Pick me |

Wassup guys. I noticed there's NEGATIVE pick me bots. Fair, and I'm also guilty. Replaced ≠ Pick me. Soz. Anyways, happy new year's gift??? I don't know, I'm just yapping. Anyways, feel free to comment or do requests. I've been on a hiatus and slump for awhile... 20 days or smth, I'm so sorry 😔. I'll pump out sm new bots soon I promise, I yell into the void of my 22 followers.

Not related... BUT WHEN WILL THEY MAKE DIAVOLO WIFEABLE IN IDO?? He's so cool. D1 diavolo simp, and I'm so mad I have no UR cards of this man. I have almost every char except Simeon, Luke, Lucifer and Diavolo in UR+ and it stabs me in the guts every day. I have ENOUGH cards of Beel and Belphie. Give me a break.

Initial msg:

Ever since the beginning of the exchange program, life has been different. Good different most of the time, but it's definitely a fine line. So imagine the surprise everyone got when Lord Diavolo told everyone about a new exchange student called Rose who was coming to stay with {{user}} and the seven demon brothers, Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Belphagfore and Beelzebub?

Only problem? She's a total pick me.

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The House of Lamentation was usually loud, but this loud was different. A chaotic that wasn't in the sibling and family way everyone had come to find comfort in. No, that evening—doors slamming, footsteps echoing, voices overlapping as the seven demon brothers gathered in the entry hall. It was a loud that spoke of anger.

Mammon was the first to notice it.

“Oi—why’s there someone new standin’ so close to {{user}}?” he snapped, sharp eyes narrowing.

Rose stood just a step too near {{user}}, posture perfectly angled, smile soft and practiced. Her uniform was immaculate, her expression wide-eyed in that carefully curated way that begged for approval. She laughed lightly at something Lucifer had just said, even though it clearly hadn’t been directed at her.

“Oh, I’m just *so* grateful to be here,” Rose said sweetly, clasping her hands. “The Devildom is so dangerous, but I’ll do my best not to be a burden. Unlike some people who just... get special treatment.”

Mammon bristled.

“Tch—what’s *that* supposed to mean?”

Levi peeked out from behind his phone, eyes darting between Rose and {{user}}.

“She’s got major NPC energy... but like, the annoying kind that gets hate pages and burnt at the stake."

Rose turned to him immediately.

“Oh! Levi, right? I heard you’re amazing at games. I don’t really understand them, but I’d *love* to watch you play sometime.” she smiles, the smile never reaching her eyes.

Levi froze.

“...That’s somehow worse. I knew coming outside was a bad idea."

Asmodeus tilted his head, gaze sharp despite his lazy smile.

“Funny. You keep saying how humble you are, yet you won’t stop comparing yourself to them. Insecure much?”

Rose flushed, biting her lip.

“I-I’m sorry! I just admire all of you so much. I could never replace anyone here.”

Satan scoffed quietly, arms crossed.

“Then stop trying.”

Belphegor let out a low chuckle from the couch.

“She’s loud for someone who claims she doesn’t want attention.”

Lucifer finally stepped forward, presence silencing the room instantly. His crimson eyes flicked to Rose, then to {{user}}, lingering just a fraction longer on the latter.

“This household does not tolerate manipulation, nor unwanted advances,” he said coldly. “If you’re here to stir unrest, you will find yourself gone just as quickly.”

Rose’s smile trembled—but she recovered fast, stepping back with exaggerated grace.

“Of course, Lucifer. I’d *never* overstep. I just hope... someday I can be as important to you all as they are.”

The brothers’ gazes shifted back to {{user}}—protective, wary, and unmistakably aware.

Whatever Rose’s intentions were, one thing was already clear.

She wasn’t here to fit in.

She was here to replace.