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so... we know Belphegor definitely didn't go to the human world as an exchange student, but what about the other guy? we get told his name at one point, so I assume he's a real person and not just someone Diavolo made up for like... pro-realms-relations propaganda or something. what was he up to up there? did he attend a human university? did his classmates know he was a demon? did he share a dorm with seven siblings who all had something extremely fucked up going on? can someone write a fanfic about him please
#obey me#obey me shall we date#diaval obey me#thats his name! whats his deal please i need to know#om#d.txt#obey me diaval
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Vampire Diaval?! I offer myself as tribute 💕
Tw: blood sucking, biting
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"you sure you're ok with this?" Diaval's mouth hovered over your neck, his breath sending chills down your spine. Your scent was divine, but he knew how dangerous just a taste could be.
"y-yes..." You whispered, closing your eyes.
You felt Diaval's tongue drag against your skin. He warned you that it might feel hot, but he didn't really specify what kind of "hot" he meant. You didn't realize it would be actual warmth radiating from where his saliva met your skin.
He wrapped his arms more tightly against you, trailing one of his large hands up your back until it met the base of your skull. You were panting now, such a sweet sound for him. Without biting you, he sucked on your soft skin only to chuckle when you whimpered.
Maybe he was playing with his food a little. But you were so cute he couldn't help it.
You felt his teeth graze against your skin, the heat in your body flaring up. Spreading. Your breathing was unsteady as you felt his fangs sink in, quickly pressing his tongue over your bleeding neck as he sucked at your vein.
You moaned as the fire in you pooled in your arousal, the direct contact with his spit almost too much to bear. When he groaned into your neck, you couldn't stop yourself from grinding against him.
You tasted better than he ever could have imagined. The sweet sounds pouring from your lips only made you taste better as you desperately bucked your hips against him. He really undersold how intense the aphrodisiac in a vampire's spit was to humans, or maybe you really did want him this bad. He could feel his cock stiffen against you as the thought.
"just a little more for me, babe..." He mumbled into your neck as your vision went hazy with pleasure.
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Diaval and his gf taking a cute pic while on a date 💕
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Heaven is a Misnomer - Chapter 1
To protect him from his unsafe home life, Jake's mother sends him to the Celestial Realm for an exchange program. Jake faces a pile of Celestial Realm biases, a broken system of oppression, and unlikely friends. This year is going to be unpleasant at best, but he'll survive. Hopefully.
Fandom: Shall We Date?: Obey Me!
Rating: Teen, for now. Might bump it up for violence but I don't think it'll get that bad.
Chapter 1 Wordcount: 3136
Characters/Relationships: Jake (Exchange student OC) / Raphael (Eventually. This is a slow burn). Michael exists, mentions of all the demon brothers and extras exist, and they appear in some of the middle chapters. A bunch of new OC angels because we don't know enough about the celestial realm in canon.
Notes:
Well fam, here we are, as promised. First week of 2024, Jake's story in the Celestial Realm. Bad Khakis. Michael being problematic.
I'm really excited for you all to get to meet the extended OC cast, given that we don't have a lot of named angels in canon! Also the exchange students that got introduced in DD get fleshed out so that you can meet them more as real people. (The more I write of this the more I love Bunny and Aya, honestly.)
I'll be posting a chapter every Tuesday, and given how long the chapters are turning out and how many chapters I've got plotted past what I've written, I hope you're down for another ~100k word ride.
This follows the canon timeline, and is happening simultaneously with "Devils in the Details" which chronicles Nia's first year of the exchange program in the Devildom. If you're here and sad that there aren't a ton more scenes with the demon brothers, well! There's a whole fic for that already! Knowledge of that fic is not necessary to read this one, but the tie ins make it fun!
You can also read this on AO3, if that's your jam!
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Chapter 1: What do you mean, Exchange Program?
“Same time tomorrow, Mr. Costello?”
“Yes, Ma’am.” Jake said, a smile plastered onto his face as though it was the most important thing in his world, and that he hadn’t been fighting tears for the last twenty minutes.
He’d been having tutoring sessions over lunch time for his entire high school career. It had been the cause of no end of strife in his school life, but it was better for him than not. The tutoring sessions were a cover, of course, for counseling sessions. Therapy. It was something his mother had worked out with the school counselor the moment she knew what school he was going to. Jake had always been a troubled kid, and his mother wanted to avoid that kind of thing following him to high school.
This of course, was the cause of a ton of rumors that made his life ridiculous, but Jake was the king of gossip and rumors, so he was entirely too happy to either play along or do something completely contrary to what they were spreading that made the rumormongers look like idiots.
On his way to his locker, Jake glanced down at his phone. He still had five minutes before passing time to wolf down his sandwich. He was leaving the bathroom after washing his hands when he practically ran into his bestie Nia making a beeline for the ladies’ room. She didn’t seem to even notice him, and he pursed his lips. Great. Something happened while she was reading under the bleachers again. That was the only real downside to his lunchtime therapy sessions. He never got to have lunch with his bestie, and as much as she claimed to love the time for reading, he knew she was dealing with her own personal hell. People were assholes. Especially their fellow students.
“Jacob, can you see me at my desk, please?”
Jake sighed, stepping up to his Chemistry teacher’s desk.
“Care to explain why you didn’t turn in last week’s assignment? The late work deadline was Monday.” He said, lips pursed in a way that made Jake think of a cranky old woman librarian.
“I did, Mr. Cook.” Of course he did. Jake did all of his homework, it was the one reliable escape at home.
“I have no record of your lab report, nor the associated worksheets.”
Jake bit back his retort. Fighting with Mr. Cook about this never worked, and only got the Chemistry teacher more and more on his case.
“I have the slip you signed when I turned it in.” Jake said, pulling out his binder and getting out the slip in question. He refused to let go of the paper, simply showing it to the teacher. He just knew if he let go of the signed slip that it too would get “lost”. He didn’t know if Mr. Cook did it on purpose, but his grades were suffering because this man was determined that he never did his work. The signed turn-in slips were his mother’s idea, after the last parent-teacher conference where his academic reputation had been dragged in the mud. Mrs. Costello was having absolutely none of that, she knew full well how much focus her boy put on his academics.
“Ah. I see that you do.” the teacher said, and seemed to set his jaw. “I will have to look into what might have happened on my end.”
“Please.” Jake said. He was thinking ‘See that you do.’ but he just had this feeling if he said that out loud he’d never hear the end of it. “Is there anything else, Mr. Cook?”
“No, that is everything I need from you, Mr. Costello.”
“Great, can I have a pass to my next class? I still need to stop at my locker, and—“
“You’ll be fine if you hustle.” Mr. Cook said, and then promptly dismissed Jake from his attention.
Jake cursed internally, and walked out of the room as fast as he could - he couldn’t do with being yelled at for running, but he was going to need to pull off the power walk of his life if he didn’t want to be late to his last class of the day.
“Welcome home, Jakey.” his mom said from the kitchen, where she was busily cooking dinner.
“Hey Mom.” Jake said, setting his bag by the stairs and plopping down at the kitchen counter.
“And how was school?”
“I had to show Mr. Cook one of his signed assignment slips today.”
“Seriously? That man gets on my last nerve.”
Jake watched as his mother chopped ingredients for dinner slightly more aggressively than she had been.
“It should be fine. If not, I can go to the AP’s office and complain directly.”
“Heaven help that man if I have to get involved again.”
“I still think he’s just homophobic and taking it out on me because I’m the one most publicly out at school.”
“It could be, as much as I hate to say it.” his mother said, sliding the chopped vegetables into the skillet. “But maybe we shouldn’t talk about that right now—“
“Talk about what?”
Jake froze at the sound of his father’s voice from behind him. Shit. He’s home early.
“I was thinking it was possible that Mr. Cook is intentionally ‘losing’ my assignments because I’m gay, is all.” Jake trailed off towards the end of his sentence. He knew how this was about to go down.
“Some teacher is losing your things.”
“Yes. I have pr—“
“And it’s because you’re supposedly gay.”
“It could be.”
“So tell him you’re not gay. Then it’s handled.”
“That would be a lie, dad.”
“You’re kidding, right Jacob? This whole thing is a joke, haha, joke’s on old dad.”
Jake looked up at his dad and winced.
“No, I’m not kidding, dad. I’m gay.” It was probably the fifth time he’d accidentally outed himself to his father. It wasn’t like his dad was old enough to have Alzheimer's or something, he was just usually too drunk to remember anything the next day.
“Oh Andy, leave the kid be. You know it’s just a phase.” His mother said from the kitchen, and he winced. That was her way out of this argument every time. Honestly, all he wanted was his dad to realize that being gay wasn’t the worst thing that a kid could be these days. It wasn’t even that rare for a kid to be gay, especially in the city.
It wouldn’t be that big of a deal, really, his dad not thinking the highest of him, but he knew that when his dad got upset like this… well… it went bad for his mom, real fast.
“Yeah sure, just a phase.” his dad said, and threw his bottle against the wall. From the way it splattered, it wasn’t quite empty, either. Jake didn’t look forward to cleaning that up.
Here we fucking go. Jake thought. He started to say something, but his mother spoke before he could.
“Jake, go to your room.” His mother said, gaining all of his father’s attention.
“What, Marnie. You just going to take his side?” his father spat, and Jake all but sprinted up to his room, grabbing his bag on the way. There was a reason he always left it against the stairs, much as he wished there wasn’t.
He got into his room and shut his door, practically collapsing into his desk chair. Perfect way to spend a Thursday night, he thought, pulling out his math homework and his phone.
Jake > Nia: Nia, they’re at it again.
Nia > Jake: Oh shit. What this time?
Jake > Nia: Same shit, different day. Dad found out I’m gay, I guess.
Nia > Jake: You came out to your parents more than a year ago!!!
Nia > Jake: How many times is this going to happen?
Jake > Nia: I don’t know. What can I do? I can’t.. Anything.
Nia > Jake: You know you’re always welcome here.
Jake > Nia: I can’t leave my mom.
Nia > Jake: I know. Hey look on the bright side, tomorrow’s Friday.
Jake > Nia: Friday… gods bless Friday, I need my Ma hugs.
Nia > Jake: Me too! Also it’s Pizza and Ice Cream Friday.
Jake > Nia: Now there’s inspiration to get my math homework done.
Downstairs, more glass shattered, and Jake winced. He just hoped his mom was going to be okay, after this. He knew he’d hear all about it tomorrow, how much he was a bad son, and did he have any idea what she went through for him…
I really do understand. Jake sighed, and put his headphones on. The music was far too loud, but it served to drown out the mess that was his home life so that he had a chance to get his homework done.
Now… how was this supposed to work again? A squared plus B squared…
Jake woke suddenly to a hand on his shoulder, and jumped so hard he almost fell off of his bed.
“Sorry Jakey.” his mom said quietly. “Your dad’s out again. I brought you some dinner.” She set the bowl of vegetable-heavy macaroni and cheese on his desk.
“You don’t need to apologize, mom.” Jake said, reaching out to pull his mom into a hug. “It’s not your fault he’s like this.”
“I know, baby. But you deserve better.” She ruffled his hair, and chuckled. “Looks like we need to trim your sides again.”
“Oh no, am I getting scruffy?”
“Just a little bit.”
Jake felt a strong need to put a hat on. Scruffy did not fit his aesthetic one bit.
Honestly, he wasn’t sure he fit his own aesthetic at all.
Circumstances made it so that he came out of the closet way earlier than he really felt comfortable, but he knew that if he was just himself, but gay, that it would backfire. So instead, he was flamboyant, expressive Jake.
At least in the privacy of his own bedroom he could be himself. Quiet, melancholy Jake. Much less bright than anyone thought he was. Anyone but Nia, at least. His bestie knew him inside and out, so at least he had that going for him.
Friday dawned like any other day ending in Y, and Jake hauled himself out of bed and to school. Early, of course, for track practice. His mornings were utterly incomplete without a long run. Something that helped him clear his mind and get his school mask settled into place.
Of course, by the time he was in the locker room showering off the sweat and changing out of his running gear, the rumors and gossip were already flying. There were two new students today. Something about an exchange program. Jake soaked in as much gossip as he could on his way to his first class. He absolutely had to share this with Nia. Hopefully she was already in class, and there hadn’t been some incident keeping her from her morning reading. It seemed like that kind of week.
Jake bounded into the classroom, glad to see Nia in her usual place. He plopped down in his chair, facing backwards so that he could chatter at her before class started.
“Nia!!!”
“Morning Jake. Happy Friday.” Nia looked up from her book, casually putting her bookmark in to hold her place.
“That’s your normal Friday Greeting. Today is not a normal Friday!”
“What?”
“There are new kids!”
“On a Friday?”
“Yep!”
“Their parents are the worst. Why would you start your kids on a Friday, at least wait until Monday.”
I think my dad takes the cake for the worst, but… sure, Nia.
“Okay, okay. I get your point, but like… they’re both seniors. Brothers, apparently. And smokin’ hot.”
“I’ll take your word for it?”
“No way. Between the two of us we have seven classes today. Surely we’ll catch sight of one of them, right?”
“Yeah. Hell of a story to tell ma later.”
“Miss Laney. Language.” Mr. Randall said, entering the room.
Jake rolled his eyes, grateful to be facing away from their teacher initially.
“English, Mr. Randall. Christian jargon, specifically.”
The teacher laughed. “Alright, alright. Good morning.”
At least he was dealing fine with Nia’s pedantic backtalk this morning. Maybe he was excited about new students to teach, as well. Jake turned himself around in his chair, as the rest of their classmates started to file into the room. Jake was excited to meet the new kids, but he got the vibe from Nia that she could do without adding any new potential bullies to her watch list. He didn’t really blame her for it. She had the worst luck.
After lunch, Jake walked into Chemistry, expecting to have another discussion with Mr. Cook about his homework. What he wasn’t expecting was for his usually vacant table to be populated… by the two new kids. Oh, sweet! He’d get to meet them and could tell Nia what to expect in case either of them were choir kids. The blonde looked… choir-possible. The other… seemed like he’d rather be skipping. Did he just wink at me?
Jake settled into his usual chair, and engaged immediately with the new kids.
“Hi, I’m Jake, and apparently we’re table buddies now.”
Mr. Tall, Dark, and Handsome - the one who’d winked - grinned. “Hi there, Jake. I’m Diaval. And this,” He gestured to the blonde who looked like someone had taken him off of one of those 90s trashy romance book covers, “is my brother Mark.”
“Pleasure to meet you. Brothers, both seniors…” Jake said, thinking. “Don’t let me sound too stupid here, but you don’t look like twins.”
Mark scoffed. “Please. We’re barely brothers. My father is—“
“Someone entirely different than mine.” Diaval finished, rolling his eyes.
Oh. Jake thought. They don’t get along at all. This is going to be interesting.
He slipped his phone out and sent a few quick texts to Nia, before turning his focus on Mr. Cook, lest he get his phone confiscated.
Jake was looking forward to band. His last period class, Band usually kept him sane and happy. He was surprised, after their conversations in Chemistry not to see Diaval here in band. He’d seemed like a musical sort. Maybe he was in choir with Nia.
Shaking his head to get the new kids out of it so that he could focus, Jake waved to his fellow percussionists before getting himself settled at the timpani. He’d just picked up the mallets when the director beckoned him over. Setting the mallets down carefully, he practically flounced over to the director. The man never needed him for anything before, so this was a novel experience. He wasn’t even the percussion lead…
“I just got a call from the office, Jake. Your mother is here.”
Jake blinked. “Why is my mom here?”
“I certainly don’t know.” the director said, shrugging. “But apparently you’re going to be heading out straight from the office today, so grab your bag. I’ll see you Monday.”
Jake knew not to argue. If mom was here to pick him up, there was probably a good reason. Better her than dad, that was for sure. He’d have to text Nia from the car, though. She’d worry, otherwise.
Of course, he didn’t have to do that, as he ran into Nia in the hallway.
“Oh hey! I have to go to the office—“
“—because my mom is here…”
“Weird.” They said in unison, and weird only began to cover the next few hours.
Their moms had come together. And had taken them out to get fancy coffee. Which was like ten red flashing lights right there. Something was very off.
Of course something crazy was happening. Of course.
“So, you’re saying you signed me up for an exchange program?” Nia said, and the look she was giving her mother over the top of her coffee-adjacent drink was telling.
To be fair, Jake was giving his own mother the same look.
“Isn’t it just supposed to be like, to another country though?” he said, concerned.
“Well…” Nia’s mom started, and his mom interrupted her.
“It was my idea. I didn’t know if you two would get in, but I suggested to Lynn, I mean Nia’s mom, that we could sign you both up so you’d be together.”
“Well, that backfired.” Nia said, bitterly.
“They said you can still text though! And video call, and regular call!” Nia’s mom said, trying to sound excited for them.
“But…” Jake said, not excited about being separated from Nia, and especially displeased about leaving his mom alone with how his dad was being.
“And there’ll be a big dance at the end of the program.” Jake’s mom said, her smile equally fake.
“So you’re saying the two hot guys who just transferred in today are our replacements?” Jake shared a look with Nia. That would explain some things about the supposed ‘brothers’ they’d met.
“Well…”
“In Nia’s case, yeah, literally.” Her mom said. “They’re staying at our place since we have the space…”
“And you’re going to trust them to take care of the girls?” Nia said, cautiously.
“Well, no. I had to take a few months of 8-5s to cover Janice’s maternity leave, so it works out.”
“That is suspiciously convenient.” Jake said with narrowed eyes.
“Jake… There’s a reason we did this. I’m divorcing your father. But It’s going to be messy… and I need to know that you’re safe, okay?”
“So you’re sending me off to Literal Actual Heaven where Angels are from to keep me safe.” Jake was angry. Nia just looked like she was numb. “And you’re sending Nia off to Literal Actual Hell.”
“Technically it’s the Celestial Realm and the Devildom.” His mother said, quietly.
Nia still hadn’t done so much as blink in the last five minutes.
“Adania. Please. Just try it. It’s a year. It’s Room & Board covered, and we have been promised you will both be entirely safe.”
Jake reached out and took Nia’s hand in his, at which point she basically melted, falling over into his shoulder.
“Ugh. Fiiiine. Can we still have pizza and ice cream night?” Nia asked, sighing. Jake could feel the subtle trembling.
“Yes. But we’re going out for pizza.” her mother said, grinning. “And Marnie’s coming along.”
“What.” Nia said, so blankly it wasn’t even a question.
“Yeah, we’re gonna do the whole arcade thing.”
“Mom, we can’t afford that.”
“With the stipend they’re giving me to house a literal angel and a literal demon? We’re good.”
“Mo-om!”
“Hush. You’re leaving tomorrow. Let me spoil my baby girl.”
Nia rolled her eyes and Jake just laughed.
A year in Heaven, huh? Wonder if it was going to be anything like Seven Minutes in Heaven. Maybe he’d kiss an angel. Ha. Gay angels. Unlikely. This year was going to suck.
#shall we date obey me#obey me!#obey me raphael#obey me diaval#raphael x oc#time to actually learn something about the celestial realm#tags will match content for each chapter#abuse#alcholism#homophobia#longfic
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Rei.EXE keeps crashing. Send an Error Report?
A quick sketch of Rei with @property-of-diavolo 's OC Diaval. Last time I drew him, he was teasing Rei for being cute in their human form. Why not do a sequel for their demon form?
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@thehollowwriter I ended up deleting your message in inbox by accident so...
💬 For Diaval!
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Pwetty biwd!”
The small and defenseless baby, with silver hair as shiny as a blade, laughed playfully in the presence of the young imperial guard prodigy—The Prince's wings.
"kaKaKAKAKA! Why do you keep calling me by that silly nickname?" He knelt not too far from the baby, His intention was to match their heights.
The once merciless guard couldn't help but smile every time Lilia's son smiled at him innocently, would his heart have been softened by a simple human baby?
Lilia's voice could be heard in the garden of the small house, talking to Malleus—For some reason, he trusted Diaval enough to take care of this fragile baby.
Every time the raven fae asked why, Lilia would just smile and say he was responsible.
But, perhaps, the truth is that Lilia just wanted the ruthless young boy to learn how to be... Kinder
And no longer lonely
“You grow up really fast, you know?” Diaval crossed his legs, placing his elbows on his knees and resting his face in his calloused hands.
‘Maybe soon you'll start walking around alone”
Diaval's eyes were relaxed—No, his whole body was. This feeling was so pleasant, He missed being able to relax after his intense training sessions.
For a brief moment, he began to remember the first day he took care of Silver… God, he was so tiny and cute! Well, Diaval admits that at first he couldn't help but laugh at how weak Silver was, but that changed, really.
He would never forget the happiness that he felt when Silver smiled at him for the first time and the sensation of taking care of him… Or even Silver’s peaceful sleep after a crying fit that always made Diaval sigh in relief!
Maybe this is what it feels like to have a little brother? It doesn't look so ba-
Diaval!
"huh?"
And suddenly, Diaval's genuine and peaceful smile closed into a grimace, frowning in denial while he could swear he heard a voice in his subconscious that made his whole body shiver—That voice... He knows very well that he belongs to one of his superiors, but... they aren't here.
“Just obey the rules, how difficult it is?"
“Why do you keep making the same mistakes over and over again?”
“If you don’t take your work seriously
you will never be ideal to be at the prince’s side.”
"NO!" He frustratedly pressed his palms against his face, leaving only his wide fearful eyes visible through his fingers—Those simple but cruel words dominated his mind like a distant memory that always disturbs him.
“Biwd?”
Silver stared at Diaval with innocent piercing eyes that seemed to stare right through the raven fae soul as his little hands tried to reach him, who seemed to be so close, yet so far away for a mere baby to reach.
“You… you’re just a baby, I’m just taking care of you because It's an order... That’s all”
Diaval whispered to himself in an attempt to soothe himself, turning his face away shortly afterwards and straightening his posture—His fingers trembled with anxiety and his face seemed tense, fearing the probability of his every movement being closely judged by someone.
He doesn't need affection from a human—So why does he care so much about this child's health?
Worrying about whether Silver will grow up in a healthy environment with lots of love and food? What nonsense.
He dug his nails into his skin, counting on the pain to get those thoughts out of him. Diaval wouldn't sacrifice all the effort he's put in all these years for a baby, he can't lose everything he's achieved—He doesn't want to go back to his old life.
And then, the realization finally hits Diaval as his eyes darted around the small, yet comfortable bedroom—Comfortable sheets, baby toys scattered across the floor, a healthy environment to live in…
I never had these things before
Well, not before I was taken to the castle
That's why Diaval wants Silver to have a happy life so much? It's not possible, he's already overcome it, after all it happened many years ago. But imagining Silver abandoned... It just breaks his heart.
“I'm not really afraid of anyone, but the thought of being forcibly distanced from him..."
“No... Why am I scared at all?”
“I must only protect the ones I love, I shouldn't care what they think.”
“How could I even forget this?”
He took a deep breath, slowly relieving the anxious feeling he felt while banishing any bad thoughts—For now, he just needed to focus on taking care of the baby and forget for a while his castle duties.
Diaval's mind finally snaps back to reality, feeling relief at seeing little Silver standing on two feet...
Wait
SILVER IS STANDING WITHOUT SUPPORT?!?
He lets out a yelp as his instincts kick in to prevent the baby from falling by quickly raising his hands. However, the sign of Silver walking—a little off balance—caused Diaval's body to freeze reluctantly.
He's... He's really walking!
“Y-You...”
“You can do it, Silver! Come!” Diaval stuttered with joy, feeling a chill of happiness in his stomach.
The baby stands still for a while, his little legs trying to get more balance to walk towards the Fae raven, who was waiting with open arms. In a clumsy way Silver slowly took step by step, laughing happily as he took the last step before falling into Diaval's arms and being caught by a tight hug.
If for some reason Diaval ever felt scared before, this moment made him feel— even if only for a moment—the bravest person in the world
“You did it…”
“KAKAKA! YOU DID IT!”
Diaval couldn't help but smile widely as his wings wrapped around them like a warm shield, gently rocking Silver like a winner—If he hadn't been so emotional, he would have denied to death that he was tearing up.
“MALLEUS! LILIA! HE'S WALKING! HE'S WALKING!”
Perhaps, his heart has indeed softened for this human baby
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@viking-velocerapter Actually, Astaroth was not the demon who was in the exchange program -- the name of that demon was Diaval, which was actually a Solmare shout-out to a demon character in one of their older games, "Angel or Devil", haha.
However, the Obey Me Fandom wiki has a list of miscellaneous characters who have been mentioned in the game, including Astaroth and other demons. Shout out to the fans who've updated that list. 🫡
original post here
#sorry meant to reply to this earlier!#obey me#obey me!#obey me swd#obey me shall we date#omswd#viking-velocerapter#replies
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I'm replaying some of the beginning Obey Me chapters to refresh my memory and was reminded that we still know almost nothing about the other RAD exchange students or really even how it works!
I saw something about the one demon in the human realm maybe being named Diaval and being a disgraced son of the demon king but I don't have screenshots of that
Now that OMNB is out, anyone have some fresh ideas or headcanons about those folks/RAD in general?
#i wanna know abt the other exchange students....#and like. is the celestial realm doing an official exchange too? they at least are hosting two theoretical demons and sent 2 to rad but...#are there 2 humans there as well?? did they actually send any angels as exchange students to the human realm??#also does that one demon lady pop idol whos staying in the human realm count as an exchange student???#obey me#obey me nightbringer#obey me theories
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Been a long time since I posted so here it is:
My humanization of Karasu from Obey Me!
Clearly I don't like drawing birbs
The RAD Uniform - pretty much the same as most of the characters but it's RED, like Diaval's, cause they gotta be a part of the school's staff.
Casual/ Everyday Wear - the first is their casual maybe, then the second one is them on their room, infront of the computer, probably teaching MC how to change their D. D. D.'s language back to normal. Hoodie's color would be their icon's color.
Extras - cause I got bored during Entrepreneurship lessons.
Translation (on the first image): Puta, press the Settings first.
#obey me#obeyme karasu#karasu#art#fanart#humanization#just me sketching stuff ig#too lazy to clean it
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The difference between requests and commission: commission will be guaranteed over 1.5k words and there is very very little off the table. Requests I won't do certain subjects but doors open with commission.
Rules:
18+ As I do post NSFT and Suggestive content on occasion.
For Requests:
I don’t write for Luke, Raphael, Mephisto, or Thirteen as I am uncomfortable writing for those characters.
I will write most requests, but I don’t do Canon! Character x Canon! Character, I’m not really all that comfortable with it and Prefer OC x Canon or Reader x Canon.
I will write TWST or Obey Me!, for now, I’m limited to those.
I HAVE THE RIGHT TO REFUSE A REQUEST IF I AM NOT COMFORTABLE WITH IT (however if you commission me I will power through)
Personal posts are tagged Devdump and art posts are Aresart, writing will just be tagged under their fandoms.
If you don’t already, you should follow these blogs!
@obeythedemons @property-of-diavolo @yourboyhack @belphieslilcow
MASTERLIST:
VESPER:
1362994442 — MISCHIEVOUS BASTARD CREW (tumblr.com) (@belphieslilcow)
1362994442 — Anyway if you wanna know what two songs are... (tumblr.com)
1362994442 — I have an Artbreeder I did of my Oc Vesper ;; (tumblr.com)
1362994442 — 7, 8, and 9 >:) (tumblr.com)
Cat Faced Vespurr (@belphieslilcow )
X - stormy night
ARES:
This guy is so neglected lmao
ART:
X - Vesper Doodle
X - Diaval Doodle (Belongs to @property-of-diavolo)
X - Random Doodles
X - Vesper anatomy doodle
X - Self Doodle :3c
WRITING:
X - Satan (fluff) GN! Reader
X - Solomon (fluff, crack) GN! Reader
X - Asmo (fluff) GN! Reader
X - Simeon (fluff) M! Reader
X - Simeon (angst, fluff) GN! Reader (Collab with @property-of-diavolo )
X - Mammon and Lucifer (fluff) GN! Reader
X - All Brothers (crack) GN! Reader
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Do you have any thoughts about werewolf!Diaval?? I mean yes I want to squish and pet him but I’d also let him hunt me down and have his way with me you know??
I didn't but hoo boy now I do
Werewolf!Diaval hcs
Since his hair is naturally black, his fur is mostly black with a tuft of purple dreads between his ears
He also has curly fur. Don't ask me how it works
In a group he would definitely not be the alpha but when it comes to you he gets possessive, so he'll leave the pack before he'd let anyone else touch you
He does kinda let his instincts take over when he's in heat tho.
He always respects your boundaries but it takes a lot more control when he's in wolf form. He prefers to hide that side of himself until he really trusts you
You could know him for years and not know he's a werewolf. He's that good at hiding it lol
(not out of fear, he hates that side of himself and thinks you would too)
If you find out and show acceptance/affection for him anyway, he will absolutely melt for you
When he's comfortable with it, he likes to relax in his wolf form with his head on your lap while you're petting him
He's pretty playful still so even in a hunter/prey thing he'd be fun about it (idk I can't explain better haha)
He has a lot of energy. I'll let you figure out how you wanna tire him out lol
#hmm i might think of more later lol#every time i try to draw a full on werewolf i fail miserably at it#i can only do the ears and tail#but that might be fun so I might lmao#i do actually have a werewolf oc btw if anyone is interested lol#oc diaval#obey me diaval
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Did a concept for demon Diaval
The one who actually went to the Human world for the exchange, lol
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And here is my exchange student ! Or my my OC based on one of the original exchange student, Diaval ! 💫
He was the demon to have gone alone in the human realm while Belphie who was to go was locked up. So I imagined his appearance and his character ! How he was and how he changed about his situation during the exchange 🤔
Noted that I heard that his name was apparently taken from another character in an old SWD game. I went to see him and I was inspired by him !
I kept small details of SWD's Diaval that I incorporated into my OC, like his preference for chocolate and his demon mark on the eye that became vitiligo marks ! (well, maybe it's not just vitiligo, who knows ?👀) I love this kind of skin and I find that it is not represented enough, so I take advantage of it lol. 💫
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I can see him as the guy who wasn't too reassuring at first, a little cold even, but who adapts quickly and becomes a bit of a crackhead lmao. I also think that he was not chosen at random to participate in the exchange program.
I think RAD proposed if certains demons wanted to participate, and he was one of the few, if not the only one, to agree to do so. Probably because he is an average demon student, that his classmates make fun of him a little sometimes, he is nothing more than them, so he wanted to make a difference. 💪🏻
He wanted to show them that he was equally capable of too, or even of doing better !
So this is the beginning of his story 👀 I have some other sketch of him during his year in the human realm, but I think if you want to imagine any particular adventures for him, I would be happy to discuss it with you ! 💫🙌🏻
I will soon redo a post to make a little Q&A with him ! It will help me a lot to develop his character if you ask him questions about him, his character, his life... ect. So do not hesitate to be curious ! Even in this post too 🙌🏻💫
#obey me#obey me fanart#obey me otome#obey me! shall we date?#obey me oc#obey me diaval#obey me exchange students#obey me demon#obey me lucifer#obey me mammon#obey me leviathan#obey me satan#obey me asmodeus#obey me beel#obey me belphegor
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Rei.EXE has stopped working.
I drew Rei with @property-of-diavolo 's OC Diaval. I definitely imagine him wanting to mess with this little disaster when they're just trying to bring lunch to Beel.
#obey me#obey me shall we date#other's ocs#oc diaval#rei#rei obey me#pretty men plus flirting means rei cannot compute
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Yall remember Diaval? I'm gonna design him! (I can't draw)
He's on the thicker side, not muscly but not fat, he has strong legs, thick waist, broad shoulders, mediocre upper body strength, his skin tone is somewhere between Mammon's and Diavolo's, his hair is a dark blue and a little bit longer than Solomon's, a kind face with soft blue eyes.
When he comes back from the human world, his style is "farm boy" tshirts and blue jeans and boots or sneakers.
His demon form has horns kinda like Hellboy's, he has a set of hummingbird-esque bat wings in the middle of his back, his outfit is open back (think along the lines of a boyfriend killer sweatshirt but not as long), his pants are ever so slightly baggy but still fit, his shoes are just sneakers. He doesn't really do jewelry or accessories.
He's probably about 5foot7.
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