.
No words were exchanged and you went on like this for some time before everything that you held in your chest was let out. You followed Donnie's breathing to help calm yourself down (something Mikey had taught you) and soon all your anxieties and cold feelings melted away leaving your body limp against Donnie's hold.
Feeling you had calmed down, Donnie places a soft kiss on your head. After a second, he pulls away just enough to free your face from his neck. This gave him enough space to continue his kisses on your face.
One to your forehead.
Then to the corners of your eyes. Ridding them of any stray tears.
One to the bridge of your nose.
One to your cheek.
And lastly, he ghosts one onto your lips before pulling away and placing his forehead against yours.
"I'm here with you."
It's whispered, and your nearly numb mind doesn't catch it, but it registers after another minute of silence.
Slowly, you move your hand from its spot on your pillow to lightly touch whatever part of Donnie you could reach first. To let him know that you're also there. No longer lost inside yourself, but laying with him in the moment.
He gently moves his head away to place it back atop yours and moves the hand around your shoulders to the base of your head to pull you closer to him.
He gives you one last squeeze, and let's out another sigh. You both relax into one another, sinking into the mattress.
With your mind and heart cleared and the comfort of the softshell around you, sleep begins to take hold, and your consciousness begins to fade, and eventually, you fall into a peaceful sleep.
A little thing I wrote because I have adhd and wanted to have pretend comfort lol. Hope you like it no matter how shitty it is!
You and Leo were walking through the hidden city. You agreed to come with him so he can go buy some things for his brothers. The streets were super crowded however, so you had to make sure to keep your hand held to Leo’s, as to not get separated from him. You were human after all, and definitely had never been there before.
You could hear the loud noises of millions of chattering Yokai flood your brain. There were many other loud sound effects too, such as clanging of metal pots from a near by outdoor food stand. You could hear water running from a waterfall decoration near another shop. There were so many other sounds. So much going on. It was too much. Because of your adhd your brain was having a hard time processing it all at once.
You felt yourself letting go of Leos hand subconsciously so you could put your own hands to your ears as you knelt to the foor. You felt tears well up in your eyes. You were so confused with so much going on. You were stuck in place, shivering on the spot. You felt severe anxiety from all the things bombarding your mind.
You suddenly felt a hand lightly touch your shoulder, you could tell it was Leo and allowed him to pill you up. He dragged you off until the two of you made it to a near by store. It was quiet.
“Y/n are you ok?” Leo asked with concern.
You nod slightly. “Y-yeah I’m ok… sorry..”
“Y/n, no! Don’t you dare apologize. That wasn’t your fault. If anything it was mine, I should’ve remembered your sensory issues. That was stupid of me seeing as I have a brother with the same problem.”
You laugh a bit and try wiping away your tears. “Thank you Leo. If you want you can go ahead and get the things you need. You don’t have to stay here with me.”
Leo shook his head. “No! Out of the question. Im staying here for as long as you need to feel comfortable again to go back out.”
Suddenly you realized something. “Oh wait!” You take out a pair of noise canceling headphones from your bag. How could you forget those?
“I can use these when we go out in the streets. You’ll have to touch me to get my attention though because I won’t be able to hear you.”
Leo grinned “Whatever makes you comfortable Y/n!”
You put on the headphones and he led you out of the building cautiously. Now that they were on, you were much better now. Everything was nice and quiet. Just out you liked it. And Leonardo was there the whole time, always making sure that you were alright.
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