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We need more Simeon fics!!! So I'm doing my part in requesting something where Simeon finds out his s/o writes smut fanfiction of tsl, please!!!
Sorry it took so long love, but yes you're right, we need more Simeon fics!
TWs: mentions of nsfw, mentions of several kinks, mentions of several non-human beings
Fanfiction (SIMEONXGN!Reader)
āHis eyes are completely black with lust as he stares at you intensely. He leans in close, his nose brushing against your neck as he inhales deeply, taking in your scent. āyour essenceā¦ā he rasps out, āthe way it changes when youāre arousedā¦ when I touch youā. His tongue flicks out, tasting the saltiness of your skin. āWhen you tremble with needā¦ā His hand on your hip slides down to cup your ass possessively. āThe taste of my venom on your lipsā ā¦ā
Your fingers flew over the keyboard as you lost yourself in your story. One of your classes got cancelled and you decided to sit out in the courtyard at RAD instead of going back to the House of Lamentation. The brothers would keep bothering you if you were at home and then youād never finish this fanfic you have been working on. Itās getting to the good part, your favorite part: smut. Itās difficult to write, but you just let the ideas flow out, correcting and adjusting them later; you always do. Part of what you write is what you imagine yourself to experience some day; the other part are ideas you picked up from other fanfictions and books. You found out early that you can write some pretty good steam and seeing as youāre involved in several fandoms and the existing fanfictions couldnāt quite give you what you wanted, you took matters into your own hands.
No one knows that you write. The idea of one of the brothers finding out and teasing you endlessly absolutely terrifies you and if Lord Diavolo found out that you write things this sinful and post them onlineā¦ you donāt even want to imagine the embarrassment youāll feel when golden eyes look at you with both disgust and curiosity. No one knew and it was good like that, perfect even.
Except that your boyfriend, Simeon, wouldnāt leave you alone about the little secret on your laptop. Truthfully, the two of you told each other everything, there simply were no secrets. Well, except for this one. Youāre scared of what the angel might say or think when he finds out what kind of filth you write and it honestly is mostly filth. Kinks that are close to impossible to live out, fetishes that are out of this world and beings that donāt exist, but God does it feel good. Seeing as Simeon is an angel, youāre not sure his pure heart can take it and youāre also scared of what he might say if he actually read one of your fanfics.
āWhat are you doing, love?ā His sweet voice pulled you out of your writing and you quickly closed your laptop, wide eyes staring up at Simeon, who is currently leaning over your shoulder from where you are sitting.
āNothing!ā You exclaim a little too quickly. Simeon laughs softly, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he leans back and straightens up again. He wants to respect your privacy so badly, but he canāt help and be curious about whatever is hidden on that laptop of yours. āWriting again?ā He has figured out that much at least, having seen a blank google doc before that got rapidly filled up. His little angel is talented if they write full pages this quicklyā¦ He would never admit it to you, but the fact that you think he cannot be trusted with this little hobby of yours makes his heart ache, but he practices patience just as he was raised to do.
āY-yeah, just something for one of my classes.ā You lie, immediately seeing the frown forming on Simeonās face. The angel can live with you having some secrets, for now, but he cannot deal with you lying to him. It goes against everything he stands for. Guilt courses through your body at the sight of his displeasure above you and for a moment, you want to scream in his face that youāre writing smut fanfictions and that none of the men you write about are that: normal men, but you refrain.
āI respect your wish for privacy concerning this matter, (Y/N), but please donāt lie to me,ā Simeon says softly. His soft voice makes your heart ache and your guilt heightens. You bow your head before speaking, āIām sorry, I donāt know what has gotten into me. I am writing for myself.ā You correct instead, mentally adding the fact that you also write for hundreds of others, but he doesnāt need to know that, does he? Simeonās gaze softens again and he walks around until he can sit beside you on the ground in the middle of RADās courtyard. Leaning in, he places a gentle kiss to your temple and takes your hand in his, squeezing gently. āWhatever it is you're doing, I know your heart beats pure. I donāt believe you would betray me or do something that would put you in danger. I love you, my little angel, never forget that.ā His words ring in your ears like the sweetest melody, his love and trust in you washing over you like a tidal wave. You look at him then, unable to understand how he can be so accepting of this when some days, you struggle to accept it yourself. Also, did he just call you pure? If only he knew...
āI write fanfiction.ā You suddenly blurt out, gauging his reaction with wide eyes. For a moment, everything is silent. The wind stopped, the birds probably choked on their worms at your admittance and Simeon has stopped breathing entirely, not like he would need to breathe in the first place as an immortal being. Your eyes search his desperately, pleading for any kind of reaction from him, even anger would be appreciated more than this silence. Simeon is processing your words in his mind. Have you really just that youāve been hiding your writing of fanfictions from him? That the reason your laptop is under strict lockdown is because you live out little fantasies in your head and on google docs?
ā(Y/N)...ā he starts, but you cut him off. āSmut fanfiction.ā You add, unsure why your mouth wonāt just stay shut right now; thereās just something about staying silent when an angel is looking at you with such love and devotion. Itās impossible. āI-I write smut fanfiction.ā You say again, swallowing thickly before going into a whole rant:
āI donāt just write about cute relationships with characters that I have come to love. I write reader inserts about the filthiest, most depraved things you can think of. Kinks no one dares to speak out loud, let alone try with a partner. Things like CNC and kidnapping and mind manipulationā¦ drugs and aphrodisiacs, gangbangs, hardcore BDSM, primal kink, knife play, gun play, stalkingā¦ā
You swallow thickly, fearing Simeonās reaction, but all you see when you look at the angel is an intense gaze boring into yours as he listens. āA-and almost never with humans. I write about wolf shifters and berserkers, vampires and gargoyles, demons and angelsā¦ orcs, ice giants, aliens, dragons, demi-humansā¦ practically anything I can think of or read about myself. The idea of something soā¦ primal, intense and primitive taking what is rightfully theirsā¦ thatās what I write about.ā
It goes further, of course. The claiming and mating these characters do, the sheer objectification and possession over the reader, while still finding a deep love for them in their own way. The men you write about are toxic, bordering on and sometimes crossing on insane, but you love writing them, love unraveling their complex forms so that they may find love and peace and solitude in one person: you, the reader; the center of their universe. The one being they'd do absolutely anything for.
It takes a while for Simeon to process this information and honestly, he doesnāt know what to think. Here he is, sitting beside his love and they drop a bomb so heavy onto him. He knew you werenāt an angel, hell, HE isnāt one either, not in the human sense at least, and your relationship isnāt just human: itās human and angel. When he pulls out of his frozen state, his gaze softens lightly and he reaches out to take your hand in his.
āI am not mad,ā he reassures, squeezing your hand gently, āthank you for trusting me with this. I promise not to speak a word to anyone,ā he vows fiercely. You stare at him in shock, your mouth dropping open. You were so, so scared to tell him, embarrassed by your own hobby, and yet here he is sitting and being the angel he was created to be, and you believe every word he says. Simeon would never betray you, you know that, but hearing him say it so confidently lifts some heavy burdens from your shoulders.
āI wonāt ask to read them, but whenever youāre ready to share or perhaps want some input, especially on the angel ones,ā he wiggles his eyebrows, a sly grin forming on his lips before he schools his features back into neutral, āthen Iām here for you and I would be more than happy to help.ā Pride can be detected in his voice. Simeon is immensely proud of you for finally sharing your secret with him, just as he feels an odd sense of satisfaction that you also write about his kind. Reaching out, he pulls you in for a deep kiss, his lips crashing against yours before he plunges his tongue into your mouth. A soft groan escapes you and Simeon doubles his efforts, letting one of his hands get tangled in your hair while the other one cups your cheek as you kiss heatedly. When he pulls back, your cheeks are flushed and your pupils are blown wide with both desire and happiness at his acceptance.
āBut I am curiousā¦ Do you write about these kinks and fetishes because you want to experience them yourself orā¦?ā Mischief is twinkling in his eyes and a deep blush creeps up your neck before you hide your face in your hands, āSimeon!ā You scold, whining and shaking your head. Youāre not ready to admit which one of those kinks and fetishes on your list would actually interest you as well. Simeon laughs beside you, pulling you into his arms. āOkay, okay. You donāt have to answer.ā He squeezes tightly before pulling back to look at you, the same mischief in his eyes as moments beforeā¦
āGuess I will just have to try out all of them on you and see how well your body reacts to them.ā
Ohhhh I don't think I've ever done this before!!! Love the idea!
THE BROTHERS and their first kiss with MC
Lucifer
"Hm... your lips reflect the sweetness I fell in love with... kiss me again, darling."
His red eyes reflect softness and unwavering pride in finally having gotten a taste of you, but make no mistake: he's nervous beyond repair behind those words. For someone he used to see as a burden, you have quietly snuck into his heart. Lucifer isn't sure when his feelings began to change, he just knew that he was chasing you at some point, doting after you and competing for your affections. This moment right here is what he has been aiming at and waiting for, a special kind of tenderness reserved only for you.
Mammon
"Hell yes! Knew ya would come around, babe!"
Moments before, he was a stuttering mess, unable to put into words how much he wants you by his side, how much this annoying little human has come to mean to him and how his muscles tense every time his brothers get too close. At some point he was annoyed with himself and just pulled you in, crushing his lips to yours with a slight snarl that quickly dissipated when you kissed him back. His cheeks are flushed and his nerves are high, but he has never felt happier, never felt more like the Great Mammon than he did in that moment of your first kiss.
Leviathan
"What did you do?! I can't... i won't... you're not leaving!"
Leviathan was so careful keeping you at arm's length, unable to even entertain the idea of you ever coming close enough to kiss him, let alone doing so willingly. His self consciousness is unmatched so he kept his feelings locked and in the dark, spending as little time with you alone as possible while simultaneously eating up every little piece of information about you that reaches his ears. Then, one thing led to another and in a moment of furious envy, his lips crashed onto yours and to his surprise, you kissed him back. How is he supposed to keep you away when you're giving him everything he ever dared to dream of? Perhaps... he needs to try, for you.
Satan
"My knowledge is vast and deep, but you... you are an enigma. Kiss me again? Let me see if I can figure you out."
His feelings for you weren't exactly... hidden. Satan is a romantic at heart and he strives to achieve the kind of love that he reads about. The undying, unyielding love and devotion felt between two people. With you, he felt like he could have found exactly that. His flirting wasn't subtle, but not as smooth as it usually was, either. He found himself nervous in your presence, which enraged him. How is he supposed to impress you if he's a blushing mess?! Fate seemed to know what it was doing though and brought the two of you together in the sweetest kiss he ever had the pleasure of engaging in. To him, everything clicked into place and he was looking forward to exploring and growing this connection.
Asmodeus
"You taste delicious, MC... I don't just want you, I want you forever."
Asmo has been coming onto you ever since you arrived, but what started out as something he just does quickly turned into something deeper the more he got to know you. You understand him on a deep level and even return his antics. To him, it was more than just letting himself have you. He wanted to keep you and those feelings confused him at first. Suddenly, no one came close to matching you and every succubus or incubus that threw themselves at him became irrelevant. Asmo doesn't shy away from his emotions and once he was sure, he told you how he felt, resulting in the most sweetest kiss.
Beelzebub
"I wanted this for so long... please... be mine."
It kind of just happened. One moment the two of you were walking home after training together, the next moment you're pinned against the nearest wall with his lips first brushing against and then claiming yours. Beel isn't even sure what rode him in that moment, all he knew is that he couldn't hold it back any longer and needed to explain his feelings somehow. Words don't come easy to him, so he decided to show you instead. The kiss was slow, sensual, but no less full of feelings and desire for you. He groaned, growled and melted against you, all his dreams coming true.
Belphegor
"Not even my dreams match the real thing and I'm pretty good and conjuring them..."
He hated himself for a long time for developing feelings for you. Belphie was doing so well in life and then you came along and turned his world upside down. It didn't fit in his perfect world filled with Beel and the rest of his brothers, but he couldn't let you leave again either. One night, he just snuck into your room and pulled you into his chest, using you as his personal teddy bear until he found the courage to tilt your head and press a soft kiss to your lips. Before you could say anything, he already spoke, confessing how he felt and how he'll do anything to make you believe him... Lucky for him, you confirmed your own feelings by pulling him into another kiss, one that had his heart soaring.
'Scuse me, mistress. I don't mean to be rude, but aren't Diavolo, Barbatos, Simeon, and Solomon the Dateables? The request and title are for the UNdateables. That's Mephisto, Raph, and Thirteen, isn't it?
I never changed it from way back when Dia, Barb, Sim and Solo weren't dateable
I also remember the day they became dateable omg
And i never wrote for Mephisto, raph and thirteen which is why I never changed it
So yes you're 100% correct but it's also kind of stuck with me now :") I'll see that I change it
hey!! i think the link of the undatebles wet dreams isnāt working ;( but if you havenāt written it could i request for it!
Sadly you're right :( I can't find it in my docs anymore either so here we go
TWs: nsfw, wet dreams
THE UNDATEABLES having a wet dream of MC
Diavolo
"Let go for me, love... I've got you..."
Diavolo's fingers twitch in his sleep, the sensual motions on your most sensitive parts being copied in real life as he tries to coax yet another orgasm out of you before he finally allows himself to come undone. His body is sweaty, his breathing ragged as his hips buck in motion to his filthy dream. Come on... let go for him...he knows he's pushing you past your limits, but just one more... a sudden cry echoes off the royal chambers as Diavolo jolts awake, his back arching as thick ropes of semen spurt beneath his sheets. In a matter of seconds, they're soaked along with himself and he groans, rubbing his eyes tiredly before pulling a face at the disgusting feeling. Quickly, he throws the covers off, his semi hard cock still twitching with the pleasures of his all too real dream of you. He calls for Barbatos, although the shame he feels at having to explain this comes quicker than expected.
Barbatos
"You beg so nicely, MC... but I don't feel like giving you what you want."
Even in dreams, Barbatos is the biggest tease. Skilled touches and a teasingly moist tail trail over your body, stuffing your hole but never once letting you cum. In his minds eye, you're flushed and begging, your wrists restrained by one of his hands as you writhe beneath his tight grip. Barbatos is dripping precum onto your perfect skin but absolutely ignoring his own reaction, too focused on bringing you pleasure after having thought of it more times than he can admit. A faint call from the royal chambers immediately arouses him from his slumber, eyes snapping open as he immediately stands. The butler rarely sleeps and rarely manages to change into sleepwear. This time, it proves to be rather annoying... he may not have finished in his dreams, but his trousers certainly feel wet.
Simeon
"I have never seen someone more beautiful... cum with me... I want us joined in pleasure."
Praise, love, tender caresses. Simeon is taking care of you in every way he can, physically and mentally. He wants you to feel his love and devotion with every thrusts, with every deep pleasured moan and every kiss placed on your lips or skin. He can feel you clench around him, his name falling from your lips like sin as you arch into his touch. His eyes gleam with pride and lust, two sins he tries to keep hidden but are brought out by you nonetheless. With one last thrusts, he groans loudly and spills all over himself. His eyes are closed but he can feel the sticky white coat his chest and abdomen, cock twitching with the longest orgasm he ever had. As he lays there panting softly, he can't help but wonder if you ever dream of him...
Solomon
"I have watched you touch yourself but have you ever watched while someone else does?"
In his dream, he's sitting behind you in front of a mirror, a wicked grin on his lips as he watches you watch him move his digits in and out of you, knuckle deep. His rock hard cock is pressing insistently against your back and he can't help the rocking of his hips as your moans reach his ears. His fingers work expertly as he whispers filthy things into your ear. His breath is hot against your skin as your own breathing picks up, eyes locked with his. He groans deeply at the sight, at the intimacy of this scene. "Fuck!" He cries out, gripping the sheets and grinding into the mattress as he spills. His orgasm awakens him with a jolt, the friction of the mattress doing barely anything to sate his lust for you. His eyes and mouth are open as he stares at the bedside table. Did he really just lose control like this?
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Hehe I love this ask can we get a datables version? (Dia, Solomon and Simeon)
Honestly no one ever suspects the quiet ones so I think this is a shock moment for everyone
TWs: mentions of nsfw
THE DATEABLES reacting to finding out MC gets it on with Barbatos
Diavolo
"I am genuinely happy for you both, but should I also give you the talk about not distracting my servant?"
The first thing that goes through him is confusion at how he has missed Barbatos being with you. Has he really been so distracted by all his tasks again? The second thing that goes through him is mild envy. Not because of you, but because of what you and Barbatos share. He wants that too, so, so bad. Still, he smiles and congratulates you two before telling you firmly that Barbatos is an important asset and trusted friend and that, should Diavolo need anything on a royal level, those need to be satisfied first.
Simeon
"I... I am honestly surprised, MC."
Barbatos has always been a wild card for him. He doesn't trust the demon one bit but he can't deny the power that courses through him. If anyone could protect you from any and everything, it would be Barbatos and if you find comfort and pleasure in the demon, if you trust him this completely with your body and mind, then he trusts your judgement enough to respect whatever is going on. Might also ask you about the tail but will absolutely try to erase your memory if you speak about it to another soul.
Solomon
"Really? Barbatos? I'm so sure the guy's a freak... do you think he'd do a threesome?"
Solomon is so open in his own sexuality that it may shock him that the two of you get it on, but he ends up more intrigued than anything. A threesome with you and Barbatos would open worlds to him, especially since Barbatos alone would definitely turn him down. With you though? Solomon will probably switch to openly flirting with you, getting you riled up and ready and if the thing between Barb and you is strictly sexual... he believes Barbatos will appreciate it if Solomon has some helping hands.
The brothers with fem!MC who is a popular cabaret singer in the human world?
Iām thinking of the brothers finding out about it by accident; probably they decided to kill some time in a cabaret club where fem!MC was employed and they witness her firsthand performing. Since fem!MC is quite popular, her greenroom is quite littered with gifts from the patrons/admirers (Ooh, I wonder who will be jealous..š¤).
I did a lot of singer/musician HCs already so I must decline this one š
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helloooo!! i wanna start by saying that i LOOOOOVE ur content :))) i have a teeny tiny request: can you do a fic in which MC is comforting Levi after a bad day/week? gender can be neutral, but i really wanna see how Levi would react if his beloved partner would be there to offer a shoulder for him to cry on if heās sad or depressed. idk if you already did this but i would love to read it lol š«¶
Remember: you are smart. you are strong. you are brave. you are beautiful.
YOU ARE ENOUGH.
TWs: mentions of nsfw, self depreciation, demon form
Hugs and Kisses (LeviathanxGN!Reader)
āYeah, well, youāre not the only one who lives here!ā
His words echo through the hall at the House of Lamentation, soaking the quietness in something sharp before the door to his room slams shut. Levi let out a frustrated growl as he plopped himself down on his gaming chair, grabbing his headset and angrily shoving it over his ears. āStupidā¦ theyāre all so stupidā¦ā he mumbled to himself, still seething with the envy that so obviously marks his character.
Asmo and Satan decided to bring over some āfriendsā, or as he liked to call them, whores. Every once in a while, his two brothers indulged in some type of brotherly competition to see which one of them could go the most rounds with the most succubi. āWhat even is the point of that?!ā Levi hissed to no one in particular, picking up his controller. Itās a nosy and quite honestly, nasty competition to be held within the house, but besides him, no one really seems to care. The twins locked themselves in their room, comfortable with each otherās presences, Mammon left to go spend money he doesnāt have and hit up his friends ā which, to Levi, it is a miracle that his brother even has those: friends ā, and Lucifer has learned early on that yelling and scolding those two for their sinful indulgences gets him nowhere, which means heāll probably spend the evening and most of the next day at the Demon Lordās castle doing God knows what with Lord Diavolo. That doesn't mean he won't be back tomorrow with a lot of yelling and punishments. Another noise Levi will have to block out.
And Levi?
Levi is once again alone in his room, trying to drown out the noises that are bound to start any second now by playing some video game or watching something heās already watched a thousand times. Itās days like these where he notices two things: one, heās the least fun and least spontaneous brother and two, no one wants him. The last thought always hurts the most. His brothers seem to have it all: the status, the life. Only he is bound to be locked up in his room, drowning in self pity and envy that consumes him whole.
āJust you and me again, Henryā¦ā Henry is his best friend, but he has to be realistic and knows that heās only a goldfish and if Henry could talk back to him, heād probably also tell Levi to suck it up and shut up. A pang of sadness courses through him at that fact. āItās always me being left outā¦ā he mumbles once more as his fingers fly across the controller. The game heās currently playing is a shooter game. Not the best way to get wild emotions under control, but at least it gives both his mind and hands something to do before he completely loses his cool. Satanās smug face and taunting words are still ringing in his ears: āif you werenāt so awkward, we might ask you to join. At this rate, our company would run for the hills before they willingly went down on you.ā A shot straight to his heart. He knows he isnāt anyoneās most desired.
The movements of his fingers slowed, his eyes unfocused on the screen now as envy turned to pure sadness. His heart ached and longed for a connection to someone. It didnāt even have to be romantic, he just wanted someone who would hang out with him, who would accept him and whom he could have fun with. He wanted a friend, someone who he can talk to and get a reply from. A shaky breath escapes his lips as he sits there. The screen is reading āgame over, try againā now and the moment Levi sees it, he throws the controller against his wall with a scream, āargh!ā Why isnāt he enough?!
Tears are forming in his eyes and he angrily rubs his hands into the orange globes, trying to get rid of the tears. He knows itās stupid to cry and get angry. Itās even stupider to let his Avatar take control like that, but he canāt help but feel envious of his brothersā seemingly perfect lives with each other and their friends. Why canāt he have that?
The sudden opening of his bedroom door, which he catches out of the corner of his eye, makes him stiffen up and spin around in his chair. Youāre standing there in the doorway, looking confused and mildly worried. āI heard something crash and I wanted to see if everything was alright?ā Your worry carried itself through the sentence and hit Levi like another slap in the face. Stupid humans, always poking their noses in things they donāt belong. Still, he could see that your worry was genuine and instead of lashing out like he probably wouldāve, he just tells you once: nice and firm.
āGet out, (Y/N). Iām not in the mood.ā His words come out harsher than he means them to, but he canāt help it. The last thing he needs is for you to notice the tears welling up in his eyes again. Instead of listening, though, you move into his room, into his space, and close the door behind you. āAre you okay?ā Your voice was so soft, so gentle, so caring, and it hit him like a fucking train. Heās biting his tongue, willing for the tears to stay at bay. After all, how can he possibly explain to you how fucking lonely he feels? Youāre one of those people who have found friendship within the family almost immediately and you even have friends at RAD, which no one thought would be possible considering your non-demonic self. Wetness rolls down his cheeks and Levi immediately brings up a hand to wipe it away. āPlease goā¦ā he thinks to himself, not wanting you to see him like this.
āLeviā¦?ā You call out again, tentatively this time as you slowly step closer to him. Due to him sitting in his chair, youāre practically looming over him, your own eyes boring into his orange ones and in this moment, Levi realises how completely bare he looks to you. The tears are falling now as he takes in a shaky breath, every muscle in his body tense. His demon form has slipped out and his tail has curled itself around him in a form of comfort and protection; the heat and mild sliminess from his scales is seeping into his exposed skin. God, how pathetic he must look right now.
āWhy am I not enough, (Y/N)?ā The words are choked out and for a moment, fear courses through his veins. Has he said too much, will you laugh at him now, too? Your eyes soften and you could feel your heart break at the sight in front of you. The urge to reach out and wrap him in your arms is suddenly so strong, but you fight against it. āWhat do you mean? Of course you are enough.ā Levi scoffs. Such a standard answer. He doesnāt even know why he said anything, probably because you were looking at him like a hurt animal. āHeyā¦ talk to me, whatās going on?ā You encourage softly, glancing around the room until your eyes land on the controller he threw. Itās broken, just like Levi is. The pieces lay on the floor and will never fit together again, or at least not in the way they did before.
āI-Iā¦ā he starts, but quickly brings up one of his hands to his mouth to muffle the sobbing that suddenly seems to overtake. Meanwhile, you lean down and pick up the broken controller, collecting the pieces with such care that Levi wonders for a moment if youād pick him up like that as well; if you could flick him back together. If, once your gaze would meet his broken one, you would look at him with genuine care and sincerity and not like the burden he usually feels like he is. Your eyes meet his in the next moment, he knew they would, but he couldnāt see them clearly with the tears blocking his vision. He heard you set the broken controller pieces on his desk before feeling your arms around him in the moment after.
His whole body stiffened, muscles tightening as your warmth enveloped him. His first instinct is to fight it, to push you off and away just like he always does, but your grip is so firm and unwavering that he allows it, at least, thatās what he tells himself. Truth is, heās leaning in before he even fully realizes what heās doing. āOh, Leviā¦ā you mumble into his hair and he breaks down completely. He feels weak, pathetic and absolutely out of his element as he shakes against your frame, face buried in your chest. His tail, seemingly having a mind of its own, unwraps itself from him and instead wraps around the both of you, pushing you further against him. Somewhere in the back of his mind, heās calling himself gross for touching you like this, without permission nonetheless, but he also canāt seem to let go.
āIāve never been enough, (Y/N).ā He whispers at some point, barely audible for anyone to pick up on but of course you would. You have some type of super human ears, Levi decides, but then againā¦ youāre just a super human overall. A frown forms on your face as you hold him, not minding the tail that has also wrapped around you. Instead, you let your hands trace gentle patterns on his back, waiting to see if he may say anything else but the only thing you hear is the sound of little sobs and sniffles against your chest.
āLeviā¦ of course you are enough, what makes you think otherwise?ā Your question makes Levi pause for a moment and pull out of your chest, a soft glare on his face. How can you ask that when heās literally crying into your chest right now? Soaking your shirt with his tears? Do you not see the pathetic lump sitting in front of you? āI am the outsider of this family, (Y/N). Beel has Belphie, Mammon hasā¦. whatever he has, heās never here anyway, Lucifer goes to Lord Diavolo any chance he gets and Satan and Asmoā¦ they always team up together. I mean listen to them!ā The last words are almost shouted, but the moment it quiets down, the two of you can make out the moans and grunts happening all over the house, along with the high pitched screams of pleasure from who knows whom. A groan of frustration escapes you, but before you can say anything, Levi is adding another line.
āNone of my brothers want to hang out with me. They never did. I was always the outlier, the otaku that never fit into their normie lives.ā Disgust is laced in his voice, his face distorting for a moment before he continues, āand they made sure to make me feel that way. I know they care for me in their own way, but they make sure to beat me down any chance they get.ā
āEspecially Satanā¦ā Levi adds in his mind, but no matter how much he hates being beaten down, heād never speak a name out loud. As much as he hates being the punchline, the last thing he wants is for you to start a fight with Satan and get hurt. Levi has no doubt you can hold your own, but youāre nothing compared to a Satan who loses his cool. āI get it. Iām gross and antisocial and Iām not good in social situations, butā¦ā
āBut nothing, Levi. So what: you donāt have a twin that you share thoughts with. Youāre not a social butterfly who has probably been inside every demon down here. Youāre not best friends with the Demon Lord or run into every casino in hell, losing money, but making tons of fake friends with strangersā¦ but so the fuck what?ā You ask, looking down at Levi, your hands resting gently on his shoulders. āLevi, youāre so much more than what you give yourself credit for. Youāre smart, especially tech smart; youāre lovable, youāre funny and youāre the person I come to when I just want to be at ease. You never force me to talk or share anything that I donāt want to share. Youāre easy going and I love sitting with you in silence while some anime plays out. I also love getting sucked into random video games with you, even when it happens unwillingly and Iām a little mad each time.ā You smile softly, squeezing his shoulder.
āYouāre way more than you give yourself credit for and between you and I? Youāre my favorite brother. Thereās no place Iād rather be than with youā¦ I actually came here to ask if you wanted to continue our little One Piece marathon?ā You look down at him expectantly, but all you find are big, orange eyes staring up at you. You think heās smart? lovable? funny? Levi is pretty sure he stopped breathing, which also stopped the tears. His tail, however, is once again thinking on its own and conveying Leviās emotions a little better than his words ever could, because it is tightening around the two of you again. āYouā¦ you really think so?ā Levi knows you think so, he can find no deception or deceit in your eyes, but he needs you to say it one more timeā¦ or maybe a few more times.
Your smile widens and you pull him into another hug before placing a soft kiss on his head, breathing in his comforting scent. āI really do think so. Youāre my fave, Levi.ā His heart is racing when he hears those words again and although you canāt see it, you can feel the bright smile forming on his lips against your chest as he squeezes tightly.
One person. One very, very important person is all it took for him to feel a little bit better. One person he has never had but is now standing in front of him and telling him heās their favorite. His heart is soaring now and new tears are forming due to completely different reasons.
āThank you, (Y/N).ā He whispers. Theyāre simple words, but the way he says them tells you everything you need to know.
I'm going on vacation for two weeks so I'm trying to spend today and tomorrow morning writing as much as I can before it probably will be pretty quiet the next 2 weeks :) just an FYI to everyone.
Any request that I can't get to will be done when I get back.
I remember playing obey me when I was younger, maybe around 8th grade to freshman year of highschool but now as an adult I started playing it against and the nostalgia is crazy. Anyway I was wondering how the brothers would react to seeing a mature MC, maybe she gives out mommy vibes? š Maybe a little NSFW?
Tried to stay GN but there's some Daddy/Mommy vibes in some of these š
TWs: mild nsfw, mentions of DILF/MILF
THE BROTHERS reacting to a mature MC
Lucifer
āYou are one of the most enticing people I have ever met and Iām not just talking about your body.ā
He appreciates a person that is mature both physically and mentally. He has enough kids to deal with and he really doesnāt want to add another person to the mix. It is greatly appreciated that you are helping rather than adding to the mess that is his family. Lots of late night talks where he justā¦ admits everything that bothers him, although he does have to be drunk to start these types of conversations. When he has a glass of Demonus inside of him, he starts seeing you a little better as well, as in, he may become a bit bolder toward you.
Mammon
āBabe, I aināt gonna be able to take ya seriously.ā
Mammon is a sucker for maturity. As much as he hates to be told what to do by Lucifer, he is actually a very good boy, especially with a person heās actually interested in. He wants to please you while also trying to get you out of your shell because hello? Just because your high school days are over or whatever, doesnāt mean you canāt still live like youāre in college.Ā
Leviathan
āMILF/DILF?!ā
Bonus points if you called yourself a milf/dilf, otherwise heāll probably have heard it from someone else or thought it himself, because you definitely remind him of one. Levi craves security, especially emotional one, because heās such a mess himself and he definitely enjoys someone who looks the part as well. Will definitely seek you out for comfort, advice andā¦ other things.Ā
Satan
āI hate that I love you. I hate that I need you.ā
Listen, he already has daddy issues, what makes you think he wonāt have mommy issues? He hates how much he craves your stability and maturity, while also wanting to do the nastiest things to you. Definitely has a titty kink and bonus points if you can lactate. Will absolutely be embarrassed about his obsession and need for you and will probably try to avoid you as much as possible. If you do end up in the same room, heāll probably irrationally lash out.
Asmodeus
āOh, do you want to put me in my place?ā
Asmo loves everyone and he can have fun with anyone, including you. He has been trying to rile Luciferās ass up for ages but the man is ātoo matureā and ātoo stoicā, so he definitely will try it with your mommy/daddy-self. Also, will love to sit and have wine with you in the evenings and talk about any and everything.
Beelzebub
āCan I lay on your chest?ā
He definitely finds comfort in someone who screams calm and level-headed. Honestly, heās a big baby and sometimes he just wants to be taken care of and lie his head on someoneās chest while his hair is being played with and the world is passing by. At some point, he will definitely try to suckle on your nipples, but itās more subconscious than anything he does purposefully. It's like his lips seek them out and his tongue just kind of swirls on its ownā¦
Belphegor
āGet that stick out of your ass.ā
Will probably annoy and tease you as much as he does with Lucifer. Thereās just something so satisfying about pushing someone to their limits and then seeing them lose all cool. However, if you prove to have just as much of a mischievous side as he has, then all bets are off. He suddenly becomes clingy and needs your validation. Please call him a good boy and punish him when he isnāt (although heāll definitely continue to be a brat regardless.)
Can I request the undateables' reaction to MC getting upset/crying when they raise a hand during an argument?
One of these days I'll maybe write a full fic on these things š i feel like i can really capture the angst and build up to the moment.
TWs: mentions of domestic violence
THE UNDATEABLES reacting to raising a hand to MC and seeing them cry
Diavolo
"I... I'm sorry, I..."
He doesn't know how it happened. He's the epitome of control. He has to be as ruler of the Devildom. Something has made him lose control, has made him irrationally vicious and angry and that doesn't happen a lot. Then you came along and complained about something that's completely irrelevant in the grand scheme of things even though all he wanted was to have your arms around him and he just snapped. It turned into an argument and for a split second, he had no control over his actions and the hand was raised. Both of you froze, both mouths agape in shock, until you turned and ran like your life depended on it. He will never forgive himself.
Barbatos
"I asked you to stop, MC."
Barbatos keeps his cool most days but that doesn't mean there isn't anger constantly boiling beneath his skin. You were pushing his buttons today, teasing him relentlessly with stupid jokes and pokes against him and at some point he just snapped. He doesn't feel guilty at first, after all he has warned you, but the tears glistening in your eyes have his heart breaking and he realizes once more how fragile humans are. Violence might be used in the Devildom to put someone in their place, but you're no demon; you're his lover and now he has to find a way to make things right.
Simeon
"Wait, (Y/N), I'm sorry, I never... I would never..."
Completely done. Just what had happened that made him raise his hand against you? He isn't some type of animal! Some type of control freak! Your relationship has always been harmonious and now... now it's broken and it's his fault. Honestly, the moment he sees your tears, he's crying as well, already praying for forgiveness. He doesn't want to lose you and he'll take your hands in his, dropping to his knees while asking and begging for you to not go. He didn't hit you, but he came damn close to it.
Luke
"My... I..."
Between choked sobs and the waterfall of tears that fall down his own face, you may be able to hear something like an apology but it's drowned out by the crying. Never, ever did he want to raise a hand, especially not at you; you're his best friend! He'll blame it on the demons, blame it on the devildom, but not himself. Whatever even happened is completely irrelevant now because Luke just stands in front of a cliff and watches as your friendship scatters on the rocks below. Will you ever be able to forgive him?
Solomon
"I told you, MC, that...! No, please don't cry."
Solomon needs a lot of space, a lot of freedom, but he'll always come home to you. This time, he was just out late with Asmodeus, but apparently you needed him, emotionally, and you lashed out in anger, which he tried to smooth over at first but the argument kept expanding until it exploded completely and he glared at you, hand raised, only to pause mere inches from your face. Your jaw dropped in shock, body trembling in fear as this ancient human stands in front of you. You took one deep breath, Solomon saw one tear, and then you ran from him. He tried to chase you at first before stopping abruptly and realizing that he's the last person you want to see right now...
Ykw just thought ābout of this now, Iāve been calling Simeon: meon in my head and it got me thinking since mean is like close to meow or meong (which we kinda call cats in a cute way in my country) how would he react if I accidentally slipped up calling him meong in public/RAD/ in front if the brothers, dia-barb, solomon and Luke
Thank youu
Simeon probably doesn't care much about nicknames and how other perceive his. If you want to call him meon then you can and he will answer to it. Lucifer probably doesn't think twice about it either, after all that is between the two of you, Mammon might make fun of it because it sounds like a cat's 'meow' but he means no I'll intend. Leviathan also couldn't care less. Everyone has a nickname, right? He remembers the time someone called Lucifer fer-fer and even got an answer out of that demon, compared to that, your nickname for Simeon is hardly anything. Satan finds it mildly odd considering Sim would've been more pleasing to the ears but who is he to judge? Asmodeus finds it adorable simply because he thinks that nicknames bring people closer together. Will probably ask for a unique nickname as well. Everyone calls him Asmo, why don't you call him 'deus'? Beelzebub is just happy when you're happy; there's nothing wrong with nicknames and Belphegor has more important things to do than worry about whatever nicknames you give that angel.
Lord Diavolo gives a genuine laugh and will definitely still the nickname from you for Simeon. He hopes to start a sort of 'nickname-domino-effect' that brings everyone closer together. Barbatos will give a smile and then nothing because he literally does not care. Solomon will tease Simeon relentlessly and ask if he's got himself a new lover and if you scream 'meon' in bed as well or if you refer to the full name and Luke tries to ignore Solomon's inappropriate talk while just being happy for his angelic friend and you.
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Can I ask for the brothers and MC on their wedding night, where MC disrobes themselves to reveal a sexy lingerie?
TWs: mild NSFW themes, nothing explicit
THE BROTHERS reacting to MC in lingerie on their wedding night
Lucifer
āhmā¦ present yourself to me, darling, just like that.ā
He will never admit it, but he expected you to wear something like this, to be a good partner and surprise him with your enticing body. His eyes immediately darkened, a deep growl formed itself in his throat and his hand reached out to run his fingers over your exposed skin in feather light touches, causing goosebumps to form. You are a masterpiece to him, inside and out, and he is more than proud to call himself your husband, but heās also so, so ready to take this masterpiece that is you and completely repaint it.
Mammon
āhell yeah, baby!ā
His thoughts became his words became the ringing in your ears. Heās absolutely delighted to see you like this, presenting yourself to him like the finest wine heās ever drunk and he will drink from you, one way or another. The only thing thatās giving his nervousness away are his shaking hands that are reaching for you, almost as if he were scared of not being worthy of this, of you. He canāt believe he gets to touch you for the rest of your lives.
Leviathan
āOMGā¦y-you look hot!ā
You look more than hot, but even after all this time together, heās as awkward as ever. Youāre standing there looking absolutely stunning in your lingerie and heā¦ Well, heās still in his suit and cleans up very nicely, but Levi knows heāll always be outshined by your beauty, no matter what. He doesnāt care, per se, he just doesnāt think heās worthy of you and thatās why every inch of exposed skin is enough to get his blood pumping. To him, this is sinful and heās about to become the biggest sinner.
Satan
āWowā¦ Please allow me to worship at your feet.ā
Satan is absolutely smitten with you and it has always been that way. As much as he is wrath and uncontrollable dominance, heās also very much a lover. More importantly, heās your lover (forever, now) and heād do anything to make you feel good. He wants to kiss you and kiss down and across every inch of exposed skin all while heās sinking to his knees and breathing in the smell of your arousal with a wide smile on his face. You planned this; you want him just as much as he wants you and Satan will make all your fantasies come true because heās never been loved by someone quite like heās been loved by you.
Asmodeus
āYou are gorgeous, MC, but weāll be magnificent together.ā
He drinks in the sight, perhaps even asks to take some pictures, all while circling you to get the best view of everything. Your ass looks great in this and he canāt help the smack he delivers to your left cheek. Sue him, but youāre legally bound together so he reserves the right to touch it whenever he feels like. His breathing is picking up as his body prepares him for a night filled with lust and passion. His hands are exploring and caressing your body while he prepares you for the same thing.
Beelzebub
āThis looks so niceā¦ Iām sorry for this.ā
It looks so goddamn good, but youāve been looking good all night and heās been waiting to get his hands on you and get your naked bodies intertwined beneath the sheets, so heās apologizing and three seconds later, the whole outfit is on the floor and Beelās lips are against yours as he kisses you like a man starved. Youāre pressed against his hard body, held there tightly by the strong demon in front of you. Might remind you later how happy he was that you did that for him, but for now he needs you naked and ready to consummate the marriage.
Belphegor
āLook at you, little pet, so eager to please me.ā
Belphie loves you with all his heart, but all bets are off in the bedroom. Heāll tease and mock you relentlessly, especially when you stand in front of him like this, all wrapped up like a present while simultaneously speaking to his male-desires. Heāll have you keep the lingerie on all night all while ensuring it doesnāt get in the way of whatever the two of you have planned for your first night together. As filthy as things will get, Belphie will also take his sweet time exploring every inch and drinking in the sight.
Helllooooo i had this fun lil idea if ur willing to write itā¦. Im not sure if youāre familiar with pagan teachings but i wonder how ow would the cast react if mc was a witch way before coming to the devildom and mc had the demons as the deity they worship/work with. Just a fun idea i got since in the story i noticed that multiple times witches gave mammon some offerings
Please and thank you!
I have no clue about Pagan teachings š I'm just going off of what you told me here š¤ I also found this similar thing.
THE BROTHERS with a witch MC who has worked with them before
Lucifer
āOh my, I never thought I would be seeing you down here.ā
Surprisingly, he actually liked working with you. He isnāt one to make a deal with anyone lightly, but you were (unlike Solomonās stories), rather pleasant to work aside. Honestly, he would probably still do things for you today if you asked, but only if you worship him prettily again. Strokes his pride and ego, you know?
Mammon
āDo I know ya?ā
He looks at you and swears he sees a familiar face, but canāt seem to fit it anywhere into his memories. Will watch you warily for a few days until he canāt take it anymore and just ask you what the hell is going on. May or may not like the answer, depending on how things went down when he worked for you. Donāt take it to heart that he canāt remember you, itās just his personality.
Leviathan
āHuhā¦ I-Iām not sure what to say.ā
Or to think. Or to do. Besides Solomon, he rarely ever thinks about witches and sorcerers. He likes to pretend they donāt exist and just keep to himself. The fact that he worked for you before can either be comforting or annoying simply because itās a reminder of a time when he gave himself up for something. He still does, just not to people.
Satan
āAhā¦ we had a lot of fun, didnāt we?ā
The chances of shit going down and hitting the fan when you work with the Avatar of Wrath are freaking high. Satan probably struck a deal with you and wanted some fun in return. One of his best stories probably involved you, although heās honest, it took him a moment to recognize you, after all, itās been a while.
Asmodeus
āYou always worshipped me so well!ā
Heās practically standing there like a teenager, blushing happily while satisfaction rolls off of him in waves. You always did make him feel loved and he absolutely will catch up with you later and maybe, if you want, worship you for once instead. Also, please pick it up again, the worshipping, I mean.
Beelzebub
āHmā¦ did you bring food?ā
You always had the best food ready for when Beel was around and his stomach grumbles in memory when he sees you standing in front of him. He can practically taste the abundance of spices on his tongue and the savory feeling he felt right after. Some witches and sorcerers he has worked with have a special place in his heartā¦ and stomach.
Belphegor
āNever thought Iād see you again.ā
He honestly never, ever, ever wants to see the people heās worked with, ever again. He always tells himself heās not going to do shit for anyone and then someone always ends up in these deals that are mutually beneficial and take away from his sleep and blah, blah, blah. Point is, he hated these things and as much as he doesnāt hate you personally (you were one of the better witches heās worked with), he certainly isnāt celebrating you being here.
