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thewritetofreespeech · 2 years

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Touch your Wings - Obey Me (Angels)

Simeon

“Can I touch your wings?”

“That was very sudden.” Simeon remarked with a slight chuckle. “Why would you want to touch my wings?”

“I don’t know. I just realized I never touched them before.” The angel chuckled again at your honest, but whimsical, answer. “Come on. Can’t I touch them? Just once?”

“Welll…” Simeon mused. Putting his fist to his chin in thought like he normally did. “I guess there wouldn’t be any harm in just the one time.”

His cloak fluttered, as if caught up by a sudden gust of wind, and then his wings were out behind him. Four distinct points that folded in beside him. “Have a go then.”

You smile at Simeon. At ease by his gentle enthusiasm and patience. He always seemed to put you at ease. You reach out and brush your hand over the middle center of one wing, and it shuttered back at you. “S-Sorry,” Simeon apologized with a blush, “it kind of tickles.”

He seemed to steel himself a let you try again. They were very soft. Almost silky. You’d never touched a dove before, but you have to assume this was what they felt like. A creamy soft that felt like it would melt against your touch.

You make one final pass over Simeon’s wings and they shutter again. “Oh no!” You exclaim when you noticed a feather had broken free and fallen to the ground. “I’m so sorry! Did that hurt? I didn’t mean to be so rough with them! I thought I was careful!”

Simeon knelt down, as he pulled his wings back in to disappear, to pick up the lost feather. “Don’t worry [Y/N]. These things happen. It doesn’t hurt anymore than when your hair falls out, so please don’t apologize.” You sighed once. Well that was good to know.

The angel then stood and offered you the feather with a smile. “Why don’t you keep it? It will remind you of the time you touched an angel’s wings. And…it’ll remind you of me.” He chuckled again, only nervously this time, as he rubbed the back of his head.

You smile back at him and take the feather. “I’ll treasure it always Simeon.”

Luke

“Can I touch your wings?”

Luke let out an adorable squeak of surprise at your question, and nearly dropped his crepe he had waited so long for. “M-My wings??”

“Yeah. Can I touch them? I only got a glimpse at them that one time,” in the not of best circumstances and before you passed out, “and they looked really soft. So I was wondering if they’re as soft as they looked.”

“W-We’re not supposed to let humans touch our wings. It’s against the rule!”

“Oh….” You didn’t know that. That seemed like an oddly specific rule, but then again the human world placed a lot of weird rule on the world. Like the authority of velvet red ropes. Or letting people tell other people what they could do with their bodies.

“But!” Luke corrected quickly. Seeming to mistake your musing for disappointment at being turned down. “I…I think it’ll be ok if it’s you. [Y/N] is special and…you’re a descendant of an angel, right??” Technically yes, but grasping at straw. “So…I think it’ll be ok. But don’t tell Simeon!”

You hold up your finger in the gesture of a pinky promise and Luke turned to look forward as he squeezed his eyes very tight.

He seemed to be concentrating very hard, to the point that you wanted to tell him to just forget about it if he had to work that hard, and then poof. Poof! An actual poof!

Luke’s wings suddenly bloomed out from the back of him like a puff of dandelions. Seeming only held together by wishes and Luke’s concentration to keep them stable. “So fluffy…..”

The angel whipped his head back towards you. Face pink as he looked up at you with big blue eyes. “They-They’re not fluffy! These are my cherub wings. When I get older, and Michael promotes me to archangel, they’ll be bigger and more sleek.”

“Like a baby chicken’s wings?”

That was apparently not the answer Luke wanted to hear as he started to throw a temper tantrum, but you reach out and put your hand on his shoulder. Instantly stopping him. “I think they suit you very well. They’re cute. But you can also see we’re they’re growing in a little.” Your finger brushed against the corner of his wing arch that was indeed coming in in more traditional feathers. “It shows your growing too.”

Luke seemed surprised, but then beamed at he realized he was getting his ‘real’ wings.

It took a few minutes for Luke to get his wings back down, and he seemed to have a pep in his step for the rest of the afternoon. You were happy for Luke but had to admit, you were a little sad.

Soon enough he wouldn’t be the cute little Luke you knew. He’d be someone totally different. With different wings and a different personality. To hold on a little longer, you took him to Madam Screams to get him some candy he’d been asking for to take home. To keep him a kid a little longer.

Raphael

“Can I touch your wings?”

“No.” Raphael instantly. Leaving no room for argument.

But living with Lucifer & the boys for so long, that rarely ever stopped you. “Awww~! Come on!”

Your usual cute defense that worked wonders on the boys, doesn’t not seem to sway Raphael in the least as he repeated his answer. “No. My wings are not a toy or method of amusement for a human.”

“It’s not ‘amusement’. It’s science!” Going with plan B that usually worked on Lucifer and Satan. “I wanted to know that they felt like, and the easiest way to do that is with practical application.”

“My wings are also not a science experiment for humans to blunder understanding on.”

The word ‘blunder’ made you feel insulted. Like Raphael thought you were too stupid to understand the concept of wings. “You don’t have to be rude.”

“I’m not being rude.” Raphael said. Clearly not understanding how he had been rude. “I’m stating a fact that a human couldn’t possibly understand the magnitude of a celestial’s wings. It’s like a fish understanding a bird’s wings.”

“Did you just call me a fish?”

“No. I implied you were a fish.”

You growl at Raphael’s comment, and his now infuriatingly calm face, and turn away from him. “Fine. I don’t want to touch your wings anymore anyway.”

You expect Raphael to leave at your huff. Assuming that you were done and the most logical step would be for him to go on about his day. You don’t expect the tip of a wing to come into your peripheral, and for you to turn around to see Raphael and his wings standing there.

“I’ve said something wrong, haven’t I?” His face still looked neutral, but you could pick up on the little changes in his expression that let you know he was sorry. “I don’t think you’re a fish. It’s….” He seemed to be struggling for the words. Because he didn’t express himself often, only stated facts. “My wings aren’t like the ones you may have hoped to see. Because I’m of the warrior class, they are not like the romantic paintings of your humans.”

He was right. They were different than you expected. Long and board, they also had a grey hue to them; that ombred from the wing sharp peaks at the top to a heather sort of gray at the tips. Dusty, almost, and not nearly as graceful as you imagined. They looked more like a bird of prey’s feathers would look, rather than something a being of protection should have.

“I don’t think your beyond understanding. I…I just…I couldn’t stand the though of being beyond your understanding.”

You were suddenly taken aback by Raphael’s words. He had been afraid that you wouldn’t understand him. That you would see his wings and reject him. You had no idea you opinion of him mattered so much.

“I think your wings look nice.”

Raphael looked up, in his own manner of surprise, at your words. “No, they don’t look like what I thought. But they…suit you.” Yes, that was the phrase you were looking for with a smile. “I don’t think I would like them as much if they didn’t look like that. They have character. Thank you for showing me Raphael. I appreciate it.”

The angel still seemed flabbergasted, but then he smiled slightly, and pulled his wings back in. “Character.” He repeated in a wistful sort of way. “Thank you [Y/N].”

#obey me #obey me imagines #obey me scenarios #obey me simeon #obey me raphael #obey me luke #angel simeon #simeon x reader #luke #angel luke #obey me raphael x mc #raphael x reader #scenarios #imagine #obey me fandom #raphael x mc #obey me x reader

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ducking-quack · 1 year

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I can’t stop thinking about the time someone told me that freckles and beauty marks were meant to be angel kisses

I cant stop imagining Simeon’s or Raphael’s lover being covered in them,

some on spots like the cheek or forehead, inner forearm and shoulders, then others where the sun don’t shine

Or when people say moles and beauty marks are kisses of past lovers

Like imagining throughout your entire lifetimes, you were always meant to be with Simeon or Raphael or both then your body is covered head to toe with some kind of beauty mark

Then you fine odd ones like some on your knee because after skidding your knee and putting on a bandaid you made them kiss it better, or on your elbows after bumping them so hard that you needed a kiss to make it better or middle of your back has a cluster of them because they’d give you a peck and cuddles into your back

Or after figuring out that their kisses left marks on your skin, they’d kiss constellations into your skin in hopes to find you in your next life

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nerdy-talks · 1 year

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Alternative option for Simeon's Devilgram

I'm tagging @ay-chuu since you kindly asked to see this particular Devilgram and @nuclearnyx since I saw that you were curious about this option •w•

#obey me #obey me one master to rule them all #obey me shall we date #obey me devilgram #obey me simeon #obey me simeon devilgram #angel simeon

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evelinamox · 9 months

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Just another day in the House of Lamentation (Marvel edition)

Lucifer: Have care how you speak. Satan is beyond reason, but he is of Devildom. And he is my brother.

Simeon: He killed 80 people in two days.

Mammon: He's adopted.

#obey me #obeyme!#om!#shall we date mammon #obey me lucifer #angel simeon #marvel quotes #just another day in the house of lamentation

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meowmeowmeowline · 2 years

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SIMEON PLEASE!

Warnings/Tags: Obey Me Simeon x gender neutral reader, 18+, smut (nothing too hard), G/N reader, fluff with a hint of crack.

Summary: Just a doofus who's too much in love with Simeon and doesn't know what to do with themself.

Note: This is my first ever writing. Do go easy on me and feel free to correct me, if anything seems amiss. I am here to share and learn more!

"Keep going", said Simeon in a raspy voice. "I need to keep feeling you more". He looked at you with a gentle expression. But your conditions said just how much beyond the limits you both were. His beautiful brown locks were all sweaty and sticking to his face, and his eyes all teary. But you weren't too better off yourself. With the last of your strength you kept going on and on. Going harder and faster, and nearing yet another release.

Despite how debauched Simeon was, he looked just as beautiful as he always does, probably even more. To you, he is the most beautiful person, your beautiful angel. The one for whom you're prepared to do anything. You looked at his face and he smiled back at you, with the same warmth and tenderness he always does with. The same look that can alone make you c- Oh no! "Simeon, I am about to-", and he got off you. Just like the last FIVE WHOLE TIMES! "Damnit, Simeon please!"

He looked at you with a smirk and said, "You look rather 'hungry' MC, how about we have some pancakes for breakfast first?"

#simeon obey me #obey me #gender neutral reader #simeon x reader #gn!mc #obey me shall we date #angel simeon #obey me crack #obey me fluff #obey me funny

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obeyme-lost-thought · 9 months

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Headcanon: Mc swearing problem

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Mc: WHAT ?! Oh my go-

Simeon simplicity being there

Mc: .... gosh... Oh my gosh.

Diavolo: Yes, because *saying one of the most strange things on the 3 world*

Mc: Seriously ? What the Hel-

Diavolo: ?

Mc: Heck... What the Heck.

*Cuddling with one of the brothers*

Mc: It's so nice, I fell like I'm in heav-

Mc: ...

Brother: Fell like ?

Mc: Nothing.

*Some day after*

Diavolo: It's just me or MC change their sentence at the last second ?

Lucifer: I noticed the same thing

Solomon: *laughing*

Every one else: ?

Solomon: Oh nothing. It's just a human problem.

*In another room*

Solomon: Hello MC.

Mc: Oh my fucking God. Oh Jesus Chris. For the love of God.

TELL ME HOW TO SWEAR, SOLOMON!

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beels-burger-babe · 9 months

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Heatwave Drabble

MC: God, how is it so fucking hot down here? Solomon: It's the Devildom. What did you expect? MC: I dunno! Maybe an ice tundra or some normal boring weather not a melt your skin off heatwave! Solomon: There's not much I can do to help you there, MC. What would you want- *Spots Simeon and Luke grooming their wings in the other room. Glances at each other* *10 minutes later* Simeon: You know, this isn't at all the appropriate use for our wings. MC: *Sighs, happily getting fanned by massive angel wings and being given an ice coffee from Luke* Does that mean you're going to stop? *Pouts* It's fine if you do. It's just- I've felt like I was dying all day and your wings is the only way I've been able to cool down. Luke: *Immediately falls for it* Don't worry MC! We're not going any where! Faster Simeon! Simeon: *Sighs and picks up speed* Solomon: *Cackles and cheers his glass against MC's* You, my friend are a diabolical genius. MC: I try.

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thewritetofreespeech · 11 months

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MC + Cursed Toddler-fied Boys (part 2)

prompt: I did a scenario a while ago for the ‘The Forbidden Book of Toddlerization’ event, but realized I never did one for the B-list boys. This must be rectified. (part i)

Diavolo

Seriously. You all needed to stop leaving cursed books around.

Once ‘The Forbidden Book of Toddlerization’ had been recovered from the last time it fell into the wrong hands, it had safely be tucked away in the archives. Where it was to remain, to your knowledge, for all of known time.

Or at least a year. Whichever came first, apparently, since someone had taken it out a let it on the loose.

“I can’t find him.” Barbatos bemoaned with a sigh as you both continued to search for his master. “You don’t think he could have wandered off somewhere? In his current state, there’s no telling what mischief he’d get into. Or worse, if people see him like this.”

“Diavolo is a pretty level headed guy.” You assure him.

“You don’t know what he was like when he was younger.” He sighed again as he closed the doors to one of the wardrobes, finding no young master in it. “Maybe he’s in the garden. I’ll check there.”

“I’ll keep searching in the castle.” You told him. To which Barbatos nodded and took his leave.

Once he was out of the door, and out of ear shot, you heard rustling under the bed that piqued your curiosity. “Diavolo?” You asked as you pulled back the bedding. “What are you doing under there?”

“SSShhh!” He hissed with a finger to his lips. “I’m hiding from Barbatos. I don’t want him to find me [Y/N].”

“So you masked your presence so he couldn’t find you.” Clever, for the mind of a child. “Why are you hiding from Barbatos?”

“Because if he finds me he’ll make me do work.” You tilted your head to the side, and Diavolo scrunched in tighter on himself. “He’s always making me do things I don’t want to. Write my lessons. Learn new spells. How to speak at public outings. It’s never any fun and it’s all work, work, work!”

“True. But we all have to do things we don’t want to now and then.” Although, this didn’t sound a lot different than Diavolo’s normal schedule these days. “Diavolo, did you open the book and curses yourself so you could get out of work for a few days?” His eyes shyly darted over towards you before they darted away again. “Diavolo.”

“I just didn’t want to be a grown up anymore!” He whined. “It’s never any fun. I never get to do what I want. People are always counting on me.”

You nodded. “I guess that isn’t very fun.” You shift around to lay on your stomach and be eye-to-eye with Diavolo under the bed. “We have fun together though, don’t we? And you don’t need to put a curse on yourself to make it happen. If you ever need a break, just call me. We can play together anytime.”

Diavolo grinned and gave a firm nod. “Can we play battleships and sea monsters once, before Barbatos has to change me back?”

“Sure. I think we have time for that.”

Barbatos

It was a wonder that this castle ran at all without Barbatos around. He had only been cursed for a few hours, and it already seemed like everything was falling apart.

“Boys! Seriously! Can you try to not break everything in the castle??”

“We’re trying, but this is really hard!” Mammon argued.

“Yeah,” Levi agreed, “cut us some slack. We only pretend to be butlers now and then. We don’t have the refined, gentlemanly arts of real butlers.”

“Barbatos does it.”

“He is a Satan.” Lucfier replied. “Why don’t you go check on him? I’ll try to keep them out of anymore trouble in their effort to ‘help’.” You sighed and left to do as you were told. At least you would be away from the sound of crashing.

“Barbatos?” You called as you opened the door. “Are you feeling ok?”

“Oh yes [Y/N].” Barbatos replied. Looking up at you with soft eyes from his small table setting on the floor. “We are having a tea party. Would you like to join?”

You looked around to see a pile of books, one ornate pillow, and an actual stuffed rabbit sitting in a circle with him. Each with a china tea cup in front of them. “Um….sure.” You come over and sit cross legged beside Barbatos as he prepared you a cup as well. “Who are we having tea with?”

“This is Lady Downing. She is from the region of comforter and came all this way for chamomile tea.” You awkwardly wave at the pillow. “This is Lord Booksly. He’s very well read.” You snort out a laugh as you take your tea. “And this is Thaddeus. He is a rabbit.”

“No title for Thaddeus?” You ask while sipping your tea.

“Rabbits can’t have titles. They don’t hold land. Because they are rabbits.” You let out a knowing ‘ah’ at the explanation, and choose to take Barbatos word for it.

You finish off the tea with Barbatos and soon enough, with his great powers, the curse wore off. He thanked you for keeping an eye on him and came out of his room to inspect the castle after the boys had ‘helped’. “Well….I suppose it’s the thought that counts….”

Simeon

The sound of foot steps barreling down the hall announced Simeon before he entered the room. “[Y/N]! [Y/N]! Can you read this book to me??”

You set your own book down and look over at him with a smile. Since his cursed episode, you had been watching Simeon to make sure he didn’t get into any trouble. Which, was pretty easy. He didn’t usually seek out trouble, and must have been a good cherub in his youth, because he just sat and read all day with you. The only ‘up roar’ he caused was when he went to find a ‘big boy’ book and have you read it to him.

“Sure. Which one did you pick?” He handed it to you and you have to snicker, finding a TSL book in your hand. “Wow. What a good choice.”

“Do you like this book?” Simeon asked, bright eyed, as he sat cross legged in front of you.

“Yes. I do. In fact the author is a very good friend.”

“Really???” He gushed, and you were literally biting your tongue not to laugh.

“Yep. He’s very nice. And funny. And handsome.”

“Can I meet him one day?”

“I’m sure you will.” You smirk as you open the book and start to read.

Later, when the curse had worn off, Simeon was very embarrassed that he had picked his own writing as his favorite book. “It’s a little narcissistic, don’t you think?”

“Oh, I don’t know,” you told him, “sometimes you need to be your own best fan.”

Raphael

You shouldn’t be surprised that it was quiet. Raphael was usually a very quiet person. But, if dealing with children had taught you anything it was when children were quiet something bad was going on.

“Hey there Raphael. Whatca doin’?”

“Coloring.” He replied. Still completely focused on his drawings.

“Oh, that’s nice.” Not as serious as you thought. “Can you tell me what you’re drawing there?” Thinking it would be a nice woodland scene. Or maybe some places around the castle.

“The Plauges.”

Your face went very pale at his answer and Raphael turned his picture around to show you. “That’s the river of blood. Those are the frogs & locusts sent to barren their crops. This is when Father sent the suffer and ash to destroy the cities of the sinners. This guy is dead because he got hit in the head with one of the rocks.”

“O….Oh…well that’s very….descriptive.”

Raphael smiled and went back to coloring. Completely obvious to the anxious knot that just tied itself in your stomach. Should you like….lock the door or something?

You asked Raphael about his picture when he was back to normal and he snorted. “Don’t be absurd.” He chastised. “The sinners were obliterated on impact when the suffers came. There would be corpses on the ground like this.”

+ Luke

Finally. The ‘Forbidden Book of Toddlerization’ was put away and out of sight. Hopefully under lock and key, and prepared to be thrown into the bottom of the ocean.

You let out a big sigh as you flop down into a chair. Letting all the stress of this week from a new batch of boys acting like children seep out of your bones. You suppose it wasn’t so bad. They were all kind of cute.

“Hey [Y/N],” Your ears pick up when you hear Luke’s voice.

“What is it Luke?”

“I was in the library looking for a new recipe book and came across this one.” He came into view and your face went white as you saw what he was holding. Your nightmare still very true. “Do you know what it is?”

“Luke don’t touch that!” You shout. Which startled the sweet lad, and causing him to drop the book and crack open. It’s powers activating and a big puff of smoke filling the room.

You cough and bat the smoke clouds away, not sure what was going on. This hadn’t happened before with the other curses. So you feared the worse as you called out for Luke. “Luke? Luke? Are you there?”

“I think so.” An older, deeper voice called back and, as the smoke selected, the statuesque figure of a young man was standing there. “I feel tall.”

Your mind went blank as you stared up at the young man in front of you. It was clearly Luke. You could tell from his eyes. But this hadn’t happened with anyone else. “What is going on?”

“The book must have realized I was already a kid and switched it in reverse.” He reasoned, taking a look at himself. “Instead of making me younger, it made me older. Both mentally and physically.”

“That makes sense.” Or as much sense as the evidence, and every other weird thing that had happened in your life in the Devildom, allowed. “Hopefully it wears off as quickly as the others.”

“I don’t.” Luke interjected. “I hate being the youngest. No one takes me seriously, or treats me like a joke.” You supposed that might be true. Unintentional, but true. “Plus, when I’m my real age, I can’t do this.” Luke‘s hand reached out towards your chin to clasp it, before he leaned in towards you. “You don’t take me seriously either.”

Your mind froze again as he continued to lean in. Clearly for a kiss. Unsure how to stop him or how to get your head wrapped around the situation, even as he came closer.

Luckily, just before your lips touched, there was another puff of smoke and Luke was at his proper size again. “Hn? What happened?”

“Nothing!” You clipped. You quickly scramble to get the book up off the floor and held it in a death grip. “You just grabbed the wrong book. I’m gonna….keep it with me for a while.” You hustle out of the room in a flash, then pull out your phone to ask, “hey Karasu-san, where is the nearest beach?”

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nocreativityfornames · 9 months

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MC: Me and Sat just saw Mammon racing down the halls carrying Luke on his back, what's going on?

Simeon: Oh, yes... *chuckles* Apparently Mammon didn't have enough money to buy Luke a birthday gift, so he offered to carry him around anywhere he wanted for the whole day.

Satan: Oh.

Solomon: Luke was embarrassed to accept it at first, but now he's having a blast bossing Mammon around and having him carry him to all sort of different places. It's adorable, haha.

Satan: Pff, I guess that explains why Mammon looked so dead when we saw them. He must tired from all the running around.

MC: *gasp* I have an idea!

Simeon: Oh?

MC: Sat, carry me!

Satan: What? Why??

MC: So we can go and challenge them to a race!

Satan: Wh, what are you? A child?!

MC: Come on, it'll be fun!

Satan: I'm not going to carry you around the school just so you can participate in some stupid and childish game, MC. That's something only an idiot would do.

MC: Damn it...

Solomon: ✋ I'll do it. I'll be the idiot.

Satan: What-

MC: Yessss!!

#happy birthday to our tiny chaotic angel 🎉#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me nightbringer #omswd #omnb #obey me mc #obey me simeon #obey me solomon #obey me satan #obey me luke #obey me mammon #birthday special ⁠♡#silliness overload ⁠｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+#☙ no creativity for names ✾

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shootingstarrfish · 2 months

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this is very different from my usual style but happy late simeon day!!!

#save me pretty angel man.... save me.....#solmare please let us see him with wings hrnnnn #obey me art #obey me #simeon #obey me simeon #my art #omswd

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nerdy-talks · 9 months

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Simeon goes from sounding fairly wholesome and innocent....

To giving off MAJOR yandere vibes

He would never let us leave him.

He only wants to make us happy. And how could he possibly make us happy if we leave him? No. We're not allowed to leave him. But don't worry, he'll always be there to comfort us~

I highly approve of yandere Simeon (≖⌣≖)

#I'm a sucker for yanderes #so I was pretty shocked by these chats #Simeon is an angel yet it looks like we're corrupting him/his morals lol #obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me one master to rule them all #obey me nightbringer #obey me simeon #obey me nightbringer simeon #obey me yandere #obey me yandere simeon #yandere simeon #obey me nightbringer yandere simeon #yandere obey me

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onyourowndaisymae · 10 months

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i don't think that people really acknowledge enough that simeon is actually like... definitely a shithead lmao. he's got big younger (not necessarily youngest but younger) sibling energy whenever he interacts with lucifer, constantly whining in his texts n shit. like sure he plays grandpa with luke but the moment that lil cherub is out of the picture simeon is that little sibling that tells your crush you like them and steals the good controller when playing video games together and that's gotta be why lucifer doesn't give him the time of day

#i love him so much #let the angel be a brat #also: sorry for disappearing my family is crumbling #but the show must go on #obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me swd #omswd #obey me nightbringer #obey me nb #om nb #obey me simeon #obey me lucifer #otome

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