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mc: oh brother-
Mammon: which one?
mc: …what?
Mammon: which brother?
mc:…
mc: uhh, you?
Mammon: that’s right baby
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“Oh, wow. All you did was kiss me, and I feel like I’ve died and gone to the Celestial Realm…! I love you, ___… I love you more than anything!”
— Asmodeus to MC (Chapter 19-17)
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Beel brainrot he’s such a big big softie and I love him because of that but he’s also a cocky shit and just HUGE his shoulders and BIG hands he can lift you like it’s nothing no matter how much you weigh and he takes pride in that. But more then anything he loves that whenever you’re near him, you just seem so small and the way he’s cannon had you sit on his back so he can do PUSH-UPS HE IS SO JACKED AND I NEED HIM CARNALITY.
Feeding my own size kink I fear 😣
Beel brainrot is some of the best <3 he’s just so big ‘n fuckin’ hot!!!
And!- and!!!- just imagine being at the gym with Beel! you’re there to ‘spot him’ drool over him <3
He’s all sweaty, his tank top is sticking to his chest when he asks you to help with his next set!! It’s adorable how eager you are to help~
Beel sits on the floor in-front of the bench and pulls you down into his lap, facing away from him and at the huge gym mirror -fuck you really do look small in his lap- you hear Beel say something about how he wants to work on his core strength- and he tells you, you’re the perfect wight for a quick warm up!!
Making sure you’re as comfortable as you can be, he starts hip thrusting up into you…..it’s a little clumsy at first, so naturally, Beel puts his hands on your hips to keep you steady ofc.
When Beel’s done playing with you- warming up he sits there with you in his lap for a minute….he leans down to press a few, quick kisses along your flushed neck, before he makes eye contact with you in the big gym mirror and winks, “Wanna help me in the shower?”
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Imagine that Solomon doesn't like to show his body. In all his outfits (except “arabian clothes”) he is always covered practically up to his neck.
So from that thought, I have the headcanon that Solomon's body is full of marks (I think it's something practically consensual in the fandom xd), not only from pacts with demons, but scars of wounds, marks of magical healing, remains of curses, patterns of ancient rituals done on his own body, traces of his not-aging, and other remains of experiments on his own flesh, because we already know that Solomon had a turbulent life after and before meeting Barbatos. And those marks were another stigma for the other humans, so he started to hide them. He used to cover them up with magic, but there came a time when that was a waste of energy and he stopped doing that.
So imagine now, during Mc and Solomon's living together on the same roof during nightbringer. The sorcerer is comfortable, and he is in the residence where he stayed so many times in the past, so when he leaves his bedroom he forgets to change, coming out in a tank top and shorts, he finds Mc drinking coffee and looking at him with eyes like saucers. When the magician notices, he gets nervous, many people have rejected him because of those marks. But Mc had nothing else to say but:
Mc: *looking him up and down* Nice~
Solomon: *nervous* I can ex- What?
Mc: Your body, your skin, is nice *caressing one of his tattoos* so much history.
Solomon: *blushing* Oh…
Mc: *smiling mischievously* The rest isn't bad either…
Solomon: *redder than a tomato* Mc!!!
Now the sorcerer thinks about changing his closet every time he passes a store.
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A little angel’s worst nightmare is to be referred to as a demon.
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A friend on Discord told me I should draw this--- Lucifer working at Canes!
Also was too lazy to draw an actual background lmao
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Imagine MC who laughs as a stress response so in season one they burst into laughter whenever someone threatens them, they get hurt, or almost die.
That’d make the situation so much worse.
Diavolo: “Welcome to the Devildom!”
Lucifer: “You will stay here for a year.”
MC: “Heheheh…”
Diavolo: “ Um…are you okay?”
Mammon: “I’ll eat you!”
MC: “Hahahahaha!”
Asmodeus: “Wow Mammon, they’re laughing. That’s just sad.”
Mammon: “Shaddup! Show me some respect dammit!”
Leviathan: “You may not make it back to the human world alive!”
MC: “BAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
Mammon: “Wh- you idiot! You’re making this worse!”
Satan: “How DARE YOU!”
MC: “Hahahaha!”
Leviathan: “Lucifer! Lucifer HELP!”
Lucifer: “You MET BELPHEGOR!?”
MC: “Pft—“
Mammon: “Ah fuck, someone call Diavolo!”
Belphegor: “Struggling to breathe?”
MC: “Heh…heh…”
Belphegor: “Why the hell are you laughing?”
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Lucifer hates priests.
He hates how they blame him for their own shortcomings. Oh, the devil made me do it. As if he had the time to whisper in some simple human's ear? No, man's faults were theirs on their own. Sure, smaller demons might mess about in the human realm, but such inconsequential doings were far below his own level.
He remembers how priests used to praise him long before his fall. Humble Lucifer, beautiful Lucifer, intelligent, powerful, honourable Lucifer. Though those days were long behind him, forgotten in the mud of losing his sister. The priests nowadays had no idea how their predecessors used to worship him. Such things had been lost through time and history. Priests. They knew nothing of what he had to do to get where he was today.
Then you came along. Silly little you, smiling up at him, always staying near despite his various attempts to keep you at bay. As though god himself was laughing him in the face.
"Where are you going?"
Lucifer blinks. He looks behind him, to where you're peering at him from the sofa, curiously eyeing his jacket. "None of your business," Lucifer says. You perch up, resting your arms on the back of the sofa. "Those are your human clothes," you state, eyes trailing down his body. He looks down at himself, although he knows what he's wearing. A pair of dress pants, a dress shirt and a blazer. Human attire. He curses himself.
"Can I come with you?" you ask and Lucifer curses you as well. Normally he'd take you but this is... personal. Bringing you makes him uneasy, despite trying to convince himself that it doesn't. Besides, why do you need to snoop around all the time? Do you really need to know everything he does? He's a demon, for Diavolo's sake, why does he need to cater to your every nee-
His train of thought is interrupted by you rushing past him towards your room. "Wait here, Luci, I'll go get my jacket!" you yell over your shoulder.
Oh, well.
You walk to the seal to the human realm together, your arm intertwined with his. You're chatting animatedly about something and Lucifer carefully listens. Next thing you know, you're pulled through the portal into the human realm.
You’re in the middle of a small road. There are barely any cars or people on the street. No one seems to have noticed the two of you appearing out of thin air. On either side of the road, houses are lined up next to each other. You catch a small diner down the road and there are several American flags in windows and beside houses. In front of you is a church.
The church bells are ringing loudly and the corner of Lucifer's lips turn upwards. "Just in time," he says and pulls you towards the church doors. You stare at him with an open mouth. "Lucifer, this is a church," you say and Lucifer looks down at you.
The church is fairly small and white. It looks quaint, you think.
"Yes, I know that, little lamb," he says and you gape at the building in front of you. "You can enter churches?" you ask and the smile on Lucifer's face widens. "Of course, I can," he states, followed by a low chuckle.
"You mean you don't turn into ashes or that there's an invisible wall at the entrance-" As if to answer your questions, Lucifer pulls the door open. He motions for you to enter and you wordlessly do with him following closely behind. “A lie Christians made up to help themselves sleep better at night.” he leans down to whisper in your ear and a small scoff leaves your lips as you look around the room.
You're inside a small vestibule. On your right are several shelves with hymn books, while on the left is a painting of a naked man lying on the ground with another man by his side helping him.
"Do you know the story?" Lucifer asks. You stare at the painting for a few seconds. "It's the Good Samaritan, right?" you say and Lucifer nods solemnly with his hands clasped behind his back.
“A traveller is robbed of his clothes and left dying by the road. First, a priest comes by who avoids him, then a Levite who also ignores him. Finally, a samaritan comes by and helps the poor traveller.” Lucifer says.
“Some Christians think that the robbers represent sin, while the samaritan represents faith.”
You stare at the painting. “Why are you telling me this?” you ask. You look at Lucifer, only to find his eyes already on you. There’s a certain fondness in them. Then he simply shrugs. “It’s good to know your fables. Let’s go in.”
Lucifer opens the door to the church room and the sound of the organ floods through the doors. No one seems to notice as the two of you slip inside and sit at the very back row, next to the door. You fiddle with your fingers in your lap, before Lucifer grabs your hand and intertwines his fingers with yours. He sends you a reassuring look and you grip his hand tighter. “I haven’t been to a church in ages,” you mumble.
“Neither have I,” Lucifer says and it somehow makes you let out a small giggle. It’s hard to imagine Lucifer in a church. Ever. Yet here you sit, both looking at the priest.
He stands at the very front in his black gown and white collar. His skin looks pale and sunken in and his lips are chapped. He’s finishing off a prayer. “…forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us; and lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil” The priest looks up and lets his gaze run over the small gathering of people at the service while saying the words.
Behind him is a giant crucifix, with a very vivid looking Jesus. It sends a deep shiver down your back when you look at the sculpture.
The priest's eyes fall on Lucifer and he somehow pales even more. He stumbles over his words and tugs at his collar. “My God, I am sorry for my sins with all my heart. In choosing to do wrong and failing to do good, I have sinned against you whom I should love above all things.” The priest says, the words running off his tongue like water. Your brows furrow and you look at Lucifer, to find him staring back at the priest, eyes a gleaming red. You tug on his hand and he gives your hand a small squeeze, but his eyes don’t leave the priest.
“I firmly intend, with your help, to do penance, to sin no more,” The priest is yelling now. The other church-goers begin to mumble amongst themselves while looking worriedly at the priest.
“-and to avoid whatever leads me to sin. Our Savior Jesus Christ suffered and died for us. In His name.” Lucifer's smile becomes wider. He still hasn’t looked at you. You get the feeling that you somehow have walked in on something very private between the priest and the demon.
He’s on his knees now, directly under the crucifix. “My God have mercy!” he cries out and you blink at the bizarre outburst. “What on earth…” you mumble. It seems to pull Lucifer out of his trance because his head snaps towards you. “Let’s get out of here. The job is done,” he says and pulls you out of the church by your hand. The doors slam behind you and you stumble to keep up with the demon’s long strides.
“What the fuck was that?” you ask on your way out and slap Lucifer on the shoulder lightly. A hearty laugh leaves Lucifer and he intertwines your arms again.
“What do you mean?” he asks and you roll your eyes begrudgingly. “The whole stare-off with the priest? Why was he so freaked out by you? Rambling all sorts of stuff!” you exclaim while gesturing aggressively with your free hand.
“I was just reminding him of his place, that is all.” You huff out at the lack of clear response and remove your arm from his, quickly walking ahead to express how displeased you are with him.
The fondness in Lucifer's eyes has returned as he watches you walk towards the seal that will return you to the Devildom. Priests. They know nothing of divine beings and godheads. The only divine thing Lucifer has ever met is you.
a/n: I’ve never been to America but I tried my best. >:D I also live in a protestant country so the only catholic churches I’ve been to are in Spain and Italy but catholic churches are a lot like protestant churches, except everything is turned up a notch so that wasn’t all that hard.
Thank you for reading! You can find my other stuff here.
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a wild Mammon appeared! now my MC has a friend fgjhfghjgf
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Baby, keep your eyes on me. ౨ৎ
◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ — yandere men who'd tie up someone and fuck you infront of them if they jealous. Gosh, the fucking audacity. How dare that fucker look at you in a wrong way? it's as if his hand on your waist and the way he clings to you isn't enough. Your head pushed into the pillow, your ass up in the air as he fucks you to next week, his other hand gripping into your waist. Ouch, that would leave marks.
◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ— The bound stranger struggles to get out of the chair, screams muffled. Loud moans echoing in the room, your ass red from the spankings, it hurts! Well, who cares, at this point you can only think about how well his cock slides in n out of you, stretching you out, hittin' all your good spots. The lewd sight, full on display for that unfortunate man :(
“Such a stupid slut, gettin' off of this, do you like this? gettin' fucked in front of someone? tsk, can't even keep quiet like a good girl,”
Oh, well what happens to the guy after that is a mystery! :3
Leona, ROOK, Leech twins, Blade, Boothill, Asmo, Barbatos, Childe, Sukuna, TOJI, Scara, Pantalone, Chuuya, DAZAI, Akutagawa + your favs.
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Diavolo is a pervert, although no one dares say it out loud, nor do they actually believe their beloved future king is secretly hiding a human kink under the "exchange program" excuse. it's all lies to get close to the pretty human who just arrived, like a little prey before his eyes, you're just to cute for your own good. and Diavolo cant help but imagine how good you'll look bent over and taking his demon cock, he'll fill you up nice and good until all you think about is him.
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"Can you see us in every timeline?" you ask.
Barbatos smiles down at you, meeting your bright and curious gaze. Your head is in his lap, both of you stretched out on a soft blanket in the castle garden. Barbatos is leaning back against a tree, a cup of tea held in his gloved hands. The sky drips with stars.
"I see many possibilities," he says, his voice eternally gentle, forever content to answer your endless questions.
You reach up and brush your fingers through his strand of bright hair. "It's just that I wouldn't be the same person without you," you say. "And the thought of there being other mes in other timelines that aren't with you… well, it makes me sad."
You blush a little at this admission because it sounds silly when you say it out loud.
Barbatos chuckles softly, but he puts down his teacup. He takes your hand, even as your fingers are still entangled in his hair. He puts his other hand against your cheek.
"We may not find each other in every timeline," he says. "But I have found that the echoes of each timeline ripple through the others. You are inevitably linked to every other you."
"But they won't feel what I feel," you say.
"They will have impressions of your feelings," Barbatos says. "Have you ever had an inexplicable feeling of hope or despair wash over you? That is a reverberation from yourself in another timeline."
You consider what he's saying. That somehow, you in your present time and space can impact the lives of other yous, if even briefly.
"What do you think they feel from me?" you ask.
"I cannot predict it," Barbatos says. He smiles and the way it lights up his face is so entrancing, you lose yourself in it. "I can only hope they receive soft moments where they feel my love, every time I see you, every time I touch you, every time I kiss you."
Your fingers squeeze around the hand that's holding yours and you lift yourself up to kiss him. His arm moves behind your back to lend you support as he returns the kiss - soft and sweet and with the lingering taste of hellfire rose tea. In another timeline, an unexpected warmth floods through you.
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“Ah, So THAT’S why Lucifer has a picture of Mammon asleep set as his cell phone background for a while there.”
“That’s a nice story. Those two really do love each other, huh?”
“…You think?”
— Solomon and Satan (Chapter 2-C)
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Solomon: Our OG S1 Savior
Disclaimer!
This post is my interpretation of Solomon’s scenes in ObeyMe OG S1. It is not concrete and I have a large pro-Solomon bia. I would recommend replaying S1 of OM to come to your own conclusions!
💚Big thanks to @melverie for being my beta reader!💚
First Introductions
When we first meet Solomon it’s the moment two demons openly plan to eat us. This is when he introduces himself, in classic Solomon fashion he’s hard to write down. If you ask for help he questions why you’d need his help if you have Mammon, he then goes to questions why Mammon was assigned in the first place. He assumes Lucifer is messing with MC (although he’s plain wrong here it’s a reasonable assumption) and says if MC was in any actual danger then he’d step in.
Which funnily enough, is exactly what he does in this scene. Because after we’re done talking the demons that wanted to eat us are gone.
Our Knight In Flowing Cloak
💖💖This dance scene!!💖💖
Easily the best Solomon moment in S1!
Lucifer threatens us, demanding we tell him what we’re planning. No matter what we say he doesn’t respond kindly. Before the conversation can continue to escalate Solomon once again steps in to protect us from a demon.
Helping Us Forge Pacts
These are the scenes that are mostly up to interpretation. If your interpretation of these scenes is different than mine—that’s ok!
Levi
Solomon visits Levi in his room for whatever reason, he then says Levi’s secret phrase so happeningly in front of MC and Mammon.
You also have the option of choosing Simeon or Solomon’s help for the quiz. If you choose Solomon he lends you an extremely rare TSL item that even Levi assumedly doesn’t own.
He does this without asking anything in return.
Asmo
Solomon let’s MC borrow his powers out of sheer curiosity. Thanks to this MC is able to summon Asmo and lend him incredible power. Asmo then becomes very intrigued and wants to forge a pact with MC.
Interesting thing to note here, Solomon brings the conversation to Asmo. Who then says he wants to forge a pact with MC.
Belphie
Solomon runs into MC and Belphie out on a shopping trip trying to find Diavolo a birthday gift. Solomon comments on how close they have gotten suddenly and then he asks if Belphie is planning to forge a pact with MC. Belphie doesn’t answer the question initially, thinking it through. Solomon then asks if he’d like to forge a pact with him, which he immediately rejects. Solomon expected to be rejected yet he still asked, why?
Solomon then asks Belphie about how he was glancing at MC to gauge their reaction the entire interaction, and asks him why.
Solomon has just broadcasted to MC that Belphie is very interested in forging a pact with them.
Conclusion
While it’s more obvious Solomon in Nightbringer is looking out for MC, it seems he’s always been looking out for MC even from the very time they met.
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