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#obey me chat fic
sparkbeast20 · 1 year
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The Simp Mug
MC: So I got this mug
You show the mug with the writing said "I simp for you" on it
MC: Whoever gave this. Thank you. I'm fluttered that someone actually simping for me.
The brothers: ...
Later that day
The Demon Brothers (New) (7)
Mammon: Which one of you fuckers gave that mug to MC!
Belphegor: Funny. I was about to ask you the same thing Asshole!
Leviathan: This is so unfair! I thought we all agree that we doing it subtly!
Leviathan: But NOOO!! One of you had to ruin it for everyone.
Asmodeus: Right!? Now MC would try and find out who's their secret simp!
Asmodeus: Personally I prefer being called Lover then Simp.
Leviathan: Simp: when a male is overly submissive to someone and gains nothing from it.
Beelzebub: Really? But we gain love from MC in different ways right?
Belphegor: Truth. I like Beel's definition more then Levi's
Leviathan: Hey! I'm telling you what the definition is!!!
Satan: Strange.
Satan: Lucifer hasn't said anything this whole chat.
Lucifer: And you haven't?
Satan: We all know that you treat MC differently.
Lucifer: The pot calling the kettle black.
Satan: Fuck you!
Mammon: Dumbasses! Focus!
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Outsiders (4)
Simeon: It seem I made a mistake.
Simeon: So, Solomon and I were browsing Akuzon for a joke gift for Luke.
Simeon: But before long, the discussion move from Luke to MC. At that moment I saw this mug with a funny saying,
Simeon: Then Solomon explain what "Simp" means. But I didn't realize that I accidently sent that mug to MC as a gift.
Diavolo: Oh.
Barbatos: How did you manage to send such a gift?
Solomon: In our defense, we were both drunk at the time, and we all know how bad Simeon is with Technology.
Simeon: Did you have to added that Last part?
Solomon: Yes.
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cosmicstarlatte · 6 months
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Thirst/comfort???? How about Luci about to have sex with reader (their first time) and they cant at all relax? They're really tense and shaky because they know its gonna hurt. (Luci comforting reader during the whole thing? i dont know if this counts as a thirst)
-🍊Oranchi🍊
18+ nsfw headcanon // minors do not interact
Omg 😩💕!!!
Lucifer is a caretaker at heart and that extends to the bedroom. Depending on what u want huehue 😏
He knows if it's done right, it shouldn't be that painful. Of course he knows everyone is different but he assures you that he will try to make it the least painful as possible, 'slow and steady' is how it'll be done he tells you when he sees how nervous you are.
He would be so soft and sweet, he loves you and he wouldn't do anything to harm you. He would check in on you frequently through out the whole session. He'd be so gentle, praising you when he can.
"Look at how well you're taking my fingers already."
He'd press soft tender kisses to your face and neck as his warm lubed up fingers gently finger fuck you. He'd murmur a small "we can stop anytime you're uncomfortable my little lamb."
He will make sure you're as comfortable as you can be. After all, and perhaps there's some selfishness here, it'd hurt his pride if you didn't enjoy your first time with him.
"Mm...doing so good. The tip is already in, how are you feeling?" He asks and presses a sweet kiss to your forehead.
"Oh my little lamb wants more? Very well then." ⬦
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also someone requested a virgin mc version of this back in june and I've been sitting on it ever since. perhaps I should continue to work on it?🫣
Lucifers part is actually done and idk if I wanna release that by itself or not in case I don't actually finish it... Decisions of an amateur writer. 😔
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i swear bypassing the nsfw filter is a million times easier if you're a dude. the filter prob thinks they're just fucking platonically. <3
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daytaker · 9 days
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Chat Log: A Human Child Arrives in the Devildom
Beelzebub: I don’t remember. Beelzebub: I don't remember that either. Mammon: Oi, Beel, what the hell are you saying? Satan: That isn’t Beel. It’s “the new human exchange student”. Mammon: Why are ya sayin’ that in quotes? Satan: You’ll see. Mammon: The hell does that mean?! Beelzebub: I fell. Beelzebub: I fell out a tree and then I was here. Lucifer: Satan, Asmo, Beel. I thought I said to look after the human child. Why is it sending nonsense in the chat? Asmo: It can’t talk, so we’re asking it questions out loud and having it answer like this! Lucifer: Why did you not create a new chat where you could interrogate it without annoying the rest of us? Satan: Convenience. This chat already existed. Mammon: Whoa whoa whoa, did you say human CHILD? Why the hell did you guys recruit a child? Lucifer: We didn’t. Something appears to have gone wrong in the summoning process. Barbatos is attempting to resolve the issue as we speak. Mammon: Is the kid still in the chat? Asmodeus: Yes, Beel loaned it his phone. Mammon: Hey kid, ya like ice cream? Beelzebub: Yes. Mammon: Well, I got a massive chocolate cone for any human kid who’s willing to come hang out around the central plaza for a few hours. Demons’ll pay good money to get a look at a genuine human child.  Mammon: Hey, Asmo, is it cute? Beelzebub: They want me to tell you I'm not going anywhere with you. Asmodeus: Yeah, leave the poor thing alone! It probably misses its parents! Asmodeus: And yes, it’s adorable! ♡ Mammon: Good, folks’ll pay more for that. Leviathan: Whaaaaaat? Sorry, just backread, but wow! You guys isekai’d a BABY to RAD? LOLOLOLOL Beelzebub: I’m not a baby. Lucifer: I apologize for the delay in sending this message. I was occupied with Diavolo and Barbatos. Lucifer: Mammon, if you take that child out in public and it gets eaten, I will flay you alive. Beelzebub: Do demons eat kids? Mammon: Yep. Mammon: They’re pretty freakin’ delicious too. Way better than old people. Mammon: ‘Cause they’re softer. Lucifer: Shut up and listen. Lucifer: Unfortunately, it doesn’t seem as if this issue is going to be resolved as quickly as I had hoped. Lucifer: Mammon, if I leave you in charge of the human until tomorrow, do you think you can keep it alive? Mammon: What? Why me? Ain’t Asmo and Satan there already? Lucifer: I hesitate to entrust a child to either Asmo or Satan for any extended period of time due to certain personality defects each of them possess. Asmodeus: Rude!!! Mammon: What about Beel? Lucifer: Beel would certainly eat it. Mammon: …Yeah, I guess that’s fair. Lucifer: Satan, Asmo, Beel. Please take the human to the school gates and wait for Mammon to retrieve it. In the meantime, Diavolo has graciously offered to lend it the D.D.D. he had prepared for the original transfer student, so stop by the dean’s office to pick it up. Asmodeus: Fine, we're going. Mammon: I really gotta do this, huh? Lucifer: Yes. Mammon: :( Leviathan: LOLOLOLOL!!! This is hilarious! Lucifer: Don't think I've forgotten about you, Levi. I'd like you to prepare a few dishes Barbatos says are in vogue with human children. Leviathan: Wait, are you making me its personal chef? Mammon: Ha! Serves ya right! Leviathan: Shut up, Mammon. Lucifer: Macaroni and cheese. Lucifer: Chicken tenders/nuggets (in the shape of dinosaurs, if possible) Leviathan: Dinosaurs? Lucifer: Apple juice. Lucifer: Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. Lucifer: French fries. Lucifer: Cheese pizza. Leviathan: Do I have to make all of this right now? Lucifer: Chocolate chip cookies. Lucifer: Human-world grapes. Leviathan: Am I being trolled right now? Lucifer: Absolutely not. Prepare one dish immediately using whatever ingredients we already own. Lucifer: Human, if you are still here, I would like to extend my deepest apologies on behalf of the Royal Academy of Diavolo for this unfortunate mistake. Lucifer: I hope we are able to resolve this in a timely manner.
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sheepiemc · 5 months
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your touch (a craving)
part 2: arm (first)
You were on Diavolo’s mind again. 
This seemed to be happening more often than not these days, especially after that infamous bus ride a few weeks before. The warmth of your thigh on his still made him crazy whenever he thought about it. The strength of his willpower was astounding; how he didn’t end up just pulling you onto his lap because of that touch was beyond mortal comprehension. Such were dangerous thoughts for the future King of the Devildom.
Something you had said that day kept bringing him back to that conversation. Somehow, you got on the topic of Devildom flora and he mentioned the Flowers of the Abyss in the school garden would soon be in bloom. You said you hadn’t gotten to explore the gardens much, as it wasn’t a part of the very brief tour you got from Mammon that very first day. 
“We’ll need to rectify that immediately,” he remembered himself saying, leaning ever so closer - just as you did to him earlier on the bus. 
You tilted your head as if you were surprised by the prince's sudden boldness. “I would really appreciate that, Diavolo. Thank you.” 
The way your eyes brightened with your genuine smile made his heart soar; he'd been riding that high ever since. And he definitely clocked you dropping the honorific in his name. He had never been so excited to be disrespected (something to unpack at a later time). 
And so, it was time to fulfill his promise. 
He had finally cleared up his schedule and worked some magic behind the scenes to make sure you had the same time off. He texted you as soon as he was done to ask if you were available for the tour (even though he already knew the answer). You texted back almost immediately that yes, you were free and you would like to cash that rain check now. 
Diavolo looked out the window. It wasn't raining. 
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You texted back, “I'll meet you at the garden gate.” 
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He tried to control his excited gait as he made his way to the garden from the student council office, but if anyone saw how fast he was hustling through the halls, they would know something was up. 
Approaching the garden gate, he stopped when he saw you - close enough to observe but far enough away for you not to notice him yet. You were looking away from him, leaning against the fence that surrounded the perimeter of the garden. 
He admired the way your hair looked in the eternal Devildom starlight, though it made him wonder what it looked like in your natural environment. What did it look like in the sun? Did it feel as soft as it looked? 
You looked down at your phone and he could see your face in profile. He leaned against the fence now too, gently enough so as to not alert you to his presence. He wanted to memorize that profile, to become so familiar with it that he would be able to recognize you by its shadow. You smiled so fondly at whatever you found on your phone, and it made Diavolo's chest tighten. It was a stunning sight, to be sure - but he felt a sting of envy that he wasn't the reason for that smile.
“MC!” He waved and you looked at him, only a little bit startled.
“Hello, Lord Diavolo.” You put your phone away and turned to him, smiling wider.
He stopped short at the formality, leaving a respectable distance between you. Of course you would use his title here, in the hallowed halls of his very own institution, but that didn't make the blow land any softer. 
He schooled his features into his “jovial prince indulging another of his whims” mask and asked, “Are you ready for your first official tour of our gardens? I can't believe it took this long for you to get to see them. We'll have to fix that for the next group of exchange students we bring in.” 
“Yes, well,” your smile faltered infinitesimally, so minutely, anyone else might not have seen a difference. But Diavolo did. Demon that he was, he felt slightly vindicated but it didn't make him feel any better. In fact, it only reminded him that your stay here was temporary. “I'm glad you're the one that gets to show me, My Lord .” 
He was startled by the emphasis on his title. Could you really see right through him? He almost shuddered at the thought before fully turning away from you to open the gate, allowing you to walk inside. “It's a huge garden and we have much to see so let's get on then, shall we?” 
You walked past him, your smile ever so slightly morphing into a smirk. Diavolo released a breath he didn't realize he was holding and closed the gate behind him. 
You wound the serpentine trails of the garden at a decidedly uncomfortable distance. Diavolo kept you at more than arm's length, a distance he maintained every time you stepped a little bit closer. He named every interesting plant you pointed out because what else is a prince to do for millennia if not memorize every plant name in his domain? 
When you arrived at the section affectionately called “the flower fields”, you couldn't hold in your enthusiasm for all the strange, beautiful, and entirely unfamiliar flowers that populated this part of the garden. Your glittering expression softened Diavolo’s heart, reminding him why he chose to bring you here in the first place. 
“Those would be the Flowers of the Abyss.” He gestured to some flowers with dark purple petals with a black gradient and blood-red stamens, a combination you had certainly never seen on any flower on earth. 
“Can I touch them?” you asked. 
“Smart of you to ask,” he smiled. “If you wish.” 
He watched you, standing on the other side of the trail, as you tentatively reached out for the plant, rubbing its petal between your fingers. Your lips parted in a near-silent gasp. Diavolo gasped too, albeit involuntarily, his attention oscillating between your fingers and your face. 
“It's so soft,” you whispered reverently as you gently cupped the flower in both hands. You leaned in, bringing your face closer to the bloom. Diavolo swallowed hard. Was he really getting jealous of a flower? In trying to feel the petals against your cheek, you managed to get some pollen on the corner of your mouth. “And they smell delightful,” you sighed, standing up straight, and releasing the flower from your grasp. 
“MC, you have-” he couldn't finish the sentence, so he only vaguely gestured to his mouth, wishing he could get it off you himself. 
“Oh,” you wiped it off with your thumb and looked at it quickly before sticking your thumb in your mouth. “Mmm, sweet, too.” 
At that, Diavolo had to look away or else he might end up doing something he would certainly regret. That's when he noticed all the Hell Jasmine growing on his side of the trail. Stepping away from them, Diavolo cleared his throat, saying, “Yes, well, there is still more garden to get to so let's-” 
“Of course,” you interrupted, “I know you're very busy, you must have something more important to attend to today.” 
Anyone else listening to you might have taken that statement at face value, as someone being considerate of a prince’s schedule. But if you could read him, then he could read you just as well. 
He heard the subtle hurt. 
And it crushed him. 
“That's not-” he started. 
That's when time slowed down. As Diavolo approached you to try to assure you that you had his full attention, you stepped toward him as well. What you didn't see was the creeping vine that caught your foot as you stepped away. 
You were falling. 
You reached out for something - anything - to steady yourself, to catch yourself before you hit the ground. That something just happened to be Diavolo. His arm to be exact. The desperate grip short-circuited his brain and all he could think was please, don't let go. Long dormant synapses were firing in his brain and his eyes were only focused on where you two were touching. When you looked up at him, you realized just how close your faces were. You could've been standing there for an eternity, or only a few seconds - the Prince was absolutely transfixed.
You could've been standing there for an eternity, or only a few seconds. “You saved me, Diavolo. Thank you. I almost got your uniform dirty,” you joked in an attempt to snap him back to reality. 
He looked at you. 
You looked back at him. 
“Yes, well,” he said, his voice a little strained, “we couldn't have that now, could we?”
You nodded and straightened out, releasing his arm at the same time. He mirrored your posture and placed his hands behind his back, out of sight, so you could not see the vice grip he had on the arm you were just holding. “Shall we continue the tour? We haven't even seen the restricted part of the garden yet.” 
You smiled at him again, “I would love nothing more.” 
And you walked side by side with only a few inches between you.
(next)
A/N: Hell Jasmine is a pale blue, glowing flower with a sweet aroma. Breathing in its fumes makes demons extremely needy and affection-craving. (Obey Me Wiki)
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pseudonymphomania · 6 months
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"But just one night....
One magical night where maybe I'll get to hold him in my arms, just hugging him close to me, feeling him in a way I've never had before with anybody. Maybe he would hug me back when people aren't looking at us. I want to see him in a sleepy daze, not from overwork, but from having had a good rest."
Barbatos: "sir... this is a Wendy's."
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If it's not too much to ask, could I request an imagine or hcs with Satan comforting MC after finding them self harming (or about to but he gets there before they start, if that's easier for you)? If this is too much you absolutely don't need to do this. I've been 3 months clean and some nights are hard, but thinking about comfort from Satan always helps *shy*
Thank you for your wonderful writing; I love it very much ❤️
I am glad that you are clean anon. I know those things and struggles with mental health are hard. But I am proud of you for making it this far and for getting better.
I have personally never dealt with this and I don't know how to properly talk about it, but before I try, I want to make sure I say I am putting it under the cut.
I'm sorry this isn't a full imagine or story, but I hope this helps even a little bit.
TW: mentions of possible self harm
I would think that MC would be missing. Maybe they missed dinner or a reading date with Satan and he went to look for them.
When he finds them their door is locked. He knows what's happening, and he doesn't want to let it happen. So he starts talking to his lovely MC through the door.
The first few things are simple. Generic. Hoping for a response "Are you in there? You missed dinner and our date. That's not like you. Are you okay?"
When he gets no response back his voice is softer as he leans against the door.
"MC. I know you're in there. I already scoured this whole house for you... Don't do this. You are precious and my human. There are other ways to fix these problems, but you need to let me in so I can help you. I promise I will do everything in my power to make them disappear. To see your smile again. To keep you from locking this door again."
There is a long pause until Satan hears a click. The door opens and a crying MC falls into his chest and arms. They both sit there, for as long as MC needs until they feel better and are ready to talk.
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momokotuharumaki · 10 months
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Well, now I want to draw Diavolo and Simeon wearing this shirt.
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arklayraven · 1 year
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Haha I'm in danger?
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sparkbeast20 · 1 year
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Unsent a message
House of Lamentation (New) (8)
MC: You unsent a message
Lucifer: What was that?
MC: It was nothing.
MC: It wasn't mean for this chatroom
Belphegor: I saw what it was.
Belphegor: 😏
MC: Motherfucker! Don't say what it was!
Asmodeus: Oh?
Mammon: Belphie! Tell us!
MC: Mammon...
Mammon: Yeah?
MC: I. Will. Hurt. You.
Mammon: 😨
Mammon: Geez, sorry-
MC: Belphie... I'm warning you!
Belphegor: I won't tell them... If you tell me in private who was the pic meant for.
MC: NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!
Belphegor: All right... The pic was...
Beelzebub: Belphie... I'm sorry.
Belphegor: Why?
Beelzebub: MC... They ordered me... I'm sorry.
Belphegor: Ordered you? For what?
Belphegor: JUHGKJGHHFKJGLKHWI&@%^*(^*_)@**_@)
Asmodeus: 😯
Leviathan: Belphie!
Satan: I heard a crash from upstairs. What the hell happened?
Belphegor: This is Beel. Belphie is knocked out.
Satan: It was you!?!
Lucifer: What did MC ordered you to do to Belphie?
Belphegor: Well, MC did ordered me to ask Belphie kindly to not blackmail them. But if he refuse.
Belphegor: I punch him and their excuse is pay back for the incident so I wouldn't feel guilty for punching Belphie.
Lucifer: 😶
Mammon: 😶
Leviathan: 😶
Satan: 😶
Asmodeus: I don't know if I should be scared or turned on by MC.
Belphegor: I am 😨
Meanwhile
Solomon's chat with you
MC: *Sent a very suggestive pic that involves Solomon's wand and his robe*
MC: Like what you see?
Solomon: Hm~ I do
Solomon: *Sent a pic of him siting in his chair naked, with only a scroll over his lap*
MC: 🥵
Solomon: I'm getting chilly here.
MC: Than teleport here and fuck me already!
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crowaftermidnight · 2 years
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For now I don't accept requests, I will accept them when I will feel comfortable and secure enough about my writing. You can suggest me prompts, tho;
I write about the brothers and the dateables {if you are looking for Luke smut, GO AWAY}. I usually add Thirteen, Mephistopheles and Raphael when I write HCs;
I write for gn!, f! and m! mc/reader {bottom and top};
I write short fics and HCs;
No incest;
You can send me asks, but don't be creepy;
This blog is LGBTQ+ friendly.
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-> Obey Me Masterlist <-
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I do not owe any of the pictures I use. If you see a picture that shouldn't be used or reposted, let me know asap and I will remove it. Thank you!
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kanaiow · 1 year
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the one time you make a chatfic and it blows up with around 100 or kudos and you're sitting there with your 5k draft. Readers why????
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pen-observing · 2 years
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You better hope when i catch up to obey me Barbatos is still my blorbo cus the break up fic i have planned for that man ???? 
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cambrian-creature · 1 year
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Hey watch me resurrect this beloved and canonically deceased fictional character *brings them back to life but fundamentally wrong and irrevocably changed* haha pretty cool, right?
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azriel-ikirus · 2 years
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Azriel: Listen up, you uncultured swines!
Luke: That’s mean.
Azriel: IDC!!!
Lucifer: What is this about?
Azriel: which one of you good for nothing, uneducated, no life having mofos hacked my laptop and set to play and endless loop of crappy romance audio books?!
Azriel: And trashed my F***ing room on top of that!
Satan: Good for nothing?
Asmo: Uneducated?
Solomon: No life having mofos?
Mammon: that’s just rude.
Azriel: I don’t give a flying rat’s a**!
Azriel: These aren’t even moderately good, they’re depressingly bad and so cheesy I could make me a kitchen full of sandwiches.
Beel: Sandwiches?
Belphie: It’s an expression Beel.
Beel: Oh
Azriel: Who did it?!
Azriel: Step forward so that I may peacefully whoop yo ass!
Mammon: Woah calm down Azzi
Azriel: I refuse to calm down until my room is cleaned, everything broken is paid for, and my computer is fixed!
Lucifer: Azzi violence isn’t going to fix anything.
Azriel: I don’t give a f***!
Azriel: I want my computer fixed!!!
Levi: Azzi I’m coming to your room to fix your computer.
Azriel: Ok thank you
Azriel: Whoever did this better sleep with both eyes open tonight cuz if you close just one I’mma be on you like white on rice!
Simeon: Ok first off, no one here can sleep like that, so how will they do it?
Diavolo: Secondly, how are you going to punish the culprit if you don’t know who it is?
Azriel: I don’t know yet, but when I find out they’re gonna get it.
Levi: Azzi your computer fixed, and everything on the floor looks like it’s been chewed up.
Azriel: Chewed up?
Luke: What is it?
Barbatos: Azzi?
Diavolo: Where did she go?
Azriel: Mother f***ing b**** a** s***!!!
Lucifer: Language Azzi.
Azriel: this is some absolute boosh!!!
Luke: What is it Azzi?
Azriel: Lucifer you’re gonna pay for this!
Lucifer: Why is that?
Azriel: The basement door is literally hanging on its hinges!
Azriel: And Cerberus is nowhere to be found!
Lucifer: What?!
Azriel: That’s not the only thing either.
Azriel: Lucifer’s office is trashed and all his paperwork is torn to shreds.
Lucifer:…
Azriel: Looks like he also broke a few of your cursed Vinyls
Azriel: And got into Mammon’s room
Mammon: Is anything in my room messed up?
Azriel: no, but yo door gon need to be replaced.
Mammon: That’s not that bad.
Lucifer: Did he get into anything else?
Azriel: No everything else looks fine, but the front door is gone.
Lucifer: So he got out of the house.
Azriel: Marydia just texted me, Cerberus is on her front porch chilling with the front door in his mouth.
Lucifer: I’ll go get him
Lucifer: Let her know I’m on my way
Azriel: Alright
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sttoru · 1 month
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to the ask about if i have my fics from my old account; no i dont 😞 i didnt bother saving them when i deactivated T_T
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