Fluff idea sitting in Lucifer’s lap while he works. Not even really talking to each other just enjoying the moment.
Ahskhs fluffy Lucifer <3 rambling as always-
Honestly if Lucifer could he’d always have you sitting in his lap. Especially while he works at his seemingly, endless pile of paperwork.
Nothing calms him down more than knowing you’re safe in his arms.
Now it depends a little on if you’re sitting facing him or his desk-
If you’re facing him; wrap your arms around his neck or nuzzle your face into his neck and Lucifer will immediately relax into you. He’s still working ofc! He’s just not as stiff~
His fingers will run up and down your spine, when he pauses to think. Lucifer clams it helps him concentrate- but really he loves the way it makes you wiggle in his lap.
If you’re facing his desk; he’ll ask your opinion on little things once in awhile. Smiling at you proudly when you point out something he missed or just agree with him.
And it’s just super peaceful….sitting with Lucifer like this- The sound of his pen scratching away as he signs papers ‘n corrects others, soft classical music playing, (if you’re lucky you’ll even hear Lucifer humming along with his favorite part) and the faint scent of coffee, mixed with warm pine~
If you’re not careful you might just fall asleep in his lap <3 and then Lucifer will have a new homescreen for his DDD!!!
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The sheets were cool against your exposed skin. Softly, almost reverently, his nailed fingers unconsciously carded through your hair as if it were the melted gold he so desperately sought after. As you looked up, you could see the drool covering his olive cheek, clearly in a deep sleep.
With a soft touch, you gently traced the soft curve of his jaw, slowly coaxing him awake. "Mams.. C'mon, wake up," you whispered, chuckling lowly when he groaned, one blue-yellow eye slitting open, immediately looking down at you. You, beautiful you. His.
"Ng.. Whassap, treasure?.." He grumbled, his voice a low, subterranean like rumble in his chest, drowning with exhaustion from his nap as he finally reached up to brush his spit away, not caring as you saw him like this. His white, pearlescent hair fell over his eyes as he groaned again, this time in annoyance at being woke up. "Baabeee.."
"Sorry, Mams.." You immediately mumble back the apology, leaning up to press a peck to the corner of his now, luckily, dry mouth, his hand tightening on your waist, feeling over the exposed skin there. "Sorry, don't know why I woke you up.."
"No, no, never, you're," He started, yawning widely, his teeth glinting in the dim light of your room, before he dove back down, his arms wrapping tightly around your entire body, his face pressed into the junction between your shoulder and neck as if you were the only thing tethering him to reality. You may be. "You're golden, don't be sorry.."
Characters: Lucifer x Shy GN Reader
Word Count: 2k+
Rating: Teen
Tags: fluff, kissing, suggestive moments
A/N: This was requested by a friend, and it was too cute to pass up. Hope y'all like!
Your sleepy eyes slowly flutter open, the night's dreams fading into obscurity as your eyes focus on your surroundings. Letting out a tiny yawn, you push yourself up a bit to have a look around. With nothing but the flickering light of a distant candle, you gaze down at the handsome demon beneath you, his arms loosely gripping you as you lay on his chest. It was your first time spending the night with Lucifer - nothing too scandalous though, for he knows how timid you are, and has been taking things slow in your relationship together. Last night was pretty much perfect - of course the Avatar of Pride would plan the perfect date for you. He was able to bribe his brothers to leave for the night - with threat of punishment if they misbehave - and proceeded to cook the most romantic meal for you both. A moonlit dinner in the garden, just the two of you - and it's then that he gently takes you by the hand, and asks you to spend the night with him. The look in his crimson eyes and soft tone of his voice - which he reserves for only you - and you know you can trust him completely.
And that's how you found yourself in the arms of the Morningstar so early in the day. You can't stop yourself from admiring him - for like the painting above his bed, he truly is a work of art. His raven hair lightly brushed back out of his face, revealing peaceful eyes deep in slumber. His flawless skin like a smooth marble, and you swear in your mind you think you can see him actually smiling in his sleep. You wonder for a moment if it's effortless - he is asleep, after all. Then again, he is Lucifer - ever meticulous and prideful, maybe he would try to maintain decorum, even while unconscious. Even so, he truly is picturesque - if only you could take his picture. You know you’d wake him if you tried, though - you'll have to commit this sight to memory.
You can't help but to bite your lip as your eyes drift downwards to the rest of his body - the way his sleep shirt only has two buttons done, the rest falling open to reveal his chiseled features. You can see why he was Father's favorite - he sure took his time crafting such perfection. You can't help the way your fingers lightly ghost over the contours of his abs, so tempting to touch. Your hand hovers, but you don't want to disturb his sleep. So you hesitate. That is, until you hear a light chuckle.
"Curious, are we?" He has that tone which you can tell means he is smirking. Caught a bit off guard, you can't help the small jump scare he gives you - a tiny yelp leaving your lips and a ferocious blush flooding your cheeks. Your eyes widen and you immediately reach down for the grey silk sheets and pull them over your head, hiding under them.
"Uhhh…I'm sorry, that was weird. How long have you been awake," you ask, your already sheepish voice muffled by being buried under bedding. Lucifer tightens his arms around you, looking down at your form with a certain sense of amusement.
How long had he been awake? Well, certainly longer than you had. He had actually been laying there for quite a while, keeping his eyes closed and simply enjoying the moment. At first because he didn't want to move from this embrace with you, but then he felt you stirring, and wanted to see what you would do. He eventually peaked his eyes open to find you looking at him in wonder - and he finds himself looking at you the same way. You're just so adorable, so precious, so endearing. So perfect in all of your own ways, that he actually finds himself feeling grateful once again. Maybe fate hasn't turned it's back on him after all. It's once he saw you contemplating whether or not you should touch him, that he could no longer keep up his sleepy rouse.
And now, he feels he misses your face already.
"Nonsense, my love. Please don't ever hide yourself from me." he says, both literally and figuratively. You can hide yourself from the rest of the world, but never from him. Sure, it may be partially due to his pride, but it is also because he cares for you so deeply - because he already loves the parts of you that have opened up to him. He is eager to continue peeling back the layers, getting to know the real you, the human with the most beautiful soul he's ever seen. So of course he's not going to let you just hide away from him - especially while he holds you in his arms. Using his strength to pull the sheet off of the bed, he tosses it off of the edge. Finally, he is able to gaze into your kind human eyes.
"There you are." That tender smile he reserves for only you pulls at his cheeks. "I've been awake for sometime now, and I did not wish to disturb you. So I may have feigned my slumber for a bit longer to keep you in my arms. However, I had no idea when you would awaken - or that I would find you admiring me in such a way," he teases, his voice low and his signature smirk making a comeback. You go to hide your face against his chest, only for Lucifer to lightly grab hold of your chin. His thumb gently strokes your cheek as he reassures you that you have nothing to be embarrassed about - it's just the two of you here, in your own private little paradise.
You melt into his touch, his words, and you both find yourselves leaning in, your lips colliding - gentle at first, but slowly growing in intensity. Your little human hands grip the loose fabric of his pajama shirt, and now suddenly the Avatar finds himself lightly blushing - whether it's the kiss itself, or the reminder that you wore his dress shirt to bed, he's unsure. He's just glad you're too shy to tease him about it. You pull away for air, and now you're the one letting out a chuckle.
"What's got you blushing, Luci? Hmmm?!" Or maybe not, about you teasing him - but you're both laughing as you lightly poke his cheek. You always manage to find a way to surprise him - to show him little glimpses of yourself that you don't show to anyone else. Maybe that's why the two of you are so perfect for each other. He lightly grabs your wrist, before pressing a kiss to the tip of your finger.
"Only you could, my dear." And you swear you see his eyes sparkle as he leans in to steal yet another kiss from your soft lips. Your hand gently cups his cheek, and the warmth of your touch illuminates his demonic soul. For a brief moment he wonders how he could find such a slice of heaven so far down below - how he could continue to be blessed after being condemned. Pushing those thoughts aside, he deepens the kiss, the little noises you’re making letting him know you’re enjoying it too. Those little sounds are music to his ears - and knowing he’s the only one that gets to hear such a beautiful song makes his heart swell that much more.
Your hands move down his torso, searching for those two annoying little buttons at the bottom of his sleep shirt. You fiddle with them a bit, unable to undo them without breaking away. Lucifer beats you to the punch, breaking the kiss but still hovering your lips with his own.
Just as he’s about to tease you for wanting more of him, a loud banging at the door shatters your peaceful existence together. He puts a finger to his lips, motioning for you to stay silent. Maybe if the two of you ignore it, the problem will just go away - wishful thinking. A louder bang, followed by Mammon and Satan shouting from the hallway, makes it clear that will not be the case. How could they possibly be home already?! While Greed shouts for more money (and Wrath does his best to pester the Eldest), you feel Lucifer’s muscles tense beneath you. His eyes roll at his brother's demands, his jaw clenching as he tells you he will be back in a moment through gritted teeth and a fake smile. That deadly smile. That deadly, sadistic smile that has but one meaning: retribution. Thankfully it isn't for you, but you can only imagine the fate of the brothers that actually will receive it.
He quickly presses a kiss to the top of your head before climbing out of bed. Buttoning up his shirt as he crosses the room to the door, he slips out into the hallway, making sure the door is firmly closed behind him. You’re not exactly sure what he says to his brothers, as you can’t make out his words. You just hear his low tone coming through the door, along with his angry aura. Probably something about them being strung up from the ceiling together - you’re sure you’ll find out later.
You hear a few crashing sounds, your eyes widening - you can imagine the fight currently erupting between your lover and his younger brothers. You’re not fond of these sibling fights between them - you usually stay out of it, trying your best to just fade into the shadows. It's simply more rational for you to step in once everyone has calmed themselves, even if only slightly.
For a moment you wonder what sort of mood Lucifer may return in, and the thought makes you want to pick the sheets back up off the floor and hide under them again - if only you could both return to the serenity of waking up in each other’s arms.
Sliding to the edge of the bed, you are about to reach for the discarded sheet when the door suddenly opens. Lucifer walks back in, and you notice he is casually chatting on the phone - he doesn’t seem angry at all. You’re unsure who he's talking to, at first - but as the conversation continues, he returns to sit next to you on the bed, and you can hear Lord Diavolo’s booming laugh on the other end of the call.
While he was out arguing with his brothers in the hallway, he had an epiphany - he wasn’t going to let anything ruin his day with you. So he called the Future King to ask about sending his brothers to the Castle and taking the day off. He wasn’t too specific about telling his plans, but Diavolo was happy to oblige him regardless - plus, the Prince put it together on his own, and he’d never deny his best friend.
“Once again, thank Barbatos for me for taking my brothers off of my hands today. And thank you as well, Lord Diavolo. Let me know if they’re too much troub-“ and you hear Diavolo cutting him off, saying the two of them have it handled - and something about the brothers ‘rat-catching in the labyrinth.’ The thought of such a task gives you a slight shiver, having to hunt rats in such a cold, dark maze. You instinctively move closer to Lucifer, wrapping your arms around him and hiding your face against his shoulder. The feeling of you pressing into his side signals him to wrap up the call, and he does as such before tossing his DDD onto the nightstand. You peek up at him, a certain innocence in your eyes as you rest your cheek on his shoulder. Eyes that could start the Second Celestial War. He almost gets lost in them - until you gently break the silence.
“What was that all about?”
“Just making sure we can enjoy the rest of our day together in peace,” he says, now taking the arm you are resting against and wrapping it around you instead, pulling you closer into him. “Now…where were we,” he murmurs, his smirk devious yet playful. That bright blush he loves so much returns to your cheeks once again, and of course he stops you before you’re able to hide your face. He knows you too well.
Another kiss he cannot resist, passion thick in the air as you resume the loving embrace you had both entered earlier. Your hands begin to roam again, pulling at the bottom of his pajama shirt, and he breaks the kiss to discard it for you. His pride immeasurable as he sees the way you’re looking at him, shimmers of both love and lust as you take in the demon before you.
Sin looks really good on you, but he doesn't want to get ahead of himself.
Taking your hand in his, he presses a soft kiss to your knuckles and promises that whatever you want do to next, it is all up to you. Whatever you may desire, he will respect it and make it come true. If you want to take things slowly, that’s fine by him - he has all the time in the world for you, the one human who has captivated his heart.
And just as he is about to settle back down, assuming you will choose to wait - you surprise him yet again, your lips crashing onto his, your hands pulling at what’s left of his pajamas.
Maybe you’re not as shy as he thinks...
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[2nd January - 20th January]
"Two entwined souls, yet two different lands
Regardless of distance, hold fate in their hands
The Star Child be their witness, with happiness she says,
“Send him a letter and receive one back, you may”."
✩ — About this event:
A New Year event for Twisted Wonderland and Obey Me!
In [Letters of the Stars], you must be aware that your significant other is, unfortunately, fictional. And he, too, is aware that you are real.
However, since it's New Year, you get a chance to send him a letter, and receive one from him. As long as your souls are connected, you will find each other, in one way or another.
✩ — Rules:
★ You must reblog the post. Your faith is needed for her to travel amongst the stars.
★ Seek for the Star Child. You can find her wherever you can see the stars glowing brightly.
★ Offer her anything sweet, like pastries or candies. She loves them, and thinks of them as payment for her messenger service.
★ Now you can ask her to send your letter to your beloved. Not to worry, you will receive his sooner or later. The Star Child is just waiting for his reply to send it back to you.
★ This is an 'x reader' event, so the Star Child only accept letters in that format.
— You may write a full letter that is signed with those lovely pet names he gives you.
— Or,the Star Child can help you write one! Just give her his name and your best regards, and she will send him immediately. Do offer her one more pastry as a bonus, she always tries her best to help reunite two distanced souls, you know?
Oh my, the Star Child will be awakened soon. Take your chance and reach out for him! The Stars will show you the way.
♡ Asmodeus, the Avatar of Lust and embodiment of beauty, isn't typically associated with family life. Your fingers trace the lab report nervously. A baby. Your baby. His baby.
♡ That’s what’s whirling in your head as you stare at the lab report in the waiting room, fingers trace the laminated papers nervously
♡ Would he accept this slowly or would he freak out? Wait, how can you tell him? Text? Drop it in a conversation randomly? Do those cute pregnancy reveal on Deviltube?
♡ The moment you decide to tell him is during a rare quiet evening in the Devildom. Asmodeus is meticulously applying his nightly skincare routine when you enter the bathroom, lab report clutched behind your back. "Darling?" His perfectly arched eyebrow raises, sensing something different in your demeanor. You slide the report onto his marble vanity, next to bottles of expensive serums and perfumes. His eyes widen, scanning the document. Silence. Then
♡ "PREGNANT?" His shriek could shatter glass. Dramatic reaction confirmed: tears sparkling like his favorite glitter eyeshadow he launches himself into your arms. "A BABY? MY BABY? OH MY HELL!"
♡ His brothers will definitely hear this announcement. Lucifer will probably pinch the bridge of his nose. Satan would smack his door down, "Quiet down!". Mammon will immediately start calculating potential 'baby sponsorship' schemes with his modeling sessions.
♡ Asmodeus's excitement rapidly transforms into hyper-planning mode.
♡ Within days, he's calling every demon realm's top pediatric specialist. The pediatric specialists he consults aren't just doctors - they're the crème de la crème of the Devildom medical world. He has Solomon double-check their credentials and even gets Barbatos to recommend time-tested professionals who've dealt with human-demon pregnancies.
♡ He's ordering custom designer maternity wear for you (in matching sets, naturally). The maternity wardrobe he designs is EXTENSIVE. We're talking: silk robes with delicate demon realm embroidery, stretchy but luxurious dresses that "showcase your divine glow", custom pajama sets with his sigil subtly woven into the fabric, special occasion outfits for each milestone of pregnancy, even the undergarments are designer, because "comfort and style should never be compromised!"
♡ He's set into drafting elaborate nursery designs with themes ranging to "Royal Demon": Rich crimsons and blacks, with plush velvet and his signature roses to "Paradise Garden": Soft pastels with ethereal touches, butterfly motifs, and enchanted flowers that never wilt or to "Modern Devildom": Sleek lines with pops of neon, metallic accents
♡ Speaking of the nursery, with his never-ending favors to call in, he'd corner Leviathan or rather pester...
♡ "Leviiiii~ Don't you want to be the coolest uncle?"
♡ Finally, Leviathan would agree to use his brains and the cluttering materials in the ever-dim room to make a baby mobile. He'd throw ideas like Crystal flowers that catch and reflect light like anime sparkles or Something engraved with Asmodeus' mark in hot pink or one with a mirror....perhaps?
♡ From the moment pregnancy becomes real, Asmodeus persuades yoga into your monthly schedule after days with his sweet voice tugging you off the couch to pin you in his bed, cuddling and his hands rubbing your hips, his fleeting kisses on your cheek, "My darling.......Tension isn't good for either of you. Let me take care of those muscles."
♡ His idea of prenatal yoga is pure luxury - transforms his room into a private studio with scented candles, silk cushions, and ambient lighting. "Ambiance is essential for both beauty AND wellness, darling~"
♡ Always positions himself behind you during poses, hands carefully supporting your waist. "Just like that, love. Let me guide you..." His touch is surprisingly gentle, more caring than flirtatious.
♡ Gets absolutely delighted when the baby moves during sessions. "Oh! They're already developing my sense of rhythm!" He'll pause everything just to feel the movement, pressing soft kisses to your belly.
♡ Creates a special pre-natal skincare routine for you, researching safe ingredients for hours. His bathroom counter becomes divided between his products and yours, all labeled with cute heart stickers.
♡ Insists on documenting everything. Weekly photoshoots of your growing bump, decorated with flowers and silk ribbons. Has Solomon enchant a special album that captures magical 3D memories.
♡ The first time he holds the baby, his usual perfect composure completely dissolves. Tears pool at his eyes, but for once, he doesn't care. Keeps whispering "perfect, perfect, perfect" while counting those tiny fingers and toes.
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A/N: helloooo I am not dead, surprise! After June of Doom I wanted to take a little break, enjoy the Summer holidays and focus a little more on my studies... then I ended up in the ER and my focus kinda went out the window! :D Now, my exams aren't over, and as a matter of fact I have one next Monday, but!! I kinda still wanted to keep the writing part of my brain noodle exercised, and if I don't distract myself from all the shit I just went through I will go crazy, so here I come with a very short, very self-indulgent drabble! Eeeenjoy!
“Come to my room right now. Don't make me wait.”
That's all he wrote to you, and you didn't really question it. You just got up and walked down the hallway to his room. You know Lucifer, and you know what he wants. Right from the get-go this morning you knew it was going to be a long and stressful day for him. It is not unlikely for Lucifer to request your company at the end of days such as this and honestly? You welcome it.
You were unable to spend any time with him lately, and it was really starting to get to you, so going to see him sounds like a great idea right now.
You knock at his door with no hesitation, and, like other times before, it opens on its own, letting classical music pour out of the room. Lucifer is sitting on the sofa with a tea tray on the coffee table, his coat abandoned on a chair and his shirt slightly unbuttoned. Ah, so it is the kind of day that requires the full treatment, huh?
You walk over to him and plop down in the spot next to him, even though you know that that's not nearly close enough for him and that soon you'll probably find yourself in his lap.
“Long day?” You offer with a smile, and Lucifer wraps his arm around you and, of course, pulls you closer with a tired sigh
“You have no idea.”
You settle into his side with a sympathetic smile and place your head against his shoulder.
“Anything I can do?”
He squeezes you a little closer still, as if he was trying to merge your souls together. “Let's just stay like this for a while.” You nod and say nothing else, nuzzling your cheek against him as you slowly relax.
You stay like that,basking in each other's presence for a little, but after a while you decide to start talking to tell him about you week, careful not to drown out the sound of the music coming from his record player. He doesn't say much, merely humming here and there while he runs his gloved fingers through your hair.
You don't know when, but at some point you switch positions, and find Lucifer's head in your lap as you run your fingers through his hair. Despite his silence, you know he appreciates the tender gesture. At some point, though, you realize that the music has stopped, and you throw a glance towards the record player. It is completely turned off, so you come to the conclusion that Lucifer must've stopped it with magic.
“Ah, I'm sorry. I've been prattling on for too long, haven't I? You wanted to enjoy your music in peace.” You say apologetically, smiling down at him.
“Don't be ridiculous.” He grabs your wrist and gently brings your hand to his lips. “I merely decided to turn off the record player so that I could listen to you better. Your voice is my favorite sound, I thought you would know that by now.” He gives you a self-satisfied smirk when he sees your cheeks turn red at his simple words. You are just so adorable sometimes. What is he supposed to do with you?
“As a matter of fact-” he sits up and leans over you, caging you against the sofa with his arms “-I think I want to hear more from you...” He drawls in a low purr before leaning down to lavish your neck with kisses and little bites.
THE DEMON BROS REACTING TO MC GETTING CURSED BY A LOVE POTION Pt.1
SUMMARY: You and Solomon were doing a potion for class, but you messed up. In present, you're unconscious with the demon brothers surrounding you and yelling at Solomon as if it's his fault. Solomon came in use by telling them the effect of the potion: "The first person they see after waking up will be the person who they will cling on to the whole day."
You opened your eyes as your gaze fell on Lucifer's tall figure standing still in pride position in the middle of the rest. Your pupils dilate as the potion takes effect. You stand up, light-headed, barely managing to walk towards him. Lucifer's chest bloats ever so slightly with pride as you take your steps towards him, stumbling. He reaches out his hand to you as the complains and whines from his brothers only fuel him. You take his hand and pull yourself closer to him, making his cheeks tint the lightest shade of pink when you wrap your hands around his neck. Fortunately for him, his brothers were too busy revolting to capture the rare blush on his face. You bury your head on the crook of his neck mumbling his name in an almost inaudible sound..... for humans. Hearing your mumbles, Lucifer swelled in pride while his brothers swelled in the other cardinal sin of envy. In midst of the quarrel between his brothers, Lucifer pulled you away elegantly. Leading you to his room while pampering you with innumerable kisses. Congratulations! You unlocked soft Lucifer!
"Oh, my love, seeing you like this is better than any dream come true"
Lucifer's a sadist. It's the truth but seeing you in his arms as you snuggle his chest, the way your eyes look at him with love, as you obey every word that escapes his lips makes him feel like he is in the celestial realm again.
Lucifer is also a workaholic but right now, the paper work on his table lay untouched, instead his head lays on you lap as your finger run through his black and white strands.
Being aware of his chaotic brothers and their antics he put a curse on the door that only he can lift. Not even his father himself can separate you two right now.
He didn't realize how much he needed this until now. He can feel his stress vaporize with your touch.
If you decide to pamper him with kisses he will internally die while trying to act all smug. Please don't kill this man he is already too tired
Next day, Lucifer will be the happiest demon alive.
MAMMON
Mammon might not be the smartest, but he definitely saw you open your eyes and see him. He stared at you intently watching as you barely manage to stand up. His eyes widen as you wrap your arms around him. Starts mumbling about how great he is and why would you see him first while letting an obvious blush creep up his face. He picks you up like a twig having your arms wrapped around his neck and your legs around his waist as he takes you to his room. His little brothers' complains die down with every step towards his room. He goes full Tsundere while letting you pamper him.
"I-It's not like I am e-enjoying it or anything.... Oi! who told you to stop"
Doesn't let you stop. It's not like you want to
He takes you out that night, away from his brothers and just with him and boy oh boy does he spoil you!?!
But can you blame him in the first place? You just look so cute when you cling on to his arm like that, when you look at him like that. I mean who wouldn't want to spoil you rotten??
If you plan on staying home that night, he will make sure you have some kind of physical contact with him all night even when you go to sleep.
next day, mammon has a certain someone's lip stains all over his face and you have the intoxicating smell of mammon's cologne.
LEVIATHAN
You of course wouldn't want to look at a yucky otaku like him, first thing after waking up, right? Then why are you making eye contact with him right now? Hell, when did you even open your eyes? He takes a step back slightly hiding behind the fifth-born as you dizzily stand up. You take his hand and slowly cling on to him. He almost faints as his face grows red redder than Kushina's hair. He is in too much shock to take you to his room. But if you insist, he will oblige. His brothers surprisingly do not complain (except for Asmo and mammon trying to steal you away here and there).
"Y-Y-You would l-l-like to s-spend a whole day with a yucky otaku like me? You're an a-angel!"
leviathan.exe has stopped working.
Tells himself that you are just doing this because of the potion.
If you agree to do cosplays with him he will be over the moon.
Malfunctions every time you cling on to him and oh boy, if you decide to kiss him he will die happily then and there.
Please don't let this demon degrade himself.
Gets really awkward the next day, not knowing how to react.
Sleeping Trouble | Leviathan x GN! reader | Fluff/Comfort
Summary: Dealing with bouts of insomnia is never easy, especially ever since you came to the Devildom it seems to happen more than less. You’d think getting exhausted from days of absolute chaos with the brothers would put you to sleep easily but it’s not really that easy, at least not for you. So constantly dealing with exhausting chaos in your life and then having the inability to sleep at all or even the minimal few hours was wearing you down.
Word Count: 1.4K
CW/TW: Gn! Reader, Fluff, Possible Spelling/Grammar errors
AN: Mostly just a self-indulgent fanfic as someone who struggles with sleeping issues/insomnia. I think Leviathan would be a great comfort <3
The brothers never really took notice of how awful your sleep schedule really was, just assuming you were still adjusting to your new home. However, time went by and showed that wasn’t the case. Some of the brothers took notice when it was especially bad, but were unsure of how to help you settle into a comfortable enough state to get you to sleep well. So, most of them simply tried to keep their internal bickering or chaos to themselves when they could tell you were exhausted. However, living in a house with the embodiments of sin they simply couldn’t help themselves sometimes. Mammon had to go buy all those things, you’d understand, right? Or Beelzebub having a complete hunger rampage through the house when dinner didn’t come quick enough for his stomach. Could these things really be helped?
You never really minded the chaos, it didn’t make things worse, just sometimes it wore you down and it correlated to your sleep. And you loved the brothers, but they didn’t really make things better by trying to act better around you, if anything it somehow made things worse. They were now bottling up emotions and having outbursts at each other because they were trying so hard to hold things in for your comfort. It was making the hard days harder, but you were sticking through it. Lately, to you, it almost felt like winning the lottery to get a couple hours of sleep or those days you got to take a nap with no struggle.
Leviathan is someone who could understand the easiest, living a similar lifestyle with a strange sleep schedule, although, by choice, it still gave him the advantage of being more helpful to you. He wasn’t a stranger to dealing with his brother’s constant chaos or antics, and it’s not like he was never involved. But he knew in those days when your eyebags were the heaviest, or you were just a bit more emotionless than usual, that you needed some time to yourself, and Leviathan could help with that.
It took a lot of his strength but he decided to reach out with a phone call. It was late and he didn’t say a lot but he made sure you knew he had an open safe space for you if you needed, if you wanted a break from his brothers, or just somewhere to lay down with a dark and quiet atmosphere, he was here. You’d thanked him but never really acted on his offer, so he’d just assume you were doing alright.
Leviathan could tell when he heard your footsteps in the hallway at 4 a.m. that you probably hadn’t been asleep yet, especially since your activity status was always on for your DDD, hardly ever going to sleep with phone inactivity. When he saw his DDD light up with a text notification, he looked immediately, the bright light dragging his eyes away from the Akuzon website he had been browsing. It was from you, telling him you were outside his room asking to be let inside. You didn’t want to knock and wake anyone.
A brief panic overtook the avatar of envy as he looked around his room in disgust at the state it was in, he knew you’d never judge him for it but frankly, this wasn’t how he wanted you to spend time in his room after he’d so graciously offered a comfortable space. He replied with a simple, give me just a minute, before flinging himself backward in his desk chair away from his computer.
Giving his back, arms, and legs a stretch before his feet planted on the ground. He stood up and walked over to the couch, setting all of the things piled on top to the side, ignoring the stuff he would need to reorganize and put away later. He grabbed some of the blankets and pillows from his bathtub and placed them on the couch. Just in case you were able to get some comfortable sleep it wouldn’t have to be inside his cramped bathtub. He arranged a few other things scattered around his room in a passable enough manner before opening the door, “Sorry about that.”
You shake your head at him and give him a small smile, “Don’t worry about it.” You didn’t mean for it to come out as a whisper, but it’s all your throat could muster, not wanting to disturb any sleeping brothers. The bags under your eyes were heavy, your eyes looked red and tired, he thought for a second. Maybe you’d cried recently, but Levi wouldn’t be the one to bring it up. He simply held the door and smiled back, closing it quietly after you’d entered and locked the door behind you again.
You took a seat on the couch and twirled your thumbs together awkwardly, “Sorry for coming over so late. I was hoping maybe we could play some games or just chill together.” Leviathan walked over to his television and turned it on, turning off his PC, next allowing the bright LED lights to turn off and comfortably darken the room. “We can play some Devil cart?” handing you a small controller and waiting for your approval before he turns on his console. You give him a small nod of approval, watching him move to the console, turn it on, and grab his own controller.
Plopping down on the couch next to you as the game starts up, you both pick your usual respective characters, and specifically modify your cars to your preferences. “I’m not going to take it easy on you just because it’s late” Leviathan jokes. You can’t help but smile, “I don’t need you to take it easy on me for me to win” You both laugh with each other. After about an hour of gaming, your tired eyes looked over at Levi during a race, “Thank you for giving me this time. It really means a lot.” Leviathan was a bit flustered, but he could tell by the tired look in your eyes, that you needed this and you meant it. He was simply happy that he was able to give you some comfort, “Of course.”
Lots of races, and victories on both sides, the scores were getting closer and closer, the banter between you two hardly stopped, it never got out of hand or anything more than playful. However, as time went on you two hadn’t been talking as much, due to the concentration of Levi on the game and your own lack of energy starting to take hold of you. You were starting to doze off slightly, waking yourself up enough each time to keep playing before dozing off slightly. You’d finished the last race and Levi went to start the next one, the next course taking lots of concentration, but it would be the final course to end the competition.
The winding course was proving difficult with your tired eyes drooping and closing more often, trying to hide from the blaring light of the television’s flashing lights. You started driving off the edge of the winding roads, not paying attention as your body started to succumb to your inevitable tiredness. The last time you fell off the edge you’d stopped moving entirely, you finally lost your fight against sleep. Leviathan was so focused on the game that, didn’t even notice until he had lapped you on the track and realized you weren’t moving, “Give up already?” he asked. He had to crane his neck to turn around and look back at you from his slouched and forward leaning posture.
He looked over to see your slumped body, leaning back into the couch with your neck caved into your right shoulder, shallow breaths only appearing so often. That’s when he finally realized, you’d finally gotten to sleep, It may be 6 a.m. but at least you were finally able to rest your tired mind and relax enough to rest. “Rest well” He couldn’t help but smile to himself, his own tired eyes catching up to him as he got up as gently as possible to turn off the game console and TV. When he came back to the couch he grabbed a blanket from the side, draping it along your body and laying a pillow down on the side of the couch closest to you, so you could lay down if you woke up with neck pain or if you eventually collapsed from your upright position.
Taking his own leave to lay in his bathtub, not wanting to cramp your personal space or accidentally wake you, he was simply glad you were finally able to get some well-deserved rest.
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