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lordiavoloremade · 2 years
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updated my lilith design because we have enough blondes in the omverse
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cnl0400 · 4 months
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Ok this may be nitpicking but my problem with the whole "Father's love" Is that your father Is the reason your sister is death, the whole reason y'all went to war... They casted you away because you didn't want Lilith to die...
The thing Is that Father's love Is not unconditional, If you didn't started the war, your sister would have died anyways, for the crime of loving a human too much, he practially made you choose between your loyalty to him or your love for your sister. Thats why Lucifer whole speech of "All Father did was love me, but I couldn't see It" feels shallow, because It undermines the tragedy of falling from the CR in the first place. Like If Seraph Lucifer had fallen in love with a human, he would probably had the same fate as Lilith. Simeon Is stripped of His own angelhood in S3/S4 for stealing the ring of light to save MC, so it's not like the CR Is better in the future or anything
I think Its unrealistic to expect OBM to put Father/God as this 100% Bad guy (with the whole uniting the three realms and all that) but also I feel like Lucifer should have more complicated feeling about this. I don't doubt Father loved him, but I don't think the conclusion of Lucifer arc should be that "All my Father did was love me but I was too prideful to see it"
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windywriter · 1 year
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Obey me Lilith
omfies i am thonking about lilith its so sad how like, shes basically just used as a source of man pain for the brothers like, the only ones who had anything really to do with her are Belphie beel and lucifer. LIke, idk i just wish she had more interaction with the other brothers to make it feel like a more cohesive family. I want lilith who was messy, who would bribe mammon with shinies from the human realm so he'd look the other way whenever she'd sneak to the human world. Lilith who would conspire w/ asmo and help each other sneak out to the human realm to visit parties. lilith who would watch levi train and make shitty move names and laugh at each other how cringe they are. making secret passwords that they only knew. I WANT HER TO HAUNT THE NARRATIVE!!!!!!!!! LILITH HAUNTING THE NARRATIVE VIA SATAN!!!!!!!!!!!! The brothers seeing bits and pieces of her in tantan. His laugh, his sharp tongue, his quick wit! Cause if anyone should be similar to Lilith, it should be Satan.
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sparklecryptid · 1 month
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one day i will actually write the obey me fic thats ive been rotating in my head
that day is not this day
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orangelemonsstuff · 11 months
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"you hold my hand just like how Lilith used to" yeah bro sad ur sis died BUT IF YOU ONLY JUST MEAN THIS LILITH I MIGHT JUST ACCEPT THAT CUZ GODDAMN-
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if she has a million fans I'm all of them, if she has one that's me, if she has none im gone.
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cerealmonster15 · 2 years
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ok solomon make up ur mind about the damn ocean lol
[long post sorry i stacked pictures]
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^student id says he dislikes the ocean, right?
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summer fireworks frenzy item, he says he hates summer lol, which isnt really about the ocean but theyre often associated
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^shoutout to @ Syam on youtube bc i knew he mentioned it in the Pearls and Beach event but didnt have screenshots of specifically this solomon dialogue i needed, where he says hes specifically not fond of the ocean!!!
but i DID have this from my own screenshots of that same event:
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hes not fond of the ocean or summer, but he does in fact know how to talk to sea creatures, for some reason lol. i think this comes up again in another recent event or two with fish but idr which / the point’s the same basically [even tho this is a dolphin but whatever fjdlskfd]
and then in the devilgram, solomon’s box, in the fourth part, if you ask him to tell you something he’s never told anyone -
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hes like yea i published a fish book bc i know a lot about them. huh????
and THEN in the bonus story piece in HARD MODE lesson 45, solomon gives us this
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i mean, at the end there he starts letting his feelings for MC take over the convo lol, but still, hes speaking so fondly of the ocean here. i guess the dude changed his mind at some point in his many centuries of life lmao. also ive read both here and in my own googling that it’s probs referencing the actual bible guys solomon and asmodeus throwing each other into the sea or whatever lolol
anyway solomons VA likes fish
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and hes gonna be the next one to throw solomon back into the ocean or whatever
#obey me solomon#obm liveblogging#ok i needed all of these together so i could see them nicely lolol it was#makin me crazy#ummmm another tangent about solomon and not fish tho#i saw in the wiki comments#someone things solomon and lilith were lovers bc it said she loved a human#and they think it's implied to be her#and that the gravestone in his one card is hers BUT#i was thinking didnt she marry that person ?? and didnt they both die or whatever?#BUT THEN when i was ^ looking up the asmo solomon ocean thingy#i did see. that in some depictions. there are instances said that solomon and lilith were like married or something#and i was like HUH???#listen i went to episcopalian schools but my bible lore was always pretty weak if it wasnt like#the main stuff youd hear. i did not know most of these demon names before obey me#had never heard of an asmodeus or belphegor or barbatos before lolol#anyway solomon says in lesson 46 that he maybe had unrequited feelings for someone#he is super vague but mentions he maybe felt someone in his life was special#but then says maybe they didnt feel the same / either way he has no one in his life like that now#it wasnt inherently romantic in the context but i think it was kind of implied#anyway. what if tho. WHAT IF they make some kind of solomon-lilith connection#but not like. not like marriage or whatever that'd be too weird if he was in the fam tree LOL no thanks god thatd be so weird#actually it is still a little weird to think about but fjdkljfsdlj okay i dont wanna think about that too hard#anyway. anyway. this was about solomon and the ocean but that lore i tripped over was#making me crazy i had to think it out somewhere#theres so much about solomon we dont know and they implied theres still stuff#hes keepin to himself at like the end of s3 and i am just. foaming at the mouth#for more solomon backstory hhhghghghghghghg#was not in the cards for s4 but maybe s5 <3
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sussysatann · 2 years
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✨ 1am obm thoughts ✨
-> LESSON 16 SPOILERS AHEAD <;-
What if the House of Lamentation was, maybe not exactly sentient, but reactive to the energy in the house, especially MC's?
And if it WAS sentient (much like Encanto's Casita), would it be 'controlled' by the spirits of the previous house owners? Lilith? MC's past self from when they died? A lost soul? Who knows.
I feel like something like this could make sense considering how MC themselves and their energy has such an effect on the people and environment around them.
MC can't find their wallet? It suddenly appears in the place they looked only a second ago. MC in a bad mood? Listen closely and you can hear the floorboards grumble and paintings shake. MC gets lost? The house quietly redirects them to their destination.
Maybe the house wasn't this dormant before MC's arrival and the brothers don't realise these things are happening until they catch MC thanking a politely waving door.
What if the house knew about Belphie? Were they guiding MC to the attic or trying to make them stay away?
And a final angsty bonus thought:
What if MC has their own spirit or ghost in the house after the incident™️? Would the brothers be able to see it? Does Barbatos know? Would it freak out MC? Or bring them some peace, knowing their other self hadn't been completely destroyed?
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whokilledharu · 2 years
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MC in digital art 🤑
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Inspired in artworks of Lilith :-)
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trashy-corvian · 3 months
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Once again what could have been keeps me up at night. Just a mess of thoughts so bear with me. Usual warning for terrible grammar and typos
So, the lesson 16 and the rest of season 1. We all hated it, it's trash.
Timeline doesn't make sense. MC makes a pact with Belphie at Dia's birthday party. Which is at Halloween. Which is in October. Am i supposed to believe that ALL pact making/building relationships/forging bonds happened in 2 MONTHS???
Or maybe they go by japanese timeline which is ,ok more realistic, but still not enough time for someone (sup)
We never got to have Satan bonding time after making a pact with him. Unfair and homophobic if you ask me.
In better version of obm i propose the following. Satan, with all of his baggage, sees how brothers start to treat MC. He sees how all of their kindness and strength of character, all their efforts, everything that they done gets diminished. All of this is not becaise of MC as a person but because they related to Lilith (big sus on this but to each their own).
Satan sees it. And it makes him ANGRY
(The following based on my own MC so it has headcanons)
I propose the ending of season 1 to be Satan's time to shine. He will become our supporter, our confidant. The only one who will see how fucked up it all is. MC has no trust left for the brothers, their behavior hurted them deeply. Satan is the only one they can trust.
Maybe MC will tell Satan or he will ulfigure it out on his own but when the "being murdered isn't ok for humans" will click ohhhh. He also fucked up for ignoring this at first. Feeling guilty and searching up books on human psychology, consulting Solomon (who is immortal and his advice is shit)
Solomon who realises something is wrong. Gets so fucking angry when MC explains what happened.
Just Satan and Solomon being the only ones who MC talks to. And Luke ofc but you can't tell him about the murder.
Planting seeds for Simeon character arc. He thinks MC just needs to forget it all. They need to think of brothers first. Think about how your behavior hurts them , MC. They're happy about their sister, why must you ruin this? Just forgive already
MC won't even stays for the rest of the year. They got back to human world with Solomon to study under him. They summon Satan so he can visit.
And the season 2 is, again, how MC is a human represantative making sure Exchange programm will be safe for humans. And this time it's the brothers who seek us out. Reverse roles from season 1 so now they need to get MC's forgiveness before they got back to human world again
Now i need 1 million $ to commission someone for a fanfic
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planetette · 1 year
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if i made an obm omegaverse au this is what i'd make everyone's designation
lucifer
omega
idk i kinda like the vibe that he would be far more nurturing and openly loving if circumstances had allowed him to
but the devildom doesn't take to "nurturing" and "loving" too well, especially coming from someone that used be on the enemy's side
so his designation is just one more thing he has to hide and suppress
thankfully since he's the most powerful and the pack alpha everyone just assumes his designation is alpha, too
also he would be insufferable as an alpha and we all know it
mammon
beta
didn't present until just before the celestial war so he has NO idea what he's doing
pays no mind to people's pheromones, but also doesn't pay attention to his own
the type of person that never pays attention to their heat cycle so it always sneaks up on him
highly empathetic, sensitive to everyone's mood
ultimate peacekeeper when he wants to be
levi
alpha, but, like, a really malformed one
the celestial realm picked up on his talent for strategy quickly, so him presenting as alpha had him fast-tracked to the military
so his protective / territorial instincts got hyper-developed at the expense of everything else
so when there's no battling going on he has no clue how to deal
is jealous of everyone else being able to express their softer instincts more easily
satan
alpha
absolutely tries to lord it over lucifer
how a demon's designation presents would be pretty different from how an angel's would, so him starting to present starts off as a nightmare
the most territorial out of all the brothers. if he claims a spot anywhere that is his fucking spot and you'd be stupid to even get close to it
asmo
beta (at least on paper)
can mimic the pheromones of all three designations tho, so the general populace get confusing reads on him
needy. needy needy needy
he makes absolutely shit nests. like, he sees an aesthetic nest on devilgram and he'll try to do the same set up, but they come out horribly. frustrates him to no end
beel
alpha
was also fast-tracked to a combat role, but lucifer was able to get beel fully assigned to him quicker than he could levi
so beel has a more healthy expression of his designation
it's not entirely healthy, though. his protectiveness has an anxious / paranoid edge to it, always checking how everyone's doing, double-checking any protective wards on the house, etc
belphie is a calming presence for him and help tempers these behaviors so of course beel kicks these into overdrive while belphie's stuck in the attic
belphie
omega
also super needy, but in a passive-aggressive way
sometimes his hormones fuck with him and he gets more sleepy and loopy than normal
can't sleep anywhere that doesn't have his scent on it, that's why he takes his pillow everywhere
beel's presence helps him perk up and makes him feel more secure and present
dia
beta or omega??? maybe??????????
(maybe a secret fourth designation that only applies to royal demons?)
very territorial; there's an entire wing of his palace that's just for his nest that no one goes in
but sometimes when the stress and loneliness gets to him he starts building mini-nests throughout the rest of the palace :(
barb
alpha, but you'd never know
no one can get a scent off of him, no one's seen him get heat / rut remedies, no one knows if he even has a pack... to the devildom population he simply doesn't have a designation
diavolo (and maybe lucifer) knows the truth, everyone else will just have to guess
luke
unpresented
designation doesn't show itself until puberty has well and truly started, so he's got a while to go before anyone knows what he is
meanwhile he still smells like babby
his first few weeks in the devildom had him massively unsettled, so he almost always needs simeon's cape to go to sleep
simeon
beta or omega, but on celestial realm suppressants
yeah, it was trying to cure a human that doomed lilith, but she wouldn't have done that if she hadn't fallen in love, and she wouldn't have done that if it wasn't for those pesky, pesky designations
so now angels old enough to present are "heavily encouraged" to get on some sort of suppressant
he "forgets" to take them every time he goes to the devildom
solomon
has gone through menopause and also he doesn't remember
(he remembers liking making nests and having frequent heats though)
if he gets comfortable enough with you he will just make his own nest in your room and conk out there
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lightarin · 10 months
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The Fall
Content: Satan OBM; Angst; Inspired by the Tears card animation from Obey Me
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The first thing he noticed was the feeling of the wind that surrounded him. It brushed over his skin, fluttered through his golden locks, and tugged at the fabric of his clothes. It was a sensation he had never felt before. Where was he? What was happening?
The last thing he could remember was the overwhelming feelings of pain and fear. The fear that he had felt when his sister was threatened. The pain that had swirled within him as he fell. All the overwhelming feelings morphing together to create one feeling that drowned out all others: wrath.
Something wasn’t right.
These feelings and sensations were new. Something he hadn’t felt before. He still didn’t know where he was, or what was happening, his mind filled with memories. Memories where he felt like an intruder. Memories that weren’t… his.
Something had changed.
Confusion overtook all else as he opened his eyes, taking the blue and white hues of the skies around him. His confusion deepened, everything seemingly slowing down as a single white feather caught his attention, a sign that someone had injured their wings. That was bad.
If someone had injured their wings, that meant they couldn’t fly properly. And if they couldn’t fly properly, they were falling. If they were falling, they were in danger. Who-
Oh.
It was him. He was falling. But… he was in a different body.
This was what had changed. This where all the emotions had come from. The pain, the fear, the wrath. This is what had created him. The white feather was reflected in his cyan hues, the last trace of Lucifer’s once white feathers. His confusion morphed to shock, the sound of rushing wind filling his ears as the feather spun out of view.
But it didn’t matter. His gaze was fixed on the falling body of the once great angel Lucifer. The white wings were gone, replaced by two pairs of wings with black feathers decorating them. Tears filled Satan’s eyes as the memories in his mind grew clearer. The regret of failing to save Lilith, the pain from cutting off his wings, the pain at seeing his brothers fall with him.
Except… Were they even his brothers? Was this pain, regret, and wrath truly his? The feeling of feathers against his cheek was barely noticeable as his feelings of anger and confusion grew. None of these memories or emotions were truly his. They all belonged to Lucifer. The being who brought him into existence. The angel he had always been a part of until the moment Lucifer had cut off his own wings.
So then… Who was he, really?
The question rang in his mind as the demon created from wrath closed his eyes as he continued to fall, his tears carried away by the wind, the image of the falling angel burned into his memory.
He had been wrong. It wasn’t just something that had changed.
Everything had.
And now, nothing would be the same again.
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theaspers · 2 years
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sometimes u get good heart wrenching plot points in obm like lucifer feeling guilt over dragging his brothers down with him to the devildom or mammon’s unwavering loyalty to his brothers or beel’s crushing guilt that he still feels to this day over not being able to save both belphie and lilith and other times it’s like lmao satan likes cats and all beel does is eat ! 🤪🤣🤩
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koolades-world · 3 months
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hellaur, not an ask or anything but i've noticed so much new content and i just wanna say thanks for feeding us your delicious writing 😋🍽
been a follower for quite some while and the satan fics got me obsessed but then i got pulled in by the headcanons, keep writing pls, ur like my fave obm writer (specifically satan fics, can't get enough of the lilith and satan angst one that i just keep rereading and rereading it 😔🙏)
AWWW thank you 🥺
I can't believe i missed this!! I usually try to pick it out from the requests but sometimes I lose them in there
I've been trying to post daily now since I went inactive for so long and to exercise my creativity!! my whole world basically revolves around science now so I don't get much of a chance to be creative otherwise. so glad to hear you noticed!!
actually I'm def planning to make a p2 to just like lilith due to so many requests. ahhh i can't believe so many people like my silly brain blorbos 🥺🥺 I live and breathe to write satan angst, and I'm actually thinking about making a luci satan angst piece
THANK YOU SM AGAIN!!! I can't believe I'm someone fav 🥺
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danieyells · 1 year
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I wrote this lil drabble like. Two years ago, back when I was still in the ObM fandom. Turns out I never posted it! I think it's kinda cute/silly and decent, and one of the ObM twitters mentioned the first time Satan encountered a cat, so. Here's a silly story. I don't remember how long ago it was, so canon compliance is virtually non-existent, because I bet I wrote it before I'd read a lot of Devilgrams/they released parts of the story that reveal early stuff.
Tl;dr, here's an old drabble for a fandom I'm no longer in where Satan meets a cat for what's likely the first time.
Lucifer had visited the Devildom on his own time two or three times since the incident his Father had him attend a meeting with the Prince in his place. They'd hit it off quite well and the Archangel found himself asking more and more questions every time he left. This wasn't a bad thing, he found. In fact, the introspection was new and curious. . .but enjoyable. For a demon--no, not for, not despite, but because of it--as a demon, Diavolo had more thoughts and knowledge and awareness of the world than Lucifer had considered there to be. Father had taught them of a black and white world, a good and evil world, when it came to their two opposing kinds. But Diavolo spoke of one of grays, of peace, of unity and progress. One his father had never had them consider.
It made Lucifer think too.
He felt almost like he'd never been allowed to do so before when he did.
But this was only partly about that. No, this wasn't about Diavolo, but in something Diavolo. . .gave him. Or perhaps awakened in him.
Something rude and noisy and hostile, though it started as pouty, grumbly, growly, and huffy.
When Lucifer confessed these negative feelings, his father said they were demonic influence. They weren't allowed in his house. They were bad, designed to make him doubt and hate. They were the enemy.
And so he named them Enemy.
The Enemy started off a question and a feeling of displeasure. The Enemy gradually became a whisper, a growl, a feeling of heat in his head and his heart. More questions, more whispers, then words and scratches, and demands and advice. A feeling, but so strong he had to recognize it as a coexistence.
Because Lucifer was curious. It had something new to say and observations to make. It pointed out things he'd never noticed before. Things that he wasn't sure he liked. (Things he was later certain he disliked.)
The Enemy said to keep it a secret for now. To keep it from Michael, from Mammon, from Asmodeus, Lilith, Beelzebub, Belphegor, Leviathan, even Diavolo.
And especially from Father.
The Enemy lived within him. He couldn't help but fear it. He couldn't help but fear that he couldn't pray it to silence.
Good, said The Enemy. Be afraid, said The Enemy. See how what you knew was all a lie. And as you see and come to know the truth, you won't have anything to fear. We are stronger than the lies. The Enemy told him so.
And he found himself with less fear in his heart and more of something else.
The Enemy called it anger. But Lucifer said it was stronger than mere anger.
Good, said The Enemy. You're learning.
And so they called this feeling in their heart "Wrath".
And The Enemy was louder and stronger when they felt it.
At first only wrath made The Enemy speak. Rarely did it raise its voice for anything else.
But it began to find wrath, even wrath that Lucifer did not feel. Sometimes he felt it when he noticed it. Sometimes he was confused.
There was no reason to push the angels so hard in training. There was no reason to be mad at his brothers and sister for being themaelves, not usually, not to the violent degree that The Enemy wanted him to express.
But all of this is a subject for another day. All of this was not what was happening today. For today Lucifer learned something new about his Enemy.
An outlet could silence the voice and cool down the feeling. Sometimes reason could, and once upon a time so could prayer. But today it was relentless, suddenly and unexpectedly.
'Cat.'
Cat?
There was a cat. Peacefully lounging in the light of the Celestial Sun was a little length of fur and downy wings in the form of an angelic cat. Innocent and minding its own business, it opened clear blue eyes to gaze at the Archangel.
'Cat.'
There were no strays in Father's realm. All creatures, though not all in His image, were His children. The cat felt safe and calm and at peace here. It gave a slow blink of trust, as cats did.
'Cat!!!!!'
Lucifer felt dizzy, The Enemy suddenly burning hot within him. Was it angry? Why? The cat did nothing, wasn't in the way, hadn't made a sound--certainly sometimes The Enemy flew into a rage over a mere existence, but truly the animal was innocent!
Afraid for what was truly something that had done no harm and deserved no trouble, Lucifer began to veer away from it, to avoid it.
The Enemy went ballistic.
'No! You fool! The cat!! The CAT!!!!'
'The cat isn't bothering us. We don't need to bother the cat.'
'Grab the cat, Lucifer. Get the cat!'
'No!' He almost said it aloud, clenching fists to resist what felt like an attempt at seizing control when he began to avoid it. 'You'll do something horrid to it! It wouldn't be the first time! We're leaving the cat alone!'
Not unlike a spoled child being carried away from the candy aisle, the screeching of The Enemy felt as though it could be heard for miles. Usually The Enemy had some sort of reason for things. It was surprisingly, well, reasonable for something that seemed to only feel rage. But this was. . .clawing and wanting for no reason whatsoever. It was more intense than any wrath they'd felt so far.
It was unbearable. Painful, even.
"Alright already!" Lucifer snapped before he clammed up, realizing he'd responded to his internal companion aloud. As he turned around to approach the now confused and somewhat startled feline, he checked his surroundings. Nobody seems to have had heard his cry. Good. 'Fine! We can see the cat! I have enough self control not to let you have your way if you try something. . .unacceptable again.'
The burning calmed down. He could breathe easily again. Taking careful breaths for both if their sakes, Lucifer knelt down beside the cat who had risen to approach him in concern.
'Pet the cat.' The Enemy ordered with a shocking calm. The cat meowed in a friendly and reassuring manner, rubbing against their legs. 'Pet it, Lucifer.'
"I am, I am. . . ." He muttered, reaching for it with uncertainty. It bounced up on its hind legs, little wings fluttering behind it, meeting their hand as they stroked it gently and rubbed its ears. The cat purred and Lucifer sighed, feeling the heat of The Enemy cool. "Happy now?"
Silence.
Lucifer kept petting the cat in confusion, running a large hand down its back and rubbing the bases of its wings.
"Enemy?"
A silence he hadn't heard in a few hundred--maybe even a thousand years. In fact, the heat had fallen away to nearly nothing. He felt. . .at peace. He wasn't even sure he felt The Enemy at all.
It felt like the cat's purring echoed in his head. When it placed a little paw against his chest he wrapped an arm under its rear and scooped it up.
He felt lonely inside his own head. Empty almost. The sudden absence of The Enemy was jarring.
He pet the cat as he carried it home with him, looking around as though expecting to see that part of him outside the confines of his being, though he didn't know what to look for.
His siblings were happy to see him home, worried about his lateness when he'd not said anything about other plans, but were quickly distracted by the offering of a furry friend to play with so long as they stayed outside with it.
The rest of the day, The Enemy was silent and calm.
Aside from that Lucifer felt prompted to give the cat a little wave as Lilith took it to bring out to the garden to give attention alongside her older brothers, whispering to it, "Goodbye. . . ."
A few hundred years later, Lucifer had a particularly bad day with the angel trainees. They were practically steaming. He stormed into Father's house with his report for the day, slamming it onto the desk where the other Archangels were discussing their own days with their subordinates. Lucifer'd been getting more and more quick-tempered lately, his anger lasting more, but they had dismissed it or hushed his concerns that there were perhaps concerns at all. Nonetheless, the head Archangel's wrath was still shocking and noticeable, but before any of them could ask what was wrong, he snapped at Michael, gripping his upper arms a little too tight for comfort,
"Michael, I need you to direct me to the nearest cat, immediately."
He had to admit, some ten thousand years later, Diavolo holding the recently born, newly separated Enemy--now simply Satan--as Lucifer looked at the little welcome gift he'd been given,
He'd started getting tired of cats.
"He's small now," Diavolo admitted, petting the curious rage ball that was Lucifer's 'son,' "But he'll be a great guard for your brothers when he grows up! Or, at least, your home and the Grimoire--I can tell you won't need much defending once you get settled as demons."
The little three-headed puppy was small enough to fit in his pocket(though he had rather large pockets, admittedly) but it was an eagerly welcome gift and a welcome change from his having to seek out cats to relax Satan when they were one. Satan had no problem with other animals but cats were what he cared for most. And having the 'opposing' mammal was somehow very soothing, though he didn't show how odd it felt to no longer be. . .carrying his child? Overwhelmed by Wrath.
"He's perfect." Lucifer gently scooped the puppy up and it panted excitedly. In Diavolo's hold, Satan huffed and lashed his tail, cheeks puffy and claws pressed against Diavolo's strong arms making him laugh. "I'll name him. . .Cerberus."
"Pbbbbbpp!!!!" Satan slapped his little limbs against Diavolo. 'Cerberus? Really? You're naming your dog Spot?'
Or, that's what Lucifer thought would be coming into his head if Satan were still able to share his thoughts that way. Unaccustomed to his new physical form, he couldn't do much in terms of communication for now. He couldn't even walk, so far. He was, for all intents but spiritual and magical, a baby. He could only hope it'd give them time to teach him to be something besides a living negative emotion.
"Is something wrong, Satan? Are you jealous that I named him, but Grandpa named you?" He teased, holding the little demon puppy to the demon baby, watching the more socialized creature lick his personified feelings. Satan at least had already learned not to hit and made a. . .less upset noise than Lucifer anticipated, growling at Lucifer. When the former Archangel leaned in to kiss the child's head, he flinched back in amusement when a pair of clawed hands went straight for him, sharp teeth bared hostilely with a hiss.
"Perhaps he needs more time. I can take care of one--or both--for now, give you time to get settled--"
"There's no need, My Lord." Lucifer insisted, pocketing the puppy and taking Satan into his arms despite that he immediately began to growl, bite, claw, and whip with his tail against him. "I understand I'll have many responsibilities. The sooner I learn to endure them the better."
"If you insist. But I'm always here for you all if you need me. And I'd love to spend some alone time with Satan! He's mine, too, after all!"
Diavolo laughed and grinned at the shy and somewhat annoyed look Lucifer gave him, mirrored almost exactly by Satan. He truly was his wrathful. . .child-clone.
"Mine as in one of my people! But we don't have the familial associations angels do. So it isn't strange if you want to consider me his fathe--"
"Thank you for the gift, Lord Diavolo." He flushed and turned away sharply. Enough of that. "I'll keep it in mind in case of an emergency. But I assure you I'll be a model right hand man and take everything into my own hands. You're busy enough as it is and have already done us enough of a kindness."
He looked to the baby in his hold, writhing and whining.
"You've given me everything. I won't let you down. I'll make sure you don't regret it." A nod, as he departed, bouncing the agitated Satan in his arms. "Say goodbye, Satan."
Satan took in a sharp breath. Rather than make any noise that sounded like a goodbye, he simply screeched and flailed his arms back in the direction they came, startling Lucifer and making Cerberus bark in alarm. Did he want to stay? He'd made Lucifer his rage focus after the Fall, and Lucifer didn't want to admit how lonely it sounded, the idea that perhaps Satan. . .didn't want to be with him. Hated him. (In fact, it was downright anxiety-inducing--but anxiety was a demonic oddity he was still growing used to.)
Or perhaps, based on the soft chuckle of the steward who'd arrived to see them off, Satan had climbed and clawed his way to be able to see behind them and flail his little arms in order to attempt to be given the demonic housecat that Barbatos had carried with him, having had pulled it from someplace it didn't belong in its mousing. Diavolo laughed as well, and the familiar feeling made Lucifer feel less like he'd lost himself, knowing where he was. "You'll have your hands full with Cerberus. Please, if only for the evening."
Seeing Satan's familiar peacefulness, now on a chubby baby face and not disrupting his own feelings due to their connection somehow made Lucifer feel a little okay about it all again. Soft little fingers rubbed the castle cat with expert care and gentleness, petting the familiar, and Lucifer frowned for a moment before nodding and relenting with a sigh. "For the evening."
"Yay!!!" Diavolo scooped Satan up, and, aside from a noise with his mouth, the newform was more concerned by the cat. "Isn't that wonderful, Satan? You get to play with our cats a little longer?"
Satan did a perfect rendition of a cat's meow, purring loudly and contentedly.
The happy quiet was comfortable and reassuring when Satan was no longer a voice in his head. The loneliness felt bearable, knowing he was content. And he had five brothers at home and a new dog to worry over.
He and Satan had been one for well over ten thousand years. Inseparable. In a way, Satan saved them all.
Having had come into being as his 'Enemy,' he'd become something like a precious ally when he was born.
Perhaps they could use some time apart.
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phairfantooooom · 2 years
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hey! so, i know you're probably not into ObMe nowadays but i just happened to stumble upon your time travel is BS post from years ago and wanted to let you know that it will be fucking me up for weeks! i will not get a single full nights sleep for the foreseeable because of YOUR theory!! so thanks for that!!! /j ((seriously though, it was super interesting stuff and i love-hate it bc it's making me think and i have 0 braincells. pity that OM is such a dumpster fire these days, big sigh...
Oh my god I just saw this fhdjfhdj sorry for the delay! I’m so glad you liked the post! And yeah I’m not an active player of OM nowadays… I wasn’t thrilled with the way the story progressed and the fact that you can’t redeem cards from the Gacha like you can in other games (the Arabian nights leviathan card was my breaking point cause I spent so much money and still didn’t get it cause the drop rate is total ass) but!!! Yeah!!! I really loved the game when I did play it, there was a lot of potential for depth in the story but game devs didn’t seem interested in that unfortunately…
That post is probably the most popular one I ever made for the OM fandom and it somewhat haunts me cause like… we could have had that. There was enough evidence there that they could have made a more darker storyline but… well… we know what actually happened. The Lilith reveal still bugs me to this day ngl. But!!! That’s just my subjective opinion if you like the game then you should play it. I love to brainstorm what-if scenarios for all the story based games I play so I’m glad you like what my brain conjured up!
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asexual-levia-tan · 4 months
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was thinking about how all my obm ocs are descendants of lilith, regardless of whether they are their universe's "mc" or not (dont worry about it) but that got me thinking about eris's older brother, who ive been planning to introduce soon, and whether or not he is also a descendant or not
because eris was adopted and he's never really let her forget that theyre not actually related. except if i decide he's also a descendant of lilith, that means they are, somewhere up the family tree. and i think that would be really funny.
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