#shall we date lord diavolo | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

angrykittenvoid · 11 months

Text

You owe me

Warnings: Lucifer being a perv, swearing, dirty talk, lots of sex

Summary: You want to make a pact with Lucifer but he wants something in return: your body.

He thinks you haven’t noticed his strange behaviours towards you, but you have. Staring at you when he thinks you’re not looking. His protective glare over you whenever you talk to one of his brothers. Or even when he’d put his hands on your waist to pass by you and his touch would linger a bit too long. Eventually he started holding your waist every time he’d pass by you even when it wasn’t necessary, and you swear you feel his cock rub against your ass every time.

He’s been wanting to feel you up for the longest time. Spending so many nights with his cock in his fist, moaning your name in ecstasy. Though imagining you under him screaming his name satisfied him enough to reach his climax, it just wasn’t enough. He needed you. The real you. And he wanted to make his fantasies of you a reality.

Lucifer was the last demon brother you needed to make a pact with but he’s been so hard to convince. One day you decide you’re done waiting for the right moment. You barge into his room to just come out and say it. “I want you to make a pact with me”, you say determinedly. Lucifer gets up from his chair and struts towards you with curiosity. “Why are you so adamant on making pacts with my brothers and I?” Of course you can’t tell him the real reason you want to make the pact, he’d be livid if he found out you’re trying to help Belphie escape the attic. “I’m in an entirely new world, I want to be as strong as possible.” You aren’t entirely lying, but you’re not telling the full truth either. Lucifer eyes you suspiciously as he walks closer.

“What’s in it for me?” The smirk on his face grows as a devious plan develops in his head. “What do you mean?” “Well if I’m gonna give you something without knowing your full intentions I might as well get something out of it.” He takes another step closer, making the small gap between you two even smaller.

“Fine, what do you want?” you say anxiously. “…I want to taste you”, he said with nothing but lust in his voice as he pinned you against the wall behind you. You’re now stuck between the wall and a very horny Lucifer towering over you. “I’ll make a pact with you if… I get to fuck you whenever I want for a month.” Your eyes widen in shock. Being a sex slave to a demon for a month?! You’re not sure you could even handle whatever sadistic, sexual tasks Lucifer had in store for you. As you eye him up you look a bit further down his body, noticing his already hard cock making a tent in his pants. Lucifer notices your staring and decides to rub his cock against your pussy. You let out a loud whine. “So what do you say? Wanna be my little play thing for a month?” What other choice do you have? You need to make this pact otherwise the work you put into making the other pacts would’ve all been for nothing. If this is the only way he’ll agree to a pact then so be it. You look up at him nervously and say “deal.” Lucifer has the most devilish grin on his face as he looks at his watch. “Well would you look at that. It’s midnight”, he says closing the gap between you two by kissing you roughly. He shoves his tongue passed your lips, dominating your mouth as he gropes your breast with one hand and your ass with the other.

“Our one month starts now.”

——

Lucifer takes full advantage of this opportunity by bending you over every chance he gets. You just woke up? Early morning, sloppy sex. You’re at school? He’s pulling you into the nearest storage closet. You’re chilling in your room? He’s pulling you into his room where you spend the night being his personal cum dump.

He puts you in every position he can think of. Missionary, downward dog, in front of a mirror, against the wall, and even in his office a couple times. In his right mind he’d be terrified if someone, especially Diavolo, walked in on you two in such an inappropriate position in his office, but he’s so pussy drunk he can’t think straight. All he wants is to feel you around his cock.

——

“L-Lucifer.” That’s the only coherent word you’re able to utter as Lucifer bullies your sensitive cunt. Besides your tired moans, the lewd sound of flesh smacking against flesh is all that can be heard within Lucifer’s bedroom. Earlier, he called your phone, all he said was “My room. Now” and hung up. And because of the deal you made, you couldn’t say no. Not like you’d want to anyway. You love the feeling of the hunky demon assorting his dominance over you and fucking your brains out every night. And now here you are, Lucifer slamming his hips into yours like his life depends on it. Hitting your sweet spot with every thrust as your eyes roll back in pleasure.

If only you could focus your eyes enough to see Lucifer right now, he’s a mess. Face sweaty, hair disheveled, and a string of drool rolling down his chin. “Fuck. You feel so damn good.” He grunts, leaning down to lay a rough kiss on your lips. His thrusts become sloppier as he gets closer to his climax. “Oh Lucifer- p-please make me cum.” Your desperate cries was all it took to push him off the edge, shooting hot streaks of cum straight into your womb. You follow suit as you come around his still hardened cock for what you think is the fifth time tonight.

“Oh baby, we’re only halfway done, remember? You’re still mine for the next 2 weeks. Actually I’m not sure I’ll be willing to let go by then. How about another few weeks? ’Nother few months? I just need to feel your sweet pussy for a bit longer. Damn, your fucked out face is getting me riled up again. You’re tired? Nah, you can handle one more round. Remember, you owe me”, he affirms as his thrusts start to speed up again.

This is gonna be a long night.

—————————————————————————

#obey me #obey me shall we date #lucifer avatar of pride #lucifer x mc #lucifer x reader #lucifer x female reader #obey me nightbringer #lucifer smut #mammonobeyme #beezlebub #perv lucifer #obey me smut #lord diavolo

6K notes · View notes

kpop-otome-yandere-here · 1 year

Text

Solomon: A person becomes more likable when they are clumsy or make mistakes; this is called the pratfall effect.

Diavolo, looking at Mc: You know, that actually makes a lot of sense sense.

5K notes · View notes

hes-sunshine-im-midnight-rain · 1 year

Text

this is allowed and I'm wheezing at what ppl put in their profiles

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me one master to rule them all #obey me meme #obey me memes #obey me crack #obey me nightbringer #lucifer obey me #beelzebub obey me #asmodeus obey me #lord diavolo #diavolo obey me #obey me lucifer #obey me beelzebub #obey me asmodeus #obey me diavolo #obey me screenshots #obey me screenshot

7K notes · View notes

moonstrumpet · 4 months

Text

I got a request for part 2 of Diavolo headcanons! This is the best I could do, It’s not exactly like the last one but I hope it’s good! It’s more like headcanons with a mix of short stories. Please let me know if you like this, I will continue more if so!

Slightly suggestive

Thank you so much for your interest in my head canons!

DEFINITELY keeps constant tabs on you. He needs to know what you did today! Did you hang out with the brothers? Did you hang out with Lucifer? If you hung out with Lucifer, he might get envious!

You might think you would call or text you at night and ask you what you did during the day. But sometimes he is just too busy and would ask Barbatos to give him every detail of what you did that day. He knows you could feel violated, but you don’t need to know. If you are going to be with him as he ascends to the throne, he needs you to be safe! (And because he is curious about everything you do)

Although he can’t be with you all the time, you offered him a piece of you, specifically, you guys share those magnetic bracelet heart charms when you combine together it forms a heart. The average demon cannot see it during meetings because his sleeves are covering it, but it’s there, and when he’s in his demon form, it is most CERTAINLY still there, and visible for everyone to see. When he’s feeling lonely, he sighs dramatically and lifts his sleeves to see the bracelet glimmering under the light. He doesn’t know it, but Barbatos always sees him smiling to himself sometimes when he looks at it. It seems extreme, but no average person understands the stress of being the future Demon King, especially so young.

Diavolo is very grateful to have someone like you, after all, you see him more than the King of the Devildom. You see his bright goofy smile and his love and curiosity for life. But, don’t let that distract you that he’s still the future king of all demon folk. He’s 100% royal blood, he grew up getting practically everything he wanted. He would practically dance his way through conversations effortlessly using his persuasion skills and manipulation. He knows how to play the game. He sees it in your eyes, you forget, and he takes advantage of that. You won’t notice the way he looks at you from behind when you two are walking together. The way his glowing eyes glue onto your outfit of choice today and the way it hugs all the right places. You might feel someone watching you only for you to turn around. It’s just Diavolo, friendly and kind with his usual, innocent(?) smile.

He’s very good at masking his true emotions, you see. Do you see? Do you see how much he needs you, your voice, your touch, your smell? He can’t live without it. He’s gotten everything and anything he ever wanted, everything except somebody to love, but now he has you, and he will not let go.

There are times he does think too hard about you leaving him. When he does though, he will call you with his usual tone of voice asking you to visit him at the castle. Thinking none of it, you gladly go to see your lover. Just know the moment you walk through his office door you're not going out till he sees fit.

Know that he would hold you down tightly against his locked office door and directly tell you the sweetest, tempting words while his hands slowly cage you deeper and deeper. His expensive cologne is overpowering and his body is unusually hot as he pressed his chest onto your back while you feel his hand slowly trail to your face, and lift your jaw up to the side to expose your neck. You yelp in surprise as he bites into your neck line while slowly leaving love bites down to your collarbone. He knows it hurts, he really does, but he just can’t help himself, after all you did tell him not to hold back anymore. He needs to know that you are here, right next to him. He needs to taste you. To feel you and to hold you. The intensity of his presence is practically overwhelming and swallows you whole.

He’s lured you in and you’ve eaten the forbidden fruit, now you're his. Don’t dance with the devil, they all said.

—

No matter how many times he loves to touch you, he loves it more when you touch him. He practically melts under your touch. I bet it surprises him every time too. He’s not used to someone touching him so casually. He doesn’t know how he got into this position, his head on your knees, as you are humming with your hands in his hair. It felt like heaven, ironically.

—

Or when you both were sitting and enjoying tea on the tallest balcony of the castle, enjoying the moonlight. No candles were needed as the full moon lit up the table full of pastries and two tea cups. His beauty was radiating to you and the way his golden eyes contrasted with the moonlight put you in a trance. One thing led to another and you mentioned your curiosity about his demon form. His eyes lit in surprise and laughed so loud you thought the whole Devildom heard him.

“Of course MC!” He exclaimed as he grabbed his chair to move away from the table so both of you are sitting in right front of each other. The feeling of his knee in between your legs made you weak.

He quickly stopped laughing when your hands softly glided across his chest as you admired his demon form in awe. His glowing gold eyes constantly follow your touch.

Your fingers glide against the smoothe black markings on his chest. He melts over your compliments and the touch of your warm hands against his chest. Slowly you lift your hand away from his chest and look up at him pointing to his horns.

He understands exactly what you want, and he will give it to you. He lowers his head for you to touch. The moment your hands reach his horns his hands grasp onto your shoulders. “Be gentle, MC” He breathes out. Taking his word, you slowly feel the smooth and ridged texture of his horns. The golden accents on his horns reflect the silver moonlight. The way you grabbed onto both of his horns sparked dark fantasies in his mind. Although prefers to keep that to himself for now. Diavolo snapped out of it when your hands left his horns. Leaving the ghost of your touch to linger. But, all the sudden, he felt you caress his wings. “MC!” he exclaimed in shock. He shot his eyes back up to meet yours.

Quickly, you removed your hand from his wings but he shot his hand onto your wrist tightly. Both of you staring wide eyed in surprise. He’s never felt like this with anyone before. He breathed, “MC.. your touch is intoxicating, I fear if you continue I would be able to hold back any longer.” He hesitantly lets go of your wrist. He stares at you with half lidded eyes brightening with a lovestruck gaze. His wings expand to his full length and completely block out the light of the moon leaving the only light coming from his gold eyes. “Do you know how much I lust after you, MC?”

Are you going to continue?

Although Diavolo has a reputation to uphold, every single demon in the Devildom and all the angels of the Celestial Realm know you two are dating. Everyone knows not to touch you or fuck with you. Unless they want to die. No one would dare to disrespect the future demon king like that. His mere presence in a room is intimidating, even his personality doesn’t stop people from fumbling over there words as they try to talk to the 7,0 (?) tall demon king with bright gold eyes looking down at the expectantly. He’s probably the biggest person in the room and JACKED. I mean this man is literally taller than Beel. Just imagine you're in a ballroom, looking for your lover in the sea of nobles, well, you don’t look for long because he’s the tallest one there with the largest wings and horns and covered in literal GOLD. Plus, practically everyone keeps at least 7 feet apart from him out of respect.

Realistically, if I saw him in the middle of my room in the dark at night just staring at me with bright gold eyes you would probably just DIE on the spot. GET AWAY YOU PARALYSIS DEMON‼️

I have a feeling that Diavolo will just watch you sometimes. Like when he’s supposed to meet you at a certain time he would come a bit early just to watch you sitting on a bench, waiting for him. It makes him even happier to see you all giddy and excited, smiling ear to ear because of him. It lights a fire in him that he cannot extinguish even if he tried. He loves to watch you get ready for him. He loves to see you try to impress him with your newest shirt or the way you specially color coded your outfit. Love it even more if you dress in red and gold. You're practically showing off to him.

One time, You were walking around with Asmo and practically tripped over your own feet when you saw the most beautiful jacket in the front section of Akuzon. You were babbling to Asmo about it only for you to see the price was WAY out of your budget. The next day, Sitting on your bed was the jacket you loved so dearly, with a note thanking you for all your hard work in the Devildom. Signed, Lord Diavolo.

When you're wearing clothes that he got you he will point at you and exclaim with the brightest smile on his face that he got that for you and say look how good you look. The brothers find it extremely annoying, your whole wardrobe is practically from Diavolo. This does not exclude shoes. The brothers stop asking where you get your clothes because all you say is “It’s a gift from Diavolo!” as you spin around for a fit check. It seems adorable on the outside, but the brothers are seething with jealousy that you're wearing clothes that he got you. You practically smell just like him now. (That was intentional on Diavolos' part)

Speaking of dressing up for him, Diavolo would definitely buy you a bunch of clothes, anything from designer to casual clothes. He would love to see you wear clothes specifically gifted by him. He purposely picks clothes that reveal your legs more or your collarbone, but he tries not to make you too uncomfortable, he just loves to examine every inch of your body. He just wants you to reach up and grab something or bend down a bit more. He just wants to see a little more, just a little more. He hopes you won’t notice, but sometimes he hopes you do.

When you go visit him at the castle wearing the clothes he bought you, His touch would constantly linger on your clothes and his fingers would fiddle with the bottom of your shirt, never fully lifting it but never stopping. He would talk to you over tea like usual but his hand would be on your thigh and slowly tracing along the fabric. You guys definitely have to be scooted together when having tea because he HAS to be touching you. Especially with those clothes, it feels like you're teasing him! (He did it to himself, he won’t admit that)

Diavolo would deliberately put you in the most compromising positions possible. Completely bending you down over the desk and somehow making it seem completely innocent, though that’s not what his mind looks like. If you're visiting him in his office he would accidentally drop his pen and ask you to pick it up in his casual friendly tone.

He loves it when you are on your knees looking up at him with those eyes, your eyes, your beautiful eyes. He almost feels bad for putting you in this position, almost.

Please look into his eyes when you hug him as he stares down at you. He would MELT. Your head is practically squishing in his chest, the warmth if your body reaches heart, causing him to squeeze you tighter as smiles deeply. He loves to hear you gasp in surprise as he hugs you tighter, it’s like he wants to absorb every part of you! 100% a way of cuteness aggression. He just stares at you and will SQUEEZE YOU. (Barbatos stops him)

Im still a new writer, I hope you like this! And thank you for requesting! 🥰

575 notes · View notes

saekindasus · 4 months

Text

Obey Me Headcannons :

MC is caught skipping class

Obey Me! Masterlist , Brothers' Version

Prompt : ᴅᴇᴠɪʟᴅᴏᴍ ʟᴀᴡ ᴄᴀɴ ꜱᴜᴄᴋ ɪᴛ, ᴍᴄ ᴏᴜᴛ.

ᴡᴀʟᴋ ᴡᴀʟᴋ ᴡᴀʟᴋ ᴡᴀʟᴋ ᴍᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢ ᴍᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢ ᴍᴇᴇ…ᴡᴀʟᴋ ʙᴀᴄᴋ, ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴄ ꜱɪᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴᴅᴏᴡꜱɪʟʟ? ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴜᴘ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇᴇ ʟᴏʀᴅ ᴅɪᴀᴠᴏʟᴏ ꜱᴛʀɪᴅɪɴɢ ᴛᴏᴡᴀʀᴅꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪꜱ ꜱᴜɴꜱʜɪɴᴇ ꜱᴍɪʟᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴀɴᴅ ᴍɪᴅ-ᴡᴀᴠᴇ. ɪᴛ’ꜱ ʜᴏɴᴇꜱᴛʟʏ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴄᴀᴜɢʜᴛ ꜱᴋɪᴘᴘɪɴɢ ꜱᴄʜᴏᴏʟ ʙʏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛᴀʟᴋᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴀᴜɴᴛ ᴇxᴄᴇᴘᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ɴᴏ ɪᴅᴇᴀ ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ꜱᴋɪᴘᴘɪɴɢ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ᴅɪᴀᴠᴏʟᴏ ʜᴀꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴᴇᴅ ɪᴛ ʏᴇᴛ?- ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴏᴛʜ ᴀʀᴇ ʟᴇɢɪᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴏɴᴇꜱ ɪɴ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʜᴀʟʟᴡᴀʏ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ɴᴏᴡ, ᴀɴᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ʀᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜰᴀᴄᴛ ʜᴀꜱɴ’ᴛ ʙᴇᴇɴ ʙʀᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ᴜᴘ ᴛɪʟʟ ɴᴏᴡ ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇ’ꜱ ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴀꜱᴋᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋꜰᴀꜱᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ɪꜱ ᴄᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛʟʏ ᴛᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʜᴏᴡ ʜᴇ ᴛʜɪɴᴋꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀꜰᴇᴛᴇʀɪᴀ ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛ ꜱᴇʀᴠɪɴɢ ʙʀᴜᴛᴀʟ ᴄʜɪꜰꜰᴏɴ ᴄᴀᴋᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪᴅᴅʟᴇ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ 3ʀᴅ ꜰʟᴜꜱᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ ɴᴏᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴅɪᴀᴠᴏʟᴏ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴜʀᴘʀɪꜱᴇᴅ ᴘɪᴋᴀᴄʜᴜ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀᴜᴅɪʙʟʏ ꜱQᴜᴇᴀʟᴇᴅ (ʙᴜᴛ ᴀ ᴛᴏᴜɢʜ, ʀᴏʏᴀʟ ꜱQᴜᴇᴀʟ ᴏꜰᴄ 👿((ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄᴏɴᴠɪɴᴄɪɴɢ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ʟᴜᴄɪꜰᴇʀ))). ᴛʜᴇ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ ʟᴏʀᴅ ɪꜱ ɴᴏᴡ ꜱᴘʀɪɴᴛɪɴɢ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀʟʟᴡᴀʏ.

“ʏᴏᴜ ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ɢᴏ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴄʟᴀꜱꜱ ɴᴏᴡ ᴍᴄ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪ’ʟʟ ꜱᴇᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴏᴏɴ ɢᴏᴏᴅʙʏᴇ-” (ʙʀᴏ ᴋɴᴇᴡ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴛɪʀᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ᴀᴘᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛʟʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇɴ’ᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴏɴᴇ ꜱᴋɪᴘᴘɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴅᴜᴛʏ 😭)

ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴᴅᴏᴡ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʀᴛʏᴀʀᴅ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ʙᴇʟᴏᴡ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴀɪʀꜱ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴇʟᴛ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴡᴇɪʀᴅ ɢᴜꜱᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴀɪʀ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀᴅ. ᴛᴜʀɴɪɴɢ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ʙᴀʀʙᴀᴛᴏꜱ ᴡʜᴏ ʟᴏᴏᴋꜱ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʜᴇ’ꜱ ꜱʟᴇᴘᴛ ᴀ ᴄᴜᴍᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ ꜱᴜᴍ ᴏꜰ 3 ʜᴏᴜʀꜱ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀꜱᴛ 3 ᴅᴀʏꜱ. ʜᴇ ᴏᴘᴇɴꜱ ʜɪꜱ ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴛᴡᴏ ꜱᴇᴄᴏɴᴅꜱ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇꜱ ɪᴛ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ. ᴡʜᴇɴ ʜᴇ ꜱɪɢʜꜱ, ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴡᴇᴀʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʜᴇᴀʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀꜱᴛ ꜰᴜᴄᴋ ʜᴇ ʜᴀꜱ ᴛᴏ ɢɪᴠᴇ ʜᴀɴɢɪɴɢ ɪᴛꜱᴇʟꜰ. ʙᴀʀʙᴀᴛᴏꜱ ʟᴏᴏᴋꜱ ᴅᴏᴡɴ, ꜱʜᴀᴋᴇꜱ ʜɪꜱ ʜᴇᴀᴅ, ᴇxʜᴀʟᴇꜱ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ, ʟᴏᴏᴋꜱ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴜᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ…ʟᴏᴏᴋꜱ. ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ꜰɪꜰᴛᴇᴇɴ ꜱᴇᴄᴏɴᴅꜱ ᴏꜰ ʜɪᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ʙʟɪɴᴋɪɴɢ, ʏᴏᴜ Qᴜɪᴇᴛʟʏ ᴘɪᴄᴋ ᴜᴘ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴏᴏᴋ ʙᴀɢ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴀ xᴀɴᴀx ᴀɴᴅ ᴏꜰꜰᴇʀ ɪᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛɪʀᴇᴅ ᴏʟᴅ ᴍᴀɴ. ʙᴀʀʙᴀᴛᴏꜱ ᴛᴀᴋᴇꜱ ɪᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ ꜱɪᴛꜱ ɴᴇxᴛ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ.

“ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍɪɴᴇ. *ʜᴇ ꜱᴡᴀʟʟᴏᴡꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘɪʟʟ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ꜱᴛᴀʀɪɴɢ ꜱᴛʀᴀɪɢʜᴛ ᴀʜᴇᴀᴅ. ʜᴇ ɪꜱ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ɴᴏᴛ ʙʟɪɴᴋɪɴɢ*”

ꜱᴏʟᴏᴍᴏɴ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴡʜɪꜱᴛʟɪɴɢ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴡᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀʟʟᴡᴀʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪꜱ ʜᴀɴᴅꜱ ɪɴ ʜɪꜱ ᴘᴏ��ᴋᴇᴛꜱ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʜᴇ ꜱᴀᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀʟʟᴡᴀʏ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪɢʜᴛ. ᴀʜ! ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴀ ɴɪᴄᴇ ꜱᴜʀᴘʀɪꜱᴇ ᴛʜᴇɴ, ʜᴇʟʟᴏ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴍᴄ. ᴡʜᴀᴛᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀᴇ? ɪꜱɴ’ᴛ ɪᴛ ɴᴏᴡ ᴅᴇᴠɪʟᴅᴏᴍ ʟᴀᴡ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ? ᴛᴡᴏ ᴄʜᴏɪᴄᴇꜱ ʜᴇʀᴇ, ᴛᴇʟʟ ʜɪᴍ ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ꜱᴋɪᴘᴘɪɴɢ ᴏʀ ᴀꜱᴋ ʜɪᴍ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇ’ꜱ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀᴇ, ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ʙᴏᴛʜ ꜱᴜᴘᴘᴏꜱᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ɪɴ ᴅᴇᴠɪʟᴅᴏᴍ ʟᴀᴡ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ɴᴏᴡ. ɪᴛ’ꜱ ᴀ ꜱʜᴀʀᴇᴅ ᴄʟᴀꜱꜱ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴄʜᴏᴏꜱᴇ ᴏᴘᴛɪᴏɴ ɴᴜᴍʙᴇʀ 2 ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ꜱᴜʀᴇ ʜᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡꜱ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴᴀʟ ᴇxᴘᴇʀɪᴇɴᴄᴇ. ꜱᴏʟᴏᴍᴏɴ ɢʀɪɴꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴇʟʟꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪᴛ’ꜱ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴏᴋᴀʏ ɪꜰ ʜᴇ ꜱᴋɪᴘꜱ ꜱɪɴᴄᴇ ʜᴇ’ꜱ ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ʜɪᴍꜱᴇʟꜰ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟɪᴀʀ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴜʙᴊᴇᴄᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀᴡꜱ ɪɴ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴠᴀʀɪᴏᴜꜱ ʀᴇᴀꜱᴏɴꜱ ʜᴇ ᴡᴏɴ’ᴛ ʙᴇ ɴᴇᴇᴅɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴇxᴘʟᴀɪɴ. ʙᴜᴛ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴡᴏʀʀʏ ᴍᴄ, ꜱᴏʟᴏᴍᴏɴ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅɴ’ᴛ ᴍɪɴᴅ ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ-ᴄʟᴀꜱꜱ ᴛᴜᴛᴏʀɪɴɢ ꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ. ꜰᴏʀ ɴᴏᴡ, ʜᴇ ꜰɪɴᴅꜱ ʜɪᴍꜱᴇʟꜰ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ꜰʀᴇᴇ ꜱᴄʜᴇᴅᴜʟᴇ (ᴡᴏᴡᴡᴡ), ꜱᴏ ʜᴇ’ʟʟ ʙᴇ ɢʟᴀᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴀᴄᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀɴʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇᴠᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ɢᴏɪɴɢ!

“ ɪꜰ ᴡᴇ ʀᴜɴ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʟᴜᴄɪꜰᴇʀ, ʀᴇᴄᴏʟʟᴇᴄᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀᴇ ꜱᴘᴇʟʟ ɪ ᴛᴀᴜɢʜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴀꜱᴛ ᴡᴇᴇᴋ. ʜᴍ? ʏᴇꜱ ʏᴇꜱ, ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ʙʏ ‘ᴘʀᴀᴄᴛɪᴄᴀʟ ʀᴇᴠɪꜱɪᴏɴ’. 😊”

ꜱɪᴍᴇᴏɴ ᴅᴏᴇꜱɴ’ᴛ ꜱᴇᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴋɪᴘᴘɪɴɢ. ꜱɪᴍᴇᴏɴ ɪꜱ ɪɴ ᴄʟᴀꜱꜱ. ꜱɪᴍᴇᴏɴ ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴇʟʟɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴇᴀᴄʜᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ᴘʀᴏʙᴀʙʟʏ ꜱɪᴄᴋ ᴏʀ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ᴀ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ᴅᴀʏ. ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴊᴜꜱᴛɪꜰʏɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀʙꜱᴇɴᴄᴇ, ʜᴇ ᴛʀɪᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀ ᴛᴇxᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴀꜱᴋ ᴡʜᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴏᴋᴀʏ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴋᴇʏᴡᴏʀᴅ ɪꜱ ᴛʀʏ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɴ’ꜱ ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴏɴ ᴛʜɪɴ ɪᴄᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪꜱ ᴅ.ᴅ.ᴅ (ᴏɴᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇꜱᴇ ᴅᴀʏꜱ ɪᴛ’ꜱ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴡɪᴛᴄʜ ᴏꜰꜰ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴘɪᴛᴇ 💀) ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴅᴅᴇᴅ ᴘʀᴇꜱꜱᴜʀᴇ ᴏꜰ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴜʟᴇꜱ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴛʀʏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴇxᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇꜱᴋ ᴅᴜʀɪɴɢ ʟᴇᴄᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴍᴀᴋᴇꜱ ɪᴛ ᴀ ʀᴜꜱʜᴇᴅ ᴊᴏʙ. ᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴇᴀᴄʜᴇʀ ᴡᴀʟᴋꜱ ᴛᴏᴡᴀʀᴅꜱ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʜᴇ’ꜱ ꜱɪᴛᴛɪɴɢ ꜱɪᴍᴇᴏɴ ᴘᴀɴɪᴄꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪᴛꜱ ꜱᴇɴᴅ. ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ꜱɪᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ᴀ ᴛʀᴇᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀʀᴅᴇɴ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅ.ᴅ.ᴅ ʙᴇᴇᴘꜱ. ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ɪᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴏᴛɪꜰɪᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪꜱᴘʟᴀʏ, ʏᴏᴜ ꜱQᴜɪɴᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇʏᴇꜱ. ᴛʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛɪʟᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴀᴛ ᴀ 45 ᴅᴇɢʀᴇᴇ ᴀɴɢʟᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʀʏ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ.

“ᴍᴄ ʀ ᴜ ᴏʜꜰʀʙᴠᴇᴜꜱᴜʀꜰʏᴠᴡɪᴏᴇʀʙ38947290.;;;[“ - ꜱɪᴍᴇᴏɴ, ᴀʀᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇʟ

ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ’ꜱ ᴏɴᴇ ꜰᴜʟʟ ᴄʟᴀꜱꜱ ꜱᴋɪᴘᴘᴇᴅ. ɢɢ, ᴘᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱᴇʟꜰ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴍᴄ. ɴᴏᴡ ᴡᴇ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇxᴛ- ᴡʜᴏ’ꜱ ꜱᴄʀᴇᴀᴍɪɴɢ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ᴍᴇ. ᴛᴜʀɴɪɴɢ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ, ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴄʀᴀꜱʜ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏᴡᴇʀ ʜᴀʟꜰ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴏᴅʏ. ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴏʀᴄᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴏᴘ ʀᴇꜰʟᴇᴄᴛꜱ ᴍᴀɪɴʟʏ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴏɴᴛᴏ ʟᴜᴋᴇ’ꜱ ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇ’ꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ꜱᴛᴜᴍʙʟᴇꜱ ᴍᴏʀᴇ 😔. ʟᴜᴋᴇ ꜱᴛᴀɢɢᴇʀꜱ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇɴ ꜱᴛʀᴇᴛᴄʜᴇꜱ ʙᴏᴛʜ ʜɪꜱ ᴀʀᴍꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛ-ᴘᴏꜱᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇɢᴀɪɴ ʙᴀʟᴀɴᴄᴇ, ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀɴʏ ʀᴇꜱᴘᴇᴄᴛᴀʙʟᴇ ᴀᴅᴜʟᴛ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ. ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ʀᴇᴄᴀʟᴄᴜʟᴀᴛɪɴɢ, ʜᴇ ᴍᴀᴋᴇꜱ ᴇʏᴇ-ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀᴄᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛꜱ ʙʟᴀꜱᴛɪɴɢ ᴏꜰꜰ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀɴ ᴇxᴀꜱᴘᴇʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴇxᴘʀᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴ. ᴀᴘᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛʟʏ ꜱɪᴍᴇᴏɴ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ʜɪᴍ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴄʟᴀꜱꜱ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀʙꜱᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴜᴋᴇ, ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴄᴏɴɴᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟᴀᴄᴋ ᴏꜰ ʀᴇᴘʟʏ ᴛᴏ ꜱɪᴍᴇᴏɴ’ꜱ ᴍᴇꜱꜱᴀɢᴇ ᴀꜱ ᴀ ᴄᴏɴᴄʀᴇᴛᴇ ꜱɪɢɴ ᴏꜰ ᴅɪꜱᴛʀᴇꜱꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴏᴍ ꜱᴛʀᴏɴɢ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʀᴇɴᴅᴇʀᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴜɴʀᴇꜱᴘᴏɴꜱɪᴠᴇ, ꜱᴇᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʀʏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛᴇ ʏᴏᴜ.

“ᴏʜ ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ꜰᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ᴍᴄ, ɪ ᴅɪᴅɴ’ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ꜱᴏ ɪ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ʟᴜᴄɪꜰᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴍɪꜱꜱɪɴɢ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢ ᴄʟᴀ- ᴍᴄ? ᴍᴄ?!?!” (ʏᴏᴜ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ꜱᴀᴛ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰʟᴏᴏʀ ɪɴ ᴅᴇꜰᴇᴀᴛ.)

ᴍᴇᴘʜɪꜱᴛᴏᴘʜᴇʟᴇꜱ ᴡᴀꜱ ꜱᴘᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ ʜɪꜱ ꜰʀᴇᴇ ᴘᴇʀɪᴏᴅ ꜱɪᴛᴛɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴏɴ ʀᴏᴏᴍ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏᴏᴋ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ʀᴇꜱᴇᴀʀᴄʜɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ʜɪꜱ ᴘʀᴏᴊᴇᴄᴛ ɪɴ ᴅᴇᴠɪʟᴅᴏᴍ ʜɪꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴀɴ ɪɴ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱʜᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴏʀ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴜʀɴ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇᴇ ᴍᴇᴘʜɪꜱᴛᴏ ꜱɪᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜᴄʜ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇʏᴇꜱ ᴡɪᴅᴇ. ʜᴇ’ꜱ ᴜꜱᴜᴀʟʟʏ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇ’ꜱ ꜱᴇᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀʟᴋ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴇᴠɪʟᴅᴏᴍ ʟᴀᴡ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴘᴇʀɪᴏᴅ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ. ᴀꜱ ʜᴇ’ꜱ ᴏᴘᴇɴɪɴɢ ʜɪꜱ ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ, ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴᴛᴇʀʀᴜᴘᴛ ʜɪᴍ, ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴍᴀɴ ɪꜱ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ꜱɴɪᴛᴄʜ, ᴀɴᴅ ʙʟᴜʀᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ “ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ꜰᴜᴄᴋ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʟᴜᴄɪꜰᴇʀ ?.” ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴇQᴜᴀʟʟʏ ᴡɪᴅᴇ ᴇʏᴇꜱ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇꜱ ʜɪꜱ ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴇꜱ. ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ꜱᴇᴇᴍꜱ ʟɪᴋᴇ 30 ꜱᴇᴄᴏɴᴅꜱ, ʜᴇ ʀᴇꜱᴇᴛꜱ ʜɪꜱ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ, ʜᴏʟᴅꜱ ʜɪꜱ ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴜᴘ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ, ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴏᴏᴋꜱ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ɪɴᴛᴏ ɪᴛ.

“…*ᴄʟᴇᴀʀꜱ ʜɪꜱ ᴛʜʀᴏᴀᴛ* ᴍɢʜᴍ…ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴀꜱᴛ ᴡɪɴɢ. ✍️”

ʀᴀᴘʜᴀᴇʟ ᴡᴀʟᴋꜱ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀʟʟᴡᴀʏ, ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ ᴛᴏ ʜɪꜱ ɴᴇxᴛ ᴄʟᴀꜱꜱ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʜᴇ ꜱᴇᴇꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴ ꜰʀᴏɴᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ᴡɪɴᴅᴏᴡ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴀɪʀꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʙᴀʀʙᴀᴛᴏꜱ. ᴛʜᴀᴛ’ꜱ ᴜɴᴜꜱᴜᴀʟ, ʜᴇ ᴛʜɪɴᴋꜱ ᴛᴏ ʜɪᴍꜱᴇʟꜰ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴜꜱᴜᴀʟʟʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ꜱɪᴍᴇᴏɴ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴘᴇʀɪᴏᴅ ᴀʀᴇɴ’ᴛ ʏᴏᴜ? ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇ’ꜱ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ꜱɪᴅᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴜɪʟᴅɪɴɢ, ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴄʟᴀꜱꜱ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ɴᴏᴡ. ʀᴀᴘʜᴀᴇʟ ᴄᴏᴍᴇꜱ ᴛᴏᴡᴀʀᴅꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ Qᴜᴇꜱᴛɪᴏɴ ɪᴛ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴀꜱ ʜᴇ ɢᴇᴛꜱ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇʀ, ʜᴇᴀʀꜱ ʙᴀʀʙᴀᴛᴏꜱ ꜱᴀʏɪɴɢ “ʀᴜɴ ᴀʟᴏɴɢ ɴᴏᴡ, ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄᴏᴠᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇxᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ.” ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʀᴜᴅɢᴇ ᴀᴡᴀʏ. ꜱᴜꜱᴘɪᴄɪᴏɴꜱ ᴀʀɪꜱᴇ ɪɴ ʜɪꜱ ᴍɪɴᴅ. ʀᴀᴘʜᴀᴇʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇꜱ ʜɪꜱ ᴡᴀʏ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ. ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴇᴀʀ ᴀ ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɴᴀᴍᴇ, ꜱᴀɪᴅ ɪɴ ᴀ ʟᴏᴡ ᴛᴏɴᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴜʀɴ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɴɢᴇʟ. ᴀ ꜱɪᴍᴘʟᴇ Qᴜᴇꜱᴛɪᴏɴ ɪꜱ ᴘᴜᴛ ɪɴ ꜰʀᴏɴᴛ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴄ. ᴡʜʏ ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴇʀᴇ?. ʏᴏᴜ ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ꜱɪᴅᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴜɪʟᴅɪɴɢ, ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴏᴛ?. ʟɪᴇ ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴀʀᴇ, ᴏʀ ᴄᴏɴꜰᴇꜱꜱ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜱɪɴꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴇʀᴀᴘʜɪɴ.

“…ᴏʜ?. 😐 *ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴡɪʟʟ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴄᴏɴꜱᴇQᴜᴇɴᴄᴇꜱ.* (ʜᴇ ɪꜱ ᴀ ꜱɴɪᴛᴄʜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘꜱʏᴄʜɪᴄ, ᴀʙᴏʀᴛ ᴀʙᴏʀᴛ)

ᴛʜɪʀᴛᴇᴇɴ’ꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜɪʀᴛᴇᴇɴ. ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ꜱᴋɪᴘᴘɪɴɢ ʜᴏᴍᴇ ᴇᴄᴏɴᴏᴍɪᴄꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀʟᴋᴇᴅ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀʟʟᴡᴀʏ, ꜱᴛʀᴏʟʟᴇᴅ ᴘᴀꜱᴛ ᴀ ᴠᴇʀʏ ꜰᴀꜱᴛ-ᴡᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ʟᴏʀᴅ ᴅɪᴀᴠᴏʟᴏ ᴡʜᴏ ɴᴏᴅᴅᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴀɪᴅ ᴀ ᴘᴏʟɪᴛᴇ “ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢ!” ᴛʜᴇɴ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ʀᴜɴɴɪɴɢ (?-) ᴀꜱ ꜱᴏᴏɴ ᴀꜱ ꜱʜᴇ ᴘᴀꜱꜱᴇᴅ ʜɪᴍ. ꜱʜᴇ ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴡᴀʟᴋᴇᴅ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴏɴ ʀᴏᴏᴍ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇᴇ ᴀ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ ᴍᴇᴘʜɪꜱᴛᴏᴘʜᴇʟᴇꜱ, ᴘɪᴄᴋᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ ᴀ ᴘɪʟʟᴏᴡ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜᴄʜ, ᴛʜʀᴇᴡ ɪᴛ ᴀᴛ ʜɪꜱ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴘʀɪɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴀꜱ ɪᴛ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ɪᴍᴘᴀᴄᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀʟᴋᴇᴅ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ᴀꜱ ꜱʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴅ ᴀ ꜱᴛʀɪɴɢ ᴏꜰ ᴄᴜʀꜱᴇꜱ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ʜᴇʀ. ꜱʜᴇ ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ʜᴇʀ ᴡᴀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴇᴠɪʟᴅᴏᴍ ʟᴀᴡ, ᴋɴᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ, ᴛᴏʟᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴇᴀᴄʜᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʟᴏʀᴅ ᴅɪᴀᴠᴏʟᴏ ʀᴇQᴜᴇꜱᴛꜱ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘʀᴇꜱᴇɴᴄᴇ. ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʀᴇꜱᴘᴏɴᴅ, ꜱʜᴇ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ᴇʏᴇ-ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀᴄᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ, ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴏᴛ ᴜᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴇɴᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ. ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴏᴛʜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀᴛ ᴀ ᴄᴀʀɴɪᴠᴀʟ ᴀꜱᴍᴏ ʜᴀꜱ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ, ꜱʜᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴀ ꜱᴍᴏᴏᴛʜɪᴇ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀʀᴏᴜꜱᴇʟ.

“ᴛʜᴇʏ ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴛᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴜꜱ ʜᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜱᴍᴏᴏᴛʜɪᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇxᴛ ʜᴏᴍᴇ ᴇᴄᴏ ᴄʟᴀꜱꜱ…ʏᴇꜱ. ʏᴇꜱ, ɪ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ꜱᴜɢɢᴇꜱᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ. 🫥”

Requests are open! Send me some, please-

Obey Me! Masterlist , Brothers' Version

431 notes · View notes

going-balls-deep · 5 months

Text

(Really bad spice warning?)

“Diavolo is fast and rough and scary” WRONGGG‼️‼️‼️

Diavolo LOVESSSS it slow and deep… the way his large frame cages your small one… the way you whimper as he makes you feel every INCH of him… feeling every inch of you as he softly fucks into you… the way his hands leave bruises from holding you so so close… the way you hold him so tight as he cums deep inside you… kissing you softly over and over as he tells you you did so well for him… holding you as you both fall asleep from exhaustion… the intimacy of the nights you spend with him is almost so overwhelming you could cry…

BOOO REGECT OLDER MAN SEXUAL VIOLENCE AND TURN TO SOFT BIG NEEDY INTIMATE MAN‼️‼️ (kidding yall can like whatever u want this post was for me and me only💀)

#obey me #obey me shall we date #omswd #diavolo obey me #obey me diavolo #lord diavolo #om! diavolo #obey me smut #obey me drabble #obey me memes

550 notes · View notes

defacatestenderly · 9 months

Text

Diavolo would absolutely love How It’s Made. Bring him up to the human world one day and put it on the TV and he’s watching that shit for hours. He’s more immersed in the show than an iPad kid watching Cocomelon. He takes it seriously, insisting that it’s crucial to the exchange program and understanding human world culture better.

However, he watches the show with awe and childlike wonder, fully immersed in the process of how a stapler is made. Diavolo won’t outright admit that he enjoys the show, but will claim that it’s very interesting.

When you both return to the Devildom he instantly hounds Barbatos to figure out a way to get the Science Channel or just the show onto his own TV in the castle.

Barbatos eventually gets the show on his TV, and Diavolo practically vibrates with excitement at the thought of watching the show with you when he has free time. Possibly for a date night if you reciprocate his affections for you.

A/N: I hope you all enjoyed this little drabble, please feel free to give me any feedback!

#obey me #obey me headcanons #diavolo x reader #diavolo imagine #diavolo fluff #shall we date diavolo #obey me diavolo #lord diavolo #diavolo x you #he would love it talk to the hand about it ✋#I wanna curl up into his side and have how it’s made marathons with him :(

1K notes · View notes

cooler-ian · 7 months

Text

Dom Mc is underappreciated, Its like ppl forgot that these demons are supposed to be obeying us.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me diavolo #im in your walls #obey me headcanons #obey me memes #lucifer obey me #shall we date mammon #obey me leviathan #asmo obey me #obey me belphegor #obey me beelzebub #obey me barbatos #barbatos supremacy #lord diavolo #diavolo #dom mc #mc obey me #lucifer x mc

590 notes · View notes

ryminsteddiesashanne · 1 month

Text

The five ways gay people sit

373 notes · View notes

catmadeofsalad · 6 months

Text

MC: Lord Diavolo...

Diavolo: Yes, MC?

MC: Is uh.. is Barbatos okay?

Barbatos: *smiling ominously* I'm perfectly fine, MC, what could possibly be concerning you? *eye twitch*

Diavolo: Barbatos found Solomon feeding rats.

MC: Where?

Barabtos: In my fucking kitchen.

Diavolo: 😶😨

MC: 😱

Solomon: *in the void*

554 notes · View notes

justaweasel · 21 days

Text

Thinking about MC getting pulled into the Devildom again (not angst I swear)

Just functional adult MC, thinking that time goes slower in the Devildom when, it doesn't.

" *Looking out a window* Hm.."

"What're you thinking about, MC?"

"I wonder what time it is in the human world... I never really thought about it, actually. How does time work here? Does time go slower.. or..?"

"The days you have spend here would be the same as up there."

You just kind of freeze. Like.. what? You have bills to pay. You have a life, a family, or at the very least a dog or some plants to look after. What the heck? No one told you? What about your job???

Depending on what kind of person you are, you'd either freak out (I would too), or just be chill and tell Diavolo.

After a freak out session, I'd RUN to that castle. Does anyone know I went missing? What about my job? Did you send an email at the very least??

Diavolo just kind of deer-in-the-headlights you and Barbatos slowly turns to him.

This is what I like about Obey Me, some stuff, like the MC's background is left to interpretation for different people, and some stuff just makes killer fanfic ideas. So happy times there.

(But fuck Solomare. ;P)

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos #diavolo obey me #barbatos obey me #obey me headcanons #obey me mc #lord diavolo #Barbatos

841 notes · View notes

nanawritesit · 2 years

Text

Obey Me! Dateables Imagine: MC is kidnapped by a lower demon and summons them to come save them

Demon Brothers Ver.

Characters: Lord Diavolo, Barbatos, Simeon, and Solomon

Trigger Warnings: MC is tied to a chair and slightly manhandled, slightly suggestive at the end of Solomon's, mentions of choking

A/N: As soon as I saw how many people loved the version with the brothers, I knew I'd be writing a version with the side characters! I've gotten so many requests to do so, and ya know, my now dateable babes deserve the same amount of love :) I changed the scenario a tiny bit since not all of them are demons, but its the same plot line, so ENJOY!

Oh! I almost forgot, I won't be writing for Raphael, Mephisto, or Thirteen since I don't feel like I know their characters very well. I'm only on lesson 28 but maybe if I get far enough into the story I'll start including them!

Scenario:

You thought all of this would be over. You had been at RAD for half a year now. All the demons seemed to be used to your presence and no one had so much as given you dirty looks anymore. When you first arrived you were the target of some bullying and pranks, but after the school learned you were under the protection of the seven brothers, that ceased to exist.

So when Judas, a popular and nice demon in your history class offered to help you study after school, you gladly accepted it. It was your worst subject, and exams were quickly approaching. He was smart, pretty, and seemed to get along well with everyone.

That was what you thought until you woke up in a dark room, tied to a chair looking up at him, horrified. Your mind drifted back to when he offered you a drink when you first came to the study room. He must have slipped you something and then drug you off to some secluded area.

“Why would you do this?” you demanded, tugging at the ropes that bound your fists together behind the chair.

“Because I think Lord Diavolo’s plan to unite the three realms is blasphemous.” Judas spat back. “Humans could never stand as equals to demons, and when I’m done with you, he’ll feel the same way.”

“I’ll give you one chance.” you told him with an ice cold stare, doing an awful good job at hiding your fear. “Let me go right now and I won’t call for him.”

Judas laughed maniacally, throwing his head back to the ceiling and clapping his hands. He then grabbed the back of your neck and forced you to look up at him. “Go ahead. I’m sure they won’t do anything. You may think that he likes you, but he only protects you out of pity.”

You gave Judas a small smirk before screaming out for your beloved.

Lord Diavolo:

"You sure about that?" a deep voice boomed behind Judas. Diavolo's enormous frame practically swallowed up the inferior demon, instantly striking fear into his heart. He was in his gorgeous demon form, which he hardly ever sported around his subjects.

Diavolo simply crossed his arms over his chest and chuckled. His calm demeanor was somehow even more terrifying than if he were acting as furious as he felt on the inside. But Diavolo was a true royal, and he knew the best way to get to this degenerate was to maintain his composure. He took slow, dignified steps towards him, flapping his huge, dark wings with each stride. He stopped in front of Judas and put one of his massive hands over his shoulder.

"Forgive me my subject, but I don't think I feel the same way as you. You see, MC is more valuable to me than the entire Devildom." Diavolo was acting very proper, but it was only because he had to keep his image as prince. "However, you did put your hands on my irreplaceable companion, who happens to be a guest in our realm. Now I can't just let that go unpunished, can I?" The smile on his face didn't drop for a second as he patted Judas on the back.

He then snapped his fingers and summoned the royal guard. The lower demon cowered in fear at the many soldiers that pointed their swords at him. He was shaking in his boots, sweating and tearing up.

"Aw, don't look so sad Judas!" the Lord laughed, "The dungeon isn't that dark and scary. In the future, I wouldn't recommend kidnapping a human that has a pact with the Prince of Hell." The smirk on his face was positively sinister. "Take him away." he ordered, and the guard immediately left the room, dragging Judas away as he begged for forgiveness.

Once they were all gone, Diavolo immediately unsheathed a dagger from his hip and cut your ropes open in one quick swipe. You instantly jumped into his arms. He was holding onto you so tight, as if he was scared you weren't going to be there if he let go. You pulled back after a while and realized that his demon form had vanished… and that he was crying.

"Dia it's alright, he didn't hurt me!" you reassured him, placing a comforting hand on his cheek.

"I'm so sorry." he pleaded, placing his hand over yours. "I told you I would keep you safe here. I failed you."

"No you didn’t, my prince." you told him, putting your forehead against his. "I knew you would come in a second. I never doubted you and I'm not going to start now."

"I love you." he whispered through a choked down sob. "I'm never letting you out of my sight MC. I promise you this won't happen again. I'll do whatever I have to do to make this kingdom a safe place for you."

Barbatos:

That poor little demon. Barbatos was known to be the most sinister and lethal demon in the entire Devildom. Not even Lucifer entertained the idea of crossing him. After all, he had to be extremely formidable to work as the Demon Lord's faithful butler. He was used to cleaning up messes for Diavolo, and taking care of several assassination attempts before word could even reach the young prince.

At first, Barb was surprised that you had chosen him. He thought for sure that you would call for one of the brothers. In fact, the only reason he had formed a pact with you was because they were all gone on a business trip one day, and he wanted to be sure that you had protection. However, he was beyond honored that your first instinct was to summon him. He had always secretly been jealous of your closeness with the brothers, wishing he could have that kind of relationship with you. He just thought you were so nice and lovely, but he was afraid that you only saw him as a side character in your life.

The butler was absolutely enraged when he saw the lesser man gripping on your neck as if you were some toy. The glow of his dark, powerful magic radiated all around him, and in a flash he tackled Judas to the ground. He pinned him down with his knee and tied his hands behind his back. Once Judas was restricted from all movement, Barbatos chuckled in a sadistic manner for a while at the scene in front of him.

"Ah, my apologies, but did you honestly think that I would let someone as pitiful as you get away with hurting MC? Not only are they a vital part of my master's dream for this kingdom, but I care for them far too much to let you lay so much as your pinky finger on them."

Next, he leaned down to whisper in Judas' ear. "Don't fret little infidel, our fun isn't over yet. I'll be back for you in a second." Judas was banished to some other location at the wave of Barb’s gloved hand, and you never saw him again after that moment.

"MC? Did he harm you at all?" Barbatos asked as he sliced through your restraints with his tail. There was so much concern in his eyes, you were so touched.

"No, I'm alright, it was just scary." you chuckled awkwardly. You could feel your anxiety overwhelming you as the ropes fell to the ground. You were shaking and tearing up, not being sure how to handle the adrenaline rush of the situation.

He reached out a hand towards you for a second, then pulled back in hesitation.

You shouldn't indulge in their presence. He thought to himself. They probably want one of the brothers to comfort them.

His internal monologue was interrupted when you suddenly jumped up and engulfed him in the tighest embrace he had felt in centuries.

"Thank you, Barbatos. I knew you would come for me."

He was utterly frozen, totally taken aback at your appreciation. He couldn't help himself anymore and put his arms around you. He squinted his eyes at the warmth of your embrace. It felt like he belonged there, and he never wanted to be anywhere else from that point on. Maybe you did see him as more than a side character.

Simeon:

To Judas' misfortune, he assumed that you would call upon another demon to come help you. He didn't know that you were also close with Simeon, one of the highest ranking angels. You knew that a demon, especially one as low ranking as him, would be powerless in the presence of such a celestial being. That and, Simeon told you when you first came here that if you were ever in trouble, you could summon him.

You guys didn't have a pact obviously, but he had given you a special crystal necklace that would activate in times of extreme stress and danger, that would notify him that you needed help. He had given it to you after your near-death experience with Belphie. He didn't want to tell you for fear of jeopardizing your relationship, but he had a very hard time forgiving Belphie after that because he almost took you away from him, and... he didn't like thinking about demons wanting to kill you. He wanted to protect you and be your guardian your whole life, until you could become an angel like him. He really did like you and when he imagined his eternity, you were always there next to him.

He appeared within seconds, literally glowing with divine light. Judas was blinded at the angel's heavenly brightness, and immediately fell to his knees.

"You poor, misguided soul." Simeon muttered softly, placing two fingers under Judas’ jaw and forcing him to look him in the eye. "Going around torturing innocent humans... its not your fault you can't be as virtuous and beautiful as MC is."

"Simeon, I-" Judas began rambling, "I didn't mean to-"

"Hush now." Simeon interrupted, clearly not willing to give him the chance to explain himself at all. He leaned down to Judas' face. "I pray that you find salvation with your creator."

"No please!" Judas begged, but Simeon was already taking off his glove. He emitted an even brighter golden light from his palm, and Judas disintegrated to ash at it.

"My dear MC-" Simeon began as he rushed over to untie you. "Thank goodness I gave you that necklace. I don't know what I would have done if that monster laid a hand on you. You probably would have caught a glimpse of my dark side."

You laughed with him, taking his hand in yours. "Thank you Simeon. You always take such good care of me. I'm really happy to have you in my life."

His heart skipped a beat and he felt all warm and fuzzy. "MC... I don't have much experience with these kinds of things, but the way you keep brushing against death makes me want to confess something to you.

He brought the top of your hand to his mouth and kissed it before he went on. "I want to be with you, as more than just friends. I want to be by your side because you make me happy. If you'll have me, I'd like to be yours."

"Thank god- sorry, thank goodness." you chuckled, "I was starting to think you were never going to ask me. I've wanted you since the moment I laid eyes on you."

He laughed with you, placing his forehead against yours.

"How about an equivalent exchange? I'll belong to you and you'll belong to me. It'll be like our version of a pact."

"Simeon, if you ever call our relationship a pact, I'll tell Solomon you want him to make dinner for you." you joked, pulling him in for a sweet kiss. His soft lips pressed against yours, one hand cupping your cheek and the other squeezing your own, running his thumb along the back of it. He was smiling into the kiss, and you couldn't help but do so as well.

"Your angel pleads for your forgiveness." he beamed, looking into your eyes with such pure adoration.

Solomon:

You guys didn't have a pact, but he did teach you a special summoning spell to use should you ever have issues with your magic and need his guidance. He didn't anticipate that it would also be useful in emergency situations, but he was glad that he had taught you.

Solomon is the most morally grey of all the guys, so he would have a really fun time with this lower demon. His dark eyes squinted at the sight of Judas with his hand on the back of your neck. Then he held his hand out and put him in a binding spell, pressing Judas flat against the wall until he couldn't move a muscle.

Solomon strode up to him and pressed a hand on the wall over his shoulder, looming overtop of him. "Care to explain what you were planning on doing to my apprentice? I'd love to know so I can deliver a curse unto you that's befitting."

Judas was struggling against the magic to utter out a sound that would somehow save him from Sol's wrath. But it was far too late, for he had already crossed a pretty thick line.

"I can't believe a creature like you had the gall to go after the companion of one of the world's most powerful sorcerers." Solomon began, his magic causing Judas' veins to pop out along the surface of his skin. "I'm almost impressed. However, you still threatened my favorite person, and I can't have other heathens like you thinking I'm okay with that. Unfortunately I'll have to make an example of you, little one."

The sorcerer then placed his palm against the demon's forehead, delivering the curse unto him. Once he was released from the curse, he sprinted out of the room.

"Don't worry, the true effects will show up in a few minutes. After that, no other demon here will even dream of hurting you." He got you out of the chair and helped you up.

"Sol..." you began, fighting back tears as he held your hands in his own. "I don't want to admit it, but that was really scary."

"It's alright, you're allowed to be scared. In fact, you should hang onto that sense of fear down here. It means you're still human." he smiled, running his thumbs along the backs of your hands.

"Well, you're a human, and you're not scared of anything." you challenged him.

"Sure I am." he chuckled, leaning in closer to your face. "Seeing you in danger like this? That scared me."

"I don't believe you." you told him, shaking your head with a smirk.

"Perhaps this will win you over?" he asked before capturing your lips in a kiss. You relaxed into his touch, putting your hands together behind his neck, his own slipping down to your waist. You indulged in each other for a moment, then he pulled away and grinned at you. "Let's go up to my room. I'll teach you some protection spells, and if you're a good little apprentice, I'll give you a reward."

6K notes · View notes