I hate long request sheets so Iâll try to keep this short.Â
Things I will Do:Â
Imagines, One Shots, Drabbles, Match Ups, Headcannons, Confessions, Reactions
Things I Wonât Do:Â
Currently not comfortable with NSFW or pregnancy or anything like that. I reserve the right to say that I am uncomfortable with something and not do itÂ
Iâm not super confident in writing the undateables but I can give it a shot.Â
Yeah thatâs pretty much it. Just be clear in what you want and enjoy your stay!Â
if you want, you can sit on his lap and talk about what's going on, lucifer's there to listen to you
he makes sure you know it's okay to cry, it's not good to bottle your emotions up
lucifer is actually getting worried if you still don't cry, and will now try to help you do it by holding you and patting your back, hopefully you won't shove him away
Mammon
his human is sad? mammon pulls the clown costume out of his closet and hopes to make you laugh (he will deny this though)
but then he notices you're fighting tears back like your life depends on it
'yo, you know it's okay to cry, right? even the great mammon cries sometimes'
he's definitely asking you what made you this upset later, so he can deal with it accordingly
Leviathan
he hates how bad he is at comforting people, do you want to play a game or watch your favorite show?
levi notices you refuse to let the tears flow, usually he'd think it's because he's a gross otaku but you're still next to him so that can't be it
best he can do is shove all awkwardness aside and offer you cuddles
Satan
satan offers to read you books and sneaks cats you can play with into the house every time you're upset about something
this time, halfway though the reading part, he noticed you were fighting to keep tears away
he told you that if you feel like you need to cry, you could go ahead
it's just the two of you, plus a cat who can't judge you
Asmodeus
immediately, if you want it, draws you a bath with his fancy salts and pulls out his whole massage equipment, containing but not limited to oils in all kinds of different scents, fragrance candles and moisturizer
asmo makes sure you know it's healthy to cry, in fact you'll feel better after letting everything out
he'll tell you stories about his own bad days, in the hopes it will show you there's no shame in crying
Beelzebub
he's done this himself, he knows what it feels like
beel won't try to help you cry, he'll give you your comfort food and hugs until you seem to have calmed down
then he'll ask you what happened, and why you feel like you can't cry, plus he'll let you know he won't judge you for showing emotion at all
beel will check on you thoughout the day, to make sure you aren't sad again
Belphegor
when belphie is upset, he wants cuddles and sleep, so he offers the same things to you when you are distressed
he notices your eyes are wet and you keep rubbing them, that's when he knows you're trying to not cry
belphie says nothing in the moment, he'll just try to get you to sleep
after you wake up, he tells you to not mask your emotions, it's not healthy
A/N: I was supposed to post this two hours ago, but my PC broke :c Have fun with this one, Luci Lovers <3
Luciferâs forehead looked like a shiny egg. The glare on it shifted as he violently gestured with his hands. He was giving some sort of lecture, but you had tuned him out ten minutes ago. Now, all you could do was focus on his giant forehead that glistened like a freshly boiled egg.Â
âAre you listening?â
âEgg.â
âWhat?â
You blinked. âHuh? Oh. UhâŠyes?â
He crossed his arms, glaring down at you. âNo. Youâre not.â
âCan you blame me? Do I really need to be lectured for this long?â
âYou skipped school.â
âOne time, Lucifer.â
âAre you trying to become a dropout? It only takes one time!â
featuring. the dateables (diavolo, barbatos, simeon, solomon). (the brothers version)
summary. whilst staring at his face, you've come to the conclusion that he has a very cute faceâ and of course you have to let him know.
warning. gn! reader, these might be a little ooc but idk.
ê° âĄ ê± âââ DIAVOLO
Diavolo couldn't help but notice, a chuckle leaving his lips as he sets down his tea cup. He now matches your stare playfully, grinning when you bashfully look away. He laughs boisterously, "I win!" He declares, before settling down. "Now, would you like to tell me what's got you staring so hard?" He teases.
"You've got a cute face," You mumble out, and although he hears you, he can't help but tease you some more.
"What was that?" He cups his hand around his ear, making a show of leaning in to try and hear you better. You sigh, rolling your eyes. He's not sure what he's excepting, but you leaning in close to his ear, and whispering your answer to him was not it.
"I said, you've got a cute face." Your hot breath against his skin sends a shiver down his spine. He lets out a breathy chuckle, pulling away from you. He's surprised you made him blush so hardâ close, intimate proximity was something he was a stranger too, yet it came so easily to you.
Seeing him blush fuels your own confidence, and you smirk, leaning against your palm. "What, don't tell me you didn't know?"
"Well, I don't think people often use 'cute' with me..." He trails off, calming his racing heart and getting his bearings back. "But I don't mind if its you." He finishes with a wink.
ê° âĄ ê± âââ BARBATOS
Barbatos is observant, he knows that you're staring at him, but he doesn't say a word as he continues to whip together the ingredients. Your lovesick gaze isn't something new, when you think he's not looking, you often gaze at him like such, still this is the first time you voiced your opinion.
"Barbatos, you have a very cute face."
Barbatos is thankful for being able to quickly recover from anything, because if you had noticed the way his stirring had paused, or the way his knee's nearly gave out, he's sure he'd be done for. He remains cool, despite the mess in his mind.
He gives you a sly smile. "Me?" When you nod, confirming your words, he chuckles. You really are most amusing. "Thank you." He sets down the bowl, turning his back to you to grab some other ingredients (and to get a moment of reprieve from your passionate gaze).
"Your welcome," You hum, and finally break away from his figure, sneaking a taste of the creamy mixture. "Hey, Barbatos... You know you already added the egg, right?" You say, noticing him holding another egg from your peripherals.
"Ah, it seems you are right..." Whilst you chuckle at his little blunder unknowingly, he begins to grow concerned on just how much a flustered mess you could truly make him if you tried.
ê° âĄ ê± âââ SIMEON
You were having a movie night with Simeon, wanting to show him some of your favorite human realm movies, but it was hard to focus when he just looked so radiant. You didn't mean to stare, but his laughter and smiles at the movie was making your stomach do flips. It wasn't long until he glanced over at you, and noticed you were staring.
"Is everything alright?" Perhaps it's some sort of angelic power, but you feel to the need to confess the truth of your reason for staring.
"You know, Simeon, you have a very cute face." After the words left your mouth, only then do you realize what you said. You try to act unphased though whilst secretly hoping for the earth to swallow you up whole.
The movie continues on in the background as Simeon gazes at you lovingly, a sheepish smile on his lips as he speaks, "You think so? I find your face very cute too," Simeon turns back to the screen, a content smile settled on his lips. "Shall we continue watching the movie?"
"Y- Yeah, yes, let's do that." However it was very hard to focus when his hand found yours under the covers, intertwining your fingers together.
ê° âĄ ê± âââ SOLOMON
Solomon felt more like he was being threatened rather than admired, feeling your sharp gaze on the back of his head. He glanced around, trying to see which demon was trying to mark him as prey, when he found it was you that was staring at him. He raised a brow, before looking forward at the teacher. He pulled out his D.D.D. and sent you a text that read 'are you confused by the lesson?'
To which you reply, 'No.' and then shortly after, 'Your face is cute.'
You watch as Solomon checks your message before he has to stifle a laugh. He was the cute one? He glances back at you again, and you wave to him. He chuckles to himself, amused by you once again.
'It is, isn't it? Would you like to see it up close?' He sends yet another message, and when you check it, the bell rings. You don't reply, instead tucking your D.D.D. in your pocket. As you look up, however, there Solomon is, a smug smile on his lips.
"Well? Is it better up close?" He asks. You look over his face again, before frowning.
"Hmm... Maybe I was wrong?" Whilst anybody else would get huffy at your teasing jab, Solomon lets out another laugh, he always finds you so charming.
"You really don't hold back, do you?" You just hum, thinking that he really is cuter up close though.
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summary. you find it hard to sleep at night after a traumatic incident at RAD, you don't really want to be alone tonight, and quite frankly they don't want you to be either.
warning. gn! reader, sharing a bed/sleeping together (nonsexual), hurt/comfort, injury (mammons), using these prompts.
ê° âĄ ê± âââ LUCIFER
After nearly being eaten by a group of demons, you had trouble sleepingâ I mean, who wouldn't? If it hadn't been for Lucifer, you would currently be being digested in some demon's stomach! He thought you would be okay, but when he saw how exhaustion seemed to drip from your very being, he realized that your psyche may be a bit more fragile than a demons.
You were getting ready for bed, likely another night of staring at your ceiling to prevent nightmares from invading your sleep. Just as you're about to get under the covers, you hear a knock on your door.
Despite knowing it wasn't the demon that threatened you, your gut wrenched at the idea of him seeking you out. Hesitantly, you opened the door to see... Lucifer. You let out a shaky, relieved breath. "Hah, it's just you... Can I help you?"
Lucifer just stared down at you, his brows furrowed together, a frown residing on his face. He stayed silent for a few seconds, although it felt like several minutes before he finally spoke.
"You don't have to pretend to be fine, if you need me to stay I will."
Your eyes widened a fraction, a bit shocked to hear his words. You sheepishly glanced off to the side. "You don't need to do that-"
"But I will." He was quick to cut off any thoughts of rejecting his offer. "I will, if it's you, I don't mind in the slightest." It was hard for your heart not to skip a beat or two at his genuine and kind words. Inhaling slowly, thinking it over, you open the door for him.
"Well... If its you," You steal his line, and he chuckles, "I suppose I can't refuse." With that, he enters your room, and you had the best sleep you had in quite a while.
ê° âĄ ê± âââ MAMMON
Mammon tsked as he finally finished bandaging up your wounds. Today in one of your shared classes, the professor brought in a dangerous Devildom creature and accidentally lost control of it, which lead to it attacking you.
"Ya should've dodged it." He grumbled, shaking his head. "Havin' me bandaging ya up- I'm The Great Mammon, y'know? I don't got time for this stuff..." Despite his harsh words, you knew he was just concerned for your safety. His hands were shaking the entire time he was bandaging up the claw marks on your arm.
Standing up from his kneeled position, Mammon dusted himself off. "There, all done. I'll be goin' now, see ya tomorrow, human-" However, you caught the sleeve of his jacket and looked up at him with pleading eyes. "W- What are ya doin'?"
"Could you, well..." You felt a little embarrassed to ask, especially since you were usually kicking him out of your room, but you just knew you'd have a hard time sleeping so... "Could you stay? I'm still a little shaken from earlier so-"
He's already slipping off his jacket, throwing it over to where his shoes were kicked off earlier. He shooed you over to the other side of the bed as he got himself under the covers. He was thankful for the darkness of your room, as it hid the blush that was burning his skin.
"I'll be here the whole night, 'kay? Nothin'll get ya while 'm here." You smile softly at himâ that smile that never fails to fill his stomach with butterflies. He just rolls his eyes. "I just don't want ya to be complainin' tomorrow about how tired you are, s-so don't get the wrong idea."
"Thank you, Mammon." You press a soft kiss to his cheek, before scooting away to give him more room.
It's safe to say that Mammon was the one who didn't get any sleep that night, not with the way your sleepy voice and that gentle kiss invaded all his thoughts.
ê° âĄ ê± âââ LEVIATHAN
Leviathan only knew one full-proof way to get something bad off your mind; playing videogames! So of course, after you went through something so traumatic at RAD, he invited you over to play a bunch of videogames. It would at least take your mind off of it for a little while. He frowned when you yawned, preparing for you to leave him like you did every night.
Except this time, you don't move from your spot. You can feel his stare, he's basically burning holes into the side of your face. You glance over at him and he quickly looks away, his ears turning red. "Uh, i- if you want to go, you can, don't worry, I know it's not c-cause you hate me or anything. You're tired, right?"
You chuckle weakly, almost in a defeated manner. "Well, actually..." You trail off, eyes trained on the controlled in your hand. His stomach churned at your pause, were you going to say it was because you hated him? that you actually did find him a yucky otaku creep? He shouldn't have assumed just because you claimed you liked him in the past! He flinched as you spoke again, "Can I stay with you tonight? I don't wanna be alone right now."
Levi's breath hitchedâ this was like something out of a dating sim! If only he knew the right option; well, he'd certainly choose something along the lines of...
"Y- Yeah! Sure, I don't mind." The way your shoulders relax, and relief washes over you, fills him with a small sense of pride. Did he make you feel safe? His heart was racing! His palms were almost so sweaty he dropped the controller, but he managed to hold on. "Uhm, you can take the bed, i- if you want? I can sleep here, or on the ground, or-"
"Or, you could maybe lay with me?" It was comical, the way his face ignited in a bright red blush.
"Ah, yeah! O- Or I could do that!" Please have mercy on his soul.
ê° âĄ ê± âââ SATAN
After what you went through, Satan couldn't fathom the stress and anxiety you felt, so he thought he'd do something nice for you! Perhaps to make you feel more comfortable, take your mind off things, remind you that not all demons are the same.
Classical music hummed softly throughout his room, he reserved his favorite chair just for you, prepared with hot chocolate and a warm blanket, along with several books he knew you'd enjoy.
And that's how you spent your day, reading with Satan, occasionally talking about the novel that you were reading, enjoying the never-ending hot chocolate (he cast a spell so that it'd refill continuously).
It wasn't until it reached late into the night, knowing you should try to go to your room and sleep, that Satan could see how restless you were. He quietly watched as you hesitated on movingâ if you asked to stay with him, would he let you?
Satan decided to calm your nerves by asking first, "Do you wanna stay with me tonight?"
You whipped your head over to look at him, shocked that he could read your thoughtsâ although, after a second, you weren't too surprised. Satan always seemed to know exactly what you were thinking and what you needed. "How do you always know?" He chuckles, scooting over in his bed to allow you some room.
Getting comfortable, you're curled up into his side, and he wants to tease you for being like a cat, but decides against it. "Y/n, please know that you're always allowed to stay here, with me, whatever the reason may be."
He waited until you were fast asleep before closing his eyes himself, a gentle smile on his lips.
ê° âĄ ê± âââ ASMODEUS
Asmodeus was humming a tune to a new song he was obsessed with, doing the finishing touches to his skincare routine, when he heard a knock on his door. He knew instantly that the only one who could possibly be knocking at his door was you.
Throwing it open, he smiled brightly. "Y/n! To what do I owe the pleasure?" He leaned against the doorframe, waiting patiently as you fiddled with your pajama shirt. He had a suspicion as to why you were here; after all, he knew just about everything that happened at RAD, and your little run in with a not-so-friendly creature was one of those things.
"Will you sleep with me?" Asmodeus' eyes light up at the double meaning, chuckling at your flustered face, "I- I know how that sounds, I just meanâ I feel safe when you're with me."
My, my, you sure know how to capture this demons heart. Asmo nearly swoons at your words; he makes you feel safe? him? he was certain anyone else would've chosen one of his brothers to keep them safe, but you choose him? You're truly just the best!
"Of course I'll sleep with you!" He winked, he couldn't help but tease you a little bit. Your flustered face was one of his favorite things, you know? When he can tell you've grown frustrated with him though, he puts his hands up defensively. "In a completely innocent, nonsexual way. Don't worry, darling, I know what you meant."
Asmodeus looks over his shoulder, before glancing down at you. "However, let's sleep in my room, my bed is much comfier." You couldn't disagree, his bed was practically a cloud. "Come on, lets get you a face mask before we lay down!"
He most definitely took pictures of you curled up in his arms, fast asleep. And whilst he'd usually post them on Devilgram, he added these to his private photos. Your adorable sleeping face, and the fact you felt most safe with him, were for him to see and know only.
ê° âĄ ê± âââ BEELZEBUB
Beelzebub was coming back to his room from getting his usual late night snack, when he stopped by your door. He thought, maybe if you were awake, you'd be hungry? He wouldn't mind giving you a little snack if you were. He knocked on the door gently, only for you to open the door with tears in your eyes.
"B- Beel?" You try your best to hold back your sobs, not wanting to make Beel worry about you, but it was too late. He pushed past you and entered your room. "Beel? What are you doin-"
He's upset with himself. He should've been with you that day, should've protected you from all those bullies. He looks at you, his heart clenching tightly in his chest. "Tell me what I can do to make it better?" He says solemnly, "I hate seeing you cry." You wipe at the tears, sniffling a bit.
"Can you just... stay here? A- And hold me?" Beel would hunt down every last bully and tear them limb-from-limb if you asked. He scarfed down the rest of his snacks (accidentally forgetting to offer you one) before climbing into your bed and holding his arms open for you.
"Come. You need to sleep." You nod, sniffling a little more, wiping away the stray tears. You got under the covers, and Beel pulled you tightly against his chest, his hold on you firm and comforting. What you thought would be another restless night thinking of the threats and the possibility of them following through on said threats slowly faded with your consciousness.
There truly was something about Beelzebub and his big, strong arms, his warm and loving aura, that made all worries slip away. You finally managed to fall asleep after a few sleepless night.
ê° âĄ ê± âââ BELPHEGOR
Trudging your way to the familiar area, you find Belphie asleep in a pile of blankets and pillows. Your feet had carried you there without you even realizing, only truly knowing when you nearly tripped over a stray pillow. You sigh, you suppose this made sense. Whenever you were having nightmares, you always somehow found your way to Belphegor.
"Mmm..." He stirred from his sleep, sensing your presences. "What do ya want?" He yawns, forcing himself to turn over so he's facing you properly. You sit down, playing with a blanket.
"Can I sleep with you tonight?" You ask, trying to appear nonchalant, but Belphie could tell something was off. If he recalls correctly, Beel said something earlier about an incident that happened yesterday at RAD. Well, if Belphie did remember, he didn't show any signs of it. He closed his eyes, and let out another yawn.
"Yeah, sure, don't care." With that, you maneuver your way under the many blankets, your body soon finding Belphie's and cuddling into him. As much as he wanted to get back to his peaceful slumber, worry was eating at his mind. He groaned, looking down at you. Damn you, making him care about you.
"Ugh... So... Like... Why?" You look up at him, raising a brow at his vague question. He rolled his eyes, "Why'd you like, come to me?" He hates that he can feel his face growing warm. Your own face was heating up, but he didn't notice.
"I don't have nightmares when you're here." Well that's probably because he chases away all your nightmares, but he'd rather die than tell you that. He nods, before going back to his usual lethargic self, lazily wrapping an arm around you and pulling you close.
"Hmm 'kay, well, go to sleep now. and don't even think of waking me up again, got it?" This time you nod. The two of you having an incredibly peaceful slumber.
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YANDERE!DIAVOLO, who watches you from afar as you interact with Lucifer and his brothers. He knows it's wrong of him to want to have you all to himself - and the words of Barbatos telling him that he's the Prince of Devildom, he's allowed to take whatever he wants isn't a good influence on him. And yet, Diavolo listens.
YANDERE!DIAVOLO, who isn't fond of sharing his cute little soft human with others, who keeps you all to himself locked away in his bedroom. Barbatos, who's only allowed minimal contact with you and leaves your washed laundry and trays of food outside of his door because you're simply just not allowed to leave without Diavolo.
YANDERE!DIAVOLO, who talks of spending eternity with you under satin sheets and shining stars, who doesn't ever want to not be by his side. He speaks of ruling Devildom together, tracing a hand up and down the exposed flesh of your soft leg, and promising you that he'll never let you go, no matter what. He treats it as an act of love - forever together - and is beautifully oblivious to the way your body shakes, and pulls you into his arms thinking you're cold.
hiyakasudere mc
a hiyakasudere is someone who likes to tease/flirt with the one they like!! also suggestive in beels >_^
i loved this idea sorry it took 4ever to write this req <3
LUCIFER has to admit - you're brave to tease, never mind flirt with a demon, him- of all demons. He can't lie, he does find it absolutely endearing when a pick up line falls from your mouth with ease in hopes of flustering him. It never works. He's always one step ahead of you.
"Why must you always get yourself into trouble? Just what am I meant to do with you?" Lucifer sighs, shaking his head. "Don't tell anyone else about this."
Lucifer, once again, managed to bail you out of your third detention that week. Meanwhile, poor Mammon gets to sit all alone with the rest of the delinquent demons for a few hours, all alone.
"Hmm?" He hears that teasing tone in your voice, and he can already predict that words that are going to tumble from your mouth. "Why? Afraid your brothers are gonna find out you're playing favourites? Oh, or maybe you're scared of them finding out how hopelessly in love with me you are?"
He wants to sigh, again. You're giving him more grey hairs than he expected. Lucifer wasn't even that old yet.
"Precisely," he taunts. He sneaks a glance from the corner of his eye to gauge your reaction, and lets out a chuckle. "Keep in mind, just because you're not getting trouble at RAD doesn't mean I'm letting you off the hook when we get home."
He doesn't wait around to see you get flustered.
You've become the bane of MAMMON's existence ever since you arrived at the Devildom. Yeah, he thrives when you shamelessly flirt with him in front of his brothers- he is your first man, after all. No, he doesn't like the way you ruthlessly tease him in front of them, too...
"The Great Mammon does not snore," he snaps, his cheeks ablaze.
"Oh, yes, you do," you chime, your voice getting higher with every syllable. "It was so cute. You were sleeping like a new born baby."
"S-Shut up." He feels his face flush with another wave of heat, butterflies swarming in his stomach. Cute. It rings through his head like a bell and he finds himself not caring about his previous embarrassment. "Ya think I'm c-cute?"
You groan and roll your eyes. "Duh, why else would I say it?" You take a pause, a smirk coiling onto your lips. "Only when you sleep though."
"You're evil," he curses. "Pure evil."
Mammon loves you, he does- but sometimes he could seriously strangle you.
LEVIATHAN has a faint heart. He finds himself blushing and gripping his blankets in a romantic moment in the anime he watches, heart racing and eyes wide and get embarrassed for the characters. He's soft, and for the life of him, cannot handle the words that come out of your mouth. He acts as if he's being bullied, honestly...
"I-I'm a man, y-y'know?" Excuses fall from his mouth, eyes screwed shut. "Y-You shouldn't say such things t-to a demon!"
"Oh?" He wants to to die when he hears that teasing tone. "Why not? I do mean what I say, you know?"
"Y-You're not funny!" he cries, a shameful blush coating his pale cheeks. "I-I don't know what you're trying to get out of this b-but it's not fair!"
"Leviathan-" He cringes at how serious you sound. His heart skips a beat. "I'm trying to get with you."
He uses his nose suddenly bleeding as an excuse to book it to the bathroom.
SATAN thinks it's down-right amusing at some of the stuff that falls from your mouth. He flirts back with you shamelessly, and encourages you to get wilder and dirtier at the things you say. Teasing you back at breakfast, lunch and dinner - just to get on Lucifer's nerves. He'll never admit it, but he also takes pride in the fact that he's the beholder of your affections, and not anyone else.
"Aren't you tired, Satan?" He thinks you're asking innocently, as you take a seat across from him and pick up your fork.
Satan smiles. It was another night of getting too carried away with a good book. "A little. It could be wor-"
"You were running through my mind all night- you must be exhausted!"
Satan thought it was so out of place and trash that he couldn't help the chuckle that passed through him. "That's funny," he replies. "I could say the same about you."
Lucifer sighs. Leviathan groans and takes his leave, and Asmodeus looks absolutely disgusted. His brothers looked so done and fed up already. Only morning, and he has so much more mischief planned.
He catches your eye and ignores the way his stomach flutters when you send him a wink.
ASMODEUS thrives over the attention you give him, turning your flirtation into how fast can he turn it around on you, and see you get flustered instead. He'll never admit to the game he plays, finding your red cheeks and shy eyes much more appealing.
"Are you wi-fi?" you ask. "Because I'm feeling a connection."
"Really?" he pouts. "Because Beel just ate the internet cable for the sixth time in two months..."
"Are you really going to put that in the way of our love?" You place a hand over your heart, facing offence.
Asmodeus feels that all familiar smile come onto his face. "Of course not!" He grasps your hand gently, pulling it away from your chest. "In fact, I know exactly how to prove how much I love you."
"And what's that?"
"It involves me, you and my bed! Although, if you're feeling a little frisky we could go without the bed." He throws in a cheeky wink at the end for emphasis.
He stifles a giggle when you falter slightly.
BEELZEBUB thinks it's pretty obvious he likes you when he responds to your teasing. He takes you very seriously, and gets grumpy when you make a flirtatious remark and get shy over it. Why say it if you didn't mean it? He likes you, he's pretty sure you like him- doesn't that mean you two are a couple...?
"You ate everything in the fridge again," you whine, closing the fridge door.
Beelzebub looks up from his chip bag, corners of his mouth and finger tips crummy. "'m sorry. Do you want some?"
"No, I wanted Belphie's yoghurt..." You sigh, a pout on your lips before a lightbulb all but lit over your head. "Why'd you eat the entire fridge when I've been here the whole time?"
He freezes, mid chew and stares at you like you had lost your mind. He put the packet of chips down, wiping his hands and finally spoke. "You shouldn't tease me. You know a demon can't resist temptation."
BELPHEGOR loves your teasing personality, but it's also one of the worst things he's experienced. He's the one who's meant to tease you- not get embarrassed when you turn around and flip it on him. And yet, he thrives for it and he loves the attention. If you even speak to one of his older brothers in a slightly too happy manner he's pouting.
"I'm leaving when you fall asleep," you remind, eyeing Belphie's peaceful expression. His eyes were gently closed, breathing out of his mouth and an arm wrapped around your stomach. If you hadn't known him for so long, you would've thought he was sleeping peacefully.
His eyebrow twitched. "Shut up," he murmurs. "Why do you have to go anyway? Just stay here and sleep with me."
"I told you- I have to help Lucifer with something."
"With what?" He's pouting. Being the youngest, he's so used to always getting spoiled and whatever he wants... You try to hide the laugh that bubbles up in your throat. He cracks an eye open, realises you're not exactly truthful and lets out a heavy breath. He turns over. "You're mean."
"And you're being a baby. Come on, roll back over."
He doesn't, but he doesn't object when you cuddle into his back, holding him close to your chest. You take a glance at his face, and hide a giggle in his shoulder when you see the tips of his ears and his cheeks dusted a light pink.
I'm having Obey me brain rotâą so here's a Mammon x Reader idea I had!
Mammon who's working a shift as an Uber (or whatever it's called in The Devildom)
And picks up y/n (he didn't know it was you he was picking up) and you tease him the whole ride home until he gets fed up and ends up fuking you in the backseat.
Later he gets a notification on his phone, it's your ride review.
"5 stars would definitely ride again~"
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You yawned and stretched as your eyes fluttered open, awakening to see the ceiling of Luciferâs bedroom. More often than not you found yourself waking up here, often leaving your own room vacant.Â
You turned overâor rather, tried to turn overâonly to be met with the sight of Lucifer mere inches from your face. His arms were wrapped tight around you, and he was still fast asleep.Â
This week had been abysmal. Youâd both been running around non stop from morning til night, just barely hitting deadlines and hardly seeing each other. When the week finally ended, though, you took the opportunity to curl up in bed with your lover, who was more than happy to accommodate you for as long as you wished to stay.Â
âLucifer?â You whispered. No response except for his slight shifting.
âLuci?â You called again, a bit louder. Nothing.Â
You sighed, beginning to push his arm off of you. This only resulted in his grip tightening even more. You glanced over to see if he was awake, but he appeared to still be fast asleep.Â
Once more you tried to push away from him, using a bit more force. This pulled a groan out of Lucifer, telling you that he may not be as fast asleep as you had thought.Â
âLuci, câmonâŠâ You muttered in a huff. He merely whined in reply, his hold on you not faltering.Â
âLucifer. We need to get up.â
âNo we donâtâŠâ He whispered. So he was awake.
âYes, we do.â
âWhyyyyyy?â Lucifer drawled, finally opening his eyes to look at you.
âBecause everyone will be wondering where we are.âÂ
âLet them wonder. StayâŠâÂ
You opened your mouth to protest, but paused. Why were you fighting him? Force of habit, most likely. Youâd gotten used to getting up early to make sure the other brothers didnât tear the house down. But if Lucifer wasnât worried, why should be?
âI just donât want the others getting into trouble.â You explained.
Lucifer yawned before pulling you in closer, talking into the crook of your neck.
âTheyâll be fineâŠI called Barbatos yesterday and asked him to take care of things today so we could sleep in. You deserve it.âÂ
âAww, Luci.â You cooed as you turned to plant a kiss on his head. Suddenly the idea  of staying in bed didnât seem so bad.Â
You gave in, settling down next to your lover once more and returning his hug.Â
âMmmâŠI wanna stay in bed with you foreverâŠâ Luciferâs voice trailed off, and it seemed that he had already fallen asleep once more. You were soon to follow, the warm embrace of your love lulling you into sleep.Â
Who do you think will get horny when seeing mc wake up wearing only his shirt with loose buttons revealing hickeys and bitemarks from last night?
BEEL !!!! words can't describe how perfect you look when you stir awake beside him, dressed in nothing but one of his large t-shirts that reach down to your knees. your neck and collarbones are littered with bruises he so carefully sucked into your skin the previous night, and it only makes him want to add more to the collection.
Just downloaded ObeyMe! again after being away for a few months and it feels like coming home. It feels like getting the biggest warmest hug from all of my favorite boys
âIs there anything youâre good for?â feel free to just go off on this one
Ok so it only took idk like forever for me to write this but enjoy! i'm so so so late im sorry hahah
Paring: Mammon x They/Them MC
Warning: Canon typical verbal harassment, angst
Word Count: 764
Lemme know what you think in the comments!! <3
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After centuries of abuse from his brothers, Mammon had gotten rather good at handling it. Or rather, hiding how damaging their words actually were. But sometimes it was too overwhelming, weathering the damage day after day. It was hard to act fine every single day, especially when there was a constant beratement of his character and his actions. Being called scum everytime he took a step made him question his motion. Being admonished for swiping things amplified his own guilt. If he could be better, he would, but what was it worth when his brothers would only find something else to admonish him for?
He gripped his pillow, replaying the scene in his head as he buried his face in the wet fabric.
âYou had one job! You just had to watch them. And you couldnât even do that! Is there anything youâre good for?â Lucifer was on his tirade again. âThey could have been seriously hurt. You are lucky that their life isnât weighing on your conscience. Not that you have a decent one to start with. I expected so much more from you, Mammon. I gave you this responsibility as the second oldest. I expected you to be more⊠well, responsible.â It went on and on, but all Mammon could think about was the pain in his wrists. Coarse rope bound them together, dangling him from the ceiling, preventing him from escaping. His wrists still ached. It was a punishment he was used to, but he wasnât sure if Lucifer understood how hard it was to hear him through the rush of blood in his ears when he was upside down for that long.
Tears rolled off his cheeks, almost immediately being soaked into the cotton of his pillowcase. He didnât want anyone to see him like this. The ache in his chest was caused by the people closest to him, leaving him with no one to turn to. He didnât deserve anyone to comfort him either way. He almost let MC die. It wasnât intentional but it still happened. And it was still his fault. He still was a waste of space. Here he was, just proving their point, laying in bed feeling sorry for himself. A small knock was at the door.
Mammon cleared his throat, âGo away! I donât wanna talk to nobody!â
A voice was barely heard from the other side of the door. âO-Oh, okay. I just wanted to check on you but⊠Iâll just go.â A dejected MC slumped, turning from the door.
In an instant, Mammon had a change of heart. The disappointment and drop in MCâs voice caused a pang in his heart that he couldnât ignore. MC had never said anything like his brothers. They always stood up for him in fact, telling his brothers to cut it out. They had come out of their way to check on him. They knew, somehow, that he was hurting. He cracked the door open and peeked out of it, making sure it was just MC and that no one else was lurking around. The last thing he wanted was for one of his stupid brothers to jump him in this vulnerable situation. He grabbed MCâs wrist and tugged them into his room.
MC let out a little yelp of surprise as they were wrenched into the dark, but familiar room. They were enveloped in the warm embrace of Mammonâs arms, their back pressed tightly against his chest. His face pressed against their shoulder and they could feel the wet tears soaking through their shirt. âI just⊠I wanted to thank you for being there when you were. I donât know what would have happened if you hadnât showed up.â They spoke softly, like they were treading on egg shells. Mammon was clearly very delicate in this situation and the last thing that MC wanted to do was make the situation worse.
âWhaddya mean? I almost⊠you almost died today.â Mammon croaked.
âI might be dead if you hadnât saved me. Youâre always there to save me.â MC tried to turn in Mammonâs grasp but he only held on tighter.
âThank you,â he said, his face digging into MCâs shoulder. âCan I stay here? Like this for a moment?â
âOf course.â
âYou donât think Iâm a pathetic scumbag?â
MC settling their hand over Mammonâs as it held them. âI would never. Donât believe a word your brothers say. Youâre a good man, Mammon. You are always doing the best you know how.â
Mammon went silent, only holding only MC as another tear rolled down his cheek.
