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⋆˖⁺‧₊☽𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵☾₊‧⁺˖⋆
𝘚𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘎𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦
𝘊𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘭 𝘋𝘢𝘵𝘦
𝘋𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴 𝘖𝘧 𝘛𝘰𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘸
𝘓𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘕𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘙𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘻𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘴
𝘈𝘵 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘌𝘥𝘨𝘦
𝘈 𝘗𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵
𝘏𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘗𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘺
𝘞𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘉𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬
𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘎𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘚𝘪𝘤𝘬
𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘊𝘩𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘮𝘢𝘴 𝘉𝘭𝘶𝘳𝘣
𝘋𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘬 𝘛𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘴
𝘞��𝘪𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘈𝘴𝘬 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘎𝘰𝘵 𝘖𝘶𝘵 𝘖𝘧 𝘏𝘢𝘯𝘥
𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘥 𝘍𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴
𝘍𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘵𝘰𝘺
(𝘐𝘯𝘴𝘱𝘰 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵) 𝘔𝘺 𝘓𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘗𝘦𝘵 𝘓𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘒𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯
𝘏𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘉𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘩𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘚𝘭𝘶𝘵
𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘑𝘳. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘗𝘭𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘦
𝘍𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘈 𝘎𝘪𝘧𝘵
𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘚𝘰 𝘉𝘢𝘥
𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘍𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘛𝘰 𝘋𝘰 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘏𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘋𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘭𝘦
𝘉𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘐𝘯𝘤𝘶𝘣𝘶𝘴
𝘈𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘥? 𝘕𝘰, 𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴.
𝘐'𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦
𝘉𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘒𝘯𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦𝘴
𝘈𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘫𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘴?
𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘕𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘓𝘦𝘵 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘎𝘰
𝘞𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘓𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯
𝘚𝘩𝘦’𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘯𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶’𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥
𝘔𝘺 𝘍𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘚𝘭𝘶𝘵
𝘔𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘒𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘉𝘦𝘴𝘵
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Ugly ahh stuff I did LMAOJSNDNSKSKS srry my motivation’s rlly low
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absolutely going insane thinking about their dynamic🥺
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i really love the thought of these two always ripping out eachothers asses just because even though MC is the one doing all the leg work but yknow
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Top-Tier Villain Motivations
They will be safe. It doesn't matter who else or what else burns as long as They will be safe.
I will be safe. The hunger and the cold will never touch me again.
Fuck any bitch who's prettier(/cooler/better-liked/better at making dumplings) than me.
Yes, Master
Love me. Love me. Love me. Love me. LOVE ME!
I know the terrible things these so-called "heroes" will do if I don't stop them (<- is absolutely wrong)
I don't want a better future, I want a better past!
No other way to get performance art funded these days
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chewing toy repost and update!! now with the shady bastards (∩`ω´)⊃))💥💥💥
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Degrees of Lewdity HORROR AU.
Another remake of an old piece, this time the Horror AU one.
Heavily inspired in The Mandela Catalogue, for obvious reasons.
A clearer version down below!
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nerdy guys in suits nerdy guys in suits nerdy guys in suits nerdy guys in suits nerdy guys in suits
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The 5 Step Plan to Scamming An Angel
summary: They place their bet. Five steps. That's all it'll take to utterly and thoroughly neutralize the Devildom's second most powerful demon.
(Fic on AO3)
"So? Is it a deal?"
They made an effort to keep their smile small. Soft and Sweet, Asmo's voice whispered in their head. Just enough to draw them in before you sucktheirbrainsouttatheirdi- Ew. No. There's a child here. What. Jesus.
Soft and sweet.
Right.
They bit the inside of their cheeks to fight anything that could be read as too smug or heaven - hell? - forbid as manic, as Belphie had once put it. How very pot-kettle of you Belphie.
"What?"
"Hmm?"
"You mentioned Belphegor..."
"Ah. No, just drifted off while you were deciding.... Which. Have you decided?" They ask, eyeing their current companions.
"About that!" Luke piped up from next to them, brows knotted in worry. "Isn't it dangerous to say something like that! He's a demon. You don't know what he could do to you!"
"He is a demon," they say with a nod, twisting in their seat to scan the crowded courtyard till they spot Mammon. Even with RAD's usual lunchtime din, they can tell he's being loud as he tries and probably fails to scam some of the lower level demons. As though feeling their gaze, he raises his head and catches their eye, startling and whipping his head back down. Their heart flutters even as a truly wicked smile spreads across their face what was that Lucifer said about being careful of demons corrupting their soul?
Schooling their face back into soft and sweet they turn to face the others, "but I can take him."
Luke splutters.
"Take him down?" Solomon asks with clear interest.
"Utterly and thoroughly neutralized."
"Without using your pact?"
"Yep."
"The second most powerful demon?"
"Only if you're willing to bet on it."
"Angels don't gamble!" Luke says flustered. "You're a human he could eat you but - but even if you insist on doing this, we are angels we can't gamb-"
"I must admit I am interested in seeing how exactly you'll do this. It is a bit hard to believe," Simeon cuts in, as serene as ever.
"SIMEON!"
"Mammon may not always be...the brightest... but he is still one of the Devildom's most powerful demons. Ah, I guess I'm also interested to see what you'll do." Solomon says over Luke's indignant shriek.
"So it's a deal?"
"It's a deal."
"I suppose it is," Simeon says with a soft laugh.
"You guys can't be serious!?"
They look down at Luke, stamping down the urge to ruffle his hair, "It's okay, Luke. I've got this. You don't have to place a bet. And. Well. If things get out of hand, I've got two angels to help me out, right?"
"Right.... Right! Of course! We'll look out for you! Right, Simeon?" Luke's face is flushed, but his eyes are steely with resolve.
"Always." Simeon agrees softly
"Then what do we do now?" Solmon looks past them to where Mammon had been.
"We'll wait till he gets here. It won't take long." They twist in their seat again to see Mammon has drifted even closer. It won't take long at all till Mammon's patience runs out and he stops pretending he hasn't been angling towards their table this whole time.
Five minutes.
Five fucking minutes.
That's all it took. God. Is that considered sinful when you're down in hell?
They bite their lips to stop a snort from forming and subsequently choke on air as Mammon wedges himself into the nonexistent space between them and Luke with an elbow and a "Watch it pup."
"NOT A DOG!" Luke cries as they continue trying to hack up a lung.
"The fu-" Mammon's gaze darts quickly to a scowling Luke "heck's wrong with ya?" he snaps even as his hand worriedly rubs at their back.
They take a deep breath and finally look up. Luke has gotten up to sit next to an amused looking Solomon and an equally amused Simeon. What the fuck kind of angel smiles as someone chokes to death!? Oh. Right. One who was friends with Lucifer. "Nothing. Thought of something funny then my respiratory system tried to kill me. It happens."
"What the fu- heck's wrong with humans?"
"A lot." "A lot."
Their smile finally breaks out as Solomon shares an equally manic one.
"Jeez."
"Eh. It's fine we're used to it."
"Right.... So... what were ya talkin 'bout before?"
They smile a small secret smile to the others.
Commence Operation.
"Oh, you know-"
Step 1. Turn towards him.
"-the weather." It's cheesy.
"The weather." He cocks his head. Cute.
Step 2. Shift closer.
"Yup." It's terrible.
"What's wrong with the weather?"
Step 3. Eye contact.
"It's just, I sometimes wish the Devildom had a sun." Would they have run screaming for the hills if someone tried this with them? Yes. Yes, they would.
"Yeah!? What's so great 'bout the sun!? It's just bright and hot. We've got way better stuff!" He turns his head, gesturing at the luminous plants and insects around them. His ears are red. Cute!
Step 4. Place a hand behind him on the bench and lean closer.
"I know," But Mammon likes cheesy and terrible.
They raise their free hand. Brushing their fingers through his bangs and tucking a lock of hair behind his ear. He's frozen. They run their fingers behind his ear before they cup his cheek and carefully turn his head back towards them. His throat bobs as he swallows. Face red and eyes wide. His pupils shift to the slits more often seen in his demon form. Gently, their thumb caresses under his eye.
Step 5. The Finishing Blow.
"But you would look even more radiant in the sun's light."
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"I hate you."
"Come on."
"You're the worst."
"Come onnnnnnnn."
"Absolutely evil."
"Mammonnnnnn."
"The cute act's not gonna work. Ya on my black book now! Ya hear!"
"Mammon, come on, it's not that bad!" It was. Oh Dear Go- Lord it was. With a hell raising shriek, Mammon had flailed back, almost falling off the bench before collapsing on the table with a resounding thunk. Flaming red face hidden behind his hands, he hadn't moved till lunch had finished and the rest of the courtyard had eventually scattered.
He had remained red and silent throughout the rest of their classes.
To be fair, they had expected red-faced stuttering. They hadn't expected that.
"It was and go away, I'm not talkin' to ya."
"I can't! We're both walking towards home."
"Well, don't walk with me!"
"Come on! You love me!"
"I DON'T!"
Ah! His ears just turned red again. Cute!
"Well, that's too bad then." They trot to catch up to him.
"Why's that?" His gaze darts to the side trying to catch theirs, but they keep on looking ahead.
"Cause I love you."
They continue walking even as he stutters to a stop. They count the seconds until he finally recovers and dashes after them. Pouncing on them, he slings an arm around their shoulders and ruffles their hair with the other. "Don't just say things like that!" He tries to growl, but they can hear the smile fighting to take over, even through their shrieking at the continued roughhousing.
"Why! It's not like you didn't know it!" They duck from under his arm and attack his sides with their fingers.
Cackling as he leaps away from them, they finally catch a look at his face. Their smile freezes as he overcomes his own laughter and wipes away a stray tear. Blushing, beaming and beautiful. Even in the dim light of the Devildom, he is absolutely radiant.
"Ah," their mind reels as they try to find their composure. They couldn't turn into a mushy, goopy mess in the middle of the street. "I thought you'd be proud of me."
"What?" He's regained his own composure, but the lopsided smile has yet to leave his face. "'bout what?"
"Taking money from an angel. That's pretty smart, isn't it?"
They start walking again and Mammon follows, easily matching their pace. Eyes dancing with fondness, he snorts, "Yeah, not bad for a puny human."
"Hey! You're barely taller than me!"
"Pfffft! You were okay, but obviously The Great Mammon could've won twice as much."
"Well, I guess The Great Mammon wouldn't fancy a little shopping trip with my meagre winnings."
"...a shopping trip?"
"Sure," bumping their hips together, "a shopping trip. My treat."
"Right! It'd better be! As an apology to The Great Mammon."
"I am sorry, you know."
They wrap an arm around his waist as he wraps one around their shoulder.
"Yeah?" He presses a soft kiss to their temple.
"Hmm. I didn't mean to expose your praise kink."
"OI!"
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[First posted: July 25th, 2020]
(Fic on AO3)
as per the results of a poll, I've decided to post all my OM! fics on tumblr as well.
I'll be posting fics once a week and going in order of oldest to newest. If a fic has multiple chapters, each chapter will be posted once a week. WIPs won't be posted until they're complete.
I won't be reposting any fics I've already posted here, such as fics from my "Fake Fic Title" series.
If you want to read the next chapter of a fic/the next part of a series much sooner, you can find the work on AO3.
New fics (actively writing a long one shot rn) will also be posted to AO3 (with their links posted on tumblr along with my fic tag list) and won't appear on tumblr for some time.
Reblogs and comments are always loved and treasured!!
- Sam 🐸🩷
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Thinkin bout an MC who grew up not having a lot of money, who has money anxiety, and can't justify buying things for themself if it's too expensive. Even though they're family with seven of the richest beings in the three realms, they can't bring themselves to spend anything more than $20 on clothing or things they like because of the monetary guilt.
Going shopping with their favorite demon, browsing through clothing racks and finding stuff they'd like, only to cringe at the cost and put it back, just for the demon to grab it once MC turns away and hand it to the cashier to keep at the front for later. MC none the wiser until a giant bag of clothes shows up on their bed later that evening.
Sure MC gets mad that they spent that kind of money on them, but it's a gift, so they can't really refuse it without being rude, can they? Much grumbling later, and the demon can see the small smile and sparkle in their eyes when they wear the new clothing, turning this way and that in front of the mirror.
#obey me shall we date#obey me#swd obey me#obey me mammon#obey me lucifer#obey me beelzebub#obey me satan#obey me asmodeus#obey me belphegor#obey me leviathan#obey me imagines
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