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ja3yun · 21 days

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The Doll House | M.List & Intro

doll!enha (hyung line) x fem!reader warnings: smut (mdni), dolls, mentions of possession and demons, specific warnings on individual chapters synopsis: when you're strapped for cash and an opportunity arises to help you out, you're stuck in a mansion with 4 human-like dolls who do anything but sit still. taglist: closed!! a/n: hi! so this was actually inspired by this ask and originally i was thinking of making it a long one-shot but then i was like, what if each hyung line member got their own chapter? so here we are! below is an introduction into the fic so make sure you read it before going into the chapters! they should be released every 1-2 weeks but i still have to write them so it's tbd right now.

warnings: fluff, smut (mdni), subby!jake, oral (m. rec), slight throat fucking, whimpering and whining, pet names (baby doll, pup), begging.

wc: 7.7k

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synopsis: it's your first week at your new job and you make a shocking revelation that puts your world in a spin and lets you experience something you never knew was possible

warnings: smut (mdni), unprotected sex, cream pie, oral (f.rec), fingering, dom!hoon (i didn't mean this, it just happened), begging but not really, horror elements obvs

wc: 8.9k

release date: 30th April

synopsis: once you find out the dolls' secret, you're on the hunt to find out how they became this way. in the library you stumble across something and you're left alone with park sunghoon who promises to keep your rendezvous with jaeyun a secret from their owner, but not without something in return

warnings: smut (mdni), soft dom!jay, oral (m.rec), throat fucking, gagging, begging, pussy slapping, multiple orgasm denials, punishment, mentions of hell, supernatural themes

wc: 10.7k

release date: 7th May (subject to change)

synopsis: your friend comes to visit you in the mansion and help out but her harsh words towards the dolls brings out a protective side, and jongseong lets you in on some secrets about the house

warnings: smut (mdni), oral (m&f.rec), throat fucking, rough, kinda dom!hee, doggy, choking, pet names (baby, angel), mentions of demons, revelations and conclusion

wc: tbd

release date: 14th May (subject to change)

synopsis: with only 2 weeks left, you have formed a bond with each of the dolls, well, all of them except heeseung. as you snoop around his room to find out more about him, he gives you all the answers you're looking for and more

“How long for how much?”

"Two months, 5k, just cleaning some woman's house," Mia responds, placing the newspaper in front of you with a dramatic flourish, the ad circled in pink glitter pen.

Taking the paper from her, you wrinkle your brow and examine the advertisement with scepticism and intrigue, "Isn't it strange that she's advertising in the newspaper? Who even reads these anymore?" Upon closer inspection, you sneer and return it to Mia, your fingertips leaving light smudges on the paper, "And she didn't even put her name, just 'Ms. Kim'."

This whole situation feels odd. What employer doesn’t post an ad on the internet like a normal person?

"She's probably ancient, Y/N. Old folks aren't exactly tech-savvy," Mia offers, attempting to rationalise the oddity.

Despite your reservations, the need for employment weighs heavily. Losing your job last month has left little time for finding a new one, and the bills certainly haven't stopped coming. £5000 for two months' work is an enticing offer, especially considering your previous job paid a fraction of that for an entire month's work.

You sigh, running a hand through your hair as you contemplate the offer. The uncertainty gnaws at you, but the allure of some financial stability is hard to ignore. Mia watches you, her expression a mixture of concern and anticipation as she awaits you to make up your mind. She could use the money too, giving her some extra cash to pay for her birthday trip in a couple of months.

"You know what?" you finally say, breaking the heavy silence that hangs between you. "Let's give it a shot. It's just two months, right? And we could really use the money."

Mia's face lights up with a grin, her enthusiasm infectious, "That's the spirit! Besides, how bad could it be? It's just cleaning."

You nod in agreement, though a lingering sense of unease tugs at the edges of your mind like a persistent itch you can't scratch. Pushing it aside, you focus on the prospect of income and the relief it would bring.

"Alright then," you say, mustering up a smile despite the nagging doubts that linger in the back of your mind. "Let's do it. But if anything feels off, we bail, deal?"

Mia nods enthusiastically, already dialling Ms. Kim’s number on her phone, her eagerness palpable as she eagerly anticipates the adventure that lies ahead.

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The drive to Ms. Kim's house feels never-ending, with each mile leaving the city behind and the surroundings blurring into an everlasting blur of trees and road. You check the satnav, hoping for a break from the monotony, only to see that, tragically, it still shows an hour left on the journey.

The scenery outside appears stuck in time, with the trees going past in a repeated rhythm that does little to break the spell of boredom. You peek at Mia, who sits next to you in the driver's seat, her expression conveying a similar mix of frustration and resignation.

The radio drones on in the background, a pitiful attempt to break the quiet that hangs thick in the air. You reach over and fumble with the dial, hoping to find a distraction, but each station either plays static or music you've heard a thousand times before.

“You seriously need to get a better car, Y/N. I told you we should have taken mine,” she snips at you, the journey clearly getting to her. You had run out of conversation in the first hour, discussing your non-existent love life and jobs that you have applied for. Since nothing was going on in your life, there wasn’t much to talk about.

“We said we would take mine so she would feel pity and give us more money,” you grumble, sinking into your seat in protest. If this woman has enough money to spend on random girls cleaning her house, she could have some more to throw at you as charity; you’ll take anything at this point.

The drive continues until finally, you pull up to Ms. Kim’s house. But calling it a house feels like a gross understatement; it's a mansion, a sprawling castle that looms larger than life before you.

A long gravel path stretches out before you, leading up to the imposing sand-coloured building. The mansion seems to bask in its own magnificence, the rustic feel and unkept garden only add a sense of eeriness to your wonder.

You exchange a glance with Mia, both of you momentarily speechless. This is not what you expected when you answered the ad in the newspaper. You expected it to be big, obviously, she wasn't going to give out 5k for a studio apartment, but this is on another level of anything you could have imagined.

Mia locks the car door, unsure whether to approach the large double doors. She outstretches her hand for you to take, seeking your comfort as she takes the first steps. You both look like you’re back in your first year of high school, scared that as soon as you step foot in the place, it will swallow you whole.

“We’re supposed to clean this every day?” you ask in disbelief.

Shaking her head, Mia tries to convey a sense of confidence in her voice yet it fails, “Surely not, the travel alone is too much for someone to do every day.”

With hesitant steps, you both make your way to the entrance, your finger reaching out to press the doorbell which rings a faint familiar tune, one you’ve heard plenty yet could never place the name. For a moment, there is only silence, and you begin to wonder if anyone is home. But then, with a creak that seems to reverberate through the very foundations of the mansion, the door slowly swings open, revealing a dimly lit interior shrouded in shadow.

A woman stands in front of you, her elegant clothes and neatly styled hair give her the appearance of a 90s supermodel. She doesn't resemble the idea you had of Ms. Kim. "Y/N and Mia?" she inquires, her voice smooth and melodious, a twinkle of delight in her eyes as she tilts her head with a smile.

You share a puzzled look with Mia. This woman could not possibly be Ms. Kim. For starters, she seems way too young to be the owner of this castle; she had to be just slightly older than yourself and you can barely afford to buy a loaf of bread. The advertisement plainly said that Ms. Kim was looking for help, hinting that she was an elderly homeowner in need of assistance. Second, the decision to advertise in a newspaper rather than somewhere like Indeed does not fit the image of a 20-something.

Your mind races with questions, but before you can express your reservations, the woman motions for you to follow her into the mansion. With a shared look, you and Mia exchange a silent agreement, remembering that you promised to bail as soon as anything got weird.

As you cross the threshold, the heavy wooden door slams behind you with a bang and you follow the mystery woman deeper into the mansion's maze halls, you can't help but feel like there's more to this situation than meets the eye.

“My name is Kim Soonyeol, Ms. Kim is probably how you know me. I am so happy you answered my ad so promptly! I was scared no one would answer it,” she explains.

Walking through the large hallways, you notice one thing that seems to be a prominent feature.

Dolls.

Lots and lots of creepy, old-timey porcelain dolls. They line the shelves, perched on antique furniture, and seem to stare at you with unblinking eyes as you pass by. Their features are fixed, ranging from serene to sinister, each contributing to the feeling of discomfort in the air.

Mia's grip on your hand tightens, and you can feel the tension radiating from her as she whispers, "Do you think they all have cameras in their eyes?" Her words send a chill down your spine, and you can't help but entertain the unsettling thought.

The woman leading you through the mansion seems unbothered by the presence of the dolls, her demeanour calm and composed as she gestures for you to follow. But you can't shake the feeling that there's something deeply wrong about this place.

"I am going away on some business for 2 months," she begins, her voice echoing through the cavernous halls, "and I need you to clean this entire house from top to bottom as well as a few...other errands."

Her words hang in the air, and for a moment, the only sound is the faint ticking of a clock somewhere in the distance. Soonyeol is ominous in her explanations, not delving any further into these ‘errands’. It's strange to you, why can’t her house stay stagnant for a month or two?

“There are a lot of rooms, Ms. Kim,” you comment, hoping she might open up and explain anything about this castle and why the fuck it is filled to the brim with porcelain dolls. It’s not exactly a young person’s hobby to collect these things - unless they’re haunted, then you know you need to take a sharp turn for the exit.

She smiles fondly, “Yes, each bedroom is designated to a precious doll of mine,” she offers as an explanation but fails to give any clarity.

“She is fucking crazy,” your friend whispers to you, her hand now gripping your arm as she walks slightly behind you, letting you take the lead in case of danger.

As Soonyeol gestures towards a room at the end of the corridor, she announces, "And this is your room. I've made sure I at least cleaned this before I left," punctuating her statement with a chuckle. With a flourish, she opens the door, revealing a space that dwarfs your flat and the corner shop it sits above.

But your confusion quickly turns to apprehension as Soonyeol's words sink in. "Wait, what do you mean 'our room'?" you interject, trying to mask the rising unease in your voice. "Isn't this just a cleaning job?"

Soonyeol's expression shifts, her eyes widening with a hint of anger as she leans back and places a hand on her chest. "Wasn't I clear in the ad that you would be housesitting?" she retorts, her tone laced with irritation. "I cannot leave my babies here on their own. They can't fend for themselves."

A chill runs down your spine as her words sink in.,"Babies?" you repeat, your mind reeling at the implications of her statement, "What do you mean by that?"

But before you can press for answers, Soonyeol is already ushering you and Mia out of the guest bedroom and into another part of the mansion. As you step into the dining room, you're met with a sight that you can't quite put into words.

Four figures sit at the dining table, their faces with different expressions and their bodies unmoving. At first glance, they appear to be ordinary people, but then it hits you like a bolt of lightning - they're not real. They're dolls, human-like dolls arranged as if they were waiting for a meal that would never come.

A shiver runs down your spine as you exchange a horrified glance with Mia. The realisation sinks in like a stone in the pit of your stomach - this woman is not just eccentric, she's fucking unhinged. And as you stand in that surreal dining room, surrounded by figures that seem to stare back at you with empty eyes, you can't help but feel a creeping sense of dread settle over you like a suffocating fog.

Despite Mia’s step back, you move forward, looking at them in detail. They are exquisitely done, each of them with their own unique features and life-like skin. You knew dolls like this existed but not to this level of detail. They must be worth thousands of pounds, easily in the double digits.

“If you cannot stay then I will have to look for someone else,” she starts to dismiss you much to Mia’s relief; she is already mentally back in the car and screeching out.

As Soonyeol's words hang in the air, the weight of her ultimatum settling heavily on your shoulders, Mia visibly relaxes, relief evident in her demeanour. She's already mentally back in the car, ready to screech out of this bizarre situation.

But your attention is drawn to one particular doll seated at the dining table. His eyes, although lifeless, seem to pull you in with an inexplicable allure. He's striking, meticulously detailed with dark cherry-red hair, wide lips, and a figure that exudes an almost ethereal charm, even in his simple white t-shirt. His eyes, though small, are framed by long lashes that only add to his beauty.

Before you realise what you're doing, your mouth begins to speak, surprising both you and Mia. "I can stay, sure," you hear yourself say, the words tumbling out with a sense of inevitability.

"What?" Mia's incredulous voice snaps you back to reality, her eyes wide with disbelief as she pleads with you to reconsider, "You can't up and move your life for 2 months!" she warns in a hushed tone, her concern palpable.

“I don’t exactly have anything to go back to,” you shrug, knowing that all that awaits you back in the city is unopened bills and mouldy cheese. Mia has much more to lose, a job and boyfriend aren’t exactly something you can just upchuck.

"You go home, and I'll do it," you suggest, a plan forming in your mind as you speak, "You can visit on your days off and help me out. I'll make sure you get half the money."

Mia doesn't look entirely convinced, but the thought of such a large sum of money for minimal work seems to appeal to her pragmatic side, "Will you be okay?" she asks, genuine concern etched into her features.

You consider the question carefully, a strange sense of reassurance emanating from the dolls behind you, despite their unsettling presence, "I will be. If anything happens, I'll come straight home," you assure her, your voice steadier than you feel.

Reluctantly, Mia agrees, nodding her head as she steps to the side to speak with Soonyeol and gather more information about the job. Left alone with the dolls, you can't help but steal one last glance at the cherry-red-haired figure that caught your eye earlier. But something is different this time - the smirk on his lips and the narrowed gaze in his eyes seem almost... knowing.

Was he doing that before?

#enhypen smut #enha smut #enhypen x reader #heeseung smut #sunghoon smut #jake smut #jay smut #masterlist #aj writes #i am excited!#; the doll house

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queenie-avenue · 2 months

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Sent from Below, Fell from Above. [pt.1] [pt.2]

—> if angels can fall, demons can rise.

⤻ reader is a female, reader is a bunny-type angel(?), canon-typical cursing, very bad use of 1920s slang, heavily inspired by @jazjelspen 's angel baby fic, death, betrayal, mentions of racism, abuse of men against women and sexism, angst, spoilers for all of hazbin hotel season one, flashbacks

notes: a rather long one, and wrote another small verse for readers to sing. I wrote it while slowing down the melody in Emily and Charlie's parts.

💌 ⤻ archives.

You walked into the broadcasting room, your heels clacking against the clean floor as you looked about before acknowledging that someone was already there.

"Ah, are you my newest assistant?" The man seated there had the widest grin on his face as he sat there, legs slightly spread apart as you gulped, nodding your head so meekly. Ah, to be human again, when you were too scared to even raise your head. "Haha, that's wonderful, my dear. I was told you had quite the resume. Most impressive for a young lady." You nodded your head. "Very... very impressive indeed." He smiled at you.

"You are impressive too, sir." You quipped.

"Oh?" He tilted his head.

You blushed as he narrowed his eyes at you. "Both of us... we- we're not exactly what society deems as... correct."

"Is that why you're working here? You relate to me?" The creole man asked, leaning against his chair as he tapped a lanky finger on his desk.

"No." You shook your head, your wild hair shaking alongside you. "I admire you. I want to be like you. I imagine it must have been hard for to get to where you are now." You spilled your heart out to this man, because for years, you admired how someone that was meant to be pushed out of what society deemed 'right' managed to rise to the top, to become a striking star in the radio world. "So I'm here because I want to learn how to become a star, just like you."

His eyes widened as you faced him with that determined look on your face.

"What a bright young woman." He rose up from his seat, sauntering his way towards you as you stood there, waiting.

Alastor grabbed your hand, bowing down as he looked up at you, that sweet grin on his face. "Alastor, my dear, pleasure to meet you." He said, before sealing your fate with a kiss on your hand. "I hope that we can get along well." You gazed at him with wide eyes, your eyes raking over his bronzed skin and brown — almost red — hair. Glasses lined his gleaming eyes.

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"Hey, bitch! I'm talking to you over here!" Adam's voice rang throughout your head as your head snapped up to meet the first man on Earth. You frowned.

You never liked Adam. He was stuck-up, and you had heard the stories of how badly he treated Lilith and Eve, it reminded you of your high-school friends who unfortunately fell into the hands of those abusive men they had to marry. Adam had the same air as them, just less... smart.

"You want me to show up to the trial?" You repeated.

"Yes!" Adam yelled.

"I don't mind. That demon princess annoys me a little. I don't understand why she's trying to redeem a murderer like him." You hissed. The fact that girl — who probably knew of his sadistic nature — associated with him, left a bad taste in your mouth. Though wrath was a sin, you felt resentment and wrath for Alastor, and envy for how he did not seem to regret any of his actions that led him to hell in the first place. Meanwhile, you had to deal with the nightmares that came with being killed. For the first years in Heaven, you woke up in cold sweat as you remembered the knife that went through your heart.

"Well then, babe," you disliked Adam, but a temporary truce would be fine. "Let's start heading there, shall we?"

You nodded and unflapped your wings.

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You flew up to the seat beside Adam, eyes narrowed as you watched Alastor promenade in with the Princess of Hell and that girl you still had no idea about. The way he walked was still the same as it had been years ago.

You met eyes with Alastor, mustering all your courage to send a look of malice his way, as Sera announced the beginning of court.

"We are gathered here today to determine whether or not a soul in Hell can be redeemed to the Heavenly Realm by means of this Hazbin Hotel." Oh, you just knew Alastor named that Hotel, he always did have a sick sense of humour. You almost snorted at the name too, but refrained from doing so.

Adam nudged you. "Now." He practically hissed. Out of spite, you almost didn't stand up.

"Objection!" You said as you stared down at the Princess, then at Sera. "I apologise for interrupting you, your royal highness." You looked down at her, then up at Sera, who glared at Adam, instinctively knowing it was his idea to rope in the innocent you into his plans. "I understand that as a Winner, I typically have no say in how Heaven runs things." You summoned up all your might as you met Sera's eyes, utilising all that courage you had back as Alastor's assistant into your heavenly body. "But I must disagree on the type of people the Princess of Hell is trying to redeem." You pointed a finger at Alastor, his eyes widening in amusement as you accused him.

"This man, I knew him from when I was alive, my heavenly council." You looked at all the archangels and others that gathered around. "He was the man who killed me. A notorious serial murderer from when I was alive. More of his victims are no doubt here too, maybe some in hell. But what doesn't change the fact is that someone as dangerous as him," You pointed your finger at Alastor again, your face turning red as he simply tilted his head towards you, like a gentleman greeting a lady. The council gasped as they all whispered about, some glaring down at your murderer. For once, you felt like justice was being served for how abruptly your life had ended in Alastor's hands."Does not belong in Heaven after all the souls he has killed in his time in the living. No matter how much he repents, taking away another human's soul is an unforgivable crime!" You exclaimed.

The rest of the council agreed, as the Princess and the girl beside her looked about, frantic. Alastor simply smiled up at you, his little bunny.

"Order in the court." Sera said, attempting to calm everyone down after you riled them up with your voice.

"You've always been such a good public speaker, my little bunny." You saw red, he dared to call you that intimate nickname in front of the Heavenly Court? After you had revealed his crime to everyone to see?

It seems that Alastor's nerve had not died with him.

"Why is he even here?" You questioned Charlie, your fiery gaze never leaving the trio below you.

"I am the host of the hotel, my dear!" Alastor said, "I should be here to support my fellow colleagues in their endeavours. What kind of co-worker — let alone friend — would I be if I let them defend their case on their own?"

You were about to speak when you were interrupted by that Princess.

"In the Hazbin Hotel, we believe that everyone can be redeemed!" The Princess exclaimed despite the loud voices drowning her out. "Please, you have to listen!"

"You don't even have evidence that this Hotel can work. If you do, we'd be glad to see it!" Adam responded sarcastically, challenging Princess Morningstar.

"We have a patron that is showing incredible progress." She said.

"Who?"

"Don't tell me it's him." You glared at the Princess, daring her to confirm your doubts.

"Angel Dust!" What an odd name.

"Oh yeah! The porn demon, he's totally worth being redeemed." Adam blew a Raspberry at them. That was... immature. Still, your cheeks almost flamed scarlet as Adam gave you context for who and what this sinner the Princess referred to was.

"Well, if you know so much, what do you think it takes to get into heaven?" She pointed at Adam as your eyes widened. You had never thought about this before but... what did a person need to do to get into heaven? Did they need to be perfect? Because if so, you certainly belonged in Hell. Then, you remembered Alastor and your mood soured to think that you might have been in the same spot as him.

What was even more shocking was when Adam began to get flustered, flabbergasted by Charlie's question as Sera inquired as to whether Adam was okay. You watched even more shocked as Adam cursed at Sera and began to scribble nonsense onto a paper and sent it down to the girl. You caught a glimpse of the paper and your eyes widened.

"Are you fucking serious?" The ashen girl by the Princess' side asked, and honestly, that was your reaction too.

Adam snapped his fingers as Charlie challenged him, your eyes narrowing as an orb of light began to reflect, glowing bright before showcasing a bunch of sinners... partying? Was that how partying looked nowadays?

"Heavenly people, what more do you need to see? The pornstar chose a night of debauchery, that's not a soul worthy of being redeemed!" You side-eyed Adam. He had done way more debaucherous stuff than you cared to admit, and plus, if not partying was one of the factors for how you could get into heaven, the parties Alastor dragged you to would have caused you to plummet to Hell already.

"Are you telling me you never had a drink with friends after a hard day?" The Princess was right.

Thankfully, Sera was much more forgiving and less stupid than Adam, considering that she eventually allowed the Princess of Hell to continue. Still, you glared at Alastor, annoyed that you and Adam's ploy to get everyone so worked up over the serial killer in the room had not worked.

If the type of people the Princess of Hell, Charlotte Morningstar, wanted to redeem was a serial murderer, you would never accept the idea of redemption.

Alastor did not deserve such happiness.

You continued to watch, and the more you watched, the more you empathised with this Angel Dust... the more you felt inclined to care for him. You felt your heart — that you had assumed turned to stone for the sinners down in hell — slowly soften into clay for this sad man. Yet, despite how sad he clearly was, he was so strong. Stronger than anyone you had ever seen.

"See! He did everything on your list! He was selfless, he stopped Nifty from stealing and stuck it to that Moth man!" Charlie exclaimed, causing your eyebrows to furrow.

"Well, b- then why isn't he here then!" Adam sputtered out. "Hm?"

"Why isn't he here?" Emily and You said in unison.

"Wait, none of you know what gets someone into Heaven?"

The rest of the conversation was a blur to you as you struggled with the idea that you had no idea why you were in Heaven. If you had done one wrong thing... would that have condemned you to hell with Alastor?

You had not even comprehended the fact that they had started debating their ideas in song till Lute who was seated beside you, began to insult the sinner that all of you had been observing. Your eyes had solely been focused on Alastor the entire time, but theh quickly shot to Lute.

"What are we even talking about? Some crack whore who fucked up already! He blew his shot like the cocks in his mouth, this discussion is senseless and petty!" Lute sang, and you almost reached out for her, to not say such crude things in front of the Heavenly council and certainly to not insult a victim of abuse. Yet Lute and Adam flew away first and you frowned even deeper.

"Gotta say I can't wait to-"

"Adam." You turned to Sera.

"Come down and exterminate you!" Your eyes widened as you realised the severity of this situation. You now understood why this Princess was fighting so hard for this hotel.

Adam was killing the sinners.

He was no better than Alastor. No, even worse. Adam slaughtered an entire group of people without mercy. You felt bile rise up from your throat as they continued to sing, the tunes of their voice banging against your ears.

"Whoops!"

"Guess the cat's out of the bag!"

"What's the big deal?"

They didn't even see what was wrong with what they had said. You almost stumbled back thanks to shock and your absurdly long dress. Your entire world was sent into a frenzy as you felt so disgusted with yourself, for thinking that you could work with Adam, for siding with Sera and Adam — though briefly — for the idea of extermination. You felt yourself fall back, but someone was there to catch you.

Alastor's shadows manifested behind you, holding you close to his chest. "Be careful, Sweetheart." He said, helping you regain your balance as you felt too much anger with yourself to be angry at him.

"If Hell is forever, then Heaven must be a lie!"

"Emily-"

"If Angels can do whatever and remain in the sky! The rules are shades of grey, when you don't do as you say, when you make the wretched suffer just to kill them again!"

Their words resonated with you, and you found your heart thumping to the melody of the song.

"Don't look there." Alastor whispered as a red hand came up to your face, covering your eyes. "I don't like to see you stressed, my darling." The warmth of his hand felt like that time when he had surprised you on your birthday, covering your eyes before revealing the cake he had bought and the decorations he had put up for you.

Despite how he covered your ears, you could hear the court arguing amongst themselves.

That's when you heard it.

Sera's voice boomed throughout the entire court, facing the sinners with a verdict. "I'm sorry, but this court finds that there is no evidence souls in Hell can be redeemed."

"Oh fuck yes! I win, suck it, bitches!"

"You better save the date cunts, because we're coming to your hotel, first." That's when Alastor manifested in front of them, his shadows pushing Adam back, almost causing him to topple over.

"Not a very clever idea, chum, it's rude to curse at ladies." Alastor warned, the shadowy tentacles slithering about, ready to attack Adam.

"Ugh, son of a bitch!" Adam cursed as he grabbed out his guitar. "Or maybe, I can just kill you fuckers now." He took out his guitar-axe and in a flash of light, you flew towards them, shielding the trio from Adam's strikes with your wings. Adam flew back when his guitar-axe made contact with your angelic wings, enchanted by a spell that slammed Adam and Lute back, crashing into the wall.

"Just because you're a winner, does not give you the privilege to harm someone else!" You yelled, never having such a fit of rage in your life as you spread out your wings. You were a bunny; prey, never the predator. But as you spread out your Enchanted wings, you felt yourself grow angrier as you thought of how Adam — that sadistic motherfucker — no doubt killed multiple sinners. Sinners who were just like Angel Dust, misguided, but deserving of redemption.

"Are you seriously defending them right now, you crazy bitch?" Adam grunted as he glared at you.

"I'm defending the principle of it." You hissed.

Sera and Emily looked down at you. Sera, in particular, had a sour look on her face.

"You say that demons cannot be redeemed to Heaven, but why can Angels fall?" You questioned. "Lucifer himself, was once an angel, God's favourite angel!"

"If angels can fall, then why can't demons rise?" You looked towards the Heavenly council as you sang. "After this, will you really believe all their lies?" You questioned through song as Adam got up, knowing you had little time to convince the court. "The rules aren't black and white, who decides what's wrong and right? Can you say that this is justice when you kill them again?" You sang, pleading for the court to just look past their prejudices.

Just then, you heard a snap of Adam's fingers as a portal emerged from behind all of you. "No!" You yelled when you noticed how the portal was leading to a red fiery pit you assumed was hell, but before you could even protest, you had been pushed in by Lute, causing the rest of the four of you to stumble back down into hell.

tags: @duckydinglers @ghostdoodlen @belletifeshyl

#hazbin hotel imagine #hazbin hotel fic #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel alastor #hazbin hotel #alastor hazbin hotel #alastor x reader #alastor x female reader #alastor the radio demon #the radio demon

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lou-struck · 1 year

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Operation: Stay Away Cupid

Obey Me Brothers and Datables x reader

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Part 3

With Valentines Day Approaching in the Devildom, Solomon decides to play a little prank on others, with an oblivious you in the middle of it.

a/n: I wanted to do a little background before posting the little blurbs.

Introduction:

Solomon knows that all eyes are on him right now;

"What is it, Solomon?" Diavolo asks, the friendly smile on his face making him feel almost bad enough to not go through with this little prank of his.

Using the poker face it had taken him, hundreds of years to perfect, he glances slowly around the room and takes a deep breath for suspense. "Valentine's day is fast approaching, so I need to warn you all about the danger Mc is in." At the mention of you being in any sort of danger, everyone sits up a bit straighter and stares at the Sorcerer intently.

"Oi, what do you mean MC is in danger?" Mammon yells, springing from his seat.

"Sit down, Mammon," his elder brother practically growls, yanking him into his seat by the hem of his jacket.

The crowd is silent and waiting expectantly for Solomon to continue.

He grabs the back end of a podium tightly; if his little prank of his is to work, he needs to make sure that no one in this room has ever heard of the little tale he has spun.

"In the human world, there is a creature that appears on Valentine's Day. Its sole purpose is to go around and shoot people with magic arrows to make them fall in love. But this creature is mischievous and likes to make people fall in love with the wrong sort of people."

"What exactly do you mean by the wrong sort of people?" the Demon Lord asks.

Solomon lets his features fall as he meets the Prince's eye. "Someone who would mistreat them, Cupid thinks it's funny to see how humans come crawling back to someone who isn't worthy of their love.

Barbados furrows his brow, "A Cupid? I don't think I have ever seen one before."

Ignoring the butler's statement, he continues his lesson. "They also do not like it when someone has too many suitors to choose from." He adds, giving the group a once-over. With a wave of his hand, stacks of research materials magically appear in the laps of his audience of growingly angry angels and demons, who stare at the piles of cheesy Valentine's Day cards and short stories.

Fire blazes in Satan's green eyes as he speaks, "And that would be us, wouldn't it? "

'This little prank is going well.' Solomon thinks to himself as everyone is beginning to understand why their sweet human is being targeted.

"It would," he says solemnly, shaking his head. "Sometimes Cupid can get a bit jealous; I believe the reason why they are being targeted is that the creature wants Mc to be forced to fall in love with it instead."

"That kind of magic exists?" Simeon mumbles, staring at the image of the white-winged baby intently. "I never thought something that looks as innocent as this could be capable of such unthinkable deeds."

"So, if Mc gets hit with one of these Arrows, they won't love me anymore?" Asmodeus asks, his peach-colored eyes turning glassy at the thought.

"Should we tell them?" Beel asks softly; the snack he has been munching on now sits discarded next to him.

Before the Sorcerer can even open his mouth to object, he is cut off by Lucifer. "Absolutely not; if we tell them, they could get scared. Let's focus on keeping this beast away from them."

"Well, what are we supposed to do about this, huh?" Mammon says, staring at the other human exactly.

"Obviously, we are going to protect them," Levi mumbles finally.

The Sorcerer snaps his fingers, "That. Is exactly what we are going to do. So if any of us are out with them later, they'll have to protect them.

"Won't we be affected if we get hit by the arrows?" The youngest brother asks, clutching his large pillow with a vice-like grip.

Being prepared for this question, the Sorcerer shakes his head. "No, none of us are human enough to be affected by the magic."

He gives them each a conversation heart from the box he picked up at a Human world grocery store. "Take this; It will help you see through its magic and spot the signs that it's near; I wrote down a few other things to look out for," Solomon says, eating one of the candied hearts as everyone else does the same.

"So what now?" Mammon asks, swallowing the candy whole.

Solomon grins and clasps his hands together. "Now that that's settled let Operation Stay Away Cupid Commence."

~ How will everyone handle protecting you from Cupid's Nonexistent Arrows? Parts 2-4 to come!

#obey me shall we date #obey me x reader #obey me #Diavolo x reader #Barbatos x reader #Simeon x reader #Solomon x reader #Lucifer x reader #Mammon x reader #Asmodeus x reader

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you guys loved my part 1 and 2 of Badly Explained Good Omens so i'm just going to keep doing it. fight me. (disclaimer: this series will be written when i'm either sleep deprived, caffeine overloaded, or drunk. feel free to speculate which one it is this time)

right so Season 1 of Good Omens is basically, these two man-shaped creatures who definitely don't want to lick each other's faces get together in a park full of spies & snitches so they can talk without raising suspicion (foolproof plan, obviously). it's basically a romeo and juliet thing, except romeo is an angelic bookseller hoarder and juilet is a snake demon who will make u re-evaluate your sexual orientation. and possibly give you gender envy. your average stuff, right.

so gender envy boy (Crowley) goes, hey, my lot made me uber the devil's son to an american diplomat the other night, and the angel (Aziraphale) goes, if you're going to destroy the world via evil baby style, can you lot at least not make it into some cheesy american movie. at least make it something actually cool. anyway so they're chatting about the end of the world, as you do, and Crowley goes y'know, Hell is gonna fuck the whole world up and Azi goes Nah, we beat your dumbarses before, we will again, and Crowley goes ANYWAY if everyone gets slaughtered, guess what? no more food, no more music. your life is gonna be boring af

so they go on a little date and Crowley keeps winding him up about how boring shit's gonna be when all the humans have been murdered in the ethereal/occult purge, and Aziraphale finally goes Yeah OK, but you realise I can't do shit about it right? like it's God's will and Crowley goes Nah nah nah, look. Look. Right. so I gotta look after this devil child for a few years and use my sexy nanny vibes to make sure he's evil. why don't YOU also infiltrate this devil child's household and teach him not to kill snails? it'll be like cosmic balance. yin/yang. the kid will be a normal little shit like most preteen boys, rather than starting apocalypses little shit.

Aziraphale is so captivated by his slutty charm and sparkling eyes that he agrees.

so they stalk the kid, dress up like old welsh gardeners and dominatrix nanny to teach him to love slugs and crush his foes under his boot. surprisingly, the kid is relatively normal. although he hates dinosaurs, so that's obviously concerning. Crowley suggests cold blooded murder of the child but Aziraphale's like Nah why don't i cosplay Fell the Marvellous again at his birthday party and Crowley goes why the fuck do I love this loser

anyway so as it turns out, the nuns that Crowley uber'd this baby to 11 years ago ended up with the wrong parents. The best friends husbands roadtrip to go fuck up the nuns, but actually Crowley's maggot colleague (no thats not an insult) burned the nunnery down and it's now a paintball arena, where currently a bunch of repressed office workers are shooting each other. there's a noteworthy bit where the husbands get hit with a paintball, Crowley becomes a naga (except reverse the top and bottom bits. Yeah it's terrifying) just to make a dude shit himself, then Aziraphale puppy dog eyes Crowley to get the stain off his coat because it ruins his vibes and that's not kool.

Crowley tries to make out with Aziraphale against the wall but then forgets the kissing part, then he bippity-boppity-boos a surviving ex-nun so they can interrogate her. the whole trip is pretty useless and it ends up becoming just them two flirt-fighting for a day. Oh also Crowley runs over a witch, but it's fine because she's an American

As it turns out, the witch left a book behind in Crowley's car and Aziraphale yoinks it like the book kleptomaniac he is, then binges it like your new favourite 150k fanfic

Crowley literally climbs the walls in boredom (unfortunately got cut, but still happened in my mind). They eventually meet up in Secret Rendezvous Spot #3 where they have a lover's quarrel and Crowley slut walks off

Next thing ya know, there's a witchfinder (yea don't worry too much about him) at Aziraphale's door and he tries to exorcise him via a prophecy book, a cute little retro desk bell and a fuckin lighter. Anyway.

So Aziraphale was trying to talk to God before the nutbag showed up via a magic angel circle that does a little star trek hologram. He ends up talking to God's secretary (not the fun kind) and he's like, Yeah no God's having PTO rn. Also you're being drafted into war 'cause shit's about to go down and Aziraphale's like Ahhh ok cool neat. let me just like, do a bit of tidying up first, oh and I have to pick up the dry cleaning, um then I need to make dinner, so anyway i'll be there soon. totally. yup. so excited to go fight hot sexy with pretty yellow eyes- bad, evil demons.

Aziraphale accidently cha cha slides into the circle and his body crumbles (same) and he pops into Heaven without a body. He gets yelled at by Anderson for not having a body or that sword he gave the humans 6000 years ago, and honestly I can't help but think it's Heaven's fault for not stock taking enough

Aziraphale's like Haha yeah Anderson I'm not fighting no war, I have a hot sexy yellow-eyed pretty beautiful smart funny demon to ki- uuuh, I mean, I'm a pacifist now, BYE and he yeets himself back to the mortal plane via a floaty picture of Earth

He finds Crowley going on a bender and doodling A+C=<3 on the pub table. Aziraphale's like Right Crowley get your shit together, we got an Apocalypse to stop in Tadfield

Crowley ends up getting trapped in London via a giant doom circle of fire that he designed, but he's like Ah nah fuck it, my Bentley can take it and it DOES. I mean it does explode, but only after it gets him to Tadfield. What a stellar car. 10/10

The husbands try to murder the child with a fireworks gun, that fails, then they watch the child encourage his friends to insult three cosmic beings to death. Yah it actually works, too.

The child then insults Lucifer into the void, and that's it, ba ba boom, apocalypse averted. The husbands do what they do best; get crunk.

Heaven & Hell kidnap the husbands and tries to give them their Worst Employee of the Century rewards, but the husbands survive it via clever trickery and Being A Little Shit, and they ride off into the sunset and confess their love at the Ritz via affectionate insults

the end

season 2

#good omens #crowley #aziraphale #ineffable husbands #aziracrow #goodomens #gomens #badly explained good omens #crack #for the record i have written an entire (yes all 4 books) summary of the hunger games if anyone wants it. its as appalling as this is

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weirdly-specific-but-ok · 2 months

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REWATCHING GO S1, LIVE PLAY-BY-PLAY OF DOOMSDAY WAHOO

HELLO MAGGOTS REWATCHING SEASON 1 BECAUSE THE FIRST TIME WAS A KIDNAPPING CHAOTIC MESS. EPISODE ONE HERE GOES. I DON'T REMEMBER A LOT OF DETAILS BUT YES.

Opening scene and Earth's got vibe-checked by God and I've been gaslit about the dinosaurs

GARDEN OF EDEEEEEN wow his first appearance and Aziraphale's already so prissy and flustered might fuck around and fall in love with him idk

I finally understand who these mf's are hi Hastur and Ligur you're not zombies after all

FOR FUCK'S SAKE SECOND SCENE CROWLEY'S BEEN IN AND SHE WALKED IN, SERVED HIPS HAIR AND CUNT, AND THEN MANAGED TO TALK HER AWAY INTO A PROBLEM

LIKE GENUINELY SHE COMES AND SASHAYS WITH HER HAIR AND SAYS TIMES ARE CHANGING AND HEAD OFFICE LOVES ME AND JUST INSTANTLY HASTUR AND LIGUR USE HER WORDS AGAINST HER

idk sister mary loquacious is kinda doing it for me rn with that satanic nun's habit and losergirl energy

third crowley scene and he's misplaced THE LITERALLY GODDAMNED ANTICHRIST because he made small talk with a bloke outside without checking for details

mmmmhm yes sister mary wink again your bitchless decisions are sexy y'know what i mean

Gabriel feels like his brain was eviscerated and replaced with one of those youtuber's paid course promos at the end of their how to change your life in 45 days: three simple mindset shifts video

so THIS IS WHY EVERYONE KEEPS SAYING PAVLOVIAN IN THIS FANDOM IT'S BECAUSE OF DUCKS of course it's because of ducks

mmmhm yes sure crepes French revolu--Crowley stop eye-fucking Aziraphale you're making everyone at the Ritz horny

Aziraphale don't moan into your food man you can't take these two anywhere

Crowley thanking the driver for slowing down is everything to me

And they're drunk hu-fucking-zzah good thing we'll have 11 year olds saving the world coz these fuckers sure ain't doing shit

OH MY GOD HE WAS TRYING TO SAY BOUILLABAISSE I JUST REALISED. I THOUGHT HE WAS JUST MAKING KISSY FACES AT AZIRAPHALE I'M NOT OK-

What Aziraphale was doing back was definitely kissy faces though that mfer wasn't even trying to say bouillabaisse when Crowley said what sounded suspiciously like baby

kissy kissy from lil miss prissy [i would have made such a great high school bully shame i had no inclinations that way]

SORRY WHAT THE BLOODY FUCK WAS THAT SOBERING UP EXCUSE ME THE FANFICS MADE IT SOUND LIKE IT WAS A CLICK AND THEY'RE SUDDENLY NORMAL WHY IS THE ALCOHOL REFILLING

oop nun down nun down

i want ya see a wile ya thwart amirite on a t-shirt

"actually i encourage humans to-" just say you're a lazy bitch azi we love you

love crowley fake-manipulating azi into helping like azi wants to be manipulated y'know so it's not technically his fault he was wiled over or whatever and they're both just such ENABLERS

not azi going SOFT at being godfathers with crowley

NOT BROTHER FRANCIS PLEASE NO FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT IS SACRED AZI WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS PLEASE

WARLOCKKKKK I LOVE YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

HNNNG MICHAEL SHEEN HAD TOO MUCH FUN WITH THIS

why is nanny ashtoreth so seductive with that of course dear is it just crowley's inherent disastergirl sex appeal

HALF PONYTAIL CROWLEY I AM A FUCKING SLUT FOR HALF PONYTAIL

GASLIGHTING HEAVEN AND HELL THAT'S MY BABYGIRLS

erIC THE DISPOSABLE DEMON I DIDN'T KNOW THEY COME IN S1 well not come i hope unless being eaten by a hellho--nope

ANGEL CROWLEY SAID ANGEL ANGEL ANGEL

CROWLEY TRYING TO BE SUBTLE ABOUT KILLING BEFORE GETTING ANNOYED

waiter crOWLEY OUTFIT I CANNOT BE NORMAL AFTER THE WEDDING DRESS DESIGNING ABOUT THIS COSTUME

FOOLS WRONG BOY YOU FOOLS IM DEAD

DOG IS UNIRONICALLY SO CUTE EVEN BEFORE IT GOES SMOL

gonna give my roxie a kissy brb she's my angel and all this dog talk makes me miss her (she's a few feet away under the bed)

i asked her for a kissy and she crawled out and gave me a kiss i love her

DOGGGGG ADAMMM

...roxie's crying to be taken downstairs it's nearly 2 am this is on me for waking her up i crowley'd myself fml

EYYYYY WELCOME TO THE END TIMES don't mind me I'll have to take roxie down yes I know maggots I'm crowley-coded I KNOW THAT I'M A BLOODY DISASTER BYEEEEEEEE

#good omens mascot #good omens #weirdly specific but ok #asmi #maggots #good omens fandom #good omens season 1 #in the beginning #WAHOO #OK GTG TAKE MY DOG DOWNSTAIRS AT 1:45 IN THE MORNING #THE CROWLEY LIFE #IT'S HARD WORK BEING THE RESIDENT DISASTER #BUT SOMEONE'S GOTTA DO IT

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Hey uh sry to bother you but can you do a Mc who is TERRIFIED of the demons and every time they are threated, put in danger, attacked and killed, they don’t forgive and avoid them even more. They run away from them, in constant fear and paranoia and they hide in their room and barricades the door. They now carry a weapon like a knife or something and stay up with it because they are paranoid that they will break in and kill them. How are the bros gonna fix this?

Oh I'm gonna love figuring this one out. Let's see how far these demons will really go to fix this one. God I can feel this MC's fear and anger in my heart.

Edit: This became so long I had to divide it into two parts. The Headcanons or reactions of individual characters will be in the next part.

Also I'm so sorry for all the delays in answering asks btw. Its been super busy and overwhelming to write like I used to. I get so many lovely asks but I delay writing them or sometimes can't even write them at all. I'm genuinely so sorry.

Love and Consequences

(Pt. 1) || (Pt. 2) ->

Alone. You're all alone here. This was the one lesson that night taught you. Not the angels, nor the human is on your side.

They are all age old immortals who've known each other for centuries. And you are just human who tried to their very best. You risked your life each day for monsters who would watch you die without batting an eye.

If the whole realm wasn't crawling with demons, you'd have run away without a second thought . But the best you could do now was hide, keep yourself safe and locked in your room, clutching a knife in your trembling hand.

"Oh, you dumb little human..."

Your blood still ran cold at his words, at his eyes. Noone had ever looked as terrifying as he did last night. It wasn't him that scared you, though, not at all.

It was how easy it was for the rest of them to not care. To move on, to watch you be betrayed and welcome the traitor with open arms. No you couldn't stay here any longer.

There was the dull knocking on the door again. You prepared yourself.

"MC, please, you haven't had food for days, please open up and eat some-"

"Why? So you can poison me this time? Watch me struggle to hold onto dear life again?" You screamed. "Get away from my door!"

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Asmo backed away from the door, flinching as if you'd slapped him across the face with all your strength. He went back to the dinner table, dejected.

"They refuse to come out. Screamed at me to get away again."

"MC is going to fall seriously ill at this rate. They haven't eaten in days." Satan ran his hands through his messy hair as he dropped a stack of books to the floor. Human Anatomy and more, they were called.

"Luke tried calling them last night. MC didn't pick up his call either." Beel said, fidgeting with the food on his plate.

Lucifer's eyes widened at the news. Then he glanced up the stairs and let out a deep sigh. If the baby angel wasn't acknowledged, the rest of them were definitely done for.

"Mammon you can't keep doing this too! Lucifer, look!" Levi pointed. His eyes were puffy, nose bright red. How long had he been crying?

Mammon wordlessly tilted his plate, all his food falling on Beel's plate. "I'm just not hungry. I'm leaving now."

"You said that yesterday too. Just listen to me. Sit down and eat, Mammon." Lucifer was too tired to be stern anymore.

"Listen to you? A whole lot of good that did to us." Mammon chuckled dryly as he got up and left without another word. Lucifer closed his eyes and leaned back.

"MC really hates me now huh?" Asmo sniffled. "I'm not used to being hated. I didn't know it hurts this much..."

"Ha. Welcome to my world." Levi let out a sardonic laugh. "Have fun, it keeps getting worse."

"Can we keep some food for MC in the fridge? Just in case they sneak out of their room to eat once we're all asleep?" Beel suggested.

Satan agreed, "I don't think we have another optio-"

"MC'S NOT IN THEIR ROOM!" Mammon screamed as he stumbled down the stairs.

"W-what?!"

"The windows were open, there's a rope made of the bedsheets attached to something, everything's a mess, they're GONE!"

"They escaped through the window?!"

"THIS LATE AT NIGHT?!"

"But when did- how- but MC- all alone-"

"There's no time. Everyone get your coats, we're leaving. I'll inform Diavolo and the others. We'll split into two groups and search for MC." Lucifer stood up, rushing to grab his things. Everyone else followed suit.

"I'm guessing that doesn't include me." Belphie said bitterly, still seated while everyone else was up and rushing about.

Mammon glared red at him. "Don't you dare follow us." He was the first one out the door.

"Considering what you did to the last person who tried to include you," Satan said, putting on his jacket, "it'd be better to leave you locked back in the attic."

Belphie looked at Beel. The sight of the rest of his brothers sickened him. But Beel only said, "On their very first month here, MC risked their life to save me from one of Lucifer's deadly attacks. If you were there, they would have saved you too."

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"I thought I'd find you here."

Solomon's voice almost startled you off the tree branch you sat on. He was inches away, simply leaning against the trunk, sitting on the branch under yours.

You readied your weapon. "If you dare tell the demons, I'll-"

"I have no such intention. I simply came here at Luke and Simeon's request. They've been worried sick. And believe it or not...so have I." He gave you a pained smile.

You simply exhaled and rested your head back against the trunk too. "How did you find me?"

"You brought me here once. Told me this tree reminded you of one from your backyard and that me and this tree were your little piece of home in this hellhole." He answered.

"My mistake. You're more part of this world than you ever were part of mine." You cradled the knife in your hand.

He turned quiet, staring ahead, desolate.

"You should run soon. They're almost here." It was the last thing he said, before getting off the tree. But on the road back, he kept glancing back at you.

You sat up, alert. You could see Asmo's pale pink hair and Diavolo's panicked face in spaces between the fluttering leaves.

"MC! Is that you?! MC, wait!" Someone spotted you as dropped. You dived headfirst into some dread rose bushes.

Damn your eyes, Satan.

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"Surely you knew this would happen." Simeon's voice was low but held repressed anger, about to overflow.

Barabatos sighed and shook his head. "I assure you, I did not. I donot look through the time portals as often as you think."

"Could you not look to see where MC is right now?" Luke shouted, turning around. He was running far ahead than anyone else.

"I did try looking, Luke. I'm afraid it showed me nothing. Someone is obscuring MC's presence with powerful magic." The butler replied.

There was a crease of worry on his usually calm face,that refused to go away.

"Magic powerful enough to obscure your portal? There's only one person strong enough to do that and he's been gone for the past hour." Lucifer grabbed a fistful of his hair and groaned.

"Hey look! Isn't that Solomon? And he's carrying something?" Luke pointed ahead, as the white haired sorcerer walked through some bushes with a solemn face.

"He's.. he's carrying MC! MC's unconscious!" Beel exclaimed before lunging forward at break neck speed.

"I'm taking MC home. They're too weak to spend another day here. You can meet us there, once MC's condition improves." Solomon said, coldly.

"What happened? Where did you find them?" Lucifer demanded to know.

"MC was trying to escape through the bush maze because Satan spotted them in the trees. I was waiting near the exit." He answered.

"By that time, MC looked exhausted, using the last of their strength to hold the knife close. I bent down to help them up, "Don't let them find me again. Please, Solomon." That's the last thing they said, before collapsing on me."

Silent tears spilled out of Luke's eyes. His entire body trembled with worry. Simeon put a hand on his shoulder, barely keeping it together himself.

Lucifer stared at your closed eyes and the knife you still held onto. He lowered his gaze and moved out of Solomon's way. "Get home safe, MC."

Barbatos summoned a portal without any prompting. "I humbly request you'll let us know when MC gains conciousness."

"No promises." Solomon said, before walking through and disappearing.

#obey me angst #obey me angst fic #obey me lucifer #obey me satan #obey me mammon #obey me belphie #obey me asmo #obey me beel #obey me #obey me levi #obey me solomon #obey me barbatos #obey me beelzebub #obey me simeon #obey me luke #obey me imagine

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I wonder…… would it be actually possible for an angel and a demon to have offspring? And even then what it would be like? I don’t remember if there’s anything like that mentioned in the game, and considering they’re like, mortal enemies maybe in the bible lore I doubt that realistically there would be any answer apart from “no” but like……… imagine an angel/devil child in om and what it could mean for the three realms👀

Interesting question, since theoretically angel/demon physiology should be some kind of similar/compatible, but our answer is pretty definitively no, they could not have offspring together.

We have talked a bit previously about where we think angels and demons respectively come from in our Three Realms Headcanons post many moons ago, but here's a quick recap of the relevant parts:

All angels are created by their "Father" aka God; there is no concept of pregnancy or fertility amongst angels because God personally creates each of them.

Unlike angels, who are each created by God, some demons -- especially minor/lower ones -- are born through the manifestation of humans’ sins and negative energy.

Mid-tier and high level demons can be created through various means, including but not limited to sex. However, sex and pregnancy do not work the same way for demons as they do for humans. All demons involved have to consciously imbue themselves with magic that will make them fertile and guarantee conception; otherwise they are sterile by default.

This process also isn’t limited to a pair of male/female demons - multiple demons of whatever gender can contribute to the conception of a demon baby, and the child will take traits from every parent involved.

Other mid- and high-tier demon births can come from ceremonies, rituals, magic, etc.

We know that, canonically, the angels all call each other Brother and Sister, and all of them refer to God as Father as it is implied he is the one who created each of them. We also know that, as Simeon himself describes, "Lucifer and his brothers" were always a more close-knit group than how other angels interacted and they as a unit were their own separate thing. Additionally, it has been implied that angels do not necessarily get created as babies; although there are many "when you're older" comments made towards Luke, Asmodeus talks about the first Asmo Night being something like 1 week after his creation. Together, this all implies that none of them otherwise have "biological" families that that gave birth to them, and none of them can be parents either, as only God can create angels. Though to be clear, this isn't an "angels can't have sex" statement, only "angels can't have babies"!

Now, arguably since our headcanons for the demon side of births do include magical ceremonies and angels do have magic, there could perhaps be angel magic contributed into the birth of a demon. However, we also know that Mammon has suggested that angel blessings could kill a demon like him. Therefore, it would seem like rather than helping to create a new demon, it would hurt the potential demon baby or cancel out the demon magic in that process.

As for what a demon/angel child would mean for the OM world if one could be born, well, that's basically answered by MC's existence! Season 2 basically revolves all around the idea that MC has both angel magic from Lilith and demon magic from the pacts. And, well, Season 2 treats it as a deeply unstable combination that in fact threatens the safety of all three realms. So, maybe it's a good thing if there can't be any children born between angels and demons!

#once again us at every opportunity: god's an asshole #that three realms headcanons post is a primer for how we approach OM stuff haha #obey me #obey me!#obey me swd #obey me shall we date #omswd #obey me nightbringer #obey me worldbuilding #obey me celestial realm #obey me devildom #obey me headcanons #ask and ye shall be answered

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Born Into the Seven Ruler's of Devildom

I was isekai'd to a world in a book. The title was "Kristin in the Harem of the Seven Demon Lords." Like its title, a human named Kristin was brought to Devildom against her will and had to survive through the temptation of the seven demon lords, who were brothers and avatars of the seven sins.

The seventh brother, Belphegor, the Avatar of Sloth.

The sixth brother, Beelzebub, the Avatar of Gluttony.

The fifth brother, Asmodeus, the Avatar of Lust.

The fourth brother, Satan, the Avatar of Wrath.

The third brother, Leviathan, the Avatar of Envy.

The second brother, Mammon, the Avatar of Greed.

The first brother, Lucifer, the fallen angel, the Avatar of Pride. My father. The one who succeeded in seducing the human Kristin and impregnating her.

I was in shambles with the ending. Lucifer had kicked Kristin out, banished to the swamp and died giving birth. The baby survived and was named Leilel by Kristin, and that baby is me.

I'm Leilel Morningstar, the child of Lucifer Morningstar.

Chapter List

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Chapter 5 --- First Day at School

The school quickly descended into chaos as all the demons talked about the new humans, their conversations soon turning to the previous humans in the program.

"Why didn't Diavolo invite Solomon?"

"Perhaps due to the incident with the human girl who was killed."

"Do you think there might be an 'accident' involving the human girl?"

"Ahaha! That would be quite dramatic!"

"Just another nephilim they have to deal with!"

…

Fuck.

Fuck, fuck, FUCK!

That's all I could think of as I walked toward my classroom. This is messed up, absolutely messed up. Why in the world would Diavolo start the exchange again? After thirteen years, at the same year I enrolled?! What kind of stupid fate is this?! Ugh. Whoever God from up there or down here must’ve hated me. Why do these things keep happening to me?!!!

"Ah!" My foot caught something, and I fell face-first.

A group of demons laughed at me.

"Ahaha! Watch where you're going," the demon kicked my side. I let out an 'uf' as I felt another demon put their boots on my back, holding me down.

"Argh!" Fuck! Fuck! Oh, how fate truly hates me.

"Iuuu... She has some sort of weird smell."

"What do you expect from a swamp demon?” I felt the demon lift his boot. I tightly closed my eyes, waiting for the pain.

“Hey!”

I looked up from the floor, my view only to a familiar pair of white high-heeled boots.

“You low-born demons, it’s the third bell! I will not have you punk demons ruin Diavolo’s precious academy on the first day,” Mephistopheles scolded.

The demon who has his boots on me turned to Mephisto. I slowly lifted myself up, surprised at Mephistopheles defending me.

“Fuck off Mephist-”

Mephistopheles lifted his cane to the demon’s neck, silencing him. The demon gulped.

“With the new human exchange students, it is ordered that there will be no fighting between students.” Mephisto stepped forward, pushing the demon into the wall, his purple aura flowing from his hand through his cane. “So you better follow that order, or I’ll put you on the list of Diavolo’s enemies.”

“What-!”

Mephisto struck his neck with the end of the cane. The demon doubled over, coughing.

“Understood?”

The demon coughed and nodded. Mephisto gave a glare and his friends pulled him away, leaving me and Mephistopheles in the hallway. I placed my hand over my side, emitting a healing power. I felt Mephistopheles staring at me.

I should say thank you. “Um, tha-”

“Don’t,” Mephisto cut me off. “I will need you in good shape to show me the warehouse, correct?”

Oh. Right. I nodded.

“Good, now quickly get to your class,” he lightly pushed my leg with his cane. I flinched and glared at him. He smiled back and walked to his class.

I sigh relief. I choose a great demon to be my support. For now.

I gave myself a few minutes to let the healing power work through my back. Then I lifted myself up and went to my first class, History of Devildom. I had memorized the classes I take in this building, and I was able to arrive in time. I sighed with relief as I took my seat. Luckily, no one seemed to care about me. And… I looked around the classroom. No demon brothers.

Yes!

A woman walked in, small pointy red horns on her head, short white hair, and a scowl on her face.

"Sit DOWN!" she shouted to the whole class. Of course, she would be the teacher. The student take their seat as the teacher scold. "As it is mandatory to introduce myself, even though you punk demons don't need another History Lesson 101 all over the decades because you're all lazy punks!"

She lifted her index finger, with long red sharp nails that could reach the ceiling. She scratched it on the blackboard behind her.

SCREEECH, SCREECH, SCREEECH,

I closed my ears and gritted my teeth. The teacher spelled out on the blackboard her name, "Miss Viles."

"Now, all of you will address me as Miss Viles! Or else!" she pulled out a metal ruler and snapped it. A crackling sound burst through the room like thunder, but there was no lightning. Thankfully, I'm already used to the sound in the swamp. "And! I do not tolerate-!"

"OIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!"

I jolted in my seat. That familiar voice... A demon behind me whispered, "Oh no, it's the scumbag greed brothers."

My eyes widened. The greedy scummy brother would be-!

Running steps were heard approaching from the hallway. Miss Viles groaned and held the door. When the demon stepped into the doorframe, she slammed it.

"GAH!!!"

I blinked my eyes, a demon sprawled on the floor. He had messy white hair. He was the avatar of greed, Mammon.

"HEY! I could've smashed the door, professor!" Mammon protested.

The demons behind me murmured, disappointed that Mammon didn't get slammed. That was obvious; Mammon had speed no demon in the realm could match.

Miss Viles glared. "Mammon, I will not repeat myself! Come to class on time!"

Mammon waved his hand. "Yeah, yeah, yeah, I got ya!"

A knock on the door, and it opened, revealing a cute tan girl with brown hair. “Um, Ma-Mammon?"

I gasped. She’s one of the human exchange students!

“Ah! You must be Carina, right?”

“Ye-yes,” Carina stepped into the classroom, offering her hand. “Nice to meet-”

“I see you’ve already rubbed off on Mammon’s behavior,” Miss Viles ignored her hand. Carina slowly put her hand away with a frown. “Just because he is your caretaker doesn’t mean you’re allowed to be late for my class!” She slapped her ruler, making a thundering noise. Carina yelped.

“I-I-I’m sorry! Please don't kill me!” Carina bowed her back in fear. Students behind me snickered and laughed.

Oh no. This is just a repeat of what happened to Kristin. Bullied, mocked, threatened to be eaten. Not to mention, her caretaker was the same demon Mam-

“Eeep!!!”

The said demon had his face close to mine, staring at me. I was frozen in my seat, scared to death.

"Yo! Miss Viles! Who is this demon?"

What is he doing?? What does he want?! Did he realize??!!

Miss Viles blew her mouth. “Oh, that’s just the new baby demon from the swamp.”

“Wait!” Mammon banged the table, and I stood up, stepping back from my seat. “You’re the youngest demon?!”

“Uh-uh-uh, yeah?” Oh no, he must’ve realized I’m Leilel! FUCKING SHIT! I need to escape through the window!

"Oh yeah, you're the same age as-" Mammon suddenly stopped. He frowned at me, clicked his tongue, and sat in his chair. The whole class went quiet.

What's going on? Just a moment ago, Mammon was bothering me and now the whole class went dead silents. I glance at from the corner of my eyes, the whole students closed their mouth as if being sewed.

Miss Viles sense the discomfort, clears her throat, and clapped her hands. "Well, I guess that’s enough chaos. Let’s start class."

I sat back into my chair, dreadful and nervous. The classroom table is for three people, and I’m sitting with the poor human Carina and demon Lord Mammon.

Oh, God, why do you hate me so much?

My heart beating so fast it may have fallen out of my ribcage. My hand sweats like a pig. I take a slow deep breath. Distracting myself with the professor's lecture. I look from the corner of my eyes. Mammon was leaning over his crossed arms, yawning. He seemed to be bored out of his mind and ignoring everyone around him. I sighed in relief.

Then a quill tapped on my book. “Hey, I’m Carina, what’s your name?”

I flinch. Fuck. Quite bold this human wants to introduce herself to a demon on the first day. Very unfortunate that demon is me. If I become acquainted with Carina, I will be involved in Diavolo’s and the Seven Brothers' twisted game. They would let Carina be friends with me, then make me the evil demon who's out to eat this girl while the demon brothers protect her. It’s how they tricked Kristin and gained her favor.

And it’s going to happen again. I gritted my teeth and turn back to my book. I ignore her. I can’t get involved with her. Never.

I hear Carina let out a disappointed sigh. I clenched my pen. My consciousness was heavy with guilt. I'm really sorry. But her fate here had been predestined. And there’s nothing I would and could do. I'm still trying my hardest to survive here, and it's not been easy. Not without my blops though.

I exhales through my nose. I miss them already.

Suddenly Carina leaned on me, looking at my book. "Hum... La-mi? Lami?!"

I closed my book with a loud thud. For a human, she doesn't have a decency to keep a person's private space and business. Great. This kind of human would easily go down at least in a month.

I was about to scold her. "You...!" I stop as I saw the surprised look on her face, as if she can't believe what she's seeing in front of her. Her eyes cast down and up to my face. I blink. Why is she...?

Then her mouth curved into a grin like the Cheshire cat. “Wow, Lami” Carina mumbled with a smile. She giggled. “You’re thirteen, right? That makes me older than you.”

My left eyes twitch, shiver all over my back. Is this human a creep?

“What are you two talking about?”

I almost jumped in my seat when Mammon interrupted us.

Carina giggled. “Oh, I’m just introducing myself. Lami is so shy~” she gave me a weird smile. All the hair on my neck stood up.

What is this?

“Ik!” Mammon exclaimed. “Why would you wanna be friends with a demon from the swamp? They're the lowest of the lowest demons.”

Carina gasped. “Ma-Mammon!”

I rolled my eyes and returned to my book. A tan hand blocked my book with his palm. It was Mammon looming over me with a smirk.

“Not even the lowest demon wants to live there. You must’ve loved the smell, huh? I hope you shower twice cause I ain’t smellin - BUH!"

A board eraser smacked into Mammon’s head, and he fell backward into his seat.

“Kyaaaa!!!” Carina screamed.

“Human! Quiet! Mammon! Pay attention to the class! You've been in this class for decades! I had ENOUGH!" Miss Viles turned at me with a glare. "You!" She point her really-really long nails at me. I gulp. "I knew a demon from a swamp will have no manners whatsoever. So I'm going to assign you three, to DETENTION!" she slap her ruler to our table, creating a thunder sound over the class.

Carina scream loudly into my ears, hiding under the table like a mouse. Mammon was still on the floor, maybe passed out. The whole class laugh and mock us until Viles silents them. Then she went back to her lecture with a huff.

I take deep breaths, deep breaths, deep breaths. My heart may as well going to heart attack. How I wish it would happen. How I wish I was dead and send to Celestial Realm.

"I hate first day at school."

RRRIIIING!!!

The first bell rings for the next period, and I swiftly exit the class, my feet carrying me away.

“Ah, ah! Lami!”

It's Carina calling me. I keep running. Though the guilty conscience still lingers at the back of my mind, asking me if I'm going to let what happened to Kristin happen again.

I shake my head. No, I can't do that. I can't help anyone but myself. I keep running toward the RAD newspaper office.

XxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxX

Mephistopheles has his arms crossed, scowling at me. “Detention? On the first day?”

I frown as I open the map of Devildom. “It wasn’t my fault, it was that dumb greedy demon, Mammon!”

“Yet, you got yourself involved with that demon?” Mephistopheles clicks his tongue. I scrunch my face in anger. Demons. Why did I even bother defending myself? I take a deep breath, settling my anger down. After I relax, I focused on the map, pointing at a location.

“Here.”

Mephistopheles looks over the map, his frown deepening. “The park?! Are you insane? A thousand years of searching for the rebellion's illegal operation is there?!”

“It is there, just hidden.” I rummage through my satchel and pull out a small dual-sided standing mirror. “See the forest behind the park? It’s an illusion. They used this ancient spell, a double mirror, reflecting what they recorded in the mirror and making it like a big whole projector.”

I demonstrate with my mirror, reflecting the fireplace. The first side captures the fireplace like a picture with a camera. Mephistopheles watches silently. Then I turn to the second side, facing the other side of the room. The reflection now shows the door as a fireplace.

Mephistopheles gasps, standing over his couch. “I’ve, I’ve seen this spell,” he points to the mirror. “If we had walked through the line where the mirror is placed,” Mephisto steps to the fireplace, touching it. “Everything becomes real.”

I nod. “That’s why none of you can find the place.”

Of course, I know this from the novel. The chapter tells how one of the rebellion demon approach Kristin, offering her an escape from Devildom. In exchange, Kristin would give them a key to Lucifer’s real Cerberus at the basement of the House of Lamentation. Since their operation is based on recreating the demon dog Cerberus, they would need the blood of the real Cerberus. After a while, Kristin decided not to continue, not wanting to cause chaos in Devildom.

Stupid girl.

The novel said she trusted those brothers, giving them a second chance to redeem themselves. Yeah. Where are you now, huh, Kristin? Buried in the unknown dirt of Devildom, leaving me behind.

I grit my teeth and clench my hand on my lap, trying hard not to let it show on my face. So I scrunch my face and exhale.

Mephistopheles doesn’t seem to notice me, busy taking notes and talking to himself.

“Alright, alright,” He taps his notepad. “I’ll be with reinforcement to see if this is real.” He looks at me seriously. “If we find nothing, I’ll personally escort you to Barbatos's torture room at the Demon Castle.”

Hearing Mephisto threat made my heart stop for a second. Oh, fuck. Do I really want to risk my life with a novel I just read through the internet?

…

Fuck this. I close my eyes and nod.

“Good, if you try to escape,” I suddenly feel a weight around my wrist. Mephistopheles' mark shines, creating a shackle around it. “The mark will be your chains, is that clear?”

I gulp down my throat. Since when is he able to do this? I nod again, praying to God above to let my plan goes well.

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kit-williams · 4 months

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Masterlist

Hi decided to actually make a masterlist because it's probably for the best.

Things to know: I will write from a mainly female pov/perspective and it will for the most part be monogamous hetro relationships (in the terms of genitals) I won't do fxf or mxm or trans because that's not how I grew up and I'm god awful at writing homosexual sex (genderbend I can do) Another no: Adultry/cheating/spouse(or partner) thievery

Asks are open

Number of asks waiting to be answered: 19

My Ao3 (I havent updated a story on there since like 2016 I'm scared to even let ya'll see it but I might post the AU on there)

So I mainly write Halo, Runescape, and Warhammer 40k but here I've only been posting my Warhammer 40k and D&D au

So expect a lot of polls because it helps focus my ADHD ass

PLACE WHERE YOU CAN ASK TO BE PUT ON TAG LIST

Poll Storage Pheromone Spray poll part 1 First kiss part 2 Pheromone Spray part 2 Husbandry lewdness poll First Kiss part 3 How to tag the lewd poll probably going with carnal bond

Warhammer 40k

The D&D AU

The Yandere Black Templar and Flesh Tearer

The Yandere Space Marine Masterlist

Story Vault until I know where to put these stories/how to categorize them

The boys and their darlings

This is not Canon mini masterlist

Come little children

Mjod wench

Pheromone Spray 1 2

Song Inspiration

First Kiss 1 2 3

Yandere Konrad, Angron, Abaddon

Minihammer

Yandere Leman, Horus, Lorgar, and Emperor

Fishing Heron: Sanguinius D&D AU

Just give me 3 days Mal

Yandere Perturabo, Lion, & Vulkan

Yandere Rogal Dorn

Warhammer Fantasy

Dangerous Druchii pending

Warhammer 40k & COD

The COD Integration mini-masterlist

Demon Prince/Bloodthirster Graves

The 40k au

How does Horangi spend the thrones? Horangi focused

Lieblings König focused

Spirit Halloween Ghost focused

Hey Kiddo Price focused

Where do babies come from reply

Hail to the King Black Templar König

Everyone is space elves

COD

The mud pit cope fic

Hot Chocolate cope fic König focused

Missing the Bairn cope fic Soap focused

Zombie cope fic Ghost focused

He scares me Nikto focused happens before the Soap one

It's a wonderful life CODHoliday2023 fic angst-comfort Ghost

Age hcs/boys ages

Random romantic thing I wrote

Tanz mit mir Regency Au songfic

Halo

Most of it is on my Ao3

Random

The eventual bringing over that one non con I wrote pending

I have to edit it

The #I wrote something for my tumblr can help too

Sentience base off of lancer but I really just like the Balor

Baby fluff

barn anon/Tales from the Barn/Space Marine Husbandry Sentience

I will rename this when I can sit and think of better titles for them

Space Marine Husbandry Sentience Mini Master List

51 more Space Marine Husbandry Sentience & Tales from the Barn

Hey Look another Space Marine Husbandry Mini Masterlist

Not a defect just a feature

Carnal Bond Death Guard

Cuddle Session: Night Lords

Lore Drop: Purring

Survivalist Anon Update

Thousand Sons guide

Hognose Snakes

Noise Marines

Video Games

Kitty Cat

What's not to love

This house is a tomb for cps and thieves

if it works for cats...

meeting through the door

Hoof Care

Lore Drop: On bonds

My little bonded

Reverse Husbandry AU

Reverse Husbandry Gabriel

Reverse Husbandry Headcanon

Reverse Husbandry Emperor

Sanguinius and Glitter

Gabriel and his sick human

Human Husbandry?

Primarchs in the reverse world

Gaius flees

Judgement from the Lord of Iron

Seeing things

Funny stuff/Fan art

Ovaries Stolen meme

Fan art by bispecsual

Blood Angel Gabriel meme

Fluffuary

Fluffuary master list

Fluffuary rules

#masterlist

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abogwitchnamedsage · 1 year

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Obey Me! Language Barrier Headcanon

After several days of overthinking and avoiding adult responsibilities, I think I've dreamed up a headcannon for how MC can speak to demons and angels right out of the gate! The Devildom and Celestial Realm use high-range magic to break language barriers - which is incredibly powerful (yet still glitchy) at times.

How does it work? Within the boundaries of the realms, you hear others speak your chosen/preferred language, and written language is re-transcribed before your eyes. Very useful, right??

Of course, there are... problems. Language is a product of our time, culture, and experiences in the human world, making direct translations sometimes hard or impossible to understand. Add entire different realms to the situation makes translating from human -> devilish, human -> celestial, and everything in-between an even bigger problem. It gets in the way of studying, and even everyday life in the Devildom, and can lead to some... interesting conversational blunders.

On a side note... I imagine that eventually, languages in the Devildom and Celestial Realm merged over time into a "universal" language that covers most of each of the realms. While there are still regional dialects and speakers of nearly-forgotten languages, it would be most helpful for our long-lifetime-having-peeps to institutionalize a "Common Devilish" and "Common Celestial" language for government and public services. Still, implementing "Language Barrier Magic" ensures everyone's needs are met, especially in crisis situations.

Why I love this headcanon:

#1 Imagine how cute it would be for the OM! characters to hear MC speak in their own native language!!!!! Solomon would definitely give MC the ability to experience what it's like without the support of Language Barrier Magic, letting them hear the brothers speak Devilish and letting the brothers hear MC speak their own. I like to think that Devilish and Celestial both sound SUPER inhuman yet easily distinguishable. If MC tries to mimic their speech, they're just like, "aww baby is trying 🥹💕"

#2 The magic might wear off in remote areas (like losing your phone's signal, lol). I imagine that our DDD's device/signal has something to do with the magic's ability to cover the Devildom. Imagine going on a hike with the brothers out in a Devildom nature reserve when suddenly no one has a signal, and Levi whines:

⛥̷̛̞͚͉̤͙̤̠̭̇̎͌̑̏̀̏̓̂͋̃͊̓͆̃̀͐͗̕͘͘̕ ̸̲̖̻͎̮͓͕̮̹̱̗͕͔͌̒͝☠̵̨̨̡̱̦̦̪̖͍͖̱̻̳͉̖̯̗͚̽̏̐̚͝͝ ̶̡̝͖̻̹͔̼͕͓̺̰͎̥̮́́͑̆̇́̈́̍͌͝A̶̱͛̈̂̅̀̑̊̿̔̓̋̓́̓̉̈́̕̚̕͠h̶̻͒̋͋͐̐͋̂̐̊̈́͊̉̋̎͒̊̆̇͑̑̕̚͘͜͠͠͝͝ ̷͈̪̳̫̏̽͗̐̂́̈́̎̓̈́̃̃̈́̈́͗͐̆̕̕͝m̷̡̨̘̟̹͙̹̝̮͚͓͕̥̟̫̣̝͍̳̮̹̟̩͚̣͉͕͌͂̐͑̽̏́̋̓̾̀͊͊͒̏̾̈́́̽́͌̉̂͘͘͜͠͝a̵̛̼͎̓͗̒͆͛̓̽͆͐͛̀̒ͅn̷̨̡̡͉̯̘̬̙̮̩͔͚̝̞̮͙̰̞̞̟̰̲͔̖̪͈͙̊̈́̊̐̇̈́́͒̀̿̍͗͘̕͜,̸̗̗̪̹̖̙̠̟̞̣̺̱͍̙͓̤͙̥͓͎̲̥̫͑̽̋̽̈́͛͒͂͆̇̓͌͐̽͜͠ͅͅ ̸̨̛͈̭̯͓̭̥̙͇̗̝̦̞̭̼͎͓͖̼̯͓̙̭̏͛̈́́̃̍͊͑̇̀̏̿̈́͆̈́́͐̈́͒̃͗̆́͋̽͝͠͠ͅͅI̸̧̨̡̺̯̞̦͓͖͚̺̜̩̤̪̽͒̈́̈́̓̉̽̊͒̔͒̈̀̽͝ ̸̧̬̳̳̺̗͉̮̫̬͔̱̠̮̦̣̣̯̻̥̞͚̈̂̿̉͌͐͊͐͝ͅͅc̸̨̮̝̘̱͇̩̘̙͈̜̱͔̯͕̦̮̃̃̋̐̆͆͊͂̃̂̒͗̀̄́͋̉̑̔̂͛̑̀͠ạ̷̡̛̦̞̥͊̀͂͋͐̍́̓̈́͂̇̇̔̀͛͋̒̕̚͘͜͠n̷̨̨̡͍̳̥͖̝̖̰͍̙̬̤͛̐̈́̑̀̿̄̽͊͛̆̑́̾̽͋͛͌̋̃̽͛͂̈́̚͜͜͝͝͠'̶̡̧̠̣̬̮̭̩̯̠̭̼̟͎̗͍̯͊͐̇̏̅̌̏́̅͆̐̓̾ͅt̵̢̡͙̬̞͉͔͈͖̹͕͚̳̩͇̟̟̦̙̖̯̖͖̅̊̅̃̈͊́̒̾̓̈͂̀̎͛͠ ̴̧̡̧͕̦̱̺̮͚̥̣̫̪̼͔̮̇̒͑̋͌͑͆̉̋́͆̒̊̍͒̆̀̐͗̈́͑̇̈́̚̕͘̚͜͝͝ͅp̴̨̧̛͓̰͖̟̪̙̲̟͍͉̲͎͓̜̼̫͚͙͍̉̎͋͂͗̍̌́́̒̋̀̏̒̆͛̎̍̅̂͛͑̽̑̐̍͝l̴͔̬͍̘̼̪̝̤̞͔̀̑̐̉́̈́̏̋͛͋̀̿͜͝a̴̡̧̨̙͍̣͚̘̖̪͚̜̭̝̝̯̭̅̀̽̿̆̋͜y̸̧̩͉̱̞̥̙̫̤̙̤̳̥̳̱̹̟̦͔̫͕̭͉͚͙̭̘̳̽̃͜ ̷̨̧̛͉̲͍̙͇̫̥̜̱͕̞͍̗̫̘̺̬̗͔̌̂̒̽̂͆͂͛̍̌̒̎̃̉͑̋̎̋̚̚͘͝͝͠M̸̨̲̱̟̺͕̅́̒͒͒̊̇͊͊̔̋͌͘͝͠o̷̢̢̢̨͓͔̲͖̺̭̦͕̩̞̝̰͎̻̺̦̰͐͒́͑̍͜n̶͕̠̣̪̬̭̬̘͔̏͛̀̆͂̓̀̇̚͘͝ͅo̸̻̮̼͕̤̼͛̈́͜n̵̢̤̤͎͌͗̊̇͊̈͑̃̉͐͌͂̆̽̽͂̉̚͘͝o̵̧̤̘̺̜̜̞̟̼̖̝̺͓̺̲͖̓k̷̳͚͓̥͊̍̀͋̀̀͐̎͗͘̕͝ê̶͈̥͕̙͍̗̞̞̇͌͆̆̃͂́͌͌̓̒̅̄̐͘͘͜͜l̸̡̢̢̦̤̘͚͕̪̝̙̱̭̮̞̺̘͖̪͙̟̘̙̮̩̗̫͉̩̅̏͐̽͋̽̀̔͗̔̎͒̆̚̚͝ą̵̧̧̞͎̳̳̤̺̜̫̤͓̰̫͉͉͉̜̭̜̌̂̑̋̀͑̈́̔͂̔̀̈́̂̐̍̂̀̈́̈́̑͌̓̔̄̕̕͜͜͝͝n̶̢̨̧̟̣̩̤͚͚͉̺͎̜̙̰͈̬͔̙͕̟̣̎̌͑̃̉̿̊̋̃̎̃͒̔͋̉̀͗̿͘̕͘̚͠͝͝d̷̨̥̟̻̫̹̹͓̼̘̍͜ͅ!̶̨̛̜̪̖͓̙̟̦͙͎͓͇̘̌́̈́̔͋̇̀̓̋͋̽̀͂͂̈́̅͗̐̿͑̚͝͠͝͠ ̷̭͇̗̠̹̜͕͎̗̈͑̆̄͊̈́́̆̒̏͑̽̄́͗͒͆͂̈́̀̃̾̽́͘͝⛧̸̳͓̥̫̑̀̿̈́̄͜ ̷̧̢͎̱̫̬̪̠͔̫͉̝̣̣̗̰̞̯̊͆̄⛥̴͎͂͆̏͑̎̓̔̊̽̇͛̽̄́̇̈̈́́̈̑̒̈̏͑͘͜͝͝͝͝ ̴̨̧̢̩̥̩̭̘͉̟̻̲̙̻̏͊͋̏̃̌̀́̀͛͜͝☠̷̢̡̛͖̥͔͇̠̮̘̱̙͉̥͙͙̻̬̗̯͐̃̄͆͆̾̍͌̽̚

... and MC is just like

#2 I think this is incredibly fun/messy for multilingual MCs. I tried to study many different languages in middle school (don't ask, idk), and now I permanently think in multiple languages and sometimes interchange languages when talking with my partner. My MC would be testing the fucking limits of the language barrier magic for sure. Also, I can see Multilingual!MC associating different languages with different people and shifting languages sporadically, resulting in a very confused MC.

MC's brain listening to the seven brothers fighting, but the language keeps changing every 3 seconds:

#3 The Language Barrier Magic was never meant to handle humans and their many, many languages!! As I mentioned previously, the Devildom and Celestial Realm likely have their own common/universal language. But humans have so many! And they're so different!! Before MC arrived, I imagine that someone (hopefully) had the forethought to make sure their language was uploaded to the Language Barrier's "database", but it still has trouble predicting slang and expressions.

MC: You're the bee's knees, Mams.

Mammon: ...wHAT the FUCK?? (after hearing MC utter: "you are the honey-producing anthophila's tibiofemoral joint."

#4 Imagine if Diavolo/Barbs/Lucifer forgot to calibrate MC to the Language Barrier Magic, or set it to the wrong language! Or if they remembered to set their spoken language but not their written language, so on the first day of class, MC looks at their textbook like, "well shit".

When my MC arrived in the Devildom, they thought they had arrived at a university in Japan (Barbs scammed Sage into the Devildom Exchange Program and will NEVER let them live it down), so they spoke Japanese at the beginning. Since everyone replied back in Japanese, Sage really thought that was just how the Devildom was. MONTHS into the program, Sage learned from Solomon about the language magic and proceeded to hunt down Lucifer shouting, "I could have been speaking English this WHOLE TIME?" Afterwards, everyone noted that Sage spoke faster and more comfortably ever since. It's now a long-running joke in the House of Lamentation.

Levi: LOL remember when Sage thought we all just spoke Japanese in the Devildom. What a noob move, LOL!

Sage: Hey, Levi. Remember when you tried to tell me the manga you were reading during class was a "slice of life" but I could CLEARLY read from the cover that it was [expletive title here]?

Lucifer: When he WHAT-

Anyways, thank you for listening to my Ted Talk, and now I want to hear about everyone's MC and what language shenanigans they would be up to, please and thank you. 💛💛

#obey me shall we date headcanon #obey me shall we date #obey me headcanons #obey me fandom #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me levi #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me asmo #obey me beel #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me belphie #tw swearing

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vinxwatches · 5 months

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watching good omen season 1

ep 1 pilot

haven't seen a lot of it, mostly that people like it, that it's made by people people really like and that it's gay (or at least people make it gay) so you know, good pick for me. and i just watched to animations/animatics on youtube with bad endings and bad endings fuck me up, so hopefully this is happier. intro is a fucking banger. also god has a fem voice? nice. accurate skin colour for the earliest humans. not surprised, but appreciated. making fun of theology and great banter? i love it.

ominous picnic basket. oh... actually quite biblically fitting it seems. i REALLY hope they don't expect me to remember these names too well. many of the characters seem fun though.

of course the american politician says bs like "a regular y chromosome son". which i'm sure has not been tested as you 1: don't know the gender yet. 2: phenotype does not denote genotype.

i wonder who and how they'll figure out who has the wrong baby. "i don't recall what horror of history we had a lunch over, but i do recall what we had." the BEST dynamic.

will they even figure out they got the wrong one? ok, i know that working with an actual 5 year old would be a nightmare... but that kid is like 12.

well done making both heaven and hell look like shit. do you want grime overpopulating or empty, liminal, office spaces?

brilliant end of episode 1.

ep 2 the book

damn the forces of hell are so bloody rude and evil. and so many quick jokes.

question: what are the 4 horsemen of the apocalypse supposed to be in christianity? both biblically and in modern belief? they are separate from devils and angels.

i love a witch that also uses an ipad in her rituals.

"sorry, right number" seriously the humour in this show is so brilliant. i really hope the story is able to match it.

ep 3 hard times

a black knight shrugging is way too funny. i love these two. just two old friends helping each other out, it's just that that's diametrically opposing one another. the angel doing some tempting, the demon some miracles. and upper management doesn't care.

awh, they are just so cute together.

excuse me you are playing intro now? 28 minutes in? that's not an intro. that's a bloody intermission!

they really succeed at making heaving seem so extremely bad. extremely wide shot or extreme close-up. it's so incredibly uncomfortable.

the prime minister has a nice flat chested fucker in his bed.... good for him if he's not cheating.

"mend it all"/"end it all" whispers. really neat.

ep 4 saturday morning funtime

of course he was condemned for nothing more then asking questions.

ah, they got rid of pestilence to replace them with pollution. it's a good change, but feels pretty pre 2020.

oh no, i find his death so sad. he had a love, why kill him? i know the apocalypse is coming but still.

i still really hope that the presidents son turns out to be trans to just break the things he said at the start. then again it wouldn't really work as it's not the kids he said it about. idk, i guess i hope of screen son turns out to be trans to spite the person that'll never know... yea i'm holding out hope for something that doesn't matter.

azi being send to heaving is SO bad. his bookshop possibly burning down is emotionally worse. it was going to be the last episode of the day. but i started watching because i couldn't deal with bad endings, so i guess i'll have to watch one more.

ep 5 the doomsday option

Azi going full rogue (finally).

man that's the most obvious cold reading ever.

the guard reads a neil gaymen book. cute.

sir... your car is... more then a little on fire.

ep 6 the very last day of the rest of their lives

are we doing a flash back episode for the last episode of the season?

oh, please let him rebuild the car just like i want the bookshop rebuild?

the way to defeat the end of the world is to believe and stand (and i hope work) for a world that wouldn't end. a bit on the nose but very nice.

and of course with Terry Pratched being involved death is not to be defeated, just not hastened along.

a kid not doing the one thing they were supposed to do.... there's a trans/gay message in there. also That's Just What Kids Do! you wanted an 11 year old to do what they were told? that's the first part of the problem.

for a TV series that's a pretty good satan. oh that is SO clever. kind of time fucking, but not really so long as you never introduce time travel so it's only true from now on. oh, is it a nicer ending then i though? YES IT IS! \o/

it "ends" as it starts: with a garden and an apple. ok, make it more explicit why don't you.

oh, you subtle bastards. i love it. other scene's now make more sense too, oh how i love it.

ok, yea it makes sense people go wild over this as it's really bloody great.

#good omens #good omens season 1

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All We Do Pt. 5

It’s finally here! I realize the last time this was updated was back in June. So this might not be written as well as I’d like. But I’ve finished up the Replaced!AU so I can get onto this again! By now you’re probably wondering if I have a well thought out plot. Maybe? This chapter is a bit shorter, sorry!

@kimpsuwuw @underratedbitch-number13 @shuriiiewrites@jhopesstickercarrier @letsblazewolf @attackonhiseok @peyton-peyton @dazaimiaw @bloop-booop @midoriima @nocontextquote

(Prologue) (Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5)

TW/CW: general angst, cursing, manipulation(?)

“Please Belphie, can we go? Please? I want to see the human world again!” Lilith excitedly pleads with the twins as they both share a look of uncertainty.

These trips to the human world had been exhilarating but they knew they would be caught eventually. Here stood the three little angels as Lilith nearly peers down the edge of the clouds where the human realm sat.

“Erm...We shouldn’t Lil.” Beelzebub mumbles as he cautiously looks over his shoulder as his twin scoffs lowly, “It’s alright Beel, no one’s going to find us here.” The Seventh Born confidently holds Lilith’s hand, “Let’s go!”

“An’ whaddaya think yer all goin?”

The trio stiffen slightly before Belphie groans at the second born who makes his presence known. Beelzebub lets out a sigh of relief and Lilith immediately goes to her brother with puppy dog eyes.

“It’s just Mammon.” Belphie mutters as Mammon’s face scrunches up in annoyance at his baby brother’s bratty attitude. “Jus Mammon? It’s The ‘Great Mammon’ ta you!” Mammon retorts as Belphie groans. “At this point we won’t be able to go to the human world with Mammon here blubbering about.”

Lilith giggled as she watched her brothers bicker before quickly going to Mammon’s side and gave him a hug, “Please big brother? Can we please visit the human world? Please?” she begged as she gave him her best puppy dog eyes and a wobbling lip for emphasis.

Mammon groans as another lecture from Lucifer and Michael would be coming if he’d let the triplets go out to the human world on their own again. But with the sets of pleading eyes staring back up at him, Mammon relents and quickly looks behind him before waving them off.

“Alright! Fine! Go ahead and get in trouble! See if I care!” Mammon grumbled as Lilith gave her brother a squeeze. “You’re the best big brother!” she beamed as she gazed up at him as she let go of him before joining the twins.

The triplets’ laughter rang in Mammon’s ears as he watched them descend into the human world. “Best big brother huh? Of course, I’m the great Mammon!” Mammon boasts before leaving.

As the trios descend, the last thing the triplets would hear was his angelic laughter.

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“Beelzebub!” The eldest’s pointed voice breaks Beel from his memories of old. Beelzebub shakes his head as he looked down at the instant noodle pack for Mammon, if he ever did come back.

“I heard his laughter. His real one. From the Celestial Realm years ago. But it wasn’t him.” Beel explains as he shifts his weight. Mammon’s real laughter, it was a distant memory now. His fake laughter must have been the only laugh track Mammon had on repeat. A broken record fitting a broken demon. “I know his laugh from the olden days.”

Satan rubs his chin as he looks to the eldest, “It sounds like an advanced masking spell, perhaps some witches or wizards helped him out. Perhaps he must have come across them in the human world?” Asmo fiddles with his scarf as he sighs, “But would Mammon be that desperate to get help from the witches he hates so much?”

“He must have been desperate...If he doesn’t want anything to do with us now.” Leviathan mumbles as he slumps in his seat. Belphegor however, looked hopeful. “Either way, it means Mammon’s still here in the Devildom, right?”

“It is an advanced spell,” Lucifer confirms as he shakes his head, “Whoever used it on Mammon must have a superior amount of magic in their possession. And they’re obviously using Mammon for their own gain.” Lucifer pulls up his D.D.D. as he scrolled down to MC’s number.

Or it could have been an illusion to fool the brothers should they be looking for him. If they would have, but why would have they bothered to check on him? They should have been looking out for him, dare Lucifer say he should have checked up on him after he had punished him. But he’d understand that he’d leave his own family for the one person who cared about him unconditionally.

If anything he’d run back to you. You were the one who always defended him, even if he was in the wrong and you had always done so while calling out himself and the rest of the brothers. You had shown him more love and kindness than his own family, of course, why would he come back to them?

Lucifer proceeds to press the Doom call on the D.D.D., the dial tone was the only noise that filled the room as the brothers awaited your answer. They could only hope Mammon was safe with you, and as futile as the thought was, you could convince him to come back to them.

At this rate, they’d do anything to make it up to their lost brother.

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You had just come home after an interview, and you had felt great about it. All you had to do was to wait for a call back. You slip off your shoes and shrug your coat off while tossing all your things to the side as you plop down on your bed.

It had been a good few months of you adjusting back into your old life. It was almost strange being back in the human world, it was strange having a mundane life again after all the fantastical adventures in the Devildom. But your ordeal with living with demons while trying to stay alive, which failed at one point was truly stressful when you looked back on it.

So much so that the brothers and the royals understood why you wanted the normality in the human world than spending another year with them. And they let you back into the life you had before.

Photos of the demon brothers, the Royals, and the Purgatory Trio sat on your nightstand. As much as you missed them, you still had a life in the human world that you had been plucked right out from. And you were more than eager to move on from your time in the Devildom.

But the Devildom had not moved on from you.

You hear a sudden dial tone on your D.D.D., you kept it to keep in contact with your boys but you mostly wanted the normality of the human world back in your life. You stare down at the Doom app calling you, seeing Lucifer’s name on the screen.

Your eyes narrowed at his name and you couldn’t help but feel a rising anger bubble in you. You knew why they were calling you out of the blue, and you couldn’t decide if you wanted to ignore them and let them suffer further, or you’d answer and ease their minds.

You had chosen the latter.

“MC!” The brothers called out in unison as you stared back at the brothers on the screen with a blank expression, “Brothers.” you respond as you didn’t hide your exasperated response. The brothers easily chalked it up to being back in the human world and the mundane hardships you had to deal with after having your life derailed for one year.

“MC,” Lucifer starts as he clears his throat of any distress that still in him, “I should apologize for the lack of communicating with you over these past few months. I trust you’ve been well?” he inquires as you nod silently.

Satan’s voice comes in next, and unlike Lucifer, worry lines his words. “That’s odd, if he’s not there in the human world and he’s not in any of the layers of the Devildom, where could he have gone?”

You could only roll your eyes at them, none the wiser on where Mammon actually was. You could feel relief knowing that Mammon was safe with Diavolo and that he had followed through on your last will.

Which only left one last thing to do with the brothers.

“...Mammon’s gone?” You ask as you see the brothers on the screen nod solemnly. They were not quick to pick up how you grit your teeth as your D.D.D. shook and how quick your mood had shifted.

“We were wondering if he’s there with-”

“You will all be silent!” You shouted suddenly as your pacts with the six brothers activated and as if a thread and needle sewed their lips shut, none of them could respond to you. Eyes widen as they stared back in you in panic as you glared at them, like a dogs trembling at their master being outraged at what they’ve done.

“Mammon’s gone? Good. Maybe it’s how it should have been from the very beginning.” You started and shook your head, “I can’t believe Mammon calls you, this pathetic and unforgivable bunch of idiots.” The same names you’d call them affectionately was now laced with utter disgust. “I can’t believe he calls you his family.” You didn’t hide the venom in your voice as Satan could feel your wrath rolling off your shoulders through the phone.

“I’d fucking leave too if my family treated me like shit. I can’t believe it took him this long.” You stare at the shocked eyes of your demons as you take a breath.

“It’s because of him that you all get to live the life of luxury, and you act like ungrateful spoiled brats. Need I remind you that Mammon the second strongest brother? A reminder than he’s stronger than five of you, and he’d beat the shit out of you for every slight you. And if he wanted to Lucifer, he’d fight his main abuser with all the might he possesses. Brothers or not.”

“I can’t believe Mammon loves all of you.” You gag at that statement before berating them once more. “Only to be treated like shit because of his sin, and his ‘stupidity’ that you all despise so much. How does it feel now that you’ve got your peace and quiet? Is it satisfying not to have someone lesser than you keeping things interesting in the house?”

“You’re all a bunch of fucking hypocrites. I’m glad Mammon’s decided to leave this fucked up family. It’s fucking clear as day you all don’t deserve Mammon.”

And with that, you hang up on the brothers as they were left in silence, and your your words echoed in their ears. Even you didn’t feel Mammon was meant to be in their family? ..But you were not wrong. They had treated Mammon horribly and it wasn’t hard to believe that Mammon had finally had enough. You had enough of them as well.

“...Lucifer?” Leviathan meekly speaks up after a while and the eldest sighs lowly and responds, “What is it Levi?” For once the elder brother sounds almost defeated if their dear human had lashed out against them from how they had treated their brother.

“Do you think wants to come back if we find him?” he questions, his voice small as he and the brothers could have felt much smaller now that their human had turned their backs to them.

Lucifer has no answer, it all comes back to him. Of course Mammon wouldn’t come back, he was the very source of Mammon’s pain. He couldn’t remember the last words he had spoke to him. He knew the last thing he did to him though, which made his heart ache terribly.

“But he’s our family...He has to come back..” Beel mumbles as his hunger had disappeared and Belphie sighs as he leans against his twin, “Yeah...But we haven’t been acting like his family, not to MC anyways.”

“We will find him...And we will let Mammon has his way, anything his heart desires he will have. So long as he comes back home to us.”

Perhaps now they’d ask Lord Diavolo for assistance regarding their missing brother.

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Over the past few days, it was apparent that his Young Master had been more productive as the butler completed the meticulous and painstaking task of scanning over the documents that Lord Diavolo had completed.

Even the mighty Lucifer couldn’t get the future king to get through his work.

And yet here, the Lord of Fools could make the prince work than the uptight Lord of Corruption and his loyal butler’s insistence. Perhaps if Barbatos knew that was all it took to get Diavolo going, then he would have gotten Mammon’s aid ages ago. With the promise of extra grimm of course.

Perhaps it the fact that Mammon had lived as free as a bird, albeit tied down by the threads of family obligation. Threads that had slowly coming undone by the brothers’ own hands.

The butler turns his heels towards the royal treasury, assuming that the Avatar of Greed would most likely be there no matter what the Prince had warned him. Hopefully the little Ds were enough to deter the determined demon from getting to the vault, if not, the thought of his torture chamber was always available.

This time though, the Young Master was a step ahead of him.

There was the jingles of grimm dropping to the floor as Barbatos peers in from the open vault door. And the sight before him, of which Diavolo had Mammon pinned against the wall. The latter’s hands pinned above his head, squirming as Diavolo simply listens to Mammon sputtering his excuses.

“O-O-Oi!!! It ain’t what I was plannin ta do Lord D!! I was jus passin by the vault and it was open!! I was gonna close it up afta’ makin sure everythin was in there! Honest!!“ Mammon blurted out as Diavolo merely listens, his golden eyes almost dancing in amusement.

“My lord, shall I punish Mammon for this brazen act? This is the second time we’ve caught him, perhaps more than a scolding should prove itself effective?” Barbatos suggests and makes himself known as Mammon looks away from the butler, as far as he knew he was talking the long walk to the famed torture room.

“Now now Barbatos, Mammon’s only acting on his sin after all. How can I possibly blame for something he cannot control?” Diavolo reminds his butler as he glanced over at Mammon, whose eyes were trained to stare down at the floor. “Like a moth to a flame.”

Barbatos shakes his head as he frowns at his master, “As in his nature, yes. But you cannot keep an eye on him forever. As the expression goes, his greed will come back to bite him. You will have to keep him in line as Lucifer has done tirelessly.”

Mammon visibly stiffens at the mention of Lucifer as Diavolo hums lowly, “While this is your second strike Mammon, I suppose I have been lenient with you since you are my guest after all. For your third strike, I will have to punish you. Do I make myself clear?”

Mammon only nods his head furiously as Diavolo loosens his grip on the Avatar who slumps to the floor. Still unwilling to look at them, Diavolo knelt down and lifts his chin up to him, “Do not worry Mammon, my punishments are not as harsh as Lucifer’s, nor as humiliating as Asmodeus’ little Deviltube and Devilgram videos. I just want the best for you, do I make myself clear?”

Mammon could feel himself pale, did Diavolo know about those? Did you report them to him? He quickly looks up at the Prince, nods, and takes off running. Not caring if he stepped over what would have been some prized grimm.

“Ah, I must have scared him off, I ought to apologize.” Diavolo says as he leaves, Barbatos sighs loudly and rubs his temple, and the Prince looks back at him. “It’s only a matter of time my lord.”

“For what?”

“For the consequences of your actions?”

“Nonsense. Mammon will make sure that my actions are justified. He just needs a little more time to consider that I am the only one he can trust.”

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Making a mad dash towards his room, Mammon must have run over some little Ds in the process as he opened the door and slammed it shut behind him. Once under the safety of the covers, Mammon screamed loudly into his pillow.

Oh, he done fucked up, didn’t he? Lord Diavolo gave him such a simple task not to get his grubby hands on anything in the castle in return for safety and refuge from his brothers.

And as per usual, he fucked up once more.

It was impossible to do one job, even you had tried to help him with his greedy tendencies. How could the Prince think this would be so easy to manage? He knew his sin was such a problem that wouldn’t be solved easily, your best intentions for him never fully panned out as you had hoped.

As he had curled up under the covers, there was a tapping at the window and Mammon crawls out of the safety of the blankets. To his relief, his crows were at the windows, the only companions besides Diavolo he could turn to.

”Hey kiddos.” Mammon opens the window as the crows came bouncing in with small trinkets in their beaks. A small smile crept across his face as they presented their treasure to him before hopping onto him or crowded around him.

A few bottle caps, lotto tickets, a plastic ring, and a cork from a demonus bottle. Mammon groans as he stared at the cork, had Lucifer and the others been celebrating the peaceful nights without him there, when he was just being himself?

Being himself just made the brothers wish they weren’t related.

Mammon grunts loudly as he throws the cork out of the window, and his crows watch the material fly out. He falls back onto the bed and groans as brought his arm to his eyes.

His brothers didn’t miss him. They were better off without him. They were always so disappointed in him no matter what he did. They were never happy when he spoke his mind about everything and anything.

Maybe they’d be better off if Lilith was here instead of him? Mammon shudders at that nightmare as he scurries back under the covers. For now, he was safe here, away from the brothers. Diavolo himself said he wasn’t like Lucifer, and not like his brothers either, right?

”I’m safe here, I’m safe here.” Mammon tells himself as he rocks himself to sleep, as pitiful as a refuge it was, it was nice to forget to be awake to deal with his depressing reality. ┈┈・୨ ✦ ୧・┈┈

“My Lord.” Barbatos calls for the young master from behind the door as the sound of scribbling pauses for a moment. Late night paperwork? And his master was on a streak in finishing his dreaded daily task.

“Come in Barbatos.” he instructs before the scribbling resumes and Barbatos makes his way in, a night snack and tea in hand and the prince looks up at his steward. His face was ever unreadable and Diavolo leans back in his chair, “Is something bothering you Barbatos?”

The butler hums as he pours the tea and taps his chin, “Are you enjoying this?” he asks suddenly as Diavolo calmly places his pen down and gazes up at his butler before he chuckles and leans back in his chair.

“Mammon is essentially your pet crow in a gilded cage, is he not?” Barbatos confirms as Diavolo’s chuckles said it all and his golden eyes smoldered at the thought. It was a wonderful thought, courtesy of MC of course.

“What of Lucifer and his brothers? Sooner or later they will find out, my Lord. Lucifer may be loyal to you, but his brothers do not feel the same.“ his steward continues before Diavolo lets out his signature chuckle.

“If there was anything MC has taught me while they were here, it is the simple lesson of not knowing what you’ve had once it’s gone. It is fitting, isn’t it? They need to know what it feels like to lose another one again.”

Barbatos hums lowly once more as he gazes into his master’s eyes, “I would advise you to be aware of the brothers. They have lost one sibling, they will not hesitate on doing whatever it means necessary to get Mammon back.”

Diavolo rises from his desk and gives the older demon an assuring pat on the shoulder, “Do not worry Barbatos. I know what I am doing.” he says before he leaves his study to see his Little Crow.

Barbatos sighs as he resigns himself to the fact that his Master is doing as he pleases, but he cannot ignore the looming worry of the wrath of the Avatars once the truth had to come out.

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As night had fallen, the Little Ds scurried away for their slumber and the ghosts of the castle and paintings made their nightly hauntings. There was no way Mammon would venture out with the ghosts out and about.

The dark halls carry the echoes of the Prince’s boots as he heads down the corridor to Mammon’s room. For the whole day, the second born had steered cleared of him after his little incident at the treasury earlier that day.

Barbatos had even noted that Mammon didn’t show up to eat his dinner, yet when he had returned to the dining room, the plate had been snatched.

The poor thing, he didn’t mean to scare him and remind him of Lucifer. That was the last thing he wanted his Little Crow to see him as. And of Lucifer? Of course the elder must have been worried sick about the whereabouts of his ‘favorite’ brother.

A sudden bump and thud in the dark made the Prince stop as his golden eyes glowed and stared down at the demon before him. A familiar white haired demon had been skulking around the halls, at this hour?

“Mammon? What are you doing out this late?” Diavolo questions the Avatar as Mammon backs away and merely stammers in response.

“It ain’t whatcha thinkin! I wasn’t snooping around or nothin like that!” Mammon exclaimed rather defensively. And even in the dark, Diavolo could see the sweat and the slightly red tint that graced the second born’s face before Mammon turns away from the Prince, as if he was being stared down by his brothers again.

Diavolo shakes his head, “I haven’t said a word Mammon. I should apologize for reminding you of your life back home.” he says as his gold eyes soften for moment as if Mammon was awaiting punishment for the slightest misdoing. “Do you want to go out for a stroll in the gardens?” he offers as penance.

Mammon was silent for a moment. Maybe this was a bad idea, you probably meant well, but Mammon couldn’t stay here even if he agreed to. His sin was too overwhelming, even for the Prince, he’d probably understand why Lucifer had treated him the way he did.

Sooner or later Diavolo would have to throw him back to his brothers. And he knew he wasn’t going to be welcomed back with open arms should he end up crawling back to them.

“Jus’ leave me alone.” Mammon mutters at the Prince before turning away to sulk in his room, and maybe make his getaway when Diavolo was none the wiser.

Diavolo simply gazes upon Mammon’s retreating figure and sighs lowly, “But haven’t they done that enough to you Mammon?” he calls after him, making the Avatar stop in his tracks.

Mammon couldn’t fight the facts. After you had left, he had found himself more often than not, sleeping alone in his bed or in your room. His brothers acted the same as they had done before you came, more vicious than before.

Demons would be demons, and even your kindness couldn’t stop them from treating your first man like the scum they saw him as.

“Do you think you’re better off alone?”

“Everyone thinks so. So should you.”

“I know what it’s like being lonely. Surrounded by so many, yet you feel so alone.” Diavolo confesses, as he takes a step forward. Yet he kept a good distance, should the Avatar shrink away from his touch.

“You don’t have to be alone anymore Mammon. I promise. I gave my word to MC that you’d never be alone.”

Mammon turns around as Diavolo slowly holds out his hand for Mammon. In the dark, the other demon looks hopeful as the second born sighs in defeat and takes the Prince’s hand in his.

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“Come Mammon, you’ve always hated the feeling of being alone, don’t you?” Diavolo beckons the second born to the bed. Mammon shouldn’t have felt embarrassed when sharing the bed with Diavolo. The Prince had no shame in holding him and any physical contact with him might as well made Mammon die of embarrassment.

His heart ached terribly. He had missed the nights of you and him, the two of you spending nights in his bed holding onto each other. He felt so safe, he felt so loved and accepted by you and loved the time he spent when it was just you two cuddling and sleeping together.

Now it was but a fond memory.

Diavolo wasn’t you, but he offered the safety, comfort, and attention that he didn’t get from his brothers. His family, they couldn’t even provide an ounce of love for him that you had given him unconditionally.

He crawled into bed with the Prince as he settles on his side of the bed, only for the Prince to bring him closer to him. A terrible shade of red touched Mammon’s face, quite visible to Diavolo’s amused golden eyes. “I uh...Sorry. I ain’t used to bein treated nice, ya know? MC’s always been the one...The one ta look afta’ me.”

Silence settled between the two for a couple of minutes before Mammon spoke up. “Oi...Diavolo? Do ya think my brothers miss me?” he asks almost quietly as he leaned against the other demon, his chest was quite warm as Mammon couldn’t help but cuddle closer to the source of warmth.

Diavolo hums as he gently runs his fingers through Mammon’s hair, “Hm. If they did miss you Little Crow, they would have come storming here to ask me for assistance, wouldn’t they? But they haven’t. Perhaps what MC has told me about how they treated you is true, they’ve always seen what they’ve considered the horrid traits in you. And they probably are overjoyed without you.”

“Do you remember what Lucifer had said to you before? That I was the only demon in all the universe who actually cares about you. The only one.”

Mammon dips his head down as he couldn’t help but feel the statement to be true. He honestly can’t remember any positive interactions with his brothers without MC being there to dispel their cruelty. And here Diavolo was, giving a life of luxury, why was he thinking about throwing it back in Diavolo’s face and running back to the harsh treatment of his brothers?

“MC’s last will was to have you here with me, do you remember? Where you can feel safe and loved. Clearly they knew that you will be unloved and unappreciated once they left the Devildom. Despite the bonds between them and your brothers, MC still feels you aren’t cared for as the treasure you are.”

Diavolo lifts Mammon’s head up, with his thumb gently caressing Mammon’s chin and gently kisses his forehead. His forehead was warm against Diavolo’s lips as he was sure Mammon was blushing quite badly.

“Yeah...I guess yer right...If this is where MC wants me ta be, I guess it’s fer the best. Right? Everyone wins.” Mammon questions as he felt his heart felt heavy with acceptance and his eyelids drooped from exhaustion. The last thing Mammon felt was Diavolo gently rocking him to sleep as he hummed a lullaby for him.

Into the night, Diavolo was still very much awake as Mammon was asleep, cuddled close to Diavolo no less. Diavolo couldn’t help but let a satisfied smirk creep across his face and stroked Mammon’s hair, “Oh Little Crow, this is where you belong. Why do you continue to fight it?”

You had given Diavolo what he always wanted, a companion who wouldn’t and couldn’t leave him if he tried. And Mammon? He had the love and security of a companion who would not fault him on his sin, and there was no reason to leave Diavolo at this point.

A match made in hell? Perhaps, but there was going to be trouble in paradise soon...

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To be continued...

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me mammon #obey me mammon angst #obey me lucifer #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos #diavolo x mammon #mammon x diavolo #obey me angst

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goodomensjail · 9 months

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I find it so funny that some (re:NOT ALL) reviewers are like “well there’s more azirpahale and Crowley but very little plot” and I’m like:

I LOVE GOOD OMENS S1 but I can’t watch like half of it cuz:

As a parent now the baby swapping hurts and angers me so much, like woe in my heart thinking about my babies, that I skip everything in Episode 1 except Azirpahale and Crowley

I find epsiode 2 so incredibly boring… the agnes scenes are not worth watching after first viewing and a chuckle at the jokes, pulsifer and anathema have really been gutted from the book and are just kinda there so again why watch their scenes a second time?

No one has THAT much effect on the “plot”/climax… Adam just decides not to end the world, and that’s perfect cuz it’s ON THEME that humans will human

So in rewatching the show…. I just watch the Angel and demon being cute and silly.

ALSO I think in general people think genre tv (sci fi/fantasy) needs to be DRAMATIC. I think MCU and Game of Thrones have done irreparable damage. Fantasy can be a cozy rom-com, sitcom

#good omens

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lilcutieana · 8 months

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Masterlist

~ OneShots ~

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~ Fluff ~

Forget Me Not || Park Jimin x Reader | Fluff

Bittersweet Memories || Jeon Jungkook x Reader | Fluff and Angst

Just One Wish || Kim Namjoon x Reader | Fluff

Pure As Snow || Taegi | Fluff

Inked Yours || Jeon Jungkook x Reader | Tattoo AU | Fluff

The New Package || Psrk Jimin x Reader | Fluff

~ Smut ~

You belong with me || Jeon Jungkook x Reader | Friends to lovers | Werewolf AU | Fluff | Smut

Lethal || Min Yoongi x Reader | Demigod AU | Smut | Filth

Passion || Kim Namjoon x Reader | Smut

Dark Desires || Jeon Jungkook x Reader | Demon AU | Smut

~ Angst ~

Nobody Compares || Park Jimin x Reader | Angst

Waiting For You || Jikook | Angst

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~ Series ~

PANACEA (Angel / Fae/ Demon AU) (Completed) (M)

Kim Taehyung is a very loved and adored by many, ten-year-old boy who has big dreams and a smile that could melt even the coldest of hearts.

One chance encounter with the angel of death herself, Azriel, seems to be more than just a chance encounter.

PANACEA / 1 || PANCEA - 2 || PANACEA -3 || PANACEA ~ 4 || PANACEA ~ 5 || PANACEA~ 6 || PANACEA~ 7 || PANACEA~ 8 || PANACEA~ 9 || PANACEA~ 10 || PANACEA~ 11 || PANACEA~ 12 || PANACEA ~ Epilogue

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OBLIVION (Hybrid Min Yoongi ) { Completed} (M)

Min Yoongi, a beautiful and rare snow leopard hybrid, struggling to survive under the care of a ruthless owner who sells him for underground fights and sex. In a world where mistreating hybrids is a natural and where hybrids have been seen as worse than animals and treated beneath humans, would he make it out alive?

Oblivion ( Hybrid Min Yoongi) - Part 1

Oblivion ( Hybrid Min Yoongi) - Part 2

Oblivion ( Hybrid Min Yoongi) - Part 3

Oblivion ( Hybrid Min Yoongi) - Part 4

Oblivion ( Hybrid Min Yoongi) - Part 5

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SAFE HAVEN ( Hybrid Baby Bangtan/ ot7 ) ( PG)

Abandoned as kids, they finally find a safe haven in your home. How long would it last? As they grow up, will jealousy, territoriality, and love come in between, or would it make you stronger as a family?

Safe Haven 1 || Safe Haven 2 || SAFE HAVEN 3 || SAFE HAVEN 4 || SAFE HAVEN 5 || Safe Haven 6 || Safe Haven ~ 7 || Safe Haven ~ 8 || Safe Haven ~9 || Safe Haven ~10

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Summer Love ~ Kim Taehyung (mermaid AU) (M) {Completed}

It was Summer when he lost his whole world, his family and his identity. And it’s summer again when he comes across the girl he swore was his enemy.

Join Taehyung, as he tries to find his true identity– as a human and as a merman, along with the mystery of his parent’s demise.

Summer Love || Summer Love 2 || Summer Love 3

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ALIVE ( Robot Kim Seokjin ) (M)

A world where hybrids are no longer seen as pets and have been replaced by robots instead. Where robots have feelings, emotions and adapt just the way you need them to.

So… Which robot would you like to order?

Alive ~ (Robot Kim Seokjin) || Alive 2 ~ (Robot Kim Seokjin) || Chapter 3 || Chapter 4 || Chapter 5 || Chapter Six

Chapter seven || Chapter eight || Chapter nine || Finale

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#masterlist #mobile masterlist

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darkmodechaoticlight · 4 months

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All of my current ocs for WBH so far. 1. Nisroch Fetish: Sitophilia Country: (Originally) Heaven (Previously) Paradise Lost (Currently) Abbadon

Originally a fallen angel and Heavens acclaimed chef, he had befriended Lucifer before his fall, following his friend to Hell. He is the one demon who can cook, bake and entertain Beelzebub enough for the Wandering King to stay still. Not that Beel doesn't like the Carnival. Hes a regular. He was favoured by God because of the food he created, and his skills were reknown through Heaven and Hell before he fell. Sometimes, even the fallen angels of Paradise Lost come to eat some of the food he makes just to have a taste of home.

2. Evie Halliwell Fetish: All Philia Country: (Originally) Human world, Korea (Currently) Hell

Is the protaganist of my game. Unbeknownst to her and Minhyeok, her mother was one of the demons who lived among the humans and actively protected her from the Angels. This protection ran out when Evie reached the age of majority, when Gabriel killed her parents. Evie had a great relationship with her parents, and they adored her more independant nature. Her parents were known to be eccentric artists, her mother working as an high school Art Teacher and her father was a voice actor/theatre actor. While being half demon, Evie has the welcoming good nature of her human father, but the more cut throat devilish side from her mother. She is stronger than a normal human her size, and at nearly 6 foot 3 she is quite tall for the Korean average, which added to her imposing figure. 3. Vacca Fetish: Impregnation Fetish Country: Abbadon

A demon who works in Abbadon's premier Toy Store, located within the Carnival's premises. Vacca was an orphan that Lilith found one night after an Angel raid on Abbadon. She was raised with Rosier as children of Lilith and became loyal to her. Vacca disapproves of Rosier's litter of children he regularly sires, but has enough love for them when they visit with their father. Vacca's fetish is single handedly promised when she bet against Asmodeus in a challenge and won her wish of being able to impregnate other demons. Though not as scummy as her adopted brother, she does have three children she pays child support too. She adores her babies. 4. Ariel Fetish: Nyctophilia Country: (Originally) Heaven (Previously) Paradise Lost (Currently) Abbadon Another Fallen Angel, Ariel was one of the more cherished angels who saw all of God's creations as loving members of his family. This put him at odds with Michael and Gabriel. He fell from grace outside of the other fallen angels because he rescued Lilith from the punishment of the archangels. He had his wings torn from his back and his mouth sewn shut by Raphael before he was thrown to hell. Lucifer found Ariel in the depths of Paradise Lost where he took pity on the Angel and took him into his ranks. While Ariel looks fondly on the time he spent at Lucifers side, he was bullied for his kind and generous nature. Ariel ran from Paradise Lost after coming into contact with Lilith again, who had at this time fully transitioned into a Devil. He then became her right hand man and second in command. Ariel hosts nightly moon Masses that are attended by those devils who are wayward, unloved and not cared for. This means he has a following of three legions worth of devils and other fallen angels loyal to him and Lilith.

5. Lilith Fetish: Consentual non Consent Country: (Originally) Eden (Currently) Abbadon Lilith was originally made of the earth, like Adam by God. She disagreed with Adam about her place in Eden, leaving shortly after. She was pursude by the Angels, who beat her and killed her children. Lilith was found by Ariel, who had healed her enough to allow her travel to Hell. His close friend, Asmodeus allowed her in his kingdom on the proviso that she cared for the devil's ability to not bear children. She was able to use a mixture of angel blood and a rare plant of Hell to concoct the medicine that allowed Devils to procreate. After this she was cleared of all debt she was owed to Asmodeus who had in turn given her a small part of Abbadon to create a small commune. This place officially became the Carnival and the surrounding city of Pandora. The Carnival and Pandora became a hotspot in Abbadon, many devils and some few angels visited this place. An uneasy truce for their visit was strictly enforced by the legions of Ariel's until the Archangel Uriel committed the largest slaughter of devils in Hell, numbers varying from 10,000 all the way up to 50.000 in one day. Lilith, and those who remained of her forces rebuilt Pandora and the Carnival. This was also the time Lilith found the infants Vacca and Rosier. After this event, Pandora was fortified with dark magic and enriched with the blood of angels and Lilith called for live angels to be bought to Pandora to become the walls of her city. Pandora became known as the City that was built on Angels.

6: Rosier Fetish: Parthneophila Country: Abbadon Rosier is known as one of the devils who are active on Earth. He is known as a depraved and despicable devil even amongst the darker devils. Don't let his smile and beautiful face charm you, especially when you see him in the wild. On Earth he is well known to take the form of newly married men on wedding nights, especially to those who are young and particularly religious. He has sired so many children this way, Asmodeus (who has done very similar on earth) has threatened to castrate the devil. Lilith has barred him from procreating in Abbadon, going so far as to tattooing his arms with a charm to block any of his magic to be used outside of emergency situations (That is why he wears long sleeved gloves or shirts.) At this moment his child count is over 100 and with triple the count of grandchildren since the human 60's. And thats all that I have so far, I have cooked up some others but im missing information. Thanks for reading!

#what in hell is bad #oc art #prettybusy what in “hell” is bad?#地獄のどこが悪い #whb #whatinhellisbad #evelyn #lilith #rosier #nisroch #vacca #ariel #the Carnival #city Pandora #it took all my spoons to write this

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