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chi-the-idiot · 4 months

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Got back into Obey Me hell (heh) and I think we are all too fixated on the idea of Diavolo and Lucifer being an established couple at the begining of the game that we forget the potential of the secret third thing:

The Friends With Benefits with Mutual Pining Awkwardness

Think about it.

Diavolo, who has always had a crush on Lucifer, but never really said anything about it because 1) he was being obvious already, 2) his position doesnt really allow him to make any demon his partner, and 3) he is convinced Lucifer would never take him.

Lucifer, who after years of working under Diavolo and trusting him, they become close friends and confidants. He has started feeling something towards the prince, however he doesnt really want to dig into it for too long. If it's anything close to what his brothers have been teasing as "romantic", that will only promise disaster.

But for both of them, ignoring feelings so deep is difficult. They always end up entangled with one another in some way, and they've both assured eachother that it means nothing at all. No feelings attached whatsoever.

Then, enter MC. A lowly human assigned to live with the demon brothers in the House of Lamentation. As the year goes by, Lucifer appreciates the MC more and more for their efforts to bring his family together, to the point of falling in love with them as well. At the end of their first year, they enter an established relationship.

Diavolo, on his part... he doesn't really know how to feel. On the one hand, he is glad that his plan worked. Demons and humans can coexist, the brothers and MC are proof of it. He is also aware that MC is good, they do not chase to harm his demons. But on the other hand, a part of his heart breaks at the notion that he may have lost his chance with the morningstar. A chance that may have never existed in the first place, but still...

As the second year rolls around, Diavolo eventually gets to interact with MC and, much like Lucifer, ends in a relationship with them.

However, neither of them can really forget their feelings for one another.

Which is when MC steps in. They know both their boyfriends are pining for one another, and although it was fun for a while, their constant "will they - won't they" has begun to annoy them. So, they enlist the help of the rest of the demon bros...

Matchmaking shenanigans ensue

#diavolo x lucifer #obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me nightbringer #omswd #obey me lucifer #obm lucifer #obey me diavolo #obm diavolo #dialuci #obm dialuci

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here-kittykitty · 4 months

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PLEASE MAKE MORE FUCKED UP BROTHER HCS. IVE BEEN SAYING FOR SO LONG HOW THEIR DEMONS AND SHOULD ACT LIKE DEMONS.

I FEEL SO STRONGLY ABOUT IT

When the brothers instructed you to keep snacks for Beel on hand, they weren't kidding. He's the sweetest boy across the three realms but there are times when he has to physically leave a room if you're in it because he's so hungry that if he stayed there for one second longer he would forget why he hasn't eaten you yet.

Levi is a black hole. He envies and envies, and it sort of spreads. When he's in one of his moods it's near impossible to hang out with him without slowly falling into it, and it can materialize differently depending on the person. Some humans lash out against the subjects of their jealousy, some obsess over themselves in a fruitless attempt to claw their way up the golden pillar they've set others on, some just curl up and stay there. It's no small miracle that you deflect most of the bothers' powers, since most humans go mad with it.

Being with Lucifer makes it impossible to forget what he is. The others have something of a personality barrier, you get so caught up in the heartsickness that you can put it to the back of your mind. But even at his sweetest moments, the way Lucifer carries himself, callous authority and cutting superiority, always leaves you with the gnawing reminder that you're taking your life in your hands.

Barbatos is a collector of secrets. He also makes lovely conversation and even better tea. He loves your company, so he has you around every week or so. You don't even realize how much of yourself you've shared until you arrive at your usual tea party and see your favourite flowers arranged in the middle of the table, which is adorable and you tell him as much. Then it's small gifts, toys you missed from your childhood, things that most remind you of home, something you swore you lost at the beach once a few summers ago, all left in front of your bedroom door. It isn't until he starts offering forgiveness for your deepest regrets, comforts for your darkest shames, that you truly realize how much he's gotten out of you.

Sometimes you wonder if Diavolo sees you as a human. He's kind and he's doting, but it sometimes feels more like you're a very treasured pet or a porcelain doll kept on the highest shelf (So it won't break? Or perhaps on display, a monument to the legacy he's leaving). It's understandable, truly, he's one of the most powerful being across all the realms, but it's somewhat disconcerting.

#bestie i am so sorry this has taken so long aksjhadlskfad #you get barbie and dia too as a treat<3 andanapology #obey me #shall we date obey me #obm #obmswd #obm beel #obm beelzebub #obm levi #obm leviathan #obm lucifer #obm barbatos #obm diavolo

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ghibaby · 1 year

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MC: WOW, lord Diavolo! I didn't know you could ride a horse!!

Diavolo: you're so funny MC, of course I can, I'm a prince! I can also ride a dragon you know?

MC: can you ride my face?

Diavolo: excuse me??(//////////)

MC: no?

Diavolo: I-I mean.!!(////////)

MC: 👁️👄👁️

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2kmps · 7 months

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diavolo gets a new hobby: reading tea leaves. he decides to share the new experience with you.

notes; 2.1k, not really proofread, written in 2021 so this is based off original obm game- not nightbringer, smoochies w/ diavolo 🫰🏻

The tea leaves always read a different fortune to him every time he looked. Out of habit, he hurried through his first cup to see the formation of the leaves look as they floated to the bottom and settled in clusters, taking on rather intriguing shapes that looked a lot like nothing.

From the inside of his jacket, he plucked out a little red book of whimsical divination, detailing thousands of different interpretations for why those tiny specks looked like that. This one promised him a lucrative future and fulfilling love life.

This one had to be accurate, it was most pertinent to the happenings of his life and what he wished for, after all. It was more the latter than anything else that jostled his spirits, coaxing his shoulders a little higher and his smile all the more dazzling as a satisfied hum vibrated in his throat.

His only complaint was that the divination he received was a little vague, that was the downfall of relying on that as a measure of reading the future as opposed to going to a fortune teller or palm-reader. All of that aside, it didn’t dissuade him from reading for the teapot centered in the table to pour another cup for yet another try.

This time, he wanted it a little more specific on his love life. If he couldn’t get a name, maybe he could at least figure out the qualities of the person he’d end up with. Admittedly, he already had compiled a list of those in chronological order with an image of someone in mind.

“Young Master,” Barbatos announced with an amicable smile, arm rigid at his waist while he gave a slight bow. He sidestepped to allow you past him. “Your company has arrived. I’ll prepare the new tea leaves you requested.”

He offered a few excitable words of thanks to the butler, eyes alight like glittering gold and never faltered from you even once you took your seat at the table. The twitch was there in his limbs to reach across the table to touch you; grab your hand, tuck a hair behind your ear- anything, really.

“I’m glad you were able to come. The brothers didn’t give you too much trouble, did they?” he asked coyly, tucking his hands below the silk tablecloth to fiddle with the pages in his red booklet. “I did call you out of the blue. It didn’t really occur to me at the time that you may have had plans.”

As much of a chaotic whirlwind you were, miraculously, there were traces of modesty in tact with a real discomfort for causing issues not warranted by necessity.

You were a strange being with a good heart, perhaps that why you were so close to his.

“Oh, don’t worry about that.” Your reply was accompanied by a crack of laughter while you fiddled with the settings on your phone. He hoped you meant to turn it off. “I actually sort of snuck out. Don’t give that look, it’s not a problem. I promise! So, Lucifer recruited all of us to do a top-to-bottom scrub of the House of Lamentation. Wanna know why? Because-ah, well… never mind. Let’s just say that Mammon got way too invested at the casino, that blew up bad…”

Diavolo jutted his lips, pulling them down into a frown. “Sounds like he may have gotten involved with the crime syndicates, then. They’re difficult to regulate, though less of a problem than what they used to be. A couple hundred years ago, the Devildom would’ve been completely inhabitable for humans. They controlled a lot.”

“So, sort of like the syndicates, gangs, or mafia in the human realm, right?” you asked, grabbing one of the finger sandwiches from the silver tray on the table and popped it in your mouth. “Didn’t think they’d really be a thing here. Thought it’d be more like ritualistic torture or magic fights.”

He gave a hearty laugh that shook his shoulders, mirroring you as he took one of the miniature foods as well. “Oh, there are those, too. You’d need to go to certain ends of the Devildom where they’re more common, though. Even then, they’re forbidden.”

You didn’t talk with your mouth full, instead you gave a hum of understanding, a nod, and reached for another morsel. A petite cupcake was in your sights as Barbatos reappeared with a new tea spread atop of a platter of pure gold. Diavolo had to notice that the particular set he chose was a favorite; all of the components were clear glass with unique craftsmanship on the spout which was twisted yet elegant and poured marvelously. The individual cups were the same glass with the addition of white porcelain at the base and their handles, finished with delicate traces of gold.

“For the tea,” Barbatos started, just touching two fingers to the top of the lid as he tipped it towards your cup first. Neither Diavolo or you had paid attention to the fact that there had been liquid inside, albeit as clear as the glass that contained it. As it surged forth and gushed from the spout, it turned crimson in the air and in your cup. “Incredibly rare leaves with a blend of berries.”

You looked like you were ready to go feral and spring atop the table in absolute astonishment at witnessing this. Diavolo had seen it once before at a meeting many moons ago, although it was still as fascinating as the first time he had seen it. It was your reaction that he treasured the most, seared into his memory; it was truly the only reason he requested for Barbatos to hunt it down for him.

He watched as you settled into your chair again, smoothing out the fabric of your shirt as though to disguise your embarrassment. You only grabbed your cup once Barbatos had filled the other and Diavolo hooked a finger through the dainty handle, holding it aloft to toast you. It was a gesture that you were eager to reciprocate.

“To an afternoon with… really… the best company I could ask for.” The air cut with a sharp clatter of glass, however gentle it actually was. Diavolo lifted his shoulders towards his ears, feeling heat crawl up them from his neck. “Truly, the amount of joy I feel when we’re able to have time together like this- it’s immeasurable.”

Your smile broadened. “I always look forward to it.”

Finally, he rewarded his bravery with a sip of the tea. The warm wafts of steam swirled around his face, filling his nostrils with a showstopping sweet aroma that he thought he could already taste in the back of his throat. Other traces were far more subtle, a little more of a task for him than he was willing to put into the drink.

All that mattered was your reaction.

His gaze remained on you still, always. Once you took a sip, he did as well, though he let his lips linger on the rim of the cup for a while afterwards. While the tea itself could almost be described as overwhelmingly sweet in smell, it was far more tart in flavor, making him pucker and salivate. It clung to the back of his throat, heavier in body than he recalled from the one other time.

Overall, it was a delightful foil to the monotony of other blends he had tried recently.

He was first to finish the cup, turning it inward to where the remnants of dried berry and crushed leaves lay at the bottom in a rather peculiar pattern that he had never seen before. It prompted a look of marvel and retrieving the red booklet from beneath his thighs where he had tucked it earlier.

“What are you doing? Is something wrong with your tea?” you were trying to get a better angle of what was going on. “Seriously, what?”

It was the perfect moment, he thought. He was quick to rise from his chair, moving it across the shriveling grass below until he was able to root the legs down next to you. Still in his grasp were the cup and booklet, both of which he held up between your bodies. “I’ve never seen this kind of pattern in tea leaves before. This book has thousands of different meanings. I think this one is special!”

Your head remained still, though your eyes roamed from the booklet to him and back again a few times. “I didn’t know you were into reading tea leaves, Diavolo. Definitely not what I expected.”

Again, he gave a laugh that felt like it even rumbled in his stomach. “Haha! Well, I guess you could say It’s a new hobby of mine! I find it fascinating there’s so many ways to read your fate and fortune. Worth mentioning it’s all for fun, though.”

That wasn’t the complete truth.

“Does reading tea leaves sort of fall into that grey area where you shouldn’t try to alter the future or something? Impede natural progression of fate or whatever?” you were genuinely curious, he could tell when you took the cup from him and rotated it in your own attempt to make sense of it. “Kinda looks like a weird heart, don’t you think?”

“Oh, so you see it, too? I bet that means something good.” He moved closer to you, arms and thighs flush to one another. “Barbatos' power is on a different level from reading tea leaves for fun. It’s also real. Fortune-telling in most of its forms is real too, but easily falsified. We have the fake psychics in the Devildom as well. You just never know if you’re getting something authentic, or something for a quick grimm. It’s almost harder to regulate than the crime syndicates.”

Diavolo was suddenly very aware of the weight of your body against his side as you leaned into him, holding the cup up near both your faces. “I can imagine. So, if it’s not illegal for us to play around with it… what does the heart thingy mean? Love, probably?”

“Probably!” he agreed, wildly perusing the pages until his eyes landed on a picture with a heart formation mostly similar to one in the cup. They were never precise. “It says… hmm, I see. This book in particular is saying that how well formed the heart is determines how the flow of a relationship will go. In this case, I’d say… it looks… off… a bit.”

You sputtered a laugh, sticking your elbow against him. “Don’t sound so upset. It’s just tea. Besides, isn’t the nature of most relationships a little up and down? The heart doesn’t look that messed up, Diavolo.”

“Mmm, that’s true,” he sighed, flipping to the next page to continue the explanation. “The issue I take most with tea leaf readings is that it’s all just so… nebulous. The shape of the heart itself may not even mean much; it could just be that there’s a relationship in my future that may go well, or not at all. It doesn’t always tell you that much.”

Your cheek was resting against his shoulder at this point, using it as an anchoring point to make it easier to read the booklet he held up. He hoped that you couldn’t hear the sound of his heart thrumming against his ribs; it was deafening in his ears right now.

“So,” you wet your lips with the tip of your tongue, “It’s, like, if you get an omen in your cup that doesn’t necessarily mean that omen is gonna fuck you up. It’s more like, the omen is going to be present in some shape or form?”

Diavolo couldn’t care less about the booklet at this point, not with how you were nestled against him like this. “Hmm, that sounds about right.”

“So,” you continued, slowly tilting your face up so you were able to see his. “That means you shouldn’t let the reading dissuade you from anything. You should just go for it?”

He saw your eyes drift from his towards his lips, it made his jaw clench and breath catch in his throat. You had tendencies to be forward with things, but he hadn’t expected it in these circumstances. It was almost embarrassing how much of a brainless fool he became when you were with him.

It was as his arms wound your body, holding you firmly against him while his lips danced across yours in several fervent kisses that he realized he didn’t care much for any of that.

divider; @/anlian-aishang

reposted from my deleted blog, cardeneiv

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