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kittievampire · 1 year

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I came because I was in love with your obey me yandere smut! So...can I have something similar to "Mine" but with Simeon 🥺🥺🥺? Please!

Please ignore me if you’re not comfortable with this request.

Honestly, anon, it's sinful that'd you'd request such a thing of me! I couldn't possibly write something like that for Simeon! I'll have you know that he is a man of God, an ANGEL and if you think okay the people who think Simeon shouldn't be depicted this way are gone now, lemme see what I have in my bag, my dear~

Click here if you wanna request!

Cleansed

Warnings: Dark themes, Cursing, Blood, Violence, Yandere! Simeon x Fem! MC, Virgin! MC, Smut, Teasing, Baby-Trapping, Murder, Manipulation, Obsession, Guilt-Tripping, Somnophilia (MC gets put to sleep), Most likely an incorrect quote from the bible, Fingering, Breeding Kink, Creampie, Non-Con/Rape to Dub-Con

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Enjoy.

Simeon never knew that he could feel this way about someone.

What he felt exactly, he couldn't say. He couldn't put a finger on it— couldn't put it into words if asked. If he had to describe it, he'd probably say it was something that made him feel like his heart would leap out of his chest with its intense and rapid beating, something that made him want to be close to you, something that made him want to follow you to the ends of the Devildom and back (which may have been literal on some explorative occasions).

Either way, there was one thing this angel knew for a fact.

He had to have you.

This sense of possessiveness started out small. He would follow you around all day, walk you home most nights, and wonder what you were up to when he wasn't by your side. It was always so curious to him how a little human such as yourself suddenly became a being he held of higher regard and importance than Michael, though he'd never tell his higher-up such information.

However, it didn't take long for this obsession to grow.

Simeon was convinced that this was his Father's plan. That he was meant to feel this way about you, that you were meant to be his. Every night, he'd find himself praying, not only for your well-being and fortune, but also for a romantic relationship to blossom from your friendship.

It was the word of the Father, of course.

What God has joined together, let no man seperate. We must guard our union, so that the outside world cannot seperate it.

He has to protect you, no matter what. Especially from the vile lower demons that want a piece of you. Simeon wouldn't dare even think of harming one of the brothers, they were his brothers once, too; Nor did he believe that any of your friends should be hurt. But those that you were uncomfortable with? Those that you didn't know on a personal level? Those that wanted you? Their vary existence was sinful.

They must be cleansed.

"Simeon, what is this?"

Your voice was so sweet. It made him feel weak in the knees. Though, he couldn't afford to lose his composure now. Not when he'd finally mustered up the courage to ask you out on a date.

Well, it was a date you were unaware of. But he put his everything into it! You might as well think of it as such out of appreciation!

The angel smiled, motioning toward the empty seat in front of him. He'd managed to convince the owner of this restaurant to place a table on the second-floor balcony. He wanted to be able to see how the moonlight made your features glow.

Simeon had told you to dress formally for this dinner, but you didn't expect the setting to be this fancy! To say you were excited was an understatement.

You sat down in front of him, clasping your hands together as you tried to process your surroundings. "Wow, Simeon, this is truly amazing... I can't thank you enough, but I am curious about the occasion," You ask softly, a small blush forning on your face.

The angel chuckled softly, lifting one of his hands to gently caress the petal on one of the roses that the vase in the middle of the table held. "One as divine as yourself must be treated to such things, wouldn't you agree?" His voice sounded so sweet to your ears, reminding you of the vanilla sweets he and Luke would bake for you.

"Hi, welcome to... MC?"

You snapped your head to the side, looking up at the waiter approaching your table. Your face paled as you recognized the familiar demon standing before you. It was an incubus that had hit on you recently, the only one you didn't tell Simeon about. "Toran?" You murmured softly, earning a nod from the waiter. "Where have you been? Why haven't you responded to any of my texts, huh? You too good for me or somethin'?" The demon before you suddenly became more aggressive than you felt comfortable dealing with. Simeon could sense your growing discomfort and stood, approaching the waiter. "Excuse me, I don't believe this is appropriate conduct for someone in your position, may I request we get another waiter?" He asked, earning a scoff from the demon whose name he couldn't bother to remember. "Hey, I'm not talking to you, yeah? Why don't you-" "Toran!" You shouted, catching the attention of both of the gentlemen before you. "I... I gave you the wrong number, I'll give it to you. Please, just leave us alone, yes?"

Simeon's face contorted into that of a disgusted look, one that you didn't see.

Why the hell were you even entertaining the idea of giving your information to this asshole? You were supposed to be with him, not this foul demonic garbage. "That won't be necessary, MC," Simeon said with a warm smile, the demon turning to face him. "What the hell do you-" "I'd like to request a change in waiters, please. I don't think you'd want your higher-ups to know about this, so I suggest you do everything you can to make things right!"

He truly was angelic, wasn't he?

You couldn't help but smile a bit, feeling your heart thump against your chest as your cheeks heated up. You looked away for a moment, trying to calm yourself down.

Simeon glanced at you before he roughly grabbed the waiter by his collar and pulled him close. "It'd be in your best interest not to anger me. That girl is the only reason you're still breathing, demon," He whispered into the demon's ear before pushing him away.

Your gaze met the angel's and you couldn't help but blush once more. "A-Ah! Did he finally leave? I'm so sorry, Simeon. I didn't know he worked here! He's been harassing me for the past few weeks, and I just don't know what to do anymore." You started rambling, Simeon sitting down before you and listening closely to every single word that left those lovely lips of yours. They looked so soft.

However, he couldn't forget the sheer audacity of that demon. His presence, his words, his existence, all of it was a sin that must be cleansed. How dare he even breathe in your direction? It all frustrated the angel.

That's okay. Simeon would deal with him later. He had to comfort his lover now. "That sounds horrible! Have you told anyone else about this?" He asked reaching over the table and gently grasping your hand. You turned away from his gaze bashfully, blush only growing darker as you felt his eyes pierce through you. "No, you're the only one that knows about him."

Simeon felt his heart pound against his chest at this. He was the only person you trusted enough to tell? Oh, you're so dependent on him, just how it should be. What a good girlfriend you are, even if you didn't know it yet. "I see," He managed to murmur out softly, a light chuckle escaping his lips as you met his gaze once more.

"I'll do with this information what I can to help you, MC. I promise,"

Simeon splashed water over Toran's tied-up body, causing the demon to wake up in a panic. Though, his sounds of confusion were muffled by the gag in his mouth. Simeon's hand shot forward, gripping either side of his face and forcing him to meet his gaze. "Disgusting," He muttered softly, a glare making its way to the angel's face. He scoffed and pushed Toran's head away from him, taking a step back and pinching his chin between his thumb and index finger. "Ah, what was your name again?" He asked, voice shifting back to the one he wore normally. The one that angels such as himself were expected to wear. "Toran, I believe, yes?" He asked softly, adjusting his black gloves as he turned his back to the demon. "MC requested I not get you in too much trouble with your higher-ups if I take action. She really is sweet, isn't she?"

Simeon turned around, brushing his gloved fingers over the blade in his hand. "You see, I believe that MC is far too divine to be saddened by someone such as yourself. I believe it is my duty as an angel to expel any unhappiness from her life as I see fit." He made his way over to the demon, gently pressing the sharp tip of the blade against his chin. "I'm like her guarding angel in that way, aren't I? I'd make such a good husband, don't you think? If I asked her to marry me... No, she'd be weirded out by such a thing. I have to ask her to be my girlfriend first, don't I?" Simeon's list of questions was left unanswered, but the sound of the demon muffling something under the gag while he was talking only irritated the demon's captor further. "Has no one taught you manners?" He sliced the bottom of the demon's chin, blood spilling out, and a muffled cry erupted from Toran's throat.

"I truly don't appreciate how you treat MC... It truly is unfortunate. You must be cleansed, demon." He pushed the blade against Toran's chest.

"I will do what I must to protect my human,"

Simeon loved you. He loved you more than anything else in this world, more than he loved himself, more than he loved his Father. He just couldn't bare the thought of you rejecting him is all! That's the only reason why this happened.

You were close, so close to finding out his secret. So close to finding the corpses. He wrapped his hand over your mouth and nose and began to chant a sleeping spell into your ear softly, and when you fell limp in his arms, he placed you on the bed.

Now, you looked so beautiful, so innocent, so carefree. He couldn't help but be drawn to your divinity. The way your skirt was pushed up by the duvet slightly, showing him the plush of your thigh. The blush on his face was dark, as were his eyes.

He had to claim you.

In the blink of an eye, he was between your legs, sliding your panties off of you from beneath your skirt, his breath hitching as he saw your pussy. He could feel a lump of saliva form in his throat as he slowly lowered his hand, running two gloved fingers down your slit. Simeon stared at your cunt, not blinking, not moving anything but his hand. He was infatuated with your body, and the only thing that was missing was your whimpers and pleas for him to keep going. Slowly, he pushed his fingers into you, your velvety walls welcoming the digits.

You were tight.

You were a virgin.

A whimper poured from your lips as he shoved his fingers all the way inside of you, his knuckles meeting your entrance. Simeon glanced up at your face to see your expression change, brows knitting together as your lips parted ever so slightly. However, you gave no signal of consciousness. He reached his free hand forward as he began to slowly thrust his fingers into you, making scissoring movements to stretch you. With his free hand he parted your black RAD jacket and unbuttoned your teal underblouse.

Simeon's breathing hitched once more as he saw the white bra you were wearing, taking a moment to think about this situation. You were asleep and vulnerable, and here he was, defiling you. He looked down at his hand, eyes widening at how your essence clung to his fingers.

You wanted him too.

"Haah... I knew it," He muttered out softly, a smile forming on his face. "I knew you wanted me, you naughty girl. Your body's so honest with me."

Biting his lip, he slowly pushed a third finger into you. At the same time, he hooked his index finger around the middle of your bra, pulling it down, and allowing your breasts to spill out. Immediately, his hand groped your mound, squeezing the soft flesh and allowing a chill to run down his spine as he thrusted his fingers faster. "Come on, my dear, give me an orgasm," He said, voice full of desperation, making it seem more like he was begging you. "I need to see you cum for me, darling."

Soft moans and gasps erupted from your throat, and he felt your thighs pushing against his hand. He frowned, pushing your thighs further apart and positioning himself inbetween your legs. "None of that, Dove," He said softly, feeling the heat that pooled around his fingers go straight to his cock. His thumb reached up to trace circles over your clit, causing you to whine and squirm in your sleep.

He felt your walls tightening, excitement coursing through his veins as he thrusted his fingers faster into you, gloved hand soaked, and hand squeezing your breast. "Almost there, Dove," He almost whimpered out, cock twitching. Your hands moved downward, almost as if unconsciously trying to hide yourself from the stimulation.

Your eyes shot wide open and you let out a cry of pleasure as your orgasm came crashing down, coating Simeon's hand in your juices. His movements slowed, allowing you to ride out your orgasm.

Your blurry vision slowly began to re-focus, allowing you to see the angel before you. A sheepish smile appeared on his face as he pulled his hand away, pressing a finger to his tongue to get a taste of your cum. "Simeon?" You panted out softly.

Simeon's hand pushed his white pants and boxers down, freeing his hardened cock, pink tip oozing with precum. "I'm so sorry, my little Dove," He said softly, your eyes going wide as he spread your legs, cock pressing gently against your opening. "I wanted to wait... Ask you to go out with me, then after we got married, I'd take you in a more..." He paused, trying to search for the right adjective. "Romantic setting." Simeon's cock grinded gently against you. "You see, Dove—" You felt him push into you, and you gasped, hands immediately clamping over your mouth. His mouth fell open, letting out a soft groan as he felt your cunt suck him in. "You're just... So— Hnngh!— Tempting!" He slammed himself all the way inside of you, hips meeting yours as he bottomed out.

Tears fell from your eyes at the stretch and you felt his hands on your thighs, guiding them so that your legs would wrap around his waist. "You'll forgive me, right?" He murmured out softly, nuzzling his face into the valley between your breasts. "I'm only doing all of this because I love you." Simeon's eyes met yours and you could feel your body tremble. "S-Simeon, I-I wanted... To wait—" "Wait until when, Dove?!" He suddenly became more aggressive, face now inches away from yours, cock pushing against your cervix, making you whine. "Until one of those vile demons got to you? That isn't an option! You were going to make love to me on the night of our wedding, what difference does it make that I take you here?" He huffed out.

You'd never seen him so angry before, nor have you ever seen him act so possessive before. He pulled his hips back, only to shove them forward again. You moaned loudly, closing your eyes and allowing more tears to fall. "You should be grateful..." He muttered, closing his eyes to try and maintain some of his composure. The contradiction in his words hardly meant anything to your hazy mind. While you did take a moment to realize that he just apologized for waiting before scolding you for wanting the same, the way he started to pound into you made your brain turn to mush.

"That it was me who was here instead of some random demon. I don't know what I would've done if someone deflowered you before I got the chance to, they might've ended up like the others!"

You flinched at this statement, looking up at Simeon through teary eyes. "O-Others?" He scoffed, burying his face into the crook of your neck to leave dark hickies that couldn't be hidden. When you didn't get an answer, you debated on asking him again, but he interrupted your confusion with a slam right into the spot that made you see stars.

You cried out, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him closer to you, feeling a knot begin to tighten in your stomach. "S-Simeon! G-Gonna c-cum soon!" You whined out, bucking your hips upward to get more friction between the two of you, hoping for further stimulation.

Simeon knitted his brows together as a thought came to mind. Perhaps if you were pregnant, everyone, including you, would know that you were his. Maybe if he got you attached to him in such a permanent manner, you'd never think about another man. Yes, that sounded absolutely divine. It sounded right.

"MC," He moaned out against your jawline, pressing a kiss to it before he moved upward so his lips were beside your ear. "I'm gonna cum inside you, okay?"

"W-What?!" You flinched, regaining consciousness almost immediately before almost being completely fucked out of it again. Simeon sighed softly against you, pressing a kiss to your cheek. "I'm gonna make you— Ngh!— A mamaaa..." He dragged out the last syllable as a blush formed on his face, feeling his orgasm nearing as his pace quickened and his thrusts became more desperate and rough. The tip of his cock bullied your cervix, making you nearly scream in pleasure. "You'll be good for me, right? Y-You'll take all of my cum? Carry my child for me? You love me don't you?"

Your walls convulsed and you screamed as you came, juices coating his length. "Y-Yes," You whimpered out softly, being rewarded with the smile that you'd grown to love on him. "My Dove," He moaned out softly, burying himself deep inside of you and grunting as you felt him paint your insides white. You could feel him filling you up to the brim, womb full, pussy throbbing and drooling with his cum, even though he hadn't moved. There was just so much. You'd never felt this full before.

He slammed into you a few more times, trying to ride out the pleasure of his orgasm, as well as fuck his seed deep within you, before slowly pulling out. The sight of his cum oozing out of you made him blush, looking up at your panting, exhausted form.

Simeon smiled, caressing your tear-stained cheek with the hand that wasn't dirtied, pressing a warm and passionate kiss to your lips. He felt his heart skip a beat when you returned the favor. Reluctantly, though he had to breathe, he pulled away.

"I'll do everything I can to keep you safe and with me, Dove... Even if it means I have to resort to desperate measures,"

Holy fuck, that was a long ass train ride. I hope you liked it, anon, cause I know some of your horny asses did!

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zoemmaz · 2 years

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Angel tea party

#simeon om #simeon obey me #simeon #om! simeon #obey me simeon #swd simeon #luke obey me #obey me luke #om! luke #om luke #swd luke #Luke #luke om #obey me #obey me fanart #otome obey me #shall we date #om #shall we date obey me

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katskitoshi · 2 years

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"MY TYPE IS," WITH OBEY ME (2)

synopsis: obey me dateables react to [name] who responds to a "what's your type?" question with their name.

characters: diavolo, barbatos, simeon & solomon (separately) x gender neutral! reader

brothers version: here ["my type is," brothers]

includes: nothing i think

asmo, as always, was asking questions to you with everyone present. the demon brothers, diavolo, barbatos, solomon and simeon were all there. none of them were paying attention to the questions or conversation - well, until asmo asked, "what's your type, [name]?"

DIAVOLO: HEAD OF THE STUDENT COUNSEL

"my type has to be someone who's energetic, funny, but also well composed and smart. diavolo'd be the perfect person, i love him so much! it doesn't matter if he's royalty, i'd love him no matter his status."

diavolo is smiling the most genuine smile he has in forever.

barbatos told him something really good would happen today, but he didn't expect this to be it! (he's not complaining tho)

he's blushing and really red. both lucifer and barbatos can tell.

he's happy that you love him for him, not his title as future king. he's wary to get into relationships because some people might only date him for his title. but he loves you and you love him too. he's so happy that y

he has absolutely no idea on how to approach this. should he go and confess now? wait until this party is over? WHAT SHOULD HE DO?!

barbatos and lucifer have to force him to go over and talk to you. if he can't talk to his crush, how is he supposed to rule the devildom?

asmodeus walks away from you and diavolo after he sees lucifer's glare and barbatos' sadistic smile. they're both mouthing for him to come over.

he's really red, so you assume he heard.

"did you - by chance - hear what asmo and i were talking about. more specifically - what i said?" you ask, slightly fidgety.

"i did. and i'm glad you think so well of me, and i'm glad that you love me for me despite my status as future king. i'm also glad that you find me the perfect person, - he chuckles - and i love you too, [name]. i can't wait to rule over the devildom with you by my side."

BARBATOS: THE LOYAL BUTLER

"hmm, i don't have an ideal type, but i have an ideal person. that person: barbatos! it'd have to be him. i love him! you see how perfect he is? it pains me to see him overwork himself sometimes. i just want to serve him and help him any way possible. his smile is so perfect too. and-"

the butler was too stunned to speak.

he heard you rant on about how perfect he is and how he's your ideal person. definite confidence boost. and you're still going!

he's seen so many realities but he's never bothered to look for a reality where you and him got together.

despite him having a small (huge) crush on you, he's been a bit hesitant to see if you'd ever end up together. what if it's not this timeline and the both of you get together? he didn't want to have to change anything just for his own selfish desires.

now he doesn't have to!

you said you love him and he loves you too!

he's a logical person, a smart one. he knows that the best time would be when you're alone, so probably not at this gathering.

what he decides to do is invite you to the castle for a baking lesson, something you've been asking for. it be easy to confess in the kitchen where you'd both be in a comfortable atmosphere.

he has to physically stop himself from looking into the future to see the confession. he wants it to be a surprise!

the day arrives and he eagerly waits in the kitchen for your arrival. you do notice that barbatos is a bit excited and flustered. he can't wait to bake with you, he claims.

you believe him of course, and a little later during the baking date, you two are talking and laughing.

he figures that now would be a great time to confess.

"[name]," he calls out while making the frosting. "yep?" you reply absent-mindedly while mixing the caramel on the stove. "i do recall you saying that i was your ideal person at the gathering. oh, and your rambling about how perfect i was," he wasn't even looking at you. you stopped stirring the caramel, instead staring at him while becoming flustered.

"it was quite interesting hearing you ramble on about what you like about me. i do have to say, i find it quite endearing. and i must say, you're my ideal type as well. i love you, truly, darling. [name], don't forget to stir the caramel. we don't want it to burn, do we?"

SIMEON: THE AFFECTIONATE ANGEL

"my type is someone caring and affectionate. someone sweet and smart. basically simeon. i love him so much!"

queue the blushing for this sweet soul.

haha, someone better tell luke he's gotta new parent.

he's ecstatic to hear that he's your type, because you're his type too.

okay, but in all seriousness, he has no idea how to react.

should he wait? confront you now? ah, someone help him!

he decides now is the best time, no need to procrastinate, right?

he thinks about a love letter instead, but decides that a verbal confession would be better.

he pulls you from asmo, asking to talk to you privately.

asmo wiggles his eyebrows slightly suggestively.

the timing was suspicious to you. right after you tell asmo that you like simeon, he comes over and wants to talk to you?

worst case scenario: he heard you and wants to tell you that he doesn't like you. or worse, he only sees you as just a friend.

you're a bit panicked. but even if he doesn't like you, he'll let you down softly 'cause he's an angel, right?

" i didn't mean to eavesdrop or anything, but i heard you tell asmo that you like me - well, erm, that i'm your type. i just wanted to tell you that i like you as well. i find you also as a caring person and you're ( good describing characteristics)! that's what i like about you. i really do love you, [name]!"

SOLOMON: THE WITTY SORCERER

"i like solomon. he's mysterious but also strong and smart. it might also help that we're the only two humans down here. i just love him so much."

he liked more than he'd admit what you said about him.

mysterious? he wouldn't consider himself as such, but he likes it.

he already knew he had an advantage over all the other for being human, but he's glad to hear it from your mouth.

solomon approaches head on.

asmo knows about his crush on you, and now asmo knows about your crush on him.

he confesses to you in front of asmo. he couldn't care less if the lustful demon saw.

he does enjoy seeing you get flustered as he confesses

"ah, [name], it seems we feel the same way about each other. i do love you as well, dear."

brothers version: here ["my type is," brothers]

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kpop-otome-yandere-here · 2 years

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Diavolo: *sees Mc and Lucifer*

Diavolo: they're cute. I would put them on a boat

Simeon: you mean... you ship them?

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mintgiioco · 1 year

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"Gott ist tot"

#obey me #obey me simeon #om! shall we date #obm simeon #obey me!#swd simeon

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satsuma-saturn · 1 year

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hii i hope you feel better <3 maybe a cute fluffy fic/scenario of simeon and mc baking together and like mc gets frosting on their face AHDHDH i would love to see your take on it !!

A/N: I intended for this one to be the same length as the Lucifer one, but once I started writing, I couldn’t stop. Also, I’ve never written for Simeon before, so I hope he isn’t terribly ooc. In case anyone is curious, I never proofread my fics b/c idc, I literally just do this for fun. Anyways, enjoy!

Taste of You - Simeon x Reader

It was a not-really-a-date that was most definitely a date. Simeon invited you over to Purgatory Hall to bake some treats. No reason in particular, he’d said. Luke, the resident baker of Purgatory Hall begged and pleaded to bake with the two of you, but Simeon held his ground and gently let him down. The young angel went over to the Demon Lord’s castle instead, to bake with Barbatos. You would have to give some treats to the demon butler as a thank you for taking Luke for the afternoon, allowing you to have some alone time with Simeon.

At the moment, you were knocking on the front door of Purgatory Hall. After a few seconds of no response, you reached up to knock again, but right as you raised your fist, the door swung open. Your raised fist was now aimed at Solomon’s face. Tempting, but no.

“MC! What brings you to our humble abode?” The sorcerer inquired, tilting his head.

“Ahh, I’m here to see Simeon. He invited me over for some baking,” you replied, a little sheepish. You’d expected Simeon to answer the door, so you were caught off-guard when Solomon appeared.

Nodding, Solomon took a step back, gesturing for you to enter the dorm. “He mentioned that. I think he’s waiting for you in the kitchen. I’ll be in my room if either of you happen to need anything,” he said. With a small smile, you entered at his behest, hearing the door shut behind you. “Oh, I did some baking myself recently. Only Raphael has eaten anything, but the cookies are quite good. I highly recommend.”

Gulp. “Well, since Simeon and I will be baking, we will probably be eating our own treats. Too many sweets would make me sick, but thank you so much for the offer, Solomon! If you happen to stop by the House of Lamentation, I’m sure Beel would enjoy whatever you’ve cooked up!” You were practically sweating, trying not to be rude, but also trying not to die.

Again, the sorcerer nodded. “Ahh, right! Too many sweets would be detrimental to your health. I will take you up on that other offer, though. I’ll have some cookies packed up for you to bring to Beel. Not all of them, though, since I still want to eat some and so does Raphael.” He clasped his hands together. “Anyway, Simeon is waiting in the kitchen.”

You smiled, genuinely that time. “Thank you. Feel free to have some treats when we’re done.” With that, you left Solomon in the foyer.

Peeking your head into the kitchen, you spied Simeon hunched over a cooking book. “Simeon!” The angel raised his head at the sound of your voice, a pleasant smile spreading across his face at the sight of you.

“Ahh, MC! I was wondering when you would arrive! Come in, I was just looking for a recipe for us to try out!” He patted the space next to him and you eagerly joined him.

Once you were seated, Simeon spoke again. “I was looking at this strawberry cake recipe. Here.” He pointed at the opened page, an elegant cake pictured alongside the recipe.

“Let’s do it!” You grabbed an apron off a nearby hook and tied it on top of your clothing. Simeon was already wearing one.

Soon, the ingredients were out on the counter and Simeon read out the instructions to you while you mixed. Dry ingredients were first, then wet. Soon, you had a smooth batter, ready for the oven, which was preheated. Simeon already grabbed a pan for the cake batter and greased it, so you picked up the bowl, prepared to pour the mix in, but paused for a moment. The cake pan was heart shaped! A soft warmth spread across your face as you grinned at the revelation.

“Is something wrong, MC?” The angel inquired, his face written with slight concern.

“No, I just got distracted by the cake tin,” you replied, turning your head to look at him. Simeon smiled but didn’t say anything else. You turned back to the pan and poured in the batter, tapping the pan against the counter to flatten the mix. With that done, you picked up the cake pan and placed it in the oven, setting a timer to help keep track of how long it needed to bake.

Once the cake was completed, it was placed in the fridge to cool off. It was time to work on the frosting. Again, it was left to you to mix the ingredients while Simeon read them off. While you were mixing, you lost control of the handmixer, sending frosting flying everywhere, including all over yourself! A hand settled on top of yours, clicking the mixer off.

“Are you okay, MC?” Simeon asked, handing you a hand towel. You nodded, taking the towel gratefully, starting to wipe off your hair and face. Before you could finish, though, the angel swiped this thumb across your cheek, coating the digit in frosting. He brought it to his mouth, taking a taste of the frosting. Smiling, he said, “It’s sweet. Want a taste?”

Eagerly, you nodded. “Yes, I do,” you replied. With the remaining frosting on his thumb, he wiped it across his lips. He then took your hand in his, cupping your chin with his free hand. Softly, he pressed his lips against yours. It was euphoric, the feeling of Simeon’s lips on yours, paired with the unmistakeable sweet taste of frosting.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” The shriek startled you as you yanked yourself from Simeon. Standing in the doorway of the kitchen was Luke, who was beet red from the scene he just laid his eyes on.

“Taste testing frosting,” Simeon replied. There was a light blush across his cheeks as he spoke, but he kept his cool. His hand still held yours, though you were turned away, blushing and hiding your face from the embarrassment of being caught. “How was baking with Barbatos, Luke?”

“You said you were baking, not eating each other’s faces,” Luke accused, ignoring his guardian’s question. The angel beside you sighed softly.

“Luke, sometimes two people like each other a lot and they express that by kissing,” he replied, squeezing your hand in a reassuring manner. “Since you’re here now, would you like to help us decorate the cake? It’s cooling off in the fridge now.”

By then, you calmed down and turned to the young angel, who was gleefully nodding. His anger apparently suddenly forgotten. “Yes, I do want to help!” You smiled and waved him over.

“We have to make a new batch of frosting, this one got all messed up. In the meantime, I am going to start cleaning the kitchen, since it’s a mess,” you said.

Luke rapidly shook his head. “Don’t worry about it, MC! I’ll clean the kitchen!” He exclaimed, helpfully. The boy just seemed excited to be spending time with two of his favorite people. Though he’d interrupted you two, you were also happy, having been able to spend quality time with Simeon.

All in all, it was a good day.

Bonus:

After returning to the House of Lamentation, you brought along half of the cake, along with a large bag of cookies. Offering up the cake and cookies, the brothers dug in. After eating the cookies, all of them immediately died. The end.

Okay, they didn’t actually die. However, it was immediately obvious who made the cookies and they did get food poisoning.

#obey me #swd #shall we date #shall we date obey me #swd obey me #swd simeon #simeon x mc #simeon x reader #obey me simeon #purgatory hall #obey me simeon x mc #obey me simeon x reader #swd obey me!#obey me!

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can you do simeon to mc fluff/23. "I forgot to eat" "You forget to breath also, nothing new" ?

"Please eat"

Paring: Simeon x gn!mc

Warning: bad habits, sleep deprivation, Solomon.

Genre: Fluff,

Type: None, slightly romantic at the end.

Note: Hope its long enough lol. Luckily i was free and in the spirit so it took only a few hours for this.

Eyes strained and dry, they threaten to close yet you didn't let them. What time was it? You didn't know, nor did you bother with it.

Your mental health has taken a turn for the worst these days. Assignments whose due dates were too close for your liking, exams on their way and dealing with the brothers shenanigans left you feeling worse.

You loved the seven brothers Of Course, but a human like you can only deal with so much before breaking- thankfully or not, depending on how you see it, Solomon offered to help you with a few topics that you didn't really understand before you ended up blowing up. And you had never appreciated the shady sorcerer more.

That was, until he got up and left you alone in the purgatory hall after getting a call from Barbatos about an emergency.

'Seriously, did Barbatos come across a rat again?'

Your stomach rumbled as you let out a small groan. The desire to bash your head against the wall grows each second as you regret every decision you had made in the past day.

The first was the 2 hour sleep you were on, second was letting Levi borrow your coffee in class because he stayed up too late playing games and didn't even a minute of sleep for lord knows how long, third was skipping breakfast and lunch because you forgot that you had to pay attention to the time!

Yeah luck was definitely not on your side today.

You slapped your face as you picked up your fountain pen; a gift from Luke for quote on quote 'being the best human to have existed'. Blue ink splattering against the slightly yellow paper as you begin to write.

But it wasn't long till you lost concentration, the hunger grew every passing minute. Annoyance started to creep up to you. Face curled into a scowl as you slammed the pen back on the desk.

Purgatory hall had a different aura from House of Lamentation. The place you stayed at was in chaos more or less of the time. Either Lucifer hanging Mammon upside down or Asmodeus trying to bathe you in bubbling water.

Purgatory hall was calm. Perhaps because of the people who lived here or it's just how it was but you couldn't help but be relaxed whenever you were here.

Alas, Purgatory hall was but still an unfamiliar place, no matter what you always found it hard to feel comfortable here. Which also leads you to politely reject whenever Luke, Solomon or even Simeon asked you to stay over for the night.

Your uneasiness only got worse with the sleep deprivation and hunger, a stomach that felt like it might as well start to digest itself made you want to sob out of pure annoyance.

'Shit shit shit shit shit-'

*clik*

You shot your head towards the door, a part of you perked up, hoping that Solomon was back from whatever emergency that occurred for the Barbatos to ask for him. Yet the hope died down when you saw the turf of brown hair from the door crack.

Bright Teal eyes gazed on your tired figure as the body of the tanned man came to your view. Simeon smiled, and you almost felt the tiredness leave your body at the sight of the tall man's bright smile.

By no means were you disappointed to see Simeon, why would you be? He was such a nice guy- angel but you needed help with your work and Simeon was..definitely would not be that helpful.

Alas you waved at him, you smiled, trying to conceal your tired face as he waved back with his bright smile and almost instantly you felt like you could see a halo coming from behind him.

"Mc! What a relief. I bumped into Solomon on my way back and he told me you were here. I hurried up thinking you might have already left."

His boots thumped against the floor as he walked towards you. You felt the couch foam press as he took a seat behind you.

"Oh hey Simeon…I was just waiting for Solomon to come back. I still have a few lessons I was having trouble with…"

You shot a small smile at him, hoping he'll leave it at that because god you did not have enough strength to talk without groaning in pain.

"Ah right…Maybe I could help?"

Simeon asked as you pressed your lips together, feeling your stomach curl up and whatnot as you stuttered around with words.

",,,n—o It‐'s fine m' fin I'm i mean i-l wait for solomon"

Your stomach clinged as Simeon's smiling face changed to a look you were all too familiar with. His body shifted a bit as he came close enough so that your faces were almost touching, almost.

"Mc? Are you alright? You don't look well."

You didn't want to worry the angel really, you'd hate to bother him because of your dumb choices.

"NoPe i'm - fuk.."

You threw your head back against the wall, stomach hurting just enough to make you want to get killed by Belphie again if it means for it to stop as you made a promise to yourself to never drink coffee in an empty stomach.

"Oh dear god Mc. Did something happen? Are you perhaps hurt??"

You mentally sigh to yourself while shaking your head, the angel; knowing him would not stop asking until you give him an answer and the thin string which held your patience would definitely not be able to handle being interrogated right now.

"orgot…igh..forgot to.eat"

You sputtered out words randomly as Simeon finally understood what you meant. His previous worry was replaced by a slightly disappointed face as he signed.

"You also forget to breathe, Mc, what's new?"

You sucked in a breath as you glared at the dark-skinned man from the corner of your eye. Simeon was wrong in no way but still, no one likes being reminded of their bad habits.

"I know…."

Simeon only signed before standing up. His cape slightly crumbled as he looked at your pained form.

"Stay here alright? I'll get something for you to eat."

"I'll be..fine- just get me some water..yeah jist— some water-"

"Mc."

Teal eyes glared, making you instantly shut up. Simeon's palm made contact with your slightly cold cheek as he caressed it.

"You'll get sick at this rate. Please eat something."

Did Simeon know he looked awfully like a kicked puppy right now? You may be stubborn but you were not heartless, no way in devildom could you reject a face like that. Dejected, you gave him a small nod.

"Perfect! I'll get something for you"

Your eyes turned wide like a sausage as warm lips brushed against your forehead. Simeon's eyes smiled as he left the room in a hurry. Clearly unbothered by what he had just done.

Hopefully he didn't see the apple red cheeks of yours.

(I actually wrote this while I was hungry lol. Also hey!, my first request)

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