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yandere-sins · 4 years

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Hi!! 💖 I’m back with another request, if you’re still taking them 😗 how about 40 from the supernatural prompts with yandere Asmo? Maybe he and his darling have been friends with benefits for while, but Asmo wants something more from them now? 👀

Thanks for coming back ♥ Hope you enjoy this!!

Rated Lime for explicit topics and language

“It’s just a simple love potion! Don’t worry, in just a few hours things will be perfect.”

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Barely, you stifled the yawn that dared to come over you as you reached over to the nightstand, pulling out some tissues from the tissue box. With them, you dried off your neck, happy to get the sweat off your skin. Had you always been this indifferent and bored after conquering the sheets with Asmo? You did encounter those feelings before once your session ended, but you had never been so utterly aware of it.

“Asmo...” you called out softly, your throat felt quite dry after the height you just experienced, having made you scream enough for the next few days. Immediately, his head snapped upwards, attention shifting from his phone to you with a smile falling over his lips. He quickly took the few steps from the bath to the bed, hopping on despite the pillows and blankets being in such disarray compared to his already clean and cared for body.

“What is it~?” he grinned, looking at you like a teenage girl crushing on a star.

“I...” You stopped yourself, wondering if what you were about to do was the right thing. Something you might have forgotten in the casual, fun, and intimate time with him, Asmodeus was still the Demon of Lust. It would be no wonder if rejection wasn’t one of his strong points. But at the same time, after being with him for a long time now, you felt like maybe... he’d understand your situation. You couldn’t help a sigh, and though he’d despise the wrinkles on his forehead, he looked at you concerned, as if he expected something had happened.

“I’ve just been thinking, maybe we should... end this.” With your pointer, you waved back and forth between you two. “The sex is great, absolutly wonderful, but every time we are done, I don’t feel the same satisfaction anymore than in the beginning.”

As expected, his jaw dropped in disbelieve of what he was hearing, eyes widening. You could almost pinpoint the moment the realization hit him as he worked your words through his head, and it made you bite your lip in fearful anticipation.

But all that came from him was a chuckle, a shake of his head as he rolled over and off his bed. “You’re breaking up with me?” he asked, in bewilderment, and you vaguely shrugged your shoulders. “I mean... It’s not like we were in a relationship,” you clarified, just wanting to make sure you both were on the same page.

“Well, of course not,” he huffed. “But I just want to make sure you know what you are doing. You are breaking up--” he paused, letting go of the towel around his hips, giving you an excellent sight of what you were currently trying to leave behind you. “--with this!?”

Ah, geez, you thought, grabbing for one of the pillows to throw it at him. Even a display of his junk wouldn’t change your mind about how you were feeling, almost relieved you would leave behind such a childish display of hurt pride. “Yes,” you clearly said, getting up right when he caught the pillow, displeased by you merely looking away and ignoring the fabulous things in front of you.

“I’m breaking up with the dissatisfaction and rumors I keep hearing about us. How you go around, telling everyone proudly how you owe me and what a good fucktoy I am.” Your explanation was bitter as you slipped back on your undergarments and pants. “I ignored it for a long time, thinking it was just people talking. But honestly, the things you call me while we are going at it, Asmodeus... They almost make me believe those rumors.”

Reaching for your shirt, you were surprised to find Asmodeus on your side of the bed, just a second faster in grabbing it. “You can’t leave.” His words were clear, but without any undertone in his voice. Raising a brow at him, you just chuckled it off, going for the shirt. It was a short tug of war that you won easily as he simply gave in. “Just think of all the things left to do...” he mumbled as he watched you get dressed.

“We can go steady if you want that?”

“What?” you immediately quaked as you pushed your head through the hole in your shirt. “I don’t want to get into a relationship with you--”

“Just think about it,” he interrupted you, circling until he stood right in front of you. You weren’t prepared for his sudden advances, automatically taking a step back as he moved forward, your body simply reacting. Unfortunately, the bed cut off your way, bringing you into a stumble until you fell back down onto the mattress.

Before there was even a chance to get up again, he straddled you, pushing you down by the shoulders with him on top, hovering over you. “There’s no one I’d want more to be my official partner. You are second to none but me, Baby.”

“How many people have you told that,” you asked, almost bored by his confession.

“NO ONE!” he snapped, surprisingly offended by that comment. “You are the only one I ever wanted in my life like this!”

“Asmo...”

“I can be faithful! I can... try at least. And you don’t need anyone else but me--”

You had enough of his blabbering, spouting rubbish left and right as you grabbed him by the back of his neck, pulling him down into a kiss. Asmo melted into the gesture, arms lowering himself on top of you to make it more comfortable while his tongue conquered every open inch of your mouth. He certainly was a good kisser, but not the lover you needed in your life after all. While he was full of passion, you felt yourself sighing into the kiss. At least, it made him shut up.

As if Asmodeus could ever dedicate himself to anymore. Let alone a mortal human.

When you had enough, you were the one to push him away, his lovesick, glazed over eyes shining as if he was about to cry from your rejection of his affection. But keeping him away by your full arm length, all he could do was mildly struggle against you unable to reach back down. “No,” you firmly announced, feeling like whatever you two had was completely over by your lack of feelings for him.

“But... But I love you?” he mumbled softly, though it sounded like a question rather than a statement.

“No matter what you feel, I don’t feel the same.”

For a moment, he got very quiet. From his expression, you almost read the five stages of grief until he suddenly seemed to sober up, letting out a long sigh. “Ooookay,” he finally agreed, and you wondered what the whole show he put on just seconds ago was about when he was able to put away the rejection easily after all.

Without your help, he climbed off you again, only now getting his towel back in place properly and walking over to the minifridge he kept in his room. “Will you have a last after-sex drink with me at least?” he asked so casually, it was hard to believe how upset he was just now. The tension in your body slowly left you as you breathed out, and considering his offer, you decided there was no harm. You two weren’t exactly on bad terms, and you wouldn’t have wanted it any other way.

Agreeing, he brought you a very pink bottle, the label unreadable for you, but he had one for himself in his hand too. I should really polish my demonic language knowledge, you thought to yourself as you clinked your bottle with his, taking a swig. There was sweet, and there was absurdly saccharine, but the last thing you wanted to be now after the whole ordeal was unthankful and complain about the taste.

It didn’t have a distinctive taste like bubblegum or strawberry, but that was probably because the amounts of sugar in it completely overshadowed the original flavor. “I-Interesting,” you mumbled, already feeling it bubble in your stomach, knowing that meant you’d have a bellyache for the rest of the day. Demon food just wasn’t made for humans in any way.

Swallowing hard on the sweet stuff, you clinked your bottle with his again as he held it up to you, bringing it to his lips as you did the same. You were glad it was so small, barely a third of a water bottle, because more of it surely wouldn’t have gone down your throat. But while his grin grew more and more mysterious as he watched you down the last gulp, his bottle stayed filled with the sirup.

“Oh,” you noted as you looked at his bottle. The sugar was really catching up to you, your heart beating rapidly, making your vision go blurry. “You’re not thirsty?”

“Not for this,” he answered, putting the lid back on his drink while the bottle threatened to fall out of your hand soon as you couldn’t keep your grip on it. “Wha- What is it exactly?” you asked as you tried to keep your composure while the world around you began to turn in quick movements.

“It’s just a simple love potion! Don’t worry, in just a few hours things will be perfect.”

You heard him say these words, and you remembered thinking to yourself what a bad joke that was. But after the crash of a glass bottle hitting the floor, you couldn’t hear anything anymore, losing control of your body and blacking out before you had a chance to do something against your condition.

And Asmodeus? Asmodeus was beyond ecstatic. He knew first hand just how bad those potions tasted, but you had always been too kind to refuse him. He wouldn’t have let you start now with refusing the relationship you two had. Those rumors had only been words he said as a matter of fact, after all, you did belong to him.

He could call you his little fucktoy whenever he wanted.

But he forgave you for the audacity of trying to leave. If he had to remind you of your place by his side, he’d be glad to start at the bottom again - he was a demon, he had time.

Pushing away your legs, he pulled out his fun box, searching for the sturdiest rope he owned. It was simply perfect for securing you, just in case the love potion wouldn’t work as well as it worked on other demons he tried it on before. Tensing it between his hand, Asmodeus decided that he just couldn’t risk you thinking about leaving again, even if that meant permanently restricting you from the possibility.

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ushidoux · 3 years

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Congrats on hitting 1K followers, you’ve totally earned it! 🥳 For your Valentine’s Event, may I request a HeartBeat stargazing date with Tendou? Tysm for hosting this! 💖

stargazing date + HeartBeat + Tendou

A/N: Thank you!! Tendou is a soft boy.

“Those are…,” you trail off, unsure as you point, then deferring to the constellation map on your phone before turning to look at Tendou, “I think Ursa Minor and Major?”

He’s laid beside you, his head resting on his hands as he lays on his back, and he doesn’t turn to look at you before answering, but you can see that he’s smiling.

“No idea~” he sings, and you laugh before looking back towards the sky. This time, your hand grazes along the thick blanket beneath you to fish for his hand, and you intertwine your fingers closely with his.

“Why did you suggest star gazing if you don’t care about constellations?” You tease, appreciating the warmth of his hand in yours.

“I just wanted to look at the night sky with you. No need to turn it into homework, silly,” he teases back, with a gentle squeeze of your hand.

You realize he’s right. Laying here, your hearts beating together and watching the phenomena of moon and starlight dotting the emptiness of space with him should be enough for the two of you.

He suddenly withdraws his hand to turn onto his belly, but he still faces you, you notice from the corner of your eye. The look on his face now, illuminated by the glow of a small camping lantern, is almost childlike in curiosity as he studies your face. You roll over quickly to match his position and raise your eyebrows.

“Hm?”

“I just realized you’re a lot more interesting than the stars,” he says.

The statement is a cliché, but it’s so genuine that it makes your heart melt.

“So are you,” you murmur back.

You both move a little bit closer, and maybe one of you turns out the lantern to shroud you in the comfortable darkness of the night, and soon, the stars gaze at the two of you instead.

#tendou x reader #tendou satori x reader #tendou #valentine's day event #mae.replies #mae.writing #ohno-otome

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ka-za-ri · 4 years

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@ohno-otome (つ✧ω✧)つ what’s this? A chance to write for an undatable? And Barbatos nonetheless??? Be still my beating heart! Also, I’m sorry, every time I write for him, I always go back to teas. Idk, something about butler and extensive tea knowledge is just so sexy. (I realized too late that the setting might not be as prominent... but I hope you like it!) Gender Neutral Reader

Setting: Walking home late at night Quote: “Please stay the night. I really don’t mind. I wouldn’t feel right knowing you’re sleeping by yourself. Character: Barbatos

On the rare occasion you got to invite Barbatos over to your place for tea, the two of you spent hours chatting and playing chess. The game was much less important than the conversation. Between moves, the two of you exchanged new recipes and discussed the importance of using the proper flour for cakes and cookies. Indeed, there was an important difference between a strong bread flour and cake flour when it came to making the perfect shortbread.

You learned quite quickly that the butler had some very strong opinions on baking and the proper accoutrements to a good pot of tea. Luckily, the etiquette wasn’t lost to you and most of the time when he was invited over, he only had minimal complaints. Part of you wondered if he was holding back his critiques just to humor you. However, the compliments he gave regarding your hospitality were completely genuine from what you could discern.

While the pieces on the board dwindled down until there was a clear winner, you got into a rather intense discussion regarding herbal teas. His knowledge was vast and it was enjoyable to pick his brain while concentration between moves. It also helped you capture more pieces if he went on a tangent about how to properly store freshly dried floral tea.

“Honestly, if only I could get my hands on some bergamot, I’d love to try and dry them for myself.”

“I’m sure it would be great in a morning or Earl Gray blend.” You concurred. “While we’re at it, might as well find some lavender and make shortbread to go with it.”

“Ah, I like the way you think.” He nodded, capturing a pawn with his knight. You kept tabs on his moves, trying to think ahead. Even if the game was ultimately unimportant, you did have a competitive streak which drove you to try and win any game you played against him. “I would rather save something as heavy as shortbread for a more robust drink. If I’ll be going out of my way to dry my own tea, then the accompanying food must enhance it, not compete.”

“So, what do you suggest?” You carefully moved your rook into place. If moved as you predicted, you could have him in check after a few more turns.

“Well, if you would be set on lavender, a honey cake could be light enough. Though, I suppose any citrus cakes would match better.” You could see a spark of excitement in his eyes as he voiced his thoughts on what an ideal afternoon tea would be like.

The discussion went deep into the night, even after the game had concluded. You didn’t remember who won, it might have been a draw actually. The more important reward was the rare opportunity to listen to Barbatos babble passionately about something he clearly knew a lot about. You had a feeling he didn’t often get a chance to talk about the intricacies of tea and the ritual behind a proper cup. Even if you didn’t understand everything, any time you got him on the topic, it was hard to get him to stop.

It felt right to walk him back to the palace. Even if it was late, Barbatos always courteously visited when you didn’t have to worry about waking early the next day. The trek back was lit by the eternal moon above and in that milky light, you wondered if he knew just how ethereal he looked.

The night was quiet, helping amplify his voice as he elaborated on a tangent he went on earlier. The usual long trek back to the palace felt like a casual stroll whenever he convinced you to walk back with him. Usually, Barbatos rode on the elation of getting to spend time with you and the memory of a pleasant tea time unhindered by duty got him through the lengthy walk. However, with you by his side, it was as if what little time he had got extended.

He should have felt guilty about taking up so much of your time, but for once, he was feeling selfish.

“My deepest apologies.” He said once the entrance to the palace came to view. “I did not mean to keep you up and out so late.”

“It’s not a problem!” You reassured, waving away his concern. “I always get to learn something new whenever you come to visit. Maybe next time I come to the palace, I can try those honey cakes you were talking about.”

His smile was soft, but the mirth in his eyes sparkled brighter than the stars above. “It would be my honor to serve you some.”

In a moment of reckless selfishness, instead of sharing your last farewells and watching you walk back to the dorms on your own, Barbatos extended an invitation you never thought you’d hear from him. “I’ve kept you out much later than is acceptable. Please stay the night.”

You blinked, wondering if you had misheard. However, when he stepped to the side and gestured for you to come in with him, you realized he had definitely invited you to stay the night. “I really don’t mind. I wouldn’t feel right knowing you’re sleeping by yourself.”

Again, you contemplated whether or not your ears were working properly. But, when you looked at him and noticed the faint blush on his cheeks and noticed how his gaze shifted just to the side of your head, you concluded that he was serious. “Are you sure Diavolo wouldn’t mind?”

“I will explain to him why you are staying. I can arrange for a proper guest room as we--”

“No, no.” You stopped him as he started to move away from you. “You said you didn’t want me sleeping by myself. I’m holding you to that.”

The blush on his cheeks darkened and he cleared his throat. Seeing him so flustered over something he suggested was a lovely surprise and you were sure to remember this night for the rest of your life. “Ah, well. I did not want to overstep any boundaries, and my quarters are rather humble…”

“Well, as long as I’m not sleeping on my own, I don’t care.” You shrugged, reaching out to him and tentatively holding his hand. “Is that okay with you?”

“Yes. Yes, that would be acceptable.” The soft smile he had on his lips widened into a full grin and he was more than eager to lead you to his room for the night.

“Great!” You nearly skipped behind him. His wide smile was infectious and you found yourself grinning from ear to ear as well. “Oh, one more thing.”

“Yes?”

“Can we have honey cakes and Earl Gray tomorrow for breakfast?”

Barbatos laughed softly at your request, his heart skipping a beat as he thought about how to accommodate your request without waking you in the morning while also spending as much time as he could beside you. “Yes. I do believe that can be arranged.”

#Swd Barbatos #Obey Me Barbatos #Barbatos x Reader #Shall we date Barbatos #Demon butler needs more screentime and love #My writing #A little over 1k words #Short read #requests #ohno-otome

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greediee · 3 years

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Okay whenever I see your url I think of blushy flustered obey me boys 😅 I just love the way you can make anyone look all sheepish, it’s adorable!

i am very invested in making these boys blush, i work hard to see them flustered XD

tell me what you think when you see my URL?

#asks #ohno-otome #ask game

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seijorhi · 3 years

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Oh my god so I just finished Rabid and I can barely BREATHE it’s so well done!! I always love the attention to detail you provide with the imagery and world building, and this is just another great example of that. I’m gonna be revisiting it for awhile, it’s officially stuck in my head. I didn’t know it was possible but I think I like Kyoutani even more now 😭💖

Ahh thank you so much!! I’ve been meaning to write for Kyoutani for ages haha, but I’m really glad you liked it! 💕💕💕

#ask #ohno-otome #rhi answers 💕#also I spent all night thinking about being rawed by kyou #he’s hot idk why

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spicysoftsweet · 3 years

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ignore the fact I weirdly wasn’t following you yet afabakJajaka

My fave is Terushima, pls tell me if this is gonna be my downfall

it's ok i'll just assume you hate me (lmfao this is jokes)

terushima's kid comes back with 1 pig and three sets of sparkly extravagant outfits for the three of you to match

then they try to convince you to start a traveling troupe called the terrorshimas and insists that you'll be a hit and can buy all the pigs you want

#mae.replies #mae has thoughts #ohno-otome

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pseudofaux · 4 years

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Oohh are you still in tipseu mode?? If so, could we get something nsfw with Kiro? Maybe with Kiro also in a tipsy kinda mood? I’m inexplicably in love with him rn and as a result I’m literally d e s p e r a t e for anything Kiro related 👀

Nothing inexplicable about loving Kiro! 😍😍😍😍 Like the other MLQC guys, he is SO MUCH. So much! There’s so much goodness and hotness packed in that body! Even though his naughty level is unusually high for someone his size.

I hope you will enjoy this! 🙇🏻‍♀️💕

He said he was going to drink to keep her company while she drank the wine. Her week had been hard and she had been clinging to the prospect of their late-Friday time together since 8:00 AM Monday. She didn’t know how his week had been, other than busy— he’d only been able to send stickers to commiserate and cheer for her. But at last, the week was done. And they’d have the night and all day Saturday together!

...which might not be a spectacular time, if he gave himself a hangover.

“Maybe you should slow down,” she said gently after his third glass of pineapple juice, red sugar, and alcohol.

“What’s the matter?” He crooned from the sink. Ar least he seemed to be in a good mood. “Are you looooooonely? You want me to wriiiite you a sonnnnng?”

She couldn’t help laughing. “Yes, I’m lonely. Come back to the couch!”

He leapt over it, miraculously spilling not a drop of his new, sunset-looking drink.

“I’m back!” he declared, beaming at her. She had to laugh again. He was so much cheer and sunshine. She hoped he wasn’t draining his own batteries to help her feel better.

“Tell me about your week,” she said. “I know you were busy.”

He whined and set his drink down on the expensive coffeetable. The bright colors stood out against the darkness of the glass, against the whole scene of his hideaway apartment, which was a mellow and refined space. She was already a little toasted, so his dramatic refusal and the silliness of those drinks he kept making made her giggle.

“All that matters to me is right now,” he said. “I just wanna be with you.”

She smiled. He was always this sweet after unrestricted access to fruit juice.

“I wanna hear your voice,” he said, shifting closer to her. “What do you wanna tell me?”

They’d already gone over her week. She shook her head.

“Nothing? I could make you sing instead...”

“Like karaoke?” she played along, smiling. There was always good drinking (and eating!) at karaoke, and Kiro’s agency always got them access to the best spots.

“No,” he said sweetly, taking her by the chin. Hot against her mouth, he whispered “Not like karaoke.” And then he kissed her senseless. It felt so good so fast she might as well have had several glasses of wine.

He made it wet, pressing her into the soft leather. His mouth stayed on hers and his tongue didn’t let up. Only when she was whimpering did he pull back to let her catch her breath, and by then she didn’t want him to be away from her, so she threw her arms around his neck and pulled him right back. Kiro hummed into their kisses, repeating the same bars and easing back until she realized what he was doing and she hummed them, too, grinning.

He fed her snatches of songs, humming for her to repeat them to him. And his fingers walked up her stomach beneath her blouse. They were warm and really it was more like they were running, because he moved fast until he got to her breasts. The arrival cut off his humming with a moan.

“You’re doing all the singing,” she teased. He narrowed his eyes at her and flashed a wicked, tempting grin.

“We’ll see.” He squeezed both her breasts but then took one of his hands away to stabilize himself as he kneeled in front of her. Then the hand went directly up her skirt, prodding at the gusset of her panties, too thin to hide how wet she was. “You’ve done your vocal warmups, huh?”

She would have smacked him, but he pinched her clit in that terribly clever way only he knew how to, and she yelped as her body bowed, trying to get closer for more, trying somehow to go through him and escape. He wasn’t having it, of course. He pinched her again, and this time her nipple, too.

Did she make even three minutes? It didn’t feel like it. Every time he brought his fingers together she moaned happily and slid all over the couch. He stayed with her, kept her in his grip.

“See? I like that song,” he said, pulling the hand between her legs away just to find the hem of her skirt and push it toward her waist. “But I think you can be louder, right?” And then he yanked her sticky panties to the side and hummed right against her clit.

#mlqc fanfic #mlqc kiro #mlqc fanfiction #mlqc #tipseu #ohno-otome

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saintshigaraki · 3 years

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Your upcoming Dabi angst.....I gotta be honest, Idk if I’ll survive it 🥲 I’m prepared to be broken

to be honest, im a bit of baby when it comes to writing angst. to the point where like. what i consider angst might not even be all that angsty lmao BUT i have to admit theres something about doomed love that just makes my heart go 💘💖💞💗💓💕

#andy 🌹#ask #ohno-otome

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therealvalkyrie · 3 years

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Ooh for your ask game! How about 13 and 36? 🤍

hi andy!! how’s your day going, love:3

13: how do you feel right now?

i feel pretty great!! much improved from last night, and i just had a delicious breakfast sandwich courtesy of my mom😌 everyone say thank you mama grace~

36: 3 dreams you want to fulfill?

1: i want to live alone in a city for at least a year

2: i want to adopt a cat:3

3: i want to get back into theatre in some way

come drop a question in my inbox!

#andy #ask valkyrie #ask games #ohno-otome

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otonymous · 4 years

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WIP Tag 📝

Rules: Type out the last line you’ve written from any WIP and tag as many people as the number of words

Thank you so much @ohno-otome for the tag! Your IkeSen flower shop AU fic sounds absolutely adorable! 🥰🥰🥰

Here is mine from a current Obey Me piece - NSFW, of course LOL:

“For as beautiful as the rest of Lucifer’s body was, his true crowning glory lay in the serpent between his legs.”

I’m gonna chicken out because I cannot conjure up 21 people to tag right now (without annoying all those lovely writers who have already been tagged multiple times!), so please feel free to contribute your WIP to this post if you’d like, my friends! I’d love to read it! 🤩💖

#wip tag #tag game #tag meme #ohno-otome #get to know me #get to know you #obey me #swd obey me #obey me lucifer #obey me smut #obey me lucifer smut #obey me WIP #my writing #gif with purchase #BTS #bts namjoon

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yandere-sins · 4 years

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Hiya!! Love your work 💕 May I please request 17 and 49 from your supernatural prompts with Diavolo? (Or like, whichever one you prefer!) ✨

How about both! Thank you so much for requesting my favorite character atm ;; I love Diavolo a LOT! Enjoy!

“I left my mark on you, isn’t that enough?” & “I haven’t met a human like you in a while… How interesting.”

»»————-———— ♡ ————————-««

Ever since you came to the Devildom, your interactions with Diavolo had been sparse. Of course, you two greeted each other in the hallways, or you saw him around Lucifer a few times. But your overall interactions with the lord had been as little as the activities you were actually doing the first two months living there. Aside from studying and hanging out with the brothers, you hadn’t exactly gone out or gotten in trouble with someone either. You had done nothing to be called into a private audience with Diavolo.

Accordingly nervous, you found yourself sitting on a chair right in front of the big work desk that was Diavolo’s place of command. Neither he nor Barbatos gave you much attention as he had just asked you inside and to take a seat, explaining he had to tend to this report before he had the time for you. You never had witness Diavolo at work, so this was quite new, and a little intimidating, as his expression was way more serious than the usual chipper one he greeted you with.

“[Name],” he called out to you, your mind spacing out as you fiddled with the hem of your uniform, wondering what you did to end up here. Without looking at his butler, Diavolo handed him the paper he had just written, Barbatos taking it and excusing himself with a brief nod in your direction. Immediately, as you met Diavolo’s eyes, his face cheered up, his usual big smile taking over his lips. “Sorry to make you wait, you probably were nervous when I called you here, weren’t you? I don’t plan anything bad, I promise!”

Laughing loudly, he had seen right through you, embarrassingly fast. But his words helped you to relax and take a deep breath, and you quickly replied, “It’s fine!”

“Good,” he chuckled, nodding knowingly. “I wanted to know if you were able to settle in and get along with everyone well. I hope no one is bothering you?”

Prompted by him to answer his question, you spoke freely about your experience so far. You had no reason to hold back about how well you got along with Mammon and Levi and were slowly warming up with everyone else, happy to tell him about how you spent a lot of time studying and progressing with your tasks. Diavolo made courteous nods and hums next to your tales, though his smile was slowly dwindling the longer you continued talking about other people rather than yourself.

“That sounds like you’ve been having a great time,” he noted, interrupting you and sending a sudden shiver down your spine as you heard an unsuspected chilliness to his voice.

“Ah, yes. It’s been going very well for me.”

“I see.” Standing up from his chair, you were almost urged to do the same, but he stopped you with a wave of his hand, making you sink back while he surrounded his table, leaning against the front. “You’ve been making a few pacts as I heard, I hope those demons have been treating you well too?”

Nodding enthusiastically, you couldn’t help but feel a sudden rush of intimidation wave over you. After all, you hadn’t spent time in private with Diavolo before, so you never quite noticed just how piercing his eyes were, especially when he was so close. And with him standing in front of you, for the first time, you really noticed his authority. His whole body language was pushing you down into your place, arms crossed, leaning against the table leisurely. It showed you exactly how little of a threat you were, and considering you two were from different species, this was a situation you subconsciously took as a red flag.

“It certainly has been some time that anyone managed to get more than one pact, especially in such a short time. And from what I heard, you are still going strong, befriending everyone. I haven’t met a human like you in a while... how interesting.”

His praise was rather dull-spoken as Diavolo pushed himself away from his table, rounding you at a leisure pace. His eyes never left you, and you felt them sting even in your back as you tried to remain calm. It would have been foolish to think of yourself as an animal that was being circled by its inevitable demise, the hunter, but it almost seemed the part.

Flinching as you felt his fingers brush over the back of your shoulders, brushing aside some strands of hair and revealing your neck, Diavolo let out a few chuckles. You suddenly felt very aware that HE must be aware, toying with your nervousness. When he finally came back into your field of vision, it was almost a relief, though you still got caught off-guard as he started to speak again, voice booming and imbuing as ever.

“So, I was thinking...” he started, clapping his hands together to cause another scare to your discomfort. By now, your fingers had started clawing into the fabric of your trousers, while your mind was confused about why you’d be so scared of a person who you knew as nothing but kind until now.

“Maybe we should make a pact. How about it? Any wishes?”

Mouth falling open, you were speechless for a second, his words replaying in your head. It was a sudden proposal, and though you should have been overjoyed about it, you felt reluctant, considering who he was. “W-With me, Sir?” you asked, trying to stay polite. “Yes!” he was quick to answer, and it only confused you more as he seemed like he was serious.

“I-I don’t really have a reason to... right now,” you stuttered. You weren’t even sure how to handle pacts, yet, one with a demon like Diavolo. He wasn’t just any demon, he wasn’t even like the brothers. He was the alpha and the omega of the Devildom, and he probably had more power than he knew what to do with.

“I’d like to be in on the fun... Get to know you better, help you out. I am very sure I can be helpful when times get tough, you know?” Diavolo had his arguments, but there was a nagging in the back of your head that it wasn’t right still. You didn’t even deserve a demon like him... right?”

“Do you want to see it?” he whispered into your ear all of a sudden, and you almost jumped off your chair as you hadn’t noticed him move. “What do you mean?” you squeaked as you quickly tried to follow him with your gaze this time, while he passed you again. It somehow scared you to let him out of your eyes by now, never knowing what he was going to do next and what hid behind the obligatory smile on his lips.

“Why, my mark, of course,” he laughed carefreely, smoke rising from his hand before a hand-mirror was revealed from it. “Have a look, it’s right there.” Sliding the mirror into your hand, he tapped above your chest a few times, signaling you where his mark would be. It was almost embarrassing to pull away your coat and shirt to look at the place it appeared, finding it to be right above your heart. But he was right, as his sigil shone right where he promised it was, colorful and strongly. It was a vain thought, but you almost felt a surge of power just by looking at it.

“That’s... I am... I’m not sure, Sir. I don’t think I deserve to make a pact with you.”

Your words weren’t exactly to his liking, but you only caught his disapproving expression for the last second on his reflection in the mirror. Without knowing why, you were puzzled to see him displeased, not knowing the things Diavolo was planning for you once he had you in his strings. “That’s not true, [Name],” he sighed, putting his hands on your shoulders, fingers going down one after the other.

Diavolo opened his mouth, but for a second, he soaked in the warm feeling beneath his palms, dragging his hands down to your arms and up towards your neck again. You were so close. So close to being his, he could taste it on the tip of his tongue.

“You deserve my power. An amazing human like you deserves me- my power. We’d be good... partners.”

It was hard to think under the strain of his fingers digging into your shoulder flesh, but the least you could do was consider his words, that much you owed him. “I--” you started, thinking about still telling him ‘no’, when he suddenly seemed to vanish again, your head looking around frantically.

You felt his fingers around your chin before you saw him, Diavolo directing you towards his body squatted down on your right side, next to your chair. He didn’t look all that intimidating anymore when he was crouched next to you, smiling with shining eyes. “Don’t you want to get stronger? Perform your very best this year? You and I can make that true!”

“I... yeah,” you admitted. You did want to do your very best for the time here in Devildom, that’s what had been your ambition in this exchange program. And certainly, no one was better suited to help you then Diavolo was. Sneaking another glance at his mark in the mirror, you again felt the source of power that it emitted, feeling a little smitten by that feeling rushing through you. This realization didn’t go unnoticed by the future ruler of the Devildom, Diavolo’s smile growing a bit wider even. Humans were nothing but easy. The all desired something, and all he had to do was play the right chords for you to fall directly into his trap.

“Okay,” you finally agreed, and he laughed merrily, standing up with ease and pulling you along by the wrist. “Very well, let’s go then!” he announced, starting to march towards the door to the hallway while you stumbled after him. “Where are we going?” you asked, confused.

“To the palace, of course! It’s where we will live, after all.”

“What? But what reason would I have to live there? I got lodged at the House of Lamentation, right?”

At this, Diavolo took another chipper step before halting and promptly turning around to face you with a cheerful, yet, belittling expression. “What reason? I left my mark on you, isn’t that enough? You need to be with me, how else do you think our pact could work?”

“B-But--”

“Oh, [Name]!” he laughed. You were cute, still so clueless about the spark behind his eyes. It was just another trait he looked forward to using for his own gain.

“Just listen to me, and you will be fine,” he ‘calmed’ you, ignoring any further attempts of you not to follow him. Pacts weren’t fair when the power balance was so off. You would have to offer him much to ever repay the debt you put yourself into by agreeing, which wasn’t something you had been made aware of before. But what did you expect? Diavolo was still a demon. He wouldn’t have told you about the things he wanted to do with this delicious, unique soul of yours.

Instead, he rather called it a learning experience. And he'd teach you for a long time.

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