#also we didn't get to interact with asmo at all

[still-a-morosexual-help]

God, this man has the absolute worst case of nostalgia based rose tinted glasses

In nightbringer itself Asmo says the day before they Fell he was hiding from Raphael for messing with him/pissing him off

All of Lucifer's siblings (minus Levi, as far as we know) were frequently sneaking into the human world while they were actively at war with the Devildom and while it was forbidden to interact with humans

Mammon used the angels as his own giant chess set????

Mammon used to sneak into the human world to collect pigeon feathers and sell them to angels by saying they were Raphael's feathers, which is hilarious but is also A FUCKING SCAM THAT CURRENT MAMMON WOULD ABSOLUTELY PULL

The others actually thought Mammon would Fall long before he did because he was such a shit head

Asmo used to have his Asmo parties or Asmo nights or whatever up in the Celestial Realm despite Raphael saying parties are bad (I feel like the actual word he used was "immoral"? )

Asmo used to sneak into the human world to go partying with humans

It is heavily implied in s3 that asmo was fucking & sucking his way through the celestial realm (good for him btw get those sticks outta the angels' asses babe i believe in you <3 )

The twins and Lilith used to frequently sneak into the human world

Lilith started a whole ass relationship with a human and lied her ass off about it so that she could keep it secret

Lilith compared Michael to a jellyfish???? the first time she met him and that pissed him off

Lilith held a hell of a grudge

Belphie used to skip work so he could go nap

The brothers, as a team, used to catch frogs, cut holes in books, put the frogs into them and wait for Raphael to open them

The brothers, as a team, used to dig pits in the ground and cover them up so that other angels would fall into them (at least the frog thing was kinda funny this is just them being straight up dicks)

Raphael was constantly chasing them around with his spears and getting on Lucifer's ass about them because of how troublesome they were

S4 implies that the reason the brothers' pranks are more refined as demons, compared to when they were angels, is because they now have Satan

So yeah, they were always asses

But even if there is some truth in what Lucifer said about them being kind & sincere (and honestly, there is. We've seen more than enough evidence of it in the events, devilgrams, chats & s1-4) :

Levi says he was depressed in the Celestial Realm and felt like he didn't fit in.

Both Mammon & Beel didn't fit in until Lucifer found them.

Lilith definitely didn't feel like she fit in.

Lucifer, as a demon, says he'll never want to go back. Talking with Diavolo as an angel made him lose a little faith in the Celestial Realm. His greatest fear is possibly his father. Even before they Fell something in the Celestial Realm was pissing him off so much that he managed to spawn a whole other conscious life form - Satan says he gained his own consciousness even before Asmo was created meaning that anger had been festering for a long time.

As far as we know Asmo & Belphie were the only ones who were genuinely happy throughout their entire time in the Celestial Realm (and I think once Asmo gets used to his demon form he'll appreciate the freedom in the devildom over the strictness of the celestial realm)

Mammon, in Nightbringer, says that they know there's no real difference between being an angel or a demon and that they're all just labels.

Whatever sincerity and kindness they, may or may not have, had in the Celestial Realm wasn't because they were angels. Or because of the Celestial Realm.

It was in spite of all that.

It was just what they are like as people.

And of course that sincerity and kindness aren't gonna shine through right after a horribly traumatic event that killed their sister and permanently changed their bodies. And due to such an event & their Sins becoming more...more, they'll obviously be different and treat each other differently as demons.

But at the end of the day they are good, kind people, even as demons.

Like we've seen that.

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Hello! Congrats on on getting to 1000 followers! Your writing is great!

For the event, may I request the NSFW prompt #9 "You have no idea how much I want you" with Asmodeus?

Thank you and congrats again!

Hello!! Ahh you're so sweet, I'm so glad you're enjoying my writing! <3

Okay, this is the first smut I've written for Asmo so I hope it turned out okay! I tried to keep the reader's outfit vague so it can be imagined as anything.

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GN!MC x Asmodeus with prompt "You have no idea how much I want you."

NSFW MDNI

Warnings: fingering & penetration (reader receiving), er... does this count as semi-public? I think it might lol. Please correct me if I'm wrong!

Everybody knew that Asmodeus threw the best parties. So it was no surprise when you showed up to the Fall and found it packed with people. You sat at the bar for a while, taking in the music, the lights, the noise of the demons around you chatting and laughing.

You could see Asmo from where you sat, surrounded by beautiful demons all jostling for his attention. He was often in the middle of a group consisting mainly of his fans. You watched fondly as he interacted with them. He was in his element - greeting everyone, happily taking selfies, and always smiling brightly.

Although the event was taking place at the Fall, it was actually a promotion for a high end luxury perfume. Asmo himself was wearing it, of course, but there were also samples. It was a subtle scent, but it lingered in the air of the club.

Asmo was wearing a beautifully tailored suit with pink embellishments. His hair was immaculate as always, his skin glowing. He looked amazing and you couldn't help feeling happy simply by watching him.

And then he looked across the room and saw you. The way his face lit up made your heart race. He had been smiling the whole time you'd been watching him, but now his smile was radiant. Knowing you made him feel that way caused your stomach to flutter.

Asmo cheerfully spoke to the people around him while also making his way toward you.

You decided to make it a little easier by slipping off your seat and moving toward him.

Eventually, the two of you met in the middle and you found Asmo's arms around you before you could even say anything.

Although he was wearing the same perfume that you had been smelling this whole time, there was something else you could sense in the scent, something uniquely Asmo. It made your skin tingle. Or perhaps that was the way he was holding you.

"MC," he said, close to your ear so you could hear him over the noise. "I'm so happy you came! You look fabulous, as always."

Your outfit consisted almost entirely of things that Asmo had gifted you. This was because you wanted to look nice and you knew his choices would never steer you wrong.

"You're the one who looks amazing," you said, letting yourself relax in his embrace.

Asmo laughed gently. "Oh, hun, it's really good to see your sweet face. I love interacting with my fans, of course, but being with you is just so much better."

You looked over his shoulder at the fans who were still milling around behind him. "I don't think your fans like me all that much."

Asmo glanced behind him before turning back to you with an amused expression. "They're just jealous. Don't worry about it. Why don't we go somewhere a little more… private?"

You cocked your head at this, but didn't say anything as he took your hand and pulled you across the room.

You soon found yourself in one of the VIP rooms. The lighting was dim, there was Demonus already poured into two glasses, and you could just barely hear the music from nearby.

You didn't really have much of a chance to take in this new location before Asmo was kissing you, his hands gripping your waist.

You gasped against his lips as you felt your back meet the wall.

Asmo kissed along your jaw and then your neck before pausing to rest his head on your shoulder. His voice was low and breathy in your ear. "Seeing you here tonight reminded me that you're the only one who truly knows me. You're the only one who matters. You have no idea how much I want you."

The last words made you shiver beneath his touch. You gripped his jacket, arching your back as you pulled him in closer to you, feeling his body flush against yours. "I want you, too, Asmo…"

Asmo responded by kissing you again, hot and heavy. You opened your mouth for him as you pushed off his suit jacket. It fell to the floor, forgotten.

You found Asmo's shirt already had the several top buttons undone. You began to run your hands along his chest, up under the shirt, gripping his shoulders.

You pulled away to catch your breath, gasping in air as you pressed yourself against him. You could feel his erection on your thigh as he buried his face in your neck and moaned softly.

Asmo's hand traveled up your thigh, pausing before touching you further. "MC," he whispered against your neck. "Is this okay? Can I… ?"

You knew that if you said yes, you would soon find yourself having an orgasm against the wall in a VIP room at the Fall. There was something thrilling about that thought. And there was something about knowing that he needed you so bad he couldn't wait until you went home.

Most importantly, though, you trusted Asmo.

"Yes, Asmo," you said. "Please-"

Asmo made short work of your clothes, getting just enough of it out of the way so he could have access to the throbbing hot space between your legs. You weren't idle, either, unbuckling his pants and pulling out his cock.

He sucked in a breath when you wrapped your hand around it. Then you were trying to hold back your cries as his fingers expertly teased you. Your knees were already shaking, but you managed to hold onto his cock, making him moan prettily into your ear as you continued to stroke it.

Asmo put his forehead against yours. "Tell me how you feel, darling. Tell me what you want me to do."

"I-I," you said, not quite able to form a coherent sentence while his fingers were stimulating you. "Ahh, Asmo, I want you inside me…"

Asmo didn't need to hear anything else. He took his fingers away from you. The tips of them were covered in your cum and he put them into his mouth briefly to suck them clean. And then he pulled your legs up, lifting you easily so you could wrap them around his hips.

Your arms circled his shoulders, holding on tight as he carefully buried himself deep inside you. A spike of heat radiated through your body as you felt him begin to move, slowly at first and then speeding up. One hand held you up and the other was back between your legs, his mouth roaming from your lips to your neck and back again.

You clutched onto him as each thrust filled you with a new wave of pleasure. That combined with the return of his fingers made the tension build inside you, tightening and tightening, until you felt yourself unravel, your mind going blank as you orgasmed hard on his cock.

Although you knew from previous experience that Asmo had amazing stamina and could keep going for much longer, you felt him squeeze you tightly and let himself cum, the sensation of being filled making you moan his name.

Asmo kissed you again, his lips sweet and lingering.

"You're so perfect, MC," he said. "All I want now is to take you home and keep you in my bed all night."

You laughed against his lips as he continued to kiss you. "If that's what you want, I won't stop you."

Asmo giggled at your response, his lips traveling over you again. Soon enough, you two would clean yourselves up and exit the club, making your way back to the House of Lamentation and the peaceful seclusion of Asmodeus's bed. But for that moment, you were content to stay where you were, your legs still wrapped around him, his arms holding you tightly, the feeling of his lips against your skin, the scent of sex now mixed with that of his delicate perfume.

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This is a NSFW fic, MINOR do not interact. 18+ content.

Wow (Lucifer x fReader)

You sigh as you slowly make your way away from Lucifer's study, your mind trying to come up with a solution. Lucifer had been working himself so hard lately, most nights he forgets to come down for supper. Normally you wouldn't mind bringing it to him but over the last two weeks he has been so stressed that you've begun worrying about him more and more. Diavolo and Barbatos have texted you updates on how he was doing when he was with them and asked you to keep an eye on him. You didn't want to meddle but you could see the exhaustion growing with each day. You've spoken to the brothers about it, making sure that they not only have been on their best behavior but they also haven't been too loud. Of course a few incidents had come up where Lucifer had to intervene but for the most part, the house was in order. 

You step into the kitchen to find Beel in the fridge. You turn to the clock and realized it was actually almost 2 am by this time and sighed. Beel turned around hearing the sigh that escapes your lips and frowned. "Are you hungry too MC?" He asked while holding all the leftovers in his hands before setting them down on the island. "I'm going to make sandwiches, would you like me to make you one?" He asked while looking hopeful, a gentle smile on his face. 

"No thank you, Beel. I think I'll make a tea for Lucifer before bed. Perhaps I can convince him to get some sleep as well tonight." You open the cupboard, search for the tea you know is his favorite. Beel watched you for a moment before going back to make sandwiches. 

"Even when we were in the Celestial Realm, Lucifer was always busy. He still had to deal with us and our antics. Don't worry, MC! I know you'll figure out how to make him relax." Beel explained before reaching into the cupboard and pulling a tin from the back of the top shelf and handing it to you. "Make him the hellfire mint and devious rose tea. It's got a calming effect and helps reduce stress and anxiety." 

You're shocked by the suggestion and thank him for the help. You open the tin to find a large variety of different teas inside, each labeled neatly and comes with a list of instructions in Beel's handwriting. You question him about it only to find out he created these blends to maximize effective medicinal properties. For such a big guy, who knew he would excel at this kind of thing. "How did you learn about this, Beel?" You ask, while quickly adding the amount specified to the tea infuser. 

"In the Celestial Realm, my favorite hobby was gardening. After the fall, we started going to RAD and they offered a botany course. I took it and enjoyed it so much that I eventually got into medicinal botany." He explained before taking a bite of his sandwich and tucking the tin back up where it had been in the cupboard. "I'm going to take these sandwiches back to bed. I hope that tea helps Lucifer." He said with a smile as he picked up his plate piled high with sandwiches and left. You stand there shocked for a moment before giving your head a shake and turning back to the kettle, waiting for it to boil. 

The kitchen door opened up again, as Asmo slipped into the room. "Oh darling! What are you doing awake?" He sang out to you as he wrapped his arms around you, hugging you tightly for a moment. 

"Good evening Asmo, I'm just making Lucifer tea before I go to bed. I really wish he would relax, he needs it. Did you just get home? How was your event?" You ask, hearing the kettle finally whistle, you turn it off and quickly assemble a few snacks onto a plate. 

Asmo reached into the freezer, pulling out a face mask before turning to the door. "I'll tell you all about it tomorrow during our spa date. You know the best way to relax is after an orgasm." He sang before sending you a wink. 

"Ha yeah right!" You say sarcastically, a blush creeping over your cheeks at the mental images invading your mind at the suggestion. 

"I'm serious! Like each of us, Lucifer adores you. He just doesn't act on it because he thinks he's too busy. Just think about it, darling!" He said before leaving the room and leaving you staring after him. 'Lucifer couldn't possibly... could he?' You think as you load the serving tray and slowly make your way back to the study. You contemplated Asmo's words the entire walk back to Lucifer. 

As you stepped into the study once again, Lucifer didn't even look up as he was still filling out paperwork. He had grown accustomed to your coming and going, he always knew it was you and he felt more at ease when you were near him. You set the tray down on the coffee table and poured the hot water into the teacups you had previously set up. The scent of the special tea Beel provided caught his attention and he looked towards you as you made your way to him. "I see you've found Beels medicinal teabox. Have you been worried about me?" His arrogant voice cutting through the silence in the room as he took in your form. 

"He showed me what I was looking for and of course I've been worried about you. You've been held up in this room for days apart from going to school and meetings with Diavolo." You explain before stopping right in front of him, your eyes finally meeting his. He reached out and pulled your closer, resting his head against your stomach before breathing in your scent. A sigh of exhaustion escaped him and he wrapped his arms around you tightly, much to your shock. It took a moment before your hands fly into action. One hand burying itself into his luscious soft hair while the other reaches down to massage his tense shoulder. "Are you alright, Lucifer?" You ask quietly, your voice barely a whisper but he heard it. 

"Of course. I'm completely fine, just a little tired of doing paperwork." He replied before pulling away a little, looking up to you with a smirk on his face. His tired eyes betraying his declaration and you know he hasn't slept longer than a couple hours each night. Now it's your turn to sigh as you slowly back up towards the coffee table. He's far too proud sometimes but perhaps he will relax with his tea. You beckon him to join you at the couch as you fix your tea.  He slowly stands before making his way to you, sitting next to you on the couch before picking up his tea. You both relax into a comfortable conversation while you both drink your tea and nibble on the snacks you brought. After a few minutes he relaxes further and for the first time in days, his demeanor shifts. "Thank you for keeping my brothers in line for the last couple weeks. They really seem to listen to you, don't they?" He asked, his eyes swirling with more crimson than usual and you find yourself mesmerized for a moment before responding. Asmo's suggestion coursing through your mind, making your blush grow. "Your presence alone makes me feel like I don't have to be completely on guard all the time." 

"You're very welcome. You've been overly stressed lately, it's the least I could do to try to alleviate some of the stress." You finally answer, the way he is slumped against the back of the couch makes your blush deepen. Mustering up all of your courage you sit up and place your teacup down on the coffee table before turning to him. "You know, I heard there's one more way to make someone more relaxed." You say in a small voice, your heart pounding within your chest as you fight to keep your breathing under control. His eyes snap to yours as he takes in your appearance and you feel your face heat further under his intense scrutiny. 

"Is that so? Please elaborate. " His deep velvety voice washes over you causing goosebumps to erupt all over your body. His eyes growing more crimson as you watch him carefully. He's sinfully handsome any other day but you'd never seen just how crimson his eyes could become. You lick your lips as you bolster your new found courage. He tracks the movement with his crimson eyes before setting his own teacup aside. 

"Apparently if you have an orgasm, you'll be able to relax fully." You barely manage to get the words out and only once you broke the eye contact. Your face was burning from embarrassment and nervousness but your body felt like it was electrically charged. You feel movement beside you on the couch before feeling his black gloved hand cup your chin. He gently turned your head to lock into your eyes but you closed them afraid of rejection, afraid that he might be repulsed. You're just a human, he is Lucifer, the avatar of pride himself and the right hand man for the future king of the Devildom. Of course he wouldn't want you, right? 

"I'm surprised that you're playing coy after such an offer. You were offering, weren't you?" You could hear the smug smirk as he said the words. Steeling yourself, you opened your eyes to find him much closer to you than before. Though he had his signature smirk on his face it was his eyes that drew your attention. "Ah, there you are. Though you're impossibly adorable when you're shy,  I prefer your eyes on me, rather than anywhere else. Now tell me, love, are you absolutely sure you want to go further?" He asked softly to you as he watched you like a hawk, looking for any hesitation or resistance. As soon as the words left his mouth you knew that this was what you wanted without a doubt. You eagerly nodded while your blush glowed on, you no longer could keep your composure and your breathing became more erratic. "As you wish, my love." He released your chin and stood, holding his hand out for you to grasp before leading you out of the study. He quietly locked it up before ushering you down the hall to his bedroom.

Once pulled quickly inside he let go of your hand. This wasn't the first time you'd been in his room but for some reason you were looking around as if it was. So preoccupied in your seeking that you almost jumped out of your skin when you heard the lock latch on his door and him whisper an incantation. You turn to look at the beautiful demon before you but barely had a moment before he pulled you into his arm and claimed your mouth in a searing kiss. His lips working expertly against yours as he devoured you, making you arch against his body, your hands finding their way around his neck and into his hair. His hands slid down from your waist, over the curve of your bottom before he grabbed both cheeks and lifted you up, bringing you closer to his natural height. You wrap your legs around his waist as he walks you both towards his bed, neither breaking the kiss in the process. In the back of your mind you expect him to drop you onto the bed but he surprises you by crawling onto the bed slowly and gently laying you down. His hands returning to your waist as he continues kissing you senseless. 

You hated to but you broke the kiss in order to suck in much needed air, looking up at him briefly before he dipped down to nip and suck his way down your neck to your collarbone. A moan escaped you when you felt his teeth lightly sink into your skin, not hard enough to break skin but enough to heighten the pleasure pooling deep down inside you. His hands seeking the hem of your t-shirt before slowly skimming it up over your stomach, over your chest, revealing more and more of your skin to his crimson gaze. "I always wondered how far down your blush would go. Now I always want to witness it." He commented briefly before sucking your nipple into his mouth, earning him a sharp gasp turned moan from your lips. You arch up against his mouth, wanting him to take it all, your body craving him like you've never experienced before. He released your nipple briefly to gaze up at you. Feeling his eyes on you, you met his gaze and bit your lip, wanting him to continue what he had started. You watch him slip his gloved finger between his teeth before he slowly slid his hand out of the glove. Your breathing hitched, your body trembling with anticipation as you watch him removing his gloves. Why was this one act seemingly so exotic when it came to the man? 

"Lucifer!" You whisper seconds before he sucks the other nipple into his mouth, his eyes still watching your reactions. Your head drops back down as you give into the feel of his lips on you, each suckle shooting tingles down south. "Lucifer, I need…" Your voice disappears when you feel his hands on the inside of your thigh, slowly sliding up closer to where you really want to feel him. His long digits slipping into the hem of your shorts, his own breathing hitching when he realizes your completely bare under them. Your juices flowing freely over his fingers as he finds your core wet and aching for him. He releases your nipple before claiming your mouth again while you feel him slowly sink one digit into you. He rests his forehead against yours while looking into your eyes, his breath fanning your face while he slowly pumps his finger within you. "Lucifer, more… I need more." You beg breathlessly, his pupils dilating further with each word. 

"So pretty when you beg, love. If I wasn't in a hurry to discover the sweet sounds you make when you fall apart for me, I would be wanting to hear it more. Lift up for me." He demanded as he sat back, withdrawing his finger completely before sliding your shorts down your thighs. Once they were completely off he commanded you to spread your legs further apart. You had lost your original shyness and just listened to what he told you, spreading them as far as was comfortable for you. His eyes feasting on every inch exposed to him, a smirk playing on his lips as he watched you squirm for a moment before dipping his head down towards your heat. You begin to pant the closer he gets to your folds, your eyes focused on him as he settles between your legs. He looked up towards you as he slowly snaked his tongue out, his tongue gliding over your glistening folds causing you to groan at the sensation. He moaned his pleasure as your ambrosia exploded on his tongue, his hands grasping your hips tightly as he pulled you closer while he devoured your core. 

"Lucifer!" You cried out, feeling his tongue delve deep inside you, his nose bumping against your clit with each flick of his tongue. Your one hand grasped the sheet while the other tangled in his hair while your hips rocked against his face. Your orgasm building faster than you ever thought was possible as he pulled his tongue out and sucked on your clit. Lucifer slowly slid his fingers back inside you just as the first flutter began and as your cries raised in pitch he moaned around your bundle of nerves, the vibrations pushing you over the edge. He removed his mouth but kept pumping his fingers inside you while your orgasm washed over you. The way you sounded when you cried his name had him damn near delirious with need while his prideful smirk returned to his lips. As your orgasm began subsiding he slipped his fingers from you and told you to suck them clean, which you did without hesitation. Your blissed out eyes finally focused on him only after he pulled his cleaned fingers from your mouth. You watch him begin unbuttoning the last couple buttons on his shirt revealing creamy alabaster skin. Your eyes immediately explore every inch of tightly packed muscles from his shoulders to his pecs, down his defined abs to the deep V of his hips. Your eyes drop lower to where he's unzipping his slacks, finally noticing the massive bulge that was threatening to tear through the constricting fabric. You lick your lips subconsciously as you think of what you would like to do to this beautiful man.

"Love, if you keep looking at me like that, I may not be able to keep in control of myself. I'm much larger than you have ever had and contrary to popular belief, it would not thrill me to hurt you." He whispered to you, your eyes finally meeting his before he pushed both his slacks and underwear down. When your eyes drop back down, you gasp in shock. He wasn't lying when he said he was massive. His cock stood proud before him almost a foot from his body, the flared head, glistening with his excitement. You sat up and crawled forward, needing a closer look at the masterpiece before you. You shamelessly reach out and wrap your hand around the shaft, barely able to touch your fingers tip to tip..

"You're so big Lucifer!" You praise him as you slowly stroke him, his hands cupping your face as he kisses you passionately. The taste of your own juices on his tongue makes your body clench once again. You increase the pace of your hand as he devours you before finally pulling back with a quiet moan, his body quivering as you continue stroking him. You bend to try to taste him but he stops you before you get close enough, he removes your hands from his body. 

"As much as I would love to see my cock shoved down your throat, I would rather be buried deep inside you. Have you been with a demon before?" He asked as he laid you back against the bed, placing pillows beneath your hips once you were where he wanted you. You shake your head at his question, though you may have fooled around with a couple brothers, you never made it this far and now that you're here with Lucifer, you're glad he's your first. He smiled before kissing you deeply once more. "Do you trust me?" Again you nod up at him, his cock now nestled up against your folds, his hips slowly rocking back and forth, coating the underside of his shaft. "When I start, I want you to keep your eyes locked on mine. I can help dull the discomfort until your body adjusts. Just remember to relax and we will take our time." He explained and you agreed that you would at the very least try to follow his instructions. 

He kissed you deeply while gently rubbing your clit, you moan in the kiss as you feel the tip of his cock nudge your entrance. Lucifer breaks the kiss and looks into your eyes as he slowly begins rocking his hips. After a couple moments you feel your tightness loosen enough for him to begin sinking inside of you, working his cock inside you an inch at a time. You close your eyes against the pressure you feel, you feel as though you're being torn in two until his words echoed in your mind. You open your eyes to look at him while relaxing as best as you can. As you stare into his beautiful eyes, you feel the pressure dull and in its place is a building pleasure, unlike you've ever experienced before. He feels the shift in you as he reaches the halfway point, your hands grasp his hips and you try pulling him closer. A soft chuckle escapes him before he finally bottoms out inside you. "Move, please… I need more." You moan out for him as you dig your nails into his hip while drawing the other up to cup his face. His eyes widened slightly before you feel his hips begin to withdraw. 

True to his word, he takes his time thrusting slowly until he feels no more discomfort in you. He watches your every reaction to every thrust, every swirl of his hips, every angle he adjusts to and before long you cry out as he pushes you over the edge. His thrusts speed up as his own need grows within him. He could have finished the moment he was fully sheathed within you, but he wanted more. You focus on him as your body trembles and your mouth goes dry as the sight of this magnificent man. His brow furrowed in concentration while his eyes are closed, his body slightly trembling, his muscles flexing with each movement, each thrust. What had your attention the most was the sight of him above you in his demon form. His wings outstretched and quivering behind him as his thrusts grew erratic and sloppy. You reach your hand up, grasping a smooth horn in your hand, his eyes shooting open and staring at you with such vulnerability. 'Lucifer…" Your voice cuts off as another orgasm suddenly crashes over you, you drop your hand from his horn, your nails digging into his shoulder,  pushing him over as well. With your name on his lips, he thrusts into you a few more times before you feel the heat from him filling you with his seed. He collapses down onto his forearms to avoid crushing you, panting and trembling as his cock continues to twitch inside you. "I… you… wow." You manage as your eyes try to refocus on the man resting against you. His shoulders begin to shake and for a moment you wonder what is happening until you hear it, a deep rich laughter surrounding you. He lifts his head and you're momentarily shocked at the huge bright white smile as he begins laughing harder.

"Did you just 'wow' me? Wow? Oh, my love, that was only the beginning. Neither of us will be getting much rest tonight. I'll show you what really is… wow." He replied once his laughter died down. His eyes refocused on you as you felt what you hadn't realized before but was so obvious. He was still as hard as ever and he was still completely inside you, his crimson eyes sparkling as he watched the realization dawn on your pretty face. "I do believe you were right. I feel far more relaxed after an orgasm. Let's see what happens after a few more." He growled before he began thrusting once again.

***

You were late for your spa date with Asmo the next afternoon. You were supposed to meet him in his room 30 minutes prior and you knew he would be pouty by the amount of calls and texts you had missed while Lucifer helped you shower. You slowly made your way down the hall to his room on weak wobbly legs. You turned the knob and walked in, closing the door behind you and leaning on it for support. Asmo walked in from his bathroom and stopped, staring at you disheveled look. "What in the devildom happened to you?! Were you attacked?" He screeched while running up to you. Lifting you up and carrying you over to his bed to help you sit down before you fell down. 

"What? Attacked? Oh, no I wasn't attacked or anything. I actually took your advice last night and now I can't freaking walk!" You level him with a glare and it takes a minute for him to remember what advice you were referring to. He burst out into a fit of giggles before shaking his head and taking in your appearance once more.

"Ok, I see it now. Dark circles, hickeys, swollen lips, you definitely had fun last night but darling, you should have slept!" Asmo replied teasingly as he wrapped you in his arms. "Don't worry, we will have you feeling and looking better in no time. I'll go pour us a bath and pull out all the products we will need." He rushed off towards the bathroom as you laid back against his soft bed. Your eyes grew heavy as you feel sleep slowly drawing you in, you curled up on your side, a smile on your face. This is how Asmo found you 15 minutes later and that's where he left you while he went back to bath alone. 

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[another-lost-mc]

what would be your ocs' voicelines be like when the mc has reached a certain intimacy level? (also it's so fucken hard tryna increase their intimacy omg barbatos is my highest n he's only at 18 and i'm alrd DYING out here)

surprise guest interactions + intimacy calls

Featuring: Azra, Karasu, Zekhan

CW: gn!Reader. NSFW (the intimacy calls section). Contains flirting, suggestive content, phone sex.

A/N: Seriously, my fav bias is so obvious when it comes to the intimacy rankings. I have five characters in NB with intimacy in the single-digits. lol Speaking of bias, Karasu and Zee got some extra love in this.

AZRA

Prefers: Glass of Aged Demonus

Also likes: Spicy Rainbow Pizza, Comfort Candy, Backstabbing Sandwich

Surprise Guest Dialogue (max hearts):

1-3x: "I didn't expect you to be so bold."

Final: “I'd like to get to know you better, but perhaps we should go somewhere more private first.”

KARASU

Prefers: Hell's Kitchen Mean Greens Salad

Also likes: Family Pack of Sushi, Barbatos's Tea, Black Coffee of Melancholy

Surprise Guest Dialogue (max hearts):

1-3x: "Oh, is this for me? You're too kind."

Final: "Thinking about you distracts me from my work, but I don't think I mind at all."

ZEKHAN

Prefers: Madame Devian's Hellberry Milkshake

Also likes: Princess's Poison Apple, Human World Cheeseburger, Black Coffee of Melancholy

Surprise Guest Dialogue (max hearts):

1-3x: "Have you been watching me? Interesting."

Final: "It's rare that someone manages to surprise me the way you do.”

AZRA — Intimacy Phone Call (Rank 5)

Asmo dials Azra’s number on your D.D.D. and asks you to let him know that you’ll both be attending the club’s event that weekend. A dial tone rings until the call drops - he doesn’t answer.

KARASU — Intimacy Phone Call (Rank 5)

He doesn’t call you. He sends you a message (through KARASU OS) to remind you about the exchange program student satisfaction survey you haven’t completed yet.

ZEKHAN — Intimacy Phone Call (Rank 5)

He calls and introduces himself as The Fall’s manager, then he asks why you have been attempting to contact Azra using his personal number.

You tell him that Asmo gave you his number.

He grumbles quietly about Asmo’s lack of decorum and acknowledges your response before promptly bidding you goodnight and hanging up.

AZRA — Intimacy Phone Call (Max Rank)

The muffled sound of music filters through the phone when you pick up his call. He's impatiently awaiting for you to arrive for a party at The Fall, and he casually asks about the outfit Asmo designed for you. His deep voice is punctuated with soft purrs and a sultry drawl.

"I should let you finish getting ready, love. I look forward to seeing you in your new outfit, but I can't promise it will stay on for long once you get here."

"Asmo asked me to remind you to try not to rip this one."

"He should stop designing things with so many delicate lacings and buttons then."

KARASU — Intimacy Phone Call (Max Rank)

He calls you one evening when you're getting settled into the guest room provided to you. A last-minute summons to the Sorcerer's Society has interfered with your weekend plans together. The disappointed whine that laced his voice earlier in the day has shifted into something much more needy, and as you settle into bed, you can hear the faint sound of rustling sheets.

"Is your room comfortable? It's the least they could do for causing such an inconvenience for you."

The sulky tone in his voice makes you smile. "It's good enough until I can come home tomorrow."

"I can hardly wait," he admits quietly.

What follows is a seemingly typical conversation about nothing in particular. Despite his innocent questions about what you’re doing and what you’re thinking about, the words feel charged, like there’s a current of heat laced into his voice. The longer you speak with him over the phone, his tone slowly thickens with unabashed desire that courses through his veins like honey.

It's not long until he starts to stutter over his words, and his breath hitches suddenly with a soft groan. You can't help the smile that tugs at your lips when you realize what he's doing. These late-night phone calls tend to have a certain effect on him, and it appears that tonight is no different.

“Are you doing what I think you’re doing?” you ask innocently even though you already know the answer.

“You know that I—I can’t help it,” he admits breathlessly. “I miss you so much.”

He exhales shakily into the receiver but if you listen closely, you can hear the faint, rhythmic sound of slick skin-against-skin.

"I miss you too," you admit even as your cheeks grow warm and your free hand dips beneath the covers and over the curve of your belly. "Would you like to know exactly how much I missed you?"

"Oh, yes—" he gasps, sucking air through his teeth with a soft hiss. On the other end of the call, the bedframe creaks quietly from the weight of his movements. "P-please?"

ZEKHAN — Intimacy Phone Call (Max Rank)

It starts with a text conversation like most evenings do when he has to work.

ZEKHAN: It’s quiet here tonight. Tuesday nights are slow as it is, but there aren’t any parties scheduled either.

➤ I'm glad you called. I miss you.

You can annoy Azra if you’re bored, that's always fun!

ZEKHAN: I miss you too, but as much as I enjoy our chats, I wish we could do more than talk.

➤ It’s a shame you’re stuck at work all night.

Behave, mister.

ZEKHAN: Fortunately, I have you to distract me. You should start by telling me what you're wearing right now, bunny.

The Devilsilk pajamas Asmo bought me.

I’m still in my RAD uniform.

➤ Wouldn’t you like to know? ;)

<ZEKHAN is calling you.>

“How brave of you to tease me like that, my dear.”

“I would do more than that if I could. Why don't we have dinner tomorrow night and I can make it up to you?"

"I don't think I can wait that long."

"It's not like we have much choice. You can't just leave work for a quickie."

"Who says I can't? I doubt anyone will even notice I'm gone."

"I don't know...it's not very professional."

"In most circumstances I would agree with you, but I've decided to take my break early tonight and now I can spend the next half hour being as unprofessional as I want. I'll be there shortly.”

“Not to sound ungrateful, but thirty minutes hardly seems worth the effort.”

“Is that a challenge, bunny? Because I promise I'll have you coming for me in less than ten.”

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[jeschalynn]

hand over the ship lore you have for yourself and barbatos and nobody gets hurt. 🔫 i want *all* the details on why you love that petty butler and the scenarios that come with it,,,, for science. - gifter cryptid

My selfship for him follows the canon story (from the original game) very loosely. It's a slow burn interspersed with moments of domestic affection and intimacy but also a lot of pining and angst. It takes him a long time to realize the depth of his feelings, and by the time he does, I've already tried to move on.

This is a more general timeline of how I picture things unfolding over the course of the og game's four seasons. The story ended abruptly and a lot of potential relationship moments haven't happened yet, so I went with what I thought might happen next.

(My poly!ship lore with him follows a different path entirely.)

Note: The content below includes vague spoilers for season four/hypothetical season five events.

My initial opinion of him was similar to most of the other demons I met after arriving in the Devildom: he was handsome and intimidating and totally unapproachable. He had a role of such high importance, serving a literal prince, and I assumed we had nothing in common.

I felt like a small, insignificant human in that place. The other demons treated him with respect and reverence. He was professional and polite and kind when we interacted, but it was hard to figure out what he was really like at first. We didn't see each other very much unless we were at RAD or at Diavolo's castle.

Mutual interests brought us together slowly throughout the course of the exchange program: the types of human world teas we both liked and how the Devildom blends compared; cooking and sharing recipes that took into account my limited tolerance for the Devildom's spicy cuisine; and he appreciated my interest in his world and my eagerness to learn new things with an open mind.

We spent more and more time in each other's company. He pointed out books in the RAD library he thought I might like, or he invited me and Luke to the castle to bake something, or Diavolo invited me to have lunch (he knew I found the House of Lamentation a bit suffocating at times).

Sometimes Barbatos invited me to accompany him when he visited one of the Devildom markets. He quickly learned which foods I liked or didn't like. When the demon brothers and I were guests at the castle, he prepared my dish with careful consideration.

When he traveled to the human world to run mundane tasks for Diavolo (or peruse his favourite tea vendors), he brought back something for me as well. He even took me with him on a few occasions; it was an excuse to show me places I mentioned in passing that I'd like to visit someday. (Those sorts of feats were easy for a demon of his status and power, but my excitement and earnest appreciation made it worthwhile.)

I attended parties at Diavolo's castle with Lucifer and his brothers. Asmo enjoyed dressing me up in the latest Devildom fashions and I felt self-conscious in whatever extravagant dress he picked out (or had made for me). Barbatos watched the other demons take turns leading me onto the dance floor, but he recognized the anxious look on my face when I got overwhelmed and needed a break from the crowd and the attention.

He usually led me somewhere quiet, an empty balcony or a sitting room nearby. He offered me a cold drink (knowing I don't like the taste of Demonus) and promised that I could always ask him if I needed space away from the festivities. He stayed with me the entire time and when I was ready, he rested a gloved hand gently on the small of my back as we walked together. He rejoined Diavolo and offered his apologies for an absence that couldn't be helped. He watched me as I made my way back to the demon brothers nearby.

(If Diavolo had any assumptions or thoughts about his butler's keen attention to my comfort or needs, he kept them to himself.)

Time passed and eventually I learned more about him. He wasn't simply the prince's butler anymore. I appreciated his expertise and attention to detail, and how he could be so kind and considerate. I enjoyed his company even if we spent it in comfortable silence. He smiled more often and found ways to tease delighted reactions from me. If I did or said something amusing - sometimes on purpose, sometimes not - his laughter was warm and genuine. I adored that sound.

It was hard to look him in the eyes sometimes because he was so beautiful, and I was afraid he'd read all my secrets like an open book. The thought of him finding out about my less-than-platonic feelings for him made me want to crawl into a hole and die. Unfortunately, I had a terrible poker face and couldn't lie to save my life. Despite my best efforts, it became painfully obvious when I started acting strangely around him.

It didn't take long for him to figure out why my voice trembled when he stood too close, or when our hands touched when we walked side by side. He noticed that my cheeks flushed pink when he complimented me. I avoided his gaze too - my eyes darted to his face quickly before looking away again, like I was trying to hide something from him (I was).

He thought whatever I was experiencing - simple attraction - was nothing more than a passing fancy. He thought ignoring it was kinder than bringing it up. When it started to affect our friendship, he realized things were changing and not in a way he liked.

I found excuses to avoid spending time alone with him and I refused some of his offers to visit the castle gardens with him, or the library, or new places in the Devildom he thought I'd like to see. It bothered him that I was nervous around him now, similar to how I was when I first arrived in his realm. He didn't demand an explanation and simply accepted my answers - refusals - with grace. Any dissatisfaction he felt was easily ignored.

Even if he did ask me what was wrong, what would I say? I have a crush on you but I like you too much as a friend to risk it all for nothing? I couldn't admit my feelings so easily. I was convinced someone like him wouldn't be interested in someone like me anyway. Romantic fantasies of him made me feel like such a fool.

I couldn't spend the rest of my year in the Devildom fretting over my feelings for someone who didn't feel the same for me. My genius plan was to try and stomp down those feelings instead. I needed to find other things to occupy my thoughts, other friends to spend my time with. I considered the possibility of trying to date someone else, should anyone else show an interest in me. (I wouldn't have the courage to ask them first.)

I spent more time at the House of Lamentation and got to know the demon brothers. Each of them grew to love me in their own ways. Some of them were like the brothers I had to leave behind in the human world. Some of them became my dearest friends. Some of them wanted to be more than that, but the end of the exchange program arrived and we were all out of time.

The last night of the Devildom was turbulent with so many conflicting emotions. I dreaded going home and I wondered where I truly belonged. I couldn't stay in this world, but the thought of leaving everyone behind was painful. I regretted so many missed opportunities and I wondered what might've happened if I were a bit braver, if I were more willing to share my feelings instead of guarding my heart from the burning sting of rejection.

I made my pact with Lucifer that final night, but spending the night in his bed was not what I expected. Perhaps we were both in need of a little comfort. Neither of us regretted it afterwards, and he never complained or asked for more than I was willing to give. I realized that maybe I could find someone else to love. Lucifer seemed to understand our night together was not likely to be repeated. I told him I still cared for him, and he cared for me too, and that was enough for both of us.

After I returned to the human world, Lucifer still missed me the way his brothers did. Maybe my sudden absence affected him more than anyone else thought it would. At times he was unusually distracted, but he perked up whenever my name was mentioned. His brothers noticed this, and Diavolo noticed, and inevitably Barbatos did too. He made his own assumptions about what would cause the Avatar of Pride to act this way, and part of him was...surprised when he considered all the possibilities. He ignored the thought and decided it wasn't any of his business. Why should he care?

No one expected my sudden return to the Devildom, or Solomon's slippery excuses for why he brought me with him. Most of the demons were just happy to see me again, and the ones that wanted more than our friendship were eager for a second chance to pursue me.

I missed the Devildom and the demons too - some more than others, and one above them all. Much-needed space helped me come to terms with my unrequited feelings, and we fell into our friendship easily as if I'd never left. I reminded myself that it was foolish to think about a future with him and I felt ready to move on. My feelings for him lingered, but I tried not to let that stop me from living.

I had relationships with some of the others I'd grown close to. They were fun distractions in an attempt to find someone who could love me in ways Barbatos never would.

Asmo was my first relationship when I returned to the Devildom. If he knew about my feelings for the prince's butler, he did his best to distract me from thinking about him - or anyone else - while we were together. I was with Solomon after that, a natural outcome after we spent so much time together during my sorcerer's apprenticeship trials. Later, Simeon and I found comfort in each other when he told me about his punishment for stealing the ring he gave me, the one I still wore. He soothed my guilt when I realized he risked his future to save me and smiled when he told me he'd do it all over again if he had to. I promised myself that I'd find a way to help him.

It wasn't until the incident with the dark crevasse that Barbatos had his own belated epiphany. In the windy chaos that ensued, something in him changed. Was it the fear in my eyes when I realized he could barely hold himself upright, or the way my voice cracked when I begged him to pull himself together for Diavolo's sake, or my arms wrapped around him to keep him from falling over and giving up?

Once the drama had ended and the castle guests retired for the night, he laid in his bed and started pulling apart all the tangled feelings he had when he thought of me. He recalled all those times he watched the other demons bicker for my attention at parties and sleepovers, how they elbowed each other out of the way so they could sit beside me at the table, how they bickered to have the first dance with me, to be partnered with me in class, anything that would let them be that much closer to their favourite human.

I was friends with all of them, but he knew I was intimate with some of them too. Asmo wasn't very subtle about his feelings and neither was Solomon. He feigned indifference when he overheard them speaking about me and believed it was no concern of his who I spent time with or invited to my bed. He snuck away quietly on the very rare occasions when he caught me and one of my lovers sharing a private moment away from prying eyes (or so we thought); he swallowed thickly and looked away when hands and mouths wandered too far, and he always wondered why those images plagued him with restless sleep the nights that happened.

Was it stubbornness that kept him from admitting what caused the bitter churning in his stomach - jealousy, regret, and the first stirrings of desire. The jealousy that others got to experience the most intimate parts of me, the desire to have what others were brave enough to take for themselves, the regret that it took him this long to admit he wanted me like he knew I wanted him.

Barbatos thought I would welcome his feelings. He woke up the next morning with new purpose and caught me off-guard with his affectionate touches and flirtatious words. He didn't expect the disbelief, the discomfort, or the anger that clouded my face when I confronted him about it later.

Why was he teasing me like this? Was this a joke to him? After all this time of trying to move on from him, he suddenly wants me when it's convenient and I'm supposed to just accept it? I couldn't imagine what would cause his opinion of me to change so drastically, because that's what it felt like. I couldn't risk getting my hopes up if his feelings weren't genuine. I thought about the fleeting moments in the past when he admitted he didn't want to get close to me, when he doubted what could possibly make me so special, how it wasn't long ago that he admitted that he still couldn't trust me. I doubted his sincerity.

Of course, the timing for his declaration was terrible. I promised to help Simeon from his precarious fate and some of the others thought appealing to Michael personally might be the best solution. Petitioning the Celestial Realm to allow me to negotiate on the Devildom's behalf was a convenient excuse to stop thinking about Barbatos, if only for a short while. I felt vulnerable and reckless in the Devildom with everything that had happened recently and I couldn't think straight with him so close.

When he learned what had been decided, he approached me in a rare moment of privacy and asked me not to go. He knew I had a habit of running away from things that made me uncomfortable. It hurt that I wanted to run away from him.

He knew his plea to stay would fall on deaf ears. Someone I cared for - a friend (and a lover, he thought bitterly) needed my help.

Don't light yourself on fire to keep others warm.

He couldn't refuse the wishes of his lord, even if that meant summoning the portal that would take me somewhere even he couldn't follow.

Once I was gone, he planned to use that time to find a way to fix what was broken between us. He turned to friends he trusted for guidance because they knew me as well as he did.

Asmo and Solomon were both willing to give their input on the subject, after they recovered from the initial shock to learn that I refused him.

Oh, hon. It couldn't have been that bad. You probably just surprised her.

You weren't there. You didn't see how she looked at me.

Look, once she gets back, you two can - Solomon, please stop laughing. It's not funny!

She ran off to another realm to avoid him. Barbatos, all you had to do was tell her that you loved her. How could you mess that up so badly?!

While I was in the Celestial Realm, he promised to give me the space I needed. He resisted the urge to text me or call me while I was gone.

After a couple days and many long lectures from his friends, he tentatively reached out to Luke to ask about me discreetly. Part of him regretted that choice.

He loathed the photos Luke sent him after that: angels standing far too close to me for his liking, or the beautiful clothes he assumed Michael had made for me to wear while I visited. He loved and hated how radiant I looked in the Celestial Realm's unending sunlight, as if I belonged there more than in the darkness with him.

Luke even sent him a photo of Michael and I walking through one of the vibrant gardens in full bloom. He wondered what Michael said that made me smile at him like that.

There was a time when I used to look at him like that too. During the early days of the exchange program, Barbatos showed me rows of night-blooming roses in the castle gardens. I leaned down and breathed in their delicate scent, admiring the sparkling petals while he watched nearby; he never told me about those fleeting moments when he thought I looked lovely.

Perhaps his feelings for me rooted in his heart even earlier than he realized.

All he needed was one chance to make amends for all the things he should've done differently. He vowed to himself that he'd show me what it was like to be romanced by a demon properly, if I was forgiving enough to accept his proposal.

When I returned, he presented me with a heartfelt apology and the promise that I wouldn't regret giving him that chance. No matter how hard I tried, my stubborn feelings for him burned defiantly and as strong as ever.

How could I possibly refuse him when he was the one I wanted all along?

Demon courtship? That sounds awfully formal.

It's a traditional way of proving love and fidelity for another. Most of the violent customs have been adapted for modern times, of course. I doubt there will be any need for bloodshed so long as the others respect my claim on you.

That’s very...intense.

It can be.

And a little possessive.

Mm, precisely.

I would never ask you to do all something like that for me. Being together is enough.

I know you wouldn't, but I promise you that the only thing I'll ever regret is not doing this sooner.

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[princessasmosprincess]

Charmed, I'm Sure

Chapter 22

Summary: No human has ever avoided Asmodeus's charm. Except for you.

Pairing: Asmodeus x GN Reader/MC

Genre: Drama, angst, fluff.

Warnings: None.

***

Author's note: Sorry for the wait on this, recontextualizing an existing scene is harder than it looks. Also, Nightbringer came out and my hyperfixation kinda took over :)

***

“Oi, human,” Mammon nudged your shoulder frantically. “Time to get up!”

You fumbled for your D.D.D. in the dark. You peered at the display with one squinted eye. It was 6:00 am on a weekend.

You groaned, rolling onto your side.

Mammon grabbed half of the clothes in your closet, hangers and all, and tossed them into old-fashioned leather trunk.

“Come on, ya gotta hurry!” He zipped over to the bathroom and knocked the entire contents of the counter into a matching hatbox.

“I’m not skipping town with you, Mammon.”

He stopped short, a pitiful expression on his face. “Ya mean ya wouldn't if I asked you to?” Mammon frowned.

You snuggled deeper into the covers, mumbling into your pillow, “Not at this hour.”

“But ya would if it was later in the day?” He asked quietly. “What am I sayin’? We ain't skippin’ town, We’re supposed to be gettin’ ready for the retreat.”

“Retreat?” You sat up, still bleary eyed.

“Student council and exchange students are spendin’ a few days at the Demon Lord’s castle.” Mammon threw your RAD uniform into your lap.

“Since when?”

“It don’t matter, just get ready. Lucifer wants us downstairs in twenty minutes.”

***

Less than an hour later, you and the brothers arrived at the Demon Lord’s castle, your luggage in hand, all dressed in your RAD uniforms.

Lucifer made everyone stand like soldiers, lined up by rank, except he placed you between himself and Mammon.

“I expect you all to be on your best behavior,” Lucifer looked down the line. “This is to be a weekend of harmony and fun.” From the tense way he glared at everyone individually, it really didn’t feel like he was encouraging you to have fun.

Lucifer moved to straighten your lapel. “And if any of you–”

The door to the castle burst open.

“Well, good morning.” said Diavolo, he resembled an excited puppy as he answered the door. Much less intimidating than your previous interactions with him. You relaxed slightly. “I must say I couldn't wait for you to arrive.”

“Welcome to the Demon Lord’s castle. It’s a pleasure to have you here.” Barbatos stood to the side as Diavolo ushered everyone in, the orderly line now devolving into a clump as you entered.

“Good morning, Diavolo. And you too, Barbatos.” said Lucifer, peering around the castle’s foyer, a smug expression on his face, “Well, it seems that neither Solomon nor the angels have arrived yet, have they?”

Mammon scoffed, “Man, now that's just shameless. Listen to you pretendin' like you didn't hurry over here, all frantic to make it to Lord Diavolo before Solomon and the angels could.”

Lucifer’s smile turned almost vicious, his red eyes flashing, “Hm? Did you say something Mammon?”

“D'AAAAAH OW OW OW! My foot! You're steppin' on MY FOOT, Lucifer!” Mammon exclaimed, trying to pull away from his older brother. “Lucifer sir!”

Diavolo chuckled, “Well, Lucifer, Mammon, I see that you two are getting along swimmingly as usual.”

Asmo sighed, setting his bags down on the floor, “At least Mammon is predictable. No matter what, you can always count on him to act stupid.”

You gave a little laugh, mostly surprised that someone had voiced what you’d always thought of Mammon, that he was predictable. In return, Asmo pretended he hadn’t heard you, coming to stand at Lucifer’s side, his back to you.

You frowned, once again hurt by Asmo’s rejection.

You tuned out the rest of the conversation as you took in the castle’s grand foyer. Nearly everything was in a shade of gold, from the floor to columns to the intricate frames that held portraits of who you assumed were demon nobles and members of the Devildom’s royal family from millennia past. A gilded crystal chandelier shined up above, its flames large and flickering but so bright.

Levi elbowed you gently in the side. “You’re staring,” he said. “You’re not like Mammon, are you? Sizing up the Demon Lord’s riches?”

“No, I’m just admiring it,” you said. “I’ve never been in a real castle before, it's spectacular.”

“It is a pretty cool place,” Levi agreed, following your gaze to the gallery above the stairs, “Wish we lived in a castle.” He muttered.

You opened your mouth to respond to him when you were practically tackled to the floor.

“MC!” It was Luke.

Solomon and Simeon trailed behind him as Barbatos bolted the castle’s doors.

Luke hugged you tightly. “I’m so happy you’re alright!”

“Normies and your hugs, SMH…” Levi sneered, slinking away to a corner.

You and Asmo, who had turned when he heard the commotion, shared a wide-eyed glance over Luke’s head, the first real interaction you’d had with him in days.

Luke continued, “So, SO HAPPY! There aren't even words!”

What did the little angel know?

“What's all this about?” asked Satan.

Asmo gave a nervous laugh, coming up with a quick cover, “I'm guessing he must feel responsible for what happened. You know, for how Lucifer nearly attacked MC…”

Satan and the others seemed to accept that answer. Lucifer scowled, crossing his arms and looking away.

"Ya don't think this could be because MC was bedridden for a week?" Asked Mammon, trying to break the tension by changing the subject. He tugged on Luke’s golden hair, prompting him to turn his head and glare.

"I suppose it could be that too..." It was Asmo's turn to frown and look away. He decided to occupy himself by throwing his arms around Solomon's neck, planting kisses on both of his cheeks, leaving faintly pink lipgloss marks behind.

"I've heard rumors that Simeon and Diavolo met and mediated a solution together. Is that right?" Solomon asked as he attempted to extract himself from Asmo's arms.

"Yes, we did," said Simeon.

Diavolo nodded seriously, "Indeed, yes. Isn't that right, Lucifer?"

"...Yes." He continued scowling, irritated that his folly was in the spotlight for everyone to judge.

Luke squeezed you tighter. "It's such a relief to see you safe and sound. I've been beside myself with worry..."

“I am ok, Luke,” you finally hugged him back, relieved that it seemed he and everyone else were still in the dark about the incident with those lower level demons the other night. “Did you have any reason to doubt?”

“You’re only a human and you’ve been through so much already,” said Luke, releasing you from his hug. “You’re still wearing your bracelet, right?” He looked down at your ankle.

You shifted, tucking your bare ankle behind you and out of view, the gesture somewhat useless. Even if he couldn't see the bracelet or lack thereof, he would be able to tell you weren't wearing it if he focused, just by the lack of its magical signature. You’d just learned about the existence of magical signatures in class, the telltale signs an object was imbued with magic. Touching a potentially magical item or even getting too close to it could be dangerous if you didn't know what kind of magic it possessed, but the essence of magic could be detected if you knew what to look for.

“About that…” You didn't know how to tell him the bracelet had broken. You’d cried for hours over the snapped thread and loose beads. Part of it was because you’d just escaped death and the realization had caught up with you, part of it was because you had fought with Asmo, and part of it was because a gift given to you by a dear friend had been ruined. You still had all the pieces so you’d tried to reconstruct it, but the magic hadn’t returned. “Luke, I-”

“All right, then,” said Diavolo, calling everyone’s attention and effectively ending your conversation, “Now that we're all here, perhaps we should go ahead and explain how this retreat is going to work.”

“Certainly, my lord,” said Barbatos.

“I can’t wait to spend the weekend with you,” Asmo cooed in Solomon's ear, still clinging to his arm, “Maybe we can get some cuddle time in.”

Solomon struggled to stand up straight with Asmo pulling him down, “We’ll see…”

Barbatos stood at the front of the room, “The aim of this retreat is for demons, angels, and humans to intermingle so that each may gain a better understanding of the other.”

“Well, as we're stayin' the night, I say the best way to intermingle is by havin' a pillow fight!” said Mammon.

Diavolo seemed to like this idea, his eyes lighting up. Lucifer stood beside him, pinching the bridge of his nose.

Barbatos continued as if he hadn't just been disrupted. “Now then, I'll begin by explaining what we have planned for each day of the retreat.”

“Wha- so you're just gonna ignore me?”

You gave Mammon a sympathetic pat on the shoulder.

“After you've taken your belongings up to your rooms, we'll begin with a tour of the Demon Lord's Castle, where you'll have a chance to learn about Devildom history.” said Barbatos. “We'll be serving Devildom cuisine for dinner tonight, and I've taken the liberty of volunteering to prepare tonight's meal myself.”

“Mmm, Barbatos's authentic Devildom cuisine…” Beel drooled.

“Tomorrow we'll be having a scavenger hunt.”

Everyone seemed to be excited about that, especially Mammon and Solomon.

“Each day, we plan to have a representative from one of the three worlds prepare a meal for us. So, tomorrow Luke will be making food from the Celestial Realm. I'm sure it will be quite a treat.”

Beel’s stomach growled loudly, but Barbatos pretended he didn't hear it. Diavolo stifled a laugh.

“Incidentally, there will also be a dance following dinner tomorrow.”

You shot Mammon a look that he tried to ignore, his face turning red. A dance? You weren't prepared for this. You had no idea what proper etiquette was like at a formal Devildom dance or whether you had even brought anything acceptable to wear. Lucifer had reminded everyone that morning that you would be stuck at the castle for the weekend, there would be no going back to the House of Lamentation to retrieve anything left behind. Whatever you brought with you would have to be good enough; hopefully you wouldn’t embarrass humankind with whatever you and Mammon had hastily shoved into your suitcase.

“Then on day three, the final day, we'll get to enjoy food from the human world for lunch, which MC will be preparing for us.”

“No one told me about this…” You murmured, your head spinning, more focused on the dance than your cooking assignment. That, you were sure you could handle.

You hadn't realized you’d said it that loudly, forgetting the demons’ superior hearing.

“I did send notice regarding our plans.” said Barbatos, his eyebrows raised, concerned.

Lucifer grabbed Mammon by the upper arm, his eyes glowing red, “Mammon, I believe I told you to let MC know about this?”

Mammon squirmed in his grasp, “H-Huh? W-Wait a minute, didn't I, um, mention that?” He looked to you with pleading eyes.

You shook your head.

“No? Well, THAT'S weird... Ahaha…”

“I’m sure it will all turn out…” Barbatos sighed, “Well then, why don't we move on to the room assignments?”

“We can’t just choose for ourselves?” Asmo frowned.

“Don’t be ungrateful, Asmo,” Lucifer hissed.

Barbatos listed off the first assignment, “Lord Diavolo will be sharing a room with Lucifer.”

Lucifer turned to Diavolo as he let go of Mammon’s arm, “You have your own bedroom here. Why share a room with me?”

“Now who’s ungrateful?” Satan smirked.

Lucifer ignored him to keep the peace.

“Luke, Beelzebub, Leviathan, you will be sharing a room.” said Barbatos.

“I have a really, really bad feeling about this…” Luke whimpered.

Asmo and Solomon would have to be assigned a room together. They had a pact, didn't they? Just like you would probably be in a room with Mammon since Lucifer had assigned him to you from the beginning and now you had a pact together. Diavolo had even entrusted Asmo with Solomon’s safety when he’d first arrived in the Devildom and he was to be Solomon’s guardian on the future hot springs trip. It just made sense.

“Simeon, Asmodeus, MC, you'll be sharing a room.” Barbatos said, “And Solomon, Mammon, Satan, you'll be sharing a room as well. And that covers everyone.”

Asmo was stunned. This is not how he thought things would go.

“What?” said Mammon, saying exactly what Asmo was thinking. “Yo, Asmodeus. Switch rooms with me!”

“Hmm?” Asmo blinked, hardly registering what Mammon had said, “What? Why?”

“Because, um...y'know…”

As Mammon rambled his excuses, Asmo’s mind wandered. He had been able to avoid you pretty easily so far. At mealtimes he stuck around Lucifer, who was always at the opposite end of the table from you. And at night he partied and drank just the way he loved to do. It was easier this way, the more he filled up his time, the less he thought about you. With you as his roommate for the retreat he wouldn't be able to ignore you any longer. He was devastated that he’d be separated from Solomon and have to room with you. But at the same time he felt… excited? He had the urge to explore that feeling a little more.

“...And when you sleep in the same room as a human, their smell ends up rubbin' off on ya. So you should be grateful I'm even willin' to trade with ya! You should be HONORED, actually!”

“Ah...I see. So that's why you want to switch rooms, is it?” said Asmo. Your scent rubbing off on him, wouldn’t that be nice… Asmo’s cheeks warmed at the thought. He shook his head, shrugging it off. What was he thinking? He returned to Mammon who looked so pathetic as he begged to switch rooms. Asmo’s gaze hardened. “Well, in that case, the answer is no. Too bad!”

“WHY NOT?!”

Asmo simpered. “Maybe because I enjoy seeing that bitter, frustrated look on your face?” Served him right. Mammon had just been babbling on like an idiot in love as if he hadn’t left you alone to fend for yourself the other night. There was no chance Lucifer or Barbatos would allow a room change anyway. The plans had already been made.

“Gr…”

“Ahaha! Yep, that's the one! I really DO love that look!” Yes, Mammon deserved to be punished for almost getting you killed and this was just the way to do it. And maybe it wouldn't hurt to get to know you a little better…

“How long do you all plan on goofing around?” said Lucifer. “Let's go. Time to take your belongings up to your rooms.”

“OWWWW!” Mammon exclaimed. “Hey! Lucifer, stop! Quit pullin' me along by the ear!”

Everyone followed as Mammon’s cries echoed down the halls.

***

Cross-posted on AO3

#charmed i'm sure #obey me #obey me shall we date #omswd #asmo #asmodeus #asmo obey me #asmodeus obey me #mammon obey me #lucifer obey me #luke obey me #diavolo obey me #barbatos obey me #levi obey me #leviathan obey me #satan obey me #solomon obey me #beel obey me #beelzebub obey me #simeon obey me

[elizabeths-writing-corner]

“Having fun with my favorite humans” Obey me! Asmo feat. Solomon smut

☁ So sorry that the breaks after each post are so long but sometimes I find it difficult to find the time to write >.< Anyways, of course, that time would come when I write them together <3

Asmodeus x gn!Reader x Solomon

Summary: Asmo's birthday is coming so he comes up with a genius idea; having a threesome with two of the best sorcerers from the human world

tw: threesome, mentions of cum, blowjob, handjob, nipple play, overstimulation

+18, minors please don’t interact with this post, thank you!

wc: 1060

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"A birthday present for me? Gosh, you're always so considerate, Y/N! It's so cute~" Asmo jumps with joy, rushing to wrap his arms around you in a tight hug. "Let's see... Oh, I've got an idea! Swing by my room later and you'll find out," he says with a mischievous smile, that tells you everything you need to know; he's plotting something and you're going to be involved.

After the sun has just set down, you come knocking at the demon's door and enter the room shortly after hearing a muffled "come in." The image before your eyes shocks you to put it lightly.

You've become a witness to a heated make-out session between Solomon and Asmodeus. The sorcerer topping him on the bed, with his knee between his legs, pulling his clothes faintly while forcing his tongue inside the other's mouth, much to his delight.

The two of them withdraw from each other upon hearing your surprised gasp.

"Welcome, Y/N," Solomon says with an unbothered, stoic tone.

"I'm sorry that we started without you, darling, but you took your sweet, sweet time," Asmo rushes towards you with his arms wide open to embrace you before he takes your hand and makes you follow him into his bedroom. "I thought, what's a better way to celebrate me than having some sexy time with my favorite humans? Aren't I a genius?"

"What do you say, Y/N? Is that alright with you?" You didn't even catch when Solomon sneaked up behind you, putting his hands on your waist and luring you to the bed.

Your heart skips a beat. A threesome with them sounds like a dream. Just imagining your naked bodies rubbing against each other makes your genitals react with excitement. But obviously, you had your doubts; it would be your first time taking part in such sexual activity.

"I guess, if it's for Asmo, I can't say no," you reply, making a huge grin appear on the demon's face.

And just like that, they get rid of your clothes before taking off their own. Following that, Asmo makes himself comfortable on the mattress, leaning against the tower of pillows behind him.

"Since he's the birthday demon, I say it's only fair that we give him all the attention tonight," Solomon proposes, giving you an encouraging smile. You nod in agreement.

You brush Asmo's thigh with just your fingertips, which gives him goosebumps, and make your way up to his crotch. He bites his lower lip when your hand wraps around his cock. It's long, not too thick with a plump, pinkish tip. You can't help but want to put it in your mouth.

But before you do that, you take a look at the sorcerer. He starts planting kisses on the demon's neck, biting and sucking on his skin, leaving beautiful marks all over it.

He travels down to his collarbone, which he also decorates with hickeys, and further 'till he reaches his smooth chest. Placing his index finger on one nipple, he begins to suck the other one. He wets and flickers it with his tongue, drawing a whine out of Asmo's throat.

"Solomon, who knew you were so submissive," he chuckles in between soft gasps and intertwines his fingers with his snowy-white strands of hair. The other man only hums at his waspish comment without giving it much thought.

You grow jealous of Solomon, seeing how Asmo reacts to his touch. His cock gets your full attention once again. You kiss its tip, the surface is so delicate and smooth, that you can't restrain yourself from brushing your lips suggestively against it.

Your actions don't go unnoticed as the demon lays his eyes upon you while pushing his hips to force his dick into your mouth. You take as much as you can and gag when his tip pokes at the back of your throat.

"Take it all in, sweetheart. I know you can," he coos while massaging your skull and non-aggressively pushing your head down onto his length.

Asmo can't hide how good you both make him feel, and he's not really trying to; moaning and fidgeting on the bed, messing up the sheets when you keep him in your throat long enough to make yourself drool intensely, and when Solomon's free hand slides down his body to play with his balls.

"More, more, more, please!" he whines desperately and with a smidge of dread, almost as if he's not begging but commanding you to babble your head on his cock even faster and use your tongue more energetically. Damn, at this point he probably wouldn't mind a little bit of torture. Anything, so he can have a fist-clenching, nails-digging orgasm and paint your throat white with his cum.

Your mouth makes a wet, naughty noise as it goes up and down, wrapped around Asmo's girth, which you suck and lick vigorously. Quiet moans fall from your lips. But your own body yearns to be touched. You rub your sex against the bedsheets in hope, that when you do a good job, it'll be your turn to be pleasured.

"Talk about submissive," Solomon smirks, after withdrawing from the demon's nipple to enjoy his fucked up expression; tears accumulating in the corners of his eyes, mouth open with his tongue sticking out of it. "Y/N, I think it's about time we let him cum."

The man positions himself next to you between Asmo's legs. His cock leaves your mouth with a wet string of saliva still connecting you before it eventually breaks.

You wrap your hand around his girth and sit on your heels, beginning to stroke it at a fast pace, while Solomon licks and sucks his balls, which makes his cock twitch uncontrollably.

"Yes, 's good, I can't..!" What leaves the demon's mouth right now is a non-coherent word stream interrupted with throaty moans.

When you both look up at him with those innocent eyes of yours, he snaps and his orgasm finally comes. His white, watery semen stains your still moving hand and the other's face.

You can hear Asmo trying to catch his breath that you two took away. A delighted smile doesn't wash off his face. Of course, that was just the beginning. After all, you didn't think that one orgasm would satisfy his unspeakably high libido, did you?

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me smut #obey me anime #obey me asmo #obey me asmo smut #asmo smut #asmo x you #asmo x y/n #asmo x solomon #asmodeus smut #asmodeusobeyme #asmodeus x reader #asmo x gn

[sammytheotakunerd]

Can we get an MC who hates taking their medicine? Like they refuse to take it and run and hide and everyone has to search for them? They will try every to not take them so the others are forced to hold them down when they catch them. (This is important medicine that MC can't skip btw)

I just opened the requests, y'all are fast-

More under the cut!

Medicine sucks!

Lucifer

Oh boy..

If this was before lesson 16 and the two of you became close, then he would be irritated at you. He has so many things need to get done but a sick human that needs to get medicine isn't one in his book.

He most likely forced the medicine because he doesn't like to have a dead human in the HOL.

Now when the two of you are close? There's no saying that Lucifer loves you but if he had to make a choice of either:

You wouldn't get the medicine and you'll die at him or get the medicine and you'll be perfectly fine, but you'll get mad at him, then he'll choose option 2.

"MC, for the last time. Take the medicine now or i won't hesitate to shove that to your throat."

No matter the downsides, he'll get that medicine down your throat.

It doesn't matter if you hide or not. He will find you.

(OMG THAT SOUNDS WEIRD AF)

Yes, you'll be angry but it's more worth it than having you dead.

Mammon

GET THE MEDICINE NOW-

He will panic about your condition, no doubt about that.

Before, he'll still worry about you. You're the first ever person that didn't judge him the way he is.

He won't hold you down, but he'll surely beg you.

"Pls MC! Ya gotta take the medicine!"

"Wha-"

Most likely the first ever interaction of a shout he made that wasn't a tsundere move by him.

And he might've made you wake up.

And well, he did that to you at a random 3 am.

He can't sleep for diavolo's sake! The more days you don't drink the medicine, the more his worries multiply.

The more he bothers you, you become more annoyed.

So, what's the best thing to do in this situation?

Definitely not going to hide and make his worries on the triple digits.

He'll find you OR have a whole search party for you. (Which consist of all of the characters that really is worried about you.)

Choose the best option right now because if you don't and keep delaying the medicine then i don't think you'll live for much longer.

Leviathan

Why are you coughing? ARE YOU DYING??

Not even gonna lie but he was weirded out when you coughed. but then he remembered... You're a human and human= weak.

He got the memo and panicked before you can even know what really is going on with you.

He's similar to mammon but he doesn't want to get infected too so he avoids you by staying in his room all day(not that he minds).

He'll text you, that's for sure.

'Hey MC, you ok?'

*seen*

You can't really text. Not while you're literally feeling like dying and every inch of your body feels like pins and needles that sticking to you.

He'll spam text you until you really get annoyed ad reply to him.

'I'm fine thank you :) <3'

It was all worth it because he stopped with texting you but that just is a couple of hours.

So enjoy it while it last~

Asmodeus

His reaction is similar to Levi's but worst.

He loves you; he really does! But he's not willing to get sick with you.

Unlike Levi, he'll call you instead. It's ok to not to respond, he's the one that'll ramble instead, and you just have to listen.

"Did you know that Beel almost destroyed Hell's kitchen?"

This man tells you the biggest tea that you're so entertained.

Sorry Levi but you can't really listen to Asmo's tea while there's so many notifications, so you had no choice but to block Levi.

Asmo's like your personal ASMR and if he had a livestream, you'll surely bet that there will be so many demons watching it.

Not because of his beauty but also for the tea.

he's so good at how to tell the tea that you keep on edge to know what's the next thing that'll happen.

So when he got the news that you didn't want to drink your medicine then your fucked.

That story he was telling you about last night but got caught off because he needed to sleep? Yea it's been delayed.

He doesn't tell you what's next if you don't drink your medicine.

Now you tried to hide? Just hope that you don't have your phone with you.

Satan

What medicine do you need?

He's like the doctor of the family.

He and Asmo sometimes group called you just so you can have a daily checkup.

He sometimes visits you face to face, other times he'll call you.

"Are you feeling better with the medicine?"

He hopes you can be better because you've been looking pale. You might even die.

He trusts his brothers to keep an eye on you.

Trust me, it's better to have beel hold you down because this man can get a bit overboard.

"I'm sorry MC that i went over a bit.. you need to take your medicine."

There's no point if you hide. He will easily find you even if you try to hide.

Beelzebub

Is MC dying!?

He most likely got the news from Lucifer.

This man right here is your new nanny.

He feeds you and spoon feed you. Doesn't matter if you said: 'I'm ok', he would force to spoon feed you.

"MC, I need to spoon feed you because you're sick."

"i told you beel that i'm fine-"

*Cue you trying to get your arms up but they're numb.

(Yea, the both of you stared at your arms. You can practically see his eyes saying: "You know that i know what that meant.")

You gave up not a second later.

While Beel is feeding you, you listen to Asmo. They're a relaxing pair to be with.

You feel like royalty at how beel is so careful at feeding you.

He treats you like you're made of glass(I mean, he ain't wrong tho).

If you don't want to drink the medicine, then as much as he hates doing this to you, he's one of the people that'll hold you down.

Belphegor

....

This man will cuddle you. He doesn't care being sick, he'll cuddle you.

He's by your side 25/8. He doesn't go out often because beel is the one getting the food.

Whenever Asmo calls, he gets annoyed as much. He wants to sleep with you. If asmo calls then it feels like Asmo is there too.

"Hello dear! Do you want to continue what happened or-"

*Belphie ended the call.

"What did you do that for belphie..? (Your voice is raspy and itches so you can't really shout)

As much as you want him to get out so you can have your privacy, you can't really ignore o the fact that he's warm.

When you go to sleep at night, you almost instantly sleep at how comfortable belphie was.

Well as he is with beel at how he feels holding you down, he needs to do it just so you can recover.

#obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me lucifer #obey me l #obey me mammon #obey me

[lightvsdark18]

Obey Me Nightbrigher 21-30

Followed Olga Gacha Phoenix's playthrough.

"I guess I'll try using my magic." Gets uncomfortable at Asmo's comment.

Looks unimpressed at Satan's question, then ducks for cover.

"Or the lid was just really stuck on."

Tenses up at the "live here with us."

"Good morning, what brings you two here?"

"I'm looking for Mr. Satan."

"Can you two not fight?"

Casts a water spell.

"What do you mean?" Was going to question him, but Satan spoke first.

Writes down, "Mr. Satan summoned a hellfire salamander and almost burn down the school if Solomon didn't show up and stop the tragedy."

"Mr. Asmodeus, please keep doing your work."

Luna writes down a note and walks towards the stairs just to slip on a rag and hurt herself. "There's no need-" Asmo convinces them to get on Beel's back.

"I twisted my ankle and he was carrying me inside."

"Orange jar, green lid, purple label."

"Thank you, Mr. Simeon."

Luna keeps that shit, (I'm not handing over good luck) but Mammon steals it.

She's confused on why he's acting like this. "That's my coin, please give it back, Mr. Mammon."

"Hey, what is with you today? Don't be so rude to your brother."

"If you're alright with me stabbing your hand."

Unimpressedly stares at him.

"How much time do we have?"

"Solomon, I don't know if I can make a pact with each brother in two months."

"Of course you can, you made a pact with Mammon in two days and the rest in two months."

"But I had Levi help me with Mammon, Mammon helped me with Levi's. Everyone else was from pure luck, luck I don't have anymore. Also, I had to wait a year to get Lucifer's pact, this seems impossible."

"Don't down play your accomplishments. I understand this will be difficult, but you have done the impossible before. I know you can achieve this task."

"Yes, I am. Where's Mr. Mammon?"

Still bitter about losing her coin. "Yes, you should go eat before we leave."

"It seems like it."

Greed? He was being greedy yesterday.

Knowledge is power.

"Father of demons?"

"I need to know more about this."

"Yes, I'm okay. Thank you. Are you okay?"

Stands in front of Levi.

Huffs. "Stay!"

Fuck.

"He's the Avatar of Greed, that's what happening. One of you, go get Mr. Lucifer. Maybe he can help." "I think we all should go get Lucifer! Let's run!"

(The conversation is a bit different from Luna saying he's the avatar of greed in the library.) Luna gets worried at the possibility of them all acting crazy like Mammon.

"Maybe."

(Lore!)

"Can you at least give it a try?"

Complains in her head.

Flicks his forehead. "I'm built different than normal humans, thank you very much."

Snatches Little D up. "I think you're being a bit overdramatic, it was no big deal."

"Or tried to."

"Um, hello."

"We're normally don't interact with other angels. We were trying to get some fresh air."

"No, I'm just spacing out."

Covers his mouth when "devil" is said.

"Why do you want to be under his wing so bad?" Are you allow to say badass in the Celestial Realm?

She chuckled at Little D's "I KNEW IT."

"Why don't you want to teach him? Beside him being signed to Michael."

"I'm Luna, and this is Little D."

You don't know the half of it.

Simeon, did you actually know this and still allowed your wings to be taken? This has to be true because I'm in the past, and in a dreamlike world. But...

Suspicious.

"Good job."

Pats him on the back.

"You will have time to learn to be kind." You have no idea.

"Good afternoon, how do you feel?"

"Not really, just surprised me."

"Actually, I travelled into your dream."

Looks away. "Only if you're mine as well."

Pats his head to tease him.

She looks to the side, her heart picking up at the chance being right in front of her. "Could we..." She looks towards him. "Make a pact?"

"I didn't really do anything."

Not listening to Lucifer's lesson, too busy doodling.

"Yes, I think it's your brothers who aren't."

Gets concerned immediately. Asmo was able to charm Lucifer? But it never worked before. Wait, I'm in the past, maybe Lucifer had to learn to resist his brother's charm. Which means this will be an issue.

"Or we're eating together as friends."

"Hey, I don't think you should use your powers on your brothers." "It's fine, Luna, just enjoy how fun this is."

Luna is running to tell Lucifer about this, and bumps into him. That was fast.

"I want to know how I ended up here with you guys."

"Who's the fast runner?"

Already pulling out her phone to text Lucifer.

Hides behind Lucifer.

Shit. "Okay." Books it out of the underground.

(I want to say his head, but I'll say his lap)

Grips his face. "Solomon, you remember what to Mammon happened with his greed? Well, the same thing is happening to Asmo. They need your help."

"Should we find Asmo?"

"I'm uncomfortable now."

Smacks him on the back of the head.

"Oh Asmo, deary ❤️" "... Really?" "I couldn't help it."

"Be careful."

"Mr. Barbatos, do we need to search for Mr. Asmodeus's Little D?"

"How so?"

"I have to wake Mr. Asmodeus."

"Are you sure the Little D would be here?"

"Why are you angry at Solomon, Mr. Barbatos?"

"Solomon, how could you..." "Luna, actually help me here."

"This is so fucked up."

"Um, no, I'm uncomfortable by this."

"Everyone has their darkness."

Solomon does the talking.

"Where's Mr. Asmodeus?"

Frowns at him. "Why do you want to beloved so much?"

"And if I say no?"

"Do you really need to be number one? Does everyone have to adore you when your family loves you?"

"But if you're not number one, the fact you're still loved and cared for by people who matter to you is what you should focus on."

What the fuck?

"Do you want to be saved?"

She looks down at Asmo, gathering all of her love for her brother in the original timeline and kiss his forehead.

"What happened?"

Crushes her in a bear hug as she feels her rips snapping.

She looks over at Solomon as he smiles and nods at her. "Could I tell you in a more private location?" "Ooh, a private location? Luna, I didn't know you were so-" "Don't get it twisted." Drags him off to his room.

"My talents?"

"I don't have a death wish." (But Lucy meowing is funny)

Luna shows off just a little bit, turning a pen into a rubber duck with sunglasses.

She got a normal ice cream flavor as possible.

(New background!)

He's an angry little guy, figured.

Crouches down and tickles his foot.

"Solomon! What did you do?!"

Flicks his forehead.

"You two are talking?"

"Why do I have to do all of the work while you just get to blow up a kitchen?"

Looks away out of Arachnophobia.

"What do you need?"

"Hello."

"Yeah, but don't rush it. Mr. Lucifer may have studied alone, but you can do better by taking your time."

"Even for a human?" Just trying to tease him.

Pokes his cheek.

"Guess it's time for me to enter his mind."

"I think we should focus on finding a way to wake him."

"Games?"

"I don't trust that treasure chest."

"Mr. Mammon, behave yourself. We need to continue on our mission."

"Excuse me, where can we find a weapon shop?"

"Where can we find the Dark Master?"

"Do you sell maps?"

Pinches the bridge of her nose.

"Can you stop looking for treasure? We're in Mr. Satan's mind, any treasure we find will be useless."

"Obviously."

"We're here to bring you home."

"I'll try."

"It's nothing."

"I didn't do anything, it was the brothers who saved the day."

"Good morning."

"It was your brothers who helped you, not me."

"There is, but I really haven't done anything to help you." "Um, a pact with you."

Hooks her finger with his.

Luna is visibly uncomfortable.

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm concerned."

"Beside personal paperwork, not really."

"I wonder why only us."

"You could say that."

"I hope we don't have a war."

"Who's paying though?"

"Something not too fancy, but has good food."

Follows behind "Barbatos." I have a feeling we're in Beel's mind.

"Number 6?"

Picks up the Little D and lift it in the air, then yeets it across the room.

"Or I can kick you like a soccer ball." Cracks knuckles.

"I would like to see you try."

Maybe he is, Number 6 can't eat me if he's dead.

"I don't know."

"I trust you, beside it will taste better than Solomon's cooking."

"Looks pretty simple."

"What happened?"

"What are we going to do?"

"How is yelling stay going to wake them?" "I guess I'll give it a try. Stay!"

Covers her eyes.

"Beel going to eat Number 6 before I shielded my eyes."

"And that someone will be me soon." She's in on the joke.

Going home.

"Because I don't have anything to do after this."

I have a bad feeling.

Looking over at Mammon while holding back her laugher.

"It's Mr. Beelzebub's choice on what he wants to do. Why do I have to go through you just to ask him what he wants to do?"

So, I have to risk losing my chance going home because Belphie wants to be a bastard. Great.

"What is the Angel's Trial?"

"You're making it seem like I'm some kind of a liar."

"I guess."

"You're going to abandon His Highness in this difficult time?"

Glares at Solomon. "You know what my answer is."

"Sure."

"But eggs aren't suppose to grow bigger."

Places hands to chest from cuteness. "Luke, you're so precious."

"It's something private, but I promise it's nothing bad."

(The fuck?) Luna went through the whole day without lying and passed. Done.

"Yes."

Fuck.

#obey me nightbringer #luna

[torihakaraublog]

Nightbringer Season 1

Finally finished season 1 of NB so I just wanted to write a little something since I think my last main story chapter analysis was on ep. 17 or something and on Twitter.

I've really enjoyed the main story as a whole so far! There is lots of private interactions as well as a group. It does feel like it's pushing you towards certain characters at times (or away in some cases) but I understand some restrictions have to be made so the story doesn't split too many ways.

I didn't get a solo momment with Lucifer at the ball because I wanted Diavolo to present we with the award (I have the tittle of Devilsitter now?! Wtf is that, take it back!), but I got a momment with my other top 2; Levi (think we are dating now :3) and Simeon (first dance). So I'm happy. If I had to pick who got my last dance it would have been Satan cause he asked first 🤭

Also loved the lil VA cast list at the end - tho why did they not play voice clips?

I look forward to playing through season 2!

Below are some of my favorite moments in season 1! (might not be in order)

my two beautiful dates to the ball! 💜🩵

Simeon's feelings 🩵

This conversation which had no business being that hot!

Everyone admitting they all love Satan and Satan not wanting to be left behind TwT

What ever this was lol (think we were trying to rescue a figure from Mammon's room).

Holding hands + looking for cats with Satan :3

Finding out why Barbatos is so mad at Solomon lmao

Lucifer just disappearing and going to the demon lords castle so no one can find him xD

Everyone's confessions when I was in the coma; Beel brought snacks and Satan read a book TwT

Finding out about Asmo + Solomon's pact in the OG! timeline. And Asmo getting into some real deep convos.

Beel's confession.

Solomon missing Barbatos :3

Helping Diavolo in the King trials!

Bel and Mammon also had a lot of character development!

#obey me nightbringer #obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me spoilers

[still-a-morosexual-help]

Love it whenever they pull a "that's my brother(s) only I can be a dick to him(them)"

No for real though,

The second Asmo caught sight of the culprit he had no real intention of going back to the contest and it was never even about making sure MC was safe.

He insisted he come with MC despite the fact that;

1.) The contest was starting in 10minutes

2.) MC kept on trying to get him to leave because they could very well take care of themselves - which is why Satan, Levi & the twins left them alone in the first place - they're stronger than most demons, something even Lucifer admits in S4

3.) He would definitely have known that running around would ruin his outfit/makeup

But he didn't leave because this demon hurt his brother who's putting on a brave face in the midst of all the accusations and still working so hard despite the fact that he was almost definitely going to get disqualified and clearing Mammon's name is a higher priority for Asmo than

1.) Winning what is more or less a beauty contest and satisfying his sin

2.) Being recognised by a high ranking noble that would lead to recognition by lots of other people - also satisfying his sin

3.) Winning a prize he can use to make a rare present to give MC

The Sins putting the love they have for others over their sins is a repeated theme in OM! We most commonly see it when they interact with MC but we've also seen it applied with others as well (most notably/commonly we see this trait in Lucifer, Mammon & Beel)

And Asmo does it here to the extreme because he loves his big brother more than any of the elements that makes up the Sin he's the personification of

Then we go back to Mammon and he's immediately okay with giving up his place for Asmo even though Mammon's whole reason for doing this was to satisfy his Sin

Neither of them took a second to think it through, there was 0 hesitation, they were both 100% okay with giving up what they wanted so the other could be happy

They love each other so much I'm going to cry I love this stupid game no one's doing found family like obey me

Remember this -> post I made about S4. The one that addressed Asmo's issues about his beauty and his place in the family and how Levi acknowledging Asmo as being his adorable younger brother without bringing his beauty into it helped Asmo? Mammon just did the same thing by acknowledging Asmo as part of his family and saying that there's more to Asmo, more to what makes Asmo charming, than just his looks and really the meaningfulness of this moment only makes sense if you read the linked post but holy shit is it meaningful

HE WAS WINNING! MAMMON WAS DEFINITELY WINNING BUT HE WAS OKAY WITH GIVING IT UP FOR ASMO WHO GAVE UP HIS OWN SLOT TO MAKE SURE MAMMON WOULDN'T GET DISQUALIFIED I'M SICK

and mc was right, the rose queen chose the best possible outcome

#obey me event #obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me! #shall we date? obey me! #swd obey me #obey me asmo #obey me asmodeus #om asmo #om asmodeus #obey me! asmo #obey me! asmodeus #om! asmo #om! asmodeus #shall we date asmo #shall we date asmodeus #swd asmo #swd asmodeus #swd obey me! #shall we date obey me

[misc-obeyme]

A Star For You

I personally LOVED this event. I really feel like the writing was dramatically above most of the other events I've experienced so far (other than birthday events and HDD). I enjoyed it so much, I felt like writing an entire post about it! I just have a lot of feelings and opinions and I need to get it out of my system.

SPOILERS AND SCREENSHOTS BELOW!

I'm so glad they're going with this new thing where they focus on a single character like they normally do for the birthday events. The birthday events are so much better and more fun, in my opinion, so if this is the new formula, I hope they stick with it. It's a lot more satisfying than the weird events where they try to fit everyone in and you don't really get to have much of an interaction with anyone.

I also thought it was interesting how they had Satan as the focus, but then Diavolo was sort of the secondary focus. And because of that you get to see them interact more than I think I've ever experienced so far. (I haven't played Season 4 yet, though.)

So I enjoyed that the two of them got to really interact with MC, but I was also very interested in the interactions they had with each other.

The best part is that there was just as much silliness as always and all the characters (except the three new ones, I think...) were still present and involved. Some of them certainly had more screen time than others, of course. But it felt more like how it does in the main story when an arc is focused on only a handful of characters and you don't see the rest of them as much.

Asmo was especially being himself in this event, I'm pretty sure he referred to himself as Princess Asmo three different times. The rest of the brothers really delivered the humor that makes me enjoy this game so much without taking away from the main event story.

There were so many instances of Asmo delivering lines that cracked me the hell up:

I mean, I am grateful for his existence.

It was Beel.

Mammon was also participating in his usual money obsessed shenanigans, which is always delightful in my opinion.

I love him.

And I just LOVED this interaction between him and MC (my MC's name is Ciaran).

The Mammon and MC dynamic is as excellent as always.

But really the meat and potatoes of this event was the key route. And I'm a little confused about why they even bother with the normal route? Sometimes the normal route has something amusing going on, but I kind of felt like this one was really not satisfying at all. I assume everybody does the key route anyway, but if for some reason you didn't, that ending would have been really anticlimactic. I realize the whole purpose of the key route is to get people to pay money for more AP and battles and such, but it's still annoying. I say, as I give in to the gimmick without hesitation. Anyway moving on.

I LOVED Diavolo in this event. I can only describe him as being princely and benevolent. Like what! When he gave MC his stars, I nearly lost my mind. He was so sweet about it, too. Diavolo's childlike wonder is adorable, of course, but I like it when he's a little more on the side of being a dynamic leader and showing how much he cares about doing the right thing.

Though earlier in the event he said this:

LIKE OKAY.

And then of course we have Satan. I was kind of neutral about Satan in the beginning of my Obey Me journey, but he grew on me over time. Though while I'm not obsessed with him (like I am with some of the other characters), I am fond of him, so I enjoyed getting some more insight into him. He has one of his angry wrathful episodes in the keyed route. Normally I'm like hmm was whatever it was worth the dramatics? But I was touched that he loses it because he's angry with his brothers for trying to use MC to win the festival.

Then he locks himself in his room for a while to calm down and MC goes to talk to him after getting the stars from Diavolo. And he said some stuff that made me sad because it makes me think he doesn't like himself very much. And then I got to thinking about it and it makes sense. In the main story he's so obsessed with not being like Lucifer and MC has to help him work through a lot of that. But that doesn't mean he's come to accept himself.

Like c'mon, man, you're bumming me out. :(

BUT he does cheer up of course because MC makes everything better and then he starts saying stuff like this:

So you know, it all worked out in the end.

Overall, I really enjoyed this event. It was sweet and the star theme is something I am SO into. The art on the cards for the event is so good!

I'm currently still trying to pull one elusive wizard grandpa in the Nightmare event, but I'm not giving up hope.

In the meantime, here are some more screenshots that were taken from this event purely for their comedic value:

Breakin' the fourth wall a bit there, Levi.

I don't know what it is about Simeon saying "lost the plot" that I find so funny, but here we are.

Just MC choosing chaos again.

He's got a point.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me event #a star for you obey me event #obey me analysis #obey me satan #obey me diavolo #obey me screenshots #just some thoughts #misc rambles #misc talks about characters #misc talks about events #i apologize in advance for this randomness

[mlobsters]

supernatural s13e2 the rising son (w. eugenie ross-leming, brad buckner)

kind of pissy and upset that crowley is actually dead-dead and it was such a weird anticlimactic sendoff that i didn't even realize it while watching. so seeing his dumb little topside throne room i'm getting all weird and protective over it being his space.

sure felt like a problem behind the scenes and i was avoiding looking it up and well, this is wholly unsurprising

via screenrant

Not long after the Supernatural Crowley death, there was a moment on X (formerly known as Twitter) in which executive producer Jim Michaels hinted that Crowley and Mark A. Sheppard might not be done with the series for good. However, Sheppard responded by accusing Michaels of intentionally misleading fans and stated bluntly there were no plans for him to come back at any juncture.

oof, and the nycc comments summarized by looper

"Once they decided they needed to do something different [with the direction of the show], they tried to get rid of me without telling me that they were going to get rid of me," Sheppard revealed during a solo panel at 2018's New York Comic Con. Never one to mince words, Sheppard expressed his disappointment with his demise on the show, continuing, "I'd gone from being the smartest character on the show to being the dumbest character on the show in two seasons. They ran out of what to do." Needless to say, he did not leave the show on the best of terms.

oof x2

asmodeus, great, sure ok. now he said it the way i thought it was pronounced originally (asmo-DAYus). and then on the magicians, they pronounced it asMO-deeus. i believe they're all accepted pronunciations?

the magicians s1e10 homecoming

the white suit and the thick accent and the speechifying, it's giving confederate general slash colonel sanders vibes. the foghorn leghorn knives out treatment. also feels like he's doing an impression of someone. i keep thinking mcconnaughey but i don't know why, different accent

eyes rolling into the back of my head

i didn't think the show could get bad enough that i wouldn't be able to finish watching, because i have such a strong attachment to sam and dean... but i feel like that they might be proving me wrong

DEAN You can slow down, you know. That’s stuff’s not gonna disappear. SAM Ever seen you eat, Dean?

seriously. one of my least favorite character traits

that interaction was cute, mainly because jackles seemed way more... i dunno. relaxed? and that little small expression to sam where he widens his eyes to jack getting what teleport is, just feels really natural. also his voice seems slightly different? more like jensen's actual voice dropped a little instead of putting on the voice for dean. less raspy, more resonant and rounded sounding but still deep. well and likely that's been happening and i just didn't notice or they're doing the audio differently

wheezing over the perspective of this making sam look like gandalf with the hobbits on the couch

speaking of resonant voices, donatello the new prophet that i 90% forgot about

JACK Is that why Dean hates me? SAM Dean doesn’t hate you. It… Look, sometimes the wires in Dean’s head get crossed and—and he gets frustrated, and then he mixes frustration with anger, and—and fear. JACK Why would he be afraid? SAM Because Dean feels like it’s his job to protect everyone. And right now, we need to protect you. But we may also need to protect people from you. JACK Maybe I’m not worth all this. SAM Your mom thought you were. So did Cas. So do I.

i'll take sam talking about dean every day of the week but eh. grating on me a bit this thing with sam being calm and reasonable and dean being stubborn, either it has happened a lot in the past couple seasons or i'm being grumpy because i'm unhappy with the show in general

BARTENDER I hated my old man. I ran away myself. See, my mom would never stick up for me. But… (sighs) you know kids. No matter what, they still want the old man’s approval. Well, that’s how it was with me, just… DEAN You know, that’s, uh, that’s how it was with me, too.

frustratingly in-character that dean will dump out his emotional issues to randos. and oh no it was actually the latest bad guy demon

so whatever fic i read that i thought was about purgatory i'm wondering if it was in this hell-au/apocalypse world because this is more like what i was expecting from purgatory. gray and dirt

sitting down to talk through their disagreement in obnoxious slatted light

SAM Point is… if you and I are gonna do this, keep Jack on the right side of things, then—then we have to be on the same page. DEAN Okay. Well, that’s the problem, though, Sam, ‘cause we’re not on the same page. Like, at all. SAM All right. You know what? I know what’s going on here. DEAN Oh. Okay. Well, please, tell me, what’s going on here? SAM You thinking Mom is gone and Cas is gone, and that Jack can’t be saved. Dean, after everything we’ve gone through… We just lost people we love, people who have been in our lives for a long time. Everything’s upside-down. I get it. But we’ve been down before. I mean, rock bottom. And we find a way. We fix it because that’s what we do. And Jack w—wants to do the right thing. Jack’s scared to death of who he is, and he’s scared of you.

very rousing speech, sammy. i'm not feeling it but sure

listen. this is the most ridiculous plot choice. 1) we need to protect jack and take him to the bunker because angels/demons/etc all want him, tried to get him warded via tattoo 2) not-hunter donatello shows up so hey, jack can stay with him because things got tense yesterday. he doesn't need that close of protection that we should tolerate unnecessary tension. 3) oh no. general colonel sanders has found him and now he's gone ;( big sad face

who choreographed this fight scene??? laughing and distressed. stunt person getting some up close and personal time with jackles's (or his stunt double's) crotch/ass

often wondered why they never throw the angel blades, since they're dime a dozen these days. can't have anything too op though right, why they had to melt down the colt. also sam's hair seems to be sort of reverting more to that... s10? styled-ish bob thing

foley of the outside sounds is very nice and interesting location at least

the monsters crawling out of the pit very slowly was so so cheesy, good grief

every time we check in with mary and lucifer i'm wondering how she's not going to die from dehydration. and michael and lucifer are gonna have a little throwdown punchout, sure

SAM These yellow-eyed things just keep on comin’, huh? DEAN Mm—hmm.

how it feels as a viewer too 🥴

this episode had some new angles and lighting and getting a little more creative in shot selection, so that's nice at least. also less music? there's still some score but i think like this sequence not having music is really effective. and hey this guy directed 11x04 baby too

JACK Exactly. What the hell am I? I can’t control… whatever this is. I will hurt someone. DEAN You know, my brother thinks you can be saved. JACK You don’t believe that. DEAN No, I don’t. JACK So… if you’re right? DEAN If I’m right… and it comes to killing you… I’ll be the one to do it.

i'm all for them having a kid, because why not. you know i eat up that domestic bullshit with a spoon. but this very clear setup of a character arc for dean and jack and whatever, just feels very set up.

i keep thinking about how like, if xyz that happened in this episode happened in s4 or something, i think i'd genuinely appreciate it then. but like.. we have been down the same path so many times now, i can't really appreciate the things anymore. i don't want to hate everything, and i'm really trying to come into each episode with limited baggage and appreciate when i can because otherwise i will just give up. this is the only thing i do in the evening after the kids are in bed. if i hate everything about it every day, i'll have to find something else to do sooner rather than later. but i'm also invested in completing it. if i've made it this far.. buh. anyway.

#supernatural #spnwatch #spn 13x02 #spn asmodeus #spnwhinge #the magicians #spn clip #eugenie ross leming #brad buckner #spn crowley #mark sheppard

[imamonsterfxcker-sorry]

WTF WAS THAT FIRST LESSON?! RANT ABOUT OBEY ME: NIGHTBRINGER

Okay first, the intro fucking slapped. I'm making that my new ringtone.

Secondly, everything seems pretty much the same to the OG but in all honesty the Ruri -Chan mini game, I'm not a fan of. Didn't really care for it but I gotta deal with it i guess.

Also I'm really into the vtuber vibes of the characters and really like how more interactive the DDD is now.

Also the lag, idk wether it's my signal or the fact that the game just dropped but the lag during the tutorial. Literally had to stop playing cuz the game kept getting stuck on a tutorial and wouldn't load.

‼️ SPOILERS ??‼️(not really but ik some people will get mad probably)

If you haven't played yet or don't want to see anything yet keep scrolling!

First off wtf barbatos? My guy? Why you doing this to us? (But the little peak into his backstory was awesome ngl, really liked that)

Secondly I swear next time Solomon calls I'm bitch slapping that fucker for hanging up on us like that.

Also anyone like low-key sad about the time period we got teleported to? Like they are fresh out of war, like i believe a couple of hours or even a day has passed since everything ended and i know they're hurting from what just happened and now they have to deal with us?

Like wtf is Barbatos planning?? Bc it was never really stated for how long Barbatos worked for Diavolo, like did he start working for him before the war, after the war? (Correct me if I'm wrong but only thing I know is how he stared working for Diavolo) because regardless where we are, this man already knows why and how we got here so is he not gonna say anything to the Prince and the Brothers if we bring it up?

And lastly now WE are in charge of THEM?? Love that lol but why can't they tell we're human? I mean i know Asmo mentioned we smelled good, so maybe that might come up later on and I'm just being impatient lol but for now they think we're a demon so... Low-key got a bit confused there

#obey!me #shall we date obey me #obey me nightbringer #obey me mammon #obey me asmodeus #obey me barbatos #obey me #obeyme

[lucifersincentivetosleep]

I've been speed running the events on Lonely Devil on my side account for the past two days and while not all of them are great or sometimes even very fun I've found them to usually just be a good way to pass the time or get in a little serotonin after the mayhem that was ch 10-12 of Nightbringer.

AND THEN I GOT TO THE ANGELIC EVENT

Salty incoherent rant thoughts below, dni if you're just going to get mad at me for disliking this event. Thank

Now look, look;

I don't hate the idea of them dressing up as angels and acting more like they did as angels, I've seen them like that in the main story and it was fine.

This was not that.

I came in expecting a good time and instead I got a whole lot of very distressed and scared demons who had their autonomy taken from them while a gift from someone they trusted and cared for forcibly changed their mental state to the point they were actually not themselves anymore.

And I really didn't like a lot of the dialogue choices given. All of these boys are my best friends, hell they're like little brothers to me. So when I didn't really get the option to comfort them and validate their feelings I got rightfully upset. I'm immensely glad there wasn't any option to get romantic with them, though the way they were acting kinda implied they wouldn't have gone along with it anyway. Edit: there are actually options that allow you to get varying levels of romantic with everyone except Lucifer(I know he tries to flirt with us while testing how much of an effect the bangle has on him but honestly that was very unromantic to me because of how quickly it became uncomfortable for him)and I'm not sure how to feel about that since all the boys that allow it are in altered mental states. Being able to kiss Asmo felt very uncomfy to me(and not because I'm only romantically inclined toward Lucifer).

Honestly I feel like the most sincere interaction I had with any of them was when I had the one on one talk with Lucifer, and I'm not just saying that because he's my husband.

You don't get to show me a Mammon so distressed with his situation that he'd try to cut off his clothes with a scissors, and a Levi so scared he literally tells us he's shaking in fear and then only give me the option to be a right bastard or be insensitive with good intentions. And Satan. Listen, you know a situation is fucked up when someone tells you they're afraid to be calm. Beel and Asmo were honestly the only ones who didn't seem too bothered and Belphie was... he seemed the least distressed by the bangles affects once they'd activated but before then he was angry. And yet the game expects me to just be perfectly fine going along with the party preparations while my chosen family is distressed and under a spell that should honestly be called a curse.

Sure.

I'm also not happy with Dia or Simeon but I'm not going to get into my feelings around that because this event made me mad enough already so I don't want to start any discourse around how mind altering bangles are absolutely a political situation that you can't just laugh off.

I will however say that this event is a really good look at just how different angel's are from what we usually see in Luke and Simeon, though that honestly just made me even less enthused.

Doesn't help the event ended while everyone was still under the spell's effect, so yeah, not an event I liked.

Replaying this so I could make my list accurate for all the boy's interactions hasn't changed how I feel about the event, but I did find out that choosing options that just go along with everything like none of it's bothering mc at all gets you more positive reactions the more the boys are under the affects of the bangles. They're justifiably upset with MC acting like none of this is an issue before the bangles take affect though, which I appreciate but choosing those options means you don't see how the boys actually feel(Levi doesn't admit to being terrified, for instance)which I have conflicting feelings about.

#screaming into my personal void #Obey Me! Lonely Devil #obey me spoilers #Lonely Devil Spoilers #obey me one master to rule them all #look I don't hate any of the angels but I'm playing this game to date demons so I feel like that should tell you #my raised christian turned agnostic thoughts on god and their unpaid servants #seriously its fine if you like this event but I don't and thats fine but #don't you come yelling at me or I'll take off my glove and slap you with it

[demon-fucking-therapist]

Omg your ideas for the bunny boy smut are making me dizzy and it's just a slight teaser!! You deserve a forehead smooch for that one my dear♡

Ps I'm cheering for you and your future writings(: have a great day/night.

Aw, thank you, Anon! Here's a lil something for you. Based on my previous ask here. (Also, the timing worked out so... Happy Birthday, Beel and Belphie!)

Bunny Boy Smut - Twins Edition

Summary: You punish Belphie for sleeping on the job. Later, you give Beel a reward for bringing in a wealthy client. (AU where the Fall is basically a sex club, no minors allowed).

Tags/Warnings for Belphie's section: Belphie is a masochist, pre-negotiated scene for 'advertising purposes', sex work mentioned, gender-neutral reader (no genitals mentioned), public humiliation, Belphie is hit with a switch, use of the word 'bunishment', Belphie is also interacting with a group of demonesses.

Tags/Warnings for Beel's section: sex work mentioned/implied, gender-neutral reader (no genitals mentioned), a carrot-shaped sex toy, public sexual activities, Beel is making out with a demon guy while you're pleasuring him, there's also a demon MILF, feeder/feedee kink mentioned/discussed, Beel is a good boy who gets rewarded.

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Belphie

The night had barely started and already you were run ragged.

With the addition of more exchange students and the Demon Prince himself, the bunny boy event was more popular than ever. That didn't mean that the demon brothers were less popular however - in fact, those who had missed out the first time seemed determined to get some extra time with their idols.

And now you weren't just any bunny - you were the head bunny. The bunny-in-chief. The master.

So not all that unusual.

Diavolo and Simeon headed the bar, a group of succubi and incubi crowding around. Lucifer was dazzling some customers with his pouring skills - four drinks at once. Asmo was getting groped and you really hoped he was remembering to charge for all those extra touches.

Everyone seemed to be working well, except for...

"Belphegor."

From the lap of a cute demoness - who looked about ready to faint - Belphie stirred. He looked at you with watery, half-lidded eyes. "Oh... Hey, MC."

"What have we talked about, Belphie?" you sighed in mock disappointment. Belphie blushed and looked away, sitting up from his lap pillow.

"...Not to sleep during shifts," he mumbled. The patrons at the table cooed. He had them wrapped around his little finger.

His methods might've been underhanded, but Belphie was good at his job.

"Belphie, this is the third time. I'm gonna have to punish you." You made a show of looking remorseful even as the table protests.

"We offered to let him sleep-"

"He just looked so cute, so I asked him to rest-"

"We really did let him!"

"No, MC's right." Belphegor slowly stood up and bent himself over the table, well-trained. The motion brought the attention of several other customers. "When I slack off, it makes more work for you and Beel, right? So I don't mind if you punish me..."

You hummed and Belphie made himself comfortable, one customer even sweetly laying a pillow down on the table for him to rest his head.

"I'd totally get in trouble with the others too. You know how much Mammon hates it when I play favourites." You stroke soothing circles into Belphie's back, the patrons watching as he shuddered and blushed.

"Don't talk about anyone else right now," Belphie whined, holding his hips up to give you - and the patrons - a better view. "I only want you to pay attention to me... Even if it's to punish me, focus on me."

Even as he claimed your attention, Belphie reached out his hands for the demonesses to take. One stroked his hair, one kissed his palm.

"Go easy on him, okay?" one asked, and you smiled.

"I promise I will." Their relief at your words was short-lived as you pulled the switch from its harness on your leg.

"But you said-"

"I'm a human, so my strength isn't much compared to a demon," you explained, your hand moving down to Belphie's ass. "Just using my palms wouldn't work very well as a punishment."

"A bunishment?" The demons giggled even as you swatted Belphie for that comment.

"How about... 20, hm? Will that wake you up?" you asked, leaning over him, pressing his chest into the table. His ass pressed back against you, grinding - only you could see the mischievous glint in his eyes.

"Yeah," Belphie mumbled, his eyes flicking between the patrons with an adorable blush. "Um, if it hurts, I might squeeze your hands..."

"That's okay," one cooed. The others seemed to agree.

"Count for me, okay?" You give him a kiss on the neck before standing back up, running the switch down his back and watching Belphie tense in anticipation.

"One!" he yelped at the first hit. You knew it couldn't hurt him that much - brat or not, Belphie was a powerful demon - but he still shuddered at the hit. Still, Belphie held his hips up obediently, ass in the air, ready for the next hit. "Two!"

You changed it up a little, going from left to right, high and low, trying to find the spot that would provide the best reaction for your audience.

"Nine," Belphie moaned. You grinned, not bothering with the pitiful act anymore. After all, very few eyes were on you.

"Ten!" With his hands being held by the customers, Belphie tried to hide his face in the pillow. You let a demoness soothe him, guiding him to turn his head, revealing his flushed cheeks and watery eyes.

At eleven, you noticed a 'problem'.

"Belphie," you spoke as he cried out 'twelve', in a broken voice, "stop humping the table."

"Sh-shut up..." Belphie was bright red as you reached around his hips. He moaned when you cupped the bulge in his pants, releasing a put-upon sigh.

"It's not much of a bunishment if you enjoy it, right? What am I going to do with you, honestly..." You shook your head and faked considering a solution.

“Please don’t stop!” Belphie begged. The table - not to mention everyone nearby - watched as he rutted against the edge, moaning. “Please, master!”

You sighed. "Fine, but I still expect you to count."

The next hit aimed between his legs.

“Thirteen!” Belphie’s eyes rolled for the audience, his hands holding tightly to the patrons. “Fourteen!”

Playing it up for the audience or not, Belphie was really making himself look like a slut. Your aimed another strike between his legs, just missing his dick, and his next counts were barely understandable moans.

“Ei-eighteen…” Belphie drooled onto the table. A demoness found a napkin to gently clean his face. Belphie sighed happily and sucked on her fingers when she offered them.

“Better take those out before the last two,” you advised, giving Belphie a moment's rest. “His bites can hurt.”

You groped around to find where his ass was the most sore, directing your next swing to where you'd gotten the highest-pitched moan.

“Nineteen!” Belphie shuddered and groaned and for a second you’d thought one of the patrons had started jerking him off. Tears fell down his cheeks prettily, highlighting his wet lips.

“Last one, Belphie. Are you ready?” you asked in a soothing voice, squeezing one well-abused cheek. He whined and nodded.

“Please, I deserve it…”

You rolled your eyes. “I feel like this has been more of a reward for you…” Once more, you palmed at his crotch, earning an open mouthed moan that had at least one customer shoving their hands between their legs. “But at least it got your blood pumping.”

You flip him over, exposing his bulge to the entire room. Belphie’s hands scramble against the table before they’re once again caught by some patrons, squeezing his hands and stroking his hair.

You brought the switch down hard, not holding back, against the line of his dick.

Belphie cried out, his back arched, his head thrown back. A small wet spot formed in his pants where pre-cum leaked through, and when he collapsed, still shaking, on the table you could already see one demoness scrambling through her purse.

“Twenty…” Belphie murmured. One patron that had been holding his hand brought him in for a deep, messy kiss.

“There’s a good boy.” You rubbed his thighs soothingly, Belphie still trying to buck his hips into empty air.

“Here.” A demoness slammed a wad of cash onto the table. You picked it up and counted. “This is enough for a private room, right?”

“For an hour,” you agreed, pocketing the money into your bunny bag. “Please be mindful of this bunny’s rules and limits. You can find a copy on the back of the door in his room. This is considered a binding agreement and breaking said rules could result in severe consequences.”

The demoness nodded and those at the table began to get up - except for Belphie and the demoness he was still kissing.

You slapped his still-sensitive cock. Belphie yelped into the demoness’ mouth, pulling away to look at you with a string of saliva still connecting them.

“These kind ladies are going to play with you in your room. Make sure to be a good bunny for them, okay?

“Yes, master.” Belphie stood, face still messy from saliva and tears. His gait as he walked was awkward, keeping pressure away from his crotch and his ass as much as possible. “Thank you for punishing this naughty bunny.”

Through the arousal, you could see a hint of Belphie’s ordinary mischievous self. You might reward him later for putting on such a good show - but that wasn’t something for the customers to see.

“Enjoy your time, ladies. Please let me know if he needs any further bunishment.”

You bowed before the patrons as Belphie led them through the tables to the back rooms. You sighed and made sure to make note of the time - you were certain you’d have to go help him clean up once his hour was done.

The life of a bunny master was exhausting.

———

Beel

You understood that this world was wondrous and varied and included many people with many different kinks, and you were quite sure this was one of them.

The patrons at Beel’s table had racked up a bill worth thousands of Grimm and counting. Barbatos had been serving them near-constantly, switching out empty plates for ones piled high with treats. The customers themselves barely had any, instead focusing on letting Beel eat the lion’s share as they watched.

So long as Beel was happy, you didn’t really mind. Solomon was getting the same treatment to a lesser extent a few tables over after you’d encouraged the idea. Of course, no human - and no demon either - was going to out-eat Beel, and his patrons had moved from feeding him to stroking his stomach. Solomon gave you a thumbs up as you passed, so he was fine.

“Excuse me!”

You turned on your heel and headed straight to Beel’s table, where one handsome demon had him licking whipped cream off of his hand. The demon looked utterly entranced as he watched Beel’s tongue move between his digits. Having gotten the same treatment a few times, you couldn’t blame him.

“Yes, madam? How may this bunny assist you?” You gave a little bow in greeting that the patrons always seemed to love. While your role as the bunny manager had prevented you from being hired out specifically - for the most part - your assistance was still very popular.

“Aren’t you a cutie!” the demoness laughed. She was older than most of the other demons at the bar, utterly gorgeous with deep green hair and a mature figure. “My partner and I just saw the magic carrot reward on the menu and I think you’re the bunny to ask.”

You smiled brightly and nodded even as Beel’s eyes widened. A blush started to creepy up his neck.

The demoness’ partner, who seemed to be about half her age, nodded.

“He’s just been so good, we wanted to reward him.” The plates on the table were once again empty - and if you didn’t know any better, you’d say clean. Not a crumb of cake or a lick of icing was left.

“That’s awfully sweet of you!” you said with a bright smile. The older demoness was clearly in charge and held an obvious preference for the cute types - whether it was Beel’s gentle giant 'act' or your more eager to please work persona. “Let me show you what we work with. Hm… it’ll probably be best to sit Beel on the table so I can work properly and you can see.”

“Allow me to clear the plates.” Barbatos’ voice nearly made you jump out of your skin and you swatted at his tail for the trouble. Barbatos merely worked efficiently, piling plates high in his arms.

The demoness laughed. “I’m starting to think this one likes to watch, too.”

With that thought living in your mind, you go to where the club’s toys are stored and find what you’re looking for. You pass Barbatos on the way back, a dozen plates balanced in his arms contrasting the small purple box in your hands.

You noticed Barbatos had left whipped cream and a small plate of cherries on the side. Beel was already settled on the table like a good boy, the strong wood thankfully enough to support his weight.

“Oh, did Barbatos tell you about Beel’s cherry stem trick?” you asked curiously, searching through the cherries for a long enough stem.

“Cherry trick?” the demon asked, intrigued. He had a leaner figure than Beel - strength still clear in his form, but of a different kind. If you had to guess, you'd say his demonic aspect leaned aquatic.

You found a stem an inch and a half long and pulled it out of the cherry, gently placing it on Beel’s waiting tongue.

The three of you watched his mouth move for a minute until he poked his tongue back out, the stem tied into a neat little knot.

“Huh, I always thought that was bullshit,” the demon mumbled.

“He’s very skilled with his tongue,” you praised.

The demoness raised an eyebrow. “Know that from experience, hm?”

You played yourself to be a little bashful, clearing your throat and swiftly changing the subject. The answer was of course you did, but you knew Beel could be shy about this sort of thing.

“Here’s the reward, Madame.”

"Please, call me Ekidna. And this is Charybdis."

You nodded and introduced yourself, for what it was worth - everyone here knew your name. The box in your hands unlatched with a click.

The owner of the fall, whatever else could be said about him, was a demon with stunning attention to detail and a lot of money to waste. Hence the toy in your hands now.

The “magic carrot” was a vibrating wand shaped like a carrot. It wasn’t a cheap, poorly made toy either. It was high quality and powerful. Enough to bring any of your bunnies to their knees.

Beel’s eyes fixed on the toy in your hands even as Charybdis groped at his chest.

You stopped Ekidna's hand from reaching for Beel’s pants with a gentle but firm grip.

“You can find the limits of each bunny on the back of our menus. Exposing this particular bunny is only to be done in a private room.” You met the demoness’ eyes and to your relief she backed off easily with an apologetic smile. “Would you prefer to move this somewhere private? Our rates are very reasonable considering the high quality of our… product.”

You dropped a wink at Beel who smiled shyly back. Ekidna shook her head.

“I would hate to make him wait any longer.”

The buzzing of the toy filled the air and Beel breathed heavily. He leaned back against the table, spreading his legs for your access - the fabric of his pants strained against the muscles of his thighs. Charybdis undid the buttons on Beel’s vest with trembling fingers before they could pop.

You tugged Beel towards you, forcing him to hunch his back to your level.

“Remember the safeword?” you whispered into Beel’s ear, disguising the check-in by gently nipping his ear. So close, you could feel the heat radiating off his cheeks.

“Yes, master,” he mumbled and you rewarded him with a kiss.

The eager demon pulled Beel back and you allowed it - mainly because if Beel really didn’t want to go, there were few beings who could move him. Ekidna stood behind you, and when you didn’t protest, rested her head on your shoulder, her hands finding your hips.

“This is my favourite view,” she told you with a smile in her voice.

It was hard to miss when Beel was excited. He’d kept mostly calm so far but you knew he was rather sensitive - and honestly, this was your favourite view too.

You started with trailing, teasing touches around his abs and thighs, watching the way the muscles twitched under the vibrations. The stimulation was enough to get him half-hard in his pants, the demoness humming approvingly at what she could see.

You smiled. Beel was often under-appreciated in your opinion - it was nice to find others who could understand his appeal.

“I’m going to touch it now, okay?” You gave Beel a split second of warning before pressing the wand against the growing bulge.

Beel’s reaction was immediate. He threw his head back and groaned, nearly knocking into Charybdis who was climbing onto the table to get a better view. You kept your touches light for now, trailing along the side of his clothed cock and resting for a moment against the base.

“How does that feel, bunny?” you asked him like you didn’t already know the answer.

“Good,” Beel mumbled, leaning against Charybdis’s chest. “Feels good, thank you.”

You focused your attention on the tip where you knew he was sensitive, watching him groan and buck into the toy. The demon slipped a cherry into his mouth to keep him calm, the flavour giving him something, anything else to focus on.

“You know,” you said casually, Beel squeezing his eyes shut and letting his head fall back, “he also likes his chest being played with.”

Charybdis took full advantage of that, his hands moving around to cup Beel’s pecs, his fingers exploring for any reaction. Beel pouted at you but that expression disappeared when you pressed the toy down harder.

You unzipped him - not to expose him, but to release some of the painful pressure you could see building between his legs. The downside of those tight pants was that they did not leave much room for a boner, and this was a reward for Beel. Discomfort wasn’t part of the package.

Beel worked himself up quickly under your ministrations, his hips fucking up into the air as the vibrations traveled through the fabric into his skin. His eyes fluttered prettily when you clicked the toy again, the vibrations increasing in their intensity. Like this Beel often forgot he was putting on a show for the crowd, focused on you and what made his body feel good. That was all part of his charm though - his honesty was one of his best qualities.

“M-master…” he murmured and you could hear him struggle to remember to address you by your title, not your name. Your sweet Beel, shaking from the effort of holding himself up on his elbows despite all his strength.

“This is a reward, bunny,” you reminded him gently. “You can come whenever you want.”

“Close,” he admitted. Beel pushed his chest forward into the demon’s hands, keeping his eyes locked on yours.

He could be tempting when he wanted to be.

You flicked the wand up another setting and focused it right under his head, the single button on his black pants hanging on by a thread. Beel gasped and bucked and clawed at the table, trying to stay good, to stay in position.

“Mmmaster,” his voice was breathy, low, enough to make you bite your lip. “‘S a lot.”

“I know, bunny,” you soothed. Beel whined when the demon pinched his nipples through his shirt. The button on his pants was straining with effort as he bucked his hips. “Come, let it all out.”

You didn’t even finish your sentence before Beel groaned, long and deep, his face flushed and eyes unfocused. A wet spot rapidly spread before your eyes.

Beel flinched away from the toy and you quickly pulled it away, dropping it back into its box. Charybdis bit at Beel’s swollen lips - but your demon reached one shaky hand out to you.

“What a sweetheart,” Ekidna murmured in your ear. You’d nearly forgotten about her, so enraptured by Beel’s performance. Her hand trailed from your hip to your stomach. “How much for the both of you in a private room…?”

You watched Beel and Charybdis kiss deeply, his hand still held tight in yours. He’d need a bit of time to settle down again, but you knew how much stamina he had.

“It’s quite a high price for the two of us,” you mused. “And you’ve already racked up quite the bill.”

Ekidna smiled - you couldn’t see her, but you felt it press against your cheek.

“I think you’re both well worth it.”

———

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