WHAT YOUR FAV OBEY ME BROTHER SAYS ABOUT YOU BUT THIS TIME ILL EXPOSE YOU
disclaimer: all of you are hot
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LUCIFER you can't express your emotions/feelings properly or you're way too talkative and very fucking hot, mom friend, always worried about the rest.
MAMMON you need to be loved and give love, insecure? Maybe, hot? Definitely, you live for soft hair/back touches and praises even if you get embarrassed.
LEVI you're a softie, listen if you like Levi you're either an introvert or an extrovert who likes to stay inside and like they say, opposite poles attract each other, also low-key insecure, you have a few friends you could trust all your secrets.
SATAN you're so artsy and cultured, you like quiet places too. Even if you don't show it, you would do anything for those you love, you help everyone you can.
ASMO another softie who wants to love and give love, you love praises but get embarrassed while getting a compliment, you also love to get pampered.
BEEL you like softies who would kill for you in the blink of an eye and staying out of trouble. YOU DO MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS.
BELPHIE maybe an introvert, your love language is holding pinkies and sharing playlists, and cuddles, annoyed with everyone but the ones you love.
Hi, if you don't mind answering... how do you think Satan would react to mc giving him this plushie??
decided to make this into a little drabble. or maybe itās a ficlet? not sure, but hope thatās alright!
satan stares at the plushie in his hands, you standing beside him and failing to stave off a grin.
āwell?ā you ask, all but bouncing on the balls of your feet. āwhat do you think?ā
he pokes undecidedly at the small horn atop the creatureās head, a crease between his brows. āitās a unicorn,ā he says.
āand a cat,ā you add. āa caticorn.ā leaning into his arm, you join him in staring at the stuffed animal in all its iridescent glory. āi saw it and thought of you.ā
satan straightens up, gaze finally tearing from the toy he was so transfixed upon. āyou did?ā
āof course,ā you chuckle, as if it wasnāt a very obvious conclusion to come to. you smile as you reach over to card your fingerās through the plushieās soft tail. āweāll have to come up with a name.ā
thereās a slight quirk to satanās lip at the very thought.
āweāll talk about it later,ā you decide, stepping away from him and toward the door of his room. āi promised levi weād play a few rounds of devil kart.ā
youāre halfway out of the room when satan calls to you, your brow quirking in response.
āthank you,ā he tells you and you smile faintly in return, the door clicking behind you in your absence. satan looks down at the toy still in his hands, his smile seeming to brighten as pink dusts his cheeks.
a glance around his room tells him thereās no real place to display your gift with pride, so the demon settles for nestling it among the pillows on his bed. maybe heāll move it, but for now it doesnāt matter.
summary: the human exchange student is a means to an end for belphegor, so why do they make him feel this way?
word count: 2.2k
a/n: i donāt know guys, iām mentally ill. thatās all i can even say. spoilers start right away so the whole fic is under the read more shsksh
pairings: belphegor x gn!reader
warnings: mentions of homesickness, chapter 16 spoilers!!, human hating talk, typical belphegor content, slight angst
belphegor hates humans.
the one positioned on the other side of the bars is no exception, despite the lies he's woven for them. he's told them everything they needed to hear, how theyāre his only hope and how grateful he is.
never has he mentioned how the moment they set him free, he intends to end their puny, pathetic life. theyāre a means to an end. better yet, theyāre here to make a point to his eldest brother and the loathsome demon king.
belphegor hates humans and they are no exception.
"hey," they greet carefully, toeing closer to the door. gingerly, their fingers wrap around the bar as they peer into the darkened attic room. for whatever reason, they have no intentions to leave.
belphegor emits a sigh. "what are you doing here?" he asks, pushing himself to sit up. his gaze settles on their familiar form as they shrug their shoulders. he considers it a moment more before he rises to his feet, walking closer.
"bored, i guess," they say, their gaze settled on their feet. they purse their lips and raise their head to meet his eyes. "though i guess you're...bored-er."
that makes him laugh. it's faint, more of a sigh than anything. but a laugh regardless.
"what gave it away?"
they smile slightly, rocking back on their heels with their hands still firmly on the bars of the door. "do you...eat up here?" they wonder after a moment, tilting their head to the side with a narrowed gaze. "like, does lucifer bring you food?"
"not really," he admits, shrugging. demons don't need food the way humans do, or the way beel does. they can last ages, eons, without it.
they nod, gaze elsewhere as if chewing on their words. if they have more to say, they donāt as if refusing to spit it out. belphegor has to resist the urge to roll his eyes. just like a human to waste his time, isn't it?
though he supposes all he has anymore is time.
"sorry," they decide finally. they push off of the door, twisting on their heel and trekking back down the stairs. he leans against the bars to watch their fading form, a scowl on his lips. how long can he play nice?
they return later on. "hey," they call, their voice quiet in the silence of night.
belphegor frowns, laying on his bed in the midst of falling asleep. it's all there is to do up here, and he enjoys it. do humans have to ruin everything?
"hey," they say again, a little more insistently. with a huff on his lips, he looks to the door. the human is knelt by the door, something in their hands.
belphegor sits up.
"i know you don't need it," they begin, reaching their hands through the barsāsomething belphegor is woefully unable to do, "but i figured, why not?"
his brows furrow and he gets to his feet, walking over and settling on the ground. unable to help himself, he stares dumbfounded at their hands.
"it's just a sandwich," they state. "satan caught me in the kitchen making it. no idea what he was doing up so late, but he figured i was just making myself something so i think we're fine."
belphegor wordlessly takes the snack as if the gesture's entirely foreign to him. for him? why? whatās in it for them?
he wants to scowl, to shove it back towards them, or to outright say he doesnāt want. despite himself, he doesnāt do anything.
the human looks over their shoulder, retrieving the phone from their pocket. "shit, it really is late," they sigh, pushing themselves to their feet. he looks up at them as they do so. "i should get going." with a faint smile, they add, "enjoy your food."
there's a soft sound that pricks his ears, forcing him awake. he doesn't move for a moment, straining to hear. the voice, familiar, is singing, he realizes.
quietly, he sits up. he can't help the frown when he looks to the door, the sight exactly what he expected it to be.
"darling, when you're fast asleep, i feel your dreams begin to bleed, saying" the human sings, earphones dangling from their ears as they sit in front of the door with a notebook in their lap and a textbook by their side, "is it worth it? is it worth it? tell me, is it worth it?"
he tilts his head, curiosity overtaking him as he gets up. crossing to the door, the human startles after a moment of the demon peering down at them.
frantically, they pull the earphones out. "did I wake you?" they ask, blinking up at himātheir eyes wide.
"no." he doesn't know why he lies.
"sorry."
he furrows his brows. "i just said you didn't."
"i don't know why iā sorry." they shake their head, cursing under their breath.
belphegor rolls his eyes. humans are stupid, pathetic even.
"what are you doing up here?" he asks.
they look up, their books half in their arms. "lucifer's out," they begin, casting a glance over their shoulder as if expecting him to appear. "it's quiet up here, easier to get away. i guess."
he lets out a sigh, watching them get up. āyou can stay."
the human freezes in place. "...really?"
as belphegor settles himself on the floor, back against the wall with his face just visible in the bars, he hums in response.
they slowly nod their head, settling back into the floor themselves. he can tell theyāre stiffer now, moving slower. smiling to himself, he realizes he must make them nervous. good.
he lets his eyes fall shut. days in and days out, he's still tired. "you can sing if you want."
the human stops scribbling on their paper. "i don'tā i wasn't any good."
"maybe not," he hums in response. "go ahead." they stammer but he can just barely hear their fumbling for their phone. it's a moment before they begin to sing again.
"good morning," belphegor greets offhandedly as he lays on his bed, seeing the bouncy movement in the corner of his eye.
the human scoffs. "it's not morning."
"i just woke up, didn't i?" he retorts, dragging himself to his feet to meet them at the door.
this routine they've fallen into, he hates it. loathes it. it's been two weeks he thinks, but it's hard to tell. yet theyāre constantly up here. he hates it.
"fine. good morning," they recite back, sarcastically. he can't even stave off the slight quirk of his lips he gives them as they both stand at the attic door. "remind me to bring cards next time i'm here."
"for what?"
they scoff again. "to play. it'll give you something to do besides enjoy my company."
"and who said i enjoy your company?" he says, but their smile doesn't fall. he doesn't enjoy their company, he can't. won't.
they merely shrug, reaching into the bag that was on their shoulder. "brought you something," they say, pulling out a bag of gummies and passing it off through the bars.
"not as good as the burger the other day, is it?" he says and they cast him a glance.
"well, when you're out, you can buy your own food."
he makes no comment, sitting down on the floor as they do the same. belphegor does nothing but watch as they pull out a notebook and an old tome. homework. he wrinkles his nose at the thought. something he doesn't miss.
"so," the human breathes as they scrawl some words down on paper, "should i tell you about mammon's latest escapade or would you rather hear about satan and lucifer's latest quarrel?"
"surprise me," he hums, leaning his head against the bars to continue watching the careful concentration on their face mixed with joy at the story they begin to tell.
he's half-asleep before long, though part of him struggles to stay awake for reasons he can't fathom. like time is finite and he wants to spend it wisely.
the sound of rustling rouses him from his slumber. he sits up to see the human gathering their things. "you're leaving," he notes, no clear emotion attached to his words.
"i'll try to come back tomorrow," they tell him, and belphegor can't understand the way his chest seems to tighten as they stand up. they donāt wait for a goodbye, hurrying down the stairs. he leans against the door, craning his neck to watch them as they go.
they come back that night. or maybe it's the next night, belphegor can't tell. all he knows is it's nightfall when he hears the familiar sound of their footfalls. they're different from lucifer's, he doesn't need to even look to know it.
"can't sleep?" he asks, sitting on the floor with his back to the door. temptation is a terrible thing. he looks at the door too often now.
"something like that," they hum. their voice is so soft as they say it that he can't help but turn to look.
the human sits on the floor outside the door, a blanket pulled over their shoulders. their head rests in the palm of their hand, eyes fluttered shut. they donāt look restless.
it's pathetic, he realizes. he hates humans. they're needy, stupid, weak. but what's ever so terrible about this one, theyāre...cute.
it's especially noticeable in the faint light, the very details of their face illuminated. heās memorized most of them, however, from the curvature of the way they smile at him to the color of their eyes and the way they light up as they talk.
he hates it.
their eyes open and his widen when he realizes he's staring directly at them. they straighten up, hand falling into their lap.
"sorry, i'm tired, i justā" they scrunch their nose. instead of saying more, they shrug. he wants to ask what that means, but he favors staying silent, turning away from them altogether.
the silence hangs in the air for a long while, to the point belphegor begins to wonder if theyāve fallen asleep. he wouldn't blame them.
"i get homesick, i think," they say finally. "not sure, for what, but i miss things. the human realm, i guess." he knows theyāre shrugging as they say it, he can almost picture it. he hates the way he seems to know them so well.
the silence is painful somehow, and belphegor finds he's the one who breaks it. "is it your family you miss?"
"maybe," they sigh. "but also just...the fresh air. the food. watching the sunset and things like that. the little things."
for a moment, a mere flicker, belphegor begins to think about the things he misses from the human realm. he used to go so often, there's so many things he hasn't seen in ages.
the human speaks up again. "i still like it down here, of course. i do. the cool air, the architecture, the night sky. it's always night, and i like looking at the stars whenever i can."
"the stars?"
they hum. "yeah. they're brighter down here than up there, they're different. just as nice though."
a faint smile sits on belphegor's lips.
"it's late," they say finally, with a sigh. "i'll go try to sleep." he fights the urge to look back at them as they get to their feet. "goodnight, belphegor."
soon, there's the familiar sound of footfalls again. only this time, they descend the stairs. when he does look back, theyāre gone.
he doesn't see them. not for a while after that. he thinks he misses the company. just the company. nothing else.
but. itās so much easier to hate humans when one isnāt in front of him, offering him food and keeping him company when no one else can. a human that smiles at him and confides in him, a human that makes every part of him ache.
he almost wants to forget. forget what he intended to do all along. yet things are so dreadfully boring in the attic. when lucifer doesn't come up to scold him, he sleeps. and sleeping...sleeping is about all he does. it leads to things, leads to dreaming. in dreams, he thinks of her. lilith, his sister.
itās dreams like those that fuel the hate in his heart, remind him what heās fighting for at all.
maybe things would be different if the human hadnāt opened the attic right after belphegor remembered that very fact. maybe he wouldnāt have squeezed the life out of them, ignoring the way his heart twisted and he felt an empty pit where his stomach should be.
maybe he wouldnāt be so wracked with guilt, even when they ended up alive and well in the end. it canāt erase what heād already done, the blood soaked into his hands, the image of life leaving their eyes.
itās even worse when they forgive him.
he doesnāt deserve it, he doesnāt deserve any of it.
how can they sit with him, like nothing ever happened? he aches for a world like that, where they can waste hours together like they did up in the attic, but itās just not real.
belphegor hates humans. because heād fallen in love with one of them and it was eating him alive.
Iām just waiting for my suspicious luck recently to come bite me in the ass. I somehow got 3 ur+ and the ur for pirates . Something big on the horizon and Iām not gonna survive.
you got THREE ur+???
if you donāt want your suspicious luck, i will gladly take it off of your hands, anon <3
but ig weāll have to wait and see whatās on the horizon for you š¤
š I also don't have any luck on pulling the cards, I never won anything good with the free pull nor using the demon vouchers... I wanted these pirate ones so much!! š But now that I've spent everything I had I've got basically no chances. š„²
i feel for you anon. iāve got terrible luck and only 10 demon vouchers, i canNOT be spending them recklessly.
crossing my fingers our luck turns around eVentually š
Hi, could I have some headcanons of the om!brothers with a Baker!MC, please? š„°
I really love your writing!! š
om!brothers and baker!mc
a/n: aH thank you!!! also no idea why this took so long to write, im literally a baker??
pairings: demon brothers x gn!mc
warnings: none, i think
lucifer
ā¾ if you like baking, lucifer doesnāt mind. the house of lamentationās kitchen is a great place for such a thingāso long as you clean up after yourself. itās his one rule for you, really. the last thing he wants is to wake up to a mess, alright?
ā¾ heāll also remind you to try not to let his brothers boss you around too much with their various baking requests. he, of course, doesnāt have any requests. but if you felt so inclined to make him somethingā¦
ā¾ itās fairly often that youāll find lucifer holed up in his study, hard at work, late into the night. times like these, you like to bring him something to eat even if it is just some sweet treats. itās better than nothing and you know luciferāll neglect to eat otherwise
ā¾ donāt expect any help in the kitchen, however. itās not that lucifer wonāt, heās just often too busy to have the time. but heās more than willing to buy whatever youād need, least he can doāespecially if itād make you happy
mammon
ā¾ youāre a baker? so what? (he says, caring deeply) honestly, thereās not a thing about you that doesnāt make mammon love you more somehow. like, you can bake? you baked these cookies? well he guesses theyāre pretty goodā¦
ā¾ heās always insanely impressed by the things you make, though he tries not to show it. he fails miserably however and he tends to just boast about your baking. his humanās talented, why shouldnāt he say something?!
ā¾ when you inevitably bake some cookies and tell him you baked them with him in mind, he loses it a little. him? you baked these for him? well, of course you didā¦ and heās just very blushy about it. you should bake for him more often if heās going to react like this
ā¾ occasionally heāll help you out in the kitchen and heās surprisingly pretty helpful. heās so busy hanging onto your every word itās easy for him to get distracted, but he still knows how many cups of flour you asked for. and heās happy to help because itās time spent with you
leviathan
ā¾ youād almost be surprised how many animes heās watched that are pretty much entirely about baking. and the food always looks so good too! so, heās quite enthused to find out that youāre something of a baker
ā¾ although it takes him awhile to ask, eventually heāll be asking if you could maybe try making some of the treats from his favorite shows. he just thinks itād be so cool and maybe even fun if youād let him helpā
ā¾ though, leviās not too good in the kitchen. his knowledge is primarily from television anyhow. still, heās happy to listen to you explain everything and heās still eager to try and help!
ā¾ whatever you make, he loves. if youāve tried your hand at something from his latest anime, itās even better. maybe itās because you made it, but itās way better than he could have even imagined
satan
ā¾ heās never much cared for being in the kitchen. of course, whenever itās his turn to make dinner, he does it without complaint (for the most part) but itās not exactly one of his favorite ways to spend time
ā¾ until he met you. spending time with you is something satan canāt get enough of and if helping you bake means getting to be with you, so be it. and fortunately, heās not bad in the kitchen.
ā¾ honestly, heās really helpful. heāll get the ingredients ready beforehand and heās someone who cleans up as you go, so thereās hardly ever a mess. and he always enjoys anything you bake, especially when itās been made together
ā¾ what he really loves though is finding new recipes for the two of you to try and make together. itās something new for the both of you that way, and then youāll get to try it together. itās a new experience and he loves sharing new experiences with you
asmodeus
ā¾ he absolutely adores the fact you bake. mainly because anytime you make something, itās surely devilgram worthy and he canāt resist posting about your latest creations
ā¾ actually, youād probably find a devilgram acc solely dedicated to anything you bake. asmo is nothing if not supportive and posting about the heart-shaped cookies you made is merely something he HAS to do
ā¾ hopefully you never need any help in the kitchen though because heāsā¦not the best. this is not how he wants to be getting his hands dirty, you understand, right? plus, he JUST got his nails done
ā¾ he still loves watching you though. he didnāt know someone could be so beautiful when they were just whisking eggs, but you do. expect a few candid photos
beelzebub
ā¾ oh. now, itās not love at first sight or anything but the first time you bake something, beelās practically beaming. the house of lamentation was really missing a baker, in his opinion
ā¾ you end up baking things purely with him in mind sometimes. you have to. whether it means making a double batch or just one batch, but itās all for him, you do. but you enjoy baking, so you donāt mind too much
ā¾ the look on beelās face when you hand him a full tray of brownies and tell them theyāre all his, is truly incomparable. he still offers you one, however, as thanks
ā¾ he likes to make requests from time to time, which gives you plenty ideas of what to make in the kitchen. beel also likes to join you while you bake, but heās not much help since he likes to go for the batter
ā¾ your baking becomes one of his favorite foods
belphegor
ā¾ he doesnāt outwardly care all that much. you bake, and youāre good at it. is there more he needs to say? heās not beelzebub, after all. but he does enjoy seeing how much beel likes you and your baking
ā¾ but when you bake him something, even just a single cupcake, that is his. he wonāt eat it right away, saving it for later, but if one of his brothers so much as looks at itā! maybe itās weird to get possessive over something as simple as a danish, but you made it. for him, no less.
ā¾ occasionally, when his head is in your lap and heās on the brink of falling asleep, youāll hear him lazily ask when you plan on making thoseā¦cookies? chocolate cookies, he thinks, he canāt remember. they were good and he simply wants them again. and well. itās hard to refuse when heās snuggled in your lap like this.
ā¾ heāll be no help in the kitchen, but at the very least, heāll come with you to buy the ingredients. and the smell of any of your baked goods is one of the few things able to rouse him from his sleep
Hi this is my first time doing an ask and I have no clue how this works. But, could I request the demon broās (if you are busy and donāt want to do all of them preferably Mammon and Belphie) with an mc who is trying to get out of a depressive episode. Like how would they help with getting them to take care of themselves again and enjoy life once again
om!brothers when youāre in a depressive episode
a/n: okay so i hope i did this justice. had a few depressive episodes of my own but depression is not my area of expertise (anxiety <3). anyhow anyhow hope this is good, and sending you some love if you need it anon.
pairings: demon brothers x gn!mc
warnings: depressive episode stuff, but more or less just the brothers wanting to help you so nothing too introspective
lucifer
ā¾ it might not seem like it, but lucifer understands what youāre going through more than most. when he first fell, he had his own bout of depression and it still happens from time to time
ā¾ heās far more sympathetic to your plight, allowing you to sleep in a little more and get off dinner duty. heād even run a bath for you if you wanted. itās not a lot, but he knows the weight of any expectations can feel crushing
ā¾ heāll also check in on you from time to time, whether youāre in your room or elsewhere. just a brief passing moment most of time, where he sees what youāre up to and how youāre feeling
ā¾ but more than that, heās a rather good listener. if you want to speak, heāll lend an ear and he truly will listen to you, validating your feelings. he knows sometimes that means more than anything else
ā¾ still, he likes to remind you that things get better. life is full of more than just lows, more than just highs. he knows it better than most, and it seems to mean a lot coming from him
mammon
ā¾ thereās nothing mammon hates more than seeing you soā¦sad? disconnected? he doesnāt know how to describe it, but he knows that he hates it
ā¾ heās not really sure what to do, but heāll try anything. mainly, his method to help is spending time with you. or trying to distract you from yourself. itās what heās best at, anyway
ā¾ heāll bring you up dinner if you donāt feel like going down and the two of you will just sit in your room while he tells you some inane story in hopes youāll crack a smile
ā¾ and when you donāt feel like talking or listening, heās more than happy to just lay there with you. itās not a lot, but heād do just about anything you asked him to. you want him to lay there and just hold you? of course he can do that
ā¾ heāll also buy you stuff. nothing major, only stuff he can afford anyway. itās just small trinkets, stuff for you to have so whenever you canāt be with you, you know heās still there in a way
leviathan
ā¾ of course levi understands what youāre going through. yet he still struggles with trying to figure out whatās the right thing to do or say. but he still wants to try
ā¾ for awhile, he leaves you to yourself. the last thing he wants to do is intrude. but eventually, he starts poking his head into your room to see how youāre doing. then heās asking you if youād want to come to his room to watch something with him or even just watch him game
ā¾ heāll come over to your room if itās easier, but the two of you start hanging out. at the least, you start existing in the same space together. itās good in a way, distracting. also takes to talking about upcoming games and things, so you have stuff to look forward to. both of you
ā¾ levi surprisingly starts giving you pep talks as well. theyāre short and sweet, happening in passing conversation. he likes to remind you how awesome you are, then continue on like normal. just little reminders
ā¾ he tries hard not to treat you too differently, like youāre fragile. you feel a little more normal around him because of it, how heāll continue to infodump and spam text you without expecting a reply. itās nice to know you have him
satan
ā¾ itās not surprising to see satan reading up on your situation. itās not because he doesnāt understand or anything, he just wants to know ways to help that he might not have thought of
ā¾ for the most part, itāll seem like youāre talking to a therapist. he recommends coping mechanisms like journaling or ways to accomplish small goals that donāt seem so intimidating.
ā¾ but heās got a much softer side too. he likes to invite you for a walk with him, insisting on fresh air. you donāt have to go far, just into the garden if you prefer, but itās enough
ā¾ whether it be outside or inside, heāll read to you. he specifically picks books youāll like, ones more lighthearted or justā¦happier. heās not sure itās helping, but you enjoy the effort and the company
ā¾ you also find little notes heāll leave you in your room or things. they range from quotes to poems, to a message from him reminding you heās there for you. always
asmodeus
ā¾ one of asmoās least favorite things in the world is seeing you upset. even more so when you stop taking care of yourself. he knows itās hard to get out of bed sometimes, let alone do much more than that, but itās still hard for him to watch
ā¾ he also believes that even small acts of self care can help you feel better. maybe not get you out of your slump, but make the world feel a little less terrible
ā¾ mainly, heād do his best to encourage you to take care of yourself however possible. honestly, heād probably brush your teeth for you if youād let him. or wash your face. well, both. anything. even help you shower if things were that bad.
ā¾ but heād also just brush his teeth with you, wash his face with you, etc. anything to make these mundane acts seem less difficult
ā¾ the whole time, heād tell you heās there for you. the least he can do is listen and as surprising as it may seem, heāll be a great listener for you. he canāt fix everything, but heāll do anything to support you through it
beelzebub
ā¾ any time youāre slightly upset, it worries beel and this isnāt any different. he always wants nothing more to protect you, make sure youāre okay. now, he isnāt too sure how to do that
ā¾ but he tries. mainly, he wants to make sure youāre eating. heāll bring you up dinner and snacks to share, both to spend time with you and encourage you to take care of yourself even a little
ā¾ similarly, heās doing whatever he can to get you your favorite food whether he has to go out and get it or make it himself. itās more about the thought than anything, but itās still nice
ā¾ beelās never been a man of many words, which just makes him a great listener. and he wants to listen. you can talk or not talk, but heās happy just to be there with you. to be there for you
ā¾ itās nice having him around and heās willing to do pretty much anything if he thinks itāll help you. if you say you need so much as a hug, his arms are open. and maybe itās ironic, but being in his arms always makes things feel a little lessā¦big. even temporarily.
belphegor
ā¾ youāll probably just want to sleep more often than not and itās not like belphie can blame you. heāll sleep with you from time to time, but for the most part? he actually tries to stay awake with you
ā¾ unfortunate as it is, you canāt really sleep off a depressive episode. heāll do what he can to get you moving, even if itās just getting you out to look at the stars with him. heāll explain just about any constellation you ask him to
ā¾ you get to hear a lot about what it is that made belphie love humans all those years ago. thereās a lot he loved, a lot he still does. itās nice to hear about it, all of it. from the mundane things to stars to something as fun as a circus. itās a nice reminder
ā¾ he honestly stays awake more often, to keep an eye on you. he wants to be there if you need him, and itās easier to do that if heās already up. heāll just sit with you while you sleep, a watchful eye on you to make sure you have a nice sleep and good dreams (he ensures you never have a single bad dream)
ā¾ but most of all. heās just there. heās there whether you want to talk or just sit in prolonged silence. either way, heās there
Settling In: Uncomfortable Meal Time (Beelzebub x SelfConscious!Reader)
The third installment of my series "Settling In". This series consists of situations you may find yourself in as you get used to your new life in the Devildom.
This time, you seem to be quiet uncomfortable and hyper aware of yourself when you eat infront of such attractive demons.... and so you find yourself not eating much while around them, which draws the attention of a gluttonous somebody...
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You had barely poked at your dinner. For being demon food, it was relatively tame and... looked a lot like macaroni. And while you were hungry, as you found yourself glancing around at the 6 other demons at the table, you really didn't feel like eating.
....Actually, you would rather starve then eat with them. Not because they or the food were disgusting- just... you weren't comfortable eating infront of others. You were so conscious of every little move you made, of every little bite you took.... you felt like they were judging you.
Like you were making a disgusting fool of yourself everytime you dared to eat infront of them.
You stabbed the fork into a few of the noodles, slowly pulling them up to your lips before cautiously putting them into your mouth.
The brothers were noisy. They always were, especially at dinner. For the most part, they paid no attention to you. You knew that. But every so often, one of them would turn to you. Even if it was just for a moment.... every so often, a pair of eyes would land on you, and that's when you felt most uncomfortable.
The food was good- it really was. Apparently it was some sort of pasta made with what you would call macaroni (you had no clue what the demons called it), and a gooey sauce made from griffin blood and dragon's milk (it really did just seem like demon-ified mac and cheese....). And you really did want to eat more of it, but...
You placed your fork down, announcing quietly that you were finished. As usual, barely anyone heard you, but a certain redhead perked his head up at your announcement. You gave a sheepish smile; standing up to hand the plate over to the avatar of gluttony before cleaning up your spot at the table and heading to your room.
Beel had happily accepted your plate of food, as he usually did. But when he looked down at your plate and noticed you had barely touched it, he couldn't help but frown. He looked around to the rest of his brothers, bickering and conversing about random things as usual. They didn't seem to notice your absence.
Beel looked down at the plate you handed him once more. He had long since finished his own, and yours was starting to get cold- he wasn't about to just leave it! But.... he couldn't help a bit of worry bubble up in his chest. It was important for humans to eat, right? So why weren't you? Weren't you hungry? You had given him your plate of almost completely untouched food every day since you arrived at the House of Lamentation- a good two weeks ago.
Beel dug into your plate of food, the gears turning in his head as he ate.
"Yeah?" You called out to the demon on the other side of your door. The knock had startled you- you hadn't expected to be visited so late in the evening. You quickly hid your snack under your pillow; a small bag of human world fish crackers.
The door opened with a creak, revealing the gentle giant redhead. You tilted your head in confusion. You would have expected Mammon or Lucifer to visit you so late at night- but not Beel.
"Hey Beel.... what's up?"
The demon wasn't smiling, but he didn't look angry either. But... he didn't look happy. He entered your room without a sound, instead shutting your door behind him. And that's when you noticed a huge plate of food in his other hand.
"Uh... whatcha got there?" You asked, nodding towards the plate of multiple burgers and a mountain of fries.
"Food. For you and me."
He walked over to your table, pulling out a chair to take a seat as he set down the heaping pile of food in the middle.
You frowned, throwing your legs off the side of your bed and hauling yourself up and over to the table. Your eyes took in the meal, and you could almost feel your stomach clenching in hungry anticipation.
"I got a little more for my midnight snack then usual. You didn't eat much at dinner, so I thought we could share." He said simply.
Your eyes took in his soft, chiseled face, then drifted to the plate of food before him.
You knew if you didn't start digging in, Beel would have the entire plate packed away in a matter of minutes.
You pulled out one of the wooden chairs and took a seat across from the demon, hungrily eyeing the food before you. Beel reached out and took a burger into his hand, eating half of the entire thing in one bite. It really was amazing just how much he could eat at once....
"Y-You really didn't need to... but thank you..."
You eyed the food once more, as Beel started to dig into it in silence with a content smile on his face. Should you really join him?
That's when the smell hit you. And god, were you hungry.
Well... this was Beel.... surely... eating with him shouldn't he too bad...? And plus it would have been rude not to, after he went through the effort of bringing all this to your room....
You hesitantly reached your hand out to pick up a fry, popping it into your mouth a little quicker then you intended. But, that was what you needed- the floodgates opened, and you too started to dig into the plate of food Beel had brought.
This... this was nice. The food was warm, and surprisingly tasty! And you were so, so hungry...
Your eyes met Beel's, who had a blank look on his face as he watched you eat.
....was he watching you the whole time?
You cleared your throat, choosing to slow down immensely as you suddenly felt self conscious again.
Beel, upon seeing your reaction and seeing you awkwardly break eye contact, furrowed his brows.
"You need to eat, don't you? So eat. Don't worry about me."
Ahaha.. well, Beel, you weren't exactly worried about him not eating enough (the amount of food he brought would have filled you up enough for a day twice over)....
You brought another fry to your lips, taking it into your mouth. Beel grinned at you- encouraging you to keep going. You smiled kindly at him, trying to reassure him, as you popped another fry into your mouth.
"....You are hungry. Why didn't you eat at dinner?" He asked, taking a rare moment to stop eating the burger in his hands to focus entirely on you.
You swallowed the food, clearing your throat before you figured you might as well just answer him.
It was Beel after all. Sweet, sweet Beelzebub- the friendly giant. Surely he wouldn't make fun of you, or judge you... right?
You took a sharp breath, focusing your thoughts on replying to his innocent, concerned look.
"I... Don't feel comfortable eating around people I don't know very well. Sometimes I feel uncomfortable eating infront of people I do know well.... It's not something you need to worry about though, ok?"
You tried to look at him gently, to reassure him you were ok and everything was ok- but all he did was narrow his eyes, his brows furrowing at your reply.
"But... you need to eat. Nothing else matters."
Your hand unconsciously tightend against your thigh; clenching into a fist as you tried to figure out how to explain this to the Avatar of Gluttony.
.....He was kind. You felt like you could relax around him a little more then you could around the others- you felt like you.... could fully be yourself, perhaps. Sure, he was big and tall, but.... he really wasn't nearly as scary, intimidating, or stand-offish like the others.
You made sure not to think too much on what you said next- it would be much easier to explain to him if you said this, and you didn't want to back out just because of embarressment. You voice dropped considerably low, but somehow Beel still heard you.
"....All of you are incredibly... attractive... and I don't want to make a fool of myself infront of all of you. That's all. So please, don't worry..."
His brows remained furrowed, and he had an almost irritated look on his face.
...Damn, did you offend him?
Suddenly, he reached out across the table to you, the burger that he had been eating now in your face.
"No one else is here now. It's just me- and I don't mind. I almost always make a mess when I eat. So take a bite- it's good."
Your eyes turned from his down to the burger infront of you- he had taken a couple bites out of it already, but apparently he didn't see anything wrong with that.... with sharing it with you. A deep blush rose to your cheeks, seeing the juicy insides of the burger. It looked gourmet.
Your eyes returned to his own, and you could tell just how determined he was by the way he looked at you.
Looking back down at the burger, you resigned yourself to your fate- heart racing as you took a bite. The intense, savory flavour of the food filled your mouth, and Beel pulled back looking incredibly happy. You could feel your embarressment wash away as you were overtaken with just how good the burger was- damn, no wonder Beel ate so many of these!
"It's good, isn't it?" He said with a smile, and you nodded enthusiastically with a small 'yeah'.
His free hand came across the table, leaning forward a bit as his large hand came for your face. You nearly pulled away out of reflex until his thumb made contact with the corner of your mouth, wiping away a stay bit of sauce.
Your heart hammered in your chest, but Beel didn't seem to mind. He smiled, pulling his hand back to lick the sauce off his thumb as he resumed munching into the burger that you now both had taken bites out of.
You looked down at the plate of food, still stacked high with burgers and fries. You reached out for one of the burgers, your mind still racing from his forwardness.
"If you really can't eat at dinner, I'll make sure to share my snacks with you then." He spoke through a mouthful of food.
You looked up at him, and he beamed at you. You couldn't help but feel your heart flutter in your chest as you gave him a smile of your own- suddenly a lot more comfortable around the teddy bear.
"And I'll help you get to know my brothers, too. So you can be comfortable around them."
Beel held out a few fries for you, and you happily took them into your mouth. The demon looked so incredibly happy whenever you ate what he gave you, you couldn't bare to reject him.
.....Perhaps you'd be ok eating around the others if you were next to him.
hey, if youāre up for it, can i request headcanons on the demon brothers with a mc who can't fall asleep without cuddling something, please? :)
om!brothers when you canāt sleep
a/n: thank you for requesting!! and if itās not obvious by these hcās, i personally think cuddling with belphie would be. the best thing ever?? shskshsk
pairings: demon brothers x gn!mc
warnings: cuddling. also something of an innuendo in asmoās but hardly.
lucifer
ā¾ you wouldnāt have to tell lucifer youāre having trouble sleeping, simply because heād pick up on it near immediately. itās hard to get anything past himā¦
ā¾ heās soon asking if anything about your bed isnāt to your liking. the mattress, the sheets, the blankets, the pillows. whatever it is, he can always find replacements. but cuddlingā¦
ā¾ this feels more out of his reach. how did you cope before coming down to the devildom? surely you can find something here to suffice
ā¾ youāll find more pillows in your bed overtime, maybe a meager stuffed animal or two. but youāll also find the door to luciferās bedroom cracked open whenever youāre up and restlessā¦
ā¾ itās a wordless invitation. he wonāt extend it verbally right away, waiting for you to pick up the pieces and he can graciously allow you to spend the night with him
ā¾ but heāll eventually ask you outright if youād find yourself more comfortable in his bed. and well, you do. safety and comfort is a luxury you find in luciferās arms
mammon
ā¾ since youāve come to the devildom, mammonās taken almost any chance to bunk with you. at first, it was just because you two were busy! you had a lot of work to do to make a pact with levi, okay?
ā¾ but eventually mammon all but tries to move in with you. itās not because he wants to be by your side all the time or anything! point is, he notices pretty quick that you really canāt sleep. when you explain why, he can only complain, āātch, leave it to a human to have some weird problem like thatā
ā¾ yet just as soon as heās complaining about it, heās offering his services! saying āi guess the great mammon could help you outā¦ā and next thing you know, heās in your bed
ā¾ itās awkward at first. heās too stiff and his skin is overwhelmingly hot like just laying with you like this is gonna kill him. but you lean into him, your head finding its place on his shoulder, and you fall asleep easy
ā¾ him? he has trouble. all he can think about is how close you are, how he can smell your shampoo, and how he can feel your hands curling into his shirt. it takes a while but he falls asleep too, once heās convinced himself heās not already dreaming
ā¾ eventually, this becomes routine for the both of you. mammon really does practically live in your room now, like a personal body pillow, as he claims āya better not do this with any of the others!ā which of course, youād never do
leviathan
ā¾ you know, if YOU had a body pillow of your favorite anime character, maybe this wouldnāt be a problem. but alas. at the least, levi is sympathetic to your problem
ā¾ itās pretty often that he has problems sleeping as well, but thatās usually because heās just ordered a game off of azukon and itās supposed to come tomorrow. you canāt expect him to sleep now, can you?
ā¾ his first thought when it comes to helping you though isā¦unconventional. heās not offering to help you sleep, heās just telling you that if you canāt sleep, you could maybe join him for an all-nighterā heās been meaning to show you this new anime anyway!
ā¾ blankets and pillows flood the floor and you two enjoy a marathon! leviās just too engrossed in the show to even notice when your head falls on his shoulder and youāre out like a light.
ā¾ when he turns to gush about what happened, he finally notices and nearly falls to pieces right then and there. he almost jumps and wakes you up, but well, he doesnāt want to wake you. youāre friends and this is what friends do, right? just this once is okay, right?
ā¾ he doesnāt look you in the eye in the morning, but you do eventually receive another all-nighter invitationā¦
satan
ā¾ itād be easy to confide in satan about your sleeping troubles, if he didnāt already know about them. he notices the way your head droops at breakfast, your eyelids fight to stay open during classes
ā¾ eventually he simply confronts you, wondering why you have such trouble sleeping. learning why isā¦a bit of a surprise. cuddling? really?
ā¾ his first thought is reading up on sleeping problems, wondering if thereās something else he could do besides crawling right into bed with you. heās thought about it, sure, butā¦
ā¾ when you come home one day, you find a rather large stuffed animalāa cat, to be specificāsitting atop your bed. thereās a note attached, but you donāt have to read it to know who itās from
ā¾ satan tells you heās unsure whether itāll really work, but itās worth a try, of course. and the stuffed animal really is so very soft, he spent ages picking it out and considering what would be the best fit
ā¾ you donāt miss the blush on his cheeks though when he clears his throat and says, āif youād rather, you could always spend the night with meā
asmodeus
ā¾ when you confide in asmo about your troubles sleeping, heās honestly a bit horrified at first. sleep is so important to staying beautiful, and a face like yours deserves its beauty sleep!
ā¾ of course, the answer to your problem seems very simple. if you need something to cuddle, well then asmo is more than happy to provide! will it be your room or his?
ā¾ no matter whose room, asmo is all too excited for this. you remind him, āno funny businessā and he canāt help but gasp a little in offense. he would never! or well, he wonāt now, but can you blame him for at least hoping?
ā¾ regardless, actually sleeping with asmo isnāt half-bad. he even bought you your own sleep mask in case itād help (he bought himself a matching one, of course)
ā¾ he curls around you or lets you curl around him, whichever you find better. your comfort here is paramount, after all. one arm wraps around you, the other rubbing circles on your back. if he can, heās even stroking your hair
ā¾ heās not subtle in the morning however. all of his brothers know that you two āslept togetherā and well. youāre going to have to clarify.
beelzebub
ā¾ beel knows what itās like to have trouble sleeping. between his bouts of uncontrollable hunger and nightmares that wonāt go away, heās up an awful lot
ā¾ heās more sympathetic than most when you admit how much trouble you have sleeping, and itās not surprising when he asks if thereās anything he can do to help. you held his hand once, he can return the favor
ā¾ sleeping with beel isā¦interesting. heās admittedly worried about rolling over in his sleep and crushing you or something, but that never happens and youāll have to reassure him as such
ā¾ miraculously, heās pretty comfy to sleep with. heās a heater, probably radiating more heat than the average demon, but itās not uncomfortable. itās more relaxing than anything
ā¾ and you find resting your head on his chest, his arm circled around your waist with the beating of his heart in your ears, to be the very definition of comfort
ā¾ itās one of the best sleeps you have in a long time and honestly, it is for him too
belphegor
ā¾ if youāre having trouble sleeping, then belphegor is undoubtedly the best person to go to. heās the avatar of sloth after all. plus, he just smells like lavender and it mellows you out. but, you donāt actually get the chance to ask him for help.
ā¾ you see, belphie takes a very quick liking to the sleep he gets when he lays his head in your lap. be it on the couch or when youāre in his room and youāre supposed to be doing homework, sleeping in your lap is one of the best places to sleepāmaybe itās his favorite
ā¾ he can only imagine what sleeping in your bed (or even his) with you would be like. and heās quite determined to find out. he all but invites himself to stay the night when youāre hanging out in your room one time, and he refuses to leave for the evening
ā¾ that night, when you settle into your bed for the night. youāre quickly pulled flush against him, legs tangling together as his arms wrap around you. his face nuzzles into your shoulder and heās out in an instant.
ā¾ but honestly? so are you. heās really warm, but not suffocatingly so. and again, the lavender scent? itās possibly the best sleep youāve had in ages. or ever.
ā¾ you could ask him to join you most nights, and heāll easily oblige, but you probably wonāt have to. sleeping in your lap is second to actually sleeping with you
Hello, Harley!! If it's alright with you, may I request the om!brothers reacting to a gn!mc who never ever wears makeup but is naturally super pretty, even if they don't really think much of it?
om!brothers and the natural beauty
a/n: ah hello anon, and thank you for requesting!! first piece of writing here and i wanna preface this by saying the brothers are 100% gonna think mcās pretty no matter what bc theyāre SIMPS.
pairings: demon brothers x gn!mc
warnings: none?
lucifer
ā¾ luciferās never really concerned himself with how beautiful you are. he can see it, plain as day, but youāve wormed your way into his heart against his wishes and youāre there to stay, he doesnāt care what you look like
ā¾ plus, the fact that you donāt actually wear makeup is something lucifer learned about you rather quickly. he needed to know a lot about you, and this was just one of many things heās noticed
ā¾ of course, he thinks about it now and then. you are quite radiant, you know? itās at least a little surprising to know youāre simply as beautiful outside as you are inside
ā¾ and if you did ever want to wear makeup, itās not like heād mind. your face, isnāt it? but heād at least remind you once or twice that you are achingly pretty already
mammon
ā¾ mammon all but fell head over heels for you as soon as he laid eyes on you. maybe even before, when he heard your voice. but it didnāt help that you just looked so damn pretty!
ā¾ heās spent enough mornings in your room after practically forcing a sleepover to know that you donāt wear makeup. but that didnāt make it any less shocking
ā¾ you look like that? for free? itās almost annoying! but then he gets curious. without makeup, youāre soā¦wow. what would it be like if you did wear it? you couldnāt possibly get more gorgeous, right?
ā¾ but then the more he thinks about it, the more he thinks he might not want to see you with makeup. youāre already stunning, what do you wanna do? give him a heart attack?!
leviathan
ā¾ itās not much of a secret that leviās always thought you were pretty. no, gorgeous! stunning? he can never find the right word and trying to compliment you flusters him even more somehow
ā¾ once, he offhandedly asks you for some of your makeup for a cosplay idea heās working on (itās for both of you, mind you, he just hasnāt gotten up the courage to ask!) asking you seems easier than asmoā what do you mean you donāt have any makeup?
ā¾ somehow it flusters him even more to know that youāre justā¦so naturally beautiful. he always thought you were! but really? no makeup? nothing? are you absolutely sure youāre not an angel in disguise?
ā¾ unwittingly, he gets just a tad more self conscious around you. he didnāt think it was possible, but here you are, all but glowing beside him! and heās justā¦some gross yucky otaku?! unacceptable! (heāll warm back up, of course, just stop smiling at him like that!)
satan
ā¾ of course satan thinks youāre radiant, itās something heās thought for quite some time. but heās never thought to concern himself with your makeup routine or lack thereof
ā¾ it comes as a small surprise when he finds out you donāt wear any makeup, but then again, heās always been more focused on watching your eyes light up when you read the book heās given you, rather than what shade of blush graced your cheeks
ā¾ he just wants to see you comfortable and content, whether that has anything to do with how much foundation youāre wearing, he doesnāt mind
ā¾ to him, youāre beautiful inside and out and thatās all that really matters to him or you
asmodeus
ā¾ as the avatar of lust and self-proclaimed most beautiful person to ever exist, asmo naturally assumes himself to be an expert on all things beautiful
ā¾ heās always thought you were gorgeous since he first laid eyes on you, a beauty to rival his own perhaps? maybe. so of course he eventually wants to know all about your favorite beauty products and the like
ā¾ but heās absolutely stunned to find out that you donāt use anything. save for a chapstick or two. why, heād never shame you for not wearing makeup, but youāre that beautiful? naturally?
ā¾ of course, he begins wondering what you would look like with makeup. he all but begs you to let him pamper you a little. a skincare routine and a natural look and, well, maybe you really will rival asmoās own stunning looks after all (like you already donāt)
beelzebub
ā¾ thereās not a lot of things that beel notices outside of how hungry he is. itās not unusual of him not to realize you donāt wear makeup. youāre kind-hearted, and share snacks with him, and thatās all he needs to know
ā¾ he does think youāre beautiful, of course, but itās not like this was something he thought about very often. he likes you for you and that makes you more than pretty enough
ā¾ when he realizes that wearing makeup isnāt part of your daily routine, he doesnāt think much of it. youāre already really pretty. if youāre happy without makeup, thatās all that matters to him
ā¾ and if you wanted to wear makeup, thatās fine too. honestly? some of asmoās lip glosses smell really good, if you ever wanted to try those! beel might tooā
belphegor
ā¾ heās never really thought about it before. sure, youāve always been pretty in his eyes, but he never thought about whether it was something you had to work at or not
ā¾ knowing that you donāt wear any makeup isnāt something belphegor cares about. youāre clearly comfortable without it and youāre also practically glowing with or without it.
ā¾ he might actually prefer that you donāt wear makeup. he knows that asmo takes forever putting makeup on, even sometimes taking it off. to belphie, this all just sounds like itād be more time that youāre not spending napping with him.
ā¾ and he wants as much time as he can get with you, obviously
