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Sorry about the lack of posts, I'm going through some writersblock rn weh
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Sleepwalker MC ft. Satan
Mammon   Leviathan   Beelzebub   Asmodeus
sorry this took so long lol my inspiration to write this was kinda dog shit sjhfh
like usual, based off of a video which you can watch here, and everything under the cut is his first actual experience with it!
when he finds out over breakfast, he’s very skeptical at Mammon.
part doesn’t believe mammon, given how he is. on the other, it would be extremely interesting or a great learning opportunity to learn about human sleepwalking, why it happens, how to help or stop it, etc. all that stuff, because he’s a huge nerd
when you basically confirm what he said, embarrassment painting your features, he’s almost vibrating with excitement. breakfast forgotten, he immediately bombards you with various questions
to nobody’s surprise, he knows quite a bit on the topic already, but he’d never pass up the opportunity to ask questions or confirm what he’s read with someone who actually experiences it
you decide to humor him. because 1) you cant ignore the excited sparkle in his eyes, how you have his undivided attention and 2) everybody else is here and awake, and they should know since you’re, ykow… living with them. they need to know how to deal with it, how your sleepwalking manifests, possible dangers, triggers and how to stop it.
so you tell them all, but make direct eye-contact with Satan as you do so. you make sure your answers are direct and not-confusing, but also put emphasis that it varies from person to person and that how your sleepwalking itself might vary from time to time
despite the child-like glee in his eyes, he makes sure to ask what to do in the event they catch you sleepwalking. the few times he’s seen Belphie sleepwalk, he simply let it run its course – he’s a high ranking demon, so not much could hurt him.
but you? you’re a human. sure, your magical abilities are continuously growing and you have them to summon if you’re in danger, but if you’re asleep and walking around? in the Devildom? you won’t know what’s going on, let alone be able to cast complex spells or summon them.
so even if he’s extremely excited over this, your safety is 100% his first priority.
so you tell them that if you’re doing something that could be dangerous, that they should wake you up. or if they dont want to deal with it, they can wake you up. but since the nature of your sleepwalking is… humorous, to say the least, if they wanna watch and see what happens thats also an option.
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delta-obeyme · 2 years
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Sleepwalker MC ft. Satan
Mammon   Leviathan   Beelzebub   Asmodeus
sorry this took so long lol my inspiration to write this was kinda dog shit sjhfh
like usual, based off of a video which you can watch here, and everything under the cut is his first actual experience with it!
when he finds out over breakfast, he’s very skeptical at Mammon.
part doesn’t believe mammon, given how he is. on the other, it would be extremely interesting or a great learning opportunity to learn about human sleepwalking, why it happens, how to help or stop it, etc. all that stuff, because he’s a huge nerd
when you basically confirm what he said, embarrassment painting your features, he’s almost vibrating with excitement. breakfast forgotten, he immediately bombards you with various questions
to nobody’s surprise, he knows quite a bit on the topic already, but he’d never pass up the opportunity to ask questions or confirm what he’s read with someone who actually experiences it
you decide to humor him. because 1) you cant ignore the excited sparkle in his eyes, how you have his undivided attention and 2) everybody else is here and awake, and they should know since you’re, ykow... living with them. they need to know how to deal with it, how your sleepwalking manifests, possible dangers, triggers and how to stop it.
so you tell them all, but make direct eye-contact with Satan as you do so. you make sure your answers are direct and not-confusing, but also put emphasis that it varies from person to person and that how your sleepwalking itself might vary from time to time
despite the child-like glee in his eyes, he makes sure to ask what to do in the event they catch you sleepwalking. the few times he’s seen Belphie sleepwalk, he simply let it run its course -- he’s a high ranking demon, so not much could hurt him.
but you? you’re a human. sure, your magical abilities are continuously growing and you have them to summon if you’re in danger, but if you’re asleep and walking around? in the Devildom? you won’t know what’s going on, let alone be able to cast complex spells or summon them.
so even if he’s extremely excited over this, your safety is 100% his first priority.
so you tell them that if you’re doing something that could be dangerous, that they should wake you up. or if they dont want to deal with it, they can wake you up. but since the nature of your sleepwalking is... humorous, to say the least, if they wanna watch and see what happens thats also an option.
being the nerd he is, he’s in the library of the HoL, sitting comfortably on the side of one of the couches and nose-deep inside a book.
it’s one that you had recommended to him, a human-world classic that you liked. so obviously, he had to read it. and so far, he was enjoying himself. while he loves Devildom books, there’s a special charm and perspective to be found in human literature that demon books simply lack.
he’s so immersed in this book, that it actually takes a while for him to notice your presence. 
it isnt until you start stomping around that he notices -- hell, it isnt even the noise. its the vibrations you’re making that catches his attention.
his head snaps up from the book to look around, and he’s greeted with you, running around like a headless chicken. there’s so much power behind each step, and if he currently wasnt watching you he wouldve thought it was thunder. you’re making the books that lie on the shelves wiggle a bit, but not enough to fall. 
even if it was, he’d be too stunned to do much other than gape wide-eyed at you.
the second thing he registers are the sounds.
oh god. those sounds. Mammon wasn’t exaggerating when he said you sounded possessed.
you sound absolutely insane -- high-pitched giggling and wheezing, accompanied by shrieks and shrills that he didnt even know a human could make
you’re stomping around as loudly as possible, a maniac grin on your face whilst giggling hysterically at some thing he cannot see. you’re like a huge toddler on the loose
he’s baffled. you said that you did weird shit, but he never expected... whatever the hell this is.
then you make eye contact with him.
all goes deathly quiet. he freezes, back growing rigid as he stares at you with alarm.
you crouch, eyes squinting and face scrunching up as you look at him. you are further proving that a demonic toddler has possessed your body. 
your face breaks into an expression of child-like awe, like you’re seeing something for the first time.
“woahh...”
his mind races to think of spells and potions and anything else that can rid someone of possession.
then before he knows it, you’re run-waddling out of the room. jesus christ he’s never seen you move that fast how the actual fuck-
despite the surprise, he’s quick to stand and chase after you. of course, when he needs you to be loud, there’s no sound to be heard. 
when he glances in the dining hall, he finds you seated at one of the chairs, next to the one Lucifer sits at. you’re aggressively munching on some snacks, glossed over eyes staring off into space. 
he approaches you slowly, unsure of what to do. on one hand, he knows what to do -- wake you up or guide you back to bed. but on the other hand, this has been as amusing as it was shocking. you’re not in any harm, not close to hurting yourself, so he continue to observe.
slowly, he makes his way over to the table and sits down directly in front of you. you don’t respond, continuing to completely fucking inhale the chips that you’re eating.
after a few moments you pause, your face twisting into... disgust? confusion?? something else??? god if he knows. all he knows is that he’s never quite seen an expression like it and he tries his best to hold down the laughter
you then twist over to the (empty) head of the table. Lucifer’s seat. you point at whatever invisible entity is there
“you’re a bitch”
followed promptly by you shoving the hand back into the bag and stuffing your mouth. your facial expression morphs into one that screams ‘fight me i dare you’ as you chew louder than Beel
you are very confused when you’re awoken by the sound of barely concealed laughter and banging, sitting at the table and fingers covered in crumbs of chips and salt.
satan looks up from his position --faceplanted into the table and fists hitting it as he laughs-- to look at you.
you must have some weird expression, because he slams his face back into the table and positively howls
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His New Year's Resolution [Obey Me! Headcanons]
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"In the human world, we make goals for how we want to change or want to do in the new year. It's a fresh start. So I thought it'd be fun if we all made resolutions," MC explained. They handed out cards and markers while to everyone. "You don't have to share, but this will be a reminder as the year goes on."
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Lucifer
He took the card and flipped it over in his hands, thinking what he wanted to do. His eyes trailed back to MC as they finished passing out the cards. They looked up at the ceiling while they thought of their own resolution.
Lucifer looked back down at his own card and took out his favorite pen.
Ensure MC knows how much I appreciate them.
He folded the card and placed it into the pocket of his suite. He would not let his brothers discover what his resolution was.
Mammon
"Make more money, obviously," Mammon grumbled as he took the card from MC. When their fingers brushed up against one another, he froze. His cheeks felt warm and he glanced away from them.
He pulled the cap off of marker MC gave them with his mouth and started scribbling down on the card.
Be more honest with my feelings for MC.
He shoved it into his pant's pocket, his eyes watched MC carefully. He took a deep breath, he would try.
Leviathan
He grabbed the card with some excitement. This was something straight out of an anime he watched. Oh, he couldn't decide which anime he was going to make his goal to re-watch, which game he wanted to 100% complete, or what collectables he was wanting to get.
Then, he paused. His glanced up from the card to MC. He carefully took off the cap and started writing down.
Try to be more affectionate with MC.
His face burned hotly at what he had just written. Just the idea was enough to make his heart hammer away. Even if it was something that normies would do, he wanted to try it.
Satan
"Thank you," he spoke when he took the card from MC. He leaned back into his chair as he thought over the different possibilities. He kept glancing towards MC, curious as to what they were going to write down. Honestly, he didn't really know what was running through their head at that moment.
Learn more about MC.
He loved learning, about anything really. So learning about the one who had captured his affections would make learning even more special.
Asmodeus
"Ohhh! MC you'll share with me what you wrote, won't you?" he winked at MC, causing them to laugh lightly with a shake of their head. He hummed as he pondered what he was going to write. Of course, his card would be the most beautiful, not that the others would show him their card.
He twirled a bit of his hair while watching MC carefully. A soft smile on his lips as he admired their kindness towards everyone in the room. Really, his resolution didn't take too much thought.
Make MC feel like the most special person out there.
Beelzebub
Beel took two cards and nudged Belphie awake before handing it to him. He figured that Belphie would write something similar to him - they didn't have a telepathic connection for nothing. Still, this resolution would still be his.
He wanted to be the one to take responsibility for it and not rely on anyone else. He was the one that wanted to make it come true.
Make MC feel safe.
He smiled at what he wrote. It was simple, but he wanted to be the one to protect them.
Belphegor
He did pay some attention to what MC was saying, but started to snooze as they started to pass out the cards. He already knew what he was going to write when MC started to explain it.
When Beel nudged him awake, he quickly scribbled down his resolution and stuffed it inside his pillow for safe keeping.
Make sure MC is never scared of me again.
Diavolo
"This is a wonderful idea, MC. Thank you!" Diavolo took the card from MC. His mind was racing with so many ideas on what he should right down. He had so many goals for Devildom. Some of those goals had started to shift after he met MC.
His amber eyes watched them when they sat down and started to write down. Yes, at first he wanted to keep things strictly professional between him and the exchange students. However, he couldn't deny that MC had captured his heart.
Ensure MC can obtain true happiness.
Barbatos
"Thank you," he spoke softly and took the card from MC. He had been watching them as they passed out the card and his heart sped up when they got to him. He hummed lightly in content thinking to when their fingers touched.
The butler glanced towards his Lord, noting he was busy writing on his own card and wouldn't peer down at his. Barbatos took off the cap and began to write down his goal, unaware how similar it was to his master's.
Spend more time tending to MC's happiness.
Simeon
"How wonderful!" Simeon complimented MC's idea. "I hope your resolution comes true, MC! Please let me know if there's anything I can help with it."
Simeon made sure Luke understood what to do and laughed as the younger angel told him off for treating him like a child. Simeon hummed while quickly writing down his resolution.
Help MC in anyway that they need and always look after them.
Luke
"I know how these work, Simeon! I'm not a child!" Luke protested in his childish voice. MC sighed at the child before going to sit down. Luke hummed, though he wasn't entirely sure what he wanted to write down.
He looked around the room, seeing everyone looking at MC. He narrowed his eyes, he needed to protect MC from all of them! None of them were good enough for his friend and adopted sibling.
Protect MC from all of those demons...And Simeon and Solomon.
Solomon
"It's been a while since I've done this, thank you for reminding me to set new goals, MC." Solomon smiled and felt his heart flutter when MC returned the smile with one of their own.
He removed the marker and carefully wrote down on the card. Once he was finished writing, he cast a spell on the card. It was a good luck charm that would make it more likely to come true. It was his favorite thing in the world, he needed it to come true.
Make MC smile. Make MC happy.
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thank u for the tag!! <3
RULES: tag 9 people you wanna get to know better or catch up with
ㅤ➤ Favorite Color: green, especially the lighter shades
ㅤ➤ Last Song: Rattlesnake by Kabaret Sybarit
ㅤ➤ Last Movie: the live action how the Grinch stole christmas lmaoo
ㅤ➤ Currently reading… honestly? Nothing rjfhf I can't really read books anymore my attention span doesnt allow it. But if anything counts than fanfics lol
ㅤ➤ Currently working on… Sleepwalker MC ft. Satan, Reader comforting/reassuring Mammon
ㅤ➤ Sweet, savory or spicy: hmmm probably savory out of the three
TAGS: @asmos-pet @strawberry-cow-snuggles @saeyoungchoismaid @levianyan idk who else to add fjhfds sorry if any of u wanna do this then feel free too !
Tag Game
I was tagged by the lovely @quizzikemen! Thank you, Zoé! 🤍
Rules: Tag 9 people you want to get to know better or catch up with.
Favorite Color: Blue and olive green.
Last Song: -
Last Movie: -
Currently reading… I bought Chainsaw Man, but I haven’t started it yet!
Currently working on… Choso & Reader as well as my 500 follower event. Kento Nanami.
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Sweet, savory or spicy? Sweet.
Tagging: @heich0e, @the-princess-button, @porcoqalliard, @damn-geto, @mrsackxrman, @pockcock, @leyyvi, @inarizahki and @bokutosdove. No obligation.
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Mammon has lived for millenia and history is nothing if not a testament to his influence. He has corrupted monarchs and men of the church alike-- started wars, toppled kingdoms, inadvertently created new faiths, just so he could run his fingers through the gold of the coffers... but none of that ever taught him patience. Good things come to those who wait? Pfft. Not when you can just take and take and take. But for the first time in thousands of years he can't just take what he wants. Because he can't take your love. He can't take your time or affection or praise... he has to earn them. And suddenly immortality has no value because he's never learned how to do any of that. Mammon is back at square one. He might as well be as young and naive as his human.
Mortal or not, you still manage to teach him what thousands of years of life could not. You don't fall in love with Mammon because of some grand gesture or expensive gift. It's certainly not because he's so eloquent at expressing his own feelings. You fall for Mammon in small and unassuming moments that accumulate silently when you are not even paying attention. It's all the mundane things: lying in your bed side by side with your feet tangled while you send each other stupid memes, singing along with the car radio when you run late night errands for Lucifer, brushing teeth and glancing at each other in the mirror, giving each other knowing looks in class while you ignore the professor... And his patience is rewarded. Because your affection is the interest paid on all these moments of quiet intimacy. Mammon finally realizes he does not need to chase his desires to the point of self destruction. There is virtue in allowing goodness to come to him.
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delta-obeyme · 2 years
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AU where MC always carries sand in their pockets and whenever one of the brothers tried to kill them they just:
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headcanons for asmo, mammon, and maybe lucifer going out for a few days and coming home to find the gn!mc has dyed their hair some wacky colour like neon pink or something? cause i recently dyed my hair and i cannot get asmo's reaction out of my mind
Hell yeah boiii lets go! note the hair color is only described as being bright, so it could be read as any color :)
also i misread the ask a little djhfjd i completely glossed over the “going out for a few days” part and by the time i noticed i already wrote most of it ;; i also couldn’t think of anything for Mammon without it getting repetitive :( sorry!!
MC dyes their hair.
Lucifer
it was a busy day. or well, more busy than usual.
he had so many things to deal with. on top of the usual stuff, he had to fill out a lot of paperwork for diavolo and have it done by a certain time.
he was given a reasonable amount of time to finish, but we all know how he is. workaholic extraordinaire
so when he comes home from RAD after an exhausting day (Mammon got in more trouble, no surprises there. Asmo did something stupid for Devilgram. Satan tried to prank him on school grounds. Beel tried to eat a chair) he pretty much immediately threw himself into his work
you tried to get him to stop, to take the break you both know he needs, but he’s stubborn. he refused, and ultimately it’s his choice. you cant really force anybody to do something
so eventually you leave him be (not without giving him a big cup of his favorite tea) and for your hair appointment with one of your friends from Purgatory Hall.
halfway through his paperwork, he needs to leave the house quickly to drop some things off at RAD, and finds that you’re gone. he’s worried at first, but when he checks his DDD he finds a text from you telling you that you’re safe, just out somewhere with a friend
so while he still worries, he ultimately knows your in good hands and leaves you be.
when he comes home, completely ignoring the kitchen and dinner, he goes to your room to see if you’re back.
you are. the face he makes when he sees you is priceless.
he looks completely stunned, eyes widening and brows shooting up higher than you’ve ever seen at the sight of the bright color. his words die in his throat at your appearance, and you try to stifle the laugh that threatens to come out
the expression doesnt last for more than a second, unfortunately -- he’s quick to compose himself and act as if nothing happened
he’s a little confused why you felt the need to dye your hair. he’s also a little annoyed -- dying your hair can ruin Diavolo and the exchange program’s reputation, make it look bad. not to mention it makes you stand out, which can be extremely dangerous, even if you've been in the Devildom for such a long time
but you aren’t breaking any dress codes. you also have 7 demon rulers under your control, the crowned prince and his butler, two angels and an all-powerful sorcerer to protect yourself. your magical abilities have been improving greatly ever since you’ve started training under Solomon, so you know how to protect yourself, or at least summon he or one of his brothers if something happens.
so he cant stay irritated for long. he’s still confused, but grows to like it. he wont admit it, but he finds it sort of charming. its so... you to go out and do this, and we all know he has a soft spot for you.
Asmodeus
you’d have to hide that you wish to dye your hair from him
not because he’ll be judgmental (he’s the complete opposite, actually) it’s just he tends to get... overzealous about things revolving around beauty, and hair isn’t exempt from that
if you were to tell him, he’d be supportive 100%, but he’d get very excited and start shooting off hair saloon recommendations and dyes and hair styles/cuts that’ll look good with the color, among other things. and having so many connections and knowledge on the subject, it’ll get overwhelming very quickly
in excitement, he might give you recommendations on what hair color(s) would best suit you, and it’ll come off as more of a demand than a suggestion. he means well, he truly does, but we know how he can get. he just gets very passionate and wants to help
so if you simply just want to dye your hair and have your mind set on what you want, going to him may not be the best idea.
so after a day at RAD, you walk home with him. you’re mostly going back to the HoL to change out of your uniform and maybe grab a snack before you have to leave for your appointment
thankfully, Asmo had some work at Majolish that day, which you were well aware of -- he would talk about an upcoming project that he was a part of and was really looking forward to finishing
so after dinner he takes off for work, and after helping clean up the table and dishes you slipped out of the house and made your way to the salon
by the time Asmo comes home, it’s pretty late. while he’s happy he’s working on this project, it can get exhausting, especially when it’s during the week and he has to go to RAD the next day.
so when he comes home, he immediately makes his way to your room, craving you. it isn’t sexual or anything, he just wants to talk with you or even just be in your presence. and if you wanna cuddle or do something more he definitely wouldn’t be opposed!
when he makes it to your room, he sees the light shining from the bottom of the door, along with the bathroom sink running. he knocks on your door to let you know he’s there, before opening it.
you walk out of the bathroom, face a little wet from what he assumes was due to brushing your teeth. you blink at him, simply greeting him, completely ignoring the look of surprise he makes when he notices the bright color your hair is now dyed.
it isnt long before he’s on you, touching it and practically vibrating with excitement. he’s complimenting you left and right, running circles around you to get a good look.
while he’s surprised, its a good kind of surprised. the color suits you, because you can make anything work, he cant wait to pick out nice outfits to match!
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“The studio holds a grim atmosphere, dim lights that illuminate a plain grey background. there is a small number of camera crew, all unsmiling and all engaged in looks of seriousness behind their big, fancy cameras.
There are two empty stools in the spotlight.
They said you were here to shoot a video in which you get to confront your ex.”
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Obey Me! Shall We Date? Ver. 
Lucifer | Mammon | Levi | Satan | Asmo | Beel | Belphie | Diavolo | Barbatos | Simeon | Solomon
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Masterlist
Big thanks to @by-moonflower for letting me use this idea!!
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❥ ᴍᴏᴠɪᴇ ᴅᴀᴛᴇ ᴡ/ ᴍᴀᴍᴍᴏɴ
ᴍʏ ᴅᴇᴀʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇʟʏ ᴀᴠᴀ, ɪ ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ʜᴏɴᴇꜱᴛʟʏ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʀᴇQᴜᴇꜱᴛꜱ ᴏᴘᴇɴ ʙᴄ ᴍʏ ᴛᴜᴍʙʟʀ ɪꜱ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴀɴɴᴏʏɪɴɢ ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇᴡ ᴍᴀᴍᴍᴏɴ ᴜʀ ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴏᴛ ɪᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴠɪᴇ ᴅᴀᴛᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ɪ’ᴍ 100% ꜱᴜʀᴇ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ɴᴀᴜɢʜᴛʏ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇᴀᴛʀᴇ ɪ’ᴅ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴅ ᴀɴʏ ɪᴅᴇᴀꜱ 👀ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ʜɪꜱ ʜᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀɴᴅᴇʀɪɴɢ ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴛʜɪɢʜ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ꜱᴇx ᴀɴᴅ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ʜᴏᴠᴇʀɪɴɢ ʜɪꜱ ʜᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ɪᴛ ᴏʀ ʜᴀʜᴀ ʀᴇꜱᴛɪɴɢ ʜɪꜱ ʜᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴀʟʟ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴡᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴏᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴀʟʟʏ ʜᴇᴀʀɪɴɢ/ ꜱᴇᴇɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ 👀👀👀
ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: ꜱᴘᴏɪʟᴇʀꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴠɪᴇ ᴅᴀᴛᴇ ᴍᴀᴍᴍᴏɴ ᴜʀ, ꜱᴇᴍɪ ᴘᴜʙʟɪᴄ ꜱᴇx, ꜰɪɴɢᴇʀɪɴɢ, ꜰɪɴɢᴇʀ ꜱᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ, ꜰᴇᴍ ʙᴏᴅɪᴇᴅ ᴅᴇꜱᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴠᴇ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ
ᴀ/ɴ: ɪ ɢᴏᴛ ꜱᴜᴘᴇʀ ᴅᴜᴘᴇʀ ᴄᴀʀʀɪᴇᴅ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴏɴᴇ, ᴍʏ ʙʀᴀɪɴ ᴡᴇɴᴛ ʙʀʀʀʀʀ ᴍᴏᴠɪᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴀᴛᴇʀ ꜱᴇx ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴏᴘᴇꜰᴜʟʟʏ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ʙʙ
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The flickering lights of the Harrison Potter movie were the only thing occasionally brightening the yawning expanse of the empty theater around you. Simeon had long left at this point, and still your ears burned with embarrassment over having jumped to conclusions about Mammon's behavior. Why had you immediately sprung to infidelity? Was it because he was a demon? Or was it something else...that anxiety that nagged at the corners of your mind daily, whispering he pushes and pulls you away why is that? Are you not enough for him? You are only human after all.
A huff of frustration softly escaped your lips, catching Mammon's attention beside you.
"We don't...have to stay for the movie. It was a dumb idea." His eyes shifted, he was putting himself down for the sake of making you feel better. And it nawed at your insides, sickly.
"No! No, it's not the movie you know I really love watching them together," you punctuated it with a squeeze of his hand, "I'm just... frustrated with myself for earlier is all."
"You know it's no big deal, right? I can see I was actin' a little shifty so of course you'd think the worst was goin' on. But I really... I really do love you, I mean it." He couldn't meet your eyes, but the words were bursting with sincerity. Adorable.
Not caring about the arm rest biting into your ribs you quickly lean over, capturing his lips in a sweet kiss, pouring all your admission into it. I love you. I want you. I need you. I'm sorry.
The air shifted as you pulled away, nearly crackling as you took in his bluish gold eyes; blown wide and your blood sang with urgency at the blatant want in them. Your own eyes were drawn to his already swollen lips, his breathing becoming ragged.
"You know, we are the only ones here." Your voice betrayed your neediness, and you watched his face shift into pure wanting as he also realized it.
"Yeah, we are..." Mammon's voice broke on the last syllable, making your resolve crack apart along with it. Armrest be damned, you moved to lean back over it once more but his arms were quick to encircle your midsection and maneuver you onto his lap. Greedy fingers moved frantically to get beneath your clothes.
You caught his lips once more in an impassioned kiss, your own hands tangling in his hair as he lifted your hips in an attempt to more easily slide his fingers down the waistband of your pants and underwear. Mammon wasted no time in teasing you, his index coming to press firmly on your clit as he eagerly swallowed the moans it dragged from your throat.
Your very blood felt like it was on fire, everything had melted away save for the feeling of being pressed chest to chest and the delicious way his quick fingers danced around your bundle of nerves. With a broken gasp you pressed your face into the side of his neck, hands fisting in his shirt as he slid two fingers knuckle deep inside you.
Mammon's palm grinding against your clit provided the perfect pairing as his fingers picked up speed, twisting and scissoring inside you. It was all you could do it palm at his chest and press fluttering kisses to his neck, whimpering his name.
If only you could see the effect it had on him, and all too soon he withdrew his fingers making you whine in frustration. But it became apparent what he was really after, and you didn't shy away from helping him remove your clothes. Fingers were pleasurable, but ultimately lacking in comparison to the real thing.
Your hands shook as you hurriedly undid the buttons and zipper of his pants, saliva pooling beneath your tongue as you took his already hardened and flushed cock in your hands. The tip was already beaded with precum, making delight buzz in your mind.
There was no resistance as he positioned himself at your entrance and you easily slid down along his length. The stretch and drag of him against your walls making your mouth drop open slightly, eyes closing as you relished the feeling of it all before bottoming out. The feeling of being so full of him was, in itself, overwhelming but he gave you barely a second to adjust before his own whimpers let you know you needed to move.
Slowly you rose up, leaving just the tip inside yourself before quickly sliding back down, earning a gasp of your name from his plush lips. It had your head spinning, spurring you to roll your hips even faster as his right hand came to tangle in your hair and his left moving back to rub firm circles against your clit.
The movie playing behind you was drowned out by your moans bouncing around the walls, the sinfully lewd sounds of skin on skin, and the wet squelches of your body excitedly accepting him. It was a beautiful cacophony, his unabashed moans and cries for you went to your head. The world was just the two of you, this act, and the love that was apparent in every frantic touch.
"Open your mouth-" Mammon gasped out, already sliding two fingers past your lips which you greedily sucked and licked at as your vision became hazy, the pressure that had been steadily building inside you coming to a head and tossing you off the cliff.
Saliva slid down your jaw, your neck, and onto your chest as your eyes rolled back. Even while you clenched hard around him, flexing to the point where he couldn't hold back the cries of your name, Mammon fucked you through your orgasm. Tears joined the slick mess on your face, too lost in ecstasy to care. The feeling of him was too immaculate.
Weakly you collapsed on his shoulder as he kept going, your poor cunt spasming almost painfully from the continued stimulation making you gasp and whimper into his shirt. His grip on your hips would surely leave bruises blossoming in the morning.
"Fuck you feel too good, so good-" His voice became a mumbling mess of praises and incoherent cries. You closed your eyes again as you felt his thrusts become shallow, warmth spreading inside you as you pressed chaste kisses to his cheeks, forehead, and nose.
You stayed like that, entwined with each other and him still inside you, for what felt like an eternity. You wouldn't have minded if it was. But too soon you had to pull away, sitting back to look at him. A mess of pink cheeks, mussed white hair, and those gorgeous eyes struggling to meet yours once more. But this time you simply gave a small smile, another kiss broken with a whispered thank you for the surprise.
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Personally I do a bit of both?
My mc looks like me, but a more idealized version of me or a version of me I want to one day get to. That kind of thing
im in a similar boat akjdhjd 
personality wise he’s very different from me but he has quite a few traits that i wish i had. like my mc has guts and man i wish i had the balls he does lmaoo
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HALLON! I am EXTREMELY glad I converted you to a body jewelry worshipping fellow. Istg there are some things that I just CANNOT get over.
I have so many things in my head bubbling up and up and up - just waiting to be explored in depth, inside out and from all angles.
In the near future I might come back to corrupt you a little more, if that's okay with you though.
My thirsty ass is worsening by the day esp since I've seen leviathan's and mammon's card of the bunny thingie.
Im- not - ok. But see that's detail.
Btw I noticed how AWFULLY long that thirst was lmfao I'm so sorry 😭
dude PLEASE send more stuff in my inbox if you wanna! i thoroughly enjoyed what you left the other day and i definitely wouldnt mind if you sent some more stuff! 
the only thing i ask is to please specify if it’s a thirst/you want a drabble based off of it :) bc i dont want u to send something and want a drabble and then be disappointed ajdhdjfj
and nah dude its fine!! like i said i thoroughly enjoyed it and tbh the detail just made it more immersive. like fuck yeah mammon talk abt what u like i support u!!!!! also the reaction is accurate i would def rail him afterwards
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HALLON! I saw your thits were open and I have a hc that drives me absolutely INSANE. Tho for this amab mc but gender neutral because I'm CONVINCED mammon would be perfect underneath anyone actually. He's so... Pretty - ok whatever-
Ok so my hc is that mammon is a BIG body jewelery fan, whether it be piercings or simple chains to complex chainy structures, he LOVES it. But for the short while mc has been there they've never seen mammon wear anything but rings necklaces and earrings.
Now imagine mc reaction when one day mammon comes busting through the door of the dining room holding a HUMONGUS bag of what one can only assume to be jewelery given the sound and gold & silver reflections and shines. And on his body... Well a simple black crop top and rather... Revealing pants with golden chains gently resting against his tanned skin, encircling his waist and softly being held up by the pretty diamond belly button piercing and some others prettily dangling around his arms. His normal studs are replaced by longer earrings and his necklace is connected to something under his chest.
(like those pants that have ribbons at both sides going up. The whole leg to keep the tissue in place)
"I LOST CHAIN NR 267." he screeches dumping the contents of the bag on the ground and going through it once more.
Mc is so lost because.. Why so many chains??????? What the hell does he do with it.. Did he steal it? ????
From the end of the table Lucifer sighs deeply and looks at asmo who shakes his head.
"I took chain NR 139." He muses and shows off the long silver chain graciously slithering around his arm.
"Why though ? You haven't worn any in the past... What maybe 130 years? Maybe?" Levi mumbles looking up from his console only to sigh at the mess in front of him.
"That Doesn't Mean I Don't Take Care Of My Babies. Tsk. The great mammon always keeps what's his clean and shining." Mammon says a defeated look crossing his eyes when he doesn't find the chain.
"You have plenty of other chains why not just chose another one" beel says calmly between two bites.
"Cute little brother of mine, IT DOESN'T WORK LIKE THAT. Let mammon explain, chain nr 267, goes in pair with chain 120," he points to his arms, " 16 and 17" his ears "43 and 51" his hips and belly "and 266!! " he fists his shirt and raises his shirt showing off two pretty nipple buds a chain hanging in between his pecs but just like he said. Something was missing.
"267 goes in between this is ridiculous" he scoffs and let's go of his shirt.
"I might as well just remove everything and start from a scratch" he sighs and almost jumps out of his body when mc is suddenly in front of him rummaging through the countless of chains.
"Hey mammon, why don't you show me your prettiest chains? " mc asks in a mere whisper knowing very well the demon heard them.
Mammon stares at mc for a while, clearly looking at the bulge in their pants, after a few seconds he alerts his gaze to the fine chain they pull out. "Oh my god you found it!" He exclaims happily and shoves everything back in his bag, quickly picking up mc and running out of the dining hall.
The last things the brothers hear is the loud banging of mammon's door closing.
When they're alone mc takes their time to strip mammon off his clothes making sure to leave the jewelery on him. Just imagine the sheer beauty he'd be in with his soft skin covered in a light sheen of sweat, the stark contrast of his warm skin against the cold golden chains. His heavy pants caused by mc's ruthless thrusts and the clinging of the chains swaying with his every move.
Mc biting down on his perky buds making mammon throw his head back with a high pitched scream coming undone. He's in absolute bliss when MC starts playing with his dick piercings contemplating the beauty lying beneath them as in trance. It's only when MC finally finishes inside of their pretty boyfriend that they take their eyes off him, closing their eyes for a moment, simply bathing in mammon's warmth and the hot pants leaving his pretty mouth.
When MC opens their eyes again mammon was still there, underneath them, his grip on mc's arms loose and his eyes half lidded.
Mc dives down, gently placin a kiss on mammon's pretty lips murmuring how great and how well he did.
"If I knew this would happen i would've worn my babies way sooner." He whispers, pulling mc down for another kiss. Wincing when they pull out and feel himself leaking.
And then just soft after care and gentle body worship, soft touches and mammon falling asleep in his partner's arms.
That's it, mammon in body jewelery drives me INSANE both visualy sexually mentally physically spiritually exponentially-
I needed to share this with someone and you were the one it fell on. I hope you enjoyed this and that this didn't make you uncomfortable.
I adore what you do thank you for the amazing content you give us and uhm well I have nothing else to say.
duDE YOUR MIND IS?????? IMMACULATE i was drinking tea when i read the whole thing and i almost choked on it
ngl i've thought abt mammon with piercings and other body jewelry but this made me 🥵🥵 my man you have officially converted me bc good LORD HAVE MERCY
Your eyes are transfixed on the beautiful golden shine of his piercings -- the way they reflect the light of his room like a white star, the way the delicate chains sway and shift with every forceful thrust, every roll of the hips while Mammon can do nothing but moan out in ecstatic need.
A whine, high-pitched and drawn-out, reaches your ears. You blink, hips stuttering as you finally register his words, pure desire practically dripping alongside the bits of drool that seep from his mouth.
You grin, sly. “Oh? Does my good boy like when I admire him? Like how I fuck you so good?”
He whines, throwing his head to the side in embarrassment. You thrust harshly into him, hitting that spot in him that makes bolts of pleasure shoot down his spine and makes his toes curl. 
A moan his punched from his throat, face further flushing that pretty shade of red. It only serves to make the gold metal glow more beautifully on his skin. You lean down, mouth tracing the outer shell of his ear. One of your hands makes it’s way to his dick, throbbing with need and desperate for touch. 
Your fingers trace alongside his shaft, earning a hiss from Mammon. The cool, smooth surface of the metallic buds slide along your fingertips without resistance while he keens up into the touch -- it’s enough for you to take a sharp inhale, pupils blown wide at the sight below you.
You lick at the shining, sparkling piercings that line his ear in various spots, smooth canines brushing up against his hot skin. “Look so good under me- my good boy, such a mess under me. So desperate. So pretty falling apart for me.”
You snap your hips up roughly. The demon lets out a pleased string of incomprehensible blabber below you, chest heaving. You hear the metallic jingle of chains clashing together as you pound into him -- it’s like music to your ears. 
“Look so pretty like this,” you purr into his ear.
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ok because i’m curious. how many of you make your mcs just like. self inserts down to the looks and how many of you basically make them an oc
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he’s probably looking at his phone
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