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just realized i never posted this here…. hm, gay people ⁉️🏳️‍🌈

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satan maid outfit!

this entire pose was chosen specifically to show off the cat thigh highs >:3

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happy boop day!!

asmo getting flustered over shows of genuine affection hrngnngn im physically ill i love him so much

inspired by this post!!! so cute!!! i think everyone should do this with their fave hehe

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Bonus:

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I'm not "masculine presenting". I'm not "feminine presenting". I'm not present at all, duh. I've been dead for 48 slutty slutty years.

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Attempt #672773 to do right by his stupid pretty face

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Dating games stop forcing me to be a pale brunette girl with no personality challenge

#this is why nothing else in the genre got my attention the way Obey Me did

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Mammon deserves to have someone who misses him when he’s away.

Imagine: Mammon’s not home for the week. He’s away, doing photoshoots or dealing with witches or whatever it is he does. His brothers are just chilling as usual. This is nothing to even blink at, much less be upset about.

But MC? Nope! He’s their Mammon, and they love him so much!

Imagine MC turning to the side where Mammon usually is, automatically going to whisper some dumb comment to him, and then deflating when they find no Mammon there. Imagine MC absentmindedly reaching their hand out to that side, going to hold his hand out of habitual impulse—and being confused for a moment to find empty air… then hiding their sadness. Imagine them distracting themself by hanging out with all the others, who they DO love a lot, but… Mammon’s not there, and the house feels incomplete. They’ve spent lots of time with the others without Mammon before, but he’s never been away so long before, and everything feels wrong.

Imagine Mammon’s reaction to his brothers (probably Asmo, to tease him, or Beel, out of sympathy for the human) texting him to tell him that the human’s moping without him. Imagine them catching MC doing one of those things on camera, because Mammon has to see it to really believe that someone misses him so much.

Imagine Mammon coming home, and the human regaining their energy just at the sound of his voice announcing that he’s back. Imagine them running to the door, pouncing on him for hugs with such excitement that he TOTALLY would have been knocked to the floor if he weren’t supernaturally strong—you know, being a demon.

“You’re home!!!!” MC shouts, not bothering to contain their excitement because they love him, they’re so happy to be reunited, they missed him so much, and he deserves to see that. It’s good for him.

Imagine how happy he’d be to get a reaction like that!

Imagine Mammon and MC inevitably ending up in MC’s room, as they always do, and Mammon seeing that MC has stolen the blanket off his bed. It’s in a messy pile on top of their own blanket, it looks like MC had been curled up under it just before he returned. Because it smells like him, and it’s warm and soft and big, so it’s the closest thing to a hug from him that they could have gotten while he was away.

Imagine how his heart would melt. Imagine how loved he would feel.

Idk, I think he’d cry

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shoutout to that one post about barbatos casually adopting powerful beings i couldnt stop thinking about it

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I made myself a nice lil coffee, cause I haven't had a nice lil coffee in a while. And I used my thermic cup. Completely forgetting how good it is at it's job.

It's been 1 hour and a half and it's still too hot...

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/dusts this blog off just to lay down a little Barbatos/MC angst and leave again

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Barbatos finds you dancing in the garden. You’ve drawn away from the party. It’s raucous as most of Diavolo’s gatherings eventually become. Demons and indulgent situations have no other ending. There’s fun to be had, but the noise- growing and growing- rightfully became too much and the air had become too warm. So you slipped out to the garden for a moment. Still caught in the light from the windows above, still close enough to hear the music and sway with it.

You stop when you notice him, lingering on the last marble step leading to you. You expect him to chide you. It’s rarely a lecture like Lucifer gives, but the butler has a way of holding you to decorum you’d normally ignore. Yet there’s a smile that glitters in the corner of his eyes, and as he steps down onto the pebbles he offers you a gloved hand.

This is when you know it’s alright. He’s aware the party is loud. He is aware there are many people. He can give you this moment. He can join you, if you let him. Taking his hand, he draws close to you and puts his other hand on your shoulder- letting you lead. It’s almost a surprise, given that if you had to guess who was the more competent dancer, it wouldn’t be you. Yet it makes it… fun. Almost funny. A smile draws onto your lips and a little laugh flutters up from your chest as the rocks make it a bit unwieldy to dance.

A step goes a little too far, you try to over correct, he catches you, only to catch the toe of his shoe himself. He laughs then, too. The music begins to close, and the thought of rejoining the brash and the brazen demons within is still a little daunting. However instead of stepping away Barbatos steps closer, nearing his lips to your ears.

“The young master will not need me to attend him for a little while longer, if you would care for another dance?”

He’s warm, and your arm slides easily to his back to keep him closer still as the music begins to rise again.

Barbatos invites you to dance with him. It’s warm, humid, and the moon hanging low in the garden makes it seem impossibly light. Summer, in your mind. You’ve finished tea, and said that you should be getting back to the House of Lamentation. Ideally before Levi summons Lotan because Mammon teased him about you two missing your show.

The butler simply… couldn’t let you go just yet. There’s a shimmer of gold in his eyes, a little greed shining through when he thinks of parting from your company. Of everyone, he knows keenly how precious your time is.

You have better shoes, at least. Well, better in that they are not as formal, nor as awkward on the rocks. This time you catch Barbatos as he stumbles. Neither acknowledges the lack of grace- the two of you only letting go of your laughter as you move a piece of his longer teal hair out of his face to tuck behind his ear. Your hand is warm in his.

“There’s no music,” you tease, still taking his hand.

“My heart sings whenever I’m with you, can you not hear it?”

You know that you will return to find the brothers and the house in disarray. You know that you will be tired in the morning because Lucifer will not let anyone go to bed until the halls are cleaned and repaired. You should not be so eager to ignore such things, nor should he be delaying his own return to his duties. They are many, after all. Still, holding him close, his heart does sing, and his rich, smooth voice adds its own melody so that you might better keep time. You can’t bring yourself to deny him.

Barbatos dances in the garden. The party is warm, the air filled with the raucous voices of the demons within. A rock beneath his heel rolls as he puts his weight down and he catches himself against the wall, laughing. His other hand presses to his chest in recovery from the surprise as he tucks a strand of teal hair behind his ear. He’s quick to rejoin with the melody, as always.

White gloved hands hold the humid air as tenderly as his heart still holds you. The time of humans is as precious as it is fleeting, after all. No one knows it more keenly than him. It isn’t much, but he hopes that the immortality of your memory is enough to pay his respects. 

His lord will not need his attention for a little while longer, he can give you this moment. He’ll have one more dance, for you.

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have i ever mentioned how much i love belphie

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say cheese

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approximation of an idea i had for how ik solves levi's ordeal whenever it's his turn for this weird demon puberty everyone in nb s2 is having

from this post

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Okay, I’m new to Obey Me, but my inner graphic designer and my OCD are twitching about the colors of the demon symbols.

Why are Pride, Envy, and Gluttony ALL SWITCHED UP?!

Like…. what is this mess????

Everyone??? Is color coded??? And they just??? Messed up??? Somehow???

BUT THEY DIDN’T CHOOSE THE WRONG COLORS. OH NO. THEY JUST GAVE THEM TO THE WRONG DEMON.

THE CORRECT COLORS ARE RIGHT THERE. THEY MAKE SO MUCH MORE SENSE. ESPECIALLY IN LEVI’S CASE SINCE HIS SYMBOL IS LITERALLY A FUCKING HOOK.

And they just IGNORED IT. WHY?

Is this some sort of story integral thing? Please let there be a legitimate reason for this. Please don’t let it just be��� like that. It’s been bugging me the entire time I’ve been playing. 🫠

It really isn’t that hard to get it right! Like… HERE LET ME FIX IT FOR YOU!!!!

First born: Lucifer - Pride

Second born: Mammon - Greed (white/yellow)

Third born: Leviathan - Envy

Fourth born: Satan - Wrath

Fifth born: Asmodeus - Lust

Sixth born: Beelzebub - Gluttony

Seventh born: Belphegor - Sloth

It’s a crappy edit but you gET THE IDEA! 😭😭😭

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SHRIEKING TO THE HEAVENS