pairing: john doe x gender neutral reader
pronouns used: they/them
summary: john doe gives his cannibal partner a gift
trigger warnings: cannibalism, skin picking, gore
w.c: 499
it was quiet, too quiet for your liking. john doe hadn't been home in hours; abnormal for them, considering you were used to him clinging to you like a cat twenty-four seven. for her to be gone this long, it almost scared you. what if something bad happened to it? what if they got tired of you? what if he...
you shook your head. no, they love you. it's attached to your hip when he's home. she can barely leave your side when you're together. they would never leave you.
you switched the television on, assimilating the static noise coming from the speakers. your mouth twitched into a small smile, your eyes falling closed, and you took a deep breath. you were at peace, despite the feeling of doe at your side being missing.
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you didn’t know how long you had been sleeping. when you peeked through the black-out curtains, it was pitch black, the moon being the only light illuminating the empty street. you sat down, rubbing your lateral muscles. where was doe?
you sighed, hunching forward, propping your head in your hands. your head was pounding, and your stomach felt like it was being eaten from the inside out.
you were starving.
you stood, took hurried steps to the kitchen and threw the fridge door open. and, like your growling stomach, it was empty. your eyebrows furrowed and you threw an arm across your belly, rubbing gently to try and sooth yourself.
you closed the fridge and rummaged through the freezer instead. nothing. you ransacked the cabinets to find one bite of anything, and to your shit luck, nothing.
you groaned, knees meeting the tile with a thud. how is there nothing to eat? you started picking at your scabs in frustration, knocking your head against a cabinet door.
the knocking came to an abrupt stop, though, when something tugged at your hair. you looked up and, to your delight, saw doe.
“my love.” you breathed, almost tackling them in a hug. “where have you been?”
john doe grins, her arms wrapping around your waist tightly. “i got you a gift.” he purred, burying its face in the crevice of your neck and shoulder.
the smell hit you with a pang, and for a moment you thought you could melt. a grin plastered across your tired face, and you sat up, taking a long whiff. doe wiped a bit of drool that escaped your starved mouth, laughing. with a tug of their hand, he dragged out a wrapped box, setting it on her stomach.
“open it, sweetheart.” they trilled, running its hands to your hips. gleefully, you tear the box apart, and with a moan, you almost cry at the sight.
“oh, my love...” you whisper, reaching in and cradling the heart. “thank you...”
with haste, you bit a chunk out of the organ, your eyes falling closed, and your stomach satisfied.
doe grinned as he watched you eat the heart out with love in their eyes.
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a/n: hope you enjoyed !!! and i promise i will get to some of your requests soon , writing’s hard <3
thinking about satan's tail telling on him despite how composed he tries to be. it's a wild little appendage, all barbs and sharp edges people usually avoid. it flicks about in irritation, scratches floorboards and furniture like a riled cat when he's aggravated over something or other. when he's calm, it winds around his leg like an obedient pet waiting for its master's command.
but with you? it's a different story.
ankles. wrists. legs. arms. hips, even. the spiney tail has a mind of its own, constantly wrapping around your vulnerable points to keep you tethered to satan's side. he could be mid-argument with one of his imbecile brothers when he stops to recognize a weight tugging somewhere vaguely behind him-- you, barbs poking at your wrist as it keeps you ensnared yet unharmed, smiling sheepishly at him as he grows flustered by the trap he's got you in. one of the brothers gives you a silent thanks before slipping away from what was surely an impending fight.
satan's cheeks are rosy as he gingerly grabs between the links of his tail and tugs. but the damn thing is too partial to you. each tug only finds it tightening its grip on your fragile human skin. after several minutes of various strategies to free you-- yanking, ignoring, even attempting to coax it back to his side-- your delighted giggle makes him flop down on the couch in defeat.
the two of you must come to terms with a simple fact: satan, consciously or not, deems it necessary to keep you by his side.
If Lucifer's licked a sorcerer's staff them I am fairly certain he's passed out in Levi's tub before
the brothers would throw snacks in Levi's tub as sacrifices to make sure he's taking care of himself
Mc is the reason the tub sacrifices are now called "Snack-rifices"
Asmodeus once put red nail polish in the tub and Levi didn't notice until he filled it up and thought it was blood
Satan will throw some manga in there
it's really just a tub of sacrifices to Levi
Leviathan cleans out his tub on the sabbath to spite God and the brothers started cleaning on the sabbath as well following Levi's example
there's a space under the tub where Levi hides his anime porn and a tablet with the accounts he uses for smutty fanfics
almost everyone has taken a nap in Levi's tub to see if it was actually comfortable
Satan was once caught sleeping in the tub curled up like a cat
Belphegor and Beelzebub throw blankets in there, just in case Levi gets cold
When Lucifer and Mammon add stuff It’s more nest shaped since they're two silly birdbrains
Leviathan is very happy that his brothers give him stuff to make sure he's ok
Simeon, I want you!!!
my 13 year old self, crying and begging God for a perfect body
I love the unhinged idea that if Mc is angry or dissapointed with the demons, that they would create a circle of salt around themselves and just stay in it
And no matter the immense combined powers that Diavolo, Barbatos, and the Brothers hold, they ain't getting past the salt circle no matter what they do
Salt is the most powerful thing in the Devildom, confirmed
If I was in Hell I would be so curious what the hype with Cannibal Town is. Is it other sinners they’re eating, or did they somehow get human down there?
I bet Rosie has a “Cannibalism for Beginners” class with some basic meal prep, what meats are good and go with what, and maybe some history of the town and cannibalism. There’d also be a big array of stuff to try.
Alastor helps teach sometimes as someone with real world experiences and advice. He’s pretty popular for the newer cannibals who want to try something new, while the older ones would rather eat stuff raw.
Humans have three modes: fuck, pet and eat. Whatever you are, wherever you are, know; if a human looks at you, one of these will activate and you can’t escape.
do you ever realize how fucking stupid belphie’s plan was
so his whole plan revolved around making mc think he was human long enough to get him free so he could murder them. the "making them think he was human" part fell through and mc helped him anyway because Plot™️ but if mc had one (1) more brain cell the whole thing would've been dead from the get-go
like, there's at least one chat that says there's paintings / photos of all the brothers in the foyer, and there would be other photos of him scattered around the house, and there would photos of him on the brothers' social media accounts
and that's just if he was a normal dude! fucker's an avatar of sin! the seventh lord of hell! a ruler in his own right!
his face would be in history books. there'd be articles about him in the newspaper. he would have his own entry on devilpedia. he would have documentaries and retrospectives about him. he'd have cameos in movies and tv shows. his face would be all over the internet. social media would be littered with belphie fan accounts. his devilgram account would be verified
tl;dr belphie is lucky mc has the forgiveness of a saint and the facial recognition of a newborn
Is around 19 years old
Games all day/night
Energy drink addicted (especially Monster)
Mostly wears sweatpants and shirts or hoodie
Has a green and black studded belt
Has stretched his ears to 20mm and his nose to 8mm
Also has a tongue piercing, and a conch
Has pierced Jeff
Is friends with Sally, Jeff, Toby, Clockwork
Is mostly eaten frozen foods…not even heating it up properly
Likes to play pranks (harmless)