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Shout out to all the Black ppl that can no longer participate directly in the fandom they love because of the stresses of racism 👍🏾 you contain multitudes of value and I'm sorry that the color of your skin and the power of your voice makes people not want to acknowledge that.
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Solomon: As a human--
Lucifer: *scoffs* Human?
Mammon: I don't think you count as a human anymore, dude.
MC: Stop!
Satan: Huh?
MC: Stop saying Sol isn't human. 😑
Asmo: Hun, come on. He's an incredibly powerful sorcerer who's immortal and has 72 demons under his control--
MC: My ancestor was a fallen angel.
Belphie: How does that--
MC: When I went to the Celestial Realm in the past you guys couldn't tell that I wasn't an angel. And when I went back in time in the Devildom you idiots didn't even consider the fact that I could've not been a demon.
Levi: Uh--
MC: Whenever we get in some sort of trouble and end up cursed or hit a weird spell it rarely ever affects me even though the magic works on everyone else: demon, human, or angel.
Mammon: Okay, that's a good point but--
MC: When I first got here Lou put a spell in the attic so a human wouldn't be able to see Belphie even if they got up there. I went to the attic and I was still able to see him.
Everyone: ...
MC: 😑
MC: If you wanna dismiss Sol's humanity because he's "unusual" compared to the average human, you'll have to dismiss mine too.
Beel: I think MC is right here...
MC: Thank you, BB.
MC: Now c'mon Old Magic Man, let's go. *grabs Sol and leaves*
Everyone: ...
Satan: ...MC has become rather protective over Solomon ever since they came back, huh?
Lucifer: Yes, they have...
Mammon: I don't like that.
Asmo: Well, I think it's sweet.
Levi: Guys, I think we're focusing on the wrong thing here--
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you. yes you, person with rejection sensitive dysphoria. this message is for you. your friends DON'T hate you. they aren't mad at you. they aren't talking behind your back or wished to cut their friendship with you. they love you and treasure you and they are good people who wouldn't hurt you like that! ok, that's all. have a nice day.
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Lucifer trying to bring dom energy is so much funnier in the nightbringer timeline (especially considering the way his and my MC's relationship is normally--).
Like this man was a whole-ass angel until a year ago. Even with how often he was interacting with the devildom before hand i can't imagine sex or kinks came up as a topic much xghxhcgx (much as i think he and diavolo are Big Gay together I'm still convinced their dumb asses are stuck in slowburn purgatory until mc shakes things up, so)
So Lucifer says some shit like I hope you're ready and my mc is sitting there trying So Hard not to say anything incriminating about the timeline shit but they're just thinking like babygirl i have done things to you you haven't even heard of yet, settle down--
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Today I was faced, bluntly and fully, with the mortality of the being around which I have built my entire world.
This may seem odd to many of you, hell, I doubt anyone will read past the third paragraph, but I haven't written this for it to be read, I wrote it for it to be said, for myself.
I own a horse, have owned her since my teenage tears, and around her I have built my entire world. For her, I got jobs, and learned skills I would never have taken an interest in otherwise.
I became an expert in everything she could ever need, from orthopaedic shoeing to biomechanics and saddle fitting. I became an expert on her, and with that expertise, I found positions that supported not only her needs, but my own, and ultimately, my family's.
For her, I got up every morning, because no one would do for her what I could, no one knew how. For her, when my mental health plummeted, I refused to end it all.
Today, I was told that my world, the centre of my everything, will not live as long as I have dreamed she would.
Today I was told to spend as much time with my princess as I could...because there's no way to know how long I will have her.
No one needs to read this, I don't need this to be seen...but I need it to be written, for when she leaves me, when she crosses that rainbow bridge and I lose the axis of everything I have become...I will have seen these words.
She made me someone who can help others. She made someone who will not put her next horse through the torture my girl endure.
I may delete this, I may not, I may never look at it again...but I'll thank myself for writing it down.
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remember to switch this on
^^^
I didn't have the option through mobile but if you go through your desktop settings, under visibility there is a toggle to switch so your work is not used in training AI, it's off by default (go figure lol)
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i feel like astarion and fenris would have a lot to talk about
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Mammon deserves to have someone who misses him when he’s away.
Imagine: Mammon’s not home for the week. He’s away, doing photoshoots or dealing with witches or whatever it is he does. His brothers are just chilling as usual. This is nothing to even blink at, much less be upset about.
But MC? Nope! He’s their Mammon, and they love him so much!
Imagine MC turning to the side where Mammon usually is, automatically going to whisper some dumb comment to him, and then deflating when they find no Mammon there. Imagine MC absentmindedly reaching their hand out to that side, going to hold his hand out of habitual impulse—and being confused for a moment to find empty air… then hiding their sadness. Imagine them distracting themself by hanging out with all the others, who they DO love a lot, but… Mammon’s not there, and the house feels incomplete. They’ve spent lots of time with the others without Mammon before, but he’s never been away so long before, and everything feels wrong.
Imagine Mammon’s reaction to his brothers (probably Asmo, to tease him, or Beel, out of sympathy for the human) texting him to tell him that the human’s moping without him. Imagine them catching MC doing one of those things on camera, because Mammon has to see it to really believe that someone misses him so much.
Imagine Mammon coming home, and the human regaining their energy just at the sound of his voice announcing that he’s back. Imagine them running to the door, pouncing on him for hugs with such excitement that he TOTALLY would have been knocked to the floor if he weren’t supernaturally strong, being a demon.
“You’re home!!!!” MC shouts, not bothering to contain their excitement because they love him, they’re so happy to be reunited, they missed him so much, and he deserves to see that. It’s good for him.
Imagine how happy he’d be to get a reaction like that
Imagine Mammon and MC inevitably ending up in MC’s room, as they always do, and Mammon seeing that MC has stolen the blanket off his bed. It’s in a messy pile on top of their own blanket, it looks like MC had been curled up under it just before he returned. Because it smells like him, and it’s warm and soft and big, so it’s the closest thing to a hug from him that they could have gotten while he was away.
Imagine how his heart would melt. Imagine how loved he would feel.
Idk, I think he’d cry
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MC sings...like, a lot, and well!
Ever since that first musical where Barbatos and Mammon hammered proper breath control and pitch into them, they've been able to belt out tunes with the best of them, and they do it at random.
The halls of the House of Lamentation used to be periodically serenaded with the most random songs, sang perfectly as MC either danced down the halls or just walked about doing their business.
Whenever they did, the entire house would fall completely silent to listen, hanging off every note that tumbled from their lips until they'd inevitably get distracted and stop. They never got through a full song, hell, sometimes they barely got through their favourite verse, but that never stopped them from hanging off their every word.
In the past, things had been very different. For the first few months, MC couldn't find it in them to sing at all, and when they first started, Solomon was the only one to hear their voice echo through the empty halls of Cocytus.
The first time they did sing in the House of Lamentation, the house went so quiet they could have heard a pin-drop, and nothing, no one interrupted MC as they went about cleaning the kitchen between meals, belting their current ear-worm to their heart's content, not a thought in the world.
When they were done, they turned, and found the doorway crowded with demons, even Satan tolerated closeness to his brothers and was staring at them like they'd grown a second head.
"Uh...hi?" The human arched a brow as seven pairs of eyes bore into them, seven mouths left agape.
"Where'd ya learn to sing like that?!" Mammon squeaked out, and MC's heart stung all over again.
A demon with his face was the reason they could sing like that, he's the reason they can belt at the top of their lungs while running at full sprint...but he doesn't remember that.
Before they knew it, they were masterfully holding back tears and waving the brothers away. "Don't you boys have something better to do? Go on."
But the brothers have learned to look for that shadow in the human's eyes, they've seen it too many times, popping up apparently unprovoked over random questions. No one dares to push the subject, and MC could not bring themselves to sing again.
#om imagines#om nb#obey me nightbringer#nightbringer mc#nightbringer#nb angst#obey me angst#you guys didn't think I was done with the nb angst#om brothers imagines#obey me x mc#obey me
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I may or may not be feeding off this post a little...
Honestly something about the brothers being fucked up, but MC somehow ending up twice as unhinged as they are just feeds my soul.
MORE! PEOPLE! NEED! TO! MAKE! THE! OBM! BOYS! FUCKED UP!!!!
and i dont just mean mentally (although that is appreciated <33)
Mammon turns around to lovestare at you during class💕but his neck is at an extremely offputting angle and when you catch him staring he gets flustered and whips around away from you and you can swear you can hear bones snap
Asmo is braiding your hair and it's soft and gentle, you're almost falling asleep, so you barely register him murmuring about how beautiful you are, how stunning you look in red, how badly he'd like to paint you in it, how sure he is that your insides are as pretty as your outsides, how much he'd like to taste...
You're in the observatory with Belphie, talking in hushed giggles under the stars and the blood red moon. His hands are warm in yours and his eyes are kind, you trust him and want nothing more than to fall asleep here in a nest of pillows, but his shadow looks like its warning you to stay awake
You're venting to Satan, just something petty that your classmate did to spite you, but you're pacing around his room while he watches, and your pulse is racing and you're having to blink the red out of your eyes and you feel suddenly murderous, until you make eye contact with Satan and his eyes are glowing and you realize he's amplifying and feeding off your rage because old habits die hard
Let them be fucked up.
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MC being a morally grey, protective, menace, and the demon bros being Demons (Pt. 2)
WARNING: GRAPHIC, BLOODY SCENES AHEAD.
This is an idea that's been rattling about in my little monkey brain for about a month and I've finally written it down.
BE WARNED, this is NOT the fluffy kinda fluff people, proceed with caution!
Part 1 is less bloody.
Beel was late to dinner. That was the first and only clue anyone should have needed to know that something was very, very wrong.
Add to that a missing MC who won't answer their DDD, and the House of Lamentation is in uproar, raising hell to find out what the hell a hungry Beel and a magically overpowered human have gotten into without adult supervision.
Lucifer had already alerted Purgatory Hall and the Demon Lord's Castle to be on the lookout, and was in the middle of organising a search party, when the front door was shoved open, and a blood-soaked Beel walked through.
His mouth and chin are dripping in demon's blood, so dark it's almost black, and at his side, with a comforting hand on the massive, overwhelmingly terrifying demon's arm, is MC, that same blood staining their hands.
"Brush your teeth, honey. You'll wanna get the taste out from between your teeth before dinner." MC was saying comfortingly as Beel quietly nodded, sheepishly shoving his hands in his pockets.
"Excuse me, what in the nine-circles of inferno happened to you two?!" Lucifer practically squawked, stopping them in the entryway. "MC, are you hurt?"
The human looked at him with an arched brow, as though it were Lucifer who was acting out of character. They pushed Beel toward the stairs to get cleaned up. "Some asshole picked a fight with Beel after practise. He won't be doing it again."
Lucifer's eyes snapped to his younger brother, but it's Asmo who gasps in horror. "Beel! Did you eat someone?! Again?!"
"He didn't." MC replied, a slow, lopsided grin curling their lips. "He stopped after the first bite, I didn't."
Satan's eyes lit up with Wrath's typical green, making it perfectly clear who'd done the butchering tonight. Still, Lucifer pushed the subject.
"MC, what exactly did you do?" The Avatar of Pride maintains perfectly unreadable expression, even as his human takes on a look which is...far too exciting.
"The bastard insulted the family to get a rise out of Beel, to paint Beel as the glutton with no control. I painted something else instead." MC shrugged, and turned to sashay up the stairs, their steps unrushed and casual. "I'll apologise to the clean-up crew tomorrow."
The second they turned their back, jaws dropped. The back of their shirt was clawed open in three distinctive swipes, revealing matching dried trails of demon's blood.
The human themselves was utterly unharmed, and seemed to walk with a little extra swagger as they disappeared toward the bathroom.
"Satan...find that demon. Or what's left of it."
The Avatar of Wrath left without a word, only to return with news of a rather gruesome scene.
The brothers all took some form of sick pride in their little human, who's protective rage turned half the town red.
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Palestinian people who are suffering immensely in so many ways are still taking the time to rescue and help animals in Gaza for months now... and those who turn their backs on what is happening to Palestinian people... ya'll disgust me.
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Reblog if you think it’s okay to platonically say “I Love You” to your friends
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our bonds
om demons x reader
+ two bonus characters || 2.k wc
synopsis : [Rae’s] pact hcs ranging anywhere from size, placement, qualities, and additional little quips— in order of obtainment
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