can we maybe get some demon au stuff for any other characters? like techno, wilbur, sam, phil? what sins would each of them have? techno as wrath probably? wilbur as envy? if any of them know the demonteam boys? just anything you'd be willing to write thank you!
finally got off my ass and wrote something for this bc i wrote another request and went 'hmm... might wanna establish these guys in the universe before they're just hanging out in the middle of this one'.
I might make an analysis thing of what all the demons in this universe specialize in but idk
“But babyyy-”
“No buts,” you told Dream, fluttering around your house cleaning so he couldn’t use his puppy eyes on you. “Tubbo’s family are old friends and his dad arranged a nice, romantic getaway for him and his wife and doesn’t want her to worry about the kids. The girls are going to their friends’ houses but Tommy and Tubbo can’t be trusted alone so I offered to let them stay here for the weekend.” You looked up from wiping the coffee table to give him your best ‘do what I say or you’re going to be so far in the doghouse you’re never getting out’ look. “So you can either wear the glamour or go home for the weekend like Sapnap.”
He pouted but quickly cast the glamour spell, more eager to suffer the aches he’d get from spending two days in glamour than he was to suffer two days without you. He might be getting a tad clingy, he thought, but decided as long as he didn’t admit it you couldn’t prove it.
“Good boy,” you chirped, leaning onto your tippy toes to place a kiss on his cheek (he also had to lean down but you couldn’t feel self-conscious about your height when you were comparing yourself to a literal demon).
“Everything feels tight,” he grumbled, nuzzling his nose against the crown of your head. “And my head’s gonna be pounding from having my horns hidden away.”
“And I will rub your temples all week if you need it,” you promised, leaving his arms at the knock on the door. “But if you scare those boys you’re gonna be sleeping on the couch again.” He mumbled something like ‘yeah, yeah,’ as you went to open the door, smiling at the two teens. “Hey, you two, come on in.”
“Thanks for letting us stay over, big man,” Tubbo chirped with a grin.
“Yeah, I can’t believe his parents don’t trust us alone!” You gave Tommy a look and he smiled sheepishly. “Alright, I can believe it, but it’s still rude.”
You chuckled, ruffling his hair as you led them into the house. “Well, I do have a friend hanging out this weekend, but he’s not too bad. This is-”
“You,” Dream growled, making you freeze in shock as he loomed over the three of you.
Tommy yelped, hiding behind you and pulling Tubbo to do the same. “Hehe, fancy seeing you here, Big D-”
“I told you not to call me that.”
“Whoa,” you calmly said, holding a hand up to Dream’s chest- not pushing him away, but a warning to back up. “You two know each other?”
He glared over your shoulder. “That little weasel-”
“Hey,” you snapped this time, watching his attention finally shift to you and his expression turned to shock that you were chastising him on this. “I don’t care how or why you two know each other, he’s just a kid, Dream, and you need to be the adult here.”
“That,” he hissed, jabbing a finger over your shoulder, “is no child. He’s-”
“AH, AH, AH,” Tommy yelled out, violently shaking his head at Dream behind your back. “Don’t listen to him, big man, I’m just a little kid, protect me from the bully!”
You raised an eyebrow at the uncharacteristic words, the other joining it when Dream suddenly clammed up, eyeing Tubbo like the boy didn’t know something. When you peeked behind you you saw the two teens eyeing you the same way- oh.
“Tommy,”
“Oh, hell,” Tubbo muttered, recognizing the ‘you get one chance to tell the truth before you’re on doggy cleanup duty for a week’ tone from when you used to babysit him.
“When were you going to tell me you’re a demon?”
The color ran from his face as he sheepishly scratched the back of his head. “Uh, hopefully never?” He jabbed a finger at Dream, who was still looking like he might chuck the blond out a window. “In my defense, I didn’t know you were buddy-buddy with Mister ‘Don’t-talk-to-me-or-I’ll-throw-you-in-a-pit-of-flames’!”
You whipped back around to Dream. “You did what now?!”
“It wouldn’t hurt him,” Dream tried to excuse, “...y’know, probably. He used to come find me every fucking week to ask me how to become a top-ranked sin demon and tell me how much of a better demon he was than me!”
“And I still fucking am, bitch- BIG MAN PROTECT ME!”
“Knock it off, you two,” you hissed, grabbing them both by the ear and holding them hunched over so you could see Tubbo. “I assume your parents don’t know?” He shook his head. “How the hell did you get involved in this stuff, Toby?”
“Haha, literally-”
“Shut the fuck up, you little gremlin-”
You gave their ears a quick yank to shut them up, nodding at Tubbo to speak. “...Tommy spends a lot of time blending in with humans,” he shyly started. “We became good friends and one day his brother comes to pick him up and he’s got the face of a pig.”
“Ha, classic Techno,” Dream muttered to himself. “Bastard never got the whole ‘don’t traumatize mass numbers of humans by walking around with no glamour’ thing.”
You sighed, finally letting the two troublemakers go. “As long as you’re not getting involved in the occult I guess I can not mention this to your parents.” You’d expected to move on but you watched a sly grin stretch Tubbo’s lips from cheek to cheek.
“You’re one to talk. What are you doing having sleepovers with demons, huh? Is he your boooyfrieeeend?”
“You little rat,” you hissed with a laugh as he dodged your half-hearted grab, him and Tommy running to the safety of the living room.
“Big man’s got a boyfriend, big man’s got a boyfriend!”
You shook your head with a chuckle, feeling the stress fall off your shoulders as you realized, demon or not and no matter how much they grow up, those two were the same kids you used to push on the swings after school.
“...Does this mean I don’t have to wear the glamour?”