#call me satan darling fic

[questioned-quetzalcoatl]

Call me Satan, Darling. Part 9

Rating: T - Content Warning! Suicide, Death

Parings: New Zealand/Tonga (Hetalia)

Characters: New Zealand, Tonga, Denmark, Lithuania, Estonia

Variation: Demon/Human AU

Summary: When Kainga, an exchange student from Tonga, travels to New Zealand for his studies, he expects all to go well. It does. All except getting hit by a car by Satan himself, who also happens to be his seductive roommate. Kainga finds himself slowly falling for the devil after his declaration of love. Because nothing truly says ‘I love you’ more than being run off the road by a rusty old Ute.

AN: Authors note at the end of the fic~~

Also available on AO3 and Wattpad!

Contents: [Chapter 1]

[Chapter 2]

[Chapter 3]

[Chapter 4]

[Chapter 5]

[Chapter 6]

[Chapter 7]

[Chapter 8]

[Chapter 9]

It was becoming agonizing, only expanding with the increasing frequency. A horrible dreaded feeling that had infecting him and, as if it was possible, he felt even worse now, more than ever before. Not only that, he couldn't understand where this feeling came from nor how to even get rid of it. It felt like a constant fever, leaving to constant nightmares and in a fever like state of panic when his vision turned to static.

Like an out of body experience, he'd get to places that he didn't remember him coming to. Or even wanting to come to for that matter, waking up like he was sleep walking yet very much awake. Only to be overcome afterwards by a feeling of anguish.

He wakes with a jolt, sweat drenched and panting, eyes checking the room with paranoia as if expecting the creatures to be there, Kainga’s ears still ringing from the screams they gave out as they tore into him, the Tongan checking his skin for marks only to find nothing there bar a faint splattering of freckles and moles. Attempting to wipe the sweat from his face when his mind catches up to his body, trying his best to calm down. His heart racing so hard in terror that he felt like it would just rip out of his chest at any second.

The dreams where more frequent now, starting some months ago the nightmares only happened once in a while, sometimes twice a week and then nothing for another 4 before they came back but now, now this had been going on every night since he’d argued with James in his flat in Auckland. Slumping against the headboard in defeat, he runs a hand through his hair and taps his head against the board, staring at the ceiling as if it would give him the answers he was looking for. Everything seemed to die down him like the aftermath of a rapid wildfire.

He doesn't dare try and sleep after that, he was awake now. The alarm clock flashes up beside him once he turns over to rest his head on the pillow that wasn't drenched in sweat. Nearly 3am. He can't help but grumble at that resolution, leading his eyes to lazily trail down to the other end of the room, for once, a smile appears on the Tongan's lips again. Now there's a friendly face. Rex was sat very politely near around the foot of his bed, his tongue lulled out coupled with his wagging tail could only mean one thing. The dog wanted to go outside, evident by the small whines and tapping of his claws on the wooden floor boards.

Sighing solemnly, he threw the bed sheets off of him and got out of bed to open the door for Rex. The Jack Russel terrier skittered out of his room once the door was open, Kainga watched him as he saw him run out onto the garden. Waiting on bated breath and hoping he doesn't make too much noise, Kainga looked out onto the view from his window and biting his lower lip nervously.

Out his window is a small tainted view of Nuku'alofa harbor, lights reflecting off the waters through the thick tropical bush that surrounded his leveled window. Some boats with their cargo slowly docked into the harbor, panning peacefully across the still waters. Fields of sheep herds are scattered along the horizon with their early morning grazing in the paddocks, he heard them out the back behind the house in the small piece of land his family owned, with the few dozen sheep and chickens that liked to roam around the property. Rex always loved to chase the hens around their roost, he remembered having to put the wired fence around it to stop him from getting in. It was a home, his home, that didn't feel like home anymore.

“It’s not like I won’t ever see this place again…” Kainga mumbles to no one, shaking his head and sipping the lukewarm water that he’d left by his bedside. He should sleep, he knows he should, he can’t take another day of exhaustion and sleep deprivation, more so with the flight back to Auckland the day after tomorrow.

“I wish you were here.” He speaks to himself again, leaning out of the window and enjoying the crisp winter air as he rested his chin on his hand, staring at the trees at the bottom of his garden blankly before retreating back inside and closing his window once Rex had come back into his room and finished his business outside. He let out a small yap before pouncing up onto Kainga's bed, curling up in his favorite spot which happened to be Kainga's over pillow, now covered in sweat. Kainga chuckled as Rex made a small unimpressed whine and curled up next to him instead.

Did he wish James was here? Yes. Yes he did. It seemed the more time he spent away from James the worse he felt. Now he was just stuck, completely unprepared to face what was coming next.

---

He can’t recall the amount of times he’s burnt his hand trying the door, tanned flesh now red, mottled and shiny, painful to move and even if Marianne was telling him to stop before he wrecks it completely he can’t. James just can’t. He doesn't care how much the metal hurts him, he needed to get to Kainga. He knew he was hiding from him again, his lackey's attempts at a search for him proving fruitless threw him into a fit of rage. Taking matters into his own, very burnt, two hands.

He doesn't know why he's chasing after him, going against his original plan of letting Kainga come back to him or...the latter of Kainga having to kill himself. Either way, he was a different demon than he was last year. His feelings for Kainga had gone beyond his reach and whatever love the King of Hell could feel, it was there for the Tongan mortal he almost killed with his ute.

This time it’s different.

As the door handle twists to open, he starts apologizing, a slew of words about how he came off a bit strong and the crumbled, half wilted flowers in his hand cut off by a masculine voice too deep and too, well, Scandinavian to be that of his queen’s, finding Kainga’s Danish friend looking at him and instantly he shuts up.

"Hej? Can I help you?"

He should probably start thanking the stars that Densen didn't recognize him at first, if he did he'd be dead on sight after what Kainga had told the Dane. This is ridiculous. James had planned out how this was all going to play out in his head. He was going to burst in and apologies, the Tongan would be swept off his feet and accept his apology before dipping him and making sweet, sweet love in the middle of his living room. Make up sex at its finest that nobody could ever top him at.

But instead he had a confused Dane blocking his way and a burning palm from touching a bleeding doorknob.

"You're not Kai-"

"You're right, I'm not, good observation skills you got there."

James couldn't help but snarl a little, who did this mortal think he was? Does he know who the other is? It sent James psychically twitching at the sight of Densen grinning at him, having urges to drop some kind of heavy object on his head. Turns out, James couldn't take a taste of his own medicine. If he wasn't completely furious, already on a short enough fuse, James would be rather humbled by the cocky Dane. He had to find his Queen, but why was this monkey in his apartment?

"What are ya doin in his apartment then?" James feigned a polite question, trying to ignore everything that told him to strangle the Dane on sight. His grip tightening around the withered flowers that had burned at their stem from James's temper.

"I'm house sitting." Densen leaned on the doorway, giving him a suspicious glance by tilting his head upwards. "He's gone back to Tonga to see his parents, left before the year started again. Got hurt and heartbroken by a particular kiwi, do you happen to know who that is?"

James winced at the tone of the last sentence. Shit, he was onto him. The darkening of Densen's gaze only made that more obvious. "N-no clue mate..."

The only thing that came out of this was where he had some idea where his Queen was, although the source it came from was untrustworthy. He could be leading him on a wild goose chase. For all he knew, Kainga could be somewhere like England or just on the other side of the world, James just hoped he was still on Earth. His lackeys had still not returned from their final trip in an attempt to find him. Getting a unnerving squint from Densen made him tense up a little.

"Yeah, right okay." Densen said in that same angry tone with a sarcastic underlay. "Do you want a drink? You came over here to see him and he's not here so..."

As much as James wanted to deny his offer, due to the fact the Dane would most likely spike his drink when he wasn't looking, he knew he needed some kind of break. Maybe Kainga left a clue in the apartment to his whereabouts. Densen moved from the doorway, gesturing for the other to come in with his hand as he returned into the inner confines of the flat, Satan following edgily as if expecting a bucket of holy water to drop on him. It wouldn't surprise him in the slightest.

He caught a glimpse of the door handle as he walked inside. There, dangling off the handle was a chain with a cross, tied on as tightly as possible. He felt unwell as soon as he saw it, that would explain why his hand was so burnt. He knew Kainga was wearing the crucifix again, that's why he couldn't find him, the trick he used after their first date when he finally found him in the University library. At least he knew vaguely where he was now, he was in Tonga with his mother and, whilst the temptation to follow and track him down is there he wouldn’t, more like he couldn't with the forces against him.

"You just want some water? Coffee or tea?" Densen called from Kainga's kitchen after he left the King of Hell standing in the living room.

"Huh? Oh. Just water please."

Call it strange, but the flat doesn’t feel like a home anymore. Nothing much had changed, everything exactly where it was down to the rugby mugs on the kitchen side, piled haphazardly on top of each other as a reminder to the New Zealander that the Tongan rugby team 'Ikale Tahi' were better than the All Blacks and the pictures of friends, family and a dog on the sides and walls. The tea stain still on the coffee table that had attempted to be cleaned off, feeling a stab through his heart when he sees the dead flowers in the pot on the table. The ones he had given him, just left to die and abandoned.

Even with all that, it still felt nothing like a home. It was empty, too void of Kainga.

His thoughts are interrupted by Densen shoving a glass of water to him. "Here. I'm going to clean up the rest of the dishes. Stay as long as you need." Densen was quick to brush past him back into the other room. James only looked down at the glass, slushing it around before looking up to make sure he wasn't being watched. He threw it quickly into the pot of the dead heilala flowers, hearing a hot sizzle when the water hits the soil. Yeah that was definitely spiked. This Danish idiot thought he could actually poison Satan himself, he thought with a dark chuckle.

Even after all of this his ego remained somewhat untouched. Developing human emotions didn't make him any less of a reckless bastard.

As expected, he doesn't stay for long. It only takes Densen looking over the kitchen top to find that he had seemingly disappeared. Which was weird, considering he didn't see him leave, nor heard the door open and shut behind him. All is left of him is the cup he gave him and a pair of burning foot prints from where he was stood, charring at the carpet. A trail of withered leaves and flowers from when he had walked inside, now the bunch was left on the table. He remembered Kainga joking about the buffoon thinking he's Satan and all but, surely it wasn't actually true. Densen shook it off, he wasn't going to stoop down to that level of insanity. But it did make him think, acknowledge the possibility. That only made him more worried for Kainga.

He was starting to wonder if he had just imagined the New Zealander's whole arrival entirely.

James got what he needed, a possible lead to where he could be. But he didn't want to waste his time on some superstition, he wasn't to trust a man who just spiked his drink. Back in his office in Hell, it's dark with the blinds still drawn over. Piles of unsigned paperwork are promptly ignored as he goes to open the blinds, letting the blazing red light illuminate the room. Swearing under his breath that the storm above them was somehow getting closer, sharp electrical currents striking across the dark crimson skies. From up here, he can see all of Hell. A twisted version of its earthly counterpart, James thought it even more beautiful. He turned back, returning to the task at hand as he left Hell's bustling streets full of demons.

He shifted through papers, he had a map of the Overworld somewhere. It wasn't unusual for his office to be such a mess, he wasn't exactly a tidy person, making such a statement that he'd rather rip out his eyes than live in anything that wasn't a trashed office. When he hears a knock, he half expects to to be Marianne who usually took it upon herself to clean his office while he's away and can't complain to her about it.

Instead, he was greeted by two, very proud looking demons. Eduard and Tolys stood at his door way when James called for them to come in, practically grinning from ear to ear. He's surprised, giving the two a look like he's seeing things that shouldn't be there.

"Oi- you two? What are you doing back here?"

"We have new information about your Queen's whereabouts sir." The Lithuanian demon said with a hint of a chortle as James's expression changed from surprised to alert and interested as soon as the words slipped from his mouth. "Nuku'alofa, Tonga. He's back visiting his mother, we even got the address for you." Perhaps the reason they were smiling so brightly was that James had promised to pay them handsomely. He handed the King of Hell a small rolled up parchment.

James didn't even have time to thank them, like something clicked in his brain, that Dane was telling the truth. He knew where Kainga was, there was no time to waste. The parchment was snatched out of the servant demon's hand, followed by a sharp wind of James dashing past them at break neck speeds, not even thinking as he quickly reached his balcony. His foot hit the top of the barrier, lifting his body up and over the balcony entirely, jumping off it like a stuntman. Before he could hit the city and ground below him there was a loud cracking noise, James disappeared into a flurry of flames mid air. Leaving nothing but a trail of smoke in his way as he had seemingly evaporated.

"SIR!" Tolys managed out as they rushed to the side of the offices balcony, stopping themselves quickly as all they caught a glimpse of was the flames. Flames acting like they had just caught fire to flammable gas before dying out. James was gone before they could even inform him of Kainga returning to Auckland that night.

Eduard gave Tolys a nervous side glance. "We're not getting paid are we."

---

His flight was due to leave tonight, he hadn't even finished packing. His mother had been frantic in worry that he would not be able to catch it in time, they weren't the type of family that could afford many flights, especially to an entirely different country across the Pacific. She ended up just taking over, packing his suitcase for him and hurrying out the house to take Rex for another walk while she did so.

He found it weird, Rex was a lot more timid on his walk. Often staying beside Kainga in a protective way near his heels, even with the tug of his leash Rex would not be pulling him along like usual. It was like something unfavorable was following them, making Kainga even more uneasy as they walked into the city for the last time. He'd be back to see Rex again, he was sure of it. Yet he gave Rex one last walk to his favorite spots before he left. Although the dog never strayed too far from him, even off his leash.

"Hey Rex stop dicking around would you? What's wrong with you?" he asked the dog like he was expecting to get an answer. He'd tripped over the dog about five times already and wasn't having it due to him spilling his morning coffee all over himself whenever he did. Slowing down his walking around Nuku'alofa just to put some distance between him and Rex. Why was he acting like this all of a sudden? Maybe he just knew that he was leaving today as a means to try and stop him from flying back. Of course he had his fair share of bad omens ever since he met James. Those creatures he kept seeing in his dreams and sometimes in his life served as the most obvious ones.

Stopping by a small market in town, he remembered he had to buy something for his friends back home. Just his luck that he'd left his phone at home so he couldn't call them to ask what they would like. It was also just his luck that, if he did have his phone on him, he'd see the messages from Densen telling him about his meeting with James. Trying to warn him more or less subtly, his phone was just left ringing on his bedside table with no one able to answer it.

Wasting most of his afternoon buying gifts for his friends, he took Rex along the beach to watch the sun start to set over the horizon as they walked back home. Checking the time, he still had plenty of it left before his flight took off and with his mother he didn't need to worry about packing. He looked back at his footprints in the sand, Rex bouncing after him and following at a trot along the sand. He'd miss Tonga, it was his home after all. He'd miss his family, the beaches, the towns, culture and people. He'd be back soon. He knew it.

As he got back into his house he felt a sense of relief. Maybe coming here wasn't such a bad idea, he did feel a bit better after that beach walk. All he had to do was pack the gifts up then get changed into an outfit more suitable to fly in. Climbing the stairs up to his room he felt awful, that sense of dread quickly over taking the relief as his heart and breathing started to pick up pace. Every step he took up each stair seemed, hollow, like at any second it would break from beneath him. His throat tightened and his lips trembled quickly making his way up the last few steps into his room, slamming his bedroom door.

Pressed against the door, he didn't dare look behind him. He was struggling to breath as his nails scraping into the wood. He wasn't alone in the room, Rex had started scratching and barking at the door, trying desperately to get in an protect his owner. So that was why he was acting strangely. He should've trusted him when something seemed amiss. When something seemed terribly wrong, he doesn't even have to look back at he man he knows is. The name slips off of his tongue in a harsh whisper. "James..."

"Darlin." The only word spoken when Kainga mustered up the courage to look over his shoulder. The rage steadily building inside the Tongan at his voice.

Why was he here. Why now, how the fuck did he even find him. Kainga's stare was like daggers, his fists shaking like he was going to punch him any second. When he got the chance.

"What are you doing here-"

"I came to see you, that is all. We need to talk."

"Talk!?" Kainga turned around to finally face him. "What is there to talk about?! Did you forget the part where you almost killed me?! More than once?! Did you forget when you screamed at me from behind a door, told me to kill myself for you, or when you almost burnt half of my fucking hand off?! IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT TO 'TALK' ABOUT?!" he yelled at him, almost like a scream but it was far too low pitched to be counted as one.

If he got the chance, he'd scream to the heavens.

"Kai, honey, I wanted to apologize. I know...I know I came off too strong but we can talk about it!"

"I don't want your apology you sick bastard-" Kainga snapped at him angrily. "I said I wanted you gone and I've fucking stuck by it. I told you to leave and never come back, I don't want your fucking sympathy."

James could only stare, he was running out of options here. Kainga was being more stubborn than he'd hoped for, leaving him standing there like the words he yelled didn't hurt. Kainga's voice cracking up into saddened shudders like it was from behind the door, his anger was overriding the sadness he felt telling him these things. James was left sizzling like a cigarette being stepped on and put out.

"I know you may never forgive me for what I did," James started, etching closer or at least as close as he could to him in attempts of comfort. "I wouldn't either, you can't get any further away before you start coming back. If you could just calm down, I can explain myself and save you!"

"Save me from what?!"

"What's going to have to happen to you if you don't hear me out." The sternness and seriousness of James's voice made Kainga freeze up with fear. He didn't know what he meant by that, only knowing how sheer of a threat it sounded like. Who was he to believe him now? He was just going to feed him more lies, manipulate him further into he's practically forced to become his Queen.

What he didn't know, was the extents that James was willing to go to get him.

If he knew, he wouldn't lunge at him like he did. He wouldn't scream how much he hates him as his fist raised above his head, aiming right at James's face. It all went in slow motion, rushing at James to punch him square in the face might have been the worse mistake of his life up until that point. No time to stop himself as James's grabbed the fist meant to punch him, Kainga was too blinded by tears to notice anything. His vision a blur before he heard it, before he felt it.

The loud ear bursting bang that shattered his hearing, causing a ringing in his head. Followed by what scared him the most, his stomach dropping. His insides feeling like they were going to rip out of his very body against high speed winds that engulfed his body. The feeling, like he was going to regurgitate his lungs out onto the ground. However, there was no ground.

Only realizing he was falling when his body collided with something that felt like concrete. Smooth concrete. A loud crack of what sounded like bone when he landed, followed by a pain in his arm and hand. His body doesn't adjust at first, only feeling how sickening cold the atmosphere was around him, how the wind seemed in some ways thinner than usual. He'd been teleported by contact with James, somewhere else.

Where? He wish he didn't find out.

Coming back to his senses, only to be blinded by a bright blue light that invaded his vision. He was already dizzy enough, getting up in a kneeling position as his vision slowly returned. Still mostly deaf from the ringing in his ear. Taking a shaky breath to calm his nerves, quick and panicked as he looked around his surroundings. Shit. He knew where he was as soon as he looked behind him. There he was sat, on top of one of the highest buildings in Auckland. The Auckland ANZ building, only a few meters off from being as tall as the Sky Tower, 151 meters above the city below.

The panic returns, why is he up here? Kainga hated heights, scrambling back towards the giant strip of blinding blue light that surrounded a dome on top of the building. He gripped it in fear, his legs trembling almost about to give way.

The rooftop didn't have much salvable flat area. He was now stuck between James and a 151 meter drop off the building towards certain death. Palms still flat against the strip of illuminating lights against the darkness of the night, he made his way around to see if there was some kind of escape. The strip was too high to climb over to get to the glass dome, there was no way around it either other than a thin concrete ledge that'd just take him back to where he'd dropped in.

He couldn't help it, he started to cry. He hadn't even said goodbye and with no signs of James he felt like this was truly his last resort. The wind picked up, a cool winter breeze that made him tumble at even the slightest hint of it as he steadily made his way over to the edge. Tears streaming down his face as he desperately attempted to wipe them away. Taking a shaky breath to calm his nerves, he headed for the edge, leaning over and swallowing thickly before balking and backing off, breaths quick and panicked as he leant against the strip. He can’t do it, he’d been thinking about it since the argument and now that he was here, he couldn’t do it.

The city below him, all those people had no idea he was up there. Like they'd be any help, they couldn't hear his screams of desperation for someone to help him. His throat growing hoarse with his pleading cries and lack of response from someone. Anybody. No one was here to save him now, not even God. Only the absent Devil he expected to see, he expected him to start mocking him when he showed up but alas was no where to be seen against the dark sky.

A feeling of cowardice creeps up in him, Kainga hiccupping before he starts crying. To die or not to die? It’s too much, too much too soon and he’s not thought this through, he’s not thought anything through. He’d gone off on some reckless path from the day he was run over by some jumped up, satanic bastard in a Ute and now he's about to kill himself for him. He didn't have a choice, no rational thinking was here, not when he was on top of the ANZ building with no other way to leave than down. But if reckless thinking had got him in this mess, it would also be what got him out of it, pushing himself from the strip of blinding blue and approaching the edge once more, shaking hands pulling him up onto the ledge and he finds himself looking down once more, breathing slowly coming to a more calm stupor, the lights and sound of the city beneath him surprisingly therapeutic as he, at last, removed the cross from around his neck.

As the metal chain slips from his fingers he feels the panic come back, the city sounds no longer calming to him but only heightening the fear. Like the rooftop caved in from beneath his feet, he doesn’t want to die, not alone like this, legs wobbling and his balance nearly failing him, when they do he feels like it's all over. Slipping from the ledge he managed to catch himself on the smooth concrete. Watching the crucifix fall into the streets below and disappear as he's left hanging there, sure to be next. Hands clasping over his ledge as the bile threatens to leave his lips.

"JAMES!!!"

He doesn't know why his first instinct was to scream the other's name as he was clutching on for dear life against the ledge. The agonizing pain shooting from one of his hands that he'd landed on and most likely broken. The concrete digging into his palms, coating them in sweat as he felt like he was about to give up and plummet to his death. Such a selfish way to go, his mother always told him. She'd hate him for this, they all would. In some lovesick hope that the other would appear and help him, tell him not to do it and take him back home, before his apparent suicide makes him miss his flight back home. Though, he was already here, in Auckland and would he not tell him to do it? That was what had lead him to this in the first place, lead him to this roof top in Auckland not far off from where they had met.

"You called?"

A voice cut through his panicked daze, the suddenness causing him to jump, for a spilt second his hands left the edge of the rooftop. In that second Kainga felt his soul leave his body, only to come back down when a burnt hand grabs onto his. A single kiss is placed onto the back of his hand from the demon who'd just caught him, acting like he wasn't dangling him from a roof. And a surprisingly warm smile can be seen on his face to say they hadn’t parted on the best of terms. Oh lord, how he’s missed the other. “So I take it from the situation, this is you agreeing to being my queen?”

"You're asking me that now!?"

James laughed. "Maybe. But I've changed my mind on letting you die like this." he yelled against the winds, regret filling his voice in a believable way that Kainga had never heard James speak like that before. "I love you Kainga, truly, whether you become my queen or not. I know we didn’t part on the best terms but you know I would always catch you when you fall, I'm sorry I put you through all this trouble but I need you to just trust me."

Kainga eyed the distance between them, feeling his fingers slip from James's grasp only causing them to tighten, he already knows the 35 floor drop that awaits below his hanging body. Onto nothing but the city below if he was to fall, would James keep his word and catch him? Shaking, he steadily looked back up at him. His mind racing faster than it had ever done before, his heart in his throat causing him to choke on it every time he attempted to breathe. Perhaps a quick death would be better than an eternity of suffering, James's words only held lightweight compared to the heaviness of the thoughts telling him to do it.

Whether Kainga took up James's offer to save him, each beat of his heart bolts into the other, carelessly bashing through in a massive disarray of doubt and regret, for realization is only of his attention once it is too late.

Too late to think.

He doesn't know what does it, Kainga's hand slipping from the grasp of James's fingers or James simply just letting go. Whatever it was, he finds James's hand gone. All sense of breath leaves his lungs with his eyes wide like someone was prying them open. The pavement hurtling towards him, no chance to breath nor scream. Kainga, chest tightening, breath speeding, managed to force his eyes shut, bracing for impact. He was powerless versus gravity; falling.

Hoping James would catch him, at least get to see him for one last time. Yet the sight of him atop the building only gets smaller an smaller, only heard by James's screams after him. A scream of his name against the winds he's falling at. No one was coming to save him, barely managing to close his eyes before impact is reached.

Too late to realize, it was all part of James's plan to begin with.

---

It hurts. A sickening silence is one to be drowned in, he couldn't hear his own screams. Everything hurts.

From the impact, he believes, opening his eyes to find nothing but darkness and for a moment he thinks he’s dreaming again as orange lights slowly appeared below him, distant at first, they grew numerous and closer quickly, a strange sense of déja-vu enveloping him and bringing a weighted nervousness with him as the lights started to highlight facial features and suddenly he knew where he was.

He was in his nightmare.

It still felt like he was falling. The way his stomach lunged and churned, it almost felt like he was upside down. They surround and circle, fire like eyes and gaunt faces ever watching him, never blinking and encroaching further and further as Kainga desperately searched for an exit, arms reaching upwards only to find a low ceiling, his furious bangs on the surface seeming to excite as much as his screams for help.

Although he was in his nightmare, everything was so real. This was real, playing out before him as his screams of desperation are tuned out, attracting the unwanted attention of the creatures from his omens. He knew what to do, managing what little bit of energy he had left in him. Dragging his corpse like body up, he ran. As fast as he fucking could.

Sure enough, it chases after him. The Hell beast ran after him on its all four elongated legs, that singular claw extending from inside its middle toe. Arms and digitigrade legs end in claws; its skin is slimy. Rows of sharp blades protruding from it's mouth, letting out guttural growls and shrieks as it hunted him down. The final chase, but he didn't remember there being an exit in his nightmares. Just endless darkness that suffocated him.

As his screams grow in desperation, the floor became alight with more of the damned, the darkness replaced by an almost blinding fire as gnarled hands clawed at his legs, the once solid floor started to move. Distorting itself like it was alive, spitting up at him like lava. It became harder to run, the light from below him was a blazing fire orange, shoving through the black charred molten substances that formed into a quicksand like texture. Desperate attempts to pull his legs up and out of the endless pit of other suicide victims, their zombie like appendages gripping up at his neck and face as he sunk more. It burned, everything burned, slow and excruciating pain that only got more intense with the further he sank. There was no solid objects to pull himself out from, the darkness had evaporated into nothing but an atmosphere ablaze. The inferno blow him dragging him down, he's helpless to its force against him.

The last remaining piece of Kainga, an outstretched hand for the silver of salvation, the rest of his body disappeared under and that final chance soon joined the fray. Giving out one last anguished and desperate scream of James.

He was in a place far worse than Hell.

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AN: We've done it, we've reached the end of Call me Satan Darling, at long last. Also before you come at him with torches and pitchforks because I left it on a cliffhanger, yes there will be another installment to this series. Eventually, that's all I can say.

I promise I won't leave you guys hanging ;) *wink wink nudge nudge you see what I did there*

The building used in this is the ANZ Center, I’m not actually sure what it looks like on the top as all searches to find this proved fruitless, so I just went with my own assumptions from the few ariel shots of it I could find;;

I hope you enjoyed the journey and I hope to see you guys again soon for the next installment of this series, coming soon to a computer near you! - Quez

#fic: call me satan darling #aph new zealand #aph tonga #zeaonga #hetalia #aph denmark #aph lithuania #aph estonia #aph #hws new zealand #hetalia oc #hws tonga #ao3 fanfic #fanfiction #call me satan darling fic

[anintrovertedechoe]

QUESTION QUESTION QUESTION

what nicknames / terms of endearment do you think the brothers would call MC ?

to all the people who sent in prompt requests im so sorry it’s the illness i swear-

BUT ANYWAYS

Pet Names the Brothers Call MC

Lucifer

heart’s dearest

okay so i read this in a fic once and it’s a guilty pleasure of mine now i absolutely adore this pet name and fully believe Luce would call you this it’s canon guys there’s no room for objection

flower

you bloom in his presence and he will nourish your growth with everything he has to make sure you never wither away

darling

this one i think would be for either softer moments OR when he’s fed up with you and he’s like ‘darling, please get Cerberus off of you, he’s over 400 pounds it’s not safe for you to let him sit on you like that’ and ur jus like ‘hehe ouppy’

honorable mentions: dear/dearest, precious, dove, angel (teehee)

Mammon

treasure

cmon guys we all know that he would call you this it’s basically canon I AM IN LOVE WITH THIS MAN RAHHH 🗣️🗣️‼️ he’s so sweet my baby mwah mwah. I can’t see him calling you jewel or ruby or anything like that it’s too formal for him. maybe diamond ??

birdie

yk how crows are his familiars? yeah. plus whenever he looks at you he feels his heart soar and he thinks not even the sky is the limit when it comes to the two of you. you just make him so happy bro :(

sweetheart

once again i think this could be used for softer or sadder moments BUT also when he’s like being silly or cheeky w you hes so babygirl coded he so meow

honorable mentions: darlin’, babe/baby, angel (he would also call you this but it’s less intense and more casual), human

cmon u thought I would forget? ur always gna be his human :)

Leviathan

let’s be so fr he would be so HESITANT to call you anything he’s so cringefail (affectionate) but let’s see hmm

player two

he wouldn’t be like ‘my player two :)’ but he would call you that affectionately while talking to you he’s a gamer he can’t help it !! ur always by his side, the best teammate he cld ask for :(

star

he calls you star whenever he’s like super excited like if you defeat a really hard level for him or together WITH him it’s really cute but he gets all embarrassed afterwards dbsjskjebe

sunshine

okay so ik what y’all are thinking, no way mans has the guts to call you this BUT HEAR ME OUT. he’s feeling vulnerable and sad and youre like the sun for him! he (lizard style) feels like he can bask in your warmth and you brighten his days. you’re comforting him while he’s resting his head on your shoulder and after a while he feels better, offering a shy smile and a, “thanks, sunshine.”

honorable mentions: henry, mana (u recharge him !!), oyster (he tried calling you pearl once but blurted out oyster instead. he doesn’t call you this but you refuse to let it go and he hates it #loserboy(affectionate))

Satan

kitten IM KIDDING IM KIDDING

my heart

cmon have you never heard his song ‘read my heart’ ??? you taught him how to love; you have such a tight grip on his heart that it might as well be yours by now

beautiful / gorgeous

this man is so smooth sometimes WITHOUT EVEN TRYING he genuinely finds you breathtaking he’s not even trying to be slick this is a genuine nickname for you,,,making kissy faces at him rn.

love / lovely / my love

he loves you send tweet. but he’s honestly so sweet and genuine about it. he has this precious small little smile on whenever he calls you it in public and he looks so boyish and sweet how can you not fall for him??? he left you with no choice

honorable mentions: my light, my fire, ladybird (regardless of gender)

Asmodeus

precious

you’re genuinely precious to him. this man adores you with every fiber of his being. you jus mean ??? everything to him???

cutie / cutiepie

ur just so adorable to him like LOOK AT THIS LITTLE HUMAN ??? adorable. when he’s feeling especially overwhelmed by you he pulls out the cutiepie and pinches your cheeks and sometimes it kinda hurts :(( dw tho he’ll treat you to an exclusive all inclusive asmo night just for the two of you if you let him know, so…no complaints here!

jewel

he may have been the jewel of the heavens but you’re by far the most precious jewel he has come across. he treats you like you’re priceless—only makes sense that the name fits the action.

honorable mentions: darling, sweetheart/sweetie, honey, lovely

Beelzebub

sweets

okay so he loves food but he doesn’t wanna call you something that’s OBVIOUSLY food related because he loves you in a different way he loves food yk??? and he wants you to know he sees you as more than that. so he calls you sweets because just thinking about you makes him feel like sugar’s melting softly on his tongue

flame

spoilers! yk the life candle incident thing? yeah. you basically are his life force with what you did. he’ll never forget that. you are his driving force, his life, his flame <3

bear

IT SOUNDS SO WEIRD AT FIRST but just listen okay 😭 it started off as teddy bear when he first started to try and come up with pet names for you but he didn’t like how that made you sound because yeah you may be human but you are the strongest being he has ever had the honor of meeting ?? you make him feel so capable and strong but the fact that you also have his back makes him feel…strange (he has butterflies guys)

honorable mentions: buzz (bees make honey plus based off a hc of what MC calls the boys), baby, fire

(i had such a hard time with him guys 😭)

Belphegor

bug / lovebug

LISTEN. THIS BITCH IS SO ANNOYING. (affectionate) he started calling you bug and you didn’t know where it came from and so you asked and he said ‘like a bedbug. bc ur annoying.’ he’s so mean i hate him :((( but he’s always been a bit of a brat what can u expect…definitely not him adding love to it. he called you lovebug when your guard was down and when you looked at him in shock the absolute cutest most sweet smile took over his face??? this is not fair cmon

bip / bips / bippy

it started as ‘personal body pillow’ bc belph is an entitled little mf and eventually got shortened to ‘bp’ pronounced ‘bip’ and then it evolved. complain all you want but you enable him by letting him use you as a personal pillow man. hes so cute when he shuts his mouth tho you can’t help it :((

bunny

he thinks its a cute nickname send tweet. but in all honestly belphie is sweet when he wants to be and he thinks ur super cute ! he usually calls you bunny when he’s teasing you but the name will slip out in an occasional moment of vulnerability <3

honorable mentions: babe, mommy (gn), buttercup, the first initial of your name

hopefully ygs like this i started struggling after a while 😭

parts of these come from bits of canon from my own inner world but honestly the boys all love you and are really sweet so ☹️🫶

beel and belphie were especially hard because i really think they would mostly just use variations of your name but I TRIED MY BEST HOPEFULLY IT WAS TO UR SATISFACTION

send an ask over if you want me to do the dateables or alternatively, what MC/you call the brothers!

#obey me #obey me swd #obey me shall we date #obey me mammon #mammon obey me #om! mammon #mammon #mammon avatar of greed #mammonobeyme #the great mammon #mammon x reader #obey me! lucifer #lucifer x reader #leviathan obey me #leviathan x reader #satan obey me #satan x reader #asmodeus obey me #asmodeus x reader #beelzebub obey me #beelzebub x reader #belphegor obey me #belphegor x reader #obey me x reader #swd obey me! #omswd x reader #obey me levi #levi x reader #obey me asmo #asmo x reader

[eds6ngel]

hi, b!

i love your account and i saw that you’re okay with writing smut.

i was thinking it’s eddie and reader’s first time and he’s really soft with her? maybe he’s worried about her losing feelings or of him messing everything up by his inexperience?

thank you! <3

hey darling!! i actually made them both virgins in this, just to amp up the sweetness <33 (and because i have no experience at all) also, i made this a part 2 to my 'new girl' fic, so if you wanna check out part 1, you can read it here!!

warnings: SMUT. fem!afab!reader. p in v. fingering. handjob. blowjob. cunnilingus. lots of kissing. sex talk outside of the smut. basically just your basic sex stuff. swearing. vulgar language. fluff. comfort. established relationship. r is 18, eddie is 20 [4.1k].

You and Eddie have been dating for three months by this point. You had done the most that normal horny teenagers had done: kissing, making out, grinding, hell, you even tried your part at having sex. However, it didn’t go successfully the first time.

The both of you had no idea what to do. Eddie condoms expired, so you agreed to do it without one, which was mistake number one. You weren’t wet enough whatsoever, the both of you skipping all foreplay. And to top it all off, Eddie pushed in all the way without thinking, causing you to scream out in pain and call it quits for the night.

Since then, you both avoided ridding of any clothes closely tied to a sexual nature, the pair of you scared to death that your mutual lack of knowledge was going to cause harm again.

You and Eddie both agreed that the failed first attempt was not going to be classed as your ‘first time,’ despite what society would try and argue against. You both wanted it to feel special, the relationship going strong so far, a failed ‘first time’ not ruining that for you.

You actually went out to the library both together and on separate occasions to research about sex. Eddie’s first recommendation was to sit down and watch porn together, you having to explain that in no shape or form would a woman in real life ever want to live out the fake fantasy of a porn film. Besides, it was also a very fucking weird thing to do.

Hawkins was a very religious town, you searching high and low for anything that didn’t bring up the topic of abstinence. And even when looking past that, the woman’s pleasure was always disregarded, the term ‘submit’ popping up more times than you and Eddie would like to recall. With you just turning 18 and Eddie 20, Hawkins Library gave you permission to access the restricted section, much to a very pleased Eddie. You had to keep him on track most of the time, Eddie getting distracted by the mature content.

“Baby, come on. We’re looking for books on sex, not Satanism.”

With even the restricted books being more sanitised than you would’ve liked, at least some of the authors knew what they were talking about, especially the female ones, to no surprise. You learnt about safety, to foreplay, to pleasure points, to techniques, your joint knowledge growing by the minute.

It had been around a month of research for the two of you, preparing for whenever the appropriate time would be to try again.

Which was tonight.

You and Eddie were sat on his couch watching a cheesy horror flick, Wayne working a night shift, leaving the two of you in the trailer alone, with no interruptions.

You were lying on Eddie’s lap, his ringed hand mindlessly threading through your hair as you focused on the killer slashing the victims on screen, fake blood pouring out of them as they perished to the ground.

“Babe?” you pipe up, Eddie humming in response, “How’s research been going?”

Eddie chuckles as you both look at each other, “Is that what we’re calling it now?”

“We’re studying sources to learn new facts, sounds like research to me,” you smile.

Eddie kisses the crown of your head, “Just doesn’t sound very manly, does it? ‘What have you been up to recently Eddie?’” he says, putting on an overexaggerated posh accent, “’Oh nothing much, just researching how to have sex with my girlfriend.’ People would think I’m insane, sweetheart.”

You shift yourself so you are lying on your stomach, wrapping your arms around Eddie’s neck and shrugging, “You can make anything sound manly babe. You could word in a way such as ‘I’ve been reading up on ways to pleasure my girl better.’ That’s such a hotter way to put it.”

Eddie raises his eyebrows, “Yeah,” he drags out, “But, I’m not looking into how to make the sex better, I’m looking into how to even start having it.”

“Better than most people,” you reply, “Many of my friends have told me that they don’t even get to cum when they have sex with their boyfriends. At least you’re trying.”

“Isn’t that the whole point of sex?” Eddie asks, as if a stupid question, “To make your girl feel good?”

“Unfortunately baby, most men just have sex for themselves. They just want the feeling of a vagina wrapped around their dick.”

Even though the two of you had a horrific first attempt, you were both still very sex positive. Just because you didn’t have it didn’t mean you were in any way uncomfortable talking about it.

“Stupid,” Eddie mumbles with a shake of his head, “They could just jerk themselves off for the same effect, stop wasting a girl’s time.”

“Is that what you do?” you tease him, “Just in between the research, you have a ten minute jerking break?”

“I get hot and bothered sometimes, okay?” he laughs, “There’s some very graphic images in there. S’hard to concentrate.”

And from your position sitting in his lap, it might not just be the research that gets him that way. “You sure you’re not feeling the same way now, baby?” you purr, looking deep into his eyes.

He groans slightly as you grind your hips into his, “Jesus sweetheart, if I wasn’t already before, I definitely am now.”

Your lips connected together in a passionate kiss, the pair of you grinding into each other as your tongues explored each other’s mouths. This was something you’d done before. As your relationship developed, you realised how easy it was to dissect society’s words surrounding sex. If it were society defining your relationship by its standards, you two would’ve technically lost your virginities to each other in the first month of the relationship. Grinding was a simple task to get the two of you going, even making each other cum by it. It was just further than that where you guys had an issue, which is why both still class yourselves as virgins.

As you break apart, you lift Eddie’s shirt off, him doing the same to you, looking into your eyes, asking, “Are we really about to do this?”

“I’m game if you’re game,” you reply.

He smirks, “Baby, I’m always game.”

You giggle as you begin to litter kisses down his neck, him moaning out as you find his sweet spot, his hands gripping tighter at your waist. You make a trail down his chest to his stomach, him gripping your hair as you do so, his head falling back against the couch. There was just something about your lips that were so intoxicating to him.

You reach the waistband of his pants, Eddie switching into his grey sweatpants the minute he stepped into his trailer. He was a metalhead at heart, but keeping up the physical appearance wasn’t always the comfiest.

He lifts himself up, allowing you to pull down the sweatpants, his white and blue checkered boxers on show, a visible bump from where he had gotten hard from the mere mention of you talking about sex. He hates to admit it, but this happened every time, you had just failed to notice.

You look up at him with the softest look in eyes, making sure that he was comfortable with you going further. As every book said: consent was key.

“Yeah, sweetheart, take ‘em off,” he verbalises, you nodding as you pull down his boxers, his cock springing free in front of you. You look up at him with a glint of worry, Eddie immediately taking notice. “It’s all about practice, okay? It’s you, I’m sure I’ll enjoy it regardless.”

You wrap your hand around the base of his cock, Eddie already groaning above you by the mere feeling of your touch on his body. “I, um—” you stutter out, “Do I just go up and down?”

“Yeah, babe, just—” he wraps his hand around yours, the size difference sending shivers down his spine as he moves your hand in the same motion he would when he’s on his own. Yet, the slight change of you doing it in comparison to him made it all the more enjoyable. It was true what they said: it was the person, not the action.

He shudders as you begin to create a steady rhythm, you asking, “Is this good?”

He sighs, “Nothing could be better than this baby, thank you. God, fuck,” he moans out. However, what shocked him was how quick you became accustomed to him, the feeling of your tongue licking up the side of his shaft sending shivers down his spine. “Jesus fucking Christ, God.”

In your head, you were trying to recall the steps that the book you read taught you, trying your best not to mess up and cause your boyfriend to become uncomfortable. You lick the tip of his dick, seeing that Eddie loudly moans out at the feeling, hearing him say, “Just like that baby, take it down further.”

And so you do, hollowing out your cheeks as you take him into your mouth, Eddie grabbing your hair into a ball as he lightly guides you up and down, giving him maximum pleasure. You look up at him with innocent eyes, continuing to bob your head, Eddie swearing he just died and went to heaven.

He can feel his balls tightening up, Eddie yelling out, “Baby, wait, wait!” in a manner that came across a little too panicked, causing you to immediately jump off of him.

“I’m sorry!” you squeak out, beginning to ramble, “Did I get you with my teeth? Or was I too rough? God, I was probably too rough, wasn’t I—”

But, your nervous state gets cut off by Eddie grabbing your chin and pulling you into a soft kiss, you instantly cupping his cheek back. As you part, he leans your forehead against his, “It was nothing you did sweetheart, don’t worry. I just… don’t wanna cum yet,” he shyly smiles.

“Oh,” you giggle softly, “Okay.”

He kisses your cheek, making trail down your neck, “But, I do think it’s your turn to cum for me, sweetheart.”

You whimper at his words, the eagerness oozing from his throat. “Can we, um… go to your bedroom though? This is technically Wayne’s bed after all.”

Eddie chuckles, “Yeah, I don’t think he’d be too happy with that.” He shocks you by lifting you up underneath his arms, laughing to himself as he guides you to his bedroom.

As he kicks open the door with his foot, he carries you over to the bed, placing you down gently and hovering over you, placing a tender kiss to your lips. “You’ve given me all your love sweetheart, I’m here to give you mine.”

He litters kisses all over your chest and collarbones, sucking a little to visibly show that you belong to him. Nobody else was gonna get his girl.

Despite your eyes being closed, basking in the pleasure of his soft lips on your skin, you feel him reach around the back of you, trying his hardest to unclasp your bra.

Helping him out, you sit up, wrapping your arms around his neck, smiling at him, “You need help with that, my love?”

“No, no, I got it,” he grits out, trying to get the hooks to come apart. “Why the hell is this so difficult?”

You giggle into his neck, deciding to press little kisses there as a form of distraction.

“Baby, don’t tease me. I’m struggling enough here.”

You laugh as you reach around yourself, pushing his hands out of the way and instantly un-hooking your bra, tossing it onto the floor.

Eddie can’t be drawn away from your breasts, his eyes practically bulging at the sight, his mouth agape. “I… um…” he stutters out, “I was gonna ask how you did that, but your tits baby… Holy shit.”

And no word of a lie, your boyfriend does grabby hands, like a child in a candy store, “Please can I touch them? Please let me touch them… Oh my God.”

You cup his face with your hands, smiling, “You can do whatever you want with them, my love.”

He breathes out, shakes his hands as he mutters, “Okay.” He pushes your breasts together, massaging them in his hands as he genuinely gawks, “Jesus… They’re perfect. You’re perfect. Fuck…”

You press a kiss to the underside of his jaw as a ‘Thank you,’ Eddie rubbing his thumbs over your nipples, a loud whine escaping your mouth.

He stops his motions, “That feel good?”

“Mhmm,” you hum, “It’s sensitive. Keep doing that.”

And he does exactly that, flicking over them, surprised that such a simple action could cause so much pleasure for you. “You need to go braless more baby, holy shit.”

“If I knew you would’ve had this reaction, I would’ve shown you them sooner,” you giggle.

“Better than any porn magazine I’ve ever seen,” he mumbles, leaning in and taking your left breast into his mouth, him pulling on your nipple, letting go with a pop. “Who needs porn when I can have you?”

“I better see the ones under your bed gone by tomorrow then,” you smirk back at him.

“Easiest decision I’ll ever make.”

He traces his thumbs over the sides of your hips as he makes a trail down from your cleavage to the bottom of your stomach, tugging at your belt, a much easier task for him than your difficult bra.

He pulls down your jeans, adding them to the increasing pile on the floor. The next thing surprises you, Eddie beginning to laugh as he places his head down on top of your cloth-covered pussy, his hair tickling the bottom of your stomach. “Shit.”

You laugh too, despite not knowing what he was giggling about, he was just infectious like that. “What, my love?” you ask with a smile.

“Took off your bra before I got to see the matching set on you,” he frowns over-dramatically.

You thread your fingers through his curls, “I’ll give you a fashion show one day.”

“That day better fuckin’ hurry the hell up,” he grumbles, delicately taking your panties off of your body, him not wanting to wreck them for the future fashion show you had just planned.

“Okay, he mumbles, situating his head between your legs, “I’ve heard that eating you out gets you wetter, so can I do that?”

You sigh happily, “Tell you what baby, we’ll do the colour coding system, okay? I’m giving you permission to do whatever you like. If I find myself uncomfortable at any point, I’ll say either ‘orange’ or ‘red.’ Deal?”

He nods, “Yeah, deal…” sighing out, “I’m sorry if I mess this up.”

You smile lovingly, “It’s you baby. You could be totally shit at this and I would love it regardless. Just like you said to me,” you reassure him.

“Well, I learnt some techniques anyway, now I get to put them to practice.”

You laugh as you hear him sigh out, “Relax baby, you got this.”

He nods, “Yeah… I got this.”

He takes his tongue and moves it straight up your pussy, causing you to push your legs in and let out a loud whine. “That easy, huh?” Eddie smirks.

You give him the same wide smirk back, “Depends on whether you can make me cum or not.”

“Challenge accepted,” he replies, moving up towards your clit and flicking it up and down, causing you to moan out in pleasure, “Eddie, fuck. Just like that baby.”

That spur encouraged Eddie to speed up his movements, flipping between an up and down motion to a side to side one, you grabbing onto and tugging at his hair, him discovering a new kink as he moans out loudly.

Eddie takes his middle finger and moves it down your folds, collecting your slick and pushing it into your hole, you immediately clenching around him as he sucks on your clit.

“Jesus fucking Christ Eddie, keep doing that and you’ll make me cum,” you truthfully whine out.

“God, sweetheart, already?” he asks, speeding up the movement of his finger as he tries his best not to rut against the bed, relieving the uncomfortability of his dick straining in his boxers.

“I’m an easy girl to impress,” you sigh out, giggling at your own statement and how truthful it actually was.

Without a doubt in your mind, you begin to rut against his face, trying to get yourself to the edge as quickly as possible, which was evidently working.

“Fuck, baby, I’m gonna cum. Please let me cum,” you mewl out.

Eddie drills his finger in and out of your pussy, sucking on your clit and shaking his head back and forth, sending you into a spiral as you fall over the edge, whining out, “Eddie, I’m cumming, fuck!”

As you come down back to reality, Eddie looks up at you, gripping tightly onto your thighs, a smile on his face as your juices drip down from his mouth, falling off of his chin. “Fuck me baby, I can’t believe you just did that.”

“I’ve never cum that hard before,” you sigh out, still relieving in the height of your orgasm, “Guess it really is the person, not the action.” Exactly what he thought.

He licks up most of the juices on his face, crawling back up to you and connecting your lips in a soft kiss, you humming as you say, “I taste better on your lips.”

Eddie groans out at your words, “I’d love to be sweet with you and all angel, but I really need to be inside you right now.”

You nod, “Then do that,” you smile back, “I noticed you got a new packet of condoms the other week.”

He leans over to his beside table and rips open the packet, replying, “Yeah… Well, I felt like my research was coming to an end.”

He takes out the condom and rolls it onto his dick, pinching the end and looking down at you, “You want it just like this or—?”

“Extra lube? Just in case?” you ask nervously, Eddie nodding as he reaches over to grab the bottle and squirts some on top of the condom, rubbing it over the entirety of it, making sure it would be comfortable for the initial entrance.

This was the part you were most nervous about. This was where it all went wrong last time. But, you took the pre-cautions. You were already wet, Eddie had a condom on, and it was well lubricated. Eddie was a little over average in terms of length, which increased your worries. But, on the flip side, a little under on the girth, the part that would make the stretch worse if he was bigger.

Eddie lines himself up with your pussy, leaning his forehead against yours, whispering, “Please sweetheart, I beg of you, use that colour coding system. I’ve heard it hurts for most women, but it should soon fade away, okay?”

You breathe out, “Okay… I’m ready.”

“You sure?”

“I’m sure.”

And that was the conformation he needed, slowly pushing into you, letting you take in the feeling and get yourself comfortable. “You doing okay?” he asks.

And for you, it wasn’t even that bad. Maybe you were one of the lucky ones, you don’t know, but it was more of a mild discomfort from the stretch rather than a sharp pain that the research told you. But again, Eddie being under average in his girth may have helped, something you were thankful for compared to how most women would have judged that.

“It’s actually not that bad,” you smile, “Just keep going slow, okay? We haven’t even gotten halfway yet.”

“Okay,” he nods, pushing in another two inches, the discomfort becoming a little bit stronger as you predicted, but not unbearable. It actually caused you to moan a little, something Eddie had been doing the second his dick pushed half an inch into your vagina.

“Only a bit more, okay sweetheart?” he says softly, you nodding as he slowly pushes in the final three inches, the discomfort subsiding into pleasure as you whine out.

“Fuck…” Eddie moans, “You are so incredibly tight.”

You giggle, causing yourself to clench around him, a growl erupting from his throat. God, he was vocal, and you loved every second of it.

“You can start moving now, my love.”

This was now where Eddie basically took over, his inexperience making him nervous, especially with how much he hurt you the last time. He wanted this time to be special. This was gonna be the first time for both of you, and he sure as hell wasn’t about to ruin that. He needed this to be perfect with the girl he loved.

He tried his best to find a steady rhythm, but was struggling. It felt good, but he sighed out frustratedly, you noticing his change in demeanour, “Baby, look at me. Just go in and out, don’t worry about being fast or anything. Just set a pace,” you tell him, cupping his cheeks.

“Yeah. In and out,” he mumbles, slowly pushing in and out, the two of you moaning in sync as he repeats his motion, before he finds himself a rhythm that you both enjoy, noted by a series of whines an groans.

“That’s it, you got it baby,” you say, supported by a sigh.

“That feels so fuckin’ good,” he groans out, deciding that he could speed up now that he found a good rhythm.

“Oh fuck,” you whine, your head falling back against the pillows on Eddie’s bed.

You had always heard that wrapping your legs around your partner’s back would somehow push them even deeper, sending women spiralling down the route of an orgasm.

So, you tried it, reaching your legs around Eddie’s waist, pulling him in closer, hitting something at the back of your pussy that you could only describe as mind-blowing. “Harder, Eddie, please!”

And so he complied, pushing himself both deeper and harder into you, the boy falling apart on top of you. You could only imagine how good this felt for him.

But, once he changed angles, it was over for you. This is what the G-spot must’ve been. You could feel his dick sliding across the top of your vagina, hitting a spot that sent shivers down your spine.

The atmosphere was constant skin slapping against skin, a series of “Fucks” and “Shits” being moaned out by the two of you. You were praying to God none of the neighbours in the trailer park could hear any of this.

“Baby, I’m not gonna last much longer,” Eddie chokes out, his pace already faltering as you reply through broken moans, “Me neither baby, cum with me.”

He moves his hand down to rub your clit, making sure you reach your peak since his thrusts were no longer as hard as they were a mere few minutes ago.

That sensation combined with his dick brushing past your G-spot over and over again caused you to see stars, a loud whine erupting from your throat as you choke out, “Baby, I’m cumming!”

The feeling of your orgasm causing your walls to tighten around him pushes him over too, him stuttering before coming to a halt. You can feel his whole body shake against you, a loud groan mixed in with a whine being let out as his dick pulses in your pussy.

As you both come down from your highs, your pants are the only thing heard in the all but silent atmosphere. Eddie smiles, trying to not let himself fall on top of you as he lets out a “Whoa…”

“Yeah, whoa…” you giggle, Eddie slowly pulling out, taking the condom off and tying it up. “Shit, I don’t have a trash can in here…”

You laugh at him, “You don’t have one in here?”

He begins to walk out to the kitchen, yelling back so you can hear, “Why do you think I have all that shit lying around my room, sweetheart?”

As he appears back in the doorway, you’ve tucked yourself under the covers, replying with, “Good point.”

He shows his goofy smile, one where he shows off his teeth. Your favourite kind of smile on him. He tucks himself under the covers with you, the pile of clothes being left in the middle of his room. You could sort that out tomorrow.

Eddie presses a soft kiss to your forehead as you lay your head on his chest, “Get some sleep, sweetheart. You deserve it.”

You hum in response, closing your eyes, your mind fading away as the final words you mutter are: “I love you.”

And although you can’t see it, Eddie smiles widely, gripping you tighter as he leans his head on top of yours, whispering back, “I love you too, sweetheart.”

And that was the day he knew, you were definitely a keeper.

i hope you enjoyed this my love! and if anything is inaccurate, don't be afraid to let me know <33

#eds6ngel #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson comfort #eddie munson fanfic #stranger things #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson fic #eddie munson x afab reader

[hyperfixat]

What they call you! Obey Me! Brothers.

I have fics lined up and just wanted to share names that I think they’d use on their lover!!!

Lucifer

- little one, little love.

i dont have much reasoning behind it. i like it. you’re human, tiny, idk.

Mammon

- doll, babydoll

seems rigjt idk.

- treasure

yeah yeah cliche idc

Levi

Fucking weeb!!

- gamer.

probably in an ironic way like ‘are you ready gamer 🤓’

- your name.

idk idk idk

Satan

- love.

Romantic woah.

- darling

Again. Tbh anything classic.

Asmodeus

- doll. babydoll.

- baby, babygirl, babyboy

- cutie

no reasoning here!

Beel

- sweetheart

Sweet, food eg theres connection

- your name

straight forawrd

Belphie

- pillow, blanket

as a joke

- babe, baby

Sleepy belphie looking for you :( “babe?” Awhhhhh i love him TT

#obey me x mc #obey me x reader #obey me brothers x reader #obey me lucifer x you #mammon obey me #tags suck #obey me leviathan x reader #obey me mammon x reader #obey me satan x reader #asmodeus x gn reader #beel #obey me beelzebub x reader #belphagor #belphegor x reader #ragh

[catboyfics]

Giving Chocolates To The OM Brothers

i wasn't sure if you wanted them to be separate fics or all together, so i took a guess :) hope you dont mind!! i had to write satan and levi twice because it deleted :(

𝑴𝑨𝑺𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑳𝑰𝑺𝑻

𝑭𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑶𝑴: Obey Me

𝑷𝑨𝑰𝑹𝑰𝑵𝑮: lucifer x reader, satan x reader, beel x reader, belphegor x reader, asmo x reader, levi x reader,

𝑮𝑬𝑵𝑹𝑬 & 𝑾𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑺: fluff; gn reader; no warnings i think except for tooth rotting sweetness

𝑾𝑶𝑹𝑫𝑺: 2.6k

𝑳𝑼𝑪𝑰𝑭𝑬𝑹

He hadn't been expecting gifts or anything

You were dating but he didn't think that gifts meant everything

So when you gave him home-made chocolate for valentines, he was pretty surprised

Very happy surprised though

He had a really bad habit of overworking himself, but whenever he ate one of your chocolates, he remembered to take a break, have a stretch and drink some water

You knocked on the door to Lucifer's office, anxiously holding a little basket. There was a warmth in your cheeks and you looked at the floor. In the basket, there were a bunch of boxes of little chocolates, all made by you.

You were very proud of them, but Luci never asked for gifts and you were nervous that he wouldn't like them.

A voice echoed from inside his office, saying "Come in." You carefully opened the door, doing your best not to disturb him.

"Oh, darling, what do you need?" He said gently once he realized it was you, a smile lighting up his face.

"I made you something." You said sheepishly, feeling guilty for disturbing his work. You knew he had a lot of work to do and you didn't want to drag it out for him.

You gently placed the basket on his desk, telling him what it was.

"I made chocolates for valentines day. I heard your brothers talking about it so I assumed it was celebrated here." You told him with a little smile.

He stood up and walked over to you, wrapping you in a warm hug. You sheepishly hugged back, still feeling guilty for disturbing him.

"I love it, my dear." He said confidently, holding your hands gently and looking so sincerely into your eyes.

He could tell that you were nervous about taking this step in the romance, and he was so proud of you for it.

"How about you sit with me for a bit and we can eat some of these delicious chocolates together."

𝑴𝑨𝑴𝑴𝑶𝑵

When you first gave the chocolates to him, he was actually pretty surprised and very thankful

He quickly turned pretty cocky about it, though, saying things like "I know you love me, you're obsessed." and the sort

This is teasing, of course, and if it makes you uncomfortable he'd stop immediately

He likes to go gambling and when he does he always brings your chocolates because it feels like you're there with him

They're gone pretty quickly cause he eats them all the time.

"Hey, Mammon." You called into his room, walking through the open door.

"Oh, human! Ooh, what's that you have with you? Is it for me?" He joked, sitting up on his bed and putting his phone to the side.

"Actually, it is." You replied with a little smirk, making him blush a bit.

"Really?" He asked, jumping up from his bed like an excited puppy and walking over to you.

"Yeah, I made chocolates for you. You know, because it's like, valentines." You said, warmth making its way to your cheeks as you smiled sincerely at him.

He grinned, grabbing your cheeks and kissing you. "Thank you!" He chirped before snatching one of the boxes out of the basket you'd brought him.

He wandered over to his desk, opening the box and popping one of the small chocolates into his mouth.

"It's good!" He exclaimed, grinning. You were frozen by the sudden turn of events, but glad he liked your gift.

"Hey, come look, I found a video I think you'd like!" He called across the room, jumping happily into his bed with the box as he beckoned you over.

You grinned, wandering over and crawling into his bed with him, getting comfortable as you grabbed a chocolate from the box and popped it into your mouth.

He grabbed your waist and pulled you closer into him, clicking play on the video. You rested your head on his shoulder, eyes fluttering as you watched with a smile on your face.

𝑳𝑬𝑽𝑰𝑨𝑻𝑯𝑨𝑵

He would be too busy in his games to realize you'd entered his room

When you tapped his shoulder though he would feel really bad that he forgot about Valentines. He wouldn't admit it though

He'd say that he was too busy with his game because it had a Valentines event and he wanted to get all of the good characters that were time limited

He'd calm down eventually though and would ask if you needed anything from him

When you show him the chocolates, he'd get really happy. He'd quickly go back to being a tsundere though and say that you didn't need to do anything for him, he didn't even like chocolates that much.

If you didn't know him so well, it might make you sad, but you know that he just has trouble admitting his emotions.

He'd invite you to play games with him and that's how you guys would spend the rest of valentines day.

"Hey, Levi? You busy?" You asked quietly as you knocked on his door. There wasn't a reply, so you assumed he was consumed in his game. You opened the door, careful not to startle him.

You walked over to his desk, smiling sweetly and you held the basket full of chocolates in one hand and tapped his shoulder with the other. He jumped a bit, clearly surprised by your presence.

"Ah, human." He said once he had calmed down a bit. "Oh, it's Valentines day, isn't it. I completely forgot." He said eventually with a slight frown, looking down at the floor dejectedly.

"It's no worry, I just wanted to do something for you." You said with a comforting smile.

"What do you mean? Is there anything you need from me?" He asked, brows furrowing. You shook your head no, lifting up the basket and presenting it to him.

You saw his face light up, a smile gracing his features. His eyes crinkles and you thought you could see them sparkling. You grinned at him, but when he looked up at you he realized he was being very expressive with his emotions and looked away.

"That's really nice of you but I don't need them. I don't even like chocolate that much." He said, avoiding eye contact. You could tell that he was lying.

"Dork." You muttered lovingly, patting him on the head before gesturing him over to the multiplayer console.

𝑺𝑨𝑻𝑨𝑵

From the beginning, he would be very sweet about it

He would have been reading his book before you arrived

He would take a bite of one of the chocolates and feed you the rest

Gives you a bunch of little kisses

He would've bought his own gift for you

He wasn't the greatest cook, so he would've bought you something instead

If you had mentioned wanting something to him, he would've gotten you that

Otherwise, he would've gotten you a book that reminded him of you

He would say how much he loved you and how perfect you were for him

"Hey, can I come in?" You called through his closed door, knocking gently with your free hand.

You heard a hum from the inside and opened the door gently. Satan peeked up from his book, smile forming when he realized it was you.

"My love, do you need anything?" He asked gently, grabbing a bookmark to keep his page as he placed the book on the bedside table.

"No, I wanted to give you something." You said with a smile, watching him come over.

"For me? That's so kind of you." He whispered as he reached you, grinning at you. He looked down into your hands, seeing the tweed basket

"It's no problem. I wanted to treat you for valentines day." You said with a gentle smile. He nodded, turning suddenly and walking over to his bed.

"I actually got you something as well." He said quietly as he reached under his pillow. He pulled out a small box, cupping it gently in his hands as if it were so delicate that it would break if anything happened to it.

He gestured you over and you obeyed, sitting next to him on his bed. You handed him the basket and he handed you the box. You looked one another in the eyes before looking down to open your respective gifts. You opened the small box and your eyes lit up.

You'd been going shopping with Asmo a couple weeks ago and you'd seen something in a shop window that absolutely dazzled you. Once you'd gotten home, you'd told Satan about it.

You hadn't realized that he would get it for you as a gift, you just wanted to share your day with him.

When you looked over to him to see how he liked the chocolates you'd made him, he was looking at you, eyes glimmering with happiness.

You grinned as he pulled you into a hug. He already had one of the small chocolates in hand, taking a little bite out of it. His eyes went wide as the flavors spread around his mouth, holding it out to you for you to try.

After you'd both finished eating the chocolate, he pecked you on the forehead, lying back into his bed and taking you into his arms.

𝑨𝑺𝑴𝑶𝑫𝑬𝑼𝑺

He would be quick, he'd get to you before you were even finished making the chocolates pretty

He'd come into the kitchen right as you were finishing making the chocolates complaining about why you weren't in your room

Then he'd see you making chocolates and stop before grinning at you like "are those for me?"

When you tell him that they are he'd be so happy, but also super proud of you.

He'd be like "look at my amazing partner spoiling me and making me chocolates for valentines day"

He would absolutely have bought something for you

He would also have an entire date planned

He would stay in for breakfast but take you out for an amazing brunch and go shopping with you all day

Then he'd take you out to your favorite place for dinner.

"My dear..." You heard Asmo whine from just down the hall to the entrance of the kitchen. You jumped and tried to hide what you were doing just as he was coming in.

"Why are you down here and not in your room?" He complained, eyes still closed as he leaned against the fridge. "Oh? What's this?" He asked as he opened his eyes and saw the setup laid out before you.

You opened your mouth to reply before he realized. "Oh! You're making chocolates, aren't you!" He exclaimed, and loving sparkle decorating his eye. "Are these for me?" He asked sweetly, wrapping his arms around your waist.

You nodded, going back to finishing up the last few chocolates. He plucked one from their tray on the counter and popped it in his mouth. He hummed in approval, smiling. Once he was finished chewing, he kissed the top of your head sweetly.

"We have a busy day, my love." He told you, unwrapping his arms from around you to grab another chocolate. "I've planned a lot for us. First, we can go out for a delicious brunch, then we can go shopping all day. Then, we'll go to your favorite restaurant for dinner!"

"Mmm, okay." You said with a lazy grin, smiling back at him. "Just let me finish up here."

𝑩𝑬𝑬𝑳𝒁𝑬𝑩𝑼𝑩

He would know immediately that you were making chocolate. He would be able to smell it.

He'd go down to the kitchen and start "helping"

His help consisted of taste tests

By the end of it, you had only two or three proper chocolates.

He had eaten everything else

He ate one of the actual chocolates and his face lit up

He was like "this is amazing"

Thought you were actually a sorcerer and you used magic to make the chocolates taste so good

He'd let you have one of the chocolates even though it made him a bit sad

Then he'd take you out for dinner

"Ah, Beel!" You jumped, looking over your shoulder as he wrapped his hands around your waist.

"Why are you making chocolate?" He asked, brows furrowing as he fought not to taste anything on the counter in front of you.

"For you, silly." You said with a sweet laugh. "It's Valentines day, remember?" You said as his eyes lit up. He'd forgotten, but plans for dinner were already forming in his head.

"Oh." He said in realization, but quickly elaborated. "We should go out for dinner." He grinned at you. You couldn't say no to that.

You nodded, smiling back at him before returning to the chocolates you were making. He grabbed a clean spoon from one of the drawers and took a relatively big spoonful of the chocolate you were tempering. You looked back at him in surprise as he stuck the entire thing in his mouth, humming contently.

"Beel!" You quietly scolded, though you were grinning. His antics were always fun. He shook his head apologetically, but when he was finished eating the chocolate he seemed very happy.

This continued on until you were finished making the chocolates, only having two because of how much Beel "tasted". You sighed, though you weren't upset. You saw Beel's big hand reaching for one of the chocolates and watched as he put it in his mouth. He lit up and his eyes widened as he stared at you. He looked bewildered, still finishing the chocolate.

You chuckled, looking at him lovingly.

"I love you, Beel."

"I love you more."

𝑩𝑬𝑳𝑷𝑯𝑬𝑮𝑶𝑹

He really wouldn't like it when you wake him up

He'd be like "what do you wantttt" not realizing it was you

When he realized it was you he'd actually sit up and stuff and chat

And when you told him you'd made him chocolates he'd be really happy

He'd be like

"You didn't have to do that for me, these are amazing, you're amazing."

He'd drag you into the bed and cuddle you

He'd sleep on you like you were a pillow after.

You knocked gently on the door in front of you, checking if he was awake. As you suspected, he wasn't, so you slowly pushed the door open. He was sleeping in his bed, swamped in blankets and clutching a pillow to his chest.

You walked over to the side of his bed, gently shaking his shoulder. "Belphie, wake up." You said quietly, receiving a grumble into the pillow he was hugging. You shook him a little more, trying to wake him before his eyes cracked open and looked up at you.

"Oh, human." He said in a whisper, smiling at you and moving over in the bed to make space for you. He looked down and saw the basket in your hands, brows furrowing. "What's that?" He questioned.

"I made you chocolates because it's Valentines day." You said with a bashful smile, making his face light up. He motioned for you to sit down next to him on the bed and you did as he propped himself up against the headboard.

You plucked a chocolate from the basket and handed it to him, watching his face as he bit into it.

"These are amazing." He said in awe. "You're amazing. I can't believe you made these for me." He said before finishing off that chocolate. "You didn't have to, you know. I don't need anything for Valentines."

You shook your head. "No, I wanted to. I love you, you know." You said with a sweet smile.

He smiled bashfully and hugged you, burying his head in the crook of your head.

"You're so amazing. I don't understand how some people aren't in love with you."

#belphegor x reader #lucifer x reader #beelzebub x reader #asmodeus x reader #satan x reader #mammon x reader #leviathan x reader #male reader #female reader #gender neutral reader #gn reader #x male reader #x reader #reader #y/n #x female reader #x gn reader #obey me #obey me x reader #belphegor #lucifer #beelzebub #asmodeus #satan #mammon #leviathan #jasper's fics

[2af-afterdark]

If We Cannot Keep

Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Non-Con/Rape Category: F/M Fandom: Shall We Date?: Obey Me! Relationships: MC/Satan+Asmodeus+Beelzebub+Belphegor Characters: Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphegor, Main Character Additional Tags: afab!mc (they/them), noncon/rape, breeding, pregnancy, somnophilia, yandere Summary: The brothers refuse to give up the person they love the most. They will do whatever it takes to keep ahold of them. A/N: The ask leads to this post. Since it was not my original idea, I am also posting 🍋 anon's consent to make this a fic. Sorry, but adding all the brothers is really hard, so only some are getting explicit moments. Word Count: 2161

The sun poured through the slits in their blinds and they woke up to that blinding light feeling like they hadn't gotten a minute of rest. It had been like that the last month or so, but recently they'd also started developing an ache in their hips and a throbbing in their head to go with it.

The mornings were pure torture as they went about the house searching for clothing in their stupor. Perhaps it was due to their still exhausted state or maybe it was the way the light played against the walls as it worked its way into their flat, but they swore they saw something darting back and forth in the corner of their eye. Though, when they turned their head nothing was there.

They were probably just anxious for today.

When was the last time they'd seen their partner in person? At least a few days. Between finals and papers and other miscellaneous bullshit, they hadn't had time for personal matters. Today was different. Today was all about showing their partner a good time.

As they finished putting themselves together and started to head out the door, their phone started to ring. They fished it out, noting that it was an interdimensional call from Beel and chuckling quietly to themselves before picking it up.

"Hello?"

"He-"

"Darling!" Asmo cut in and nearly blew out their eardrum.

"Hey, Asmo. What's up?"

"Well, Beel said he was calling you and I didn't want to be left out, especially because you're feeling so good right now."

"Is it that obvious?" They didn't know their emotions reached that far across dimensions when it came to the demons they shared a pact with.

"Why are you so happy?" Beel asked and they could hear him chewing something on the other end.

"Oh, well…" Their face felt like it was burning up. "I have a date today."

The other end went silent for what seemed like an entire minute before Asmo finally chirped up, "Look at you~ Getting lucky so soon after turning someone else down."

"Asmo…" Beel warned faintly over the receiver.

"Are you still upset about that?" They didn't mean to hurt their precious demons, but they also couldn't lie and say they felt that way about them.

"Of course not~" He whined as if insulted. "I'm just happy that you're happy."

"Thanks. I'm actually heading out now, so I have to go. Talk to you both later?"

"Always, Darling."

"See you later," Beel said just before ending the call.

They walked out of their house, tumbler of coffee in hand to fight off the tiredness that wouldn't leave their bones. By the time they showed up at the meeting spot, the entire container was long gone.

They planned the entire day together: movie, the park, dinner at a nice place. It was going to be wonderful.

Unfortunately, they could barely stay awake through the movie and dozed off against their partner's shoulder at the park. It was hard to stay awake and focused for some reason.

By the end of the day, they sat down with their partner at the restaurant. They reached across the table to hold their hands. They ordered dinner, selecting something they usually wouldn't glance twice at. Their partner made a joke about pickles and ice cream, and they grimaced. It wasn't funny.

Actually, now that they were together… their partner was worried. They'd been different lately. It was probably stress or something, but they were clearly out of it. They loved going on dates, but maybe it was better in the meantime to focus on themselves. They needed to ensure they were taking care of themselves.

As much as they didn't want to do that, they agreed. Maybe a small break was best for them. Although, when they got home home they couldn't help but flop into their bed and cry themselves to sleep.

It was the dead of night. Their eyes fluttered open slowly, groggily blinking as their consciousness drifted just out of reach. Everything felt stiff; their joints, head, arms, legs. It was like their muscles refused to work. Even so, it felt like their body was on fire as heat pooled in their stomach and spread outward.

The more they started to awaken, the more things they slowly started to notice were out of place than just their muscles. There were strange noises in the darkness; growling, muttering, creaking, and wet slapping. 

Dancing in the blurry haze of their opening eyes were strange shapes that slowly came more into view as their mind began to wake up. The shapes blended together against the black backdrop of their room, but they could clearly make out that one of them – broader than the others – was moving above them.

"Hungh?" They groaned. "Wha-?"

"Oh no," someone muttered at the edge of their consciousness. "They're waking up. Put them back under."

"I'm trying." Someone else muttered and their head began to pound and ache.

"They got tighter…"

"Are you bragging?"

They knew those voices and the shape of those shadows; Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, and Belphegor. Their head was lying in Belphegor's lap as he rested his hands on either side of it. Satan and Asmodeus were on either side of them. Beelzebub was more difficult to see but they swore he was in front of them.

"What are… you doing here?" They didn't remember summoning them.

"Shit," Belphegor swore and their head pounded again. "Go back to sleep."

Why couldn't they understand what was happening? Everything took so much effort and felt so difficult. It was like their entire body was made of stone.

All they knew was that something felt off.

They let their eyes wander downward toward where it felt warm. Beelzebub was anchored between their legs, large hands pressing against the back of their knees as he forced them against their chest, lips shimmering in the darkness as they dripped with an unknown liquid, and hips snapping forward with a grunt.

The scene didn't make sense at first, but when it finally clicked all the drowsiness washed away instantly. Their body still felt heavy, but their mind finally understood the horror of what was happening.

"Oh dear, you caught us," Asmodeus sighed. "And it was all going so well, too."

They were struck with terror. Even as a sickening feeling joined that heat building up inside of them, they couldn't look away. "Wh-what are you-?"

"So sorry, Darling. You usually sleep through this." 

"Belphie!" Satan snapped.

The youngest of them rolled his eyes. "You try to keep them under when it's Beel's turn. I'm amazed they didn't wake up sooner today.

"Put them back under." Satan accentuated each word like a threat.

"Working on it."

They tried to jerk away from his grip, finding it difficult. "No!"

"Oh don't be like that~" Asmodeus smiled a little too wide. "Since you're awake now, you should enjoy it as much as us."

Asmodeus leaned down over their face, biting their bottom lip between his teeth to draw blood. It was such a sweet taste against his lips that he had to lick it all up to make sure he savored every drop. Their panicked expression was so adorable that he couldn't help but smile down at them as blood rushed to his cheeks, turning his face red with desire. 

"Don't look away, Darling," he sang as his hand trailed over their stomach, rubbing small circles in the same spot pooling with heat before he drifted upward to grope at their breasts. "Don't you want to see how well your body's been trained? I doubt that human partner of yours could even satisfy you after the heaven you've experienced."

He said human like it was a dirty word; like they weren't also human. Like he wasn't enjoying every sickening squelch of their very human body being violated by his brother or the bouncing of their tits as he forced his firm cock into them over and over again and their comparably small body was forced to endure the constant slap of his hips against theirs.

A strained croak dryly snaked out of their throat as they tried to speak. Their tongue felt so very heavy as they opened their mouth to speak. "Sto-"

Before the word was fully out, someone clamped a hand over their mouth.

Satan's brilliant green eyes peered down at them with a smirk, lidded and pressed tight. "I wouldn't try that if I were you." He slipped two fingers past their lips to grasp onto their tongue. "After all, we want to hear you scream more for us, so removing this would be unfortunate."

Their teeth scraped against Satan's fingers as the taste of salt and copper flooded their mouth. His fingers reached further back into their throat, curling downward and making them feel like they were going to choke (or maybe puke). All they knew for certain was how all of their muscles tensed up in terror, making the cock inside of them feel so much bigger than it already was.

Between Satan working at their mouth, Asmo's hands squeezing their chest, Belphegor messing with their head, and Beelzebub dragging his cock along their tight walls in his mission to hit every sensitive spot he could, they couldn't hold out any longer. Their legs began to tremble and shake, spasming in Beelzebub's strong grip as their eyes rolled back in their head and they were forced to cum on the cock that wouldn't stop churning up their insides at a brutal pace.

Tears streamed down their face, burning against their cheeks as they silently pleaded for this to be over. Instead, it got worse. Beelzebub's hips bucked against them more quickly, disregarding the clear bruises he was starting to leave in their skin. 

"Pu-h." Please. They tried to beg one last time for mercy, for the brothers to stop before they betrayed their precious human's trust and love anymore than they already had, but their words were lost between their grotesque sobbing and around Satan's fingers.

It wasn't until they felt Beelzebub's strokes start to grow fast and shallow before stopping that the horror truly sunk in, though. When the sensation of him filling them up with hot liquid finally hit them, they couldn't help but weep. 

A hand gently reached up to brush away their tears. "Shhhh. None of that now," Asmodeus coo'd. "If you exhaust yourself by crying, how do you ever expect to make it through the night?"

Their eyes widened in horror at the implication; a horror that became all too real as Beelzebub withdrew his fat cock from their abused hole and they felt a new one align against their entrance.

"We promise," Belphegor said, "whoever the father of your baby is, we'll all love it as much as we do you. Isn't that better than whatever some random human could give you?"

Baby?

"They won't have a choice," Satan added. "After all, I doubt their partner will tolerate finding out they cheated."

This wasn't cheating.

"What a pathetic waste of existence," Asmodeus spoke as he messaged their chest with a firm grip. "But don't worry, Darling ~ We would never treat you like that. We'll always love you, just the same as your body will always love and need us."

This wasn't love.

Whoever was nestled between their legs now (they dared not look) finally pushed forward, parting their slick, messy folds as the head of his cock sank inside of them and pushed against all the cum already flooding their cunt.

They screamed and cried around Satan's fingers as a new person began to rhythmically buck his hips forward.

Even with all the fear running through them, they couldn't help but notice how heavy their eyelids were starting to feel. Belphegor rubbed his index and middle fingers on either side of their temples in much the way one would soothe a headache and it felt relaxing despite how much adrenaline was pumping through their veins.

"You need to relax or else you'll stress out the baby." His eyes closed and theirs soon followed. "You must be so tired after today, so let us take care of everything while you rest."

Sleep sounded so good right now.

"I promise that nothing but good dreams like this one await."

They couldn't even think a terrible thought about the brothers who had betrayed their trust one final time before sleep overtook them and they passed out. They certainly couldn't even feel how they had cum around the new cock violating them as Belphegor's magical sleep settled into their every nerve.

The sun poured through the slits in their blinds and they woke up to that blinding light feeling like they hadn't gotten a minute of rest. It had been like that the last month or so, but recently they'd also started developing an ache in their hips and a throbbing in their head to go with it.

#2af writes #obey me smut #lucifer smut #mammon smut #leviathan smut #satan smut #asmodeus smut #beelzebub smut #belphegor smut #afab fic #cw noncon #cw breeding #cw pregnancy #cw somnophilia #cw yandere

[sassykattery]

Dollface Pt. 7

What's a smut fic in October without a lil monsterfucking?

CW: Main Character is afab, uses she/her pronouns. MC shows body insecurity. Profanity. Smut scene: oral (f! receiving), piv, creampie. Use of gendered terms: reader called "Good girl" "little girl". Size kink. Monsterfucking.

The main character is afab, uses she/her pronouns. This story is meant to be somewhat curvy/plus-sized reader insert, but the main character is given a physical description, but it's not crucial to the story or mentioned often after Part 1.

Themes: Romance. Magic. Adventure. Sex. Smut. Diavolo x fem! MC.

Characters: Main Character. Diavolo. Satan. Mammon.

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Once he was in her room, he gently kicked the door shut and locked it. He walked over to her bed and laid her back against the mattress gently, like she was his most prized porcelain doll.

"I-I, um, want you like... like this," she stated. He hummed approvingly and nodded, walking away to turn off the light, but then she called out to him again. "You can leave it on..." She sounded uncertain.

"You're sure?" He walked back to her, standing in front of her knees that dangled off the edge of the bed.

She looked away and back at him.

"I've noticed you prefer this in the dark," he added.

"I just... I don't look like you or most other people, humans, I mean. I know I'm not conventionally attractive," she replied, sounding disheartened.

"Darling," he murmured, climbing on top of her. "Though you can't see, I can when we're in the dark. I see every inch of this form, and I truly love every curve and how soft you are. You have nothing to worry about." He kissed her sweetly then, his tongue lapping at hers before breaking away. "So, it is my duty, I believe, to worship you in hopes you'll believe me."

Slowly, he crawled back and then came off the bed. At his full height, he stood and began to strip. His chains and fur fell to the floor in a heap, followed by his harem pants and boots next to it. He stood like a god before her, and when he looked down at her, he could feel, with his heightened senses, her arousal bleaching him like the most illustrious perfume.

"You're so... ethereal," she declared in a whisper. He crawled on top of her again, nudging her up the bed to lay in the middle.

"I think you are better suited for such a word, my darling. Seeing you when you first wake up is a privilege. All of my love tied up in this one body before me. It's almost too much to think about how much I love and adore you."

Her eyes began to shine then, her emotions peaking with his words.

"I love you too," she mumbled, pulling him down for more kisses. He gladly gave them to her, feeling her touch all over his body.

And thus began a slow series of rolls and turns as he helped rid her of her sleepwear, tossing it all aside lackadaisically. Their hands continued to busy themselves with all the groping and grabbing, massaging and squeezing, that they could get. Her hands greedily went for his new appendages, his wings and horns, to explore their texture and discover their sensitivity. Anytime she grabbed his horn, he groaned and leaned into her touch. But when she caressed his wings, that made him moan outright, never letting another have him like this.

"What else can your magic do?" She asked playfully, looking at him with a wicked gleam in her eyes.

"Where have you always wanted to have sex at?" He asked in the same manner, grinning at her.

"Hmm..." she hummed thoughtfully. "I wouldn't mind maybe something like an under the stars thing."

"Close your eyes."

As told, she did, and then in the next moment, he tapped her shoulder.

Her eyes opened to see a dark sky glittering with so many stars she had never seen in her life. Plagued by light pollution and low viewing areas, she had never seen such a sky full of the galaxy she learned about. She could see stardust, twinkling and pulsating lights, brilliant arrays of colors. To the right and left were mountain ranges with snowcapped peaks. The air was fresh and quiet, the evening's serenade of fauna filling the emptiness.

And, of course, he was enthralled with her reaction, feeling her breathing nearly stop and her hands tighten their hold on him.

"Tell me you didn't just teleport us," she murmured, still gawking at the sky above.

He chuckled. "No, love. This is an illusion, but this is a real place I had been to in Japan and saw this very sky myself."

"It's beautiful." One of her hands reached down to feel her sheets still beneath them, but she couldn't see if they were laying on her bed or if they were on something else.

"I thought it was definitely one of the most beautiful things I'd seen in my lifetime," he replied in a murmur. "That was... until I met you."

She finally looked back at him, his golden eyes glittering.

"You continue to amaze me," she said, shaking her head.

"I haven't even shown you my best tricks yet," he murmured.

"Show me a little more," she mumbled before kissing him passionately, her hands coming to rest on either side of his head.

He groaned approvingly and reciprocated, eventually moving to her neck and the rest of her body, trailing down further and further until he stopped at her core.

"May I?" He asked, looking up at her and sliding her leg onto his shoulder.

She nodded and spread her other leg out for him. His dominant hand came to rub his fingers against her lower lips, spreading them open to gaze at the glistening slick accumulating there.

"I've been craving the taste of you for a while now. One taste is not enough," he commented before placing a kiss on her heat. She squirmed slightly, and her hand came to grip the sheets. He took that hand away and placed it on his head again. "Grab onto me instead," he commanded.

Lowering his head, he pressed his mouth against her spread cunt and began to lick it enthusiastically. His tongue took swipes at her clit, making her moan out, finally, with her hips bucking up into him. His other hand took hold of her hip, his thumb running back and forth across her skin. Her fingers curled into his fiery locks and pulled slightly. Seeing that as a clue of her enjoyment, he brought his lips up to suck her clit, his fingers moving away from her lips to drop lower and prod at her entrance. Feeling his finger get sucked in, he sunk in all the way to the hilt of his digit in one go.

"Ahh!" She called out, her face wrecked with pleasure already.

He moaned back to her, the sound vibrating against her heat. That only made her climb higher as the bliss lapped at her in waves. His finger then began to pump in and out, and soon enough, he added a second digit to start scissoring her open.

"Yes, yes, yes! Fuck! Diavolo you feel so good, fuck, I love you! I love this!" She began to actually babble for the first time. A rapturous smile adorned her face, and it sent his body racing with adrenaline to keep it going. With her like this, he couldn't stop anytime soon.

Taking away his hand, he tilted his face down slightly to sink his tongue into her quivering pussy. She twitched and slurred slightly, feeling his presence inside her. But what made her look down was when his tongue didn't stop sliding in. It felt enormously thick and longer, unlike what she had remembered from the first time they did this.

He kept his eyes on her, and when she had stared at him blankly for so long, he flicked the muscle against her walls, and she was sent to another level of pleasure. Her back arched deeply, and her other hand came to curl into his hair as well.

"Oh shit–" she gasped when she felt him wriggling more inside her. "Oh fuck, don't stop now. Pleeeeease don't stop. Whatever this is, keep going." Her voice had dropped in pitch and into a low groan. A burning fire started deep within her, a heat pooling in her center as he began fucking her with his tongue, sliding in and out and still continuously rubbing her walls incessantly.

Feeling brave, her hands finally took purchase of his horns, and the Demon Lord's eyes widened. The heat of her hands there, her essence on his tongue, bathing in her scent, it was all too much for him. His hips wanted to rut against the sheets, ready to take her, but he demonstrated great patience thus far; he wasn't going to ruin it now.

Diavolo took hold of her hips as he ravenously ate her out, bringing her closer and closer to ecstasy. Her body began to tremble as that singular flame in her core began to catch, spreading to the rest of her body. He noticed her breathing becoming shallow, little gasps escaping her throat between lewd moans. She was creaming around him, more of her slick coating his tongue. Her own body started to tigthen up, her thighs trying to collapse around his head.

"Please," she gasped, gripping his horns tighter. A traitorous tear ran down her cheek. His hands kept a death grip on her hips, seeking to bring her to her climax.

That's it, so close, he thought as he tried to sink his tongue as deep as it'd go into her pulsing cunt.

"Dia!" She gasped once more, heat dancing up her limbs and tracing back to her throbbing center. She cried as her orgasm overtook her, making her writhe under his hands, her thighs clamped around his head. Her cum flowed right onto his tongue and dripped out over his lips and chin. He drank every bit of her up, a growl vibrating in his chest at her sweet taste.

When her orgasm ceased, she instantly fell limp, breathing harshly and twitching. Finishing up his, well, "breakfast," he climbed up and laid himself on her, taking her weak arms and placing them over his shoulders to then hold her tightly. He gave her the time to recover as he listened to her breath rate slow, her heart not pounding quite so hard.

She hummed and turned her head, nuzzling his cheek. Lifting himself up, he looked down at her to find her gazing at him dreamily.

"That was a pretty good trick," she mumbled. He huffed air through his nose in amusement and kissed her cheek. Though, she became a bit more greedy as she kissed his lips, her legs wrapping around his waist.

"Naughty little girl," he grumbled against her lips. "Already wanting more?"

"I always want more of you," she whispered. Biting his earlobe, she whispered, "Fuck me, please."

"Mm, I thought you wanted me to make love to you," he murmured in reply, stroking her shoulders.

"There's a difference?" She asked naively.

"I would say there is," he answered somewhat thoughtfully. "So which is it?"

"Maybe a mix of both," she replied, looking up into his eyes then.

"Both it is," he agreed.

The Demon Lord started slow, kissing her everywhere available to him, trailing all over her body to physically show her his love for her form. He planted love bites where he saw fit, even one on her shoulder that could show if she wasn't careful. His hands rested nowhere, too busy caressing all her curves and enjoying the feel of her velvety soft skin beneath his fingertips.

"You'll never understand what this does for me," he murmured, kissing her neck again. "I cannot be convinced that you weren't made for me. Every bit of you sends my body aflame, makes my heart skip, my mind stutters. Your beauty knows no bounds, in my eyes."

She wasn't sure what to say then, but really, she didn't have to say anything with the way she looked at him so adoringly. He knew her feelings were mutual and true.

It then occurred to him that he forgot to mention something.

"Ah, um, I'm not sure if you noticed, but I'm quite different in this form," he stated matter-of-factly.

"Yes?" She agreed, confused by the statement.

"Well, that extends to all parts of me," he added, trying to hint at something.

Her eyes instantly flickered down and back up. "How different is it?" She asked, knowing what he meant.

"Mostly size," he admitted.

Her brows knitted together, and she looked askance. "Just when I was getting used to the other one..." she mumbled.

"Don't worry too much. I will still go slow, and you can tell me to stop," he added. He paused for a minute and caught her gaze again. "I don't want to hurt you, and I can change back anytime."

"Let's just try. I wasn't sure about taking you before, and I did it," she replied. He nodded and kissed her forehead.

"That's my good girl."

His dominant hand reached down between them again to start rubbing her clit, making her mewl and hum softly. Not making her wait much longer, he slid in two fingers and began pumping into her again. Her face was wrecked with pleasure once more while she tried to keep her focus on his face, as he did in return.

"That's it, baby, I'm going to open you up," he murmured to her.

She nodded, so he slowly added a third digit, making her squirm slightly at the stretch. Three of his fingers were easily more than four of hers. He felt her slick start to drip out of her, letting him know she was close.

"Dia," she whimpered, "Give me your cock."

And how could he say no? He was satisfied with his prep, so he pulled his hand away to start stroking his cock with it, covering it in her essence. Rubbing the fat head up and down her clit had her moaning loudly then. He caught onto her entrance after guiding it downward, groaning as he sank in.

"Fuck," he rasped, holding himself over her to watch her expression. Her eyes were wide but not panicked, just surprised. There was some resistance as the head popped in, but with one short thrust, he had slid more of his fat cock into her.

He realized she wasn't just looking at his face but all over, especially at his horns and wings.

"Is this what you wanted?" He asked, curious to her demeanor.

"Yes... Oh, sorry, I just... I'm sorry for staring," she finally looked away shamefully.

"No, please, look at me," he murmured, using his hand to guide her face forward again.

"This is what I wanted. It's amazing," she finally stated.

He smiled down at her and lowered himself back onto her, wrapping arms beneath her back. "Ready?"

She nodded. Slowly, he started thrusting again, his cock stretching her open even further. The burn was only temporary, as the more he pumped himself in, the easier it became.

"Oh fuck, you're so big," she finally whimpered, the initial shock wearing off.

"You're doing so good for me, baby, taking all of me," he groaned in her ear. She turned her head to kiss him. Her fingers dug into his biceps with her claw-like nails pressing crescents into his flesh deliciously, he thought. "So tight," he added with a wicked grin.

Thrust for thrust, he felt his nature wanting to take over. The pride said to make her squeal like never before, the demon said to fuck her until she passed out, and his own heart said he wanted to make sure this was all she would be able to think about for the rest of their days.

"Baby," he called to her in a husky tone. His wings stood on end as he started thrusting faster.

"Fuck me," she replied seemingly to his thoughts.

Perfect.

Keeping a tight hold on her, he lifted her up as he sat upright on his knees, and without a moment of reprieve, he started rigorously bouncing her up and down on his cock while thrusting his hips up into her roughly. Her moans fell out in time with each bounce. Eagerly, he dove down for her tits and began lavishly lapping at them, sucking her nipples and using his teeth to scrape the tender nubs.

"Ah! Diavolo!" She gave a short scream. Her walls were already so tight, and he could feel her body start to go rigid.

"Cum for me, baby, let go," he growled into her chest. He turned his head back up to her shoulder and placed more kisses and bites on her skin. When he felt her tell-tale signs of an orgasm, the tremble, the short gasps, her hips rutting back into his, he sank his teeth into the junction of her neck and shoulder. This sent her over the edge as he continued to rail into her until he felt her fall limp again.

He gently fell forward to lay her back. She was just coming down from the high when he murmured,

"I can make you a promise, my little darling, one everlasting and binding to us both."

Her haze started to fade at his words, and she looked up at him blearily.

"What is it?"

"I can give you a ring, tying us together," he answered.

"Wait, are you–"

"No, love, but I'll happily oblige you in the near future. Using my magic, I can tie us together so that no matter where we may go, we are always unified," he replied with a chuckle.

"Sounds like proposing to me," she muttered.

He shook his head and kissed her hand that he brought up to his lips.

"How does it work?" She finally indulged her own curiosity.

"I seal a very small part of my magic within this ring that will go on a part of your body, of your choosing of course, and I will do the same to myself," he replied.

"I suppose I could go for that. Put it here," she held up her hand away from his face, which had incidently been her left hand he brought up. "On the ring finger," she added with a grin, wriggling the finger she meant.

"It would be my honor," Diavolo answered. He took a hold of her finger within two of his, and in a low pitch, so low she couldn't make out his words, he verbalized the encantation.

She watched her hand intently, waiting for any sign of the spell working. Suddenly, a black line began to slowly encircle her finger where a ring would sit. Shifting onto one arm, Diavolo held up his left hand to show the same magical ink threading across the same finger. Before them, a glittering golden string started from the ink on his finger, twirling its way over to hers. When the connection was made, there was a brief surge of heat in her hand before it dissipated just as quickly.

"And now we belong to one another," he murmured, looking at their hands.

"I love you," she spoke in a rush, throwing her arms around his neck and kissing him suddenly. He reciprocated immediately, holding her tightly.

Quickly, in a frenzy, they began to grope and grab at one another, their kiss devolving into being all tongue, teeth, and loud moans between them. He grabbed her legs and threw them onto his shoulders, folding her into a mating press. The way he pounded into her was loving and deep, making sure she felt every ounce of his desire and love for her.

"I love– agh, you too," he grunted.

"Fuck, baby!" She wailed, holding onto her legs then.

"Need you, need to make you mine," he spoke more animalistically then.

"I'm yours, take me," she whined back, tears openly starting to track down her face. "Let everyone know I belong to the Prince of the Devildom."

Those words threw him off the edge, pounding her harder and grunting like a mad demon. His grunts turned into growls and broken words of "Fuck," "Take it," and "I love you." His orgasm finally crashed like a tidal wave, forcing him to hold her tightly and still, growls and groans still escaping his lips. Hers came not too long after, her soft walls pulsating hard against his throbbing cock as he filled her with his cum.

It was quiet again, and Diavolo realized she was quieter than normal. He pulled back to see her eyes were shut, lips slightly parted, and breaths extremely shallow. The tear streaks on her face were noticeable, too

"My love," he murmured, stroking her face. She stirred only slightly with her body twitching.

Decidedly, he broke the illusion, leaving them in her bedroom once more, sprawled out on her bed. Though, he realized it was now broken, more than likely due to him, and he felt guilty for it. With careful movements, he put her legs back down on the mattress and pulled out of her, transforming back to his human form. Seeing as though she was still lost in limbo, he worked to clean her up, donning his clothes again and collecting hers to fold and lay beside her.

Soon enough, she stirred again, seemingly a bit more alive as she croaked out the prince's name,

"Dia."

"I'm here," he said, settling in beside her. She rolled into his embrace and nuzzled into his neck.

"That was amazing," she mumbled into his flesh. He grinned and stroked her back.

"Mm, it was. I'm glad you thought so, too. Are you hurt?" He murmured back, kissing the top of her head.

"A little sore, but I'm okay," she replied dreamily, her fingers dancing along his shoulder blades.

She dozed off like that, and soon enough, the demon prince pulled her blankets on top of them and found himself snoozing right along with her, both in pure bliss.

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And that's how it was for several weeks. Diavolo made himself at home with her and her parents, who eventually gave up on the idea of making them sleep separately, especially after several episodes of them falling asleep on the couch together. They had realized the two lovebirds were young and infatuated, and it was a precious time to be in. The prince also managed to charm his way into her parents' hearts as well. He learned to help with dishes and do some of the house maintenance her father couldn't get to anymore with age. Though, these were all things he never thought he'd do in his realm, he learned to love the mundane living of humans. It was peaceful and simple, something he didn't know he enjoyed this much.

And, of course, there was her, the light of his life. He watched her finish up her higher education, so very proud when she ran straight into his arms after her finals, waving her test grades around joyously. Diavolo was sure to remind her when they were alone, just how proud he was of her accomplishments.

One afternoon, she and the Demon Lord were visiting her favorite coffee shop to grab a couple of treats. Diavolo had been waiting in her car while she went in and grabbed them when she was met with a stranger, a rather unique one that certainly stood out in the shop.

She had been waiting for their order to be finished when she heard a deep masculine voice suddenly speak to her.

"Apologies, I'm sorry to interrupt, but I have a question."

She turned her head and cranked it back to stare into a set of green-blue eyes with bright blonde locks that stood out against his ivory skin. He was wearing a cream jacket with one sleeve left off, teal button-up, black jeans, and black loafers.

"Yes?" She asked suspiciously.

"I'm looking for someone, and I was wondering if you knew–"

Suddenly, her name was called out, but she remained still until another man barged into the store as well. He beelined straight for the man in front of her, who turned to face the other man. This one had white hair, golden brown skin, and what looked to be a designer track jacket.

"Oi, Satan, Beel just took off. We need to go," the white-haired one stated.

"One moment, Mammon, I was just–" and just as the one with golden blonde hair turned to look at her, she was gone. She had taken the moment to quickly grab her order and ran out the door to her car while the first one had his back turned.

"Mammon, she might've been who we were looking for. She looked like the woman from the photo we found of Diavolo in that security footage at the mall," Satan groaned. Mammon looked around out the windows and saw two cars trying to leave the parking lot.

"Well, it's gotta be one of those two cars," he replied, watching both drive off, memorizing their license plates.

"Did you get the license plates?" Satan asked, folding his arms.

"Yup. Now let's go get Beel," Mammon replied, walking out. Satan sighed again and followed his younger brother out the door.

Soon, Diavolo, we'll get you home. Soon.

Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed.

Post made by sassykattery. Do not repost. Reblogs and comments appreciated.

Tags: @delphi-dreamin @itsmeninerz @flemmingbamse @themythicaldisaster @attic-club-sandwich @biteable-pink-pixie @marvelous-maniac

#obey me #obey me shall we date #sassywrites #sassystories #obey me fanfic #obey me diavolo #diavolo smut #diavolo x fem! mc #diavolo x female reader #dollface fic #dollfic #dollface #diavolo x f! oc #its gettin good yall

[obeymycok]

Demon bros vs Karen

I work at a trampoline park and unfortunately there's no shortage of crazy people who take their kids there. Last 2 weeks have been especially rough due to being understaffed and reaching max capacity all the time so this is a very self indulgent fic/headcanons. The bros come to see MC at work and someone is just absolutely going off on their precious human. MC is literally almost in tears but the Karen doesn't let up. What would the most powerful Rulers of Hell do to stand up for their MC?

I started this in the beginning of August and it took a more comforting turn at the end. 

Taglist: @trashlord-007 @asmos-slut ​  @q-ueue @simpinginthecorner @thatoneweebdammit

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"If you all aren't ready to go through this portal in 3 seconds I'm leaving you behind!" Lucifer yelled at his disorganized, bickering brothers.

"He started it!" Levi whined as he smacked Mammon one more time for good measure.

"I don't care who started it, I'll finish it!" Lucifer yelled before letting out a very tired sigh. Maybe it wasn't the best idea to take all 7 of them to the human world to visit MC. Mammon and Beel were excited to jump around and go wild. Satan and Belphie wanted to see what you do at work and catch up a bit. Asmo wanted to see all the cute kids but was worried about getting sweaty and dirty. Levi wasn't really down for all the people but you promised he could chill in the break room on the employee wifi if it ever got too much. And Lucifer just wanted to check up on you and make sure you were doing fine they all simp so bad it's embarrassing lmfao.

They finally get to the parking lot and see that the place is PACKED. Levi immediately gets nervous, while the other mostly just get annoyed. They walk in anyway towards the front desk where they see a long line.

"Looks like only one register is working." Satan stated as he realized no one else was at the other monitors.

"UHHH of course we had to pick a busy day..." Levi grumbled to himself as he slipped his headphones on.

Lucifer was about to scold the lot when they heard a shout from the front.

"Are you sure you know what you're doing? This is taking forever! Besides I'm already paying this much money for the wristbands alone and now you want me to PURCHASE special SOCKS too!? Fuck you!"

“I feel bad for whoever’s up front right now...” Beel said with a small frown.

“I-I’m sorry Ma’am, those are the rules of the park."

Wait a second...

Their collective 4 brain cells all came together and realized just who was facing off with the true demon.

“I think you’re just a dipshit who doesn’t know how to do their job! Lazy kids these days....I wanna speak to your MANAGER!”

Thankfully, just as the brothers were all about to collectively lose their shit, the manager stepped in and had the police called. They all quickly followed MC to the break room, Lucifer explaining to the manager that they were family and going to comfort MC.

“OI MC”

“Oh are you okay my darling?”

“This is why I hate normies...”

“Guys, come on. Give them a little space.” Beel said as he pushed through Mammon, Asmo and Levi.

He sat down next to MC on the small couch and gently put his hand on their back, slowly rubbing small circles. MC just latched onto Beel and started sobbing. Everyone else took that as their queue to gather as well, some just standing, others pulling up chairs, and the lucky few who also fit on the couch. The sobs soon turned to hiccups and sniffles as they started wiping their face.

“Here honey, use this.” Asmo said softly, pulling out some tissues as Satan also handed them a water bottle.

“Thanks guys...sorry about all that...” MC started but was quickly cut off by Mammon.

“Hey, don’t you start apologizing. That lady was a real bitch and that was really shitty what she said to you. It was also bullshit since...y’know...you’re always helping us when we need it. And obviously, if the Seven Avatars of the Devildom couldn’t solve their problems, no lazy idiot could.” He finished with a blush as he fought to maintain eye contact.

“Or they’re all idiots too.” MC said jokingly with a little chuckle.

Mammon took that as his cue to joke back, being all fake offended. Everyone else was giggling at the scene soon enough as Lucifer spoke up.

“That, we are, but that doesn’t make you any less of such an amazing person.”

“You should just come back with us MC. I’m sure you’re tired. We can take a nap together.” Belphie said with a cute lil smile.

“Sorry guys...I still have another hour left on my shift an-”

“No need to worry, MC. When I was talking with your manager, she’d told me to tell you to leave early. Only one person can run the front desk anyway and she was more than willing to make adjustments for you.” Lucifer added before they could finish their sentence.

MC sighed with relief and closed their eyes for a second. Looking back up and being greeted with those seven smiling faces was ironically heaven.

“Let’s go home.”

#obey me #obey me shall we date #omswd #obey me mc #obey me brothers #obey me comfort #very self indulgent #obey me beel #obey me beelzebub #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon

[faithghoul]

Hi Faith. Could you possible do a comfort fic with the ghoulettes where the reader (or another ghoul if you don’t do reader-insert) has had a hard day?

❤️

Lunch Table

(please do not laugh at the title LMFAO idk what to call it)

No proofread || SFW

Pairing: Ghoulettes x Reader

You took a deep breath and dropped yourself onto the sofa in the living room of the ministry. You just got home after a long day at work, and apparently, some people were not being nice to you today.

You raised your chin, resting your head on the back of the sofa. You attempted to relax, and it failed. You turned your head a little to the entrance door not far away from you, and even just looking at people and the ghouls of the ministry walking in and out almost pissed you off.

You closed your eyes, and suddenly you felt irritated by how sweaty your shirt was, and how much of a mess you were.

“Someone seems to have a shit day, huh?” You heard a voice of a lady coming closer to you, and when you opened your eyes you just gave her a shrug. “A total fucking wreck and super shit day, Cirrus. Fuck.” You mumbled under your breath. The tall ghoulette in front of you gave you her smile, showing a row of pretty white fangs. “I'm so sorry to hear that, love. Do you mind joining the girls at the lunch table and me?” She said, reaching out her arms to you.

You hesitated, not because you didn't feel hungry—while in fact you were so fucking hungry and you thought that what makes you angry, too—but because you were concerned that you might snap at them for being way too tired. “I’m- I'm not hungry,” you answered her. Cirrus clicked her tongue, “Oh I know you do. Fill your stomach up a bit, it’ll make you feel better. Come?” She pulled you up from the sofa, and you felt like you couldn't say no to her—because she was right.

Both of you walked to the dining room of the ministry, and you almost lost it when you saw a bunch of people and ghouls. Cirrus felt your energy and it struck her. “Calm down, honey. Ssshhh.” She moved her fingers and suddenly you felt a breeze of fresh air washing over you. “Oh my god, yes. Yes, thank you.” You muttered, letting out a sigh of relief. Cirrus nodded, “better now?”. You smiled at her.

Your eyes wandered across the room until you saw two ghoulettes waving in your direction. “Ay, ay!” Cirrus waved back and walked fast right in front of you to get to them and you followed her.

Cirrus gave Sunshine and Cumulus a high five each of them, and you sat next to Sunshine. Cumulus and Cirrus were sitting across from you.

Sunshine looked at you and cupped your cheeks. “Aaah, our baby is being grumpy today?” She said, a pair of bright orange-ish yellow eyes searching for something in your own eyes. “Grumpy and feels like shit, apparently,” Cirrus added. Cumulus reached out her hands and put your hand into hers. “I'm so sorry to hear that, sweetheart. You can talk to us about it if that makes you feel better. Here, have some smoked beef. Or those bread. Anything you want.” She had the most gentle voice ever, and you took some slices of the said beef, put them into the bread and you ate it. Dear Satan, it tasted so fucking good.

After chewing it for some time, you continued to tell your story. “Cirrus was right. I feel grumpy and shit because I had a bad day today.” You started. All three of them listened to you closely, their ears moving every so often to catch what you were saying. “What happened, darling? Mind to tell us?” Cumulus asked. You swallowed your saliva, preparing to recall whatever the hell happened to you that day. “Someone kept texting me non-stop and I don't even know who that is,” you murmured, “and I got yelled at by my boss. I don't want to explain why, I'm so tired. He can suck my ass.”

“Yes! He can suck ass!” Sunshine blurted out, and some of the ghouls and people who had lunch were shifting their attention to your table. Cumulus was mumbling a tiny ‘I'm sorry’ to them and Cirrus was covering her face. You saw Swiss and Dew at the far corner of the room almost standing on the chair shouting, “He can suck MY ass!” and you saw Rain looking incredibly uncomfortable he hid his face, and Aether folding his arms on his chest looking unimpressed by these two idiots. You cracked a laugh.

Cirrus rolled her eyes. “Sorry for the boys. And I'm sorry that happened to you.” Cirrus set her attention back on you, followed by Sunshine and Cumulus. “I wonder why some people choose to be an asshole when they could be kind. Guess humans are not always better than ghouls and demons.” She continued. “Well, you're right.” You agreed and unconsciously tapped your fingers on the table. Sunshine, noticing it, decided to stop it by putting her hand on top of yours. “You are safe with us, okay? We can bring you back to your room after you have your lunch and wait for you while you clean yourself up.” She said, and Cumulus nodded along with her.

You froze and took a good look at each of them. Cirrus with her grey-blue-ish hair, and caring but assertive gaze made you trust her even more. Sunshine with her sparky personality and her bright orange and yellow eyes, scared you at first time but they are the ones you needed to see right now and she was, literally, a ball of bright sunshine. Cumulus with her super fluffy cloud-like pink hair, and her bright pink lipstick, looked so pretty and soft and made you want to hug her to no end. These are your friends, your ghoulettes, who had been with you since the day you got into the ministry. When you were scared of everything–especially, specifically Dew–and they had been there for you and had been helping you adjust to your new life here.

You felt a tear coming up to your eyes and you whispered to them, “Thank you, you mean a lot to me. Thank you.” they aww-ed for a second and gave you the most comforting hug and reassurance.

#answered #the band ghost fanfiction #nameless ghouls fanfiction #nameless ghoulette x you #cirrus ghoulette x reader #sunshine ghoulette x reader #cumulus ghoulette x reader

[iamalasagnagirl]

I absolutely loved your Ronance fic recs and May or May not have read all of them in one day… do you have any more recent ones that you loved?! I NEED more

Thank you, i'm really glad that was useful 💕

So, round two! These ones are also fics that i really enjoyed, so i hope you can find something you haven't read yet

Sins of the Daughter by uselessdisasterlesbian Or, the fic where everyone is gay, it's the Satanic Panic of the 1970s and 80s, and Hawkins is just another small town trying to save souls with no regards for the lives that may get ruined along the way. Words: 4757 Chapters: 3/? WIP

the crystalline knowledge of you by moonflowerdamie Robin’s eyes glisten with tears; those already shed create silver tracks on her cheeks that shimmer in a way that makes Nancy want to take Robin in her arms for the rest of eternity, to hold her until the world ends or else swallows them whole. Nancy brings her hands up slowly. Gives Robin the chance to pull away, if that’s what she needs. But Robin leans into her touch the second Nancy’s palms cup her face, desperate and in need of comfort. It makes Nancy want to sob herself. How dare they do this to you, she thinks. My beautiful, genius girl. How dare they make you feel small. Words: 3677 Chapters: 1/1

By skj

help, i just died in your arms tonight “… Nance?” “Mhm?” she barely managed to squeak. “Have you never…?” Nancy braced herself and pursed her lips before shaking her head quickly. or, Nancy's never had an orgasm. Robin wants to fix that. Words: 3574 Chapters: 1/1 SEUQEL —-> it must have been something you said The TV hummed in the background playing a movie Nancy was supposed to be watching, but she was not even close to paying attention. All Nancy could focus on was Robin’s mouth. or, nancy needs more of robin. Words: 2557 Chapters: 1/1

darling, are you ready for more? Robin cannot be crushing on Nancy Wheeler. And it really doesn't help when Nancy straddles her to apply her makeup Words: 4902 Chapters: 1/1

Super Freak by confusednerdling Robin Buckley is experiencing hallucinations from Vecna. Guess, there's no perfect time to come out to the girl of your dreams, Nancy, and have a heart to heart with your best friend, Steve. Words: 3683 Chapters: 1/1

i don't need no money, fortune, or fame by halest0rm The more she thinks about it, Nancy can't fathom the idea of having six kids. She also can't fathom having a future with Steve, either. Her mind has been drifting elsewhere. Words: 3894 Chapters: 1/1

by deckersring

and still I dream she'll come to me Nancy's departure for college hurts more than it should. Words: 2527 Chapters: 1/1

Lonely leaves "Why'd you want to boat on Lover's lake in October?" Nancy laughed, scratching her head as her girlfriend tried to push a wooden boat to the lake. "We haven't... been here... in so long, Nance. Look... at how beautiful... it is here... in fall!" Robin explained, still pushing the boat. Nancy had mercy on her poor soul and decided to offer a helping hand. or Two completely normal afternoons in the fall, many years apart. Words: 2039 Chapters: 1/1

Too young to know it gets better A well organized happy friendly get-together had suddenly turned into one of the scariest nights for Robin Buckley. She wasn't planning on coming out to the person she'd called a priss during her previous coming out... or A lot can happen on an August night by a campfire. But it's definitely not what either of the girls expected. Words: 3153 Chapters: 1/1

the rain and the butterfly Butterflies don't fly in the rain. They don't. It's a fact. Probably. A theory. A hypothesis, at least. No it's... it's real. Robin had never seen a butterfly dance between the heavy, but beautiful, crystal raindrops falling from above. or Robin makes Nancy fall in love with rain (and herself). Words: 5202 Chapters: 3/3

I Was a Teenage Werewolf by UnholyHelbig Werewolf!Robin and her interactions with Nance, like growling, warm temp and cues that Nance missed until a golden big wolf comes bounding into her on a night she is walking around Skull Rock. Words: 3547 Chapters: 1/1 friends don't yearn like we do By oaseas Nancy has never run from what she’s wanted and she’s not about to start now. Words: 5889 Chapters: 1/1

at the supposed end of the world by moonchemistry Robin doesn't want her or Nancy to die without telling Nancy the truth. She'd never forgive herself. She's going to tell Nancy she likes her. Words: 10255 Chapters: 2/2

by iiruwu

thoughtless indulgence Robin’s back straightens, as though to get a better look at the stranger further off, and her heart skips a beat. Steve looks up at the sound she makes and furrows his brows, wiping at the sweat on his forehead. “What?” “Who in the hell is that?” College AU Words: 6980 Chapters: 1/1

into the light Nancy goes to the Video Store looking for Steve and instead finds someone unexpected behind the counter. Words: 4245 Chapters: 1/1

red lips, blue eyes Robin looks... pretty. Really pretty. The thought should scare her, but it doesn’t, because the alcohol is thrumming behind her ribs and buzzing beneath her skin, liquid courage taking form. She decides to admire. She thinks she deserves it, just this once. Or: Robin stumbles upon Nancy at the Halloween party rather than Jonathon. From there, a strange yet profound friendship forms between the two of them. Robin yearns for more and Nancy aches deep inside. Words: 44231 Chapters: 5/5

teach me how to love (like real people do) Nancy has twenty-four hours to save herself, and she can't help but think that Vecna is right about what he whispers in her ear. Robin, however, seems determined to prove her wrong. Words: 9473 Chapters: 3/? WIP

Change is Worth Embracing by lezBeauregard In the little moments and attempts to upsell Steve, Robin finds herself unfortunately falling. She swears her insistence to go with Nancy hadn't been for any reason besides not being able to drive, but that was honestly coming into question. Meanwhile, Nancy is beginning to question her previous assumptions. Words: 17875 Chapters: 12/12

blackbird by aurumwrites one month after the events of vecna and the town being ripped into, robin finds herself completely lost. Words: 3998 Chapters: 1/1

Words: 8153 Chapters: 1/1

Won’t Go Down In History by mongr3l When you’re gay in Indiana, sometimes your only means of self expression is scribbling on your shoes. Thankfully, nobody has ever gotten close enough to Robin’s feet to read what she’s written. That is, until Nancy Wheeler is holding her by the ankles. Words: 34050 Chapters: 12/?

Unlikely, But Likely by Pocket_Sand Robin’s eyes lazily rolled around for a moment, searching for their target before eventually landing on Nancy. A dopey grin spread across her face and a deep chuckle came from her throat. “You’re pretty.” Nancy looked into her unfocused eyes and sighed. “And you’re concussed.” OR: Now officially a haven of one shots. Words: 34050 Chapters: 12/?

I'm reading a lot of ronance fanfictions these days, basically everytime I don't have to work or go out, you can find me reading some fanfics so everytime i find a good fic (which, be honest, is often since everyone is so talented 🥺) i can post them here, if it's something you can be interested about, just let me know and enjoy your reading

#ronance #ronance fics #ronance fics rec #robin x nancy #robin and nancy #nancy and robin #nancy x robin #stranger things fics #fanfictions

[sakura-chan-25]

Bloody Cramps

Pairing: Asmodeus & Sakura

Summary: Sakura’s on her period. Asmo has to comfort her.

Word Count: ~440

Warning(s): cramps, period, slight body gore? (Sakura wanting to rip out her uterus), headcanon of Belphie having digesting problems, pet names (darling, hon)

Sakura groaned as she curled tighter into a little ball in her bed. Her hands were tightly around her stomach in hopes to ease the pain as she was thinking about casually ripping out her uterus. She wouldn’t have to deal with any of this monthly shit if it weren’t for this little annoying organ.

“Oh, darliiiinnnggg!”, Asmo’s sing-song voice was heard through her door and the human groaned in response. “WHAT?”, she yelled back, just as Asmo burst into the room. “My, no need to yell like that, hon. Now… Oh, is it that time already?”, he asked, putting his bag at the foot of her bed as they sat down next to the little ball called a human. Sakura nodded and sighed when the demon ran their hand through her hair.

“Oh no, my little darling is hurting. That’s not good!”, the Avatar of Lust said concerningly while detangling Sakura’s long curls. “I’ll manage.”, Sakura mumbled to her friend and gave them a small smile. He smiled back and asked if there was anything he could do. The young sorceress thought for a moment. “Hmmm, do you have any heating pads? Something warm might help…”

Asmo stopped his hand in her hair and thought. Belphie had some digesting problems sometimes and if they remembered correctly, Lucifer bought a heating pad for his little brother for this reason. But… that one was probably in the twin’s room. “Hmm, I don’t think so, hon. At least not one that’s available right now.”, he gave her an apologetic smile and Sakura shook her head: “It’s alright, Asmo. I’ll manage, remember? This happens every month. No biggie.”

The demon chuckled and crawled behind the human before hugging her from behind. “You’re so strong, darling. You know that?”, he asked the girl and put his warm hand under her shirt on her stomach and softly rubbed it in hopes to ease the pain, at least a bit. “Are you seriously giving me belly rubs like I’m some dog?”, the short girl asked in disbelief, completely ignoring the demon’s little praise. Asmo laughed as he nuzzled his head into the crook of her neck and asked: “Well, does it help?”

Sakura didn’t answer and relaxed in their grasp instead, which made the avatar giggle. “See? There we go. Just relax, hon.”, Asmo whispered into her ear and pulled the sorceress closer to his chest. They brought some new clothes for his friend to try on, but that could wait for today. After all, if Sakura was hurting and actually rested instead of continuing her work, it had to be serious.

A/n: I realised I've been writing a lot of Sakura x Lucifer fics but barely for the others. So, I'm changing that! Starting with Asmo🙈 Next up is Mammon and then the twins before I start with the rest. Levi and Satan already have a fic with her that kinda shows off their relationship. You can see everything I've written for my mc at her masterlist. I also just remembered MC is actually a sorcerer somewhere in S2🤦🏻‍♀️ (I think it's S2?)

AND AND IT'S ASMO'S BIRTHDAY! What great timing :D I hope you enjoyed and have a good day/night! ^^

#obey me #obey me nonsense #obey me comfort #obey me asmodeus #obey me asmodeus x mc #obey me asmo #obey me asmo x mc #obey me asmo & sakura #obey me mc sakura #my obey me mc #obey me mc #period cramps #cramps

[questioned-quetzalcoatl]

Call me Satan Darling, Completed Contents Page

For the sake of easy reading and cleanliness, here's the full completed contents/masterlist page for the Call Me Satan Darling Fic.

Available on Ao3: [Here]

[Chapter 1]

[Chapter 2]

[Chapter 3]

[Chapter 4]

[Chapter 5]

[Chapter 6]

[Chapter 7]

[Chapter 8]

[Chapter 9]

#fic: call me satan darling #call me satan darling fic #aph new zealand #aph tonga #hws new zealand #hws tonga #zeaonga #ao3 fanfic #fanfiction #contents page

[rainiishowers]

Eternal | Poly! MC | Obey Me |

A/N: Aaa, I’m not the best with songfics (or whatever you call them) but uhh..Enjoy? Summary: MC is feeling down, so the brothers comfort them, with a song! Genre: Hurt/Comfort Sidenote: Here’s the song this fic includes! I suggest you listen to it while you read lol. Credit to “Tofi” for the English translation. This is romantic polyamory so if you are looking for more platonic polyamory, please don’t read unless you’re okay with that

@sufzku @crazyyanderefangirlfan ————————— You weren’t feeling your best, and has asked Lucifer before school if you could take a day off. He agrees to the break because the pact between the two of you told how you feeling clear as day. You went to your room, not feeling particularly hungry while he goes to make breakfast and eat, and everyone soon started to file in and sit down, but everyone was clearly confused on where you were. “I have given them a day off today because they informed me they were not feeling the best.” Lucifer says coolly. That certainly sent everyone into a panic. They kept questioning the eldest on if you would be okay or if you need any medical assistance. As far as that went Lucifer just sighed and told them to calm down, adding that you didn’t seem injured when you went to ask for the break, although, you had a habit of not really showing injuries to the brothers so they don’t freak out, so he was a bit worried now as well. Everyone was aware of this habit so regardless of the conformation, Mammon just scoffs. “Well I’m gonna go check on ‘em!” He says. Asmo’s face lit up, like he had a sudden idea. “Wait, there’s this song MC has been listening to lately!” Asmo pulls out his phone. “Are you suggesting we cheer them up with a song?” Satan asks. “Yepp~” He smiles. “Okay, but that doesn’t heal their wounds, if they have any, so what’s the point?” Belphie asks. “It’s a sweet gesture, is it not?” Asmo asks back. Lucifer just sighs. “Need I remind you we all have school to attend to?” “So you aren’t worried for them?” Satan asks. “Of course I am.” Lucifer sighs. “Asmodeus, send us the lyrics in the brothers groupchat and we will discuss it later” Asmo just nods and does what he asks, all excited that his plan was something agreed upon. “W-Wait!” Levi sputters. “Are you sure this is a good idea..? I mean, I hate to see MC down, but..” “You’ll be fine, Levi! You sing your anime songs all the time, this should be no different”                                     After school, you were just laying in bed after finishing up some homework needed to be done, to the best of your ability at least. You chuckle at the thought of Asmo seeing you overexert yourself, going on about how it is bad for your skin and how you need to rest, or if Belphie saw you, he’d just drag you to bed and fall asleep with you, no doubt.  You heard a knock on the door and you sat up, assuming the brothers came back from RAD.  “Come in!” You call out. You saw Beel and Asmo walk in, the both of them having a smile on their faces. “What’s got you two so happy?” You ask. “We have a surprise just for you, darling~” Asmo hums. You were plucked from you bed by Beel and your eyes widen a bit, but you didn’t argue.  The two walked to the House of Lamentation gardens, somewhere you knew to be well kept by everyone. If there was time, you would have tea dates with Lucifer here on the little patio, because he didn’t want to walk too far away from his desk. Beel and Asmo stops at the entrance. “Since it’s a surprise, we’re going to put a blindfold on you, okay? No peeking” The gentle giant smiles. “No promises” You joke as Asmo puts the blindfold over your eyes. “We wouldn’t want your surprise to be ruined, now would we?” Asmo asks as they continued on your way. You could hear nervous muttering but that quiet down as you approached. You felt Beel sit you down and take off the blindfold to see the brothers, and not only were they a bit dressed up, but there were different flowers and decorations, flowers of your favourite color and fairy lights, streamers, everything to make it beautiful. “Guys. What is this?” You ask. “Well” Asmo hums. “Lucifer told us you weren’t feeling the best so we thought to set this surprise up for you~!” “Not only that” You turn to Satan. “Asmo has told us one of your favourite songs and we thought we could put a little concert on just for you” You laugh, it may be over the top in some regards, but it was a very sweet gesture nonetheless. Levi fiddles with his phone and music started playing. During the brief pause, Belphie lays his head on your shoulder. “The words I could say in my dreams” You saw Levi look up at you, fiddling with his hands. “Even now, are still in the corner of my memory” You felt Asmo hug you from the other side with a big smile on his face. “The buds of flowers blooming in my heart” Satan leans over and takes your hand. “I’m strongly protecting..” Mammon huffs, sad he wasn’t able to get closer, but anything to make you happy, he supposed. “I want to know every single thing about you” You look at Lucifer as he relaxes a bit, still a slight smirk on his face. “I want to meet the side of you I haven’t yet seen” Beel puts on a sheepish smile, rubbing the back of his neck. “It’s a lot to ask, but please forgive me” You smile, of course you would forgive them, it’s hard not to when they set up something like this. “Let’s begin to move on with these endless feelings!” “At the top of our lungs with all our love!” Asmo got up, dragging you with him as you guys began to dance, leading everyone to get up. “No matter what, don’t let go of my touch~” You were spun in all kinds of different directions, ending up in another brothers arms each time.  “I want to hold you in my arms, I want you to leave everything to me” “I swear forever, My Love~” Hearing the brothers sing in unison felt nice, it reminded you how much they cared for you, and how clear they made it that you, a human exchange student, changed their lives. It meant even more that they went out of their way to practice one of your favourite songs, all for this surprise. A comfortable silence put itself in place as they continued to dance with you, reminding you that while there were problems of the past still needing to worked, they were patient, and they were trying their hardest to respect your boundaries.  This time, Levi was the one to start up the song, you began dancing with him with a small smile, encouraging him. He flushed up a bit. “The feelings hidden in my heart”  You were spun over to Asmo. “When you smile at me they overflow” You giggle and flashed a smile at him, to which he blushes but happily smiles back before you were spun over to Satan, who put your hand on his heart.  “The key to my closed heart” You kiss his cheek before being spun away by Belphie. “You gently open it” There was a brief pause as Mammon was the next to spin you into his arms. “I want to know every single thing about you” Surprisingly, he looked serious, but once he saw your smiling face his expression immediately melts into something more softer with a hint of blush before you were taken into Lucifer’s arms, with him softly kissing your hand and him tilting your chin up. “I want to meet the side of you I haven’t seen~” The next spin you ended up being spun to Beel and lifted up with him grinning sheepishly. “It’s a lot to ask, so please forgive me” You were let down and spun to the middle of the circle of brothers, which you had to blink a few times, forgetting to realize how dizzy the spinning made you. “The endless feelings begin to run around” You look around with a smile on your face, seeing the brothers made you happy, and they cherished that happiness so, so much.. “At the top of our lungs with all our love! I want to hold your hand, no matter how far I have to go~” You smile, sillies, you didn’t have to go far for a simple hand hold.  “I want you to hug me and tell me everything~” “I swear forever, My Love~” You were a bit surprised to hear Satan and Lucifer singing next. “Sometimes all that comes out of my eyes are tears” You turn to see Asmo, Levi and Mammon each offering you their own smile, but just a little sadder. You looked at the twins, Belphie with his casual tired grin and Beel’s with his casual wide yet comforting grin. “But I want to keep shining” You look at the Mammon and Levi, putting both of their hands on their own hearts. “If there’s a name for these feelings” The rest of them did the same. “I only want to tell you all about it~” You sigh a bit, all of them has such different experiences with telling their feelings and pinpointing them, Lucifer is use to keeping them inside, Asmo is use to being overdramatic with his feelings. Beel is sometimes confused about his own feelings while Satan has an easy time identifying them, that’s a part that makes them so unique though. “At the top of our lungs with all our love. I want to hold your hand, no matter how far I have to go!~” “I want you to hug me and believe in me!~” “I swear forever, My Love~” The music fades away and you just smile, tearing up a bit as you pull everyone into a group hug. “You guys.. This was so sweet..” You murmur. “You boys did such an amazing job” You pull away, smiling up at them. Mam’s chest puffs out with pride. “Of course we did, I helped!” Asmo elbows him, glaring. “It was my idea!” You laugh. “This is a very Asmo sounding thing to do” You say. “We wanted to cheer you up.. Did it work?” Beel asks. “Of course! It’s one of my favourite songs and my favourite boys sang it with such dedication!” Beel smiles, happy to see you happy. Levi fiddles with the hem of his shirt. ‘”Surely I wasn’t that good...-” He murmurs. “Levi.” You look at him, holding his hand. “You were amazing when you sang, so don’t think you weren’t, alright, Player !?” He perks up at the nickname and he smiles a bit and nods.  You back away and yawn. “Ah, we kept you awake for quite a while, didn’t we?” Satan checks his phone for the time. Beel picks you up. “I’ll bring you to your room” He says, “And I’ll cuddle you so you have a more comfortable sleep” Belphie adds. “I’ll check for any injuries we may of missed” Satan adds as well. You simply nod and start to doze off. It may of been over the top but you still love all the effort your boys put into this..

#obey me shall we date #omswd #om! brothers #om! lucifer #om! mammon #om! leviathan #om! satan #om! asmodeus #om! beelzebub #om! belphegor #om! mc #eternal #songfic #poly! mc

[bite-sized-devil]

My list of songs that remind me of obey me characters.

I am up for debate on these, convince me with an essay discussing in detail why your song is better. 🌻

Inspired by this post made by @delphi-dreamin

Lucifer: Down The Line by Alison Wonderland

Ok, this needs some explanation. This goes really well (I think) with @sassykattery "Dissolution of the Fire" Series. The song suits what i think Lucifer would be feeling at the end.

"I've been hiding in my work

Keepin' busy 'cause it hurts

Couldn't answer all your calls

Thought you'd get it but you don't"

and

"In this house, now just feels lonely

'Cause I'm so fucking lonely"

Mammon: Money by Cardi B

I've said it before, this is 100% Mammon's Anthem. You can't change my mind. My boy would love it.

"I was born to flex (Yes)

Diamonds on my neck

I like boardin' jets, I like mornin' sex (Woo)

But nothing in this world that I like more than checks (Money)"

Leviathan: Number One Fan By MUNA

The entire song screams Levi. Seriously, was it actually written about him? I'd believe it if it was. (Side note: I'll be your number one fan Levi!)

"Oh my God, like, I'm your number one fan

So iconic, like big, like stan, like

I would give my life just to hold your hand

I'm your number one fan

I'm your number one, number one fan"

Satan: Talk Deep by East

Purely because I would love to talk deep all night in bed with Satan. We both read, I'd love to here his opinions/thoughts/feelings on certain books. Also he might benefit from smoking some pot I think, might chill him out about.

"Something about you makes me feel hectic

We're in your room, it's so electric

I'm really glad we left the party

I'm really glad you wanna keep talking

I don't want sleep, I wanna talk deep all night

You're looking at me and I can't believe my eyes"

Asmodeus: Her By Megan Thee Stallion & First Class Bitch by Confidence Man

I couldn't decide between the two for my darling Asmo. Both suit him very well. I have a saved draft about Asmo and the song Her.

"Just the other day, I heard a ho say

Matter of fact, what could a ho say?

With a face like this and a bitch this paid

Shit, what could a ho say?"

and

"Baby, I'm a first class bitch (First class)

Baby, I'm a first class bitch

Baby, I'm a first class bitch (First class)

And I know you love it" (Its true I fucking love it!)

Beelzebub: Chocolate Cake by Ali Barter

Its pretty self explanatory, I think he would dig it. (Can I smash some cake in his mouth? Please?)

"Cake cake cake

Chocolate cake cake cake

Straight to my face face face

I'll eat it all day day day"

Also Need To Know by Doja Cat just because I gotta know how that dick be.

"I heard from a friend of a friend

That that dick was a ten out of ten

I can't stand it, just one night me

Clink with the drink, gimme a sip

Tell me what's your kink, gimme the dick"

Belphegor: Don't Want To Miss A Thing by Aerosmith

It works ok. He's got to be so worried at missing out on everything while he sleeps. Even more so now he's obsessed with a mortal. Also this song actually slaps. Would definitely scream sing it at karaoke.

"Cause even when I dream of you

The sweetest dream will never do

I'd still miss you baby

And I don't want to miss a thing"

Diavolo: Am I Ever Going To See Your Face Again by The Angels

Works really well for this fic by @delphi-dreamin

It's all in the lyrics 😂

"Am I ever gonna see your face again (no way, get fucked, fuck off!)"

Also see (this one is purely my opinion, Delphi wouldn't agree) WAP by Cardi B & Megan The Stallion

"Extra large, and extra hard

Put this pussy right in yo' face

Swipe your nose like a credit card

Hop on top, I want a ride"

Barbatos: Tea For Two by Ella Fitzgerald & Count Basie

Old timey, and a little cute just like Barb 💕 (don't PICTURE me on your knee, I am ON your knee)

"Picture you upon my knee,

Just tea for two and two for tea,

Just me for you

And you for me alone."

Simeon: Take Me To Church by Hozier

Please, as if Simeon wouldn't worship your body like it isn't the closest thing to heaven he can find in the devildom. (Fucking get it Simeon)

"Take me to church

I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies

I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife

Offer me that deathless death

Good God, let me give you my life"

Solomon: The Wizard by Black Sabbath

Of course I think of Solomon when this song comes on. He'd be a fan, this song also slaps.

"Without warning, a wizard walks by

Casting his shadow, weaving his spell"

And

"Demons worry when the wizard is near

He turns tears into joy"

Luke: Mean by Taylor Swift

He likes it because everyone (looking at you stupidmammon) is mean to him & he can relate. (My inner child also loves this song, I feel you Luke)

"You, with your switching sides

And your wildfire lies and your humiliation

You have pointed out my flaws again

As if I don't already see them

I walk with my head down

Trying to block you out, 'cause I'll never impress you

I just wanna feel okay again"

#also i say also way to much! #obey me shall we date #obey me! #obey me #om! #obey me fandom #om! shall we date #obey me lucifer #om! lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me! mammon #obey me levithan #obey me levi #obey me! levi #obey me! leviathan #om! leviathan #obey me satan #obey me! satan #obey me asmo #obey me! asmo #obey me beelzebub #obey me beel #obey me! beel #obey me! beelzebub #obey me belphie #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos #obey me solomon #obey me simeon #obey me luke

[dearlymrme]

WIP Tag Game

Thank you so much @nocterish for the tag. It makes me so happy that people are tagging me wanting to know more about what I'm doing.

Rules: Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

You wanna know what I'm working on. Welll let me just open my file cabinet and…

Primo

Potion #9.

You're Primo's witch apprentice, and try to make something for your allergies. The potion has some rather…interesting effects. Two part Shot.

Touchy Feely.

Primo blindfolds you and teases you until you snap. Snippet.

Secondo

Alpha VS Omega.

Secondo is a very rough lover, and you give as good as you get. A physically violent fuck for dominance than neither of you back down from. Who will be the winner? One part Fic.

Lean Into It

You pop Secondo's back for him. He pops a boner by how easily you lift him. Snippet.

Terzo

Door #3

It's an actual story instead of just smut snippets. You meet a handsome man at an art gallery, little did you know you would slowly fall in love with the satanic pope. An extreme slice of life and slow burn. You're friends before your lovers. Multi Chapter fic

The Strong Woman

You fireman carry Terzo to his room after a heavy night of drinking, and the man immediately decides that you and your goliath strength make you the perfect choice for Prime Mover.

You Wanna Bet?

Terzo has quite the collection, and for first-timers, he's more than happy to give recommendations. He bets that he can match you with the perfect toy. This is going to be a very smutty Multi Chapter fic of exploring kinks with a very slutty Terzo.

Copia

High Difficulty Setting

You have your own controller and your own game to play with Copia.

Crepuscular Rays

It's an actual story instead of a smut snippet. The technical term for a sunbeam and how you're determined to act as a shining light to break through his dark and depressed clouds. Copia loses the Grammys and falls into depression. Multi Chapter Fic.

Oh Oedipus, We're In It Now

Your fling with the touch starved and desperate Cardinal is getting serious. Even more so when he accidentally calls you 'Mommy'. You are surprisingly into it. This is still up in the air whether or not to be a Multi Chapter Fic.

On The Contrary Part 2

My darling and neglected child. I have just a little bit more I need to do before I reread it and realize I've repeated myself in five different places. ADHD brain at its best.

All Four One

The Little Ways

How each Papa shows you in very little but big ways that they love you.

Expensive Taste

Papa's lingerie preference and why they like it and how they like taking it off you.

Oh Stop You

How the Papa's flirt.

…

ART?

Tell

My computer is currently busted, but there is one thing I have a MIGHTY NEED to draw involving Terzo.

Yes, these all do have names. The name is like one of the first things I come up with and makes it so much easier to keep track of in the Docs.

You can blame @nocturnal-birb for so many of these ideas. I hope you can understand that I want to take these very slowly because as you can see, I have so much I wanna write. But I don't wanna burn out.

Much of my writing is going to be kept strictly to my two days off.

However, if there is stuff you wanna talk about, my inbox is open, and I promise, I am friendly. I am also in the habit of sharing bits and pieces of what I write to my mutuals. Along with ideas and just general shitghousting.

I tag @tasty-ribz and @ghestie-nun and @onedaughterofman

#dee posts #dee writes #looking at the mountain of work i've made for myself #@tasty-ribz #@ghestie-nun #fics in progress #it just keeps getting bigger 😞😓😩

[bettsfic]

hi there ^^ I was wondering if maybe you have hellcheer fic recommendations? Perhaps any that you read recently and particularly liked?

I'm new to reading this pairing and feel a little lost/overwhelmed & saw the hellcheer ask you just answered. So I thought you might be a good blog to ask for recs.

aha for once someone has asked me for recs and i have them! i haven't gotten too into longform fics, mostly just one-shots right now, but hopefully i'll branch out once i'm done with dirtbag.

the first one's free to get you hooked (and its sequel) by uwusillygirl. an anon rec'd this to me and i'm so glad they did! i thought this was phenomenal and honestly one of my favorite eddies i've read so far. (i feel like everyone's got kind of a different perspective of him. he has the range, darling, etc)

waiting on satan's call by @broomclosetkink in which eddissy hook up at a party and chrissy gives a stellar blowjob. both a great read and also super hot. oh and i'm a little over halfway through duality, a body-swap fic and let me tell you it has been a DELIGHT.

talk me up so sweet by @majicmarker, another eddissy hook up at a party fic (i just really like those i guess) that is just a really good time and beautifully written.

and a while back an anon rec'd me a bunch of hellcheer fics and i made it through a lot of them but now i can't find that post?? i always put fic recs under #[ship name] fic recs but it's not there. if i find it (or if someone else knows where it is?) i'll put a link in the replies.

as always i'm up for recs, so if anyone else has any, lmk!

#hellcheer fic recs