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married-to-google-translater · 2 years

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Public call out to @Toyawastaken

@Touyawastaken has stolen my work and is passing it off as they own.

Their former username was yourboibi

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In terms of this story, it is good to know that @otomeanimemanga-fandom-writer is my second Profile where in 2021 posted my own works that had not received much visibility.

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This is not even everything. There are at least three more of these. Total plagiarism. Even the GIF of those posts is taken directly from the original. And they probably didn't know that my "main blog" is this big. Probably they just deliberately targeted a small blog so that this wouldn't become such a big deal. This really says a lot about their morals.

And if that's not enough. Nope.

They still had to take @silversparkz art and post it on their own account and still admit that it is not their doing. They didn't even tag the original artist on it. And a mere mention is definitely not enough.

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That is really shameless and gross.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me!#obey me imagine #obey me imagines #obey me! imagine #obey me! imagines #Yandere obey me #obey me drama #obey me discourse #drama #plagiarism #stop plagiarim #plagiarized #admin werty

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kikyan · 1 year

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Oh lord I did not think I had to do this BUT someone has stolen my obey me Headcanons and content! @married-to-google-translater also had the same thing happen to them, this is my call out post on this person.

I dont want to tag them to alert them BUT I have a few things to say. First of all, I think it’s really fucking stupid of you to steal my content word by fucking word. I have the google document in which ALL my headcanons are present along with the dates and times they were finished, I post them immediately after so don’t even fucking try it. “I don’t give a shit what you haters think” I don’t condone bullying, but you’re gonna give a shit on what I say. Stop stealing other peoples content just because you lack creativity. Respectfully, fuck off. I don’t know your age but if you’re a minor do better and if you’re an adult, do fucking better.

This account has stolen my Solomon and Simeon Headcanons, which are a part of my obey side character Headcanons! If you can report them please I’d appreciate that!

This is a link to the original post which includes the other characters!!

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#yandere #yandere obey me leviathan #yandere obey me #yandere obey me x reader #yandere mammon #yandere lucifer #YANDERE SATAN #yandere asmodeus #yandere beelzebub #yandere belphegor #OBEY ME #obey me simeon #obey me solomon #obey me drama

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warper-in-training · 14 days

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okay we all hate solmare & the game's shitty to f2p players but please like be real with it? dont expect the game to like, be easy fluffy and end in three hours after you start? this game is supposed to he smth that takes time, it's nothing new. it was always like this from the start. please do think about what you say-

#this isnt abt the last post but one of their reblogs #kizhu #obey me #more specificly: “the events need 2-3K aps and I barely have 1K” my guy you arent supposed to save up. also 2K aps only last for three days #you need strategy and learn how this game works then start hating on it ffs #ty #obey me drama

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l3viat8an · 5 months

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"THIS IS JUST IN! HUMAN EXCHANGE STUDNET DEEP THROATED THE SEVEN LORDS SO GOOD THEY BECAME THEIR SLAVES. OTHER DEMONS WISH TO TRY THEIR LUCK BUT ARE IMMEADIATELY KILLED MY THE LORDS! More at 11."

Lucifer rolls his eyes and turns to glare at the other brothers, “And which one of you fools, gave out such a ridiculous headline?”

all the brothers shaking their heads and protesting, varying versions of ‘Not me!’, ‘Nope!’ and ‘Why’d ya look at me first?!’ echoing between the other six demons as MC just sits in the middle of everything and grins knowing they’re responsible-

‘n already planning how much they’ll add to the story before the brothers figure out it was them 😌

#MC making up (true) headlines just because they can and because drama is funny #I have goofy / crack on the brain tonight I’m so sorry jshsjshsh #obey me!#obey me mc #obey me #moot mail!#ro rambles #om!#obey me crack #obey me suggestive

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ceniberi · 1 year

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the new total drama cast looks…..

#obey me #obey me fanart #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me levi #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me mc #charlie lamente #beel #om!#om! fanart #total drama

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astaroth1357 · 1 year

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Another Headcanon I'll Take to My Grave:

I like to believe that since he's more or less a timeless being, Barbatos actually has a pretty fucked up sense of time-scaling and priorities. If you think about it, giving a mortal being immortality already messes with their head, so just imagine always existing with the ability to know, see, and affect the past, present, and future. At worst, you would completely disassociate from the world around you and maybe even gain a God complex. At best well... existence would be goddamn boring.

I like to imagine that Diavolo had to train Barbs into understanding things like promptness and urgency by cutting him off from his powers the way he did.

Dia: Yes, I would like my tea right now.

Also Dia: No, 4 years is not an appropriate time to wait for tea. No, you can't just wait until you feel like doing it, then have that future you go back and make tea for the present me. I want the present you to go make me some present tea. I'll see you in ten minutes.

Why I like this so much is that really makes Barbs' devotion to his job make sense. It would be the first time in his gazillion years of life where he like... has something to do. Always, consistently, and he can't rely on time travel to cheat-code his way around it. Bonus points that he won't always know what will happen next to boot!

I also like to imagine that though Dia was able to teach Barbs about urgency in day-to-day schedule, he still doesn't quite get it with other aspects of life like self-gratification. He'll always put off taking time for himself and what he wants because even 50 years of waiting is barely an inconvenience to him. He is literally made of time, he'll get to it whenever.

Then enter in the very mortal MC so someone has to sit him down and explain to him that: "No, you shouldn't wait for like 200 years to finally see if you have any feelings for them. In 200 years, they'll be made of dust."

"And also, no you can't just go back in time to kidnap a past MC and bring them to the future if you figure it out 200 years from now. Be reasonable, they are literally in the room next door. Go talk to them."

Meanwhile Barbs:

#of all the characters i wish were deeper #barbs is way up there #you could get a lot humor and drama out of a guy #who just DOESN'T get this time thing like everybody else does #in my opinion #obey me #obey me shall we date #shall-we-date-obey-me #obey me barbatos #obey me diavolo

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collectorofsoulss · 1 year

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Exile! Mammon x F!Reader

Mammon had a secret life. After all, his brothers can’t destroy what they don’t know. But what if they found out? Would they use this moment to be supportive? or destroy his single source of happiness?

A disagreement within the Household of Lamentation left Mammon packing, which wasn’t the first time. He comes back–eventually. Mammon always found a reason to return home, always. And even then in his absence, he wasn’t truly absent. Lucifer was able to keep track of his wildcard of a brother. He was so chaotic, destruction followed. All Lucifer had to do was pick up the newspaper and read. However, this time around not even the local casinos saw him.

Then finally! He returned. To Lucifer’s surprise, there were no traces of damage. Mammon was different. Here the minute, gone the next. Mammon was only present to handle royal affairs or attend mandatory meetings. Of course, there were occasional moments where he needed to cast judgment on those who were assigned to his layer of Hell, however, once the business was handled –Mammon was gone.

It continued for a few years until Lucifer sought interest in his whereabouts. What changed him? Every demon he sent to trail him wound up missing or dead. The leads were cold, and no information was gained. It was only a matter of time before he did it himself. The Lords of Hell soon found themselves on a trip, scouring the realms of the world to find their dearest brother, Mammon.

When they did not find him during the first search it made them realize Mammon did not want to be found. While Lucifer hunted high and low he discovered rumors and talks about what’s become of his brother. Mammon did have a track record. He was known for entering bad deals, being easily manipulated, baring a curse he was unable to break. They all grew restless, and aggressive in finding answers. Some necks had to be broken, some lives had to be taken. Each result had Lucifer stepping over pools of blood to get to him.

Lucifer had everyone dispersed to cover more ground. Naturally, it was he who discovered the location. The neighborhood was quite…ordinary, basic, a place Mammon would never be caught dead in. The community was bright, friendly with neighbors who’d say ‘hello’ as he, a dark entity passed through white picket fences. A solid knock from his fist nearly unhinged the door. Even in his humanoid form, Lucifer was still large, still mighty. A single flick was all he need, anything more could decimate cities. Frustrated was what he was. His patience ran thin. It was not often Lucifer loses his composure but when it comes to those he loves, composure be damned.

“Hello, how many I help you?”

Lucifer wasted no time getting to the point. “Mammon. Where is he.”

“And you are?”

“It’s not about who I am but what you are going to be.” The air became thin. “Now. Where. Is. He.” A single wave of his hand had the knob snatched from your reach.

Enough of these games, he demanded to see his brother. A dip of his head, he stepped through the low door frame. Mammon was here, he could smell him.

“Excuse me!” you exclaimed, brutally shoved from the entrance. “You need to leave!”

Lucifer’s shadow consumed your form. Tsk. As if you were a challenge, you were barely an opponent. His aura dispersed through your home, immediately plants began to wilt. His crimson eyes radiated the gates of hell, instilling fear into your soul. Maintaining a distance, you accidentally collided into the furniture; the vase toppled over, shattering. A spell left your lips, attempting to buy some time to run–

“Did you really think such amateur hex could work on me?” he adjusted his gloves, breaking the barrier to pass the entrance hall. “You are more foolish than I thought. A trait that will now cost your life.”

“Does he owe you money too?” you whispered. “Please,” you plead. The racing of your heart left you breathless. “I’ll give you the money, just don’t make a scene–”

Before you knew it, small footsteps approached the confrontation. Tiny hands held a stuffed animal, a small child appeared but was frozen from fear. There’s a stranger in the house.

“Mommy?”

Lucifer’s intense demeanor shifted to observe this miniature human. No one else had those striking blue eyes and soft milky white hair. This human was, different – familiar.

The fear was evident in your eyes which made tears swell up in his ocean blues. “M-Mommy, I’m scared.”

“MJ, go back upstairs, I’ll be up shortly.”

As much as he wanted to move, he couldn’t, his legs refused to listen. Even with blurred vision, MJ saw the dark power. It drained everything of its natural energy. He was feeding from life itself. MJ had never seen anything like this, his eyes glossed towards yours and watched how it was consuming yours too. Soon his socks soaked as he made a puddle on the floor. In seconds you raised your child into your arms.

“If you can wait outside, I’ll give you everything I have, just please, leave my children out of this,” you reasoned.

Rage diffused from Lucifer’s body and was replaced with a new feeling, an unfamiliar emotion he dared not name. He took a moment to observe the walls and furniture of your home. Gradually, he approached a frame causing you to take a few steps back. Lucifer held it. There were you…him…and two additional members who ironically looked just like his brother. His dark eyes creased, unable to handle such vital information. Setting the photo down, Lucifer removed himself from the premises to make one single phone call.

In seconds you bolted up the staircase, MJ cradled against your chest until you reached the nursery. Maximus was peacefully asleep when you snatch him from his bassinet. He stirred a little but you hushed him forcefully. Traveling light, you wrapped him against your back.

“Mommy, my socks,” MJ whined.

“Honey, we don’t have time for that,” you grabbed his hand. “Let’s go.”

He fumbled a little, “B-But I'm wet.”

“We’ll change you later,” you promised. Quickly the two of you moved. That man – no, demon – invaded your home without permission. His presence was heavy, he made you weak. For a moment, your knees buckled as you pushed open the door. You surely would have fainted if you had stood in his presence any further.

MJ lagged, small legs unable to keep up with your ferocious steps. Eventually, you boosted him into your arms. MJ’s buried himself deep into your shirt as you move, fearful of what’s to come. The exit was near, you could taste the freedom on your lips. Once you were outside, they wouldn't act. Demons wouldn't dare draw attention once in public. Where there were demons, hunters were to follow. If only you could get out in time.

The second you saw the door, the man was already sitting across the room – comfortably, as if he didn’t break a sweat in arriving before you. It felt as if time had stopped the moment you saw him. Expression – unreadable, he stared, not at you but at your children. He rose while your legs failed to continue. The blood rushed in your ears, your heartbeat – loud.

Everything slowed, you were suffocating in the coldness of his presence. You tried to speak and say something, but there was nothing. Your mouth stayed shut as the demon approached, gradually closing in on the children. Your arms trembled with the lack of control. MJ peeked out from your shoulder and the intruder did not bare the atmosphere of death. Gently, you lifted your babies higher, trying to shield them both from view.

“I am not going to hurt you,” he disclosed.

He was lying, had to be. This demon came with intentions to tear you to shreds. What caused him to change so easily? Your throat constricted painfully. What should you do? Should you run? Stay still? All options seemed useless. Cause no matter what if he wanted you dead, you would be.

“I am Lucifer Morningstar; Mammon’s eldest brother.”

miss-shifter · 4 months

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My dr boyfriends (I have a type)

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oxavane · 1 year

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Touchstarved Lucifer? Getting manhandled by his lovely husband??? It's more likely than you think. More versions here, you know what to do c;

#obey me #obey me nightbringer #obey me lucifer #dialuci #obey me diavolo #obey me swd #diavolo #lucifer #sheep draws #i just want them to be domestic as fuck #but also #give the drama appropriate to a fallen angel admitting his own feelings to the prince of hell #the angst the drama the muah good food

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l3viat8an · 10 months

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Levi:*Full geek mode* I re-initialized the entire command structure, retaining all programmed abilities but deleting the supplementary preference architecture. That should fix Simeon's D.D.D.!!!!!

MC:*Turning to Simeon to explain* He turned it off and back on again.

Simeon: Ooh, amazing!!

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diamonds-place · 2 months

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Rafayel: So you're the other fish boy MC told me about.

Levi: Sea serpent.

#would they like each other #i mean theyre both shut ins and drama queens #fish boys unite!#obey me!#obey me leviathan #obey me levi #love and deepspace #love and deepspace rafayel

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marathedemonoverlord · 1 year

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You know the funniest thing about Obey Me I can't get out of my head is the idea that the Demons/Immortals probably are the type to catch feelings during One Night Stands with MC. Like we can have sex with them or ignore them but like they'll be like "OmD they love me." While MC just hits it and quits it.

Here I even got a rank for who'd catch feelings the most:

Diavolo (100% falls in love then gets shocked MC just says it's a "bit of fun"- How can Humans be so casual about this?! )

Lucifer ( He doesn't fuck easily so if he did he's loving pretty heavily and would be highkey offended MC is casual about it )

Mammon ( He's a simp he's gonna fall hard even if you sneeze in his coffee )

Leviathan ( Heard a headcanon he's a virgin... Don't hurt my boy like that tho 🥺 )

Satan ( He would fall. He's a romantic he would love MC even if they used him and beat himself over his feels )

Simeon ( Simeon's a strange case I feel like he'd love MC enough that he'd fuck but like if MC pulled away or just hit it up as one night stands he'd accept it because he wants MC happy and not fully committing to the love would make him feel better as an Angel )

Beelzebub ( I think he'd be okay with whatever MC wants casual or real but he'd REALLY want it to be real... )

Belphegor ( I wanted to put him higher but I like the idea Belphegor knows he has no right to want more from MC after murking them that one time )

Asmodeus ( He loves HARD but he's the Avatar of Lust. He'd never love anyone deeper but he'll survive with what you give him even if it's just banging out cheap ones )

Barbatos ( Dude is possessive but also serves Diavolo. He'd give you a one night stand then ditch YOU because Diavolo can't find his lucky footie pajamas. Sorry yalls Diavolo's your cockblocking child now )

Solomon ( He knows the score. He can follow the assignment's direction. He probably won't mind more but you know... Humans having casual sex and one night stands isn't something he's unfamiliar with )

Anyways what's your rankings?

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collectorofsoulss · 4 months

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Exile! Mammon xF!Reader Pt 4

Rain. Blood collected with the rainwater, mixing as it trailed into the sewer. MJ’s eyes casually followed it until they landed on your staggered form against the wall for support while Papa held your sides as you retched. It was not too long ago he arrived; him being the demon he was, it easy to trace your scent. Mammon sought after you in an attempt to win you back. He was not one to wait or let things ‘cool off’ he could not bear the fact you were upset with him.

Mammon had instructed MJ and Maximus to go inside the car and wait. Head laid against the window, MJ exhaled, his breath fogging the window before clearing, there he noticed his reflection, studying the reality of his image until he spotted Maximus staring with curiosity.

“Am I going to get horns too?” he touched the top of his hair, feeling for signs.

MJ said nothing, ignoring him he stared at his bloodstained hands. The image of your expression flickered in his mind, he felt…ashamed although you said nothing. The ambiguity of your face made him scared. Did you not love him anymore? He soon felt a tug on his wing, Maximus pulling at the appendage.

"Can you fly?"

“Stop it,” he mumbled, casually nudging him with it. “Leave me alone.”

“Why you get to have them and I don’t?” Maxi whined.

“Mama said it’s a curse, I’m not supposed to have these,” he whispered.

The sudden loudness of your voice drew their attention away from each other and to their parents. Climbing into the passenger seat, Maximus gazed out the window for a better view. It was a slight distance, and the rainfall muffled your voice, however, MJ's ears were sharp. He heard everything.

The clothes were glued to your skin, teeth chattering from the coldness of the rain. The breath your body chased was never caught, between the puking and the adrenaline, it left you breathless. Heavily your chest rose and fell in attempts to grasp reality.

“Babe,” Mammon reasoned. “It’s rainin’ let get outta ‘ere and talk at home.”

“No,” you kept your distance, “You didn’t see what I saw! I need you to reverse it right now, whoever the hell you pissed off caused our son to do that!” you pointed to the dismembered bodies sprawled across the alleyway.

Mammon set a hand on the nape of his neck as he faced away from your intense gaze, he began to pace. He shifted his weight, one foot to the other as he built up the courage.

“I’ll…I’ll explain everythin’ to ya,” he breathed. “Just not here.”

The rain coated your face, dripping from your brows and quivering lips. At this point you could hardly feel your toes, regardless you remained unmoving.

“It’s hurting my baby,” you gritted. “I don’t want it to get worse.”

“No one ain’t do nothin’ to ‘em,” he confessed. “It ain’t a curse.”

Mammon slowly found the courage to face you. In the depths of your eyes twirled with disbelief, confusion and the searing pain of betrayal. Unconsciously, your body curled inward. The words tripped on your tongue, barely escaping as a whisper, “T-then what?”

Mammon’s heart clenched at your vulnerability, he never intended to keep this secret for so long. He was going to tell you! Not on the first date – or third! Not on the day he proposed or the night of his wedding! Everything was going well, telling you would have ruined everything he’s worked hard for.

He was truly afraid. Afraid you’d see him just like his brothers, that you too will gaze at him with eyes of disappointment and scorn. Mammon desperately ran from his greed, the past and who he was destined to be. He thought it eventually would fade with time. The single thought of you hating him, distrusting him – he simply couldn’t handle it. It’ll break him, like how your look alone is breaking him right now.

“I’m a…” he struggled to get it passed his throat, “…a –”

The woman’s words decided to echo in your mind. “…a demon,” you finished for him.

He looked into your tear-filled eyes. “All these years…” you murmured, “a-all these years,” you repeated. The outside closed in around you, the space was suffocating from the weight of his confession. Every piece of furniture, the photos, they all mocked you for the life you had built with this man, this demon. Everything you’ve once known about him was lies!

“Were you even an orphan?”

“…no.”

Spinning around, you could not bear to look at his face! “You knew…all this time?”

He did not have to speak for you to know his answer. Immediately you began to walk towards your car where your children were waiting.

“Baby please!” he clutched your arm, delaying your departure. “I was just scared,” he stammered, his eyes plea for understanding. He hoped you’d be able to see beyond the label and had grown to love the layers of his character. “Afraid if you knew, you’d see me as a –”

“What! A monster?” you interrupted, finishing with bitterness. Wrenching your arm from his touch, “Are you!”

The tears eventually cascaded down your cheeks. The weight of your accusation filled him with disgust. Mammon knew his previous actions could mark him as that but every day he found against his instincts, suppressing the desire. Temptation was everywhere, wealth, power and the humans displayed it well; it was partially oozing from their pores. There were moments of weakness but each time he chose you and his children over his selfishness. Mammon was fighting his demons but he couldn’t fight them if the demon was him.

Mammon tried to touch you again, “Babe, c’mon you’d know I’d never –” you raised your hands in defense, flinching. Not once you look at him like that before – ever. It scared him. Mammon stared at his palms, eyes shaking with terror. “I’d never h-hurt you,” his voice was a whisper, however, his words were swallowed by an abyss of mistrust. The way you stood there, staring with foreign eyes. Internally Mammon crumbled to pieces.

“No,” you breathed, “I don’t know. Do you expect me to believe anything from you?” Little by little you stepped backward, “I never asked for any of this! You never gave me a choice!” you shouted. “And that’s the most selfish thing a demon could ever do!” Mammon was speechless; he watched you slip from his grasp and out of his life.

Maximus saw your figure appearing closer, and quickly he went into the back, throwing himself in his car seat. The second the door opened, you made sure he was fastened. He saw how your hands trembled, you barely buckled him on the first try. Soon after, MJ saw you were going to do the same for him but noticed your hesitation once you saw the blood coating his figure. Regardless, you fastened him anyway. MJ saw Papa was still outside, standing in the same spot you left him in once you got into the car. He said nothing. Maximus strained his head to see where Papa was, eventually speaking,

“Is Papa com –”

Adjusting your rearview mirror, you interrupted. “Not now, mama needs quiet time.”

Mammon's spirit sank into the lowest pits of hell, returning to where he rightfully belonged. There he was in the dimly lit confines of his bedroom. Across his couch, he laid, pillow hugged against his chest, gazed fixed at the picture of his family within his worn wallet. The weight of your absence - was this what it meant to feel soulless? Desperately he desired to see you, to hold you once again, to kiss his children but he could not bring himself to face another rejection. Did he deserve you? Did he deserve them? He closed his eyes, a single tear escaping. His brothers were right. He was scum.

#obey me #obey me!#swd obey me #obey me shall we date #shall we date mc #mammon angst #obey me mammon #om! mammon #family drama #obey me female mc #obey me mc #obey me next gen #obey me fanfiction #female reader #papa mammon #parent mammon #hurt/comfort

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worldsonlylevifan · 2 months

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they learned their lesson quickly...

#based on that one audio drama #angel brings out Levi's inner mean girl #obey me!#om! shall we date #om! nightbringer #obey me oc #obey me mc #oc x levi #obey me leviathan #obey me lucifer #art

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barawrah · 1 year

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all i have to offer today is a tiny beel

#hands him over to u etc #i realised i never make fanart thats not other peoples ocs #like even hq fanarts that ive drawn just feel like a glitch idk how they happened #n that just sucks bc i actually like a lot of stuff n a lot of characters r rly cute #but if its not my ocs i just cannot commit #but thats also understandable really because fandoms creep me out n i dont like getting deep into them #ill just enjoy cute little characters n keep away from the drama u know #speaking like someone who commits to their oc art and doesnt get bored one hour into a drawing #how do people constantly make finished art what r they feeding u guys #ok im done #art tag #obey me!#beel

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