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thebellearchives · 11 months

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𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍 🔞 minors dni

~ simeon ; obey me

✧˚ · . S Y N O P S I S : simeon knows he shouldn’t be doing this but his desires get in the way of his angelic status, will he give in?

‧₊˚ c o n t e n t s : smut, fem!reader, corruption kink, dry humping, oral sex (male receiving), simeon struggles with religion

‧₊˚ a / n : i had this idea in my head for so long omg it’s finally done!! if i’m missing anything in the cw please let me know !

Intoxicated, disoriented, overwhelmed. Three of the words Simeon’s writer mind chose to describe his current feelings, a war had been set ablaze on his mind. He knew he wasn’t supposed to do this, he knew the right thing to do would be to stop you. But how could something wrong feel so right? The touch of your fingertips exploring the tanned skin of his chest, your shaky breath pouring in between his lips like the most luscious drink the three worlds could’ve ever produced. Your lips snapped back onto his like magnets and his shaky fingers found their way in between the strands of your hair, keeping you in place so he could indulge in the incessant frenzy your kiss wrapped him in.

“Simeon…” a needy wail left your lips, your voice like honey calling for him to join you in the bliss of the most lascivious of desires “touch me, please”

Your request was torture to him, he yearned to slide his hands up those mouth-watering thighs, to taste in his own mouth the skin of your neck and feel on his tongue the pulsating blood running through your veins in a rush of lust. He was convinced only you could make corruption feel so enticing, his will power shattering and arousal increasing the burning need for more of your whimpers.

“MC please” he cried “I’m falling for you”

“Isn’t this between you and I better than the damned glory of the skies?” your whisper just as painful as inviting “please, Simeon”

How could he deny you anything? He’d give you a throne in the celestial realm if you asked for it, with that provocative voice and those exquisite lips of yours.

So his hands flew to your knees, making their way upwards and squeezing softly, a sigh of pleasure coming from your throat to bless his hearing and feeding an uncontrollable need for more of your sounds, which clouded his mind and rationality. His turquoise eyes relished in the hypnotizing waving of your hips, until he closed them harshly and let his head rest over your chest, his heartbeat galloping faster than ever before. His stuttering breath sounded louder throughout the walls of his bedroom, so he bit his lip to stop it, begging in his head for you to please have mercy on him.

But you didn’t. Your voice called his name again, your fingers diving deep into the dark ember strands of his curls behind his neck and pulling until his open mouth was lifted up in your direction. You kissed him again, the urge to kiss back burned his throat to the point of madness, and still he didn’t.

“Just let go” you asked in a pained groan “please, I just want a kiss, it’s just a kiss”

Just a kiss. What was so wrong about a kiss? What was so wrong about this love? If heaven didn’t want him to act like this then why did it give him this filthy impetuous soul? why would they make you so painfully sublime? Simeon’s hands gabbed onto your hips and his fingers fitted so perfectly in the curves of your body, his lips kissed back and molded so flawlessly with yours that he couldn’t help but think: why would heaven make such a creature so ideal for him and not want him to have it? what kind of twisted game was that?

But then your body left him, and the cold that came with your absence almost felt like pain in his very bones.

“What are you doing?” his anxious heart suddenly scared of the idea of you leaving, even when it meant relief in his conflicted mind, his heart sang for your weight over his body again.

“I’ll show you better than heaven” and you got on your knees.

You might’ve been human but the words leaving your mouth formed the most devilish sentence he had heard since setting foot in the Devildom. The pace of his breathing quickened, watching as your hands caressed the inner sides of his thighs and made their way to the zipper of his pants, your doe shiny eyes stabbing through his, bearing a beautiful false innocence. Simeon gasped harshly when your indecorous fingers managed to pull his hard member out from his clothes, arms searching for stability on his bed. The feeling of your warm breath on his exposed and humid skin made his head spin, once again he closed his eyes in anticipation.

“God forgive me for what i’m about to let happen” the angel’s raspy voice dragged the words out of his throat, the last of his pleadings.

He allowed the seductive sense of sin finally take over his mind when the feeling of your soft tongue lapped from the base of his shaft all the way up to the tip. With a moan, he clutched the bedsheets, his throat closed up in an attempt of controlling his language and his legs almost jolted in a hurry to close. There wasn’t a single drop of leniency or hesitation in the way you held him with your right hand, swirling your tongue around the tip and then slowly taking him inside your mouth. Simeon’s agape mouth exhaled in another breathy moan, he called your name in low huffs and instinctively held your head with his hands, fingers curling in your hair. You started moving, the walls of your mouth and your tongue creating a wet friction that he felt in every single one of his veins.

“Don’t stop, just like that” he begged, slowly picking up your rhythm, his hips unconsciously beginning to buckle against you.

He enjoyed the way his judgment had now been burned away by the hellfire you ignited in him, embraced the way forbidden pleasure that travelled through his frame. all he could think about was you and the way you touched him. Soft, slow delight was then replaced by intense and fiery one the moment you sped up the pace.

“W-wait-” his body contorted forwards, his fingers pulled your hair, gaining an erotic groan from you “… fuck”

He was heavily panting at this point, the muscles in his belly started to tighten, pleasure waves started to pulse throughout his whole body.

“S…Stop, if you don’t want me to- I’m gonna-”

You didn’t care, you didn’t stop, his throbbing member releasing his seed inside your mouth.

Quickly, you pulled away and swallowed the warm liquid, gasping for air afterwards and making Simeon’s eyes fly open and dart towards you. There you were, shiny lips and hazy eyes, your hair messy, and even a drop of his arousal sliding down from the corners of your lips, which you dizzily wiped away with your forearm. Simeon couldn’t believe his eyes. Even when his eyes were used to the beauty of the heavens, he had never seen anything more beautiful than you.

And yes, you were better than heaven.

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leviathans-watching · 9 months

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hello.. simeon lover here 🙏 if you have the time, would you consider a thing abt simeon visiting mc in the human realm when they’re not really expecting it?

➳ simeon x/& gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned)

➳ .2k | rated g | m.list

simeon waits outside the door, hands bunching around the flowers he had gotten you. he’s not nervous, no, just excited.

…and a little nervous.

it had just been so long since he’d last seen you! what if you’d changed, or he’d changed and things were awkward? what if there was a distance between you two that hadn’t previously existed. or what if you no longer cared for him like he cared for you?

sure, he talks to you often over the phone, but it’s not the same as meeting face-to-face. you say you miss him and want to see him, but what if you actually didn’t? things like that happen.

before he can work himself up anymore, you open the door, eyes widening. “simeon?” you ask, jaw agape, and he smiles.

in an instant, you’ve thrown yourself around him, crushing the flowers between your bodies. you cling to him tightly, babbling all the while, but he can’t comprehend your words, too focused on the rightness of you being back in his arms.

“i missed you,” he says, and you pull him in for a kiss, desperate and forceful as if you’re trying to impart all of your emotions onto him through it, and he senses the feeling is mutual.

leviathans-watching's work - please do not copy, repost, or claim as your own

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malleusfucker · 2 years

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Simeon Kinks and HCs

warnings: smut/nsfw, corruption kink, light bondage, overstimulation, slight masochism, reader is afab but no gender or pronouns are explicitly specified

words: 1.2k

sorry this is a lil bit shorter, ive never written for simeon but i had fun so i might add some more to this later on :))

prob gonna write for diavolo or belphie next so look out for that

PRAISE CENTRAL ALL DAY EVERYDAY

simeon would naturally be no different from that of a saint given that he’s an actual angel. with the way he treats you, it seems that his only purpose in life is to compliment and shower you with never-ending love and praise. this man THRIVES off of complimenting you, and he makes sure that you feel loved and cherished throughout every moment you share.

and this praise doesn’t leave when you’re in the bedroom, rather he gets even more determined to make sure you feel like the most beautiful person in the world. simeon is the dictionary definition of ‘sappy and sensual’. the way he’ll just gently thrust into you while whispering sweet nothings into your ear makes you feel like you did actually just ascend into heaven.

he always makes sure that during sex the focus is on YOU. it makes you feel selfish sometimes with all the pleasure simeon constantly gives you but that’s exactly what the man is all about. GIVING.

he finds it to be a lot more pleasurable on his side seeing the way you moan and pant from his light touches and would love nothing more than to just make you feel good.

your schedule is gonna have to be free because he will spend HOURS admiring just how perfect you are. he’s already gentle towards everyone anyway but as soon as he’s with you, he’s even more loving and soft - placing tender and sweet kisses all over your body, trailing circles with his fingers on your skin making you melt into the sheets from how affectionate his is to you.

corruption kink

the perks of being an angel is that everyone thinks you’re completely innocent and pure, doing no wrong and never succumbing to any thoughts that could be considered wrongful.

however, behind the curtain, simeon hates to admit that with each passing day he spends with you, those “wrongful” thoughts seem to grow louder and louder in his mind everyday. his corruption kink snuck up to him very gradually. it began with him thinking that he could never get turned on by such a sinful idea but slowly feeling the way his dick would twitch more intensely inside of you every time you accidentally scratched your nails down his back and begged him for more. much to his dismay, he saw himself become increasingly greedy - wanting to be a bit rougher with you and for you to do the same to him, getting hard at the sight of you breathless and shaking, wanting to mark you so he could be reminded of what happened the morning after. these thoughts and feelings, one after another, soon enough made him cave in with him thinking “this isn’t that bad, is it?” as he aggressively drives into you, gripping your neck and slowly squeezing until your eyes roll back.

“this doesn’t make me sinful…” “it’s just a one time thing….” is what he would try to think every time he would commit these sins with you - constantly making up excuses to hide the fact he enjoys indulging in more aggressive and naughty acts a little bit too much.

overstimulation

and with his corruption kink becoming prevalent the more he gets intimate with you, so would his love for overstimulation. simeon would never be described as greedy but it seems he simply just can’t hold back when he’s with you - his hands seeming to gravitate towards your body without him even thinking about it and then before he knows it, he’s got his fingers buried inside of you, smiling softly at the way you moan and writhe in response. he just completely adores heightening your senses as well as his own so that you feel nothing but pure bliss - he doesn't want to overwhelm you, but does like to push you past a certain point so that you end up with your entire body shaking and are left with nothing else on your mind but him.

however, as said above, overstimulation doesn’t stop with you. PLEASE just ruin this man. simeon would never like to admit just how much he loves being overstimulated but if you do so much as jerk him off, he will moan embarrassingly loud, choking out telling you to give him more. he’s a very modest person, usually always focusing his attention on you and your body but don’t ever think that he wouldn’t enjoy you returning it back to him.

he has his own sensitive spots that make him practically drool every time you touch them *cough cough his nipples* *definitely do not touch his nipples* *cough cough he definitely doesn’t like his nipples getting played with* once you find them, there’s no going back - he’ll end up begging at your feet for you to just toy with him and use him for your own pleasure. he ends up getting himself in such a state that the next morning, he’ll immediately sit and pray in his room, trying to atone for how sinful he was acting the night before. but at the end of the day, you know that it’s useless because he’ll just come crawling back to commit the same atrocities with you each and every night.

light bondage

please just tie this man up with ribbons like a damn present.

he was very surprised to see you suggest bondage as an act of intimacy because from what he’s seen and read, it sounds very intense for him. but as soon as he saw the pastel ribbons and soft fabrics in your hand his interest was more than piqued. never in a million years did simeon think he would enjoy getting tied up as much as he does but when he’s with you, the surprises seem to never end. he adores both getting tied up and doing the same to you as he loves the way the silk feels on his skin and seeing how beautiful the colours look on you - he sees himself using ribbons and silk in the bedroom a lot more than he would’ve imagined, constantly reminding the both of you “this will help us restrain ourselves so that we don’t get too carried away” as an excuse to hold you back, although in his mind this is only fuelling his ever-growing fantasies.

doing this + overstimulation? simeon might as well give up his duty of being an “angel” just so he can do this every single day. tie his hands up against his head and overstimulate the fuck out of him and he will literally cum in seconds. he’s extremely sensitive so your touch alone makes him go crazy and with him not being able to have any power due to his hands being bound, his mind races with thoughts of what you’re going to do to him. (just slut him out) (please)

won’t openly say it but he is a MASOCHIST.

undercover sadist? nah this man is purely 100% a masochist. while he’s definitely not into extreme stuff please just bite him and scratch his back PLEASE. 🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️ he’s basically begging for you to do it and will always whimper even when he feels the faintest touch of your nails/teeth digging into his skin. it truly just comes down to him loving you do whatever the fuck you want with him - touch him, manhandle him, tease him etc. AND HE’S YOURS. his moans and whines become so loud the moment he feels you being rough with him and will constantly remind you that he’s physically an angel but mentally he’s the total opposite. his demeanour and appearance may be ethereal but you start to see the cracks every time he instantly cums just from you sinking your teeth into him - immediately covering his mouth to suppress his moans but can’t help to grind his hips against yours to give him more friction and pleasure.

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lexsssu · 7 months

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You (Simeon)

TAGS: Simeon/F!reader, smut, fluff, drabble Ao3 ver.

"Tell me if it hurts too much. I'll stop immediately if it does"

Simeon grits his teeth as he gingerly enters your awaiting, untouched body. Never had anyone ever had the honor of seeing and touching you in such a way that as much as he felt pleasure from finally joining your bodies together, the joy in his very heart and soul overshadowed that.

"Forgive me for being inexperienced, my love. It's just that my heart has yearned only you for so long that I've never even thought about having anyone else. Not when every waking moment and even in my dreams it is only you that haunts my thoughts"

Celestial blue orbs softened as your once tense body slowly loosened up, seeming to finally accept his intrusion. The once pained look on your face gave way to the same yearning he wore and tried to hide since the moment he first realized that...there is only you now and forever.

When you mewl at him so sweetly and pitifully, how could he even hope to reject your pleas? He immediately starts and sets a steady pace, his hands moving to hold yours and intertwine your fingers with his. The warmth of your bodies is nothing compared to the warmth of his heart, of his love that he'd so desperately tried to hide not so long ago.

"I love you. Now and forever. In this world and in the next...it will always be only you."

#lexsssu writes #obey me #simeon x reader #obey me simeon x reader #simeon x mc #obey me simeon x mc #simeon x y/n #simeone x you #shall we date obey me #obey me smut #crossposted on ao3

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idontwantotsayimgodbut · 1 year

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"you're blushing like a rose", simeon/mc

she’s my rose

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cw: oral (fem receiving), simeon x afab!reader, smut, fluff

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You’re sitting on the edge of your bed as Simeon’s on his knees in front of you. He places his hands on your soft thighs, looking up at you, as you look away from his gaze.

“Oh love you’re blushing like a rose”, he said, softly. He takes one of his hands placed on your things and brings it to cup your face. “Won’t you look at me mc?”, hesitantly, you look down at the ethereal man in front of you and bite your lip. He’s running his fingers up and down your inner thighs, ever so slightly touching your core and pulling away.

“S- Simeon please don’t tease me”, you whined out. He smirked up at you and sighed, “ I suppose I’ve kept you waiting for long enough, let me indulge you my princess.” And with that he swiftly moved your panties to the side, and slid a finger in, causing you to throw your head back in pleasure.

“ You’re so wet for me”, Simeon mused. He kept lazily fingering you until he heard you whine for more, and that’s when he started lapping at your pussy like a starved animal. “ you’re a-ah! s-so gooood,” you moaned out, causing him to chuckle.

He ducked in your clit while scissoring your insides, he could feel you getting closer. “Cmon sweet girl, give it to me, you can do it I know you can,” he said, egging you on. That’s when Simeon felt your walls clamp down on his digits and panted and shook your body.

Simeon pulled his fingers out of you and licked them clean, the sight making you blush . “You taste divine, as always.”

He got up from his knees and kissed your lips, passionately. “ I love you Simeon,” you said with love in your eyes.

“I love you too, my rose.”

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a/n: anon this was such a cute idea, thank you so much for requesting it! i hope you guys enjoyed and thank you so much for reading !

#obey me #obey me smut #obey me shall we date #smut #obey me fluff #fluff #obey me simeon #simeon smut #simeon x y/n

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solomonssock · 1 year

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That time when you have dinner with Simeon and it's Wednesday night

Uh hi, first ficlet ever for this fandom and it has to be random middle of the week domestic slice of life bc my brain said so.

Pairing: gn!reader x simeon (romantic or platonic is up to you, have fun)

Tw: none?? pls correct me if I'm wrong

Word count: ~2,100

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"Come now, MC, it's time to wake up."

Exhausted as you are, you purr at the gentle pressure of fingers tenderly carding through your hair.

"Mm, five more minutes," Nuzzling your face into the space below, you reach up to grasp the hand resting on your head, tugging it to your side to tangle the fingers with your own.

Your world slightly shakes with the breathy chuckle Simeon lets out at your antics, but he doesn't pull his hand away.

"You said that 5 minutes ago, dear."

You crack open an eye to peer up at the angel, but quickly shut it again as you feel your face begin to heat up. Having come to terms with the confirmed existence of the supernatural, you send a thanks to the Heavenly Father for the beautiful creature in your company.

Despite being in the Devildom for some time, you still hadn't fully adjusted to the unfamiliarity of your newish reality. Establishing a routine of window shopping with Asmodeus (though the only one abstaining from purchases was you), starting a book club with Satan and Solomon, and hosting a weekly movie night open to all the brothers brought a sense of comfort you could cling to. Regrettably, it wasn't enough.

You adored the devilish demon lords who had finally come around to accepting you after a rather tumultuous start, and midmester, and still sort of now given some of your reservations with Belphegor. But, as amusing as their antics were, they only further reminded you of how different this world was from the comfort that could so easily be found in your own.

"MC?" Your eyes shoot open again to meet Simeon's, and you share a tired smile with him as he gives a quick squeeze to the digits you've encaged him with.

You feel a bit guilty, really. Despite the unfortunate circumstances that had come to pass, everyone has done their best to be accommodating to you. Leviathan had started going out of his way to search for series suited to your more "normie" interests, Beelzebub had gotten into the habit of creating a human-safe snack stash locked away in the kitchen with a code only known by you, and even Lucifer had been so kind as to look for non-cursed records for you two to partake in over a glass of demonus.

Yet, no one brought you as much comfort as Simeon.

Being one of the only two human representatives was a heavy task. And it was made heavier by the expectations of the eldest brother and the eyes of lesser devils who followed your every move. The unfamiliarity of Devildom coursework made you feel inferior when it came easy to your classmates, the technicalities of student council meetings often went over your head, and cultural differences had you reeling when you learned that some habitual acts of human kindness could insinuate that one underestimated the capability of the demons around them.

So, although you're not quite sure when this little routine of finding comfort in Simeon started, you are grateful it has. Whenever you were terribly frustrated or on the brink of tears, you could rely on him to hold you steady.

You'd learned that a chat over coffee or tea with sweets could do wonders to soothe the soul. Such moments became even more precious when you began to pick up on the way Simeon had narrowed down to only laying out your favorite pickings. Or when you'd figured out how he'd gotten into the habit of having a fifth chair already pulled up on the weekends you joined him, Luke, Raphael, and Solomon for dinner.

Yes, no one prioritized you or your needs the way Simeon did.

You flinch slightly as Simeon uncoils his fingers from yours, "It's starting to get late, I'll walk you home." Patiently, he waits for you to lift your head off his lap.

"Simeon," you call out to him as you sit up and stretch, "do you think we can we grab dinner before you drop me off?"

"Dinner?"

You snort as his confused expression.

"Yeah, I was thinking we could stop by this human-demon fusion restaurant that Beel mentioned. It's just a pop-up shop, but the reviews on Devilgram seem pretty positive."

Bending down, you pick up your backpack from off the living room floor and sling it over your shoulder. You'd left R.A.D. with Simeon and Luke after classes, studying until Solomon arrived to take Luke to the Demon Lord's castle. You hope that Luke will save you some of whatever recipe Barbatos and him decide to try their hand at this week, and that Diavolo will be successful in preventing Solomon access to the kitchen.

"Not that I wouldn't want to, dear, but it's a school night. Are you sure that would be fine with Lucifer? I don't want to get you into any trouble."

You feel the corners of your lips tugging upward at the angel's concern.

"It'll be fine. I'll just let him know I'll be with you for a bit longer than planned, and to give my plate to whoever wants it. So, Beel."

It's not too long after you message him that Lucifer gives you the ok and his mandatory warning to return within the next hour or so. Honesty and timeliness were a virtue that Lucifer was appreciative of, and you were used to using both in good measure with updating the eldest. It had saved you from what could have been endless lectures more times than you could count.

"See," You show Simeon the text thread, "all good to go."

"Well, I'm curious to see what this fusion is all about. Anything in particular you'd like to try?" You follow Simeon as he stands and moves towards the foyer of Purgatory Hall.

"Simeon, you know I'm terribly indecisive when it comes to good food. I want to try it all." He laughs at that, opening the front door for you and exposing the warm hall to the chilly evening.

You suppress a shiver.

"My apologies, I presume the usual then?" Meaning: you two will buy a plate or two each to share and compare. Each taking home what they prefer or splitting it evenly.

"Oh, but of course. I wouldn't have it any other way."

Thankfully, the pop up is situated in a toasty cafe that's closer to the House of Lamentation than you expected. Though bummed that their most popular item, the Demon Delish Barbeque Skewers, are sold out, you're pleasantly surprised to find out that most of the reviews are true. The food you and Simeon order goes down smooth for the most part, and you can actually try at least half of the menu if you wanted.

You decide you'll come back with the brothers before it's gone.

"Sorry about falling out like that earlier," you take a sip of the Gossam berry shake you're sharing with Simeon. It's a bit tangier than you were expecting, but the slight sugar rush gets your blood pumping. Maybe a little too pumped since you can feel it coursing through you, but it's fine...probably.

With a soft shake of his head, Simeon reaches over to take the shake for himself. "You have nothing to be sorry for. You needed to rest."

You watch as he lifts the straw you're sharing to his lips and takes a sip. Never in all your life did you think you'd be intimate enough with an angel to be in the same room as them, let alone share a singular straw. You wonder what even is your life anymore.

"I guess...I just, feel bad." You slouch onto the table, resting your chin on top of your crossed arms. Simeon sends you a gentle smile and reaches over to pat one of your arms. When you don't move, he leaves his hand to linger, fingers tracing up and down in a soothing pattern.

"Mm," Simeon hums, "It does no good to tell one how they should feel but know you haven't offended me at all. I enjoy spending time with you."

"Even if I were to start drooling in your lap?" You quip, blinking back the tears you feel rising to the surface. You can feel the week catching up to you, and it's only Wednesday.

"Especially then."

You snort, pushing your face into the arm he isn't holding to wipe the wetness from your eyes.

"MC," You lift your head as Simeon calls out to you. "Really, it's alright."

You flush as you sit up, retracting your arms to rub at your eyes. His arm still lays splayed out on the table, hand held open for you to grab if you want. And you do, even with how selfish you feel you've been with his time all evening.

He links his fingers with yours.

"Now isn't the right place or time," he begins in a hushed whisper, "but when you're ready to talk," he gives your hand a firm squeeze, "I'm here."

"Thank you, Simeon."

A ping grabs both of your attention, and Simeon puts down the shake to pick up his phone. He manages to unlock it without your help, and a smile pulls at his lips.

"What is it?"

He clicks on something before turning the screen towards you. It's an image of Luke and Barbatos holding up a tray of what looks like some multi-colored cream puffs. Your heart melts at the joy in their faces.

"Aw, look at him. I'm sure he did such a good job! Soon enough I'm going to have to start taking lessons from him."

"Yes, I'm excited to try whatever he brings home. He's been improving each week with Barbatos's help. Truly, I'm relieved he's found something to connect with him over. I...," Simeon shuts his phone and puts it away, "I do worry about him."

"Well, that's only natural. I’m really proud of him and how far he's come. I get how...hard it can be. But who knows, maybe the two of them will open the first-ever Angel-Demon fusion bakery or something."

Simeon laughs at that, "Yes, I would like that. Perhaps when that time comes, we could go together?"

"Yeah," you unwrap your hand from Simeon's as you see your waitress round the corner with the check you'd asked for earlier, "I would like that a lot."

The walk back home is quicker than you would like, but you enjoy hearing Simeon talk about his newfound fascination with Devildom botany on account of a carnivorous plant that uprooted itself into Purgatory Hall unannounced. Thankfully, Barbatos and Diavolo were quick to settle the matter before it could go on a rampage, and you promise to check with Satan to see if he has any book recommendations for newcomers to the study.

The two of you stop just before the gates.

"Thanks for walking me home," you reach out to give Simeon a hug.

"And thank you," he rests his head on your own as you settle into his arms, "you didn't have to pay for my meal, but it is appreciated."

"Let's take Luke and the rest with us next time, I think they would enjoy it too and it should be here until the end of the month."

Your heart skips a beat as you feel Simeon's lips lightly press against your head. It's not a kiss, but it makes you feel raw all the same. He takes in a deep breath and exhales, the air pushing against you.

"I would like that very much."

You look to him as he suddenly lifts his head and faces Lamentation. His eyes narrow and he lets out a huff of amusement.

"Well then, dear, I'll let you go. I believe someone is waiting for you to hurry back."

You have an idea of who he might be talking about and looking back over your shoulder confirms your suspicions. You laugh as you catch Mammon ducking down under one of the downstairs windows near the front door.

You turn back to Simeon, "Ok, sounds good. I'll see you tomorrow?"

Simeon pulls back, and you fidget a bit as he takes you in. He gives your shoulders a quick squeeze before fully pulling away, "Yes, I'll see you tomorrow."

As you lie in bed that night you hear your phone go off and see a text notification from Simeon. You're not sure when he managed to take a candid picture of you savoring the HoomanWorld Burger ✩ you ordered, but you can't be mad with how funny the blur is.

I had fun today. Sweet dreams, Mc.

Yes, me too! Sweet dreams, Simeon.

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optimisticstudentangel · 1 year

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It’s foolish to be homesick

Warning: kidnapping, yandere Simeon, drugging, twisted mindset

Also should i write this kind of stuff with other characters? let me know!

A safe feeling of comfort…

What would you be willing to do to finally gain this feeling. You want to lose yourself in a feeling of complete calmness, to have a wonderfully pretty dream, where everything goes just like you want it.

You’d be surrounded by warm aura, enjoying the peace. Maybe you would share this paradise with your close people, doesn’t it just sound perfect?

And what if I told you it was possible?

Your angel loved to listen you talking about your “ideal heaven”. He would always ask you about little details you would want to see. And you told him everything. Why not? It’s always pleasant when someone who you cherish a lot, asks things you are interested in, and when he is genuinely invested in your life.

Simeon remembered and memorized all the things you said. He finds your little world fascinating, and likes to hear about it.

- So? Would you abandon your current life, friends and family to get there? – he asked. It was an interesting question, partly because it really made you think bigger about this topic.

- I believe everything I love would be already there. It’s just too selfish to left my loved ones only for my well-being and my own desires. That’s why it’s very hard for me to give you a clear response, - he stood there silent. Simeon didn’t show any emotion regarding to your answer. When you questioned him about his question, he only smiled at you, saying that “It’s nothing but a simple curiosity”.

- So that’s how it is, - he whispered to himself. It looked like he had some thoughts he didn’t want to share and admit. But it also could be your imagination.

After this conversation you continued talking about it and other stuff. Simeon always seemed eager when it came to your “perfect world”.

- You should know, little lamb, you inspired me with your “paradise”. I even wrote a little story about it, you should come visit me tonight. I would be happy to read it out loud to you, and hear your thoughts about it. What do you think? Let’s spend a cozy evening together! – he said in a cheering tone. You were stunned and you immediately accepted his invitation. He was such a great writer, you were sure, your “heavenly place” would be masterfully described by him.

You couldn't get over his invitation. You have been looking forward to this evening. What did he write? Who were the main characters? Did he add you? Was he added as well?

Too many questions, you couldn’t stay still and put.

When you came to visit him, you immediately asked him to read his story to you as soon as possible. He chuckled at your impatience.

- My lamb you are so cute, I just can’t seem to say no to you. Let’s go to my room, shall we? No one will be able to disturb us there, - he opened the door of his room.

He poured you some tea, and warned you to drink it slowly. It smelled nice and its flavor was really refreshing. He didn’t drink from his cup yet.

The tea made your body relax, taking away all of your stress and anxiety. You laid on Simeon’s bed and he sat next to your tranquil body. He gently rubbed your face before he started to read his mini book.

His calm voice began his story. You tried to listen to him carefully. However, for some reason it was very hard for you not to close your eyes. Your head was dizzy, angel didn’t seem to notice a change on your behavior.

He kept telling the story to you, not caring about your sudden tiredness.

Is it a…!? A smile on his face?

After a few seconds you fell asleep. Simeon got up from his seat and covered you with a blanket. He decided to let you sleep a little and not touch you yet. still, he knew that the effects of drugs were still enough for a long time.

You wanted a heaven, right? Luckily, he knew the exact place that you needed for a long time! He will bring you there! And both of you will be happy together and forever!

All of your previous explanations sounded absolutely like the Celestial Realm! And as your guardian angel it’s his duty to led you to paradise. You just never knew that you were talking about Celestial Realm this whole time!

He was insanely happy, you can't imagine it. He was going to kill two birds with one stone. Firstly, to help you get to heaven, and secondly have you there by his side and never let you go.

Both of your wishes will come true, isn’t this the most perfect deal?

Yeah, you might struggle first days, weeks, months… But in the end you will get used to it, and you will understand that you are in a right place.

Simeon will let you scream, get mad at him, fight with him, he knows that eventually you will apologize to him afterwards, begging on your knees. And he will forgive you.

- My lamb… - his hand stroked your hair. He had a twisted smile on his face. If you saw him on this condition you’d run away this instant.

He started kissing the back of your hand. His kisses felt so gentle on your skin, as if a feather had been brushed over your arm.

Maybe if you didn’t end up in this creepy situation and was awake you would enjoy this very much. You would kiss him back, you’d hug him and stay like that, hoping that you could do it again sometime.

Was he even a little ashamed? He didn't think beyond his desire. Taking advantage of you in this state… its very demon-like. He didn’t worry of what you would think of him. He was sure that he was doing good things, and no one would be able to convince him otherwise.

When you woke up, you were in an unfamiliar place. It was a beautiful bedroom, painted in a soft blue color.

Simeon met you, he made you believe that you were in a dream. You are finally in your “paradise”. It all made a sense to you, he was so persuasive in his words, that you had no choice but to trust him.

He wouldn’t lie to you right? He is your guardian angel after all.

#obey me #obey me simeon #obey me fanfic #simeon x you #yandere simeon #simeon x y/n #simeon cult #obey me side characters

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venusimi · 2 years

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Star-crossed lovers

Star-crossed : Two lovers whose love is doomed to fail or end in tragedy.

Simeon x GN!MC

MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH, Angst, angst with a sad ending, tragedy

'Star-crossed', or often referred to as 'star-crossed lovers' are relationships that end in a tragedy. Those lovers don't have a happy ending, the stars are against them. Hence the name.

It never occurred to you that the pain of experiencing such fate was unbearable.

Your chest tightens and your breathing would turn ragged.

Empty sobs would escape your lips each time such thoughts come in. Hurt would overwhelm you, and he'd have to hold you again.

Right now, you are seated beside him.

Simeon.

An angel.

Someone created to be pure.

You couldn't taint such beauty, he was far too pure for your sinful hand.

His eyes gently scanning the night sky of Devildom.

You look at him softly, you take in all his features. From how his lashes are long and majestic—something anyone could envy—to how his lips are curled slightly upwards.

You look at his hands.

Long, slender, and soft looking.

You want to touch it. You want to feel him, does he want to feel you too?

"MC?" He calls your name with such grace it felt unbelievable at first. Your heart leaps and it's suddenly harder to breathe.

"Simeon? What's wrong?"

"You've been staring."

He speaks without harm, he is truly an angel.

His smile never wavers.

His eyes are fiercely locked onto yours, his beautiful green eyes that spoke millions of words you wish you could decipher right here, right now.

"Have I? You're simply beautiful." You reply to him.

Quick and to the point, you think to yourself. If you could read his thoughts, what would he be thinking of?

If you could feel what he feels, would you feel love?

His eyes lit up, "You flatter me MC."

You take note that his smile is contagious, gentle and fun. His eyes are squeezed shut but his face is beautiful.

"I'm telling the truth."

Simeon looks at you with a sad smile, "I know... You're very bold today, MC. Indulge my curiosity?"

He stares at you.

He doesn't look away from you either, you wonder why but maybe deep down you already knew. You just couldn't bring yourself to face it in fear of losing him.

"I guess I am just bold today. I had a feeling that if I don't say anything now, I won't say anything again." You turn away from him, shy of your feelings or is it that if you look at him and you see that sad expression on his face, you'd break?

The moonlit starry night sky stared down upon you both.

"...The moon is beautiful, isn't it?" Simeon speaks in whispers.

Your mouth goes dry.

You feel so hurt.

So sad.

Yes, it is, you think to yourself.

He knows what you feel.

He knows what you think.

"...But the sunset is beautiful too, isn't it?"

You see tears fall from Simeon's face from your peripheral vision, but he isn't looking at you.

You don't acknowledge the tears, similar to how he doesn't acknowledge the waviness of your voice, nor the hot tears that had stained your face.

He was silent for a minute.

Then more time passes.

"...Yes," He says hesitantly, he doesn't want to say it but he knows he has to.

"...it's very beautiful." He cries.

You two ignore each other's muffled and held back cries, not once looking at each other again.

Time and time again.

You two would meet up, hang out like friends.

And let the unspoken words speak for themselves. Let the lingering touches, the long stares and the occasional flattery overwhelm your trembling hearts.

How great it would feel to let the touches stay.

To allow yourselves a moment to say what you truly want without hiding it in riddles.

It was both a curse and a blessing to love. Ironically.

How cruel fate had to be for you. For both of you.

What had you done to deserve such fate? Had your ancestor, Lilith, passed down the curse to love but never fulfill said wish unless you sacrifice something?

Is that how it worked? Did you need to sacrifice your own life?

Simeon wouldn't want that... You wouldn't want that.

What's the point of sacrificing yourself if you couldn't hold the person you had wished to hold?

Love truly isn't so fun.

"Simeon! Simeon..."

You cried.

Simeon looks at you with his pure white wings stained with a bright shade of red.

You speak no words other than his name.

And he looks at you.

"My little lamb... My angel, mc..." Simeon whispers to you with his usual bright smile but this time, it hurts so much.

He had taken a spear meant for you.

"My guardian angel, my dove. Please... Simeon, stay awake. Don't go!" You cried.

"...My little lamb, I've done my duty. I've protected you."

You continue to cry as he bleeds onto you skin, onto your clothes.

You couldn't find the right words.

So you only reply with 5 simple words.

Just mere words to help him rest easy, no matter how painful it is.

"...Yes, the moon is beautiful." You whisper into a sob.

His eyes widened, "...I'm happy. I love you, my little lamb."

You cry more.

You hold onto him, "I love you even more, my dove."

You feel his body go limp.

Agonized cries echoed throughout Devildom, with little energy left...

You did what you had to do.

The only one who can help you.

Lord Diavolo.

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devilfemdom · 2 years

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He found heaven in your arms

Simeon x gn! Reader fluff 925 words

He looks at you with anxiousness. He hasn't felt that anxious since he had a confrontation with his superiors after the fall, and he had to face the consequences of his actions, which ended up demoting him. His heart is hammering in his chest so loudly it drowns out every other noise. You are sitting close beside him, shoulders almost touching, eyes focused on the screen before you, your body warmth radiating off of you. You had asked him if he had ever watched the movie adaptation of his books, he told you that he had not and you promptly set a movie date up, going as far as bribing Lucifer and taking over additional chores just so he'll be able to be with you. It must be a date, right? Or would you go to such lengths for your friends too?

His eyes are wandering down and come to a halt at your hands. Should he? His fingers are twitching and fidgeting. Would you want him to? Or would you slap him away? His palms are sweaty, the thought of you rejecting him and his affections unbearable. He halts his breath and brings his hand close to yours, the back of his hand is resting against yours, his eyes snapping up to you to see if you show any indication of discomfort. You don't even seem to register it, still looking ahead, engulfed in the story.

Your skin feels so soft. Borrowed warmth coursing through his body ignites a fluttering in his stomach. These must be the butterflies everyone talks about. He never thought he'd live long enough to feel them himself. He has described them in his novels before, sure. The way the Lord of the Shadow feelings for Henry is nothing short of love and admiration, after all. But feeling themself is a different story. That such a little touch would make up a storm of butterflies is unexpected, but you're always surprising him, since the day you came here. Making friends left and right, not caring about the species they are from. Always seeing the good in them. Forgiving them for their past actions, even if it is not deserved. In a way, you are more angelic and benevolent than most in the Celestial Realm.

You hastily bring your hand up to get the remote. You pause the movie and look at him "this is my favorite part" you say excitedly and gesture for him to watch closely before you play the movie again. This time you rest your hand on your lap. With the opportunity to hold your hand 'accidentally' out of the way, he tries to concentrate on the movie. It's your favorite part, he would never miss out on an opportunity to learn more about you.

The movie is over and he stands up to stretch his stiff body. "I should head out now," he states and gets ready to go out of your room. "It's too late to wander the streets alone. You should sleep here for tonight" you say strictly, not wanting him to be in danger. He stops in his tracks and turns around to look at you, with a dumbfounded expression on his face. "You can sleep with me, we should also have a spare toothbrush and you could wear one of my bigger shirts for sleepwear. Or we could borrow something from the brothers" you planned out loud, letting him in on your thoughts. The thought of sleeping with you in your bed, with your shirt overwhelms him. He swears you can hear his heart that is beating out of his chest. He flushes and is not able to think coherently. "You don't mind, do you?" you ask, not wanting to force him. "We can arrange something different if you'd like that" you offer. "I don't mind" he tries to speak normally but his voice is barely above a whisper. You clap your hands excitedly "alright, we have a plan."

He just texted his roommates that he will stay here for tonight, so they won't have to worry about him. You walk out of the bathroom, being done with your nightly routine, and go to snuggle up in your bed.

So now he stands in the bathroom, brushing his teeth with a spare toothbrush, and your shirt on.

Simeon looks in the mirror at himself to prepare for what is about to unfold. Up until now, he tried to steal a few touches from you, fleeting moments of intimacy that he seeks out. But now he is about to be in the same bed as you, which you offered. Does that mean you want him close too? Do you yearn for him and his touches as much as he does for you? Does that mean that there is hope?

As soon as he is done he walks up to the bed, standing there for a second before you lift the covers to invite him in. He quickly climbs into bed with you, the covers warm him and your smell engulfs him. His back is facing you, as he doesn't think he can look at you so close, so intimate without his heart betraying him and letting you know about his feelings for you. You wrap your arms around him "you look cute in my clothes" you whisper pressing a kiss to the back of his neck. "Good night, angel," you say and press him closer against your body. He thought he knew what heaven is. He was wrong. Because nothing is as divine as being held in your arms.

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moonlight125 · 1 year

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Ha You think this is all of them.....no there are not

#for you #edit #my edit #asmo obey me #shall we date barbatos #simeon x y/n #ect ect

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kpop-otome-yandere-here · 3 months

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Mc: Ugh, there’s always that weak bitch in the group who isn’t down with murder.

Solomon:*glares at Simeon*

Simeon: Well, sorry I have morals!

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ci3n · 8 months

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falling asleep on them with simeon and solomon pls i beg

falling asleep on them

with simeon and solomon.

warnings: use of the terms ‘love’ ‘sweetheart’. not proofread. first time writing for them so could be ooc. also so sorry if it’s repetitive i ran out of scenarios </3

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SIMEON felt two arms encircle his shoulders as he was reading. "Hello, my love," he says, taking your hands in his and guiding you to sit down next to him. "Please save me." "Why? What happened, sweetheart?" he chuckled. "the brothers. They're all fighting again, and I can't deal with them anymore, so I'm going to hide here," you sighed, shuffling closer to him. "What’re you reading?" You sneak a glimpse at the book in his hand. "Satan gave me this book; he said I would like it." "Do you?" "So far, so good. Why don’t you lay down here? I'll read it to you." You grin at his offer, quickly settling yourself on his lap, and soon you eventually find yourself drifting off to sleep. Simeon peers down when he doesn’t feel any movement from you and smiles softly. Simeon gently picks you up and takes you to bed. He tucks you in, pressing light kisses on your eyelids. This angel is so madly in love with you like he really doesn't know how he got so fortunate to have someone like you in his life.

SOLOMON was working on some spells when you came into his room and plopped down beside him. "tired?" he asked, shifting a little so you could move closer. "Not really," you lie, your voice heavy and sleep evident in your eyes. Solomon just smiles and continues working while you watch him and try to fight the sleep in your eyes. You were exhausted from a full day of classes and the brother’s antics, but you had been waiting all day to spend some quality time with him due to not being able to give him a lot of time the past few days. you were just so busy with classes and the brothers. He never said anything to you, of course, only giving you a reassuring smile when you apologised for not being able to hang out with him yet again. He was a little upset, yes, but he understands, so he’ll never show it to you. The last thing he wants to do is to add onto your plate. Now that you have the chance to spend some time with him, there is no way you are letting sleep take it away from you. "You’re tired, love; get some rest, yeah?" “I'm not tired at all; I’ll wait until you're finished." "You're so stubborn, you know that," he chuckled, pressing a light kiss on your temple. You feel your eyes growing heavier by the second, and eventually give in and doze off on Solomon’s shoulder. He carefully shifts your head onto his chest and covers you with his cape, a satisfied smile taking over his face as he lays his head on top of yours. Even if the two of you aren't able to spend every moment together, Solomon will forever treasure each and every moment he spends with you.

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leviathans-watching · 1 year

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simeon comforting you

includes: simeon x/& gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned)

wc: .3k | rated t | m.list

warnings: mentions of crying, unhappiness, etc; cursing; reader is not having a good time(tm)

a/n: lol this is more transparent than my usual works but wtv. we're all here on this silly little site i can write my silly little self-indulgent stories. (sidenote, i am fine, just tired haha)

when simeon finds you, you’re leaving the bathroom, a barely noticeable redness to your eyes. “hey,” is all he says, and you stop.

“hey.”

there’s a short stretch of silence. “is everything alright?” simeon asks, watching you fight for composure. you look away, swallowing hard and blinking rapidly, and he has to resist the urge to give you a big hug.

“it’s just been a really rough week,” you admit, and his heart hurts for you.

“want to talk about it?”

“not really,” you say with a wet laugh, the humor absent from your tone. “i just want it to be over with. i feel like i’m losing my mind.”

“want to come to purgatory hall? it’s quiet there and i’ll tell everyone to leave you alone.”

you attempt a smile, pathetically grateful. “i would like that, yeah.”

“well then, let’s go,” he says.

“right now?” you ask, surprised. “but it’s not the end of the day!”

“who cares,” simeon mutters.

“goody two-shoes simeon, breaking the rules for me,” you half-heartedly joke, but simeon doesn’t laugh.

“screw the rules. i’m not going to let you suffer here longer when it’s clear it’s only making you feel worse.”

you’re silent, and he sees the tears well up again. “thank you,” you finally whisper. “for helping. for noticing.”

“yeah, well, it was clear to at least me,” he says, a tad viciously. “i’m sorry they didn’t.”

“it’s not their fault–”

“i’ll be damned if it’s not,” he interrupts hotly. “i’ve watched them this week, disregard and ignore you. it’s not fair.”

“i don’t want to talk about it,” you say, voice breaking as you look away, and he stops.

“sorry. let’s go, okay? that is, if you still want to?”

you nod, and he reaches a hand out, trying not to pressure you into taking it. but when you do, he breathes a sigh of relief, giving you a reassuring look. gently, he leads you to his car, and holds your hand all of the way to purgatory hall, not saying a word as you finally let the tears he’s seen build up over the last few days fall.

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sphireath-wisp · 3 months

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#Lovebites

Sypnosis: "Legend has it that moles mark the spots where your soulmates loved kissing you at/kissed you the most in your past life." What do they think about it?

Warnings: Not proofread, a little suggestive at Belphie's, BEPHEGOR HIMSELF NEEDS A WARNING

Featuring: Mammon, Beelzebub, Belphegor, Simeon x GN! Reader

Mammon

"Hah? I'm yours today, so why does the past matter?"

Seriously, his human can be so strange sometimes, thinking about things like this! Usually, what goes through his head would be stuff like the next major sale, his next visit to the casino, his wallet... which are much better than theorizing about stuff like this!

He'd be lying if he said that he doesn't feel a teeny bit upset at the suggestion of another lover. Jealousy is a feeling that courses through his veins often and he wants you all to himself, no matter the lifetime, no matter the circumstance.

You're stuck with him and he's declared himself your 'forever soulmate'. Please search for him in your next life too, he'll wait centuries for you.

Beelzebub

"I wonder what good food I'd have eaten in my past lives..."

He's mostly neutral about the past life theory. It's an interesting concept, but he thinks with his stomach, so the constant pondering makes him hungry.

After getting a snack, or a buffet for Beel, he brings up the topic again. Surprisingly, he's intrigued by the idea that he might have lived a completely different life in the past.

"Do you think Belphie was still my twin in my past life?" "Are we still all together?" "...I hope I get to meet someone like you in my future life."

You couldn't promise him anything, but he's glad he at least gets to spend a human's lifetime with you.

Belphegor

"Past lovers? You're kidding, right?"

I just know, I just know, I just KNOW. He's so petty that he'd purposefully bite or cover the moles with lovebites. It's partially to quell his jealousy when you suggest the idea of a 'past lover', but it also serves as a good excuse for him to get a taste of you again.

If it's on somewhere like your face or foot, he's not one to make the effort to reach all the way there and do the work.

He prefers marking his territory somewhere easily seen like any mole on the base of your neck (or inner thighs if we're freaky like that), so any future lovers you have (as if you can escape from this clingy creature) will be reminded that you've already been made someone else's.

Simeon

"Hm? Is that so?"

He's one of the rare green flags we have left in the barren wasteland. He's one of the ones who, while not very aligned with the idea of past lives, would nevertheless like to believe that you have and always will be loved in every life.

It may not be him whispering sweet nothings into your ear or carding his fingers through your hair in every life, but he can only hope his love will reach you in every lifetime.

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