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diatiddiess 1 year
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Fan questions for the demon bros answered by Obey Me's official fb page back in 2019
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ilychld 4 months
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the brothers would definitely tag-team MC. they'd take turns and when deciding, it's not the most pleasant thing.
the brothers would probably decide who fucks MC first by making it a game to who can make you cum with their hands the most, they wouldn't care if you're a sobbering mess or when you scream for them to stop. they just know you could handle more than what their hands are giving, you just have to wait.
and you did, you lay nearly motionless as your hole ached to be filled. you wanted to scream, to tell them to just fuck you at the same time but you can't. your mind has turned to a puddle, alongside your sheets and words couldn't form anymore. you could only babble until they were done with you.
using you, or fucking you with only their hands lasted for an hour or two until you were able to scream beelzebub's name as you came undone for the upteenth time. and when you did, they stopped. grunts and muttering filled the room shortly, cursing as they stepped away for beel to ravish you.
"say beel, we're twins right? how about we share MC together?"
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still-a-morosexual-help 10 months
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Are you FUCKING kidding me!?
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Apart
In which the brothers realize you're missing, and the events that follow. A prequel of sorts to Nightbringer.
Warnings: angst, gore, and minimal proofreading. Mild spoilers for Obey Me! Nightbringer. Implied Solodeus x Reader. As always, minors DNI. 馃敒
Mammon
Mammon notices first. Your absence is an immediate, gaping void in his chest.
It feels like snipped string - a clean break. One moment, you're there, and the next...
Mammon's first instinct is to reach out with his pact - and when he's met with a cold, empty abyss, he panics.
Mammon's second instinct is to call Lucifer. The eldest is, after all, one of the most powerful demons in existence.
But there's nothing. No physical evidence, no trace of magic. It's like you vanished.
Mammon organizes search parties. He spents weeks trudging through the devildom (even the areas no human could survive) looking for you.
But, as the days wear on, it becomes clear that you're gone. Possibly for good.
Mammon tries to fill the void with whatever he can - money, gambling: his usual vices. But nothing can replace you.
In the early hours of the morning, when the house is still and the moon has barely crested the horizon, he sneaks into your room. He wraps himself in your sheets and clings to your fading scent.
Mammon never gives up on you. He 100% believes that it's only a matter of time before you return.
Until then, he's waiting. He'll always wait for you.
Leviathan
Levi is the second brother to notice your absence.
His anxiety spikes. Your disapperance is marked by this quiet feeling of unease. Of inherent wrong.
Levi's first reaction is to call you. And when his call goes to voicemail not once or twice, but ten times, he spirals.
While Mammon covers dark, wooded forests and cloud-filled skies, Leviathan find his way to the ocean.
Beaches - especially the ones located in the farthest reaches of the devildom - are dangerous for humans. They're filled with ancient horrors: things with far too many eyes and too many teeth.
Being here brings back memories of the celestial war. But, he'll brave them. For you.
And when it becomes clear that you're not coming back? That you may never return?
Leviathan isolates himself. He's made great progress over the years - joining his brothers on excursions into town, venturing into the foyer when guests visit - but he regresses when you're gone.
He spends most of his days gaming. His brothers rarely see him, even for meals.
His figurines are gathering dust. The newest issues of TSL sits on his desk, unopened.
Without you, Leviathan becomes a ghost of his former self - just another specter that roams the house of lamentation.
Satan
Asmodeus once said that if the Avatar of Wrath became truly angry, the world would end. It's a chilling thought - that the wrath he displays isn't full extent of his power.
When you disappear, Satan is waiting for you at the library. It's a calm day - students in red and black uniforms drag feathered quills over curled parchment, while the librarian tends to his stack of books.
Then, someone whispers, and a book slams shut -
And that's all it takes to set him off.
The Avatar of Wrath succumbs to a rage he hasn't felt since the earliest days of his existance. His anger burns - and he takes it out on those around him.
There's blood under his nails and dust on his clothes. And Satan, like some lesser demon, revels in the destruction. He pulls himself from the wreckage and stalks towards the town.
He tears down forests. He razes cities. His reach is endless and his wrath, unending.
It takes Lucifer, Barbatos, and Diavolo to capture him.
While you're gone, Satan is under house arrest.
Everyday, he loses more of himself to his sin - and eventually, his brothers wonder if there's anything left of him at all.
Asmodeus
It's Asmo who bullys pursuades Solomon to follow you into the past.
Now two of the most important people in his life are gone.
In public, Asmo pretends like nothing has happened. He attends classes, hosts livestreams, and holds several Asmo gatherings per week.
In private? He's a wreck.
Asmo has lost the two people whom he values the most - the humans who know that Asmo is both deeply insecure and intrinsically flawed - but choose to love him anyway.
Asmo spends much of his time at the Fall. He loses himself to sharp taste of demonus on his tounge and the heavy, repetitive music. Hands reach out to grab him, and the avatar reaches back.
In the morning, Asmodeus wakes up in an unfamiliar room next to a stranger. They have the shape of your face and the same color hair.
Quietly, Asmodeus gathers his things and leaves. His makeup is smudged and he feels volatile- like a supernova before it implodes.
Beelzebub & Belphegor
It's Beel who finds your D.D.D. in an alleyway way. The screen is cracked and he smells blood.
From there, the twins have vastly different responses:
To cope with your absence, Belphie sleeps.
The avatar prefers his dreams to reality. Nestled in the soft embrace of sleep, he sees you again.
He tells you everything. How he cares. That he misses you. That he's sorry.
Beel, on the other hand, can't sleep.
He also dreams of you: sometimes, they start out normally. Maybe it's movie night at the HoL, maybe he's on a picnic. But they always end the same: you, broken and bloody, at his feet.
He awakes with a start. Normally, after a nightmare, he'd seek you out. But you're not there. Instead, Beel clings to his twin and cries.
For once, Beel loses his appetite. Food doesn't taste as good when you're not around.
If When you return, he'll treat you to all your favorite foods. Just come back soon. Please?
Lucifer
Father must be laughing at him. No matter how hard he tries, his family keeps falling apart.
Out of all his brothers, Lucifer has the hardest time adjusting. Everything reminds him of you - the unopened bags of acidic coffee in the cabinets, the poison apples you'd bring to his study.
At night, he pours two glasses of demonus. (It's an old habit, from the days when you sought comfort at his side. He'd open one of his finest bottles and listen to you troubles). Still, he's loathe to let a good spirit go to waste. He drinks both, and toasts to your memory.
EDIT: I am a fool who forgot the taglist. 馃
@simpinginthecorner @dreamingaboutyousworld @celyn-12 @iwanttodieplz @solomonslostsock @silveredwood
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swimmpantyz 2 months
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馃嵃Baking time'
bf!beelzebub x fem!reader
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summary: You wanted to surprise your boyfriend with one of his favourite pastries... But he came from training too soon, and you had to distract him if you wanted dessert for that night.
tw: pussy eating, oral (f receiving), kinda? public sex, porn w/o plot
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You tried to be fast, beating and beating cream inside a bowl, checking the clock from time to time... You really needed to finish all the food as soon as possible before Beel arrived, he was (definitely) going to devour almost everything on his path.
He had football practice today... And you already knew he will come home starving, even more than usual.
But all the effort was for nothing, because that demon appeared in the kitchen, with a huge smile on his face when he finally saw you.
... At least the cake was already in the oven.
"What are you cooking?" He sniffed, almost drooling, approaching the counter where you were standing next to.
"Strawberry cake." The demon nodded pleased. "Beel, I know you must be very, very hungry... But could you hold on a bit? I promise I'll finish fast." He pouted a bit but nodded either way at your words.
"I'll try..." His sad puppy face was tempting, but you really wanted to finish that cake.
"Why don't you try to distract yourself in the meantime?" He tilted his face, frowning softly in confusion.
"Distract myself?" He muttered to himself while you kept batting the cream.
His arms hugged your body from behind.
"... The apron looks nice on you." The compliment took you a little bit by surprise. Chuckling, you kissed his cheek.
"Thanks." He came closer... Was it because of the training? his body was much warmer than usual.
"It's really cute." He rested his face on the crock of your neck, sniffing lightly. "You smell sweet." He left a few small kisses there. Was that his way of 'distracting himself'? You felt your face burning at his actions.
"Beel..." You whispered between sighs.
"I wanna eat you." Normally, hearing that from him would be to worry. But right now it turned you on so badly.
His firm chest pressed on your back was slowly killing you.
"Eat me?" He didn't answer, instead, he softly bitted your neck, pressing his body towards you as much as he could.
He caressed your waist with one hand as the other one began to caress inside your clothes.
All the heat in the room increased a hundredfold from just a few minutes ago.
"Can I try?" You turned around, finding a blushing Beel.
"Try what?" You asked, slightly confused, his normally calm face was soft and warm.
He lowered himself, kneeling on the floor, as he cornered you against the counter, placing his hands on your hips, fingers going under your shorts.
"Try to eat you... I wanna taste you." He whispered, looking up at you.
His hands started to lower your shorts and panties.
Not knowing what to do, you sat in the counter, spreading a bit your legs, just watching down at him with pink cheeks.
"So... Can I?" You nodded silently and he smiled brightly, pulling your clothes down to your knees.
With his finger, he slowly drew circles on your clit, his free hand spreading your legs even wider.
You felt so exposed, even more when he brought his face closer to your wetness.
He played a bit with you, and without wasting time, he finally put his mouth on work.
With your hand now on his hair, he started to lick you, wet noises and soft whimpers filling the room.
At first, he left a few soft and wet kisses all over, his warm breath tickling your skin.
You covered your face with a hand, bitting your lips when he started to suck. It was impossible to retrain your body from arch.
"So sweet-" He muttered on your pussy, eating you out so good, you wondered if that was really his first time.
His tongue was playing with your clit, he brought his fingers to start playing with your cunt.
"And so wet too..." His words send vibrations that made you pull back his orange hair.
His long and thick fingers started to fuck you so slowly and deeply.
It was embarrassing the sound it made, you were so shamelessly wet.
As you were ready to complain, he replaced them with his tongue. Now fucking you with it...
Moaning more loudly, he looked at you from below, smiling while eating you, your whimpers and pleads encouraged him to eat you out more roughly, his tongue circling around your clit pressing his hand deeper.
"Beel..." You whined when he took off his fingers.
It was such a dirty image. Beel looking all pleased while his tongue made wonders inside you, he even looked almost innocent, just adorably happy to make you feel good.
His hands grabbed your thighs, bringing you the most closer he could.
"It feels so good-" You whined, moving your hips towards his face, he closed his eyes as he worked faster.
He played with your clit again with his thumb.
Your tummy was burning. Desperately you grabbed his hair, calling his name repeatedly, your red face frowning in pleasure.
"I-I'm gonna-" You didn't even need to say it, he already knew it. The thrilling of not knowing if someone of his brothers will show up in the kitchen brought your over the edge fastly.
Humming on your pussy, he fucked you with his tongue as deeper and fast as he could, his face was wet with drool and your wetness.
Without holding it, you pressed your thighs around his face, cumming on his mouth, arching your back while letting out loud pitched moans.
Your body was shaking in pleasure. Throwing your head back and breathing quickly, you felt his tongue still licking your sensitive pussy.
When you looked down, he was literally drinking you, he had absolutely no shame and that was fucking amazing.
You caressed his hair, embarrassed, just to distract yourself now that you were totally out of cloud nine.
"That was... Wow." You said breathless. He kept kissing your inner thigh.
"Can we do it again?" He asked excited, taking you aback.
"Like... Right now?" You hesitated and he nodded, not getting up from the floor, still gripping your hips close to his face.
You let out a nervous laugh. Didn't his jaw hurt at least a bit after eating you out for several minutes?
But luckily, the alarm of your phone rang, distracting you both.
"Oh, the cake is done." That simple word took all of Beel's attention.
"Cake?" You laughed softly, getting off of the counter as he got up from the floor.
Putting back your panties and shorts on, you nodded, taking the cake out of the oven with a rag.
"It needs to cool down, though." Beel sighed a bit, and when you didn't see him, he started to eat the frosting... The prominent bulge on his pants seemed to not bother him at all.
It was going to be near impossible to distract him again once again...
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antiomnia 1 year
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Wet.
full pic on my horny jail on twitter 馃敒 NSFW MDNI!!
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stulili 5 months
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Obey me! Lucifer & Beelzebub as dogs!
What do you think what breeds would the brothers be? I might draw them as said dogs!
(Because I love dogs very much. ehehe)
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im-just-sal 10 months
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Mc: Truth or Dare?
Mammon: Dare.
Mc: Order me a pizza.
Beel: I have been blind to the possibilities...
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mysaddle 1 year
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Following me is really exciting because you never know what art style you鈥檙e gonna get
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diatiddiess 8 months
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The rabbit is a member of the Anti-Lucifer League, for sure lol
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Love that this did nothing to dampen the mood or stop the soft romantic music - MC really is the monsterfucker of all time
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distressed-devilsitter 8 months
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Obey me! Period Headcannons
Wrote this at 2am the other day, waiting for the motrin to kick in. Enjoy!
TW: Gender neutral mc who has periods. Descriptions of blood, pain, and the reproductive system. Light vomit warning in Asmo's part.
As always, minors DNI 馃敒.
Lucifer
Of course Lucifer knows what a period is. He was there when father designed humans, after all.
Periods, however, were not his idea.
Sadly, Lucifer was out voted when it came to designing the human reproductive system. Michael said something along the lines of "sin" and "punishment" but Lucifer had stopped listening at that point.
When Lucifer is informed that the exchange student menstruates, he pulls out all the stops.
The House of Lamentation is fully stocked with every period product imaginable. Pads, tampons, diva cups...
Lucifer's goal is to make your stay in the Devildom as comfortable as possible.
Lucifer deeply cares for you, but he's not great with emotions. If you have mood swings or, Diavolo forbid, cry, he'll cave to any demand.
7/10, he'll get you whatever you want on your period. Just pout a bit and he's yours.
Mammon
A w h a t
You have to sit Mammon down with an encyclopedia, several diagrams - the works. Mammon might have been around when Lucifer and father created humans, but that doesn't mean he was paying attention.
He has so many questions. This happens every month? There are cramps? It can be different colors? Indulge him, mc, he wants to learn!
Mammon becomes very concerned if you're in pain while menstruating. He'll push motrin into your hands and give you his heating pad.
From that moment on, Mammon keeps spare pads and ibuprofen in his bag. He'll give them out to anyone who needs it.
Wings? Extra long? Super absorbent? Whatever you need, Mammon is your guy!
10/10, we all need a Mammon in our lives.
Levi
His knowledge of the reproductive system comes entirely from anime.
While some shows are excellent at normalizing periods, other have...more questionable content.
As a result, Leviathan has some strange and vaguely outdated notions about periods.
For example, he'll treat you like Nightbringer Satan on the first few days of your period. He's hesitant to approach you, and leaves offerings of chocolate. It would be cute if it wasn't so insulting.
Sit this introvert down and have a heart-to-heart conversation with him. Be honest with how his behavior makes you feel, and he'll change his ways.
If that doesn't work, have him watch episode two of Please Tell Me! Galko-Chan. He'll shape up quickly.
5/10, most likely to believe that it's "that time of the month" whenever you're upset.
Satan
Satan knows what periods are, but his knowledge is purely theoretical. He's never been around a menstruating human before.
He ends up treating you like a science experiment. Depending on how close you are, he'll ask slightly invasive questions. How heavy is your flow today? How are your cramps? Here, MC try this herb, he's done some research and -
Is he feeding off your anger?
Wait. You know that look. It's the one Beel has when he sees food. How Belphie looks before he compells someone to slip into a dark, dreamless slumber.
Feel free to hand him over to Lucifer at this point. He'll hang in the HoL for so long, you'll start to think he's part of the decor.
If you're in a romantic relationship with him? The difference is night and day. He's ready with chocolates, extra pads, motrin...the works!
Either a 0/10 or a 10/10. How he treats you depends on your relationship.
Asmo
Asmodeus has been fucking humans since time immemorial. He knows what a period is and how the human reproductive system works.
He also probably has a few mini-mes running around, but that's neither here nor there.
Look, hun, he loves you, but he's not great with...bodily fluids. He'll pull back your hair if you vomit, but he will complain the entire time.
He's also a sympathy gagger. If you start, it sets him off and nobody wins.
Despite his shortcomings, Asmo will care for you in his own way. This includes copious amounts of skincare (you might feel awful, but he won't let you look awful) and making sure you get eight hours of sleep.
Yes, he'll complain if you stain his sheets (Those were skill, MC! Silk!) but he'll give you a fresh set of pjs and make sure you're comfortable before he does a load of laundry.
5/10, tries his best because he loves you, but is squicked out by the human reproductive system.
Beel
Doesn't know what a period is. Immediate asks if it's edible. (Oh, honey...)
He grimaces when you explain. You have horrible pain and bleed from your nether regions for a week straight? (Briefly, he wonders which angel thought this was an excellent way for humans to reproduce. He knows Lucifer was instrumental in helping father design homosapiens, but this is one idea he can't imagine his brother suggesting.)
By some miracle, Beel finds a period tracking app and downloads it on his phone. He'll keep track of your symptoms and remind you when your cycle is about to start.
Does Beel keep pads/tampons in his backpack in case you need them? Yes. Does he occasionally mistake them for food? Also yes.
He also keeps pain killers in his backpack in case you forget them. If you ask nicely, he'll even share his snacks with you!
Overall, 10/10, a sweet boy who tries hard to make sure you're comfortable.
Belphegor
For all his faults, Belphegor is well read. He knows what a period is but hasn't thought about it much...until he met you.
Another one who's not great with emotions. He loves you, but his first instinct is to out-brat you if your hormones have you on the war path.
He can't stand seeing you in pain. If your cramps are so bad that motrin can't help, he'll use his powers to coax you to sleep.
6/10, most likely to knock you out with his powers and have you sleep through the whole thing.
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robin-birb 1 month
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Beel in tank
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bite-sized-devil 1 year
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Consider this
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My sister asked me to go clubbing with her. 鈽狅笍
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antiomnia 2 years
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Beelzebub's workout routine
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