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Hi!! Thank you so much for your kind words, I’m so happy you enjoyed the “MC calling them husband” post! Your request is adorable and I absolutely love the twist! the reactions will definitely be fun to explore! Thank you for sending it in! 💌

P.S: The side characters (including Diavolo and Solomon) will be in a second part, so I can give them the attention they deserve. Stay tuned!

Oops, I mean… Partner?

MC gets called something unexpected.

Characters: Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan Asmodeus, Beelzebub and Belphegor.

Genre: Fluff / humor / slight emotional tension.

The brothers accidentally call MC their spouse and must deal with the aftermath of their slip-up.

LUCIFER

It was during a routine meeting with Diavolo and Barbatos that it happened. You’d been sitting beside Lucifer quietly, listening in and occasionally sipping tea when Barbatos posed a logistical question about a joint human-devildom initiative.

Lucifer’s response was immediate. “I believe my spouse and I could oversee that transition smoothly.”

Silence.

Lucifer blinked. His teacup froze midway to his mouth. Diavolo choked on his drink. You turned to look at him, eyes wide.

“Your what?” Diavolo echoed, barely containing his grin. Lucifer cleared his throat sharply, every trace of his cool demeanor slipping. “My—MC. I meant MC.”

You tried not to laugh. “Did you just call me your spouse?” He looked straight ahead, ears slightly red. “It was... a slip.” Barbatos smiled knowingly. “A revealing one, Lord Lucifer.”

Later that night, he didn’t deny it again.

MAMMON

It happened in the middle of an argument with Levi.

“I ain’t gonna just let ya talk ‘bout my spouse like that!” Mammon snapped, puffing up like a furious cat. Levi blinked. “Your what?!”

“You heard me! My—” He froze, face paling. “WAIT NO I DIDN’T MEAN IT LIKE THAT.” You peeked around the corner with a surprised expression. “Mammon?”

“SHUT UP SHUT UP I DIDN’T MEAN SPOUSE LIKE SPOUSE, I MEANT… LIKE... FIGURATIVELY?!” Levi cackled. “Bro, just admit it. You’re simping out loud.”

Mammon refused to look at anyone for hours. That night, however, you found a hastily scribbled note under your door: "But like, if ya were my spouse… I wouldn’t hate it or nothin."

LEVIATHAN

“Yeah, I was playin’ that new co-op route with my spouse—uh, MC, and—”

The voice chat went silent. Levi's streaming audience was already blowing up the chat with spam.

"YOU HAVE A SPOUSE??? 😱💍"

" SPOUSE REVEAL WHEN?"

Levi nearly fainted. His face turned purple as he muted himself and scrambled for damage control. “Oh my god oh my god I can’t believe I said that, MC’s gonna die. I’m gonna die. I can’t exist anymore.”

You knocked lightly on his door. “Sooo… I’m your spouse now?” He screamed and yeeted a body pillow into the air. “But like... do you wanna be?” he muttered later while clinging to you, voice tiny.

SATAN

It happened while he was reading. “…My spouse always reminds me of this character,” he murmured aloud, flipping a page. Then he paused.

His eyes widened.

You, lying next to him with your own book, raised an eyebrow. “Your what?” He looked mortified. “I said that out loud?”

You smirked. “Yep.”. “…Would it be inappropriate to say I’ve considered it?” You didn’t answer. Instead, you reached for his hand. He kissed your knuckles without another word.

ASMODEUS

“Oh darling~! This scent is perfect for my spouse...wait-”

You turned around slowly, your eyebrow arched as he froze mid-spray with perfume in hand. “I didn’t mean spouse! I meant future spouse! I mean, potential! POSSIBLY?!”

He tossed himself dramatically on the bed. “I hate how honest my tongue is. Ugh. But also… I mean if the shoe fits~”

He later gifted you that same perfume. “I only give signature scents to my lovers,” he whispered with a wink.

BEELZEBUB

You had just handed him a wrapped sandwich. “You’re the best. Thank you, spouse.” He said it so casually that it didn’t register.

You blinked. “Beel… did you just call me spouse?” He stopped mid-bite. “…Oh. I guess I did.” He chewed thoughtfully. “I like the way it sounds.”

You choked on your drink. “You… do?” He nodded seriously. “Would you like to be?” And he wasn’t joking.

BELPHEGOR

It slipped out during a nap.

You were half-asleep too, curled beside him in the attic when he mumbled, “C’mere, spouse… warm…”

Your eyes popped open. You whispered, “Did you just call me your spouse?” He didn’t respond. He was out cold again.

Later, when you brought it up, he smirked lazily. “Dreams tell truths we don’t say aloud, right?”. Cue a blush from you, and a sleepy arm around your waist.

Mammon: ...

Lucifer: "mmm..but don't say this to him, alright? Or else he'll start his idiotic tactics again". *Hiccup*

Mammon: *slightly tearing up* "yup I won't".

2 hours later

MC: "WHY DID YOU LET LUCIFER CHUG 6 BOTTLES OF DEMONUS?! MAMMON"?!

Author’s Corner: Doing this cause each time i listen to Beyonce I think of asmo!

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Hopefully what I said made sense( ;´･ω･`)

I absolutely loved the idea of MC being so emotionally touched by sweet and heartfelt words, it’s honestly such a soft and wholesome concept that fits beautifully with all the characters. As always, the side characters will be featured in a second part so I could give them the proper attention and space they deserve!

Too sweet for words

MC gets emotional when words hit just right.

Characters: Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub and Belphegor

Genre: Fluff / Light Comfort

MC tends to get visibly emotional, whenever someone says something truly heartfelt or sweet to them. The brothers begin to notice, and their reactions vary… from teasing, to affectionate, to downright protective.

LUCIFER

You weren’t expecting Lucifer to say something so kind, especially not during such a casual moment. He had been helping you organize some old documents in the House of Lamentation study. You muttered a tired sigh, and he suddenly looked at you, pausing his work.

“I’m proud of you,” he said simply. “You’ve handled so much more than anyone expected... even more than you know.”

The moment hit you like a soft punch to the chest. Your eyes glazed with emotion, and your fingers stilled over the page you were flipping. You looked down quickly, blinking rapidly. Lucifer noticed. He gently closed the folder between you. “...You’re crying,” he murmured, voice unusually soft.

“No, just, my eyes sting a little.” “Tears of strength, then,” he said, before brushing a gloved thumb under your eye without another word.

MAMMON

It happened when he bought you a charm, a silly little trinket shaped like a Devildom gold coin.

“Got it for ya. Y’know, ‘cause you’re my treasure and all that...” he mumbled, refusing to meet your eyes. You blinked down at the coin, smiling a little too widely. The way he said it, so awkwardly sincere, tugged something deep in your chest.

Your eyes went glassy before you could stop it. “H-Hey!” Mammon suddenly flailed. “Don’t cry! Crap, was it too cheesy? I ain’t good at this stuff!” You laughed through it. “No, dummy. It was perfect." “O-Oh. Right.” He rubbed the back of his neck, flushed. “Well... good. You better keep it forever.”

LEVIATHAN

Levi was rambling about his latest favorite anime when he paused and looked at you very seriously. “Y’know, I always thought no one would ever want to be around me. But you... you make me feel like I’m not a mistake.”

Your breath caught. A warm pressure built behind your eyes. Levi blinked at you in horror. “W-Wait, are you okay? You’re tearing up!! Was it too cringe?!”

You laughed shakily, wiping at the corners of your eyes. “It was actually the nicest thing I’ve heard all week.” His face went bright red. “Y-You’re... really unfair, you know that?! Saying things like that back—!”

SATAN

You had gifted Satan a rare book you tracked down yourself. He flipped through it, stunned, before closing it gently.

“You always know what I need,” he said. “Even when I don’t say a word.” You smiled, a little too tenderly, and it showed in the shimmer of your eyes.

Satan set the book down slowly, gaze never leaving yours. “...Did that move you?” You nodded, swallowing past the emotion. “Then I’ll have to say it more often,” he whispered, brushing your hand lightly. “You deserve words that make your heart tremble.”

ASMODEUS

Asmo was doing your hair when he suddenly leaned in and whispered softly near your ear: “You don’t have to do a thing to be loved. You already are.” You blinked slowly, heart stuttering. “I mean it,” he added, catching your gaze in the mirror. “I see it in every little thing you do.”

You exhaled shakily. Your lashes fluttered as tears threatened, not from sadness, but from being seen. “Awww, look at you~” Asmo cooed, beaming. “So precious. I love making you feel loved.” He gently dabbed your eyes with a tissue before your mascara could smudge.

BEELZEBUB

You were handing him a snack as usual when Beel suddenly reached over, placing a hand atop yours. “You always think about everyone else. I hope you remember someone thinks about you too. Me.”

It was so earnest. So purely Beel. You looked up at him with a soft, open gaze, but your vision blurred before you could say anything.

“...Oh. Are your eyes okay?” he asked, gently tilting his head. “Did something get in them?” You shook your head, brushing at your cheeks. “It’s fine. Just something sweet got to me.”. “Was it what I said?” You nodded. He smiled and offered you half his cookie. “Then I’m glad.”

BELPHEGOR

You were dozing next to him when he murmured half-asleep: “You’re the only reason I dream in colors now…” You stilled. His voice had been so soft, unsure if he even knew he said it aloud.

You turned, touched his arm, but Belphie opened one eye and frowned softly. “Hey... why are your eyes wet?” You smiled, wiping them quickly. “You’re sweet when you’re half-awake.”. “Tch... I better not make that a habit,” he muttered, hiding his face in your neck. “But if you cry like that... maybe once in a while.”

GN! Mc with the brothers (+solomon if you can!) who just suddenly approaches them and gives them a kiss on the lips, slightly making it last long on purpose before pulling back, turning around and walking away without a word and as if nothing even happened. It can be a bit funny, at the same time just a little teasing towards them :))

Thank you for such a fun and cheeky idea, it has the perfect mix of teasing, surprise, and a little bit of chaos😆

Stolen kisses

Their stunned response to MC’s kiss

Characters: Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphegor and Solomon

Genre: Fluff / Comedy / Light Romantic Tension

MC kisses them suddenly, slow, lingering, teasing, and walks away like nothing happened. The tension? Unmatched.

LUCIFER

You approached him while he was lost in thought . He was standing near the stairs, one hand tucked in his pocket, the other cradling a glass of demonus. His eyes flicked toward you with their usual cool precision, but before he could speak, your lips pressed to his. Slow, controlled. Deliberate. His breath caught, not because he wasn’t expecting it, but because of how long it lasted. You pulled back, your eyes locking with his for one slow heartbeat… then you turned and walked away. No words. No smirk.

Behind you, Lucifer’s fingers twitched, his glass forgotten. “…You little minx,” he muttered under his breath, a smirk tugging at his lips. "You’ll pay for that later."

MAMMON

Oi, MC, whatcha—" You kissed him. No warning. No teasing glance. Just lips to lips, hands grazing the lapels of his jacket as you leaned in and took your time. His hands flailed at first, then landed lightly on your waist as he made a shocked little noise into the kiss. When you pulled away, Mammon looked completely short-circuited. You turned and walked off without even looking back.

He blinked. Once. Twice. Then finally yelled, "HUH?! W-WHAT WAS THAT?! YOU CAN'T JUST... WAIT, COME BACK!"

But he was smiling like an idiot, face beet red.

LEVIATHAN

He was sitting on the floor of his room, headphones on, watching an anime when you climbed into his space. He barely registered your presence until your lips were already on his. It was soft at first… then firmer. Deeper. You lingered, fingers brushing against the side of his neck. When you pulled away, Levi's eyes were wide and glossy behind his bangs.

"ERROR. ERROR. SYSTEM OVERLOAD," he stammered, face flushed to the tips of his ears. You winked and walked out. "YOU NORMIE—wait… wait, I-I think I need to lie down."

SATAN

He was leaning over a book in the library when your shadow crossed his page. He looked up with a gentle, questioning smile. You didn’t say anything, just cupped his jaw and kissed him slowly, your lips brushing once, twice, and lingering. He dropped the book. It hit the floor with a soft thud.

You broke the kiss and walked away.

He sat frozen for a long second, processing. Then, with a slow, pleased smirk, he murmured, "Well… that was utterly dangerous of you."

ASMODEUS

You found him admiring himself in the mirror, humming a tune. He turned just in time for you to kiss him. His eyes widened, then fluttered closed as he leaned in with a pleased sigh. He kissed back, far too willingly, and when you pulled away and turned to leave, he gasped.

“MC!” he called dramatically, lips still tingling. “You can’t just tease me like that! Ugh, my heart! I need another, no, five more! Come back here!”

BEELZEBUB

He had food in both hands, halfway through a chocolate pastry. When you stepped close and tugged gently at his sleeve, he looked down at you, confused. Before he could ask, your lips met his. He froze, his snack forgotten. You kissed him gently, warmly. He blinked down at you, chewing paused.

You pulled back and walked away with a wink.

He stood still for several seconds. Then slowly took another bite. “…I think that tasted better than the pastry,” he mumbled.

BELPHEGOR

You caught him dozing on the planetarium couch. He cracked one eye open lazily. "What is it...?"

You leaned down and pressed a long, sleepy kiss to his lips. He hummed into it , drowsy but clearly enjoying it. When you pulled back, he blinked slowly. “Mm… come back here,” he murmured, reaching for you.

But you were already walking away with a grin. “…Rude,” he mumbled, curling back up with a smirk.

SOLOMON

He was brewing something in the kitchen. Focused. Serious. Until your lips brushed his. A teasing little kiss that turned deeper when he didn't pull away. His hand stilled over the spoon, then moved to your waist. But before he could lean in further, you pulled away and turned like nothing happened.

Solomon stared after you.

To those of you who’ve sent in requests: you haven’t been ignored at all! I’ve seen every single one (I’ve got around 35 in the queue 😭), and I’m already working on them bit by bit.

Thank you so much for your patience, I want to give each request the love and care it deserves, so stay tuned! 💌

Oops, I mean… Partner?

MC gets called something unexpected.

Part two

Characters: Diavolo, Barbatos, Solomon, Simeon, Raphael, Thirteen, Mephistopheles.

Genre: Fluff / humor / slight emotional tension.

The side characters accidentally call MC their spouse and must deal with the aftermath of their slip-up.

DIAVOLO

Diavolo was giving a speech at RAD’s charity gala. The ballroom was full, his smile was charming, and everything was going smoothly... until he gestured toward you. "And a special thanks to my..." he paused, laughing nervously, “my beloved spouse for helping organize this with me.”

The crowd went still. Lucifer visibly choked on his drink. Your own eyes widened. “Wait—!” Diavolo laughed a bit too loud. “That was just, uh, a slip of the tongue! I meant assistant! Advisor! Hahaha!”

Later, he pulled you aside with flushed cheeks and a sheepish smile. “I… uh, I guess I’ve been thinking about you a little too much lately,” he admitted softly, gaze warm. “Do you mind if I don’t take it back?”

BARBATOS

It was during tea in the royal gardens, the silver tray perfectly arranged, the tea steeped just right, as always. “If you’d allow me, I’ll prepare your favorite blend, as I always do for my spouse.”

There was a clink as you nearly dropped your teacup. Barbatos didn’t even blink. “I meant… my honored guest,” he corrected after a beat. But the faintest smile tugged at his lips as he poured. “Unless you prefer the first title.”

When you asked if he was joking, he simply raised a brow. “Do I seem like the type who jokes without meaning?”

SOLOMON

The two of you were in the library researching binding spells. Solomon passed you a dusty tome and said with a smirk:

“Here you go, spouse— ah, sorry, I meant MC.”

You stared at him.

“No, you didn’t,” you said slowly. Solomon laughed, leaning back in his chair with maddening calm. “No, I didn’t. But you have to admit, it has a nice ring to it.”

Cue one full hour of him referring to you as his “spouse” with the most casual tone possible. When you threatened to hex him, he grinned. “Wouldn’t be our first lovers’ quarrel, huh?”

SIMEON

You and Simeon were baking together at Purgatory Hall. You handed him a bowl and he chuckled:

“Thank you, dear spouse—” his eyes widened. “I mean—! I didn’t—!” Simeon looked mortified, cheeks pink and hands halfway to his mouth. He muttered a thousand apologies while fumbling with flour and cinnamon. “I’ve been reading too many romance novels, clearly,” he said bashfully.

But later that evening, as he helped you clean up, he murmured, “Still... I think I’d like that future. If you’d ever want it too.”

RAPHAEL

You were sparring lightly in one of the Celestial Realm’s training courts. Raphael gave you a nod of approval. “Well done, spouse,” he said smoothly, then blinked.

Silence.

You blinked back. “...Spouse?” A beat. Then another. “I misspoke,” he replied, voice flat.

“Oh? That wasn’t some holy vision of the future?”. “Focus on your form,” he said, turning away, but the tips of his ears were definitely red.

THIRTEEN

You were helping her test out a new prank when you tripped and fell right into her arms. She caught you with ease.

“Careful, spouse. Wouldn’t want my one true love dying before the prank’s even done.” “…Thirteen???” She winked. “What? I’ve got to warm you up to the idea somehow.”

You weren’t sure if she was joking or dead serious. (With Thirteen, it was always both.) “I’ll start drawing wedding invitations tomorrow!” she sang. “Black roses and skulls for centerpieces, oh, and you have to wear something spooky.”

MEPHISTO

You were arguing over the layout of the RAD student newspaper, again.

“I told you that headline font was dreadful, who would even read that, spouse—” he froze. Your jaw dropped. Mephisto’s eyes widened like a deer in headlights. “Don’t you dare repeat that!”

He spent the next ten minutes trying to correct himself while tripping over his own tongue.

“I meant… that in the figurative sense of partnership in… editorial endeavors.” “Oh?” you teased, “So we’re work spouses now?”. He glared. “I’ll have you know I have very high standards for marriage, wait, that didn’t come out right either!”

Hi there! I had such a good time putting these drabbles together, and I hope you enjoy reading them as much as I did writing them! Thank you again for your patience and for sharing such a creative prompt with me ♡

One-handed wonders

The characters with an MC who plays rough

Characters: Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphegor + Diavolo

Genre: Comedy / Fluff / Light Crack

MC decides to surprise the brothers (and Lord Diavolo) with a harmless prank, catching them off guard by playfully manhandling them. Whether it's flipping them onto the couch, lifting them with unexpected strength, or pinning them for fun, reactions vary from flustered to competitive to utterly confused. Let the chaos ensue!

LUCIFER

Lucifer was not easily startled, nor was he ever caught off guard.

Until today.

He was adjusting his gloves in the hallway when MC strolled by with a knowing smirk. Without warning, they grabbed the front of his coat and spun him around, using his own momentum to push him gently but firmly onto the nearby couch in the common room.

Lucifer blinked. Stared at the ceiling. "...Excuse me?"

MC leaned over with a mischievous glint in their eyes. "Surprised, aren't you?"

He sat up slowly, smoothing his coat with feigned dignity.

"If you think you can just—" They poked his chest and he actually flinched. "Alright. You’ve made your point. But don’t think I’ll forget this."

Plot twist: he absolutely will. In fact, he’s already planning revenge. But he also kind of liked it.

MAMMON

"H-Hey! What’re ya—WHOA!"

MC had tackled him from behind while he was lounging on the couch, sending them both tumbling onto the cushions.

Mammon flailed helplessly, caught in a flustered mess of limbs and blushes. "You can't just do that, human!"

"Why not? You looked bored."

"B-Bored?! I’m the Great Mammon! I ain’t never bored—!" MC flipped him over onto his back, straddled his hips, and grinned down at him.

Mammon: [blue screen of death]. He'd short-circuited. Fully broken.

Later, he refused to admit he liked it. "Tch. I let ya do it. Yeah. Totally on purpose."

LEVIATHAN

Levi screamed.

It wasn’t even a dramatic yell, just a high-pitched, anime-protagonist level scream.

He was mid-game when MC appeared behind him and suddenly lifted him out of his chair like he weighed nothing.

"AHHH—put me down, I’m fragile!!" MC just laughed and spun around with him, bridal-style.

He clung to them like a terrified koala, his headset dangling off one ear. "T-This isn’t fair! IRL physics don’t work like this!"

Later, in the privacy of his room, Levi dramatically collapsed on his bed. "They manhandled me like an otome love interest… I’m not okay…"

Spoiler: he was very okay.

SATAN

Satan was reading in his chair.

Keyword: was.

MC crept up silently and yanked the book from his hands, tossed it onto the cushion, then grabbed his arm and hauled him up with shocking ease.

"What are you—" They twisted and gently tripped him onto the plush rug, rolling him over like a confused cat.

He just… stared at them.

Then at the ceiling.

Then at them again.

"Is this… some sort of new flirting technique?"

MC just grinned.

Satan grinned back. "Interesting. I’ll take notes."

ASMODEUS

Asmo squealed, but not out of fear. More like theatrical surprise.

"MC, you beast~! I was NOT ready!"

He was applying lip gloss in front of his mirror when MC snuck up and swept him off his feet. Bridal style. No warning.

"Darling, you’re going to smudge my contour!"

He clung to their neck anyway. MC spun them both around in front of the mirror.

"Oh, we do look good together like this… Should I make a couple post?"

Ten minutes later, there were 12 photos of Asmo being carried like royalty, with glitter filters and captions like: "Caught by surprise by my strong, mysterious lover 💋🖤"

BEELZEBUB

MC didn’t really expect to move Beel.

So when they told him to look the other way and then shoved him backwards onto the bed (with a lot of momentum and a tiny hop), it actually worked.

Beel blinked up at them, sprawled like a sleepy bear. "…You’re really strong." MC flopped down beside him, panting.

"I cheated. Floor was slippery." Beel just nodded solemnly and handed them the snack he was holding.

"You win. Want a cookie?"

BELPHEGOR

"…Are you trying to start something?"

That was all Belphie said when MC yanked him by the collar and dragged him out of his napping spot.

He didn’t resist.

MC tugged him onto the couch, wrapped a blanket around them both, and snuggled in as the dominant big spoon.

Belphie blinked.

"…I see. This is a power play." He sighed. "Fine. You win. But I’m going to nap on top of you now."

MC didn’t object. He did, in fact, do exactly that.

DIAVOLO

No one dared prank the Prince.

Except MC.

Barbatos was just out of the room when MC crept up behind Diavolo during a meeting break. With zero hesitation, they grabbed both his arms and spun him around, pinning him playfully against the bookshelf.

"Surprise!"

Diavolo looked stunned.

Then amused.

Then very interested.

"Oh? I didn’t expect that from you, MC."

Barbatos walked back in, paused, and blinked at the sight. Diavolo laughed heartily. "Barbatos, I’m under attack. Call for help."

Thank you so much! ♡

Thank you so much for sending in this request! I truly love working with emotional scenarios like this, especially when it involves a character like Mephistopheles, whose pride makes moments of softness so impactful. I hope this short drabbles brings the emotion you were looking for to life!

On the edge of breaking

When MC cries in front of them

Characters: Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub and Belphegor + Mephistopless

Genre: Angst / Hurt/Comfort / Emotional Vulnerability

The character is caught off guard by MC’s sudden breakdown and drops their usual behavior to provide unexpected comfort.

LUCIFER

You slam open his door, and for once, he doesn’t lecture you.

His eyes narrow at your trembling form, and without a word, he sets his pen down.

"Come here," he says quietly.

You don’t even make it halfway before he meets you, tugging you into his chest, letting your tears soak into his shirt.

For a long while, all he does is run a hand down your back and murmur, “I’m here. You’re safe. Whatever it is… we’ll handle it.”

MAMMON

He jumps when the door bursts open. “Oi! You can’t just—”

Then he sees your face. And the attitude drops.

“Hey… hey, hey. What happened?”

He rushes to you, arms hesitating for a second before fully wrapping around your shoulders.

“I gotcha, alright? The Great Mammon’s here.”

You don’t say anything, just hold onto him. And for once, he doesn’t try to be cool. Just holds tighter.

LEVIATHAN

You enter in a blur, and he nearly panics. “W-What?! Did I do something? Was it the last game night?”

But the tears in your eyes say it’s deeper. Real.

Levi's voice drops to a whisper. “Oh… oh no.”

He awkwardly guides you to his bed, wrapping a blanket around you both like a cocoon.

“You don’t have to talk… Just, uh, sit here. I’ll stay. I promise.”

SATAN

You barge in, and he’s halfway through a book when he looks up, confusion replaced by concern in seconds.

His brow furrows. “Who hurt you?”

You can’t even speak. But he sets his book down without marking the page, and that’s how you know he’s serious.

He takes your hand gently. “Let me be your quiet for a bit.”

And you sit in silence, breathing in the scent of old pages and comfort.

ASMODEUS

His smile fades the instant he sees your watery eyes. “Oh, love…” he says softly. “Come here.”

He doesn’t ask what happened, not yet. He just opens his arms, letting you fall into them.

He strokes your hair, kissing the crown of your head.

“You’re still beautiful when you cry… but I’d rather see you smiling.”

BEELZEBUB

He stops mid-bite, mid-chew, the only time food is completely forgotten.

“Are you okay? Wait, stupid question.”

He sets the food aside and rushes to you, pulling you into his arms with gentle force.

“You’re shaking… do you want to talk? Or just stay like this?”

You nod into his chest, and he just holds you, solid and warm like a shield.

BELPHEGOR

He’s half-asleep until he hears the door, groggily annoyed, until he sees you.

Immediately alert.

“Tch. Come here, you’re not crying alone.”

He pulls you into bed with him, tucking you under the blankets and into his chest.

His hand strokes your back slowly, soothing. “Whatever it is… it’ll feel smaller tomorrow. I’ve got you till then.”

MEPHISTO

You push into his room uninvited, and he opens his mouth to complain, sees your expression, and it dies on his lips.

He stands slowly, letting out a careful breath. “...Who do I need to destroy?”

You shake your head, lip trembling.

With a small sigh, he shrugs off his coat and drapes it around your shoulders, guiding you to the chaise.