#om thirteen | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

hyperfixat · 11 months

Text

Side characters showing affection

~300 words. brothers ver.

Diavolo nuzzles.

He love love loves just rubbing his face into your hair and head

PUPPY BOY 😭

Sick to my stomach the only thing that can cure me would be having a certain demon prince rub his face into my tummy‼️

Barbatos keeps his tail on you like a leash.

Your hand, wrist, waist, a loop on your clothing. One of the split tendrils slips around it and tugs you just a tad closer.

When his tail is obscured, ie human world fit, he likes to fix your clothes and posture. Now if you’re like me who is so fag boy from the cemetery crossed with starving artist core, being messy is part of my charm!! Barbatos won’t kill your vibe, he just makes it more… tastefully messy.

Thirteen bites. (And kisses, but mostly bites.)

Enamored with the thought of Thirteen pressing kisses to the tips of your fingers and the palm of your hand. Her lips are so soft, she keeps a chapstick on her always, and she’s so gentle with you.

And after she presses butterfly kisses to each of your finger pads, she nips you gently. She has longer canines than the average human and she uses them to press down enough to send a shock to your heart and keep your attention on her.

Ugh and when one of the brothers or other characters are trying to take you away, she’ll just nip your wrist to keep you focused on her.

Raphael holds your wrist.

He keeps you close and guides you through the dreary Devildom streets. He isn’t terribly physically affectionate, but he keeps you close this way.

:3 cutie anagel

Have you seen those parents who keep a hand on their toddler so they won’t run away 😭 Pretty much this.

I already mentioned my love, Megatron, but ☹️🫶 (guys i am insane for him)

#verified hyperfixat post #obey me #obey me x reader #obey me shall we date #obey me x mc #obey me x gender neutral reader #obey me hcs #obey me scenarios #mephistopheles obey me #obey me side characters #obey me barbatos x mc #obey me diavolo #obey me thirteen x mc #obey me thirteen #om thirteen #thirteen obey me #raphael obey me

697 notes · View notes

fridayth13 · 8 months

Text

—when they hate you (or do they?)

↳ mammon, leviathan, mephistopheles, thirteen, and raphael × gn!reader (separately)

↳ genre: fluff(?), enemies to lovers-type beat | wordcount: 1.7k | warnings: cursing, lower demon tries to eat you (mammon), kissing mention (thirteen), you get locked in a closet by solomon (raphael)

↳ notes: when i tell you i worked on this for months 🤡 hfdfjkgdgjfdgjdg

—mammon

between the demeaning remarks from mammon and the fact that you wouldn't take his shit from day one, one can probably guess there'd be a problem

but lucifer appointed him to escort you and show you how things are in the devildom, so it's not like mammon could just say no

but eventually your constant bickering seemed to create a fifth type of migraine for lucifer, so he let mammon off the hook and told you to choose another one of his brothers to escort you around rad

you, being you (and still feeling very petty about mammon's comment of you needing a babysitter. like he was one to talk) you did not listen

the freedom was thrilling, in your defense

after being constantly followed and berated by mammon everyday, being able to go around campus without anyone telling you where to go made you a bit excited

that is, until you found yourself cornered by a random lower demon looking for a snack

but before you could even consider making a run for it, the demon stiffened, their previous predatory sneer freezing into a grimace

they fell to the floor immediately after

and there stood mammon, glaring down at them, his fist positioned upwards like he was ready to land another punch

his glare rose to you

"if you're gonna run around rad all willy-nilly without an escort, at least know when you're bein' followed. idiot."

you merely blinked at him, still reeling in surprise

mammon tore his gaze away. if it were anyone else, you'd almost say he looked flustered

"oh come on, don't go lookin' at me like that! what, did ya really think i'd let some lowlife snack on ya? lucifer'd murder me on the spot!"

you didn't even notice you dropped your bag until mammon picked it up off the floor, carrying it on one shoulder. he gave you a rougher-than-intended nudge on the shoulder

he still wouldn't meet your eyes

"come on, human, let's get ya to class"

—leviathan

it all began.. with the tsl trivia quiz. and then it went downhill from there

though leviathan honored his word and gave you a pact and you began respecting his otaku expertise, on a personal level? yeah no

maybe he was still butthurt about the quiz..? you didn't want to assume the worst about him. you barely knew the guy after all

but also he tried to kill you over his hyperfixation. maybe you had the right to assume whatever you want

and honestly, you were bound to get tired of it at some point

"you're just a random normie anyway lol"

"what, you think i'll just let some normie into my room?"

"ugh, i can't believe a normie beat me at a gamee."

forget tired, honestly, you were getting sick of it

you decided you've reached your limit on a random thursday morning

"hey, normie, pass the salt, would you?"

you ought to throw it at his head at this point

your teeth ground together in irritation

you didn't even notice that you'd crossed the room and moved around the entire dining table until you had the demon's collar by the fist

"i have had it with you!"

"wH- eh?" leviathan could only sputter as your grip tightened on his shirt. "what is your problem?"

"what's my problem? what's your problem?"

you didn't catch the hitch in his breath, the growing red of his cheeks, too blinded by annoyance to look anywhere but the narrowed pupils of his eyes

"would it kill you to have some manners, goddammit? i haven't done a single thing but breathe near you and all i hear is normie this, normie that, do you even know my fucking name?"

levi gulped nervously, but he surprised you nonetheless

"..m....mc.. your name is mc." he mumbled.

you were silent for a moment. but even after all the shit, you decided it would have to do for now. this wasn't worth being late to class over

"i'm not done with you.. demon."

you let go (he heaves a sigh of relief below you) and pick up your bag and leave. simple

all the while, levi watched you leave with his heart hammering in his chest

—mephistopheles

let's be honest, it's not very hard to make an enemy out of mephistopheles

even if you weren't an angel, as a human, you managed to get on his nerves just fine

you'd think with his status and titles and riches that fighting with him on a near daily basis would have some serious kind of ripple effect against you

but you quickly learn that no, he was just the most dramatic bitch in the universe

we been knew

but this only served to annoy you more, really. it was clear that he didn't even take you seriously enough to fight you properly

instead, he resorted to being petty and snarky and obnoxious about literally everything and you wanted to break his stupid nose with his stupid cane

depending on who you are, you would be delighted or very irritated to know that you get on his nerves just as badly!! :D

he knew the demon brothers were a bunch of oafs from the start, but honestly, the way they tumbled over each other to kneel at your feet was just a whole new level of pathetic

you were just some random human exchange student, after all. how great could you really be?

that was what he thought until one day, when his younger brother came barreling into the newspaper club room, completely unannounced, for his first surprise visit to his older brother's school

before mephistopheles could question him, he noticed you standing awkwardly in the doorway

"meph, did you meet mc?" his brother's bright grin seemed like a slice out of the sun as his eyes darted between you and your so-called enemy

obliviously, the kid continued rambling on. "your school is really really big, and i got lost after dad dropped me, but mc found me and brought me to you!"

huh

mephistopheles raised his eyes to meet yours. he couldn't quite read the expression on your face. but he didnt push you further

"is that so?"

(as he soon learned, you were actually pretty great)

—thirteen

in thirteen's defense, you were not the target of the trap

obviously

(so clearly, it was solomon's fault right?? riiiight???)

but you didn't seem to think that way. and to her discredit, you did still get caught in it

upside down and dizzy, the rubber rope latched around your ankles and wrists bouncing with the slightest breeze, you swore you would get her back for this

and you did:

after setting you free, the day after, she reset the trap. all you needed to do was push

in your defense, being stuck upside down for hours, even if on a mere accident, was not fun in the slightest

you were even late for class :(

unfortunately for both of you, the reaper seemed to take this as an act of war

and so ensued your rivalry

unfortunately for everyone else, you were both incredibly stubborn, headstrong, and dramatic

so more often than not, other people ended up falling victim to either of your pranks

belphegor gets caught in a tickle machine intended for you, mephistopheles suffers a bucket of ink falling from the door onto his head, not to mention the time lucifer got hit face first with glitter glue

legend says you were both almost suspended

but that wasn't even taking into account how much everyone hated being there for your verbal fights

satan has had to leave so many rooms just to keep from getting irritated at your antics

it isn't until asmodeus intervened one day that some of the poor witnesses figured out how to make a little entertainment off of this predicament

"good heavens, would you two just KISS already?!"

and, well, in asmodeus's defense, it had just been a joke on his part; a way to get you both to shut up

but much to both of your discredit, neither of you were all that good at hiding your blushing

—raphael

it started with solomon, being the good, amazing, wonderful peacekeeper with no ulterior motives that he is, he hatched a plan to get you and the angel to make up

a plan that was totally not for his own entertainment whatsoever, no

he even got luke to help him out :D

and that was the story of how you and raphael got locked in a room together <3

"luke, please let us out. right now."

a muscle ticked in raphael's jaw as solomon laughed from the other side of the door

"sorry!" luke exclaimed. "we can't open it just yet! not until you talk and make up!"

"solomon....." you warned

"tsk tsk tsk. come on, mc, we're only trying to help you. both of you"

"define 'help'." raphael muttered

you snorted at his quip

"well, for one, the fact that spears rain from the heavens whenever you fight"

"that is none of your business!"

you couldn't help but laugh at his words, even as he glanced your way with incredulity. if anything, the bewildered look only made you laugh again

"guys, you know i could just summon one of the brothers to let us out right? why bother with all this?"

"i know you can, of course," replied solomon. "but. you know. we'd much rather you didn't"

"we just want you two to stop fighting.." luke said

your shoulders slumped at his voice. luke, at least, was being serious

you glanced sideways at raphael. he met your gaze, and the look on his face told you he was thinking the same thing

the angel sighed. "..okay"

"okay what?" luke asked

"we will try to get along."

"really?!"

raphael chuckled. "yes, really" the soft smile on his face faded as he saw your expression

"what."

"nothing, nothing, i just don't think i've seen you smile so nicely before" :)

"which would make sense, given that you're annoying"

"you-"

"haha," solomon chuckled. "they're getting along already"

"it doesn't sound like it.."

"guess it's our time to leave, luke"

"wait, wh- HEY. solomon, put me down!"

you and raphael exchanged glances

"who shall i call?"

"lucifer"

you shared a short, conspiratorial grin

"just what i was thinking"

dividers from @clutteredfun

340 notes · View notes

still-a-morosexual-help · 10 months

Text

So Thirteen says her sister is a more stereotypical reaper....

goth? goth right? she's goth? that's what you're telling me right? 👀

also think it's funny that Thirteen has the name associated with death but is all pink/blue/purple and giggly and colourful nails/eyes/eyeshadow and basically things you'd associate with the word "candy"

Meanwhile Candy's a more stereotypical reaper and so presumably everything you'd associate with the word "thirteen"

518 notes · View notes

demonvibez · 5 days

Note

Firstly, I love your writing style and how you use the colors in your formatting! I’ve really enjoyed everything you’ve posted so far!

Second, could you please write something with dom Thirteen and afab gn MC? Thanks in advance!

A/N: tysm for the compliments 🥺♡ hope you enjoy this little tease of a drabble! ;) Explicit (MDNI) · bondage, edging, fingering, fem anatomy

Thirteen looms over you, a mischievous glint sparkling in her eyes. You have fallen into one of her traps, once again, and she has the perfect plan for what she wants to do to you. She made this trap just for you, you see, and she plans to take full advantage of the moment.

One little snap of her fingers and the ropes binding you tighten further, your clothes ripping into shreds and falling away - she can't help the satisfied smirk at the sight of you. Naked and trembling, your mind races with all of the possibilities of what could happen next.

Her hand trails over your body, lightly grazing one of your nipples as she glides over your chest. You make the most adorable little moan at the sensation, so she takes it upon herself to continue teasing your breasts. She continues on as your moans and whimpers continue, and don't think she doesn't notice you trying to rub your thighs together, you naughty little human.

SMACK.

You feel her hand ripple across your backside, the sting both painful and pleasurable - but definitely enough to get your full attention. She grabs your hips, her neon yellow nails digging into your flesh oh so slightly, forcing you to still yourself.

"Be good for me, and you'll get a reward," and before you could even think twice, you are nodding eagerly for her.

You lose track of how many times she edges to you to brink of insanity, only for her to deny you and start the cycle of pleasure all over again. You almost start to believe she forgot her promise to reward you...until you finally hear those three words you've been waiting for...

"Cum for me," she murmurs to you as her thumb swirls your clit. With your hands still bound, you can do little more than thrust back against her. She slides a couple of fingers inside of you, her other hand sliding down into her own panties. She strokes the both of you, her pace quickening, as both of your moans fill the room. You continue bouncing as you fuck yourself on her hand, and your moans only grow louder as your climax overtakes you, warmth and euphoria washing over your body. As soon as Thirteen feels your orgasm squeezing her fingers, she rubs her clit just a little harder, triggering her own orgasm in tandem with yours.

She'll allow you to catch your breath, but only for a moment. She has a few more tricks up her sleeve, and she is far from done with you.

· demonvibez ♡ 2024 · do not copy, repost or modify · · likes, comments and reblogs are deeply appreciated! ♡ ·

102 notes · View notes