Obey Me Diavolo - Blog Posts

Alright everyone I have a question/request and hopefully some of you are willing to answer or participate. I want to know why your favorite obey me character is the best character. For instance if you like Solomon tell me why he’s so great, or if you like Raphael why is he the best angel boy. I will admit I do have favorites but I’m curious if anyone can convince me to like a character that I’m not sure about. I won’t say who they are though I want to hear honest opinions on this.

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Hey everyone just wanted to give you all a heads up I’m working on some more stuff and one of them is super long so be ready, I think it’ll be best to break it up into parts one for the brothers and another for the side characters but tell me what you think is best.

So I made and posted on Mobile so please excuse my poor grammar and spelling mistakes

The Brothers and Dateables search history

Lucifer

How old is the oldest demonus

How many cups of coffee is too much coffee

How many days can a demon go without sleeping

Where to buy cursed rope

Mammon

How much is the Grimm to human realm currency

How many forms of currency are in the human realm

Loan shark protection agency

Free loan shark protection agency

How old do humans live

How to keep human alive for longer

How much sleep does a human need

Can humans die from a cough

How to tell if human is dying

How long do humans sleep

Can human die from being woken up

Debt forgiveness

Levi

When will the next volume of TSL be released

Ruri-Hana figure

Ruri-Hana concept art book

Ruri-Hana TSL crossover real?

Pet goldfish cosplay

How to convince human to cosplay

How to stop nosebleed

Newest episode of TSL

When will the next volume of “that time I was turned into a cat girl detective and now I have to solve crimes until I can find the person who cursed me only to find out they’re my childhood friend” be out

When will the next episode of “I’m a submissive demon in love with a nice and dominant human but can’t seem to get my feelings across to them” air

Satan

Cat cafe near by

Cat adoption center

Cat bookstores near me

Cat detective costume

Matching detective costumes with cats

Human realm book stores

Cursed book auction

First edition human world book auction

How to hide cat in library

Does decaffeinated coffee taste different from normal coffee

Where to buy decaf coffee

Curses that cause person to have uncontrollable sneezing

Asmo

Asmodeus

Asmodeus fan club

Asmodeus pictures

Asmodeus fan club forums

Asmodeus modeling

Asmodeus endorsed brands

#asmodeus

#asmodeus_fan

Asmodeus Devilgram fan page

Beel

Restaurants near me

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All you can buffet near me

How to not get banned from all you can eat restaurants

How much food should a human eat

What foods can humans eat

Human realm restaurants

How to get unbanned from human realm restaurant

Restaurants near me

Belphie

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New keyboard

Keyboard pillow

Lavender scented pillow spray

Human realm Planetarium

Devildom planetarium

Where to buy matching Star necklaces and bracelets

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Diavolo

What foods are safe for humans

Do humans like warm weather

Do humans need sunlight

New beachfront properties

Little D snacks

How to make friends

What does Yeet mean

How to Yeet something

What is it based off of

What does based mean

Why do my friends keep telling me to cook

Barbatos

Rare human realm teas

Tea cake recipes

Human realm Cream puff vs Devildom cream puffs

Where to buy vintage tea sets

Rat traps

What is a rat king

Where to buy Flame throwers

Human safe cake recipes

Simeon

*he couldn’t figure out how to open the search engine*

Luke

Cake recipes

Cream puff recipes

How to not get poisoned by Solomon’s cooking

Where to buy angel cake molds

How to teach someone how to use computers

How to stop being called Chihuahua

How to grow taller fast 

Just downloaded Nightbringer wish me luck I think I’ll need it…….

Ok I'm bored PLZ anyone wanna rp "obey me" with me? It'll be great if your interested

Diavolo? Lonely? Nonsense! Just look at him and his best friends!

I was drawn to him by his himbo bustline and fatherly vibes

Speed draw has been added:)

I was just bored and yah I did this

Also link here if ya wanna try!

TierMaker

Create a Obey me Tier List

No

I'm also curious as to why each om! boy is rated as such so to anyone doing this, I'd love to see your reasons! Tag me while you're at it too (if ya wanna)!

Here's mine if ya wanna read

I'm a HUGE simp for Barbatos and Solomon

I'd imagine that Simeon is obvious, but also because he's a writer like I am! Would love to exchange story ideas with him

Lucifer... Well, he is my type. Fancy and rich lol but he's very prideful so honestly, I much rather keep him as a friend to avoid couple fighting🙄but would still date him

Satan, also my type. Bookworm. But I see him as a sibling at most or a bestie

Diavolo... I really have no chance with him. Would love him as a bestie tho!

Mammon is too overbearing to me. I don't mind him. It's just that he gets annoying sometimes but I love him still

I used to simp for Beel until my feelings grew platonic and now I just wanna pat him and feed him. I see him as a sibling!

I only see Asmo as a bestie sorry

Honestly? Fuck Belphie and Levi. Belphie fucking killed me, used me, and definitely saw me as Lilith for a period of times. But... I suppose he can be tolerable

Levi tho? I'm sorry to all the Levi stans but HOLY SHIT this guy infuriates me TOO MUCH. I won't go into detail but fucking hell

WHOEVER SEXUALIZE OR LOVES LUKE ROMANTICALLY, PLEASE BLOCK ME. GO AWAY. I DON'T NEED CREEPS

Bestie! Solomon back at it again

MC: *giggles*

Solomon: *laughs* This is gonna be awesome.

MC: Oh, yeah, definitely.

Lucifer: *happens to walk past* ?!

Solomon: Oh, hey, Lucifer.

MC: Hello.

Lucifer: *quickly confiscates the magic potion bottle from Solomon, knowing it's a concoction that can melt anything and anyone* What do you think you're doing with this?! This is an extremely dangerous potion!

Solomon: Yeah, I know.

Lucifer: Of course, you know! MC doesn't-

MC: I know.

Lucifer: ...excuse me?

MC: I know.

Lucifer: Yes, I heard you! I just want to know why in the Devildom you're willing to use this potion knowing it could melt your skin in just a drop?!

MC: *shrugs*

Lucifer: You're- *frustrated sigh* unbelievable.

Solomon: Shh, shh, let them be. I'm here *smiles 'innocently'*

Lucifer: ...no. I'm taking this with me *walks away*

MC: *sad*

Solomon: Don't worry, MC *pulls out a small vial from his pocket with an evil smirk* I always have a backup plan after all.

MC: *evil smirk* This is why we're besties.

In the student council room...

Lucifer: *tired sigh* Can we pick another human?

Diavolo: Oh, but why? They're very entertaining so far. Don't you agree, Barbatos?

Barbatos: *smiles* Yes, Young Master.

Lucifer: You're only agreeing because you have to.

Somewhere outside: *terrified screams, glass smashing, sounds of fire crackling that causes the school's water sprinkler to activate and evil laughter*

The royals: ....

Diavolo: *laughs* It seems that I've brought the right human!

Lucifer: Diavolo!

An AU where we're already besties with our favourite magic man, MonSolo! (Obviously, crack ensues)

MC: *gets summoned* Yo, wtf-

Diavolo: Hello, MC! Welcome to Devildom!

MC: ....

Lucifer: Are you so shocked that you can't speak? Well, it's fine. I-

MC: *feels pockets and frowns* Where's my phone?

Lucifer: Ah, about that, actually-

MC: No, actually, why the hell am I here?

Lucifer: You're here to-

MC: Don't you know it's illegal to kidnap me?

Diavolo: Uh, I-

MC: I want- no, I NEED to go back. Now.

Lucifer: *annoyed* Already annoying, I see...

*****

MC: *wandering around RAD*

???: Excuse me, but-

MC: *turns around and widens eyes* Sol?!

Solomon: MC?! Wait, so you're the other human exchange student?!

MC: And... You're the magic dude those demons were talking about?!

Solomon: Well...

MC: Well, say no less, you magic man! C'mere! *hugs Solomon tightly*

Solomon: *laughs and hugs back* Good God, MC. It's been so long since I last saw you.

MC: Bitch, same.

Solomon & MC: *laughs and starts walking together*

Asmodeus, watching everything from afar: I didn't know MC and Solomon were already friends.

Lucifer: *sighs* I can sense chaos between them.

Asmodeus: *smirks* I got another one.

Lucifer: Don't you dare.

WTF (Small... Crack)

GN! MC

*****

Diavolo, Barbatos, Lucifer and MC are in Diavolo's study room to play some card games. While they were playing, MC received a call. Upon picking it up...

MC: Yeah?

MC holds their D.D.D. between their head and shoulder, eyes not taking off from their hand to arrange the cards in strength.

Luke: MC, please help us...

MC: Hm? What happened?

Luke: Solomon... He, uh... He's in the kitchen. Half naked, covered in whatever sauce and is running around the burning stove yelling... Macarena?

Just as he said that, MC grabs their phone and stares at the screen, face unamused. Can they go one day without having to deal with Solomon's shit? Don't get them wrong. They love Solomon with all their heart but often times, they always clean up his mess. With a sigh, MC places their cards downwards and stands.

MC: I'll be there in five...

Luke: *sounds traumatized* Please hurry. Now's he's on the counter doing some-

Simeon: Simeon here. Get here as quick as you can. I've shielded Luke's eyes. He's on the counter... Twerking, as you people say

MC: *pinches the bridge of their nose* Oh, for the love of- I'll be there *hangs up*

Diavolo: What happened?

MC: I'll explain later. I need to save the kitchen for a bit

Barbatos: WHAT?! *gets up and grabs MC's arm before zooming out from the room*

Diavolo: ...

Lucifer: ...

Diavolo: So... Should we peek at their cards?

Lucifer: *sighs like the tired mom that he is*

Rain (Barbatos x Reader)

Female! Reader

Slight angst but with a happy ending

In the human realm there you stood, under the heavy rain that wets your figure, soaking your entire being with its polluted water but you couldn't care less about how you'll get sick afterwards. No. You stare into nothingness, the heavy rain greatly limiting your field of vision to maybe one to two meters and even so, objects are extremely blurry.

The reason why you're under the rain is because you're heartbroken. It's stupid, yes, you know but he was your fiance of three years so it's heart shattering and as if your life line is plugged out when you caught him in action with another woman, balls deep into her as her moans fill the room, clearly having a good time. The reason for his cheating is because you didn't want to have sexual intercourse with him but being the religious person you are, you stated that you didn't want to have sex until after marriage but it seems that he couldn't wrap his mind around the idea.

'He only wants you for your body', your best friend said, attempting to comfort you but it didn't do much as your mind wanders to that specific moment in your life.

'He's the one missing out! It just means that he wasn't your soulmate. God has other plans for you', then why did He has to make it so painful to you?

'Fuck that guy! I hope he gets condemned to Hell', you wish too but you try to get yourself out of that mind set since it's quite the sin to wish someone that.

All these allegations are true, yet here you are, under the rain thinking negatively about yourself. Weren't you pretty enough? Wasn't your company enough for him? Satisfying enough for him? You let out a shaky breath and close your eyes, the rain getting heavier if that's possible. You really want to disappear off the surface of the Earth but you didn't. Again, it's a great sin if you did it.

So, you resorted to just being sad and crying out your sadness all alone. It was... Comforting, to say the very least and with the rain, it's easy to cover up your tears and voice.

"ARGH!" You screamed out loud. You could barely make out your own voice. Perfect.

So you screamed again and again and again until you ran out of energy. If you can't hurt or kill yourself, you might as well tire yourself and just go to sleep. But even so, you figured that you might have nightmares regarding what happened to you just yesterday so you might as well completely drain your energy until you can't move.

With one last scream of frustration and anger, you drop to your knees and let tears flow down your face. God, you just wanted to kill yourself but you can't. Sometimes you wish you weren't that religious but it's these times that you're also glad.

How long have you been under the rain? Half an hour? An hour? More than that? You don't know nor do you care at this point. You certainly couldn't care less about your health as well. You just want to hide under the rain so when you thought the rain stopped, you were confused. It's still raining yet why aren't you under it? Then, you look up.

An umbrella.

"Wha?" You breathe out under your breath as you look at the person holding the umbrella.

Due to the darkness, you can't really see his features but you can tell that he's wearing a suit and has gloves on. His expression though empty as ever, his eyebrows are furrowed as if to mimic confusion. He holds out a hand for you to grab and for a moment, flashbacks of your ex-boyfriend doing the same fills your vision and you shake your head.

The man assumes that you didn't want help and retracts his hand. You stand up but wobbled a bit due to you kneeling for so long, causing you to accidentally grab the man's arm. He was as still as a statue, seemingly unbothered by the fact that you just threw yourself towards him. You mutter an apology even though he won't hear it and didn't bother to squeeze water out your hair or clothes.

"Are you okay, miss?" He asks.

You nod and look away, slightly embarrassed of your appearance at the moment. "Yeah, I'm fine. I'll be going now."

"Wait."

You turn to him. "Do you need something, sir?"

Lightning strikes, lighting up the darkness and you only manage to see his features clearly for a few seconds. Beautiful emerald eyes, green hair gradienting to a teal down his bangs on the left side of his face and no expression at all yet it seems to compliment his handsome features. For a moment, you forgot to breathe. How can a man this beautiful exist?

"You just seem sad and I know that I'm just a stranger, a nobody to you but I do have some time to spare before I go back to serve my master." He states.

You were suspicious. The world is a dangerous place and if a handsome man like Ted Bundy can turn out to be a manipulative murderer, then surely, the man in front of you can do the same.

When no answer is heard from you, he sighs and puts a hand over his heart before bowing down to you, much to your surprise. "I am Barbatos, the butler to my master, Lord Diavolo."

"I... I see." You weren't expecting a butler to be by your side.

"You now know my name, my occupation and my master. Surely, this is enough information for you." The butler, you now know as Barbatos, said.

"Oh, uh, yeah." You awkwardly fidget around. He's just too formal with you that makes it uncomfortable for you.

"So, may I know what is the cause of your sadness? Why are you just kneeling under the heavy rain? Are you not scared of what might happen to you if you were to stay too long out here?" He shoots you question after question.

You wanted to tell him but you're scared of the thought of him ridiculing you. Your fiance's friends did, is he any different?

Barbatos sighs once again and mumbles something before saying, "I do not wish to make you uncomfortable. I do apologize if I do happen to make you feel that way. All I want to do is lend an ear. It is not too wrong of me to do so, is it now?"

You look at the more interesting ground. "Why do you even want to listen to my problems anyway? A butler like you shouldn't help me. You must have other jobs to do and even if I tell you, it's not like you're gonna use that information."

"Maybe, maybe not. But I just want to help."

Damn, he's persistent, you thought. It's not like you're ungrateful, it's more like preventing other people from meddling into your own problems that you can handle by yourself. You didn't need or want someone else's help. You can figure everything out yourself.

And yet...

"Kill me."

The butler was surprised. "Excuse me, but could you repeat what you just said?"

"Ah..." You shake your head. What were you thinking? "I'm sorry. I'll leave."

Just as you turn away, a hand grabs your arm. "Wait."

You wait for him to talk.

"I know I have no place to say this, and it's ironic that I'm the one who's saying this, but don't do it. Life may be hard for you but surely, there must be people who love you. I don't know what happened and really, I have no say in this, if you're thinking about suicide, shouldn't you do something you love? Be with the people you love instead of suffering all alone and eventually hurting other people?"

You look back at him with tears welling up in your eyes. "This is a stupid reason and all, but I just... Can't. The person I love betrayed me. He... He promised."

Barbatos lets go of your hand. "Then, that just means he's a liar, a toxic person in your life. Is it not a relief that you found out instead of being blinded by his lies?"

You wanted to talk back but you bite back your tongue. It is true. Better now then never. You think for a while before forcing a smile on your face. "I suppose so. Thanks for... Talking, I guess. I really appreciate it."

A small smile curl his lips, enhancing his already handsome face. "You're welcome."

*****

Barbatos finally went back to Lord Diavolo's castle after buying all the necessary items from the human realm.

"Barbatos! There you are! Where have you been? It took longer than usual. Did it run out of stock or something?" Lord Diavolo asks as he goes through his endless pile of paperwork.

The butler bows down to his master as a form of apology. "I am sorry, My Lord. No, it's not because of that."

"Then, what took you so long?"

Memories of the rainy scene plays in his head but he answered differently despite knowing that Lord Diavolo can tell between a truth and a lie. "There was a fuss over a mistake I did, My Lord. Wouldn't this new generation call that a 'Karen'?"

Though he knows, Lord Diavolo was more interested in the name the humans gave for someone with such an attitude. "A Karen, huh? Call Levi here! I need to know what that means!"

The day continues on like normal but Barbatos kept on wondering why the devils did he help such a helpless human who's willing to kill themself just because of a broken heart? He doesn't understand his own actions and frankly, he doesn't wish to know why either. He's a demon, a duke, an earl, he shouldn't care so why did he help that one human?

Ahh, of course.

"Welcome to Devildom!"

"Barbatos?"

He bows down to the new exchange student and smiles at you. "Welcome, MC."

"You were a fucking demon?!" You were surprised rather than scared.

"Were?" Lucifer asks but is ignored when both you and Barbatos wouldn't answer him.

How have the Fates destined the both of you to meet again.

GUESS WHO REMEMBERED TUMBLR EXISTED. omfg. finals and then holiday seasons r a rough time 4 art … finally made a little sheet thing of all my obm character hcs!!! just missing raph and mephisto since i’m still working on those ones :]

i was originally. JUST gonna do mammon actually , hence y his is the most detailed .. but then it was sm fun i wanted 2 do lucifer and satan LOL

N THEN FROM HERE I GOT CARRIED AWAY N WENT “well might as well do all of them now!!!”

i just completely got rid of Asmo’s default outfit in my head .. i’m not its biggest fan ..

THESE TOOK THE LOBGEST. GREAT HEAVENS

idk how to .. iridescent-ify Solo’s hair in the obm artstyle but .. imagine that it is

Mephie and raph r still pending but!!!!! having so much fun w it .. and now i add my 70 million tags for . Every obm character omfg

Aged Barbatos is making rounds again suddenly so here’s a master post of all the art I’ve done for easy findings and viewing!

It was him to confessed, and he was so nervous he almost passed out

You help him secure some free time by helping him with his work

His love language is gift giving cause he loves to spoil you <3

Grab him by the belt to fluster him

He gets flustered so easily so it’s fun to tease him

He’s an absolute slut for head pats

Lot’s a late nights without him due to all his paperwork :( 

If you pack him a lunch he’ll cry

NSFW

He’s a bottom

He’s louder than you the way he be whimpering

He loves to be teased til he’s sobbing<3

You could get him off without even touching him

He gets a bit bratty sometimes but that's just reason to punish him a bit 

If he’s too bratty just edge him till he begs for release :) 

He’ll try to top every once in awhile but fails miserably every time

He gives great head though

He also loves shower sex after a long day <33

So ... I've been doing a few face-meme sketches at the request of friends. It's quite relaxing, really.

The expressions are from the sheets by Magicalpouch on Twitter, and @/deeppink-man here on tumblr for the blushing expression.

7 August, 2021

I am not shading all of these.

Has anyone done this yet? Is this a thing? Demon OCs/MCs for Obey me!? I want it to become a thing. There are so many possibilities here-

23rd July 2021

💀

Wow thank you so much for the fanfiction! He raised my self-esteem a little!

They Believe What?

Flags: mild angst, body issues, self doubt

MC has body issues, that they have hid from the brothers. Now that a fancy ball is on the horizon those doubts have risen, and they seek to change themselves thinking it will make things better, make the brothers feel proud to be with them. Not realizing that the brothers already feel proud of MC. When they find out, they find a way to make MC understand, they don’t need to change. The are perfect and loveable as they are!

Beel rummaged through the fridge, agitated and frowning. “There’s gotta be something! I gotta find something!” Mammon shut the kitchen door and entered the family room. “What’s got Beel all upset? He’s in the kitchen acting like he’s done somethin’ to make Lord Diavolo mad!” He threw himself into a chair and flicked through his apps on his phone. Satan put his book down and frowned. “I’m not sure, but I think it might have to do with MC. Beel gave them one of his cupcakes and they turned it down. Beel was upset but didn’t say anything at the time.” Levi looked up from his game. “MC turned it down? That’s funny… MC loves those cupcakes almost as much as Beel.” Asmo nodded as he placed a tiny star on his fingernail, positioning it just so. “Oooh I love them too, so I know MC would never turn one down! It’s not like we get them on a regular basis!” He blew gently to help dry the glue. Then he looked up. “But, you know..is it me, or has MC seemed off lately?” The others frowned but nodded. MC had been off.

Satan nodded. “They barely moved at the cat cafe. Normally they play with the cats, but this time they just sat and listlessly pet them. They said they were tired..” He frowned as he recalled the memory.

Belphie sat up from his nap, rubbing his eyes. “Yeah, yesterday when I asked if they would nap with me, they just got mad and pushed me away.” He pouted, acting the disgruntled younger brother, but silently he worried. Why would MC push him away?

The front door opened and Lucifer entered, arms loaded with bags. “Mammon! Come help me.” He handed bags over to Mammon who’d reluctantly got up after being threatened to lose his precious Goldie. “Wha’ is all this?” He tried to look inside a bag.

“MC asked me to pick some things up for them on the way home.” Lucifer’s eyebrows furrowed. “Although I’m unclear why we need so much yogurt and celery. I think even Beel would take some time to make a dent in this amount.” Asmo started, his jewelled nail accessories falling off the table. “What did you say?! Yogurt and celery!?” His voice rose to a shriek as he flung himself at Mammon and ripped a bag out of his hands. “Oh no! Oh no! There are grapefruits as well! Oh MC!”

The others stared at him in shock. Lucifer coughed and spoke up. “And why, exactly does this upset you Asmo?” The others nodded, totally baffled at Asmo’s reaction, like something horrible had happened. Asmo whipped out a container of yogurt and waved it around to emphasize his words. “Because MC was complaining they were fat! Fat! And that they needed to do something quick! Before the RAD dance Diavolo has planned! Don’t you see??!” He threw the container on the table and started pulling groceries out of the bags. “This! All of this! MC thinks this”, he sneered the words out, “diet! Ugh! Is going to solve all the problems they think they have because they hate their body!”

Mammon gasped.”wait, ya sayin’ that MC doesn’t like themselves? Why the hell not? They’re gorgeous! You all agree right!?” He glanced at the others who were all nodding in agreement. MC had shown them pictures that they’d said were of people who humans desired and wanted to be like, but none of them had considered that MC thought they were less than those other humans. In each of their eyes, MC was perfect. Lucifer loved how they cared for his brothers and himself. Mammon loved their wild side, how it was tempered by a practical side. Levi loved that they listened and would ask questions about his gaming and anime. Satan loved their ability to see the good in anyone, how they were so gentle with the animals, and how they loved to read.

Asmo loved them for their beauty, their generosity and how outspoken they were. He secretly tried to act like MC when he encountered something that made him feel less, he never knew they suffered from the same self doubts!

Beel loved their appetite, their laughter and how at peace he felt around them. And Belphie, he loved their body. He thought their body was perfect as it was. He loved to hold them and hear their breath, feel their body move as they slept beside him. He loved how forgiving they were and how they obviously loved him and his brothers.

The seven stared at the bags on the table.

“Right, well we can’t let them continue to believe that crap!” Asmo glared at the yogurt. “We need to convince MC that there is nothing wrong with them, they are beautiful!”

MC huffed in frustrated amusement. They’d tried to cut back on what they ate and, once again found themselves being thwarted by the brothers. MC would have thought it was deliberate, but no…surely not? Beel himself said he was training for an upcoming game, and had invited them to do some altered training with him, to keep him company. Unfortunately, although the exercise was welcome, Beel and the others insisted that MC follow the same diet. Satan assured MC that he’d adjusted the amounts for a human, but it still seemed like lots. And the affection? Where was that coming from? Suddenly none of the brothers could leave a room, go to bed, move between classes without needing a hug, a kiss or just for MC to sit in their lap. What had gotten into them?

And now the dance was just two weeks away! What were they going to do? There was no way they’d find anything to compete with how sexy and beautiful most of the students were, never mind how Good the brothers would look in their tailored outfits! MC sighed in despair and gasped as Barbatos suddenly appeared around the corner of the RAD hall.

“Ah MC. I was looking for you. The Young Master has requested your presence.” He held his arm out and MC took it knowing he’d just stand there, in the same pose, otherwise.

As they entered the student council room, MC was amazed at the fabrics draped all over. A tall thin demon stood next to Diavolo, a bolt of gorgeous silk in his hands. He turned as they entered and MC was surprised to see his eyes light up, and a delighted smile appear on his face. “Ah, My Lord! Is this the one you asked me to meet? This delightful vision? Their soul, it shines beyond any I have seen before! This surely cannot be a human? No it is one of the angelic race yes?” He fluttered towards MC, his words fast as he circled them, his hands lifting their hair, then turning their face to catch the light. “Surely I will be awarded the highest honour to creat an outfit for this divine creature! I accept, you must allow it!”

Diavolo chuckled and bent to kiss MC. “That is okay with you, isn’t it MC? You will allow Mr. Machiatelli the honour of creating your costume for the dance?” MC stared at them all stunned. Their voice squeaked. “Mr. Machiatelli? The famous Devildom designer? Asmo loves his work and shows me all the new pieces he designs. Why would?”

The designer clapped his hands, interrupting MC. “It is settled then! I will create a masterpiece to showcase this divinity! My work will shine more than the heavens with this beautiful creature as my canvas! My Lord I cannot thank you enough for this opportunity!” Tears in his eyes, Mr. Machiatelli kissed Lord Diavolo’s fingers, kissed MC’s fingers and then abruptly kicked everyone but his two attendants out of the room as they spun MC this way and that. The attendants taking notes snapped at them from the designer. Fabrics were picked and discarded, sketches were made and tossed aside. Then one of the attendants gasped. “Master! The Queen Maud silks!” The designer froze, then cried. “Of course! Of course, they are the only fabric suitable! Give me the pad!” He sketched intensely, skipping from side to side, glaring at MC, mumbling under his breath before suddenly stopping. He stared at what he sketched. His attendants looked over his shoulders and gasped. One of them ran to the door and called for Lord Diavolo who suddenly appeared. Mr.Machiatelli handed over his sketch pad reverently, sweat beading his brow. Diavolo looked at the sketch then at MC. His face broke into a huge smile! “Yes! You will make this for them! I demand it. This will be their design, no one else shall wear this.” Mr. Machiatelli clapped his hands in delight. “It shall be as you say my Lord! This will be my crowning jewel, the ultimate creation of my life’s work! I shall name it after this delightful muse you have brought into my life! The works I will create for you!” He turned as he said this and bowed so deep MC thought he’d fall over! They blushed, but couldn’t get a word in, as Diavolo started telling the designer what else he expected of him, when they needed the outfit, and that he could have exclusive use of rooms Barbatos had set up for the designer specifically. MC was escorted home, their mind spinning.

The day of the dance and MC found themselves in a flurry of activity. Asmo had inserted himself into the design of their outfit so he could coordinate their makeup, nails and jewelry. The jewelry, that MC found out, had been bought by Lucifer. Because as Asmo said, “nobody has an eye for jewelry that is better than Lucifer!” MC was too afraid to ask how much it had cost after seeing the gems set in platinum. Asmo spent 3 hours on MC. Between the bath, the massage with scented lotions, the application of nail polish, styling their hair and their makeup, MC was terrified to look in a mirror! Luckily Asmo wouldn’t let them. Instead he opened his closet door, where Barbatos stood at the threshold. MC blinked, before realizing that Barbatos had built a portal and instead of being in Asmo’s closet he was actually in a room at the castle. MC could see Mr. Machiatelli barking orders at his attendants in the background.

As Asmo led them forward, Mr.Machiatelli turned and gasped. “Ah! My divine creature! You are more magnificent than the last time I saw you!” He rushed forward to kiss MC, but Asmo intercepted him with a chiding, “Ah! No,no! You’ll ruin all the hard work I put in!” Asmo pushed the designer back so MC could enter the room properly.

Mr.Machiatelli scowled briefly at Asmo then turned towards a shrouded mannequin. “Your costume awaits, my delightful muse!” His eyes sparkled, his movements became even more elaborate. As Diavolo, Barbatos and Asmo gathered around you, he pulled the shroud off and revealed the outfit.

Everyone was stunned silent. Then Asmo squealed in delight. “Oh! Oh! It’s the Queen Maud silks! You used the silks! The Machiatelli’s (the name for Mr. Machiatelli’s followers ) have been dying to know when you would use them! And you picked MC!💕💕” Asmo broke out his phone and started snapping photos. “To be at the momentous moment in time! We have to document this! I’ll be the envy of everyone!” Barbatos picked the phone from Asmo’s grasp as Diavolo spoke up. “I understand your desire Asmo, but you must promise to wait until MC is presented at the dance before revealing photos taken here? You don’t want to ruin MC’s moment do you?” He tilted his head in question and stared at Asmo, who paled in response. “Oh. Oh MC!” He grabbed MC around the waist, careful not to ruin the work he’d spent hours on. “I’m so sorry! I forgot why we were here! You’ll forgive me? Please?”

MC patted his back, “of course Asmo. I knew you didn’t mean anything bad. You were just excited.” MC smiled and kissed his cheek making Mr. Machiatelli sigh in envy.

“Enough, enough! We must dress our majestic divinity as they deserve to be dressed!” With that the attendants grabbed MC and took them to a corner of the room which had curtains set up. Mr. Machiatelli picked the outfit up reverently and followed them.

Diavolo, Barbatos and Asmo stood waiting, both Asmo and Diavolo fidgeting, while Barbatos stood at attention not moving a muscle.

When the murmurs and MC’s gasps stopped, Mr.Machiatelli stepped through the curtain. His smile was blinding as he bowed to those waiting. “And now, what you are all waiting for!” He swept the curtains aside and revealed..

Asmo started crying. Diavolo turned red and Barbatos started hiccuping from swallowing wrong. MC stared, and then wailed. “I knew it! I look ridiculous don’t I! I don’t have the right body to look good in this! It’s all wrong!” Mr. Machiatelli and his attendants froze in horrified shock.

Just as MC started to frantically try to take the outfit off, Asmo grabbed their hands. “No! MC! That isn’t it. I can’t describe the feelings I have seeing you like this. I. I think I’m both jealous at how fabulous you look and so proud that you are the one I love probably more than I love myself! I was overwhelmed! I’m overwhelmed! MC, you outshine the heavens in this outfit. I mean that.”

MC stared at Asmo. He was being serious, MC could tell. He wasn’t using flowery praise, or making outrageous gestures. He meant what he was saying. Asmo thought they, MC, looked as beautiful as he was saying. MC blinked back tears, not sure what to say. Diavolo stepped up and took a hand. “What Asmo says, goes for me too MC. You took my breath away. I have always admired, and yes desired, you. Seeing you in this outfit made me feel that if I declared you as my partner right now, nobody would have a word to say. They would all bow before you and declare you co-regent with no one disagreeing.” His smile broke through his serious speech and he cast a decidedly lecherous gaze over MC. “I find it a pity that I have to share this vision with those here, if I could lock you away in my room and not reveal you to the others at the dance, I would!” MC blushed at the intense gaze he continued to cast over them, his hand tightening slightly as if he was going to snatch them away as he’d said.

Barbatos cleared his throat, which caused Diavolo to snap out of his trance. He bowed and cast a teasing smile at MC. “Ah, my apologies. I forgot myself for a moment.” He winked and stepped back. Barbatos frowned at him then sighed. “Please remembered where you are My Lord.” He turned to MC. “MC, I always knew you were beautiful, that your soul was a rare gem. However seeing you like this has made me realize that you are beyond beautiful. I have no words to express how lovely and desirable you are at this moment.” He bowed over MC’s hand and kissed it lightly, his thumb caressing their wrist causing a frisson of awareness to run up MC’s arm. They stared, stunned at Barbatos as he stepped back, the usual bland look on his face. MC suddenly realized that Barbatos didn’t just accept them and tolerate them…he Liked them! MC blushed in confusion and looked at the ground. A knock on the door made them all start.

Lucifer entered and stared at the occupants. His eyes lingered on MC, and a proud smile flitted across his lips. “I’ve come to see what is taking so long. Guests are starting to arrive.” Barbatos straightened his jacket and gestured to Diavolo. “My Lord?” Diavolo sighed and nodded. “We shall go first and see you all downstairs. Mr.Machiatelli, you have outdone yourself! Please be a guest for tonight and enjoy the refreshments and entertainment!” He strolled out the door, Barbatos on his heels.

Mr.Machiatelli and his attendants gasped at the offer and quickly exited to their rooms to get ready. Asmo smiled at Lucifer and winked at MC. “Shall I leave so you can admire our MC?” He giggled and skipped out, calling over his shoulders. “Don’t be too long or the others will coming hunting!” His,laughter floated down the hall as he disappeared.

Mc, still blushing, couldn’t look at Lucifer. They waited, not sure what for.

The rustle of cloth, and his shoes appeared in their sight line, polished and black, shining in the candle light. MC felt a soft touch on their hair and saw his hand playing with a strand of hair. His hand slipped under their chin and he coaxed them to lift their head. His eyes were soft, he only showed this softness to MC. He stroked a finger over their cheek, until they fully met his watchful gaze. “MC. Believe me when I say, I have never seen anyone. Whether Angel, Demon or Human who makes me feel as you do. No matter how you dress, how you act. You will always be the one star in the heavens that I will always seek out, wherever I am.” His lips caressed theirs lightly, not disturbing the makeup Asmo had applied. He stood back, and held his arm out. “Will you allow me to escort you?” MC nodded, unable to speak. Their heart was beating so hard they couldn’t speak. Had Lucifer ever expressed himself like this before? As they neared the ballroom, the brothers appeared and surrounded them. MC could see the approval, and admiration in each of their eyes. Felt the tension as they became the centre of a gasping crowd of demons.

As the brothers growled and shoved demons aside, Lucifer calmly walked with MC on his arm, an overwhelming aura of pride surrounding them and MC believed. It wasn’t their imagination, the were loved more than they had realized. MC smiled. Their eyes shining in happiness and a burst of bright laughter bubbled from their lips as they turned their eyes, shining with love to Lucifer. “Thank you” the laughed and clutched his arm ready to enjoy the night fully.

Unbeknownst to MC, dozens of demons fell under their spell that night and a new fan club came into existence at RAD over night. The brothers spent a lot of their time making sure MC never found out so they didn’t have to share.

honestly i would even love him for using me like this

Diavolo really just wants to have some fun and makes all of these constant events at RAD as means to goof off. He wouldn't be able to do this without MC though.

"We're having a relay race tomorrow!" Diavolo announces.

The brothers stare at him in unimpressed silence. Nobody really feels up for it. They've got better things to do than stay at school and get sweaty in yet another of Diavolo's whimsical sports festivals.

"We're having a relay race tomorrow and MC is the baton," Diavolo announces.

Morale soars through the roof.

---

"Barbatos, we need fireworks."

"Young Master, the student council has already used up this month's allotted budget. Can this not wait until next month?"

"MC says this is reminiscent of human world festivities that only happen once a year. It's time sensitive. It can only be celebrated this week, or else it's not the same."

There's a long silence as the two stare at each other, until Barbatos says, "I will ask the newspaper club if we can requisition some of their funds."

---

Diavolo strolls into Purgatory Hall with a smile and news that "we're having a bake-off next week!"

"Didn't we just have one yesterday?" Luke asks. "Our pantry is still full of leftover cookies."

"We did, indeed. But that was a macaron bake-off. This will be a macaroon bake-off!"

Simeon looks serious as he asks "will MC be the judge again?"

Diavolo nods and the Purgatory hall members collectively get up to start researching recipes.

Gottem.

THFS JS AMAZING WOWOWOWOWOWO

Death is a Debatable Thing-Obey Me x Reader

Summary: MC died 😱 and reincarnated as an angel, as per usual; chaos ensues. Word Count: 6.9k Warnings: Mention of Death, Cursing, Torture (mentioned, no torture happens) Michael is featured heavily in this, I just made up a personality for him, I don't play NB a lot (it makes me too sad) and I think he shows up there so if this is different to how he's portrayed there then L for me. Everyone except Luke was written as and can be read as Romantic(/platonic if you prefer)You can read Michael as Romantic, but I wrote him more Platonically.

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"Absolutely not." You say, looking at your new found wings. "I did not die just to be reincarnated with the ugliest clothing I've ever seen."

"Would you have preferred to have been reincarnated as bare as Eve was in Eden?" The man you'd come to know as Michael. His dark skin shone in the blessed light of the celestial realm, his thick curly hair was pinned back in such a delicate fashion you wanted to unpin all the ornaments in it. Your fingers twitched at your sides.

"Isn't that against modesty rules or something...?" You paused, Simeon was an angel, he essentially had his ass out at all times anyway. Whore.

Michael stares at you weirdly, before playing with one of the loose strands of his hair, pulling the tight coil until it was completely straight before letting go and letting it spring back up again. Now you really wanted to mess up his hair. Just to annoy him.

"So anyway..." You start, sitting on a cloud that you fall through. For a moment you think you're about to pull a Lucifer and fall through the sky, but you manage to grab onto something and pull yourself up. That something is Michael's ankle and he's laughing at you, wiping a tear from ruby red eyes that shine just like that of his fallen brother.

"Stop laughing at me! Anyway, when can i go to the Devildom?" You inquire, watching Michael's face turn stern. He glares down at where you're lying, still gripping his ankle

"You're not returning to the Devildom anytime soon." He says sharply.

Your breath hitches. "Why not?! I have to let the brothers and Dia and Barbs and Sol and everyone else know I didn't die!"

"You did die. Why do you think you're an angel." Michael sighs, "and no. You're not letting them know you've returned."

"Why not?!" You repeat, outraged. "No offence though MC, but you´ve just died." "So?" You reply with indignation. "So," Michael says in a mocking tone, pitching his deep voice up high before letting it fall down the octaves once more. "You're barely able to walk on clouds or do anything yet. Letting you down to the Devildom is the equivalent of sending a baby bird into a den of lions."

"But...they'd protect me." You said softly, Michael's tone softens as well, laying a gentle hand on your shoulder.

"They'd also over-protect you, they've just lost you. I don't think you're ready for that smothering just after your death."

You nod. Michael's soft expression turns devious, "Plus, this way, you have plenty of time to think about how youre going to scare my broth-...the brothers and everyone else whilst proving you're alive...well an angel..."

You grin too. "Amazing point Mr Michael."

He plays with his golden locks again, an idiosyncracy. "Anytime" He grins before beginning to walk again, you grab onto his ankle tighter. "Oh and Mc?"

"Yeah?"

"Call me Mr Michael again and I'm shaving all you hair off. And trust me. Angel hair does not grow back." He smiles evilly. You shudder.

Well it turns out Michael is a fucking liar.

After being a little bit too bored during your second month of being an angel and first month of learning not to fall through the clouds in Michael's private garden that consists purely of clouds and a singular harp he stole from some poor Irish Deity, you go bored and snipped your unnaturally long angel hair up to your waist. You didn't want to go too short just yet.

In the time frame of a week you learnt two things.

One: Angel hair does grow back, maybe a tiny bit faster than human hair, and Two, Michael was babysitting the harp. Turns out the Deity was called the Dagda and he was visiting France on holidays for some reason, poor man, having to go to France and deal with all the French People there. Turns out he left the harp in Michael's hands, something about Fomoranians not being smart enough to see this one coming.

You just nodded and slowly backed away. Michaels red eyes followed you. He and Lucifer had to be twins.

Another day passed. The more you thought about it, the more Michael and Lucifer had to be twins. After having cut your hair to just below your shoulders, you found a piece of unnecessarily fancy parchment paper and a quill on Michael's desk

Holding the black quill in your hands you felt a sense of familiarity wash over you. Was that?....

No fucking way.

Michael was using one of Lucifer's feathers as a quill. You cackled.

After much deliberation you'd realised you could not write with a quill, but also that you were very good at ripping paper and making blotches of ink on said paper with a quill.

You decided to snoop in Michael's desk for a pen, instead you found a drawer titled, 'LUKE ONLY' in cursive letters, the label was stuck to the drawer so obviously you opened it.

Colouring books, letters written by Luke from the Devildom, Report Cards, Crayons, Drawings, and a pack of stickers were left in the drawer, a notepad lay next to it, Michael's cursive handwriting all over it 'Activities to do', it had things like 'Bowling' and 'Baking' and 'Gardening' and 'Teach him how to knit' and 'Arts and Crafts' and 'Prank Jesus' and 'Take him to Human Realm Cinema' and and anything else really. You cooed, your ivory wings rustling happily.

You grabbed a crayon and began to write.

WHY MICHAEL AND LUCI ARE TWINS one; same eyes two; both evil three; both hot four; satan is basically luci's son if you think about it and michael has blond hair too, if luci and michael are twins that means that blond hair is in the gene pool and thats how satn has blond hair even though luci has black hair five; both like wearing dramatic cape coat things six; both of them baby luke seven; they ha

"What are you doing?" Michael asks, startling you, and ruining your next point of 'they have hands', "Why is my drawer open?" He grabs the parchment from you, reads it and bellows out in laughter.

"We are twins you could've asked." He smiled, "also put the crayon back thats Red and Luke likes colouring in Teddy Bears red."

"Yessir."

You were a master conspiracy theorist.

In the end, you and Michael had decided on visiting the Devildom for 'diplomatic' reasons, but upon seeing the glint in his eyes it was probably more for 'dicklomatic' reasons seeing as he's an utter dickhead.

You had a veil covering your face, seeing as you were still kind of legally and widely believed to be dead.

You know, the usual.

You walked behind Michael, attempting to kick at the back of his knees, it never worked sadly. You took a deep breath as you reached the RAD council room doors.

Michael grabs you by your shoulders whispering into your ear. "Now remember MC im going to use you as a bargaining tool, so keep that veil on till i say so, got it?" He grins.

You nod, knowing that 'bargaining tool' in Michaelish translates to 'im bored and want to see a dramatic reunion'

Michael opens the doors.

You walk in with him but stand at the door awkwardly, steeling yourself so you don't immediately run into any of your idiots' arms.

Luke apparently had the same idea, as when he saw Michael, he let out a happy 'yip!' kind of sound similar to a puppy's and then ran from where he stood beside Simeon and Solomon into the Archangel's arms.

Michael catches him happily, petting his head as the young angel nuzzles into his hair, blabbering on about who knows what. Asmo takes a photo of it, everyone else stares with varying levels of fondness, awkwardness and 'meh'.

Sadly for you however, once Simeon is done greeting Michael, and Michael is now distracted by Luke introducing him to Barbatos who is apparently the 'bestest baker in the world!' (you could agree with that sentiment), Simeon walked over to you, his serene smile on his face.

"Hello, I'm Simeon, forgive me for asking, but do I know you? You have a familiar aura."

You shake your head.

"Oh, never the matter" Simeon smiles, "What's your name then. my friend?"

You clear your throat and put on a deep american accent, "Rupert...Pleasure to meet you...Simeon.."

"Are you sure we haven't met before?"

"Certain." You say in the same ridiculous voice.

Simeon nods, he excuses himself after Solomon calls him over, you turn to glance at Michael who is carrying a now sleeping Luke in his arms and gently stroking the boy's golden hair while stressing out Lucifer with questions. Satan looks on with a smirk on his face.

Glancing around the room you see similar scenes, Mammon and Levi are playing a game on the latter's switch, Asmo, Solomon and Simeon are talking, sometimes glancing at you. Barbatos and Diavolo were watching Michael annoy Lucifer, with both sometimes adding their input, causing Michael to laugh loudly then stiffle it, so as not to wake up the sleeping baby in his arms. Beel and Belphie were near the others but still off in their own twin world, Belphie was awake and watching Michael bully Lucifer from where his head laying sleepily on his twin's leg.

Raphael, Thirteen and Mephisto had been sent out on a top secret mission the day before, Michael had said it was because he didnt want to die and also did not want his death to be put in the RAD Newspapers, especially a picture of him that was less than flattering.

Even though everyone seemed joyous, you noticed an air of sadness, like something was missing. Looking at your old seat in the student council you see the amount of flowers set on it.

Against your better judgement, you walk towards it. Not noticing a few pairs of eyes following you.

When you reach your former desk, you notice a photo of you framed, it was you and everyone, a family photo, everyone was either in their demon, angel or reaper forms, you wore really cheap red horns with a halo you shoved on one of them whilst also wearing an old reaper robe. It looked ridiculous, you loved it.

"Enjoying yourself? Rupert.~" a honeyed voice startles you. Asmo, although, somethings in his voice, maybe anger, maybe suspicion.

"Uhhh.." You say in your fake american accent.

"I'm Asmodeus, avatar of lust.~ Are you enjoying yourself?"

"Guess so." You shrug Americanly, thankful once more the veil covers your whole face.

Asmo's eyes have some hurt in them, he seems...catty, probably because you, who he thinks is a random stranger is just standing at his dead loved one's desk.

L.

You open your mouth to say something, but no sound comes out, especially not when another familiar voice is added to the mix.

"Well hello. I don't believe we've met before. The name's Solomon. You must've heard of me."

Oh shit.

"Oh...I have, briefly! Hello Solomon, my name's Robert." You say in your fake deep american accent voice.

Asmo tilts his head, "I thought your name was Rupert?"

Shit.

"Oh. Yes" You quickly bullshit, "My name's got the hyphens, Robert-Rupert." You avoid eye contact despite the fact you have a veil covering your face that only lets you see out of it, so the sorcerer and demon can't even make eye contact with you, even if they wanted to.

This was getting awkward.

"You seem very familiar Robert-Rupert." Solomon says, you did not like that crafty smile.

"I get that a lot." You nod before walking away.

You walk towards Michael who, has a now awake but sleepy Luke in his arms, he sits on one of the sofas in the council room beside Simeon, with Barbatos, Diavolo and Lucifer facing them on the other sofa. Atleast you'll be safe from Solomon over here. As you walk, you notice Satan, Beel and Belphie have left. Either Lucifer was going to get pranked or Lucifer was going to get pranked but not as prankily because Beel unknowingly made puppy-eyes. Mammon and Levi were bickering quietly in a corner (shocking they could do it quietly) about who won the lat round of Devilio kart.

When Michael saw you approaching he waved you over, beckoning you to sit down in the empty space beside him, "This is an angel I'm currently training, their name is.....Steven."

Simeon tilts his head "I thought their name was Rupert?"

Michael clears his throat awkwardly.

You make your voice the deep horrible American accent, "My full name is Robert-Rupert-Steven...it's hyphenated."

Michael nods aggressively.

Lucifer, Simeon, and Barbatos side-eye eachother. Something was going on here.

"So, Robert-Rupert-Steven," Barbatos begins, his polite smile a little jagged at the edges, "I saw you at MC's desk earlier, how so?"

At the mention of your actual name, everyone there tenses up, Luke, thankfully is too sleepy to have realised, Michael quickly stands up with the small angel in his strong arms, knowing if he heard the conversation about to occur he would be upset, "I should probably go, give this one a walk around to wake him up a little. Simeon, would you like to come with me?"

Simeon nods, Michael and Him leave the council room, with Luke sleepily holding both of their hands and walking slowly along with them.

Now you were stuck with the Prince of the Devildom, the Scary Butler and the Scary Single-Dad. All of which haven't realised that it's you, and all of which thinking you are a random stranger.

"Well, Robert-Rupert-Steven?" Diavolo asks, his friendly demeanor the tiniest bit strange,"What captivated you to go towards MC's desk."

"Who's MC?" You decide to play it dumb. Bad decision, seeing as all three stiffen, Barbatos' being the most unnoticeable.

A very long 3 hour conversation went by, wherein, Diavolo, Lucifer, Barbatos as well as a certain Mammon and Levi who joined 10 minutes in, and an Asmo and Solomon who joined 12 minutes in talked about you, for 3 hours straight.

'AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.' was an accurate reprenstation of your mental state actually.

The urge to just rip your veil off right there was almost stronger than the urge to dropkick Maddi anytime you remembered she existed. Keyword being almost.

You just about made it out of the council room with your life. Now for your master plan. Scare the absolute shit out of the Anti-Lucifer-League. That'll get them back for never listening to your amazing prank suggestion of leaving random origami swans around the house in random spots. It was genius!

Breaking into the House of Lamentation was always easy when you knew that Mammon hid his emergency house key behind the garden gnome that now you saw it....kind of looked like a really bad rendition of Michael. With its dark skin, A DnD-esque robe and, a horrible smiley face painted on it, and the worst crime of all, bright yellow, almost neon hair, and also a princess tiara.

You almost cackled.

Taking the key you slowly open the door to the kitchen and sneakily sneak in. Sadly for you, it was they key to the kitchen door to the outside of the back of the house, which meant it opened in the kitchen, and since it opened in the kitchen, you awkwardly waved at Beel, who was having a midnight feast.

Beel tilts his head. "You're the Angel from earlier. What are you doing here?"

You once more, fake your Robert-Rupert-Steven voice and say, "I have Materials for the Anti-Lucifer League as they've suggested."

You are such a good liar.

"Oh," Beel nods, normally he wouldn't let a stranger into the house, but something felt...familiar...and safe with you. "Okay then, do you know where you're going?"

"Yes."

Beel nods, and goes back to eating the pudding labelled 'MAMMONS: BEEL DONT TOUCH THESE'

After much searching, you do not find the Anti-Lucifer-League, but you do unfortunately, open the door to Lucifer's office. The place where Lucifer currently is.

He looks up immediately on guard. You are not prepared to die a second time,

"What are you-" He begins, in demon form and standing up.

You interrupt him, making 'woooooh!' sounds and waving your arms about, and in your Robert-Rupert-Steven voice, you say "Wooooh! I am the....ghost of christmas past!...Woooh! and I am..." You pause, not noticing your Robert-Rupert-Steven voice has began to slip away, and your natural one has taken its place. "I am here to tell youuuuu.....to woohhhh! Take breaks more! Woooh!....and not overwork yourself! Woooh!"

Lucifer pauses, the danger in his eyes fades into disbelief. He knows that voice. He's spent the better part of a year listening to recordings of that voice and praying to his Father for the first time since the celestial war for that voice to return to him.

"..MC?.."

You've been found out. Quickly you put your Robert-Rupert-Steven voice back on, except it's gone up 12 pitches. "Who's MC?! Haha! What a weird thing to sa-"

You don't get to finish, as Lucifer pulls your veil off. His breath hitches upon seeing your face.

Your covers been blown. All because you pretended to be the ghost of Christmas past. Great.

Lucifer immediately pulls you into a hug, arms tightening around you, as if he's afraid you'd disappear. He chuckles, wiping tears from his eyes, his frame shakes. "I thought-thought I'd lost you forever...I always thought your face was angelic...-...it's fitting."

You hug him just as tightly.

But ever the menace, after about an hour or so, you look up at the Avatar of Pride, "Say, Luci?"

"Yes, my dove?"

"Wanna help me prank the rest of them?"

"Perhaps...I might help with...some setups..." He pauses, "You are telling Barbatos outright though."

You shudder. "Of course I am. I don't have a second deathwish."

Lucifer's grip on you tightens slightly, you kiss his cheek in apology. "Sorry," You grin, "Too soon?"

"Try again in another century dear."

The next day, the first thing you and Lucifer do is travel to the Demon Lord´s Castle.

Barbatos greets you in the Entrance Hall, "Oh, Lucifer," He nods in greeting at the eldest of the brothers (second eldest actually, seeing as Michael enjoys bragging that he's older by a whopping total of 2 minutes) he turns to you, who put the veil back on, "And Robert-Rupert-Steven, Welcome to the Demon Lord's Castle, although, I must ask, why you have shown up today?"

In your Robert-Rupert-Steven voice, you accidentally, against your better judgement, and rather impulsively state; "I'm here to assassinate Dia-...volo."

A portal opens, dragging you through it, and you land in the feared rumoured dungeons. Barbatos follows gracefully, now in Demon Form. Leaving a sighing Lucifer in his wake in the Entrance Hall. He decides to just journey to Diavolo's office and discuss things related to work. Barbatos wouldn't hurt you when he found out it was you so he really had nothing to worry about. Maybe you'd finally learn to stop joking about assassinating Diavolo, especally when other Noble Demons were around at Balls.

Sadly for you, you were now alone in Barbatos' Dungeons. Now what's scarier than being alone in Barbatos' Dungeons? Being alone with Barbatos in Barbatos' dungeons.

Time to run away.

As it turns out, running away isn't very easy when magic chains pin you to the wall. In your panic, you blurt out, "You know, I'd rather you pin me to the wall haha!" in your normal voice. The fear forcing your horrible puns and jokes to slip out.

Barbatos, who had been approaching menacingly calmly with a torture device pauses so fast it gives you whiplash. (Better than getting whiplash from the whip he was previously holding.)

In some display akin to a cockroach kind of squirming about after you crush it, in your chained up state you manage to twitch enough that you were able to pinch a piece of your veil's fabric just enough that it falls to the ground.

Immediately, the magic chains fall away, strong arms catch you as you stumble. "Hi Barbs..." You say breathlessly.

Barbatos looks like he'd seen a ghost. (You were an Angel, thank you very much.) After your death he had tried and tried to pull a you from another dimension. It would never work, some force stopped him each time. (To be fair, it was probably your jealous ass. No way in Diavolo were you being replaced by yourself from another dimension.)

His bottom lip trembles, much like the rest of his body, as he leans in, "May I, my dear?" You nod, giving him your consent as he kisses you so gently, as if he feared you would break or fade away.

He murmurs apology upon apology for the fact he had no doubt frightened you, he couldn't risk a threat to Diavolo, your 'death' had left him a little...tethered and emotional.

You close your eyes and kiss him again, now noticing you're in the kitchens and not in the spooky scary dungeon.

"Wanna bake cookies? Like we always used to do?"

Barbatos nods softly. "You do have to tell Lord Diavolo you're actually alive though, little lamb."

Your eyes light up. "We could make a cake! And hide me inside it!"

Barbatos sighs, but looking at your puppy eyes, he agrees. Gently he picks a stray ivory feather from your wings, making them rustle at the touch. Devil...you looked angelic.

Baking with Barbatos was always fun, but sadly he did not agree with your attempt at throwing flour at him.

"MC?" He catches your attention, bringing an ungloved hand to caress your face, "Have I ever told you that you shine brighter than all the stars in the Devildom?"

You blush and try to cover your face when he turns away to add more eggs into your batter only to find flour on your face. That sneaky bastard! Psychological warfare is illegal. And that sure felt like it.

It was on.

Apparently it was only on for you though. Though you did get a speck of flour on Barbatos' apron. That was a win, especially if you ignore the fact that your face and apron were covered in the white powder, which you were ignoring! So take that Barbatos!

In the end, the cake was beautiful, Barbatos helped you into the cake, and cut out a you shaped hole out of the layers made.

He then helped you out again, and the Flour War began again only this time with icing.

Hiding in a cake is quite a fun experience. Especially when you can take bites of your hiding space. Yum yum.

You feel Barbatos' wheeling of you stop as he reaches Diavolo's office, he knocks on the door, and as you requested, begins to film on his DDD (you had to promise the video would never get out of your hands.)

Diavolo sat alone, Lucifer had had to leave an hour before, Beel had went on a rampage in Hell's Kitchen again apparently.

"My Lord, I feel you have been feeling down, so here is a treat." Barbatos says, "And as a special treat, I will allow you to cut it yourself." He nods at Diavolo who you can just picture has stars in his eyes as you hear the demon butler walk to a corner of the room, still filming.

Diavolo brings the knife to the cake, as it cuts into it, you grab the blade and pull it forward. Upon hearing Divaolo's confused murmurs, You peek through the tiny hole the knife made, seeing Diavolo distracted, tilting his head like a child and asking Barbatos what he should do now.

You however know what you should do now.

Quick as a flash, you shove your hands through the cake, reach for Diavolo's arms and pull him in face first.

You didn't even care if it was probably treason. Diavolo's suprised screaming and Barbatos' slight surprised chuckle was so worth it.

It was worth it for Diavolo even after 4 hours, as he held you in his big arms, whilst the both of you were still covered in cake. Barbatos, the traitor, snapped photos of this and sent them to Lucifer.

On a great note, Diavolo agreed to help prank the rest of the brothers with you, much to Barbatos' dismay. (The butler was definitely going to help you with a certain sorcerer, however)

After a night and day at the castle and a very extensive bath, you recollected your veil, and snuck out (read: Barbatos and Diavolo waved goodbye to you and gave you some left over cake for the journey home) of the castle, you began your walk to Purgatory Hall.

Michael was staying there, and you needed to tell him everyone's reactions so far.

It was also a Saturday, meaning that Solomon would be out in Sorcerer's society meetings all night and morning.

When you got there you made use of the tree there and climbed up it until you saw something in Luke's room. You paused your climbing and looked in through the window.

Two figures were in the Young Angel's room.

As Luke lay tucked in in his bed, cuddling the dog plushie that Mammon had given him at a carnival last year that he claims to have thrown away, Michael and Simeon sat on his bed, the nightlight on the boy's bedside table created a gentle glow that the two elder were using to read the storybook strew across both of their laps aloud, they appeared to be acting it out ever so slightly. When Luke finally drifted off. Both Angels kissed his forehead then dimmed the nightlight down slightly, dim enough where it wouldn't hurt the boy's eyes but bright enough that the dark wouldn't scare him if he woke up in the middle of the night, keeping the curtains open for added light.

You cooed silently, your white wings rustling.

Snapping out of it, you scale across the wall before finding the spare room Michael was staying in and breaking in.

"Hello Motherfucker." You greet the Archangel.

"You couldn't pay me to fuck your mother."

"Harsh. And here I was about to tell you my escapades..." You sigh dramatically. Michael immediately smiles sweetly. Buttering you up. You cave.

After about an hour of Michael laughing at you specifically, and then changing your contact to 'ghost of christmas past' the bastard finally fell asleep.

Feeling thirsty, you snuck downstairs into the kitchen to get a drink, and also a sharpie so you could draw a mustache on Michael's face. Not bothering to put your veil on seeing as no one would be awake anyway.

As you filled up a glass of water and leaned against the kitchen counter drinking it, lost in your own plans, mainly of who to prank nest and how to do it.

You don't hear the little pitter-patter of feet until it's too late.

"MC?" A sleepy Luke stands in the doorway in cat themed pajamas no doubt gifted to him by a certain someone, he holds his dog plush loosely as he rubs his eyes with a tiny fist.

He walks slowly towards the cupboard, pouting sleepily when he realises he can't reach it, you immediately grab his favourite mug,(the one with the red tractor on it) knowing to put milk and some sugar in it before placing it in the microwave for 2 minutes.

Luke walks over to you still half asleep, resting his face on your side, you bring him in for a hug. "Simeon said you went to a happy place after you left, he always got sad when I asked when you were coming home..."

You bite your lip and speak softly, "My flight got delayed for a little while," You lie. Luke didn't need to know you died, Simeon hadn't told him in the best of ways to shield the young boy, that worked out in your favour.

You catch the microwave before it beeps, taking the warm milk out and stirring the hot-spots out of it before handing it to Luke. With his teddy now in the crook of his elbow, he sleepily took the mug before putting his tiny hand in yours.

"C'mon Luke, let's get you back to bed." You say softly, he nods tiredly.

"Will you tuck me in? And read me a bedtime story?" He yawns quietly.

"Of course."

After closing his curtains and tucking Luke in, he snuggles up to you and you read him a bedtime story, after drinking his warm milk, he falls asleep quite quickly, so do you.

A mistake, really. Seeing as in the morning when Simeon comes in to wake the small angel up and sees you there he lets out a shriek very out-of-character for him.

A shriek which wakes both you and Luke up.

Luke smiles toothily, "Oh Simeon! MC came back last night! Did you not see?"

Simeon collects himself, "I must've been asleep Luke, why don't you get dressed then come down for breakfast? Michael and I made pancakes. M-MC, why don't you come downstairs now?"

Luke nods and gets up dutifully.

As soon as you leave the room and Simeon is sure you're both out of the earshot of Luke, he pulls you into a hug which you return.

"I thought I'd lost you.." He breathes out softly.

"Me? C'mon Simmy...you know I'd never let death keep me." You laugh, he laughs breathlessly.

"I suppose not...." He captures your lips in a soft innocent kiss before leading you downstairs, hand-in-hand.

When Michael sees the two of you he offers you a pancake, far too casually for Simeon's taste.

Simeon looks between the two of you and glares at Michael. "You knew about this."

"Haha! Funny story actually! I need to go help Jesus! He's gone and ventured into another desert!" Michael laughs nervously before booking it, only coming back when Luke appears, knowing then he's safe from Simeon's wrath....

....for now.

You took out your super serious napkin and crayon that you stole from Diavolo (read: Diavolo gave you) and crossed out Simeon's name.

Your list was now as follows:

Purgatory Hall Simeon Solomon House of Lamentation Mammon Levi Satan Asmo Beel Belphie

For Satan and Belphie, you could knock out two Anti-Lucifer-League Birds with one stone. It felt a little mean to prank prank Levi and Beel...Mammon and Asmo were debatable, but you were going all out on Solomon. That'll teach him to turn you into a sheep that one time 2 years ago.

After careful deliberation and planning, (20 seconds of thinking.) You'd decided to sneak into the Sorceror's society and jokingly attempt to assassinate Solomon, and maybe fully assassinate Maddi if she was there. Not maybe, definitely.

Veil over your head, you walked in, when the sorcerer guards stopped you, you just pretended to be Michael then walked further in. Apparently they were terrified of the Archangel. Damn this society needs better sorcerers securitying it.

After stealing schedules you realised Solomon would be in a meeting right now with a bunch of no names. Oh well.

You crept into the meeting and attempted to plunge the butter knife Barbatos' gave you from the castle kitchens specifically for this in his neck, knowing he'd dodge. "This is for the Sheep Potion you Rat Bastard!" You screech like a Bean Sídhe. After half a millisecond of shock and slight anger, Solomon realises who it is behind the veil, laughing he grabs the arm you're holding the butter knife in and drags you into his lap, gently ripping the veil off of you and giving you a peck on the forehead, before he turns to the shocked and slack-jawed sorcerers that looked older than he did. "Sorry all, my adorable partner," He puncuates the word partner by pulling you closer to him, "missed me a little too much. and has-" He kisses you on the lips passionately for a moment, leaving you very much breathless and him very much chuckling, "-strange ways of showing their affection."

Bastard.

Some time into the meeting you whisper, "How are you not more shocked?"

"Well Robert-Rupert," He whispers teasingly back to you, "Remember that binding spell we did back when you were alive? It never broke. I knew the moment I saw you."

Your heart stops. "Did you tell anyone else?"

"I debated telling Asmo, but I suppose you wanted to on your own terms." He teases.

"I should've tried to stab you with a sharper knife."

Solomon laughs, "Oh and MC my love?"

"Hmm?"

His eyes glint predatorily, "You look absolutely ravishing as an angel. I can't help but want to corrupt you..."

You bury your face in his chest to hide your blush.

Bastard.

On the bright side, now a rumour that Solomon the Wise and Michael the Archangel are secret lovers has spread around the Devildom. You're counting that as a win.

Purgatory Hall Simeon Solomon House of Lamentation Mammon Levi Satan Asmo Beel Belphie

After your encounter with Solomon, you'd decided learning to just hide your angel form was the best course of action. Luckily it was fucking easy and you could've done it ages ago. Strange how Simeon and Luke never mentioned it....meh. You're pretty sure Luke just thought Michael thought you were super cool so he made you an angel. You weren't telling him anything otherwise.

´Satan and Belphie watch your fucking backs.´ was the pedal note of all your thoughts currently, you´d snuck back into the House of Lamentation, thankfully Beel was not in the kitchen, he was at Fangol at this hour.

Walking through the halls stealthily, you heard whispers as two sets of feet seemed to enter the room at the farthest end of the hallway. Lucifer´s room.

You fucking caught them.

No time to be caught in Lucifer´s room, seeing as if you were there long enough and Lucifer caught you, you would not be leaving for a good while.

So you crept up to the attic, the official Anti-Lucifer-League headquarters, you climbed the pillars to get on the roof and you waited.

Sure enough, ten minutes later, snickering could be heard coming up to the attic. Satan opens the door, letting Belphie in, both brothers in various fits of sniggering as they walk into the room.

"He'll never see this one coming!" "This is our best one yet."

From your place on the attic ceiling, you spot Lucifer filming on his DDD from the shadows of the doorway. Of course he found out about this.

"Of course it's our best one yet!"

You swing down off of the ceiling beam, swinging lightly upside down. "And you didn't invite me?" You pout.

Satan and Belphie scream, clutching onto eachother, before noticing that it's you and running to pull you down and clutch onto you instead. You notice Lucifer chuckle and put his DDD in his pocket before leaving. Traitor.

You cuddle into your two Anti-Lucifer League Brethren, maybe this wasn't so bad. (Of course it wasn't, you loved your idiots.)

Safe to say, you didn't leave the attic for a long time. Apparently people need time to process that you're not actually dead. What madness.

House of Lamentation Mammon Levi Satan Asmo Beel Belphie

You had long unentangled yourself with a sleeping Belphie and Satan, making sure to leave a:

it wasnt a dream dont worry lads im alive.

note on their chests just in case.

Sitting in the attic with your napkin and crayon in hand, you ripped the Purgatory Hall part off of it and used the back of it for that note, you scanned through the list. You should save your First Man for last, so your next options were Beel, Asmo and Levi.

Seeing as you've shown yourself to Belphie, it's only natural your gentle giant is next.

Watch your fucking back Beel. Literally

Speaking of, it's been a few hours, Beel should be coming back from Fangol practice any moment now.

As was routine at this point, you crept through the House of Lamentation's halls and quickly ran into Beel and Belphie's shared bedroom.

As Beel walked into the room, his Fangol bag slung across his chest and a pile of after Fangol snacks in his hands, you braced yourself, made a run for it, anf landed right square on his back, arms around his neck to keep from falling.

"Oh hi MC!" Beel hummed cheerfully, before his eyes widened and he dropped his snacks. "MC?!"

"Hi!"

Quick as a flash, Beel maneuvers himself in 'dying cockroach you in Barbatos' dungeons part two' and grabs you into his arms.

"I thought you died..." He said, smelling your hair as he cuddled you.

"I did. I just came back as an angel."

"Really?" His breath hitches, "Can I see?.."

You take a deep breath and your wings and halo pop out, he strokes them gently.

"You're beautiful..." He whispers, enraptured...."I think...out of all of Father's creations over the years since the celestial war...you're the most precious...."

He speaks softly, always the gentle giant, the moment lasts for just a moment, before the moment, like all moments do, has passed. Beel's stomach rumbles and you giggle.

"You should eat your snacks, Beelie.."

"They always taste better when we share." He nods seriously.

House of Lamentation Mammon Levi Satan Asmo Beel Belphie

Levi or Asmo? You bit your crayon in thought then immediately made a face. Crayons did not taste nice.

Speaking of things that did not taste nice, you remembered that one time you tried to eat Levi's controller because you were bored.

Levi it was!

You had to time this perfectly, waiting in the shadows until Levi went down to get a snack, you snuck into his room, saying the answer to his password out of pure habit, before sitting on his gamer chair and maneuvering it in such a way he would not be able to see anyone on it from the door.

When Levi walked into his room, a bag of crisps in hand, he took a few steps before you swung around "Boo!" and he screamed. Dropping his crisps.

After convincing him you were infact not a ghost (Unlike Lucifer's), you sat with him in your arms, watching anime, and getting caught up on the new episodes released.

You cuddled up to him in his bathtub that night. You grinned evilly. This gave you an idea.

House of Lamentation Mammon LeviSatan Asmo Beel Belphie

It was no secret that Asmo bathed a lot. Funfact, Angels can hold their breath for 30 minutes!

As Asmo was busy picking out which pajamas he wanted to wear after his bath, you tiptoed behind him and slowly got in his bath, hiding under the bubbles.

It took a total of five minutes before Asmo closed the door to his bathroom and got into his bath, this was your chance! Reaching out, you grabbed his foot and pulled him under.

He screeched, when got back above the surface of the water, he grabbed your hand and pulled you over.

He squealed this time, hugging you tightly.

"Oh MC darling!~ I thought you were...well never the matter~...." He punctuated each word by kissing your face all over, leaving you squirming in his grasp out of embarassment. "How naughty!~ Sneaking into my bath like that...~...not that you arent always welcome my lovely!~"

"A-asmo," You say, your clothes soaked, though you couldn't find yourself caring. "Asmo, I love you..." your voice is soft and the Avatar of Lust coos.

It was a nice night.

Time for your final victim. Your First Man. Feeling nice, you decided not to do something too mean.

Painstakingly, you made a trial of grimm from the front door to your First Man's room, more specifically; to his bed. The plan was to hide behind the door and jumpscare him while he was busy collecting the grimm.

Unfortunately for you, seeing as you weren't sure when Mammon got off his modelling shift, you'd finished far too early, and since you and Asmo were up the entire night, you were quite sleepy.

Surely a little 5 minute nap wouldnt hurt?

You woke up hours later to a sobbing Mammon on top of you, cuddling you in his arms like his life depended on it. It seems you'd falled asleep on his bed, more specifically in his nest.

In the nest you would normally sleep in while alive. (While Human technically, seeing as you are alive, just not human.)

You bring a hand to his snowy locks, he sobs harder. Like his brother, kissing all over your face softly, "Thought I lost ye' forever Hum'n" he gasps for air, his sobs quieting down, "Though' you were gone....I prayed ev'ry nigh'...." he says, voice barely above a whisper as he strokes your cheek, looking into your eyes. "I prayed ta Fath'r ev'ry nigh' since ye' died...that he'd bring ye' back te me...."

"And he did..." You say just as softly, bringing your hand up to wipe the tears from his eyes, sharing a soft kiss with him. As always, your greedy lovable bastard would want more, and you'd want nothing more than to give them to him.

And the next day when you told Michael you'd be staying in the Devildom he cheered, then told you to include him in this 'Anti-Lucifer League business' because it 'seemed fun'.

Wow. Now you knew where Satan got it from. Poor Lucifer, he just barely got away from Michael in the Celestial realm, and now he has to deal with Michael 2.0 in the Devildom.

Satan and Michael really were kind of similar....maybe it's a good thing they've only met in passing.

Moral of the story kids. Death sucks, don't do it. If you do do it, reincarnate. Bam! Problem Solved.

This is the longest ever fic I've ever wrote and probably does not make a lot of sense so I apologise for that. I also apologise for any ooc behaviour i'm still learning how to write characterisation😔✊

also i love thinking of Michael being a father figure to Luke and its very obvious

i had a vision of something that would be really cute and i was right

Yes yes they do they can also do the murder

Diavolo: Do you have representation?

Mammon: I call upon my lawyer MC!

MC: My client is innocent!

Diavolo (pinching MCs cheek): Of course he is, case dismissed!

Lucifer: Lord Diavolo there's crisp clean video of Mammon stealing from-

Diavolo (petting & cuddling MC): MC said he's not guilty, so he's not. What's so hard about that?

Lucifer: MC do you handle murder cases?

Obey me brothers + Dateables + Luke go Bungee Jumping

MC and Mammon plan a special day just for them to go Bungee Jumping down a Cliffside lake.. But as usual, the others all intrude and decide to make it an even bigger outing.

Mentions of The Fall and panicking

Lucifer

Last one to agree to go, only went because Mammon and MC would not shut up about it.

Didn't look excited for it at all.

He was actually kind of eager to try it out.

Hasn't Bungee jumped ever, the Devildom doesn't have anything like this.

"Bungee jumping? What's that?... Ah, so it's another one of those 'thrilling and dangerous activities' humans like to do?... I'm not going to do something as foolish as that."

Was third in line to jump, after Satan.

Refuses to let the Bungee Jumper Master put on the harness and safety equipment out of pride, somehow does it all right without putting them on before.

He felt worried for a split second while on the edge, would this be like how it felt during the fall?

It was actually much more.. exciting than he thought it would be. Nothing like how it was when he fell.

Nearly changed into his demon form when he was about to land, but quickly realised that they were in the human world.

Landed perfectly in the raft after he was stable enough.

Didn't notice Satan snapping some pictures of him mid-drop.

He'll find out soon enough.

Mammon

When MC first told him about Bungee Jumping, he was absolutely thrilled and immediately wanted to try it with them.

MC then had to quickly calm him down and explain it more.

He was then terrified. That was so high! Would the rope hold him?

MC had to calm him down yet again, explaining how they've done this before and how safe it is.

Mammon immediately felt more confident, and decided to plan out their day.

When his brothers found out and wanted to join, he was really annoyed. This was supposed to be just him and MC!

But he did admit he wanted to see the others reactions.

Was very surprised that Lucifer, Satan and Barbatos agreed.

Mammon was voted to be the first to fall.

"I'm MC's first!" "Yeah, the first to fall down." "WHAT!?"

Was very embarrassed by the fact that his equipment had to be put on for him, Belphie was constantly babying him.

Leviathan had to push Mammon off to get him to actually fall, he was too nervous.

First thing he did was scream, LOUD.

He was instantly reminded of the fall, the high speeds and adrenaline got to him.

Mammon remembered that he was doing this for MC, and, he was attached to the rope.

He instantly felt way better about it and started screaming in joy instead.

Fell into the water, he had to be picked up and dragged onto the raft.

Photos were taken and he was teased yet again.

"Next time, MC, it's gonna be just you and me."

Leviathan

Overheard MC's and Mammons conversation, wanted to ruin their alone time by joining in.

Didn't think about what it actually was, thought it was just jumping on.. something.

MC had to correct him, only after they finished laughing.

Leviathan was VERY embarrassed, but was quickly reassured.

His first thought was the fall, oh no, what had he agreed to?

No. He can't back out, his Henry would be sad!

But... he was sort of excited in a way, he had to trust MC that it would be fun.

Obviously envious of not being there to see MC do it for the first time.

Was the last one to jump, but it didn't help his nerves at all.

Everyone is watching me...

Didn't really mind the Bungee Jump Master fastening his equipment, he wanted to be safe.

Mammon got payback by pushing him off as well.

His screams were much louder and higher pitched than Mammons as well.

No photos were taken, or.. none were found.

Landed in the water, unlike Mammon who did it on accident, Levi wanted to have a quick swim.

Huh, he actually swam all the way back to land.

The human was slightly suspicious.

Leviathan was happy though that's all that mattered.

Ranted about some cool fish he saw while swimming back.

Satan

Heard about the idea immediately when Asmo found out about it.

"Satan! Quick, let me in your room! I've got exciting news~!"

He was hesitant at first, but once he heard MC was planning it, he immediately decided to go.

He had read about Bungee Jumping before, but never thought about actually doing it.. Would it be fun? He's never experienced something like that.

He wanted to try it anyway. If MC wanted them to do it, he would.

He went after Mammon, before Lucifer could.

"I need to show Lucifer how much better I am at this than he could ever be."

Put on his equipment himself, he had read enough about it.. Don't tell anyone, but he may have struggled slightly with all the parts.

Was sort of nervous, but that quickly washed away when he jumped off.

The amount of a rush he got was very intense, he didn't even know he could feel this way.

Was this what birds felt like when dive bombing? He wanted to do this again.

Landed on the raft with a bit of backlash, nearly fell off.

Asmodeus quickly snapped a picture and posted it.

When he got back, immediately had a tantrum.

"How DARE you post that!?" Ugh.. this was embarrassing. He has to get an even worse photo of Lucifer now...

Asmodeus

Was also eavesdropping on MC and Mammon with Levi.

Ohh!! Satan had told him about this before, were they all going to be invited!

He COULDN'T wait to take pictures and upload them! He might even be able to get some funny pics~!

Immediately went to Satan's room to gossip about the idea.

Absolutely thrilled when Satan agreed.

He however, brought up some points that Asmo didn't like.

"What do you mean that I actually have to JUMP off that cliff! What about my hair!?"

Took him a while for him to think of The Fall, he had a mini breakdown in his room with Satan comforting him.

Asmodeus eventually agreed that he would do it.

He wanted to make MC happy.

LOVED it when the human did his equipment, was about to ask for them to do it again before Lucifer shut him up.

He went after Diavolo, and was still giggly after taking his photos.

Asmo was too busy worrying about himself to really take in the adrenaline of it all, all that mattered to him is that this felt nothing like The Fall.

Had the most graceful land, took heaps of pictures during the raft ride back.

Happy that his clothes didn't get ruined, mad about his hair, but was able to be calmed down.

Beelzebub

The second last one to hear about the idea, heard it from Belphie.

Thought it seemed pretty scary. Why would humans want to agree to this? It sounded dangerous..

MC's done this before? How did they survive.. Oh, there's a rope? How would that hold you..

He was really worried for MC, he didn't want anything to go wrong.

Once MC comforts him about it being completely safe, he agrees to go.

He went after Asmo.

The human was really baffled by how.. huge he was. Luckily they had some that fit.

All of this made him hungry, was he able to eat?

MC told him that he might vomit if he eats so soon, so Beel held in the urge.

He just stepped off the edge, not really caring about wanting to make a show.

The memories of him falling caught up to him however, it felt like it was all happening again..

But then he remembered MC and instantly cheered up.

To the others, he looked very stiff.. How did he remain that still while falling?

He almost sank the raft when he stepped on it, immediately apologised.

MC instantly gave him heaps of snacks when he returned, he even shared some with them as a thank you.

"I'm really glad I got to do this, it was really fun. Thank you, MC."

Belphegor

It had only been a few moments after MC left their room, Belphie was there.

"Hey, do you wanna lay down with me?... Huh, an idea? ... What's that... Oh, it sounds exhausting. ...Ugh, fine. Only because you want me too.."

Wasn't too bothered about the safety concerns, well.. he was worried about you. But when you said you'd done it before, it made him feel better.

Beel came into the room and they continued to discuss it.

Got bored and fell asleep halfway through when he felt like he understood it enough.

He went second last, before Levi.

Was very embarrassed by having to be babied, he could do the equipment himself just fine!

He was concerned that he might do it wrong, so he just let the instructor do it for him.

Was rather excited to try it, because he knew he wouldn't fall asleep during it.

He didn't know how to start it.. did he just jump or walk off?

Belphegor decided to jump, it would be better than just.. walking off the edge.

He absolutely LOVED it, it was so exhilarating!

Refused to get on the raft, took him a moment of convincing.

"MC! When can we do this again?"

Was rather disappointed they didn't get to prank Lucifer as much though.

Diavolo

Lucifer told him about it.

"Oh! Lucifer, this sounds like so much fun. You're going right?... Yes, of course I'm going! I can't pass up such a fun learning experience of human world activities."

Forced Barbatos to come along with him.

VERY VERY EXCITED. Was practicing buzzing.

Would he feel how Lucifer felt when he was falling? Ohhh! this was so exciting!

Didn't really feel worried for MC, he trusted their decisions and the fact that this wouldn't be legal if it was so dangerous.

Went after Lucifer.

"Oh my, this is such a tall height! Lucifer, what's it like?" ... "Just get on with it already.."

Was delighted to let the instructor do his own equipment.

Jumps off, starts screaming when he falls.

This was way more adrenaline inducing then he could have ever imagined!

His shoes and lower pants got soaked a bit, but he managed to get on the raft fine.

"Lucifer, we have to do this again sometime!"

Barbatos

Didn't like the idea at first, but once it got very thoroughly explained he begrudgingly agreed to join.

"If the young lord wants me to join such an activity, then I will."

Secretly excited.

He has tried something like this before, but never in the human world.

Was MC going to be safe?... They've done this before? They must surely be very brave.

Went after Diavolo.

Just walked off the edge, didn't really do much, like Lucifer.

Everyone expected this though, however Diavolo was expecting him to have more fun.

"This experience was rather unique, my lord."

Had to listen to Diavolo ranting about how they must make something like this in the Devildom.

Solomon

No one knows how he found out, he just.. showed up.

Lucifer was creeped out, but couldn't make him leave due to MC insisting he stay.

Smug bastard.

"I'm so glad you let me stay, MC. It would be very exciting to do Bungee jumping again, especially with the brothers."

He hasn't been Bungee Jumping before, only lied to get MC's attention.

Went after MC, who went after Luke.

MC pushed him off, Solomon was so surprised he nearly used his magic to halt the fall.

But realised that a random human was watching, and the rope was attached to him.

He put a curse on it before so it couldn't break, he didn't trust it.

Fell in the water and struggled in there for a bit, Asmodeus had fun taking tons of pictures.

They went viral.

Solomon wasn't bothered by it, he quite liked it.

He didn't enjoy his clothes being wet though.

Simeon

MC went to purgatory hall to tell Simeon and Luke about the outing, asking if they would like to join.

Luke immediately refused before Simeon could reply. The angel chuckled, and reassured Luke that it would be fine, and yes they would be attending.

Was very curious on how it would feel. Would this be what it would be like if he fell?

He went before Luke, and after Barbatos.

Didn't mind the instructor doing his equipment, and understood that he needed it on unless he was to cause suspicion.

He did however want to try it without the equipment.

"Luke, it's alright. You'll go after me, all right? I'll show you how safe it is."

Enjoyed it a lot, loved the thrill he got when falling.

Really wanted to do it again.

Didn't like how it was above water though, he didn't want to fall into it.

Ended up nearly falling into it, but used magic to stop his fall right as he touched the water.

Thankfully, the human didn't notice.

Simeon was inwardly cursing himself for a foolish mistake, but thankful the human didn't notice.

"This outing was very fun, MC. Thank you for inviting me. I do hope we can do something like this again soon."

Luke

Simeon had to comfort him after MC left purgatory hall.

"I'm scared.. what if something happens?" ... "Luke, nothing will ever happen to you. MC has done this before, if they could survive it, you will."

They hugged it out and watched videos about it after.

Luke was still very nervous.

The others knew not to tease him.

Mammon ended up supporting him. "C'mon! You can do it!"

He nearly cried. Of joy.

He ended up taking a smaller height, due to his size and the human thinking he was young.

Simeon was right beside him when he jumped.

They all cheered him on, some not verbally though. (Lucifer.)

Luke landed on the raft, and was VERY overjoyed when he came back.

"Simeon, MC! I did it! I did it! I really did! It was so fun!" ... "I'm so glad you enjoyed it Luke, I always believed in you." ... "HEY! What about me!? I helped too!?"

Mammon was ignored. But Luke was very thankful for them all.

Nearly fell asleep after from the amount of energy it took.

Belphie hesitantly lended him his cow-print pillow, saying how he didn't want to. (He wanted to.)

Here catch head cannons and redesigns

Note: The reason for Beel’s tan is because me and a friend agreed that he should be tan with how much outside activities he does

Also heard Diavolo was meant to be based off of a dragon. Gave him scales because I adore features like that.

Obey me Boys as students

Thank you for the love on my other posts, every reblog, note and follower is appreciated!

Also feel free to request something!

This is more of a human high school AU, so there is more human talk than devildom.

There is a bit of Nsfw in asmodeus part, but other than that it’s pretty fluffy/maybe crack?

Lucifer

Straight A student, what did you expect?!?

But I’ll tell you, he’s honestly kind of annoying to be in a class with

He’s such a suck up without even ACTUALLY TRYING to be a suck up

When the teacher makes a mistake he 100% corrects them with no shame

But he’s still somehow a teachers pet

People hate him because they wanna be him fr fr

I honestly don’t think he’s naturally academically intelligent like belphegor or interested in subjects like Satan

The only reason why he actually tries is probably because he thinks failing academically is embarrassing

That being said I think he’s a hardworker, always practicing and learning

Definitely pulls all nighters regularly to finish assignments

Favourite subject is probably physics like a granddaddy

Has a very simplistic pencilcase in black with an ink pen

Mammon

Literal class clown

HE is the reason why class is low key fun

Everyone keeps saying he’s annoying but high key miss him when he’s not there

That being said he’s incredibly charismatic

I think he’s got lots of friends in class cause he’s super easy to be around and he’s funny asf

he’s probably one of the kids on the teachers “hate list”

Literally always gets picked on from teachers

Always goes red when they point out his mistakes but he turns it into a joke

I think he’s an average student but is crazy good at like music or something artsy

He’s that one kid who always ALWAYS forgets his stuff

If he’s lucky he might have a chewed up pen somewhere in his bag (maybe)

He’s definitely a pen biter you cannot change my mind

Leviathan

Oh boy

He’s a very shy kid, and honestly most people forget he’s there

Even the teachers which is kind of a good thing honestly

He sits in the back of the class and does his work calmly

Never talks like NEVER

Probably has one good friend in ONE class who he goofs off with but I think that’s honestly it

That being said there’s def some type of popular demon crushing on him

He has potential to be above average academically but I don’t think he cares enough

I think his favourite subject is art because he gets to practice drawing boobs I mean he gets to practice anatomy

Has a bunch of cool stationary from animes

Definitely has some sanrio type of stationary that he NEVER shares

Satan

A student that gives 110%

He would literally be the perfect student because he has this amazing combination of politeness, academic intelligence and actual academic INTEREST

would be if he didn’t absolutely despise all of the teachers

He knows more than the teachers so sitting in class is incredibly boring to him

Thinks the teachers have no teaching ability and knows he could teach this class better than them

He is such a good student for being such a bad student if you get what I mean

Super organized but not at all at the same time

Polite but disses the teachers- really it depends on the day

He loves all subjects but I think he’s a biology or maybe a literature guy wink wink

someone hc him to send answers in the groupchat while cussing them out- that is 100% Satan

He‘s probably super popular I mean, smart, pretty and a romantic- can’t get better than that! (Well lets skip over the anger issues)

Asmodeus

Your residential play boy/fuck boy!

But just add sweetness to the mix; like he makes sure the person knows his intentions before starting anything with him

That cute boy in class that has a bunch of friends and is super popular for an ACTUAL reason

He does literally EVERYTHING but pay attention

He‘s still a teachers pet though

Probably fucked a teacher to get through the year

Has a bunch of stationary and has really pretty notes even if he doesn’t know what anything means

His favourite subject is probably geography or design (art)

Beelzebub

Jock. What more is there to say?

He‘s not your typical jock, cause unlike all the other jocks he’s actually humble

(The sport bring fangol obvi)

That being said he’s crazy popular, because he’s athletic, cute, sweet, friendly and humble

People are all over him all. The. Time.

Yeah sure he might not have a whole bunch of brains and his grades are below average but at least he’s cute right???????

Yeah he’s not much of a academic person, like AT ALL- he only likes PE, maybe a little bit of art (cause it’s easy)

The teachers surprisingly don’t really care all that much about him- just a random student 🤷‍♀️

Belphegor

This little shit

He‘s that kid who is a genius for no reason what so ever

He reads the paragraph once and never again and still gets an A++++

He barely pays attention in class, skips like 60% of the time and still rivals Satan

Lucifer and Satan get pissy about it because he doesn’t even TRY

His fav subject is math because it’s just understanding a few rules and that’s it

His favourite saying is „mathematicians are lazy“, please tell me your teachers told you this too

He is so charming for no reason, and that makes him a little shit

All he has to do is smile and the person just melts

That being said a smile from him takes a lot of effort

He never takes his stuff to school so he just asks another person and they never hesitate to give him stuff

Teachers just don’t care about him since he barely shows up anyway 💀

Diavolo

Literally cannot focus in school

He‘s like a jock mixed with student body- super charismatic, super hot and reallyyyy popular

He‘s that one friend who has like a gazillion friends and says hi to someone every 2 minutes

But when he’s in class he cannot focus to save his life

At home he’s a mashine- finishing task after task but in school he gets distracted over every little thing

He has so many expensive items, shoes, pants, stationary EVEN HIS SOCKS

Nr.1 crush for literally anyone

Favorite subject is any social subject really

He‘s a pretty average student but his teamwork ability make him stand out

Teachers gossip about other students to him 😃

Barbatos

Straight A student, no one knows his methods

Diavolo is his best friend even if they are polar opposites

Very well liked, by students, teachers but he only willingly talks to diavolo and his crush we all know who wink wink

Very well organised, always has his stuff

Even the way he wears his uniform is neat

He‘s so mysterious…… which makes him kind of hot honestly

He probably doesn’t care about the attention though

Simeon

Ugh literally the perfect student

Smart, kind and charismatic

Literally a teachers pet

Probably is in a whole bunch of clubs

I could totally see him in the drama club

Favorite subjects; drama and literature

He probably reads shakespear in his lunch breaks

He never cusses in class- even when the teacher gets on everyone’s nerves

He has so many friends! Seriously it’s hard not to like him

That being said his weakness is computer science

Yeah not really his strong suit

Luke

Poor baby gets teased relentlessly

He is super cute though

is such a sweetheart genuinely

Don’t be mistaken if anyone actually has the guts to bully him, his 11 family members are ought to get them

He works really hard to get good grades and make Micheal and Simeon proud!

He‘s in the baking club and his favourite subject is probably science honestly

Solomon

This little shit (#2)

He‘s such a mixed bag of different student traits

He‘s lazy, but hard working

Social but introverted

Super popular but gets hated on

His favourite subject is science specifically chemistry

If you are in his chemistry class he‘ll pull some chemistry pick up lines to annoy you

He‘s also in the baking club which makes Luke get cold sweats every night

Also a huge shoutout to @kkeromenoo , thank you for the love!! Sadly I can’t respond to the comments 😭 someone pls tell me how it works..

I just also wanted to say sorry for the fact that 1) this post took so long and 2) some of the characters are shorter. Probably will edit this later, but again hope you enjoyed!

Proofread!

All credits go to @belphieslavenderscentedpillow

https://www.tumblr.com/onlyyvette/721599754465886208/brothers-and-undateables-finding-out-hard

Im so sorry if I must have gotten confused but if your still up for making it I would totally be fine if you make it a femdom or whatever you would feel comfortable with

Sex Tape

Warnings: sub/bottom character + dom/top reader + femdom!mc + hard dom reader + rough sex + slightly animalistic behavior + heavy degradation + spanking + collars + pegging + filming sex+ mommy kink + overstimulation + dumbification + he gets fucked silly and absolutely loves it + Diavolo is such a masochist + your sex tape gets released!!! + it's alright tho because you guys were already planning on uploading it and getting money from it

Word Count: 3565

A/N: It's alright I'm sure everyone mistakes<3

Also thank you sm for sending this request in, I've been wanting to write something absolutely filthy and this is the perfect scenario

"OMFG--" Levi came running out of his room and into the dining hall where Beel, Belphie, and Satan were sitting at. "You guys! You won't believe what happened! [name] and Diavolo are in a relationship! AND THEIR SEX TAPE GOT RELEASED!!" Lev's shrill voice echoed in the dining hall but all three of the other brother's eyes widened.

"What--what do you mean, [name] and Diavolo's sex tape got released?" Satan was the first to talk, though he still didn't believe what he was hearing. "Look, it's right here! Levi shoves his laptop in Satan's face and Satan pushes it back, annoyed at Levi's rudeness. Still, he looked at the screen and sure enough, there you were in only underwear while Diavolo was sitting on a large bed completely naked.

"Okay, time to make sure this is working..." you fidgeted with the camera a bit, finally getting it to where you wanted it. "There! Stay on the bed," you turned to the demon sitting on your bed as he nodded once. Diavolo stayed there kneeling with his hands fidgeting in front of him. He was already fully hard, despite seemingly not have being touched at all yet. "Good. Now keep your hands off your body. I know, it's a hard task for a slut like you but I'm sure you'll manage," you said simply as you walked offscreen. He whined at the harsh name but it was clear that it was turning him on.

You came back with a few items: Some flavored lube, a spiky black collar and leash, and a very large red dildo. "Come here," you commanded as you waited for Diavolo at the edge of the bed. He quickly scrambled to you and bared his neck for you, like you had done this many times.

You wrap the collar around Diavolo's neck and fasten it tightly so he can feel it dig into his skin, just how he likes it. He lets out a small moan as he rubs the collar decorating his neck. "[name], I--"

"Levi," Satan said, clearing his throat. He had an obvious blush forming on his face despite his scowl. "I get it, this is crazy but do you have to show your brothers porn in the dining hall?" Levi had been entranced by the video but his head finally snapped up and looked at his brothers. Belphie was struggling to hold in his laugh while Beel was blushing furiously, trying to look at anything else besides the video.

"Fine, fine, I get it. But I'm sending the video to gc!" Levi scurries off to his room in a hurry and locks the door behind him. He sits down on the floor and sends the video the the group chat and resumes the video, feeling tension in his pants.

"[name], i-it's tight..." Diavolo whines, tugging at his collar. You slap his hand away and roughly grip his face. "Weren't you the one who was begging for me to make it tight earlier? Don't ask for what you can't handle, slut," you sneered, letting go of his face. Diavolo nodded and sat back on his knees, awaiting your next order.

"Now hold still and let me put on the leash." You took the leash in your hand and clipped to his collar. "There. Now you look like a proper whore. You like it?" you tilted your head a bit. "Yes! Yes, I love it!" Diavolo's eyes were already starting to cloud over at the thought of being your personal whore. "Good. Now face the camera."

Diavolo quickly turned his body to face the camera, his blush getting even darker once realization that people might actually see this settled in. "Now, you're going to ride this dildo," you say, placing the toy in his lap. "Since you're already prepped, just put lube on the dildo." you throw the lube next to him. Diavolo uncaps the lube and squirts it into his hand. He begins to lube up the toy in front of him, slowly making his way up and down the shaft, as if he were lubing up a real dick.

As Diavolo applies the lube, he can feel his mouth water as he eyes the dildo. It was huge, about 9--no, 10 inches. The dildo was studded with rounded ridges that he knows is going to stimulate his hole like nothing else. He begins to pant, thinking about how good it would feel pressing into him and stretching his soft walls out, rubbing against his prostate relentlessly, fucking into him so deep...

"Are you just going to eye-fuck that dildo or are you going to ride it because I'm getting impatient," you roll your eyes. "Also, clean up that drool. I know you're an eager slut but you don't have to be so obvious." Diavolo quickly wiped the drool on his chin, shame coursing through his body at how obvious his lewd eagerness was. He took one hand away from the dildo to steady himself and brought his hips up to the tip of the toy.

"Look at the camera," you reminded him. Shivering, Diavolo raised his head up to look at the camera. He takes a few breaths, his body trembling a bit as he anticipates the dildo entering him. Finally, he pushes the dildo into his hole. "Mhngghh!" Diavolo whimpered as the first two inches of the toy pushed into him. Already he could feel the large head and ridges stimulating him and he hadn't even gotten a full third of it in him. Eyebrows scrunching up as he gritted his teeth, Diavolo continues to push himself down the toy's length, needy and breathless moans escaping him.

He had only gotten himself half-way down the dildo when you suddenly grabbed his hips and pushed him down the rest of the way. "W-wai---Ungghh! Haahhn, nghhHH!" Diavolo's eyes widen as he's pushed down the rest of the length, punched out moans forcing their way out of him. His eyes water at feeling of all those ridges pressing into him, how full he felt. "Why...nhh, did you do that?" Diavolo whines as he turns to face you. His eyes are wet with tears, his lip trembling as he looks at you with the most adorable eyes. "Just because, if I'll be honest," you shrugged. "Besides, your body is mine." You roughly grab his jaw. "I can do whatev.er I want with it. Am I wrong?"

Diavolo shakes his head rapidly. "N-no! No, my body is yours to do whatever you want with it," he says weakly. "You forgot something," you said expectantly. "My body is yours Mommy..." he whispered, his tears getting close to falling. You lick your lips at the sight of his tears, how weak they made him look and let go of his jaw, pushing his head back to face the camera again.

"The camera is still recording... Go on." you motioned to the toy when Diavolo hadn't understand what you meant at first. He raises his hips up the dildo, until only the tip is still inside him. He sinks down on the dildo, taking it completely down to the base. "Ohhh...nghh." Diavolo let's out sinful whines as he takes the dildo back into him. "Oh! And remember not to cum," you reminded him, breaking your silence. Diavolo nods quickly and begins to ride the dildo, setting a steady pace.

"Unnghh! Hahhh, mhnn..." Diavolo rides the toy with trembling thighs, letting out sinful whines. As he lifts himself up and down the toy's length, he can't help but let his mind wander. Every time the toy bottoms out, he can truly feel the shape of the toy inside of him. The ridges stimulated his walls so good, especially when the rubbed against his prostate, causing him to let out an occasional yelp and choked sob. And the length and girth of the dildo were so satisfying too. The dildo reached so deep inside of his hole and stretched him out so much that it felt like his hole would form itself to the shape of the dildo. What if the toy was a few inches longer and had a thicker girth. And what if the ridges were bigger and just the tiniest bit sharper? Maybe it'd be so big that it wouldn't even fully fit inside him yet split him open...

"Okay, that's enough," you finally spoke up. "It's barely been 10 minutes and you're already becoming so braindead..." You waited for Diavolo to stop riding the toy but his movements never stopped. His eyes were glazed over and he had a dumb look on his face, his mouth open and he was panting heavily. Clearly, he didn't understand what you were saying. With a deep sigh, you move closer to Diavolo. You pick up the leash connecting to his collar, and yank on it, roughly enough to pull Diavolo's head back to you. "Ghhk--" Diavolo's eyes widen as he's taken off guard, pawing at the collar as it restricts his breathing.

"I told you to stop, didn't I?" you asked in a cool tone. You seemed unbothered but Diavolo knew better. "Ghnn, I-I'm so-o-rry, mhnghk--Mommy!" Diavolo chokes out. "Yeah, I bet you're sorry, huh? Guess it only shows how much of a desperate bitch you are. Can't even listen when you're told to stop moving." you sneer into his ear, tugging on the leash even harder. Diavolo's eyes roll back into his skull as waves of pleasure crash into him. The dildo is still inside of him, nearly it's entire length still shoved up his guts. The stimulation from the toy added to the choking sensation from the collar and your harsh words are almost enough to bring him the verge and...

"U-ughhnn, ghhkk, M-momm--ngGHH!" Diavolo cums hard, his back arching into you as he lets out strangled moans. His cum spurts onto his ample chest, some of it even reaching his neck. His jaw goes slack as he rides out the aftershocks of his intense orgasm. Right as he begins to relax, he's immediately pulled back by the sharp tug of your leash.

"So you came, huh," you said matter-of-factly. "H-huh...---!" Diavolo's eyes widened as he realized he had messed up. Terribly. "I-I'm sorry Mommy! I'm so sorry, I don't know what came over me and---" Diavolo scrambles to make excuses and frankly, you didn't care to hear them.

"Shut up." Diavolo quiets down immediately once he hears your command. He can't think of anything he can say or do to make you less angry at him so he decides to stay silent. "You came without permission, without me even touching you. You really are just a dumb slut. A masochistic whore that only thinks about his own pleasure, right?" Your words drip venom as you speak, your eyes narrowing in contempt. Diavolo squirms at your harsh words, the pleasure going straight to his dick but he doesn't dare show you how turned on he is. Instead, he continues to look at you with his sad puppy eyes, still trying to be go you for forgiveness. "I asked you a question."

"...Yes, Mommy. I-I'm a whore," Diavolo says his voice quaking. "A slut that only thinks about himself. I'm so sorry," he continues to apologize. "I don't care for your apologies. Besides, your performance showed me that I should have just taken care of this from the beginning. Sit up," Diavolo reluctantly follows your order. Just as he raises up the dildo, you hold it's base and yank it out of his hole. "HaaAAHN!" Diavolo let's out a loud moan at the feeling of the dildo being ripped out of him, the rough feeling of the toy's ridges dragging along the walls had him spasming, almost making him cum a second time.

"Well, you know what they say," you sigh deeply before reaching for something offscreen, taking out a harness. "Sometimes, it's better to do something yourself. Lay down and keep you ass up," you instruct as you attach the dildo to the harness and fit it onto you. Diavolo is quick to follow your orders, crawling a little bit further and getting into position, bringing his torso down to the bed and lifting his plump ass into the air. He looks into the camera and whines lowly, realizing how pathetic he looked. Yet it still got him so hot and bothered. He squirmed a bit, panting lightly as he waits for you to finally make your move.

You kneeled behind Diavolo and pressed one finger into his hole. "Hmm..." Diavolo sighs sensually as he feels you finger prodding his insides. "The dildo should have left you loose, but you're still clenching on my finger. You really love dick, huh?" you say disdainfully as you add a second finger. "Ah! Nnh, y-yes! I love it," Diavolo moans as he moves his body back against your digits.

"Okay, enough of that," you say as you pull your fingers out abruptly. "N-no! Please, I want more," Diavolo whined as he mourns the loss of your fingers. He begins to push himself up but you place your hand on his back and slam him back into the bed. Once Diavolo was taken off guard, you land a heavy slap on his ass. "MhhnNN!" His eyes widen at the sting of your hand. "You already know to not disobey me Diavolo." Your eyes narrow. "You've already went against my orders twice, so I think its time for you to be disciplined." You end your sentence with another slap tho Diavolo's ass, causing him to let out another moan.

Under normal circumstances, you would have given him a number to count to and you'd spank for each number. This time, Diavolo had especially pissed you off, causing you to just spank him uncoordinatedly, Diavolo being forced to just take it like a good slut. "Ah...hnngh...ghhk...nnh! Mommy..." Diavolo whimpers with each slap like a cheap whore, his hard dick beginning to leak again. You don't answer him and and continue to deliver your punishment. Diavolo's hands grip tightly at the bed sheets as his tears fall freely, soaking the sheets under him a bit. His eyes unfocus with every hit and he lets and broken sobs, knowing that he's going to break very soon.

Right at your eleventh spank, you put all your force into your hit, leaving a dark print on his ass. At the same time, you grab his cock tightly, getting the feeling that he might cum from that last smack. Your intuition was spot on, Diavolo seizing up with a loud cry as his orgasm gets cut off. "This was a punishment. You really think I'd let you cum?" you removed your hand from his dick and began to slick up the dildo. Diavolo was still shuddering from the feeling of his orgasm being cut off. He's still in the same position, his now red ass still up in the air despite how much his legs trembled.

"Hey, get up," you yanked at the leash connecting to Diavolo's collar, bringing his body flush to your front as he grabs the collar trying his best not to choke. "Now, look at the camera," you turn his head to make him face the camera. "Good. Now keep your eyes there..." Diavolo follows your orders and keeps his focus on the lens of the camera. He probably looked like a 2-cent whore right about now. He could feel the tears falling down his heated cheeks and he didn't even have to look down to know his dick was still very hard and leaking. And the stinging on his backside...you hadn't even properly fucked him yet he already looked wrecked.

"Good boy," you coo into his ear as you run your hands up and down his sides. He whines a bit, wishing that your hands were closer to his chest. Your hands finally settle on his hips as you ready to enter him. Diavolo is still unaware of what you were preparing for due focusing on the camera just as you had told him to. Without warning, you thrust your strap into Diavolo's stretched hole, bottoming out completely.

Diavolo's eyes roll back into his skull as he let's out a deafening wail, his walls clamping down hard on your dick. His cum spurts in large amounts all over his chest, covering the previous stains. His vision whites out as his orgasm wracks his body, and his mind becomes fully empty. His mind clears after a bit and he realizes that you're still fucking him even through his orgasm. "Haahhgh! U-unNGHH, M-momm-OH!" Diavolo can't even form a proper sentence as you continue to rail him. You make sure that he can feel every single inch and every single ridge going in and out of his hole as you continue you rough pace.

"I fucking knew it. I can't even fuck you for a single minute without you cumming like a stupid slut," you snarl into his ear. "How many times did I already tell you cum when I give you permission?" You punctuate your anger with a vicious thrust that rams your dick into Diavolo's abused prostate. "OHHH! S-shorry! M' sorry---" You cut him off by smashing your lips into his, shoving your tongue into his mouth. His squeals are now muffled by your mouth but are still loud as ever.

Even though you were angry about Diavolo disobeying you another time that night, but it didn't stop you from being incredibly turned on. One of your favorite things was to reduce Diavolo to a cockdumb slut, to have him moaning without restraint as he cums over and over again from the harsh pounding he's receiving. You keep Diavolo's mouth locked onto yours as you continue to pound him from behind. He whimpers into your mouth as another orgasm rips through his body, just as strong as the last one. "MMHNNGG---" Diavolo tenses up for a second before his body goes completely limp. Even while Diavolo is still reeling from the aftershocks of his orgasm, you continue to fuck into his tight hole, never stopping once.

You finally pull away from the kiss, admiring the way that Diavolo's lips are now plump, glossy, and bruised from your abuse. You finally pause your thrusts and pull Diavolo up by the hair for him to face the camera. "You're nothing but a stupid slut that's desperate to be fucked dumb," you whisper. "Now, you say it."

"...I'm nothing but--*sob* N-nothing but a ss...stupid slut that desperate to be--fucked dumb..." Diavolo can barely get the sentence out, his mind too muddled with all the pleasure and pain going through his body. "Well aren't you a good boy," you grin as you resume your violent thrust, pushing his front down and keeping his ass up in the air. "UuuNGHH! Ahhn, hahh, OHH---MhnnGHH," Diavolo can't even understand what you're saying, too cockdrunk to even process your words. He cums a third time, yet barely anything came out, like you had milked him dry.

After his third orgasm, Diavolo can feel his consciousness begin to fade. "You're passing out already?" you scoffed. "And here I was, thinking that a slut like you could hold out longer, especially to be dicked down."

"Ghkk---nnghh...unghh," Diavolo's moans weaken as he feels his mind slipping away further and further from him, the only thing he could think of was the dick absolutely destroying his insides. Right when he was about to lose consciousness, you bite down on his neck. Hard.

"---!" Diavolo's eyes roll back into his skull completely as he goes through one last mind-numbing orgasm before going limp for the final time. You finally stop thrusting and pull out of him, watching every single inch of the giant dildo leaving his hole. Even when he was unconscious, his hole still clenched down on the dildo like he was still trying to keep it there. You let out a sound of amusement before taking the entire dildo out. Now looking at his sloppy and fucked loose hole, you can't help but want to plant your mouth there and eat him out to your heart's desire...but no, that was for another time. Now, you had to properly care for your lover.

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Levi whines as he cums for a third time, his hand still tugging on his cock. He was so grateful to whoever or whatever caused you guys tape to get released, because it would be a damn shame for no one else to see this. Still, Levi thought. The moment Lucifer found out about you guys...

Levi immediately goes to his phone and opens up the biggest group chat. There are so many messages, most of them from Mammon demanding to know if the video is real. Belphie isn't even bothered while Satan is very bothered and disturbed about the leaked sex tape. Beel only used shocked emojis but lucifer hadn't even replied.

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Lucifer: [Name]. Why is there a supposedly leaked sex tape of you and Lord Diavolo? Is it fake? Or did the two of you actually make a sex tape and let it get leaked.

[Name]: Okay yeah it's real but please don't kill us!

Lucifer: I will be talking to the two of you. Be prepared in 2 hours.

Yeah you and Diavolo were fucked.

The Issue We Didnt Cause

Rating - Mature (themes used)

Fandom - Obey me

Pairings - Mephistopheles/Mammon, Diavolo/Lucifer, Mephistopheles & Diavolo

Characters - Diavolo, Mephistopheles, Lucifer, Mammon

Inspired by this post by @thatweirdkin

Summary - 20 years since the fall of the brothers and since Diavolo has spoken to Mephistopheles he summons him to the castle for a chat about their friendship, and a surprising event that happened between him and Lucifer

Authors note - I became a little obsessed with this idea and couldnt get it out of my head. I will warn this has mentions of grooming (look at OG post to fully understand)

Im aware this isnt the canon order of events and Mephistopheles is slightly OOC (for a reason trust everything i do is for a reason) but hush its a fic let me have my whimsy. I also enjoy how things sometimes have names/dialogue different colors on here sometimes so thats why theyre different colors :3

Might turn this to a full fledged fic (here and Ao3) if it gets enough traction

Inspired playlist

Everything was as it was. Thats what Mephistopheles thought when that angel came into the picture. "Nothing will change between us, I promise" What a lie. Diavolo never lied to Mephistopheles until that dreaded day that good for nothing angel fell. Mephistopheles was always taught from the moment he was born that he was ment to be Diavolos playmate, his best friend. Diavolo was supposed to be his entire reason for exsisting. This wasnt fair. None of this was fair on Mephistopheles. Hes supposed to be the one always on Diavolos side, not that sorry excuse for a right hand.

Mephistopheles was pacing back and forth in his study trying to figure out how to respond to Diavolo.

Diavolo - Hey Mephis, i apologize for not speaking for so long. Come to the castle at your earliest convenience. Please my friend we need to talk.

Diavolo hasnt spoken to him properly in 20 years why now is that changing. Is Lucifer finally leaving? Is he finally giving his place back by his side? Even though he had work to do he decided to take a break to head to Diavolos castle. His mind was racing with whatever Diavolo could want from him to summon him so suddenly. Especially after not speaking to him after 20 years.

Mephistopheles - Im on my way, I shall see you in a moment.

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Mephistopheles knocked on the castles doors. He was hoping that maybe Diavolo would answer the door but alas Barbatos was always going to be the one to greet him. "Hello Mephistopheles, Diavolo is in his study. Would you like me to lead you there?" Barbatos bowed his head allowing the Duke to walk inside. "No need Barbatos, I remember where it is. Thank you." Mephistopheles returned the head bow, while unnecessary, Barbatos did help raise him and Diavolo. He made his way to Diavolos study that he remembered very vividly. The desk that Diavolo would always sit at whenever he walked through the door. The fire that Diavolo would put on in the winter months with his magic. The couch they would eventually sit on sharing a bottle of demonus laughing and eventually start play fighting. Those were the beautiful days that Mephistopheles remembered so fondly. The days when Diavolo didnt replace him with an angel. The days where Diavolo actually cared about him.

He knocked on the door to Diavolos office to hear a voice that he missed dearly. "Come in." Without second thought Mephistopheles opened the door and was greated by Diavolos familiar smile, and Lucifer sitting on Diavolos desk infront of the crowed prince. "Mephistopheles! Im glad your here. Luci we can continue this conversation later tonight is that alright with you? I wish to speak with Mephistopheles alone." Diavolo got up and placed a hand on Lucifers thigh. "Of course my lord. I shall see you tonight." Lucifer got down from the desk and started to leave the room. "Mephistopheles." He bowed his head some and left the room shutting the door behind him.

"Its good to see you Mephis. I've really missed you." Diavolo walked over to give his old friend a hug but Mephistopheles crossed his arms and was obviously upset. "This is how you greet me after not speaking to me for twenty years?" the duke tried to have a playful tone to his voice but he couldnt hide his obvious pain that snuck out every now and then. How could he not be upset, the man he cared about replaced him with an angel that could ruin his reputation and may not even care about the prince the way that he did. "I understand that you are upset... Rightfully so, but please understand my friend. My father fell asleep right after the brothers fell leaving me with no guidance, I was so stressed that i accidentally cut you out of my life. I deeply apologize." Diavolo put his hand out signalling him to sit down so they could have a proper chat.

Mephistopheles took this moment to take a good look at Diavolo. His hair was as it always was but something different about the way he looked at him. Those golden eyes had something hiding in them and on devils name was Mephistopheles going to figure it out. Mephistopheles sat down on the couch in his usual spot. The strange thing was that it felt the same from the last time that he sat there. "Does Lucifer not sit here?" Mephistopheles looked at Diavolo who sat down next to him on his right. "No the chair next to mine at my desk is where he sits, when we relax we're typically at the chess table or in my bedroom. Now the reason why i asked you to be here." Mephistopheles held Diavolos hand, when he looked down he noticed something strange. On his ring finger was a silver ring with vine engravings and blue sapphires. Mephistopheles was surprised, Diavolo never wore silver, he always wore gold. Come to think of it Lucifer had a gold ring on the same finger.

"Diavolo why are yoy wearing a ring?" Mephistopheles looked at Diavolo who smiled gently. "Thats one of the reasons why i wanted to speak to you. Not the main reason though but I wanted you to be the first to know. Lucifer and I are together, he allowed me to tell you after a few years of convincing though." Diavolo chuckled with the same smile. "Im sorry... A few years? When did you two get together." Mephistopheles felt his heart drop. He was dating Lucifer, sure it was fine but Lucifer? The man that caused a war, the man that had him replaced. Diavolo thought for a moment and had a guilty look on his face. "Ok dont be mad, three years after he fell" Mephistopheles looked at Diavolo shocked. Diavolo wasnt looking at him instead his golden eyes focusd on the ring on his finger smiling. "Now the reason-" Mephistopheles stood up and looked spoke without speaking. "You would date a rust blood but wouldnt even bother calling me back?!" Diavolo stood up also and put his hands on Mephistopheles shoulders. "Thats... Why i asked you to come... We need to talk about our relationship" Mephistopheles backed away. "Whats there to talk about... You abandoned me for-" Diavolo raised his voice. "Call him anything other than his name and you can forget about having this conversation!"

Mephistopheles looked at Diavolo who wasnt happy in the slightest. "He has a name and you will refer to him as such." Mephistopheles looked down and sighed. He knew Lucifers name, but he couldnt bring himself to say it, his anger couldnt bring himself to say the name of the man that cuased his replacement, that caused Diavolo to stop caring about him. "Fine... You abandoned me for Lucifer. What more is there to say?" Mephistopheles looked at Diavolo and saw that he looked hurt. It had been years since he had seen Diavolo give that same look to him specifically. "You think i abandoned you? Yes i ghosted you but I didnt abandon you Mephis, I'm sorry you feel like I did but that was never my intention." Diavolo steped back towards his friend to fully talk to him. "Let me explain please, then i will allow you to speak your mind." Mephistopheles looked at Diavolo, the look in his eyes were a mix of guilt and pitty. "Alright fine explain."

"I was speaking to Luci the other day about how i missed you and ive come to realize something with his help. Our relationship isn't healthy for either of us. You were conditioned to satisfy my every whim, you were also conditioned to be forced to not only respect me but to be put on this pedistal that I am above not only your wellbeing but also everything." Mephistopheles looked at Diavolo. He wasnt conditioned to feel this way, he felt this way on his own, sure his father Astaroth reminded him to make sure he didnt say no to Diavolo but he never said no to the King so he thought it was just normal. "Diavolo I dont know what you're talking about, I was not conditioned to do anything of the sorts my feelings for you are my own." Mephistopheles heard Diavolos sigh and started to get frustrated. "I loved you! I love you Diavolo. And you replace me with someone who barley knew you when you two met? What about me?! I spent every day with you. I spent every hour by your side, i worship the ground you stand on. I dont understand what Lucifer has that i dont!"

Diavolo grabbed Mephistopheles arms and pulled him close to him, Mephistopheles felt the warmth that radiated from his body, the warmth that Mephistopheles has missed over these 20 years. "Listen to yourself! Listen to what you are saying! I dont want that! I love you yes but thats not the love either of us want or need! I needed a friend i have people who already listen to my every whim. Which is why i was so drawn to Lucifer when we first met, he was hesitant about my idea and told me, Lucifer not only treats me like a person, he sees me as a person not just the prince of devildom. You need to understand that." Mephistopheles thought about what he said. He thought long and hard, finally letting his words sink in. He looked up at Diavolo who smiled gently seeing that he finally understood what he was saying. "I thought I was doing well... I just wanted to hear your praise and hear you say that you cared about me" Mephistopheles put his head on Diavolos shoulder. "Its alright my friend. You know now, im sorry for only realizing now before it became to much. Consider this our fresh start we can start over from here and go forward" Diavolo hugged Mephistopheles who hugged back and they stayed like that for a while.

It would take a while for Mephistopheles to stop trying to be so close to Diavolo but as long as Diavolo stays paicent with him, hes sure he would be able to. Maybe be could move on and find someone on his own terms instead of having Diavolo tell him to date. Maybe one day.

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Authors note - I will make this a full fic if you guys want me to. But only if other people want i wont bother if not. (I do have some ideas if I do continue but yeah feel free to comment or repost ideas if you have.)