Content: the demon brothers grooming your wings/tail
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Lucifer:
Lucifer’s bare hands run over the edge of your wings, attentively getting a feel for their shape while smoothing them out, making sure they don’t look tousled. Speaking feels wrong in this moment, the atmosphere between you and the avatar of pride strangely fragile, and a word spoken too loud might shatter the felt connection.
Instead, you sigh, conveying your comfort and gratitude through the innocent noise. Lucifer’s touch becomes more determined, his fingers finding the ridges of your limbs easily, massaging your care-products into them contently before beginning to humm along the classic record playing in the back, the relaxed vibrations of his voice a rare sound.
You smile to yourself, allowing your lids to fall shut, fully engulfed in the fellow demon’s touch, so deeply you barely notice as he finishes the final peak of your wing. His hands leave your back, freeing you of touch for a painful second before his whole, warm body is suddenly pressed against your back, not minding the awkward position of your wings. His hands flatten on your stomach as his head finds your shoulder to rest on, lips caressing your neck lovingly.
Mammon:
“Mammon, you don’t have to help me, really!” you chuckle at the red-faced demon, watching his embarrassment grow even further.
“N-no, don’t ya go runnin' off for someone else to do it!” he protests, his shaky voice taking a bizarrely high tone as he tries to stay confident, “A-and besides, the great Mammon is the only one that can take care of ya properly, y-ya know that, don'cha?”
You agree with a chuckle before settling down on his bed, expectantly waiting for him to help you apply the cream to your wings. The mattress dips a few seconds later behind you, and the clumsy sound of a lid unscrewing is heard, along with Mammon’s curse as it falls to the ground. He doesn’t seem to mind it any longer though as his shaky fingers finally touch you, beginning to spread a little too much of the care product on your body, but you don’t mind commenting about it.
Mammon is uncharacteristically quiet while taking care of you, seemingly fully concentrated on his task.
“That feels really good, Mammon, you’re doing a good job,” you praise gently while leaning back into his touch, enjoying the feel of someone else massaging your wings.
“Eh?” Mammon’s movement stops for a split second and you swear you can feel the heat of his blush on your back, “W-well f'course, it’s feelin’ good. The great Mammon is touchin’ ya after all! Ya should be feelin’ truly honored, ya know that? M’ not doin’ this for anyone, ya know?”
Leviathan:
Satan:
Levi mindlessly started caressing your tail while watching the new season of this anime with you, his face burning red when you asked if he’d mind cleaning it a bit for you. His face is still hot as his eyes are focused on the wet towel in his hands and how he’s letting it glide over you. His movement is mostly clumsy, scared of doing something wrong like this isn’t a ritual regularly performed on himself. You’re watching him closely, well aware of how nervous it makes him, though it’s hard to look away from such a cute sight.
“I’ll return the favor if you’d like me to,” you mention casually, smirking as the boy lowers his head further, pretending to be fully concentrated on the side of your already shining tail.
“You wouldn’t wanna touch a gross otaku like me…” he mumbles, voice lower than usual. The comment makes your tail twitch in his hold, the unexpected movement causing Levi to yelp in surprise before covering his red face flusteredly. “S-sorry,” he stutters, remembering the lecture you gave him the last time he degraded himself like this. You keep quiet before letting your tail wrap around his wrist and pull him closer to you, promoting that it’s your turn to take care of him now, your tone leaving him no room for further complaints.
“What’s it like having wings, mc?”
You turn your head to look back at him, surprised by the sudden question. Satan’s sly hands continue working on the base of your wings gently massaging the sore areas, almost like he knows exactly what he’s doing.
“I’m not sure… it’s kind of like having arms. I don’t really think about it. They’re just there.”
Satan hums at your response, brows knitting together as he works on some knots in your back, the feeling making you moan in first pain, then relief.
“Y-you really know what you’re doing, huh?” you ask breathlessly, seriously impressed by his skill.
Satan chuckles before taking a hand from you to reach for something on the bedside table. You turn to follow his movement, laughing as he pulls some “demon massage for beginners” book from the nightstand.
“You’re such a dork, Satan~”
Asmodeus:
“Your wings look so much better since you started using the moisturizer, darling~” Asmo swoons while letting his soft palms run over your back, admiring the beauty he’s created with the weekly spa dates. “But…” his bright smile turns into a thoughtful frown, a subtle pout finding his lips are he puts his fingers to his chin, “something’s missing…”
You turn to him in confusion, finding your wings perfectly fine, though not bothering to argue with the avatar, knowing he’d take personal offense to it. His fingers mindlessly stroke over your tail as if it helps him think. The way his expression lights up as he finally has an idea seems blinding, the excitement is his features making you want to agree to whatever he’s about to say.
“Wing-piercings!!”
W-wing piercings???
Asmo notices the disturbance in your eyes as you look back at him, chuckling at your expression.
“Oh, don’t worry, mc! We can start with clip-ons if you’re not sure about it! But, I promise, you’d look so good with piercings! So desirable, I can tell no demon, or angel in that matter could stay away!! Especially not me, though~”
Beelzebub:
Beel’s broad hands carefully knead the sides of your tail, making up for stepping on it earlier. You try to stay grumpy, still feeling hurt by him overseeing you like that, but the way his fingers dig just perfectly into your tough flesh feels so good, you can barely keep from moaning.
“Are you still mad?”
The question is accompanied by big puppy eyes searching for your reassurance. You look at him for a second before letting your features mold into a soft smile, your hands cupping the avatar’s delicate cheeks before leaning in to kiss his nose.
“Already forgot about it!” you grin as a pretty smile spreads on Beelzebub’s lips, “I’ll treat you for some burgers if you keep massaging me for a while, though…”
Belphegor:
Belphegor gently rubs the soap over your wide wings while you massage creamy conditioner into his tail, the hypnotic movement making you both almost fall asleep in the bathtub.
“You know the other spots need cleaning too, right?” you eventually speak softly after a while of feeling only one part of your wings being touched.
“Huh-” his movement stills completely for a second before it hastily moves to the outer part of your wings, “right, sorry.”
“Did you just fall asleep??” you laugh, feeling the demon hit your wings playfully, mumbling something about dozing off, not sleeping.
“You know I get sleepy when you touch my tail,” he complains softly, making this seem like your fault.
“Oh…” you smirk to yourself before letting go of him, letting Belphi’s tail fall back into the water, “sorry~”
“No, mccc,” the demon whines, his forehead suddenly resting against your nape, “I won’t fall asleep again, please continue.”
“If you hurry with my wings so we can go back to napping, sure.”
Pairing: Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphegor x Reader
Tags: fluff, teasing, first meeting, hand kisses, flirting, taking a nap, being spoiled, school council
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A/N: The demon brothers give me so many feelings that I can only express in text form.
Lucifer is your student council vice president and you met him when you first got to his office. He didn't think too much of you, yeah you had good grades, you were pretty and popular with the rest of the students but those traits won't be enough to charm him. With him you'll have to prove you're a hard worker and take things seriously if you want any kind of praise from him.
Mammon meets you at the shopping mall when he sees you looking at some earrings. They're pretty so you must have good taste, which also means you'd have no problem hanging out with him eventually. He buys the earrings and they're the first gift he ever gives you when you get into a relationship. Now he wouldn't spend money on just anyone so you better cherish those.
Leviathan doesn't meet you in person until later on but rather over the online game you both play. You start chatting more and more and over time the games become less about the game itself and more about the two of you spending time together and getting to know each other better. When he first meets you in person he gets a little defensive over the teasing, a little different than when he's online.
Satan actually meets you at the library when he's checking out some books. He realizes you work there part-time and starts visiting even more often just to see you. Not like he's hiding it either, he 's being openly flirty, asking you where certain books are even though he knows and kisses your hand every time you hand him a book. Eventually he does ask you to hang out outside of work.
Asmodeus meets you on the first day of school and he immediately starts flirting with you. Walks you to class, he asks you to lunch, he tells you about the school and how it works but he is more on guard when you're around his brothers. Does all he can to charm you as much as possible, but also his crush isn't superficial. Not anymore at least, not when he gets to know you so much better.
Beelzebub first sees you sitting alone at the café he frequents and likes to eat at. The more he sees you the more he realizes you're always alone there so one day he asks if he can sit with you because the café is pretty busy and full that day. You start talking and soon enough it becomes common for the two of you to sit together. The staff also notices and bring you special couples drinks and snacks.
Belphegor wasn't awake when you first met him because he was taking a nap at the time, in one of the empty classrooms. Startled awake he thinks you're gonna rat him out but you found his sleeping face so cute that you can't bring yourself to do it. While he doesn't like you're calling him cute he appreciates you not telling on him. Not only that time but also every week after.
can i request the Obey me brothers and/or the datables reaction to you being jealous ☺️
mc gets jealous
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a/n: the intro is so long in comparison to what i wrote for the characters lmao
cw: the gender of the person flirting with the characters is not mentioned. they don’t leave even after he’s told them to [belphie’s part]
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The two of you have been spending less time together lately, your personal responsibilities keeping you apart longer than they usually would. But when you realised the both of you hadn’t gone on a date in weeks, you decided to surprise them with one at a popular cafe in the human world.
Once seated at a comfortable corner, you kiss them on the cheek and tell them you’ll be right back with your orders. The trip from the counter to your seats couldn’t have taken more than 4 minutes but when you walk back, there’s a stranger at your spot next to them. By their body language, it’s clear they’re trying to snatch up your obviously irritated significant other.
Maybe it’s because today was finally a free day for the two of you, combined with not seeing them as much as you would’ve liked– but when you finally arrived at your table, you set down your orders with a little more force than necessary.
With eyes as cold as a storm as you possessively inserted yourself by your lover’s side, you asked the stranger in your seat, “Do you need something from us?”
lucifer
A smug little smirk makes its way to his handsome face when the stranger decides not to start anything and walks away.
And while a part of him doesn’t even want to wait until they’re out of earshot– the same part of him that wants to kiss you senseless in front of the many suitors you have– he refrains from doing anything too rash in public.
If he was in his demon form, his wings would ruffle from how you pridefully claimed him to be your lover in front of this “threat”. Not that anyone has the potential to be one when you’re all he ever thinks about in the late hours of the night.
When you sit down next to him once more, still obviously slightly angry after the ordeal, he gently holds your hand and presses it to his lips.
Just in case it wasn’t clear to anyone else in the cafe that the two of you are together.
“There’s no need to be jealous, my dear. I’m all yours.”
mammon
He gets a little flustered when you’re at his side but he soon gets over it and pulls you closer.
“In case it wasn’t obvious, I’m taken. Now, scram.”
Unlike Lucifer, he doesn’t even wait until the person leaves before he gets up to kiss you (on the cheek, he can only handle so much PDA).
“Took ya long enough! Seemed like you were takin’ forever.” “I was gone 5 minutes, Mams.” “Same thing.”
He’s sweet. And needy– but that’s why you love him. Another kiss on the cheek and it seems like he’s already forgotten what happened.
He hasn’t obviously. He’s going to daydream about this for the next 4 months every night before he goes to sleep because it proves you’re just as greedy for him as he is for you.
He’ll tease you about it, of course. “You must really love me if that got ya jealous.” He’ll stop if you ask him too but he’s still going to be giddy about it.
leviathan
He’s so relieved once you’re here because he had no idea what to do. He doesn’t even realise that he’s leaning towards you.
It isn’t until the stranger leaves that he realises that he’s still extremely close to you while in a public cafe.
He instantly gets so embarrassed and wants to leave.
It doesn’t take you long to put the pieces together– so you take your orders to go and pull him outside the cafe and into a nearby park.
“S-Sorry… I know you really like that place.” Now he’s worried that you might hate him for getting embarrassed and potentially ruining the date for the two of you.
When you reassure him that it’s fine and that you can always go to some other place, he calms down enough and the situation completely dawns on him– you got jealous because you thought someone else wanted his affections (which he still isn’t completely sure of btw).
His face is flushed pink when he thinks about it. You love him enough to fight for him.
“What? Oh- uhm.. it’s nothing– just thinking about how cool you looked back in the cafe when you got jealous, hehe.” < is imagining scenarios in his head and totally planning on telling Henry 2.0 about this exciting development in your relationship.
satan
He was about to commit a crime right before you came along.
Usually, he would be better at keeping his anger in check but this is your first date in a while and he’s not about to have some rando ruin it for the two of you.
“Leave.” is all he says to them with a glare sharper than Asmo’s heels.
He calms down as soon as he sees you seated next to him once more.
“They’re lucky you came when you did. The absolute nerve of some people–” he shuts up once you kiss him on the cheek.
While the two of you eat your food, he realises that your actions may have been caused by a spur of jealousy. He’s quick to tease you about it.
“Was somebody jealous? Well, now you know how I feel whenever one of my brothers take you away.”
He thinks you’re so cute when you’re jealous, but he refrains from teasing too much lest you lightly make fun of him when he’s green with envy.
asmodeus
Don’t get him wrong, he absolutely loves attention– but not at the expense of the two of you spending time together.
As soon as you’re next to him, he stands up and pulls you even closer than you already were.
“Ugh, MC~ where were you? I was so bored.”
He’s acting all whiny and needy, pressing his face into the crook of your neck and completely ignoring the other person.
It’s not long before they turn red in the face and storm out of the cafe.
“Finally, they’re gone,” he complains, checking underneath his nails like he was afraid some of their filth might have latched itself to him.
“You’re adorable when you’re jealous, have I told you that?”
He’s so quick to tease, even though he’s 100x worse when he’s jealous.
Somehow, he’s even more clingy the rest of the date. He's holding your hand, kissing your cheek, pulling you close to him the entire time– his own way of telling you and everyone else that he’s yours and you’re his.
beelzebub
He’s pretty clueless as to what’s happening and what the stranger’s intentions are– but when you come along, his passive face instantly lights up with a smile.
He is so in love with you, that you’d have to be blind to not see the way he looks at you, like your presence alone makes his heart full.
The stranger realises that they didn’t have a chance from the beginning, and Beel doesn’t even notice them leaving.
He notices that you seem angry at something, so he gently takes your hand and seats you beside him again– handing the slightly ruined food to you.
“You look angry. You should eat, it’ll make you feel better.”
He was right, it did make you feel better. Along with him happily eating all the orders you got him.
He won’t bring up the stranger unless you bring it up, but if you do, he’ll just shrug.
“Them? I don’t know, they just came up to me and sat on our table. I don’t mind when people do that but they were interrupting our date. I didn’t want to get angry and make a scene.”
belphegor
Belphie is spoiled. And he is tired.
When someone comes and sits on your seat, trying to flirt when the two of you came in together– he is instantly pissed off.
He wants nothing more than to “make” them leave, but he can’t (at least not in the way he wants to). So he just decides to be upfront instead.
“Do you mind? That seat is taken by my s/o– the one who walked in with me, in case I need to remind you.”
When they still don’t leave, he’s very seriously considering putting a curse on them.
But before he starts the incantation, you arrive in an equally bad mood.
Recognising that it’s two against one, they roll their eyes and leave, muttering something under their breath all the way.
“That was so tiring…” < (he spoke three sentences)
If you offer to go home, he refuses, saying that you both planned this already.
“I’ll try my best to stay awake but I can’t guarantee it. When we get back home, you owe me a nap.”
The sly little bitch managed to turn the whole thing in his favour.
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I'm obsessed!
I watched the full ASMR on a YT leak, and holy shit. Bro, the way I could visualize that man during the whole damn thing. I first got into OM in 2020, just before the pandemic lockdowns, and @fyomoe can verify—I was down bad for Mammon.
No joke.
But now that I'm older and wiser, I realize I could've never landed or have been able to handle that hoe in many ways. 15 or even 16-year-old me could not bag that man in a million years.
Reflecting on how I thought back then, that RAD was basically high school, NO ITS NOT. They are straight up all physically adults, except for Luke who's supposed to be a 10-year-old (??).
I mean, in the asmr, Mammon was getting turnt-up, drinking demonus (however ur supposed to spell it), not to mention what was insinuated at the end of the series... Sure, a lot of teenagers too can get into that kinda stuff, but I find that it's highly implied that they're all "adult" demons.
This might garner some hate from younger fans, but my firm headcannon is that Luci is 28 physically, and Mammon's gotta be 26 or 27physically at least. At the youngest, the twins would be 19 or 20. Satan gives 24-25-year-old energy, Levi would be 25 or 26, and Asmo gives off the 23 vibes. I can probably expand on this some other day, but I'm gonna leave my little rant at that.
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And about the ASMR, I wanna make some headcannons or oneshots about "party animal" Mammon. LMK if you want that!
In terms of Commissions, I may take a small break from them, but they're still open, Mostly for Obey Me. I don't know the newest characters (I'm only on lvl 27), so I'm not able to do those guys just yet.
I'll tag my outgoing commissions, just so you guys are informed. I'm trying to get back into writing, so I'm only going to be accepting requests that really call out to me. My apologies, but you'll get a notification from me in the future with your commission finished.
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[ a thing i did for a secret santa exchange, dedicated to @oniriquekise this was very long overdue (the post, not the gift lol) but really study and life swept me away so much buuuuuut ik its still winter in some places so hehe have a warm one <3 , basc winter shenanigans with santa claus!asmo ]
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Clad in red from head to toe, his white beard sticks out sorely as they fall down to his chest. You pull at the beard.
"Hey!"
"Oops."
Asmodeus huffs, turning his head the other way in a sulk. You don't bother comforting him knowing seconds after, he immediately thins his frown into pursed lips instead. How predictable. And adorable.
"I didn't know you would..." You start when he gives you a peek out of the corner of his eyes, "Wear.... This."
It's a sleeveless red dress that ends just around his upper thighs, showcasing the beaut of his legs paired with short black boots. A thick black belt cinches his waist, his Santa hat worn with a tilt. Design aside, the material looks soft, inching you to gently tug it and rub in between your fingers, a soft gasp coming from Asmodeus at the gesture. Hmm... Velvet. Of course.
You take a step back moments after, done with admiring the definitely customized cloth, with what glimmering beads and white fur on both edges of the dress. Still, it's hard to believe how engaged the Devildom residents with human festivities. Said resident including the fifth demon brother apparently. Everyone knows not to wake you up this late at night. Asmodeus had apparently deemed this occasion an emergency for him to do so, only barely surviving the grunts and wrath of the only human in this house.
The pink highlights dances in his champagne locks as he finally faces you. "Well," he fidgets with the hem of his sleeve before releasing it, adorning that charming smile and gleaming eyes of his, "You wanted to see me in this. Naturally, because of course only I can pull this off with how stunning I am."
You couldn't argue with that. Not a lot of people could indulge in the beauty of both a beard and a seductive dress. Hooking one finger into his belt, you tilt your face closer to softly peck the corner of his lips. "Naturally."
The fifth born erupts into a sweet giggle and if it weren't for his hand on your chest, you would have chased after the sound even more. "Not fair. I'm the one being the Sexy Santa, why am I the one being seduced right now?" That response made you burst into a chuckle of your own, giddiness bubbling up your throat until it's too much. Until you can't control it anymore, sharing the tingling sensation up to your lips then his. He lets you.
The hallway is silent, the snow slowly piling outside the House of Lamentation, one fourth of the windows' height already being covered. The winter in Devildom is much colder than the way you remember it on Earth: The lack of sun, perhaps. Which was why when Asmodeus reaches for your hips, desperate for more body-on-body contact, you let him. It is cold.
Exchanging a few more kisses, he does gets you to stop when he tenderly pushes you away. "Alright, not anymore. Not yet. This Santa is very beautiful, yes, but," he trails off with a whine, your heart only squeezing further as your gaze catches his swollen lips. The 'thump' that follows though do manage to shift your attention and it's only then you do realize the huge sack he brought along. Raising an eyebrow at the suspiciously pine-shaped lump, you meet his honey eyes. Asmodeus only strikes a dramatic pose, throwing flying kisses to his invisible audience. "I'm the best Santa, I know."
His joy is infectious, making you sporting a grin of your own, fingers hooking on the other side of the sack to pull it together. The floors in House of Lamentation is oddly solid for a building that stood since forever, with just a few cracks in the enormous space, the ground being an easy playground for the both of you to tug the weight along. Once you reach the living room, the next two hours are spent on building the Christmas tree as you and Asmodeus delicately bring the tree pieces out of the sack.
He hums in content, moving quickly between pieces until you get to decorating. It doesn't surprise you when the first ornament you reached for is a glass ball with his portrait painted all over. Or the second ornament. Or the third one. Or the- Hey, isn’t that your face? You silently poke the ball onto his face and he blinks in surprise, "Hm? Oh yeah, you look suuuuu-per cute there, I just had to~ ♡" He takes the ball then out of your hand, tiptoeing his way to secure the ball on the highest spot.
And when he's being so sweet, what kind of a partner are you for if you're not there to reward him with another kiss?
Keeping it short, you try to be mindful of his very "serious" work. With him by your side, or rather you by his since this is his thing after all, the following time passes by smoothly as he goes on to drop off his presents by his brothers' bedroom door. They all vary in shapes, one being a big thin square resembling a vinyl record, one being too abstractly shaped that you catch on it being a figurine from the first sight, another being just an envelope— Asmodeus had mouthed to you it was "thousands of food vouchers" so you're pretty confident the recipient appreciates it. Even down to the wrapping paper, your boyfriend had made sure to personalize each of them. Clearly he had put in too much effort for just one night, the evidence being the current position you're in after all that Santa Claus-ing, him lying on the couch with you on top.
You let your eyes linger on the short pointer on the clock pointing to four, slumping down even further against Asmodeus's chest when you finally let your eyes rest, the fur of his dress an appreciated comfort. You hear his breath near your ears, his heartbeat thumping to a slow beat alongside yours, the constant ticking in the background. Just a couple hours more, and you'll have to share him with the world.
The thought makes you fuzzy. You hope Asmodeus will only receive more and more love: Particularly because he's not good at it, receiving, you mean.
'But you alone is enough and more for me, you know?', you can almost hear him respond if you were to say it aloud. That somehow makes your chest warmer and warmer.
In such world, your feelings alone would survive the two of you through the harshness of winter.
Note: I have a love-hate relationship with Valentines day but it's a really cute holiday! Hope you guys have fun :]
Warnings: Sappy love, fluff
Lucifer:
- It's cannon he's been in many relationships so I don't think it's his first rodeo
- He cleans up your room while you're at work. Washes your bedding+other laundry, makes your bed and folds your laundry, does some vacuuming.
-He doesn't go through your drawers or anything just tries to make it a bit neater so you can come home and not worry about cleaning up
- He gets you gifts based on things you like. If you like to make jewellery he'll get a couple kits from a hobby store to make together. If you like comfy clothes, he'll customise a set of pyjamas for you, etc.
- He'll jot down notes of things you like all January. He makes sure to ask at the beginning of January what your dream Valentines day activity would be in hopes you forget about it over the month
- I feel like he wouldn't ask for what he wants but he enjoys doing things together. He's a bit of a sap so he uses Valentines day to show it more.
- I feel like he'd be a sucker for roses. Get him white and red roses with a little note and he'll never forget it.
- He might get you some little things on Valentines day if it's on a week day and use the weekend to do more.
- He'd love make dinner with you but he has your favourite restaurant on standby in case Beel walks in-
- Watching movies together in his room cause his bed is bigger, taking your blankets and pillows into his room cause you're spending the night there.
-He tears up a little at the end of the night, when you're sleeping in his arms. He hopes this is the most memorable Valentines day you'll ever have
Mammon:
- He's a sap but in the "idk what I'm doing" way
- Anything he knows about you leaves his brain
- He gets you flowers and chocolate and sprays his cologne on a hoodie for you
- He'll probably take you for a drive and show you all his favourite places (Spoiler. It's the places you first met, took your first date at, had all your firsts at)
- He'll cry remembering how it started. how you ended up in his life and all the things you've been through
- He takes you through a drive through and you eat in the parking lot. He has your shared playlist playing quietly in the background while you both talk about your days and your memories together
- I feel like he wouldn't need anything. He just wants you
- But if you got him a new sweater or watch he was looking at, he'd be extremely happy.
- I also feel like he likes sunflowers
Leviathan:
- He's never had a Valentine before, he also would be too scared to ask
- He'd slip a note under your bedroom door that says "Wanna be my Valentine?" and when you agree he gets really happy but also nervous that you're kidding or are doing it out of pity
- After much reassurance you set up plans together
- You guys watch your favourite anime together, build the anime figurines Levi's been putting off together, play games, order food
- You probably sneak out later to go walk to a convenience store to get snacks and drinks and go fuck around at a park
- I think he'd buy your snacks for you and pick up a stuffy for you
- He isn't overly sure what you like in the flowers and such department but he tries
- I feel like he isn't a big flower person tbh
Satan:
- Romantic slut man
- He makes you a goody bag. He writes a love letter with references to the books you've read together, makes a kiss print sweater like the ones on tiktok (Got the idea from Asmo sending him stuff of what to do for you), got you the snacks you like, a gift card to the places you like and a lamb stuffy that reminds him of you
- He likes lavender for sure
- I feel like getting him a nice lavender room spray to help him relax while he reads, a cat stuffy, the book he's been dying to read but is always in use at the library and a new blanket would be perfect for him (I am absolutely projecting, and what)
- Making a blanket for with him and watching the movie adaptations to the books you like is everything. Go to a cat cafe to get lunch before going shopping and putting the gift card he got you to use
Asmo:
- Oh lordy lord
- Bath bomb, rose petals, wine, your favourite show, the kiss print sweater but I feel like he'd do matching pants (You'll NEVER guess where he put the kisses!!!*REAL* *NOT CLICKBAIT*), spa day, a cute lunch and dinner date, SO MANY PICTURES
- He wants to spoil you. Give you everything romantic he could possibly think of
- He likes lilies. lilys? Idfk you get the idea
- He also would love to make stuff together! I also feel like Asmo draws up a little map of all the places you had your firsts and put little Polaroid pictures of those days next to the spots
- Taking him shopping and getting to go home, do a little fashion show, try all the new makeup he got one each other, make the teddy bear you got him smell like you, get him new blankets/candles/decorations for his room. He'd be so happy
- I feel like as much as Valentines day is the day of love and he'd flirt a lot, he'd keep sex out of the plans (Unless you want it but than after the fact he'll complain about needing to catch up on the other plans he made lol)
- He loves you for so much more than your body and especially cause he's the Avatar of lust he want to prove it's not just his sin getting in the way
Beel:
- He gets you comfy clothes, snacks, and other stuff you like! If you have your ears pierced or have other piercings he'll get you cute jewellery, get you a necklace to match. If you like cats, he'll get you a sweater with cat ears and a cat stuffy
- He worries about getting you flowers because if they smell good he'll want to eat them-
- On the note he for sure likes edible flowers like hibiscus, rose, lavender and chamomile. I'd recommend getting him flowers in the way of getting flower flavoured things
- He would appreciate ordering food from all the places you've been on dates so you can have a trip down memory lane while eating (He absolutely asked Asmo for that idea)
- I feel like he'd ask his brothers and your friends for ideas cause as much as he knows you, you probably admit to like different or more stuff with friends
- He asks you to show him all your favourite movies, current and childhood. He wants to know how you became the amazing person he fell in love with
- He wouldn't want much for Valentines day. Candy and like I said, flower flavoured things would be enough for him. If you get him anything else please do not make it food related he will chew on it. Getting him new clothes and stuff based off his movie would make him really happy
Belphie:
- Blanket, both of the fluffy and weighted variety. Cow stuffy. New sweater.
-I would try and steer clear of stuff to make him sleep harder but he's a comfy kinda guy so it's hard
- Star themed pyjamas and hair clips. Or bleaching his favourite constellations on a black hoodie. He'll wear it everywhere
- I feel like he'd like white roses and dahlias
- His ideal date would be getting food, going to the planetarium and talking, listening to music, looking at the stars, etc. And than going home and napping with his new blanket and in his new pyjamas.
- He'd get you snacks, a hoodie and shorts that are your favourite colour, get you a new pillow that he'd test out first to make sure it was comfy.
- And ofc he'd get you stuff you like. Your favourite perfume, stuff based on movies/shows/anime you like.
- He'd get a little sappy and tell you he's so glad your still with him. That you're his
Genre: Fluff, Hurt + Comfort, angst but with a happy ending!
Summary: The brothers have had a particularly hard day, and you decide to make their favorite dinner to cheer them up. Unfortunately, it backfires, and now they’ve accidentally made you upset. It’s their turn to cheer you up instead.
Content/Warnings: Hurt/Comfort, slight angst with a happy ending, sensitive reader, the brothers being uncharacteristically mean due to stress, Beelzebub showing his emotional intelligence, Lucifer has no idea how to apologize
*Asmodeus uses he/she pronouns
*Levi is autistic
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“Watch it, stupid human!” Mammon hissed as he passed by you in the hall, bumping your shoulder and nearly knocking you to the ground.
“O-Oh, sorry Mammon!” You called after him, but he didn’t even turn back to you.
“Listen here, human,” He growled over his shoulder, “I have five tests I have to get through today and like, a million assignments due tonight, so stay the hell out of my way today, got it?!”
You didn’t even get a chance to respond before he had disappeared around the corner and into a classroom.
You sighed, gaze falling to your shoes as you solemnly made your way to your first period class.
This was not the first of these “mishaps” to happen today.
It seems that all of the brothers had some reason or another to be stressed; they all had important exams scheduled for today, and not to mention their countless other responsibilities outside of school.
Like Satan, who wasn’t supposed to be working after school today but had been booked for a shift anyways because his boss was, as he so elegantly put it, “a huge fucking asshole with no respect for anyone but himself.” The harsh words hadn’t been directed at you, but the icy cold glare he gave you while he said them made it feel that way.
Or Lucifer, who was up to his eyes in paperwork. He wasn’t sure how but it was ten times worse that usual, and each new paper on his desk was another grey hair. His head was pounding with a stress induced migraine that never seemed to really go away. He says he’s had a headache for the past hundred years.
Or Asmodeus, who had a photo shoot directly after school that would run for god knows how long, and she simply could not find a way to squeeze in any homework despite the fact that he was swamped with it at the moment. He was in too deep to cancel the shoot now, which meant his grades would surely suffer. Not to mention that the stress would surely give him acne, which was only making her stress out more!
The entire day it felt like they were rushing past you without so much as a glance, often disrupting you with their franticness and sometimes even rudeness. You knew they didn’t mean it, but it still hurt when Lucifer angrily snapped at you or Satan sent a sarcastic comment your way.
Fortunately, you knew just how to lighten the mood!
Although you didn’t fancy yourself a chef, the brothers always loved when you cooked authentic human food. Even something like mac and cheese was enough to cheer them up after a long day. You decided on a simple pasta recipe, something filling and easy to make for so many people.
You were only halfway through when you heard Lucifer enter the kitchen behind you.
“Oh, Lucifer! I was hoping you’d be a bit later, I have a surprise cooking…”
“What?”
Oh. He didn’t sound nearly as happy as you were hoping.
“W-Well, remember that pasta you all loved? I decided to make it for you! I figured it would take dinner duty off your hands and maybe make you all feel better after such a rough day, so—“
“Human, I already had everything ready for what I was going to make.”
His voice had a slight growl to it, a clear sign of his anger.
“I know,” You sighed, “b-but I thought—“
“Well you thought wrong. My brothers are already expecting the casserole I was going to make, and I already went through the work of prepping and storing the ingredients so I could just throw it together when I got home. Everything’s been so upside down today, I just want this one thing to stay on schedule.”
You really couldn’t blame him for that one. If there was one thing Lucifer hated, it was when plans changed. He needed everything to have an order, and if it didn’t he would get very upset very easily.
“Lucifer, I know you’re stressed, but you’re clearly exhausted. Why don’t you go rest while—“
“No, human!”
Seems that was the final straw. Although it wasn’t rare for Lucifer to get heated when scolding his brothers, he never raised his voice at you like that.
“I don’t care what you think you’re doing, I need you out! You can make your stupid pasta another night. The last thing I need is for you to muck up the one thing that hasn’t already been ruined today, so I suggest you scurry off to your room and stay there!”
You stumbled back, nearly falling before you caught yourself on the counter. You couldn’t look him in the eyes; you couldn’t even stand the thought of being in the same room. You could feel the familiar burning in your throat and the way your chest tightened as the tears began to fill up your eyes and blur your vision. You decided to give him what he wanted, and ran upstairs to your room as fast as you could. You passed Beel on the way, who opened his mouth to greet you but hardly got out a syllable as you rushed past. He could tell something was terribly wrong from the way you hid your face and teary eyes, and the way you slammed your door.
He immediately headed to the kitchen, only to see a half stunned Lucifer staring at the doorway you ran out of. He turned his attention away when he saw Beel, though, pretending that nothing was wrong. When his brother inquired about what had happened, Lucifer merely shrugged. He was overcome with emotion; yes, he felt terrible for scaring you off, but he also had six brothers who needed dinner and so many other tasks to worry about that he couldn’t make himself take pause. He figured he would deal with it later.
You had collapsed beside your bed and hid your face in your knees. You didn’t know what else to do. You’d lost your appetite and certainly didn’t want to go down for dinner, and you didn’t want to bother any of the brothers after everything that had happened. You had tried hard not to be upset and especially not to cry, to tell yourself that he didn’t mean it, but it didn’t matter. The fact that Lucifer would ever treat you that way—that ANY of the brothers would treat you the way they had today—was simply too much.
Beel was the first one to come see you. He knocked about fifteen minutes after you’d first shut yourself in, calling your name and asking if it was okay to enter. All you could muster was a hum in response.
He opened the door slowly, sticking his hand in first and revealing that he was holding a bag of blood strawberry candies. This specific kind were incredibly hard to find, limited edition with special colors, which means that he must’ve pulled them out of his secret stash.
“Hey, you alright?” He asked as he poked his head in, and you gave no response.
“Sorry, stupid question. Can I sit with you?”
You only nodded, scooting over a bit and making room for him.
“Want one?” He held out the open bag to you and shook it.
You reached your hand in and took one, putting it in your mouth without so much as a word. Beel did the same, though he preferred to munch on an entire handful at once. You both sat in silence for a few moments, and Beel didn’t speak until he had swallowed.
“So, wanna talk about it?”
You weren’t really sure. You just shrugged. It would feel nice to get it off your chest, sure, but venting to Beel about how mean he and his brothers had been today would feel terrible, even if Beel wasn’t anywhere near the worst offender.
“…Can I take a guess?”
You nodded once more, slipping your hand into the bag for another few candies.
“Well, I saw Lucifer in the kitchen. He seemed pretty shaken up. Does that have do with it?”
Your silence was all the answer he needed.
“I figured. Look, I…I know we haven’t been the nicest today. I think we all owe you an apology. We’re all stressed and tensions were crazy high, though that’s not an excuse…and I’m sorry for growling at you at lunch. I was really hungry…”
You couldn’t help but giggle at that last part. It was kind of shocking at the time, but you could laugh at it now.
You had many of these kinds of talks with Beelzebub. He was the most emotionally intelligent of the brothers, he just didn’t speak enough to let it on. The truth was he saw and heard everything, he was just better at picking his battles and shutting his trap than the others. Whenever it was just you and him, though, he always found a way to open your eyes. As long as he wasn’t hungry he was calm, cool and collected, and hardly anything bothered him.
“It’s okay, Beel…thank you.”
He sighed in relief when he finally heard you speak. He moved in a bit closer, allowing you to rest your head on his shoulder.
The next one to visit was Mammon, who was not near as subtle has his brother. He came barging in, clearly worried, and had to be shushed by Beel when he yelled your name.
“Shit, sorry…” He muttered, making sure to close the door extra quietly.
“Beel sent a text to the family group chat, are you okay?” Mammon looked you over for a few seconds, and when he didn’t see anything physically wrong, he sat down on the opposite side of you from Beel.
“I’m a little better now, thanks…”
Mammon was silent for a few moments, mouth hanging half open as he tried to find words. Eventually he gave up on words all together, instead reaching into the bag you’d just noticed he brought with him. He pulled out a small bouquet of flowers, all fresh and dewy, and your favorite color too.
“Look, I know I was kind of an ass today…okay, I was a TOTAL ass today—“
He paused to smile at your laughter. Good, he was doing this right.
“—A-And I know this doesn’t make up for it, but I’m not good with words so…I figured I would do better if I could give you something with my apology…”
You gently took the flowers from his hand, taking a deep breath and inhaling their subtle scent. Mammon stared at you expectantly, watching for any sign of disapproval. Fortunately, he found absolutely none.
“Thank you, Mammon. Apology accepted.” You punctuated your sentence with a kiss on his cheek, making his face heat up a bit.
“Hey, can I have one too?” Beel asked through a mouthful of candy, and of course you had to oblige.
The next two were Satan and Asmodeus, who as usual came as a packaged deal.
“Hey love, how are you doing?” Asmodeus asked in a soft tone. When it came to comfort, he was the best in the whole Devildom. Satan trailed in behind him, hugging a book to his chest.
“I’m okay, Asmo.”
“I’m sure you are, but I’m about to make you much better.”
Asmo presented you with a small white box, which he opened to reveal a red velvet cupcake with a heart sugar topper.
“I saw this in the window of a shop today, and I just had to get it for you. A treat as sweet as my human!” She booped your nose playfully before closing the box and setting it to the side.
He took your hand in his gently, stroking your knuckles with his thumb.
“Satan here isn’t much for apologies, so I agreed to do his for him. I am very, so very sorry for how rude I was today, love bug. And Satan is very sorry for being a…what was it? ‘Total fucking asshole?’”
“Watch it, Asmo,” Satan scolded, but his feigned glare quickly turned into a grin at Asmo’s sly giggle.
“It’s okay guys, really. You didn’t have to do all this…” You assured them. You felt sort of guilty to be honest, getting such unusual special treatment from them even if the attention was nice.
“Don’t talk like that love,” Asmodeus replied, “I have no idea what came over us today, but you could at least give us a chance to make up for it.”
“Besides, it’ll give me a chance to make Lucifer look bad, so I’m all in.” Satan joked. He and Asmo both settled in next to you as well.
Leviathan was next, awkwardly standing in the doorway for a few moments before speaking.
“U-Uh, I wasn’t really sure what the state of things would be when I walked in, so—“
He held up the variety of things he had brought, sporting a lopsided smile.
“—I have ear defenders, some chewelry, and that really soft blanket I know you love. Y-You can keep it all for as long as you need.”
Levi knelt in front of you and pushed all the offerings towards you. Your hand hovered over all of them, but eventually you decided on the blanket. You held it close and rubbed it against your face, relishing the blissfully mellow texture and the subtle smell of Levi’s room before wrapping it around yourself.
Levi tried to contain himself, to take time to find the right words the way you’d taught him, but he was so overcome with emotion he couldn’t wait.
“Oh gosh, I’m so sorry!” He blurted out, louder than he meant to be. “Shoot, sorry…I-I don’t mean to yell, I just feel terrible. I didn’t even realize how mean I was being at the time but then I thought about how awful it would feel if you were saying it to me, and—a-and—“
This stopped him dead in his tracks. He quickly shut his mouth, looking down at the floor in slight embarrassment. You reached a hand up to gently stroke his cheek as you thanked him for the thoughtfulness he had shown.
Belphegor slinked in a minute or so later, yawning as he greeted you.
“Am I late to the party? Sorry, I was asleep. That was the first nap I’ve managed to have all day. Guess that’s why I was being so cranky…”
Belphegor lazily trudged over, his exhaustion clear on his face as he laid his head in your lap.
“Sorry about that, by the way. Hope you didn’t wanna punch my lights out too badly.”
“Oh come now Belphie, I would never.” You argued, reaching down to scratch his head. He stretched and pushed into the touch, sighing with relief when you found just the right spot. He got comfortable very quickly, almost immediately drifting off to sleep.
There was a sizable gap between Belphie’s arrival and Lucifer’s. He had seen the text when it first came out, but tried to ignore it. When no one, not even Beel came down for dinner, though, he knew he had to go see you. He paced around the kitchen for twenty minutes before finally gathering the courage.
The sound of your door opening made everyone freeze as they looked over. Lucifer’s expression was hard to decipher; you couldn’t tell if he was sad, angry, guilty, or all of the above.
He was silent as he walked over, eyes fixated on you even though you were looking anywhere but him. He knelt down in front of you, letting out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding as he started to speak.
“Human…” He began slowly, feeling the eyes of all six of his brothers, scrutinizing every move he made. He sort of deserved it, though. After such a terrible screw up his apology had to be perfect.
“I’ve come to say that I’m…sorry for how I’ve been acting.”
This made you look up with wide eyes. You expected him to beat around the bush, if you’re being completely honest. You’d heard Lucifer “apologize,” sure, but never once actually say “sorry,” his pride wouldn’t let him.
The most surprising part though, was that he kept going.
“I was dismissive of you all day, and on top of that I yelled at you when you were only trying to help because I always need to do things myself. I’m sorry. You deserve better than that—“
He was cut off when you had suddenly wrapped him in a tight hug, squeezing him with all your might. It took him a few moments to process what had happened, but when he did he hesitantly returned the gesture.
“I forgive you, Luci…” You whispered, just loud enough for him to hear.
He patted your back, allowing you to pull away from the hug when you were ready instead of pushing you away. He couldn’t help but gaze into your eyes for a bit longer than he meant to when you withdrew from the hug.
“Alright then,” He began as he stood back up, leaving everyone else quite confused. “We’ve got dinner downstairs that’s going to be cold soon, so how about you all help me bring it upstairs and we’ll eat in here instead?”
“Woah, really?!” Mammon gasped, “You never let us eat in our rooms! Wow, you must feel really shitty!”
This promptly earned him an elbow to the ribs from Asmodeus.
“Don’t worry human, I’ll grab yours for you,” Lucifer said right as you began to stand. “You stay here.”
Each brother gave you a kiss on the cheek as they left, some lingering longer than others. When no one was looking, though, Lucifer pulled you into a real kiss before he too was out the door (though not before flashing you a smile).
You sat there for a while, enjoying the silence and your own company, when you felt your DDD go off. It was a text from Lucifer.
Luci
Hey, just so you know, I got your pasta out of the oven. It was amazing 💙
