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In the gif you can see him go from his usual half lidded to his eyes being wide open

He's literally an owl

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I love the image this brings😭💞

His crops are watered, his dad is alive, he's on good terms with his brother, the Anemo archon favors him, what more could he want😔💞

If The Powerpuff Girls wasn’t for kids!

Solomon: I know, I know. It's bad for the environment.

Evening was drawing in at the Devildom as MC found herself inside the palace walls with the brothers. The usual conversations were ago between the various demons; Lucifer, Barbatos and Diavolo having their mature discussions; Mammon and Levi bickering over something irrelevant; Beel and Belphie enjoying each other’s company and Satan attempting to have an intellectual conversation with Asmo.

MC was sat between them all, her mind wandering off as the many voices surrounded her. Her eyes fell on the plate of food in front of her; examining the curious culinary that was served to them.

As her face grimaced, she was quickly distracted from her daydream when Lucifer called her name.

“MC?” He repeated in a stern voice, having startled the human.

“Sorry?” She quickly answered, turning her head.

Lucifer cleared his throat, trying his best not to show any agitation at MC’s lack of focus. He didn’t want to be embarrassed - he could feel Diavolo’s amber gaze close by as he listened in.

“Lord Diavolo was just telling me of his plans to celebrate his reign - he’s interested in having some musicians perform on the night and I mentioned that you know how to to play the piano.” He informed her.

In all truth, as soon as Diavolo mentioned the idea of having performers, Lucifer immediately thought of MC.

He’d only ever heard her play a few times; the reason being that there are only two pianos in all of Devildom; one at RAD and the other in the palace. String instruments are far more desired by demons.

However, despite Lucifer only ever hearing MC play a handful of times, every time he did hear her play he found himself getting lost. In fact, discovering her love for music altered his opinion on the human. He’d never seen her with so much passion in all of her time in Devildom.

Rather than seeing MC as that human who gets in the way and humours his brothers, Lucifer saw her as his regal, mesmerising creature.

And so, when the topic was brought up that night in the palace, Lucifer didn’t hesitate to blurt MC’s name out. He did question whether he wanted to exploit MC’s talent because in doing so he’d lose that one thing only he had discovered about her.

But then just the thought of the beautiful music that she can create made Lucifer’s heart burst with pride. Why wouldn’t he want everyone to see how talented she is?

Collecting his thoughts, Lucifer continued. “He’s rather impressed by the discovery.”

MC furrowed her eyebrows, surprised by Diavolo’s interest.

“Yes.” The Prince spoke up before Lucifer could say another word, “in fact I am rather upset you never shared this information with me previously.”

Now MC was really stumped on what to say. One moment she was staring at her dinner and the next she was put on the spot in front of Lord Diavolo.

Meeting his eyes, MC found herself feeling unusually nervous. It wasn’t often that Diavolo’s conversations were directed only at her. Most of the time when they were all gathered with the Prince it was because he was requesting something from them all. But no, he was only interested in MC tonight.

“I apologise, my Lord.” She spoke up in a soft voice, “but I’ve never had the opportunity where I’d tell you.”

Diavolo found amusement in her words. A small smile found its way onto his lips as Lucifer sat in an ominous silence close by.

“Well here’s your opportunity, my dear.” He stated with a nod before standing from his seat. “Barbatos, entertain our guests will you while I escort MC to the piano.”

“Of course, my Lord.” His servant nodded.

Sheepish, MC remained in her seat as she could feel her cheeks growing hot. Was he expecting her to follow him?

Diavolo soon noticed the rosiness of MC’s skin and chuckled at her expression. “Come, MC. I must hear you play!”

The King was cheery as he grew more and more excited.

MC could feel her heart flutter with nerves. Lord Diavolo wants her to play for him?

As she managed to collect her thoughts, she removed the napkin from her lap and pushed out her chair from underneath the table. “Yes, my Lord.”

Copying her actions, Lucifer went to remove his napkin before he was stopped.

“At ease, Lucifer.” Diavolo spoke boldly with amusement in his tone, “I am sure MC will get into no trouble if she’s out of your protection for ten minutes.”

Lucifer’s eyes widened and he was almost offended that he was told to stay behind. The thought of Diavolo taking MC away didn’t quite sit right with him. But nevertheless, Lucifer couldn’t question his word.

“Yes, my Lord.” He spoke hesitantly, resuming his position at the table.

Satisfied with Lucifer’s response, Diavolo turned his attention back to MC who slowly made her way toward him.

“This way - I’ll show you.” He smiled.

MC quickly glanced at Lucifer as she walked past. Her lips parted as she noticed the stiffness in his expression. However, she didn’t turn back as her and the Prince left the room.

As they exited, Diavolo made sure to close the door behind them. Being away from company, he was able to relax.

Turning away from the door, he met eyes with MC who still looked uncertain. “Relax, MC.” He chuckled, “You don’t need to look so afraid.”

“I apologise, my Lord, but it’s not every day that the Prince of Devildom asks you to play something for him.” She spoke quietly as they began to pace down the red carpeted hallways.

“There’s nothing wrong with that I hope?” He questioned, “I apologise for putting you on the spot but with the way Lucifer was talking about your talents, I just had to see them for myself. He seemed very fond of you.”

MC’s eyebrow arched ever so slightly at the mention of Lucifer’s name. “He did?” She asked.

“Absolutely.” Diavolo smirked to himself, knowing of the way Lucifer’s heart turned soft when it came to the human.

Guiding MC through the palace, Diavolo eventually led her to a room she’d never seen before. Colossal windows covered one wall while various dusty paintings were scattered across the others. The room was lit merely by the glow of the moon until Diavolo flicked a switch.

“A little dusty I’m afraid.” He spoke, observing the various cobwebs that covered the furniture.

As the chandelier illuminated, MC eyes fell on the object that sat in the very centre of the room; a grand piano. She had a shocked expression as she gazed at the instrument; her feet unconsciously bringing her closer to it while Diavolo studied her curiously.

“My Lord.” She whispered, admiring all of the intricate details on it.

This piano was like none she’d ever seen.

“It’s beautiful.” She complimented, turning her head to glance at him.

“It was my Mother’s.” He informed her, joining MC’s side, “Although nobody has ever played it since she died, I still have it tuned regularly. Of course I wouldn’t be able to tell the difference if it hadn’t been but perhaps you will.”

MC bit her lip, still marvelling at the gold embellishments that decorated the otherwise black casing.

“I couldn’t possibly, my Lord.” She breathed.

“Please, I insist.” He nodded, “It’d be cruel for only Lucifer to know of your talents.”

His warm smile gave MC the smallest thread of confidence. It was one thing to play for Lucifer but to play for Diavolo? That’s a lot of pressure.

“Okay, my Lord. Sorry.” She apologised before slowly taking a seat on the stool that sat in front of the piano.

Diavolo could feel his cheeks grow warm as he anticipated what his exchange student was about to show him.

But then, as MC took a deep breath and positioned her fingers on the keys, Diavolo’s smile faded.

The human seemed to drift off as her hands went back and forth. The silence within the room was replaced with a tranquil sound; the elegant tune filling Diavolo’s ears.

Despite Lucifer’s praises of MC’s ability, Diavolo was still astonished by what he was hearing. How could it be that the student he’d known for so many months kept such a beautiful thing hidden from everyone?

He began to find himself musing over MC; his head tilting as he watched her fingers tinker across the keys like they were made to do so.

Leaning against the piano, Diavolo continued to study the human that sat in front of him. His lips were parted as he felt the vibrations of the strings within the instrument. He hadn’t experienced the feeling since he was a young boy watching his mother play.

Much to Diavolo’s pity, the composition that MC was playing drew to an end. Her hands hovered over the keys as the last note hummed across the room before she finally released the pedal.

As the room grew silent, all nerves that had vanished from MC’s body quickly came back. Turning her head, her eyes flickered up to Diavolo’s; watching him expectantly.

“Simply incredible.” He breathed.

MC was startled by his expression. He’d lost that usual cheery grin of his and was unusually serious.

“Thank you, my Lord.” She nodded before slipping her legs out from under the piano to stand up.

“Not that I ever doubted Lucifer’s word about you, MC, but you have truly left me marvelled.” Diavolo admitted, “I only wish I could hear more but I expect Lucifer will be wondering where you are.”

MC chuckled at his comment, causing a small smile to appear on Diavolo’s face.

“Come. I must thank him for informing me of your talent.” He stated, walking toward the door.

Following him, MC tried to ignore the small blush that appeared on her cheeks as Diavolo smothered her with compliments.

—

As the pair returned to where the brothers were gathered, Diavolo immediately grinned at the eldest brother.

“Lucifer.” He greeted, returning to his seat. “Despite your kind words, they still didn’t prepare me for what I just witnessed. MC here is wasted in the House of Lamentation.”

MC smiled at the Prince’s words while Lucifer seemed to grow tense at the comment.

“You must perform for me, MC.” Diavolo insisted, turning his attention to the human, “What better way to celebrate my reign than having one of Devildom’s exchange students play for everybody?”

Although the request absolutely terrified MC, she didn’t want to disappoint either Diavolo or Lucifer.

“Of course, my Lord.” She smiled, “I’d be honoured.”

“Excellent. In that case then I’d like to invite you back tomorrow so I can hear more.” Diavolo stated.

“Perhaps it’d be best to practice at RAD - that way there’s no need to worry about getting to you after lectures, my Lord.” Lucifer spoke up.

“Nonsense.” Diavolo shook his head, meeting eyes with MC. “I’d like to have you here - the palace piano is far superior than the one at RAD.”

The human turned away, unable to return the Prince’s gaze. She’d received more attention from him in that one evening than she had in all of her time in Devildom. MC didn’t know how to react to it all; in fact she found it all overwhelming.

Diavolo on the other hand was intrigued by the curiosity that crossed his mind over the human. He didn’t actually have a clue about the two pianos.

In fact, he didn’t know if the one in the palace was more superior at all.

—

He holds me in his arms. Under the tree in the front lawn watching the clouds in the sky.

"'The human world is so bright' is what I thought after staying in Devildom for a long period of time" I smiled and snuggled closer to his chest, looking up at his face.

"Your home is so small, no wonder why you get lost easily in the House of Lamination" he chuckles. His hand rested on my stomach "Shall we call this our home when the little one comes?" He buries his face in the crook of my neck.

"Eh? Here? Why?"

"My idiot brother's will be a dad influence on them and it's much safer here then in Devildom"

"You'll make time to stay here right?" I look down at our intertwined hands. "You'll take breaks to stay here right?" I feel tears the tears welling up.

He cups my face and connects our foreheads "of course. There's no need for tears my dear, I'll be here if you need me. Where ever you are, I will follow and I will always be at home with you"

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Lucifer

Theatre dates! If he can get away from his brothers, Lucifer doesn’t mind a night of Phantom of the Opera, and if you ask, he’ll even settle for something sillier like Cats or Hairspray.

Wanting for nothing. Even if you’re a bit embarrassed to be constantly spoiled, he’ll still do it. Even more, maybe, if you resist.

Museums. He would find the most expensive museum, with the rarest and most highly acclaimed pieces of artwork. He does this only to compare you to the masterpieces, and say the paintings can’t hold a flame to you.

“MC, my angel,” he purrs. “You are the dearest being in creation to me and I love you, but you are taking up the entire bed, I know you are not asleep, and if you do not move in promptly three heartbeats, you’ll have more than stealing the blankets to worry about.”

Being embraced by him in his demon form is heavenly, which perhaps is ironic. There is nothing that can compare to the velvety caress of his wings and the sharp, powerful press of his body against yours.

Mammon

Shopping dates. The pair of you will find some rundown, crappy little retail place and pick out hideous outfits for each other to try on.

Karaoke. Especially if Mammon had been feeling down. There’s nothing that helps cheer him up as much as seeing you belting out the lyrics to some dumb song, waving to invite him to join you.

You’re both awful in the kitchen, so sometimes you decide to bake a cake together. It ends. Not. Well.

Leaning in to kiss him, but both of you dissolve into fits of giggles and nose-bumping and teeth-clacking.

He leaves his clothes around your room and sometimes steals articles of clothing from you. If you wear his shirts or jackets, he will melt.

Leviathan

Slumber parties without the sleeping. Terraria? Red Dead? Alien? Yes, all of the above. Buckle up, you’re playing games all night. (And all day.)

Complimenting you in Tolkien Elvish and/or Klingon.

He loves the ocean so much, so you’ll inevitably end up on a beach date somewhere (probably a private beach, though). He’ll push you in the water.

You are sleeping on an air mattress. When he finally disconnects from his Discord call, he flops down and the displaced air launches you into the air. This happens. Every. Night.

Couples cosplay and attending comic-cons together.

When he has breakdowns, he comes to you because he trusts you. You will always listen and offer advice or help if that’s what he needs.

Satan

Book store dates. Spending hours walking quiet corridors with walls of shelves. Probably make out somewhere in the classics section. Read to each other late into the night.

He’ll buy you flowers. He won’t bring it up, but if you do, he’ll just smile and nod and admit it.

Long, intellectual conversations. Maybe you won’t always be able to keep up with things about magic or Celestial history, but he appreciates you trying.

“I’m going to pretend to be smart to try and impress you, Satan.”

Listening to him rant about Shakespeare.

He teaches you everything you ask about and more - magic, history, language. He’s your own perfect tutor.

Asmodeus

Shopping dates. Opposite of Mammon, you’re going to be the stars on the street tonight. There will be no expense spared. Nothing but the best for you, love.

You’ll find post-it notes on every mirror and door that is yours, reminding you how beautiful you are and how much he loves you.

Going ice skating. He is incredible at it.

Adding on to the above point, “OH GOD ASMO OH FUCK stop please come back DONT YOU DARE SPIN ME “

Takes you to museums and talks about how some of the renaissance artists were excellent in bed.

Beelzebub

Of course you’ll bake together! Beel loves you and he loves food, so what’s wrong with this? Make sure to quadruple the recipe, though…

Tasting every cheap sample provided in the market.

Dressing up as a baker and a loaf of bread for halloween

“Beeeeeel, why are you so tall? Stop it!”

He sometimes randomly brings puppies home? He likes to see you smile, and he’s caught on that you like cute things…

Belphegor

Stargazing. Belphie will let you use him as a pillow, and tell you the stories of the constellations. He talks as though those legends are people he has met.

Belphegor is an artist when he has the energy. For now, he settles for finger painting. If you’ll let him, he’ll paint sunsets and skies and oceans and stars all over your arms.

“If you die, MC, I’ll kill you…”

He just left him on read 😭