Diavolo: *sees Mc and Lucifer*

Diavolo: they’re cute. I would put them on a boat

Simeon: you mean… you ship them?

Mc: *unlocks Luke’ phone*

Diavolo: How’d you know his password?

Mc: I know my own son’s birthday, Diavolo.

Im late to the party but yes, Diavolo’s birthday❤️❤️

Close ups✨

Easter Eggs & Adoption

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Hey! So Easter is coming up and I wanted to write something special!

Child MC has been in a lot of my asks lately, so I decided that that would be the right way to go!

**note~

So I made this a while back, but I finished writing it today.

Hoping it’s still Easter somewhere…

Anyways, I think this was my favourite fic to write yet! Check the bottom notes, as I clarify the relationships I was trying to convey there.

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All throughout the room there were sounds of eggs popping open and candy wrappers, and, not surprisingly, Lucifer’s complaints.

“I really don’t see why we’re doing this.”

“For the kid, dingus!”

Mammon has to bow his head to miss it colliding with Lucifer’s flailing arm. He doesn’t, however, miss Lucifer’s deathly glare.

“MC mentioned Easter to Luke, and they’ve been raving about it for weeks, Luci.” Simeon shakes his head with a fond smile.

Solomon speaks up, mouth full of chocolate. “Where are we gonna hide the eggs, anyways?”

Solomon glaces over his shoulder to Diavolo, whom is sitting on the floor surrounded by bags of candy and colourful eggs, Barbatos to his left. He then turns to the brothers.

There are only three armchairs in the room, taken up by Lucifer, Solomon and Simeon. Lucifer is surrounded by Asmo, Beel, Mammon, and Satan at his feet, all dutifully filling up eggs with little chatter. Levi and Belphie are off to the sides. They had originally planned to race—Levi was still trying to do so—but Belphie fell asleep in an oddly painful looking position on the stone floor.

Solomon is more so on an automan than an armchair, he must admit, facing towards the majority of the brothers and the fireplace, legs in a criss-crossed position and eggs around him.

Barbatos and Diavolo are, as said, behind the white-haired wizard on the rug. Diavolo seems completely content where he is, while Barbatos seems a little tense in that my-face-is-blank-so-you-totally-can’t-tell-what-I’m-feeling way. Which, Solomon totally can. He’s been around Barbatos enough to know his little anxious tics. Did it take nearly eight months to figure out? Yes. But still.

It seemed that the brothers and Diavolo—Diavolo especially—had been trying to get Barbatos to loosen up for nearly years. Telling him that he was more family than butler, asking for his opinion, offering him breaks. It seems that MC truly did the trick, getting Barbatos to speak up about the brother’s unfitting behavior of a child’s caretaker. Solomon is happy to see the guy protect someone so fiercely and actually speak up. The butler’s usual arrogant silence annoys the shit out of him.

“I was thinking my garden, perhaps?” Diavolo.

Solomon turns with a nod, shoving some more candy in a cheap plastic egg.

Diavolo goes to speak up again, at the same time as Barbatos, who grimaces as their voices collide. Diavolo tells the blue haired man to carry on with what he was saying.

“Ah, perhaps I could hide the eggs? I’m sure you would all like to relax and—”

“Darling, really.” It’s Asmo who speaks up this time, turning and setting his elbow on his knee. “You don’t have— y'know what? No. You’re not fucking doing this on your own. We’re hiding them too!”

Lucifer let’s out a warning, “Asmo, calm yourself.” As Barb turns to Diavolo, gouging his reaction. Diavolo smiles and nods.

Thats when they hear the scream, and turn to see you running in slamming the door behind you, putting your back to it.

“MC?” You turn to the speaker, Simeon, with a flushed face a wide smile.

“Mhmm?” You cock your head to the side, panting heavily.

That’s when Luke bursts in the door, almost slamming you into the wall. Though, Barbatos appears (as he does) to pull you out of the way of the door, holding you steady by your shoulders.

Luke is just as breathless as you, face an alarming shade of red, hair glued to his forehead with sweat.

He lunges forward, hand colliding with your shoulder almost violently, screaming joyfully, “you’re it, MC!”

At the declaration everyone breathes out a sigh of relief, for it was not a shove, but a game of tag.

Before a single being blinks, both children are scurrying out of the room at a rapid pace, giggling with joy. Simeon just shakes his head with a fond grin.

“MC is an orphan.” The whole of the room turns to Diavolo, confused at the sudden outburst with no context.

“Pardon?”

“If they perhaps… wanted to stay? I wouldn’t be against it.”

The topic weighs heavily on the room. There had been jokes, occasionally someone would make a comment. It was only now that it was brought upon them. Lucifer couldn’t help but think about it as if it were a bomb, waiting to blow.

“I’m all for it.” Belphie slurs sleepily from the corner. This pulls a giggle from Asmo’s chest.

Satan speaks up for the first time since the group had entered the library. “Perhaps… it is not the brightest idea.”

“Why the hell not?!” Comes Mammon’s voice, thick with anger.

“We really must think about this. If they were to stay in Purgatory Hall, or perhaps the Palace, I would not be against it. However… between Lucifer and I’s tempers, Beel’s… consumption rate, the incident with Belphie, Levi’s apathy, not to mention the fact that we are literal demons…. well, I simply do not think this would be the right… environment for them to grow old in.” Satan came out with this all slowly, his face sympathetic as to try and tamper down any offense he must have caused. As expected, the room is completely devoid of any noise.

Except Lucifer’s voice.

“You… hold in your temper well, Satan. We will all have to make adjustments, but… I do believe you would be an… adequate guardian, at the least.” It is the kindest thing that Lucifer has ever said to Satan. Or maybe the only kind thing that has been shared between the two (not counting the time you broke down crying over an argument they were having, which was quickly wrapped up in favor of awkwardly hugging one another and assuring you all was well).

The room is silent, but of course, Asmo has to point out everything remotely cute or sweet, and in silence Diavolo is about as awkward as an elongated goose trying to step inside a mouse hole.

“Aweee!!”

“You really do have to work on your temper, darling.” Diavolo laughs at the glare he receives from his boyfriend.

“Wait! Are we not going to talk about how cute that was? Now hug! Makeup—or makeout I don’t care—!”

“I could cut down on eating a bit! I don’t want MC to be hungry…”

Simeon just laughs, shooting Beel a comforting smile before gliding over to Asmo and setting a hand on the effeminate man’s shoulder, giving it a pat, and looking back to his larger red-head brother. “No one will begrudge you your food, Beel. We know it hurts.”

“Yeah, and there is plenty of food!”

“There really is! You’re OK, Beel!”

Soon enough Asmo is seated by Barbatos, leaning on his shoulder, whilst Simeon chats softly with Lucifer and Satan. Beel has moved to prop Belphie’s head in his lap, filling the eggs that Belphie had collected in a race to appease Levi. Mammon is leaning back against Lucifer’s legs, quiet for once, just listening, seemingly a peace. Though, he occasionally stuffs a chocolate in his mouth or pocket.

Solomon is still on the automan, filling eggs. He pauses every few moments to glance around the room. He never thought he would see this peace, this happiness, and yet here it is.

He cannot help it. He’s curious, and he turns to Diavolo, seeing the prince staring lovingly at his lifelong friend and butler. Solomon gazes at the uptight, fidgety man to find him, too, at peace, with Asmo at his side.

His gaze travels back to Diavolo, and they share a knowing look. Then, the Prince is stealing the little room left on the automan, and they’re filling eggs together. Diavolo does most of the talking, filling the space with warm noise that makes Solomon feel fuzzy and lightheaded.

Maybe, he dares to think, maybeI'll have a family.Maybe I already do.

But, one thing he knows for sure, is that you will.

Because it lays unsaid, but ultimately known. And in the air he can almost smell the warm (and slightly plastic-y) scent of Easter eggs and adoption.

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I feel like I need to clarify!

The only official relationship I show in here is DiaLuci, but there are hints of Barb x Asmo!

I have had trouble deciding how I wanted to write these characters for awhile now. It’s like I had the whole puzzle finished except I was missing on piece.

The was I was writing characters, mainly the Undateables, felt very OOC.

It was really fun to experiment with all the characters in one room and really develop their personalities in my eyes.

I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it!

Brothers + Undateables: Christmas Activities

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Christmas Special

Oop, well here’s this.

Dunno what to refer to the previous Undateables now,,,,, uh

Enjoy!!

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Lucifer

• Celebrating… really anything has never been Lucifer’s forte. He doesn’t like crowds, loud noises, and his music taste is not matching that of who made the playlist for most, if not all of Diavolo’s balls.
• Though he put up with it, for one of maybe his only two friends.
• And then you came, and he started putting up with it gor you too.
• But standing here, in one of the lounging rooms in the palace with everyone… everyone important, at least, he finds that he’s enjoying himself.
• And if he suddenly seems a bit more interested in the cheery music coming from Mammon’s D.D.D. in the corner only because you start tapping your foot to the beat..? Well, no one will notice.
• Perhaps the awestruck low-level demons won’t the only good things about a party.
• Maybe you and his family— Barbatos, Diavolo and maybe even Simeon and his little pipsqueak included—were good too.
• Though the cheeky sorcerer was not included in the family. He’d pissed Lucifer off more times then necessary.
• You had too, but on well.
• Lucifer wasn’t much on PDA, but now, happy and not as anxious as he was before, he leans back into the cushions and slides his arm on top of the couch behind your head. He smiles as you lean back.
• You had forcefully pulled him out of bed this morning and thrown a, quite frankly, absolutely horrendous sweater at him. It was scary how fast he gave in.
• He was sorta glad he wore it though. Everyone else had a ugly sweater.
• He pulled you to the side, placing a chaste kiss against your forehead.
• He was enjoying him, strangely enough.

Mammon

• Shenanigans never end with Mammon.
• He tried, though. Saying that he would give his brothers a grace period on the prank for a bit.
• But, walking into the store to see all the Christmas decorations, and even better, loads of glitter… oh, the ideas were starting to well up in his head.
• He made stupid mistakes, no doubt. Mammon was emotional and clumsy, but not dumb. When he wanted to annoy his brothers, he would.
• So soon, a few cases of glitter were thrown in the basket, and you smirked at eachother.
• Soon you also had a few noise makers and cheap instruments you could fill with glitter and blow on.
• And of course, you could get a leaf blower from The House of Lamentation’s garden shed.
• Diavolo would be coming over Christmas eve, as he would be too busy on Christmas, so that’s when you planned to do it.
• You had turned the air conditioning off that night, standing on latter’s to shove as much glitter in the vents as you could.
• “What… are you doing”
• Mammon jumped, and you went to steady him on the latter.
• “What the fuck? Were ya tryin’ ta kill me?!”
• The blond brother just shook his head with a sigh. “Just tell me when you plan to… do whatever you’re planning to do. I want to be out by then.”
• You smiled and chirped out a quick, “alrighty! Night Satan! Get some sleep!” As he walked off.
• And soon it was Christmas eve.
• Everyone was there. The brothers, Diavolo, Barbatos, Simeon, Solomon, and Luke.
• Mammon was late, and only you knew why. Satan had already been given the signal to leave.
• Finally, after a few complaints about how hot it was, the AC kicked in, glitter tumbling out of the vents in clouds.
• Lucifer just stared up at the vents, eyes wide and mouth open. You threw your arms around the suddenly speechless man, letting out a rather loud and quite mischievous; “Merry Christmas!”
• Mammon snapped a photo.
• If Diavolo wasn’t there, you’d both be dead on the spot.

Levi

• He just wanted to sit inside and play videos games, read manga, and do all the things you do on a daily basis.
• Though, at one mention of the possibility of newvideo games, he was up-an-at'em.
• And soon, you were both at a store.
• While there were a lot of things he pointed out were things he wanted, occasionally he would stop and brush his fingers against a makeup palette. Tell you about how Asmo had hated it and how little pigment there was in it. About how Satan had wanted this specific book terribly, but he had it now, so there was no need to get it for him.
• He was rather good at picking out presents that would suit each of his brothers perfectly. Things that you would see but your eyes would travel over in your gift buying panic.
• A peacock feather quill and royal blue ink for Lucifer. Levi also threw in some chamomile tea, knowing of Lucifer’s sleep troubles.
• A simple gold stretchy bracelet that had a single little gem in one of the segments. Something comfortable, easy to match, and stylish. For mammon.
• A pack of clips and hair ties of multiple different colours with tiny charms on them for some extra flair. For the avatar of lust, of course.
• For Satan, a nonfiction book on cars, that, on the outside looked boring, but if you opened it, you would see it was riddled with information and puns.
• For Beel, not food, but a badminton set. Something he had apparently not played before, that Levi hoped he might like.
• And lastly, for his brother Belphie, a sherpa blanket and sherpa socks. Something warm and soft.
• Levi actually ended up enjoying Christmas, spending it with you, telling you stories about stupid things his brothers have done.
• And everyone enjoyed their gifts. Lucifer even cracked a smile, bringing Levi in for a— well it wouldn’t really be called a hug. More of pulling Levi a little too roughly into his chest and patting his back.
• Levi got tons of presents himself, but for once, he seemed a little more focused on the smiles on everyone’s faces then the gifts piled near him.

Asmo

• Asmo is always stressed this time of year. He loves his brothers, and takes on the responsibility of trying to get them the absolute best presents.
• This can land you with a very frazzled Asmo refusing to take a second to breathe as he does that angry mom walk across the store, leaning on the buggie.
• He honestly doesn’t know how he’s managed all the holiday celebrations before this one without you.
• After he full on breaks down after forgetting where a certain section in his favorite store is, you decide on a plan.
• Get bags and wrapping, then one brother at a time. If you don’t something that you think suits them, they go on a list to online shop for, or make something for.
• Levi was the easiest to buy for, so you started with him.
• You both slowly went down the list, walking around the store, hands intertwined.
• At one point you picked him up, letting his sit on your shoulders so see over the crowd, enjoying his giggles.
• Everyone did in fact enjoy their presents from the both of you.
• You received a present from Asmo, a baby pink heart locket with the date you both started dating engraved inside.
• He received a penguin onesie from you, of which he put on immediately.
• Everyone was happy, and to say Asmo was happy you were there was an understatement.
• Finally someone understood him.

Satan

• He just wanted to read.
• Or at least, that’s what he said, until you brought out the cat Christmas sweater. You could see the childish gleam in his eyes.
• He never really had grown up.
• Christmas shopping with Satan was… interesting, to say the least.
• He was constantly pointing out things and telling you about a part of a book he read, all while bouncing around with a smile on his face. Truly adorable.
• It was nice, though, his letting loose. Ranting about things and actually fucking relaxing.
• The childish energy seemed to stay, though. Him chattering through dinner about something.
• Asmo shot you odd looks, mouthing, “how?!” all throughout dinner.
• It was entertaining to say the least.
• Lucifer even asked you if you gave him alcohol.
• He seemed to calm down as time went on, just more smiley. Until Christmas day.
• You all sat around the tree, Diavolo actually managed to get some time to spend with you all.
• Satan was beside you, hiding his large smile in a scarf you had given him a while back.
• He truly seemed proud at the smiles that lit up on everyone’s faces when they opened the presents you both picked out. He held you hand and squeezed a couple times.
• He enjoyed his gifts, of course, but he seemed to like the happy vibe of the room. The smiles on people’s faces that totally turned the energy of the usually depressed and tense house around. He seemed to like the praise at the well thought out presents.
• He seemed really, truly happy.

Beel

• Beel had, surprisingly, thought out everyone’s presents extremely thoroughly. So thoroughly, in fact, that it was almost scary.
• He had actual fucking LISTS. Long lists. Naughty list long lists.
• Though, it seemed he knew exactly what he was doing.
• You had mentioned Christmas shopping to him around the first of December.
• His reply?
• “Oh yeah. I think I got that done in… November? Maybe October. I do need wrapping materials though.”
• This man.
• This hunk of an amazing hungry man.
• Had made lists miles long of what to get each person for Christmas and gotten all his Christmas shopping done almost two months early.
• So you found yourself in a store, getting wrapping paper and gift bags for Beel and getting presents for the boys.
• Why Neel being the only somewhat mentally stable brother and the only organized one surprised you, you had no idea. He also seemed like the only one that actually took care of himself, thank devildom for that.
• Christmas with him was fun.
• He reminded you of that centaur from Gravity Falls that kept flexing through his sweaters, though he didn’t get the reference.
• He enjoyed his gift from you, but enjoyed spending time with you most of all.

Belphie

• “What? Christmas?” He sits up and rubs the sleep from his eyes, brows furrowed. “Christma— OH FUCK.”
• The usually less than active Belphie is soon dragging you through the doors of some store and grabbing a basket.
• He explains to you—avoiding hitting into people to the best of his abilities—that he had forgotten about Christmas. Apparently the decorations were no good hints.
• Though he cared about his brothers, no matter how much they could suck, and he was determined to get them presents.
• Though that ended up with his sleepily pointing out things while being pushed around in the basket.
• Soon you had the presents, and rushed home to wrap them.
• He actually chose some nice things for his brothers, even in the rush.
• And, he throughly enjoys the heat from the fireplace as he sleeps on your lap and ignores the company on Christmas day.

Diavolo

• You bet this bitch already has the presents for everyone ordered.
• Actually no, he doesn’t.
• “So, uh, what if we make them?”
• This clearly annoys Barbatos. You’re around him enough to see the slight tinge of his brow that shows that he’d rather Diavolo just do his damn work.
• Though, you don’t have to be around Barbatos often to see the surprise when Diavolo asks Barbtos to join the two of you.
• Soon you’re all sitting at a table. Barbtos is in more casual clothing as per Diavolo’s request.
• Diavolo has a large smile on his face, and Barbatos’s lips are quicker at the edges as he watches his young master.
• You all handwrite the letters and make little trinkets for each brother and the other guests.
• You have a lot of fun, and everyone seems rather pleased about the hand-made gifts.
• Either way, it was a Christmas to remember.
• And soon Diavolo is back to work, but not before bringing you somewhere private, placing a kiss against your forehead, pulling you into a hug and saying, “I finally feel like I have a family again.”

Barbatos

• Oh boy.
• Barbatos doesn’t want to wear the Christmas sweater, afraid it’s not formal enough.
• Doesn’t want to mess around, go Christmas shopping, relax.
• He’s running himself ragged for no reason except feeling the need to do something.
• Christmas in devildom can be quite calm, besides the crowds in stores and the heightening crime rate that brings in a little extra paperwork for Diavolo.
• But all important members of society’s visits that Barbatos is usually preparing for are postponed. Not happening.
• These import people are at home with their families.
• Barbatos has nothing to do, and he’s afraid he’s forgotten something.
• So he is now on break, sitting on your bed in The House of Lamentation, being waited on for the first time in years.
• “Kitten, I assure you, I can get i—”
• “Sit your old fucking ass down, I swear.”
• Barbatos slowly sits back down, eyes widening.
• “Listen. We are going to go downstairs and bake Christmas cookies. And if they’re not perfect, that’s fine. If they burn while we make out, that’s fine. But goshdarnit, dude, chill!”
• Barbatos reddens at that, and laughs a little too.
• “Alright, dear.” He replies, all too amused. He pulls you into a hug.
• When Diavolo and all of Purgatory hall come over, you and Barbatos’s badly decorated cookies are gone with minutes.
• And Barbatos was happy to find that the Christmas presents you helped him pick out for everybody were greatly appreciated.
• “Perhaps I should take breaks more often.”
• “Yeah, dumbass, your other boyfriend and I have been telling you that for months.”
• Cue the eyebrow raise.

Simeon

• Knows what everybody whats before they even write it down on their Christmas list.
• And already has it before then too.
• He is cheeky though, sneaking a little glitter into Lucifer’s gift bag, something sure to annoy the avatar of pride.
• You both spend Christmas mostly hanging out. Watching Christmas movies and talking about childhood memories.
• His are strange compared to yours, but he is an angel, so he grew up… rather different.
• You spend a lot of time with Luke as well, letting him sit on your lap as you tell him stories.
• You both have a lot of fun.
• And, of course, opening the presents are just as fun.
• Watching Lucifer open his, the man’s eyes darting to Mammoth before settling on Simeon.
• Simeon’s sheepish smile back, blinking innocently at the prideful demon across the room.
• Simeon had you at least half in his lap the entire time you were all together, setting his head on your shoulder.
• You all had a lot of fun, laughing and singing.
• Simeon loved this time of year.

Solomon

• This bastard didn’t take a single present seriously.
• He came in with that smirk and hands full of wrapping paper and you knew you were in trouble.
• And then you saw the dozen or so dick-in-a-box that you were sure came from Spencer’s. Did they have a Spencer’s in devildom?
• Of course you had to balance out his chaoticness, and got everyone actual presents.
• Your only worry was Luke, so you were sure to tell Simeon about what Solomon was doing, making up a signal so you could get Simeon to cover Luke’s eyes.
• Simeon just shook his head with a sigh.
• It was funny to watch everyone open the little gag gifts.
• Lucifer looked disgusted. Mammon turned red. Levi just scoffed. Almost wiggled his eyebrows at Solomon. Satan just raised an eyebrow. Beel gave him a hesitant thanks. Belphie just went back to sleep. Diavolo was scarily delighted with the present. Barbatos got so red he could have won a competition against the Christmas lights. And Simeon, Simeon didn’t even open it.
• And of course, Solomon was smirking the whole time.

Things Mc Probably has done in the Devildom Part 8

Mc, Diavolo, Mammon, and Solomon(He is the one recording) in the human world without supervision went like this…The Crackhead quad

Brothers/Dateables Once said Part 1

I would die for them, I would kill for them… Either way, what bliss~

Lucifer,Mammon,Satan,Diavolo,Barbatos,Solomon

Mc Once said Part 7

*In the Royal castle, at the kitchen table*

Mc*In Diavolo’s robe with Diavolo and Barbatos sleeping on their shoulders(your guess why they are so sleepy…), looks up from their d.d.d*Oh, what are you doing here the ‘sun’ is up

D.K:…

Incorrect quotes #483 The Queen

D.K: I’m an idiot
D.Q:…
Dia:…
Mc:…
Barb:…
D.K:…
D.Q: If you’re waiting for us to disagree, this is going to be a long day honeybear

The Late…Dearly Loved Demon Queen

Aka Dia’s Mama and Late Spouse of the Demon King…I plan to explain my personal headcanons of this beautiful demon lady but decided it is best to wait for tomorrow…But let’s just say…She and Lilith are judging her family for their actions with Mc..and their"head" of their own families…Looking at You Lucifer and Demon King…

She wants to slap her husband…but you beat her to it…

Things Mc Probably has done in the Devildom Part 6

Mc: ALL WOMAN ARE QUEENS! (Looking at you thirteen,lilith-even you maggie)

D.K:IF SHE BREAATHS SHE A THOOOOOOOOT!ARRRRGH!!

Dia:…it’s nice to see them bond*Was put to watch them…to make sure they don’t kill one another*

Diavolo x reader 

nsfw - ‘sin’ blurb mini series - gn!reader

Diavolo had friends, true friends, but he craved a different kind of companionship. So when you came along, a tiny human who seemed to not be afraid of anyone or anything, and started to joke around with him and not address him formally and invite him to outings even if you knew he wouldn’t be able to come, well..he fell quickly. And despite being a Prince- the Prince of his kingdom, he was desperate and he showed it. The inconspicuous tugs at your clothing was telling and despite being in the middle of a very formal ball where he was very much the ‘guest of honor’, he was desperate to leave, even just for a moment, just so he could get a piece of you. He usually ended up getting what he wanted, even if you were scolding him all the while : A random room in his castle is where you both ended up, on the floor, you on his lap. Diavolo was whining,begging you; not for anything specific, just for you- he wanted to feel you, your touch, your mouth- anything! He’d get down on his knees if he could but you started to grind down on his lap and he keened, molding into you. His mouth was opened in a pant and his cheeks flushed hearing you smugly tell him he’d get in deep trouble with Barbatos later. And he knew that, fuck he knew he’d get scolded for hours but his focus was on you and the way your brows were furrowed and the way you moaned quietly and suddenly his brain registered your earlier words and registered the way his butler’s name came out of your mouth while you were panting and now there’s a tugging sensation in his gut and he’s bucking up into you wildly; but he promises you’ll both be back at the party in 5 minutes, he swears, but you don’t believe him and neither does he.

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I’m very tired (literally sat at my desk and studied all day). Went out into society once. Thought about this and wanted to get it out of my head. 

These are random headcanons (NSFW + SFW) about various pairs/match-ups and how they interact with you. Please keep in mind that I am only on chapter 21 so I don’t know anything in the game beyond that. 

No Luke because Luke is a baby

Pairs in this part: Diavolo + Lucifer, Beel + Belphie, Satan + Levi 

Future pairings under consideration: Solomon + Asmo, Mammon + Lucifer, Lucifer + Simeon (maybe), Simeon + Solomon (maybe), Barbatos + Solomon, Satan + Asmo, Levi + Asmo (biiiig maybe)

NOT SAFE FOR WORK. MINORS DNI. This is not a minor-friendly piece.

Lucifer + Diavolo (AKA: The Ultimate Sugar Daddy Pair)

• I’m torn between saying both of them will be dominant in bed. I lowkey see Lucifer being (mostly) dominant and Diavolo being the fluffier one that ravages instead of dominates.
• Diavolo doesn’t want to seem hard and dominant since he’s really playful and considerate at heart. He wants some levity and gentleness in the bedroom. 
• 100% a voyeur. Loves to watch Lucifer dominate you. This strokes something deep–literally ancient, almost instinctual–in him and makes him give big, bassy purrs. 
• Humans are just so delicate and soft and there’s something delicious in the contrast of being at the mercy of a demon
• Not super big into roleplay but agrees with Lucifer that the secretary/butler/maid angle has its appeal.
• Diavolo is the king of aftercare, beats Lucifer to it, and often has gentle sex with you after Lucifer is finished. Gives lots of shoulder kisses.
• On rare days they switch roles; sometimes Lucifer wants to be exhausted and let you dom him. Sometimes Diavolo has had a particularly stressful day and wants to exercise pent up feelings
• Lucifer is big on fucking you against the wall or on other surfaces around the room.
• Diavolo likes to put you in various presses/positions where you’re spread open and he watches your body take him
• Diavolo is also the secret hoarder of anything that has your scent on it. It’s a nesting thing that his brain demands he do and he keeps trying to find places to hide bits of clothing. Barbatos usually finds them and cleans them. If Barbatos finds them, Diavolo is SUPER embarrassed and all of you have to accept that item is never coming back.
• Lucifer prefers light bondage scenarios and Diavolo thinks you look very pretty wrapped up in silk
• Both of them get hard pretty quickly if you address them by their title (lord, highness, etc.)
• Lucifer is big on overstimulation but Diavolo is just as big on physical marking. Mostly a suckler and DEFINITELY a grabber.
• Diavolo is most likely to try to have sex with you in a public or semi-public place and will DEFINITELY fondle you under the table and act like he’s doing nothing at all.
• You will be spoiled rotten, fiercely protected, and have to plan out your rendezvous because it takes at least 3 days to recover
• Diavolo is totally down for fooling around when he’s supposed to be getting dressed. Lucifer is quick to point out any flaws in his appearance once you two are finished. 
• If Lucifer is running late to a meeting because you two were fooling around, Diavolo gives him a pass but “wants to address this privately” with both of you at a later date
• Diavolo has definitely convinced you to suck Lucifer off under the table just to see how the first-born reacts. It was quite amusing to him. 

Beel + Belphie:

• You were probably intimate with Beel first when he brought up that the perfect scenario would be living with you and Belphie. Sharing you with Belphie. You thought he meant in a cute way, like living with him. You didn’t know he meant like that.  
• For the longest time Belphie didn’t actually do anything. You thought he was giving Beel space. Neither of you knew he’d watch sometimes when you two were rolling around on the bed. He didn’t really mean to, but the smell of you ripped him out of a dead sleep
• Beelzebub only realized Belphie might like you when the two started having ‘certain dreams’. Beel made him talk it out with you to make the dreams go away (boy was getting tired of rubbing one out every time the dreams happened).
• When you were open to it, Beel wanted to buzz with joy.
• Belphie mostly watches, touching himself and asking Beel to hold you certain ways. He likes to see you in very open, exposed positions. 
• Beelzebub subconsciously folds himself arounds you and tries to be as close as possible when having sex
• When Beel undresses you, Belphie drags himself over to cuddle in what warmth you give. Sometimes he says it’s to keep you from getting cold. This is just his excuse to play with your nipples and trace along your skin as Beelzebub pays attention to the rest of you
• Belphie’s favorite thing to do is keep you quiet (usually with lazy kisses) as Beelzebub sucks you off/eats you out
• Belphie is DEFINITELY into weirder stuff than Beel. No one knows how he finds things to try. You and Beel think he gets pieces of Asmo’s memories or is more susceptible to Asmo’s dreams.
• If female, Belphie’s goal is to make you squirt and when Beel sees it happen for the first time, his tongue gets super long and he whines like he’s starving. You get some demon noises.
• Beel has a size kink and Belphie has a scenting kink. He wants you to rub your pretty self all over his favorite things. 
• Belphie wants you to suck hi off while Beel goes down on you. When this happens he doesn’t last long
• Beel usually discourages Belphie’s dirty talk. Doesn’t want you to feel like an object. Sometimes it hits him right, but usually he spends any downtime making sure you know that he and Belphie love you
• If Belphie wants to do any light choking, he has to do it when Beel isn’t in the room. Beel doesn’t like to see him do it.
• Belphie has definitely spanked you with his tail and Beel is more than happy to massage the pain away (usually starts a round with Beel)
• Beel needs to hear verbal confirmation from both of you before he lets Belphie put you to sleep and wake you up with sex. Consent is big for both of them.
• You and Belphie cuddle together when Beel goes down for a midnight snack. By the time he gets back, Belphie’s usually rutting against you or has one hand in your underwear, the other over your mouth to keep you quiet. Beel is happy to clean you up. 
• Once Belphie gets your permission, he exploits the HELL out of giving you dirty dreams so you wake up needy. Sometimes you snuggle/rut against the brothers and sometimes you’re physically waking them up and begging for release. You curse Belphie and he finds it HILARIOUS. 

Satan + Levi

• A very unlikely pair. No one’s really sure how this happened. You think Levi went to Satan about a “hypothetical concerning a crush” and Satan figured out he was talking about you. Smarty Pants went straight to the source and asked if you liked one of them better (or if you would consider both of them). Problem solved
• Both of them are shy once their walls are down (behind closed doors) but Satan has a smidge more confidence and tends to come off smug. In Levi’s brain that means confident
• Satan comes around to the idea of roleplay. It was as easy as “they have cat cosplays.”
• These nerds straight up pull out human anatomy books and ask you to lay down while the figure stuff out. Satan takes notes
• Levi has a HOST of stuff he’s seen in anime and wants to know if it’s possible. He and Satan ponder this over books and the notebook of notes about you
• Satan is like Solomon in the way that he would incorporate spells or potions in the bedroom. Some of Levi’s fantasies will definitely come true.
• It took Levi FOREVER to work up the courage to do stuff with his tail and Satan was 100% for that. Never knew that would do it for him, but do it again.
• Levi won’t admit to liking overstimulation (on himself and you receiving) but Satan will admit to a great love of overstimulating you
• Both have a mutual love for thigh highs and Satan wants you to ride his thigh into oblivion. Levi likes to watch that
• If you wear skirts, it’ll be a freaking race to see who’s hands are under there first. They both LOVE skirts.
• Satan makes Levi more confident in the bedroom and every now and then Satan gets a glimpse of that unquestioned presence fit for a naval genius. It always shakes him because Levi spends so much time being an innocent, reclusive dork that he forgets Levi doesn’t fall far from the kinky dominating tree.
• Levi is in charge of ordering the toys and always gets first dibs when using them on you. Satan watches.
• Satan’s talent for setting up pranks can be applied to setting up some pretty kinky designs. Levi will watch that shit all day long
• If Levi’s got you hooked up in one of those designs, Satan has the remote. He’ll try to read a book and chide you or change the settings if you get too loud. Or if he just wants to be a dick.
• It’s a good thing Levi has so many pillows because Satan’s constantly edging you, teasing you and telling you to be quiet. Makes you bite the pillows.
• Levi likes to see you get spanked. Appreciates any jiggle physics.
• Sometimes Satan gets sappy and says something thoughtful and beautiful and Levi just goes “LOL, simp.”
• Once finished, both of them will tangle their tails around you and try to pet you with them

These are just my personal idea of jealous traits demons might show. This is general and a precursor to the actual jealous demon bros headcanons I’m working on.

All under the cut just because I’m not 100% sure what’s going to come out of it. Potential for NSFW.

Biggest takeaway: jealous demons are like big angry cats + some aspects of their representative animals (in the case of the bros).

Some bros get individual blurbs, some are together because they express similar traits. Just did what I felt like.

I am aware that Levi is technically represented by a sea serpent but I elected to simply give him serpent traits. 

This got unexpectedly long so I’m making a part 2 right after. That part will have Satan, Asmo, Beel and Belphie.

Note: you will see some of these exact points in the actual ‘Jealous Demon Bros Headcanons’ that I’m working on. I felt like I just have to get some of this general behavior out first for some of those to make sense. 

The jealousy of a demon and the signs they give largely depend on their lineage.

Royal Blood Demons (AKA: Diavolo)

Those of royal blood are especially prone to losing control of any eye- or mind-based magic. This is incredibly dangerous as their royal blood puts them a cut above the rest; they may unconsciously hypnotize the perceived ‘threat’ into a state of full-body temporary subservience (“zombification”) or unleash subtler magic that inspires headaches or seconds-long loss of motor function. Demons of royal lineage may find themselves physically heating up or sweating; those naturally inclined to fire magic will lose control of it or find themselves able to use it without incantation until they feel more in control of the situation.

It is not uncommon for their mouths to flame or spark when they speak. They may also hiss smoke.

The biggest issue for demons of Royal Blood is a decrease in higher-level thinking. Those of Royal Blood are prone to devolving into more feral tendencies so they may engage in sparring and will not be able to contract their claws until they are comforted. They will most likely lose their ability to speak, instead going back to demon tongue. Some have reported self-harmonizing where the demon speaks in three tones at once; this indicates they are deep into feral tendencies as demon tongue eventually evolved into singular tones to emulate human speech. When in a feral state, the demon would much rather just whisk their preferred person (platonic or romantic) away from the perceived threat instead of fight and this is allegedly to preserve whatever that relationship may be and to get that person out of fighting range.

A feral royal is best handled by surrounding them with the scent of their preferred person; romantic partners will be able to quell a demon faster than platonic partners. Favorite items are suggested as they will try to 'hoard’ the physical person and may squeeze them a bit too tight once they have them (especially those of naga lineage). Enough time with the scent will eventually calm the demon. If the demon is too wound up, it is in a demon’s nature to hunt and one simply has to take an item of their preferred person and sprint to wear them down.

Avian Lineage (AKA: Pride, Greed)

The biggest issue demons with avian lineage experience is wing stiffness. This is usually because they are trying to make a showy display of their wings for the potential mate or to make themselves look ominously bigger to the offending threat. In general, the wings of avian demons are used extensively when jealous. Most jealous demons will bristle or air box with with their wings to indicate they are willing to physically pummel those that make them jealous.

There have been reports (allegedly about the second-born, Avatar of Greed) that they will lure their target into a state of calm and “punch” them with a wing unexpectedly. These are rumors, of course. 

While the Avatar of Pride has never been recorded “wing punching” someone, it is said the rustle and bristle of his feathers can be heard from quite a distance and those who hear would be smart enough to keep their distance. 

When jealous those of avian lineage will have ‘picking’ habits but this may range from pointed comments to physically pinching those they dislike when they think they can get away with it. Lesser demons with avian lineage have been known to ‘pick’ (steal) things from those they hate and hoard them for some unknown satisfaction. It is unclear if the elder Avatars do this.

As they begin to edge into jealous behaviors those of avian lineage may lose their voice or have their speech taken over by “chirps” or “squawks” that still suffice as demon tongue. This speech will remain until they’re calm.

Some demons will make obnoxious noises or go out of their way to talk over those they deem a threat to their potential interest. If a jealous avian-like demon is in a committed relationship, they will wear and show off something of their partner’s to send a message to other interested avian-demons. The partner is expected to do the same.

Other signs of jealousy depend on the specific bird. The Avatars are very private and it is alleged that the Eldest, who is associated with the Peacock, exhibits these behaviors:

• Deadly stares that span vast distances and make the target distinctly aware that they are the one being looked at.
• He has, on occasion, ‘hoarded’ a brother under a wing to separate them from those he deems questionable. It doesn’t matter how many wings it takes, he will keep them by his side. They have been lightly slapped with said wing if they try to escape before he deems it safe.
• Lucifer is prone to isolate himself similar to that of a Peacock and instead wishes those he’s interested in to come to him. Once they give him a private audience, he will be especially engaging and aims to keep them in his area as long as possible
• If jealous, it is highly believed he will dart up to the offender and attempt to chase them off or levy a challenge of continuing their intrusion if they best him in combat. If they win, they will be tolerated but are still probably in danger.
• The eldest does not peck. He may, however, jab you with a pen or the nearest sharp object if you are the focus of his jealousy
• In times of jealousy it is alleged that he lets off steam by clawing up little dummy sacks/dummy bodies. This isn’t abnormal as demons do have tearing tendencies, but no one has seen it in person.
• If Lucifer’s jealousy has not yet made him prone to avian behaviors, it is said that he will cast a variety of curses because he is especially proficient in them.  

Signs of jealousy in the Avatar of Greed are a little more known but no one knows for sure how true these are. Such is the nature of Majolish gossip and the world he runs in. Strangely, the brothers will not confirm or deny anything about one another. 

• Mammon will dress himself more fashionably or with shinier objects to attract attention
• Unlike his elder brother, Mammon does not isolate. Instead he likes to be amongst the people and keep an eye on the target. He heavily enjoys spending time with his ‘precious’, whether it is platonic or romantic.
• He doesn’t get especially warm when angry, but he will hiss and squawk more
• His impulsiveness and risky behavior may increase at random when he hyperfocuses on his ‘precious’. Some call this a “bird brain” moment. This could result in being silly but more often leads to him making threats of thing that aren’t and causing fights.
• Exhibits scratching behaviors; digging his nails into things or writing very hard on papers. Would do well to scratch on something to relieve the tension. May lose control of his claws at times. This may be directly tied to corvid tendencies of attacking with their talons. He is priming his “talons”. 

Serpentine Lineage (Avatar of Envy)

There are not many serpentine demons on the Devildom census. It is unclear whether the breed is dying out or simply refuses to answer the census. They are, allegedly, a very private breed. Jealous behaviors of serpentine demons include:

• Being extra clingy with their chosen one, especially if that chosen one is warm blooded. 
• If their chosen one also has a tail, they may knot their tails together
• When jealous their eyes may taken on a brighter color or change shape. If they get mad enough, they will lose aspects of their vision and instead navigate by heat and smell. It is unclear if they go ‘blind’ at this point or if their eyes look cloudy
• Their teeth will elongate and may make speaking difficult or impossible. Serpentine demons are very prone to biting when jealous
• When jealous, those capable of producing poison can produce it freely. This gland is overactive in jealousy and they may secrete it without wanting to. It changes the taste in their mouth and causes them to spit/hiss more than they would. The effect of the poison depends on the demon’s lineage.
• Jealous demons with serpentine heritage may find their skin drier and may scratch as their jealousy increases
• If offended in their jealousy, they will isolate themselves. They may attempt to build a fort they can slither into since it keeps them low to the ground, is narrow, and they can coil as they wish.
• Demons with serpentine tendencies don’t usually fight the offender but will if the offender does not back off of what they deem their ‘territory’
• Be wary of overactive tails with jealous serpentine demons; when jealous they will have better controls over their tails.
• It has also been said their tales ‘have a mind of their own when in anger’, they should not be approached as the reach of their tail is typically far greater than that of their demon limbs.

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[WIP] F!MC x Diavolo || smut

“Hello, Lord Diavolo! You needed me for anything?” you ask, hearing Barbatos slowly close the office’s door.

“Oh, please, MC, I’ve told you before, just Diavolo is fine!” the demon prince smiled brightly at you, a glint of mischief in his eyes as he got up from his desk. “We’re friends, right?”

Watching as the taller man walked in your direction, you looked around, feeling the atmosphere around the both of you slightly change. ‘Oh, so that’s what he wanted’ you think to yourself, you and Diavolo have had your “special meetings” before, but never on such short notice.

Hearing a low rumble come from his throat, your eyes locked with his again, moving yourself a little closer to his figure.

“I’m bored, MC… do you think you could help me?” he leaned into you slightly, whispering right next to your ear. You could feel the slight cologne smell already sticking to your clothes.

“Sure, what would you need, my Lord?” he lets out another growl at the nickname, hands falling to your hips, squeezing them lightly as he pulls them closer to his.