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tsukii0002 · 24 days
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Mc and Satan reading peacefully in his room.
Asmo: *suddenly entering*
Satan: Asmo?
Asmo: *looking around*
Satan: What do you need?
Asmo: *moves some books, shifts others around*
Satan: Asmo!
Mc: Pff-
Asmo: *picks up a jacket and throws it on the floor and then leaves, but turning off the light before* >:3
Satan: ?????
Mc: *laughs* So that sibling thing doesn't just happen with humans.
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Mc: Hey, Asmo, can you help me with my zipper?
Asmo: Yeah, I’m on it!
Mc:
Asmo:
Mc:UP, Asmo.
Asmo: Right, sorry. Force of habit.
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hakirachan · 7 months
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Obey Me! Incorrect Quotes #18
Asmo: So... what would you do if you were in bed with me? 
MC: Depends. Is your bed comfortable? 
Asmo: Yes. 
MC: I'd sleep.
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Hello! Could you possibly do a scenario of the obey me boys x a main character who is financially struggling? They don’t have a lot of money ever, and always feel insecure about money and gifts, or spending any! It would be really comforting!!
concerns about money
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includes: mammon, asmo &/x gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned)
wc: .6k | rated g | m.list
a/n: hopefully you enjoy! i grew up in a household where we had to worry about these things so this is pretty reflective of my own experience lol. anyway, my inbox is open to chat, request, or leave feedback, so come say hi!!
warnings: money insecurity and other financial struggles, accidental pushy behavior
please reblog!!
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“mc, let’s go out,” asmo calls, beckoning you towards the lunch table. with a sigh, you set your tray down, giving him a smile.
“nah, not today.”
“but why?” he whines, peering at you. “are you not feeling well?”
if only that were the reason. “we went out earlier this week,” you say, “so there’s no reason to go out again.”
“lame,” mammon jeers playfully. “c’mon, we were thinking karaoke.”
“the two of you can go and have fun without me,” you attempt good-naturedly.
“but it’s no fun without you,” asmo whines. “no offense, mammon.”
as they continue to squabble over your head, you begin to eat your lunch, thinking you’re in the clear. but before you know it, they’ve made up and are once again trying to convince you.
“why not?” mammon asks after you say no yet again, and you sigh.
“look, after shopping the other day, my poor wallet’s feeling kind of light. so i need to hold off until my next paycheck.” which won’t be very much, unfortunately. between your new student council duties and other extracurriculars, you’d had very little time to work.
“aw, don’t mind,” mammon dismisses. “i’m sure it’ll be fine.”
“i’ll pay for you,” asmo offers, and you stiffen.
“no, really, it’s fine. i’ll just sit this one out.”
“don’t be like that.” asmo waves a hand. “you know i’m good for it.”
“look,” you say thinly, “i don’t feel like you guys get it.”
“get what?” mammon asks.
“what it feels like to not have money always at your fingertips.” a long silence follows your words, and you soldier on. “look, mammon, even when you’re ‘poor’, you always have the security of food on the table and a roof over your head. i wasn’t that lucky, and even now i still have to think about saving up, about my next paycheck, about spending responsibly.”
“you grew up economically disadvantaged?” asmo asks. “i never knew that.”
“i never mentioned it. and you can say poor. in poverty. whatever. but yes. my family wasn’t lucky enough to come from money, or be around for centuries to establish ourselves as money-making celebrities like you guys. we lived off of food stamps and shitty houses with cheap rent and even though i’m not living like that anymore i can’t just forget it all. i can’t just do whatever i wish with my money and be carefree.”
“but we’ll always support you,” mammon says, and you give him a sad smile.
“and that’s very kind, but it’s something i can’t accept. i can’t just live off of you guys for free and leech off of you. even if it’s not and issue to you guys,” you continue, heading off asmo, who looks like he’s going to open his mouth, “it’s an issue to me. and i ask that you guys understand that and be more mindful. i’m not saying i can’t ever go out, or we can’t talk about money, i just ask that you’re a bit less pushy when i say no to stuff and understand where i’m coming from.”
“we can do that!” mammon exclaims, passion surprising you.
“yeah,” asmo agrees, nodding vigorously. “we’re sorry. let’s just stay in tonight and watch a movie.”
“you can still go out-”
asmo cuts you off, expression softening. “we already told you, mc, it’s more fun with you. we’re willing to stay in if it means staying with you. you’re much better than karaoke anyway.”
you laugh, relieved. relieved that they aren’t looking at you pityingly, are understanding, and aren’t making it a big deal. “thanks guys. but only if i get to pick the movie.”
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fangzluv · 9 months
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Asmo being mean to Mammon is hilarious 😭😭😭
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He’s so slay pussyqueen girlboss. Live, laugh, love, Asmo <3
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masentickless · 10 months
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yeehawbvby · 11 months
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Same energy
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shortnessangel · 2 years
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HAPPY ASMO MONTH EVERYONE!!! 💓💓💓💓💓
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short-black-diamond · 8 months
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a maybe obey me request:
the reader is asexual and has gradually gotten along with all of the brothers except Asmo, due to a fear of how overtly affectionate/sexual the demon can be. it’s gotten to the point where the brothers devise a plan to make the reader spend some time with asmo and form a friendship; or if not an understanding that even though he’s a lot, asmo does care in his own way
Ohhhhhh I know that feeling too well my love. I hope that nobody's touching you without your consent, and if they do, call me, I'll kill them nice and slow. <3
I just can't live with the fact that some ppl ignore boundaries and so however they please like bitch can you maybe not touch me?
Your name is MC and you're a sheep in this fic
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"Don't worry, I'm here."
The brothers felt bad for Asmo.
I mean, sure, Asmodeus was sometimes overly affectionate on purpose, but it seemed that whenever he wanted to hug MC or pat their shoulder or just touch them platonically in any way, the sheep just...looked at him with a frown and a raised hand, muttering a soft:
"Please don't do that."
And Asmodeus always pouts cutely as you walk away, and while you do, you let out a sigh of relief. You knew that Asmo couldn't really...ground his affections and desires because of his position, but he could at least tone it down with the verbal affections.
You nearly had a stroke whenever Asmodeus flirted with you, because it'd always sound sweet and you'd think he was being innocent just this once, before he ruins the mood and builds up your guard around him even stronger when he scooches closer to you with a smirk. Of course, you go away right away before he has a chance to do anything else.
...
"I feel bad for Asmo,", Levi mumbles as he fixates his orange eyes on the screen in his phone, thinking back to the time when Asmodeus tried hugging you after a compliment you gave him, but he instead crashed against the wall as you ran away.
"Me too.", Mammon mumbles as he counts a few coins he found on the way from the school to the house of Lementation. He thought back to that one time where you were forced to sit next to Asmo, who couldn't help but lean into your neck and smell at your fragrance, and you pushed him away with a disgusted face.
Of course, Asmodeus couldn't be mad at you, how would he? He already came to terms with the fact that there were some people in this world that didn't need all that body contact and pleasure, just a small high-five and fist-bump being enough for them to count as physical touch.
"Well, we certainly need a plan.", Satan speaks up as he holds up a book. "I've read that handholding is pretty popular amongst asexual people, because there are many ways to hold hands; interlacing the fingers with each other, rubbing the thumb on the other person's back of their hand, and holding pinkies.", he listed, and Leviathan blushed at the thought of holding hands with someone.
Lucifer nodded. "That's actually a good idea, but how would you like MC and Asmodeus to hold hands when MC quite literally despises Asmodeus' touch?", the eldest brother asked.
Satan raised his hands before he lowered it with a frown. "I-...don't know."
"What if they go to that scary place from the human world?", Beel asked through a stuffed mouth and Lucifer had marks in his temple as he asked Beel to swallow his food before he said something.
Beel ate up his sandwich, before he spoke about his idea. "Since October is slowly pulling up in the human world, they already have decorations for halloween...although it's like, two months too early... but still. I once went with my friends and it was rather scary..", the avatar of gluttony mumbled before he bit into the next closest burger.
Lucifer looked up in thought. "That might actually work...mammon, challenge Asmodeus and MC to go there, I'm sure Asmodeus would accept.", he ordered, and Mammon nodded.
No need to throw tantrums when he wanted MC and Asmo to get closer platonically right? Also he was glad that he didn't have to go to that spookhouse.
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"A spookhouse? Sounds neat.", you shrugged as you looked at Mammon.
"Eh? Isn't that for younger kids?", Asmodeus asked before he looked at his nails.
"Beel and his friends went there too!", Mammon exclaimed, and for once, Asmodeus didn't hear a lie from Mammon's mouth.
"Is that a bet or something?", the avatar of lust asked, voice laced with suspisciousness towards his elder brother.
Mammon sighed in exasperation before whispering something into Asmodeus' ear. After a moment, the two composed themselves again and Asmodeus acdepted.
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"AHH!", the blonde screamed in fear as another skeleton fell from the ceiling and nearly right on top of him. you just stood next to him, your hands in your pockets.
'Beel, why didn't you keep the spookhouse to yourself? And why is Asmodeus of all brothers here with me today?', you thought as you watched him close his eyes tightly as he hugged himself.
Now, you felt bad for Asmodeus as well. He really looked like he didn't enjoy it here, and for once, you let your guard down.
"Hey.", you spoke gently after you sat down next to him. He held his ears shut, his legs close to his chest and you didn't like the way his clothes got dirty from all the dust and dirt on the ground.
You slowly put your hand on his shoulder, and he flinched. But you pressed down, and Asmo finally opened his eyes as he had tears in his eyes.
"wanna leave?", you asked, and Asmo nodded. You stood up before reaching out your hand. Asmo looked at you with a face full of unsureness, and the question lingered in the air.
'are you really okay with that?', his eyes asked.
you opened your hand more in yes.
And he slowly brought up his hand, giving you the chance to pull back, but he got the message after your hand held his and helped him stand up.
"Let's get the heck outta here.", you said, and Asmo nodded as he wiped away his tears.
'Holding hands like this...is not so bad.', you and Asmo thought, and for once, his dirty mind was completely gone, instead having a calm and warm and comforting feeling in his stomach when he looked at your hand which was holding his tightly.
so tightly, as if to say: "Don't worry, I'm here."
And with holding his hand tightly, you and Asmodeus went home.
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bruh I think I kinds messed it up? But I dunno, btw are you okay with handholding? Because i did and i played with the thought of maybe holding pinkies but then it wouldn't be as dramatic you know?
Anyways, I hope you liked it, and if not, tell me and I'll try to do better next time!
Read you in the next post!
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basilistic · 10 months
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i was planning on posting more stuff of my MC (since I just redesigned them),but I had to factory reset my laptop so ;___;
their name is Anjou ;_ (She/They)
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jackalopesao3 · 7 months
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Everytime I hear Asmo say, “mmkay” all I can think of is…
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I can’t hear it any other way in my head. Help.
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tsukii0002 · 9 months
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Mc collecting their diploma at the university graduation ceremony.
Mc: *raising the diploma* I want to dedicate this to the people who have always been there in my best and worst moments, by my side... My demons.
People laugh thinking it's a joke.
Mc: This is for you guys!!, thanks for proving that even statistics is hell for demons.
A woman applauds while laughing along with the rest of the audience when she hears someone crying next to her.
Mammon: *sniffling* That’s my human.
Asmo: *tearing too* Our human Mammon, our human.
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Levi evidently took a thousand pictures, while the others applauded proudly 💁🏻‍♀️.
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tenshiasuhara · 9 months
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3 SSR's in one draw 😭❤️❤️❤️
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hakirachan · 7 months
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Obey Me! Incorrect Quotes #43
Asmo: If I see a bug, I simply leave the room elegantly and require someone else do something about it. 
Asmo: If no one fulfills my wish, I simply never go back in there.
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leviathans-watching · 10 months
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comfort (food)
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day 6: midnight snacks, crying
includes: beel & asmo
wc: .6k | rated g | m.list
a/n: bad friend's suck :( .... for @ombrotherlylove2023
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Stomach rumbling, Beel slides out of bed, careful not to disturb his twin. A midnight snack sounds perfect, especially since he’s pretty sure he saw some waffles in the freezer that he can combine with some of the leftover fried chicken from dinner. Levi thought he hid his leftovers well, but not well enough to keep them from him. 
Drooling at the prospect, Beel walks down the stairs, freezing when he sees someone already in the kitchen. Who else would be up at this hour, and sitting in the dark, no less? 
“I’m turning on the lights,” Beel warns, and does, revealing Asmo. Huh. Usually, he’d be asleep by now, something about body rhythm and skin health and all the stuff Beel doesn’t really get. 
“That’s bright,” Asmo mutters, shading his eyes from the sudden influx of light, but not before Beel sees how they’re red-rimmed and bloodshot. He moves to the fridge, wondering if he should say something. Asmo never cries.
Silence falls between them as Beel pulls out the waffles and finds Levi’s leftovers, but he can only take so many sniffles before he’s obligated to ask, “Is everything okay?” 
“What?” Asmo asks. “Oh, yeah, everything’s fine. Well,” he takes a deep breath, “actually, no they’re not. But it’s stupid. So.” 
“You can still tell me,” Beel encourages quietly, putting four waffles in the toaster. His back is to Asmo, a small privacy in their kitchen. “I don’t care if it’s stupid.” 
“It’s like, really stupid,” Asmo warns, and Beel shrugs. He’s not going to force Asmo to tell him.
“Okay.”
“Well, basically, a friend of mine is being really weird and I don’t know why. I feel like she’s been excluding me and stuff, but I also wondered if it was in my head, since we’re usually so close. But then another friend of mine asked me about it, confirming it’s actually happening, which is nice because now I know I’m not crazy, but also sucks since that means she is deliberately putting distance between us,” he says in one breath. “And then I had this gut feeling, and I just checked Devilgram, and she unfollowed me! Me!” 
Beel’s not all that into social media but even he knows that’s a big deal. 
“So anyway, now I’ve been following her one-sidedly for who knows how long, looking like an idiot, and I don’t even know what I did wrong! And she’s being so rude and won’t talk to me, and it sucks because I really liked her. When people you think are cool don’t feel the same it really sucks.” 
Beel pulls the chicken out of the microwave, turning towards Asmo. “I’m sorry that’s happening,” he says seriously. “It sounds like she’s being a real jerk.”
Asmo lets out a watery laugh. “She is.” 
“She’s not worth your time. Anyone who’d blow off you doesn’t know what they’re doing,” Beel continues, words coming out a little awkwardly but heart-felt, something Asmo seems to realize. “Even if she does try to be your friend again, don’t let her. She sounds slimy and fake.” 
“Wow, you’re not holding back,” Asmo observes, and Bele shrugs again. 
“Well. She made you cry. Anyone who makes you cry is demon scum.” 
“Awww,” Asmo says, dabbing at his eyes delicately with his sleeve, “you care about me!” 
“Of course I do,” Beel says quietly, pouring syrup all over his creation. Asmo watches, raptly. 
“Enough to share that with me?”
Bele looks down, at his chicken and waffles, then back up at Asmo, who blinks pleadingly. His stomach grumbles again, but his heart lets out a stronger pang. “Fine,” he agrees reluctantly, circling the island and pulling out the stool next to Asmo’s. “Just this once, though.”
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mee-op · 2 years
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I feel like people whose favourite character is Asmo need to feel loved and appreciated. Not necessarily romantic or sexual love, but like- just loved in general.
Which, y'know, valid. Everyone deserves to feel that way. But I think Asmo stans don't feel appreciated enough, you get me?
Like, they want someone to compliment them, they want to be held because they didn't have enough of that in their life.
Either that or I'm just projecting.
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