Forget star sighs tell me who’s your favorite OM brother

Mines beel….

hmmm

So if we are called the Anti-lucifer club ( satan, belphie, and MC) then would we be Christians…

That’s all, thank you.

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Barbatos

Diavolo

Soloman

Simeon

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Ask: If you don’t mind me continuing the half demon MC asks what about when MC’s getting a handle on their demon form they’re out with Luke and for whatever reason end up fighting a demon (maybe to defend Luke?) and when they get back to everyone else they’re just in their demon form bruised, clawed etc but delighted because “i won a fight!” and obviously that they kept Luke safe -Anon

• After a lot of pleading you’d finally convinced Lucifer that you go out in the Devildom without needing a brother to be with you at all times.
• Ah yes… Now to bask in your victorious alone time…
• At least that’s what you thought, until  you heard a familiar yelp from down a nearby ally.
• you glanced down the ally, catching sight of two silhouettes, one almost twice the others size, and towering over them menacingly.
• You growled involuntarily, and both silhouettes turned to face you.
• You suddenly recognized the smaller person as Luke, and your wings and tail were out in a flash.
• “Mc Help!” Luke called out.
  
• It wasn’t long before you pounced on the larger demon, and to your own surprise… You won.
• You began walking Luke back to the HOL, where you were met with not only the brothers, but the others as well.

Lucifer

• One Time- He let you out alone One Time-
• Before Lucifer can begin to scold you though, he notices a dis-heaved Luke in tow.
• When you excitedly tell him that you won a fight and saved Luke, Lucifer cant decide if he should be proud or angry.
• He ends up deciding while he treats your scrapes and bruises.
• Even though he is upset you got in a fight, he does understand that it isn’t your fault, and hey… your wings and tail aren’t thrashing around as awfully as yesterday, your even sitting still for him…
• Perhaps, just this once, he can let you off with a warning.

Mammon

• What happened to you!?
• Mammon couldn’t care less about the angel behind you.
• He sees blood, and he wants answers.
• When you proudly state that you saved Luke from a demon, Mammon stares at you like your both amazing and crazy.
• He’ll likely let Satan or Simeon bandage you up while he asks you to explain everything that happened in detail.
• Once your all wrapped up he’ll take the time to actually be proud of how much better you’ve become in your demon form.
• N-not because he cares though… Just…You know… its easier for him if you can defend yourself!

Leviathan

• Woahhhh you look like a total protagonist!
• He’d be worried, but he can tell that your cuts aren’t that deep, so he lets his brothers worry about that while he rants about how cool you are.
• When you say that you won a fight to save Luke he gets even more exited.
• Subtly asks for details about the demons appearance.
• Satan taking notes behind him 
• The first to mention that you seem to be a lot more in control of your tail and wings.

Satan

• Angry Proud
• The second you enter the house, ranting about how you won a fight with some lesser demon he can feel a smile creeping onto his lips.
• But once he takes a moment to study all the scratches and bruises on your body he grows angry.
• Yeah you won, but you certainly didn’t give that scumbag all the pain they deserve.
• tries to figure out who it was as he wraps up your arm.
• If you wont tell him anything he’ll Ask(force) Luke to tell him.
• So maybe the next day he comes back a bit bloody, and offers to teach you some more Painfulmethods of fighting…
• I’m sure it has nothing to do with that lesser demon…

Asmodeus

• Tries to scold you for getting into a fight, but when you say it was to protect Luke he cant help but smile.
• will fuss about your skin, working on any injuries on your face or neck as Satan or Solomon work on the big injuries.
• Asmo also priorities cleaning your clothes, and washing off your horns, wings, and tail.
• Besides Beel, He’s the only brother who also helps Luke clean up, even though he’s not nearly as beat up as you are.
• Good job Mc! Someones gotta keep the puppy safe!

Beelzebub

• When you enter the house all beat up you could swear Beel looks like a kicked puppy.
• Lots of “Are you okay” and “are you Sure your okay?”
• When your proudly state that you won a fight to defend Luke, Beel will grow relieved you weren’t just attacked.
• Makes sure that your getting treated then goes to help Luke who’s a bit shaken up.
• offers you both food to help distract you while your wounds are being treated.

Belphegor

• Immediately assumes you were attacked, and goes into defense mode.
• However when you proudly walk up to him, claiming that you won the fight, with your tail wagging he relaxes.
• He’ll make little jokes with you while you being patched up.
• Belphie would try to get revenge, but he can tell that Satan’s got it covered.
• After everyone has calmed down a bit he’ll subtly praise you for doing so well in a fight, and gaining better control of your demon form.

Diavolo

• He had arranged for everyone to meet at the house of lamentation for a small get together.
• The last thing he expected was for you to enter the house looking like you fell down some stairs, and followed by a disheaved Luke.
• Asks you what happened, and will chuckle when you claim that you saved Luke from a demon.
• Immediately notices and points out that your getting much better at controlling your demon form.
• Will ask for story details, and will smile at how proud you seem with your victory.
• Don’t tell anyone, but he may or may not have lended a and in helping Satan find the lesser demon.
• After all, assaulting two transfer students is definitely punishable…

Barbatos

• He already saw that this was going to happen, but when you pranced up to him with that proud smile he couldn’t help but smirk.
• Barbatos will allow the brothers to care for you mainly, while he makes some sweets for Luke to help calm him down.
• The young angel isn’t too shaken, but something sweet would surly help him feel better.
• Also makes some calming tea for everyone as you tell them exactly what happened.
• The one who quietly reminds Luke to thank you.

Solomon

• He’s proud of you for protecting Luke but…
• Surly those wounds hurt more than your letting on.
• Brings in some human painkiller since you dont know how demon ones will work on you.
• Also spends a lot of time with Luke.
• Solomon will be the one to distract Luke while his scrapes get cleaned up.
• Effectively gets Luke into another rant about how awful demons are, whilst Barbatos hands him a cupcake.
• Well hey at least he isn’t scared anymore.

Simeon

• My Mc is hurt!? My Baby is hurt!?
• Trying so hard not to panic because two of his favorite people just came home beat up.
• Simeon likes to think of himself as a caretaker for both Luke and You, so he’s popping back and forth between you both.
• Eventually Lucifer will reassure him that the brothers will care for you, so he’ll shift his focus to Luke.
• Still checks in on you though
• After everyone has calmed down, and your both treated Simeon will tell you how grateful and proud he is of you.

Luke

• The relief Luke felt when that demon was tugged off of him was quickly replaced with fear when he saw you were the one fighting them.
• However when you won he couldn’t help but be amazed.
• Gave you a shaky hug as you walked him to the house of lamentation.
• After he’s calmed down a bit he will thank you, offering to make you some cookies to make you feel better. Beel wants some 
• He used to be a bit intimidated by your demon form, but now he finds it really cool.
• But only because you half human of course! He would never find a 100% demon cool…
  

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Ask: I loved the Karen vs the Demon Bros post! Can you do a part 2 with the dateables? Thanks!! -Anon

Diavolo (Toxic religious Karen)

• This lady REALLY doesn’t know what shes getting into…
• Diavolo had wanted to spend more time in the human realm, and invited you to join him.
• The trip was meant to last a few days, and thus far it was going swimmingly. Well that cant last now can it 
• You decided to take some time in a nearby park before heading back to the Devildom, when a lady had approached you, asking if you were interested in hearing about her religion.
• Diavolo politely declined, but she stated getting upset and yelling about you both being sinners and demons.
• Of course that was only true of one of the two of you, so Diavolo decided to defend you, whilst also giving the Karen a bit of a fright.
• “Please leave me and my partner alone. Lest I need to show you the true power of a demon.”
  
• The air will grow colder, and even tough you cant see Diavolo’s expression, the Ladies reaction tells you that it was bone chilling.
• After she leaves Diavolo will continue the day as normal, perhaps offering to spoil you a bit more.

Barbatos

• Barbatos was headed to the human world for ingredients, and invited you to help him choose what flavors to work with.
• You were in the grocery store, picking out some strawberries when you apparently grabbed the pack that the lady behind you wanted.
• Of course instead of moving on, or asking nicely for the pack of strawberries, she chose to throw a fit.
• You were more than surprised when the package was waked out of your hands, and If Barbatos had been even a second later he wouldn’t have been able to catch them.
• He wore a fake smile as he gently tugged you closer to him and away from the feral woman.
• “It seems you accidentally bumped into my friend… Its quite alright though… I forgive you.”
  
• If you didn’t know better you’d think Barbatos was hexing her.
• She stood mouth agape, as Barbatos and you finished buying the fruits you picked out.
• You’ll continue shopping, and once you return to the Devildom Barbatos will teach you some of his favorite recipes as he incorporated the ingredients you got from the human world.

Solomon (Toxic Religious Karen Kinda)

• As teasing and mischievous as Solomon could be, he understood best how overwhelming the Devildom can be for a human.
• As such, it wasn’t uncommon for him to invite you to join him on visits to the human world.
• Being a human himself, Solomon has dealt with the most Karens in his time, and he can practically sense this woman’s intentions before you even enter the museum.
• He’ll try to subtly lead you away from her, going to exhibits where shes not nearby, or crowded areas where she might have a a different target for her bullshit.
• However when you enter the gift shop to find only a few people and the Karen Solomon cant really be as subtle.
• The Karen waists no time in pointing out the Pentagram on Solomon’s bag, and calling you monsters.
• “Actually we’re the most human of all our friends. If your so obsessed with my pentagram, perhaps I can show you what I can do with it…”
• After scaring off the Karen by threatening to curse her Solomon will let you pick out something from the gift shop for him to pay for.
• If you flash some puppy dog eyes he might be willing to get you that big plushie on the counter.

Simeon

• Simeon Is used to seeing the best side of humanity, so he’s shocked when he notices the hateful glare that this lady is sending your way.
• You had asked Simeon to join you in the human world to help you look for a gift for Luke’s birthday.
• You were at a nearby toy store where you saw some board games you thought Luke would like to play with Solomon and Simeon.
• However one lady with her kids seemed very unhappy with your presence in the store.
• You had been preoccupied when Simeon approached the Karen, otherwise you would have probably stopped him.
• “I noticed you staring at us. Did we do something to upset you?”
  
• The lady didn’t hesitate to go off on Simeon, and in the end you ended up quickly purchasing a board game and half dragging the angel out of the store.
• You explained to him that some humans were just mean sometimes, and the best thing to do was just to leave.
• Simeon will apologize, and offer to take you to dinner, or get you some Ice cream.

Luke

• Simeon’s birthday was approaching, so Luke asked you to join him to the human world so he could surprise him with a gift.
• …So maybe you got alittleside tracked, and ended up in a candy store…
• Hey your here so you might as well get something!
• Luke picked out something for himself, then asked to get some candy for Beelzebub since he would like some.
• However the lady at the counter seemed very judgement of the amount of candy you were getting since you got so much for Beel.
• She began scolding you about being a bad parent for getting so much candy for your kid.
• “Hey! Most of this isn’t even for me! And I’m not a kid! I’m a full grown Ang- Er Human!”
  
• Eventually the manager hears a commotion and comes out to help, sending the Karen to the back.

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Brothers version! (Part 1)

Ask: can you do p2 when Mc goes to the hospital for the sides?

I’m not doing Luke, because I dont wanna put that pressure on da child :(

Diavolo

• When Diavolo sees you struggling to breathe he immediately goes pale.
• Diavolo is by far the fastest to get you to the hospital, and no one will dare get in his way.
• He will do anything the doctors ask, even if that means he has to wait outside your room for three hours with only worry to plague his mind.
• The doctors will be the best in the hospital, and Diavolo guarantees your getting the best treatment regardless of price.
• The second your room is open to visitors he will be sat next to your bed.
• Diavolo will try to distract himself with a book or the room Tv, but every few seconds he still finds himself glancing at you to see if you’ve woken up yet.
• When you do wake up Diavolo will do his best to keep himself from crying.
• He doesn’t want you getting worried, but at the same time he’s so happy your okay.
• Hires a large medical staff in case something similar ever happens again.

Barbatos

• Barbatos can see a lot in the future… but there are always some limits.
• Unfortunately this was one of them.
• This will be pretty much the only time you will see Barbatos truly panicked.
• As he rushes you to the hospital he will be dead silent, with wide eyes and a distraught expression.
• When you arrive he will try to calm himself down a bit, and waits outside your room as the doctors work.
• When he’s allowed in he will give himself a moment to study you and make sure you are in fact stable before fully calming down.
• Diavolo excuses Barbatos from his duties while your bedridden, and the prince himself will also visit to bring tea and check on you.
• Barbatos will try to be more though when checking your future, but also sets up some emergency measures because he knows he cant know everything about the future.

Solomon

• Solomon doesn’t immediately realize whats going on, but the second he does he picks you up, rushing through a portal.
• Summoning a portal so quickly can be exhausting, but he needs to make up for not being as quick as a demon or an angel.
• Solomon will pace outside the hospital room while the doctors work.
• He’s running healing spells through his mind, trying to find the best one to use if it comes down to it.
• Luckily the doctors are able to help you, and Solomon doesn’t need to get to that point.
• When you wake up you’ll probably be surprised at how gentle and genuine Solomon is acting.
• For a few days after your released Solomon wont really tease you about anything and will frequently help you out with little things like classwork, or paying for your lunch.

Simeon

• Simeon notices something before you even start to struggle.
• He considered healing you himself, but would rather not risk it while your actively in danger.
• As he rushes you to the hospital he will talk to you, telling you that your almost there and that you’ll be okay.
• Simeon will wait outside you room, closing his eyes and silently praying for you to be okay.
• Once he’s allowed inside he will calm down a lot more.
• As long as your safe he’s willing to wait for you to wake up.
• Simeon will write a bit while your sleeping, trying to calm himself, and hoping he can read it to you when you wake up in case your panicked.
• Once your released Simeon will talk with you about what to do if it ever happens again, to help ease both of your worries about it.

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

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A/N: Here is the masterlist for my works for Obey Me!, please do tell me if there is something wrong with the links.

Fluff (), Hurt/Comfort (), Crack (), Angst (), Smut ()

Headcanons (H), Oneshots (O), Fics (F),

WIP (✏️), Completed (), Nisha’s Favourite (❣️)

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➥All Demon brothers

- Demon Bros with an MC who is touchy and affectionate (,H)

Lucifer

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Mammon

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Leviathan

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Satan

-Romantic Satan x GN!MC (,H)

Asmodeus

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Beelzebub

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Belphegor

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➥ Side characters

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Diavolo

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Barbatos

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Simeon

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Luke

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Solomon

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Mephistopheles

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Raphael

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Thirteen

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SOMEONE DIDN’T GET INTO BOX 5 FOR THE STUPID EVENT SO THEY MADE AN ART ABOUT IT

I’m not mad I’m not

Happy Birthday Simeon!

I’ve had this sitting around as a sketch since last year yikes

So, instead of finishing up an essay on international relations for college, I’ve been listening to some songs on my playlist, and came up with some crack performances based on the songs currently on loop. I’m trying something a little new here, but here me out. WARNING: The music lyric video hyperlinked in italics is the explicit version!!! Listen at your own discretion!! Song does not belong to me in any way!

• Diavolo and Simeon are just vibin’ to some music with MC and everyone in the House of Lamentation, not really doing anything eventful and suddenly the song “RNP” by YBN Cordae ft. Anderson .Paak starts playing in the living room. Both Diavolo and Simeon start humming the beginning tune, when they realize to their surprise they both know the song. 
• Both do the dramatic anime nod in agreement (y’all know the one)
• Impromptu karaoke performance begins to everyone’s surprise, Simeon rapping along to Anderson .Paak’s verses, while Diavolo raps to YBN Cordae’s, both seamlessly falling into their unspoken roles in the song
•   Celestial and Devildom Realms? Fighting? Nah, not here; these two single-handedly united all three realms with a collaboration fit for the ages.
• Hype people: MC, Solomon, Mammon, and Asmo (the latter two recording and uploading to Devilgram for shits and giggles)
• Lucifer.exe has stopped working
  
• Beel and Belphie are just scheming on how they can one-up the unlikely duo  
  
• Barbatos, Satan, Levi, and Luke are just as surprised as everyone else. They are so done, but refuse to admit that they were discretely nodding their heads to the beat. Almost nothing surprises them anymore; they just sort of go with it. Luke has so many questions for Simeon
  

Just a totally random thought in my head that needed to be let out at 1:44 a.m. so I can get back to suffering working on my essay. As always, thanks for reading!

mammonswhore:

on a scale of “I will die for him” to “I hope you starve and die”, can you rank the brothers and/or dateables?

I will die for him

• Mammon
• Luke (Ik he is not dateable but I had to include him)
• Beelzebub
• Diavolo
• Lucifer

I will kill for him

• Simeon
• Luke
• Solomon
• Mephistopheles
• Barbatos
• Satan
• Leviathan

I hope you starve and die

• Belphegor (suck it homicidal cowboy)
• Raphael (for now, we’ll see how his character develops)

{ I don’t have that strong feelings for Asmodeus so I don’t know where to put him. }

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cowmai:

Imagining an MC that swears somewhat frequently

Like they don’t necessary have to drop an f bomb in every sentence but if they bang their funny bone, get annoyed, or are struggling to open something theyll let something fly.

Lucifer hates it and says it’s unbecoming so he’s implemented a swear jar. MC, Mammon, and Satan are the largest contributors

However MC has a special swear jar of their own for biblical swears. He’s learned the hard way humans have a unique and vulgar habit of referencing big papa. Simeon supports the swear jar system but for vastly different reasons

Winners include: god damn it, fucking Christ, for the love of God, good lord, I swear to fucking god

Watch your tongue MC

MC: *hits toe on table leg*

MC: God-fucking-damnit!

Mammon: *spits the water he was drinking*

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[ Levi and MC were playing games in his room. They finally win an especially difficult co-op level after playing for three hours. ]

Leviathan: *happy snek noises* Hooray, MC! We won—

MC: *screaming in the WWE anchor voice* FUCK YEAH MOTHERFUCKERS! HOW YOU LIKE THAT?!

Leviathan: *crawls into his bathtub quaking*

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Lucifer: *enjoying the silence of his office*

MC: *tries to enter the room but spots SatanandBelphegor hiding in the corner in the last second*

MC: Jesus fucking Christ! You scared the shit out of me!

Satan:

Belphegor:

Lucifer: *heard everything inside his office* One evening. Just one. Peaceful. Evening.

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MC: *staring at the huge pile of homework in front of them*

MC: All of this is due…tomorrow?!

Simeon: Yes, even I think it is unreasonable.

MC: Oh God, fuck me.

Simeon: *freezes*

Simeon: *clears throat* MC…you might want to…review what you just said…

MC: *shakes their head* Not in the slightest. Considering the academic workload at R.A.D, I might even take the offer up to him.

Simeon: *dies on the inside but smiles through the pain* Good Heavens….

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MC: *opens fridge to get ingredients for dinner preparation only to find the fridge empty*

MC: BEEL!

Beelzebub: *sticks head out from behind the wall* Hmm?

MC: *angry human noises while pointing at the empty fridge*

Beelzebub: Oh, sorry about that. Fangol practice ran late and I was really hungry, so…

MC: *huffs* I swear to fucking God I’m done with this goddamn house getting on my goddamn nerves all the fucking time—

Beelzebub: *too shocked to speak*

Lucifer: *shouts from the living room* MC! LANGUAGE!

MC: *shouts back* THEN TELL HIM TO STOP EATING ALL MY GODDAMN FOOD!

Lucifer: STOP BRINGING FATHER INTO EVERYTHING!

MC: YOU ARE NOT MY MOTHER!

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*meanwhile God sneezing uncontrollably in the Celestial Realm while Michael blows every healer’s head off because they cannot figure out why he is sick*

So I came across this post by @ai-dev and it got me thinking:

So…here I am!

[ includes: angst, death, mentions of blood, trauma ]

[ A/N: This is written from their personalities and characters in Lesson 16. They came to know MC much more intimately afterwards. These are just my thoughts and in no way are to be equated to the canonical events. ]

• LUKE is absolutely aghast. Anyone who had spent even a minute in the same room as him knew about how deep his hatred for the demon kind ran, but it stung nonetheless. He was still an angel in the making, and even though he might not have not known MC for that long or that well, he had wanted to. From the moment they stood up for him, he had developed an innocent attachment that grew deeper over the days. His habit of quick association often got him reprimanded in the Celestial Realm, but for the first time he understood why. Because it stung. Like being stabbed in the chest with a jagged glass shard. It stung because he lost the person he wanted to care for, and even more when he was the one to blame. Angels were meant to be pure inside and out, but the venom targeted towards demons that now brewed in his heart charred its walls. But there was only so much of one emotion his little body could handle, so the moment he was done raging he broke down into fits of unsuccessfully suppressed sobs. All while his guardian angel cradled him in his arms…
• …speaking of who, was in deep conflict. SIMEON hadn’t known them for long, but he could tell that their soul was salubrious. He had been reigning himself from indulging too much, but his heart knew only to resist temptations, not the kindness and warmth they approached him with. And before he knew it, they had become fast friends. They were such a wonderful being, full of dreams, ambitions and a brightness that seemed to follow them everywhere. But it wasn’t just them he was reaching out to, it was to his long lost brothers as well. But when they all made it ample clear with both their words and actions that they wanted to have nothing to do with their former home anymore, Simeon couldn’t put in words how anguished he felt. He never hated them for what they did; if anything, deep down he had always lamented his cowardice that stopped him from joining them. Until now, their demonic natures had seemed like something very far away, for in his eyes they were still the same brothers he had lost, as if they had never disappeared in the first place. But now that something had happened which shoved reality in his face, Simeon didn’t know what to do. He was hanging onto a thin string between denial and remorse. He can only look on at his fellow tenant, who keeps alternating between staring out of the window and at Luke’s tiny form…
• …SOLOMON is no stranger to death. Indifference is expected from a being cursed with immortality. But despite having associated with a multitude of creatures throughout the course of his peculiar life, at his very core he still functioned with the fickleness of a human. Because that is something he once was; destructible, volatile. Somedays he doesn’t care, some days he does. He does feel upset over the gloom MC’s demise had brought upon, but he doesn’t feel like it’s his place to avenge their death or anything. He didn’t know them that well, having only had fleeting conversations with them. But they were enough to paint an overall good picture of them, good enough to feel that they didn’t deserve the hand fate had dealt them with. All he can do is keep moving, the way he always has and the way he always will.

I got Solomon’s UR+ card with just one pull and im soo happy

SIR WHY YOU GOTTA BE SO HANDSOME-

Cuddle Time w/ the OM Cast

Baby Simeon woke me up from my slumber. That card is fucking adorable, I want it.

Lucifer 

• The fact Lucifer doesn’t immediately throw them off whenever they try to snuggle should be proof enough of his love.
• Cuddling is mostly done in the privacy of his bedroom. Occasionally he’ll allow it in his office, but only if he’s not busy.
• He prefers to do it on one of the many chairs or cushions he has by the fire. Between the warmth of their body and the heat of the fireplace, he’ll relax into it in seconds…
• His favorite position is face-to-face with them on his lap - it’s a way for him to “hand over” control while still feeling perfectly in charge. Sure, they can trace his jaw or fluff his hair as much as they like, but it’s his arms holding them in place.
• Gets beyond grouchy if they get interrupted… First, it’s embarrassing, but second, who even has the right? If he gets pulled away for anything less than a house fire, someone (usually Mammon) is getting tied up to the chandelier…

Mammon 

• Jumps at cuddle time, but always tries to play it off afterwards like an indecisive puppy.
• Like Lucifer, he prefers his bedroom or theirs, but he’ll do it in the Common Room too if he really needs a “pick-me-up.” It’s just that they usually get interrupted in there, so…
• Likes to cuddle in bed or on couches, any place that’s long enough to let him stretch out a bit. He wants to monopolize as much MC as he can.
• Favorite position is laying on them so that his head is on their stomach or chest, kind of like a blanket. Like I said, the MC Surface Area to Mammon ratio is very important to him. More than half of MC must be cuddled for supreme satisfaction.
• Whines like crazy if they get interrupted (and they usually do). Nearly every brother has an automatic gut reaction to toss him across the room if they see it happening, but that never stops him trying.

Leviathan 

• Levi had to warm to cuddling but after that he was all-in for life.
• Really only does it in his room (duh). He gets so nervous about trying it anywhere else that you’d think it was scandalous or something…
• Actually prefers to cuddle on the floor - on beanbags or pillows of course. It’s not terribly comfortable to cuddle and play games together in his bedtub and he needs the multitasking.
• Favorite position (scratch that, the only position) is with their back to him and his arms around them in some way, probably also gripping a controller (or vice versa). They can do it laying down or sitting up, but that’s what he can muster. His brain stops functioning if they ever try to face each other…
• Not above vague thoughts of homicide if they get interrupted. He already doesn’t like letting go, so add on the depletion of his all important “MC Meter” and he’s going to be very grumpy indeed…

Satan 

• Cuddles a bit like a semi-social cat. Less big on full-on snuggling, but he still requires physical contact.
• Much more relaxed about the PDA than the others, but his affection style is more casual looking as well. He’ll cuddle right about anywhere, but mostly whenever he’s reading.
• Couches or loveseats are easiest. Chairs are less so, but manageable as long as they can sit close to each other. 
• Favorite position is to have them sit next to him with their legs over his lap. He only needs one hand to read so the other usually roams around mindlessly while he’s engrossed in a book. He may rub their thighs, hold their hand, or play with their hair.
• Hates being interrupted with a burning passion. The death glare he’ll send to anyone stupid enough to try could curdle milk… Give Satan his MC time if you know what’s good for you.

Asmodeus

• Needs cuddle time like he needs air, but would you expect any less from the embodiment of Lust?
• Down to cuddle anytime, anywhere - zero shame and no hint of hesitation. Sometimes he’ll come over and latch into them in the middle of someone else’sconversation…
• Fond of using beds but he’s also mastered cuddling in the tub, his bathroom is certainly built for it. Nothing beats a nice hot bath with his nice warm MC!
• Favorite position is really any of them. He’s hardly going to be picky - though if given the choice, he’ll pull them to the nearest bed and wrap himself around them so tight that they may get stuck together.
• Whines louder than Mammon if they ever get interrupted and pelt the intruder with pillows or shoes to make them go away (it rarely works though…). 

Beelzebub 

• Always happy to cuddle with MC!… as long as they don’t mind his stomach growling from time to time.
• Prefers to cuddle after he’s downed some big feast. When the food coma is setting in, it’s really nice to hold MC for a while… They make him feel full for at least five extra minutes!
• He tries to incorporate MC into his training sometimes so his favorite position is to have them latched onto him like a kola while he goes about the House. If their arms or legs get tired, he’ll carry them over to a couch and just continue from there.
• If he’s got to be still, then he prefers to cuddle in a bed, ideally one where Belphie is. Nothing warms his heart more than having the both of them clung into him in some way, it’s very therapeutic.
• Not AS bothered when they get interrupted… If anything he’s just disappointed. He was probably having fun, but they’ll come back, right…?

Belphegor 

• Look, all time is “Cuddle Time” and any other activity is just a distraction. If Belphie could hot glue the MC to his body, he would. 
• Being cuddled to sleep is a MUST. He thrives on their proximity and the sound of their heartbeat is the world’s best lullaby.
• Unfortunately, he doesn’t even need to be particularly comfortable to get cuddling in… He has been known to just collapse onto their lap if he’s tired enough, all else be damned.
• His favorite position is any way that lets them be his pillow. Any particular soft parts of the body like the stomach are fair game. He’ll use their thighs like a neck pillow if he wants to (and hope that they don’t try choking him out of revenge…).
• There’s really no interrupting Belphie. If someone needs MC, he’ll latch onto their legs so they either stay put or bring him too. The others have to use magic or spatulas just to pry him off…

Diavolo

• Big on cuddle time. HUGE on cuddle time! This man has hardly ever been touched, so this is a dream come true!!
• Look, he’s the king so he’ll cuddle them wherever he damn well pleases! (That’s a lie, Barbatos won’t let him do it during work hours… Otherwise it’s fine.)
• He’s very enthusiastic but uh… kind of inexperienced so a lot of things (like convenient location) don’t occur to him right away. Like sure, they could go cuddle in a big ass bed, but he really wants to hold them RIGHT NOW so they’re just going to have to do this in an empty ballroom somehow…
• His favorite position is probably best described as the “Teddy Bear,” where they just sit on his lap and he hugs them from behind. He’ll even rest his chin on their head if he can. It looks vaguely like he’s holding them hostage but they actually seem happy about it.
• Unless your name is Barbatos or Lucifer, you do not interrupt them. As far as he knows, there’s still a snake in the dungeons and you don’t want to be the person he sends to check…

Barbatos

• A spot of quiet intimacy is quite rare for him… but never unwelcome.
• Assuming Barbs even finds the time in his schedule to sit still for a while, he will almost always opt to do so when utterly alone (sometimes even in deserted timelines). It’s very embarrassing to be caught procrastinating at work…
• Ever the pleaser, he’ll claim that he has no real preferences but if he were being honest it’s when they’re curling up together on a cushion or loveseat. It’s comfortable, but still allows for some proper conversion.
• Unlike others, no matter what position they take he’ll always want to be face-to-face. When he gets to be with them so rarely, why would he ever want to see their back turned…?
• NO ONE interrupts them. No one. Short of Diavolo needing him desperately, if someone sees the two of them together they will turn around. Even an irritated Barbatos is scary, an angry one is terrifying…

Simeon

• Oh man… This is the height of intimacy for an angel. Cuddling with Simeon is just as sweet and relaxing as it sounds - it’s an almost photogenic level of serenity, fit for the brushes of Renaissance painters trying to define what divine love is…
• Naturally, because it’s such an intimate act Simeon will only do so in absolute privacy. He doesn’t even want Luke to see, it’s just that personal…
• Part of why he’s so guarded is because it’s one of the rare times he’ll let his wings be free. They’re very delicate, so he has to sit on stools, logs, or other backless seats to even let them out but it’s worth it.
• His favorite position is to have the MC sit across his lap while he holds them as close as possible. He’ll beat his wings for a nice breeze on hot days or fold them in to shelter the MC from cold ones. No matter what, their movement is so glimmering and graceful that they’re practically mesmerizing…
• To him getting interrupted is legitimately so mortifying you’d think he got caught streaking. Even the brothers - sans Satan - will avert their eyes if they find them like that… while still telling him to back off but at least they’re considerate about it.

Solomon

• Solomon’s softest moments come when he’s cuddling MC… but he’s still a little mischievous no matter what.
• They pretty much have to do it in secret because if any of the brothers see them, they’ll throw a fit… So snuggling in cramped storage closets or “so-high-up-in-the-air-no-one-can-stop-us” it is!
• But when he wants to poke buttons, Solomon will magic them onto his lap dead-ass in the middle of RAD, like, two minutes before a class starts just to watch the world burn…
• If he had a favorite position, it’s sitting wrapped up together in his cape. It feels intimate, warm, and the starry-sky pattern makes him feel like there’s nothing in the universe but them…
• Interruptions are frequent - thank the PDA police - but only in the Devildom. In the human world, though? They’re all his and he soaks up every minute of it… Sorry fellas.

How the Obey Me Cast Would Protect MC

Lucifer

• With all his (considerable) might.
• Keeping his human safe in such a dangerous place is a point of pride to him. To attack them, then, is to besmirch that pride… and you can imagine the consequences of that.
• Cold and brutal, but also swift and effective. Lucifer will have any attacker who comes at them cooked to a crisp then served to Cerberus by lunchtime.
• If someone were to actually hurt MC, he’d take it as a failure on his part and seek to “fix” it by any means necessary. An eye for an eye is not nearly strict enough, even a light bruise will make him go for the heart.

Mammon

• To his dying breath.
• They are one of the best things to happen to him in centuries so do you think that he’s going to let them go easily? Of course not!
• Mammon is no slouch. He’s second oldest and second strongest, so any intruder better take him seriously. His speed is his greatest weapon and he’ll end a fight before it gets to start.
• Mammon would 100% lay down his life if it meant keeping MC safe. He wouldn’t think about it nor hesitate and his attacks are pretty reckless in kind. Anyone who hurts MC won’t be able to hide behind his self-preservation, they’re always going down even if he’s going with them.

Leviathan 

• With the force of a Grand Admiral.
• Usually, Levi prefers to stay out of confrontation. Not because he’s too weak to fight but because he’s often too much to handle.
• This man’s opening move is to summon a seven-headed sea monster that floods the local area and chews his opponents to pieces… How much worse do you think he can do when he’s serious?
• Levi isn’t put into the spotlight very often and he’ll rarely enter a fight head-on, but for MC he’ll win any battle, any time. He’s bringing a tank to a water balloon fight and he doesn’t care who screams, “HAX!!!”

Satan

• Like a beast without a cage.
• Don’t be fooled by his brains and good manners, under all of that lies a bona fide demon.
• “Savage” doesn’t even begin to describe Satan when he’s pissed and being a threat to MC will get him there in a millisecond. He’s every bit as remorseless as Lucifer, but without the careful efficiency. Breaking every bone takes time.
• And again, that’s only if he considers someone a threat. To anyone who actually hurts MC, there’ll be so little left Simeon will have nothing to pray over… Promise.

Asmodeus 

• As if they were a part of himself.
• Asmo has gone on record many times saying how much he loves himself - he could kiss a mirror, he loves himself that much. But when MC stepped into his life, they became a part of him too.
• So all that anger he gets when he sees a chipped nail? The fury he feels when someone ruins his hair? He feels the same when someone hurts MC, but tenfold. 
• The people who hurt them aren’t just attacking his image, they’re attacking his soul - and he responds in kind. No punishment is too steep at that point. Even if it was his charm, he’d say they did it to themselves.

Beelzebub 

• Like he’s sworn an oath.
• In the Celestial Realm, Beel was ready to lay down his life for Lucifer. He doesn’t see much of a difference here, really.
• Defending his loved ones is in his DNA - it’s how he thinks and operates. The moment the MC befriended Beel, whether they knew it or not, they had a bodyguard for life.
• He’s already lost one family member but he’ll never lose another. He’ll be the first to leap to their defense and the last to ever call it quits. Satan may leave a little, but Beel will make sure there’s nothing left when he’s done.

Belphegor 

• Like there’s finally something worth fighting for.
• Being as lazy and lethargic as he is, most people wouldn’t pick Belphegor as their protector, but for MC? He’ll wake right up.
• Belphie had been running on autopilot for a long time after losing Lilith… If he had any reason to fight anymore, it’d be for Beel but it’s not like his twin needs the help.
• The MC is different… so human and as fragile as ever. Though it feels like they could disappear at any moment, he’d never let it happen. He’d burn everything to the ground first.

Diavolo

• With the power of a King.
• Just take a moment to actually appreciate how insane someone must be to want to hurt MC with the Demon Lord at their back…
• Does this even need elaboration? He would maim them, eviscerate them, send an army to trample their bones, then resurrect the pieces to do it all over again!
• For the good that the MC has done him, his realm, and the world at large - he wouldn’t settle for anything less. But of course, no one would be that stupid anyway… Right…?

Barbatos

• Quietly, from the shadows.
• Barbatos knows where he fits in the world. He doesn’t need any fame or glory, nor to be looked at as some kind of hero (because he most certainly is not).
• Barbs will take every measure possible to be sure that threats are dealt with, but always behind the scenes. He’s a man of many talents, thus it never takes him very long.
• The MC is his Lord’s guest and very important to everyone there… Their stay shouldn’t be marred by something as trivial as fear. They can just keep going about their day as usual and he’ll keep the threats buried out of sight… literally.

Simeon

• Without mercy.
• All the kindness in the world can’t hide one thing, Simeon is a living weapon - plain and simple - as an Archangel it’s in his job description.
• Loyal but pragmatic, Simeon will do or say what he needs to in order to get the best outcome he can. He’s an angel, but he’ll bend or even break the rules when MC is involved…
• If they’re in danger, he will defend them however he can and with all his might. There’s no room for forgiveness or talking things out. He’s risked everything for them before and he’ll do it again and again…

Solomon

• Even if the world burns…
• To say that Solomon has a “different” way of looking at things would be charitable. Either from prolonged corruption or centuries of a lonely life: his methods, priorities, and even logic can be a bit iffy to others…
• Likewise, for reasons only he knows (perhaps the emotion called “Love”), he’s decided that the MC is worth protecting above all else. He will hold true to this.
• The stars could be falling and the planet cracking to pieces sending mayhem running through the streets as the Three Realms collapse around them - but he will do everything in his immense power to safeguard the only thing that matters - his MC.

When the MC Won’t Pick Up the Phone: (Un)Dateables Edition 

Hey y'all, I’m really sorry for the long silence… The depression spell hit me way harder than usual this last time, had things in my life not been so fragile I probably would have considered some kind of extra treatment. It got pretty damn bad… But I’m doing better for now, took some rest and started on a big project for a different site just to take my mind off things. I hope to keep writing here too when I can but I’m just going to focus on myself for a little while, y’all. Sorry for making ya worry…

Diavolo

• Okay so “patience” and “Diavolo” don’t really belong in the same sentence when it comes to MC.
• You think Lucifer has it bad sometimes? Poor MC gets his neediness even worse.
• It’s not his fault, really, he just gets so lonely all the time and MC comforts that… But expect spam. And bribes. So many bribes…
• Dia: Good morning, MC!
• Dia: I have great news, I’ve ordered Barbatos to learn yet another human dish for you! French toast is what I believe it’s called.
• Dia: I’m no good judge of human food, would you like to come over and have a taste?
• Dia: MC?
• Dia: MC?
• Dia: Are you alright?
• Dia: Should I send help??
• MC: Dia, sweetie, I’d love some French Toast but it’s 4 in the morning…
• Dia: Yes, and?
• MC: … Give me an hour, please.
• Dia: Okay!

Barbs

• This man’s schedule doesn’t give him the luxury of talking to the MC as much as he would like…
• Communicating through text is honestly easier on them both, since it gives him a decent amount of time to respond between chores.
• Cause he can’t text all the time, he rarely gets upset if they don’t respond for a while. Who is he to talk? Barbs prides himself for being a demon, not a hypocrite.
• That being said, he gets a little disappointed if they don’t answer his calls… He gets time for them so rarely, so he tries to make them count!
• If the MC misses a call from Barbs, then they should call him back ASAP otherwise he’ll feel unappreciated and get a little sulky…
• Admittedly, sulky Barbs is still polite, but the MC can tell the difference between Hello (I’m happy to see you!) and Hello (this is my just job). Plus, Dia doesn’t like it when Barbs is upset so best not do it, yeah?

Simeon

• Alright so, Simeon is still hit or miss when it comes to all this technology stuff. He’s gotten better! … But he still has his moments.
• For that reason, Simeon mostly likes to just talk to them face-to-face or… Well by mail.
• Would you think it’s weird to receive an aged parchment, beautifully penned in gold ink from an angel’s quill from a guy who lives, like, five minutes away tops?
• Would you find it strange that these letters, romantic as they may look, are pretty much just daily gossip detailing the things that Luke and Solomon have been up to or asking how Lucifer is doing?
• Would it bother you at all to get one of these every other day? And require a written response?
• If not, congratulations. If so, well too bad. But hey, as soon as he figures out the camera feature you might start getting thumb-covered selfies! (Be nice to him, he’s still learning).

Luke

• Everybody’s favorite little brother sends some pretty adorable texts! A lot of pictures of flowers, birds, or however his latest recipe came out.
• But if he doesn’t hear from them in a while, poor kid just gets so worried…
• Think about it, they’re all alone over there with a bunch of unpredictable demons! Who knows what could be happening whenever they don’t respond!!
• To his credit, any time Luke can’t get ahold of MC, he doesn’t just spam them… He hauls ass over to the House or the closest demon brother like they’ve been missing for weeks and are down to their last drops of water!
• Unfortunately, this annoys most of the House so then they all start nagging the MC to always respond to Luke’s texts as well… Basically, they just can’t ignore Luke - he worries waaay too much.

Solomon

• Look, this is Solomon. If there’s a message he wants the MC to see, they’re going to see it.
• He may send it by carrier pigeon.
• He may write it in the clouds.
• He may just pop his head through a portal and tell them himself.
• But they’re GOING to see it. There’s no escaping this magic madman…
• If Solomon really feels like they’ve been ignoring him, they’ll start finding his “messages” popping up everywhere in sometimes spooky ways…
• Like finding a message scrawled into the fog of a bathroom mirror, but instead of creepy murder shit, it just says, “Call me! ♡”
• When the cracks on the wall start reading, “You want lunch?” it’s time to just pick up the phone already. Trust me.

Obey Me! Side characters meeting MC’s desceased loved one

This is the second part of a request I got. I’m not sure if the person wanted a side characters’ version but I like writing them to here I go again!

I hope these don’t come across as disrespectful in any way. That is not my intention in the slightest. The same warnings apply as before.

TW: mentions of death, causes of death, meantions of drugs.. Nothing too graphic though.

[Brothers’ vers.] HERE

• You were eating dinner with Diavolo, just gazing at each other lovingly while occasionally remembering to take a bite out of your meals.
• You were very much in the honeymoon phase of your relationship, but Diavolo already knew what he wanted your future together to hold. And what Diavolo wants, that he gets.
• So, while you were chewing onto your food, Diavolo spoke up.
• “I want to talk to your parents. I want to ask for their permission to court and marry you.” Diavolo stated non-chalantly, as if he hadn’t just dropped a huge bomb onto your head. You nearly choked on your food at his comment.
• “You want.. What?!” You asked after managing to swallow the food you were eating. Your face was red, either from blushing or nearly choking to death.
• Diavolo just chucked at your reaction, finding it rather amusing, “You heard me right. I want to talk to your parents about my plans to marry you.”
• You thought about it for a moment, trying to compose yourself. Diavolo, the literal prince of Devildom, had just spoken up about his intentions to marry you, a measely human.
• “There might be.. One problem..” You mumbled quietly, not daring to meet Diavolo’s eyes.
• “What is it, dear? I’m sure I can fix it.” Diavolo promised you, reaching out to take your hand, squeezing it.
• “My mom.. She’s dead.” you sighed, your eyes filling up with tears as your own words felt like an arrow piercing your heart.
• “Oh..” Diavolo gasped, surprised, “I’m so sorry for your loss.. What about your father, then?” Diavolo continued to question you. You shook your head.
• “It’s been my mom and I since I was born. My father didn’t stick around.” you admitted, looking down at your lap.
• Diavolo stayed quiet for a moment, “That is alright. I just wanted to be proper and introduce myself, but.. We don’t need anyone’s permission to get married.” Diavolo quickly got himself together and stated with a hearty laugh. You smiled at your lap, still feeling Diavolo’s warm and big hand interlaced with yours.
• That vey same night after you had left the castle, Diavolo decided to take matters into his own hands. He wouldn’t be able to bring your mother back to life, no, but he if anyone would be able to reach out to her for a little talk. He was the crown prince of demons after all.
• Summoning the dead wasn’t too difficult for him, and in no time your mother was in the same room with him, still recovering from the sudden disturbance and teleportation.
• “Where.. Where am I?” she questioned, blinking rapidly and looking around with widened eyes.
• “You’re in the Demon Lord’s castle, ma'am.” Diavolo explained with a gregarious smile.
• “I’m.. in Hell?!” the woman suddenly panicked, looking around for an exit. But Diavolo’s reflexes were faster than hers and he quickly took the woman by her wrist.
• “You needn’t fret. Your stay here is temporary and you will be sent back after you’ve heard me out,” he assured her, trying to appear kind, but fear and intimidation was still evident in the woman’s eyes, “My name is Diavolo. I’m the future ruler of Devildom.”
• “S-So you’re Satan?” the woman questioned, confused.
• “No. Satan is somebody else. You humans do seem to have many misconceptions of demons..” Diavolo let out a drawn out sigh with an amused grin, having heard that many people believe Satan to be the rightful ruler of Hell.
• “W-What do you want from me? My soul? Is that it?” the woman questioned, still doubtful.
• “Nothing like that. I just wanted to talk to you. You see, I’ve found myself quite enamoured by your child.” Diavolo stayed patient with your mother, not wanting to scare or hurt her.
• “My child?! Is MC in Hell?! What are they doing here? Send them home!” your mother shrieked, panic setting in again.
• “Ah, well, they partook in my exchange program to help unite the three realms. They were one of our human students we housed. It was not my original plan to fall for them, but I just found myself unable to stay away from them.” Diavolo explained.
• “So what you are saying is.. You kidnapped my child, forced them to go to your school and NOW you are absolutely obsessed with them?” the woman accused, growing angry.
• “No that’s not it.. Quite. They came and stayed here by their own free will. They have befriended many demons and angels alike and are well looked after. And I’m not obsessed with them, I just love them.” Diavolo tried to convince your mother that his intetions were good.
• The woman looked at Diavolo with a hardened expression, “So why was I needed here? Is my child alright?” she finally relented.
• “They’re perfectly fine. I summoned you here, because, well…” Diavolo took a deep breath; this first meeting had been very bumpy, but he had to take his chances, “I’m planning to properly court and marry your child and I was wishing to ask you for your permission to do so.”
• The woman’s eyes were as big as saucers, her mouth slighly ajar at the revelation, “A demon wants to marry… My child?” she repeated Diavolo’s words in disbelief.
• “Yes. More than anything. I’ve never felt this way towards anyone else,” Diavolo nodded with a serious expression on his face, “Moreover, your child would have everything they’d ever need or want. I can provide them with anything their heart desires.”
• “But what if their heart desires to bring me back to life?” the woman asked. That question made Diavolo freeze up. Bringing back the dead was one of the only things that were out of his limits. Not without huge sacrifices at least. Sacrifices that could lead to disturbances and uprisings in all three realms.
• “I am sorry.. But I fear that might be out of my bounds.” Diavolo hung his head low, feeling defeated.
• But to his surprise, your mom reached out to lay her hand on his shoulder comfortingly, “I was just testing you. To see your true intentions. I had a feeling it wouldn’t be possible, so I was trying to see if you would either lie.. Or promise to go so far there’s no point of return.” she assured him with a calming tone.
• “So did I pass your test?” Diavolo questioned, looking deep into your mother’s eyes again.
• She nodded, “Yes, you did. You.. Have my blessings to go forward with your plan. I don’t have much choice either way, do I? I’m dead and my child is perfectly capable to make their own decisions. And if they choose to marry you, well, I’m happy for them.” and for the first the, the woman smiled.
• Diavolo crushed the woman into a tight bear hug, “Thank you so much!” he laughed in pure joy, relieved and ecstatic that she had said yes.
• “You’re welcome.. My son.” your mother called him her son endearingly, as a sign that he’s now part of their family. Just the simple word made Diavolo’s heart flutter.
• Later, when he had already sent your mother back, he kept repeating that word in his head. Son.. He didn’t remember his mother, so having someone like her call him her son made him extremely happy and wondering if this is what it felt like to have a mother, even if in reality she was his mother-in-law and dead.

• Barbatos wasn’t allowed to meddle with the timelines per his Young Master’s request. Neither did he really have any real interest to do so; it was much more entertaining to see how things would work out without him controlling the narrative.
• Even with his powers and high position in society there were many things out of his control; like the attraction he felt towards you. It is something unspoken, new and unfamiliar to him, but he welcomes this change from the neverchaning stream of events that his ordinary life so far has been filled with.
• Sometimes when he had some time to spare, he liked to get to know you better; not by talking to you, but by gazing at your past. Seeing you grow up from a tiny human child into the person you are today has been truly magnificient, especially since Barbatos has never been a child himself.
• One scene captivated is attention more than anything else; you visiting an old man every Friday, sitting on his knee, showing off your drawings, telling stories and playing pretend with the smiling old man.
• It was truly an endearing scene; the chidlike wonder in your eyes, the gentle look that the man, presumably your grandfather, gave you as you babbled on.
• So one time after you had left your grandfather’s house, he decided to pay himself a little visit, rebelling against Diavolo’s orders. He wanted to meet the man you seemed to carry so much love towards.
• Your grandfather was sitting on an armchair, next to a grandfather clock as Barbatos appeared on the armchair next to him.
• “Hello, mister. Are you perhaps MC’s grandfather?” Barbatos asked politely. The old man turned to look at his, his eyes wide.
• “Who are you? Have you come to claim my soul?” he questioned, a hint of worry in his eyes. Barbatos kept his calm demeanor.
• “Nothing of that sort. I apologize if I scared you. My name is Barbatos and I am the keeper of time and space.” Barbatos introduced himself.
• “I am MC’s grandfather, yes. What do you mean by… Keeper of time and space?” your grandfather requested some much needed clarification.
• Barbatos kept quiet for a moment, thinking whether it was safe to explain that to the old man. After a moment of thinking he decided to indulge the man, knowing he wouldn’t be around to tell the story many years longer, “I keep track of timelines and might interfere with them if so needed. I’m really not from your time or space, but just found myself intrigued by your presence and influence on little MC.”
• “How do you know my little MC?” your grandfather questions, raising an eyebrow.
• “ We’re…” Barbatos thought about how to describe your relationship for a moment, “From the same circle.” He finally stated, not wanting to use the word friend without your consent, especially knowing how he feels towards you without you knowing about it.
• “Well, they must be special to you, seeing you came here for them just to talk to me.” the old man laughed, leaving Barbatos slightly flustered on the inside, not that you could see it from his face, “But how do I know you’re not lying to me? What year is it in your time?” the man challenges Babratos.
• “In human world years it’s 2022, sir.” Barbatos replied impeccably.
• “Hmm.. As far as I know, it’s 2007. Well, what kind of major world events take place between 2007-2022?” the old man nodded his head slowly, taking in the answer and trying to wrap his head around Barbatos’ answer.
• Babratos begins to tell about the pandemic, differets wars and conflicts that have taken place, about terrorist attacks and the financial crisis of 2007-2008.
• “Very well.. I guess I’ll have to wait and see whether your predictions come true.” your grandfather looked thoughtfully at his hands, “Can you tell me something about my death?”
• Barbatos falls silent. Of course he has seen it. He has watched that scene more than once. The old man, now living and healthy, will be connected to many tubes and machines in a hospital as a sobbing MC sits by his bed, holding his hand and asking him to stay for a bit longer. He had seen when the old man got his diagnosis. He had seen his health slowly deteriorating. He had seen his funeral. He knew the day, the hour, even the second of his passing. But some things should stay secret, at least to humans in his mind.
• “Do you really wish to know?” Barbatos questions the man, a shadow falling over his eyes as he looked at the man expectantly. Your grandpa pressed his back against the arm chair, looking slightly worried.
• “I.. I don’t think I want to, no.” he shook his head with a sigh, tapping the armrest of his chair.
• “Thought so. Stop worrying about your time running out and just enjoy the moments you have left,” Barbatos said with a small smile, “Do you believe me now?”
• “I suppose so… My friends are not going to believe their ears when I tell them this one!” the old man quickly recovered, turning back into his cheerful self.
• “There is one request I would like to ask of you,” Barbatos muttered and fished a intricate pocket watch out of his pocket, “Can you give this to MC? It is nothing dangerous or special, it is just a regular watch.”
• Your grandfather took the watch and inspected it closer. It had a rather regal looking engravings, accompanied by a fancy cursive ‘B’ and a teacup charm attached to it.
• “Their birthday is coming up. Perhaps this could be a part of their birthday gift? I am positive they will cherish it alongside with the other presents you might give them as they come from their beloved grandfather.” Barbatos explained even further, wanting to make sure you will receive his little gift.
• The old man stays quiet for a while longer before nodding, “I’ll do that.” he promised after his small hesitation. Barbatos’ smile widened.
• “Thank you,” Barbatos thanked the man before standing up and dusting off his clothes, “I need to head off. I might be needed elsewhere. Thank you for your time. Don’t forget to live and enjoy the ride.” Barbatos bowed to the man before teleporting him back to the current day timeline.
• For the rest of the day, he had been smiling to himself, proud to think that you had maybe been carrying a piece of him with you ever since your birthday back then.
• Suddenly his phone pinged and he saw that he had received a message from you. You had written: 'I just found this old pocket watch I got from my grandfather when I was a child and it reminded me of you! Isn’t that a fun coincidence?’
• What a fun coincidence indeed, dear MC.

• Simeon was visiting the human world as he was ordered to do so by Michael. He apparently had to gather some information on the recent events in the human world and write them down.
• Everthing was going well and Simeon had written down a lot of new information on the human world when he became.. Distracted.
• There was a book fair in the city he was staying at and Simeon could not NOT visit that as an author himself.
• Maybe he’d find some new interesting human world books and meet some human authors.
• The book fair was a hit! Simeon talked with plenty of cool authors, got to buy so many books and even saw TSL being marketed there. He loved talking about the series with strangers who didn’t know that he was the author of it.
• Anyway, one seminar being held there that was about an author that had passed away a few years prior. He decided to enter the seminar, having not heard about his books before.
• Weird.. This man shared his last name with you. Must be a common surname in this country, eh?
• He saw pictures of the man on the screen. He seemed like a kind man. But wait.. He saw a man exactly like him sitting in the crowd, listening to the seminar with a curious smile.
• No one else seemed to notice him though.
• So Simeon decided to take action. He changed his seats, walking up the the man, “Is this seat taken?” he questioned politely. The man turned to look at him with a shaken expression.
• “No..” he mumbled in shock and Simeon nodded, sitting down next to him, “You can see me?” the man asked in disbelief as Simeon nodded, “You can’t be a human, right?”
• Simeon smiled mysteriously, “Perhaps I’m not. But I don’t think you’re alive either, so what are you doing here?” he turned the question around.
• “Well, I just wanted to see what they were talking about me. I’ve always had a curious mind, you see.” he chuckled, studying Simeon intently.
• “I am an author myself and I’d like to ask you a few questions if that’s alright?” Simeon asked for the man’s permission to question him further.
• “The floor is yours.” the man nodded with a smile.
• “I’ve recently been hitting kind of a writer’s block.. What inspired you to write your books?” Simeon asked his first question.
• “Good question..” the man rubbed his chin in deep thought, “Dreams. Life events. Love. One of my best selling books’ main character was actually inspired by a person I knew, my niece/nephew. I base many of my characters on people I know.”
• “Oh, I do that too!” Simeon chuckled, thinking back at the demon brothers. Maybe he should start including MC and Solomon to his books, too, “Do you think the book sold well because of the main character?”
• “Well, at least partially. MC has always been a very relatable person.. I’ve gotten plenty of comments about how my readers really related to them and loved the way they spoke and acted in my book.” the author explained and Simeon froze at hearing that name.
• “MC? As in MC *last name*?” He tried to clear the situation up.
• “Yes, that’s the name of my niece/nephew. Do you happen to know them?” the author asked and Simeon started to piece the puzzle pieces together. If this man was calling you his niece/nephew, that meant that this man was your uncle, right?
• “Yes, we’re.. Friends.” Simeon answered, his cheeks slightly reddening. You might be a little more than friends or at least he had more deeper feelings towards you than that of a friend, but… He just couldn’t admit that to your UNCLE.
• “Ah, what a coincidence. I wonder what kind of crowd my niece/nephew has gotten into, seeing they have befriended someone not quite human..” he japped at Simeon with a teasing tone.
• Simeon bit his tongue, trying not to explain to him that his darling niece/nephew has befriended demons and angels, “so what was that book about?” he changed the subject quickly.
• “The main character was chosen as an exchange student. But that school was not just any school - it was a school with students from three different species - vampires, werewolves and humans. Previously this three species had hated each other - humans tried to stake vampires, vampires had a natural and instinctual hatred towards werewolves and werewolves mauled human villages and houses during the full moon. It was all up to the main character to get these species to see past their differences and work together.” the man told the plot of his best selling book to Simeon.
• Simeon couldn’t help but smile, noticing some funny parallels.. Exchange students, three species, one human to connect them all together? Sounds all too familiar to him.
• “You said you were an author too? And that you were suffering with a writer’s block, yes?” the man suddenly asked, a serious look on his face.
• “Yes..?” Simeon nodded, not quite catching onto what the ghost was after.
• “I never managed to finish one of my manuscripts.. It’s actually meant to be a sequel to the book I just described to you.. If you feel up to the challenge, could you finish writing that book for me and publish it posthomously? You could donate the earnings of that book to my niece/nephew, seeing that they were my inspiration to the first book altogether.” your uncle requested in all seriousness, rendering Simeon speechless.
• “I know it is a lot to ask, but.. I believe you would be able to finish my story the way it is meant to be finished.” the ghost author continued, seeing Simeon’s doubts.
• Simeon thought about it for a moment. This could help him with his writers block AND he did know MC while also having the abilites to write a succesful book, “Alright. Do you have the manuscripts with you?” Simeon finally gave in and saw the ghost’s face light up.
• “Yes, they’re in this briefcase.” your uncle handed him a leather briefcase. Simeon opened it and saw around 200 pages worth of text. He flipped the first page just to read the words..
• 'Dedicated to my niece/newphew MC. You’re the real main character. Thank you for always making my days brighter.’
• Simeon was about to ask the ghost another question but when he looked back up, he was gone. Simeon stared blankly ahead, trying to compute all the information.
• “Okay, I’ll write this for you and for MC.” Simeon mumbled to himself before getting up, buying the first book your uncle had written and walking out of the book fair, clearly on a mission.

• Luke was up in the Celestial Realm one day, baking something delicious to Michael when he suddenly heard the sound of something crashing in the dining room.
• Luke quickly ran to the scene, finding a young boy, probably around six-years-old, and a dog standing there, shattered plated next to their feet. They had guilty looks in their eyes.
• “Hey! What are you doing? Those plates belong to Michael!” Luke scolded them and knelt down to pick up the pieces of the broken plates, “Ugh, this is such a mess..” he muttered.
• “I-I’m sorry…” the little boy mumbled and knelt down to help Luke out, “I’m just new here, a-and my dog is so playful..” he tried to explain himself.
• The dog whimpered sadly, tail between its legs. Luke couldn’t stay mad at the cute dog and the poor little boy who was visibly shaking in his boots.
• “Oh well, it’s just plates, at least no one got hurt..” he sighed before looking up at the boy, “what’s your name?”
• The boy introduced himself to Luke. Luke also found out he used to be a human not so long ago. Luke knew what that had meant. The boy had died.
• “This is a cute dog! Is it yours?” Luke asked, trying to cheer the boy up.
• “Not really.. This was my aunt’s/uncle’s dog. But I guess now I’m obliged to take care of it!” the boy explained with a small smile.
• “Is your aunt/uncle here too?” Luke questioned but the boy shook his head.
• “No, they’re still alive. They went on to study abroad in a different school so I haven’t seen them around much.. I miss them..” the little boy told Luke with a sorrowful tone.
• “I am an exchange student, too!” Luke exclaimed with a grin, “I went to the Royal Academy of Diavolo with Simeon, have you met him yet? Oh, and also two humans, Solomon and MC-” he was suddenly cut off by the young boy.
• “MC? That’s my aunt’s/uncle’s name, too!” he gasped with wide eyes, “Did they look like this-” he questioned and started to describe exactly what you looked like.
• “Yes! I think we’re talking about the same person!” Luke was flabbergasted yet excited to meet his friend little nephew, “MC is so nice! We bake together all the time when I am in Devildom!”
• “Yeah, they’re so nice..” the boy seemed sad all of a sudden, “I’m glad they weren’t lonely while studying in Devildom.. I wonder if they even remember me anymore..” the boy questioned out loud, biting the inside of his cheek.
• “I’m sure they do! I’m sure I can arrange you two to meet sometime! They have been to Celestial Realm before, after all!” Luke promised the boy, not wanting to see him sad.
• “Really?” the boy sobbed, looking up at Luke with hopeful eyes. Luke smiled widely at the boy while nodding, “Pinky promise?” the boy offered Luke his pinky.
• “Pinky promise!” Luke chuckled and wrapped his pinky around the boy’s pinky, “You can also see your previous owner, little dog!” he assured to the dog whose tail was now wagging excitedly.
• “MC doesn’t even know we’re… Dead.” the little boy sighed, “It happened while they were away… My parents had promised to take care of their dog until they return and one day I was playing with the dog outside when I threw the ball too far.. On the road.. And the dog ran to get it and I ran after them, trying to get them to halt as it’s too dangerous to run there.. But they didn’t listen and I ran after them and then as soon as I got to the dog.. A truck came and we both..” the little boy told the story of his death, his voice trembling.
• The dog jumped against the little boy, licking his face in order to cheer him up.
• “Oh no.. I’m sorry..” Luke said his condolensces, wrapping his arm around the little boy’s shoulder, “But now that you’re here, you can still meet MC here and there! I can communicate through you two if needed!”
• “Yeah.. That’s good..” the boy smiled weakly up at Luke.
• “Hey, I was in the middle of baking, do you want to join me? We can eat it together afterwards!” Luke beamed.
• “But I don’t know how to bake! And weren’t you baking for Michael?” the child protested.
• “I’m sure Michael understands that you need the sweets more than he does right now!” Luke chukcled, “And don’t worry, I’ll teach you how to bake in no time! Then we can always bake together!”

• You were in the human world, just traveling together and Solomon was helping you to cultivate your magickal abilities.
• You were currently in your home country as you really just wanted to check up on everyone.
• You were about to pass a cemetary when you tugged at Solomon’s jacket, looking at him expectantly.
• “What is it?” Solomon mused, knowing what that look in your eyes meant. You were about to ask him for something.
• “Can we visit that cemetary?” you asked rather quietly, your eyes on Solomon.
• “Why’d you want to do that? Is someone you know buried there?” Solomon interrogated you further.
• “Yes..” you nodded, still hoding onto the sleeve of Solomon’s jacket.
• “I guess it won’t hurt to drop by their grave.” Solomon gave you the permission and you began to tug him towards the cemetary with determined steps. Solomon chuckled and followed you right behind.
• You lead him to a gravestone with a singular name. When Solomon inspected the grave, he realized that the person buried there had been young- Wait, that person was born the same year as you.
• Solomon instantly began to calculate the probabilities. Was this your twin? No, you two don’t share a birthday. Technically siblings CAN be born the same year if the older is born in the first months of the year and the mother gets pregnant right away, but that seemed very unlikely too as you didn’t share a surname. A friend, perhaps? Or a cousin.
• “This is my classmate. She OD’d.” you finally spoke up as you knelt over the grave, plucking some withered petals off of the flowers left at the site, “I’m sorry I have no candles or flowers to bring to you..” you mumbled, words directed at the one buried within the ground beneath your feet.
• Solomon looked at the scene with a feeling of estrangement. As someone with an eternal life he did not have to think about death too much and he had not grown so close to humans in a long time as to miss them after they pass. He’s smarter than that.
• You’re that one exception to his rule. Imagining it was you buried there instead of your classmate pained him.
• Suddenly the silence you shared was broken by your phone ringing. You look at the caller ID, your face lighting up, “It’s one of my old friends! Is it okay if I talk with her?” you made sure that it was okay with Solomon before heading off, talking to your friend on the phone.
• Solomon was left all alone in the cemetary, just looking at the names and dates etched onto the cold stones.
• All of the sudden Solomon felt a presence nearby. The cemetary seemed deserted by first glance, but there was someone.. Or somethind definitely there!
• Using the help of his magic, he began to follow an invisible string left by the energy.
• It lead him to the morgue. Opening the locked door was no problem for a potent wizard like him.
• Solomon turned on the morgue light and almost jumped when he saw a young woman standing in the middle of the room, wearing a white, long-sleeved dress that reached all the way down to her toes. Her skin was pale and sunken and her hair messy and muddy.
• “Well hello there, dead girl..” Solomon greeted the young woman quietly with an uneasy smile. He had seen dead bodies before, but rarely were they up and walking.
• “Solomon…” the walking corpse finally gasped, her voice raspy, “Please, you’ve gotta help me.. You’re a powerful wizard, aren’t you?”
• “Okay, I’m not even going to question HOW you know my name, so.. Yes. I am a powerful wizard, thanks for the flattery.” Solomon chuckled, starting to relax from his startled state.
• “You’ve gotta help me.. I don’t know how to go home..” the woman stumbled forwards, her legs giving out immediately. She grabbed Solomon by his arms, hanging onto him tightly, “I’ve tried to go home! I can go anywhere I want expect home!” tears started to pour out of her eyes, colored muddy dark brown from the soil and decomposing.
• Solomon caught the girl, taken back by the sudden outburst of emotion. She must’ve been scared and lost for a while now, the poor thing. “What do you mean by home?” Solomon questioned, not wanting to accidentally send her somewhere where she’ll be even more lost.
• “I… I…” the girl shortcircuited, “I don’t remember… I don’t know… I just need to go home…” she begged the wizard, her frail form trembling.
• “Alright.. Let me jog your memory a little. Do you remember your name?” Solomon questioned, remaining calm.
• “Of course I do…” the girl nodded and repeated her name, the same one that Solomon had seen on the gravestone.
• “How long have you been dead for?” Solomon asked and saw the girl tense up.
• “I’m dead?” she asked before taking a look at her hands and her clothes, “Oh, that’s right… It’s been… Two years, two months and 22 days…” the girl repeated, sounding almost machine-like as she remembered the exact numbers.
• “Very good. You’re doing great. Now tell me, how did you pass away?” Solomon interrogated her further, gently but determinedly leading her towards her big epiphany.
• “I shouldn’t have died so young… Without those drugs, I could still be alive…” the girl mumbled, finally letting go of Solomon as she looked somewhere behind him. Solomon determined her object of interest to be the door of the morgue.
• “What did the drugs do?” Solomon asked as the girl started to take careful steps towards the door, hand reaching out for the handle.
• “I took too many… I overdid it… Overdosed…” the memories started to come back to her the more steps she took.
• “Do you remember someone called MC?” was Solomon’s next question. The mention of your name made her stop momentarily.
• “MC? My classmate MC?” she questioned and turned to look at Solomon again, “You know them?”
• “Yeah. They are my apprentice and friend.” Solomon chuckled at the surprised expression on the girl’s face.
• “MC.. I’m glad they’re okay..” the girl smiled briefly before turning her gaze back at the door, “I’ll text them once I get home.” she stated, her face blank again.
• Solomon sighed in his mind. So even after all this time, the girl was confused. She couldn’t fully understand that she was dead so maybe that was why she couldn’t move on. “So what happened after you died?”
• “Dark… It was dark everywhere… And I couldn’t find my way home… There was no floor, no path…” The girl kept mumbling and Solomon walked up to her, realizing her eyes had gone completely black.
• Solomon put his hands in front of the girl’s eyes, reciting a spell.
• “It’s dark again! It’s happening again! Help-” the girl suddenly screamed before a bright light filled the room, effectively silencing her. After the light faded, her eyes had gone back normal, looking more lively and bright than before.
• “There was a curse on you. I’m sorry I didn’t realize it before. Now you can go home. See that door? Just look at it and think of it as the doorway to home. Believe in that thought harder than you’ve ever believed in anything else. Just follow the light and you’ll finally be home in no time.” Solomon instructed the girl and she nodded, her eyes glued to the door now. Her steps were no longer wobbly, but strong, and her hair was shinier than before and her skin had it’s natural hue back.
• As soon as the young woman touched the handle, her body started to glow before slowly becoming more and more transparent. As the door opened, there was only brightness behind it.
• “Thank you, Solomon. Say hello to MC from me.” the girl smiled before stepping out, her corporeal form fully disappearing. A sudden gust of wind slammed the door shut again as the lights of the morgue flickered. Solomon knew he was back in the normal human world again.
• He stepped out of the morgue, the cemetary looking the same as earlier, only the weird presence was gone. In the distance, he saw your figure looking for him. He smiled as he closed the morgue door and started to make his way back to you.

A/N: People who are either 30+ or younger than like 15 reading Barbatos’ section like: I can’t relate to being a child in 2007 Also Solomon’s part is giving me flashbacks to the time I was working at a graveyard and no one else dared to clean the morgue so I always had to do it. Once again, comments, likes and shares are always appreciated!

Obey Me! You meet someone special to them [Side characters]

This is a little trope I came up with for the side characters.. I think it’ll be more difficult to implement for the brothers, so I’ll just leave this one here.

What if you met someone who the side characters used to really care for but that are long gone? What were their relations to them? What would they like to say to you or the side characters?

Honestly, probably none of this fit with the canon but it’s fun to imagine these types of situations. Most of these are kinda angsty and some of them imply to romance between MC and the side character in question.

Read the imagines down below!

• It was 3 am as you opened your eyes, sleeping next to Diavolo in his huge, luxorious bed.
• You watched him breathe and slightly snore and couldn’t help but smile.
• However, you needed to use the bahtroom so you quietly got up from the bed, trying your hardest not to wake him up.
• You glanced back as you exited the bedroom, making sure Diavolo was still calmly sleeping.
• But when you got back from the bathroom, you noticed a figure at the doorway, staring at the sleeping prince.
• Your first reaction was fear and worry; Who was this person? Why were they staring at Diavolo? Were they a secret admirer or perhaps just one of the servants? Were they planning to assassinate him?
• So you quietly tiptoed behind the figure and mustered up all your strength before punching them from the back-
• Only for your hands to go straight through them!
• The figure turns around, a slightly humored smile on their face. In the darkness, it was hard to see their features fully, but you noticed it was a woman; a beautiful young woman at that.
• “Hello, MC.” The woman spoke quietly and nodded as you politely. You didn’t know what to say.
• “W-Who are you? How did you get in?!” You questioned the woman, trying to keep your panicked voice low, “If you don’t leave, I’ll wake Barbatos up to kick you out!” you threatened the woman
• The woman chuckled with a forlorn smile, “How did I get in? Darling, I never left.. Not really.” she sighed and glanced back at the bedroom.
• “Can’t you just tell me who you are.. Please..” you asked, your nerves eating you alive inside out.
• “Very well.. I’m Diavolo’s mother.” the woman answered and you felt your heart drop down at your stomach. You’ve been talking to your possible mother-in-law like that?! How come you’ve never met Diavolo’s mom?
• “Wait, how come Diavolo has never talked about you? He only ever mentions his father here and there..” you questioned, utterly confused.
• The woman hummed with an unreadable expression, “Diavolo doesn’t remember me. Not many do. My pregnancy was kept a secret and as soon as I had given birth to my baby boy, I was executed.”
• “Executed?!” you yelled and the woman had to hush you
• “Yes. The Demon King.. He’s not a good man. I’m glad my son has turned out to be a much more admirable demon, even without my guidance.” Diavolo’s mother explained and turned to look at his son again, unshed tears gleaming in her eyes.
• “But I never left. I’ve kept watch on him this whole time. He is my baby, I could never abandon him,” her voice wavered with emotion, “Not many people know of my existance.. Barbatos does. But I’ve told him not to bring up my existance with my boy. I think it’s better that way.”
• “But wouldn’t Diavolo want to meet you? Don’t YOU want to talk to him?” you asked the woman, still looking into the dark room, staring at the sleeping shape of the demon prince.
• “He has moved on. It’s been a very long time.. And well.. This is enough for me. Just to be able to see him.” she spoke quietly, leaning against the door frame, “You’ll stay, right?” she suddenly asked.
• “Huh?” you yelped in surprise as the woman turned to look at you once more with a warm smile that reminded you a lot of the way Diavolo always looked at you.
• “You’ll stay by my son’s side, right? He needs you more than you think he does,” Diavolo’s mother chuckled, placing a hand on your shoulder, “He might be all-powerful and positive but deep down.. He has never received the type of love from anyone other than you, and he depends on that love like it’s his lifeline. I know it from the way he looks at you.. The way he smiles at you.. The way he speaks to you.. The way he holds you.. The way he kisses you.”
• You were silent for a moment, wondering just how much of your relationship this ghost had been watching, “I’m not going anywhere.” you finally promised, looking the woman straight into her transluscent, golden eyes.
• Diavolo’s mother’s eyes lit up with happiness, “I’m glad. I’ll haunt you if you do leave or betray him,” she winked at you mischievously before throwing one last glance at her sleeping son, “I think I’ll be going now. Give my son all the love I was never able to show him. I know you have made him and will continue to make him so very happy.” She grins before walking off into the darkness, disappearing as she had never even been there.
• You just stand there, your head still reeling from your encounter and exchange of words. You’re only broken out of your trance when a tired voice calls from the darkness of your bedroom.
• “Mmh.. MC? Is everything okay? Come back to bed, my love..” Diavolo beckoned you, rubbing his tired eyes as he sat up in his bed, reaching out for you with a tired smile on his face.

• Barbatos had graciously invited you to have some tea with him and who are you to turn down the hot demon butler?
• So that’s why you were now in front of the castle doors, knocking, waiting for someone to open the door for you.
• The doors opened slowly and you got ready to greet whoever opened it for you, knowing most of the castle’s workers and servants by their names already.
• “Oh, thank you for opening the door for me, Barbatos invited me, Hello-” you explained as you laid your eyes on the person on the other side of the door, “…Who are you?” you asked, not recognizing the demon. He was wearing a servant’s outfit but you had never seen him before.
• “Hello, MC. Barbatos has been expecting you.” the demon smiled politely, standing back and letting you enter.
• “Are you new here?” you asked, wanting to learn the demon’s name. There was something familiar about him, but you just didn’t know what..
• “Oh, no. I’m one of the longest serving servants here at the castle.” he nodded formally, not even blinking.
• “How come I have never seen you before..?” you questioned but the man didn’t answer, “It’s fine, I guess.. What is your name?”
• “My name is Murmur, I am a Great Duke and Earl of Hell, at your service,” Murmur bowed down to you, his gaze piercing, “Pardon me if I am overstepping any boundaries, but would you please spare me a few minutes of your time?”
• “Huh? But I’m supposed to meet up with Barbatos..” You tried to let him down gently but Murmur’s patient smile didn’t falter.
• “Barbatos can wait for a few minutes. My matters are urgent. Please follow me.” He said and lead you to the servant’s wing of the castle. You couldn’t help but follow, feeling intrigued. Weirdly enough, the entire wing seemed to be deserted.
• Murmur took you to a dimly lit room and let out a long sigh after closing the door. When you looked at him again, you realized his form was now transparent.
• “Oh, you must be surprised to see me like this. Do not worry, this is normal for me. It is hard for me to keep up the corproreal form for longer periods of time.” Murmur explained as he sat down on one of the sofas. He looked older than before.
• “So.. Why did you drag me here?” You questioned, looking down at your shoes.
• “Ah yes. I wanted to talk to you about Barbatos.” Murmur nodded.
• “Barbatos? Is there something I should know about him?” You asked, trying to pry the information out of the mysterious demon.
• “I suppose, yes. But before that, you should get to know me.” Murmur smiled enigmatically.
• “What do you mean?” You questioned with a confused tone.
• “As I mentioned, my name is Murmur. My power is to oblige the souls of the deceased to appear before their conjurers to answer every desired question,” Murmur told you, “And Barbatos and I go way back. I have known him longer than Lord Diavolo or even his father has. We even entered the castle together.”
• “How old ARE you guys?!” you gasped, trying to wrap your head around the new information.
• “Older than what a human mind can understand,” Murmur smirked, “We first served the Demon King. We were both butlers; Barbatos was responsible for everything related to eating and drinking, I oversaw the cleanliness of the castle. We were inseperable; like two sides of the same coin.”
• “What happened then? Why are you transluscent?” you held your breath, imagining how life for Barbatos was back then.
• “I fell in love.” Murmur smiled sadly, and you swore you could have seen his eyes tearing up although I was hard to see.
• “With whom? Barbatos?” you wondered out loud and received a breathy laugh from the ghost of a demon.
• “Oh my, of course not! Barbatos is like family to me,” Murmur shook his head, “I found myself unable to stop thinking about a certain lady The Demon King was courting. He only saw her for her looks; silky auburn hair, tan, glowing skin, gorgeous golden eyes, a delictable body, a warm and inviting smile.. But to me, she was much more than that. She was very kind, witty, nurturing, neat and loving. If she hadn’t been a demon, I’m sure her soul would have been the brightest, shiniest and purest kind.”
• You thought back at his words.. That description seemed to fit someone else you knew, “What happened next?”
• “She felt the same way about me, that silly lady. Who was I to turn my dream woman down? We started a secret affair,” Murmur recalled with a fond smile, “Eventually Barbatos found out. He adviced me to stop before anyone else found out.. But I was unable to stop seeing her. I loved her so. Barbatos didn’t really understand, but didn’t blow our cover either.”
• You had an inkling of what would happen next in the story, dreading to hear the end.
• “After some time, we found out that she was pregnant. I was both overjoyed and scared. We didn’t know whether the baby was mine or the Demon King’s,” Murmur sighed and closed his eyes, “We knew we had to come clean. There was a chance that the baby would have been illegitimate. So we told the Demon King..” Murmur stopped, taking in a deep breath.
• “He didn’t take it well, did he?” you sighed, your shoulders slumped.
• “No, he did not. He locked me up, torturing me whenever he felt fit. He locked her up too, but did not torture her. However, after giving birth to her son, he executed her. He made me watch it happen, helplessly tied up. I never got to meet the child, either. Not when I was alive, anyway.” Murmur revealed the horrible truth, one that you had seen coming but did not want to believe in.
• “Wait.. Is that child.. Lord Diavolo?” you questioned and Murmur nodded, “So, who is Lord Diavolo’s father?”
• “There is perhaps only one being who knows the answer to that.. But he has sworn to keep that secret forever”, Murmur answered your question, “The night before I was executed, Barbatos came to see me. He offered to let me go and told me to run, but I refused. I just wanted to see my love again. Barbatos didn’t understand that time either. He did not understand why I was willing to lose my life for love. But I understood. And I think.. Barbatos understands now, too.” He fixed his gaze on you with a knowing smile.
• “What do you mean by that?” you asked, taken back by his words. Murmur only chuckled while shaking his head.
• “If you do not know it now, you will one day. Thank you for listening to my ancient story. I do hope it was not awfully boring,” Murmur thanked you with sincerity, “Now, I know I have already overstayed my welcome, but.. Would you mind giving this to Barbatos?” He asked and handed you something.
• You took the item from his hand; it was an old locket, “Can I open it?” you asked but Murmur shook his head.
• “Please do not. Barbatos can share it with you if he wishes to; but for now, I think the contents of this locket are better to be shrouded in mystery.” Murmur said apologetically before standing up, his form wavering even more.
• “Will I ever see you again?” you suddenly question Murmur, feeling like he was an old friend leaving for a long trip.
• “Possibly, if the Fates so allow,” Murmur hummed as he looked you over once more, “Farewell, MC. Please be patient with Barbatos. He feels way more than he lets on.” And having said that, he disappeared completely.
• Not even a minute later, you received a worried text from Barbatos, inquiring where you were. You typed him a message, telling him you would meet him soon, putting the locket in your pocket hastily.

• You had gone to the town centre of Devildom to hang out with Simeon when all of the sudden he had to excuse himself, having remembered that he had to buy something from a store you two had walked past.
• You waited for him outside the store, skimming through your D.D.D with a bored expression on your face.
• You were snapped out of your trance only when a pair of hands appeared from the darkness, pinning you against the wall.
• You looked up in fear, meeting the cold eyes of a demon with a deformed face who you had never met before.
• “Back off! I’m not alone!” you puffed your cheeks, trying your best to appear intimidating, but the demon merely chuckled, “You do know I’m under the protection of Lord Diavolo and the seven demon brothers, right?! Do you want me to summon one of them?!” you added, your gaze unwavering.
• “Feisty. I like that,” the demon finally spoke with a humored tone, “Come with me, little one.” he suddenly grabbed you by your wrist and started to drag you away.
• “Let go! Do you have a death wish?!” you screamed as the demon dragged you to some back alley.
• But the back alley.. Didn’t look like what you were expecting.
• The walls of the buildings were painted with beautiful murals depicting a serene, celestial scene.
• It had two figures dressed as angels; two that you recognized. One of the angels were Simeon, one of them was the demon who had kidnapped you, albeit his appearance more symmetrical and angelic.
• “What.. What is this?” you questioned and reached out to touch the mural. It felt warm under your touch and it seemed to be moving and pulsing, as if it was a living and breathing being.
• “My name is Bifrons. I won’t hurt you. Solomon would kill me if I did,” the demon opened his mouth, “I have a pact with him.”
• “Sure..” you gave the demon a suspicious look, yet continued to observe the mural. Suddenly the picutre changed. Now it depicted a war, led by another familiar figure. Lucifer, shining bright like a morning star, leading a large group of angels. You could spot Bifrons in the crowd with Lucifer but you saw no Simeon in the there.
• “You used to be an angel?” you questioned the demon next to you.
• “Yes. Just like the brothers.” Bifrons explained with a wry smile on his face as he kept his eyes on the mural.
• Then, another new picture. This time it was of Bifrons, standing above someone who was kneeling down, holding their hands in front of their face to protect themselves. Bifrons was holding a large, golden scimitar, ready to strike down the vulnerable angel..
• When the mural Bifrons’ face softened and he lowered his sword, “Simeon, is that you..?” he questioned with a shaky voice. The angel who had been hiding behind his hands revealed his face. It was indeed Simeon.
• “B-Bifrons..?” Simeon questioned, tears welling in his eyes, “What are you doing on their side?”
• “I believe… This is the right thing to do. I can’t stand by idly any longer, Simeon,” Bifrons spoke, his eyes wide with surprise, “You can still join us, Simeon. Please don’t make me do this..” he pleaded, holding out his hand for Simeon to take.
• “Bifrons.. My brother.. If you desert your post, I’m sure Father will find enough forgiveness to take you back..” Simeon shook his head, staring at Bifrons’ hand, unmoving.
• “You know I have to kill you..” Bifrons mumbled, his hands shaking, “Simeon, it’s been us two before I was even me.. I don’t want to fight you..”
• “Just do it, Bifrons.. If anyone kills me, I’d rather have it be you.” Simeon smiled with pain in her eyes, lowering his head for Bifrons to get a clean cut.
• “Simeon, I…” Bifrons gasped, staring at Simeon with teary eyes, “I can’t!” Bifrons suddenly yelled, threw his scimitar as far as he could and ran towards the edge of the clouds, determined.
• “Bifrons, don’t jump!” Simeon screamed and quickly got up to run after him, but it was too late. Bifrons jumped off the edge, falling down, his pure white wings burning up and turning into ash, “Bifrons!” Simeon cried out, looking over the edge, tears streaming down his face.
• And after that, the mural went still, “Simeon and I.. We were the bestest of friends in the Celestial Realm. We were like brothers.. No, twins even. We just shared a special bond. I haven’t seen him since the fall.. I just haven’t gathered the courage to face him. I was hoping you could.. Help me out.” Bifrons admitted bashfully.
• Before you could even answer his request, you heard a voice behind you call out, “B-Bifrons..? I-Is that you?” A familiar voice questioned and the two of you turned around to see Simeon standing at the entrance of the alley, wide-eyed and shocked.
• “Simeon, I… Long time no see, eh?” Bifrons chuckled nervously, scratching the back of his head and avoiding Simeon’s eyes.
• “Bifrons!” Simeon screamed, dropped his shopping bags and ran to embrace the demon, “Where have you been, brother? I’ve looked for you everywhere ever since I arrived to Devildom!” Simeon admitted with a wide smile on his face as he held Bifrons close.
• “I.. I was too ashamed.. And I didn’t want you to see me like this.. I’m only a shadow of my former self..” Bifrons confessed but hugged Simeon back.
• “I don’t care if your face is deformed. I don’t care that you’re a demon. You’re still my best friend, Bifrons.” Simeon snuggled against the demon with a content smile.
• You may have felt slightly jealous, but.. It was a sweet reunion, so you couldn’t be too mad.

• It was a beautiful day in the human world. The angels had decided to pay you a visit and you were hanging around in a park.
• You were sitting on the park bench, in the shade of a large oak tree, yet you still complained about being so hot and wanting to cool down.
• The angels, being used to higher temperatures, offered to go and buy you some soda and ice cream. They promised to be right back as they left you all alone waiting for their return with the cool treats.
• You closed your eyes, enjoying the soft breeze and the sounds of nature as you felt someone sitting next to you quietly.
• You quickly opened your eyes, half-panicking and half expecting to see either Luke or Simeon but instead your eyes met the dark brown eyes of a young boy.
• The boy must’ve been no older than 12. He sat next to you, quietly kicking his feet, avoiding your eye contact with a gentle smile on his face.
• “.. Are you okay? Are you lost? Where are your parents?” You asked the boy with a slight hint of worry. You see the boy’s body tense up but then he took a deep breath, composing himself quickly.
• “I’m okay. No need to worry for me.. My name is Dawid. But say.. That young blonde boy who just left..” he trailed off, staring into the distance with a smile.
• “Oh, his name is Luke. Do you want to play with him?” You chuckled as you took a closer look at the boy’s apperance. Weird, his outfit didn’t seem too modern.. He was wearing a white buttondown, suspenders and shorts.
• “We’re already friends,” the boy turned to face you, his cheeks suddenly turning slightly pink, “Well, at least I see him as my friend..” he grumbled and fiddled with his fingers.
• “Oh, you’ve met him already?” you questioned, positively surprised, “How did you meet him?”
• “It’s been a long time already,” the boy smiled at the memory, “I was playing on a playground when this older, bigger boy walked up to me and took my favorite toy and pushed me onto the ground. I was about to cry when Luke suddenly appeared, stood between my bully and I and demanded that he’ll give me my toy back.”
• “Well, did he?” you asked, immersed into the story.
• “No.. He punched Luke.” the little boy grimaced at the memory and you felt your blood boil.
• “Where is this boy?! I want to talk to his parents..” you muttered angrily, balling up your fists at the thought of someone laying their hands on Luke.
• “I took Luke back to my home and helped him patch up. After that we became fast friends.” the boy continued with his story, his eyes scanning his environment, perhaps looking for Luke.
• “I didn’t know Luke had a human frie- I mean-!” You quickly covered up your mouth, realizing you were about to spill the beans of Luke’s real identity.
• However, the boy seemed amused at your reaction, “It’s fine, I already know of his celestial origins. He told me about it once.”
• You wondered whether angels were even allowed to disclose such information to humans! Was Luke going to suffer some negative consequences?
• “Luke told me he was assigned to be my guardian angel.. That’s why he came between my bully and I. I was his first human to be guarded, some sort of test to see if he was ready for a promotion.” The boy explained the situation to you in greater detail.
• “Well, I’m sure he’s done great job so far!” You smiled, proud of your little angel friend. You were about to open your mouth again when the pained expression on the little boy’s face made you stop in your tracks.
• “He was doing well.. Until the war came.” He suddenly closed his eyes and winced, as if remembering a painful memory. You laid your hand on the boy’s shoulders soothingly, only for your hand to phase through him. You pulled you hand back in shock, a realization dawning on you.
• “You.. You’re dead?” You asked silently and the boy nodded.
• “My home town was annihilated. The death toll was in thousands. There was nothing Luke could’ve done about it,” The boy sighed, looking down at his feet, “Can you relay a message for me?” He then inquired, meeting your eyes fully with shining hope within.
• “What kind of message?” You breathed out, not having expected to hear those words from the young ghost.
• “Tell him.. I’m sorry he didn’t get promoted. And that I always believed in him, and still do, and that he did an amazing job looking after me. Tell him he was like a brother to me. Tell him that he doesn’t have to keep blaming himself. I know he can be hard on himself..” The boy told you his long list of wishes and you listened to him intently, knowing you absolutely had to remember each wish he had.
• “I’ll tell Luke,” you nodded determinedly, “Hey, by the way, can I ask you something? I-” you started but got cut short.
• “He’s coming! I need to go! Thank you for your help! Goodbye!” The boy suddenly yelled and pointed ahead where you could see two figures approaching. Before you could ever say your goodbyes, the spirit was gone, leaving you all alone on the park bench.
• “Hey MC! I hope you didn’t have to wait for too long!” Luke yelled at you, waving his hands excitedly, “I picked all of your ice cream flavors! I hope you like them!” He kept shouting as he got closer.
• “Here, MC.” Simeon offered you the ice cream and soda he was carrying.
• “Wait, MC.. Are you crying?!” Luke suddely gasped and only then did you realize that there were tears streaming down your face, “Are you okay?!”
• “Don’t worry Luke, I.. I’m okay. No need to worry about me,” you smiled and wiped your tears away, But say, Luke.. Do you remember a little boy named Dawid?“

• You were on an adventure in the human world with Solomon, trying to find some rare ingredients.
• You had split up around this abandoned town near a desert when out of sheer curiosity, you entered one of the remaining houses to see what’s it like inside.
• In what you supposed to be the old living room, you found a woman standing with her back to you.
• The woman turned to face you with a mysterious smile on her face, "Hello. My name is Naamah. I’m a princess from the kingdom of the Ammonites and Solomon’s wife.”
• The last word the woman had said, wife, made your heart sink. Did this mean Solomon had been married this whole time?! How had he let that one slip?! You felt your face growing warm from either anger or embarrassment.
• Naamah however seemed to sense your discomfort, “Or should I say, ex-wife.” she added, the corners of her mouth tugging upwards.
• “Wait, so you’re divorc-” you began to speak but suddenly shut up when you thought of her previous words further. This lady was an Ammonite princess? The kingdom of Ammon has not existed in.. Centuries.. Millenias even.
• The story of the Wise King Solomon came back to you. You guessed it made sense that someone as old as Solomon had been married before. You couldn’t really hold it against him, right?
• You took a closer look at Naamah. She had long, brown hair, dark and warm eyes and she was dressed up in a beautiful silk gown, accessorised by extravagant jewellery. She certainly looked like a princess. You felt slightly ordinary standing next to her.
• “Well, what are you doing here? Do you.. Do you want Solomon back?” you asked, unable to hold your tongue back any longer. Just the thought of conversing with someone Solomon used to be in love with made you somewhat jealous.
• The woman’s laughter rang inside the room like a bell, “Oh no, you’ve gotten me all wrong!” she giggled, humored by your jealosy, “If you feel jealous, imagine how I felt having to share him with nearly 1000 other women!”
• “1000?!” you didn’t know how you had forgotten the stories about him having 700 wives and 300 concubines, “I’m gonna kill him..” you mumbled angrily.
• Naamah finally caught her breath after laughing so hard, “We’re all dead. We’re no competition to you, sweetie. The dead own nothing. There’s no penny to my name, no contracts tying me down, none of my previous life.. Solomon’s all yours.” she smirked.
• “What made you think I even wanted him..” you rolled your eyes, your cheeks burning up again. Naamah shook her head with an exasperated sigh.
• “Don’t hold his past against him. Solomon.. He has always been a free-spirited man, hard to tie down, but he’s done plenty of good, too. His intelligence and experience precedes him and is rivaled by no other living human.” Naamah spoke gently yet firmly, like looking back at a memory you treasured but were over with.
• “I just.. Feel so meaningless in this constant stream of life. My life will be gone in what feels like a minute to Solomon. How could I ever amount to anything special?” you sighed, finally admitting your fears regarding your relationship with Solomon to anyone.
• Naamah look at you with understanding eyes, “You’re already special to him. You might not see it that way but.. You’ve made him feel whole again, after feeling so dispersed and incomplete for hundreds of years.” she let you know with a smile.
• “I don’t follow..” you mumbled, shying away, feeling like all air had been sucked out of the room.
• “Solomon never remarried after his days as the King of Israel. He swore off marriage altogether. I can understand his reasoning,” she chuckled while examining her fingernails, “But I could see him taking that step again with you someday, as long as you’re interested in that.” she just dropped a bomb like that on you and expected you not to flounder.
• “M-Marry me?! What are you talking about? That’s.. That’s insane!” you squealed, not knowing where to look and how to breathe like a normal person.
• “Hey, if you know any nice single ghost gentlemen, can you put in a good word for me?” Naamah grinned mischievously before she froze and her smile disappeared, her eyes staring at something behind you.
• “What?” you asked and turned around, only to see Solomon standing behind you.
• “Naamah, that’s enough. Quit scaring my apprentice.” Solomon laughed yet you could sense something tenser behind his laughter. Something troubled.
• “Aww, Sol. I just wanted to see who this person you’re so smitten with is like,” Naamah chuckled, having regained her composure, “Ah, and now that I remember, Sol. You haven’t been paying your child support in SUCH A LONG TIME-”
• “Number one, child support did not exist during your lifetime. Second, Rehoboam has been dead for a long time. Third, you’re a ghost, you don’t need money.” Solomon sighed with a knowing smile, fully aware that his ex-wife was merely teasing him.
• “Okay, okay. I understand. I’ll leave you two be,” Naamah chuckled as she started to disappear, “Oh! And if you two DO get married, please don’t forget to invite me!” she called out as she was disappearing, he voice getting smaller and quieter by the second before fully disappearing into the void.
• “.. Does she appear to you often like this?” You asked Solomon, crossing your arms. You had many questions to ask from him.
• Solomon cleared his throat, not meeting your eyes, “Not really. Maybe every 300 years or so unless something special takes place. She’s the only one who has stayed in contact with me all this time.”
• “So.. I want to know more about the rest of your wives..” You spoke with a dangerous tone.
• “Oh brother..” Solomon sighed, shaking his head.

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*Simeon sees Bifrons*: Bifrons, Where the hell have you been, loca?

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