hi!! i’m sheep, welcome to my very self-indulgent blog! .° 🖇₊˚ෆ.
i’ve always wanted to write for obey me for ages & contribute to the fandom, so i’m here now! my posts will be made whenever i feel doing so,, & fun fact i'm a d1 perv for submissive lucifer!! i hope my writing brings justice to his portryal in game 🐏💭
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Brothers and side characters with a witch mc? They look really spooky before yoi get to know them and the characters think they're micheveous or had a deal with Mammon at one point.
Obey me Cast With A Witch Mc!
FIRST REQUEST EVER YAY!!!! Not going to add undateables, sorry</3 (I love Mephisto but idk how to write for him;-;)
Diavolo:
Already knew you were a witch before you told him, he reread your registration slip over and over again, so the fact that you told him that you were one didn’t surprise him.
Underestimates your power at first, he thought you were just like any other witch. But the more you were taught by Solomon, the more stronger you became, and the more intense your aura felt.
Notices immediately that you do pyromancy, an uncommon practice humans do. He’s intrigued.. does every human practice witchcraft? Is it taught in schools? Is magic still frowned upon? When you tell him that it is infact still controversial, he frowns. How do humans expect to not devolve when they cant even comprehend that they have to do new things to evolve.
Knows a few things about pyromancy, but if you offer to teach him more, he won’t object. Whenever he’s bored, he does the basics of pyromancy, candle reading. (Sometimes asks the candles if they think that you and him are a good match, if the flame doesn’t burn bright, he panics.)
Barbatos:
Isn’t surprised you’re a witch, he’s probably seen this unfold a thousand times. But that doesn’t mean he can’t be curious.
When you tell him you practice herbalism and phototherapy, he’s listening extra carefully.
Of course he’s met thousands of wizards/witches that practiced the same thing, but for some reason everything feels new when you explain what herbalism is.
When you teach him the basics of herbalism, like making tea with some common ingredients somewhere and good intentions, then he’ll be less professional near you, and more playful.
By the time you’re done teaching him herbalism, he’s made so much tea that he could open his own tea shop. Gifts you some after you tease him about how much he made, doesn’t say anything about it, he just hopes you understand his affection through his actions.
From that point on, he gifts you homemade tea and new books for your researches.
Simeon:
Immediately knew you were different from other humans, the way you carried yourself and your aura.
When you tell him that you practice necromancy, specifically sciomancy, he’s immediately dropping everything he has to do just to listen to you talk about your hobby.
It intrigues him that someone can preform a ritual to call forth a deceased humans spirit, he’s heard about it before, but didn’t stay long enough to hear all about necromantic sciomancy. So the fact that you’re bringing it up is new to him. In fact, It inspires him to write a character that’s like you.
How can he pass up the opportunity to make a character so unique and interesting when he has the perfect reference in front of him? The way you talk about this type of witchcraft is endearing..although it puts him off a little bit that you might be disrupting the dead. But once you tell him that you mainly try to call forth deceased family members or friends, he’ll ease up.
Solomon:
Ah, finally, another person who almost has the same amount of knowledge he does when it comes to potions. He’s intrigued when he first meets you.. of course he’s seen many witches within his life, but for some reason, you interest him in ways no one else has.
Immediately takes the opportunity to talk to after your first RAD meeting, asking you about how you learned your first potion or spell. Then asks more personal questions.. like why you decided to be a witch, and if you’ve ever made a pact before.
When you tell him that you’re just a regular traditional witch, and that you haven’t made any pacts, he calms down on his questions. Instead, he asks to see some of your notes or books about your witchcraft.
When he notices that you’re not just a traditional witch, and that you do hedge witchcraft, he fumbles with what he says because of how much questions he’s about to ask. If you practice hedge riding and/or Psychopomp work, he’s WHIPPED.
He’s only met a handful of people that do witchcraft such as yours, so he asks you to do rituals and practices right there and then so he can understand more about it.
Lucifer:
Was the first one to suspect that you had a deal with mammon, so he was extra cautious around you when you first met.
When you tell him that you’ve never met mammon before the RAD exchange program, and that you have never made a deal with anyone, then he’ll treat you normally.
Doesn’t really care that you can do witchcraft, he’s met a lot of sorcerers/wizards/witches so he’s not taken aback. If anything, he thinks you and Solomon are both pains in the ass.
Is only slightly interested when he catches you doing a ritual outside late at night, he was about to chase you back inside, but stopped when he realized you were practicing physical necromancy. Physical necromancy is the most potent forms of magic, it manipulates the forces of life and death. Allowing a practitioner to cheat death and reanimate fallen humans, which could also mean you could create an army of the dead, which is why it’s considered the most terrifying witchcraft. Now you have his curiosity. What could a human possibly need physically necromancy magic for?
Mammon:
A witch??? For an attendant?? Slime him out immediately pls.
When he first met you, he was extra cautious. He hasn’t had a good encounter with a witch in a few decades…
When he realizes that you’re not as terrible as he thought you were, he warms up immediately. Constantly hovering near you whenever you research about new spells.
Tries to get you to open a tarot card reading business, but once you tell him it’s a hobby that you don’t want turning into a money making business, he calms down on his persuading. (Will ask you if you can teach him to do tarot reading so he can open a business himself.)
Sits next to you as you make potions, admiring you as you flawlessly add ingredients without even having to measure.. doesn’t understand why you don’t try and make money out of this, but won’t push for an answer.
Will get you anything you need, ingredients? A new cauldron? New bottles to hold your potions in? Books? Just give him a list and he’ll get you it. (Just repay him with kisses, or else he’ll pout.)
Leviathan:
Couldn’t care less until you said you did sea witchcraft, specifically beachcombing divination. Now he’s interested in what you have to say.
When you explain what beachcombing divination is, and why you do it, he’ll instantly warm up to you. Mainly because you do sea witchcraft, but because you actually gave him the time of day and even shared your interests with him.
Doesn’t really go outside much besides for getting the newest merch of an anime or to a convention, so when you invite him to go to the beach with you, he’s a nervous wreck. When you both finally meet up, and you’re showing him a ritual on the beach shore, he’s more focused on you instead of what you’re showing him, too busy admiring you play with water. That’s when he knew he had to ask you for more lessons more often.
Satan:
If you’re a stereotypical witch, with a black cat and a broomstick, you’ll immediately catch his interest. Not only because you have a cat, but because you also think knowledge is power. Asks tons of questions about how you got your broomstick to fly, and if you know certain ancient spells he knows.
Once you answer all his questions, and he gets answers that satisfy him, then he’ll ease up around you.
Will ABSOLUTELY catsit for you if you’re doing a particular dangerous spell. (You’ll return to see your cat dressed up in a witch costume.)
Gifts you the newest and most expensive book for potions and spells, also gifts you some of his favourite spell books. (Which means a lot to him since he uses most of the spells in the book on lucifer.)
Is honestly so glad he met you, because now he has someone to make new spells to try out on lucifer with.
Asmodeus:
Witchcraft doesn’t interest him as much anymore, he has tons of wizard and witch friends. What does interest him, is that you practice glamour magic. Sure it doesn’t seem that cool compared to other witchcrafts, but the fact you can use sigils to project an aura of allure and authority makes him curious. It reminds him of his own magic.
Asks you questions about how glamour magic works, and if it’s difficult to do. When you tell him that practitioners use perfume, makeup, perfume, and confidence shifting sigils to project an aura that attracts people you want, and that it’s the easiest witchcraft to do for beginners. Then he’s interested.
Will practice self love with you, whether it be getting ready together, words of affirmation together, or putting on each other’s makeup while muttering sweet nothings to each other.
Ultimately, didn’t care at first but warms up to the idea when you tell him about self love and good intentions through makeup and perfume. (Also is a sucker for doing words of affirmation together for self love practices.)
Beelzebub:
Doesn’t really care, unless you threaten any of his brothers. (Especially belphie)
Would ask if you know a spell for unlimited amounts of food.
If you do kitchen witchcraft, expect him to be glued to your hip 24/7. The fact that you channel your power through food interests him, and if you offer to teach him, he takes the offer up immediately.
Now, he cooks you food with good intentions everyday! Whether it be breakfast, lunch, and dinner, or snacks. (Does eat half of whatever he cooks you, but it’s ok, it’s the Beel tax.)
During late nights, you lay back onto him and read him books on witchcraft, reading him things that interest you both. These moments are what he likes the best. (Until he sees another recipe and he gets hangry.)
Belphegor:
If you have anything to do with tarot reading, fortune telling, or just cosmic witchcraft, he’ll be immediately interested.
Despite his whole “I hate humans personality”, you intrigue him. He hates how curious he is over you.
When he finally tolerates you, he’ll start to ask some questions about your witchcraft, and why you became a witch.
Respects you a lot more when you tell him the reason why you became one, even if the reason is trivial. It takes a lot of knowledge and patience to do witchcraft.
Absolutely will listen to your mumbling when you’re researching, like a bedtime story. The raw curiosity in your voice is soothing to him.
Apologies if some parts seem rushed or short, and if they don’t make sense at parts. This is my third ever work so pls give constructive criticism! I tried researching about witchcraft, so that’s why it took a while for this to come out. (I don’t proofread, but if u guys want me to I will)
Barbatos and lucifer r so complex that it makes it hard for me to write for them, im so sorry if they seem too ooc.
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hii!! i loved reading your recent fic!! i wanted to request brothers comforting an mc who is missing their family/friends/loved ones back at the human world. i’d love to see satan especially. if you decide to write about this, thank you beforehand!!
hello anon!! thank you for your request :D i felt driven to only write 3 of them...since you mentioned wanting to see satan specifically, i added a little special bit at the end to make up for it,, i hope it's to your liking!! 🐑
How Mammon, Satan & Beelzebub would comfort an MC who misses their loved ones in the human world.
Mammon x GN!MC, Satan x GN!MC , Beelzebub x GN!MC
Warnings : None
Synopsis : Homesickness hits differently when you're stuck in another realm. Sure, life in the Devildom is great, but what more can you do to stave off the creeping ache of lacking the company of those you treasure in the Human World?
Mammon
⏔⏔⏔⏔༒︎༻♱༺༒︎⏔⏔⏔⏔
"Sooo…? Wait, why're ya upset, huh?"
As your trustworthy first man (self-proclaimed), he rushes right to you once you express even the slightest shift in mood.
Might seem pushy or intrusive at first but will give you space if you're firm. He says a mix of 'to keep your soul delicious' and 'I totally don't wanna know if you're alright', but we know it's bullshit.
If you agree to tell him about it, he will sit completely still — more still than he has in centuries — listening to you talk about the people who cherished you before you met him.
Always asks "how were they like to ya?" in hopes to earn their trust when it comes to protecting you learn more about them and your life with them before you came.
If you deny him, he will silently sulk on his way out. Shoulders drooped like a willow tree while he shuffles out to give you some breathing room.
Once outside, he stays sat right at your door incase you need him for anything. And I mean, anything. Food, water, a hug or two that wouldn't hurt?
Regardless of your choice, he'll always be there to 'reluctantly' oblige to your whims with dodgy eyes, flushed cheeks and a flurry of denials, swearing that he totally didn't have a freshly cooked meal to your liking in his hands.
"Absolutely anythin' to make ya hap—wait…are ya cryin'? WA-WAIT DON'T CRY?!?!"
Beelzebub
⏔⏔⏔⏔༒︎༻♱༺༒︎⏔⏔⏔⏔
"I've been there too."
Hugs you without a word, accompanied by gentle rubs on your back that keep you grounded in his embrace. He does this all while asking if you're alright with opening up to him.
As the most family-oriented demon, he might tear up at any mention of you missing a member of your family. (However, if you try to wipe his tears, he will gently grab your wrists and redirect the focus back on you)
If you're not a fan of hugs, Beelzebub opts to sit next to you instead, in hopes that his presence could suffice as comfort.
If asked to be left alone, an evident frown will be found while he asks if you're sure. Will eventually leave on his own though but occasionally checks in with a knock on your door asking if you need a snack.
If told to stay, he expresses his gratitude mostly through his actions. From simple hugs to letting you play with his fingers, if you say the word, he's all yours.
When he does speak, the words he says are pieced carefully as to not further dampen your feelings.
By simply knowing that you trust him so earnestly satiates his endless cravings by feeding it with the love he has for you.
"I feel like I can't do much…you always deserve the best and I hope everything works out so you can see them soon."
…
"Why are you pointing at me?" (He's now invited to the reunion dinner group chat)
Satan
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"Now, don't fret."
He says with taut shoulders, a forming scowl and clenched fists, making it seem like he was talking to himself instead of you.
Taking a more frank approach to this, Satan directly asks you what's wrong. And when you do, you thank the heavenly skies of Diavolo's kingdom that he relaxes.
Now that the uneasy result of someone making you upset is gone, the demon makes quick work of adjusting to your needs.
Jokingly suggests books that could ease your heart. His face morphs into mock sadness if you turn down '5 ways to summon someone I miss down to hell', said book shared the size of your head.
If you deny his company, he will understand and not push but nudges a few words while he's on his way out, ranging from "Are you sure you'll be alright?" to "Promise me nothing bad happens."
If you let him stay, his first course of action is to hold your hands. With his palm folded over yours, he affirms and validates your thoughts that are punctuated by gentle caresses over your knuckles.
By curiosity, asks everything about everyone you miss in the human world. His regular sounding questions slowly spiral into different reiterations of "do they like cats?" until he hears a firm yes.
Be it old photobooks you brought with you or blurry pictures on your human world phone, he would love if you gave him the opportunity to put a face to a name.
Gladly hears your rambles on about past events that happened between you and your loved ones, his unwavering smile an assurance that he isn't bothered or annoyed whatsoever. Enjoy the privilege!
"Whatever it is that you have on your mind, never hesistate to approach me, or I'll be upset."
The Avatar of Wrath's fate laid defenseless in your hold. One could argue he could easily break out of it — but why would he? Satan, now your personal scratching post, sat by your side as you prattled on about the people you knew and loved back in your world. "I have a question," his voice remains steady while he meets your gaze. A tilt of your head is all he needed to proceed.
"What is it like to miss someone?"
As he finished his words, you took him by the hands. In a vulnerable surrender, Satan leaves his heart in your care.
"First, you start to have thoughts about them. Memories from who knows when to the image of their face," you acted your words out by puppeting his hand to tap his head and nuzzling into his palm after.
"Second, you feel the cloud in your head trickle into your heart," following the palm nuzzle, Satan's hand now rest on his chest thanks to your careful guidance. "Third, the ache becomes completely unbearable!" In came your own hands patting down on his chest in a frenzy, while the demon under your onslaught tried to stop your attacks.
After peacefully returning to your spot next to him, Satan is the first to break the silence.
"Was this all a plan an excuse to pester and disturb my peace?" All he received was a shrug and a weak "I dunno" before he mentally swore to Lord Diavolo himself that this would be the final time he would give into your whims — no way in the grimy pits of Cocytus would he ever let a puny human treat him like a doll.
Both of you know he's lying.
🐏💭 — so happy that i finished my first request!! & thanks everyone for all the support! my schedule is pretty hectic right now but obey me will save me. look forward to it! 🫡
He didn’t want to risk waking you up. He couldn’t bear the thought of ruining that fragile, peaceful moment. And he didn’t want to leave your side either.
So he stayed.
He stared at your face for a while after he woke up.
Maybe if he looked long enough, he could memorize the way you breathed.
Your cheek was pressed into the pillow, lips slightly parted, expression soft in a way he usually never let himself be.
His arms were circled around your middle, keeping you close.
He busied himself—counting breaths, shuffling thoughts, setting his mind on work papers he still hadn’t finished.
The papers due tonight. The ones he’d promised he’d get done early, just so he could have you at his side without the pressure of time clawing at him.
Around 7AM, Lucifer started carefully separating your bodies.
He moved—slow, precise, careful not to make a sound. Like if he shifted just a bit too much, you’d wake up and immediately start looking at him with puppy eyes, begging for him to stay.
He took one step off the bed.
Just one.
And you caught his hand.
Your fingers looped around his wrist, warm and familiar, just like how you usually hold his hand.
The grip wasn’t forceful—more like instinct. Like you were afraid he might disappear if you didn’t hold on tight enough.
“...Love,” Lucifer said, and his voice came out raspier than he expected. He hadn’t spoken in too long. “Let me go.”
You hummed in reply. Ignoring his command with the audacity of someone who didn’t know—or didn’t care—that he had papers due tonight.
“You know I have work to do,” he tried again, even though every word he said felt like he was fighting the urge to stay.
He could easily pull away.
He could.
But he didn’t.
Because when he looked down, you were clearly half-asleep—your face smudged against the pillow, lashes fluttering like you were trying to remember how to wake up.
You peeked an eye open.
“...Five more minutes?”
Lucifer went still.
The pause stretched—quiet enough that the wind outside the window could be heard, rustling lightly like it was trying not to interfere.
“…Just this once,” he relented, the words sounding like they were scraped out of him.
He slipped back beside you without another fight.
Your grip tightened as you tucked yourself into him again, as if you’d been waiting for permission.
“Don’t fall asleep,” he murmured, pretending it was a warning.
You hummed again, already halfway gone.
Lucifer stared at the ceiling for a second, then let out the smallest, defeated sigh.
Solomon with a MC that protects him in unexpected ways
Masterlist
When he first found out a fellow human would be joining the exchange program, he was overjoyed! However, he didn't expect you to keep forgetting that he was immortal.
You watched as Solomon approached the table you were sitting at with the food you both had ordered. He sat down, reaching to take a bite from the devildom hellfire burguer he had been craving all day.
"Solomon" you suddenly called out, reaching for your bag to retrieve something. "Hold out your hands".
He humored you with a quiet intrigue, his gaze setting on you with that curious smile.
He felt the coldness of alcohol in gel on his hands.
"Better safe than sorry! You don't know what kind of germs there are around here!" you said after applying some to your hand too.
Another time, he was supervising his dear apprentice's concoction on the pot. He hummed as he observed you take the wrong powder. Incorporating ashes from a Phoenix into a potion already containing devilish slugs would probably cause a-
A huge bubble formed on the surface, trembling ominously before it exploded, the gas in it releasing into the room.
You coughed, reaching back immediately to make him step away before you even got a chance to protect yourself.
"Don't breathe that! It could mess up your lungs!" You exclaimed, already tugging him out of the room. He couldn´t help but laugh out loud. Did you think he´d let you make a mistake that could potentially deal any harm?
And finally, when you got trapped in the underground labyrinth of Diavolo's castle for the nth time.
Your DDD's lantern softly illuminated the path ahead. You turned a corner, and you suddenly stopped.
You held your arm out, keeping Solomon from taking a step forward.
"There is a scorpion there! It looks poisonous!"you said. "Give me a second, I'll summon Beel to take care of it"
helloww x3 hope you're doing well :D your writing is so fun been having a blast reading your new posts hehe if you could, how do you think the datables would react to an mc who is extremely curious ?
like, after getting over the bitterness of What The Fuck This Is Technically Kidnapping ? Did They Just Kidnap Me?? they sorta... accept their faith and after a while, start to approach the devildom with almost childish wonder; asking questions, wanting to encage with everything. oh that little flaming salamander or wtvr it was called? curious little critter, let me touch it. oh Barbatos said this plant makes humans sleep forever? awesome sauce ! let me take a bite out of that
how do you think the dateables would deal with an mc like that ?
a/n: ended up being kinda short sorry :( i hope u like it anyways :3
cw: nothing, just fluff
dateables with a curious mc
diavolo
- oh, joy! he was worried you would clinge to your fear, so when you shrug your shoulders and take the Devildom in stride, he's ecstatic
- loves answering any and all questions you have. he'll spend literal hours telling you Devildom history if you want, complete with the original artifacts
- lets you explore the world in a similar way to how one does a toddler. if it won't hurt you (that bad), he lets you touch/mess with it. this has earned you both more than a couple scoldings from barbatos
- he worries when he's not with you - especially if you're with Mammon or Solomon - so he enforces a rule that you have to text him a picture of whatever creature or food you want to investigate before you do so. you once came home telling him stories of the very cute, very dangerous lizard you saw on the way home and he had to sit down
- dates with him often consist of him taking you to the most interesting spots in the Devildom, and letting you run wild. he watches with hearts in his eyes as you try to pet a small carnivorous flower
- your curiosity is incredibly endearing to him. in a world full of politics and stress, he enjoys when his biggest problem is trying to keep you from ingesting poison fruit. he's aware that it looks delicious, please trust that it isn't
barbatos
- you stress him out beyond belief, but he loves you anyways. he has had to rewrite history before because you can't stop touching cursed objects
- he makes little blind boxes of random (safe) Devildom things for you to rifle through when you visit him. flowers, gems, feathers - anything he can find that won't cost you a finger
- shows you the proper way to investigate something new without risking a limb or your life. you immediately proceed to ignore him in pursuit of a concerningly large demon dog and he can already feel a headache coming on
- takes you on guided tours of the castle, explicitly telling you what is and isn't going to burn you to the touch. when your hands inevitably start wandering he uses his tail to flick you away
- has a shelf in his room dedicated to the things you've brought him before. he remembere the story behind each and every one, even if you don't
- after centuries of routine, your unabashed curiosity is a sweet relief to him. he wishes he could all spend his days keeping you from getting your fingers bitten off
simeon
- you've got him in dad mode 24/7. he spends his days juggling questions from you and Luke (who gets close to cardiac arrest every time you risk your eternal soul)
- turns your adventures into little stories, usually ending with you finding a treasure that won't skin you alive if you move it
- he teaches you how to read ancient text so hopefully the next time you come across a room that says DO NOT ENTER you... won't enter
- enlists Luke to help him make enchanted desserts that hold little surprises in them for you. has you cut open a cake to find a little box with various Devildom gemstones inside
- has cried before when patching you up after a particularly nasty encouter with an animal. you vowed to be a little safer after that, agreeing to call him first, touch second
- you keep him optimistic and bring a new liveliness to him. he'd happily spend eternity attempting to baby-proof the world for you
solomon
- yall wreak havoc together, your full time job is stressing out barbatos
- you go on trips with him to the Devildom forest to collect specimens for his potions, and he spends more time making sure you don't touch anything dangerous than actually getting supplies
- he'll use magic to protect you - creates spells to make you fireproof, fall-proof, etc. he's aware he can't make the world kinder, but he can make you practically invincible
- it's rare he doesn't know about whatever creature or food you're messing with, but when he is as lost as you it results in a science lab. you two once spent an afternoon figuring out what kinds of bugs the local toads like (the answer is none. the toad was too pissed at you to eat anything)
- he absolutely uses you as a guinea pig for his cooking. c'mon mc, you'll eat random fruit from trees but not his soufflé?! (the soufflé is breathing)
- fully supports your curiosity. he's a man of science, and nothing makes him happier than getting to see the look on your face when you make a new discovery
i did not expect so much love for my first post,, im VERYYYY grateful for the support so far!!! it is only the beginning. more stuff is coming soon i PROMISEEEE 🐏
An MC who loves to constantly summon the brothers through their pact.
OM brothers x GN!MC
Warnings : None
Synopsis : Having power over the 7 lords of the Devildom through pacts was no easy feat. So, why not take full advantage of it when you're bored and miss their presence?
Tingling.
The burning yet comforting sensation grew as it flowed through his veins before he felt a pull — your pull.
𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐫
⏔⏔⏔⏔༒︎༻♱༺༒︎⏔⏔⏔⏔
"Again?"
Confused. Puzzled, even. It had been the 6th time today where you spontaneously summoned him, what's the reason this time?
Despite the confusion, a feeling of warmth settles in the depths of his heart at the thought of him being the demon you reached for first.
If you ever do this once more, he might defy his pride to beg you to do it once more. Often, even.
"To what do I have the honour to help you with this time, silly human?"
A strong gust of wind sends black feathers scattering across your room, painting your room in darkness as Lucifer emerged with his wings spread, heeding your call. At your silence, Lucifer takes the initiative to speak, "Do you ever have an idea of what you're doing?" His tone aimed to mock, but as much as he tried to hide it, you knew him well enough to know he was trying to mask his affection.
"Just felt like it. And I wanted your company." Your nonchalance that came in the form of a shrug made Lucifer's brow quirk. "Just…felt like it?" Lucifer slips out of his demon form as he repeated your words slowly, trying to grasp how your main reason was because you simply could.
Though, you weren't wrong.
Lucifer stood in the middle of your room, shocked, while you pat the empty space next to you. The demon sighs as your actions snapped him out of his puzzled trance. With a feigned disapproval, Lucifer shook his head and shuffles over to sit next to you, your bed dipping from his weight.
"Is there…any other reason as to why you called for me?" Lucifer placed a gloved hand on your shoulder, his touch was welcoming feeling that you leaned into.
"No." "No? Alright." Taking it as an invitation to enjoy your company, the Avatar of Pride wraps his arms around your waist and nuzzles his head against your shoulder in an effort to chase your warmth. Lucifer presses his lips close to your skin before mumbling in an uncharacteristically needy tone,
"I'm busy, but never too busy for you. I missed you too."
𝐌𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐨𝐧
⏔⏔⏔⏔༒︎༻♱༺༒︎⏔⏔⏔⏔
"Damnit! I said I'll pay ya ba- MC?"
Another very shocked demon but quite used to your antics by now. If anything, he enjoyed the feeling of being called by you. (After all, he is your first)
You watch his eyes quickly scan your body for any injuries, incase you called him for an emergency.
The sigh of relief that he takes is an obvious one as he skips over to join you on your bed.
"Mammon, did you really think I was a witch?" you said through chuckles while the flustered demon flails around next to you, his velvety wings fluttering nervously. "N-no?! What are ya even blabbering about? Witches? Don't know any of em!" Mammon puts his hands up in surrender, trying his best to pretend for as long as he can to happily soak in your affection and attention.
"Are you not going to ask why I even summoned you?" You punctuate your curiousity with a poke to his puffed cheek. "Nope." "What about how my day was?" "Nah." "What about…my grades?" "Ya have to be kidding, never!" "Do you love me?" "No- WHAT?"
A switch flips within Mammon as he immediately starts pleading with you to forgive him for his wrongdoings, his hands gently holding yours while he rambled apologies. However, all it took was your thumb tracing his knuckles to hush him. "I'm only kidding…I wanted your company, silly."
"F-fine…The Great Mammon accepts ya horrible reasoning, puny human! I guess I love ya…only a little."
𝐋𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧
⏔⏔⏔⏔༒︎༻♱༺༒︎⏔⏔⏔⏔
"Gah! I was just about to hit the max level cap on Ruri Hana Magical Monsters that released just an hour ago! W..wait…M-MC?!"
Instead of confusion, Levi was embarrassed.
Was very curious as to why you summoned a 'completely worthless, gross and filthy otaku' to your room.
Starts rambling about you being upset at him for dirtying your room and starts rushing to your door.
Stops once you tell him to come sit next to you, which greets you with his flushed expression.
"M-m..m…me…? Sit…next to…y…y-you?! You're kidding! If you even think I could sit next to you, it would be cursed! It would be like saying Azuki-tan isn't Ruri-chan's best friend! O…or that Seraphina is mid!" Poor Leviathan was rambling a mile a second before eventually caving in to you, reluctantly sitting next to you on your bed while mumbling promises to 'clean your sheets after' because of his 'filthy otaku germs'.
"S-so…" Levi's gaze rested everywhere but you while his tail flicked around continuously. "Levi." "A-ah! Are you…mad at me or something? Is that why you summoned me? "No." "Then…?"
"I was bored. And I missed your company." You finished with a small shrug while the poor demon shook in his place like a boiling kettle, ready to spill over. "Y..y-you…you missed…me?" He pointed a shaky finger to himself while you nodded.
A quiet 'of course' was mumbled before you crawled closer to Levi and rest your palm on his cheek, which nearly sent said demon into another realm.
"Do you…miss me too?"
you asked him innnocently; already knowing the answer but wanting to hear it from him. Levi started making incomprehensible sounds as he tried to stammer a good enough reply while you giggled at the sight infront of you. Finally, after many deep breaths and flustered stutters,
"I-I do! I…missed you too! And I l-love you, I really do!"
𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐧
⏔⏔⏔⏔༒︎༻♱༺༒︎⏔⏔⏔⏔
"Need something?"
Appears completely unbothered with a book in hand, as if he was anticipating this.
"Nothing? That's alright." Takes your silence without offence and even offers to leave to let you enjoy your peace and leaving his question of why you summoned him unanswered.
Luckily for him, you pat the empty space next to you on your bed, which throws out any prank ideas or rational thought from his mind as he gladly takes his place next to you.
"Anyone I need to take revenge on?" Satan's voice sounded pleased as he questions you, his spiked tail resting calmly against his leg, a conscious decision he made as to not tear up your bed.
You shook your head and calmly reply, "not at all, actually." "If so…then why?" Satan waited for your response with bated breath, going so far as to leave his book unattended next to him.
"I missed your company."
That was all Satan needed to get uncharacteristically flustered. Him? The Avatar of Wrath? Flustered? Never. But here he was, his face flushed as he tries to play it cool like he always does.
"Don't hide from me." Be it an order or a small request, Satan regains his composure and stops hiding his face behind his hands. You wait for a reply from the fourth born as you reach a hand to carress his cheek. You felt Satan tremble under your touch while his eyes flitted away from yours as he prepared to speak again,
"Fine, only because it's you. I cherish you and your company deeply."
𝐀𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐮𝐬
⏔⏔⏔⏔༒︎༻♱༺༒︎⏔⏔⏔⏔
"Darling? Did something happen?"
Ever dramatic, Asmodeus' first course of action is to rush right to you and lovingly pester you.
"Did you sleep enough?" "Did you get a nightmare?! Those are the worst! There there, Asmo's here!" "Your complexion looks great! Did the products I give you yesterday work their magic? ♡"
You feel his soft finger tips trace all over your skin, checking up on you.
"Asmo, don't worry, I'm fine."
You reassure the demon who still had one of his many sleeping masks on when you summoned him. "But…why did you suddenly summon me, hm? Did you miss me? ♡" Asmodeus asked you, pouting while resting a hand on his cheek. "Why would I even ask that, of course you do!"
The Avatar of Lust giggles happily as you nod at his words, affirming the mutual affection. "I do miss you, Asmo. I like your company."
Deep in Asmodeus' heart, he felt a part of it throb with longing. Finally, someone who didn't just see him as an object for pleasure. He tries to play this moment of vulnerability off as nothing, but it does not go unnoticed by you.
"Asmo, I know you're hiding something…" Your words seep into his veins as he feels fear. A fear that you might leave him if he lied, leading him to follow his heart as he clasped his hands around yours.
"MC, darling…I treasure you too much! ♡ I can't bear it, I love you more than I love myself, please…don't leave me."
𝐁𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐳𝐞𝐛𝐮𝐛
⏔⏔⏔⏔༒︎༻♱༺༒︎⏔⏔⏔⏔
"MC? Are you in trouble?"
Incredibly worried. He always fears the worst whenever you summon him, even if it's completely for fun. After all, he is the 'protector' of the family.
First thing Beelzebub does is rush to you, checking you for injuries with a steady hand, even if you were just in your room.
After deeming you uninjured and safe, he takes his place next to your legs and rests his head on your lap.
"MC…did you need anything?"
Beelzebub's stable voice cuts through the noise of his buzzing fly wings as he tried to understand your situation. Why did you call for him out of nowhere? Sure, you did do this often, but what if he doesn't make it the one time you need him-
"Not really, I just wanted your company. You don't have to worry too hard, Beel."
Hearing this, Beelzebub's racing heart settles as he felt your hands trail through his messy hair. Unconsciously, Beelzebub slips out of his demon form and nuzzles into your lap, pressing his cheek closer to feel your warmth.
"You are my family and I care for you dearly, I hope you know that." Without much thinking, the words slip from his lips. What followed was a chuckle from you, the sound further easing Beelzebub's endless doubt about his ability as a protector and subsiding his harrowing gluttony.
"I know and love that about you, Beel."
"…I love you too, MC. Don't forget me."
𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐠𝐨𝐫
⏔⏔⏔⏔༒︎༻♱༺༒︎⏔⏔⏔⏔
"MC…what is it now?"
Exhausted like usual. Belphegor drags his feet across your floor and plops himself right on your lap like he belongs there.
Takes your boredom as an invitation to doze off on your nap. Great.
"Well…you aren't being strung around by lower demons, so…be my pillow now."
"Belphie, you do know I can tell you're still awake."
The now busted Avatar of Sloth sleepily yawns as he rolls his body to make himself face directly up at you. "That was supposed to be foolproof…" Belphegor rubs his eyes as his tail brushes your cheek, the softness felt strangely comforting.
"Anyway…why'd you even summon me?" he mumbles, his voice quietened after he felt your hands scratching at his scalp. "I like your company and because I could." "Are you having a power trip, MC?" "Not yet."
Belphegor huffs at your answer. As much as he loved you, he would prefer not being constantly summoned and drained of his already lacking energy. But as long as you were happy with your little whims, it didn'tmatter.
A small smile spread across his face as he mumbles something under his breath. "Belphie, say that again?"
"Whatever keeps you happy…I'll bear it for you because I love you, MC."
Bonus!
"MC…"
"W-wha?! MC?!"
"I almost got a UR…M-MC?!"
"MC?"
"MC! ♡
"M…MC?"
"….M…C…"
Confused, all the brothers looked around, then at each other, then at you. Just how bored were you to summon all of them? "What, is it wrong to miss all of you?" you played the innocent card, even adding a few false sniffles to garner enough 'sympathy' for your distressing boredom.
"On Lord Diavolo's Devildom, MC, what has you so bored, may I ask?" Lucifer was the first to break the silence. You, of course, shrugged again and repeated that you didn't know why. Everything took a turn once Mammon swooped right next to you on your right, arms eagerly wrapped around your waist.
"Haha! I got ya first!" Mammon was ecstatic but his brothers? Not so much. For some, not at all.
Leading to Mammon and Leviathan to start bickering with each other as they fought for the place at your side.
"For MC's sake, maybe you both shouldn't make a mess in here?" Satan chides as he shook his head disapprovingly and calmly took a seat on your left side that was empty.
"I'll take the space near MC's legs!"
Asmodeus chirped as he skipped forward to you, kneeling down and resting his cheek against your right knee, below where the Avatar of Greed and the Avatar of Envy were fighting.
Beelzebub was quiet as he carried a half-asleep Belphegor in one arm and walked closer to you. You suddenly felt your body get lifted by Beelzebub's free hand as he sat you down comfortably on his lap and gently placed the snoozing Avatar of Sloth on your lap and mumbled something along the lines of "take care of him" before resting his head on your left shoulder.
The quarreling side of Mammon and Leviathan never quietened while Lucifer silently made his way to your left side, where Satan sat comfortably, eyes already focused on a book.
"If you even think about taking my place, I'll tear down this damn house." Satan huffs out without even looking up at Lucifer. The Avatar of Pride chokes out a laugh.
"You need not worry about that."
Was all he said before kneeling next to your left leg, pressing his own cheek against your thigh.
Mammon and Leviathan's fight came to a close out of pure surprise when they saw this. "W-what has gotten into that guy?!" "Who knows even…maybe he finally lost it!"
Asmodeus laughs as he traces his signature all over your leg, "It's probably thanks to MC! ♡" "I don't doubt that," Satan adds on quietly while Beelzebub keeps silent, enjoying the moment with one hand on your waist and another over Belphegor's eyes.
"Just keep quiet." Lucifer's voice cuts through to Mammon and Leviathan, who were making theories about Lucifer's sudden vulnerability. A stuttered "F-fine.." came from their mouths as they both eventually shifted into comfortable positions near you.
Mammon slotted himself on your right shoulder and did his own fair share of getting comfortable, occasionally leaving pecks on your cheek.
For Leviathan, he had to bear the weight of Belphegor's torso resting on him. He hugged your right arm and nuzzled against your skin for comfort. When he got brave, he left small pecks on your hand.
Lucifer, who had found his place comfortably on the floor near your left leg kept a steady hand on your ankle and his cheek pressed up against your thigh, where he left kisses on.
Satan enjoyed your presence more than his book, just the thought of you being next to him distracted his mind from reading as he couldn't hold himself back from sneaking cheek kisses after every paragraph.
Asmodeus was having the time of his life next to your right leg. He was practicing massage techniques he saw on Devilgram and giving kisses to every inch of your leg.
Beelzebub was quiet while he had you on his lap. He gently pat your head and always checked in with you. His warmth brought you comfort even while his brothers were crawling all over you.
Lastly, Belphegor comfortably laid his head on your lap, occasionally nuzzling his face into you and pawing at your waist while he slept.
You've never felt happier. Being surrounded by the demons you love dearly, the same demons who love you as well. They fact they were completely willing to listen to your whims, regardless of how ridiculous they were, warmed your heart.
🐏 💭 : this has been sitting & lurking in my notes app im SOOOO glad i can post it now 🏋️🏋️
