#I wanted a more serious vibe bc they’re just more unhinged imo

[justalittleficsideblog]

Your fics of the obey me boys protecting mc from a creep are so amazing!!

If it's okay, could you write a similar one for Barb and Sol please?<3

anon I see you’ve been sitting in my inbox for a millennia, but I feel like I’ve finally now can write this fic! Barbatos in my mind is a bit unhinged, so like TW for those undertones! This went on longer than I intended, I hope you enjoy !

Barbatos

I could see this happening in the later hours of a ball that his king decided to host, caught unawares with a human he decided to invite had inevitably gotten lost in his crowd.

Considering that your usual guard dogs were preoccupied with their official business, Barbatos took it upon himself to keep a keen eye on you as you made your introductions.

Some of the demons lingered longer than necessary, but the majority quickly moved on due to the presence of the brothers all together somewhere in the room. Despite that, one particular demon cozied up to you a bit more than he found himself caring for.

“That’s very flattering thank you, but I think I’ve had plenty this evening,” you waved your hand towards the demon, gesturing politely in refusal of his offer to a drink.

You weren’t stupid, taking drinks from strangers in the human world was hardly safe, the devildom was no exception.

The demons mouth curved down slightly on the side, but he quickly recovered as he sauntered closer to you. Your back now against the pillar, your eyes scanned the crowd for an escape.

“Those brothers must be boring such a thing like you.” An elongated finger dragged lazily along your temple as he pushed a stray hair out of your face.

“The brothers are wonderful, now if you’d excuse me—“ you grimaced as the demon side stepped your attempt to skirt around him. Now pushed farther back, your irritation was plain across your face.

“C’mon. Hear me out here—“

“I do believe the lady has kindly rejected you multiple times.”

The snarl startled you, a familiar back facing you as Barbatos stepped in between you and the demon. He held a serving tray in his arm, the other arm was across his chest as he politely angled his body towards the male in front of him.

His tail gently urged you to his left, its length curling protectively around your frame.

The formerly mentioned demon scoffed, clearly irritated about the kings servent interrupting him.

“Listen Barbatos,” the demon grabbed a wad of somthing from his lined pocket, placing it discreetly in his hand. “Look the other way with the kings pet, and keep this between us.”

The chill that descended the ballroom was near paralyzing.

You didn’t dare breathe.

“Out of respect for Diavolo,” Barbatos spat, rising to his full height, his back shifting into a lethal calm. “I will not cause a scene because of this disgusting conversation. You must be unwell, considering your intellect is so skewed that you believed I could be bought out for such an act.”

The demon tensed, his foot sliding back slightly.

You’d never seen Barbatos so eerily calm. He could be unnerving in his role, but the aura he was giving off was that of a predator.

“Lord Diavolo will see to you later,” a swish of his wrist and the demon was transported instantly.

The rush and noise of the crowd and music came back immediately, and Barbatos turned to face you, bowing deeply.

“Are you harmed?”

“Uh… no. No not at all, thank you Barbatos.” Your hand reached out to take his out and make him rise.

You were at a loss for words, the lethality you had felt from him was gone, replaced with a relaxed atmosphere.

This guy gave you whiplash.

Extending his arm, he offered, “Come. Let’s get some fresh air.”

All you could do was nod.

Solomon

Honestly, the reason that you hadn’t encountered any suspicious demons was because this wizard watched you very closely. When he determined the brothers were around, he tended to let off.

But, anytime you were without one of them and he was around, he tended to ward off many a demon (he may had cast a sort of mirage around you if any ill-intended demons looked to long).

Deciding to have a bit of fun without the brothers, you had begged him to check out a new club scene that had opened up. All the students were talking about it! I’ll go anyway even if you aren’t with me!

Leaving you unprotected wasn’t an option, but he decided to play coy and tag along.

Solomon immediately disliked the air of the nightclub. The thick haze and skewed magic surrounding it instantly made him on edge. Seeing you so excited to be there, seeking out some friends from class, made him bite his tongue.

The crowd itself made him uneasy, some demons lingering looks made him grind his teeth as he steered you towards a booth to get a break.

“This place is kind of… dense.” He ground out.

“I think this’ll be fun! Oh! Let me go to the bathroom quick, one of the girls from our sorcery course needs some help fixing her look.”

You skirted off quickly. Solomon reassured himself it was fine, you had a trace of his magic he could track. He reached out to feel the tug, only—

There was nothing there.

————-

Having fixed up your friends hair, you made your way back to Solomon. Unfortunately you were intercepted, a large demon glancing down at you with wide eyes.

“So you’re the human they’ve been talking about.”

You attempted to move around him, huffing when the press of bodies halted you from doing so.

This demon was clearly intoxicated, his uneven gate and slight sway told you that much.

A grip on your arm made you flinch, moving quickly to detach the large hand from your bicep.

“Let me go, man.”

The demon flung his arms up in surrender. “Are you here by yourself? You know, this place is full of creatures that would—“

“I’m with my friends, now if you’ll excuse me.” You shouldered your way past him, ignoring his intimidating height. You looked around for the booth that Solomon and you were at previously.

Your heart thundered, where the hell was it?

“Are you a bit lost?” A grin split across his face as he leaned down, the smell of demonous reaching your nostrils. “I could help you find your friends…”

The look in his eyes told you something entirely different. Panic began to work its way up your chest and the noise and flickering lights made it hard to see against the crowd.

Suddenly, a heavy arm wrapped around your shoulders. Jolting from the contact, you looked up to see Solomon, staring down the demon in front of you.

“I do hope that you weren’t giving my human any trouble here.”

Realizing who was in front of him, the demon blanched, leaning back into a few others that were crowded behind him.

“N-not at all man, just trying to help them out is all.” He waved his claws in front of his face, eager to turn and part the crowd as he made his exit.

Satisfied, Solomon looked to you.

“What happened to that bracelet you always wear?”

Furrowing your brows you spoke. “What are you talking about? It’s right here—“

You grabbed your empty wrist in alarm. Shit! You must’ve undone it when you were helping your friend.

“It’s probably in the bathroom, here, let me go grab it quick!”

Solomon grabbed your shoulder and spun you in close to him.

“Forget the bracelet.”

“But that was a gift! I’m sure it was expensive.”

You saw his jaw tick. “I’ll get you another, you’re not leaving my sight after that.”

Clasping your hand in his, he made his way to the exit.

“How do you feel about takeout?”

A smile burst across your face.

“As long as you’re the one paying.”

Solomon laughed, grasping your hand a bit tighter.

#shall we date #obey me #solomon x reader #barbatos x reader #gang this took forever #I wanted a more serious vibe bc they’re just more unhinged imo #obey me x reader

[bulkhummus]

Hi hello I've just finished scrolling through the entirety of your wtnv tag and I just want to say that you art and writing are ***great***, and that your content in general fed into my interest for night vale so thanks for that :P(and it is now helping me wait for the next episode since I just caught up to the show T-T) Also! Your crossover art kinda made me want to try listening to tma but i got the impression when i first heard of it that it was pretty dark, and I don't really like super heavy stuff, but is it actually similar in tone to night vale? Cause if so I am definitely going to check it out 👀

Hi! That’s very kind of you, thank you so much!

My answer is that they have two entirely different tones. The shows are doing completely different things, and if you have listened to one, you shouldn’t think you’ve listened to the other. My advice is to take it slow with Tma if spooky stuff isn’t you’re cup of tea👀 — it’s got sustained vibes of wtnv episodes Into the Mirror, The Mudstone Abyss, The Bloodspace War arcs — if that means anything to you.

They both have superb beautiful writing, interesting characters, both talk about trauma / how people respond to things, but other than that, they’re completely different in content and how they’re structured. The audience is aware of the horror in Wtnv, but the characters usually are not, which is why its unsettling. Tma characters are very much aware that they should be scared/are scared At the stuff they research/get involved with.

Wtnv is, at its heart, satirical commentary. It weaves comedy very effectively into horror, and places emphasis on fickle memory and reality being what you subjectively know/remember. As you know, theres more light hearted/silly episodes that make the more heart-wrenching one’s hit harder.

Tma takes itself more seriously due to the nature of the show, which is not to say there aren’t funny bits, bc there 100% are. It’s about what humans intrinsically fear and individual vs. collective trauma. The show is essentially a collection of incredibly written short form horror stories that build very good tension with bits of plot interspersed through out.

Tma has an overarching plot/goal. Wtnv tends to have mini arcs and one offs. This also changes the tone, as suspense is built througout the seasons of Tma. Not to mention, the narrators are completely different types of characters— Jon is on average much more serious/ intense/doing his absolute best, Cecil is on average much more disconcertingly unconcerned/ a brat. Both become unhinged in different ways lmao

My opinion is that you should listen to TMA! It’s nicely structured so that you can listen to one, take the time you need, and then start another. It’s very well written suspenseful horror, which imo is very hard to do. Also the characters are awesome, and jon and martin are Idiots♥️

BUT in conclusion, sorry this was long, and wtnv and tma are COMPLETELY Different in tone.

Thanks again ♥️

#Sorry this was long i went off lol #i keep seeing people (not u question asker) think that if they have listened to one they know the other #and that just straight up isnt true #They should both be celebrated and not just lumped together bc they’re v v different #they do different things!!!!!!! #i love them both!!!!!!! #tma #wtnv #ask tag