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blanketbvby · 10 days
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You sigh, a hand running through your hair and bent over the table. A few papers and books were scattered about, and you give a whine bleeding out of the sigh.
"Okay, that's it!" He huffs, crossing his arms and meaning back.
"You're gettin' all stuffy again. You start to get stressed, you get noisy, then you start to cry because you're pushing yourself. Sound 'bout right?"
Before you can open your mouth to reply, blinking in surprise, he goes on.
"It's hard, 'kay? It's hard and it sucks and nobody likes it. But you've gotta. But ya know what?"
Weakly, you smile sheepishly and ask— "What?"
He smirks. "You don't gotta be the best at it or get everything right. You'll do fine, have you seen your other grades? Just breathe and calm down or whatever. Doodle if ya have to."
You nod and bite your lip, taking a deep breath.
"You're right. Thank you."
"Anytime."
Silence envelopes the dining hall until a single question is parted from your lips.
".. Can we cuddle?"
"I thought you'd never ask."
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blanketbvby · 12 days
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Warning: scared reaction to a hallucination, confirmed hallucination, no mention of what it is, character up to interpretation
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It's late, but you're quivering, sat up right and staring at the side of the bed with wide eyes and a racing heart.
He knows your heart is racing. He can hear it. He can feel it.
Feel it in the way your body is tense and you look unresponsive, dazed and far off. Feel it in the way you reach a shaky hand to him to shake him, not realizing he's awake now, too.
"Check it," you breathe out, "Please."
So, he gets up, feet touching the ground, and walking to your side of the bed.
This isn't the first time it's happened, but each time he hopes it's the last. For your sake.
Carefully, he steps directly into where you were staring at, and you blink for a moment. Confused. Reality is quick to crash down, though, and the relief is obvious on your face.
"Hallucination," he assures. You nod with a wavering sigh.
"Hallucination," you say back.
He walks around the side of the bed again, sliding in and leaning over you, where he kisses you with a soft hum. When he pulls away, you smile, though it's rigid.
"Thank you."
"Any time, little lamb."
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blanketbvby · 20 days
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i hope the michael reveal is stupid. i hope we just get teleported to the celestial realm out of nowhere and the only dialogue option we get it "where the hell am i?!" only for someone to go "you're not even in hell, dear human!" and then He Appears and we all blow up
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blanketbvby · 23 days
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Someone sent me the greatest ask while I was away for 10 days and recovering for the reason I was away so just be prepared I'm writing something, it's just taking a while since I'm busy lately :(
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blanketbvby · 2 months
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TWST but Yuu is ACTUALLY a shrimp
❤: mind if I crash in your place again? Riddle kicked me out for some really stupid tart thing again
🦐: ...
❤: bet, just scooch on over so I can sleep in bed with ya, I'll be nice and still, you won't even notice I'm there :)
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blanketbvby · 2 months
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I like to imagine that while yes, demons and angels can get injured, they have no idea what sickness is. So one day when you wake up really sick, they think you're cursed.
They think it's an awfully strong curse, actually, because they can't even pinpoint what it is or any trace of magic, but they can just feel something is there and it's wrong and not normal and that you're not okay.
Maybe at first the brothers try and not tell anyone since they think they can solve it without help, but after the third day and no progress and you laying in bed, unable to eat, sweating, vomiting, sneezing, and pale, they decide to suck it up and bring you to the castle.
Another personal favorite idea of mine is that due to the lack of sun, the Devildom is absolutely freezing most of the time, so it's harder to recover if you fall ill.
Upon reaching the castle and explaining, Diavolo assigns Barbatos to help care for you. When even that doesn't work as well as it should and finding the right spell to work is hard, they turn to Purgatory Hall to help.
Of course, the angels are just as confused. Why are you not getting better? Why are you only getting worse?
It's not until, through gasps of air after laughing so hard when he realizes what's wrong, that they get an explanation. That this is something called illness and that you're not getting better because it's too cold.
So he's asked to curse you, pride thrown aside. When he actually sees you, though... He frowns, immediately switching into concern and doing things like checking your temperature, getting you water, trying (and getting kicked out for even thinking of the kitchen) to make you soup, and so on. Simple things to get you going.
When asked why he's not just healing you, the explanation boils down to how complex diseases can be and how he'd have to find the exact strand of whatever you have to get a spell ready.
So, instead, you're kept in the castle with a heating spell in the room and the utmost pampering and divine of services to help.
Simeon and Luke and Barbatos make you gentle foods to help your stomach. Lucifer and Diavolo and Solomon and Mephistopheles and Raphael come to check on you. Asmodeus and Satan come to help make sure you're bathed and your clothes are changed, that you truly are getting better. Mammon and Leviathan and Beelzebub and Belphegor are the best conversation, company, and entertainment you have. Thirteen makes sure that things are okay by making sure your candle is still lit, maybe a little dim, but lit nonetheless.
And when you do finally get better, you don't miss the opportunity to go out of your way and thank them all individually.
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blanketbvby · 2 months
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It's literally 1:19 AM and I have the SAT in less than 6 hours but all I can think about is...
Girl dad! Beelzebub..
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blanketbvby · 2 months
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You can't tell me Solomon hasn't slipped up and was thought to be insane. Warning for a lot of talk about alcohol and being drunk, super short ✌
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"Oh! I wasn't aware I lived with someone diagnosed with clinical insanity!"
"Hey, hey, come on now— it was an accident, I was drunk! Can you blame a drunk man for rambling about magic?"
"No," MC's lips pursed, "But I can blame you for doubling down about it the next day. You know, when you weren't inebriated."
Solomon, poor, poor Solomon, had no defense to such a fact. Had he known at the time he'd be labeled insane, he would've never spewed on about immortality, magic, or demonic pacts. Hell, he wouldn't have touched the drink he had if he was aware of how much alcohol content was in it.
Of course, the diagnosis was a combination of being around shitty people and stigmatization at the time. The 40s and 50s weren't known for their openness to anything other than psychopathy or insanity in most places.
"You wound me. Is this how you treat me? Your beloved househusband?"
MC snorted.
"Insane househusband. Get it correct."
Solomon gave a disgruntled sound followed up by a long, clearly drawn out sigh as he hid a smile.
"Insane househusband. Sorry."
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blanketbvby · 2 months
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TWST x OM! self-sware AUs where you end up in possession of a cursed phone you found at a pawn shop that looked in really good condition, but any game you get on it comes to life.
You're not really a huge gamer, especially due to having such a busy personal life, so you only got two games that you thought would be fun for the moments your social battery was down but you still craved an adventure or excitement. You take your friend's advice and get two different games: Twisted Wonderland and Obey Me! Shall We Date?
Things start off nice and simple, and after a while daily login rewards start to get better and better for both games, even if it goes unnoticed your friends don't get anything nearly as good as you have despite having played longer.
You begin to figure the games are just generous with certain things, after getting a rather impressive amount of gifts after certain events. Had it not been for one minor detail, you wouldn't have ever noticed anything at all off about the games.
The way your friends complain about certain in-game storylines or characters.
What do you mean that Belphegor's story after lesson 16 needed more growth? That it felt rushed into forgiveness? Was 7 lessons of tension resulting into a final thought out apology not at all cared about?
And Grim? What about Grim? Why are your friends so frustrated that he's supposedly so annoying at times? Did the several late night conversations throughout the books slowly revealing his abandonment issues and need to feel important to not be abandoned mean nothing to them?
And what's this about characters not having a live chatting feature? Or onto having 2 or 3 options for dialogue all leading to the same outcome?
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blanketbvby · 2 months
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Solomon who gives off raw humanity after you actually get to know him. He's just a lovesick, scarily powerful, fool. He'll sit there for hours and ramble about magic and TSL and pacts and his work to you if you let him. Ask him about his star obsession, urge him to tell you stories about his travels and findings and adventures. But please, please remember that he's more than just some immortal sorcerer capable of great things, hold him from time to time, sit and just exist with him, please.
Let Solomon be human with you. He's so used to carrying the weight of humanity on his shoulders, sometimes he forgets he's only human, too. He might be fun and he might be strong and he might be wise, but it's been too long since he's had someone hold his hand and glide their thumb over his knuckles.
Please let him ramble about the rain or the way trees creak or the way stars twinkle like they're laughing. Please let him take you to different places and get excited with you over things he's purposefully never sought the answer to in order to keep a part of himself curious. Please sit with him in the silence of each other and just let him let his guard down.
Solomon who wants to be human with you. Solomon who is human with you.
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blanketbvby · 2 months
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Obey Me zombie apocalypse AU except everyone is human and nobody dies because I'm not good at writing character death. Less focused on MC/you and more about world building and random ideas
Literally did this in class on a time limit so it's not edited </3
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"Demons" and "angels" aren't real, they're just the names of the two most major survivor groups for good reason; demons are ruthless and unforgiving, rough on the outside and ridged on the edges towards outsiders. Generally it's very hard to join their group, if not flat out impossible past a certain point.
Angels on the other hand, while just as hard to become, tend to be kinder to people not in their group. They're more willing to house someone they can see the good intentions of, more willing to help someone out of a sticky situation with no strings attached.
Of course, "reapers" exist, but they're less of a group and more of a web of mercenaries willing to take long lasting missions to hunt down other survivors or clean out large zombie infested areas on their own.
Demons:
A town around the beginning of the apocalypse had been overtaken by them, more specifically, by Diavolo's father and made into a highly fortified base with the help of many people over the course of a long period of time. Eventually one day he went missing on a serious hunt and everything was left to his son. The city was named Devildom to play into the whole demon theme going on.
Leader + second in command: Diavolo, Barbatos
Overseers: Lucifer (general manager), Mammon (scavenging + look out), Leviathan (weaponry/arsenal), Satan (archivist), Asmodeus (hygiene), Beelzebub (food storage + production), Belphegor (defense/strategist)
Honorable mention: Mephistopheles
Role meanings:
General management — does whatever is needed, helps keep other overseers on track and in line, reports weekly agenda and past week's events directly to Diavolo
Scavenger + look out — organizes groups to go out scavenging for material that cannot otherwise be grown or made, also keeps people on the lookout around Devildom in case of any hoards in the area or survivors with bad intentions
Weaponry/arsenal — keeps track of the creation and distribution of weapons, including but not limited to things such as guns, explosives, melee, and chemical warfare
Archivist — writes down and keeps a library of information regarding the apocalypse, types for zombies, people in the Devildom, and any important information on other survivor groups and natural phenomenon
Hygienist — creates and distributes items of hygienic need, such as clothes, soap, feminine products, razors, and helps to manage the clean water
Food storage and production — despite the name, the role keeps track of rations and oversees the agricultural parts for the town
Defense/strategist — keeps a general eye on the surrounding area and infrastructure of the Devildom in the event of an emergency, and helps plot out the best means of evacuation and the best places for guards
Ages of lest to youngest:
Barbatos — 33
Lucifer — 30
Diavolo — 29
Mephistopheles — 28
Mammon — 26
Leviathan — 24
Asmodeus — 22
Beelzebub & Belphegor — 20
Satan — 17
Angels:
The upper class part of a city was overtaken sometime around when the Devildom was created, nicknamed Celeste, it mainly consists of several tall buildings, the lower levels left clean but vacant as most angels are in the higher floors to allow for ensured safety during the night. It was created by a man named Father, who nowadays is very rarely seen and uses Michael to speak to his followers.
Leader + second in command: Father, Michael
Known overseers and honorable mentions: Simeon (ex overseer, what his job was remains unknown), Luke (a young angel), Raphael (overseer for defense/strategy)
Role meanings:
Defense/strategy — keeps a general eye on surrounding area and infrastructure of Celeste in the event of an emergency, helps to plot out the best means of evacuation, often getting his hands dirty for the safety of other angels
Ages oldest to youngest:
Father — unknown, last seen appearing to be in his kid 60s 8 years ago
Michael — 33
Simeon — 30
Raphael — 23
Luke — 10
Simeon nowadays bounces from job to job as needed, but typically is seen helping with managing things on a lesser level with Luke planted right by his side. It's unknown if Luke is biologically related to Simeon, however, they treat each other as father and son.
Reapers and honorable mentions:
Reapers are less of a group and more an interconnected web of people, labeled based on their ability to survive with a ruthlessness very few could muster. Many still count to the dies that other survivors meant safety, that despite the ten years since the start of the apocalypse, that a cure could be made. Reapers were typically the first to suck up the situation and accept that humanity was no longer an option.
While not a reaper, Solomon was a known menace among survivors. He was a force to be reckoned with, and not many were very fond of the man despite him having extensive knowledge on so many things and having connections to the reapers, angels, demons, and many other survivor groups.
MC is a survivor with little known about their last, though their reputation is high after managing to befriend several different groups of survivors, including demons, angels, and reapers.
Ages oldest to youngest:
Thirteen — 27
Solomon — 25
MC — unknown, wears a constant goat skull as a mask and rarely speaks, speculation on their age ranges and very few know how old they truly are
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blanketbvby · 2 months
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I literally have so many thoughts about an Obey Me zombie apocalypse AU except nobody dies because that shit gets me depressed as hell
Like I have so many things plotted out in my head but my brain is working faster than my fingers can type so expect a whole dump post of info on it soon
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blanketbvby · 2 months
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I like to imagine that the Devildom is cold due to the lack of sun + the cuddles that ensue with various cast members
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blanketbvby · 2 months
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Was listening to A Match Into Water by PtV and immediately had a thought that's gonna eat at me until the day I die
Kalim, desperate to repair his relationship with Jamil after winter break, and Jamil not sorry for his actions but sorry for taking everything out of Kalim when the waters calmed
Kalim: I kissed the scars on her skin
Jamil: I still think you're beautiful
Kalim: and I don't wanna ever lose my best friend
Yes I know what the song is about and no I'm not changing the meaning of the song, I just thought of the lyrics out of context from the rest of the song
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blanketbvby · 2 months
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Solomon the typa guy to be nothing but goofy when you actually get to know him. The typa fella to turn around in a circle when he forgets what he was about to do. The typa dude to have at one point answered the phone like "'ello? 😀" unironically. Solomon the kinda goober to drop some serious ass lore about himself so casually he forgets not everyone is as old as he is and has experienced the unexplainable as much as he has
Source: he's actually me like actually trust me dude
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blanketbvby · 2 months
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A Demon's Guide to Anthropology
part: 3
Word count: 657
Tags: use of 'MC's and they/them pronouns, sensory sensitivity on MC's end, written to be seen as sensory processing disorder, written based on my experience with it but I tried to change it to be broader
Word: "sensory"
Beel's time to shine :], also this is genuinely such bad writing I'm sorry, gonna come back and edit this to be better some day lol
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Beelzebub is a lot more perceptive than people like to give him credit for. With brothers like his and being an athlete, he has to be in order to know what's going on.
Which is why it doesn't take him long to notice the way that MC shies away from a lot of foods, clothes, and objects. Completely random to the common eye, but Beelzebub is most concerned with the food issue.
It's not like MC doesn't eat, not at all, they're healthy and never skin out on a good, fresh meal, but they're always so odd with what they eat.
Meats are off the table most of the time, which isn't all that bad. A lot of people just don't like meat. But some drinks and a good few veggies and fruits added onto that is what confuses him.
Maybe MC was just a picky eater, which again is fine, Devildom foods are weird to get used to, but it also seemed prevalent in human foods, too. To Beel, it seemed completely random, from a few spicy foods to a few sweets and sours, in his eyes he couldn't find a common connection.
So with a breath, he knocked on MC's door and entered when he was allowed.
Beelzebub wasn't normally so nervous or anxious, but he knew human bodies were delicate and didn't want MC and their odd aversions to certain objects or foods to somehow leave a bad mark.
"MC," he began after entering and shutting the door. The human sat in their bed with their D.D.D. in hand, "I have a question."
Intruiged and curious as always, MC responds.
"What's up, Beel? Something wrong?"
"Are you okay?" MC blinks, a little caught off guard at the vague question. The giant demon stood above them, looking down and vaguely reminding the human of a large dog looking at a toy it was attached to.
"Uh- elaborate?"
"You don't eat some stuff and you don't touch some things."
To their credit, MC understood after a moment, and they tried not to seem rude by the way they gave a laugh and smile, shaking their head.
"Do you mean how I don't like touching certain fabrics or eating certain foods?" The ginger nodded at the question.
"That's kinda common for humans," MC explained, "It's called sensory sensitivity. Some textures feel really bad to touch or to eat, so I tend to avoid them. Nothing is wrong with me, I promise."
Beelzebub nodded in solemn understanding, sitting beside the mortal on the rather Plush and comfortable bedding. In his hands was a small box of cookies he knew they favored a lot that he'd taken with him. It took everything in Beelzebub's power not to tear the box open and have at the cookies himself.
"So you can't have some foods or wear some things because they feel weird?"
MC nodded, though they didn't seem very down about it. To them, it was simply another day like any other, knowledge as common as grass is green and Luke despises anything demonic.
To Beelzebub, though, it solidified his resolve as he passed the now opened box of cookies over, one in hand and another in his mouth.
"What food can you not have? I'll eat them for you."
The serious expression to the previous words caused another laugh to bubble out of MC, and they took their own cookie from the box.
"It's hard to explain, but I'll pass you any whenever they come with a meal I have. Deal?"
Beelzebub nodded and put a hand on MC's head (the demon struggled sometimes with such casual affection and touch with most people, but had recently picked up on simply resting a hand on the mortal's head and leaving it there for a minute), and after a few moments a comfortable silence and sharing cookies, he spoke once more.
"Hell's Kitchen?"
"Hell's Kitchen."
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blanketbvby · 2 months
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Hnnnnn sleep deprived concept idea for Obey Me MC who can see and talk with spirits (spoilers for lesson 16)
MC who can see and communicate with spirits. Not ghosts, SPIRITS, stuff that even demons and angels aren't able to see and can only be aware that someone is there, but not who or anything about them
It starts with a figure out the corner of their eye, some faint whispers, quiet steps. It escalates when one night they wander into the music room, hearing quiet humming late at night that nobody else seemed to notice before retiring for bed
They walk in and see a woman with red hair and the two get to talking after MC apologizes for sneaking after her, the spirit laughing and excusing the apology
This culminates into nightly meetings, the brothers growing suspicious. The spirit never tells her name
When Belphegor is let out from the attic, og!MC is killed, the first faces that the new MC brought from another timeline sees is Barbatos, Lilith, and a spirit that looks exactly like them
When it's revealed they're Lilith's descendant and all hell breaks loose, they freeze, head turning slowly to where the spirit of this timeline's MC and the red headed ghost stood to the side
"Lilith..?" They'd murmur under their breath, just barely heard by themselves, let alone anyone else with the chaos around them
The spirit, a woman named Lilith, simply laughs that infectious thing she did the day they first met and puts a finger to her lips with a hum
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