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The Greatest Curse
Master post, for links and chapter summaries.
Mahito x GN!Afab!Reader
Reader is visiting Japan from overseas and learns a lot! Meets new people! They have the adventure of a lifetime too!
Cw/Tw - Mahito, Stalking, peeping, murder, moderate gore, attempted SA, cannibalism, unprotected p in v, weird d + cum, choking, spit, breeding knk, public, marking, minor dehumanization, Shibuya incident, angst, fluff, smut
i meant to do more of these but i lost motivation faster than i thought i would :/ whoops lol maybe next year
Make barbatos fanfics pls
The memory of your recent mishap kept playing in your mind. It was a complete mistake - you hadn't intended to drench Barbatos in tea. Despite him being more than capable of protecting himself, you foolishly attempted to shield him from whatever toxic concoction Solomon was cooking up. One thing led to another, a massive pot fell over, there was an ear-deafening clang, and Barbatos was on the ground. Sopping wet.
He wasted no time in excusing himself to clean off, leaving you to bear the weight of your sins. Anyone could have easily cleaned the mess with magic, but Barbatos instead opted for a shower for some peace and quiet to calm down. Solomon was left to scrub the floor by hand since he started this issue in the first place.
As all of the castle's linens had been conveniently gathered in the laundry room to be inventoried, you took it upon yourself to grab a clean towel and deliver it to Barbatos.
You could hear the water running from down the hall. It was so loud, you weren't sure Barbatos could hear you. Wisps of steam escaped from the cracks around the bathroom door. You knocked. There was no answer.
"Barbatos?" you called, knocking again. There was no answer. Only the running of water. He was probably already in the shower. You could take this opportunity to grab his soiled uniform and clean it before the stains permanently set in.
With that plan of action, you opened the door. Barbatos was not in the shower, despite the running faucet. In fact, Barbatos was stark naked in the middle of the room. A washcloth in his hand indicated he had already obtained his own towels. He had his back to the door, as if he was just about to enter the tub. He made eye contact with you over his shoulder, eyes wide.
That one second felt like an hour.
His posture was superb. A mix of tea and condensation from the muggy bathroom air trailed down the curve of his spine, fine enough to be in a medical textbook. Your eyes followed, down to the base of his tail and the derriere behind it. Two fabulous, firm full moons. A sight rarer than anything else in all the three realms.
"Did you need something?"
Barbatos' usual polite tone was punctuated with umbrage. He placed a hand on his chest, as though shielding his visage.
"I'm sorry!" were the first words you spat out, on reflex. Coherent thinking failed you in the face of such art. Sentences started falling out of your mouth and you hoped they made sense. "I thought you might need a towel, so I got one from the laundry and came to give it to you. I knocked! I did, I knocked, but you didn't answer so I came in to leave this."
You held the towel forward with both hands as an offering. "And I was gonna collect your clothes so I could wash them. As an apology for, ah, that other thing I did. Sorry."
You stared at the ground. Even Barbatos' ankles were pristine. A little bony, tapering down at the sides that led to his slender feet. You watched his weight shift as his tail curled closer to his body.
"How thoughtful. I'd appreciate if you could hang it on the towel bar. I will handle my clothes myself, later."
"Right, of course." You swiveled and diligently hung the towel up. The dirty clothes in question were on the ground, still soaking wet, neatly folded in a square. You looked from them back to Barbatos. He was rooted in place, not budging in the slightest. One wrong move, and who knew how much you'd see?
More than the current eyeful, that's for sure. More than the slope of his shoulders. More than the rise and fall of his upper body with each fresh breath. More than the sight of his wet hair clinging to the curve of his jawbone and the tenseness in his arm when his painted fingernails wrapped around the tiny washcloth.
"Do you need anything else?" he asked. An obvious cue for you to leave.
"I'm good," you said. It was hard not to ogle at the size of his waist fully unobscured by clothing, and its ratio to his hips. "Do you... need any help?"
"I am fine. I will be taking my shower now." His voice echoed around the bathroom as you finally left. It echoed around your head, too, when he said, "be good and wait for me."
"I wish to please you always"
-Barbatos from Obey Me! Shall We Date?
I barely touch this app and post my artworks here. I've been recently missing obey me as well :(
Welle well wlerlll omg bsrb mmm

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What if Diavolo made Barbatos speak in Gen Alpha terms one day.
âSkibidi day to you, MC.â
âThe brothers are your fine shyts or.. huzz, correct?â
âIt would be unprofessional of me to Hawk Tuah spit-on-that-thang in Lucifers food, Iâm afraid I cannot do anything of the sort.â
HELLO???? LMFAO
Thirteen and Mammon you two will always be famous to me
I would never be scared of you barb
Save a horse ride a cowboy
Could I trouble you with a Barbatos request? Something with him being "totally lowkey" attention seeking with his booty (+ Demon form and elevated tail optional) and/or Diavolo or Sheep!MC touching the booty? SFW preferable, however I would certainly not be opposed to a rather cheeky non-SFW if you were inspired to lewd the Buttler đđ
well well well good googly moogly i need him up MY butt now
Barbatos x Reader Drabble/Ficlet: A Butlerâs Excuses
In which Barbatos finds reasons to spend time with you.
Word Count: 1111
Warnings: N/A
AN: I really should get back into tap dancing, it's been too long.
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You didnât even need to look at your phone to know what that sound was, Lucifer reminding you dinner would be ready soon and that you needed to get back. Diavolo and Barbatos too knew that sound all too well, the merry making and chatter from before instantly silenced.
âPerhaps you could stay for dinner? Or the night! We have yet to discuss your report on the current exchange program.â The young princeâs smile was already beaming at his own suggestion, his butler nodding in silent approval.
You thought for a moment, ultimately sighing. âWe already used that excuse last time, if we keep pushing this heâll start coming over to pick me up himself or sit in on these things to make sure we ACTUALLY talk about that.â
These visits to the palace had become one of your favorite things upon your return to the Devildom. With how the exchange program was handled the first time you honestly didnât think Diavolo took it at all seriously but it seemed since then the prince had decided to switch up his strategy, now having you drop by regularly to discuss you. How your time here has been, if there was anything to be improved on, anything demons donât know about humans that they might need to, like how humans get depressed without sunlight and need special lamps so the eternal night of the Devildom wouldnât make them miserable. However usually they end up being about âyouâ as an individual and not âyouâ humans.
To Diavoloâs disappointment Barbatos already began cleaning away the tea set and tiered biscuit tray.
After thanking them for tea and treats you quickly took your leave, little D no. two by your side to escort you out.
Even putting aside the lovely company these visits were worth it just for the walk. Upon getting through the front gates you rarely ever went through the palace itself, instead the gardens to get to your meeting place that gazebo beside the shimmering lake.
One could so easily get lost in the gardens at times the place more like a forest, or sprawling botanical garden. Dirt and cobblestone paths marked the way, a guide by your side just in case though you had long memorized it by now.
On occasion there was a surprise, like Barbatos off in the distance by the gates, an umbrella hanging off his arm.
âI shall escort you the rest of the way.â
âOh, okay, thank you?â
The Devildom and the Human world may have many differences but at least one similarity they had was the weather and from what you could tell, it was rather clear out, a little windy but even if it did rain you should have had enough time to reach the House of Lamentation. Little D no. two too seemed confused but quickly scurried away upon understanding their duty was done.
And with that the pair of you left.
It was rather quiet for a Devildom⌠evening? Despite your time there your mind always wanted to think ânightâ when referring to any time of âdayâ in the place.
The distant buzz of city life could be heard but the sound you were focusing on was the tap, tap, tapping of Barbatosâ footfalls against the cobblestone road. Rhythmic and light, simple yet lovely.
They suddenly came to a stop, halting you in your tracks. With a pop the umbrella was opened and held above.
.
.
.
It was sprinkling.
âYou didnât have to get an umbrella for me just for this.â
âNo, I did. It wouldnât do for you to come down with a cold from your visit, the young lord would be so saddened by the thought.â
⌠What was that in his voice; the slight lit, the hint of playfulness on the tip of his tongue.
âThen I must inform him humans arenât that fragile⌠in that respect at least.â
âTruly? Even so, it also wouldnât do for you to return and be wet, thatâd be a failing on my part.â
It was tough to gain a more animated expression from the man beside you, but you could easily see how he studied you, your quirked up brow and the giddy, mischievous smile pulling on your lips.
You took a step back out of the umbrellaâs protection.
He took a step forward, a new smile on his face. The butler had many smiles, a neutral one, a polite one, a furious one, and now this new one you couldnât recall seeing before.
You hopped back.
He hopped forward.
You slid to the side.
He slid to the side.
âMcâ
You could not tell the tone, if he was simply saying your name or questioning your actions.
You shuffled back, on the last step hitting your heel to the ground before kicking your foot up a little.
His foot slid forward before he hopped, landing on the toe of the other. He stood so close, just a hairâs width apart.
Sliding to the side he spun on toe before sliding his other foot out getting in front of you!
A small step, a strike of the toe to the ground before a strike with the heel, then a little hop, your back foot landing on the toe. Your partner did a larger leap, one foot sliding further back, maintaining that little distance.
Perhaps it was simply a reflection of the townâs lights on the shimmering stone but you could swear your partnerâs eyes began to sparkle. You couldnât repress giddy laughter as the pair of you continued to dance along, one always chasing after the other, never too far. The clacking of sole on wet stone, the light tinkle of water against the umbrella, and his quiet chuckle your music.
It was intriguing how his movements so differed from yours, something elegant, purposeful and natural in each of his movements, long strides, yours fast, short, bursts of step meant to tap along.
It was beautiful in his demon form, his tail trailing behind his steps almost like a ribbon. It too danced on occasion, lightly curling around you, making sure your differing styles didnât accidentally take you too far apart.
Taking your hand you were spun around and taking his he was dragged into hops and heel brushes.
âAHEM!â
Lucifer stood there, arms crossed. âYouâre late.â
When had you arrive at Lamentationâs front gate!?
Barbatos placed a hand on his chest, taking a little bow. âMc thought to teach me a few human dance steps on the way here, it seems I got so absorbed in your lessons. I hope we may continue this soon.â
âO-of course! Iâd love to!â

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Presents for Wrapping | Diavolo & Barbatos x Reader
1K+ Word Count | GN! Reader | CW: Polygamy
You enjoyed the sound of tearing paper as you munched on sugar cookies, courtesy of Barbatos.
Diavolo clumsily tried to glide his scissors through the wrapping paper as he sat puzzled on the floor watching his butler pull it off perfectly.
Diavolo frowned but he was nothing if not persistent and kept trying. The edges of the paper were choppy at best but it wouldnât matter if he wrapped it properly.
âYou fold it like this Young Master,â Barbatos instructed and Diavolo nodded eagerly and folded his paper over the gift in the same manner.
âNow make these parts into triangles.â
Freeze This Moment Right Here | Barbatos x Reader
.6K word count | GN! Reader | CW: none
You listened to the Christmas music playing over the speakers as you sat on a bench, waiting for Barbatos.
The holiday music was nearly drowned out by the sound of cheer from people making their way around the ice rink, some falling and others doing their best to impress.
You sat there sipping your hot cocoa when you felt Barbatos approach you and turned around to smile at him.
âYouâre getting sharp, ___,â he applauded. âI thought I was going to surprise you just now.â
BARBATOSSSSS
I finished this short animation before that final day comes soon. I'm still sad but I have to accept it with good vibes đ
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Merry Christmas TWO You | Barbatos & Diavolo x Reader
.7k Words | GN! Poly! Reader | CW: polyamory, fluff
You smiled at the decorations lining the castle walls. Barbatos had done an excellent job as always. Just what youâd come to expect of your incredible boyfriend.
You looked around the halls hoping to find either of your partners. You knew Diavolo was swamped with Christmas-related tasks heâd brought upon himself with festivals, parades, contests, and the like but you thought heâd remember you were coming to visit.
Not even Barbatos had let you in, Little D. No. 5 had done so instead and so youâd had to listen to him talk to himself for a good ten minutes before you realized no one else was coming.
You took out your D.D.D. and gave Diavolo a call but it went straight to voice mail. You sighed as you listened to the prerecorded message and quickly switched to calling for Barbatos.
You heard a ring from around the corner and a silent, âOh dear.â
8 is for 8ARBATOS
man he was so real for thatâŚ,
day ??? for @om-adventcalendar
honestly what am i doing lol iâm ignoring the real prompts for the day and just doodling wtvđ

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In Your Arms This Christmas | Diavolo & Lucifer x Reader
3.9K words | GN! Reader | CW: nudity, non-specific parts for GN! reader, cumming, raw-back, shower-sex, jealous fucking, blowjobs, threesome, Diavolo has a voice kink, they enjoy ordering you around during sex, double penetration
You relaxed into the neatly placed pillows on the sofa as you listened to the crackling fire.
The scent of roasted turkey and chestnuts wafted through the air and the sound of classical Christmas music playing over vinyl bounced off the walls.
You sat alone with your thoughts but you wouldnât be alone for long. Elsewhere in the cozy cabin, Lucifer was busy cooking you dinner as he listened to music and Diavolo was pouring fresh drinks in his robe after getting out of the shower.
I don't usually reblog ff of other characters but I love this too much not to reblog
There Is Just One Thing I Need | Barbatos x Reader
1K+ Words | GN! Reader | CW: Suggestive
Barbatosâs two-pronged tail moved side to side as he hurriedly ran about the kitchen. His demon form was out and ready as he prepared for the Christmas formal Diavolo decided to host.
He had expectedâas any good butler wouldâthat Diavolo would end up spontaneously throwing a party or ball so heâd prereadied many of the foods in the freezer but this wasnât enough to prevent a big rush. Even with all the assistants in the kitchen and the Little Ds running about handing him his prep tools, his stress still grew.