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apoorhuman · 1 year

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Satan: i accidently yelled at mc and they started tearing up and ended up crying while muttering "I'm sorry dad" All over again, it took me two and a half hour and an unimaginable guilt to comfort them

Lucifer: *listening to Satan while reading mc's document* where are they right now?

Satan: in their room sleeping

Lucifer: *putting mc's document* call the others we're going to kill a bastard- no an asshole

Satan: do you know where that thing (the bastard) live?

Lucifer: yes, don't waste anytime now call the others

Inspired and little bit copy by this

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obeyme-lost-thought · 7 months

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Lucifer Angst: Nightmare

Spoilers from lesson 16 and 38. Based on the choice "Myself" (or more like Yourself) for the 38 and in general, the base of this one-shot.

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Lucifer always had nightmares. From the Celestial war to Lilith death in his arms. But then, you came.

He never thought, that a little human like you, could ever give him so much more material for his nights.

Your first year in devildom hadn't even ended before yours body was on the floor, dead. Purple marks on your neck, his dear little brother near you. And then... poof. Dissappear. Your siluet was no wher to be found for some moment, but then you come back, as if nothing ever happened.

Yes, all's well that ends well.bBut the times in which you wasn't there ? The fear of all the things that he had to do... protect Belphi, dealing with his brothers' pain, going against Diavolo... and accept the fact that in his tomorrow you wasn't there.

Still... you was all right. You was still there and everything was ok. Just another bad memory.

... As if destiny would leave him alone. As if it's actually that memory what make him get up in the middle of the night to make sure you're alive.

That because the moment he closes his eyes... you're in his arms, with the Night Dagger in your chest. Blood on his hands, on your and his shirt, on the floor...

Your heavy breath is mixed with Lucifer's fast heart beat. A little smile on a face surrounded by tears, both yours and his.

Yet you manage to speak a little. You can remind him how it's all his fault this time. As it's always been his fault. How you stay close to him has always cost you a lot, and now you are paying the final bill with your life. How incapable he is of protecting those he cares about. As maybe, he should disappear. As he should have died, not Lilith, or you.

And so, listing all his sins, you die with your head resting on his chest, while he tries in vain to save you. Because how could a demon, who wasn't even capable of being an angel due to how dirty he was inside, ever stay alongside a pure soul like yours without causing it any harm?

No matter how much he calls your name, how much he try to heal the wound caused by the dagger with magic. Only Simeon can save you, but he doesn't come. He will never arrive. Lucifer is locked in your room unable to help you. The blood is everywhere now and the smell almost suffocates him.

Why did you choose yourself? He was the one who had to die, he asked you for exactly that. He is the one who sacrifices himself for others, not the other way around.

You always put your life in dangerous situation, you always die...

...So please, when Lucifer wake up, if you hear him go into your room, don't say anything. Let him watch you for 5 minutes, let him check your pulse. Give him a chance to make sure you're alive.

And please, stop dying in front of him. He can't take it anymore.

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Just me or write angst is more simple? Like, I'm sadistic to them or masochist to myself... probably both.

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lala3244 · 5 months

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Sadness (Simeon)

~ I got sad a couple of days ago, seeing my manager being bullied by his boss and I was in the middle of it but I didn’t say anything for it to happen 😩 and it was after a few events that had happened earlier in the day. I needed comfort at the time and thought about Simeon and how I think he is always gentle.~

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warnings: mention of naked body, but nothing really sexual, sad feelings, can’t think of more?

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You woke up later than usual as it was your day off and no one had classes today. You woke up feeling a bit sad today and utterly tired. You could hear the brothers already arguing, you sighed as you prepared yourself mentally to affront the chaos that was sure to be happening right. You went to the breakfast room and saw the chaos you heard. As usual, Mammon was being insulted by his brothers for a scheme that had backfired and he lost a few grimms for his brothers. You shook your head as you never understood why they lent him money in the first place but it wasn’t your place to say anything. You saw the second born struggling to defend himself and it made you even sadder and this feeling didn’t go away. Everything you saw made you sad, not sad enough to cry but a lingering sadness that would not leave no matter what you did to have it go away. So you decided to let it take over your body and live with it for the day.

Simeon had texted you earlier to see if you wanted to come over to Purgatory Hall. Your heart skipped a beat at the proposition. You said yes straight away! You had no plans for the day and you could escape the chaos for a quiet day with the sweet angel. You smiled for the first time today when you were headed towards the angel’s house. Your spirits were lifting up a bit when you saw Simeon open the door for you with a big smile then his smile faltered when he looked at your face. He ushered you inside. “What’s wrong?”

Your back was facing him and you shook your head. “Nothing. I am feeling sad”. He grabbed your elbow so you would turn and finally face him. He tilted slowly your head towards his with his long fingers and when you met his gaze full of compassion, you hid your face on his chest and wrapped your arms around his waist. He chuckled a bit and slowly encircled his arms around your body. The sadness faded away but it was still anchored in your heart. You stayed in this position for a few minutes then he pulled away from you. “I was going to propose that we should bake something but I know when I don’t feel good I enjoy a warm bath with a lot of bubbles. Would you like me to run one for you?” You thought it was a weird idea but coming from that sweet being you didn’t think too much about it. “You? You feel bad sometimes?” You quirked your eyebrow at him and he laughed. “Yes I do. Come now.” He opened his hand and you happily took it then you followed him to the bathroom.

You watched him run the bath for you, choosing which bath salt to put in, lighting some candles and put them carefully around the bathtub. It felt nice to have someone looking after you instead of you looking after everybody else. When he was done, he turned around. “I’m going to grab some towels so you’ll have time to undress and get inside the bathtub.” You looked at him and smiled. He left and you started to undress. You put a foot first to test the water and you realised it was at the perfect temperature so you sat down and let the bubbly water cover your whole body. After a few minutes, you started to relax, eyes closed while your mind enjoyed the quietness. You heard a knock on the door and, eyes still closed, you spoke “come, Simeon, I’m already in the bathtub”. You heard the door opened but you didn’t move then after a few seconds of silence you opened one eye to see the angel standing, hand still on the doorknob. You felt a smile creeping up but you stopped it.

You looked at him with both eyes. “Come and join me”. You didn’t wait for him to answer as you sat up so you would leave space for him to sit behind you. He froze at your suggestion and you started to worry. You didn’t really know much about angels and intimacy. Was it a sin to take a bath with a human? When you started to apologise, he was removing his clothes except for his boxer and sat behind you. You suggested it but you didn’t really think he would agree. His legs were on either side of your body and he pulled you towards his chest by wrapping his arms around your waist. You melted at his touch and leaned your head on his shoulder. You enjoyed the warmth emanating off of him, the contact of his skin against yours and you realised it had been a long time since someone held you like that.

You broke the silence with a whisper. “This is nice”. You felt him nodding against your hair. He moved his head lower. “Yes it is” It was barely a whisper but you felt his breath fanning over your ear and it brought some feelings you hadn’t had in a while. You felt his lips lightly brushing against your ear then descending on your neck. You tilted your head a bit on the side so he could have more access. He kissed your neck lower and lower and you shivered. He stopped and looked at you. “Are you cold?” You chuckled and shook your head. You felt him smirk against your skin. “Shall I continue?” You nodded, loving the feeling. He continued, real slow. His hands had moved and he was now caressing your sides. His kisses had brought him on your shoulder then he went back up, still slow, still with light kisses. Your mind was in absolutely bliss. You thought about nothing but Simeon’s lips on your skin and his body touching yours then a knock snapped you out of your trance.

Simeon’s hands tightened around your waist, frustrated by the interruption and you heard a small voice coming from the door, it was Luke coming back from wherever it was. “Simeon! Come on! We brought some cakes you NEED to taste!”

The angel chuckled and shouted back “Yes, I’m coming.” You heard the footsteps running away from the door. The angel stood up and stepped out of the bathtub so elegantly you couldn’t help but watch him. He grabbed a towel and opened it so you could also step out of the water while hiding your body from him. He wrapped the fabric around you before getting one for himself to dry off. You stood there dumbfounded by the whole situation. He turned around and smiled, he stepped closer to you and brushed his fingers against your cheeks.

“Are you okay?” You blinked a few times and pressed your body, still wrapped with the towel, into his then you tiptoed and brushed your lips against his as a silent permission, he dipped his head so your lips were finally touching. He grabbed the back of your head and deepened the kiss. A shout came from downstairs muffled “Simeon! Hurry up.” Simeon chuckled again and put his forehead on yours, a small smile on his handsome face. “I guess we need to go” He kissed your forehead and started to get dressed then left the room but before leaving, he turned around and looked you up and down with a smug face. He closed the door and you dried off then got dressed. You definitely weren’t sad anymore!

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THE END

Thank you for reading ❤️ sorry for any mistakes!

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rensphilia · 1 year

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TW: sadness. Post-MC death.

Rain drips down Mammon's face as he looks up at the cloudy sky. It's cold, but it helps wash away some of the tears streaking his cheeks. ".....me an' you, we had a good run, didn't we, Treasure?" His voice is soft, still full of love even after all this time. Your grave is faded, the letters of your name worn away with time and exposure to the elements. Still, Mammon rests his hand on top of the stone, and that same smile crosses his lips. The one that changed, when you passed.... no longer carefree, his smile is bittersweet, but still so full of love. "Ya wouldn't believe what Asmo got into today. He brought home this scarf thing, said is was th' latest an' greatest.... only the thing started wrappin' around everyone who came close. Pulled almost all of us in ta this big tight cocoon kinda thing.... Lucifer about had a stroke." A soft chuckle, then a sigh. "You woulda laughed.... I miss yer laugh." He sighs and sits next to the cold stone, resting his head against it as though he was leaning on your shoulder. "....ah, ya don't wanna hear me be sad.... ya never did like ta see me cry. Ah, lessee, what else happened since last I was here...? Oh, I got that gig I told ya about... got some good cash from it, went up on a spendin' spree. I... got ya some stuff. It's in yer room, like all the rest...." His voice trembles. ".....sorry. I just miss ya, Treasure..... I hope ya come back, someday..... I hope ya ended up in the Celestial Realm. I hope ya happy.... but ya know me. I'm greedy..... I want ya here. With me, where ya belong...." His voice breaks, soft sobs shaking his shoulders as he hugs the cold stone that's nothing like your warmth. "Come back ta me, Treasure..... please?"

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clxudlst · 2 years

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Lucifer finds Mam's on his bed

Main masterlist:

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Angst a little?

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Lucifer certainly didn't predict that his younger brother would be in his bed, it did remind me of how before the fall that Mammon would always find comfort in others bed, especially his and Liliths

Lucifer at that moment didn't know what to say, you know the moment when you just feel numb and rethink what happened? Yeah that's what Lucifer was experiencing, as his thoughts were in chaos he didn't notice how he subconsciously had sat down next to his brother and covered him up with a blanket.

At that moment Lucifer felt lost, like a child when you leave them at their own disposal somewhere unfamiliar, the same feeling when they fell he couldn't fathom how Mammon after all this time still chose to stay here even though he had the means to leave

After everything, didn't he resent them? For Lucifer it would have been better to have been resented then knowing his brother chose to stay after all the abuse hurled at him, it would have been not fine, he subconsciously had muttered "I'm so sorry Mammon" if only he could say that to him face to face

Lucifer snapped out from his daze and went to his desk to finish his paperwork... After all it's better then to think about it

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celestialfantasiess · 1 year

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When they talk in the original game about Satan and how they would raise him and each teach him something else you would imagine a small child learning said child how to talk, eat and walk. U imagine a small baby Satan. And then you start playing obey me nightbringer and you have this full grown dude with the temper tantrums of a toddler. And the brothers didn't raise shit, if they didn't feel like dealing with him they would just shove the dude who just came into existence into a locker tied up with chains. Which does make me question did Satan just spawn into existence as a full grown man? Because he came forth out of Lucifers wrath and is thus the embodiment of wrath but did he just like spawn?

Satan's birth:

Lucifer, angry beyond comprehension:

Satan, spawns into existence:

The other brothers: Who the fuck is that?

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thecherrypitpie · 1 year

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thinking about how my obm mc's relationship with satan is very parental (my mc identifies as a woman so maternal)...

i've said it before and i'll say it again, but lucifer is satan's PARENT regardless of how he wants to play it. you birthed him, sir. that is your child.

and over the course of playing og obm and now nightbringer it's shown over and over that satan feels different and even alienated from the rest of the family because he was born during the Fall and thus was never an angel.

nightbringer has just solidified the feeling for me that mc and satan have a parent/child relationship in that it seems mc was the one to help satan learn to self soothe and regulate his emotions, bond with the others, develop a more robust sense of self, and run interference between him and lucifer.

also angst: imagine if satan's so closed off and withdrawn at the beginning of og obm because he lost his mom when mc disappeared from the past 🥺 i done went and hurt myself

#obey me nightbringer #obey me lore #obey me headcanons #obey me #obey me mc #obey me oc #obey me sad #obey me satan #obey me lucifer #lucifer obey me #satan obey me #found family and make it parental

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ynlcau · 1 year

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obey me! headcanons (disgresion is advised)

lucifer

bro probably has a skin routine, and is very committed (mainly bc asmo harassed him to get one)

i feel like he would have a whole BAKERY for an ass. i mean, it would JIGGLE when walking

he sometimes can take opinions on himself to heart

i don't know why, but he smokes cigars. he looks like a cigar type of guy

but even tho he smokes them he would get PISSED if he saw his brother doing anything similar (cig, vapes, etc)

mammon

he would be the type to just stay on phone calls and do nothing. like when you're in the human realm, he like been on calls cuz it feels like your together

bro can walk in heels, don't ask why, he just can

i feel like if you had long hair he would love to braid it

he smells like a cat in a good way. some of my cats smell delicious so i feel like he would smell like them

TRANS MAMMON IS CANON, FUCK YOU 🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️

leviathan

one thing i think about constantly is that he smokes weed. and bro has the weirdest bongs

he's autistic bc i am, so i am correct 🥶🔥😈💯

he and asmo every now and then cosplay together. and they would like do each others makeup

this ones a little weird, but i think he's always hot. i could just be projecting, but i feel like when he is inside his room he wears less clothing and has a thousand fans on

satan (my pookie bear 😍😍)

BRO HAS FINGER TOES LMAOOO (don't ask why, he just does)

writes and edits fanfiction (with levi might i add)

once again, he also has autism bc i said so

i feel like once he lets his guard down, he stims infront of you

buys cigarettes from solomon (second pookie bear😍😍)

bonus: lowkey has a crush on solomon

asmodeus

he covers up any scars and such with magic bc it makes him feel imperfect 😭

i don't know why, but he had a goth faze

he vapes. frozen pineapple or strawberry watermelon. bro i don't know why this is a theme with my headcanons, but we going with it

when he finally realizes he's inlove with you, he deadass doesn't know what to do. bro gets flustered and panics

beelzebub

similar to mammon, he likes to braid your hair (if long) he finds it relaxing

has a 3ds and can BEAT you ass in mario car (also plays cooking mama 😍)

he loves to cook for you and clean. he is my malewife 😍😍

deadass just carries you around when he's bored

belphgor

nipple piercings 🥳🥳

bro love popsicles. especially blue raspberry and strawberry ones. he likes eating them with beel and you

COLD. ASS. FEET. little shit likes to put them on your leg when you about to fall asleep. has a smug ass grin too

smokes weed with levi and hangs out (mammon comes very now and then)

this is my first time posting on here so sorry if it's a little crap. i plan to write more headcanons for the bros and side characters. especially for asmo, but mine are kinda depressing for him. also sorry for all the smoking, my friend's birthday is coming up and ima get a little litty titty.

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alkiii1w · 1 year

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SPOILERS FOR LESSON 16!!!

i'm having a good day until i remember that one extra side story in lesson 16. like mc js left them to get belphie back n then mc leaves and never comes back??? thats literally so heartbreaking n i'm sobning

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apoorhuman · 1 year

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A burn out mc, had enough with everything, they're tired, they're sad, they need a hug and yet they can't bring them self to ask all of the loving people close to them, they want to cry to the brothers shoulders, they want to be hug tightly by the brothers, the angels, the prince, the butler, and yet their heart and brain said no, their body is refusing their own feelings, tired, exhausted, just want to stop and rest

Those less to them killing themselves, the brothers were devastated, everybody was grieving, but not as much as the brothers

They blamed themselves, why couldn't they stopped this from happening? Why couldn't they realised how their beloved mc was struggling and suffering in the inside? They could've prevent it, this preventable, but why? Why did they let this happen? The person that they cherished is now gone, they can't see them anymore, they can't hug them anymore, they can't talked with them anymore

Lucifer locked himself, piling up his work to forget the hurtful truth about his beloved mc

Mammon drown himself in gamble, piling up more and more debt to himself and working his ass off to pay it leading him to be less in home to avoid seeing the memory of him and mc made in there

Levi locked himself in his room, refusing to face the reality and now escaping to his own fictional world, putting all mc's game in a box that he kept in a secluded part of his room, leaving it untouched

Satan just stayed in his room that was now already torn because of his anger, his rage after their death, blaming himself more and more

Asmo just kept like usual, smiles and makes people charmed with his beauty, trying to cheer up his brothers, as he slowly crumbling more overtime by the truth about mc's tragic end, slowly and slowly losing his beautiful facade with him start having eyebags and messy hair

Beel rarely ate, as many foods reminds him of them, he tried to eat more so that he can stay in good shape and helped belphie, he can't be sick that will make mc sad, he can't be sick, he needs to be strong for them because that's always how they see him, but he's still weak because of all the guilt inside, blaming himself for failing to noticed mc's struggling

Belphie always to be asleep more, but under those looks he was suffering with the nonstop nightmare and horrible memory playing over and over in his mind, somebody must have hated him so much that they tortured him with those horrible memory playing on repeat, he blamed Himself and guilt always piling up in his heart

Mc was resting, after all of the tiring, exhausting time in their life they get to rest now, yet they still beside the brothers, looking out for them quietly

They finish Lucifer's work while he was asleep, or sometimes they makes Lucifer a sleep so that he can get some rest, putting some food and drinks in his table for him to eat while working when he's not looking, patting his head when he was asleep and saying assuring things that they're okay now

They put some Grimm's on the debt collectors under mammon name secretly, trying hard to make sure mammon didn't gamble too much by sabotaging most of the gamble machines, tucked him in while he's asleep and brushing his hair, and kiss his face to relieve him from the nightmares

Clean his room while he was asleep after gaming, covering him with blanket if he fell asleep while playing game, holds his hand while having a nightmare

Calmed Satan when his emotion start to take him over, place many books recommendations on his bed while he was asleep, sneak many cats to cheer him up, brush his hair and hold him while he was having nightmare

Assured him and saying many sweet words to comfort asmo while he was having nightmare so that he can enough sleep, caress his face and wipes his tear if he cried while he was sleeping

Placed many foods near beel's bed hoping he would eat it, sings a lullbaby while patting his head brushing his hair if he gets another nightmare, accompanying him every night, saying many things about that they're okay, that it's not his fault, that it's their choice to do that

Cover him with a blanket or tucked him in, sing lullbaby, cuddle him, asssuring that it's not his fault, it's not anybody's fault, tries to make his nightmare goes away and many

"Even if I was already gone but all of you are still my boys, sorry that I left you, but I will always be on all of you side, no matter what nobody can separate me from all of you"

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obeyme-lost-thought · 10 months

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Thank you, MC.

Thank you for all the things that you do for us.

Thank for always say what we want to hear. For using the words that make us happy. For be someone who love us, platonic or romantic.

Thank for not wanting to express your mind. For choosing from the option that we offer to you. For not make us deal with our errors.

Thank you, for be where we need you to be. For always coming when we call you. For not decline our requests, or do always what we like.

And I'm sorry, for not giving you the possibility to say what in your mind. For making you the MC that would be better for us. For not being enough brave to try to know the real you.

That because saying the true, I'm scared to hear what you really think about us. I'm scared to even imagine that you hate us, or hate all the situation in which you end up. I'm scared to meet a "you" that isn't our friend or our lover. We've gone wrong with you several times, making life difficult for you.

So please, will you continue to express yourself with the options that we give you? Will you continue to talk with your voice but not with your mind? Will you continue to be the one that we need and not the one you are? Will you continue to show us the happiness that we want? Will you continue to love us? Will you continue to forgive us?

Will you continue to be our exchange student, MC?

[Yes] or [Yes] ...

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It's a thought that I had for a some times, where the fact that we have to choose between the options is a way for everyone to ensure our love.

The one who actually talk can be anyone. I wrote it with in mind Diavolo, but it can be whatever you want.

Angst (?) we could say

(Maybe one day I'll rewrite it more long, but for now it's this way, short)

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umbra-davina · 10 months

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Ch. 19 has me cryin😭⚠️Huge Spoiler AHEAD⚠️

‼️Read at ur own risk‼️

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kpakrman · 1 year

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Mammon when you breakup with him

Like the shortest one shot, I’m hurting really bad rn Idek what this is really. One day at a time I guess.

He goes numb when the words leave your mouth.

He feels his heart shatter in a matter of seconds.

All that goes through this mind is all the memories you’ve made together. Every kiss, every touch, every look…

“Y-y/n please, don’t do this. Tell me what I did wrong. tell me…Please.”

Wanting to make everything right in that moment, mammon pleads to you with tears in his eyes

Seeing him like this makes you rethink if you made the right decision

But what’s done is done, it’s too late to take it back so you try not to look at him.

“Y/n” he says while he grabs a hold of you before you walk away. “Please…” he looks at you with innocent and sincere eyes.

“I’m sorry.” You pull away and leave before you begin to cry.

#obey me #obey me mammon #obey me mc #obey me sad #obey me breakups #obey me one shot #obey me x mc #obey me imagines #obey me x reader

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mylenapony11 · 2 years

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In Memory Of

This is a very angsty fic

Tw: mentions of death, loss, heartbreak, unhealthy coping mechanisms, and potentially slight sexual implications

“All the stars in the universe couldn’t outshine you. You’re both beautiful inside and out.”

That’s what you said all those years ago. Back when you had first arrived at the Devildom. Back then, when they could hold your hand.

Everyone was together once more, in the Demon Lord’s castle. The Angels, The Brothers, Solomon, and the Prince and his butler. They were here to honor a special human who had lived here many years ago. A human who was able to see and bring out the good in them all.

“It’s not fair…..” Mammon muttered, fists clenching “It’s not fair that they got to leave us.”

Asmodeus grabbed his older brother’s hand, giving it a little squeeze. In the past, these two couldn’t stand the sight of each other, but when the human, MC, became a resident in their home, they became closer. Closer because of MC, the human they both hung around so often.

“Well…” Lucifer spoke, breaking the silence “MC wouldn’t wish us to be so melancholy for so long. We are here to honor their life, and how they chose to spend their limited time with us.”

“That’s right. So please, everyone, make yourself comfortable. We have food and drink as well as activities.” Lord Diavolo smiled, a cheery tone in his voice. To the untrained eye, you would’ve never seen the strain in his smile or the tenseness in his muscles.

The guests dispersed a bit, looking around what had been set up. The banquet table was full of MC’s favorite foods and drinks. The games, ones that they enjoyed and had shared. The decor was their favorite flowers and colors.

Lucifer:

Lucifer sat near a fireplace, reminiscing. He knew he wouldn’t have to worry about his brothers, for they wouldn’t dare mess up an event so precious to everyone.

He took a sip of a ramune from the human world. It wasn’t that he enjoyed it, but the drink held a sentimental value to him. MC had once returned from their trip to the human realm and had gotten things for everyone. They had gotten him a black cherry flavor.

He smiled at the now empty glass bottle, the marble rolling around with a nice clink. In a strange way, it reminded him of their laugh.

“They wouldn’t want us to be sad” he chuckled solemnly “But my dear, it’s so hard to not miss you.”

Mammon:

Mammon was surveying the activities, trying his best to keep a cheerful mood. Yet his smile faltered upon seeing a set of playing cards. MC’s cards. They had taught him some new games to do with cards. Some that weren’t gambling, some that were. They had always been so creative he thought.

He opened the cards, looking through them. MC had painted over a standard deck, making them custom cards. Everyone had their own card, and he was painted as the Ace of Hearts.

He smiled softly, a tear falling on the card. He hadn’t even realized he was crying.

Leviathan:

Levi felt awkward to say the least. They had done this event a few times before, but it always made him a bit nervous. A bit out of place. Sure he had been good friends with MC, but was he really their friend? So many negative thoughts would fill his brain while attending the event. He would rather be at home, drawing out his sorrows with mindless entertainment.

Despite his unwillingness, everytime he won the mental battle. This event is for MC, stop making it about you.

He always made his way to the games and manga that they had enjoyed together. It doesn’t matter how many times he’s played it, watched it, or read it. He would do it forever if it meant he could be even slightly closer to them.

Satan:

Satan made a beeline to the piano. He remembered how you loved to hear him play, how you loved to have him play songs in different keys.

He wasted no time. After a small warmup he furiously played songs that you loved. You both may not have been as close as he would’ve liked, but he’ll be damned if he doesn’t do something to honor your memory.

You shared your passion for learning, literature, and animals with him. In turn he shared his with you.

Asmodeus:

Asmodeus, or Azzy as MC had called him, would go over to the old costumes that you both had worn. He would smile as he ran his hands over the fabric, remembering each event that came with them.

Shows, modeling, Devilgram. Anything and everything, MC was up for wearing the most eccentric and flashy outfits that came their way. They always had stood out from the crowd. If only they could perform one last show with me.

Beelzebub:

Despite what most would think, Beelzebub isn’t inhaling the refreshments. Instead the Avatar of Gluttony is dancing to silent music, his favorite memory being of when he and MC had danced the night away.

He had held them close, spinning and dipping them in his arms. Their eyes only focused on him, his stomach and heart full.

The sound of the band, the smell of their perfume, the feel of their hands on him as they moved in sync all throughout the night.

Belphegor:

To say their relationship at the beginning was rocky was an understatement. MC had been jumpy around him for the longest time, despite their attempts to hide their fear. But over the years, things had been left in the painful past. They had grown to be friends, ones who were comfortable with others.

Belphegor remembers the fun times, as well as the bad. But his favorite memory was going to a haunted house. It was cold, and was mind turning.

MC had held his hand, and he was thankful. Spiders, monsters, confusing turns, and the worst part, a drop.

It made him a bit panicky, remembering bad memories from the past, but with MC holding him he was able to make it through.

Diavolo:

Diavolo had excused himself from the event, returning to his room. Off of his dresser he grabbed a shell and a music box. Gifts given to him by MC. The song the music box played was Hidden in the Sand by Tally Hall.

The shell was from when they went to the beach a long time ago. It was a conch shell, red and gold colors. He would forever treasure their gifts and memories.

Barbatos:

“Young forever, what a joke” a harsh laugh escaped the butler’s throat. Every time he would always excuse himself to the kitchen, to wallow in the emotions he hid away from the world.

A bottle of demonus in hand, and pictures from a trip you both took once upon a time. You had taken him on a road trip along the coast, showing him the things in life you’ve always wanted to experience.

Of course there was more to that trip, but the Devildom would freeze over before he told anyone about the heart racing events of that trip.

Simeon:

Simeon would normally find himself eventually at the balcony. MC would always enjoy talking to him there. One of the most memorable conversations he had with them was about mortality, yet all MC said to that was “Life goes on.”

MC had always been aware of their mortality. Simeon wasn’t sure if it made them cruel or generous for spending their limited time with them.

Despite this inner turmoil, he calmed his mind, drifting to softer memories. His favorite was when he went dancing with MC. The club they went to was themed to be swing and big band music. He remembers smiling when MC once sang there.

Luke:

Luke grabbed some sweets off of the table and went to one of the more crafty sections. It had been a long time since MC was with them. He was almost an adult now.

Though he was a child when MC had been in the Devildom, he remembered them fondly. One of their favorite things to do with him was making things. Anything from food, to decorations. Over the years, he perfected making a paper version of their favorite flower.

“Are you proud of me MC?”

Solomon:

Solomon wished he had gotten to know MC more. They might have been friends sure, but they weren’t especially close.

His most memorable moments he had with them was when they helped him with his alchemy. Testing the effects and suggesting potential new ones. He smiled fondly as he remembers when one of his potions had an unintended side effect, turning MC into a small pink sheep for a while.

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obeyme-addict · 2 years

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Thinking about how everything that happens within the first 20 lessons is such a small span of time like what the fuck.

Honestly, the entirety of MC's life span is just a blink of an eye to the boys like they are millenia old. It makes me kinda sad tbh cause like 🙁 MC fixed all this shit and like this is all just a brief moment in their incredibly long lives and yeah MC made a lasting impression but also when they die the boys will feel like so little time has passed and ☹ sad hours commencing. THEY HAVE SO LITTLE TIME WITH MC IN THE GRAND SCHEME OF THINGS 😭😭 This is my villain origin story bc what the hellll

#was gonna post sum else but this was an unsaved draft that i apparently forgot about?#and tumblr was like 'wanna restore it?'#and now im sad again #obey me!#obey me shall we date #obey me! shall we date?#obey me #obey me boys #obey me sad #lucifer obey me #obey me mc #om mc #om! mc #obey me satan #im lazy so maybe ill add more tags later #obey me rant

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rensphilia · 1 year

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Beelzebub's Loss

In which Beelzebub mourns the loss of the one he loved, who had committed suicide. Lucifer deemed it fitting to burn the body, to prevent it from being devoured and their memory thus sullied. TW: suicide, death

Oh..... here it is..... I sit on the stained earth, leaning my back against the bloodstained rock. I pull the little vial of ashes out and hold it tightly against my chest. This is all I have left of them.... ".....Y/N....." my eyes sting.... but I've run out of tears by now. This is where it happened.... the scent of their blood is still here, even after all this time. What did they feel, in those final moments? Did they feel alone, without us?

I look up at the sky, watching blossoms blow on the breeze. It really is a beautiful day.... They would've loved it. We could've had a picnic together..... I'd tried to stay back, let my brothers have their time with them.... but now, I have to wonder.... if I had been there, been with them more, spent more time with them.... Maybe I might have noticed the signs..... maybe I might have seen how much pain they were in.... seen how bad it had gotten, that the pain of cutting themself off, and then leaving forever was preferable.

I trace over my belly, where our pact had been. Empty.... I feel so hollow inside, but it's so different from how I normally feel. This is.... similar to how I felt when I couldn't save Lilith.....

I couldn't save Y/N, either. I.... I hadn't even known they'd *needed* saving..... but.... that's just an excuse.... They'd tried before, after all. I should've payed closer attention, especially after that.... I should've spent every moment making sure they knew how much they meant to me and how much I loved them.... how much I still love them, even though they're gone.

Oh.... I guess I'm not completely out of tears, after all.

I sit in silence, closing my eyes and letting the stinging tears just flow down silently. Is this how Y/N felt? Is this how they felt when they had cut themself off from us, letting the world fade all alone?

Is this how Lilith felt? Is this how it felt for her, having to watch me save Belphie instead of her? I could never regret saving Belphie, though.... and Lilith would have wanted him to survive.

But, Y/N.....

They cut themself off from us, closed off their end of the pacts..... They didn't want us to feel them die..... didn't want us to have to see it...... That's why they had gone so far away, where we'd never be able to find them in time.....

The image of their body burning keeps playing behind my closed eyelids. I couldn't save them..... And.... Lucifer.... so callous, so cold as he just.... erased her. My own brother.... If I died, would he burn me away, erase me, too? What about Belphie? The image in my mind changes, shifting to Belphie burning, eyes glassy and cold......

No..... No, no, no..... I curl my knees to my chest, sobs choking out of me. How could I ever go on, after seeing that? And everyone else just moved on so quickly, like it meant nothing, like they weren't even important..... Even Mammon and Levi, who had constantly argued over who would get to spend time with them...... Was I the only one who cared that they had burned? They didn't even get a proper funeral..... We could have buried them with their human family..... They could have been together again..... I sob harder. So much loss, in one short, human lifespan..... So much pain.... I wonder if they ever regretted coming down here, meeting us.... loving us. I wonder if they regretted forming those bonds, becoming a part of our family..... They had tried her best to save us from our inner pain, and hurt themself further in the process..... They had always tried to my brothers happy, and the angels.... and me.....

“Y/N.....” I'll never be able to move past this..... never be able to love someone as deeply and truly as I loved them. They were a part of me..... and without them, nothing can ever fill this void.

#obey me #obey me dark #obey me beelzebub #tw: suicide mention #tw: suicide #obey me beel #obey me sad

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