Hii! I saw your requests were open and I thought I'd give you a hc/fic idea:
The brothers (or whoever you'd like to write for) reacting to Mc using their shampoo/ soap in the shower for whatever reason ^^
I hope this makes sense to you lol, anyways I hope you're having a wonderful day/night, don't push yourself too hard, and drink water!! You can also take any creative liberties you seem fit, or if you decide you don't want to write it I won't be offended ^^
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Thank you so much for the request!! This is absolutely adorable,
I hope everything is to your liking, Have a great rest of your day/night !!
Genre: fluff
Ship: Reader x brothers + Diavolo (individual headcanons)
TW: clingy demons, minimal cussing, no use of readers' pronouns,
second-person pov
When You Use Their Shampoo
Stepping into the shower, You were greeted with the nice hot/cool water raining from above, Going to start your routine, You reached for your shampoo bottle only to find it empty! Looking around you spotted his shampoo and conditioner, surely he wouldnât mind⌠right?
Lucifer
100% smells it on you no matter how little you used
Wonât tease you in public but as soon as yaâll are alone? Ho ho, heâll never shut up about it
Smug, the definition of smug
You had to go and inflate the ego of The Lord of Pride even more
Very possessive afterwards
Congrats, You know have a scary guard dog demon!
Mammon
He probably wouldnât even really notice at first
Heâd probably compliment how good you smell, Then would slowly realizeâŚ
Great, Now he's yelling gibberish while his face slowly gets redder and redder
âYouâre gonna give me a heart attack, donât do that to me!â But will become very clingy
If you say his shampoo smells good, he may lose his mind.
âWell of course ya wanted to smell Like the great Mammon!âÂ
Levi
Poor awkward nerd
He never saw this coming
I think he would realize you used his shampoo but wonât say anything
Flustered to the max
You have broken him
Levi.404 has stopped working, please reset.
After like the third day, Youâre gonna have to bring it up
Secretly really likes it, Wonât tell you that though
Satan
I think he is very picky about scents so he knows as soon as you walk into the room
A little bit of a tease, asking if you were trying out a new shampoo
Smug 2.0Â
He would tease you a little bit around the others but not bad
He would flood you with compliments, You using his shampoo would make him very lovey-dovey
Expect him to ask for yaâll to just use the same stuff from now on
Asmo
Oh honey, he knows.
He knew before you even got out of the shower.
But that doesn't mean he's any less excited!
Better plug your ears because he will let out the loudest squeal known to mankind
Seriously, Lucifer may come and check on yaâll helicopter mom
Asks what you do and donât like about it
He just wants you to feel as fantastic as he does when using it
Everyone will know you used his shampoo, He brings it up in every conversation
Would also 100% ask you to use his bath products 24/7
Beel
Now Beel has never been really into insane products like Asmo or Luci
So he may not really recognize it at first
If you decide to tell him, This man will become a happy demon puddle
Heâll give you a big smile and tell you youâre free to use any of his stuff at anytime
We donât deserve Beel
Will bury his face into your hair and just stay there
Takes you out to Hellâs kitchen that night just because he loves you so much
Belphie
Oh this little shit
Tease! He wonât quit bragging!!
Smug 3.0
Such a brat about it too, He wonât let anybody near you, Well of course heâd let Beel, but who wouldn't?
He has practically locked you up in the attic with him
Why go outside when yaâll can cuddle?Â
Diavolo
Has really expensive productsÂ
He may even have a custom scent
If so, Heâll know instantly that youâve used his shampoo
Heâll bring it up with a large grin on his face
When you confirm his suspicions, heâll just laugh
Heâs so happy yaâll are close enough to share things like that, You have no idea!
He may make a sly comment to Barbatos or Lucifer just because heâs a little possessive
Will follow you around like a lost puppy, Now Barbatos is mad at you because even less of his work is done
He canât help it! He just loves you!
Will be the third on my list to offer yaâll to just share bath products
I need help finding a bnha fanfic on, im pretty sure, quotev, itâs like a cross fic with obey me, but the whole plot is that the MC or y/n gets isakied to bnha but like âmade a dealâ with Lucifer and while on the run hawks find her and takes her to hpsc and the president is like âyou age to become a hero or we put you to the public for what you did and declair you a criminalâ, so y/n says âshit I donât wanna go to jailâ so she goes to ua and in the process lives with hawks cause she got nowhere to go. But after a while things start to come up and sheâs adopted by KillShot (pretty sure thatâs his hero name) the ninja one that peirced kuroguri, and thatâs where I paused reading it cause it was late but please help me find it I wanna keep reading it!! đđ
I've been thinking, "What if you were not MC but just someone that the brothers have known for a long time?" Please take note that I am not following the same settings as the game.
It's been a while denizens I'm back once again with anew fanfics for our dearest Satan.
I don't think you need any warning. Have fun reading (^~^)
Loving someone can make an individual blind. You were one of the people who didn't believe in this. Despite falling in love with Lucifer, you held on to your pride and did not hinder his love for another woman.
Before MC arrived, many anticipated that you would be Lucifer's fiance, just like your father wanted. But the moment you saw the light in Lucifer's eyes, you knew that there would be no way. Not just him, but the other brothers as well; they had taken a liking to her shortly after she arrived.
You watch silently from afar as their love blossoms. No matter how hurt you were, you never once thought of hurting her since she was the one he loved. You were happy knowing that they were happy together.
Little by little, you started to get over him, only to find yourself falling for the devil who was always by your side, but you did not want to admit it.
You thought that everything was going smoothly until you received orders from your father. He is telling you to make Lucifer take you as his wife, no matter what it takes.
Just a few days ago, a banquet was held in the Demon King's castle, and Diablo personally gave his blessing when Lucifer announced his engagement to MC.
"What should I do?" You feel like a mess, emotionally and physically exhausted.
You collected yourself and made up your mind after a few days of contemplation. You sent a letter to the House of Lamentation and tidied yourself up.
Meanwhile, at the brotherâs residence, an unexpected letter has arrived. Satan was shocked when he received an invitation letter that came from you after days of not being able to get a hold of you.
"Where are you going?" Mammon asked him when he was about to leave the table in the dining hall.
"I have some matters to attend to." He said so and quickly left.
"What was that about?" Lucifer asked when he arrived at the dining hall since he stumbled on Satan while he was on his way there.
"Donât ask us; we donât know. By the way, where is MC?" Leviathan asked.
By the time Satan arrived, you had finished tidying up and were waiting for him to arrive.
You were shocked when he rushed to your room and slammed the door open.
"Are you okay?" He asked as he rushed to you. You smiled bitterly. You were reminded that no one would ever show you this kind of concern except for him.
"Of course I am; why? Did someone tell you that I was beaten up and I am nearly dying?" You jokingly asked.
"But"
His face is full of concern.
You cut him off by saying, "As you can see, I am okay." You spread your arms wide just to let him know that you are perfectly well.
He was about to say something, but he stopped before uttering a word.
"I see. Then may I know why I was invited over?" He asked with suspicion.
You smiled at him.
"What do you mean? I simply wanted you to meet me one last time." You said that to him.
He grabbed you by your shoulder and shook you upon hearing your answer.
"What do you mean by that?" He asked, and he sounds angry.
"I meant what I meant," you told him.
"What do you mean by that? Are you going somewhere?" He asked, looking around to see if you had some luggage that you had prepared.
"Stop shaking me. I feel dizzy. I havenât taken proper sleep either," you said.
He stopped abruptly after hearing your words.
"Iâm sorry. Are you okay?" he said as he carried you to the nearest sofa.
"Iâm fine either way; stop babying me," you cried. He put you on her lap and is holding you like you are a baby. You are blushing so hard, embarrassed at what he is doing.
"Eh? Why? Donât you like me treating you this way?" he teased.
"I like it though, he said with a seemingly hurt tone.
You sighed at his response.
"Anyway, I have a favour to ask," you say, trying to lighten up the mood.
He looks at you, confused.
"A favour?" he asked.
"Yes. Actually, the truth is that." You told him your plan.
"What?! Are you serious?" He asks in a high voice.
You nod.
"I can just kill him if thatâs what you want," he said with killing intent.
You shook your head. No matter how badly you were treated by your father, you don't want Satan to kill him.
"Even if itâs you, Diablo wonât overlook it if you kill my father since our family is one of the longstanding supporters of the royal family," you reason out.
He looked down, and you know that he himself is aware that what you said is true.
"I believe you wonât let me down." You said you looked at him with hope.
"All right, I will follow you," he said, laying his head on the crook of your neck. You reddened when you felt his breathing.
"Thank you."
"All right. Now that we have talked about your problem, will you hear me out?" he said.
You sighed.
"What is it this time?" you asked, and he started to rant about how Mammon went ahead and spent a lot of grimms while he was out.
"As always, it is Mammon, I see," you said.
This is definitely not just a one-time thing, so you are pretty much used to it.
"Then why didnât you ask MC for help?" You asked. You don't know yourself; why did you even bring it up when you knew that you might feel hurt asking?
You were sure that if it were her, Mammon would definitely say yes to anything.
"MC is just too good. She would definitely go easy on him again."
You nod, and you are also aware of the fact that MC is a good human.
"I see, so you want me to be the devil who takes over the teaching of lessons to Mammon since I am not as soft as her?" You stated.
"Yes."
"Okay, then Bring him to me. The door to my torture room is always open."
"Anyway, I heard that the next banquet will be held at the Demon Kingâs castle." You said that and played with his hair, which he really liked. He reminds you of cats; was it because he loves cats so much? you thought.
"Yes, the annual celebration of the standing royalty will be held."
"Then we will execute it on that day, and I am sure that Father will be attending the banquet."
You were one hundred percent positive that he would leave, but you made a mistake.
"What are you doing here?" A dominating voice echoed.
You slowly turned back and saw your father staring at you with disgust and suspicion.
You did not utter a word and just waited for him to say anything else.
"Ha! Do you think that I am a fool?" He said that and slapped you hard enough that she was sent a few inches away. You caressed the cheek that was hit and looked down.
He continued to rumble about how you made a mistake by turning your back on him and how you are useless.
You just stay still while he speaks, waiting for the perfect opportunity.
He went closer to you, and you took the chance and stabbed him straight through the heart. You smirked, but you heard a laugh not that far from you.
"Do you think I am naive not to see the bloodlust in your eyes?" Your father spoke from a distance.
The figure in front of you vanished like smoke.
You look at him with gritted teeth.
"Father, why are you doing this? Aren't you satisfied that we are honoured in the kingdom?" you asked him.
While he was away, you discovered a lot of things that he did. He was planning on taking the throne in the first place.
He did every dirty thing imaginable and unimaginable, from abducting denizens to experimenting on them. There was not a single bad thing that he did not do in order to seize the throne.
"What do you mean honoured? No, That Bastard was just like his fatherâsomeone who doesnât deserve the throne. We are demons! We are not supposed to be kind. Did you see how they embraced that human? What a disgrace!" He exclaimed.
You wanted to laugh; did you get maltreated because of this reason? Growing up, you didnât even hear your father call your name.
The distance between you shortened, and he punched you in the stomach. You throw up blood. He grabbed you by your hair and forced you to stand.
"This slut, you are just like your mother. Why canât you just listen to what I ordered you to do?" He said. It is obvious that he is greatly enraged after being reminded of your mother.
"Is that why you killed my mother?" You asked.
"What are you talking about?" She chose to die by herself." He said it with no faint hint of sadness, regret, or whatever.
You laughed while tears streamed down your face. He just looked at you while you laughed like some crazy woman. You smiled at him bitterly and pointed a dagger in your heart.
"What are you trying to do?" Suicide? Go on! " He said.
"Do you really think that my mother just died without preparing for the future? Letâs die together. You bastard!" You said that before stabbing your heart.
You know that your mother died after putting a binding curse on both of you so that if you were killed, he would die alongside you, but she was not able to remove the reverse of it. Although it would have been a different story if he had died of old age or if he had killed himself.
He quickly realised what was going on, and in an attempt to stop you, he ran towards you. At the same time, footsteps came from many people.
"Y/N!" A voice came from a person whom you knew well, but he was too late.
The dagger was already in your heart, and you coughed up blood once again.
The next thing you knew, you were on the floor. You can see Satan running towards you.
Why did you come? Are you an idiot? you thought.
He saw your father crawling towards you with blood all over him, and Satan kicked him away from you before heading your way.
"Y/N; please no. Hold on tight; I will save you no matter what," he said as he put his hand on his cheeks.
Itâs the first time you've ever seen him cry.
"Why are you crying, dummy?" You asked.
"How could you ask me that? You promised me. You promised me you'd be safe," he says while continuous tears flow.
"Yeah, and Iâm sorry for breaking my promise to you."
"Please donât do this to me, Y/N. I l-lo-love you," he said, sobbing.
You smiled bitterly.
As I have thought, I really did fall for you. you thought.
You know that he loves you, but you pretend not to know.
"Maybe if you had told me that earlier, I would have dated you," you said jokingly.
You coughed up more blood; you know you donât have much time left.
"Perhaps in the next life you will date me?" You asked him.
He nods his head while gripping your hand, which he has been holding since awhile ago.
"Tantan I love you," You said, smiling.
Those were the last words Satan had heard from the only woman he had ever loved.
On that day, a loud cry from the basement was heard. An agonising heart that was left with wounds.
He walks with a bouquet of flowers in his hand; he kneels and leaves it.
"Iâm here again, Y/N." He said it with a smile.
He proceeded to tell stories, like he always does whenever he visits.
"Satan, letâs go!" Lucifer screams from afar.
"Iâll be there in a bit, he shouted back.
"I will get going now. Iâll visit again." He said that and got up.
After walking for a few meters, he stopped and looked back.
"Iâll be waiting for you, no matter how long it takes." He said goodbye and left with a genuine smile and the hope that someday he will be able to meet you again.
A/N: I really loved writing this one! Please reblog if you enjoy! <3
Warnings: Angst, sad angel, kissing in the rain
Pairing: Simeon x GN!MC
Words: 3581
â¨My Masterlistâ¨
Just as soon as your professor dismisses class, you pull out your DDD. Youâre supposed to meet up with a certain angel today. Youâve been spending quite a bit of time together recently. And you couldnât be more thrilled. Heâs such a sweet person and youâre glad to call him your friend. He radiates warmth and love and⌠Well, you suppose thatâs just what angels doâ
Your eyes bulge out of your head when you see your most recent message. You stifle a laugh behind your hand. He canât possibly mean what you think he does; you canât wait to find out what this translates to. You double check what it says and grab your bag, laughing as you walk to your meeting place.
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âI just donât understand,â Simeon starts, a crease forming on his forehead. âWhy were the emojis I sent⌠inappropriate?âÂ
âSimeon, a lot of people use the eggplant emoji to meanâŚâ You glance around the mostly-empty hallway, and rise up on your toes to whisper in his ear. As soon as youâre finished explaining, his cheeks darken and his eyes are wider than you thought possible. Heâs too cute for this world, you think as he raises a gloved hand to cover his mouth.
âSo, you see now why I was sort of confused. Right?â You ask, a dusting of pink on your own face.Â
âOh dear, MC. Iâ I apologize.â Simeon cringes, realizing what heâd accidentally done. He could die of embarrassment.Â
You laugh and pat the technologically clueless angelâs arm. Heâs so special. Kind, smart, funny. But, despite being thousands of years old, somehow naive at times. âItâs okay. I knew you didnât mean it like that.â
âDo any other symbols have secret meanings?â He asks, a scared look in his eyes. You stand next to him as he scrolls through his emoji keyboard and point out the ones that could have not-so-angelic meanings.
âThat means what?!â Simeon asks, in disbelief, when you reach the sweat droplets emoji. His face is burning. And yours is no different. âI⌠canât believe Iâve been sending it to Luke when itâs hot out.â
âIâm sure Luke has no idea. It only means that in⌠certain contexts. Like, if you paired it with an eggplant,â you explain softly. He sighs, thankful that at least he isnât somehow sending dirty texts to his pseudo-child. Then he puts his phone away, unwilling to learn more.
âSo, um, would you like to come over for some leftover eggplant parmesan?â Simeon asks, his eyes on the ground and his face warm.
âSure.â You try your best not to laugh, but when your eyes meet his, you canât help it.
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Simeon had been drawn to you since the day you met. You were easy to talk to. You were sweet and friendly and helpful. You gave off a light, some sort of beacon in the darkness of the Devildom. He wasnât sure where that light came from. Or why he could see it. Until recently.
He has feelings for you. Of this, he is certain. They are undeniable and unrelenting. And, as much as they frighten him, he canât shake them. Whatâs more, he doesnât want to.
So, thatâs why heâs been walking you home. Heâs in love and heâs not sure what to do about it, so heâs decided to follow you like a puppy as long as youâll let him. And last week, when he invited you over for leftovers, you didnât laugh in his face. (Okay, well, you did, but only because heâs technologically illiterate.)Â
Besides inadvertently sexting you, Simeon thinks he must be doing something right. He cringes inwardly, remembering how heâd felt when he learned that people had some pretty vulgar uses for cartoonized fruits. But he shakes that away.
For the past week, or maybe longer, heâs been trying to find the courage to tell you how he feels. And while heâs written these feelings before, he canât say heâs ever felt them. And there is a stark difference.Â
For instance, when heâs writing, he controls each charactersâ feelings and responses. He knows what one will say, because he knows what the othersâ reaction will be. What if you were to go off-script? The idea is nauseating.Â
So, now, on the walk to the House with you, heâs anxious. His stomach is in knots, and not just because he let Solomon help with dinner the night before. The two of you are walking side-by-side and he can vaguely hear you prattling about something, but he has no idea what. Because his heart is pounding in his ears. And he can barely focus on moving his legs in time to walk with you.
âDonât you think so, Simeon?â You ask, looking up at him.
At the sound of his name, he gives you a confused look. âIâm sorry, what?â
âWerenât you paying attention?â Your eyebrows are scrunched.
âIâm afraid I wasnât. My mind was elsewhere.â He admits, looking away sheepishly.
You smile, âOh, itâs okay. I was just saying how weird it is that itâs always night down here. Iâm still not entirely used to it.â
Was it night? Heâd hardly noticed. Your smile has that effect on him.
âOh, yeah. It is strange. Of course, where Iâm from, you get neverending sun.â He replies.Â
âHuh. That sounds kinda⌠awful. No offense.âÂ
Simeon laughs at your honesty. âItâs a big change, but a welcome one. I rather enjoy the night. How about you? Do you miss the sun?âÂ
The two of you are approaching the stoop of the House. Heâs running out of time!Â
âOh yeah, I miss daytime for sure,â you say, rummaging through your bag. âIâm always terrified to walk anywhere alone here.â You add before triumphantly pulling out your keys.
Simeon is well aware of the dangers of the Devildom. He canât imagine how frightening it must be to a human. The thought of anything happening to youâŚÂ Â
âIâd be happy to accompany you anywhere you go.â Simeon offers.Â
Your eyes widen and you start to smile. âReally? Thatâs so sweet.â
He merely nods. Oh Father, his palms are sweating. That ruins his plan to hold your hands and pour his heart out. Think quicker! Simeon takes a deep breath as you turn to unlock the door.Â
âMC?â He says, softly. Nervously.Â
You turn back towards him, just in time for him to swoop down and place a kiss on your forehead, taking you by surprise. Your mouth drops open and you drop your keys. And you donât have time to respond, because as soon as you feel it, heâs gone in a blur of white.
Simeonâs face is on fire as he soars through the dark, Devildom sky. He did it! He did it! Wait⌠He did what exactly?Â
As he nears his own dormitory, he realizes that, instead of confessing his feelings to you, heâd slapped a kiss to your head and flew away. Like a coward.Â
âOh, feathers,â he says, bringing a hand to his own forehead. Maybe he at least got the point across?
You press your fingertips to the searing spot on your forehead, wondering what had come over the angel. You step into the House, still confused. Do⌠Do angels just spontaneously kiss their friends on the head?Â
Stranger things have happened, I guess, you think as you step into the entrance hall, noting the cow hanging from the chandelier. âHi Belphie.â
âHmmph.âÂ
âAre you⌠asleep?â You ask, but donât get a response. Lucifer mustâve strung him up for skipping class. You continue to your room and start to tap out a text. As soon as itâs sent, your heart does a flip.
Thereâs a knock on your door and, before you have time to pretend you arenât there, it swings open revealing the Avatar of Lust. âHi Asmo. Whatâs up?â You say, trying your best to seem normal.
âHey darling, I just wanted to ask if this top looks okay with this necklââ He pauses and gives you a once over, a smirk forming on his lips. âWhatâs got you so blushy?â
âWhat? Iâm not blushy,â you deny, though you can feel the warmth in your cheeks. Asmo sits down next to you.
âYes you are. And I thought only I could fluster you so.â He sighs, dejectedly falling backwards onto your mattress with an arm over his face.
âSimeon kissed me,â you blurt out. Asmo sits up immediately, with a grave look on his lovely face.
âHe what?âÂ
âI⌠uh, he kissed me on the forehead.â You explain, pointing to the spot.Â
Asmo furrows his brows, âThatâs⌠odd.â
âIt is?âÂ
âI⌠Sweetie.â Asmo takes a breath and exhales slowly. Instead of his usual, cheerful expression, he wears a serious one. âOur little sister, Lilith. She fell in love with a humanâŚâ He trails off, letting you fill in the blanks.Â
âOh. RightâŚâ Your heart clenches and your hands clutch your DDD.
Asmodeus smiles sadly and puts an arm around your shoulders. âDonât look so sad, dear. Maybe⌠Maybe He is more forgiving now.â He offers, but he doesnât look convinced.
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Simeon is still kicking himself for flying away like an idiot when his DDD makes a noise. It is, however; the special noise that it always makes when you text him, so he grabs it.Â
You can kiss me properly next time. If you want to. <3
He reads it several times and has a smile on his face for the rest of the evening.Â
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Youâd spent all night fretting over your situation. And you had eventually come to the decision that it was too risky for you to pursue Simeon any longer. For his sake, you had to put a stop whatever it was you had. Even if it broke both your hearts.
But, you supposed letting him walk you home one last time would be all right. So, youâre walking silently beside him, trying to figure out how to let him down gently.
âMC, may I take you up on what you said last night?â Simeon asks as you near the gate, shaking you from your thoughts.
Youâd been hoping that heâd forgotten the message, so you wouldnât have to turn him down. But⌠Now that heâs here looking at you like that, you canât refuse. You nod slowly and he exhales before leaning down to press his lips against yours.Â
His lips are soft. And warm. And angelic.Â
You pull away abruptly. âI, uh, really need to head inside. Iâve got cooking duty tonight!â You lie, rushing up the stairs to the door.Â
âDo you need any help?â He offers.
âNo, no. Itâs fine. Iâll see you later!â You wave, then shut the door and leave the angel alone on the walkway confused.Â
He was so sure that youâŚÂ
Maybe he was wrong.
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Once Simeon gets home, he goes to ask for advice from his only other human friend. He finds Solomon in his bedroom, reading a dusty-looking book. The sorcerer listens intently as Simeon breaks down his last few interactions with you.Â
âI just donât understand. I thought⌠See, they said yes, but then they froze up and rushed into the house.â Simeon says, recounting his most recent encounter.
Solomon thinks for a moment. âMaybe they just got nervous.â
âHmm.â Simeon considers it a possibility. âWhat do you think I should do now?â
âTry to be more direct? Tell them exactly how you feel.â Solomon says with a smile before turning the page.
Simeon nods. He can do that.
Wrong.Â
Over the course of two weeks, he spends approximately six minutes alone with you. Youâve started walking home with one of your demonic housemates every day. You donât answer your messages as quickly as before. And when you do answer them, itâs often with short, one word replies or stickers.Â
Itâs starting to stress him out.Â
He canât understand the radio silence. You tell him that youâre busy with class projects and he believes it for a while, but⌠You seem to have time for everyone except him.Â
He finally catches you with free time and invites you over for lunch. When you accept, heâs relieved. And excited. Heâs telling you today. Today!Â
Heâs just finished preparing something delicious for you, with help from Luke. (And Solomon, whoâd agreed to stay away from the kitchen for the day.) Simeon dusts his hands off and takes a step back to admire his work. The table looks wonderful, all it needs is you sitting on one side.
The chime of the doorbell rings throughout the house, startling him. He checks his appearance with Luke quickly and rushes to answer the door.Â
When he opens it and starts to usher you inside, you donât move. You have a sad look on your face.
âMC?â Simeon asks. He notices Beelzebub on the sidewalk by the mailbox, leaning against the fence. Â
You take a deep breath. âI just came by to say that⌠I donât think we should see each other anymore. At least for a little while.â
Simeonâs mouth drops open. His eyes search your face, waiting for a grin to break out. For you to say âJust kidding! Letâs go have lunch.â
But you donât. He canât form any thoughts in his mind or on his tongue. âW-what?â
âIâm so sorry.â You say softly. Then you turn and rush down the steps to where Beelzebub is waiting. The two of you start in the direction of the HOL and Simeon stands stupidly in the doorway, watching you leave.
âSimeon, MC. The cookies areâŚâ Luke starts, coming into the living room. But he stops when he sees his guardian standing alone at the door.
âWhereâs MC?â The younger angel asks.
Simeon swallows the lump in his throat and shuts the door, leaning against it for a moment to take a breath. Then he turns. âThey left.â Is all he says as he walks past Luke and to his room.Â
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Simeon spends the next few days hiding away in his room. He leaves to go to RAD and comes right back, to brood alone until bedtime. He does his best not to show how devastated he is, but itâs rough. Heâs not even sure what heâd done wrong. He was so sureâŚ
Regardless, he tries to keep a pleasant expression around Luke. And everyone else really. But thereâs not really a point, because by now, everyone knows what happened.
Currently, heâs sitting on a chair in his room, gazing out the picture window at the dark, cloudy sky. He has the view memorized. Four small bushes, each of them filled with blooming roses. Four trees, one of which has a birdâs nest in it. The fence around the border of the backyard. A streetlamp on the far right side.
And⌠MC walking down the street with Asmodeus?
As soon as he sees you, rain starts to trickle down from the sky, making Asmodeus lift his coat over his head. And the two of you start to run. He watches until youâre around the corner, then becomes content with watching water droplets on the window pane, how they race to the bottom and fall.Â
How melodramatic. Simeon huffs out a sigh. He has better things to do than stare out the window, hasnât he?Â
Simeon makes himself rise from the chair to go fetch his TSL notes from the desk. He settles himself back into his seat and starts to reread what heâs got. But, as he reads, he finds himself uninterested in it.Â
âThe pacing of this chapter is entirely too fast. What was I thinking?â Simeon rolls his eyes and starts to make notes for future him.Â
âToo fast?â He repeats to himself. He drops his notepad and rushes out of his room, scaring the hell out of Solomon in the process.Â
The wizard nearly spills the cup of tea heâd been bringing. âWhere are you going so quickly?â He asks as he recovers.
âI have to talk to MC. I think I know what I did wrong.â Simeon says, opening the door. He doesnât give Solomon enough time to talk him out of it. Instead, he unfurls his wings and dives off the porch.
It doesnât take long for him to reach the House, even in the hastily deteriorating weather. He spots you and Asmo just reaching the stairs.
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âI hate this weather. It was humid earlier and my hair is already hard to manage,â Asmo whines.Â
âI know,â you sigh.
âShow a little sympathy, MC! Itâs practically wiltedââ Asmo cuts off to look behind you, mouth dropped open.
Your eyebrows scrunch, âWhat is it?âÂ
Asmo merely takes you by the arm and spins you around in time for you to see Simeonâs feet hit the ground. The angelâs cape is wet and his hair is plastered to his forehead.
âI need to talk to you MC. Please?â He asks as his wings fold up and disappear behind him. And with the look on his face, you canât help but agree.Â
âOkay.â You say with a small nod. Asmo gives you a look. âGo in, Asmo. Your hair is getting ruined.âÂ
âOh, fuck.â Asmo curses, still with his coat over his head. The Avatar of Lust climbs the stairs and stands on the porch, waiting for you.Â
âWhat is it?â You ask, with your eyes on the ground. You focus on a puddle forming in the dirt. Simeon steps closer to you.
âI have to apologize.âÂ
You make a face and look up at him. âFor what?â
âFor pressuring you. You see, I thought things were going well. I care so much for you and I thought I was taking the next step. But, if itâs too fast for you, thatâs all right. We can slow down.â He says, an earnest look on his face.Â
âSimeon.â You try to stop him, but he just continues.
âI just miss you. And Iâm sorry for what I did.â
âSimââ
âPlease, give me another chance. Iâll fix it.â The angel pleads, staring into your eyes. You canât believe what youâre about to say.
The corners of your mouth tremble. âNo.â Your voice breaks, taking his heart with it.
âNo?â Simeon repeats, devastated. His eyes are watery and the lump in his throat only expands, making it hard to breathe. âWhy?â
Your own eyes are brimming over with tears and as hard as you try to blink them away, you canât. They start to stream down your face, alongside the rain. Simeon reaches out for you, but you shake your head and he freezes.
âI canât do this. I canâtââ You sob. The rain picks up. âI wonât be the reason you fall, Simeon. I love you too much. I wonât let it happen. Not because of me. So, please, just⌠Just go home.â
Simeon lets out an uneven breath. Youâve been worried about him this whole time, trying to protect him. It makes his heart swell. Of course falling had crossed his mind; it was a horrifying possibility. But you were worth it. Oh God, you were worth everything.
Simeon takes another step, closing the distance between you. âThat isnât your decision to make.â He says. Then he takes your hands in his and smiles at you softly, fondly.Â
âWhether we are together or not, I will love you. Whether Iâm an angel or⌠not, I will love you. Nothing can change that. These feelings are already in my heart; Iâm afraid I canât do anything about them. What happens to me now is up to my Father and no one else. You hold no responsibility for my fate.â
You gulp, âbutââ
âI would rather be with you than be an angel,â Simeon insists. You blink again, new tears are forming, for a completely different reason.Â
âBut youâŚâ
âFalling isnât something I want to do, but if that comes, at least Iâll have a soft place to land.â He says, a smile playing on his lips.Â
You snort a laugh, âSimeonââ
âI love you, MC.â He declares.
âI love you too.â You reply shakily, as if youâre waiting for a bolt of lightning to strike. Simeon beams at your words. You step forward, into his arms, and both of you can breathe again. The angel is wrapped around you, his cheek pressed against the side of your head.Â
âMore than my wings. More than my life.â He whispers into your ear. And he means it. Though, he does shudder when a clash of thunder shakes the ground beneath your feet. Itâs⌠just a coincidence.Â
âMay I kiss you properly now?â Simeon asks, making your eyes widen. When you nod, he tilts your face up and presses his lips to yours. Thunder rumbles yet again as you break apart.Â
âAwww!!! This is so sweet, Iâm dying!â You hear from behind you. Both you and Simeon furrow your brows. When you turn to look, Asmodeus has his DDD pointed your way. He gapes at your murderous expression and bolts off, into the House.
âASMO!â You shout, chasing after him and dragging Simeon behind you by the hand. You nearly trip over the rug in the entrance hall, but Simeon keeps you steady. He laughs as you hurl curses at the Avatar of Lust and adores the way his hand feels in yours.Â
If this lasts forever, it wonât be long enough. After all, what is divinity compared to the love of a human?
summary : just spending some alone time in the lake with your sea monster of a boyfriend <3
pairing : Leviathan x fem MC ( reader )
word count : 1.187
content : fluff
content warning : grammar mistakesÂ
authors note : i headcanon that the brothers have different demon form you see ? like the one we can see in game is like stage one, but then thereâs stage two, mc just wanted to see leviathanâs stage two letâs say :)
It was late at night, the moon was already high up in the sky and there werenât any clouds to be seen letting the soft light of the moon reflect against the lake where MC and Leviathan decided to go to spend some alone time.
She was sitting at the border of the lake, her feet playing with cold water as Leviathan was fully in the water, bare chested and swimming around, a smile across his face. He truly enjoyed being here, the water was the only place where he felt at home and itâs been a while since he last stayed in the cold water for so long like that, plus he was with the girl he loved and his brothers were faraway from them, what could he ask for ?
"God Levi how can you stay in the water for so long ? itâs so cold in here ! my feet are freezing !" MC took her feet out of the water, bringing her knees to her chest in an attempt to warm herself up, going out at night wearing only a nightdress sure wasnât a good idea. "You know MC, I was quite literally made to be in the water, not to stay on earth" Leviathan started swimming towards her "Why donât you come inside ? The water wonât feel as cold as it does now once your whole body is submerged" She smiled and gently shook her head, letting go of her knees and putting her hand on her boyfriendâs wet cheek "No, I can look at you from here ! You look really happy and thatâs adorable !" The demon sank his face halfway in the water in a failed attempt to hide his blushing face.
Watching him swimming away, MC noticed something, his tail and horns werenât here. "Hey Levi ?" he hummed and turned around to face her "why arenât you in your demon form ?" Leviathan didnât really knew what to say. He was a bit self conscious of his demon form, for some reason he was afraid he might scare or disgust her, especially after what happened during the TSL tournament they had when they first met. "It would probably be more comfortable for you" She said with a soft smile to reassure him after noticing his lack of answer. "Yeah, youâre right" Her words made the demon feel a bit more at ease and so, his long snake tail and his horns appeared but the young girl knew that it wasnât it. "Levi, I meant your true demon form"
Her boyfriend started to shook his head while saying "no no no no no no absolutely not ! you donât wanna see this trust me⌠I donât like this true demon form, I look disgusting and scary, I mean more then usual" MC put her hand in the water to pull on his tail and grab him towards her so their faces would only be inches away from each other. "Listen here you little otaku, I love you and no matter what you look like I will always love you. I never saw you as disgusting or scary, I know you have a degrading kink or something but you really need to stop calling you that !" Upon evoking his filthy little kink Leviathan started blushing because of shame "Why would you want to see me like that anyway ? Itâs not like sea monsters are sexyâŚ" "Because I love you ! And I wanna know each and every part of you" The demon sighed, reconsidering for a bit "You promise you wonât break up with me right..?" MC noted, smiling as always "I promise !"
Leviathan placed both of his hands on the border of the lake, on both sides of MCâs knees, trapping her. Closing his eyes, Levi started to grow much bigger, becoming stronger but also taller. Black and dark blue scales appeared on both of his arms, going up until his pecs and stopping right before his abs. His tail and both of his legs disappeared they were replaced by a long, really long, snake tail, making him look like a mermaid. His nails got longer like claws and she noticed the palms between his fingers. Leviathan kept his eyes closed, scared of seeing her reaction, scared of seeing her disgusted. Gently she placed her hand on his arm and he flinched under her touch, to reassure him she started lightly caressing his scales, trailing up to his face. "Leviathan ? Leviathan please look at me, Iâm not running away" He shook his head. "What ? Youâre not speaking now ?" He shook his head, again "Ooh come on now please donât be a-" She stopped when she noticed the gills on his neck "Oh my god ! You can breathe under water !" "Yeah well of course I can you idiot I- !" Leviathan accidentally opened his eyes and he spoke, so he knew she saw them, she saw his shark like teeth, as sharp as knives, made to eat flesh, flesh like hers. He immediately put a hand on his mouth and he swam away from her "You saw them..I knew it was a bad idea to show you this⌠Youâre probably scared of me now.." MC was hurt, does he really hate himself this much ? She felt a little pain in her heart upon thinking this. The human tried calling his name multiple times, but he wouldnât answer, he wouldnât even face her.
He loved her, he never loved someone as much as he loves her and loosing her would be the worst thing that could ever happen to him. Itâs already a miracle she chose him among all of his brothers. Since it was no use calling his name, MC decided to jump in the cold water while wearing only her nightdress in order to get to him and hug her boyfriend to finally have his attention. She placed her arms on his broad shoulders, forcing Levi to jump out of his thoughts. "MC what are you doing ?? I thought the water was too cold for you !" "And it is !! But you wouldnât answer so I just had to get your attention" Leviathan felt a bit bad, she did this just for him ? He doesnât deserve her.. "Leviathan please listen and get that through your thick skull ! I love you !! No matter what you look like ! You will always be my one and only and Iâm so proud of you for showing me your true form ! Thank you so much for this.." The demon felt his heart warm up. He gave his girlfriend the tightest hug ever and some small kisses on her cheek.
"Also, I think you look really sexy like that and I wonder what can this pointy split in half snake like tongue can do to meâŚ" She said while biting on her lower lip. Leviathan was definitely not expecting her to be this bold, but he didnât mind of courseâŚ
Ah~~~ I finally decided to get back into writing fanfiction, and now it is summer and I am free of Uni work what a better time to start than now! I have a couple ideas for slow burn but to ease myself into it all again Iâm going to be doing an Alphabet Prompt challenge for myself. Using a random word generator to select the theme and a wheel of names to randomly choose the character!
A - Admit (Beelzebub)
Beelzebub did not have feelings for you, or at least thatâs what he told himself. He couldnât, he told himself, not when it was clear his brothers all did too. Even if by some chance you did reciprocate his feelings...he couldnât bear to cause upset for his brothers â especially his beloved twin. He saw the way Belphie stole glances at you across the room, the way his face lit up when he spoke of you and the way you had changed him and healed their family. It would be.... selfish to allow himself these feelings. He could never lie to his brothers, Belphie would be able to tell anyway, so when they played silly games with Asmo who insisted on asking everyone if they loved MC, he played dumb. He was easily able to rely on his sin to fumble out of any questioning.
âAh.. I love their cooking~~~Oh⌠Iâm hungry now....â
None the wiser, his siblings continued their games whilst he took his chance to run off to the kitchen. He was hungry, but this hunger wasnât something food could fill â he wanted you. He slammed his fists down on the counter, shaking his head. He needed you â but he couldnât. He could not admit it to himself. These feelings in his heart would remain there, hidden away to protect his family.
