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I felt bad about my last post being angst, so I decided to do something fluffy. As such the perfect request fell into my hands. Its more of a Fic than a headcanon, but I hope you still like it.

Request: Hello! May I request a Streamer! Levi x MC headcanon? Like Levi shows mc off in his streams and stuff, I love streamers and Levi so the idea of Levi being a streamer is sooo cool to me. Thank you!! -Anon

Levi had been streaming long before your arrival in the Develdom. It was a good way for him to make money without leaving the house. Besides he was doing something he loved at the same time.

Knowing that he could put something out into the world, even if it was just a few late night streams, helped him feel better about himself.

Since your arrival Levi had been talking about you to his chat. initially he just complained about the human transfer student, but once you grew closer he began talking about you like a friend.

Eventually more than that.

The first time he showed you on stream was an accident. You had entered his room to grab something you forgot at your last gaming session. Levi was so focused on defeating the boss he was fighting that he forgot to tell you he was live until you were already in frame.

He apologized several times for not warning you sooner, and triple checked that you were okay with being seen on camera.

After you confirmed that you are in fact okay with being on camera, Levi quickly introduced you to his chat before you left.

However once Levi did discover that you don’t mind joining him on stream, he started wanting you to join him, All. The. Time.

“Hey I’m planning on streaming tonight, wanna watch irl?” “Maybe you could join me in this two player game?” “My chat really likes you, wanna do a Q&A with me?”

The first few times he might be able to convince you that he “Needed” a second player for a game, or that his chat wanted to see you again, but its not that hard to tell he just wants to hang out with you.

One day his chat starts to make ship names for you guys, and Levi cant even read out donations without blushing.

It wont be long before you become a semi-permanent member of Leviathans channel. He thought about convincing you to make your own channel, but decided he’d rather you just be a part of his.

Having you with him in streams really helps to boost his confidence. It means you aren’t afraid to be his friend, even if thousands of people are watching.

Maybe, Just maybe, you don’t think he’s such a yucky Otaku after all.

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Kink:Masochism || Hair-pulling ||Orgy 

Pairing: 7 Demons x MC (F) [Lucifer x MC, Mammon x MC, Leviathan x MC, Satan x MC, Asmo x MC, Beelzebub x Belphegor x MC]. 

Fandom: Obey Me.

Warning: Fingering, Oral (Male and female), vaginal sex,   over-stimulation, breath-play, multiple-partners, spit-roasting, marking, rough-play, internal cum-shot, aphrodisiac. 

Day 14 of  @alloveroliver​.

Including prompts from @xxsycamore​​​

Thank you once more to @theinariakuma​​,@crystal13unny​​ and @andinewton​​​ for beta-ing (You are all angels).

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I’m just back to re-blog this for hitting 3500 followers

Thank you for the support - and if you haven’t checked out part 2 it’s right here (featuring more demons, some angels and a twisted sorcerer, and of course much more smut)

And as a thank you, just enjoy some hot gifs to think visualise as you read!

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Headcanon: Scenting

Mild NSFW, big stranger danger (Satan’s part, marked in work for connivence), Brothers

Male reader

No mentions of female organs, not A/B/O

Prompt: How do demons scent? How does it work with themselves and their mate? A little dive-in from my perspective

This post is purely for fun and my opinion!!!

I’m sorry I’ve been gone for a while but I’m still a student trying to attend college (_ _|||) hope the long post makes up for my absence

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• Scenting is nothing new in the Devildom
• All types of demons, succubi, incubi, and many others use this method of marking their mate
• It’s painless and an easy message to make other demons back off from their mate
• While it is common, the system itself is very fragile
• A demon can easily place their scent on someone else just by being close to them
• The only way to avoid that is a scent mark; a small bite, not too deep, over where the scent glands would be on demons
• The glands themselves are usually placed on the junction of the neck and shoulders but are practically invisible because they’re under the skin
• A scent mark can’t be taken back, so getting or giving one to your mate is a heavy form of intimacy
• A demon’s scent can be implanted by one of two ways; indirect and directly
• Directly being that the demon lays close to you and rubs their face in your shoulder or neck
• Indirectly by wearing or being around things that smell like them like blankets, jackets, or shirts
• When it comes to family, it’s a bit of a different story, but a part of the culture of scenting nonetheless
• This type of bond is very important to demons, so how does a human fit into this?

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“Camera” with Leviathan

summary:[sent 11:39 am] MC, after the panel will you help take my photos?

from this prompt list

You and Leviathan have been preparing for this weekend, it was a smaller convention in its first few years of activity. It was also, in the human world. Not one of the Devildom convention centers that Leviathan was used to, doubling the nerves as well as the excitement jitters as the transport bus pulled from the parking lot to the actual convention hall.

Binging anime series, games, and translated mangas that hadn’t been “properly” released yet on somewhat worrying websites, had been replaced for the two weeks prior to this very outing. Instead, Leviathan would watch any convlog you found acceptable. From old ones from years back of when you first gained the interest to ones of this convention specifically. It was soothing to him, to know the similarities in how humans acted compared to demons and the basic lay out of the vendor’s hall to the makeshift arcade room.

As much as it was helpful, it was also enthralling, having trusted your judgement before his own was a wonderful and perhaps even pogdecision. He loved the different accents, the regional dialects and slang, the reaction of seeing someone’s hero, the voice actors in character to cosplayer, the memes that the human fanbase had picked up instead, and especially how many people actually dressed up rather than going casually.

Of course he was going to wear one of his comfort cosplays to his first human anime convention with you that was already law, written in stone really. Though it was, nevertheless, comforting.

The rest of the bus was filled with people similar to himself and you, yet entirely different from the archetype of the character to the franchise company as a whole but it was never close to full of hate or questionable quip’s at Leviathan’s attire. When he had actually gotten compliments other than your own before even stepping foot to the badge line.

It was something surprising to him especially when his pose had been so stiff, freshly available after having stretched his legs from the cramped condition of the car and how his charms had dug into his side from the seatbelt. Leviathan was already in his habitat despite the clear change from Devildom’s hellish humidity to the chill of the automobile insides.

His shoulders were loose, not as tense as normal, yet still huddled close to you like a lifeline.

Like a better comfort than his head pillow, craning his neck towards you to look at the schedule you had pulled up on your phone.

The day was becoming hazardous as most good con-days were. Trying not to stumble into people’s large wings, not getting caught by a loose dress layer to the escalator, having to send the quick and mistyped version of “where are you” after getting lost from going to different booths in the artist alley when you are across from each other, the change from cute heeled shoes to sneakers with memory foam insoles.

It was closing in on lunch when Leviathan’s “Oh My God! My Lover Looks So Cute When He’s Happy Enjoying What He Loves! In Character Q&A” Panel was about to begin, settling into the folding chairs set in neat rows not before clearing the forgotten water bottles left behind. There was about five minutes before the hour long panel would begin when Leviathan would flare up, blush hidden under concealer and setting powder but visible at his ears. Whipping out his phone in his ungloved hand and typing out a message haphazardly.

Clearly embarrassed when you leaned over, curious at recognizing your icon at the top of the bar, so flustered he had to backspace quite a bit to recover the text from the jumbled keysmash. And within the next minute it would have been unknown he was so shy, the message looking relatively chill. Maybe, even calm and collected.

Yet you had seen the nervous grip messing with his phone case, even the way he had folded his arms on his lap, making himself small as if someone had asked to share his seat.

[sent 11:39 am] MC, after the panel will you help take my photos?

Such a text that would lead you close to 1pm, being handed Leviathan’s phone in front of the park fountain near by. A shy smile held in return by the seriousness you gave to such an honoring role before swiping to his camera to bring focus to his first few poses. Lens and eyes behind it on him with the right amount of exposure, him becoming comfortable and confident to play his character more in your delightful company.

A Surprise Adventure (LevixMC)

A/N: Happy Birthday to the well known shy otaku snakey fish boy of Devildom! While he may not be my favorite, he is certainly a cutie. May his birthday be a pleasant one.

Warnings: None, just a happy otaku boy on an adventure.

Summary: Leviathan’s big day has arrived, and he has been transported into a “simulation”. With the help of MC, he must gain a special item to gift to the evil prince who has taken his brothers captive! The adventure awaits!

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“Levi? Helloooo? Wake up! Your adventure is awaiting!” You nudged the Avatar of Envy, trying to wake him from whatever dream he was having.

He stirred, groaning a bit, but after shaking him just a bit more, you could see his eyes flutter open.

Seeing your familiar figure standing over him in the comfort of his bed-tub he smiled a little, a blush forming rather rapidly on his cheeks. You watched as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes.

“Leviathan! Finally you are awake. It is urgent! You must hurry!” Tugging on his arm, you ripped him from the comfort of his warm blanket and Ruri body pillow, earning a soft yell from him as he stumbled to follow you.

“MC? What is going on? What happened? Is everything okay?” Panic quickly waved over him. He had no idea what was happening. Perfect. It seems your plan is working so far.

“Admiral you must see this! It is your brothers! It appears that your brothers have been taken captive by the evil Lord of Devildom, and he is challenging YOU to get them back!” Acting as dramatic as you can, you pointed to a video conveniently pulled up on his computer. 

“W-What!? Admiral? What is this? Is that.. Is that Lord Diavolo?” His eyes narrowed as he tried to process everything in his head. Clicking play on the video, he watched closely. 

The video showed a rather menacing looking Lord Diavolo, and behind him, the six brothers, shackled in very real looking chains, calling out for help from their rescuer.

“If you wish to see your brothers again, I request that you bring me a gift in exchange for them. It must not be any gift, you see. It must be special. A once in a lifetime item that will be impossible to replicate. Bring it to me and you will set your precious family free. I hope to see you soon, Grand Admiral Leviathan.” Lord Diavolo smirked with a wicked grin just before the camera cut out.

The wheels in Levi’s brain were spinning rapidly. Confusion was all over his face.

“Of course! I know what this is! This must be the new game that I pre-ordered. I never thought it would be so realistic.” He was babbling to himself, forgetting that you were still very much in the room with him.

Trying to regain his focus, you were quick to get back into character. “Grand Admiral? What are we to do about this? What could he possibly want as a gift?” 

Levi looked around, trying to figure out a possible solution. “I have plenty of limited edition items, this should be easy!” His voice was filled with confidence, as he went to look through his various Ruri-Chan items that were no longer in the place he remembered. A quick and easy vanishing spell granted by Solomon was much more effective than you imagined.

He frantically looked around his room, creating a mess of his once somewhat neat space. “Where are they!?” His voice was faltering, more panic setting in.

“Where is what?” You asked, confused, but calm, trying to keep up the false facade of being an ordinary game character of sorts. When he didn’t reply, you walked over and gently put a hand on his shoulder. “Admiral?” 

“I could have sworn they were all here! All of my limited edition Ruri-Chan items! They’re gone! Does this mean that I missed something? Are there any other clues from that video? What could Lord Diavolo possibly be asking for if I don’t have it?” Levi paced around the room, going back to his computer to check every detail. 

“Perhaps we can head to a local shop to see if there is anything of such a high value?” Trying to steer him onto the right track, you tried to bargain with him. The light in his eyes shined as he smiled excitedly. You could tell how excited he was to go on an adventure.

“That’s perfect! Yes! Let’s go! We can’t waste any time!” Grabbing your arm, he was quick to try to pull you from the room but you stopped him just before he was able to go out.

“Grand Admiral, I believe you need to change. You can’t possibly go out looking like this. Your uniform is pressed and awaiting you in the closet. I will be waiting just outside the door for you. Please do hurry.” With a smile, you headed out of his room, patiently waiting for Levi to return in his special outfit.

While waiting for him, you quickly and sneakily texted the group chat to let everyone know your current situation, and that the plan was indeed working. Mammon was the first to reply, saying that it was unbelievable that he was even buying it, and that he was gullible, which led to an argument about Mammon. But time was ticking, and he seemed eager. So you simply texted “everyone be ready” and made sure to tuck your temporary phone away.

Another minute passed and Levi finally hyped himself up enough to walk through the door. Dressed in a customized admiral outfit, you could see the glow of confidence radiating off of him. He was standing a little taller, with a more sophisticated smile. He didn’t look like the normal every day otaku that his brothers always made fun of. This was a different Levi. A confident Levi.

“Let’s go. We can’t waste any time. I can’t let anything happen to my brothers.” He ushered you to follow him, leading you both out of the door where a ride was waiting to take you to the Devildom Shoppes.

Upon your arrival, everything seemed normal, there were people all around, walking around, looking at items, just another normal day in Devildom. That was until Levi began to make his way through the crowd, with you following a close pursuit behind him. The crowd parted for him, allowing him to pass with ease, bowing slightly in his presence, just as they would for a well known and well praised admiral.

You could even hear faint whispering about him. All good things to feed into Leviathan’s confidence, should he be listening. He deserves it, after all.

Looking back and holding the door for you, he waited for you to enter the store with him. Upon entering, you could see all of the various rare collectible items. The store had everything Levi could dream of, all of the items he had thought he owned just a bit ago back in his room. Quickly, he started looking around, seeing as he was familiar with the items.

Following close behind, you made eye contact with the person on the other side of the shelf that Levi was currently looking through.

“What do you think of this?” The Avatar of Envy held up a rare figurine. “Do you think this would be enough to get my brothers back? It is a one of a kind misprinted figure.” Seeing the slight frustration in his eyes, you shook your head.

“It has to be super special. Something that cannot be replicated.” You reminded him, cueing the other person in the store to make his move.

“You are looking for something special hm?” A voice spoke, causing Levi to look up.

“Solomon?” He asked under his breath, hoping the white haired familiar didn’t pick up on it.

“I may have something that could be of interest.” The shady wizard smirked, looking around to make sure they were alone.

Levi was interested, waiting to see what Solomon had. Carefully, the sorcerer pulled a shimmering, glowing book from a magical inside pocket of his coat. The otaku’s eyes lit up, immediately recognizing the item of interest.

“What?! Is that the first ever draft of TSL? Hand-written and signed by the author!?” Levi could hardly contain his excitement. He was nearly squealing like a nerd at the sight of such a beloved item that he had never pictured being so close to. He reached to hold it.

“Indeed it is.” Solomon’s pulled the book away right before Levi’s hand touched it. “Ah, are you sure this is something you are looking for, however? It is my prized possession and I would hate to let it go to the wrong hands.” The wizard’s words were meant to be condescending, but with the confidence Levi had gained over the last hour or so, along with his long dream of owning this special item, he nodded. “I will protect it with my life, you have my word.” 

With that, the book was now in Levi’s possession. He held it close to him, hugging it, and smiling with the biggest grin you had ever seen from him. Even dressed in an honorable outfit, he was still just the cute nerd that everyone loved.

“I must get going. I wish you good fortune on your journey, wherever it may take you.” Solomon smiled and headed out of the store, assumingly to head back to the castle where the others are waiting patiently.

“Now, Grand Admiral, do you have a plan for how to go about this exchange?” You asked, intrigued to know what Levi had in mind, now that he had just gotten the one thing he would very likely never let go of.

“Of course I have a plan, but we have to get to the castle. I can’t wait any longer.” With a smile, he held out his arm for you to go in front of him, leaving the store behind. Onwards to the castle.

Upon reaching the “evil” castle, you entered, and it wasn’t quite the sight you were expecting. Diavolo really had gone above and beyond decorating the place. It wasn’t the light, bright, uplifting golden color everyone was used to, instead it seemed more dull, and gloomy, radiating the “evil” that was intended.

Speaking of the devil, appearing from the shadows came Lord Diavolo, in his demon form to appear more sinister, playing the part quite well, in fact. “Ah, Grand Admiral Leviathan. I see you have finally come to rescue your helpless brothers.” With a twisted smile Diavolo greeted Levi, and Levi’s face turned from confidence to the slightest hint of fear. 

Mustering up any and all courage, he spoke. “I have. Where are they? I have what you’ve asked for. But I will not give it to you blindly.” Leviathan flashed the glimmering book, earning a chuckle from the demon lord. 

“Smart one you are. Very well. Follow me.” The prince spoke, guiding both Levi and you down the hallway. Luckily for you, everyone else, and Levi, he never pays attention when he is at the castle. There are too many rooms, hallways, and places to get lost, so he never bothers to look beyond where he is supposed to be. This works in your favor rather well.

There was a large set of doors, the handles wrapped in a lingering smokey magic, a seal to ensure that no one was getting in or out. Levi had looked to you, cautiously, almost worried that something bad were to be behind this set of doors that he had never seen before. With a snap of the prince’s fingers, the smoke dissipated from the handles and Diavolo slowly opened the doors.

Behind them, was not at all what Levi was imagining. He nearly froze in shock, his eyes wide, his mouth hanging open, and his brain desperately trying to make sense of what was before him.

“Surprise!! Happy Birthday Levi!” Everyone yelled as colorful confetti flew through the air. Setting a hand on the special boy’s shoulder, you guided him into the room. 

“What is all of this?” He asked you, looking around to see all of the familiar faces. His brothers, Solomon, Luke, Simeon, Barbatos, and even Diavolo. 

“A surprise party, duh!” You laughed, watching as the otaku’s mind shatters right before your very eyes.

“You should have seen the look on your face!” Mammon called from the corner, getting jabbed in the arm by Lucifer. 

“Wait- So this isn’t a game?!” His eyes filled with concern as he looked down at the outfit he was wearing, and took another look at the book in his grasp.

“No, it isn’t a game. MC thought it would be a fun idea to lead you on an adventure to get you to actually come here. We were all in on it. I’d say they did a pretty good job!” Diavolo’s bellowing laugh was accompanied by the biggest grin. 

“And before you ask, that book is yours now Levi. I know you will take great care of it. I got special permission from the author himself.” The sorcerer spoke, glancing at Simeon, who shared a pleased smile, followed by a soft nod.

The embarrassed and blushing demon turned to you. “Wow.. I-I can’t believe you did this all for me. This was the best birthday ever!!” With a shy, but excited grin, he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into a tight hug.

“I won’t ever forget today. Thank you, MC. I can’t wait to post about this!”

~

Snippet - A Surprise Kiss from MC

How would the demon brothers respond to MC kissing them unexpectedly?

MC stood within the entrance hall of HoL, waiting for the demon brother they had agreed to walk to RAD with that morning. The sound of their name falling from his lips prompted them to look toward the stairs as he descended them. He was eager to get going before any of the other brothers noticed the two of them together, but MC stopped him in his tracks. There was something the human couldn’t wait to do upon seeing him.

“You’re missing something,” MC pointed out.

The demon glanced over his uniform in confusion. Although there were quite a few pieces to it, he was certain he remembered to put on every article of the attire. Before he could ask what they were referring to, he felt MC’s hands cup his face to bring him in for a gentle kiss.

“There,” MC said once they parted from him, “now you’re all ready to go.”

Lucifer had been completely caught off-guard by MC’s bold action, his wide eyes and the light red color that dusted his cheeks ruining his ever-serious composure. How did this human still manage to be unpredictable to him after all this time? He was grateful no one else was around to witness this moment of weakness, lest they find out how much MC truly affected him. He straightened his posture while clearing his throat and then ushered MC out of HoL with him. “Next time I’m missing something like that, make sure you tell me somewhere no one could disturb us. For instance, I believe we left some paperwork in the student council room yesterday. Why don’t we head there first to take care of it before classes start?” The telling grin on his face and the long strides he took while holding MC’s hand on their walk to RAD made it clear that he had every intention of not only returning their kiss, but also surprising them with several of his own that would leave them wanting more.

Mammonwas a stuttering mess for the first few seconds after MC broke apart from the kiss. Wh-Where did that come from?! And how can he get more of it?! He grabbed MC’s hand to tug them back before they could reach the front door. Although his eyebrows were furrowed and his tone was harsh, the vibrant flush of his cheeks proved that he wasn’t actually upset. “Hey, ya can’t just walk away after pullin’ a fast one on me like that! Listen, I get that ya like me this much and all, ’cause, I mean, why wouldn’t ya? But that doesn’t mean you can kiss me outta nowhere! …A-At least, well, not without me gettin’ enough time to kiss ya back… Wh-What I mean is, you’re gonna have to compensate me for this! So, after classes are over, you’re spendin’ the rest of the day with me, got it?!” Mammon kept eyeing MC’s lips as they spoke on their walk to RAD–the memory and tingling sensation of their kiss still fresh–until he ended up pulling them aside to kiss them himself, unable to wait until their alone time together after school.

Leviathan thought his heart was going to burst from how fast it was beating from MC’s unexpected kiss. If not that, then he’d definitely pass out from the intense heat that radiated from his face and even stretched throughout the rest of his body. Sure, he was overjoyed from the “normie-like” gesture, but seriously, they needed to stop being affectionate without warning! Were they trying to kill him?! He still had so many anime on his watchlist and games that he had to complete 100% before could die! Overwhelmed, he hid his face in his hands. “D-Don’t tease me like that, MC! I’m about to collapse here! Hahh… Go easy on me, would you? B-But, uh, th-thanks for giving me what I was missing.” All he could think about for the rest of the day was that kiss and how he wished some of MC’s confidence would pass on to him so that he could one day kiss them that smoothly as well. Fortunately, he had gotten himself so worked up about it that the only way to get it off his mind was to quickly kiss MC while they were hanging out in his room that night.

Satan could feel his breath hitch in his throat, remaining stuck there even for a short time after MC’s lips left his. He’d read phrases about how someone could “take your breath away” many times in novels, but he never understood how it was possible until he grew closer to MC–and this particular moment was a prime example of how they did it to him. He didn’t stay stunned for long, choosing to cup the human’s face in return to prevent them from moving further away. “Hold on, MC. You’re missing a few things, too, you know. Like here.” A kiss to their forehead. “Here.” A kiss to their nose. “Here and here.” A kiss to both of their cheeks. “And, most importantly, right here.” A final, longer kiss to their lips. “Hm, I think we’re both good to go now, wouldn’t you say? Feel free to remind me again if I’m missing something in the future.” He acted like nothing happened on their walk to RAD, but in the back of his mind, he kept picturing their expression after his last kiss, pleased that he was able to take the human’s breath away like they always could with him.

Asmodeusloved this side of MC, the one that initiated affection with him and made him feel weak in the knees just from a simple touch. (Of course, he loved every part of MC, but getting a kiss from them when he’s typically the one giving it was always so special to him.) Despite the countless number of kisses he’s received in his lifetime, they paled in comparison to the thrill and love he experienced from each of MC’s. His smile stretched from ear to ear when the human stepped back to look at him. He then trapped them in his embrace and squished the two of their faces together. “Oooh, MC, you’re just the cutest thing!! As beautiful as I am, I’m never fully dressed without one of your kisses! Say, can we do this every morning? Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you’re adorned with my kisses, too! Like this!” He proceeded to move his hands to their face to place his lips on MC’s again, but this time more deeply. Satisfied (for now), he walked hand-in-hand with them to RAD, fingers intertwined and a giddy expression glued on his face the whole way there.

Beelzebub was a little confused initially, but when MC broke away with a smile, he quickly understood that this was just another way of them showing their love for him. His features softened as a fuzzy warmth filled his stomach. He was thinking about grabbing a snack from the kitchen before they both left, but now he didn’t really need it anymore. Only MC had the power to make him feel this way–so full of a type of bliss that could dull any hunger pang. “Thanks, MC. You knew just what I needed.” His expression grew nervous while a light blush crept on his cheeks. “Can I…kiss you, too? The more I think about it, the more I really want to. Is that okay?” With their permission, Beel brought them in for another kiss on their lips. “Heheh, now you’re all ready to go, too. Let’s do this again the next time we walk to RAD together.” In truth, after that time, he ended up asking MC almost every day if they wanted to go to school with him, eager for another one of their kisses and to spend some time alone with them.

Belphegor was still a bit drowsy after making sure he woke up in time to go to RAD with MC that morning, but the human’s kiss managed to take the lingering sleepiness out of his body completely. He blinked a few times after MC moved back, his hand rising to his mouth to graze his fingertips over where their lips once were. It was a pleasant kind of shock; perhaps this was how those fairytale characters who were awoken with a kiss felt. He chuckled at the thought as he returned to his senses. “Did you do that just to wake me up? Or were you hoping to get away with it because I was tired? Either way, now that it’s happened, I don’t want to stop there. What do you say we skip classes today and hide out in the attic to kiss in between naps? …Oh, all right, we’ll go to RAD…if you give me another kiss before we leave.” For the rest of the day, Belphie periodically asked MC for more kisses to help him get through his classes and finish his homework, relishing each one he could get out of them.

Snippet - Alternatives to “I love you.”

Happy New Year!! Here’s a cute, quick headcanon to start off the year right (and to use the new name headers I made, hehe). Enjoy! =)

What are some phrases the demon brothers use that are their equivalent of saying “I love you,” or “I care about you,” to MC?

• “You’ve been working hard lately, so consider this a little reward.”
• “I suppose I can help you this time.”
• “You’ll always belong to me.”

• “I haven’t gotten enough time with ya today.”
• “Don’t go anywhere without me.”
• “I’m only doin’ this for ya ‘cause I’m in a good mood, okay?!”

• “This game requires two players, so who better to play with me than you?”
• “Thanks for always sticking with me, even though I’m just a yucky shut-in otaku.”
• “Hey, that new anime you’ve been wanting to see is starting soon, so hurry over here so we can watch it together!”

• “Sure, this character is incredible, but they’re nothing compared to you.”
• “I always feel at ease when you’re here.”
• “Hold on, it could be dangerous, so let me go first.”

• “Let me pamper you today.”
• “I’d normally put myself first, but for you, I can make an exception.”
• “You become more radiant every day.” (which sometimes is followed with: “Not my reflection, silly! You! But, that’s true, too.”)

• “I’ll keep you safe no matter what.”
• “I saved some food for you.”
• “I’ll do my best to wait until you get here, because I’d rather share this meal with you.”

• “Here, I’ll let you use my pillow.”
• “Why would I sleep on a bed when your lap is right here?”
• “Stay here with me a little longer.”

Snippet - Under the Mistletoe with MC

Merry Christmas (Eve)!! As a special gift to you all, and a big thanks for over 550 followers, please enjoy this long snippet with all the characters (minus Luke and the three newest ones) sharing a kiss with MC under the mistletoe! Since each part got pretty long, I broke it up into bullet points for easier reading. I really hope you enjoy this! =) ❤️

How would everyone respond to being under the mistletoe with MC?

It was the holiday season, and after a trip to the human world, Diavolo had enthusiastically decided to celebrate some of its traditions in the Devildom. The festivities were held at the Demon Lord’s Castle, where the interior was decorated with various holiday items that intrigued the demon prince enough to bring back from the human world. MC and Solomon had to explain most of the holiday traditions and the purpose behind the different decorations to the demons and two angel exchange students, but the whole celebration made the two of them feel a little less homesick.

Everything was going well until Luke noticed a sprig of mistletoe hanging from one of the doorways and questioned MC about it. They explained to the innocent angel that there’s a tradition where if two people walk under a mistletoe, then they’re supposed to kiss each other as a sign of love. They asked him not to tell anyone else about the practice, though, since it could cause a stir anytime someone walked under it. Plus, it was just an old tradition, not something anyone had to follow. Luke promised to keep it a secret, but someone else had already overheard their conversation.

Later on, while everyone was opening gifts, MC left briefly to use the restroom. On their way back, they suddenly ran into someone just as they were passing underneath the doorway with the mistletoe. They glanced nervously between the mistletoe and the face of the individual they bumped into.

Lucifer

• Lucifer exhibited his typical serious expression after MC’s bodily impact, but on the inside, he was full of pride by how well everything in his plan had fallen into place. After overhearing MC’s explanation about mistletoe to Luke, he came up with a few ways that he could be alone with the human underneath the mistletoe. Their trip to the restroom worked with one of his ideas, so when he thought MC would be on their way back, he excused himself from the group gift exchange under the guise of “needing some air from all my brothers’ nonsense.” It was shortly thereafter that he came across MC at the exact time they were approaching the doorway with the mistletoe.
• He initially acted oblivious to their nervousness while he explained why he had left the others for a bit, secretly enjoying the look on their face, but he soon pointed out how they kept peeking up above them. Even if MC tried to brush it off, Lucifer was insistent they tell him exactly why they were so distracted by a tiny plant decoration. “Perhaps it has to do with the tradition humans have about kissing underneath one?” he wondered aloud, pleased by their surprised reaction and the blush that followed it when he moved closer to them. “We’ve been following all of the other practices you and Solomon have taught us about tonight, so I don’t see why this should be an exception. What do you think?”
• Once MC consented to it, he added with a grin, “Very well. Consider it an extra gift from me then.” He gripped their chin between his thumb and index finger and placed his other hand on their shoulder to keep them in place as he pressed his lips onto theirs. He let it be known that this was his kiss, asserting the most control during it, although the kiss also revealed how much he had been craving MC’s touch. He broke apart from them a little early just to feel their lips chase after his–well, and also because the last thing he wanted was for Diavolo or someone else to suddenly walk in on the two of them. “Hm? Was that not enough for you?” he inquired, a smirk playing on his lips. “In that case, when we return home tonight, we can continue this in my room. After all, I don’t need to use some plant hanging above us as an excuse to kiss you.”

Mammon

• Mammon also had this encounter planned out, and it surprisingly worked out almost exactly like he wanted it to! He had left the others behind by complaining that MC was taking too long in the restroom and needed to go check on them. Then, he waited near the doorway until he heard them coming. However, he got distracted by a painting on the wall that he thought could sell for a high profit, which caused MC to crash into him.
• He started telling them to watch where they were going but fell short when he noticed their glances at the mistletoe and remembered why he was there in the first place. He cleared his throat and tried to put on his usual bravado, saying, “Well, I’m in a good mood, so I guess I can forgive ya for crashin’ into me. Though, I mean, ya could do somethin’ to make it up to me. Like, maybe…” Now he was the one looking back and forth between MC and the mistletoe, his blush growing more visible by the second. When MC asked him if he knew about the mistletoe custom, he adamantly denied it, his tsundere personality taking over until he finally admitted to overhearing their conversation with Luke.
• He’d gotten himself too worked up now to initiate anything, so MC had to grab his face and give him a quick kiss on the lips. His face could’ve rivaled a ripe tomato with how red it was from the sudden action. “H-Hold on, I was supposed to do that!” he argued, wrapping his arms around MC’s waist to prevent them from retreating. “‘Sides, ya call that a kiss? C’mere, I’ll show ya a real kiss.” Mammon immediately dove in for a long, deep kiss with MC. His greediness for them required him to move one hand to the back of their head to stop them from dipping too far back. He especially enjoyed it when MC returned his energy, making him hold back a bit so they could lead more instead. Once they both broke apart for air, Mammon rested his forehead on MC’s. “I like ya so much it’s crazy, MC,” he murmured. “I just can’t get enough of ya. Let’s stay here a little longer, until my brothers come lookin’ for us. I don’t wanna let ya go yet.”
• (Forget the expensive painting, he definitely stole the mistletoe to make sure no one else could use it to kiss MC–and to keep as a memento…and maybe future use.)

Leviathan

• Leviathan was just as startled as MC when they bumped into each other. He was playing through a limited time holiday event on one of his mobile games and was so absorbed in it that he hadn’t heard the human’s approaching footsteps. In fact, it was because of his inattentiveness and frequent exclamations while playing this game that the others decided to temporarily kick him out during the gift exchange, which left him wandering the halls–still on his phone–until he was allowed to return.
• He began to explain this to MC–and how normies could never understand how important these kinds of game events are to obtain special loot–but got annoyed when their focus kept drifting upward. A strange noise escaped his mouth when he realized they were looking at the mistletoe hanging over both of them, his mind recalling its purpose from MC’s discussion with Luke. He became far more flustered about the situation than the human was. “I-I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to be under the mistletoe with you!” he declared, starting to ramble. “I heard you say it’s a human world thing to kiss someone under it, b-but that’s not why I was here! And, I mean, of course you wouldn’t want to be forced to kiss a yucky shut-in otaku; who could blame you? And honestly, that’s fine, because this sort of thing is totally something only normies would do! Though, I wouldn’t mind being able to kiss y– Gahhh, n-nevermind!! Why are you still standing there anyway?! Shouldn’t you have left by now?!”
• When MC admitted to Levi that they wouldn’t mind kissing him, his face turns an even darker shade of red than it already was. “R-Really?!” he questioned them doubtfully despite feeling on cloud nine from their words. “You want to kiss me? You’re not messing with me, are you? I don’t need your pity, if that’s what this is!” MC had to give him a quick peck on the lips just to prove their sincerity–and shut him up for a bit. Hoo boy, there had to be steam coming out of Levi’s ears from that simple action. Finally convinced that they were serious, he grabbed MC by the shoulders and practically crashed his lips into theirs, for if he took it too slowly, he’d psych himself out and wouldn’t have been able to do it at all. It was a short kiss since he’s inexperienced, and he couldn’t get himself to relax until the last few moments. He then turned away and attempted to hide his bright blush behind the back of his hand. “U-Um, sorry if it wasn’t good,” he apologized meekly. “I would’ve liked it to be more like the ones you see in anime, but– Um– Listen, I really like being able to kiss you, MC, so I promise I’ll get better, okay?”
• (If MC suggests trying again right then and there, he might just collapse. But once he recovers, he’ll go for it.)

Satan

• Satan felt fortunate that he got to learn about an intriguing human world tradition that he could actually use to his advantage over the rest of his brothers. Some time after MC had left for the restroom, he convinced the others that the human may have gotten lost on the way back and that he would go look for them. This plan ended up working since most of his brothers bickered that they should be the one to look for MC while he remained calm and rational (on the outside), which prompted Lucifer and Diavolo to agree that Satan could go find MC. He sighed while walking down the hallway, exasperated from his brothers’ annoying arguments over something so minor, only to accidentally collide with the human he was looking for.
• He apologized to them for his lack of awareness, but they were more concerned with what was above them. He glanced up as well and was somewhat shocked that they both happened to meet up directly under the mistletoe. “Well, isn’t that something?” he noted aloud with a grin. “I was hoping to catch you here, but not quite like this.” When they asked what he meant, he replied, “You see, I just so happened to hear that there’s a practice in the human world where if two people are found underneath a mistletoe, which just so happens to be the plant hanging over our heads, then they must kiss each other. Care to elaborate on the topic?” He laughed lightly at their startled reaction before explaining himself. “I was thinking,” he then said, “since you’re the human world expert, maybe you could educate me on how this custom is done? For the purpose of expanding my knowledge…and having the chance to kiss you.”
• After receiving MC’s approval, Satan rested one hand on their cheek and positioned the other on their waist to carefully bring them toward him. Any frustration he was feeling earlier melted away through their kiss, gradually making his movements even softer. He held MC like they were the most precious object in existence, and in this moment, they made him feel like he was truly his own person–not a fragment of a fallen angel or the embodiment of wrath. Once the kiss was over, he grasped the hand MC had on his face and turned his head to press a gentle kiss to their palm. “I never liked the idea of being vulnerable around others, but with you, MC,” he remarked, “I feel I can let my walls down completely. I hope you can feel the same way with me. Oh, and thank you for this learning experience.”

Asmodeus

• Asmodeus was full of smiles, as MC had fallen right into his trap. He’d kiss himself at how smart he was and how well he timed this, if he could! Well, he could in the mirror, but that would have to wait. “Hi, MC~!” he greeted them cheerfully. “I wasn’t expecting to bump into you here. What are the odds? Perhaps we’re just naturally drawn to each other, hm~?”
• He tried to play innocent, saying he was on his way to freshen up in the restroom, but MC noticed him looking up at the mistletoe more often than they were. Soon enough, he admitted to having heard them talk about the human world tradition of kissing underneath the mistletoe. “I was hoping we could experience this special custom together,” he explained, his cheeks becoming rosy. “So, MC, will you let me kiss you?”
• Once MC gave their consent, he brought his hands to their face and whispered for them to come closer, slowly decreasing the distance between each other until their lips finally touched. The kiss was gentle at first–with Asmo initially taking the lead to test MC’s comfort level–and gradually grew as passionate as MC allowed it. Somewhere along the way, Asmo moved one of his hands to MC’s lower back to ensure they stayed as close to him as possible. Even when they both separated, he kept a firm hold on MC, his thumb stroking their cheek as he studied their expression. “I could kiss you forever and never grow tired of it, MC,” he said, staring deeply into their eyes. “It must be because of how much I love you, and because of how great your love feels whenever I’m with you. …Say, since we’re still under the mistletoe, does that mean we can kiss again? We may as well, right?”
• (He also totally stole the mistletoe later for future use with MC, regardless of what time of year it is.)

Beelzebub

• Beelzebub looked at MC with concern and asked if they were okay after bumping into him. Upon confirming that they were fine, he grinned warmly at them in relief. He explained that he was on his way to the kitchen to find something to eat while Barbatos was distracted with the gifts. He was about to ask MC if they wanted to join him, but he noticed they seemed distracted by something.
• He followed their gaze up to the mistletoe and let out a soft, “Oh.” He then told them that he had heard their explanation to Luke about kissing under a mistletoe, sending a light blush to both his and MC’s faces. “I…want to do that,” he admitted. “With you. Can I, MC?”
• When they agreed, Beel’s expression softened from their words, his lower eyelids wrinkling slightly from the smile that had formed. His hands rested on the human’s shoulders to keep them in place as he leaned in toward them. The touch of his lips on theirs was soft and delicate, revealing his fear that he might hurt them if he wasn’t careful. He felt MC wrap their arms around his neck to pull him closer in order to ease his worries, and he finally began to relax and deepen the kiss. After the two of them pulled apart, Beel had a loving, giddy smile on his face as he gazed at MC. “Your kisses are the best, MC,” he remarked. “They always make me feel full, in both my stomach and my heart.”
• (Even so, he definitely ate the mistletoe before they both returned to the others. Come on, it had berries; how could he resist?)

Belphegor

• Belphegor had actually fallen asleep against the siding of the doorway, only to be woken up abruptly by MC running into him. He was groggy and grumpy at first, but once he heard the human’s voice asking if he was okay and what he was even doing there, he regained his senses. As he straightened his posture, he told them that he was getting bored at the group gift exchange without them around, so he had decided to leave for a bit until they returned but fell asleep along the way.
• There was a mischievous glint in his eyes while he pointed out the mistletoe above them, and a smirk formed on his lips when he noticed them tense in response. “What’s wrong, MC?” he teased, inching closer to them. “You seem kind of worked up about this little bunch of leaves. Is it because the two of us are underneath it right now?” He chuckled at their reaction to his claim and then admitted to overhearing them talk about mistletoe with Luke. “But since we’re here,” he continued, “we may as well kiss, right? I mean, I’d like to anyway, even if there wasn’t a tradition.”
• As soon as MC agreed, Belphie wasted no time in taking a hold of their face and closing the distance between the two of them. The kiss he gives, on the other hand, is slow and a bit lazy–he’d rather have MC do more of the work. Still, he refused to separate himself from them, wanting to draw it out for as long as he could and even taking the lead if MC was nervous or not too experienced. After it came to an end, Belphie smiled in contentment. “That felt really nice,” he noted. “Your kisses seem to give me more energy than a full night’s sleep, MC. Since I’m wide awake now, how about we stay here and kiss some more before we head back to the others?”

Diavolo

• Diavolo quickly reached out to grab MC’s shoulders and steady their balance from their collision into his torso. He fretted over them, worried he may have hurt them, but they assured him they were simply just caught off-guard. He nodded his head at their comforting words and began asking them their thoughts about the holiday party–like he came over just to do some sort of check-in–, but his hands never left their shoulders. MC answered his questions while struggling to make eye contact, too distracted by the close proximity, his grip on their shoulders, and the mistletoe hanging above them.
• Then he asked them about the mistletoe, making their body flinch. “I heard you explaining its purpose to Luke,” he confessed. “When I visited the human world, I thought it was merely a decoration since it was hung in random locations. I never would’ve guessed that there’s a custom involving kissing under it. It’s rather interesting!” His smiling face then became more serious. “Do you practice this tradition, MC? If you don’t mind, I’d like to experience it with you.”
• Once MC agreed, Diavolo’s hands slid up to their jawline while he moved in closer to their lips. His kiss was gentle at first to avoid accidentally hurting the human, but he melted into it on his own as he grew more comfortable. The demon prince was starved for affection, and MC’s matching energy in the kiss made him feel so whole that he had no intention of breaking away until it was necessary. When they did, though, he kept his face close to theirs, the tips of their noses lightly grazing over each other. “I quite like this human world tradition,” he said with a grin. “I’ll have to hang up mistletoe around the castle next year, too. You’ll join me again for the holidays, won’t you, MC?”

Barbatos

• Barbatos responded as any refined butler would: by calmly assessing MC’s condition after they bumped into him. He behaved like his usual composed self, so the human had no idea that he had fully intended to stop them underneath this specific doorway. He explained to them that he was on his way to the kitchen to fetch some more drinks for the guests, which was true, but he made sure to time his exit well enough so that he was more likely to encounter MC on their way back from the restroom.
• Feigning innocence, he questioned MC about the mistletoe hanging above the two of them, his smile growing a little bigger from the blush that dusted their cheeks from his inquiry. He nodded in understanding during their explanation. “So in that case, since we’re both under the mistletoe right now, it’s customary for us to kiss, yes?” he concluded. “If it’s all right with you, I’m more than happy to follow this practice.”
• After MC agreed to it, Barbatos stepped toward them and gently cupped their face. He leaned in with his eyes closed, but he peeked open while his lips ghosted over theirs to observe the look of anticipation on their face. Amused by their expression and reassured that he wasn’t the only one who wanted this, Barbatos finally pressed his lips onto MC’s. Although he initiated it, he gradually followed their lead, not wanting to do anything they didn’t like and continuing until they were completely satisfied. Once they both separated, he looked back at them with a warm smile. “Thank you for this wonderful experience, MC,” he said. “Moments like these that I share with you mean a lot to me. I hope we continue to have many more of them.”

Simeon

• Simeon’s arms wrapped and hovered around MC’s body like a safety net to catch them in case they fell over from the sudden impact. He was just on his way to grab some more cookies that he and Luke had made to share with everyone else, but his mind was too preoccupied with other things to fully pay attention to his surroundings. He was relieved when the human was able to rebalance themselves and avoid getting hurt. He apologized for not watching where he was going while rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly, but he became concerned once again when he noticed that they seemed out of sorts.
• “Are you sure you’re okay, MC?” he inquired, his tone laced with worry. “Are you maybe feeling tired from tonight’s festivities? I could get you some water, or–” MC tried to assure him that they were fine, but when he noticed them take another quick peek at the top of the doorway, he understood what was affecting their behavior. “Ah, it’s the mistletoe, isn’t it?” he asked, relaxing a bit while speaking in a more soothing manner. “I heard you telling Luke about the tradition humans have that involves kissing under it. You also mentioned that it’s not something that has to be done, and I have no intention of kissing you without your permission, so you don’t need to worry about it.”
• However, when MC expressed that they actually wanted to kiss him, Simeon’s eyes widened in shock, not expecting them to say that. Even so, a blush crept on his face at the thought of kissing them and from how happy he felt that they wanted the same thing. After accepting their request, he rested one hand on their cheek and tenderly placed his lips on theirs. The kiss was brief and chaste, as Simeon feared that if he lingered too long, it would become increasingly difficult for him to stop willingly. Despite the kiss only lasting a short time, he poured as much love as he could into it so that MC could get a sense of how deeply he cared for them. Still, just in case his feelings didn’t reach them completely, he told them afterward, “You know you mean a lot to me, right, MC? You always make even the darkest days in the Devildom so much brighter to me, and I want to do whatever I can to keep that smile on your face each and every day. So, even if it’s just a kiss under a mistletoe, don’t ever hesitate to ask me if you want something, okay?”

Solomon

• Solomon had temporarily forgotten about the practice of kissing underneath mistletoe until he heard MC bring it up to Luke. He had disregarded this plant some time ago since it rarely worked well in potions and he didn’t feel inclined to follow this custom from his world that mainly affected couples. However, now that MC was around, the tradition became more appealing to him, so he plotted to get the two of them alone under this mistletoe before the end of the party. Not surprisingly, it was rather difficult, considering MC’s popularity and how possessive the demon brothers were of them. By some stroke of luck, he acquired an opening after MC had left and everyone was preoccupied with a magnificent gift Diavolo had given to one of them, allowing him to easily sneak out. He was a bit early, so he hid near the doorway with the mistletoe until he heard his fellow human’s approaching footsteps. He then popped out suddenly to surprise them, and they accidentally ran into him in the process. He apologized while they tried to regain their composure.
• Half of MC’s attention was already on the mistletoe, but Solomon pointed up to it to let them know he was focusing on it as well. “Are you familiar with mistletoe as a plant?” he inquired. “You may have seen it by itself in public places during this time of year, but in nature, it’s a parasitic plant that primarily lives off of trees. What’s more, every part of it, including its berries, is poisonous to us humans, should we choose to consume it. Though, I’m sure it’d have no effect on someone like Beelzebub.” MC wondered what he was trying to get at, so he resumed, “Anyway, despite this plant’s function in our world, there’s still the tradition where people kiss underneath it and view it as a symbol–or even a blessing–of love.” It was then that he confessed to unintentionally eavesdropping on their earlier conversation with Luke. “If you’re willing, MC, I’d like to follow this little tradition with you.”
• After MC gave their consent, Solomon pulled them closer and tucked a loose strand of their hair behind their ear, his face flushed as he eyed their lips. He then confidently leaned in to kiss them. He was eager to express his feelings for them, and it was a big boost to his ego when the well-liked human reciprocated his kiss; it felt as though they were choosing him over the demons and angels that constantly vied for their attention–that he was able to stand out more to them than those powerful beings. He couldn’t stop his lips from curving into a smile on theirs just before the kiss reached its end. “I’ve met so many other humans in my extended lifetime, but none of them could ever compare to you, MC,” he declared. “If you’ll let me, I’d like to stay by your side and continue to show you my affection like this as often as I can. But for now, let me hold you in my arms a little longer.”

Summary: Leviathan has sewn together a meaningful gift for MC, but will he have the courage to give it to them?

Main characters/Ship: Leviathan x MC

Word count: ~2.3k

Warnings: None

Enjoy! =)

Leviathan glanced back and forth between the character reference images on his computer screen and every inch of the small plush in his hands.  He triple-checked everything, ensuring that it was a perfect match.  All the while, his fingers grazed over the fabric to check for any rough edges that could potentially hurt the holder, and he gently squeezed the plush to assure himself that the stitching was tight enough that no stuffing would pop out.  After confirming that there were no flaws, he cheered aloud.

“I did it!  It’s finally done!” he hollered within his room.  He shifted closer to the tank beside him, where Henry 2.0 was watching him intently.  “Check it out, Henry!  I made an exact stuffed replica of MC’s favorite fictional character!  Sewing some of these little details together was a challenge, but just like the real Henry and the Lord of Shadows, I was able to conquer it through the power of friendship!  Well, my friendship with MC, that is.  I had to skip my weekly TSL marathon for this, but it was well-worth it.  Now I just need to text MC to meet me in my room.”  

He giggled to himself, giddy with excitement while he typed out a series of spam messages to the human.  “Oh, man, I can’t wait to see the look of surprise on their face when they see this.  I hope they get here soon!”

As he awaited a response from MC, Leviathan studied the plush in his hands.  It was a character that MC gushed about frequently, like he did with Ruri-chan.  They had mentioned recently that they couldn’t find any good quality, reasonably-priced merchandise of this character in the Devildom, so they asked Levi to keep them posted if he ever found anything like that on Akuzon or any of his other merch locations.  He had considered just buying one of the more expensive items for MC, but then he thought, why not just make something himself?  He was skilled in sewing–having made dolls before as a gift–and capable of putting together something that likely would be sold for a high price online.  And so, he decided to create his own merch of the character–a plush that’s one of its kind and for MC only!  He picked at the bandage on one of his fingers while gazing at the finished product with pride, a feeling he doesn’t experience as often as he’d like.

However, the longer the shut-in demon waited for MC, the more his pride was replaced with self-doubt.  MC wouldn’t find this weird, right?  Would they even like how it turned out as much as he did?  What if they’re disappointed?  What if they only pretend to like it?  His hands trembled and pressed further into the plush, visibly distorting its features.  Oh no, it is poorly made, isn’t it?  MC wouldn’t like this!  And when they find out it was made by this yucky otaku who probably likes them a whole lot more than they like him–?!  

Leviathan screamed at himself internally.  What was he thinking?!  Why did he send those texts so quickly?!  He should’ve thought it over more before asking them to come–

A familiar rapping on his bedroom door nearly made the demon jump out of his skin.

“Levi,” MC’s voice called from the other side, “I’m here.  Can I come in?”

“P-P-Password!!” Leviathan hollered while scrambling to figure out what to do with the plush.  Should he hide it and come up with a different “surprise” for MC?  But what else would be exciting and urgent enough to order them to come here on such short notice?  He got a new game recently that he’s been wanting to play with them–  No, wait, they both planned to do that next weekend!  Think, Levi, think!!

“I thought I didn’t need a password anymore,” MC pointed out.  “Besides, you asked me to come here ASAP, didn’t you?”

“Uh, r-right!  I meant–  Um–”

Leviathan stared at the large fish tank lining the wall of his room, giving him an idea.  He’ll jump in the tank, hide the plush among the items inside, and then act like he wanted to show MC some underwater tricks in his demon form!  …No, no, no, that’s so lame!  If MC wanted to see something like that, they’d go to an aquarium!

“Come on, Levi,” MC complained.  “I promise I’m by myself, if it’s your brothers you’re worried about.”

“N-No, it’s not–  Erm–  Can you just–”  Overwhelmed, the demon pulled on chunks of his hair and shouted, “D’ahhhh!!  Never mind, okay?!  Forget everything I texted you!”

MC was silent for a few moments before saying, “You said you had a surprise for me, right?  Well, I’m coming in to see it!”

“No, wait!! I just said–”

Upon seeing his door begin to open, Leviathan desperately tried to get inside the tall tank and hide away, dropping the plush on his bedroom floor in the process.  MC found him flailing about as his feet kept sliding on the tank’s glass while he attempted to climb inside.  Confused and concerned, they ran toward him and grabbed his shins, begging him to get down.  Since he was alarmed by their touch, he accidentally pushed himself off the tank too quickly.  He fell to his back, narrowly avoiding any collision with MC.  The commotion and pain left him feeling temporarily sluggish, so he just stayed on the ground for a bit.

MC approached Leviathan’s side and lightly tapped their hand on the cheek of his dazed face.  “Levi?  You okay?”

Once he had regained his senses, he realized how close MC was to him and hurriedly scooted away.  “F-Fine!  I mean, I’m fine!  N-Nothing to see here!  Just a weird shut-in otaku being his embarrassing self in front of the person he likes–  Likes as a friend, I mean!”

Not wanting to see MC’s reaction or show his own face to them anymore, he hid behind his hands in shame.  This wasn’t working out at all like he’d planned!  Instead of presenting a wonderful surprise gift for the human he cherished, he’d probably just made himself even less favorable in their eyes!  He really is the worst, isn’t he?!

The demon waited for a response of some kind:  a negative comment, snickering directed toward him, or even footsteps leading back to his door to leave him in his misery, but nothing came.  Feeling uncomfortable in the silence, he peeked between his fingers to see what MC was up to.  Were they actually holding back their laughter?  Were they looking at him in disgust?  Or maybe in disappointment?!  Maybe they couldn’t even bear to look at him at all?!  

What he saw made him suck in a sharp breath:  MC had found the plush he had made for them.  Their eyes were wide as they scanned over the doll of their favorite character, taking in every tiny detail.  They treated it like the most precious and delicate object in existence while they carefully turned it around in their hands repeatedly.  When they locked eyes with Leviathan, he covered his view with his fingers again.

“Was this the surprise, Levi?” MC asked him calmly.  “Did you get this–”  They paused, noticing that there were no tags.  Upon closer inspection, they suddenly recognized the familiar stitching, and when they turned back to the third eldest demon brother, they finally registered the bandages around some of his fingers.  “No way…  Levi, did you make this plush of my favorite character for me?”

Still hesitant to reveal his face, Leviathan slowly nodded in reply.  A grin grew on MC’s face that practically stretched ear to ear.  They threw their arms around the timid demon’s neck, nearly knocking him over from his seated position.  His hands instinctively moved away from his face to steady himself and prevent MC from toppling over, one hand hovering over their back protectively.  He hardly had a chance to be flustered from the physical contact before MC suddenly thanked him.

“This plush is amazing,” MC praised the shocked demon.  “It looks so much like them, too.  It’s better than anything I’ve seen online for this character.  I almost thought it was some kind of rare official merch!  Seriously, Levi, your sewing skills are incredible.  This might just be the best surprise gift I’ve ever received!”

“Y-You mean it?” Leviathan questioned them nervously.

MC leaned back to show him their joyful expression.  “Of course!  I wouldn’t lie about this.  You know that, right?”

“Well, I–  I was worried that…maybe…you’d think it was weird or…not good enough…”

They shook their head.  “Not at all.  I’m actually flattered you took the time to make something so nice for me.  I love it.  I really do.”

Leviathan felt guilty for beating himself up earlier and for allowing his mind to misconstrue who MC truly was.  No, MC would never pretend around him.  They would never criticize or make fun of something he made.  Most importantly, they would never agree with the negativity he threw at himself.  MC was his friend through and through, without a doubt.  With a thin line of tears forming in his eyes, he promised himself he wouldn’t forget that again.

“I-I’m glad,” he said, swiftly wiping his eyes with his sleeve.  “I’m really really glad you like it, MC!  I’m so sorry I tried to hide this gift from you earlier!”

MC laughed lightly.  “It’s all right.  Just promise me you won’t get worried over something like this again, okay?  You can always be straightforward with me.”

“MC…!  Aaaahhhh, you’re such a good friend to someone like me!!  I’ll never doubt you again!”

Leviathan hugged MC back, hiding his face in their shoulder.  He felt the vibrations from their chuckling and their free hand stroking the top of his head, which filled him with an intense warmth that reached his ears.  He still wasn’t sure if he deserved MC’s kindness and friendship, but he wanted to do whatever he could to make sure he’d never lose it.

~~Epilogue~~

“Now that I have the best plush ever, what should I do with it first?”  MC wondered aloud, holding the plush out in front of them while sitting on the edge of Leviathan’s bathtub bed.

Leviathan swiveled in his computer chair toward them, removing his attention from the gaming news website that had been his reason for physically separating himself from MC.  Truth was, once relief washed over him at the fact that MC liked the plush he made, he was beginning to get too flustered by their close contact and had to retreat somehow.  He didn’t want them to leave just yet, so he asked them to wait while he checked for updates on the newest video games he wanted.  This allowed him time to recover and a way to hide his blushing.  One day, he vowed to himself, he’d have the courage to hold MC longer without freaking out!

“You could put it up on display in your room,” the otaku demon suggested.  “Or keep it on your bed with your pillows–”  His face suddenly flushed at the realization of what he just said.  “U-Um, that is, i-if you want to.  Or maybe that’d be too weird.  It’s not like it’s a body pillow or something.  Y-Yeah, you know what?  Just ignore me, ahahaha…”

“Actually, you just gave me an idea,” MC remarked cheerfully.  They hugged the plush to their chest.  “It’s small and comfy, so I can sleep with it!”

The chair rolled back into the computer desk as Leviathan abruptly stood up.  “Y-You’re going to sleep with it?!”

MC shrugged at his outburst.  “Sure, why not?  I might as well make use of it.  It’s my favorite character, after all, and it seems pretty cuddly.”  They held the plush closer to their face, noticing a trace of Leviathan’s scent.  “I kind of don’t want to let it go, you know?”

The Avatar of Envy’s nails slowly dug into his balled fists as he watched MC snuggle with the plush in their arms.  Yes, he made the plush himself, so he does feel overjoyed that MC likes it so much that they don’t want to part with it.  However, if he wasn’t such a coward, he’d be the one snuggling with MC!  It’s not fair!  He can’t look at this anymore!!

With swift motions, Leviathan removed the plush from MC’s grip, a small pout evident on his face as he looked back at the human’s startled expression.  “A-Anyway, you can make a final decision on what to do with it later.  For now, since you’re here, why don’t we get an early start on that game I promised to play with you?”

“But can’t I still hold my plush while we play?” MC inquired, trying to reach for it as the demon kept it secured behind his back.

“No!  I won’t be able–  I mean, youwon’t be able to focus if you do that!”

MC scrunched their eyebrows in confusion for a bit before a lightbulb went off in their head, sending a smirk to their lips.  “Are you jealous of a plush, Levi?”

“H-How did–  I mean, no!  No, I’m not–”

The demon let out a screech when MC pulled him in for a hug, squishing their face into his chest.  They looked up at his deep red face with a smile.

“Don’t worry,” MC reassured him.  “I may like the plush a lot, but I like the demon who made it even more.”

If Leviathan was physically capable of melting into a puddle, he would’ve in an instant at that comment.  Instead, he basically fainted MC’s arms due to the heat frying his brain’s circuits.