彡Falling Asleep On The Obey Me Brother's Shoulders ⋆·˚ ༘ *🔭
⸝⸝ ((sfw // no gendered words, pronouns, or names // no "y/n" / "m/c" (but its u ! ) // gender neutral // :)
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.ᐟ𝖫𝗎𝖼𝗂𝖿𝖾𝗋
You'd fall asleep on his shoulder as he's working on some very important paper work. Just you and him, alone, in a softly lit room. He's under some pressure, but your touch calms him down. He allows it to happen, with your presence allowing him to focus better. Whenever you do wake up, he'll check in on you, asking if you slept well.
.ᐟ 𝘔𝘢𝘮𝘮𝘰𝘯
At first, he's a little shocked, but he quickly adapts. He's happy and excited at the way you fell asleep on his shoulder! He might even boast about it, feeling happy it was his shoulder and not anybody else's. He wants you to be comfortable, and will try to stay still, while also wrapping his arm around you and giving your head some soft kisses.
.ᐟ 𝖫𝖾𝗏𝗂𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇
VERY flustered. He tries to stay as still as possible. He's unsure what to do with himself, and his heart is beating very fast. Despite this, he doesn't want the environment to be uncomfortable, so he will try to ease into it, still not moving. Any electronics he was using before, he turns the volume down as to not disturb you. He hopes you feel comfortable on his shoulder. He just blushes at the sight of you on him.
.ᐟ 𝖲𝖺𝗍𝖺𝗇
You lay on him and fall asleep while he's reading to you. His heart jumps at the touch, but he quickly calms down once he realizes that you've just fallen asleep on his shoulder. It's just you, and he lowers his guard. He actually becomes defensive over you, if other's make any noise, or if anybody tries to wake you up, he will get angry with them. He wants you to sleep well with little disturbances, and will make sure of it.
.ᐟ 𝖠𝗌𝗆𝗈𝖽𝖾𝗎𝗌
Thinks you look absolutely adorable asleep on his shoulder! Your face, your breathing, your sleepy eyes, all of it he just gushes over. He admires you with a smile, and his sweet smell soothes you to sleep. He softly rubs your shoulders and massages your head, resisting the urge to just squeeze you!
.ᐟ 𝖡𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗓𝖾𝖻𝗎𝖻
He immediately feels calm, relaxing with you and just sitting there in silence with you. He may get hungry during your time together, but he doesn't want the moment to end, so he will ignore all hunger. Though, he is a little nervous about his stomach grumbling and waking you up.
.ᐟ 𝖡𝖾𝗅𝗉𝗁𝖾𝗀𝗈𝗋
You calm him down a lot, enough for him to fall asleep with you. He'll wrap his coat around the both of you and give you his pillow to rest on. He rests his head on your head, and you both sleep together for a long time. After waking up, he will want to do that some more with you! Sleeping with you is the best he's slept in a while.
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Satan: *quietly entering Mc's room in the middle of the night*
Mc: *sleeping like a log while hugging a stuffed animal of their own size*
Satan: …
Satan: *with a murderous face picks up the stuffed animal and throws it angrily against the wall*
Mc: *frowning at the lack of the stuffed animal*
Satan: *crawling into their bed and taking the stuffed animal's place*
Mc: *hugging him and smiling*
Satan: *happy angry demon noises*
In the morning
Asmo finds Satan and Mc cuddling while sleeping peacefully in an adorable position.
Asmo: … *taking out his phone and taking a picture* I found Satan, Lucifer!!! He's in Mc's room again!!!!
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omg i love your work!! if posisble, can you do a part 2 to touching their wings and stuff with the dateables or maybe other characters? thank you and take care :D
touching their tails/horns/etc. pt 2
includes: diavolo, barbatos, simeon, mephisto, raphael x/& gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned)
wc: .5k | rated t | m.list | pt 1
a/n: i took a lot of creative liberties with this one, either because their forms haven't been revealed or just because i wanted to so just assume most of this is not canon at all lol
please reblog and like <33
➳ diavolo laughs as you poke at the gilded ends of his wings, taking in the intricate design. “it’s real gold,” he says before you can ask, gesturing to the tips of his horns, “as are these. it’s a birth present to children of our family, laced with magic that let’s it grow and change along with is. it’s a symbol of our wealth, our status.” you reach up to touch his horns, and he leans into your touch, happy to let you explore as you wish. “sometimes i think they’re a bit much, and then i remember who i am,” he continues, and you chuckle, making him laugh again too.
➳ barbatos’ tail twitches as you run your hand along it, obviously surprised by the texture. “that feels good,” he says mildly, and you give him a grin, twisting the end of each forked part between your fingers gently. if it keeps you occupied he’s happy to let you play with his tail for as long as you want. only because of that, obviously. not because he can’t remember the last time, if ever, someone’s touched him like this. or because your touch is soothing something inside of him he hadn’t known needed soothed.
➳ mephisto bows his head for you, letting you feel over the nubs where his horns should have been. “they never grew in quite properly,” he explains, sighing as you scratch gently at his scalp around them, “which is why i don’t often reveal my demon form. it’s a bit embarrassing, isn’t it? of course, my parents offered to have false horns inset, and lord diavolo knows we had the money for it, but, well, that just sounded like a bother.” you press your fingers to hs head, eyes steady, and he’s glad to see you’re not thinking of him any differently.
➳ raphael unfurls his wings, and you catch your breath. he’s often been told that his wings are beautiful, richly colored like a peacock’s, and your reaction goes on to support that opinion. “you can touch, if you’d like,” he offers, and you don’t hesitate, burying your fingers in the downy feathers near where they connect to his back. his head falls back, and a quiet peace goes over the two of you as you stroke your way from base to wing tip, then back, soothing actions putting him on the verge of sleep.
➳ simeon wakes up to the feel of your touch on his wing, soft and hesitant. sometime during the night, he’d transformed into his angel form, wings splayed out and over the bed, almost covering the whole thing in their enormity. they certainly cover you, like a warm, live, down blanket. he twitches instinctively, and you pull your hands back. “no, no,” he says sleepily, “you can keep going. it feels good when you touch me.” he sees you smile and smiles too, even though he’s already being lured back into sleep by your soft strokes across the top of his wing, where the feathers are smooth and packed together.
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