You’re not sure if you can ever forgive Belphagor, so why does everyone assume you already have?
Not you, Not me, Not them (title tentative)
Everyone knows the story of Lilith’s descendant, the famous human who has pacts with all of the seven lords of hell on top of being the wise Solomon’s apprentice.
But that’s not your story. You’re the one who came next. The human chosen in the second round. Even though the spotlight’s being shone on you, you wonder if you can ever escape the shadow of your predecessor.
Imagine that a major reason Barbatos prefers tea over coffee is because the most popular coffee in the Devildom is Hell Coffee.
You know… the one that increases in bitterness the fonder you are of someone.
Imagine you ask him for coffee instead of tea and now he’s having an internal crisis because he knows how bitter it’s going to turn out if he makes it for you…
Ok but imagine he DOES have the little D’s make it because he could never deny a request for you, but you could never find out his fondness about you
But you don’t KNOW the little D’s make the hellfire coffee and the first sip of sweet roasted liquid breaks your heart. Maybe you don’t frequent the castle as often and your passing conversations with Barbatos are always a little rushed and he can’t exactly figure out why
He can’t figure it out.. until one day he’s visiting the HOL to do an inspection and you’re all out of tea (which he insists he will remedy ASAP, of course) and the only thing you can make for him is Hell Coffee….
Barbatos makes a hasty retreat to the kitchen after he delivers the tray with coffee and breakfast to your door. He busies himself with baking something—anything—to take his mind off the the way his insides are knotting up.
It’s not long after when he looks up as the door swings open and Asmo steps inside. They simply stare at each other for a moment. Asmo’s eyes are far too knowing and it’s difficult not to squirm under his scrutiny.
“Hell Coffee?” Asmo asks, more serious than one might expect from the demon who’s always so involved in everyone else’s love lives.
When Barbatos says nothing, the other demon nods and turns to leave, hand resting on the door but he doesn’t push it open. He spares a final glance over his shoulder. “Do you want to know if they liked it?”
Barbatos knows what your usual tastes are. Perhaps different versions of you would shudder at the bitter taste while he watched, heart soaring at the revelation. In other timelines where you live in as a notorious sweet tooth, you compliment how wonderful the coffee is, the way he knows you like it, even as it tears his heart in two.
and i dont just mean mentally (although that is appreciated <33)
Mammon turns around to lovestare at you during class💕but his neck is at an extremely offputting angle and when you catch him staring he gets flustered and whips around away from you and you can swear you can hear bones snap
Asmo is braiding your hair and it's soft and gentle, you're almost falling asleep, so you barely register him murmuring about how beautiful you are, how stunning you look in red, how badly he'd like to paint you in it, how sure he is that your insides are as pretty as your outsides, how much he'd like to taste...
You're in the observatory with Belphie, talking in hushed giggles under the stars and the blood red moon. His hands are warm in yours and his eyes are kind, you trust him and want nothing more than to fall asleep here in a nest of pillows, but his shadow looks like its warning you to stay awake
You're venting to Satan, just something petty that your classmate did to spite you, but you're pacing around his room while he watches, and your pulse is racing and you're having to blink the red out of your eyes and you feel suddenly murderous, until you make eye contact with Satan and his eyes are glowing and you realize he's amplifying and feeding off your rage because old habits die hard
You look so good, Asmo thinks he could just eat you up. Or eat you out. Or fuck you so hard you're screaming his name.
The lace of the lingerie accentuates your beautiful curves perfectly, the lines tracing down your body in a sensual way without revealing everything. It makes him burn.
You don't know, though, do you? How he burns for you? That he'd give you everything, all of him, anything he could acquire within his means. It all belongs to you.
You own all of him. But telling you would give you too much power. He needs you to want him just as badly. So he says, "you look scrumptious darling! Come here and let me touch you."
The gleam in his sunset eyes belies his deeper, more carnal desires, as he levels you with a warm and inviting stare. Manicured nails trace down your body, slip into your panties to run through your wet pussy.
"Mmm so wet already, what from?" He asks, but the teasing lilt to his voice tells you that he knows exactly why.
"You," you whisper, widening your stance so he can dip two pretty fingers into your heat. "The look in your eyes."
He hums, licks his lips. Oh, if only he could taste you. He wouldn't stop until you belong to him. Until you would never -- could never -- think about another man. He curls his fingers, hits your sweetest spot, makes you moan for him.
He kisses your chest softly before sucking hard on the swell of your breast, the soft skin that bulges from the garment. You feel the graze of his teeth just as he strokes you just right, and you come undone. He always brings to your orgasm so fast, it blinds you with the ferocity of your release.
His eyes flicker up to yours, a trickle of blood streaming sown his chin as he pulls away.
"Oopsie," he giggles, licks his lips, "I'm not done with you yet~"
There’s a pinch in Lucifer’s brows that grows more and more familiar the longer you know him. Some haze, a clouded loss in his vision. You recognise the look all too well.
You’re especially familiar with it from this angle, head tilted slightly to look at him as you rest against his chest. The sun has long since set and yet the two of you resist sleep. You’re too tired to talk now, you’ve run out of things to say, but Lucifer rubs soothing patterns along one of your shoulders and holds the other tight around your waist and it’s enough. It’s enough.
He doesn’t want to leave. He doesn’t want to go back to the house, to being his brothers’ parental figure, to being Diavolo’s right hand man. It’s not the Avatar of Pride you’re with right now - it’s just Lucifer, trying to hide the silent plea in his eyes as he makes calculations in his head and wonders if you two could stay out for one more night - just one more night, please, because what harm could it do?
But you’d only had your phone on for a few moments earlier and you already know. You know by how much it buzzed, by the string of missed calls and ignored messages. Harm had likely already been done, and in the morning when you went home you’d both have to pick up the pieces together.
And so as always, Lucifer found it difficult to enjoy these nights. To allow for things to end. And you can read it on him, stitched into even inch of his being, nothing more than a fearful man in these sheets.
obey me au where mc is a single parent of luke and the boys are the hot, single dilfs in their area ...
lucifer is his teacher, luke is a little boisterous in class so he has a few extra parent-teacher conferences with you. you butt heads at first because he does seem a little strict w luke. luke accidentally calls him “dad” more than once, and he’s mortified.
mammon & beel teach the local youth soccer team. mammon falls for you almost instantly, trying his best to get in the good graces of luke so that you’ll be impressed with him. luke only brags about how cool coach beel is, much to mammon’s chagrin.
simeon is the cool “hip” children’s pastor at the nearby church who always asks you chaperone the trips with him ... oh no! wonder who you will have to share a tent with in the overnight camping trip 🤔
pediatrician barbatos ?! he seems a little intimidating at first but luke really warms up to him when he gives him extra cupcake stickers. he sticks one on your nose bc he thinks it’s cute. sings to him when he’s giving him shots so that he won’t be so scared.
diavolo is the principal of the school lucifer works at, he’s the coworker that’s always up, bright and happy at 7:00 am. becomes interested in you when lucifer mentions you more than once, and starts inviting you over for dinner (because he’s super lonely in his big ass house). he has millions of dollars, somehow. no one knows how.
(barbatos also works part time as the school nurse!)
levi works at the nearby arcade, he watches you and luke play dance, dance revolution! and cant get over how cute he finds it as you help reach the buttons luke’s legs cant reach. levi sneaks you a few extra game tokens every time you come in. when luke mentions that he’s into pokemon, he offers to give him some of his older cards that he doesn’t need. you, luke, & levi watch cutesy children’s anime together every other friday night.
solomon is a childhood friend, who recently moved in the apartment next to yours and wants to rekindle your old friendship! he brings little toys and candy over whenever he visits, and offers to cook dinner for you when he’s free. after the first time trying to eat solomon’s cooking, you never touch his cooking again. you, luke, & solomon cook dinners together often, though, you only letting solomon help with the prep. luke loves baking, and you hold him up so that he can reach the counter and mix ingredients together.
Ok I'm hoping this artwork will appease him, and his UR+ will come home to me because DAMNN (ノಠ益ಠ)ノ彡┻━┻ AND ALSO NONE OF THE SIDE CHARACTERS WANT TO COME HOME EITHERR. 50 PULLS IN SO FAR _(:3 」∠)_
Btw this is like a before and after of MV Lucifer drinking his wine/Demonus
This trend of cards that include Luke interacting with others being next to impossible to get breaks my heart! I wanna see his relationship with other characters! And I rarely see this stories posted too.
Hugs from Satan are impossibly warm. If you were to bring this up to him, he’d simply say that it’s because he’s the Avatar of Wrath, so of course he runs hot. But you know the truth.
It’s his love. It fuels him, staining his cheeks and making its home in his heart. He’s full of it, and you feel that now, as his arms wrap around you.
Satan’s presence is soothing, as he reads to you, softly whispering in your ear. Perhaps it’s only natural that you’d eventually fall asleep in his lap, and that he’d chuckle and kiss the top of your head in response. He says something else as well. Even though you can’t hear it, the warmth of his words linger in your dream.
“I love you.”
~ s8ncake
Okay, I’m really crying imagining this too... soft and loving Satan just tugs at my heartstrings 🥺
This is a gift. Thank you. I really need as much comfort as I can get right now. & you know exactly how to portray all those emotions 😭💙
okay okay hiiiiii its me overly affetionate anon!!! can i have the om boys with a m/c that likes baby talk to them??? like "who's the smartest handsomest bestest boy in the whole Devildom??? its you!!!"
Obey Me! HC: MC Baby-Talking the Brothers + Undateables
• Genre: Floof 💖 w/ vague mentions of spicy-ness
Lucifer
> "Hiii, Luci~ How's my hard, lil worker doing?"
> Lucifer's eyes immediately widen upon you barging into his study, speaking to him in your cute, high-pitched aegyo voice. What in the Devildom are you doing and why is he getting such an ego boost from it?
> While he'll act as if he doesn't like it, your shower of praise just adds to his pride. Still, the most you'll get out of him is a light, light blush.
> And, even then, Lucifer will still chastise you for being so distracting. If you do it in front of other people, he will flat-out ignore you.
> I dare you to try and pinch his cheeks.. his horns will come out and not from pleasure.
Mammon
> "Haiiii, Mammoney~ Who's the bestest boy in the Devildom? It's youuuuuu!"
> At first, Mammon tries to fight the sensation of butterflies in his stomach, attempting to appear unaffected by your barrage of compliments.
> But when you cup his cheeks and look up into his eyes with that innocent expression you know drives him insane... it’s over for him. He’s like puddy in your hands.
> He’ll get real into it, too. Sometimes it turns into a cuddle-fest, sometimes a fuck-fest. It really depends on what mood he’s in before you start.
> Mammon will lowkey get upset if he sees you talk like that to anybody else. His greed will definitely show.
Levi
> "Who's my most favorite demon in the whole, wide world? It's youuu, Levi-chan!"
> Constantly plagued with self-doubt and insecurities, hearing you say he's your favorite does things to his head. (both of them)
> Levi will melt into a puddle the moment he feels you pinching his cheeks. You won’t be able to understand anything he’s saying, his coherency flying out the door.
> If you don't let up eventually, he honestly might faint.
> And he'll highkey be devastated if he finds out you also do that to his brothers. Please don’t let him find out you do that to his brothers.
Satan
> “Who’s the smartest, most handsomest boy in the entire universe? It’s-”
> “Handsomest isn’t a word, MC.”
> No but seriously. Baby-talking the Avatar of Wrath can go one of two ways: either he has a sudden change of heart, or he gets royally pissed off from it.
> He knows you’re trying to be cute and do aegyo, but it just reminds him of his brothers teasing him while he grew up. Born from Lucifer after the fall, he’d had a tumultuous childhood with six older brothers.
> So, when you do work up the courage to walk up to him and pinch his cheeks, the swatting away of your hands is just instinct.
> However, what he will accept is head scritches. Only then can you manage to sneak in a couple of praises, looking down at his head in your lap.
Asmo
> “Asmo, my baby! My gorgeous, sweet baby! I love you with all of my heart~”
> Asmo is one of the only boys who will openly accept your praise. Not only does it boost his confidence, but your delivery is absolutely adorable.
> Be careful, though - he has a habit of turning the tables, flipping the aegyo back on you. Before you know it, you’re the one who’s a blushing, stuttering mess.
> In the event that you out-aegyo Asmo, he’s wrapped around your finger, hanging onto every word that leaves your mouth.
> He doesn’t care if you do it in front of others. He won’t act tsundere like Mammon does.
Beel
> “Haiiii, my lil Beelzebee! Who’s my lil cutie? I just wanna eat you up!”
> Oops, now his cheeks match his hair. The fact that you’re way shorter than him and still calling him little just emphasizes how tiny you are.
> He usually scoops you up and hugs you tightly, nuzzling into the nape of your neck contently.
> Good luck getting down. Beel will want to carry you around for the entire day.
> It wouldn’t bother him if you also did it to Belphie. But that’s the only exception.
Belphie
> It may not bother Beel when you baby-talk Belphie, but it sure as hell bothers Belphie.
> “Oh my goshhh~ Look at you! You’re udderly adora-”
> You never did get to finish, Belphie taking the liberty of launching a pillow at your face. Maybe the cow reference was a bit much.
> Being the second youngest, Belphie also got a fair share of taunting from the older brothers. And, like Satan, his response to baby-talking is also negative.
> But, that doesn’t mean you’re allowed to do that to anybody else. Just because he hates it doesn’t mean he wants to see you do that to somebody else.
Diavolo
> “Who’s the most powerful demon in the Devildom? It’s youuuu, Dia, darling~”
> As the son the the Demon King, Diavolo didn’t receive a lot of praise growing up. Or any positive reinforcement, for that matter.
> So, when you pitch your voice up high and climb onto his lap, peppering his face with kisses in between your words, he falls head over fucking heels for you.
> While he’d never let you do it in front of others, it wasn’t because he was embarrassed about you. It was because the Demon Prince couldn’t show vulnerability.
> Please convince him to do aegyo to Lucifer.
Simeon
> “Simeon! I missed you so sooo much, my precious, precious angel~”
> Paired with your hands forming a heart, your efforts were enough to steal away Simeone’s calm composure. He has no idea why your voice sounds like that, but he’s definitely enamored.
> He’s not used to this kind of praise - a more personal and invasive kind of praise that echoes in your mind long after it’s been given.
> In turn, he’ll shower you in compliments. But, unlike Asmo, he doesn’t do it in aegyo.
> After you two are done, Simeon totally googles aegyo.
Solomon
> “How’s my favorite shady, lil sorcerer? You’re my sweet sunshine, Sol~”
> As the only other human in the Devildom, Solomon knows exactly what you’re doing and he doesn’t like it.
> “Stop that before I curse you, MC.”
> “But you’re my sneaky, sneaky sugarplum! My schemin-”
> He did warn you he’d curse you. You’ll get your voice back tomorrow.
Barbatos
> “Haiiii, my teeny tiny little teacup! Words can’t describe my love for you~”
> Barbatos stops in his tracks and gives you a once over. He’s both confused and curious as to why you’re being so affectionate toward him.
> He inconspicuously looks you over to make sure you’re sober and haven’t hit your head.
