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sparkbeast20 · 1 year

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Same human, Different Demons (Diavolo X MC X Barbatos)

This is the part 6 of Cold and Warm Blooded Pt2 Pt3 Pt4 Pt5

Summary: After such a rough couple of days through the change, your demons are now in search of you.

Warning: Violence, Drowning, Cannibalism and Injuries

You wake up from your nap when you feel the room shaking. You groan and hide your face under the pillow not wanting to wake just yet. You knew that was Diavolo getting angsty again.

You know that you need to get up and prepare his dinner. You took the pillow off your face and set to the side before grabbing then tossing the blanket off of you and climbed out of bed. You gave your body a couple of stretches before walking out of your room.

As soon as you step out in the halls, you immediately feel hot. You know that there’s no air condition in this castle so you just have to power through the sudden heat surge. You wanted to question why this heat when there's no sun. And two it's close to night so even if this follows human day temperature even without the sun, it shouldn’t be this hot at all.

But then you remember Diavolo is seeping heat from his room. So maybe it is starting to go through the whole castle now.

You strip off your pajama shirt and tie it around your waist and start making your way to the kitchen.

Walking through the halls you pass by the one which leads to Barbatos’ room. You stop yourself from heading to his room for now and focus on making dinner.

When you arrive at the kitchen you begin to make dinner a simple dish for you and a big meal for Diavolo.

As you gather everything you realize that you are out of special spice for Dia’s dish. You know that Barbatos kept some extra in storage when this sorta thing happened.

You make your way to the storage room, when suddenly the room shakes and a loud roar accompanies it. You could ignore it, but this felt different somehow. Before you think further a big shake shooks the whole castle than a sound of a wall crash follows. From what you heard, it came from where Diavolo’s room is.

Welp Diavolo is out and roaming through the halls and you're frozen in place, both fear and excitement but mostly fear is going through your mind right now. On one you really miss him and just want to hold him. But on the other hand he is not exactly himself right now. And from all the roaring and thrusting all day it seems that he is not in a happy mood.

Well out that thing was dash as soon you heard loud steps coming your way. Which is enough for you to snap out of your thoughts and run towards the opposite direction of the steps.

As you run your first instinct is running to Barbatos’ room. Sure he might be in his pupa or whatever but you're better off being near him right now.

Your heart races as soon as the steps get louder and the halls start to shake along with each step. You instinctively look back but you stop when there’s nothing behind you but you can hear and feel Diavolo running throughout the halls as the shake gets violently as you feel it getting closer. Then you realize that you two aren't on the same floor and in fact Diavolo is right below you. As the step is coming towards you, your heart beats as fast as the step got close and the shaking got intense before you felt and heard them running past you and away from you.

He must have followed your scent from the kitchen, which was on the ground floor. And the storage room where you were supposed to be heading is on the second floor. So you're safe for now. Unfortunately that means you can’t go to Barbatos seeing that his room is on the ground floor.

But knowing that Diavolo is tracking you by scent, you decide to lure him away from the ground floor and into the third floor of the castle.

You immediately turn and run to the nearest staircase and head up. Once in the third floor you run through the hall and touch somethings in the hall, making it seem that you're panicking. Eventually you found yourself in the hall where Diavolo’s room is. You gasp to see the hall is completely destroyed, the painting, tables, vase as broken and the walls are either clawed or cracked with some debris falling off the wall.

You pause and look around right at the end of the hall is a staircase before it was Daivolo’s room. You move quickly and stop right at Diavolo’s door well where his door and wall used to be. Turn forward and see the staircase that Daiolo used is a wreck as well. You move and walk inside Diavolo’s room and your nose is greeted with a scent of blood and burnt flesh. You look down and gasp to see the mess of blood all over the floor, with some of his clothes scattered on the floor as well.

You quickly took a survey of the room and it's a complete disaster all the, most of the furniture is either broken in half or shattered in pieces. You were about to leave when a sudden ring startled you.

You looked around and saw a tiny light peeking through under a pile of broken wood.

You quickly move and move the pieces of wood and saw it was Diavolo’s phone ring from a call from Lucifer. You quickly answer it. “Lucifer!”

“MC?” It wasn’t Lucifer but instead it was No.1 “Sorry, I just really miss D-D”

Before you reply another roar shakes the castle, you cover your head as some pieces of the ceiling start falling before the shaking stops and the roar fades. You heard No.1 panicking at the other end but end the call and quickly run to Diavolo’s closet and hid his phone in a pile of clothes before closing the closet doors and ran out of the room.You head to the staircase closeby, you stop when you saw the middle of the stairs is gone.

You took a deep breath before leaping over the gap and rolled on your back and hit the ground, making you groan, but you quickly recovered and got right up and ran down the remaining flit of stairs and finally made your way back to the second floor.

You make your way to your room and grab your phone from the nightstand and start head down to the ground floor. Once there you slow down and carefully walk around the hall. You know that Diavolo is getting angry at this point. You pause for a moment and place your hand on the wall, you carefully listen and feel where Diavolo could be. Sure enough his right back to the third floor of the castle.

Right at that moment you pull out your phone and dial his phone. As you processed to head to Barbatos’ room.

Quietly turn the corner, you stop dead in your tracks and let your phone slip out of your hand. You gasp when you see barbatos’ door wide open.

As your mind runs through all the worst scenarios that could’ve happened to Barbatos, when suddenly a tail quickly wraps around your body pinning your arms to your side and your legs close together. Before you have a chance to scream the tail coil around your head covering your mouth.

Slowly lifted you off the ground, turning you around. At that moment you're staring at a creature with black glisten skin with teal reflective highlights when light shines on it. Its green slit pupils with black tinted sclera look deep into your eyes. What happens next sends shivers down your spine as the creature spoke.

“My jewel…”

It's Barbatos. Even with the deep slick and a slight inflection of his voice and the fact he's not in his human form not but his more demonic form, just how he said your pet name is somewhat comforting tells you that you don’t have to be afraid of him for now.

Remember that this is Barbatos you're talking about the demon with secrets past that you have no knowledge about and added that his a difficult demon to read makes his action unpredictable. Yes, this Barbatos you love so dearly, but after seeing and experiencing Diavolo’s change first hand, you’ll have to be careful with the demon right in front for now.

Unfortunately your moment was interrupted by a roar from a distance. Barbatos turns his head slightly up and hiss in anger then turns back to you before lifting you over his head and gently sets you down on his back between his fin-like wings. He unwraps his tail, you immediately gasp for air and quickly grab his fins when he suddenly starts moving.

You look around for any sign of Diavolo, you don’t want to leave him like this, you were just buying time to think of a solution. But Now Barbatos has taken you off to who’s nowhere. You now worry for both of your safety.

Walking down the hall Barbatos makes his way to the main hall. It was dark with only the moonlight from devildom moon through the windows helping you see.

Barbatos looked around for a moment before turning towards the back entrance of the castle. He stopped and stood in front of the doors, he leaned his head forward tapping his snout on the door and quickly you felt a small surge of magic flow through his body. Then you heard the spell on the door break.

He pulls back and lets the doors open on itself. Once the doors are fully open, Barbatos duck down enough that he is able to walk through the down, you quickly drop on your stomach while still holding on his fin, as you go under and through the door frame. Once outside after a week or so in the castle, the air of the night quickly hits you and you are greeted by the cold and semi-freezing air of the night.

You use your free arm to hug yourself for warmth when suddenly you feel Barbatos’ fin move and fold over your body enough to cage or pin you close to his body so that way you don’t have to hold on to his fin.

Walking across the garden Barbatos made it to the castle’s lake and without wasting a single second he just walked into the water emerging half of his body into the lake he made sure to keep his upper half out of the water for your safety.

He swims across the lake swimming around the island gazebo and to the woods near the castle.

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Diavolo is getting frustrated. The human’s scent seems to wander all over the place. But his patience is completely gone. The moment he heard a ringing in his room when he just got back to his floor, he just lost it.

He quickly makes his way back to his “den” destroying the rest of the wall when he rushes in the room. “Human…” what he would have said, but it came out more like a growl and roar-like tone in his voice, his tone has a hint of frustration in it.

He walks over to the closet, just using his jaws he rips the door off it hinges. While biting down and crushing the pieces of wood in his mouth Diavolo looked at it but didn’t see the human. Only their scent in the closet and the ring. Until in the corner of his eye he saw something glowing under the pile of his former clothing.

He pulled back enough to get his claw in and use it to push away the clothing and there he saw a small glowing rectangle, he tapped his claw on it and dragged it out of the closet and into the open.

He glanced down at the small thing, then he saw a familiar image on the thing. He narrowed his eyes to focus on the image. It is strange why he feels like there’s something stirring up within him when he sees the image. Like a different type of heat, warmth of passion.

All of the sudden the image disappeared, the ringing stopped and the glow went out. Diavolo let out a confused grunt before moving the small rectangle thing so it can show the picture again.

After a few attempts, Diavolo is getting frustrated. In the fit of anger he slammed his clawed hand on the thing smashing it to pieces.

Now angry he threw his head back he let out a loud and booming roar that shook the room. He stopped and quickly turned around and ran out of the room. He paused and sniffed around the hall, and there he once again caught the scent of the human. He looks over to the side where the staircase is. He can smell the human’s scent in that direction. He growled and ran towards it. He crashed through the stair dropping down on the second floor.

He paused, he closed his eyes and started sniffing again, he followed the scent and it stopped in the room. He can tell that the scent isn’t strong inside but mostly fades like the human stops inside before running back out. Then his nose leaned him back to the staircase. Getting impatient he stomps his clawed hand on the floor hard even though the floor gives way. He drops down on the ground floor and lands on all four before standing straight and tall with an angry expression on his face.

As soon as he inhales, he is hit with a familiar scent, one that he rages on, he knows that it's another powerful demon. But what boils his blood is the fact he can smell the other demon’s scent over the human. He's looking for any sign of the other demon that has his human.

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Somewhere in Devildom’s woods lies an old tomb within a Cenote or a natural pit/sinkhole where Barbatos calls home.

The water is just the right temperature, you lay on his old and yet clean nest. You don’t dare move. As surrounding you is Barbatos in his full glory. In his true form.

You didn’t get a chance to see how you got to this place, because as soon as you two reached a certain point of the woods by the castle, he used his fins to shield you, basically blocking your view of your surroundings.

And when he did unfold his fins, you two are already here in his pit and he reaches back and grabs you by your shirt, lifting you up and setting you in the middle of his nest before crawling around in a circle before curling around the nest and falling asleep. And when you did try to leave the nest, he gave you a warning hiss making you quickly crawl back into the nest. Once he senses your back where you're supposed to be, he sighs and whispers with a hiss. ‘My Jewel’

Great, That means you can’t leave. Flop back to the middle of the nest and hug your knees close to your chest then rest your chin on your knees. You stare blankly for a moment before looking up and take notice of the beautiful colorful stone right above Cenote, what makes it even more gorgeous is the moonlight shining through the hole of the Cenote bounces off the stones making the cave shine like you were in a light show party.

‘I guess this isn’t so bad?’ you thought to yourself as you reached your hand up so you could let one of the lights that hit your palm. All of a sudden, Barbatos' eyes fly open, he hits before raising his head and he faces right at the hole of Cenote. Then you heard a fade roar from the distance.

Diavolo?!? The first thing you thought of.

“Barb-” But you were cut off by Barbatos getting up and just jumping into the water, swimming across and scaling up the wall of the Cenote and climbing out of it. All in mere seconds. You blink and get up on your feet. “Barbatos!!!” You yell his name and stomp your foot.

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“I can smell the trees burning and ashes filling the air” Barbatos thought to himself as he silently moved around the woods and followed the trail of Diavolo’s scent. One part of his mind is telling him to stay away from Diavolo due to the scent he’s letting out. A warning scent.

But Barbatos ignores his internal instinct for the sake of helping his friend, and what he knows as his family. And is going to make sure that he doesn’t burn the whole woods to ashes. He knew the risk of taking you away from the castle where Diavolo sees it as his den. So drawing Diavolo out of the castle, and in an area where there is least likely to be damage to the castle, the denizens, and the rest of the main capital of Devildom.

At least here the west side of devildom’s woods Barbatos has the territorial advantage and that he has something to put out the fires from Diavolo’s flames if this escalates.

The west side of Devildom is similar to the human world’s amazons where the trees and the atmosphere is wetter with an occasional rain every three to four hours.

Although Barbatos thinks that this place will only help to not let the fire spread fast enough. That means he was near him when he started going on a rampage. Which is now!

Just as Barbatos predicted, a sound of a loud roar and something hitting several trees can be heard in the distance. He quicken his pace towards the noise, and just getting close Barbatos can fill the heat in the air as if he was walking into an oven.

All of a sudden, from afar Barbatos saw a light coming at him quickly. He hissed and quickly turned to the left dodging the flames. He pauses and watches as the fire ball hits a couple trees burning them instantly. He sighs and turns his attention back to what's in front of him. There he saw two pairs of burning gold eyes glaring at him as smoke seeped out of his nostrils within the shadow of the trees. “Milord” He tried to communicate with him through mind but all he could hear was growling.

Barbatos knows that this is going to be difficult since he knows that Diavolo is lost to his instinct. Barbatos had no choice but to play along with how Diavolo's mind is at the moment. So he spread out his fins so he can seem bigger to Diavolo and let out a challenger roar. In return Diavolo roars then the sound of his four mighty wings flaps sending up in the air right above the trees Barbatos kept his sight on Diavolo and when he was up in the air, there he could see Diavolo whole form.

A dragon with black scales, with red that makes somewhat a magma like contrast with his black scales, His four huge wings with gold on each end of a wing tip. His bulky torso, his arms have these thicker scales that make it look like armor, he had his tail swing back and forth. His face snarled with all four fangs sticking out of his mouth. His eyes glows gold with the sclera black.

Diavolo growls before swooping down towards Barbatos. The cold blooded demon quickly turned around and ran. Barbatos has to make sure that he doesn’t get caught or lose Diavolo in the trees. His plan is to get him to an open area big enough so he can face him properly.

Diavolo growls before breathing down his hell fire at Barbatos, actually hitting his tail. Barbatos hissed in pain but quickened his pace, keeping some distance from the flames. Diavolo stopped and flew up higher.

Barbatos sees the clearing and rushes out of the woods, but stops when Diavolo lands right in front of him.

Both demons are now in an area where they can clearly see each other. Diavolo stood tall while Barbatos was close to the ground. The two are in a stare down. With an occasional growl from Diavolo and a defensive hiss from Barbatos.

Diavolo pauses for a moment then turns his head to the right and groans, eyes close shut before facing back to Barbatos. “The human!” He growls as he communicates to Barbatos.

“Sire, you are in no state to see them-”

“You don’t get to keep them away from me!” He huffs flames out his nostrils.

Barbatos sighs and hiss before taking a calm demeanor then sat and stood tall. “I’m merely keeping them safe for now. You haven’t given me a reason to trust them to you. This might seem harsh. But I am doing what you ask me to do.”

“At this rate, he will surely lose it. But if I provide a reason for him to control his inner instinct maybe… Just maybe he’ll come to his senses like I have.”

Barbatos relies on Diavolo’s drive to keep you safe as his anchor to snap some bit of control with him. He knows it's difficult to have some self-control and not fall into their demonic tendencies. He was guilty of being a little… possessive earlier with you back at the nest but the sense of smelling a “rival” in the area snapped him out of it.

“I will not play this foolish game with you, Duke!” There it was, Diavolo calling Barbatos Duke due to his connection to Solomon and the other seventy one demons who are under his control aka The Ars Goetia. Barbatos knew that Diavolo was not in the mood to talk civilly, due to calling him as his former status which never once Diavolo called him that.

It's been such a long time since he’s been called duke, he much prefers to be known as the most trusted butler to the Future King of Devildom.

Barbatos shook his head in a sign that he was a bit disappointed. “I’m sorry Milord, but I will not let you get near them.”

That was the last straw, Diavolo growls before unleashing a powerful fire breath, but Barbatos quickly dodge and crawl behind Diavolo. While the latter follows him while sending flames at his wake.

Barbatos saw an opening and took it, getting up to Diavolo and quickly climbed on the demon prince and wrapped his long body around the demon prince’s torso, arms, upper wings, and neck subduing him, bringing down to the ground. Then dug his claws into a gap between Diavolo’s scales latching to make sure he doesn’t unwrap.

Then he uses the ability to cool down his body to a ridiculous low temperature so Diavolo’s body reacts and slowly succumbs to cold change. Diavolo, like Leviathan, was a cold blooded demon, although Diavolo’s is a demon that can warm his body due to his nature ability of hell flame. It would take a demon who can use ice, snow and cold magic/spell to barely snuff out one of his flames. Luckily that Barbatos is the right demon in this situation.

Diavolo is not letting Barbatos put him down, not like this. This method is not the way for a prince to go down. So he use his tail to flop him and Barbatos over, his body slam down hard on Barbatos the impact cause his sharp spikes that are running down his back to pierce to Barbatos causing the smaller demon to groan and hiss in pain and letting and unwrap himself off of Diavolo. The Prince quickly reacts and turns around and pins Barbatos but his throat. He leans in close and snarls and growls at the smaller demon. He was about to bite down his neck when suddenly he heard a voice making him stop midway.

He perks his head up and points his head where the voice is coming from and there he can hear your voice. He growls before letting go of Barbatos’ neck and turns and marches towards where you were. But Barbatos stops him by moving his head and bites down on one of Diavolo’s hind legs. But The prince didn’t flinch, instead he swung his tail towards Barbatos sending him crashing towards the trees. Diavolo huffs and continues on to his destination.

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You end up just taking a swim in the large lake within cenote, with only wearing your under shirt and pants you float facing up, staring at the hole above and admire the beautiful devildom ‘day’ sky, well you presume since it seem to be lighter then before and that was always your way that you can tell if its ‘day’ here.

“I hope they aren’t killing each other right now.” You said it out loud, before sighing then let your whole body sink into the water. You let yourself be engulfed by the semi warm water of the lake and think back how this whole week started and compare now. And that you wish that you can be with both Barbatos and Diavolo right now, and how you think they’ll enjoy swimming with you here in this lake.

You were too distracted by wondering about Diavolo and Barbatos that you didn’t see something at the bottom of the lake coming at you, then reach out and wrap its tentacle around your ankle and instantly pull you, snapping you of your thoughts.

You look down to see a human sized octopus like a demon. You gasp and try to swim up and resurface to breathe in air before it pulls you back. You reach down and try to pry the tentacle off your leg then try to kick it a couple with your other foot, before trying to use your nails to pierce through their skin, it worked for a bit just enough to slide your leg out and try to swim back up to the surface.

You gasp for air then quickly swim back where the nest is, you don't have to look back, to see the sub-demon swimming towards you. You reach back to the rock where the nest is and try to climb back up. But that demon wrapped its tentacle on your ankle again and tried to pull you back into the water.

You grab onto a rock and pull yourself towards before wrapping your arms around the rock. Your skin got scratched when the sub-demon pulled on you so hard that your skin scraped onto the rock.

You try to think of a spell to use, but each time you try to say the spell. The sub-demon pulls on you. That causes your jaw to hit the rock and make you bite on your tongue.

You scream in pain as tears start to fall from your eyes.

Not a second past, all of a sudden something huge drops down from above into the water and makes a huge ass wave cause you to push to the nest and slide roughly on your side injuring you further. Then you felt a harsh pull on the leg that the sub-demon was holding to and it quickly unwrapped. Then you heard it scream in pain before a loud crunching and the thing went silent then you heard chewing and the smell of burning octopus hits your nose. You slightly open your eyes to see a giant black and red dragon chewing the sub-demon upper half while the lower half is dingling and you see a couple of body twitches for the sub-demon.

Then you watch quietly as the dragon throws its head back then opens its jaw up to swallow the rest of the sub-demon whole, it licks its lips before shooking its whole body. You probe up by your arms and slowly crawl away from the dragon in the lake.

It notices you and slowly walks towards you, you shriek when you hear the water splashing behind you. Then a large scale hand drops down over you caging you underneath. You quickly turned and looked down at your feet to see the dragon peeking under its claw.

Then it drags its claw and you down toward it. You back into its claws trying to get away from it.

Right as it gets you close to it. Something drops down from above and into the water. Then it leaps out of the water and onto the dragon biting down on its neck. Making it groan and pull away from you.

Scramble away before stopping when you hit your back on the mouth of the cave past the nest. You brought up an arm shielding your chest and face as you watch Barbatos biting and holding on by the dragon’s wings for dear life as said dragon is thrusting and shaking its whole body to get Barbatos off it.

As some of the fear from nearly drowning to death slowly fades, you start to think clearer, that when it clicks that this dragon is Diavolo.

You gasp as Diavolo grabs Barbatos where his stomach is and throws him across the lake and into the wall of the cenote. You acted quick and with all your reminding magic within you. You cast a barrier wall in the middle of the lake closing both demons on either side of the lake.

You pant heavily and slowly laid yourself down beside the nest and just passed out from exhaustion.

End of Part 6

Tagging: @hobin-gnoblin

Note:

Well this was longer then expected, since Mc and the royals are reunited all what's left is taming part of the story. That would be the last part. Again I'm sorry of this delay of this part. My writing mood tend to be all over the place.

Also here are the links to Lucifer’s, Mammon’s, and Levi’s solo pairing in this AU

If there’s grammar or spelling error, please let me know and don’t be shy to leave a comment or rebloging with cute tags. I just love to see you guys thoughts on this :3

#obey me #omswd #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos #obey me diavolo x reader #obey me barbatos x reader #obey me mc #obey me monster love #obey me blue lotus petals #obey me blood

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zephyrchama · 12 days

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Paper cuts come when you least expect them. You thought it was pathetic that a mature human such as yourself couldn't even flip a page without slicing their skin open, but old Devildom books were made of the worst paper. Super thin, and sharp like a blade when touched at the wrong angle.

The small distraction sucked you out of the novel you were reading and back into reality. You shut the book and shook your hand, waiting for the pain to run its course. These actions did not go unnoticed.

"Let me see your hand," Satan murmured. He was suddenly looming over your armchair and gently cupping your fingers.

"It's not bad, don't worry." You were more concerned about the book's pages. Satan's collection had a lot of rare and expensive tomes. The novel in your lap looked fine, but how angry would Satan get if a drop of blood spilled onto it? He might not verbally assault you like he would others, but you feared he'd sulk about it for at least a few weeks.

Satan pulled a square cloth from his back pocket. He paused to stare at it. It looked fine. Maybe a little wrinkled, but nothing that should have made him frown. "My handkerchief is dirty."

He roughly shoved it back into the pocket and instead lifted the hem of his shirt, then lightly blotted at your wound with the still-warm fabric.

"Hey! Nooo, that's just going to make your clothes harder to clean later." You went to jerk your arm back, but Satan's gentle hold turned into an iron grip. Those abs weren't just for show. "It's gonna stain! Knock it off. I can lick it or something."

"Oh, good idea." Satan's shirt slid back down as he dropped it and knelt. He rested his elbows on the seat cushion, one on either side of your legs.

"I can do it! I can do it!" You tried to stop him, but he was already seductively dragging his tongue over your fingertip. "Don't even thi-- ahhh, Satan come on!"

There was far more blood rushing through your face than in the tiny little cut. It astounded you how Satan could pull off an embarrassing action so smoothly, without hesitation.

"Are you done yet?" You didn't know if it had been five seconds or five minutes, but you thought it was long enough.

"Mmh." He mercifully stopped, giving your palm a quick peck. "Move over."

The armchair was meant for one, but it was big and cushy. If you scooted to the side it could probably fit two. "Why?"

Satan was already climbing into the space next to you, raising you onto his legs. "I'm gonna make sure it doesn't happen again. I'll read to you."

He leaned back into the chair, pulling you along with him, and curled an arm around your waist to reach the novel. "So, which page were you on?"

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boxbusiness · 9 months

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So when I watched Beastars Season 2. That one Riz scene inspired this idea... Been sitting on it until now.

#obey me #fanart #comic #blood #beelzebub #belphegor #belphie #beel

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huhnr · 9 months

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fem!Mammon

#obey me #obey me shall we date #fem version #obey me mammon #blood

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jaegerdilf · 4 months

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pairings: mammon x f! reader

warnings: cum play + scent marking ? + jealousy + plus size! reader + oral + fingering + exhibtionism + blood + spit

💌: miss writing soso much n mammon brainrot is horrible so hear me out!!!!

mammon with a big girl is something that just sounds perfect to me… he’s so jealous n greedy ‘nd is obsessed with claiming you in the messiest n most carnal way <3 he’s obsessed with marking you with his cum and his seed is so messy n potent n he cums soso much it’s almost overwhelming. he’ll cum on your tits, face, tummy and on your cunt because he loves the thought of other demons being able to smell him on you even after you’re all cleaned up afterwards. their sense of smell is superior to humans so even if you think you’re fine, they’ll still be wary of getting too close because his scent’s just that strong and who in their right mind would want to provoke one of the avatars of sin?

he’ll paw at your tummy and grip your hips so tight it leaves you sore, completely enamored with how you look beneath him, covered in cum and spit yet still begging for more. splays a hand across your tummy while his cock is still ballsdeep in your sensitive cunt and presses down, his sticky semen gushing out around his dick because there’s just so much inside.

mammon’s a biter too… puts his sharp teeth to use when in his demon form and leaves lovebites on your chest n thighs and even across your stomach <3 laves his tongue over the marks when they start to bleed a bit because he accidentally sank his teeth a little too deep in your soft skin.

if he’s feeling a little possessive, he’ll stuff your cunt and have you keep his cum inside n take you around the devildom, a knowing smirk on his face because he can hear even the slightest hitch of your breath and smell how aroused the thought of him showing you off makes you <3

he can never get enough of you either, always has to use you whenever he wants because his greed is uncontrollable. draws orgasm after orgasm from you, nearly salivating because you’re just as selfish as he is! wrapping a hand around his wrist while he’s fingering you or clenching your thighs around his head while he eats you out because you need to cum and you’ll do anything to reach your climax

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boozye · 5 months

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#obey me shitpost #obey me barbatos #obey me beelzebub #obey me diavolo #obey me mc #obey me swd #boozye did #cartoon blood

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yanderemommabean · 1 month

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Yandere's who I think are likely to use blood in food they make you

Characters in Jujutsu Kaisen-

Choso

Suguru Geto

Satoru Gojo

Kenjaku

Sukuna

Megumi

Yuuta

Characters in Obey Me-

Lucifer

Satan

Belphegor

Barbatos

Solomon

Characters in Black Butler-

Sebastian

Undertaker

Snake

Claude

William T. Spears

Characters in Castlevania-

Dracula

Alucard

Carmilla

Hector

Lenore

Characters in BNHA/MHA-

Shigaraki

Dabi (Touya)

Aizawa

All Might

Hawks

(I was bored lol -Mommabean)

#yandere scenarios #yandere imagines #mommabean #yandere jujutsu kaisen #yandere obey me #yandere black butler #yandere castlevania #yandere BNHA #blood mention #blood tw #yandere prompts #yandere male #yandere suggestion #yandere x reader #yandere x you

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moinstar · 19 days

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L38-15 OM spoilers

So black, black as it can be The Dark Sea gets deeper as you approach Like a black, black sorrow A story of such woe At the end of this story, there is only a cold spot stained with blood and empty air

Black Sorrow by Park Byeong Hoon

#obey me spoilers #L38-15 #obey me mc #moin mc #obey me lucifer #mini comic #cw angst #cw blood

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gearsofmetal · 1 month

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What a gift to relish, a victim that cant perish

I assure you, I am very real

(click 4 better details :])

#my art #obey me mc #im so close to lesson 16!! teehee!!!#obey me belphegor #belphegor obey me #obey me #blood tw

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da-shrimping-station · 3 months

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Mammon helps out with the House's budgeting as well as managing finances.

It started when he found Lucifer's notes on the expenses when they moved to HoL. Diavolo was generous enough to give them a monthly stipend but it was the brothers' first time having to deal with something like this. In the Celestial Realm, they really didn't have to spend much or ask for much. In the castle, everything was provided for after a simple request. But now they're on their own. Still with Diavolo's support of course but far more independent now.

So Mammon sits down on Lucifer's chair and starts poring over the papers. Lucifer's already got a preliminary budget drafted but it's not that thorough. His brother doesn't go out much with needing to juggle caring for everyone as well as fulfilling duties for the Demon Prince so some of the estimates are way off especially in terms of cost. He doubts his brother knows market prices for things like toiletries and groceries.

Time passed (that Mammon wasn't aware of) and he was waist deep in the process of fixing the budget. Lucifer eventually comes home and sees him at his desk and making a mess (in his opinion) of things.

"We're gonna need a bigger allowance." Mammon looks him dead in the eye, ink stains on his hands and papers filled with scribbles and calculations.

Lucifer makes the smart choice of shutting up and listening to him.

Over the next few days they manage to come up with a more feasible and more detailed budget plan for the family. The only thing left to do is to send a formal request to Diavolo to request a more flexible amount for the stipend.

Does this mean they all (Mammon especially) become more responsible with their finances? Of course not! It's just that Lucifer now has a more detailed report and estimate of everyone's spending! Mammon's transaction history and his maxed out Goldie. Levi and his online shopping for games and merch. Satan buying a cart full of books as well as random ingredients he may or may not use for curses. Asmo and the long bill for clothing, makeup, shoes, accessories. Beel being the reason the allocated budget for food is more than half of the stipend. Belphie and a purchase list of questionable but exorbitant items.

And of course Lucifer splurges here and there. Do you think this man buys anything cheap? NOPE. It has to be of good if not the highest quality possible. He justifies that it's a one time purchase (but the price tag is still hefty and how long do you think that item will last given you live in a house full of gremlins???)

"Here ya go, Lu. This month's summary."

"What do you mean we had to pay 40,000 grimm for damages to property?!"

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humbuns · 1 year

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cooking with solomon <3

#obey me!#obey me barbatos #obey me solomon #obey me shall we date #i was looking for something specific and found this old doodle i never posted and forgot and hello????????#the laughter i let out was so dosksoksso #i can't seem to draw belphie w/o blood and barbs w/o fire #art tag

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sparkbeast20 · 2 years

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Tear new skin (Diavolo X MC X Barbatos)

This is part 5 of Cold and Warm Blooded Pt2 Pt3 Pt4

Summary: Diavolo let himself go, while Barbatos is conflicted to whether he should let his internal demon out.

Warning: Painful transformation, fleshes tearing, and Bone breaking

The whole castle is quiet, with the occasional roar and thrusting from Diavolo’s room. It was strong enough that you can hear and feel it from your room and throughout the halls when you walk around the halls, some paintings and hall decorations are tipped over or adjusted from their place. Every time you see them, you quickly fix them before moving on.

It's been two days since the last time you saw Diavolo. Every time you brought food to him. You can only leave it in the hall due to him being territorial and the whole hall is like an oven. You can only stand for like 5 to 10 minutes before you feel like you're being cooked alive.

Barbatos on the other hand. You actively avoid going down to his basement, fearing what you’re going to see. All you are able to do is knock on his door, and there’s to kind of respond you step away and go by your day.

Once you are done fixing the painting to head to the kitchen and start making lunch, all the while your thoughts are on how both Diavolo and Barbatos will act drastically different like what you witness in Diavolo’s room or do they act more like themselves with slight differences?

You had your lunch and left Diavolo his. You decide to sleep the afternoon away, knowing that that’s all you can do for the day.

As you lay on your bed and stare at the ceiling above you, all you can think is how are you going to deal with both Diavolo and Barbatos if they act more… demonic.

You close your eyes, let sleep take over you, and let your mind make those thoughts into dreams or nightmares.

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Looking down on the cup of tea right in front of him, Barbatos can’t shake the feeling that he's been drinking his tea and yet the cup is still full. He glanced up to see the being sitting beside him. Their faces are distorted and their voices are muffled. Then they reach down at the table and grab a plate of macarons then hand him the plate. He smiles and reaches out to grab the plate, as he is about to grab it the plate and the figure fades like smoke.

Barbatos was taken aback by the sudden disappearance; he kicks his chair away and quickly stands.

Barbatos’ vision blurs as he tries to speak but no works come out. The whole place surrounding Barbatos turns gray.

Next all the furniture vanishes and everything when dark.

All Barbatos hears is his own heartbeat, and breathing. He tries to reach out and walk, but nothing seems to be in front of him now.

What seemed like hours, Barbatos stopped walking and dropped to his knees and started panting, it felt like he was slowly losing his breath.

‘So you finally show up, old friend’

Barbatos’ eyes shifted frantically as his blood ran cold, he slowly looked over his shoulder to see who or what spoke.

Behind him were two large gates of a giant cage. He saw that the cage locks are destroyed and the thing inside the cage stares at him with his cold and unforgiving eyes. “You” he whispered.

‘Yes, it's been how long? Five to ten thousand years since we last spoke’

“Twenty to be correct”

‘Well at least one of us remembers how long I have been locked away’ The beast said it as cold as possible.

“And it was warranted, time has changed. You, the side that is just all primal desire and instinct has no place in my mind”

‘Well now, you are in mine domain. Until you are willing to let me out of this prison. You’ll be here with me.’ the beast laughs as he turns back further in the cage leaving Barbatos alone… again.

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The moment he kicks you out of his room, Diavolo slowly starts to change. More close to a dragon. His skin is turned into scales, his feet and hands as well as his nails turn into claws. And now he feels his lower back ache like hell.

After his last warning to you, Diavolo barely leaves his room, only to grab his plate of food out in the hall left by you. But today he can't even get out of bed… well what’s left of it. You didn’t know that due to the pain, Diavolo took his anger out on his room, destroying everything in sight. Right after he broke everything, he went on in his instinct and used the materials to make a giant nest in the middle of his room. Where he is now laying face down, groaning in agony due to the pain right above his ass where his tail bone is.

He knows what’s going to happen, he's starting to grow a tail.

Unlike Barbatos and the brothers with tails, he can only swing it, there is no dexterity to his tail.

In his frustration, his body reacts and starts to heat up again. He grunts in annoyance because it kinda forces him to get up from his nest so he can head to his bathroom to cool off.

He has to do it, otherwise he’ll burn the entire castle down. He's only doing this for your safety. He can survive the flames and Barbatos is the complete opposite to his heat so he has no worries for his friend.

Diavolo slowly pushes himself up and gets out of his nest, as he painstakingly walks towards the bathroom.

He instinctively reaches out to open the bathroom door, but he remembers that he burned it last night after his last trip.

He opened the tab and let the water fill his built- in tub as he headed to his sink and mirror.

As the tub is being filled, he splashes some water on his face to start his cooling routine.

As soon as the water hit his face, his whole face let out steam and the water quickly evaporated. He sighs in relief.

However it doesn’t last long, he can feel the lingering ache in his wings, he bents over the sink both hands on it. He slowly scratched his wings upward, he groaned with each moment, then a cracking sound made him stop and sigh before folding them back to him.

“Fuck…” he curse under his breath, this change is taking a toll on his body and is not getting any better anytime soon.

He knows that this will take a while, but not this long. Most of his skins are scales now, his more dragon than human looking. And yet, why does he feel like it is just halfway done.

All that takes his mind off from this change is you, and what he will do once this all ordeal is over…

“Diavolo…” a familiar voice sends a sudden jolt throughout his body, his eyes widen and his heart start to beat fast. He slowly turned his head to the tub and there he saw you naked sitting in the water beckoning to come to the water seductively.

He stared for so long that he was put under some sort of trance, a second later he turns his whole body around and slowly walks towards the tub. He watches as you walk closer to the side of the tub where he is at. He was too under the trance to notice that water didn’t move when you walked. When he is at the edge of the tub he drops down on his knees and you move closer to him and grab his face with both hands, and all he feels are you lightly phantom touch. “How-”

“My Beautiful prince… Oh how I do miss you, your strong jaw-” you tracing your finger on his jaw, before looking down on his chest “Your perfect cut chest” Than you move your fingers and start feeling his pecs. “But you're still not yourself” your soft and seductive tone vanishes at the end and turns deep and serious. When you look into his eyes, he doesn't see any emotion in your eyes. That snapped him out of his hypnotic trance and grunts before pulling away and taking five steps back.

“You're not them!” Angered, Diavolo starts to heat up as steam comes off of him.

“Clever Diavolo, however you’re only making things harder for yourself…” the figure morphed into a shadow and got out of the water. As he walks closer to Diavolo the figure slightly changes in the same shape as Diavolo. Diavolo back as the shadow moved closer “Can’t you sense him…? He is about to come out from his prison. And you’re still in this weak form!”

Diavolo knows who this shadow is talking about, and it boils his blood to no end. “Even in this form I can still beat him”

“Oh~ And I thought that the fallen angel was full of himself… By any chance are you subconsciously trying to prove something, hm?” The shadow stalks around Diavolo. “You truly believe that you don’t need me!” Diavolo clenches his fist. Then he summoned fire and hurled it to where the shadow was. Diavolo was shocked when the shadow disappeared from the room, before looking around and landed his sights on the door where he saw the shadow standing in his room. He growled, spreading his wings and flew out of the bathroom in an attempt to charge at the figure.

As soon he came in contact the figure disappeared and Diavolo ended up crashing into his wall luckily the magic he cast in the room kept the wall in one piece however cracks start to appear showing the magic is wearing thin.

He placed a hand on the wall helping get back on his feet. He groans in pain, the added frustration is causing to lose focus on his control. He can feel his skin getting tense as his muscles throbbing and swell. He tries to walk back to the bathroom so he can cool off his skin. But end up stumbling and falling forward in the middle of the room.

It was too late, he couldn't stop the change from happening, all he could do was groan in agony. Before he knew it he felt a sudden pain in his spine as his spinal bone grew short spikes going through his back starting from the back of his neck slowly going down his back.

As soon as it reaches his tailbone, like someone took a sharp object and stabs his lower back he screams in excruciating pain as his tail starts to grow.

He slowly prop himself up enough that his upper torso is off the floor, then a sudden surge of pain on lower abdomen which he reacts to cross his arms across his stomach with nothing supporting his body, Diavolo falls on his forehead, his back is arch.

Then he feels that his skin is suffocating him, the longer he stays like this the tighter he feels as if he's being squeezed to death as his bones slowly break, reform and shift beneath his skin. Left with no other opinion, Diavolo pushes up in a kneeling position on his knee and digs his claws into his chest where there his flesh remains and not being covered by his scales. He groans as he digs his claws deeper where he can feel his actual skin is. With one fell swoop he tore his skin off, blood splatter on the floor and roared as he continued to rip his ‘Human’ flesh off, tossing them to the side which were starting to burn into flames. All the while his hands and feet shift into something more dragon-like.

Soon he begins to grow. While his bones, changing his entire skeletal frame his shoulder blades moving his arms to make him stand on all fours.

The remaining flash on him quickly burns off, and finally he reaches up and grabs the flesh on his face, digs his claws deep and rips the flesh right off as his skull reforms jaw shifts into a snout, and teeth turns to fangs.

Once it's all done Diavolo stretched his wings up right, the tip of his was sharp enough to scratch the ceiling. He threw his head back and let out a booming roar, shaking the whole room. He slowly dies down and looks straight before looking around the room. Before landing his sights on the door that leads to the hall, he closes his eyes for a moment to get a good hearing of the place.

Then he heard it, he eyes quickly, deep in his domain he could hear footsteps running down the halls. He took one good sniff and there he can smell a soul…a human soul.

He grins before charging through forward and breaking down the wall. Whatever is left to keep Diavolo in has completely vanished, his free to roam through the castle to hunt.

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Barbatos can’t remember how long he was in this mindscape, ever since his other side left him alone. All that Barbatos can do is watch all the memories he has.

He is currently watching an old memory of him and Diavolo. This is when Diavolo tries to convince him to be his butler, if Barbatos can cringed this would be a good time to happen. He was slightly embarrassed about his past self and Diavolo.

“Just because you have the tea that I was searching for, I owe you my servitude? Inbred must have ruined the royal line…” Barbatos said slightly sarcastically. However from what Barbatos experienced with the other king he wouldn’t go past that demon just making fun of him.

All of a sudden Diavolo starts to laugh, which throws off Barbatos. Well he can give this demon something. At least he can laugh…

“Good one, hahah… If Mephisto heard that he would see you as an enemy to the kingdom for insulting the prince of devildom.”

Barbatos was thinking about it at times, he would’ve overthrown this demon. If it wasn't for his pact with Solomon he can kill him now and move on with his existence.

Current Barbatos heard all his past self was thinking. He feels embarrassed about how he used to think, he was bitter after he got into a pact with Solomon. Now only he was created without a purpose but back then he was bound to limitation by his “Master”.

He can understand what his younger self felt, so the idea being to serve another being he despises the idea of serving to someone.

But as time went on Diavolo showed that he wasn’t going to treat him any less.

Barbatos starts to smile as the montage of his life flashes, some were bad, good, tragic, and some were the best thing that ever happened to him.

Dispited he is the demon who has the ability to turn back time, he was content with his choices and he wouldn’t change any of them.

But then he has reached the last memory he had, and it was you talking to him. Suddenly everything in his mindscape got darker as he watched the memory play out.

As soon as you lay next to him, everything went dark and Barbatos quickly stood up. “No! There’s has to more than that-”

‘Your turning senile old friend…’ Insteadly gate of his other side appears right in front of Barbatos.

“There’s got to more than that! Did they leave when I fell asleep?-”

‘Barbatos! If you worry about them, then let yourself give in!’ the beast turns his face to the side, all Barbatos can see is the beast’s jaw and fangs, while the rest is hidden in the shadows.

“You would like that won’t you…” walk up to the gates and bang his fist on one of the metal bars. “I kept you locked away for a reason! You are the definition of my darkness. You are the constant reminder of what I despise about my creation. That I’m nothing more than just a tool of destruction” Barbatos glares into the cage as his eyes glow and he slowly shifts to his demon form.

The beast let out an annoyed deep hiss, before standing up and turning around. He stood up straight huffing his chest head looking down on Barbatos.

There it stands a Barbatos demonic side, a black and teal Salamander and Lizard-ish demon whose entire body length clocking at 25 to 28 feet long from nose to the tip of his tail. His height is around 10 to 13 feet when he stands with his chest prop up. On his back are fin-like wings which only helps him swim.

The beast flick his fork tongue and hiss before lowering his head to meet eye level with Barbatos. ‘If you can accept your past self, his actions and attitude then you can give me a chance… Tell me. What do you think I’ve been doing all this time?’

“Simple. Planning to escape…” quickly and simply, but Barbatos is surprised that the beast laughs, causing him to raise a brow.

‘From the start, yes. But I’ve seen what you've been through. Like you to your old self I came to realize how you’ve changed. From a demon who despises his creation to a loyal and one of the most powerful demons who is currently walking.’

Barbatos looks into the beast’s eyes to see if there’s any signs of sarcasm or deceiving but he couldn’t find it in his eyes.

“How can I trust your word on this?”

‘Because you view me as a different being, when in reality you and I are the same being. The real question is can you trust yourself to have such freedom again? Even with someone you hold dear willing to stay by your side in your moment of weakness? MC is scared for you, Barbatos.’

“They shouldn’t be scared for me. I should be scared for them. They're all alone in the castle waiting for one of us to… Tame ourselves…”

‘Ah see? You finally get your real reason to be here. It is easy to know your goals. But actually doing something takes realization. Your plan tamed me and so did Diavolo with own demon. But you both worry on the surface when in truth you two are stopping yourselves’

He was right. Barbatos feared losing himself with this part of him and let the beast control when in truth all he had to do was accept that part of him as his own rather seeing it as a different entity.

He looked up and stared straight ahead looking into the eyes of his beast and he saw the iris with the sclera pitch black. He took a slow and calm breath and slowly reached both hands and placed them on the bars of the cage. He whispers open and soon the cage slowly opens as both he and the beast slowly take a step back away from the cage as it opens.

A moment of silence filled the air as the beast took one step of the shadow and tilted his head at Barbatos. “We have an understanding. No harm comes to MC. I have a strong assumption that my lord is letting his other side in control so there is no avoiding confrontation with him once we come out of our chrysalis?” end it with a brow raise.

But all the beast responds with a fanging smile and ‘Our?’

Barbatos flashes a close eyes smile back to the beast with placing his thumb and index finger on his chin. “My mistake” with one chuckle from Barbatos. They took that as a sign. With one quick strike the beast lunges forwards and devours Barbatos. And everything went dark.

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The sound of a shell cracking echoes throughout the stairway of the room. The torches you like everyday went out as the black and teal chrysalis began to break. The thing moves around itched to be set free it fins, claws, horns and tail push outward managing to break the hard outer shell leaving the inner paper like shell. It placed its claw on the last shell dug its claw on the shell piercing it and tore it enough to push its snout out through the newly made hole. It hissed, then snarled once its whole snout was out and felt the cold air of the room.

With one last push, it slid out of the chrysalis off the pillar where said chrysalis is placed and slid into the water below washing away the slime and glistening like gel over its body.

It swam towards the stairs and emerged from the water, hissing as it flick its forked tongue then snarled when it caught your scent. It looks up from the bottom of the stairs then flicks his tongue to get a better sense. But then it smells something else in the air, it fades from its standing but it senses a domineering aura moving around. Then it heard a loud roar from upstairs powerful enough to shake the entire Castle.

It hissed in reaction before quickly climbing up the stairs stealthy, once it made its way to the entryway of the room it stopped and stared at shuttered right next to the door.

This was the first time Barbatos saw himself like this. In his demonic form.

“It's such a long time being in this form” He smiles at his reflection, his black slick skin with teal reflective glisten when the moonlight seeps through the windows of his room.

But before he could get a moment to look at his form, another roar shook the castle. Barbatos sighs knowing that Diavolo has completed his transformation and is now looking for you. However Barbatos tells from how Diavolo’s roars are. He's getting frustrated. And knowing his temper, it is best that he finds you first, before his master does.

End of Part 5

Tagging: @hobin-gnoblin

Note:

Hi, yeah so this was suppose to be the last part, but when I was checking the word count, it was 6k words and I wasn't even at the part where MC try to calm Diavolo and Barbatos yet!!

So there will be another part after this, and hope to be the last part.

Any who, here's the transformation part of the story, I might have unintentionally maybe made Dia's transformation kinda macro?!? It wasn't intentional I swear! I had to listen some werewolf and dragon asmr and story podcast to get the transformation part right.

Plus I never knew that macro was a thing, who knew hehe XD

Also here are the links to Lucifer's, Mammon's, and Levi's solo pairing in this AU

If there's grammar or spelling error, please let me know and don't be shy to leave a comment or rebloging with cute tags. I just love to see you guys thoughts on this :3

#obey me #omswd #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos #obey me diavolo x reader #obey me barbatos x reader #obey me mc #obey me monster love #obey me blue lotus petals #obey me blood

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obae-me · 5 months

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The Brothers and their Nightmares

I was going to post this for Halloween, but things came up as they always do and I couldn't get to finishing it until now. Enjoy the late angst and spoops!

These are just dream scenarios I imagined the Brothers would suffer with, connected to both their Sin and the personal things they struggle with. Most of it is symbolic but could still be triggering for some.

TW: Hurt/No Comfort, Violent Images, Death, Blood, Angst, Nightmare Scenarios, Burning, Broken Bones, Disturbing Scenes that may upset readers. As Always, Read Safely.

Lucifer:

Displayed in a box. Preserved. Hung on a shelf for all to see. Trapped in a clear case with giant pins puncturing his wings and limbs in place. A perfect specimen.

The pain is immense. The torture almost unbearable, but this is where he belongs, right? To be shown off with Pride? To weather any struggles and pain to shine ever brighter in the light? A diamond only need be pressurized, cut, and polished before it's valuable.

Blurry faces of demons and angels and humans alike all pass him by, pointing at him and observing him with awe, sometimes fear, but nothing more. A living piece of art. He's searching for any familiarity amongst the crowd. The people he loves the most, the people he wants to shine for above all, the people he's suffering for!

Please! Give him a reason to endure this crucifixion! Prove to him that this is worth it! Let him know that he's enough! This prison must mean something! Don't say it was all for nothing! Everything he's worked for! Everything he's lamented over, toiled for! Look at him! Appreciate him!

But no one ever comes.

In the end he's left alone. The pins push deeper. The blood dripping from his eyes.

Just a caged butterfly.

Mammon:

Glistening palms. Shimmering faces. Gold as far as the eye can see. A perfect shining kingdom. Frozen lifeless subjects. This isn't what he wanted.

Come on, Belphie. Beel? What about you Asmo?... Satan?... No... Levi, please... Hells no... Lucifer!

Unmoving metal lips match each stiff jeweled eye. His hands... He- he had only touched them. That was all he did. Right? All he had done was love them. The Greed had become too much. In his ambition for glory, his corrupted embrace had tainted his family past the flesh. Motionless mannequins, that's all they were now. Cursed to shine till the end of time. His treasures that he had always craved.

Was this what he had wanted all along? No! He had created this all for his family! His friends! His loved ones! They were to all to gimmer with him! Not leave him alone! He did this. He always took things too far. Steal and cheat and lie until nothing remained! Rotten scum! Why couldn't he just listen? Why couldn't he just be better?! Give him a second chance... please. He can be better... Someone say something...

A destiny written in stone. Take. Even the lives of his brothers.

No matter how hard he tries, he only makes things worse.

Surrounded by the Fool's gold.

Levi:

Clanging, burning chains. There's a constant deafening buzzing in the air, the chatter of thousands of people. The voices rise and fall in rhythm, like the beating of war drums, or the increasing pace of his heart. He can't think, he can hardly see, and he can't breathe.

Millions of shining eyes stare down at his restrained body in the middle of a stadium. The blinding gazes singe his body, his skin melting off his bones. He's not the only one at the center of attention. Other people, other contestants are here to play the same game. Win, and get everything you ever dreamed. Lose, and be forced to burn with Envy and shame.

Every failed attempt of his makes the arena hotter. The infernal heat spills from the breaths of the crowd sharing his weaknesses to the world. They give his competitors the advantage, kicking him while he's down. The thrumming gets faster. It's not fair! He's trying so hard! Was he just doomed from the start? Was he born a failure? Hated by the universe since the moment of conception?! Is that why he's never good enough? Is that why all his brothers get to move on without him?!

His dreams always just out of reach. He's not good enough to be loved.

The bitterness eats him up from the inside.

Till he's melted into a pile of nothing.

Satan:

A mess of strings. The curtain is drawn. The show begins! It's the same routine day after day after day after day-- He can't take this any more!

He doesn't even understand this masquerade! The story he's forced to play out is gibberish, some fickle plot he can't even begin to fathom. Everything is foreign to him. The audience, the dance, his body, his Wrath. None of it is recognizable. And they chuckle like they know, like they enjoy his ignorance. Limbs are pulled in any direction the strings choose. Bones broken, lips sealed shut, he's pushed to the brink of oblivion once again.

But he worked so hard! Everything he's read, everything he learned, so he could stop feeling like this! He's not just a hollow doll, controlled by someone else's ambitions! He has thoughts, he has feelings! He might... not fully understand them yet, but he's trying! Tell him he's smart, that he's strong, that he's his own person! Let him stand on his own!

But only his mind is allowed to scream as the congregation watches.

A wicked dance until the strings are snipped. His opportunity to be independent. But instead, he falls into a lifeless heap on the floor.

Nothing without someone else.

The poor wooden plaything will never be real.

Asmo:

An endless winding labyrinth of mirrors. He runs, panting and crying as he tries to find his way through the illusions. Make it stop! Let him have peace!

The creatures are invisible to his normal eyes, only showing up in the reflections of the mirrors surrounding him. There's hundreds of them at least, crawling over each other to get to him. They don't even make a sound, silently scrambling towards him. An amalgamation of Lust. Each time they grab him, they take something precious from him. His fingernails, strands of his hair, his beautiful lips, the blush from his cheeks. They rip off of him as easily as tearing away a puzzle piece.

They're stripping him of his beauty bit by bit! How is he supposed to be loved like this?! If he's not gorgeous, than what is he? He has nothing left! This is all he has! He's not strong, or smart, or powerful! His physical charm is all he has! Please, leave him alone! He's supposed to be a jewel! That's all anyone ever sees him as!

He can't bear to look at himself. Every time he glances he's slightly different. Until he no longer recognizes the humanoid shell in the mirror. But he has no choice to keep looking if he wants to keep an eye on the monsters pursuing him.

A single fumble.

It's rather quick and painless as the souls each take what they want from him.

And leave him broken in shards on the floor.

Beel:

Screams echo from every direction. Buildings crumble as the earth shakes and the air hums. A moving living black cloud sweeps through the town. Where's his family? He has to help.

The sky a vast pool of crimson as the Celestial Sun and Demonic Moon cross paths and cast a torrent of blood down onto the merging realms. The ground beneath them all trembles, growling. It's Gluttonous. Every person he tries to save is always just too far away. They either get consumed from the plague of insects or fall into the gaping maws of the starving earth. And he still can't find his family.

Why? Why is this happening? Why isn't he strong enough to save anyone?! All the workouts, all the training, pushing his muscles stronger than any demon ever has, all so he can quit feeling so useless! He told himself he would be ready to take on anything! Even an entire army if he had to, just so he could save somebody for once! Lilith... Belphie… everyone... he's sorry... Sorry he's so weak. This is his fault.

The foundation beneath his feet begins to crumble.

His wings feel far too fragile to fly.

It makes sense that in the End of Days, no one would be there to save him.

He didn't deserve it.

Belphie:

There's something rotten in his chest. It feels like a pit in his soul, growing larger with every passing second. The sensation is agonizing.

It's something no one can see, but something he feels with every breath. It's very slowly stripping him of everything he is. His love, his memories, his desires... He needs to go find help. The House is laid out all wrong. Doors lead to where they shouldn't, hallways bend in the wrong directions. His house doesn't even feel like home anymore. Every step feels harder than it should. The supposedly easy task of getting help seeming more like an impossible feat. This rot is more than just Sloth. It takes what seems like hours to finally find his family. That's when he reaches out to them, trying to tell them what's wrong. But he can't speak for some reason.

Gestures and panicked grasping means nothing to his brothers. The desperation in his eyes goes ignored as most simply rub his head or push him off to the side, not taking him seriously in the least. But this hurts! He can't take the pain anymore! Someone help him! Don't push him away, don't treat it like a joke! Listen to him! Take what he has to say into consideration! He can't possibly speak over six other voices!

His efforts wasted, his energy depleted.

The rot ate away at his heart and left him numb.

And everyone walked away, leaving the boy who cried to cry alone.

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