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Distracting Leviathan

Thinking about….

Thinking about Leviathan and the way he struggles to stay still, to stay focused on his game when you're oh so tempting. And purposefully trying to distract him from his gaming marathon when he was only four hours in was just rude. Yet he hardly flinched when you knelt down and began freeing his cocks from their confines, only acknowledging you with a groan as he fought the urge to buck up into your mouth. “Leviii play with me” you whined only to get pat on the head as he brushed the hair off of your face without even glancing at you “Later” he grunted.

Man was it hard to get him away from his games.

Dude is so shy he’d probably confess accidentally

Through memes no less

Levi gets so pouty if you leave him on delivered or read without responding

He reads and writes Ruri-chan fanfic and he’d probably write mc x reader fic

Needs reassurance that he’s not a total failure throughout the day

Someone help this dude clean his room please

Never forgets to feed Henry 2.0 but somehow goes hours before remembering to feed himself

He will info-dump about his interests for hours if you let him (please let him)

Will 100% want to do a couples cosplay

NSFW

A bottom. That’s it. No explanation.

He’s an underwear thief so lock up your laundry

Ya’ll will fuck against the wall connecting his room to Mammon's just for shits n giggles

He collects double sided monster dildos to share with you

Very wary about experimenting so ease him into it

Sexting and phone sex are more common than quickies for y'all

Tie him up n fuck him in his demon form

He has a praise kink (Call him a good boy n’ he’ll melt)

Make him beg and don’t let him cum till he does<3

Obey me brothers finding out that YOU have decided to match clothes with MAMMON

My first headcannon! So excited 😆 hope you enjoy!

Lucifer

Wait you‘ve decided to match clothes with Mammon?

How peculiar… well it definitely is an interesting fashion choice..

Does he like it? Oh it‘s fine.

No it’s not.

Why did you choose to match clothes with him?! I mean he’s a perfectly fine partner to match with!

Will try to show you how pissed he is but would rather die than actually tell you that he’s upset

He‘ll be more upset at Mammon too

He‘ll lash out on him more often

Would probably do it less if Mammon would stop gloating

He‘ll try to interfere subtly, like pointing out flaws in the outfit even though his fit isn’t really fashionable either

Oh you picked it out?

Well then the outfit is amazing!

Don’t you dare roll your eyes at him MC.

Since that doesn’t work he just strings Mammon on the ceiling

After that’s done he‘ll try to subtly hint that he wants to match outfits with you too..

Mammon

You wanna match outfits with him? Really?

This man is over the god damn moon

He would literally wear a frilly pink dress to school if it meant that he could match with you

Will show you his entire closet of outfits to let you pick out something

Would also clean his room if you asked him too

When you guys match he will literally be smug about it for the whole week

Like; my human matched with me, what about your suck ass love life

Will NOT shut up about it and will talk to literally anyone about how much you like him and how awesome he is and about how cute you are

When he senses his brothers envy he literally smirks with a face like; „you wish that was you huh“

He rubs it in so bad

But he is genuinely so happy that you wanted to match with him

Like even though Lucifer strung him upside down he was still smiling like a lovesick fool

when you walked in RAD together with your cute matching outfits he literally shined with confidence

His smile never left his face for the whole day

He even asked someone to take a picture of you two so he could always remember today

He has the picture as a print framed in his room and as his lockscreen

This outfit is his new all time favourite now and he wears it whenever he needs a confidence boost

Would 100% want to do matching outfits again

Leviathan

You matched outfits with Mammon?!?

That is literally so unfair

When you guys walked down together he literally whined

he knows you wouldn’t match with him, but Mammon?!?

Mammon‘s not even that fashionable!

Will literally say everything wrong with the outfit even pointing out irrelevant details

„The sowing is uneven and the button should be slightly more to the left oh and-!“

Wha- you picked it out! Oh shit

He didn’t mean it like that! Honest🤨

Will sulk

Everywhere.

Maybe if you feel enough pity you‘ll wear something else!

And maybe you might match with him..!?

Oh it’s hopeless, he‘ll just sit in his bathtub watching romance animes wondering why you didn’t pick him

More importantly why you chose MAMMON over him

Please match with this poor boy I don’t think he can take it

Satan

Huh..?

HUH?!

Why did you match with him?!?

What do you mean because you wanted to?!?

Unlike other people *cough cough* he doesn’t criticise your outfits

Instead he compliments it, being all sly like:

„Wow you have a great sense of fashion. Maybe you could style me next time?“

Will literally turn this little ‚inconvenience‘ into a way to get you to match with HIM

And you being all sweet will be like; sure Satan!

He‘s one sly mf I‘ll give him that..

Asmodeus

You should’ve matched with him sweetie

I mean he‘s wayyy more fashion forward than Mammon! Besides he won’t force you to match with him 🤨

Besides that outfit is atrocious!

What do you mean you chose the fit?!

What do you mean you WILLINGLY wanted to match with Mammon?!?!

Panics

He only meant it if it was Mammons selection!

Wait don’t be upset!

Is genuinely confused as to why you matched with Mammon

Tries to prove to you that he’s worthy of matching with you

When that doesn’t work he‘ll try to make you jealous

Yes MC look at me! I‘m matching with this random demon, don’t you wanna match with me now?!?!

What d‘you mean ,good‘ for me?!?

You‘re supposed to be jealous damnit!😩

Beelzebub

Isn‘t actually that disturbed by you matching with Mammon because he thinks it’s an accident

Typical sweet Beel

He just doesn’t understand the hype around two people wearing the same outfit on the same day

Then Asmo told him you guys matched purposefully

So you wanted to look like Mammon?

Why you look beautiful on your own?

He still doesn’t get it

Oh well

Maybe it’s better this way

You don’t need more people to hate on your outfit choice for no reason anyway

Belphegor

Absolutely despises it

And is very open about it too

“MC why did you match with Mammon, you could do so much better like matching with me”

Will try to convince you to change

Please MC!

You can’t cuddle with that outfit on..

When you don’t comply he sulks

Him and Levi= sulking buddies

Unlike Levi, will try to find a way to get Mammons or your outfit wet aka ruined so you have to change

When you get upset at his antics he will apologise and tell you how he wants to match with you as well

You feel bad and agree

He grins a happy smile

That doesn’t mean he won’t not be upset about you matching with Mammon till you match with him

All credits go to @belphieslavenderscentedpillow

Imagine (Leviathan)

In which you can hear whatever music your soulmate is listening to. This is the seventeenth time today that you’ve heard the theme song to some anime that doesn’t actually exist and it’s driving you mad but wait there’s a boy humming it right there with headphones on.

(Imagine under the cut)

The music starts up again and you want to cry.

You can’t for the life of you figure out what song your soulmate has been listening to for the past week and it’s driving you insane.

Your best friend must see the anguish on your face, because he snickers and nudges your side.

“Same music?”

“YES IT’S THE SAME MUSIC!”

Solomon doesn’t even try to hide his amusement as you pull out your earbuds and scroll through your playlist to find an obnoxious song to play back at your soulmate.

Mean while, poor Levi was just vibing on a bench while Asmodeus was shopping, watching another episode of the newest devildom anime.

When suddenly new music filtered through his ears and he had to pause his episode to figure out what was happening.

He knew how his soulmark worked, but you had never played your own music so loud.

The poor boy nearly jumped out of his skin when he heard a laugh a few steps away, and saw Solomon with a human girl.

“Finally! The song isn’t playing Solomon! It stopped!”

His human friend was snickering as he watched his female friend do a little happy dance in glee, and Levi rolls his eyes before turning his attention away from you and Solomon.

He unpaused his anime, and almost immediately, immediately heard the groan through his headphones.

“IT STARTED AGAIN SOLOMON PICK A SONG QUICK!”

Leviathan nearly passed out when he realized that you might be hearing the music from his anime, so he did a little test.

Turning his attention to you, he paused his anime, then unpaused it several times, his face falling with your confused expression.

“Wait they keep stopping the music then starting it. What the fuck are they doing?”

Aaaand that’s when Solomon looked around for some unknown reason, and saw Levi staring at the two in fear as his finger hovered over the play button on his DDD.

Yeah Solomon just about choked on his own spit when he looked between the two and realized what was going on.

When Solomon finally managed to steer you over to Leviathan, who was shaking his head furiously at the wizard, you looked up from your playlist to see a terrified looking boy in front of you.

“So I think I know why we can’t find the anime intro you keep hearing. Meet Levi. He’s the one watching it.”

“So yOu’Re tHe bItCh.”

Yeah the two of you were blushing messes for the first year at least.

But hey, at least you can watch the anime that’s been bothering you for the past week.

Affection Headcannons (Leviathan)

Fandom: Obey Me

Part 3/7

General

Leviathan was nervous about physical affection at first.

He still is, though not as much as before.

He was afraid of putting his hands in the wrong spots, or of you being uncomfortable.

Anime didn’t teach him how to do this.

Eventually he started pulling you over to sit on his lap while he gamed.

You would fall asleep against his chest sometimes when he did that and he would panic because he didn’t want to move and wake you up.

Sooner or later, he would realize that you were a heavy sleeper, and he would be able to relax when you fell asleep against him.

Now he loves having you on his lap while he games. If you’re not facing the screen and gaming with him, you’re facing him and wrapping your arms around his neck, which still makes him blush like mad.

You make sure to do it often.

Hands

It took a while before Levi was confident enough to grab your hand first.

He occasionally grabs your hand now when you manage to get him out of the house for a walk in the evenings.

Levi likes to hold your hands over a controller when teaching you how to play a game.

You’ll pretend to mess up a few times purposely so that he holds your hands longer.

He knows.

Kisses

Levi rarely makes the first move when it comes to kissing.

He’d rather you make the first move.

But oh boy, when you do ask for a kiss, he’s all for it.

Levi will show off what he learned for some animes to kiss you in the sweetest ways.

He’ll dip you and kiss you like you’re air and he hasn’t breathed for hours.

Lift you into his arms so you have to wrap your legs around his waist.

Leviathan will cup your cheeks sweetly and lift your face to his to kiss you with lips softer then silk.

Hell, he even starts wearing Chapstick that’s your favorite flavor to get you to kiss him more often.

Hugs

Leviathan likes to hug you from behind so that he can bury his face in your hair.

He can’t help loving that you use the sweetest smelling shampoo.

His arms will pull you flush against his surprisingly toned torso and just hold you against him for a couple minutes.

Until he realizes how long he’s been holding onto you and quickly lets go to fight down the blush that he hadn’t noticed until you pointed out how cute it was.

He gets flustered easier than his brothers, and it shows in the way he typically hides his face against your hair or the top of your head when he hugs you.

Cuddles

He likes playing with your hair when you cuddle.

He’s just so intrigued by its softness.

And when you push him gently down onto the bed and climb in behind him to wrap your arms around his waist, he melts.

He wants to be cool and be the big spoon, but he can’t help the way his heart flutters when you pull him against your front and rest your head against his back.

He’ll hold your hands when they circle around his waist, and just play with your fingers as he relaxes against your chest.

He doesn’t want his brothers to know that he’s the little spoon out of the fear that they’ll make fun of him.

He doesn’t know that they all know, but that you made them all swear to never say anything.

Even Lucifer shivered when you settled your glare on him that day.

Obey Me! Incorrect quotes

Diavolo trying to convince MC to continue being the babysitter:

NB Diavolo: "What are you talking about MC? You love it here!"

NB MC: "I'm not sure I do, I think I've just developed Stockholm syndrome."

Solomon being an old ass man:

NB Solomon: "The dinosaurs didn’t rule the earth they were just alive. Stop giving them credit for administration skills they didn’t have."

Satan for no reason at all:

NB Mammon: "Do I sound smart, or am I smart? "

NB Satan: "You sound unbearable, to be perfectly honest."

Leviathan being depressed:

NB Lucifer: "How are you today?"

NB Leviathan: "Please don’t make me think about my life."

Beelzebub being.. Beelzebub:

NB Beelzebub: "My stomach growled super loud in French."

NB Beelzebub: "I would like to clarify, my stomach did not speak in French. It growled during French class."

NB Leviathan: "Bonjour."

NB MC: "Le growl."

NB Mammon: "Hon hon hon, feed me a baguette."

NB MC now that they're a demon:

NB MC: "I am literally evil incarnate."

NB MC: "I’m not actually, I just enjoy being evil."

NB MC: "Which I think actually makes it even more evil because I’m making a conscious effort."

Solomon can't cook:

NB Solomon: "I truly go into househusband mode when I'm someone's soulhousemate- like, I'll make you pancakes and bacon every morning."

NB MC: "This is a lie."

NB MC: "I'm literally living with him. This is a lie."

NB MC: "HE DON'T EVEN KNOW HOW TO COOK A PANCAKE, WHAT IS THIS."

MC just wants to go home:

NB Solomon: "I think I'm falling for you."

NB MC: "Then get up."

Levi is sick of Satan:

NB Leviathan: "Satan is okay."

NB Beelzebub: "He's okay? He said he was going to break my legs! And don't tell me he didn't mean it, okay?! 'Cause he gave me the mackerel eyes, he meant it!"

NB Leviathan: "Beel, Satan threatened me. He threatens Lucifer every day. He probably threatened Diavolo before breakfast this morning. It's what he does. Grow a pair."

Levi self-deprocating:

NB MC: "I'm going the fight the next person who insults Levi."

NB Leviathan: "I hate myself."

NB MC: "Alright, square up."

When MC first came:

NB MC, referring to NB Mammon and NB Diavolo: "Those guys are dorks."

NB Lucifer: "Yes, but they’re my dorks."

Belphegor annoying Lucifer on purpose:

NB Belphegor: "Lucifer, we have a visitor."

NB Lucifer: "Don't tell me it's our babysitter.."

NB Belphegor: "It's MC."

Lucifer being sick of Mammon's shit:

Lucifer: "The greatest trick the diavolo's father ever pulled was changing his name to Mammon."

Mammon bc he's my fav pookie:

Mammon: "So... what would you do if you were in bed with me?"

MC: "Depends. Is your bed comfortable?"

Mammon: "Yes."

MC: "I'd sleep."

Thirteen is going insane:

Thirteen: "Sometimes I wonder if I’m hearing voices. Then I remember that’s the last bit of sanity I have trying to get me to fall asleep at a reasonable time."

Diavolo is far too concerned:

*after discussing a plan*

Barbatos: "Does anyone have any questions?"

Diavolo: "Is this legal?"

Barbatos: "Does anyone have any relevant questions?"

Satan loves to boast:

Satan: "I’m proud to identify as morosexual. I’m attracted to dumbasses and dumbasses exclusively. Someone asked me what the Spanish word for "tortilla" was once, and now I dream of kissing them under the moonlight."

MC: "What kind of animal is the Pink Panther?"

Satan, already taking off his clothes: "God, MC, you’re so fucking stupid."

It probably wouldn't work anyways:

MC: "Here’s the cold medicine you asked for." *dumps 3 shopping bags of wine on the table*

Thirteen: "...Thanks."

Levi and Garfield:

Leviathan: "I once tried to play a pirated copy of Garfield Kart, when Garfield jumped out of my PC! We are currently married with three beautiful children and a summer room in the basement of HOL with Cerberus."

Math doesn't work:

MC: "Which is correct, seven and five is thirteen, or seven and five are thirteen?"

Thirteen: "Niether."

Thirteen: "Because it's twelve."

Venomous or poisonous?:

Lucifer: "If you bite it and you die, it's poisonous. If it bites you and you die, it's venomous."

Mammon: "What if it bites me and it dies?!"

Lucifer: "Then you're poisonous. Jesus Christ, Mammon, learn to listen."

Diavolo: "What if it bites itself and I die?"

Lucifer: "That's voodoo."

MC: "What if it bites me and someone else dies?"

Lucifer: "That's correlation, not causation."

Asmodeus: "What if we bite each other and neither of us die?"

Solomon: "That's kinky."

Barbatos: "Oh my goodness."

:P done

Kisses with the Obey Me Characters

consists of: demon brothers & dateable's x gn!reader

a/n: I've been slowly working on this for the past month and a half so it's all over the place. my inner demons came out while writing Belphie's part, and I'm sorry to my fellow Barbatos lovers but I lost major motivation near the endings.

suggestive content in some parts, ooc, barely proofread

wc: 5.9k

my inbox is open, please help motivate me to get back into writing 😭😭

Lucifer:

Top of the head kisses!!!!

Lucifer would totally be the type to sneak up behind you when you’re sitting on the couch or at the dining table and planting one on the top of your head or side of your temple. 

And he has the audacity to just walk away after catching you by surprise, but don’t think you didn’t notice the ever growing smirk spreading across his face. 

Your legs were spread out in front of you, a blanket thrown across your lap with a book Satan had suggested in your hands. Eyes scanning across the pages, you were completely zoned out, unaware of the daunting figure standing behind you. Peering over your shoulder, Lucifer studied the words on one of the pages, getting an understanding that this was a book his younger brother had most likely recommended for you to read. 

Removing his attention from the book, he locked his eyes onto you, though he couldn’t see your face, he could only imagine the look of concentration you had. Raising a gloved hand, Lucifer gently placed it on your shoulder, startling you from your read. 

Head shooting up, your eyes searched around before landing on the eldest demon brother. The panic that was once swirling in your e/c irises was now replaced with a warm gaze, your lips lifting into a small smile as they parted to speak. 

“You scared me, Luci-” You had only begun to speak when he leaned over the back of the couch, his face closing in on yours. Your words stuttered when his lips glided across your warm cheek, not fully making contact until they met with the side of your temple. His lips were cold, but quickly warmed up upon making contact with your skin, with his eyes closed he took this moment to clear his head. Not worrying about how Mammon had taken his credit card once again, or how Beel had eaten all the food in the fridge, no, instead he thought about how nice it felt to be within your presence. Thinking about how much nicer it would feel to touch you even more than just this small kiss, but with his brother’s constantly stealing all of your time, Lucifer has found himself missing the small moments with you. 

Forcing himself to pull away, Lucifer spared you a quick glance before continuing past the couch, back in the direction he had previously been going before making a pitstop. Your book, now laid on an unoccupied cushion, your place long gone as your gaze followed the demon. From where you sat, you could see the sudden change of expression on his face. His usual stoic, disappointed look had shifted into a small smirk, his narrowed eyes sending you a suggestive look. 

“Meet me in my room tonight.” 

Mammon

Listen… You know that one scene from Spider-Man? And you know how Lucifer likes to tie Mammon upside down? 

He definitely would have done something to piss off Lucifer, and after hanging for hours you finally come to his rescue. 

Catching him off guard with a kiss was one sure way to fluster the second eldest (though he would NOT admit it). 

The doors to the House of Lamentation were thrown open, feet shuffling through the entrance and the sound of bags being carried in filled the entrance hall. 

Asmo, who had dragged you out to accompany him during his shopping spree, still continued to ramble about one of the many outfits he had seen at the store. His voice only stopped once the both of you had reached the bottom of the stairs, eyeing the figure of his older brother strung up by a rope from the top of the stairway. 

“Ehh…” He sighed, shaking his head with a slight frown, “Mammon’s back at it again.” 

“Wonder what he did this time,” You began, raising an eyebrow when the white haired demon muttered out a few incoherent words. And upon further inspection, you were able to notice that Mammon’s eyes were closed, his breathing slow and steady, indicating that he was truly asleep. “Did- Is he really asleep?” 

Resting a hand on his cheek, Asmo could only heavily exhale in disappointment. “Only he would fall asleep like that.” Chuckling to himself, Asmo took the shopping bags you were holding before beginning to head up the stairs to his bedroom. “You can take care of him, right, Y/N?” 

Leaving you without any time to protest, he was already up the stairs and out of your sight. Returning your attention to the second oldest, you slowly approached his slightly swaying figure. “Mammon?” You called, hoping that he would wake up so you could help him down. “Mammon it’s time to wake up.” 

His head shook, unsure on if he actually heard you or if he subconsciously responded to your call. Stopping right in front of him, you slowly lifted your arms, hands cupping his cheeks, thumbs brushing against his smooth skin. 

“Come on, Mammon. I really don’t want to untie you and watch you fall on your head.” 

He didn’t respond. 

Sighing, you took a moment to study his face. The way his eyelashes fluttered whenever your thumb would get too close to his eyes, the way his lips were parted, puffs of air escaping him as he grumbled in his sleep. 

Instinctively, your face slowly inched closer towards his, gaze flickering between his lips and eyes that remained closed. 

It didn’t happen immediately when your lips touched, but a few moments after, did Mammon’s eyes finally flutter open. His head foggy as he tried to recall the last thing he remembered, but all his focus left his body the moment he realized that you were standing right in front of him, upside down? 

No…no, how could he have forgotten. He was the one upside down, having pissed off Lucifer he now suffered being strung up and left for who knows how long. But…why were you standing so close to him? And why were your eyes closed? And why were your lips pressed against his?

His face was quick to erupt in flames, the pounding of his heart speeding up and echoing in his ears. He was barely given any time to adjust to the kiss before you were pulling away with a face full of surprise, lips parting to say something, you were stopped by Mammon’s muddled words. His voice cracking as he tries to speak, jerking his body back causing him to swing back and forth. 

“WhAt- you…hey! O-of course ya would- I mean- Ha! You should consider yourself lucky to have k-kissed the great Mammon, human!” He averted his gaze away from you, instead focusing on a wall to the left. 

“Oh, I’m so very lucky.” You said, an amused smile raising as you shook your head at his antics. “Are you perhaps ready to get down? Or do you want to hang some more?” 

“What’re ya, stupid?! Of Course I want let down!” He replied, huffing and rolling his eyes, jerking on the rope once more, “I would’ve already escaped, but Lucifer tied to rope too tigh-” Right as he was about to finish his sentence, due to his recent constant movement, the rope tied around his feet had come loose. His body falling to the floor, making you take a quick step back and wince as he let out a loud groan. “Nevermind.” 

“That’s tough bud.” 

Levi

Hear me out on this…

Levi has been hauled up in his room for days playing some new game that has come out, and he’s been doing so good on it until he gets to the final boss. 

He’s been working on this last boss over and over again that he’s begun to neglect himself of his meals, so you, being the nice human you are, decide to take him some because you’ve been worried about him. 

But once you’re in his room, and trying to get him to pause the game for a moment, he finally does it. He beats the final boss. And in a rush of pure adrenaline he jumps up and kisses you right on the spot, not realizing what he was doing until he pulls away. 

From the other side of the door you could hear the sounds of Levi groaning in frustration, the fighting sequence playing out from the game he was currently trying to beat. 

Knocking on the door, you waited patiently, ready to recall the password to gain access to the third eldest brother’s room. But upon waiting a few more moments, there was no reply from the demon, instead, there was only the continuous sounds of buttons being smashed. 

“Levi? Can I come in?” You asked, hoping that he had heard you over the loud volume of his tv. With no response, you balanced the small tray that consisted of a couple slices of spicy rainbow pizza you had learned how to make, specifically for him, along with a cup of warm tea. Using your now free hand, you grasped the door knob, giving it a small twist before gently pushing open the door. 

Sitting in front of the tv, quite closely to be exact, was Levi. Controller in his hand as his fingers rapidly mashed against the buttons, muttering quietly to himself. 

Walking into the dimly lit room, you proceeded to his desk, setting the tray down before sighing out, “Levi, maybe you should take a break. I haven’t seen you at dinner the last couple days, so maybe a food break would hel-” 

“Oh-” He suddenly froze, causing you to pause your words. With furrowed eyebrows, you took a step closer to the demon, glancing briefly at the tv screen. “Ah…” The screen flashed brightly, in big, bold words across the screen, YOU WIN! 

“Oh, you won.” You stated, switching your gaze from the tv back to Levi, his eyes widening, finally realizing what those words said. 

“I won…” He trailed off, abruptly standing up from the floor, turning towards you with an ever growing smile. “I won!” His voice presumed more enthusiastically, fist pumping in the air as he had seen many anime protagonists do. “I finally did it!” 

Laughing in amusement at his action, you nodded your head, “Yes, you did it. Now you can take a break, right?” You never got a response, as the next thing you knew, his lips were attached to yours. 

Arms wrapped around your waist, holding you against him, his lips moved against yours slowly. His confidence grew stronger with every passing second…well…that is, until he pulled away and realized what he had done. 

“WAAAHHH!!” He threw himself back, stumbling over his feet and landing on his butt. His face was quickly turning red, heart pounding erratically in his chest, “Y-you..” He couldn’t find any words to say, and even if he could, he doubted he’d be able to get them out with stuttering over each one. 

Burying his face in his hands, he let out an embarrassed cry, his shoulders shaking as the picture of him pulling away from your lips played in his mind. The way your eyes fluttered open and immediately locked eyes with him, the way the corner of your lips lifted into a small smile, the way you…the way you looked like you enjoyed it.

No! No way would you actually have enjoyed a kiss with some stupid otaku…but…

“Levi,” You called his name, crouching on the floor in front of him, gently pulling his hands away from his blushing face. Hesitantly looking at you, his body shivered at the soft expression on your face, “As much as I enjoyed that kiss, I’d really like for you to eat, I even made your favorite.” 

“Huh?” Turning his attention to the desk which held his meal, he smiled at the sight of his favorite pizza. “Oh thanks, I’ve been meaning to get something to eat.” 

Chuckling at his response, you pat the top of his head before standing up, “It was my first time making it, so let me know how it tastes, okay?” Presenting him one last smile, you took your leave, making sure to close the door behind you. 

“Of cour- WAIT! DID YOU SAY YOU ENJOYED IT?!” 

Satan

Satan… Oh the book loving demon. 

You both would be cuddled up, him reading one of his books and you scrolling through Devilgram. 

One of his hands securely held the book, while his other held onto your hand, thumb caressing your palm, breath hitching everytime it began to tickle. 

But wait! He unconsciously brings your conjoined hands near his lips, pressing light kisses to your fingertips, making his way up the palm of your hand to your wrist, stopping when his lips were met with the beating of your pulse. 

AND HE’S DOING THIS ALL WHILE STILL READING, but don’t let him think that you miss the way his lips quirk up into a small smirk at the sudden jump in your heart rate. 

You stared down at the screen of the device in your hand, thumb scrolling through today's feed which seemed to mostly consist of Asmo and what he had been doing all day. Sat beside you was Satan, quietly reading through the pages of a book he had plucked from one of his shelves before settling down with you. His eyes skimming across the pages, his thumb lightly brushing against the palm of your hand that he held, paying no mind to the way your breath hitched to hold back from laughing. 

Feeling your hand being lifted, you turned your attention away from Devilgram for the moment, watching as the blonde haired demon brought your conjoined hands up to meet his lips. Delicately kissing the tips of your fingers all the while continuing to read, your D.D.D. long forgotten as you could only watch him with curiosity swimming in your eyes. Paying no mind to your gaze on him, he continued his ministrations, dragging his lips across the palm of your hand. Only stopping once he got to your wrist, his lips hovering over your pulse point before kissing it tenderly, smirking when he felt your pulse rise from his actions. 

“Satan?” You breathed out, hand stuttering in his grasp, heat swirling in your chest as you watched him set his book down. Instead of responding verbally, he pulled you onto his lap, hands resting on your hips while finally meeting your gaze. 

Adjusting his position, he buried his face into your neck, lips brushing against the sensitive skin, leaving a trail of kisses as he made his way up to your jaw. Tightening his hold on your hips he pulled away briefly, gauging your reaction before leaning back into to peck at the corners of your mouth. Smirk growing when you told him to stop teasing you, egging him on even more, he avoided your lips altogether. 

Leaving kisses on your cheeks, forehead, nose, purposely depriving you of what you really wanted. 

“Y/N,” He sighed, moving his hands from your hips to wrap around your waist, hugging you against his chest. “You’re beautiful.” 

And finally…finally he gives in. 

Allowing himself to fall into your desires by locking his lips with yours, slowly moving in sync. Your hands traveled up his shoulders until they were met with the back of his head, fingers tangling into his soft hair. 

With your D.D.D. and his book long forgotten, the both of you got lost in your own desires, not hearing the knocks coming from the other side of the door saying that dinner was ready. 

Asmo

While he is the Avatar of Lust, he enjoys being intimate with you. 

Showering together

Doing skin care together

He just loves being close with you, and he especially loves being able to admire your beauty. 

And if he does that by watching you through the mirror as you do the skin care routine he had taught you, then who are you to complain? 

The bathroom was warm, steam still fogging up part of the mirror from the hot bath Asmo and you had taken. Standing in front of the mirror with a towel wrapped around you, you stared into the mirror as you gently rubbed in the moisturizer Asmo had given you. 

Behind you, Asmo also stood in only a towel, gazing over your shoulder into the mirror rubbing his own moisturizer in. Though he seemed to struggle with finishing his routine as all he could find himself doing was watching you, mesmerized with your movements. 

“Something wrong?” You asked, catching his eyes through the mirror, “You always finish up before me, what’s up?” 

“Hm?” He snaps out of his daze, shaking his head with a smile, “Oh nothing, I was just admiring your beauty through the mirror darling, but of course, look at me as well. I’m the most beautiful person in all of Devildom,” He sighed happily, resting one of his hands against his cheek, “I was simply thinking about how fitting it was that I have the pleasure of having someone as beautiful as you by my side.” 

Rolling your eyes, you smiled at his words, “How kind of you, my dear.” There wasn’t much left for you to do, except for getting dressed in your pajamas and then to finally relax in bed after the long day you’ve had, but as you were about to exit the bathroom, the fifth eldest brother stopped you. 

His hands wrapping around your waist while leaning his chin onto your shoulder, continuing to stare at you through the mirror without a word. 

“Asmo? Are you sure you’re okay?” You ask once more, attempting to turn your head to look at him face to face, but it was no use from how close he stood. 

“I’m perfectly fine, my love. I just can’t help but admire how amazing you are.” He whispered, removing his chin from your shoulder, but still hovering over your bare skin. His lips slowly drag their way across your shoulder to your neck, giving you a quick peck before laying his cheek against the side of your head. “It’s as if you have me under some sort of spell.” 

“Maybe I do.” You joked, turning around in his hold and pressing your lips against his in a swift kiss. “While you stand here all dazed, I’m going to get ready for bed.” Pulling yourself out of his embrace, you were finally able to escape the bathroom, “I’ll see you in bed once you’re finished, okay?” 

You didn’t wait for his response, desperate to get some clothes on and lay in bed, but you were still able to hear his somewhat mumbled ‘okay’ before exiting. 

Slowly returning to his routine, he still found himself thinking about you in that moment, the way you looked, the way your skin felt against his. The more he thought about it, the more his face began to heat up, and he knew it wasn’t just from the temperature of the bath he took. 

Maybe you did have some sort of spell on him. 

Or maybe, he just realized that he was in love with you. 

Beel

Beel is definitely the type to love you no matter of your insecurities/flaws, he’s just so babygirl like that. 

And something that he loves, besides eating and working out, is getting to lay in between your legs, his head resting on your stomach. 

This mostly occurs in your bedroom late at night while having a movie marathon, or even if you were just scrolling through your D.D.D. before bed. 

But sometimes he would catch you off guard, littering kisses around your body while you were too distracted. 

He secretly loves the look of surprise that flashes across your face when you feel his lips on your skin, but what he even loves more is how flustered you become after catching him in the act. 

The room was dimly lit, only the soft glow of the tv illuminating the walls. You laid on your back, one arm behind your head while the other rested on the Avatar of Gluttony’s back. His body was nuzzled between your legs, arms loosely wrapped around your sides, with his head laying atop your stomach. 

Your full attention was solely on the tv, completely absorbed into the movie Levi had recommended you watch. And Beel, well, he decided to tag along to spend some time with you, and so far he wasn’t regretting it. 

The movie wasn’t all that interesting to him, but he could see how invested you were into the plot as it only continued to thicken. Smiling when your hand clenched the back of his shirt, watching as the main character figured out what they had been missing the whole time. 

Using one of his hands, he slowly lifted the bottom of your shirt, nudging his head in between the material of the cloth and your skin. Sighing, contently when he laid his head back down, the warmth of your skin bringing a new sense of comfort to him. 

Being too captivated by the movie, you were unaware of the sudden shift underneath your shirt, or the sensation of the sixth eldest pressing light kisses to your stomach. His hand that had lifted your shirt holding your waist, fingers softly tickling your side, hoping for a reaction. 

Flinching in your spot, you glanced down at the lump in your shirt, instinctively smacking at the hand that was tickling you. “Stop that, it tickles.” You scolded, the corners of your lips twitching as you tried to hold back your laughter. 

With the tickling stopped and your attention now off the movie, you were now able to just barely feel his lips pressed against your stomach. Mumbling incoherent words from underneath your shirt, Beel tried to pull you even closer to him. 

Your eyes widened briefly, lips parting in surprise, “Beel?” You whispered, gripping the bottom of your shirt with one hand and pulling it off his head. “What are you doing?” You asked slowly, getting a good look at his face now that you could see it. 

His eyes were closed, laying his head back down but still tilted up in your direction. The smile he displayed was one you had seen many times, most often when you would catch him in the kitchen after nightfall, snacking on the leftover food in the fridge despite Lucifer telling him not to. 

“I love you.” He stated, without even an ounce of doubt, opening his eyes to finally see your reaction. 

You were frozen in place, hand still on his back, though it still gripped his shirt tightly. Eyes widened, staring down at the demon in surprise, feeling your face begin to heat up as his words finally sunk in. 

Instead of finding any words to say, you hide your face behind your hands, whining out that he shouldn’t catch you off guard like that. 

But it’s okay, you’ll deal with the newfound heat bubbling in your chest. It’s totally worth it when he chuckles deeply, giving you his usual puppy dog smile and repeating those same words. “I really love you.” 

Belphie

Sleepy boy, Belphie, who spends most of his time napping. 

Oftentimes dragging you along with him up to the attic where he knows you would least likely be disturbed, falling asleep pretty fast, leaving you wide awake as you would have just woken up for the day. 

But that’s okay! You’ll still lay there with him, your arms holding him close just as he liked, admiring the soft look on his face while he peacefully slept. 

It’s too bad though, that you didn’t make sure he was truly asleep, because now you’re stuck having to hear his teasing remarks. 

It was warm in the room, yet not warm enough to make it unbearable. 

Or maybe it wasn’t the room, no…maybe it was the thick fuzzy blanket and the youngest demon brother that had your body heat skyrocketing? You had been laying with Belphie for not even twenty minutes, but the demon was already asleep. His arms were wrapped around your waist, head buried in your chest, refusing to be separated from you. 

Slowly removing your arms from around him, you broke free from his hold after struggling for a few silent moments. Slipping the blanket off of you and tucking it under the side he was currently laying on, you shuffled around in the bed, searching for a more comfortable position to help you cool off. Slipping your arm under the pillow you were using, you shifted down the bed so you were face to face with the sleeping demon. 

His bangs were messily splayed across his forehead, eyebrows furrowed briefly before smoothing back out. A soft smile made its way onto your face, moving your hand to cup his cheek, brushing away the stray hairs that rested above his eyes. Moving your head closer, you brushed your nose against his, laughing lightly when his lips pursed, almost puckering and asking for a kiss. 

“You’re so weird when you sleep.” You laughed quietly, giving the tip of his nose a quick kiss before resting your head back onto the pillow, content with just watching as he napped, knowing that you’d fall asleep sooner or later. 

“That wasn’t a real kiss,” Your body jolted in shock, not prepared for Belphie’s voice to suddenly ring out, let alone his eyes to be peering into yours. His lips were set into a pout, “I want a real kiss.” 

“I- what?” 

“You were the one watching me sleep, I saw the way you looked at me.” He said, lips twitching up into a smirk. Slowly pushing himself up, he used his arms to keep him up, hovering over you. 

“I was not!” You huffed, turning your head to the side, trying not to let it show that his teasing words had affected you. But with the way his thumb and index finger gripped your chin, turning your head back to face him, and the way your heart began to hammer in your chest. You knew that he knew what kind of effect he had on you, the smirk on his face said enough. 

“Oh?” His voice was smooth, “So, you look at everyone like that?” He was pouting again, but this time he was doing it on purpose, teasing you, purposely trying to get under your skin. 

“What? No, I don’t.” You answered, rolling your eyes, trying to look anywhere else but his beautiful violet eyes. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” 

“You only look at me like that, right?” He asked teasingly, leaning in closer to your face, much like you had done before, brushing your noses against one another. “You’ll only look at me like that, right?” He rephrased, breath fanning against your lips as his eyes closed, your lips molding together much to your surprise, though you guess you should have suspected it coming from the Avatar of Sloth who enjoyed getting under people’s skin. 

His lips were surprisingly soft, and tasted faintly of the hell cream cat tongue cookies you saw Beel munching on after breakfast this morning, remembering how the twins had made the journey last night to Madam Scream’s to specifically get them. 

Your lips moved in sync with his, gasping when his hand that had been gripping your chin slid down your side, holding your hip as the kiss became more heated. After another long moment, you pulled away as best as you could to regain your breath, the demon following after you, not quite done with his assault on your lips just yet. 

“I like it when you look at me like that.” He whispered, attaching his lips to your neck, allowing you your moment to breathe.

But don’t expect him to wait long, his want for a peaceful nap with you long gone, replaced with a growing fire inside him. 

Diavolo

Diavolo is a very, very busy man. I mean, he is the future ruler of Devildom after all. 

Time with him is rare, and even when you do get a sliver of a moment, Barbatos is always there to fetch his master who had run away from the work he needed to do. 

With the almighty loyal servant of Lord Diavolo, one would imagine that he would never lose track of the future king. 

So imagine everyone’s surprise when Diavolo is nowhere to be found. Sure, he was on a break right now, but within an hour he had a very important student council meeting to attend. 

But little did everyone know, was that Diavolo had been ambushed by his favorite human who was supposed to be walking to their next class, and dragged into the nearest supply closet. 

“Shouldn’t you be in class?” Diavolo asked, his arms crossed over his chest as he watched you close the door sneakily, laughing when you leaned your back against the door as an extra measure to keep people out. 

“Let’s not talk about how much trouble I’ll be in with Lucifer right now.” You sighed, pushing yourself away from the door and approaching the demon. “I’ve barely seen you these past few days, it’s been torture.” You dramatically spoke, falling into his awaiting arms. Hugging him closely, you breathed in his scent, your nerves calming with just the slightest touch from him. “I’ve missed you.” 

He hums in agreement, tightening his hold on you, tucking his head into the crevice of your neck. “I’ve missed you as well. Getting away from Barbatos is…quite a tricky task.” 

“I can imagine,” You laughed, moving your head back so you could see his face. Still as handsome as the last time you had seen him, if not more. “I’m just happy I was able to catch you on my way to class.” 

Not saying anything more, the both of you leaned in, lips connecting in a heated, passionate kiss. Your hands finding themselves unbuttoning his coat, toying with the tie tied around his neck. His own hands were on the back of your head, holding you in place, refusing to be apart from you after having not had any time to see you lately. 

Taking a step forward, Diavolo swiveled around, pushing you against the wall he had been leaning on. Hands now perched onto your hips, pulling you closer to him, his lips traveling down your jaw and neck, stopping when they reach the collar of your uniform. 

“Do you-” He started, pulling back just enough to catch a glimpse of your flushed out expression. His words were cut off by three knocks at the supply closet door, the shadow of the person on the other side peeking through the crack underneath. 

“My Lord, I have given you as much time as possible, but it’s time for the meeting.” Barbatos’ voice rang out from the other side, a hint of amusement in the situation, but sternness as his master still had to attend to his duties. “You as well, Y/N.” 

Your shoulders dropped in disappointment, sighing solemnly as you fixed your slightly wrinkled uniform before helping Diavolo straighten up his tie and button up his coat once more. 

“Hey,” Diavolo spoke softly, catching hold of your hand before you could make your way to the door. You stopped in your tracks, squeezing his hand back as you gave him your attention. “Why don’t you come stay at the castle tonight? I’ll speak with Barbatos, that way we can spend the night together, what do you say?” 

“Really?” The hopeful look in your eyes caught him off guard as you lovingly gazed at him, his smile dropping as a blush rose to his cheeks. 

“Yes,” He answered without a waver, “I’ll make it happen.” He said, smiling in reassurance, “I’ll make anything happen for you, Y/N.” 

As long as you keep that look in your eyes.

Barbatos

Barbatos is a very dignified man, always keeping his composure as the loyal servant to the future king of Devildom, Lord Diavolo. 

But that doesn’t mean that he has another side to him, in fact, I believe that Barbatos is a man with many different sides. 

I see him as being more intimate with you in private. 

Now that’s not to say he’d say no to a kiss in front of others, but only a peck here and there. But I think that alone time with him completely makes up for the lack of pda.

After the doors are closed, he’s on you like a light, completely ravishing you and letting you know how much he appreciates you. 

Stepping into the dark room, Barbatos undid the buttons of his blazer. A sigh slipped past his lips when he shed the clothed material, his gloves coming off next, fingers smoothing out the silk texture before moving further into the room, stopping beside his bed. 

You were sprawled out in his sheets, clutching one of his pillows in your arms as a substitute until he was able to slip away from work for the night. You had arrived earlier in the night, having dinner with him and Diavolo before scurrying to his bedroom, leaving him with a quick peck on the cheek and telling him that you’d wait for him. 

Turning his attention to the clock beside his bed, he sighed at the time displayed. He knew that he had overworked once again and kept you waiting until you had fallen asleep alone, but at least he could have the joy of waking up with you in his arms before repeating the day all over again. 

Quickly changing into some sleeping clothes, the demon got into bed, adjusting your form into a more comfortable one for you to wake up in before lying down himself. Throwing an arm around your waist he sighed out once again, blinking owlishly when he found your eyes staring straight into his. 

“Hey.” You said, voice hoarse, having just woken up from a deep sleep. 

“Hello.” He pulled the blanket up over your shoulders, scooting closer towards you in the bed, “I’m sorry for making you wait.” His eyes closed momentarily, taking in the silence of the room, allowing himself to relax into the soft cushiness of the bed. 

“It’s okay, you’re here now.” Tucking the blanket under your chin, you gave him a small smile, meeting his eyes once they had reopened. His eyes were narrowed in a teasing manner, a small, crooked smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. 

“It’s been a while since we’ve had time to ourselves, my dear.” He started, closing in on you and brushing a hand over your cheek, “Truly is such a shame that our time has been reduced to the late hours of the night.” 

You hum quietly, eyes feeling heavy once more, you lean in closer and place a kiss on the corner of his mouth. Pulling away to lay back in bed, the green haired demon followed after you, his lips capturing yours before you could even register what was happening. Your eyes widened, gasping into the kiss, your startled expression causing him to smile into the kiss. 

“Barb?” Your voice shook, gasping for air when he pulled away, opting to hold you close to his chest for the time being. 

“Shhh,” He cooed, one hand wrapped around your waist, while the other was under your head, acting as a pillow to keep you close to him. “Go to sleep, my love.” Kissing your forehead, he laid his head down onto his pillow, nestling his head on top of your. “Sleep well.” 

Simeon

M O R N I N G     K I S S E S

He’d wake you up with kisses early in the morning, despite you specifically telling him to not wake you up early. 

He’d smile while doing so, even going as far to tickle your sides to get you up and moving. 

And he’s just too damn adorable with his eyes crinkled as he puts on a big smile, voice soft as he tells you it’s time to wake up, so of course, you can never stay mad at him. 

Your eyes fluttered open, the lantern on the bedside table lit, casting an orange hue across the room. You could feel the soft texture of Simeon’s lips, peppering kisses across your cheeks, his lips curled up into a smile as he did so. 

“It’s time to get up.” He whispered, his breath tickling your cheek as his lips slid across your skin, kissing the tip of your nose. “I let you sleep in for a couple minutes longer.” 

“Nooo,” You whined, turning your head to the side and attempting to cover your head with the blanket. 

“Yes yes, we have plans with the others, remember?” He laughed, poking your side with his index finger, “And you’re the one that planned it.” Continuing to poke you, he took to tickling you instead, eyes shining in amusement when you began to wiggle around in the bed, desperately trying to escape from his attack. 

Laughter bubbled up in your chest as your hands swatted at his gently, body rolling towards the edge of the bed where you were sure to fall if not for Simeon’s arms grabbing onto your and pulling you closer to him. 

As your laughter died down, you found yourself frozen in his arms. His smile had softened, fondly watching as your heart began to race. Even just his face was enough to fluster you, especially when he was looking at you like…that. 

“Stop it,” You said, turning your head away with pursed lips, “Don’t look at me like that.” 

“Like what?” He chuckled, taking your chin in between his fingers and guiding your attention back to him. “Like I love you?” He asked in a teasing tone. 

“Y-yeah!” You stuttered, hiding your face in your hands, hoping to conceal your expression from his eyes, but should have known better. 

Carefully prying your hands away from your face, he hovered his face over yours, pressing a quick kiss to your lips not once, not twice, but thrice. “That’s because I do love you.” He quietly said against your lips, “You have no idea how much I love you.” 

Solomon

DO NOT TRUST THIS MAN! He may seem all sweet and innocent, but I swear he’s a biter. 

You’ll be in the middle of a sweet moment and he’ll kiss you all nicely, but then BAM he’s gnawing on your lip. 

He’s just a cheeky little shit that likes to tease you. 

And it works.

The sky was dark, very few stars littered the sky overhead in Devildom. You laid on your back, eyes locked onto the dark sky, silence surrounding you except for the occasional sound of Solomon humming. 

“So this is what humans do nowadays?” He asked, still unsure what you both were supposed to do. He understood that you wanted to watch the stars, but was that all, was that really all you do? 

“You’re talking like an old man.” You laughed, turning your attention away from the sky to glance at the white haired sorcerer. “And to answer your question, not everyone does this. Not everyone is into this sort of stuff, I guess I just wanted to try it out.” 

“I see.” 

It fell silent once again, and from the corner of your eye you could see that he had rolled over onto his side, now facing you. While your attention was on the stars, his was solely on you, watching, studying your every expression. 

“And what’s the point exactly?” He smirked, seeming to already know the answer he was expecting to get.

“What do you mean?” Rolling over onto your side, you mimicked his actions, propping up a hand and resting your head on it. “What’s the point in watching the stars?”

“Yeah.” 

“Well, it’s something to do. With friends, or a lover, it’s just a time to bond or whatever. I don’t know, I don’t know how this stuff works.” You shrugged your shoulders, hoping that he was satisfied enough with your answer. 

“So then what are we?” He asked, leaning the front half of his body closer, “Friends…or lovers?” 

Your eyes widened at his question, lips sealed as you finally registered the words. 

“Idiot!” You softly scolded, smacking him on the shoulder making him laugh. “You already know the answer to that.” 

“I know, I know. I couldn’t help myself, you’re so easy to fluster.” He slowly leaned in until your lips were connected. The kiss was filled with so much tenderness, so much passion that even you were surprised. His lips moved against yours in a gentle urgency, one hand cupping your cheek to keep you close. 

But even with the kiss filled with so much passion, you know you should have expected something to be up the sorcerer's sleeve. You could feel the corners of his mouth twitch upwards into the kiss, his teeth gently grazing your bottom lip before taking hold of it, causing you to gasp in shock. 

Pulling away, you rolled back a couple inches, putting some distance between the both of you. “Hey!” You stared at him with wide eyes, lips parted still in a state of surprise. “No biting so suddenly! Jeez you’re like some kind of wild animal!” You hid your face in the ground, ignoring the pounding of your heart as he could only laugh. 

“So it’s okay if I bite later on, hm?” He teased, once again meeting with the wrath of your hand slapping against his shoulder. 

“Shut up!”

Good evening my sweet pumpkin pie, after reading those first match-ups of yours I really couldn't keep myself from asking one too, when you'll have time of course! Btw, I totally loved them. So, I'll go with the nick Arthemisia just cause I don't wanna use my real one, age is 22, heterosexual, maybe a slight biromantic, and I'm an INFP-T.

Hi lovely! I really hope you'll like your match-up. I laughed so hard writing this for you, you damn Gryffindor.

P.s. I love you too! ❤️

- Mod Satan

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Your romantic match is: Leviathan

I gave my husband to you girl, treat him with the respect he deserves.

I wrote this in another match-up, but I think it works well for you too – Levi has his own fantasy world in his mind and he loves that, but no-one seems to understand him. He desperately wants to be validated, with all of his passions and all of his interests. And here you are, just a little bit like him. And he loves that.

He loves music just as much as you do – it's his safe place, exactly like his room is. He listens to anisongs a lot, but I think he wouldn't mind something different every now and then. But just beacuse you are his normie.

So, what does that mean? Imagine spending the night in his room, dancing to the songs you both like (he's a little shy at the beginning, but wait until his favourite song comes up. He will be a new man).

Loves to make cute videos of you two awkwardly dancing – he will never post them, he just keeps them on his phone and watches them when he needs to smile a little. Not because he's also jealous, absolutely not.

Date nights consist in playing videogames and watching animes – he gets a little mad when he loses against you, but at the same time he's really proud? Is that even possible?

He sadly gets the feeling of not knowing what to do with his life. He has a very bad opinion about himself. Hopefully you two could help eachother a little bit?

One night, he brought you to the planetarium because he knows you like the stars and he wanted you to see them way better – don't let his brothers know about this, though, or he will never hear the end of it.

Since you love animals so much, he will let you meet Henry.

Dear Lord the amount of love I feel for this man is insane, sorry.

Your platonic match is: Beelzebub

Okay, this one is a little more difficult to explain because it's just a feeling that I personally have.

First of all, you both are too pure for this world – you're kind and I think that's the kind of person Beel is attracted to.

When you feel sad, he will try to cook your favourite dishes to cheer you up.

"Sorry, Misia, I ate a little bit of it on my way here. It's really good."

As a matter of fact, he almost cleaned the whole plate – ALMOST.

He promises he will ask Belphegor to help him the next time he'll try to cook for you – just to make sure he doesn't eat the whole thing in the process.

He's the number one fan of your drawings right after me of course.

Also, he likes to hear you play the guitar and sing – your voice is just so sweet he forgets his hunger for a little bit.

Hi! Can I request a matchup? :) I’m a straight female. I enjoy science and math, but i like reading as well. I’m a perfectionist, and have a tendency to be overly ambitious. I’m pretty extroverted but I have a lot of social anxiety and need alone time as well, so I love staying in and watching movies and reading instead of going out. I enjoy smaller, more intimate conversations instead of huge groups. I also have a tough time receiving compliments and affection, but I have no problem giving it.

Hi darling! Thank you so much for the compliments, really. Hope you enjoy your match-up!

- Mod Satan

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Your romantic match is: Beelzebub

Okay so, the main reason I picked Beelzebub is he would definetly understand when you need your alone time – he's worried about you, of course, but he knows it's just a matter of time.

Either way, he can and he will check on you – he will bring you your favourite food (he tries not to eat it on the way to your room) and, if you want him to stay, he will be more than happy to oblige.

He loves to spend time with you and Belphie – I don't think he would like huge groups, too. Just you, your twin and himself is a perfect situation for him.

Date nights are spent watching movies – with lots of food.

He doesn't really understand your interest in math and science, but he thinks that's really cool and he definetly supports you – you're so clever!

He's very affectionate with you, but he will respect your boundaries – he will never do something you're not comfortable with.

You make him feel so loved and appreciated.

Your platonic match is: Leviathan

SHUT-INS, UNITE.

Okay, all jokes apart, we all know too well that he likes staying in his room – and what does that mean? Movie night, of course.

If you're not an otaku already, he will definetly suggest a lot of anime series for you to watch. In exchange, he will give a try to your normie movies. At the end, he loves them.

He doesn't really understand how you can be so extroverted, but he sure can understand the feeling of wanting to be alone for a while and he respects that.

He doesn't really know how to handle huge groups – he can't even handle one person, sometimes. So, more intimate conversations are a must for him.

He's a complete mess in both giving and receiving affection (poor bean is trying his best, okay?), but give him some time and he will eventually warm up a bit. He just needs time to adjust to your normie tactics.

Hey!! I was wondering how the demon bros would react to seeing mc's stretch marks for the first time? I am a lil chubb and would love some fluff!! If you don't do all of them maybe just mammon, beel, satan and belphie? Thank you 😁

The brothers see MC's stretch marks for the first time

I loved this ask so much. Thank you for your request!

- Mod Satan

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Lucifer

As your lover, he has already accepted every single part of you – even the ones you hate. And he loves them.

Your stretch marks are not an exception.

He smiles and caresses your skin with his gloved hand, following your stretch marks.

If you're insecure about them, he will immediatly scold you – not in an angry way, of course. He just wants you to understand how beautiful you are.

"My love, there's no need to be insecure. You are breathtaking."

Mammon

He adores your being in every possible way. Even though he acts like he doesn't care out of pride in front of his brothers, he's probably the one who loves you the most.

And he shows that, even though he doesn't mean to.

When he sees your stretch marks for the first time, he actually doesn't pay much attention to them – not because he doesn't care, but because, to him, they're just another beautiful characteristic of your body.

It will take time for him to notice that you're insecure about them (if you are) – but when he does, oh boy. You're in for a ride.

"Oi, look at me, will ya? I'm your man and you are my human. That should clear things up, don't ya think?"

Please love yourself as much as he loves you.

Leviathan

Honestly, he doesn't even care about your stretch marks. He loves your body just the way it is – even though he violently blushes every single time he thinks about telling you.

At first, he couldn't even look at you. Not because you're not beautiful! I mean, he thinks you're stunning and that's the point. How could someone like you love a gross otaku like him?

He struggles with self-love too – he is definetly the one who can understand your insecurity.

Loves to make you sit on his lap while he games – he will hug you from behind, resting his chin on your shoulder while his eyes are focused on the screen.

Satan

He's a gentleman.

Being the observant man he is, he immediately notices them, but never points them out – the last thing he wants to do is trigger you.

If you show confidence, though, he will absolutely love it – you're perfect just the way you are. You deserve to feel confident.

He wants you to feel confident.

He's just so proud of you, but he won't ever tell you – he will show you with his actions.

Asmodeus

Oh, this man.

He leaves a lot, a lot of kisses on your stretch marks – he just can't help it!

Loves to rest his head on your chest, belly or thighs – he could even let you play with his hair, just don't mess them up!

The King of self-esteem – you're not confident in the way your body looks? Congratulations, you've just triggered Asmodeus. He won't let you go untill you learn to love yourself.

"Darling, you're just as beautiful as I am! Why can't you see it? "

Beelzebub

Stretch marks? We love and accept them in this house.

They're not flaws. Don't even think about it.

Seriously though, this boy will do everything in his power to make you understand that you are loved.

This man just loves to constantly keep you in his arms – he loves the way your body feels against his. Now he won't let you go!

Gives the best bear hugs.

Belphegor

This man doesn't even notice them at the beginning – he's that clueless.

When he does, though, he just doesn't care – should he have any particular opinion on your stretch marks?

In any case, he doesn't have an opinion – they're just there and that's fine.

Loves to feel his body against his as much as his twin does.

Just let him rest his head on your chest while he naps – you now have a smiling Belphie.

May I request a match-up?

Hi! The preferred name i'd go by is Devora, bisexual, demigirl. I'm an Aquarius, apparently a ENFP-T personality type. I am loyal, caring and sometimes even protective of the ones I love, usually independent and always trying to be a responsible and reasonable-mature person. I struggle with confidence and self worth issues (writing anything positive about myself is a challenge). I am an absolute ambivert, shy around people of higher authority or importance but very open around people I care about or feel close to. Also very affection starved, daily hugs are a must. Cuddles are a dream. I don't care about appearances at all, and care about being healthy and for everyone to be in their best state. (Sorta struggle to do it for myself though, neglecting whatever health Issues I might have) Also rather minimalistic, not the biggest wardrobe. I have glasses and I myself am a bit of a short chub with a boy haircut. My way of exercising is longs walks, I listen to music alot which I end up daydreaming about. My mind is constantly thinking about a thousand things at once and I struggle to focus at times. Also a bit of a workaholic who can't really relax. I hold a strong love for animals, especially cats and reptiles (own a cat and a leopard gecko). I hold a massive sense of love any type of fiction/creative media. Movies, theatre, books, anime, video games, you name it! Though I do also love myself am occasional documentary about history or something. I hold a love for food, I love cooking but for the life of me can't bake, I do tend to be a bit picky at times and have a fuzzy appetite which can be problematic, add it with my workaholic tendencies and I tend to forget to eat or sleep - memory can also often be a bit iffy at times.

What I really want to do is become a writer, writer/creator for books, movies, tv shows, maybe even video games! I struggle with escapism sometimes and because of that I hold a massive fantasy world in my head, and it's constantly expanding nonstop.

Art is a small hobby on the side, as just another way of expressing the things I'd want to write about.

I struggle with fidgeting and little stims of mine. I'd say I'm a very understanding and open-minded person, always trying to see both sides of a conflict and trying to solve things through communication. I also hold a strong sense of patience but can have an occasional temper if you really do go that low - I also can be rather curious, another one of my dreams is to travel the world, to see new places, meet new people and be introduced to all types of culture (One of the places I'm most interested in is Japan, England is also a place I really wanna visit one day). I'm always thrilled to meet someone from a different backround and to listen to what they have to say.

Also I come from Estonia, English ain't my first language either, and I'm constantly aiming for learning more languages - I do often struggle with my identity aswell.

Also struggle with family issues, not gonna go into that, but just gonna say I've lacked a connected and loving family for a majority of my life, which just makes me more likely to get attached to someone. Can be very emotional and talkative at times (I'm the type who quickly cries during movies hahah)

Ps. I love the work you do, and I hope you the best! ✨

You sure can, sweety! You say you struggle with writing positive things about yourself, but honestly there's nothing not to love! Sweety, you're so cool and creative it's insane. Also, thanks for the love!

- Mod Satan

tw: none.

Requests are currently OPEN. Remember to always read the rules before sending in an ask.

Your romantic match is: Satan

Oh boy I have a lot to say about this one.

Well, what can I say? He literally loves how much of a creative person you are. He's silently impressed by your skills.

He will absolutely encourage you to follow your dream and become a writer – we know he is a massive bookworm and, well, his loved one writing? Magnificent. Stunning.

He can and he will read everything you write. Books? Scripts? Songs? You name it.

Also, a lot of your hobbies are the same as his – you bet he will lend you his favourite books and occasionally read for you before going to sleep. He would love to accompany you to theatre and watch movies with you (he's there to wipe your tears).

You want to visit England? Leave it to him.

He needs your patience – as the Avatar of Wrath, he loses his temper pretty quickly. But if you're by his side, maybe he won't be that destructive. Teach him how to communicate and convey his emotions in a non-violent way.

You're his voice of reason.

He's not that good with affection at the beginning – he doesn't dislike it, but he's a bit awkward (he just doesn't know how to react). Give him time, though, and he will eventually become more affectionate. Not fond of PDA though, so everything will be done in private.

He will constantly check on you. Did you have lunch? Did you sleep enough?

He will tease the hell out of you in your shy moments.

You said you have a cat? Now your cat is his cat too.

Your platonic match is: Leviathan

I think you and Levi are really kindred spirits – just like you, he has his very own fantasy world in his mind and he likes to live in it. He would love to share his ideas with you and, of course, he would listen to you, too!

Definetly the friend you can binge-watch anime and play videogames with. Satan doesn't like that because he keeps you awake at night and you need to sleep.

He calls you a normie when he notices you're crying for a sad anime scene. He's crying too.

Honestly, the boy is just so happy he found someone he can talk to about his interests – his brothers never take him seriously and he doesn't really have a lot irl friends. It's refreshing for him.

Please go visit Japan with him. Please.

He buys you figures of your favourite anime characters for your birthday.

I think he's a very good listener, actually – when you struggle with your family or anything else really, just text him and he'll be on his way in mere seconds.

He created a playlist to cheer you up (most of the songs are his favourite openings and endings from animes he loves).

He will definetly ask you to cosplay with him the characters of an anime you watched together.

He fell in love with your gecko. He's almost as cute as Henry.

Let's start with some rules!

This post basically summarizes all the things you need to know before sending in an ask. If you have any questions, please let me know! I will be more than glad to answer as soon as possible.

- Mod Satan

What I will write:

Headcanons and match-ups for the seven Obey Me! brothers.

SFW and NSFW – anything is fine, really, just don't go too wild on the NSFW.

Fluff and angst are very welcomed in this house.

What I won't write:

Anything I'm not comfortable with – keep in mind that I'm not forced to respond to your asks and that I will always be free to not accept some of them if I'm not comfortable with the topics. I write for you, of course, but the reason why I started this blog is because I like writing and , obviously, I love the Obey Me! characters. I don't want this to become an obligation.

Headcanons and match-ups for the undateables – I think I could add them at some point, but at the moment I don't really feel like I can portray them well enough, sorry guys.

Excessive gore and/or NSFW.

What you need to know about me:

Keep in mind that english is not my first language – I'm sure I'll make a lot of mistakes. Please feel free to kindly point them out if you notice them, that would be really appreciated.

Everything I write on this blog, is written on my phone – which means typos. A LOT of typos. Please forgive me. I will do my best to spot them, but sometimes I don't even notice them.

I am a college student – this means I won't always have time to write and be present, but I will try my very best to not let the you down.

My inspiration will have ups and downs – I won't lie to you. I know myself well enough and I know for sure there will be (tough) times when I won't be inspired to write anything at all.

Just to point that out, I won't tolerate any form of hate. Not on my watch. If I spot someone being rude on my blog, I will personally kick them out of existence. So, homophobes, TERFs, racists, just do yourselves a favour and stay away from my blog.

About the match-ups:

When you send in an ask for a match-up, try to be as specific as possible – give me as much information as you can about yourself (or your OC): your name, your age, your sexual orientation and your gender (if you're comfortable with it of course), but most importantly your hobbies and your personality. Anything that comes to mind is oki doki, really.

The match-ups will always be divided in two sections – the first one will be your romantic match, the second one will be your platonic match.

Requests for match-ups are currently CLOSED.

About the headcanons:

Reader will always be gender neutral unless otherwise stated in the ask – yes, that means you can ask for female or male reader.

Even in this case, try to be as clear as possible with your request. I can't write something I don't understand.

Requests for headcanons are currently CLOSED.

Hi and welcome to my blog!

Mod Satan here. This is my very first writing blog and, honestly, I'm very excited. I hope I'll be able to write a lot for you guys and bring at least some dumbassery happiness to all of you!

Please remember to always read the rules before you send in an ask.

That being said, have a nice stay in my little, personal living Hell!

Pending requests: 9

Currently writing: adventures-in-a-heartbeat's match-up.

- Mod Satan

Hi!! Is it okay if I requested levithan ( obey me ) with a Trans masc reader who dresses in all types of ways? Doesn't matter to him if it's feminine or masculine or gender neutral. If he likes it, he'll dress like it

I love this ask 🗣‼️

I don't know if anon wanted nsfw or sfw but either way I'll do it.

Sfw, levi being himself,fluff.

-Leviathan loves that his partner dresses in whatever feels comfortable.

-he definitely is afraid to ask but wants reader to cosplay with him

-he is one of those people who love hugging but is touch starved

-then when the first cuddle levi refused to let go lucifer had to pull him off for classes.

-levi stole mammons Goldie and went shopping for clothes you saved to your phone and didn't have the money to buy

-he's quite the shy man but he loves his boyfriend

-you two binge his favorite animes.

-his names for you are: normie,baby boy (only over text), sweetheart, dummy,

-your names for him are: my boy, need, dumbass, cutie patootie, pookie,

-he had zero clue what pookie meant so his reaction was: "e-...? Excuse me?"

-it took him several hours to understand his humans slang.

-mammon is such a hater sometimes. He's greedy he was your first. With his jerk of a baby brother?

-but levi bickers with him daily you love this nerdy boy anyways.