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tiktaaliker · 1 year

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i went back to the chart to see if nil looked anything like boghast (and in hindsight i should've realized they would just. look like null bc two halves of a whole and all lmao) but uh. Did null or nil ever have eyes? Trying to figure out if nil once had eyes but lost them when they evolved into bo lol.

oooooh MAN this one has kind of a convoluted answer

so eyes in general are a very big motif in mortally coiled, both visually and narratively. pretty much any time eyes are mentioned or referenced is going to be something relevant lol

to answer your question quickly, null does NOT have eyes, nil DOES have eyes. the reason WHY I chose to do this is a lil more complicated!

put under a readmore because i have a lot to say about this

First of all, it should be noted that the Eternal Coil does not exist in the same physical dimensions as the Mortal Coil; the physical designs of the Big Three is less of how they ACTUALLY look and just. how they can be perceived by those in the Mortal Coil in the rare times there is contact between the two. Someone from the Mortal Coil cannot reasonably exist fully in the Eternal Coil in the same way the Big Three can't reasonably exist in the Mortal Coil. However, it is SLIGHTLY easier for an Eternal to be in the Mortal Coil compared to the reverse due to an ability to not be 100 percent physically present in the Mortal Coil.

What the three Eternals CAN do is, in the case of a mortal drifting closer to the border between the Mortal and Eternal Coil (not a physical border and "drift" is typically a random phenomenon that isn't consciously controlled, but it CAN technically be done intentionally if you know what youre doing. its just really REALLY hard and does not guarantee you audience with anyone anyways), those in the Eternal Coil can put out... a fishing line of consciousness. Practically only a fingernail's worth of their existence is held into the Mortal Coil. The mortal in question will see A Being, since that's what they expect to be communicating with. The designs are what a mortal would see in this circumstance, but that's just a teensy tiny fraction of the Eternal specifically for communicating with those in the Mortal Coil. It's kind of like when rehabs use puppets to feed orphaned condors so they don't imprint of humans. It's like the rattles on some snake's tail that look like spiders. It's like an angler lure that can move and talk and looks real because you literally cannot perceive the parts that make it not real

So Sar'kai might LOOK like they have eyes. They technically do NOT have eyes, since that's not Sar'Kai in the same way a strand of your hair is not you. At most, those are eye-spots.

skipping ahead a little, when what will become Null and Nil are split from Noxa Krav, they are both bundles of matter and energy with a sort of suggested shape they're trending towards; Sar'Kai's pseudo-body is how the mortal world perceives them, so that energy is going to want to be shaped that way. That's ALSO complicated but i'll refrain from going too in depth here since i havent gotten it 100 percent ironed out yet

but the GIST is that sar'kai is what Null and Nil would look like in a vacuum. However, they had external forces and influences when they physically settled. The settled mortal forms want to settle into a state that is natural, efficient, and suited for the environment they are in.

Nil's was relatively simple; the woods, on the surface. They hunted their food. Hence, the function their physical body was meant to achieve was pretty similar to how the Mortal world generally perceives Sar'Kai; destruction as death, destruction as the wilds, destruction as the hunt and the kill. Structure begets function.

Because of this, Nil ends up looking a LOT like Sar'Kai, with a small amount of variation for practicality (duller coloration, sharper nose-horn, retractable claws, more practical "wings," actual normal ears and eyes, head-plating extends down the back of the neck, etc). Nil is animal-like because Nil is in a more standard environment for an animal. That includes eyes, because those are useful for hunting things.

as a reference, here's a better view of the pic i used in the chart (originally from an animation i did a lil bit back, i just don't have a more recent drawing of nil. mostly because when i draw mortally coiled characters it's null 99 percent of the time whoops. i like drawing null a lot ok)

Null, on the other hand, had a widely different environment, and therefore had structures formed to serve widely different functions. Null was stabilized within an extremely deep cave with little to no other life. They were developed in a way that is not typical for the normal perception of Sar'kai; destruction as erosion, destruction as isolation, destruction as digging a big hole into something. Destruction as just breaking shit. Both Null's teeth and the nose-horn were reshaped to break solid stone like an ice-pick. The head-plating is covering the entire top of the head to protect from rock debris. Since they live in pitch-dark, they don't need eyes. It's kind of pointless to have eyes when you have never experienced light before. Instead, the grey parts on their face and on the fins along their head and down their back (the ones on their back replacing the pseudo-wings, since those would just get in the way otherwise) are patches of nerves and chemoreceptors super sensitive to sound, scent, heat, radiation, vibrations; pretty much everything EXCEPT for light. Which is why nil has eyes but null does not. Null didn't need eyes when stabilizing. nil did.

ALSO: some other random things that Null developed differently due to being in a cave is: gecko-like pads on their hands/feet to navigate vertically along cave walls / lack of stinger on tail because. it's not like they need to envenom rocks. theyre rocks / only three fingers/toes on each hand as a bare minimum to manipulate things / extremely sparse markings compared to nil and sar'kai due to being. you know. in the dark.

ALSO ALSO: i think i shouldn't have done that comparison of bo and nil to nil/noxa krav/sar'kai because it's different than that. bo isn't nil, nil didn't become bo; bo is the byproduct of nil's death meaning that there is still a significant amount of eternal-related energy swirling around in those waters. bo isn't nil so much as bo is what generation theory used to think happened with maggots and flies, how they spontaneously formed in rotting meat. there was just so much energy that bo just sort of... happened. he's just a little bit nil flavored because that's what the building blocks used to be

and FINALLY bo not having eyes has less to do with null and nil and more to do with a weird eye-thing undead characters have going on that is ALSO complicated and i won't be going into here to avoid going too far off topic lol. eyes mean a lot of different things with a lot of different characters

#ask and ye shall receive #anonymous #mortally coiled #ooooh that was a long one. yipes #my writing #might as well tag it as that since i wrote so much lol

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henriiiii-1001old · 10 months

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do u got any hcs for any tmc characters.. idk if i've already asked this or no

no its ok! i dont think you have asked that but im happy to answer anything :D

i hc that all the unholy gift mcs are left handed bc im left handed and bc i said so <3

theyre all also v trans, mostly transmasc

thatcher is autistic and has anxiety tics that developed after the vol 333 encounter

cesar is a choir kid bc i am once again projecting <3 (mark is his (marching) band kid friend ofc)

eden tries to flap his wings when he’s happy but since he doesnt have them anymore it hurts :(

almost everyone is color coded based on their vibe. thats it LMAO (not gonna get i to it bc that would be long)

they also all have animal reps which can be found here!

father’s duty adam wanted to be a cryptid/non human entity bc its fun but he got that in the worst way possible

continuing from the last bullet he did get cool horns and a tail in his true alt form!!!!! so hes p happy abt that :D

uuhhhhh thats. kinda it ig??? i normally dont give characters small stuff bc i normally focus more on like. plot and stuff so yeah :’)

#mandela catalogue #the mandela catalogue #evidence reel #station interviews #mutual tag

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bi-vexual · 3 years

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i've never seen an episode of rick & morty in my life but every time i see a screenshot or a gifset or a clipped scene somewhere i have to wonder why ~edgy adult cartoons~ are so intent on having the ugliest fucking art style you have ever seen

#I don't get it oh my god they're so visually u pleasing #And I'm not even talking about the dark muddy colors although that's part of it. All their character designs look like complete shit lmao #Not just r&m either. It's about all adult cartoons #They're visually so insanely unappealing that that alone makes me not wanna watch any of them lmao #Like who told these studios that adults don't like seeing pretty things? 😭#Just compare something like she-ra to fucking rick n morty #Even though it's intended for kids she-ra is STUNNING. everything is so pretty and there is clearly so much love put into every frame #And character and background #Whereas with adult cartoons it straight up looks like the creators themselves hate their cartoon lmao they all look so uninspired and #Frankly? Kinda lifeless lol #Don't know it's always bothered me so much and I think that's one of the reasons why I've never watched any of the adult cartoons #If you get to draw a whole world why wouldn't you make fun designs??? You can literally draw WHATEVER YOU WANT!!! Your character can have #Anything you want! Anything!! Wings!! Horns!! Tails!! Anything lmao #And you choose Generic White Male Number 5 In A T-Shirt???? WHY JFKSFK #Like man fucking Phineas and Ferb is so much more fun to look at than big mouth jfkslgl #The only adult cartoon I actually find pretty cool looking is bojack and I still intent on watching it some day #And btw I'm completely not talking about the story that's a whole different topic #I'm just talking about anesthetics

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scyllasims · 4 years

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2000 FOLLOWER GIFT (PART 1) - OBEY ME - Horns

Phew, these were SO much fun to make. I just hope they are all working alright, but they seem to be. Now I just need to hope that they’ll work okay with the wings and tails without issues lmao. Like what I did with the eyes, I made them in a way that means they won’t disappear with generated outfits like work stuff, ect, so they are under the category of “skin details”. They are right at the bottom of skin details in my game, so likely for yours, too. All seven horns have swatches that are a bit inconsistent and some have more than most. I just added some extra ones I thought worked with them - they are, after all, mostly made just for the one character swatch. I got a bit carried away with some of them, lmao.

The way I usually deal with their casual/demon forms is I have them all set as vampires, using their dark form as their demon form, but with some mods that let me choose if they have any of the debuffs or not. There are a lot of mods available on MTS to choose from with altering the vampire life state, including ones that make sure they don’t get hurt by sunlight ect. Also lets you choose some pretty cool buffs that work for their characters. You’ll probably want the mod that gives vampires their reflection back, too. Otherwise how will Asmodeus admire himself?

This is only part 1 of the follower gift. The next two parts (the tails and then the wings) will be released when they’re done, but I wanted something to release when we reached the milestone. And bloody hell, how did I get here? You guys are the cutest, too. Oof.

- Disabled for random

- All meshes created by me

- In the “skin details” category

I may do versions in an accessories category later, but only if enough people ask for them. For now, I’ll be moving on to make the tails next.

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As usual, let me know if anything is amiss via pm and I’ll fix it.

Thank you to all CC creators, and to Solmare for creating Obey Me! Obey Me does not belong to me and I share this content without any want of profit. I only want to recreate the characters and share them with others. All my content is free, will always be ad-free and accessible to everyone.

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froggerzz · 3 years

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Dream smp changeling headcanons

My personal favourite headcanons about dream smp characters is that there are a lot of shapeshifters/changelings. That's how I personally explain a lot of the hybrid stuff and how some people are more animal than others.

This is how I see the system: it's a sliding scale from anthropomorphic to human with no abilities. For example antfrost is a fully anthropomorphic cat and cannot change his form, versus Wilbur or Tommy who are both completely human with no changeling abilities. Then you have some people like philza who are human presenting but have quite strong abilities and just doesn't use their powers much. Basically this is my list of where characters lie on this scale

- Tommy is completely human with no abilities but has the recessive gene for changeling abilities

- Wilbur also has no abilities but has the recessive gene

- Techno is able to range from completely pig to completely person and I believe he has full control over this, but when he gets more emotional in any way he gets more piglike - for example if he gets really angry he goes full ass raging boar

- fundy was able to shift around to whatever sort of form he wanted to when he was young but felt comfort in being a fox over other animals, his trauma has closed this ability off and he is stuck as a person with fox features. When he was a kid he used to run around as a fox

- this is my explanation for Sally as well lmao

- Phil imo is a really powerful user of changeling abilities and although he prefers to just use those to grow wings he could actually just do whatever he wants (I like to think that when underwater his wings change from feathers to large fins)

- dream can only grow ears, horns and a tail in puffy-esque fashion

- when schlatt drinks his eyes look more ram-like but he's a permanent ram person

- puffy is permanently sheep, she can't go full person, but I like to think she can go full sheep if she wants

- badboyhalo is an interesting one, I like to think his height changes based on his emotions but I don't think he can willingly control it

- Sam is just full creeper at all times

- ponk, punz, Alyssa, Michael (mcchill), Connor, Jack, Karl and Niki are all human

- antfrost is just a cat. This is all.

- Tubbo used to think he was human but then during the schlatt administration he started getting more goat like, he had no control over it at all but now he looks very goat-like

- everyone thinks eret is human but they have white eyes and I reckon she's actually a totally fluent shapeshifter, nobody knows this. They can be spotted in animal form via the white eyes, they never change

- foolish can change into any shape he desires but his skin is always gold like a totem and his eyes are always green

- we all know the deal with slimecicle. He's just slime in a human shape. He has his own rules that are just straight up canon. I think he could probably shape himself into other creatures but it would take a long time and wouldn't really be worth it

- Sapnap is "born from fire" so I think although he can't shift to anything he has blaze qualities and has a very high body temperature and can produce fire when enraged. Also lil horns

- Skeppy is not human and has a very high carbon content in his body and when breathing in carbon dioxide he becomes a lot more sturdy, because of this he has diamond growths on his skin and his skin is a lot tougher, he has no changeling abilities tho

- we all know the deal with ranboo but I don't think he has any abilities to change, he is permanently what he is

- quackity has wings he can't get rid of so he conceals them and tells people he is human, he does this because he knows that they're a weak part of him that could be targeted in battle

- purpled has funky antenna that he can't get rid of but I think he can change parts of him to whatever he wants but he doesn't have enough strength to do it a lot or all the time, for example turning his hand to a claw or growing a beak or a tail or horns. Not many people know this

-Micheal_beloved I have a sad headcanon for. I think that since being removed from the nether he has gone from piglin to zombified pigman, meaning his skin is rotting. I think being in the overworld is bad for him and continued exposure to cold environments like snowchester is damaging to his body. I think that if not returned to the nether he will die

- Mexican dream is human

- drista is a full on changeling with a neutral human form

- hbomb can go from human to catgirl at will but nothing else

- ghostbur was just ghost, same lack of abilities as Will

- Hannah cannot be more animal like in any way but she can grow roses and leaves from her body, she is part plant and they are directly linked to her, cutting a rose off of her is very painful plz do not do that.

- George is a plant person like Hannah but these abilities only come about when he's sleeping, I saw headcanons from other sources about how George becomes one with nature when he sleeps, if you can find that art on Twitter then like it, it's rly cool

-Callahan is also a full on changeling but prefers to appear as a reindeer-like person

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obae-me · 4 years

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Hi! If your inbox is open, I'd like to request a scenario with all (or any) of the demon brothers, + undatables reacting to a blind MC? Like, none of them expected to have a blind human and Devildom and they have to revamp everything to make it as safe for MC as possible. Can be she/her or they/them pronouns for MC. Bonus points if MC is extremely talkative and won't shut up lmao. Thank you!

I’m still learning how I best want to write the Undateables, so I’m sorry if they’re a bit lacking. This was really wholesome to write, thank you for your request! 💜

Lucifer

When first summoned down to the Devildom, MC looked more disoriented than he would’ve expected. “Where am I? Who are you guys?” They hadn’t managed to look at Diavolo yet, even while he was speaking to them. They already put him in a bad mood.

“Didn’t you learn its bad manners to ignore the people that are talking to you? Look at Lord Diavolo while he’s speaking.” Lucifer growled, leaving MC with an exasperated expression.

“I’m BLIND.”

Error.

They were blind?? Humans were so fragile that they could just lose their eyesight?? Permanently?! He’s already got several new grey hairs. He’d have to entirely change up the house, he’d need to have someone with them at all times. How would they read? How would they get school work done?

MC has to explain to him that they’ve been this way for a long time, so they can handle themselves. They’ll have to tell him about things they use to help them out, like a cane for starters. They’ll tell him later how they best do schoolwork, but he’s already busy contacting someone about a cane.

It doesn’t matter what MC says, he now feels obligated to keep them under his watch as much as possible. He’s responsible for keeping them safe after all, and he can’t feel relaxed until he can confirm that they’re okay.

Although he did find out that MC was as talkative and feisty as a human could be. If things went too quiet they’d quickly fill up the empty space with chatter. Not to mention anytime he, or any demon for that matter, went into demon form, the intimidation factor was lost. MC never budged. They didn’t mind standing up to him, which annoyed him greatly, but absolutely blew his mind. How such a tiny human, who didn’t have a major part of functioning, could easily stand up to a demon was beyond him.

When MC first asked if it was okay to ‘see’ him, he had no idea what they meant, but was curious to see where it would lead. He wasn’t aware that MC knew any magic. He didn’t expect MC to come over and gently touch his face, running their fingers gingerly over his features. MC politely asked if he could show his true self, and he agreed. MC drifted their way up to his horns, feeling the texture and shape. They had an expression of awe on their face, probably because they now knew that it was real, he wasn’t human. They struggled to find these supposed wings of his, and with one of his gloved hands, Lucifer took their wrist and guided MC along. They made a little gasp as the feathers brushed against their skin.

This wasn’t how it was supposed to happen, his demon form was supposed to strike shock and fear into people. He was supposed to be respected. He was supposed to be above this. So how was it he was sitting here, MC running their hands all over him, and he was the one who was shocked and speechless. He hated how MC had lost their eyesight, but in this one moment he was grateful that they couldn’t see his reddened face with such an embarrassing expression plastered over it.

Mammon

“What do you mean they can’t see? It’s not that dark in the Devildom. Oi, human, just open your eyes, don’t you know how seeing works?!...Oh...Oooh...”

He had a less than grand first impression when he first met MC, and to be honest, it kept getting worse before it got better. He didn’t know when to shut his mouth. He tried asking Lucifer if they could get a different human, one that wasn’t broken. He must’ve somehow thought that whispering from only about a foot away would keep MC from hearing him.

He didn’t get a different human, he was stuck with them, and he was going to receive a particularly severe punishment that night for how poorly he treated MC. He was in a bad mood, not to mention out of his mind with panic.

“I don’t know what to do with people who can’t see? Can we fix ya? Surely there’s some magic here that’ll make you good as new!”

He tried spells, he tried potions, he even paid a fortune to one of the Devildom’s best doctors. None of his antics worked, and out of all the brothers, Mammon took the longest to process that this was how MC was. It was a part of them. They would be like this forever.

He’ll stay by their side constantly, escorting them by the arm and hand, talking their ear off about this and that to keep them distracted. It causes MC to laugh about it every time. Who needs a seeing eye dog when you’ve got a wonderfully trained seeing eye Mammon. Sometimes he would even pick them up to go up and down stairs if he felt they would be too dangerous.

Anytime they’re at any sort of store, MC will have to touch almost everything, and if their hands brush across anything they like, even if only for it’s tactile nature, Mammon will buy it for them at the drop of a hat. It’ll drive Lucifer a bit crazy over the fact that MC won’t ever have a need for most of the things Mammon buys, but he’ll not bother them about it if he sees it makes MC happy even just to hold it.

MC is super talkative, but it’s typically just to fill empty dark space and make things seem more comfortable, but when they’re with Mammon, they don’t need to say a word. He does all the talking, and MC’s grown accustomed to the sound of his voice. It’s so different from his other brothers, the mannerisms he uses and the slight accent to it. Mammon still doesn’t realize that, for this reason, MC can single him out among the crowds at RAD, or how Mammon can never seem to sneak up on them. MC loves how loud he is. No matter how quiet he tries being, MC can always pick him out of the darkness, for them, he’s always there. Mammon will never say it, but he loves how his human knows him apart from everyone else.

Levi

“Huh, so you don’t watch anime, what a typical normie.”

“I actually can’t watch anything, just for your information.”

Fatality.

He knows the concept of blindness from anime and manga, but it almost seemed as foreign to him as magic seemed to MC. Typically in the stories he saw, it was never permanent, always the cause of some curse or spell or even a fight! MC had gone through none of that, it was what it was.

He almost found it relaxing for a moment, because he felt a bit more confident in himself. MC couldn’t see what an ugly shut-in looked like. However, his moods were quickly dashed when MC tripped over an empty can he had lying on the floor. He caught them from falling but quickly went into a state of despair. He was a dirty trashy shut-in. Lucifer would later find that Levi now had his room clean of trash at all times, his floor spotless.

Levi would absolutely cry, and I mean cry, over the fact that MC would never be able to fully enjoy anime or manga or video games. They could maybe enjoy some Dubbed shows but it wouldn’t be the same. If MC hangs out with him, Levi will give them the full commentator experience. He’ll explain what’s going on in his games or shows in hopes MC can still enjoy his favorite form of entertainment.

The first time in his Demon form, MC stepped on his tail in attempt to get to his wings. He yelped in shock. MC was vastly confused. What was that? Where was his wings? Lucifer and Mammon had wings so where were his? He hated being compared to them like that. He couldn’t fly, he couldn’t look nearly as intimidating. No he didn’t have wings, he just has this clunky ugly tail. MC grabbed his tail, making him turn bright red. They ran their fingers over his scales, petting it, pulling it out to see how long it was. MC endlessly talked about how cool it was, and how it felt amazing to touch. Lucifer and Mammon didn’t have a tail. Levi never felt envious of not having wings ever again.

Satan

He can’t believe his brothers didn’t know that humans were capable of being blind. They were extremely fragile creatures but somehow were heartier and more stubborn than they looked, capable of thriving despite everything they go through.

He didn’t know everything about being blind, since it never seemed to come up often enough for him to need to learn about. So you can bet that in just the first few days MC was there, he thoroughly studied up on anything he thought would help him.

He was surprised to find that there was a form of reading available for people who had lost their sight. He had never heard about Braille before this. As a demon who wanted to learn as many languages and reading forms as possible, he was angry he missed something like this.

He wasn’t as angry, however, when MC offered to help teach him how to read Braille if he helped them with their schoolwork and studies. The Devildom school was surprisingly accommodating but until Diavolo and Lucifer finished sorting things out, they couldn’t read any of their schoolwork.

He usually preferred silence, but he didn’t mind when MC would come in his room and feel comfortable enough to talk in detail everything that had happened that day. In return, he liked when MC would listen intently as his narrating voice filled up the room while he would read his favorite stories to them. He loved the way their face would crinkle when he’d attempt to voice a particular character. They put their hand on his chest and would beg him to do it again with a laugh. He’d attempt the line again, MC feeling the deep rumble in his chest. Reading would now not be the same without them.

The more he got to know them, the more the heat in his chest over their blank non-focused eyes grew hotter. How could they not see? How could someone like them be deprived of something like that? He couldn’t show them art, photographs, the beauty of the Devildom’s stars. MC assured him that it was alright, anytime they wanted to know what something looked like, they would ask him. Anything he described sounded like poetry. With him around, his words would be enough.

Asmo

Blind, as in they couldn’t see anything, see him?! His radiant shine? His picture perfect features? His allure? They wouldn’t see any of that? He was astounded. He was upset. He was dramatically depressed. He got over it pretty quickly, though, he’s very attractive yes, but all of his other qualities were just as attractive.

He’ll help tweak their uniform, he’ll buy them clothes that not only feel amazing, but look amazing. If touch is important to them, he’ll get them lotions, skincare products, anything they wanted to keep them well taken care of. Their hands will never worry about being dry.

He loves when MC touches his face to know what he looks like. He’ll use this as an excuse. “How do you know it’s Asmo? I might have put a spell on my voice, double check.” He’ll put his hands over theirs while they amuse him and feel the details on his face down to the bridge of his nose.

One particularly pleasant evening for Asmo, he goes on and on about new clothes he bought, and then brings MC into it.

“Right right? I think it’ll look ravishing on me, the color matches MC’s eyes.” MC smiles and states that they had forgotten their eyes were that color. Asmo sits there for a moment before shrieking, standing up so fast his chair falls over. “You don’t even know what you look like!”

Of course MC had a pretty general idea of what they looked like, but yes he was right for the most part. They didn’t understand why Asmo was so shocked about it. However, Asmo refuses to let this go, and he takes them to his bedroom describing MC down to the bone. He’ll tell them what their eye color reminds him of, the particular way their eyelashes curl, how their complexion looked under the moonlight. He’ll go on and on and on, not realizing that he’s never ever spoke so long about someone else before, so MC lets him continue. They’ve never cared about appearances before, but the way Asmo talks about them makes them cozy on the inside. He made them feel like the most gorgeous thing on earth.

They’ll then change it up, making Asmo close their eyes as they talk about all the things about him that they love. The way the air smells around him when he comes into the room. The way his tone raises up when he’s excited about something. The way his footsteps sound on hard surfaces. They adore how one side of his hair is longer than the other. They love his presence. Asmo is dumbfounded, no one has ever described him in that way before. He’ll melt and might call a doctor for this strange new feeling in his chest.

Beel

They can’t see anything? Can they at least eat?? Well then it’s not the end of the world. If MC had somehow been deprived of taste, he would’ve really been upset. Food doesn’t have to look great to taste great. Still, the fact that they couldn’t see made the Devildom even more dangerous, and he didn’t want anything to happen to them. He couldn’t let anyone get hurt around him, not again.

He’s among the most considerate of the brothers even though he’s not used to being around someone that can’t see. He’s real worried he’ll hurt MC, so he’s always extra careful. He’ll announce that he’s beside them even though they heard his footsteps near them and could feel the heat coming off of his body. He’ll always ask them first if it’s okay to touch them so he can help them out. He’s even extra wary about hugs at first, what if he just...breaks them even more? As time goes by he learns he doesn’t need to walk on eggshells.

He finds it a fun game to let them try to figure out what stuff he made for them before they eat it, more times than not, they figure it out. Then he’ll eat it with them, unnecessarily guiding the fork to their mouth.

If Mammon isn’t by their side, it’s usually Beel who’s next. If he’s not busy with sports or working out, he’ll stick around by MC wherever they want to go. However, it’s usually MC who stays by him whenever he sees something tasty to make sure he doesn’t run off.

MC knew he worked out, but had always envisioned him to be like a big teddy bear. It wasn’t until MC asked to feel him until they understood just how strong Beel was. Under his soft clothes, they felt his tough muscles. He was built like a brick, no matter where they felt him, his arms, his sides, he was completely different than they had expected. His face was soft at least. His hair fun to play with. In his demon form adored touching his horns, exclaiming that they were perfect for fitting doughnuts. He didn’t need to know that, now Lucifer’s going to have to question why in the world Beel has doughnuts stacked on his horns. His wings felt silky and surprisingly fragile despite how strong he felt everywhere else. They were sure they weren’t as weak as they felt, but it let MC know that Beel was still soft. MC couldn’t stop gawking over how big and strong Beel was, pretending to punch him in the gut even though they could probably punch him for real and he wouldn’t feel it.

All Beel wanted was to tell MC how strong he thought they were.

Belphie

At first, he couldn’t believe that, somehow, they had chosen someone who couldn’t even see to be a part of the program. He felt like this supported his idea that it was a terrible idea to begin with, but fortunately, he thought, this made it easy for him to manipulate MC’s actions. How guilty this made him feel, afterwards.

He’d stay silent and sneak around MC, feeling that it was best if they didn’t even know he was there. They knew where he was, no matter how hard he tried. They could follow his dragging footsteps as he lazily walked through the house. His sighs and breathing were also very distinguishable.

They didn’t start getting to know each other till MC was wandering through the house, trying to still burn the number of steps in their mind in this massive place. Their cane found a strange obstacle in the middle of the floor, something that wasn’t usually there. They poked it, it was surprisingly soft. They got down on their knees and reached over, feeling cozy clothes and skin. They found a face and traced it over. It wasn’t anyone they had memorized, so it must’ve been Belphie. Made sense that he was the only one crazy enough to sleep in the middle of the floor. They loved how soft he felt, softer than any of his other brothers. Even his hair was like a velvety down you’d find in a pillow.

They knew he had woken up from his nap. The little muscles in his face were twitching, and his breathing was strained. He was trying to pretend he was asleep, but MC just kept going. They traced down his slender arms to his hands. They were free of any callouses or cuts. They took his hand and grasped it firmly in their own.

“I forgive you, you don’t need to avoid me anymore, or pretend that you’re asleep.” They heard his breathing go still, and then he sat up.

“You knew?”

“I’m not as stupid as people think I am. I may not be able to see, but I can still figure things out just fine.” They gently whacked him with their cane. “So I know you’ve been sneaking around me.”

Belphie didn’t think they wanted him around, after everything he’d done. He was still surprised his brothers kept him around at the end of the day. He just sighed. Emotions were exhausting.

MC felt for his waist and then gave him a tight hug. They knew what it meant to be ashamed of you you were, of the things you’d done, but it didn’t matter. They wanted bygones to be bygones, and they wanted to learn about Belphie for who he really was, not what grief had made him out to be.

MC now finds a new lump in their bed every so often. A lump that moans when you lie on it apparently. Naps are pleasant with him around. MC loves sleeping with their hands in his hair.

MC can’t dream, not in the same way other people do, so Belphie does enough dreaming for the both of them. He’ll share stories of rippling meadows and drifting clouds. He’ll make sure they hear all sorts of pleasant things before they fall asleep. He hopes he can make it up to them.

Diavolo

Figuring out MC was blind didn’t come as a shock, he knew they were after all. He wouldn’t choose someone without knowing the important things about them, and having no eyesight definitely checked out as important.

Knowing him, he did this as a test. He was testing out how the brothers would react and if they indeed could keep MC safe. If a blind human could make it through an entire year in the realm of demons, it would be more than a major success for his program.

The more he got to know about MC, the more he grew close to them instead of just treating them like a test subject or a campaign plan. He loved how they weren’t intimidated by him in the slightest, and he also loved how he could spend hours with them, MC talking the entire time. It drove Lucifer wild, but Diavolo found it fascinating and fun.

“Is this what having friends is like? Amazing.”

He’ll have things all set up for them in a matter of days, having whatever accommodations they need to make their school life as easy as possible. Of course, this supposed ‘special treatment’ didn’t go well over demons who opposed the program. Some demons who disapproved didn’t have the courage to defy him directly at first, but now they were starting to scurry out of the sewers like rats. They headed straight over to Diavolo’s new ‘pet’.

They would abuse MC’s lack of sight to mess with them, stealing their things, purposefully knocking them around since they wouldn’t be able to tell who they were, but any demon who thinks Diavolo doesn’t see everything is sadly mistaken. MC tried standing up for themselves, but they could feel a tremendous and overwhelming presence behind them, larger than anything they had felt before. The demons would gasp, and the bullying would stop. Diavolo would put a hand on MC’s shoulder and they’d never be bothered again.

MC knew that this was the Lord of Demons, but they wanted to feel him in his demon form anyway, should he permit. He did permit, and at last MC was able to figure out this terrifying form of his. In his human form he was large, yes, but in demon form he was even bigger, impossibly big. Demonically big. His horns and wings were sharp and decorated in all manner of jewelry. The skin that stretched over bone to serve as his wings were littered with veins, and even just touching them allowed MC to feel the power pumping through them. He was intimidating yes, but after running their hands over his features, they were able to see how beautiful he was in his frightening glory.

Diavolo won’t tell them this, but they’re the only human who has ever laid a hand on him without immediately perishing or being subjected to torment. He’ll let MC do it again too, if they ever ask him.

Barbatos

The fact that he could’ve chosen a timeline where MC wasn’t like this is irrelevant. MC remained relatively the same throughout the different branches, blind or not. He does have control over time but mostly he’ll let time decide for itself, and he’ll take whatever MC the thread of fate decides to give him in this universe. No matter who shows up, he’ll take care of them.

He’s their secret shadow. MC’s working eyes. Diavolo always has him keeping tabs on them, keeping them safe whenever the brothers can’t. MC at first didn’t understand the whisper in the wind that told them to move to the side right before a demon blazed past. They were confused about the phenomenon of something wrapping around their leg to pull them down to the floor before an object whizzed above their head, causing something to explode behind them. It took MC until they finally heard Barbatos’ voice before it clicked.

When they asked to associate a form with that soft voice, he accepted, the normally even and calm tone just slightly more enthusiastic than normal. He had very wide shoulders and strong hands. Serving hands. Hands that felt almost familiar in a funny way, almost like they were hands that had pulled them away from an problem or two. His hair was longer on one side than the other, and they loved that. Even his demon form was intriguing. In every way that Diavolo’s presence boldly screamed, his aura clearly there, Barbatos was subtle. His horns were different than any horns MC had felt thus far. They were slender, bony, like two skeletal hands were reaching around his face to rest just above his forehead. Even his tail was different, splitting off near the bottom to have two controllable ends. He almost scared MC more than Diavolo.

Sometimes MC will talk to themselves alone in their room, filling up the silent space with their voice so it’s not as dark, not as dismal. Occasionally MC will feel like there’s someone there. Like there’s something nodding along with their ramble in the darkness as shadows quietly tidy up their room. MC will find their clothes folded in distinguishable piles. The floor clear of any potential obstacles. Their cane is easily accessible right near their bed.

“Thank you, Barbatos.”

Sometimes the shadow will answer MC back, quietly drifting across the room to touch MC’s cheek before disappearing like a whisper. The darkness doesn’t seem as lonely anymore.

Simeon

He’s definitely going to be the kind of person who says “There must be a reason if God intended it.” MC had heard that throughout their life too many times. Religious or not, they hated when someone took their life and their disability and summed it up to God’s works. Their life was theirs alone, it belonged to no one else. They have a hard time around this angel at first.

Like Barbatos, Simeon can be impossibly quiet, which makes it hard for MC to be able to tell if he’s moving around. The only giveaways are the sounds his cloak makes, the little diamond shaped decor making slight clinking sounds as he moves. It’s melodic in a way, which MC sums up to angelic grace.

He’s not all bad, though. Yes he does believe God has his hands in all things, but that doesn’t mean he pities MC. That he thinks any less of them as a being. It doesn’t mean he’s chalking up their life to a charity case. He’s actually very sweet and fun. He’s one of the only people besides perhaps Solomon who believes MC is stronger than what they seem.

MC will admit sometimes they absolutely love how much the demons coddle and pamper them, but it can get too much too quickly. So sometimes they’ll run off and hang out with Simeon. He treats them like a person, not like a disability, not like a fragile little flower, but...normal.

“Hello, Simeon here...yes, MC is here...stop screaming, they’re fine...we’ve just been talking.”

He’ll let them talk and talk and talk. He’s quiet himself but he loves to hear MC’s voice. How happy they sound when they share stories and discussions and things that happened during their day.

MC can’t get enough of him now, they love hanging around this angel. There’s no sun in the Devildom, but anytime they’re around Simeon, they feel the same rays of warmth the sunshine gives.

Simeon will never call MC ‘human’ sometimes God’s Miracle, sometimes a Godsend, more often than not, a blessing, but never just ‘human’.

Solomon

Yes, MC is blind, and? He doesn’t care what disability they do or do not have, he still finds them intriguing, and they’re his sole human companion in this place, a kindred spirit.

He’s also mischief wrapped in mystery, so he does his best to teach MC some simple spells to make their life a little easier down in the Devildom. Letting things they drop come right back into their hands, giving a shock to anyone who touches them that they don’t know, simple things like that. He did underestimate MC’s power, though. He may or may not have had seven demons at his door the next day when he learned that MC had accidentally dragged all the furniture in the living room towards them at a disturbing pace after they dropped a schoolbook. He did find it very funny, but taught them how to control their powers better.

MC also doesn’t realize how much magic Solomon uses for their benefit. Objects they feel around for sometimes drift towards their hand. They will magically walk over holes in the ground. If any little pesky demon even dares try to mess with them, they’ll find themselves cursed. He knows that MC has nine powerful demons and two angels looking after them, but he does his part.

When he finally does let MC touch his face, they’re disappointed to find that Solomon is very much in control of his expressions. They can’t get a reading off of what he’s feeling at all. They love anytime the brothers can’t help but let their lip quiver or their eyes flutter. Solomon stays blank, maybe letting them feel a smile on his face, nothing more. However, they are pleased to find not even Solomon can control his temperature, they can feel his cheeks get warmer by the second as they caress his face.

They run their hands though his hair and find that touching him gives them a strange sensation. It’s something akin to static, but without the shock. It’s wonderfully addictive and strange. It leaves their fingers tingling and their nerves vibrating.

Because of this sensation, MC has to touch him anytime they meet. Solomon doesn’t mind, in fact he lives for this. He’ll look over MC’s shoulder and give a small smirk to any of the demon brothers standing behind them. The expressions they pull make everything so much better.

Luke

He’s ready to fight every demon in the Devildom when he learns they’re blind. Everything bad comes from demons, so it had to be one of them, not even hours they had been there before they took MC’s sight!

MC had to calm down the small yapping angel and tell them that they had been this way for a very long time. It just happened, it was just life. He has a very hard time dealing with this.

“But you’re so nice and sweet and wonderful, why can’t you see?” Was he crying?

MC has to promise him that it is okay, there’s still plenty to enjoy in their life. Humans don’t have it easy but they learned to move on anyway. He still doesn’t understand how MC’s not an angel. He suddenly shakes off their supporting words because he’s supposed to be the protector, not a human! He swears to protect them no matter what, no demon will stop him!

He loves to hang out with them, making sure they’re away from demons every now and then for the sake of their soul. He makes sure they’ve been treating MC okay. Even if the answer is yes, he doesn’t care what MC says, he cannot trust demons. So he brings MC the sweets he made to make sure they get plenty to eat. (No, he doesn’t know they can’t live off of sweets just yet)

If he lets MC touch his face, MC cannot get over how soft and squishy this little angel is. He’s just as cute as he sounds.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me headcanons #obey me imagines #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me levi #obey me satan #obey me asmo #obey me beel #obey me belphie #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos #obey me simeon #obey me solomon #obey me luke

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dreamsclock · 3 years

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Howdy! I'm drawing the Daisy Lore au kids, and I was wondering if there are any specific details you have envisioned for the kids! (besides races, which u mentioned, I mean more like, eyecolor, freckles, etc!)

hi !!!!! ahhhhh oh my god this has made me so happy, i can’t wait to see if you post it here !! :DD they’re all kinda up to personal interpretation, but here are some things i had in mind!

daisy > green eyes, dark hair, pretty small !!i always picture her in dungarees for some reason too LMAO, along with george’s signature classes and freckles :]

lissie > blonde curly hair, nothing really solid in mind for her yet :0 i’d imagine pretty tall, but go wild with how you picture her if you wanna !!

helga > short. tiny. So Short. she wears purple bc it’s her favourite colour and has short dark hair !! i think i mentioned that she has little yellow wings, too - she can’t quite fly with them, but they do slow her fall if she falls somewhere high, and usually is covered in band-aids and equipped with golden apples because of how clumsy she is KBSKDKD (can u tell how much i love her jhdssdk)

james > also short and tiny, but like,, a couple of inches taller than helga, which pisses her off lmao. his hair is lighter than his sister’s, and slightly longer too :) he doesn’t have wings, but when he gets excited, he sets himself on fire accidentally, so that’s something LMAO

angel > little ram horns in his hair, and also ginger for some reason in my mind?? pretty tall and freckly (they’re green) and also has glasses. he thinks he’s an explorer so has a magnifying glass he carries everywhere and a little journal where he records cool things he finds that he carries everywhere !! not to mention he has a tail like puffy’s too skjdfksd

michael > similar to the typical fanon design for michael !! nothing special sdkfdlsdkjsb, other than that he wears ranboo’s too-big crown on his head and carries around a stuffed bee toy with him that tubbo made him :D

emmeline > this kid is dressed The Coolest. i imagine she has black wings she can actually fly with (she’s just not very good at it KBDKF), she just doesn’t do it v often !! she looks a lot like bbh’s form in mc, but fluctuates between that and a more human form with blue hair :] she dresses mostly in black and gives herself fake tattoos with pens she steals from angel’s journal up her arms and legs when she’s bored !

darian > looks a Lot like ponk !!! they have the same haircut, but also has creeper abilities as i sort of touched on in the post talking about hybrids!! he wears armour bc sam is always worried about him getting hurt, but he dyes it red and thinks it makes him look cool (it Does). he never wears anything other than red JKDSFKJD, it’s his favourite colour

henry > she’s inherited traits from a Lot of the people tommy cares about! she’s got tubbo’s curly hair, a crown that looks a lot like techno’s (she fell out with michael when they met for the first time bc she thought he’d stolen it from her LMAO), ranboo’s heterochromic eyes and little wings for phil. apart from that, though, she looks SO similar to tommy, and likes to wear t-shirts like his red and white one because she wants to be exactly like him :D she’s got a little mini sword that tommy made for her that Doesn’t Actually Work (it’s plastic), but she likes stabbing people and watching them pretend to die dramatically KFSKNF.

#> my asks !!#> daisy lore au #tw death #long post

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jaeheewillalwaysbemyfav · 4 years

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Hello! if its ok how would the demon brothers react to a low self esteem/ self hating MC who excepts any insults with a sad smile?

Content Warnings: Self deprecation (naturally, given the nature of the prompt), verbal harassment/insults, spoilers for later chapters in Belphegor’s section

Just so you know it’s basically gonna be seven different versions of this:

Under a cut to prevent carpal tunnel!

Obey Me: The Brothers With an MC Who Has Low Self Esteem and Accepts Insults with a Smile

Lucifer

Lucifer kind of just... stops for a few seconds. Like, he freezes completely. Doesn’t move, doesn’t blink - MC’s not sure if he’s even breathing. They’re at one of Diavolo’s parties together, and a pretty important demon is coming for MC hard, albeit in a slimy, passive-aggressive kind of way. And they’re just... smiling and nodding along?

Lucifer’s single currently operating brain cell is dedicated to not just murdering this pathetic excuse for a demon. If he wasn’t already in his demon form, he would absolutely transform. With a deep breath, he stalks over in full Avatar of Pride mode: shoulders back, staring slightly down at everyone else, wings puffed up just so.

Anything the demon was saying to MC, he throws back at them tenfold, with just as much passive-aggression, though it starts slipping more and more as he continues on. Eventually it starts turning into one of those lectures of his about The Importance of The Exchange Program and Lord Diavolo’s Reputation and- MC is gonna have to catch his attention to stop him from going full Dad-mode on this bastard.

Once they succeed in doing this, he pulls them aside and, still bristling with indignant rage, asks why MC was letting that wretch talk to them like that.

“Well, it wasn’t like they were saying anything that wasn’t true...”

Wrong. Answer. Lucifer is the Avatar of Pride, even though he has self-worth issues running deeper than the Marianas Trench he would never let anyone talk to him like that, and he wishes more than anything he could lend MC that ability. He’ll tilt their head to look him directly in the eyes and assure them that they absolutely do have value, both in the Devildom and in his family. He won’t tolerate anyone, including MC themself, put down a member of his family. Is that clear?

In the coming weeks, the younger brothers notice that Lucifer’s soft spot for MC is even more pronounced than usual. In fact, he frequently praises them for their accomplishments, flustering them to no end. None of them dare to bring it to his attention, because they’ve all noticed in one way or another that MC is carrying themself with more confidence now.

Whatever is going on between the two of them seems to be working quite well.

Mammon

Mammon... runs his mouth a lot. He says stupid things he doesn’t mean because admitting his actual feelings would be too difficult. Unfortunately, one of the feelings he’s vehemently avoiding addressing is his feelings for MC. This manifests as loud and insistent denial that The GREAT Mammon would never be interested in some stupid, weak human, how dare you suggest that?!

The brothers expect one of many responses from MC: outrage and offence, teasing at Mammon’s clear tsundere attitude, a roll of the eyes, anything other than their sad little smile whenever he insults them. One day, Mammon finally notices their staring and he actually stops and takes a minute to process the acceptance on MC’s face.

He just called them a burden and a waste of time and they’re SMILING?!

Like a horrid puzzle piece, everything clicks together in Mammon’s mind. He’s never heard MC protest any of the awful things he’s said about them. They don’t even tease him about it like his brothers do.

They think he’s being serious and they agree with him.

He changes his tune so fast it’s dizzying. He slips up sometimes, but now when he sees MC’s small smile that doesn’t reach their eyes, he adds, “H-Hey! Why’re you just letting me say all that, huh? Ya gotta stand up for yourself, MC! You better not go around letting lesser demons talk to you like this! If anyone ever gives you trouble, you come to the GREAT Mammon and I’ll shut ‘em up real quick!

“‘Cause... It’s not true, all of that about you being stupid or annoying. You’re my human and I know you really well and you’re- You’re not any of that, MC! So don’t go smiling at jerks dragging your name through the mud okay?”

Leviathan

MC and Leviathan are playing an online multiplayer game together, and MC still hasn’t quite gotten used to Devildom controls yet. They’re not exactly a great asset to their team... Not that Levi minds. He’s happy they’re showing interest in him his games at all.

Some of the demons they’re playing with, on the other hand...

Ugh, stay on the objective you stupid bitch!

Is [MC’s username] afk?

If you feed them any more kills I fucking swear-

Why is a noob even playing this game lmao just go die already

Levi scoffs. Their team wasn’t even losing, these scumbags just needed to find someone to pick on. Still, it wasn’t fair for MC to listen to their insults, he’ll just disconnect and find a better team - hey, why has MC been so quiet?

The Avatar of Envy turns to face MC only to see them staring down at their controller with a shaky smile. He calls their name and they look up, startled.

“I’m gonna find another team for us to play on,” Levi explains as the game warns him that he’s about to lose some in-game reputation points for abandoning his team. “Uh, unless you’d rather play something else?”

“No it’s fine, you pick,” MC says, still avoiding making direct eye contact. “I probably won’t do any better no matter what we play...”

Hey, insecurity is his thing!

“MC, you better not be thinking about what those losers said in the chat!”

“But-”

“NUH UH! You might be a normie, but you’re also my best friend!” MC feels an anime-inspired speech coming on. “Who cares about winning or losing one match? I’d rather lose every match I ever play from now on if it means I get to have you as my player 2!” Leviathan pauses as he realizes exactly what he just said and immediately turns beet red. “...you know... if you... wanted to, I guess...”

Satan

MC is in Devildom History with Satan, and as an exchange student, is having a rough time of it. They just don’t have the same background as the rest of the students, and can’t pick up on things as fast as they do.The teacher hands back the latest test and they cringe as they see their grade. Satan, sitting next to them, glances at the mark and gives them one of his small smiles.

“You know, if you need extra help, don’t be shy. I’d be happy to help you,” he says quietly.

Apparently not quietly enough, because a particularly rowdy pair of demons overhear him and choose that moment to make a nuisance of themselves. One of them snatches MC’s paper out of their hands, and upon seeing their grade starts laughing.

“How did you put the Abyssal Peace Treaty before the Abyssal War?! Everyone knows when that happened!” they continue chuckling at more silly mistakes MC made while very stressed during that test, while Satan’s blood starts boiling.

Much to his surprise, MC just smiles and joins in the demons’ laughter. “Yeah, that was pretty stupid...” they say with a falsely cheerful tone. Satan quickly catches on - they’re just fucking with these demons! He keeps his anger at bay with the anticipation of seeing MC really tear these lowlives a new-

“Wow, not even gonna defend yourself? Why do we even have human exchange students, they’re so boring.” The demon pair scoff and toss MC’s test back, before stalking off, annoyed that they didn’t get the reaction they wanted.

Hm. Frustrate them by not responding to their futile taunts. An interesting choice, but effective nonetheless. Satan expresses his appreciation of MC’s choice, much to their confusion. When they explain that they really were agreeing with what the demons had said, Satan doesn’t take it very well.

If MC doesn’t stop him, he’ll go over to the pair of demons that insulted them and drag their names through the dirt in front of the entire classroom, adding in some colourful suggestions about what would happen to them if they continued this behaviour. Either way, he’s furious enough that his demon form might start peeking out, tail thrashing behind him or horns growing out from his messy hair.

When class is over, Satan asks MC to stay behind.

“I want you to tell me why you feel this way about yourself,” he says. “Because I promise you, there isn’t a single explanation you can give that I won’t argue against. And I’m rarely wrong.”

Asmodeus

Asmo lives in a delightful bubble of flirtation, partying, and being the very best and prettiest being in all three realms. He works very hard to maintain this state, terrified of what he’d find on the other side of the haze.

But all it takes is one look at MC for it to come crashing down.

They’re at The Fall together, sipping on fruity drinks disguising unholy amounts of alcohol for a brief break before returning to the dance floor. Asmo knows MC struggles with confidence, and figured that if he could get them to have a good time, they would forget their insecurities for at least a little while.

And maybe he’s laying it on a bit thick with the flirting while they’re here. He can’t help it! He loves MC in a way he’s never really loved anyone else before. If he’s completely honest, the feeling scares him: he wants to put them before himself, and he’s not sure if he can, because he never has put someone else first before.

A demon notices Asmo’s lovesick staring at MC, and comments as they pass, “Oh my, has the Avatar of Lust sunken so low that he’s making eyes at some plain-jane human?” A long, scaled tail snakes around MC’s face, turning their head in the demon’s direction. “Or are you just a charity-fuck? You certainly won’t be able to hold his interest for long, darling.~”

The demon saunters off, and Asmodeus has half a mind to storm over to them and cause a scene, but the look on MC’s face stops him in his tracks.

They’re looking at him and they’re smiling.

“You don’t have to pretend to be upset about it,” they say, poking at their drink with their straw. “I know I’m not all that interesting. You just want me right now because I’m an ordinary human, right? And once the novelty wears off, well... I’m not powerful like a demon, or a wise magic user like Solomon, and I’m not exactly good-looking, so why keep me around? It’s been nice of you to pretend with me, though-”

He cuts them off with a passionate kiss, threading his fingers in their hair and pressing their bodies as close as possible. The gesture catches MC off guard and their drink spills on the two of them, but Asmo doesn’t even flinch. He only pulls away when MC starts panting from lack of oxygen.

“Please don’t say those awful things about yourself, MC,” Asmodeus says, eyes brimming with tears. “You’re...” One of the only people I don’t have to pretend around. “...You are so special to me. And you always will be.” Suddenly aware that they’ve both been soaked in a cocktail, Asmo smirks. “Oh dear, it seems our clothes are all dirty... I guess we’ll have to go back home and change, won’t we?”

Please let me prove to you how much I love you, he thinks as you tearfully smile and punch his arm before agreeing.

Beelzebub

Beel deals with survivor’s guilt, and if he’s not careful, it can lead to some pretty dark places. He’s also Belphie’s twin and is very familiar with what low self-esteem looks like. So whenever a demon tries to insult MC while he’s around, he doesn’t give them the chance to agree, calmly, but firmly jumping to their defence.

It doesn’t matter who it is or where they are, Beel always has MC’s back. Whenever they’re feeling especially down and that sad little smile is on their face, MC tends to find some of their favourite snacks tucked away into their bag or even their uniform pockets. The Avatar of Gluttony is also always ready to deploy some Emergency Cuddles, and is generally a steady, grounding presence in MC’s life. He starts to stick around them almost as much as Mammon does.

Unfortunately, this attracts the attention of some less than savoury people.

“Hey Beel! Coach wants you to know we’ve got an extra practice tomorrow! It’s semi-finals soon, and he wants to go over some new strategies,” a large, intimidating demon calls out, dressed in the RAD athletic uniform.

MC and Beel turn towards the demon’s voice, and Beel’s teammate makes a face upon seeing them. “You’re still hanging around them?” the demon asks. “Or are they clinging onto ya like a barnacle?” He laughs and MC lets go of Beel’s hand, blushing.

They have been around him an awful lot lately... Is he only doing it out of pity? Should they stop? Oh no, what if he thinks they’re annoying--

“I like MC,” Beel says plainly. “And I like spending time with them. So, tomorrow after classes is the next practice? I’ll be there.” He leaves no room for further debate. The demon stumbles over his words before confirming and abruptly running off.

MC doesn’t take Beel’s hand again.

“Hey,” Beelzebub takes MC’s much smaller hands into his own. “I mean it. I like you. Don’t listen to my teammate, he’s dumber than Mammon. Want to go have lunch together? I think they’re serving fried bats in the cafeteria...”

Belphegor

Sometimes, Belphegor peeks in on MC’s dreams. He never directly interacts with them, nor has he ever told them that he does this at all. Ever since he... ever since that happened, he’s made a conscious effort to avoid creeping them out even further, and he worries that this kind of behaviour would be frowned upon by a human.

But he can’t help it. Especially tonight.

After being woken up by a squirming MC, he decides to look into their dreams and see what is upsetting them so much. Much to his surprise, he finds himself inside one of RAD’s classrooms. MC is working on an assignment with a group of demons whose features keep shifting around. The writing on the books in front of them is illegible, and Belphegor only knows it’s writing at all because of his familiarity with dream physics.

“There they are,” whispers one of the demons. “What do they think they’re doing?”

MC asks a question about something in one of the books, pointing to a scribble that only looks like words when not focused on.

“Why do you care? It’s not like you can do anything useful for us anyway,” the demon snaps. “I’m not even sure why you’re here.” Belphegor frowns. Is this a memory?

MC meekly mentions the exchange program. “I don’t care!” The demon’s voice changes, and Belphegor suddenly feels the pitter-patter of raindrops on his skin, despite still being indoors. MC’s clothes are drenched in the invisible rain. “Fuck, can you not take a hint, MC? No one actually wants you here! You’re just a tag-along!”

“Why don’t you just pack up and leave then? Oh right, you have nowhere else to go!”

The figures of the demons become shadowy and elongated, hands sharpening into talons. MC jumps to their feet and backs away from the advancing figures, whose whispers become louder and interrupt each other.

“Just don’t mess it up again-”

“-never have trusted you! You ruin EVERYTHING-”

“Another disappointment, I see.”

“Don’t LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT-”

“Fucking whore!”

The voices continue, growing louder and louder until the figures melt into one familiar silhouette with violet eyes.

“You’re so stupid that I can’t help but laugh.” Belphegor’s blood runs cold. “You humans really are foolish, idiotic, weak creatures, aren’t you?”

The Avatar of Sloth watches helplessly as his dream-double wraps its hands around MC’s throat, cooing hideous insults at them all the while. Nonononono, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to- I didn’t know, I was just so- Ugh! That’s not an excuse, you idiot!

The dream-Belphegor pauses, grip slackening.

“Get off of them,” Belphegor hisses. “Now.”

The figure dissolves into the classroom, turning the surroundings completely black. Now Belphie finds himself standing in the creature’s place, in front of a confused MC.

“Are you okay?” he asks lamely.

“Why did you stop?” MC asks in return.

“I wasn’t... It was hurting you, and saying- I couldn’t keep letting it-”

MC smiles. “It’s just the truth. You said so yourself.”

MC and Belphegor wake up together, sweating, trapped in the other’s vice-like grip. MC’s pulse flutters under Belphie’s hands, way faster than it should be. It almost feels like when-

He twists out of their grasp, falling out of the bed in the process. He scrambles as far back as his room allows, nearly tripping over his own tail. MC stares at him through the darkness, torn between chasing after him and putting more distance between the two of them.

“...You saw that.” He doesn’t reply. “...Come here, Belphie.”

And slowly, he does.

For the next few weeks, Belphegor never leaves MC’s side unless absolutely necessary, even if he falls asleep next to them. He refuses to acknowledge this unusual behaviour, reacting with increasing hostility to anyone who mentions it. He also accompanies them to bed more often than not, much to Mammon’s chagrin.

“So long as I’m with you, no one else is going to talk to you like that ever again. I’m not going to let them, and I’m not going to let you just take it.”

#obey me: swd #obey me #obey me headcanons #obey me: one master to rule them all #obey me: shall we date #lucifer #mammon #leviathan #satan #asmodeus #beelzebub #belphegor #headcanon #mine #long post #my writing

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maxtothemax · 2 years

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ok time to subject you all to my teen titans maximum ride au

(disclaimer that i've only really watched the 2003 teen titans cartoon and i refuse to base this on anything else so. yeah.)

(and this got kinda long so i'm putting it under a cut)

so the titans were made at the school, and they're the most successful hybrids the school has ever created. they can all fly, but only robin and raven are avian hybrids. cyborg is still a cyborg and flies through mostly a kind of jet-propulsion rather than with wings. starfire has insect wings (still trying to decide what kind though). beast boy has feathered wings, but he ended up as more of a chimera, with various other animal traits such as a tail, claws, possibly horns, etc. (he's still green, though. the whitecoats have never figured out why.)

the titans are raised as weapons, mostly, and the school teaches them how to fight. the main difference between this universe and the MR universe is that this one has heroes and villains. when they're old enough, the titans will be sold to the highest bidder; the school doesn't particularly care who they're going to. they could become heroes or villains, or assassins—really, whatever anyone chooses to do with them. they don't really have a say in the matter. they're all very close to each other, but the thought that they'll be separated someday is always in the back of their minds.

when the titans are about 12, the school gets a visit from a supervillain—slade. he's looking for an apprentice. of course, none of the titans are quite old enough for that yet, but he's willing to wait—he wants to make sure he's getting the best. after watching the titans spar with each other, and observing each of them, he eventually picks robin.

robin isn't happy about it, but he knows better than to express that; after all, he was made for this. the rest of the titans are distraught, but there's nothing they can do. they're all just glad they have a few more years together (although the situation reminds them that they're all going to get picked off one by one like this).

however, shortly after this, they're given an opportunity: one of the whitecoats offers to help them escape. (not sure who i'm basing this character off of yet; i haven't watched TT in a while and i don't remember there being many/any functional, trustworthy adults.)

the titans don't know whether it's a trap, but if this means they'll all stay together, they'll take the chance.

and it's not a trap! the whitecoat takes them away from the school, to a little T-shaped house in the middle of nowhere. (it's not a tower like in the show, though; it's a T lying on the ground.) they're safe, they're together, and there's plenty of room to fly—what more could they ask for?

of course, good things don't last forever. their whitecoat disappears after a few years—assumed to be captured, but the titans don't think they'll ever know for sure what happened.

and then a certain supervillain catches up to them, and that's when things really start to fall apart.

so i've got a backstory and the beginnings of a plot, and it's not much but i am very very excited about it.

i did have the idea that slade takes terra as a substitute apprentice while tracking robin down, but i'm not sure what kind of hybrid terra would be, given that her name literally means "earth" so it might not make sense for her to fly lmao.

god i need to rewatch TT so that i can come up with more stuff for this.

#they speak #maximum ride #teen titans #the titan experiment

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demomonic-murmurs · 3 years

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loving your boo [hq characters × monster girlfriend] //p. 1

Welcome to a new series that I am starting. It features haikyuu characters dating various monsters and mostly features NSFW headcanons.

A fair warning; some of these might be a little weird. I will tag everything appropriately, so proceed with that in mind. Each part will feature 5 characters and 6 parts are planned so far.

Pairings: Hoshiumi × Reader, Ushijima × Reader, Iwaizumi × Reader, Osamu × Reader

Warnings: Size difference, Cervix Penetration, Egg Laying, Heat Cycles, Stomach Buldge

Hoshiumi and a Giantess

• Seagull boy is already insecure enough about his height

• he really doesn't like people commeting on his size or he is ready to throw hands

• or people taller than him

• but when he laid his eyes on you

• 250 cm of pure, giant beauty

• that got his feathers ruffled

• he doesn't get why you're insecure of your height to him its the best thing ever

• will ask you to carry him in private, not in public though he got a reputation to uphold

• learns to appreciate his height as well because of you

• because due to it, his face perfectly gets smothered by your big breasts and his hand has access to your cunt when you're just standing up normally

• speaking of cunt

• he knows his dick can't pleasure you lmfao

• he isn't the biggest guy, mostly just girthy but even that can't save him when it comes to your giant pussy

• he doesn't mind though, at least not later

• opens you up until his entire arm is inside of you

• thats a tight fit even for you

• his fingers barely reach your cervix

• which is great because he will totally use them to directly penetrate it

• your poor cervix is so abused lmao

• sucks on your clit like its a popsicle and his life depends on it

• also loves your boobs

• def wants to be quished between them

• loves it when you pick him up and hold him to suck his dick

• it feels so insignificantly small when he is with you so whenever you try to make him feel good he appreciates it

• you don't trust yourself with giving him a hand job, I mean how could you really, you could crush his dick so easily and then what

• so you mostly just settle down and let him use your body however he wants to to avoid any additional danger

• his ego is such an odd mix of immense pride and crippling self doubt

• he really wants to pleasure you but doesn't know if he can or is able to

• please reassure him

• overall fun relationship with a very different sex life

Ushijima and a Fairy

• Size difference in the different direction

• you are tiny and frail compared to Ushijima's tall and buff stature

• adorable pair though

• very popular and very one loves you

• you may have wings but Ushi loves it when you don't use them and ask him instead to help you get something from a shelf

• that being said, he also lives for when you flutter up to him to give him a kiss

• or when you allow him to hold you

• carefully of course because a broken wing would be a bother really

• but his hands are so big

• one hand is enough to fit onto your back and cover it mostly

• he enjoys that feeling of you being small like that

• which of course means that he loves the way you force yourself onto his cock

• it's far too big and thick for your far to tiny pussy

• when you stand next to him, you are at a face level with his crotch

• so even the tip is buldging you already

• not to mention that his cock is a monster

• long, thick and curved

• it can split you in half easily

• loves it most when he is laying down and you sink down onto his cock

• the way you hiss and cry as you take inch after inch is like a concert to him

• loves holding your hips and brushing his thumbs over your stomach taking him so nicely

• you can never fit him completly but it amazes him everytime just how much you can take

• maybe if he just starts stretching you out enough, there will be enough space in your tiny womb for him because he breaks through your cervix like its nothing

• speaking of womb

• loves to cum inside of you and he cums a lot, making you swell up with it quite nicely

• loves how your wings flutter and shudder when you climax, which happens quite often considering how long it takes to just sheat himself into you

• also loves to use you as a cock sleeve to cock warm while he does chores

• nice man that takes good care of you and will make you think of nothing but his cock

Iwaizumi and a Dragonshifter

• Godzilla

• that's the reason he fell for you

• I am sorry

• can totally see it as a childhood friends thing where he befriended you because of that

• and now that the two of you are older he realized just how hot you are

• horns, bat-like wings, claws and a thick scaly tail

• not to mention your teeth

• poor Iwa is done for

• absolutely loves it when you wear anything short or revealing because then he can see the scales framing the more humanoid part of your thighs

• loves it when you give him blowjobs and he is allowed to pull on your horns so you can take him deeper

• your mouth is hotter than the one of an average girl because of your dragon breath

• and your tongue is longer as well

• also loves seeing you pleasure yourself with your tail

• since your clawed hands don't exactly allow you to use them

• but the scales on your tail give you a nice friction to work with

• his favourite season of the year is mating season lol

• when you become so needy that you cut through his pants to suck on him, begging for his semen

• loves taking you from behind because he can see your tail and wings moving around

• rubs the base of both because they are very sensitive zones

• likes to hold up your tail and hug it while he fucks you into the sheets

• your nickname for him is the dragon tamer lmfao

• loves how protective you can get over him

• makes him feel very nice n cozy inside

• knows that you can take care of yourself and relishes in the way you beat up someone

• lowkey turned on by the fact that you can easily beat him at arm wrestling

• Iwa likes a strong woman

• especially if she is half lizard

Osamu and a Swan Girl

• thinks you're beautiful and graceful by default

• loves to run his hand over your feathers

• he still keeps the one you had lost during your first date in a scrapbook

• everything is so soft about you he lives for it

• loves to hold yours hands, which extend from your wings similarly to a bat

• calls you his little angel

• you two own Onigiri Miya together

• and you two have a special item on the list that is limited but a fan favourite

• swan egg ramen

• its a specialty really

• if its ordered (which happens often) Osamu will take a short break and fuck you in the break room so your body will begin to create an egg

• ofc he won't cum in you, he doesn't want to fertilize it

• preferably cums all over your feathers instead

• though he can't deny that he dreams about doing it inside of you one day

• the house made eggs are delicious and if he got time, he loves seeing you push it out

• his favourite sight really

• of course you have a limit of how many you can lay but thats fine, thats why its a special offer that is very popular among humans and monsters alike

• he also loves it when you get in the real mood and perform your little mating dance and sing for him

• lovingly ruffled your feathers so you know he returns your affection

• always makes sure to feed you well after you've laid an egg because its quite stressful for you and he knows that

• and just loves the thought about mating for life with you

Nishinoya and Bunny Girl

• you are a dream come true

• every single high school fantasy is embodied in you

• you're hot to him

• so incredibly hot

• he is horny on main lmao

• takes you in any way imaginable

• loves it if you suck him off and he gets to pull on your ears

• always gently licks and bites them because they're so sensitive

• moans directly into your your ear because he knows it will make you shudder

• not to mention that cute little tail of yours

• any part of fur you possess will be covered in his cum he will ensure that

• ruts himself between your thighs or boobs

• loves to see you collecting his cum with a finger eagerly licking it off

• will absolutely buy you a Karasuno uniform to really fulfill his dreams

• you're his cute fangirl and he is the handsome libero you have a crush on

• lives for the way your legs look under a skirt, specifically that one

• sometimes just flips it up and nuzzles his nose into your crotch

• when you're not wearing panties though

• you're basically asking for it

• has no problem with fucking you in private

• also loves it when you're in heat

• you two have sex very often but when you're in heat? You're not doing anything but fucking

• also would probably have some fun with triggering your flight instincts while fucking you if he feels mean

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu!!#haikyuu x you #haikyuu x y/n #nishinoya x reader #ushijima x reader #osamu x reader #hoshiumi x reader #iwaizumi x reader #wakatoshi ushijima x reader #yuu nishinoya x reader #osamu miya x reader #kourai hoshiumi x reader #hajime iwaizumi x reader

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