Nika!!

a/n: you know the drill! repost from my abandoned blog. i might make an accompanying oneshot to this, but instead the heater breaks mwaha

You punch another button on the poor, dilapidated machine. It roared once, sputtered, and then fell silent completely. It was official: your A/C unit was absolutely fried.

Thumbing a pearlescent droplet of sweet off your temple, you huff. A cool rag is draped over your shoulders in a vain attempt to stave off the heat. A profusely sweating water bottle sits on your windows sill. It’s hot.

Way too hot.

And of-fucking-course, your A/C unit decided to kick the bucket.

You turn away, resigned to simply cooking in the wrath of the sun — and that’s when it hits you. Wrath. Avatar of Wrath. The Avatars of Sin. Of course!

You sit back on your bed, trading your phone for your D.D.D, which always remained fully charged and waiting on your nightstand. You’re already called the HVAC technician’s number, but they’d told you that the earliest they could address your problem was next week Tuesday.

You couldn’t wait that long. Your skin was practically dripping off your body with the copious warmth.

You unlock your D.D.D, surveying your contacts for the most appropriate individual to call for this specific request.

You eventually come to a conclusion, lifting it to your ear as you take a gulp of your bottle.

There’s barely a millisecond before the other line picks up. You smile, beginning with a careful “Solomon? Hello?”.

There was a pause with no intelligible response, but you soon hear a scramble in the background: the distinct overlay of several different voices all taking at once.

“Is it them?”

“Put it on speakerphone!”

“HELLO?!”

“Can they hear us?”

You blink, opening your mouth to reply — before Solomon’s familiar voice finally concludes the chaos, “Hello! Sorry, you’re on speakerphone now.”

“Oh!” Is your surprised chirp — which soon dissolves into a coo, “Sorry, did I interrupt a meeting?”

“No!” Is the collective reply. You stifle a laugh with your hand.

“What did you need, dearest?” Emerges Lucifer’s distinct rumble.

You fan your face, “nothing huge, I just need a favor — I was actually just going to ask if there were any spells for this sort of thing. I’m sort of boiling alive —“

“WHAT?” That’s Mammon. You would know it anywhere. His outburst is followed by the sound of an elbow colliding with someone’s rib, and the subsequent grumble.

“They meant metaphorically,” Satan deadpans. You can picture his unamused candor, even when you’re an entire realm away.

“Is it your fridge again?” Asks Beelzebub. The last time you’d called them for help while you were away in the human world, it was concerning some appliance issues. You might be making a habit of this.

”No. My A/C —“ you reconsider, dabbing at your damp upper lip, “— the thing that keeps my house cool is broken. I’m suffering in the heat.”

“They should just come stay with us.” Mumbles Belphegor, earning a murmur of assent from multiple other participants. You hear Solomon clear his throat.

“There should be some wind or ice incantations in your school-issued spellbook. Did you check there?” He asks gently, all reverence and affection.

“Oh.” If possible, you feel your face get even hotter, “No. I’ll check. Thank you, Sol.”

“No problem.” He hums, seeming rather grateful for your forgetfulness. The delighted pinch of his eyes is clear as day in your mind’s eye.

Before you can draw the call to a close, Levi’s voice cuts through the line, “can you stay and talk some more?”

You hear a soft, chastising voice from Barbatos and warm chuckles from who you can only assume is Diavolo. Nevertheless, Asmo backs up the proposal with full gusto.

“It’ll help! We can keep them from passing out in the heat. It’ll keep them awake!”

You laugh fondly, “Sure. No problem. We can stay here until the actual A/C-fixing-people get here next week if you want.”

dividers by @/cyberbeat, @/bronzewasp, & @/saradika-graphics

ObeyMe! Characters and attractive things they do subconsciously

Lucifer

- He never tells you what direction to go, he just guides you there himself.

-You’re unaware of him waiting to get in at a cupboard you’re standing infront of? Simply places his hands on your waist and moves you to the side — no words whatsoever.

- He also definitely fixes anything crooked on you while you’re mid-speaking to him, such as your shirt collar, your hair, etc.

-Fixes it with a smile and encourages you to just ignore him and keep talking, he’s still listening.

Mammon

- Arches the fuck out of his back when he’s stretching.

- This man is totally unaware that you can see his entire abdomen because his shirt has ridden up.

- Insists you take his clothes, whenever, wherever, no matter what article of clothing it is

- Manspreader for sure. Let me get between them.

Leviathan

- Lowk lets you win every video game you guys play together.

- Is quite good at doing vivid makeup for you for a concert, etc.

- Holds your jaw to keep your head still while he applies said makeup.

- I can also see his tail wrapping around your leg whenever he gets jealous/nervous, as well as holding onto the corner of your shirt to keep you close.

Satan

- He tugs on your hair a lot, most of the time just to get your attention. Obviously not yanking it, just a gentle, playful tug.

- Loooveeeesss running his nails over your arm, back, leg, whatever part of you, honestly.

- Does that thing whenever you drop something at a table/desk, and he puts his hand on the edge so you don’t bump your head coming back up.

- Deep, soothing morning voice ughhhhhhhhhh

Asmodeus

- Very touchy, but not in an overbearing way. Like, he’ll squeeze your waist and tell you how good you look in an outfit he chose for you.

- Likes pressing his hand against yours, to compare how small or big yours is compared to his.

- Very attentive listener, maintains eye contact, doesn’t interrupt. And if you’re in a group and someone is talking over you, he taps you: “I’m still listening to you.”

- Is literally your no1 glazer, and not just because he likes you, because he firmly believes you are on the same level of beauty as him, no one has managed to capture his attention like you.

Beelzebub

- Uses you in his workouts, push ups with you on his back, squats with you on his shoulders, stuff like that. It doesn’t matter if you’re skinny or chubby, you feel like a feather to him.

- Makes sure you are healthy, but not in a cringey way like “babe have you eaten for me🥺” He just makes silently checks that you’re drinking water and eating proper meals.

- Smiles when you smile. Seeing you happy immediately makes him happy.

- The king of remembering. He remembers your favourite food, your favourite flower, your favourite season, EVERYTHING.

Belohegor

- Holds your hand on every occasion, walking down the street, sitting next to you, everywhere. He doesn’t even ask, he just takes your hand.

- Whenever he’s sleepwalking, he always finds you and cuddles into you, doesn’t matter where you are, he just gravitates to you.

- He can tell when you’re overwhelmed, he knows if you need comfort or you just need presence.

- Takes pictures of you sleeping if he miraculously wakes up before you. He just finds you way too cute.

Solomon

- Also a confirmed manspreader. He lets you sit between his legs. NGHHHHH.

- He can also tell what you’re feeling before you even say it. And he always has a solution to make you feel better, if that’s what you need.

- Constantly flustering you with subtle flirting and then pretending he wasn’t doing anything bad and that “Your mind is in the gutter.”

- Gets you little trinkets whenever he visits somewhere, not because he feels obligated, just because he saw it and thought of you.

Simeon

- He for sure subconsciously rubs your shoulders whenever you’re sitting infront of him or something.

- Smiles the ENTIRE time you’re explaining one of your interests. He just finds you talking about something that makes you happy so adorable.

- Rubs his thumb over the back of your hand whenever you’re holding hands.

- If you’re baking with him, he’s showing you how to mix properly by standing behind you and putting his hands on yours.

Diavolo

- Gentle giant. Has quite literally never applied pressure when touching you whatsoever.

- You casually mention you like this specific jewellery item in a shop? Oh, well he just ‘casually’ buys it for you. This occurs whenever you mention liking ANYTHING by the way.

- Unable to get mad at you. He takes on look at that guilty pout on your face and immediately caves.

- Leans down to your level when you’re trying to tell him something. He enjoys this even more when it flusters you.

Barbatos

- Is literally at your every beck and call, just like he is with Diavolo, that’s how much he cares for you.

- He definitely checks you out when you’re not looking. I know he does.

-Leans over you to reach something from a shelf that you failed to reach yourself.

- I feel like he thoroughly enjoys playing/doing your hair, whether it’s just for fun or he’s styling it properly.

I was thinking about stuff that would have collected in the HOL ever since the mc became part of the family and the cute things that come with it

If you're short, there's a sign in pretty much every room reminding you to just use the step stool rather than try to scale the shelves for that bag of spicy newt chips

there's a cabinet of about a million bottles of cold syrup since they can't give you the kind for demons unless it's in a micro dose because of how strong it would be for you, and they can't exactly just pop into the human world any day anytime

they have one of those sun lamp things that had a spell cast on it as to not let you become deficient of the nutrients you need while in the sunless Devildom

There's a portrait of you with the rest of them in the halls

there's also SO many paintings of you that they had done, along with professional photos of you all kinds of outfits and poses

there are snacks from your cultural that you introduced them to and they all became obsessed with

there's plenty of supplies and tools that are catered to whatever hobbies you may have whether it be artsy or sporty

The Devildom is confused.

For centuries the 7 demon brothers have been strict, powerful figures that invoked fear in the hearts of even the most powerful demons. They were a unit so powerful and unmoving that it was worthless to even attempt to go against them.

But recently, that unmovable object had met an unstoppable force.

That force? A mere human!

To say the citizens were confused would be an understatement. The concept was unfathomable; a measly human had managed to form pacts with all 7 of the endlessly powerful brothers in less than a year of not just being in the devildom, but even knowing that the place existed!

Rumours spread, discussions were held — did this mean that human was now the most powerful person in the Devildom? Would they takeover with the newfound power they have over the rulers?

”I saw them force all the brothers to freeze in place at a restaurant. All of them, just with the word stop!”

“I heard that they now rival Solomon in power, maybe even surpass him!”

The human had become somewhat of a Devildom celebrity, known solely in hushed whispers laced with both admiration and fear; just wondering what this elite being could be like.

So yes, the Devildom was confused when they were not met with something of old myths of half-human half-god beings, but instead a regular-old human who didn’t even need to use those pacts to walk the once feared rulers like dogs.

A demon stared in disappointed horror as they watched one of their ‘fearsome’ rulers begging on his knees for the human to get matching hoodies with him.

Needless to say, the Devildom was going to be fine.

It was a late night, he had stayed up doing paperwork, and all the meanwhile you had laid alone in his bed. The exhaustion would eventually begin to settle in, and he would drag himself off his desk to meander into his room. As he approached his bed, he'd recognize the shape of your figure under the covers and slowly curl in next to your warmth. He was tired, but he couldn't sleep, not when he had the most beautiful sight in front of him. He'd press a soft kiss to your forehead before pulling back and watching you in pure adoration.