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girl was complaining and ended up being the one who had the most fun smhhh
#also i dont think killing someone with a pillow was mentioned in the book youthful fun 101#rip mammon beloved#also imagine threatening someone with DEATH just cause your not boyfriend got hit with a pillow#hes ridiculous and i love him#obey me#obey me lucifer#obey me diavolo#obey me solomon#obey me luke#obey me dialuci#obey me lesson 8
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Could I get a Mammon, Vox and Husk with a S/O who gets harassed on the street and their reaction? You can have full creative control over what type of harassment!
I love your fics- if this isn’t getting the creative juices flowing just let me know and I’ll request something different <3
🦷 anon
Husk | Mammon | Vox [Romantic]
In which some loathsome idiot thinks they'll get away with harassing their beloved s/o.
One of your favourite date nights is spent bar hopping
Pop a drink or two in each one, sometimes sharing one cocktail, his wing draped around you, your head leant on his shoulder, humming to the music surrounding you
Both of you had a preference for the less popular spots, the kinds of places you got the weirdest combinations, where he could be inspired and you could give him thoughts
The plus side of the smaller joints was that the music was never too loud, drinks were cheaper, and there was always a few spots free at the bar
Downside was that most places had their regulars, the kind of people who couldn't get in anywhere else
The kind of desperation that builds and spreads like mold in the corner of a dark room next to a leaky pipe
On a few occasions, someone would harmlessly ask to buy you a drink and would turn tail when Husk gave them his usually 'fuck off' look
But this time, the guy would just not get the hint
" What? Already claimed dibs on the bitch? "
Yeah- no, that attitude towards you is not going to fly
Not even three seconds and there's a bottle smashed on the drunk demons head, and three cards flying back into Husk's hand
That's when the bleeding starts
You slap a 20 down for your bill and jump straight up, already being dragged by Husk out the door
Insists if he stayed there you would have both gotten banned anyways, and he likes that spot
You guys don't really go out so casually without a good reason, or just for old times sake
A sin and his spouse on a city street in greed was just asking for bad things to happen
But still, if you asked and he had nothing that day, Mammon would always rather get quality time with you and people watch
Thats most of your conversation, pointing out demons and joking about what you think they are like, what the do, how they speak
It's always a fun game, until some newcomer saw you laughing at him and marched right up, clearly on something and clearly ready to have a go at someone
The moment he reaches for your wrist, his thumb falls to the floor, a messy and jagged cut the only sign of attack besides one of Mammons spider legs now revealed
Before he can even realize the pain or what's happened, Mammon lets out a menacing laugh
" Every extra inch towards my broad is another finger. "
That demon was already screaming and running away, most the crowd on the street that was watching now hurrying in any direction opposite of you and Mammon
" I'm only worth one finger? "
" Nah. Just being generous for once. "
Not really a street guy, but unfortunately some press conferences and events require mingling and interacting with others, which he never liked
Thankfully, with you he has an excuse to stay away from others, or show you off
He usually goes for the latter
He's all 'Have you met my wife?' 'My wife loves x and y!' 'Isn't my wife absolutely gorgeous?'
You are the first topic he speaks of after his company; you'd be the first if he didn't have to waste so much time being a salesman, but that is how the cookie crumbles
Sometimes when there's specific press releases, he has to send you off for a moment, where you usually go and mingle with some of the others in his industry you befriended
During one such interview, he couldn't help but spot out the corner of his eye, some lousy business woman drape her arm around your waist and grab at your hip
" Sorry yeah, this interview is over. "
Literally shoves his way over, sparks and electricity flying, to rip you out of her arms
" Baaabe, is this a friend? Whatever the case, we really gotta get going! "
Jealousy 3000
He's glad he stepped in after he overhears that lady had a habit of harassing other attendees
New clause in every interview; they have to include you or provide security over you while he is busy
Author's Note - Tooth anon comes in for another PIPIN HOT request!! I actually feel so bad because every time I take a break form writing is on yoru request and that really makes it look bad I am so sorry 😩
#koko writez#hazbin hotel#helluva boss#hazbin hotel x reader#helluva boss x reader#reader insert#x reader#mammon#mammon x reader#vox#vox x reader#husk#husk x reader
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Needy Touches
You get affected by the gold hellfire newt syrup ((or,,, you get affected by an aphrodisiac kekeke)).
Barbatos, Lucifer, Mammon x Reader
A/N: this came from a long line of word vomit -hence the double luci mention bc i could not figure out how i wanted to write this-.... i also tried writing a version where the reader eats enchanted pudding but i didnt finish it soooo perhaps ill post that later.... i just desperately needed barbatos smut
WC - 2.2kish
SMUT // NSFW ((reader w a pussy lol))
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Barbatos
“Barbatos,”
The loyal servant smells you before he sees you. His eyes widen as his entire body flushes with an untamable heat. Why do you smell so sweet? Within his chest, his heart thrashes against the confines of his ribs. The air becomes thick with flavor and Barbatos can barely think under these tense circumstances.
“Please, I need you,” From where you call just outside his door, Barbatos is quick to invite you inside his room. He slams the wooden door closed before pushing you up against it. His forked tail instantly wraps around both of your ankles and pins you firmly in place. The demon isn’t sure what has affected you like this but he can tell that your hormones must be getting the better of you.
You’re nearly panting under his touch and he hasn’t even done anything drastic to you yet.
“It hurts, help me please,” Your begs start to become incoherent as you focus on undressing your lover, you find your way underneath his dress shirt and nearly moan at the feeling of his abdomen under the pads of your fingers. “fuck me-”
Barbatos is a level-headed demon, not much can throw him off track. There is supposedly nothing that can throw him off track. Well, nothing except for you. This shouldn’t, and doesn’t, come as a surprise to him. Of course, a human is the thing to push the obedient demon over the edge.
He drags you across his room, pushing you until you reach his bed. Barbatos is the first to fall back against the mattress but he quickly pulls you on top of him and into his lap. His sturdy hands rip down your pajama shorts and his finger comes into contact with the thin essence covering your thighs.
“Use me,” Barbatos orders, he reacts all too quickly as the only thing keeping him from mounting you like an animal is the promise of your cunt on his face. “beloved, please.” He doesn’t have to tell you twice as you move up his body within seconds and don’t hesitate to sit on his face. You don’t have the time to feel embarrassed when your body is burning up inside.
“Oh!” You squeak as his tongue quickly runs up and down your slit before wiggling into your entrance. Barbatos has a monster of a tongue and he makes use of it to fuck you. He’s trying with his entire being to get as much of your taste on his tongue as he possibly can. His mind is torn between giving you your pleasure and hogging it all for himself.
Your cunt tightly squeezes around his muscle while your hips rut against his face, perfectly aligning your clit with his nose to get just the right friction. It’s all so messy and sloppy, nothing like what you’re usually used to with Barbatos. But, you can’t get enough of it. His fingers dig into your thighs to help you move against his face, back and forth until you’re squirming and aching all over him.
He’s determined to see you spent tonight, utterly used with nothing left to give. Barbatos is a greedy demon and he burns with intense pleasure to see you satisfied.
Lucifer
“You drank the hellfire wine, didn’t you?” Lucifer glares down at your trembling form and his intimidating stance almost makes you start to drool. There is nothing more attractive right now than Lucifer with his large arms crossed over his thick chest. Your thighs press together painfully at the sight.
The older demon sighs, he can smell your arousal leaking out of you in buckets. It’s affecting him terribly but by some miracle, he has been able to hold it together.
“I informed you beforehand what that syrup does to humans, must you ignore every warning I provide you?” Lucifer grunts at the headache taking the forefront of his brain, he can’t focus with your scent hanging heavily in the air. All too quickly he comes aware of just how sweet you smell. Despite the lecture on his lips, he gets distracted by the thick tears pooling in your eyes.
The sight nearly causes the old man to coo.
“My dearest love, you just want to be fucked, don’t you?” He murmurs as he takes you in his arms, his hands grab ahold of your biceps and pull you into his chest. “How badly do you need me?” In this moment of desire, Lucifer needs to hear how you ache for him. His poor, sweet human.
“So badly, Luci,” You moan the nickname and claw at his abdomen, desperately trying to get rid of the clothes still adorning his body. “fuck me, please.” Begging becomes second nature as you plead and plea with all your might. You might end up succumbing to your knees as you focus all your energy on praying for this one thing.
Lucifer’s pretty patience snaps at your devotion.
He can’t decide between fucking you exactly how you need or letting you take what you need.
“Will you ride me until you’re satisfied or do you wish for me to fuck you until you can no longer speak?” His fingers squeeze your hips almost painfully, forcing your hips to grind against his own. Your head falls back with a moan and Lucifer wets his lips at the sight of your bare neck on display.
“I need you to fuck me, Lucifer.” You plead and before you know it, he has you bent over his table.
Lucifer makes quick work of finding a pace that satisfies your desires. He thrusts in and out of your tight cunt quickly, but it only makes the burning fire inside of you even hotter. His grunts and the sounds of your skin slapping against each other have you gasping out for air. You pathetically try to meet his thrusts but are unable to keep up with his fierce pace.
Within the handful of minutes Lucifer has been fucking you, you’ve already convulsed around his cock twice. Your body keeps making work of searching for pleasure, and it seems that with each orgasm your desire for Lucifer only becomes stronger. In the back of your mind, you can hear exactly what you need, you yearn for Lucifer to find his release. You cum again to the mouthwatering idea of the demon finishing inside of you and then licking it out. You need it and you’re determined to get it.
“Lucifer, cum in me,”
Mammon
Mammon isn’t really sure how his night got like this, you in his lap mewling and begging for his attention. But, he isn’t necessarily complaining about the situation either.
“Hey! Watch where you’re touching!” He squeaks as your wandering hands travel lower and lower across his abdomen, no doubt in search of his belt. “What is up with you today?” Mammon swallows deeply as he takes a closer look at you, there is an intense heat radiating off your body as you practically shake in his lap. The demon would be a fool not to see the flush dusting across your face that spreads to the tips of your ears. “(Y/N), are you okay?”
Concern takes over him as he tightly grabs your shoulders and forces you to face him. He’s your first after all, your wellbeing means more to him than any other demon in Devildom. Mammon nearly kicks himself for not taking note of your current state earlier. In the midst of his mental scolding, you moan at his strong touch. It’s quiet and barely slips past your lips but’s more than enough to catch on Mammon’s ears.
His entire body twitches with need at the sound. A primal need to take care of his human, to satisfy his human, to please his human.
Mammon’s mouth runs dry as he looks you over again. This time he notices how you’re subtly grinding on his thigh, he feels the damp patch growing against his thick pants. He’s hard in an instant.
“You’re-” He pauses, swallowing shortly to rethink his words. “you’re leaking?” You momentarily freeze at this and the demon cringes at himself so hard that his entire body falls back against his sofa.
Thank god, you’re too far gone in your own pleasure to care.
“Mammon, help me, it burns-” Your cries fill his concerns up sky high and the demon has half a mind to go and grab his older brother because Mammon knows nothing about the human body. The second born hates to see you in pain and harming you even more is the last thing he would ever want. “stop thinking and fuck me!”
“Huh?” Mammon stops in his panic and freezes all over, he doesn’t move an inch as you throw his belt across the room and yank his pants down his muscular thighs. He lets you take what you need, watches with an intense desire as you flip your skirt up and grab ahold of his excited cock.
The demon ends up moaning louder than you once you start to fuck him, bouncing in his lap to satisfy your own needs. Nothing about this is for Mammon and the demon loves it.
“More, yeah like that,” His hips squirm under your touch, bucking up to meet your own pace while you dig your nails into his shoulders.
“This is about me, Mammon,” You breathe into his ear, whimpering at the feeling of his hands migrating down to your ass. The demon finally gets an ounce of control as he helps you bounce in his lap, angling his cock inside of your tight cunt to make you see stars. “you’re here to help me.”
The secondborn wouldn’t have it any other way.
Lucifer (the original thing i wrote for him hehehe,, i didnt think it was smutty enough so i rewrote it -and honestly, i just might write an entire thing for this because lucifer is so hot-)
“What is wrong with you?” Lucifer bites as he glares down at your trembling form. Had this been any other occasion Lucifer would have taken you to the closest private space available to fuck your brains out but, he isn’t blessed with that luck today. The demon castle is currently filled with far too many people and it would be near impossible to sneak away. He can’t understand why you’re acting this way. You’re practically trying to jump him amongst all these demons.
Lucifer narrows his eyes at you before taking a subtle whiff of your scent and just the slight inhale causes his entire body to stiffen as he instantly feels all the blood in his body rush into his boxers. How on earth did he not notice it before?
“You need to be fucked, don’t you?” He coos into your ear as he tightly wraps his large hand around your wrist. Lucifer drags you out of the ballroom, ignoring every person who tries to stop him. He brings you to an empty hallway before ushering you roughly into an old abandoned room filled with trinkets that haven’t been touched in centuries. You’re not too focused on anything other than the demon in front of you. “Let me guess, you drank the hellfire wine, didn’t you?”
You nod eagerly and try to ignore your guilty conscious, ignore how you messed up the evening.
“Dearest, you know what that does to humans. I warned you beforehand.” He starts a lecture, one that you know could go on for hours but you don’t have the hours to wait, not when you’re working up a sweat and your thighs have begun to tremble. There’s a wet heat aching between your thighs and you only become more and more uncomfortable as time goes on.
“I didn’t know what it looked like!” Your eyes pathetically fill up with thick tears and Lucifer nearly awes at the sight. It seems he’s being too hard on you.
“Calm down, my pet.” He quietly murmurs against your forehead as he steps closer to you, placing either of his hands on your biceps. “You just want to cum, don’t you? You need release so badly, poor thing,” From his words alone, you swear you could cum. All over again your body starts to tremble. “I’ve got you, human, I’ll give you exactly what you need.”
When Lucifer promises something, he always delivers.
His clothes are discarded in seconds and you’re sure you zoned out all the way until he pulled you into his lap and lined his cock up with your entrance. You don’t remember your own clothes coming off or how he got to sucking on your breasts so earnestly. All you can focus on is his hard cock now fully inside of you. Your movements are messy and rushed, you take full control as Lucifer leans back in the leather chair.
You’re bouncing thoughtfully in his lap, loudly mewling and moaning at how full you feel. The entire time since you got your hands on that wine, you’ve been on edge. Lucifer can bring you bliss within seconds but you know that tonight, it won’t be enough. You’ll have to use him the whole night until you’re both utterly spent, until you’re forced to be peeled off of his cock.
Anticipation grows in Lucifer’s stomach with a smile on his lips to match, oh he’s looking forward to this.
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The avatars of sin ganging up on y/n, making them their pet
⚠️ MDNI
Tags: possessive/ownership, overstimulation, taming, shaming
Y/N can be any gender in this one.
Probably the most slutty fic conceptually, yet ironically the less provocative/descriptive thing I’ve written thus far. It is really short but I’ll put it under a read more nonetheless. Enjoy!
You had always been cheeky but lately, you might've gone a bit too far. Some of your actions could in fact be seen as you looking down on the avatars of sin which was in extension an insult to the devildom. You would play around with them, challenging them, then happily tease them once they lost. Or even straight up play with their hearts, switching 2 to 4 times a day with whom you're hanging out with. They had started to slowly feel like some hookers or like easily replaceable toys for you to use. It was frustrating, at times they even felt outright disrespected. Like some side pieces for you to choose from and juggle between at will.
Oh, how exhilarating it was when you came to them to ask for help, desperate after you had been struck by a curse. Making you weak and desperate for touch, asking them to fuck you while looking all hot and bothered.
Lucifer was the one to break first, leading all of his brothers along to "teach you a lesson."
They were planning on humiliating you, on making you beg, on completely destroying your ego and making you feel mortified. But, well… they quickly realized how difficult it was for them to be mean and commanding towards you once they surrounded you, each trying to put their hands on you to rip your clothes off. In reality, all they managed to do is to slowly and gently take your clothes off.
Why was that? Because despite how you usually act with them, once you were cornered you started acting all shy, obedient and vulnerable. If you had been more provocative it would be easy to be mean, to strip you off of your dignity but as it turned out, that wasn’t the case. You were just so cute that they instead treated you carefully and lovingly, measuring your reactions.
Of course, some of them took the reins on teasing you and mocking you a little more once they got comfortable with the situation at hand. Those demons being Lucifer, Asmo, Belphie and in some instances Satan as well. Meanwhile Mammon, Levi and Beel were still very gentle and kind, telling the others off the moment it looked like something had hurt you or a movement was too sudden, too rough for your sensitive body to handle.
They take turns using you, making you say their name, making you apologize for being so full of yourself before and while some may try to act like it’s not working, they’re all absolutely smitten and have already forgiven you or even completely forgotten why they got mad at you in the first place. They caress your back, squeeze your thighs, pet your head, kiss your cheeks. They can’t help but find you adorable, especially seeing the contrast between how you usually act and how you are right now in front of them.
Eventually, they start treating you like their plaything. Dressing you up in cute and slutty outfits for their eyes only, filming and taking pictures of you, telling you to sit on their laps and so on and so forth. It doesn’t take long for them to make you into their beloved pet. They start fighting over you, wanting to hog you all for themselves. At some point they decide to come up with a schedule, indicating which day you’ll spend with which demon in order to avoid "unfairness" in your interactions with them. You’re their precious little darling and they go absolutely stupid over you.
They love making you tired, so weak that you can’t even keep yourself on your hands and knees. Once your arms give out, you’re a mumbling and drooling mess, ass in the air only because they’re holding you by the waist to pound into you. When that happens, you’re the most adorable thing ever in their eyes. They love watching you squirm, whimper and cry under them as they’re overstimulating you. All the while you can’t help but shudder under their pressing gazes on your entire being, the cute faces you make along with the pretty sounds that escape your mouth, the way you tremble when you’re about to cum, your little hands flailing only to grab either the sheets beneath you or one of them. They want to witness it all.
Puppy, bunny, darling, baby. The nicknames keep piling up, your name getting called less and less. They’ve successfully made you into their obedient little pet and they damn well will make sure to spoil you every single day...
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Characters that have cuteness aggression for you
Sometimes you're just too cute for them to hold back their desire squeeze
Cw: this is just for fun fantasy and if anybody tries to harm you in real life whether it be a spouse or a partner that is not okay.
Intrusive thoughts win
While he would never hurt you, sometimes you say or do something so cute that he can't help but wrap his arms around you and squeeze! Pick you up into his crushing grip, jumping into the bed with you, trapping you forever in his hold you may not escape There Is no escape this is your life now laying in bed with your partners arms and legs wrapped around you.
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CHILDE, EMMET, Mammon, Shane, Cole, Kaveh, Caelus, Itto, Asmo.
Would tell you in a very scary way.
Even though you know that he's joking the way he said it was so blatantly ominous yet oddly sweet at the same time. The two of you sitting together occupied with whatever you doing until he just turns to you with a half lit smile. " you're so cute you know that? I just want to squeeze you till you pop. But if your dead that then I won't be able to kiss you anymore." or " the urge to put my hands hands on you and leave my mark is overwhelming dear please don't wear anything that cute ever again."
'what the fuck?' Were the only three words in your mind. Completely caught off guard by his sudden statement. And before you know it he just turns back around doing whatever he was doing before like nothing happened. Now this time he wraps an arm around you and holds you closer yearning to be closer to his beloved.
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VOLO, Wriothesley, Sebastian, SILAS, ZERO,Jing yuan, BELPHEGOR.
Many thoughts
They may seem calm and collected, but there is inner turmoil inside that brain. Every time you do something even slightly cute, they scream and ride on the floor in their head while they stand there silently with a blank faces. They are losing their mind, and you can see the tremble in their fists. They want to squeeze you, stuff you in a jar, and keep you all to themselves. Mouth foaming as they ferally growl and rip into an imaginary object. Or Cry tears as they scream how cute you are, But on the outside, they have the straightest face.
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NEUVILLETTE, Selam, Diluc, Dan heng, Ingo, Byleth, Alhaitham, Lucifer.
#I tried a different style with this I hope you like this it's relatively short and sweet!#submas#pokemon x reader#obey me#Pokemon#stardew valley#Sdv#genshin impact
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hi love! big fan of your blog <3 if it wouldn't be too much trouble, could I request hc's for a gender neutral MC who calls the obey me boys (minus luke ofc) by terms of endearment as a nickname, like calling mammon honey! love you, have a great day!
Hi anon! I'm assuming you're asking for their reactions to being called smth like that and what they'd prefer to be called? Idk but that's what I did lol. Hope you enjoy!
Genre: fluff
Warnings: none
Lucifer:
I think the first time you use a term of endearment for him, he's just kinda like 🧍 LMAO
like it just catches him so off guard bc he's not used to it
if you call him smth serious like "darling" or "sweetie," he will blush but try to hide it
if it's smth dumb like "my honey bunches of oats," he's going to give you the most unimpressed look imaginable
definitely prefers to call you and to be called the more 'mature' terms such as darling, honey, my love, sweetheart, my beloved, and so on
Mammon:
blushes 47103784 different shades and can't stop stuttering the first time you call him one
pretends to not like them but is actually obsessed
he will legit think you're mad at him if you use his name instead of a pet name 😭✋😂
likes calling you the cheesy, dorky stuff like sweetie (pie), cutie (pie), my honey bunches of oats, sugar, sunshine, buttercup, sweet pea, and so on
he likes when you call him babe/baby, honey, sweetie, handsome, sweet thang, good lookin, and probs smth ridiculous like stud muffin 💀
Levi:
dies on the spot. rip Levi
nah but he fr gets SO embarrassed
honestly probably takes him a while to call you anything other than your name and "normie" 😭✋
when he finally gets with the program, he'd probably start out with calling you basic stuff like babe/baby and beautiful, and then might start warming up to more playful ones like queen/king or even smth oddly specific like Pudding Pop which ofc has a funny story behind it
he likes it when you call him babe/baby. And while these next ones are so corny and cheesy that it makes him want to die, he secretly loves them. Honey bun, sweetie (pie), love bug, and mayhaps even a baby boy?
Satan:
I can't decide if he'd be blushing red from embarrassment or would just be such a cocky bastard about it 😭✋
idk maybe if he was unsure about your feelings then he'd be flustered, but if he knew how you felt, he'd just be smirking as his sharp tongue went unchecked
honestly, probably uses similar terms that Luci uses, but I think he'd also use terms that are from books, poetry, and so on. Stuff like rosebud, jewel, my beloved, apple of my eye, light of my life, beau, dove, cara mia ("my beloved" in Italian), and so on. He'd also love to call you kitten/kitty cat/etc
he'd probably, again, like similar ones that Luci prefers. I think he'd also like things like Romeo, my other half, soulmate, my one and only, and other stuff like that. He even grows to like "old man" despite the fact that he pretends to hate it 💀
Asmo:
sigh. where to even start with this man
he's been calling you pet names since day one 😭💀
it ranges from cutie to sexy, baby to mi amor, sweet cheeks to darling, little dove to doll. it's a new one every time he addresses you I stg. It honestly just depends on what kind of mood he's/you're in, where you are, who you're with, etc.
he likes when you call him the same things, but especially likes anything that refers to his looks such as handsome, dream boat, papi, hot stuff, sexy, casanova, and so on. He also likes things like prince charming and my knight in shining armor
Beel:
my time has come
probably blushes when you call him one but then gets super happy and is just cheesin for the rest of the day
loves loves loves when you both use food ones 😭😂 sweetie pie, honey (bun), jellybean, cupcake, dumpling, buttercup, sugarplum, puddin, sugar, the list goes on 😭✋😂
I think he would also like the really sweet and cute ones too though like honey bunny, love bug, my love, darling, and so on
Belphie:
can dish it out but can't eat what he's cookin LMAO
easily calls you pet names but always gets so embarrassed when you return it. (He's probably the type to get angry when you call him something sweet or cute LMAO like his embarrassment turns into anger to cope with it anogifehdfah)
he loves calling you my moon/stars/sun(shine). I think he'd also use ones like angel, babe/baby, sweetie/sweetheart, and so on
he'd like when you call him sleepyhead, teddy bear, babe/baby, and snuggle bug. Super cheesy ones like snookums or smth like that will never fail to make him grin and chuckle
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A good fight from such a small army, only for those seven to lose. As the final traces of their brothers and sister fell from the light, the angels looked at their hands, stained with the colour of pain. These hands. These horribly unclean hands holding spears and bows, swords and cudgels, used to cut down their own friends and collegues because Father had commanded them to, the bloody hands of hundreds of angels burned.
No one dared speak, or even think. The only noise that crushed the silence was the first cry. One angel had begun weeping uncontrollably. Another followed, as did more, grief pealing from Father’s children in waves.
In the human world, parents tell their children that it rains when angels cry. If that were true, then their world would have flooded tenfold that day.
Lilith, whose heart was so filled with love, she dared to save a single human. She faced obliteration by Father’s hand, to be so unmade that she could no longer live other lives.
Lucifer, the Morning Star, had led the rebellion in order to protect her. Before he fell out of their lines of sight, they watched him rip out two of his six beautiful wings, and all could hear his curses directed at Father, curses so shocking and unheard of it left them all shellshocked. Those who witnessed never knew nightmares before then.
It seemed like just yesterday, Mammon had become a Throne under Lucifer’s wing. Many younger angels had been brought up by him, and those same angels wondered if his blood now touched them. Had their blind devotion dressed them in his feathers and viscera? That red slick now permeated their pores and sunk so deep, it sickened the marrow of their bones with dread.
General Leviathan fought respectfully well, many would later look at the scars he had given them, only to remember him fondly, bittersweetly. He was a shy angel in what was once a time of peace, no one had an ill word on his reputation.
Future parties would no longer be the same without the Shining Jewel of Heaven. Many of Asmodeus’ former friends hid gifts of his away, feeling shame and fear should Father know the beautiful memories of him would be pulled out in quick moments of need, to wash away self-doubt and remember all the good things he had to say about everyone.
The ever-stoic and soft-spoken cherub Beelzebub had fought so viciously, destroying so much in his path. Near the end of the battle, they watched him dive desperately towards Lilith and Belphegor, who had both been struck down midflight. The two had been so close and beloved by him that he dropped everything to attempt to save his brother and sister. All three disappeared into the clouds, so no one knew if Beel saved either of them.
And poor Belphegor... Everyone knew how much he loved the humans. How many times had one of these angels covered for him and Lilith when they would sneak down to the realm of mortals, to watch and admire? How many stories had they brought back and excitedly whispered to them? How could they ever forget the way his eyes sparkled and crinkled with giddiness?
How could they? How could they have done this to them? Their brothers’ fight was with Father, why did they need to get so involved? How did this turn into a war? Was it fear of Father's retaliation? Was facing obliteration truly that much worse than losing such beloved, exemplary siblings?
Their eyes turned to Father.
And Father only stared back.
Who else would challenge Him now? Why should they? Did they forget how much... Father loved them? Molded their little clay bodies with His own hands? Breathed souls into that clay? Gave them names? Could they even comprehend becoming so ungrateful, without fear of becoming undone? Who dared doubt Him? Who should be so bold as to commit thought crimes under His omniscient watch?
Nothing was ever going to be the same.
My hands burn for you
My hands learn for you
As I lift them empty to the sky
And ask the good Lord why oh why
We must fill our smiles
With these broken bones
And hold our breath for you
Even when it was whispered that all but Lilith survived, they still mourned all seven just the same. The black sheep Simeon would bring back updates whenever he came home on his trips to the Devildom, risking further demotion. He didn’t have to do all that for them, but then again, all of those who missed the brothers craved anything he had to offer. After a particular scolding from Michael, Simeon began bringing home those books from the human realm, the series called “The Seven Lords” by Christopher Peugeot.
The young prodigy Luke was only so lucky to get to accompany Simeon on these trips. The young angels who grew up not knowing Mammon had to ask him what the former Throne was like, now that he was not just a demon, but an avatar of sin. However, Luke’s attention would always be elsewhere, uninterested in gossiping about demons in favour of handling whatever tasks a certain Archangel gave him.
Michael was forever altered. Without the Morning Star by his side, the leader of these angels now handled his and Lucifer’s workloads on his own. Now he seemed bossier, more rude, reclusive. His proverbial duet partner was gone, now Michael’s lone harmony sounded strangely off-key. So he rebelled in a safe and cowardly way, asking Simeon to retrieve little tokens and treats from the Devildom, just to get little ideas and tastes of what Lucifer and his brothers must be experiencing. Did they now like these kinds of things? Did his beautiful Lucifer also pass by these knick-knacks at the market? Did Lucifer think of Michael like this too? Did he...? Does his back still hurt...? It must.. It must...
The Seraphim Raphael could be seen being his usual stoic self, unreadable and silent, strict with the lower angels as usual. However, some would overhear the moments when Raphael thought he was alone, free to sniffle and paw at his dewy eyes. Despite his annoyance with some of the brothers, it seems that even some of the strongest angels had trouble accepting the empty seats at empty tables, the spaces they loved and shared that now felt so liminal, dusty, and disquieting, and the eerie silence where Mammon’s jokes, Asmodeus’ singing, and Belphegor’s stories should have been.
And no one thought to ask Father how He felt. A mile radius around Him was covered in eggshells and landmines. Everyone had the privilege of being divine and radiant, as long as no one questioned or betrayed Him. No one wanted to fall from grace, no one wanted obliteration, and so it was that everyone was... happy, fine, okay, content, satisfied. A moment spent pretending that Father wasn’t to be feared was a moment to rejoice in his unconditional love, as long as they never broke a rule. For if you betrayed Him, He would betray you.
So do not move
And do not think
Just let it be
Later on we’ll see
And if you asked any particularly brave or stupid angel, everyone living in the Celestial Realm was living in hell.
[Lyrics: Nataly Dawn, “My Hands Burn” X]
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Ello! How are you on this lovely day? Hope you're taking care of yourself 💕 for my request can I have the obey me brothers with a demon reader that has the same form as Lucifer but missing one so they have 3 losing it amongst a battle against an strong demon, and like instead of an diamond on their forehead like Lucifer has instead it's an spade on their forehead
Suggestiveness in Asmo’s part, gender-neutral reader.
Lucifer
You both are a very romantic couple, believe it or not. It comes from a place of understanding, since you both know each other’s pain. You had one of your wings sawn off, and he sometimes traces over the scar whenever you both are laying in bed with each other.
It was how you both met, actually. Right after the angels fell and became demons, you were attacked by one of those filthy creatures. Lucifer had just taken Lilith to Diavolo when he heard your cry for help. He all but ran over to see you, bleeding and with one of your beloved wings gone.
He got a good look at you, and you now were exactly like him, save for the wing and the spade upon your forehead rather than his diamond. He picked you up in his arms and carried you to Lord Diavolo’s Castle, where you could receive proper treatment. Lucifer stayed by your side as you recovered, but he knew that the loss of one of your wings would be hard to deal with.
Mammon
He found your scar when you were looking at it in the mirror. It wasn’t a small scar, so he was able to see it even from afar. Mammon placed both his hands on your shoulder as he asked you who did it, and you had to tell him the story of that fateful day.
You had fallen into the Devildom just like the other brothers, but you had fallen into the town. Demons weren’t particularly nice, and so they jumped at the opportunity to try and harvest your beautiful wings, but you fought them off as best you could. You, however, lost a wing in the process.
Mammon looked you over again because you were now in your full form. The spade upon your forehead, along with the forever melancholy look in your eyes reminded him of his eldest brother. It was a bit out of character for him, but he placed a gentle kiss upon the marking and pulled you close into his arms.
Leviathan
When you are in his lap while he’s playing a video game, he often traces his nails on your back very lightly. He reaches the very rough patch of skin and asks you about it. You stood up and got into your demon form, surprising him a little. Your wings looked like his oldest brother’s… except for one.
You went into the long tale of how a demon took your wing because they thought your feathers were the most beautiful things to have graced the Devildom, and they wanted them for themselves. The blood that wept from your back was blood boiling in lust for revenge.
At this, Levi felt as though he had a job to do. Once you had gone back to your room, he immediately began plotting with his brothers. He used his skills to track down the demon that had the audacity to rip your only fragment of pride left, and a plan was formed. You did not need to know what happened.
Satan
He was reading a story to you when your shirt rode up a little as you were getting comfortable, and he caught a glimpse of the scar. Everything halted as he sat you up and asked you seriously about it. He hopes that whoever hurt you can catch the hands he’s about to throw.
However, when you let out a deep, saddened sigh, his heart hurt. You went through the entire story about you falling from the Celestial Realm and a greedy demon sawing off your wing to sell it for a bucket-load of money. Satan was absolutely appalled that they would do such a thing. Not even Mammon would go that far.
While this emotional (but also physical) wound would stay fresh for a long time, he would be there when the pain hit the hardest. He knows what it’s like to be seen when you’re at your lowest, and he wants to be there to help build you back up. So he places a delicate kiss upon your forehead marking as he continues the story he was previously reading.
Asmodeus
The two of you were getting quite intimate when he felt your scar, and he immediately sat up and asked you about it. The atmosphere changed from lustful to sad almost immediately, and he genuinely did not like it.
You explained that you had fallen in the heart of the Devildom, and a demon saw you and attacked you at your most vulnerable point, and he managed to rip off one of your wings. Asmo let out a huge gasp of shock as he continued to listen.
Once you had finished, the 5th eldest brother sat behind you and placed a huge kiss upon the rough skin on your back, and it left a huge lipstick mark. It did tickle a bit, and it made you feel a slight feeling of comfort. Just know that by the end of the night, you completely forgot everything besides your lover’s name.
Beelzebub
You were wearing a shirt with a replica of Beel’s jersey over it, since he had a game. You both were in his room as you were taking the jersey off, only for your shirt to ride up with it and show the scar. Your boyfriend immediately got worried and walked over to you to ask how you got it.
The sigh you let out was one of melancholy and pain, and the Avatar of Gluttony regretted asking and went to apologize, but you beat him to the punch. You told him about how a demon was right there when you fell from the Celestial Realm and stole your wing.
To say that he was both angry and upset would be the understatement of any millennia. At that moment, he wanted to go hunt down whatever demon did this to you, but for right now he just pulled you into a hug. You melted into his arms, seeking comfort in the 6th brother.
Belphegor
He was cuddling you, his arms wrapped around you, and you were facing each other. His hand felt some rough skin on your back, but he originally thought nothing of it. However, you then began tossing and turning. Belphie decided to see what you were dreaming about.
There was fire in the sky, and your brothers and sisters from the Celestial Realm were all falling into the Devildom. You fell in the midst of a group of demons who were waiting for an angel to drop. One of them was especially cruel, and took their knife to your wing and cut it off. It caused even the Avatar of Sloth to flinch.
You then woke up in a cold sweat, glancing around before realizing that you were okay and that you were safe. Your beloved had to help you through breathing correctly. Once you had calmed down, you almost seemed ashamed because you knew that he knew about your little secret. However, the only thing that changed was how strong he saw you as.
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!!!! I didn't know you played obey me omg!!! That was like,, My Game for the longest time.
Barbatos my fave ever.... the babygirl.... he makes me ill. I started playing Obey Me (because of barb actually) long before I started Twst and it's what made me like Jade so much 😭 but I did already very much like butler-types. So he was doomed to a life of blorbo even before then.
My friend and I have a running joke actually that Barbatos and Jade are cousins. Because where else would Jade get it from lol
But that's really cool!! Rip Obey Me Original tho . I miss her everyday. They did her dirty with Nightbringer 😔
- :3 anon
Yes!!!! >w< I was obsessed with Obey Me when it was first released. Mammon had me in such a chokehold... ;;;; I can't believe it's been so much time since 2019. Σ(°ロ°)
I really liked Mammon, Satan, and Belphie the most. <3 my beloveds of all time. :D aaaa but now I see the appeal of Barbatos!!! He's really so wonderful. orz orz truly the cutest butler blorbo ever!! >w<
Jade and Barb being cousins omg...... :O they do have their similarities hehe. I wonder if they would try to out-butler the other if they were competing for the same darling. >:D
Aaaaa I haven't played Nightbringer and I don't know much about it, but I hope to finish the main story in Obey Me!!! I'm still very far behind. ;;;
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Mortality
Ft:Mc, mammon
Game: obey me shall we date
Tw:character death, disturbing topics
Just please don’t interact if you can’t handle these types of ANGST fics 😭
Gender neutral MC
LESSON 16 SPOILERS
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It was just like any other day in the HoL, Lucifer was in his study running through paper after paper.
Mammon was in his bedroom sitting on his couch, counting Grimm and binding any devil points he had.
Leviathan sitting down infront of his computer waiting anxiously for the next “SSR limited ruri-chan!” Figure to go on auction.
Satan was in the library, looking around for a book about healing herbs for one of asmos face masks.
Asmodeus found himself sitting at his vanity, light shining down on his face as he fixed his eyeliner and lightly curled his Lucious hair.
Beelzebub? We all know where he was, Beel was in the kitchen slamming down the whole refrigerator after a long workout at the gym with his friends.
Mc well they- wait? Where is Mc?
Mc was running, hastily up the stairs to meet the beloved demon they have been sneaking to every night, it’s not like they liked him but he was one of their friends. And the thrill of defying Lucifer Lord of pride was way too good to stop!
There they sat, outside the bars of the attic having yet another conversation with the demon.
Wishing to be closer to him, Mc put their all into getting rid of those bars.
And one day, they did! Running up those same steps, to see that same demon, the one they have been seeing for almost a month now!
They were all antsy, trembling with excitement as belphegor opened his strong arms
Mc began to walk to belphegor, opening their arms just as wide, suddenly they were frozen, his hands gripping tightly on their throat as their feet raised from the ground
They gasped for air, they tried to scream, nothing came out but the gurgled sounds of pain.
Once belphegor was sure that they weren’t moving quite as much anymore..he threw them roughly to the ground, kicking them down the stairs letting their body roll to the bottom.
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Every brother in the house heard the loud maniacal laughter that filled their ears, not only did they recognize that laugh as their younger brother who was supposed to be in the human realm, they heard the thuds as the human laid at the bottom of the stairs
Switching to Mammons pov here! :)
Mammon heard the loud thuds, the maniacal laughter of his little brother.
But thats not all, he felt his humans pact tug for him, were they hurt?
Mammon was so confused, he didn’t know what to do but his first instinct was to get to his human as soon as possible, he ran faster than he’d ever ran before, when he got to the stair room, he saw Mc laying on the ground barely breathing, belphegor was being held back by Beelzebub while Lucifer in a panic was scolding and ordering around his brothers.
Mammons heart dropped in his chest as he stared at them.
Wasn’t he their protector?
And if so..why are they laying across from him half dead, he promised them, he told them that if he couldn’t protect them than they might as well die.
Mammons legs carried him to mc where he scooped their body into his arms
His brothers watched as mammon began to sob and tremble, he felt his heart ripping apart in his chest, he hadn’t cried this hard since Lilith
He held them tightly to his chest
He never meant it when he called it you a stupid human Mc
He didn’t mean it, so please keep your eyes open
Give him another chance to prove himself
He held their hand tightly and watched as their eyes shut, his tears dropping onto their face
…
He had loved them since the beginning
Ever since he laid their eyes on him he didn’t want to admit it but they were the most beautiful/handsome human he had ever laid his eyes on.
He wished he had admitted his love to them sooner
To their face
But now here he is, admitting it to their headstone, resting a bouquet of yellow roses on their grave next to the photo of them that was hung up
Mammon pressed his lips to it gently
He gripped the dirt tightly and lowered his head in respect..
In respect for the human he had loved
In respect for the human that had him kicking his feet and giggling whenever they shot him a text
In respect for the human that reminded him he wasn’t a filthy scum, but a demon lord
In respect for his human.
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A Crime In the Devildom (Obey Me!) fic part 2
Part 1 may be found here. Next Part 3 here.
Content: Lucifer and the brothers bring their very upset pact human back home. Established relationships, mention of violence, injury, blood, mention of death.
The entrance to the Demon Lord's Castle closed as Lucifer shifted his hold on Marzena. His brothers hovering around him to be as close to their beloved pact human as physically possible. Which Lucifer was unable to get angry over after the fiasco this day had been. So he walked slowly forward as his brothers rambled amongst each other. Slow enough for Asmodeus to take out a compact brush and begin to brush Marzena's hair for her. His words soft and sad as he made sure to start at the ends and work his way up. "Just look at your hair. All snarled and with split ends besides. You really should let me give you a trim. If not a full spa treatment. That will be a must for tomorrow. No arguing."
Mammon gave a huff to cross his arms and fume and cuss over the fact this all happened. His anger let loose to the open air as Beelzebub moved to stand at Lucifer's other side. His big hand gently touching at Marzena's foot where she lost her shoe from the earlier fight. His words rumbled out like a bear. "I know we don't need to be on guard anymore. But I think we should set up a bodyguard system for a week or two." Lucifer nodded as Leviathan finally looked up from his phone. The Avatar of Envy scowling to make a comment. "The social media sites have blown up already. Marzena is being called a criminal by the family of the suspected serial killer. The rag tabloids already have articles spinning fake news about what happened. This means trouble."
Belphegor groaned as Satan shook his head. The blonde noting with serious tones as he mused, "That's one way to cause a debacle. Lord Diavolo ordered the family to not say anything until he made his official announcement on the case to the Devildom. This will mean more work for him as well as us. I vote we keep Marzena at home until Lord Diavolo gives the all clear." Lucifer sighed to see the sense in this as Mammon grinned at the idea. The silver haired demon openly stating, "A fine idea! I will gladly say that the Great Mammon will be happy to be Marzena's personal bodyguard to tutor her on what she misses in class and see to her every need! Since I'm just such a great guy!"
All the brothers roll their eyes for Belphegor to snort. His own words pointed as he shakes his head. "Or stay at home to gamble on your phone all day. Perhaps even give a special interview on Marzena's behalf to earn some Grimm. I vote you be tossed to Cerberus when we get home." Mammon squacks as Lucifer notices Marzena shiver in his arms. The human giving a few snickers to then have a sniffle escape. So Lucifer tells them all, "Stop. Marzena is already past her breaking point. We focus on the now and see to her needs. Satan. The command from Lord Diavolo was for us to be her jailers. As such, we will be staying home from RAD. Leviathan. I expect you to stay home as well. So you may keep tabs on the social media feeds and alert us as needed."
Leviathan blinked to then nod as they all reached the House of Lamentation. Where there was a very unexpected surprise. Someone had left a black envelope taped to the front gate. One that Mammon snatched up before anyone could warn him. The Avatar of Greed ripping the envelope open to then yelp and drop the envelope. Since a dozen or more nasty looking crimson spiders pour out of the envelope to swarm up his arm. Biting and hissing to leave purple toxin wherever they touch. So Mammon is snarling as Satan rips Mammon's uniform coat right off his body to start wiping the spiders off his arm with the coat. While Mammon smacks at the spiders for Asmodeus to give a shriek of pure horror. So Lucifer hands Marzena over to Beelzebub for the Avatar of Gluttony to take to the air with his cargo. More spiders spilling free of the envelope for Belphegor to shout out, "It's a summoning curse! Back up!"
The brothers jump back as Lucifer throws a spell of flames over the envelope. Which destroys the envelope in seconds, but not the spiders. Who seem to feed on the magic flames to multiply. So Lucifer gives a rumble of pure fury as Leviathan chooses to wash the spiders away from him with a blast of water. Which has Belphegor get the idea to curse the spiders around him with a quick ice spell. The spiders freezing to then turn to flakes of dust. So Leviathan copies Belphegor to use the same spell. Asmodeus doing the same for the spiders to soon be no more. So it is that the brothers gather around again to look very upset as Marzena presses herself as close to Beelzebub as possible. Her words hurting as she asks, "Mammon? Are you okay?" Mammon cusses as Lucifer takes Mammon's hand to look his arm over. Where Mammon's skin is burned like someone dunked his arm in acid. Blood dripping down his arm and elbow for Lucifer to sound highly agitated. "He will be fine after a good night of sleep and a lecture about being more careful. So let's head inside and do a full sweep of every nook and cranny of our home. Leviathan, call Solomon to help with the sweep of the house for anything we didn't have in the house already. I will take no risks that some fool didn't break in and leave more gifts for us."
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Hello, I really like poly headcanons. What I mean is that the reader is protected and pampered by the boys, especially protected, as someone important surrounded by his bodyguards, when another monster, oblivious to the polygamous relationship, tries to woo the reader. How will the werewolf or griffin brothers (either of the two) react to another werewolf or griffin trying to steal their beloved and kind human reader, who is also somewhat dense and thought that the monster just wanted to be friendly. The funny thing is that both types of monsters are known to resort to violence to protect their own and if killing is necessary, so be it. It doesn't necessarily have to be yandere, I think the boys would still resort to violence
Big notice. I made Solomon the other werewolf. I thought it would be interesting to switch it up. Regardless I hope you enjoy.
Poly Werewolf Brothers with another werewolf trying to court you GN-Reader SFW
Noticing the flirting
They were thrilled to finally have their grievances and issues ironed out so they could be in this relationship with you. They have never felt so connected and whole, it was a freeing feeling.
But they noticed Solomon getting much too close for comfort. Sure, you were already acquainted before you had gotten into a relationship with any of them, but they couldn’t help but bite their tongues; they couldn’t stop you from hanging out with him. Asmodeus didn't seem to mind. He encouraged it but got jealous quickly when you two didn't evolve him. His tail was wagging like a poodle more than a wolf.
The others didn't like it at all. Belphegor, Mammon, and Leviathan were fuming over it and snarling over it, their tail fur on end and claws itching to dig into something just from the sight of him. Even wanting it to bite him into submission, but you were always so close. They didn't want to scare you.
Lucifer, Beelzebub, and Satan were cordial, but let it be known that their approaches were not tolerated. Every time Solomon took your hand, their ears folded back and they let out low growls. Beelzebub even threatened to eat Solomon if he didn’t back off.
When they saw Solomon, even when they were around you they would gnash their teeth and growl. Solomon never really gave the same energy back. He found it amusing how angry some of them got. Sometimes he saw it as a game but your mates sure fucking didn’t. They could slowly feel the rage boiling under their skin.
Solomon didn’t mind their hostile shows; he really enjoyed how worked up they got. Not to mention being with you. Unlike the others, he wasn’t born into the werewolf traditions, he was human once, and he finds himself connecting with you quite a bit. He loves your spirit and the way you laugh. Even if you didn’t think you were bright, he found himself loving the way your mind interlinked things or even came to conclusions. He was wrapped up in your processing of things.
To Solomon it was fine if your mates hated him so long as he was able to be around you.
Confrontation
Soon the flirting got to be far too much. When they saw him rub his cheek against yours and then bump his nose against yours, the intimate gesture drove everyone wild and they all dove on Solomon ready to rip him apart.
Solomon put up a grand fight, easily knocking them back and holding his own against a few of them, but as a pack that was unified and ready to rip his throat for touching their beloved mate he did end up on the losing end.
It’s up to you to stop them from tearing Solomon apart. They’ve been waiting for this moment. Solomon finally gave them an excuse to unleash their bloodlust and here they are fangs dripping with blood and saliva.
Should you decide to step in, they stop instantly. Some of them growl, but when you tell them to yield, they do. Even Solomon is shocked when you stop them. When you ask for them to let him go, they bite their lips and look at each other. They can’t say no to you even though they would be happy to finish the job, chase him off at the very least.
You may even ask him to join your pack, your poly family. All of them kick up a fuss, but if you REALLY want it… as they said before, they can’t say no to their darling little mate. But it will take a very long time for them to accept Solomon, though Asmodeus is thrilled about the agreement but constantly corrects the silver wolf. Using Asmodeus as a guide is a good and healthy way to help Solomon navigate the relationship dynamics.
But if not, and you let them fight, Solomon is left badly wounded and they threaten that if he comes near you again they won’t let him go again. Not even Asmodeus or Leviathan will defend him at this point. Solomon smiles at you one last time before limping off.
The brothers flock to you and Asmodeus and Mammon try to lick off the smell from you and scent you on your own. The rest of the night, as they’re nursing their injuries, they take turns making sure Solomon’s stink is off of you and they forbid you to see him again.
They spend a lot of time after being overly close to you and even sleep in their wolf forms to keep you close and warm, so your scent is mixed with theirs again. They’ll be bragging about this for a while to the other werewolves. You’re their mate. Stay back or they’ll wind up like Solomon.
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CW: spoilers for lesson 16, ANGST/COMFORT WITH MAMMON, some angst before super cute fluff! I don’t know if this counts as a warning but just in case, Mammon kisses MC’s neck. You/yours for the MC! Gender neutral
MAMMON MY BELOVED, giving him a big smooch because he deserves it. Also how on earth do people make a cut in the post??
Sometimes, Mammon thinks.
Now, that’s not something out of the ordinary. Everyone thinks, for hell’s sake. Mammon’s issue is when he can’t stop thinking. All these words and emotions stir together and they don’t make sense. They never make sense to him.
The worst part is when he thinks about things he wants to forget. Like tonight, harmlessly shuffling through a card deck. He remembers the last time he shuffled this deck, cut off half-way through to a thud hitting the floor from the railing above the stairs. Cards long forgotten when bruises darkened your neck in the shape of his little brother’s fingerprints.
He shook his head, hands stilling on his deck. He wasn’t in the mood to play cards anymore.
He threw them to the side, not giving a second glance as they fluttered out and all over the rug. He couldn’t think about them anymore, he needed to get you out of his head and into his arms.
It was late, but he couldn’t think about that, either. His hands found you faster than his eyes could, your body almost hiding beneath the pile of blankets you needed to fight the Devildom chill. Mammon isn’t quite sure how he got to your room so fast, or how he managed to dive beneath your blankets and curl up to your side. You were warm and soft and, well, awake now.
“Mammie?” Your voice was groggy as you rubbed the sleep from your eyes. A quick nod confirmed your suspicion, and by the way he clung to your body, you could assume what happened.
Despite having you so close, Mammon didn’t quite feel better. That didn’t make any sense, either. It felt like nothing made sense in his head these days.
Wordlessly, you ran your fingers through his hair. “You can talk about it if you want.” You whispered after a minute.
“I’m scared.” A hushed confession on quivering lips. He left a kiss on your neck, where he remembered bruises staining your skin. Another was planted under your jaw. One more wet the skin of your throat and ripped a shiver up your spine. “I’m scared of losing you again.” He kissed between words at first, then kissed when he hesitated. Kissed when his lips couldn’t bear to spill his thoughts. Feather-light kisses all the way up your jaw and to your mouth, then back down to your collarbone.
“I’m right here, Mammie.” You let him settle down into your side again, holding him close to your chest. “And I’m not going anywhere.”
“You better not.” His voice was soft and gentle, but he almost sounded like he was holding back tears.
Nothing made sense to Mammon. But you did.
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The Obey Me Brothers And Their Worst Nightmares Pt 3 (Beel and Belphie)
Part 1: Lucifer and Mammon Part 2: Levi, Satan and Asmo Part 3: Beel and Belphie
Notes: It took me way longer than expected to get this part out.
Warnings: death in Beel's, also graphic descriptions of blood and injuries
Characters involved: Beelzebub, Belphegor
Beelzebub
The battle was more intense than they had thought. Angels and humans alike dropped like flies across the bloodied battlefield as the divine beings fought over their principles.
Minutes and hours blurred into one another as time itself seemed to come to a stop.
Beelzebub had long lost sight of his siblings, with the onslaught of angels attacking them forcefully splitting the eight angels apart.
Thankfully, their connection allowed Beel and Belphie to remain together even as foes kept them at an arm's distance, with his brother's mop of dark blue hair never quite leaving his line of sight.
Their proximity helped calm Beelzebub's racing heart even as he fought one enemy after another. However, the sense of calmness was quickly replaced with trepidation the second he felt his stomach drop.
The feeling had him turning on his feet as Beel sought out his brother's face in the crowd of enemies, with his fear only worsening once he saw Belphie's face, and the sword pointed directly at it.
However, that one horror didn't seem to be enough for fate, for beyond Belphegor's shoulder Beelzebub noticed their beloved sister Lilith turning her back towards an archer with a perfect shot at her heart.
His reaction was almost automatic, with Beel's feet dragging his body towards the archer in question before he could think twice.
Before he could realise that while the arrow aimed for his sister wasn't airborne yet, the sword pointed at his brother's neck certainly was real.
He thought that he could save them, save her. Yet as Beelzebub watched his spear drive through the archer's chest, his stomach only dropped further, for he had been too late.
The arrow had been fired, and just as he had predicted, hit its mark perfectly.
The wound was enough to have Lilith fall to her knees as her right wing all but ripped from the top, causing it to break and create a sudden imbalance that had her tumbling further until Beelzebub could only watch as his flightless sister fell over the edge.
A raw scream echoed around their part of the battlefield, yet even as horror and dread painted his face Beelzebub couldn't help but whirl on his feet, for that guttural yell of pain hadn't come from him.
It had come from Belphegor.
Belphie, who he could have saved but hadn't. Belphie, who had turned to him for help knowing that Beel of all people was the one he could rely on to save him.
Belphie, who now fell to the ground on his knees with his hands clutching at the gash across the front of his throat, a wound so deep that the hot blood gushing from it began to drip past Belphie's elbows to pool near his feet.
As tears slipped past his eyes, Beelzebub couldn't do anything but watch as his twin brother's light began to fade.
He couldn't do anything but lock his eyes with a pair so awfully similar to his, a pair of eyes that too pooled with tears and blood as Belphegor took his final breaths.
Beelzebub had been given a choice that day. A choice to save one of his siblings from a cruel death or watch them both die. Yet in his pursuit to create another option, one that was impossible, Beelzebub had condemned himself to the worst possible outcome of that situation.
He had lost both Belphie and Lilith.
And it was all Beelzebub's fault.
Belphegor
He was there again.
The attic room felt almost suffocating as Belphegor gazed around, noticing how all the little changes that had been made over the past few weeks, things like new plushies or a lack of clutter, had all been reversed.
Almost as if it had all been a dream, as if Belphegor had never escaped the attic in the first place.
The thought made a deeply unsettling feeling take root within his chest as he sat up from the bed, allowing himself to take in everything in the room.
Everything including the seemingly modified far wall. A wall that was made of glass.
However, it was not that change that had Belphegor scrambling back until the back of his knees hit the bed, no, it was what he could see past the glass wall.
He was in the living room.
Or rather, he was able to see the living room.
Usually, such a sight would have made him feel better, but instead the ability to watch his brothers interact with one another and act like everything was fine, like their youngest brother wasn't missing, hurt beyond what he could comprehend.
The worst part was being able to see Beel.
He didn't know how he had expected his brothers to react, but it certainly wasn't with nonchalance.
Throughout his time in the attic, Belphie had never quite felt as alone and desperate to get out as he did at that moment, with the sudden change causing him to sink back onto his bed.
His absence didn't matter. His brothers didn't care about him.
Beel didn't care about him.
The realization drove Belphegor to try and escape his situation, throwing one item after the other at the glass wall aimlessly and watching as the structure remained intact without a single crack.
There was no way to escape, no way to return to his family.
And even if he could return, was there any point? Would his brothers rejoice at the return of their brother who was wronged, or wish for him to go back to where he came from?
Perhaps, Belphegor was always meant to be alone.
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Mammon/Leviathan
They're both subs, so they pass the ball on who has to dom based on how aroused and/or frustrated they are. Levi is the one Mammon goes to when he's feeling upset, either plowing his ass, or getting bossed around as he rides Levi. And similarly, Leviathan trusts Mammon, and loves getting bossed himself as he's made to bend over the nearest surface or getting the leash on his beloved older brother and making him dance to his every whim for the day. They either get up and leave/go on to do something else like video games or billiard, or lay back cuddling for at least half an hour
well, duh / i can see it / IDK honestly / haha. no / girl WHAT
you sent me this knowing i would agree with it but joke's on you because i. do agree with it BUT i have notes
while you win my heart for saying (read: knowing) they're both subs. hear me out on this one
The Rivalry™
normal rules do not apply here. they're both super confident and toppy suddenly. they should dom & they wanna, because, after all, he's the most pathetic brother. he needs to be reminded of his place.
they have this whole stupid power struggle about it every time they fuck. it's like a courtship dance for idiots. one of them eventually gives in, usually by the other one exploiting a kink
mammon's trump cards for levi: physically overpowering him, especially pinning him down; choking him out; & degradation, obviously, but mammon insults him all the time, so it's in a really specific way: he's all sweet and patient, like he's pacifying an unruly child. age card. "it's alright, baby, your big brother's gonna take care'a ya, now stop fussin'. c'mon, i'll wait. i'll wait 'til ya decide you're gonna be good."
levi's trump cards for mammon: possessive, kind of feral shit like biting or constricting him with his tail; really sexually aggressive dirty talk - they're both shy but mammon is definitely way more reserved about sex imo? - that makes him blush and whine; feminizing him
you can rip my mammon feminization kink hc from my cold dead hands
by the way the thought of them playing billiards together is super cute thank you for that. i think mammon's probably better but levi probably surprises him with how well he understands the geometry of the game from playing pool minigames
(send me obey me boys + d/s headcanons?)
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Right in all the Wrong ways
It was another windless night, truthfully it was always like this and it made her wish it was a bit noisy since this place already felt like time stopped but now she welcomed it.
Elly stamped the last letter and placed it on the pile, all addressed to her friends.
It’s been a year since she was taken by Lucifer, at first she was hesitant and planned to escape but many factors held her back. First is that he and his brothers were vampires which itself was a problem, second was she was physically incapable to do so and finally she fell in love with them.
The pinkette never thought the last one would happen, not with her last engagement ending in a disaster, when she found out she was horrified and tried to remove the love she held for them. Unfortunately, or not; they found out first, they were all against her taking it, they assured her they love her and wished to be with her.
With that said, she gave them three conditions.
First, she must be immortal. They were more than happy to comply with that, but not without making sure first. When she assured them enough, she drank the potion, it tasted so bitter she felt like spitting it back out but she continued. When she finished never saw them look so happy.
Second is that they must kill other food sources if they can’t feed on her for a while and kill those who make her jealous when she asks. They seemed too happy when she made that request and even teased her a bit.
She recalled on one of Diavolo’s social gatherings, she was particularly weak and couldn’t feed the boys. The smug smirks of those wretched harlots that were chosen to feed the brothers made her blood boil, but their screams of agony as the brothers twisted and ripped out their necks made up for it. Especially when Lucifer announced to the rest of the nobility and food that for now they will kill them first before feeding.
Their terror was delicious.
The final was to kill the people who humiliated and wronged her in the past, she compiled a list and gave it to them. Though all the brothers were equally enraged, Mammon was the most vocal. He deliberately made a show in promising to give her each and every one of their heads. The chubby girl might also add fuel to the already scorching fire and mention her ex-fiance and what he did to her.
After fulfilling all her conditions, they lavished her with gifts and love, possibly even more than before. Now their forever lover, being treated like a queen that not even death will take her away from them.
Elly smiled, she’s been much happier in her entire life and all because of a kidnapping. Okay, that was wrong to say but still.
She was fixing her desk when gloved hands snaked around her shoulders, lips were trailing from neck to her face.
“Beloved~” Lucifer whispered low in her ear. The pinkette smiled and turned her head to kiss him.
“Hello, dearest.”
“To whom are you writing to?” He inquired, though she promised she will be faithful to them, they just can’t help being jealous.
“Writing to my dearest friends.”
“I see, whatever for?”
“Do you remember the meeting I had with the others?” At the mention of that, his eyes darken. Elly couldn’t blame him or any of the other brothers.
The meeting she had was with Diavolo, Barbatos, Solomon and Simeon. All four males were in love with her as well, it started during her first few months of being kidnapped and when the boys were still feeding to others. Even after declaring herself belonging solely to the Morningstar brothers, they still pursue her. Wanting to avoid conflict and possibly a war, she struck a deal with them. If they cannot have, they are welcome to court her best friends.
At first they were dubious, but they were soon swayed by the girl’s words.
“Ah, yes. The fail safes.” Lucifer commented, gently stroking her face.
She playfully whacked his arm. “Don’t call them that!”
He chuckled at her reaction then glanced at her pensive face.
“Something on your mind?” The silence told him everything.
“It’s just that… we haven’t seen each other for so long.” She admitted.
Lucifer picked her up and brought to the loveseat, he placed her on his lap as he listened to her rant.
“Before taking me here, the triplets said they’ll be taking a trip around the world and Astrid went on a solitary retreat.”
“Did they not ask you to join them?”
“They did, but grandfather is one of the most important generals so I couldn’t go.”
It was disheartening to tell them she couldn’t make it but the end was worth it. Thankfully, her friends were understanding as well, promising her to give her plenty of gifts once they come back.
“I hope this goes well, I don’t want them to think I’m using them.” The thought of them being hurt because of the possibility of them getting rejected.
Lucifer hummed as he stroked her hair.
“If it does not work, they can still be served as playthings.” She gave him a heated glare for saying such things.
“It was a joke.”
“It was poor in taste.”
“Speaking of taste…” His fingers brushed against her neck.
This will be a long night.
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“Gabi, we are not bringing that.”
“Why not? It will be useful.”
“You’re just bringing that to scare them.” Issy countered.
Dani giggled as Gabi grumbled as she took out the mask from out of her suitcase. The triplets were in they’re shared dorm room, packing for the week to come.
They recently received a letter from Elly, their childhood best friend. The letter started like usual; how were they and hopes they’re doing well, then she finally brought them on topic. How she has now lovers and found people who wished to court them.
Naturally, they were skeptical of this but they were willing to try.
“Hopefully I won’t choke mine if they start to be insufferable.” Gabi huffed, locking her suitcase.
They love her, but her choice in suitors is questionable at best.
A brief knock on their door made them fall silent, glancing at one another, Gabi took measured steps before slowly opening the door, her two sisters waiting tentatively for her. The middle sister seemed to pick something up and came back to them.
Gabi came back with a solemn expression and a small envelope with a red seal, once the other two saw it they understood immediately.
Time for work.
Their eyes darken as they read the contents, Gabi dropped the letter to prepare along with her sisters.
The contents of the fallen letter is as read:
In the north, an ongoing of murders in numerous villages
Pay: 9000.000 pounds.
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The sky above was full of dark and ragged clouds, perfectly showcasing the feeling of what's happening below.
Horrified screams pierced the air, people of all ages were running for safety, even pushing and trampling others for their own benefit. Those unfortunate enough were scooped up and had their necks pulled apart. Dead bodies littered the area, while some were being eaten.
Vampires or the primal versions of them, were happily feasting on the prey they had acquired, though this had to be they’re best one.
One had a child in their hands. The child, with an ashen face and trembling, could only accept their grim fate as the creature of night wrapped its hands on their neck, and it's hot breath on their face.
However, it never came.
Opening their eyes, in place of the vampire’s head was a spiked ball attached to a chain. The child desperately scrambled out of its hold as the body began to disintegrate.
The ball retracted and slung around the body of a dark skin woman with black hair and green and brown gradient eyes, wearing a white dress shirt underneath a dark blue overcoat, black pants and tall black boots. She had a scar across her nose and a murderous glare.
“Fucking pieces of shit, couldn’t you do this in another time. ” She spat.
The other vampires hissed at the loss of their comrade but were quickly silenced as knives embedded their necks.
“Gabi, there is a child.” Another woman came next to her. She wore a dusty pink corset blouse with marie sleeves, wrapped around her waist was a magenta sash. She wore black trousers and tall brown boots.
“He’ll learn in time, Dani.” Dani huffed and retrieved her knives. She turned her attention to the child, who was still shaking in fear and close to crying.
Walking over, she crouched to his height and gave him a gentle smile.
“It will be okay, we’re here.” Her soft tone and eyes made them nod.
“Go this way.” She pointed to the forest. “The rest of the villagers are there.”
They nodded and picked themselves up and ran as quickly as they could. Dani smiled at their back before hardening her face and she stared back at the carnage before her.
Why did they decide to strike now?
“Oi! Done talking!?” Another young woman yelled, shooting the ones surrounding her.
Both girls rushed to join her.
Gabi untangle herself from her morningstar, twirling it and launching it to her opponent. The vampire’s head exploded on impact, another tried to dodge but suffered the same fate.
Dani flinged her knives, striking with deadly accuracy, one by one the creature fell from the sky. The hairs of her neck stood on end, positioning her weapon, she turned and dodged the attack. It tried to swat her but she deflected its claw with her knife. Grunting, she kicked the creature in a kneeling position and stabbed its forehead.
Gunfire rang through the air as well as screeches of agony, the one responsible was another young woman. She wore a white cape sleeve blouse under a dark purple corset dress, the right side of the dress is higher showing off her black pants and tall black small square heeled boots. Holisters were strapped on both her thighs and on her back was a large pair of blades. Once she ran out, she drew her blades out, large scissors like swords.
She readied her blade as the winged creatures dove to her, she hacked and slashed through the horde. She twirled as she dodges their attacks and leaped onto one of their backs, she brought both blades together, slicing its neck like paper.
Issy jumped off its back and watched the body crash through the grown. She huffed and wiped the sweat from her brow, another successful job.
The oldest Montoya sister glanced at her and her sisters’ clothing, she tsked. Hopefully the clothes will be clean before they’re trip.
“Amazing performance, as always.” The oldest girl complimented, wiping the blood off her blade.
“Of course, with my skills we always win.” Bragged the middle sister, the other two rolled their eyes.
“I just wished we could tell Elly.” Dani trailed off, a wistful look adorned her face. It caused all sisters to be silent.
They’ve been keeping this secret from Elly for as long as they could remember, their friend has never once suspected them as monster hunters and they prefer it that way. It’s not that the girl won’t reject them after finding out.
No, she’ll want to join them. Elly would admire them and want to join their occupation, the thought made them happy but the three of them agreed it would be dangerous for her. Especially her social standing and who her grandfather is, no they couldn’t risk it.
But, they could hope to tell her one day.
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Whistles of trains blew left and right, the smoke permeated through the air trains come and go.
Elly fiddled with her gloved hands as she waited for her friends. It’s been what? Two years since they saw each other? She hopes nothing much has changed between all of them. A hand fell on top of her own, causing her to look up, from underneath his umbrella, Satan gave her a gentle smile.
Normally Lucifer would accompany her, but Diavolo called for him and requested Satan to go with her. For once, he did not object, mainly to investigate if his lover’s friends were trustworthy or not.
“Darling, please relax. I’m sure your friends miss you as much as you do.”
Elly smiled at that.
The girl was quickly pulled away from her lover and into an embrace. Satan stood up, growling low at those who dare rip him away from her.
“Elly!” The excited squeals numbed his ears, once the noise died down he finally took a good look at th perpetrators.
Three identical women, triplets he persmed, were hugging Elly. One wore a purple dress with white trimmings, one wore a blue coat and pants and the last one wore a pink dress with black accents. They all hugged the pinkette tightly, as if to never let her go.
“Elly, we missed you so much!” The girl in pink cried out, Ellly laughed.
“The feeling is mutual.”
“It’s been far too long, Ellly.” The purple one commented.
“Yeah, I was starting to get bored with these two.” The blue one retorted.
The other two pinched her lightly, making cry in pain but all laughed in the end.
Satan would have found this interaction sweet and warmed his dead heart, if it weren’t the faint smell of blood and presence of something holy with them.
He kept his face neutral as they talked but he analyzed the women in front of him. Once home, he would call for a meeting with his brothers
He would hate to see this little ‘matchmaking’ would ended in possible bloodbath.
A/N: Based on @blackwings-with-angeleyes vampire au. Also, I used some of the previous ask to get some ideas, I hope you don't mind
#obey me#obey me vampire au#elly beauregard#issy montoya#gabi montoya#dani montoya#obey me lucifer#obey me satan
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