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TONARI NO KINNIKU JOSHI ( となりの筋肉女子 )
The Muscle Girl Next Door / Ano Amesuke
Complete, with 20 chapters / 1 volume
F/M; Shoujo, Romance, Slice of Life + masc f, dom f, sub m
SUMMARY: Daria maintains the image of a cool and aloof university student, hiding that he is actually quite sensitive about his appearance, particularly his gangly limbs. Contrary to expectations, he has a major crush on his neighbor, Ruby, whose rippling muscles would put any bodybuilder to shame. Daria can't help but admire her heroic and earnest attitude, not to mention her attractive body!
Tonari no Kinniku Joshi follows the comedic, everyday life of a tsundere boy trying to catch the eye of his cool and muscular neighbor.
MAL SCORE: 6.73
PERSONAL SCORE: 7/10
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rose-of-the-valley · 1 year
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Screencapped the HoL 1st floor map from my PC so it's actually readable!
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l3viat8an · 1 month
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In your opinion out of all the sides (except luke ofc) which guy gives the most “big dick energy” 👀 (you are free to rank them from biggest to smallest if you wish :3)
I mean- Diavolo definitely has big dick energy- but everybody says that so it seems like more of a fact now sjksjsk
I’d say Barbatos!!!- hang on AND HEAR ME OUT!!!- This man has a big dick and he knows it.
It’s just…..something about his quiet self assurance, he’s not trying to overcompensate in other areas of his life.
Barbatos shows that he doesn’t feel the need to prove some kind of extreme masculinity either-
He’s comfortable in his masculinity and doesn’t need others approval.
To me that’s like the biggest big dick energy 👌
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hakirachan · 4 months
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I am bored once more, so have another tierlist bc I don’t know what else to do with my life
The OM! boys ranked by their crime’s severity
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cosmicstarlatte · 4 months
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Imagine an mc that can switch from a sheep to a human at will😭 mc being mad at one of them then switching to a sheep and running away🫠
-Sleep deprived anon
LMAO I love this!!!
MC: *sheep bleating in the distance*
Mammon: GET BACK HERE ALREADY WE SAID WE'RE SORRY!!!
Asmo: *catches MC & cuddles them* I got them!!! Oh you look so cute when you're mad!!!
MC: *kicks Asmo*
Asmo: NOT MY BEAUTIFUL FACE!!! *cries*
Everyone else: *sees sheep MC tearing apart the common room bleating angrily*
Everyone else: ...Okay maybe we should come back later 😨
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“You’re drunk.” “And in love, please give me your number.” “We’re dating.” Would love to see it with mammon
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Your night was pretty uneventful, to the point that you were about to just crawl into bed. Only to get a text from Levi. "Please come get your boyfriend, he's wasted and trying to find your room but keeps knocking on my door LOL." And out of bed you go to go retrieve Mammon whose drunkenly stumbling around.
"There you are human! Listen I got somethin' to tell ya." He's leaning onto the wall with every other step to make his way over to you. "It's important." When he gets close, you stand next to him, letting him put some of his weight onto you instead.
"Okay." You have no idea what he's going to say. Especially when he's taking a deep breath and seems to be giving himself an internal pep talk before speaking again.
"I'm in love with you." To which you laugh, much to his confusion.
"Mammon, you're drunk."
"And in love, please give me your number.” He tries again, making you laugh even harder.
“We’re dating.” You eventually say, and he almost falls over in surprise.
"Wait actually?"
"Uh huh. We have been for months now." His eyes are wide as he tries to remember when this occurred.
"Really?"
"Yep."
"How'd I manage that?"
"You tell me."
"Nah there's no way. You're just so, perfect." You laugh again, shaking your head as you start to guide him to bed and his steps are all wobbly. Wondering as more compliments to you fall out of him in drunken rambles, if he'll even remember all this in the morning.
He does. He very much does. Sending you pleading messages when he eventually crawls out of bed to never bring this up again.
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nerdy-talks · 1 year
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A beautiful man enjoying some Demonus while admiring cherry blossoms 🌸
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mob-is-a-psycho · 1 month
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To those that suck at sending AP, I wish you the warmest and soggiest of pillows at night 🥰
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moth--blood · 11 days
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to love is to consume
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TENSHI JA NAI!! ( 天使じゃない!!)
I’m No Angel!! / Shigematsu Takako
Complete, with 40 chapters / 8 volumes
F/M; Shoujo, Genderbender, Comedy, Romance + cross dressing, genderbender, gb: mtf, disguised as opposite gender, fem m, long hair m
SUMMARY: In the play of life, all Hikaru Takabayashi wanted was to be part of the scenery. Tormented by jealous schoolmates ever since she appeared in a famous commercial in grade-school, Hikaru transfers to a prestigious all-girls' academy where she hopes to settle  down to a quiet life of anonymity. But when her new roommate turns out to be the super-popular TV idol Izumi Kido, Hikaru finds herself thrown smack in the spotlight's glare once more!
And as if living with a celebrity wasn't bad enough, Hikaru discovers that there's more to Izumi than her "good girl" image—she's a he! And this is only the first of Izumi's many dangerous secrets! Now Hikaru's the unwilling star player in a madcap tale of deception, abduction, humiliation and blackmail... you know—the usual romantic stuff.
MAL SCORE: 7.88
PERSONAL SCORE: 8/10
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It was an average day in the Devildom. (at least this version of it)
MC had shown up to the HOL and did whatever the 7 brothers needed them to, with the compulsory antics ensuing, as was customary. They were having fun, and it was all going well.
Until it wasn't.
The signs that they should rest their eyes started at around 14:16, and, like a stubborn idiot, they ignored them. The brothers would be here to take care of them, after all.
They didn't realise that they weren't in their timeline until their eyes were burning and they were rushing to their room, looking for eye drops, only to realise that it wasn't their room yet and their eyedrops were in Cocytus Hall, with Solomon.
As much as they loved the dumbass, they wouldn't trust him with this. And, while he could deal with joint pains and fatigue episodes, he couldn't deal with them constantly rubbing their eyes to try and alleviate the searing pain. He was an extremely powerful sorcerer who had even the strongest demons in his league, but he couldn't deal with people massaging their eyes. Or putting in eye drops.
Another thing about this timeline: none of the brothers trusted them yet. They're a weird demon to them, newly fallen angels, and asking them to look after them while their head hurt too much to think was downright stupid at this point in time.
As they were lamenting about their unfortunate circumstances, the door to the room opened behind them, and as soon as they heard who it was, MC knew they were fucked.
Their back still to the door, MC took a deep breath in and closed their eyes.
"What are you doing in here?" Lucifer asked, his voice threatening. One wrong move, and they'd have to deal with his anger, which, even on a good day, was unpleasant.
Heaven's sake, how do they even reply to that question without getting into trouble? They didn't think they could.
They willed themself to turn around, towards the light that was making them want to claw their eyeballs out, and open their eyes. Might as well be facing him when he kills them.
He was far away and blurry. Fuck, they weren't wearing their glasses. That's probably why the world itself seemed to hate them.
"... Well?" Dangerous. That was how they would explain this situation before them, were they asked. Even though they struggled to make out his face, it didn't take a genius to figure out he was challenging them.
He flips the light switch on, and all they can do to defend the attack against their corneas is to fall to their knees and cover their eyes, crying out. They suddenly felt very nauseous. Why does their eyes hurting always cause them to feel nauseous?
Nausea was one of the things they hated most. Naturally, behind burning pain and feeling useless. They were experiencing all three of those, but who truly cared? They'd dealt with this bullshit before and they'll probably survive, so they just have to wait it out and hope it feels better.
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Are their eyes getting worse, or are they just overexaggerating the problem? Either way, the backs of their eyes were feeling as if they had been dipped into molten lava and they had to keep an arm over their mouth to feel like they wouldn't puke. When was the last time they ate? Most of the food they had been able to eat didn't exist yet or weren't available in the Devildom yet, so they'd just been ignoring the growing pain in their stomach.
Oh shit. What if they starve to death?
That was unlikely, they knew, but it was still horrifying. Starving was one of the worst ways to die, other than dehydration, drowning, suffocation, and being burned alive. The thought of their stomach acid slowly eating through it's container, days worth of lacking nutrition and sustenance making their body turn against them, was causing them to hold their arm closer to their mouth, mostly in raw fear.
They was so caught up in their thoughts that they didn't notice Lucifer crouching down next to them until the feeling of a gloved hand on their head brought them out of their spiral.
They startled, opening their eyes despite the pain. He was close enough that they didn't need to be wearing their glasses to see him properly, and had concern etched onto his face, the earlier danger nowhere to be seen.
"Are you okay?" He asked, his hand returning to his side now that he'd caught their attention.
"Honestly? Not at all." They gave a humorless laugh.
"May I inquire about what's wrong?"
"Oh, just being plagued by visions. Y'know, the usual." They spoke the term they were used to. Back in their time, they had started referring to their eye problems like this to lighten their mood, and it just stuck.
Lucifer raised his eyebrow. It took them a second to realise that he hadn't encountered this yet.
"Oh, yeah. Sorry. You probably don't know what I'm talking about. My eyes sometimes start burning, and I started calling it being 'plagued by visions' a few years ago."
"Ah. Burning, you say?"
"Yeah, it's usually, like, this searing pain at the backs of my eyes. Light usually makes it worse."
"Okay. Why were you in this room, though?"
Shit. They couldn't say this used to be their room. What excuse could they make to explain this? Maybe they could say half-truths?
"I thought my eye drops were in here. They weren't, though."
He eyed them suspiciously.
"Why would they be here? Last I remember, this room was off limits."
Lying to a very powerful demon wasn't that bad, right? Oh well, in for a penny, in for a dime.
"I honestly don't know."
He squinted at them. They squinted back.
After a while of staring at eachother, Lucifer spoke again.
"You said light makes it worse, correct?" A nod of confirmation. "Will you be able to walk home by yourself in this condition?"
They shrugged. "I don't know for sure, but I'll manage."
He scoffed. "If you are so willing to get away from here that you'd put your safety on the line, I don't know what to tell you. I will say that I won't permit our only attendant being run over on their way home, though."
"What do you suggest I do instead, then?"
"I suggest that you let me walk you home."
That caught them off guard. The Lucifer from their timeline never had to walk them home, but he only started walking them to their room after they became close. Maybe this was to do with Lucifer only recently having fallen. Maybe he's still used to his angel ways, as unlikely as that sounds.
Still, a part of their heart fluttered. Him showing signs of caring about what happens to them is currently akin to finding an oasis in a desert. They missed him being affectionate.
"All right. Thank you."
The walk home was nice, even if the street lights made them want to cry and it was quite silent. Lucifer was surprisingly helpful on the way, and now they were both standing at the front door of Cocytus Hall.
Mc turned around, gave a final salute to Lucifer, and then rang the doorbell before screaming. "Solomon, I know you're home already! Get your ass out of here and help your poor apprentice get into their home!"
After what seemed like a second of thought, they added; "And I swear to Diavolo that if you're anywhere near my stove, I will kick your ass."
After a minute, the door opened to reveal Solomon wearing a stain-covered apron. It was, indeed, the case that he had been cooking. "Oh, hello, dear! I thought I'd make you some dinner after your long day of work." At a murmer of "You little- I thought we agreed on you not using the kitchen?", he laughed. Then, he noticed Lucifer and raised an eyebrow.
Before he could question, Lucifer spoke up. "I was walking your, ahem, apprentice, home. I'll take my leave now."
Although the walk home for MC was pleasant, Lucifer's was full of doubts. Why had he offered to take them home? They probably could have made it themself. Also, why did he feeling so.. negative when Solomon called them 'dear'? He knew the two of them were in a relationship, it had been made apparent to him as soon as they could, but why did it irk him so?
He had paperwork to worry about, this was moronic to focus on.
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doomdaysdecays · 4 months
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shebelby13 · 15 days
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Whelp! Read for 8 hours straight! @korakos , babe? Chefs kiss. I cried. I laughed. I screamed. I concerned my dogs. My prediction for The Line ™️ from this book is "I will not look away." Now to go back through and reread it slowly over the next week to get that Depth!
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Can I get “Was it really necessary to wrap me in all the blankets like a burrito?” with Luci, please?
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Lucifer’s stress levels seem to be at an all time high. The amount of sighs you normally hear have doubled, you can’t recall a time this week where you haven’t spotted him rubbing his temples, one night he almost passed out as you embraced him upon welcoming him back home. And not to mention the varying between having a short temper and no energy to be angry at all. “Let’s have a movie night so you can destress.” You told him, and with little argument he agreed.
But he isn’t sure what wrapping him up in several blankets is supposed to do. You claimed that some people find the compression comforting, he isn’t sure he feels the same way. “Was it really necessary to wrap me in all the blankets like a burrito?” His questioning doesn’t faze you, as you continue your search for a movie. 
“I’m just trying to help you relax, you’ll see how it helps.” He doesn’t question your motives further, instead trying to settle in with the blankets wrapped around him while you pick a movie. When you do find one, you’re pressing play as you sit down beside him. For the first five minutes he followed along, only for his eyes to start feeling heavy, the need for sleep sneaking up on him. But he still tries to follow along, fighting away the urge to close his eyes. “You can go to sleep if you want, in fact you could rest your head in my lap if it would make you more comfortable.” 
You of course don’t seem to miss a beat, quickly identifying the one-sided battle he is waging against tiredness. “No I will finish watching the movie.” He pauses, before sending a smirk at your other direction. “But I will take you up on your other offer.” What he doesn’t realise, as he shuffles to rest his head on his lap, that he’s played into your hands. What is originally a simple offer to get more comfortable, is a ploy to have him rest. 
The warmth of the blankets begins to feel particularly cozy hugged around him, your lap a comforting place to rest his head, his eyelids feel heavier than ever. But he’s determined to continue watching. The fatal blow is when you begin to mindlessly caress his hair, the second your hand makes contact with his head, he doesn’t even bother keeping his eyes open.
And before he knows it, he’s asleep.  
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infinityinakiss · 6 months
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it's the best (and worst) kind of shows that leave you bleeding on the floor, and you still say "it was perfect. don't change a thing."
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chocottang · 4 months
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fnafhs tier list!! inspired by @multishipper-baby
making tier lists is so hard because my opinion is always changing 😭
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