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luci-is-a-bitch-x3x · 2 months

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Obey me! Nightbringer Diavolo Drabble:

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Welcome! To this adventure! The characters may not be how you imagine! I apologize for any poor jokes, bad spelling, and terrible grammar. Without further ado, please enjoy the content. ♡

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CW: nightbringer talk, could be spoilers. Lemme know if I miss any other warnings!

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Can we just talk about nightbringer Diavolo? I love it. He's giving zero fucks, madly in love vibes. Puppy love. Like the reality that his father may and probs won't wake up hasn't set in yet, so he hasn't gotten semi more serious about doing his duties. He disobeys Barbatos and runs around with Mc like high school sweethearts. Nightbringer Dia is doing the craziest shit man, I feel like it's still him when he feels like that prince that doesn't have any responsibilities yet, just the young fun Prince. In og obey me he's still fun and silly but he's got himself a more serious, I've been doing this for a bit so I kinda know what I'm doing vibe. He gets like that in nightbringer after a certain situation or whatever, but the point is that we get to see Dia live for a bit. We get to see him just be a normal demon to a point, yeah hes still a royal so he has to live up to a certain standard but besides that he gets to do a lot more silly and goofy things. I mean he also has to do a lot of not so silly really hard traumatizing, this is what makes me so good at being the Demon Prince, and basically Demon King, things too but everyone has to experience character development. Nightbringer in general is fascinating to me and like looking at all the characters is cool but I really enjoy seeing Diavolo in this light. Like nightbringer is complicated and stressful for Mc, but I think nightbringers good for Diavolo, in the sense of him having a moment to just experience what it's like to not to live. To fall in love with someone and run around without permission trying to see the person you love. This specific thing I'm gonna talk about is a spoiler for a chat with the royals I think. But the fact that Barbs texts the group chat with Diavolo and Mc and is basically like calling Diavolo out for not being at the castle, and then Diavolo like tries to play it off and just be like oh why do you ask? And then Barbs sends a picture of Diavolo lost, kills me. But what really kills me is that Diavolo has the audacity to ask Barbatos to take him to Cocytus Hall because he's lost. Like he didn't even ask Barbatos for permission to go, and still he has no shame In asking Barb to take him to Cocytus Hall to see Mc. That and another chat where Diavolo accidentally texts the royal chat with Mc instead of just texting Mc, Diavolo is supposed to be working but is trying to sneak away to take a break and hang out with Mc and then like Barbs is just like "My lord? Do you plan to go somewhere with Mc?" I just find it so funny, like it's basically two highschool sweethearts running around trying to not get caught by their parents but instead of it being their parents it's Barbatos, who knows like everything so sneaking around him is basically impossible. Now I don't think Diavolo's love language and will to disobey Barbatos changes much in og obey me, but I still think it's changed a small amount, like yeah he still disobeys Barbatos sometimes but it's just not the same in my opinion. Like in og obey me it's kind of like a friend and a friend, with a little bit of Barbs still being a strict parent of a butler. In og obey me Diavolo is more serious about his duties so Barbs doesn't have to work as hard to keep him in check. But I'm NB obey me, it feels more like a parent and a child, Barbs has to sit there and try to keep Diavolo in check until he gets serious, and Mc is not a help in Barbs case.

Also can we just talk about NB Dia and Barbs, like okay I don't know the lesson but this is a spoiler, but like finding out that child Dia tried locking Barbatos in a room until Barbatos swore loyalty to him, is insane and so f-ing cute. There is so much of a relationship going on between those two hidden under that butler and master relationship thing they've got going on. You know Barbs gives shit to Lucifer for being soft on his brothers or when Lucifers soft on Diavolo, but Barbs is like that with Diavolo too. Like giving in and swearing your loyalty to a child who locked you in a room even though you could get out with your powers, that's giving in and being soft on them. And for Dia's birthday lesson thing, Barbs gives in and goes soft trying to let Diavolo go have a normal birthday. I'm not going to put a label on their relationship as man would that cause problems, but whatever's going on between them is cute, and I enjoy getting to witness it.

I can't end the Dia nightbringer talk without talking about Dia and Luci. Now here's my thing with them, yes even Diavolo acts like the reason he took them in is because the brothers are shiny jewels that'll make the Devildom more powerful, but he took Lucifer in, because that's his boy. Like I don't know what kind of relationship was going on between the two of them when Lucifer was still an angel, but Lucifer talks about knowing Dia before falling obvi, and when he talks about it, he acts like they got along and we're friends. As much friends as they could be, Lucifer is the Avatar of Pride and looked down on demons. The two of them have such a weird but cute relationship/friendship?? I don't care what you think it is, it's cute. Like do you think when Lucifer was still an angel Diavolo still acted the way he does with him? Do you think Diavolo just sat at the meetings between angels and demons and just complimented and complimented Lucifer until he was bright red in the face and cursing Dia to stop? Also in my opinion what makes Lucifer so special to Dia compared to the other brothers is I bet Lucifer interacted with Diavolo's father a good few times before the fall. So yes, his father did put the brothers in their order so all the brothers may have technically met Diavolo's father, but Lucifer would actually know Dia's father a little. So when Dia's all in the dumps, all is this what my father would've wanted? Am I living up to my father's expectations? Lucifer may be able to be like Barbs and give Dia reassurance as he probably met the guy before he decided to take the longest nap in history. Dia's dad literally makes Belphie look weak, Avatar of Sloth my ass, Dia's dad is the true avatar of sloth. Jkjk.

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That's all for now babes! Hope you enjoyed!! ♡ This is not proofread. Feel free to comment or reblog any thoughts or any add ons you have! Would you guys like me to do more of these but for the other characters? Lemme know, or if you have any nightbringer content you want in general let me know. I'm at lesson 40 in nightbringer. Anyways more content is coming soon so Stay Tuned! Stay Safe! & stay Spooky! ♡

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misc-obeyme · 9 months

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Oh hey, it's CC, your local fluffy fanfic writer who seems to think they can write theory posts. I really should just stick to what I'm good at, but here we are.

I'm back on my Solomon and Barbatos theories, brought to you by the insanity that was hard Lesson 20. I'm also just thinking a lot about that whole situation, so.

Spoilers below the cut, as always!

Here is my first post about hard Lesson 20.

I went back and read the lessons with Raphael in them because now that I know it's actually Michael pretending to be Raphael, it changed the meaning of everything Raphael was originally saying.

Now obviously Michael is still pretending to be Raphael at this point, so it's hard to say how much of it is Michael saying what he thinks Raphael would say and how much of it is Michael just saying what he wants to say.

There were a few general things I wanted to talk about, specifically that I think Michael is a coward. When he was in the Devildom as Raphael, he kept saying stuff like "Michael wants to send you this message" and "I know about this from Michael" like why didn't he just come on down as himself and own it?

Raphael actually calls him out on this.

I'm seriously starting to love Raphael. He's just like, you're an idiot and I don't have time for your nonsense lol.

But anyway, there were a few things that Michael said as Raphael that I found interesting. Most of the stuff he said to the brothers was very official stuff like "The Celestial Realm has pardoned you" and "do you doubt our Father?"

But when he talks to Simeon and Luke, he's completely different. He showers them in gifts (which is especially funny because he's still pretending to be Raphael, so it's like here is Michael acting like he's Raphael giving gifts to Simeon and Luke that he says are from Michael...) and he tells Luke he might consider being a principality and watching over humans.

Though when Simeon questions whether or not this what He really wants (assuming we're talking about Father/God here), "Raphael" is like are you doubting?? It's like he cares about all these people, but the second they do something he doesn't like, he gets weird about it. He can't just be like okay, I see that you needed to make this decision for yourself and I'm happy for you. No, he's like you are wrong and I'm going to try to convince you of that. So I'm going to do some crazy stuff and stress everybody out.

All of this is to say that I'm not sure how I feel about Michael, but so far I'm not impressed.

OKAY but now on to my Solomon and Barbatos stuff.

My original Solomon theory can be read here.

Basically, I was speculating that we're dealing with two different Solomons, one of which is the past version and one of which is the future version that came back to help us.

However, I'm not sure that's exactly what's going on.

You can read this post about Lesson 17 for a little context on this, but I also talk about Solomon switching outfits a lot. Because he does and he seems to be the only one who does.

So now, I thought this particular exchange was interesting:

Okay, we all remember this line from Diavolo, but I'm interested in Barbatos's "..." that comes after. Why would they include that? And right after Diavolo calls Raphael "Seraph Raphael?"

I think it's because Barbatos knows this isn't really Raphael. Why would they put that in there at all if it didn't have some significance? And I can't imagine what else it could mean, now that we know that wasn't Raphael at all. Does Barbatos know that it's Michael? I'm not sure. Maybe. But it could be that he just knows it ISN'T Raphael.

I also noticed that any time Raphael and Solomon are in the same place, Solomon is wearing his casual sorcerer outfit, the one I think belongs to our original present timeline Solomon.

But after Raphael leaves the first time, Solomon and Barbatos have tea at the Demon Lord's Castle and he's wearing the trench coat.

It's a fascinating conversation. Because if Barbatos can tell when someone is not who they seem, and this Solomon is not our Solomon, then Barbatos is fully aware that this is not Solomon.

However, they keep up the pretense that this is the same Solomon. They even talk about his hangover and stuff.

BUT.

Then they talk about why Barbatos is angry at Solomon and Solomon is very much just like ??? about it.

SO here are my theories.

I think we are dealing with two Solomons, one who wears the casual sorcerer outfit and one who wears the human world trench coat outfit.

The trench coat one is not our original Solomon. He might be a version of Solomon - such as past!Solomon - but now I also think he might be a completely different character disguised as Solomon.

Barbatos knows that MC is from the future, I think. I can't imagine why he wouldn't know. I think he also knows trench coat wearing Solomon is not the original.

And I kinda think it might actually be Michael who's pretending to be Solomon?? But as I mentioned in my original hard Lesson 20 post, that would also mean he made a pact with Asmo and that part doesn't make sense.

But the conversation Barbatos has with Solomon after Raphael makes his ultimatum really makes me feel like they are talking about something else. Without getting into ridiculous amounts of detail, it just sounds like Barbatos is saying I'm mad at you, but he's not saying it to Solomon, he's saying it to whoever is disguised as Solomon. He calls him an imbecile multiple times. And yet, Barbatos always used to say how smart Solomon was, so it just doesn't add up. I can't imagine anything that Solomon himself could have actually done to make Barbatos so angry with him. It makes more sense to me for it to be someone else entirely.

I also think that whoever is disguised as Solomon doesn't know that Barbatos knows that it isn't actually Solomon. Like okay, let's just say it's Michael to make it easy. If it's Michael that Barbatos is really mad at, but Michael doesn't know that Barbatos knows that he's Michael, then Michael would continue to respond to Barbatos as though he was Solomon. So if Barbatos is like I'm mad you (meaning Michael) and Michael is thinking okay what did Solomon do but he just has no idea, it makes sense that he would just have to default to saying I don't know why you're mad.

That's a bit of a convoluted mess, though. So I think it's probably unlikely?

Because I will say that I am really reading into things, though. And with this game, it's hard to say what any of what is said actually means. I just thought of the past/present Solomon theory and now I'm always looking for additional proof of it lol.

In the end, I'm still pretty upset with the way Michael decided to just show up and traumatize our poor boys further by granting them a pardon and telling them they can come back, but with all those strings attached. I don't know if this happened because he's just out of touch with everything and didn't realize how stressful that would be for them or if he's really just selfish. He just wants them back and he has the power to do it, maybe? I don't know, but man just leave them alone already would ya!

As for Solomon, I love him no matter what, so I hope that if my theory is correct, it gets resolved in a normal, non-heartbreaking way, thanks. Honestly, I'd rather be wrong about everything if it means sparing us from painful times with Solomon. He's been through enough, too.

Anyway, I just needed to get all this out of my head so I'd stop thinking about it lol. If you made it this far, thank you for reading the whole thing, I am sending you kisses.

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royalelusts · 11 months

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Hello! Not sure if your requests are open but if they are then can I request Lucifer, Mammon, Satan, Barbatos (you can remove or add characters, I don't mind!) with gn!mc (maybe teen? if you're alright with that) who's like extremely clumsy and gets hurt easily over literally anything.

And basically, one day they arrive at home and they have bad injury or smaller one but noticable, and when boy asks them about it they go like:

"Oh, I didn't even noticed!" and continues about their day like nothing happened.

It's completely alright if you don't want to do it! Like I understand that this topic might be a little uncomfortable so just take care and don't overwork yourself <3

my requests are always open! i just forget to put it up. also sorry for the little wait. I was trying to wait until school was over. I wrote this imagining a teen mc but it can be interpreted as a regular mc. enjoy <3

✰Mammon

Laughed the first time he seen you fall

“Haha dumb human! Can’t even walk properly.”

Didn’t even offer to help you up

*cue you kicking him in the shins*

As time went on though he started laughing less and less

Why were you always tripping?

Not even just that

You would often drop things or accidentally end up running into something

He had enough when you ran into a pole on the streets of Devildom

(This has happened to me💀)

Long story short you were stressing him out

Lucky for you he has stupidly fast reflexes so whenever he notices you losing your balance or something he’s there to prevent that

Now back to the present

You were supposed to meet him in his room after you were done baking with Luke and Barbatos

As time went on though he started to grow worried

It was getting later and later yet you weren’t back yet

Getting fed up he was about to go look for you himself

“IM BACK”

You walked in with a box full of treats..that was bent in some places

Mammon couldn’t get words out because of him being too focused on the blood that stained your torn sleeve

His stomach dropped thinking the worse

“Oh, that? I tripped on the way here.”

You let him look over your arm anyway just to put him at ease

He kept mumbling “stupid human and you’re fragile body” while doing so

It’s not your fault that demons have bones of fucking steel

But you kept that thought to yourself

✰Lucifer

You already give him gray hairs

It was as if you were always involved in something

He really wished you would just sit down and not move

So when he discovered you were clumsy??

Just kill him now.

To be honest he really underestimated how bad it actually was

Everyone (except him cause he’s “perfect” and “has a reputation to uphold” 🙄) trips from time to time so it’s fine

That was until he witnessed you fall down a flight of stairs

“Hey, Lucifer, I have a quest-”

The carpet got caught under your shoe and you went TUMBLING

When I tell you he was horrified

And you just laughed it off?? Like it was nothing????

Of course, he checked on you and made sure you were alright (followed by a lecture about being more careful)

The HoL was already human-proofed but now that he knew that you were a danger to your own self

He now has to bubble wrap every sharp corner and secure the rugs to the floor

It was quite a funny sight tbh

Much to his dismay, he can not be with you at every waking moment

He was a very busy demon after all and you two had separate lives

So when he got a call from you asking if he could come get you he grew slightly worried

Once getting to you he realized he had every right to be

There you were

Sitting on the sidewalk

WITH A FUCKING GASH ON THE SIDE OF YOUR HEAD

And you were just..sitting there.

Safe to say his soul left his body

Good job MC.

You killed the demon.

You explained that you were skipping back to HoL when you step wrong and your ankle pretty much gave out causing you to fall on the sidewalk

He physically couldn’t comprehend how you were sitting here this calm

“Don’t worry grandpa. Tis only a scratch.”

…

A scratch?!

*mother hen noises*

You did feel a bit bad about how worried he was getting so you let him pamper you the rest of the night

✰Barbatos

This man is literally your lifesaver

He knows you’re about to trip before you can even process that your clumsiness is in effect

Do you know the olive theory? Y’all are like that but with your clumsiness.

He now carries bandages with him wherever he goes

A small curing spell is always in the back of my mind

He’s prepared for everything ranging from papercuts to life-or-death situations

Barbatos is a very feared demon

He has no reason to be afraid or worried about things

That was until you almost dropped a tea set that was over 5 millennia old

Mind you it was also his favorite

Why you had it in the first place? He doesn’t know

What he does know is that it was about to hit the floor

He didn’t know which one to save: the tea set or you

No one had ever seen Barbatos’s life flash before his eyes until then

So congrats on being the first

(Diavolo also thought seeing Barbatos like that was hilarious)

You are no longer allowed to carry fragile things anymore

Whenever you’re carrying anything in general with Barbatos around he gets an underlying feeling of anxiety

Which is why we were here now

Barbatos was preparing some tea for Diavolo when he heard a loud crash

He paused for a moment before calmly setting down the tea mix

He already knew who it was

Swiftly walking to the source of the noise he found you and a Little D...with one of the curtains on the ground

“It seems you’ve been busy.”

“I swear I didn’t mean to.”

With a simple scan of you, he could tell you were fine

Quickly he ushered you away and instructed the Littlw D to clean up the mess

Though he had to admit

Part of him was relieved it wasn’t the China case next to the curtain

His favorite set was in there

✰Satan

Another one who laughed at you when he saw you fall

Though it was more of a chuckle

Before you got close he would go out of his way to step aside if you were falling in his direction

Ngl you and him had an unspoken beef going on in your early Devildom days

Obviously your friendship ended up flourishing but so did his concern for you

He just casually holds an arm out if he notices you tipping a little too much

Moves you out of the way if something you dropped might hurt you

He also keeps an eye out for anything that could cause you to stumble

He doesn’t hover over you but you know that he’s got you

Tbh 10/10 bodyguard

The same can not be said about his room

Walking in there is a death trap

The first few times you entered his room you fell over a stack of books successfully spilling tea on the table

After that Satan really tries his best to clean his room or at the very least have a clear path for you

The key word here is tries

Very recently Satan had gotten into a new mystery book series

It was as if the author was pulling plot twist after plot twist

To say Satan was hooked was an understatement

More and more books by this author started popping up around his room

*cue you slamming his door*

“Satan! Guess what grandpa- ACK!”

He hadn’t even processed that you had entered his room yet

Looking up there you were

Under a pile of books that fell off the shelf

He got up to help you (after putting his bookmark in the book he was reading)

(What? He wasn’t about to lose his place and risk being spoiled trying to find it again)

You just stared up at him wondering if this was your end

Luckily you were fine!

Tbh you thought it was hilarious that his books could have been the reason you died

His brothers on the other hand did not

#✰—writes!!!#mammon x reader #lucifer x reader #barbatos x reader #satan x reader #mammon fluff #lucifer fluff #barbatos fluff #satan fluff

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aromantic-misguide-to-romance · 1 year

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Obey Me! Mouse AU - brothers

Note: male mice are often very aggressive to each other and should not be kept together unless neutered! Note 2: the rest in part 2.

At first, you only had three mice, but you decided to bring seven new bucks to your Devildom three. How are the seven brothers as mice?

Long post with pictures, under the cut!

Lucifer

I’m going to be mean but he’s getting an average coat, just a short hair mouse, nothing more nothing less

black roan – so basically salt and pepper coat

at first he was extremely alarmed in the new place and was quite hostile to you

calmed down a bit once he realised you’re not something to be nervous about

chases his cagemates a lot, though less than at the beginning

he’s never bitten any of them enough to draw blood, but has made them too stressed at some point and had to be put into mouse jail

his most frequent victim is Mammon

if he’s not busy assisting Diavolo – he, Diavolo and Barbatos are almost inseparable

once Diavolo for some reason was sulking and refused to share the nest with him and Lucifer was the most miserable sight, curled into a lonely ball somewhere else

he’s THAT mouse that charges at your hand viciously but once he’s captured, he just a complete cuddler and wants cheek scratches

but also his fearless charge is the reason why you have to catch him before catching any of his little brothers – he will come to aid if he sees them “threatened”

also if you let him on your shoulder, he will try to groom your hair because obviously humans can’t take care of themselves

Mammon

was looking for a short hair but this Himalayan texel looks very fluffy

a ball of white wavy fluff with brown paws, tail and snout, quite a small boy

constantly chased by another mouse

that one that you find hanging from the ceiling of the cage, because that’s where Lucy chased him to

hyperactive and too quick for your human eyes – he basically teleports

if the cage looks like complete mess, it’s his fault

also known for stealing the best grains and seeds and running away with them

also tends to steal the fabric and paper scraps from other nests to bring them to his favourite spot

shakes his tail a lot because he’s quite a nervous one but tries to make it seem like it’s better not to mess with him

scaredy mouse

but can be very protective – he once tore a blanket apart when his little brother got stuck and did absolutely charge at the vet who tried to get his little brother out of the transport box and at your hand when you tried to catch his little brother

once he realised it’s you he immediately wanted to cuddle though

he also attempts to shake tail or pounce at everyone who tries to approach you when he’s on your hand or lap

absolute cuddler

Leviathan

long hair blue, imagine this one but with straight fur:

slim but squishy

the one that gets stuck in places

clumsy one, sometimes just... slides from wherever he climbed on and falls

sometimes climbs somewhere like mice like to do, but then doesn’t know how to get back down because he’s not fit enough

sometimes furiously rearranges a part of the cage for whatever reason

or starts running around and jumping around for no reason, worked up

he usually doesn’t bother with other mice and just minds his own mouse business but does tend to follow if they’re occupied with something he isn’t a part of

very loud if upset – especially if stuck, he will just whine and scream for help

will scream at vets at the mere attempt at bringing a hand close to him – his screeches will be heard even on the street

not a cuddly one so you might miss how much he likes you because he doesn’t seem to particularly like being petted

but you’ll notice that he just sets down on your shoulder or gets under your sweater and will prefer staying on you from the playground – he does like you a lot after all

and if you’re away for a bit time longer, he will dash to you to get on your shoulder

Satan

I was going to look for argente or cream but... this long hair sable marten (but seems rather the light coloured snow variant) is totally him

a calm type, doesn’t bother with you, usually busy with his own mouse business

doesn’t get worked up… too often

if he does, he does absolutely apeshit – he just randomly goes rampant when his patience at his cagemates runs out... once his rage is over, he will be back to minding his own business

randomly bites if you stop petting him

sometimes when he bites – he holds, keeping eye contact with you... or with the vet who tried to examine him

vets have to use thick gloves to handle him because he will not take any examination calmly

it’s never certain with him if he doesn’t suddenly change his mind and bite out of the blue, docile just a half second earlier

better not approach him when he’s raging around

constantly challenges Lucifer and tries to attack him but gets his butt kicked very quickly

tends to team up with Belphie in attempt to finally get back on Lucifer, but they fail anyway

another one that will show his affection mostly by staying around you or sitting on your shoulder

Asmodeus

he’s absolutely going to be so extra. I wanted him to be argente but this long hair seal point Siamese Abyssinian (rosette) with the satin shine is so shiny and pretty that it’s clearly Asmo

you barely touched him and he’s already cleaning himself

...that’s a bit insulting

he’s constantly grooming himself and furiously rearranging his fur because apparently that one hair can’t go this way

also tends to be pretty picky about nests and hideaways – he will just keep arranging the cloth or paper scraps for eternity until he’s pleased with the effect

avoids dirty nests like a plague

surprisingly, a cuddly one! Even if he needs to take breaks to groom his fur

also takes breaks to climb onto your shoulder and attempts to groom your hair – or at least as much of it as he can reach

if he manages to groom a streak of hair away and tries to bring it to his nest, he will immediately lose it as Mammon will snatch it from him

he will be so angry at that but he never manages to catch up to Mammon anyway

he will attempt to maintain the coats of the rest so they’re up to his standard. Sometimes they look so tired when he’s not leaving them alone

loves attention so if he notices that he was overlooked by some fur hygiene regimens of his cagemates, he will immediately get between the two mice and demand his fur getting groomed too

Beelzebub

short hair fawn

constantly in the food bowl, munching

good luck trying to fill the bowl – he’ll attacc! Don’t you dare taking the food bowl from him!

do not try to disturb his eating in general

other mice already figured out he’s not a good target to tear a tasty grain from his paws

also he’s the one to snatch food from other mice

first to wake up at the sound of the bowl being refilled

thicc mouse

very active, when he’s not eating you’ll find him carrying toys and all types of equipment around or occupying the running wheel so you had to buy another one so other mice can get some exercise too

stops only to check if Belphie’s fur needs grooming

basically inseparable with Belphie

often checks on other mice and tends to mend conflicts between them

very cuddly mouse, will immediately run to snuggle to you and closes his eyes blissfully when petted

that applies to his brothers too – he never chooses an empty hideaway to rest, he always looks for a brother

Belphegor

merle fox angora – black-and-white with black spots with white belly, imagine this one with a white belly (and preferably wavy coat):

he’s a calm one and tends to be rather lazy

he takes walks on the running wheel at a very leisurely pace

doesn’t get agitated too much (he did once at you, and he went absolutely apeshit)

basically inseparable with Beel

at the beginning he was very fond of Lucifer, but just as they were adjusting to your place, a very loud squaky fight happened, he spent a lot of time basically sitting in a hideaway just under the roof of the cage – if he tried to get down, Lucifer would chase him back

eventually Lucifer ceased the activity once he stopped being alarmed, but now Belphie hates Lucifer

known to have teamed up with Satan to pounce on Lucifer but never succeeded

can sleep everywhere, which can be… stressful… you think he’s sick or something happened to him, but no, he’s just napping

you also sometimes find him “stuck” but he’s just sleeping in a weird place and gets out with no issue after waking up

Part 2 TBA.

#obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me headcanon #no one's om headcanons

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belphies-cuhm-sluht · 3 years

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Hello! I saw your asks open and i wanted to request some angst headcanons with dad!Asmo. I just read Luci's and oh man that sure hurt my heart, you write angst so well!

Unwanted (Dad!Asmo x F!Reader) ANGST

A/N : Mammon plays a really big part in this, just as Beel played a big role in the dad!Lucifer fic. It's never hinted whether they're together or not, it's kind of up to the imagination... but if you'd like, I can write a part two to this??? (I will also, to anyone who might want it, write a part two to the dad!Lucifer fic)

Word Count : 2.3K Warnings : pregnancy ; children ; maternity ; babies ; hinted abortion ; angst ;

He never wanted children, he didn’t want anything that would actually tie him down to anything or anyone. It wasn’t his “thing”, and you both had done everything to prevent it from happening. Up until now, everything had worked, there had never been one mistake, but the both of you got sloppy. There was a party, and… well, you loved him, and he had said that he loved you, and precautions weren’t a “thing” at that moment. One slip up, one mistake, and now everything was falling apart.

“I didn’t want this. I don’t want that.” He spat the words at you, pointing towards your stomach. He had only stopped pacing long enough to say it before starting again, walking the length of his room as he gnawed at his perfectly manicured fingers. You hadn’t expected anything different from him, but it still hurt that he was blaming the whole thing on you, as if it didn’t take 50/50 participation to make something like this happen. “It’ll completely ruin my image. A child with a human! It’ll be all over the tabloids, in every magazine… I can’t have that.” His behavior shouldn’t have been that shocking to you, but to hear just how selfish he really was, to know that he thought so little of you, it hurt way worse than you ever thought it would. One moment he was professing his love to you, and now he’s disgusted with you. It could have been that your emotions were running high from the situation, or maybe the hormones had just taken over completely, but you wanted to scream, you wanted to cry, and you wanted to fight him. “Your image?! This thing could kill me and all you care about is your stupid public persona… Screw you! I wish I never fell in love with you.” His eyes went soft, and for a moment you thought that maybe he’d apologize, maybe he was rethinking his own words, his actions, that maybe you’d be able to be a team to work through this mess. You were wrong, you were so wrong. “Wish all you want, we both know you’d have never been able to resist me.” Narcissistic, selfish, he was just awful. You closed your eyes tightly, trying to fight back the tears as you walked past him. He didn’t deserve your last words, he didn’t deserve anything. He didn’t deserve you.

The twelfth week was supposed to be the most exciting. It was when most couples would finally make their announcements, happily tell family and friends that they were expecting. Your twelfth week was a nightmare. You were trapped in the Devildom, human doctors wouldn’t know what the hell was going on if they delivered a child with horns, a child so angelically demonic that they’d probably call the hospital priest to your room as soon as they saw it. The only place where you’d be able to safely deliver a child like this and live through it would be in the Devildom. It’s not like you hadn’t tried to relieve yourself of the problem. You had gone to Lucifer, Satan, Barbatos, even Lord Diavolo, asking them if there was any way that they could just… get rid of it. Sadly, Asmodeus wasn’t just a narcissistic, selfish prick, he was also sadistic. None of them could do anything without Asmodeus’ approval since it was his child too. Every time one of them asked him, he would refuse. He didn’t even give a reason, he just wanted to see you suffer. Strangely, you had found comfort and solace in Mammon. You were pretty sure he was only helping because he still had a crush on you, but he became your emotional, mental, and physical support throughout everything. You had told him many times that he didn’t have to basically “fill in” for Asmo, but he insisted that it was the least he could do considering his little brother was being a dick. He wasn’t just your support at the house, he was… invested in the child that Asmo hadn’t wanted. He took you to doctors appointments, sometimes even getting in the way of the doctor as he pointed to the ultrasound screen. He was so excited that most people just assumed it was his kid, and he never denied it either. It was just easier that way, to go along with whatever the other demons said because he knew that any mention of Asmo would upset you and that was the last thing he wanted to do. Some days the both of you would sit on the couch in the living room, flipping through the pages of maternity books. He’d really try to understand the diagrams on the pages, but you could tell that he was confused and sometimes he’d even look up at you from the pages, and then down at your stomach, and then up at you, before looking back down at the pages. It was cute, and you’d giggle lightly, resting your head on his shoulder as you continued flipping through the pages. He had become the only person in the house that you felt like you could fully trust and rely on. Everyone else wanted to stay out of the drama, nobody wanted to get involved, but Mammon wasn’t there for the drama, he was only there for you, he was there when you needed him.

“Can you believe him? Can you believe both of them? We haven’t even broken up and they’re sleeping together, she’s even wearing his clothes. It’s ridiculous, and Mammon is out there playing dad with my kid.” Asmo sat on the edge of the counter, voicing his complaints to anyone who would listen. Sadly it was Beel’s turn since he was the only one in the kitchen right now. Most of the time the other brothers would just hide themselves away, not wanting to deal with Asmo right now, but Beel had gotten hungry and he really thought he’d be lucky enough to avoid his brother. “I don’t know what the big deal is… You didn’t want the kid anyway.” He wasn’t going to walk on eggshells around Asmo, he wasn’t going to lie to make anyone feel better. In Beel’s eyes, Asmo was completely in the wrong. “If Y/N is finding some sort of happiness in spending time with Mammon, who are you to complain? It stopped being your place when you said you didn’t want it.” He shrugged before grabbing his plate and going straight back to his room. He wasn’t going to continue listening to it, but he hoped that he had left Asmo with something to really think about. He walked up the stairs, going straight to the bedroom door, knocking loudly. He wasn’t going to stop until someone opened the door either. Mammon got up from the bed that you both had been propped up on, rolling his eyes as he walked over to his door, groaning loudly when he saw Asmo standing there. “Whaddaya want? We don’t need ya here… yer just gonna stress ‘er out.” He was trying to talk quietly, not wanting you to hear him or even know who was there. He was so protective of you, he wouldn’t let anyone else serve your food during meals, he’d even stand outside the bathroom door whenever you were in there just to make sure you didn’t fall or hurt yourself. Asmo pushed his way into the room much to Mammon’s annoyance. “I don’t care, Mammon. Y/N isn’t yours, and neither is the child. They’re both mine, and I’d like to have a word with her.” He said snidely, but Mammon wasn’t going to have it. Brother or not, he cared too much about you, he had worked so hard to help you get over what Asmo had done, and he wasn’t going to let him waltz back in and ruin everything. Mammon wasn’t weak, he was way stronger than he looked, and right now he was showing his strength, grabbing Asmo’s arm and practically throwing him out of the room. His teeth were barred and the growl that was coming from him sounded feral, animalistic, it was terrifying. “Neither of them are yers! I’ve been there fer everything, every doctor visit, I even bought a damn room fer the kid and she’s sleepin’ in my room, next ta me, and a next ta Y/N. Ya know why?! ‘Cause ya don’t jus’ get ta come back when ya fine’ly realize that ya fucked up! Now… leave us alone. We don’t need ya here.” He left Asmo out in the hallway, crumpled against the wall as he walked back into the room. “She…” Asmo kept repeating the word as he pushed himself up off the floor. He was having a daughter, and he hadn’t even known about it, he wouldn’t have known about it if Mammon hadn’t screamed at him. It was strange how knowing made things more real, it made him care more, and the worst part was that he knew it wasn’t fair. It wasn’t fair to you. He didn’t know how to fix what he had done, but he knew that he had to try at least. “Lucifer…” “I don’t want things to be like this when she gets here. It’s not going to be long either.” You sighed, finally relaxing once more in the bed once Mammon got in next to you. “Why was he here anyway?” Mammon shrugged, focusing all of his attention on your stomach trying to calm himself. He liked watching it move, he thought it was neat.

The delivery was smoother than you thought it would be, and Mammon only fainted twice during the whole thing, so he did pretty good. Delivering a child in the Devildom had its perks, the main one being that you didn’t have to stay more than one day in the hospital to recover. They did some spell and you were completely fine. It was strange, but you appreciated it greatly. The only issue with the perk was that it meant you were going back home and that meant you’d have to face Asmo. She looked so much like him, and you could tell that Mammon was upset by it. Even though he knew she wasn’t actually his, he wished that she didn’t look so much like her father. Her eyes were his exact color, and it left you speechless when she first opened them, gazing up at you with wonder and curiosity. She was precious, and she was yours. As you walked through the door you were met with balloons and streamers, and Asmo. You heard Mammon growl quietly, and you quickly held your hand out to him, silently begging him to stop. He was holding the carseat and you didn’t need him to lose his temper right now. “I just wanted to welcome her home, welcome you home. I bought some things for her, they’re outside of Mammon’s door.” Asmo said nervously, and for once he was terrified of being rejected. “We don’t need noth-” Mammon had started, but you quickly shook your head, pleading to him with your eyes to just stay calm. He groaned loudly, eyeing Asmo angrily before walking past him to the stairs. “Fine. She’s prob’ly hungry… I’m gonna feed ‘er. Ya comin’ up?” You nodded quickly, making sure he got up the stairs alright before turning back to Asmo. “What are you doing, Asmo?”

He moved into the living room, waiting for you to sit down before he did, and he looked scared, he looked sad. Of course you didn’t like seeing him like this, but it was his fault, he had caused all of this. “I don’t want to be alone. I know that sounds selfish, that I’m making this about myself again, but I’m not trying to. When Mammon told me… he said she… It's a girl?” You nodded slowly and you saw his face light up for only a second before it left once more. “I was scared, I am scared… I didn’t know if I’d be a good… father. I never saw myself as one, but seeing Mammon, and he’s doing so well… I never saw him as a father either… I thought that maybe, since he could… that maybe I could too.” He sighed, bringing his hand back up to his lips to chew at his fingers again, his orange eyes glistening with the tears that hadn’t fallen yet. “I know that what I said was wrong… I was rude. I didn’t think I’d have a problem finding someone to take my mind off of everything, but I was wrong. I love you, and nobody else is going to take your place, nobody else can take your place.” You both sat on the couch in silence, his tears finally falling as he waited for you to say something, and yours building up as you tried to think of something to say. “This isn’t fair… You know this isn’t fair. You can’t… you can’t pick and choose when you want to be a dad. You weren’t there… and you made it very clear that you didn’t want her. I… I can’t do this Asmo… I’m sorry… They’re waiting for me… I-I have to go.” You took a deep breath as you stood from the couch, wiping your tears with the back of your hands as you started walking to the stairs. “Y/N…” He walked up behind you, grabbing your hand to stop you. You didn’t turn around to face him, you couldn’t bring yourself to do it, but he didn’t mind. He was actually thankful that you didn’t look at him, because what he was about to say was the hardest thing he’d ever have to say in his life. “I know that I’m unwanted… But… If I may… Can I meet her? Just once? Please?”

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arcadejohn127-9 · 3 years

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Hi if your requests are still open can you do something with the demon brothers + new datables (or not if that's too much!) comforting an MC who just got off a shift at work and is frustrated from customers and needs some reassuring words/cuddles to make them feel better? Thanks so much~😊💞

A message for all the workers who are employed despite the pandemic or were employed but had to stop due to the pandemic, YOU ARE THE REAL ONES!!

Thank you so much for all the hard work you're doing/done, especially retail. You guys are always being supportive and understanding.

I'm so sorry for all you who's had to deal with Karen's and uncomfortable customer's who's tried hitting on you or just being disturbing

I wish the government wasn't doing you all dirty. Money can be such a serious issue and now it's gotten even worse, I just wanna say I'm proud and thankful!

Brothers + undateables comfort MC who just finished a hard day of work

Lucifer:

You found him in his study, hunched over his desk

Seeing him so deep into work made you regret coming to him

You were just about to head back up but he spotted you

"Welcome back, I'll be with you in a moment, I I just need to- Dear? What's wrong?"

You immediately broke down into tears

In seconds you were being cradled in his arms, sitting in his lap and having soothing circles rubbed into your back

He's letting you release your frustrations, ignoring how wet his shirt was getting

When you finally calmed down, you apologized for getting his shirt wet

"Nonsense, tell me what's upset you, was it your manager again?"

You explained how your day went, how costumers were yelling at you and the work getting overwhelming

"You did everything you could, they're lucky to have such a hard worker like yourself, I'll be phoning your boss as soon as I can to get you a raise."

Mammon:

He picked you up in his car, waving you over with some take out sitting in your seat

As soon as you buckled in you took your portion of take out

"So, how was work? Did you finally get your pay check?"

You sighed, shoving your face with food as you ranted about how difficult today has been

The more you spoke the more upset you got, sniffling and trying to hide your sobs

He couldn't stand it; he pulled over as soon as he could and turned to you

"They can't be treating you like that! What are their names and faces? I'll go sort them out, no one treats my baby like that!"

You laughed, telling him he can't beat up your costumers

"You can't do it but I can, don't worry I'll find a way."

He pulled you into a hug, both of you laughing when he choked himself on his seatbelt

After you two unbuckled he just let you lean against him, having how own mini rant about how amazing you are and people not treating you like you're the most valuable treasure in the world

Levithan:

He was gaming, of course, when he heard you knock he immediately asked what's the secret password

"Please, not today, I can barely think right now, can I just come in?"

Usually he's more stubborn than that but hearing how desperate your voice was, he let you in

Knew something was bad when you immediately climbed into his bed tub and smother yourself with his body pillow

He let his game play in the background, ignoring the angry messages from his team mates

"Work stress?"

All he heard was a muffled sound of agreement

"Those damn normies-! What did they do to you? Was it the Karen's again?"

You yelled into the pillow, ranting about your day and letting it be muffled but still loud enough for him to hear

He scooted over in his chair, watching you peak your head out

Tears staining your cheeks as you frowned at him

He blushed as he immediately kissed both of your cheeks, cupping your face

"wanna play employee simulator? It lets you fight the annoying customers."

Satan:

"There's my hard worker." He kissed your cheek, greeting you at your bedroom door

"You seem upset, what's the matter?"

You immediately started explaining what happened toward, leaning against him as you went on and on

Satan could feel his anger flair up as he listened

He couldn't stand how the customer's have been treating you and the fact no one was willing to give you some emotional support at work?

Not even a pat on the shoulder or words of praise of how you handled it

But he kept himself in check, holding you close

"That must of been horrible, I can't imagine how tired you must be, let's go rest, okay? You did amazing today, kitten."

You sniffled, asking if he really meant what he said

He nodded, dragging you to your bed and telling you how proud he is

Asmodeus:

"My poor sweetheart! You look absolutely exhausted! What happened today?!"

He caressed and rubbed your skin, soothing out your frown lines and any sign of stress

You let him pamper you whilst you went off about how work was

Recieving alot of 'No!'s, 'They didn't!' and hums of displeasure

He tsked, rubbing the soothing cream into your palm

"They're just awful, aren't they? This kind of stress isn't good for you, Perhaps I should come with you! See how great you are in person."

You immediately butted in, not wanting him to force himself to do something he didn't want to do

Knowing he's very mindful of his appearance and status among people

"I'll do it for you~ besides, people love me! I'll charm those horrible costumers and they'll never be rude to you again."

You insisted that he didn't have to

He then rambled on about how attractive you look when you're focused and doing work

You just laughed, sinking into his touch as he went on

Beezlebub:

He frowned when he noticed you didn't give him his 'im back' kiss

He immediately went searching for you and found you in your room

Face buried in your pillow and your body shaking

"You're crying."

A pit formed in his stomach, wondering what upset you

You told him how horrible today was, going into detail about how hard you were trying to fix the issues but they just wouldn't stop

You almost got in trouble with your manger! You could of been fired!

"You did everything you could and still kept your cool, the place would be lost without you there."

You smiled, shuffling over and giving him a big hug, he immediately returned it

He was giving you gentle comforting squeezes

slowly rocking you both side to side

"I'll eat them if they keep harassing you."

Belphegor:

"Come to your favourite demon, tell him everything that happened."

He did the grabby hands, looking up at you

You sighed, letting yourself flop in his arms as you hugged him

You wondered how he could tell how upset you were

He just grinned

"I'm smart, remember? I know when my teddy bear is upset."

You just rolled your eyes, staring off to the side as tears formed

He didn't expect you to yell in frustration

You ranted about how work was today

How costumers yelled at you and kept insisting you were lying about the products

Critizing your job and assuming things about you

Even having a few creeps come in and try to flirt with you

"Don't listen to any of them, I know who you are and you know who you are, It's impressive how professional you can be when they act like that, I would of killed them."

He listened to you ramble, hugging you and stroking up and down your back

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Diavolo:

"I didn't expect you to come back so late, did something happen?"

You explained how your job forced you to do extra hours, despite not getting over time pay

He made a mental note to visit your workplace on one of your day's off

You then proceeded to go on about how the costumer's were treating you

How stressful and harsh today was

Diavolo just listened, nodding along

He felt his jaw clench

"Tell me more on the bed, your feet must be aching."

You both laid on his bed, you continued your story about today whilst he held your hand

"This is unforgivable, I cannot stand to imagine people being so rude to you, I know you do your very best and would never deserve such treatment."

He was cuddling you all night, wanting to sooth your upset heart

Whenever he felt you shake against him, trying to combat your tears he just gently patted you

Encouraging you to just let it all out, praising you for how amazing you are

Barbatos:

As soon as you arrived back, he was quick to help you undress

Handing you your pajamas and helped you take off your shoes

He noticed a new blister and your sigh of content when you were finally out of them

He works aswell so he understands the struggles

"another long day? tell me what happened, you need to let your frustrations out."

And you did just that

You poured your heart and soul into your stressed out grunts

Becoming more upset the more you spoke about your tough day

Getting more upset when your manager only made it worse by blaming the costumers anger on you

All you did was tell her what you were taught to say!

"That won't do, I'll be sure to have my lord handle things with your boss, tomorrow."

You told him that you didn't want to be a hassle but he silenced you

Suddenly embarassing you as he patted your head

"I'll fix this for you, while I cannot change the customer's I can change how your higher ups are treating you, you don't deserve this."

Solomon:

When you met up with him, you had to try and hide how much you've been stressing

But Solomon was known to be wise for a reason

He immediately figured out something was wrong

"I'm Solomon the wise, you cannot fool me, what happened today?"

As soon as you tell him what happened today

He pulls out a potion, suspiciously doesn't tell you what it does, and tells you to splash it in difficult customers eyes

You were sure it was posion or some weird liquid that came from his cooking attempts

Then again those were basically the same thing

"if the eyes don't work, I could put it in a spray, it'll stop them from yelling at you again~!"

You were very tempted

You never wanted to be yelled or harassed by a customer again

But you didn't want to get fired for assaulting a customer or even worse, killing one

"You followed protocol exactly as you were told, they shouldn't be mad at you for doing your job but don't worry, I'll make all your tears-"

He suddenly wiped under your eyes, catching you off guard

"Disappear!"

Simeon:

"My little lamb, tell me what's bothering you."

He sat you down on the sofa, grasping your hand

You deflated

You rested your head on his chest and played with his hand

He listened to you rant and ramble about your horrible day at work

He couldn't believe what he was hearing; how rude they were and had no right to treat you like that!

"Perhaps, I shall bless you with a miracle and get rid of those rude customer's."

As wonderful as that sounded

You joked how unangelic it seemed; using his power to 'get rid of people'

Hearing a dangerous implication in his voice

"It is a good deed that will do many a favour, I believe it to be extremely kind, after all, you didn't do anything wrong."

Stayed and cuddled with you until you fell asleep, preferring how happy and peaceful you looked than how you looked before

Stressed and clearly upset

Luke:

"Those demons!! I've been telling you they're horrible creatures, they can't be treating you like that!"

Perhaps ranting to him wasn't the wisest decision

But he was so eager to see you after work and wanted to know what was wrong

He was hugging your hips, stomping his foot when he spoke

"You're an angel in human disguise! There's no way they could be so horrible to out without being truely evil beings!"

You tried to calm him down by picking him up

Telling him you were able to handle the situation like a champ

He felt better knowing you were able to come out on top

He hugged you as you took him back to his room

Tucking him into bed but was surprised when he grabbed you

"You're a really good person and I know you work harder than anyone else, I hope they don't be mean to you like that again."

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asmo-ds · 3 years

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(1) okay so mc and dia are married, this is their first christmas as a married couple but dia is feeling very overwhelmed and stressed out (they have a pact since they're married and mc can feel to an extent how dia feels bc of it) bc he's basically the king of hell, so they suggest they go and spend christmas in the human realm at mc's house. and since mc is an average person they do normal person things, and they're just very domestic and cute.

Home For The Holidays

Diavolo x MC Fluff

Word Count: 1468

a/n: I really hope you like this I really enjoyed writing it! It was very relaxing and nice to imagine :)

Summary: Though he wants to celebrate the human holiday, Diavolo fears he would be offending his kingdom by celebrating a holy day; so his lovely spouse, MC, suggests they return to their home for the Holidays so he can truly feel the Christmas spirit that humans feel annually

Diavolo stared over his kingdom with sorrow as he drank a cup of hot cocoa. Little did he know his spouse stood in the doorway watching the mopey behavior he’d been showing for days.

MC knew how badly Diavolo had wanted to celebrate Christmas in the Devildom, but they also knew he couldn’t celebrate the birth of a religious figure in Hell. As they made their way towards the large demon he heard their footsteps he shook his head and put on a fake smile.

“Dia, you seem troubled,” MC wraps themselves around him, nuzzling his voluptuous chest with their cheek.

“Do not worry, my love, I was just lost in my thoughts I suppose,” he sighs heavily.

“You know, even demon princes need vacations sometimes, perhaps you could finally see my home in the human world and we could spend Christmas there! What better way to understand the human holiday than witnessing humans celebrating it!” Mc leans back to look at him, keeping their forearms resting on his broad shoulders. His eyes sparkle with excitement as he lifts up his spouse, spinning the, in the air with joy.

“You’re absolutely right! Then it is decided! Tomorrow morning we leave for the human world!” Diavolo loudly proclaims as he leaves kisses all over MC’s face. “BARBATOS,” he calls as he runs off.

“If anything happens to him in the human world,” MC spins on their heel to look at Lucifer who had been standing on the other side of the wall eavesdropping, “the punishment will be severe, MC.”

“... Lucifer I’m married to him you don’t have to threaten me like when we first started dating.” -

The couple emerged from a portal in front of a tiny home that resides in a quiet neighborhood, snow filling their vision which caused MC to groan.

“Shit I can’t even see the driveway - here, Dia, take the bags and this key and head inside I have to shovel before anything else,” Diavolo stares at them, astonished. He nods and opens the front door while MC grabs their shovel and begins to move snow away from their car and their access to the street.

“Demons aren’t built for the cold... so I’ve never thought of coming here during winter,” Diavolo walks back outside murmuring to himself as he watches his lover shovel from afar. He crouches down sticking his hand in the white that coats the doorstep, “Snow...” His eyes glimmer with joy as he brushes the snow around with his bare hand.

“Dia, dear! You’ll catch a cold like that!” MC falls to their knees taking Diavolo’s snowy hand in their own. They lift it up to their face and breathe hot air across the back of his fingers, rubbing the rest with their own cold hands to create heat. Diavolo admires their rosy nose and cheeks as they sniffle occasionally before he looks down at the spot he swept away. ‘Home Sweet Home’ the mat that had been previously hidden read and he smiled as he looked back at his spouse who was now shivering as they attempted to warm them up. He nuzzled his cold nose against their own lovingly before leaving a soft kiss on their lips.

“Come on, let’s head inside!” Dia drags MC to their feet and heads inside, abandoning MC’s mission to shovel their driveway.

When they get inside Diavolo finally takes a look at MC’s small home.

“Wow it’s so...small,” he says, making MC blush and wave their hand in an embarrassed matter.

“Sorry I know it’s not much we can totally head back to the castle if you’d like haha!” MC nervously laughs before Diavolo puts a hand on their cheek, both still cold from the outdoors.

“No no, my love, it is wonderful! It feels so homey and less like a workspace made to hold the responsibility of a whole realm,” he laughs, “I feel more at home here than I do at the castle to be completely honest.” He takes in the scent of MC as it now surrounds him.

“This was my childhood home- my mother and father passed away when I was a teen so I’ve lived on my own until you summoned me for the exchange program,” MC blushes as they look around at the home they’d left behind a few years before.

“So your entire life was spent in this one home?” Diavolo looks at MC with a small smile. “Well, I’m honored you allowed me into such an important piece of you,” He gives a big goofy grin, and MC giggles.

“We’re married you, dork, of course, I’m going to give you all of me - no matter how small of a piece it may be I will share it with you.”

After putting their things away MC realizes they have no food that hasn’t expired in the three years they’d been gone. “Oh, do you want to see a human world Grocery store, Dia?” His face brightens up as he nods enthusiastically.

They make their way to the grocery store, Diavolo constantly pointing at random human world winter things and expressing his joy to see them in person.

“Ah, MC, what is this?” He smiles pointing at a candy cane a man in a Santa costume was giving out for donations to some charity.

“A candy cane! Here try it- it’s sweet!” MC exclaims- knowing damn well that it was minty as all hell and their oblivious husband was about to get a very cold mouth instead of the sweetness he was expecting.

Their plan worked as Diavolo immediately spat out the minty treat in surprise, “What is this flavor?! We don’t have things that make our mouths cold where I’m from!” He shouts - grabbing his water bottle and chugging it and spitting it out as the ice-cold water made contact with his minty mouth.

The whole time Diavolo was flipping out MC was crying with laughter as they watched their husband try and figure out how to get the cold sensation out of his mouth.

After they had finished grocery shopping (which took hours as Diavolo kept asking what every single food was) they headed back to MC’s home and MC offered to cook him a human world dinner that was typically served on Christmas.

Diavolo sat at the dining table as MC placed a plate in front of him with various human world foods he had yet to see.

“MC, what is this?! This mushy buttery stuff?!” He asks through a mouth full of mashed potatoes. “YOU’RE TELLING ME THAT THE BROWN MISHAPEN EGGS YOU GOT AT THE STORE TURNED INTO THIS?!”

“Yes Dia, they’re not eggs they’re potatoes and don’t talk with your mouth full,” MC giggles reaching over with a napkin to wipe the corner of his mouth before placing a soft kiss on the freshly cleaned spot.

As they finished Diavolo offered to start a fire in MC’s fireplace as they set up blankets and pillows in front of the heat with a Christmas movie playing on the tv that hung above the fireplace.

“Your cooking is very good, MC! Perhaps I should hire you to cook for me instead of Barbatos,” Diavolo pipes up with a hand on his tummy- rubbing the full organ softly.

“If you think my cooking is good wait until tomorrow. Tonight was Christmas eve so we stayed here but tomorrow you’ll get to meet my grandmother- she’s the one who taught me how to cook and I could never prepare.” Suddenly Diavolo sat straight up, staring down at the human.

“You really want me to meet your family?” He softly says looking as if he were about to cry. He was honestly so touched that MC trusted him enough to bring him home to their family.

“Yes of course! You’re my husband and I always talk about you, my grandfather seemed excited to meet you when I called yesterday to tell him I would be home this year-” MC is interrupted by slightly chapped lips on theirs.

They kiss the demon prince back and they lay there for a few minutes making out, relishing in each other’s passionate embrace.

Afterward, Diavolo lays back down, wrapping his arms around his spouse and holding them close. “MC, I am so completely and utterly in love with you, I couldn’t be happier to call you mine. Thank you for allowing me to come here with you. I haven’t felt so relaxed since my father left me as a young boy to carry the responsibility of all evil. I hope you will allow me to join you like this every year.”

“Of course, Diavolo. For the rest of my life and after I swear I will show you what its like to be relaxed and truly loved,” they respond with a big yawn at the end.

After a few moments he looks down to see his lover fast asleep with small snores falling from their slightly parted lips. He chuckles softly and brushes some hair out of their eyes before placing a kiss on their forehead and closing his own eyes, falling asleep to the sound of a dying fire and the credits of a Christmas movie.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me diavolo #diavolo #obey me fluff #christmas #obey me fanfic #obey me: one master to rule them all #obey me oneshot #obey me one master to rule them all #om #om diavolo #om! diavolo #diavolo fluff #obey me diavolo fluff

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This is kind of a mix of my first post and my second post? But with a focus on the brothers. I’m linking them just so there’s less confusion LOL this probably won’t make sense unless you’ve read the other posts (I’m so sorry sjnwsjsj) hcs under the read more hellll yeaaaa

* Because Satan is the only natural demon of his family, he did go through a (kind of) juvenile phase and it was absolute madness.

* Literally no one (save probably Barbatos) knew this was going to happen.

* U know that comic that’s like “master what’s happening to me!!!” And the master’s like “I don’t know....that’s scary.....” uhm Satan and his brothers at the start of this LOL

* I’m gonna say that Satan was fully formed when he was born (though tbh I could go either way baby Satan is SUCH a good concept) So he was having a moment more akin to a human born. His juvenile phase was even more delayed because for a while there he really was just Wrath incarcerate. (I could go into more depth about how/why he forced himself out of that but LOL no not right now.)

* So for literally everyone in the house this was completely out of left field. Satan already had demonic forms and his powers so no one expected the sudden influx of instincts he would get.

* Since the first part of a juvenile phase is the instinct to play, Satan was (poorly) trying to get his brothers in on it. At this point he still wasn’t good at expressing even basic needs and wants so this was. Very confusing to say the least LOL.

* The first one to realize he wasn’t attacking (with the purpose to kill LOL) was Mammon. He was the first to research and actively play fight with him (and getting Beel to join in) sometimes if Satan is feeling particularly rambunctious, he’ll still ask Mammon or Beel to play fight in the garden.

* It’s a rarity now though. Satan doesn’t like giving into his baser instincts and hates that he seems to be the only one who has those inclinations. However, everyone in the family has the same problem, some just have a better facade (Lucifer & Asmo) and others are just too lazy or anxious (Levi & Belphie)

* Beel and Mammon in particular are susceptible to those feelings that’s (partly) why Beel started working out and why Mammon is as restless as he is. Beel and Mammon will regularly tussle and both see it as bonding.

* Satan did go through a sleepy second half, though this was probably a combination of instincts and the effort he was putting into calming down rather than what happens in a normal juvenile phase. There are a lot of pictures from this time LOL he hates it. Like stop showing mc that time i dragged everyone into my nest and wouldn’t let them leave fuck you

* This was kind of a soothing balm on the loss everyone experienced. Of course it wasn’t enough to take the pain away, but your newborn brother being extra cute is a nice momentary reprieve from your daily guilt and grief right? It’s also helpful that he purred so much LOL

* Speaking of purring...

* You will often hear Levi purr, not because he’s happy but as a self soothing mechanism. He will purr A LOT if he thinks he fucked up that day. He will also purr if he’s stressed in public. (please don’t bring it up it embarrasses him.) His happy purr is very quiet, but you can hear it when he’s talking excitedly about something (Or if you say you want to hang out with him lol)

* Belphie doesn’t consciously purr that often but he does purr in his sleep. If you get Beel (or MC) to lay next to him it increases tenfold. Don’t tell him...but if his other siblings lay next to him too, his purring increases.........just a bit.........(a lot) he will also purr to act cute and get his way with his siblings. (SPOILED BRAT LOL) it works 99.9% of the time.

* In contrast, Beel is probably the most liberal with his purrs. He’ll purr for just about anything. The weathers nice? He’s purring. His brothers are getting along today? He’s purring. He’s thinking about his favorite snack? You get the picture. Also it’s loud as fuck because he’s a big boy. “Woah, was that a motorcycle?” “No it’s just Beel thinking about his next meal.”

* Beel also purrs in his sleep. However, he purrs more when he’s having nightmares because he’s trying to soothe them away. (Haha...........sorry that hurt me too)

* Asmo tends to talk through his purring which is so very cute (and he knows it) it’s almost like talking through a laugh, it can make just about anyone smile because it’s infectious. (He learned this from Mammon as a tactic to get what he wants.) There is a difference between his actual happy purr and when he’s just putting on a show. You’ll also hear him self soothe on a self care day. Not because he’s unhappy but because he read its good for you.

* Lucifer, of course, doesn’t purr very often, but when he does he’s just about as loud as Beel. Something about bottling it up just makes it come out as loud as possible I suppose... He really has to suppress it when he sees things like his brothers sleeping in a pile after a movie night. He has to leave the room to go purr in his office or whatever. Loser. Just tell your family you love them. 🙄 Much like Levi, he’ll also purr at his desk when he’s stressed, though he’ll only do it when he’s absolutely sure he’s alone.

* Satan used to purr A LOT. Especially around his siblings and ESPECIALLY in his juvenile phase. it was the one thing that stopped them all from going crazy. Satan would be a nuisance all day long and then at the end of the day he’d curl up near his siblings and unconsciously purr his little heart out. Everyone would immediately forgive him for whatever he did that day just because it was SO fucking cute. And when he hit the sleepy part of his phase? It was over for EVERYONE. Suddenly all that fighting was worth it, especially when Satan would drag them over to the little nest he made to nap and purr because of the safety his siblings provided him <3 I fucking WEEP

* Needless to say he doesn’t do that much anymore. What, do you think he actually loves his siblings or something? Tch.

* Mammon is the second one you’ll hear purr the most. Though he does do it to be charming, he will naturally purr through talking or laughing. He learned he can easily get his way with that with weaker willed demons early on and he’s not above using it to his advantage. Like Levi, if you can hear it if he’s especially excited about something. Though you can barely make out his words through his purr.

* Surprisingly (besides Beel & Belphie) Lucifer is probably the least touched starved, just because Diavolo is so naturally touchy. He doesn’t even realize he’s doing it half the time. I imagine it annoyed Lucifer at first but he’s grown to appreciate it. I don’t think I need to say who the most touch starved is. (*coughs and points at Levi’s room*)

* The two who are most acclimated to the way demons use causal touch are Asmo and Mammon. Asmo’s a little obvious as to why, but Mammon learned so he could swindle people out of their money lol can’t come off unfriendly to your new buddy now, can you?

* Satan is naturally touchy, but he’s learned to curb those instincts because of his previously angelic siblings and their aversion to touch. he still tries to (subconsciously) touch his siblings though like sitting thigh to thigh with Asmo on the couch, or letting Mammon ruffle his hair.

#I LOVE WHEN THEY HAVE SIBLING MOMENTS MORE SIBLING MOMENTS RIGHT NOWWWWW #like UHHH siblings learn a lot from eachother I JUST WANT TO SEE MORE OF THEM IN EACHOTHER THEYVE LIVED TOGETHER FOR THOUSANDS OF YEARS #I KNOW U MFS PICKED UP TRAITS FROM EACHOTHER WHERE ARE THEY'#I gotta do everything myself huh. smh #obey me!#obey me headcanons #BETWEEN THIS POST AND THE SECOND ONE I WROTE 3349 FUCKING WORDS WHATS WRON #G WITH ME #mental eelness...........#my talking tag says it all tbh..............

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joonie-beanie · 4 years

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Hi! I’m not sure if you answered this or not but how is bean’s relationship with the undateables? Also I just wanna say that I really love her! Your OC has really inspired me to write more about mine!

Ahhh, thank you both for asking about Bean and her relationships with the others!

Bean + Relationships with The Undateables:

Diavolo:

Bean will never admit it to Dia’s face, but she definitely has a thing for him. Tall, handsome, powerful prince?? Um, hell yes.

However, she acknowledges that he’s literally royalty, and that he’s pretty much unattainable. But! She’s okay with that. She enjoys being around Diavolo regardless, and the two get along well!

Throughout her time in the Devildom, the two manage to get closer. At first, she’s a little...shy of him. He’s such a big personality, and that kind of scares her. But once the two share a few lowkey, casual conversations, she feels much more comfortable.

And, of course, since Bean is a student in Diavolo’s exchange program, he is always gentlemanly towards her, but over time his need to feel kind to her shifts from a sense of responsibility, to a sense of friendship.

Bean is very easy going, and quite easy to talk to, and Diavolo enjoys that about her. She’s also willing to recount her more human experiences with him, which he loves.

Sometimes, when he’s not busy with RAD duties, and royalty stuff, he’ll take her out for a meal, just so the two can talk, and swap stories.

If Diavolo has a heavy workload, and Bean hears about it, she’ll definitely text him an encouraging message, reminding him to take care of himself, and to take a break if he can.

He thinks that’s really cute and sweet of her, and will sometimes ask her to come over for tea, or dinner, if he can spare the time in his schedule. (After all, even if he doesn’t need to thank her for simply caring about his well-being, he still wants to let her know how grateful he is that she takes the time to think of him).

Barbatos:

Their relationship truly starts when the brothers break out into a fight at Diavolo’s home, and Bean makes some sort of smart-ass comment while standing next to the royal butler. When he laughs, she feels comfortable enough to start a conversation with him, and they only become closer from there.

Compared to some of the others, Bean isn’t the best of friends with Barbatos, but they get along just fine. Whenever the two are in each other’s company, conversation comes naturally. Most of the time, they end up gossiping about the brothers (Barbatos has a lot of stories at his disposal, and she’s more than happy to listen).

And when the butler learns that Bean...well, is kind of at a loss on her nights to cook at the House of Lamentation (she honestly doesn’t know how to cook really any recipes from scratch), he offers to teach her a few simple ones, that the brothers are guaranteed to enjoy.

So, they becoming cooking buddies. Every so often, the two will get together, and he’ll teach her a new recipe.

Aside from that, the two don’t have a very close knit friendship, but whenever Bean gets to spend time with the royal butler, she definitely has fun!

Solomon:

Bean is....not sure how to feel about Solomon. At least at first.

They’re both human, yet Solomon is so vastly different from her. He has a lot of demons and magic at his disposal, and for some reason, she gets...weird vibes from him sometimes. Like he’s not the nice person he always appears to be.

However, she tries not to get too caught up in her suspicions--she at least wants to give him a chance. So, whenever she sees him at RAD she makes small conversation with him.

Over time the two progress into a somewhat...asshole-like friendship. They make teasing comments, and take digs at one another when no one is watching.

Somtimes, Bean purposely tries to rile him up (I mean, she is a brat) to see if he’ll actually use his magic on her like he tends to threaten (usually he doesn’t, but...every so often, he’ll throw a fairly harmless spell her way, if she gets him mad enough).

Aside from being assholes to each other, Solomon is usually a good study partner if she needs one. He’s pretty well versed in many of the subjects taught at RAD, and despite this...Bean never actually asks him for help. She sits at her desk and glares at her textbook until Solomon comes over and asks if she’d like a study partner.

Then, he explains the contents to her that she’s not understanding. If she’s really stressed, he’ll lay off on his end of the teasing, but he’s still pretty cheeky. Ya know, patting her hair and saying “Look at you--you finally got it” (Sometimes she tries to smack him).

Simeon:

Bean honestly sees Simeon as something akin to an older brother. She doesn’t have any siblings, but if she did, she likes to imagine she’d have one like Simeon.

She definitely sees him as an angel--he’s so damn nice all the time.

Whenever the two see each other at RAD, it’s always a good time. Conversation is fun, and nice.

And when Bean let’s it slip to him one day during one of Diavolo’s parties that she sees him as an older brother? (maybe she’s a little tipsy) Oh, Simeon is in love with that. He starts considering her to be a younger sister immediately.

It’s not like he wouldn’t check up on her before--he always was the type to send her random “hope you’re taking care of yourself” messages--but now he’s a little bit more protective.

If there’s ever a fight between her and one of the brothers, he’ll definitely try to march into the House of Lamentation to confront them about it (although Bean practically begs him not to).

He just wants to make sure she’s doing alright, and that the brothers are treating her well (not that he doesn’t trust them. He just knows how they can get).

Aside from the above, the two occasionally go out for meals together to catch up. They’re not around each other all the time, nor do they talk every day, but Simeon is someone she can rely on, and he can say the same for her.

Luke:

Bean has a...interesting relationship with Luke.

As an only child, she grew up without really...interacting with people who weren’t her family, or kids her own age. So once she’s an adult, she has no idea how the hell to interact with kids.

It just feel so strange. She doesn’t want to baby talk to him, but she can’t just...have a conversation with him like he’s an adult, can she??? He definitely can act mature at times, but other times he’s yelling about nasty demons and running away, so what is she supposed to do???

With Simeon and Solomon’s reassurances, she slowly warms up to Luke.

Honestly, the minute Simeon tells her that Luke is aware of how awkward she is around him, and that it makes him feel bad, she seriously tries her best to get over her metal block and talk to him.

Over time, the two get more comfortable talking with each other. And by then end of the program, Luke basically considers Bean to be an older sister. (Simeon is like his brother, and Bean is like his sister :’))) how cute)

#Bean #om!#obey me #obey me mc

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polandspringz · 4 years

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Director’s Cut of My Fic “I’d Rather Be Dry” Part 2 (Chapter 3)

Chapter 3 was probably the most painful chapter of a fic I’ve ever had to write, and not because I was sad writing the sad scenes. No, this fic was physically painful to write because it took 3 days and I was struggling to sit down and write it the entire time because even though I had the whole thing planned out, I just felt like I was dragging through it and eventually had to change some things to speed it up a bit. Still, it ended up being the longest chapter because I had to tie up so many loose ends! Luckily for me, my beta-reader @primal-shitposts read it through for me again, so I didn’t have to suffer again!!! If you want to support not only me but my beta-reader who makes sure my fic lacks grammar errors (and also gives you this great commentary on these types of posts), please go to their art blog @primal-interstellar and give their artwork some love!!! They deserve it after slogging through this mess of a fic for a game they don’t even play.

Since there are a lot of funny quotes from this proof-read, I’ll post them all under read more. Beta-reader (Primal) is in pink. If you see blue text, that’s me typing stuff in frantically before she skipped to the next line:

I actually originally wrote the opening scene with Satan in a lot more detail. It dropped us in the present where he was in the office, and Diavolo and everyone was just looking on as he slowly ran out of energy. But, I got about 3 pages in and realized it was dragging and so I cut it and swapped it for a flashback on the walk home.

While I intended for this to be a much more dramatic anime scene of Satan just silent as he ran out of steam and could barely move his arms save for slapping the guy, I love this interpretation.

I CAN’T EXPLAIN WHY BUT THIS WAS THE FUNNIEST COMMENT IN THE DOCUMENT. NOTHING TOPPED THIS. I DON’T UNDERSTAND BUT IT’S SO OUT OF LEFT FIELD IT HAD ME DYING

Primal knows about Lucifer birthing Satan because the moment I started playing the game I made her watch a crack video with me that mentioned it. Although I know she likes Leviathan cause sea monsters, I’m convinced Satan might be one of her favorites. On a side note, writing dialogue for Satan is very hard because he is very proper but when he snaps, I always feel unsure of whether it sounds believable or just like a string of curses that a twelve year old would think sounds cool. 😎 I do like the father/son dynamic Lucifer and Satan hint at though (and from what I hear the new lessons might be adding on to that? oWO)

I honestly don’t know how the demons who attacked MC aren’t dead yet. They’re basically disfigured and then Satan just doubled the damage and then tripled it in the council room this chapter. Somehow they’re not dead though! I wonder what MC will have to say about their punishment...

QUICK, SOMEONE DRAW SATAN WITH THE CRAFTING TABLE STARING AT THE DOOR WHILE THE EQUATIONS FLY BY HIS HEAD

I did choose the “yes” option when Beel asked to eat me in the animal event. It was not because of vore though, but I do make many vore jokes. I could imagine MC being forced to explain vore to Lucifer (or all the brothers) after making a joke and them being confused. Writing Beel’s breakdown this chapter wasn’t initially planned, and it was sort of what really started to make writing this fic slow down because as you might notice throughout the fic, I suddenly felt the need to give every brother an equal amount of screen time which sort of led to me RUNNING OUT OF VERBS for how to make each breakdown unique.

Okay, so the next part. I was actively seeing the comments as they popped up, but there was a delay with the comment box on the side appearing before the actual comments in the text. So, I saw this:

And had two seconds to go “Oh no” before this was added:

From here on it was chaos.

Listen, the boys are idiots. They’re all concerned, Mammon just doesn’t want MC to get upset again. In reality, this sort of dialogue stemmed more from me still lingering on the original idea of the fic. The original concept of this fic (when it was just a one-shot) was MC still getting attacked by a demon in the locker-room showers (for their soul) but because I was originally thinking about a female reader, I knew that it could have more of an undertone for sexual assault. I actually first discussed the fic idea with Primal months back when I first got into Obey Me, because I wanted to write a snippet of each brother helping MC after the event (it wasn’t going to be extreme, I was thinking more accidental scratches during the scuffle closer to the chest and such and maybe the assailants having more dialogue demeaning MC for being around the 7 brothers all the time) but I realized I didn’t have much experience with that and it would make writing scenes that I thought about (such as Asmo wanting to give MC a bath as aftercare) difficult as I could see someone after an attack like that not wanting to be in a bathroom with someone else or be vulnerable to them. I ended up playing with that idea in my previous Mammon fic with more different comfort aspects and touching on that kind of assault briefly, so this fic ended up just being focused on the brothers’ being upset over what happened to MC.

As much as writing Satan’s angry dialogue is a pain, I have fun making him talk with a more formal tone, it’s closer to how I normally talk, and prefer to write my characters talking. I have no problem writing contractions or more casual speech, but for one of my fantasy stories, where I’m writing in English but trying to differentiate different languages through italics or just whether they use certain contractions or not, I tend to really stress the characters that use absolutely zero and more complicated synonyms.

I DON’T KNOW WHY BUT IT WOULD BE HILARIOUS IF MC JUST ASKED FOR SOUP OUT OF THE BLUE I’M IMAGINING ASMO BEING LIKE “BITCH I TOOK ALL THIS TIME DEBATING OVER HOT OR COLD TEA AND NOW YOU’RE SAYING YOU’RE FINE WITH HOT SOUP???”

I know the shower idea may have been really corny or cringey. I know a lot of people write things like the water in Devildom as being much hotter (cause their near hell and their demons! It makes sense, also I think Asmo might have mentioned in a text chat he would make the water cooler for MC? But I could be wrong) but I imagine their is some demons who aren’t powerful enough to handle a lot of the settings. Of course though, our demon bros are 7 of the highest demons in Devildom, so they’re immune.

*Slaps this comment* Congrats, Primal. You just summarized the entire chapter.

I find Leviachan to be such a funny nickname, mainly because writing any dialogue for Levi makes me cringe because while I was a VERY big weeaboo in elementary and middle school, I was so lucky I never hit his stage of acting like an otaku. While it’s charming, having to type him in more modern fic is even more painful because it’s like “oh god he actually goes into the real world and talks like this). Sidenote, I always mispronounce Levi’s name when I’m talking about him, mainly because I have to remember so many anime characters where their name is pronounced Lee-Vai or I just think of the brand of jeans (fashion major brain). So, whenever I’m talking out loud about him to someone, I have to stop and be like, “Levi... Leviachan...Leviathan...” because that “a” sound corrects my brain to how it’s supposed to be.

*throws confetti again* Believe I felt the pain of this fic dragging through every boy going back on their character development I had given them but I felt it was only fair that each of them got time with MC. As the tag on archive says, “everybody gets time to shine with MC”. (I really just want to write Barbatos’ scene for chapter 4 though)

This scene was hard to write because I wanted Levi to get closure on the scene with MC, but I couldn’t have him straight up kabedon them because then he would be cornering them and I thought that would be too much like what MC went through in the shower. Although I didn’t write anyone in explicitly summarizing what happened to MC, and Levi saw the least of it, I think he’s seen enough series depicting it to know that cornering them would be bad, but he still wants to show that he loves them and cares about them. Also, when I was writing this, I remember just going through a counter of who got the most smooches in chapter 3. Originally only Mammon was going to get 2, putting him in the lead above everyone who got 1, but then I felt back for giving Levi the least screen time and just gave him 3.

Honestly, chapter 3 really took a turn for a more intimate chapter??? Especially with Asmo’s one-on-one scene with MC, it was all downhill from there. I have noticed with quarantine, my writing has become more focused on touch (if you read any of my Balance:Unlimited fics or even my Mammon fic, you would definitely die if you tried to do a drinking game with the number of times someone TOUCHES the other gently). It’s just an unfortunate projection issue that comes with writing.

And here is complete chaos. I had blocked this game from my memory and then I was forced to remember it right here.

Removing these meme images from the fic text will be tedious, and painful. But, I am preserving them here. (I type up these directors’ cuts before publishing the final version of the fic, so I don’t lose the comments)

I’m not even at lesson 16 yet, but based on all the spoilers I read, watched, and scene for research purposes, I’m pretty sure it was more of a-

This is what writing 11k+ words for one chapter worth it. The final read through I get to enjoy things like this.

I wish Belphie was 7′2″. 😳 I like Beel but Belphie is one of my favs. Ironically enough he was the one who skipped this fic. (I’ll make it up to you one day, Belphie fans.... will we ever know what they talked about and what made Belphie cry? Personally, I think it’s like the iceberg effect Hemingway talked about, and says more under the surface... it’s totally not because I got burned out, lolololol.... 🤭)

I WAS ACCIDENTALLY FEEDING DIALUCI STANS but again, if you’ve read my Mammon fic, you probably know my true thoughts on Diavolo and Lucifer’s relationship. This fic is so MC focused, I wasn’t intending to write it in so much, Diavolo was just supposed to order Lucifer to go home, that’s it. But, I got rejuvenated when I hit Lucifer’s scene, because I knew it was the homestretch for the chapter! I really played up a Hamilton reference accidentally, having the “Go home” line repeated, because it just felt like the vibe the scene was getting at. I am hoping to explore Diavolo and Lucifer’s relationship more in my modern au fic, Siberia.

I hate tumblr because if I attach a link in the initial post, this won’t appear in the tag, but Primal’s comment here made me think of this art I saw of Lucifer and Satan the other day by ObsessiveAlice (I don’t want to tag them because they’ll be so confused by this long unrelated post! But I’ll put the link to their art in the notes/replies on this post, so check them out!!!)

I know it wasn’t the most romantic kiss but again I WAS RUNNING OUT OF WAYS TO MAKE THE BROTHERS HAVE UNIQUE SCENES SO I GOT DESPERATE.

And that’s the end!!! Again, if you liked the fic, more than giving me a like or reblog, please go check out Primal’s wonderful artwork @primal-interstellar !!! She does a lot of great oc work and it needs more recognition!!! Almost all of my fics would never get posted without her help, so please, please, please show her support! (She has an animatic she just made which I will also link in the replies!!! Please give that love too!!!)

Anyway, if you made it to the end, I don’t know if you got a laugh out of this, but I hope you enjoyed the fic commentary somewhat! I was going to post chapter 3+4 at the same time like I did the prior chapters, but chapter 3 took so long I had to just lay on my floor for 3 hours earlier today to take a break from it, lol. Luckily, I’m very excited for chapter 4, so it shouldn’t take as long!!!

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me mc #obey me masters #writing #my writing #fanfic #fic #obey me fic #directors cut

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stillness-in-green · 7 years

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Misery Loves Company

Woke up with this in my head this morning, and got it out as quickly as I could. IBO, Chad and Yamagi, spoilers for the entire season. Set during the last episode’s timeskip, right towards the beginning.

So, I’ve been wanting to write about Yamagi and Chad dating since that last episode came out. This fic is definitely NOT that. It might be a prelude, though.

It is, regardless of anything else, my guess on how two people who never so much as glanced at each other in their series might have had a chance to spend a bit more time together. Note that nobody’s very happy here, as this is set just after the Tekkadan survivors get off-planet courtesy of Azee and Echo.

After the third time Yamagi misses an instruction, the mechanic—a girl Yamagi doesn’t know, now that Echo’s back on ship piloting duties—tips back and sighs hard.

“Look, no offense?” she begins, in a tone that’s straining not to be sharp but clearly ran out patience half a million miles ago. “But you’re clearly not all here right now, and at this rate, you’re either going to get hurt, or mess something up that gets someone else hurt down the line. We’ve got our own mechanics. Why don’t you go be with your friends?”

He doesn’t want to be anywhere near his friends, but Yamagi lets go of the wrench he’s holding, wishing fleetingly that it could at least clang satisfyingly to the ground, and turns away, pushing off from the ground hard towards the exit.

He thinks he hears his name spoken from somewhere in the din—Yukinojo, probably—but turns his head away, and leaves the hangar.

He doesn’t know the Sawback’s layout, not like he does—did, he thinks, heart clenching with yet another grief—the Isaribi’s, but it’s an armored ship, like the Hotarubi had been; there are only so many design plans it can have. He wanders, looking for an observation deck or private room.

He finally finds a deserted deck near the bottom level. Why it’s so empty is obvious right away: aside from the view being partly blocked by the gunmetal gray curve of one of the transport bays, the walkway drops off into a sheer metal wall, a fall of some twenty or thirty feet down to the next level. Too, the engine room is nearby, so the sound of every tiny course adjustment the ship makes reverberates through the walls, much louder than it does topside. If someone didn’t spend their every waking moment around machines, diving off of catwalks with total confidence in the absence of gravity, they’d probably find it all ridiculously distracting. As it is, Yamagi sighs, long and slow, letting the tension leak out of him. In the most basic possible nod to safety protocols, there is in fact a handrail protecting the walkway. He leans back on it, lets his eyes fall half-closed, and watches the stars.

Time passes. If he were on the Isaribi, he’d would be able to tell how much just by listening to the hum of the engine. As it is… He’ll stay until he gets hungry, he decides.

In the belly of the ship, the engine cycles to a lower output mode, and the ever-present hum quiets. Then, and only then, does Yamagi hear the sound of someone else in the room breathing. He turns towards the thready, uneven exhalations with an ugly start.

The passage stretches out in front of him, empty as it was when he walked in. Yamagi stands quite still, listening. Gradually, it dawns on him that the breathing is coming from above him. Wounded temper still brimming, he looks up and scans the dim ceiling. Sure enough, up along the far back of the room, one of the Tekkadan lilies stares at him from the back of someone’s jacket, its petals fuzzy and gray in the deep shadows. Whoever-it-is is perched on a maintenance deck, a square sheet of metal that slides in and out of the wall near a local control panel, meant to set a tool chest on or brace against in low gravity. Other than the deck, though, nothing’s been pulled aside or opened up along the wall, and the person doesn’t have so much as a tool belt, much less a crate full of wrenches and pliers. He also hasn’t moved, one hand and a dark head all that’s visible where he’s curled in on himself over tucked-up knees.

Yamagi goes on staring for a while longer. The boy’s hand is twitching intermittently, which could mean he’s asleep and dreaming, maybe about something innocuous, but more likely about events of the last few days. If that’s the case, well, he’s not unique for having nightmares, and Yamagi can slip away with no more than a second or two of guilt.

Unfortunately, it might also be a sign of feedback from the Alaya-Vijnana implant, lingering involuntary nerve firing caused by links to machines that hadn’t been tuned properly, or which had slipped out of sync somehow. The mechanics here don’t have the data—probably not even the equipment—to give all of Tekkadan’s A-V users the regular check-ups Miss Merribit had instituted. Regardless of how much Yamagi wants to claim himself a crawlspace and never come back out to have to face human interaction again, if someone’s implant is giving them trouble, Yamagi needs to bring them to Miss Merribit or the old man.

He sighs, and kicks himself towards the ceiling.

“Hey,” he says softly as he approaches. “You awake?”

The boy doesn’t stir as Yamagi gets close enough to recognize him—Yamagi used to see lots of people clutching the controls of Tekkadan’s mobile suits, but there’s only one who matches a skin tone so dark to hands so oversized for the bony wrists they’re affixed to.

He’d assumed it was a boy, from the coiled posture and the hideaway, but as far as he knows, Chad is older than him by at least a year or two.

“…Chad?” Yamagi tries speaking, reaching out to catch himself on the wall before he drifts straight into the ceiling.

Chad twitches again, a full-body flinch this time, so sharp and sudden that Yamagi himself winces in sympathy. As it passes, though, Chad’s head lifts, slowly, like someone peeking over a wall that might or might not have unknown threats lurking on the other side. His gaze finds Yamagi’s feet, and trains slowly up until it lands on Yamagi’s face. Beneath the dim, uneven illumination of the overhead running light, Chad’s cheeks look every bit as hollow as they had back in the CGS days. The skin beneath his eyes is bruise-dark and puffy, and Yamagi feels a pinprick of regret for waking him. His eyes are clear, though, if not… Not hard, Yamagi thinks, staring back at him in the widening gap of silence, just braced, like he’s never been woken a day in his life for something other than bad news, and whatever the world is about to lay at his feet, it almost certainly isn’t going to be the worst thing he’s seen.

The silence goes on for a few more unheard beats, a tempo of exhaustion, before finally Chad lifts his head up a bit more, his back straightening, even as his shoulders tense and bow.

“Did something happen?” he asks.

The desire to escape thrums in Yamagi’s skin like engine noise, an unreasoning wave of shame that’s so much stronger than the momentary guilt he’d been contemplating back down below, when he’d had that opportunity to just leave and hadn’t taken it. But Chad is Responsible—Yamagi has never exchanged more than three words with him, but even he knows that much—and if Yamagi turned tail and ran away, Chad would get worried and follow. As if he needs any more stress.

Yamagi lets his eyes slide away, turning his head and leaving Chad to stare instead at the fall of his hair.

“You were dreaming,” is all he says. “That’s all. You don’t have to get up.”

“…Ah,” Chad says, the single syllable tangled somewhere between confusion, relief, and simple weariness. After a few more seconds, he adds, “Sorry you had to bother.”

“It’s fine.” The words taste mechanical in Yamagi’s mouth. He parrots them out, and the moment of shame drains away, back into the empty weight of having nothing to do and less drive to do it. Orga is dead. Shino is dead. Mikazuki, dead. Barbatos, dead. Tekkadan is dead. He can’t protect any of what’s left, but there’s so little left in any case. People like Kudelia and Eugene will be planning what to do from here on out. He has time, still, to drag himself into caring again, but right now…

“I just wanted to be alone somewhere for a while,” he finds himself saying. “I didn’t think of trying the ceiling.”

Another measure of quiet follows this, then Chad hums, a low, barely audible sound. He shifts, and the sound of his voice comes bouncing back from different walls as he turns his face away. “Human Debris get good at staying out of sight.”

That’s Chad’s version of taking the compliment, Yamagi supposes, and he feels an awful, tiny curve at the corner of his mouth at the black humor of the whole situation.

“Eugene told me to go get some sleep,” Chad goes on after another silent moment. “He ordered me to, actually.”

“Why not the barracks?” Yamagi looks down towards the observation window. At this angle, he can’t see the transport bay anymore, just the starfields, endless and glittering and cold.

“I tried there. But the kids are still upset, and…” He trails off, and the silence creeps back in, skulking around the perimeters of the conversation like a starving something at the edge of firelight. It gets so close Yamagi imagines he can feel the breath of it on the back of his neck, then Chad sighs, and his words chase it away again. “Dante caught me trying to help. He ran me off.”

Yamagi doesn’t respond, and Chad fills in the space with, “He knows I can sleep anywhere out of sight. He told me to check down here.” Another pause, shorter this time, and then a rueful sound, not anything concrete enough to be a chuckle. “Though now that I’ve gotten used to it, I wish I’d thought to grab a blanket.”

Yamagi dips his head into another smile, feeling the soft hitch of amusement in his breath. “Hindsight,” he whispers.

“Yeah, I guess so.”

They both fall silent again, and if it isn’t any warmer, at least it doesn’t feel so empty. Yamagi glances behind him, gaze skimming over the wall. A rectangular outline in the metal suggests there’s another maintenance deck not far away—this one for accessing the ventilation system, judging by the proximity to a grated shaft. Yamagi reaches out and rests his gloved fingertips over it.

“Do you mind?” he asks, barely a breath, and feels Chad’s gaze return to him; sees, out of the corner of his eyes, the other boy lean forward to look at where he’s placed his hand.

“Oh. No, it’s fine.”

“Mm.” Yamagi presses lightly at the shape in the wall. It gives inward, then clicks and ejects back outwards, a thin metal deck. He tugs himself onto it, mirroring Chad’s posture from before—arms around his legs, chin tucked onto his knees. He flips up the collar of his jacket, and turns to lean against the wall.

“It’s—all right if I stay too, right?” Chad asks, a whisper in the shadows, uncertain, not half as conspiratorial as Yamagi thinks the situation warrants.

He tugs his jacket tighter around himself. In its pocket, still, a clump of bandages knots his stomach with their presence, and with grief. He blinks hard, willfully, and forces his voice to an even, level softness. “Yes. It’s fine.”

“Okay. I—will, then.” Chad shifts again, maybe laying down, maybe turning away. “Good—night?”

“…Good night,” Yamagi answers, and closes his eyes, listening to the hum of the ship’s engine, and the slowly evening sound of Chad’s breath.

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