MC: Wow Mammon is so graceful and beautiful
Mammon: *trips on his own foot and falls onto the floor*
MC: Gorgeous
Ta-da! Fellow female weeb đ¤
If youâre a girl and you watch anime can you rb this, trying to prove a point to my bf âşď¸âşď¸
Satan: I'm not FUCKING ANGRY I'm just being a sarcastic bitch
Leviathan: I'm not good at insulting people BUT IF I WAS You'd be SO roasted rn
Beelzebub: Currently eating a tomato like an apple because I want to eat but I also need to be healthy
Asmo: How do I brag without sounding like a narcissistic bitch
Belphegor, replying: You already are a narcissistic bitch
Asmo: I know but how do I not SOUND like one
Satan and MC in a car with Satan driving: ....
MC: SATAN YOU NEARLY RAN OVER LUCIFER
Satan: SHIT I MISSED
MC: SATAN NO
MC: I'm sorry to tell you this, but you have a heart and a capacity to feel.
Belphegor: You take that back!
Lucifer: * sees the fun activity being done by other people on Devilgram*
Lucifer: Ok, we're going to put everything we love in this box as a family activity.
Asmodeus: Can I put MC in the box?
Lucifer: No.
Satan: Can I put MC in the box?
Lucifer: *sigh* No.
All the brothers and MC: ...
Beel, picking up MC: Can I put-
Lucifer: NO!
You donât have to be black, it just means you support us, you stand by us and your for us.
Literally any other brother but Beel, T-posing in the doorway: Good morning, parental figure.
Lucifer, without bothering to look up from his newspaper and coffee: Good morning, problem child.
I'm certainly a supporter! (But I'm not entirely sure if I'm bi or not yet)
This should be reblogged by everyone. Even if youâre straight, you should be a supporter.
ss Oh good lord MC, what have you gotten yourself into now?
 You had a huge crush on the Avatar of Gluttony, and it was fairly obvious to everyone but him. You would often go out of your way to âjust hang outâ with him, you would ask him what he wanted from a vending machine if you were using it, you would even look up the best restaurants in Devildom to take him there. Yet this dense boy still thought you were just so incredibly nice. But heâs cute so itâs ok.
 After getting some advice from Asmo on how to make him like you more, you were setting up the kitchen to attempt some Deviled Spider Eggs. (Just look at these if you donât know what Deviled Eggs are.)This was a delicacy in Devildom, and you were sure Beel was going to love it. The problem was that you had never touched a frying pan in your life, but it canât be that hard, right?
 Wrong.
 How did you manage to burn the spider eggs? You were supposed to boil them, not fry them. Now you canât turn them into little boats! Even if you could, how are you supposed to get the yolk out now? You couldnât save the first batch, but you didnât have it in you to throw it in the trash. So you just left the fried eggs on a plate on the counter beside you, thinking that maybe you could save them or mix them with something else.
 The next two batches didnât go so well either. While you did manage to boil the eggs this time, you cut them in half horizontally instead of vertically so they were always falling over and rolling around, getting the goop everywhere on the plate. The third batch wasnât too bad, except that you had somehow mixed paprika with chili powder, so your taste test almost made you down the entire goat milk carton in the fridge. You were so busy working on your fourth batch of Deviled Spider Eggs that you didnât even notice the red-haired demon coming up behind you.
 âWhat are you making, MC?â You nearly jumped high enough to hit the ceiling at those words as you whipped around and saw the huge and curious Beelzebub standing almost right behind you. His purple eyes were darting between the failed batches next to you and your deer-in-headlights expression.
âB-Beel! Hi! What are you doing here?â You managed to say to which he raises an eyebrow.
 âUm, getting food?â Of course he was, he was the Avatar of Gluttony. You internally facepalmed at your previous words and opted to block the sight of your most recent batch of Deviled Spider Eggs with your body. You stood up straighter and hid your hands behind your back, hopefully obscuring your surprise snack for the demon.
He wasnât even paying attention to your movements, his eyes on your other failed attempts. They were mostly unrecognizable from the picture of the recipe you had seen on Devilgram, so you hoped those batches wouldnât give away your surprise.
âCan I have those?â He pointed and you nodded. He started wolfing down the failed eggs as you took the distraction as an opportunity to work more on your most recent batch. You were certain this would be the most perfect dish you had ever attempted to make; you had boiled the eggs, you had cut them in half vertically, and you made sure you had used paprika this time. Everything seemed perfect until you noticed that the previous batches had already been devoured and Beel was now watching you sprinkle the paprika on the giant spider eggs. âAre those Deviled Spider Eggs?â
âUmm...yes? Iâve been trying to practice my cooking so I started with these. Were the other ones ok?â You didnât want him to know your feelings just yet, so you avoided telling him why you had been practicing your cooking.
 âThe other ones were nice, but those look perfect!â His eyes only left the food to give you a big smile. You could feel your face heat up as you looked back at the eggs you had spent hours trying to perfect. They certainly looked somewhat close to the ones you had seen on Devilgram, but Beel complimenting them made them seem even better now.
 âWant to help me taste test? I donât think I can eat all of them on my own.â You offered, to which he nodded excitedly and immediately reached for the nearest delicacy. He popped several in his mouth at a time while you grabbed one and nommed on it. It tasted like one of those Deviled Eggs you had eaten in the human world, with some added unknown flavor from the spider eggs. Needless to say, it tasted amazing. Before you had even eaten three, Beel had finished the other ones with a satisfied grin on his face.
 When you asked if they tasted ok to him, he looked over to you with a big grin on his face and nodded. âThose were amazing. Are you going to practice cooking again soon?â
You laughed at how cute his excited face was and said, â If it means youâll help me taste test whatever it is, of course I will!â
Sorry if this was OOC, Iâm just practicing.
Oh my god these are so adorable~! I want them allâ¤
The scenarios are really adorable uwu. Can I request headcanons when the kids are already, like they can speak and walk, and cause some trouble.
Iâm sorry itâs so late! I hope itâs okayđđ
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Lucifer:
- their toddler insists she always sits on Luciferâs lap while heâs working
- Sheâll point at every document on his desk going âwhatâs that?â
- Always rats out MC to her daddy by saying stuff like âmummy said youâre really handsomeâ
- She always runs straight into Diavoloâs arms when Lucifer is visiting the Prince before he even has a chance to stop her
Mammon:
- Their toddler always steals his sunglasses and puts them on when heâs not looking so that she can âlook like Daddy!â
- She doesnât keep any of Mammonâs secrets, if heâs plotting something, their little girl will go running straight up to MC going âdaddyâs being naughty again!â
- Sheâll follow Mammon around wherever he goes because she loves him so much and finds him so fascinating
Levi:
- their toddler will sit for hours on end in front of the fish tank just gawping at Henry 2.0
- Heâll be a really cute and quiet toddler and wonât ever cause any trouble, heâs just content with sitting with Levi on his lap as they both watch an anime together
- He always tells Mammon off when him and Levi are squabbling - he will always take his Daddyâs side and pout at the second eldest brother!
Satan:
- oh boy Satan and MCâs girl is such a diva, and she has his wrapped around her tiny finger
- She will pull this very distinct pout face whenever she wants something from him (usually snacks) and he always gives in
- Tells Satan to âshhâ when heâs reading aloud and insists that he listens to her babble as she attempts to read her baby book
- Loves sleeping in his and MCâs bed in between them
Asmo:
- their little girl is just like her daddy, she always asks him to paint her nails or brush her hair which he happily obliges to
- MC will always walk into their bedroom to see Asmo and their girl at their âsalonâ doing each otherâs nails
- âYou sit down Mummy, Iâll do your nails nextâ
- She always needs a haircut because her curly blonde hair is always getting in the way of her face
- Likes to copy all of Asmoâs dramatic hand movements
Beel:
- their toddler is always telling Beel off for coming near her food, sheâll shout âNO! My food - off!â And will wave her little hand at him
- Constantly asks Beel to carry her on his shoulders, sheâll look at him with big eyes and go âup!â as she wiggles her fingers
- MC always finds her trying to break into the cupboards in the kitchen to find a snack
- Refers to her Uncle Belphie as âmooâ because heâs got a cow pillow
Belphie:
- their toddler is constantly worrying MC sick because he will disappear for ages and she will always find him napping in the weirdest places
- Cries a lot because heâs always wanting a snooze, he loves being held a lot by MC
- They have to watch what they say around him because heâll pick up anything that Belphie says (it didnât go down well once when the toddler shouted âstupid Lucifer!â Over and over)
Diavolo:
- sheâs quite mischievous but Diavolo lets her get away with it, if heâs having an important meeting over the camera, heâll let her sit on his lap and babble to the random demons on the computer
- Heâll always find her sat on his throne pretending to be a princess which melts his heart
- She always passes little love notes to MC from Diavolo while he has a big grin on his face (their toddler and him are always doing cute things for her mummy)
 Obviously, fluff is dominant on this blog, but angst can be requested. NSFW requests are out of the question because Iâm uncomfortable with that. Ask box should be open now!
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 Itâs the best bois Beel and Belphieâs birthday today!
 First post! I donât know what to say so just read this fluffy interaction with Belphie.
  You had exams coming up. Not only did you have your daily tasks from being an exchange student, now you had exams on subjects vastly different from the university courses in the human world. Spellcasting was difficult, Soul-taking was unsettling, and even PE was way more extreme than you had hoped it to be. At least your culinary classes had helped you cook things not especially harmful to humans, or feed Beel when it turned out they were more harmful than youâd like. Math was at easier than all your other classes, as you had a few years to learn algebra before you even got to this hellish college. But this algebra question on your study guide had you stumped. You had been sitting at a table in the cafeteria for hours doing your assignments, studying for the exams only a few days away. Lucifer had been pestering you about it until you gave in. Your room would have felt too cramped with all the textbooks everywhere, so you moved to the cafeteria. You began to regret it, however, as your back began aching a few hours into the study spree. You had been so focused on your work and your pained back that you hadnât noticed the footsteps behind you.
âWhat are you doing here?â You jumped ever so slightly at the sleepy voice and turned around to face violet eyes brimming with curiosity under a fringe of black and white. âYou should be sleeping.â
 âWhy? What time is it?â You replied as you turned back around to check your D.D.D. It was 11:00 at night. So you had been studying for 9 hours straight. âOh. I-i hadnât realized-â You cut yourself off, flustered that Belphegor, of all people, had caught you this late studying. âWait, why arenât you asleep? Youâre always sleepy, so why are you awake?
Your question had visibly caught him off guard, and he stumbled over his words while responding with âI...I couldnât sleep.â Couldnât sleep?! Youâre the Avatar of Sloth, how can you not sleep? Your head was full of questions and claims contradicting his answer. Just as you were about to ask them, however, you noticed his puffy eyes and hesistated. He had been crying. Thatâs why he wasnât asleep.
âWhatâs wrong?â You werenât sure how else to ask him; you werenât sure what else to ask him. All you knew in that moment was that he needed comfort. He stayed silent at your question and sat down to your left on the uncomfortable bench. He looked incredibly sad in that moment, and your heart ached for you to do something about it. It pained you to see him that way and not know what to do to help him. He leaned forward onto the table, crossing his arms and laying his head down. You could definetly see him shaking slightly, and your heart shattered.
âWell, Iâm going to keep studying. You can stay with me if you want.â Belphie didnât make any move to acknowledge you. He just sat there, unmoving and silent. You tried to direct your attention back to your textbook, but hadnât even gotten through a few sentences before you glanced back at Belphie. He hadnât moved a muscle. You reached up with your left hand and stroked his back, feeling him shake beneath your touch. His breathing evened out slightly, and he slowly calmed himself down as you tried to focus on your textbook.
âMC?â His voice was somewhat calm now, and you hummed in responce. âCan I stay here? Just for a while?â He turned his head to face you now, and you could see the pink on his cheeks. Giving him a warm smile, you nodded. He sat up suddenly and wrapped his arms around you, holding you close as if he never wanted to let go. You hesitated before returning it, and there you stayed for what must have been a solid 3 minutes. He finally released you and you could feel tingling where he had hugged you. He sat silent for a bit, his face a bright red for a few seconds. You couldnât help but giggle at how flustered he was in that very moment. He stood up from his place at your side. âScoot forward, I have an idea.â He said, facing away from you to hide his still pink cheeks. You raised an eyebrow, then shrugged and did as he asked. He sat behind you with his legs outside yours and wrapped his arms around your torso, leaning on your back and placing his head on your shoulder.
âThere, now I can sleep comfortably and you can study.â He said, smiling widely. You could feel your cheeks flush at his touch and leaned forward. You mind was racing, and you desperately tried to distract yourself with the textbook in front of you. He turned his head to the side and lay still as your mind raced. Your heart was thumping so loud you thought it might burst. How could he sleep so peacefully with your heart this loud? Surely he could hear it. Yet he still lay perfectly still, softly breathing. You could feel his chest rising and falling against your back, and before long your eyelids felt very heavy. It wasnât long before you found yourself laying down on top of the textbook you needed to study, on the cusps of sleep.
Studying for that exam will have to wait until tomorrow.