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x4gay · 39 minutes ago
Hey y’all don’t think i’m gonna post much tonight i’m very much mentally out of it but I won’t leave y’all high and dry. Hopefully when I start my new meds I’ll be a bit better. Remember to care for yourself and if you need to talk i’m always a dm away.
Solomon x MC
just some fluff
I finally get to stay over at purgatory hall. I promised I would watch some movie marathon with Solomon the others decided to go out for the night to give Solomon and I privacy. I head over to purgatory hall and was greeted by Simeon and Luke who were on their way out. I walked to the living room, you could seriously get lost in these halls.
“Hey MC ready for the horror movie marathon” Solomon was already sitting on the couch he looked kind of nervous.
“Horror movies? Great!” I really love horror movies. Well not watching them alone but the idea is nice.
“If you get scared you can always sit with me i’ll protect you.” Solomon teased.
“Haha let’s start watching” I sat on a sofa and got comfortable with a blanket. Solomon sat next to me and rested his head on my shoulder. I could stay like this forever if i’m being honest. The movie wasn’t even that scary but i’m starting to think Solomon doesn’t like the movie. I stared at him with worried eyes. He was furrowing his brows. Without thinking I rub my thumb in between his eyebrows. It normally relaxes a person he flinched at first but melted into my touch.
“Hey are you okay?” I hugged his head.
“Yeah just a bit tired, mind if we turn the movie off” He shook his head.
“Of course” I smiled at him and turned off the tv.
“What did you think of the movie” He questioned.
“Well it wasn’t scary at all, i’ve seen way worse. I don’t see how someone could be scared of this silly movie” I let go of Solomon’s head to look at him.
“Pff yeah it wasn’t scary at all” His voice was a bit more high pitched than usual. I think he’s actually scared I smiled at him thinking about how the sorcerer was scared of a small movie. “What” Solomon asked.
“We’re you scared.” I question.
“No...” He got defensive.
“Okay... I’m going to go use the restroom.” I got up and walked to the bathroom. A few minutes later I come back and see Solomon squeezing a pillow. I stared for a bit and walked to him. He jumped a bit when he heard my footsteps.
“Oh hi..” He calmed a bit. Solomon was really tense so I stayed away from him to not scare him.
“Are you sure you’re okay? It’s okay to be scared.” I looked at him with a concerned look.
“I’m not- okay I am, happy?” He sighed.
“Hey i’m not going to judge it’s okay to be scared.” I smiled at him reassuring him.
“Can you come over here and comfort me” He shyly said. With no hesitation I smiled and sat next to him.
I held him in my arms and his heart rate completely slowed. I gave a small kiss on his head and he pushed me back to where he was laying on me.
“Thank you” He mumbled.
“For what?” I question. Solomon looked up at me and looked me in the eyes.
“For comforting me and just being you.” I smiled and held him tighter. Soon enough Solomon planted a kiss on my lips. My face felt hot. We spent the rest of the night in each other’s arm just soaking up each other’s company.
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amor-immortalem · an hour ago
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“Model for me, pretty boy.”
Masterlist 2
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halli-walli · an hour ago
Heyo send me ideas to write :) I write for:
- the arcana
- obey me
-miraculous ladybug
- bnha
- Haikyuu
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loafbud · 4 hours ago
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My self-insert and Mammon tryna be hot 💀
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pigletxpoohbear · 5 hours ago
The tags will be updated as more characters get put in.
Keigo Takami/Hawks:
Imagine request: Hawks
Tenya Iida:
Awww a puppy!
Obey Me:
Just a fluffy angsty drabble
Are you okay?
Imagine request: Brothers and Undateables
One Punch Man:
Imagine request: Genos
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witchofimagination · 10 hours ago
Here a gif I made on Mammon. Sorry I did not post about Leviathan's meeting with therapist MC. I have too many ideas and still trying to organize it 😅
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cxffin · 14 hours ago
14 and 🦇?
🦇 — Mammon 14 — Thigh Highs
"What about these?"
They passed their D.D.D. over to Mammon, readjusting to lean against his shoulder as he took the device from them. His mouth scrunched up, lost in thought for a brief moment as he scrutinized the thigh highs on their screen. This was hardly the first pair they had suggested—each one inevitably being torn apart by his high standards. He had no qualms when it came to wearing them, he only wanted them to be perfect. That was where the issue set in.
"Stop," they snatched their D.D.D. from his hand, "I'm buying them."
He tried to grab it back, held just out of reach as they flattened their palm over his chest. "I was gonna say they're cute!"
Their arm slackened, "really?"
He gripped their sleeve, yanking their arm down the rest of the way to steal their device. While they pouted, half-heartedly pawing at his arm to give it back, he scrolled through the color options available. Mammon wrapped his free arm around their waist, dragging them against his side to look with him. They conceded—glad that he finally found a pair of thigh highs that lived up to his standards. The grueling, seemingly endless search would be worth it once he was finally wearing them
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mammons-tax-returns · 19 hours ago
comforting you about your body insecurities pt. 1
beelzebub, mammon, lucifer
:) ! first post back!! (rest of the brothers coming later)
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Lucifer is a very attentive demon, despite being busy with his nose shoved in a stack of papers around the clock
He really does find you wonderful, both just to relax with and to admire.
And he’s known that you piqued his interest ever since you appeared before him in the stuco room. And this is LUCIFER. He normally doesn’t give any human a second glance. Unless ur some powerful and dangerously talented sorcerer with white hair 🤧but that aside
Tonight, he gets a break from Diavolo’s workload because there is yet another ball being held at the castle.
He sprays a faint but expensive cologne on his skin, quietly hoping that you would like and comment on it so he could respond with some flirty line. That would be nice, he thinks.
Then, he’s taking long strides leading out of his bedroom, and heading over to yours beside the kitchen, where he hears his siblings bickering over the best fruit.
He knocks on the door first, waiting for a response that never comes. He only hears your favorite song from within.
He calls your name, only becoming more confused the longer the silence grows
When he pushes open the door, he’s nearly relieved to see you standing in front of the body mirror, fixing the the collar of your outfit. You turn to look at him offer a smile. “Hey, Luci. You’re punctual, as usual.”
He hums under his breath in response. A silent “i know”. He pads over to you, placing a hand on your hip affectionately. “You look good enough to eat, handsome. Asmodeus may have his moments but he certainly knows how to dress anyone with anything.”
You look at your own eyes in the reflection, not able to respond entirely. Lucifer means well, you’re sure of it. He doesn’t know that the past hour of preparation for the ball was spent scowling at the parts of you that you could never quite enjoy entirely.
Lucifer looks questioningly at your expression from the mirror. “y/n? Is something the matter?”
At that, you snap back to reality and look back at him. “Huh? Oh... Right— Sorry, I just,” you trail off, at a loss for words. Was this the right time to mention your thoughts, before a ball? “It’s nothing, just lost in my thoughts, I suppose.”
Lucifer’s eyebrows knit in the way that they tend to do when he worries. “Mind sharing? I’d love to sit and listen.” His hands slide around your waist until he’s hugging you, and you catch a whiff of his cologne which makes you melt. Once again you wonder if this relationship was something you deserved.
“Don’t give me that, lovely. I said I’d like to listen, no?” As you turn your head away, he takes the opportunity to rest his head on the crook of your neck.
You sigh, smiling hopelessly. You hate to admit it, but his response makes you feel jittery on the inside. “It’s silly really, I just wasn’t feeling myself just now. The clothes are amazing! But...” You know exactly what you’ll say next, but the words feel venomous in your mouth. “I’m wondering if Asmodeus understands how wasteful it is to put them on me, you know?”
Lucifer is at a loss, and his heart aches at your words. “Oh dear... Well that’s no good. I can’t have my gorgeous lover worrying himself over something that’s so far from the truth.”
You are already aware that Lucifer will always support you no matter what, and the thought is both heart warming and bothersome. “Yeah, yeah, Lucifer... I’ve heard it all alr-“
“Then what do you not understand?” Lucifer cuts you off promptly and confidently. “Do you really believe that I’d sugarcoat this? Anything?”
You swallow thickly. “N-... No. You wouldn’t...”
“Good. That’s a good response.” He places a sweet kiss on your cheek, ruby eyes flitting up to your own gaze in the mirror. “I’m almost afraid of other demons trying to steal you away in such a dashing outfit, to be honest. Enjoy yourself, but if any of my brothers try anything, I swear...”
You laugh a little, running a free hand through his hair and noting how he almost sinks into your touch. Almost like a cat. “Thank you, Lucifer. For everything.”
Lucifer kisses your hand softly. “You are perfection, darling.”
You look forward to slow dancing alongside the eldest brother now, losing yourself in the music. Lucifer was right, there was really nothing to worry yourself over.
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Mammon, unfortunately, had to cancel date night plans for the weekend for a modeling gig.
You were disappointed, but not mad at him. He told you in advance, offered to make up for it, and usually tries his best to uphold his promises.
He offers to bring you with him, guilty at the thought of your alone in your room.
You don’t know whether to accept it or not. Would you fit in on a set full of gorgeous, picture-perfect demons?
Mammon has his hand on the back of his neck, nervous that you’re too angry at him to want to say yes.
To his delight, you smile and agree to go with him. Maybe, this way, he can avoid others flirting with him when they know that his boyfriend would be in the room.
At first, it makes you feel a little bit happier seeing Mammon light up with joy after seeing him pout like a puppy moments ago.
The day has come that you step onto the modeling floor. The photographers and staff know you well due to Mammon’s insistent bragging about you and your relationship. Clutching your D.D.D. anxiously, you make your way over to Mammon, who is already posing for a camera under bright studio lights.
You keep to the shadows as you watch him intently. Mammon is well known for his idiocy, but he is one handsome devil.
The evil snickering of two demons sound behind you, to which you ignore. You were too nervous to actually move, anyways.
Whatever... It doesn’t concern me... Right?
The giggles don’t stop, and you can’t help but listen in on their whispers. It sounds as if they purposely spoke louder than normal just to bother you.
“Look at how his eyes are shining... Obsessed with Mammon, much?” Oh boy. It really seems like they’re talking about...
“Let’s talk about those clothes, though... Are you kidding me... Does the human world really have that low of standards— or is this the bottom of the barrel.” At that, the two burst into a fit of cackles.
Luckily, a photographer hisses at them, irritated with the noise breaking his concentration. They quiet down, but continue to berate you in ways you had never even considered.
You’re sweating bullets now, itching to use your hand to wipe the oncoming tears of embarrassment. You blink them away, and don’t notice that your boyfriend is now finished with his shoot.
You tense upon seeing him speaking to the camera tech. Your heart nearly jumps out of your throat. The last thing you needed was him seeing you cry right now. He’d be worried sick.
Not even bothering to excuse yourself, you slip into the bathroom and can only focus on the laughter of the other demons behind you. The sound causes you to shake slightly as you shut the door behind you.
There is more than one stall, so you briefly worry that someone would come in and find you bawling your eyes out in the middle of a semi-professional setting. You sigh heavily and turn the sink on to wash your face.
The more you stood in front of the sink rubbing your face, the more vividly you remember the rude comments made about you. Could they have been true?
With a troubled look, you sneak a glance at yourself in the mirror.
You didn’t think that your clothes were particularly “bad”... They said so much, and it’s all coming back like a vicious and cruel tsunami.
No matter what you do, you can’t seem to stop crying.
“Oh y/n!!~ Where are ya’ at?” Mammon crashes through the door, hands on his hip with a toothy and closed-eye grin.
Thinking quickly, you reach over to grab a hand towel and press your face into it. “H-Hey, Mammon, you looked good out there...”
Mammon must have picked up on your wavering tone, because he pauses.
You’re frozen on the spot when he places a hand on your shoulder, although you can’t see him through the towel.
“Uhh... What’s up with you? Don’t tell me that you’re...” It’s too late to react when he pushes the towel aside to find your teary eyes.
“Wh-What?!” His heart drops immediately. “What’s wrong babe?! Are you like... I dunno hurt or something?!”
You exhale shakily, still trying to calm yourself. “Those models out there are just... A little too honest about me, I s-suppose... But it’s really fine. I just... I don’t know... I guess I just needed a minute to... Freak out a little?”
“Honest? What the hell do you—“ A sudden feeling of recognition pulled at his features. Truth be told, he knew those demons personally, having worked with them before. Then the guilt of knowing exactly what happened began to eat away at him. “Oh...”
You shifted, wishing that he would drop the subject. This was getting much too embarrassing to bear, and the way his eyes drooped with sadness made your stomach churn. “Mammon. I-I’m serious, I’m okay—“
Mammon’s arms surround you like a sturdy, calming veil.
“I know you’re not, y/n!” Mammon had no desire to listen to you pretend to act unbothered. “I don’t know what they’ve told you, but I can guarantee that I have been given comments just as bad as those- and I’m The Mammon.”
You grip onto his shirt, avoiding making eye contact with him. “But... That’s the thing Mammon. I’m not nearly as confident or perfect as you.”
Mammon holds you tighter, voice softening drastically. “Don’t you think that’s exactly what I think of you when you comfort me on my bad days?”
A pool of warmth starts to seep from the depths of your chest. And your furrowed brows start to relax. “Really..? You mean it?”
“y/n, you are precious to me, and all of my crazy ass brothers. And there is no way in hell that I’ll allow some scum of the world get in the way of realizing how flawless you are.”
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Beel wants nothing more than to spend every second of the day with you. And Belphie.
But unfortunately, most of his time is spent in the gym, if not the kitchen.
So he asks you if you would like to start working out with him at the gym, or even if you were just interested in hanging around and nothing more. He just wanted your presence.
The idea itself made your heart swell. But after a bit of thinking, you weren’t so sure. You’ve never been to a gym in Devildom before, but you were sure it wasn’t very different from human gyms.
It would be filled with confident and toned bodies that would put you down without even trying.
And as much as you wanted to be there with Beel, you weren’t ready for the prospect of the nasty looks you’d receive sitting beside the sixth-born who is a perfectly sculpted athlete.
After all, he seemed a bit too good for you, as it seemed in your head.
Beel wonders why you turned him down. Had he done something to upset you?
He’d have to get down to the bottom of it, lest he regret ignoring your behavior.
To do this, he takes a day off from the gym, thinking that the answer to this situation would be to spend time together. Smiling to himself, he clutches a bag of sweets to his chest.
y/n has got to love this, he thinks excitedly.
Knocking once, he can barely keep himself from barging in and tearing into his baked goodies. “y/n, I’m here. Wanna share these cookies with me? There’s also pound cake and cupcakes... The mini ones with enchanted apples on them.”
His smile falls a little when there’s a long note of silence. “y/n?” He questions.
“Oh! Uh... Sorry, Beel... Maybe another day. I’m studying for that final right now.” Beel knows you sound sincere, but something about this response seems off.
His heart sinks a little, feeling a little embarrassed after being rejected. He hadn’t expected this.
“Ah... Are you sure?”
There’s a silence from the other side of the door, and the sixth born starts to genuinely worry.
Truth be told, you had been weeping alone looking through images of famous demon athletes that advertised the same gym that Beel attended regularly. It was a dangerous thing to do, but how could you look away?
You take a glance at yourself in the mirror. your eyes were barely puffy. A bit red too. But overall, nothing seemed very different. Maybe— Just maybe, he wouldn’t even notice.
“Hello? You in there?”
You stiffen at the sound of his voice.
“Coming!” Hopping to your feet, you rush to the door and open it.
“Oh man, I was starting to get antsy smelling this bag... Let’s hurry and dig in.” His eyes are trained on the food in his hands, and his mouth is watering.
“Oh, Beel... You have some drool again!” You lightly scold him and wipe the corner of his mouth with a napkin from the table right beside the door.
At that, he finally gets a good look at you.
“Oh, thank y—... ou...” He trails off instantaneously. “Your eyes...”
You sigh and bow your head sheepishly. “Agh... I should’ve known you’d catch me. It’s not anything serious, I just was... I was watching a sad movie is all.”
His eyebrows knit together. “So were you studying or watching a movie?”
He caught me.
He pushes forward, closing the door behind him and taking your hands in his. He leaves the bag abandoned on the floor.
“y/n... What’s been up with you lately? You’re seriously not yourself.”
Your face flushes, and you sigh. Your throat suddenly feels tight. “Uh... That’s...”
He’s noticed this entire time. I’m an idiot.
“Listen, Beel...” You squeeze his hand. “I’ll tell you because I know that if I don’t, you’ll be worried sick.”
He nods hurriedly, heart rate increasing.
“I guess I just...” The words struggle to make their way out. “I don’t understand how-how someone like you; handsome, kind, and strong could end up with...” You pause, starting to tear up. “With someone like me.”
Beel takes a moment to process your situation.
And when he does, his head starts to spin, and his heart feels heavy like a boulder.
“y/n... What are you even thinking?” Is all he manages to whisper. He pulls you into a tight, comforting hug and sniffles.
“You mean literally more to me than anything or anyone else.” He says firmly. “I don’t know what part of you you’re so hung up on, I couldn’t even imagine there being any reason to be.”
“You don’t have to—“
“I do.” He cuts you off firmly. If he didn’t, you may try to deny his definite truth. “y/n, I know i’m all about food and training... I’m sorry I don’t know how to make you realize how wonderful you are.
But I’d like to learn that with you. Is that okay?”
Your tears finally fall, soaking through his tank top.
“Of course... I’d love that.”
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fearixfox · 23 hours ago
Music Note Fair Reactions
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He's the last one I gave them to and he's trying to charge my ass
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1funeralcake1 · 23 hours ago
Mammon and Nightmares
This is the second part in the series, I’m going in order from oldest to youngest, you can find Lucifer’s here
Scenario: MC (you) wakes up from a very bad nightmare and seeks out comfort from the boys. You end sleeping next to them since you can’t sleep. This is inspired by me, since my dreams. . . . . . . they are funky to say the least.
Inspired by a conversation I had with @Tulip-hall
Genre: fluff
Warnings: reader is gender neutral so this can be as inclusive as possible :) swearing in the bonus section
Your dream slowly faded away as you opened your eyes. Gazing up at the ceiling, you sigh. Night terrors were difficult to deal with. After needlessly rolling in bed trying to go back to bed you sit up. Your D.D. tells you that it’s 2 am, you really didn’t want to stay up. You knew Lucifer was going to require that you go to classes. Your mind was still foggy, your thoughts wouldn’t stop drifting to your dreams. You cover your eyes and tilt your head up, trying to think. Sitting in the dark did nothing to soothe your fears. It felt childish to sit awake, afraid of a dream. Running through your options you finally give in to the first idea that had come to mind. Mammon. Though he could seem outwardly rude and selfish he was one of the kinder demons in the House of Lamentation.
You stumbled in the dark and fumbled with the doorknob until you managed to peek your head into the hall. Your cold feet on the tile caused a shiver to run up your spine. The sudden chill startles you to hurry down the hall. The tapping of your bare feet echoed through the hall, it didn’t matter to you in the moment. The empty hall was not soothing your mind in the slightest, so making a noisy disturbance was the least of your worries. 
Standing at Mammon’s door you pause, this was going to sound so stupid once you actually explained it to him. It was Mammon though, how bad would he really be? Your knocks thundered in the dark hall, you hoped that Mammon would hurry to the door, waking up Lucifer at this hour would most definitely end with you punished. You were met with silence. Placing your head on the door you heard the whistling snores inside. So Mammon was a heavy sleeper, this would require a more direct approach. 
Avoiding all the furniture in Mammon’s room you stood over his sleeping form and considered turning around and staying awake for a few more hours. The memories of your horrific dream were too much to bear, ever since coming to the devildom you had lost all the people you would have confided with, now you were stuck. Hiding how you felt was too much to handle in the moment. Turns out hiding your emotions in a foreign place will overflow eventually. You felt your eyes grow hotter, tears gathering on your lash line. You shook Mammon’s shoulder and whispered his name.
Tears were beginning to roll down your cheeks, gently falling on Mammon’s sheets. Mammon grumbled and turned away, you squeezed his shoulder, this caused him to groan even louder.
“What, am I late to breakfast again, I’ll be down in a minute,” Mammon grumbled, his voice muffled by his pillow.
“Mammon, I need to talk to you, please,” you leaned down and whispered to him “I-I’m scared.”
Mammon rolled over, “MC? What are you doing here, what happened to you, are you hurt?” Eyes wide once he saw your expression, Mammon sat up with a start. 
“I was scared, and I didn’t know who else to talk to Mammon, so I came here,” you sputtered out, feeling embarrassed, Mammon looked so worried, and here you were shivering from a nightmare.
“Well, Mammon’s here to protect ya’!” Mammon grinned sleepily, a yawn stretching his face as he slowly stretched his arms.
“I had a really bad nightmare, and I can’t sleep, I’m sorry for waking you up for something so little like this. I was hoping you would let me talk to you for a little bit,” You shifted your weight a few times, unsure what to do next.
Mammon sat still for a moment, at first he thought you might have been making a joke, but your eyes pooling with tears were not lying to him. He felt a twinge of pain seeing you so frightened. He hesitantly reached for you, his fingers grazed your arm, you subconsciously leaned into his touch. He noticed and grew bright red as he came up with an idea. He withdrew his hand and struggled to find the words.
“MC, if you can’t sleep, you can stay here with me, I have to protect my human after all,” he stated, trying to puff up his chest and act cool. His attempt was failing. Darkness was failing to hide the blush that crawled up his face to his ears. 
You felt heat rise to your face, but you had noticed how you had calmed as soon as Mammon had awoken and began to speak to you. You gave a small nod and shifted closer. Mammon scooted over in his bed and held the sheets open for you. You sat on the edge and sank in. Kicking your feet up and on the bed you turned on your side and faced Mammon. He had scooted further away, hoping you wouldn’t see his face or hear his heart pounding. 
Mammon was elated but he stopped himself short, he shouldn’t be excited, your face was still creased with concern. It was his job right now to comfort you, at least that’s what he told himself. He made eye contact and nudged himself closer.
“MC, do you wanna talk about it?” He whispered, his breath just reaching you to send a shiver over your face.
You shook your head, it was too overwhelming to talk about right now, seeing the concerned sheen in Mammon’s eyes caused you to tear up again. You reached out and clung to his arm. He shifted closer but stopped, allowing you to make the final shift so that you were resting against his chest. 
“MC, I’m not the best at talking, or comforting, or really anything, but I promise that right here and right now, I’m not going anywhere. I’ll hold you for as long as you want, you are safe right now, promise,” Mammon spoke with a low voice.
Mammon gradually wrapped his arms loosely around you, one hand curled under you and cradled your head while the other rested atop your midriff. Mammon felt his own throat tighten, he forced himself to hold it in, he wanted to make sure you were okay, he pulled back slightly. He rubbed his thumb across your cheek, wiping away your tears that were slowly stopping. He looked into your eyes and smiled softly. He pulled you back in, resting his chin overtop your head. He hummed a little as you curled in against him. 
Unintentionally Mammon fell asleep, his soft snores and rising and falling of his body calmed the tizzy your mind had been. Before sleep captured you fully you looked up at Mammon’s face, he looked so serene, you saved the image in your mind while you still held consciousness. You knew that Mammon would always hold you, for as long as you needed.
Levi was already convinced that Mammon was a scumbag, he stole his money, he gambled, he was greedy, he obviously liked MC, and now this. He was upset that his record for being the latest to breakfast had been broken. (Though frequently Belphie also beats him) But being beaten by not one but TWO people. It was unacceptable, so he went to pester Mammon, he didn’t want to bother MC. He couldn’t bring himself to knock on the door to MC’s room. Instead he barged into Mammon’s room, not caring if his older brother would be aggravated. What he found was worse than his late record being broken. At first, he stood there, frozen in place. He made a strangled noise with his throat, it grew louder until he managed to wail out, “LUCIFER!!” (snitch)
Lucifer, who was seated at the table, huffed in frustration and took his time strolling down the hall, prepared to beat the shit out of Mammon again. Much like Levi when he saw you and Mammon clinging to one another was not what he was expecting to see. Of course you had woken up, Levi had screamed awfully loud. Mammon. . . was still asleep. You were blushing furiously, you tried squeeze yourself out of Mammon’s grip to escape the embarrassing scene but Mammon was not giving up. His hands were clamped onto your arms. You avoid looking at the brothers as one by one they make their way to Mammon’s room. They all came in hoping to catch a glimpse of Mammon being humorously scolded only to see you and Mammon holding one another. Mammon slowly opened his eyes as more and more people made their way into the room, the volume increasing. He yawned and looked at you. He almost had a heart attack. He had completely forgotten about the previous night. He yelped a little, his face turning fuchsia. His brothers began to scold him and your tired mind twinged from all the unwanted noise. You stood and entwined your fingers with Mammon’s. 
“We are going to breakfast, excuse me,” you pushed your way past all six of them with Mammon tagging along behind you looking at his feet to hide his flushed face.
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ashmiq · a day ago
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❝ 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙘𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙜𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙝𝙢𝙖, 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩'𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙞'𝙢 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜. ❞
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desc. : a series of angst one-shots based off of wilbur soot's album, ycgma. there's no actual plot nor will it always be related to the actual canon story of obey me, just a whole load of angst.
rating : sfw, some parts may include mature themes, but never anything sexual.
warnings : just angst. individual warnings will be added before every chapter
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༄ no taglist for this series, sorry!
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~ this series does not come in a certain order! feel free to start at any chapter as there are no actual plot points.
𖦹 jubilee line
𖦹 saline solution
𖦹 since i saw vienna
𖦹 losing face
𖦹 your (brother) was right
𖦹 la jolla
𖦹 i'm sorry.
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a/n.: hi so for those who followed for dwt/mcyt, so sorry but again, my smau is on hiatus for a while until my exams are over. if you're interested in the game obey me then pls take this series WHAHAHA 💀 genuinely won't really put much effort into this bc its more of a vent/brainrot thing so — yeah
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Hello, could you write the follow up with the fallen!Simeon please? Like how others and Mc help him with his pain and how Simeon comes to accept himself as a demon?
(You got it! This took 2 hours and a half to write was not expecting that)
Genre: Angst, Hurt/Comfort
Warnings: A BIT OF A SPOILER IN LEVI'S PART! Body image issues (Mammon and Asmo's part)
Brothers And Side Characters Taking Care Of Simeon After His Fall
Simeon was found lying on the ground in pretty much the middle of nowhere. He was brought back to the House of Lamentation to rest. Michael has already made his retreat back to the Celestial Realm after ages of being convinced to let it go. When he awakes in the attic the brothers are left to take care of him.
The first one Simeon sees when he wakes up. He checks on how his pain is and the conversation ends up being about both of their guilt, mainly Simeon's though. He's there to reassure no one blames him and that everyone's alright. Checks on his pain and mental state daily and lets him talk about anything he needs to. Probably won't admit it but he does feel a bit of nostalgia from their conversations. Wonders what it'd be like if they were brothers once again.
Keeps him company for the most part. Talks about whatever comes to mind. Latest schemes, something his brothers did ages ago, how one of subjects at RAD makes no sense. Simeon's bedridden for a bit so he keeps him up to date on things. The conversations usually get a bit more serious. Mostly issues about his new form. New appendages reminding him everyday about how this is all real and he really isn't an angel anymore. The guilt makes him feel disgusted with himself and body. Mammon tries to hype him up with his own demon form. He looks cool and so does Simeon! It isn't much but it does cheer him up. And sometimes they talk about you. Mammon's not sure what to think about the fact Simeon also has feelings for you. But even with his greed he considers maybe he'd be okay with you being with the ex angel... Maybe. As long as everyone's happy he can manage...
Also there for help with distractions. Doesn't come up too often but Simeon let's him ramble on about something and watches him play games on his hand held devices. Wonders about the future of TSL. Will it be abandoned? Is Simeon even going to continue writing at all? Their conversations don't get too serious but Levi can tell when he's internally beating himself up. So occasionally he'll tell him how good he'd be at this game when he can move enough to play it or how nice his company is. The two will probably grow fairly close. He wonders if him, Solomon, Simeon, and you could hang out together. Maybe Mammon too...
Takes note on his physical state and how to reduce the pain. Maybe even find a potion that could help. He doesn't have a lot of experience with the pain of loosing your grace, he's born from wrath and was never an angel. So this all feels a bit odd to him but he's always had respect for Simeon and still does. So he'll do what he can to help. When he's able to move Satan lends him some of his books. And on some very few occasions reads to him before that. On the agreement he doesn't tell anyone though...
Has some creams and lotion left over that helped him and his brothers after the fall. Starts doing his self care sessions with Simeon while talking about the latest gossip. He may be bedridden for a while but he can still keep his spark! And whenever he feels down about his new form Asmo tells him he doesn't need to be an angel to be beautiful. Asmo was the jewel of the Celestial Realm but now he's the most beautiful being the Devildom has! He also assists Simeon with hygiene. Sure, he has to start with grabbing a soapy rag and just wiping him down a bit but after some time he's able to help Simeon walk to the bathroom (always waits outside so he has privacy of course). Eventually he'll be able to walk on his own but Asmo's happy to help for the meantime.
The one who helps him with eating. He knows he's probably nauseous with the pain so he keeps the food light for now. Crackers and soup are what most of his meals are. Simeon doesn't complain much though. Beel also hangs around while he eats and a bit after that. It's mostly comfortable silence. When he's able to eat heavier food Beel gets pretty happy. He cares about Simeon and he's happy when people he cares about are able to eat what they like. Beel's also good comfort if Simeon wants to talk about any troubles he has. Overall Beel's good company and good at taking care of others.
He doesn't come up to see Simeon extremely often. Not when he's awake. Whenever Simeon's asleep and Belphie's awake he makes sure he's having good dreams through his powers. And when the two hang out when they're both awake chances are they're watching a movie or messing with a star projectector. The two aren't the closest and Belphegor's company is mostly silent but neither of them mind. A lot of the time Beel brings food Belphegor's following (usually making sure Beel doesn't eat it). Normally passes out after not that long but Simeon doesn't mind.
Starts holding meetings with Lucifer at the House of Lamentation so he can visit Simeon while he's there. Usually assures him he'll deal with the exchange program and that he may stay in the Devildom. But he also helps with whatever he can while he's there. When he can eat sweets without getting sick he'll bring some stuff Barbatos made. Slightly worried Michael will do something but for now he's focused on Simeon's well being and managing the exchange program
Can't visit often since he has to do his job and has more paperwork to help Lord Diavolo sort out. But after a bit Simeon texts him and since then Barbatos checks on him through messages. Bakes him some sweets upon hearing he can keep down food better. He's checked the future and it seems pretty good so he's not the most concerned. Does look forward to seeing Simeon in person once he's fully recovered though
He hides his worry. But he does wonder what's to come. Michael is likely to come back. Luke probably won't be able to see Simeon again after the program is over. He just hopes it won't get violent again. It's been a while since he was worried about someone so much. All thrill and no stress is usually how he lived but he's grown to enjoy Simeon's company and considers him a friend. He watches over Luke for now and brings him with while visiting. He sticks to buying gifts since the brothers refuse to let him bring any food he made. He also wonders about you. What will become of your relationship with Simeon? He's curious...
Conflicted. Simeon's a demon now. Demons are bad. But Simeon still acts the same? So maybe Simeon isn't bad. He hopes so. He doesn't want to hate him. But he can't come back to the Celestial Realm. Will he never see Simeon again after he has to leave? Solomon gives them space for a bit when they visit. Luke lays next to Simeon and they talk about the complicated thoughts Luke has. Sometimes it ends with Luke passing out after an hour of sobbing into Simeon's chest. Solomon walks back in not long after. Luke will bake Simeon sweets too. He'll figure out how to send them from the Celestial Realm too. He still cares. He doesn't want Simeon to forget about him when the programs over.
Lucifer notified you that Simeon was awake a couple hours after he was bought to the House of Lamentation. You made your way up to the attic right away and Simeon locked eyes with you. He called your name and you sat down on the bed. When you ask him if he's alright he nods, now looking away from you. Eventually you talk about your relationship now that he has literally fallen for you. He's alright if you don't return his feelings. As long as you're safe he'll be okay. But if you do he'll weakly take your hand in his, nodding as his gaze returns to you. He'll let you take care of him regardless. He's glad to be in your company either way.
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Tried the Obey Me! Compatibility test.....
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The fact my top three are Solomon, Barbatos & Belphagor is an absolute call out 😭
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warm-meelk · a day ago
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if i want pure serotonin i would go to these two because loud and funny and stupid
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kaitycole · a day ago
waking up routines
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Summary: Various ways the OM boys act after their morning alarm goes off.
A/N: Feel free to drop some head canon ideas in the ask box. I really enjoy doing these.
Gets right up and starts getting ready:
Asmodeus, Diavolo, Simeon
Lays there, contemplating life for at least fifteen minutes:
Barbatos, Solomon
Hit snooze repeatedly until they only have 10 minutes before they need to leave:
Leviathan, Mammon
Wakes up before the alarm and lays there annoyed at that fact:
Satan, Lucifer
Gets up and goes for a run, making sure they have plenty of time to get ready afterwards:
Is still half asleep while standing in the shower:
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I don't see Beel as a romantic option but I do love him lol
Lucifer doesn't understand the concept of consent. No thank you. He's a good single mom- I mean big brother so that's endearing.
Leviathan is ridiculously annoying and rude. I hate him.
Mammon is also ridiculously annoying and rude, plus he'll literally steal and sell off all of your stuff. That boy touches my PlayStation, he'll learn that a human can be more terrifying than eldest brother.
Luke is a literal child. No. I'll bake with him and humor his tea parties though. Especially if Simeon is there.
Asmodeus is a doll, a sweetheart, the ultimate bff. I wouldn't date him, though. He is incapable of being faithful. But I do love him and would definitely hang out with him all the time. Best friend forever.
Satan. Bland, boring, spiteful. Nah, I'm good.
Soloman scares me. He has an army of demons and a fake ass, sus smile. Don't trust that, nope.
Barbatos. TERRIFYING! He controls timelines! He can literally pluck me out of the timeline, and drop my stupid ass into an endless abyss for all of eternity. And he will do it with a smile. TERRIFYING. But hot, polite, and can cook, and I would want him on my side and not against me, sooo... Out of fear, suuuure... But not my first choice.
Diavolo! Manchild. A himbo, but has control over literally the entire realm. Fear. This man wants you to comply to his childish whims and if you don't, he'll kill you himself or have his terrifying butler destroy you in literally every timeline in existence. Kind of a brat but hides it well until someone tells him no.
Belphie! Literally murdered me once. Might do it again. Unclear. He's moody and a brat when he doesn't get what he wants. He cute and cuddly though. Until you say no to him. Then it's tantrum time. That's when I leave, thanks. I'm down for snuggles and naps though. And he's cute when he's happy and talking about stars. A healthy relationship? No. But my walnut brain says "cute sleepy boy want snuggles I must go"
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