Loving MC From Afar
Loving MC from afar
Ok so this is the first fic I've written in a long while and it's about a mobile otome game. I blame @demonfamilytherapist
Set (loosely) in between S1 and S2, after MC has returned to the human world. They might be separated from the brothers, but that does not stop the brothers from loving them from afar. A little look into how the brothers can subtly (and not so subtly) influence the world and MC themself in order to stay connected. (gn) MC-centric! This does cover all the brothers, though Lucifer/Pride is last for chronology reasons...
cw: Brief blood mention in Satan’s section. There are references to being lethargic and uninterested in life/hobbies that could very easily be read as depression in Belphie’s section. Definitely elements of manipulation and dubious morality throughout too.
Mammon (Greed - to collect and covet material objects and goods)
There’s a knock on your window just after you wake up. It’s been happening for a few days now, but you never catch who’s doing it. The window itself is quite high up, and if it’s someone throwing rocks on a regular basis, well, they’ve got very good aim.
On a whim, you leave a camera rolling overnight. The following morning, you hear the knock again, and this time, you’re ready. The batteries are almost dead but thankfully the camera managed to catch the last few moments before winking off. Plugging it into your laptop, you scrub through the entire night so you can catch the early morning. And - well. It’s not what you were expecting.
In the hour just before you go to sleep, you notice a crow land in the branches across from the window, its eyes glinting gold through the lens of the camera. It doesn’t move all night. It doesn’t even sleep. In the morning, about the time you guess you woke, it flies up to the window, pecking the glass once with its beak, and then it flaps away into the brisk air.
You set the camera up the following evening, just to check if it was a fluke. Yet again, the crow lands, watching over you as you sleep before flying off in the morning after you wake.
Odd, but honestly not the weirdest thing you’ve experienced by far.
The next evening you leave your window open. There’s no knock in the morning, and for a brief moment you feel sad. Did you scare away your new friend? But - a glint catches your eye - sitting on the windowsill is a shard of broken glass - a light amber color, likely from a broken bottle.
It becomes a habit. Each evening, the crow perches on the branch outside, and the following morning, it leaves a small trinket on your windowsill. You’ve now collected a few bottle caps, some coins (though, oddly, in different currencies), glass of varying colours, and even a random key. The quality of the items the crow brings seems to increase every visit. You start leaving out pieces of fruit and occasionally strips of meat, which are always taken at some point during the night. It’s all fun and games - until it starts bringing you valuables.
Emeralds, sapphires, golden rings, diamonds; you start a collection that would make Tiffany’s seem like a children’s costume jewelry store. You know some of it definitely belongs to real people, because the news is reporting a ‘string of high-profile thefts’ across the entire fucking world.
You entertain the idea of reporting the valuables as stolen and have a minor breakdown about how to explain ‘it wasn’t me - it was this crow!’
You never bring yourself to do it, though. Finders, keepers, and all that.
There’s something comforting about this crow’s presence. The golden glint in its eyes shines impossibly as you go to sleep, and in that moment you feel treasured.
Leviathan (Envy - an insatiable desire for the unattainable, that which does not belong to you)
When you first return to the human world (after your very much warranted ‘mourning’ period, of course) you decide to go and visit one of your favourite places from your childhood - a beach that’s little more than a cove a few minutes walk from your home. Upon arriving, however, you notice the place is packed, and there’s a pang in your chest when you realize that this isn’t just your place anymore. You snap a picture regardless, and send it to one of the group chats on your DDD.
You continue to return though, hoping to catch a time when the beach is quieter. You have more luck in the mornings than the evenings, and slowly you force yourself to wake earlier and earlier just to catch a moment of peace.
At some point, you mention heading down to the beach to one of your friends. Their face sours, and for a moment you think you said something wrong. Perhaps it was the mention of the early start?
Over the coming weeks and months the beach becomes quieter and quieter; the early risers, joggers, and dog walkers slowly petering off until you’re the sole visitor down by the shore. Sometimes you think you see a glint of bright scales out in the ocean, though it’s far bigger than any fish you know to inhabit the nearby waters.
You continue to bring up the beach to your friends, excited about the return to your quiet, safe solitude. Every time you do so, they close off and regard you coldly.
There’s new owners, they say, no one is allowed down at the cove. They kick out anyone not on the approved list.
Well. That’s bizarre. You haven’t encountered any resistance during your many visits, you tell them. Of course you don’t is the response, and you think you’re maybe imagining the bitterness in their voice.
It’s a pattern you begin to notice - exclusive venues in which you’re always on the invite-list. Priority and pre-sale tickets to the hottest events arriving in your inbox. Every time, garnering the bitter eyes of your relatives and acquaintances. It’s exciting, special, to be the one experiencing all this. Made even more so, knowing that so many desire what you have.
You realize that beach was just the start, though it's definitely your favourite of the lot. It’s become a place just for you. You snap a picture of the sun rising over the waves. This one, you post to your instagram, with a single orange heart.
(You also notice that your luck in the gashapons at the arcade has become insanely good. It could be a coincidence, but…)
Satan (Wrath - to seek vengeance; impatience and revenge)
To be fair, you don’t make it a habit of confronting every person who slights you. You’ve had enough drama in the last year to last you a lifetime, and the last thing you want is to go and create more. You’re typically more of a let bygones be bygones type anyway. (Forgive and forget).
It’s not like your life in the human world has a surplus of people trying to wrong you. Occasionally you’ll be cut off while driving and it annoys you, but you continue on with your day. Sometimes your packages will be delivered to your neighbour, and it takes them a few days to let you know, letting you stew in your anxiety about their apparent arrival in the interim. (Forgive and forget).
Over the next few weeks you start to notice more and more coincidences pop up around the more annoying and troublesome people you interact with. A follower who commented something uncomplimentary in response to one of your posts has their account banned and deleted. The annoying neighbor who often parks in your space has their car totaled the day after you try to ask them again to move their damn vehicle. The professor who uncharitably graded your assignment a low pass because he didn’t like your attitude is now under review and has lost his tenure. (Forgive and ████).
It all comes to a head when you’re passing by one of your neighbours as they move their stuff out of the apartment. There’s an eviction notice pinned to their door. It’s not much of a loss - after all, they were the ones who’d keep your mail long past the point of helpfulness. They snark at you as you pass, making a comment about your somewhat smug air, warning you’ll be next.
You don’t even get the chance to respond before there’s a yell from above, and something is falling and - wow. Who knew a falling flower pot could draw so much blood. That’s definitely going to be a pain to get out of your light shirt. It’s with this annoyance that you ring the emergency services to come and save your unconscious (ex)neighbour from bleeding out. (████ ██ ████)
From that moment on, you’re definitely more aware of the karmic coincidences, for lack of a better term. While you avoid provoking people outright, there is a small part of you that revels in satisfaction when those that inconvenience you are inconvenienced themselves. The severity of these coincidences seems to scale to the impact the other person’s actions have on you. If you take advantage of this sometimes, well. Who could prove any of it?
(Retaliate. Remember.)
Asmodeus (Lust - an intense longing; unbridled sexual or amorous desire)
Sure, you have social media. You’re no luddite, and it was your one tether to the human world while you were stuck in Devildom. You quickly learnt that human memes and demon memes were very much not the same (except for a few bizarre crossovers. Both seem to be obsessed with Orbs).
You never really had a huge following though. You had maybe a couple hundred followers across twitter and instagram, averaging maybe 20 likes and similar interactions per post. That is, until recently.
Seemingly overnight, your follower account on all platforms (including your anonymous tumblr account) has skyrocketed. There’s even a notification in your emails from twitter about verification. Just…. What?
You open your accounts to see if maybe it was a specific mention or throwaway meme that somehow caught the attention of the internet at large. Your latest post was a cute pic taken by Asmo during your final week in Devildom. It’s you from behind, gazing out at the twinkling lake by Dia’s castle. It was posted a few days ago, though - and yet the like counter just keeps ticking up and up. The comments on instagram are nonsensical - lots of hearts and starry eyes and a few more suggestive strings of emoji. Your phone continuously buzzes with notifications, and it’s starting to get overwhelming - so you turn on do-not-disturb.
As a bit of an experiment, you decide to post a quick snap of your bewildered face, captioned “so… did y’all mean to follow me or is this some kind of prank?” - no tags, no emoji.
The effect is pretty much instantaneous. Immediately the notification counters tick up and up and up. There’s a few flattering comments (and a few not-so-flattering ones), and just as many hearts as your previous post. One comment, from an account you don’t know, stands out to you: “Imagine being *this* attractive but also so humble it hurts. Your fave could never.”
Over the next few weeks you continue to post - from selfies to scenic shots to random shower ideas to your thoughts about Succession and why you think cousin Greg is endgame. No matter what you post, it always seems to be a hit. Even that incomprehensible keysmash you accidentally posted to twitter as you fell asleep. There’s even Buzzfeed listicles (“27 times MC stole our hearts with a smile”). Asking your followers doesn’t help either - it seems like overnight you have lodged yourself in the public consciousness as a desirable figure. They all clamor to get your acknowledgement, and you quickly find even the simple act of liking someone else’s post can be cause enough for others to become jealous.
It’s flattering. Really. It's doing wonders for your self-image, getting all these compliments on your photos and selfies. You definitely find yourself starting a few trends here and there, and hey, you're just doing your job to make the world that much more aesthetically desirable.
(Out of your thousands of followers, only one stands out to you. The first to like every post, to comment “YESSSSSS MY LOVE!!”: Asm♥deus.)
Beelzebub (Gluttony - to overindulge and over-consume to the point of wastefulness)
You were pleasantly surprised to find your pantry fully stocked upon your return to the human world. You were expecting to have to clean out the stuff that had inevitably staled in your year away, and restock from scratch. Except, no, you don’t have to because absolutely everything you could ever want is currently filling your kitchen to the point of overflowing. Everything from fine, artisanal products to cheap junk food. It keeps you fed for so long that you find yourself having to chuck out a few fruits, vegetables, and breads that have gone off because you didn’t eat them in time.
You keep expecting to have to go out and replenish the supplies for yourself, but no, the pantry is ever-full. Fresh produce seems to appear out of nowhere, and you never find yourself short of an ingredient when it comes time to start cooking. There’s always just slightly too much - your garbage is often full with uneaten food-waste.
This inexplicable phenomenon continues, and impossibly escalates. There’s random food deliveries during the week on the nights you’re too tired to cook for yourself. Your cravings are instantly satisfied by the appearance of precisely what you were longing for. You think maybe it’s some kind of magic - it’s not out of the question, especially with your powerful friends and lovers. You try not to think about the cost - monetary, or otherwise…
As you’re walking past your favorite bakery, you hear a woman complain that they never seem to have their famous macarons anymore. You overhear the server apologize, and try to explain that the lot are often bought right out of the oven. With a jolt, you realize that those very same macarons are the ones that are stacked up beside your fridge, way more than you could possibly want or eat.
With a guilty jolt, you realize that it hasn’t occurred to you until this point that you could just give away some of the food. There’s no reason for it to sit in your kitchen until it goes off - there’s plenty of people who could appreciate it, after all. And yet…
You don’t approach the woman, or offer any of the macarons. You continue to hoard your food until it goes off. You appreciate the rich, tasty ingredients, and especially enjoy doing things like chucking A-grade marbled steaks haphazardly into the pan for a quick sear, none of the careful preparation it would normally merit.
This is your food. And no one can tell you how to manage it. Nor should they
Belphegor (Sloth - the forgoing of responsibility, to be disinclined towards effort or exertion)
A soft, warm hand cups your face, while another plays with the ends of your hair. Breath, not your own, fans over your lips as he leans in close. “Stay with me, my human.” You crack open your eyes, and for a brief moment, you get a glimpse of a soft, sleepy smile before you feel yourself falling through nothing and you - wake up.
Though you’re not the type to really remember your dreams, you know that they’ve been especially sweet since returning. The fragments that you do remember feel warmer, safer, and more loving than anything you’ve felt while in the human world.
You were already a bit of a homebody before your trip, leaving social engagements early to go home and rest, but now you don’t even bother going out. Not while sleep is calling to you so sweetly.
You find yourself sleeping through your alarms more and more often. Not even the brightest, sunniest day - the type you missed while down in Devildom - could stir within you the interest or energy to be active, to enjoy the fresh air.
None of this matters. In your dreams, you’re with them, with him. The longer you sleep, the more you remember.
Your breath is slow and deep, and you nestle your head into the warm, living pillow. His hands ghost over your sides and you hear him hum in contentment. You try to lean into his touch, to feel him. “Lucifer told me that I need to stop doing this,” he says, and you shudder. That’s not right - you don’t want him to stop. You don’t want to lose him. You feel his smile against your forehead. “He says you need more than just sleep. That you’re wasting away.” You try to tell him that Lucifer is wrong, you’re fine, you just need more sleep. But even now, in this place of dreams, the energy doesn’t come to you. All you’re able to do is sink into him even more. “That wouldn’t be so bad, though. You’ll become mine forever. No one could make you leave.”
You wake after that dream feeling like you haven’t slept at all. There’s a tiredness in your very being, and all you want to do is roll over on your pillow and return to him. What job, what, school, what hobbies? Nothing interests you anymore. You miss him, you miss them so damn much.
Nonetheless, through some strength that you’re not even sure is your own, you pull yourself out of bed and into the shower.The hot water and the softly scented soaps that remind you of Asmo rejuvenate you and you begin your day with a breakfast that would make even Beel feel full.
The next night, you go to sleep, and you do not dream. Nor the next.
It’s months before you close your eyes and you feel his touch. In that time you’ve been beset by kleptomaniac crows, have become somewhat of an internet personality, and have chucked out more stale loaves of bread than you could ever know what to do with.
“You need some time off. Both of us do. Come on, we can sleep like this, together…”
Lucifer (Pride - to put yourself before and above others)
It takes you longer than you’d ever be willing to admit that the reason why all these strange occurrences are happening is because either consciously or subconsciously, there are seven extremely powerful entities who are missing you.
You try to distract yourself from that thought by focusing more intently on your studies. A passage is circled in one of the textbooks you pick up from the library, unwilling to pay full price for an elective subject’s resource. Religious Studies, because if nothing else it’ll be a bit of a laugh. “From pride, all other sins flourish. It is the father of all sins.”
It hits you all at once.
The hoarding of gems and wealth and your reluctance to part with it. The coveting of your favourite place, and the desire to keep it all to yourself. The satisfaction of your enemies those that annoy you facing retribution. Reveling in the admiration of strangers. The inclination to over-indulge and the refusal to share. The assumption that outside of yourself, nothing else matters, not a single one of your responsibilities. These all are in response to the world bending to the whims of your loves, but your own feelings, your attitude stems from your Pride. After all, who else can claim they hold the loyalty of angels, demons, and immortals? Who else bears the love and affection of all the Avatars of Sin?
(How very prideful of you to assume that you could live unchanged after that year, to return to a life that doesn’t really feel like yours to begin with)
The best thing, the worst thing is that you’re so comfortable with this type of thinking. Even now you realize that hey, this is probably Lucifer talking, you wouldn’t give any of it up. It’s comforting. It reminds you of them. It makes you feel loved.
(When you return to Devildom, you never quite work up the courage to ask the brothers whether any of it was deliberate or not. Lucifer does mention in a quiet moment that they were all a mess, even him, without your presence. They were missing something, someone. “It was sub-optimal, of course,” he says, “which is something we should rectify so that it doesn’t happen a second time.” “I thought both heaven and hell have rules against humans living here on a more permanent basis?” “I’ve been to war against heaven for the sake of the ones I love. Between myself and my brothers, neither heaven nor hell could stand against us should I have to go to war again.”)
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What are the most toxic thing they will do in a relationship just to make you stay with them?
Versions: Demon brothers, Side characters
Warnings: Yandere themes, plagiarism, extreme paranoia, Mentions of violence, victim mentality, aphrodisiac, sleeping potions, love potions, obsessive love, starvation, public humiliation, kidnapping, stalking
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LUCIFER is willing to ruin your life
He doesn't know how the two of you got into this point.
You two were just so happy before, getting treated as the perfect couple
You two were just fine, making coffee for each other, waking up with the other on their arms
He doesn't even realize he's suffocating you until he saw the tiredness in your eyes.
You're done with him...
He's not with you though.
He'll bury you in the ground and step on you.
He'll make sure that no one else but he remembers you and your deeds.
He'll ask you to do things and he will take credit for it.
Hell make you seem like a worthless pest in the eyes of the mortal world and the Devildom.
And if someone else tries to pull you up in life?
He'll make sure that the person that even attempts that will fall into a deeper hole than where you are.
He's the avatar of pride, the eldest brother, Diavolo's right hand man, what makes you think he can't and won't do this much just for you?
And if you finally realize that Lucifer is and will be the only one that can actually remember you
The only one that actually appreciates you
You will come running back to him
He'll then accept you with open arms and help you get back what he took from you
MAMMON will keep his eyes on you
And when I said eyes
I mean eyes
It doesn't have to be his
It can be his familiars or a few people he planted to keep in track of what you do, who you meet, what you eat and where you go
He'll make you know that he's where you are
He'll never leave your side
You'll never leave his eyes
You should have just been happy with him and told him he's being too much
That he should take it slow with his addiction and that you need some space
Not like this
Now look at you
Paranoid with no one to care and protect you
And if the people he bought isn't enough to scare you
He might just have them hurt people around you
And before you know it
You're totally lost with no one else except for the eyes he planted for you
No one else except for him
And you'll slowly walk back in attempt to surprise him that you're ready, that you want to start all over with him
Not knowing that it's all his did, it's all his plans
But you don't need to know that
All you need to do is be happy and only keep your eyes on him
Because if someone else tried to take your eyes away from him
They might just lost theirs.
LEVIATHAN will be the victim
He's pathetic he knows!
But he didn't know that he's so pathetic to the point where even you would get tired of him...
He was sorry he swear!
Just give him another chance and he'll change, just for you!
He's nothing without you!
...
He's nothing without you, and he knows it...
So does the whole Devildom though
Isn't it scary MC?
A person who got nothing to lose?
And suddenly the crying, begging Leviathan is now the center of everyones attention
The poor avatar of envy isn't as shy and happy as he used to be...
He used to be so giggly whenever a new anime is published and how he posts it on his Devilgram account with such a positive vibe
Now it's all so gloomy
He's so gloomy
And he makes sure everyone can feel it
Everyone can feel how pathetic and helpless he is
The great grand navy general who saved the lives of their family countless times and stopped any type of invasion from happening
Of course, how can they let their savior suffer because of just some human?!
He's bombarded with reassurance and people trying to hit up on him saying they'll provide better love and comfort
Now it's you
Your private messages are now filled with threats and negotiations from the citizens and from the demon brothers themselves
Saying they'll pay you
They'll find you
They'll give you additional priveleges
A house
Car
Millions
And even billions
Just get back and date Leviathan again
You made it clear that you've made up your mind and that you will not be getting back with him anytime soon
Huh... Really?
Then why are you at his doorstep just a few weeks later after that statement filled with bruise and looks so restless?
Oh... His fans threatened you?
They did that... That too?! Oh no...
Ah... Here it goes...
You're willing to get back with him?! Really?! He's so happy!
He knew it...
You love him...
And that the whole Devildom does too :)
SATAN will use potions if necessary
His knowledge can only be used by three person
The devildon
Himself
And you
He's knows for his vast knowledge on multiple topics
Whether it may be potions, spells or curses
So...
What made you think he won't use this vast knowledge to keep you..?
He already felt the signs that you're starting drift away from him
And so he prepared things in advance
Love potions, sleeping potions and even aphrodisiac
They're the highest of qualities as they're made by the one and only Satan
And so he'll want to test if they're fully functional
Though he'd love it if it he doesn't have to test it on you.
Not even a few days after you started to feel distant towards Satan he's already smelling a little too sweet
His prescense started to drive you crazy
And you feel like you'll die if you spend another second without him by your side
Maybe that feeling of wanting to break up with him is just because you're tired with your duties?
Gosh...
How can you ever break up with him when he's literally the only one that has your love~
ASMODEUS will use connections
HAHAHAHAHA
You? Decided to break up with him?
Haha...
No way...
He changed himself so much for you now!
The moment you uttered the words "Let's break up." He immediately dropped on his knees and begged for forgiveness for whatever he did that upset you.
This can't be happening now...
Just when he's starting to love this new life...
JUST WHEN HE HAD YOU?!
He'll be a total freak.
He's the only person you don't want as an Ex because he's hands down crazy
But not for you...
He remembered that you liked him looking pretty
You already want to break up with him
He can't risk looking ugly in front of you now...
Yeah... He let that occurance go but he knows that he'll get you back
So just you wait
He started to use his connections to spread some rumors about how the two of you are not talking anymore
And society done it's job on spreading it even further
It spread so wide to the point that even reporters kept on bugging HOL just to ask Asmo about these rumors
And then he confirmed it with a video on his account
He acted so pitifully in front of the camera with teary eyes and disheveled looks
But as soon as the camera shuts off he's grinning so much
MC should have just stayed with him and they could've lived a happily ever after without him doing these
Soon, you released another video as a response to Asmo's telling the viewers that breaking up with him is the healthiest option right now
Ha... You really thought Asmo will let this thing die down without getting you back?
No way.
He continued to talk to his close friends to stop selling any type of products to you and kick you out of any establishments that they owned
He even acted so nicely to his brothers to at least help him up a little bit
To at least pull some strings and help him win back his lover
And gosh was he the fastest to get you back
Because not even a full month and you're already starving!
Food? Barely has left because the establishments stopped letting you in them
Water? None
And this exactly goes as planned!
Now look at you...
In his arms, his arms wrapped around you as you both cry
You cry and complained to him about how unjust and mean this whole place is to you
And he cries because "How dare them do that to my Love..." as if it isn't a part of doing.
But that's a secret you don't ever need to know.
BEELZEBUB will make you feel guilt
You're so sorry
You just don't feel the same love you felt back then anymore...
And you don't want to hurt him even more by staying and keeping this one side relationship...
Uhm... It's okay MC, really!
It's not
It's not okay
And it will never be
You're his the moment he wanted you
The moment he started to crave for you
And you should have known it
You should've known better than this
But of course...
For this relationship to go back to the way it was before
He needs you to realize it yourself
So he said that it's ikay if that's what you really feel
But begged you to continue being friends with him
And of course you agree! That's what you're planning to do anyways
And you smiled at him
The same smile you used to give him when you two were together
Gosh... This will hurt him by doing this to you
But this is the only way
He loves you
And you have no choice but to love him too
So he started acting pitiful
He pulled a few connections and started a few trends so that couple events on the school are more popular
And due to high student demand
The council needs to follow it and create or establish a couple event as to the student body requests
Ah, he can't join... You know.
Ha... He really wants to join but how can he?
Don't they look so happy, MC? We used to look like that too!
And it just kept on going until you hot suck of it and people started to bug you
Why don't you just get back with Beel, don't he look pitiful?
I thought humans are better... Then how can MC leave Beel like that?
Fuck... They're starting to think humans are shitty because of you!
And so for the sake of this project and your sanity
You have no other choice but get back on him
Yay!
Thank you MC!
He knew this plan would work!
He knows you love him truly!
And now his embrace seems to be
Tighter.
BELPHEGOR will lock you up forever
Hah...
He can't help but sigh after you finally told him you wnat to break up
Of course he knew about this fact before you even realize it
How you're not as clingy as you were before and how you wanted some space
He just rolled his eyes and waved his hand out of dismissal "Do whatever you want."
You'll come back to him so anyways...
Whether you like it or not.
He gave you a few weeks as a head start
Expecting you to run away and at least put effort into not being seen by him ever again
Put effort into hiding
He thought you knew him better
He thought you knew that he's serious when he says he'll lock you up and keep you for himself if you ever decided to break up with him
I guess you didn't
Right after the week he came to Leviathan and asked him to trace your number
If you change your number he'll ask Asmodeus to look up what are the most famous SIM cards at the time
Then he'll go to Mammon and ask him to look at the recent sales of SIM cards
Then he'll go to Lucifer and ask him to give him the CCTV footages of every store that sales these SIM cards
Then go back to Levi and ask him to track your location down after her found out what number you have
He'll go to Satan after and ask him to plot a perfect kidnap plan that might just work on you
Finally, he'll go to Beelzebub and ask him to help in getting you and locking you up in his private island
He doesn't care if you don't want to
He loves you
And you loved him
But don't worry
He'll teach you how to again.
replaced mc au this human au that WHEN ARE WE GOING TO GET THE ANGEL AU BROTHERS WHO SUFFER LILITH’S FATE ?!
when lilith is still alive and they’re in the celestial realm and they’re the ones who fall for a human ?!
or god forbid, AFTER Lilith dies and they’re somehow still angels (Lucifer was too heartbroken and fearful to rebel anymore once Lilith dies; he cannot afford to lose another member of his found and chosen family. He surrenders and comes back on his knees, begging for his family to not be hurt.) and they realize that this was why Lilith chose to go against their father.
Lucifer who is so, so bitter against humanity but unable to blame them. Lucifer who knows you cannot blame the lambs for a Shepard led astray. Lucifer who’s broken and full of self hatred for what he’s done to his family by letting his sister go down to the human realm. Lucifer who would rather have been the villain to his brothers and beloved youngest sister than lost the little Angel who had worked her way into he and his brothers’ hearts. Lucifer who doesn’t let it show and carries on because he cannot afford to mess up (he would never forgive himself if he lost another). Lucifer who hardens up and bears his brothers’ hatred towards him for his apathy, because he would rather cry alone than let his brothers see him so broken. Lucifer who then meets you. Lucifer who can stop being infallible and relax for once in his life when in your company. Lucifer complaining about his duties for once in his life because with you, he is not a Seraph or oldest brother but a man, flawed and vulnerable, and he never knew how much he needed someone like you until you were already in his life. Lucifer meeting you and falling for you and fucking terrified, because he knows what is coming. Lucifer who knows that his brothers wouldn’t survive losing him, and who knows that the Celestial Realm in itself would fall into peril if he follows in his sister’s footsteps, and yet can’t help but fall into your embrace any time he has time to spare. Lucifer who knows that he might fall, but that it’s worth it if it’s for you.
Mammon, falling apart at the seams trying to keep his family sewn together. Mammon hurting and shouldering the hurt his brothers suffer from. Mammon who wonders if anything he might have done would have mattered in the end, or if it would be pointless anyways with how big of a fuck up he is. Mammon who cries at night because why would she do this? Why would she give everything up for a single mortal? Mammon who then he meets you and no longer wonders why Lilith did what she did, because he would die for you too. Mammon who knows that he has a safe place and that that safe place is you. Mammon who knows that he doesn’t have to be strong with you. Mammon who, with you, isn’t his brothers’ shoulder to cry on, or Lucifer’s only confidant. Mammon who, with you, is allowed to be hurting and weak. Allowed to express his grief. Mammon knowing that you are a place where he’s allowed to cry and scream and fall apart, because he knows you will take him into your arms and put him back together again. Mammon who wouldn’t know what to do if one day you weren’t okay. Mammon who knows Lucifer won’t survive him falling. Mammon who tries to keep you a secret but he’s never been good at keeping secrets from his older brother, especially not when Lucifer notices that Mammon can finally smile again.
Leviathan blaming himself for being so useless all the time. Leviathan who knows that it’s his fault Lilith died. Leviathan should have seen the signs, should have talked to her, should of gotten up and done something good in his life for once. Leviathan who thinks he will never forgive himself, or ever stop hating himself. Leviathan who spends his days full of bitterness and hate towards himself. Leviathan who thinks maybe it would have been better if he had died instead. And then Leviathan who meets you. Leviathan who meets you and all of a sudden whatever he does is something to be worth celebrating. Leviathan who is always enough for you. Leviathan who is worthy and is loveable and thinks he can learn to love himself if it means seeing what you see in him. Leviathan who finds a new purpose in life which is to live and love, all for you. Leviathan whose brothers see him smiling for the first time in forever because he is no longer filled with the guilt of what he could have done. Leviathan who knows that no matter what he might have tried, he could have never have changed his sister’s mind, because he, too, would go against his father if it meant being loved like this for only a second longer.
Satan who is formed in battle and raised in bloodshed. Satan who is treated like a monster despite being just as much as an Angel as the rest of his brothers. Satan whose wrath is constantly boiling and writhing beneath his skin, ready to come out at a moment’s notice. Satan who only keeps his anger in check because his fear is greater than his wrath. Satan who knows that Michael is always watching, and that he is one passive aggressive comment away from another punishment. Satan who wakes up screaming from nightmares of a life he never lived. Satan who sees how other angels look at him, and sees his brothers try their best to love him but it’s so hard when you’re grieving to learn to love another. Satan who’s fucking miserable and wishes that the sister he knows almost nothing about had been stronger than her love for a human, because he can’t fucking stand it in this place. But then Satan meets you. And suddenly he is more than Wrath and he is worth loving. He is passionate and kind and his own fucking person. He is more than Lucifer’s ugliness. He is love and grief and anger and joy and all the little things that were never said but felt tenfold. Satan who has never met his sister but for once understands her, because he, too, would do anything for your love.
Asmodeus who doesn’t know who he is anymore. Asmodeus who was once the Jewel of the Heavens but now can see nothing but ugliness in his bloodstained hands. (Lilith’s blood and blame taints him; if only he had known, maybe he could have fixed this.) Asmodeus who sees his brothers struggling and runs away from it all because he doesn’t want this to be his new reality. The past is his only solace and he chooses to live in it rather than embrace the present. Asmodeus who has never felt so hideous and ugly as a person until now. Asmodeus who only learns to feel beautiful again once you come into the picture. Asmodeus, who, usually so meticulous about his appearance, (it’s the only thing he has control over nowadays. he is a wreck in the inside but refuses to let it show. his smile is perfect and his skin is soft, and he wishes he could heal his mind like he heals his once cracked nails.) lets your clumsy hands fix his hair into a messy and lopsided braid. Asmodeus who learns how it feels to be loved in every aspect, wholly and unconditionally, all because of you. Asmodeus who lets his real laugh out (ugly and loud) and feels mortified only for his worries to melt away when he sees your smile full of fondness and adoration directed at him once more. Asmodeus who sees why Lilith fell, and sees why her love for humanity mattered more than her life. Asmodeus who loves you more than he loves his white wings. Asmodeus who would fall if it meant getting to spend a night in your bed, doing nothing but holding each other in your arms and whispering secrets between smiles.
Beelzebub who is a failure. Beelzebub who knows he will never forgive himself. Beelzebub who finds himself screaming in his head more often than not these days, who finds that his sleep is often plagued with nightmares and he would rather stay awake until he cannot. Beelzebub whose bed feels empty with only Belphie in it. Beelzebub who misses Lilith with his heart and soul. Beelzebub who feels Belphie’s hatred growing by the day and is terrified because he doesn’t know what to do. Beelzebub who doesn’t know whether to tell Lucifer and risk harm coming to Belphie or let his brother suffer and suffocate in his hatred. Beel who was supposed to protect his family and failed so badly that they will never be the same because of it. Beelzebub who sees your soft smile and sobs because for once in his life he is the one being protected. Beelzebub who lets you wipe his ever-coming stream of tears away and wipe his face with a wet cloth. Beelzebub who melts into you when you hold him ever so gently. Beelzebub who feels so, so, small in your arms, and for once doesn’t mind. Beelzebub who doesn’t know how Belphegor would react if he found out about you but is willing to do whatever it takes to protect you. Beelzebub who is willing to follow Lilith’s footsteps if something ever happened to you, regardless of if he comes out of it alive or not.
Belphegor who is broken. Belphegor who is consumed by hatred for humanity for taking his sister away. Belphegor who doesn’t know why Beel chose him over Lilith. Belphegor who doesn’t know what to do anymore. Belphegor who finds he cannot sleep anymore because all that comes to his head is his sister’s last breaths. Belphegor who cannot forgive himself for being the reason for Lilith’s death. Belphegor who screams and sobs into his twin brother’s arms because it is so unfair that this had happened to their family of all people. Belphegor who dreams of blood filling his lungs instead of Lilith’s. Belphegor who wishes he had died instead. Belphegor who escaped to the human world to visit his and Lilith’s secret spot and finds you instead. Belphegor who is ready to kill but falls apart instead when you tell him that his eyes are full of grief. Belphegor who lets you take him in your arms and rock him to sleep. Belphegor who sleeps peacefully for the first time since Lilith’s death in your gentle arms. Belphegor who falls for your gentleness in the way you approach him and his grief and decides that you are too good and kind to kill. Belphegor who falls so hard that he is disgusted with himself for ever hating a species that is so wonderful that it created you. Belphegor who knows why Lilith died, now, because he thinks he would too, if it meant being with you. Belphegor who talks to Lilith in his dreams and tells her that she would be happy, knowing he had found someone as wonderful as yourself. Belphegor who learns to forgive, both humanity and himself.
You're Mine
A/N: I guess as a writing blog I should be doing some writing right? Honestly this has just been the biggest headcanon I've had in a while since I started playing Obey Me of the brothers just...like Devildom culture must be so different! And then the whole pact thing with human masters must be so different as well! I just view them as big animals just wanting to get your attention u wu. Warnings: Jealous boys, public shows of dominance and a lot of biting.
It's almost painful being in the Devildom sometimes.
A cultural exchange program amped up to 100 %.
As much as you loved the brothers, you also were meeting some pretty cool demons in RAD. Surely you were the human student everyone was so excited to meet, but none of them really talked to you, you know? But there were some that were brave enough to overlook your pact marks and dive into a conversation.
Even some were bold enough to talk to you out of school!
Making so many friends was so exciting, especially since you still thought of yourself as new! Wait till the brothers see how many new demons you have met!
Problem is you forgot how weird demon culture is, especially when it has to do with a demon and their master.
"MC?"
Lucifer blinks as he notices the demon approaching the two of you, pausing your daily walk with him as confusion turns to familiarity and you run up to greet your friend.
The first thing he notices is how they are a low ranking demon, so there’s no need to be hyper aware of any sort of threat. In this instance he doesn’t need to look to make sure his pact mark is visible to the demon.
His mark was embedded right in your iris, so anyone could see whose protection you were under.
He smiles politely as you turn around to introduce them, the demon waving at him shyly as if remembering that, yes, this human made a pact with Lucifer and therefore should not be messed with in any way. Yet there was no sort of violent tendencies coming from this demon, which put him at somewhat of an ease.
That is, until the demon takes a hold of your hand.
It’s a simple touch, one that a human would mistaken for a sign of friendship and camaraderie. The demon was speaking excitedly about a new flower they had seen over at the Botanical gardens and how much they wanted to show it off to you.They tighten their hold and Lucifer has to dig his fingernails into his palm from ripping their hand off.
You had no idea what it meant and the action would most likely scare you.
And Lucifer wanted you to trust him as much as possible.
“Would it be okay if Lucifer comes along?”
“...y--yeah! I don’t mind!”
Hesitation mixed with fake happiness, this demon really thought that he would get some time alone with you, didn’t they? They probably planned this whole thing out and whatever excitement they were showing you was just a front to hide their true intentions. Besides, look how they are hanging off of you, they want to make a pact with you so badly it’s almost disgusting.
Might as well get rid of the pest now.
“Come on MC, I want to show you the huge petals--!”
“OW!”
You and the demon look back to see Lucifer biting down on one of your fingers, your ring finger to be exact, while making eye contact with the pest. His teeth are not necessarily breaking skin but the pain of the bite made all your attention go back on him, turning around to tug your finger away and cradle it close. “Lucifer what the hell!”
He smiles and tells you not to worry about it, your retort falling on deaf ears as Lucifer’s eyes fall on the demon one more time. Their eyes are wide and they have immediately taken two steps back, their back as straight as a needle as Lucifer sends them one last look that lets them know of his intentions.
Leave now or I will gut you in front of my human.
You turn to apologize to your friend for putting them in such a weird situation but the demon is already long gone, no sign of them ever being in your presence as you look around aimlessly.
“They left...” you frown and look at Lucifer, “Next time at least warn me.”
“If I did then you would have probably forbidden me from doing so.”
The Avatar of Pride smiles as he takes your hand, interlacing his fingers with yours as you kept talking about how you would apologize the next day. But Lucifer wasn’t listening, he just kept staring at you as you talked, happy that his master wasn’t particularly mad.
That demon would have to learn to get his own, this human was already his.
He had finally gotten you all to himself.
Mammon had a photoshoot today, making you tag along so he could finally show off his modeling skills. And it would help him out as well. The product they were trying to sell did not appeal to him one bit and he just really needed you as inspiration.
And inspiration did you give.
“Oh gorgeous Mammon gorgeous! Lean back and close your eyes.”
The cameraman was giving him compliment after compliment, excellent after excellent, it was as if all eyes were on him at that exact moment. He smiled as he thought about how you must be looking at him. His shirt was open, letting the cloth hang off the side of the couch as the camera focused primarily on the low riding jeans that showed off the boxers he was promoting.
“Perfect! Perfect!! Now turn around and stare into the camera!”
His eyes opened and his head turned expertly, Mammon smiling as he tried to make eye contact with you--
Only to see that you were gone.
Camera flashes stop as he bolts up, turning to look for you before his eyes focused on your form.
There you were...talking with someone else.
“Mammon?”
He doesn’t stare at the cameraman, only gets up and stalks towards you and the demon currently holding up the lights. Both of you turn to face him, a voice speaking loudly about a five minute break as Mammon stands behind you and hugs you from behind, placing his chin right on your shoulder as he looks at the interloper.
“Are you taking a break?”
Mammon smiles as he buries his face in your shoulder, hugging you tight as the demon tells him he did a wonderful job. Without raising his head, Mammon speaks up.
“MC, who is this?”
“Oh right! Haven’t introduced you. He is a friend from RAD! We sit together in Pactology 101.”
“Well we used to sit together...”
“We talked way too much in class, didn’t we?”
It’s like nails on a chalkboard when he laughs, Mammon feeling glad that he was closer to you so he could hear the sound of your laughter instead of the ugly screeching of the intruder taking up your attention. Did this guy think he was stupid? That he couldn’t notice all the goddamn pheromones he was releasing? Mammon shakes his head back and forth, breathing in your scent heavily as he tries to leave his own behind.
This guy was embarrassing himself with how badly he wanted to form a pact with you.
“MC.”
“Oh oh, remember when the teacher caught us texting in class?”
“I think he might want to just put us back together cause we are still causing trouble!”
The Avatar of Greed frowns, did you not hear him?
“MC…”
“Well the teacher knows we are a good match, doesn’t he?”
“A match made in hell, I would say.”
Why was this guy still talking? Why were you still listening to him?
“MC….”
“Hey after this...would you want to go get some coffee, MC? If you’re not busy.”
“Nah, I only have this toda---FUCK!”
A pair of teeth tug at your earlobe, Mammon growling in your ear as he makes eye contact with the annoyance in front of him. He should be counting his lucky stars that you were still in the room, if Mammon found him anywhere else this demon would be nothing more than a meal for his familiars.
“MC, you have to stare at me or else I’m going to take longer.”
You rub at your ear as Mammon lets go of you, breaking eye contact with the other demon as he gives you his signature pout. He didn’t want you to see him be all scary, Mammon wanted you to see him like the number one demon he always tried to be for you.
“And you had to bite me because of that!?”
“Because you weren’t paying attention! You have to keep your eyes on me or else I’m not going to sell this stupid product. In fact--”
He drags you back to the couch, yelling at the cameraman that he would be posing with you so he could actually get through this photoshoot instead of doing a solo shoot. The man sighs but calls makeup to get you ready, Mammon smiling as he sits down right next to you.
The farther you were from that guy the better, all of his master’s attention needed to be on him after all.
Of course something like this would happen. Bad luck seemed to follow Leviathan wherever he went.
"Did you see the finale of it live?"
"I did!!! My movie theatre put it on the big screen and everything!"
Levi was glad that you were a nerd just like him. It was refreshing and probably one of the biggest reasons he had decided to make a pact with you.
Well, he had tried to kill you first and then make a pact with you but it was still a special story! Who would have thought that he would land himself a human master with his own interests!
Though he guessed that was a bad thing now.
He couldn't keep his thoughts in check as the clerk of the comic store kept talking to you, Levi annoyed that he couldn't keep up with the conversation you two had. It was about some comic cinematic universe that had been adapted in the human world and he honestly didn’t want to put anymore thought into it because of how close the clerk was getting.
Dammit he should have bought the new manga volume in Akuzon...but you had been so cute irl asking him to get the manga in this comic store you found,and if his master was begging him so cutely then what else could he do?
“I actually got the limited edition of this one movie--”
Nobody cared.
“It was up for a lot in Akuzon but I’m glad I got my hands on it--”
Stop talking!
“And I have a pretty cool viewing set up in the back--!”
Stop talking, stop talking, stop talking, stop talking to MC!
Levi frowns as you gush about the movie some more, glaring down at you for letting your attention stray from him. But why should he be surprised, of course your attention would stray. Him being the yucky otaku that he is, of course you would go with the demon who took his interest and actually turned it into a profit--
No.
No! It wasn’t your fault! It wasn’t even his fault! It was this demon’s fault!
Thinking they looked so cool with their most basic of interests. If Levi could expose them for the fraud that they were, MC would be able to see the absolute fool that this demon was making themselves out to be. Smiling a lot more, inching closer as they talked, even offering to take you to the back of the store--!
People may say what they want about Levi but at least he wasn’t this desperate to get on the good side of a human...at least the first time he met you.
His eyes fall on the back of your neck, hair conveniently placed out of the way as he remembered something Lucifer had discussed with him and Mammon after they had made their pact.
You will not think rationally when you are with them, make sure to monitor your actions so you don’t embarrass yourself.
That’s what he said but…
Surely Levi wasn’t going to embarrass himself more than this demon already has.
“This is the one with the symbiote creature, right? And you got the bonus deleted scenes! Honestly I would be so down with watching it right--EEP!”
Levi made sure to let his tongue lick the back of your neck first before biting down, wanting to make the bite as painless as possible. Although he guessed that not making you feel pain was out of the question as he felt you tense up, his tongue swiping against your nape one last time as he pulled back and tugged on the back of your shirt.
“MC let’s go. They don’t have it.”
You turn to look at Levi, hand on the back of your neck as you tell him that he could have gotten your attention in any other way, but he knew for a fact that he had made his point across with the demon in front of him.
Summoning Lotan in his own home was one thing, summoning Lotan in a store would probably cost a lot…
Even if he knew brothers wouldn’t blame him with how nauseatingly this demon was trying to approach their master.
“MC, here.”
Satan breaks his pencil, but it seems the two other people don’t seem to notice.
“And it's the first edition too, but I took it out just for you.”
You smile and mention about how you didn’t need anything fancy for the assignment, just a simple book that talked about Devildom history. Which Satan agreed, this bug was acting like he owned the entire Royal Library. A pass to get a first edition title wasn’t that rare of a fucking find--if he wanted, Satan could call up any of his connections and get about 16 copies of different first edition titles that spoke not just about the Devildom history but about whatever the hell topic he could get his hands on.
This guy wasn’t that special yet he was acting like he had just given you the world on a silver platter.
The demon sat down at the table you and Satan were studying at, looking at you the entire time he explained how to open the book and how to make sure it stays in its pristine condition.
Which made Satan break another pencil.
From what you had mentioned, this guy was just someone you knew from RAD. You labeled him as the ‘smartest person in the class’. Which was a bit of an insult on his part but he guessed that as long as he wasn’t the one in your class it didn’t count as an insult towards his person.
He, of course, being the smartest demon you know.
But Satan didn’t have to be the smartest demon in RAD to know what this nuisance was doing.
If he were to read you any book on Devildom demonology, certain demons needed a human master. This insect in front of you would count as one of them. Lower demons usually tend to be without guidance and need a soul to feed from. In comes a human master, being able to fulfill that need with a pure soul of their own. The demon feeds and in return, develops a sort of ‘affection’ towards their master since they are now the hand that feeds them.
The same couldn’t be applied to Satan or his brothers, however. As the seven demon lords, they are able to gain the sustenance they need from the feed of other lower demons under the sin they were made in.
They are free to form pacts, but it’s not like they need it.
A good metaphor would be that they are essentially ‘picking off the plate’ of the lower demons, making the lower demons only cause minimal casualties up in the human world as they feed and keeping the seven lords from going feral with hunger.
Of course, things were different now. Satan had you now, a human all of his own.
Essentially, someone was trying to ‘take a bite’ of his favourite food, and Satan hated sharing.
Friends be damned, politeness be damned, he needed to show this demon his place.
“Isn’t it fascinating? The cover was made with a demon’s skin.”
“....really?”
“Yes. I believe it was from recently dead demon’s during the first Celestial War. Do you want to feel?”
You nod, curious about the black and shiny cover as the demon holds out his hand for you to take--
Only for you to yelp as Satan takes it first, dragging your hand back so it would be close to his lips as the Avatar of Wrath’s teeth bite at the skin near your wrist. You hiss in pain at the sudden sharpness, quickly pulling your hand back and staring at your demon as he gives the annoyance one last pointed stare.
“That is how demons started their pacts before we arrived in the Devildom, wasn’t it?”
The demon nodded slowly, his eyes darting to the mark on your wrist and then back at Satan. He opened his mouth to try and speak up but seemed to decide better against it, giving you one last smile as he stood up. “...I’ll...I’ll go get you the second volume. That one might include more accurate and updated information on pact markings.”
Satan smiles and nods as he scoots his chair close to you, looking back at you tracing the mark on your wrist with a frown before putting all your attention back on him.
“Did demons really used to form pact marks like this?”
The Avatar of Wrath shrugs.
“I was only guessing, he was the one who left thinking it was the truth. Here, let’s go look for a book on our own.”
Asmo would like to think that he had perfected the fake smile to the point he could keep it up for an indeterminate amount of time.
“MC! Try this!”
Yet the corners of his mouth twitched as he watched one of your friends, who happened to be a store clerk at Majolish, open the door to your dressing room to hand you another outfit they had picked out. And it wasn’t a bad outfit--!
Just...did they have to keep opening the door every single time?
Granted, he shouldn’t be in your dressing room in the first place but he insisted he would stay since you were only trying some shirts on! It wasn’t like he was seeing anything inappropriate and your pants were staying on the entire time.
This sight was okay for him because he was your demon and you were his master.
So it wasn’t right that some random nobody kept coming in to hand you shirts that they thought looked cute on you! That’s what you had Asmo for!
Yet here he was, secluded to sit down on the little chairs that someone would usually toss the unwanted clothes they wouldn’t buy. Which was already doing horrible things for his self-esteem.
“I learned a couple of things by working here. See? The color really matches your hair.”
The Avatar of Lust scoffs when he hears that. What exactly did the demon learn? How to match colors? Oh look, someone learned the basics of the color wheel, someone give them a medal.
“And since you are wearing something long at the bottom, it’s only fair that you go with something short on top.”
This demon is going to win an award for making basic observations, Asmo could already see it. What a future they had ahead of them.
“These colors are summery too so...it goes great with the weather!”
Oh he wants to gag, Asmo’s heard enough.
“You don’t think it’s too revealing? I do like the color though…”
Before the demon can answer, Asmo grabs your shoulders and pulls you back to him with a smile as he makes you look in the mirror.
“I think it’s revealing enough for the summer look you are going for...except can you maybe get it in a light pastel? Any color would do it just needs to be a pastel color if we want it to go with the light color of your bottoms.”
The demon deflates at the sudden lack of contact with you but nods as they step out, waving goodbye and stating once again how ‘gorgeous’ you looked. Which Asmo guessed was the only compliment they had in their arsenal.
Gorgeous didn’t even begin to describe you.
“I did like this color, Asmo. Does it not look good?”
“No it looks perfect on you! But--”
He tugs on the floral print top and smiles as he wraps his arms around your shoulders.
“Floral prints are extremely last season and I want you to be on a more neutral type of clothing. Just simple colors. This way we can add some jewelry--some of my own creation of course.”
Asmo smiles when you giggle, fixing your top and looking at yourself in the mirror a couple more times as you mumble to yourself about how Devildom summers seem rather temperate compared to the ones you were used to and how you wouldn’t need anything sleeveless.
Damn the Devildom summers, if they could even be called that at all.
His ears twitch as he hears the pest start to make their way back, Asmo’s smile dropping slowly as he looks down at your neck. This was the spot they kept staring at, wasn’t it? Shame it wasn’t decorated--
But he could fix that~ “I found some other colors that would go well with you MC, do you want to--”
“OW OW OW!”
Asmo’s teeth are right on your neck, turning to look back at the clerk with a smile and a little wave as he hums at the way you clench and unclench your fingers while looking at him through the mirror, wanting to ask just why he was doing this but the pain keeping you quiet. It was cute how much you were hurting but how you were doing absolutely nothing to stop him. This could technically mean that you approved of what he was doing, correct?
He lets go as the clerk immediately closes the door, you calling out for your friend but Asmo brings you back and makes you look at the mirror one more time.
“There we go. That’s a pretty mark, right MC? An Asmodeus Limited Edition item, just for you~”
If this kept happening, Beel was going to eat this demon.
“You need to try some Devildom food, MC! I promise it's good!”
Beel stomach growls again as you laugh, ignoring the parfait in front of you. He gives you a tap on the shoulder and your attention is right back to him. “Oh sorry, Beel. Here!” You scoop up the delicious frozen treat and feed it to him, Beel smiling as he takes another two bites of his hamburger and watches you and your friend talk. He actually had no idea that you had any friends in RAD and was happy to see that at least some demons were treating you nicely, compared to theo ones who had teased you when you first arrived.
Well he said teased, more like threatened to eat you.
He figured you would make friends fast though, you were nice and all the demons here were already attracted to human souls so it was bound to happen that one of them would have the courage to talk to you.
Yet this one seemed rather...eager.
“How about this. Hell’s Kitchen serves good food but I know this awesome corner in the wall place we can get some grilled bat sandwiches. Guts and everything.”
His stomach growls again, he knew of the place this demon was talking about and would most likely want to take you there himself if you ever asked.
Beel takes another two bites before waiting for you to feed him the parfait.
Nothing.
He frowns and stares at you again, the demon keeping your attention all to himself as you spoke about how you didn’t necessarily want to eat anything with guts in it. His eyes went to the parfait, watching some of the perfectly placed scoops slowly melt and droop down on the plate.
MC, pay attention to him!
This was his time with you! He didn’t mind if someone else stepped in and he was glad you were making friends but this demon was interrupting his mealtime!
He ate his burger, you fed him ice-cream, this is how it had always worked!
People could say what they wanted but Beel was a creature of habit, and he was in the habit of having you feed him.
Not just that, he was in the habit of having your attention all on him when it was his time to hang out with you.
Wasn’t this demon just being a bother? Didn’t you also want them gone?
They kept talking about all the stuff that clearly grossed you out, seemingly delighted with your reactions as they kept trying to egg you on to say yes to an outing. If it wasn’t for the fact that you were smiling the entire time, Beel would have already made the move to unhinging his jaw and--
“I promise I’ll treat you to the best ghost pepper pizza you’ve ever had. You’re free after this, right?”
Beel’s stomach growls, whether in hunger or anger Beel wouldn’t be able to say. All he knows is that this demon is bad news for both him and you.
So what would be the quickest way to make him back off?
“I’m not but I can take a raincheck--!”
You drop the spoon you were holding as Beel bites your cheek, throwing the demon one quick glimpse before letting out a few sounds that seemed to make up your name. The demon stares at you and Beel as the Avatar of Gluttony pulls away from you, licking his lips as you slowly put a hand on your cheek and turn to look at him.
“The parfait is gonna melt. I want another bite.”
“Beel…”
Eyes turn to the demon once again, Beel frowning as he takes a hold of your hand underneath the table.
“Please leave. If MC is going to eat Devildom food then they’ll eat it with me. The only thing you are going to do is gross them out.”
“So what did you want to talk about?”
Belphie frowned as your fingers gently played with his hair. That is not what he had asked for when he asked to lay on your lap. Belphegor wanted the usual way you would comb through his hair, both of you gently whispering to each other as the planetarium ambience lulled him to sleep.
“Well...uhm...I wanted to ask something important.”
And who the hell was this person? He peeked up to look at you smiling at the screen, frowning that you still didn’t seem to notice you were doing a shit job at giving him the attention he needed. Whoever this was had been on the line with you for a good solid ten minutes, talking about useless subjects such as their day and what they had for lunch. If anything, Belphegor had no idea how this thing was taking your attention. You were doing most of the talking anyway, they should just hang up and leave you alone to pay attention to your demon.
“We’ve known each other for a while.”
Belphegor most likely knew MC for longer...maybe.
“And honestly I haven’t met a human like you before. You just...I just expected humans to be something and you aren’t that so it threw me off.”
The Avatar of Sloth yawns as he buries his head in your lap, smiling at the darkness he found in the small crook of your thighs. He yawns again and closes his eyes to try and fall asleep but the grating voice of the demon on the phone was sending nothing but warning signals to his brain.
“So I wanted to ask something I didn’t think I would ask a human before.”
He really wanted to yell ‘get to the point’ or ‘hang up the phone’ but he knew that you would most likely shush him and tell him to be patient, which would then result in you gently pushing him away so you could talk somewhere more private. And he wasn’t ready to lose his favourite pillow just yet.
So he continued listening, tracing random shapes on your thighs as he felt his eyelids start to droop.
“I know you have seven pacts already…”
Damn straight.
“But would an eight be too much for you?”
That wakes Belphegor right up, eyes wide open and head turned to face up at you to see your reaction. Of course you would be surprised, this demon really had the guts to ask the current master of the Seven deadliest demons in the Devildom for a pact?
You better be grateful that Belphegor found comfort in your lap and would prefer to stay here, rather than go break the neck of the demon insolent enough to try to take his master away.
So go ahead, reject him.
“A pact? With me?”
What were you doing?
Don’t give him such a hopeful answer! Belphegor had to share you with six other demons constantly and those demons were his siblings! He was okay sharing with Beel but he drew the line at anyone else! Adding an eighth demon to that would be like asking for a bloodbath, a bloodbath with only one target.
Belphegor frowned as the demon started talking again, stuttering and jumping over his words like he was a dog who asked to eat their masters table. Which essentially he was, not like there was room for him anyway.
“I know I’m not like those brothers--”
Damn straight.
“But making a pact with you would make me really happy...is what I am trying to say.”
He wants to gag.
A part of him couldn’t blame the demon, you were perhaps the best master a demon could ask for, but you were already t a k e n.
And you were to blame too, you know?
You weren’t rejecting him like you should. The face you were making was far too surprised and flattered at the proposition given to you. Were you that greedy? Had Mammon rubbed off on you? You had seven of the most powerful demons under your command, what more could you possibly want?
As a master, you were doing a bad job at rejecting this insect and an even more horrible job at not paying attention to the actual demon you were tied to.
He turns his head back to the darkness of your thighs, feeling you shift as you also struggle to find an answer. This was becoming too much, if Belphegor didn’t act fast you were most likely going to say yes, just because you didn’t know any better!
Fuck it, you could try to push him off but Belphegor would hold on tightly, he had to save you from your mistake.
“Uhm. Well that is honestly really flattering. And eight pacts wouldn’t be so bad--”
You slap a hand over your mouth, your teeth biting into your tongue as you look down at the demon nipping at the inside of your thigh. Belphie looks up innocently, batting his eyelashes at you as he bites down a little harder--
“I’ll-try-to-have-an-answer-for-you-later-got-to-go-bye!”
Fingers hurry to end the call as Belphegor quickly lets go, smiling as you gape down at him.
“I was in the middle of a call!”
“I know.”
“Then what was that about!?”
The Avatar of Sloth shrugs as he closes his eyes.
“You weren’t paying attention to me. It made me mad.”
You sigh and lean back, Belphegor waiting for a few moments before smiling as he feels your fingers combing through his hair.
“Next time,just talk to me, Belphegor.”
He would have answered, but that would make him promise something he most likely was not going to do.
Could you do the brothers reacting to an MC who, when angry, makes Lucifer look like a puppy in comparison? Hope you have a good day!
Brothers React To A MC When Angry Makes Lucifer Look Like A Puppy In Comparison
LUCIFER
This human...is making him look like a puppy!
When Lucifer gets angry, he changes into his demon form to intimidate others. But MC doesn't even need another form, because their anger makes him look inferior!
Preventive measures need to be taken to ensure that his brothers don't anger MC..or pandemonium would arise.
He swears he feels like the lamb instead of the wolf now. He is the demon, not the human!
Lucifer can feel the atmosphere change into something darker, more wrathful when MC gets angry....
MAMMON
Human aren't supposed to be so angry and intimidating!
The first time MC got angry, he was already on his knees, asking forgiveness for something he never did! But one glance at the others and quietened down, because they were kneeling too.....
Having Goldie talking away didn't scare him as much as angry MC did!
Even Diavolo would kneel under such power..such is MC's wrath. Lucifer looks like a puppy! Hah!
One can feel the aura around them darken...it made Lucifer tremble too....
LEVIATHAN
He's sorry! Don't be angry! AHHH
The silence that took over the house made him get out of his room to investigate, but then he saw his kneeling brothers...and he kneeled too....
Not even Lucifer could scare him this much, such is their power...
This is eerily similar to that anime character who when angry could throw the most powerful of characters into the wall or into mountains!
Levi barely managed to even stutter a word out in front of an angry MC...
SATAN
This human's wrath...is making him tremble...
He has never seen someone as angry, or even as furious than him and Lucifer! They are making him feel intimidated!
The very moment MC got irritated and snapped, one by one all his brothers kneeled on the floor, and he did too.
Quite the irony we have here. The Avatar of Pride is getting intimidated by a human, his pride must be affected a lot...
But if it makes his brothers tone down their antics, well, he isn't complaining about the silence!
ASMODEUS
Being so angry isn't good for your skin!
He swore he could feel the temperature drop when MC got angry...before he knew it, he was alongside his brothers on the floor, kneeling for forgiveness.
Their anger is worse than Lucifer's when he invites him to his room for a 'chat' after a rave party.
Lucifer is Nothing in comparison to MC's anger. Even he looks insignificant when faced with MC's wrath!
Asmodeus is now going to be on his best behaviour around them......
BEELZEBUB
They look....mad....
The first time he witnessed MC's anger, he felt the atmosphere darken as everyone quietened down, and then the storm began.
Even Lucifer quakes in his shoes because of MC.....
But that means his brothers are on their best behaviour around them, and Beel appreciates being able to watch a movie without having fights break out every ten minutes. (Or when there's food.)
Belphegor didn't take to it very well though...
BELPHEGOR
This human...is making him feel scared....
On noticing the effect MC's anger had on his brothers, he was intent on making Lucifer suffer. MC makes him look like a puppy in comparison. But the plan backfired real quick....
He was on the verge of begging for forgiveness, shaking as Satan waved him a goodbye from a corner.
Belphegor won't annoy MC again.....
Sigyn, by Comics artist Dylan Teague
A few months ago, I commissioned Dylan Teague, a Comics artist, to draw his own version of Sigyn. And here is the result. Doesn't she look AMAZING??? :D
❖ Golden Hour ❖
He, the damned that blessed by the Heaven. She, the blessing that loved by the fallen, the light that once beaming his soul.
Art by @Mygeshabeen
Animation ©Rikkimori
Song "Golden Hour" JVKE
First of all, love your analysis!! They are legit my favourites <3 second, do you think the brothers have had past relationships before MC? Were they intimate or just some fwb kind of thing? Do you think that some nobles try to get with one of the brothers? Sorry if I sound nosy!! Just wanna know your guys opinions cause you guys always have the best answers! >:D (ps. you guys are my favourite obey me blog hehe)
Ahhhh thank you, you're so sweet!! Σ(O///O) (,,>﹏<,,) Apologies for the delay in answering this!
As far as past relationships before MC go, yes we think there probably have been some. It is a dating sim, so of course they want to make it that MC is ✨special✨ for them, but let's think realistically about it. They've all lived an incredibly long time before MC!
We certainly do know that nobles and others are interested in them. Barbatos mentions that all of them have fan clubs, and there's even a memory UR card titled "Popular with the Ladies" after all! And Great Witch Maddi is infamously aggressive for trying to get with some of them, including frustrating the hell out of Satan and Lucifer -- as well as a rather dark implication about what she might have done to Mammon once.
As to the particular nature of their past relationships, though, it probably varies a lot from brother to brother!
Lucifer doesn't do anything half-assed, and he's way too prideful for anything that could damage his or his family's reputation. He might go on a few dates for political reasons, but he thinks of those as work, not romance. If he actually gets into a relationship, it's serious. That said, he's such a workaholic that past relationships are probably pretty few and far in between except with Diavolo.
Mammon is the type to hook up intending it to be a casual one-night stand, and end up in love before he knows what's happened. He falls in love fast, and though the relationships may have burned up just as quickly, he really loved them -- even if he might never admit it.
Leviathan prides himself on being a hardcore shut-in, so his relationship history is probably mainly littered with online relationships with fellow gamers. He may have been too shy to actually ever meet up with any of them, or maybe not.
Satan has a lot of acquaintances and is generally well-liked within the Devildom, so he's undoubtedly had his share of admirers. And he's always trying to expand his horizons by trying new things, to get away from being "only wrath." So yeah, he's probably tried dating casually, maybe had some that were considered more serious, but didn't really have that full-blown understanding of love until MC came along.
Asmodeus is, well....let's just be realistic here. He's the Avatar of Lust. We saw the brothers giving him shit for hitting on everyone even when he was an angel, so of course he's probably hooked up with tons of people before MC. But the whole reason MC has been so special to him is because they're the first one that he feels like really loves him for more than just his beauty, so they're the first serious relationship for him.
Beelzebub is one of the "popular with the ladies" guys, but it just isn't really a priority for him. Still, he's not one to say no if someone invites him out for a meal, so he's definitely gone out on dates from time to time, even if some of them may have been accidental. But it seems MC is really the first to be equally important to him as his family, so any past relationships probably weren't nearly as serious.
Belphegor isn't a total shut-in like Levi, but frankly he just doesn't care a whole lot about anybody outside of his family. So he might have had casual flings with those who showed interest, but he likely would have hit a point where he would have decided it's not worth the effort.
Hello, could you do hc's for the brothers where they realize Mc is an reincarnation of their lover? They look uncannily similar, act the same, their personality is the same, every odd quirk and habbit is the same
Brothers Realize MC Is A Reincarnation Of Their Lover
LUCIFER
He doesn't know whether to loathe or like you.
In fact, if Lucifer closes his eyes or even glances at that photo hidden away in his drawer with a fake bottom; the demon is sure he won't be able to compose himself for long.
Not when someone with a staggering...resemblance to his lover comes as the human exchange student.
Even in hell, Father decided to torture him.
Why did your smile have to be eerily similar to them? Why did you have your tea with the exact sweetness that they preferred? Why did you kick him in your sleep during that 'sleepover'?
Merely a coincidence, he told himself. He didn't want to accept it, not when his heart was already in their hands.
But then you come along and make yourself known, setting fire in the demon's heart that he thought had long gone out. You give him tea and sit with him—bicker—like they used to. Bold and blunt.
He told himself it was nothing but a mere similarity, that it was nothing more than a coincidence, that your smile or your jokes had no connection to them, or that the way you brewed him tea and listened to his records and challenged him and loved him and laughed and d—
Futile.
Only when he sees that familiar mark on the nape of your neck, the exact spot where he placed his mark, a sigil, evidence of the relationship with them eons ago, only then is the Morningstar forced to confront reality.
It's them.
No, he corrects himself—it's you, you, a reincarnation, a lucky brush of fate or the thread that binds you two; something that brought you back to him.
"Do you remember me too, MC?"
MAMMON
His brothers called him a clingy demon.
They weren't wrong, to call him out on his inability to leave you alone even for a minute; for Mammon couldn't bear to not be by your side. They were wrong on the reason.
Maybe his brothers genuinely didn't remember, or even if they did, it would be cruel to get his hopes up, that there was even a slight chance that you were the person he lost many millennia's ago.
The demon tells himself that, too.
But that doesn't stop his behavior around you—already knowing your tastes in food and clothing, or the genre of movies that you would like to watch, or even the corny jokes he found himself chuckling at. Mammon finds himself reveling in the praise and love you bask him in, much like they used to.
It's almost like the old times.
Almost.
For you bear a resemblance to their features, their adorable quirk of patting his head whenever the demon was in the vicinity, of their penchant of getting into trouble and making reckless decisions—
Is he sure that you're...really you?
Is it....a reincarnation?
A nod of Lucifer's head and his soft smile tells Mammon all that he needs to know.
LEVIATHAN
Never should have gone out of the room.
This is what Levi concludes when he sees the human exchange student, and a part of him rejoices, but at the same time, it hurts so fucking much.
So, so much.
The demon slinks back to his room, shutting the door behind and doesn't come out for a whole week. Levi cries, the bass of the music drowns out everything, like screams in the ocean.
He doesn't look at you for a week, until you come to his room with a plate of food after he missed breakfast again. With that uncanny smile you hand him the tray and ask if you can watch some anime with him later.
Levi shuts the door in your face.
You get a reply later; a text, that visiting hours for his room will be only available to you.
When he watches his favorite shows with you, Levi doesn't focus on the screen. He focuses on you. It's creepy, but Levi is looking for someone he thought he had lost years ago.
And then he sees the recommendation for an anime where the protagonist is reincarnated on a quest and something in his mind flips.
And it's now crystal clear that you once knew Levi.
SATAN
He'd read about it in books.
The concept of reincarnation was familiar to Satan, and yet it was something he treated as a fairytale. For every time he opened that damned book it just added salt to his wounds—another reminder of his helplessness, of how the lovers in the book met again but he couldn't.
Until you emerged from the portal, bearing a striking resemblance to the person he once gave his heart to.
The smile on his face falters; but only for a brief moment, and he's back to his usual self. Satan glares at Lucifer when the former places a hand on his shoulder.
He tried to stay away, at first, but you were always so enchanting, pulling him into bliss.
The demon noticed how you preferred to pet a cat—firm scratches on the chin and a pat to the back, just like they did. That how your habit of waking up late and grumbling was similar to their's, or how you came to him with more books to read together.
Satan didn't want hope, at first.
For the possibility of it being just a mere coincidence is there, and it would be cruel to have that ray of hope taken away.
But reincarnations were fate, and was the resemblance coincidence or on purpose?
So many questions, yet no answers.
But then you came to his room on the night his wrath was overflowing, and grabbed his clawed hands and wiped the tears from his eyes. You calmed the storm, just like they had done.
And finally, finally, did Satan accept that it was destiny that brought you together.
ASMODEUS
He's used to seeing glimpses of you in strangers.
That one had your eyes, the other your smile, one copied the way you laughed. He'd bed them, invite them to his room and try to forget his sorrow and pretend that those strangers were you—if only for a brief moment.
But then you come along, a striking being to them; their personality, looks, habits—it's almost eerie.
Hearing your voice, the demon doesn't know what to do.
Asmodeus wasn't quite ready to accept that the human exchange student was someone he had known.
He acted the same, but distanced himself—never growing too close, fearing that the ray of hope in his mind was not true. That it was a delusion made by his desperate mind.
Until that night when he was drunk.
Too much Demonus, and he was stumbling into the house with messy hair and slurred speech. Given his hazy mind, it was predictable that the demon would start bawling the moment he saw you.
He hugged, begged and cried into your arms—glad that you've come back and that he missed you. That it had been too long.
Asmodeus remembers everything from the previous night.
Reincarnation, same soul—different body—was it possible? That you've come back to him?
Hearing your laugh, Asmodeus knows the answer.
BEELZEBUB
His hands instinctively reached out to touch the exchange student as soon as they emerged. And who could blame him? You were a splitting image of them; with those eyes and that smile that he treasured.
But you weren't..them.
Beelzebub found himself trailing after you, finding himself munching on food in places he didn't bother to remember, but the one thing he remembers is that you were always there.
Your presence was comforting.
Like that time when you took his bed after eating his custard, or protecting him from Lucifer's wrath, despite knowing that the Morningstar's anger alone could kill you.
He felt protected again.
Beel swore he won't repeat his mistakes again—that he couldn't afford to lose anyone anymore—that he'll protect until his last breath.
You were patient with him, just like they had been. Gave him snacks hidden in your bag and held his hand when the pangs of his stomach became too painful to endure.
In those moments, he could have sworn.
But now, Beel swears it's you, after seeing the mark on your soul, another magic experiment by Solomon.
It's you.
BELPHEGOR
He's surely going mad.
Belphegor was sure he had died when the human exchange student came up the stairs. That was the plan all along; play the human like a fiddle and get his revenge. Ruin the program and watch Diavolo's reputation crumble. Murder the cause for Lilith's death.
But then you wander up to his door and all words die on his tongue.
Belphegor got dreams after—of their face and presence—and seeing you pained the demon.
He wanted to reach out to them; touch them, cry in their arms, hold their heart in his hands just like he did eons ago.
But you weren't them. You were just..similar to them in physical features. So what if your smile matched theirs? So what if your laughter was the same? It didn't matter that you had the same sense of humor and quirks. All that mattered was sabotaging the damned exchange programme.
These things were always too good to be true, right?
So when now another dream plagues his mind, it's of the same laugh and the same voice—except that it's your face.
And in that moment, the demon understands.
But then Belphegor wakes up and sees the door is open and you're standing there. And the next step was to strangle the human; mock their humanity and throw them down the stairs.
How can he kill you?
How, how, how, howhowhowhow
Belphegor falls to the floor in tears.
What does the seven rulers of hell actually do?
...when they're not throwing another party or get trapped in a curse out of nowhere
Lucifer
He is mainly involved in politics. He processes lots of confidential documentation everyday. He also co-run an interrogation unit with Barbatos.
Mammon
He is out on the field to do the shadow/dirty work for Lucifer. He gets paid handsomely for it.
Leviathan
He is responsible for marine force management. He gets well paid by doing his job, although he's not interested at all. It supports his expensive hobby, so no complaints.
Satan
He reads manuscript and finds powerful magic artifacts which scattered in Devildom/other reamls. He talks to all kinds of specialists and solves mysteries. When Lucifer is not around to make important decisions, he sometimes fills in his position.
Asmodeus
He is responsible for public relations. He manages events, create and spread propaganda for Devildom. He also gets a lot of classified intelligence from people by charming them.
Beelzebub
He protects Lucifer. He also manages a small elite bodyguard team for him.
Belphegor
This bad bitch only does two things. Sleep or kill. He's very good at disguising. He can be the delivery guy. He can be the janitor. He can be the waiter. He eliminate his target effortlessly because he moves so quick and unnoticeable. He doesn't get a lot of jobs though, so he still sleeps most of the days.
Bonus: MC
They escort human souls to hell for punishment as their after school activity. After they graduated from RAD, they will be hunting lost souls on earth, and sort them into heaven or hell.
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