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#obey me pg13
sparkbeast20 · 1 year
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MC: *Holding a baby with orange hair*
The brothers: ...
The brothers: *Turned to Beel*
Beel: ...
Beel: I'm a dad!!!
Belphie: Damn, I was expecting Mammon or Asmo to knock you up first-
MC: They aren't the ones who has a breeding kink.
Belphie: What!
MC: What?
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hopeannalea · 1 year
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i have two moods when playing obey me
(warning: raunchy language??)
My MC: *hugging Beel* he’s just like a big teddy bear, he would never hurt a fly
Also, my MC: *to Beel* break my fucking back and rail me PLEASE
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zephyrchama · 18 days
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We know that Lucifer is canonically the only character that's said the F word in Obey Me!. Nobody else has outright sworn. (I know the others say stuff that gets censored and it's primarily for legal/content reasons but hear me out.)
We also know Lucifer has cast curses during events so that nobody remembers what he (and his brothers in multiple instances) looks like shirtless/naked or as a dame.
Is it possible that at some point Lucifer cursed MC to be a pure cinnamon roll, unable to hear the other characters' constant swearing? Cursed to only converse like life is a PG13 movie while everyone is actually incredibly vulgar.
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Stubborn Demon (Obey Me!) fic
summary: Leviathan ends up giving himself a migraine for his pact human to take care of him. In an actual bed that Leviathan ends up sharing.
characters: Marzena (MC/ OC), Leviathan
content: mention of illness, casual talk, established relationship, romance, suggested hanky panky by the end, Leviathan gets kisses (and more)
Leviathan woke up with a screaming migraine ripping through his skull. Making him hiss as he reached a hand up to his face. Which was covered by a warm cloth over his eyes. Which made Leviathan pause to notice he was not in his bathtub or his gaming chair. He was in an actual bed. As well as his jogging pants. With no shirt. Making him squeak to vault upright in the bed. Cursing as the whole world spun and tilted and shot agony through his everywhere. A pair of hands catching him by the shoulders before he toppled over and out of the bed. The scents enough of a give away as Leviathan asked, "Marzena?"
The human exchange student huffed to ease Leviathan back into the bed. "Out of all the dumb things you could do after passing out in your room. I am so glad Solomon taught me a levitation spell to move you. Just stay still. You've got a raging fever and look like someone tried playing ping pong with your eyeballs." Leviathan gave a huff to grumble in irritation. "I was trying to finish the secret ending to my new game. So I lost track of time is all. You didn't have to move me into your room, Marzena." But Leviathan would get a growl for Marzena to actually smack him on the shoulder. "Yes I did! Lev! You've been out for six hours straight! I couldn't even get you to make a meep when I shook you! Face the music, dumbass! You keeled over from lack of stamina potions!"
Leviathan flinched more at the truth of those words that the next smack on his shoulder as he sighed. "Dammit. You're right. I messed up. I guess I owe you for doing a resurrection ritual on me. My bad, Marzena." Leviathan expects another smack from the fuming human. But instead, Marzena sits herself on the bed for Leviathan to feel tears drop onto his skin. Making him still to ask, "Marzena? Are you actually crying?" Leviathan can tell from the silence that she is. But he is unprepared for when Marzena just leans down and hugs him tight. Making Leviathan squeak to hug her back as she speaks. "I thought you were assassinated or murdered or something! Scared the wits out of me! Add in no one else is home and I freaked out! Was about to full on CPR your ass before I realized you were huffing and growling! Don't you ever do that to me again!"
Leviathan goes really quiet as Marzena gives him a rather tight bear hug squeeze for him to huff out what air he had. But he soon hugs Marzena back to press her head to his heart. "Sorry... I'm so sorry... I didn't mean to scare you... I am an absolute dumbass... But I'm okay... More or less..." Marzena nods to then sigh and snuggle into Leviathan's frame. making Leviathan meep and flush from nose to toes as he asks, "Marzena? Uhm. You gonna let go of me anytime soon? Kinda too close to be PG13 here." But Marzena chuckles to place a kiss to Leviathan's lips. Making him meep into the kiss before he melts into it. Marzena giving him soft and slow kisses that leave Leviathan fogged over and happy for the migraine to slowly drift away. Magic soon on his tongue for Marzena to take the cloth off his face. Leviathan opens his eyes to see that Marzena has black circles around her eyes as well as a tiny bottle of magic cure all she got from Barbatos. One of the little pills gone for Leviathan to gasp and look stunned. "You- I- Did you just slip me a magic mickey?! Marzena!"
The human just hums to set the bottle down on the nightstand before she turns back to Leviathan. Giving him a very heated look as she smirks at him. "Stubborn Demon. Like you would take it if I said please. So I did just slip you a mickey cure all. Especially when... We are all alone in the house and no one is going to be ringing the doorbell..." Leviathan goes as red as a rose when Marzena slips off her jacket for him to see she's only wearing a sports bra and her sweat pants. Making him stammer and squeak to then cover his face in both hands to shiver all over. "You sinful opportunist... Is that why you convinced Lucifer to let me stay home?! So you might have your wicked ways with me?! A warning in bold red letters would have been nice, Marzena!" But Leviathan gives a hard gulp to lower his hands and look back up at the human he's bound to by a pact as much as by love. Which has Marzena blush to tilt her head a little to the side as she hums at him. "Like you'd ever have believed me if I did so. But that is the main reason why I told Lucifer we were going to stay home. Asmodeus already gave me all the tips and tricks he was going to suggest for me to... For us to finally make love together. All you need to do is say yes..."
Leviathan can feel how every nerve in his body has gone on high alert. His brain shorting out as he pants for air. But soon he gulps to give a nod and sit himself up better. Reaching out to take Marzena into his arms and start to kiss her with purpose and desire. Making Marzena chuckle into the kiss for Leviathan to growl out in sheer lustful hunger. "Yes. All the yes, Marzena. For you, always. So would you please make me see stars and have my heart explode in fireworks?" Marzena snickers to nip Leviathan's lower lip. "As you wish, Leviathan."
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oraclekleo · 1 year
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Spell [Fanfic]
If you don't read the last line, you can imagine whoever you want in the story.
I'm actually curious who do you see in the role of the male lead. 😂
It's not even 1000 words this time. Super short but not PG13. Read at your own discretion.
Also there are words in latin included. I have used Google translator so if any of you know latin, feel free to correct me. 😊
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Spell
She couldn’t see a thing for the silken scarf firmly fixed on her eyes. Her wrists were tied up together with a smooth thick rope. She was bare naked, vulnerable, completely in the power of that man. She was standing in the middle of the room, her feet feeling cold on the marble mosaic floor. She knew she was standing in the middle of a circle of burning candles. She could smell the melting wax but the warmth of the small flames couldn’t reach her skin. Her arms were lifted up, the rope fixed to a hook on the ceiling. She listened to his steps circling her in the distance, too far away from her. He was taking his time, he always did. He liked to keep her tense and anticipating. Sometimes she thought he loved the complete control he had over her more, than he loved her as a person. Sometimes she thought she should leave him… but she never did, she could not.
A cold blow of a night breeze brushed over her skin making her shiver. She could hear his chuckle somewhere behind her back. She thought he would speak to her now, mock her and make fun of her but he remained silent and his steps were becoming quieter as he was walking away. Will he just leave her there? Practically hanging on a hook, naked, blindfolded, like a piece of meat? She twitched with the wrist ties but the knot was way too perfect and firm for her.
“Don’t even think about escaping!” His whisper sounded just by her ear and she nearly screamed but bit her tongue to prevent herself from doing it. He must have taken his shoes off and creeped behind her silently. “You belong to me, my dear. You are mine and only mine forever.” She never understood how his breath fanning her face felt so cold and yet burned her skin. She craved his touch but she knew she wasn't allowed to talk. All she could do was to wait patiently for his games he liked to play.
“Maybe you still think you can leave me. Maybe you still think you are able to pack your bags and disappear.” She heard him smelling her hair. “My devoted queen can’t disappear from me. I can’t allow that.”
She was hardly suppressing trembling, her stomach full of butterflies, her hair standing up. His presence was electrifying. He never ever raised his voice but whenever he told her to do something, she shivered and obeyed. Whenever he fixed his black eyes, as black as the deepest pit of hell, on her, she knew he could see through her flesh and bones, that he could read the secrets of her soul and watch the darkest corners of her mind. She felt a chill running down her spine whenever he smiled at her. It was scary and beautiful at the same time. She was never the type to submit to anyone until she met him. He made her kneel in front of him and thank him for it.
She twitched with the sudden touch on the skin of her right upper thigh. It wasn’t his hand, it was… Something soft and made of… hair? A paint brush!
“Bellum uxori…*” He whispered and the brush was painting letters on her skin. “Do you know what it means?” She shook her head. “Ego te voco…*” He started to paint letters on her left thigh. “Veni ad me…*” He whispered and started to paint on her lower back. “Invenire viam…* Hic es tu…* Veni nunc…* Invenient me ubi feram sunt…*” He went silent again but kept on drawing on her skin, this time she thought he was drawing symbols. And eventually, he drew his name on her chest, where her heart was beating fast.
“Whenever I speak the words, you will come to me. It doesn’t matter where you’re gonna be at the moment, you will come back to me. You will have no choice, my dear. When I pronounce those words, they will burn on your skin, leading you to me. You will come back into my arms because we were meant for each other. You can’t escape your destiny. You can’t escape me.” His lips brushed over hers. “Now say it!” He ordered her.
“I can’t escape you, master. I will always come back to you.” She said and his lips smiled against hers.
“Good girl.” He whispered and kissed her briefly, too briefly. She craved more and moaned. “Be patient, my dear.” He chuckled quietly. “We have only just begun.” He said tapping the paint brush on her chest. “There’s more for you to experience tonight before I take you to release.” He made a pause, she could feel his eyes marvelling over her painted body. “You look exceptionally beautiful tonight. I might skip some of sweet tortures on my list tonight if you’re a good girl.”
She gulped in anticipation. She was already burning with lust for him, she would fall on the floor in front of him begging him if she wasn’t tied up.
“I think you deserve to see me and yourself now.” He said and started to undo the blindfold. The silken scarf slided down her face and she blinked temporarily blinded by the light of candles. Their flames were flickering and wrapping her in a soft warm glow. She looked down at herself and gasped for air. Her skin was covered in words and symbols painted with black ink or maybe it was henna. And there, on her heart, she could see the hangul symbols, his name:
최승엽
*My beloved wife…I call you… Come to me… Find the way… Here you are… Come now… Find me where the wild things are
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And yes, I imagined Seungyeop from E'LAST. Don't judge me. I was influenced by the readings. 😂
Thank you for reading this far. Let me know about your choice for the male lead.
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dicetheroll · 2 years
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LUKE IS GETTING HIS OWN CHARACTER SONG I'M SCARED✨🤺
IS IT GOING TO BE ABOUT WORSHIPPING MICHAEL AND SPURNING DEMON HOES
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cynergy-laughter · 4 years
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Obey Me! One Master To Abridge Them All! Part 1
The First Day: Rated PG-13
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???: Help... Only you... can... prevent wildfires...
MC: *eyes shoot open, gasping, seeing himself surrounded by the demon bros* Oh my god I’m in heaven...
Satan: Umm did I just hear him right?
Lucifer: We get another human for our program and they thinks they’re in heaven, the poor pathetic creature.
Asmo: I don’t know their kinda cute, we should give them a cha- where did they go?
MC: *banging on the giant door* LEMME OUT, LEMME OUT THERE’S NO WIFI IN HEAVEN!!!
Asmo: Sorry to disappoint you sweetie, you’re technically in hell.
MC: Oh yeah?! Then why the H E double C are you all handsome?!
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Diavolo: Say your name, age, an interesting fact about you to the camera.
MC: Okay, well I am MC NB, but you can call me Enn, i’m 18 going on 25, and I have no idea how I got here. I remember taking the A train, I heard the Lion King intro starting, there was a flash, and I woke up surrounded by the house of vibes, so thanks for that.
Diavolo: You are welcome, so, you are here to be in a student program here at the Royal Academy of Diavolo to help demons, angels, humans integrate into society.
MC: Academy? So this is a school? You guys do know that i’m a college student right?
Diavolo: Oh yes, we know everything about your life.
MC: ... Oh...
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Lucifer: Before we introduce ourselves, we’re gonna assign you the person who is gonna be watching over you.
MC: Sounds odd, but go off.
Lucifer: Call him using this. *gives MC a D.D.D.*
MC: ... An Android? What am I a peasant?
Lucifer: Compared to us, yes, now dial the number.
MC: *dials the number, then the phone is taken by Lucifer*
Mammon: Who is this and how did you get this number?
Lucifer: You have ten seconds to get to the student council hall. 10... 9... 8... 7... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2...
Mammon: *hangs up at 9 frantically, suddenly there was a loud yelling from outside the building, he crashes in through the window, knocking over Beel’s bag*
Beelzebub: MY SNACK SACK!!!
MC: ... What is this feeling?
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Lucifer: Now, I’m the first oldest, Lucifer, and I’m the Vice President of the Student Council here at RAD.
MC: *snickers* Sorry, I cant take you seriously when you say the word rad. That’s for dudebros, surfers, and stoners, and three strikes, you are literally none of those...
Lucifer: That’s the acronym for Royal Academy of Diavolo.
MC: *looks at Diavolo* ... *looks back to Lucifer* Okay, fair enough, continue.
Lucifer: I’m also the Avatar of Pride.
MC: *mind strangely plays Rain on Me* ... I can see that for you...
Lucifer: The idiot covered in glass is the second oldest, Avatar of Greed, Mammon.
Mammon: You got any money in your wallet?
MC: I got 40 cents and a receipt from Taco Bell.
Mammon: Deal.
Lucifer: No. Behave.
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MC: Who’s this guy? *points to Satan*
Satan: I am the Avatar of Wrath, 4th oldest, Satan.
MC: Anger issues?
Satan: I’m working on it.
MC: And how is it working?
Satan: It isn’t, i’m the middle child surrounded by idiots.
MC: I think I’m gonna like you.
Satan: Please don’t.
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MC: How about you?
Asmo: I’m the fifth oldest, Asmodeus, Avatar of Lust and you are the cutest thing, and your eyes... they are just so beautiful...~.
MC: ... Pumpkin Spice Latte with 6 pumps Vanilla, 4 pumps caramel, 3 pumps hazelnut, cinnamon whipped cream, stirred in, with a pink swizzle stick to keep the steam from escaping your cup.
Asmo: ...
*interviews*
Asmo: I swear I didn’t know what love is, but I think I fell in it... they get me... I’m half scared, half turned on and I don’t know how to take it... why didn’t my charm work on them?
MC: I worked for a Starbucks a while back, and I kinda developed a sixth sense... I can read people and guess their ideal beverage... and I also developed emotional dissociation, thanks customer service.
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MC: What about you, Garfield?
Beelzebub: *eating, not paying attention*
Lucifer: That is the sixth oldest, Avatar of Gluttony, Beelzebub.
MC: Kinda figured he was Gluttony, I woke up seeing him pulling out a turkey leg.
Beel: *sniffs* Something on you smells good...
MC: *blinks, checks pockets, pulls out a chocolate bar*
Beel: *eyes widen* gimme.
MC: Wait. Sit.
Beel: *sits*
MC: Roll over.
Beel: *rolls to the left*
Lucifer: As much as you are having fun, we must move on.
MC: *gives Beel the bar* Right... *takes out a lollipop and sticks it in their mouth*
Beel: *mouth wide open as he saw MC take another snack out of their jacket pocket*
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MC: So where is the Avatar of Envy... and Sloth?
Lucifer: How did you know there are more?
MC: I know that there are Seven Deadly sins, and I didn’t hear two of the sins. So it was a no brainer. Also, what sin is that guy?
Lucifer: *looks at Diavolo* Oh he’s the the prince of hell, he isn’t like us.
MC: A prince you say?
Lucifer: Don’t even try to, he’s unavailable.
MC: Oh... but not impossible...
Lucifer: No, he is very impossible.
Diavolo: Heh, you would know.
MC: *nearly spits out water bottle they were drinking, coughing a bit* ... I don’t know why I’m surprised... but all in all, I think I’m gonna like it here...
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(I hope you guys like this, I’ve had this in my mind for a while, but it had a lot more colorful language... but, I had to dial it back... I hope you all are staying safe... love y’all! ^^)
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missmewts · 2 years
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Alright so idk how I just realized you write for the breakfast club (I'm just dumb ig) BUT could you possibly do a preferences thingy with how the breakfast club characters would react to the reader being sick and how they would take care of them?? My mom gave me the flu mother 😒 and I need some comfort okay 😔
oh no! sorry ur sick:( i can totally do that!
brian is so fine😩😩😩
sick//the breakfast club
pairings; the breakfast club (individual), gender neutral reader
rating; pg13
warnings; slight inappropriate humor
taglist; @lanawinterscigarettes
BRIAN JOHNSON//the brain
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•brian wouldn’t be able to miss school for you, you’ve seen how his mom reacted when he got detention
•but he was never fond of PE, his last class of the day
•it would be his first time skipping, but he was willing if it meant you feeling better
•he has never dated anyone before, he was willing to try a lot of new things for you
•once the coach took attendance, brian asked to use the restroom, picturing exactly how he put his car keys into his locker
•he would run from the gymnasium and for the locker room, placing them in the gym lockers (next to the exit) for easy getaway.
•he would climb into the car, anxious about you not being okay. it’s not like he had a phone on him. remember, this is the 80s.
•he would drive as fast as possible (while obeying the laws of the road) to your house, where he would pull up in your driveway and rush to the front door.
•your mom would be waiting at the door. she asked him why he wasn’t at school.
•brian told her he was just really worried. plus, it was just PE. and he begged her not to call his mom. which she gave a smile and shook her head.
•”come on in, brian.”
•he would find you in your room. surrounding you was a plastic bag, half full of tissues and hacked up spit. a half-full tissue box laid beside your sleeping figure, underneath a light blanket. your hair slightly tossled and your nose pink from blowing it and wiping it, he noticed that you were fast asleep. perfectly fine.
•his heart would slow down at that point, he would smile, and sit down on the mattress.
•taking the plastic bag and tissue box, he hung the bag on the purse hanger over your nightstand, and the tissues on the nightstand.
•he found the bigger part of the bed, considering you were in the middle, and laid on top of the covers, not bothering to take off his shoes.
•softly, carefully, he slid his right arm under you, and wrapped the left around you. he nuzzled his face into the back of your neck, and eased himself to sleep.
JOHN BENDER//the criminal
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•bender wouldn’t be at school in the first place, and he sure as hell wouldn’t be at home, which would leave him at your house
•depending on how strict your parents are, it would vary from him sleeping in the closet to him sleeping under and or next to your bed. either way, he would be the first to know.
•he would encourage you to stay home with him, a big smile on his dumb face.
•“no, john.” you told him. “i can’t skip today. i’ve already gotten a ton of absences.”
•”come on, muffin-cakes!” he teased, his flannel still unbuttoned as he rubbed sleep from your eyes. “it’ll be fun. just the two of us.”
•you would roll your eyes, and laugh. “bender.”
•john would lean forward, his thumb slowly easing down your cheek and to your lips. “alright, princess. suffer in silence. go to school, spread your diseases.” he would pull away, and grab his grey sweater.
•you scoffed. “john!”
•he spun around with a triumphant laugh. “i knew you couldn’t resist me. go tell your parents, babygirl.”
•the rest of the day would be spent cuddling, soft insulting, and gentle orgasming.
ANDY CLARK//the jock
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andy would be, overall, the most nurturing and caring.
though he wouldn’t miss a practice for you, he would encourage you to come to his practice so he can keep tabs
of course, you did
you sat on the cold bleachers, wrapped in your blanket, andy’s hoodie, and an extra hoodie of yours just in case.
you had slid down to the foot-space, resting your head against the bench behind you. that’s how andy found you
and being the good boyfriend he is, he carried you out to his car, nearly dropping you twice
he slept in the car with you outside the front of your house. he didn’t have the heart to bring you up to the door.
you woke up the next morning, your seat laid back, wrapped in blankets, and face-to-face with a sweaty-faced andrew clark.
CLAIRE STANDISH//the princess
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claire knew just what you needed when she found out
a shopping spree!
she knew this all too well. what’s the one thing an overworked teenager needs? a mental health day!
she took you around the mall, bringing you to all her favorite stores and shops
though, she realized pretty soon that it wasn’t helping, forcing you to walk around with her
and she had a feeling that when you went to use the restroom, it may have come up the other side
so, while you were in the restroom, she made a stop at her favorite jewelers, and grabbed the ring with the biggest diamond she could find in less than three minutes
she stuffed it in her pocket, and ran back out to meet you
she took you to the car from there, and let you relax in the passenger seat
thats when she pulled out the ring as you opened the tylenol.
”what is this, claire?”
”just a little something. just for you.”
ALLY REYNOLDS//the basketcase
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she didn’t know what you do when you walked into the building with a pink nose and a sore throat
she debated whether or not asking about it and possibly hurting your feelings, or not asking and leaving you to suffer in silence
she decided on the latter until you erupted into a coughing fit in 3rd period
she had walked up nervously in homeroom, sitting down next to you.
”hey, ally.”
”hi, [y/n]. what’s wrong?”
you laughed softly at her confusion, progressing into another cough. “i feel like shit.”
”i can tell. ouch.” she points at her throat.
you smile. “cutie. go sit.”
she smiled, and hurried back to her seat, playing with the hem of her sleeves.
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obeythedemons · 2 years
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Featured Obey Me! Blog!
Blog name: @sparkbeast20
Author/MC Name: Tia or Spark
Age Rating: Mostly Pg13 to 15+ Content
About the Author: Hey there, I write mostly Obey me fanfics and headcanons, with a occasional post from different fandoms. I love Monsters, Mythological beast, Horror slasher movies, and Romcom. But IRL I'm a shy 24 yr old who is trying to come out of her timid shell.
Favorite Character: Lucifer
Favorite Genre: Fluff/Angst, Horror, Some dark humor and Comedy
Masterlist Link: Masterlist
Favorite Fic Link: The Mask (Lucifer X MC), and Master and Sins Masterlist
Favorite Headcanon Link: Get me a picture of Solomon Shirtless
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mawwart · 3 years
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Hi hello please don’t send in asks about my monster au (Obeymemon), specifically “when are you gonna work on it again?” or “why aren’t you posting obey me stuff anymore?”
1.) this hasn’t even been my longest absence anyway so chill out
2.) I don’t owe you or anyone else anything bc it’s literally just an au for fun and some world building here n there and it was NOT supposed to be as big as it is now and I definitely wasn’t prepared for that so chill out
3.) I have other interests, different projects, real life, and traditional paintings that I want to work on. I am a traditional artist before anything else. And at the moment I want to break away from Obey Me as a whole bc it’s basically the only thing my blog is known for and that’s a little upsetting for me so, again, chill out
And lastly
4.) If all you want to see is obey me stuff then fine! Only look at my obey me stuff bc for the most part it’s tagged so enjoy!! HOWEVER...
NO artist owes you anything unless you commission them. When I want to draw obey me content of any kind I will. I’m not “abandoning” anything.
POLITELY ASKING if I’m gonna make any more content is fine but I’ve gotten a few too many asks that all have the same tone so my guess is that’s it’s really just one or two people.
So ffs, chill out
I’m hoping this doesn’t sound like empty bitching but I’m just very tired and I feel shackled down onto one fandom and some people don’t bother to read or get it through their thick noggins that this is an art blog, not an obey me blog. I try to keep this blog at least pg13 (with the exception of my potty mouth) so I delete ns fw stuff from my box. None of this probably makes sense without context but I’m not dealing with any of that exposure crap
obeymemon will be postponed indefinitely and I might be shutting deleting the discord server bc it’s mostly inactive and I don’t want to continue it. Good night!
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saeyoungchoismaid · 4 years
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Diavolo w/ a chubby s/o
Pairing: Diavolo x reader Genre: fluff, smut  Warnings: vague smut A/N: reader is gender neutral :)
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this demon is like the sweetest thing in the Devildom 
he would be so sweet and loving to you no matter what you look like 
he can’t lie though, he likes your extra plumpness 
he doesn’t do much inappropriate PDA
but you can bet Lucifer’s loyalty to him that he’ll show you affection in front of everyone and everyone 
holding your hand constantly
his hand will rest on your lower back if he’s leading you somewhere or just wanting to touch you while you’re close to him 
when alone though 
things can get a little PG13 
roaming his hands over your chubby tummy is a MUST 
he likes to trace your stretch marks while you both cuddle 
his touch eventually becomes a little too sensual for it to be innocent 
it always happens when his touch lingers on the marks on your thighs 
eventually, he’s making sweet love to you
he’ll kiss you everywhere, telling you just how beautiful you are in his eyes 
and, of course, how much he loves you 
he never shuts up about how much he loves you 
his hands like to grip your thick thighs as he’s thrusting into you, his nails leaving crescents on the smooth skin 
he always makes sure you cum first, refusing to give in to the pleasure until he knows you’re taken care of 
once you’re both done, he’ll clean you up and even run a bath for you if you’re up for it 
he’ll then hold you close, never wanting to let you go 
MASTERLIST
More with Obey Me!
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sparkbeast20 · 1 year
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Satan: I was task to make an safety video for RAD.
Satan: Hence I call you all here.
Mammon: So you lied about this being movie night... Prick.
Satan: None the less, I need your feed back.
Belphie: Just get this over with Satan so I can go back to my nap.
Satan: A bunch of ungrateful- Levi start to video!
Levi: Sure. *Place the Disc on player*
The Video started-
In-Video!MC: Satan, no more!!!
Mammon, Asmo, Beel and Belphie: 😮😮😮😮
Satan and Levi: 😨😨
In-Video!Satan: Now, now Kitten. It seem to forget your manners.
In-Video!MC: So-Sorry Master.
In-Video!Leviathan: Don't forget I'm here.
In-Video!MC: Sorry Senpai
Satan: Fucking stop the Video!!!!
Levi: *Panicking* I'M TRYING!!!!!!!
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redfoxwritesstuff · 3 years
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It should have been easy
Hi, remember me? I wrote a thing, a while back. It was for a private writing group’s challenge- we do mini writing challenges sometimes to encourage ourselves to grow and explore as writers without the stress of public consumption. Figured I’d share this one after giving it a final edit because I honestly liked it. The topic of the challenge was a fic involving superglue.
Warnings: Passing mention of the Pandemic and a few unimportant details from Stephen King’s The Stand- I happened to have been reading that book at the time of writing. 
Rating: PG13- some passive mentions 
It should have been easy…
Fixing the bloody overpriced Barbie toy seemed like an easy task. It was just a little piece of cheap plastic that broke off the arm of the pretty pink stethoscope. It shouldn’t have been this hard. It didn’t seem like it would be this hard. Why the bloody hell was it this hard?
“We’ll just get her a new one. She’s on a baby- doctor kick anyway and would love more Barbie babies and another Barbie doctor. She could have a whole damn nursery.” Cassie had said and he scoffed at her.
“I can fix it. Just a dab of superglue and it’ll be right as rain.” It seemed so bloody easy. It should have been so damned easy. Why wasn’t it so fucking easy?
“Shut up, you.” Tom grumbled at Cassie, curled up in the arm chair with a large worn book in her lap. The spine read “The Stand” by Stephen King. He didn’t know how she could stand reading horror stories though she insisted this one wasn’t scary, just a little global world ending pandemic with a side of a demon man thing taking over Las Vegas- Not scary at all, or so she said. “That book’s making you as sadistic as the author.”
“Right.” She laughed, musical and completely at his expense. He struggled to bite back a laugh. Sassie Sarah was asleep in her bed upstairs, completely unaware of the battle of wills downstairs. “Shall I place the order for the new one yet? Or would you rather I waited until you’re actually pissed off at it?”
“I’ve got this.” Tom snipped back. This was their way- bickering and bantering. There was comfort in it. There was safety in it- to be able to snap and not have the world watching. To not worry about one wrong step being blasted across tabloids. To not have to fake a smile.
“Mmhmm” she hummed, nose returning to the well loved pages of the old hardback book and the early stages of Captain Trips making it’s way around the globe. The book had a renewed ability to grip her as the pandemic raged around the world- not nearly as deadly and not unleashed by the Crimson King but a pandemic just the same. “Don’t glue your fingers together.”
“I’m not a child.” Tom glanced up, placing the dob of glue on the pink end and lining up the other end. This was the third glue he tried, the other two didn’t bond fast enough and were washed away. This was his last chance to be right- superglue.
The plastic slipped and he pinched it together, realizing as he did it that he was making a terrible mistake. “Oh, son of a-”
“Glued your fingers to it, didn’t you?” Cassie asked, not looking up from the pages and Larry Underwood’s goodbye to New York. Tom glanced at her and though her nose was in the book, a smirk was upon her lips.
“No.”
“Show me then.” Her eyes flicked up, leaving the world of The Stand for a moment and meeting his.
With all the showmanship of any actor, he held his hand up and to the side and tried to separate his fingers, fully confident that they would indeed separate. The pads of his fingertips held tightly against one another, plastic stethoscope firmly between them even as the muscles and bones of his long fingers tugged to pull them apart.
“They look glued together to me.” Cassie said, laughing.
“Are not.” Tom answered, showing the maturity one would more expect from their daughter than from a grown man.
“Are too.” She clearly wasn’t above such immature antics either.
“Are not.”
“Prove it.” Cassie closed her book, finger pinched between the pages to hold her place. Not that it mattered, she had the basic story memorized by this point.
Tom pulled his fingers apart with more force this time. He tried not to let his face show anything as the skin ripped apart. For an actor, he didn’t do a very good job of it, he knew. When they separated, he gave a triumphant look to her and said, “See!”
She lost it then. Laughter ripped through her and poured from her. She couldn’t make words that made any sense. “Yo-Y-You” She stammered out followed by “It-i-it’s” And another wave of laughter.
“What?” Tom asked, pouting up at her from his place sitting on the floor. She answered with only more laughter and broken sounds that were sometimes something close to words. It was then that he actually looked at his fingers.
On his thumb was a pink line of plastic, the broken earpiece of the pretty pink Barbie Stethoscope. On the pad of his index finger was the rest of the stethoscope. Neither piece was obeying the laws of gravity and both seemed firmly affixed to the pads of his fingers. For all the trouble he had gone through, the pieces were very much not glued to each other.
“Fuck.” His utterance only set off another wave of laughter from her. “Why did I marry you again?”
“Should I order the toy?” She managed to get out. “Are you ready to admit defeat?”
“Fuck you.” He answered, attempting to bring himself to his feet with the goal of washing the glue from his hand. He quickly found he had no feeling from the knee down on his left side and nearly fell over on himself. “Shut up.” He whined. “You’re getting old too.”
Peek comeback, Tom. Bobby yelped once from his place on the dog bed, cheering his master on. Cassie would surely say the dog was laughing at him but he refused to let her speak for his dog. And in moments like this, Bobby was clearly his dog in his mind. Anything to build a bigger team to prove he was right.
Water didn’t do jack all to wash the glue away. Tom came back into the room picking at the glue on his fingertips, annoyed. “How the bloody hell do you get this shit off?”
“You don’t. It’s there forever, until your fingers shed the skin. You’re now part plastic.”
“Did I mention, fuck you?” Tom jabbed back, finally losing the battle to keep the smile from his lips.
“I don’t know, I’m not sure I’m into plastic men…” Cassie laughed.
“I think I could convince you.” Tom said and the air in the room seemed to change, growing heavy. “That is, if your entertainment at my expense didn’t wake Sarah.”
Cassie set her book aside and poured herself from the chair. “I doubt it.” She said before pulling the clip from her hair. Long brown curls tumbled down her back and he longed to run his fingers through it. There was something sexy about the way she laughed, even after five years. Even if she was laughing at his expense.
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havenquiixox · 2 years
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Hiii im Haven and this is my intro post!
my pronouns are they/them
im a age and thats all ur knowing
i like dsmp, art and anime
the animes i have watched/watching are:
toyko revengers, balance unlimited, mha, haikyu, demon slayer, darling in the franxx, god in highschool, i love you, and many more ifk the name of :D
dont ask what ik about these things bc i would have probably forgo and no spoilers on this page ty
we can be friends if u ask nicely and obey the rules
1. No harassment on this page
2. no bullying
3. everyone is welcome no matter what
4. dont be rude EVER
5. Keep it Pg13 so no over the top swearing
6. No sexualing or shipping me with anyone
if u wanna be a anon just send me a request in the chat with me box, with ur emoji and pronoun preference
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bipedalseal · 3 years
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re: playing orlok's route; hahaha where do i even start? unexpectedly, it was a very long run. it didn't end at chapter 5 as i expected, probably bc i didnt pick the obey yang option. expectedly, it was a bad end. exoectedly, it was like a dante bad end. unexpectedly, i didn't get bored. can you believe i got like 5 bad ends in this run? my route progress is 40% now! in one run
it was also a while before i got to play this again. my sisters busy with some drawing project os i havent been allowed near her laptop lately and she discovered a new pc game (the ace attornsy prequel). she's been in a good mood bc of that game tho
1. i didnt predict that rosberg would be orlok's actual dad..? yknow considering that he seemed to neglect orlok emotionally. tho im not surprised that he had a son. most ppl have a hard time staying celibate anyway, like u tout sex as the ultimate form of love between a man and a woman and expect ppl not to want that lol (obviously the solution would be to take away the stigma regarding sex but idk, not a theologist). honestly i thought that "rosberg being a shite parental figure" would trump the "hes actually my dad card", but still. the writers are okay with anti-church sentiments but not anti-filial piety... interesting.
2. yang dying and the laoshu disbanding seems like an inevitability in nearly every ending. which i suppose doesn't go against his character? i wondee what happened to make him not value his own life like that. its very interesting.
3. the voice acting. iT SLAPPED HARD. admittedly i am talking abt yang during his final moments, bc why not. something weird occured during that, actually--i was playing on earphones that only worked on one side. But during yang's Evil Monologue, like the first fucking word he said, it suddenly started working in both ears. i got chills man. it was also chilly at the time. nobuhiko okamoto's stuff never ceases to disappoint me. kaito ishikawa was ngl his delivery... stop making me wanna learn voice acting my girls. i lowkey wish the mc had a voice too. esp during the pg13 scenes. thatd sound sexy.
4. speaking of pg13 scenes, um.
5. this run was a bad end for orlok as much as it was for dante, yeah? only difference is that orlok is the protag and dante is the antagonist. interestingly, orlok showed signs of turning his back on his old ways (and god in turn) when the thing with luca and yang and rosberg happened and he said nope. i think on the other hand started throwing his morals away the moment nicola got buried. that moment when he could finally make his move, that was when he was like, "fuck it, im gonna avenge everyone and do what i want in the process". then dante got a leg over orlok and victor (figuratively and literally, respectively) by using the visconti. i wonder what got gilbert to do that though. surely he must have known that orlok was gonna kill him? whyd he sacrifice himself for dante??
6. i feel like luca dying had something to do with the laoshu. poisoning, maybe?
7. ill be honest the romance here didn't really capture my attention. i was looking for something more, uh, fucked up maybe? but the writer's attitude towards religion and the church did. it felt really self-aware. im also not surprised that orlok killed victor in one of his bad ends. i didnt really have faith in his ability to question his faith. im surprised that the writer managed ti capture the feeling of questioning the church."if i dont obey him now, then my whole life would be a lie" and "give me a reason to kill him, say its an order by god, anything" had me thinking back to my pre-apostasy days. idk, i expected less from a visual novel with a largely catholic backdrop. my expectations have been nicely surpassed.
8. back to the pg13 scenes. its AMAZINGLY amazing. maybe im just horny? idk. i rlly think inserting a scene like that then wouldhave been perfect. like there was a scene of someone's ear getting cut off for fucks sake (which ngl could have gone on for longer than it canonically did, to my squeamish self's disgust). or at least some soft description of the scene could have been used like "he held me down and forced his way in, smiling as i struggled. i finally stopped resisting after the moon began descending from her crest. that smile turned into full laughter. still orlok's cries were the loudest in my ears." pr something. like UGH. sex isnt inherently bad my friends!! unless u use it as a way to violate other ppl like in this situation.... ..... ..... i still think sex scenes can provide amazing symbolism tho. honestly its amazing i can stand reading and writing um adult relationship scenes when i cant stand to read a description of a man's thigh getting stabbed. or seeing a dead body. jfc.
not sure what ill do after this. still havent finished dante and nicola's route 100% and orlok's route, i missed a bad end i think. think ill go for the bad end that i missed, then ill take a short break by digesting something fluffy (aka the ace attorney game where payne is japanese! jfc!). lets see when i can liveblog again.
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The Age Discourse
I’ve seen a lot of posts talking about age discourse, be it Luke’s age, the actual rating of Obey Me, and the ages of those in the fandom and what they should be.
So let’s take a look at that! (Under a cut bc there’s a lot of long-ish quotes)
TL;DR:
Luke, while not strictly a child bc angels and demons have crazy lifespans and time has no meaning, is obviously meant to be a child, don’t sexualize him
The game’s rating is 12+, but...
Solmare’s Terms of Use say you must be 20 years old to play without parental permission. It can be reasonably interpreted that they actually mean your local age of majority, but nonetheless if you are considered a legal minor in your country, you shouldn’t be playing without your parents’ permission.
Luke’s Age
With the exception of Solomon and the MC, everyone in Obey Me isn’t human, and timelines are kinda fucked up from day 1 because Obey Me is based on Paradise Lost, whose timeline also makes absolutely no sense (also Barbatos is a mf time lord apparently).
The characters reference thousands or even millions of years so casually it’s hard to tell how time scales for them and how old they actually are.
But Luke is always portrayed as younger than them. He’s physically smaller and shorter than everyone else, and both described and portrayed as being less experienced and mature than everyone else.
He’s clearly meant to be read as a child (Simeon makes reference to parental controls when talking about his cellphone usage and he looks and acts like a child), and the devs have said his human age would be 10 years old.
So that’s cut and dry: Luke is a minor, don’t sexualize him.
The App’s Rating
The Apple App Store says Obey Me is 12+, and defines this category as follows:
Apps in this category may also contain infrequent mild language; frequent or intense cartoon, fantasy, or realistic violence; mild or infrequent mature or suggestive themes; and simulated gambling, which may not be suitable for children under the age of 12.
Obey Me specifically lists the following warnings:
Infrequent/Mild Horror/Fear Themes
Infrequent/Mild Sexual Content and Nudity
Infrequent/Mild Profanity or Crude Humour
Infrequent/Mild Alcohol, Tobacco, or Drug Use or References
Infrequent/Mild Mature/Suggestive Themes
Infrequent/Mild Simulated Gambling
Infrequent/Mild Cartoon or Fantasy Violence
So this is roughly equivalent to like, PG13 or something. Following the app store’s rating, Obey Me is a 12+ game, and anyone under the age of 12 is recommended to not play.
Regarding Minors Who Play the Game
The Terms of Use for Obey say this regarding minors using the app (taken from Article 3 of the Terms of Use, emphasis mine):
A person under the age of 20 may use the Services only if consent of their legal representative (such as a person in parental authority) is obtained for the Service Agreement.
Persons under the age of 20 should perform procedures for the Services together with their guardians including the procedure for consenting to the Service Agreement.
Any use of the Services by a minor will be deemed to have been made with the consent of their legal representative (such as a person in parental authority).
The Company shall be entitled to restrict use of some of the Services by minors.
Japan doesn’t actually have one universal age of majority, but a good ballpark is 18-20 depending on context, which means the ToU are using the higher end. While “minor” and “persons under the age of 20″ seem to be used interchangeably here, you could argue they are referring to any country’s definition of minor (and the spirit of this article seems to be that).
So a good rule of thumb would be to follow your country’s age of majority. If you are considered a minor in your country, don’t play this game without your parents’ permission.
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