Vel | 26 | She/Her | Obey Me writing sideblog. Requests: CLOSED, inbox: always open to talk! Minors DNF • Mammon and Levi simp ♡ Commissioned icon by @shiori887 on Twt !
Hi! I'm Vel, and this is a post to officially say that I'm writing for the Obey Me fandom! („• ᴗ •„)
Requests status: CLOSED! ✍
Askbox: Always open to talk about anything related to Obey Me, writing, or life in general!
I can write:
MC x Any of the demon brothers* (romantic and/or platonic)*
MC x Dateables* (minus Luke)
Poly!MC x Demon brothers*
Fluff*
Angst*
Hurt/comfort*
Slice of life*
Headcanons* (requests: either one or multiple characters, cannot be Demons Bros + Dateables)
Short scenarios*
Multiple chapter series
◇ MC will be gender neutral by default unless stated/requested otherwise.
*Can be requested.
I do not write:
NSFW
MC x Luke
Yandere
Racism
Dub-con/Non-con
Demoncest
Things to know about me! :
I have ADHD! So there will be days where I'll write a lot, and some where I won't entirely (life is busy). I'm also trying to get out of a long writer's block.
About the requests, there's a chance that I won't do some of them, mainly because I thrive off of ideas that inspire me to write. I have a better chance of posting stuff rapidly if the request is short/limited to one or two characters, too.
I absolutely LOVE writing fluff and angst stuff!
I love writing dialogues. Like, maybe a bit too much.
I don't have a regular schedule. As said before, I'll post whenever I can/feel good enough to write something down. Hope you can understand!
I'm very friendly! Like seriously, I don't bite. I've smiled more than once seeing people from the fandom interact between each other because of how sweet they were, so my ask box will be open to talk. :)
I post some of my own OM! stuff (aka one shots and longer fics, or unrequested headcanons/scenarios etc) whenever I can.
My first language isn't English, so please forgive any typos or grammatical mistakes in my writing if you see any c':
Masterlist ♡
Anons : 📷 anon
I'll update this post more in the future! In the meantime, I hope you'll all enjoy what I write!
Belphegor: Is the makeup kit you wanted out of stock again?
Asmodeus: Are you kidding! It's much worse than this!
Asmodeus: I'm living a nightmare and this is all because of Mammon!
Mammon: You better shut your trap about this Asmo!
Lucifer: What did you two bicker about this time?
Asmodeus: It's about MC!
Beelzebub: Is it about Mammon or about MC?
Mammon: Asmo I'm serious!
Asmodeus: I needed to go into the kitchen to grab some ingredients for a special hand cream I'm making, but Mammon and MC were preparing dinner in there.
Asmodeus: And just when I was about to say hi to my sweet precious MC, they turned to look at Mammon and said "Honey, can you pass me the salt?".
Asmodeus: MC never called me "Honey" before!! Giving that name to Mammon before me is like giving the most expensive lipstick to a sewer rat!
Meeting the brothers for the first time, if the exchange program hadn't happened (headcanons)
A/N: I say headcanons, but those ended up being longer than intended, so I'd say they're more short stories than anything. But hey, that means more food for you. Also I guess Belphie is a bit more "chill" (still kinda pissy though) towards humans in this because he never had to hear about the exchange program idea.
Warnings: Slight physical aggression towards Mammon in his part.
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Lucifer
Whether it was for personal reasons, or to conduct private meetings under Diavolo's name, Lucifer was no stranger to the human world. After many centuries as a demon, he had grown to learn how to blend in among the masses, and how to act like a normal "human". Usually, he would keep quiet, and only interact with the people he needed to. A simple way to avoid unnecessary trouble, but also to finish his duties as quickly as possible. However, today happened to be one of those days where Lucifer rarely went out of his way to impose himself on the business of others.
He was patiently waiting in the shade of a luxurious hotel's pillar, strategically avoiding the brighteness of the sun as his finger brushed over the screen of his phone, before eventually raising an eyebrow. His contact had warned him he would take a bit more time to arrive, which only made Lucifer sigh as he shoved his phone back into his pocket. Him who had made it a rule to always arrive early at these meetings to finish them under an hour...
'Hopefully next time, you'll learn not to waste my time.' the thought crossed his mind as he watched the people coming and going out of the hotel in front of him. The human world felt even more of a bee hive nowadays than it did a hundred years ago. His eyes followed the stern faces of workers and employees, some carrying deep marks of exhaustion under their eyes. Yes, this world really had transformed in such a short amount of time, and its people along with it.
"I still had 10 minutes left, are you kidding me?!"
Another thing Lucifer was used to, was to hear loud arguing between people. He already dealt with it on a daily basis whenever his brothers happened to get at each other's throats, so being the witness of a group of humans throwing fits in public at each other, not caring about the looks that others would give them, wasn't unusal for him either. Curious though, he glanced towards the origin of the voice, only to see a normal human and one in a blue uniform facing each other, the latter placing a ticket on the windscreen of a car.
"You're in front a private hotel, you should know you aren't allowed to park here."
"The spaces for the taxis are right there! While this is a spot for anyone! You have no right to give me a ticket when I'm parked correctly!" You threw a hand in the air, not about to let yourself be tricked into believing his words.
The tone of the warden suddenly turned more threatening. "I'd watch your mouth if I were you. I could call the police and have you arrested right here if I wanted. I work for this hotel, and I'm the one who dictates whether you have the right to park in front of it or not."
Lucifer squinted his eyes at the scene. Oh, an average human responding to a figure that had more power than them? Now this was a sight he'd rarely see on his visits. But definitely one that always rubbed him the wrong way, especially when the one at fault wasn't the one being accused.
"Actually," his presence left the two humans confused, especially for the one he was now standing by. "I happen to have been waiting here for half an hour. Those parking spots have a time limit of 20 minutes, correct? Yet, when I arrived earlier, this person's car wasn't present yet. I assume you happen to know basic math, right?"
Your eyes grew wide at the cocky smile that birthed on his face. And here you were thinking you couldn't respond more boldly to a private warden, this man was literally standing there with his arms across his chest, and throwing these kinds of words in the warden's face like it was nothing. The warden's face grew even more furious, asking the demon in disguise in front of him to mind his own business and step away. But despite his demands, Lucifer did not move an inch.
"You said you worked for this hotel, correct? Coincidentally enough, I was just about to have a private meeting with the owner. It would be a shame if he ever learned one of his employees was menacing a person I was vouching for now, wouldn't it?"
You aren't sure exactly how and why, but the warden took a step back, before retrieving the ticket off the windscreen and muttering apologies on his way back to the hotel. You glanced at the man beside you, quickly noticing the intense red color of his eyes. Had they just shone for a moment...? No, probably just your imagination.
"You know," he turned towards you, shaking his head, "sometimes stating the truth won't always help you. That's how the world works. But next time, don't hesitate to mention me if you ever have trouble with him. It should be effective enough to put his tail back between his legs."
You muttered your thanks as he turned his back to you, and your eyes followed him as he and another man greet each other before stepping inside the hotel. The owner asks him if anything had happened outside, to which Lucifer only mentions a "pest problem", earning a confusing look from the owner in return.
Lucifer wasn't normally one to meddle with human problems. But doing so from time to time fed his pride greatly, as he got to watch them cower before him and walk away in shame. It always felt so satisfying to see it happen. And yet, he couldn't still place his finger on why, but as he was standing by you earlier... he had felt a warmth he hadn't experienced in a long time. Dare he say, you had almost seemed familiar.
Yet, he had never come across your face before. Even as he stepped into the House of Lamentation late in the evening, your image wouldn't leave his mind. What about you, a seemingly normal human, could captivate him so much? No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't find an answer.
Oh well. To help with this curiosity of his, this encounter with you today, wouldn't probably be the last.
Mammon
Another day, another random summoning from the witches to the human world. How he despised when it happened without any warning, whether it pulled him straight out of his bed in the middle of the night, when he was in class, when he was in the middle of a heated poker match, or in his current case... in the middle of lunch.
It was daytime in the human world, and his eyes had yet to adjust to the brightness of the sun as two witches walked beside him on each of his sides. Mammon always kept silent in these moments, mostly because he wanted to keep a low profile while surrounded by humans, but also because the witches had quite the influence over him. A single misplaced word, and a curse could be placed on him at any moment.
At some point though, he made the mistake of responding to one of them on a bad tone, and a loud argument began to ensue between the two, all while under the curious and worried faces of passersby. One of the witches quickly started slapping him with her handbag, reminding him who was the superior one in this situation. In the Devildom, this would have gone completely unnoticed, and Mammon was also no stranger to punishment, so getting slapped by a bag was only midly annoying at best. What neither he, nor the witches could expect though, was for a human to step between them to break off the fight.
"Hey, leave him alone! Or do you want me to call the police?!"
The witch with the bag frowned with a groan, while Mammon, who had your back facing him as you took on a defensive stance in front of him, could only stare in confusion at your intervention.
Stupid human... If you knew who we were, you wouldn't try and get yourself involved like that.
"Hey, I'm actually with the-" he tried to say, only to be cut by the witches announcing their departure.
"You. Same time tomorrow, and you better not raise your voice against us again. We'll forget about this, but only this time."
As if you didn't even exist, the witches turned their backs before walking away. Mammon placed his hands in his pockets, looking at the back of your head. Really, could this human have picked a worse time than try to insert themself into his business? As he was about to let them know he was part of their group, he noticed your trembling hands.
Got scared, too? Tch, don't bite more than ya can chew.
"Sorry, are you okay?" you finally turned to him. "I've been walking in the same direction for a while now and couldn't help but notice how uncomfortable you seemed to be. When they started hitting you, I just couldn't walk by and let it happen."
Huh... So they had actually noticed for a while? And still decided to intervene? He had to admit, for as long as he knew how humans were... he really didn't expect anyone to actually care about a guy being hit by women in the street.
"Do you want me to call the police?"
"Nah, it's fine," he shook his head. "I'll just... get back home. I got my brothers waiting for me. Appreciate the intervention, though. But maybe try not to put your nose where it doesn't belong too much. T'would save you some trouble if it were to happen next time."
Wanting to get back to the Devildom as soon as he could, he turned his back to you before waving his hand in the air. Upon coming back home, Mammon quickly approached Lucifer to ask how a human could be protected from curses. The last thing he wanted, even if the matter was about a random, selfless human such as you, was for someone to be hurt because of him.
Leviathan
Finally, today of all days was the grand opening of the Nekonomicon convention! Since the owner of the con was a demon in disguise working in the human world, Levi had found little to no problem getting Lucifer to accept and let him go there for a day. And after much waiting done in the long queue leading to the building, he had finally been let in. His eyes were sparkling as bright as two suns upon looking at all the human-exclusive merch, manga and anime that hadn't been released in the Devildom yet. He wasn't about to let any stupid human normie get their hands on his precious treasures though, so as soon as he was inside, Levi did not waste a second before putting figures, plushies, games and books inside his bags.
At some point, he came to a stop in front of a stall, and his mouth was practically watering at what he had in front of him. A brand new, absolutely beautiful, limited-edition of a Lord of Shadows figure. He had only heard about it in the legends! Well, that is, the legends being the forums he visited. But he still couldn't believe he was laying his eyes on it! So few people liked the third lord as their favorite character, so the figure only ended selling poorly and being quickly forgotten by TLS fans and collectors. This was an absolute miracle. This figure had to be there for HIM. It had to be!
As Levi quickly approached the stall, and began to stutter about the figure to the seller, the latter only snickered in response.
"Sorry pal, someone just bought it from me." He pointed his thumb behind him, and Levi could only watch in despair as none other than a simple human was given the packaged figure by the second stall owner.
He felt both defeated and furious. How dared this ignorant, simple, stupid and lowly human steal his favorite lord from him?! He bet they didn't even know who the Lord of Shadow was! There was no way they could recognize how grand he was, nor understand the depths of his character and personality! In a fit of pure, raw jealousy, Levi stomped his way towards the human.
"Y-You!" He pointed a finger right in your face. "Are you really a TSL fan?!"
You leaned your head backward enough for his finger not to touch your nose, frowning in response. "Huh? Of course I am, why would I buy this otherwise? What's your problem?"
Levi was actually taken aback by your words. Wait, they really are? I mean, of course anyone would know about how amazing TSL is, but they're a complete normie! And they're a human!
"B-But, why would you buy this lord specifically?! No one even likes him, it's always "Lord of Corruption" this, "Lord of Corruption" that! You're actually telling me you bought this while fully knowing his potential as a character?!" He watched as you clung the figure closer to your chest.
"Maybe that's what you're thinking, but I always preferred the third lord better. His friendship with Henry is what really made the series shine, and I haven't spent hours reading and watching TSL for someone to greedily take that figure away from me. Maybe you shouldn't hang around people who despise your favorite character that much?"
His words were caught in his throat in an instant. The Lord of Shadow was also your favorite? But... how? Everyone he knew always preferred the first or second lord, yet here was a human who actually liked the same character as him? Gritting his teeth, he had to recognize it... maybe you weren't as normie as he thought.
In a last attempt to satisfy his envy, and before you could step further away from him among the crowd, he quickly pulled out his phone before sliding back in front of you to shove it in your face.
"Here! This is a 200 questions quiz about the third lord that I found online! Tonight, let's see if you're really as big of a fan as you say!"
You arched an eyebrow. "Is that a challenge?"
"Yes!"
After considering leaving the guy physically on read, you shrug your shoulders and accepted his offer. Before any of you knew it, you had already exchanged your names on a messaging app you both happened to use, before turning your backs to each other, both chins high in the air. While you huffed how impossible this man had been, Levi was fully ready to prepare himself for the quiz, and save his honor as a Lord of Shadows fan.
Tonight... a showdown would take place!
Satan
After much complaining to his oldest brother to be allowed to go buy a book that had only been released in the human world, Satan was finally able to go get his new precious at a bookstore. Not wanting to head back home straight away though, he decided to sit in a nearby park, mainly to enjoy the peace and quiet he couldn't get in the Devildom. However, the silence that had accompanied him for the first few minutes of his reading session was quickly interrupted by the sudden appearance of a group of children playing soccer. Although frustrated, Satan kept his focus on his book. He was used to this kind of racket, so all he had to do was to create the scenes in his head realistically enough to block out the sounds. That is, until another type of noise caught his attention.
Sitting on another bench farther away, your own book was thrown away out of your hands by an upcoming ball that had been accidently kicked your way by the kids. You knew letting them play so close to you would end up bringing you misfortune, and unfortunately, your fears had come true. You threw yourself on your feet, anger suddenly taking over as you yelled at them. "Can't you go play somewhere else?!", the small humans only replying with hushed excuses before grabbing their ball and running in the opposite direction. A huff escaped you as you bent down to grab your book, the red cover now completely stained by the mud it had fallen in. As you opened it to see how many pages had been saved, your frustration only grew even more. The ball had rendered it completely unreadable.
In a desperate attempt to save it, you try to wipe the mud away, fully knowing how useless your actions would be. Satan, although a demon, still wants to remain a gentleman towards another book lover. He stood up from his seat before heading your way.
"Mind if I take a look at this?" His presence next to you is more surprising than his question. Yet, in your confusion and recent fit of anger in public, you extend your stained book towards him. With a swift movement of the hand, he swipes the mud away from the cover, a smile soon appearing on his lips.
"I can't believe it happened on its release day, of all days. I spent months waiting for it to be in stores, I almost even fought with other customers earlier to grab one." You let your frustrations out, not minding if you happen to tell them to a complete stranger.
"Well, this might be your lucky day." Satan said, before handing you his book. To your surprise, it is the exact same edition than the one you were reading. "Here, you can take mine. I don't doubt I'll be able to find a new one without much difficulty."
"A-Are you sure? They only sold limited quantities of this, the store I went to had its stocks depleted in less than an hour!"
"Don't worry, I have contacts who can help me find another one. I insist."
He pratically placed the book in your hands without waiting for your response. You looked at the brand new, leather cover. It still even smelled new.
As you tried to take your wallet out of your pocket to pay for his book, Satan immediately shook his head, telling you that he doesn't need any compensation for this. Knowing that he helped someone who likes the same author as him is a worthy-enough reward on its own. As he eventually departs, you hadn't even noticed that he had taken your dirty book along with him.
After this encounter, Satan proceeded to use a spell to bring back your book to its original state, much to his own pleasure. In the next few days, it weirdly becomes a habit for him to ask Lucifer's permission to go to the human world, stop at this same park, and glance on your figure sitting on the other bench from time to time while you enjoy the book he gave you, as the two of you read to the sounds of birds chirping, and kids playing soccer.
Asmodeus
It wasn't out of the ordinary for Asmodeus to sneak out in the human world to grab the latest fashion. He just loved getting on the latest trends, and buy the newest clothes and makeup he could get his hands on! Plus, the next best thing after gathering all he could find in multiple bags, was to look at all the beautiful human faces he had around him. What a forbidden paradise their realm was.
As he entered his upteenth store of the day, Asmo offered his brightest smile to the salespersons, and began to browse through their selections. After shoving multiple shirts and jackets on his arm for him to try, his attention was quickly caught however by the other person standing on the opposite side of the clothing rack.
Their eyes moved from left to right as they checked the different pieces of clothing, seemingly not finding any that matched their interest. As they turned around to search elsewhere, Asmo smirked. Any opportunity to accost a lone little lamb such as them was always one he wouldn't miss. Plus, they simply looked too adorable for him to ignore.
"I think blue would suit you better." His sudden appearance by your side surprise you, causing you to bring the top you were checking closer to your chest. "Mmmh, but maybe green would be a good choice as well. We'd have to match it with something else though, but I think it would bring out the color of your eyes even more."
He smiled sincerely as he grabbed a shirt off the rack to show it to you. "Like this jacket! Doesn't it look nice? Oh, and the texture is also very comfortable! Here, take a look!"
You practically had no time to let a word out as he placed it in your hands. Despite him showing out of nowhere, he didn't seem to be ill-intentioned. "T-Thank you?"
"No problem honey, I wouldn't want you to pick you something dull after all." His gaze as he stared directly into your eyes sends shivers down your back, although you weren't sure if it was caused by the intensity of it, or because of the peculiar color of his irises.
You offered him an awkward smile, before continuing to browse through the rack. Next to you, however, Asmo's eyebrows pinched together. He had just tried to charm you, and yet you had showed no response to his magic. Had he not tried hard enough?
Just to make sure, he tapped your shoulder a few moments later, offering you another top, and taking the opportunity to gaze into your eyes once more as you take the shirt from him. Still, nothing happened. The demon grew confused, for all humans he had used his charms on had always been very receptive. Not a single creature was immune to his magic! At least... that's what he had always thought until now.
Shortly after, Asmo quickly introduced himself, and the two of you actually make casual conversation, with him sharing his knowledge on fashion and the like to you. To his pleasure, he ended up learning about your name, and the both of you eventually part ways.
Even after coming back home, and receiving the usual punishment from Lucifer for having snuck off without his permissions, his mind seemed to always wander back to you. You were a normal human, and yet, his power, even though he was the embodiment of Lust, hadn't worked on you. He spends the entire night pondering about the encounter, and about you.
Perhaps, to solve this mystery... another visit to the human world would be necessary.
Beelzebub
It was a miracle that Lucifer had allowed Beel to go to the human world to feast on some human food, as long as he didn't eat actual humans. "You best behave yourself", he had told his younger brother, who to retain his demon impulses, had decided to never spent a single minute while in the foreign realm without having food in his mouth. His next stop was at a food vendor doing their business on the side of the road, serving their customers straight out of the small truck that served as their kitchen. Beel had always found that those were the best places to order food from, simply because he didn't have to wait forever to get delicious meals served to him.
After waiting in line, not without feeling kind of out-of-place among the other humans, his turn finally came. As he approached the vendor, his mind having already set on the most popular dish the vendor could make, he expressed his order. However, he quickly received a negative answer, heari,g that the person in front of him had obtained their last serving of the day. Needless to say, these news crushed him.
You came to an abrupt stop as you turned around with your serving in hand, quickly noticing how disappointed the man behind you was that he couldn't have gotten what he wanted. Being a regular here, you didn't seem to recognize him, however. A tourist, perhaps? As you looked between him and your food, you pondered for a few seconds, before quickly catching up to him in front of the line.
"Excuse me-" you raised your hand to get his attention, "here, you can have mine."
The expression of surprise on his face could have almost made you laugh, if it hadn't been for his quick answer.
"Really? You would give it to me?"
"Yeah, it's no problem. You don't seem from around here, while I almost eat this pretty regularly. And those are really delicious, anyone should try it."
There is a couple seconds of hesitation from Beel, feeling both weird for accepting food from a random human, but also because he really, really wanted to eat. And if someone was offering him food out of pure kindness; and he ended up refusing it, would he really be the Avatar of Gluttony?
"I appreciate it." He nods, grabbing the food before quickly remembering his manners. "Let me buy you something in return, so that your money won't be wasted."
You were about to protest, but Beel was quicker on asking suggestions from the vendor. You decided on something that was definitely cheaper than what you had previously paid for, and Beel had noticed it. After offering your thanks and goodbyes to each other, the demon is amazed at how good the food you offered turns out to be. In the weeks that pass, Beel quickly and coincidentally becomes a regular at the food truck, and you start to wonder if he really didn't "bump" into you on purpose when getting your lunch there. Not that you really minded, in the end.
Belphegor
He still couldn't believe it. Not only had Lucifer ordered him to go to the human world with Beel and Mammon to clear out a mess that his idiot of a greedy brother had caused, but he had also actually managed to lose them both. Why couldn't have Lucifer chose someone else for this trip? Had he forgot how much he despised humans? Even if their world were to burn, he wouldn't care in the slightest. So having to actually roam around in their realm, but also being forced to interact with them to find his brothers again... If he hadn't lost Beel as well, he would have just left Mammon right here and there. Having to go back to this place after so many centuries... what a pain in the ass.
And so here was Belphie, arms crossed, sitting in an almost empty subway train, and his phone stuck between his ear and shoulder as he tried to read a map of the different stations of the line he was on.
"Stupid idiot, be more precise." He grumbled, his mind tired and frustrated by the incompetence of Mammon to direct him on the right path. "Also, is Beel still with you?"
"Of course he is! I've had to even restrain so he wouldn't wander off to a restaurant, so be more grateful towards your older brother!"
"Just shut up and tell me where I need to go."
Once Mammon had given him a detailed-enough image of the place he'd have to walk to, and which station he'd have to leave the train at, Belphie ended the call before putting the phone back into his jacket's pocket. He didn't even think it necessary to fold the map that layed across his lap right now, he'd most probably have to use it once he left the subway. Why was the human world so complicated to navigate? How he wished he could be in bed right now.
He had just enough time to glare at a human sitting on the other side of the train before his exhaustion caught up to him and made him fall asleep. As if he had closed his eyes for only a couple of minutes, he felt a hand on his shoulder, shaking him awake.
"Sir- this is your stop, isn't it?"
He was about to tell whoever was touching him to piss off, until his brain turned on again and his eyes stopped on the station's name, which was the exact same one as Mammon had told him to exit the train at. Not paying a single mind to the human who awoke him, he hurriedly got up from his seat, stepped out of the train with his map in hand, and walked into the subway to find the exit.
He came to an abrupt stop in the middle of a set of stairs before turning around. "Why are you following me?"
You froze on the spot, eyes wide open at his accusation. You quickly explain that you're not following him, this happened to also be your stop. He gives you a look that tells you he's not buying yours words, despite them being sincere. You mention having overheard where he's supposed to head though, and offer to show him where it is. Belphie only stares at you for a few seconds with a frown on his face, before turning around and resuming climbing up the stairs. You sigh, and keep walking behind him. So much for being nice to random people.
'Mind your own business, human'. As if on top of it all, he needed one of them to dig their nose where it didn't belong. But the more he climbed up, and the more he felt his eyelids becoming heavier, he was starting to reconsider their offer. He desperately wanted to sleep, and if finding his brothers on his own took him too long, he'd only end up falling asleep somewhere and then getting lost himself. Reluctantly, as he reached the top of the staircase, he turned around and waited for you to reach his level.
"Alright, maybe I do need directions."
You could see as you both stepped out of the subway that he didn't seem like the kind of person to like talking to others in general, and you'd be lying if you said the heavy silence between the two of you didn't make you slightly uncomfortable. But you figured, might as well help him find his siblings and do your good action of the day. Luckily, guiding him proved to be relatively easy, and after coming to a point where you two had to part ways, you took out a small piece of paper to draw him the rest of the path.
Belphie took it before giving a half-hearted thanks, and going on his merry way to the address. You simply watched as he disappeared behind a corner, feeling suddenly exhausted, as if the entire interaction had taken the rest of your energy.
After giving a slap behind Mammon's head and ignoring his question about the drawn map he had with him, Belphie hurried his brothers so they could go back home. Strangely, the paper didn't meet its end in a trashcan upon coming back home. Instead, Belphie kept turning it around in his hand as he sat on his bed, his cheek cupped in his palm. Something about that person he had encounter intrigued him. He expected all humans to be as self-centered as your usual demon, not caring whether their neighbor was cold or hungry. But with the way you had smiled at him as you handed him your drawing, wishing him "good luck" in finding his brothers... a foreign feeling began to grow deep within the pit of his stomach.
'Maybe some humans aren't total hypocrites, I guess...'
Accidental Summonings, Accidental Friendships (Leviathan x GN!MC)
Genre: Fluff
Pairing: Gn!MC x Leviathan (beginning of their friendship)
Summary: Every brother in the House of Lamentation is ordered by a distraught Lucifer to gather in the common room. In the middle of the circle they form, sits a very sweaty Leviathan. The reason? A human accidently summoned him to the human world, and Levi just couldn't resist getting a new gaming partner.
Warnings/Notice: MC didn't know any of the demons prior to this.
A/N: That has been sitting in my WIPs (and my brain) for a while. Thought it would be a fun scenario for Levi to find himself stuck in, and I've also been wanting to write something where all the brothers are together. Enjoy!
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"So... let me get this straight."
If it weren't for Lucifer's tone of voice, anyone could have thought he was only midly frustrated by the current situation he was facing. No- the fingers pinching the bridge of his nose, the deep sigh that escaped his mouth, the frown on his brow and the gloved hand balled up into a fist were only adding up to the proof that what Lucifer felt was not just frustration, but actual pure rage.
Even as he played back his brother's explanation again and again inside his head, it still sounded unbelievable. Totally unbelievable, and most importantly, unbelievably stupid.
"You were playing video games in your room... as usual." Lucifer eyed the accused sitting in the middle of a circle he and his other brothers had formed. "And a human, who doesn't even know a single thing about magic or demons... coincidentally happened to perfectly sneeze a summoning spell that made you appear and crash on their bed?"
"T-That's what I've been telling you from the start!" Leviathan replied in defense, his eyebrows knitted together, yet not without keeping the volume of his words to a bare minimum as to not anger his brother further.
Lucifer was wrong. So terribly wrong. This situation was actually way beyond stupid.
"Nah, there's no way that's real." Mammon shook his head. "I mean, seriously? A random human summoning you on accident? You're totally making stuff up."
"It would have made more sense had they been a wizard or a witch." Satan added. "But I find it hard to believe a normal human was able to... sneeze a summoning spell by pure luck. And it was quite an ancient one, too."
"Guess you could consider yourself lucky you didn't end up in some country leader's bedroom or something. Maybe that would have made things a bit more interesting." Belphie yawned, already turning around in the hopes of going back to bed before Lucifer quickly snatched the back of his shirt to keep him in place.
"Ugh, all of you and your boring theories!" Asmo pouted before crouching down to be eye-level with Leviathan. "Nobody wants to hear whether they were someone important or not! The real question is..." A sly grin birthed on his face as he hunched closer to his brother. "Levi... how cute were they?~"
The demon's face quickly turned to a dark red color as he took in Asmo's words. "T-That's-- That doesn't matter!!"
"Asmodeus." The voice of Lucifer, deep and serious, brought everyone's attention back on him. His younger brother turned to look at him, his hands on his crouched knees, pouting.
"What? I'm not wrong. I mean, didn't Levi return from the human world several hours after he originally got summoned?" Asmo replied, reminding his brothers of this very important piece of information.
Back when all of them had gotten downstairs for breakfast and sat down at the table, before asking each other how come none of them had heard Leviathan's usual gamer shouts and otaku squeals during the night... only to be interrupted by a portal opening right above the table, the body of Leviathan being ejected out of it and crashing loudly in the middle of the morning dishes, ultimately causing everyone to jump back in a panic.
"And we were supposed to clean the house this afternoon... But the breakfast fell on the carpet after Levi's body broke the table in two. What a waste of food." Beel recalled, still overly saddened by the sight of the delicious fried bats and roasted toad tongues on the floor. Everyone had to hold him down so that he wouldn't have eaten the dirty food off the ground. Belphie patted his arm.
"I was getting to that, Asmo." Lucifer crossed his arms, shooting a glare at the avatar of Lust who immediately winced and took back his place in the circle.
"So... Levi." The mention of his name made the third-born jump in his seat. "It is one thing you turned out to be summoned by a human to the human world... Especially when you keep assuring us that they have no connection to magic or witches. "I am not so cruel as to punish you for something you didn't do. But."
There it was. The word Leviathan had been waiting from the very start. The one that would expose yet again the reality of it all. The one thing he had known would bring him trouble... only for his fears to be exactly correct, and now look where that got him.
Keeping his eyes on Lucifer's dark expression, and feeling the stares of his other brothers around him, Leviathan gripped the fabric of his pants and gulped harshly.
"Did you really have to stay-" The eldest's eyes shined a bright red before his face was engulfed into darkness, "and play video games until morning, with a human you don't even know?"
Levi felt his body turn into a sweat machine, none of his clothes were spared from the amount of liquid he was producing as his teeth chattered against each other, and with trembling hands, he tried yet again to offer a good enough clarification.
"I-I-- well, y-you see--" He mumbled, desperately trying not to be intimidated by Lucifer's death glare piercing right through him- but how could he not be scared when his brother seemed on the verge of pouncing right on him the more he tried to talk??! "L-Like I told you, I ended up on their bed-- and, hum, after we both screamed for a good minute- I couldn't help but notice they... t-they, huh..."
Leviathan swallowed loudly, before suddenly speaking more silently in the hopes none of his brothers would hear him. "They were... p-playing a game that has only come out in the human world... I-I just couldn't resist...!"
He remembered it all too well. The way he felt his body leave the ground of his bedroom and the controller slipping out of his grasp, a bright light enveloping him until he felt himself reappear into existence and bounce on an unfamiliar bed. His head knocking into the headboard and making him groan loudly in response, before he took a look around the room he has been transported in, and locking eyes with someone sitting on the ground a few feet away from where he had landed. Both shrieked and crawled away from the other as fast as possible, their backs bumping against each opposite sides of the room and wondering who the other was, where one had been summoned in, and the other what kind of creature had just appeared in the middle of their bed?!
Leviathan recalled his normie alarm blaring like mad in his brain as he kept his eyes on the other person like a deer caught in headlights, quickly sensing the lack of magic from within them, and most importantly, the human smell they emitted.
'What?! No, no no nonononono, why am I in some... human normie's room?! What am I doing here?! And why are they looking at me like they didn't expect me to appear?! Didn't they just summon me?? That was totally a summoning portal that I got pulled into against my will! Come on stupid human, speak up! This is way too embarrassing if neither of us says a word!!'
The human kept on staring at him from their spot on the floor, their mouth agape and their body glued to the wall behind them. He would have probably made fun of the expression of shock they were wearing on their face... was he not doing the exact same one, combined with the red that had colored both of his cheeks and spread to his ears.
This was bad... Wherever he would look around him, Levi couldn't make any sign of a summoning circle, old grimoires, or those creepy candles the wizards and witches would usually use to decorate the room whenever they would summon him in the past. No, this... this human clearly wasn't either of the two! This was a normal human!!
After keeping the human in his line of sight for far too long for comfort, the demon realized that something had to be done. Not only were they looking frightened by his presence, but most importantly... he had gotten summoned in the middle of a very important boss battle!! None of his party members would survive if he took to long to get back to his room, since the battles weren't turn-based but in real time! Imagining having to restart everything... What a nightmare!
Now was the time for questions. If this human had successfully summoned him here, they could probably get him back in the same way he had ended up in their room, right? Whatever spell they used, they had to know the one to send him back! There was just no way they had accidently summoned him here, out of all demons! Right!?
"H-Huh..." Levi managed to let out, nervously looking left and right as he tried to think of something he could say to make this situation less awkward than it was. "Y-You, hum--"
Levi's words were suddenly caught in his throat the moment his eyes laid upon the human again. Or, more precisely, on the item they were holding between their hands. A loud gasp came out of his mouth, his mind not wanting to believe it was real. Levi frowned, the orange of his irises suddenly sparkling. Was this... no way!!!
It was as if his body moved on its own, making him crawl at mach speed on the covers towards the human- resulting in making them yelp and clutch the item further against their chest as he slipped from on top of the bed to end up on his hands and knees in front of them. He couldn't stop staring at the item, panting in envy, the eyebrows on his forehead knitted together and his mouth drooling.
"Is... Is that--" He said, his entire body shaking in excitement while the human's was trembling in fear due to the new proximity between them and the demon, "... Maleficient Heroes 4?!"
"... Hu-huh?"
Levi could hear the sound of the human's heart behind the video game console's audio, the organ pounding hard within their chest, but he was way too obsessed by what he was looking at to care.
"I-I can't believe it!! This isn't due to come out in the Devildom before another 2 years, with how much they still had to work on the graphics and the tons of bugs they found during the testing part of the development! And they also needed to make several heroes less OP than they were because their powers were WAY too high compared to the heroes' levels when it was discovered during the beta testing which took place 4 years ago!! The Witch of the Bog really needed to be nerfed in my opinion because her attacks could reach literally the other end of the map if you did her secret quadruple jump which required to use her black cat companion at a certain time after the fight started but it could be countered if someone else played the Mountain Woodcutter with his second DLC skin which seriously, what kind of game company gives access to DLCs when the game isn't even officially out?!? Of course bugs were bound to be exploited!! Aaah but it made the Woodcutter so good to play, especially when you'd find the mystery axe hidden in the right side of the fourth map and you used it to cut the glowing tree which is part of a sidequest where you gotta--"
As if something had been plugged back in his head, Levi suddenly stopped his gamer ranting. Slowly, his eyes shifted from the still-beeping console, to rise up and stop on the way too close human he only now realized he's been having in front of him the entire time. While their expression clearly hadn't changed, Levi's colors increased in a matter of milliseconds. Screaming and blushing, he crawled back at the speed of light, and would have continued to do so had the bed behind him not stopped him in his tracks. He hid his face behind his hands and brought his legs against his chest.
"Aaaah- S-Sorry, I just-- I-I saw Maleficient Heroes and I couldn't stop- I didn't mean to get so c-close--!!"
He couldn't believe a normie human had to see him in a moment of weakness. To be reduced to spilling all of his gamer knowledge just by the sight of such a powerful weapon... and by the hands of a magicless human, no less! How embarrassing! If any of his brothers heard about this, he'd never see the end of it!
"Do..."
For the first time ever since his butt had met with the softness of their mattress, Levi's ears caught the sound of the human speaking. He immediately tensed up, awaiting whatever mockery they were about to throw at him for being a useless, good-for-nothing gaming encyclopedia that couldn't even stand up like a proper demon in front of a random human.
"... you... want to play?"
His eyes opened wide behind his sweaty palms, and for a second, Levi stopped breathing completely. Had he heard correctly? Was his mind playing tricks on him? Had the human just... offered him to play? Their console? To play Maleficient Heroes 4? For real?
Levi cracked an opening between his fingers to peek at the human. They hadn't moved from their spot against the wall, but in their hands, which were now reaching towards him... was the console, playing its tempting music, and the colorful Menu was flashing the title screen again and again, begging someone to press a button to start a new game.
His hands slowly slipped away from his face. The human was looking at him, their expression now a bit more relaxed for a reason he still had yet to determine, even if he could keep hearing their heart beating relatively fast within their chest. His focus shifted between them and the console, his knees lowering back to the ground.
"C..." His lips trembled, the demon damning himself for whatever trap he was about to fall for. He simply couldn't resist. "C-Can I...?"
It only took the human to nod at him, and Levi was already gone. He sat on his knees and bowed as low to the ground as possible in front of them, his forehead touching the floor as he thanked their generosity.
"Thank you! Thank you! I'll never forget this!! I don't care if this ends up costing me my soul or whatever you want, thank you for letting me experience the joy of an officially released Maleficient Heroes 4 before any reviews could come out and ruin the game even further!!"
"S-Sure..." The human approached the console towards him, watching as his head rose up from the ground, followed by the rest of his upper body to grab the gaming device. Levi immediately let out a whimper at the sight of the menu screen, still in disbelief at what he was holding. Truly... what a miracle! What a blessing!
"Is... Is it possible to..." his eyebrows dropped, and the human watched as he avoided their gaze again like a shy kid, "maybe, hum... plug it in your TV... for a better gameplay experience...?"
The human paused, before letting out a low chuckle- either from nervousness, or amusement at his demand, Levi couldn't be sure. What he could have completely miss however, was how the beating of their heart had seemed to calm down ever since he had first appeared in front of them.
"Yeah... I like it better on TV too." They replied, rising up from their spot on the floor before carefully making their way towards their TV. "It'll only take a minute..."
This was the most patient Leviathan had ever been with a human before. Watching them set up the TV, plugging the console in, and offering him a controller, before getting the opportunity to witness the absolute mastery the demon had playing a game he had only touched once or twice before... Levi was like a child high on sugar. As he showed his prowess at the game to them, telling them which heroes were the best among the roster and which map suited them best- and actually letting the human mention WHICH heroes they liked themself, felt like a totally new experience for the demon. Levi had totally forgotent about how he ended up here in the first place, or the game he was playing before being summoned. He was having fun, and the presence of this human next to him wasn't actually ruining anything. Was he really... enjoying this, too?
Had he ever rambled so much about a game to one of his brothers like this before? An ongoing exchange where both people actually offered their opinions and had an extensive knowledge on what they were talking about? Whenever he'd speak about a game back at home, only him actually knew was he was talking about... Mammon knew his video games, sure, but this human right here knew their games even more! After all, they had Maleficient Heroes 4!!
Even when they slightly backed away in surprise after asking him what he was, and he lowly mumbled about his demon genes, it was as if his knowledge about gaming and his passion for videogames reassured them. In a way, Levi was glad they weren't too scared of him, even if they were supposed to. At least he could game and talk to them with a relatively peaceful mind.
After a certain amount of time had passed, where the demon was able to show the human everything he knew about all the characters they had unlocked yet and they had both grown used to the other's presence, a question came to him.
"Hey, so--" Leviathan said in the middle of pushing buttons on his controller, the human beside him watching attentively the action taking place on the TV screen in front of them. "How did you even summon me? The last time someone actually needed me for something was probably around... two hundred years ago. And I don't think I've ever seen that kind of portal before. That seems way too old to be used as a summoning door nowadays."
"Oh. Huh..." The human frowned, bringing a hand under their chin as they tried to recall the moment before the demon had "broken" into their room without notice. "Now that I think about it... I think I might have just said random words?"
"Heh?" Levi shot them a confused glance before bringing his attention back on the TV. "How does someone even say a summoning spell by pure chance?"
"I don't know." The human shrugged. "I just sneezed weirdly and the next second, you were nearly breaking my bed by falling on top of it."
"HEEEH?!" As quickly as possible, Leviathan paused the game and turned to face them, his eyebrows high on his forehead. "You SNEEZED a summoning spell?! Are you even joking?! That can't happen, you gotta be joking!"
"N-No, I'm saying the truth!" The human said, backing their upper body away slightly. "It just happens sometimes, seriously, I don't control how I sneeze! I didn't expect a literal demon to pop out of nowhere after that!"
Levi stared at them, attempting to witness them cracking a smile or awaiting them to say "gotcha!", but even after an awkward silence of 10 seconds, they kept their eyes on him, and no words came out of their mouth. He couldn't believe it. They were actually serious.
"I can't believe a human sneezing is what got me to play Maleficient Heroes 4 two years before its release..." Levi sighed. Humans were really hopeless. What if another demon had been summoned in his stead? Not only would he have never touched this pure gem of a game in advance, but that human beside him would have turned into a demon's snack! Really, did he have to do everything around here?!
"Listen, human!" The demon frowned, putting the controller on his knees as he raised a finger in front of them. "Consider yourself lucky it was me you ended up summoning, because there are tons of other demons who wouldn't have been as nice as I am right now! So from now on, you gotta stop sneezing whatever weird sounds can come out of your mouth! And to prevent that from ever happening, I'll let you know of the proper way to summon me, but you'll have to follow certain rules! Got it?!"
The human arched an eyebrow.
"Huh... I would have thought you did not appreciate that I summoned you on accident... weren't you in the middle of playing when I did?"
As soon as they pointed out the obvious sentiment he had shared earlier during his heated experience of Maleficient Heroes, Levi felt small again. Ironic, considering which creature in this room was the superior one in terms of power.
Slightly pouting, he looked away, his hands fiddling with his jacket as he tried to form a cohesive explanation.
"I-I mean, yeah, I guess I was in the middle of a boss fight... But Maleficient Heroes also has a local two-player mode, right? And if you wanna 100% it and unlock all characters, I-I'm obviously the only one who can help you do it! It's not like another human has the same kind of knowledge about it as I have! S-So, that's why you gotta summon me again- so I can help you finish it!"
His lie was probably way too obvious. He had to admit, it sounded obvious even to HIM, the one who was saying it. The way he tried to cover up the fact that yes, he still wanted to play the game again now that he had found it... but that human wasn't actually too bad. They knew their stuff. They actually had pretty decent opinions on the characters, and also liked most of his favorite ones. And they had even been nice enough to offer him some food in the middle of playing earlier. There was no way any of his brothers would actively take part in such a conversation about this game as that human did. So... why would Levi have to wait until the Devildom release, to find out if his opinion on his brothers was wrong or not?
"I'll write it down for you..." Levi opened a text box in the game and began typing a summoning spell on the TV screen. "Y-You better write it down now on your phone or something. I'll tell you of the correct way to pronounce it once you do. A-And do it fast, so we can start that co-op mode...!"
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"And, huh-" Leviathan shifted in his seat in the middle of the brotherly circle, feeling his clothes now drenched in sweat, "I guess that's how... I ended up playing with them... until morning..."
As Levi finished retelling his story, he could feel the intensity of Lucifer's gaze above him double. The third-born did not dare look up, for it would probably add to the rage his brother was feeling.
"So not only did you stay to play a stupid video game with a human..." Lucifer snapped his fingers, and as his demon form replaced his usual attire, his brothers began to step away from him in fear, "but you also befriended them?"
"AAAAH!" Levi yelled, not having to look up to know that the situation had only gotten worse. He knew it, he knew explaning everything from his perspective wouldn't help!! "I'm sorry!! I was just lost into having found someone who loved the Maleficient Heroes series as much as I did!! And they actually complimented my taste in the characters and the outfits I chose!! Those kinds of game lovers are way too rare, and I lost track of time!! I'm sorry, Lucifer!!"
"H-Hey, Lucifer-" Mammon took a trembling step towards the eldest, cracking a smile as the pair of red eyes turned to him. "Eep!!- I-I mean, it's not like Levi outted us to an evil wizard or anythin', right...? From what he told us, it sounded like the usual weak human you can find anywhere in the Human World... And, playing games? It's totally innocent, right? So, you can relax, and--"
"We aren't supposed to show ourselves to normal humans, you idiot." Lucifer spat the reality in his brother's face, before turning back and crossing his arms above a whimpering Leviathan. "You had many chances back then to leave this human's house, but chose not to do so. I will tell this once, and I hope not to repeat myself after that. While I'm sure you know what kind of punishment will await you later... I also want you to cut all ties with this human, and never see them again. Have I made myself clear?"
"B-But--" Levi mutterede. "T-They promised to not ever let anyone know about me!"
"And you believed them? A human?" Lucifer scoffed. "At any chance they get, they'll have the pleasure of telling about your existence to their acquaintances for a slight bit of fame." He squinted his eyes at his brother, before letting his demon form disappear. Lucifer sighed, frustrated, and turned his back to the rest of his family. "For the last time, Levi. Do not ever come into contact again with this human. If they don't ever see you for the rest of their life, maybe people will think they were insane and created an imaginary demon friend. This is for the best."
"But..." Leviathan's lips trembled, and the demon could only stay there, watching the figure of his older brother disappear behind the doors of the hallway. His other brothers could simply stand there, lost at who they should support.
"As much as I hate to agree with him... He's right, Levi." Belphie finally spoke, before turning around as well to head out of the room. "Humans aren't to be trusted. Ever. You should just give it up."
One by one, and not without shame, the brothers began to walk away, eventually leaving Levi on the ground, his hands clutched on the fabric of his pants and his head hanging low. For once, he had found someone who actually liked the same things as he did... And now, he was supposed to act as if he had never met them? Go back to only talking to Henry 2.0 and the other gaming enthusiasts on the forums? But it sounded so... bland now. Would he even be able to go back to his routine now...?
A hand placed itself on his shoulder, and Levi lifted his head up. His eyes met the purple of Beel's, his brother wearing an apologetic expression on his face.
"Levi... If you really made a friend with that human... Then I'm sure they'll understand." Beel said, and before Levi could feel his eyes sting with the threat of tears leaking out, the red-haired continued.
"But I saw you smiling while you were talking about them... They don't seem like a bad human to me. So if you can somehow continue to talk to them, even in secret... Then I don't want you to cut ties with them. That would be too cruel."
"B-Beel..." Levi began to tear up at the sudden show of support from his younger brother. Whenever life looked bleak in situations like these, Beel was usually the only one to offer words of encouragement, only if it meant a single member of his family could be a little bit happier as a result.
"But don't let Lucifer know I told you this." Beel smiled, before pulling his hand away to put it in his pocket. "He'd be even scarier if he heard about it. Well now, I have a Deluxe Demonia Pizza waiting for me in the oven... So I'll see you later, Levi."
As his brother disappeared into the kitchen with the goal of devouring the innocent pizza he was preparing before Lucifer called everyone to the common room, Levi sniffed, and wiped his eyes with his sleeve. Even if only a single one of his brothers encouraged him to pursue whatever gaming friendship he had started with a human... even if he was at the risk of being strung from the ceiling for a thousand years for breaking Lucifer's rules... he could never do something as cruel as ignoring his new Player 2! That would only be the biggest and most horrible treachery in the history of gaming duos! Never!
For the sake of the continuation of Maleficient Heroes 4... And the promise he had made to that human to help them finish all of their co-op games together... Lucifer's rules would have to be broken.
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Later on the same day, as a lone human sat in front of their TV... a portal suddenly opened in the middle of the room. Its blinding light flashed for only a moment, and a second later, appeared from within it a squealing Leviathan who did not have the time to land properly before his body fell loudly on the floor.
"Uuugh, what did I tell you?!" Levi groaned in pain, rubbing his head as he glared at the human in front of him. "I told you you'd have to summon me at a precise time, which was 10 minutes ago! I was even sitting comfortably and ready to land on my feet this time around, but no, you had to be late and have me move around my room when the portal opened!"
"Hey, it's not my fault your spell is so hard to pronounce!" The human shook their phone in front of him, the summoning spell still written in their notes. "I had to try at least 50 times before I got it right... You demonic language is so weird."
"Hmhm... whatever." Levi huffed before crawling closer to the TV. The human put down their phone to offer him a controller, before grabbing one for themself as both of them sat in comfortable positions in front of the screen.
"I chose the Haunted Forest, since we didn't have the time to play it yesterday." They grinned, before poking him with their elbow. "And because I remember you saying how scared you were of the ghost easter egg at the far end of the map. How about we check that one out tonight?"
"N-No, that's not the purpose of the map!" He blushed upon sensing their elbow touching his arm, before frowning. "Besides, I told you I'd help you unlock everything... and that's what we'll do! You want to enjoy the game, right?"
The human nodded, the controller firmly gripped in their hands as they tapped on the "Start" button. "Yep. And I'm going to be honest, it's much better when you have someone to play it with."
Being caught off guard by their words, Levi blanked out, his eyes staring at the screen but his mind being elsewhere.
Much better with someone else... Yes. They were right. Gaming alone was one thing, but having someone else to enjoy a game with... it was something else completely. He knew that, with how much he liked playing with his brothers back home. But this felt different. How different, exactly, he couldn't really pinpoint the reason. All Leviathan knew was that, it was a good enough reason to defy his older brother's orders. It was good enough to allow that human to summon him, even if he'd have to lie about his unusual nightly silence the next day, and then the next, and the next one after that.
Maleficient Heroes 4 was a really good game... But that human beside him, and the way they would listen to his every word about all he knew about it... felt way more addicting than anything he had experienced about this unreleased video game yet.
"Alright." He swallowed, his hands starting to push on buttons as he straightened in his seat. "Pay close attention, MC! Because this is how true maleficient heroes win!!"
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Taglist: @amistytown, @the-wilted-amaryllis, @xoxovictoriaa, @obey-me-tho (ask to be added!)
Summary: Lucifer entrusts you to bring Levi's forgotten lunch to the Hell's Navy's headquarters.
Warnings: N/A
A/N: Yes, yes, I'm a big, BIG lover of anything related to Grand Admiral! Levi... To the surprise of no one, as a fellow Leviastan. Yet I figured that, while we headcanon him as the confident type whenever he wears his uniform... what if instead, his admiral facade suddenly crumbled at the sight of MC, when he least expects a visit from them?
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Despite how long you had started living in the Devildom, there was one thing you had yet to see from the third eldest of the brothers. Something he had so desperately hidden up until that point, that you were wondering how he had managed to slip away from the house anytime his "other self" (as you named it) was required somewhere, without letting you see him at least once. For some reason, you always missed his departures whenever he had to replace his usual long jacket and black sweatpants, for a dark blue, heavily decorated military uniform. Almost as if... he was meticulously making sure that you would never see this side of him, ever.
That side being... Leviathan, the official Grand Admiral of Hell's Navy.
Lucifer had come to your room early one morning, handing you a wrapped up box in a paper bag that contained different kinds of Devildom food. "You are planning on accompanying Beelzebub to his fangol practice later, correct? If you could pass by the Navy's Headquarters and deliver this to Levi on your way there...".
Such a simple request from the eldest that you had immediately accepted on the spot, not realizing right away that it would be your first time seeing Levi in a completely different environment, than the one his otaku lair.
His presence at the headquarters was relatively rare: about once or twice every month, since the naval army only had to deal with the usual sea pirates and raging monsters of the many Hell's seas. And with Levi being a master at turning invisible to anyone's eyes whenever he wanted, it was no surprise that you had missed every single time he'd stepped out of the house while wearing his uniform.
As you walked beside Beel in the Devildom streets, the paper bag swinging off your hand beside you, you asked the giant how come you had never seen the third born in his military attire in the past.
"Hmm, I guess it's because he's shy. Him being the Grand Admiral is something completely different from being a shut-in. Even if he is powerful enough to command tons of other demons and be recognized by them as a superior, I guess he's still scared of showing this side of him to you. For whatever reason."
Beel made sure to add that, despite your impromptu visit to him today, Levi would surely be glad to see you. 'Maybe he'll be surprised at first, but don't let that get to you', he smiled in a way to reassure you. After hearing those words, you were growing impatient and excited, your grasp on the paper bag tightening even more once the old fortress that served as the Navy's HQ finally came into view.
The demons guarding the entrance opposed no problem to letting you enter, having recognized Beel even before he had even opened his mouth. You quickly explained your reason for visiting their admiral, and after exchanging a look between each other, the demons nodded and opened the giant wooden doors to let you in. You were expecting Beel to follow behind you as you took the first steps inside, but he only shook his head with a smile. "You'll be fine, MC. Levi's soldiers know who you are, and what you mean to him. They won't do anything to you. And I'm sure Levi will prefer it if it's just you visiting him, so I'll wait for you here."
Although a bit reluctant to not have the reassuring presence of the demon beside you, you trusted him and his judgement. You let one of the soldiers accompany you within the fortress after waving a small goodbye to Beelzebub, keeping a slow pace behind him, and watching as he guided you through the different halls and up the many staircases leading to the Grand Admiral's office. It wasn't until you had climbed up several floors, that the soldier stopped rather abruptly next to a dark wooden door, attached to the cobblestone walls with golden hinges.
"We have arrived at the Grand Admiral's personal quarters, Mx. MC" The demon bowed his head to you as he stood beside the door, his back straight and the trident in his hand standing tall. "Shall I knock on your behalf?"
"N-No, that's alright." You shook a hand in front of you to decline his offer. "I'll, hm, do it myself. If that's okay with you...?"
You stood awkwardly in front of the demon, fingers wrapping around the lunch bag nervously. His eyes shifted between what you were holding and your face, almost as if he was judging you.
"Very well." He let out with a stern expression and a single arched eyebrow. "The Grand Admiral will let you know if you are allowed to enter. If you'll now excuse me."
On these words, the demon bowed once more in front of you, before marching past and walking back in the direction where you had come from. As his figure disappeared behind a corner, and now that you were alone in this silent corridor... you suddenly felt tense.
Turning around to face the Admiral's door, you grabbed the lunch bag between both of your hands, the paper slightly crinkling under your grasp. You were surprised by how loud you swallowed the saliva down your throat, and how shaky your whole body had become in the matter of just a couple seconds. Was the excitement finally getting to you? Was it even excitement you were feeling right now, with your feet firmly planted in front of the door and staring into nothing? Or was it apprehension about how different Levi could be in this environment? You couldn't stop wondering how he'd even react to seeing you at his workplace, and completely unannounced too.
With shy knocks, and a heart beating like a thousand hammers within your chest, you announced your presence behind the large wooden door. A ratherly loud voice came from the other side, commanding a single "come in", which you immediately recognized as Levi's, but with a much more commanding tone than you were used to hear coming from him. It instantly made you blink in surprise, as you'd expect any Grand Admiral to ask for the identity of anyone who'd ask to enter their quarters, but quickly brushed it off as you noticed your hand shaking as it hovered above the handle.
Why were you suddenly turning into a timid human, when the person behind the door was none other than Levi, a demon you had known for so long, and your best friend? There was no reason for you to feel apprehensive about him seeing you there, and yet, this stupid heart of yours wouldn't stop beating like crazy.
As you closed your eyes shut and deeply sighed in order to calm yourself down, you let a smile appear on your lips, and turned the handle of the door, before taking your first step inside the admiral's office.
You almost couldn't pay proper attention to the way the room was decorated, with so many props, paintings and banners attached to the stone walls around you. Several rows of trophies adorned the shelves of a glass display on your right side, while a library filled to the brim with old books, brown scrolls and parchments occupied your left. The room was big, almost as big as Lucifer's office back at home, with a round table in its center and two velvety chairs facing each other on each side of it. Probably used for the many meetings that Levi had to host with other admirals in the past.
And speaking of the demon... upon locking your eyes on the far back of the room, there he was. Seated behind a large wooden desk, clothed almost exactly how you had imagined his outfit to be: his jacket buttoned up to his throat, with several medals adorning the left side of his chest, and a military cap resting on top of his head, stuck between both his horns. Despite the distance from which you were standing, this outfit immediately left you awestruck.
Even with the presence of a large window behind him, where the usual light of the Devildom's moon was in full view, you were still able to properly see within the room thanks to the many candles attached to the walls around you.
"Is it about the lost crates again?" Levi's piercing orange eyes were slightly glowing under the darkness of his military cap, the oculars going from left to right as they followed the tip of his quill upon the paper he was filling.
With an annoyed sigh, he placed the feather back onto the table, and you swore you could have seen his canines show for a split second within his mouth. "I swear, if you tell me they lost even more ammunition, I'll-"
His eyes finally rose to stop on you. Almost instantly, a squeal, absolutely not befitting of a man of his current status, escaped the confines of his body upon seeing the identity of the person who had entered his quarters. You backed away with a startled expression, your eyes almost as wide as his and your heart suddenly going twice as fast as it was a few seconds ago.
"M-M-MC??!" Levi's body immediately shot out of his seat at the sight of you, his legs hitting his chair and nearly making him lose his balance in the process. He grabbed the edge of his hardwood desk in the nick of time before falling on the ground, staring at you with the most flushed face you had seen yet. His wide open eyes and his agape mouth let you know that he TRULY didn't expect your presence there.
"W-What? What's going on?" You asked, a bit alerted at such a reaction from him, despite your best at trying to keep your composure. It was almost like he had seen a ghost!
"H-Huh?! Me?! You're asking ME what's going on!?" Levi asked, bewildered, his eyebrows raised up high on his forehead. "W-What are you doing here?!"
"I..." You tried to find your words, attempting to crack a smile despite him staring so intently at you. You raised your hand to show the paper bag you were holding. "You forgot your lunch...?"
If Levi's mouth was already open large enough for a fly to enter, now an entire bird could easily pass and he wouldn't even notice. He stayed there for a few seconds, silent and red in the face, before slumping back into his chair and bringing both his hands over his face as he curled up on himself. "Y-You aren't supposed to be here!! At least not without telling me in advance...!"
The sight could have made you laugh, if it weren't for the fact that... it was Levi, and seeing him flustered shouldn't be surprising. Yet, he was supposed to be a highly-decorated military expert, with what you can imagine many hundreds of victories. And here he was, desperately trying to hide his blush and contain his flustered whimpers from the human living at his house.
You had to stop standing there without doing anything, or you would surely end up laughing, and embarrass the poor demon even more.
"Sorry." You allowed yourself to step further into the room, making your way towards the desk. As you stopped in front of his huddled form on his chair, Levi let an eye poke from between his fingers. "I was going with Beel to his practice today, and Lucifer asked me to bring your lunch on the way. I thought not telling you would maybe surprise you. In a good way, that is."
"I-I mean..." He muttered against his palms, his eye suddenly avoiding your gaze. The red of his cheeks could still partially be seen despite his attempt to hide it. "I'm not m-mad, but..."
Levi straightened up in his chair and turned back towards his desk, placing his elbows on the hardwood and his hands back on his face. "I didn't think you'd actually show up like that..."
"... Surprise?" You chuckled, before placing the lunch bag next to him. Your eyes wandered around the room. "It's a really nice office you have. You must get a lot of work done here, huh?"
Too busy with looking at his decoration and furniture, you couldn't notice Levi partially opening his hand to glance at you. "Y-Yeah. I don't have any distraction here so it allows me to focus and... "
His renewed silence caused you to bring back your focus onto him, and his hand quickly closed back, causing you to miss him staring at you. For some reason, Levi really seemed more flustered by your presence than usual, and you weren't sure what was the cause.
"Hm, Levi... Am I unwanted here, while you're at work?" You decided to ask, rather bluntly, but as much as you feared the answer to be a positive one, you also didn't want to bother Levi in a place where his family probably didn't see him very often. Maybe he actually felt quite comfortable here on his own, and you were bringing him anxiety just by standing in his office?
Your worries were immediately erased upon seeing his hands go from hiding his face, to grabbing yours in a rush.
"W-What?! No, no!! You're not unwanted and never will!" You felt him squeeze your hands as his brow began to lower, as if he suddenly felt ashamed to have caused you to imagine such a thing. "I-I, I just... Sorry, I didn't mean to react like that. I'm happy you're here, MC, really... I'm always happy to see you, anywhere. You know it."
As his cheeks burned with a deep crimson, you slid a hand out of his grasp to rest it on his arm, your palm gently brushing it over the sleeve of his jacket. "But there's a reason why you don't want me to see you as "Grand Admiral Leviathan", right?"
Levi opens his mouth to say something, yet no words come out of it. He looks at you with a defeated expression, which lets you know you've hit the nail on the head.
"I'm not mad, Levi. If there's a reason why you've been avoiding me seeing you like this, then I'm sorry I didn't warn you of my visit beforehand." His half-lidded eyes fall upon your hand resting on his arm, as you continue. "But I guess there's a part of me that would like to know, why I've never had the chance to see you off anytime you had to leave to take care of your admiral duties."
Levi's mouth turns into a straight line, eyebrows pinching hard against each other on his forehead. You can easily see he's debating whether or not to tell you the reason he's kept for himself for so long now, even more so when he grabs the hand that's holding him and begins twiddling with your own fingers. You notice a pout birthing upon his lips.
"It's gonna sound dumb..."
"I'm sure it won't." You reply, your tone as soft and understanding as you can.
"But it really is dumb." He moves your fingers around gently, without any real purpose. "You've always been used to see me as the shut-in that I really am, always locked up in his room and babbling about anime and games and this kind of stuff. But when I have to wear my uniform, I have to set all that aside and be extremely serious about my duties. That's not the "me" you're used to see everyday. So I thought that..."
He stops moving your fingers, instead settling it in the warmth of his palm as his head lowers even more, in the hopes you wouldn't be able to see his face anymore thanks to the visor of his cap. "If you were to see that I can be something else than just a typical otaku... That I can actually shut up and be responsible for once, and that I can act as a "real" demon... Maybe you'd prefer Leviathan, the official Grand Admiral of Hell's Navy, rather than Levi, the official recluse of the House of Lamentation."
You watch as his fingers hesitantly close upon the back of your hand, his head now so low it'd look like he was bowing to you in his seat. The silence grew within the room, making the already tense atmosphere you had felt upon entering turn heavier by the second.
"Levi." Your voice in his ears, combined with the feeling of his cap being pulled off his head, made the demon blink. Just as he looks up to meet your eyes, he barely has time to see yours close, your body leaning in to place a kiss onto his indigo hair.
"Never in a million years would I expect you to stop being you." You place the hand that's not holding his cap on his shoulder, as you lean back to look at him. "You are both the Grand Admiral, and my favorite otaku. And no matter what clothes you wear, or whether you act like yourself or like a leader, I'll always regard you as only one person. Because you can be both an otaku, and an admiral at the same time. That's what makes you you, Leviathan."
You offer a small smile to the demon, before gently placing back his cap between his horns. "They're both the real you. Why would I want to choose one or the other, when I'm sure they're both as great and awesome to have around?"
"MC..." Levi says weakly, his lips trembling as he desperately tries to fight back tears.
Before you can react, the demon shakes his head, as well as his emotions away, before slightly opening his arms in an invitation to receive a hug from you. You happily oblige, stepping closer to him, and as your arms close around his shoulders, and his around your waist, a sigh escapes him.
"I'm sorry for doubting you. I didn't mean to." You feel him bury his face further against your collarbone.
"No harm done, Levi. Your worries were understandable." Your hand goes to rub circles on his back. "But you know I'll never prefer one side of you over the other. Never did, and never will. I'll always be proud of you regardless."
"T-Thank you, MC. I'm... r-really happy to hear that." After making sure that no tears had been accidently shed, Levi squeezes you in his arms one more time, before eventually pulling away. "Sorry, guess I kinda screwed up your first visit here, huh?"
"Oh, not at all. It's quite the exclusive sight you gave me, getting to see the Grand Admiral blush so hard because his human came without notice." You say with a delighted smile, before passing your thumb under his eye despite the absence of any tears. "You know, it almost looks like I'm a spouse bringing their husband lunch."
"S-Stop!!" The deep red from earlier reappears all over his face in a flash, the color even reaching his ears this time. Levi shuts his eyes close before hiding them under his hands again. "I-I- can't believe you'd just-- you can't say something like that out of nowhere!!"
You let out a chuckle, before gently pulling his hands out of the way so you can kiss his forehead. "Sorry, you're too easy to tease. Hey, I have to go now. Beel's still waiting for me. But I'll see you at home tonight, okay?"
Levi huffs, his eyes dropping to stare at his knees. "Y-Yeah. I'll call a guard to bring you back at the entrance. I'd accompany you myself, but, I'm already late on filling those papers..."
"Lots of work, hm? Try to take it easy for me, then." You push the lunch bag a bit more in front of him, before walking back to the front of the desk. Before you could take any more steps away from him, Levi calls for you, causing you to turn around and witness the shy little mess he had become.
"Y-You saw I have a lot of work to do, and I'll probably have to come back here tomorrow too, so... D-Do you think you could-- huh-" he twiddles with his fingers on top of the desk. "M-Maybe you could bring my lunch tomorrow, too... ?"
A feeling of satisfaction and content washes over you upon hearing his request. You beam at him in response. "I'd love to, Levi. Same time tomorrow, would that be good?"
"Y-Yes! Please, thank you!" The demon stutters, barely able to hide his own joy as he shows you a little smile. "Thank you for visiting today, MC. I-I'll see you at home!"
The nod you gave him was full of vigor, and it only made his smile grow even more. You eventually turned your back to him to walk towards the door, waving him a little goodbye which he returned with a wave of his own, and exited the room.
Before you knew it, a guard came to fetch you in the corridor, and promptly escorted you back to the entrance gates of the fortress. You greeted Beel upon returning to him, the giant thanking the soldiers to have brought back safely. You gave your thanks as well, before walking away beside the sixth-born to accompany him to his destination.
"So? Was Levi happy to see you?" His purple eyes scanned your face for any sign that your meeting with Levi had gone well. He instantly noticed you turning to him with a certain glow in your eyes.
"Yup! Actually, before I forget, maybe I could accompany you to your training tomorrow... "
From his window, located in the highest floors of the Hell's Navy's headquarters, Levi watches you depart alongside his little brother. He does not stop looking until the two of you are small dots on the horizon, and when you finally disappear from his view, his clutch on the cap resting on his knees tightens a little more.
"I shouldn't doubt them like that." He says to himself, before turning his chair back to face his desk. "They care for me. They do."
His eyes trail back to the paper bag sitting in front of him. He grabs it between his hands, and inspects the contents inside. It is indeed the lunch box he had made himself, and forgotten on the kitchen counter before leaving this morning. Although, as he inspected further, it seemed like... someone had dropped a small paper inside?
Upon pulling the lunch box out of the bag, the piece of paper fluttered around in the air, before gently landing onto the surface of the desk. As Levi picked it between his gloved fingers, he instantly felt his heart squeeze upon laying his eyes on it. It was a note in your handwriting, he recognized, wishing him a good lunch, along with a smiling doodle of yourself saying "Keep doing your best, super admiral Levi".
If the demon still felt remnants of his shyness linger deep within him, it was now even more powerful than before. Pressing the note against his chest, and internally thanking you again and again for being way too adorable, Levi was already visualizing how tomorrow's visit would go. Perhaps, with a little luck, he could actually ask you to prepare his lunch before bringing it to him, too...
Yes, MC. For you, I'll always do my best. I promise.
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Taglist: @the-wilted-amaryllis, @amistytown (ask to be added!)
Summary: You surprise Mammon with a special and personal gift on a very special day.
Warnings: N/A
A/N: Writing angst for Mammon is nice... but fluff and love is definitely better. I wanted to write something cute for our first man's important day, because he deserves it. Happy birthday, Mammon!
Five minutes left til the clock struck midnight. At this hour, all of the occupants of the House of Lamentation were expected to be in their rooms for the night- such were the rules which had been implemented by Lucifer for all who lived under these roofs, no matter whether they were demons, or human.
But tonight, you had decided to break that rule. After sneakily escaping the confines of your bedroom, you had managed to make your way upstairs, unbeknownst to the first-born, or any of the other demon brothers for that matter. How you hadn't encountered Beel on his usual night crusades to the kitchen, or walked on Levi taking advantage of the night to leave his room, was beyond you. But you couldn't be more thankful for it. Everything was going according to plan, and you weren't about to let anything or anyone ruin it.
You had arrived at your destination a couple minutes earlier, bouncing with impatience on your feet the more you kept looking at the minutes changing on the screen of your phone. The excitement overtaking you began to brighten your face with a smile, your eyes switching from the light under Mammon's door in front of you, to the darkness of the hallway you were standing in. With only a couple of minutes left to wait, the last thing you wanted was to be interrupted!
But just as a faint light appeared to grow closer and closer towards you from the shadows, your body instinctively tensed up. You kept your smile intact and your mouth shut, until the footsteps of Lucifer, holding a candle in his hand, came to a complete stop upon noticing your presence in the hallway. Just as he was about to reprimand you from breaking curfew, you immediately placed a finger upon your lips, a request the demon seemingly took note of as he simply arched an eyebrow at you. With a grin, you proudly showed him the small, gift-wrapped item in your hand. The wrapping, gold and sparkly, was kept into place by a thin ribbon of the same color
Lucifer's expression changed into one of content as his features relaxed. He nodded understandingly, before starting to walk again, exchanging hushed words of "Do not be loud. I'll let this one slide exceptionally." as he passed by you, before disappearing within the dark of the hallway once again.
Internally, you were grateful. Externally, you sighed out of relief.
Pressing the gift against your chest, you checked your phone once again. 10 seconds left. Your heart suddenly started beating like a hammer within you, and your thoughts were going at a hundred miles per hour. Nothing could ruin your plan now. Mammon was in his room, awake- you were in front of his door, with your gift, and you could only grow more and more excited for him to see it.
Downstairs, the clock echoed loudly. That was it. You advanced your hand towards the handle, stars practically shining in your eyes. Nobody could stop you now-
"IT'S MY--" The door opened without warning, revealing a grinning demon who, with his eyes closed in happiness, hadn't noticed you yet in front of him. Your body moved on instinct.
"Mammon!" You exclaimed, a smile wide on your face as you threw yourself towards him, your arms quickly locking themselves around his neck. Surprised to hear your voice, and even more to feel your body against him without warning, Mammon almost stumbled backwards, pulling you inside alongside him.
"Wh-Whaaat!? Huh- MC?! W-What are you doing here?!" The demon's cheeks burned red upon opening his eyes. "You can't just barge in my face like that! Seriously, you almost gave me a heart attack!"
Chuckling at his reaction, you reached for the door behind you to close it with your foot. Somewhere within the House of Lamentation, Lucifer groaned.
"I wanted to surprise you! Seems like it worked like a charm." Your teasing voice only increased the color of his cheeks even more, as a pout began to form upon his lips.
"S-Seriously, you can't just do that out of nowhere! At least learn to knock, will ya?" His unwavering gaze on you betrayed his frustrated tone. "Whatcha doin' here anyway? Aren't'cha supposed to be asleep?"
"And miss being the first to celebrate the special day of my favorite demon? No way."
Just as you let go of him, his expression softened at the reason of your presence in his room. "O-Oh... is that why you're here?"
You nodded, before taking his hand to guide him towards his couch. "I really wanted for the both of us to spend the entire day together, starting from the very first minute. Is that okay with you?" Despite your question, you knew Mammon enough to easily guess his answer.
"The- the entire day?" His eyes opened wider as he let you pull him at the center of the room, the words failing him. "Like- you mean- as in 24 hours together? J-Just you and me? You're serious?"
"Well, as far as I recall, there are still 24 hours within a day, right?" You teased before sitting on the couch and patting the seat next to you. "Only if you want to, though."
"Wh- really, I mean..." Mammon sat himself onto the couch slowly, his eyes drifting away from you. "If-If you really want it that much, I guess we could... spend the day together..."
You smiled at his reaction. So predictable. So adorable.
"Huh," he turned his face back towards you, or more precisely, towards the object you had placed in your lap, "What's that thing here? Is that...?"
You hummed, scooting closer to him so that your arms would touch. "Your gift for this year. I don't know if it's going to be enough, but I really wanted to give you something personal this time..."
You placed the wrapped-up gift in his hands. "I still hope you'll like it."
Mammon brought the gift closer to him as if to inspect it, the gold of the wrapping reflecting in his eyes. His thumb traced the rectangle shape of the item hidden within it, a cheap attempt at guessing what the gift was before even opening it. Sensing you intently staring at him though, the demon decided to properly discover his present by tearing the paper in half. He continued to rip pieces of it away, until the item was entirely uncovered in his hand.
"It's..." Mammon's mouth hung open, his eyes fixated on the framed picture he was holding. You placed your cheek against his shoulder.
"It's the first picture we took together. Well, more like the first one where our smiles were genuine." You wrapped your arm around his. "We weren't really comfortable around one another when we first met, huh? I mean, with me suddenly being pulled into a place I didn't even know existed, and you having to babysit me without even being able to say a word against it... It would be hard on anyone's nerves."
Mammon slid his arm behind your back as you continued. "Then one day, not long after we made our pact, we made a detour by the city and grabbed ice creams on our way home. I remember you wanted to brag about having finished classes early to the others, so you asked me to take a picture of us to post it on Devilgram later. So we raised our treats, smiled all teeth out, and it was done. Except that, in the end..."
"We forgot about posting it." Mammon said, his brow furrowing on his forehead. "I-I didn't know you had kept it, though."
"Well, there was something about it that made me just... want to keep it. I only thought about it later on during the day, but I realized there was something special about that picture." You tilted your head to look at him. "Want to know what it is?"
Wordless, or probably just too overwhelmed by the memories resurfacing in his mind, Mammon nodded. You put your finger next to his smiling face in the picture.
"Even after we took the picture, you kept on smiling." Your cheeks turned pink at the thought. "You kept on talking to me, and never once you stopped grinning. It was kind of contagious, I'm pretty sure I couldn't stop smiling too because of you. But it was nice. That was the first time where I thought that... maybe living with you guys might not be so bad."
Mammon examined the expressions on your framed past-selves. The picture looked like any other you two would take nowadays; smiling, enjoying the moment and the presence of one another. Except that, at the time, he was still denying his feelings, through and through. And yet in this picture, you had barely known each other for a couple of days, and you were smiling with the same intensity as you do to this day.
I really fell for you pretty quickly, huh...
"I feel kind of bad for forgetting about this." He admits, blushing. "But... I really like it. Thanks, MC. I'll treasure it forever."
Here were the words you were waiting for.
You opened your arms to invite him for a hug, a request which Mammon accepted on the spot as he leaned forward to embrace you, the framed picture still in his hand behind your back.
"So, I really got ya all to myself today?" He grinned. "Damn, it hasn't even been 20 minutes and this already feels like the best day ever."
You leaned yourself away before cupping his cheeks in your hands, your lips pressing against his in a way that only made him want even more. As Mammon placed down the picture on the glass table, and pulled you onto his lap, your thumb caressed his cheek affectionately.
"Happy birthday, my first man. Both in pact, and in smiles."
Slipping your arms under Mammon's jacket to hug him as close as possible to you, feeling him slightly tremble from the proximity you've added between the two of you.
Silently intertwining your fingers with his as you stand beside each other while in public at RAD, not sharing a word, only to feel him tightening his grip on your hand a tiny bit.
Him wrapping his arms around your shoulders from behind before planting his face in the crook of your neck, groaning after a tiring day of dealing with classes and the usual reprimand from his older brother.
The usual habit of his to lean his head against your hand anytime your fingers brush his hair like a puppy, his own little way of asking for you to keep going.
The days where you'll find a new gift on your bed, in your uniform's pocket, in your bag next to your wallet, always placed where he's sure you'll be able to find them.
The classes where he'll always sit beside you, offering you his folded jacket to rest your head upon, keeping watch so the teacher won't disturb the much needed extra hours of sleep you take during such a boring history lesson.
The way his eyes sparkle after you compliment the taste of a recipe the two of you prepared for dinner, feeling both proud and over the moon when he sees you stealing another spoonful from the pot, asking him not to tell on you with a wink.
The extreme praising of you and your achievements to others, claiming his human did this and that, ultimately making you feel embarrassed from over the top every single one of his claims sounds like.
The late-night messages asking you to join him in bed, the joy overtaking him as you enter the room and slip under the covers, before he gets to embrace you in his arms and drifting off to sleep while feeling your warmth and breaths against him.
The way it takes just a second for him to stop talking to someone before his eyes fall upon you in the distance, just watching you speak, laugh, move, live.
Mammon needs you close. At all times. It's the only way for him to remember that you're real, that you're here with him. Otherwise, every day might just feel like a dream. Your touch is the only way to bring him back to reality, and for him to realize that the dream is very much real.
You're this addicting to him, and he'll simply never get enough of you as long as you keep accepting his presence in your life and heart.
So has anyone noticed how weird the timeline seems to be when taking the story scenario and the Devilgrams into account?
While we are absolutely in the past, and at a time where RAD hasn't been built yet, some of the Devilgram stories definitely have the school existing, either in the background or as part of the story. The brothers also have their casual clothes on in some of the stories, and in others, their RAD uniforms.
Yet despite it all, they still call us their attendant here and there in the Devilgrams. Levi only mentions Henry and not Henry 2.0. Satan acts so calm and composed, like our Satan would be acting. No trace or clue of the demons from our present time, else they surely wouldn't call us their attendant if we had been brought back, right?
And not only that, but it seems that the Wanderer's Whereabouts app is telling us that we might indeed go back to living in the House of Lamentation in the future!
Take these two pictures here: the first one is from the loading screen of the app, the other is the current layout of the House as we currently know it.
So this might just be that as the brothers' official attendant in Nightbringer (as of yet), they will allow us to live with them in the House of Lamentation at some point in the story. Or could it be just the screen we'll get once we get back in the future, and back at the House of Lamentation we know and love? We can't know for sure when that'll happen though.
Overall, I am a bit confused about the chronology of Nightbringer so far. 😮💨
My guess is that the brothers already had a group between themselves, but since we do not have the feature in Nightbringer to see group chats we aren't in, the (new) is mainly on the brothers' side. It's a new group chat for them, one they made specifically to add us in (since we're their attendant and we probably spend a good chunk of our days in their house), but they still have one between themselves on the side.
So has anyone noticed how weird the timeline seems to be when taking the story scenario and the Devilgrams into account?
While we are absolutely in the past, and at a time where RAD hasn't been built yet, some of the Devilgram stories definitely have the school existing, either in the background or as part of the story. The brothers also have their casual clothes on in some of the stories, and in others, their RAD uniforms.
Yet despite it all, they still call us their attendant here and there in the Devilgrams. Levi only mentions Henry and not Henry 2.0. Satan acts so calm and composed, like our Satan would be acting. No trace or clue of the demons from our present time, else they surely wouldn't call us their attendant if we had been brought back, right?
And not only that, but it seems that the Wanderer's Whereabouts app is telling us that we might indeed go back to living in the House of Lamentation in the future!
Take these two pictures here: the first one is from the loading screen of the app, the other is the current layout of the House as we currently know it.
So this might just be that as the brothers' official attendant in Nightbringer (as of yet), they will allow us to live with them in the House of Lamentation at some point in the story. Or could it be just the screen we'll get once we get back in the future, and back at the House of Lamentation we know and love? We can't know for sure when that'll happen though.
Overall, I am a bit confused about the chronology of Nightbringer so far. 😮💨
I remember you ♡ it's nice to see you back! I hope you're doing well!!
There wouldn't be enough words to express how disappointed I am in myself for having left the blog with NO WORDS like that but I'm glad at least one person remembers me :D
I'm doing good! Well, currently sick and I guess it played into me being stuck in bed and having nothing left to entertain myself than my phone and Obey Me still being on it. And the demons kinda brought me back?? I missed them and writing for them a lot lol.
