The Beel perfume came in and it smells amazing. I thought for sure it’d smell like shit bc it’s like a novelty thing but I’m pleasantly surprised. I put the listing description below so you can read how it’s described.
Top notes: Orange, Clove, Cinnamon
Middle notes: Rosemary, Cumin, Cedarwood, Muguet
Last notes: Patchouly, Vanilla, Vetiver, Amber
Obey Me!
Beelzebub
Fragrance
A carefree fragrance that blows through innocence
A casual ambery note that springs to life
From the top note of juicy orange layered with the stimulation of clove, through the middle note of astringent rosemary, to the warm last note of amber.
The powerful scent is a sturdy tone brought about by spices and woody.
However, the strong atmosphere is overlaid with a sense of transparency, and there is a hint of innocence in the air, reminiscent of eyes with innocent wishes.
This fragrance is dedicated to the big-hearted, hungry sixth man, and evokes a sense of familiarity and purity.
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: VERY light spoilers in reference to something in lessons 20-40, but the spoiler itself isn’t anything major at all. Reader has some academic pressure on them, but nothing too major!
Word Count:.8k+
Summary:With Finals Week just around the corner, there were two things Beel was absolutely sure about: that you were being completely and utterly overworked, and that you need a snack in your system ASAP.
Authors Note:Not to pat my own back or anything - but this is just so cute, that I could burst. Beel is my third favorite behind Lucifer and Mammon, so I’m glad I could finally write for him! <3
Preparing for Finals Week was an absolute nightmareto your schedule.
It wasn’t anything like finals week at your human world college, and up there, you didn’t have Lucifer to ride your ass and press you about getting grades high enough for Diavolo’s standards. However, you couldn’t exactly blame Lucifer much when Lord Diavolo himself was the one who decided to hold you to a higher standard than usual. Not only did that mean that Lucifer was beyond serious about your studying habits, but that also meant that most of your free time was spent with Satan with your head buried in a textbook learning about everything from seductive speechcraft to potions.
That’s how you ended up at the dinner table, with your head literally buried in a textbook as you slept soundly against the pages.
“I don’t think I’ve seen anyone besides your twin fall asleep at the dinner table like this,” Satan crossed his arms at you from the dining room entrance. “Perhaps I may have given them too many readings for today.”
From Beel’s point of view, it looked like you had fallen asleep reading Devildom Law 101 - and anyone in their right mind would fall asleep reading something so boring. “Well, you have been pushing them extra hard lately…”
Satan scoffed at that. “I’m not pushing them at all. It’s Lucifer and Diavolo that’s pushing them, I’m just the one making sure they don’t fail and reign in Lucifer and his shitty punishments. They should be thanking me if anything.”
While that was true, Beel didn’t like that at all. He could see how overworked you were, and that made him sad. He could see clear as day that you were exhausted, and when you’re tired and overworked, you don’t have time to eat like you should. It was just yesterday that you missed your afternoon snack with him because you had to study, and that came second on the list of the saddest things he has seen this week - the first, seeing your exhausted form drooling over the most boringsubject he’s ever had the displeasure of taking.
“I think they would like a break,” Beel decided, frowning as your position changed slightly even though you remained asleep. “I’m going to take them to get some food. Y/N is human, and they need to eat.”
“Yeah, do that,” Satan agreed, turning to walk away now. “But then they need to read - just because I agreed that I gave them a lot of readings doesn’t mean I don’t want it done.”
Beel sighed at that, half-tempted to lie through his teeth to you and tell you that Satan canceled your readings. But that would only do more harm than good.
But what he coulddo for you was give you a little break at Madam Scream’s. It was a necessity, actually.
Beel quietly walked toward you, careful not to wake you before he could do it his own way. Once you were within arms reach, he reached his hand out to settle against the top of your head, fingers carefully folding into your hair. Even he couldn’t deny the simple pleasure of something so soft and sweet.
With that, he softly patted your head - so softly, like you would break if you patted it any harder. Head pats for working so hard, because you were nothing if not dedicated, but also heat pats for being you. Head pats for looking so sweet with his hand on your head. Head pats for no reason at all - head pats, just because.
Once you began to stir into consciousness, Beel switched from head pats to stroking the back of your head, but not without loss of his gentle touch.
“H-Huh?” you yawned, your eyes fluttering open to the worn-down, almost yellow pages of the Devildom Law book you were reading. It was then that you noticed the smallest bit of drool pooling at your lips, and you pouted. Gross. Your disgust quickly turned into comfort, however, once you registered Beel’s presence, as well as his adoring little strokes against the top of your head. “Beel?”
“Y/N?” Beel’s smile at you was just as kind as his touch. “You looked just like Belphie just now.”
You laughed. “I bet I did… but Satan would be pissed if he found out I fell asleep.”
“Don’t worry about that,” Beel was quick to dismiss that idea, and he wasn’t going to be the one to break the news to you. “Let’s worry about getting a snack. I’ve been dying to get my hands on a no-bake Hellfire Cheesecake since my last one about fifteen minutes ago. Wanna come get another one with me, pumpkin?”
Beel didn’t miss the way your cheeks turned crimson. “Do you think that’d be okay?”
He patted your head again softly. “Of course. Let’s go take a break, okay? When we come back, we can study together. I could use some help in Devildom Law, too.”
Now there’s an offer you couldn’t refuse for anything.
With that, you grinned up at Beel and closed your textbook. You scooted out of your chair and joined Beel at his right side as you made a beeline for the door.
Maybe preparing for Finals Week isn’t the worst thing in the world.
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
I wanna do a post where i make a list of comfort headcanons, oneshots etc. from different writers because we all get sad and want to read comfort fanfic and to make it easier for people i want to make post in which you can get yourself some comforting demons boys. So send me links (just dm me) with your favorite comfort fics and i’ll put them on the list.
(Please also look and see if the post you send me is already in the list)
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 ❤
