#» asmo talks about wife

[house-of-daena]

knocking on your door. hi. let me in. i have thoughts. i am not insane.

thinking about all the segments + original again. how they’re all possessive in their own ways over the one they all call their lover.

like the ones who like to wake you up by giving you head, whatever you may have been wearing now off to the side as their head is buried between your thighs, their drool and your releases coating your thighs by the time you try to sit up— just to see these smug bastards pull their head back and smile with those sharp teeth with a singsong “gooood morning~” before going right back to it and wringing another orgasm from you.

the absolutely insatiable more biological segments who have you fuck them against any door within the palace or whatever fancy hotel dotty funded you all to stay in. they’re taking advantage of tinted windows and their flexibility every time, a leg thrown over your shoulder as you slowly thrust up into them, tongues intertwined as they cream yet again on your cock, begging you to keep going ♥︎ fill them ♥︎ claim them ♥︎ use their body until they pass out from pleasure ♥︎ getting caught doesn’t matter to them when you pump them full of another load, since they’re too far gone the moment they have you where they want you— deep inside, bulging their pale tummies and proving your claim over them by painting their insides

good old fashioned segments like omega who like having your hands all up in their wired guts, learning their fantastical anatomy just to plunge their own arms inside and mess it all up. they come to you with their legs almost shaking from anticipation, voices trembling from the sheer desire and ‘adrenaline’ when they wait outside your office, and they’re such greedy but good boys, kicking their legs in the air as they sit on the edge of your operating table like the cuties they are. they bite at their artificial skin with their faux teeth, their eyes following you every moment that they detect you in the same room as them.

YESSS THISSS omggg this is so real ..

more utc

honestly they're all soooo needy n possessive,, they often fight who gets to spend time with you 😊 they seem all so innocent and sweet in your eyes but behind your back they're giving each other death glares and competing with one another !

it'd be such a delight to wake up to one of the cutie segments just sucking you off or desperately riding you, grinning ear to ear... they have tears in their eyes as they take you deeper, their hands trembling as he holds onto u for dear life... then they cry out when u paint their insides with your delicious cum they've been craving, only to start moving for more... other segments peeking through the open crack of the door and whimpering at the way u grip their waist to thrust up into his greedy hole, eyes all locked in creamy ring around ur cock that connected the two of u... ohh they're all seething with jealousy.. but they're all jerking off, sososo depraved n horny just by watching..

having the segments feels like u have so many dogs to care for! they all try to be good, but they're just. .. too needy! all the fuckin time too, n it doesn't help that prime always what's you for himself, making the segments even more desperate...

u visit one of them in one of the regions they're assigned in because you had a mission n decided to see em? expect to have a giddy segment on his knees, pawing at your pants and begging to suck you off, step on em, slap em, spank em, anything and everything. just pleasee fuck them pleasepleaseplease and you haven't done anything to them yet and they're sobbing already, so fucking hard that pre is seeping through their pants... loves it when you bend them over, fold their pliant bodies and manhandle them, fuck em in a mating press and just plunge it so deep they can feel it in their stomachs.. them clench onto your cock, their walls memorizing the shape and girth, the pleasurable burn at each drag...

they need to take and take because they know once you leave, they're not having this again in a verryyy long time as much as they know u wanna give em all their much needed attention. they're no satisfied easily, no noooo, they need you to groan in their ears that they're yours! make em feel loved by promising to breed em and make em pregnant, so they won't have to be jealous cuz you've filled em up with ur kids n they're sobbing at the thought, absolutely elated when they see their tummies slightly bloat at how much you've cummed inside of them... oh you best believe they're gonna plug themselves and holding onto your cum when you do leave, , they wanna savor the warmth.. though they're gonna struggle walking for a while cuz every step , they could still feel u inside of them..

omggg the older segments created more mechanically? hehe, they're always at your door! hell, they're probably lined up outside your office, waiting for you to fix them 💔 oh but you know that they intentionally get their insides all mangled, so you'd shove your hands arms deep into their intricate guts,.. make the others waiting watch you literally play with his system, making the poor segment overheat and almost making them shut down at the verge of overwhelming pleasure. you had to create a feature that stimulates a copy of a human orgasm and oh gods they love it, sososo much they don't want you to stop until their processors are fried! they want u to trace your fingers on their metallic bones, thumb their wirings and rub their sensitive sensors... thier voices glitching the more they scream n more, body twitching and spasming the more you 'fuck' them dumb...

wanna fuck with them? turn off the feature and practically edge them for houuurss till they're a crying mess. they plead for your touch, but you wrech a loose screw and he keens 💞 they wish you can fuck them like the others but fuck, just tug on a wire and it has them throwing their heads back. oops, they mightve messed up their sensitivity... on purpose 😊😊

#» asmo talks about wife #» mutuals: pulpbeing #they play tcg and whoever wins gets to spend time with u if prime allows it #» asmo's thirst talks #sub dottore #dottore smut #sub genshin #genshin smut #sub genshin impact #Thankkk YOIUUU so much for the food nex #kissing you /p

[brenbofen]

WAIT WAIT... TELL ME TOO... because personally I think dottore was a kshahrewar because the old kshahrewar focused on propulsion mechanisms before in recent hundred years included technology and architecture. since bby zandik was like, into khaenri'ahn technology... but then there's haravatat that also has ancient ruin studies.... its more likely the darshan he could've been in is these 2

give me your thoughts. i love talking about the wife

OKAY OKAY

So yeah, the only Darshan we 100% know Dottore wasn’t part of was Amurta because Sohreh, who I think was in Amurta, mentions his Darshan’s research approach is nothing like Amurta, meaning they have nothing to discuss.

“But he's too rigid, and the research approach of his Darshan has nothing in common with Amurta. As a result, we have nothing to talk about even though we are exploring this place together.” Sohreh’s exact words in her journal entry

It’s possible Dottore was part of Haravatar with his fascination with technology and ancient ruins (Sohreh says he was more interested in ancient ruins in the jungle they were exploring than anything else), I wish they weren’t to vague about his Darshan or WOULD JUST TELL US!!!

Kshahrewar and Haravatar are likely, I think Kshahrewar since it seems his fascination with ancient ruins wasn’t meant to be part of his research (at the very least he keeps all his research of the ruins he finds to himself so it’s possible he wants to keep it to himself or wasn’t supposed to be researching it?? idk) and the only problem anyone has with Dottore studying dangerous technology was him wanting to take it to school.

“Thank goodness, Zandik reacted quickly. Otherwise, the whole team would be in serious trouble”

“The terrifying killing machine has stopped. Zandik insisted on bringing it back to the Akademiya to be disassembled and reverse-engineered. That was absolutely ridiculous!”

Investigation team’s notes about Zandik ^^

I also wish we knew?? What other two times he acted without authorization?? It mentions this is his third time acting out and suggests he needs to be punished, but it’s not until he’s found out to be the cause of Sohreh’s death that he’s expelled so I doubt the first two were like insanely terrible? I just wish we knew WHAT he did.

Would be so nice to know more about the wife, any lore about the Harbingers is so vague unless it’s Ajax, drives me up the wall 😭😭

#— vince answers #vince chats with asmo #love talking about the wife #get very rambly when i talk about him #sorry if this makes no sense #il dottore #dottore genshin impact #give us more harbinger lore #please hoyoverse im on my knees

[temis-de-leon]

Pick me girls and Dateables - Part 3

Characters: Diavolo, Barbatos, Solomon and Simeon (x reader, separately)

Part 1 - Lucifer, Mammon and Levi (x reader, separately)

Part 2 - Satan, Asmo, Beel and Belphie (x reader, separately)

Masterlist

CW: pick me girl behavior, suggestive, mentions of sex, mentions of violence and threats, mentions of concubines (no concubines, tho), implied marriage (??), jealous mc, some fluff, some hurt, some comfort, the most ooc out of every part of the series, Barbatos's part is based on one of his chats (A patissier's suffering?)

A/N at the end.

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Diavolo

So the Devildom had concubines, what about it? It's not like Diavolo had any concubines. You were his only partner and, apparently, the first one in a long while. You had nothing to worry about.

Still, it was impossible not to feel so dejected when every single one of the demons in his court buttered him up so blatantly, not caring that you were next to him, arms linked and fingers intertwined.

And he smiled. Of course, what else could he do but smile? He had a duty to fulfill and that probably meant keeping certain people happy, right?

At least, that was the mantra in your head. Your heart kept hurting itself, but having a reason made it manageable.

"Well? Have you thought about it?"

You turned to your side and stared at the demoness beside you. She was mesmerizing and looking at her directly made you lose focus.

Have I thought about it? I haven't stop thinking about it.

"Remember that I'm acting on behalf of his wellbeing" she said sweetly, caressing your wrist like she wanted to flirt with you "And I guess I could make you happy too"

That made you laugh without an ounce of humor. Both of you knew she wasn't being serious about that one and you wondered why she said it in the first place. Making her Diavolo's concubine would make her his wife in everything but paper. Did she expect giving you orgasms would make you happier about it?

"Leave me alone" you whispered against your drink, not trusting your voice to act decently.

"How can you be so selfish?" she spat, leaving you speechless "This is for his own good. How long will you live, human? Do you expect him to be alone after your death? My only wish is to keep him company once you're gone and starting now would make the transition easier. He'll still love you, sure, but this way he could be happier. How can you not understand something so simple?"

A demon she was, you remembered. Had you been a regular human, you would've believed her concerned face, but to you it was obvious how impatient she was and how much she wanted to leave you there, alone and breaking, so she could finally speak to Diavolo.

"MC"

Both of you jumped, turning around just to see Barbatos's unfazed smile.

"Lord Diavolo asks for you" he informed when you didn't answer, too surprised to react. "Follow me if you please"

"If I may" intervened your companion, close to giving you a heart attack "I must speak to Prince Diavolo. It's an urgent matter"

The butler looked at you, asking for your permission, but you didn't know how to react. It seemed your throat decided to stop working at that exact moment.

"Very well, then"

The demoness eagerly jumped at his words, not wasting a second in leaving the corner you were occupying to look for the prince, who had finally stopped talking to his subjects and was sitting alone in his throne.

Barbatos stared at her before offering you his arm.

"You have nothing to worry about"

He seemed confident, so you believed him. However, the distance you walked towards the throne felt longer than ever.

Your boyfriend looked unnaturally serious at your arrival, an expression his face was not made for. It softened when he saw you, but, still, he didn't fully smile.

"My love, come here" he palmed his thigh and not in a million years would you reject that offer.

Diavolo smiled at the speed you moved, barely restraining himself from kissing you. Instead, he turned to the demoness and presented her to you.

"I believe you've met her already, MC. Did you know about her offer? Did you know she wishes to serve me?"

He patiently waited for your answer, holding you against his chest and caressing your hip bones with the pad of his fingers and the tip of his nails, making you shiver.

Serve? That's the word she decided to use? She wasn't lying, sure, but it was far from the intention she actually had.

"We talked about it" you said in the end.

There was silence for a few seconds, broken only by the sounds of people still drinking and dancing. Diavolo and Barbatos looked at each other, having a conversation no one else could hear.

"I take it you rejected her proposition?"

Obviously.

You nodded and he cupped your face with a sad frown. Your heart skipped a beat.

"That's a pity, my love"

For a moment you moved away from him, too lost in your incredulity to answer or even acknowledge the crazy smile on the demoness's face, but, not even a second later, Diavolo brought you back to him and continued.

"She would've make a wonderful lady in waiting"

Huh?

"Wait, what?"

Both of you ignored the woman, who looked like she'd been slapped in the face with something rotten, which, in her mind, was probably accurate.

"I asked to serve you, my Lord, not the human..."

"Beware your words" interrupted Barbatos, his tail swishing behind him like a whip.

She stopped talking then, very obviously swallowing her opinions. Diavolo speaked again.

"By serving you, she'll serve me. Give her an opportunity to make you happy and, if she fails, we'll get rid of her"

What did he mean, get rid of her? You opened your mouth to ask, but he jerked his leg, making you jump. His smile was wide, but his eyes held a warning.

You decided to let it go.

"Okay"

Diavolo laughed as loud as he usually did, finally hugging you and ignoring both Barbatos's reprimanding glance and the demoness's sour expression.

But wait.

Wait.

He said 'lady in waiting'. Like... Uh...

Were you getting married?

Barbatos

'I'll be waiting in the classroom'

That's what his last message said.

And you'd never be dumb enough to reject that invitation. ¿Spending time with your boyfriend and eating his homemade cookies? Hell yeah!

You just had to be careful not to catch Beel's attention, avoiding the main hallways and hiding between the taller students, which were almost everyone.

By the time you finally arrived to the classroom (you got lost, but you'd never admit that to anyone), you were fairly sure all of your classmates had already gone home.

Alas, you were wrong.

Barbatos's figure was as composed as ever, but you knew him just enough to know how irritated he actually was. Were you this late? It was never your intention!

But no, no, that wasn't the root of the problem.

You knew her, kinda. Not personally, but you'd seen her a lot of times in the castle, cleaning plates in the kitchen or clearing up the table after one of Diavolo's dinner parties. She looked weird in the school's uniform instead of the one the maids used, but you guessed they too had to go to RAD, just like the brothers did.

So why did Barbatos look so uncomfortable?

Both of them stared at you when you entered, walking towards him while staring at her in search of an explanation.

"MC! You're finally here"

He smiled at you with candid eyes, discreetly holding your hand and restraining himself from kissing you in front of the girl, who cleared her throat to break the moment and grinned at Barbatos like you weren't there at all.

Foolish mistake if you'd ever seen one.

Your boyfriend frowned before turning in her direction, clearly giving her one last oportunity before kicking her out of there and reclaiming his alone time with you.

The girl purposely made herself meek, lowering her gaze as if making visual contact with him was too much, something you could totally understand.

"Master Barbatos, please, I'm begging you. I just wish to learn"

You raised your eyebrows and waited for his answer. Instead, she kept talking.

"I'll follow every one of your orders, sir, I promise" arms behind her back and body slightly swaying, you now understood why he was in the edge of snapping "The others don't appreciate you as much as I do. I'll be your best student"

He stared at her, you stared at her, she stared at him, batting her lashes with a weirdly fake innocent smile.

Her demeanor vanished when the Royal Butler spoke.

"I recomend you stop this nonsense at once" he finally said, breaking the uncomfortable silence "You're embarrassing yourself and Lord Diavolo's service's good reputation"

The poor maid gaped like a fish, although you weren't feeling bad for her.

You stayed behind him, closing the distance as much as possible while staring at her over his shoulder. If you ate a cookie now, would it be too much? He'd probably forgive you, but you'd rather not risk your chances.

"You will stay on cleaning duty as long as I say and you will stop the rumors that I know have been traveling all around the castle"

She lowered her gaze again, this time in submission and humiliation. His voice sounded venomous and you could swear the room's temperature dropped a few degrees. The air was still and smelled damped and rottening.

"If the gossip hasn't disappear by midnight, rest assured, I will make sure you keep your mouth fully shut"

The threat was clear in his words, something that shouldn't, but still surprised you. The maid trembled in response before bowing and running out the classroom.

You stared at the door in surprise, not turning around until he talked again.

"Do forgive me, my dear, but you know how much I dispise rats"

He sounded scarier than ever, letting his forked tongue slip between his teeth before he searched around the room, like he was trying to find more pests.

Then, he turned to you and smiled like nothing happened, holding a cookie to your mouth as the tips of his gloved fingers caressed your jaw.

"Let's forget about this ordeal, MC. After all, I saved these just for you"

Solomon

If there was something worse than feeling jealous, it was Solomon knowing you were jealous.

You thought you could catch a break, uh? Well, you couldn't be more wrong: your boyfriend knew the moment he saw you staring at that witch.

She was cute, you guessed? Nothing exceptional, but not hideous either. You wouldn't mind at all if not for the fact that she used her appearance like a nuclear weapon.

"Oh, you're so cute!" she'd told you once "I wish I was as cute as you!"

And at first you thought nothing of it. She was just being nice! A little weird about it, sure, but who wasn't weird in RAD?

Except, she wasn't looking at you when she said that, but, instead, at your boyfriend.

Of course, Solomon, unbothered as ever, was too engrossed in the cooking book he'd borrowed from the library to pay attention.

(Later that night you had to order takeout, but you were already counting on that).

The point was: she was trying too hard. You couldn't blame her, really, you dated Solomon for a reason; but still. She was getting on your nerves.

"I'm so dumb... I'll never get it! Solomon, can you help me with this?"

Opening a door with magic? Difficult? Yeah, right.

"I've never dated a human before... How is it, MC? I bet Solomon is a great boyfriend"

He has his moments.

"Solomon! Sit with me, I saved you a seat! Why? Oh, I concentrate better when you're here!"

Shit, could she concentrate at all?

"You're so powerful! You'll have to let me have him for a night, MC! He could teach me a couple of things..."

You closed your fist, staring at her with a frown while talking yourself out of mauling her across the table. You didn't need Lucifer's rants about impropriety and self restraint on top of all of this.

"MC and I have a lesson tonight" the sorcerer said with a polite smile, unusually kind eyes and an unreadable expression "Would you like to tag along?"

She sighed and rolled her eyes, lowering her gaze in embarrassment, although you weren't sure if she was really embarrassed.

"Could we hang out alone, tho? I don't want MC to see how dumb I am. They're so much better than me! I bet I need you more than they do!"

Well, you didn't need to study with her to know she was dumb as bricks.

You looked at Solomon, opening your eyes so much in bewilderment that even the insides of your cornea were getting dry. Not a second later he turned to you, smiling with mischief, and then you remembered who were you actually dating.

"It's either this or nothing. Be in Purgatory Hall at 6, we won't be waiting for you"

The witch quickly looked at you, frustrated at his words. It wasn't ideal, you knew, thirdwheeling your crush and his partner in a study date, but what else did she expect? Every other option was plain stupid.

"Okay"

She snorted, trying to hide the disgust and disappoinment without much success. Once she left you alone, swaying her hips and her ponytail, you punched Solomon in the arm and reveled in his pain.

"MC!! Relax!"

"Don't tell me to relax!"

You tried to choke him, but he hid his neck under his shoulders before you could lift yourself to reach him better. He knew you too well.

"MC, I have an idea! You'll like it, believe me!"

"Oh, really?"

"I swear!"

Once free from your attacks, Solomon avoided your eyes and stared at his hands. It took him a couple of seconds before he could look at you again, cheeks red, while he spoke from his heart.

"I couldn't care less about her attempts, MC, but she's obviously making you uncomfortable. I won't let this keep going if I can do something about it"

"But why did you invite her to our lesson, then?"

He laughed in a carefree manner, still blushing while he took your hands in his, looking at you like he was about to uncover a precious secret.

"As your teacher, I want you to explore your potential to the maximum"

His voice lowered to a whisper and you got closer to him, letting your body shiver when his breath caressed the skin of your neck.

"Say, MC, wouldn't you like to have your very own training dummy?"

Simeon

Oh, the privileges of being friends with the most powerful demons in the Devildom.

All you had to do was pout a little and act like you were miserable, missing the warmth of the sun and the familiar scenery of the human world. Of course, all of them knew you were exaggerating, but none would take the risk of actually making you sad.

So there you were, waiting for your drinks while Simeon sunbathed outside, sitting in one of those ornate metal chairs and writing some loose ideas for his next book in a napkin. After all, you'd be crazy if you ever went to the human realm without using the opportunity to have a date with your sweetheart of a boyfriend.

If not for the brightness of his suit, he would look like a college student from an old movie, all dreamy and focused in his own world.

And, apparently, you weren't the only one thinking that.

There were a group of girls outside the cafe, all of them young, maybe even fresh out of high school, staring at Simeon like he was some kind of celebrity. Maybe it was his angelic charisma? Maybe it was just his good looks? Whatever the reason, the girls seemed ready enough to conquer the world and they wanted to start with your boyfriend.

You studied your surroundings, realizing with an uncomfortable weigh in your chest just how busy the place was. There was no way you were getting your order in less than five minutes, even being the first in line, so the only thing you could do was wait and hope the girls wouldn't bother Simeon too much.

They stayed in a closed circle for a few moments until one of them finally dared to go and talk to him. She tried to sit in the second chair, but Simeon stopped her with a quick movement of his hand, probably saying he was saving it for you.

That made you laugh, but you were starting to get second hand embarrassment. You could tell she was trying hard to catch his attention, twirling her hair around her finger and hugging her waist to make her breasts look bigger.

You couldn't see Simeon's face, but, by the way he was scratching the paper, it was obvious he was losing focus on whatever he was previously writing, which would only make him irritated.

Fortunately, and rather rudely, the waitress finally gave you the styrofoam cups and immediately ignored you again, but you couldn't care less. The girl returned to her friends just as you stepped out of the cafe, letting you know part of what happened.

"He said he didn't know what part of him made him look interested in me" she snarled with a hint of hurt in her voice, trying to hide it with offense "That I should find someone that actually finds me entertaining"

Her friends gasped and you had to stop yourself from laughing. He wasn't usually that snappy, but she did interrupt his daydreaming.

"I don't even care what he thinks, he's just some dude! I can catch anyone I want, you know?"

Anyone but him, apparently, but the only thing her friends could do was agree.

Shaking your head and holding one drink in each hand, you stopped the eavesdropping and hurried towards him, leaning over his shoulder to kiss his cheek and smiling softly when he raised his hands to stroke your hair. He was warm from the sun, but he still curled close to you even after letting you sit next to him.

The girls audibly gasped at your actions, clearly offended by your presence as if Simeon would change his mind if they waited enough.

You couldn't bring yourself to pay them attention. Not when he was caressing your knuckles with such love in his touch and a feeling so deep in his eyes that it made your heart violently stop.

"So what were you writing?"

He smiled and eagerly showed you the napkin. By the time you turned around, the girls were already gone.

Tagging the party: @hello-gloomy @the-sassiest-toaster @hero-nii-blog @yourlocalyin @elaemae @eliciria @darkflowerav

Author's note:

Simeon's part sucked the soul out of me (not in the good way), but at least it's well-written. Also, this will be the last part for now: I don't know Mephisto, Raphael or Thirteen enough, so they won't be in any of my posts (for now)

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[still-a-morosexual-help]

I CAN'T

That's was really good chapter, really good

I can feel that MC was really triggered when Belphie go for attack, body remember everything...

Also, I started to love Asmo, I mean I always love all of them, but no, Asmo plus one favorite, favorite trio😭😭😭😭

THEY'RE DIDN'T HESITATE AND BELIEVE MC, I JUST CAN'T

Sol Is awesome and I'm so glad to be here with him, I always loved him, but I didn't get enough of him, so yeah, win not only for Mammon stan, but for Sol stan, my two precious white haired grandpa

Sol is so protective of MC

That line was so powerful, where he was be like, and you think that I'm not angry? 🤗

I want to know what happened to him, I HOPE WE'LL KNOW, I need more lore, bc he was almost dead and Barb helped him, what the fuck happened between them >_<

Also, fuck you Belphie, NOT HIM TALKING ABOUT HONESTY LOL still my little meow meow

But I really interested...how Beel and Satan would react on that. Want to believe that Satan on our side. I mean, humans didn't get him, pls he's my favorite too....

13 IS MY WIFE AAAHHHHHH

she was so sweet and liked our soul, awwww

And I really feel bad for MC, I love angst for my girl, but... It's hurt. Your family doesn't know you, some of them want to kill you, and you can't make yourself to hurt them because of love, but also cant tell them that you know them and you're family :(

They may be strong in every aspect, but still.

Lucifer is not angry, but more feel betrayed and hurt, I think that's the case :(

Pls let MC get some rest, bc I'm worried bc of that promise 🙂

Also that moment with choosing side...was interesting. I love how Sol so protective of own people and how he wanted to be powerful, now everything makes sense. But a little sad, that it doesn't seem that MC with him on this. MC not attached to the own world, sometimes I feel like that they're doesn't have a place in the world bc they're not exactly human, not demon and not angel, really interesting moment

And have a good day!

Yes!! Yes! Everything you said! You basically summarised all my thoughts!

The Asmo-Levi-Mammon-MC friend group is so wholesome!!!??? I love that the three of them believed MC no questions asked! And Levi, in Nightbringer, before he gets more used to being a demon is so shy??? I want to squeeze him. And Asmo's so sweet!????? They can be mean, obviously, but it's nowhere near what they are like as fully fledged demons

The Solomon backstory and his relationship with both Thirteen & Barbatos was so good! Also Candy!! I'm so glad we got to find out more about her too

Thirteen & Solomon technically being roommates? The fact that Thirteen actually really cares about Solomon!? I'm😭 That Barbatos really cares about him as well🥺

Oh! Oh! Yes Solomon saying the you think I'm not angry line while just 😊 smiling was amazing. Man was fucking livid

He cares about MC so much, and he cares about humanity so much that if it comes to it he would fight viciously against people he has come to consider his friends and he expects MC to be the same. Because Solomon's been without a human friend/companion for so long and he finally found someone like him and he expected them to hold the same views and ideals as him because of course when you ask a human to choose between humanity and demons they'll choose humanity no matter what bond they have with the demons right!? Except MC went haha actually.....lol and then gave the grimoire to Lucifer with 0 hesitation and then promised to protect them & bring happiness to them in a place they were told not to make promises (my bet is it'll make their promise binding and they knew that too right!? Because they spoke about not making promises there twice with Thirteen. and if that's the case that means they knowingly made a binding promise meaning if it comes down to it if there's a war they'll never be on humanity's side) God, Solomon must be devastated

Also the fact that Nightbringer was right about what MC will choose!?

Satan might actually just not pick a side? Like he wouldn't be bothered to go out of his way to help MC the way the other three did, but at the same time if it meant going against Lucifer......

Beel, I'm not sure. Because as of rn MC hasn't had a big bonding moment with Beel and it's just been 1yr since they lost Lilith. He may not hate humans the way Belphie does but I feel like he'll take Belphie's side, the same way he did in that Devilgram where Belphie protested the exchange program

Lucifer was definitely hurt and scared and covering it up with anger

And yeah I get the same feeling that general MC doesn't really have anything in the human world. It's kinda been hinted at in the previous seasons as well and nightbringer might as well have confirmed it during the last lesson

In conclusion,

Let MC take a fucking nap

#asks #obey me nightbringer #obey me spoilers #nightbringer spoilers #obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me! #shall we date? obey me! #swd obey me #shall we date obey me #swd obey me! #obey me! shall we date? #obey me solomon #om solomon #obey me! solomon #om! solomon #swd solomon #shall we date solomon #obey me mc #obey me! mc #om mc #om! mc #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me asmo #obey me asmodeus #obey me levi #obey me leviathan #obey me thirteen #obey me barbatos

[a-local-idiots-shitpost]

the poor Unpopular dudes-Belphegor

yeah I can kinda guess why but he´s only second most unpopular but you guys just really have something against my poor wife Asmo T-T I´m still not over him being the least popular

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because the RAD Newspaper held a popularity contest that was rigged you tried to do one of your own, it was just you using Magic to get a piece of paper with the name of all the important people you know on it which would return on it´s own after somebody answered it and you don´t know what you anticipated but it was not this that is for sure

I mean you know some people don´t like Belphegor but still seeing him last in a popularity poll was kinda surprising, even better unlike some people you know he won´t care about it so there is no reason for you to worry about anything

“hey Belphie! do you want to see something!?” did you have to scream? no because he´s once again using you as a nap buddy but you don´t think he would have woken up, I mean he might not wake up anyway but it was still worth a try

you saw him move around a bit but it doesn´t seem like he´s fully awake, you tried to wake him again but he managed to cover his ears with his pillow and now he leaves you no choice and forced you to the worst thing of all taking the blanket away from him, this would wake him up enough for you to talk with him and hate you for like a day but it would be worth it

when you managed to get the blankets out of his grasp he slowly began to wake up and was conscious enough for you to have a conversation with him, he was glaring at you and looked like he would have loved nothing more than to murder you, to bad he doesn´t get a second chance for it

“how many times do I have to tell you to stop waking me up” he´s pouting, grumpy and rubbing the sleep out of his eyes all in all he looks really adorable right now, not like you would tell him because he would take advantage of the fact and you have no idea what he could be planning

“a lot more if you want it to work” he just yawned and made himself comfortable again almost like he forgot you woke him up and would do so again, you shook him so he would stay awake and told him you wanted to show him something

“I already saw your stupid popularity poll and I don´t care that nobody likes me I don´t like them either” you grinned “and what if I told you I voted you as the least like person to”

he covered himself with the blanket again and tried to force you to lay down too “I know your lying you would have voted Lucifer as the least liked person just like me and Satan did”

“awww how did you know?”

he just snuggled closer to you and made sure you wouldn´t be allowed to move again “your part of the Anti Lucifer League that´s all the proof I need” aaand he´s asleep again and your stuck in a comfy and fluffy prison, eh isn´t the worst sleepover with Belphie you ever had so it sin´t that bad, you made yourself comfortable, gave Belphie a kiss on his forehead and fell asleep yourself

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me fic #obey me fanfiction #obey me fanfic #obey me belphegor #belphegor avatar of sloth

[ruewrites]

Understanding Us

AO3

Ship: Solomon/Asmo

Word Count: 2952

Warnings: Mildly referenced implied homophobia/misogyny. The undertones are very light but it is there.

A/N:

Another installment of the Next Gen! AU that I made with @leviathanswingman. Solomon and Asmo integrating into the human world is definitely something that is worth exploring in this AU because it does come with a few challenges, especially in terms of socializing. They find their niche eventually, but there will always be challenges.

(Solomon is touch starved and no one can change my mind about this.)

I hope you enjoy!

Solomon forced a smile, swirling his cup in his hands as he watched his partner from across the backyard. He fit in well here, much better than Solomon did. Of course they both had their moments of bouts of odd behavior, and yet Asmo slipped into the neighborhood as a socialite with near flawlessness and perfection. He laughed like windchimes as he sipped his cocktail, gossiping and chittering away with a few of their neighbor's on the host's deck next to the grill. He looked stunning too, as he always did. The spring air appeared so much sweeter as it carried Asmo's essence.

What made it sweeter still was their child on his lap. Asmodeus was the perfect image of a parental socialite. Solomon had already heard him fantasizing about joining a future PTA meeting after speaking to a few of their neighbors who had older children. An entire bake sale had practically already been organized in the entirety of his mind for when Lilith started attending classes, and of course Asmodeus would be chaperoning field trips! Perhaps he could still make a post or two as well, after all, Asmodeus was still an influencer.

Tilting the cup in his hand again, he wondered if there was another cocktail floating out there for him somewhere. Perhaps one with blueberries or pomegranate.

“Solomon! That's not going to do you any good stayin still in your cup.” 

A man clapped him on his back. Solomon had heard his name once or twice, his wife had brought over cookies when he and Asmo moved in. It had been a rough introduction, Asmo had still been a bit bristly around strangers so Solomon had done most of the talking. It went about as well as it could have with an unhappy demon in the background. Despite that, this man still seemed to hone in on Solomon at every social event.  No matter how hard he tried to hide himself, he always seemed to find him and drag him out to groups which discussed subjects that Solomon cared little for. Still, Solomon forced a smile and stood a little straighter, “I'm more of a whisky man if I'm honest. I like my liquor a bit… smoother.”

“You get used to it, it's an acquired taste.”

Solomon would beg to differ.

“You're partner up there, he get you whisky? It's always nice to have your own little treats.”

Solomon had seen Asmo put back stronger drinks than whisky on a Saturday night. Solomon liked whisky, the best way to taste it was the remnants from Asmo's lips.

“We drink together, although he does know how to pick out rather divine blends,” Solomon continued  to stare straight ahead, not offering the man a glance, “Sometimes we drink together later in the night after we put Lilith down.”

The man elbowed him, making the drink in his hands slosh onto his skin.  It felt as disgusting and horrendous as it tasted. 

There was a way this man talked about Asmodeus, a few of them talked about Asmodeus in a similar fashion.  Solomon hated it. They projected their own ideas onto their relationship in a fashion that often made Solomon uncomfortable, and they liked to pry. Asmodeus confused them all, whether it be his mixture of pronouns or presentation of gender or how he fit in with Solomon and Lilith. They were much more concerned about Asmodeus’ role that Solomon thought they ought to be. Asmodeus was Asmodeus, and that should be enough.

“He get cuddly with you drunk? Scooch in real close?” it was a joke, but not one Solomon enjoyed in the slightest. It was shallow, superficial, and the implications left bile in his mouth,  “Bet he's the type to get scared during horror movies too. You ever watch those and drink your whiskey?”

The man next to him was laughing as the plastic crickled beneath Solomon's finger tips.

***

“More, please.”

It was far from erotic, and Solomon craved it all the same. Asmo's caress did something to him, lit a fire deep within his cold soul. If it was taken from him, he wasn't sure how he would ever survive. Asmo's hand caressed the side of his face and moved upward to ruffle his hair.

“My Darling is so needy tonight,” the arm around his waist tightened, pulling him closer, and Solomon reveled in it. He knew his face was flushed, his body contorted to distort himself into some smaller form perfect to fit in Asmodeus' grasp. His legs tangled, arms struggling with whether to stay pressed close to his chest or to wrap around and capture the source of undying affection and attention before him. 

“But that is okay,” Asmo cooed in his ear, “Because I am here for whatever he needs, whenever he wants it.”

It was like this frequently in the beginning once they started more openly expressing wants and desires. Solomon would fluctuate between a kind of aloofness and the cold void inside him that demanded to be filled. Before all of this it was easy to ignore. After all, how could you miss an experience that was forgotten to you? But once he had the tiniest taste, the switch inside of him was flipped. Nowadays the void was quiet more often than not but every now and again that craving for intimacy and affection overtook him to a point that was almost painful. Twisting his head to the side, Solomon looked up at Asmo through his lashes.

“I love you.”

The words fell short in so many ways, if only there was something more he could say, some word that fit better. One day he would find one, but for now, this would do.

Asmo's fingers continued to card through his hair, his eyes soft. His lips pressed against Solomon's forehead, “I love you too. How do you feel?” 

Solomon shifted, adjusting his position and making himself feel more comfortable in Asmo's arms. The ache in his chest had lessened to a dull thud as Asmo's warmth took its place. 

“Better,” Solomon said, “Luckily I have you and your love for this poor heart of mine.”

“Careful Handsome, you might have another baby if you're not careful with your words.”

Solomon laughed, “You say that like it isn't something I would like.” Asmo had passed on so much to their child. She looked so much like him and Solomon didn't doubt that what else he had passed on to her would be revealed with age. Solomon had passed on his talent with magic, that he knew, but he swore that she would never know what the void within him felt like. He would shower her in all the love and affection he could muster and assure that her days were filled with brightness and laughter.

“I know you would,” Asmo purred. God, Solomon loved that purr. The only thing better than the purrs were the chirps and chitters he made. It was all music to Solomon's ears. “You're such a good Daddy, there isn't a better man I could have accidentally had a child with.”

He punctuated each word by walking his fingers up Solomon's shoulder and tapping his nose.

All Solomon could do was smile. He kissed Asmo once. Then again. And again. He lost himself in his partner's laughter as they continued their exchange of soft kisses, completely and utterly enveloped in each other.

It was the best whiskey Solomon could ever chase, and he would gladly get drunk on it any time of day.

***

“I love what they do with the gore,” Asmo moved closer against his shoulder and it made his heart lurch, “It's so… artistic. Like a pretty little metaphor.”

“It does look like a flower if you pause it right.”

“Yes! See you get it! It's about blooming into her true potential and truths being revealed! Also I just think it was done in a very pretty fashion.” With the way Asmo squealed and kicked his feet, one might think they were watching a very different genre of film, certainly not a psychological thriller. But Solomon loved how excited Asmodeus became. It was lovely being able to discuss in depth literary analyses with his partner.

“What about you Solomon? What do you think?”

“What do I think?”

“That is what I asked.”

Solomon glanced back at the screen, intertwining his fingers with Asmo's as he thought. “I think it's about an acknowledgement of all parts of yourself, the good and the bad of human nature, that sometimes the more horrendous things can be masked with beauty and that escaping it in itself can be brutally terrifying, but there is beauty in escaping and gaining your freedom.”

Asmo used the tips of his fingers to turn Solomon's face towards him, his feather light touch on his skin sending shivers up Solomon's spine. “Beautifully put.”

Her finger tips traveled down Solomon's neck, tracing along his carotid artery, “Most people forget about the horrors often faced in order to reach that pretty little ending. When perfection is mistaken for beauty, some tend to turn volatile in their blindness.”

“You would know that.”

“So would you.”

“It's not easy to forget.”

“Would we want to?”

A few minutes of silence lingered between them, Asmodeus’ fingers dancing over his heart before gripping the fabric of his shirt and pulling him in.

“I wanted to go back to the Celestial Realm more than anything,” Asmodeus whispered, “I'd almost forgotten why I left.”

His fingers ran throughSolomon's hair and down his back, lulling him into a security. He let out a sigh and wrapped his arms around his lover. Asmo's scent filled his lungs as he inhaled, and a sense of completeness watched over him. 

Asmo's eyes were once again fixed on the television, his grip on Solomon tightening.

“I'm glad she got her freedom.”

***

Solomon hummed, his eyelids lowering. 

“Well? Do you?” 

Another jab came at him from the side. It was taking all Solomon had not to let his agitation show. For the first time since their interaction began Solomon turned to him, a wide smile spread across his face. 

“You don't know anything about my partner nor myself, and I think I like having our little mysteries,” If he were a worse man, he'd curse him now, “It keeps a certain spice to life, wouldn't you agree?”

Solomon didn't allow him to say another word. He dumped the vile liquid on the ground, stepping out of the way of playing children, and made his way up the deck steps. That man could speculate as much as he wanted, as could the rest of them, but unless they treated Asmo with dignity and respect when they thought he was out of earshot they wouldn't get a word out of him.

Asmo hadn't seen him approaching, in fact, he was still enraptured in conversation when Solomon approached him. A soft noise of surprise left him, a chirp. Solomon kissed where his jaw met his neck and then allowed himself to settle. 

“Oh hello Darling! Coming by to say hi?”  Asmo asked, leaning into Solomon. His warmth radiated to Solomon’s core and his hair smelled dizzyingly of the sweetest roses. 

“How could I ever stay away?” 

He took one of Asmo’s hands and placed kisses from his wrist to the tips of his fingers. A soft flurry of noises rose up and fell just as quickly as they appeared.

“What did I tell you?” Asmo chirped, looking around the table, “He’s a perfect model of a gentleman.”

“He is,” a woman crooned, “All you’re missin is a ring honey.”

“You’re gonna get me a pretty ring right Sol?” Asmo asked, batting his lashes. His voice was overperforming. Words dragged out in an exaggeratingly sweet manner as he cozied up to him. If only they knew how Lilith had come into the world.

“The prettiest, if I can have a sip of your cocktail.”

WIthout a word, Asmo lifted the pretty drink to his lips. Solomon could have groaned. Finally, something that didn’t taste like piss. Why take the enjoyment out of life by taking the pleasure of consumption away? Why ingest something horrible when perfection was a few yards away? Asmo set the glass back down onto the table and relaxed once again into their previous position. 

“Thank you my Darling.”

Asmo hummed in response, content to let Solomon recharge his dwindling social battery. This was a game they often played at gatherings. For some reason or another, the same group of men would find themselves flocking towards Solomon, trying to get him to engage in one draining activity or another. Eventually Solomon would escape towards Asmodeus and allow himself to relax. He was more interested in the conversations Asmodeus was a part of anyways. If there was one thing his demon excelled at (well… one of many) it was honing in on interesting gossip or picking up key information that others let slip past their lips.

His fingers toyed with Lilith’s hair, it was soft and wavy, and Asmo had placed a little pink bow in it. Asmodeus loved toying with their daughter's hair. He absolutely delighted in it, seeing all of the different stylings that could be accomplished. She always looked so cute too, Asmodeus made sure she was the pinnacle of cuteness. 

“How about I take her for a while?”

“I’ve got her.”

“I can take her inside and reapply her sunscreen, it’s getting hot,” Solomon continued, “Besides I want to make myself a drink.”

It didn’t take anymore convincing for Solomon to have their daughter in his arms as he walked into the house, a deep sigh left his lips. “Oh Lilith, what am I to do?”

Lilith babbled in response, blowing bubbles out of her mouth and grabbing for Solomon’s hair. “Ah, wise words from a wise young lady,” he shifted her weight to his hip as he looked at the counter full of mixing ingredients, “Now, let's make a good drink.” 

Fortunately he spent the rest of the time in the kitchen talking to Lilith about everything and nothing. She was delightful company, always was. They could have a much better social event than whatever was happening outside, and when temperatures would eventually continue to rise they wouldn't be the ones melting. In every possible way, this was a much more favorable outcome in his books. Fortunately for him, no one else came in for however long he had decided to wander around. That was, until familiar heels clicked on the linoleum. Solomon had started making his second drink, explaining the elegancies of a wyvern’s bone structure to an enthused Lilith, when Asmo entered the room. 

“You ready to head home?” he asked, hip cocked against the doorway.

“Are you done socializing?”

“They all started fixating on how I have a year old baby and no ring, so yeah I think I’m done,” Asmo said, “It’s a shame, they can’t seem to understand why I trust you to not leave me.”

Solomon snorted as he lifted the newly mixed drink to his lips. Asmo seemed to be matching his annoyance. It was concealed just enough, if Solomon hadn’t known Asmo for as long as he had or as intimately as he did, he might have missed it, “It seems to be challenging for some of them to understand us doesn’t it?”

“You mean your new friends don’t understand you?” Asmo teased.

Solomon choked, “God, I don’t know why they flock to me.”

“You’re an intriguing man Darling,” Asmo tilted his chin and pecked his lips, “And the cost is exhausting.” 

It wasn't just that. They both knew it.  They knew it was Asmo's perceived femininity. The fact that he enjoyed it when Solomon referred to him as “his girl” or “his princess” and that sometimes she preferred she. The fact that his makeup and nails were constantly well maintained. That Asmodeus enjoyed skirts and heels just as much as slacks and flats. It was easier to digest Solomon for them because in their eyes he fit their definition of masculinity more closely even when his nails were occasionally done. It didn't matter what Solomon felt about his own identity, what mattered to them was how they viewed him, and the way they viewed both of them was in strict little boxes. 

Asmodeus was masculine and feminine and everything in between and every point in the spectrum. They would never know how safe and comfortable Solomon felt in his arms, or how his lower registers would send shudders up his spine just as his higher ones would inspire a similar yearning desire. No matter what form or what presentation, Asmodeus was Asmodeus his love and his muse.

He who inspired him and filled up the aching void in his chest.

She who held him until the loneliness once again drifted away into nothing. 

They were his comfort, his everything, his dearest love.

“So, what do you say? Let’s go home, put Lilith down for a nap and we can cuddle up and watch a movie on the couch? We can even make a lil charcuterie board.”

“You know exactly how to entice me, Dear One.”

“And that’s why I’m yours.”

His. 

The word made his heart lurch and ache in the best of ways. How it made him yearn for his partner in the deepest recesses of his very soul.

Oh Solomon could not wait to be home and have those pretty fingers tracing shapes on his skin and his voice whispering such sweet things in his ear. The comfort and familiarity of his lover’s embrace was worth more to him than anything else this world had to offer. 

#obey me #solodeus #solomon x asmodeus #asmosolo #soloasmo #obey me asmodeus #obey me solomon #ruewrites #next gen!au #original demon character #original child characters

[prismaticuniverses]

Please talk about your gender headcanons for your wife I am so curious!!! also. WEDDING OUTFITS!!! Talk about those please please please

WAHOO TY FOR ASKING this made me very happy ^v^

OKAY so in my brain Asmo uses she/her and he/him pronouns, and she honestly doesn’t have one single label! she kind of just switches around every now and then. her favorites are transfemme, bigender, and genderfluid though

AND YESSSS WEDDING OUTFITS okay so I have a couple for Asmo, I think he’d want a fancy gorgeous dress with ruffles and flowers everywhere

I still can’t decide if I want his dress to be white or pink but I’m leaaaaning towards pink

and as for me/Charis, I’m gonna wear what I wore for my IRL wedding!! It’s like a fancy jumpsuit and I still love it sooooo much (I’m the one in white)

#asks #WHEEEEE I’M SO EXCITED FOR MAY 30th #ty for asking this made my day!!!!

[takekawa]

expanding on this while sick off my tits to give me something else to focus on

i love when bitches are CRAZY and/or pathetic which is admittedly funny thinking about my favorite beautiful lovely obeyme wife Solomon who is you know. not THAT crazy and not pathetic in the way i like. like he’s competent and his blustering social incompetence is in the “he just doesn’t know he’s kinda weird and mildly ominous at times” way not the “pathetic whimpering animal” (mammon) (leviathan) way i usually go for

although admittedly im just a sucker for the ‘jovial wizard who is definitely threatening’ trope. merlin fate. shahmat dirtycrown. in hindsight it’s funny all of these guys have white hair. would all be fluffy long white hair if Solomon didn’t have that fuckass cut

obey me in general is such a funny series for me to be into bc like. No one in it is THAT crazy due to the medium/target audience (except belphie I respect whatever the fuck is wrong with him) but they all still enchant me so bad. admittedly im reinterpreting them a teensy bit in my head to be bigger creeps because i have a rare disease where if i don’t make every character a little bit of a yandere stalker ill die. whatever. my vision is true

off the top of my head like

lucifer ok I can’t actually fuck this one bc he lives in my head and regularly talks to me but he’s still moe moe kyun. exhausted brat-tamer father is inherently crack cocaine to me. Cannot say more and still look that alter in the eye. my bad peepaw

satan HATER NATION REPRESENT 💥💥💃 also him being such a stuffy serious nerd gushing about cats is moe. Meow for me boy

beel definitely the least interested in him bc of how aggressively normal he is but it’s fine he’s smexy. and presumably built like a chubbier laios. Sultry little whore body type

belphie gotta love a guy who fakes being your friend to turbo murder you then goes back to being your friend with the limpest apology ever as if the attempted murder and false friendship wasn’t even that big a deal. love you casual psychopath. also a siscon so bonus points

mammon pathetic dog who would wear a leash if you asked him too and act really indignant the whole time like this is SUCH an ordeal UGH he’s so above this (he’s been nuclear levels of wet the entire time)

asmo see appearance wise im not interested. But. not a clue if im bastardizing his character but ive been assuming his total obsession (the like… measuring your body and pointing out tiny traits of yours that are cute/changed scene comes to mind) is in the “he’s definitely stalking you” vindictive possessive way. throwing dead birds at the window whenever you’re hanging out with someone else. starting shit on his fifth alternate instagram account so it doesn’t look like it’s HIM stirring the pot every time you don’t respond to his texts immediately. I like to think he’s very petty and pissy but that’s admittedly my debilitating stalker kink talking

levi pathetic ass neet nerd with zero game you enchant me. bend over while watching mid harem anime boy

the extraneous cast (outside of Solomon) i am woefully less knowledgeable on but at a glance i do like all of them. simeon is obscenely hot and also motherly-but-ominous (sexy). mephi seems like a raging cunt which i respect but he is a devoted cuck so we can’t fuck. diavolo is married to lucifer but i do respect the whole ‘outwardly jovial but will use his status to make you do what he says’ schebang. he’d aggravate the fuck out of me but i can’t diss the hustle

who the fuck else is there. barbatos is also a devoted cuck but i like how cunty and rude he is. luke does not hit the notes i like in that way but he’s a funny little guy i enjoy him. no fucking clue what the one woman with a number name im forgetting does but i like her fit and vibe

#blue moon personal post #many thoughts occuring in my head all the time about characters i just do not Post them #i love you crazy bitches #rambling about obey me in this but it’s obscenely funny whenever the crazy bitches i like overlap with my kins #(kylar is that.)

[writing-by-mimi]

Nine Demons and A Baby

     Fandom: Obey Me

     Pairing: Diavolo x F!MC

     Chapter: 8 Of ?

     Summary:  Demonus may just bring your dreams to life.

      Adult content. Read at your own risk. Not beta read.

The chatter had been light hearted. No one mentioned your puffy eyes or runny nose as you all engaged in the conversation.

    The specialist had come and went, telling you bed rest would be best for the next few days. That after that. To go slow and go about life, but be cautious. Diavolo had even hired her to remain on staff, until you delivered baby royal.

     Lucifers words held some truth, looking at your relationship with Diavolo differently helped. It didn't solve the problem, but looking at him as a friend who you had drunkenly made a baby with was much easier than a man who had destroyed your heart. Placed you second and continued to claim he wanted you as a wife.

     Friendship, while rocky...it still existed and didn't carry as much hurt. So for the moment, you decided to see it that way. Looking at it as a whole would only upset you, and risk baby royal. Looking at a more zoomed in picture, focusing on friendship worked better.

     "Oh my fuck!" Asmodeus jumped out of the kings lap. "I almost forgot to ask!" He rushed to the side of your bed and helped himself into it as you scooted over. Leaning in very close he cupped his hands and turned your head. "I know what you can ask Diavolo to do. It balances the scales and would definitely help you out."

    Balance the scales with Diavolo...?

    Pulling back, you gave a quizzical look. Asmodeus's eyes held mischief.

     "While we were talking, it came up...I think it perfectly fair." The King shrugged.

     Looking back to Asmodeus, you narrowed your eyes...was he implying what you thought?

     "Yes." He nodded.

     "But I didn't as-"

     "You don't have to. You know what I ment." His smile sweet as he poked your cheek.

      "So I just wanna make sure we are on the right page here...your suggesting-" you cut yourself short and leaned over to the Avatar. "Your suggesting I have sex with someone?"

     "See! Same page!" He smiled as he tapped your cheek twice with his hand.

     "How the hell does that help me?"

     "Uh, it's obvious Mc." Asmodeus looked at you before whispering in your ear again. "It gives Diavolo a taste of his own medicine for one. Two, you could do with a good hard fuck, You've been way too stressed out and that isn't good for you or baby royal. Three, he said he would do anything. So tell him he has to give you forty-eight hours to do as you please, with who you please. It's a bonus if he hears Satan making you moan, because I'm not even the Avatar of envy and I can feel whatever the fuck tension that is, sweetie." He pulled back with an excited smile.

    "But," You sighed "your kind of assuming that other people are on board for something like that..." you could feel your face heat.

     "I'm not assuming anything, Mc. I'm the Avatar of Lust."

     Fuck.

    Pulling Asmo closer to you, you whispered into his ear quickly. "Who would even want to do that with me? "

    "You haven't said no yet." Smile on his lips. Mischief indeed.

    It was...it was tempting. But having sex with someone, while a small confidence boost...it wouldn't fix your problems.

     Reading your face, Asmodeus sighed and pulled you to him this time. "It's for fun, Mc. Sex doesn't have to have attachments and strings. Humans see that way more than our kind. It's not as if you'll be judged and called a whore. You are a free agent. Single and ready to mingle. Not in a relationship. A hot ass M.I.L.F! So what's the harm in having some fun and making prince charming jealous? Maybe it helps both of you find where your hearts lay after all of this." He released you back to your spot. You could feel everyone staring at you, wondering what was being discussed. Well...everyone except for the friggin King. Even he said it would be fair game.. but who in their right mind would wanna have sex with you for fun?

    Another sigh escaped Asmo as he pulled you back to him. "I can line up nine men in an instance that would love to show you how beautiful you are to them. Including me. Ten if I called Solomon.. Eleven if Simeon won't act like a goody two shoes..." He pulled back with a wink.

     Eleven?

     You looked at him incredulously. There was no way that number was right.

    Your mind almost exploded...did he mean... him and his brothers...that was seven. Solomon and Simeon made nine...B-barbatos? And surely he didn't mean Diavolo, this would be a way to spite him in a way...surely he didn't mean the king...no. nope. No way!

    "So the look on your face tells me you've done the math, right?" A sultry smile on his face. "Every. Single. One."

     "Well now I know it's a joke." You laughed. "Because there is no way."

    "Satan, if Mc asked, would you fuck them, right here, right now, in front of all of us?" Asmodeus's eyes never leaving yours.

     All you could do was swallow hard and think back to your last conversation with Diavolo. The 'DONT FUCK MY MOMMY.' bib in his pocket... the 'conversation between men'. Satan had told Diavolo he would... you swallowed again. Is that really what he ment?

    "That's a silly question, coming from you, Asmodeus." Satan smirked.

    "Then answer it for her." He turned your face to Satan's direction. Your eyes meeting his, never faultering from yours.

    "In a heartbeat." Confidence radiating from him. "All you ever have to do is ask, Kitten." A sly smile on his lips as he tilted his head. Voice suddenly deeper and more rich than you could remember.

     You missed how Diavolo's fist clenched as Asmodeus turned you back to him. "Just think about what I said."

     All you could do was nod. This was...this was a lot of information to take in...

    "Even..." you motioned to the King with your eyes.

    "Funny you ask. We got to talking about threesome, and you came up. I personally think your threesome material. Not everyone is." A sad look on his feature. "You have the..."He was searching for the word, "allure to make a man or two wonder, Mc. Plus you would look nice, one coc-" you slapped your hand over Asmos mouth. Your face felt like it was on fire.

       The Kings loud laugh drew both of your attention. "The little one is correct. He was very enthusiastic about all of it. The way he spoke of it...peaked my interest." He gave a nonchalant shrug.

    Dia's dad... Dia's dad was interested in having you and Asmodeus...at the same time? Did...did that not sound weird in the Devildom? Having sex with someone's dad? Like the man you were going to marry at one point...his dad?!

     "Is that what it would take?" Diavolos voice never wavered. "For me to tell you it is alright to be with whoever you choose, though we are no longer planning on joining?"

    His expression was neutral, a practiced face you knew Diavolo had mastered long ago.

    "With no wedding, and you aren't dating, Mc is the Devildoms most wanted M.I.L.F., she's free to do as she pleases, but for some reason she still cares about you and how you feel. A consideration you never gave to her." Asmo folded his arms across his chest.

     "An eye for an eye. Though not literal eyes." Barbatos held his chin in his hand. "It would also force you to be humbled. As Demons standing in line outside her door should be something even you could comprehend, young master."

     "She won't do it unless the man she isn't even with tells her he will accept it." Asmo shook his head. "You could at least afford her forty-eight hours to actually experience something fun. Seems like a good trade for forgiveness to me." He shrugged.

      Diavolo crossed his arms, "Is this what it would take, to have your forgiveness? I understand you may carry the anger of everything long past those hours...but you will forgive me?"

     You weren't sure what to say. While having sex for spite wouldn't help the situation...it would make you feel better? It wasn't cheating. After calling off the wedding, you had made no promises to him as he had to you... No strings attached sex. For fun. No feelings...just enjoyment. It did seem a bit thrilling... and in all fairness, since you were not with Diavolo, it wasn't your responsibility to make him feel good about himself or any situation you may find yourself in...

     His approval was more for him...to gain the forgiveness. Asmodeus was right! You were the most wanted M.I.L.F. in the kingdom...and you had no obligations, other than yourself and baby royals safety.

     "Yes. An eye for an eye." You held his golden eyes, not looking away. "Whatever I do with my time, you have no say in it, and have  no rights to say anything about me or how I spent my time. You shut your mouth and accept it...and I'll forgive you for breaking your promises to me. I'll shut my mouth and accept what you did with Dreka. You'll have your forgiveness."

    You didn't miss how his fingers pressed further into his forearms. "All I ask is that whoever you are with is not too rough with you. You are newly carrying and should be treated as such." You watched him turn and head for the exit. "Your terms are agreeable." And with that he closed the door softly after his exit.

    Asmo let out a squeal. "You have to come with me and his highness!"

   You were still in shock...could this work?

    "Oh, no! No! Bad Mc!" Asmo slapped your hand.

     "What the fuck was that for?!"

      "Your thinking about chickening out! No! You deserve to get railed and have fun Devildom style!"

     "Well I've never...never just had casual sex. Like we just fuck and then are like, 'oh yes, good show, grand fuck, see you never!' " you mocked in a funny voice.

     "Yes?" Asmodeus was confused, you could see it in his eyes. "You're still so stuck on human world world standards. Be a slut, Mc. There isn't any shame in seeking sexual pleasures. Not. A. One!"

     "Asmodeus is right. No one here or in this realm would think you anything negative. As long as you consent, that's all anyone else cares about." Belphegor shrugged. "Plus I think it would be the most amazing karma for you to get your pussy destroyed by his own dad."

     "Nothin' says 'hold your woman tight' better than your own dad wantin' a fuckin' go at 'em." Mammon whispered as he turned red.

     Leviathan was squirming in his chair. Nervousness coming off in waves. "I would get to hear Mc sound like a hentai video..." He had been talking to himself...but you had heard.

     "Leviathan has two cocks." Asmodeus casually dropped that bomb as he hopped off the bed.

     What in the fuck?

     "How do you..." you cleared your throat. "Like...like a Y shape...or like...two from the same..area?" You were so confused. Two?!

    "I smell smoke." Satan laughed as he approached your bedside. "If Leviathans cocks have you this flustered, just imagining how I could make you turn red has me ready for when you ask, Mc." He gave you a wink. "Mine has ridges. I'm told they hit all the best places."

    "Barb loves chains. He'll never say it outloud, nor would he probably use them, because he is a little worried mother hen, but you should beg him to use the light ones. He loves to hear them beg."

    You were internally screaming. The smoke Satan had heard was your fucking brain melting.

      "Well I'm takin' my turn on Mc in the treasury. Gonna fuck her on top diamonds and rubies and GRIMM...you'll still be the hottest thing there though." He assured.

     "If I brought Mega Goldie you'd bust in an instant." The words falling out of your mouth.

     Beels loud laugh echoed.

     "Shut yer trap, Beel! Like your not gonna carry Mc off to the fucking royal kitchens and eat 'em out while you eat the castle into bankruptcy."

     "Actually, we're just gonna call the royal staff up to bring food while I fuck Mc into a dream state so hard not even Barbatos can reach." The smirk directed at you made you blush.

     "This could work..." Asmo mumbled. "Cuz then the next day, she'll be ready for another threesome."

     You were lost... so utterly and completely lost. Had you fallen into a different realm? "You really have two dicks Levi?"

      The third born looked up quickly. "Uh...yes? Oh no! You think it's weird!" He covered his crotch. "I grossed you out and now you won't wanna spend any time with me cuz I weirded you out!" His face still red. You felt bad. Levi shouldn't feel bad about himself. Granted it was unusual, but something like this... he couldn't help how he was.

     Then the thought dawned on you. You were like Levi. Embarrassed by physical features you had...if they were good enough or not for someone else...when in reality you didn't care about his...and he didn't care about yours. None of them did. They all accepted you for who you were...and even if they didn't, both of you had nothing to be ashamed of.

     Moving forward on the bed you crawled to Levi. Leaning over the bed rail, you held his face in your hands. "You don't have to be embarrassed. It's part of you."

    "Well that's the problem! You find it gross and weird! I know you do..."

     Your heart sank. You hated that he felt this way about himself...if this is how Lucifer had felt, his words made a lot of sense now. Placing a small warm kiss to his nose you gave him a smile. "Your you, and that's all that matters."

     "But- Mc!" He whined.

     Placing another kiss to his nose you shook your head. "You like me for me, right?"

     "Y-yes! Even though you cam be such a normie sometimes." His flush reaching his neck.

    "I feel the same. I like you, for you, Levi. I wouldn't have you any other way. Two cocks or not." You giggled. Sitting back onto the bed. "Anybody else got any bombs to drop on me?" You asked the room. "I still can't believe this is happening. Are we sure I didn't die yesterday?! Like, you won't look at me super different...like...like a whore?" You whispered it.

     "Sweetie, they love me and I've been inside half the realm." Asmo laughed. "Do you still love me?"

    You nodded. Of course you did. Like Luci, you just wanted him home safe in one piece and unharmed. You didn't care that he got around. It didn't define him he was more than just a dick or hole...

     Just as it wouldn't define you. Having sex with whoever you chose was just that. Your choice. Your consent...and now even a way to have fun. To explore sex with no negative consequences. It wasn't like you had to be worried about getting knocked up...right?

"Quick question, I won't get like...double pregnant...right? I know how my body works, but this is the Devildom so I feel like of I don't ask that dumb question, I'm asking for trouble." You stressed.

     "You will not, unless for some reason you are ovulating, which is highly unlikely as your body is already pregnant and going through those things." Barbatos concluded. "Would you be comfortable if said demon could produce negative std results? I myself am not one for condoms, but if you would require such, I would."

     Wow...that was a line you never expected Barbatos of all men to say... it was odd, but made sense. A man in such control of himself living a bit free in the sexual domain wasn't unheard of. It was just odd to hear about how Barb loved to raw dog his partner...

     "I mean...I guess negative results would be fine..."

     "Oh, this is so cute! We're all gonna get tested together." A sad, but proud look on the Avatar of Lusts face. "I love you so much." He rubbed his cheek on yours. "Have you ever had an STD check, honey?"

     "I mean, the usual stuff when you go to the doctor and they take a blood sample for labs. I havent... I'm not a virgin...but...I just..."

    "Were conservative with sex." Asmodeus finished.

     "Well ya. Or else you end up knocked up thanks to a fertility sigil..." you deadpanned.

     "Good point." Asmo nodded.

     "I'll need time to get things ready." Lucifer walked to the exit.

     "What kinds of things?" You asked curiously. You always kinda pegged Lu for a sadist...

      "You shall see. Come to my room when your ready. The doctor said you are still on bed rest. So in a few days, we can start your forty-eight hours."

        "I have things I would wish to prepare as well." Satan smirked as he gave you a soft kiss on the cheek. "You know where to find me, Kitten." His hot breath tickling your ear and down your neck, causing your cheeks to go pink.

     "It's cat ears, isn't it?"

      "Probably the tamest thing to be honest. I wish to see how hard you like to play...I wonder if I'll be able to have you meowing on command by the end." A sharp bite to the lobe of your ear made you gasp and pull away, only for Satan to hold you still and lick the shell of your ear heavily. "I don't bite...hard." His voice deep, sending shivers down your spine. He took his leave, the same as Lucifer, to prepare.

     They must have been pretty excited...you still had some days of bed rest, yet they were rushing to prep...

     "Awe!" Asmodeus cooed. "He's gonna do pet play with you, I bet that's what he's getting ready. I remember my first time with pet play." A content sigh leaving him as he sat on the kings lap dramatically.

    "Like...collar and bell? Isn't that humiliation?" You cringed. Maybe that wasn't something you were into.

     "No!" Asmo corrected. "Pet play, especially the softer kind is more about...trust. One let's down their gaurd and is guided by the other. You're rewarded for putting your trust in that person. The sense of control an owner gets isn't about like, slavery type stuff...it's a reflection of how much you trust them. Confidence. It's why when you act bratty, they punish you, but it isn't ment to be actual anger. It's more... correcting in a pleasurable way. A slap on the wrist, but with cumming." He smiled. "Humiliation would probably be Levi's kink. You could step on that boy and he would ask for more. My money says if you told him he was a dirty Otaku, he'd ask for you to call him it again, or maybe worse things." Asmo shrugged. "But I could be wrong...though I think I'm spot on." He winked.

    Looking to Levi, you could immediately tell he was right.

     "The trick with humiliation is after care. What gets your rocks off and how you feel as a person don't always align so well for some. They struggle. Atleast, that's Levi anyway. So if you take good care of him after, you'll make the nerds year. Probably his next ten thousand years to be honest."

     "I feel like I'm gonna need a fucking coach for all of this...like what the fuck the plays are..."

     "I can only give you pointers and explain, the real knowledge is just experience. Just go slow, take your time, be honest. It's sure to turn out to be a good time for everyone involved."

     A heavy blush rested on your face as you nodded quickly.

      The Avatar of Lust left the kings lap to give you a tight hug. "I am so proud of you. Exploring your sexuality is a big step. Especially for humans. You can ask us anything at anytime, and if you ever want to stop, no matter who your with, just say so! You don't have to do anything that you don't want to, and don't feel bad for saying no. We rather you say no and know the bounds than hurt you or scare you."

      "I know that. I know you guys won't hurt me on purpose...well, unless I ask for it? Or one of you is into it? Like I'll try it once...but I know if it's not for me you won't force me."

    "Never ever, sweetie." He rubbed his cheek against yours.

   The schedule had been set. Four days from now you would be neck deep in a fuck-a-thon... it was still boggling.

     You wondered if you would even see Diavolo in the next week. Was he hurt? Even if he was, everyone was right. You were your own person, free to do as you wished. You had no strings holding you down. No obligations other than the safety of baby royal...

    If he was hurt or upset...it would be something he would have to deal with. You made no promises to him. He was the one who made promises and broke them. What was stopping him from sleeping with Dreka again? Would Diavolo fall back to this, giving you a pass to fuck others? You didn't want that... which ment it would need to be Diavolos choice to care enough to not inflict the same damage again...

     Maybe knowing that others would pursue you while single would make him see? Show him you weren't just a woman who would wait forever for him, until he was done fucking everyone and still be there...begging for scraps and content with second best.

   It would leave the ball in his court, so to say. He either got the message and treated you like you ment something to him, or he could continue his life without you. Barbatos had given you financial security by allowing you to keep Mega Goldie, so you really did not have to rely on Diavolo. It allowed you the freedom of your own choice, because no matter what you did, baby royal would be able to have what it needed.

     All you needed to do was just keep yourself healthy between then and now. Continue your bed rest under the watch of those around you.

     Everyone had cycled through already. Even Asmo and the King. Which ment Diavolo would be next. Mammon said he'd be waiting outside the door for the shift change, it would allow you a few moments to be alone, but he would still be able to sense your soul and the babies, should anything arise.

    You hadn't talked to Diavolo since he had walked out, saying your terms were agreeable. Barbatos had texted him that after your bed rest, you would be...otherwise engaged and watched over for your time... he hadn't even let Diavolo know who was doing what. He told him it wasn't his business.

     Part of you wanted him to be a mess. Just utterly destroyed as you had been. Part of you wanted him to act like he was fine with it... you would know for sure once he arrived. If he arrived at all.

     Mammon opened the door and said he would see you soon, Diavolo entered and closed the door with his foot. A file folder in his hand.  A small box stacked on top of it, and a plate with a dome on it in the other hand...

    Setting himself down, and his carried items on the table, he moved his chair closer to the bed. "Here." His voice was quiet, his practiced neutral face still on his features. He set the plate in your lap and removed the dome. A hot plate of your favorites being its contents. Silverware just under the plate.

    Infront of you Diavolo set the file folder, thick with paper and sporting his crest on the front. The small black box resting just above the papers. Flipping it open, he sat back and stared at the open folder.

     Official Devildom court papers. Prenuptial Agreement license...

     All you could was stare.

      "I still wish to wed you. Our conversation yesterday has...given me perspective. If you are agreeable to it, I would have the wedding set two weeks from today."

      You weren't sure what to say, all you could do was stare at him now.

     "You've not even takin your hours, yet I can barely stand the thought. The anxiety of waiting...being unsure if you should take it sooner...or even wait longer... " He held his arms crossed against his chest now. "Your reaction to me after it all..." He tapped his foot a few times. "I will still love you. Even if you took all of them. I think I understand to a degree, how I made you feel, wondering if I would ever go back to Dreka...you may still worry about it, even though I have promised again not to. I wish to ease those worries." He tilted his head to the paperwork. "If my word is not enough...I hope this would ease your mind. You can have anyone you choose look at it for you. The terms are fairly simple. You've no clauses or requirements, other than the line where it says you will do all in your power to keep our baby and yourself in the best condition you can. The courts require something of both parties..."

      All you could do was nod. "For my part, if I should stray from you, even for a moment, everything I have goes to you. Every Grimm my kingdom has. It would bankrupt my realm... send my people into poverty and despair." You could feel his eyes on you. "You may even deny my rights to my child." He whispered. "Even sentence me to death, if you so wish it. The prenuptial is magic bound. It will catch fire, etching the name of the one who broke contract. One is with us, once signed, a magical copy will remain in the courts. They monitor them. Once it is broken, both parties are notified and proceedings begin to get the damaged party what they are owed."

     "Does...does your father know your gambling his kingdom away?"

     "It is no longer a gamble, but a show of my loyalty, of which I did not show you before." Flipping to one of the back pages Diavolo pointed to two signatures. His and his fathers...he had signed as witness to Diavolos signature. "You can have anyone but me or my father sign as your witness."

    "Diavolo...I...this is insane. It's the whole fucking realms cash." You closed it quickly and tried to hand him the folder, he wouldn't take it. Pushing it against his arms, he made no move to even acknowledge you were trying to be rid of it. "It's too much."

      "I will not amend it." He stood as he pressed the folder back into your chest. "If you are agreeable to marry, to forgive me and try again to give me your heart, just sign with a witness. If you do not wish to after...after your engagement," He cleared his throat, "then you need not sign. Just burn them. Unsigned and uncompleted, it will be rid of it permanently."

      Moving to the door, he checked to make sure someone else was there as he asked, and switched with them. Mammon coming back in.

    "What the fuck was all that about?"

     You flipped the folder to the front cover and handed it to Mammon. "Prenup? Nice. So whadaya get when ya leave his ass?"

    "If he is unfaithful to me...I have the ability to bankrupt the realm Mammon." You were still stunned.

    His head snapped to you. "No fucking way he made that promise." He began to flip through it.

    "I can keep baby royal from him...deny him rights. I...I can have him serve a death sentence Mams..."

     "Looks like prince charming might be seein' the light. Bout damn time." He threw the paper work on the bed. "Let Luci look at it. It'll take him like five minutes and he'll know it backwards and forwards. Not only that, but Lucifer's signature carries a fuckload of weight, so make 'em sign it."

     "I can't...not until my deal is done."

     "Ya think yer gonna feel that differently bout 'em?" Mammon leaned back in the chair. "I'm good, but I ain't the 'leave your man who is offering keys to the kingdom' good, doll." He flashed you a big smile.

    "I want a clean conscience. I'm single now, no promises to break. After that, then I'll sign it...I think..." you were hesitant.

    "Ya loved the guy for fuckin ever, why wouldn't ya sign?"

     "That Diavolo wouldn't have done what he did. I realize how stupid it was to rush into marriage just because we both felt the same... but I really don't know that much about him. So I'll spend my time learning more. If it's good...I'll accept and try for baby royal, if it's not good and looks like more of a car wreck, I'll just pass."

   "Or...ya sign that anyway and become rich as fuck..." Mammon gave you an eyeroll, to which you slapped him with the folder. "Hey! Ya can't be hittin' me 'n' shit. It ain't fair, your knocked up."

    "Then maybe don't say stupid things that make pregnant ladies slap you!" You gave a huff.

    "It ain't stupid! Ya could do whatever the fuck ya wanted for the rest if yer life!"

    "Mega Goldie." You deadpanned.

    "Mmmmm." He sighed dreamily. "Ok, maybe your right..."

    "When are you gonna take your fifteen anyway?"

     "That's for me to know and you to find out." He shot a wink in your direction. "So, ya really up for all this sex? Cuz I don't wanna scare ya, but my brothers won't be half as nice as me." He rested his feet on your bed rails.

     "Maybe that's a good thing? I don't know...I still can't believe I'm gonna do it. Like..."you made a motion with your hands, unsure of what to say.

     "You'll break our hearts if ya back out. Plus, Prince dumbass might try the ole scalpel in head move. I don't wanna see that shit again. Was like those stupid ass horror movies..." He grumbled.

     "But what if things get...weird?"

     "I can tell ya something, but it might upset ya..." Mammon sighed as he put his feet down. "We're demons." He said seriously. "I know ya know already...but us demons love sex. It's about gratification, not emotions so much. So those ain't gonna be involved. We've all thought that you're smoking hot when ya got summoned in the first place. Yer still hot as fuck, and we get ta cum in ya cuz ur already knocked up. It's like we won the fucking championship in here." He pointed to his head. "An I ain't the only one who feels like that." He shook his head. "The only emotions we got is love for ya, that ain't gonna change, but it ain't like...romantic, sweep you off your feet shit. Your important as hell to us. All we ever want is you happy. An if we get a lil action making you happy, it's win win. Worth falling from heaven for me." He shrugged. "What, ya think yer gonna fall in Love with the Great Mammon?" He teased, striking a modeling pose.

   You giggled. He was correct. It was friends making friends feel nice. A protected way to explore sex. Safe with those that cared for you and wouldn't harm you. A chance to act and ask for whatever you wanted to try... so what if they knew what you looked like naked? Most friends in the human world have seen their friends naked, by accident or consent. So what if you saw Levi's two dicks. It wouldn't change him in your mind like that. It would be more apt to be stored as interesting facts and tidbits about all of them.

     "So did prince dumbass seem bothered by it? Cuz not gonna lie, it kinda makes me hot that he is bothered. Somethin' about spite fucking is just...hot."

      "He actually is... He said he understood a small bit how I felt. That he wants me to try and give him my heart again..." you looked down to the sheets on your lap, the plate of food still sitting there. You needed to eat, even if you didn't feel super up to it, so you began before it got too cold. "He's willing to fucking destroy his legacy if he fails..." you took big chunk out of the meat. Maybe you were more hungry than you previously believed?

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[momokotuharumaki]

So this is the cultural reference I most wanted to talk about, since Asmo's costume is throwing off everyone. Asmo is actually not a yokai in the technical sense. He is actually in reference to a Japanese folk tale called "Tsuru no Ongaeshi", or "the Crane's Return of a Favor", more specifically, the version called "Tsuru Nyōbō", or "the Crane Wife".

To summarize the story, a man finds a crane injured by an arrow. After tending to her wounds and setting her free, he returns home to find a beautiful and mysterious woman who tells him she's his bride. When the man tells her he cannot support her, she tells him not to worry, cooking him rice out of a bag that never depleted. She asks him for a weaving room, warning him to never look inside when she worked before going in there to work for seven days. She comes out with beautiful cloth, which sells for a high price, bringing wealth to the man. However, his curiosity got the better of him and he enters the weaving room, only to discover the crane from before plucking out her feathers to weave into cloth. Upon learning that he discovered the truth, she tells him that she wanted to repay his kindness, but now that he knew, she could no longer stay. She gifts him the cloth as a final memento of her before flying away.

Considering Asmo's greatest desire is to be loved, it's no wonder he chose this folktale, which tells of a crane who wanted to show her gratitude and love. It truly fits a lot of Asmo's character.

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[house-of-daena]

i think dottore with long hair is soooo so pretty.... i wanna play with it,, twirl a strand on my fingers and kiss it,, .. seeing it reach below his shoulders... his long ass hair almost covering his eyes when he's hunched over but too focused to move it, so u move it for him n there's a small quirk on his lips whenever u do.. i wanna braid it,, style it,, omg dottie with a pony tail... dies

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[scover-va]

Also because you’ve been talking about them recently… any headcanons for the Pony Island gang as a whole? I read your post about the Daemons and you’ve absolutely got my interest (Asmodeus and Buer in particular are such interesting takes).

Good bc my gf and I have developed Buer and Asmo the most (I’m sorry Azazel and Beel but yall are mostly comedic relief rn)

Doing this in order of character appearance (as far as I can remember anyways, I can’t perfectly remember when Baphomet makes their first appearance)

Theodore (the player):

Chronically sad

He misses his family, but also can’t perfectly remember them, so he’s stuck grieving in a confused state

Was a bit of a flirt when he was alive, though p much dropped that shortly after getting with his gf/future wife

He’s a sad drunk

I don’t have much for him, or anything for HS, since my gf plays them, and we’re biased towards Asmo and Buer rn

Lou Natas/Lucifer:

As old as the concept of sin itself

Only started going by Lucifer/Satan after humans nicknamed him that

Souls he wants to take are regular player souls, souls he already has in his possession when the person dies becomes a demon. There’s many different demon jobs

The only demon of his who isn’t a stolen soul would be good ol’ farty mcgee Vallamir

Like I said in my Barry hcs, they dated for a bit. Lucifer’s a gayass

Struggles with issues that he dubs ‘mortal issues’, such as pain of any kind or emotions. He hates it

Made Gamefuna so he could keep making games, though obviously sucks at it

Created three ai’s to aid in game creation, Irving being one of them

The pony in Pony Island, creatively named Pony, is his daughter and he would kill on sight for his kid. All his other kids (the demons, not actual kids they just call him ‘father’ as a respect thing) can go die in a ditch tho for all he cares. Especially Bu-

His sister is as old as the concept of morality, basically being God. I’m taking some basic religious things and moving them a little to the left bc im not fuckin reading the bible so I can go make Lucifer a manwhore /j

Baphomet:

They/Them, very gnc to the point where you cant tell their gender

Sold their soul for infinite knowledge and wisdom, as well as the ability to see into the future

Was like a parental figure to Buer during their time on the overworld map

Baphomet lived back during BC times. I don’t have an exact time as to when they died, but they’re the oldest of the daemons

Killed themself back when they were alive so they could have immortality

The braincell AND the impulse control of the group

Azazel:

Was a party animal when he was alive

Sold his soul for simple power, most likely to have as a cool party trick

Somehow the nice one when compared to everyone else

My gf plays him in the rp so i got NO idea what her interpretation of his death was. Sorry folks

Buer:

Lived back during the black plague

Came from a highly religious family of priests and nuns. His family wanted him to do the same thing but he wanted to study medicine

Only ‘supportive’ relative was his uncle. His uncle was still highly religious, but hey. We’ll get to that later

Had a boyfriend back when he was alive! Gayass

When the black plague started up, he and his bf switched to love letters instead of meeting in person, since Buer decided to become a plague doctor to help with fighting off the plague

Was typically unbothered by all the death around him. He grew used to it

That changed though when a little girl in his village fell ill with the bubonic plague. He didn’t know the kid, but every attempt to help her get better proved to be useless

So, after doing some research, he summoned Satan and sold his soul in exchange for the girl to be healthy

Weeeeeeell the family was then accused of witchcraft, the parents and little girl all burned at the stake. Buer still hears the girl’s screams in his sleep

Went on with his life for a bit, but his uncle found out about Buer’s newfound connection to the devil. His uncle told others, and Buer was soon burned at the stake, too

Lucifer used him as a temporary solution, just someone to guard the third core file while he looked for a better daemon. Buer was none the wiser

Buer’s mechanic would just be that you’d need to wait him out. That’s it. He’d make it impossible to reach the core file via glitchy walls blocking said file, but it drains him of so much energy he kills himself in the process

Obviously, grew resentful and angry when he was replaced. Stayed in the overworld map, only talking to Baphomet

Did take his own life at some point between being replaced and Theodore showing up, but Baphomet brought him back

He’s also severely mentally fucking ill. He uses drawing as a coping mechanism

Beelzebub:

Was a soldier in his past life

His side was losing a war, and he didn’t wanna die. So, he traded his soul in exchange for his side winning the battle

Was later killed on a different battlefield, being dragged down to hell to become a daemon

Living up to his namesake, Beel snacks a lot. His non-file demon form is also based on a fly, since canonical mythology Beelzebub is the lord of the flies

Asmodeus:

He’s albino!

Was born into royalty in the 1600’s

Had a twin brother

When his father fell ill, he and his brother started competing to see who would be better fit for the crown, constantly battling for their parent’s attention

Asmo constantly lost at these challenges. So, he sold his soul so he could be better than his brother

Upon becoming king, he banished his brother so he wouldn’t have to deal with him again

One day before a royal meeting, he came in to do his makeup. Thanks to his poor eyesight, an assassin snuck up on him after Asmo sat down in front of his vanity

Asmo was forced to slit his own throat

Quickly replaced Buer, and hated him because he thought he had to, thanks to the competition thing with his brother

He knows how to sing! Has a low and sultry singing voice

Also had a pet raccoon who was a golden colour names Vanilla. I found this out in the rp last night. I was expecting a cat or something but Vanilla is much much better

He’s a clean freak because he got in trouble once as a kid for making a huge mess and not cleaning it up. Fun

Twink (affectionate)

Aaand that’s all! That I remember, anyways. Would’ve been quicker but wifi isn’t working on my chromebook so I had to type all this up on mobile. Fml

#pony island game #pony island spoilers #pony island #lou natas #theodore pony island #azazel.exe #baphomet.exe #buer.exe #beelzebub.exe #asmodeus.exe #does theo have a last name? i cant remember #scov.txt #currently hoping the read more doesnt fuck up on mobile like it did last time

[famouslastwrdz]

bedtime, again, with the jennings, and nobody is ready to sleep.

penance at the table two seats away from jesse, watching him draw symbols and intercrossed lines on the heavy embossed paper that lazarus gave him. his hat is on the table next to the tea that went cold two hours ago.

evan, blue, and vince talk about columbo in the corner seats, asmo occasionally snortlaughing at a mischaracterisation or a headcanon that he deems unsuitable. this doesnt deter them, all three coming up with steadily more ludicrous ideas about the man; his wife has been dead for 20 years, his dog is secretly a man in a costume and thats why he eats icecream, his solutions are divined from god.

tim and jay hover around kitchen and living room, unsure. tim won't come within a metre of penance nor jesse, or his coughing will split open the old operator mark on his shoulder. jay bites his nails and occasionally mutters something to tim, both concerned.

verne fronts with me to help do my homework. latin essay complete, he circles orange pen around points in the mortuary science papers, sticks post-its around my room, talks of apprenticeships and training and how its changed since his time. lazarus points out that verne is a hobby gravedigger, not employed. the priest interjects, the charateristic "ah! ah! hey," before reminding his husband that he dug graves for a *job* before they met, you know, it wasnt all secrecy and bodyparts. a fine occupation for a catholic, lazarus says. well, verne glares inside, at least i dont eat people.

thats in the bible, you bastard. blood and flesh.

so everyone you eat is jesus incarnate?

everyone on earth is jesus and he is all of us. honestly, vernie, is your bible merely decorative?

there's no biblical excuse for cannibalism, mister.

its not cannibalism, im not the same species.

if youre not even partly human, im going to get cancelled.

jesse starts to cough and the pen rolls off the table. they stop bickering and the jennings look across the room, and tim and jay slam the kitchen door behind them.

verne, unmoving, glances at me. lazarus fiddles with his wedding ring, spinning it over and over around his finger. all eyes set on penance, except the orange pair staring firmly at my face.

he resumes quietly, breaks the silence. telling me what qualifications i need, its 2 grand for the training i need, thats alright, the government will pay most.

WHAT'S THE FUCKING POINT OF THAT,  penance's face says, and laurenzi freezes in his seat.

asmodeus is silent.

baby learned to speak again, huh. verne directs across the room, gaze still fixed on me. i stare back at him. blue fills the room with mask static, and penance chokes.

a cup breaks in the kitchen and tim's voice comes through the door gentle, jaybird, i can sweep that up. dont use your hands.

shortly after that we all decide to go to bed.

[jelluf1sh]

★ my first ever impressions of twisted wonderland characters.

(nobody asked for this.)

ace trappola — i remember thinking he was definitely one of the heartthrobs from otome games. his pose when i first saw him made me think, “he likes to egg people’s houses and steal his friends’ snacks and hit on girls.” i still don’t like him obv.

deuce spade — i thought he was one of those silent but popular types. 💀 i was so shocked when he literally did not know that grocery store eggs don’t have chickens in them.

riddle rosehearts — his appearance kinda gives his personality away, i think, but i’m stupid, so i told myself, “he’s one of the mean but soft-at-heart kind of guys. so harmless.”

trey clover — average asl. i don’t hate him by any means, but he’s just not noticeable to me.

cater diamond — honestly, my first original look at cater made me think of asmo (i forgot if i started playing obey me before i started playing twst wait). i like his hair and his earrings — “definitely one of the carefree, ‘i’m-just-coasting’ kind of guys.” i still need more lore.

leona kingscholar — “OMG he’s so fine” and “DAMN”. my first thoughts. not gonna elaborate on this.

ruggie bucchi — so fun fact!! i used to have a really big crush on ruggie back in my early twst playing days. pls do not bring this up to me. they were not good times and i will cry.

jack howl — idk what it was abt savanaclaw man.. i wanted him to be my bf so bad.

azul ashengrotto — he’s one of the characters that i could never get into or seriously simp for. i don’t know what it is. when i first read over his backstory in book 3, i felt bad, but i don’t think i’ve ever really had romantic feelings for him..?? also i hated him to the CORE for evicting me.

floyd leech — i took one look at him and jade and said, “he’s the better twin.” he was honestly comedic relief to me, but i remember getting so happy when i got or groovified new floyd cards.

jade leech — i kinda fluctuated with jade cause on one hand, he’s really pretty and is def a sebastian michaelis kinnie. which is hypothetically everything i would want. on the other hand, he’s literally sm worse than floyd..

kalim al-asim — RRSFGHAHHUHGYS i used to sing prince ali but i’d replace prince ali with his name. idk who could ever hate kalim???? he was like my everything.

jamil viper — from my first time looking at him, i could never even guess that his backstory is what it is. BUT WHEN I TELL YOU I WAS WHIPPED LIKE.. 😭 when i tell u i had the most downbaditis i’ve ever had ever. i listened to genie in a bottle so many times twirling my hair and thinking of him pls don’t metion this ever again.

vil schoenheit — another fun silly fact!! guys i used to HATEEE vil schoenheit. i mean i HATED the way he acted, the way he talked, the way he looked at me. i was such a wrong and horrible person to my wife back then.. BUT!! i have come to severely appreciate and love him (in concerning amounts maybe).

rook hunt — funny enough, i never paid much attention to rook in my early twst months. i found him gross actually. and really creepy. CRAZY LOCO INSANE i know because now that im a changed person ill never let him out of my basement arms 💗!!

epel felmier — “awwww.” that was my first mistake because i would’ve gotten my ass beat if he heard me. um. i feel like we all thought epel was a girl right. not just me.. the harveston event maybe sparked a little something in me. maybe. do i have a crush on him ?? u will never know.

idia shroud — SHUT ur mouth i need to speak. IMMEDIATELY i was hooked on idia. this walking bright blue pixie stick of depression yep!!! im the biggest idia kinnie u will ever see btw!!! um from the day i met him i swore to protect his life and his comfort so erm. we’re locked in.

ortho shroud — i can’t really talk about chapter 6, but he didn’t get much screentime OUTSIDE of that so i’ll just say he’s a sweet kindhearted baby and move on.

★ malleus draconia — i gave him a star because he was my first ever twisted wonderland card!! i picked him i think because he had pointy ears and that regal look on his face. nevertheless, i still love how coincidental it was that mally is one of the only characters that actually has a romantic fanbase with the mc (me lol) and he was my first pick. <3 (I LOVE YOUV HORNTOBSJ)

lilia vanrouge — I WNATED TO MARRY HIM SO BAD OMG OMG OMG I DONT. WANT TO TALK ABOUT THIS PHASE OF TM LIFE PLEASEEJ JUST SKIP THIS. MY FRIEND STILL CALLS ME A STEPMOM TO THIS DAY IM SICKKKKK

silver — i still have nothing noteworthy to say about him and it’s been a year. idk what to put down. he’s cute when he sleeps ????? i sound like rook ????

sebek — loud mouthed little fishfart. please just stfu. i used to have a crush on him too. embarrassing please don’t ttm about that either..

grim — i kind of just thought he’d be like paimon 💀 twst got me so good with that

#spam. ★ #and when i say NOBODY i mean not even the stars above asked for this #twst #꒰🪼꒱ jelly writes. #twisted wonderland #rambles #twst rambles #my hand hurts from typing

[frenchfrywrites]

OM! brothers react to you referring to them as your husband/wife on the phone

I love this video trend sm, its so cute.

Lucifer

"yes, and my husband would also like some of the tea you have."

Lucifer, who is sitting next to you on the couch reading over a report, snaps his head up to look at you so quickly that you'll worry about his neck. He stares at you sort of blankly as if he's trying to figure you out, while simultaneously a heavy blush blossoms on his cheeks. It's a very emotionally charged look that makes you want to laugh out of shock as he's never made a face like this before. As you continue talking to the person on the other end he eventually returns back to his report. He doesn't bring it up, but he thinks about this moment near daily.

Mammon

"My wife accidently used my card, can we cancel his order?"

Mammon has been acting like a kicked puppy while you figure out his latest mess. Upon hearing you he grips your hand and whisper-yells "whaddya mean wife?!!" He puffs his cheeks out and glares like he's pissed, but you can tell from the way he is blushing and his hands that have gotten clammy that he, at the very least, doesn't mind. You may have said it as a joke or a way to tease him but after this Mammon will refer to himself as your wife constantly.

Leviathan

"excuse me, my husband said he wanted fries with his order!"

Levi is stuck between the crossroads of embarrassed and endeared. He is so happy you're sticking up for him and that you called him your husband but also embarrassed that you called him YoUr HuSbAnD? When you get off the call and ask him if he's ok (since by now he looks like he has a fever with how flushed he is, and he's sweating so much it calls for concern) his voice will crack a total of five times as he tells you "I'm fine, thank you." He'll beg you to say it more, especially while in public.

Satan

"Hello my wife ordered a book from you and I'm just checking in to see when it will arrive."

Satan looks up at you quizzically from across the table, propping his head up with his hand as he reads, but other than that he's unbothered. When you're off the phone he'll point his finger at you, "bet you think you're funny, huh?" he'll ask with a smirk. In the future he will say things like "as your wife I request that you read with me" or "as your wife I demand cuddles" but other than that he doesn't care.

Asmodeus

"I can't hang out today, I'm with my wife today."

Asmo is overjoyed when you call him your wife. He giggles dreamily and leans on your shoulder wrapping his arm around yours. He demands that you call him it all the time, and will literally not answer to anything besides wife. This is mostly because he thinks its fun/funny, but also he just really loves being called your wife. Sometimes though you two will call each other wife/husband/spouse like it's an inside joke.

Beelzebub

"My husband left his Fangol uniform in the locker room, can we come pick it up?"

He's so confused, but also giddy. He will tug gently on your shirt with an absolutely adorable grin and whisper "why'd you call me that?" while you're still on the phone. He will wait until you're actually able to talk to him before asking again. Maybe you'll explain that you just wanted to try out this trend, or maybe you just brush it off like it's no big deal, either way he really loves it and is absolutely enamored. He won't bring it up again, but if you're on the phone and you refer to him as anything but husband he gets visibly distraught.

Belphegor

"Just calling to check if you guys have the blue 400 count thread count sheets in stock, my wife requested those in particular."

Belphie's first instinct is to kick you. You're trying to contain your laughter because he looks beyond flustered. He's glaring at you, but it doesn't have the desired effect when he blushes all the way to his ears, and his slight pout just make him look stupidly adorable. When you get off the phone he'll huff "why'd you say something stupid like that?" Despite whatever he tells you, he does enjoy being called your wife, but if you ever call him husband instead he will be genuinely touched.

#obey me! #om! #om! lucifer #om! mammon #om! levi #om! satan #om! asmodeus #om! beelzebub #om! belphegor #om! brothers #sfw