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idontknowmyownmind · 2 years

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Fem!Mammon AU

An AU where Mammon was not a part of the Celestia war. It's not because she is not part of Lucifer's little family in the Celestia realm, but it's because when it happened Michael had her go far away. So in a sense he made Mammon unaware of this.

In this AU, Michael is not abusive toward Mammon but he is obsessed with her. He wants her as his alone. For her to only see him as his brother and family, someone who she only loves. At first, his love toward Mammon is pure but then she meets Lucifer. From there Michael's love for her became twisted and he started to obsess over her.

So that's why he does all things necessary to make Mammon hate Lucifer and his little brothers. Yes, Lilith's situation is actually a result of his scheme. When Mammon came home and found out about what had happened, she was heartbroken. She is angry and throws a tantrum and blames Michael. But Michael is known to have a clever mind, so he let her take it all out at first and worm his manipulative words inside her heart when she is at her lowest. He twisted the situation to fit his goal and in the end Mammon believed him.

From then on, Mammon only opened up to Michael. She only trusts him and follows his guidance. She does everything he said and believes everything he told her because for her everyone is a liar and only Michael will never tell lies to her.

(The brothers thought that Mammon knew about the war but chose not to participate. They felt betrayed because she was their sister and they were family. The only angel who knows the truth is Simeon.)

She also became emotionless and cold. She only shows her true self to a few people. That person is Michael, Simeon, and Luke. Her eyes are cold and dull for everyone else but they always soften when she looks at Luke. They are also more expressive toward Simeon. Michael lets it happen because he knows that Mammon will not love Luke more than him (he is not a threat like the brothers). His biggest threat would be Simeon. But he knows that Simeon is smarter and knows better than to try to win Mammon over him. He knows how cruel Michael can be when someone try to take his sister away.

One thing about this new Mammon is how rare she smiles. The only one who receives her smile more often is probably Michael. It's because she became more expressive and alive around Michael.

With this, Michael got what he wanted. For Mammon to only see him as her older brother and family. For Mammon to only love him more and make him his priority and most treasured person.

...

The next time she meets her former brothers is during the exchange program. Even though her thoughts are spiraling, her face remains blank, devoid of emotions and her eyes dull.

The brothers were shocked to see her again. But what shocked them more is how empty Mammon looked. They are still angry and feel betrayed by the war. They think it will be easy for them to be hostile toward her but they are wrong. Because with this, all they want is to ask, why? Where were you? Are we not family?

The younger ones look heartbroken and want nothing more than their sister's presence. Lucifer wants nothing more than to make sure that she is fine and happy. But seeing how indifferent and cold she looks at them, they don't know what to do. The sister they remember is someone warm and affectionate. Who always smile in their presence. Whose eyes are warm.

What they didn't expect was for Michael to step out of the portal and place his hands on Mammon's shoulders. He has his default smile like always, but his eyes are cold and cutting when he gazes over the brothers.

'Sorry for my appearance. I just want to make sure nothing goes wrong on this side. Besides, I'm quite worried about my sister down here. I promise I'm not gonna stay for long.'

'Ah! Of course it's fine. It must be hard to let your precious sister go. You don't need to worry, I'll make sure she is safe here.'

'Thank you.'

Michael then turns Mammon around so she is facing him. He swip her bangs lightly and smiles at her. A contrast with how his first appearance, his face softened and his eyes warm. He hold her hand and says,

'Remember what I said. Don't forget what I told you, Mammon. I want what is best for you. If something happens, you can always come back to me. I'll always on your side and protect you. Never forget about that. I love you, sister.' And then he kiss her forehead. They didn't realized it at first how tense Mammon was until she relax the moment she feels Michael presence.

(I'm the only one who truly loves you. No one cares for you as much as I do. Whatever I say to you is for your own good, Mammon. I only want what is best for you. Everyone who acts nice to you only wants to take advantage of you. They don't really care about you. They just pity the weak little girl who is left behind by who she thought of her family. Who is too kind for her own good. But it's okay, you are my precious little sister. You don't need to be perfect, because you will be perfect when you're with me. I'll make you perfect. Keep following me and be by my side, sister.)

He gently brings her to his embrace. He tightens his hold when Mammon returns it. He doesn't stay long as he said.

After his leave. Diavolo instruct them to introduce each other. Mammon blinked once while tilting her head when it's Satan's turn. When the brothers tease Luke, he unconsciously reach for Mammon's hand while trying to defend himself.

'They are just teasing you, Luke.' Said her softly while patting his head. She doesn't smile but her eyes are soft. The softest they see since she arrived. Luke looks at her pouting, he grumbles a little before hugging her arm and showing his tongue to the brothers and ignoring them.

It make the little brother jealous. Simeon smile seeing Mammon and Luke and bold enough to mush her hair. Something he needs to think twice in the Celestia realm. Mammon is not smiling but she hufh a cuckle. Lucifer has his lip in thin line.

I don't know whether I want them to find out the truth or just let everything play out like this.

(Fun facts about this AU:

1. Everyone, yes even Lucifer, believes that Michael is a good guy. They don't doubt him about almost everything and trust him.

2. The only one who doesn't trust Michael since the beginning is Belphie. He finds Michael suspicious. Not once or twice did he see how Michale's face twisted when he watched Mammon interact with him and his brothers back in Celestia realm.

3. One of the reasons Michale pushed his agenda is because Belphegor started to become bold to confront him.

4. Simeon starts to doubt Michael when he accidently sees how gleeful Michael looks after the brothers fall.

5. At first, Simeon also thinks that Mammon knows about the war but chooses to ignore it. But it changes when he walks in on Michael comforting Mammon and hears what he said to her which is not true but not completely lies either. Since then, he kept finding strange things he didn't notice before.

6. At the beginning Simeon tries to take Mammon from him but Michael does something that makes Simeon stop. But that doesn't stop him from trying to 'help' Mammon. But it's not as open as before.

7. Simeon's agenda beside taking care of Luke and making sure that Mammon is safe is to let Mammon see and find out that Michael is not that good of a person. For her and the brothers to mend their broken bond.)

POSSIBLE PLOT TWIST:

Mammon actually knows the truth years after the war and before the exchange program. But her mind already became twisted so the first thing, after the anger passed swiftly, she thought that everything was her fault. Michael did all of this because she loves her and doesn't want her to leave him alone. It's her fault for not giving and showing him enough love to ease his heart that without a doubt she will always love him. She might come to love the brothers but she should do more to let Michael know that her love for him will remain unchanging. Lilith had to die and the brothers fell from grace because they entwined their life with her. So everything is because of her.

#obey me #obey me mammon #obey me michael #obey me au #angel mammon #mammon headcanon #obey me headcanon #headcanons #AU #alternate universe

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lordacex · 2 years

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Nightmare

Obey me au/headcanon fanfic(??)

Character :

Mammon/lucifer/Michael (was mention lol)

Some fluff and smoll angst(?)

Bad English and short

A dream Lucifer have a dream.

He dream about Devildom. A place that trap him after his fall.

He dream about his family. His brother that follow him when he fall and stay by his side.

He look around and everyone there..everyone was laughing and having fun... But. Someone wasn't there

He look around again. Panicking. He couldn't find him..

...he couldn't find his diamond.. he couldn't find mammon

He look around

and..

.he finally saw it....he saw his brother....but w-who...is standing next to his brother?

There are two figure one is his brother and the other is

....Micheal.?

Wait. No. Michael is taking his brother away... No No No.

He try to reach his brother..his treasure

...but he couldn't he was stuck

His pride was holding him back

The figure turn around and lot at him

He try to say something... "Ma-"

A voice..is his brother voice it sound like his in pain

"I hate you Lucifer..."

"why did you hurt me..?"

"I thought you care..."

The voice was loud in his head... sound of his brother crying

No.No.No

Ofc he care he didn't mean to hurt him pls he don't want to lost another siblings

The figure continue walking and

they slowly disappear..

Lucifer keep hearing voice

"is all your fault"

"he gone and you can't do anything about it"

"Look at how pathetic you are rn.."

He want the voice to stop he want mams to stop Walking away

He can't breath

...

Lucifer woke up with tear and sweat. Is was the worse dream he ever have. He start panicking again when he remembered about what happen in the dream...

He get up real fast form his bed and when to mams room. Knocking the door real loud but.... There was no response..

He panic and run to the living room

All of his brother was there...where mams??

His little brother look at him with confused face.

"what going on?"

"Lucifer are you ok?"

He ear was ringing

And..then he hear a familiar voice

"Lucifer are ya sick or some? You are sweating a lot...?"

Lucifer look behind him...is was his brother..his treasure... Mammon he there...no one is taking him away..no one

He want to run and hug Mams but he feel shame to do that in front of his other brother

"mams meet me in my room.now."

"Huh..? O-ok"

Mams wasn't sure what going on but he just follow Lucifer to his room

The other brother was ready to drop unnecessary comment but Lucifer gave them a death stare

...

[inside Lucifer room]

Mams wasn't sure what Lucifer want He just stand there staring at him. He sure he didn't done anything wrong yet...or did he??

Lucifer turn around and..he hug his brother real tight.. in thousand year he finally build courage to hug his treasure again like how he use too.

He ignore his sin. Ignore his pride. He just want to make sure that his brother is really here

Mams was confuse and concern for few seconds but he hug back anyway

"what wrong big bro..? Did ya have nightmare" [mams]

Lucifer was silent for a second but he answers with a small "yeah"

"wanna talk bout it?" Mams can feel Lucifer heart beat is was loud and fast as if he just run in a marathon or something

Lucifer when silent again both of them are just enjoying the hug until he start speaking again

"I saw Micheal taking you away..." [Luci]

"wha?... Ohh-" mams laugh a bit

Lucifer gave him some stare that say "why are you laughing?"

"hehe is nothing. It just yknow is funny how ya thought I would go with Michael and leave y'all here" [mams]

"Well is understandable.." is was a hard word to come out form the pride avatar but he have to say it.. "I was mean to you and the other treat you badly too...is understandable...for you to suddenly leave us one day.." [Luci]

...

"oh c'mon Luci....if I going to leave for that reason I do that a thousand year ago" [mams]

"I-i care for ya...and I care for all of my brother even if you guys are mean...and ya guys hurt me sometime.. but I still won't leave ya guys. I would be with you till the day I die and that mean forever.. I would only leave if y'all want me too. " [Mams]

"mams...I would never kick you out even if cause a big trouble..." [Luci"

"of course I know that Luci. after all ya love me so much ya even dream about me" mams decide to do a little teasing and laugh at it

Lucifer was staring at him and he look down for a moment taking a deep breath

"Would you give me a chance to change myself? I'm sorry for everything I did all this time and I promise I won't let the other and my sin hurt you again" [Luci]

Mams wasn't sure how he suppose to respond to that..

Lucifer apologize??? The avatar of pride dropping his sin??

...

Mams turn to look at Lucifer and gave Lucifer a big smile

"well ya can do what ya want...I'm ok with anything as long as is don't put anyone in danger hehe" [mams]

Lucifer pull mammon into a hug again and both of them stay like that for few minutes

"Uh..Luci? Don't ya have like a meeting with diavolo?" [Mams]

"that meeting can wait..my brother is more important" [Luci]

"that kinda weird coming for ya" [mams]

Lucifer just reply with a soft knock on his head and small smile of his lips..

Ahahahhahah my hand hurt

Anyway have this thingy here I probably do a bonus part with headcanon of this au lmaooo

#mammonobeyme #lucifer obey me #obey me headcanons #obey me fanfic #obey me au #mammon and lucifer #im hot af #obey me fluff

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archived-kin · 3 years

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solomon deserves a husband so i'm giving him one (it's you)

note from kin: i don’t know HOW i’ve managed to get this out so soon after my last piece but i do know that it is a miracle (now watch me disappear for like a month lmao)

anyway there’s a severe lack of content for the boys in this fandom and therefore i am here to try to mitigate that!!

(as a heads up, this is sort of an au version of obey me’s story?? there’s no exchange program, and the general human world doesn’t know about the devildom or celestial realm, apart from sorcerers and similar special cases. solomon and simeon both still visit the devildom, though - solomon because he has a sort of job at the r.a.d., and simeon as an ambassador sort of thing for the celestial realm. the r.a.d.’s also less of a school and more of an organisation?? i haven’t really fleshed it out haha)

fandom: obey me!

character(s): male! reader, solomon, mammon (briefly), simeon (briefly)

pairing(s): solomon/reader

warning(s): blasphemy??? solomon disses god really briefly and that’s about it

genre: fluff!!!!!!!!!

As a general rule of thumb, Solomon doesn’t believe in destiny.

He’s lived long enough to know that, no matter what he does, the universe does not care about him, much less have some sort of plan for his future. The course that the world takes isn’t affected by some grand puppet master pulling the strings; one has to force the so-called path of fate in the direction they want it to take if they want something. Solomon knows this better than anyone.

It’s as much a downfall as it is a strength - as much as power as he’s amassed over the countless years, his constant need to challenge the universe’s power has lead him down a path far from humanity. There had been a time when he was like every other human on the Earth, when he was still young, full of hope and determination and promise, believing earnestly in some God high in the sky who would guide him through his life.

He shudders to think what sort of insufferable fool he’d been back then. An almighty God? Don’t make him laugh. The ruler of the Celestial Realm is incompetent at best, and a downright childish brat at worst. He doesn’t know how the angels put up with him - though he supposes his realm-smiting power is part of it. Why the universe chose to place such power on such a being’s shoulders will always be beyond him.

Long as it has been since he had been so naive, Solomon has learnt his lesson, to say the least. He’s seen people come and go, witnessed kings and queens reign and fall, watched on as friends and family live and die. It’s a truth that he’s been forced to learn across the years of his long, long life, a curse that he brought upon himself the moment he gave up the purity of his soul in pursuit of magical arts.

He supposes he’s always had an insatiable thirst for the unknown - to play all his cards out front, to tempt fate’s hand, to jump into the void and hope to find ground beneath his feet when he lands. It’s that sort of reckless abandon and hunt for knowledge that has led him so far down this path, through so many years, across so many sleepless nights. The world continues to swirl around him, always changing, but Solomon refuses to be swept away. Because, even in the tumultuous movement of the universe, there has always been one constant that keeps him anchored - you.

The night he'd first met you isn’t as clear in his mind as he would have liked. He wants to be able to remember everything - the way the soft blue light of the will-o’-whisps had lit up your eyes in the dark of the night, the way that your hand had felt in his as you greeted him with a handshake, the way that you had said his name for the first time - in sharp detail, but Solomon knows better than to hope to recall something so long ago so perfectly.

He’d still been relatively new to a sorcerer’s life at the time - excited and determined and a little too full of himself. You… well, he doesn’t remember exactly, but he does remember thinking that you must be the most handsome being to exist. The you of today would probably shake your head and dismiss the past you as an obnoxious high hoper, but Solomon has loved you for so many years that he’s never been able to think of you as anything less than perfect.

There are times when he wondered how he managed to stumble upon such luck. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that Solomon has has had truly insufferable periods over the years he’s known you, and he’s always considered it a miracle that you still chose to stay. Even through all the restless nights and the exhausting trips, even after all of the clashes and vexation, you have refused to give up on him.

He had asked you once, in the aftermath of an argument spurred by his inability to confide in you and your own frustration with his refusal to communicate. He remembers that night so vividly that it might well have happened just yesterday - the frustrated shouts, the shattering of glass, the warmth of your arms around his shoulders as he finally collapsed on himself. He doesn’t know what your face had looked like as he stuttered the question out in stuttering breaths, head buried in your shoulder in an effort to conceal his tears, but he imagines that it had been soft.

“I’m not going to leave you to yourself,” You had told him matter-of-factly, stroking his hair with such fondness that it still sometimes brings a tear to his eye when he remembers it on particularly long nights. “And I’m not giving up on you, either - not now, not ever.”

Solomon had been unable to speak, too choked up by his feelings and the sudden, overwhelming love spreading through his entire body to reply. He’d only sunk deeper into your embrace, wishing that the moment could last forever.

I wonder if he still remembers that…?

“...lomon! Anyone home?!”

He jolts up from the table he’s sitting at so abruptly that he nearly knocks his head right into Mammon’s chin. The Avater of Greed, however, reacts quickly, and hops back before Solomon can break his jawbone.

“Jeez, you’re off on a different planet today,” He comments, setting his hands on his hips as Solomon shoots him the sort of look that tells him that he’s not particularly enthused about his presence at the moment. “What’s up with ya?”

Solomon isn’t quite sure how to answer. Sorry, I got distracted thinking about how perfect and lovely my husband is and how I’m the luckiest man in the entire world - nay, the universe - to have him. He nearly physically shudders at the thought of how much teasing he’d receive if he answered like that.

Instead, he chooses a much safer and still technically true option. “Just thinking about going home today.”

Mammon nods in understanding, pulling up a seat next to him and throwing himself down into it without much grace. “I feel ya. S’ been a long day.”

“You’ve barely done anything today,” Solomon quips flatly, not particularly impressed by the demon’s attempt at… empathy? Relatability? Either way, it isn’t working. “I doubt it’s been that hard.”

“Now, now, Solomon, let’s not be rude,” interjects a soft voice from behind them. Simeon is still dressed in his fancy envoy cloak - the one so long and heavy that it trails along behind him like a bridal train, decorated with a number of elaborate golden charms that jingle as he moves.

Solomon attempts to shoot him a slightly annoyed look, but it’s kind of hard to stay irritated by one of the literal embodiments of holiness and light, even if he wakes you up at very unholy hours of the morning to help him figure out how to answer an email. Solomon isn’t ungrateful for the new age of technology descending on humanity, but he’d like it a lot better if it hadn’t somehow reached the angels as well. The amount of times he’s had to tell Simeon that he needs to actually turn his D.D.D. on before he starts calling someone is… embarrassing, to say the least.

“You’re back in the Devildom, I see,” He observes as the angel pulls up a seat and sits beside him. “Did Michael send you down again?”

Simeon nods with a smile. “There were some arrangements that needed to be made with Lord Diavolo. Naturally, I volunteered.”

“Naturally,” Solomon echoes, raising a brow at his friend. “I don’t suppose your biases had anything to do with your decision?”

“Well, they may have had some effect,” Simeon answers with a shameless smile and shrug, beginning to undo the tassels of his heavy cloak and draping it on the back of chair he’s sitting on. He’s still wearing all of his regular clothes underneath it - including the other, much smaller cloak. Solomon wonders how he hasn’t somehow melted in the heat.

“When’re you gonna start heading home, anyway?” Mammon asks, beginning to pick at a loose thread on his jacket sleeve. “It’s gettin’ late.”

Solomon blinks and looks up at the clock. “...ah, you’re right. In that case, I'll get going now.”

Mammon shoots him an odd look as he pushes himself up from the table and reaches for his bag, managing to hoist it onto his shoulder with some effort. He’s never been particularly good at heavy lifting - you’re usually the one helping him carry everything around the house.

“Oi, oi, what’s the rush?” the demon asks as Solomon adjusts the weight of his bag and starts heading for the door. “You on a timer or something?”

“I promised [Name] I’d be home earlier tonight,” is Solomon’s slightly absent-minded reply as he fiddles about in his pocket to find his transportation charm, nearly losing his balance and dropping his bag in the process. “I’ll see you both tomorrow.”

Mammon watches him in clear confusion for a moment as he pats down his pockets, mumbling a quiet curse under his breath as he realises that he’s left his charm at home again. How many times this month does that make it now...? He supposes that he could always perform a teleportation spell, but knowing his luck with those, he’ll probably end up somewhere in Morocco again.

“Oi, Simeon,” Mammon hisses to the angel, who cocks his head slightly to the side and leans over so as to hear him more clearly. “Who’s this ‘[Name]’ Solomon’s talkin’ about?”

“You don’t know?” Simeon blinks at him in blatant perplexion - as if he can’t even fathom the idea that Mammon might not know who Solomon’s talking about. “He’s talking about his husband.”

There’s a long moment of silence. Then—

“Solomon has a HUSBAND!?” Mammon practically shrieks, completely flabbergasted. “I thought he was totally, like, the forever alone type!”

“Don’t tell me you’ve never noticed?” is Simeon’s bewildered response. “Who do you think Solomon is always talking about buying groceries for?”

“I thought he was just buyin’ them for himself!” Mammon fires back, looking far more ruffled and shocked than he probably should be. He whips around to look at Solomon, who’s flicking through the little packet of blank charms he keeps on him at all times in an effort to find the right one to create a temporary transportation charm. He’s had to do it so many times this month that he’s already beginning to run out. “You’re married?!”

“Of course,” Solomon answers vaguely, briefly raising his left hand, allowing Mammon to spot the soft glint of a ring around his fourth finger. “You’re not?”

“Wh— ‘course I’m not!” Mammon exclaims, positively scandalised by the very concept. “Why would I get married, huh?! It’s a waste of time and a waste of money!”

“Think whatever you like,” Solomon dismisses him easily, which only seems to irritate Mammon further.

Finally having found the right blank charm, he plucks it out and begins carefully tracing patterns onto it with a single glowing finger. He’s dimly aware of Mammon furiously whispering to Simeon in the background, with the angel responding in kind, most likely sharing some exaggerated story from back when the three of you had worked together - when Solomon had accepted a job from the Celestial Realm. The details of the whole thing are a little fuzzy to him now, long as it has been, but he’s almost completely sure that Simeon somehow still remembers the whole thing flawlessly.

“How old even is he?!” He hears Mammon hiss.

“I’m not so sure myself,” Simeon replies, placing his chin in a thoughtful hand. “Let’s see… their two millennial anniversary’s coming up in about two years, and I remember Solomon saying that they got married when he was around two hundred or so… which means he’s about twenty-one hundred years old.”

“Holy shit,” Mammon mutters in disbelief, turning glance at the sorcerer as he starts folding down the corners of his charm into the right shape. “Humans aren’t supposed to live that long. How’s his husband still alive, then?”

“That isn’t really a question for me to answer,” Simeon shakes his head slightly. “I suppose you can always ask him yourself if Solomon ever brings him to work with him.”

“I doubt it,” Solomon speaks up for the first time since announcing his departure. “He’s usually busy during the day. Besides, transportation charms make him queasy, and I’m not making him walk all the way down here.”

“Aren’t you a wizard?” Mammon asks, scratching his head. “Just do one of ya fancy teleportation spells. Why d’you need a charm?”

Solomon sighs. He hates to admit it, but he can’t be bothered to make up some other reason to cover up for himself. “I’m afraid that teleportation spells aren’t actually particularly accurate. We could end up somewhere in the Pacific if I’m not careful.”

Mammon looks thunderstruck. “Then what about all those times you’ve teleported us?! Don’t tell me we coulda ended up in, like, the Archaic Pit or something?!”

“Well, it was always a possibility,” Solomon shrugs in reply, finishing the charm with a deft flick of his hand. “You’re a demon, I sure you could have handled yourself.”

“But…!” Mammon crosses his arms and turns away like a grumpy child. “Hmph…”

“Do say hello to [Name] for me, will you?” Simeon requests as Solomon turns to open the door, ignoring the sulking demon sitting beside him. “We haven’t been able to talk for a while.”

“You text him every day, don’t you?” Solomon asks, shooting him an unimpressed look. “I’d say that’s conversation enough.”

“Now, now, there’s no need to be stingy,” Simeon countered with a smile, tilting his head slightly to the side and leaning forward. “Besides, one misses the presence of an actual person after a while of nothing but electronic communication... especially texting is so difficult. Tell him he’s always welcome to come around for some tea - Luke would be happy to see him.”

Solomon shakes his head, but makes a sound of affirmation nevertheless. You had mentioned that you’ve missed seeing Simeon since he’d started the whole negotiator businesss, and he isn’t the sort of person to deny you the company of a friend. “I’ll let him know. Anyway, I should really be going now…”

“Have a safe journey!” Simeon calls after him as he swings the door open and sweeps out. Solomon waves a hand over his shoulder in response, then disappears down the corridor, most likely to a quiet spot in the courtyard to use his charm. He’s been banned from using them indoors ever since he accidentally shattered one of the fancy artifacts in the assembly hall and sent hundreds of shards flying everywhere. Apparently Barbatos is still finding tiny pieces of glass in the crevices of the floor.

“Why didn’t Solomon ever say anythin’?” Mammon asks Simeon after a moment of quietude. “Seems like the sorta thing you’d mention.”

“Solomon’s a private man,” Simeon says with a shrug. “Besides, he and [Name] have made plenty of enemies over the years, and you’d be shocked by how quickly names and locations can spread…”

“Does he mind us knowin’ about it, then?”

“Well, personally, I’ve known for a while,” Simeon answers, “And I’m sure the others will have worked it out by now - Solomon’s always finding ways to mention [Name] in passing. But no, I’m sure he doesn’t mind. He’d say something if he did.”

Mammon nods and goes silent for a little while. Then he asks, “What’s this [Name] like, then? Must be some guy if Solomon liked him enough to put a ring on him and keep him for that long.”

“Well, let’s see…” Simeon drums his fingers thoughtfully against the tabletop. “He has quite the penchant for raising deadly plants, he hasn’t gone more than a full month without exploding something or another for about five centuries, he takes clocks apart in his spare time, he likes his coffee with a touch of vanilla, he collects cursed books, he makes a lovely butterscotch-cinnamon pie, and he works as a curse breaker for hire.”

It takes a moment for Mammon to process all of the information that’s just been dumped on him. “...sounds like the kinda guy Satan would get along with.”

“I thought so as well,” Simeon agrees. “Their house even reminds me of Satan’s room, in a way… [Name] is quite the avid reader.”

“What, you’ve been?”

“Only once,” Simeon’s eyes flutter closed for a moment as he reminisces. “Quite a long time ago now. I wouldn’t know where to find it even if I wanted to go again, though - it’s always moving.”

“Do they move house a lot, then?”

Simeon shakes his head. “Oh, no, no. They’ve lived in the same house for centuries - it’s the house that moves itself.”

Mammon pauses. “...what?”

“The building,” Simeon clarifies. “They’ve got an enchantment on the whole thing that makes it change locations every couple of weeks or so.”

“But… why?”

Simeon shrugs. “[Name] doesn’t like staying in one place for too long.”

“Still, isn’t that a bit much…?” Mammon pulls a face. “They could always just travel, ya know…”

“As Solomon said, transportation talismans make [Name] feel queasy,” Simeon explains. “And he prefers not to use teleportation spells when it comes to him, just in case they end up somewhere dangerous.”

“And he doesn’t care about the rest of us ending up somewhere dangerous?” Mammon huffs and collapses forwards onto the table.

“Well, you can’t really compare the two,” Simeon says patiently as the demon continues to mutter indignantly under his breath. “He’s his husband, and we’re essentially just his friends from work.”

Mammon opens his mouth to make a rebuttal, then thinks about it for a moment and changes his mind. After a moment, he comments, a little less resentfully, “Well, you’d think he’d at least introduce us.”

“He’s been planning to for a while, actually,” Simeon tells him. “Give him some time and he’ll probably bring it up on his own.”

Mammon nods. “He’d better!”

“I’m home.”

You look up from the book you’re reading and hop down from your seat on the roof just in time to see Solomon emerge from the back garden, looking noticeably dishevelled, with leaves decorating his head like some sort of fancy accessory.

“Welcome back!” You greet him happily, setting the book aside and moving forward to start picking the leaves from his hair. Solomon smiles softly at you as you take his bag in one hand and start pulling him to the front door with the other. “You forgot your talisman again, by the way.”

“I noticed,” He laughs, gently removing your hand from his upper arm and wrapping his fingers around it instead. “Why else do you think I ended up in the hedges again?”

“It’s a wonder that you’ve had to make these temporary talismans so many times and you still haven’t gotten one right yet,” You tease in reply, nudging him in the shoulder. “How many points is that on the tally now, then?”

“Ten for the basement, seven for the roof, and eleven for the hedges now,” He answers with a small pout as you laugh. “Honestly, you’d think I would have learnt my lesson...”

“You never do, love.”

The door creaks as you and your husband enter the house, only to immediately be greeted by a bundle of scales hitting you head-on. You manage to keep your footing and steady yourself on the doorway; Solomon isn’t so lucky, and ends up laying spread-eagled on the floor with about two hundred kilograms of excited adolescent dragon purring on his chest.

“Looks like Triton missed you,” You comment with a bright smile, setting Solomon’s bag down beside the umbrella rack and leaning over to give the dragon a scratch behind his left horn, just the way he likes it. He rumbles happily and jingles the little bell around his neck at you. “Isn’t he getting big?”

“I saw him this morning, [Name],” Solomon wheezes from his position on the floor, somehow managing to reach up and tickle Triton’s chin with one hand despite the dragon’s weight. “He can’t have grown that much in ten hours.”

“You never know!” You tell him, reaching up and wrapping your arms around Triton’s neck. He coos in a delighted fashion and raises his head, setting it heavily on your shoulder. Solomon uses the brief lightening of the weight on him to take in a deep breath as you allow your dragon to nuzzle furiously into your neck. “Dragons are unpredictable, you know.”

“Believe me, I do,” He sighs tiredly as Triton blows out a pleased puff of hot air and knocks the clock off the wall again. “Now, if you wouldn’t mind, Triton, I’d quite like to get back up again.”

The dragon blinks and raises his head from your shoulder, glancing down at the sorcerer that he’s crushing under his weight. Then he huffs and turns away again.

“Oh, you—!” Solomon curses as the dragon seems to press even harder into him. Your laughter rings out across the hall, and while he’d normally take a moment to admire the sound, he’s a little preoccupied. “[Name], stop laughing and help me!”

“He’s like a rebellious teenager!” You splutter helplessly in reply, voice still trembling slightly out of mirth. Triton makes a happy noise as you reach up and rub his scaly cheeks, his ears fluttering slightly. “Awww, you’re really growing up, aren’t you, baby? Your poor dads are really going to have their work cut out for them, huh?”

“Hey,” Solomon calls reproachfully from beneath Triton’s enormous chest. “Your husband’s still being crushed down here.”

“Oh, right!” You click your tongue and give Triton a meaningful look. He grumbles but obeys nevertheless, hopping off of Solomon (though not without knocking all the air out of him by using his chest as a launchpad) and scampering off, most likely to go play with the salamanders that have set up shop in the storage room again.

“I’ll never understand how you manage him so well,” Solomon sighs as you bend down to pull him to his feet, rubbing at the sore spot on his chest. “He never listens to me.”

“Aw, he loves you, really,” You reassure him, taking his hand and pressing a comforting kiss to his knuckles. “He just likes roughhousing with you.”

Solomon shakes his head, wanting to complain further about the big lizard that the two of you had adopted six months ago after the last one grew up and flew the nest, but then he sees the smile on your face, and he feels the flicker of irritation in his chest die down almost immediately. It’s at times like this that he’s really reminded of how absolutely worth it all of the nonsense he has to put up with at work is - because, at the end of the day, you are here, with your warm eyes and your lovely smile, with your comforting hands and your warm embrace, and there is no road too long to walk if you are waiting for him at the end of it.

“I know,” He sighs, tugging off his shoes and stepping into his favourite pair of slippers - the ones with the little cat faces printed on them that you’ve charmed to always maintain a perfect temperature for his feet. He glances at your own feet and notes that you’re wearing your matching pair as well.

The two of you have long since set up a routine for this sort of occasion, and you both fall into it with unconscious ease. Solomon changes into something more comfortable while you put the kettle on in the kitchen, and the two of you inevitably spend so long snuggled up together on the largest armchair in the living room, unwilling to leave the warmth of each other’s presence, that the water cools down, and you end up having to put it back on again. Then you sit together at the table, you with a coffee with a dash of vanilla and him with his favourite chrysanthemum tea that you always brew just the way he likes it. Sometimes you’ll sit side by side, shoulders pressed up against each other as you show him the specifics of your latest curse-breaking commission, and sometimes you’ll sit across from each other, holding hands across the tabletop as he tells you about his day.

Today it is the former, but Solomon can’t help but zone a little out of the detailed deep-dive you’re giving him about the intricacies of the spell that’s cursed this teapot to shoot its contents at anyone who attempts to fill it. It isn’t that your explanation is boring - quite the contrary, in fact; Solomon could probably listen to you describing the most mundane or trivial of things on loop for the rest of his life and be perfectly content with it. No, it’s more to do with the fact that this is the first time he’s been home before dark in a long while, and he can’t help but revel in the fact that he can spend time with you like this again. Of course, there’s something wonderful in coming home to be able to collapse into bed beside you and bury his face in the crook of your neck, drifting to sleep as you burrow closer to him even in your sleep, but Solomon can’t run off of that forever - he needs to see you with your eyes open as well, after all.

“You’re not listening to a word I say, are you?” You ask as you note the far-off look on your husband’s face. You’re not offended in the slightest by the way he starts at the directed question, evidently guilty, but you are a little puzzled. “Is there something wrong?”

Solomon’s mouth falls open slightly, then shuts again. There’s something about the way you’re looking at him so earnestly that makes his heart stutter like nothing else. Honestly, you’d think he’d be used to this after nearly two thousand years, but it seems that he’s still as weak for you as he was on the very first day of your marriage. “...I suppose I’ve just got a lot on my mind.”

“You always have a lot on your mind,” You counter softly, giving his hand a brief squeeze. “Come on, you can tell me.”

He laughs quietly, bringing your linked hands up to his face and gently holding yours to the side of his face; you, in turn, unfurl your fingers from around his and rub his cheek affectionately. After a moment, a fond smile pulling at his lips, Solomon replies, “I’ve… missed you a lot this week.”

You pause in mild surprise, but it quickly turns to endearment as Solomon presses his body even closer to yours. The hand that you’re using to hold your mug of coffee moves to settle on his shoulder as you pull him closer. “Really now? What a coincidence. I’ve missed you lots as well, love.”

He chuckles a little bashfully, his cheeks flushing. It seems that your ability to fluster him hasn’t declined even a bit over the years. He’s still well and truly besotted.

You can’t help but find it rather amusing that, despite already having spent a good hour and a half or so in the living room, bundled so close together in the blankets that you could feel his breath on your skin, the two of you are still nestling so close together now. You suppose it’s the effects of a week with much less contact than usual.

You lean forward and press a kiss to his jaw before pulling back again, reaching for your coffee and taking a sip. Solomon exhales softly, pulling his own drink towards him and draining the last of the tea in a single mouthful.

“You know,” He says, setting his empty cup down on the table. “One of my coworkers was asking about you earlier.”

“‘Coworkers’,” You snort at his choice of language, earning a reproachful poke in the side as punishment. “Come on, just admit that they’re your friends.”

“Fine,” He sighs. “One of my friends, then - Mammon, the one that Lucifer’s stringing up all the time.”

“The one with white hair?” You recall, thinking back to the group photo that Simeon had sent you a while back. “He’s the Avatar of Greed, right?”

“That’s the one,” Solomon nods. “Apparently he never noticed that I was married.”

“Well, you can’t really blame him,” You say, giving him a playful nudge. “Honestly, the way you keep your mouth shut, you’d think I was some shameful secret or something.”

Solomon looks scandalised by the very idea - it had only been a little joke, but his eyes flash with such affront that it’s almost as if someone has genuinely called you such a thing. “Of course not! I’d never—”

“Hey, hey, it’s okay, I was joking,” You cut him off before he can get more riled up. Solomon calms down quickly once you set a comforting hand on his knee, though he still looks a little indignant. “I know why you don’t like talking about us much, but really, it’s okay. They’re your friends, aren't they?”

He hesitates, then nods, releasing another deep sigh soon afterwards. “I suppose. There isn’t much I can really do about it at this point anyway… according to Simeon, most of them have somehow figured it out already.”

“They’re probably a lot smarter than you give them credit for, Sol,” You hum, reaching up and brushing a stray lock of hair out of his eyes for him. “They’re demons, after all. They’ve lived even longer than us.”

“Believe me, they really aren’t.” Solomon shakes his head, a frown pinching at his brow at the very memory of the amount of things that his coworkers have done recently - some of the most notable being Diavolo setting an entire flock of geese free in the courtyard for an ‘experiment’, Levi quite literally throwing himself out of a window just to win a bet against Mammon about who could get down the stairs faster, Asmo causing a stampede in the main hall by dropping and shattering a bottle full of a powerful aphrodisiac potion that became even more powerful once released into the air, and Lucifer accidentally breaking one of Solomon’s favourite cauldrons when he’d transformed into his demon form and inadvertently smacked halfway across the room it with one of his upper wings.

“I’d really love to meet them some day,” You sigh, swirling the contents of your mug around. “They sound like fun.”

“Trust me, the trouble isn’t worth it—” Solomon attempts to reason with you, but he gives up laughably quickly as you pout at him in protest. “Oh, fine. But don’t blame me if you get sick because of the charm again.”

“We don’t have to use the charm,” You shake your head. “Just do a teleportation spell!”

“You know that that’s risky,” Solomon sighs, chucking you under the chin and leaning forward to kiss the tip of your nose. You laugh as he draws back again, a pleased smile rising on his face at your reaction. “We could end up anywhere.”

“You’ve teleported them a bunch of times, though, haven’t you? And you haven’t ended up in Texas or the Sahara Desert any of those times!”

The resemblance to his earlier conversation with Mammon and Simeon is almost uncanny. “That’s different. I was still teleporting them within the Devildom, not across an entire realm barrier… and besides, I can afford the risk with them. You’re a different story.”

You pout again, shoulders dropping in defeat, though it doesn’t escape Solomon’s notice that his sentiment seems to have appeased you at least a little. “...guess we’ll just have to use a transportation talisman, huh…?”

“That’s your only option if you really want to visit, yes.”

You go quiet for a moment or two, nose wrinkling and face scrunching as you think it over. Solomon doesn’t mind the lack of conversation - he entertains himself by studying your features, wondering for perhaps the millionth time how he managed to find someone like you.

Finally, a determined look rising on your face, you nod and proclaim, “Then I’ll do it!”

Solomon cocks his head slightly to the side. He can’t say he’s surprised by your eagerness, but he had expected it to take you longer to make up your mind. He opens his mouth to say something, but tou answer his question before he’s even asked it, a skill that you’d managed to pick up within the first year or so of knowing him.

“I really wanna see what you actually get up to when you work,” You explain, looking a little sheepish. “You’ve had a job there for nearly two years and I’ve never even said a word to the people you work with.”

Solomon laughs. “It isn’t usually a requirement in the workplace. Wear appropriate uniform, bring any equipment you need, introduce your husband to your coworkers within the decade…”

“Still, I’d feel bad if I didn’t at least meet them,” You say. “Besides, I want to see Simeon as well. You said he’s working down in the Devildom for a bit as well, didn’t you?”

“Why are you so eager to see him, huh?” Solomon’s tone is light and teasing, so you know not to take him seriously as he puts on an hurt expression. “I’m offended. Your dear husband’s right here and you’re thinking about some angel.”

“Oh, stop it, you,” You shake your head in slightly exasperated amusement as he runs a finger down his cheek in lieu of a tear. “You know it’s not like that.”

“Isn’t it?” He pulls an exaggeratedly petulant face and pretends to turn away like an upset child. “Sometimes I feel like you love him more than me.”

“Simeon’s a lovely guy, but you’re still the only guy for me, you doof,” You tell him, tapping fondly at the cheek he’s turned to you with your free hand. Solomon obligingly turns back around to look at you, a grin pulling at his mouth. “Why would I marry you and then stay here for two thousand years if you weren't?”

“I guess I always assumed it was out of pity or something,” He jokes in response, leaning forward and briefly brushing his nose against yours. “And, just so you know, you’re the only guy for me as well.”

“I’d better be,” is your lighthearted reply as he pulls away. After a moment, looking at him expectantly, you begin tentatively, “So…?”

He sighs, but gives you a smile nevertheless. “I’ll ask Diavolo. He probably wouldn’t mind if I brought you without asking first, but Lucifer definitely would.”

“What’ll we do if they hate me?” You ask. “Do demons actually eat humans?”

“They wouldn’t dare,” He replies firmly. “Not if I have anything to say about it. Besides, they won’t hate you. I doubt anyone could.”

You laugh and drop your head to rest on his chest. “You’re too nice to me, love.”

Solomon turns to wrap both his arms around your shoulders, setting his chin on the crown of your head. You smile into his jumper, looping your own arms around his waist and pushing yourself closer to him.

“I’m not just being nice. Honestly, [Name], you’re kind of the most perfect man in the universe.”

#obey me #obey me imagines #obey me x reader #swd solomon #swd mammon #swd simeon #solomon x reader #reader insert #male reader #fluff #domestic sorcerer husbands #planning on turning this into a series if i can haha

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hotdemonsummer · 3 years

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АД. НЕБЕСА. - a game by Solmare Lodge (a Pathologic / Obey Me! AU)

Have you ever considered angels, my friend? An angel is a nightmare. Their purpose is to instill primal, oppressive horror. I think if angels existed, they’d resemble a divine pillar of light — from the heavens to the earth. Devoid of anything remotely human.

Get a hold of yourself, Solomon. Inquisitors are people.

The town on the Devildom river, nestled inside the eastern Steppe is quiet place in the middle of nowhere. You are an academic from the Capital, invited to the town by a man you have never met, and you seek to discover what makes you so important. Shortly after your arrival, a deadly epidemic breaks loose in the town, and you are one of the few tasked with investigating the new plague. However, there is more to the Town-On-Devildom than meets the eye, and tangled web of intrigue and political deceit and impossibilities lies between you and the cure.

(backgrounds by Ice Pick Lodge, art/edits by me! zoom in on the dialogue scenes to read!)

More AU info under the cut

The Outsiders - the counterparts to Patho’s healers, all people called to the Town at the same time who work to cure the plague in their own ways.

MC, The Oblation - A blend of both the Haruspex and the Bachelor, they have both Artemy’s character arc and ideals (love, hope, grappling with the past vs the future) and Daniil’s newcomer status and resistance to the arcane. They receive a letter that claims to be from the Mayor of the Town-on-Devildom that begs for them to come. However, they find that the Mayor has been missing for some time, and that his son, Diavolo, is in charge of the town’s council. A councilman named Lucifer asks for their help in some matters with his younger brother, but they quickly come to to find the beginnings of a plague outbreak. Despite MC’s best efforts, it just seems like the Town-On-Devildom has sunk its fangs into them and refuses to let them go. In order to cure the plague, MC needs to find a way to make all seven brothers cooperate again while dodging the justice of the Capital’s inquisitor.

Solomon, The Theurgist - A blend of both the Bachelor and the Haruspex, he has Daniil’s composure, aloofness, and lofty ideals and Artemy’s status as someone familiar with the townsfolk and knowledge of things beyond the realm of science. Solomon is MC’s closest ally in solving the plague, although he tends to speak in riddles.

Simeon, The Eidolon - A mysterious man who appears with his young ward, Simeon is the closest counterpart to the Changeling. Simeon posesses a strange miraculous holy magic unheard of in the Town-On-Devildom, but this makes him all the more distrusted by the townsfolk. Never lies, but never speaks the whole truth. He and his ward are from a place both outside of and within the Town called the Celestium.

The Bound - MC’s bound, the seven brothers.

Lucifer - Councilman Lucifer is one of the three town leaders. He owns a house in town, his family home, but rarely stays there. He helps MC when possible, but his work during the epidemic to keep the town in check (and failing) leaves him unable to do much, and his loyalty to Diavolo comes above all else.

Mammon - A local conman who has run out of cons, Mammon is disliked in the town. Always penniless (though who knows what he spends it on), Mammon is in some debt at the start of the game with some of the local women, and MC is asked by Lucifer to make sure he hasn’t gotten himself killed. Luckily for him and unfortunately for the town, his debtors are some of the first plague victims MC finds. Likes to help MC, but not the most reliable.

Leviathan - Levi is the only one who can be found in the brothers’ family home, holed up in his room. He spends his days alone, disliking and fearing the company of others. Possesses particular insights into the town if you can convince him to tell you much.

Satan - Satan wants little to do with his councilman brother and was the first to move out, having a small home on the opposite side of town filled with his beloved books. Eager to help MC, but his bitter family ties hold him back.

Asmodeus - Another brother who moved out, Asmodeus considers himself a big fish in a tiny pond. It’s his home in which Solomon stays, and he extends to offer to MC, but is more concerned with protecting himself than aiding the two with the cure.

Beelzebub - Beel works as a local laborer, if only to have more money for food to sate his endless appetite. When the plague hits and food begins to be rationed, he is one of the best sources of trade as he’s desperate for any kind of nuts or beans MC can find, and will happy trade them any manner of drugs and ammo.

Belphegor - A key to solving the mystery of the plague, Belphegor was imprisoned days before the start by the council for objecting to their plans: release the plague that was sealed to bring the crisis with the Celestium to a head and force some kind of reckoning. Belphegor hates and mistrusts MC, believing them to be an agent oh the council. He will lie to and manipulate MC, and MC needs to find a way to get him to tell them what he knows.

OTHERS

Diavolo - The Mayor’s son, Diavolo is a kind and gregarious man who cares greatly for the townsfolk. He is the head of the council which formed in his father’s absence to govern the town. He offers advice to MC, but in truth he is responsible for the crisis as he saw releasing the plague from the earth as the only way to bring peace to the Town and the Celestium, provided either of them survive.

Barbatos - The third member of the council, Barbatos is a polite man who speaks in vague riddles. One never knows if he is helping or leading you astray. Does much of Diavolo’s hands-on work.

Luke - Simeon’s ward, a young boy who fulfills Clara’s role of standing around places and giving vague and often harsh advice to MC. Is trying his best to help but his manners need some work.

Michael - The inquisitor, sent from the “Capital” to oversee the Town’s fate. All chafe under his watchful eye. In truth, he is from the Celestium, and moreover he is one of the only ones aware that the world they live in is a simulacrum, a game. He’s basically just Aglaya.

The Icon and the Operator - The AU’s answer to the Executor and the Tragedian, and Karasu and the Little D’s, respectively. The Icons appear as figures in black tagged cloaks and beaked masks, safety gear from the towns factory as they become orderlies for the sick. Three bundles of herbs arranged to look like crow feet hand from each neck. The Operators are strange tall black-clad figures in hats, shrouded in miasma, representing a pawn in the games script and stand-ins for the characters. These figures exist outside of the world of the Town-On-Devildom and within the world of the game, often speaking past MC to the player.

#obey me #obey me au #patho au #SORRY THIS IS SO SELF INDULGENT BUT I WORKED ON THIS ALL DAY #I COULD TALK A LOT MORE ABOUT IT #my art

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arcadejohn127-9 · 3 years

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Here me out, A Child AU of the brothers, with a Loving and Protective Older Brother MC. This MC would basically always be there for the brothers, helping them manage their “sins” (which are just childish flaws in this AU) and spoiling them.

MC gives them all the much needed affection and stability their absent parents (Can’t escape the daddy issues) deprived them from, and makes sure to create free-time for the boys so they can explore their hobbies, play with each other (And their beloved Older Brother, and just be kids in general.

Perhaps MC & the brothers parents are the CEO’s of multiple different worldwide company’s and don’t have time/don’t really care for them? And so they just have MC and the boys in a random mansion with maids/servants to manage the house and “care” for them, leaving MC to step up as the guardian for these boys despite being their older brother. (I imagine that the servants/other staff don’t do much in terms of anything personal, and only do stuff like clean the house, cook, give them distant lessons, stiffly help the boys get dressed if they need assistance, etc.)

In other words the boys would be screwed emotionally if Older Brother MC wasn’t there to make sure they were actually thriving and getting to act like kids.

However, this MC is also the only parental figure in these boys lives, and as such this MC gets very exhausted because at the end of the day they are taking care of 7 children who rely on him, so maybe you could write some good old hurt/comfort in the end to really to really pull it all together?

I really love this ask, y'all be sending me the best sibling prompts and I'm over here, having no idea wtf a proper sibling relationship is 😂 please keep them coming

I absolutely adore this prompt!

Warning: neglectful parents, hurt with comfort, long, angst

You jogged down the stairs, eyes darting around to find the least busiest servant. You started to loose hope until you spotted a maid carrying a laundry basket. You quickly rushed over to her.

"Are they home today? I have a party I was invited to and I was hoping they'd look after the kids."

"I'm sorry, master (Y/N) but your parents aren't home today and I'm afraid they won't be in until next Wednesday, we can always look after them-"

You tried to hide your disdain; the servants were helpful but they just did what was needed, they didn't bother with the emotional side of caring for your little brothers. Most of them being toddler's still, the youngest were just babies! They needed emotional care!

"thank you but I'll just do it myself."

The maid didn't say anything else, going on with her task. You entered the living room where you knew your brother's were. You found another servant watching them, bouncing Satan whilst he screamed and wailed.

Lucifer was glaring at the servant whilst he held Beezlebub's hands, stopping the little guy from chewing on his hand. Mammon was holding a sleeping belphegor. Asmodeus was padding at the servant, wanting his little brother but the servant just ignored him. Levithan was the first to notice you; he gripped the game controller he was playing with, waddling quickly over to you.

"I'll take it from here." You stated, causing all your brother's to turn to you.

The servant let out a sigh of relief, handing you Satan harshly. "I'll be back for my duties later."

Satan grabbed onto your shirt, sniffling and let out small noises of anger before finally settling down. You gently bounced him, kissing his little cat eared hat.

"did I take too long? I know they're not very nice to you, I'm sorry."

You knelt down, your brother's all coming to greet you. You gave each one an exaggerated kiss on the forehead. Asmo tugged at your sleeve, pouting.

"They wouldn't let me hold Satan, gimme."

You chuckled, letting asmo cradle his baby brother. Lucifer was fuming; evident from how he crossed his arms, an ugly angry face present on him.

"They're useless." Lucifer was the eldest out of your younger brother's, he was always protective of them and insulted by the servants lack of care.

Mammon crawled into your lap, belphie giving you grabby hands as he finally woke up. You gave him your finger; he happily grabbed it and held it close to his face.

"They're not useless, they just don't get the kind of care you need."

Lucifer just huffed. Tugging little Satan's hands off his brother's hair, poor asmo trying to to move too much. You knew you could always count on Lucifer to help you; afterall you were looking after 7 brothers.

Beel was gumming Levi's controller much to his distress. You quickly put the chew necklace in your little brothers mouth, The ginger happily going for it while the third eldest protectively clutched his controller.

suddenly, your phone rang. You answered the call, not even checking who it was.

"(Y/N), It's Michael, I'm here to speak on behalf of your father."

"Huh? He can't call me himself?" You raised a brow, adjusting your seat as you kept the phone close to your ear.

"Not right now, he's busy in his latest meeting - I'm sure you've been told that they won't be coming back until next Wednesday but there seems to be some issues and their stay will be extended."

"what's mom doing? Is she busy aswell?"

"she's staying in the hotel, her bussiness is done for now."

You grit your teeth, turning your head away from your brother's eyes. You could feel them watch you with their curious big eyes. But you refused to let them see you mad; though that didn't stop your mouth from moving without much thought.

"Michael, can you tell her to get her damn as- butt back home and stop using dad's trip as a vocation! She's got kids to look after-!"

"my apologies, I'll tell her you request her presence but I cannot promise-"

Your buzzed aggressively, you checked to see who it was and it was another student from the university you went to. Well- you went to it through online school as your brother's took top priority.

"I get it, I need to go, I have another call."

He couldn't even say goodbye, you swapped the call. It ended your call with Michael automatically.

"hello? What's up?"

"(Y/N) you coming tonight? I was telling people you were coming so you better come."

"I can't- my parents aren't home so I have to look after my brother's." You sighed, your mood deflating.

"don't you have like maids or something? Just let them do it! You're always looking after your brother's, just come over!"

"you know I can't! The servants don't give them the emotional attention they need, they're still young and growing! I can't just let them be treated like that-"

"uggh!!! You're always like this, I shouldn't of invited you, Everyone knows you're just some bore with no life, I thought you could actually prove people wrong."

You wanted to chew them out but you could see your brothers upset faces in the corner of your eye. you hung up, turning to comfort them but they caught you off guard.

"you go! We'll be good for the maids! I swear, I won't make (Y/N) upset!" Mammon cried out, clutching his little brother.

"I'll watch over them, go have fun." Lucifer chimed in, adjusting his hold on Satan.

You shook your head. Internally yelling at your peer for being so loud. "I'm fine being right here, you guys are more important than any party."

Asmo furiously shook his head. "No!! Parties are cool and you're cool! Go!"

"Parties aren't all that, I've seen enough of them in movies."

You've been one to one. Looking after your brother's took full time once you were old enough but you didn't need to do things like that. You could easily dance around in a room with music and snacks. You definitely didn't need to do that - it was just some experience people did for fun. You're fun! You can have your own fun!

You had a life and was the most interesting person ever. Totally. Definitely. 100%! It wasn't like you were actually looking forward to it and really wanted to meet your peers in person for once....actually make friends and let yourself be you for once.....

Chubby hands squished your cheeks. You looked up to see baby Beel was holding up his chew necklace; wanting you to chew on it. It was his favourite, belphie picked it out for him and he's been keeping close to his chest since. Belphie was the one squishing your cheeks, trying to get your attention.

"how did your face get wet..?"

That's when it hit you. You were crying. You hastily wiped them away, forcing a big smile.

"I'm fine! See!"

Suddenly, a controller smacked you in the forehead. You yelped. Levi was frowning, his little hands for clenching and unclenching.

"THEY'RE JUST NORMIES!!! YOU'RE TOO COOL TO CRY OVER THEM!"

You gasped, not expecting him to act out like this. You were so use to his timid and shut off nature you weren't sure he could even raise his voice like that. Satan stirred away, confused on why his brother was yelling.

You didn't expect that to hit you so hard. You bawled out into fat tears, hugging mammon, Belphie and Beel. It wasn't long for the rest of the brothers to come to your side, hugging you as you cried. You hurriedly hugged them all, kissing each of their chubby cheeks.

Asmo, mammon and levi were all crying with you. Each of them returning a kiss to your cheeks. You always kissed their cheeks or forhead to make them happy. To have them do the same to you made your heart soften.

"I'm so happy you're all my brother's....thank you."

#obey me #obey me shall we date #gamingclubpresident #aracadejohn217 9 #obey me mammon #obey me mc #obey me asmodeus #obey me satan #obey me belphegor #obey me leviathan #obey me luficer #obey me imagine #obey me headcanon #obey me demon brothers #demon brother's #obey me au

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harunayuuka2060 · 3 years

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Normal Highschool AU in which the History Classes get an opportunity to travel to another country to learn more of its history for 5 days 4 nights. (With one extra day to travel there and another to travel back so a whole week in total) My school did something similar with the history classes and would alternate every year between USA or Europe.

So basically this would be all the students, Satan, Belphie, any other random staff members who volunteered to help (but very limited). You are free to pick the volunteers as you wish or none at all. ^^

Maddi and MC: *talking about what they are going to do in London*

Maddi: I’m going to hunt some boys.~ *winks*

Azrael: *snorts*

Maddi: *glares at him* What?

Azrael: You act like you’re too beautiful when you’re not.

MC: *coughs* *clears throat* *looks at Azrael with a mischievous smile* Oh? She isn’t?

Azrael: ...

Solomon: So, who’s going to go with us?

Maddi: Sir Satan, Sir Belphie, and Sir Simeon.

MC: *slaps Maddi’s shoulder*

Maddi: Ouch!

MC: Sir Simeon is going with us? Which year?

Maddi: *laughs* He’s with the first year.

MC: Aish! Well, I could just go with him once we arrived London.

Solomon: *giving MC a ridiculous look*

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MC: *yells* WHAT DO YOU MEAN I’M STAYING?!

Michael: *covers his ears* That’s the decision of the principal, MC.

MC: *holds his arm* *with pleading eyes* Sir...

Michael: *gives MC a sympathetic look* I’m sorry.

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MC: *crying on the staircase*

Mammon: *sees them* MC, what are you doing there? And why are you crying?

MC: *sniffles* Sir... I’m not going to London... Waaaaahhhhh!

Mammon: *sweat drops* I’m not going too but I don’t cry like that.

MC: *wipes their tears* Of course! Because you stole all the soaps in the hotel rooms!

Mammon: Hey! That was two years ago!

MC: *sobs* *starts stomping their feet*

Mammon: What now if you can’t go? What will you do in London anyway?

MC: *sniff* Listen, Sir. London. The place where all love story starts.

Mammon: I don’t get you.

MC: *continues* I have already planned how I would confess my love to Sir Simeon!

Mammon: ...

Mammon: You’re just going to be rejected.

MC: I’m not!

Mammon: Teachers don’t fall in love with their students!

MC: But students do!

Mammon: AHHH! I’M GETTING STRESSED JUST TALKING WITH YOU!!!

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Solomon: So, MC... will not go with us?

Maddi: Yeah. *frowns* The principal told them to stay.

Azrael: *clicks his tongue*

Solomon: ... I’m staying too.

Azrael: Huh? What are you saying?

Solomon: I can’t let MC be alone in here.

Maddi: Well, you’re right but...

Azrael: The teachers won’t let you.

Solomon: *pouts*

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Luke: Don’t be sad, MC. We promise that we will buy you some souveniers.

Lilith: *nods* Hm! I-I will also take pictures of Sir Simeon just for you!

MC: *hugs the two* Thank you... *sniffles* But you don’t have to. I will just get revenge in the faculty.

Lilith and Luke: ???

#obey me #obey me mc #obey me brothers #obey me mammon #obey me (un)dateables #obey me michael #obey me maddi #obey me lilith #obey me azrael #normal highschool au #anon ask #ask answered

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[OM!] Angel!AU Demon Brother as Your Guardian Angel

Scenario: Residing as angels in the Celestial Realm, the brothers have been assigned to watch over you to guide and protect you. How they do so is up to their discretion. (And if they fall in love with you, well...)

Note: gender neutral headcanons; if i had to choose a timeline, satan exists but belphie doesnt hate humans yet and lilith is alive 🤪, the boys retained their personalities that we all know and love -- it really just be them with guardian angel duties--- bonus angel is Lilith ;)

inspiration from [link] and their other angel!au videos (they’re all adults in this post btw) and [link] (yes just this post; apparently my guardian angel Lucifer is in awe of me... for being dumb as FUCK--)

Lucifer

a little affronted he has to take time to look after a human as a seraph but doesn't vocalize it as much since it's direct orders from his father

isn't one to directly intervene in your life much because he doesn't see the need to nor does he want to; a little haughty ngl about being an angel and you being a human

there is no guideline to being a guardian angel and making sure you don’t die before your time is his Main Priority

he's not going to stop you from eating a whole family sized Dorito bag by yourself or from staying awake till 4am-- those bad decisions are on YOU

finds a little pleasure from seeing the consequences of your actions for a while, but eventually just judges you for everything you do

"why aren't you studying? isn't the midterm tomorrow?"

"when was the last time this human ate?"

"why are you dating that person?"

grumbles over you and your life choices, but is now just actually concerned and hoping you'll be able to make better choices for your own health and happiness; he is now officially Invested as Guardian Angel, don’t you dare laugh at him Michael

if he does utilize his powers to influence you, it comes in subtle hints-- the wind blowing in your hair so you look a certain direction, a sudden bright light to wake you up so you sleep properly in a bed and not a desk... maybe appearing in your room for just a moment to place a blanket over your shoulders

realizes he has… feelings when you perform a good deed or grow as a person and he feels immensely proud and happy for you; has to really keep himself in check to not intervene in your life in more menial, though still helpful, ways

humbled by your growth and change as you become a better person

finally reveals himself to you (by accident) when he has to physically come and save you from danger and then proceeds to yell at you in anger (read: worry) about safety and doesn’t leave your side

Mammon

similarly to Lucifer, grumbles about having to take time to babysit a human but quickly becomes invested in your life at record speed (typical Mammon)

unnecessarily and excessively worried at times even for things that isn't actually putting you in danger

"WHAT THE HELL HUMAN, LOOK BOTH WAYS BEFORE YOU CROSS THE STREET--"

"NO NO NO, BRING YOUR PEPPER SPRAY WITH YOU! I don't care if you’re just walking to the adjacent apartment, BRING IT!"

eventually just ends up storming down to the human realm and """attempts""" to be subtle

if you placed the spray on the table, you turn and it's in your bag again. weird.

pretty sure you could have done a pretty good paranormal activity video with the weird stuff happening in your life when mammon is not-so-secretly intervening in your life

attempts do not last long because mammon's patience grows thin and he suddenly pops into your life and demand you be more careful

probably meets you by slapping your hand away from buying another random but expensive plushie even though you can barely afford it and you just stare at him like he's crazy as he explains that he's your guardian angel

'My Guardian Angel as My Roommate' becomes the title of your life or alternatively 'My Guardian Angel and I are Both Idiots'

the genre of your life is now officially a rom com

his main excuse for being constantly at your side (and it's NOT because he likes you a lot) is "how else am I gonna be prepared to protect you from anything that wants to hurt you?? you would have died 1000x over without me" which is a lie but it's okay he pays rent

hold his hand and tell him it’s so you don’t get lost and he’ll blush but never let go of your hand

Leviathan

life is a simulation

or rather, your life is

once he gets assigned to you, he observes you for a while-- and it looked like he was going to leave you be for the most part, when one Bad Choice has him popping up right in front of you

he slaps away the tub of ice cream you were gonna binge eat

"human, stop eating that crap! your stats are gonna suffer!!!"

super insistent in telling you to do something that good for you and is pretty stubborn when it comes to decisions that benefit your health and career

"noob, hurry up and level up your intelligence or you're gonna fail your exams"

"is life a game to you"

"yes, and you are losing. but have no fear, I am your walkthrough."

joking aside, Levi is pretty supportive of you, in the way Belphie is to his human-- he just words things in gaming terms like stats, energy, leveling up, exp

did not expect to get gratitude from this gig, but when you express your true appreciation for his care, he doesn't know what to do (starts crying maybe?)

his advice starts veering away from just lifestyle and health but to more human aspects; he offers a listening ear and supportive compliments whenever needed

because it turns out he cares for you a whole lot more than if this was really all just a game to him and ends up caring about your general happiness and is more considerate about your feelings

Finds himself being super casual with you and talking about your favorite show and has to catch himself from speaking so quickly-- can’t have the human thinking he… adores you

Satan

has no qualms with coming to the human realm to watch over you, but is fine with not immediately being a part of your life or intervening as much as Mammon or Belphie

ironically, as a man who was originally never born as an angel, he does his duties in a manner most befitting manner of one

subtly inserts himself into small parts of your life, persisting off small interactions

he's the guy at the counter when you needed to find a book, he's the one who picks up your hydroflask and returns it to the lost and found, he's the one telling you your backpack is open before anything spills out

he doesn't know but you jokingly dub him your guardian angel, even if you don't know who he actually is but never have the courage to speak up-- also mainly because he flits in and out of your life so fast you don’t even have the chance to say “oh, by the way, what’s your name?”

Satan is content with how he is more of a passing moment in your life, so this way you can still live your life the way you want it without much interference from an outside source because he respects your choices and the concept of free will that all humans have

truly believes that the best course of action and his duty as your guardian angel is to see you live your life the way you want to-- and if can help out a little or give you a little nudge in the right way, then that’s fine by him

Prefers to be on the sidelines and watch you become your own person and-- well, it’s a bit hard not getting attached to you when he sees you trip over yourself over someone you like or help someone out with their books when they dropped them

eventually does have to step in in a more meaningful way when you accidentally endanger yourself and he wards it off or catches you before you hurt yourself

at that point it was hard to pretend not being a part of your life when he's helped you so often-- and the fact that you're infatuated with him and asked him out

(he probably doesn't even realize how suave and prince charming he looks lmao)

Asmodeus

chooses to watch over you from above more but doesn't mind just popping down to the human realm just to have some fun at the same event you're in

lives through all your moments with you; laughs when you laugh and cries when you cry and genuinely enjoys seeing you go through life, living and learning

generally leaves you to your own devices unless there's something really pressing

utterly cannot stop himself from intervening if you have doubts about yourself or if you struggle with self-love

loves appearing in dreams to dish out advice and tell you to love yourself, forgive yourself more, and to seek happiness because you deserve it

you don't remember the dreams exactly, but you do remember the sentiment within it and sometimes the fuzzy image of a beautiful angel you aren't sure you've seen irl but you chalk it up to seeing the face of strangers you’ve seen (which is... technically true)

dreams are his main way of communicating with you, and he also just thinks the mystery and anonymity is kinda exciting-- but sometimes he just spends a lot of your dreams just talking to you and getting to know you more intimately and seeing things from your perspective

sometimes enjoys being in your lucid dreams when you’re pretty aware and you go on some really whacky dream-induced adventure

loves you like no other and truly wishes the best for you

accidentally reveals himself to you during a party where you meet face to face

"I've feel like I've seen you before…"

"Haha, well that's because I've been in your dreams! They were pretty pleasant weren't they?"

you think he’s kidding for a long time-- and honestly he’s not even trying to hide the fact that he’s your Guardian Angel, considering he tells you all the time “Honey, I’m you’re Guardian Angel” or “Of course I’m here for you! I’m your Guardian Angel!”

but the way he says it makes it feel like that’s just a nickname, not an official TITLE

floored when you actually see his WINGS and turns out you’ve been in love with an actually angel this entire time

Beelzebub

similar to Asmo and Satan, he doesn't really feel the need to insert himself into your life

instead, he's wherever you are… but in the background, eating at a table in a far corner or walking casually across the street from where you are

very inconspicuous and surprisingly good at keeping a distance, whether he intends to or not

he just looks very natural doing whatever he is doing at any time, but often accidentally ends up in the background of a photo or selfie without people noticing

as your Guardian Angel, he watches over you by stopping anyone with ill intent from approaching you... like the obvious ones like mugging and stuff; he wishes he could protect you from bad people too but he respectfully keeps his distance and allows you to make mistakes and grow from it

it infuriates him when people take advantage of your kindness

(though if the person that hurt you emotionally meets Beel in an alley...)

is very taken aback when YOU are the one approaching HIM asking for the time or if you could grab something on the high shelf for you

actually pretty flustered when you do interact with him because he was distracted doing other stuff he never expected you to notice him

Beel is the definition of a Guardian Angel-- a sentinel, standing on guard to protect you from danger and physical harm-- and he does exactly that when the time comes

most likely to save you from something dramatic like a car incoming or a fight

doesn't really understand why you trust him so easily or so wholeheartedly even after he saved you because he thought he would look intimidating

(he did, until you asked him for the time and he spoke with his mouth full of burgers or stammered out a 'you're welcome' when you smiled at him at the library)

Beel doesn't know until much later that he's dubbed as your gentle giant

Belphegor

like some of the others, doesn't like to influence your choices as much-- not because of free will or anything like that, but because he likes humans because of who they are and what they do

(and also he’s too lazy to be hovering around you trying to control your every move anyhow)

and man are humans, especially you, interesting

why is that human drinking from that person's navel? no clue but it looks fun

why is that human consuming whipped cheese with waffles? no idea, but he wouldn't get this much free entertainment without it

has no problems integrating himself into your life as your friend or roommate just to watch everything unfold in person and to tease you for your mildly questionable decisions in life

“Belphie, why didn’t you stop me from eating that last bowl of cereal?”

“Eh, I thought it would be kind of funny.”

isn't one to go out of his way to do something to influence you, but he does encourage you to do the things you want to do, whether they be good or mildly questionable ones-- but especially the fun ones like joining a new club or going to town to have fun (which you do drag him along to every time)

does steer you away from making Bad Decisions like murder or whatever, but he thinks most choices are pretty neutral and does help you process the consequences, both good and bad, of what happened

so he's integrated himself as your friend, offers advice and supports your decisions no matter what, and subtly looks out for you… and he's surprised when one day you confess to him that you like him???

this was NOT part of the plan but he would be lying to himself if he said he didn't end up falling for you too after seeing all sides of you and watching you grow as a person

Lilith

watches more from afar, because as much as she loves humans like Belphie, she is a little shy about meeting you

curiosity does triumph over shyness eventually, and she does surveillance distantly like Beel before winding up being directly in your life like Belphie (siblings am i right)

her brothers would keep trying to give her input on how she should interact with you or guide you but she brushes them away with a huff because she thinks she's doing a fine job thank you very much!

or so she's pretty sure, considering you're hanging out with her, seriously listening to her advice, buying her gifts... cuddling in bed with her if you’re attracted to her

if you do like her and want to date her, she has to be ready to somehow defend you from the only danger in your life, which turns out to be her brothers

if not, you two live happy lives as the best of friends, though the brothers can never be too careful with their darling sister

likes updating about your life to her brothers and they're lowkey jealous

doesn’t actually have to reveal herself as an angel unless you somehow find out... or because Mammon and Lucifer come down and threatens bodily harm if you hurt Lilith (wait, who’s watching over who now??)

hold up this is setting up for exactly what happens in the canon storyline

#obey me headcanons #obey me #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #this is my.... fourth time trying to get the tags to work #still i liked writing this and i hope people enjoy it too :'))

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Demon/Angel Thing

Alright. Due to popular demand I’ll start with this one. Also, straight up, I literally do refer to it as “the demon/angel thing” cause I don’t come up with titles until the end. Also I started this entire thing when I was 14 years old. I’m 24. So this is my longest running world I guess. I have a lot of worlds I’ve made over the years. I will admit my dirty little secret here, but what jump started this for me was watching Black Butler for the first time as a kid. Got me interested in the whole demons and angels thing. That’s where the similarities end, though.

Also, I will not be going really deep into the plot simply because Spoilers since I def wanna make something out of this.

Stuff below the cut cause it’s l o n g

The World

Basically, there are three interconnected realms; Earth, the Heavens and Hell. Also, the Heavens and Hell are not related to the afterlife. That’s a whole other can of worms here that ya’ll already got a bit of a taste of with my BNHA Reapers Au a while back. But yeah. They’re three interconnected realms. The Heavens was made by the God of Order and Hell the Goddess of Chaos. Earth was made by the missing Goddess of Life. Angels are being of Order and Demons are beings of Chaos and Humans fall in between the two. Also I’ve been at a loss for names for the Deities here but I do have two for sure. The Goddess of Life was named Gaia and the Goddess of Chaos was named Lilith.

Basically Heaven and Hell had always been at odd with each other and Earth was a common battle ground. The earliest I can go with the timeline that’s relevant would be what I call the Princes Era.

Prince Era (World Statuses)

Earth: Humanity is young, they are mostly just coming out of their hunter-gatherer stage of things. The planet is mainly used as a battle ground for the warring Angels and Demons, inspiring myths of old to come. Magic is wild and free in this time on the planet. When Lucifer fell it disrupted the ley lines of the planet resulting in a steady decline of the magical on earth for years to come.

Hell: Hell is in chaos itself. While dealing with the war with the Angels they are dealing with heavy infighting between the demon variations and Lilith being unable to completely control her creations. After much thought Lilith decided to choose seven(eight) demons with blood from the seven ruling families to become the first seven Princes of Hell and unite Hell into one unified force to defend themselves properly from the greater threat that are the Angels.

The first seven(eight) Princes are the following:

Baphomet of the Superbia family, the Prince of Pride and the next chosen King of Hell whenever Lilith decides to step down.

Beelzebub of the Grykësi family, the Prince of Gluttony.

Leviathan (Identical twins Via and Anthel) of the Invidia family, the twin Princes of Envy who both share the identity of Leviathan in the public.

Asmodeus of the Libidine family, the Prince of Lust.

Mammon of the Avaritia family, the Prince of Greed.

Sathanas of the Ira family, the Prince of Wrath.

Belphegor of the Tristitia family, the Prince of Sloth.

Notes 1: Prince is just a title here. Sathanas and Beelzebub are women Notes 2: The Princes were all granted the ability to use Hell Fire by Lilith personally after she assessed deemed them all worthy in one way or another.

Heavens: A world ruled by the God of Order through the chosen King. At the time it’s extremely militaristic. Working under the King and God of Order are the four Archangels; Michael, Lucifer, Gabriel and Raphael. Though, under the surface there’s a rebellion brewing. (I will be honest, I always focused a bit more on the Hell as a world when thinking about this Era.)

Notes: What sets the Archangels apart here from regular angels besides rank is that they were blessed with the ability to harness the power of Holy Fire, which is something more explained story wise. Just know it would kill the average angel if they tried to use it.

Modern Era

The Modern Era is marked by the a huge event. The destruction of Hell. In their ever going war, 100 years before present time, an attack by the Angels lead to Hell being rendered unstable, which resulted almost half of the population being killed and the other half escaping to Earth. Some kind of peace treaty was made and it allowed the Demons to stay on Earth but with conditions. Also, with this event the Angels too more charge on Earth than they were before and humanity was now pulled fully into the know about Angels and Demons existing.

This also established something very important to the story itself. The Zones. Most high population areas were split into Human Zones and Demons Zones, with a few cities gaining a third Zone due to the humans refusing to move and/or being sypathetic to the demons. This is the Neutral Zone. Aka, a home for society’s misfits. The main setting of the story is one of these three zoned cities. Right now it’s called Half-Light City but that name is subject to change most likely lol.

The Zones

The Human Zone is fairly well maintained for the most part. It has it’s occasional bad section, but those are closer to the Neutral Zone’s border fence. All and all it is the most upkept part of the city and is home to Humans, Angels and Half-Angels. It is heavily guarded and you need an ID to get in from the Neutral Zone, along with the requirement of being human. Demons and Half Demons are not allowed unless summoned. The Human Zone is protected by the Hunters, a group that is somewhat a cross between the police and the military. This section of the city is run by a chosen Council which answers to the Angelic Council of the Heavens. The occupants seem rather ignorant to the going ons of the other parts of the city and seem to go on with life without a second thought. Most of them at least.

The Demons Zone has a surprisingly decent upkeep, but then again they usually have to do it themselves because the money given to them by the city is not that much. The zone is mostly populated with full Demons, with the occasional Half-Demon or Demon with a Human partner scattered about. The fence between them and the Neutral Zone is actually quite open and in a state of disrepair, though Demon Zone residents and Neutral Zone residents alike guard it, it is usually quite easier to pass between these two Zones than it is for either of them to pass into the Neutral Zone. The Demon Zone was formerly run by a Demon Council made of Noble family survivors or descendants but was recently overthrown by a shady organization that needs a new name so bad. I’m so embarrassed of the old name I will not mention it but I will say I abused Google Translate as a teen so bad.

The Neutral Zone is basically the slums with a few nicer parts of town. It's a dreary and gray place at first glance honestly, but underneath that is a sense of unity between its people. Humans, Demons, Half-Breeds of both sorts and Fallen mix fairly well. The Neutral Zone is home to swindlers, mercenaries and all sorts of illegal activity giving it and it’s residents a negative reputation in the Human Zone. The Zone is co-lead by the two leaders of the two biggest Mercenary groups in the zone; the Triad and the Freelancers.

A more detailed description of the Heavens and Hell

Heavens

The Heavens are a set of floating islands that float around each other similar to a solar system might. The middle Island is The Capital City, and the roads are literally paved with gold and as well as some buildings being made of gold as well. It’s where the wealthy and powerful often live and is the center of their government. It is the largest single island whereas each other section of the Heavens is more of a string of islands.

The closer a set of islands are to the Capital the more privileged and wealthy the citizens are, and the higher the rank. There are a total of six rings of islands around the Capital. The outermost two hold the most farmland, forests, orchards, etc. Those two rings are the most populated and are where the lesser angels live.

Most Lesser Angels will never see Earth unless they join the military or join missionary work.

There are two islands floating above the Capital. One is the prison and trial area of soon to be Fallen Angels, and the other larger one is for military training. They never move from their fixed positions above the Capital.

While there are trains and such, most Angels get around via walking or flying, though flying is more common.

Angels higher up either dress like royalty or business men/women. Depends on the family. Lower class Angels dress in things like tunics and kinda, you know, greek-type of shit unless their employer gives them a more modern uniform.

Angels use portals that appear like a glowing mass of light to get around Earth. Hell

Hell is a Realm that exists solely in an underground location. It is said that the surface is way too hot to even walk upon, let alone live. There are Seven Circles of Hell and each Circle is responsible for a different area of their government, with Pride being the most powerful of them all.

The First Circle is the closest to the Surface and the most resistant to the heat found there. That would be the Wrath Circle. Physically they are the most capable of the variations of Demons and their Noble Family is the one in charge of the Military.

The Second Circle is Lust. Lust demons are the ones in charge of the Magical Regulations in Hell. That being said, they have the most Mages born to them, and some of the most powerful Magic users. They also are in charge of any and all Seers born in Hell.

The Third Circle is Greed. Greed demons are the ones in charge of the economics of Hell.They honestly have the most boring job, but it brings in the most money. They simply don’t mind because hey, the like to hoard riches anyways. They are said to have the biggest hand in the slave trade in Hell though.

The Fourth Circle is Envy. Envy demons are the ones in charge of the Judicial branch of Hell, handling criminals, legal matters, and prisoners. The latest raining families of Envy Demon Nobles have been well known for being cold and unbiased.

The Fifth Circle is Sloth. Sloth demons are the ones in charge of the Health care in Hell to put it simply. Someone has to be in charge of it. It also helps that Sloth demons have the largest amount of natural Healers born in their variation.

The Sixth Circle is Gluttony. Gluttony demons are surprisingly the second in charge after the Pride demons. The Noble Family of the Gluttony Circle has a deep history with the Pride royal family. Other than being the second in command the Gluttony demons are the ones in charge of Education and History keeping.

The Seventh and most powerful Circle is Pride. The Pride demons are the ones that run things, they are in charge of all the other Noble Families, and contain the Royal Family and the current ruling King or Queen of Hell. They have the final say in everything, but normally let most of the Noble Families run their domain as they see fit to.

Demons have technology based around magic, so magic teleporters, communication orbs, shit like that, is pretty common place.

The Slave trade is common and highly accepted by older demons though the newer generations are beginning to be against it. The slave trade in Hell often consists of captured humans, half demons, Fallen and rarely half angels and extremely rarely angels.

They have a potion that can make a Demon appear like a human for 24 hours meant for spies but a lot of teenagers use it to sneak to earth to party.

Jewelry is huge in their culture. Like, seriously, so much jewelry.

A lot of Circles are mixed with the type of demons that live there but they usually have a slightly higher population of the type of demon the ring is named after.

I will probably make a separate post going more into detail about the species of angels and demons themselves. Demons, btw, consists of 7 different races of demons separated by sin type. They all have different traits.

Magic Stuff I guess

Angel Magics (From common to rarest)- Healing, Aura Sight, Defensive and Protective, Weaponry Enchantment, Runic, Elemental, Precognition, Holy Fire (this one is literally the rarest thing for an angel to have).

Demon Magics (From common to rarest)- Illusions, Elemental, Contract Magic, Enchantment, Energy Draining/Aura Draining, Binding Magics, Witchery (Jinxes, charms, etc), Healing Magic, Possession, Shadow Magics, Shapeshifting (Rare for non Gluttony Demons only), Hellfire (Super Rare, actually marks the next Heir of a Ring of Hell to have it.), Precognition.

Human Magics (All human Magics are considered rare)- Witchery (Gained naturally or through demonic contract), Healing, Aura Sight, Runic, Elemental, Precognition.

Everyone can brew things such as potions.

Demons have more magic energy than Humans or Angels tbh and mages are way more common with them, though Healers are more common with Angels, and less common with demons.

Technology is advanced and exists and is built to work alongside magic.

Weaponry such as swords are still used though with Angels and Demons.

Alright folks. This is basically a world info dump. I will do a species info dump like I said once I got some decent pictures or I’ll do it in relevant chunks.

#chesh rambles #chesh posts #demon/angel thing #original world building #world building #original content #original concept #comic bullshit

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chibinekochan · 4 years

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Angel in Hell - Part 7

Obey me! Angel Reader Au.

Gen. reader insert.

~1,5k words

Taglist:

@gothjuulpod ; @purgatoryhall ; @sibit360 ; @a-personnamed-ace

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*Quick summary if you had to skip the last part*

You were just having a good time in the club with Asmo and Mammon when you saw Satan.

A stupid demon hit on you, Satan became angry. Then Asmo came and Satan and Asmo had an argument. Both changed into their demon forms. Mammon tried and failed to calm them down. You then ordered them to stop what they did.

This came as a huge shock to you, since angels can't control demons.

Confused, you fled the scene.

Heads up that angel Mc has a mental breakdown in this part, just in case that triggers you.

Please stay safe.

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With shaking hands, you dial a number.

He picks up.

Sounding tired. "What… Did something happen? Are you alright?" It's Simeon’s voice.

His voice calms you a bit down.

"C-can I come to you right now? I j-just need to talk… something did just.. and I don't even know what to…" Your words are barely coherent.

"Where are you?" Simeon seems to be wide awake now.

"Near a club... I - was there with… never mind I just gonna walk to you." You don't even know your exact location.

"Take a deep breath. I will track your location, give me a moment. Alright, there is a fast-food joint right next to you. Go in there, I will be there very soon. Don't hang up alright. Keep talking." Simeon tries his best to calm you down over the phone.

You look and see the brightly lit fast food joint."I see it. I can just call a cap you know." You answer like a robot.

"No, you are in a terrible state. Wait, are you hurt?" Simeon sounds very worried, you can hear him shuffle around in the background, obviously getting ready.

"N-no I'm just so lost." You don't know how to feel.

"Alright. Then just go to the fast-food joint." Simeon sounds slightly relieved.

"Alright." You are too weak to say anything else.

"My cap is almost here. Just sit down and wait for me. Order a coffee if you want." Simeon keeps instructing you over the phone.

You do as he says.

You just sit down in the place, Simeon occasionally asks you if you are alright. To which you weakly reply.

You are so relieved when you see him dashing into the fast-food joint. You must look very devastated right now.

Simeon just gives you a hug and you let him.

"Come, let's go home. You can tell me what happened when we are there and you are comfortable." Simeon comforts you.

You grab onto his sleeve. "I'm so glad you are here." You feel like crying.

"It's alright. I will always come for you." He gives you a gentle smile.

You slowly get up, supported by Simeon.

His gentle presence just lets everything erupt from the inside. "Simeon, they fought and then something happened.. I don't even know what… It-It was like… I don't know it was just…" You can't even finish your sentence before tears start streaming down your face.

Simeon puts his hands on your shoulders. "It's alright take your time." He smiles at you reassuringly.

"I just wanted them to stop so I yelled and they just… St-Stopped." You start to shake. You stare at your hands.

"It's alright you are safe now." Simeon hugs you.

"Simeon, Angels can't control demons right?" You are so confused, barely keeping your sanity.

"We should have this conversation elsewhere. You clearly need time and rest. Just know that what happened, wasn't anything bad." Simeon only has your safety in mind right now.

"Simeon, I just don't understand any of this. What did I do? How could I control them?" You cry more, shaking. You hold yourself like you want to stop yourself from falling apart.

"It's alright, I know this a lot right now. I will explain everything to you. Let's go home." Simeon gently leads you to the cap, he holds your hand and gives you a couple of tissues on the ride.

You mumble more questions, Simeon gently repeats that he will tell you everything when you have calmed down.

He knows that it's not the right time or place right now.

You are greatly weakened by the time you arrive back at the dorm.

Simeon has to carry you, you are very shaky and your tears have barely stopped.

You cling to Simeon, you repeat how impossible this is.

It just doesn't make any sense.

Simeon holds you close. He gives you some gentle words that just sound miles away.

Gently Simeon places you on his bed.

You manage to catch your breath a little when he gets you a blanket.

You wrap yourself up in it. It seems like a safe cocoon against the world right now.

Simeon makes some tea for you, without leaving your side.

He quietly sits down next to you on the bed.

"Simeon, I somehow controlled demons just how is that possible?" You just can't understand it.

"Normally it would be impossible even in special situations. I'm not an expert but this has never happened before as far as I know. You are a very special case so that might be why." Simeon calmly answers you.

This only causes more questions to pop into your head.

Suddenly your phone goes off. You almost jump.

You are sure that you muted it. It's Mammon. You don't want to talk to him. Everything is already too much for you.

Simeon notices your hesitation. "Do you mind if I tell him that you are alright?" He figures that Mammon is worried about you.

You nod weakly and hand him the phone.

"Hello, Mammon. This is Simeon. They are safe here with me." Simeon is calm as always.

You can hear Mammon in the background, but can't really understand his words.

"Yes, they are quite shaken. Is everything alright on your end? I heard something about a fight?" Simeon seems concerned about them too.

Mammon says something. Simeon agrees with a few sounds. "I think I have a better picture now. I think we will need to inform Lucifer about this. I will let them stay here for tonight. Just make sure you all get home safely." Simeon is gentle with them.

The mention of Lucifer makes your ears perk up. This must be very serious.

Mammon says a few more things." I understand, don't worry too much. I will make sure they are alright." Simeon has a gentle smile on his face.

Then he hangs up. "They are all very sorry and very worried. Mammon told me that they will apologize properly as soon as you are better." Simeon gently summarizes Mammon's request.

You are glad that they don't resent you now. You nod weakly. “Will they kick me out? Will Michael be mad at me?” You are very worried about this.

“No, that will never happen. Nobody is going to punish you for this. You have done nothing to be ashamed of.” Simeon has heard the whole story from Mammon but even without that he fully trusts you.

“Can I really stay here tonight?” You are pretty sure that it's against the rules.

“Yes, I insist on it. I will sleep on a few blankets on the floor.” Simeon is happy now that they have some backup blankets just for a potential sleepover.

“I'm sorry that I'm such a burden to you…” You feel very guilty.

“You aren't a burden, you are a friend in need.” Simeon gives your back a reassuring rub.

“Thank you, Simeon.” His words touch you deeply. You didn't know that he sees you this way.

You relax a little bit, slowly exhaustion creeps into your body.

"You must be very tired. How about you change into something more comfortable and then we can talk of you can rest." Simeon just wants you to relax. You are clearly not in the right mindset to be told everything right now.

You nod, Simeon is right, your head is such a mess and you need rest.

Simeon gets some of his own pajamas for you and leaves the room so you can change.

After you are done you wrap yourself up with his blanket.

Simeon comes back to the room.

"Can you stay by my side for a little while? Just until I pass out…" You feel a bit guilty to ask this but you don't want to be alone right now.

"Of course. I will sit here if that's okay with you." Simeon quietly takes a chair and moves it next to the bed.

You nod. "Thank you."

"Is there anything else that I can do to comfort you?" Simeon talks gently.

You shake your head. You can't think of anything.

"Alright. How about I read something for you?"

"Sounds good." You feel like it might be nice.

Simeon nods and gets a book from the shelf and starts reading something for you.

You can't really pay attention to it but his voice soothes you.

At some point, sleep takes you over and you pass out.

The next morning comes and you feel very drowsy. It takes you a few moments to recall last night's events.

With heavy movements, you get up.

Simeon is nowhere to be seen but Luke is there.

"Good morning. Simeon is just off getting you something to eat. I think he also wanted to get you something to dress." Luke seems worried. He is probably upset that Simeon didn't involve him last night but he doesn't show it.

"I see. Thank you Luke and sorry that I just crashed here last night." Your emotions are still all over the place.

"You are welcome to crash here whenever you want. You can use the bathroom too if you want a shower. I put towels out for you and Simeon said you can use his clothes." Luke does his best to make you feel welcome.

"I will just wait for my clothes, even when a shower sounds great." You don't feel like changing your clothes again later.

"Of course do what makes you feel best. Simeon gave me a summary of last night and I also support you." Luke clearly wants you to rely on him too.

You give him a thankful smile. "That is very nice of you. I just hope that someone will be able to answer my questions."

"Don't worry. I know for a fact that they already spoke about this. You will definitely be told everything as soon as you are ready." Luke tries to encourage you.

You hope that Luke is right.

After a bit, Simeon comes back, with some of your clothes and some breakfast.

You eat a little and then finally take a well-needed shower.

~ The last part will be posted tomorrow.

#obey me #obey me angel au #angel in hell #omswd #obey me fanfiction #obey me simeon #obey me shall we date

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indiavolojones · 4 years

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I WROTE MYSELF INTO A FIC AS A WAITER THEN, BECAUSE YOU’RE RIGHT AND I’M THIRSTY TRASH.

Hell has frozen over, and the official Worst thing to have ever happened to Lucifer has come to pass.

His brothers have... unionized.

1kish words, gen, dia/luci. (imagine some generic modern au for this)

alt summary: the brothers force lucifer on a blind date, and then the date shows up SHIRTLESS.

special thanks @canonlucidia for always being A1 + a brilliant lucifer-translator.

Hell has frozen over, and the official Worst thing to have ever happened to Lucifer has come to pass.

His brothers have... unionized.

The bastards. Lucifer’s expression does its best to not screw into one of confused, indignant outrage. Mammon stands, hands held out to try and placate Lucifer; the second eldest brother faces the full strength of Lucifer’s almost palpable fury.

“Hear us out, Lucifer!” Mammon says, and Lucifer wonders how he manages to stand still when his entire body looks poised to run. Lucifer should give him a countdown, at least, that way Mammon will have a chance to escape before he gets his hands around his scrawny nec--

“It’s just one date,” Asmo chimes in, Mammon exhaling with relief when Lucifer looks at Asmo instead.

“Yeah, ever since Michael dumped you, you’ve been--” Lucifer’s glare, which should honestly be classified as a WMD, shoots to Levi, who freezes mid-sentence.

“..A wonderful… patient… merciful brother…” Levi chokes out, slowly sinking into his seat. Satan waves a hand in the air, diverting Lucifer’s attention to him.

“Don’t lie to him, Levi! You’ve been a nightmare,” Satan says, arms crossing as he stares Lucifer down. Lucifer knows what they’re doing--they’re all trying to keep his attention changing, that way he doesn’t bear down on one of them enough to break their defenses. They’re operating under the assumption that he can’t murder all of them.

That’s their mistake, Lucifer thinks, gripping his chopsticks with enough force that he’s surprised they don’t snap in half. Before that happens, he sets them down with agonizing care, picking up the napkin and delicately dabbing at his mouth. He breathes out, casting a slow stare across the dining room table at each of them.

"You all seem quite concerned about my future prospects, but if I were you..." He smiles at Mammon, and the room drops several degrees in temperature, "I would be far more concerned about having a future at all."

Mammon swallows audibly.

“Lucifer, please,” Beel says, and this is when Lucifer realizes that everything has spiraled out of control, “We just want you to be happy.” Lucifer can’t seem to give Beel the same blood-curdling glare that he gave Mammon.

“Yeah, it’s your fault we had to order take-out tonight, anyway,” Belphie offers around a mouthful of pork fried rice. Lucifer frowns, because that’s… partially true. It had been Lucifer’s turn to cook, but he… may have been slightly incensed after seeing a post of Michael and his new… boytoy, ugh.

(Lucifer doesn’t care that Michael decided to end things between them. It was just sex, after all. But the fact that Michael had the audacity to leave Lucifer for some… random twenty something student?! Leave him. Lucifer.)

He may have burned a few things and reduced some ingredients to an inedible mush in his frenzied chopping. Mammon had come in, looked at the scene, and gently pulled out the nearby Chinese place’s take-out menu from their kitchen drawer.

“Belphie, shut up,” Asmo hisses, and then leans across the table, “Mammon and I know him pretty well. You’ll like him.”

Resisting the urge to pinch the bridge of his nose between his fingers, he takes another calming breath. He counts to ten, just like his last therapist suggested.

“Let’s pretend for one moment that I’ll play along with this nonsense,” he begins, tilting his head to appraise Asmo, whose grin only grows, “What makes you think that I want to see someone that Mammon approves of?”

“That’s fair,” Asmo laughs, ignoring Mammon’s indignant oi! in the background, “Just trust me, then.”

He must have been delusional to trust Asmo. Lucifer sits at the table of the moderately fancy restaurant, nursing his glass of wine. He should just leave, it’s been fifteen minutes. Lucifer is not so downtrodden that he needs to embarrass himself like this for a blind date.

“Oh, you’re still here!” a voice says, and Lucifer’s narrowed brows twitch as he turns to say something scalding at his tardy dinner companion, “I’m sorry for being late.”

The irritated retort dies in Lucifer’s mouth at the sight of him.

Oh. Oh. Damn them.

(He hears Asmo’s laughter like bells in the distant recesses of his mind.)

“Lucifer, right?” a vague six-foot-something, broad shouldered and dark skinned masterpiece of a man asks. The entire picture the man creates is… overwhelming, to say the least. His smile is far too bright, red hair too perfectly tousled to be natural. Lucifer can see a lot of skin. Much, much more than usual; black tattoos lick up the man’s torso, over the defined planes of his skin, down to the sharp lines of his hips cutting down to his pelvis...

“Why are you shirtless?” Lucifer blurts the first thing to come to mind, and he internally hits himself for it being that.

The man has the audacity to have abs like that and a soft, sheepish smile at the same time, “I don’t like to make excuses, but it’s why I’m late--”

“Uh, sir,” a waiter says, looking just as gobsmacked as Lucifer feels at the aggressively attractive body of his date, “We need, um. We need you to put a shirt on, sir.” She wheezes, but the waiter looks like it physically pains her to ask.

“Ah, funny story, but I don’t actually have one,” the man laughs, and even his laugh is charming. The waiter chokes out the next words, and while Lucifer would usually eviscerate such weakness in his mind, he gets it.

“Then we’ll need to ask you to leave,” the waiter does not want the man to leave. The waiter looks like she’s about to ask the man to stay forever.

“Really?” Gorgeous shirtless man says, and then looks at Lucifer, who might actually perk up in his seat, “I’m sorry about this.”

Lucifer takes a second to remember how to speak, clearing his throat into his fist, “No, no. It’s fine. We’ll leave.”

The man brightens at Lucifer’s usage of we, and the process of him paying for his glass of wine and leaving the restaurant happens in a blur.

He... may not kill his brothers just yet.

#ch: all #pr: dialuci #writing #ch: diavolo #ch: lucifer #this was a quickie #sorry its messy

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welcome-to-the-dreamy · 4 years

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Soulmates AU

Prompt: When you touch your soulmate for the first time, you see the worst day of their life

Word count: 933

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It had been 6 months since Lia had arrived at the Devildom.

And it had been 6 months since she had gotten a tattoo on the inside of her lower arm

“Where am I?”. A soulmate tattoo. Someone in the courtroom that day, was someone she was bound to. The problem was… who?

She had spent weeks just thinking about it, hours talking theories with Asmo, more hours researching facts with Satan. Were there more people than the student council in that room at the time?!?? Either that or her soulmate was Diavolo, which terrified her.

It was late at night, and she was pouring over the endless pile of studies that RAD had provided her with. She couldn’t even go to Satan because he was out, and something told her the other brothers were less than competent. Well, aside from one. But the eldest brother seemed so… far away. Always cooped up in his room, and when he wasn’t, he looked like he was about to collapse at any moment. Whenever she tried to talk to him, he pushed her away, always busy with something. She struggled to study for a bit before giving up, and made her way to the demon’s room. The door was open slightly, she knocked lightly before entering the room.

She found Lucifer knocked out at his desk, ink dripping from the edge of his fountain pen, his bare fingers clenched so tight around it they were shaking. She tried to get the pen out of his grip, their hands brushing together.

She wasn’t his room anymore.

Instead, she found herself facing an army of angels. Turned back 5000 years in time.

The glint of Lucifer’s angelic sword spread throughout the realm as he raised it to the sky. The thin line holding everyone back snapped. Immediately, the clouds filled with the cries of battle. Mammon's hair flew around him like the halo sitting on his head as he zipped around, decapitating many, somehow still keeping an air of grace around him. Lucifer felt a pang of pride as he sliced his own foes, truly mercilessly. Truly terrible screams were all everyone could hear, fire all everyone could see. For angels didn’t bleed, they burned, heavenly fire pouring from their veins.

Each of the brothers were terrifying in their own manner, some were not as straightforward as the 3 eldest, with Levi resorting to a more hands on method, tossing enemies over his shoulder off the clouds, using his hands to crack their necks. Asmo brandished a bow and arrow, shooting his enemies in the heart with blazing arrow tips, somehow remaining spotless, his white uniform not singed in the slightest. Beel manned the weapons, not wanting to fight, but wanting to support his brothers. His twin, however, was a different story. The youngest thrust his hands into angel’s chests, ripping their hearts out and shoving it down their throats.

Lucifer brushed the fallen angels’ ashes off of his uniform, his white gloves now a light shade of grey. The boys were winning, piles of ashes all around them, the fallen soldiers reduced into such a state.

Before Michael happened.

The archangel had walked slowly onto the battlefield, not even batting an eye at his dead comrades. The rest was a blur, Lucifer and Michael’s swords clashing together, Lucifer screaming at Mammon, who had come to help him, to stay back. This was his battle. But Levi’s battle was already over. The third eldest was slowly burning, before he leaned back and fell down over the clouds, falling at an alarming rate. Lucifer watched with horror as Mammon let out a roar and jumped after his younger brother, only for him to get shot in the back. The two brothers clutched at each other, a blinding ball of flames shooting out of the heavens. Michael took advantage of the eldest angel's state, and slashed at him, throwing him back. Lucifer tumbled back on the clouds. Asmo turned his head away, his hands shaking, still trying to shoot, but not nearly as accurate as before.

This was a mistake, the blazing arrow bounced off of the enemies shields, and pierced through his little sister’s wings. He immediately dropped his weapons, screaming at what he had done, running towards Lilith, an opposing angel crashed into him, both of them falling over the edge. Asmo’s tears started running down as he curled up into a ball, accepting the fall. He prayed for the gods to forgive him, for he had sinned.

Belphie froze, watching the arrow pierce Lilith’s wings, before he too was flung over the edge. He fell for a few seconds, before being wrapped in his twin brothers arms. Belphie looked over Beel’s shoulder, only to see Lilith falling. He screamed and clawed at his brothers back, punching him, yelling at him to let him go, to go save Lilith. Beel only buried his face in the crook of Belphie’s neck, clutching him tighter to his aching chest.

Lucifer heard his little brother’s screams, his heart sinking, his body up in flames. Before he grabbed his wings and pulled, the-

Lia snapped back to reality, face to face with a furious Lucifer. He was crushing her wrist, his eyes as fiery as his body all those centuries ago. Lia was shaking, what had she just seen? There was no way…

“What do you think you’re doing?” Lucifer growled at her, his horns crashing out of his skull. Lia just gaped at him, not knowing how to explain herself. This only seemed to agitate the demon more “I asked you a question, human.” he gripped her wrist tighter, causing her to hiss in pain “Or do you wish to provoke me further?”

Lia offered no explanation and simply bowed her head, for once, she was speechless. Lucifer knew how much she’d seen, and he was horrified.

He would make sure she’d never tell a soul

No matter the cost

#JKLSDJLFA THIS IS A MESS BUT AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA #yeah i dont like this #help #soulmates #soulmate alternate universe #obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me swd #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me levi #obey me asmo #obey me asmodeus #obey me leviathan #obey me beel #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphie #obey me belphegor

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paulieshore · 4 years

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Obey Me / SCM Au Series

Warnings: Beginning minor Gore, Conflict of Interest, Triggers, Cursing

Words: 2797

I do not own the rights to these characters, characters belong to:

· Obey Me! Shall we date

· Star Crossed Myth - Voltage

Chapter 7: Assholes

**Note: The ending of chapter 6 happens shortly after the beginning here in Devildom:

Devildom

“Report?”

“Yes, your highness. It seems victims all across the kingdom have similarities in their cases.”

“Being?” Diavolo crosses his arms waiting for Barbatos answer.

“All females, who are attending RAD, all found the same. Found in pools of their own blood, no life left in them. Souls ripped from their very being.” Barbatos frowns placing the reports down on the table. “My lord, they’re looking for her...”

Diavolo sighs, “Call Lucifer and the others. Get a message sent to the Celestial Realm, inform King Kivy immediately. I will go speak to ‘our’ King.” Diavolo stands up and marches out.

…

The king of hell had long since left his duties of ruling to his son, however as Diavolo still had not been given his coronation, he was obliged to still follow under his father’s rule. He marched on towards the depths of the demon lords castle where is father slumbered.

…

“My Liege, pardon my intrusion.” He bows deeply to the sleeping beast.

An eye of crimson flames open.

“Who dares disturbs me “

The ground below Diavolo’s feet shakes. He takes into his demon form and bows even deeper; his wings stretch upwards.

“It is I, Diavolo. Prince of the Underworld, I seek guidance of the Crimson King.”

A rumbling noise was made from the awaken king’s chest, like that of a dragon.

“Diabolusss”

“Yes, it is I, father.”

The House of Gods

Your first few encounters with Scorpio were not good, so you didn’t expect this to be any different. Once Zyglavis left, Scorpio had you follow him around, ordering you to be quiet. So, you did; keeping your mouth shut and head down. He had you follow him to his room, telling you not to move no more than two feet from his door.

You nodded silently and stood there, he made remarks about not wanting you to contaminate his living courters with your filth, staring at you in utter disgust. You kept your feet glued to the spot and head down, trying not to further piss this one off.

“Well at least you know your place” He snaps one last time as he flits about his room.

You peaked up; Scorpio was busy with the tubes of liquid among his desk. You decided to look around the room, ONLY with your eyes.

His room was different from Zyg’s, he had some colour, red. For some reason Scorpio didn’t strike you as a red kind of guy. The walls were of cobble stone, on one side an empty fireplace. The wall nearest his bed, massive windows that shone light in, reflecting the silvers and reds around the room. The other side of the room was where his desk was, oak; which matched the two arm chairs on each sides of his bed. However, contrary to the rooms being different they were all cleaned and polished the same.

Hard to believe anyone actually lived in them.

Scorpio turned around to check on the thing in his room, seeing she was ‘scoping his room out’.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

You immediately shut your eyes and turned your head back down. Scorpio smiled evilly at your obedience, he returned to his project picking the vile up and drinking it.

Moments later there was a thud, you opened your eyes and seen Scorpio on the ground. When he didn’t get back up immediately, you cautiously called to him, “S-sir?”

“…”

Sheer panic, you ran up to him without thinking and started shaking him.

“Hey, hey, get up man!!”

You noticed how pale he was becoming, you ran to the door, opened it and shouted for help.

Huedaut was before you instantly, a look of concern plastered on her face. “What’s wrong? Are you alright?”

You nodded your head and pointed; he followed the area you were pointing towards. Seeing Scorpio, he rushed to him.

“He’s okay? Right? I mean he’s a god he’ll be alright, of course” You were rambling as you watched Hue examine Scorpio.

He picked up the vile in Scorpio’s hand and sniffed it, “Uh yes that makes sense, mhm. Right” He picked Scorpio up and placed him on the bed.

You followed closely behind Hue, “Tell me what to do, I’ll do it!”

Hue chuckles under his breath, “It is alright, he’ll come around soon.” Turning to you and smiling “No need to worry yourself.” He watched as you sadly looked at Scorpio and remembered something, “Oh yes, after, I need to speak to you.” Then left without any explanation.

You stood there spacing out.

‘After what? This? Am I now watching Scorpio? Isn’t he supposed to be watching me? And what was with that smile, mister sad god actually smiled about his friend falling sick? These people are so strange!‘ You thought.

A little boy appeared while you were staring off, “Lord Scorpio, I have a message from Orion. *!!!!* LORD SCORPIO!?” he rushed to his side.

You observed how worried the little boy was, “It’s alright, Huedaut says he’ll be fine in a minute...”

He whips around and straightens up “apologies malady, I am Altair, messenger of punishments.”

You bow to the little boy formally, “Uh, I am Y/N …… Just Y/N”

His face goes scarlet red when you bow to him. You both stood in silence for a moment.

“Is there anything Lord Huedaut said that we can do for Lord Scorpio?” He looked to you with pleading eyes.

Telling this boy ‘no’ would break his blessed heart you thought…

“Well, no…”

And it did, pain flashed through his face

“BUT!! I know something we can try that might help??” You cringe, oh dear Scorpio is going to kill me for certain.

Devildom

The brothers were making their way to Diavolo’s castle for a meeting which was called. They were chatting amongst themselves walking through town.

*Crash*

A young female demon goes running through the brothers, pushing them aside.

“Hey you, watch yourself!” Satan scowls at her.

She doesn’t stop or apologise, keeping her pace, sprinting and panting.

The brothers leave it be and continue on, when their confronted by an individual hooded and cloaked. Blocking their path.

“Yo, move man, we have places to be!” Mammon shouts.

A creepy laugh is heard from the hooded fiend, “I don’t believe it, if it isn’t the saintly seven... Oh sorry six, I see your sister isn’t here.” Hissing.

Everyone stiffened and was offended by this not so familiar individual.

“I am Lucifer, Avatar of Pride. You dare offend me?!” Lucifer steps forward in front of his siblings.

The cloaked one pulls his hood down. Revealing long two-toned hair of dark red and black, and a black marking on his cheek. His eyes swirling with discord, an even more haunting smile appearing on his cracked lips.

“My, my, indeed, how the mighty have fallen!” He cackles and his body swirls into black mist. Disappearing quicker then he appeared.

…

“Who the hell was that?” They all seemed to be asking the same question.

They hurry along the way to speak to Diavolo, and inform him of this incident.

The Heavens: Arch Angels Department

Michael was giving a run down to the other angels,

“By order of the king, you are to monitor the activities between the human realm and hell. We are to assist in aid and guarding the witches and wizards that reside in the human realm. They will be the first points of contact. Is that understood?”

After dismissing, two angels stayed behind.

“Simeon, Luke? Is there anything I can help you with?

Simeon nods at his superior, “Yes, actually id like to be assigned personally, watching over Solomon, sir.”

Luke stands quietly, nodding his head.

“I see, that is the wizard who studied alongside you, was it not?” Michael squints sceptically at Simeon.

Simeon grins, “Indeed, and it is for that reason I wish to be assigned him personally. I’ve gotten to know him a bit, should things escalate… I believe he may be a next target.”

“Very well, I will include this conversation in my report and send it off to Chief Leon as well as Chief Zyglavis, you both may leave now.”

“Furthermore sir,”

“More?”

“Yes, Luke will assist me, sir.”

Michael looks down to Luke, before nodding and signalling them to go.

Once Simeon and Luke leave, Partheno slips out from nowhere.

“Michael, I’m glad I caught you in time. Do you have those reports for Zyg?”

“Uh, Partheno sir. I do indeed, I have another to add, if you can wait one moment. I only require a moment sir.” Bowing to Partheno.

“Of course, take your time.” Waving his hands nonchalantly.

What Michael doesn’t see is the ugly look on Partheno’s face as he turns around and starts the report.

The House of Gods

Altair helped you gather supplies in aiding Scorpio back to health. Altair dabbed a cloth to Scorpio’s forehead and you were cutting apples, into rabbit shapes.

“Wow, you’re really good at that?” Altair watches your quick but precise slices.

“When I was younger it was the only way I would eat the apples, I don’t like biting straight into them.”

“Why?”

“Well, I once bit into a worm. I was more mortified by the fact I killed the worm, then it being in the apple or my mouth.”

“Ewwww” Altair sticks his tongue out.

Just then Scorpio starts coming too, breaking your moment of peace. Both you and Altair jumped to attention, trying to aid him. Scorpio snapped at Altair for trying to help, and snapped at you for ‘dare dirtying him’.

Altair left quite upset, tears forming in his big doe eyes.

You don’t know what came over you, but had finally had enough with this one.

Snapping back at Scorpio. “YOU ARE SUCH AN ASSHOLE! He was absolutely worried sick about you and that’s how you treat him? Fine, if you don’t like me, but he’s just a boy!” You were still holding the plate with cut up apples on, shaking.

Scorpio weakly raised from the bed and approached you.

“I don’t even know why I bothered!” You continued. “How can anyone put up with an asshat like you!”

He approached you close enough, slapping the plate from your hands. Following by, grabbing you by the scruff of your collar and slamming you into the wall.

You were terrified, you had gone too far, you knew it. He scared you far more then Leon or Lucifer ever did, and pissed you off just the same.

Scorpio gave you another evil smile, “Scared huh? You should be!”

Quickly thinking, since Scorpio was still only coming too, you shoved him backwards. He lost his balance and was flat on his ass.

You seized the opportunity and bolted straight out his room.

You decided enough was enough, you remembered the path you ran the last time. You’d been here long enough, keeping in mind where the exit was.

Wagering that dying here wouldn’t be any better then dying out there.

Bolting for the front door, you opened it and turned to see if anyone was following. With no sign of anyone, you were gone. Running down the path, away from the mansion, away from those assholes!

…

Finally getting to the outskirts of a town, refusing to stop, even though your lungs and legs burned. You pulled the phone from your pocket and searched your contacts...

Solomon, giving his number a ring.

Thank the stars, he answered.

“Y/N, what’s up?”

“Solomon, listen I need your help!”

…

Back at the mansion

Scorpio picked himself off the floor, “Wow that weak woman actually had the guts to push me” He was slightly impressed, considering how afraid she just was of him.

Ichthys and Dui entered, “Hey Scorpy…. Where’s Goldie?” Both looking around.

“How would I know; damn brat, she threw me to the floor and took off running.”

Their faces shocked, “Wow, she’s gotten even cooler!” Ichthys laughs

“Do you value your life?!”

“Ekk!” Ichthys hides behind Dui.

Dui shook his head, “Scorpio you probably did something to frighten the poor thing, didn’t you? We saw Altair, he was practically in tears when he told us.”

Scorpio says nothing, and looks to the scattered mess.

“Awe, she even cut your apples into little cute shapes! I want special treatment from Goldie too!” Ichthys picked up the pieces and marvelled at them.

You gave Solomon the best description of where you were, he came and picked you up.

“Y/N what’s wrong?” Glancing at you while he was driving, noticing how you were constantly looking over your shoulder.

You told him the truth about everything.

…

“Ah, so you have been staying at the house of gods. How interesting...”

“Please Solomon, I don’t want to go back!”

He gave you a sympathetic look, “I knew a girl who claimed she was fooling around with one of them. She was invited back for some ‘fun’ one night, by a blonde-haired prince charming. Then after, when I had seen her again and asked how her night went, she had no memory of what I was talking about. They erased her memory I figured.”

“Yea, I could see that, he does seem to like the ladies…” agreeing “However, they’re assholes, rude and arrogant… well, not all of them…“ you quietly argued with yourself.

“Its okay, you’ve been through a lot lately. I’ll see what I can do to help.” He looks over and smiles.

Both of you arrived at Solomon’s, he had suggested casting a spell of concealment. Covering your where abouts to anyone trying to find you, safe from all searching parties. You agreed, you just wanted to be left alone for some time to process everything yourself.

“You know Y/N, Asmodeus came to me the other day about you...” Solomon says as he places a tea before you.

You blinked your eyes numerously at what he said, “Really?!”

He nodded.

“I miss them… They came but… There was…. I couldn’t….” trailing off.

He places a hand on your lap, “It’s okay, he kinda explained that too. Let’s see how tonight goes, remember Y/N you have seven pacts with them.” Patting your lap.

You had completely forgotten about your pacts!!

You smiled brightly as you wrapped your arms around Solomon’s neck, “Thank you!”

“Settle down” He gently unwraps your arms from him “I am still a man you know… Your staying with me tonight, don’t give me the wrong idea.”

Devildom

The meeting was held, Lucifer and the others explain their ‘run in’. Diavolo frowned deeply and looked to Barbatos, nodding and telling them. The one they had just met was in fact ‘Crow’ one of the dark disciples, who was believed to have died in the war.

…

A phone pings mid-meeting, everyone turns their attention to Asmo whose pulling his phone out.

“I thought I told you turn your phone off Asmo!” Lucifer looks shamefully at his younger sibling.

“Oopsies, my mistake!” Waving his phone, he goes to turn it off when he sees Solomon’s name on screen. Under a preview message with your name.

He stands up abruptly, everyone staring at him even more.

“Y/N’s with Solomon!!” He shouts

Lucifer angrily stands and takes Asmo’s phone, meaning to turning it off.

It took him a second to register what Asmo said, he was then scanning the contents of the message.

“What did those bastards do to her!?” Lucifer had an aura start illuminating. Diavolo standing up and placing a hand on his shoulder.

“Relax, don’t get worked up, we need to conserve our chaos.”

“Can we go to her?” Levi is quick to ask, Mammon nodding his head.

“Gentleman, we need to get back to our discussion. She is safe with Solomon for the time being, but the Gods will go to her. As of right now the disciples believe she is still here…. Let’s try to keep it that way.” Diavolo looks around to everyone present.

“What do you mean?”

Barbatos answers Satan’s question, “The dark disciples are back, your run in further confirms that. They are the ones behind these attacks here. They’re looking for Y/N, going to her now would only give her away.”

Lucifer turns and faces Diavolo, “She isn’t safe there, she isn’t safe here, where is she safe then!?”

Diavolo’s looks at Lucifer with a look of disappointment, “She’s safest with them, whether you like it or not. I’m sorry Lucifer…”

He gives Diavolo a look before slamming himself back down into his seat “Let’s hurry and get this over with already...”

Everyone studies Lucifer, the one who is usually calm and collective, slowly coming undone.

To Be Continued.

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