#bepp-ers

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Life in the Devildom is gory. It is gruesome and grim, full of demons and sin, acts of selfishness and violence - and yet, you can't bring yourself to leave. Not just yet, anyway.

It started small. "Just a few weeks and then the school year will be over," You casually mentioned one day. "and then I really ought to go home..."

"What?!"

"Go.. home..?"

"MC! DON'T SAY SUCH A THING!!"

The brothers weren't so keen on that idea, as one could imagine. After all, they're demons. Notorious for strong emotions and rash behaviour they weren't just going to let their favourite plaything leave.

Lucifer offers quiet luxury; a moment with him, laying your head on his shoulder as he plays the piano, a slow and melancholic tune filling the air. It's a little out of tune, but only his ear can pick up the difference, so he won't change it for now. Not unless you asked him to.

And if that's not interesting enough, he'll take you on errands. Typically they're jobs that Diavolo asks him to do, but it's enough to keep you occupied. To keep you with him. And that's all that matters. He'd kill to keep you by his side, as would all of the brothers.

And soon enough, they would. All to keep you with them. Imprisoned- no, protected. That's a better way of putting it.

Protected.

The human world isn't safe because they're not there! You'll learn eventually.

Whether you like it or not.

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headcanons about the obey me! brothers and the devildom that no-one asked for, in no particular order. because why not :)

like he has one braincell and it's sole use is to love MC with every fibre of his being.

he's like a golden retriever but... an actual prince with responsibilities?

always fucking hiding. here you were, curled up as tiny as possible behind a statue, hearing 7 voices shout for you.

maybe if you thought of it like hide and seek, it would be fun.

this was far from fun.

you'd managed to slip away from those prying eyes, if only for a bit.

it was a moment of relief, but it wouldn't last long.

you cherished this alone time, but you knew it would be over soon.

maybe Lucifer would find you first. he was the oldest after all, and therefore the smartest and most diligent. it was only natural.

if he found you, you'd bear the marks for weeks.

for 'making him worry' or some bullshit. then he'd spout some other crap whilst leaving bright red marks in places you'd rather not remember.

or maybe Mammon would step up. sure, sometimes he was incompetent but even he had his moments.

if he found you, he'd float for days, all the while holding you tighter and tighter still. he was kinder than Lucifer, though, so maybe it would be better.

or, maybe not, you thought, recalling the 'payment' he demanded for finding you last time. your pride took such a beating that day...

moving swiftly on, your mind drifted, wondering if Leviathan would somehow seek you out.

he probably wouldn't make a big deal of it, quietly sneaking you back to his room, leaving his brothers to continue a pointless search.

there you'd just do what you normally did, which honestly wasn't that bad. play games and watch anime, though the jealous nature of the demon got annoying sometimes.

and bathtubs were a pain to sleep in. then again, they were even more of a pain to do... other sinful acts in. your legs were still bruised from that time.

perhaps it would be Satan. the guy loved detective work, it wouldn't surprise you in the least.

however, it would just end badly for you. if your pride hurt from being with Mammon, it wouldn't exist by the time Satan was done.

meowing until your voice gave out? you didn't need to think twice to reject the idea.

okay, how about Asmodeus? he was kinda harmless, if you squinted.

he'd certainly alert everyone the moment he found you by squealing, followed by dragging you off to take a bath.

crevasses are apparently dirty places, he'd say, whilst stripping you down and shoving you into a tub full of delightfully warm water.

hey, at least you'd be cozy whilst unwanted hands raked over your skin, rediscovering every inch of you all over again.

it was less than appealing, that's for sure.

maybe the twins would be a better fate?

beelzebub would certainly be alright. you might even feel bad if he asks you if they did something wrong, and offers you food to make up for it.

but then he'd scoop you up and take you to his brother, to have a lovely cuddle pile in the attic.

limbs and tails would entangle themselves around you, horns poking your skin and talons squeezing your body. yeah, a lovely cuddle pile sounded greeaat.

you closed your eyes and accepted your fate hearing one of them slink over to you, the grin almost tangible as he shoved the statue aside with ease.

it toppled over and smashed on the ground, and you felt a hand lift your face.

"found you, MC."

thanks anon! always happy to write for these loveable idiots. for personal reasons, im gonna add in the royals, angels & solomon because goddamit i love 'em. also, i couldnt figure out how to do it all in one part, so this is part one!! part two will be up soon. love ya! <3

living with a toooon of crazy yanderes in the devildom - part one. yandere! obey me! swd? headcanons

Truth be told, you didn't realise just how bad things had gotten.

It sort of hit you one day, as you finally had some alone time, just how clingy and weird everyone was around here.

At R.A.D, you always had someone clinging onto you, no matter where you were.

In class, you were constantly questioned by Satan over everything. How are you? Need help? Someone bothering you? Want anything?

At lunch, you could be certain that Mammon and Levi would drag you to their corner, and Mammon would practically spoon feed you.

"You're a human! Ya gotta be careful!!" He'd insist, and you just shrugged it off.

In student council meetings, you were required to sit besides either Diavolo or Barbatos, by their word of course.

You didn't mind, as you were sure they just wanted to ensure your safety. Sometimes, though, you'd grow bored.

Previously, you could leave when you wanted. "You're not a member of the council, so leave whenever you want." Diavolo had stated in your second week.

But yesterday, when you'd motioned to stand up, you felt two strong hands on your shoulders, pushing you back down.

"MC," You turned to look at the demonic butler, confused. "It's impolite to leave halfway through. You know that, right?"

You blinked, and mumbled an apology as the brothers and Diavolo discussed some sort of trip.

"It's fine," He murmured, running a gloved hand through your hair. "Don't let it happen again."

Walking home, there would be arguments about who would walk with you.

Last week, Asmo had won, and instead of going home, he snuck you out to go clothes shopping.

You didn't mind. He had good taste, and promised to buy you "whatever your heart desired", whatever that meant.

"Nooo, MC, don't leave!! We've still got so much stuff to do!!" He pouted, tugging on your sleeve.

"Asmo, I'm tired. We can do this again soon, okay?? Please can we go back?"

In a rare moment of broken composure, he tightened his grip on your sleeve and stared right through you.

"I don't want anyone else being around you right now. We're done when I say we're done, okay doll?" You shivered, stepping back.

"Asmo, you're scaring me..." You mumbled, and his eyes widened.

"I am! Oh, sorry poppet! Let me make it up to you!!" He pulled you in for a hug, and gently pressed a kiss to your forehead.

"C'mon, let's stop by a few more places and then we can go home. I'll make you a bubble bath!!"

It was so strange.

And it didn't stop at demons, oh no. You grimaced as you thought back to Simeon's perculiar demeanor a few days back.

"Ah, MC. There you are." Thank god, surely an angel would be a voice of reason when nobody else was?

"Simeon! Man, am I glad to see you. What's up?" "Ah, I was just wondering if you wished to come back to Purgatory Hall with myself and Luke."

You glanced around, but the tiny angel was nowhere to be seen.

"Uhh... where is he?" "Oh- I sent him to find Solomon. I'm afraid I'm not good at locating him. So what do you say?"

You nodded eagerly. You really needed a break from demons.

"Please. It's getting pretty rowdy back at Lamentation, I could do with a break." "Wonderful! Let's go immediately."

Swiftly, he hooked your arm in his, and began leading you away, which took you slightly by surprise.

"Wait, what about Luke?" "He's meeting us there. But don't worry about him- tell me how you've been, MC."

It had become suffocating. Had it always been like this?

It couldn't possibly have been. You remembered in your first few months, everyone was nice.

Kind, friendly and considerate. Ensuring that you were comfortable, and giving you the space you needed.

And then, they just... changed. More hostile towards each other, more needy, more demanding, more clingy.

headcanons and general thoughts for yandere! obey me! swd? part 1 - brothers. gonna do a part 2 for dateables, will link here when done

When you first arrived in the Devildom, you weren't expecting the brothers to be like this at all.

Sure, as demons, they weren't gonna act like people, but this? This was just too much.

The first to... fall for you was Mammon, obviously. He was clingy, and almost treated you like a trophy.

It was a bit cute, at first.

"Look how cute me 'n MC look! We got matching sunglasses!!" would turn into "I was MC's first, ya know - Pretty sure they value me above you!"

It was a downward spiral. But that was only a slice of your problematic pie.

This lead you to Leviathan. Oh, insecure little Levi who - if you hadn't seen it for yourself first hand - you would think couldn't harm a fly.

Apparently, he needed you more than you needed yourself. You'd thought he was sweet, with his insecurities and all that.

Nope. He was way too clingy, always wanting you by his side.

He was worse than Mammon, and between the two of them you weren't entirely sure how you were going to cope.

Still, despite the uneasiness that befell you whenever you were in his prescence, he certainly wasn't the worst.

Beel came afterwards, seemingly hungry for food and your company.

Maybe it was because you saved his twin, or that you were always there to help him, but the guy fell and he fell hard.

He had an appetite, and be it eating your cooking, working out with you filming, or napping with you sandwiched between himself and Belphie, he was never satisfied.

He needed to be around you, and he wanted to protect you at all costs.

You were only a little human compared to him, he just wanted to keep you safe. And to keep you around him at all times, if that's what it took.

Moving swiftly on, you thought of Asmo who was almost as obsessed with you as he was himself.

Actually, that might be the other way around if you thought about it.

The guy initially didn't think you'd last a single week, and now he couldn't stop pestering you to spend every moment of every day with him.

Of course, though he couldn't spend all his time with you, he could dictate a lot of your life for you.

What should have been relaxing time to yourself was now dreadful, fearful horror to avoid at all costs. So handsy... sometimes, when you closed your eyes, you could still feel those slender fingers.

It was uncomfortable at best, and sickening to think about. He can't help it though, he protests, he just loves everything about you!!

To add to the ever-growing list, Satan knew just about everything there was to know about you.

"Knowledge is power," He had told you, and apparently this guy was pretty powerful.

It was almost as though he could see into your mind, he knew what you wanted before you could even think about it. It infuriated you, to the point where you'd begun to question whether you were truly alone in the safety of your own room.

He assured that, of course, it was nothing special, he just liked gathering information.

But something about the letters he left said otherwise...

The penultimate brother was, of course, the slothful Belphie.

A small mercy, you supposed, was how forward he was with his feelings.

He expressed on numerous occasions that, if given the chance, then he'd live with you and Beel and everything would be perfect.

And when you lay there at night, dark hair tickling your neck, leathery tail pinning you closer to him, you knew exactly how bad things were.

There really was no helping it, you were his saviour after all, having freed him from that attic and reunited him with his brothers.

Oh- and he did technically kill you, so he had to make it up for you! By showing you all this love, surely you'd realise how much he loved you?

And how much he appreciated you? He sure had a weird way of showing it, though, keeping you all to himself the way he did.

Worst of all, though, had to be Lucifer. He was powerful and he knew it, with an ego that was indescribably inflated, he treated you almost as property.

You couldn't get away- his word was like law. The only demon above him was Diavolo, and well, you wouldn't be receiving help from him anytime soon.

Life here was hell, which checked out considering as this was quite literally hell.

And mc absolutely loves it!

Could you write mc as gn? Thank you so much!!!

ahh, i used to hate Lucifer but these days i appreciate the character. not a personal favourite of mine but this prompt is interesting! thanks darling anon!! love ya! requests are open! <3

yandere! lucifer (Obey Me! SWD?) and a darling who adores his yandere tendencies.

You'd always been rather smitten with Lucifer.

Maybe it was his power. The way he could walk into a room and suffocate it with his mighty presence.

Perhaps it was his ego. A self-centred, arrogant prick who knew he was the best and utilised his smugness to it's full potential.

On the other hand, it could have been his kinder, brotherly side. Always there to scold his brothers, but always clean up after their mess and provide the support they needed.

Or maybe, just maybe, it was the demon in him.

You'd never noticed, at first.

He cared for you under the instructions of Diavolo, sure, but you weren't close, right?

Sure. That's how it was. Until something changed.

He began shadowing you, appearing everywhere you went, always hidden, always lurking just over your shoulder.

He started to keep your attention on him, even going as far as to deny Diavolo's word to spend more time with you.

To most, it would have been terrifying.

To you, well, it was positively enchanting.

Soon, he decided to just keep you to himself.

He informed his brothers, and Diavolo, that he had scared you away. With a fake heart of sorrow, he vowed to never treat a human the same way again.

Little did everyone know, he had his own little pocket, in the House of Lamentation, just for you.

It was magic of the highest calibre - only he could enter and leave.

You were fine with it.

All you needed was Lucifer, after all. And you were never bored, even when he was gone.

He gave you everything.

Grimm? As much as you wanted.

Clothes? Only the best.

Games? Fresh off the shelves.

Food? Poultry to pastry, it was yours.

You wanted for nothing. He vowed to keep you safe, and keep you for eternity.

Eventually, these gifts began... changing.

It was a typical day. You were ecstatic, as usual, to hear the return of Lucifer, and jumped up to greet him.

"Lucifer!!! How was R.A.D??" He chuckled at your enthusiasm and sank into one of the lush armchairs, patting his lap.

You happily jumped on him, settling into his side.

"It was fine, as always. Diavolo was pleased with my progress, so he's giving me a free day tomorrow." "That's great!!!! I knew he'd like your work."

He ran a gloved hand over your back lovingly, and then produced something from his pocket, hiding it from your view.

"Close you eyes for a moment, love." You at once closed your eyes, and he pulled on your wrist, placing something in your smaller hand.

"Now, tell me what you think."

You at once stared at the object, trying to figure out what it was.

Round and glassy, with a gorgeous spiraling pattern in a smaller circle on the side.

"An eye ornament?" "Not just an ornament, pet. A real demon eye, just for you. Like it?"

For a moment you were silent, and Lucifer began to wonder whether he had made a mistake.

"Love?" "It's beautiful!!! I love it!! But, how did you get it?"

He chuckled.

"Do you remember the moron that wouldn't leave you alone on your first week? He won't be a problem anymore." You stared up at him with adoring eyes, truly touched.

He'd do that for you? Lucifer really was the best. And sure, maybe it was wrong. But you loved him.

And he loved you far more than you'd ever know.