#grr anon

[metaldeads]

YOU FINISHED PBTDL!!!! IT WAS AMAZING!!!! OH MY GOD AHHHH GDJDKSKJS!!! It's probably weird for a stranger to say this but I'm like unbelievably proud of you. That was one hell of a story and you fucking finished it!! GOD IT WAS SO DAMN GOOD!! - grr anon

I FINISHED PBTDL!!!!!

thank you so much! and no, it’s not weird. it’s actually very very sweet and touching and i am alllll up in my feels abt it. THANK U. i’m so happy to have had you along for the ride. THANK YOU SO MUCH. ♥️😭😭😭😭😭😭🫂

#ask me #anon #grr anon #MWAK THANK U BFF

[koolades-world]

Hello is hug deprived anon again (this might be becoming my name oh no) and I’ve had an idea

I’m sure we can all agree that mammon deserves all the love, especially because his brothers are too mean to him, they pretend they don’t love him too constantly

So, what if Mammon is away for a week, doing photoshoots or dealing with witches or something, and MC is moping because they miss him,, like, they keep turning to their side to whisper to him and then like deflating when they see no Mammon,, and like, reaching out on that side to hold his hand and then being confused when there’s nothing there, and then they realize :( maybe they stole his blanket from his room because it smells like him, so it’s the best substitute for Mammon hugs while he’s away

Maybe Beel (idk if any of the other bros would be nice enough to tell him) is texting him like “your human is too sad come back soon” and sending him pictures of MC doing this stuff

When Mammon returns MC jumps on him for hugs like “you’re home!!!!!”

Idk I think he’d cry

I think he would feel very loved and probably also cry abt it

What you think? What do you think he’d do?

(If you choose not to write anything about this no worries obviously) (but I eventually might lol I think it’d be very cute and make him very happy to have someone who really misses him when he’s away)

HI!! haha if you want and plan to request more, feel free to pick an anon name! or I could just call you something like hug LOL

wayyy back when I first got into obey me in like 2021, there was this one specific fic I read kind of similar to his idea where mammon was upset at be mistreated and mc stood up for him and it was this cute bonding moment, and this request kinda reminded me of that!! gonna try to channel it a little bit

this idea is literally so cute and I'd be happy to write it! it makes my brain like a cat who has the zoomies hehe enjoy :D

How Ironic

You watched agonizingly as the clock ticked by even slower than usual. You'd been trying to do some sort of work, or anything other than stare at the damned clock forever now, but you just couldn't focus.

It had been exactly four days, six hours, and fifteen minutes and counting since Mammon had left for a week long promotional photoshoot in another ring of hell. You had your sad, but sweet send off and you promise yourself that time apart might be good for you. After all, it always felt like you could never get anything done with Mammon around. Yet, here you were, staring blankly at a clock with a blank piece of paper and pen in front of you.

Finally deciding to throw in the towel for now, you got up from your desk in your room. A walk to a local convivence store was in order. Snacks and fresh air wasn't a combo you could pass up. On your way out, you passed the door to his room which was slightly ajar. You briefly had the thought to poke your head in and ask him if he wanted to come, before remembering that he wouldn't be in there. You continued your walk to the front door, where you put on your shoes and grabbed a bag that had a few necessities in it for the short journey.

Thankfully, you hadn't passed any of his brothers on the way there, meaning you didn't have to explain yourself or have them ask to tag along. While you enjoyed their company, they weren't Mammon. If you needed help, you could always summon one of them thanks to the pacts, but you needed this short walk to clear your head.

The air was unfortunately stifling and overly humid outside, making you glad you were dressed light. It was basically just your pajamas but when you went out with Mammon, the two of you did this every time. As you autopiloted to your favorite corner store, your thoughts wandered back to Mammon again. You wondered how he was doing and if he missed being at home. You couldn't blame him if he didn't and hoped he was enjoying his time away from home as much as you wished he was by your side.

Once you got to the store, you wandered around for a bit, debating what to get. After grabbing a small basket, you began to pile in various things that sounded good. Once the basket was full, you came to the realization that all the snacks were Mammon's favorites; hell sauce flavored instant noodles, Chaos Devil Cider and ginger ale to mix, Devilbee honey popcorn, and a variety pack of Devildom gummies. This is what he introduced you to the first time you did a snack run together. You decided, in light of this discovery, to buy extras for him for when he got back. You figured he would enjoy it and it was the least you could do to thank him for introducing you to so many tasty things you would've not tried otherwise. Once you checked out, you returned back to the House of Lamentation with a new skip in your step.

You made your way back up to your room, and passed the ajar door of Mammon's room again. Memories of the two of you together flooded back again, and you couldn't help but step in. Just being in his room was like he was really right next to you again. You couldn't help but sit on his sofa and think about how much you missed him even though it hadn't even been a full week. His absence made you realize how much you missed his presence. After a moment, you decide to leave the snacks you bought for him on his bedside table so his brothers were less likely to wander in and find them before him.

As you were setting down everything you'd gotten for him, you something caught your eye just about to fall off the end of his bed. After you picked it off the edge of his bed, you realized it was the hoodie he always wore around the house. It was faded from lots of usage and the strings were fraying. You knew it smelt like his cologne and his shampoo from all of the tight embraces he'd given you while wearing it. You for sure thought he would've taken it with him, but it looked as if he had thrown it off last minute and thrown it on his bed without looking back.

Looking around as if someone might be watching (which could very well be the case since Lucifer was notoriously quiet), you pulled it to your chest and deeply inhaled. Of course, there was the chance that it was dirty, but you couldn't care less. It wasn't anything you hadn't seen of him before. Since there really wasn't anything stopping you, you took it back to your room with you. You weren't even really that cold, in all honesty. It was more of the idea that he was right next to you since it smelt just like him.

You continued your night like you had before you left, just with his hoodie on. You were magically much more productive wearing it and you managed to get several things done. Usually, you would be chatting with Mammon on the phone at about this time to talk about how your days were, but he was unfortunately busy with something work related. Instead, you decided to send him a sweet goodnight text and send a picture of your set up with the food and the show you've been watching one episode at a time. Not expecting a response before you called it a night, you turn your phone off and focused on eating and watching tv.

Beel wasn't sure what woke him up first: his stomach or Mammon blowing up his phone. Sitting up in his bed, he peered at his screen, squinting at it. He had at least twenty texts from his brother asking him to check on Mc for him after they hadn't responded to his texts. He wasn't sure if Mammon knew they were probably asleep or if he was just worrying for no reason. Either way, he decided to check on them for him anways. After his kitchen run, of course.

After letting Mammon know, he got out of bed and left his room. On his way to the kitchen, however, he ended up following the smell of cup noodles to Mc's room. There, he was able to complete both of his missions. He snapped a picture of Mc fast asleep with a couple half finished snacks, then took the snacks. Mission complete.

Mammon was only halfway through the only kind of dumb business dinner when he spammed Beel about Mc. He was more worried than he would admit to himself about them. He knew it was probably nothing and that they had fallen asleep, but Beel was usually awake at this time eating anyways. The food was nice and he was the star of the show, but the dinner was much too stifling for his taste. Most importantly, it was cutting into his precious time with Mc, something he looked forward to at the end of every day. He loved getting to hear their voice after being away from them for so long. He missed getting to see them in person, but getting to hear them was next best.

As he was poking at his food, he finally got the response he was waiting hand and foot on. Beel had responded with just an image at first, so he scrambled to open it. He breathed a sigh of relief. It was a picture of his beloved Mc fast asleep in their bed. You looked so peaceful but your face was barely visible because of the hood pulled up over your eyes. After squinting, he realized the hoodie you were wearing looked oddly familiar. He realized that that was his hoodie, the one he'd left on his bed when he was late the morning he left.

He could barely contain his excitement and it must had been evident on his face since those around him glanced at him, and then between each other a few times. He saved the photo to his phone, and texted Beel back a thanks. As everyone talked around him, he debating asking to leave the shoot early right then and there. If he left right now, he would be able to make it home before you woke up. While he entertained this thought for a while, eventually he decided to stick it out since there were only a few days left. As soon as he was allowed to leave, however, he would buy you something with the paycheck he'd be given. Something nice, maybe a gold bracelet that would remind you of him when you see it. He spent the rest of the night thinking, then dreaming about you. He could only hope you were doing the same. (you were <3)

After those final two and a half agonizing days and many texts later, it was finally time for Mammon to return home. For now, he decided to leave his car parked just outside the house, since he may or may not have been planning to take you out to dinner later that day. As soon as he walked in the door, one of his suitcases in tow, something, or rather someone, attacked him with a flying hug. At first, he was processing the situation as Mc began to squeal and squeeze him as tight as they could into a hug. He wasn't really sure where they had come from, but he knew who it was as soon as their arms were around him.

"MAMMON!" Mc swung the both of them around, buzzing with excitement. "Diavolo, I missed you so much. I don't want to let go of you. If you don't take me with you next time, I might die of sadness and loneliness!" Their arms were around his neck, and their face in his chest. He finally let go of his suitcase and hugged them back. He held them close, shutting his eyes for a moment to take it all in.

"I missed ya too. 's good to be back." He, again, couldn't stop the smile from growing on his face. His brothers never expressed themselves the way Mc was to him in that moment, so he wasn't quite sure how to feel. They never seemed excited to see him, so it was so refreshing to see Mc visibly excited and made him feel truly loved. All their time apart was worth moments like these.

As MC was squealing, a few of his brothers began to gather around the foyer around them. Perhaps they heard them, or maybe they knew he'd be back today at around this time. Either way, he waved at them, still keeping an arm around Mc.

"Guys! Mammon is back." Mc nuzzled his neck, still holding onto him.

"We can see that." Belphie remarked, sounding unamused. Mammon's smile faded a little. So, they didn't care that he was back, did they? He should've expected that from them. Actually, they probably wished he'd been gone for longer with the way they treated him sometimes.

"I talked to you guys about this. I don't expect you to do what I'm doing, but you need to show him you're happy he's back. You can't lie, he's irreplaceable! I don't know what I'd do without him, and I missed him so much." Just like that, Mc's words lifted him back up. Suddenly, he was no longer upset that his brothers didn't care. He had the attention and care from the person he thought about the entire time he was gone. "Shame on you all. Don't expect me to talk to you for the next few days. Let's get your things from the car, and go upstairs. We have so much to catch up on!" Mc only let go of his neck to grab his hand instead. They dragged him back out of the house, shutting the door with their foot behind the two of them.

"Mc, ya didn't have to do all that fer me..." Mammon glanced back at the shut door. His brothers didn't open it, or try to follow them.

"But I did! You're my first man, after all. I really can't express how much I missed you and just saying it doesn't feel like enough." They reached into the trunk of his car to begin taking out his suitcases. Mammon moved them aside gently, not wanting them to do even more for him that he felt as if he didn't deserve.

Mammon was silent for a moment, then decided to go digging through his backpack for the bracelet he'd bought for you. He hoped it would make it easier to tell you how he felt. "Here, this is fer you." He presented the small, black box to them. Looking caught off guard, they accepted it and opened it carefully. Your mouth dropped open as you saw the golden piece of jewelry he bought for you on the drive back.

"Mammon! This is beautiful. Thank you so much! But, I don't understand why. What's the occasion?" You removed it from the box and held it up to the light to study it. Several small charms hung off of it.

"That's the thing. There isn't one." He took a deep breath and looked down at his feet before continuing. "I just... yer so good to me. Ya texted me daily, called me daily, thought about me while I was gone, and even waited fer me like that so ya could surprise me when I got back. Ya care, and I know I'm not the best with showin' I care and it makes me feel shitty. Thank you, fer everythin'. I really missed ya." He couldn't see how Mc reacted, but was essentially tackled into another hug again by them.

"Mams, you show me you care in little ways. Just because you don't say it, doesn't mean that you don't. You just being back here with me is more than enough." He immediately thought about how ironic the entire situation was. He never actually told them how he felt and treated them like garbage sometimes, and he thought it might've been pushing the person he cared for most away, but really, he never had to worry about that. he'd never considered that they could see past his inability to admit his feelings. He hugged them back, savoring the moment since this time they were alone.

"Thank you Mc." He held back happy tears.

"No, thank you! Thank you for always being by my side. Now, instead of actually unpacking, let's just lock the car and sneak back inside. Maybe they'll eventually feel sorry and come looking for us, but we'll actually be hiding right under their noses. It'll be like a spy mission." Mc giggled leaning back to see his face. Mammon let them look him in the eyes, glistening tears and all.

"Yeah, let's do that. We can watch that movie ya wanted to watch and just share headphones." He found himself joining in with the quiet laughing along to something he wasn't sure either of them really understood. Something he did understand however, was that he knew he was loved back by the one he loved the most, and couldn't ask for more.

#almost published this unfinished and with all the notes I leave to myself #wouldve been so embarrased #if i have a million ideas but no time i just kinda word vomit it all out so later me can use the ideas in the way now me intended #and so i don't forget lol #i'm very forgetful lol #hug deprived anon! #obey me #obey me! #obey me x reader #obey me beel #obey me mammon #grr had a whole battle with the divider the entire time I wrote #not proofread lol #omswd #obey me shall we date #obey me mc

[screampied]

pls hear me out on hakari and kusakabe—

oh—oh wow i am listening 🧍‍♀️

#anons 💌 #OHMYGHFFFFOOGG #suddenly i am just one hole #I NEEDTO WRITEFOR THEMMMMMMM grr

[deoidesign]

Older Steve is my new gender goal.

He's literally sooooooooooo

#like #ARF ARF ARF BARK BARK RRAAAAAA GRRR GRR #ykwim. #gnawing gmashing etc #i desire him #i wanna be him #scream #asks #anon

[transramcoa]

“I hope you become an actual ramcoa victim…” - anon

I know your an anti and all but thank you smm !!! I hope I do as well, that’d be awesome and would help cure some dysphoria !! :33

Thank you for supporting me and my transition anonie

#this is both /s and /srs tbh #(this is something an anon said like rn) #grr I hope you become something that’s literally what you identify as #ask #anon #tw hate #tw hate anon

[gatorlovebot]

Thinking about BSF!Simon going through your porn (visual, audio, or written) to figure out your type and what you want because he’s already decided his heart is for you alone.

(Maybe when he sees you like male subs and puppy boys that starts his own interest in it👀)

-🐶

ooh i love this!

he just needs to know what you like, right? so he can mold himself to be perfect for you. when he scrolls through the videos of men whining for their partners, being used as toys, being tied up and pegged he almost drops his fucking phone. he never would have thought. he’s chubbing up before he even knows it, stroking his cock imagining you calling him your good boy <3

#🐶 anon #grr i could bark rn thinking about him

[pcktknife]

is submas like christmas for subs

these thangs

#asks #anon #im so mad i dont have my entire submas folder anymore i had so many pictures grr

[aang3ll]

BOO

you’re a cutie

byebye

-🎀

NOT TRUE WHO IS THIS

#grr I'll find you #asks #anon

[hindulivesmatter]

https://www.tumblr.com/tiredguyswag/739962425354387456/hinduphobia-is-literally-not-a-thing-in-india?source=share

I wanna see ur take on this.

Feel free to ignore otherwise.

I'm saying this in the nicest possible way, but I genuinely don't give a shit about these people anymore. Half their sources come from Al-Jazeera and the like. They support Hamas and like to harass us in our ask boxes. I do not take these people seriously.

So all I would like to say to their post is: "Ok bro sure"

#anon asks #answered #no seriously why would i spend time collecting resources and formulating arguments when i already know they'll take one look at my username #and go “grr sanghi bullshit” and completely disregard what i have to say #im not here for them lmao #but props to them for being so ignorant it must be nice

[nabesthetics]

Hm. I want to share stuff about my disaster Apprentices more often again.

#grr between a huge art/writing block and a spike of Fear of Being Annoying I just kinda stopped posting shit and it bothers me #I'd ask for prompts but I don't wanna turn anon asks back on. some people out there can't behave

[axellion]

re: skizz abt dave chapelle. saying this as a trans dude myself, he did (and my heart dropped a bit) but then both he and impulse kinda keep bringing up harry potter and how they love it. my impression is they're just kinda... being older white dudes, sometimes. not being malicious, but definitely lacking some sensibility on some matters and not looking to self-reflect on it. which sucks, yeah, but again, at least it's the oblivious-and-a-little-stubborn-about-it rather than the actively-hateful kind of microaggression ig.

alright thank you 💕 easing my anxiety one trans anon at a time /lh

#axel.txt #skizzleman #some of the other hermits also bring up Harry Potter a lot and i just sigh #but yeah thank you anon!! #and to anyone seeing this post after the fact: #I wasn’t trying to be like grr grr angry #ive just been dealing with stuff and my mind was just like ASSUME THE WORST ASSUME THE WORST #but yeah hahahah

[tonberry-yoda]

If you're name only requests are still open can you do jotaro please.

OMG I LOVE JOTARO!! sorry... that was aggressive. I just havent wrote for him in a really long time. Thank you so so much omg. This is gonna be fun!! I hope you enjoy as much as I do and I hope you have a great day anon!!!

At the Coffee Shop - Jotaro Kujo

Pairing - Jotaro Kujo x reader

Warnings - none!

Word Count - 563

Notes - I am loving this event and am so happy with the characters you guys are giving me! this is super simple and I will be doing it more often!! I think I am going to end this event at the end of the week, but I will let you know in a seperate post. And if you still want to participate, just send me in a character name (event is also linked below). Have a great day and stay hydrated!!! <333

“Jotaro?” You dropped a ceramic mug, shattering it to pieces on the tile flooring of the cafe you owned.

“O-Oh…” Jotaro rubbed the back of his neck, his face going a bright shade of red. “Hey. I uh… didn't know you worked here.”

“Y-Yeah,” you quickly swept up every broken piece you could find, your face turning a dark crimson. “I do. It’s uh… It's been a while, huh?” You threw away the pieces of the mug into the trash and turned back to Jotaro.

He looked way different. I mean, yeah… he was older, but… wow. The last time you had seen each other was at the airport after Egypt. You stayed in a bit of contact, but you haven't actually seen each other. The last place you were expecting to see him was in a cafe in the middle of the little town of Morioh.

“It sure has. What have you been up to?” Jotaro pulled up a chair and sat down, looking at you with those gorgeous eyes. God, you hated how you still looked at him like a child with a stupid crush.

“Uh… nothing really. I just decided to open a coffee shop… that's about it. Speaking of, do you want anything to drink?”

“Oh, yeah. That’s why I came in here in the first place. I'll just take a black coffee.” The man never changed, did he?

You chuckled to yourself and made him a black coffee, setting it down at his table. “You know, Jotaro,” you pulled up a chair, holding your own coffee in between the sleeves of your sweater. “You look really good in white.”

Jotaro smiled at you and you smiled back, hiding your blushing face with your hair.

“So is there really nothing interesting going on with you, y/n? I mean, you still have a stand and all, I just can't imagine the strong person I met back in the 80s is now just the owner of a silly little coffee shop.”

You could see the slight shock in his eyes, and you couldn't blame him. You knew how to use your stand. You were smart and strategic. You worked well with others. You were… definitely not just some simple coffee shop owner. At least back then you weren't.

“I worked for the Speedwagon Foundation for a while, but… I don't know. I guess I just didn't like it. I like my coffee shop. Do I miss the danger and action from back then? Sure. But real life isn't really like that. Plus, Morioh is nice.”

“It is nice. I quite like it.” Jotaro swirled his coffee in his hands before gulping the rest of it down.

“So, why are you here? It's just odd to see you in such a small town.”

“Right,” Jotaro giggled. “I guess you’re not caught up in a lot. Just some stand stuff.”

“Ah, gotcha.”

“You know… you could help me if you wanted to.”

You looked up, immediately beaming. “Really?!”

“Of course. I guess I miss us as a team.”

“I knew you had a soft spot, Kujo.” You stood up and quickly landed a peck onto Jotaro’s cheek. “Let me grab my jacket and we can get going.”

Jotaro watched you walk out of the room with a bright red face, dusting his fingers over the warm spot you left on his cheek.

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@tonberry-yoda

#jotaro #jotaro kujo #jotaro x reader #jotaro kujo x reader #jjba #jjba x reader #jojos bizarre adventure x reader #writing #my writing #fanfic #fanfiction #anon #requests #tumblr decided to get on my nerves tonight and it took me forever to post this #grr #jotaro part 4 #hope everyone is having a good day tho :)

[daddyn3xus]

Trying not to drool right now I am so unbelievably horny. Just. Using all my self restraint not to grind against my sheets jfc

-🌙

Oh yeah? Why are you restraining yourself, baby? It'd make daddy so happy to know my words make you feel good~

#lee txt #inbox answer #god im so #grr #so hard to type with one hand #moon anon

[emotionally-drained-pauling]

hey guys its me anon and today ill be getting beaten with a pipe and drinking acid

(i literally went anon just to let you calm down. let it all out, go on.)

grr don't disrespect my friends you little monochrome bitch *bonks you with pipe and drags you by the ankles into a tub of suspicious green liquid.* Into the acid you go, sunglasses cunt.

#grr #bad anons suck #that was way more filtered than it could've been #emotionally drained pauling #tf2 #miss pauling

[pervybutch]

Extensive foot care routine that tickles oh so much? That sounds absolutely lovely to help with !! :3c

it’s how i keep my paws so soft!!! it does tickle but that’s a sacrifice i have to make if i wanna have irresistibly soft soles ^_^

#crow.txt #anon #ask #pretending this didn’t make me so embarrassed #yet again almost did not answer bc woaaasydhhdhxjchf #this is def goign to give me brain rot though 😀👍 #i hope u are happy w urself 😡 grr

[zosonils]

looking at your characters on artfight again and :o you play masks rpg? your hero looks so cool! what playbook are they?

aaa thank you! i only learned about masks pretty recently but i'm very excited to start our session, the worldbuilding and playstyle seem like they'll be way up my alley

beatrice uses the delinquent playbook! i was tossing up between that and the transformed for a while, but settled on delinquent because a. their backstory and motivation are moreso about their resolve to take control of their life and body back from the authority figures trying to limit it, and b. since i settled on their robot arms just being scifi disability aids rather than a more sonicky roboticisation i'd rather avoid the implications of using the character class revolving around scary grotesque disfiguring transformations

#oooooh anon i am sending my beam attack that makes you feel joy at you for asking about my oc <3 <3 #bea sweep forever #anon #man. artfight </3 i am struggling so badly to muster up the motivation but grr raagh i WANT to attack people so badlyyyy