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lancermylove · 4 months

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All I Need is a Hug (HC)

Fandom: Obey Me

Pairing: Demon bros with gn!Reader. Luke platonic.

Warning: None

A/N: One of those moments where you have experienced criticism for crying and can't cry openly in front of others. And all you need and want is a hug.

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Prologue:

'You are weak.'

'Can you stop crying?'

'I am not interested in your fake tears.'

'You are annoying me.'

These were just some reasons you refused to cry in front of anyone. Rather than helping you, they only added to your pain. So, when you were having a stressful day, you found a corner in the House of Lamentation and quietly cried your heart out.

From a ways away, he heard you crying. He knew you didn't like crying in front of others but couldn't bring himself to walk away from there. You were in pain, so how could he leave you to cry alone?

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Lucifer quietly approached you and wrapped his arms warmly around you, holding you close to his chest. His embrace was protective and shielding. As he pulled the closed against his chest, you heard the calm rhythm of his heartbeats echoing in your ear. If you had looked up, you would have seen Lucifer's understanding and affectionate gaze. Your tears were far from a burden, but he wished he could take your pain away.

Mammon ran up to you and pulled you into his chest with a sense of urgency. He didn't ask questions or make any statements; he simply held you firmly in his arms. You could feel the warmth emanating from his chest, but his breaths were short and fast. You sensed panic and desperation in his actions as he desperately tried to offer his love and comfort. If Mammon could hug your pain away, he would forever hold you in his embrace.

Levi hurried to your side and hugged you tightly, leaving no room between his body and yours. He wanted to shield you from everything and everyone, even your own sadness. Seeing you in this state tugged on his heartstrings and gave rise to the emotions he had suppressed for years. While comforting you, Levi quietly cried along with you.

Satan slowly approached you, not wanting to startle you, and pulled you into an embrace. When his eyes met yours, he gave you a reassuring gaze, understanding your pain and wanting to offer support and comfort in any way you want him to. Satan did say a few encouraging words to you. "Let it all out. Cry for as long as you need to. I am here for you."

Asmo panics and rushes to your side. His first instinct was to envelop you in his warm and affectionate embrace. Asmo's hands slightly shook due to his concern for you, but he tried his best to keep them steady. The fifth brother lovingly stroked your head, hoping it would aid your aching heart. Asmo's actions indicated that he wanted to ensure you knew he was there for you.

Beel quickly wrapped his arms around you from behind and held you close to him. He knew it was important for you to let your emotions out, but it hurt him to see you cry. He buried his face on the top of your head, wanting to provide you as much physical and emotional support as he could. If Beel could have taken your sadness on to him, he would have done it in a split second.

Belphie gently wrapped his arms around you. His hug was like a blanket of warmth that hid you from the world and provided a safe place for you to let your emotions out. His expression held concern but was gentle, wanting to show that he was there for you and understood your pain.

Bonus:

Luke hesitantly wrapped his arms around your shoulders as you sat in the corner. Despite his little frame and small arms, the young angel tried his best to give you the most affectionate and comforting hug he could. Seeing your tears and hearing your sobs was enough to draw tears to his eyes. He wanted to know what he could do to make you happy. Cook for you? Make desserts? Yell at a demon? Whatever it was, Luke was ready to do it if it meant you would not be in pain.

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skyeslittlecorner · 1 month

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As someone who's craving whb contents, i love ur scenarios so muchhhhhhh

I've seen the smol kings and it was so cute :33

Can i request the kings with smol mc, but maybe slight angsty because Mc lost their parents when they're young and stuff...

I'm so happy you find this entertaining, because I'm not going to stop lmao You're stuck with me. Poor things. Love you too

We've already had kings with a little shy MC, now it's time to see how they deal with a sad or crying one

We may say it's a little continuation of this request

Satan will let you cry if you want. Expressing emotions is healthy. He told himself that you can do whatever you want, even if it means yelling and snotting on his shirt. That doesn't mean he'll leave you alone; he'll hug you, and you can bury your face in his shoulder, covered with soft hair that smells like sunny cat fur. Safe and hidden from the whole world. If you're frustrated and want to beat him with your little fists, he's there for you, too. He understands your pain, as he also lost loved ones. Loses people every day in the war... he knows what it's like when your emotions control you more than you control them. Although you express it in a much less destructive way than he does. Maybe deep down, he envies you for being able to afford something like that.

Mammon will be very concerned. His little master is unhappy? Why, can he do something about it? Cuddled against a large chest and tucked into huge arms, you feel safe. But... unfortunately your pain doesn't come from outside, where Mammon can protect you, but from inside. He will rock you and try to gently distract you. He knows you very well. Whether it's a design show or just a playground, Mammon knows what you like and will take you there to cheer you up. And all his nobles will join him. You can count on hugs from Eligos and be carried in Valefor's arms, even Bimet will let you play and fly on his skulls.

Beelzebub, like Mammon, will try to comfort you, but in a less gentle way. Are you crying? These are definitely bad memories. He is also often tormented, and he has a way to deal with it. Break them down like soreness. You won't even have time to cry properly. Cuddled in his arms, you suddenly feel the strong smells of spices. Is this an Indian bazaar? Beel will grab vada pav for you and for himself, and while eating street food, you will watch how other snacks are prepared. A few moments later, you will find yourself in front of the coliseum, where you will watch an artist painting landscapes with sprays. (By the way, Italy, mafia, Beel feels at home here, don't let him into the fireworks stands.) Snowy Carpathians, mustangs on the prairies, atolls of coral reefs, when such a colorful kaleidoscope flashes before your eyes, you won't have time to cry. Beel will only breathe when you fall asleep in his arms. Even though he was entertaining and laughing with you the whole time, there was a boulder in his chest. Only passing tourists who see a handsome man with a child in his arms, sitting by the fireplace and staring into the flames, will be able to see that he is hunched over with worry.

Leviathan isn't the happiest when you're crying on his shoulder. You will see this, and you will want to run away from him, but he will grab you in his arms before you can. Who let you? It's better that no one sees you like this. Come. You will stay with him. He will wipe your tears with a tissue and tell you to blow your nose. Even if you are scared, over time, when you sit with him, you will realize that there is nothing to be afraid of. It's quiet and safe around. You won't even be warned for disturbing him at work. He will spend as much time with you as you need. But what will shock you the most... is his voice. He will walk with you in his arms and start humming softly. A voice more beautiful than an angel's, you will listen like a charm, although it is a purr quieter than a whisper. He simply did what he would like to receive if he were a crying child.

#whb #what in hell is bad #whb satan #whb beelzebub #whb leviathan #whb mammon #skye's little talk

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dyslexicmammon · 10 months

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Unwanted

Characters: Lucifer (Obey me!), Solomon (Obey me!) [not together]

CW// SFW, Angst ig? Yelling, Implied Lucifer x Mc, Implied Solomon x Mc, Nightbringer MC/attendant MC, You/Your pronouns used

A/N: Hiii~ I haven't written something in ages and I literally cannot remember how this drabble came about but, here you go. I couldn't find a way to end it because for me, Solomon is very hard to write for/about. The ending is open to add onto if you would like! uhhh idk what else to add. I'm gonna try and write more of my ideas since I'm having a hard time with art atm. Again this is just a short drabble lol

Chapter 2 / Ao3 / Divider Credit

“Here's some food Lucifer, you haven’t eaten all day and I’m worried- '' You were cut off by a groan. Lucifer rubbed his brow and with disdain in his voice “If I was hungry I would have come down to eat at the agreed times. I don’t need you out of all people to worry about me. Leave.” He touches his tongue with his gloved hand then goes to turn the page of the documents he’s currently working on, not daring to look up from his work.

Tears well up in your eyes as you place the well-prepared food you had made for the ungrateful Avatar of Pride down on his desk. On your way out you accidentally slam his study door behind you. You suddenly get a ping on your D.D.D, with its familiar and expected buzz you knew it was Solomon “I’m waiting outside ❤ ️”. You begin to move away from Lucifer's study, sighing and clutching your D.D.D to your chest. You hear a faint call of your name from behind the door. Ignoring it, you begin to make your exit.

The tears are having a hard time staying in as they desperately roll down your cheeks. In the main hall you spot Mammon and Beel who were talking about dinner. Desperately trying to go unrecognised by them you begin to walk further to the left of the hall you were now sharing. “Where do ya think you’re going mc??” Mammon reaches out to grab your arm. Without thinking you pull away, only sniffling in response. “Yeah we haven’t had dinner yet” Beel says with a sympathetic half smile. Wiping your tears aside and in a shaky voice you apologise to the hungry demon. Looking at him, hoping to see that compassionate smile you once knew from your long nights hanging out and eating snacks. Only to be met with a faint smile from the gluttonous demon.

Mammon laughs nervously, feeling the tension in the air then announces “It's okay Beel! We don’t need some attendant taking care of us! We got this!” and giving his brother a slap on the back. Feeling unwelcome from the 2 oldest brothers' attitude you pick up your pace once again and head straight for the front door. A couple moments pass or faint grumbles from both demons until you hear the Avatar of Greed as he runs and reaches for your hand “Hey! You haven’t had dinner yet either!”. Unable to hold back the tears anymore, a steady stream begins to trail down your face as you start crying uncontrollably. “You said it yourself! You can cook yourself and your brother's dinner just fine. You can also clean up after yourself. You don’t need me! so let go Mammon!” You had never raised your voice at any of them before. After pulling yourself free from his grasp, you exclaim “Solomon is taking me out to dinner & I have to go. Not that you people care if I’m here or not. Oh and don’t bother cooking for Lucifer either.” Suddenly looking up at the banister, like he had control over your body you noticed the demon himself. Trying to hide the panic in your eyes you wipe away your tears and swiftly begin your descent upon the front door once more, ready to brace the elements. “Have a nice night.” you say, your voice cracking a little before slamming the door behind you.

With the tension seemingly broken by the wooden door now between you and the avatars the tears flow harder than ever before and the air becomes heavy in your lungs. That's when you hear light human footsteps rushing towards you. Solomon was now staring in shock. With his face merely inches away from your own. He quickly but gently wraps his arms around you and holds the back of your head. “Oh my, Mc what's happened? Why are you upset?” Responding to his touch, your arms snake around his chest as you wail into his shoulder. Hearing the demons on the other side fast approaching, he picks you up and casts a shield spell to protect you and silence the yells of a certain white haired demon.

“Let's get you out of here my love, our date can wait” he quickly begins to escort you away from the HOL. You can hear faint yells from what you assume to be the brothers calling your name...

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slasherstories123 · 1 year

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Jason, Micheal, Bubba, penny & art reacting to their child luring/helping In a victim, like maybe the slashers were struggling to get a victim and their child comes and helps

Example: reader pretending to be hurt so the victim gets close enough for the slashers to kill them

Or something like that

Ty and have a great day 💝

Slashers with a child reader who helped them lure a victim

Paring: Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers, Bubba Sawyer, Pennwyise, and Art the clown

Tagslist: @dootys @callmemeelah @fluffy-little-demon @mehidktbh @slash3rl0v3r @the-anxious-youth @beanbagbitch @mrs-heelshire @oneofvincentscandles @alexxavicry @vexeliers-breakroom @naxxsstuff @beel-mcburger @emychan @charliedawn @sleepypersonblog @slasherscrybaby @anim3l0v3r @kawaistrawberry21 @l0sercat @sadskies @bunnysenpai31 @turdmongler

Jason Voorhees

Now say it with me

You’re 👏🏾 Going 👏🏾 In 👏🏾 Time 👏🏾 OUT👏🏾

Quite literally, once he sees you in the act you’re not leaving that corner until you learn your lesson

He doesn’t want you to partake in any of his killings, his fear is hurting you and he wouldn’t forgive himself for it.

Jason can be a chilled out dad but he knows when to put his foot down when it comes to you, he learned his sternness from his mother

Once he killed the victim he thought you were actually injured by his traps until you laughed thinking everything was fine. “See! I’m fine dad!”

He let out a huff, his one blue eye staring dead at you. “Aw shoot.”

You didn’t leave the time out corner for a hot minute while he’s scolding you in sign language. “Dad, can I leave the corner now?”

He looked at you, just by the presence alone was his own way of saying no.

Michael Myers

It depends on how bad the killing is.

If it’s an easy kill, he’s not mad, but if it’s a bad one, he’s making sure you don’t leave the house in his next killing

Michael is an okay dad but he could do better, if you want to join him in killings then who is he to stop you, unless he knows for sure that it’s not safe for you

Michael has limits, and when something teach his limits, he stops… unless it’s killing someone’s, when it comes to you, he’s trying his best to be a good father for you.

He saw you playing dead on the ground, a victim he had trouble with fell for your trick which made it a lot easier. The only thing Michael dosen’t do is kill people in front of you.

He’ll just drag them away while you stand there until he comes back, but say if you nearly got hurt, you’re not coming out the house next time.

He’ll lock you in the house from the outside if he have to, you’re staying in that house!

Bubba Sawyer

Bubbas the fun but overthinking father.

So when he sees you trying to help him he’s immediately gonna be worried, if the victim ran away after the plan failed he’s pushing you back in the house.

Bubba tried to be stern sometimes but it doesn’t work, he doesn’t have the heart to scold you but he knows it’s for the best.

Bubba don’t want you to partake in family killings, he at least want you to be the normal child. Plus, he does all the work so he wouldn’t want you to do anything that involves hurting people

Once he’s done killing, he’d try his best to explain to you why he wants you to stay in the house

He cares for your safety. And you getting hurt will make him cry literally

Heck, he cried the first time you called him dad.

Pennywise

Pennwyise is the dad who will encourage it. Until you get hurt. He’s like Michael, but more energetic.

Somehow, you two work well together. Even though pennywise plays as a child like personality, he’s really smart, so while he’s planning the attack, he’s watching you, making sure no kids try to hurt you in the process.

He taught you many things, but for hunting, he taught you how to play dead or fake an injury.

So if he’s having trouble with a feisty child, you’d play dead until the child takes the bate so pennywise can drag them away.

Just like Michael, pennywise won’t exactly kill children in front of you, his killings can be gruesome due to him biting and ripping their limbs/organs

He’s proud of you for stepping in, but is still smart enough to know that you can’t always do it. You can’t always help him, he’s powerful enough (even though he got jumped by seven kids) so he can take care of himself

But if you’re want to join then he has no problem.

Art the clown

Just like Jason, he’s putting you in time out.

Once he successfully killed the victim (without you looking because he had gruesome killing methods) He’s placing you in the nearest corner, alleyway, store, wherever he’s at, you’re going in the corner.

Art’s the crazy but protective father. Sure he may likes to kill but he makes sure you don’t take any part in it. When the victims dead, he’s wa sing his fiver no at you. Then gently hitting you in the head

He’s mad, but also glad that you’re okay. His victims can be quite a handful but that makes it more fun for him. But he can’t be mad for long, he understands that you want to help.

If you get up and walk around, he’s pointing at the corner with a angry expression. “Aw come on dad I said I was sorry!” He pointed at the corner more aggressively. “Aw man..”

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obeyme-lost-thought · 1 year

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Angst: MC come back

Most of people show an aspect of MC that is different towards the brothers after coming back.... I show an MC that is broken and ask Lucifer for help. Sort of a general spoiler of Nightbringer

A little of Mc×Lucifer

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It passed some days form when MC returned to the present. All the while they never managed to utter a word. That's why Lucifer decided to get to the bottom of MC's feelings.

As he slowly enters the room, he finds the little human looking up at the tree that stands in the center of the room. They have a lost gaze, accentuated by dark circles under their eyes.

Lucifer: "MC, how are you? It's been more than 3 days since you locked yourself in this room. You need to have a full meal."

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No respons

Lucifer: "Please talk to me. Tell me what's on your mind."

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Mc: "I... am tired. When will all this end? When will I be able to stop worrying if this is really my room? What will I find if I go out?"

"I fought so hard to help you sort out your family dynamics. Now that I had done it, I thought we could enjoy this peace. Yet I found myself in the past."

"You were cold again towards me; Mammon didn't involve me in his plans; Levi was shy and avoided me; Satan... how could I deal with him?; Asmo could not look at himself in the mirror; Beel didn't know how to deal with this constant feeling of hunger, and Belphie still hated humans"

"It was you, but you weren't my family! Maybe it's just me, but I can't help but consider you my family. I just want to be with you, no worries or problems."

"You know how hard it was to wake up every day and keep from hugging you? I missed the good mornings and goodnights given on our chat. In the afternoon I didn't know what to do, having no homework to do. I'm serious Lucifer, I missed homework!. I also missed gaming nights with Levi or piano sessions with you. I missed the loud silence of the livingroom while watching DDD by the fireplace. I missed the impromptu dinners because others always showed up and we never had enough to eat"

"The others… You know how hard it was having to remember to be more formal with Diavolo? He also said for a long time that he had to send me back to the human realm. What was I supposed to do centuries or millennia in the past ?! Luckily Barbatos was inclined to let me stay. Besides, he couldn't stand Solomon. What the heck had he been up to at the time. But in the end I missed the afternoons spent at the castle talking of this and that over a cup of tea"

"Not even with Simeon and Luke was the same. I didn't help Luke in the kitchen and Simeno didn't ask me for advice on how to use the DDD. Only Salomon was a fixed point in all that chaos, but it wasn't like here in the present."

"I'm tired Lucifer. I was tired of fighting, I just wanted to come home here with you. And I'm worn out even now by this perpetual fear that it's not finished. That if I leave here I will be your "DevilSitter" and not just MC"

"Please.. Tell me it's all over. Tell me I can rest. Tell me that you are my family and that you love me"

As the human began to cry aloud, the Avatar of Pride could do nothing but embrace them. His mighty wings came out to wrap around their fragile bodies as much as possible.

Lucifer: "It is all right. You're at home Mc."

"If you go out you will find Mammon who is looking at the DDD sitting on the floor in front of your door; Leviathan in his room refusing to leave until you do too and checking your team games online to see if you are logged in; Satan is sitting on the couch in the living room near your favorite seat; Asmo is preparing a skin treatment for when you get out of here; Beel tries not to eat all the meals he has made for you these days; Belphie is sleeping next to Mammon on the floor, waiting for you. "

"Even Lord Diavolk comes constantly to find out how you are. If he can't come, call and send Barbatos. Then this one is working day and night to find out who did this to you. Luke cries every day in front of your door begging you to come out. Have you ever heard him? Simeon should console him, except that he stands at the door of the corridor praying that Luke's requests are heard. Solomon he said at the beginning that we had to give you time to get used to it, but now he too is starting to worry.

"And I'm here for you MC. I'm here for whatever you need. You're done dealing with us, now it's our turn. You just have to go out and get pampered."

"You are home MC, with your family"

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Little but sad. Lucifer big brother/mom

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rukkiya · 2 years

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just a little late

(obey me x reader)

forgotten AU

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How did they let this happen? No, how did he let it come to this. How did the man who swore to be your number one become the last person you talked to. Why’d he let you stray so far from him to the point where he doesn’t even recognize you anymore.

He doesn’t get it, doesn’t get why he let someone so important slip this far down, not only him though, all of them. The seven strongest demons of the devildom, the ones who were closest to their precious human exchange student were now left rendered speechless at the sight that was bestowed upon them.

It was like they were snapped out of a long trance. You didn’t dare look them in the eyes when your room door came crashing down, you couldn’t. You didn’t dare meet any of their worried gazes as you only looked up at Simeon who was applying pressure onto your open wound.

Simeon was the only person in your room that you felt the most comfortable around, having all the brothers in your room made you feel nervous. Attention has always been something you disliked and right now you were the center of it.

But why all of a sudden? You never asked them to be here, never called for them, so why now? It's been months of negligence from them, of canceled days out and no time spent together so why do they care now? After a whole year of acting like you didn’t exist, the one time you don’t want them near you they all show up?

You let your head fall back, your gaze now glued to your ceiling as your head felt a bit too heavy to hold up to look at Simeon. You couldn’t even feel the gash in your leg anymore, all you could feel was the staring, the sick staring that made you pissed off at them all. You felt another pair of hands grab your arm making your turn to see though you already knew who it was by the voice.

“Hey, hey, you’re ok, we’ll get you bandaged up in no time.” Rachel assured you, nodding her head as you only blink at her now seeing double.

The new exchange student that arrived last year with you when you came back, Rachel. She was sweet, caring, pretty, and everything you weren’t. You truly didn’t dislike her though, in fact you were fond of her. You don’t blame the brothers for leaving you behind and forgetting about you in favor of her but seeing her worried face and crying didn’t make you feel any better.

You hated this, that something like this had to happen for them to notice. For them to realize how different you look or how much weight you’ve lost, how you reverted back to your old ways of being a ball of anxiety and scared too speak up. But no one could blame you. Rachel saw the way their attitudes did a 360 when she arrived, how they left you out and never invited you along with them anymore. She spoke to them about it but they told her she was being too nice, that you’ve had your fun and it was her turn now, but now they see the fruits of their labor. Yeah you’ve had your fun, too much of it and it was stupid of you to even think you could have more, how greedy of you truly, maybe Mammon really did rub off on you and you were expecting more than you hoped for.

The metallic smell of iron was strong, making the brothers sick to their stomachs. If it wasn’t for Simeon who practically broke down the front door none of them would’ve known you were bleeding out in your room, none of them. The thought alone terrified them. Belphigor was crying as Beel only stood next to him with a look of confusion and sadness, Asmo was a mess himself, Satan and Lucifer couldn’t even bring themselves to look at your state, they felt ashamed for not even catching on or checking up on you sooner, Levi was trying his best to not panic and Mammon was furious.

Back before the new exchange student arrived, everyone knew Mammon's feelings for you were far from platonic, and you felt the same for him. You were both practically glued to the hip and you didn’t mind one bit. Mammon helped you with so many things you didn’t think you’d be able to conquer and he’s been by your side for so long, you got attached as did he with you. Though you both felt “more than friends” feelings for each other you both never took it further with your relationship as you feared he’d regret it and you didn’t want to ruin what you had. So you left it at that, and it was fine, everything was fine. So why did it have to come to this? Why did he stop caring? Why do you look so different? So sad? Why didn’t he notice sooner?

Mammon's mind bombarded him with questions that only made him more angry, his fist clenched at his sides as you still refused to even look him in the eye, only barely holding you eyelids open as you stared at the one person who he couldn’t stand at the moment Simeon.

“Oi,” Mammon stopped his pacing, snapping his head as he glared down at Simeon, “Who did this?” He asked, voice going dangerously low, the room getting a tad bit more colder.

“I’m afraid I don’t know myself.” Simeon calmly replies as he rips off a part of his cape to wrap around your thigh.

“Dear, this is going to hurt for a second but please bear with me. It’s only to stop the bleeding for now. I’ll heal you back at the Purgatory Hall.” Simeon brushed the hair that was in your eyes away and looked down at you. You only gave him a nod, unable to speak up as you felt too embarrassed and tired to do so. He gently maneuvered your leg so as to not cause too much discomfort.

His hand gently slipped under your thigh as he slid the piece of fabric under and around, bringing the two ends together he made a small knot at the top and quickly down onto your wound making your eyes tightly shut and a hiss escaped your lips.

The disgruntled noises that escaped your lips only made everyone feel more uneasy, they felt horrible.

“It hurts,” the first words to come out of your mouth since they all entered.

“Who did this to you?” Mammon took a step closer to you wanting to hold you, any part of you, your hand, your face, to get you to look him in the eye for goodness sake. But you immediately snapped your head away from the direction he was in, instead you now stared at Rachel who only looked back and forth between Mammon and you.

“Tell me who the hell hurt ya?” Mammon speaks up again, coming out harsher as his teeth grit together. He wasn’t sure if he could keep up his composure any longer. He wasn’t one to get angry often but this made his blood boil. Who dared lay a hand on his human? He wanted to know who the hell hurt you, he wanted to hurt them, make them pay for making you feel such pain. For making you cry, for making your room smell of iron when taking one look at you, you can tell you lack enough already. Who the fuck hurt you? He thought to himself as he looked at your leg. You still avoided his eyes, turning your head away adding more anger than he already felt, more to himself than anything else. You really won’t look at him, you refuse to.

Simeon quickly finished wrapping up your leg, cleaning up the remaining blood that still came out. His gloves were now stained with your blood and he felt sick. Though he probably looked the most composed he was more than sure he was the one who was freaked out the most. He had only come over because you called him, you told him you got hurt, you didn’t tell him how you did or who exactly did this to you, but the second he heard you tell him you couldn’t stop the bleeding he ran straight for the house of lamentation.

He barged in the second the door was unlocked walking past Lucifer and running straight up to your room. But other than being scared, he himself was furious at the brothers. He’s seen their negligence and how it’s affected you to the point where it became worrisome and though you thought no one cared, Simeon did, he made sure to stay by you to make sure you didn’t fall too far into despair as it was his duty as your guardian angel to protect you at all costs. So imagine the anger he feels as he looks around the room to see all the brothers looking down at you with tear stricken worrisome faces, he knows they’re the cause of it all and he can’t stand them all being in the same room knowing your uncomfortable but he knows he needs to attend to you first and foremost, even though he feels like chewing them all out at this very moment.

Simeon rips his gloves off his hands, swiftly picking you up in his arms afterwards and turning on his heels heading straight for the exit of your room.

“We’re going to the Purgatory Hall now dear. Sorry if you feel any pain but I’ll get you healed up in just a bit.” Simeon smiled down at you, you only nod your head as you lay it on his shoulder, too drained to hold it up any longer.

Mammon and Lucifer quickly stopped Simeon, blocking his way of exiting your room.

“Where do ya think you’re going with them?” Mammon asks threateningly, his hand on Simeon’s shoulder stopping him from taking another step.

“We need to make sure they’re fine, they also need to tell us who is responsible for this.” Lucifer cuts in, standing in the doorway in front of Simeon.

Simeon held back the bitter laugh that wanted to erupt, instead he ripped his shoulder away from Mammon's hand, eyes narrowing at Lucifer.

“Make sure they’re ok? Ask them who did this? Why are you stepping up now? Do you know how long they’ve been bleeding out before I arrived? And none of you noticed. Besides, I’m more than sure you’re the last people they’d want to talk to about this. Now if you can please step aside I need to take them back to the purgatory hall to heal them properly.” Simeon pushes past Lucifer, shoulder shoving him as he maneuvers his way through the gap between the door frame and Lucifer, making sure to not move you too much in the process.

The two stood there stunned, rendered speechless. They had no rebuttal. Nothing they can say back because the words that Simeon spoke were true. They have no one but themselves to blame too. They always said that humans can’t get along with demons, sooner or later they would figure out that it was possible for them to reside together because you proved them wrong. You brought them back together and made them more of a family than they have been for the past thousands of years. But they took you for granted. They used you and threw you away when someone new stepped in. Now they were only realizing how far they took it. As they all stood in your room staring at your blood soaked carpet not uttering a word, none of them. They left you all alone, for gosh knows how long. They didn’t count but now not knowing scares them so much, but it was all up to them, they did it themselves and now it was too late, because you just might never return to who you were before. Might never greet them like back then, they won’t see your face light up or how one corner of your mouth turns up more than the other when they surprise you, all because they took you for granted.

Simeon swiftly made his way down the staircase and towards the entrance, all the brothers followed closely behind, still trying to get a proper look at you, still trying to see if you’d even look at them.

“Let me go with ya.” Mammon spoke from behind Simeon, catching up with his long strides in seconds.

“No need, your assistance isn’t needed but thank you for your concern.” Simeon didn’t even bother looking back as he quickly opened the front door.

Mammon immediately slammed it shut from behind, glaring at the back of Simeon’s head. “Mammon, we can discuss this later, don't cause a fuss, y/n needs to get treated.” Lucifer spoke up, knowing that Mammon would start to lose it if Simeon kept brushing him off the way he was. “Though I myself would like to go, I'm afraid there is nothing we can do to assist them as we can’t heal.” Lucifer sighed, he’s not one to admit defeat but at the moment he knew he couldn’t win, not when you were still bleeding out and when he’s been so distant this whole time.

“The hell with that, I’m goin’ I have to make sure that they’re-“

“That they’re what exactly? Fine? Don’t make me laugh.” Simeon pulled the door back again and everyone went silent as they were greeted with someone standing directly on the other side of it.

Dialovo only stood quiet, his gaze meeting Lucifer’s for a second only to fall on your form and he felt utter disappointment and sadness. His precious human exchange student, the very one he himself swore to keep happy and content was now hurt both mentally and physically from the brothers lack of attentiveness and his own.

“Simeon you shall proceed, please do so with caution we wouldn’t want to cause them any more discomfort then they feel right now.” Diavolo stepped aside, hand gesturing for Simeon to pass and Simeon swiftly did in a split second, not wasting any more time standing in the house that caused you so much suffering.

Mammon stepped out after Simeon to which Diavolo only planted a firm hand on his shoulder, saying nothing more but nodding his head, indicating to not even dare move from where he stands.

The brothers stood silent, Rachel was in the back still trying to process everything as it all happened too fast, though she’s been here almost a year now this was the first time something this serious has happened. Diavolo cleared his throat, looking back up at all the brothers he nodded his head.

“I think we all need to discuss y/n’s problem, what’s been going on for the past few months, and I’m sorry to say but their new living situation as well as they will be transferred to the Purgatory Hall to live with the other exchange students for the rest of their stay.” Diavolo announced seeing different reactions flash through every single one of the brothers faces but they didn’t dare oppose as they all knew, it’s too late for them to try because it was them who messed it up this bad in the first place. It was them who left you, and now you might never come back.

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authors note: hellooo hewwoo bagels back hehehe :3! and what a shocker oh my?? it’s not a genshin fic?? WHATT?? lol honestly it’s feels kinda weird to post any other fic’s that aren’t genshin related but I wanted to write this one lol. Worry not tho I still am writing genshin fics!! Now this is the forgotten AU prompt that was popular last year and I wrote it another one back then but never posted it but I re wrote it recently and decided why not post it on here lol, sorry if it’s not what your used to but I wanted to write for the obey me bois too bc I haven’t in so long (I’ve been playing since 2020) but I need to pick it up again lol re writing this made me want to so so yeah here is my first time posting an obey me fic! I hope you all have a good day and that you all enjoy!!<33

#obey me #obey me oneshot #obey me fic #obey me x mc #obey me x reader #obey me angst #obey me x gender neutral reader

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melon-cream-enmu · 1 year

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Anonymous asked: What fantasies do the demon bros have with chubby mc? Repost from peach-cream-enmu-archive

I know Lucifer is almost always head canoned as being into bdsm but I’m not into it so no he’s not😈 I will allow one thing though. Several characters may be lacking, like I don’t know how to write mammon…at all. Im also very yes and no on pet play so we’ll see how Satan goes. AFAB

Lucifer, on those nights where responsibilities are piling up, as are the papers on his desk, he can’t stop himself from thinking about you. Laying in his soft bed, tied up with white silk ribbons like a present. Gorgeous as it sits on your skin, and especially as you squirm impatiently. How it presses into the flesh of your arms, your stomach, your thighs…you look ethereal. He sighs frustratedly, pushing back his chair and undoing his belt.

Mammon loves imagining you on the most expensive, comfortable sheets money can buy, crying out at his perfect touches. He would never admit it, but he’d love to film you. He’d never sell it, no one else would ever see it, unless you say it’s ok, that is.

Leviathan may be the avatar of envy, but he cannot deny that he’d love to see you fucked by his brothers, the demon prince or his butler, Solomon, hell even Simeon. To imagine you getting fucked and coming on someone else’s cock gets all of his emotions brewing. But imagining you, held down on Diavolo’s lap as he thrusts up into you, your belly and tits bouncing with every sharp thrust, or several of his brothers using you and filling you, covering you in cum? He can’t help how hard it makes him. But what really does it is that at the end of all of that, knowing that you’d come back to him, a gross otaku, gets his pulse quickening.

Satan just can’t stop thinking about you with a pretty collar on, sitting at his feet at his chair in the student council room. Cute lingerie set cupping your breasts nicely as you press them to his knee and look up at him so sweetly. He wants to feel you huddle closer to him the more people stare at you. He wants you to feel humiliated, and feel that he’s your only comfort from the judgmental stares. Letting you up into his lap, stroking your spine, caressing your body, all while you hide your face from anyone in the room sounds so wonderful to him.

Asmo reaaallyyy wants to be a cam couple with you! You’d do so well! There’s so many demons every day itching to get a look at you beneath your clothes, and he wants to show them that yes, you are just as delectable as they imagine! And the fact that he’s the only one allowed to give you pleasure would feel invigorating in front of the massive stream. Seeing yourselves in the monitor set up for feedback, body rippling with each thrust, seeing all that grimm come in, knowing those in the other side are touching themselves to you is such a turn on and he wants to try it so bad!

Beel finds himself thinking about holding you off the ground and bouncing you on his cock. Feeling your ass in his hands and your thighs on his arms as your hands hold tight behind his neck and every muscle in your body trembles…he wants to feel it so bad. Fucking you on exercise equipment/at the gym too, but he’d never initiate something like that. You’re in public, and he doesn’t want people to stare at you or anything.

Fucking. You. On. Lucifer’s. Bed. Belphie just wants that power so bad. It’s not secret that each of the brothers looks at you some type of way ;) so staking his claim on you in Lucifer’s bed, letting the scent of you soak into his sheets for him to feel later. Or In Diavolo’s castle but he’d absolutely never try it. The demon prince does not get to even catch a whiff of your scent, he’s absolutely off limits. Belphie hardly let’s you be alone with him in a normal circumstance.

#creram om #cream filled #cream afab #obey me smut #leviathan smut #lucifer x mc #asmodeus smut #mammon smut #satan smut #beelzebub smut #belphegor smut

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poisonous-lemonade · 1 year

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Obey Me but With a Child!MC

How would the Younger Obey me brothers act if the MC was a human child (4-8 years of age)?

Older Brother Ver. Datable Ver.

The 5 demons sat inside the assembly hall of RAD. Awaiting the next arrival of the newest human exchange student. Beelzebub, grumpily muttering to himself. Asmodeus, looking at their nails idly. Satan, waiting patiently. And Lucifer and Diavolo gave each other worried looks when it was taking the student longer than they expected.

Suddenly, someone appeared on the floor in front of them, looking down. Diavolo stood to speak but then he saw how...small the human was. Lucifer seemed to notice too but only offered a reassuring smile towards Diavolo. That was before the human looked up. With tears in their eyes, trying to hold back their sobs. Grabbing the attention of the other 3 demons.

"Lucifer, is that a child?"

Satan

Has he read about human children? Yes

Does he think they're annoying? Yes

Does he think that a child's tantrum is worse than his? Sometimes

He's a lot more aware than the rest of his brothers and although he's not as bad as Leviathan, he doesn't want to take care of you not out of fear...but fear

Not of you, of course, he would never go so low...

"MC! Do not touch that!" Satan said, snatching one of his books out of your hands. He took a deep breath in, trying to keep himself calm before trying to make sure you didn't cry. "But, Satan..." You whine, crossing your little arms across your chest in a huff. Satan keeps his back turned to you, his hands closed tightly around the book. But the second he hears you stifle a laugh, he feels the hairs on the back of his neck stand. Oh, Lord Diavolo.

When Satan warms up to you, he takes it upon himself to be your sole bedtime reader

He'll read you whatever you want

And I mean whatever you want

Even if Lucifer disagrees, but that's just a plus

and if mammon is there, he'll make sure to annoy him as well

He'll like you more if you're a quiet kid but still have a mischievous side

He'll pull you out to prank Lucifer, pull you out to hang out at a cat cafe, maybe get Lucifer to let you keep a cat

He'll also tutor you whenever you need help

He, surprisingly, encourages you to call him you're older brother because that's how he sees himself

You end up calling your uncle and he gets so mad and you know, that's why you do it

You really are a demon-child

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Asmodeus

When he first saw you, he ran to you and pinched your cheeks

He thought you were so adorable

Such a cute little human

He insisted he takes care of you, at least once a week

He'll go all out, he'll even get you a candy makeup kit, not for you to eat but for you to practice makeup

"Okay, sweetheart, this is eyeshadow okay?" You nod along, staring up at him with wide, bright eyes. "You want to put it on your eyelids." He smiles. "Pick a colour." You hum to yourself and point to a light yellow. Asmodeus looks down at you, confused, yellow was never in his colour palette and yet he shrugs it off. You'll learn eventually.

You really like Asmo, he's really comforting and was always nice to you

He opened up to you and he trust you because he thought you could keep a secret and you could

Sometimes when he has people over, he pushes you away because again, you're a child

But he makes it up to you if you get upset with him

He teaches you to be confident, to be tough

He even cuddles you to sleep sometimes when Mammon is out gambling

He is your older brother, and he loves that

And you love him

Even if he acts like a bit of a bitch (his words, not yours)

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Beelzebub

He's as stoic as ever

He was also very suspicious of you

Like, a human exchange student, sure

A child?! Ha, yeah, no way

But when he saw the way you interacted with his brothers he was more comfortable with you

You pulled away from Asmo as he pinched your cheeks with a playful scowl. Beel watched from his seat with blank eyes, holding his stomach. His shoulders were tense as you looked up at Lucifer. His fist tightens when you play with Mammon's rings. But he's not mad, nor is he angry, he's just on edge. He'll learn to open up to you, he just needs time.

Once he's warmed up to you, he'll be a major parental figure in your life (after Lucifer, Mammon and Satan)

He's definitely more of a protector than anything

He doesn't follow you around like Mommon does, nor does he tuck you in and help you in your studies like Lucifer or Satan

No, he feeds you, he takes you out places, he brings you back food, he takes you to parks and his workouts, he sneaks you out of your room to eat food with him

He's the fun older cousin who acts more parental than your actual parents

He also lets you ride on his shoulders so you can feel taller and he'll carry you around if you fall asleep with him

All that platonic, domestic stuff

He'll also beat the shit outta anyone if you ask, no questions asked

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Belphgor

Man do I have things to say about this man

If Mc was a child Belphie would give up all hope

You want him to think that a child, let alone a human child, is gonna be able to help him

Yeah, no fucking way

He did try however to convince you to help him

And it worked

The convincing part

He still had no hope

"Bel, Bel, Bel!" You gleamed excitedly as you ran up the stairs. Belphie jolted up from his slumber, rather quickly. Startled, he fell off his bed with a loud thud, the attic walls shaking silently. You appear in front of his door like you had just teleported there. You suck in a breath playfully, like you were mocking him. He groaned, his back sore and in pain. Fuck this child.

Now, when he got out of the attic, he probably didn't kill you

I know that's a big part of his character but he still does

Just later on

But before he kills you he acts like a more cuddly younger brother

He's the type to hug everything out with you

He's the type to sleep next to you because he wants too

He's the type to kill a guy if he even mentions your name

But too bad he does kill you, but that's for another time

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#om! shall we date #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #om! mc #obey me fluff #obey me headcanons #child mc #Toxic_Lemon.original

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betterfettered · 10 months

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Can I request Beelzebub with a darling who has

Pteronarcophobia (the fears of flys) . It hurts because he so nice but they feel uneasy when ever he is around. They basically try to avoid him when ever his demon from because of that.

Hahahaha omg this was so fun to think about and write because I feel like Beel is the least scary out of all of them so I had to meditate on it for a bit. Thanks for sending it in!! I hope you find it spooky 😱 (Gn!reader x AMAB!yandere; please tell me if there's anything non-gn about the reader)(stalking)(detailed descriptions of fear/anxiety/phobia)(plus size reader 💖🫡)(18+ readers only please, mdni)[This is fetish content and stalking is disgusting and inexcusable in real life.]

It was bewildering to realize how just the sight of Beelzebub's sneakers were enough to put you on the brink of a panic. In the small visibility between the floor and the hem of your bedsheets, you watched first his sneakers come into view, then his hands fall to the ground as he lowered himself to your level, and then finally his face appear, his features as neutral as ever beneath the crown of his horns. He didn't say anything, only watched you in a way that made you feel like an animal at the zoo. Suddenly, this space you'd tried to hide yourself in beneath the bed felt way too small -- you'd trapped yourself here, and there was nowhere to run any more.

If you listened hard enough or if it was silent enough, you could always hear a slight buzzing emanating from him, and because neither of you spoke when he found you there that buzzing was deafening, ringing in your ears like when a fly buzzed too close to your face on a sweaty summer day and you felt the need to scrub your mouth out with steel wool or rub hand sanitizer anywhere the fly may have brushed or to just fucking scream.

"Hey, are you there?" came Solomon's voice from the phone you had hidden inside of your pocket as soon as someone came into the room.

HELP ME, you wanted to scream back. I NEED YOU TO GET ME AWAY FROM HIM.

But the words in your mouth were just as frozen as you were and would not come out no matter how much the panic bubbling in your chest was making you feel like you were going to explode.

Only a second or two more passed before Beel extended a hand out to you, latching it onto your wrist and pulling you to him. Your eyes to shut as tears spilled out of them and rolled across your face towards your ears. You wanted to struggle against him, but there was no point when he was far stronger than you and had no intention of letting you go.

As he extracted you from your hiding place, he placed a hand on top of your head to make sure that it did not bump the bed frame and then pushed himself to his feet while pulling you up in tow. Realizing that you were not able to stand, he pulled you to his chest, resting you there and retrieving your phone.

"Hello, Solomon," he said.

You could barely hear his voice over the sound of the buzzing and his heartbeat and the buzzing and your crying and the buzzing that was so deep in your skull you clutched at the side of your head.

"Beelzebub? What a surprise."

"Hm. Anyway, it's dinner time, so you should call back later."

"It wasn't me who called," Solomon said in confusion.

"Alright. Goodbye, then," Beel replied, pulling the phone from his face and hanging up, dashing your hopes. He put the phone into his own pocket, and you regretted not screaming for help.

He took tiny steps forward, backing you up until your thighs met the bed and he could sit you down on it. Still sensing that you could not quite stay upright, he encircled your plump neck with one of his large hands and held your chin to keep you steady while he knelt in front of you, nudging your legs open to get closer.

"Are you hurt?" he asked, looking up into your face with his brows bowed in concern. "Or sick, maybe?"

You shook your head, scrubbing your running nose with your sleeve.

"Then what's wrong?"

"Your...wings..." you sobbed.

Really what you wanted to say was more like "I can see your wings while you're lowered like that, I can see the sheen on them and the ropelike veins and their dusty translucence, and its making me want to throw up until I die. Get away from me, get away from me, get away from me."

But you could barely breathe, much less explain. It wasn't like it would make a difference, anyway - nothing you said could make him leave you alone.

"My...wings?" Beelzebub said, cocking his head thoughtfully. "I can order quetzalcoatl wings for us. How many do you want?"

"I'm...not hungry..."

"Once you start eating, I'm sure you will realize that you are," he said, putting his other hand against your stomach and watching the impressions his fingers left in your soft flesh through your shirt. "You haven't eaten in 17 hours if we count when you snuck out with Mammon in the middle of the night to get blood strawberry shakes. I get upset when I haven't eaten in a while, too.

"Don't worry if you don't feel like eating, either," he said. "I don't mind feeding you. You'll feel better after."

He hesitated a moment, and then lifted each of your arms in turn and wrapped them around his shoulders like a scarf, a loose hug. His hand left your neck so that his arms could encircle you, too, squeezing your plump middle like a snake coiling around prey, like a nun clutching a bible.

Maybe he was far too attentive, maybe he always knew a little too much and maybe the feeling of his fingers forcing food into your mouth would never grow on you, but when he looked at you like he did in that moment -- open, hopeful, loving -- you could not muster the will to tell him you hated him.

#yandere #yandere x reader #betty fetty #beelzebub x reader #beel x reader #yandere beelzebub #yandere beel #obey me beelzebub

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obeymycok · 2 years

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MC’s Demon Form - Leviathan

Just to be clear, MC can use all their forms. This is just the one that the brothers first saw MC in. If you haven’t read the setup for these headcanons, as well as the pact headcanons that explain what’s happening here, I strongly recommend you do so (they will be linked below) Otherwise, on with the reactions!

Taglist: @trashlord-007 @waldeinsamkeit600 @simpinginthecorner

Pact Headcanons Setup

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“MC!!!” Mammon shouted as he sprinted to the fallen beast followed closely by the rest of the brothers. Apparently, too close. Mammon stopped dead in his tracks, feet still sliding over the dirt as his brothers crashed into him at full force. They all got up ready to curse him out, but the sight in front of them quickly shut them up.

There you were, but you looked like..?

Leviathan...

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Lucifer

His pride doesn’t have time to hurt when Levi is dying to his left

In all seriousness though, he is very proud of his brother and hopes this boosts his confidence in himself

Makes sure you stay hydrated for shedding

Also will subtly reassure you if he can tell you’re getting upset

Mammon

A grump, of course

For a second, he almost sounds like the Avatar of Envy by how jealous he is

He gets over it quickly after much crying and explanation and he’s happy his little brother has something to be proud of

Also very informed on how to care for Levi’s demon form, so he wants to help in any way he can even if it’s not HIS form

Leviathan

A critical hit, instant K.O.

My guy has never felt pride before, but he understands Lucifer now

He’d be way too shy to ask but he DESPERATELY wants to help you maintain your form and maybe do it for him back so it’s like a bonding thing 🥺👉👈

He feels like he has something else to talk with you about now and he can’t miss this!

Satan

Pretty happy for Leviathan, he’s been wanting to help him build his self esteem and have him meet some of his friends/acquaintances

Bill Nye the fuckin Science Guy will not stop asking questions

In his defense though, HOW does a human now have the same abilities of a DEEP SEA demon hmm?

He means well though, so don’t be mean to him

Asmodeus

Good for Levi, he’s jealous but not as much as if he were to see Mammon’s form on you

His jealousy is very quickly overrun when he sees how his older brother’s back straightens, his head held higher, his voice more assertive

He’s too proud of Levi to be jealous🥺🥺😭😭🧡💖

Definitely adjusts your skincare routine to protect it from all the salt water, as well as any hair treatment you’d need💖💖

Beelzebub

In actual tears hugging Levi as he dies from kawaii

Everyone is just so happy for Levi but Beel is absolutely over the moon with excitement not only for Levi, but all his brothers supporting him🥺

Somebody get this man and me a tissue the brotherly love is too much😭✋

Hydration is key, and he is NOT letting you forget it; he will be annoying about it if you refuse

Belphegor

He’s got a lil smile but he isn’t being sappy or too involved

He’s happy for Levi tho, he’s just too tired to show it with the energy he has

Don’t tell anyone, but he’s been wanting to do some more cosplay anyway and he just KNOWS Levi’s gonna milk this whole transformation thing

Overall he’s happy for Levi but he’s also excited for when you all cosplay or go to a con together Belphie likes cosplay change my mind

#OBEY ME #obey me shall we date #obey me worldbuilding #obey me demon form #obey me demon brothers #obey me headcanons #obey me fluff #obey me mc #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me levi #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me asmo #obey me beelzebub #obey me beel #obey me belphegor #obey me belphie

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skyeslittlecorner · 1 month

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I LOVE YOUR WRITING SO MUCHH <33! Can I request the kings (satan, mammon, levi, beel & lucifer) when mc is very clumsy and one day mc tripped right in front of them while mc was trying to bring the kings a special dessert they made for them. They get really sad and start tearing up when the dessert gets messed up, so they secretly order 5 more of them to give the kings as a apology.

All your praises are so sweet - Every time I see something like this, I feel like Eligos being patted. Love you too guys

This is probably one of my favorite ideas. I actually burst out laughing when I saw it for the first time. Although not all kings will take the desserts, you'll see for yourself~

Satan would laugh if he saw this. He would help you get up and (still chuckling to himself) make sure you were okay. Dessert is everywhere, but so what? If you're that concerned about it, he'll help you clean it up by taking the cream off your cheek and putting it in your mouth. When he gets five more, it will make him laugh even more, and it will put him in such a good mood that he will even let his nobles taste it (only one bite, and then kick).

Mammon is so big that the entire dessert landed on him. When he takes some to try, he will nod his head in approval. “I would add some gold to it, Master.” He will wipe away your tears and cheer you up. Also, he didn't know what you brought him, so he'll order every dessert in the world just for you. When you see dining room full of delicacies, the only thing left for you is to invite Eligos, because it would be a pity that so many yummy things went to waste.

Beelzebub is truly delighted. You are dirty and delicious. What more could he want? He licks the cream from your body, assessing the taste of both this and your tears. They don't match the sweetness of the cake, so stop crying, baby, and come to him, bite his arm, do you see what these tattoos say? If you are able to walk after "eating", he will suggest baking with you. Beel is an excellent cook. Why not take advantage of it?

Leviathan huffs displeased when he sees you tripping and getting dirty. Where are your eyes? Well, those eyes are welling up with tears, so he will rub his hand over his forehead and help you get up. Go change and wash yourself, and don't hurt yourself on the way. He will forget about this little incident. And when you come back with other desserts, he will frown. And of course, he will take them and won't share with anyone.

And let me add someone who fits this idea perfectly~

Amon is delighted. When you stumbled, he caught you in his arms and you both got messed up. If you just start crying, he'll coo at you and kiss you, so don't worry, you're so adorably clumsy, it was sweeter than that dessert. He will be the first and offer to make up to a hundred such desserts. Just make them with him, get dirty, continue being so sweetly clumsy... Although, seeing how happy he is, maybe you'll take care of the dessert in his pants first?

#whb #what in hell is bad #whb satan #whb beelzebub #whb leviathan #whb mammon #whb amon #whb eligos #skye's little talk

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mageofseven · 1 year

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Now onto Levi's story! I actually spent a lot of time brainstorming for this last night. Writing Belphie's came more or less effortlessly because I have been able to build out his character past what we see in the games in a believable way.

With Levi, I haven't had as easy of a time nailing down who he is outside of what we see in the game. If anyone reading this has some insights and a better understanding of Levi, please send me your thoughts! Any help is appreciated

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It was 12:45 at night.

The couple had agreed to tell the other brothers about Kai in the morning, but honestly, this man was the only one of the three that couldn't sleep. After hours of agonizing labor, MC fell asleep rather easily. Kai took rather well with the Akuzon box-made-bed Levi put together for him so just like his mama, he too was fast asleep.

Levi was more awake than he's ever been. I mean, he just became a dad. Like, out of nowhere at that. This man's heart was still racing from the birth and nothing he did could calm him.

Despite their agreement, Levi found himself giving up on sleep. He carefully scooped up the box his son was in and trudged out the door.

Before he even realized it, the demon was in front of his older brother's study door. Adjusting his hold on the box, he raised his newly free hand to knock on door. But he didn't. He just stared at the mahogany wood and cried.

How the hell is he supposed to explain this to Lucifer? 'Hey, I knocked up my girlfriend without even knowing it and now I'm suddenly a dad and I'm scared as hell please help me--

The door creaked open, revealing a tired looking pride demon in desperate need of coffee. It was Lucifer's perspective that was much worse though.

He opened his study door thinking tonight was just like any of other night, not expecting to see one of his younger brothers crying outside his door with a snoozing babe in a box.

"Please," the younger brother sniffled. "Please help me."

Normally, Levi didn't like crying in front of any of his brothers, but tonight, he felt like he was drowning in the deep end.

Lucifer rushed his brother inside and carefully took the box before setting it on his desk. He put his hands on his brother's shoulders.

"What happened? Are you alright?"

"I-I didn't know--"

The oldest pulled his brother in for a hug. After a minute or two in this embrace, the third brother pulled back, wiped his tears on his sleeve, and explained the night he had with MC.

The older demon didn't show it, but he was actually relieved to hear that MC birthed the child and not Levi. When he saw his brother crying and carrying a baby, the worst case scenario entered his brain: Levi having this baby the same way Lucifer himself had Satan.

If this baby had been born in the same way, that would have meant that Levi dealt with a trauma had caused such uncontrollable pain that the emotions solidified into a soul and was forced out his body.

To hear that he simply knocked up his girlfriend and somehow (?) didn't know? Well, that was a much better alternative.

"It will be fine; just take a breath."

The older demon waited for a nod from his brother before lowering his arms and grabbing his jacket off the chair. He gently reached out and raised the baby from the makeshift bed before wrapping him in the jacket.

Kai let out a content, sleepy coo and snuggled into the jacket.

Lucifer tried giving him to Levi. Startled, the new dad took a step back, shaking his head.

"N-No. I..." He hung his head. "I don't... know how to hold one of them."

Its been hundreds of years since a baby was in House of Lamentation. Back then, he rarely ever held Satan. Even if he had though, this feels...different. It's different when it's your own kid.

Lucifer said nothing. He watched his brother for a minute before taking a step forward and slowly putting the baby in his arms, directing the arm placement along the way.

Once the baby was securely in his arms, the oldest stepped back. Kai stretched out his little arms and yawned before fluttering open his eyes, which matched his mother's. Levi stared down into his son's beautiful eyes and thought of MC.

He told MC that he could handle this, that he'll give their son his all. Since she fell asleep though, that brief moment of confidence dispelled and he became more unsure of himself than ever.

I mean, in what world could he actually be responsible for another human being? Hell, he couldn't even take care of himself half the time and if it weren't for MC, he'd be even worse off. He was nothing more than a shut-in otaku who was too afraid to face the world.

How could he be a dad? And do whatever it is dads do? And how would he know what that was? His dad was self-obsessive godhead who the amount of time he saw face to face could be counted on one hand. All he, or any of his brothers had for that matter, was Lucifer.

As much as he loved his oldest brother though, he's not someone who really knows how to parent; he's just someone who even as child was given too much responsibility and handled it the best he could. Still, Levi will be forever grateful for all his brother has gone through for them.

"Come with me." Levi's thoughts were interrupted by his older brother's voice.

The two men left the study and headed upstairs to the attic. Levi stood in the center of the room awkwardly as he watched Lucifer go through box after box, seemingly looking for something in specific.

The shuffling of boxes and baby coos were the only sounds in the room for a few minutes.

"Lucifer..." He called quietly. "Was...was it hard for you when you first had Satan?"

The other demon paused his search for moment before continuing.

"It's only natural that it was difficult for me." He explained. "After the shock of it all, I assumed that I could handle a child the same way I did with you seven. It was my own pride talking, convincing myself that a demon child of my own making could be easy to parent."

Levi couldn't see it, but his brother had a far away look on his eyes as he thought about it all. His own hubris was the undoing of any potential good standing with Satan.

He couldn't admit when he was wrong when he learned that he in fact couldn't handle Satan. The blonde had special needs that Lucifer couldn't have hoped to meet alone. The thought of seeking outside help was insulting to him at the time though.

Not seeking it was probably one of the biggest mistakes of his life.

Levi never knew this nor will Lucifer speak this now. As far as his younger brother knows, he handled his attempt at parenting in stride and had it as handled as it possibly could have been. As far as his brothers are concerned, he always has things under control. He needs them to believe that. He needs them to believe that he can handle anything so they will come to him when they need help.

"Did it ever get easier?" Levi asked.

Lucifer shook his head.

"Your situation is not like my own." He explained. "You have MC. Between the two of you, I'd imagine this child has a fair shot at life."

"But I can't do anything right!" The younger demon raised his voice. "I'm just a stupid otaku. I can't even handle walking to the store on my own. How can I be a dad?"

At the sudden loudness, Kai wailed in his dad's arms. Freaked out, Levi started to bounce him and speak more softly to the newborn.

When the baby finally relaxed, Levi lifted his head to see that Lucifer was facing him now, watching the scene.

"For a man who can't do anything right, I think you handled that moment well enough."

"I was clearly panicking though."

"Yet it worked all the same." Lucifer turned away to pick up the box opened behind him.

With the box in hand, Lucifer walked around the remaining ones and came back out with a folded-up green crib in his other hand.

Wordless, the two brothers left the room, went down the stairs, and made their way to the living room. Levi sat on the couch as Lucifer set the objects in his arms down and left the room.

It was just him and Kai now, staring at one another. His son reached out and pat his cheek, giggling all the while. Levi smiled.

Despite all his anxiety, he couldn't help but love the small baby in his arms. Honestly, that's why he was he was so nervous--he loved his son so much that he didn't want to screw up.

Lucifer came back with a rag to wash the dust off of the crib.

"Yooo!" Mammon called from the doorway. "What the hell is all this?"

The two other brothers scowled.

"You're late." Lucifer scolded. "What part of 'be home by midnight' was too difficult for you?"

"I mean--wait, da fuck is that?" The second brother asked, only now noticing Kai.

"It's a baby, dumbass." The third brother rolled his eyes.

"You know what I mean." The second one argued. "Who the hell popped one out this time?"

"MC," The oldest answered. "And the woman is now asleep so don't go pestering her with questions."

"I wasn't gonna! Sheesh..."

Kai start crying once more and this time, Levi easily bounced the baby into calmness.

Mammon flopped down next to Levi and leaned in towards Kai.

"Ey, despite being your kid, the fella's kinda cute."

Levi smiled proudly, not recognizing the insult.

"Of course he is."

After a moment, his smile faded.

"What's with that look all of a sudden?" Mammon asked.

"I still don't know how I'm gonna do this..." The third brother admitted. "I don't know the first thing about being a dad."

"So? Neither did Lucifer; that's where we came in."

That's true. Raising Satan did kinda end up as a family project after all.

"I guess..."

"Nah, no guessing needed. We got your back, man."

The more this sat with him, the more the new dad couldn't deny it. He wasn't alone through this; he had MC and his brothers. Yeah, they're dysfunctional as all hell, but he knows he can count on them.

And that makes all the difference.

#obey me #obey me otome #obey me leviathan #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me next gen

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jackalopesao3 · 1 year

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What are your headcanons for how the brothers and undatables react to an MC who’s a worse cook than Solomon? (To the point that even Solomon gets food poisoning)

Well, if they survive a worse cook than Solomon…

Note: Some of these are long

CW: symptoms of gastrointestinal illness, maybe some swearing, general feeling unwell, a touch of chaos

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Lucifer

He doesn’t physically punish MC but this is the one and only time they are strung from the ceiling. It’s not because he took one bite, gagged violently, spat it out into his napkin, and needed three bottles of the strongest flavored Devildom seltzer to knock the taste out of his mouth. It’s because MC’s cooking made his brothers cry and made them physically ill.

“MC, if your cooking was truly that abominable, why did you not just say so?”

Mammon

Mammon is one of the brothers that cried. He tried not to let MC see by putting his shades on at the dinner table. He was the only one of his brothers to go for another bite as he didn’t want to hurt their feelings. The boy somehow forced down a few bites before finding a reason to excuse himself so he could sneak away to vomit. He called off sick the next day. Lucifer surprisingly let him stay home.

“It’s *hrk* great, MC!”

Leviathan

Also cried. He also projectile vomited immediately, coating whoever had the misfortune of being in front of him. Unfortunately for everyone, that was Satan. No one had ever seen Leviathan move so fast. Before anyone could blink, you heard his bedroom door slam shut.

“MC, please don’t ever cook again! That was worse than the one time Ayane-chan made devil-buffalo autumn crunch rolls on How I Leveled Up My Pet Slime To The Max!”

Satan

Being well cultured on most things, he recognized what dish MC made and that it did not look or smell like said dish. He took a forkful up to his mouth and cautiously tasted it with the tip of his tongue before instantly dropping his fork and gulped down a glass of water. As he stood up, he felt something hot and wet collide with his chest. The room fell eerily silent as he looked down to see vomit and hear Levi’s door slamming shut. He closed his eyes, body trembling with rage as he counted to ten before walking to the bathroom to clean himself up.

“MC, you will repay me by helping me with laundry this week,” he says this with a smile but anyone who can hear can tell that’s a threat in his voice.

Meanwhile, Levi discovers a curse on one of his favorite RAD shirts that makes the buttons on it scream loudly in different octaves whenever he starts to think about Ruri-chan during class. He gets detention multiple times that day.

Asmo

“Awww! MC you’re so sweet cooking for us tonight! I can’t wait! It looks so yummy!” Asmo chirped as he sat down at the dinner table, totally unaware of the lovecraftian horror that awaited his tastebuds.

One bite and he was convinced this was the end. The poor demon was coughing, heaving, and wailing all at the same time. Between sobs and coughs, everyone heard shouts of, “Help! I think I’m dying!” alternatively, “I’m too pretty to die! Help me!” Asmo was so hysterical he ended up wearing himself out and passed out on the floor.

“MC, how could you! I almost diiiiiieeeed!”

Beel

Beel wasn’t at the dinner table, which wasn’t unusual at first because he’d get impatient and pre-game by munching on food in the refrigerator. The brothers used this time to get a plate of food before he realized it was dinner time and everything on the table.

What no one knew was that Beel had snuck an entire plate of MC’s dish from the abyss, before they had brought it out. He was so excited that he had to be the first one to try it. Hungry boy gobbled it all down, shoveling it all into his mouth at once.

MC is so lucky they never saw the absolute look of betrayal on his face - it would have killed them. He had never tasted anything so horrible before. He had already swallowed half of it and his body was covered in a thin glaze of sweat. The avatar of gluttony was torn between swallowing the rest of this truly terrifying concoction or spitting it out. He hardened his resolve to not let food go to waste and swallowed the remaining glob in his mouth. A sharp pain ripped through his abdomen and he quickly looked down to see if he was stabbed, his demon form coming out on pure instinct. No stab wound, just pain from whatever MC cooked. The room spun around him as he gripped the counter for support. He couldn’t even call for MC, Belphie, or Lucifer for help before he passed out.

“MC, if you’re hungry or need to cook let me do it or we can order out!”

Belphie

Belphie was nearly falling asleep at the table before you placed the food in front of him. He gave MC a sleepy smile before taking a bite. His half-lidded eyes snapped open in complete horror as he spat the food out and took a glass of water to rinse his mouth out right at the table, spitting the water back on the table, much to Lucifer’s dismay.

“Is this revenge for me killing you? Is that it? Is this poison?” He asked, tears welling in his eyes with guilt.

When he saw the genuine confused look on MC’s face and heard their apologies he realized the truth, that they were a nightmare of a cook.

“Wait…Beel’s normally here by now. Oh no!” Like Levi, MC had never seen Belphie run so fast in his life.

“Beel?! BEEL!!!!!” Belphie’s anguished cries come from the kitchen where everyone finds the unconscious demon.

As Beel slowly woke up, everyone relaxed.

“MC, Beel almost died! No more cooking unless it’s for Lucifer!”

Diavolo

“Oh! MC, you brought food to afternoon tea! How splendid!”

Before Dia can even take one bite Barbatos swept in like demon butler dressed in a shining apron set of armor.

In the future, Barbatos saw Diavolo taking one bite and choking it down with a fake smile. Despite both his and Dia’s best efforts, nobles saw it as an attempt to poison the future king and MC was facing a possible execution.

“Pardon the intrusion but it appears as if some fiend-flies landed on this dish as soon as it was uncovered. This is inexcusable. My apologies to you both,” Barbatos explained with a quick bow before he replaced the monstrosity with something much more edible.

“I’m I couldn’t try your cooking this time, MC. Maybe next time!”

*If Dia ever did have the chance to try MC’s cooking without Barb saving him he’d likely be in shock at first. He’d cough and swallow it. Then he’d ghost MC like he does Solomon anytime they say they’re cooking.

Barbatos

After saving the day, Barbatos pulled MC aside before they could leave. He smiled but it was a smile that was making the temperature drop around them.

“MC, a word, if you have a moment,” he didn’t wait to hear their response and with a firm hand on the small of their back he guided them into the kitchen.

“What in the three realms were you thinking serving this to the young master?” Barbatos gestured to the abomination MC made, that he brought back to the kitchen.

“What is in this….concoction of yours could kill a human and make a demon fall seriously ill. Were you intent on causing harm today?” MC could feel the temperature in the room dropping lower and lower as Barbatos spat the question at them.

They shrunk against the door and shivered from both the cold and fright, absolutely bewildered. Their lower lip wobbled and their legs gave out. Amidst the whimpers of apologies Barbatos could make out, “cook like this all the time” and “didn’t know it was bad”. This left Barbatos equally bewildered as he never thought someone could surpass Solomon in bad cooking.

It took him a moment to recover from shock before he grabbed a box of tissues and was kneeling beside MC while the temperature of the room returned to normal. An awkward silence hung in the air for a moment before MC weakly laughed.

“That bad, huh?”

“You managed to surpass Solomon in worst cook in all of the three realms. That is quite the feat, MC,” Barbatos gently placed a hand on their shoulder, giving it a soft squeeze, before helping them up.

“I apologize for scaring you. I honestly thought for a second this was…poison.”

“If you truly wish to learn and do better, I can teach you.”

Solomon

He didn’t notice how terrible it tasted. This man either doesn’t have taste buds or his tastes are just extremely weird. To him your food tasted normal, good even.

It wasn’t until after dinner, when he notices he’s been sweating more than usual, that he realizes something’s wrong. Chills followed the sweats. Confused, he stepped away from the potion he was about to brew, a wave of lightheadedness hit him and he caught himself on his desk.

“Maybe I should rest,” the sorcerer thought to himself as he settled down on his bed.

He immediately sat back up as the most unimaginable pain ripped through his digestive track. He sprinted to the bathroom, summoning a bucket along the way.

If any of you have ever seen the photo where the person is on the toilet having diarrhea and also puking into a bucket at the same time, that’s Solomon after eating MC’s cooking.

If it weren’t for Simeon having had the intuition to check on him, Solomon would have crashed on the bathroom floor that night. Lucky for him that Simeon helped clean him up and tucked him into bed after that. Both him and Luke kept watch on the poor guy throughout the night.

“Hey MC, ummm….last night wasn’t revenge for anything was it? …oh? Never mind! Why don’t I do the cooking next time? You want to order out instead? Okay!”

He couldn’t believe this wasn’t revenge for his own bad cooking. He chuckled. His cute apprentice was even more like him than he thought. This just makes him more fond MC.

Simeon

He took one bite, did his best not to cough, and discreetly spat it out in a napkin. He looked puzzled at the food and then at you before taking a sip of water. How could you be a worse cook than Solomon? Being used to feigning politeness and dealing with the abominations Solomon comes up with, Simeon maintained a great poker face. It was when Luke started violently coughing that Simeon saw an out.

“Oh no! Luke! You must be allergic to something!” He exclaimed as he came to Luke’s aid with a glass of water, whispering, “just go along with this and we can get out of here alive.”

The frightened child nodded and Simeon ran out of the room to grab an “allergy pill” aka a child’s multivitamin and has Luke take that.

“I’m so sorry MC. Luke has some rare allergies we are still figuring out, let me treat all three of us to dinner at Hell’s Kitchen instead!”

Luke

Immediately started coughing and wrenching violently. He cried. Simeon covered for him by blaming it on an allergy.

After Simeon took them out for dinner and disposed of the toxic creation he checked up on Luke who was still shaken from the earlier events.

“I-is MC actually a demon?” He asked, wide and glossy eyes peered up at his elder from under his sheets.

Simeon shook his head with a soft smile and handed him a plate of cookies with a glass of milk.

“Not at all, Luke. Remember how we keep Solomon out of the kitchen?”

Luke groaned in response. What was it with humans and cooking?

Thirteen

Considering she hates Solomon and a big reason for that is because of his cooking, she got pretty angry when MC gave her some food they made.

“What the?! How are you a worse cook than that idiot sorcerer?! I know there are good chefs in the human world! I oughtta get you good for that, you know!” She threatened after spitting the food out but then an idea struck.

“Actually I’ll forgive you! Let me take the rest of that off your hands and cook for me whenever I ask you but no questions, okay?” Her eyes twinkled and she shot MC a mischievous grin and MC couldn’t find themselves saying no.

Thirteen utilized MC’s cooking as a weapon. MC even joined in on the fun in some of Thirteen’s pranks. Diavolo even got a kick out of it until Lucifer made him put a stop to it.

“We had a good run! Didn’t we?” Thirteen grinned and put her arm around MC before she whispered, “we’ll just wait until this blows over. Maybe I’ll even let you name my next invention that I’m designing to shoot your food out like a cannonball! It’ll go straight towards their mouths so there’s no way some of that is not getting in!”

Mephisto

MC was helping him with something for the newspaper and was on snack duty that day. Mephistopheles normally just ordered food for himself since he’s a spoiled wine aunt but forgot his wallet. “Well, the human did bring snacks and if they’re eating it must be edible” he thought with a resigned sigh as he went to grab a sandwich.

Hesitantly, he took a bite and went completely rigid as the horrid flavor assaulted his tastebuds. His reaction is one swift, thorough cough into a napkin. Mephisto grabs his thermos and downs the rest of his coffee to get the rest of the taste out of his mouth. How is MC eating that and not dying?!

He tossed the remaining snacks in the garbage and snatched the one MC was eating right out of their hand. They just stared in confusion as Mephisto stormed back to the trash can and threw it in before he turned on his heel back towards them.

“Human! What in the three realms is wrong with you?!” He didn’t give MC a chance to answer before stomping out of the room.

MC was used to him being dramatic at that point so they weren’t bothered and continued working on the project.

About thirty minutes later a nice takeout meal along with a drink is placed on their desk.

Mephisto sat down with his own meal at the desk across from their’s, pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration.

“Well that took nearly an hour of my time going home to get my card to buy us edible food, the least you could do is say, ‘thank you’ you know,” he tutted.

“Thanks,” MC replied, stunned that he actually bought them something too.

“Oh don’t act so surprised, human. Whatever you were eating before was going to kill you and you’ve actually become quite the asset to the club. If you haven’t noticed, membership has been….lacking.

Besides, despite the fact that you’re human and have terrible taste in roommates, I find you tolerable. No making yourself sick or dying from your own abysmal cooking, alright? While you are here I will take care of food. I trust those awful brothers aren’t stupid enough to let you cook at home, right? Good.”

And that’s when MC realized they finally made Mephistopheles their friend. Talk about plot twist!

Raphael

This weirdo (I do mean that affectionately) actually likes Solomon’s cooking. Even if MC is somehow worse, I’m assuming he has tastebuds of steel.

Raphael finished his plate and asked for seconds, leaving everyone else horrified yet in awe at his indestructible digestive system. (Theology states that he has healing powers so maybe he’s just immune idk.)

“That was really good, MC! Feel free to cook for us anytime when you visit Purgatory Hall!”

He did not feel the glares of his hall mates on his back when he said that but he did get goosebumps.

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strawberry-cowmilk · 2 years

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the flower of loneliness

-> brothers x Mc

a/n: I don't know how many of you guys listen to vocaloid, but this is based off of the songs Erica and Heath by Okame-P. My japanese is pretty rusty but I'm sure Erika is about a deceased person watching over their loved one, wishing for them to forget them so they can be happy again and Heath is from the alive person's perspective, who is obviously mourning. They are really pretty songs, I recommend listening to them! But have comfort items nearby.

Part 2 with side characters here.

Mc's gender is not mentioned and this is not proof read.

Content warnings: angst, death (Mc), mentions of forgetting, mourning, thoughts of suicide (Levi's part), not eating (Levi's and Beel's parts), vague lesson 5 spoilers (Beel's part), long sleep as escapism (Belphie's part)

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You had died. It was all do sudden to everyone. It was like one minute you were alive and well, and in the blink of an eye, you had vanished. Forever. It especially hit your partner hard, of course. Every time, when they visited your grave, or when you decided to watch over them for a while, you'd see him utterly broken by despair. It hurt to see, so much to the point you'd think he'd be better off if you didn't meet. It would be fine to you if he eventually forgot about the times you shared, just to see his smile again. And, even though you couldn't stand the thought, you knew one day you were going to forget him. The only way nobody would get hurt, is if you both forget the other.

A day before you had died, you had gifted him a bouquet of Erica flowers. The flowers were pretty much the only trace he had left of you now. If they were to wither, your last memory together would be erased, there would be nothing but loneliness left. That's why you hope somebody is listening to your prayers.

'Let us forget each other. It is fine with me.'

But you knew he would do anything to remember you.

Lucifer:

Lucifer still can't believe you're actually gone, reality hits him when he visits your grave.

There was this one chair he had in his room, specially decorated to your tastes. He didn't get rid of it. He didn't let anyone sit in it or touch it.

He did not get any paperwork done at all, he missed you too much to focus. The eldest brother would stare in front of him, hoping to see a glimpse of you. Diavolo had to hire new people to stand in.

The avatar of pride didn't cry when he found out. He bottled it up, until during one dinner he broke down. None of his brothers knew what to do.

The flowers. He took them to your grave, to plant them next to it.

Then, he came by every day to care for them. They must not wither.

Mammon

This man cried for 2 months straight. He was supposed to protect you, and he failed.

He stopped listening to the witches, nothing mattered to him anymore.

Mammon at first refused to see your grave, he could not bear it. About a week after your funeral, he snuck out of the house to visit it.

He was so in denial, he started calling out your name, hoping for a reply.

The demon proceeded to not leave the cemetery for the rest of the night, he wanted to stay with you. Lucifer had to search for him the next morning.

Mammon could not keep a plant alive for 2 minutes, but he did everything he could for the flowers to keep them alive.

A year after your passing, they were still in tact.

Leviathan

He did not want to be alive anymore, he wanted to see you again or be freed from the pain.

Levi was already a shut-in, but now he did not leave his room. Not even to eat or shower.

His brothers left food outside of the room for him, but he almost never ate it.

In his room, he did not leave the bed. He stopped playing games. He stopped watching anime.

Eventually, having noticed his owner's sadness, Henry the fish tried cheering the third born up in his own way.

The only thing that was stopping him from killing himself were the flowers.

He had submerged them under water, in Henry's tank, in the hopes of preserving them.

The flowers were the last trace of you Levi had.

Satan

Sometimes, when he is too deep in thought about the times you had and he snaps out of his daydream, he nearly wrecks the whole house.

Why were you taken from him so soon? It made him angry.

It was a different type of anger he usually felt though, it stemmed from sadness.

Satan always visited your grave alone, because he'd cry uncontrollably every time. And of course didn't want anyone else to see that.

Tried his ultimate hardest to find a way to bring you back, but those spells are really complicated. Even Solomon can't do them.

He dried some of the flowers and laminated them to use as a bookmark, as to preserve them, and to get a feeling that you're still there with him.

Asmodeus

He did not leave the house, he stopped posting things on Devilgram or any other platform. He was too busy crying over your death.

His brothers knew it was bad when he started neglecting his self-care routine.

Asmo was on his knees, begging Solomon, Diavolo, anyone really who could possibly bring you back, to do so almost every day.

When the especially bad months were over, Asmo went to Majolish to buy you a whole outfit you would love, and would go over to your grave to leave it there as a gift. It gave him the feeling that you were still alive in some way.

He turned the flowers into a perfume, but never used it. It sat on his bedside table, decorated with a pretty ribbon.

Beelzebub

He did not eat for a whole day. Beel couldn't bear to knowing you would never taste anything ever again. It didn't matter how much it hurt, the guilt was too much.

He had to go through the whole grief cycle again, and felt like it wouldn't end this time.

He would look at the stars, and wonder which one was you every time he visited your grave.

Beel would sometimes have full-on conversations with the tombstone, just to feel you next to him again.

He planted the flowers in the garden. The demon built a nice fence around the area and everything. Every day, he would water them. His little flower field was the only keepsake of you he had left.

Belphegor

Okay, that was it for him. He went to sleep and did not wake up for months.

In his dreams, he could see you and be with you. It was way better than reality.

Every time somebody woke him up, even if it was Beel, he'd get mad at them. How dare they strip him away from you in sleep again?

He didn't know how long he was sleeping for, but when he was finally ready to face life again, he saw the flowers were somehow alive and well.

Beel had taken care of them for him, he knew his twin would be sad if they died too.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me angst #obey me x reader #obey me scenarios #obey me imagines #obey me x mc #leviathan #lucifer #mammon #asmodeus #beelzebub #belphegor #satan #gn!mc #tw sewerslide

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prideofcelestia · 1 year

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❝ reincarnation ❞

notes -> this is my piece for leviathan's birthday collaboration 2023. the prompt is 'reincarnation'

i had a lot of fun with this collab. everyone worked really hard and it was a beautiful feeling to work with people who love the game and levi. thank you everyone for the support and effort you put!

happy birthday, levi!!! thank you for being my beacon of hope during bleak times. you are such an amazing otaku. you give me courage to love the things i do ♡

contains tw -> angst, mentions of war, mentions of death, angst with a happy, hopeful ending.

leviathan x gender neutral reader

Levi jumped, a magazine lying at his feet.

“Ivel-chan was reincarnated as a slime in this life and she will have her revenge!”

He remembered crying buckets last week when they had killed her off. So what if she was a side character? In his heart, she was brighter than the protagonist who only gave fan service these days. At least Ivel-chan had character!

The door to his room flung over. Lucifer peeked inside, his eyes glimmering with sadistic enthusiasm. The twins, who were only toddlers, rested in baby clasps, one on his back, one in the front.

“Levi, dinner has been ready for ten minutes now. Do you want to come to the table or be fed right here?”

“Eep! I-I am coming.”

༺☆༻

“Mammon, don’t play with your food. Asmo, put the mirror down. Satan, don’t glare at your food,” Lucifer chided before feeding a happy Beel.

“Levi, remember that you have to show [Name] around the neighbourhood.”

Levi groaned because he liked staying indoors, “Why do I have to do it?”

“Because their family just shifted in yesterday and [Name] is the same age as you. So as good," Lucifer put emphasis, making Levi shudder, "neighbours, we must do our duty.”

༺☆༻

Seeing you for the first time made Levi feel butterflies in his stomach. You seemed someone out of his memory but that somehow made you feel more real than ever. Every word of protest he had been repeating to himself till then disappeared.

He has had crushes before, both reel and real but it felt different this time. It was as if he knew you from somewhere, and not in a I-have-seen-you-before kind of way but in a I-know-you-well kind of way. It made him feel uncomfortable. He felt violated, as if you could see right through him. He might not be too difficult to read, given that he was nothing more than a yucky otaku but he still had some secrets he wanted to keep safe and your vibe was completely off.

“Do I know you?” you asked, feeling a knot in your stomach that you could not justify.

The idea of letting a stranger show you around a new neighbourhood made you anxious, but the feeling that dominated you right now was curiosity, and surprisingly, interest.

༺☆༻

Levi wasn't that bad. He actually did a good job showing you the places that mattered. The arcade, the stores where the best instant ramen was to be found, the aquarium, and… an anime cafe, too. The last one quite surprised you.

You started hanging out together, mostly because you had become acquainted with him a little, and he seemed fun. He held the same opinion about you and made plans together, although all of it was in his room, playing games.

It felt as if you had lived those exact moments several times with him. Every time he leaned against you during an intense gaming session and apologised, or when he offered you new ramen flavours to try, you would be hit with a memory from a time unknown.

Even though your mind was foggy, you knew that the places you pictured him in were more beautiful than your memory could produce. To add colour to mystery, he was in some sort of an angel cosplay. It all felt really bizarre but it made you think about him more than should be considered healthy.

In his turn, Levi felt guilty that he just couldn't get you out of his mind. He was supposed to be a good friend to you. Wasn't it betraying you if he was, what he believed it to be, falling in love with you?!

༺☆༻

The dreams followed soon. You could neither understand the significance nor discuss it with someone to come to a conclusion.

Those felt disconnected and unreal and you kept mixing the details in your head, not to mention the haunted look Levi had the day after you got one of the dreams.

One day, you decided to take him into your confidence. Slowly but firmly.

You said casually, “Levi, why do you look so tired today?”

He blinked and looked frightened, “Huuuu-? Me?? We-Well, there's something on my m-m-mind. I didn't know how to t-tell you this. I've been having strange dreams these days. I got one last night.”

You stopped in your tracks abruptly to turn towards him. He felt hot under your intense gaze.

“Wh-Why are you looking at m-m-me like that?”

“It’s just,” you began, extremely calm and intrigued, “I have been having dreams that I can’t explain for a while too. Maybe we should talk.”

༺☆༻

“Is this the place?” you called out to Levi after reaching the top of the hill.

The poor guy had been running to keep up with you. Presently, he sat down to rest. Once he could breathe well, he looked around.

There were a few trees scattered around. Wild grass and dandelions had spread there for a good while, lending a weathered yellow look to the place.

It was hauntingly beautiful in your eyes.

“Y-Yeah, this is the place I saw in my dr-dreams. I have been too afraid to come here alone,” Levi said, almost breathless.

The place seemed to talk to him too.

You explored the place while Levi was content with glancing around from his spot.

A sense of nostalgia washed over you. When you glanced back at him, you knew that he felt the same.

On walking around, you came across a small pond that seemed to draw you in.

That's when you saw something shining between the rocks.

After nudging the rocks aside, you found a locket there. It must have been a pretty colour once but now it was rusted and impossible to open.

You didn't know why you hid it so quickly when you heard Levi calling out for you.

Maybe you needed time to think and figure it out yourself first.

༺☆༻

You couldn't put the matter aside for later. The object seemed to call out to you so you put the controller down and turned towards Levi.

“Listen, I picked something up from that place.”

You pulled the locket out and showed it to your friend.

His eyes grew as large as saucepans, “Wh-What do you mean you just randomly picked it up? It could be bad, REALLY b-bad! We still don’t know what those dreams mean!”

You sighed and motioned it towards him, “But isn’t this better than to just speculate?”

He croaked, “The dreams make me uncomfortable… the place… I feel like I have been there before.”

You inched closer to him.

“I understand. Don't worry, I am here with you.”

He stared at you before his lips finally curved up in a smile. “Thank you. You are my true friend, my best friend even!”

Then he shrugged his shoulders, “I guess this is what a protagonist would do. Who am I to stop you? Let's see if it does anything.”

When he touched the locket in your hand, everything around grew dark.

༺☆༻

You were transported to a place beautiful beyond expectations. A strong, shaky hand wrapped around your shoulder, surprising you. A quick glance revealed that it was Levi. He was wearing pure white robes and there was a halo floating on his head. You wanted to laugh and tease him but you couldn’t move.

“I love you, [Name],” he said. The pain in his voice and the fire in his eyes took you aback. “I-I promise that I will pr-protect you in the war.”

What war?

Your mouth seemed to have a mind of its own. Your hand intertwined with his and you found yourself smiling while your veins coursed with fear. “I love you too, Levi. I will not let any harm come to you. Forever, remember?”

“Yes, fo-forever,” he spoke shyly but there was a smile on his face.

༺☆༻

The scene shifted. You were in armed combat with an extremely angry looking woman.

Damn! She was skilled. Every time she swung her spear, you thought that you were about to die, but your body moved meticulously to avoid the attacks.

“[Name], are you fine?” Levi screamed from somewhere.

The female angel raised her eyebrows and showed you a nasty smile before pointing her spear in the direction of Levi’s voice. Your eyes widened as you turned around only to find him busy commanding his army.

He would notice the spear too late! You launched yourself in front of him just before the fatal blow.

“[Name]!”

The poison flowed through your body with vigour, making you fall in and out of consciousness. Levi caught you just as you were about to give up.

With his features contorted with rage, he turned towards the female angel. She smiled triumphantly.

"SOLDIERS!" Levi bellowed. "Attack her!"

The woman got her spear ready and took charge while Levi's army flew past Levi at top speed.

The legion of angels he had been fighting looked on with hope.

The leader of the opposition commanded in a muffled tone, “Attack [Name] together while Leviathan is distracted. That way he will lose his intention to fight.”

Someone put a dagger through Levi's back but despite not understanding the source of the pain, he shielded you with his body. He prioritised you over his own life.

"Soldiers! Protect [Name]!"

It was too late. His eyes felt heavy owing to the poison in the dagger. He couldn't even see where his sworn angels were for the last time or who had been his nemesis in the end.

You both fell together. If you couldn't be alive together, then you two would be together in death.

༺☆༻

“I wish we had a normal life together. Then, we wouldn’t have had to live like outcasts,” Levi whispered when he saw you struggling to keep your eyes open. “As long as I had a chance to live with you, I was happy being an outcast. It seems that our time is up now.”

Levi cried, not because of his condition, but to see life draining from your eyes slowly. “I-I am the happiest angel that’s about to die, [Name]. I am sorry I couldn’t protect you in this life.”

A tear ran down your cheek, “I am sorry too for breaking my promise. I couldn't be with you forever. I couldn't protect you in the end either… I hope we meet again, Levi. I will love you in every lifetime.”

Your hands were intertwined, a locket in your grasp. A locket that enclosed your happiest memory together.

༺☆༻

The flashback ended and you both came back to your senses.

“Ouch!” you yelled and tried to pull your hand back. Levi had it in a tight grasp.

On seeing the fear etched on his face, you got quiet and took a deep breath. It had all felt so surreal.

“What just happened?” you murmured, the full burden of the flashback just setting in.

He looked at your entwined hands and noticed the absence of the locket. He felt a pang in his heart. He only knew that it had been important once but he didn't understand how. Surely it was no merch so why did he care so much?!

“I th-think it was the locket," he blurted out. "When we bo-both touched it, we finally saw the… the entire dream.”

A thoughtful silence filled the room.

You whispered, “I don’t think it was a dream.”

You squeezed his hand gently before looking at him with bated breath.

His lower lip quivered, “I don’t think it was a dream either.”

He turned his gaze towards you. His grip tightened, “D-Did I ever tell you that I am glad we met? I'm happy that you're not a dream. I want to keep knowing you, to make more memories with you. Will you let me?”

༺☆༻

Two people, seated in a small room, forgot the game they had been playing and instead glanced at each other at the moment. Their eyes held tenderness and the advent of new love.

The vast world danced with endless possibilities for their future. No moment was wasted as they decided their own future, unsullied by their past but still keeping their spirit alive.

It was a life they wanted and that was good enough.

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