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miam0re · 1 year

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really wanted to req for mc looking after the little D's while the demon brothers are watching them interact and thinking how good of a parent they would make (you could add some of the side characters if you're not too lazy)

i saw you take requests after i read some of your work so i just had to, I'd get it if you don't want to but if you do take you time

This sounds so cute uwu I wish I had more thoughts to pen down but my brain is absolutely scattered at the moment sooo :p (and yes I am a bit lazy so gonna just scribble down some thoughts about the demon brothers hueheuhue) I played around with the idea, changing it up a little bit so I hope that's ok! (Also I noticed you using 'they' so I'll try to keep this answer gender neutral, please tell me if I slipped up anywhere) (ps not proofread heheh just ideas dumped)

You and Little D | Demon Brothers

“Will you please. Stop. Talking.” The Little D of Pride was being so difficult with all its mindless yapping and screeching, Lucifer was about to literally throw the stupid mini demon out of the window…had it not been for you showing up to save the day!

All Little D wanted was to be heard about his amazing idea on how to decorate the ballroom for an upcoming event and Lucifer wasn’t bothered to give him any mind.

“Oh? Why don’t you tell me all about your ideas? I can’t wait to hear how awesome the are!”

Seeing you…leaning your chin you palm and listening intently to the little one, nodding eagerly and gasping in surprise at all its wonderful ideas…Lucifer felt his heart rate shoot through the roof

He quickly turned around to hide the growing redness on his pale cheeks, lest you actually catch him blushing at how sweet and loving you were…just like a parent

Perhaps it was too soon to be plagued with such thoughts- thoughts of you both having a little family of your own where you cared for your child just the way you cared for Little D-

“Ahem, I’ll be leaving now. Don’t bother yourself with listening to this thing for too long if you have your own matters to attend to.”

His heart skipped a beat when you shook your head, saying that you had more than enough time to spare to ‘your dearest little D’ You were going to be the death of him.

They were fighting like LITERAL CHILDREN!! Little D of Greed was flying around with Mammon’s precious credit card.

“YOU RASCAL!! COME BACK HERE WITH GOLDIE RIGHT NOW!” Mammon leapt across the room right as you walked into the weird scene

The oh so innocent Little D scampered into your arms and whined, crying about how Mammon was bullying him, who was quick to deny any such accusations

“Oh, is mammon being mean? Don’t worry, I’m here for you.” You nuzzled your nose against the smirking little demon and Mammon knew that he was supposed to be raging with jealousy but…wow, you were so gentle and the way you had Little D wrapped around your finger just the same way you had him…

How you hugged and comforted the cheeky little demon, Mammon started visualising you as a parent

Mammon was already down bad for you and this little sight was the cherry on top

“I wanna marry ya- I MEAN STOP SIDING WITH THAT LITTLE IDIOT”

Mammon was quick to dart closer to you, prying your hands off the Little D who had occupied all of your love and attention

“Hey now, there’s enough hugs for everyone here.” You laughed and wrapped one arm around Mammon and the other holding the demon

Wow, you were so mature, being able to handle two jealous demons fighting over your love

Yeah you’d definitely be perfect to handle mammon when you both have a child of your own

Leviathan isn’t really the most attentive to his surroundings when he’s immersed in his video games, especially if it is the latest first person game with his favourite character RURI CHAN!!

Which left the Little D of Envy starved for attention, pouting and poking at the purple haired man

“Stoppppp! Can’t you see I’m busy? Go find some other way to stay entertained.”

Sad little demon floats aimlessly until it reaches the lounge where you are resting on the couch, a Switch in your hand. You notice the sad little demon and smile at him, calling him over to sit on your lap.

An hour passed and Levi noticed the silence…he got up and out of his room as he started praying that Little D hadn’t gotten into any trouble

But what he walked into made his little gamer boy heart race

And excited Little D was on your lap with your Switch in hand as you cheered on him, screeching in happiness when he won first place in DemonKart. You both did a little synchronised dance, ending with a high five

Oh Levi’s otaku little heart couldn’t handle the heat travelling through his veins, seeing you be such a good parent like figure and omg maybe you guys could get married and have a little one of your own to play 3 player games with-

“Hey let me in on the gaming as well!!”

Satan wanted to give attention to the Little D of Wrath but he was far too focused on the spell books that lay open on front of him

“Why don’t you got…sort out my bookshelves? Go be useful.”

Little D was offended but he had to listen smh, but hey, Satan didn’t say anything about him not being allowed to recruit some extra help

And that’s where you came in, pulling us your sleeves and reading the spiral bindings of some of the hundreds of books in Satan’s room, finding the best category to put them in…until you saw the little demon reach for an unstable pile

“Wait! Little D! Be careful!!” A loud crash alerted Satan, who came running into the room

His eyes widened when he saw you on the floor, hugging and rocking a crying Little D back and forth, “Shhhh, it’s okay…you’re a strong one. You’ll be fine.” You comforted it, caressing the spot where the books fell on it

Satan’s heart did a backflip at your caring and affectionate nature. You had worry drawn all over your face as you held onto the little demon, giving it the support it needed in that moment…you would be the perfect parent

You were so much better than anything he could have imagined and making a family with you would be better than any fairy tale “Why don’t we all sort the books together, yeah? That will be better.”

“No no! You’re doing it all wrong! That is not how you apply mascara!” Asmo pouted at the Little D of Lust who had managed to yet again mess up Asmo’s makeup

The Little D frowned at Asmo’s uncharacteristic outburst, feeling helpless while floating out of the room.

“Hey, are you okay? I heard Asmo shout? Did he shout at you?” You showed up in front of the door, opening your arms for the sad little demon

You tapped your chin in thought when an idea clicked in your head “Why don’t I teach you some tricks, hmm?” The way the little demon’s eyes lit up made you smile even wider

Together in your room, you showed it the various techniques of applying makeup, ranging from mascara to blush to lipstick, till the demon had almost mastered the skills

Together, the two of you waltzed into Asmo’s room, showing off your beautiful face all thanks to Little D’s skills.

“Aw, did you teach Little D how to apply makeup? You look so good! You’re such a good teacher.” He pet the little demon’s head

Then Asmo’s face sparkled with the thought of how nurturing you would be as a parent

“Omg you would be such a wonderful parent when we have a child! You can teach them how to apply make up too! Wouldn’t that be perfect!!”

His unfiltered words made you blush and hide your face away from the thoughts of having a child with him

“Ughhhhh I’m so hungryyyyyy! I want foooooood!” Beel was once again whining about how hungry he was and unfortunately Little D of Gluttony was subject to his whining

Sad for Beel, Little D wasn’t exactly the most equipped in the kitchen, floating to the room and head spiralling with the number of cabinets and cooking equipment

Lucky for the mini demon, you walked into the kitchen, seeing it in its distressed state

“Why don’t you and I cook something together? That would be a good way to learn, yeah?” You offered, pulling out some pans to make the simplest thing you knew…pancakes

The little demon floated around and carefully listened to your instructions, laughing along with you when some batter accidentally spilled out of the mixing bowl or when you managed to land the perfect flip on the pan

“Mmmmm I can smell pancakes.” Beel, drawn buy the scent of the treat walked into the kitchen, stopping short in his tracks seeing you cooking with the demon

It was a sight right from heaven, his favourite human and his favourite demon doing his favourite activity (cooking something for Beel)

He smiled when the little demon laughed while pouring syrup and decorating the stack with berries, as per your instructions. His heart warmed at how parent-like you were when you high fived the demon and hugged it

“Oh Beel! Look what Little D and I made! Pancakes for you!”

Perhaps one day he would be walking in on seeing you making pancakes with a little one of your own.

The day was already quite tiring, Lucifer had told(more like ordered) Belphie to run some errands around Devildom, grocery shopping ughhh

All Belphie wanted to do was go into his blankets and fall asleep

He thought to himself, wondering what the Little D of Sloth would have been up to, all alone at home with nobody else to supervise

Honestly, if the little demon was anything like him, it would probably be in a deep sleep on the couch

When Belphie entered the living room, he noticed you on the couch and beamed at you, approaching to give you a big hug “Hey!-“

“Shhhhhhh! Little D is sleeping!” You loudly whispered at him, your tone sounding very much like a scolding

Belphie pouted and looked at your lap, the irritated feeling in his gut changing to a soft, loving sensation

Little D was asleep on your lap murmuring in sleep. You were stroking the little demon’s back and if you even dared to stop, it twisted and turned around violently till you gave it attention

“Little D is so much like you! If I stop stroking it, it would get mad!” You giggled when Belphie sat next to you, his thoughts straying to daydreams

Maybe one day the one of your lap will truly be someone like belphie, your child. You stroking the child’s hair who slept peacefully in your embrace.

Belphie blushed, leaning his face in your shoulder to hide himself from your gaze

“Can I rest on your shoulder for a while? I wanna dream a bit.”

Dream about having a life with you, making a family with you hehe.

#mia.mail #mia.writes #mia.scaramouchessimp.mail #obey me #obey me x reader #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me beelzebub #obey me asmodeus #obey me belphegor

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leixo-demo · 1 year

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sorry if you are flooding with reqs, but can you maybe do the DJ from ω-3?

HIII thanks for waiting litethi! I never attempted to draw him before but i dropped some ideas while i was doodling him!

I imagine he's a goldie and a complete hater on everything except the things he likes, his headphones are made by himself with trash he founds at the beach

#splatoon #splatoon 2 #splatoon 3 #salmon run #splatband #omega 3 #request #also salmons have like death dreams and its the way theyd like to be cooked

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journey-to-the-attic · 2 months

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3rd anni req 9: [DRAGON AU] lucifer / bonding

ao3 link

note: quick note/clarification just in case: ik has nicknamed lucifer and mammon "boss" and "goldie" respectively, so those are the dragons she's referring to in her narration!

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“I’m not having any part in this,” Lucifer had said. “This is to be your responsibility only,” He’d said.

He’s… not entirely sure how this happened in the first place. At some point over the last few weeks, he’s gone from disapproving overseer of Mammon’s inexplicable adoption of a human child, to that same child’s primary caretaker.

Mammon is usually in charge of finding her a spot to sleep, but it’s Lucifer who makes sure she eats at the same times as them, or escorts her to the stream every morning so she can wash her face. Occasionally, he brings her strangely-shaped rocks, or sticks and flowers from the forest, so that she has something to play with.

He’s not sure why he feels the need to intervene. He’ll blame Mammon’s incompetence - and the child’s rather unhappy habit of walking straight into mortal danger.

The latest in her series of mishaps involves fish, a river, and a very panicked Levi. Lucifer is - as usual - surveying the territory when his brother comes racing up the hill, and dumps the human in a soggy heap at his feet.

“What now?” He asks, mildly aggravated, then pauses. This isn’t the first time she’s taken a tumble, but this is the sorriest state he’s seen her in so far.

“It’s not moving!” wails Levi, bounding in distressed circles and getting water all over the rocks. “I think— I think I killed it, Lucifer!”

“Don’t be ridiculous,” He replies, a little distracted by his running. “What hap— will you stop that?!”

Levi skids to a stop. His barbels twitch anxiously.

Lucifer ducks down and nudges the child with his snout. When she doesn’t respond, he puffs a cloud of smoke into her face, then tries again. This time, she makes a bubbly sound.

“Is it alive?” Levi asks anxiously.

“Stop calling her an it, Levi,” He grumbles, then straightens up. “She’s fine.”

“Oh. Okay.” Levi relaxes. He regards the little human for a moment - nose twitching - then flicks his tail and bounds off again.

Lucifer watches him go and heaves a silent sigh. He’s been seeing a new, fickle side to his younger brothers as of late. They can’t seem to decide whether or not they enjoy their new ward’s company.

Well, except Mammon. Perhaps this is the upside of being simple-minded - he doesn’t seem to care about everything that comes attached to the word ‘human’ for dragons like them.

Lucifer isn’t so naive, but it’s hard to look at this half-drowned little creature and think ‘dangerous’. It’s even harder to think ‘cruel’, ‘murderer’, or anything else in between. Still - best not get too attached.

“Up you get.” He attempts to nudge her to her feet. She just coughs pitifully and slumps back onto the ground. “We can find you a sunny spot to dry off in.”

The child - predictably, considering she can’t understand him - doesn’t move. She looks rather ill, actually.

Lucifer thinks for a while. The child blinks up at him with far-too-large eyes as he clicks, ignites the fire in his chest, then settles down beside her.

“Don’t get used to this,” He warns her, which is completely futile, and he knows it. “It’ll be a hassle if you get sick.”

The human doesn’t respond, of course, but manages to prop herself up enough to huddle closer to his side. He finds himself blowing idle smoke rings as he waits for the heat to dry her off.

“Be more careful next time,” He says after a while. “Leave the fishing to Levi.”

The child looks up at him cluelessly, then makes a series of chirpy noises. This is, in particular, is something new to him - he’s used to hearing human language from a distance, in gruff shouts from steel-clad giants, or shrill shrieks from beige-clothed merchants.

The way the child talks is almost musical, lilting from one register to another. The strangest part is that, sometimes, he feels like he might understand.

He supposes he’s a little glad that she doesn’t seem frightened by the growls of dragon-speak. He’s found himself unconsciously making adjustments, anyway - speaking softer, trying not to make the sounds too harsh, as if trying to imitate a human register.

He’s almost dozed off by the time he remembers why he lay down in the first place. He looks down. The child’s gone and fallen asleep, still curled against his side. For some reason, the sight makes him think of baby ducks.

Lucifer contemplates this for a while. Well, he supposes there’s no helping it. Humans must get their rest, especially small ones - otherwise they won’t grow properly.

Which means he might as well stay here. If he’s needed for something, surely it can wait.

Boss definitely seems like the most frightening dragon of the lot, but he’s actually pretty easy to get along with - as long as you follow the rules. If he starts rumbling, proceed with caution. If he’s blowing smoke rings, you could start hitting him and he won’t even care.

At least, that’s the impression I have. My fists are of inconsequential force to a dragon with near-impenetrable scales, though, so he might not have even noticed.

Living with dragons is a lot more ordinary than I thought. I had images in my head of them smashing mountains and eating boulders for fun, but mostly they just hang around and play - just like people do.

Apart from Boss. He seems to spend most of his free time standing silently on the mountain peak, staring out into the horizon. Sometimes he goes out hunting, and sometimes he goes for a fly around the forest, but mostly he just… watches.

He’s much more considerate than he looks at first glance. Less brutal killer, more affable-but-irritated caretaker. I knew all the dragon horror stories couldn’t possibly be true, but it’s nice to be vindicated.

I want to try returning the favour, but I’m not sure there’s anything I have - or can get - that a dragon would want. So I pay a little extra attention to what he gets up to the next day, and I note something useful.

Sometimes, while he’s land-watching, the wind whistles through the mountain ridges in just the right way to produce a little song. When that happens, he closes his eyes, and puffs out contented little smoke rings until he notices someone looking. So…

Goldie has a lot of shiny things in his cave. I don’t quite dare touch his main hoard, but he leaves a lot of the less precious-looking things unorganised by the walls - which means there might be something I can use there.

He’s clinking happily through his coin collection when I slip into his cave. He grunts in greeting, then goes back to organising them by colour.

“Hi, Goldie.” I stoop and squint at something small and bony-looking. “Do you think you have a flute or something around here?”

He tilts his head to the side. “Rhh?”

“It’s— ah, don’t worry. I’ll figure it out.” I set aside something that looks like a watch face. “...oh!”

A pan-flute - it’s a little dusty, but not damp at all. I try blowing an experimental little melody. I’m no maestro, but I still think it sounds lovely.

Goldie makes a chittering sound. His spines flatten back as I test just how high the pipes can go.

“Oh— sorry!” He makes a show of ducking down and covering his head with his wings. “Did I hurt your ears?”

He peeks a single blue eye out and trills. It’s funny - neither of us really know what the other’s saying, but we always seem to get the message across anyway.

The next day, as soon as I notice him flapping off to find a vantage point as usual, I scramble after him. I don’t know if I’m imagining it, but I feel like his spot today is a lot easier to navigate up to than usual - less vertical rock faces, less jagged edges.

I sit down on the ledge beside him. He’s radiating heat, as always - his crimson eyes flick down to me, and stay there.

“I’ve got something to show you,” I announce, then pull out the pan-flute. “Listen.”

His tail flicks cautiously. I bring the flute to my mouth - slowly, so as not to alarm him - and play him a little tune.

Just as he does when the mountains whistle, he closes his eyes and relaxes. The smoke rings come soon after that.

I play through all the tunes I can think of, then improvise a few new ones. Some time after I lapse into silence, Boss opens his eyes again.

Something about him seems to have shifted. A little nervously, I give his dark scales a pat. He snorts (there’s another puff of smoke), but doesn’t look irritated at all.

“Do dragons have names?” I ask him. He just looks at me.

I tilt my head to the side, as if listening to something, then point up at him. He stares for a little while longer, then makes a rough, crackling sound, and looks off into the distance again.

Then he looks at me. Then to the sky. It takes several more tries before I realise he’s trying to draw my attention to something.

“Sun?” I muse. “Is that your name?”

He doesn’t react. I try again. “Sunny?”

Nothing again. What else do you call the sun that’d make a good name for a dragon? “Hmm… Morning-star?”

Or something that means the same thing?

“Lu…cifer?” I try.

He blinks. Then his wings flick up, and he exhales - blowing what I can only assume is a pleased puff of smoke into my face.

I beam up at him. “Do you wanna hear another song?”

I don’t know how much of the question he understands, but his eyes light up when I pick up the pan-flute again. He settles down in that way that so reminds me of a cat, and lifts a wing to shield the bright morning sun from my face.

Lucifer likes music. That’s good to know.

#3rd anni event #dragon au #obey me lucifer #jtta ik #obey me mammon #jtta aus #writing

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cookierunauprompts · 3 months

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Is it bad that I kind of want to see more of Golden Butter Cookie..?

worry not, dear anon, because they have become one of my blorbos. So allow me to make a post that is rather in-detail of them. All of it is under the cut because it is LONG.

Golden Butter Cookie, or 'Goldie' as Shadow Milk Cookie calls them sometimes, was the first ever cookie that the witches created. Holding the virtue of Creation within their four point star shaped Soul Jam, their ability is to be able to make almost anything. The main reason she sticks with making sentient dolls and toys is because a fiber from the Witches' robes fell into her dough, giving her control over them.

After her creation, it wasn't too long before the other (not yet) fallen heroes were made. She's about an hour or two older than them.

Their own personal world, the Toy-Box, was in fact created by her and it's entrance(which is, in fact, a small box) resides somewhere in Beast Yeast as a relic. Nobody know it's location except for her and Shadow Milk Cookie.

Over time, Goldie has become much more mellow and reclusive compared to how much she went out back in her old days. Maybe it has something to do with the fact her corrupted attribute is Cowardice.

Slowly but surely, she hid away from the cookie world. All based on the 'fact' that she wasn't needed, for if the cookies themselves could create wondrous things she hadn't even thought of yet, what use was she?

I have two timelines for her, one where she leaves the Toy-Box after Gingerbrave and co come to Beast Yeast and acts as their guide(under a disguise) instead of carameleon cookie. The other is where Gingerbrave and Co stumble upon the toy box while chasing after Shadow Milk cookie, and then proceed to get stuck in it like idiots.

Fun fact, req prompt #17 takes place before the beasts get sealed. So it's the last time Goldie sees Shadow Milk... technically

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Golden Butter Cookie's Relationships.

Shadow Milk Cookie

Pre-corruption Golden Butter Cookie > Shadow Milk Cookie : He's rather knowledgeable, but a bit of a dork too... It's kinda cute. I like his shows a lot as well, they're rather creative! (Admiration) Shadow Milk Cookie > Golden Butter Cookie : They're rather good company, though I wish I knew more about them... They're hiding something, but what? (Friendly)

During Corruption Golden Butter Cookie > Shadow Milk Cookie : He's done something to himself, I can sense it. I'm worried about him. (Tension/Worry) Shadow Milk Cookie > Golden Butter Cookie : Why are you hiding away from everyone? Don't you know that they still love you? It's not like you've done anything wrong... unlike me. (Tension/Worry)

Post Corruption, pre sealed. Golden Butter Cookie > Shadow Milk Cookie : I won't get in your way... But I don't want to join you out there. (Tension) Shadow Milk Cookie > Golden Butter Cookie : C'mon Goldie! Don't you want to have some fun like we did back then? I can show you one of my shows! I'd love it if you came for just one! ...please. (Friendly?)

Post Sealed. Golden Butter Cookie > Shadow Milk Cookie : Why would you do that...? Where did you go? I... don't know how to feel about you anymore... (Conflicted) Shadow Milk Cookie > Golden Butter Cookie : Will you still be there when I come back...? I never got the chance to... (Longing)

Eternal Sugar Cookie

Pre-Corruption Golden Butter Cookie > Eternal Sugar Cookie : Let's work together to make the Cookies happy, shall we? (Trust)

Post Corruption. Golden Butter Cookie > Eternal Sugar Cookie : I miss the days where we brought smiles to the world... (remorse)

Mystic Flour Cookie

Pre-Corruption Golden Butter Cookie > Mystic Flour Cookie : I envy you... If only I had a will like yours. (Envy)

Post Corruption Golden Butter Cookie > Mystic Flour Cookie : I see... Even you have lost your will. (Sympathy?)

Burning Spice Cookie

Pre-Corruption Golden Butter Cookie > Burning Spice Cookie : You're a bit too intense for me sometimes... (Tension)

Post Corruption Golden Butter Cookie > Burning Spice Cookie : Well... You've definitely changed. (Tension)

Silent Salt Cookie

Pre-corruption Golden Butter Cookie > Silent Salt Cookie : Even though you don't have much to say, I find myself enjoying all our talks. (Friendly)

Post Corruption Golden Butter Cookie > Silent Salt Cookie : Why don't you talk anymore...? Did something happen? Do you really... want this? (Tension) Silent Salt Cookie > Golden Butter Cookie : ... (Regret)

And, finally, here is her design for both her pre-burnout and post-burnout eras! One of them is a sprite edit because i wanted to try my hand at editing a cookie run sprite and i think it turned out good!

#cookie run #cookie run kingdom #cookie run au #crk #shadow milk cookie #cookie run au prompts #cr kingdom #beast yeast #shadow milk cookie x oc #cookie run x oc #cookie run oc #crk oc #i'll add on art later but yeah! golden butter cookie everyone #not all the other beast cookies relationship parts are filled out cause i don't really know what they'd think of Golden Butter Cookie yet #shadow milk gets the most relationship parts because their relationship is a bit complicated tho #will probably update this later with more info as well #Golden Butter Cookie tag

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birdriddles · 2 months

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[ 🪸 ] SEA CREATURE NPTS

NAMES: caspian, coral, marina, star, angler, tide, aqua, pearl, blue, lana, cordelia, reef, fisher, banks, titus, bubble, finn, shelly, guppy, tallulah, ariel, goldie, marlin, sirena, sharky, skipper, moray, pike, sandy, snapper, octo

PRNS: scale/scales, fin/fins, reef/reefs, sand/sands, wave/waves, foam/foams, sea/seas, tooth/tooths, gill/gills, tail/tails, blub/blubs, swim/swims, hunt/hunts, sting/stings, jelly/jellys, squid/squids, coral/corals, aqua/aquas, bubble/bubbles, shoal/shoals, shell/shells, tide/tides, scuttle/scuttles, splash/splashs, ink/inks, brine/brines, kelp/kelps, urchin/urchins

TITLES: the creature of the deep, he who floats in the blue, friend of the sea, the heart of the ocean, his glimmering scales, his deadly sting, the one that lives among coral, the hunter of the sea, he who breathes through gills, the deep ocean dweller, the sunken one, the one drifted from shore, the one with fins and scales

(replace he/him/his with any pronoun)

[ 🪸 ] REQ: @tons-of-moths-in-a-box

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thatonesalmonlingnamedspike · 9 months

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welcome :D

(images above is not mine, it's an art req by @pokimoko[a cool person :D]!) (i will hold onto these forever tysm dude)

(also AUDHD OCTOLING SQUID!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

(tw!!! I swear here(got that American and Scottish in my dumb self), if you don't like it, you should probably go!!! I don't wanna make people sad :<) 🦑 ★ this abt me temp is by @electricalstemplatesᔦꙬᔨ—!! ╰━ Name: Spike ↭ Age: not telling but here's a hint: I cannot drive a car┊🎮 Pronouns: any! she/her is preferred tho!!! ﹅ __gender: Transfem | orient: lesbian__ꕀ🏆 ✮ l [link]() 🔫➜ I (surprisingly)have a gf who likes to be called Eight/Agent 8!!!↯ . . ੭ ⁠くコ⁠:⁠彡く⁠コ⁠:⁠彡く⁠コ⁠:⁠彡く⁠コ⁠:⁠彡

⁠ C⁠:⁠彡 C⁠:⁠彡 C⁠⁠:⁠彡 C⁠⁠:⁠彡 hello, I'm Spike! you can call me Goldie if you want, too. i go by any pronouns! i have ADHD so i may forget to do things... if i do, remind me! ;-;

cake day: jan 19 :D

a furry/avian/lgbtq+ safe space! (if I ever make you feel uncomfortable, please tell me!!! I don't wanna make you feel that way!!!!)

i am opening art requests again after like 3 months lol i can draw:

pfps

ocs(that aren't complicated)

memes

reaction images

art prompts

please send asks on @askbfdicharactersorocs i wanna draw objects more

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SINCE THE @ ISNT WORKING, here's a link to my Black Hole rp blog!!

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here's Root Beer V3!

about the Salmonling:

ROOT BEER?!?!/!(REAL)(AT 3 AM) :000000000

nicknames:

Spike - yea sure, anybody can call me this Salmonoid - it's salmonling, but they get mixed up often so yea :) Salmonling - sure :) Golden Egg: godamnit 8 I will get you back for that (she kept calling me this when we were at a cafe and due to me having the 'ability' to get embarrased easily of a glass ant with broken legs I was a blushing mess for the rest of the time I was with her--) THING - w h y d o y o u c a l l m e t h i s Person - ok???????? Root Beer - go for it :D Spika - this one's your fault irl fren/silly Pika - other sona's name so ye :D Asteroid - old roblox name, ye :D Asriel/Alphys - my kin so ye :) legal name - big no-no >:( Any other silly little nicknames: go for it!

i run a BFDI/TPOT/II ask blog called @askbfdicharactersorocs! if you wanna ask stuff there, to to that :D i also have a blog that just puts Root Beer in random ass places that y'all ask me for called @puttingrootbeerinplaces!

i'm a young artist trying to build my following on Tumblr! I draw many things, including;

-{memes(sometimes)}- -{CHANGED}- -{Bugsnax}- -{fanart(sometimes)}- -{Battle for BFDI/TPOT}- -{Mysterious Object Super Show}- -{Otherworldy Ravenous Beast}- -{Animated Inanimate Battle}- -{Open Source Objects}- -{Excellent Extraordinary Entities}- -{Beautiful Ultimate Really Never Ending Realm}- -{The Daily Object Show}- -{The Nightly Manor}- -{Inanimate Insanity Invitational}- -{and other object shows!}- -{smaller game characters}- -{splatoon}- -{transfurs}- -{My own OCS}- -{UNDERTALE}- -{Cookie Run}-

and more to come in the future! my blog is mainly for wholesome content cuz do a lot of meme/just straight up wholesome art.

i'm alright with nsfw art of my ocs although i wont draw any nsfw myself. i'm not ready yet...

my asks are always open, I would love to answer questions for you all on both accounts! :D

my account isin't that active with posts since i often forget to finish or just start another drawing...

i appreciate likes and reblogs and I would love for you all to follow me on my adventure through Tumblr! be sure to stick around for stuff like work in progress animations and artwork. <3

birthday: jan 19 :D

fav colors: 💜purple💜 💙blue💙 💖pink💖

Interests:

Object Shows

Memes

Spongebob(ik sounds generic but yea i love that show)

Pokemon

Minecraft

Splatoon

Roblox: @mayab3020

UNDERTALE

Bugsnax

Cookie Run: Kingdom

kin:

Remote (Tpot/Bfb)

Asriel (UNDERTALE)

Alphys (UNDERTALE)

Ash Ketchum (Pokemon)

thank you for reading :>

aughs-ajofoijeijvdv

#Spike's About #spikethesalmonling

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onlinekitsune · 4 months

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MASTERLIST: OBEY ME EDITION ─ ♡˚₊⋆

last updated: 12/30/23

oneshots/drabbles:

free dinner (mammon) — the two of you sneak out and end up going to ristorante six. without your wallet and mammon’s constant battle with goldie, he finds a way to pay without money

protective little brother (luke) — he decides to hang out with you while you get ready for a date with one of the demon brothers. he’s a tad bit worried about their intentions to say the very least.

your warmth (mammon) — he becomes worried after you decide to distance yourself after you heard certain rumors about you and the brothers.

dull glow (mammon) — waking up beside a demon is way more angelic and peaceful than you imagined

winter with them — winter date drabbles inspired from my winter date headcannons

headcannons/shitposts:

mc who’s obsessed with mobile rhythm games (demon brothers only)

winter dates with the demon brothers

the brothers catching you singing

would you still love me if I was a worm?

leviathan streams for you

uno with the demon brothers

treating mc like a god

ask reqs:

the brothers reacting to a mc with connective tissue disorder

misc:

do it for him meme (mammon)

that’s not your wife, that’s mine (mammon)

series:

#HYPEBOY: (mammon, choose your own adventure)

PART ONE. PART TWO.

✪ divider credit to cafekitsune ✪

#omswd #omnb #obey me shall we date #obey me nightbringer #masterlist

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f3r4lfr0gg3r · 6 months

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Alrighty bc I'm done with goldi for now I'm on to do reqs finally! That...took way longer than expected but whatever, this is just for fun so I'm not too worried about deadlines- But anywho, what should I do first?

Woo-hoo! Finally go something done, can't wait to do more and improve in the future

#chloe price x reader #giovanni potage x reader #epithet erased x reader #life is strange x reader

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goldensunbathed · 1 month

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anything ansgty with latino!james?

i usually wouldn't take an ask this vague, but jamies always on my mind so yes! thank you for requesting bb, forehead kisses<33

this isn't very angsty, but when I get into that mood I'll write a little something else

cw: surrounding topic is christmas, slight arguing, mentions of a sick and dying relative, probably horrible spanish

474 words, latino!james x f!reader

You weren't scared to tell James your parents wanted you at theirs' for Christmas, you were scared of the way he'd feel about it. You always do Christmas Eve at your parent's house, and Christmas day at his.

Usually, if this were to happen with any other guy you'd just say fuck it and stay home for Christmas, but not James. James practically worships his parents.

"Guess what, mi amor!" James shouts as he walks into your flat, dropping off large brown bags in the kitchen.

"Hm?" You hum back.

"San Nicolas is coming soon! Snow is pounding down outside, look!" James says, boyishly.

"I actually have to talk to you about that, James."

His eyes brighten as he sets the milk gallon in the refrigerator. "Mami is making that pozole that you liked for Christmas dinner, I've been craving her cooking so bad lately." James says, moving his hands and arms around as he always does to express his language easier. Your heart cracks a little, you both haven't seen Fleamont or Euphemia in over 3 months, and for the Mama's boy, you know it's difficult.

"James, I can't be at your mom's Christmas dinner." You say, a frown on your face. His shoulders drop, his smile fading.

"What, why?" He practically whines.

"I'm sorry, Jamie, my parents want me home this year, you know my grandpa is sick."

"Yes! But-." James stops himself and rubs his eyes under his glasses.

"You can still go! I just won't be there." You try to bargain, but James shakes his head immediately.

"No! I don't want to be without you on a day that's supposed to be filled with happiness." He almost pouts.

"James, I don't want you to miss out on seeing your parents. Please, please go on and stay with your mum and dad on Christmas."

"¡No! Es contigo con quien quiero estar en Navidad. Por favor, ¿por qué no podemos hacerlo como lo hacemos normalmente?" James exclaims.

"I'm gonna go in the other room and let you take a breath, when you can speak to me maturely, come on in." You sigh, standing and walking into your bedroom.

Of course, you want to be with James and his lovely family on Christmas, but your grandfather could be dying!

Only a few minutes pass by, hearing James pace, until he comes into the room and sits next to you on the bed.

"I'm sorry, I just really want you there."

"I really want to be there, Jamie."

"Maybe we can FaceTime the whole time? And I can drive back home after or something."

"No, love, your parents live almost 3 hours away. It'll be okay, next year we'll go back to normal."

"I'll miss you."

"You're very cringey. It's only one day, honey, we'll survive." He smiles, and ultimately, Christmas turns out okay.

#ask #goldensunbathed #goldie's reqs #goldies masterlist #ask goldie anything #goldies asks #james potter #jfp #james fleamont potter #latino james potter #james x reader #james potter x reader #james potter x you #james potter x fem!reader #christmas... come back

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jaladwolf · 1 month

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My artist’s block is fading away a bit so y’all can send me requests.

DNI if N$FW, K!NK/F£TISH, Anti-LGBTQIA or Pr0sh!pper!

#ask me stuff #reqs open #ask me anything #ask goldie anything

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namesetc · 2 years

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hi!! guess who /j, could i please req alchemy names :] thank you!!

sounds fun!

alchema

alchemist

alchemica

alchemy

alchem

alchemia

alain

albertus

antimony

aurum

bismuth

bluestone

borax

beaker

cadmia

calamine

calomel

calx

cholk

copper

chrome

chromia

cinnabar

craft

crafter

chem

chemic

chemica

enchantra

ferrum

gold

goldie

luna

lapis

lime

pestle

quicksilver

silver

solaris

sulfur

spirit

salt

tin

vermilion

#alchemy names #alchemy theme #read dni #name blog #name ideas #name lists #name suggestions #read my dni #name request #name inspiration #baby names #alchemy #alchemic names

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goldessia · 2 months

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— - AND IN THE MIDDLE OF MY CHAOS,

there was you. - —

┊ MASTERLIST : RULES : NAVIGATION ┊

— - reqs: opened; please read my rules before requesting.

⋆ CURRENTLY : munching up fics of eren

ᶠᶸᶜᵏᵧₒᵤ! — - scotia/goldie : writer/reader : bisexual : main / anime blog : i write for: aot, mha, haikyuu, jjk—more if requested!

#percy jackson #my hero academia #attack on titan #eren yeager #levi ackerman #avatar the last airbender #bakugou katsuki

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with-love-from-hell · 2 years

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The Fallout

(Ft. Mammon)

Request by @asterinquinn

"I'm thinking for an angst req actually...can you make a story about mammon's life after mc dead?"

Hello lovely! Sorry it took me so long to get to your request but here it finally is! I hope you enjoy!

Genre: ANGST. (no comfort)

Written for Gn!Mc

Wc: ~2.2k

Cw: VERY ANGSTY; specific talk of death, depictions of violence and gore, mentions of blood, death of Mc, murder, depression, dynamics of guilt/shame, swearing, restricting diet

Note: Though I have a Masters Degree in Psychology, I am not your therapist. If you experience depression or are feeling hopeless, please know that you are not alone. Please use the Mental Healthline to find help of support. If you are experiencing a recent loss, utilize the Grief in Common website to find resources and support related to your loss.

6 days...3 hours...12 minutes...37 1/2 seconds.

Mammon laid in your bed, staring at the clock on his wall. As the second hand ticked the time away, he kept track in his head of how much time had passed.

Sine you've been gone.

He was past the point of tears for today. He had expelled so many over the past week, that he would have any left at all under normal circumstances was astounding...but for you, he could spend enough tears to fill an Olympic-size swimming pool twice over.

He grabbed his phone from his pocket for the 3rd time that day, pausing as the backlight turned on. He had never been able to get past the lock screen- a selfie of you in his sun glasses and jacket, giving a peace sign. But this time he bit back the fear and unlocked the phone, immediately going to his photo gallery.

He wanted so desperately to see your smiling face. It would never come close to the way he felt seeing it in real life, but the chance to do so was long gone- stolen like the air that had been squeezed from your lungs by the demon he used to call a brother.

He scrolled through the photos, starting from the beginning. The first was a photo Lucifer took of you when you had first gotten to the Devildom- mammon crossing his arms high over his chest and a grumpy expression present on his face, while you stood next to him with a nervous smile. He scoffed at the memory. He remembered how beautiful you were when he first saw you, but he was able to roll off the feeling like it was nothing. Oh, how things had changed.

The second was a photo you took of him kissing goldie while he wasn't paying attention. The left side of your face- presenting a clear cackle to the front-facing camera- was present on the bottom corner of the image. He shook his head and smiled. That was right after I made a pact with them.

He scrolled past a few more pictures before stopping on a picture he took of you at the demon Lord's castle during the ball. He thought you looked so beautiful, and he'd have been dammed if he wouldn't get to remember how perfect were in the moment. He managed to get a picture of you dancing, one hand in Solomon's as you moved into a fan position. He cropped out Solomon and managed to get the perfect image of you in all of your radiant glory. Man, I wish I could have danced with them.

He scrolled through picture after picture, each causing a small crack to form in his heart. He missed being able to see your bright and smiling face, he missed the way your eyes glowed when you cried, he missed the rosey blush that painted your cheeks when you were embarrassed, he missed the annoyance in your tone when you were irritated...and what he missed most of all, was your electric laughter when he did something stupid just to hear the sound...

He missed you.

All of you.

His fingers brushed over your face depicted in the picture before him. Our first kiss. He closed his eyes and tried to remember...remember how your soft lips felt pressing against his, the sweet scent of your shampoo from the hair that brushed his face, and the way your eyes sparkled mischievously when you pulled away. You had completely blindsided him after a night out at the fall with Asmo, pulling him into a kiss after he had just stumbled over a lie about how much he loathed hanging around you. The way you could always see right through him...

I should have just told them right there.

Mammon clutched his phone tighter as he felt his heart completely shatter. Tears began to prick his eyes once again and regret filled his soul.

Why couldn't I just tell them how much I loved them?

Mammon hiccuped and brought his attention back to the photos, scrolling past the final few until he came to the last one he took of you together. It was a selfie of you sleeping peacefully on his chest, and him pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head.

That was the day before he killed you.

Mammon closed his eyes and pressed his phone to where your head used to lay on his chest, trying to imagine how it felt to have you with him again. He wanted desperately to just suddenly wake up, to have this all be just a terrible nightmare. He wanted you to cradle him in your arms and reassure him that everything would be okay.

But he knew it wouldn't.

Mammon took your death the hardest out of all the brothers. They all had known he harbored feelings for you- hell, even you knew he did. But he was too scared of rejection to ever confess. Despite the kiss, despite the numerous nights stayed in eachother's rooms, despite the frequent cuddling and flirting...he could never bring himself to do it. And now it was too late.

He scoffed, tears sliding down his face as he stared past the ceiling. "Its funny. Even when I'm not in the Celestial Realm, you seem to have the upper hand in fucking up my life."

He pushed himself up, and wandered around your room. He picked up various belongings of yours and held them for a moment, before setting them back down. He had begged Lucifer to keep your room in tact to how it was the day you died. He agreed steadfast, as if he could ever say no to his younger brother when he was gripping the hem of his shirt, begging through wails on his knees to keep some part of you alive in the house.

Everyone left him to it. They would come and visit you too, sure. But Mammon practically lived in your room now. He swore he wouldn't ever let it fall to shambles, cleaning it compulsively and hissing at anyone who left something out of place after a visit.

The only one not allowed in your space was Him.

The audacity Belphie had at regretting his actions only after he found out you were Lilith's descendant drove Mammon to the brink of insanity. He never even got to know you- the real you. He was only using some distant memories from one lost long ago...the same memories that filed the hatred that consumed his soul for centuries and lead to the fateful day where he wrapped his hands around your throat and stole your life away from him.

Mammon, nor his brothers, have forgiven Belphie for what he's done. While he was initially arrested and brought to the Castle Dungeons, Lucifer couldn't stand the idea of losing you and his brother in the same time frame, so he managed to get him out. Mammon was furious with the decision, as were the rest of his brothers at first, but they have slowly started on their paths to forgiving the youngest.

"Fuck that," he thought out loud, striding over to your closet and sifting through the clothes. "I ain't ever forgiving that bastard for what he'd done to ya, Mc."

Mammon gritted his teeth as the thoughts of your brutalized body in his arms, void of the energetic life you once had. Your eyes wide, but foggy and vacant. You felt so cold, so stiff...and he remembered the terror he felt as Belphie's dark laughter reverberated through his mind.

He tried to shake the thoughts from his mind. The disgusting images already plagues his mind enough during his sleep...he didn't need it during his waking hours too.

"Mammon, are you in there?" Lucifer's soft voice followed a gentle knock on the wooden frame.

Mammon sighed in relief upon realizing it was his older brother who had come to check on him. You would be surprised at how little he talked to anyone else- the others getting grunts and mumbles in response to questions, but not much else...

Mammom quickly swiped the tears away from his eyes, clutching the sweater of yours he was now holding to his chest. "W-whattaya want?"

"I came to let you know that Dinner is ready. You haven't eaten in days, you should come down."

Mammon sighed. His stomach growled with hunger, but every time he forced food past his lips, it tasted like nothing. Void of any type of sensation- just like how your eyes.

"Fine. I'll be down in a second." Mammon paused, hearing silence follow his words. After a long moment, he heard Lucifer's footsteps patter down the hall slowly. He brought your sweater to the side of his face, nuzzling into the soft fabric before stuffing into his coat and making his way down to dinner.

The other brothers may make fun of him for it, but he doesn't care any more. He needed a piece of you with him to make it through each day. Something tangible- something firm. Something to grip him back to reality.

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#obey me!#obey me #obey me mammon #shall we date: obey me #obey me swd #om swd #om #mammon #obey me angst #angst #obey me fic #fic #obey me drabbles #obey me drabble

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obeymeswdwritings · 2 years

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mammon levi and satan taking care of mc with a broken leg plze

Characters- Mammon, Levi, Satan

Gn!Reader

Warnings- Injured reader (broken leg), Swearing, demons being absolute fools, non-canonical hobbies and discussions of them, my own sleep-deprived nonsense (Satan's part)

Category- Headcanons, Aix reqs

Mammon

He spent at least an hour fussing over you as Solomon and Lucifer took you to a human doctor who could fix you up properly, which certainly isn't to say he didn't continue fussing after you got a cast.

Do you need him to carry you? He can get your classes switched to the first floor, actually no, online, he doesn't want you to have to navigate halls or anything

He means well, but he's gonna get kinda smothering in his efforts to help you get better. If you need some space, let him know, he'll respect it for as long as he can, but he'll get restless and start texting you after an hour max.

He'll take over cooking duty for as long as Lucifer'll let him, or until you're better.

Is there anything from the human world you want or miss or anything? he's here, and so is Goldie!

You'll get to know him a bit better through his attempts to help speed up your recovery, from finding out he used to play guitar to finding that he's good at telling stories. Ask him for a bedtime story and he'll spin you a tale that anybody'd consider interesting.

Leviathan

this is not what he meant when he said he wished real life imitated anime. it was supposed to be superpowers.

Still, anime did teach him a little about how to help you recover! He knows it wasn't entirely accurate, but still, at least he knows how to contact a doctor.

Since you're supposed to rest for a while, there's a couple new shows he was wondering if you might want to watch, just because, yknow, he doesn't want you to get bored or anything!

If not, he can get access to human world streaming services, in case there's a comfort show of yours?

Oh, or he could read to you? or bake something, he's not great at cooking but he can bake some things!

He's gonna fret over you a lot, even after you recover, making sure you do strengthening exercises and watch out for yourself more. He'll get kind of hypocritical about it, telling you worriedly to drink water when he's only had energy drinks for two days. Negotiate a bit.

Satan

He knows what a broken bone is thanks to his books, and he's extremely worried

Which shouldn't surprise you, considering how much he cares about you. Honestly, wasn't it obvious?

Hm? You're feeling bored? that's understandable. He got some books from the human world recently, would you like him to read them to you? Or, this one's about feline pack habits, would you prefer that?

He's here for whatever you need! Macarons from Madame Scream's? He'll bring twenty boxes, and protect them from Beel! Human fragrances? sure, peppermint, lavender, tea tree, or citrus? It's up to you!

Okay, he draws the line at cat ears. That's definitely not gonna help you heal, even if it would make you less bored. He has some dignity!

He'll put on the cat ears if you look sad instead of mirthful at this. On one condition- no pictures.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #gn!reader #omswd #obey me hc #obey me hcs #obey me writings #obey me x gender neutral reader #Aix reqs #obey me leviathan #obey me mammon #obey me satan

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