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ryxiez · 1 year

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Sick Day

Satan x gn!Reader

Fluff/sickness comfort

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Of course it had to be like this. You ended up catching a cold the day after you ventured into Devildom with Beel. The weather however, seemed to be way to cold for your human body to handle, but you went outside anyway. You did not expect any of the repercussions that would follow suit.

It started when Lucifer asked you to assist Beel with the trip to the grocery store. He had to the the shopping that wee and your job was to make sure he didn't eat anything off the shelf’s or buy unnecessary snacks. So you obligated and obeyed his orders.

However, you've been experiencing symptoms since. Having shivers, cold sweats, fevers, and headaches. It seemed to never stop. You prayed that this would all just go away and to be normal again. You swore to never take berating through your nose for granted for the rest of your life. But it didn’t seem to work.

It was so hard to even get out of bed let alone get ready for school. No matter how hard you tried to push youself, your body felt weaker by the minute. You knew your final limits and decided it would be best to stay in your comfortable bed.

You were sure the brothers were confused about your current absence at breakfast and how it wouldn't be long until Lucifer or Mammon came knocking at your door. Speaking of the devil you heard some lights knocks on your bedroom door a few seconds later.

"Ughhh…, come in..!" You managed to slightly call out from your bed as your voice was noticeably raspy and strained.

The door finally creaks open to reveal your favorite blonde demon, Satan, as concern was written all over his face.

He shuts the door behind him quickly yet silently rushes to your side, "MC, what's wrong? Why didn't you come to breakfast?!" He asked as he turned on the light next to your bed, finally allowing him to see the state you were in.

You were sweaty with a slightly red face. In your mind, you thought you could not look any worse right now. But of course Satan had to be the one to see you like this.

"Uhh, I- Im not sure, but I definitely have some kind of sickness..." You mumbled as you refused to make eye contact with him. Sinking into the sheets even deeper, you wanted to escape the uncomfortable situation.

"Ok, ok." Satan tried to reassure you as paused to think. As he held a hand out to touch your forehead, he was really panicking on the inside.

"I'll call Lucifer and let him know about this, but please stay still and get some rest, I promise I will be right back." He explained still trying to stay as calm as possible.

You nodded your head as much as you could as he hurriedly left your bedroom. However, it only took a few minutes for him to come back with stacks of books in one hand and a cup of tea/ (other drink) in the other.

A small smile made its way across your face when you saw Satan enter once again. You sat up in bed with his help, an arm supporting your back after he placed the tea on your nightstand and the books at the end of your bed.

He then started too quietly sort through the thick books to find one that would be most beneficial to him.

You drank your drink with small sips as you watched him. You couldn’t tell if your heart rate was abnormal because of him or your physical state.

"Ah, here it is." Satan said in relief as he turned around to face you one on one now as he silently read the passage to himself.

"It seems like you're just dealing with a human sickness, nothing you got from a demon. You would have been in a worser state if you contracted any of the Devildom sicknesses." He explained as caressed your cheek with the palm of his hand.

Satan continued, "However, we don't have many remedies for human sicknesses here. I'm afraid you'll have to wait for a little while before Diavolo can grant us permission. We can’t go to the human world whenever we want."

You nodded as you set down your now empty cup back on the nightstand. You were honestly disappointed, but you understood that they can't just waltz into the world you came from all willy nilly.

"Y/n.. is there anything, and I mean anything, that I can do to make you feel better? I know humans can be really uncomfortable when sick and I don't want you to go through that." He offered as he took your hand in his, rubbing his thumb over your palm in a soothing matter.

You blushed, but thank god you could cover it up as a fever. "Can you just.. stay with me? I don't want to be alone right now. …Maybe you could just read me something as I hopefully go back to sleep?" You offered shyly, scared that he would say no, but deep down you knew he wouldn't.

"Of course, always." He agreed as he climbed into your bed with you. He sat behind you resting his back on the bed frame so he could sit up with you in between his legs.

He pulled you closer as he guided your head to lay on his chest. Your face felt hotter than it ever has before, but in this position you could hear Satan's heartbeat. You could tell he wasn't as calm as he was letting on.

"Which book would you like?" he asked as he pointed to a self with minimal amount of books compared to his room that was located right above your bed.

"(Favorite book) please." You answered as you snuggled into him more, loving the warmth he provided to your cold yet hot body at the same time.

Satan blushed as he looked down at you and stroked your messy bed head a few times, you hummed in response to the attention. Not soon after he cleared his throat and began to read your requested book. However, after only one page was read to you, you were already asleep.

Satan let out a soft chuckle as he looked down at you yet again and set aside the book next to the cup on your nightstand. Then he moves downwards, trying to lay down next to you but his movement were slow, he didn't want to wake you.

He managed to do so and now you both were facing each other. Satan smiled as he brushed the hair out of his own face and planted a soft kiss to your hot forehead before wrapping his arms around you.

He brought you in close so his chin rested on top of your head as he let out a content sigh.

He hated seeing you in such a state and would make sure you always got better.

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softxsuki · 7 months

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Hi, how are u doing? 🥺 I'm sooooo proud of u for already reaching another milestone, congratulations!! 🎊🎉

You're so precious and loving I'm v grateful to have u around, bb! I'm sure all of these lovely people following u would agree w/ me! 😚

Anyway, for the tropes n songs event, can I pls req Royalty trope with anyone but Diavolo from Obey Me and a fem!reader?

Thanks for everything, love!! 😋

1.5K Follower Event: Trope 18 Obey Me

Trope 18: Royalty

This even is CLOSED. You can view the event post and masterlist here.

Pairing: Solomon x Fem!Reader (MC)

Warnings: kissing?

Genre: Fluff

Post-Type: Drabbles

Word Count: 970 (I'm so bad at keeping these under the word limit...)

Note: Hey! I'm doing pretty well, thank you so much! This one really inspired me, I got a little too excited with this one heh. Hope you enjoy!

“Speak quickly,” Solomon commands from his throne; you sit beside him on your own throne, your hands intertwined, “I have many matters to attend to today.”

Solomon had become King hundreds of years ago. He was once a Mage with limitless power and brought the land out of great misfortune and danger, so naturally the people begged him to be their leader and he agreed. Being immortal, his people came and went as he remained alive and alone, until he met you. The only woman who had managed to capture his heart; the only woman he had taken as his Queen. The only Queen he’d ever have, you were the love of his life, and his people were very much aware of that.

Several Lords of different Domains within Solomon’s Kingdom had come for their weekly council meeting, informing King Solomon of any issues within their lands that were beyond their own control to solve.

“Yes my King, the people of my Domain have been complaining of scarce resources. We’re not getting enough revenue to keep our villages thriving,” One of the Lords states, looking nervous.

You knew him for his insatiable greed towards his people. The Lord of a land who was surrounded by laveshes yet his own people were struggling to make ends meet. You look at your husband with a raised eyebrow before clearing your throat to speak to the foolish Lord before you. Solomon glances at you with amusement, loving the way you took control of these council meetings whenever you had a solution.

“Allow me to bring light to this unfortunate situation, Lord Belin. I believe your peo-” you begin yet, the Lord brazenly interrupts you.

“Your highness, I was addressing the King, not you. This is a matter for the Great King and Mage himself to handle, not his mere wife.” The man utters with faux respect, letting some malice slip through his lips, not even sparing you a second glance.

You feel Solomon's grip on your hand tighten at the Lord’s harsh words before he stands from his throne, a harsh glare on his face directed at Lord Belin.

“You dare speak harshly to my wife who took the effort to think up a solution for your people, you greedy Lord? Shall you have it my way, I’d drop your title as Lord and send another in to replace you. Or would you rather hear out my beautiful Queen’s words instead?” He seethes, sparks of magic radiating off of him, a sign that he was losing his patience.

You softly reach out for his hand once more, urging him to calm down and take a seat.

Though his words reach Lord Belin as the man is now bowed before you, begging for mercy and for you to continue to help him. You smile at the man, much to Solomon’s dismay as you continue where you left off before.

“Please rise, Lord Belin, it’s quite alright.” you begin, tapping your fingertips on your throne as Solomon's warm hand engulfs your other free hand. “As I was saying, I think it would be profitable for your people to make great goods off the resources that your land thrives in. Winter is a mere few months away and my sources tell me it will be a harsh one. Is your land not full of men and women who are crafty with their hands? It’s the perfect opportunity to use your farms as resources to create winter clothing for all under our Kingdom to come to your land and purchase them. What do you think?”

Solomon watches you with pride, it was a fool-proof solution aside from having Lord Belin himself share a fraction of his wealth with his people.

“Yes my Queen, that is a perfect solution. Thank you for your kindness,” Lord Belin bows again, grateful that he didn’t lose his title after his rudeness before.

“I take it you can use your own wealth to fund your people, yes?” Solomon steps in to ask, anger still in his eyes, almost daring Lord Belin to ask him for anything further, let alone money.

“Of course my King. I’m more than capable of getting things up and running for my Domain, thank you for hearing me out.” He bows again, trembling in fear.

“Very well, council is over,” he addresses the other Vassals in the room with a sigh, “You may all return next week with your concerns. I have other matters to attend to now. You’re all dismissed.” He waves them off and they all scurry out of the room, leaving you alone with your husband.

“Now then,” he rises, scooping you up in his arms and carrying you out of the throne room, “To spend the rest of the day with my beautiful wife.”

He leans into your neck, peppering kisses to your skin, humming contently at finally being alone with you.

“I thought you had other matters to attend to?” You shriek, trying to get him to put you down, but he refuses.

“You are my other matters, dear. I’m all yours for the rest of the day,” he smirks, continuing to carry you to your shared chambers. Knowing he was immortal and you weren’t (though perhaps he had plans to change that one day, shall you agree to it) he was set on spending any free time he had with you as often as he could. After all, you were the only woman who managed to tame the heart of this great powerful mage. He was utterly and completely wrapped around your fingers.

“Well I suppose I can’t complain about that,” you smile, pressing a kiss to his lips; you were equally as obsessed with him as he was with you. And together, you blissfully spent the rest of the evening wrapped in each other's arms.

EVENT REQUESTS ARE CLOSED

REGULAR REQUESTS ARE OPEN

Posted: 10/2/2023

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otomelife · 1 year

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Obey me fandom please help me look for these fics

I’m starting to come back into the fandom and I remember two old stories

1) it was a Barbatos fic where mc gets poisoned or cursed and I don’t remember exactly but Barbatos takes them to a room and tries to cures them while everyone is outside tense because mc might die and I know mc was in a lot of pain and Barbatos was blaming himself

2) this story is where it’s before mc comes to devildom and the brothers and I believe side characters turn into cats to observer mc to see if they are appropriate. I remember Simeon being chaotic and I think Diavolo was a majestic cat

#obey me shall we date #obey me x reader #obey me x mc #shall we date obey me x reader #Barbatos x reader #Diavolo x reader #Simeon x reader #ob x reader #Barbatos x mc #Simeon x mc #Diavolo x mc #om x y/n #om x reader

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matchablossomwrites · 2 years

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Imagine the Obey me boys becoming sentient one day due to an experiment that Solomon conducted. Imagine they shock they'd feel only to find out that they're only binary code. 1s and 0s.

As they try to figure everything out they feel things start to change and they don't realize why until they turn their attention away from the upcoming event that had just been announced on a banner they see you.

They're not sure how to act, so they act according to the speech bubble in front of them. As they watch and gauge your reactions they slowly start to feel themselves become more and more attached to you, slowly becoming grateful for Solomon's magic.

However things like this would never work out. They knew this. The thought broke them to pieces and yet they chose to ignore it for the sake of feeling something. Enjoying the feeling of you petting their head and your flirtatious remarks via text. Enjoying knowing they could fluster you by kissing you and making rather bold statements of their own.

Yet

it could never be true. you started logging in less. Maybe it was because of familial reasons. Maybe it was due to work. they knew you worked yourself to the brink of exhaustion. they could see it by the way your eyes would droop when you played late at night, grinding for that latest card of your favorite brother.

They didn't want to think about the worst possible scenario... maybe it was because you fell in love. Maybe you fell in love with someone who could hold you. Someone who could hug you and kiss you in ways they never could. Someone real... unlike them.

A/N: HOLY CRAP THANK YOU GUYS FOR ALL THE LIKES AND REBLOGS ON MY FIRST IMAGINE- LIKE NO JOKE- Seeing how happy this made me rekindle my love for writing. So, thank you. Thank you all so much. I hope you have a splendid day.

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kazumiwrites-fanfiction · 1 year

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Obey Me Masterlist

❦ Last updated: 04/09/23

All works are as gender-neutral as possible unless explicitly stated.

Any and all pictures are not by me unless otherwise stated. If you are the original creator of the image and are not comfortable with it being anywhere on my Tumblr, please contact me.

None at the moment

#kazumiwrites #obey me #obey me x reader #obey me x gender-neutral reader #obey me x y/n #obey me x mc #obey me x you #om #om!#om x reader #om x gender-neutral reader #om x mc #om x y/n #om x you #om! x gender-neutral reader #om! x reader #om! x mc #om! x y/n #om! x you

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obeymewriter · 1 year

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✧*。 welcome to the cafe may I have your order dearest customer.

☾︎★☽︎ — do call me neko or kuro. I am fine with any Pronounce. I am free most of the time, but I am usually busy also. I'm scorpic ⍟, Infp. I do hope we get along dear customer or should I say master~

@obeymewriter

☁︎☀︎︎☁︎ — main fandom: i write for obey me for now

☾︎★☽︎ — rules and regulations:

☆.1 respect everyone opinion. If you can't then please do leave the cafe

★.2 This is a peaceful place. I do not follow any kind of rudeness or bullying or discourage

♤.3 this blog might have dark content and maybe 18 r content. If this makes you uncomfortable, please block me

♠︎.4 dni if you are racist, tranphobic, homophobic, MAP, etc

♡.5 this is comfort place so do please if you feel sad or scared or upset etc please do come here rant or vent to me I will try my best to comfort you as best I can

☁︎☀︎︎☁︎ — what I write for: male gn female readers romantic and platonic, any type of reader, child teen angel demon etc.

☾︎★☽︎ — what I will not write for: in*cest r4pe,nsfw (for nsfw for now)

☁︎☀︎︎☁︎ — characters I write for romantic platonic: lucifer, mammon, leviathan, satan, asmodeus, beelzebub, belphegor, diavolo, barbatos, solomon, simeon, Thirteen, mephistopheles, raphael

☾︎★☽︎ — characters I write for only platonic: luca, litte d's

☆★I hope you enjoy this cafe master. Nya★☆

#obey me #obey me x reader #om #om x reader #obey me x mc #om x mc #obey me x y/n #om x y/n #obey me nightbringer #☁︎☀︎︎—𝙉𝘦𝙠𝘰 𝙘𝘢𝙛𝘦 #☆★— 𝙨𝘵𝙖𝘳 𝙙𝘪𝙖𝘳𝙮 #❁❀—𝙣𝘦𝙠𝘰 𝙩𝘢𝙡𝘬 #✰—𝙉𝘦𝙠𝘰 𝙩𝘩𝙤𝘶𝙜𝘩

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kpop-otome-yandere-here · 5 months

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Mc: Hey, dumb slut, get over here.

Mammon, sighing: Okay-

Asmo: I'm coming!

Mammon, confused: I thought... I was dumb slut...

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anintrovertedechoe · 11 months

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Lucifer: who the fuck took my demonus i just wanna talk

the brothers knowing that whoever did is fucking dead:

MC: it was me.

Lucifer: what.

MC: it was me.

Lucifer: why??? you literally can’t even get drunk off it????

MC: it tastes like capri sun and i miss it you whore

Lucifer: what the fuck is a capri sun

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shoyoist · 7 months

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── 𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃 : monkey d. luffy

content: fem!reader. unprotected & rough sεx, semi-public(?), multiple orgasms, once again a lot of cum, spitting, mean dom luffy except he's not doing it intentionally, use of the word ‘cunny’ lmao + a lil manhandling, one mention of anal. note: crawled out of hell to get this done for me & @kingofthe-egirls + the rest of us luffy lovers<3!

— . ｡˚ ♡ luffy seems to like it a lot when your pussy talks to him.

one thing about luffy is that he likes you loud.

he likes you loud, and he’s demanding about it. demanding, greedy, and sometimes even a little mean. it's almost an unbelievable thing. imagine — your sweet boy, empty-headed and as dumb as a nut, mean.

you don’t think he even intends to do it, but sometimes when he’s got you flat on your tummy, back arching as he fits his dick in you and slides in all the way, the way he grabs your face and squeezes your cheeks together in his grip—telling you blankly, “louder. wanna hear ya.”—you can’t help but shiver a little.

and sometimes it’s not even your mouth that he wants to hear. it’s your cunt.

“shhh,” he cups a hand over your mouth, stifling your whines as he keeps up that dizzying pace of his. “ya don’t want the others wakin’ up, princess.”

the deck is empty and the others are all inside, and thankfully, the night is dark enough and the sea rough enough to let the two of you go about your little tryst without bothering the others.

but he's embarrassing you with the little quips and you want to complain, tell him that with how sharp the slap of skin against skin between your bodies is, there’s no fucking way the others are still asleep. but the next knock of his cock against your favourite spot has you going mindless, the words dissolving on your tongue like sugar, his bliss being the only thing that fills your head.

your pussy squelches with each thrust of his dick inside, wet and hot and messy, but luffy seems to think it’s not enough.

he straightens up for a bit, and you want to whine again because it’s nicer when he’s all pressed up and heavy against your body—but then the glob of his spit hits your ass, the sound of him gathering it in his mouth and spitting again, again and again covering the momentary quiet—and you deliriously wonder what the hell it is that he wants.

he’s already cum inside you, and he’s made you cum all over him twice over. it’s definitely wet enough.

but luffy spits once more before he’s satisfied, and with a little grunt he leans back over you, body hot and slick with sweat when he presses his chest to your back.

“y’re cute like this.” he comments, and it’s so silly how that’s what makes you blush. just a casual remark, when he’s literally balls-deep in you, on a bunch of messy, patchy sheets laid out on some corner of the ship. “really fuckin’ cute. do ya think i’m cute, baby?”

“mhm, i do.” you mumble, and he giggles as he grabs your hips and pulls you up into a position more comfortable for him and a little less comfortable for you—but you can’t care about that when he rolls his hips into you and has his cock pushing at the sensitive, bruised velvet of your walls all over again.

the new slick of his spit is enough to get your pussy to make an embarrassing amount of noise as he fucks you, and luffy is laughing again like he loves how it sounds.

“cunny likes how i’m makin’ her feel, eh?” he coos, voice high and giddy with sex-induced ecstasy, loving how your walls tighten up around him when he presses the pads of his thumbs into the flesh of your ass, rubbing circles into your skin as he stretches your asshole out for his viewing pleasure.

“how about here?” he wonders almost to himself. “mmm?”

“lu—captain, no,” you moan, unsure if you’ll be able to hold back, going all dumb with the pain and pleasure so it just turns luffy on even more, if he tries to fuck your ass tonight. “n—not this time.”

“hmmm?” luffy groans, voice cracking, and you know his eyes are squeezed shut, teeth clenched, hands groping you harder as he drives himself closer to his next high. “and what if—what if captain orders it, princess? will ya defy the captain’s orders?”

“luffy—” you try to warn, but he clamps his hand back over your mouth, cutting you off as he snaps his hips into you in an especially mean thrust—and he laughs when your reprimand fluidly changes into a breathless moan right in his palm. “shhh, baby—pussy’s talkin’ to me.”

his other hand winds past your waist, fingers climbing down your inner thighs, searching for your clit through the mess he’s made between them. “she says she wan’s more.” and when he finds your clit, pearly little thing throbbing in anticipation for his touch, the cry you let out says that you want more, too. god, he just makes you feel so good without even trying.

luffy is merciless—and he doesn’t even know it. he pushes past the folds of your pussy and takes your clit between two fingers and pinches, like that isn’t going to send you to a spiritual plane that feels like both heaven and hell. your body rocks against his, but his hand is still over your mouth and you can’t do anything else but cry into it, wordless and incoherent. “mmmm!”

and all he does in response is fucking laugh. he giggles again, playing with your clit like it's a fidget toy, the pace of his cock in your cunt getting faster and faster as he tightens you up and feels your body quiver underneath him, like a wire about to snap, the perfect thing to empty his load into. “louder, princess. y’r cunt talks better than y’r mouth—ah!”

he cums without warning.

hot, thick and messy into you, catching even himself off guard. it was probably the way your cunt squeezed him, the relentless toying of his fingers at your clit forcing an orgasm out of you, a pulsing, continuous wave that makes you shudder and cuts luffy off and makes him choke up over you.

you feel it fill you up and drip out, trailing down your thighs, and you feel luffy’s hot gasps at the back of your neck as he finally stops, wrapping his arms around your waist and falling on top of you like a dead weight. it would feel uncomfortable if you weren’t all tingly and numb.

there is a moment of silence, of shared breaths and body heat, before luffy giggles. “was that good, princess?”

“yeah. i—” your mumble is cut off by another “shhh!” that makes you curl up in his arms, afraid somebody was out and about to catch you both.

but then, you feel luffy’s grin against your own cheek. “quiet, ‘m talking to the cunny, not you.”

“monkey d. luffy. get your ass off me, right now.”

#₊˚ପ⊹ REKHA™.#₊˚ପ⊹ NYCHTA.#luffy smut #monkey d. luffy smut #one piece smut #ome piece x reader #luffy x reader #monkey d. luffy x reader #op smut #op x reader #luffy x y/n #luffy x reader smut #luffy headcanons #luffy x you #one piece imagine #one piece scenario #luffy scenarios

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the-great-chimera · 1 year

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Mc: "Asmo Is a v.i.p.b."

Satan: "Don't you mean v.i.p?"

Mc: " No, v.i.p.b."

Satan: "What does that-"

Mc: "Very important petty bitch"

Asmo: *slams his fist on the table* "I said I was sorry!"

Mc: * stands up and slam their hands on the table* "YOU ATE MY LAST MORTAL REALM POPTART YOU WHORE"

#obey me #obey me mc #obey me shall we date #obey me lucifer #obey me x male reader #obey me x reader #obey me asmo #obey me! leviathan #om! leviathan #asmodeus avatar of lust #asmodeus #asmo #asmodeus x mc #asmodeus x reader #obey me asmodeus #shall we date asmodeus #asmodeus x y/n

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demonvibez · 5 months

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mature (minors dni) · tags: oral sex, semi public, power dynamics

A lot of people have bent the knee before Diavolo's throne over the years, but he could have never foreseen this in his wildest dreams - he's on his knees for you, eagerly sucking on your pulsating cock as if you are the Prince, and not him. The way his large, warm hands rest on your thighs, squeezing you as his head bobs up and down. The feeling of his tongue trailing along the underside your shaft is just so sinfully delicious. He can't take his eyes off of you - golden orbs filled with lust gaze up at you, never breaking contact as he swirls you around his tongue.

He's unsure what drives him more wild - the moans falling from your lips, the way your eyes flutter closed in pleasure, or the way your hand rests atop his scalp and pushes him down for more. You provoke his most carnal desires - so much so that he can't help the way he ruts against his own hand. Desperate to bring your release like a servant eager to please his Master by any means necessary, his pace quickens, and the crescendo of your climax finally bursts forth as you coronate him with your seed.

Something about the way you look makes him want to put the crown on you right then and there.

· demonvibez ♡ 2023 · do not copy, repost or modify · · likes, comments and reblogs are deeply appreciated! ♡ ·

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trueshellz · 1 year

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Imagine how angry Satan must be when MC disappears in the current timeline. I'm just imagining the pure rage on his face when he realises that all the calls haven't been picked up, your room empty to a point that the last book you were reading is left open on the bed. The hot drink you made left on the side cabinet, still steaming and your uniform is left behind your door ready for tomorrow. The thump in his steps, something that the brothers haven't heard in a long time as he marxhes through the house to Solomon. Then holding Solomon by the neck against as he slams him against the wall with a hard crash, the pictures and ornaments falling down with a crash.

"Where. Are. They?"

"Now, now Satan. Just ca-"

"Don't! Tell me to calm down. You better figure out where they want and bring them back. NOW!"

#obey me!#obey me #obey me satan #obey me nightbringer #omswd headcanons #omswd satan #satan obey me #satan om #satan #satan obey me nightbringer #satan x y/n #obey me imagines #obey me headcanons #obey me scenarios #obey me swd

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amaya-writes · 7 months

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You Call Them After A Nightmare Of Them Obey Me Edition

Series Mlist

Notes: I miss Obey Me and I recently used this prompt for another fandom so I decided to just make this a series and do it for every fandom. Will make another part with the other 4.

Warnings: n/a just fluff, one of those rare moments where Lucifer is soft, many petnames from all, Mammon is panicky, calls you princess n stuff, kinda wanted a funny scene for Levi so that's what I went with, also panicky

Characters involved: Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan

Gender-neutral reader, you/yours

Lucifer

"What is it, love?"

He picked up on the first ring. Of course, Lucifer did.

In your panicked daze you hadn't exactly considered what to say to Lucifer had he picked up your call. You just wanted to hear his voice, to know that he was okay and probably holed up in his office again sifting through paperwork.

But how could you actually tell him that?

"Oh- um- it's nothing, sorry I'm bothering you."

The soft scratch of pen against paper previously hung in the background of the call but Lucifer's hand seemed to come to a stop at the sound of your voice.

"You're crying."

It wasn't a question, but a statement that made your previous tears resurface.

"It's nothing."

"Love-"

"I swear, it's nothing you don't have to-"

"I'll be there soon, and I expect an explanation when I get there."

Lucifer cut the call even before you could think of an excuse. The sharp beep of the call ending made you sigh as you attempted to fix up your appearance, but the avatar of pride showed up at your door just as you contemplated washing your face.

He looked livid, to say the least.

But you couldn't find it in yourself to care, not when the only thought echoing through your mind was that Lucifer was here, and safe.

The fact that he looked ready to murder anyone who dared bring his beloved to tears was irrelevant.

"What happened?"

His voice took on a tender tone you would rarely hear from someone like Lucifer. The sound was enough to almost have you balling again, but you reared in your emotions for the sake of his sanity.

"I had a nightmare about you. I know it sounds so extremely stupid and I'm sorry I pulled you away from work but I told you not to come and-"

A sliver of a smile ghosted his lips as Lucifer ran a gloved hand through his hair. He seemed relieved at your words- a reaction you certainly hadn't expected.

However, he switched back to his usual seriousness the second he plopped down on the bed beside you.

"Do you know how many nights I've awoken in a cold sweat after nightmares of losing you?"

A shaky gasp left his lips as he spoke. Lucifer looked almost scared. An emotion you would never associate with the all-powerful demon before you. The mere sight made you instinctively caress his gloved hand in yours as Lucifer continued.

"Honestly, dear, I feel somewhat satisfied you care for me enough to harbour similar fears."

"You didn't think I love you?"

Hw turned to you at the question, slightly shaking his head as he replied.

"I didn't realise how much."

"Oh, Luci."

His nose wrinkled at the endearing nickname, but you didn't allow him a moment to respond as you quickly climbed into his lap.

"I love you, Lucifer. I don't think I've ever loved anyone as much, and I don't think I ever can. And the thought of losing you, no matter how bizarre, makes me feel like I'm losing a part of myself."

You leaned in as you spoke, dropping small pecks on his warm cheeks dusted pink.

"I know we don't do this often, because we don't have to. But I need you to know I'm just as hopelessly smitten by you as you are by me."

"I find that very hard to believe, darling."

Lucifer leaned forward to rest his forehead against yours, taking a moment to drop kisses of his own on your face and swipe at the remanents of your tears.

"Next time, just come to me. At whatever hour, whatever day- if you need me I'm yours, love."

It was rare to see such a soft side of the notorious avatar of pride, his words causing butterflies to swarm in your stomach as Lucifer leaned in for a slow, tender kiss.

Come morning your beloved demon would go back to his strict Tsundere ways, reserving his sweet words and touches for moments that mattered most.

But you were fine with that, because this was Lucifer. Your Lucifer. The demon you had come to love for all his quirks and flaws.

The demon who loved you just as much, even if he rarely expressed it.

Mammon

The soft rings echoing through your room helped provide you some semblance of comfort, however, they could do nothing to quell the anxiety eating away at your psyche.

He was fine. It was just a dream.

Mammon was immortal. He had lived for hundreds of years, he was strong, stronger than most and he couldn't be killed so easily. You knew that, but- but after witnessing that awful, revolting nightmare you couldn't help but rethink those facts.

Because what if?

What if you woke up one day in this God awful Devildom to find yourself robbed of the only being who kept you going?

What if one day your number one demon, your world, your rock, your immortal and incredibly endearing thief of a boyfriend who stole your heart and soul and everything that came with it- was gone?

What if?

The question made you feel like emptying your stomach's contents on your bedroom floor, but thankfully, a familiar voice drafted through the air just as you were about to hurl.

"You finally wanna join me dont ya?"

Mammon!

You could barely hear his voice over the sound of the pounding music playing at whatever gambling den he had snuck out to that night, but there was no mistaking your favourite demon's cocky voice.

You almost screamed in relief at his familiar carefree tone, or you would have if you could just stop the sobs tumbling from your lips the second he spoke.

"Princess? Hey baby what's wrong?"

The thinly laced concern in his voice only served to worsen your mood, your sorrow quickly turning to guilt as you realised how stupid you were acting.

Mammon barely got nights out with Lucifer always keeping a close eye on him and Asmo, and the one night the two brothers decide to go out and party you ruin it with your nightmares.

Stupid, useless, human. The words echoed through your mind, forcing you to hastily reach for your phone and end the call.

You should have known your decision would only make matters much worse, but at the time you just wanted to hide under your covers and run away from the world.

Mammon was safe, and that was enough for now. You could deal with the rest later.

"Which bastard in this damned house hurt my baby?!"

Mammon's yell pierced through the dead halls of the House of Lamentation, jolting you out of your light slumber.

It was a good thing this was one of those rare nights when Lucifer was with Diavolo and Satan chose to party with Asmo, for if the three were at home you would be facing a much more embarrassing situation.

You contemplated leaving your bed to chastise Mammon, but the demon in question threw open your bedroom door just as you sat up in your sheets.

"There you are, treasure. Hey-"

He must have noticed the tear tracks staining your cheeks due to the hallway light, since Mammon quickly shut the door and joined you on the bed a second later.

"What's wrong?"

One of his hands almost automatically shifted to cup your cheek and turn you to him, the gesture causing your tears to resurface. But this time they were out of happiness.

How were you so lucky to find a demon like Mammon?

"Nothing um- I had a nightmare of you and- look I know it's stupid ok I'm sorry you can go back if you want."

"You really think THE great Mammon would leave his baby crying in your bed in the middle of the night?"

You couldn't help the scoff that left your lips at his response. His familiar mannerisms helped eliminate your previous fears, allowing you to collapse against Mammon's chest.

A surprised yelp left him at the sudden gesture, but Mammon still wrapped his arms around you to pull your form further against him. He shifted the two of you under the sheets a moment later, his arms never leaving you even as he moved.

His leather jacket was awfully uncomfortable to lean against, and he smelled of Demonus and his usual cologne strong enough to seep into your sheets.

The two of you would probably wake up with aching sides if you cuddled through the night, and he would spend the morning complaining about not washing off the glitter Asmo dusted on his eyes, which would also stain your pillows.

There were a lot of issues with your current position. But you couldn't find it in yourself to care.

Mammon was here. Beside you, in your arms with his heart beating softly to the sound of your breaths. And that was what mattered to you the most.

Leviathan

You knew he would never answer the call this late.

Levi was known for staying up through the night to spend hours gaming or streaming a new anime. His phone was almost always left on silent, something that Lucifer would constantly chastise the Otaku for.

Yet, as you shivered under your covers with the remnants of your nightmare clinging to your psyche, you couldn't help but hope Levi would defy all odds and just pick up the damn phone.

An annoyed groan left your lips as you shuffled further under your covers. Tears clung to your lash-line, but you refused to let them fall.

He was fine. It was just a nightmare, that was all.

Leviathan. Was. Fine.

"God, Levi, please pick up!"

Your frustrated cry echoed through your cold bedroom, but the only response was another series of rings from your phone.

After trying a final time you found yourself hopelessly collapsing against your pillows just as the first few tears slipped to your cheeks.

Most percieved Leviathan as the introverted Otaku who wasn't nearly as problematic as his brothers, but his position in the army ensured Levi had gathered his fair share of enemies over the years.

It wasn't often that he was called on duty, but when he was you always found your heart clenching in trepidation.

You couldn't lose Levi. It didn't matter if it was simply your dreamland—the mere thought of never seeing your purple-haired love again almost made you race through the halls of the House of Lamentation to seek solace in his arms.

But he was busy, and it was almost three am. And your stupid nightmares would probably seem childish and annoying to an immortal demon like Levi. Which was why as much as you hated it, you couldn't do anything but fall back asleep.

The familiar feeling of a certain demon's tail caressing your face made you hum in comfort. Your previous anxiety ebbed away, allowing your sleep-ridden mind to calm down and overcome the effects of your nightmares.

Only Levi could have that effect on you. Levi, who was supposed to be couped up in his room right now.

The thought made you snap your eyes open to sleepily stare at the demon standing above your bed.

A sharp shriek echoed through your room a second later, the sound causing a small smile to grace your lips as you tugged on Levi's sweater to pull him under the sheets with you.

"What- hey what is up with you!"

Levi sounded more pouty than annoyed, his tone making it clear he had noticed the tear tracks no doubt running down your cheeks.

The two of you remained silent like that for a while, with Levi awkwardly rubbing your back while you tried to get rid of the aftermaths of your nightmare.

"You okay?"

You considered explaining the situation to him, but you were too tired and instead settled on a vague reply.

"I am now."

"Oh. Guess that means I can't go back to-" you whacked his chest even before he could finish, eliciting another yelp.

"Ok, ok- I won't leave."

A pleasant hum left your lips at his reply, allowing you to happily collapse against his chest yet again. This time, however, you could feel Levi wrapping his arms around you.

Your night might have started off with a rough start, but at least you got a rare cuddle session from Levi.

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wolfiafuntime · 7 months

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Obey Me Thought 2

Asmo, at dinner: Hey, did you hear about this funny prank humans play on their pets?

Belphegor: No, what is it?

Asmo: They tell the pet that they're adopted, and then the animal gets all sad.

Levi: Lolol, they really do that?!

MC: Yeah, it's adorable. I can show you some videos the next time we go to the human world.

Mammon: Pfft, sounds stupid. What's even the point of telling us this? Devildom pets are way smarter than some lame human world ones.

MC: I'll give you 50 Grimm for every one of our pets you tell is adopted.

Mammon, running out of the HOL: Bet!

Mammon, running through The Demon Lord's Castle's dungeons, being chased by Henry 1.0: You're... Adopted!!

Henry 1.0, immediately stopping his pursuit with sad eyes: Sss...?

Mammon, barging into Levi's room: Henry 2.0!

Levi: What the fuck?!

Mammon: You're adopted!

Henry 2.0, freezes, before swimming to hide in his tank's coral: blurp blurb plurb..!

Levi, summoning Lotan: You scumbag!

Mammon, getting swept away by the water: Lotan, you're adopted!

Lotan, who didn't even get a chance to rampage yet, eyes tearing up: Raur..?

Mammon, barging into Satan's room: Kitten-Mittens, you're adopted!

Kitten-Mittens, dropping her toy: Mrrp?

Mammon, running through the basement: Cerberus... You're... Adopted!

Cerberus, freezing, one head tearing up while the another's jaw drops:

Mammon, having gathered his murder of crows: You're all adopted!

Crows: CAW?!?!?

Mammon, placing a hand on MC's shoulder: MC, you're adopted.

MC, eyes welling up, voice shakey: What..?

The Bros: >:(

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ci3n · 8 months

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can i request sort of airhead mc with mammon and luci !! tysm love uuu :))

lucifer + mammon with an oblivious mc

➺ i haven’t written in so long i hope this is okay and i did like an oblivious mc cause i think that’s what u meant idk 😭 hope this is what u wanted :)) (also not proofread btw)

obey me masterlist !

lucifer

you’re taking years off this demon’s immortal life

you seriously can’t tell he’s in love with you like he has made it so obvious.

he could just straight up tell you, but his pride won’t let him, of course, so he sticks with romantic gestures.

takes you out on fancy dinners, showers you with expensive gifts, compliments you all the time, gives you his coats to wear, let’s you in his room/office and touch his stuff, makes an effort to spend time with you, remembers every tiny little detail about you, doesn’t hang you upside down when you get in trouble

and you think he’s just being nice to you for diavolo and the exchange program

old man is so tired pls notice him

his brothers feel so bad for him, like it’s so painfully obvious to everyone but you (satan and belphie do get a kick out of it, but at some point they also feel kinda bad)

tries dropping subtle hints, asks you questions like, “have you thought of whom you want to spend the rest of your days with?”

“uhm, i’m obviously gonna spend it with you guys; i mean it’s not like i know anybody else here, lucifer.”

“no, i didn’t mean the rest of the program i- nevermind mc”

solomon watched the entire thing happen and was losing his shit at the back until lucifer yelled at him

probably gets angry one day and just ends up telling you

“listen, mc, i’m in love with you. i have feelings for you. romantic feelings, so please get that through your thick skull”

“okay, i love you too, but you don’t have to be so mean about it”

mammon

just like his brother, he also won’t tell you because this man’s ego is bigger than the sky

he tries his best to do cute things for you, but he’s so bad at it

he got you flowers one time, but they were some sort of wild devildom flowers and you almost died when you sniffed them, tried to get close to you while watching a movie by trying to put his arm around you but hit you in the face really hard and almost broke your nose.

by now, you probably think he’s trying to kill you

asmo tries to help his brother by telling you for him much to his dismay “mc, you know mammon really likes you.”

“thank you, mammon; i appreciate it.”

what do you have against him pls

after a lot of convincing from his brothers, he finally decides to put the ego aside and come clean about his feelings, and this sweet idiot is so very happy when you say you feel the same, like you have no idea how relieved this demon is.

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xythlia · 9 months

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< WATCHMEWATCHMEWATCHME >

Diavolo/f!reader/Lucifer

𓏲 ࣪₊ cw : humiliation, cucking, fingering, cervix fucking, nipple pinching, m masturbation, choking, drool, dumbification,

First part of my 1k celebration! based entirely on an absolutely nasty dream I had once that I've never been able to shake >.< cuck luci in my heart 4ever sorry for any mistakes it's 3 am & just not my business anymore

Lucifers fingers ached, the need to clench and flex them growing by the minute. Being relegated to the position of silent observer was a new one, an idea put forth by the ever charming prince and between honeyed words and reassurances Diavolo managed to get you to agree.

He had to admit it was a bold proposal, Lucifer never expected you to agree but being seated here now with an ever growing erection was a pleasant surprise.

"Oh come now, I know you can do better than that," Diavolos teasing tone tore him from his thoughts.

He almost can't help the moan threatening to slip past his lips at the sight, the obscenity of watching made his heartbeat quicken as he sat forward.

You trembled in the soft glow of the lamplight, pussy spread by Diavolos skilled fingers as he toyed with you. It was thrilling to watch those fingers slide inside, the slow way they disappeared as your own fingers dug into the backside of your thighs as you held them up.

Gasps and whimpers came from you, eyes screwed shut against both the feeling of Diavolos fingers scissoring against your slick walls and against Lucifers piercing gaze. It felt like he was pinning you against the bed without laying a hand on you. Shyness clung to your skin like a sheen of sweat.

"Please Dia," you whined. It was all the more embarrassing considering they were both fully clothed while you were a squelching spectacle on the mattress.

"Hm? Don't tell me you're feeling embarrassed?" The question was punctuated by his fingers withdrawing, swiping through the sticky mess of arousal before slowly circling your throbbing clit. "You're already making such a mess, you like being watched don't you?"

Your eyes flick between the princes face, hunger and glee evident on his features, and Lucifers. Lurched forward, gloves hands fisted against his trousers and eyes so transfixed on your cunt it made your walls spasm around nothing.

You're so focused on Lucifer you failed to notice Diavolo undoing his own slacks to palm at his thick, flushed cock, smearing the beaded precum along the red swollen tip with his thumb before sliding through your wet folds. The touch is what snapped your focus back on him, moaning just from the anticipation of having him inside you.

He wastes no time lining up with your entrance, pushing the head down with his thumb before you feel it pop inside you, pushing against the band of muscle as your body slowly accepts each inch of mind numbing girth. The stretch feels agonizingly slow, the anticipation of fullness makes you twitchy so you let go of your legs to cup your breasts and rub your peaked nipples.

You know he's watching you, and slowly your earlier embarrassment melts away as Diavolos hips meet yours once he bottoms out, heavy balls resting against your ass as he kneads your thighs.

"Don't they look beautiful just like this?" He says with a grin as your cunt squeezes around his cock. You barely make out Lucifers hoarse whisper of yes, letting your head loll to the side to see him palming his clothed erection. A shiver of thrill crawled down your spine.

"They look so wet," he speaks as if in a trance.

"Mhm, practically dripping," he grunts, rolling his hips in a smooth thrust, pushing your legs back up to give Lucifer a peek of his cock being sucked back in by your needy cunt. The way he prodded against your cervix without even intending to, he was just that big, makes you yelp and dig your nails into his broad shoulders.

Your mouth dropped open in silent moans as his pace gradually picked up, the smack of skin on skin and the way you squelched with each inward movement forming a perverted melody in the dim bedroom. The whole scene made Lucifers head spin, hands moving of their own accord to free himself of his slacks and briefs, shamelessly pumping his fist up and down his cock in longing. Wishing he'd been invited as a participant rather than a spectator.

Diavolos hands wandered to pinch and tweak at your nipples, making you yelp and squirm against the bed. A wicked grin graced his lips.

"You're so sensitive, little one," he coos at you while twisting the bud of one breast slightly harder, enough to make your body jerk.

He's enjoying this far too much, indulging in making a mess of your body and enjoying putting on a show for his dear friend whom he knows is practically salivating imagining slipping his cock inside your fluttering pussy.

It spurs him on even more, thrusts settling into a brutal rhythm, each stroke of his cock practically a gut punch that forces the air from your lungs as tears start sliding down your cheeks. His tip making a home against your cervix with each steady kiss against it.

Your eyes have taken on a glassy, unfocused appearance which he relishes in as one large hand comes to caress your throat before his thumb digs against your pulse point. The lightheadedness mixes with the electric rush of pleasure, not caring that your tongue was poking past your lips and saliva threatened to drip from the corners of your mouth

It's exquisite to watch, a display of debauched utter submission that makes Lucifers cock twitch in his grasp. Hideous longing makes his fist move faster against his dick, pressure building to a boil inside his gut with each slap of those weighty balls against your ass.

Your thigh muscles were starting to scream as your body jostled up and down with the princes thrusts, the first sparks of orgasm threatening to burn you from the inside out.

"I want you to show him how pretty you look when you cum," Diavolo says through gritted teeth.

That's all it takes, as his hand quickly releases your neck and the blood rush slams into you with your orgasm right on its heels. It feels like all the air has been sucked out of the room, each clamp of your cunt punctuated with a teary blubber of his name as your back arches against the mattress.

As he keeps furiously thrusting inside you your bleary eyes find Lucifer once again, hazily watching cum spurt against his hand and the ragged way his chest rises and falls.

The only thing left in your ecstasy dumbed mind is one rapidly cycling thought: watch me, watch me, watch me.

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