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Cooking for the House of Lamentation
Let me start this post by saying that over the years I've had plenty of experience cooking for a lot of people. I'm no expert cook whatsoever, just a helping hand in the kitchen during festivals and occasions (which happens multiple times in a year). If you have more experience and insights, please feel free to share!
Let’s start this off by having some sort of baseline so we’re all on the same page.
MC /OC/you/us/we (and what have you) can:
follow a recipe well enough
be in the kitchen and not have it burn down
cook an edible meal at the end of it all
A fairly average cook if you will.
Now, time for chaos.
Cooking for a lot of people is…a lot. A feast for upwards of 10 people can take the whole day. Not to mention buying ingredients beforehand. How many dishes are you gonna cook? Do they go well/compliment each other? What’s the serving size? Are you gonna have desserts too? Do you have the right equipment? Are the ingredients available/accessible? Is there anyone who has a food-specific condition to look out for and make alternatives for? Are there ingredients that need to be marinated/prepped in advanced? Is everything within budget? (These are some questions at the top of my head)
Now the main concern here is volume/quantity. Beelzebub. Need I say more?
Actually, YES. It’s a house full of men. Men eat a lot. Oh, and they’re also demons. So let’s assume they eat/consume significantly more than humans. (You can pitch in your HCs for each brother regarding how much they eat) But let’s say the food has to be for 10-15 people at the very least.
GROCERY RUN!
There’s a whole ass booklet for the groceries, with each brother having their own page/section. Let’s assume there’s no budget constraints (Lucifer can bitch about the cost and budgeting but his brothers need to be fed). Groceries are bought in bulk. Multiple times a week. Emergency trips in the middle of the night or else they starve for breakfast. 
At some point they get their groceries delivered every 3 days or so. The runs are now for necessity/emergency.
But if a brother requests a certain dish, then it’s time to go to the market. Prepare your haggling skills.
THE BATTLEFIELD
Based off of the game (and referencing the floor plan from Wanderer’s Whereabouts), the kitchen is actually pretty spacious. Good. We need all the space we can get for this. I’d like to think Barbatos personally made sure the kitchen is fully kitted out with all the equipment and utensils one needs. (Thanks, Barbs. You’re the best!) No worries on that end.
I headcanon that the kitchen is split into 2 parts: the side where the stoves and appliances are and the side where the dirty kitchen is. That way you have access to stoves/ovens and the fancy appliances as well as being able to cook with coal or in a spit. Increases the capacity for cooking multiple dishes at once. (Please share your HCs for the kitchen!)
PREP TIME
Prepare your hands and arms. Washing, peeling, chopping, dicing, slicing, marinating. Any and every sort of ingredient prep. How many ingredients does this dish have? Are you gonna prep one dish only? Are you gonna prep for two in advance? Mis en place (or whatever the term is im no culinary shrimp)
Also think about the sheer amount of ingredients.
Say, according to the cookbook, this dish serves 5 people and it needs 1 whole onion. Pretty straight forward right? But you’re cooking for 7 demon brothers and one being the Avatar of Gluttony. Let’s go back to the 10-15 people approximation. That means you have to increase the amount (in this case that’ll be 2 or 3 whole onions). That goes for every fucking dish. 3 onions for dish #1. What about dish #2 and #3 and so on? (Honestly, your hands must be well marinated by the time you’re done with all the prep)
Measuring the ingredients too. 1 cup of this, a tablespoon of that, a pinch of this. Please please please let there be enough soy sauce for tonight’s cooking.
Another thing: you’re probably dealing with local Devildom ingredients (which you did not even know existed until then)
Veggies? Sliced
Meats? Washed and cut.
Condiments and seasonings? All measured.
Are we ready to cook? NO.
Please clean up the peels, excesses, undesirables, and packaging.
GET THE FIRE GOING
Finally! The actual cooking part! Take a deep breath and put that pot on the stove. Good luck cuz you’re gonna be juggling between multiple dishes just to be able to get ready for dinnertime.
One dish is boiling so the meat softens? Time to fry. Oh and have you checked the one you were marinating? Please add that to the veggies in dish #2. Don’t overcook the pasta for dish #1! Please adjust the heat, that pot is boiling over. Taste test for dish #3. Hhm needs more salt. Is the meat soft enough? Good, let's season it. Please mind the fire! You’re gonna char the one you’re frying. This one has marinated long enough, we can add it to dish #2. Take dish #1 off the heat. I think it’s done. Do you think this is fried well enough?
It’s hectic. It’s a mess and a half. You make sure nothing is overcooked or undercooked. Taste test to make sure everything tastes fine. (are the dishes safe for human consumption tho)
ALL DONE!(?)
You wish! Now you have to deal with the clean up!
Wash everything you used for cooking. Pots, pans, knives, measuring cups and spoons, plates and bowls you put the ingredients in, the tasting spoons you used, the ladles and spatulas, etc
Please clean the stoves, sinks, countertops/tabletops too.
Oh yea, put away the excess ingredients and return the condiments and seasonings.
You still there? Still got energy to study and do homework later?
Personally, i clean as i go whenever i have the time in between tending to the dishes. I hate hate hate a messy/dirty kitchen while i cook it makes me wanna rage
DINNERTIME
These fuckers better sit down and eat what you cooked. No. Who the fuck cares if someone is being rowdy or moody or being dramatic. NO ONE wastes your efforts in preparing the food. Sit down and EAT.
I mean alright, maybe you can tag team dinner prep but it’s still a lot in terms of quantity and sheer volume. Will that brother be of actual help in the kitchen?
To sum it all up,
May the Universe have mercy on MC when they’re on cooking duty.
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obaby-obeyme · 1 year
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A new exchange student has arrived
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🙏🏻 ⛪
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rin-rin-winter · 1 month
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Finished the first design! So, what is it?
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For a long time I had an idea in my head that what if...MC could literally use weapons from pacts? Like a little bit of their power
Every weapon matched the demon who the pact belongs to
MC would be literally taking the weapon out of the pact
Then a little bit later on I saw Lucy from anime Fairy Tale and she had the most close ability to what I was thinking of for MC! So I also was inspired to take idea of also creating an outfit that will appear each time MC takes out the weapon
BUT there's one thing!
To different MCs the closes and weapon is mix of their style and style of the brothers so it will be different for different MCs
Here's Rina's one with Beel's pact!:3
Would you like to try out this idea on your OC?
Example of what I meant:
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trash-opposum · 7 months
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Diavolo: Mammon! I’m glad to see you’re getting close with Raena!
Mammon: what? That’s stupid. Why would I be getting close with a dumb human.
*insert Mammon sitting on Raena’s lap as they’re having this conversation.*
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*Mc is casually searching around the room*
Satan: Hey Mc, what’re you looking for?
Mc: My will to live.
*Mammon walks into the room*
Y/n: Oh, there it is.
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zatii · 28 days
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shameless
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psa i took those bookshelves off google HAHA
anyways. story time!;
Fresh from getting into a relationship, both Lucifer and Sephtis agreed to make it a secret until Lucifer was comfortable enough.
On a random night, Sephtis accompanied Lucifer to the royal library. The raven haired male needed a book to continue to help his boyfriend's basic studies.
On the other hand, the brunette took this opportunity to have a mini date with his beloved stoic boyfriend. Stealing glances. Exchanges gentle fingertip touches until they hold each others hands. Lucifer didn't want to admit it, but he was flustered from the way his boyfriend treated him like a rare diamond.
Suddenly, the doors to the library burst open. A few voices sounded out. One of it was a female voice. The other couple were males.
Lucifer knew very well whose voices they belong to. It was three of his younger siblings. Mammon, Asmodeus and Lilith.
"I swear they walked here together! You have to believe me!"
"Of course we believe ya. Now, where are these two lovebirds!?"
"Aren't we supposed to search them stealthily..?"
How was Lucifer not surprised? These three--in fact of all of his siblings have been suspecting Sephtis and him to be together. Now that they are, it made everything worse. He bit his lip, cursing at himself that he had forgotten his loudmouth of a bother of his siblings.
"Lucifer?" Sephtis called out in a soft tone. Immediately, all of Lucifer's burden from his shoulder had been lifted. He looks at the other. Uttering a single, "What?" Sephtis only gave him a smile and intertwined his fingers with the other. "Let's get further into the place," he suggested and gently tugging Lucifer deeper into the Library's corners.
They arrived at a spot where it was darker. The only luminating light available was the small lamp right far from the centre area, where an empty reading table sits. It casts a warm orange glow, lingering onto their skin.
"Sephtis. I am not sure if we should just hide out here. We could explain to them the main reason to as why we are-..." Lucifer's throat had gotten caught with a lump--seeing his boyfriend staring down at him. Eyes with nothing but full of love. Sephtis tilted his head slightly, curious to what the other would say next. The ravenette sighed softly and crossed his arms. "Never mind. I wouldn't mind spending more time here with you," he whispered, earning a light chuckle from his lover. Which made him unconsciously laugh too.
Voices from the unwanted guests began to fade in louder by each second, alerting the couple. Suddenly, the air around Lucifer began to tighten. He felt Sephtis's body pressing against his. He was closing up the space between them and locked his boyfriend in place by pinning him against the bookshelf.
"Sephtis! What are you doing?" he exclaimed, trying to push him off. Face flushed with a bright pink hue. He wasn't used to affectionate touches or some sort that Sephtis gave him. He always prioritised his work. Nothing else. Now that someone had come into his life and changed his whole routine. Everything felt so elusive, yet it felt better.
"We have to be quiet if we don't want to get caught," the brunette replied. Silence fell. The sound of hearts beating could only be heard between them. "Your heart is beating fast and loud, Lu," he mentioned. The other's face reddened further with the nickname. "Don't be so modest. Yours as well," Lucifer snapped back.
They stood still while listening to the trio walking and chattering about. Though, their voices were muffled and distorted out. Reason being them focusing only on each other. Their heart raced to the point where they beat as one. Their eyes met, and only one thought came to both of their minds. They just want to kiss each other!
Lucifer felt so pathetic. His pride was crumbling down right in front of him. All because of his gullible of a boyfriend. The only one who made him break. It genuinely annoyed him. Stupidity is attractive to him for some reason.
"Lu. May I kiss you?" Sephtis asked ever so bluntly. A heart skipped a beat. The ravenette scoffed and gave him a smug look. "You think you can get me to agree to that?"
"I am not sure. I'm asking for your consent first," One day. Just one day, this man will kill him with his words. Lucifer cleared his throat and stretched his arms out. Cupping the brunette's face. "Then, come and wrap me around your finger, my love,"
Yeah, they got caught.
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electric-spider · 16 days
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Ace in devildom 4
UNDER EDITING!! Check my M!list for previous parts here!
Recap: Plus it's almost dinner time… ok, new plan, dinner, shower, attic. I have a feeling this is going to go downhill… oh well. It's a problem for future me!
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“I'm a human, like you,” Belphegor said. Well, firstly I'm not human and secondly he's lying too. How hard is it to just tell the truth? “You need a pact with lucifer-” “no, I'm not making a pact with him. Plus I don't think he’d agree either way” I say, cutting him off.
I don't need pacts at all to break him out. However, I'm gonna drag this out… just a little… Or I could release him sooner… I don't know… “I'll see what I can do…” Im not letting him out anytime soon, suck it loser.
I teleport back to my room and collapse on my bed. Hm… I'll give him a month, max. Don't wanna disappoint him too much…. Wonder how disappointed the others will be… how disappointed will Belphegor be? Oh well. I'm going to bed.
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I'm awoken by mammon bursting into my room yelling about how beel is gonna eat my food. “I don't care now, get out!” I say into my pillow he huffs and closes my door. I need to get my cats today. Why don't I have school today?.. Right, I slept in… welp, Lucifer is gonna be mad.
I sit up and immediately lay back down. Ugh, I'm tired and I didn't even do anything yet. I get up and open a portal, I walk through it and grab their bowls and food. Luckily it's a one trip thing. The sound of their food was enough temptation to follow me through a portal I guess.
Can't blame them, I would probably do the same. I'm quick to pour their food into their bowls and pour water from my water bottle into their water dish. Ok… all animals secured! Will Lucifer let me keep them? Wait,no, why would I care if he does.
He can't stop me. I sit back down on my bed and get on my D.D.D what does that even stand for? I pull up my playlist which took me FOREVER remake from my human world phone but worth it. I shuffle my playlist, put in my headphones and blast my music, surprisingly not busting my eardrums in the process.
I pull out my sketchbook and a mechanical pencil. I hum to the song as I draw, but my sage decided that my sketchbook looked like the most comfortable place to lay. I sigh as I put my pencil down and pause my music.
“Really, Sage? This was the best spot in the room?” She meows. I sigh as I scratch behind her ears. I swear they know what they're doing. Someone knocks on my door. People actually knock? In this house?
Someone call diavolo! “Come in” oh, it's Satan. Well I'm not too surprised he knocks. He spots my cats and looks like he might cry if he can't pet them. “You can pet them” I say, biting back a laugh, he makes quick work of sitting on my bed and petting Forrest.
“What are their names?” “Sage and Forrest, they were born from the same litter. Not sure if there are more or not but I got them together” I mumble as I take my sketchbook from under Sage and put it on my nightstand. Welp, this isn't how I planned on bonding with Satan but it certainly works.
Despite his calm nature he feels… angry.. well he is the sin of wrath. Makes sense I guess…
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I'm fucking exhausted…. Getting less than 10 hours of sleep a week isn't good… Would barbatos care if I just texted him? At like 3am? Maybe I would have better luck with diavolo…
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Are you awake?
If not it's fine i'm just gonna rant then
delete the messages.
I can't sleep so I decided to text you.
i'm bored
My cats are staring at me cause I
Woke them up. Oopsies.
You have cats?
yes and when did you wake up?
I've been up but decided not to text
back because of your first message.
Oh. Sorry.
It's fine! Your having trouble sleeping?
I could have barbatos bring you over.
No, Lucifer would be mad.
Are you sure?
Yeah, plus I've bothered you enough.
You're not bothering me at all?
Read at 3:15am
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Liar… I sigh and delete the messages, well that's just fucking grand. Maybe I shouldn't have texted anyone at all. Or texted barbatos. He never really checks his phone. Oh, speak of the devil and he shall appear.
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He is worried about you
Barbatos? Who?
Diavolo and is sleeping truly an issue for you?
That's how you get left on read.
My apologies.
However is seems like an issue you
really struggle with
yeah, so?
I've always struggled with it
Maybe tomorrow you would like to talk about it?
Love you but no <3
I see. Know we are always willing to help
Read at 3:23am
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I sigh and put my phone down, maybe if I fake sleep I'll actually fall asleep. I grab my sleeping pills and put two in my mouth and drink some water. That should work.. I hope..
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It didn't work for shit… My head hurts… just another migraine… I sigh as I sit up and start to get ready. I glance over at my pill bottle. Migraine medicine, store bought but pretty strong. The side effects might not be worth the risk..
I read the warning label, do not take sleeping pills, on an empty stomach, after taking adrenaline and so on… could cause nausea, headaches, dizziness, blackouts, and vomiting. I sigh and toss them in my bag. Maybe it will go away on its own.
I walk downstairs and join the others at the table.
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I hesitate before clicking on Elias’s contact, he always manages to make me feel better.
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Hey angel, I miss you
Ace? Is everything ok?
I miss you too <3
just another migraine
Devildom taking a toll on you?
I'm sorry love
It's fine, how are cam and cyra?
They're good! Worried about our relationship as usual.
they can't help it, stay safe, my angel <3
You too love <3
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“Ohhhh, Ace is in love! Who are you texting?” Asmo's voice snaps me out of my love sick daze. “Is it a succubus? I can be a wingman if you want!” He says. “He's barely been here a week Asmo, it's someone in the human realm” Satan reasons.
I bury my phone in my pocket as Asmo gets up. “Satan's right, plus everyone here is way older than me!” I say. “Yeah, he also needs an extracurricular, we have sports, book clubs, what are you interested in?” Satan asks, putting an arm around me.
It's like he's trying to protect me. “What kind of sports?” “the devildom equivalent of volleyball, basketball, there's also fangol, the sport beel plays” I hum “can you take two sports at once?” He nods “be careful though, devildom sports are more extreme” I nod.
“Which sports?” “Basketball and volleyball” he looks over at Beel. “Can you take Ace to those tryouts?” Beel swallows his food and nods “I'll meet after classes to take you to the gym” I nod. I haven't played in forever but it should still be fun.
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“Ok, turn to the person next to you and review your answers” weird thing to say but whatever. I don't think the person next to me wants to talk to me anyways. “Hey, Ace right?” well damn. I nod “what's your name?” “Kassidy, Kassidy Hart” she smiles.
She is pretty, she has a heart birthmark on her cheek with matching hot pink hearts on her horns. Her eyes are black with purple heart pupils. “Cat got your tongue?” She laughs “sorry, I have a question, the hearts, are they-” “yes, they are real” she interrupts.
“Sorry, I get that question a lot” “it's fine, you're a succubus, right?” She nods “how about I introduce you to my friends after class?” I sigh “sorry but I have tryouts for two sports today..” “It's fine, let me have your number so I can keep in touch,” she says.
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Kassidy is nice, I'm lucky I have at least one friend in this school. Outside of the others. “Ok, you know what a serve is right?” “Yes” “ok, let's start there, serve the ball because coach isn't here. I'm gonna record and send the video to him, ok?” I nod.
I sigh and serve the ball as would if no one was watching me. “Good! That was good, let's try some other stuff and go from there” “ok” I just need to keep doing good.
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“You're definitely gonna make the team if you play like that! Basketball tryouts are happening soon so just wait over there and you'll know” he says grabbing his bag. I let out a small sigh, tryouts are shorter than expected but oh well.
I walk over to beel. I also see Barbatos and Diavolo next to him. “What are you guys here for?” “Satan informed us you were trying out for sports with beels supervision and decided to watch as well,'' Diavolo says.
“Have you played before?” I nod “played volleyball but dropped it to learn basketball” he hums “how long did you play for? Throughout middle school?” I shrug “I was homeschooled so I can't really say but yeah, I think” he nods.
“I heard from Asmo someone caught your eye?” I groan “no, I was texting a friend from the human realm and he misunderstood” he laughs “I thought as much, Asmo seems to think you're more than just friends though” I shake my head.
“He's not wrong but he's not right” I don't know what to call my relationship with Elias. Not official is the closest thing I can label on our relationship. The sound of a person walking into the gym catches my attention.
It's Asmo, why is he here? He is quick to put his arms around me. “Hey Ace, after this is over why don't you go out with me?” I can practically hear the lecture from Lucifer already. “Uh… sure and stop telling people someone caught my eye” I sigh.
“i already have someone regardless so-” Asmo quickly interjected “so you are dating the person you were texting?” I groan in response. “I thought they were just a friend?” Diavolo says. Though it sounds more like a question.
“Remind me why I'm talking about this with you guys again?” I say while trying to get out of the vice grip Asmo put me in. “Because you have yet to tell us who this mystery person is and until you do I'm gonna tickle you!” I sigh.
“Firstly I'm not ticklish, second why are you so interested in my love life?” “because you're still young! Until you tell me I'm not gonna let you down” he says hoisting me up. “W-wait! Asmo!! Beel help!” I yell pushing against Asmo's arms.
Luckily beel decided to be nice and got me out of his vice grip. “Ugh… thanks beel…” I pant out, “i'm not telling you anything about my love life, it's not important” I huff, leaning against beel. “I think having a love life is rather important,” Diavolo says.
“That's not what I meant and that's kinda rich coming from you, got a secret, Diavolo? Please, share with the class” he laughs “naturally there are some secrets that must never be spilled” barbatos nods in agreement.
“First, agreeing with him is insane barbatos, second, I'll find out on my own I guess” I say faking disappointment. “Seeing you try will certainly be entertaining” I nod “I would hate to disappoint so I hope so” he laughs.
The sound of people walking into the gym catches my attention. Basketball tryouts are happening now!
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I sigh as I down my third shot of demonus. I get up and search the crowd for Asmo, if we don't get back soon it's gonna be worse than a small lecture. Thankfully it doesn't take long to find him, now the real issue, leaving with him.
I grab his arm and tug him towards the exit “come on Asmo, if we aren't back soon Lucifer is gonna be mad” he whines “fine, but have to cover next time!” I nod and continue to pull him all the way home. As expected though, Lucifer gives a lecture.
It's unnecessarily long and degrading. He keeps going and going until Asmo's complaining about how he's gonna have sores on his feet and I feel like ripping that metal rod out of his ass and puncturing his skull with it.
I walk back to my room and plop down on my bed. Forrest meows at me as sits next to me while sage takes her spot on my legs. As angry as I feel for some reason tears prick at my eyes. It's not fair. Why did he have to nitpick everything?
As tears stream down my face I think about the fact that I could make a pact with him. The power is at my fingertips… it's not right, but what he did wasn't either. Fuck it… I lay down and sniffle, I hate him. I swear I do.
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I groan as I wake up with a pounding headache. Ugh.. What happened? I check my phone and see I have notifications from the chat between Asmo and Lucifer. I sit up and open the chat.
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Assmo: have you seen Ace?
Lucifur: no, why?
Assmo: I woke up with a new pact
Lucifur: ah, I believe he is still sleeping
Assmo: I can't disrupt his beauty sleep, he rarely sleeps as it is!
Lucifur: I'll let you know when he wakes up
Assmo: thank you Soo much Lucifer!♡
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...shit, no, no,no! I was only supposed to make a pact with Lucifer! I pull the covers off of me and rush to my mirror. There, in all its glory, on my right shoulder is a pact mark, Asmo's pact mark. Shit, shit, shit! This isn't what I meant to do! Call down, just call down...
It's ok... I'll say I did it when I was drunk.. I throw on a shirt and make my way down stairs. Just act normal, as normal as I can anyway....
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captainai-47 · 1 year
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Parallels
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Couldn’t decide if I wanted my Mc to suffer or feel loved so I went with both 😋
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faust-bite · 2 months
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Ahh he seems to be a bit shy about photos and hiding he stole the star off solomons wand oops
A chapter a card for fun~ card template from reydelcastill0
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obeyme-lost-thought · 10 months
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The regret of a Father
This is a fanfic that scream ANGST. Hope that you all will like it. And before start, always remember: The ending isn't what we want, but what she need.
What if Lucifer had a child with Mc, and for some reason he neglects them ? And if the child die? What will do Lucifer?
Good reads
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Prolog
There was an angel who rebelled. There was also a demon, who fell in love. Among them, there was a father, who was not a father. All 3 had one thing in common: they were the same being. Lucifer boasted a lot of qualities and many sang his story. But few know what I'm going to tell you. The Lucifer I'm going to talk about is not the Avatar of Pride, not even the right hand of the king of hell. Not even the older brother you know and certainly not the lover and husband of one of the strongest witches who ever lived.
Our Lucifer discovered what remorse means the day they knocked on the door of the House of Laments. There is much news he received in his long life, but that one was perhaps the worst. But before that, let's go back a few years ago.
The exchange student program conceived by the, at that time, prince of the Devildom had now come to an end. The ending was one of the best, so much so that all the newspapers talked about it for months and months. A union that brought joy and celebration to the streets of the whole capital. Mc, strong witch and one of the human exchange students, had just married the former light bearer now Avatar of Pride: Lucifer Morningstar. With this marriage, the first project to unite the 3 kingdoms was concluded.
But what now awaited the private lives of the seven rulers of hell was an even more difficult test.
An unexpected pregnancy broke the peace that reigned in the new Morningstar family. The news, however, was received with extreme happiness. And as time passed, 20 weeks later, the gender of the future little demon was discovered. A little girl was about to arrive.
The choice of the name was difficult and many "juniors" were proposed. But the final word awaited only the 2 future parents.
Aurora Lilith Morningstar
The first name was in honor of the father: as his name in Latin means "bearer of light", the first name of the daughter meant "dawn" or "sunlight" in greek. The story of the middle name, I think, is known to everyone.
However, our story does not have a happy ending. The more the days went by, the more Mc weakened. Various hypotheses were made about the reason and were gradually discarded, until only one was left. The little girl was killing her mother. How can a human body carry the pregnancy of a half-demon to term?
“Abort! It's killing you." “How can you ask me to kill our daughter.” “I don't care about her. Choose life. Choose me!"
Nothing and no one made the mother, now on the verge of death, change her mind.
And so, on a cold winter day, in the middle of the school exam period, Aurora was born and Mc died.
Even heaven was moved by the cry of the widower, unlike the cry of the newborn, which was heard only by the doctors.
Now, how could Lucifer deal with that "thing", the killer of his wife. And so, for 10 human years, she was sent to her maternal grandparents, who saw in the little girl the last memory of their daughter. But she grew up too fast and they didn't have much time left to live. They showered her with love and taught her kindness. Of demonic had only the speed of growth. At 2 she looked like she was 4, at 6 she looked like she was 10. But temperamentally only to an angel could be compared. As intelligent as anyone before, she never fell behind in school, even though she studied from home.
An extremely rare beauty: hair as black and soft as silk and eyes as red as ruby; a clear and soft skin without imperfections. Unaware of who she had inherited these characteristics from, she grew up calm and serene.
Her life became hell when she had to go to the homonymous place. At the age of 10, and 16 outwardly, with the death of her grandparents she had to move in with the father she had never known.
So full of enthusiasm and hope, she was happy to meet her father. She had many questions to ask him and a lot of curiosity about the demon world. She wanted to know where he had been so far and if he wanted to meet her; If demons are as they are described; How did he meet her mother; If she has a demon form and how to see it.
How could she expect to find such a cold attitude towards her?
But this story is not my job to tell.
I can only tell you the ending, which is nothing more than the news told at the beginning.
“The body of a young girl has been found. She threw herself off the course that overlooks the city”. Why on earth could such a thing interest him? The answer to this question is an anklet with a pendant representing a black wing, where a name that he didn't want to hear was engraved on the back.
Tell me Lucifer, how are you feeling? What does it feel like?
It's not the same, right? Not the same feeling as when you lost MC and Lilith. This is bitter, painful.
Finding out that someone you didn't know has died. “It shouldn't hurt” you said to yourself, “It's better this way”. Yet you are lying in a room full of memories and emotions.
Everything and nothing scream your name. It hurts to miss her. The desire to want to know who your daughter was.
Awards, medals and cups that tell a story in which you are not present, but which was written just to get your attention.
Flowers on a grave don't help you. Tears come down and you can't stop them. They come ashore until they become a sea in which you begin to drown.
Tell me Lucifer, what does a father's remorse taste like
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I'm a Lucifer stan; I love him... i swear.
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undead-thingsz · 11 months
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I love this trope, dumb4dumb
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da-shrimping-station · 2 months
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Obey Me MC
So this is my MC Aren
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They're fiercely independent, having to raise themself in a not so child-friendly environment. They're the type to try and find a solution on their own before even thinking about asking for help. Can be blunt as all hell, sometimes blurting things out before thinking. A decent cook out of necessity.
Takes things in stride and processes it later when it's calm enough to think and look back on the events that happened. Honestly they just shut their brain off and force themself to be logical but once the emotions take over, they have a hard time calming down.
Back in high school, they were somewhat of a delinquent. More like a lone wolf type than anything. They've had their fair share of climbing the perimeter wall to skip class and getting involved in fistfights. They keep to themself but the other students think they're an easy target because of that. They are not. This caused them to be an occasional target for thugs who'd like to "put them in their place". They developed a habit of carrying a pocket knife because of this.
They aren't fazed about magic. The place they grew up in had a prominent culture about folk healing and witches and superstition. They lived with a witch for quite some time after running away from home (they loved her very much and was devastated when she passed).
They have a healthy amount of curiosity, often asking questions to satisfy it. This results in them reading a lot but only for topics they have interest in. Mainly magic. Which is how they and Solomon get along well. Aren loves to ask questions and Solomon is happy to oblige (and flex his knowledge and experience). They were over the moon when Solomon took them in as an apprentice. Satan also enjoys their company and both can be seen reading together in the library.
Could not, for the life of them, get how the brothers manage to survive this long given how chaotic they are. Heck, they wonder how the house is still standing. Seeing the monthly finance reports make them blanch. But they've grown fond of the brothers (yes, even Lucifer). Belphegor, however, is on the top of their shit list and would take A LOT of time for them to tolerate each other without jumping at each other's throats.
Some rapid fire facts about them
is nonbinary
22 years old and 5ft (poor tiny thing, feel free to take their knees out)
vindictive as hell
likes giving headpats cuz they suck at words (especially when they need to comfort someone) and is quite physical with their affection
is more proficient in sigil magic than speechcraft (magic squiggles go brr)
loves to fly (practiced flying nearly everyday, with supervision of course)
exercises regularly, either with Beel, Mammon, or Asmo (or the 4 of them work out together)
enjoys swimming and likes to be in the ocean but needs supervision
has pacts with demons aside from the brothers (hopefully i can finish writing the fic soon oof)
I suppose that's all for now! Please feel free to ask about them (my inbox(?) is open)! Or do some of those ask games or smth.
Once I'm done drawing my demon OCs (who they have pacts with, and some of whom interact with the brothers and Diavolo on a regular basis (tho it's more work-related)) I'll post about them next.
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rui-drawsbox · 1 year
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My two Obey me! Oc's +their demon forms★
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Do NOT ask me what possessed me while i did the first girl demon design because all i can remember is that It was like 3am and i keep saying "one more detail and I'll go to sleep" and oops! the drawing is done :')
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lazyislays · 7 months
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Started playing obey me! Had to make an oc <3 here is Julia with Mammon
Julia’s mom is Turkish Greek while her father is Hawaiian, I’ll try to make a ref sheet for her!
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trash-opposum · 9 months
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Mephistopheles: I’m not her boyfriend!
Raena: he’s not my boyfriend!
Mephistopheles: they just don’t get it.
Raena: no why would they?
…………..
Raena: let’s go baby. *grabs his hand and walks away*
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beels-burger-babe · 2 years
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Sister's Keeper pt 6
***I have been WAITING for this one! Oh I am so excited. I really hope you guys enjoy this chapter as much as I do! Thank you all for your patience and support of this series! I love you guys ❤️***
Summary: MC wasn’t pleased about being forced out of their home and into the Devildom for this so-called exchange program, however, they were pissed that their little sister Harper was brought with them. MC wants nothing more than to make sure their sister stays alive and safe while in the Devildom, but first they need to figure out why these Demon bastards won’t stop gawking at her.
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Amber eyes glared straight into yours from under a deep purple fringe.
Thin lips pulled back into a snarl revealing sharp, pointed fangs.
You could feel your palms line with sweat even as you glared back at him.
"Let the show begin!" Asmodeus cheered as he pranced between the two of you in mini denim shorts and tied-up, plaid blouse, as though this was a car drag race and not a competition to see who the biggest nerd was.
You allowed your eyes to skim across the crowd. Mammon and Satan were standing by Harper's side — forcibly equipped with glowsticks and cheer signs that she and Luke had made the night before. Neither of them looked particularly overjoyed about being there, but you had given neither of them a choice.
"Oh, so you finally came crawling back to us," Mammon pouted as you stepped into his room that morning.
You rolled your eyes. "I told you, it was a sleepover. Now, we don't have much time before RAD, so I need you to listen. Harper wants to go to the competition. She won't listen to me saying otherwise."
"You mean the competition that you definitely shouldn't be competing in?" You and Mammon jumped as a scowling Satan suddenly appeared at the door. "You're just going to get yourself hurt. Call it off."
You crossed your arms over your chest as you rose an eyebrow at him. "I already told you, I can't do that," not when your hands trembled just from being in a room alone with two of these demons — and these were the ones you reluctantly trusted. "I'm going to be competing. What I need you to do Mammon, is get Harper out of there the second things start to go south, and especially if Leviathan gets violent."
Mammon's head whipped over to look at you with wide blue eyes. "What!? No! I ain't just leavin' ya if Levi goes all crazy otaku!"
You narrowed your eyebrows at the behavior — For a second, you could almost believe he cared. "It wasn't a question."
Mammon growled as Satan observed you coldly. "And what about me? I assume you have plans for me in this death-wish as well, Master," he practically spat the word.
A shiver ran through him as your two gazes locked.
Satan shifted as he noticed your attention, and nodded his head in affirmation. Unconsciously, you felt your shoulders relax.
"Rules are simple!" Asmodeus continued. "The two of you will answer my wonderful questions on the series The Tale of the Seven Lords and whoever answers the most questions win! Should Leviathan win, MC will be required to attend and do all his weird nerd things for him so he doesn't have to pull all-nighters or wait in huge lineups," the demon sighed. "What a waste of a prize."
"Hey!" Levi snapped from his side of the room.
"And MC, you minx, if you win, Leviathan will form a pact with you," Asmo smirked and looked over shoulder at Levi as hushed whispers spread across the room. "See Levi? That's how you properly use bets to your advantage."
Great. The competition hadn't even started, and Asmo already had Leviathan looking like he wanted to rip someone's head off.
The strawberry blonde giggled. "Well then, we'll start with you, MC! Get ready for TSL Quiz question number one!" You held your breath, as he pulled a sleeve of cue cards out from his back pocket. "The seven lords are all brothers, and each has a specific name that people know them by. In birth order, name the older, second-oldest, and third-oldest."
A frown dug at you lips. Was ... Was he serious? That's it? Your eyes flickered over to Solomon, who had taken a seat near the back of the room and was smirking like an asshole in delighted glee.
"Corruption, then Fools, then Shadow," you answered easily. "Easy."
Leviathan rolled his eyes as his hands curled into fists by his side. "Any normie could've got that!"
Asmo squealed and threw his hands in the air. "You're absolutely correct! Way to start off the game on the right foot, MC!"
You raised an eyebrow at the excitable host. "Aren't emcees supposed to be unbiased?"
The demon giggled and blew a kiss towards you. "Oh, but I can't help being biased towards you when you're so cute!"
You nearly gagged.
Asmodeus either didn't notice or paid it no mind as he turned to Leviathan. "Alright Levi, it's your turn! Here comes question number one!" Leviathan's gaze hardened as he sharply nodded his head. "In what year did the Lord of Shadow build the Blue Palace for his imaginary mistress?"
"Year 693 of the ancient era," the otaku answered without hesitation.
But you weren't so sold. "Wait," you demanded with a clipped voice. Leviathan's stare was once again locked on you. "Why is his question so much harder than mine? That's not fair."
The room went silent — so quiet the only things you could hear were your own jack-rabbit heartbeat and your breaths. You swallowed thickly as you lifted your chin. "I ... I mean. This is a competition to see who knows the most about TSL If you're asking us questions at different levels, it proves nothing and you might as well be giving Leviathan the win now."
The Avatar of Envy smirked as he tilted his head. "Is that your way of giving up? Tossing in the towel already normie?"
You scoffed, "Hardly. I don't want your pact through a stupid trick like you made me do to Mammon before I knew any better," said demon blushed in recollection. "I want to earn it," it was your turn to smirk this time. "Unless you're scared that I'll beat you if put at the same level?"
Maybe Satan was right. Maybe you did have a death wish. It certainly felt like it as Leviathan growled and whipped around to Asmodeus. "ASK THEM BETTER QUESTIONS!"
Asmodeus shrugged as he peered over at you with what could almost be described as respect glittering through his eyes. "You're funeral," oh, it certainly felt like it.
He cleared his throat as he looked back down at the cue cards. "Okay, MC. You said that last round was too easy for you, so let's try something new! Question two! The Lord of Flies loves to eat cursed goat tartare sandwiches with cheese," you could hear someone's stomach growl in the audience. "But there is one, and only one, instance where he doesn't eat it. Why?"
You took a deep breath as you racked your brain — doing your best to ignore Leviathan's smug expression across the room. The now-familiar buzz of magic spread across your skull.
"So what is this again?" you asked Solomon as you frowned at the pale green vial he handed you.
The wizard grinned while arranging pillows in front of the television. "It's a memory retention potion! If you drink it now, it'll ensure that you will remember everything that we're about to watch plus anything that Simeon will tell you."
Your frown deepened. "Isn't that cheating?"
Solomon paused for a moment before glancing back you with a curious expression. "Would that be a problem?"
You huffed and tossed the vial back to him. "I'm a lot things, but I'm not a cheater. I like to do things on my own."
A bubble of irritation swelled within you as the wizard cackled. "Oh, believe me dear, I've noticed," he took your hands into his own and pressed the vial into your palm. "You're indepent. You don't trust others. You're used to only working alone because you've never had anyone else," your breath hitched as he leaned in close to you. "This isn't cheating. It's putting you at an equal playing field. It's not you asking for help. It's me giving it to you."
You ripped your hands from his, the vial still in your grasp, even as a faint blush dusted your cheeks. "Don't act like you know me."
Solomon chuckled, his silver eyes flashing victoriously as you downed the potion. "As you wish."
"He didn't eat it because the Grand King's mage, who is well known for inedible cooking, made it. Even he couldn't stomach the taste," you answered confidently and took exceptional glee as Leviathan's jaw dropped.
Asmodeus let out a genuine laugh — his entire being lighting up with pure amusement. "That's correct! Very impressive," he purred. "That was a tough one. You really know your stuff, don't you?"
Your scrunched up your nose and instinctively took a step back. "Just move onto the next question."
He let out a small sigh, now looking at you with more interest and intent than you had ever seen from him. "So demanding," with a flick of his hair, he turned back to Leviathan. "Now back to Mr. Reliable himself, Leviathan! Here comes question number two! In the Tale of the Seven Lords, volume 3, page 724, what does the Lord of Fools say in the fifth line from the top?"
You couldn't help but be irritated by the difficulty of the question in comparison to yours. They still weren't taking you seriously.
Leviathan gained an almost whimsy look on his face, as his entire demeanor changed. You made a mental note of his ability to shift so drastically. "Money is my dearest friend and closest companion. It's everything to me. The blood bonds I share with my brothers are like the weak, wispy threads of a spider in comparison."
You gritted your teeth as Asmodeus cheered him on. Of course, it was an exact match. You needed to step up your game.
The demon of lust turned to with that ever-present, stupid smile on his face. "Final round, babe. You think you got this?" He loudly laughed as you glared at him. "Alright, alright. Calm down, tiger. Question three. Regarding the fifth brother, Lord of Lechery, who does he love more than anyone else?"
To most the answer would seem obvious. But after a conversation with Simeon about some of the flaws you had noticed in the characters, you knew better.
"Most would say, himself," you began, catching everyone's attention. "But the truth is that he loves no one. He loves his appearance, but the Lord of Lechery doesn't even know who he is until he meets Henry. And that's when he finally begins to experience true love for the first time. So the real answer, is Henry."
Something in Asmodeus's flawless expression cracked, if only for second, at your words. His glossed lips were parted, but no words came from them.
An impatient grumble of frustration came from the other side of the room. "Come on!" Levi whined. "Hurry up, it's my turn!"
Asmodeus shook his head, a faint blush painting his cheeks as he looked at you and cleared his throat. "A beautiful interpretation and one that is correct," he finished softly. He peered at you deeply, as though you were a creature he was trying to dissect before turning his attention back to Leviathan. "Final question Levi, if you get this, we'll have to go into final death and pull out the big guns to see who really is the biggest nerd," he looked down at the cards once more. "Why did the Lord of Emptiness try to kill Henry even after all the other lords befriended him?"
Your blood froze as Leviathan let out a near-psychopathic cackle - his orange eyes alight with mania. This was it. "That's your big tough question?! HA! This is easy! Everyone knows that he killed Henry because he hated people like him and wanted to slaughter all of them!"
Your heart stopped as you stared at Levi with wide eyes.
That ...
"That's wrong," you whispered.
The crazed laughter suddenly stopped. The air felt heavy around you with the pressure of a thousand stares. Leviathan took two steps towards you. "What did you say?" He hissed — phantom pains shot through your wrist once more.
You felt your legs tremble lightly beneath you, even as you stood your ground. "You're wrong," you spoke firmly. "He didn't kill Henry because he hated him or because he wanted them all gone. He's the Lord of Emptiness," you emphasized. "He's been empty since the death of his sister. He didn't hate Henry or people like them, he used to love them. But because of his sister's death, he couldn't process that. The real reason why he tried to kill Henry is that he wanted revenge for his sister and to fill the emptiness inside him."
Not a word was spoken. Not breath taken.
Amber eyes glared straight into yours from under a deep purple fringe.
Thin lips pulled back into a snarl revealing sharp, pointed fangs.
You felt like you were going to be sick.
"They're telling the truth!" Diavolo spoke with pride from the audience. "MC is correct! What a twist!"
Silently, everyone's faze turned back to you. You gulped nervously as you widened your stance and readied yourself for the inevitable.
Asmodeus's stunned expression slowly shifted into a radiant smile. "That settles it then! The person with the most TSL knowledge is -"
"I won't stand for this!" Leviathan growled. The shadows of the room almost seemed to cling to him as his chest heaved in pure rage. He slowly began stalking towards you. "All you did was stay up one night and marathon the DVDs! You haven't even read the books! The idea that YOU could be a bigger TSL fan than ME, is ... it's..." he frantically looked around, searching for the answer.
Mammon held tightly onto a shaking Harper. "Woah, calm down there, Levi," he called out nervously — cautiously eyeing the tension between the two of you. Satan pressed his lips into tight line.
"NO!" The otaku shrieked — a sound like nails on a chalkboard that you couldn't help but wince at. "I WON'T STAND FOR THIS!"
You couldn't help but gasp in fear as Leviathan split into his demon form and began to charge toward you. "Mammon! GO!" You called out as you held up your arms in defense, doing your best to ignore the sounds of your sister screaming as the white-haired demon dragged her away.
That was all you managed to get out before you were tackled to the ground, your head bouncing pathetically off the solid marble with a loud CRACK. You let out a sharp cry as you felt the gangly demon latch himself on top of you — his claws sinking into your shoulders.
But just as fast as he was on you, a loud roar ripped through the air and he was torn off of you.
You opened your eyes to see Satan snarling over you as Lucifer restrained the struggling Leviathan. You winced as you sat up and felt something warm trickle down the back of your neck. "Thanks," you grunted.
Satan didn't dare glance back at you. "Just following orders. Sorry I wasn't fast enough."
Your breath caught as you finally realized that Lucifer and Satan were in their own demon forms as well. "You're out of control, Levi," Lucifer scolded as he held the demon by the scruff of his neck. "Go back to your room and cool off."
The envious demon's deadly gaze flickered between you and his elder brother and he found himself once more. 
Diavolo stood from his throne in the back of the room. "Levithan? You heard what he said. Enough," you couldn't help but shiver at the utter power in his voice alone. Lucifer set Leviathan back on his feet as the younger demon nodded. 
"Wait," you croaked as you stumbled back on your own two feet. "We ... We had a deal," you spat as you began to slowly walk towards him. 
Satan reached out to grab your arm, "MC-" you weakly slapped away his hands and continued forward.��
Lucifer held his own arm out in front of his brother — ready to interfere if needed as you approached. 
You had never fallen victim to such hatred as you had looking into Leviathan's eyes in that moment. 
"As per the deal, you lost," you snatched his hand into your own trembling grip and clung onto it with all your might as you pulled him closer to you. "I bind thee to myself and my command, you, Leviathan, third born of the Seven Lords, Avatar of Envy," the second you felt his magic course you — a disgusting sludge that burned slowly like magma across your skin before searing into your inner wrist — you dropped his hand. Cold relief finally washed over you.
Lucifer lowered his arm, cautiously eyeing the two of you. 
He gave you an opening. 
You reared your fist back and relished in the feeling of your knuckles colliding with the demon's nose. You bared your teeth in a bloody, feral grin as he went tumbling to the ground. "Leviathan, you sore losing bastard, you will not ever hurt me again." 
Lucifer scowled at you as he crossed his arms over his chest. "That was unnecessary."
Feeling particularly done with the day, you spat a mouth full of blood onto his shoes and flipped him off. 
Without another word, you turned on your heel, facing a wide-eyed Satan and began to walk away.
Or tried. 
You made it two steps before your legs gave out beneath you. The last thing you heard before the world turned black was someone calling out your name.
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You awoke to warmth. To sniffles. To a weight curled up into your side.
It was all so achingly familiar that, for a second, you were able to ignore the splitting migraine you had, and just turned over to curl up around Harper.
"MC?!" Harper cried you hugged her tightly. "Y-You're awake! I was so scared! Satan said you needed to sleep, but your clothes were all red a-and you wouldn't wake up, a-a-and-"
You didn't say anything in response. There wasn't much you could say. Instead, you just held your sister as close as you could and buried your face in her hair. 
Each of her sobs felt like a knife straight through your heart knowing that you were the cause of them this time and not -
You shook you head, wincing as you did, to brush off the ghosts of your past.
"I'm here," you murmured quietly. Harper only held you tighter. "I'm not going anywhere. I promised, remember?" You smiled lightly as you felt a faint nod against your chest. You lightly kissed the top of her head. "You remember what I told you the day that social worker tried to take you when Mom and Dad left?"
Harper sniffled as she finally pulled away and wiped at her tear-filled eyes. "Y-You said that even if we're split apart a-a-and you weren't around that you would be f-fighting to get back to me. That we- we would always find our way back to each other."
"Exactly," you whispered. "I'm sorry I scared you, cupcake. But I'm okay. Just a little hurt. And even if I was taken away, or needed to go somewhere for a bit, I will always, always, come back to you. Okay?"
Harper nodded as she launched herself against your chest once more. You did everything you could to hold back a yelp from the flare of pain that shot through you. 
You took a moment to glance around the room and finally noticed that you were alone. "Where's Mammon and Satan?"
Tiny fists curled tightly against your uniform in response. "No more demons allowed in our room. They hurt you."
You smiled as you ran a hand through Harper's hair, wondering what kind of hell she must have given them to actually get them to leave. "That sounds like a good plan to me," as you lifted your hand to caress her head once more, a brilliant orange mark now branded into your wrist caught your eye. 
A stone sunk into your stomach as you sighed. 
Three down. Three to go. 
This better be fucking worth it.
*** This ended up MUCH longer than I anticipated but MAN did it feel good to finally get this out! Thank you all so much for the love and support and just being here. You're all amazing and I can't wait to hear your guys' thoughts on this one! ***
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