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bunnydolllies016 · 3 months

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Lab of the Damned

Chapter 1: Welcome Mc, to A.M.L!

(This is the first chapter of the main story of the Obey Me! Dark lab au! Be warned that future installments will include more gore and violence. The mc/reader is GN, so it'll be Obey me x Gn! reader. TW: Blood, dark themes mentioned, describes some violence.) Chp. 1 (you are here), Chp. 2(Coming soon)

"Greetings Mc!

We are sending you this letter regarding your application to work at Angel's Medicine Laboratory. We are so happy to welcome you to the A.M.L family! Please come into our main building as soon as possible through the hours of 8 A.M to 10 P.M for a tour and to sign your work contract. We'll provide you with your own living space as well so please bring your dear belongings.

We here at A.M.L. can't wait to meet you in person! We hope you'll love becoming part of our family.

Hope to see you soon,

Simeon Angel."

You couldn't believe it, even as you continued to hold the letter in your hands you couldn't believe it was real. You squealed happily and hugged the letter close to your chest, you can finally help make the world a better place! All the struggle throughout high school and a four-year college would finally be worth it. Also, you won't have to live with your parents anymore! You waste no time texting your parents the news, receiving congrats and support in a matter of minutes as you begin to pack up your more important items. Different outfits, some family photos, and anything else you held dear and wanted to keep with you. In the end, you had a backpack and gym bag full of stuff as you began to head out. By now your parents had rushed home to see you off and say their goodbyes. You got in your car and were off, it took you thirty minutes to finally reach the main building and it was around 1 P.M now. You sped-walked into the main building with your bags in hand, stopping to face the lady at the reception desk who seemed to be drawing something out, looked like some elaborate trap. You coughed to get their attention. The woman faced you, their pink rooted hair bounced a bit, and the blue in it looked like a good contrast to the pink. Their green eyes stared at you as they began to speak.

"Good Evening, Welcome to A.M.L., who are you and what do you need?" Their tone sounded slightly annoyed. 'Rude much?' you had thought to yourself.

"Hello, My name is Mc. I'm here for my tour and to sign my contract. Do I sign it here or?...." You say as you wait for their response. Instead, their neon green eyes look you up and down before they pick up their phone and dial a number. You hear them mumble your name over it before the person on the other line hangs up first.

"He'll be down here to get you and greet you shortly, please stay still and wait." They say before going back to drawing whatever they had been before you interrupted them. You decide to look at their name tag, 'Thirteen', what a weird name. Before you know it you see him, your eyes lighting up with recognition. Simeon Angel himself has come to greet you!

"Ah! You must be Mc!" He had begun to speak before a small bark sounded from his bag. You looked down at it just to be greeted by a light blonde chihuahua in a white hat. 'cute..' you thought to yourself. Simeon coughed before he chuckled. "Don't mind Luke, let's go to my office so we can get your papers signed," he says before motioning you to follow him into a nearby elevator. "Just leave your bags here, they'll be taken to your new living quarters by some fellow employees," Simeon states as he steps into the open elevator.

"Of course sir!" You say and do as told, dropping your bags in a nearby chair, and watching as they're taken by two mysterious people before you follow the slim male into the elevator. Eventually, you find yourself sitting at a desk, Simeon Angel behind the desk and in front of you.

"Well Mc, I'm happy to congratulate you in person! I have your contract right here, please do sign it." The man says with a smile as he hands you a clipboard, your contract on it. You briefly read it, not really paying attention to the details, he definitely wouldn't be hiding anything dark in this contract, right? You sign the contract and hand it back to Simeon, who smiles at you and stamps it, confirming you signed it. Simeon speaks up as he takes Luke out of his bag to roam his office, "Thank you! You're the most perfect person for this role! Here take this." The male before you hands you a watch, it looks... weird, you put it on anyway, and once on your wrist, it locked around it. "Don't worry about that! It's just waterproof." Simeon says, his smile still kind and bright as he stands up and motions you to follow. He leads you out of his office, leaving Luke in it as he takes you to go get your uniform and badge. You take the bag containing your clothes and ID, smiling at Simeon before you speak up,

"Thank you, sir!" You begin with a soft smile, "Which part of the lab will I be working?" You miss it but a dark look crosses Simeon's face as he softly smirks.

"I'll take you down there now!" Simeon responds as he motions you to follow again. As you walk with him, you notice he's taking you to a darker part of the building, it somewhat looks hardly used. He stops you at an elevator and digs out a badge, using it to call the elevator. "Your department is top secret, as stated in your contract you can not talk about this work with anyone at all, we'll know if you do." He says, his voice having a somewhat dark undertone despite the soft smile on his face. "Now come along, the tour begins now!" Simeon states as the elevator door opens and he steps inside, you waste no time in following him.

You feel nervous the lower the elevator goes and decide to speak up, "So, why is the department I'm in on such a low floor?" You ask nervously with a small smile, trying to think of what kind of work you could be doing down here. You jump as the elevator stops with a thunk, not expecting the elevator to sound like, especially when the rest of the building is so modern and well-built.

"Well Mc, you will be a caretaker of sorts for our... subjects... I know it won't be too much for you to handle! They're sure to love you..." Simeon says as the dark look on his face is still present, but he still is smiling. You raise a brow, didn't A.M.L claim to not use animals as product and medicine testers? "This is the entrance hall, where you'll use your watch against that machine to clock in." He speaks softly as he points to a machine in front of the both of you. He walks forward and expects you to follow of course. Your eyes widened as you entered the next area; It was a long hallway of some sort, different testing chambers on either side. As you walk beside Simeon you aren't listening as he speaks about each room. Your heart is full of fear and dread as you see what, no, who they are testing on. In the testing room, before you stands a man with white hair in a lab coat, a sinister and sadistic look on his face as he uses a cattle prod to poke and taze a much taller man with black hair, his red eyes showing displeasure and disgust for the man prodding at him, he doesn't even flinch as he is tazed, no spasming or reaction at all came from him, his clothes were disheveled from the prodding though. That wasn't the weirdest part of the man, no it was the very pointy ears, the black horns coming from his head and the four wings coming from his back, all pitch black and some feathers clearly missing, whether it be from this kind of abuse or stress you can't tell.

"W-what the fuck?" You stuttered out as you stepped away from the glass on the testing chamber, not seeing the amused expression Simeon flashed your way.

"That is one of the nine subjects you will be looking after! His name is Lucifer, he is one of the best "demons" we have!" Simeon states as if he is just talking about the weather and not a fully grown man he's having his employees test on.

You stare at the dark-skinned male before you, a look of shock and fear across your face as you speak up in a confused but fearful voice, "Nine? Demons? Huh?" Just as you were about to continue before loud crashing, low growls, and yelling interrupted you; they came from down the hallway. Looking over revealed more "demons", specifically two certain ones fighting. One was a dark-tanned male, with slightly pointed ears, a full head of white hair, and blue eyes that had a golden-yellow gradient. He has horns that look somewhat like spirals atop his head, large bat-like wings come from his back and they flap violently. He's on top of the other male, throwing punches as different scientists try to pry him off the man below him. The male below him has pale skin, and what seems to be scales on it in certain places, he, like the two before him, has pointed ears, but his seemed to have two different pointed ends, somewhat like fish fins. His hair is a blueish-purple color and his eyes are a glowing orange with a purple gradient, the whites of his eyes seem to be a slight grey color. His horns look like coral and are a black color but have a hint of blue to them, he also seems to have a long lizard-like tail.

"Ah, Mammon and Leviathan are at it again. We'll have to punish them...again..." Simeon says, his tone showing distaste but amusement at the chaos around him as he ignores your comment. A door behind you opens and you turn to check it out, you are horrified at the man who stood behind you. He had to be about 7'5 in height alone, he was so muscular and well-built, with a muzzle around his mouth and his hands cuffed in front of him as he looked down at you with interest; he was sniffing you through the muzzle. His hair is a bright orange, his ears pointed but droopy, and he has purple eyes that seem to fade into magenta and then red, one of the whites of his eyes isn't white, but rather an inky black color. Scars litter across his body, along with weird black markings, he has black horns that curve and almost crown his head, fly-like wings coming from his back buzz softly as he continues to stare down at you. "Beelzebub! Now, Now, stop drooling into your muzzle at your new caretaker's scent! Mc this is Beelzebub, Beelzebub this is Mc, your new caretaker!" Simeon says to the towering male standing before them, who looks at Simeon with a somewhat blank expression, you can see some fear and pain in his purple eyes as he stares at Simeon.

"Wait a damn minute please!" You cry out to Simeon, finally catching his attention, and now Beelzebub, who watches you closely but with clear hesitance. "I can't possibly work here after seeing all of this! This is s-so.. so.. fucked up!" You said as you took several steps away from Simeon.

Simeon stopped smiling, his expression dark and serious as he spoke, "You don't have a choice, you signed a two-year contract with us. You're stuck here...unless you'd rather face certain consequences for trying to go against your contract." As he spoke the watch around your wrist tightened and its screen flashed red. By the look on Simeon's face, you knew the consequence of going against him would either be death or the same fate as the subjects you'll be in charge of.

"B-but- I-" You tried to protest but Simeon put a finger to your lips to hush you, a sinister smile on his own lips.

"Shhh, Mc. You already signed away your life to me." Simeon began to speak softly, but his eyes showed sadistic amusement at your internal conflict about all of this. "If this really had bothered you..." Simeon begins again, Beelzebub looks at you sadly and with pity as a guard begins to walk him back to his containment chamber, he can tell you're a good person who just got caught up in a bad situation, he can only hope you stay a good person in here. "Then you should have read the fine print." Simeon finished speaking with a cold smile as he looked down at you. Dread filled you completely, these two years weren't going to end well.

"Welcome to A.M.L, Mc. I can't wait to see all the good work you'll do."

(Well I'm not sure when I'll be able to work on chapter 2, I just started my psychology class, so I'll try my best to work on it when I can. Hope you enjoyed it! This is also posted on my AO3 account and shouldn't be anywhere else but here and there.)

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lovetei · 9 months

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could you write obey me boys with an idol mc? like they just somehow became famous on devildom 🕺 like these kpop/jpop idols! i was thinkin abt a newjeans like concept (attention, hype boy and cookie specifically)!

Hmm, that's so cute. I wanna see the boys watching your private life through your videos!

Damn... This made me want to redo my ROYAL Universe, I put such a small effort in that I feel sorry :')

Never mind, I'll redo it later.

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Obey me universe where MC is an Idol

IDOL Universe: Introduction

Warnings: MC uses gender neutral pronouns, manipulation, slightly dark themes

Links: Masterlist

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Frilly skirts and sexy tuxedo's

The one and only idol that threatened every other groups in the Devildom by simply playing their songs intro,

Dancing at the largest stage of the Devildom is basically your normal by now.

Getting invited at parties where the wealthy and the influential can only enter

Your influence spread like wild fire all across the eighth rings of hell until no one in the Devildom don't know you.

But that isn't enough,

After you conquered the lower class of demons you climbed your way up to meet the socialites

And now here you are, on one of your highly earning concerts but this one is different

There's a different face among the crowds

There's Leviathan

Sitting in front with no one beside him

That's weird, your manager told you that every ticket are sold out and the VVIP tickets are sold at the same day...

No way...

Did Leviathan bought all the VVIP tickets?!

Yes, yes he did.

He even bought a special fan meet ticket.

"Hi! Good evening!" You cheerfully greeted to your only fan that managed to afford your over the top VVIP fan meet ticket.

"Have a seat." How weird, the rumors said he's all shy and stuttery but the person you're seeing right now is no weeb, it's the grand admiral.

"Ah, yes... Thank you!" Even though nervousness is starting to cloud your senses you need to keep your idol persona or else some nasty news will dug themselves up from the graves.

"I must say your pricing is totally over the top but I expected it from an idol whose at the top of the current food chain." Wow, how blunt.

"Yup! This ticket allows my fans have more indept conversation with me!" You smiled with your usual bright grin.

"Yeah, I almost thought it's a bait for those in the noble class. You know, for them to brag about how they managed to get their hands on such ticket." He replied as he took a sip of the coffee in front of the two of you.

"I'll go straight to the catch." He voiced out as soon as the mug landed on the glass of the coffee table.

"I want you to perform for my birthday." You almost choked up on your own spit after what he said sinked in.

"Aw... I'm deeply sorry but my manager won't allow me-" Is what I'm about to say but my manager barged into the room, sweating adn excused herself saying she has something to say to me.

She went closer and whispered something to me "He's willing to pay hundred of billions Darling! Hundreds of millions!"

What? Is he some type of freak? Why would he pay hundreds of millions just to have some idol like me to dance and sing around for his birthday?

MC, Devildoms brightest star who's hiding something

MC who secretly despised all the creepy people in the fan meets

MC who washed her hand throughly until it scratches every fan meet because of the amount of disgusting people that touched them.

MC who thinks everyone, everything is there to help them get on top of everything

MC who practiced the 'genuine' smile the crowd loves so much.

MC who can cry on command that faked their cry on live stage a they accept their most recent award.

MC Devildoms brightest star

MC who's willing to be in a dating scandal with the avatar of envy if it means it'll raise their popularity and their net worth.

#obey me fluff #obey me headcanons #obey me nightbringer #obey me scenarios #obey me shall we date #obey me #obey me x reader #obey me angst #obey me crack #obey me idol universe #obey me au #obey me leviathan #obey me idol mc #dark obey me

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yan-lorkai · 1 year

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Replaced Mc AU, except it has a plot twist.

Mc is the yandere this time. A yandere possessive of everyone they loves. And when another exchange student arrives in Devildom and everyone begin to treat this other human better and with more care, Mc feels jealous. The brothers threatened them, one of them even killed them. And now they want to pretend they're nice to a random human?

Whatever their reason, Mc intends to show them that they shouldn't favor anyone but them. For they are the one who truly loves and understands them.

And Mc intends to do this by killing this human and spoiling any attempts by them to form true bonds with the brothers, with the angels, with the royals and with Solomon. After all, it wasn't until this person arrived that the brothers stopped paying attention to Mc, so removing the spell this mere human put on them should be easy. Except there is no spell. This human is genuinely good and is happy to make new friends, despite the initial fear of being brought to Hell. And everyone is actively trying not to make the same mistakes they made with Mc, trying to make at least that one person survive a year without some bad accident happening.

And this human is of course aware of the violent tendencies that Mc hides behind polite words and tries to tell the others how they're treating them in a bad way, threatening, blackmailing, beating. But c'mon it's the good ol' mc, the sweet mc who listened to their problems, who loved them, mc couldn't do anything bad and this human just really likes to tell them weird jokes.

And for a whole year Mc and this human will fight. One to survive, the other to regain control.

That's it! That's the idea. I just wanted to write and see if it made sense since I've spent the day reading replaced mc fanfics and wanted to try to create something different. Even so idk if I'm going to write this idea, so if anyone wants to use it go ahead. But tag me if you do write ~

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slowlyzealouslover · 1 year

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A other yandere obey me idea!

So you know that there au about mammon turn back into a angel, right? But what if the demon brother find out and keep mammon inside the their house of lamentations all the time,basically mammon got no freedom and the demon brother would do anything even cut mammon wing off to the extreme to just keep their mammon in hell.

#poor mammon #dark obey me #obey me #obey me mammon #om! mammon #tw yandere #yandere tw #yandere demon brothers #platonic yandere #yandere #yandere obey me #mammon angst #mammon deserves better #tw possessive behavior #tw possessiveness #mammon au

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therainningtown · 1 year

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Behind The Glass Wall:

Summary: It was hard for everyone to trust the youngest after the incident.

But it seemed you were the only one to interact with him at all, even if his brothers tried dragging you away.

He started to realize, he shouldn’t have killed you. Your so…innocent and sweeter than the best candy he ever had. And was seemly waiting to be eaten alive by a demon or even his brothers.

He can’t have that. He needs to save you, save you from everyone and everything. Even yourself, and he’ll make sure of it.

—•—•—•—

Happy Halloween!!!!

This fic will be loooong.

Also, some of the tigger warnings are in the tags.

And if you hate Yandere-ish content please scroll.

Viewer discretion is advised.

Mrs.Potato Head-Melanie Martinez

Oh Mrs. Potato Head tell me

Is it true that pain is beauty?

Does a new face come with a warranty?

Will a pretty face make it better?

Oh Mr. potato head tell me

How did you afford her surgery?

Do you swear you'll stay forever,

Even if her face don't stay together?

—•—•—•—

He groaned as the light of lamps in his room brighten the usually dark room. “Morning Belphie.” He heard the groggy voice of his twin. Also being woken up by the lights.

“Morning Beel…” He moved his hand to his favorite pillow and stretched. Popping his back and legs.

He started to rub his eyes as his twin shuffled around and soon started creaking through their shared room.

“Who’s on breakfast…” “I think it’s Mc..?”

Oh, he looked back at his twin as he put on his usual shirt. “Oh, okay…” once he heard that, he started to get up, along with more urgency.

He always likes these days.

—•—•—•—

“Hello Belphie, you’re up extremely early.” Asmodeus cheekily smiled as he just groaned. “I got up at the same time as Beel…” “Well that’s Beel, but you? You sleep until the afternoon.” Mammon said as he ate some pancakes.

“No matter, we’re happy you finally got up early.” Lucifer drunk his coffee slowly.

“But it’s weird you only do it on days where Mc is cooking.” Leviathan noted as he played on his phone. “You must really like their cooking…Hmm. Can’t judge you on that.” Beel stuffed his cheeks like a chipmunk would.

“Is that a problem?” “Nah, just a little strange…” his brothers started their decline in conversation as they just ate the food given.

“Good morning Belphie. Here’s some breakfast.” He pricked his head as he heard the familiar morning voice.

“Oh thanks…” he picked up a fork and started to dig in his food.

“Say Belphie, would you like to accompany me to the planetarium this afternoon?”

“It’s been a while, hasn’t it?” His eyes narrowed down at the warming food growing cold.

“Um sur—”

“Actually Mc, I do need help with some paperwork in my office after school. I would like it if you joined me.”

“Oh honey no! Mc, we need to go too Majolish! I heard a sale is going on!”

“Hey! I’m their first and I should have them first!”

His annoying brothers started to bicker. Just great, he couldn’t even get his answer out before his stupid eldest brother cut in.

“What time do you wanna meet Belphie…?” He heard the faint whisper in his ear, making his neck tickle by their breath.

“Um, how does 9pm sound?” “Just prefect.” He saw them in his vision, as they moved and straighten their back. And as they started to calm the others down.

“You boys gotta understand I have homework as well? I can’t always do them in a week.” His eyes didn’t tear from them, like a trance was put on him just for shits and giggles.

“I’ll try and let you guys have your time with me. Alright?” The brothers begrudgingly agreed at the accommodation and started to pack up.

“Hey, Belphie.” He snapped out when he felt a push on shoulder.

“We have to get going.” Beel munched on some bacon still in his mouth. “Beel…” he tried finding the words, it was…just stuck in his throat up to his tongue.

“Hm? Yeah Belphie?” His twin stared into his eyes as he nervously shook off any thoughts. “Nothing, I think I got nervous…?”

“Was it the fighting? Sorry if it was.”

“Maybe…I don’t really know.” He doesn’t even understand the reason behind it.

But maybe it will be solved,

Maybe.

—•—•—•—

He was resting in third period, finally.

A chance to relax and take his mind off of his brothers and onto the person he deemed an angelic creature.

Sent down to either tease him or to give him a purpose to protect something, maybe for a another chance.

He finally felt the feeling of drifting into a peaceful empty nap.

But it snapped by a tapping on the table, annoyingly loud.

“Belphegor.”

He just wanted to sleep, why did he just get pulled out by his own brother. Fucking asshole.

“I heard what you both planned during breakfast…” Ah, so that was entire point of this. “And let me tell you this Belphegor.”

His brother leaned on the desk and stared directly into his eye, “If I ever hear, that you harmed Mc again…I will never show you any mercy.” His blood red eyes stared and seemed to glow in anger.

“Why would I ever do that again? Mc is fine…And we’re talking to each other just fine…” He tried to stand his ground. But it felt like his own brother would snap his neck if he spoke the wrong words.

“I learned my lesson didn’t I?”

“It might be that for you and Mc. But not for us.” Lucifer almost spat in his face.

“Do you understand?” He bit his lip as he unknowingly nodded to his brother’s words.

“Good, have fun. But understand why we had this conversation.” Lucifer rubbed his throat, but he could only stare at the desk he sat at, as his brother walked away,

strictly as always.

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Teddy Bear-Melanie Martinez

Gave you love, put my heart inside you

Oh, what could I do

When you started talking in your sleep

Saying things you'd do to me

I didn't care, I wasn't scared.

—•—•—•—

“You finally made it!” His steps dragged him forward as some form of sleep invaded his head. But it came and then shortly after, it left when he heard their voice.

A gentle melody to him, a little pill he needed for rest. Be it psychical or mentally, he didn’t mind either one.

“I got us some snacks. Though I did have to hide it from Beel.” They sighed, not out of annoyance just plain old love.

“Beel has a great sense of smell, I wouldn’t be surprised if he could smell something miles away.” He slowly dropped to his knees as they sorted some of the snacks.

Some were his favorite, while some just seemed to be there for filler.

“You didn’t have to get so much. Especially for me?” He laughed a bit as they just puffed at his claim.

“I just wanna make this little thing special. And what’s been going on with your…”

They paused.

“My brothers, right?”

“Eh it’s fine. I know they’ll come around one of these days.” He shrugged but didn’t catch the concern look adorning their features.

“I’m patient, so I can wait for them. Just like I did in the attic.” He started his pick with a bag of chips. But before he could actually open it.

“But…that isn’t nice or welcomed.”

“Either is me harming you when all you wanted to do is help…I think you’re too nice.” He chirped as he started to dive in his chips.

you’re too nice…

He flinched as he thought back to those words. To nice…that’s what got them killed.

Being gullible and trusting a demon, especially one locked in an attic.

That’s what got them killed…

Oh.

No.

Oh no.

“Belphie..?” He was enveloped in his raging thoughts, that he didn’t notice their concern. “Belphie!”

“Huh?” “You good..? You spaced out there…” Their face was a mix of different kinds. He couldn’t tell at the moment.

“Oh sorry, just…a passing thought.” He rubbed his eyes as they sighed. “Belphie…is something going on?”

…

“Anything of worry?”

…

“What happen…”

…

“Belphegor!” “!!!”

He froze, they never raised or used that tone of voice. It was new, and scary.

“Tell me what’s wrong.” Their eyes grew slanted as they tried finding something to grasp on.

A feeling of something, anger, sadness, anything negative.

He just looked away, not wanting to see their sadden face.

“Maybe it does bug me…” “Oh Belphie…” He tried not to just grab them and squeeze. He just let them softly cradle his head in their warm arms.

“Why didn’t you just tell me..?” “It’s a little sensitive…” He heard them sighed and whine. “Sorry, I didn’t mean for that.”

“It’s okay.” He moved to place his head on their chest. Loving the feeling of it, he could sleep here for the rest of time.

—•—•—•—

He awoken too the ruffling of blankets, cracking his eyes open and looking up to see Mammon and Mc talking to each other.

Mc smiled at his seemly sleeping form, the smile they seemed to save for him only. Even if they thought he was asleep.

But Mammon wasn’t to happy, tapping Mc’s shoulder to get them to focus on him.

He placed his head back down as not to strain his neck. But he couldn’t help but listen in.

“How were you comfortable at all?” “I actually slept like a baby.” They giggled as Mammon huffed.

He heard a low mutter come from older brother as he leaned a little towards them. “Especially with Belphegor around…”

“Mammon.” “What? It’s true.” “Mammon I got over it. I’m fine with him, leave it.” He scoffed at their stern voice of denial.

“You’re way too trusting. It gonna get you killed.” “…” all of them deadpanned as they soaked in his stupid sentence.

You’re way too trusting

“Nice one Mammon.” They sneered teasingly, “HEY IM SORRY!” Mammon panicked as he tried apologizing to them.

“Heheh, Mammon. Calm down, it’s okay. I forgive you.” They kept laughing at the expense of the white haired man.

“Hmm, can’t you two keep it down..?” Feigning that he was asleep for the whole conversation.

“Oh, hi Belphegor.” Mc slapped his shoulder as he flinched. “Hey!” “Good morning Belphie.”

“Good morning Mc…” He rubbed the crust from his tired eyes. “You can go ahead Mammon, we’ll meet up with you in the living room.”

Mammon opened his mouth in protest. But a dark glare from Mc shut him up.

“*Sigh* Alright, I’m going.” He groaned getting up and held his arms behind his head.

Nodding to Mc, he left slowly. Like he was waiting for him strike.

“You can go.” His older brother just nodded and left. The only sounds for were that of footsteps and wind from the outdoor windows.

“I’ll get us some food. Lay here for a bit, take a nap while you’re at it.” They teased, causing him to groan at their statement.

“Shut up, I don’t sleep that much.” “Uh huh, whatever you say pretty boy.”

You’re way too trusting…

—•—•—•—

And it's so terrifying how you paralyze me,

Now you're showing up inside my home.

Breathing deep into the phone.

I'm so unprepared, I'm fucking scared.

—•—•—•—

“What is the formula for the radius of a circle?” He held a book up over his face. He tried reading the lines, but they faded out into each other.

He didn’t care for most of this stuff, but if it was for them.

He doesn’t mind,

“r=C/2pi”

“Prefect, alright.” He shut the book in between his hands as it lowered towards his chest.

“I think you’ll past the…*yawn*” He placed his hand infront of his face.

“Test…” He heard them chuckle, making his cheeks a little hot and pink.

“I hope so, but what I’m worried about is you sleeping during it.” “I will not…” “Okay mister sloth.”

“No.”

“Yes.”

“No.”

“You’re a dick.”

He held his snort as they packed up their backpack yet still chuckling.

“Let’s call it a night. I gotta do some other stuff…” They tiredly got up from their cushion,

When he saw them moving to the door way. He started to get the feeling of panic.

He had no idea why he felt like this way, it was like…a gut instinct.

But he also had no recognition that he rushed to grab their wrist before they actually left.

“Um. Belphie? You need something?” “Who are you going to.” His voice was sterner than he wanted.

He didn’t want to alarm them any further.

“Just Lucifer with paperwork? Like I always do.” They smiled nervously as the tight feeling furthered in intensity.

“But…I wanna.” He couldn’t find those words he wanted to say, almost none.

The first couple of them were scattered, but the rest…just seemed to distant to tell.

So he said it with actions, pulling them closer as he moved in to meet them halfway.

“I just…” his voice faded into their hair, which they nodded but wanted to protest. “Belphie please I gotta go…”

“No you don’t.”

*Cough!*

He panicked and loosened his gripped around their ribs. “I’m sorry Mc…”

He laid his fingers on their chest as they stilled and heaved.

“B-Belphie…What was that a-about..?” They still tried to regain their breath.

He didn’t answer, just placed his head on their chest. “Stay…with me.”

Not wanting to be further hurt or anything worse, they just nodded as they started to slow their breathing.

He smiled. Finally, their heart rate is going down. No longer on the edge of a anxiety attack.

“I love you…” He didn’t mean to say it out loud for them to hear, but…it felt right for him.

“Yeah…love ya…*Sigh* too.”

—•—•—•—

Tag, You’re It-Melanie Martinez

Running through the parking lot

He chased me and he wouldn't stop

Tag, you're it, tag, tag, you're it

Grabbed my hand, pushed me down

Took the words right out my mouth

Tag, you're it, tag, tag, you're it.

—•—•—•—

Time felt, weird…too say the least.

Time felt long yet short, short yet long. The minutes blur and the clock that struck each hour made no noise.

Maybe that’s what got him to act more on it. If time didn’t exist to him, then he had nothing to worry for.

Only them.

And only them.

Not his brothers.

Not Diavolo.

Not Anyone…

But just seemed that Mc couldn’t just let go of them. Keep them in the back of their mind and just think of him.

Think of him as a savior, here to keep them. Not as a pet of any sort but instead,

A possible lover, and maybe a spouse.

He drooled at the idea, even before this happened to either of them.

He loved it, Mc in beautiful attire. Awaiting him at the alter, looking lovingly at him.

And him wiping their tears before they ruined their perfect makeup, and both of them saying their vows.

Ones he can’t wait to practice for them.

And he can’t wait for that day, but for now.

He has to wait.

“Mc…Are you awake.” He shifted to face them, but only to see their back.

“Mc…” He slowly moved his hand and as gently as he could, grabbed their arm. He just wanted to shift them and to face him.

“Mc…good morning.” He smiled as their eyes started to slightly open.

“Hmm” they moaned as he pushed himself a little closer. Rubbing their back, to provide comfort for a new day.

“How did you sleep last night…?” His voice was groggy and it felt dry. He wanted water, but not until he knew Mc was doing fine.

“It was, fine. I guess.” They laid on their stomach, which cause their cheek to squish against the pillow.

A cute sight.

“I’m going to get some water, *cough* I’m really thirsty.” Rubbing the sleep away, he heard a mumble of approval.

“You want some water?” He maneuver his head to look them in their eyes.

They shrugged, to disoriented to actually think and answer.

“Okay…I’ll get it for you.” He “knew” what they were trying to say.

They been together for a while.

Haven’t they?

While setting out, he heard some ruffles and clinks behind him.

“Mc, don’t move to much.” He sighed as they groaned. Holding their head as it felt splitting.

“It’s okay Mc, lay down and I’ll get ya pain meds.”

He heard another groan which he took it as a sign and left.

They had no idea how they got in this situation. Again, time felt so weird.

Maybe it’s their intense headache that made it so difficult

Or just the same dark room they now reside in.

“What even happened…? How did I get here?” They sat on their legs, not wanting to plop back on the pillows.

“I was just doing my homework…and now.” They tried moving their left but couldn’t get far. “This…”

Sighing, they moved to the edge of the bed. The only position that didn’t hurt.

Not their head,

not their tired legs,

it was fine position.

One they found comfort in, and one to huddle themselves in.

The thought of it all was cut as the door opened somewhat loudly for them and the bruising headache.

“Oh! You’re up.” He closed the door with his foot but locked it with his free hand.

“Here…pain meds, but it’s gonna take a bit before they set.” He held their own hand out and placed two pills.

The pills they remembered, “Thanks…” they muttered before popping it down.

While they drank their cup of cold water,

they saw and noted that Belphegor was staring more than usual.

“Do…do you need something?” He twitched before he shook his head.

“It’s nothing, I just, like staring at you.” His smile felt genuine, but had that force to it.

Pushing it off, they continued in silence, Mc only takin occasional glances.

“There, doesn’t a cup of water feel nice in the morning?” He took it and placed it on the nightstand.

It sat by his cup that he barely touched.

“I thought you were thirsty?” He nodded but didn’t grab it.

“I know, but you’re more important.”

“It’s a cup of water…”

“You could still choke, I have to be prepared to help.”

Now he’s being unreasonable, “It’s just water down the wrong pipe?”

“What’s so bad about it? You get over it after a minute or two…?”

He just chuckled like they’re the madman that just stated so fucking dumb.

“But I can’t have any discomfort for you Mc. You’re very special to me…” He brushed strands of hair from their hair.

His smile was dazed, possibly in a daydream. “But you won’t remove the chain.”

“Oh no, that’s a negative.” He moved down and placed his head on their thighs. Rubbing soft circles on them, “Despite it, I need you here…it’s just, I need to see you-

Happy and comfortable. So we can live a more, happy life.”

Their face grew disgusted, “Your morals are fucked…”

“I’m a demon, what did you expect.” His grew malicious.

—•—•—•—

His sleeping face was peaceful, void of any malicious he had before.

It was a habit for him to sleep so often, even with the whole, tying someone to a bed thing. It was a product of being cursed with sloth.

*How does he expect me to ever like this?* they clicked their tongue in annoyance.

The room was still dark as a cave, so they really couldn’t go anywhere. Especially with ankle chain that pinned them to the bed.

*Especially with no free movement…*

They touch the nearest wall, just to hold the feeling of any peace they could harvest.

Maybe it was the coldness of it?

Or maybe they could stare at it and mentally leave this wretched room.?

They didn’t know, but it was better than nothing.

—•—•—•—

“Belphegor can’t you just leave me alone?”

They hid and held their head, showing annoyance and just plain distaste.

“What got you going now?”

“You’re seriously asking me that?” They glanced at the man angrily.

“First off, you just took me into your attic and tied me down to the bed. Second, you keep talking about crazy things that won’t even happen?”

“They will.”

“Tch, how are you so sure? Especially when you’re so stupid as to make the person you love hate you?”

“You don’t.” “HAH, yeah right…”

They quickly planted themselves and faced the wall. Never pointing in his direction.

“Mc, look at me.” He wanted nothing more than to be looked at. Was it so hard to do that for him?

“Fuck. Off.” They nudged his arm away.

“Mc.”

“FUCK OFF.” Their voice was hard and bitter, making him jump a little.

Not before he sighed and rubbed his forehead.

“Mc, I’m not in the mood to explain everything…” “I’m not in the mood to talk with a piece of shit.”

*Sigh*

“Mc. Just…look at me real quick.” He said and petted their hair.

Recently washed and dried and smelled of lavender.

“You are so precious to me…I just, don’t want anything to happen to you. Nothing, nothing shall happen.”

“Understand that I’m doing this for you…” Their cold face faltered a little at his words.

But they still retaliated and stayed silent.

“And I know it may be hard to get accustomed to this. But we can work on thi—”

SLAP

*tick*

“Get the fuck away from me.”

His cheek stung and their hand felt red, “What made you think. That this was a good idea?”

“Are you psychotic? Are you just plain dumb?”

He slowly turned his head towards the person laying on the bed.

“You realize people are looking for me…? You stupid bitch.” Their face grew with a manic smile.

“So what is your plan mister kidnapper?”

…

….

…..

“Yeah, fucking nothing huh?”

They chuckled to themselves as their eyes glazed for as much as he could see.

“You’ve just hurt me all over again…”

“Hehe, I should’ve never trusted you. Your brothers are right.”

They curled in a ball as their breath grew shaky. “I should have never trusted you.”

He shifted his hand slowly and silently to their’s. He wanted to provide comfort, but had to do so in secret.

“I hate you…”

—•—•—•—

“Mc. Food is ready…”

“Not hungry.”

He could only see their backside. Seemly to be staring at the tiny window pointing towards the stars.

“Mc, you haven’t ate in a few days…” they heard his voice, but didn’t move an inch.

He sighed, he knew they would be difficult. That’s the whole beginning stages of it all.

Like having a baby, or maybe getting a new pet.

It all takes time, to achieve the sense of trust and love.

He wanted to put it on the bright side of things.

To make it easier for him.

“It’s something plain…Mammon made it. He misses you, so he made it in a…sort of memory since you disappeared.”

“I’m not hungry.”

“Yeah, sure…”

While they never saw it, the nosies of clanking and metal hitting.

They had an idea that he was either organizing the food or doing something else.

Not sure what, just something.

“Alright…” the bed dipped in weight as they continued their activity.

What they didn’t expect was something poking their arm.

“What..!” They frantically moved but promptly fell of the bed.

Making them hiss in discomfort of the rude fall. “The fuck?! W-what are you trying to do!”

Looking at him, eyes laid on a little shiny pin like item.

An IV.

Small, but looked clean. Thank god.

“Food.” “That’s not food…” “It is, I heard on TV before that patients usually get these for some food related thing…”

He jokingly waved his hand, “So since you’re not eating…I have to…force it in you.”

“No…you’re not putting it in my arm.”

“Mc…”

“NO!”

“Please no…don’t, I don’t like it…I don’t like any of this…at ALL!”

They stomped their foot,

“Mc, you understand why food is important…?” “Yes, but—”

“Then you understand why I’m going to do this.”

Each took step he, they moved back.

Though it wouldn’t help their racing heart when they hit the wall.

“Mc.” “No! Leave me alone! G-go away!”

They tried pushing him away, wanting to have some sort of advantage.

But what luck would have,

“Mc!”

“Leave me—”

CRACK

“Huh…?”

*drip*

“You…broke my wrist.”

*drip*

“And the IV…”

—•—•—•—

“I’m sorry…I’m trying to be gentle.” He winced as they cried.

“Why?! Why did you-*cough* Do that?!”

Their eyes grew red, their cheeks became stained, and their wrist bruised by the second.

“Why…Why?! Tell me please!”

He was finally done, after trail and error. He made a functional splint, it wouldn’t do much as professional help would.

But he did his best.

Though he had no idea how to help them,

the crying person.

One he so loves, and the one he has hurt.

Maybe it was demonic instincts that did it? Or was he making another excuse?

“Mamaaa…please. Help meee.” “Ssshhh…Mc it’s done. It’s okay.”

He did what he could best,

Send them to sleep.

“Ssshhh, I know. But It’ll go away in no time…” brushing away their fizzled hair, he rubbed their cheek gently with his thumb.

“It’s okay Mc…I’m here to help.”

“Just sleep for now, I’ll be here when you wake up. Okay?”

“Mamaa…”

“I know…”

*drip*

—•—•—•—

“Though, at first. We didn’t know how to treat him.” He ranted as to fill in the empty silence that was of Mc.

They just stared at the ceiling, disassociated from the world entirely.

“We did all we could…” he placed his head on their chest, feeling their heartbeat and warmth. The things he adores most.

“With me, the only worst part that my horns. Extremely painful. Even nowadays.” He rubbed his head.

“But it faded as time went on.”

“Uh huh…” they muttered, still listed in a daydream of their own.

One of freedom, love, and the others.

Oh, how they missed them. Their stupid antics, funny yet adorable laughs, just…they missed them.

“So if you ever turn into a demon Mc. I’ll be there to help you the best I can…” He smiled, loving the comfort their warmth provided.

All for him.

And no one else.

“Okay…” He heard their empty reply, but didn’t mind it.

They’ll come around.

They have to,

If they ever wanted to leave.

*drip*

—•—•—•—

*drip*

—•—•—•—

“Belphie!! Where have you been?! We’ve been trying to search for ya for days!”

He saw his older rush to his position on the steps. “I…”

“Shh, Belphegor. You’re covered in blood. We have to get you cleaned. Beelzebub.”

“Okay…”

“C’mon…” His dazed eyes stared at his twin’s hand. It was still the same size but seemed to be roughed.

“But…I”

“Belphegor, you’re very out of it…We’ll be here okay? Go on now.”

Satan looked at his brother before patting his back.

“Okay…”

“What happened…?” Asmodeus trilled his longer strands of his peach hair.

“The blood’s days old, along with Belphegor disappearance…Seems like he wanted to find Mc.”

Satan made a conclusion, though he knew it was not full.

He still found holes in the answer. Ones he needed to check.

“But the blood smelled like…Mc’s?” Mammon shivered while the some others turned away.

“He possibly found their corpse.” Leviathan stated but he heard the fourth disagree.

“There’s no trail leading outside, and why would he climb through the attic’s window…?”

He pointed up, signaling the window that was impossibly high up.

“There’s something fishy…And I don’t like where’s its going…”

Without any other words, he followed the steps following into the attic.

“Be careful Satan!”

“I will.”

—•—•—•—

*Creak*

The metal door opened slowly, showing the way into the dark room.

The only light was that of the moon. Illuminating the pillows on the bed.

He noted the droplets of blood on them, along with the sheets.

*squish*

He shuddered at the horrible sound and feeling of a liquid socking into his shoe.

“More blood…”

His stomach turned and twisted as he took his slow steps.

Trying to maintain his breathing and harsh heartbeat.

“The smell…” he held his nose as the blood became coagulated in the late night.

But the trail of it didn’t help, it made all the worst.

It pointed to the closest, dived with blood.

“I-I…”

“SATAN?! You okay?!” He flinched but took his composure back.

“I’m still looking!”

His breathing came back rigid, and his head became dizzy.

“I…I can’t believe this…” he grabbed the handle.

Slowly, but surely.

It started to open, the smell that was trapped inside was finally aired throughout the room.

And hit him in the face, he resisted the urge to barf.

He pulled on the last part, and held his breath.

Before actually looking at the main being that caused this room to bleed.

Their blood, infected the woods.

Their mucus follow and laid almost yellowed.

The bugs that seemly crawled through to get here ate at it.

Enjoying the meal they were given.

The arm of the victim laid near their feet.

Along with their seemed to be vocal cords.

Their skin, paled and broken.

Sat in the corner, wasting away and providing nature with their corpse.

Along with it, their eyes stared to nowhere.

Only showing the terror they had succumbed to in their last moments.

It was all broken, ruined, and made the flood gates break and rush.

*PLEGH*

*COUGH*

….

………

…………..

End~

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thelifeofplums · 2 years

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The Sixth Lord Ft. GN!MC & Beelzebub

Trigger Warning: Non-con, mentions of eating MC, prey/predator vibes, yandere, dark

Hey, I’m back! And I’ve finally finished Beel’s version. I said I’d do Mammon’s and i’m working on it but......it’s gonna take a bit longer lol. Anywho, enjoy (?) ~ Plum

Run. Run. Run. Run.

Hurry. Hurry. Hurry.

He’s coming.

Your feet pounded on the root covered earth as you ran as fast as you could through the forest. Heart beating faster and faster and your breath shaky, it took everything in you to focus on your surroundings and keep from running into the trees or hurting yourself. Branches snapped and whipped at your face as you ran and you were sure your face was covered in bloody scratches by now.

It didn’t help that the forest was nearly pitch black save for the moonlight that managed to slip through the branches above your head. If it were up to you, you would’ve left when the sun was out but had you not left when you did...he’d already have you.

Your foot caught a root for the third time and you went tumbling down, your wrist landing awkwardly causing you to yelp in pain.

It hurt. It was tiring. And you wished you could just pause to take your breath.

But you knew that if you stopped now, your already slim chance of getting away from him would fade. If you wanted your freedom you had to run now. If you wanted to keep from being wholly consumed by the one they called the Lord of Flies, you had to run now.

You struggled to rise to your sore feet as your body cried out in exhaustion and you slowly stumbled through the forest, desperate to get as far away from this cursed kingdom as soon as possible.

It won’t matter.

He’ll still find you.

Panting, you swallowed stiffly, your throat parched from breathing so heavily. It felt like you had been running for hours and yet you still had a far distance to cover. Out of exhaustion, you felt yourself lean against the tree, your eyes closing.

You knew you should still be running, but your body wouldn’t listen.

“I need to keep going,” you panted as you tried to take a step forward but it only caused you to collapse.

Your wrist was hurting, your face was aching and you couldn’t stand. How were you going to make it? You couldn’t go on.

Snap!

Your head whipped back at the sound, your heart lurching in your chest before seeing a bunny jump out from the bushes. For a still moment, it stared at you, its blank black eyes seemed to gaze into your soul, almost as if the bunny were trying to tell you something.

Suddenly, its ears perked up, its head twisting to look at something in the woods. The hair on your back prickled and you looked in the same direction, your heart filling with fear. But what the bunny saw, you couldn’t, the trees were too dense and the night too dark.

The next thing you heard was the bunny hopping away, its steps becoming quieter as it left you sitting in the woods alone.

Trembling, you got up on shaky legs and managed but one step before you felt your body freeze in what you could only describe as terror.

A grumble like the roar of thunder felt as if it rumbled throughout your entire body and the sound of heavy footsteps made their way to your ears.

You didn’t have the energy to run anymore but you couldn’t give up when you had gotten so far. In desperation, you silently hid behind a large tree just as you felt the forest go silent in response to yet another loud grumble that came from the demon that was after you.

“Y/N.”

A shiver crawled up your spine and you covered your mouth just as a slight whimper was about to escape your lips.

“I can smell you, Y/N, there’s no point in hiding.” The voice of the man you thought you knew drifted over to where you were, “Come out now.”

You didn’t dare move a muscle, afraid of the tiniest sound being heard by the demon you were hiding from.

He sighed loudly, “I should’ve eaten your legs when I had the chance then you wouldn’t have done something like this.”

My legs?!

Your heart stuttered and you fought the urge to look down at your trembling legs that could barely hold you up.

His words made you think of the reason why you were here in the first place. Having served in his castle for years, it was a surprise you never found out sooner who the Lord of Flies really was.

A demon.

He was a blood hungry demon.

And he was surely going to eat you once he found you.

“Come out Y/N, don’t make me come and find you,” the Lord of Flies said, his voice causing you to flinch and you could swear it was getting closer to where you were hiding.

Did you dare to check? Or would you risk it and attempt to run?

But what difference would it make if you ran or stayed, you wouldn’t escape now that the Lord of Flies was so close.

“This is your last chance, if you don’t come out from behind that tree, I’ll drag you out myself.”

It took everything in you not to faint from the pure terror that ran through your entire body.

He had probably known from the very beginning, simply toying with his meal like a cat would with a mouse.

But you really never stood a chance. Wouldn’t it be better to end your suffering rather than to keep struggling only to be caught? Why hope for something when you knew you’d only be disappointed?

Defeated and consumed by the fear of disobeying the Lord of Flies, you slowly stepped out.

Amidst the darkened forest, his large figure brought a new sense of terror. His glowing eyes stared right at you with hunger and something else that you didn’t recognize.

The air around you felt tense and you only felt it grow tighter as the demon came closer.

“P-Please d-d-d-don’t eat me,” you managed to stutter out, your voice sounding weak.

You looked down and away from the demon’s burning gaze, staring down at your feet.

The forest was silent as the demon simply took his time in observing you like you were a piece of meat. The crickets that chirped remained silent as if they knew something otherworldly was among them. And the wind that rustled the leaves stilled which brought an unnatural silence that felt suffocating.

Suddenly, you heard the crunch of leaves and branches and before you knew it, the demon had pulled you into his arms. You immediately tried to push back but your sprained wrist shot a searing pain through your arm and you cried out.

“What are you going to do to me?” You asked fearfully, unable to escape the Lord of Flies strong arms.

The demon said nothing before pushing you against a large tree and pinning you there with his own body.

A familiar grumble came from the Lord of Flies and your breath hitched as your heart skipped a beat.

“I’m hungry,” he let out in a low guttural growl, one of his large hands landing on your neck as he kept your head still. He leaned down and grazed your neck with his nose, teeth pricking at the skin as he placed his mouth on the soft spot which sent a warm shiver down your spine.

A sob slipped past your lips and you could only squeeze your eyes shut as tears started to fall.

This was the end, you were sure. Just a few more seconds and your throat would be torn out and the Lord of Flies would have his fill. You simply wished it’d end quicker and that he wouldn’t torment you like this.

“I was thinking...” the Lord of Flies started, “How I would eat you once I caught you...but then I remember I don’t want to hurt you...”

You didn’t respond, your eyes still closed.

“How can I eat you without hurting you, Y/N?” The Lord of Flies asked and you felt his hand cup your face gently, “I want to be able to keep you forever because I truly love you....but then you smell so good and I can’t help but want to taste you.”

He licked a long strand along your throat as if to emphasize his words and without meaning to you let out a soft whimper. And despite your situation, you felt your body heat up as the Lord of Flies dragged his hands down your body.

“Wait....please stop,” you gasped eyes shooting open as you felt the demon tug at your pants.

His hand slipped under and you felt his fingers graze your most sensitive parts and you shuddered.

What was he doing?!

Your face felt hot with embarrassment and shame as you felt your body succumb to the demon’s touch. Your non injured hand gripped his wrist as if to stop him but you couldn’t push him away as the Lord of Flies pricked your skin with his teeth. A flash of fear went through you before the demon’s fingers moved against you. The pain and pleasure made it hard to think, it made it hard to focus as the demon sucked at your neck, leaving marks and bruises along your skin.

The demon kept at it and soon enough you felt your whole body still as your eyes saw stars. Your legs gave out and the Lord of Flies caught you before lowering you down onto the ground, allowing you to sit and take your breath.

He towered over you and you silently watched as he brought his fingers, which glistened with your essence, to his mouth and licked them. His eyes closed in pleasure as he savored your taste on his tongue. The sight got you heated again especially as his eyes opened again and stared down at you with a look of desire.

“More,” the Lord of Flies growled, “I want more.”

He knelt down in front of you, his hands going to your clothes as he stripped you of them, leaving you naked in the dark forest. The night’s cool air caused the hair on your neck to stand and you brought your arms to your bareness in an attempt to cover yourself.

“W-What are you d-doing?!”

His mouth lowered onto your pulse at your neck and you cried out. His breath was burning hot, leaving flames on your skin as he dragged his lips down...down...and down until he reached your lower parts between your thighs. Your non injured hand tangled in the demon’s orange locks, holding tight as he used his tongue to bring you to a new level of pleasure.

“Ack!” You yelped as you felt the demon’s teeth and you pulled at his hair, “P-Please....be gentle.”

The demon only growled back before continuing to suck and lick as if you were the best meal he had had in years. And perhaps you were. After all, the Lord of Flies had never tasted something as pure and sweet as you.

He got rougher and you let out the most erotic sounds you never thought you could make. Body in flames, you felt yourself melt under the demon’s touch and you arched your back just as you felt that spark alight in your core. A wave of euphoric pleasure crashed into you, tears prickling your eyes as you were overwhelmed with the sensation.

Underneath the moonlight, your bare body glistened with sweat, the cool air send shivers as it chilled your heated skin.

“My...My Lord, n-no more please...” you managed to whisper, barely having enough energy to keep your eyes open.

The Lord of Flies raised his head to look at you, his violet eyes filled with hunger and lust.

“It’s Beelzebub, little one,” he said, “And I’m not done yet.”

You pushed back, struggling to get out of his grip but his strong hands gripped your hips, holding you still.

“And don’t even think of escaping because now that I have you, I’m not ever gonna let you go.”

#yandere #beelzebub x reader #beelzebub #beelzebub om!#smut #gn!reader #shall we date #demons #the seven lords au #short drabble #fanfic #dark #demon brothers #obey me!#obey me! yandere #obey me dark

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devildomwriter · 1 year

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Follow the socials for the brand new Obey Me Nightbringer game!

They’ll be releasing more info on the game shortly

It seems it may be a darker alternate reality where Solomon takes MC’s place in the first season and finds Belphegor in the attic

#obey me shall we date #obey me nightbringer #obey me solomon #dark AU

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theghostwriter15 · 1 year

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Dark Mc and Dark obey me cast au; Basically an unhinged, unhealthy, the brothers and the other demons are more cruel and demon like, the thing is MC is like that too along with an evil Solomon. ALSO biblically accurate Simeon, and Luke.

Fantasy au; Basically them as different fantasy creatures and MC as a person studying mostly creatures but also plants.

Siren au; Not the Disney sirens, monster like sirens, also dark

House husband au; The way of the house husband x obey me cross over. Brothers and Diavolo, and Barbatos were part of the Yakuza and then your house husbands (Not Barbatos he helps Princy with everything and is a parental figure to you). The angels are the cops, and Solomon is part of the mom group..

FNAF au: The brothers as animatronics and MC as a sleep deprived college student that is way too underpaid for this.

Warrior cat au; Might write for it but it might just be drawings.

Zombie apocalypse au; It's a surprise.

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fungiac1d · 1 year

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Turning blood stained water into gold.

About how greed is silent as poison.

Mammon x MC (gender neutral)

TW: Mentions of blood.

You couldn’t say when it started, maybe it was in one of those days in the subway, sitting silently while looking at yourself in the window, people surrounds you and yet you are awfully alone,

so much people

and so much silence,

it felt asphyxiating.

Still, life is great you wake up in the morning and comb your hair in a manner that is, maybe, a little bit rough and would make your mother scowl at you.

Then you go for breakfast in the sweet summer morning, your mouth and lips are dry, the insects buzz outside or maybe they don’t perhaps they are being drown in the dirty air, in the killer noise of a city.

Where you are at doesn’t matter at all,

does it?

Maybe it started while you were dressing yourself,

do you want bigger clothes? Smaller clothes? A different body? Is yours awkward and painful? You look at yourself in the mirror, standing alone in the room,

a distant voice echoes inside: What do you want? How much do you want?

Scared you look around, confused by the sound. It’s the room? Or is it you?

One day you are walking, you stop at one of these many shops. There is something beautiful in the showcase; your insides squirms with need.

It’s so nice, so nice, you would reach out for it. You can feel your eyes caressing it but your hands are deep inside your pockets.

23:05.

Tonight you are wondering about it, what did you see? What did you really see? Someone by your side in the subway? Your mother, combing your hair sweetly? Did you hear insects? Or a killer noise, a reminder of all the people around you? Clothes? A better body? Money?

The water of the bath hugs you, you are shivering in the darkness, you really don’t know when it started but now you can’t stop it,

the wanting, the need,

the voice sounds louder,

you are sure now: it’s inside.

What do you want? How much do you want?

You want to scream,

you want a lot and it’s tearing you open yet you really couldn't answer if someone asked what you crave from. The voice is hammering it ways out of your body, your mouth is bleeding, have you bitten yourself?

You shiver in the warm water and suddenly you know, he is there behind the bathroom curtain. He has bright eyes and he could turn your blood stained water into gold or maybe he will just rot you from the inside with need.

Your heart churns and you see light. A silent poison, we crave for things, for experiences, we want to grab everything we can with our hands, even if it freezes or burns

and we call it freedom, reality is sadder.

“Humans desire is bigger than them,”

you hear him.

“and infinite search for pleasure,

for everything,

it really does not matter where you are, does it?”

Under this heaven, there was never an option.

He holds your face, you can feel the warm skin against your flesh.

“What do you want?”

#obey me #obey me shall we date #om! mammon #not romance #corruption #im bad at tags #mammon x gender neutral reader #mammon angst #mammon avatar of greed #dark theme #demonsbeingdemons #obey me au #obey me x mc #im a little bit communist #obey me fanfic #obey me fandom #maybe possesion if you squint?#possesion

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Hey i read your posts on OM pet AU, and i just thought “what if reader give him a reward by introducing him to vibrators.”

Its a relationship where Lucifer trusts his owners so much already, so he knows they wont hurt him or do anything he doesnt want, they probably have safewords too, and all that stuff but theyre horny, ok. Theyre both absolutely horny. And Lucifer is a very obedient pet so may be the reader decided to reward them by giving/introducing Lucifer to vibrators/dildo. I imagine the reader is very busy and isnt always around so they give Luci the toy, so he can use it when his *ehem* lonely

(If the reader can have a cock that would be great, but if this is too weird for you or not your thing, just pretend it never happened and toss it to oblivion.)

Thank you so much

awh! reader with a dick isn't my go-to, but i'm happy to try out writing it! your consideration is very sweet, and you're very welcome <3

also i think you've sent in a request before but i was kinda burned out at that point and didn't get around to it ksdfhgkdhg. i'll try to make this very saucy nsfw for ur trouble <3

A warning tho (dark themes ahead!):

this a PET AU. it's not petplay, it's not consensual kink between two equal parties. lucifer is literally a pet. proceed with caution.

[tags: amab reader, implied handjobs/oral (reader receiving), implied penetration (lucifer recieving), casual dehumanization (i told you he is a PET)]

you're starting to think your pet might need a toy.

you don't really care, of course. lucifer's a good pet, by any standard, and an even better fuck (and though you don't admit it, an excellent cuddler), well-behaved, never complaining.

he keeps your house clean, does your laundry and puts it away, quietly clears any messes or disorder as if he was born to do it.

it's impressive; he's pretty, and you bought him because he was pretty - you hadn't expected him to be useful, too.

but lucifer even reminds you of this or that - a hand on your shoulder, tugging you towards the shower a few hours before bed, a note or errand you'd meant to run that he'd picked up on and prodded you about.

he's a diligent creature, washing himself regularly, but also following you into the bathroom like a dog, trying to shower with you.

his wings fit surprisingly well in there, you have to admit. he folds them up so tightly they don't bump into anything, and the feathers are mostly waterproof.

he delights in washing your hair for you, your back, rubbing you down with soap and carefully rinsing everything away.

hands roaming shamelessly over your thighs, between your legs, up, up, up.

it's not like he doesn't care about getting you clean, but he can never seem to resist the urge to run his hands along your cock, see if he can coax you into hardness before you get annoyed and swat him away, convince you to play along with his schemes.

lucifer isn't shy. he'll grind his own cock against your thigh, toned chest pressing against your back, wings enveloping the shower enough to make it cramped.

when you step out of the shower he likes to dry you off with the towel himself, and fix your hair for you, too, running his fingers through it carefully, fussing over the style and how it falls near your face.

it's not what you got him for, but it's charming, you do have to admit. he coos so happily when he gets to touch you that you can't bring yourself to snap at him, even when it's annoying, strangely compelled to sit still until he's finished.

something tells you lucifer would dress you himself, too, if he had any idea how clothing worked at all.

supposedly he can cook - you don't allow him to use the stove but he will cut fruits (with his claws, which you accept only because you know how meticulously he washes his hands), make sandwiches, bring you water or snacks while you are relaxing at home.

he's so eager for contact, to cuddle, or warm your cock while you work or watch tv, if you'll let him - the perfect pet to keep at home.

but when you leave the house, he's all alone. lucifer doesn't whine, but his disappointment is apparent in his abject delight at your return - and it is always such a lovely face to be greeted with.

actually, it's better if he's lonely, if it means he makes that face when you come back, except...

lucifer has trouble when he's left all alone with nothing to do. you don't know what he'd been put to doing before, but he gets restless, impatient.

you notice in the feathers that are fallen to the floor when you come home.

in the fingers, long and somehow elegant, that roam over you restlessly, how he's always looking at you expectantly; waiting for something to do.

it's fair enough. he's a pet - he needs enrichment.

or... a dark part of your heart whispers with a manic glee -

he wants to be filled at all times. by you, your cock, your fingers - anything you'll give him. why not give him something to play with when you're not there?

so you go. you know demons can... take more than humans. you're not the first owner who wanted to play with their demon like this.

lucifer eyes it for a moment when you first present it to him - confused, no doubt, but you're generous with him, you're sweet to your pretty, exotic, most perfect of pets.

rimming his asshole with a probing finger, maybe two. he's eager when he thinks you'll fuck him, but too clever to think the toy is just for show, shifting awkwardly while keeping your fingers inside him and whining.

but you've lubed it up nicely, and you work the lube into him, stretch him out a bit, watch him bottle up his moans and lean into you eagerly, hands scrambling for your cock, ready and eager to line you up.

and then you drive it into him, watch his eyes widen, shock overwhelming him as he tenses and then relaxes into the new sensation.

lucifer's a good pet. and a sultry one, too, positively whorish for such a pretty, exotic creature. he takes to it like a fish to water.

so you leave him with it, something thick and heavy to keep himself filled with, instructions not to cum but to do anything else he wants before you get home.

when you leave him, he's twitching, face twisted tightly, eyes barely open but still following you up until you leave. he won't show how much it affects him, laying still, but you know the moment you close the door...

well. by the amount of precum dripping from him when you come back, the way his face is flushed and how he's definitely not in the same place you last found him -

how those little droplets are all cleaned up but you can smell him where he rutted himself in your bed, to the pillow you sleep on, how he must have fucked himself thinking of you -

you think lucifer likes the toy you got him, after all.

#obey me #lucifer #lucifer x reader #pet au #dark au buddies #dom!reader #sub!lucifer #lemon

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