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bepp-ers · 2 years

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yknow what? we need more yandere obey me in here. here are some headcanons for living with the yandere brothers!! requests are always open! <3

headcanons and general thoughts for yandere! obey me! swd? part 1 - brothers. gonna do a part 2 for dateables, will link here when done

When you first arrived in the Devildom, you weren't expecting the brothers to be like this at all.

Sure, as demons, they weren't gonna act like people, but this? This was just too much.

The first to... fall for you was Mammon, obviously. He was clingy, and almost treated you like a trophy.

It was a bit cute, at first.

"Look how cute me 'n MC look! We got matching sunglasses!!" would turn into "I was MC's first, ya know - Pretty sure they value me above you!"

It was a downward spiral. But that was only a slice of your problematic pie.

This lead you to Leviathan. Oh, insecure little Levi who - if you hadn't seen it for yourself first hand - you would think couldn't harm a fly.

Apparently, he needed you more than you needed yourself. You'd thought he was sweet, with his insecurities and all that.

Nope. He was way too clingy, always wanting you by his side.

He was worse than Mammon, and between the two of them you weren't entirely sure how you were going to cope.

Still, despite the uneasiness that befell you whenever you were in his prescence, he certainly wasn't the worst.

Beel came afterwards, seemingly hungry for food and your company.

Maybe it was because you saved his twin, or that you were always there to help him, but the guy fell and he fell hard.

He had an appetite, and be it eating your cooking, working out with you filming, or napping with you sandwiched between himself and Belphie, he was never satisfied.

He needed to be around you, and he wanted to protect you at all costs.

You were only a little human compared to him, he just wanted to keep you safe. And to keep you around him at all times, if that's what it took.

Moving swiftly on, you thought of Asmo who was almost as obsessed with you as he was himself.

Actually, that might be the other way around if you thought about it.

The guy initially didn't think you'd last a single week, and now he couldn't stop pestering you to spend every moment of every day with him.

Of course, though he couldn't spend all his time with you, he could dictate a lot of your life for you.

What should have been relaxing time to yourself was now dreadful, fearful horror to avoid at all costs. So handsy... sometimes, when you closed your eyes, you could still feel those slender fingers.

It was uncomfortable at best, and sickening to think about. He can't help it though, he protests, he just loves everything about you!!

To add to the ever-growing list, Satan knew just about everything there was to know about you.

"Knowledge is power," He had told you, and apparently this guy was pretty powerful.

It was almost as though he could see into your mind, he knew what you wanted before you could even think about it. It infuriated you, to the point where you'd begun to question whether you were truly alone in the safety of your own room.

He assured that, of course, it was nothing special, he just liked gathering information.

But something about the letters he left said otherwise...

The penultimate brother was, of course, the slothful Belphie.

A small mercy, you supposed, was how forward he was with his feelings.

He expressed on numerous occasions that, if given the chance, then he'd live with you and Beel and everything would be perfect.

And when you lay there at night, dark hair tickling your neck, leathery tail pinning you closer to him, you knew exactly how bad things were.

There really was no helping it, you were his saviour after all, having freed him from that attic and reunited him with his brothers.

Oh- and he did technically kill you, so he had to make it up for you! By showing you all this love, surely you'd realise how much he loved you?

And how much he appreciated you? He sure had a weird way of showing it, though, keeping you all to himself the way he did.

Worst of all, though, had to be Lucifer. He was powerful and he knew it, with an ego that was indescribably inflated, he treated you almost as property.

You couldn't get away- his word was like law. The only demon above him was Diavolo, and well, you wouldn't be receiving help from him anytime soon.

Life here was hell, which checked out considering as this was quite literally hell.

There is no escape. There is no refuge, or help to be found anywhere. You're stuck, so make the most of it! It's all you can do.

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wishluc · 1 year

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Hello hello, may i request for yandere Diavolo OM where hes tightly hugging darling because he's afraid that they'll disappear? You feel his hands all over you body and he whispers how much he loves you while slowly crushing you body (accidentally)

✧ CW: yandere character, non-consensual hugging, non-consensual kissing, power imbalance in relationship

✧ PAIRING: Diavolo x GN! reader

You can't say no to Lord Diavolo.

He's always been kind to you, greeting you warmly, and offering to help make your stay more comfortable, but you've never realized just how hard it is to turn him down. You've become comfortable with agreeing with him, because all he ever asked of you before was if you'd like to show him around your hometown in the human world or if you'd like to join him for tea, or if you'd stay for a weekend in his place (and even then, he said it as though he wanted you to have a break from the chaos in the House of Lamentation and not for the real reason—that he wanted to monopolize your attention, if only for a few days).

But he's never been so...upfront about such an odd request. So when he called you to his office and abruptly wrapped his arms around you, you were at a loss for words. This was unfamiliar; Diavolo's affection had never gone past an occasional pat on the back and a warm smile. And he just doesn't let go.

He sighs against the top of your head and calls out your name softly, so only you could hear—like an intimate whisper, "why don't you stay here a little while longer?"

How did he expect you to respond when he had you in such a position? Your head was almost tucked into him, and your arms painfully stiff by your sides, caged by his own bigger ones. He didn't seem bothered by how rigid and inflexible you were, and not even by your lack of response, content with being able to hold you so close.

Any words you would have said would have been too muffled for him to hear, but you were already frozen in place, your mind racing and your head spinning. Could you deny him?

"Don't worry about the legalities of it all," he continues, "I could just as easily keep you in here with me if there's anything stopping my appeal. To be honest, I'd much rather it be that way—the brothers have had too much time with you since you've come here, and I don't want them taking any more."

A hand around you moves a little lower, and you're unable to breathe yet again. Sweat trails down your front as Diavolo brings you in even closer (if that was even possible). Where was this coming from?

Suddenly, he laughs, not the usually boisterous sound you're familiar with, but softer, and goes to place a soft kiss on your head, fondness clouding his voice, "I don't dislike them for all their antics, but I don't know if any of them know just how much I like you. It frustrates me endlessly to see them constantly all over you, smothering you, right in front of me. And if you were unaware, I hope I made things clear now. I love you."

Just when you thought things couldn't get worse, with a firm arm tightening its hold around you with the hand stroking your side, another finding purchase on the small of your back, and your body almost melting into his, he just had to drop a confession on you. A confession from the future king of the Devildom, the man who was overlooking your stay here, and the only one with the power to send you home—not that it seemed he wanted to anymore. Could you be honest with him? Could you tell him that you didn't feel the same and that you wanted to go home once it was all over?

Could you risk upsetting the man who was being so vulnerable with you right now? Especially when you were well aware of exactly what he didn't want to hear from you.

"I wanted to make this more romantic," he confessed, the hand at your back simultaneously rubbing circles and pressing you down into him, "I had it all planned out, but you'll be leaving in a week. I don't want you to go and leave me," the whisper of your name is heart-achingly tender, "I truly love you. More than you could imagine. More than I should. Won't you consider staying with me? I promise to keep you happy, even down here in the Devildom."

"If you miss the morning light of the human world, I'll find a way to bring it to you. If you want to meet your friends there, I'll take you myself. All I ask of you is to stay with me a little longer." The unspoken condition registers itself to you all the same—to reciprocate his love.

Your breathing stills for a moment when his grip suddenly tightens and he buries his face into your hair, kissing you over and over. It's almost too tight, but with his strength and size, any attempt at fighting back would have gone unnoticed. All you can do is wait for him to let go.

Just as you start feeling lightheaded, he pulls away and instead caresses your cheek with his hand, beaming down at you with that achingly familiar smile you had always trusted before swiftly pressing his lips onto yours. It was almost innocent, a quick peck—but you knew this was only him testing the waters.

"I'm so happy. I love you," he echoes the words again, though they no longer have an effect on you. The tips of your fingers and your tongue feels numb, and your head is heavy with sorrow. It doesn't escape you that you've yet to respond to any of his words or actions, that he doesn't care about how you feel. All of this was merely an illusion of you having a choice.

How did things turn out this way?

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my-names-angel-but-im-not-one · 8 months

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Belphie: ......am I that bad of a person?

MC: you're asking me that?

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louisfruit · 4 months

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About my last post: I think Lucifer makes comments that seem yandere about how MC couldn't leave him if they tried as a defense mechanism. He hates how vulnerable MC makes him and how they could easily hurt him by leaving so he tries to take control of the situation by acting controlling. The man is afraid of getting hurt

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jackalopesao3 · 5 months

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Gee, I wonder who is causing this nightmare.

#the yandere seventh born living up to his title #obey me swd #obey me shall we date #om! swd #obey me spoilers #obey me nightbringer #nightbringer spoilers #om! nightbringer #obey me #obey me! nightbringer #om! nb #obey me!#swd belphegor #belphegor obey me #belphegor swd #belphie obey me #obey me belphie #om! belphie

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kittievampire · 1 year

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I came because I was in love with your obey me yandere smut! So...can I have something similar to "Mine" but with Simeon 🥺🥺🥺? Please!

Please ignore me if you’re not comfortable with this request.

Honestly, anon, it's sinful that'd you'd request such a thing of me! I couldn't possibly write something like that for Simeon! I'll have you know that he is a man of God, an ANGEL and if you think okay the people who think Simeon shouldn't be depicted this way are gone now, lemme see what I have in my bag, my dear~

Click here if you wanna request!

Cleansed

Warnings: Dark themes, Cursing, Blood, Violence, Yandere! Simeon x Fem! MC, Virgin! MC, Smut, Teasing, Baby-Trapping, Murder, Manipulation, Obsession, Guilt-Tripping, Somnophilia (MC gets put to sleep), Most likely an incorrect quote from the bible, Fingering, Breeding Kink, Creampie, Non-Con/Rape to Dub-Con

🚨READ THE WARNINGS CAREFULLY AND PLEASE LET ME KNOW IF I MISSED ANY TAGS🚨

Enjoy.

Simeon never knew that he could feel this way about someone.

What he felt exactly, he couldn't say. He couldn't put a finger on it— couldn't put it into words if asked. If he had to describe it, he'd probably say it was something that made him feel like his heart would leap out of his chest with its intense and rapid beating, something that made him want to be close to you, something that made him want to follow you to the ends of the Devildom and back (which may have been literal on some explorative occasions).

Either way, there was one thing this angel knew for a fact.

He had to have you.

This sense of possessiveness started out small. He would follow you around all day, walk you home most nights, and wonder what you were up to when he wasn't by your side. It was always so curious to him how a little human such as yourself suddenly became a being he held of higher regard and importance than Michael, though he'd never tell his higher-up such information.

However, it didn't take long for this obsession to grow.

Simeon was convinced that this was his Father's plan. That he was meant to feel this way about you, that you were meant to be his. Every night, he'd find himself praying, not only for your well-being and fortune, but also for a romantic relationship to blossom from your friendship.

It was the word of the Father, of course.

What God has joined together, let no man seperate. We must guard our union, so that the outside world cannot seperate it.

He has to protect you, no matter what. Especially from the vile lower demons that want a piece of you. Simeon wouldn't dare even think of harming one of the brothers, they were his brothers once, too; Nor did he believe that any of your friends should be hurt. But those that you were uncomfortable with? Those that you didn't know on a personal level? Those that wanted you? Their vary existence was sinful.

They must be cleansed.

"Simeon, what is this?"

Your voice was so sweet. It made him feel weak in the knees. Though, he couldn't afford to lose his composure now. Not when he'd finally mustered up the courage to ask you out on a date.

Well, it was a date you were unaware of. But he put his everything into it! You might as well think of it as such out of appreciation!

The angel smiled, motioning toward the empty seat in front of him. He'd managed to convince the owner of this restaurant to place a table on the second-floor balcony. He wanted to be able to see how the moonlight made your features glow.

Simeon had told you to dress formally for this dinner, but you didn't expect the setting to be this fancy! To say you were excited was an understatement.

You sat down in front of him, clasping your hands together as you tried to process your surroundings. "Wow, Simeon, this is truly amazing... I can't thank you enough, but I am curious about the occasion," You ask softly, a small blush forning on your face.

The angel chuckled softly, lifting one of his hands to gently caress the petal on one of the roses that the vase in the middle of the table held. "One as divine as yourself must be treated to such things, wouldn't you agree?" His voice sounded so sweet to your ears, reminding you of the vanilla sweets he and Luke would bake for you.

"Hi, welcome to... MC?"

You snapped your head to the side, looking up at the waiter approaching your table. Your face paled as you recognized the familiar demon standing before you. It was an incubus that had hit on you recently, the only one you didn't tell Simeon about. "Toran?" You murmured softly, earning a nod from the waiter. "Where have you been? Why haven't you responded to any of my texts, huh? You too good for me or somethin'?" The demon before you suddenly became more aggressive than you felt comfortable dealing with. Simeon could sense your growing discomfort and stood, approaching the waiter. "Excuse me, I don't believe this is appropriate conduct for someone in your position, may I request we get another waiter?" He asked, earning a scoff from the demon whose name he couldn't bother to remember. "Hey, I'm not talking to you, yeah? Why don't you-" "Toran!" You shouted, catching the attention of both of the gentlemen before you. "I... I gave you the wrong number, I'll give it to you. Please, just leave us alone, yes?"

Simeon's face contorted into that of a disgusted look, one that you didn't see.

Why the hell were you even entertaining the idea of giving your information to this asshole? You were supposed to be with him, not this foul demonic garbage. "That won't be necessary, MC," Simeon said with a warm smile, the demon turning to face him. "What the hell do you-" "I'd like to request a change in waiters, please. I don't think you'd want your higher-ups to know about this, so I suggest you do everything you can to make things right!"

He truly was angelic, wasn't he?

You couldn't help but smile a bit, feeling your heart thump against your chest as your cheeks heated up. You looked away for a moment, trying to calm yourself down.

Simeon glanced at you before he roughly grabbed the waiter by his collar and pulled him close. "It'd be in your best interest not to anger me. That girl is the only reason you're still breathing, demon," He whispered into the demon's ear before pushing him away.

Your gaze met the angel's and you couldn't help but blush once more. "A-Ah! Did he finally leave? I'm so sorry, Simeon. I didn't know he worked here! He's been harassing me for the past few weeks, and I just don't know what to do anymore." You started rambling, Simeon sitting down before you and listening closely to every single word that left those lovely lips of yours. They looked so soft.

However, he couldn't forget the sheer audacity of that demon. His presence, his words, his existence, all of it was a sin that must be cleansed. How dare he even breathe in your direction? It all frustrated the angel.

That's okay. Simeon would deal with him later. He had to comfort his lover now. "That sounds horrible! Have you told anyone else about this?" He asked reaching over the table and gently grasping your hand. You turned away from his gaze bashfully, blush only growing darker as you felt his eyes pierce through you. "No, you're the only one that knows about him."

Simeon felt his heart pound against his chest at this. He was the only person you trusted enough to tell? Oh, you're so dependent on him, just how it should be. What a good girlfriend you are, even if you didn't know it yet. "I see," He managed to murmur out softly, a light chuckle escaping his lips as you met his gaze once more.

"I'll do with this information what I can to help you, MC. I promise,"

Simeon splashed water over Toran's tied-up body, causing the demon to wake up in a panic. Though, his sounds of confusion were muffled by the gag in his mouth. Simeon's hand shot forward, gripping either side of his face and forcing him to meet his gaze. "Disgusting," He muttered softly, a glare making its way to the angel's face. He scoffed and pushed Toran's head away from him, taking a step back and pinching his chin between his thumb and index finger. "Ah, what was your name again?" He asked, voice shifting back to the one he wore normally. The one that angels such as himself were expected to wear. "Toran, I believe, yes?" He asked softly, adjusting his black gloves as he turned his back to the demon. "MC requested I not get you in too much trouble with your higher-ups if I take action. She really is sweet, isn't she?"

Simeon turned around, brushing his gloved fingers over the blade in his hand. "You see, I believe that MC is far too divine to be saddened by someone such as yourself. I believe it is my duty as an angel to expel any unhappiness from her life as I see fit." He made his way over to the demon, gently pressing the sharp tip of the blade against his chin. "I'm like her guarding angel in that way, aren't I? I'd make such a good husband, don't you think? If I asked her to marry me... No, she'd be weirded out by such a thing. I have to ask her to be my girlfriend first, don't I?" Simeon's list of questions was left unanswered, but the sound of the demon muffling something under the gag while he was talking only irritated the demon's captor further. "Has no one taught you manners?" He sliced the bottom of the demon's chin, blood spilling out, and a muffled cry erupted from Toran's throat.

"I truly don't appreciate how you treat MC... It truly is unfortunate. You must be cleansed, demon." He pushed the blade against Toran's chest.

"I will do what I must to protect my human,"

Simeon loved you. He loved you more than anything else in this world, more than he loved himself, more than he loved his Father. He just couldn't bare the thought of you rejecting him is all! That's the only reason why this happened.

You were close, so close to finding out his secret. So close to finding the corpses. He wrapped his hand over your mouth and nose and began to chant a sleeping spell into your ear softly, and when you fell limp in his arms, he placed you on the bed.

Now, you looked so beautiful, so innocent, so carefree. He couldn't help but be drawn to your divinity. The way your skirt was pushed up by the duvet slightly, showing him the plush of your thigh. The blush on his face was dark, as were his eyes.

He had to claim you.

In the blink of an eye, he was between your legs, sliding your panties off of you from beneath your skirt, his breath hitching as he saw your pussy. He could feel a lump of saliva form in his throat as he slowly lowered his hand, running two gloved fingers down your slit. Simeon stared at your cunt, not blinking, not moving anything but his hand. He was infatuated with your body, and the only thing that was missing was your whimpers and pleas for him to keep going. Slowly, he pushed his fingers into you, your velvety walls welcoming the digits.

You were tight.

You were a virgin.

A whimper poured from your lips as he shoved his fingers all the way inside of you, his knuckles meeting your entrance. Simeon glanced up at your face to see your expression change, brows knitting together as your lips parted ever so slightly. However, you gave no signal of consciousness. He reached his free hand forward as he began to slowly thrust his fingers into you, making scissoring movements to stretch you. With his free hand he parted your black RAD jacket and unbuttoned your teal underblouse.

Simeon's breathing hitched once more as he saw the white bra you were wearing, taking a moment to think about this situation. You were asleep and vulnerable, and here he was, defiling you. He looked down at his hand, eyes widening at how your essence clung to his fingers.

You wanted him too.

"Haah... I knew it," He muttered out softly, a smile forming on his face. "I knew you wanted me, you naughty girl. Your body's so honest with me."

Biting his lip, he slowly pushed a third finger into you. At the same time, he hooked his index finger around the middle of your bra, pulling it down, and allowing your breasts to spill out. Immediately, his hand groped your mound, squeezing the soft flesh and allowing a chill to run down his spine as he thrusted his fingers faster. "Come on, my dear, give me an orgasm," He said, voice full of desperation, making it seem more like he was begging you. "I need to see you cum for me, darling."

Soft moans and gasps erupted from your throat, and he felt your thighs pushing against his hand. He frowned, pushing your thighs further apart and positioning himself inbetween your legs. "None of that, Dove," He said softly, feeling the heat that pooled around his fingers go straight to his cock. His thumb reached up to trace circles over your clit, causing you to whine and squirm in your sleep.

He felt your walls tightening, excitement coursing through his veins as he thrusted his fingers faster into you, gloved hand soaked, and hand squeezing your breast. "Almost there, Dove," He almost whimpered out, cock twitching. Your hands moved downward, almost as if unconsciously trying to hide yourself from the stimulation.

Your eyes shot wide open and you let out a cry of pleasure as your orgasm came crashing down, coating Simeon's hand in your juices. His movements slowed, allowing you to ride out your orgasm.

Your blurry vision slowly began to re-focus, allowing you to see the angel before you. A sheepish smile appeared on his face as he pulled his hand away, pressing a finger to his tongue to get a taste of your cum. "Simeon?" You panted out softly.

Simeon's hand pushed his white pants and boxers down, freeing his hardened cock, pink tip oozing with precum. "I'm so sorry, my little Dove," He said softly, your eyes going wide as he spread your legs, cock pressing gently against your opening. "I wanted to wait... Ask you to go out with me, then after we got married, I'd take you in a more..." He paused, trying to search for the right adjective. "Romantic setting." Simeon's cock grinded gently against you. "You see, Dove—" You felt him push into you, and you gasped, hands immediately clamping over your mouth. His mouth fell open, letting out a soft groan as he felt your cunt suck him in. "You're just... So— Hnngh!— Tempting!" He slammed himself all the way inside of you, hips meeting yours as he bottomed out.

Tears fell from your eyes at the stretch and you felt his hands on your thighs, guiding them so that your legs would wrap around his waist. "You'll forgive me, right?" He murmured out softly, nuzzling his face into the valley between your breasts. "I'm only doing all of this because I love you." Simeon's eyes met yours and you could feel your body tremble. "S-Simeon, I-I wanted... To wait—" "Wait until when, Dove?!" He suddenly became more aggressive, face now inches away from yours, cock pushing against your cervix, making you whine. "Until one of those vile demons got to you? That isn't an option! You were going to make love to me on the night of our wedding, what difference does it make that I take you here?" He huffed out.

You'd never seen him so angry before, nor have you ever seen him act so possessive before. He pulled his hips back, only to shove them forward again. You moaned loudly, closing your eyes and allowing more tears to fall. "You should be grateful..." He muttered, closing his eyes to try and maintain some of his composure. The contradiction in his words hardly meant anything to your hazy mind. While you did take a moment to realize that he just apologized for waiting before scolding you for wanting the same, the way he started to pound into you made your brain turn to mush.

"That it was me who was here instead of some random demon. I don't know what I would've done if someone deflowered you before I got the chance to, they might've ended up like the others!"

You flinched at this statement, looking up at Simeon through teary eyes. "O-Others?" He scoffed, burying his face into the crook of your neck to leave dark hickies that couldn't be hidden. When you didn't get an answer, you debated on asking him again, but he interrupted your confusion with a slam right into the spot that made you see stars.

You cried out, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him closer to you, feeling a knot begin to tighten in your stomach. "S-Simeon! G-Gonna c-cum soon!" You whined out, bucking your hips upward to get more friction between the two of you, hoping for further stimulation.

Simeon knitted his brows together as a thought came to mind. Perhaps if you were pregnant, everyone, including you, would know that you were his. Maybe if he got you attached to him in such a permanent manner, you'd never think about another man. Yes, that sounded absolutely divine. It sounded right.

"MC," He moaned out against your jawline, pressing a kiss to it before he moved upward so his lips were beside your ear. "I'm gonna cum inside you, okay?"

"W-What?!" You flinched, regaining consciousness almost immediately before almost being completely fucked out of it again. Simeon sighed softly against you, pressing a kiss to your cheek. "I'm gonna make you— Ngh!— A mamaaa..." He dragged out the last syllable as a blush formed on his face, feeling his orgasm nearing as his pace quickened and his thrusts became more desperate and rough. The tip of his cock bullied your cervix, making you nearly scream in pleasure. "You'll be good for me, right? Y-You'll take all of my cum? Carry my child for me? You love me don't you?"

Your walls convulsed and you screamed as you came, juices coating his length. "Y-Yes," You whimpered out softly, being rewarded with the smile that you'd grown to love on him. "My Dove," He moaned out softly, burying himself deep inside of you and grunting as you felt him paint your insides white. You could feel him filling you up to the brim, womb full, pussy throbbing and drooling with his cum, even though he hadn't moved. There was just so much. You'd never felt this full before.

He slammed into you a few more times, trying to ride out the pleasure of his orgasm, as well as fuck his seed deep within you, before slowly pulling out. The sight of his cum oozing out of you made him blush, looking up at your panting, exhausted form.

Simeon smiled, caressing your tear-stained cheek with the hand that wasn't dirtied, pressing a warm and passionate kiss to your lips. He felt his heart skip a beat when you returned the favor. Reluctantly, though he had to breathe, he pulled away.

"I'll do everything I can to keep you safe and with me, Dove... Even if it means I have to resort to desperate measures,"

Holy fuck, that was a long ass train ride. I hope you liked it, anon, cause I know some of your horny asses did!

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cvlutos · 1 year

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✦ BARBATOS [OBEY ME] | CONCERNS FOR THE FUTURE | YANDERE [TW: STALKING, IMPLIED VIOLENCE, NSFW]

There's something so romantic about watching you sleep.

Something so intimate about standing beside your bed while you're away, fixing the tousled covers and sheets, folding them and straight to utter perfection, ignoring the ache—the utter desire to give into my very devilish temptations. To bury my nose into your scent and leave behind the faintest scent of my smell and taste. Dining on the pure imagery of you laying down, tired and desperate for rest to smell me, your fingers gazing over the faintest stain of my... secretions.

My gloved hands drag over the spot in which you lay, hovering over the form of your sleeping body, unaware of eyes that so hungrily watch you. My eyes. Yet, there is no ounce within my being that feels this is wrong. Not a portion of my tainted soul that feels guilt for what I do. Because guilt for watching you, guilt for sliding open your lips and dragging my tongue along yours, doesn't exist. And never will.

As I gently caressing your soft flesh, knees resting against the mattress, as I place a chaste kiss to your forehead, lingering for a moment before ultimately pulling away. Thinking over simply how much love I hold for you. Though the line between love and simple obsession—possession is a fine line that I walk dutifully.

I was at one moment certain, sure in myself that I would never love—never love a mortal, a human, so weak and frail, yet I find your weakness, shall I say endearing? Watching you fumble and struggle to adapt into a world that will never fully be yours. I enjoy it. Watching you so blatantly need me, I mean, how else could you possibly do anything alone? You couldn't. Which is what I love, that I can't help but for a moment, pity you...

But not enough to stop. Nor enough to truly help you in a way that's productive for me, at least.

Soon, I'll have to clip those pesky wings of yours, break that never ending prideful hope—desire to impress and prove useful to others. Yet those are worries for another day, for now, I'll merely watch you sleep.

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kitsune-oji · 7 months

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I'm still the anon (🐨 maybe) that wrote the asks about vampire Leviachan, Beel and Satan (and the rpg horror comfort one)

If it wasn't clear I love vampires AUs XD

I don't have an headcanon this time, but I wonder if you had any headcanons about vampire Belphie? He is one of my favourites and yet I can't think of anything when I try thinking about him.

(I sent too many asks, feel free to ignore this one, I won't mind, you already gave me beautiful answers. :D I wish you a great day)

Vampire Belphie

Oh don't worry about it, I love getting asks! I do hope I can make Belphie justice though, because he's... Well, I have a difficult relationship with him you could say. So I hope this is alright and that you like it!

Gn! Mc (you/yours)

Warnings/Tags: Vampire feeding, mentions of manipulation, entitlement, delusional thinking(?), possessiveness; Belphie is a bit what some may call "yandere-ish" I think

Vampire Belphie would be the most moody vampire in the House of Lamentation. Hunting down prey takes up so much energy and his love for naps makes him wake up so hungry that even Beel giving him blood bags can't really curb his frustration. It's not the same as actually biting a human, it can't compare in the slightest.

When he does hunt, he prefers to guide humans to him through dreams. They walk into his trap, dazed and happy while he's ready to pounce and drain them of every drop they have to give. This takes a bit of time though and it's not really effortless either, so Belphie doesn't resort to this all the time. Which may also partially be because Lucifer would nag at him for killing every human he feeds from.

Falling for a human was the last thing he expected, or anyone else for that matter. Belphie doesn't really know how to act and for a while he doesn't even understand what he's feeling. He tries to manipulate and play with you like a cat would with their prey too - until he sees you sad and crying and he realises oh, I don't like this outcome.

The switch from manipulative and honestly mean to sweet and gentle is so sudden it would give anyone whiplash. Belphie doesn't see the problem though and gets frustrated if you dont fall into his arms right away. He's being kind to you, so you should be happy, is what he thinks.

IF however, you do fall for him and you both play your cards right, Belphie is a very cuddly and tempting vampire to be with. He does feel a bit entitled to your blood and will get whiny if you refuse to let him feed from you. When you do let him feed, Belphie loves to do so lying down, spooning you from behind and propping himself up just as much as needed to get a good access to your neck while hugging you close to him.

In his eyes, you're His and you should want to make him as happy as possible. Still, he doesn't actually want to hurt you anymore, so he makes sure to only ever drink little amounts of your blood at a time and orders iron supplements and makes sure you eat and drink enough. There's something he likes about unwrapping your bandaged neck to bite down on your subtle skin once more. It's like a present every time. Good thing his saliva has numbing properties, so it doesn't hurt too much.

It's also nice to him that you need a lot of sleep after he feeds because we all know he would love to have you nap with him all the time. You'll never have to worry about bad dreams as long as you're in his arms. Belphie will keep them all away from you like a protective dome around you, letting nothing malicious through.

#tw yandere #just to be safe #obey me shall we date #mine #om! swd #race neutral mc #gender neutral reader #gn mc #obey me belphegor #Vampire belphie #Vampire #cw manipulation #“deleted something I added at the end because I think it may have been too much”

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blazemourn · 1 year

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Silly comic featuring my MC cause I want people to eat my art

Anyways get DuNkEd On!

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bepp-ers · 2 years

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hello! can i request the yandere demon brothers sharing one darling? i've been having a month long brainrot of them 😭

most certainly darling! and im sorry this took a while, your ask got a bit buried. not to worry - it's here now! thanks lovely anon, love ya! <3 oh, and this is part one, a prologue! im gonna do each brother, and a (secret) escape ending. thanks! <3

living with seven yandere brothers - obey me! swd?

it began one day when you arrived home from R.A.D. There, in the main lounge, you found the seven brothers, strangely waiting for you.

They'd been chatting before you walked in, but upon your arrival, they went silent.

Weird.

"MC! You're back! C'mon, sit down already will ya?" You settled for perching on the arm of the chair Mammon was sat in, curious and confused.

"What's going on? Did I do something wrong?"

"No! God no, nothing like that!" "There's just something we've decided to go ahead and implement, that's all. Lucifer, care to explain?"

The oldest of the brothers fixed you with a cold smile, and suddenly you felt uneasy.

"From now on, you'll be remain here, with us. The matter has been discussed with Diavolo- you will remain here with us from now on. Any questions?"

You were dumbfounded.

"I- what?? Stay? Here? Huh???" This received a small chorus of chuckles, and you glanced around.

"No- look, I love you guys but I have a home. Tell me this is a sick prank or something! Does the Devildom have an April Fools Day? I don't-"

You cut yourself off, glancing around.

Some looked slightly guilty, like Levi and Beel.

Others seemed to revel in your panic, such as Mammon, Lucifer, and Satan.

Belphie simply stared with half lidded eyes, seemingly uncaring about your opinions.

Asmo was hooked on your words, listening eagerly, though you suspected he didn't actually care for what you were saying.

"You're serious, aren't you?" You finally asked, and Lucifer nodded.

"It's for the best, MC- ah." He sighed as you turned around and sprinted out of the room, heading to the front door.

Yanking on the handle, you groaned as it wouldn't budge.

You could hear the brothers chatting, and a "Mammon, go fetch them." from Lucifer, so you turned around to give yourself a fighting chance.

Let's see... the only pacts you had were with the brothers. You couldn't summon anyone else. That ruled that option out.

Your D.D.D was too slow. You'd need instantaneous contact. So that was a no-go.

Your only chance was maybe, just maybe, Mammon would listen to you.

"MC, what're ya doing down here? You ain't getting out, I hope you know that."

Finally, the demon appeared, smiling at you as if he wasn't part of the group that had just renounced your freedom.

"Stay back, Mammon- I don't want you near me!" He seemed uncaring, and merely laughed.

"Lucifer said you'd be like this. Ah well, not that I care. C'mon, I gotta take you to your room."

He extended a hand, and for a second you thought about taking it. You shook your head though, and crossed your arms.

"I'm not moving. Let me out of here, Mammon. I'm not going anywhere with you." "No can do, MC." You sighed, and took a step towards him.

"Fine. Don't fucking touch me, though." He raised his hands and shrugged.

"Jeez, fine. C'mon then." He followed behind you, ensuring that you didn't do anything wrong.

Upon arriving at your room, you stepped inside and wordlessly slammed the door on him.

'Thank god for that lock Solomon put in place.' You grinned, hearing the door handle rattle.

"MC, whyyy?" "Go away! I don't wanna talk to you now!" You yelled, and sighed as the door went quiet.

You paced around the room, wondering what to do. Would it be too obvious to call someone?

You pulled out your D.D.D, ready to flip to the contacts, but a text flashed on your screen.

'Don't even think about it.'

"Huh?? What the fuck?" You rolled your eyes and flipped to contacts anyway, settling on Solomon.

Just as you'd clicked the little call button, the text flashed again.

'Don't!!! You're ruining everything!!'

"Hello? MC?"

"Solomon? Oh my god I need you to get me out of here right now I-"

"MC? You there?"

"Yes I-"

"I can't hear you. Whatever it is, just text it through, 'kay? Love ya MC."

You heard the phone go dead, and you shook the stupid tiny rectangular device, wondering what just happened.

Nothing responded to your touch and you yelled in frustration, throwing your D.D.D at the wall.

"Fuck!!!"

Okay, time to find another way out.

The window! Yes! Okay, be quiet... You slid the glass open, when you heard the door handle rattle again.

"MC? Look, I know you tried to call Solomon... we're not mad but- but that's not okay!! MC??" Oh god, not Levi!

You held a soft spot for the reptilian demon, he always was a huge softie! It was gonna kill you, crushing him like this.

"I'm sorry..." You mumbled, and slipped out of the back.

Grasping at the vines, you winced as you realised the rose thorns dug into your skin.

Ignoring the pain to the best of your abilities, you slipped down and landed on the ground.

'Time to get out of here.'

You could hear the pandemonium in the House, as the brothers finally realised you weren't in your room.

"Asmo, Satan, search the gardens." You heard Lucifer order the two younger brothers, and you groaned.

Slipping behind a giant statue, you hoped no-one had seen you.

You were sorely mistaken.

"Hi darling! What on Earth are you doing out here, it's all dirty! We need to get you back inside and a bath, stat. C'mon!"

You pressed back into the stone, trembling.

Out of all of the brothers, Asmodeus was fairly tame, right?

Plus, he couldn't charm you the way he could other beings, so maybe you had a fighting chance?

"Ah. Nice work, Asmo. Hurry up, I don't want to drag you back inside." "Get away! I'm going nowhere with the two of you!"

You tried to step slowly to the side, but the younger of the demons grabbed you, as you failed in vain.

In all the confusion, you realised that they were in their demon forms.

Not that it really mattered, you weren't going to win, demon form or not.

"For god's sake, just let me go! I don't want this- Satan, please! Asmo??" You cried out, feeling defeated.

"There there, poppet, it'll be better soon! Lucifer, we got them!! Look!" You rolled your eyes as Asmo proudly marched over to Lucifer.

"Good. For doing a better job than Mammon, you may spend the first day with them. The rest of you, listen up- the human has to be treated with care, and delicacy. Share them equally and do not under any circumstances harm them."

"Hey, I'm alive yaknow! I'm not a damn toy!" "I'm afraid to say, but you kind of are now... Sorry MC!!"

Ignoring the purple haired idiotic demon, you wrenched from Satan's grip and stepped over to Asmo.

"I want a bath." You declared, figuring that you may as well play along and escape when you had the chance.

"Of course, hon! Maybe we can take one together, relax a tad, hm?" You elbowed him as you walked off, but it really had no effect.

"Temper, temper. We'll calm you down! Don't worry sugar."

God, you had to do this six more times?

You were royally fucked.

Wonder who was next?

#<3 #bepp-ers #obey me #obey me! shall we date?#yandere obey me #om!swd?#yandere #yandere omswd x reader #omswd #yandere obey me!#yandere! obey me! shall we date? x reader #obey me shall we date #yandere om!swd?#obey me brothers #omsws brothers x reader #part one

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wishluc · 11 months

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More thoughts on the Obey Me Shared Darling Au (OMSDAU?). This has a focus on the demon brothers—the beginning of it all. -🧵

There was something...odd about the brothers' behavior lately.

Flickering glances following your every move. Hushed whispers behind closed doors. Sounds of something heavy being moved about...And a potent cloud of magic hanging in the air.

You are only able to imagine what they are planning, but that alone was enough to have the hairs on the back of your neck sitting at high alert. Inquiries were pointless. Conversations looped back to where they began. Time was spent wasted in this purgatory of back and fourth. Of questions and non-answers.

Paranoia began to weigh on you. Weary and exhausted, it came as no surprise when fatigue finally caught up to you. As you drifted off into a deep and tired slumber, you began to wonder if perhaps that was their plan all along.

You had waken in your own room. Your own bed. Everything was perfectly normal; nothing was out of place. Your shoes, which you had kicked off haphazardly the night before, were still scattered across your floor. The book you had been reading was on your nightstand right where you had left it. Everything is as it was.

But this is not your bedroom.

It was Lilith's.

If it weren't for the densely packed magic in the air, perhaps you wouldn't have noticed. The room had been augmented with a variety of spacial enchantments. Lucifer's handiwork, no doubt.

A nauseous sensation washed over your body as you attempted a teleportation spell.

You tried a different spell, and a splitting headache tore into you.

Another spell. You felt something crawling under your skin.

You try again. Phantom water pools in your lungs.

Again. Tremors shake your body.

Again. Your leg cramps and you fall.

Again. Footsteps?

Again. A door creaks open.

Again. You look up blearily at the seven shadows in front of you.

Again. Your vision begins to fade.

OMSDAU I think works? Yeah? I'll make a tag for it! I stuck to detailing more with Mammon, Levi and Beel here! Will delve into the others next time :D

Initially, you believed their increasingly concerning dependency on you was because of their lack of...social connections. There's only so much they want to tell each other, and so much they could tell Diavolo and the other exchange students, right? You just happened to grow closer with them than the others, and obviously, having a new friend would entail them telling you about all their issues and dragging you along on every little misadventure. Surely, this wasn't as unhealthy as you fear?

At first, Mammon's whining and Levi's poorly hidden jealousy was almost cute. Flattering, even, that two of Hell's most infamous demons would crave your full attention so badly. Mammon's pouting and prodding while you were getting ready, asking if you "really have to go?" instead of staying in with him, then him changing tactics and huffing, pretending like it doesn't bother him at all made you smile, when he first started. It was fun to squeeze his cheeks and coo at him, promising he was still your favorite and that you'd be back very soon, fun to placate him and watch him suddenly grow bashful under your affectionate attacks. You had no idea that you were feeding this habits, that he thought you always playing along and giggling was a good thing. You don't find it overbearing until it's too late, until you have to shake him off every time you step outside without him, or worst yet, with one of his brothers instead. You think he would understand, if you explained yourself a little more clearer, but with every attempt, nothing changes.

And you don't know which is worse now—Levi's passive-aggressiveness or his blatant displeasure—whenever you spent time with anyone that isn't him. The days you spend over at Diavolo's castle, for instance, though beyond your control, never fails to frustrate him. He broods in his room until you come in yourself and flatter him with reminders of how much you missed him and how terrible the days without him were (you hold your tongue when you go to praise Barbatos's cooking or Diavolo's hospitality when he's around, too). It’s difficult to appeal to him constantly, to keep in mind if Levi’s around and choose your words carefully. You have to pretend like his actions don’t frustrate you, lest you vex him further. It’s a terrible game of tiptoeing around his feelings, and you’re tired of it. Before, his enthusiasm about his games and mangas also excited you, happy to have something vaguely familiar in the unfamiliar world you found yourself in to help bide the time and keep yourself occupied. And, you thought, it could help you get closer with Levi. However, after receiving innumerable recommendations, to the point you were struggling to even keep up with him, you started losing interest. You got used to feigning excitement whenever Levi detailed every scene he liked, though you couldn't remember anything he actually said, started searching up the basic summary of all the games he recommended so you could pretend like you gave it a try; though this lost it's efficiency quickly, and he started demanding you play in his room.

And Beel, who, though you'd never admit it out loud, was easily your favorite to hang out with these days, was...acting strange. Usually, he'd never partake in the rule enforcing and the stalking (you'd long figured out it was the brothers, though you weren't sure if they knew).—at least not outright, but recently, things had been different. Beel is uncharacteristically clingy, asking to follow when you go out alone, starts working at the same place you work at part time, and consequently gets you both fired after almost destroying the building. He's always been observant, you know, but these days, it feels like he's searching for something in you, and it frightens you as much as it unnerves you. You should do something about it, but what? What could you do to stop him looking at you like he can see through your words (it sounds crazy, especially because this is Beel, but you swear his eyes harden when he catches you in a lie) and dissect your every movement? It's Beel, you tell yourself, Beel, who's never had ulterior motives. He's always had your best interest in heart, and he loves you, not the kind of love that fills you with dread and despair, but something more genuine. But it's also Beel that blocks the door without being urged to when you try to bolt out after realizing just how deep of a hole you've landed into, and it's also Beel that looks away when you plead with him for an explanation.

You wonder if it's Lucifer that casted the spell that keeps you in here, or if Satan helped him, too. How ironic would that be? You wonder who else helped with the planning, if it was Asmo who ordered all the identical furniture and if it was Belphie who kept an eye on you most often, checking in on your dreams to attempt to sway your view of them. Barbatos likely had a role in it, especially if Diavolo asked him to, but the betrayal doesn't sting nearly as it does when it concerns the brothers. The rest, you could, perhaps, explain, but not the brothers, who you devoted so much of your time and energy to. Who you put before yourself and entertained despite your simmering anger. You practically walked into the twisted web of a trap they slowly wove around you, because you trusted them.

And all you got in return was this miserable room.

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hyperfixations-and-hecticness · 2 years

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Yandere Mammon and Beel

CWs for yanderes (I mean obvi but they’re soft as hell), light mentions of dub-con groping and kissing, mentions of eating (Beel wants you to eat more) and slight body image mention

Yandere Mammon just wants your attention and he doesn’t care what he has to do to get it. He needs your praise, your love and your kindness. He’s greedy for everything you’ll give him. He doesn’t want to hurt you - all he wants is for you to care for him. He’s a sinner through and through, MC. It’s not his fault.

Yandere Beel feels a need to protect you, to be with you at all times. This translates to him stalking you. He’ll constantly need to be by your side, making sure you’re okay. And, as a bonus, none of the lower demons will so much as think about approaching you with Beel standing over your shoulder, glaring daggers at them.

Yandere Mammon will spoil you with beautiful gifts, piling you in luxury so you won’t notice some of your clothes going missing, carefully doused in your perfume/cologne so he can sleep curled up next to them. He’ll also gift you clothes that smell faintly of Devilish No 5. Not to mention giving you your own bottle.

Yandere Beel has a sharp sense of smell and he hates the scent of other demons lingering on you. He’ll pull you into a hug, his grip bruisingly tight as he nuzzles into your neck. Thankfully for him, Belphie is all too ready to explain his brother’s odd behaviour away with a wave of his hand.

Speaking of marks, Yandere Mammon always feels a need to prove to people you’re his. The pact mark inked into your skin isn’t enough when his brothers’ marks also decorate your perfect body. Instead he’ll cover you with hickeys and love bites, get you gold rings that match the ones on his own fingers and pull his jacket onto you during cold Devildom nights with a half-hearted mumble about how you’re so lucky to have the Great Mammon. Of course, he’d more than welcome you marking him up in turn.

Yandere Beel who just thinks you’re so fragile and delicate! Are you sure you eat enough? He knows humans don’t eat very much, especially when compared to him, but he can’t help but worry about you. And it’s so hard to turn him down when you’re the only one he’ll share his food with, cooking things he knows you love in the hopes you’ll eat more. He doesn’t understand if you feel insecure about food, he loves you irregardless of your size and he’s the only demon you need anyway!

Yandere Mammon will run to you after Lucifer punishes him, hoping you’ll take pity on his sorry state. That you’ll card your hands through his hair gently and rub where the ropes cut off circulation to get the blood flowing properly again. He’s a demon, he can take a bit of punishment, but that doesn’t mean he won’t use puppy eyes to get you to pamper him until he’s practically purring. And if the harsh treatment of him makes you a bit standoffish towards his brothers, all the better. He’ll subtly manipulate you into feeling protective of him. After all, pity is better than nothing.

Yandere Beel who craves you more than any food. Your kisses are better than anything he’s ever tasted and he is gluttony personified. How could you expect him to not indulge? He’s a demon and despite his sweet demeanor he needs you. He’ll never go beyond kissing without your consent. But once you’re comfortable with it? You’ll be lying limp on the bed by the time he’s done.

Yandere Mammon will try anything to impress you. He’ll take you to haunted houses to prove how tough he is and despite how he’s practically shaking in fear, he won’t let you think he’s scared. He’ll work harder in school with the right encouragement, asking you to tutor him in seductive speechcraft cause if he fails again, Lucifer’s gonna have his hide! Not that he’s paying much attention to the coursework while you demonstrate how to use seductive speech craft, looking into his eyes and sorry what was the question again? Guess he'll need another study session.

Yandere Mammon and Beel are demons but by Diavolo you remind them of the Celestial realm. They don’t want to hurt you, they’ll ease you slowly into their obsessive ways. But they’re demons. How can you expect them to avoid temptation entirely?

AN - This is the softest yan content but anyway here you go. Also it’s my birthday tomorrow (probably today by the time I’ve posted this). Sorry bout the semi hiatus, I’ve been pretty unmotivated. Anyway obligatory reminder that requests are open and comments/reblogs are appreciated.

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our-destiny · 1 year

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☁ Destiny's Masterlist ☁

This only includes posts that I have written not posts that I've reblogged. Will be updated regularly.

Includes Obey Me!, Twisted Wonderland, Marvel and links to the poems I've written because it's my masterlist and I worked hard on them.

☁ <- means it's one of my most popular posts

Obey me!

. ☪︎* ☁︎. . * ✰ .· ☁︎ . * ✯. ☪︎* ☁︎. . * ✰ .· ☁︎ .

Multiple Characters

Languages they know Includes: All except 13

☁ Side character pact headcanons Includes: Diavolo, Barbatos, Mephistopheles, feat. Solomon

Rambling about Dark! Brothers Includes: mostly Satan and a little bit of Mammon

Lucifer

Lucifer as a father figure headcanons

Mammon

Having a queer platonic relationship with him headcanons

Satan

Being friends with Satan + being aromantic headcanons

Asmodeus

Being friends with Asmo headcanons

Solomon

Soft Solomon scenarios

Having a bubble bath together

Rambling about Solomon and you being soulmates

Soft Solomon headcanon

Dancing with Sol

☁ Soft Solomon things

☁ Another soft Solomon headcanon

☁ Soft Solomon imagine

Raphael

Safe - Raphael comforting you after a nightmare

With an mc that talks a lot

Imagine making Raph laugh in class

Michael the Archangel

Rambling about Michael + the celestial realm

☁ Dark! Caregiver! Michael forcing reader to age regress

Dancing with Michael

☁ Becoming friends with Mike while in the Devildom

Twisted Wonderland

. ☪︎* ☁︎. . * ✰ .· ☁︎ . * ✯. ☪︎* ☁︎. . * ✰ .· ☁︎ .

Multiple characters

characters love languages including: Cater, Deuce, Ace, Leona, Ruggie, Azul, Floyd, Kalim

Lgbtqia+ headcanons Includes: Riddle, Ace, Cater, Leona, Rook, Epel, Jamil

Neurodivergent headcanons Includes: Riddle, Cater, Deuce, Ruggie, Azul, Floyd, Jade, Kalim, Jamil, Vil, Epel

Marvel

. ☪︎* ☁︎. . * ✰ .· ☁︎ . * ✯. ☪︎* ☁︎. . * ✰ .· ☁︎ .

Bucky Barnes

30 Days Writing Challenge masterlist

☁ Yandere Bucky

Bucky as a father/father figure headcanons

☁ Dark! Masochist! Bucky

☁ Happy Birthday - Yandere! Bucky birthday oneshot

Yandere Winter Soldier x Hydra Reader

Yandere Bucky sees Darling's self harm scars

Thor Odinson

Yandere best friend Thor headcanons

Poetry

A poem about aromanticism

A poem about healing from mental illness

A poem about the meaning of life

A poem about misogyny

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renomonarch5058 · 2 years

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Here’s some Yandere Barbs for y’all

(Also as I was drawing this, I realized I draw Barbs way more than other characters, Luke coming in at second lmao)

#obey me #obey me one master to rule them all #obey me shall we date #obey me barbatos #yandere barbatos #om! barbatos #swd barbatos

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amaya-writes · 2 years

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What Type of Yandere Are They? Obey Me Edition

Day 3 of One Too Many Demons

Note: This involves every obey me character excluding the ones who I haven't met yet or are literal children. Some of these are longer/shorter than others. The length solely depends on what I thought or wanted to add.

Warnings: Yandere and dark themes, don't read if you're sensitive to topics involving/surrounding these topics.

Characters involved: Lucifer, Mammon, Levi, Satan, Asmo, Beel, Belphie, Diavolo, Barbatos, Solomon, Simeon

Gender-neutral reader + you/yours

Lucifer

Lucifer is a teaching Yandere. He doesn't want to change you, at least not completely, Lucifer just wants to mould you so that you are in the right mindset and state to be his and have him completely. Lucifer will steal you away from the world, that is for certain, but not before he makes sure you are ready enough to behave appropriately when it does happen. No crying or screaming, he will be having none of that. You wanted him, right? You reciprocated his feelings and were so ready to be his and become his proper partner, so why are you acting so weird now? Why do you need anybody else when you were previously so keen on having him? Is he not enough, is that all? Well, if that's the case, Lucifer won't shy away from giving you a little extra time and lessons so that you can be his perfect little partner again. Lucifer always did have a thing for disciplining others. And let this be known, he doesn't plan on stopping until he breaks this little rebellious streak of yours.

Mammon

Mammon is the objectifying Yandere. He treats just like he would any other treasure he's fixated on over the years: an object for him to steal away and protect from the outside world and prying crooks like him. He has a special spot on his shelf for you and makes sure he polishes you perfectly, taking care of and maintaining you so you can never rust and become useless to him. Mammon doesn't just want you, no, he wants to own you. He wants you to be his, body, mind and soul. And he won't shy away from doing anything he can to ensure he owns you in every aspect. Mammon loves his treasure and will do anything to ensure it is his and his alone.

Levi

Levi is the stalker Yandere. He himself is too shy to act on his feelings, so he chooses to secretly satisfy himself by stalking and surveying you. Whether it be walking behind you on your way home, installing cameras in your room, or hacking into your devices to constantly monitor your online activity and save you from anyone he deems unworthy to interact with you: Levi isn't afraid to trample all over your boundaries to ensure you are his. He can't have you physically because of personal setbacks, but Levi will be damned if he allows anyone else to get in the way. And if they do, let's just say one of the strongest demons of Devildom knows just how to take care of it.

Satan

Satan is the observing Yandere. He won't outright kidnap you, at least not at the start. First, he will learn every little thing about you. Whether it be your schedule, preferences, personality or secrets, Satan knows it all. And then when just knowing isn't enough for him and he has gathered enough information to manipulate you until you're just as obsessed with him as he is with you, Satan will have you completely to himself willingly. Because who are you to deny him when he knows enough to break you in a single moment?

Asmo

Asmo is the dumbification Yandere. He just wants you to be the perfect version of yourself, that's all! And why would he let you do anything, even if it's as simple as brushing your hair when he knows that you'll do it wrong? Asmo just wants you to be his happy and perfect little thing and he will do whatever he can to ensure that you're irresistible, so much so that he has to lock you away. And you would rather have him sweet, loving, and obsessed with you than ready to take everything away and give you the punishment of being scarred and ugly, right? He just wants you to reach your full potential, so would you please just stop crying and screaming about stupid nonsense like freedom?

Beel

Beel is a protective Yandere. He just wants to protect you from this cruel, cruel world. Beel knows how bad humans, demons, and even angels can be. He's just trying to keep his darling safe and sound. He doesn't want to hurt you or see you cry and is very beauty and the beast esque with the way he lets you be so long as he knows you're with him and safe and sound. But beware for if you try to escape Beel won't shy away from taking measures to ensure you can never leave him.

Belphie

Belphie is a manipulative Yandere. He doesn't need to kidnap you or go to extreme measures like surveillance. Belphie doesn't want you to become his little doll, treasure, or some perfect little thing. Belphie will just ease his way into your mind and dreams. He will infest you with thoughts and dreams of him and him alone until you can't help but convince yourself that you truly are in love with him. That you're so obsessed with him you can't help but constantly think of him and him alone even with your eyes closed. And why would you ever catch on or suspect the lazy and rude Belphie when he's always been so dismissive of you? Belphie doesn't want anything to do with you, he just considers you as a friend of his brothers who he's close enough to sleep on once in a while. It's you who's obsessed with him. You who wants to be with him and learns how to make his favourite dishes and buys him cute plushies so you can have even a bit of his attention. If only you knew that it was in fact the other way around, perhaps you wouldn't have to lie every time you woke up from a dream and Belphie was around asking you what you're crying about. Maybe it would ease your mind to know that he wants you ten times more than you want him. You're just not far enough for him to make his move yet. It might help you to know that Belphie plans on having a fulfilling and eternal relationship with you when the time is right. But for now, you will have to suffer a little bit of pain before you can have his love.

Diavolo

Diavolo is the addictive Yandere. He's just addicted to you, plain and simple. He wants to know everything about you, to collect every little detail and store it close to his heart. Unlike some of the others, he doesn't want to change you, but he also isn't patient enough to get to know you the way he wants the standard way. Which leaves only one solution. To make you his. Diavolo won't kidnap you, but he sure will manipulate you into becoming his so that he is the only one able to learn about you. And Diavolo doesn't plan on letting you go any time soon.

Barbatos

Barbatos is a consuming Yandere. Barbatos doesn't just want to be with you. He wants to own you, to have you as his and his alone, to consume you fully and surround your life. And who are you to deny him when he can do so without you even realising it? You can't run, you can't hide. Death itself can't steal you from him for he will just manipulate the timeline and choose one where you are still with him. You can never be rid of Barbatos, for no matter where or when you are, he will find you and have you as his. And he isn't afraid to take extreme measures to ensure that happens.

Solomon

Solomon is the consuming Yandere. He won't kidnap you or go through the measures of stalking you or anything. No, Solomon will just draw you in like a moth to a flame until you go from acquaintances to friends to something more. Something enough for him to start making small changes to your life about how he would like it if you did things a certain way or how you would look so much better in the outfit he picked. Until one day you just can't tell that you've crossed the line from changing yourself a little to fit your crush's type to adapting your life so it can revolve around Solomon like an unsuspecting planet and its sun.

Simeon

Simeon is the obsessive Yandere. He just wants you all to himself, plain and simple and he's willing to do everything he needs to do to have you. Simeon won't hurt you, that's a line he'll never cross no matter the situation. He won't lock you up either, no, Simeon will just get rid of anyone he considers a threat and pretends it never happened. And when you come crying to his door talking about how everyone you're close to seems to be disappearing then he'll be waiting with open arms and a basket of your favourite things to help you forget, and unknowingly forgive. Because how can you ever suspect him when Simeon is your precious angel who's always there for you?

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