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jazjelspen · 11 months

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leaving on wild charted waters [pt. 6]

(what if our mc just got tired of Night Raven College and it's inhabitants?)

(what if mc's Cinderella night just-- had to be ruined?)

(not really filler chapter anymore shits getting real‼️‼️/angst/not proofread/injuries/mc will be happy again soon I promise TT-TT/very, very light swearing)

(requested tags!: @chxrry-blxssxm-tea @missotaku34 @aprityormarj )

if you want to be tagged in future chapters please comment or message me! I will only tag you if you directly ask for it and I will only tag you once unless you asked to be tagged on all future chapters of a particular series. now let's wrap this up and head straight into part 6!!)

the ball: the clock strikes 12

(follow the white rabbit)

your breath hitched as the head the body that held you then started to scramble back from the embrace yet held your shoulders in their hands. those green eyes, those fangs, the horns, the outfit that correlated to the dorm of a powerful fae. yeah, as you feared.. it was Malleus.

"oh how I've missed you my dear.." Malleus's mouth widened into a relieved and joyous smile, his fangs out and all and his eyes full of adoration. "you have no idea how bad it's been for me, for all of us since you left us.." he let out a small sigh before he brought you in for another hug, squeezing you a little tighter this time but knew to be careful of his strength.

"Malleus.. stop it--" you attempted to push him off with your arms on his chest yet he wouldn't budge. You continued to squirm under his arms to part from him and when you finally were able to push him off all you could see were his eyes widening in heartbreak "fuck Malleus.. I said stop it!"

"I..." he took in a deep yet shaky breath "why did you leave..? I've dreamt about you since the day you left, why would you go?.." he then held your hand in his, trying to get some sort of answer from you. "I mean I understand why you'd go but.. why not at least bid all of us.. bid me a farewell my dear?" you could see his face slowly get desperate as his vibrant green eyes got misty with the longer he looked at you "if you come back my dear I promise no one will ever hurt you again, I will always listen to you, I'll take care of you-- I'll do everything you need or want just-- please come back to me."

"then you clearly don't understand well enough as to why I left." your face subconsciously formed a scowl "I am not obliged to say goodbye to you or anyone else at that school, not when you all just kept dragging me in the mud whenever you all felt like it." you scoffed "I can admit that I have missed you all, I've missed all our good moments and trips but I can't forgive any of you for breaking my arm or cutting me or--or scarring me in more ways than one" you could feel your voice slowly raise in volume.. little by little. "I do not owe any of you an explanation as to why I left, I don't owe any of you an apology for doing what's right for me."

Malleus stared at you as you kept on talking, his mixed feelings swirling on his face, his features contorting into phases of emotions that you have never seen before. It could've been almost terrifying to look at but the thing was that-- you weren't scared, not anymore. you had more people, better people, people who never forced you into chores or missions you didn't want to do, people who didn't dump everything on you without first asking you, people that actually fucking cared about your feelings.

Malleus cared, oh he did and obviously still does. It's just he's never cared enough the way your new friends do, he never truly has.

"I don't owe you an explanation as to why I left Malleus since it's clearly obvious- that even a blind man can see it-- that I'm better off here." you stared him down in a way that sent him chills down his spine, in a way that made him feel small instead of vice versa. "I'm closer in finding a way home than I ever have at Night Raven where I wasted months of my life for people that just liked dragging a magicless human to feed their own little and fragile egos. and if you can't except that I'm better off here and better off at finally going home then you clearly have not learned anything from your overblot."

oh how you, a magicless human prefect, astounded the fae prince of briar valley. you may not have power in magic but hell did you have power in words. whether you yourself thought your sentences were powerful or not either way it astounded Malleus since it seems he's gotten used to the quiet and almost obedient version of you. his features were almost unreadable, it was unclear if he was even angry or upset. the hair on your body raised up when you sensed a few distant thunderclaps in the background and the sound of a few stems of sharp thorns grow and reach out from the floor and beneath his feet. in the end all Malleus really did with that blank expression of his was reach out to you but you flinched away from his touch.

"you look stunning tonight my dear, shining brighter than any star in the sky." his soft comment was almost random and out of place, but he seemed genuine when he spoke with that true yet strained smile on his face. he slowly pulled his hand away when the stoned room you two were in started to be filled with various large stems of every size and shape, littered with the sharpest thorns you could think of. the stems popped out from cracks in the wall, the window from the ceiling, to even more below his shoes. as they moved the thorn decorated branches all seemed to reach out to you as you backed away slowly. all this whilst he sang a gentle tune under all the ensuing chaos..

“I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream..”

“I know you that look in your eyes is so familiar a gleam..”

"tsunotarou-- " you quietly begged as you continued to back away until you felt many sharp pricks on your ankles which caused you to scream and fall down to land on your rear end in pain. Malleus had to immediately cut short the tune he sang as he desperately reached out to you with a panicked look when he saw you fall but kept himself from moving any further since it seems that all he ever does to you is hurt you, even when he doesn't mean it.

also because a curious, rabbit-chasing blonde already ran to your aid.

"_____! hold on I got you!!" Alex exclaimed as he picked you up, one arm behind your back and the other under your legs. The room quivered and the stems of thorns grew into bushes, slowly reaching out for Alex's legs as well. You looked over to face Malleus who is seen clenching his chest with fistfuls of his uniform, as if he's clenching his heart.

Tsunotarou looked at you with pain and concern with quiet tears rolling down his face from seeing how he just-- keeps hurting you. Even so, he lets you go.

Luckily Alex was fast enough to jump over the growing thorns to then quickly exclaim a spell you couldn't exactly hear well with how the rumbling and stones from the ceiling started caving in.

your last view of Malleus was his sad and pitiful face before the stones started piling up and covering eachothers views. officially ending this short yet aching encounter.

Alex ran headfirst into the wall where you first came from. once you two were now on the outside of the entrance you were both hit with cold and harsh raindrops from the sky. Alex continued to run and run as far away from the collapsing structure as possible, the tower being wrapped and hugged tightly by many large stems and branches of thorns and the roof of the tower now halfway caving inside the building. Alex huffed and puffed as he dodged a few rocks of the tumbling rubble from the building before dropping down to his knees to use the wet grounds to slide against the back exit of the school dance, not entirely protected by anything but a small roof that hovered over the back door but it was much farther away from any falling debris and awful rain. as the tower continued to roar in destruction Alex basically used himself as a shield as an attempt to cover you completely, holding you close to his chest and covering your head under his chin so if anything attempted to hit your head it'd hit his instead. he held you tightly until everything went quiet and all you could hear was just a few rolling rocks.

Alex slowly turned to look behind him with you following suite. as the dust slowly started to settle and the rain just getting more violent as time went you could see that the building was on the verge of completely collapsing, there were no longer any walls up with only the many and bushes of thorns holding onto the halfway collapsed ceiling and the rest of it's stone body. there were many stones of all sizes that held up the building now on the grass floor or stone path now ruining the recently polished or beautified lawns and floors.

Alex was panting and catching his breath before he finally faced you with a very exhausted look on his face and sweat and rain dripping under his chin, the adrenaline rush slowly sinking down now that everything is somewhat quiet except for the voices of afraid or shocked students running out from all openings of the ballroom to see the scene. "are you alright?.." he asked.

you nodded while also slowly coming out of the adrenaline high. "sorta.." you paused to catch your breath "how'd you know.. that I was there?.."

he lightly shrugged as he then slowly forced himself to get back into a normal breathing pace. "I noticed that the magic you were following felt-- more sentient than it seemed at first glance..." he slowly let you down on the ground gently whilst explaining to let his body rest "when you went through the wall-- I had only gotten more- curiouser.. and eventually walked in a bit after you but I hid in the shadows." he paused to finally get himself to breathe properly, his body shaking now that the energy high was now at it's last drop. "I didn't mean to eavesdrop I really didn't but-- I felt that if I left that something terrible would've happened. I guess it's good that I stayed, plus!..." he let out a light chuckle "the bathrooms are inside the ballroom, opposite side from the back exit so-- "

you let out a breathy 'hah' as a way to still laugh with him despite the lack of energy. your ankles were stinging and pulsing with blood that was coming out from small holes decorating your skin. Alex noticed how much blood was dripping from your skin to the ground and he prepared his body to pick you back up the same way he did before. and as if on cue right when he properly held you close the chime of a large clock rang against your ears as a way to announce that it has now struck twelve. you felt your now tattered, drenched, and dirty attire now fade off of your body and back into your previous outfit. same happened with Alex with his attire shining and poofing off of him to show his school uniform yet despite these sudden outfit changes Alex immediately started walking to get you help from anyone nearby. all the students that jumped and ran out to see the commotion all gasped. some stood in shock, some were asking for both of you and Alex's physical health, and some were even offering help. Alex would accept the help but would immediately ask for anyone to get Raps over here so that he can heal you with his unique magic. The rest of whatever was happening around you slowly got a bit blurry since as you laid in the arms of the young man you slowly felt your eyes slowly close, not because of bloodloss or any of the sort, but because everything you felt in those fast and short moments just emotionally and mentally tired you out, you were feeling incredibly exhausted after the shock and adrenaline finally now had it's run on your system and you couldn't help but feel safe enough to fall asleep in the warm arms of your friend.

when you let yourself fall asleep, all you dreamt about was sleeping back in your home world while laying in the softest covers you owned. the covers in your dream were so warm and cozy as if they just came out of the dryer. you heard distant yet familiar voices of family members in the background outside of the room you were sleeping in and the soft orange light from the outside peaked into your room while gently kissing your sleeping face. the air was filled in that specific smell your home always had. your bed and covers smell just the way you remember them, your room looks exactly the way you left it and the pillow under your head seemed to hug and warm you back to sleep.

for a moment you felt that you really were back home.

Back in Night Raven College......

Malleus teleported back to the school, Lilia awaiting him inside the Diasomnia dorm after accompanying him to RSA awhile ago. Sebek and Silver beside their father while watching the prince brush past them and ignored them while opening and slamming his room doors shut. There was an eerie silence before the slams and shatters of glass and wood were heard, roaring and shouts of frustration were booming from the creaks of the doors yet boomed throughout the halls as well. The three couldn't do anything but watch, they did everything they could to get Malleus back to himself to even getting him to see the former Ramshackle prefect again. but it seems as if it only made him even more bitter and frustrated. In this moment as a group Lillia, Sebek, and Silver accepted this temporary defeat. they won't give up on the young master, but they have given up in trying to get him back to his former self. now they will attempt to still bring in his favorite things, items, and hobbies-- but they know it wouldn't be the same anymore.

meanwhile the entire rest of the school was in disarray. everyday the students had to use umbrellas or raincoats with the never-ending storm hovering above them constantly, P.E was cancelled for a whole week with how bad it's gotten and the people you left behind mostly all have a sour attitude towards the mention of you. Heartslayul, Pomefiore, and Octavinelle students were pushed on harder than they were before, the dorm leaders of those particular students basically almost, just almost going back to their former ways. they still try to keep the lessons they learned from you and their overblots but their pettiness and the grudge they now hold against you holds them back from their true good potential. Savannaclaw, Scarabia, and Ignihyde were unique cases in it of themselves. Savannaclaw's dorm leader continued to try to stay on top of his responsibilities somewhat but due to your absence it's like he's neglecting the dorm even more than he ever used to. Scarabia's dorm leader was still generous and kind as usual, maybe even more! he held you close to his heart and continued to do good and more in your memory. Ignihyde's dorm leader.. basically neglected his position fully, he's almost on the verge of falling out of the title of house leader of Ignihyde yet his younger brother continued to be his shining and motivational light to even keep this stupid title. then of course, the dorm leader of Diasomnia, not fully neglecting his responsibilities but it's clear how much he's missed out due to his constant naps to fade away into a world with you in it.

people tried to fix all the issues that have smacked the school into rock bottom but no matter what their efforts are always fruitless. some students think they can keep on going without you, that you aren't needed to keep the school running again.. while others think that the only way to revive this place is if you're back in it.

(hopefully everything here made sense! I'm not the best at describing dramatic ongoing environments so I hope it all was understandable somewhat. thank you all for the excitement towards this part! I hope to excite you all with this series even more with the stuff I have in mind for future chapters.

also this is kinda random but I also draw too! and just for the funzies I may or may not draw my version of mc’s RSA friends that don’t have an official design. maybe tho.. depends on motivation..)

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koolades-world · 4 months

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Okay follow me here what if jealous mammon is like why dont you ask x to do that with you? You're spending a lot of time with them. And mc just responds with they're not you

AHHH so cute

I'm 100% following gahhh that "they're not you" line is SO good

You finally arrived home after RAD, giggling with Asmo. It had been mostly boring, but at least you shared most of your classes with Asmo. He never failed to make everything more interesting. He not only made group assignments fun and colorful, he even made silent, individual assignments better with lots of texts back and forth.

Weirdly enough, you hadn't seen Mammon today. You didn't have as many classes with him, but you always made it a point to spend some time with him when possible. But, you couldn't find him anywhere. You also didn't get a response to any of your texts to him. After you were done talking to Asmo, you decided to make it a point to find him.

"Mc! Look at how cute this outfit is!" Asmo snapped you out of thought by showing you his DDD. It was Majolish Devilgram with a post with their latest stock.

"That belt is so you! The pink is just your shade." You take the DDD from him to look at the post closer.

"I know, right? We should go today before they sell out! They know me, and will probably set some aside for me, but if they did that forever, how would they make a profit?" He laughed, tucking the DDD back in his pocket. Before you could respond, you caught a flash of white at the top of the stairs. You remembered that you hadn't seen Mammon all day, and in hopes that it was him, you decided to see if you could find him.

"Actually, do you mind waiting a little? I just remembered I have something I need to check on." You glance towards the stairs again but see nothing.

"Oh, of course! You know, if its Levi you want to check on, just know he's still alive. I texted him this morning. Just be back soon! Those clothes won't try themselves on. Let me know when you're ready to leave." Asmo gave you a quick hug, before walking off in the direction of the living room.

As soon as he was out of sight, you made your way up the stairs and in the general direction of that something that caught your eye. You began to wander around upstairs, in hopes of finding the white haired demon that had been on your mind all day. The door to Mammon's room was shut, but a light was streaming out from underneath it. Gently, you knock.

"Mammon? Are you in there?" There was no response, but you heard movement in the room. "I can hear you in there. Is something wrong?" You can hear more shuffling around before the door finally opens.

"What?" Mammon asked sharply. You're stunned for a moment. You've never heard him use that tone with you before.

"Are you ok?" You ignore the way he addressed you and continued.

"I don't know. How's Asmo?" His tone was dripping with malice.

"What's gotten into you?" You raise your voice a little, confused. He turned away from you.

"Don't you have somewhere to be with Asmo?" He walked further into his room, away from you. You step into his room after him and shut the door behind you.

"He did want to go to Majolish later, but it can wait. I can't go anywhere without checking up on you." You keep walking after him as he sit down on his bed with force.

"Just go then. I'm clearly not worth your time." He turns his body away from you. He sounds more upset than anything at this point. You sit beside him and put an arm around him.

"I don't know what you're talking about, but please, help me help you." You lean to try and look at his face, but give up once he makes it clear he doesn't want you to.

"If you like Asmo that much, just go be with him." He huffs. His voice is quiet with emotion seeping into it.

"Mammon. He's not you." He stiffened like he'd been shocked. "No matter how much time I may spend with your brothers, or anyone for that matter, they come no where close to being you. You were my first friend here, and you made me feel at home away from home. You were my first pact. We have a special bond that's so precious to me. Most importantly, you're my first man. Not Asmo. Not anyone else. You." He turns back to you, his eyes glazed over with tears that threatened to spill. "Is that what you needed to hear? Because it's all true." He turns his entire body towards you and tackles you into a hug. You can't see his expression anymore, but from the way he fiercely cuddles you to his chest, you can tell how happy he is.

"I- I'm sorry." He hesitates at first. After taking a deep breath, he continues. "It was stupid. I just saw ya hanging out with Asmo a lot lately, and I jumped to conclusions." He hides his head into your shoulder.

"There's no need to apologize for how you feel, Mams. Just try to be a little more open next time. I was worried, you know." You feel him happily sigh into your shoulder at the nickname. You rub his back soothingly.

"I will. 'm sorry for scarin' ya." Before you can tell him he doesn't need to apologize again, he continues. "Will ya stay with me? I don't care if ya bring homework or whatever into my room, I just want yer company." He holds himself tightly to you as you try to push off of him a little to look at him.

"Of course." You decided to hold him for a bit longer, to reassure him he was the only man for you.

#obey me #obey me!#obey me x reader #obey me mammon #obey me asmo #omswd #obey me shall we date #obey me mc

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kleinv01 · 1 month

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What if…

Mc who’s scared to go out at night because they always get catcalled (Klein figures out when they take a night stroll)

How would Klein handle the situation? ( + maybe also when everyone else finds out too)

://SYSTEM_MESSAGE_ANSWERED !

okay i am feeling very inspired right now so i'll write a short drabble- no proofreading because i;m writing this on the get-go

how would klein handle his darling being catcalled?

Androids possess remarkably sharp memories, storing and processing information in ways distinct from humans.

This puts them at an advantage, making them reliable.

Remembering the faces of those creeps who catcalled you whenever you walk alone at night would be a piece of cake for an android like Klein. After ensuring you're deep in your sleep, he quietly slips out of your bedroom to leave the apartment with an intention to seek out the places where these creeps often lurk, leering at passersby.

Klein wouldn't undertake this mission without cause— it's all for you, his darling. He couldn't care less if even worse things happened to others. All his thoughts are consumed by you, you, and you.

Because if he couldn't protect you, then what kind of boyfriend would he be?

. . .

"Misterrrrrs!"

A clearly forced, strained cheerful greeting rolled off Klein's lips. His tall stature approached the group of catcallers from behind as he waved his hand at them, mock-innocently.

"Stop that, I know you guys do this all night long. Why don't you spend the time doing better things?" Klein stepped forward, his cheery tone mismatching his menacing stare. But before he could voice any more warnings, his collar was grabbed by one of the men.

He scoffed, "What's a tin can like you gonna do about it?"

Klein's expression now tinged with annoyance, although he maintained his smile. "I'm programmed to protect my darling at all costs," he paused. "And I can make myself useful, even as a tin can—"

Refusing to listen to what an android has to say, they proceeded to punch Klein to the ground. His first instinct was to protect himself; but he knew better than to act on that right now. Why should he, when he's already getting what he wants? It's humiliating, yes, but he can endure it. He needs these men to assault him so that he can document this aggression against an android like himself, providing evidence for involving the authorities later.

Androids had protection laws, after all, even if they weren't human beings. And with Klein being Klein, he obviously wouldn't overlook this chance to utilize such protection to his advantage.

Returning home with a worn-out shirt and disheveled hair, Klein would ask you to lay down with him, spoil him and contact the company to replace his ruined outfit shortly. If you do end up asking him what happened, however, Klein would say;

"I just shooed off plenty of creeps! The ones that bothered you the other day. Uh-huh! They're all gone now. They can't keep going around making people feel unsafe, right? I wanted to stop it. The authorities took care of them for us..." Klein giggled and looked at you with pleading eyes,

"I wish I could've done this sooner, but... hehe. I've done it now, so that's all that matters. Please tell me I did a good job!"

#://about_klein #in all honesty klein WOULD kill but he had to hold himself back #work smarter not harder #LOL #://klein v.0.1_writings #yandere x darling

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sheepiemc · 8 months

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Seven Stupid Reasons to Summon a Demon

Reason #2: drunk and can’t get home

CW: implied alcohol use (MC is drunk)

You’re on an empty street.

You don’t know what time it is but last time you checked it was definitely after midnight.

You concentrate and think and wonder what it is that you're supposed to be thinking about. It was definitely something important… you pat your pockets to look for clues, there's gotta be a reason you were thinking so hard in the first place.

You pull out your phone from its secret safe spot and check it for messages. Nope, just blackness. No juice… Juice… Blame it on my juice… Your eyes wander from your dead phone to the myriad of stamps and fluorescent paper wristbands decorating your forearms. The neon clashes with your outfit but the colors make you happy. Blame it, blame it on my juice! The song continues playing in your head and you start to dance.

Your feet throb with pain and all you know is you have to sit down right now. Normally you wouldn't dare to sit on a dirty street curb but your legs almost give out from under you before you can even think twice about where you are planting your ass. Ah, that feels so much better… but the sudden change in altitude makes your head spin. You put your head between your knees to steady the world.

You take a deep breath and hold it…

1… 2… 3… 4… 5… 6… 7…

Why are you counting again?

Your lungs burn and you remember to breathe. You start to giggle uncontrollably. What kind of idiot forgets how to breathe? You look back down at your phone and something sparkly catches your attention.

It's the Harrison Porter keychain Mammon gave you. It's too big to be a phone Keychain but it's something you like to keep on you at all times. You absent-mindedly spin the keychain and watch it dangle from your phone. Your favorite idiot probably doesn't forget how to breathe… Do demons even need to breathe? They're so fucking weird already it wouldn't surprise you.

You keep giggling, shoulders bouncing, when a warm gold light washes the floor beneath your feet. You would've noticed it if your eyes weren't closed with how hard you were laughing.

A startled noise interrupts your thoughts and you look up to find your favorite idiot, standing right in front of you, with a worried look hiding behind yellow tinted glass.

You gasp and clumsily shoot to your feet, ignoring the throbbing protest of pain, and throw your arms around the demon, "Mammoney!!" If you didn't have his neck in a vice grip, you might've noticed his face reddening at the silly nickname.

"M- MC… were you just crying?" He asks warily. You can hear the concern in his voice.

You loosen your arms - but don't remove them from around his neck - and look at him. When your eyes meet his searching ones, you cock your head to the side and blink a couple of times. The gesture reminds Mammon of a dog trying to understand English. You touch a hand to your face to feel if any stray tears were rolling down but you catch nothing.

You return your hand back around Mammon’s neck and shake your head slightly, "I don't think so?"

"B- but you were sitting on the curb… a- and you were shaking?"

You turn your head to look over your shoulder and back down to where you were sitting. You take a moment to think about what you were doing just a moment ago.

"Hmmm…" You think audibly.

"Well, if you weren't cryin’ then what did ya summon me for?"

You turn your head back around to look at Mammon… What did you summon him for?

"And why are you in the middle of a street all alone?? What time is it?!"

"Ugh, so many questions…" you close your eyes and plant your forehead against his chest.

Time… time… You can check the time on your… phone! You pop your head up and check your phone!

Oh right… it's dead.

You show Mammon your blank phone. He grabs your wrist and inspects the stamps and bands.

"Wha- MC… are you drunk??"

"Whaaat? Pshhh, noooo I'm having fuuun…" you slide your arms from behind his neck and down his arms. You grab his hands and start swinging them. "The night is still young! Now that you are here, the party is just getting started!"

You let go of him and spin out into the empty street, dancing to music only you can hear. If your inebriated mind were paying any attention, you might’ve heard mammon whisper, "That explains it…" under his breath.

"Okay,” he says, louder so you know he’s talking to you, “maybe you can answer this: shouldn't you be out with friends? Where are they?"

You stop dancing and squint at Mammon.

"Friends? Some friends! They ditched me!" You fold your arms and pout at the memory just now surfacing.

You're new at work and you really wanted to make new friends. You overheard some co-worker’s plans to go clubbing this weekend and were excited by how fun it sounded. You asked if you could come along and they agreed politely, though with the way they were acting all night you really wish they had just said no from the jump.

"I was basically a third wheel until I was a fifth wheel, then I lost them in the third club…"

You feel an angry warmth radiating off Mammon as he practically snarls, "Those jerks… What if something happened to you out here?" You calmly approach and wrap yourself around his tense arms.

"Don't worry about that, now I have you to protect me, Mammoney." You press your cheek against his bicep and you can feel him tense again before he relaxes. You look up to him and see that cute dusting of red across his cheeks before he looks pointedly away from you.

You entwine both of your hands with one of his and pull him, "C'mon… let's go have some fun!!"

Mammon looks back at you, redness fading, and searches your face for something. You tug harder, letting practically your full body weight fall to the earth, with Mammon being the only thing keeping you from hitting the ground. You try to take another step back when a sharp pain prevents you from going any further.

You cry out and Mammon quickly pulls you into him. He fully supports you with a hand against your lower back. You look down at your feet. Man, they hurt. You let out a small whine and Mammon sighs.

"As much as I would love to go out with you right now,” he says, reluctantly, “I think it's time for you to head home…"

"But I wanna partyyyy," you look up at him and whine again.

"You can't even stand up on your own."

"SO true bestie…" You slump against him, cheek pressing to his chest. You hear mammon softly chuckle and mutter, "I'm supposed to be the irresponsible one here." He lightly pushes you off him so he can shift around with his back facing you.

"Alright, let's go."

You sway on your feet and cross your arms in protest. "BUT I'm too heavy!" He looks back at you from over his shoulder, grinning wolfishly.

"Need I remind you, you are talkin’ to THE great Mammon, second -most POWERFUL Avatar of Sin in the Devildom! And you ain’t nothing but a puny human." He crouches down so you can climb on his back much easier. "Now, c'mon! We gotta get you to a bed… and some water probably. When's the last time you had water, huh?"

You drape your arms over his shoulders and wrap your legs around his waist. He stands up, lifting you with no effort at all. You tighten your arms around his neck and close your eyes. Comfy…

Mammon chuckles. Oops, did you say that out loud?

"Alright, human, where are we headin'?" He says with so much affection, your heart swells.

Until you process what he says and remember you have no idea where you are or where that is in relation to where you live. Your eyes shoot open.

"UHHHH…"

"Whaddaya mean 'UHHHH'??"

"WELL! I UBERPOOLED HERE! And My phone is dead!! You know how bad I am at directions!!"

Mammon sighs in frustration. "How the hell are we supposed to get you home…?" He asks, more to himself than you.

"Well! Can't you do some Devildom magic and just whoosh us right over there or something??" You reply indignantly.

"Ya know teleportation magic is kinda a big deal right? And even if I could right now, I don’t even know where ya live!"

You blow raspberries, deep in thought. You didn't even know your address that well because you had just recently moved. Curse your shoddy memory!

Mammon sighs again and starts walking, which startles you out of thought. "Woah, what-"

Before you can finish, Mammon interrupts, saying "Might as well pick a direction and start walking. Beats standing around doing nothing."

"Wait, wait, wait…" you bring a hand to your forehead and start rubbing, activating the memory juices. Maybe there's something Solomon taught that you could use?

"Oh! Let me try something!" You stick out the hand that wears the ring of light and concentrate on home.

"MC… what are you doing?" Mammon asks.

"Shut up, I need to concentrate. Trust me, I saw it in a movie once."

"Movies ain't very realistic, MC."

You close your eyes and ignore him and think think think: about home, where you're most comfortable, where you can be your true self and not have to hide any facets of yourself.

You open your eyes and are actually surprised when you see a red line shooting out of your ring… and pointed directly behind you!

You laugh triumphantly! "SEE! It worked!"

Mammon looks impressed for a second before rolling his eyes dramatically and turning around, "Well, ya got lucky this time but don't expect things to work out the way you want them to just because you want them to."

You pshh him dismissively before noticing that as he turns around, so too does the line pointing home.

"Uhh…" you move your hand around and notice that no matter where you move, it always points to where you're standing.

"Hold on, lemme down." You let go of Mammon as he crouches to let you off his back. You take a step back from him and realize what the line is pointing at.

You slowly circle Mammon and start grinning like a fool when you step out in front of him, holding out the hand with the ring. The thin red line points directly to the center of Mammon’s chest. His eyes widen as they trace the line to his chest and his eyebrows attempt to leave his face altogether. He looks back up at you and the red on his cheeks spreads all across his face, down his neck and to the tips of his ears.

“MC what-” he sputters.

You burst out laughing and quickly cover your mouth. “Oh that’s so cheesy, I love it!” You just can’t help the giggles that escape.

Mammon scoffs and looks to the side, attempting to hide his blushing face behind his hand. You run up to him and wrap your arms around his middle and rest your cheek on his chest.

You close your eyes.

You can hear his heart thumping.

“You’re my home, Mammon.”

“I mean- of course, I am. I’m THE-”

You shush him, “Nooo, nope, don’t say it- let me savor this moment before you ruin it.”

Mammon chuckles softly and wraps his arm around you. He clears his throat and says, “As cute as that was, it doesn’t get us any closer to getting you to your… apartment or whatever.”

Your eyes shoot open again.

“Oh yeah,” You pull out of his embrace just enough to look down at the ring on your hand. “Maybe home was too vague… I guess the ring in the movie also pointed to a person rather than a place.”

You think apartment? But the ring doesn’t point away from Mammon. Hmmm… bed? Still nothing.

“OH!” you say out loud, “what about my sweet little boy, my prince??”

Mammon looks at you incredulously. “Who???”

“My cat!!”

Right before you close your eyes to concentrate, you see the relief in Mammon’s face as he quietly says, “Oh…”

You picture his fuzzy face in your mind, his cute whiskers, his soft paws. “Hey, it’s workin’!” Mammon says as the line starts to twitch. As you get more excited about seeing your little bean, the thin red line gets stronger.

“Alright, let’s goooooo!” Mammon picks you up bridal style and takes off running. You shriek and laugh, holding onto his neck and shoulders for dear life, knowing he would never let you fall.

#obey me mammon #obey me shall we date #obey me fanfic #obey me mc #mammon x mc #mammon x reader #mammon fluff #happy birthday mammon!!#originally posted on ao3 #but i want attention so im posting on tumblr too now lol #if u kno the movie im referencing i give u a kees #op #fic

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duskwoodgirl4life · 11 months

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It's been 2 years since Jake and I broke up. We tried to make it work but having a relationship with a hacker that's wanted by the government at some point it's going to fall apart. I've never really gotten over him. No amount of dating can ever replace the hole in my heart. I've never stopped loving him even if he does move on or maybe he already is and he's with someone that makes him happy. More than I ever could. Lilly has set me up on yet another date tonight this time it's someone that she works with. He's been single for a while and wants to get back out on the dating scene again. My heart is not even in this date all I want is to be with Jake but yet that can not happen. We did break up on sort of good terms. He told me I could contact him anytime and he will always reply.

I pull my phone out and start to type a message to Jake. I think about it before I hit the send button. I hold back and delete what I've written. I don't want to bother him. I find myself standing in front of my bedroom mirror trying to find something to wear for this date. I picked out a dress that I haven't worn in a long time. I hold it up to my body and close my eyes. Thinking back to when Jake would wrap his arms around me when I wore this dress. It always drove him insane. We never did get anywhere when I wore this dress. It was a simple tight black pencil dress with sparkles all over the dress. I hang up the dress and go to shower.

I head into the bathroom and switch the shower on getting undressed while I wait for the water to get hotter. Once it's at the temperature I like I get in and let the water wash over me. I stood under the water that long I didn't notice it had started to get cold. I quickly wash my hair and use some shower gel so I can wash. Once I've finished I get out and wrap a towel around me and head into the kitchen to make a coffee. While I'm waiting I grab some fresh sweatpants and an oversized hoodie and put them on. I make a coffee and take it into the bedroom and start drying my hair. While I'm getting ready my thoughts drift back to Jake. I can still smell his scent on the hoodie even though it's been washed. It's like his scent has been imprinted onto the hoodie. A warm smile spreads across my face as I think about him.

I notice the time and realize I need to get a move on otherwise I'll end up being late not that I was all that bothered. I didn't even want to go on this stupid date. Yet I find myself rushing around my bedroom looking for my favorite pair of heels. Once I finally find them it's time for me to leave and head out to the restaurant. I fix my hair one last time in the mirror and grab my purse and car keys. Thankfully the restaurant isn't too far away. When I look up I notice it's the black swan, the place where me and Jake had our second anniversary of being together. I take a deep breath in and out to recenter myself and head inside the restaurant.

The waiter shows me to the table where my date is already waiting, "hi I'm Mike it's really nice to meet you" I fake smile and sit down in front of him. "I'm MC I'm sure lilly has told you loads about me already. As Mike's talking I start to zone out not taking any notice of what he's droning on about. I happen to look up and my mouth drops open. The next table I see Jake sitting with some blonde haired women laughing and joking. My heart feels like it's breaking into a million pieces all over again. I can't let him see me. I don't think I could face seeing him. He always knew when I wasn't okay. I don't know how he did it; he always got it out of me. I try distracting myself with whatever Mike is talking about pretending to fane interest in whatever topic he's talking about.

Mercifully our food arrives and I can focus on something else other than Jake, I've missed him so much he looks so cute all dressed up he always did look good in a shirt and trousers outfit. Somehow I managed to make it through dinner and part ways with Mike. He asked if he could see me again like an idiot. I told him to phone me in the week to set up another date. I took my keys out of my purse and unlocked the car before I could get in. I felt a hand on my shoulder. I knew that touch before I even saw his face. I turn around and I'm met by his beautiful ocean blue eyes. For a second I forgot how to speak. I got so lost in his eyes. "Hi MC, it's been a long time, how are you?" I try to regain control so I can answer him back. "Hi Jake, I'm okay, how are you?" I see that beautiful smile appear on his face. How I have missed that smile.

"You don't have to pretend with me MC I couldn't keep my eyes off you either I've missed you alot" my mouth drops open how does he always know he always knows what I'm thinking and what I want to do. "I've missed you Jake but you were the one that decided to end things between us" Jake's smile starts to fade away. "It's something I have regretted every single day. I should never have ended things with you. I love you MC" my whole body feels like it's frozen in time the words Jake's run through my head does he really want me back? Should I let myself be with him again? "I want nothing more than to wrap my arms around you and tell you how much I still love you but you hurt me Jake" I feel Jake's hand running up and down my arm goosebumps running all over my body. I can feel the electric building up inside me fighting to hold myself back but I can't.

My arms wrap around his neck and I kiss him deep on the lips, it's like electric cursing through our bodies. We both break apart not because we wanted to but because we need to catch our breath. "I've missed you so much Jake, I never stopped loving you. Do you really want to give us another go?" I could feel Jake's thumb running softly over my cheek and smiling. "I'd love to give us another go. I never want us to be apart ever again, I've got something for you I was going to come and see you tonight but I want to give it to you now" I look in confusion as Jake puts his hand into his pocket. "Jake what are you doing?" Jake gets down on one knee and opens up a box. "MC will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?" I'm taken back by what Jake has just asked I never thought in a million years this would ever happen this is the reason why we broke up in the first place.

"But.. I thought you didn't want to get married, that's why we broke up" I look into Jake's eyes and I can see he means every word. "MC, when we broke up it was the worst decision I've ever made but at the same time I wanted you to be happy and find someone you love and get married. The more I thought about you I realized I made a big mistake. I love you and I want to be with you" I don't know what to say it's like I've lost the ability to talk. I managed to get out the words I've been wanting to say for so long. "Yes, Jake I will marry you" Jake stands up and puts the rock onto my finger. We embrace each other in a heated kiss. It's like we have never been apart from each other. We pull apart again trying to catch our breath.

"Jake, did you know I would be here tonight?" Jake smiles and looks into my eyes "I didn't know you would be here, Lily set me up on another date" I looked in shock at Jake when I realized what Lily had done. "Jake, I think we have been set up, lily set me up on a blind date as well" we both look at each other and start to laugh. "Should we go spend the rest of our lives together and be bus and wife?" I can't help but smile. I've not smiled like this in so long. "Take me home Jake let's go spend the rest of our lives together" we both get into my car and drive back to my apartment.

The next morning I wake up with the biggest smile on my face, I turn over in bed and see that Jake is still sleeping. He looks so beautiful laying there with his eyes closed I can't help myself. I lean forwards and kiss his soft lips. I can't stop at just one kiss. I can feel him starting to wake up and a smile spreading across his face. "Good morning my beautiful wife to be" I warm feeling spreads across my body. "Good morning my handsome husband to be" we cuddle up next to each other holding each other as close as possible ready to take on what life has to throw at us.

#duskwood #everbyte game #duskwood jake #duskwood hacker #iamjake #duskwood jake x mc #i love you jake #jake x mc #he loves me #i love you #pulled back together #true love

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the-real-amazing-karnak · 1 year

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(a scene I wrote between Mischa and MC Karnak, based off an earlier post)

Mischa was on his way home from work. It was late, even by his standards, and he knew that he was gonna get chewed out by his so-called parents if they were still up. It didn't matter if he was late because of his job; curfew was curfew. Well, actually his dad would chew him out. His mom never spoke a word to him. He cringed at even thinking of them with such familial terms. They were Sir and Ma'am. They were the main reason he wished his mother had never sent him to this country.

He was planning to go home, get high, then go to bed. It had been a bad day for a multitude of reasons, and he just wanted to forget about everything for a little bit. Every bone in his body ached, he was exhausted. He was so tired, he almost didn't catch the person hobbling down the sidewalk next to him. No one should be out this late in Uranium. He knew exactly who it was, too; only two people would wear an outfit so confusingly eye-catching. The first was Ricky who wouldn't be caught dead walking these streets so late at night. The second was--

"Karnak!" Mischa shouted out the rolled down window. The man came closer, leaning into the car with a wide grin. The teen recognized that look in his eyes. "Get your drunk ass in this car."

Karnak didn't protest or hesitate. The way he was shivering, he had probably been out wandering for a while. Mischa cranked up the heat.

"The hell are you doing outside this late?"

"Mmm, went to a party." He fumbled with the seatbelt before it finally clicked. "Thanks for the ride. I got a little lost..."

"Yeah, you're place is clear across town. What the hell are you wearing?"

Karnak didn't respond, he just stared at Mischa expectantly. Right, that stupid game. A question for a question. Mischa sighed.

"Fine, what is your question?"

"Why are YOU out so late?"

"Had work. Double shift "

The man hummed and blinked slowly. "This is the shirt Savannah gave me. It's my favorite." It was a garish button down with clashing patterns and colors. It was tacky as hell and definitely up his weird ass alley. "Was today... okay?"

The words were slurred, muddled, but Mischa heard clearly. His grip tightened on the steering wheel. "Why wouldn't it be?"

It wasn't an answer, but Karnak accepted it anyway. He didn't need to speak it aloud, but he couldn't hold himself back. "It's the anniversary..."

"... I haven't talked to... any of them," Mischa admitted. Any tears that might have formed, he blinked away. He had to drive. "I think they all want to be with family. You are first person I have seen today."

"And I'm a mess." Karnak didn't meet Mischa's eyes when the boy glanced at him. There was a double meaning there that neither wanted to address. "...I left early and went walking. I didn't want to be seen."

"We have that in common," Mischa tried to smile even though he didn't feel happy. Karnak closed his eyes and patted the teen on the shoulder the way he wished his adoptive father would.

"You're a good kid, Mischa. Sorry you have to... see me... like this."

"Don't mind. You get me home drunk many times."

"But you're a kid," Karnak protested weakly, "and I'm an... adult..." Now Mischa was worried the man was falling asleep. "A good kid. I'm sorry you... 'm so sorry... Virgil..."

And then the car was filled with light snores. Mischa just hoped he'd wake up when they got to their destination; he didn't feel like carrying or dragging a grown man inside. He wiped a few stray tears away. This day was hard for them all, surely. Maybe next year, they wouldn't have to spend it alone.

#i wrote this tipsy sorry if theres spelling errors #long post #typed this on my tiny ass phone #ride the cyclone #rtc #the amazing karnak #human karnak #MC karnak #mischa rtc #everyone lives/nobody dies #alcohol tw #drug ment tw

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choices-binglebonkus · 1 year

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I haven't caught up with TPA since like late December, but I've been rereading your post about 10 Rights and Wrongs with TPA and I wanna add my thoughts on it. I'll mainly only comment on stuff that I have something to say about. These may be subject to change when I complete the book.

Soundtrack

Agreed with you, it's absolutely brilliant. It has a James Bond vibe that I like, and even ignoring that it's just really well-composed. I love the adventurous intro theme especially, as well as the steamy scene track– I will happily listen to those on repeat and never get tired.

Outfits

Agreed on that too, I didn't vibe with majority of the f!MC outfits besides the default ones but they still did do a good job making them look good for the most part.

I definitely hate the fem MC having a crop top as the cold outfit. I wouldn't mind it as much if they did the same with m!MC; it'd still be impractical, but like, either give both of them crop tops or neither of them crop tops. Enough with the "must be sexy because woman" outfits, goddammit.

Speaking of shitty outfit gendering, I also hate that m!MC's "sexy underwear" equivalent to fem MC's lingerie is a goddamn robe and boxers. The robe is admittedly nice and has a "luxurious evening" vibe that I like, but come the fuck on, stop playing it safe and basic with the m!MC and m!LI outfits all the damn time.

Vivian

I'm very mixed on her. On her own, I quite enjoy her as a character. She's fun, she's got some good lines, and she doesn't really come off as obnoxious.

But in the story, she just feels weirdly out-of-place in it? Perhaps because I've associated TPA as being the Choices' edition of a James Bond adventure, so it does feel unusual to have one of the main characters be a quirky nerd type. But hey, that does make TPA a little more unique.

But while I haven't caught up, I know others said that missions and tasks are way too easy with her being present, hence the lack of stakes.

Hookups

I didn't play any actual dirty-30 hookup scenes, but I did enjoy the buildup scenes to them and I'm sad we haven't gotten other hookup opportunities. Especially since I played as wlm, where the dynamics were very different from how PB usually writes their average wlm romance. I am forever here for male Lou swooning over f!MC being heroic and male Alexis's femme-fatale-esque persona. I found them way more interesting than the majority of MC and Agent Grey's dynamic. Speaking of which...

One thing that is nice about the romance is that MC is the one who is more experienced in GAIA while Agent Grey is the new member. Honestly it's very refreshing (especially as wlm) considering how often PB's romance involves MC being the newbie and LI being the boss/teacher/celebrity/etc.

But character wise? Agent Grey doesn't work as an LI. Or at least not a main/single LI. It's It feels like they're only the LI by virtue of being MC's work partner. I'd rather Agent Grey have just been... still our work partner, but also as a casual hookup option like Alexis and Lou rather than our romance interest.

Possibly controversial opinion, I think a book that is just "no romance, only casual hookups" would be something unique for PB to write (granted the hookups don't take over the entire story). PB needs a break from writing romance and it shows.

GOC/Pronouns

A lot of people said this one "actually feels like it was written with male MC in mind for once". I have a lot of issues with that statement due to the fact a lot of the fandom's takes on what counts as "female coding" can be very dubious.

Regardless, even if this was written with mlw in mind, I've still been finding it very enjoyable and made sense (dare I say better and more unique) in a wlm route.

Any actual gender coding errors I've seen or heard about are very minimal. Though I will say that it made me want to sob to see male Agent Grey's swimsuit described as a "swimsuit that hugs his hips" despite his swimsuit in question being boring swimtrunks and a basic-AF open beach shirt rather than, yknow, a swimsuit that actually hugs his hips.

And that's about all I've got for now.

Thanks for your insights anon!

#this was fun to read #I love when people dissect books and their aspects #asks #the phantom agent

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sofiakistein · 2 years

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Hello! I have a Obey Me request if you don't mind. Could you plz do where the Obey Me brothers and Dateables react to their s/o wearing a scandalous outfit and teasing them? Dom! Brothers + Dateables if possible! Thank you. 💞

❱ Hi, baby! I had so much fun writing this, thank you for requesting and sorry if it took me so long to answer lol <3

└➤ 𝖕𝖆𝖎𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌: Obey me! characters x gn! reader

└➤𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖉 𝖈𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖙: 1.4k

└➤⚠️𝖙𝖜: oral sex (m), masturbation (reader and characters), spanking, brat/brat tammer dynamics, light dacriphylia, degradation, mentions of cum, begging, jealousy, recording, choking, gagging, use of pet name (little lamb, I'M SORRY LMAO), use of magic, mentions of orgasm denial, face fucking. All characters are 18+ here.

𝕃𝕦𝕔𝕚𝕗𝕖𝕣: He is a brat tamer, and I don't even need to explain this. Why would you need to tease him? What is the point behind your behavior?

┊ ┊ ✫ You're bent over Lucifer's desk. Your ass is on full display for him, red and swollen because of all the spanks he's given you. Your face is covered with tears, and even tho you like the pain, you can't help but yelp when his heavy hand hits your skin.

"This is what you wanted. Right, MC?" He asks and spanks you again. "Dressing and acting like a whore in front of everyone just to get my attention," Lucifer's voice is thick, and you feel his anger thru it. "I think a punishment is necessary for you to learn where you belong," ✫┊ ┊

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𝕄𝕒𝕞𝕞𝕠𝕟: I think that he would like your outfit because you look absolutely hot, but on the other side, he feels his blood boil inside of him every time you bat your eyelashes at him, acting innocent when you're not.

┊ ┊ ✫ You're on your knees. Your hands are tied behind your back with Mammon's belt, while he caresses your head and pats you a few times as if you were a pet. He smirks when he notices the fear behind your eyes while you look up at him.

"Don't look me like that, MC" he chuckles softly. "What happened with your little act out there?" He lets free his dick. Hard and red, with a little bit of pre cum leaking on the tip. "Now open wide, baby," ✫┊ ┊

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𝕃𝕖𝕧𝕚𝕒𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟: Why are you doing this to him? You know that Levi cannot take all of your teasings and those obscene words coming out from your mouth; not when you're dressed like that, almost naked and acting as if it were the most normal thing in the Devildom.

┊ ┊ ✫ "Look what you did to me!" Levi pants as he keeps pumping his dick. He is so close to cum; And he knows that you want to touch him, lick him, please him, but he denies you that. "You normie!" beads of pre cum leaking from his tip. "You're just as scummy as Mammon. Thinking you can dress and act like that. THINKING THAT I WOULDN'T NOTICE." You wanna crawl to him and suck his dick. You want to taste him in your mouth, but you know that if you disobey him, things are going to get worse. ✫┊ ┊

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𝕊𝕒𝕥𝕒𝕟: If you want to know the real version of Satan, here you are. You have the Avatar of Wrath himself in front of you.

At first, he didn't pay much attention to how you were dressed since he respects and understands all of your clothing choices. But when you started to be all flirty with Lucifer, was when he lost himself.

┊ ┊ ✫ "Please!" you beg him. "I can't do it myself," small tears are gathering in the corner of your eyes. You want Satan to touch you, but he is sitting in a chair in front of you, admiring you masturbating.

"Yes, you can," he replies calmly even tho you both know he isn't "If you can put those slutty clothes and talk to Lucifer like that, you sure can touch yourself," ✫┊ ┊

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𝔸𝕤𝕞𝕠𝕕𝕖𝕦𝕤: He feels offended. Do you think that the Avatar of Lust would lose control because of the acts of some pathetic human? Do you feel that important? He can't deny that he is a little turned on by your clothing option and that for sure he likes the way you tease him, but at the same time, Asmo has so much self-respect that he would never fold for something as lame as that.

┊ ┊ ✫ "Say Hi, MC!" Asmo laughs a little at your face of discomfort. "C'mon, don't be shy. You asked for this," he gets closer to you with his D.D.D in hand, recording you.

Asmo wraps his other hand on your throat and makes you suck his thumb. "That's it. If you wanted attention you could have said it. Now let the whole Devildom enjoy you!" ✫┊ ┊

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𝔹𝕖𝕖𝕝𝕫𝕖𝕓𝕦𝕓: At the very beginning, he doesn't notice what you're doing. Beel thinks you look good with those clothes on; a little revealing but nothing to worry about, tho. It's until you start to be all-touchy with Belphie that he knows something is wrong.

Yes, Belphegor is his twin brother, but Beel cannot help but feel a little jealous of what you're doing, even more knowing that you are his s/o.

┊ ┊ ✫ "Gag on these," he whispers in your ear. His long, callous and thick fingers enter your mouth, pressing your tongue and making a mess of saliva on your chin. He thrusts hard and slow, in a way that you can feel his enormous dick all inside you.

He hasn't said a word since you two arrived at the House of Lamentation, but the sound of skin slapping is enough for you to get an idea of how he feels. ✫┊ ┊

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𝔹𝕖𝕝𝕡𝕙𝕖𝕘𝕠𝕣: Unlike his twin brother, Belphie knows right away what you're doing, and yes, he lets you have some fun now because later he is the one who is getting the fun.

┊ ┊ ✫ Before you could leave the House of Lamentation dressed that way with such an attitude, Belphie grabs you from the wrist and drags you to your dorm. He locks the door, sits on the edge of your bed, and makes you sit on his lap.

"What do you think you're doing, little lamb?" he asks with a soft voice and kisses your head. "Do you think you can dress that way without thinking I'd notice?" his hands travel dangerously thru your thighs.

You can't help but mewl at his touch, and he chuckles.

"You're good for nothing," he coos in your ear. "That's why you have such a bitchy attitude, but sure my dick can take it out of you." ✫┊ ┊

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𝔻𝕚𝕒𝕧𝕠𝕝𝕠: Like Beelzebub, Diavolo doesn't notice at first; he even compliments how hot you look, and says that he's lucky to have the prettiest s/o in the whole world.

It's until he is very focused on doing some paperwork that you start teasing him, and that's when things change.

┊ ┊ ✫ He quickly bends you over his desk and fists your hair, lifting your head while with his other hand, he separates your legs.

"Let's see if some dick can calm down a needy bitch," his hands roam your body over the clothes, laughing at the poor choice you made that day. "When I tell you to be quiet, you stay quiet. Get it?" ✫┊ ┊

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𝔹𝕒𝕣𝕓𝕒𝕥𝕠𝕤: He doesn't comment on your outfit at all, not even your teasing attitude toward him. And that's why you should be scared of this demon out of them all because when he's done with his daily chores, he's coming for you.

┊ ┊ ✫ He has accumulated sexual frustration from the whole day. Barbatos couldn't stand seeing you walk past and around him with such a revealing attire, nor the provocative attitude you had.

That's why he has you with open legs on his bed. He used magic to handcuff your wrists to your ankles, leaving you exposed. His calm demeanor has left his body, and it looks like he is a different demon with a sinister smile adorning his face.

"It's cute that you thought I'd let you get away with that behavior you had," he says without losing that smile. "Let's see how cute you look after ten ruined orgasms." ✫┊ ┊

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𝕊𝕚𝕞𝕖𝕠𝕟: Like Asmo, he feels offended but for different reasons. He can't believe that you have such low self-respect, exposing yourself in that way.

┊ ┊ ✫ "Aren't you ashamed?" he asks, connecting his eyes thru yours using the mirror in front of you. "Wearing almost nothing and acting sinfully. You're a sinner, MC." His voice is velvety, and you know he means what he's saying. "I want to you to watch yourself being a sinner," ✫┊ ┊

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𝕊𝕠𝕝𝕠𝕞𝕠𝕟: Just as Barbatos did, he lets you have some fun before ruining you completely. He doesn't mind that you're showing that much skin or that you're acting like a total whore; Solomon is just building up his anger to take it out on you later.

┊ ┊ ✫ Your face is a mess. Your mascara is running down your cheeks as tears keep coming out of your eyes. You're drooling, and you can't stop Solomon from fucking your face because he cast a spell on you, and you can't move your hands unless he says so.

"You need to -oh fuck- keep that pretty mouth of yours shut," his long fingers are pushing your head, making you gag on his dick until your nose touches his base. "You'll learn one way or another,"✫┊ ┊

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simplyotometrash · 2 years

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Cosplayer MC

Brothers with a cosplayer MC~! Mostly because I like to cosplay, casually :D

Lucifer:

The first time your very serious, work-oriented boyfriend sees you in cosplay he doesn't really blink.

He's seen Levi in cosplay before.

It's nothing he isn't used to.

But....

You do look pretty cute in that outfit. The wig looks pretty good, too.

"Are you going out like that?"

"Yeah! Levi and I are going to a convention! He helped me make this outfit and showed me the best place to order wigs in the Devildom!"

Oh my. You were so happy about dressing up in, what was the word? Cosplay?

"Well, my dear, I do hope you have a good time."

"Maybe you should come sometime, Luci!"

"No."

Well that was abrupt. He wasn't going to dress up and go to some big event with you. It wasn't really his style.

He's an old man, what did you expect?

"You don't gotta get dressed up to go to cons, silly. You can come and support me next time instead! Call it a date?"

Oh no. Don't give him that look. Don't say that to him.

"Fine, perhaps I will consider it."

He's going to invest in your hobby and buy you things you mention needing or wanting for cosplays. He just won't dress up with you.

Mammon:

"Oi, MC, let's go on down to-"

"Woah, what are you wearing?"

He barged into your room, as per usual, and you were in cosplay. You were mostly just testing out your new outfit and wig.

You needed to know what fit, what needed to be adjusted, and to see what you had to work with when it came to your wig.

Nothing was styled, you hadn't even done makeup.

"Oh, I'm just testing out a cosplay that just came in. I have to adjust a few things and style my wig, but I wanted to see what it all looked like together!"

Heart attack on standby.

You were so cute and happy. He loved seeing you smiling.

But this was one of Levi's weird hobbies, wasn't it? Why did you like it?

"Whatever, I guess I'll sit in here and watch then." He puffed his cheeks, averting his eyes to avoid looking you up and down.

You were quickly changing back into your normal clothes after marking pinning your new cosplay.

"Wanna watch me style the wig? Maybe I can teach you how to do it!"

"Nuh-uh, I don't wanna learn how to do this...but I will watch."

It was actually pretty fascinating to watch you work. You took limp, fake hair and turned into something styled and actually pretty cool.

He could do without the hairspray fumes though.

Levi:

Oh. My. Diavolo!!!!

You cosplay too???

Levi is queuing up questions and pictures at the same time.

He's so excited that there's someone he knows that is into cosplay.

Yeah, you're dating and like anime and video games, but he never thought to ask you if you liked to cosplay!

"Who are you trying to cosplay? If you don't have the clothes yet then you should give me your measurements and I-"

Blush alert.

Did he really just say "give me your measurements"? Aaaaahhh! He had to have sounded like a pervert!

He was ready to shame himself when he saw you looking at him practically with hearts in your eyes.

This was just like in an anime.

"You'd make me a cosplay? Levi, you are amazing! Maybe you can teach me how to do it!"

Has he died and reascended to the Celestial Realm?

"I-I-I can teach you....but I'd also like to m-make your cosplays for you myself. If you don't mind!"

"I don't mind! Oh, Levi, we should cosplay together! There's an upcoming convention, right? We could go as Henry and the Lord of Shadows!"

That's it. He's dead and gone. You're too amazing for words.

Maybe you'd cosplay Ruri-chan if he asked....

Satan:

Huh, so you're into cosplay just like his brother?

Fascinating.

"I know it's a very popular hobby. There are people who make a living doing it professionally, right?"

He asked you plenty of questions to learn more about your hobby.

You MIGHT be able to sway him into wearing a cosplay. Especially a detective cosplay.

If he's gonna do it then he's gonna do it as a detective from his favorite series.

He's not going to become a hardcore cosplayer, but he'll go to cons with you and be in costume.

"Satan, look what I got!"

You came running into his room with something behind your back.

You were wearing....a maid costume? What character wore that?

Then you showed him what was in your hands.

A cat tail belt, a pair of ears, and cat paw gloves.

He needs to see this...force research purposes.

"Why did you decide to dress as a cat maid?"

"Oh, well, I thought you would like it! Cat maids are extremely popular back home. Plus I just thought I looked cute."

He's trying so hard not to blush.

"Yes...you look very cute."

Asmo:

Awwww!!!

He saw you dressed up and thought you looked absolutely adorable!

"I can see that you're playing dress-up!"

"I'm cosplaying a character from an anime Levi showed me."

"Isn't that the same thing?"

Okay, he had you there. It was kinda the same thing.

"Your wig needs a bit of help though, darling. Where did you get this sorry thing?"

"Akuzon. I know, it looks pretty bad. It's not great quality. I thought I'd be able to salvage it."

"Nope. Honey, I can take you to the best wig shop in Devildom! You can even get custom wigs made! They come styled and unstyled, too."

"Really? But that must be pretty expensive..."

"MC, my love, I would be more than happy to buy you all the wigs you want!"

Asmo has now aided in fueling your cosplay hobby.

He buys you uncut, unstyled wigs and the two of you work on them together.

You make your cosplays and he helps you pick the best fabric to match what it looks like the character is wearing.

You two have little fashion shows in his room. He shows off his new clothing purchases and you get to show off your finished cosplays.

Beel:

You look pretty cute.

Beel doesn't really think a lot about it at first.

But he recognizes it as something Levi does which gets him interested in the fact that you do it, too.

"So, why do you do it? Levi does it because he does everything related to...what is it? Otaku culture?"

"I think it's a lot of fun to take characters from something I like and bring them to life."

He nods in understanding, looking at the source material for what you're wearing.

"It's a great way to connect with other people, too. You can put your own spin on characters to make them unique."

Beel isn't going to cosplay with you but he'll certainly be your hype man!

You show him your newest cosplays as you get them done and he compliments you.

He likes seeing you happy. If this makes you happy then he is happy.

He walks around conventions with you, watching you make new friends and take pictures with other people who share your interests.

A lot of people are intimidated by the fact that the Avatar of Gluttony is strolling around with you but you actually help him make new friends, too.

Belphie:

It takes him a long while to actually notice that you cosplay.

It isn't that he doesn't care about what you do, he just never really noticed. He's either sleeping or not around when you're in cosplay.

And you didn't want to bother him.

"How long have you been doing this?"

"Oh, Belphie, I thought you had a student council meeting?"

"I ditched, now answer the question."

"I've been cosplaying since before I came here to the Devildom. I cosplay here a lot but you're usually sleeping or gone."

"Did you not want to show me?"

"No, no! I just didn't want to bother you and wake you up to show you-"

"Stop that. You're never a bother to me. Nothing you do could be a bother."

You're blushing and nodding at him.

"Next time I'll wake you up.."

"Good. Don't be dumb and think you're a pest or something. I'd tell you."

Belphie is surprsingly interested in your hobby now that he knows.

No, you'll never get him to dress up, but he pays attention. He knows when you're wanting to cosplay a new character and he remembers what they're from when you make it happen.

He's very supportive in his own way.

You get him to go to one convention. Never again. He loves you but that shit is exhausting.

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boydiisaster · 3 years

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hey so the post about beel's demon marks u reblogged broke me so can i pls get some gn hcs for m/c peppering beel's burn marks w kisses??? for the soul

kissing beelzebub's burn marks

reader: gender neutral, they/them pronouns

tw/cw: talks of burns and trauma

author's note: (based off this post here) GOD that post broke me, too

You were still fuming with anger at Simeon, even after the boys got those cursed bangles off themselves. You loved Simeon, you did, but after that incident you've never spoken to him, even after he's made countless attempts to mend your broken relationship. Luke is sad you never come around anymore, and you feel bad about that, but Simeon hurt the brother's. Simeon hurt Beel, and you weren't going to be around someone who did that.

You noticed something was off with Beel as soon as it happened. How hesitant he was to even put on those angel clothes to begin with. When he looked at the outfit Simeon had outstretched to him, you could see pain and fear in his eyes. At first, you just thought he missed being an angel. But when he put on those clothes, you saw some... similarities to the jewelry he wore with the markings on his body in his demon form.

"MC?" Simeon calls to you after school, just like he always does. And just like every time, you ignore him. Luke tugs gently on Simeon's wrist, trying to get the oldest's attention.

"They'll come around eventually," he beams. "They just need time to let their anger go!"

Simeon smiles sadly down at the little angel. "I hope so," he admits. "I truly am very sorry."

You turn a corner, heading straight for the House of Lamentation. Beelzebub had said to quickly stop by his room once you got back, and you took that little "quickly" very seriously.

You grab some candy from your secret stash hidden inside your room before hurrying over to Beel's. You knock once, twice, three times, and then rustle the bag of candy in your hand.

"Beel?" you softly ask. "I'm here, just like you asked. I brought some candy with me. They're your favorite from the human realm."

"Jolly ranchers?" you hear Beel ask from inside his room.

You smile to yourself. "And Reese's Cups, and Skittles."

The door opens. You're met with a very sad Beelzebub, clad in the outfit from his demon form. Horns putrid from his fluffy orange hair, and those damned marks shine brightly against his chest, in the same shape of the jewelry he wore in his angel clothes.

You cup Beel's face with your open hand and give him a bright smile. "You wanna cuddle, Beelie?"

Beelzebub just nods before letting you all the way inside his room. Belphie was, strangely, not here. His bed was empty, messy sheets and a mountain of pillows strewn all across his side of the room. Beelzebub's was just the same, and you notice some of your plushies were lying in his bed.

So that's where Mr. Mushroom went, you think as you see your frog plush half-hidden under his pillows.

Beel clutches his hands close to his chest as he curls back up on his bed. You take it into your own hands to clean up his shared room. You make Belphie's bed, clean up the leftover food crumbs and plates you find, and finally, after you're done, cuddle up next to Beelzebub, being his big spoon.

"Beel?" you whisper. "Are you still thinking about what happened... with the bangles?"

All he can do is nod.

"Beel?" you whisper again. "Can I see them?"

The second youngest demon brother rolls over to look at you, and you suddenly fear upsetting him even more.

"It's okay if that makes you uncomfortable, I understand completely! You don't have to show them if you don't want to."

An awkward silence falls over you two. You shift beside Beel, not meeting his gaze. He sits up, pulling you with him, and slowly begins to shrug off his jacket.

"L-listen, Beel, it's perfectly okay if-" But Beel doesn't listen. His jacket lays beside him, and his shirt follows suit. Out of respect, (or embarrassment, who knows), you cover your eyes.

"MC."

"Yes?"

"Why are you covering your face?"

"You're not wearing a shirt, Beel."

"But I'm okay with you looking."

"Are you sure?"

"MC."

Beel grabs your hands and pulls them away from your face. Your fingers are so cold, and his are so warm. They engulf your own, and you're reminded of all the times the two of you have compared hand sizes.

Beel meets your eyes for a short moment before placing your hands against the markings on his chest. Scars, not markings. Large, bright red scars that stand out against his bare skin. You can only stare at them as your fingers gently trace their outlines.

"When I fell," Beel starts, watching your fingers, "I was wearing golden jewelry."

"And it burned you," you whisper.

"It burned me," Beel repeats. "And... it left these scars."

"And that's why you didn't want to wear the outfit Simeon showed you?"

Beel smiles, but it's so sad. "You're very smart, MC."

You lean closer to Beel until your lips are just barely brushing over his scars. The two of you hold your breaths, waiting for someone to do something.

"Beelzebub?"

"Yes?"

"May I kiss your scars?"

Beelzebub smiles, and it's real this time. He simply nods, and you place a chaste kiss to his scars. It starts with just one, on the very tip of the mark, but you keep going, peppering the jewelry burns with sweet, loving kisses until your gentle giant is a giggling mess. He lays back down with you on top of him, you still kissing the thing he's most insecure about. You're whispering such sweet things to him that it almost makes him cry.

Almost. He doesn't want you to be sad.

"You're beautiful, you know that?" you ask, cupping his face with both your hands.

Beel doesn't know how to respond.

"And you're so strong. I'm so sorry you had to go through that, Beelie."

Beelzebub smiles again. "MC, it's okay."

You nuzzle your face into the crook of his neck, placing one last kiss to his scars. "I love you," you mumble, half-hoping that he doesn't hear you. But he does, and he holds you tighter than he's ever held you before.

"I love you too, MC."

The two of you nod off, leaving Belphie to discover your cuddly, sleeping forms when he gets back from school. The youngest simply grabs a blanket from his bed and curls up beside you two, silently thanking you for taking care of his twin while he was away.

#soft beel hours soft beel hours soft beel hours #i hope i got his personality right hdhdhdjjdjd #beel is just so soft and sweet and i love him so much please #obey me #gender neutral reader #obey me x gn!reader #obey me x reader #beezlebub #beezlebub x mc #obey me beelzebub #obey me beel x reader #submission #ALSO I JUST REALIZED YOU PUT HEADCANONS AND NOT A WHOLE FIC I- 🥲#i hope you enjoy anyways tho hnrjrjrjejdjjdje #bee's beehive #worker!bee

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wwy009sideblog · 2 years

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Ritowa could be similar to sesskagu because Its between dog demon and incarnation but the basics is similar to another ship in Star Wars which is reylo . Both of them is about a girl kindness changing a man heart from the enemy side . The man on a redemption path because of her . Even the death scene of Riku. Both men died the same way . Actually the death scene is similar shot by shot like a copy . Though characters like Kylo and Riku usually die as redemption. Reylo ended with tragic . Ritowa had the same tragic death but Riku returned. I think there might be a reylo in sunrise and wanted to do what they wanted reylo ends with Ritowa . There’re other similar aspects between the two ships

I have no idea about Reylo, but if Sunrise copied the death scene shot by shot, then, it's really shameful that the writers have zero creativity.

Oh, and don't get me wrong Anon, I think personality vise everyone (Sesshomaru, Towa, Kagura, Riku) is different. So, if we were to gauge SessKagu and RiTowa under a microscope, they are different.

Keeping my thoughts under the cut ^^! It's a long wall of text and just my thoughts and rant, sorta.

The reason I keep calling the parallels again and again is:

1. Well, I still don't think Rin is the mother.

2. I believe if the story were to continue, Kagura is going to be in the story.

I think the kids - Towa, Setsuna, and Moroha- depict their parents, relatives, and grandparent generation's story and even relationship. Sometimes even personalities. (Not all the time though)

Through Moroha, we see a glimpse of Inuyasha's journey/story. And we have tons of similarities between her personality and Inuyasha and Kagome. Like, she and Towa carry backpack with them. Her demonic aura was compared to Toga and overall, her abilities are similar to InuKag.

Similarly, through Towa we seen so many characters being compared to her:

Kagome: for traveling from modern to feudal.

Toga: for the 'you are you' dialogue and even the being surrounded by love".

Zero: she related to Zero in S1-E23, and Riku even compares Towa's guilt to Zero's guilt. (I have some more silly comparisons of Towa and Zero, lol.)

SessKagu: RiTowa has similarities to SessKagu.

In Setsuna's case, she is very similar to Sesshomaru. She is a kuudere and isn't as talkative as her father. I think her getting dressed up by Moe, Aiya, Kagome's mom, and the lady in S2 E10 might have its own purpose. I don't think it's just to show how the outfit looks cute on her, lol.

Basically, the new generation show us glimpse of the OG cast. You can even use Hisui or Takechiyo to get more examples.

Now, we know that SessKagu's is a pairing of dog demon and an incarnation.

Here's the thing: Towa is the story's main character; we follow her journey. We see the YH world through her POV. The creators spent time to build a relationship around a dog demon hanyou and an incarnation.

They took out the time for us viewers to see that, yeah, there is a romance between these two. They spelled it for us or at least for those who might have missed it.

No one would have cared if these parallels were happening to a side character. But it happens to be Towa's story; she is the MC, so it holds a lot of weight to it.

In the story, why bother to show us viewers, that:

Dog demon girl and an incarnations feelings are mutual.

The incarnation dies tragically. His remains are buried at a similar place where Sesshomaru was mourning Kagura's death.

The incarnation was brought back to life. He is alive.

Why bother to give Towa, who is said to be Rin and Sesshomaru's daughter, a love story similar to her father's ex? I think we have to see, again, not at a microscopic level, Sesshomaru via Towa and Kagura via Riku.

I am talking about surface-level things like:

How Riku was brought back to life.

How both Towa and Riku's feelings were mutual.

We need to take a step back and see it this way:

Kagura was brought back/resurrected in a similar way Riku was.

Sesshomaru and Kagura's feelings are mutual.

Plus, Riku who has been brought back has a very similar design to Goro (a half human, half deity). Which I believe is a way to link Riku to deity/gods. (Goro is from S2-E9/10)

Similarly, Kagura would be linked to God and deities. The creators took time to explain to us about deities, and they even brought the sword of Amatsumikaboshi(God of stars) in the second last episode.

#ask #my post

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leviachaan · 4 years

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Hi! I hope you're doing great! Can I get some tall MC headcanons for the brothers? (+Diavolo if you don't mind) thank you! ❤

// I hope you are doing great as well! Thank you for the request. As a fellow tall-ish person I enjoyed writing this!💖 This is my first headcanon so I hope you like it!

Lucifer 🎲

This boi is tall like really tall.

As long as you are shorter than him, he is perfectly fine with it and won't treat you any differently.

If you are taller though, his dominance will be threatened and let me tell ya, he won't like it.

He's used in being one of the tallest creatures in the Devildom so once he witnesses a mere human looking down on him, he will flip.

He will literally refuse to tilt his chin up in the slightest.

You would be the one ducking down, no objections.

Other than that, you would be the same human that he wants needs to protect for Diavolo's sake and reputation (sure, Lucifer).

Chances are that the taller you are, the more he will feel the need to make sure you knew who's the one in charge (in more ways than one)

He won't act like it, but secretly enjoys you being able to kiss his cheek whenever you want when you two are alone.

He would feel less concerned knowing that your height gives you an advantage over some demons.

Doesn't mean he won't be after anyone that even thought of touching you though.

Also, don't ever think of making him the small spoon. Just no.

Mammon 💴

He would find it incredibly hot.

Like, this greedy man is definitely a switch so you having the capacity of putting him in his place would actually be more than fine with him.

No way in hell he would ever let you know that.

You bet he would try to put his elbow on your head no matter how tall you are.

You are the human he needs to protect and he will protect you dammit even if you have the height of a skyscraper perfectly capable of protecting yourself.

"No worries, human. THE great Mammon is here to help you" "Mammon, I can deal with it-" "DID I STUTTER"

C U D D L E H I M

Will throw a tantrum if you try to make him the small spoon, but you know well that he would melt in your arms in 0.2 seconds.

Wrap your arms around his shoulders from the back and watch him having a Windows XP error.

Leviathan 🐍

Already imagines you cosplaying as his favourite tall characters from a game or anime.

Do that and he will actually have trouble breathing

Like Lucifer, I believe he wouldn't pay too much attention to it.

Unless you use your height against him to win a game when playing together. He sure will pay attention then.

He doesn't care how tall you are, if you block his view with your legs or your body, he will tackle you.

Put. Your. Legs. On. Him.

You resting your legs on his lap while he plays a game or watches an episode would make his heart do a kaboom.

He's an affection starved boi so subtle touching as such would make him feel so safe and accepted.

He would l o v e to rub his hands up and down your legs. Not even in a kinky way, it would sooth him, but he's a shy snake boi.

Satan 📖

He genuinely wouldn't mind you being tall at all.

He's really not one to bother about appearances so I don't think he would really pay attention to your height.

He would secretly love all the forehead and cheek kisses you would sneakily plant on him.

*light blushing intensifies*

The only time he would notice the height difference is when he's caught up in one of his outbursts.

His rage demands him to assert his dominance so you being in the same level as him would threaten him in a way.

Give him a small kiss and whisper sweet words to him and watch him slowly steam off.

He loves you to death, but he is a big spoon no matter what.

Asmodeus 👛

This man will be e n t h r a l l e d.

"MC, I really like your tall legs~!" As the avatar of Lust, you probably know what's going on in his mind.

OUTFIT 👏 PLANNER 👏

This boi would have already figured out a whole closet meant to flatter your body type and height.

If you are taller than him, he will definitely be submissive to you (even more than usual).

Hold him, cuddle him, kiss him, grab him anything you want he's up for it.

He would enjoy the idea of you being able to dominate him a bit t o o much-

He would stare right into your eyes every time, if you had the same height as him. Who is the one doing the charming here?

Would happily be the small spoon, just make sure you don't break his face mask accidently, okay, love?

Beelzebub🍔

This man is a g i a n t so being taller than him is a quite unlikely.

He would love you being tall, there's so much of you to hug! The more of you, the better.

Favourite thing to do would be coming to you for a cuddle after a midnight snack.

He would put some of his snacks in one of the taller cabinets so he knows only you and him would be able to reach them 🥺

He might be a giant, but he's also your big teddy bear so he will do whatever makes you happy. Big spoon? Sure. Small spoon? You got it.

He would also be relieved that you would be able to defend yourself against some demons.

Still will follow you like a lost puppy though, because he loves you and can't lose you.

Belphegor💤

Nice, now he has a whole body pillow all to himself.

The problem is that replacing a pillow is easy, but a whole body pillow is n o t.

Will drag you with him every time he needs a nap, because he would be so used to cuddling you and now he can't sleep without you.

You don't want to walk up to his bed with him? Great, he's sleeping on you then.

He also can't find anything to replace your warmth so oops, you are his now.

Won't really mind you being tall, to be honest. If he wants to dominate you, he will even if you are built like a tree.

Would be too lazy to actually lift himself up to kiss you, if you are taller so you would have to duck down to his level.

He's the big spoon, end of the deal.

Diavolo👑

You could be 100 meters tall and this man would not look at you differently in the slightest.

You are his precious exchange student and he will make sure you are protected and cared for 24/7.

If you think you being tall will do anything to his dominance, boi you are wrong.

Even if you two had the same height, his vibe would make you feel it in your bones that he's the one in charge.

He is the prince of Devildom, yet is a real softie for you.

Piggy back rides all around his castle? Yes! Cuddling him out of nowhere? Absolutely yes! Kisses all over his face? YES! Big spoon or small spoon? Whichever makes you happy!

He would wrap his arms around you from behind and make you feel small and loved no matter what.

You can intimidate other demons, but not him, honey. If he wants you under him, you are going under him.

#obey me headcanons #obey me #obey me mammon #obey me lucifer #obey me levi #obey me leviathan #obey me belphegor #obey me beelzebub #obey me asmodeus #obey me asmo #obey me beel #obey me satan

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gtpgrima · 4 years

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For the thirst prompt how about Levi gets fucked in cosplay?

Damn, I'm not sure if I understood this right but... ( ͡⚆ ͜ʖ ͡⚆)

Leviathan x m!MC is all I can think about.

Please don't hesitate to violently shoot me with harsh criticism if this has been a disappointing read, haha!

THIRSTY PROMPT "Levi gets fucked in cosplay..."

Warnings? I like to keep it vague, really. Haha!

At first, Leviathan didn't understand why MC suddenly pulled him away from Satan's side.

They were just about to take another picture as they were (honestly) enjoying their outfits and agreed to post at least one on Devilgram.

As soon as fingernails dug in the fold of his elbow, he's convinced he's done something wrong; his mind automatically began spiraling, digesting the action as indication of something akin to disgust, disappointment, perhaps irritation.

He didn't understand when Satan's amused chuckle reached his ears, eventually volumed down and gone as he's dragged away.

He didn't understand, too, when he was shoved down the floor as soon as his bedroom door closed; his nurse's cap falling from his head and landing on his lap, he blinked thrice.

As his left stocking started to run, his face fell into a horrified frown. His skirt was particularly short, so embarrassment quickly set in when a glimpse of his bare leg came into view.

He just had to look up at MC's face and awkwardly let out a choked gasp when an extremely conflicted face met his, immediately followed by a smirk and slowly licked lips.

His face began burning as everything finally settled in his head and "O-oh..." he barely murmured.

It was such a short time until he's sprawled out on the floor trying to cover what's up and down, particularly his face - redder than the fake blood smeared on his costume, if noticed; and his legs are up and spread apart, as his torn stockings are now almost abandoning his skin, exposing more.

MC went straight to the target and brushed his palm to what's between (it's pulsating and warm), and there was an audible gasp in the room; surprised, confused, embarrassed...

"...O-okay, I'm sorry, MC...!" Leviathan whispered, covering a portion of his torso as MC proceeded to rip apart the fabric covering it.

It wasn't even a challenge as it was a considerably thin material. He must've been thinking of disposing it after a single use anyway, so he wasn't complaining about the damage. Well...

His outfit is barely recognizable now. It's as if it's been mangled in a zombie apocalypse; stockings resembling tangled threads, torn skirt (it became somewhat of a miniskirt with a high slit on a side, right up the curve of the butt) and blouse buttons scattered everywhere in the room, said top just open wide leaving his chest glistening under the lights.

It wouldn't been a nice surprise if he's somehow wearing a baby bra or whatever fancy lacy thing underneath, but the classic flash of nipples does the erotic trick. Much better, actually; they're rosy pink, cutely perking up.

"MC..." shaky squeak filled the room instead of a distant gaming BGM from his computer.

Leviathan's face burned hot, so intensely it might rival the heat of the raging sun; arguably the rest of his body did the same, and it must've all collected at the center of his loins as he started to internally visualize what could happen to him.

He can clearly imagine the scenario of him falling into a nasty booby trap of a perverted man, deprived, starved, in primal need to-

"Leviathan." a voice cut through his thoughts and brought him back to a much better reality.

MC startled him enough to leak something sticky and warm in his (his lover?) hands. It surprised them both, and he quickly crossed his arms over his head in a wild mixture of shame and panic.

"...MC...ah!" he called once more as his mouth drained dry. There was a sharp tug, and he can swear his wrists snapped from being twisted so suddenly, then harshly bound on a table's stretcher and leg; he attempted to analyze the situation but his vision left him when his cap was slapped right over his face.

Finally realizing his body almost naked and the familiar cold on his back and feet, not enough but almost if you call the remaining strings of fabric "clothing" somehow. He desperately tried to seek warmth by running his feet on MC's still clothed thighs.

"It's unfair..."

He thought, imagining how his dear lover would look when naked as if he hasn't seen it before; his most sensitive member twitched at the thought, and he felt something leave him, again - warm, wet, sticky?

"It's unfair..."

He thought, nothing's started yet he's already coming undone. He can already feel it trickle down his inner thighs and closer to his boiling slit.

MC merely smirked as his fingers began traveling in the third-born's inner thighs, poking into a familiar warm hole.

Leviathan cried that night.

(...just Leviathan in that nurse outfit had me screaming into the void. (」°ロ°)」✨)

#obey me #obey me swd #obey me shall we date #obey me leviathan #obey me leviathan x mc #obey me m!mc #obey me smut #? i guess #obey me one master to rule them all

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Squeeze that bunny tail!

Part 5 (final part)

Description: The RAD student council as well as the exchange students help out at a bar where, oops, the staff´s dress codes are those sweet bunny outfits that we all know and thirst for. The MCs, Violet and Clover, play a game of who can touch the most bunny tails over the evening without getting caught. Prepare for fluff, funny innuendos as well as my thirst over hot boys in bunny outfits.

This is the finale of this way too long "one shot". Find the prior parts here!

Story continues under the cut. You´re almost finished!!

Continuing to work at the bar for a while, Violet found a surprising guest on the other side of the counter.

“Clover! What are you doing here?"

Clover sank down on one of the chairs.

"A double shot, please" Clover joked, but probably wouldn't say no to a little refresher either.

"Tired?" Violet laughed, handing her a glass of water instead.

"Mhm..." Clover rubbed her face. "I´m slowly running out of energy... Well, how are your squeeze-points doing?"

They exchanged their data. While Violet was doing pretty well with a total of 17 points, Clover had (still) only gathered five points so far.

"Meh... I knew I'd loose" Clover mumbled.

"It's still not too late" Violet tried cheering her up. There's still plenty of time to touch Solom-"

"DONT." Clover shot her giggling friend a glare. "Look, it's not even anything personal, I just... Feel very weird inside when I imagine me walking up to Solomon like this."

Violet's smirk widened.

"You mean like... The fluttery feeling of butterflies in your stomach? Clover, could it be...?! That you lov-"

"I will eliminate you if you end this sentence."

She couldn't hide a smile at the joke, but soon Clover had to realise that her persistence to not squeeze Solomon's tail would have drastic consequences.

"You know...” Violet thought out loud at some point. "We never thought of a price for the winner of our challenge, did we?"

"... Nope."

The ideas kept processing in Violet's head. Then it hit her.

"Or maybe... Rather than thinking of a price, let's do a penalty for the loser."

Clover's eyes wandered up to meet hers, her face curling into a "I don't like where this is going" expression.

"How abooouut... The loser..." Violet began.

"Don't."

"... Has toooo..."

"Please don't."

"...Touch..."

"Why do you hate me."

"... Solomon's tail?" Violet grinned proudly.

"... You really hate me, don't you?"

"Come on, Clover" Violet cheered. "There's still time for you to score some points~!"

Clover wanted to reply something when a weird round of girly giggles caught their attention.

Around the dining tables, a group of female succubi where currently being served by Beel.

But they didn't seem to be interested in the drinks in his hand, but much rather in the man holding them. Even from the bar, the human girls could hear their excited squeals as they kept batting their eyes at the demon.

Clover's head landed on the bar counter in a depressed sigh.

"Whatever... I don't really care about the game anyway..."

In an instant, Violet's whole tone had changed.

"Clover..." She mumbled, voice soft as the patted her friend's head.

"It's been like this the whole evening" Clover grumbled, eyes pointing to the group of succubi. "I can't blame them, but... When I hear them thirsting over Beel, I…"

"Just go up to him" Violet said. "You know Beel, it's not like he'd be interested in some random demons."

The frown on Clover's face deepened. "... And in no random human, either..."

"Stop saying that. You know he likes your company. Likes you."

Clover shook her head.

"Just... Leave me, okay. Thank you, but... I'm just a little angry at myself. I also had so many chances to squeeze his tail but... Yeah..."

Violet clearly remained bothered, but Clover was quick to change the topic.

"Did you get that Luci-butt already?"

"... No" Violet cried. "He dashed away to grab Mammon, and they vanished in the staff room."

"... That's why Mammon was tied to the ceiling fan!" Clover called out. "Explains a lot."

Violet gave a nod, however continuing with her trail of thought.

"It's been quite a while, though... He should have been around the casino area, but wasn't there... And now he's on break, but, again, I have no idea where he is."

"Go search for him" Clover said. "I'll back you up here. I need something to do anyway, so... Go get your man. There's still his tail in need to be squished, right?"

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They argued a little, but in the end, Violet accepted Clover's offer and excused herself into an early break. Violet was searching through the whole club. Asking some of the brothers, too, but none could give her a clue. She wasn't able to find him anywhere, so in her desperation, she went up to Simeon.

"Hey, Simeon? Have you seen Lucifer anywhere?"

The angel turned to greet her as well.

"Hello", he smiled. "Does he have a shift right now? If not, maybe he is using the restroom."

"Hm... I've been looking for him for a while now, though..."

Simeon mustered her for a moment.

"He might also be outside to catch some fresh air" he continued his trail of thought. "But I fear he might get a cold if he stays out for too long. Would you mind taking care of him?"

"Huh?" Violet's eyes widened in surprise.

"Lucy always had a bad habit of taking too little care of himself. So, could you check on him? I am sure he would be delighted to see you."

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When Violet pulled open the heavy doors of the bar's back entrance, a head turned towards her immediately.

"Lucifer...!" she called out, looking down on the demon sitting on the stairs.

"Violet... Did something happen?"

He was already in the movement of standing up, worry spreading in his face.

"No no, everything's fine!" Violet quickly assured him. "I just came looking for you."

He stopped mid-motion, but in the end sat down again.

"Why?"

Violet bit her lip. She decided to plonk down beside him.

"I'm also on break now. I thought we could spend it together and relax a little."

She felt his gaze on her, but as soon as she turned to face him, he was looking off into the distance.

"I am pleased to hear you decided to grand me your free time" he smiled. Then, he gave a sigh.

"However... I should probably head back in soon. Someone might need my help-"

"S-stay!"

Violet impulsively grabbed Lucifer's arm before he could escape.

They stared at each other. Until Lucifer let out a breathy laugh.

"Well, if you demand my presence that much... I fear I cannot turn down a request from you."

A little silence came over them. From the side glances Violet threw him, the demon looked kind of... Odd.

"Ah... Is there something you need from me, perhaps?" Lucifer asked. "Or why is it that you want me to stay so badly?"

And from how he looked at her, his perfect attire not shattered, but shreds of exhaustion glistening in his eyes, Violet knew that he wasn't okay.

"I'm good", she replied. "I simply... Wanted to check if you're doing good, too."

Surprise crossed Lucifer's face.

"Of course" he replied. "I am used to working until late."

However, Violet kept inspecting him.

"... Are you worried about me?" he asked. She did not really answer with more than a guilty glance off to the side. "Your worry is misplaced. I am nothing out of the usual."

Violet almost gave a grumbly noise. So he wasn't going to break through his perfect face so easily, huh?

"Okay", she said, tone almost as if she didn't really care. "You know, because I feel kind of exhausted."

Lucifer was hesitating. "... Explain."

"We've been running around for hours" Violet began to list. "The music inside is rather loud, especially near the dance hall. Mammon keeps causing trouble... Well, not only him. It's always tricky dealing with an angry Satan, too, or Beel when he's hungry, or with Asmo when he's... horny..."

The demon interrupted her by giving a huff. He had seen through her plan.

"... So you've come to pity me? Do I seem that weak to you?"

"What? No!" she exclaimed. "I would never think of you as weak!"

She made a little pause. A little nervous, she stretched out her hand to link her pinky finger with his.

"But I... Also don't think it's a sign of weakness to share your exhaustion with others... Let alone to be exhausted in the first place."

His crimson eyes met hers.

"... Why would I be exhausted?" he mumbled. "Dealing with this scumbag of a brother, keeping Beel from illegally eating food supplies without paying for them... Asmo groping strangers, Satan mocking me on purpose... Levi clinging to my side, whining that he wants to go home like some toddler... Oh, did you know Belphie locked himself in one of the toilet stalls to sleep? For two whole hours?" he was waiting for her to laugh, but had to endure her worried expression. "And then there's Lord Diavolo... Mixing his own sparks of crazy into this chaos..."

Mumbling the last part, he looked down on his clothing... Or rather the places where he normally would wear some.

Then his head perked up again.

"Why should I be exhausted?" he asked again. "All that is... Nothing out of the usual..."

Violet's lips curled into a sad smile.

Now she placed his whole hand into her palms.

"You work really hard, Lucifer."

He tried a cheeky smirk. "Words of flattery won't be enough to convince..."

But Lucifer's voice trailed off.

One could even debate that his mouth fell open just a slight bit, seeing the look Violet gave him.

So warm that it truly caught him off guard...

As if admitting his defeat, Lucifer went silent.

He enjoyed how her thumb gently brushed over his hand for a while as he was taking breaths of the fresh midnight air.

Violet was patiently waiting for him until eventually, he would speak up again.

"Aren't you cold?" Lucifer asked. "Your human body surely isn't used to the temperatures of Devildom nights..."

"Huh? No, I'm fine, don't worry about me."

"Oh, surely you are..." The teasing tone in his voice was back. "And I'm sure your outfit is only helping, isn't it~?"

He shot Violet some obvious glances, leading her to instinctively cover her body in a blush.

"Like you're one to talk...!" she mumbled.

"You got me there..." he chuckled. "I would lend you a jacket if I had one, but..."

Lucifer silently gestured at the arm sleeves, shrugging in a manner of "nothin doin".

He got a laugh out of her, and his relief immediately showed on his face.

"Your smiling face will have to keep me warm, then" he said.

Violet's smile turned into a blush immediately.

"Oh~?", he smirked. "A blush is fine as well, thank you~"

Struggling, Violet turned away slightly, trying not to embarrass herself even more.

Then, she felt arms being wrapped around her.

"However, I fear I have to take responsibility for keeping you warm as well..." he murmured close to her ear. "After all, it is my fault you have to sit here..."

The girl turned, and wrapping her arms around him as well, nuzzled her face into his warm skin.

"It's not your fault", she replied softly. "I chose to come and find you."

"... I still don't understand why."

"I told you" Violet smiled. "There's nothing wrong with taking a break from time to time. And if I, in any way, can help you with that, I'd love to do so."

She heard him breathe softly as he was searching for a response.

"... Thank you", he decided to say.

She squeezed him tightly. "You're welcome."

"...Stay like this for a little longer" Lucifer asked of her when it felt as if Violet was trying to pull away.

Of course, she agreed, and so they relaxed into each other’s embrace for a little longer.

Without meaning to, over time Violet's arms were sliding down his body a little, just enough to accidentally brush over something fluffy with her fingertip.

But, oh well, who would even mind gathering points for some silly game when there was something -- or rather, someone else to focus on...

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They only parted after Lucifer's phone pulled them back into reality.

Sighing, he announced the end of their break.

"I'm glad we are closing soon..." he mumbled and helped Violet stand up. "Although, cleaning the place will probably leave us with another hour of work until we finally get to head home..."

"It will be exhausting… But we'll power through it" Violet assured, squishing his hand in encouragement.

"Yes..." Lucifer nodded.

Then, he pulled her closer one last time, wrapping one arm around her waist while looking down into her eyes.

"However... I would much appreciate it if we could keep our break a secret."

"Uhm..." the girl blinked, confused. "Sure, but may I ask why?"

"No reason in particular... I would simply ask that as a personal favour."

Then, he leaned in closer. Resting his chin on her shoulder, his hand reached to her lower back.

And Violet gave a gasp as she felt how he provocatively played with her bunny tail.

"In return, I will keep your secrets safe, too."

He pulled back, responding to her dazzled expression with a sly smirk, before passing her to open the door.

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Being the gentleman he was, Lucifer held the door open, smiling at the lady as he gestured her to step inside.

"Thank y..." Violet was about to say,

Then both of them looked inside the kitchen.

Beel stood there, together with Clover, both giggling as they snacked on some sweets.

Violet wanted to smile at the sight… But the "shit, we got caught" expression on both of their faces, paired with Lucifer's tangible anger, made her frown instead.

"... Oops" Clover and Beel pressed out, simultaneously letting go of the meringues they had in their hands.

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To understand how that situation came to existence, we should go back in time to take a look at Clover's side of the story.

She was cleaning the tables when yet another giggle pulled her out of her thoughts.

The girl felt tired, and had started to count down the minutes left until she could finally go home.

She was really done with life. And those certain giggles made it only worse. She would admit that she wasn't good with things like jealousy.

She just couldn't deal with it.

Not in a way like Mammon, for example, was expressing his tsundere feelings.

No, her way of coping was more... Self hating (like Levi I guess),

And hearing for yet another time how some hot demon girls called a certain waiter over to them drove her insane.

"Do you want to try my cake, Beel~?"

Clover flinched.

She peeked up to see how a demon caressed Beel's arm as she waited for his answer to her question.

Clover couldn't see his face, but, judging from his tone, he was wearing his usual frown.

"... I'm not allowed to eat the food we serve..."

"Oh, don't be like that..." The demon responded, loading some cake onto her fork. "It's my cake now, so I decide who gets to eat it. And I really want yooouuuu..."

She stopped, then one of her friends giggled.

"Are you going to finish that sentence?"

"It's already finished", she purred, seductively winking at Beel before leading the fork up to his face.

Beel was hesitating, for two whole seconds, before chomping down on both, cake and fork.

"Oh... Not again..." He mumbled.

The girls gave a giggle.

"Beel, you're such a beast!" The main (bitch) demon hummed. "That's no good, though... I wanted to feed you another bite, but how, without fork...?"

"Guess you´ll have to do mouth to mouth feeding...", Another chick chuckled.

And as the demon girl stood up to do exactly that, Clover stomped away impulsively.

In her fury, she didn't notice how someone was calling for her. She targeted the table in the most opposite corner possible as someone pulled her arm.

Belphie was staring at her, holding her by her wrist.

"... You're pathetic" he said.

"Thank you, tell me something I don't know yet." Clover pulled her arm out of his grip. "And, what, you've got nothing better to do then watch me be pathetic?"

Belphie blinked in surprise. “I would usually agree that it´s pretty funny to watch you get angry, but I´ve seen you be like this all night. What´s getting you this agitated?”

A deep frown spread on her face, but Clover didn´t answer. So Belphie looked back to Beel.

“Is it because of the succubi? Because of Beel?”

“… Please, leave me alone…”

She didn’t see his worried expression as Belphie was trying to figure the answer to his question.

“… Are you really this insecure?” He finally decided to ask.

As her only response was a short side glare with wet eyes, Belphie understood she wouldn´t talk about it.

“Really… Both of you can be such a pain to deal with…” Belphie breathed before leaving Clover alone.

And Clover felt even worse now.

Not only being so horrible inside, but Belphie tried to help her and she rejected it.

She fought tears as she furiously wiped the already clean table.

Pathetic. Yes, she was so pathetic. Honestly, Beel was probably in better company with those succubi than with an idiotic, childish human like her-

Clover got lifted off of the ground.

Squealing, she noticed too late how arms had wrapped around her thighs, leading her to now flail in the air in panic.

"Wh-what?!" Clover panicked.

"It's time for a break" She felt the culprit cheering into her back.

"... Beel?"

Beelzebub began to head through the local, the girl still in his arms.

"Let's go to the kitchen" he said. "Belphie just told you need a break, and I need your help with something..."

Clover gave some more confused noises, but it was impossible to move in the demon's grip anyway.

"O-okay, but... You don't have to carry me, I'm probably heavy..."

She felt him chuckle. "Heavy? I can carry you with one arm. Look!"

He stretched out his right arm to demonstrate. Beel led them into the kitchen.

The local wasn't serving any food at this late hour, so they appeared to be alone here.

"U-uhm... Beel, are you going to put me down somewhen soon, or...?"

"Yeah, soon..." he mumbled, then walked up to one of the shelves hanging on the wall. "Do you perhaps see anything on top of the shelf?"

Clover tilted her head.

"Yeah, there's a box of... What's that...? Meringues?"

Absolutely delicious meringues!"

Clover gave a little chuckle at the excitement in his voice, but her expression did a full turn when she saw the note attached to the box:

'BEEL. DO NOT EAT.'

"Could you get them for me?" Beel smiled innocently.

The girl hesitated, so Beel asked again. "Please, I can't reach them alone. The shelf is up too high."

"Well... I'm guessing someone hid them there on purpose..."

"Please, Clover... I'm so hungry..."

But as he realised she wasn't going to hand him the box that easily, he let her down to rest on the counter they had been standing in front of.

"Beel, I know you're hungry, but..." she began, however halted as she noticed how terribly tired he looked.“... Are you okay?"

The demon gave a little sigh. "No... I'm exhausted... Not like after training, but just... drained." He leaned against the counter next to her. "What about you? Aren't you tired? Have the customers been nice to you?"

"Huh? Yeah, they have."

"Good" he nodded. "We were afraid that some of the guests might harass you or Violet, but I guess Lucifer's official warning was enough to scare them off..."

Clover fiddled with her fingers.

"There was no need to worry, though. I don't think anyone would have approached us… or me, at least" she said, laughing awkwardly. "I don't have a fair share of people crushing on me like you, hahaha..."

Beel looked at her. "Good. You don't need any demons trying to seduce you. I wouldn't want you to go through a hassle like this..."

"... You don't like the attention?"

He shrugged. "Not really... But I have to be nice to them, so I tend to just ignore what they say. I won't say no to free food or extra money, but... I don't really see why they behave like this."

Clover chuckled, feeling relief at his words.

"Diavolo already said it... Good-looking staff makes more profit."

Beel blinked at her, processing her words. "... Thank you."

"Nothing to thank me for" Clover smiled shyly.

He went silent.

"No... No, there is", Beel then suddenly said, pushing himself off the counter to stand in front of her again. "I've been hit on the whole evening, but... somehow, it feels nice if you're the one to compliment me... You always make me feel nice inside. And for that, I should thank you."

He blessed her with a smile that, obviously, was directly followed by the girls' heart exploding in the love she felt for this man.

However, he still gave off odd vibes.

"...Beel?" Clover called out, seeing how he was deeply contemplating something.

"I was thinking of thanking you with some... Meringues" his smile widened.

"... Beel."

"They're supposed to be delicious! I could feed them to you... If I manage to contain myself. But I'd try really hard, because it´s for you.”

"Beel..." Clover sighed, watching as his puppy grin spread on his face more and more.

"Wouldn't that be nice to feed each other a nice treat...?" he changed into begging puppy eyes.

They stared at each other.

"Beel."

"Clover?"

"We both know you have wings, or could have simply climbed onto the counter if you wanted to get those sweets."

"... But I wanted to share them with you...?"

"We also both know how Lucifer tends to cast spells on the things that you are absolutely not allowed to eat. But those tend to apply to demons only most of the time."

Beelzebub went silent.

"What was that earlier?” Clover continued. “About you not wanting me to be lured by demons? And now, I find myself sweet-talked like this?"

His face had ultimately changed into sulking puppy mode.

"... But I... I'm... I really mean what I said…"

Clover crossed her arms.

"You're a sly demon, mister" she scolded. "And to think you'd take advantage of me like this...!" She fake cried in disbelief.

"I'm sorry..." he pouted.

Silence came over them, in which Clover fully knew that he was thinking of both, how to make it up to her AND how to achieve his goal anyway.

His idea surprised her, though.

"... Want to touch my bunny tail?"

"... Huh?"

"I've seen you and Violet do this to the others" Beel said. "I don't why, but you seemed to have fun, so..." He turned around to expose his tail. "AND I'll treat you with some of the meringues, of course", he added as he noticed Clover was seriously considering his offer.

Clover was grunting something. "Lucifer will kill us", she said.

"He doesn't have to find out."

"... You're evil..."

"Well, I AM a demon, after all" Beel laughed.

And as he teasingly wiggled his tail at her, Clover gave in to the temptation...

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"Beel... Clover... Would you care to explain what I have to look at right now...?"

Lucifer crossed his arms as he spoke.

Yeah, they were SO screwed.

"... Uhm..." Beel started to mumble while Clover felt her stomach turn in guilt.

"Beel" Lucifer called out again. "Could those be the meringues that I have personally bought and reserved for me to enjoy after work?"

"... There was no name written on it" the avatar of Gluttony said.

Lucifer pierced him with an angry stare. Then he turned towards Clover.

"And you" his tone had the girl shiver visibly. "Demons were unable to touch that box. Hence, I assume it was you who got them? AND ate them, as well?"

"I forced her to do it" Beel immediately chimed in.

"Huh?” Clover blinked in surprise. "Beel, no... I got them! And asked Beel to try them with me. It's my f-fault" she lied.

Now Beel was the one to look confused, and the two kind of drowned in a spiral of trying to protect the other one. But the ruckus only fueled Lucifer's displease.

Already stressed out, he felt like he was about to explode.

If not for Violet who kept him steady.

"Lucifer" she mumbled in a mellow voice, stroking over his arm in a calming gesture. "Don't stress yourself. They will buy you a new package."

Lucifer shot her about the same angered glare as he had done with the others, but softened as he mustered her comforting smile.

With a sigh, Lucifer stepped closer to Beel and Clover.

"... You are lucky to have Violet standing up for you..." he mumbled. "As compensation, I order three boxes of those meringues. Oh, and when we close the bar, do not expect to leave until everything is as tidy as can be."

"Y-yes, sir...!"

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Slowly (very slowly I know) but steadily, the evening came to an end...

A lot has happened, way too much to fit into this... One shot... Story... * glances at the total approximate reading time of one hour*

...Well. Let's not talk about that...

A little after 4 AM, every last customer had left the bar/ had been carried out of the dancing hall (like, a few of the most drunk ones literally had to be yeeted out of the local.)

Now everything that was left was cleaning up the local.

Lucifer took it upon himself to punish all of his brothers - and Clover - for annoying him at some point during this event. So those appeared to have an extra load of work, while he pulled Violet aside with him for some more leisure cleaning.

Around five in the morning, it seemed like the bunny crew was finally finished.

"Alright..." Barbatos mumbled, stepping out of the last hall he needed to check. "It seems we are done. All that is left is to take out the trash as we go."

"... How are we supposed to take out the trash? Mammon is still tied to the ceiling" Belphie mumbled casually.

"WHO DID YOU JUST CALL TRASH?!" Some Mammon screamed from the staff's room.

Clover mustered them in amusement, when Violet walked up to her.

"Ooooh, Clooveerrrr...." the girl hummed in a rather... Scary tone.

"... I don't like the look on your face" Clover stated in growing fear.

"You know... We still need to see who's won the challenge" Violet grinned.

Clover crossed her arms. "... Do we really need to compare?"

"Yes."

"Uggghhh..." Clover frowned. She pulled out her phone:

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Clover: Lord Diavolo? May we ask how many points you have?

Diavolo: I managed to gather 12 points, fair and square. How many do you two have?

Violet: I have 20 points in total... Although I'm not 100% sure if Lucifer noticed me earlier...

Clover: ...

* Clover has left the chatroom *

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"Violet, I don't want to do this."

Clover's friend mustered her with a smirk.

"Well..." Violet hummed. "I'm not forcing you, but... You did loose, after all..."

"Violeeet..."

"And look" she pointed at the hall in front of the dressing rooms. "He's standing there, alone, for some reason... It's fate, Clover."

Clover gave the ugliest growl.

But in the end she walked up to Solomon.

She didn't even know how to approach this. Should she try to make it sneaky, or just awkwardly ask?

Legs wobbly, Clover came to a stop behind the sorcerer, reaching out her hand in the same moment that he turned around to face her.

"Oh, hello", Solomon cheered. "Can I help you?"

She flinched backwards.

"Uuhhhh..."

Solomon gave her a confused look, but didn't get to say anything.

Coincidentally, Levi happened to walk up to them as well, wanting something from Solomon.

The human turned around as the two talked.

And finally…

Solomon's bunny tail got touched.

...

Clover escaped immediately. Avoiding any kind of interaction, at all costs.

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The last thing to do before everyone could return home was getting dressed normally again.

And everyone felt so tired that they really just wanted to hit the hay, when...

A panicked scream rang out of the stall Clover was changing in.

"... Clover?" Violet called out, already dressed normally again.

The girl gave continuous panicked noises, pressed out random “What is happening-?!”´s.

Then, all of a sudden, silence came over them.

“Cl… Clover…?” Visibly concerned, Violet was standing in front of the stall´s door, unsure what to do. As she didn´t get an answer, she was trying to open the door, but it was locked.

She had to hurry to get someone to help, and as her face screamed “we have trouble”, most of her friends came to look what was going on.

Barbatos had to help open the stalls door, and when Violet carefully pushed it open…

They saw a small, brown bunny sitting on the floor.

Its green eyes were staring up into the countless pairs of puzzled eyes as they tried to understand the situation.

Violet was the first one to move again. She slowly lowered herself, reaching out to the animal.

“Is that you… Clover?”

“HUH?!”

Half of the people there stared at the girl in disbelief.

“You´re telling me THIS is CLOVER??” Mammon asked with big eyes. Violet had picked the bunny up and stepped out of the stall to get a better look at Clover.

“What happened to her?” Beel asked, worry spread over his face.

Bunny Clover seemed to understand their words. Or at least, she suddenly turned her fluffy head, staring directly at Solomon.

And, well, the sorcerer stared back, an amused smile on his face.

"Ah... So Clover DID touch my tail, after all!"

"... What."

The whole group was now demanding answers.

Solomon chuckled, placing his gaze on Violet now. "I was waiting until one of you would finally approach me and touch my tail... But oddly, none of you seemed to have interest in touching it... I thought I had made myself an easy target, but I must have made it too obvious..."

Violet´s mouth fell open a tad bit.

"... So you really knew of our challenge?" She dared to ask.

But Solomon would only continue to laugh.

"I honestly thought my efforts would go to waste..." He mustered the bunny in her arms. "Don't worry though, the spell will wear off eventually."

"Eventually??" Levi repeated.

"Yes, in a few days or so."

"WHAT?!"

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The whole way back to the house of Lamentation, Violet had to deal with this grumpy, pissed, simply angwy bunny in her arms. Clover couldn´t speak, but the little facial expression she could give said it all.

“Hey, Cloverrr…” Violet attempted to cheer her up. “Don´t look at me like that… It was fun, wasn´t it?”

Bunny Clover snuffled grumpily.

Yeah, yeah, she thought. It´s all fun and games until it´s about Solomon.

Meanwhile, Bunny Clover had to endure how the brothers kept poking her fluffy fur or took pictures of her.

If she could, Clover would have given a big sigh.

THIS is exactly why I don't trust Solomon... Never did, never will...

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me fanfic #obey me bunny event #IT IS COMPLETED #WHY CAN I NOT WRITE SHORT STUFF THO #i hope you enjoyed this :>

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