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Dear Asmo,
I couldn’t help but notice you came home last night quite late. Before you ask, yes, I was waiting for you to come home. I was near the kitchen, though you never sensed my presence as you rushed to your room. I couldn’t help but worry, seeing how you immediately locked yourself in, not even joining us for breakfast this morning.
I suppose I must take a moment to thank Satan for this quill that is writing down as I speak, since we both know that Lucifer wouldn’t let me leave even a second later than usual. Stupid peacock… Anyways, I just want you to know that I’m here for you.
By the time you read this, I and the others will be at RAD, but I’ll make sure to get back home soon, okay? Please don’t neglect yourself and eat the food and drink the water I’ve set along with this (Beel won’t be able to eat any because of the charm I’ve placed, so don’t even try it.)
I care about you, a lot. Your brothers do too, although some (like a certain peacock) don’t really say it out loud. We all love and adore you, so please don’t hide away from us. We do need our daily dose of Asmo, you know?
I’ll bring some sweets from Madam Devian’s on my way home for us to share. If there’s anything else you want, just message me and I’ll get it, alright? I love you Asmo, I’ll see you later~
Your favorite human, Ice.
P.S. If you don’t mind, let me know who dared to make you cry. I’d love to have a chat with them about the cancellation of their subscription to life <33
lucifer - his mark only comes with trust. he places it on your shoulder, right on the outside, where he usually puts his hand when you need his reassurance. he gets the appeal of more provocative or convenient placements, but the placement is a reminder of his support. he doesnt want you to forget it.
mammon - his, to some surprise, ends up right between your shoulder blades. its centered around your spine, spreading outwards towards your shoulders and lower back. to mammon, this spot can be quite tender. yes, when he’s excited or proud, it’s where he gives you a congratulatory smack on the back. but its also where he likes to leave soft, breathless kisses. he spends hours there, mapping out your back with his lips. seeing his pact mark there fills him with a smug (but appreciative) feeling.
levi - his mark finds its home on your thigh. right on the front of it, smack in the middle. he likes it there because it can be secretive and covered up, but when you wear shorts and skirts, it can be shown off. he likes it when you show off his mark; it reassures him that you are proud and happy to be associated with him. when you sit next to him, sometimes he rests his hand over it, just to feel the warmth of the mark and your body.
satan - he is very purposeful about his pact mark placement. satan spends plenty of time thinking about where he’d want it to go, where you might like it to go. he gets an idea during one of the times he reads to you. you sit on the other end of the couch, your legs in his lap, and he rests his free hand on your ankle while he reads. he decides to put your mark there, right where he drums his fingers.
asmo - despite his placement’s rather suggestive connotations, asmo’s choice comes from a place of support. he puts his mark on your hip, right where it can be covered by underwear or swimwear if you wish. he uses it as a reminder of highly he thinks of you and your body, no matter what issues or insecurities you may have. when you look at it in the mirror, asmo wants you to think of him, and to treat yourself with the love he has for you. (he also thinks its really hot lmao)
beel - his mark is set on your abdomen, between the crests of your ribcage. its easily covered up, and beel doesn’t mind much whether you want to show it off or not. but he likes holding you around your middle, kissing your stomach and chest, and gently poking you there to get your attention. no other spot would do.
belphie -at first glance, belphie doesn’t seem to care where his mark goes. he carries an indifference about it. but once it’s placed on your chest, in the space under your collarbone, you realize how much he did think about it. when he sleeps on you, he rests his head right where the pact mark is. he wanted to mark his napping spot, and it will forever make you think of sleepy mornings wrapped up in belphie.
Synopsis: Beating Lucifer in a sword fight because little did he know, they’ve been privately trained in combat for years prior to being kidnapped! A little something inspired by Rowdy’s (@rowdysketches)Pirate au for OM! in Daikon’s server! Enjoy~
Lucifer and his brothers were skilled pirates, having spent much of their youth plundering the high seas and striking fear in the hearts of everyone who heard of them. The brothers were just as talented as eccentric they were. Mammon had an uncanny ability to find treasure, no matter how well hidden. Levi was a natural sailor, leading most of the crew to believe he carried ocean water instead of blood in his veins. Satan’s knowledge of the trade routes and the ships using them had been what made so many of their exploits fruitful. Asmo could be compared to a siren, his soothing voice and delicate physique fooling many greedy, filthy merchants into crashing their ill-earned money right into their hands. Beel was the strongest fighter they had onboard, and Belphie took care of any prisoners they had to extract directions or other information from. And Lucifer?
Lucifer was the best captain and the swordsman the Ship of Lamentation had ever had.
Which was why the metallic sound that rang across the room, courtesy of his sword which now lay on the ground, startled him and the audience. Garnet eyes looked up to meet those of the one responsible. Familiar eyes, that had for some unfathomable reason haunted him in his dreams, held what he recognized as pride. “I win,” they mumbled breathlessly, their chest heaving slightly from the fast paced fight that had ended moments ago.
Maybe they had seen his disbelief on his face, for as they sheathed their sword and lent a hand to help him up, they explained, “I was taught swordsmanship by the best swordspersons on the continent. I’m glad all of that didn’t go to waste.” They ended their sentence with a grin and a cheeky wink, making Lucifer suppress a grin. Truly, they were something else.
Lucifer watched them carefully as they suddenly seemed to realize that they had become the centre of attention, their head bowing down slightly as a hand came up to rub the back of their neck. Despite being promoted to Lucifer’s right-hand person (a role previously held by Mammon, who was surprisingly not too huffy about his demotion), it seems they still got shy every now and then. A quick glance from their captain had the crew going back to their work, and soon, they were left alone.
Lucifer let out a chuckle, making the royal look up to him. “What’s so funny?” they asked.
“What is funny is that it seems you have forgotten what you said before.”
Their cheeks darkened slightly, and Lucifer once more had to suppress the urge to reach out and pinch them, see if they would turn even darker. “T-that was just- you can forget about that!” they squeaked out. What had possessed them to challenge Lucifer to a duel for captaincy, they would never understand. Maybe it was the way he’d taken a joke too seriously? Or maybe it was the rage that threatened to burn them from the inside out when he insinuated that their hands wouldn’t possibly be able to hold, let alone swing a sword.
But now they had defeated the captain in a mock-duel. If it was a real one, it would have ended with him being killed, but thankfully the two weren’t on opposing sides. And according to the agreement, he would have to give up his position as captain to them.
“You beat me fair and square. And I’m not one to go back on my word,” saying so, Lucifer got down on a knee in front of them and held out a hand to them, a silent gesture for them to offer one of their own. Holding their hand, he pressed a gentle kiss to the back of it, smirking when he heard a tiny gasp. “I look forward to the bright future we will have under your captaincy, MC.”
Content Warning: LESSON 16 SPOILERS - Mentions of Belphie killing Reader, and Reader still has some ill feelings towards him, the entire incident, and how the brothers just sort of brushed it off. Light angst, but mostly fluff! Asmo has one suggestive line, but that’s about it.
Word Count:1.2k+
Summary: You and Asmo spend a relaxing in-home spa day together, but not without a much needed exchanging of words after what happened with his younger brother just less than a week ago.
Authors Note: Sorry for the delay in this, but I hope everyone had a good week and New Year!
“And… there you go, my dear!” Asmo beamed at you with the softest grin ever known, officially done applying the new facial cleanser he got to your skin. “How does it feel, hon? Just like the beautiful and perfect Avatar of Lust’s skin, right? The reviews about it were just raving, and I just hadto get it for myself! And you get to try it for free! How exciting, isn’t it?”
You returned the same smile to him and said, “Of course, I couldn’t ask for anyone more perfect. Thank you so much!”
“Oh, hon!” Asmo laughed, leaning in to kiss your forehead tenderly. “I would do anything for you, you know. Now, can I please paint your nails? I want us to match, I have more of the color I’m using!”
“I would love nothing more, Asmo.”
At that, Asmo softly squealed and got up to go get some of his nail polish. During his absence, you couldn’t help but be grateful to have someone as sweet and attentive in your life as him - especially during one of the worst times of your life. It had barely been a week since your incident with Belphie - and being literally killed isn’t something you get over so quickly. To put it lightly, it was hard to pretend you were okay, and most of the brothers seemed to have moved on from the event like it was a typical Tuesday. They’d try to make casual conversation with you at dinner like absolutely nothing had changed, they expected you to hangout in the common room with them all the time - and worse? They expected you to sit in the same fucking roomas him and act like everything was okay, even if it was far from it.
Asmo, however, has been a godsend for you since the beginning. He never expected you to put on a fake smile and pretend like you were happy, and was completely compassionate about the entire situation. That’s why you’ve been spending all of your time with him - and this is why you were sitting cross legged on his bed, waiting for him to come back with the nail polish. With all things considered, you truly couldn’t ask for a better night.
“Oh, you’re just going to look so lovely with this nice shade of pink, don’t you agree, my love?” Asmo cooed, sitting back on the bed with you now and positioning himself in front of you. “Hand out, please!”
You quickly obeyed, holding out your hand for Asmo as he grabbed it and set it down on his own leg. And with that, Asmo started painting your nails - gently and with the most feather-light touches. It was so easy to get lost in his touches - after all, his title as the Avatar of Lust wasn’t taken lightly. Even when he wasn’t trying to seduce you, to be in his presence was to be comforted and loved. Being with Asmo was easy if you needed it to be, but also ethereal during the most surreal of circumstances. He was warmth and love wrapped into one, and it was incredibly easy to forget that he’s actually one of the most feared beings in all of the three realms.
“Hey… Y/N?” Your trailing thoughts were quickly interrupted by Asmo, who you hadn’t even noticed had stopped painting your nails at only the third one. When you looked at him, his eyes were steady on your hand, but his hand was slightly trembling as it held yours.
“Y/N… you know, when Belphie…” Asmo hesitated on his words, taking a second to swallow them down. “When… when youdied… you have no idea how much that hurt me, to see you like that. Completely lifeless, absolutely no sparkle left in your eyes… I couldn’t stand it, Y/N. I hated it more than anything!”
You sucked in a breath, not exactly sure how to even respond to that. Where did this come from? “Asmo…”
Asmo couldn’t even bring himself to look into your eyes as he spoke. “I thought I lost you forever… and that’s crazy to think about, am I right? I’ve only known you for what feels like a second, but… the idea of being without you made me angry. It made me more angry than anything else in the world! I never want to be without your praises, your soft touch, your warm smile, or the way you look so stunning with your hand holding mine… Y/N… It made mewant to die right alongside you.”
As he spoke, you watched a tear drop from Asmo’s face and onto one of your freshly polished nails. You gasped at that.
You wanted to comfort him, or say anythingreally - but what could you possibly say to that?
What Asmo did next shocked you to your very core. Softly, and with the most genuine care you’ve ever known, he softly flipped your hand around and held it so that your inner wrist was facing him, pressing his index and middle finger to your wrist. “Your heartbeat… it’s like music to my ears, dear. Never in my existence have I found a human’s heartbeat to be amongst my most favorite of things, but your heartbeat comes third only to me and you yourself, hon.”
Asmo softly pressed into your wrist and smiled as he checked your pulse. “A perfectly healthy heartbeat, just as I expected. I actually read up a little bit about how a human’s heartbeat is supposed to sound, so I’ll know if I’m hearing anything out of the ordinary, okay? But of course… there’s perfectly wonderfulreasons for heartbeats to accelerate, is there not? We might just have to have a little anatomy lesson once you’re feeling better, isn’t that right, hon?”
You smiled at that, not even realizing that you were already crying until you tasted one of your tears on your lips. “Asmo… I… I don’t know what to say…”
When Asmo finally looked up at you, tears were freely falling from his eyes, but the smile on his face was one of the most beautiful things you’ve ever seen. “Tell me, Y/N, that you and I are going to live a long and happy life together! Tell me that you’re not going to go dying around on me anymore, and that you’ll be around to shower me with your love and praise for many more years to come!”
You shook your head in acceptance and laughed. “I love you so much, Asmo. Come here.”
And with that, you pulled him into a bone crushing hug that neither of you ever wanted to free each other from, as you silently cried into each other’s shoulders.
“Y/N… I love you so much.. But, oh, Diavolo! Your nails!” Asmo suddenly gasped, incredibly quick to pull away from you once he remembered what the two of you were even doing in the first place. Asmo grabbed your hand and inspected his progress so far, visibly shuddering when he noticed your smudged paint job. “Oh dear… this simply isn’t going to do, hon. I’m going to have to start from scratch!”
As the two of you sat in complete bliss from each other’s companies, Asmo continued to paint your nails. The rest would come later - for now, it was just you and him.
MC living together with the Brothers and Undateables
Trigger Warning: Mentions of Alcohol
Lucifer
Everything is organised and has its place and when it isn’t in that certain place he gets annoyed and has to put it back
For every piece of furniture there are markings on the floor for where their place is
If you want food and Lucifer is at home he’s making good home made food with a 90% chance because he doesn’t like fast food and knows self made food is healthier
One of his favorite things to do when he has free time is cuddle with you on the couch and watch crime shows while you two argue over who the murderer is (Most of the time Lucifer is right)
You two absolutely have a dog probably a german shepherd
Mammon
Everything is messy and you can’t deny it
There’s money laying around all over the house and only who knows where it is somehow
If you don’t cook he’ll probably only order takeout but if it’s a special evening and he wants to surprise you he tries to make food himself ( He tries his best )
This guy can’t cook but he’s one of the best at mixing cocktails so you always have different types of alcohol at home
One of his favorite things to do in his freetime is spending a whole evening with playing card and board games and he’s very good at it
You two probably have a golden retriever
Leviathan
He’s probably a twitch streamer who plays video games so you have nearly every gaming console you can think of so you hardly can get bored
You two also probably order takeout many times ( sushi or something fish like most of the time )
You have common lights in your house but you never use them let’s be honest most of the time you only have LEDs on so that it isn’t that bright in the house
One of his favorite things to do in his freetime are doing all nighters playinv video games/watching anime with you or having you play with him while he streams
You have many fish tanks around the house and definitely a snake
Satan
You know how is room looks so you already know how the house looks: Books everywhere
If you don’t stop him from doing it there’re probably gonna be many cats lying around the house ( most of them are stray cats )
Cat hair everywhere
The house is always pretty warm and he also likes to keep the light dim and has scented candles around the house
There’s always some music on when you’re at home (probably lofi or classic)
One of his favorite things to do is cuddle with you in your bed and read books while cats are littered around you two
(He also definitely has one of those big arm chairs in which he likes to sit with you on his lap)
Asmodeus
Your house looks so fucking good like everything just lookes like it’s chosen by an interior designer
In every room there’re at least two big plants and one flower plant because plants always look good and are easy to care for if you know how to
The biggest and most comfortable bed you’ve ever seen/felt and let’s be real it’s so comfortable that you literally never want to get up
And also you have a large bathroom with a really big shower and bathtub because yes
At first he pretty much was against lets because they’re dirty but you managed to convince him to get a white rabbit
He loves it when the two of you take a bubble bath together with some music and scented candles while you two do who knows what
Beelzebub
Your house is pretty organised most of the time actually
Most of the time he likes to cook because it’s better for your health instead of ordering fastfood ( But sometimes he just can’t resist getting some )
One of his favorite things to do is bake something with you because it connects two of his most loved things: You and food
He also likes to go jogging with you and the doggs early in the morning and watch the sunrise together
The temperature in your house is more on the warmer side and you have a fireplace for the winter
You have two huskies and a cat and they understand eachother pretty well
Belphegor
Pillows,blankets and clothes everywhere on the floor
Sometimes you will literally walk around the house and nearly accidentally step on him because he was asleep on the floor under a few blankets and pillows
Where you fall asleep together always depends; sometimes it’s the couch sometimes the bed and sometimes even the floor
The light is also pretty dim most of the time because it’s hard to fall asleep with the lights on
One of his favorite things to do is cuddle with you literally anywhere while the two of you watch a random show
You have two rats i don’t make the rules
Diavolo
The house isn’t that organised but you’re able to walk through it without nearly falling every 5 seconds so it’s alright
You two literally just buy what you find interesting so the furniture is completely random chosen and isn’t organised at all
With food everything is pretty chill 1/3 you cook 1/3 he cooks and 1/3 you two order take out
The temperature is more on the cooler side but only in summer and spring in winter and fall it’s warm
One of his favorite things to do with you is building pillow forts and watch a show afterwards and you can fight me on that
I don’t know why but you have a hedgehog like i don’t know why or another exotic pet
Barbatos
The house is pretty organised but he’s not going to be mad at you if you accidentally forget to put something back to where it was before
The house is also more on the cooler side so make sure to get yourself some warm hoodies but don’t worry if he notices you’re cold he will make sure the house gets warm
Most of the time he cooks but he’s also not against you cooking (and if you don’t know how to cook he teaches you if you want to)
One of his favorite things to do is in fall sitting outside early in the morning with a blanket wrapped around you watching the sunrise while there’s still mist hanging in the trees
You two have a crow yes a crow i also don’t know why
Simeon
The house is pretty organised and there’re a lit of windows so that a lot of light can come in
The temperature is also on the warmer side most of the time because it’s comfortable
He loves to cook together with you so you don’t end up arguing over who is going to cook today ( and he also loves to bake with you )
You two always make sure to do am equal amount of chores to make it fair
One of his favorite things to do it bake cookies with you on a winter morning and afterwards eat them with you infront of the fireplace
You definitely at some point got a pet bird because when he saw you looking at it excitedly he couldn’t refuse
Solomon
So i don’t know what to say about this so the house is pretty organised because he uses magic to keep it clean but there’s literally weird things laying all around the house: jars, herbs, candles etc.
Most of the time he let’s his magic do the cooking but when he wants to surprise you he cooks himself
The aesthetic of the house is also more on the darker side (doesn’t mean that it’s all one aesthetic tho) and there’s plants like everywhere because he needs them for his spells
One of his favorite things to do with you is laying on the roof with a blanket and a few pillows at nights while he tells you things about the stars and the stuff he has seen
You have a spider i don’t make the rules or you have a ferret
This little story belongs to my Christmas project, a series of stories leading up to Christmas Eve! Check my Event Masterlist for more information, and have fun!
A/N: this prologue contains quite a few interactions with my MCs CloverandViolet, but they won´t make an appearance in every story.
Devildom was a truly weird place.
The land of the demons knew no sun, no seasons, did not know about many things that were common in the other two realms.
As demons, the citizens tend to be more reckless, more daring as well as more willing to cut your throat if you give them one wrong look.
So maybe, this place was not meant to harbour any warmth to begin with.
But since several months, the Devildom was being visited by five exchange students:
Two angels, and three human beings.
And since then, some things have slowly started to change, or will soon be about to. This was caused by the mere fact that a certain prince found a big liking in the foreign cultures, especially in everything that humans did.
Whether it was establishing new cuisine on his favourite restaurants’ menus, or celebrating festivities that nobody has ever heard of, the Devildom’s prince would not halt to show his likings in their cultures.
And thusly, again, on a cold wintery day, the prince would find himself amazed by yet another of humanities dearest traditions.
Two of the human exchange students, Violet and Clover, were visiting prince Diavolo at his castle to celebrate that they survived another month in the Devildom without getting eaten by some lower demon.
This day, in the last week of November, the first snowflakes were softly swaying in the wind, piling up in gentle little blankets of pure white.
And while Diavolo was having a heated conversation with Violet, Clover was staring out of the window, feeling this little sting called homesickness in her chest.
“… And because Lucifer had fallen asleep at his desk, Mammon and Satan took the chance to sneak inside, trying to not only take a picture of him, but they also wanted to put a voice modifier potion in his coffee!” Diavolo narrated in great amusement.
However, the demon lord’s butler, Barbatos, seemed to have noticed Clover’s averted gaze, as well as her slightly saddened expression.
So, having stood a bit aside the table, he took a step forward to gain her attention.
“Is there something ailing you, Clover?”
Now that the girl was meeting his worried expression, her first impulse was to simply shake it off and put on a smile. But as the other two gave her the same look, she gave a little sigh.
“Hey, uhm…” Clover mumbled, “Lord Diavolo, do you guys celebrate Christmas?” She saw how his eyes grew wider, and feared she might have said something stupid. “I-I mean, you probably don’t, since it’s a Christian tradition and you and church are probably SO not close, but, uhm, it’s December and it’s snowing and I love Christmas, so I… felt a little sad as we probably won’t be celebrating it this year, but… ah, uh… N-nevermind I said anything, this is probably really stupid…”
The demon prince kept his expression, but now Clover noticed the sparkle of excitement in his eyes.
“What is Christmas?” he asked.
“It’s a holiday we celebrate on the 24th of December” Violet explained. “Originally, people celebrate the birth of Jesus Christ, but a lot of families that aren’t Christian are celebrating it nowadays as well. It’s an occasion to get together with your family, and you eat, exchange presents, things like that.”
And so, the girls spend about an hour telling Diavolo everything they knew about Christmas. From the Christmas tree, to Christmas markets to whatever llittle tradition they knew of.
At some point, the girls were reminiscing about their old school days.
“Remember when we did a secret Santa event among our group of friends?” Clover smiled. “You gave me that cool jacket one time!”
“Oh, yeah, I remember!” Violet returned the grin.
Diavolo tilted his head.
“Secret Santa?” he repeated. “I thought that nice man named Santa was the one giving out the presents to children. Is there a secret second Santa that I need to know of?”
The girls gave a little laugh.
“Ah, no, it means we gave each other presents without the recieving person knowing who the present was from. Well, at least right before recieving the present” Violet tried to explain.
Barbatos gave a content nod, having listened in to their stories as well.
“I see…” The butler mumbled. “You were pretending to be Mr. Claus in order to give out presents in secret. But why is the secretiveness a necessity when Mr. Claus is giving out presents on Christmas either way?”
The girls exchanged a glance, slowly regretting that they told the two of them about Santa Claus. They wanted to make a joke and pretend like he exists, but somehow, both, Diavolo and Barbatos, seemed to not have heard the “we TELL the children it’s Santa Claus” - part…
It took some time, in which the demons proceeded to think Santa was real, to explain how a secret Santa project worked.
But once they had finished, Diavolo’s eyes had reached the maximum excitement they could bear.
Rising from his seat, it felt like a little child was beaming a smile at them.
“I want to do a secret Santa!!”
— the next day in the student council room —
“A… What? Diavolo, what are you talking about?”
“Lucifer, don’t tell me you don’t know what a secret Santa is?!” Diavolo gasped in surprise. “It’s a crucial part of Humanity’s Christmas tradition!”
Violet and Clover were hiding their grins. The whole student council of RAD, as well as all the exchange students were called into an emergency meeting by Diavolo. Barbatos had whispered them that, after their visit, the prince had kept talking about Christmas for hours, and now he was about to convince everyone to celebrate it this year.
“We will organise a big poll, and every student of RAD will secretly pick another student that he will then be a secret Santa to. It will be amazing, and a cultural enrichment for us all!” Diavolo kept going after the three humans had given the demons a short explanation of what Christmas is.
“Lord Diavolo, I appreciate the thought… But are you sure it is possible to make the whole school engage in your plan?” Simeon softly chimed in.
“I have to agree” Satan nodded. “I also fear some demons might have difficulties with celebrating a Christian holiday.”
Asmodeus shot Satan a teasing glare from across the room.
“You mean YOU are mad because we’re going to celebrate the birth of that one kid who made trillions of people hate you, huh Satan?”
“Asmo, stop mocking your brother” Lucifer scolded the avatar of lust next to him. However, the oldest then pulled a concerned expression of his own. “However, I must agree, Diavolo. I respect your ideas, but you are trying to work on a scale too big for us to handle.”
The demon prince gave a little sigh, crossing his arms as he was thinking about their words.
“You could be right…” he mumbled.
“Uhm…” Violet spoke up after silence had settled in the room. “Can’t we just do it in a private little group?”
Clover next to her nodded in agreement. “Yeah!” she exclaimed. “just with everyone who’s here right now. It’ll be less complicated that way.”
“Y'all expect me to make someone a present?!” Mammon seemed to have realised just now.
“You’ll get a present in return, you greedy idiot” Levi hissed.
The second oldest kept grumbling some unpleased little comments to himself, but other than that, no-one seemed to be opposed to the idea. Most of them looked like they were looking forward to it… And maybe, a certain little angel child was VERY excited as well.
And even if anyone was against the idea at first, how could one possibly decline when Diavolo seemed to look so overjoyed and happy about the idea alone.
“Then it’s decided!” He announced with sparkling eyes.
“This year, RADs student council and the honorary exchange members will hold a secret Santa Christmas event!”
Concluding this little introduction, the group established the following rules:
the secret Santa is chosen at random and cannot be exchanged with another person
each day, one lucky person would get their present. This order will be drawn by lot as well. The recieving person, however, does not know when he/she will get their present.
you may not tell whom you have to give a present to, and may not spoil anyone who their secret Santa is
have fun and spread love! Merry Christmas!
“… Is that last point really necessary?”
Belphie raised an eyebrow as Clover wrote down the list of rules.
“Yes, yes it is. Christmas is a time of being together, of warmth, and love! I want all of you to really think about a present that will warm the other person’s heart.”
“That’s awfully cheesy…” Lucifer mumbled. “Why can’t I buy something that the person needs? Something efficient and useful.”
“Christmas is not about efficiency!” Clover pouted at Lucifer. “It’s about showing that you care.”
“Sounds nice” Beel smiled. “I’ll try my best.”
“That’s the spirit!” Clover cheered.
The group stared at the list for a little longer, then Satan raised his voice.
“I see difficulties with the second to last rule. How can you guarantee that no one spills their secrets?”
Violet gave a sad laugh. “Yeah, well… You can’t? It kind of happens naturally, there’s always someone who can’t keep the secret.”
We won’t talk about how most of the gazes turned towards Mammon there. We know he’d be the first one to bother you to tell him your secret Santa partner. He’s just an overexcited (and nosy) bean like that.
“But I want it to be a secret!!” Luke whined. “We should all come up with the presents on our own, its way more thrilling that way!”
“My Luke, you’re really enthusiastic about this…” Asmo chuckled.
Then, suddenly, Diavolo stretched out his arm.
“Everyone, place your hand on mine” he ordered.
As everyone obliged, he placed his second hand on top of the tower they have built.
And, wow, believe me that I really, REALLY wanna write “and then they all made a promise to keep their secrets like some kindergarten toddlers :)”
… But I won’t. This is Devildom, so things need a little more pizazz here.
What pizazz?
Well, just the curse that Diavolo put on every single one of them that moment. One that will cause anyone who dares spoiling or spilling any secrets regarding this secret Santa to suffer indescribable pain. That little way-too-extreme Devildom pizazz.
They even got a little curse mark on their hands, which would only be lifted when every last present was handed out.
And while the two human girls and Luke had to process what just happened, Diavolo, again, was all fired up to finally start the secret Santa event now.
So they drew lots…
And what happened the next days, you will find out very, very soon ❤
Thank you for your support!! Pushing aside the pandemic and whatnot, 2021 was actually a pretty decent year for me although the last few months were kinda rough
I’ve achieved many accomplishments and goals this year. I’ve also grown a lot online, more than I ever expected. Again thank you so much!! And I hope to make much more art this upcoming year!
