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zephyrchama · 5 days

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Belphegor followed you down the hall as you dragged your suitcase. It wasn’t very big, but it was still heavy and annoying to lug over the thick decorative carpets. Every time one came to an end, the luggage thudded loudly back onto the hardwood floor.

“You sure you have everything? You packed the pillow I gave you?” Belphegor sluggishly matched his pace to yours. Having long legs must be nice.

“Of course, I triple checked.” ”Good. That’s my fifth favorite pillow, so you have to come back and return it, ok?”

You nodded as the suitcase went over another bump. This was your third time going over this exact conversation.

It wasn’t just the youngest, all of the brothers were antsy about your little trip. It was written all over their faces as you arrived at the foyer where they were waiting. Satan and Asmodeus solemnly stood up from the steps they were sitting on. Mammon and Leviathan had a hard time looking at you, their eyes darted all over the walls and ceiling. Beelzebub offered to move your suitcase by the door.

Just one weekend away. That was it. Solomon volunteered to take you back to the human world for a bit. You couldn't let a rare trip home pass by, as who knew when the next opportunity would arise. You could eat some normal food for once and stock up on your favorite human things. Though, your housemates reacted like you were leaving for a year.

“Did you pack everything?” Lucifer asked.

“Of course, I triple checked.” Deja-vu.

“Even the lotion I gave you?” Asmodeus looked so worried. He loosely took hold of your forearm with a tear in his eye. “Don’t forget, the sun is awful this time of year. I’ll never forgive you if you come back looking like a lobster.”

“Asmo, I won’t.” You grinned at his silly concern and leaned in for a hug. Asmodeus did not disappoint.

Everyone else took a step forward, hoping for a hug of their own, as Asmodeus breathed into your ear, “I’ll be waiting.”

“You have my number. If anything goes wrong, call me.” Lucifer sounded so reliable as he placed a hand on your shoulder.

There were half a dozen chimes of “mine, too!” and “same here!”

You’d been away for longer trips. How in the world did these guys survive for so many millennia before you met them? You turned to look at Lucifer, wanting to counter that Devildom phones didn’t even work in the human world, but he probably knew that already.

"Don't talk to strangers," he reminded, "and don't go out alone at night. Some humans are worse than demons." He wrapped his arms around you and wished “safe travels.”

Mammon stepped up next. He forced himself to stare at you, haughtily playing off the sadness he was really feeling. His bottom lip jutted out a little more than usual. “Well! You’ll bring me back a good souvenir, right?”

“Oh? I don’t know, I might not have time…” It was playful banter, yet your words shocked him. Mammon’s eyes widened. He began stammering and gripped your fingers. You quickly performed damage control, “Joking! I’m joking, Mammon. Of course I’ll get you a souvenir.”

The younger siblings piped up, “us too!”

“I’m getting everyone souvenirs, don’t worry!” You already had a few gift ideas in mind.

Mammon put his forehead on your shoulder and a hand on your back that he rubbed. “But mine’ll be the best. I trust ya.”

“Don’t let Solomon give you any food he cooks,” Beelzebub warned. “Actually, don’t let Solomon give you any food. Ever.” He tried to give you a lumpy-looking cloth bag, no doubt filled with homemade treats to take with you. It smelled scrumptious. Only issue was, the bag was half your size.

“Beel, there’s food in the human world. I can’t take all this, why don’t you enjoy it with your brothers?”

Beelzebub frowned, setting aside his present. It tilted under the weight of its own contents. You felt a slight pang of guilt, but how could you carry it all? That much food could last you a week.

He picked you up for his hug, your toes dangling several inches off the floor until he gently set you back down. Belphegor caught you as you regained your footing.

His hug was simple and cozy. He tucked a strand of your hair behind an ear. “Don’t forget about my pillow.”

You suspected that if you ever actually tried to run away, these seven would go to the ends of the three realms to find you.

Satan nudged your luggage, observing the way it slided forward an inch. It was heavy to you, but clearly not them. “That’s really all you’re bringing? Do you have enough clothes?”

“Yes! You helped me pack!” The repetition was really starting to grate on you. Things were never this crazy when one of them had to leave the house for a few days. They wouldn't even care unless somebody went mysteriously unseen for over a week. “You all know I’ve got everything under control. I’ll be back in two days.”

“Hey, how come Satan got to help you pack?” Mammon complained.

“We did too,” Belphegor said, his twin in agreement.

“It was a group effort,” according to Asmodeus.

Mammon crossed his arms. "No way! You let these guys see your underwear?"

Satan ignored them. “Do you want another book for the road?”

“I’ll be fine.” You gave Satan his hug. After letting go, his fingers hovered by your side. “We’re teleporting there anyway. I don’t think there’ll be time to read anything.”

One suspiciously quiet demon in the back stared at the floor. “Two days,” he sighed. Leviathan did a poor job of hiding how upset he was.

“Levi, aren’t you going to say goodbye?”

“Yes!?” His head jerked up, met your gaze, and looked down again.

“I can’t leave until I get a full set of hugs from everyone,” you admitted. “I’m missing a very valuable part of the collection.”

Asmodeus and Mammon readily offered themselves for a second go. Leviathan’s cheeks flushed with envy and he grabbed you a little roughly, squishing his face into your shoulder. “You’ll take lots of pictures? A-and you won’t forget about us?”

You scoffed, “how could I forget about you? We’re bound together by a pact, aren’t we?” As for photos… you didn't know what would be interesting, but it couldn't hurt to take a bunch anyway.

Lucifer cleared his throat, signaling to Leviathan it was time to let go. "I miss you already," he muttered.

The seven of them followed you out of the house and down to the House of Lamentation’s front gate. It was like having a school of fish circling you. You could call it a miracle they weren't following you onto the main road, but if they went that far you knew they'd unreasonably demand Solomon take them along too.

“It’s just one weekend!” you reiterated. “Take care, you guys.”

They peered at you through the fence bars, waving when you glanced over. It was a sad sight, and possible attempt to make you come rushing back. If it was this bad already, you didn't want to think about how they'd act if you were going away for one week.

#maybe sequel when I come back? this was supposed to be more funny but it turned into more fluffy. hm!#i think my original thought was “mc going to a sleepover at purgatory hall and lucifer being all 'overprotective parent' about it”#idk about this but i wanted to get it out of my system so i'd stop thinking about it #obey me! swd #obey me swd #obey me!#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me x mc #obey me x reader #obey me scenarios #omswd #obey me x you #obey me brothers #obey me fanfic #obey me drabble #obey me fluff

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daytaker · 4 months

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Hungry For You

Beelzebub is learning that there are more dimensions to gluttony than a hunger for food.

(It's not as exciting as the title and description would lead you to believe. Only wholesome Beel here, I'm afraid.)

Ship: Beelzebub x Reader Word Count: 666 (smirk) Cross-Posted with AO3

I’m not very complicated. I’m just hungry most of the time.

My brothers are more complex. Lucifer and Satan for sure, but also Levi and Asmo and Belphie… Even Mammon’s got more to him than meets the eye. Not me though. I’m just hungry.

I’m always hungry, you know? Always. It used to scare me when I first became a demon, because it felt like I’d gorge myself until I died. Or like I’d starve no matter how much I ate. Or like I’d go crazy from how hungry I felt and accidentally hurt someone.

I got used to it after a while. I never actually ate anybody.

I try to be honest most of the time. It’s easier than hiding things. So it isn’t a big secret that I like you a lot.

You’re always nice to me, even though I’m kind of boring and not all that smart. You listened to me when I talked about Belphie and Lilith. You share your food with me. You smile at me and you give nice hugs. I’m not very complicated. So that’s enough for me to like you a lot.

I’m not the only one who likes you. Belphie does too. He didn’t used to smile as much as he does now that you’re here. And Mammon follows you around like a golden retriever. Even Lucifer seems a little less tense when you’re around.

I like that about you too. I’m not a really complicated person, but I love my brothers. I like how happy you make them.

I’m glad I’m strong and tall, because you’re so small and squishy. You seem like you’d break really easily. I’d like to protect you, I think. But I haven’t really gotten to do that. Instead, you protected me and Luke during the situation with the Grimoire. I still can’t believe you did that…

I was a little mad at you for that, actually. I never wanted somebody to get hurt because of me. I don’t think Lucifer would have killed me if you’d just grabbed Luke and gotten somewhere safe. And I wouldn’t have felt like you let me down or you didn’t care about me or anything if you did that. It wouldn’t be a betrayal for a human to run away in a situation like that. It’s natural to want to keep yourself safe. So why didn’t you? I wouldn’t have been upset with you, you know. If Diavolo hadn’t shown up when he did, then… I mean, if anything went wrong, really. I keep wondering… what if you died?

I think I’d end up feeling hungry forever.

Not hungry for food. Hungry for… I don’t know. It’s softer than when I’m hungry for food, and it’s not as desperate, so I feel like I have more control over myself. But it’s still a new sort of hunger, and it’s still pretty strong, and it makes me a little uneasy.

Does it sound too weird if I say I feel hungry for you?

I don’t mean anything strange by it. It’s not like I actually want to eat you. It’s more like… I feel like something inside me wants to hold onto something inside you, forever. I think if you were gone, I’d miss you too much, and there’d be something empty in me that ached. That’s what I mean by feeling hungry for you. And it makes me nervous. It’s the same sort of anxiety I used to feel when I was new to the Devildom, and I worried that I’d starve. I wonder, if you were gone, and I couldn’t stop feeling hungry for you, what would happen? Would I die? Or would I go crazy? It’s scary.

I try not to think about that too much. It’s okay as long as you’re around. That fills me up okay. Not as much as when you hold my hand, though. Or when you hug me.

Did you know you smell like dessert? It’s really nice.

#obey me #fanfic #obey me beelzebub #obey me beel x reader #obey me x reader #obey me beel #obey me beelzebub x reader #daytaker fanfic #beel

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once-in-a-blood-moon · 1 year

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First of all your writing is amazing!

Could maybe write some hurt/comfort with Lucifer, Diavolo and Beelzebub (or anyone you feel like writing for)

MC is doing totally fine until they receive a really gentle hug, and then they just start crying because it just feels so safe and nice. At then MC sort of just exhaust themself and falls asleep in the person's arms.

You can ignore this if it's too strange.

Feeling Safe in Their Arms

Lucifer, Diavolo, and Beel x GN! reader (separately)

AN: Thank you, I'm glad you like my writing! And don't worry, this request wasn't strange, it's really cute and I really enjoyed writing it. I hope you enjoy! :)

Warnings: reader is called my dear (Lucifer's) and darling (Diavolo's)

Lucifer

The pen swiftly scratched across the page in elegant strokes as Lucifer filled out yet another document. He’d been working for sometime, neglecting how late it had gotten. A gentle knock rapped against his door causing his eyes to flick in its direction.

“Come in.”

The door slowly opened, revealing you. You stepped inside as Lucifer set his pen down, rising from his plush chair. Softly, he called your name while making his way to you.

“What are you doing up?” Lucifer glanced at the clock on the wall. “I’m sure you’re aware of the time.”

You sighed as you walked into him, wrapping your arms around his torso. The demon stilled for a moment but returned your gesture nonetheless.

“I know, I just needed a hug.” You mumbled into his chest.

Lucifer’s confusion was quickly replaced with a gentle smile. His arms tightened around you, pulling you in even closer, his nose nestling against your shoulder.

“You are always welcome to hug me, my dear.”

You sniffled softly as a wetness began to seep through his vest. Lucifer pulled his head away, feeling you shake from the sobs that racked through your body.

“Is everything alright?” He asked, concerned. A muffled ‘mhm’ and a slight nod was all the answer he got as you pushed your face further into his chest.

The two of you stayed like that for what seemed like hours. Lucifer hadn’t dared to let you go. His arms remained securely around you, occasionally running up and down your back in comfort. To tell the truth, he was in need of a good hug too. He reveled in the warmth that was shared between you both.

A soft snore and your breathing evened, Lucifer assessed that you had tired yourself out. Letting out an amused huff, he gently hoisted you up bridal style and carried you to his room.

Laying you down on his large mattress, he covered you with the sheets before making his way to the other side. He quietly slipped in beside you and resumed holding you. And he’d continue to hold you for as long as you’d let him.

Diavolo

Diavolo marched sluggishly through the castle’s grand hallways to his bedroom. After a long day's work, all he wanted to do was to crawl into your arms and vent about his stressful day. Your presence comforted him greatly.

Once he arrived, he opened the smooth lacquer and found you laying on his couch with a book in hand. You slowly turned your head at the sound but your eyes couldn’t quite leave the page, not yet wanting to part from your reading. Diavolo chuckled as he crossed the room to where you sat.

“Hello, darling.”

Finally setting your book aside, you smile up at the demon prince. “Hi, how was your day today?”

Diavolo flopped onto the couch, pulling you over to him and settling you upon his lap, securing you with his strong arms while his face burrowed into the crook of your neck.

“Exhausting. It was hard staying focused with Barbatos piling more paperwork on my desk.” He mumbled. “But I kept thinking about how nice it would be to finally be wrapped up in your arms, so I pushed through so I could see you sooner.”

Your gentle hands raked through his dark red hair, but the shake of your body and quieted sniffles did not go unnoticed. Diavolo lifted his head to look at your face. Small trails of tears ran down your cheeks. He cupped his hands on either side as his thumbs collected the salty streams and wiped them away.

“What’s the matter?” He asked gently, his eyes searching yours.

“Nothing… It’s just- you make me feel safe.” The softest of smiles was aimed towards the prince and he swore felt his heart do backflips.

Relieved, he returned a smile of his own and guided your head to his shoulder- and with a few awkward movements, the two of you laid across the lush couch. Diavolo’s hold was gentle with one large hand caressing the expanse of your back, moving in up and down motions in an attempt to comfort. Your arms wrapped as best they could around the demon’s sturdy build. Soft hushes and muffled sobs were the only sounds heard throughout the room.

Not long after, your cries ceased, creating a comforting silence. Diavolo glanced down and studied your peaceful features. He lightly chuckled as his lips met the crown of your head. Deciding to follow in your footsteps, he closed his eyes and began drifting to sleep in his lover’s hold. An even better way to end the evening.

Beelzebub

A wonderful aroma drifted into the twins’ room. Beel raised his head from the pillow and switched his D.D.D off, setting it aside. He rose from his bed and inhaled deeply, savoring the familiar scent. Following the smell, his legs carried him through the corridor and down the stairs into the kitchen.

“Hi, Beel.” You greeted, keeping your eyes trained before you.

The gluttonous demon raised a brow. “How’d you know it was me?”

“I figured you’d be down sooner or later, I’m making your favorite.” You used your spatula to point in front of you where a few patties lay in the skillet. Beel glanced over to the counter and noticed the hamburger buns, condiments, and other fixings all set out.

Cheeseburgers.

The demon made a satisfied groan, as he strode to you and wrapped his arms around you from behind. You paused for a moment, but gave in to the warmth his body provided. Beel listened to the sizzle of the meat while he watched your movements…which were a little shaky. It was then he felt the tremble in your body.

“Hey, are you okay?” He asked gently.

“Yes.” You responded, a little wobble to your tone. Beel spun you around and noticed the tears coating your bottom lashes. He quickly let go of you, afraid he had upset you.

“I’m sorry, I should have asked you if it was alright to touch y- Oomph!“

You rushed forward knocking into him as your arms encircled his body tightly and your head rested on his chest.

“No, you didn’t upset me… I liked it.”

Beel smiled, encasing you in his muscular arms once more. “I like it too.”

Your cries began to pick up, creating damp spots in his shirt. And Beel continued to hold you, closing his eyes and resting his chin atop your head. The sound of sizzling resumed- after having tuned it out in favor of checking on you.

“Umm, we should turn the stove off. The burgers might burn.”

“They should be done.” You sniffled out. With that, Beel dipped you back slightly so as to not let you go to be able to switch the burner off. You giggled at his sweet but silly gesture. The demon chuckled as well as he brought you up to your original position. Shoving your face back into his chest, your tears continued to pour down your cheeks.

After some time in each other’s hold, footsteps echoed and approached the kitchen. Beel glanced over to the doorway and saw Satan, who’s eyes were doing a quick sweep, assessing the situation.

“What’s going-“

“Shh, they’re sleeping.” Beel hushed his brother.

Satan nodded with a tight lipped smile. “I noticed.” He walked closer, speaking in whispers. “Their eyes are red, did something happen?”

“No, nothing happened.” Beel hugged you tighter. “I think I’ll take them up to their room. Dinner’s ready, you guys eat without us.”

Satan’s eyes widened. There was no way Beel said that, he must’ve heard wrong… The wrathful demon looked over to the burgers in the skillet. “But it’s your favorite, aren’t you hungry?”

Beel gently shifted you and lifted your feet off the floor. “That’s not important right now.”

That’s all he said as he stepped out of the kitchen and made his way to your room. As far as he was concerned, the food wasn’t going anywhere and neither was he.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me hurt/comfort #obey me lucifer #obey me lucifer x reader #obey me diavolo #obey me diavolo x reader #obey me beelzebub #obey me beelzebub x reader #obey me fanfic #obey me scenarios #jo writes #blood moon mail

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koolades-world · 1 year

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Hiiii are your requests open?? If so could I request the Demon bros (or just Levi Beel and Belphie) comforting s/o after a long and hard day at work? Feel free to ignore if you don't wanna!

Love ur work btw!! ☆♡☆♡☆

hiii!! I’m pretty sure you’re my first ever requester! yay! I’ve been looking forward to this. Requests are open and will be unless I explicitly say they aren’t :D

Thank you sm!!! Sorry if this wasn’t exactly what you imagined. Don’t be afraid to give feedback. Let me know you vision so if you request again in the future, I’ll be better suited to write to your taste next time! Let me know what you think :)

I literally love requests since they give me ideas that I wouldn’t normally come up with, and I’m always itching to write about something. Requests make me feel special LOL kicking my feet, twirling my hair, giggling rn

also sorry that this is so late! it's exam season lol

Demon brothers comforting their s/o after a particularly hard day at work

Lucifer

convinced he would also be half asleep while comforting his s/o this man catches no breaks, except when around his beloved <3

His love language is quality time, so he wants to show you he cares by finally putting down the pen and just relaxing together

Would brew them a cup of his signature coffee, docked up as you like it, of course. Lucky you, he doesn’t do that for just anyone!

Mans down bad lol

Lucifer heard the door opening from his office. He recognized the sound of Mc’s footsteps in the hall as they hung up their coat and tucked away their work shoes. They were oddly silent, though. They usually called out to him, or burst into his home office to tell them about their day. He saw them shuffle past the open door and to their bedroom.

He decided it let it go for now. He wasn’t sure what was wrong, but if they needed him, they would come to him. He didn’t need to investigate. However, as he tried to focus on the work, he found himself reading the same paragraph over and over again as he though about Mc. After not even five minutes of debating, he got up with vigor and made his way to their room.

They were sprawled out over on the bed, face down. He quickly moved to flip them over. He let out a small sigh of relief now he saw their eyes were open. “What are you doing?” Lucifer sat next to Mc.

“I’m tired, Luci.” They grabbed the pillow he always used and put it over their face, their voice muffled.

“Are you feeling unwell?” He removed the pillow so he could see their face again.

“I guess you could say that. Everyone at work was so annoying today and I’m ready to do nothing now.” He stopped Mc from rolling over again and pulled them into his side.

“Let me make you something to drink. Go sit in the living room. Do you have any preferences?” He looked them right in the eyes.

“No, but one of the coffees you make the best sounds nice, maybe please?" He sighed lovingly a little at their antics. They clearly wanted this coffee.

“Consider it done. Now go sit.” He stood them up and gently pushed them out of the room. They disappeared out of view while he quickly brewed the coffee. He returned as fast as he could and sat next to them. Pressing the hot coffee into their hands, he placed his other hand on their head to pat them.

“Do you want to talk about your day?” He picked up his own mug and payed close attention to his partner. They agreed and began ranting about what coworker #1 did and how annoying coworker #2 was at lunch. While he listened carefully, he also took the moment to admire them, for no particular reason.

“… and that’s pretty much it I think. It felt good to get that out of my system.” Their coffee had cooled off by now. They took a small sip to test the temperature, and then took a few bigger ones once they knew it was safe.

“Good. Now if you don’t have anything urgent to do, I would prefer if we could sit together and enjoy each other’s company.” Lucifer scooted closer to press their legs together, so even though their hands were busy, they could still enjoy contact.

“That sounds nice. You’re the best, Luci.”

They basked in each other company for the next few hours, or however long that was. They weren’t really sure, but they were sure they were going to take as much time together as they could.

Mammon

It’s normal for him to be right on top of his s/o as soon as they walk through the door, but once he notices how worn they seem, he enters protective mode

“Who hurt my human?!” “Nobody Mammon, work was just tough” “oh”

No but in all realness, he would let down his tsundere facade to make sure you’re ok

Kisses!

Will convince you to let him make dinner to let you relax. He’s not the best, but he’s going to try, just for you <3

Afterwards, will cuddle together to make sure you day ends nicely

Mammon sat in front of the TV on their couch, his leg kicked up on the coffee table, aimlessly flickering through the channels. His duties were never too heavy, so he always found himself consuming human content. Humans were fascinating.

He heard keys jiggle in the front door. His human was finally home! He scrambled to his feet and patiently waited just out of the range of the door so he wouldn’t get hit by it when it opened. As usual, he threw himself at Mc as soon as they walked in. However, he noticed they were less responsive than usual. He took a step back and smoothed some of their hair back from their forehead. They weren’t smiling.

“Human? What’s the matter with ya?” He shook them by their shoulders.

“Work was the worst today. The day couldn’t have gone by any slower. I really missed you.” They slumped into his embrace. As he held them, he thought for a moment. He knew his usual demeanor wasn’t the most relaxing to deal with at times, and now was one of those times. For the sake of his Mc, he decided to drop his facade.

“Listen, how does this sound? Let me do the cookin’ tonight. Ya need to relax. I can feel the tension in yer shoulders. Ya go shower n’ relax or whatever, while I do the hard work. We can watch yer favorite movie too. If yer still feeling off tomorrow, ya can call in sick and have us time.” The warm smile that finally crept into Mc face, the one he had been looking for. He kissed their forehead, rubbing his thumbs in circles on their back.

“Thank you, Mammon. Everything you need is in the fridge. The recipe is in the cookbook.” They kissed the tip of his nose, kicking off their shoes and coat. They abandoned their work bag at the dining table before disappearing into their bedroom. He found himself stupidly standing there smiling for a moment. He could hear the blood rushing to his face. He snapped to it quickly. Mc needed him, and he was going to deliver. The cookbook was just a notebook the two of them had filled with their favorite recipes. A bookmark stuck out of one part, letting him know what to cook. He recognized it as his favorite human world food. Diavolo, he loved them. He cooked as fast as he could, so that when Mc got out of the shower, they would have a hot meal waiting for them.

Unfortunately, they were done before him, but at least he got the nice surprise of them laying their head on his shoulder and wrapping their arms around him as he cooked. Food was done shortly after, which Mc scarfed down.

“You’re the best Mammon. I love you.” They put their head ok his shoulder again as they sat side by side on the couch watching their favorite movie. He smiled into their hair and gave them a kiss on the top of the head.

“Love ya too.” He stayed silent for a moment, trying to decide what to say next. However, they had somehow fallen asleep. Had he really taken that long to think about what to say? No matter the case, he knew as long as they were happy, he was happy.

Levi

A worrier, will stress over every small thing he did because he’s concerned you’re upset over something he did

After a little thinking, he gathers the courage to go apologize only to realize it wasn’t his fault, he’s so precious 🥺

he’s so sweet, will offer whatever it takes to get his player two feeling better again

If you want to play games together, y’all are playing games. If you want to go out, y’all are going out

Y’all gotta place more respect on his name, I love him 😫 (please my little brother literally nicknamed him hotdog water 😭😭)

At first, Levi didn’t even realize Mc was home. As usual, he was holed up in his gaming room. Mc usually came into his room to give him a kiss and let him know they were home. He looked forward to it everyday. But today was different. The time they usually got home came and past, no word for them.

Levi paused what he was doing to think. It was almost an hour past the time Mc usually arrived home. No texts or calls from them he may have missed. He began to freak out. What if they got into an accident on the way home? What if they needed help but had no way of letting him know? He went to worst case scenario almost immediately. He stood up so fast he got lightheaded, but he didn’t care. He began tearing through the whole house in search of them.

His search ended quickly. He found Mc sitting in the kitchen with a bowl of cornflakes. They didn’t even notice him. As he let out one worry, another one flooded in. Was Mc mad at him? Why else would they not come to see him after they got home from work? He quickly tried to begin thinking of what he might have done to make them upset. Before he could think any longer, Mc noticed him standing in the doorway.

“Levi?” They tiredly put another spoonful of cereal in their mouth, and almost spit it out after Levi threw himself to his knees at their chair.

“Mc! I’m so sorry for everything! You’re the coolest person I know and I don’t deserve you! I’ll do anything to make it up to you!” He looked up at the sadly.

“What are you sorry for? I’m not mad at you. Should I be?” They put the spoon down and got up from the chair to crouch next to Levi.

“Wait, you’re not mad at me?” He paused and look at them.

“I’m not.” While they weren’t mad, Levi could tell something was wrong. They made no further move to continue the conversation, so he carried it himself. He wasn’t used to that.

“You didn’t stop in my room once you got home, so I just automatically assumed you were mad at me. I’m sorry for being so stupid.” He hung his head.

“Oh, no. You don’t have to apologize. Today work was just rough, so I went to get something to eat and unwind with. You told me that your raid was today, so I figured you would find me. Sorry if I worried you.” They side hugged him. He felt bad after he heard them speak. They were just tired and worn down by work. He immediately resolved to make it up to them.

“Well, uhm, if you’ll let someone gross like me help you, is there anything I can do to make you feel better? Anything at all?” Levi asked.

“If you’re offering, just spending time together sounds nice. Tell me about your day.” So he took a seat next to them and began doing what he did best: talking about video games. They watched him intently, occasionally remembering to eat the now soggy cereal that was in front of them. In the middle of his rambling, they gave him a kiss on the cheek. He paused and went bright red.

“To make up for the kiss I missed earlier, and as a thank you always being there. I love you, my admiral.” They smiled at him, the first time he has seen them smile that day.

“I… I love you too.” He was still embarrassed sometimes to say that, but it was all worth it to see the smile on their face.

Satan

Definitely thinks his way of destressing is the best: going to an animal shelter, playing with the cats, and then donating <3

However if you two lived separate from the rest, he’s 100% getting two cats minimum so the cats are right there! would still donate though since it makes him happy

Also firmly believes another really good way to unwind is to just say everything out loud. If you don’t want to tell him, that’s fine, he can leave the room or make it so he can’t hear what you’re saying

If not, he will talk your ear off (endearingly) about his latest read over tea

“Dear, are you home already? I thought you were going out with coworkers right after work?” Satan didn’t look up from his book but he had heard the door open as well the familiar jingling of their keys. Their two cats immediately got up from where they were resting on the back of the sofa and on his lap respectively to greet his partner. He finally looked up to see Mc standing with both the fuzz balls in arms, looking more tired then he’d ever seen them.

“What’s the matter?” He instantly knew something was wrong. He couldn’t place it, but something was off.

“It’s a long story.” They jumped over the back of the sofa and sunk down in the seat next to him. The three of them snuggled into his side, making him melt.

“Do you want to tell me the shortened version?” He placed a hand on their head. They leaned into his shoulder.

“That sounds great actually. Some of it is just office drama but it’s so tiring.” They began ranting to him about their awful day and how the minutes seemed to slow all day. “The only thing that kept me sane was thinking about you and our sons.”

Mc’s remark made him begin to heat up. It’s a good thing they weren’t looking at him. His heart swelled at even the thought of Mc referring to the group as a family. To be fair, they really did treat their cats as their sons and definitely received better treatment than some children. Part of him hoped one day he could prove himself a better father than Lucifer was to him. He couldn’t hope for a better partner. He gave them a kiss on the head.

“I think you need to hear that you’re the sweetest, most loving person I’ve ever met. No matter what happens, work or otherwise, you’ll always have my shoulder to lean on.” A small meow from between them told them that the cats wanted to be included too.

“Thank you, all three of you. Now, did you guys do anything fun while I was out? Please tell me you had a better day?” They looked at the group before them.

“I’m gonna tell them what you did. Yeah, someone had to do it. Stop that!” Satan laughed as the cats batted at his face. He knew no matter what, his partner loved hearing about everything the two cats got up to. Their hijinks could always be the highlight of anyone’s day. While he was in the middle of telling his story, Mc planted a kiss on his cheek.

“You’re a blessing from the heavens.” They wrapped their arms around his neck and leaned in closer. The meaning hit him directly in the feels. The fact that the most important important person in his life considered him, the odd one out of his brothers, a blessing from the heavens was more than enough to make his heart swell.

“I couldn’t ask anymore from a partner.” He gave them a kiss back, and continued the story wrapped up in their arms.

Asmo

You know exactly what he thinks would be best for you

Spa day!! He can give you the routine to die for and the entire time, he will he chattering like a nail tech who’s had you as a long time client

Anything you want is yours right now

He knows this won’t solve your problems, but he knows it will give you the right state of mind so you can solve them when the time comes

In the meantime, he’ll be your biggest cheerleader and kiss you better <3

“Babe! You’re home! I can’t wait to show you what finally arrived today through the human Akuzon! These nail stickers are to die for! Do you know if the human standards would allow them to survive that lava hot springs I love?” Asmo skidded around the corner to the front door as soon as he heard it open. He was holding up a little sheet covered in plastic wrap with cute little icons lined up in neat rows. However, Mc hadn’t even looked up from their shoes as they shuffled into front of him. They placed their head on his chest and leaned into him. "Babe?" Mc only made a strange groaning noise and hugged him when he tried to move away. They gripped him tightly. They still had their bag on their shoulder and keys in hand.

"What's wrong? Did someone at work do this to you?" He patted their back the best he could since they had his arms pinned down by their hug. They sat in silence for a moment, and Asmo was about to speak up again when they finally said something.

"I've just had such a long day. Just being around you is comforting, is all." They sighed happily as he began to stroke their head.

"I know exactly the cure to your woes! How does a super relaxing spa night sound? I just learned how to give hydrating facial and brought these new products for it! If you're up for it, do you think I could do your nails too? These little bow stickers are so cute." He thought that by pampering his beloved and being supportive he could give them the help they needed to get back up. They had done the same for him before.

"That sounds great. You always know how to make me feel better." Mc got on their tip toes to kiss his cheek. He internally squealed. He hugged them back excitedly.

“You’re going to love this! Go get changed into something comfortable while I get my things together. These stuffy work clothes don’t look very breathable.” He was reluctant to release them. He adored them. Eventually they tapped his arm, signaling they were ready to be released. He let go, but before they could walk off, he took their face in both his hands and kissed the tip of their nose.

“Love you Mc. Really, I do. I tell you everyday but I just want to make sure you understand that.” He pushed some hair away from their eyes with his thumbs.

"I love you too, Asmo. I really don’t know what I would do without you. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me.” They overlayed their hands with his and gave him a kiss back. Before he could retaliate, they backed away. After a playful wink, they disappeared around the corner he has initially ran around to get to them. He stood there for a minute, starstruck. It was moments like these that made him question why he ever thought he was the most beautiful thing alive when Mc existed.

Beel

You know the drill babes, say it on 3

Food!! Food is always the answer which is my favorite mentality

Food is what comforts him, especially foods that remind him of you, like what you consider comfort food

He will resist the urge to eat all the ingredients and make this food just for you, to see the look of hot on your face when the presents it to you

You know how hard that is for him which makes it all the more special

Beel was patiently waiting for Mc to get home from work. He did this sometimes, so it wasn’t unusual. However, what was unusual was how long he found himself waiting. He had a very good internal sense of time. He always knew when to stop whatever he was doing to wait for them. His internal timer went off about ten minutes before they got home. If they had told him they would be late that day, the timer wouldn’t go off until later. Today, though, he hasn’t heard anything from them.

He found himself worrying. They were very good with always being on time. He checked his phone. He hadn’t missed anything from them. His brothers were chatting up a storm, but that was it. He decided to text Mc, since what argument Mammon and Levi had gotten into today wasn’t as important as checking up on them.

He quickly send a short message, asking how they were and what they wanted for dinner. Thankfully, he got a response pretty quickly. They told him they were just caught in a lot of traffic, and their coworker has needed a ride home since their car broke down that morning. They didn’t explicitly state it, but he could tell they were tired. He knew how work was difficult sometimes. After hearing them say they were really in the mood for jambalaya, he set his mind to making some.

He knew how warm and comforting it was to return home to a warm meal and the one you love. Mc had treated him to that on many occasions and now it was his time to return the favor. He had seen them make it many times, and while he had never had a hand in making it himself, he thought he could do it. Luckily, they had everything they needed. He gathered everything he needed, and carefully recalled any memories he could of Mc making this food. All of these memories were fond, and he hoped to convy this through his cooking.

When the front door finally opened, Beel was almost done cooking. The smell of the spices was thick in the air. He left the meal simmering on the stove and went to greet Mc.

"Beel, what's that smell?" They set down their work bag and sniffed their air.

"Dinner. I made jambalaya." He smiled, excited to see the grin blooming on their face.

"Awwwww, Beel! You shouldn't have!" They threw their arms around him and squeezed him as tight as they could. All the work and effort he had but into not eating the ingredients was worth it. Mc quicky went to change out of their work outfit so they could sit down together and enjoy dinner together. The smile on Mc's face was worth the world.

Belphie

Even though he thinks sleeping fixes everything, he will do more than the bare minimum for you!

Takes it upon himself to gather his most comfortable pillows and blankets to make a nest for you, kind of like a squirrel lol

Brings offerings of baked goods and your favorite takeout

Will do whatever you want basically <3

Belphie was asleep, as usual, when Mc got home. Normally, he was able to sleep right through this and was awoken by a kiss on the forehead by them. Today was slightly different. The sounds were the same. The soft opening and closing of both the front door and their bedroom door, the jingiling of keys, and the rustling of their coat. However, he had actually awoken before his usual forehead kiss. Something wasn't right. Belphie sat up and watched as Mc walked around them room, setting everything in it's place. They looked over at him, surprised.

"Belphie, you're awake earlier than usual. It is my turn to cook tonight, right?" Mc stopped to check the date.

"Yes." He was still half asleep as they made their way over to him. As they kissed him on the forehead, he grabbed their hands to stop them from leaving. "Is something wrong?"

"No, I'm alright. Just tired." Mc sighed and avoided eye contact. He knew that wasn't the truth. Trying to lie and tell a sloth demon you were tired when you actually weren't was futile.

"Tell me what's bothering you." He caught their gaze.

"Work was hard today. I had to do a lot of writing too. I'm sick of it right now." They told him after he gazed at them with his best doe eyes. He flipped their hands over in his own to look at them. They looked more red that usual.

"What do you want for dinner? I'll order takeout. And don't tell me whatever or anything is fine. We are getting what you want." He pulled them to sit beside him.

"Well, pizza sounds good." They laughed a little about how oddly stern he sounded.

"Good. Now go shower while I get everything ready." Belphie shooed his beloved away lovingly. They were amused by this again, but did as he asked. He quickly ordered some pizza over the phone, and then quickly began preparing a comfortable place for them to rest. He arranged everything in a nest like structure, leaving room for the both of them in the center. He turned on the TV as well, finding Mc's favorite show. At night, he knew they would rewatch this show while he was fast asleep, but this time, he would watch it with them. He knew how happy it made them to share what they loved with him.

Before they got out of the shower, the pizza had arrived. After making sure the box wasn't too greasy, he placed it on one of their side tables. He didn't insert himself into the bundle yet, though. He was waiting for Mc. Instead, he sat on the end of the bed, on his D.D.D. When they emerged from the bathroom, they were toweling their hair. He led them to sit beside him and began toweling their hair for them. He was still oddly serious the entire time, causing Mc to giggle, but was still touched by it. He tucked them into the blanket amalgamation and put on their favorite show, presenting them with the food. They could feel themselves falling deeper in love with him.

"Love you." Mc kissed his forehead.

"Love you too." He mirrored this action, to show his affection for them. What would he do without this human?

#obey me #obey me!#obey me x reader #obey me satan #obey me asmo #obey me levi #obey me belphie #obey me beel #obey me mammon #obey me lucifer #obey me x mc #obey me mc #obey me x you

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helpmeimmona · 16 days

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Your safe place.

Pairing: Beelzebub x Early OG game gn!MC (can be either romantic or platonic)

Word count: 736

Warnings: none, I guess (???) pls enjoy

A/N: OHMYGOD I dont know how to do anything yet!!!! I need a masterlist and some other things but i dont know how to do it yet and im very lazy at the moment. I think i liked how this turned out and I hope you guys like it too. English is not my first language so if you find any grammar error pls tell me <333

AND I DONT KNOW HOW TO MAKE A BANNER REALLY THIN SO I CAN SEPARATE THINGS 😭😭😭😭

Sleeping all night in the House Of Lamentation was not an easy task.

There were countless nights when you would wake up in the middle of the night to the sounds of one of the brothers fighting, or Levi bursting into your room to talk about some new anime with an unnecessarily long name, or Mammon's shrieks during Lucifer's punishments.

But today was different. For some reason, the house was peaceful and strangely quiet. No sudden noises. Afraid to jinx it, you just went to sleep as quietly as possible. Maybe the brothers chose peace today. Maybe they were too tired. Maybe they decided to give you a reward for your good work and just let you sleep the whole night today.

Maybe today you were lucky.

"MC..."

You open your eyes. Goddammit, you jinxed it in your thoughts. Good job.

Readjusting your eyes in the dark, your drowsy and sleep-deprived mind focused on who had called your name.

Beel was standing at the end of the bed, munching on some food, which wasn't strange. But something caught your attention. He seemed strangely... helpless. The normally blunt but caring brother, built like a gladiator, was wearing a hurt expression. His eyebrows were furrowed and he seemed desperate to fill his mouth with some snack to keep his lips from trembling.

"Beel? Is something wrong?" You asked, supporting your torso with your elbows to better understand the current situation.

The redhead had his arms glued to his side, his purple hues staring down as if he was afraid he was bothering you.

"Had another nightmare." The boy mumbled, his fingertips playing with the fabric of his sweatpants.

Your heart sank.

He probably had a dream about how he had to choose between his brother and sister, and how he couldn't save Lilith when she died in his arms.

Since Beel confessed to you what happened on the day of the fall, about his sister's death and Belphegor's hatred for humans, you realized that his survivor's guilt would one day eat him alive.

"Wanna sleep here with me?" You offered, without thinking much. "I will keep your nightmares away." You are reassured.

The avatar of gluttony's eyes finally met yours, and a sigh escaped his mouth as if he had been holding it for a long time.

"You don't mind?" He asked.

"Of course not, Beel." You shook your head, lifted your blanket so that he could lay next to you. "Eats."

Beelzebub checked for any signs of crumbs on his clothes or face before he laid on his side, shyly. You chose to wrap your arms around him, starting to stroke the little hairs on his nape and allowing him to hide his head on his chest. You squeezed him, holding his broad shoulders and tracing patterns on his muscular back.

"Wanna talk about it?" You asked softly.

Beel held his torso, intertwining his legs until he was nearly merging with his body and shook his head, seeming to sink more in his skin.

"It's just that... since Belphie's not here, and you don't need to sleep in my room anymore, I feel kinda... lonely." The demon mumbled, his voice muffled against your pajamas and you cooed, squeezing him a bit more. "And I feel good sleeping with you. The nightmares don't come." He said. "You make me feel small."

A soft smile appeared on your face and you took a deep breath. Even the strongest, those who protect need a place to be protected.

"Well, feel free to sleep here whenever you feel like you need it." His grasp on you tightened, and you went back to stroking his hair.

You felt him sigh, and you hoped that even for a little, you could be Beel's safe place.

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"Oi, get up! How much have ya been sleepin' for Lucifer to send me to wake ya up?!" Mmmm, what? What loud voice is that, disturbing your silent and calm night's sleep? "Stupid human, GET! UP! ALREADY!!!"

Something pulled your heat protector, and you whined, seeking body heat from the big thing you were still holding.

"WHA- WHAT THE HELL??" The voice screamed.

Little did you know what awaited you, when you had to listen to Mammon screaming all day about how he caught your and Beel's limbs entwined in the same bed, the redhead holding you for dear life while you both snored in a tranquil slumber.

#obey me #Omg he deserves all the hugs he can get #obey me shall we date #obey me: shall we date #obey me: one master to rule them all #obey me beelzebub #obey me beel x reader #obey me beel x mc #obey me beelzebub x reader #obey me beelzebub x mc #beelzebub x reader #beelzebub x mc #beel x reader #beel x mc

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spadecentral · 2 years

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Hey, I’ve got that Obey Me Teen MC brainrot too aksjshdhdhd There’s a particular prompt that’s been on my mind lately and I’d love to see what folks who make headcanons like you would make of it. Never sent a request like this so sorry for this is too long and/or all over. Tw though for abuse mention!!

Tl;dr: I’d be really interested to see what your headcanons for a situation where a teen!MC, who has an asshole dad and is used to fighting him for younger siblings despite being terrified of him, (at least initially) associates Lucifer with their Dad too strongly and it shows through their constant fight-or-flight responses. Like, fighting him like their lives depend on it when one of the brothers is in trouble for something but then running/hiding whenever they themselves are in trouble for something.

It’s based on the fact Canon!Lucifer is uncannily similar to my abusive dad in every single way (dw tho my little siblings and I are safe). I know that’s pretty heavy, so feel free to disregard! Was just curious enough to get it out there lol

🥊 Fight or Flight | Lucifer

>> requested: yes >> a/n: none

>> masterlist: pact maker >> summary: Teen!MC Associates Lucifer with their Abusive Dad, which triggers a fight-or-flight response >> reader prns: they/them >> warning(s): LESSON 6 SPOILERS; mentions of being hurt; scene of being hurt

“MC!” Luke’s voice rang in the underground tomb when they and Beelzebub came down.

MC noticed a big, heavy-looking book in Luke’s hands, the boy standing in front of the row of demon brothers. Lucifer was livid. This wasn’t good. This was horrible.

Immediately, MC rushes to the blonde angel. “Luke, you’re okay, right?”

“Yeah but—“

“MC. Do you happen to know why an angel is in our basement, and holding the grimoire?” Lucifer’s voice ran cold through the slightly damp room.

MC disregarded it as best they could as they checked on Luke. Only after they were 100% certain he was okay did they turn to the eldest brother. They moved the young blonde to stand behind them and put a protective arm out for good measure.

“You are not going to harm Luke.”

“MC. He’s holding the GRIMOIRE.”

“YOU ARE NOT GOING TO FUCKINGHURT LUKE, DO YOU HEAR ME?!”

“Don’t you dareuse that tone with me.” Lucifer seethed, stalking up to MC. He expected the teenager to back down, seeing their nerves act up and their fingers pick at their nails. “Stop this nonsense and let me deal with the angel by myself. I’ll give you and Beelzebub both a suitable punishment later.”

“I will fight you.”

Four words were all that came out of their mouth. Four words that made Lucifer lose control. His authority had never been tested—to this extent—and especially not in his own house.

When Lucifer lunged for MC, they instinctively swung and hit his jaw. They turned around as fast as possible and picked up Luke before tossing him into the arms of Beel. “ Don’t let go of him until I te—!”

Their sentence was cut short by Lucifer, who had picked them up and sent them flying into the wall in a fit of rage.

Crack.

That one noise alone stopped all motion.

The only thing heard was Luke’s desperate cry of MC’s name.

Blood seeped down over the side of their face. In an ever so excruciatingly slow manner, MC opened their eyes.

“MC I—“ Lucifer started.

But at the sound of his voice MC felt wide awake and scrambled to their feet.

“Don’t— don’t you touch me.” They wavered on their feet as they tried to remain upright.

“Human, you should really—“ Mammon started.

“Shut up!” They yelled, before clasping their hands over their mouth. Swiftly, MC ran in the other direction, up the stairs, and out of the basement.

Lucifer wanted to go after MC, but as soon as he took a step in their direction Beel—with Luke on his shoulders—, Mammon, and Satan were all blocking his way up.

“We think it’s best if you take some time away from them.” Beel said, his voice as monotone as ever, even though it did have a slightly angry twinge to it.

After some push-and-pull, Lucifer went up to his office with the three following closely behind, not allowing him any close-contact with MC.

For mostly the rest of MC’s stay at the Devildom, they would avoid Lucifer as much as possible. Even more than before. They’d try to avoid talking—or even looking—at him at the table. They’d take new routes to their classes if it meant avoiding the eldest brother. And even tried so hard to forget that Lucifer existed that they don’t even use his name anymore. They want nothing to do with him and will try to stay as far away as they possibly can.

i gave up

#omswd #obey me shall we date #obey me teen mc #obey me brothers #obey me luke #obey me lucifer #obey me mc #@.obey.me.works

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honeycreamsweets · 2 years

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I wanna go home

Beelzebub x Gender Neutral MC

PLEASE BE CAREFUL IF YOU READ. IF YOU FEEL UNEASY ABOUT READING ABOUT ABUSE, PLEASE DONT! i don’t wanna make anyone feel triggered or upset. Nothing explicit.

Comfort but some angst

Again, nothing explicit but MC is crying over dealing with their abusive household in the human realm. and Beel has to listen to mc cry. He comforts them as best as he can. Mentions of MC being uncomfortable about Lucifer choice of punishment towards his brothers. But he’s not seen as a bad guy. Could be platonic or romantic relationship between Beel and MC.

Word count- 500+ (lost count)

Notes- I just wanted to vent, fanfic and anime bfs are the best things I can use to cope. :’) anyway. Sorry about mistakes, I wrote this quickly in the middle of the night

It broke every inch of his heart to hear your sobs over the phone. Your visit back home never went well. When you first got sent to devildom, you were excited after everything got explained. You finally got to get away from your abusive household. It had been a long time since you had been home. You thought maybe time would change things. But it didn’t.

Now here you were, crying on the phone with Beel. You could barely manage a coherent sentence through your cries. You were trying to keep quiet but you desperately wanted to scream.

Beel understood nothing of what you said. It filled him with anxiety to know you were in a completely different realm and he couldn’t protect you. The idea of you suffering from this your whole life..? Humans have such short life spans and he couldn’t understand why someone want to make a person’s life awful. He couldn’t let you live like that. He wanted you to be happy..! He wanted you by his side and always feeling safe..! You didn’t deserve to be treated so poorly. Especially not you. He understood now why you had such a hard time watching Lucifer’s punishments towards the other brothers. It was scary for you. Clearly the circumstances in the house of lamentation were different. But you were still scared then.

And? You were scared now. You babbled through broken cries and hiccups that you wanted to go back. All he could do was listen and try not to sound sad. He wanted to bring you home and never let go. He’d keep you away from that horrible place for as long as he would live. He begged you to let him handle your abuser but you didn’t let him. It was complicated due to your family issues but he respected your answer…

In times like these, he wished that he ignored your answer to save you from this. He wanted to go to Barbatos or ask you to summon him. But you couldn’t. It would only make things worse for you. He couldn’t help himself. He couldn’t sit around while you feared for your safety. He couldn’t let you feel like this anymore. He furrowed his brows and spoke. “You’ll be back home tomorrow, right…? I won’t let you stay there anymore, I can’t let you. Please MC.. let me protect you and take you away from that place..”

He waited for you to say anything. But he heard nothing. You were fighting the urge to not cry even harder at his words. In the midst of your breakdown, you said yes. He sighed in relief but he wouldn’t feel any better until you were back.

“Don’t worry Mc, I promise to keep you safe. You have a home here where you’ll never ever have to feel like this. I’ll always protect you. I’ll always save you when you need it.”

The conversation on your end stopped as you cried. You felt that you were going to flood your room with tears. But this time it was a bittersweet cry. It was going to be a lot to deal with but. You felt cared about. By someone who you held dear to you. As you sniffled and tried to calm your breathing with him. You thought to yourself. You couldn’t wait to get home. To your real home.

#obey me #obey me comfort #obey me beelzebub #beel x reader #beel x mc #beel x y/n #beel x you #obey me platonic #tw abusive homes #obey me beel x you #obey me beel x mc #obey me beel x reader #my fics #obey me angst #gender neutral reader

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thatoneweebsworld · 2 years

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So… uh… yeah there’s this one art that I’ve been thinking a little too much about and… yeah… here we go

A Gentle Giant

Warnings: soft vore, g/t, Beel being giddy when full, some tickling, demons being around a foot taller than humans making Beel like 7’6”

“I made ya some cookies big guy~” your voice rang out as you sauntered into the twins shared bedroom. “An extra dozen just for you!” A previously lounging Beel looked up from his D.D.D. and sprang up from the bed to taste. You could barely carry the tray and the cookies themselves were about the size of a pie each. However, to everyone else around you they were normal. Beel immediately grabbed one for each hand and finished both faster than you could wrap your head around. Swallowing them down whole was no problem for him, the taste was more delectable. However this did not mean that the whole dozen wasn’t gone in under five minutes. “Those were so good… but I’m still hungry…” You knew this was coming. Thankfully you had prepared for this and had an Akuber order big enough to feed all seven of them being delivered. And it was all for this wonderful big boi ginger in front of you. You informed him of this upcoming delivery and just as you were about to settle in the doorbell rang. Beel sprinted towards the door like a puppy and opened it, leaving you sitting on his bed. When he returned with the four bags all you could do was watch in awe as everything disappeared in a mere fifteen minutes. Slowly though his stomach seemed to distend at the sheer amount intended just for him. It’s been so long since he’s been allowed to eat this much in one sitting. Once it was all gone, Beel leaned back onto his bed and patted his stomach. “Man… that did help a little…” You cocked your head. “A little? After all that?” His stomach stuck out of his shirt even as he reclined. He then looked at you, inviting you. “Comere.” You settled yourself upon his stomach and could clearly hear this innards churning about the sustenance within him. You were able to easily sit crisscrossed upon his tum. “You know, I bet I’d feel full if you were in there.” He hiccups, bloated, and blushes slightly. You were somewhat apprehensive to the idea of being swallowed by him, but the moment you saw the bright colors of his outfit fading to black you knew it was too late. At this point all you could do was accept your fate which, when you thought about it, might not be all that bad. Beel mumbled some words and you felt your whole body warm up a little. “It’s a protection spell. That way I don’t digest you.” Not a moment later you were in Beel’s mouth, legs up in the air. He wasted absolutely no time swallowing you down. It was almost as if you were just another burger, but the purring from his throat told you otherwise. Once you were safely down his gullet he sighed as you settled into place. It was a tight fit seeing as everything else was already tightening his gut. “I knew it…” Beel was purring fully. His hand went to his stomach and started rubbing over where you sat. You rubbed back in curiosity. His wings buzzed happily at the sensation and he softly burped in response. “You… you do make me feel full.” You couldn’t help but keep rubbing at him. The texture of the taut skin was rather relaxing to you. Beel’s hand rested heavily right over where you were curled up. As you continued, you could hear the loud buzzing of wings outside. Beel was rubbing over you on the outside as well. “I’ve never felt this full before, MC. Not even back in heaven. It’s like… both my stomach and heart are full.” You could feel him blushing and the wide smile radiate through his whole body. In fact, and this was a sound you had never heard before, Beel giggled. He was hugging his stomach in joy. “MC, I’m not quite sure how to describe this feeling but… it’s like somehow every single part of me is satisfied.” You were also blushing. It felt good to be inside him, being the reason he felt full. His grip around your form was comforting. “Beel… I feel satisfied too.” He patted his stomach with the biggest smile. “Then I’m not letting you out for a while~”

#obey me #obey me!#obey me swd #shall we date obey me #otome #shall we date #obey me shall we date #shall we vore #obey me beelzebub

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faolanmoon · 1 year

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Random Short Solomon headcannons

Stfu I know I’m literally posting this the day after his birthday ( which is also my mother’s birthday) but I had more important shit yesterday like my mother’s birthday being the next day.SOME OF THESE ARE CRACK.

He’s probably forgotten to die at least more than once. I just find this to be funny as hell honestly .You can’t convince me that if he physically aged he’d look so old he’d like he forgot he’s passed his life’s expiration date even though he doesn’t have one. Dude just gets in a situation that’s supposed to be fatal is just like “wait I’m supposed to die?”

Is probably the only MF who has tried challenging Leviathan to the Devildom’s equivalent to Smash Bros. before MC that has come close to beating him.Levi almost lost ONCE due to RNG and Solomon spamming, and he refused to play another game with him for a long time because of the spamming.

100% has a stick enchanted with knockback II in Minecraft called the “Yeet Stick” he uses primarily for trolling. Especially on Asmo who doesn’t wear armor, like ever. Levi has kicked him out of the game several times over the Yeet Stick. Only MC is safe from the Yeet Stick because they have “Hide-the-body-anatior ”( basically a netherite sword with all the best enchantments possible) and can one shot his ass without proper armor.(Levi is the same, he just doesn’t have a funny name for his netherite sword like MC does)

He’s the reason why the ice cream machine at McDonald’s is always broke, don’t @ me. He’s so bad at cooking he couldn’t even work at fast food.

Shouldn’t know what Gen Z slang is because of his age, but somehow does. It’s scary because of how he’s able to blend into modern human culture, not as scary as Diavolo trying to be trendy and just being cringe, but it’s still “how do you do fellow kids?”.

Is not allowed within 100ft of Lucifer sometimes because he gets so pissed of at Solomon trying to make a pact with him. Solomon, it’s literally like my dad bringing home the milk, it’s never happening.

Speaking of dads I feel like he’d probably have the worst dad jokes, I would list an example ,but not even I would get it.

Would be the type of mf to shitpost on the main account. Idk how ppl on Instagram shitpost , I grew up on the SparkleCat and Sparkledog days of DeviantArt, you think I use Instagram? I just know it’s what Devilgram is based off of.

Speaking of one of the social media platforms I know more about, whatever the Devildom’s equivalent of Tumblr is, he Levi and MC 100% have one. Solomon only has an account for chaos and some of the shitpost this beautiful Superhell( complementary) has meanwhile Levi is here for fandom stuff and is 100% a Tumbler Vet, Mc has an account for both reasons.

Solomon is also the only person besides Levi and MC who would know wtf Discord is and would have one. Remember the time before Rhythm bots 1 and 2 shut down in 2021? Yeah he’d 100% be trolling in VCs with those bots. (Also before someone in 2023 tries to be a smart ass check the date before you “Well actually the Rhythm bots are back as if 2023 🤓” because it’s not 2023 as I write and publish now is it?) The very last thing he ever had a Rhythm bot play was The Sound of Silence ( or more commonly “Hello Darkness My old Friend) on that famous day in September 2021 when the bots shut down. After the bots shut down he’d instead troll with Discord voice mods. Besides trolling, Solomon would be a massive shitposter when a hard drive of memes that are no where near as many as Levi has.

When no one else is around ( especially Luke) Barbatos goes full Gordon Ramsay on him.

Beel can be heard weeping whenever he smells Solomon’s cooking.

Him and Mc are the only humans who don’t fear God nor death. Not even 13 can make them fear death.

Mammon, Luke , Simeon, Raphael and 13 get trolled the most by him.

Do not let him or anyone in general discover MC’s fan base, fanfics about MC, or any ships involving MC. He’d be the one most chaotic fans MC has the moment he does. Would be the type to make shitposts out of MC ships and use it to fuck with Mammon and Levi who totally wouldn’t already have started shipping wars.

And on fucking with Mammon he’s 100% been robbed by him and would use magic to fuck with Mammon since he’s why we can’t have shit in the Devildom or Detroit.

Solomon and MC are both Asmo’s feral gremlins that should be feared, Solomon is just less bloodthirsty than MC.

None of the Henrys trust him, not even 2.0. Henry 1.0 would kill him without hesitation while Henry 2.0 flares his gills up when he sees him.

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Fandom: Obey Me! Character: OC Ren, demon brothers and Diavolo Summary: Ren is back home after a sudden disappearance. Aka "author is in denial and Ren quits NB".

“…up! Guys, he’s wakin’ up!”

Ren barely understood the last words of the shout. It seemed almost as if muffled by a thick layer of wool, but he recognised the voice – it was familiar, but the name of the person… of the demon wasn’t coming to him yet.

He tried to focus his gaze, but the same wool seemed to have clouded his eyes.

“Ren!”

That was… his name, he realised. He tried to respond, but his body didn’t respond, heavy as if made from lead, but he could feel the grogginess leaving slowly – very slowly, but he was regaining his consciousness.

Ren was still feeling like in a whirlpool, but the shapes in front of him finally started making sense. Someone was peeking right into his face.

“Mammon?”

“Yeah, that’s me, buddy.” The previously concerned voice was now quieter but very, very relieved.

Someone else entered his view.

“How are you feeling?” Diavolo sat down at the edge of the bed.

Right, Ren was lying in bed. He could finally sense what exactly was happening to him as the sensation on his skin flooded his brain. Smooth bedsheets.

“I feel… I slept too long.”

The room smelt unfamiliar. Weird, how you can’t consciously perceive such weak smells, but your brain still can tell if it’s a familiar, safe space. It probably wasn’t the House of Lamentation.

And his eyes confirmed that, indeed, it wasn’t. It looked more like the Demon Lord’s Castle. A guest room maybe?

There were some slight sounds of rustling fabric coming from the parts of the room he couldn’t see. There were more people here, just not approaching.

“What happened?”, he muttered.

But no one answered. The two at his side exchanged troubled glances.

“We’re not sure. But…” Diavolo patted his hand in attempt of reassurance, “what matters is that you’re back.”

“Barbatos found you in the deepest crypt of the mausoleum.” Lucifer entered his view. He tried to keep his voice in check, but Ren knew him well enough to tell that he’s feeling way too many feelings at once to manage to contain them effectively.

“Uh… what I was even doing there?” Ren tried to get up. Mammon immediately jumped to help him and supported his back. With that, Ren somehow sat up, but the movement made the world whirl around him again.

He tried to focus on the demons around him.

“That’s what I also would like to know,” Lucifer admitted. “Well, the most important is that Ren is back home.” Lucifer sighed. “The magic seems to have calmed down.” He looked over his shoulder. “You can approach him now.”

“Are you sure?” Ren couldn’t see Beel from behind the curtain of the bed, but the demon sounded worried. What magic could have made them so worried?

“Yes.” Diavolo confirmed and stood up. “Just careful.” He made room for the approaching brothers and withdrew to Lucifer’s side.

“How could you leave us like this.” Levi whined, clinging to Ren’s arms and forgetting to be shy.

Belphie approached the bed pouting, but it still didn’t prevent him from getting onto the bed and curling at Ren’s side. “You were gone for too long. Humans are really the worst.”

“Belphie, move, that’s my spot!” Asmo tried to push him away, but in the end had to crawi to the other side, where he settled.

He looked up at Ren.

“Your skin is a bit dry. We’ll take care of it when you come back home with us, right, hun?”

“Are you hungry? I should still have a sandwich.” Beel didn’t try to push the other demons away and just sat on the closest free spot on the bed.

“Beel, you ate it twenty minutes ago.” Satan took a place on the other side.

“Oh… right.”

“I’ll tell Simeon to grab something from the kitchen.” Diavolo took his DDD and Ren sent him an inquiring stare. “The angels are on their way to see you too.”

“What about Solomon?” Lucifer turned to Diavolo. “We should inform him.”

“What about him?”, Ren asked, untangling himself from his demons and sitting up again. This time without help.

“He left to look for you,” Lucifer explained. “He said he found a rift but then we lost contact with him.”

“Unfortunately I still cannot find any trace.” Diavolo shook his head.

“I… see. He’s probably fine though.” Ren couldn’t even imagine someone with that level of power ever getting in any trouble he couldn’t deal with. There was though something else bothering him. “But… how long?”

“About four months.”

“Four months and two days,” Mammon corrected him with a small voice. “For all this time… we were lookin’ for you.” He rested his forehead on Ren’s shoulder. “My crows were looking for you.” His voice cracked and he set out a quiet sob. “I- I thought it happened again.”

“Again?” Lucifer frowned for a moment, before he came to some realisation. “Right. Our attendant.” Then he frowned again, deep in thought. “But…”

“Right. He disappeared too.” Asmo tightened his grip on Ren.

“Your attendant?” Something was wrong about that, but Ren couldn’t exactly pinpoint what. His dream was itching in the depths of his mind, but he couldn’t recollect anything, only some blurred images without any context.

“When we arrived here, we got an attendant to help us adjust,” Beel explained. “He helped us a lot.”

“He was a good guy,” Belphie murmured into Ren’s shirt. “But…” he hesitated for a moment. “Hey, guys… say… how did he look like exactly?”

“How could you forget him!” Asmo huffed. “He…” He didn’t finish.

“I… think he had horns?” Mammon wasn’t sure either.

The brothers exchanged glances between each other, concerned.

“It was so long ago… and none of us was in his best shape… so it’s probably normal to forget such… details,” Satan probably didn’t believe himself. “I remember… horns too.”

“Antlers,” Beel added. “But small ones.”

“Similar to mine,” Levi spoke up too. “We had that in common.”

Antlers. The dream poked Ren’s memory again, but he couldn’t recollect why did the mention of antlers seem so important.

It seemed to have triggered a memory in Diavolo as well, but no one – saved for Ren still facing his direction – noticed Diavolo’s sudden change in expression. It was like if all puzzle pieces suddenly jumped to their places in his mind as he remembered the facts from long ago and connected the dots after the millennia that passed since the mysterious demon’s disappearance.

And Ren’s dream was slowly coming back to him. The very long dream of the House of Lamentation and of his demons.

The very long dream of pretending to be a demon and tending to the brothers who haven’t even met him yet.

“Man, now I really want to see him,” Mammon sighed. “I bet he’d love to meet Ren. Do you think he heard about Ren already?”

“Probably.” Asmo shrugged. “Unless he’s living under a stone, he must have seen all the photos I post on Devilgram.”

“Why bother?” Belphie grumbled, but his expression seemed somewhat concerned. “If he cared, he’d visit us.”

“He could have been a relative of Furfur,” Lucifer rubbed his chin, deep in thought. He probably wasn’t even listening to the exchange. “That’d explain the sudden disappearance, too, considering Furfur’s… worldview.”

“But Lord Diavolo said he had an urgent family matter and went… home.” Mammon stuttered on the last word. “Right?!” He turned to Diavolo.

“Yes, I stand by what I said back then.” Diavolo smiled knowingly. “He is safe and sound, I guarantee that. I’m sure he’ll approach you once he’s ready to meet you again.”

“How do you know?” Belphie sent him a resentful glare. “He hasn’t even sent a letter for five thousand years.”

“I happen to know what he’s up to.” Diavolo chuckled. “I did investigate him, as I said I did, and I can say certainly that he’s returned to the Devildom. But until he is ready to come out, I’m going to keep his private matters to myself.”

“Hm… yeah, I think you’ll get an update from him soon, too.” Ren smiled at his demons, patting the still pouting Belphie on the back.

But it still had to wait until then. Memories of the dream were returning slowly one by one, in random order, still too chaotic to make any sense of it. Too many pieces were still missing.

But the “dream” wasn’t important. What was important was that he was back where he belonged.

“I’m… home.”

#obey me!#obey me #obey me fanfiction #no one writes #om! oc ren

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obeymeswdwritings · 2 years

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Hello hello! I was wondering if I could please request headcanons for Simeon, lil brother Luke, asmo, beel and dia with a reader who can and will infodump about mythology and history at any chance given? Thank you!

(Feel free to decline for any reason, stay safe!)

-🧸 Anon

I focused on Greek mythology since I know a lot about that, hopefully that's okay!

Characters- Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Diavolo, Simeon, Luke

Gn!Reader

Warnings- Swearing, my personal rants about mythology, certain historians, excessive use of petnames

Category- Headcanons, Request answers

Asmodeus

go on, babe, tell him about the French Revolution while he does your nails.

Asmo gets very attached to learning about human-world history. It annoys Lucifer to no end, though, since he starts calling guillotines and anarchy romantic.

He's absolutely fascinated by the idea of multiple gods, and loves learning about the various jobs they have. (He's very upset about Zeus, though. Just Zeus overall.)

Absolutely loves hearing you talk while he focuses on his skincare, his latest cosmetic masterpiece, or even just while you hang out. Getting to learn about your interests is lovely!

makes you talk to him whenever he’s trying to sleep, explaining that he likes your voice and enjoys having you talk, he finds it calming!

Beelzebub

Beel may not have the best attention span when it comes to non-food-related things, but he’s happy to at least hear you talk, even if he zones out!

He starts wanting to make (eat) historical dishes, so they’ll probably become a thing whenever it’s his turn to cook.

as he mentions rather frequently, you being around often helps his hunger, so having you happy to talk about something for long periods of time is definitely helpful.

He’s always happy to listen to you, even if he doesn’t understand everything in the myths. (To be fair, between the differing versions and family tree, they’re fairly complex.)

Diavolo

he’s so confused. Human history is so complicated, thanks to the much shorter lives. Plus they have like a war and a half, and you have how many again?

Of course, he’s also fascinated. all of the intricacies are thrilling to hear about!

He takes notes, because of course he does.

finds as many history and mythology books as he can find and insists you read them to him, happily curling up by your side with his paperwork.

Sooner or later you’re gonna have to sleep, but until then, he’s an absolutely fabulous listener.

Simeon

mhm mhm this all makes a lot of sense! Ignore his fragmented, panicked texts to Solomon asking what the difference between a tyrant and a dictator is, at least he’s trying to learn!

Simeon is a very sits-on-tables kinda guy, which’ll lead to a lot of funny situations, as he’ll fall off of the table, screaming the whole time. He jumps whenever he’s surprised, shocked, or startled.

He’s happy to supply you with Celestial Realm history in return, even though it’s not nearly as interesting.

He’s the best at not zoning out, literally ever. It’s a bit unnerving

Luke

why were there so many murderers? he asks. is it because they got cool names? he continues. Please help him.

he’s confused, mostly by the family trees. (“I don’t think even Asmodeus would come up with that! That’s horrible!”)

look! miniature cakes shaped like historical objects! He made them for the Devildom History teacher, and you of course! There’s even little constellations in the back of some landscapes!

Mentions at one point that Hestia sounds like a lovely person. He’s right, you know.

Just absolutely loves having you talk while he bakes. For newer recipes, stick to simpler tales until he’s reached the decorations.

#🧸 anon #obey me shall we date #omswd #obey me #obey me writings #obey me hc #obey me hcs #gn!reader #little brother luke #gonna be honest here I genuinely study/studied mythology and history #obey me x gender neutral reader #sorry about how long this took it got deleted halfway through #thank you so much for the request!!!#didn't realize how few adjectives there were that were synonyms for fascinating until today #Aix reqs #excessive references to all of Dia's undone paperwork I think yes

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squidsawayfromhome · 1 year

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obey me nsfw thoughts in the devildom

i would let mammon do ungodly things to me after an argument like messy messy hate sex where we both are switching and cursing each other and bending eachother to our whims i would ride him and tell him how useless he is degrade him and he would like it then hed flip me over and make me beg for him and praise him ugghhbnfnndndn

asmo i would let pda me any time anywhere anyhow also in private anything he wanted i would do it ill fold every time any time he wants risky public sex im game for him literally i would do anything he wanted but i would never date him or have like romance but we would be fwb and he would dom me 100% and sometimes just use me and im strapping from the bottom and hes riding me having the time of his life and of course mirrors always

beel would eat me out with a vigor the world has never seen before. we tried whipped cream and chocolate syrup once but he got too excited and almost vored me. lots of food dates feeding each other and cuddling with food babies. hes boyfriend material and its almost entirely romantic except for the occasional hunger for sex once the food metabolizes. hes so considerate and safe all the time and especially in bed

levianthan left his phone on the couch unlocked and i opened it only to see what had to have been hentai i locked it put it down and kept that shit to myself

satan would have me in the palm of his hand once i decide to trust him and he would read me so easily and always catch my eye even when everyone is chaotic he is very intentional and plans every move he makes well. he is meticulous and attentive in bed remembering exactly what i like and making mental notes every time learning about my body and every little reaction i have to him. he makes sure to start turning me on hours and hours before he touches me. he will whisper in my ear something filthy so only i could hear him. he would pull me into a chaste kiss when no one is looking then act like nothing happened. he will touch my back or neck absentmindedly sending tingles through my body. he knows exactly what he does to me and he enjoys every second of it. he likes to watch me squirm until i am at my limit. if i offend him he makes me ask perfectly nicely and cutely to get what i want after a long day of being teased relentlessly. he drives me crazy in the best way

the way lucifer would literally have me in a chokehold (safely) as he hits every mark emotionally and physically romantically and sexually intimately he just does the exact thing that hits just right and takes my breath away. one look from him and i am soaking and writhing and needy. he looks down on me with a low laugh and i deny everything. he knows though and acts distant until i cave and throw myself at him and you know cat and mouse a game of push and pull with a brat/ tamer undertone where i always need to be punished i always need HIM TO PUNISH ME AND YES I WILL CALL HIM DADDY and if im a little too close with someone else he gets so sulky until i give him a lot of extra attention (head) then he couldnt care less about anything else in the world and its just us and he is mostly very intense but when its pillow talk he talks for hours just stories philosophy his long long life knowledge that i just drink up until i fall asleep with my head on his chest his arm wrapped around me my leg in between his. the sound of his heartbeat and breathing is my lifeline. every time i look into his red eyes i feel like im on fire. every time his red nailed fingers brushes or grabs or scrapes my skin its ecstasy

i wanted to get with simeon so badly but he only wanted to bottom which i got tired of after awhile, i want someone more dominant, we stay friends

#entirely self indulgent

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scarlett-vixen · 2 years

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I love rainy days they make me feel really cozy :)

Can I hear about rainy days with beel and mammon please?

I’m obsessed because you chose two of the softest boys for this😭💖 Absolutely!! Decided to do two different types of rainy days because I adore both of them😌 This got kind of long so all the fluff is under the cut!

Beelzebub

✨Gentle Rain✨

- He’ll make you guys a cute little lunch! Lots of comfort foods, he’ll either make you your favorite Devildom soup or he’ll ask you to teach him how to make your favorite Human world soup (if you can’t cook that’s fine just give him the recipe!)

- Beel has a hard time sleeping most nights but the rain tends to make it easier so he’ll ask you to take a nap with him so he can be extra cozy and fall asleep faster!

- The two of you will usually curl up on his bed and listen to the rain as it hits the windows and the soft rumbles of thunder in the distance. What is supposed to be a quick hour nap accidentally turns into a five hour slumber, both of you waking up just in time for dinner.

⚡️Thunderstorms⚡️

- Beel has a harder time falling asleep during thunder storms so he’ll pull you in as close as he can to help him relax, he may not actually sleep, instead he’ll watch the lightning out the window with you. Thinks its adorable when you jump at the volume of the thunder.

- Firm believer that Beel gives amazing cuddles and they only get BETTER when it’s raining outside!!

- If the storm is too loud and he can’t really sleep because of it then the two of you will usually just spend the day relaxing and talking, he loves rainy days because it means more time with you.💖

Mammon

✨Gentle Rain✨

- Will ask you to go driving around with him! The two of you drive for a little bit, maybe get a snack, then end up parking somewhere and just enjoy your private time together.

- He’ll take this time to have more serious conversations with you, ones that he normally wouldn’t at the HOL, simply because his brothers can’t interrupt him mid sentence/thought. The sound of the rain hitting the car makes it all the more soothing and helps ease any anxiety he has about talking with you.

- Also would 1000% combust on the spot if you kissed him in the rain, especially if he’s not expecting it at all. You guys are just walking home from RAD and it starts lightly raining, you pull on his sleeve making him turn to look at you, you give him a gentle kiss and he just m e l t s, 15/10 will definitely ask you to do it again when it rains

⚡️Thunderstorms⚡️

- As soon as the first clap of thunder hits this boy is IN YOUR ROOM crawling under the blankets with you! He’ll try to say it’s so you won’t be afraid of the storm but in reality he’s been forced to watch too many horror movies and knows this is when bad things happen if you’re alone

- Even though he jumps every time it thunders he loves the way you look when the lightning flashes and lights up your room, this man is an absolute simp someone please help him.

- Mainly a day full of cuddles, whether it’s in bed or on the couch, he’s got you curled up against him, you know….so you feel safe or whatever…that’s all. He may not actually be afraid of storms but he definitely uses them as an excuse to be close to you!

- Wanna watch movies all day? Sure! You try to put on a scary movie or a tv show with spooky vibes? He will throw the remote so far. Is the massive storm raging outside not enough for you?? Now you wanna make him suffer through this? Fine. But he’s gonna hide his face in your neck the entire time.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me mammon #mammon #obey me beelzebub #beelzebub #mammon fluff #beel fluff #mammon x reader #beelzebub x reader #obey me headcanons #the void responds #this took me so long to post because I was at work💀

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absolutepokemontrash · 3 years

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Date bled or demon bros react to mc likes to nap and cuddle throughout the day

I’ll do the brothers! :D

Lucifer

…MC get off of him. He’s in a meeting.

Aaaaaaaaand they’re napping. Wonderful.

At first, Lucifer is annoyed that he’s got another Belphie on his hands, especially during the time when Belphie’s locked in the attic. How dare MC remind him of the brother that he’s holding under house arrest >:c

But once the relationship grows, Lucifer submits to the snuggles. Luci quickly realizes that he’s very not used to cuddling.

As long as MC isn’t napping through their classes, they’re good. Nap whenever you want, MC, just make sure your homework is done.

MC should expect the cuddling to be one sided in public, but behind closed doors? Hoo boy, the man’s attached to MC like a koala to a tree.

MC may have also accidentally fixed his sleep schedule… it’s just… why does he feel sleepy when he sees them nap? *yawn*

He’s just going to rest his eyes for a second, the paperwork can wait.

Mammon

G-gah! Stupid human! What do they think they’re doin’ cuddling up to him like that!? They do know he’s a demon right?

For the first little while, Mammon tsuderes it up, but he gets so easily flustered whenever MC leans on him that it renders everything he says pretty much meaningless.

The first time MC ever fell asleep on him it was absolutely magical. He slowly patted their head and refused to move until the next day. Sure, his back hurt and he didn’t get any sleep, but MC was just so cute dammit!

Deeper into the relationship, Mammon is the happiest demon alive because he doesn’t need to ask for snuggles! He just plops himself down next to MC and his human just cuddles up next to him!

His absolute favourite thing is when MC falls asleep on his lap. They did it in public once and Mammon took this opportunity to flex. Yeah, he has a cute human that likes to cuddle him, do you?!

Mammon’s only wish is that MC would be more awake when he’s explaining his totally legit business ideas, they always seem to fall asleep once he gets goin’

Leviathan

SISJDJSJSJDJDJSJJAJAKALSKA- PHYSICAL CONTACT?!?!?! WITH HIM?! it’s more likely than you’d think.

First part of the relationship when Levi had just made a pact with MC, he was kind of confused. He had tried to murk this normie just a couple of days ago and now they’re cuddling up next to him? What’s that abou-

Levi.exe has stopped working.

Yeah, Levi blue screening happens a LOT. It takes literal months for MC and Levi to snuggle properly on a regular basis.

As totally Kawaii MC is when they nap on him, they just need to see how this fight scene is animated! MC! MC! Look! Homura and Mami are- WAKE UP AND LOOK AT THIS!

Cuddling in public causes Levi to die a flustered death. Fs in the chat everyone, had a good life, he did.

Though, it makes him feel so much more comfortable whenever MC just holds his hand out in public and doesn’t make a big deal about it. It makes him feel safe ^.^

Satan

At first, Satan was taking notes on how this human got so comfortable so quickly that they just started cuddling people and napping everywhere. Hm, humans appear to be quite adaptable… interesting.

They also seem to lack any sense of danger. Well, at least this one does.

Later down the line though, when MC first crawled into Satan’s lap to nap, it rivalled the first time a cat chose him. This was wild.

Snuggles… while reading stories… yes please…

Okay, that part sounded better than it ended up being. MC fell asleep while cuddling and ended up right on Satan’s arm, then in their sleep, MC basically locked Satan’s entire right side into a vice grip and couldn’t be pried off. Basically, Satan had to reread the same page of his book over and over and over again because he didn’t want to wake up MC.

Well, call it a learning experience, and Satan loves to learn, so next time, he was prepared for MC’s death cuddles.

Apparently he wasn’t prepared enough because the exact same thing happened again… multiple times more.

MC is literally a walking relaxant, Satan is significantly less filled with burning rage when they’re around. Notice I said less filled, he will still cut a bitch.

Asmodeus

Oh~ how bold! MC just plopped themselves down next to him and cuddled up close to him!

At first, Asmo was amused by all the cuddling MC was doing and made quite a few less than wholesome jokes about it. The Avatar of Lust has a dirty mind! Shocker!

But hark! (The herald angels siiiiing-) Asmo actually… likes platonic snuggles?!?! What is this sorcery?!

If MC and Asmo don’t enter a romantic relationship, my man still needs his cuddle quota met, ASAP.

If they do end up dating, hoo boy, MC and Asmo sure do a lot of snuggling, and “snuggling”.

But overall, Asmo loves being held and cuddled, and sleep is good for one’s skin!

Beelzebub

*sniffle* Beeeeeeeeeelllllllllpppppphhhhhiiiiiiiiieeeeeee-

Congratulations MC, they have made Beel more sad about his twin being gone just by existing :D

Once the custard incident happens and MC and Beel grow closer, oh man, oh man oh man, is he in desperate need of cuddles.

If MC ever falls asleep anywhere and needs to get from point A to point B, fret not, Beel is prepared. He will gently pick them up and they will awaken at point B. How nice!

Once Belphie gets his ass out of the attic, MC has competition.

Not really, Beel has enough love to go around. Both his sleepy beans can get carried around and cuddled with. Beel is big and strong for a reason.

Since MC has a vice grip while they cuddle, Beel kind of walks around with them clinging to his arm like a sloth to a tree. Belphie also picks up on this behaviour and starts doing it too.

Someone (*cough* Levi and Mammon *cough*) took a picture and posted it on Devilgram and now it’s kind of a meme template.

Belphegor

Gasp! Whomst- whomst is this human who comes before him and cuddles up close to him? This must be his soulmate! His other half! His destined partner!

…his destined partner was drooling all over his cardigan.

Ah well, two can play that game motherfucker. *SNORE*

Anyway, Belphie and MC? I would say power couple but in reality, the two just do a lot of snuggling and sleeping, it’s like they’re attached at the hip.

The two are always touching in some way, Belphie resting his head on MC’s shoulder, MC attaching themselves to Belphie’s torso like a koala, the two of them trading spit with each other… you get the idea.

It gets weird when the two start legitimately visiting each other in dreams, it gets so frequent it basically becomes a date night thing to just sleep and do weird shit in dreamland.

“Hey MC do you wanna hang out?” “Sorry, can’t, it’s date night. *SNORE*” “Yeah, shoo. *S N O R E*”

On their most recent date, MC and Belphie fought a dragon and then ate a giant cake.

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Hi, Sorry if this is a bother, can I request Yandere Beelzebub and a Breeding Kink? If not, you can pick anything you want to write, I love this boy so much, I’ll take anything, and you write him so cute and achingly smothering 💖

Hope you like it, I think I found a way to make it more Beel! Thanks for requesting ^^

Rated Lemon!

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Of all the things you could have said to him. Of all the jokes you could have made. Of all words to choose from.

Why did you say this?!

“I can’t eat that much! It’s not like I’m pregnant.”

You laughed it off as if it was funny, but Beel didn’t laugh with you. In fact, you had never seen him this serious before as he stared at you for a long time, contemplating your words before getting up and closing the tilted windows shut, pulling the curtains close, and checking if the door was locked for privacy. The chuckles soon got stuck in your throat as he stalked back to you, your body instinctively knowing better than to remain in the same spot, but it was too late to crouch away over the ground as he picked you up by the armpits and threw you down onto the bed.

For the longest time, you had imagined yourself safe with him. Even if he seemed downright needy for your attention lately, would drag you off to his room whenever he had the chance, and hog you all to himself, it never crossed your mind that sweet, gluttonous Beel was dangerous. Even if you two had history, he still seemed as sweet and precious as he always was, making more than sure you were well-fed and cared for, loved even. In his presence, you could forget about the tedious work for RAD and the constant bickering from your ‘roommates’ and just escape your every-day-life for a while. Watch some good movies, have some food, tell him about your worries without having him overanalyze your problems.

It was comfortable.

So you never expected him to snap like this.

“I think I understand it now,” he mumbled as he pulled off his shirt, exposing the muscular build underneath, truly a sight for gods. Beel climbed on top of you, letting his ever-so-hungry eyes wander over your body as if he was estimating your capabilities. A moment of silence fell over you two as he stared deep into your eyes, your reflection in his showing confusion and... fear.

“I didn’t consider that your stomach is too small if you are eating only for yourself.”

Even if you had corrected him about his assumption at that moment, you had doubts he would have listened to you anymore.

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Of all the brothers, you never had envisioned Beel to be sexually active or even having a clue about what to do in this type of situation. It was your fault that you dismissed hundreds of years of being alive for nothing since he only ever ate or hung out with his brothers. But having him press you down into the mattress assertively, your head in his palm, and ramming his cock into you like a bull, you had your doubts that he was as innocent as you believed him to be.

The relationship you two had before had been strictly friendly; you wouldn’t have thought to bring it to this level. Sure, he had licked some whipped cream off the corner of your mouth before or let his arm hang between your legs, absent-mindedly stroking your thigh, but you had always brushed it off as harmless affections and teases. Perhaps you had been wrong. Maybe Beel saw you two as something very different than you were, and you had ignored his longing gazes and attempts to close in the distance between your mouths for much too long.

But that giant, gritty mess pounding into you from behind was nothing remotely close to harmless.

Your mind was in a weird state of worry. One where pleasure had long overtaken most of the coherent thoughts and concerns you had about sex. The last two orgasms had already burned most of your resistance, making your limbs soft and your body compliant to what Beelzebub was doing with you. Not like there was any chance to struggle your way out to begin with, Beel’s strength coming in handy when pinning you down and destroying any attempt of pushing him away and fighting your way out. From the moment he put his tip against your entrance, his whole demeanor had changed. Suddenly he wasn’t the sweet and somewhat indifferent glutton you were used to having around. Now he was serious, focused, and determined, and you didn’t know how to deal with this side of him as well as the endless waves of pleasure rocking through you undisturbed.

Beelzebub didn’t need your help in fucking you senseless, luckily - you wouldn’t have been able to assist him anymore - one less worry on your mind. No matter how much you had wanted to resist, your body had long melted into the pleasure and desire he spread in you. Perhaps, your body knew more than you. Knew what all this was about. But all you could focus on was the tight grip around your waist, pulling you back and forth in the rhythm of Beel pumping into you and the thick cock spreading and filling you up.

The way he managed to hammer it into you intensely and pull it out slowly, but to the point you felt every vein on his shaft, gave you goosebumps. Every time Beel backed away, you found yourself hoping he’d come back for more, and every time he slammed into you, you wondered when it would finally push you both over the edge.

You didn’t even want to think about the mess you’d be the next day. The aching, pain, and discomfort this would bring you. All you hoped for was that he wouldn’t lose a sense of himself and actually bite out a piece of flesh on you in his trance-like fucking.

No one - not even you yourself - had ever stretched you out so much, explored that deep. No one ever had a taste of you the same way Beel did. And with the way he treated you, you weren’t just a sample to him - you were the whole damn platter of delicacies! No matter how much he worked you to achieve his goal of filling you with white, sticky cum, your body was covered in teeth marks and hickeys, and you found out that was more of his love language than words - which he kept sparse - would ever be.

Still, by the way Beel was groaning and biting back the sounds stuck in his throat, you had no doubts how he was feeling about it all. The sweat of your bodies combined with the pool of fluids between your legs, the sound of your hips colliding over and over enough to fill the room with instead of pesky words. No matter what he’d have said, it wouldn’t have justified or made his actions better. It would only help soothe whatever anxiety you had. But with the frenzy he was in, all you could do was hope that you were special to him nonetheless.

You had expected that at some point, your body would loosen up, adjust to the size of his cock and accommodate him properly. Still, every push, again and again, felt like a tight squeeze and ignited another flame of passion in your depths. You were ready to be done. Ready to receive the seed he had wanted to plant inside of you all this time, prepared to...

Oh, no.

Finally, it dawned on you, your eyes widening as your strength returned back into your body with the clarity of mind you had suddenly. Instantly, you tried to turn and push away from the demon using you like a cheap fleshlight, but while you seemed to regain some sense while experiencing your body being prepared to use it for breeding, Beel wasn’t that far.

“Stop!” you yelled, only for your voice to be caught in a loud moan as Beel pressed deep inside you.

You didn’t want to be pregnant! It had been a freaking joke to stop him from overfeeding you again that night. If anything, you were perfectly fine not bearing children, and you weren’t even sure if your body was ready for it either. Sure, Beel was a demon and must have his way to inseminate you if he so desired, but that was the furthest thing on your mind!

“You’re not wearing a condom!” you tried to reason with him as you felt his pace quicken, perhaps stirred by your sudden movement, encouraged to end it while you still hadn’t been able to escape him. Of course, it was futile, Beel growling a low, “Yes...” before gripping your outstretched wrist tightly, pulling you back into his hips roughly and moaning loudly.

Nothing could have prepared you for yet another wave of electric shocks as you orgasmed, body shivering and making you gasp lustily, the tip of his cock deeper inside you than ever. The position really did make the difference, but you felt your brain fry with this orgasm, causing you to collapse into the soft pillows the moment Beel let go of your wrist. Had he not caught you with his hands on your hips again, you would have slipped off him, messy and completely out of it, like a fulfilled little slut. But this wasn’t over yet.

“That was the whole point,” he muttered with ragged breath. Your body got pulled along as he sat back, pulling you into his lap and crossing his arms over your torso. He didn’t even need to push you down, gravity doing him a favor with pressing you down on his cock. You felt your still convulsing walls spread for him again, making space despite feeling sore and used. But Beel was the one to make sure you’d reach the very base of his shaft for good measures, giving you the final push from below until there was no more inch to dig into you. “We’re doing this for you,” he reminded you, but you were too dazed to understand anything of what he was talking about. Part of you wished for no more orgasm, and the other hoped he’d sent you back to heaven with each push that brought his cock deeper inside you.

Spreading your legs over his, Beel tugged your arms behind your back, using them to pull you back every time you almost slid off him. You wanted it to stop. You wanted him to fuck you deeper. You wished it would end now. But you hoped it would never end. Until the moment you could feel the hot, slimy mess he left inside of you, making your toes curl and your mouth mewl in the desperation that was orgasm number four, you never stopped wondering what you were doing with Beel, letting him fucking impregnate on his own decision.

Who gave him the right to do it, and who gave him the right to be so good at it?

His teeth sunk into your shoulder one more time as he orgasmed, his whole body rocking and trying to go even deeper than he already was, spreading out his semen over every inch inside of you so it would carry far and wide. Your body wasn’t ready for any of this, but it felt so good, so right, to be taken by this demon friend of yours, naturally even. The pleasure was addicting, and you could feel yourself growing to like it as it made you forget even your own name.

It didn’t even bother you when Beel finally let you off, your body slumping onto the mattress as if you were a lifeless sack of potatoes. This man was a monster. A monster you had ignored for far too long, setting it off with just a silly comment of yours. Big, muscular arms snaked under yours, holding your hands while his body settled on top of you, completely smashing you beneath him.

“You think that’s enough?” he asked, mumbling the words into your ear. “Will that make you pregnant? Do you want to have some more food now?”

Even if you wanted to reply, all you could do was let out jumbled groans from your throat. Eyes unable to focus, as were your thoughts, you stared off into the distance. The next thing you felt was the hot feeling of something dripping out of you, and you wished this to be the end of the ordeal. Part of you still wanted to believe that he genuinely, innocently thought this would make life better for you. Help you to enjoy all that he enjoyed in the same amounts Beel was able to consume. You still wanted to believe in the sweet boy that would let you cuddle when you had a nightmare and not tell anyone about it the following day. Believe that he wasn’t aware of what he was really doing.

But his following words completely destroyed that image of him for you forever.

“You know I’ll take good care of it,” he mumbled, and you felt one of his hands wander down your body, fingertips probing against your entrance. “I’ll make sure you and the baby eat enough, and we can have all our meals together from now on, so staying with me will be the best for you two.”

His fingers disappeared inside of you knuckle-deep, making you moan out loudly as they stirred up your insides. “I’ll do my best to be a good dad, too,” he announced, pushing himself up again and giving your lungs back the space to breathe. “So you...”

Only now did you feel a long, stiff shaft between your asscheeks.

Something you wouldn’t have expected to appear after what went down just now. Your eyes widened as you felt it travel lower again, the two fingers getting pulled out slowly, replaced by the tip of his cock.

“... make sure to do your best too,” Beel mumbled, licking his lips before pushing his entire length back in your still wet hole, letting out a loud groan of pleasure on his part.

“Let’s build our future together, okay?”

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