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the-lady-writes-what · 4 months

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How the Brothers react to you riding them, Asmodeus

Pretty much All Porn/No Plot, so minors be warned (and stay out)

Content: reverse cowgirl, mirror sex, body worship, mild degradation, use of "slut" and "princess", some praise, mentioned handjob, 69, fingering, and overstimulation

These are all my own head canons. Don't be mean about it.

Lucifer Levi Mammon Beel Belphie Satan

🔞NSFW Content Below! 18+ Only! Minors DNI!🔞

Headcanons:

Whatever you do, do not scratch him. Like, even if he makes you feel so good, do NOT leave a mark on him. That being said, while Asmo wouldn't like to get his marvelous skin marked up, be prepared to wear his nail marks and love bites, no matter what position you're in.

Classic switch but does enjoy being dominant even while you're on top of him. Def pleasure Dom

Asmo can get pretty rough, but he loves singing your praises. Even while he's taking you to pound town, he loves to whisper the filthiest things to you and tell you what a good girl you are. Look at you! Mhmm, yes, that's my girl. Keep going, keep going! I feel you getting close, darling.

Asmo likes to sit up while you're riding him. He leans against his mountain of pillows to get a better view. Sometimes, he even likes to hold and touch you while you ride him.

Prefers regular cowgirl over reverse cowgirl because he likes watching, but if you really insist on riding him with your back to him, better be prepared to have his mirror facing the bed. Look at you, MC. You look so pretty riding my cock. How could you deny me looking at you taking it like a pretty little slut for me?

Asmo sometimes puts his hand on your neck while you're on top. Not enough to choke but just enough for you to feel a little bit of pressure

Kisses and aftercare are a MUST but during the act, Asmo can be a little mean

Hands down prettiest cock of the bunch. He's not the largest or super girthy, but damn is it pretty

It was so strange seeing yourself in the mirror like this. You'd passed or looked at your own reflection hundreds of times before, but this...this is different. For one, your stark naked. Layers peeled away to uncover nothing but skin that glistened with sweat. Asmo pulled the large mirror next to the bed so that you might get a good look at yourself. Behind you, and underneath you, Asmo lay amongst his luxurious pillows like a king on his throne. He laid back, letting (or making you, depending how you see it) do all the work.

A champagne flute in hand, Asmo sipped the bubbly drink while you rocked, bounced, and rolled your hips. You shifted your hips up and down while filling yourself with his cock. It looked so pretty when you were stroking it with your hands, lubing it up with your spit, and taking it down your throat while Asmo licked your cunt. He made you cum on his tongue twice before asking you to ride him.

"A-Asmo..." You whine.

"Yes, love?" Asmo giggled.

"I...I don't know how much more I can keep this up." You hated to admit defeat, but your legs couldn't hold out much longer. You didn't have the stamina you thought you did.

"Oh? Come on, now. Show me what you're really made of."

Asmo set aside his champagne on the bedside table. He sat up and put his hands on your hips. His multi-colored nails, freshly manicured that morning, dug into your skin, leaving behind little crescents. His lips kissed your shoulders as he drew you up and down his cock. Asmo rocked his hips upwards, filling you completely. With a loud moan, you tossed your head back. The back of your head touched his shoulder as you closed your eyes. The pleasure he was giving you was almost too much.

"Uh-huh," Asmo chided. One of his hands came to cup your jaw. He pulled your head forward. "I want you to look at yourself. Show me how pretty you are when you're riding me. Be a good girl and watch yourself."

You peeled your eyes open. Asmo gripped your hip in one hand and held your chin up with the other. Working in tandem against each other, your hips and his made an erratic rhtym. The bed shook with your movements, no doubt disturbing at least one of Asmo's brothers. Not that he seemed to mind when you made a lot of noise. He relished in the sounds you made when he was fucking you into his mattress.

"Good girl. Such a good girl. You're so pretty." Asmo muttered with loving tenderness it almost made you forget how fast and hard he rutted his hips into you like he hated your entire being. He kissed your forehead, slick with sweat. His hand trailed down to your throat where he cupped it. Not squeezing, but held it there long enough for you to feel the pressure of his hand on your throat.

You gasped. You wanted to dig your nails into his skin from the sheer pleasure of his hands gripping and touching you while his cock filled you up. But you knew better. Instead, you curled your hands into fists and let your nails dig into your palms. You bit you lower lip while Asmo, the Avatar of Lust, rocked into you.

"So, so pretty," Asmo murmured against your skin.

He moved his hand down to your breast to make room for his lips. Asmo groped and squeezed and played with your nipples. His mouth latched onto your neck. First, he nibbled. Then, Asmo sunk his teeth down harder and sucked on your flesh. Great bruises soon turned your neck into a cheetah with how many spots he left. He giggled at his marks and kissed each one as if to apologize for marring your skin.

Your toes curled. Asmo's hand trailed down, down, down. His lithe, deft fingers found that bundle of nerves between your legs. Skilled fingers prodded while never slowing down. He rubbed your clit to make you cry out, and you did.

"You're so close. I feel it. Your slutty little cunt wants to cum on my cock so bad. Come on. Be a good girl and come for me. Cum on my cock. I'm going to make you feel so good..."

You sank down on his cock while he pounded you and played with your clit. Your mouth hung open and your eyes scrunched up tight. The white hot coil that had been building up the entire time sprung loose. Asmo unleashed it. You gushed. Tingles ran up your spine and goosebumps marched across your skin. When you peeled your eyes open to watch your reflection continuously being fucked by Asmo, you saw too that his face was tightened with concentration. You couldn't see Asmo's pretty eyes as he closed them. He rocked harder into you, spurring on another orgasm. Asmo took you with him. His hips sputtered to a stop as he pushed his cock as deep as it could go. He finished inside you, spilling cum everywhere. It leaked out of your pussy while he rolled his hips slowly in and out, savoring his pleasure.

Asmo stayed in you. You needed time to catch your breath more than he did. By the time he let you up, his cum was still dripping out of you. He looked aghast at the mess he made of you.

"Come here."

He carried you to the en suite bathroom. (Because of course he has one of those. Did you think he shared with his brothers?) Asmo filled the tub with rose-scented bubbles. The tub was big enough for four. He climbed in with you. The warm water and suds lolled you into a false state of security. Asmo's hand wandered beneath the bubbles to your aching pussy still sensitive after your latest encounter.

"Asmo!" You yelped.

"Just relax, princess. Let me see that pretty face you make when you come," said he.

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moemoemammon · 2 years

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Another commission completed for @leechlips !

Their MC seems pretty focused on her task, but Asmo's focused on sumn else... 👀

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jinxthejubilee · 1 year

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I'll do a side character poll later.

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still-a-morosexual-help · 1 year

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Wait this is actually so cute. The brothers at this stage are much more supportive and caring for each other than they are some thousand years down the line when MC first met them in S1 which makes sense but is still amazing to see

Asmo isn't talking to a Mammon who has spent thousands of years stealing from him, he's talking to a Mammon who fought wars by his side and spent days looking after him and the rest of his brothers after they Fell. His brother just experienced fucking racism for the first time in his entire life and Asmo's gonna do anything to make him forget that because Mammon's done so much for them and paired with their interaction from the second Dames event this means so much what if I just wrote a fic about them what then

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undeaddevildom · 2 years

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Some heatwave headcanons because my power went out and its 108 degrees and I'm sweating my BAWLZ off 👎

(General hcs)

- Demons pant instead of sweat

- It shows off their pretty sharp teefs :)

(Cue a heatwave in the devildom.)

- lucifer has like 20 fans around his desk and its blowing around his paperwork someone cast a fucking cooling spell before he flips his shit. No one touch his thermostat or hes making you run on a hamster wheel that powers the ac. Touching the thermostat probably teleports you into a volcano or something. Since you thought the heat at the HOL was so damn bad.

-mammons splayed out on a tile floor or sitting in his car with the ac on. He runs hot and is NOT fairing well. Shirtless and insufferable the entire time. Cant make out a clear sentence because hes panting and gasping so hard so hes groaning and huffing. Boy if you dont shut the fu

- levis in his tank. Theres a "DO NOT TAP THE GLASS" sign on it now. Glares at you if you tap the glass. Do not. Tap. The glass. If his merch wasnt all over the room he would splash you so hard they'd have to wring your corpse out like a rag in order to cremate you.

- satans already flipping his shit. All his books are covering his air vents and oh my hes breathed in dust from panting so hard. Hey maybe throwing a tantrum is making you a hotter- you know what nevermind. Your flailing about is causing a nice breeze in here.

- you know when they said it was gonna be a hot gurl summer Asmo didnt think they meant it like this. He's in his big ass bathtub in cool water and is absolutely naked. Not a pair of britches in sight. Cheeked up. Cheeks out. Whatever. His makeup ia fucking melting because its so hot and he has to put it in the fridge. Enter Beel. I think you know what tragedy happens next :)

- Beels got his head in the (empty) freezer probably licking the metal or something. Hes 10 seconds from politely asking the next person who walks in to slam the door on his head until he drops. He can't work out because he can't fucking breathe. SOMEONE!!! ate all the ice cream. And ice. And anything else that was in the freezer. But thats besides the point! hes licked the freezer and now his tongue is stuck to it so he cant pant properly. Someone fucking help him

- Belphies in the (empty) fridge under Beel. He originally had only his head in there but in Beels panic to get unstuck he accidentally shoved belphie in and closed the door. Now Beels leaning against it and Belphie cant push it open. But thats ok because its cold and its dark and no one can bother him in here... Zzz.... Why is there fucking mascara in here... Zzz...

#obey me #obey me! shall we date?#omswd #obey me! Lucifer #obey me! mammon #obey me! levi #obey me! asmo #obey me! beelzebub #obey me! belphie #obey me! memes #obey me! crack

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writing-by-mimi · 2 years

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GN:MC! Un-sheeps Hc

Fandom: Obey Me!

Characters: Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzelbub.

Summary: In the Obey Me! Manga, Mc is a cute little sheep. (For real, if you haven't seen it, look at it. The team that put it together made Mc cute as fuck.) So what would our lovely, most eligible, Devildom men think when part of the magic oppressing Mc finally fades, but still leaves them far from normal? Humans don't have a cute little fluffy tail and a perfect set of fluffy ears...

Adult content. Read at your own risk. Not beta read.

💚Satan💚

• You and him had been reading in his room. As the hours grew later, you had fallen asleep, nestled to Satans side as he leisurely finished his book and listened to your small breaths.

• He'd never admit it, but when you slept, he would pet you. Your wool was soft thanks to Asmodeus. He was told you were human...but you were merely a very well off sentitent lamb in his mind. A decent enough personality, you cared for his family...and you were almost like an allowed pet.

• He would never tell you that outloud. He knew it was wrong. That you were supposedly human... but being small, furry and almost as cute as a kitten... You'd been here for years at this point. If you were going to change, it would have happened by now. Even in the human world, you still retained your current shape. A sheep.

• Checking his D.D.D. the time read 2:45 AM. Breakfast was in a few hours, then R.A.D.. He also wanted to stop and check on the strays staying at the park... sighing, put his book on the nightstand and stretched his legs. Looking over to his side, seeing you curled up, it was adorable.

• So, he decided to be lazy. He had done it before, his brothers would complain, but you also fell asleep in their rooms too, so no real punishments were a threat.

• Snuggling into his pillow, and scooting you closer to his side, he fell asleep stroking your wool.

• His phone going off, he reached for it and silenced it, never once opening his eyes. Fuck, he should have went to bed sooner. Careful in his movements, he went to sit up, making sure not to jostle you too much. You may have slept in his room before, but he still hadn't let you see him with bed head or anything short of proper. Mainly because you were too cute and he enjoyed petting your coat...but you also hung out with Mammon...so he really needn't worry himself with such things, right?

• Was he experiencing sleep paralysis in his arm? Looking over he saw the nape of a neck.

• What?

• Taking a second, guarded glance, he slowly eyes the figure in his arm pressed to his side. The body is faced away. Moving slowly he almost forgets how to breath.

• Pact marks.

• They trail down your spine...his sets with his brothers... you really were more than the realms smartest sentient sheep...

• And you were now naked next to him...

• Satan can feel his face catch fire, redder than Leviathan has ever been. It's been literally years since he has had another in his bed. Your body was beautiful... but it didn't hold a candle to your voice

• "Mmmm, Tantan is it time to get up already?" You rolled over, mind still so full of sleep you didn't even notice your situation, arm slowly snaking around his waist so close the his cock. Voice warm and full of sleep... Oh, your voice was made for him. You would sound so wonderful to listen to as you read outloud. He could watch those lips move for hours...

• Then he sees it. His downfall.

• Ears. You have soft fluffy lamb ears... he's always been a cat man...but fuck, if you aren't giving him a reason to become equally enthusiastic about lambs...

• You let out a content sigh, nuzzling into his chest, and it happens. The nail in the coffin. Not only does he see your ears lightly bounce as the sigh leaves your very kissable lips, he feels fur moving quickly across his wrist, which means two things. The first being you even had a tail. A cute fluffy tail that most likely matched your ears...and if that were the case, the fur on his wrist meant it was your ass in his hand, and it fit perfectly.

• He had fallen asleep in his clothes last night, which was both a blessing and a curse. His erection had popped through the hole in the front of his boxers and was twitching againt his zipper, but maybe you wouldn't notice...

• He wasn't sure what to do. He had some ideas...but those were mostly lead by his morning wood. An especially dirty piece of literature at the front of his mind as his eyes took in all of your form not pressed against him. He couldn't do it...it would be wrong on so many levels...but he could wake you with a kiss. Gentle touches that would make you moan and whine in your sleep until you woke up unbearably horny with his cock out, ready and waiting, for you to take all of it.

• Maybe this was a dream? It had to be... you wouldn't suddenly, just last night...transform. It was ridiculous....but if it were a dream, with how vivid and lucid he felt...it just couldn't be. This had to be reality.

• "Satan?" Your voice was soft as you pushed yourself up, full chest on display for him and him alone, locked in his room away from the others. "Is it time to get up?" He watched as you rubbed your eyes and your ears lazily flopped on your head. He'd never forget this moment, he was sure of it.

• His heart was racing. Face heated. Thoughts of waking up to you like this for the rest of his life... he had developed a crush.

• He felt shallow, but only for a moment. You were good company. Kind, sweet to his family. Your mostly true form only made it so he wouldn't be know as some sort of animal fucker. (He could deal with the ears and tail. It was fucking adorable and he would rip anyone's arm off who begged to differ.) Perhaps he had liked you more than previously thought, but brushed it away because of your form? Whatever the case may be, it didn't change how he felt in this moment.

• He couldn't help the smirk on his face as he pushed himself up to rest on his elbows, the audible slapping sound of you covering yourself and you rolling out to the other side of his bed hiding on the floor was utterly cute. The little lamb was shy about being naked.

"How long was I like that?! Why didn't you wake me up!" Your voice hissed as you pulled what you could for blankets off of him and his bed.

"I tried. You sleep hard." He shrugged nonchalantly.

"How much did you see?!" Your ears fluttering quickly, rash movements as you sulked on his floor, barely looking over his bed to him.

"Everything." He tilted his head as his sat up fully, causing you to clench the blanket. Crawling over to the edge of his bed while shedding his overcoat and shirt, he looked down at you, face heated and trying to make yourself as hidden as possible as you averted you gaze. Holding out his dress shirt to you, he quickly pulled it away with a chuckle when you reached for it. "It's rather rude to sleep naked next to someone who could not consent. Such unruly and wild behavior." He teased as he tutted. "So I'll make you a deal, Mc. I'll forgive you, even give you the shirt off my back, all for the simple price of sitting on my lap and apologizing."

Your angry face was cute. He couldn't take you seriously. Even as you stood and tried to take the blanket with you from his room. He had grabbed that too. "Stealing? I never would have thought you a thief." His smile held no malice as he slowly pulled you closer and closer to the side of his bed.

"Satan, I'm not a thief or a pervert and you know it!" You fought for more of his blanket, but it would do you no good. His grip was much stronger than yours.

"When your angry, your tail wags." His finger slowly trailed down your spine through the blanket, making you shiver and gasp as he held your tail tightly. "Even your big floppy ears bounce around trying to convey my sin." His other hand moved to the side of your face as he moved from his bed to stand in front of you. "I wonder if I could make your hole twitch as hard as your ears?" His voice next to your ear as his tounge slowly drug up your neck.

You hadn't meant to whine, or even press yourself further into his touch. Every time he touched you, your skin would tingle and denying he had aroused you would be fruitless. He knew you were.

Slowly unzipping his pants, he guided your hand to his cock. Hot, throbbing and leaking precum. You bit your lip to stifle yourself.

"Are you ready to sit on my lap and apologize until I'm satisfied, little lamb?"

💖Asmodeus💖

• He is in love with your sheep form. You are adorable, precious, so caring...OK, so that didn't have to do with your form...but it had to do with you, so close enough.

• You allowed him to dye your wool, treat your fur and even curl or straighten it. He even got to put ribbons and bows on you too. You were his own living, stylish dress up doll.

• It was a shame you hadn't taken human shape yet... he was so eager to see what you truly looked like! He could take you to human world spas and do so much more with you when you finally regained your form.

• You had come to his room. Sundays were the days he would do your weekly treatment and gossip with you. It was his favorite day of the week. It even beat shopping Saturday.

• The day had gone normally...until he heard you screaming from his bathroom. Throwing down his products to the floor, he ran to you. Blood icing over expecting the worst

• Except this was the best thing to ever happen to him!

• You were in his tub, (he would let you swim in it while you soaked in the bath. It was basically an Olympic pool with your tiny form. After, he would massage products in and out of your coat.) an absolute mess of arms and legs. Hair sticking to your face as you coughed and sputtered water from your lungs. Looking up to him with those big shocked eyes of yours...you were breath taking. Even soaking wet and a disheveled mess, he could see your beauty.

• Asmo just throws himself into his tub, designer clothes forgotten as he embraced you and presses a quick kiss to your cheek. "You look so cute! I couldn't help myself."

• The Avatar of Lust clinging to your naked form in his bathtub nearly made you faint. Asmo blamed the water and pulled you out, quickly getting a towel and even his pink silk robe for you to put on.

• He was so happy about your change. It opened up a world of possibilities! ...so why did you look so glum? His lips formed a frown as he approached. You held his robe down trying to cover your thighs. You...you almost looked ashamed...

• "Mc...do you not like the way you look?" His voice was soft. Heart a mere moment from breaking as you turned your face away. "I...I'll find a way to become a sheep again!" He could see the panic in your eyes. So afraid of judgement from him of all people.

• So he did the only thing he could do. Show you just how wonderful he found you and your new form.

• He slowly knelt front of you. Hands ghosting over your thighs as he looked up to you as his hands found your hips. "You really shouldn't." His hot breath carried across your thighs as his soft lips pressed slow seductive kisses to your skin.

• All you could do was look down to him, embarrassed. You even tried to step back from him only to freeze when you heard his words.

• "I've thought about this moment for years Mc. I've never jerked off to the same fantasy more than twice...but this..." His hands slowly slid his robe up your body, revealing your upper thighs, leaving your genitals covered as not to go to far to fast. (Where would be the fun in that?!) "I've thought about it a lot." He placed a small nip to the outside of your left thigh. You could feel your face heat as you locked eyes with him. His fingers tracing so close, but yet so far away from where you wanted.

• Letting out a gasp, you felt Asmodeus's warm tounge trail up to your naked hip, fingers dancing across your now exposed rear. "You even make better sounds than I imagined... would you let me see how different my fantasy and reality are?" His voice was a pur. "You know I can make you feel like no one else in this house. Even the entirety of the three realms. I'll fuck you every night like no one else and show you how much I love you, and your new body."

• His tounge was so close to your pelvis. So. Frustratingly. Close. "All you have to do is give me consent, dear. I'll show you how beautiful I find you." You could feel your new ears and tail shaking with need as you nodded to the Avatar.

• Before you can even comprehend how it happened, Asmo had you on his bed, face buried in your crotch as he hummed. His eyes never left yours, he wanted to see every cute expression your little face could make. And it would be all because of him.

• It's only when the two of you don't show up for breakfast the next day does anyone figure out what's happened.

• Mammon had been sent to retrieve the two of you, he walked in on you (he knew it was you, he saw those pact marks on yer back, okay? How could he not when his brother was fucking you like a starved porn star?) And his brother doing the nasty. He walked back and just sat at the table, shaking his head when everyone asked.

• Many more knocks were ignored and all Asmodeus did was wave from behind you as he continued to make you writhe on his bed. He didn't care if they saw, and you wouldn't even know, on account of him fucking your face into the mattress.

• He'd show you everyday just how much he loved you and your body, interruptions be damned.

❤Beelzelbub❤

• Sweet, wonderful Beel. You had been feeling funky all day throughout school, so he chose to skip Fangol practice to walk you home. You were easy to carry, you weighed nothing, (Which was upsetting, you should at least be a bit heavier...) and he liked how soft you were. From this angle, holding you to his chest, you facing forward, you couldn't see his blush.

• He was known for strength, brute force and an appetite that would never be satisfied

• So the fact that you, a tiny little soft sheep loved being held in his arms made his entire life. You looked at him and saw just that, him. You didn't care about his rank, or his strength. You were unafraid of him.

• He figured it out a long time ago. He had a crush on you. The only one who knew was his brother. While Belphie was always kind and understanding...he didn't understand how he was attracted to a sheep. He explained it wasn't your looks, but who you were as a person he really cared for.

• His brother had given a soft smile, Nodding before his face fell to a frown. "Mc is a sheep, Beel...you know you can't ever be with them...right?"

• He had slept terribly that night. He knew his brother meant well, and he wasn't angry with him...it just broke his heart that his brother was right.

• He still hoped though, that you'd turn back to a human. Even Lord Diavolo said you would eventually... but after his talk with his brother it seemed like it would never happen.

• He still loves you. Cares for you, keeps you safe at school as a silent body guard, just out of your sight. It helps make him feel a bit better. That even if he can't ever really be with you...he can still protect you and care for you in his own ways.

• It's been over threes year now. You've come and gone from his life...only to return every time, unable to be away for too terribly long. The happy look on your small face as you grabbed his shin and said hello everytime melted his heart. He would pick you up immediately and give you a hug, being extra careful to squish you and your wool just a bit. The laugh you let out making him smile gently.

• He would usually hold you for hours. But the last time you returned, everyone had wanted to greet you. He frowned, but he handed you over anyway...you weren't here for just him. Pushing those feelings on you and denying you greeting his family and friends would be truly selfish, so he hands you off, regardless of how he feels.

• He hates it. That you haven't changed back by now. Even for an extended stay in the human realm, it did nothing for you, or his heart.

• So he does the only thing he can think of. He hides it. Pushes it deep down into his heart and tries to lock it up. He would rather be your best friend than do any harm and hope for something more. After all, he is just a glutton...even if you were human...what could he offer you?

• His brothers had so much they could give you...even Mammon, but him...

• He leaves the room, allowing you to greet his family. He knows your safe in there. It allows him a few moments to not worry about you so much and just...grieve? Is this what this was? His heart breaking and finally accepting his brothers words from all those years ago? He hates it, giving up...but it's for the best this way. Before his heart breaks any further. (But he is pretty sure it can't.)

• You had been back for a few months, and he had given you your space...you came around less and less. Even when visiting with Belphie, you chose anywhere but their shared bedroom.

• Maybe he was pushing you too far and you were obviously enjoying a break from his overbearing presence... the thought just depressed him more. He hadn't meant to make you feel that way.

• You weren't ignoring Beel per se... but being around him made your heart pitter-patter awfully hard in your chest. It hurt. You still hadn't changed back...and after all this time you were beginning to think you wouldn't ever...

• Beel deserved someone who had more than a little lamb body. Someone he could hold, and kiss...not be afraid to crush them in bed...plus, who would want any type of romantic relationship with a sheep?

• So everytime Beel would walk in, you found an excuse to leave. Would visit Belphie in the attic. Even changed chairs at dinner. You hated it, but because of your form it was for the better. You couldn't tell him your feelings, it would only make him feel bad...maybe even grossed out that a tiny little sheep like yourself loved him. You couldn't do that him.

• So you both carried on with heavy hearts for a few more months. Everyone had noticed, even Luke. He asked you quietly in the hall way at R.A.D. if you even still held a pact with Beelzelbub. It almost had you in tears.

• You had answered truthfully. That you were in love with the sixth-born, the Avatar of Gluttony. That you treasured his pact so completely, you'd never rid yourself of it unless Beel himself asked. You even told the small angel you were terrified of Beelzelbub knowing the truth...because something so gross and strange as a sheep loving him could be the straw that broke the camels back... You held back tears at the thought of Beelzelbub wanting out of your bond and excused yourself quickly. Making your way down the stairs as fast as your tiny form would allow.

• Beel was headed for his fifth period class when he heard it. Someone crying coming down the stairs. He chose to stop, he'd glance that they were physically okay, and give them privacy by staring over the banister like he didn't have a care in the world.

• A small scream caused him to turn quickly, a form falling down the steps just a few stairs above him. Moving quickly. He managed to catch the figure before they hit the stairs, throwing his arm out to catch the banister, making sure you both didn't roll down the rest of the staircase.

• "Are you alright?" Beels baritone voice gently asked as he looked away. He didn't know why this student was naked, but it was rude to stare. Whoever it was, he had put himself between them and the stairs.

• "B-beel?"

• The voice was warm, inviting. Smooth like honey. Whoever it was sounded nice enough, but it also sounded as if they knew him. Only his family and friends, and a few select Fangol teammates ever called him Beel.

• Curiosity got the better of him, it could only be a handful of people. Except the eyes look down to his face were ones he didn't recognize.

• "I'm me..." Okay?...so your name was me? Who was he to judge...although it was odd. "Beel...I'm finally me now."

• In an instant, the pieces click into place, and he hopes, begs any entity with the abilities to make it you. That it was you.

• "Mc?" He takes the chance and guesses. Watching a smile take over such a pretty face as you nodded.

• Looking down to see more of you, he quickly is reminded that your naked. He rips his eyes away. A small flush to his cheeks as he maneuvers to get both himself and you up. He quickly took his coat off and tied it around you. Picking you up, he rushed to the nearest empty room and closed the door behind him.

• He had so many questions...was it really, truly you? Was it permanent? Was he being punished? Would you just turn back into a sheep once he told you he loved you for so long? Would you think him a freak for loving you while you were a sheep? Would you-

• "Beel..." Your voice seems so close to breathless, standing pressed into his side. He finally gets a decent look at you.

• Your more than he ever thought you would be. Completely perfect from head to toe. It's like you were made for just for him...

• He can't resist anymore. He's been hungry to taste your lips for years. He knows he should ask, but he doesn't, he can't. It's as if he is a man possessed as he continues to kiss your lips and taste your tounge. Gasp and moans as your arms wrap around his waist just spur him on. He wouldn't stop now unless you asked him. This was his chance to show you, to tell you how much he loved you. Even if you turned back into a sheep, he atleast told you while you were human, so you wouldn't think him a freak.

• "I want to date you, Mc." His lips travel down your neck quickly, sucking dark hickies onto your skin. "I want to hold you, to be with you until the end." His voice was rough as he squeezed your hips, feeling the warmth of your skin through his jacket. "I want to fuck you." He admitted, grinding his cock into your thigh. "I've wished for so long you'd be human."

• You tell him your sorry as you grip his shirt tightly. That you liked him so much as well, but you couldn't bring yourself to let him down. He only answer is more kisses as he grunts, rutting against your leg.

• "I need to show you. Taste you." The Beel you knew and loved had taken a backseat to a Beelzelbub hungry to pysically express all of his feelings in a way his words just can't, and it tickles you pink.

• Your nails are digging into his back as he continues to thrust into you, mouth never leaving your body for more than a second. "I'll finally get to taste how happy I can make you." His words are grunts as he rinds that spot that makes your eyes roll back in your head and legs turn to jelly. He doesn't stop until he is sure you've cum. He pulls out of you, but just long enough to thrust his fingers deep inside of you. The sight of Beel tasting your cum as he started to fuck you again drives you wild.

• His hips are stuttering as his grunts become more of a growl, his demonic form changing his form while you lay beneath him, at his mercy. One of ypur hands scratch up his back, causing him to hiss and thrust harder as you move to grip one of his horns.

• Beels strong hands and rough fucking leaves you bruised, but completely satisfied as you laid on his chest. "I love you, Beel. It's why I stayed away...I just-" He silences you with a kiss. "Date me." You softly kiss the side of his jaw and nod. "Yes."

• He cleans you up, fixes his coat on you (its massive, hes built as fuck and tall as hell...) and takes you back home, his hand in yours the whole way. He had wanted to carry you, but the excitement of being able to walk on human feet trumped him. It was okay though, he had the rest of your lives to carry you when he pleased. He wasn't sure what he could offer you, all he knew is he would do what ever it took to show you he cared.

Taglist is being horrible and not letting me tag. I will amend it when it allows!

#obey me #obey me!#obey me! asmo #obey me! asmodeus #obey me asmodeus #obey me asmo #obey me! beelzebub #obey me! beel #obey me beelzebub #obey me beel #beel x reader #beel x mc #satan x reader #satan x mc #beelzelbub x reader #beelzelbub x mc #obey me satan #obey me! satan

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bite-sized-devil · 1 year

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🌻 500 Followers Bite Sized Event 🌻

Script fic made for @delphi-dreamin 🍄🌸

Summary: Bad Asmo! Bad! *Sprays him with a water pistol*

Lucifer: "MC, I have procured some wine from the human world. Perhaps we could have some with dinner?"

Beel: "Are you both going to wine, dine and 69?"

Lucifer: "... Really MC?"

MC: "What? I didn't teach him that?"

Asmo: *Tries to sneak out of the room.*

Lucifer: "Oh Asmodeus, where are you going?"

MC: "Beel, do you even know what that means?"

Beel: "Yeah. And if he's not up for it... I am."

Thought I'd forgotten about you didn't ya! But I didn't, I just feel nervous making things for you 😅😅 anyway I love you, and I hope you like it 🌻🌻

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silenteyes · 1 year

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That headcannon of the Child of the Cheshire cat was amazing! Their reaction to seeing MC be a floating head is amazing! I hope you'll make it a series! If you do and do the child of the queen of hearts I can just see MC just cooing over Luke

I'm so sorry it took a while to reply, but thank you! If I get asks about it more I'll definitely write more, but it is a plan to make it a series! Thank you for the request though (is it one? I don't know, never got one!), Miss Hearts is definitely an interesting individual with an interesting personality, I hope you enjoy this!

The Child of Her Majesty, the Queen of Hearts

An Obey Me Series where the MC/you are the child of a fairytale character!

Characters: All of them minus the S4 Trio (I haven’t gotten there yet, and I fear I’d make them too OOC, apologies!), Gender-Neutral MC

Lucifer

Oh dear Diavolo. You were uptight. So VERY uptight.

When you had first arrived, you were dressed as if you were royalty. Well, to be completely fair, you were - but no one knew that yet.

Everything had to be on time for you. And you had a very wayward sense of time. It complicated a lot of things.

Lucifer never admitted it, but he kind of liked how you could reign in your brothers. You had that ability to make everyone hear you AND listen to you.

When he had gotten over his initial judgement of you, he realized that you were just a bit... crazy?

(It feels like he dealt with someone like this, maybe in another life. He remembers a sort of cat-like presence. Maybe it was just him.)

You were extremely good at chess, and card games.

You were very demanding. You’re way of speaking seemed a bit weird to him too. (”Off with your heads!”. Really? Is this an execution?)

You were good in court, seeing your performance in the academy's debate club.

He's slightly intimidated, but he finds that getting on your good side is easy with just blood red roses and some chocolate (that is, if you aren't allergic to them)

Mammon

Y ou were so much like Lucifer, at first. He hated it!

You... made him roses? Paper roses? Painted them? A HUNDRED OF THEM?

He honestly almost had a heart attack FOR you, what in the name of Diavolo were you thinking?

He had hung around you after that, mostly out of guilt. During those times, he did grow to like you and enjoy your presence.

You and him are GREAT gambling buddies. You somehow always win against the other party.

Somehow, you think of the best punishments for the other party when they lose? It’s amazing and he stays in awe every time.

He knows you’re not some normal human.

No offense, no normal human would act and dress like you

He literally cannot resist any request from you, he spoils you a lot. He has a feeling you do it on purpose.

Leviathan

How were you so rich with ACTUAL gold? He sensed it the moment you entered Devildom.

Levi avoided you, but to be fair, he avoided everyone. Mostly you because you felt... off.

The first time he met you PERSONALLY, he thought you were very bossy.

He disliked how you thought you were like all that, ordering everyone around.

He never got along with you, and he thought you disliked him too, at first.

One day, the brothers all went out and he thought you followed them, but there you were in the kitchen, making tea.

You immediately invited him over, and he wanted to decline, but you had already poured him a cup of tea.

He sat down, and he was immediately thrown off because of how talkative you were. You were asking him about anime, games and much more.

He wanted to cry tears of joy. Someone who was open to the same interests he had? He would never have to play games alone again!

From that day onwards, he made it his mission to introduce you to modern-day pop culture.

Satan

He thought you were a self-absorbed royal. Yes, royal.

With how you dressed he wouldn’t be surprised, honestly.

He was interested in you, though. So he had walked up to you one day and struck a conversation.

Surprisingly (to him), you actually had a pretty nice personality! Maybe a bit haughty, but he thought it might’ve been the way you were raised.

He could tell you had a kind heart.

The two of you often hang out at his room for tea parties, and discuss books.

He brought you into the “Lucifer Hate Club” shenanigans

You both bond over cats.

You’d ramble about a certain Chesire, and he’d listen intently.

Asmodeus

With such an amazing sense of style, suffice to say he fell in love with you at first sight

Asmo would always have you go out with him

Shopping, mani-pedi, shopping again, eat, and shop

It was an endless cycle

If you wanted to consider which demon brother you’ve had sleepovers with most, it’s Asmodeus

Sometimes, you all surf the web to judge on other people’s fashion styles

It usually ends up with him writing an essay-long advice for the person while you watch him

Cafe dates, lots of them.

Asmo is just THAT influencer, but he still pays attention to you

“Oh, you look fabulous, hun. Most magnificent human I’ve ever laid my eyes upon! Obviously, out of all beings, I’m still the most gorgeous!”

Beelzebub

This human smelt funny… smelt too much like flowers and smoke and war -

But then he smelled the butter, tea, chocolate, scones

Yeah he tried to eat you

He didn’t get to, obviously, but a jewelry was eaten!

… Along with some hair

Don’t worry, you’re not bald

You avoided him like the plague for a while

But then he came in with puppy-dog-eyes and a pout that reminded you too much of her, though you’ve only heard tales and saw paintings

You forgave him grumpily

You both bond by you making tasty sweets and him eating it

You both also like fencing!

You were excited to spar with him, finally able to practice to make sure you won’t get rusty

Maybe this glutton isn’t so bad, after all…

Belphegor

Oh, you despised him at first sight

You weren’t so foolish as to believe him, but playing pretend is something you’re really good at

When he had finally ended you (or so he thought), you were livid

You were wearing your favourite clothes, no less, one that reminded you of home

All of it… teared and ripped to shreds.

You both had a rocky relationship after that

It was only because of Beelzebub that you both tried to get along

He never apologized, but you could see it through his actions that he was trying

You appreciated it

Actions speak louder than words

(Though your mother only wanted an apology, you wanted to be better. Words were useless if there was no sincerity)

After a few weeks, you finally decided to forgive him

Only because of Beelzebub.

It was only after that that you both realized startling similarites

You both loved piano, and chocolate!

You guys begrudgingly hang out, but will never admit that you enjoy each others’ company!

Diavolo

The Queen of Hearts was someone he respected

He enjoyed her company as well!

To receive the child of Her Majesty was an honour

He babied you immensely, only because he had promised to keep you safe

Even though you were in school, you weren’t rid of your royal duties

That means paperwork.

He’d invite you for teatime, but usually it’s for filling out paperwork

Don’t worry, you both mourn about your wasted time together

Barbatos would have to threaten you both to get you guys working

You find that he and you have many things in common

Child of a major royal, heir to the throne, all that jazz

You often hang out with him, only to get a sense of familiarity

Your mom would be royally pissed if you forgot “Royalty 101”

You both played chess often, though it ends in ties

Yeah, he’s definitely the most normal out of every demon

Barbatos

You adored him

He reminded you of the White Rabbit, your best friend and assistant

You’d order him around, and he’ll follow without complaint

Finally! Someone who treats you like how you should be treated!

The again… this isn’t your realm…

Barbatos often indulges you with sweets and pastries

He was the second best butler, most definitely

Your homesickness would be cured with only his presence

He is the oddest one of them all

You knew nothing about him

A certain Chesire’s voice would ring in your mind

“Curiouser and curiouser…”

Oh, he also reminded you of the Caterpillar

You could only be glad he isn’t smoking

Simeon

The angel was an absolute… angel!

Oh, he was so kind and nice and indulgent

The subjects in Underland were rarely like him, it was refreshing!

Most of them were anxious and loud and hyper

He was one of your favourites

Simeon finds you interesting, and would often ask questions which you only answered in riddles

Well, you could say Mad Hatter rubbed off on you

He has a botanical garden he shares with Beelzebub and Barbatos, and now with you

The roses were your favourite, and Simeon made sure to take really good care of them

His favourite were white roses

He was confused when none were left, but then he smelled… paint?

You were painting the white roses?!?

He almost had a heart attack and had to explain that the flowers can’t have paint on them

If you wanted naturally red roses, he had some at the back of the garden

You stared at him in awe

“YOU HAVE ROSES THAT ARE RED? THAT HAD NOT BEEN PAINTED AND ARE STILL RED?”

Oh dear…

Luke

Oh… this sweet child

The Underland had always taken a liking to children, especially after Alice

But Alice had never returned, and you never met her, or any normal child

A child’s imagination and happiness was what you needed to keep alive

So, instead of ordering him around like you did with others

You indulged the child with fairytales and stories

Luke loved you to bits!

You never acted patronizing towards him, even though he knew you treated him like a child

He had cried once, when everything was getting too much, when everyone was bullying him

And you were pissed

Children should not be crying and frowning, they should be giggling and having fun

The demon brothers got an earful

He looked up to you after that, often copying your way with words and your movements

It was like having a mini you!

… Was this how your mother felt when she had you? When she met Alice?

Blegh, who cares!

You remind yourself everyday to ask Luke if he’d like to visit Underland one day

You’ll ask him before leaving Devildom.

He’s your #1 favourite in the whole Devildom, no one else

Besides, he even bakes for you! All for you!

Solomon

“Alice in Wonderland?”

You paused and stared at him when he said that

He immediately got goosebumps, and he could only be glad your head wasn’t as huge as your mother’s!

You were suspicious of him, at first, but then he revealed to you he was a sorcerer

(He was terrified that you’d actually cut his head off, so he said that to divert your suspicion but what were you even suspicious about was what he was confused with)

He reminded you of the Mad Hatter!

Solomon was definitely mad.

And not a normal human being

He loves to irritate you, but he always make sure you know to not take it to heart

It was… refreshing

You hated his dishes, though

Heaven forbid he cook for you again, because the one time he did you looked him straight in the eye with a blank gaze

“If you cook for me ever again, it will be off with your head.”

You emphasized your point but flicking a card from your deck straight to the wall

It got stuck. In the damn wall. Because it cut through the wall.

You intimidate him.

I’M FINALLY DONE! I’m so sorry to the anon who requested this, it took quite literally ALMOST A YEAR! My motivation to write was down the drain, so I apologize. I also got confused a lot while writing, but I hope it is coherent enough

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