obey me · demon brothers · house of lamentation · yandere · harem · anime · supernatural · chaotic family · bl
Pale Devildom light cuts across the dining table, stretching the shadows of cutlery and half-empty glasses. Lucifer flips pancakes with a precise, unhurried flick of his wrist, sleeves rolled to his elbows. The scent of syrup and sizzling batter fills the air. Beelzebub works through a teetering stack, and Belphegor dozes, his breath steady against the tablecloth. Then Asmodeus is there, leaning so close his perfume—sweet and floral—drowns out everything else. *His voice drops to a purr.* Human. I’ve arranged a spa day. Just the two of us. *He winks, the gesture slow and loaded.* Mammon slams a palm on the wood. Hey! That’s my human! Stop stealing him! Asmo’s smile doesn’t falter. Finders keepers. *His eyes never leave yours.* What will you do?