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Finally some good Beel content! Not just about food, or I love my family and you almost as much as I love food! He actually has interests and a personality outside of being hungry!!!🥰

This story is so good! And I play saxophone professionally so it was a lot of fun!

Though I'm not sure how Beel both started and stopped playing the saxophone before it was invented, let alone learned how to play jazz on it before jazz even developed😂😂😂 little research goes a long way, obey me writers😂😂😂 Maybe don't just pick a random number of centuries every time they haven't done something in a while? Make sure it makes sense lol.

But I will forgive them for the mistake because I love this card so much! I was so excited when I saw the music cards with animation! So glad I finally was able to draw them, it took so many draws! And I love them both!

Also happy mother's day everyone!

#obey me #obey me fandom #obey me beelzebub #beelzebub om #beel x reader #beel canon #shall we date? obey me! #shall we date obey me #obey me shall we date #beel x sax #beel swings #beel the musician

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Idk but the art is beautiful!

Katherine Cyberpunk portrait by Eddy Shinjuku

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As I grow older I feel my capacity to understand that Miss Piggy is not a real person reached a peak in my adolescence and is now on a steady decline. I watched a Wendy Williams interview and there's this part that's like "can we get a ring cam!" and Miss Piggy shows her bling and I'm just like fuck she's so iconic. Miss Piggy who are you wearing? Miss Piggy have you ever considered running for office??

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nsfw prompt : prince diavolo and v/voice! the way i constantly think about mc being at his side at a long table of diplomatics and being so proud and aroused 😮‍💨 at the sight of her man speaking with such authority and confidence. ugh. that’s my brain rot lol. but pls ignore and make this prompt ur own. i love ur writing x)

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V - Voice (anything to do with the way they sound/them speaking)

Notes: there's no actual smut but it's still hella suggestive so MDNI!

Warnings: just reader being really turned on, voice kink

Characters involved: Diavolo

Female reader, you/yours

You didn't understand why this was happening to you.

You had been by Diavolo's side during diplomatic meetings countless times, always helping him negotiate with annoyed demons and bring up facts he might have overlooked.

The lack of a royal status above your head was never questioned with Diavolo's hand on your waist and allowed you to observe his meetings and indulge in the sense of pride you felt at his professionalism.

However, just because you weren't an important figure didn't mean that you behaved like a monkey at a ball, and knew better than to act amateurish or get in the way.

You had always been quite put-together and professional during diplomatic meetings, so what was so different today?

You knew what, after all, you had been hyper fixated on that factor for the past hour.

Even when discussing serious matters, Diavolo generally held an air of casualness that put the entire room at ease and made him sound like the Dia you knew and loved. However, the current meeting's affairs required a more serious approach.

If only Diavolo's voice didn't get an octave or two deeper whenever he switched from your Dia to Prince Diavolo, perhaps you could somehow refrain from squirming at his side as you watched him discuss the riots occurring in the east.

You wanted to remain professional, really, you did, but how could you focus on anything but his voice when Diavolo's tone suddenly sounded so devilishly attractive?

One would think that your sudden fixation on his voice would be enough for you to actually listen to what he said, but no, instead you found yourself with a blank mind and clenched legs whenever you heard the familiar hum of his voice.

To make matters worse, Diavolo definitely knew what was going on with you. Or at least, the sudden hand caressing the skin right under the hem of your skirt suggested he did.

"Right, darling?"

He was teasing you, you knew he was, yet you couldn't help but simply nod and drop a small 'of course' in order to make the diplomats turn away from you and back towards their prince.

Their prince who was currently rubbing small circles into your thigh as he slowly moved his hand higher and higher.

"Now, all that remains is the assignation, correct?"

Usually, it would be Barbatos who addressed such matters and closed the meetings, but Diavolo couldn't possibly pass up on the opportunity of teasing you a little more, especially not when he felt your legs once again subconsciously clench as he spoke.

If only you had known you had such a prevalent voice kink, you could have saved yourself the embarrassment of sitting through a meeting where Diavolo was actually serious for once.

However, your obliviousness forced you to remain by his side and occasionally quip in as Diavolo finished off the meeting.

Thankfully, Diavolo was nice enough to retract his hand and let it rest on your knee while he dismissed the diplomats, with it only moving to lightly hold your waist once the room was empty again.

He had you leaning against the dark wood table in the centre of his conference room the second they left, however, you didn't mind, in fact, you were the one to lean forward and hungrily kiss him.

Diavolo let you indulge in your sudden spike of passion for a moment or two, with his other hand dropping to your waist so he could push you further against the table until the two of you were pressed up against each other.

However, he was quick to pull away the second your kiss got a little too heated and your hands trailed a little too low.

"If I had known you had such an affliction for my voice, I would use it more in the bedroom."

"Why don't you use it now?"

Diavolo chuckled at your question, leaning down to drop a chaste kiss on your lips even as you felt his hands leave your waist.

"Unfortunately, it will have to wait until tonight."

You couldn't even pretend to be unaffected as you watched Diavolo and Barbatos leave the room, noticing the way the latter sent you an amused grin at the annoyed whine you let out.

Diavolo was certainly an intoxicating demon.

It was just too bad that he was also an awfully busy one.

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So cute and delightful!

These twins have always fascinated me, Happy b Day

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She looks great! I could see her doing this in high school or college.

I doodled a couple of Alyas with undercut haircuts for the discord group~

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spent an hour making these instead of writing

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Meep

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War has no winners. It consists solely of anger and pain and loss. War is the great lie of humanity's history. The lie that bloodshed can grant fame or glory or wealth.

It instead wearies the human soul, steals fathers from mothers, mothers from children, children from their future. Destroys families and drinks the blood of human life until all that is left is the howling abyss of what could have been, of lives that ended before they began, of potential that will never be reached.

War is a lie. Protect yourself and what you love, but do not invoke war, for war devours and destroys indiscriminately, leaving behind only the tattered remains of what was once a bright future. Nothing is worth the loss of life and destruction of human bodies and souls that war will always, always bring.

When you learned of the god of war, you thought he’d be tall and muscular and angry. When you were about to meet him, you braced yourself for the worst.

You weren’t quite expecting the short, scrawny, shy kid you ended up getting instead.

#god of war #war #war is worse than hell #war is bad #anti war #greek mythology #war is war #war only brings misery

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Sorry that I couldn't get it to share my result properly lol. But this was fun!

And, well, I am a hyper perfectionist and music lover like him so there you go. (I like to think I'm a recovering perfectionist, but he's not even trying so I can't say we're both recovering perfectionists lol.)

i'm sleep deprived and i've traded my sanity for this mobile game, so please take this quiz to find out your "obey me" kin char 💖

(*prior knowledge of the game is not required!)

#obey me fandom #shall we date obey me #obey me lucifer

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I feel like there's some french wordplay going on? Otherwise I'd just pick something like a hammer or chisel or whatever.

So here's a famous French joke, I'm doing my best to not have anything lost in translation but feel free to ask me to reformulate myself if you don't get it.

So it goes like this:

It's the story of three dwarves going into the mine. They all grab their equipment to go down and extract some ore: the first one gets a shovel, the second one gets a pickaxe, what does the third one get ?

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We stan the Reverse Magical Girl Transformation™️ amirite?

(Open for better quality)

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Naw I'm with ya! I want all the pillows!!!!

wait how many pillows do regular people need

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This is wonderful! 🥰

Commenting fanfiction is the easiest thing in the world once you start doing it. 

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Lucifer Comforting F!Mc On Her Period:

@christinawayne : idk if requests are open butttttt may I request Lucifer x reader on her period scenario? Maybe he cuddles her and rubs her tummy?🥲🥲 love ur workkk :))

Tw: Anything regarding the female's menstrual cycle

Fluff

Every month, Mc's womb wants a baby, and when she doesn't make one, her body decides to become petty and take revenge by giving her the most painful cramps in the entire three worlds, and, well, basically making her hormones go crazy and emotions haywire.

Today was unfortunately one of those days.

Eyelids slowly fluttering open, pain hit her lower stomach like a trainwreck, a headache forming between her brows as she let out a groan. She was curled up in a ball, hating her incapability to do anything but lay there.

She hates periods.

"Good morning, my love," a voice from the doorway said, and she peeked over to see her Lucifer standing there, water and painkillers prepared in his hands and a look of concern subtle on his face. "I see you're awake."

"My saviour..." she whispered, almost tearing up at seeing the love of her life, walking over to her and setting the tray down on the bedside table. As the bed dipped down besides her, she took the glass of water and swallowed two pills, careful to not spill any onto the mattress and grateful for the temporary remody.

"Is there anything else I can do to help?" Lucifer asked, in a voice so soft, so exclusive for only her, she's once again reminded on why she fell for him in the first place. Taking her hand in his, Lucifer thumbed her knuckles as he asks "perhaps you'd like breakfast in bed?"

"No thanks..." she shook her head, looking up at him with pleading eyes. "Can we cuddle?"

He engulfed her in his arms, wrapping them around her protectively and laying down with her.

"Of course, my love."

Lucifer held her, her back to his chest as a hand soothingly rubbed over her bare stomach, providing heat in the affected area. It was comforting, she thought, the pain lessening as she sank further into his embrace . Fluttering kisses were placed onto her neck and cheeks, and one on her lips before his head rest above hers, his hand gently caressing her lower stomach and the other messaging any sore places.

"Better?" he whispered, barely there that she could've easily missed it.

"Much better," she closed her eyes, feeling loved and full with Lucifer with her.

"Love you."

The hand stopped for the briefest of moment before it continued.

"I love you, too."

A/N: Multiple times I caught myself writing in second-person's P.o.v (You/Yours) and had to go back to fix it... So that's that. Also, soft Luci is best Luci. Hope you enjoyed this~

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OM!Brothers Reacting To You Mumbling Their Names In Your Sleep:

Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub and Belphegor.

Tw: None

Fluffy fluff fluff

It was normal for Lucifer to stay up late, between the political work Diavolo had trusted onto him as well as having to account for his brothers' money expenses... This was another one of those nights.

His eyes were tired when he glanced at the time, sighing as he noted it was well past 3 in the morning. He should get some sleep.

Pushing away the paperwork for the night -and actualy being responsible about his mental health for once, Lucifer made his way towards his bedroom. He smiled when he saw you sleeping soundly on the bed. You were clutching his pillow, snuggling into his scent with a peaceful look upon your face- the definition of an ethereal beauty.

After changing into some comfortable night robes, he climbed into bed next to you when he heard you mutter his name.

Lucifer froze. Did he wake you up?

A glance to your direction denies that he did. You must be dreaming of him, he mused as he carefully manoeuvered your body to spoon you and pressed a soft kiss to your forehead. You smiled.

He's glad even in your unconscious state you recognized him as your lover.

Mammon cursed himself. The photoshoot wasn't supposed to last this long! You and him had already planned an entire date together- tickets to the latest movie then dinner at a restaurant, and maybe some cuddle time back at the House of Lamentation...

When he entered his bedroom, you were sleeping on the couch, dressed in a way that made it obvious you were waiting for the him but the pang of guilt he supposed he should feel was buried beneath an overwhelming sense of love. He kneeled besides you, observing your sleeping face being illuminated by the tv in a soft halo while he gently flicked a few stray strands of hair away from your forehead.

How was he so fortunate to have you?

"I'm sorry, babe," he whispered, cradling your face with one hand, "I'll make it up to you tomorrow, yeah?"

"Mammon..." you mumbled in your sleep, nuzzling into the warmth of his palm. His face heated up, eyes flickering between you and anywhere else before he let out a groan.

"You're lucky you're my human," He muttered as he picked you up and changed you into some more comfortable pyjamas, snuggling with you in bed with a small smile on his face.

He's lucky you're his human.

You were sitting on Leviathan's lap, watching him play a new game. His head was rested on your shoulder as his eyes focused on the screen, talking you through the gameplay and letting out a few curses every now and then.

You, on the other hand, had had a long day. You had just finished all your tasks for the week and considering the time, it wasn't abnormal for your eyes to feel droopy. You let yourself be overcome by sleep, the sounds of Leviathan's game continuing in the background.

He didn't think much of it when you slumped against him, eyes still trained on his boss battle. It was only when he won did he look at you and was met with your sleeping self.

"Levi..." you mumbled, making yourself comfortable on his lap. His face flushed a bright red. Mo-Moe!

Taking out a phone, he snapped more than a few photos, wondering how you're so effortlessly cute even in your unconscious state. Satisfied, he gently carried you to his makeshift bed, smiling as he joined you in your sleep.

You and Satan were in his room, having another one of those dates where you peacefully read a book together. It was nice, surrounded by the ambience created by the candles and the smell of books and your lover. It felt like home.

With his voice reading to you in a calming manner, it didn't take long for it to lull you to sleep, drifting you off into a dream as your head laid on his shoulders. He didn't notice, at first, his voice still gliding through the air. It was until you twisted and turned did he hear your peaceful snores.

You'd fallen asleep.

Satan stopped reading aloud, a gentle smile on his face as he tucked the blanket more comfortably around you. You muttered his name, voice so soft he could've easily missed it, but he didn't. A red hue tinted his cheeks.

His hand pet your head, wondering what you were dreaming of that made you call out his name before he reached back for the book, reading silently as his warmth embraced you in your sleep. His hand played with the hair at the nape of your neck.

This is nice, he thought, his eyes glancing at your sleeping form every once in a while, gaze fond.

Asmodeus had always woken up earlier than you, his skincare routine requiring a strict schedule. He had just finished another morning routine when he returned back to your shared bed, carefully laying next to you as he watched you sleep.

You were adorable!

He had always admired these parts of you, and seeing how you still have time before school, Asmo decided he should let you have your sleep. Playing with your hair, he hummed a quiet tune, basking in your presence while you snored quietly, your breathing even, soothing.

You moved in your sleep, before a soft mutter of his name was caught by his ears.

"Hm?" He stared, noting you were still asleep. You must be having a nice dream, if he was in it. He grinned at the thought. "Even in your sleep you still think of me, love?"

He gave you butterfly kisses- on your forehead, nose, cheeks, retreating back when your eyes fluttered.

"I'd hate to disturb your dream, but the real thing's better, don't you think?"

Beelzebub had just taken a shower after his morning run, a towel draped over his shoulders as he dressed casually in grey sweatpants and a tank top. You were still sleeping in your bed, hair strewn about on the pillow, face scrunching at whatever thoughts you were having.

Cute.

He stood towering over your sleeping form, drying his hair as he wondered if he should wake you up. It was a weekday, and he doesn't recall any plans you might had have for the day.

"Beelz..." you chirped quietly as your hand stretched as if you were reaching for something- you're eyes were still closed, still asleep. You smiled when you grabbed a hold of his hand, pulling slightly to get him closer to you.

A light blush coloured his cheeks, but he followed your movements nonetheless. Towel left forgotten, he moved to lay comfortably besides you, cuddling you when you pulled him closer.

Looks like a lazy morning is in due.

Belphegor had woken up in the middle of the night. Why? It seems his partner had somehow escaped his arms and was sleeping on the other side of the bed, dare looking innocent.

The stars were shining above you, twinkling in an endless sky, the moonlight hitting your face in such a way it makes you look like a masterpiece.

But he didn't care.

He glared at you. How dare you interrupt his sleep like this. His tail flicked once, twice before pulling you to him, his arms holding you firmly while he entangled your legs together so you can't escape as easily anymore.

Nuzzling into your neck, he felt your arms encasing him, softly muttering his name. Did he wake you up?

He leaned backwards, studying your face and realized that no, he didn't. So you were still thinking of him even in your sleep, huh?

He smirked. Okay, maybe he'll forgive you for your blunder just this once.

A/N: No one asked for this, but you've all got it. Imma be honest, I'm proud of this fluff! The previous attempts had somehow turned into angst... Don't ask how, Idk myself.

Hope you all enjoyed it! Any feedbacks are highly appreciated.

Also, how'd you like the 2nd PoV?

Inspired by this Haikyuu post here.

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