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freyyzu · 1 year

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i do not know if you are taking requests or not ,, so im sorry for requesting if you are not and just ignore this please 😭💗💗💗

but if you are,,is it possible to have the demon brothers finding a breath taking sculpture of them in mcs room made by their hands ( sculptors are just *chefs kiss* ) maybe the bros weren't sure about confessing but this was the final straw?

SCULPTURES

There's a sculpture sitting on your desk and it looks an awful lot like him.

a/n; sorry this took me ages anon, i have no excuse aksjdh though, i was unsatisfied with how i wrote this so i had to restart like four times...

Lucifer is taken aback

throughout all his years of living he’s seen many portraits and sculptures of the like that try to replicate his beauty. many failed, many succeeded, and he can say for certain as he looks at the one atop your desk right now, that you have succeeded.

maybe it’s the lovesick part of him talking, perhaps he was just in awe at how incredibly skilled you are at your hobby, but there’s no denying the fact that his heartbeat has sped up and that he was more entranced by your work of him than he ever has been with the delicately crafted portraits from the celestial realm.

lucifer had always been on the fence about his feelings. he had many responsibilities under his belt, and there were other factors at play — excuses, every single one of them. perhaps finding your sculpture was just the thing he needed as the final push to tell you how he feels already.

Mammon feels his brain stop working

as soon as he spots the sculpture of him just plainly in the middle of your desk he gets mildly annoyed. of course he knew you were working on something, but never did he think it was going to be him.

it’s pretty. he’s never been a person to really care for the fine arts but when it’s of him, and when it was carefully and so meticulously crafted by you of all people, he can’t help but admire it more. a part of him wonders why you didn’t just ask for him to be your model — it’s literally his job! and then it hits him.

he’s a mess for the next couple days every time he runs into you. his ears are red, and he stutters over the most basic of words until eventually he just lets it out that he had found your sculpture of him when he came to visit and it was making him embarrassed because he’s been in love with you for so long and now you just had to go and make it worse. don’t tell him you left it out on purpose, he’s sure to blow a fuse.

Leviathan near breaks it

it wasn’t on purpose! and he catches it just as it’s about to fall, so crisis avoided! but now there’s another problem, and that’s him. him - who is so red in the face he fears he might actually explode within the next few seconds.

levi’s love for figurines is practically unmatched, meaning when he found out about your skills he was over the moon in learning more about it, maybe commission something from you… but he certainly didn’t expect you to sculpt him of all people! he carefully places the stone back on the table exactly where he finds it and scampers out of your room faster than one could blink.

don’t come into his room for the next year, normie! he means it! because if you come in then he’s going to for sure say something he’ll regret if you don’t feel the same way. maybe… you should help him a little bit with that?

Satan is at a loss for words

there are a number of things that he could say right now to vocalize his amazement at your skill and how deeply touched he feels, but all the words that he wants to say seemingly die in his throat.

he can’t help but admire your work forlonger than necessary, the fear that you might come back and see that he had found your work be damned. in fact, he would prefer that you came back in at that moment so he could tell you straight away what amazing work you’ve done.

he grabs your hand the next time you have alone time together. a smile graces his lips, casually brining up just how you really outdid yourself this time with your new piece. the flush that paints your cheeks is enough to make him spill his feelings right then and there.

Asmodeus can’t help but swoon

the curl of his bangs, the length of his nails, the flutter of his lashes — somehow you’ve managed to capture it all in your sculpture. he can’t even imagine how much time and effort (not to mention skill) this must have taken you, and he wants nothing more than to tell you just how fantastic of a job you’ve done!

it was entirely accidental that he had seen the sculpture, but then again it was hard to miss when it was just smack in the middle of your desk. with his curiosity piqued, asmo gives it a glance and immediately gasps upon seeing a beautifully constructed pose of him carved out in stone.

he doesn’t hide the fact that he saw your ‘little’ project at all. the next time you’re in your room he barges in with glee to smother you with appreciation, his confession spilling out the middle of it all. would you like to get a live look at all the features you couldn’t craft by memory? he’ll let you see those and more if you’re up for it.

Beelzebub thought you got it commissioned

unlike the rest of the brothers, he doesn’t come into your room often without permission, and unless you mention that you have a hobby in sculpting it doesn’t cross his mind at all that you’re the person who crafted it. it’s only when he sees the tools neatly tucked away in a corner does it really settle in that you’re the artist.

art isn’t something that has a place in beel’s heart, but even he can admire how much time you’ve put into this. there were days where you hadn’t shown up on time for breakfast and other times where you completely skipped dinner. He was worried about whether or not you were getting enough energy, but at least now he knew the reason behind it all.

his confession is purely accidental. he finds you the next day to tell you he hopes that now that you’re done with your sculpture that you’ll stop skipping meals. he likes you too much to see you possibly faint because of him. oh, and of course he appreciates that you care for him so much you would even sculpt him! it was really well done.

Belphegor thinks his eyes are deceiving him

he comes by your room practically every other day for a nap when the attic just isn’t doing it anymore, so how had he never noticed that you were making something like this?

his finger traces the grooves of the structure, admiring how there were no nicks or rough areas, all while trying to wrap his head around that fact that it was really him. it takes him a bit to remember you could come back any time now, so he makes himself comfortable on your bed as he always does.

when you do come back to your room a while later he invites you to cuddle like he hadn’t just walked in to the surprise you were planning to give him. that doesn’t matter though, if you want to sculpt him more after this he’s all the more willing to let you as long as you tell him why you picked him of all people. he thinks the look that crosses your face is adorable.

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signedkoko · 5 months

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Mammon and either a Female or GN reader are in a relationship, and Reader has nightmares often.

Normally Reader is good at hiding it from Mammon if he notices something off, shrugging it as them being tired because they love him, but they think he's too greedy to really care about them that deeply- but he DOES care, and he learns about their nightmares one night during a particularly bad one where Reader wakes up screaming.

Mammon does his best to actually comfort them even if he's shit at it/not used to it, asking why Reader never told him about this and they reveal they thought he wouldn't care and the hidden caring side of Mammon comes out?

Pls.

Mammon X GN!Reader [Comfort]

In which you suffer from night terrors, and despite hiding it from Mammon he finds out.

Often times, when one has night terrors they will have a harder time staying still in bed

Though, this can easily be tossed away as someone being a messy sleeper, which is what you always told Mammon when he'd joke about having you web you up to keep you still

And preferably not attacking him in your sleep

He was always lighthearted or dismissive about it, so you assumed you could get away with just that

Even if these nightmares bothered you, and often left you restless, you'd rather that than bother him with something so childish

But sometimes they were way worse than you could have imagined, and on one particular evening you seemed to erupt

A fit of hysterical screaming and crying woke Mammon up before you did, and it took several tries of him trying to shake you awake before your eyes finally opened

" Fuck! D'ya need a hospital or somethin? "

He was probably yelling as loudly as you were, but mostly because he assumed you were shot or something

I mean hey, who wouldn't try to attack one of the sins? He was always worrying your affiliation with him could possibly lead to your death, amongst other things

A quick scan of every single inch of you told him you weren't physically harmed, but the bags under your eyes were getting darker by the days and he couldn't help but prod

" It's nothing, I didn't mean to wake you. "

" Bloody hard to sleep through that! Just tell me what's wrong! "

Mammon never gave a shit about anyone but himself, or that's the impression many get

But you've been a real turning point for him, he almost treats you like an extension of his own being

He is short tempered though, so he pretty much forces you into revealing what's troubling your sleep, and why you've never mentioned it before

Mammon gets very huffy when you say it seems like he doesn't care, but give him a moment and he will start grumbling apologies and trying to say that he does care

" Well, y'know, you're mine n shit. Take care of what's yours, right? Just tell me this shit! "

Closest you'll get to him being sweet

Author's Note - Went for headcanons since it was not specified! Thank you for requesting!!

#koko writez #hazbin hotel #helluva boss #hazbin hotel x reader #helluva boss x reader #reader insert #x reader #mammon #mammon x reader

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d34dlysinner · 6 months

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Ohh then if you don't mind can i request some wedding day headcanons for Satan and Mammon? Sfw and nsfw too if you don't mind? Thank you! And please take your time!

(sure!)

MINORS DNI

Warning: spoilers main story chat 6

Satan:

Your wedding day was almost like some weird fantasy like quest. First of all Satan proposed six times, to which you had to say "yes" each time so the wedding could continue. This stage of the wedding and proposal part went easy and quick.

The actual wedding, which lasts six days, was the part that felt long. Of course humans have one wedding day which at times can already feel overstimulating, but six days where you had to do different thing on each day such as: Kissing the ass instead of the lips, solving 66 riddles from 66 demons you're close to. It was all a lot.

But the traditions aside, Satan was amazing each step of the ceremony. He helped you and even guided you when you were unsure of what to do. He was very patient during the first 6 days. He gave you a lot of compliments on your wedding attire and he himself didn't look bad either.

This soft attitude continued until it was time for the honeymoon. Let's say that he was at his limit and needed to have you that exact moment. He wasted no time shredding your attire and latching his lips onto your skin. His hot tongue touched every sensitive place on your body. You could feel him grinding against you as he started to unbuckle his belt.

"The wedding may have taken a short 6 days, but I promise you that our honeymoon will feel endless.", he says as he prepares your hole with his fingers. What he meant with his words didn't necessarily mean that he would have sex with you for eternity. He knows you have limits. He meant that he'll make you feel special every day as best as he can, just like during your wedding and honeymoon. To him, you were the most important thing of the days and soon the most important person during your entire marriage.

Mammon:

Marrying him meant that there was going to be a HUGE celebration.

As the king of greed he needs everyone present for the wedding.

The preparations to the wedding were all done by demons who atleast understood the Tartaros culture.

Mammon assigned a few demons to help you for the wedding. This meant that they'll pick out an attire (or actually multiple attires) for the wedding.

He wanted to show you off. He did this by dressing you in gold and other expensive accessories. It could go extreme to the point that the attire would actually weigh too much for you. At that point he'll take little bits of the load of you.

"It's our wedding day... We should be the main focus the entire time.", he says as he wanted you to look and feel like royalty. He wanted others to know just by looking at you, that you were taken by this powerful king.

The venue was like every building, decorated in gold. There were golden seats, gold food, gold lights. Everything was gold.

The ceremony went smoothly as there weren't as many steps for the ceremony. The reception definitely lasted way longer than the ceremony. Everyone was celebrating and Mammon was stuck at your side 24/7. Since you're each others possession he wants others to see and acknowledge this fact.

After the wedding and during the honeymoon you could feel your that your ass was slightly sensitive. Mostly, because Mammon couldn't keep his hands of you during the wedding.

He would apologise about that. Soon after he'll initiate some love making with kisses and hugs. He was very soft and very slow. He may have been patient during the entire ceremony, but right now he was going agonisingly slow with you. It was as if he wanted every nook and cranny, every mole, scar or anything on your body memorised by heart.

His big hands touched every sensitive part on your body. He kissed your lips so softly as if he could've hurt you. His hands travelled lower to your hole as he took his time preparing you. He didn't want you to get hurt after all. While taking him in he'll whisper sweet compliments in your ear while placing more kisses on your face.

"I have always been yours. I'm proud to finally call you mine too..."

#whb #what in hell is bad #what in “hell” is bad?#whb asks #whb satan #whb mammon

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kakuryuminn · 11 months

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Hi! I love reading all of your Mammon angst stories! Each one of them is beautiful and so sad and I love it! I was wondering if you could do a story with Lucifer accidentally hurting/killing Mammon in a fit of uncontrolled rage then realizing what he did. If you’re busy with other things and/or don’t want to write this, then it’s perfectly fine. Everything you make is glorious regardless! Thank you for listening!

Hello! Sorry it took quite a while. I just opened my tumblr hehe. And of course! I'll do it. I have been pretty bored lately and experiencing writers block so, this would be a nice warmup! Thank you for loving my fics<333

Ps: short as fuck and not many details in it. Hope you guys enjoy!

UNINTENTIONAL

Tw: Violence, Blood, life and death situation, comatose, trauma

Lucifer, the avatar of pride, the eldest of the seven, glared at the lower rank demons that are on his way.

His red eyes glowing fiercely, as he balled his hands in a fist. He walked at the hallway, every step he took made a cracking sound at the wooden floor.

He don't want to see anyone right now. Whether it may be one of his brothers, one of his closest friends, he wants to be completely alone in this moment.

Because lucifer doesn't know, when or where he will lose his temper and lash out at some random stranger. Or worse, kill them with his rage.

"But this will be a complete fail!" A noble shouted as they slammed their hands onto the table, making some of the teacups shake.

"Please do not worry about the outcome, for lucifer, my right hand demon will be incharge of this business." Diavolo smiled reassuringly at the demon. Lucifer could tell that the demon prince is getting impatient by the constant questions about this project they are proposing.

"Hah!" The demon scoffed, jamming a finger at lucifer and turning to the others with a mocking smile. "Have you gone mad, prince?! This is the same person who ruined our first project!"

Lucifer's brows knitted in annoyance. He decided to speak and put this annoying fucker on his place. "Excuse me? Weren't you the one who begged me to give you the first project? And what did you do to the fund we raised? Spent it on useless things saying it could help our project." He took a sip of his tea and glanced at diavolo, checking if he is going to stop lucifer.

Seeing as he didn't, lucifer continued. "It didn't help and just ruined our project completely. We didn't even sue you. So who do you think you are accusing?"

The noble shut his mouth and sat down, grumbling things under his breath.

Half an hour had passed, and they were all dismissed from the meeting.

Lucifer walked through the palace corridors. He turned, but stopped when he heard familiar voices.

"I mean, how can prince diavolo make that fallen angel his right hand?!"

Lucifer halts.

"Yes! I mean, a fallen angel as his right hand? Ugh, it feels like he's belittling us."

Lucifer glared.

"I mean, can't you see his brothers also?" The demons snickered. One that made lucifer feel anger.

"No wonder they couldn't save their pathetic sister from her tragic love story!!" They all laughed out loud, and Lucifer's eyes darkened.

This was the last straw.

He flung the door open, the demons inside flinching and turning to him in a snap. All fearful of the demon in front of them.

Lucifer stood at the middle, wings flapped open as he looked at them one by one. If a glare can kill, lucifer will have to deal with a bloody aftermath.

"...!"

Lucifer dashed so fast and lifted his fists, but before his punch can hit the demons face, someone had pulled the noble demon to the side, causing for lucifer to punch the wall and made a huge hole that would take days to renovate.

"You-!" Lucifer was about to attack again, but he was held back by diavolo, who ordered him to back out and follow him.

It took them a hard time to get lucifer to go outside of the castle because he was lashing and cursing like crazy. He curses everyone who laughed at his brothers. He curses everyone who laughed at his sister.

He want them dead.

Diavolo opened the door to his car, lucifer came out, fists clenched hard that it wouldn't surprise diavolo if there's blood that's dripping. He glared at the doorframe to his home.

Driven by anger, lucifer walked towards their house without bidding goodbye to the butler and the demon prince. He slammed the door open, walls that surrounds the door cracked. He walked inside, and shut the door so loudly diavolo swear he heard the handle broke.

Lucifer could hear a few steps. He looked up the stairs, and glared at the demon(s).

Asmodeus, beelzebub, satan, belphegor, and levi were all huddled, staring at him. Some were nervous, one is amused, and some were worried.

Lucifer walked at the opposite stair, not breaking eye contact with his brothers. He stopped when he reached the top, and scanned all of them. Levi flinched when he saw a chuck of the railing fall.

"Mammon. Where is he?" Lucifer asked, anger obvious in his voice. He waited for them to answer, but he was out of patience. Lucifer gripped the rails, and threw a big chunk at their direction. Don't worry, he purposely let it miss.

"Woah!" Satan exclaimed, because it almost hit him. "What the actual fuck?" He said, turning to his demon form. "What the hell is up your ass this time?!"

"Satan-"

"Mammon. Where is he?" Lucifer repeated again. This time, with his demon form out too. "I won't repeat again. Where's that bastard?" He asked, again.

Now, the others thought that mammon was the reason of lucifers anger. Satan let out an annoyed 'tch' before turning to his original form. He crossed his arms, it seems like noone is willing to speak so he'll do it instead.

"That scumbag is working right now—"

Satan stopped talking when the door creaked open, and mammon walked in, sweaty and obviously tired.

"—Speaking of the demon, tadah." Satan scoffed and motioned his hands as if presenting a very treasured gift.

Mammon looked at them, eyes half lidded. He smiled tiredly. "Somethin' wrong?" He asked, voice hoarse.

Beelzebub looked at him in worry before giving him a mouthed 'goodluck'. The glutton demon dragged belphegor to their room despite his protests. Well, belphegor just wanted to insult his second eldest brother. Asmodeus followed suit, mumbling under his breath about his beauty sleep being interrupted. Levi dashed to his room in a hurry, after smirking at mammon. A mocking one.

Satan leaned in on the rails, looking at lucifer. The eldest is glaring daggers at mammon. Satan looked at mammon, and frowned when he looked so confused.

"Just a reminder, I'll be reading my favourite book so don't scream too loud." Satan warned, showing the book in his hands. "Or I'll shut you up enternally."

With that, satan walked out of the scene and mammon could hear the door opening and being slammed closed. Mammon sighed. What could he possibly did this time?

Mammon, despite not knowing what he did wrong, lifted both of his arms and closed his eyes. "Look, Im' one minute late to the curfew, and i aint' doin' anythin' this past few days. I don't know what ya want from me, but i sincerely just wanna' rest so can you please postpone the punishment til' tomorrow?" When all he received was silence, mammon opened his left eye to peak and oh boy how he almost pissed his pants.

There was lucifer, marching down with both his fist clenched and wings spread widely, mammon could hear a low growl.

The avatar of greed gulped.

"Y-yer scarin' me right now, luci..." He stepped backwards, his hands searching for the knob hurriedly, while glancing at his walking brother. He was marching and mammon felt like it was death coming to him.

"Fuck, where the hell—" He turned around, horror in his eyes when he found out the knob was broken and the door was locked because of magic.

Just as mammon turned his head to face lucifer, a harsh punch landed on his face and he screamed.

Satan gripped his book, his breath hitching when he heard another scream of pain. He sighed, flipping another page as he tried to ignore the countless screams of mammon for lucifer to stop.

He could hear crashing of things, and harsh coughing of mammon. He couldn't hear lucifer speak, though. He just heard kicking and he felt the eldest's power on and off.

"...just what did mammon do this time..." He said, worry lacing his voice. He sighed, flipping yet another page.

The screaming went on for hours and satan could swear he couldn't understand what he was he even reading. He slammed his book close and placed it on top of his desk.

He brought his hands to his face, a sigh of exhaustion and worry evident.

...

The screaming stopped.

Satan peaked from his fingers, staring at the ceiling. Is it over?

Satan stood up and opened his door with courage, but he halts when he heard an agonizing scream. A scream that didn't belong to the second oldest.

Satan ran.

Lucifer continued kicking the noble demons body, stepping on it's stomach and grinning when he heard it scream and wail.

You son of a bitch. Do you think you could talk to my family like that?

And finally, with one final kick to the stomach, the demon stopped screaming. The cries and begging for him to stop all vanished on thin air.

Lucifer breathed a heavy breath, backing away. He looked at his masterpiece, grinning like a maniac.

The black [white] hair of the demon was now messy. His green [blue] eyes now painted in a dull color, and his once graceful skin covered with his very own blood.

Lucifer's vision starts to blur, the anger inside him subsiding as his vision become clearer and clearer by the second that pass.

His breathing became stable, and he felt like it was his first time knowing who he was, why was he here.

Lucifer looked down at the blood in his hands and clothes, and to the demon he had just beat up.

His vision became cleared.

The black hair was replaced by white.

That made lucifer widen his eyes in fear and horror. With trembling legs, he stepped forward, and forward...

"...!"

There, in a pool of blood, lay mammon. Almost lifeless. His eyes opened wide, eyes becoming dull and tears flowed through them uncontrollably. Mammon's left hand at his stomach, his right hand bent in directions that made lucifer want to rip out his head and scream his lungs out.

Mammon coughed, weakly. Blood came out of his mouth, as his pupils barely moved. His gaze landed on lucifer.

"...L...c....fer-" He coughed again. Lucifer couldn't move. "W....y...?" Coughed blood. Again. "W...hy...ou...d...yo....do...is...?"

Lucifer fell to his knees, he dragged himself to mammon's side. "I-" I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do this, I'm sorry mammon.

With a final cough, mammon's vision turned black.

Lucifer shook him. Again, and again. He did not respond. Did not flinch. Did not breath.

And so,

Lucifer screamed.

The house of lamentation became quiet after that very same night. If one was to walk past the house, they would think that the seven avatars that lived there vanished to thin air.

Inside the house, through the quiet corridors, through the doors to the demons rooms, there lay mammon. Not moving, not waking up, not doing anything.

His body covered in stitches and bandages. An oxygen tank on his side that was probably the only reason he was alive.

Syringes on the table, wet towels, wet tissues in the trash can.

Outside of that room, six demons lay on their own beds, doing nothing but coping.

Doing everything they could ever do to forget this ever happened in their family.

To forget that mammon may die at any second and they wouldn't get to apologize. HE wouldn't get to apologize.

This went on for days. Days eventually turning into weeks, and weeks turning into months.

When mammon woke up, they all rushed to him. The five of them rushed to his side, asking if he was okay. But the avatar did not answer any of their questions. He only stared blankly at the wall infront of him, mouth slightly agape as he stared at it in horror. He didn't speak for a few months. And when he did speak, the only thing that came out of his mouth was a terrified scream as a familiar black hair and red eyed demon entered the room.

#mammon #mammon angst #obey me shall we date #obey me #obey me angst #obey me mammon #lucifer #lucifer angst #lucifer obey me #mammon im so sorry #satan obey me #I can't with myself anymore #leviathan #om! leviathan #om lucifer #om! asmodeus #om! belphegor #om! beelzebub #might kms

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demonlovingsheep · 9 months

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Let’s be real, dating ANY of the brothers IRL is going to be a struggle. Some more than others, but still will get you to rip your hair out due to frustrations.

Lucifer: He is the type to be hella busy due to his work. He is swamped with paperwork and his student council meeting that he doesn’t have much time to spend with you. Also being his partner, people’s expectations of you are also high. Imagine you tripped on a rock in the middle of the street, next day on social media everyone is going to talk about how “Lucifer’s partner tripped on a rock. How can he be with such a klutz. He deserves better.” While Lucifer doesn’t care about what other says because you are perfect for him, and even find those people who is quacking behind the screen, it will get to you that you would crack.

Mammon: Oh boy this one is a doozy. Yeah he is sweet from time to time, buying you sweets, flowers, and accessories from time to time and calls you the only one for him, his baby boo. Yeah your also the only one to bust him out of jail due to his crime. Good luck carrying his debt too, he got debt collectors knocking at his door getting him to cough up the money. All the more he is gonna continue to spend, and your house is going to be filled with items that might look pretty as decorations, but no other use what do ever. Oh and where did that 20 dollar bill in your wallet go? Also isn’t this your 40th time apologizing on his behalf for the problem he caused? Oh but it will be alright as Mammon give you his adorable puppy eye and all is forgiven.

Leviathan: This is the 125235th time you heard the Hana Ruri opening song. You have so many game accounts on games that you practically have no interest in but he begged you to login daily so that he could get his rewards and stuff. He rambles a lot about the newest anime or idol concert. You try to add your two bits but he keeps talking over you. If you show little interest, he will sulk thinking that of course you wouldn’t want to listen to him since he is a gross otaku. This in term will make you feel guilty and trying assure him that he ain’t. You have to do a lot of assuring, he gets jealous of so many things and cry, you’re the one with pants in this relationship. He also spend a lot of time in his room to do a game marathon that he doesn’t keeps up with his meals and have bad hygiene. It’s your job to tell him to go touch some grass. Even though his money managing skills is slightly better than Mammon, it still doesn’t prevent him from spending a ton on an ultra rare Hana Ruri card or figurine. Also you might feel jealous over his goldfish Henry.

Satan: He has poor organization skills, just look at the piles of dusty books in his room. If you ask him about it, he’ll just say that it’s how he likes it. You have to be the one to pull him away from arguments so that nothing escalates. You also don’t know where his boundaries are. He could be fine when you poke his chest or face, put will get a mad if you poke his arm or head. We all know one boundary that you should never cross which is comparing him to. However he always overthink your words, thinking you did compared him to that bastard when you just trying to give him a compliment. Pray to Diavolo that there is a cat somewhere around you. He might be calm and collective, but that can go from 0 to 100 real quick. I hope you don’t fear yelling.

Asmodeus: It’s always about him sweetie. See that photo you took at the beach the other day. He looks absolutely gorgeous under the sun’s rays. Oh you look great too daring, but not as much as him. Every time you go out with him, he will take a hour to get prepared. He will bring you to so many clothing shops and jewelry shops to try out so many items that you spent the whole entire day there. Yeah it may be fun to try out new clothings, but having to pick out outfits, heading to the fitting room to put the outfit on, stepping out for him to make a judgement, head back to the dressing room to undress, and the cycle repeats itself for like the hundredth time. After your done, good luck carrying the bags of clothes him because his figure isn’t made to carry all that heavy stuff. It’s bad for the skin. Also you can never really correct problems he caused, he always blames it on because he is too beautiful and not really getting your point. Then there are his fans who is constantly going up to him, begging for a selfie and his attention. In a club, he is going to be dragged away by his fans leaving you behind with some of them and they sneer at you or pick on your appearance. They don’t think your right for him, and will tear your self-esteem apart with every flaw you have. You never know if he truly loves you sometimes.

Beelzebub: The main problem is his hunger, which he can’t control. You try to be understanding, but having to stock the fridge for it to be emptied the very next day can really tick you off. Like you wake up one morning excited for bacon and eggs, but it’s all gone. There is not even ice cubes for you to munch on. Oh well guess you just have to order take out, but make sure to get 100 large supreme pizza please. Total: $1,672, +tip and tax. Oh and don’t forget to do groceries in the afternoon too. Good news is that he comes with you so you don’t have to carry it all, bad news is that he keeps eating the ingredients in the bag and he made you visit many food stands along the way. Rip you’re wallet. You’re also kicked out of many restaurants due to Beel bankrupting the store for eating too much, and getting angry that he isn’t allowed to order more. Also, where did that expensive golden truffle chocolate, or that new flavored newt chip that you were looking forward to eat?

Belphegor: Being lazy is a cute trait but not a useful trait, the floor isn’t going to clean itself. He always 30 minutes late on the times you agree to meet up because he overslept. He’ll fall asleep any place any time. Belphie we’re riding a roller coaster, don’t fall asleep.. ahh he is out like a light. It’s your duty to wake him up while the staff and other people in line yelling at you and him to get off already. Yeah if only you can wake him up. It’s embarrassing but at least it’s not a dangerous situation like the time he fell asleep during lab and your cauldron starts bubbling like crazy! Also he is only wide awake for 8 hours a day, and sleep the other hours away. He also likes to annoy you on purpose just to get a rise out of you for the fun of it. Nothing too serious, but it does get annoying.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me belphegor #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me lucifer #obey me asmodeus #obey me satan #obey me beelzebub #obey me headcanons #obey me nightbringer #obey me dating sim

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blues824 · 2 years

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wait do you still accept requests for obey me?? if so, can i request the brothers with riddle s/o?? y'know like his personality and also the overblot. i kin riddle. 😔 thank u. <3

I do write for Obey Me, as well as a list of other Fandoms. I should probably update the list, tho.

However, as of now, I am not accepting any more requests until August 20th because I will be adjusting my schedule to accommodate my writing and my schoolwork.

Lucifer

It is purely comical how short you are compared to him and his brothers. He would be one of the ones to tease you about your height, and you would get mad. It was a lot like how he called Luke a dog or a Chihuahua (fun fact, I have a German Taco dog myself!)

He understands your strong desire to maintain order within the household, however it has been proven to be more than difficult. You would not let this stand, and you’re always looking for a challenge anyway. Every time any of the brothers broke a rule of the House of Lamentation, you would collar them.

He gets a bit concerned whenever you dive very deep into your studies and limit yourself to certain activities. You would rather stay in and study for a test that isn’t for another 2 months rather than go out to dinner with him. Some days, he would drag you to Hell’s Kitchen and just not give you a choice.

When he asks about why you’re so dedicated to the rules, you tell him about the one time where you went against your mother’s commands and got in really bad trouble for it. The free study time you had was immediately revoked and she watched you like a hawk.

After a few months, you just can’t take it anymore. You are done with how your hard work never gets noticed or how the brothers keep breaking the rules. You were just so tired. So, it led to your inevitable overblot.

No one knows what’s going on, all they know is that you are covered in ink and you have what seems like a monster trailing behind you. No one knows… except Lucifer. You see, he had asked a bunch of questions about where you’re from and you told him about overblot and how it works. He (rather easily) defeats you and you are lying unconscious. He carries you to your room where you can rest until you wake up.

When you do, you tell him about how you were raised in such a toxic household. Your parents never got along and your mother was just horrible… probably worse than the Red Queen herself. As Lucifer listened to you, he was growing angrier that you had to endure such pain in your life.

Mammon

How in the hell did you agree to go out with this man?! Did you gain an attraction to rule breakers or something? As you can probably already tell, your personalities are going to clash… but you really took the whole “opposites attract” thing seriously.

He’s the main source of the chaos in the House of Lamentation. He’s the headache that keeps coming and going every time he walks in and out of the room you’re in. He has been beheaded so many times it’s not funny anymore.

He acts attention starved whenever you are studying. He will drape himself over your lap to get your attention. Sad golden retriever energy right here. Whenever you decline a date and choose books over him, he will get upset.

He definitely asks why you aren’t paying attention to him and out of exasperation you spilled the tea. You told him that the one time you slacked off, you got in a lot of trouble for it and you would never make that mistake again. He was sad that you called hanging out with him a ‘mistake’.

After a few months of him following you around like a lost puppy while also tending to the other brothers (and by tending to, I mean collaring). You eventually snapped and started cackling out of nowhere. Ink started pouring from your mouth and started covering your skin. The brothers were all in shock as your voice had another accompanying it. It looked like a creature was dragging on behind you as well.

You became aggressive, causing the brothers to turn into their demon forms. You were destroying the garden as well as some of the house. He then remembers that this is life-threatening for you. Your body wasn’t meant to withstand the raw negative energy surging through you.

After tiring you out, you eventually pass out. He volunteers to carry you to your room, where he waits by your bedside until you wake up. When you do, you tell him about the borderline abuse you went through growing up. Mammon made a vow that he tries his hardest to keep: to make sure you never have to go through anything like that again.

Leviathan

He wouldn’t comment on your height. He likes you too much, he can barely talk to you normally. How do you expect him to tease you about something out of your control? However, he will still be poking fun at Luke… unless you tell him to stop.

He usually doesn’t cause as much chaos, considering he’s locked up in his room. You understand that social anxiety is real and so you applaud him for finding a way around this obstacle (remember? Virtual classes). You only wish that the students back at Heartslabyul were as resourceful.

He won’t directly ask you for attention. He’s gonna gaslight you. Talking about the whole, “Of course you wouldn’t want to pay attention to me. I’m just a yucky otaku, after all.” You, coming from the toxic family you have, were able to see right through his pick-me boy facade. You told him that you needed to study and would hang out with him when you had free time.

When you finally get fed up with him, you yell at him to go away and leave you alone. You also added the “you act worse than my mother, and she was absolutely insufferable!” and now he looks like a kicked puppy.

One day, he noticed that you were collaring your friends left and right, while your face was red in anger. It truly looked like you were a volcano about to erupt. You snapped at everyone who dared step in front of you. Then, you erupted. The ‘lava’ was ink, seeping from your mouth and crawling all over. A monster started forming behind you, and it was huge.

Each brother turned into their demon forms and teamed up to defeat you. Levi knew this wasn’t you. Your voice was two-toned, and it reminded him of a game he had played a while ago. If it were anything like that game, then he knew it was life-threatening for you to be in this state.

Once you passed out, he stayed by your side. He wouldn’t leave you for one second, not even to eat. Whenever someone tried to take him out of the room, he’d attack them. When you woke up, he apologized. It was a sad and genuine apology. You forgave him, but told him that he’d have to build up your trust in him again.

Satan

Wouldn’t directly make fun of your height. He would do this thing where he uses you as an arm-rest to remind you of how short you are. Also, he would either hand you a ladder when you are reaching for something, or he’d lift you like Rafiki did to Simba in The Lion King.

He understands your unusually strong desire to maintain order. If he could collar his brothers, he would with no hesitation. However, it irritates him whenever he is the one with the collar on. He makes it a point to never make you angry again.

He also understands why you dive so deep into your studies. He would much rather keep his nose in a book than go out with his brothers any day. He gets angry whenever you turn him down and study instead, though.

After a while in the Devildom, you start getting stressed. Making sure everyone followed the rules, trying to stay on top of assignments, trying to maintain the social aspect of your life… it wasn’t good for your mental wellbeing. It was just too much for you to deal with. So, you accumulated too much overblot.

Ink started flowing out of your mouth and spreading to your arms and legs. Your voice was accompanied by a voice that went 5 octaves lower than normal. Satan saw you transforming and it almost came as a complete shock… almost. If he only saw the signs that were right in front of him, he could have prevented this somehow.

He and his brothers easily tired you out and you fell. He carried you to your room and laid you on your bed. He left for a brief moment and came back with a book. He planned to read the story of Alice in Wonderland to you.

As he read to you, he noticed that your fingers started twitching. He took your hand in his, kissed your knuckles, and whispered many apologies to you. When your eyes fluttered open, he pulled you into a tight embrace, mainly to hide his tears of relief.

Asmodeus

He’s the shortest of his brothers, so he doesn’t make fun of you. Instead, he would give you tons of compliments. He would also have fun making outfits for you based on the Queen of Hearts. He loves the bold reds and gold paired with black and white.

He’s the life of the party, so your personalities tend to clash a lot. The amount of times he’s been collared is astronomical. However, he takes it any other way besides a form of punishment and will style his outfits accordingly.

Also, he doesn’t like to study at all. He hates it when you don’t go out with him and instead you have your nose in a textbook. He will pick you up and carry you out of the house if he has to, but you have to go shopping with him >:(

When you tell him about your toxic mother, he’s the kind of demon to hand you a box of tissues and comfort you. He is angry that you had to go through such a traumatic childhood. Then he’ll take you shopping to take your mind off of your horrible memories.

With each time you collar someone, you accumulate quite a bit of overblot. Because the brothers can’t go 5 minutes without breaking some sort of rule, you gain too much overblot. As he saw the ink spread all over you, he felt guilt consume him. This was his fault.

When he and his brothers took you down, you fell to the floor. After bringing you to your room, he will make sure that you are well taken care of. He can’t help but feel responsible and therefore obligated to do these things for you.

When you wake up, he will cry tears of joy. He will help you out of your bed and shout for everyone else. He apologizes so many times, it’s not even funny anymore. However, that guilt still consumes him to this day.

Beelzebub

He’s too nice to make fun of your height. He might make fun of Luke, but that’s because he’s technically a child. It’s like calling him ‘kid’. Being the tallest brother, however, he will help you if you need anything from the top shelf.

You have a rule where no one can eat your tarts without your permission. You have told him again and again about this rule. He forgets one day and violates that rule and he was stuck with a collar around his neck until he apologized and made you another tart.

I don’t think he minds studying too much. He’s doing better than Mammon academically, so yeah. Plus, if he didn’t have good grades, he’d probably be kicked off of the Fangol team. You just have to have tons and tons of snacks if you want him to pay attention and not eat the assignment. However, he doesn’t like it when you choose studying over hanging out with him.

While taking a nap with your usual sleeping buddies, you have a horrible nightmare. Your insufferable tyrant of a mother caught you outside with a tart in your hand. You woke up screaming and both Beel and Belphie looked at you for an explanation.

Once you told them about your traumatic life, Beel proceeded to hold you in a bear-hug. He didn’t know you went through such a tough time so young. He felt angry at your mother for traumatizing you.

After a few months of collaring people, stressing over assignments, and trying to follow the rules of the House of Lamentation in addition to the Queen’s… you overblot. It scared him because you told him that it could be life-threatening. He didn’t want to lose you.

After defeating you, he carried you to your room. He stayed by your bedside everyday and night. When you wake up, he pulls you into a tight hug. No words were exchanged, but you knew that he was promising to you that you would never have to go through anything like that again.

Belphegor

He definitely would point out your height at any chance he gets. He would call you “short”, “shortie”, “shortcake”, and he would lean on you like you were an arm-rest. He would taunt you whenever you tried reaching for something high up as well.

He doesn’t understand your strong dedication to the rules. He also doesn’t like when he gets collared for sleeping. Like, it’s not something he can control! It’s not fair! You think rule-breaking is black and white, but he tries to get you to see the grey area.

He may sleep during class, but he retains the information in his sleep. Therefore, he has pretty decent grades. However, he doesn’t enjoy it when you choose to study rather than cuddle him while napping. Like, how rude >:(

While napping with him one time, you have a nightmare. Belphie notices you tossing and turning while crying and he wakes you up. When you tell him that your mother was in your nightmare, he uses his power to get you back to sleep and have a more peaceful dream.

When you wake up and tell him that your mother has been watching over your every move since you could remember. You would be punished if you got anything less than 1st place in anything. You’ve been practicing magic since you could read spells. He gives you a hug and tells you that your mother isn’t here and that you could take it easy now. He’d protect you (sure…)

After about a year passes for you in the Devildom, your stress levels reach an all time high. You are collaring people who break even the slightest rule, you are worrying about assignments that aren’t even due until a few weeks, plus you died so you just weren’t the happiest camper. As a result, you overblot. Belphegor feels guilty. How could he not? He is responsible for 2 of 3 of the factors of your overblot. He uses his powers to make you go to sleep, so you fall. He has Beel carry you to your room and place you in your bed. Belphie lies next to you and waits until you wake up.

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Sugar was extremely home sick, especially after last night. Meeting Mammon was just as horrible as she thought it would be. He wouldn’t stop making annoying puns revolving around her name.She also couldn’t ignore the fact of how eerily similar the music at his party was similar to some of Queen Lilith’s popular songs. Ultimately, it was a horrible night full of stuck up demons that judged every move she made. She missed home. She missed the Lust ring. She missed the dark skies, the rain, and the smell of love making in the streets. Despite her feelings, she would never have the money she has now if she stayed. She suffered so much pain and killed so many to be in the position she was in and left everything was not an option.

She sat in the living room of Crimson’s home and stared at the green flames. She took a sip of tea and slowly laid back. It was quiet and eerie despite multiple demons living there too. It was uncomfortable for her to sit in complete silence. The sounds of the crackling fire didn’t give her any solace in her situation. Neither did the bitter black tea she was currently drinking. It’s been five months since she has joined the Knolastname family and, despite how long it’s been, she still didn’t feel like she was part of it.

“You must be exhausted after last night” Crimson sat next to her on the couch smiling. This was one of the rare occasions where he was dressed casually. His white tank top had various brown stains littered across it and blood stains were visible on his navy colored pants. He looked over at Sugar’s blank and emotionless face and chuckled. It was amusing to him to see someone who was normally perky and excitable look so downtrodden. Slowly, Sugar has been breaking emotionally and he was highly aware of that but he didn’t want her to turn completely cold.

He put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her close “Ya must be extremely bored standing around next to me all the time. So I planned something special for the two of us”

“What?” Sugar turned away from watching the fire to looking over at Crimson’s face. She noticed a light smirk on his face and became uneasy. Usually, surprises from crimson usually involved lots of guns and constant running. She doubted this time would be any different. “I’m not in the mood for an adrenaline rush today. But a nice cake would be great right now. You never keep anything sweet around here.”

Crimson rolled his eyes and patted her on the back hard. It was so hard that it was slightly painful. “No, I got something better for ya.” He hands her a piece of paper and smiles widely. “Read this. I think you’ll love it.”

She looked at the paper for a second and then gasped “this is a reservation to the Crystal Lux hotel! Only overloads and princes stay there.”

“Yea, I got a couple of guys that owe me a favor down there. You’ve been bitching for days about how much better things are in your home ring so I thought this would get you to shut up.” Crimson takes his hand and gently strokes her wings “Go upstairs and get ready. Now.”

After a few hours Sugar was ready. She dragged a small suitcase out of the mansion and raced over to the helicopter that was parked in front of her. Crimson seemed to had change into his typical suit and hat as he sat closely to Alessio. They seemed to be having a deep discussion with each other.

“Why the hell is he here?” Sugar glared at Alessio and folded her arms “This trip is for me and Crim only.”

“I didn’t want to go to the ring of sluts but I didn’t have a choice” Alessio responded in an emotionless tone and avoided eye contact with her.

“Stop yer bitching and get in. Al is here because I have a target on my back. Remember?” Crimson chuckled

Sugar had never taken the ring elevator through a helicopter. It was dark and silent as the helicopter landed in a metal tunnel. She looked out the window and saw nothing but complete darkness.

“Ah, this must be you’re first time traveling this way.”

Crimson chuckled to himself as he glanced over at her.

She ignored him and continued to look out into the darkness. She heard whispers and whistles as the helicopter began to quickly drop down lower. She started to scream and wrap her arms around Crimson. This seemed to amuse him.

Suddenly, the Helicopter stood still and blue light flashed. The atmosphere felt more serene and quiet.

“I’m home” Sugar whispers to herself and slowly releases her grip on Crimson.

“Ha. Is that a smile on your face Cookie?” Crimson slowly strokes the back of her wings. “It’s looking gorgeous out there”

The sky had a darkish blue and pink haze over it. Below them was a city full of white and pink apartment buildings. The busy streets were full of succubi and imps openly being affectionate and caressing each other. It’s a city trapped in an eternal night and the residents loved it.

The helicopter landed on top of the hotel building. It appeared that other helicopter landing stations were scattered across the roof as well. Alessio gently opened the door for both Sugar and Crimson. The three of them step out and look up at the sky.

“Better than smog covered Notamafia town right?” Sugar nudged Crimson’s arm playfully “ just being here makes me feel so alive!”

Crimson lights a cigar and takes a puff of it. The smoke that came out of it was dark red instead of the usual gray.Sugar was curious about the color but didn’t was to sound like an idiot by asking. She kissed his cheek and starts pulling him towards the entrance to the of hotel

“Babycakes, I know you’re excited but make sure you don’t draw too much attention to us. I’ve pissed off the prince of lust in the past and I don’t want him to know I’m here.”

“Yea yea I know” Sugar's wings fluttered excitedly as she pulled him towards the entrance elevator.

Alessio rolled his eyes as he entered the elevator with them. He was disgusted by Sugar’s childish excitement over something he saw as just a typical hotel building. He slightly looked down at the two imps standing below him. He watched as Sugar clinged onto Crimson and the way his tail wagged as she did it. It was a disturbing sight to him to see his boss letting someone touch him so closely.

The elevator opened up to the lobby. Loud piano music could be heard as the three of them stepped inside. Small tables and couches were spread out across the room. In the middle of the room was a grand piano that was surrounded by dozens of Succubi. The music made Sugar’s mind feel cloudy and hazy. It was like the music was pulling and pushing her to come closer. Before she could even think, her legs were unconsciously moving closer to the piano.

“Sugar, where the hell are you going? The check in desk is the opposite way.”

Crimson snarled her but she slowly walked towards the crowd. As she moved closer to the crowd, she got a better view of the person playing the piano. It was a succubus with long blond hair and sharp yellow eyes. She wore a short and white cocktail dress and black hair clip that resembled a snake. Sugar tried to push her tiny body through the crowd and aggressively shoved passed the other succubi. A few of them glared at her and pushed her back. This caused her to tumble to the ground.

Crimson grabs Sugar’s arm and yanks her off the ground. He had an eerie smile on his face as he looked her in the eyes “I knew ya had a thing for musicians but I didn’t think you were so empty headed that you’d forget whose in charge of here.”

She knew what that smile meant. He was clearly pissed. Explaining to him that she lost control of her body and senses for a minute felt pointless but if she said nothing the situation would only get worse.

“I dunno what got into me. It was like my mind and body was getting pulled closer to the crowd. All I saw in front of was the sparkling beauty of that Succubus”

“Boss,it’s clearly magic” Alessio whispered to Crimson “look how all the other succubi here are behaving.”

“Huh?” Crimson looks around the lobby at the different succubi around. They always seemed dazed and fixated on the piano player. They seem zombie-like in the way their legs and arms shuffled towards it. Quickly, he covered Sugar's ears and pushed her towards the receptionist desk.

The receptionist was a large hellhound with pink fur and bright yellow eyes. She glared down at Crimson and Sugar and sighed “Names?”

Crimson smirks “Moxxie Knolastname”

Sugar gave Crimson a confused look as he took the keys. Why the hell was he using his son’s name instead of his own? She thought it was best now to question it. He’s used Moxxie’s name for a lot of purchases, especially when he wanted to remain anonymous. She only knew that he was his son and they don’t talk anymore. She followed Crimson up the elevator, leaving Alessio in the lobby to get his own room next to them.

Crimson opened the suite door and smiled “Ya know, I actually hate places like this. Too flashy for my taste. But I know you’re kind like these sorta places.”

Sugar walked into the room audibly gasped . What shocked her the most was how big the room was. The dark blue walls had golden shimmers across it. The plush pink couches and chairs felt extremely soft to touch. The auburn table that sat between the chairs looked a bit old but sturdy. What drew her attention the most was the balcony.

“Impressed?” Crimson chuckled and put his arm around her waist “I knew you’d love it! You’re so easy. Sit down for a minute while I get us some dinner. I don't dare complain about me pickin!”

“This is weird. Why are you doing all this for me? I’ve failed every task you’ve given me. The only thing I’ve succeeded at is fucking around with members of the family”

“Doll, I stopped caring a long time ago but your crappy attempts at seduction. The videos you’ve made for me have made you not completely useless. It always surprises me how many freaks will pay to see you humiliate yourself as requested.” He laughs “ I can’t deny that I only keep you around for that reason. But-“ He pauses for a second. It was like he was stopping himself from saying something he’ll regret.

“I’m starting to not believe you when you talk like that. But every time someone gives you a request to spend the night with me, your eyes bulge out like you’re about to go feral. Admit it. You don’t enjoy the money you get from selling me.”

“Ha! I’ll be honest, it’s fucking disgusting what these grown ass demons request to do to you. I’ll never understand it.There are hybrids all over the lust ring that look just like you. What are you doing that’s making them so nuts like that.”

“Nothing Special” Sugar smiles “I just do what I’m told. Whether it’s a hug or they wanna lick my tail, I’ll do it for a quick buck”

“Baby, no demon acts like that without a purpose. What driving you to be such a greedy whore.” Crimson looked at her with a soft expression on his face. It was different from his usual sharp grin. It was a mixture of curiosity and concern. “It was fun for a while, but I’m starting to desires more. So tell me. Where’s your family?”

“My family?” Sugar glares at him.

“Yea. Doll, I’ve used every resource I had to get that info but couldn’t. So I might as well ask ya.”

“My parents were exterminated. Not much more to it.”

“Oh. The angels got them” Crimson lit a cigar and then pulled Sugar to the couch to sit next to him. “Then I’ll assume they’re dumbasses. Exterminations only happen in the pride ring. You should have easily been able to avoid it.”

“My mama had a client that day. An overlord insisted on my mama’s services that day. That’s all I’ll say.” Sugar’s wings start to flap as she thought about that day. The screaming, the flashing lights, the face of an angel, a strong memory that she could never forget, no matter how she tried.

“Nice. I finally found something you’re truly afraid of. It’s a basic fear but a good one” He takes a puff of his cigar and pats her leg “Darling, is that why you never take tasks that involve the pride ring? You don’t have to worry. I got a few tools that can get rid of angelic pest.”

She rolled her eyes. She was sure Crimson wanted her to praise and take him for being willing to do that for her,but she was aware he was only saying that as an ego boost. “You’d seriously waste your time getting items that protect against angels for me? You’re joking.”

“Come on! I’m serious. Baby, it’s the least I can do for you after everything I’ve put you through. I know how much you wanna go to the pride ring and see Lucifer perform. And I can give you the security to do it. I know how much you obsess over him.”

“It would be nice to see him up close.”

Crimson gently took Sugar’s hand and bought her to the balcony. The sky appeared to be darker than when they first arrived. The song that played from the lobby in the piano below.

“Cookie, pay close attention to me. Don’t let the music distract ya. Make me you’re Lucifer. Your King.” He pulls her close to his chest and the places one hand around her waist. Then the other hand to hold her’s. “My kingdom is small but it’s secure. And I know with you’re abilities, we can make it stronger.”

“That’s ridiculous. The family is dying. There isn’t anyone left on our side. I don’t know how long I can stay”

Crimson smiles. A genuine smile. It was a gentle expression the highlighted the stress lines underneath his eyes. “Baby doll” he spoke gently and swayed her back and forth. Perfectly in sync with the music. “You’re not leaving. You don’t want to leave. It stopped being about the money for you a long time ago. The pain and discomfort of being in this family is something you’re addicted to. That’s why you turned down the Largo family. Am I right?”

Sugar smiles and dances along with him. She laughs as she looks into his eyes “ You know about that? Of course I don’t want to join them. I hate when people pity me. I hate their attempts to rescue me. Do you know how many times my clients have told me they could save me? Too many to count. It’s irritating. It’s bullshit. The Largo family don’t truly want me. They want Sugar, the hybrid.”

Crimson chuckles as he looks down at her “ Well, I’m more interested in Sugar Knolastname.”

“What?”

He gently lets her go and puts his hand pocket and pulled a small brown box “ I got an offer for ya. I’ll protect you for the rest of your life. Give you anything you want. You’ll have control over anyone in the gang you want. You’ll no longer have to sell yourself for me. All you gotta do is stay by my side and give me hell spawn.”

“Crimmy. Are you seriously doing this? I can’t-“

“ You can’t refuse this. You’re already in too deep.” Crimson goes down on one knee and opens the box. Inside it was a green ring with red blotches scattered around it. “Sweetheart, this is a bloodstone. It represents strength, resilience, and vitality. These are the values I want to strengthen in my family. Any bastard would have given you a diamond, but I would rather give you something more suited to us.”

Sugar hesitated on how to answer. She was shocked that he would do something like this. They haven’t been on a formal date or had any interactions that weren't completely transactional. But now, after everything, that he actually valued her this much, was all the reassurance she needed. “Yes” she muttered as Crimson slipped the ring onto her finger.

The two of them began to kiss each other deeply and aggressively. Crimson lifted her up and continued to kiss her as they walked into the bedroom. The both fell onto the bed moving their hands against each other's backs. Their tails wrapped around each other tightly. Sugar pulled off his suit jacket and excitedly ripped off his shirt. Sugar smiled as she stared at his scars across his face and stomach.

“I promise you. You’ll never get another scratch on you again”

Crimson looked down at the large Shark bite mark on Sugar’s neck “You too Cookie”

Suddenly, a large bang was heard from behind them. They’ve been found.

#helluva crimson #helluva boss #crimson knolastname #oc #my ocs

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eldritch-queern-magicat · 4 months

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(Gods, this post got long, and a lot more in-depth than I expected. Proceed with caution if you decide to read about the mess of religious brainwashing I went through. It's really horrible and I do mention violence. If it's not something you think you can read without triggering yourself, please move on to some other post. Maybe spend some time on my cat sideblog, listed on my pinned post. Hell, even if you do read this whole thing, you might still want to visit it, or one of the others also listed.)

We all have programming and baggage to deal with. And sometimes we go all too willingly for the self-flagellation (physical or mental), like we were taught. I decided, after the fusions almost all fell apart, to enter what was essentially solitary confinement. The only part attending to my isolation from the others was Era.

We were kinda like two peas in a pod, even though we were also always in separate subsystems. Era was corrupted extremely fast because he had the misfortune of getting paired to the version of the antichrist in our mind. I was paired to Pandemonum as it's demon. And it was the closest to Galaco, which I frequently took advantage of. But it took time for others to realize what I was doing. Then after foster care, it got easier to whisper provocation to it simply because Nanny didn't have a whole congregation to help control us. I tugged on Pandemonum's strings like a marionette. His anger was easy to manipulate.

Other than that, I personally did a lot of terrible things to other parts early on. I was awful to just about everyone, and one of the absolute worst. Hell, even Era wasn't immune to my abuse. Granted, he learned to be cruel right back, and then somehow we learned to enjoy the mutual torment.

But then the part that eventually named herself Caelienn found a way to balance Era somewhat and get him to behave mostly again. And he found me, before Ash sealed Pandemonum, but also after I'd already done enough to corrupt it. I was put in isolation, but Era kept coming back to keep me company and work me into being a decent part to live with. Every time, he was clear he was trying to use the kinds of methods Caelienn did.

Only some early parts picked up actual names of demons. And more often than not, they were named from male demons. Other non-biblical names only actually came later. But there were too many demons, according to them, to name them all. I got stuck being called Mammon, of all fucking things. Of course I wanted a new name. Era kept trying to offer me different names as options, but I never really liked most of them at all.

There was a certain point in middle school where everything from our original conflicts was forcibly cut off from the majority of the system. And then we just forgot it all. I finally picked a name, but I still didn't mean to get attached to it. It was intended to be at most a placeholder for something ‘better’.

Over time, I did get to know and bond with some other parts. I remembered Caelienn from the little I remembered of his (she's bigender and I want to use both his preferred pronouns) impact on Era. She just totally accepted me, then Jaden (now fused into Maple) and Garnet decided to treat me as their son. Basically adopting me.

I couldn't remember the bulk of childhood except as a vague feeling of shame, though. I still felt undeserving of actual kindness. The instinct to take and do what I wanted, and screw how it affected anyone else, was still buzzing in the background. Some things got better when we started deconstructing the most obvious aspects of our indoctrination, but it couldn't fix it all. Especially not since we tripped into some of the New Age bullshit for a few years. That was a weird time, but at least we learned not to believe everything we'd been taught about various kinds of spirits.

So we never really got to the core of why we were all so fucked up to begin with. It was all locked away from any alters who might ever front. Only the holy side, and maybe a couple of the highest authorities on this side plus Ash, could access any of that information. Us demons were simply on another layer of this side. Of course we were. We were just as affected by the lockout, a borderline reset on everything internally.

I literally don't know what to do yet. When that--whatever the hell happened with Joshua--all those old, buried feelings and urges just flooded right back into my awareness. It was hard to stay aware of the progress everyone had actually made. It was hard to retain my bit of progress.

And when Era pulled me out of my isolation, I did lose control of myself. I was...loose, and I felt a need for violence. For whatever reason, he just let me act out against him and do as I damn well pleased. Then I think I lost all my ability to think for a while when Galaco took me, because what??? As far as I could remember, Galaco was always the scared little tattletale. I didn't know it also felt those same cravings.

At least I guess we're doing well processing the way we were treated as evil. Era seems to confess that he always felt like they treated us like we actually killed someone, or were about to. We physically hurt others, yes. This is true. It's very possible we hurt someone else about our age pretty badly. We probably would have been diagnosed with some kind of conduct disorder, if they believed in psychology (they didn't, big fucking shock).

But who the fuck in reality taught us to in the first place? Yeah, it was entirely them. The fucking assholes who were taking part in what I see as a state-sanctioned kidnapping. They showed us real life violence. We can remember often reenacting parts of the bible in the little girl's bible study group. We imagine that we picked up more violence there than just a little bit. But for us, it was compounded by their inherent sexism. Girls were not supposed to be violent, which only made us even more reactive and angry.

I'm too exhausted to care about our old conflicts. I've got shit to own up to and atone for, but that's another matter altogether. At least no one else really wants to fight anymore, either.

-Kite 🪆😺

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twistthenoches · 2 years

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~Insecurities Part 1~

Just some little fics I made around the brothers. This will possibly be a 3 part story. Part one is with the 2eldest brothers

Lucifer x GN!reader, Mammon x GN!reader

They/Them pronouns

Word count: 2,1k words

Hope you enjoy!

Lucifer:

The great avatar of pride. Lucifer. You might think that this man is always confident by the way he presents himself. Every lowly demon that looked at him and met his gaze would swiftly look away, feeling pressured by his status and power, but you. A human would dare to look him in the eyes and speak their mind. You’re allowed to have your opinions after all. That’s one of the things he likes about you. Being unafraid and willing to do what you think is right to help others.

He found so many things about you attractive to the point that he would like to be closer to you. Only to have this fantasy of his stop because of the constant workload and his brothers dragging you away to hang out with them. It somehow made him feel… Different. He felt somehow envious at how you’d spend so much time with brothers. It became unbearable to him and made him doubt your feelings for him. He knew you weren’t dating, but the conversations you’ve had and the little moments that you did spend with each other where he would tell you sweet things and where you would return the gestures were all precious to him. His jealousy was silly to him. Why would he be jealous of his brothers and friends when he knows that you both already have a good bond. He doesn’t want to show this side of him to you as he fears that your views about him would change into something unfavorable. So he kept it to himself. He just hoped that you felt the same way as he gathered his thoughts to continue his work. It was late and he was tired, but needed work to be done before he could even think of taking a break. As he was looking over the grades of his brothers he started thinking about how you would sometimes come to his room to check up on him. He wished that you would come and comfort him, but understood that the chance of you being awake at this time or separated from his brothers were as low as Mammon’s current grades.

That’s when he heard a quiet knock on his door. He knew it was you that came to check up on him since his brothers would either avoid or just barge in. He had a tiny smile plastered on his face as his little wish came true and said: “Come in.”

“What do you need?”, he asked once he saw you close the door behind you as you put a tray down on his desk.

“I just came to check up on you since I haven’t seen you at RAD today.”, you answered. He appreciated your kindness and concern for him, but brushed the feeling off by saying that he’s been very busy. He wants you to rest and do your tasks when you’re home rather than having you worry about him. After all, it wasn’t uncommon for him to stay in his office and focus on his work. He watched you as you set down a drink for him before moving the tray away from his desk. He said a small thank you as he continued to focus on the papers in front of him until he saw, in the corner of his eye, that you took a seat near him. It made him question your actions. “Shouldn’t you be sleeping soon?”, was what he asked. Wanting to know if you’re just keeping him company for a few minutes. He saw you shake your head as you said that you’re unable to and rather want to stay for a little while. He didn’t want to send you away yet, so he just nodded as a way to say that you can stay and decided to look over documents until you broke the silence by saying.

“Lucifer… What do you think about me?”

He looked back at you and thought for a second. It was unusual for him to hear you ask these kinds of questions. It was as if you somehow wanted to have the same answer to the questions that he has been thinking about, but he doubted it after seeing how close you are with his brothers. He decided to stay truthful and tell you what he thinks that you’d want to hear. “I think you’re an admirable person that helped me and my brothers a lot. Though I have to admit that you sometimes attract trouble especially if you’re with my brothers. Ever since you’ve been close with them you all made the workload pile up and let me have less time with you.”, he said, half-aware of what he said at the end. You just huffed at the answer as you decided to tell you what you think about him. “Well, I think you’re also amazing and a very capable person, but… Wait? What did you say at the end?” He thought about his answer and knew exactly what he said. He was speaking the truth after all and had nothing to lose so he repeated what he said at the end. “I said that I’d rather spend more time with you. Do you really enjoy spending this much time with them?” He said calmly, as he accepted to just admit it rather than be embarrassed about telling you the truth.

You blinked. It took you a few seconds to fully register what he said. “Wait… You want to spend time with me?-”, you asked as you were in disbelief at what he admitted.

He just sighed and set the papers down. The doubt started to return as the thoughts about the chance of you not feeling the same way returned.

You stared at him before opening your mouth again. “... I know you didn’t confess a lot about how you feel about me just now, but I do like you. More than friends if I may be honest.” He only needed that answer to make all his worries dissipate in mere seconds.

He was feeling ecstatic. It was as if all his current problems, apart from the work, just disappeared. His first instinct right after that response was to stand up and hug you. It was gentle and warm as if he was scared to hurt you in his sudden action. He didn’t know where this came from, but he knew that he longed to hold you for some time now. Only to have a smile plastered on his face when you responded by returning the gesture.

Mammon:

You knew that Mammon could be insecure at times and were used to the tsundere treatment he would give you afterwards, but you never expected him to walk up to your room at midnight and tell you things like “I will be better for ya and will do my best to make ya happier.” You didn’t know where this came from nor did you know how to respond to that apart from giving him a little smile as you felt a little ill and tired. You pondered on why he said that, but decided to ask him before breakfast tomorrow morning. What you needed now was some sleep and to get better from this little cold you got recently.

Little did you know that he was saying these things after seeing you in this state. He knew that you felt sick and that you needed to get better, but he somehow felt as if it was his fault. In his eyes he failed to take care of you. Especially since he has been messing up things lately which made him feel guilty. He felt guilty at somehow dragging you into complicated situations and making you fix them. He always felt bad for these things, but you would always flash him a tiny smile to tell him that you aren’t mad. His guilt would easen up and he would feel better when you did that.

Your kind nature made it unbearable for him to keep his cool at times. Seeing you help others without a doubt and with the greatest smile plastered on your face made him feel jealous as he wanted to keep you for himself. He felt like this since he developed feelings for you and it only continued growing ever since, to the point where he wants to be your number one. He wants to be the one you’re most comfortable with. The one you felt safe with. He felt as if he’s been in a battle against his siblings for your attention non-stop. A battle he wants to win. At times he can't help himself to barge in your room to keep you company or to drag you along with him just because he wants you near him. He felt okay when he included you more and more in his chaotic life, but he knew that he can’t keep you for himself.

Ever since you got that cold he felt for some reason as if he’s been too much for you. You seemed more tired and weren't smiling as much. He blamed this on himself as he started thinking about how much his actions might have influenced you.

He felt guilty. He felt as if it was his duty to make you feel happy again. So the following morning he went and stood up early to bring you breakfast to your room. He wasn’t the best chef and just tried to keep it simple. He knocked on your door with his foot. Unsure if you were awake or not.

When you opened the door he just walked in as he usually would do, set the plate down on the table in your room and said:

“Here. Food. Humans need to toughen up and not get sick.”

You decided to tease him as a joke and asked if he was worried about you.

“WHA- … I just decided to be kind for once. The great Mammon can’t have his human cough all day can he.”, he said, looking away from you as he didn’t want you to see his current expression. You just chuckled and took the food and ate quietly. The words he said to you the evening before popped up in your head and you decided to ask him about it. He would reply with a “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” to try and avoid the topic. But you were feeling a little stubborn today and decided to ask him about it again until he would admit it.

“… Why would ya want to know? Eat your breakfast.”, he would say as he waited for you to finish.

You thanked him once you were done eating. You still wanted to know why he said those things and decided to take another approach to make him talk about it. So when he took the plate and set it aside on the table you told him. “You know Mammon. My life is happier with you around.”

This made him stop in his tracks. “Of course! Who wouldn’t be happy with me in their life?”, he said as his ego just got fed, but him saying this didn’t feel right to him. He knew that you wanted to know why he said those things to you yesterday evening and he knew that he would regret it if he never admitted it. He took a deep breath and began saying:

“Listen, because I won’t repeat myself again. I said those things because I need you to be healthy again so we can hang out again. I will also try and stay out of trouble so that ya won’t be feeling like this again and so I can get a real smile again from ya again… ya better rest a lot.” He felt embarrassed saying that, but needed to get it off his chest. Feeling somewhat relieved at saying these things as he waited for a response.

You registered his words and saw how he was somewhat blaming himself for a cold that any human could have. It was cute to you, but you didn’t want him to blame himself for something he didn’t cause. You decided to stand up and hug him to assure him that you’re fine. You said:

“The great Mammon caring for me? I must have worried you a lot. I’m fine really. So please don’t blame yourself for things you can’t control. I was telling the truth when I said that I’m truly happier with you by my side.”

He felt like crying when he heard those words. Casting away his normal attitude and returning the hug, burying his face in the crook of your neck as he felt calmed by those words. Almost shivering in your arms as if he was scared that you would blame him too.

He is grateful for your words and your support and savored the moment he had with you.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me lucifer x reader #obey me mammon x reader #obey me fanfic

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otomefoxystar · 2 years

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Moving Forward Chapter 3

Fandom : Obey me!

Pairing : Satan X Paisley (OC)

Warnings: None Fluff, cats and wonderwoman

Satan had rallied everyone together for movie night. They laid pillows and blankets all over the living room floor. Beelzebub made an obscene amount of popcorn, occasionally taking handfuls and stuffing them into his mouth. Finally, Paisley came out holding a DVD in her hand with a shy smile.

“What movie did you pick, sweetheart?” Asmodeus asked

“Wonder Woman,” she said meekly. Mammon grinned and took the DVD out of Paisley’s hand, and his eyes lit up. “Hey, she’s super hot! Is this a movie from the human world?!”

All the brothers gathered around Mammon, oogling the photo on the DVD. Paisley giggled at the boys’ reaction. She did love being around them. It brought up feelings in her that she had never felt before. “She is stunning, huh?” She looked at the cover longingly. “Totally!” Asmodeus elbowed Mammon. “What’s wrong with you, Mammon?! Girls are sensitive to that kind of thing…Idiot!”

“It’s fine, Asmo,” Paisley interjected. “No one is as beautiful and charming as you are, Paisley,” Asmo said, trying to make her feel better. “O-of course! “Mammon said looking regretful.

“It’s okay, Mammon.” Paisley said, “Even I think she’s gorgeous.”

Everyone gathered onto the floor, laying their heads on pillows and cuddling up in blankets, “Have you seen this before, Paisley?” Lucifer asked.

“Nope, I don’t get to see many movies, and I’ve always wanted to see this. She’s so strong and brave. I wish that someday I can be like that.” Satan bit his lip when she said that. What she didn’t realize, though, was that she was brave and strong. While watching the movie, Satan watched her lying next to Levi. They were both completely enamored by the movie for entirely different reasons, but it brought them closer. It’s given them a chance to bond; Strange how things can bring people together. They were both a bit awkward, one obsessed with anime and video games and the other trying to learn how to live with their pain.

Paisley watched on as Levi lay next to her. She wanted to be fearless like Wonder Woman and be able to take on the world. She knew she was too damaged to be able to do that, and she would always have fear in her life. She looked around the room, seeing the brothers lying together and snacking on popcorn. They all seemed so relaxed. Is this how a family should be? A movie night seemed so insignificant, so small, yet it’s what she always wanted. She never had this.

When the movie was over, Lucifer turned on the lights and began to clean up the living room. Everyone pitched in to help without being asked. Paisley did what she could to help but mainly stayed silent. When the clean-up was done, she said goodnight and hurried off to her room. She turned on the tv like she did every night because if it was too dark, it would remind her of her home...Home? Wasn’t that supposed to be a place where you felt loved and safe around people you love? Well, where she was from definitely was not home, but Devildom was the most homelike place she had ever felt.

There was a soft knock on her door. Satan stood there with a gentle smile on his face, “I wanted to check on you before I went to read.” She opened the door wider and motioned for him to come in. She sat on her bed and looked up at Satan. “Do you love your brothers?” She asked. “Of course, I do. I mean, maybe not Lucifer.” He laughed. “Kidding, I may not get along with him, but he’s still my brother, and I love him.” He sat next to her on her bed. “I’ve never done that before. Have a movie night like that.” He grinned and patted her knee. “Now you have!”

“Is that what it’s like to be loved? All of you seem so comfortable. It’s not like that with my family. We didn’t have movie nights. We didn’t eat together. I stayed in my room most of the time unless I was told to do chores.”

“Is that why you’re in your room a lot?” He asked,

“Probably, I can only take so much of being around a lot of people. It’s exhausting after a while.”

“Heh, you have that in common with Levi. You should talk to him about it sometime.” She looked down. “I don’t know if I can.” He titled his head. “That’s okay” he put his hands in his pockets. There was a momentary silence between them. “Are you going to sleep?” She nodded. “Yeah, I guess.” He looked at the tv. “Do you always sleep with the tv on?” “Yeah, I don’t like it being too dark.”

“Alright. Well, if you need anything, come find me or text me…Whatever works.” He smiled as he went to leave.

“Satan?” He stopped before he walked out of the room.

“Hm?”

“Thank you…You don’t have to do this, any of this, really. I’ve lived with it my whole life. I’m sorry I burdened you.” He shut the door and looked at her

“Paisley, I want to do it. I want to help you because I care about you. There is no burden. Stop worrying so much.”

“I can’t help it.” He gave her a sad smile.

“I know you can’t. Do… you want to go out?” She raised her eyebrow

“Right now?” The right side of his lip pulled upward in a smirk, and he held out his hand for her to take.

“Yes, I want to show you something.” She eyed him suspiciously.

“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you’re safe. Come on.” He grabbed her hand and pulled her up off the bed.

Satan guided her down the corridor and opened the front door waiting for her to walk out before he shut the door behind them. “Where are we going?” Satan grinned, but it wasn’t a devious grin that he usually showed his brothers. It came from the heart.“You’ll love it” He dragged her through the town until he finally stopped at the side of a street. “Here, come sit on the ground with me.” Doing as he said, she sat next to him against the wall of a little nook. Then there it was the meowing of several cats. They purred and rubbed against Satan. “Cats?” He smiled and nodded his head. A cat came up to her, meowing and purring as it climbed into her lap and gave her a face bump. “She likes you. These cats only have each other, so I come here every night to feed them and give them attention; sometimes, I read.” She was amazed. She had never been around cats like this before. Not only that, but Satan was showing her a side of himself that she figured he didn’t offer many people.

“I’ve never had a pet, but something about cats just pulls me in.” As he pets the cats, he chuckled, “I knew you’d get it” For the first time, she saw Satan, not the scary avatar of wrath but a person. She looked at him curiously. “Say what’s on your mind.” Paisley shook her head and looked away, but Satan put his warm hand on her. “It’s okay, say it. I want to know.” Paisley swallowed. “I just don’t get it. How is it that you, the powerful avatar of wrath, are so gentle and kind?” He was taken aback, and his face heated up. Hoping she didn’t see him blushing, he cleared his throat. “Me? Kind and gentle? “She nodded her head. “You are with these cats,” she smiled, “and with me.” She said quietly. He was left in wonder. “No one has ever said that about me before.” She grasped his hand tightly. “I see you, Satan” He searched her eyes.

“I don’t know what it is, but there is something about you. You have a gift of seeing people for who they are. Are you use you aren’t a witch? Or maybe you’re actually a demon.” He laughed. “You’re amazing, Paisley” She blushed and shook her head. Satan picked up a cat as it purred. “I think so, and I’m sure these cats think so too. You need to learn to take a compliment.” She bit her lip. “I’ll work on it” Satan smiled “good because you deserve to be complimented.”

The town was starting to quiet down as the stores closed one by one. Satan cleared his throat. “Are you ready to go?” Satan said as he stood up. “Yeah,” she put a kitten down, and he put his hand out to help her up. “Thank you for sharing this with me, truly.” He gave her a slight nod. “It can be our secret spot. I come here when I need to calm down.”

When they got back to the house of lamentation, they made their way to her bedroom. “Um … Satan, Do you think you could stay? Just till I fall asleep.” She asked as they stood in the doorway to her room. “Whatever you need” He entered the threshold of her room, closing the door behind him. He turned around as she changed into her pajamas, but looking out the window, the reflection of her standing in nothing but her panties and a tank top caught his eye. Still, out of respect, he looked down.

After she climbed into bed, she scooted. “Satan, you can turn around now.” She motioned to the bed when he turned around. He sat on the bed next to her as she snuggled under the covers. “can you turn the lights off?” He turned the knob, turning off the light. “I want to thank you.” He looked at her in the dark. “Why? I haven’t done anything.” She scoffed, “You have though Satan. You’ve shown me a world I didn’t know existed. I mean, I knew it existed, but not in my life. I mean it, thank you, Satan.” Paisley’s eyes drew heavy, “You’re welcome.” He said quietly as Paisley drifted off. Satan went to move a piece of hair from her face while the side of his finger touched her soft cheek. “Sweet dreams,” he said as he closed the door holding the doorknob to not wake her up.

He walked down the hall to get a cup of tea before heading off to bed himself. When Asmo yelled his name.

“Satan?!” Jumping, Satan glared at him. “Why are you yelling at me?” Asmodeus got up with a big grin, “Are you sleeping with Paisley?” Satan inhaled deeply. “You’re annoying me, Asmo. Let it go; nothing is going on between us.” Asmo rubbed his chin deep in thought. “You both came out of your room together. Now you’re sneaking out of her room. There’s no way you aren’t sleeping with her.” Satan shrugged his shoulders. “If you mean sleeping by closing your eyes and dreaming, then yes, she fell asleep in my room, and just now we were talking, and she fell asleep.” Asmo crossed his arms, “So you aren’t having sex?” Satan grumbled, “No, Asmo; we aren’t having sex! We are friends, that is all. Now leave me alone before I lose my temper.” He put his hands up. “Okay, okay, I believe you.” He said walking away.

Chapter One Chapter Two

#obey me #obey me satan #moving forward #obey me fanfic #Satan fanfic #Obey me Satan fanfic

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journey-to-the-attic · 2 years

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Suggestions for Actor AU:

After the shot where they get the Keychains, IK holds it up and asks if she can keep it. The director/prop person is about to tell IK no when the brothers filming with her nod and glare out the corners of their eye. IK keeps what IK wants.

I know the little sneezy buddy is probably CGI as most things are these days, but what if it's like a really tiny puppet/doll that IK carries around. One time when IK went home for the day she accidentally took it with her and prop manager freaked out trying to find it, while IK at home is reading her little buddy a bed time story and telling him to have another great day of filming tomorrow.

Any popular fandom ships 'kiss' on blooper reel if they include Mephisto and/or Asmo. Platonic kisses for IK.

Anytime any of the brothers attacked IK, IK would hug them and sort of pat them on the head.

ahh these are cute!! allow me to reciprocate with a few ideas of my own ^^

—they have to film the entire minecraft adventure in a green screen studio, but they forget that satan's costume consists of a lot of green - so, upon adding the background and effects and everything, all of satan's shots make him look like some horrific half-environment monster. luckily they'd only filmed like two scenes, so they moved to a blue screen and reshot fairly quickly, but they still have all that old footage

—one time, while they were filming a exchange between lucifer and asmo, ik walked by in the background and tripped over - the directors found it so funny that they kept it in as a background gag, cutting out the part where mammon comes into shot, panicking about her falling

—ik's basically always on set, since she's in practically every scene, and all the other members of the cast (as well as the crew members) make a point to be very vigilant about making sure she rests

—while they were filming the scenes where ik and mammon (+beel) marathon the tsl movies, ik actually fell asleep on the sofa, and filming just stopped for a while because mammon and beel refused to let the crew wake her up

—in a shot where mephisto was supposed to drop out a tree in front of the exchange students and faceplant, he hit his mark a bit too hard and broke his nose, and his nose is slightly crooked in all of the shots he filmed after it

#answering asks #anon asks #actor au #in the scene from the demon's lord castle arc where ik-levi-mammon-beel step through a door and start falling #(you know to escape cerberus)#to film it they strung the actors up in front of a green screen #and it took like an hour for filming to begin because they kept messing about pretending to swim through the air #and then it took SO MANY takes because every time mammon did the thing where he catches ik midair he accidentally kicked one of the others #there's a compilation in the blooper reel of ik sneezing in the middle of a scene because she did it SO MUCH #towards the back half of the compilation the other actors start copying her

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danger-noodle-uwu · 3 years

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I'm new to tumblr so is this how you do request? May I request the brothers forgetting mc's birthday and later remembering it. How would they react? Maybe they were busy or something. Your choice if you wanna do the dateables too.

Trigger warning

Mentions of Angst/sad/slight comfort

Lucifer

Busy almost all the time, the first-born barely spent time with our dear Mc. He would try to finish the work only for more to be slammed on his desk.

Never would his brothers acknowledge his efforts or the sacrifices he made for them. Instead they'd mock him. Mock him for being absent at all family times. Mock him for doing what he does.

It was once again such a time, such a day. They didn't bother to care what the day has held for his beloved. It was their birth.

The birth of the one who truly changed his life along with his brothers. It was such a blessing yet he forgot about it. Entirely.

The Avatar of pride was strong, Lucifer wasn't. He was weak. Vulnerable. Especially against his brothers whom he adored with his entire being.

And the mocking words had stabbed him deeply, which made his current state as to how it was. Drunk. Wounded. Crying.

Rubbing his eyes, he awoke to a mess of his office which screamed the need for cleanliness.

During the process, he found the calender. A sweet calender gifted him by his doll.

A smile had crept on his face as he lifted it for what? Perhaps to calm the unsettling feeling in his bones that told him to run but where he didn't know?

While their lover was, Mc wilted much like a delicate flower would if the sun stopped shinning, they were laying curled on the floor of his room. Mc needed him.

How could he forget his own lover's birthday?! even after he promised... it hurts.. so much...

Yesterday. The poor human cut the cake wished themselves a happy birthday when he didn't...crying...in pain...

The realization hit hard. He ran to Mc's room as fast as he could. A shiver ran his spine and the horror in his stomach grew as each and every step was taken.

Yet could not find them, so he went over to his office expecting a fuming Mc.

He was once again not right, for his beloved was breaking down as he took them into his arms. Consoling.

He apologised and comforted them. Reassuring them over and over again. Reminding them his heart still is with them and no-could ever take it away.

He later threw a party, just like how you wanted. You. Him. And the growing fragrance of the candles surrounding you both.

Though late as it may have been, it was the best birthday the innocent human had. Smiling while he kissed your knuckles, he asked for your hand in marriage.

Never had you expected this...

"I Found the reason for my smile, the day I found you. Will you let me be the reason for your smile and marry me, my love?"

Mammon

As most had expected, he forgot your birthday due to witches or the modeling gig, he did not.

Instead he forgot about preparing your birthday gifts. His excitement had always gotten the best of him.

The Avatar of greed did not have enough budget to prepare the gift you dearly wished for, therefore multiple part-time jobs and skipping RAD became more often.

Despite the scolding, he didn't bother and worked on, just imagining the smile you'd make once you saw what he got you.

''I'll make Mc smile. Just one more hour extra and the budget would be*chef's kiss* '' he thought as his co-workers packed their belongings up.

It was late night and the moons shined brightly over the streets of devildom however he wasn't much worried because it was not like your birthday the next day. (it was)

Stretching his arms, he woke up around 1:35 pm due to his fucked up sleep schedule, only to be greeted by your excited figure cuddling him.

Grey-haired demon thought it was the Delirium before the day itself. He was wrong.

At first he acted totally oblivious to the fact any special day was just around the corner. He knew that surprises even more better!!

And then your great mammon ignored you for a while to rid of the risk of you following him to the destination.

Though his plan was to get your hopes down, he ended up making you cry. It hurts a lot especially when the love of your life forgets your birthday afterall you gave him everything he wanted on his.

The visit was successful. He even had extras left to treat you!!!

The was big achievement for someone who hated working to the slightest, to work for 3 weeks and multiple jobs!!!

But before he left, the seller mocked him about being a damned day late for this gift could have been sold at a better price if not booked.

That is when it all clicked and he panicked. Today was your birthday! Oh shit!!

He rushed home back to you. As he ran, he planned how to ask for your forgiveness.

" Oi Mc I'm sorry!--Oh hell no!!" "Mc I fucked I am sorry, please forgive afterall I'm your first man.--fuck this shit imma just play smooth."

Panting, he paused right before the door of your room and knocked lightly. Seeking your permission to enter.

You lazily opened the door for him, tired after shedding many tears for him.

Mammon instantly knew what to do. "Oi Mc I'm sorry for not wishing ya' a happy birthday earlier but I was busy buyin you somethin', here darlin' close your eyes."

Hearing his apology, you felt oddly happy and followed his request. Soon you felt a soft cold metal cling to your wrist. A bracelet, huh.?

"Open y'er eyes, human." On your wrist was bracelet that said 'His human' and another matching one was on his wrist which said 'Their stupid' . (Now isn't that adorable?)

"I was savin' up for this, so ya' better appreciate it. Hmph!" Giggling you yelled 'I love you' at him making him blush immediately.

However, when he spoke, he spoke genuinely and not in tsundere.

"Ya' make my life worth living. You bring smiles to my face, and y'er touch shows me how much you love me and care for me. Y'er my friend and my lover. Happy Birthday!"

Leviathan

With envy filled to the brim, Leviathan was very focused upon you and having your attention only for himself. To not let anyone snatch you away for they could better be than him, he'd make notes to treat you like royalty and improve his guilt-tripping habits.

Guilt, regret, shame. His heart screamed within the confines of his chest, as he rubbed your back assuring you that he still loved and will continue to do so.

It was his envy. It had always been his envy. Who always held him captive like a bird in a cage, he struggled to break free. He just couldn't.

The fault was his for if he hadn't given in to the jealousy named poison, you would be happily celebrating your birthday rather than crying in his embrace.

The fault was his for if he hadn't screamed at your friends who just came to congratulate you about getting in a relationship with the demon you very much loved and to wish you a birthday.

They left because of him. Not because he humiliated them but he forgot his own lover's birthday and called them a pathetic cheater, as they didn't feel like reminding of what the day was. They had left off with their friends, returning at HOL at night only to get yelled at.

Caring friends as they were, they tried convincing Mc to leave which his love refused. So, they left pitying the poor human.

No-matter how much Mc begged her companions to stay, they didn't.

Oh the suffering for His Normie, they ran upto him vulnerable-ly and started hitting him weakly, breaking down. Why was he? Why was he like this?! Why must he always leave you crying due to his envy?!

"Hey easy...calm down please, I'm sorry. I really am sorry, please forgive me and I promise I will make everything right. Please." "How..?" "Please trust me. My love." "Are you sure..?" "Yes...yes...I love you..."

Could you really trust his statement? You wondered. He could forget his word much like how he forgot your birthday.

The great admiral of hell's navy was true to his word, and successfully united you again with those who almost abandoned you or it seemed like--but no they were just disappointed. They were never going to do such a thing.

The meet went smoothly, and soon the the sun was setting casting shadows along with dying light, it was a dreamy sight for anyone.

Leviathan had known that he still had to make upto you properly and therefore, he took you to the cosmos of frodane.

Red, blue, yellow, any colour you could possibly think of was there, shining as brightly you were.

Taking in a shaky breath, the Avatar of envy gave you a bouquet, each flower consisting different scent which complimented the other.

The shimmer in your eyes gave you away and he gave you a sweetly addicting kiss while mumuring...

"I always cause some mess. It is never your fault. I’m sorry for making you feel unhappy. I cannot believe that I cause hurt to you. You are my only hope for my life. I promise you that I will do my best to make a better version of myself for you, my 3rd waifu~"

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And here we go... the pain and the suffering. Lol

Hope you like it and stay safe everyone. ♡♡♡

Have a good day!

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Mc falling asleep next to them

Lucifer:

he had been working nonstop for hours now and the pile of yet to be read and signed documents wasn't getting any smaller

you had been sitting in his study silently working on your own assignments, that was until you've finished them about an hour ago

pacing his room in boredom and looking at the stuff he keeps in his closets (mostly books, records and demonus)

"Could you stop wandering around, you're irritating me!" Lucifer is stressed, annoyed, etc and your sighs, constant footsteps and opening and closing of closet doors, didn't help him to concentrate

you could have left the room and found something else to do, but you were determined to spend some time with him, as the evening work hours are quite literally the only hours where you can be alone with him

so instead you seeked permission for putting on a record to have at least some entertainment, which was both a good and a bad choice at the same time

yes you had something to enjoy and relax to, but the relaxing part worked a little bit too well

after a good ten minutes you were sleeping peacefully, stretched out all over his sofa with no care in the world

"I'm going to take a small break and get some coffee. Do you want something as well?" Lucifer asked only to be met with silence, which he didn't appreciate

he was about scold you for being rude, when his gaze fell on your sleeping form and the words seemed stuck in his throat

how could you sleep so peacefully right next to one of the strongest demons of hell, he honestly didn't know if he was pleased you found comfort in his presence or if he should be annoyed that you don't take him serious enough

nonetheless you seemed to have a good sleep and as this is often near impossible in the House of Lamentation, he decided to let you sleep

he got himself his coffee and once back in his study he moved his workplace to the small coffee table and took a seat next to you on the sofa

he adjusted your form so you weren't hanging half of the edge and put his coat over your sleeping form for some warmth

"Foolish little lamb, letting your guard down in a house of wolves, good thing I'm here to protect you..."

Mammon:

"And then I, the Great Mammon, made an action movie worthy escape and totally didn't run away in a panic, because Lucifer was chasing me..."

he had been telling you how exactly he got into the situation of hanging from the ceiling once again, as you've tried as careful as possible to cut him free, which was harder then expected with the way he kept moving around

once finally free, he dropped onto the ground, whining about the rope burns he got basically all over his body, though demons heal quicker, it still wasn't a nice feeling

with a sigh you offered him your hand and pulled him up and away to your room to give him some of the salve Satan had made you the last time you had accidentally cut yourself while cooking

you sat a flustered Mammon onto your bed while you went ahead and searched through your bathroom cabinets that were filled with products Asmo had gifted you, when you finally found it you asked Mammon to hold still while you put some salve onto his burned skin

"W-what?! N-no way! I don't need your help, I can do that on my own!" and with that Mammon stormed away with your salve and locked himself into your bathroom

you knew better then to argue at this point, Mammon would do what Mammon wants to do...until he fails and seeks protection behind your back...

be it because he is embarrassed, doesn't know how to open the salve tube, or because there were so many rope burns...but Mammon took quite long to apply the crème, leaving you to wait for him for at least half an hour now

helping out Mammon can become quite tiring, not that you mind helping him or don't like being around him, but a nap sounds nice right now

and so you lay down in your bed, it is after all your room, and just because Mammon is currently camping out in your bathroom, doesn't mean that you can't take a nap

Mammon comes out of the bathroom a few minutes later, he probably needed a few more minutes to build up courage to face and thank you, but he is met with the sight of you sleeping on your bed

Mammons brain is working overdrive, trying to figure out if he should leave the room quietly, wake you up or stay and watch over you...then again he doesn't want to be seen as a creep by you, but he can't deny that he would like to stay with you

he carefully climbs into bed and pushes you a bit further in so you sleep on the wall side and don't fall off in case you move, it takes five more minutes until Mammon risks putting his arm around you all while holding his breath in anticipation of your rejection, when none comes he settles a little closer to you and falls asleep as well

"Don't worry my human, the Great Mammon is gonna keep you warm and protected in your sleep!"

Bonus: even though you two fall asleep next to each other with only Mammons arm wrapped around you, expect him to wake up on top of you holding you like your his pillow

Leviathan:

it was 5am and Levi and you were currently waiting in line in front of a shop to get your hands on a new limited edition Ruri-Chan figurine

surprisingly enough even though you turned up quite early, there were a good amount of people in front of you

the shop would only open a 9am so you still had a long time to queue in the coldness of the devildom morning

"Ah that is not fair! We planned everything so carefully, it was the perfect timing, why aren't we first in line?" Levi complained while standing on his tiptoes to be able to see and count the demons in front of him, coming to the conclusion that if everyone were to buy one figurine he'd still be able to buy one for himself...and whatever you might want

you weren't the happiest when he told you about his plan a few weeks prior and getting woken up this early you might have been a little slower than usual in getting yourself ready, now that you were here you couldn't help but feel a little guilty

you tried to cheer Levi up with the argument that if you were longer in line that also meant you could spend more time together, which resulted in Levi turning into a blushing but happy mess

you put down the blanket you've brought and made yourself comfortable on it, Levi joining you but looking a bit stiff from the closeness

you ate a breakfast consisting out of sandwiches made with whatever was left after Beels midnight snack, which wasn't much but better than nothing

afterwards as there was still a lot of time to pass you started to play some games on his Switch, trying to stay awake

the emphasis lies on 'trying', because after 2 hours or so you start to fall asleep, eyelids and limbs heavy, you don't have the energy left in you to fight the sleep and so you nod off, your head falling onto Levis shoulder who had been inching closer over the period of time...to be able to better see the Switch display not to be closer to you...

Levi.exe has stopped working

there he sits red as a tomato with Mc sleeping on his shoulder, the queue in front of him starts to pack up and move as the shop gets ready to open up, his Switch display is showing the game over screen, his mind feels fogged over and he has no idea how to react now

Mc just fell asleep and Levi feels guilty to wake them...but they have to move...

"H-hey Mc? T-the line i-is moving? Wake up....please..." his attempts are way to quiet for you to hear and even as he gently shakes your shoulder you do not wake, leaving Levi quiet in a dilemma

"N-no other choice..." he says as he packs up the stuff alone, leaving only you sitting on the cold floor...he can't just leave you here..

Levi turns into his demon form, his hands shaking and eyes flitting across your from and over the crowd of other demons, before he carefully lifts you into his arm, his tail wrapping around you as well for more stabilization, so he has one hand free to carry his shopping bag later

he never bought something faster than that day, he got his figurine and even bought you some anime merch he knew you had stated to like, all while feeling like he was running the worst fever of his life and receiving stares, giggles and smug smiles from way too may people, that was enough attention for at least a century for Levi...but he did like holding you in his arms

"This is not fair! I have to deal with all the embarrassment while you sleep...but I guess it's okay if it's for you..."

Satan:

Satans last anger fit had caused way more damage than usually, it had taken place in the library when Mammon had tried to steal a very rare book about spells, to sell it after he found out how rare it actually is...now that lead to Satan throwing down and emptying almost all bookshelves and kicking Mammon through the room

While Mammon was strung upside down from the ceiling, Satan was forced to clean up the library alone, but you had pity on him as there were quite a lot to clean up, if Lucifer doesn't find out you helped there will be no consequences

Satans opinion about you helping was split, first of all he was really thankful for the help even though he was at fault for the chaos, having to clean up all alone was a bit much, but on second thought Satan was worried that you tried to go against Lucifers orders, he's proud of you for defying his eldest brother but also feels like it's a stupid idea

but you have made your mind up and so while Satan repairs and stands up the shelves, you begin to put the books in, you might not know the exact way they stood like Satan, but for now getting them off the floor is the priority

there aren't many words spoken as you silently work away, only once in a while you point out a book which got a bit more damage, the cover hanging off loosely or a few pages ripped out, you two decide depending on the damage if it can be fixed or not

every now and then Satan asks you to hold a piece of a shelf together while he fixes it, he is surprisingly fast and knows exactly how to repair it...just as if he had to do it more than once in a while...

"Oh Mc? Can you give me the screwdriver? No no that one, the one with the cross head is what I need..." you had no idea there were so many different tools, and wouldn't be the slotted one sufficient if you just angled it right? Satan just laughs and let's you try it for yourself, only for you to fail, he then shows you how to do it correctly guiding you through fixing your first shelf

"The last shelf is standing again, I'll help you with the book now." Satan pointed out, a small ray of hope now that only the books were left, you didn't reply, which honestly wasn't really necessary, but a small affirming noise would have been nice, so Satan tries to keep the 'conversation' going, while he works on the books with his back turned to you

"...you're still ignoring me? Are you angry at me for making such a mess? You know you didn't have to help...you can go, no need to act like all high and mighty!" he was getting angry again, yes he did make a mess, but he didn't do anything to you! Had he? He couldn't remember, but humans might interpret actions and words differently…he didn't want you to be mad at him, and neither did he want to get angry at you, but with you ignoring him it became quite difficult to keep his voice low

having enough and wanting to make up before it gets worse, he makes his way over to you, who was leaning against a shelf with a book in your hand

as he sits down next to you and turns your body to him through a guiding hand on your shoulder, he startles, you fell asleep in a sitting position? That sounds more like something Belphie would do...Isn't that uncomfortable?

You must have been exhausted after filling up three shelves of books and fell asleep midway on your fourth shelf, Satan chuckles amused and relieved you aren't mad at him but simply sleeping

He picks you up and brings you to your room where he lies you down in your bed, covering you with the blanket and hesitantly stroking your hair before going back to cleaning up the library

"Thank you for being so patient with me and helping me! You can rest now and I'll make it up to you later!"

Bonus: he will most definitely take you out on a date of your choice, even if he doesn't enjoy the idea as much as you

Asmodeus:

Asmo had taken you out shopping, as he claimed his wardrobe was not having the right clothes anymore so he had to get new ones fast

he had dragged you through town for the whole day and you two only returned home late in the afternoon, you completely exhausted and ready to drop in your bed, while Asmo while being slightly tired, still insisted on putting on all the clothes and showing them off to you and his followers on Devilgram

he entrusted you with his D.D.D to take some nice amazing shots of him to gain even more followers, though that seemed impossible as it already felt as if the whole population of hell was already subscribed to his account

but as long as all you had to do was hold the D.D.D up and click the screen for a picture, you were fine, you sat down on Asmos bed trying not to disturb the bags of clothes that lay there as well

Asmos screen lit up nearly every few seconds with a new message, how did this man not get crazy with all the message?! And he must check them all, because whenever you write him, he is on and writing back instantly...maybe you should steal his D.D.D from time to time to get him away from it...

While Asmo was changing into new clothes in the bathroom, you could hear him humming a happy tune, clearly in his element and enjoying his time, which made you happy as well, but the exhaustion was still plaguing you and the bed felt unbelievably comfy and on top of that the humming of Asmo was slowly lulling you into sleep

"Oooh Mc~ I especially like this top! Just look how nicely it fits, it shows of my best parts, which are all of me haha...hey Mc?~ Look at me!" Asmo pouted as you stayed put on his bed, and climbed over your form, already expecting you to start pushing him off, only to get concerned when you don't

then he sees your eyes are closed and you seem to be peacefully asleep, he instantly coos at your sweet sleeping expression, the back of his hand caresses you cheeks softly, but you don't react much besides moving a bit into am ore comfy position

Asmo backs off and begins to put down his bags, then he tucks you under his covers and climbs right in with you, pulling you close so that you lie on his chest, his arms encircling you to keep you put

the pictures for Devilgram are forgotten for now, they're not running away anyway, you two can continue another time, but for a beauty nap sounds good

"Oh Mc! You look so cute when you're sleeping...next time tell me you need a break, I'm happy to cuddle you while you're recovering!"

Beelzebub:

you had decided to stay a bit longer at RAD today, because you still had something to discuss with one of the teacher, as well as doing some research for an essay that was due next week

most of the brothers had already left for home or different work related activities, except Beel who had Fangol practice today after school, and as you were not allowed to walk around the Devildom without someone accompanying you for protection, all that was left for you was to wait for Beel to finish his practice, which usually took place for about two hours

you sat down on one of the benches at the side of the field, waving to Beel so he knew you where you were and could keep an eye on you

you worked away on your homework and checked you D.D.D from time to time replying to all the messages you got

the practice seemed to be still not finished even after two hours had passed and you were getting a bit tired from sitting around, but you also couldn't just wander off, Beel might start worry...plus the risk of running into a less friendly demon was still a thing

so you shifted from one position into another not really being able to get comfortable on the hard wooden bench

the ground seemed to be comfier with every minute passing, and so you lay down ignoring the weird looks of the team and trainers, you're body simply wasn't made to sit on this bench longer than necessary

"Here you can wrap yourself in this...it's getting cold. Training is almost over, just hold out a few more minutes!" Beel came over and gave you his jacket and you quickly put it on revelling in his warmth

but here is the problem the jacket made you feel so comfortable that you fell asleep, right on the floor next to a few dozen demons

"We're finished! I'm hungry, let's go get something to eat, any wishes what you want?" Beel was packing his stuff and rambling on about how he could eat at least one year worth of food, training having starved him quite a lot

but when you didn't respond he grew worried and kneeled down next to you, gently resting his hand on your side, he simply laughed when he saw you fell asleep, he is used to it due to Belphie, so he carefully picks you up and carries you home, deciding to order food once there

just Beel giving you a piggy back home, softly smiling to himself and being happy you've come to be so at ease around demons..still at bit worried, but he'll protect you, no worries

"I'll stay by your side until you wake up...and then we can eat lots of good food...please just don't sleep too long or I might have to eat before you wake up."

Belphegor:

so there he was, sleeping, on your bed, in your room, without an invitation...and honestly it wasn't even a surprise anymore, coming home after a work shift at Hell's Kitchen and just wanting to sleep, but no there was no space for you on the bed

I have no idea how, but he manages to occupy the whole bed, and hog blanket and pillows to himself as well

if only he was easy to wake, just to tell him to move over, but no he wouldn't wake up unless you pulled the big guns and nobody wants to face the consequences after one dumped water bottle on his head, it would be a hundred times easier and less dangerous to wake Satan

but you were really tired and just wanted to cuddle into your bed, maybe you could maneuver him with a bit strength..actually forget that...you could always call Beel for help to carry him to his own bed, but by the way he was clinging to your blanket and pillows, that would only end in a empty mattress to sleep on and then you would get cold...

honestly it was his own fault at this point you had threatened him to do it, but he had just laughed it off...

and so you climbed into bed and lay down on top of him, wrapping your arms around him so that you would get at least his body warmth if not the blanket

to your surprise he didn't wake up and he was really comfy, his rhythmic breathing was really relaxing and it didn't take you long to fall asleep

after some time Belphie wakes up with you wrapped around him, he quickly realises that you're asleep, but is stunned nonetheless that you would actually have the guts to sleep on top of him with the risk of waking him up in a bad mood

"That's quite bold of you! You didn't think I will let that slip though, right?" he chuckles amused but shifts nonetheless to make room for you, his embrace is tight, and he hopes just a little bit that you wake up, so he can tease you, but you stay asleep looking content with your new position

"I suppose I could go for another nap...now that I have my favourite pillow with me, sleeping will be even better!" he cuddles you, just like the blanket and pillows...which you don't get any of by the way, but you get Belphie so that's even better, he's gonna keep you warm, don't worry

"You're such a odd human...no idea why I like you...anyway just stay here in my arms and sleep!"

Diavolo:

yesterday was amazing, Dia had taken you to a trip in the human world and you had showed him around, visiting as many places as you two could

what you didn't know was that he had actually sneaked out of the castle to spend time with you

well you didn't know until a very angry Barbatos opened a portal right in front of you two and started lecturing Dia for at least one hour

you felt a bit guilty that you were the indirect cause of this and quickly apologised to him promising to make it up

so here you were in Dias office, overseeing him to do his work so he couldn't sneak out again and Barb didn't have to find him

after all if the reason for sneaking out was right in his room then he had no reason to go, besides the intimidating amount of work left on his desk after yesterdays excurse

Dia worked concentrated for most of the time, only now and then staring out of the window or talking to you

"Isn't it boring to watch me work? I can work alone, I promise to run away...or else Barbatos might get a heart attack from shock of seeing me gone again" he chuckled while signing another document

you reassured you didn't mind sitting next to him in silence, you had a good book borrowed from Satan, tea and cookies from Barbatos and you could stare at Diavolo all day long

your last statement made Dia flush red quite quickly and he tried to distract himself with his work, he slouched over in his chair trying to escape your gaze, but you were having none of it

your arms snaked around his waist and your head came to lean on his shoulder, Dia stiffened not sure how to react he liked the feeling of you hugging him, but now he was scared to move too much as not to disturb you or accidentally hit you with his elbow while trying to write

after a few more documents his eyes flit over to your face, cheek squished against his shoulder, eyes closed and breathing calmly

"Mc? Are.. are you sleeping?" he is whispering trying not to be too loud in case you are truly sleeping, and that you are! A soft smile graces his lips, nobody was ever this relaxed around him, he is proud and wants you to stay asleep as long as possible

he keeps working until Barbatos knocks on the door, coming in and announcing to have brought more tea, only to stop when he sees the sight in front him, Mc holding onto Dia, head resting on his shoulder and sleeping, while Dia put his finger to his lips to tell him not to be too loud

you sleep for an hour or so until Dia really has to move, apologising multiple times for having to wake you

"I'm glad you're able to relax around me, please continue to be yourself! My shoulder is always there for you to nap!"

Barbatos:

"You liked the cake that much? I'm flattered! I could teach you how to make it if you'd like?"

you had been over for tea at the castle and the chocolate cake with black-as-hell cherries was the best cake you've ever ate, it was bittersweet in taste not too much sweetness and not too much bitterness, paired with the melting chocolate, you could have eaten the whole cake on your own

you doubt you'd be able to get the same ingredients in the human realm but maybe you could find similar ones, so you were more than willing to learn with Barbatos

and so you arranged to meet the next Sunday afternoon for a baking session

Barb let you into the castle already awaiting you at the door even though you were early

you two worked on the cake, Barb explaining each step carefully, even for the easiest steps he takes his time to explain and help you, being very patient with you no matter how much you screw up

"Next we have to melt the chocolate in a pot. Wait a minute I turn on the stove for you" while you put the chocolate pieces into a pot, Barb moves behind you and turns on the stove, his arms brushing your sides, yet he stays fully focused, what can't be said for you

the cake is put together quickly with you two working together and while it bakes in the oven and the chocolate is meting, you two go ahead and start cutting and coring the rest of the cherries to decorate the cake later

"Here have a taste, they're bitter at first but the aftertaste is nicely sweet!" He holds out a cored cherry for you to taste and eats one himself, smiling gently at you while you sniff at the fruit first, which smells exactly like a normal human world cherry

the only thing left to do is wait for the cake so you two sit down for some tea at a small table in the kitchen, talking about the week, when Diavolo calls for Barb and he quickly excuses himself to help the prince out

the sweet aroma of the baking cake, the warmth of the tea and the very comfy chair you're sitting in, are a dangerous combination making you fall asleep

as Barb returns he sees you with your head lying on your folded arms on the table, clearly asleep, Barb decides to eave you there while cleans the kitchen and checks on the cake half an hour later

"Mc? The cake is ready to be decorated do you want sleep or do you want to help me?" somewhat embarrassed you stand up and help him with the decorations , Barb acts if nothing happened but he can't help but think about your gentle expression while you slept

"Next time I'll let you sleep longer... I wouldn't mind if you visited me for your naps if that meant I could see you more often."

Solomon:

learning magic was many things: exciting, frustrating, dangerous, fun...but sometimes it also was unbelievable boring

like when you think about magic, you think about casting charms, curses, making potions and all that stuff, but nobody told you that beforehand you have to learn everything about the new spell or etc in theory!

so here you were sitting with Solomon as he rambled on about how while the shrinking charm could have really bad side effects if casted wrong, sure it was important to know how to cast it correctly but did you really have to listen on to everything that might go wrong?

listening to all this just make you feel less confident, I mean technically you were practicing with a tea cup to shrink, so shrinking only a part of it wouldn't be too bad of a side effect, but what if you used too much pressure and made the cup explode and you'd hurt Solomon in the process?!

You took a deep breath, which made Solomon stop talking as he looked at you questioningly

"Anything wrong? Already giving up? Is it toom much?" his light teasing was meant to make you relax, but all you could do was give a small, stiff smile, signalling for him to continue and he did, after messing up your hair with his hand giving you a huge grin, but he talked slower now giving you more glances to make sure you were still alright

"How about a small break? I'll make us some tea..." he stood up and made some tea...in a beaker over a Bunsen burner..this weirdo..

the tea didn't taste weird though, it was just normal tea, even though the preparation would have made Barbatos get a stroke

after the break he was back to full tutor mode and your concentration slipped with each new word, until your head falls down, your chin resting on your chest comfortably, you had fallen asleep right before him

Solomon notices instantly that you're asleep and starts laughing so loud that you wake up again, he is crying and gasping for breath at your flustered state and you hit for good measurement on the arm

"Am I that boring? Fine if you're tired you can rest on my bed. I'll read you a bedtime spell book..." he doesn't stop laughing and teases you endlessly, you better be on your toes around him, you won't be hearing the end of this

"Hey sleepyhead? Do you want me to read you into boredom? I won't take pictures of your sleeping and drooling self...No promises made though..."

Simeon:

He was staring blankly at his manuscript, writers block had been plaguing him for quite some while now, but the new chapter had to be sent to the company until next week

you had offered to help him out maybe you could give him some ideas, so he invited you over and let you read the latest chapter so you'd know what had happened

you sat in his room brainstorming ideas on a small extra sheet trying your best to help Simeon out who looked quite lost

"Do you think that would work? Doesn't if feel a bit too rushed? But maybe if we combined these two ideas together..." he seemed to had found something and began to roughly write up a plan for his further writings

he continuously asked you questions about the smallest details, it was kind of cute that he relied so much on you, he probably could have done the rest himself as well, yet he kept involving you into the whole process

while his one hand scribbled like a madman, his other rested on your arm occasionally lightly squeezing it, reminding you that he didn't forget about you

you slowly fell asleep, the sounds of each others breathing, the pen scratching over paper and the ticking of the clock hanging on the wall, the inly sounds to be heard

"What about this part? How do you think it could go from here?...Mc?" he wasted no time in making sure you were lying comfortably, putting his cloak over your form and still squeezing your arm from time to time while he continued to write late into the night

only then did he notice, the brothers might worry about your absence, should he wake and bring you home? or should he let you sleep here and inform Lucifer about your safety? but the sofa you were currently sitting on, would make your back hurt if you continued to sleep here

it took him some time debating with himself, but came to the conclusion to carry you to his bed and tuck you in, giving you a forehead kiss like he was used to with Luke, only to realise what he'd done and quickly scrambling away in embarrassment to give Lucifer a quick call about the situation

"Have sweet dreams my lamb! I'll be guarding you in any realm, even the dream realm!"

Luke:

Luke, Simeon and you were having a small movie evening, watching some old Disney movies

Simeon didn't allow you to watch something else to protect Luke, but you didn't mind too much

you were having some freshly made desserts by Luke who had worked on them the whole day, as he was very excited for your meetup

you watched a few movies, talking, laughing and joking together, just having fun

"Huh? They called the mean cat Lucifer? Hahah how fitting, he kind of even looks like the real Lucifer! Ah, don't tell him that though!" Luke really liked to compare the different characters to the people he knows, but when there actually were a cat called Lucifer he was quite surprised...who would want their cute pet to be called like a demon? Why not call them angel names? Michael is a pretty cool name...

over the time you became more and more tired and Simeon seemed to notice, suggesting on stopping for today and continuing another time, but Luke convinced you two of one more movie

unfortunately you didn't last the final movie and fell asleep cuddled underneath the blanket between Simeon and Luke

Luke took some time to notice, only seeing it when he turned to you wanting to tell you his opinion about the last scene

"Oh! Simeon... Mc fell asleep..." Simeon already knew, as you had fallen onto his shoulder, not that he minded, he just told Luke to stay quiet and watch the rest of the movie

Luke cuddled up to you to keep you warm and occasionally glanced at you to make sure you were okay, and there cuddled next to you he as well fell asleep...trapping Simeon underneath your combined weight, making it impossible for Simeon to get out of the bed, so you three just slept together that night

"Don't worry Mc! I'll keep all demons away from you while you sleep!"

#obey me headcanons #obey me #swd obey me #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me belphegor #obey me beelzebub #obey me simeon #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos #obey me luke #obey me solomon #obey me shall we date #headcanon

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obeiii-mee · 3 years

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Mammon being greedy and constantly hoarding things away from all the others makes sense. That whole ‘scummy second born’ characteristic he has is what defines him as a demon and as a character. He’s the Embodiment of Greed. He does this shit all the time. The stealing, the lying, the gambling- all of it! Even his brothers seem to be under the impression that he doesn’t care about anyone else but himself. Which is just wrong, to put it in simple terms. Mammon does a lot for his family; they just fail to realise that.

Quite a few of the limited edition figurines and anime DVDs sitting on Levi’s shelf are from him, y’know? He made it seem like it was no big deal, that he found them lying around on the ground and he just happened to stumble across them and, out of the generosity of his own heart, handed them to his brother who was obviously excited to receive this kind of rare equipment. And the third born believed him because that sounds like a Mammon thing to do, since why else would he have such precious possessions within his reach? And give it to him no less, when he could’ve sold them for a lot of money??? In truth, Mammon probably went into debt trying to win these things and proceeded to spend weeks trying to get his hands on at least one so he could give the damn toy to his brother already. As an early birthday gift or something, idk what excuse he had in mind because he still has a reputation to uphold so he can’t be caught being a softie now, ya hear?!

Satan woke up with a cat in his room once. No tag, no owner. He swore that was the happiest day of his life simply because this random baby kitten found its way into his mess of a bedroom and he decided it was fate that such a wonderful thing were to happen. It took a while for Lucifer to agree but eventually he had to give in because Satan was being persistent, so he agreed on the condition that it’s just ONE cat and he better not come home to find a million of them sitting in the living room. Yeah, Mammon brought him that cat. He found it on the streets, in an empty alleyway or something, thought Satan might find it cute and then just…brought it home, I guess. And afterwards, he sneaked it into his brother’s room and pretended to act surprised the next day when its discovery was announced. He was also the one to convince Lucifer to let Satan keep it. Also, turns out the cat DID have an owner and Mammon just stole a pet, without even meaning to.

Asmo knows Mammon buys him make up kits and clothes from time to time. What he doesn’t know is that Mammon buys a lot of his jewellery too. To put it simply, the second eldest gets some really expensive looking-ass necklace, shoves it into a lower demon’s hands and tells him to go on and ‘give it to Asmo over there! He’s gonna love it, no need to thank me. You’re gonna earn some brownie points with the Avatar of Lust, good for you small, insignificant demon. Now just do it already!!’ Essentially, he’s too embarrassed to give these gifts himself but this is a regular occurrence that he forces onto others of lower status lol. Asmo comes home every time, flaunting this new gorgeous pair of earrings a fan of his gifted him and Mammon just goes ‘Whoa, that thing must be worth a fortune! Why dontcha hand it over to me, eh? C’mon, older brother privileges’ and the fifth born yells at him to stop being such a greedy asshole. The whole time he’s putting up a font so he doesn’t get found out because it would hurt his ego immensely if the others knew. Rinse and repeat after a couple of days….

The twins are easy because for Beel, all he needs to do is make him his favourite dish as often as possible and take him out to a few restaurants every once in a while to make him happy, which is good enough for Mammon, even if his wallet is screaming at him by the time they’re done. Belphie wouldn’t even notice this, but half of his pillows have either been ordered by Mammon on Akuzon or stolen from somewhere. I would be too afraid to ask where he stole such high quality pillows and blankets but yeah. Actually, those are two of the many things he does for the twins, the others including:

-Doing quite a bit of schoolwork for Belphie when he misses his classes (though he sometimes jokingly asks for compensation) or for Beel who stained his notes after salivating on them in class

-Sewing a few of Belphie’s pillows that he knows his brother used to like a lot before they ripped and had to be discarded of

-Always lets Beel know where his twin is because Belphie has a habit of falling asleep in random places and he doesn’t want Beel to worry about him when that happens so if he happens to spot him, he always tells Beel first so he can go and get him back to their room

-Etc…

Lucifer is last, mainly because Mammon doesn’t really give him a lot of physical gifts. I mean, some of the pricey alcohol the eldest has displayed in his office is from him but for Lucifer, Mammon was mostly there to provide him with emotional support. Especially after the fall happened and they all transformed into their ‘deformed’ demon forms for the first time, unrecognisable from the beautiful angels they once were before. That’s why Lucifer has so much trust in him-it’s because he knows Mammon is the most reliable demon out there and has always been there for him, quietly supporting him from the sidelines because he knew his brother had too much pride to ask for help from others. If I had to guess, Mammon would’ve had to pull Lucifer out of countless nervous breakdowns and self-pitying lines of thought, even more so after Lilith’s death. Honestly, Lucifer would’ve been totally lost and even more closed off than he is in the game at the moment if Mammon’s hadn’t been there for him. Actually, I guarantee you everyone would’ve fallen apart if Mammon was the one to die the Celestial War instead of their sister just because he’s the glue that’s holding them all together.

This post got really long but the point I’m trying to make is that Mammon loves his brothers and none of them really appreciate it enough because they’ve got this painted image of what they thought he should be like in their heads and therefore take all of his actions, as sincere as they may be, with a grain of salt. Obviously, these are just my HCs but I’m sure there are times where Mammon wonders if his siblings care for him at all or if they really dislike him as much as they let on. I know I would start thinking like that if I grew up in an environment where I’m constantly being insulted for the most minor of mistakes, since negative behaviour affects and sticks with you for a long time.

#obey me #obey me mammon #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me leviathan #obey me lucifer #obey me satan #obey HCs #I did it again #I was thinking about Mammon today #and then I got sad thinking #about how he gets treated sometimes #so I made these #to make you all suffer with me #:)

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simplyotometrash · 3 years

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MC turns into MSheep!

Inspired by the lil anime announcement we got because I love MC still being represented by a lil sheepie~!

As usual, this is gender-neutral reader!MC

It was a total accident. You were just working on your potion project with Solomon. He was helping you with the math of it, mostly, since it was pretty complicated. You had no idea where things went wrong. There was a puff of pink smoke when you added the last ingredient and suddenly Solomon was a giant! Well, actually you were turned into a small pink sheep...

Lucifer:

He didn’t know what to say when Solomon brought you home.

You were a sheep. A tiny sheep. And very pink.

His beloved was a sheep.

Lucifer.exe has stopped responding.

Honestly, give this old man a few moments to take in the shock and let things settle.

Then he’s going to threaten Solomon because who else would have turned you into a fucking sheep?

A tiny voice sounded from the sheep. It sounded like you, only smaller.

“It was my fault. I think. Solomon didn’t even touch my potion ingredients.”

Well, that doesn’t change anything. Solomon had best change you back or else.

And those words shot pure ice through your veins. You knew when your Lucifer got pissed off, his threats were not to be taken lightly.

For the time being, however, you had to live as a sheep.

Lucifer didn’t hesitate to just carry you everywhere. What if you got lost? Or Beel tried to eat you? Or Belphie thought you were a pillow? Or Mammon tried to sell you?

There were too many variables and this old demon just wanted some peace of mind.

So you went literally everywhere with him. You two still talked as normal. You even slept in his room still.

You promised yourself to help him relax once you were human again. You knew your situation caused a lot of unneeded stress on the poor man.

It took three whole days before Solomon was able to change you back.

But when you were human again you didn’t expect Lucifer to hug you so tightly or give you such a firm kiss. He had missed his human being, well, a human far more than he cared to admit.

But you better make good on helping him relax. I think there’s some grey in his hair now.

Mammon:

Haha, good joke, Solomon! Now, where was his human? Really, where were they hiding?

He was so sure it was a prank and you were taking pictures from the bushes or something.

When you voice sounded from the small sheep Mammon nearly fainted.

What the fuck did Solomon do to his human?! The Great Mammon’s human was a sheep!

You explained your situation and Mammon only grew more jittery.

He was grinding his teeth. He didn’t hesitate, though, to snatch you away from Solomon and hold you like you were the most sacred thing in the whole of Devildom.

“Ya better turn them back! I can make money at the casinos so name the price!”

Oh he was serious. Mammon was willing to pay good Grimm just to turn you back.

And Solomon, after cruel teasing with pricing your return to human at over a million Grimm, said he would do it for free. After all, there was no telling if this would wear off or if it needed to be reversed.

So he would do it. It was a good chance to study your potion recipe and figure out how you fucked up.

Mammon, like his older brother, took you literally everywhere with him. But by everywhere I do mean everywhere. Lucifer at least had the decency to leave you out when he went to the bathroom. Mammon did not.

He was also making sure to keep you away from Asmo, who had fallen for your pink and fluffy form on sight.

Mammon talked to you like you were still human. He treated like his human.

But he also acted like you would break at any second. He had never been so careful in his life.

He honestly cried on the third day, worried you might be stuck as a sheep. He didn’t know what to do.

Of course, you were turned back by that evening. Solomon had dropped by to check in and the potion naturally wore off.

Mammon hugged you so tight you felt like you were being suffocated.

But he was back to normal the second Solomon joked that he wanted to get paid for his efforts.

Levi:

Once Solomon was able to get into his bedroom, Levi just about fainted at the sight of you.

He wasn’t even skeptical about this.

It was just like the anime “Help I’ve Accidentally Been Turned Into a Sheep and Now I’m Stuck!”. Literally, just like the anime!

You needn’t worry about anyone trying anything with you while Solomon worked to turn you back, it wasn’t like you would be leaving Levi’s room very much.

You were in his lap almost 24/7 save for when you needed food or to go to the bathroom. Or he needed to do the same.

His room was a fortress so you were pretty much safe.

You couldn’t remember the last time you got to spend quite that much time with your otaku. He could be difficult at times, especially when he was playing a game.

You actually relished the time spent as a sheep because of it.

Levi was not-so-secretly getting more and more anxious though.

He saw the anime! He made you watch it with him in one sitting, too! What if this turned out just like the anime and you never turned back into a human?

The main character in the anime was a sheep for an entire YEAR!

If he had a soul it would have left his body at the very thought.

By the end of the third day you could tell he was totally falling apart.

His partner was a sheep. Probably forever.

With a poof of pink smoke you were human again.

And Levi unconscious because, for some reason, you turned human and had no clothes on.

You just put on some of his clothes for the time being and called Solomon.

You caught a glimpse in the mirror as you were on the phone and told him to keep working on that reversal potion.

You still had sheep fluff for hair, horns, and sheep ears...

Satan:

If looks could kill then Solomon would have been dead where he stood.

The sin of wrath was so pissed off that there was an evil, menacing aura radiating from him.

And it was directed solely at Solomon.

“I don’t even want you working on a way to turn them back. You might be a great sorcerer but I’m going to do this myself.”

He snatched you away and slammed the door in the sorcerer’s face.

No one tried to bother him as he stormed back to his room.

“I promise I’m going to turn you back, MC.”

He poured over his books and had you give him the potion you had been making. You had to tell every single detail you could remember of what happened leading up to your transformation.

But he didn’t only focus on turning you back.

He couldn’t neglect you being in the room with him. You still brought out the calm within him and made him feel at ease.

When you insisted he take breaks, he would make some tea and give you a straw so you didn’t get tea in your wool.

Like he usually did, he read to you when you wanted to go to sleep. It was even more relaxing holding a warm ball of fluff.

But he barely slept.

He had to figure out a way to turn his favorite person back to normal.

You were still you, no doubt about that, but he missed you being a person. Someone he could kiss and hold hands with. Someone he didn’t have to worry about accidentally crushing or losing because you were so small.

He finally figured it out. He studied your potion recipe for hours on end until he figured out what went wrong. You had been given a recipe that had been “mislabeled”.

Knowing that made it a cinch to turn you back within the hour.

Now to murder the dodgy sorcerer who gave you the recipe for class to begin with.

Asmo:

“Whaaaaaat? MC? A sheep? Oh, darling, you are so cute! And so soft!!”

He canonically loves cute things (did you read the Devilgram story about him taking care of bunnies?) so he was having the time of his life.

And then it hit him as soon as Solomon laughed.

He couldn’t go out on dates with you. He couldn’t kiss you. Or see your stunning face. Your voice wasn’t the same.

Solomon promised to do what he could to fix this, but it could take a few days.

Did he spend the next hour crying and hugging your fluffy body? Yes, yes he did.

You got him calmed down, reassuring him that it was temporary and there were some perks. He would totally get lots of attention on Devilgram if he posted your pictures! You were pink, his favorite color! You had lots of soft wool he could brush and he could paint your tiny sheep hooves!

That perked him right up.

He spent the next several hours styling your wool, somehow managing to put braids in it. He gave you cute decorative pieces to wear in your wool, painted your hooves to match his nails, and even gave you a little bowtie!

And boy did his Devilgram blow up with attention at the sight of your pictures.

You even inspired his newest clothing designs! Clothing for pets! Devildom didn’t have a cute variety of pet clothes, and while you weren’t a pet, you were very inspiring to look at.

Even pets deserved to look beautiful!

You were so soft to snuggle with but nighttime really made him miss you. Even in an innocent way, he missed skin-to-skin cuddling. It was always so reassuring.

But he didn’t have that.

He managed to get through the days that went by before Solomon finally turned you back.

And he was beginning to wonder if Solomon had drawn out your time as a sheep on purpose.

That didn’t matter, though. Not when he had to take you out on a date!

Beel:

Solomon was holding something soft and fluffy. Was it food? Cotton candy? It looked really sweet and tasty.

“Beel, no, it’s me!”

“MC...?”

He wasn’t happy once the situation was explained. But he didn’t show it. To be fair, he wasn’t the most outwardly expressive of his emotions unless it was necessary.

With Solomon’s promise to return you to normal, he just carried you back to the kitchen with him.

But he wasn’t hungry anymore. Not when his dear human was in a new and unusual form.

It caused him to go into a bit of a crisis, though.

What did sheep eat? What could YOU eat? You were a human in a sheep’s body after all. Did you have to eat what sheep ate or could you still eat your favorite things?

He sat there, staring at the cupboards and fridge, with the most worried look on his face.

To be fair, you weren’t sure either.

And you two stayed liked that until Satan said you could still eat whatever you liked, though it would be best to avoid meat unless it was basically shredded.

Then came Beel’s next huge crisis: he was terrified of crushing you!

You were so tiny and delicate now, even more fragile than when you were a human.

It took a little convincing but Beel took to carrying you literally everywhere you wanted to go. He loved how soft you were.

Though you didn’t like how often he drooled on you because your fluff looked too tasty. You promised to get him cotton candy once you were a human again, which kind of helped the situation.

Beel even made sure to make everything you ate easy on you! He didn’t want anything to be hurtful to your little sheep body or hard for you to eat!

He didn’t hesitate to help you drink the reversal potion once Solomon got it made, holding his breath until he saw you in your proper state again.

He could breathe easy again.

Belphie:

What was Solomon carrying? A new pillow or something?

It looked so soft and like it would be a perfect napping pillow.

He wasn’t even listening to anything Solomon had to say, the explanation going in one ear and out the other.

He was focused on going inside to use the new pillow.

Until he heard you talking to him after Solomon had given up on explaining anything.

Now he was mildly concerned. You weren’t you anymore. You were a sheep. He actually listened as you told him your story, unlike with Solomon, and he merely shrugged.

“Well, what can you do? You’ll be normal again eventually.”

You knew your grumpy demon, though. He was worried about you. But Belphie was never good at showing his worry for others unless it was drastic.

True to form, he passed out once he laid down again. You were held against him as if you might disappear while he slept.

It was all the more proof he was worried about your situation.

He still slept most of the time, he was like a cat in that he slept for hours without moving. You had to wiggle free to do anything. No one wanted to wake up to a sheep smelling like piss and you didn’t want a bath.

Belphie whined that taking care of you as a sheep was too much work, but the moment anyone tried to take you from him he immediately got defensive. He even threatened to break Mammon’s hands.

The only one he trusted with you was Beel.

Always sleeping holding your little sheep self did make him realize he wanted a stuffed animal version of you just like that.

It was so nice to snuggle with.

But he missed the normal you. He wanted to have you to lay on or go “star” gazing with. He wanted to do things with you again that weren’t quite possible with you as a sheep.

So he may have gone to find Solomon and threaten him if he didn’t turn you back quicker.

It was all for naught, as he came home to find you curled up in his bed in your human form once again.

He’d wake you up later. For now, he wanted to take another nap with you.

#obey me #obey me headcanons #obey me shall we date #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me levi #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmo #obey me asmodeus #obey me beel #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphie #obey me belphegor #obey me fluff #waylonwrites

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