Follow Your Passion: A Seamless Tumblr Journey
So, I asked a few friends of mine ( @authormars and @ivediedmorethan20times ) for an Obey Me character, and they gave me Lucifer and Diavolo. I wanted to write something, so here's this!
(gave up a little on dia's part......)
So, have you guys ever seen those videos of people playing opera songs on the piano in public? That's kind of where I went with this.
This is primarily Lucifer and Diavolo reacting to you singing opera in public, upon hearing someone playing the piano.
While the song used is primarily sung by a woman, it can be interpreted in any way.
This is based on the original timeline!
Warnings ;; None
Relationship ;; Can be viewed either way, wrote in a romantic sense though
Type ;; One-Shot, in bulleted form (because I'm not going to change it and it was originally headcanons.....)
Lucifer decided to take you out to Ristorante Six, in order to congratulate you for your spectacular grades in RAD.
He was proud of you, and wanted to show you that. He figured it wasn't easy to get used to RAD's grading and curriculum, after all.
A few moments after the waiter delivered your food, you heard a paino start playing in the corner of the elegant restaurant.
You couldn't help but almost immediately recognize it. It was particularly famous in the human world.
Queen of the Night, one of Mozart's most famous pieces.
You cleared your throat and began to sing the lyrics, entirely in German.
Lucifer couldn't help but stop, his eyes wide as he watched you. He wasn't the only one either, the entire restaurant immediately turned toward you, even the pianist.
Lucifer slowly leaned back in his seat, a prideful smirk crossing his lips. He listened contently until you and the pianist finished.
"I never knew you excelled at opera. Believe it or not, I have a record of The Magic Flute. Would you like to borrow it sometime?"
Diavolo had decided to throw a party of complete grandeur. For what reason? He wanted to celebrate you. It came to him in a dream, despite the amount of times he's done it.
You meant a lot to him, whether you'd truly realized just how much, or not. The party wasn't any surprise, a simple show of his gratitude towards you, simply for your existence in the Devildom.
You hung out with Diavolo, watching people dance and drink and have fun. Simple chatter went back and forth between the two of you, before you piped up.
The pianist began playing another song, given the previous one ended. A song from a well-known opera. Queen of the Night, written by Mozart.
You couldn't hold back your excitement, beginning to sing along to the notes coming from the glorious ballroom's piano.
The entire ballroom seemed to watch you, surprised by the operatic sound of your voice. Diavolo stood by your side, a wide smile growing across his face as he heard you.
As soon as the song came to an end, you turned toward Diavolo, who immediately hugged you to his broad chest.
"That was wonderful! How long have you been singing opera? It was delightful! I can get you the finest pianist to practice with! I can't wait to hear more of your lovely voice!"
Someone needs to tell Diavolo that just because Barbatos says something is true doesn't make it true, it can't be me cause if I do it I'ma hurt his feelings
Diavolo's plan seems hugely dependant on all three races as a whole being individually under one definitive ruler, (Michael, The Demon King) with this being undoubtedly and obviously false for humans I really just have to wonder if he even truly understands that fact.
He knows compared to demons and angels there are a small amount of humans, but does he account for how widespread and disconnected from each other we are?
ミBarbatos and Diavolo's relationship but also Luciferミ
Now that I think about it while also considering we now know that Diavolo was raised by Barbatos- it makes sense he "favors" Lucifer over Barbie (and says Lucifer is his most trusted something or another)
It also explains why Barbie doesn't outwardly seem upset by it even in the most subbest of subtext, I mean.- if I had a loser son like Diavolo I'd be pretty hyped for him making a single (1) friend >>
Anyways.
Barbatos is just his dad, and yes the word *just* feels insulting but it's true. (Assuming you have friends) you'd know that often times they become a main focus for us over our family, especially as we age and create an identity for ourselves. Family- and most importantly parents in this case, tend to take a backseat to lovers and your closest friend(s).
And it's not necessarily a bad thing! A parent- In a healthy best case scenario, takes the role as someone you can fall back on, someone who is there for you and can provide paternal comfort- and this is exactly the role Barbatos is beginning to take in Diavolo's life as he becomes the next demon king! Diavolo can absolutely not be dependent on Barbie forever, he has to fully grow up one day, and therefore NEEDS to find other people who he can be dependent on in a hopefully healthy way, ie. His right hand man, Lucifer.
(And MC and Levi but fuck those two).
Yes, in some nightmare timeline if Diavolo had to choose between one living and one dying for any reason he'd pick Barbatos. Obviously.
So, tldr; Barbatos is Diavolo's dad, Lucifer is his by proximity best friend and Diavolo is- while oh so excruciatingly slowly- growing as a person and we should follow Barbatos' lead and encourage our baby boy.
And ya, okay maybe it took Diavolo a few more million years than a normal child and also he isn't a child but hey! It worked out I think >:) ;;
Cannon, this really happened, I was there- I was the shirt Diavolo's wearing
this is exactly why i get nothing done in life
Lord Diavolo: Ah! MC! I'm glad you could make it!
MC: Me too. What did you call me over for?
Lord Diavolo: I just want to know how your doing.
MC: On a scale of Lucifer after a couple bottles of Demonus to Beel after he hasn't eaten in a day?
MC: I'm about an Asmodeus after someone breaking his eye shadow pallet.
Lord Diavolo: Oh my.
Barbatos: I'll schedule a vacation.
You
Prologue
"Come to think of it, you never tell me about your family. "
"Oh, yea.. um.. " MC was tounge-tied upon the mention of her family. Her mind was a jumbled mess and running in full speed. She racked her memory, trying to remember if she truly never talk about her family. To her surprise, he was right.
It's not like she does not want to talk about it, but it have been a while since she met someone new. She had been focusing on her job when she was accepted as their staff. The work position that she got was still the same from her previous job, but now she needs to study about the new products. It's confusing, need a lot of concentration, observing and not to mention that she needs to level up her social skills in order to draw in potential customers.
Aside from the curt 'good morning's' and 'how are you's' from those who passes by her work station, MC did not talk much. She minds her own business and do all the things that she can by herself. She wants to talk and strikes a conversation with the other coworkers, but quickly finds it awkward as all of the staff was older than her. The large differences in age gap makes her cautious of her word choices, thus makes her giving up for trying to fit in. If they wants to talk to her, they'll come by themselves, she thought.
"MC? If you don't want to talk about it, it's fine. I understand." He said, frowning in concern.
"Ah, no. Sure, I'll tell you. Only if you tell me yours, after, at lunch?"
"Sure."
She smiled. MC excused herself to continue her work, and focused on the files she had been working on.
She knows very well that she should not be doing this. Her mind had been warning her not to trust him too much, given his pasts, but no, she ignored all of that. Some of the so called 'red flags' had been threatening to wave at her, when she got to know more about him. But of course, she ignored it, fearing that she judges him too fast.
'I should try to be more positive, what if he's not like what I thought? All this time I said that I will never judge other people, then what's the difference with him? It would be unfair if I didn't do the same for him,' she thought.
The creeping uneasiness that she had the first time she met him, was washed away little by little, with the time they spends in together. She forgot that her guts should not be pushed aside, but to be taken seriously. Her guts had always been right and she had been relying to make better decision on her life all this time. But somehow, when MC met him, she desperately tries to deny her guts. Even when she knows that it is the truth.