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btdemaru · 11 months

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hi could you do the obey me characters reaction to like a male mc with long hair/piercings and is just really into like goth/mallgoth type fashion/makeup/music in general?

Obey me! Brothers X M!Goth reader

Note : idk much about this style/fashion so please i apologize if it's not correct! I tried doing alot of research of what the style looks like tho

Warnings : -

🖤 Lucifer

Would love your style alot, i like to think that he'd love to match with you from time to time. And will be intrigued to see your piercings, even perhaps asking to see it up close or touch it.

He loves every goth style that you choose and will not question you and no matter what part of the style you prefer.

Lucifer does listen to the music you play and sometimes would ask if he can join in or share headphones/airpods (ykwim).

If you do your makeup, he'd secretly glances at you from his desk. Probably trying to be subtle too 😭

💛 Mammon

Will swoon. Will be lovestruck. Will be in awe. Mams in LOVE.

of course this mf wouldn't show it (it's obvious though). Would ask alot of question like your color palette or why you like this style and basically just loves to hear you talk about it.

He doesn't mind metal/dark music and is open to listening to the playlist you have or even the one you made for him!

If you try to get him going to the cemetery or basically doing some scary stuff like even going to a so called 'haunted house' or a scary escape room it'll be a huge no no for him, even if he did go mams wouldn't be much help as he'll only be loud.

Will try to do your eyeliner (if you wear) or eye shadow but fails miserably making your face look all bad and messy makeup everywhere.

💙 Leviathan

He wouldn't mind, not big on it but he doesn't judge or hate it. Will let you do your thing, he doesn't know much about it so he'll ask you a few things to cure his curiosity.

Doesn't really listen to the music you do but isn't opposed to trying, turns out he actually does like ot after playing a song or two.

If you have a tongue piercing he'll zone out while staring at it. Totally not thinking about you using it on hi-

💚 Satan

We all know he likes to read, so when you walked in the room he's already analyzing your style all the way back from the first originated in the '80s following the punk subculture of the '70s.

Compliments you from your hair to piercings to makeup and clothes or even your boots.

I dont think Satan really listens to music but he does like to write/read and literature generally so maybe dark poems are things you guys can do.

man probably can't stop looking at you and would buy you jewelry or matching silver rings.

🩷 Asmodeus

Literature isn't really his thing but probably watches and admires you while you're doing it.

Will try matching you clothes with his own color palette and asks your opinion on it.

Asmo thinks you're hot. Definitely. 100%.

He's the type to bring you bouquet of black or red roses (whatever you prefer really), or even do your hair

Feel free to do his hair in return or putting your style of makeup on him, he'll take alot of pictures and posts it with the caption that you did the makeup.

Music? Yes. Listens to any music you play if he's in the mood he'd even asked for a a little makeout

🧡 Beelzebub

He doesn't mind it tbh, since i like to think that his twin also has a similar style.

50/50 on the music, he prefers pop punk but open to any music genres you exposed him to.

Would ask if you could do his eyeliner. (He moves alot) so you practically have to do it again and again for it to match so it's not lopsided.

Beel still loves you no matter what style you wear or what you do/listen to.

🩵 Belphegor

DING DING DING. love at first sight.

Belphie always asked you to dress him up or pick his clothes jusy cause he's too lazy to do it himself 💀.

Blasts music together while he just lays there like a dead person while you do your makeup/hair

Would always crawl to your lap whenever you're doing literature or writing about some gruesome poems he'll be there just deep asleep.

Doesn't really bother to go to those creepy dark places unless you're the one carrying him.

Would fiddle with some of your piercings if it doesn't hurt you.

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Again im so sorry if there's a mistake i did about goth styles while writing this.

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saucymalum · 2 years

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Mountain Out Of A Molehill - replaced!mc au

Obey Me brothers x reader (relationships not really defined)

Word Count: 3,200

Summary: When the boys start pulling away and refuse to tell you why it only makes sense to pull away too. But when you decide to leave the Devildom will they be too late to apologize and explain?

Warning: Hella angst (happy ending bc I can't handle the sad endings), misunderstanding/miscommunication, replaced!au, my goal was that the mc wasn't a push over....idk if I succeeded

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It hadn't been long since the new exchange student had come in. Only a couple of months. A couple of months of a slow decline of your relationships with the brothers. They slowly started leaving your texts on read, only to be found an hour later in a cafe or bookstore with the new student. Mammon would ask them for help distracting Lucifer. Satan would ask for their help pranking Lucifer. Asmo would ask them for their opinion on his outfit. The ache in your chest was so strong and so heavy. At some point, it was just impossible to deny it. You had been replaced.

It was honestly a stab to your pride looking at the fondness that poured from Lucifer's eyes when looking at them. Ironic isn't it? The avatar of pride destroying yours.

You understood, really, it's nothing new to say that when you meet someone new it's exciting. The truth is you could hardly fault them. The new student was a fast friend for you too. So you stayed back, you continued to bring Lucifer coffee in the middle of the night and pet Belphies head as he slept. But then the days got later.

6 months had passed since the new student arrived. 6 months of subtly being pushed away until you just felt numb. You'd wake up before Lucifer and leave for school before the brothers had left their rooms. You'd make it home before the brothers and if you ever wanted to leave after that? Well, you'd just have to come to terms with the fact that they weren't hounding you about where you going much anymore. On the rare occasions where one or two brothers would join it was obvious things weren’t the same. The distance was easy to see.

It's not like they were mean, far from it actually. Simply indifference sat behind their eyes. But nothing further. Levi would ask them to be player 2. Beel would share food with them. Not you. No fights over you, no conversations. You sat silently at the dinner table. No one noticed. It was like you were only roommates. That’s what hurt the most.

You were plagued with thoughts. Haunted with the question of how the new student was so much better, because if the brothers didn’t hate you then that was the only reason. You were no longer special.

And then the anger surfaced, a wrath that could rival Satan. You wanted to rip the door off its hinges and scream. Desperate for someone to blame. You blamed yourself, you blamed the new human student, you blamed Barbatos for never telling you the utter heartbreak you'd go through just a year after you'd met him. But ultimately you blamed the brothers, each and every one of them.

You gave everything you had to them, heart, soul, mind, life. And not long later you’re regarded as expired food. No. You’re worse. Beel would still eat expired food.

It took months to love them and it took months for them to trust you. A "Lowly, weak, insignificant human" they'd call you. Death is always around the corner. And just a couple of months go by for them to fall at the new student's feet.

It got to be too much, you'd drift between Purgatory Hall and the Demon Lord's Castle. Every week, anything to not have to look at them. Simeon tried, he really did, to give you some semblance of the relationships you lost. Luke was ready to fight 7 of the most powerful demons in the Devildom.

And thats when you decided to leave. You missed the sun rising and setting, you missed the seasons. You missed them. And two of those you could get back. If you just left the others behind. You talk to Diavolo and Barbatos and then you came up with a plan, leave Purgatory Hall, go to the Hall of Lamentation after the brothers have left, gather your things, and wait for dinner. It was a long waiting game, your heart bursting out of your chest at any unusual sound.

Everything was packed in suitcases when you walked back down the halls, staring at the crack on the ceiling from that one time Lucifer didnt tie Mammon up right and he fell. You longed to be able to go into Lucifer's room one last time but it was long before you left when he replaced the curse not allowing you in. You walked into Lucifer's office and you just sat, breathing in the lingering scent of ancient books and stale black coffee. You looked all around longing to go back to 8 months ago, but you just wanted to go home. Hours after you packed up you found yourself back in your now empty and lifeless room. You sat in the middle of the naked bed in your bedroom, tears streaming down your cheeks.

Heart tearing into shreds, every scar that had appeared was ripping open. Salty tears overflowing your palms and dripping down your wrists. You stared at your suitcase, sat nicely in the corner waiting to roll out of the place you called home for almost 2 years. You didnt know how long you sat there or when the brothers got home, you had long dried of tears when the knocks came rapping on the old wooden bedroom door. You quickly walk into your bathroom hoping whoever it was wouldn't care enough to search further.

"Y/N? Lucifer wants to know when youre starting dinner!"

Of course he'd send them. Too busy to ask you his damn self. Not even bothering to ask why you're home again.

They call your name one more time before turning the knob and walking in. One more strained call of your name leaves their mouth before running footsteps sound down the hall.

They call out to Lucifer saying you left. It's cute, they almost sound panicked.

In hindsight, you probably could have used that panic of the new student as a distraction but you were exhausted. All the tears taking the energy and pulling on your eyelids. You take a moment to try to hide in the bathroom.

You could hear everything, all 7 brothers and the new students' footsteps rushing into your old bedroom.

"Where'd Y/N’s things go?" Mammon asked.

A slap sound echoed against the walls and a yelp. "Obviously, they put them in the suitcase dumbass!" Levi yells.

Still, after everything the cruel names at Mammon make you want to resort to violence.

"Wait so Y/Ns leaving!?" Asmo almost shrieks.

"Why?" Satan asks

The bathroom doorknob jiggles and a part of you wants to lock it with a charm but then they'll know youre in here.

Hesitant footsteps walk in and your heart sinks.

A shakey voice calls out, "Y/N I know you’re in here please come out so we all can talk." Lucifer says.

Lucifer, avatar of pride, shaking at the thought of you leaving? No, impossible, can't be.

But maybe? His breath gets just barely shakier and you step out of hiding. Tear streaks and raw cheeks are on display. You put on a brave face but it was obvious you were hurting.

“What?” You ask, trying to seem unbothered by the intrusion but you just sounded defensive.

“What? Seriously? Do you have nothing to say to us Y/N?”

You carefully walk around the group and clutch onto your suitcase handle, “Why should I give any of you an explanation when none of you have had a real conversation with me for months? Why should I owe any of you anything?”

"What are ya talkin' bout, Human?" Mammon asks.

You look up into his eyes and you can tell he's not happy about this decision. But they could have stopped this. It's not like you were asking them to only care about you. Or to ignore their lives. You just wanted them to see you.

You wanted Luci to check on you at night when you're studying and bring you a snack. You wanted to have a baking night with Beel where he'd eat all the batter before it even made it to the oven. You wanted Satan to read you to sleep. Or for Mammon to sit on your bed whining that studying sucks and that he shouldn't have to because of his new money-making scheme.

It's not a lot to ask for Asmo to do your makeup and have a weekly spa day like you used to. Or for Belphie to still take comfort in you and sleep on your lap during movie nights. And Levi never needs a player two these days. You wanted them to love you again.

So you’re just left, not even cast out. Just invisible. But now that they see you…you’re mad.

It took you to almost leave and now they're upset. Almost begging for an answer.

"What am I talking about? None of you have had a genuine conversation with me in months. You all want to be around the new student but did any of you realize that I was being pushed away? Did any of you realize that you stopped caring where I went every night? I tried to talk to you about it but I just got talked over. And at one point, I just gave up. I'm not an exchange student anymore. I came back and I can leave. So I will."

You clench your fist around the suitcase handle so hard I might just break it.

Lucifer steps closer to you and the others stood behind him, “You can’t just leave, Y/N. You’re the human ambassador, you have a job here.”

You scoff, “Is that all you care about? How this will look on your reputation, no, on Diavolo's reputation? I should’ve expected that.”

Lucifer's eyes widen and for a second he looks…scared? But his face quickly goes blank.

“I’ve already made arrangements with Barbatos and Diavolo for me to leave so if you think that argument with somehow persuade me you're wrong. Now, if you’ll excuse me I have to go.”

“No, you can’t!”

Your head snaps back and you see Levi pushing passed Lucifer, “You can’t leave!”

You scan his face, trying your hardest to look indifferent but you can feel it slipping. “Why?”

“We didn’t mean do! We thought you didn’t want us smothering you so we backed off. I’m so so sorry.”

There the last of your indifference goes. “What are you talking about?”

"This is my fault." All the brothers turn to face the door and reveal the exchange student. None look nearly surprised enough by this confession.

They twiddled their thumbs and look to the floor. Even though they look so small, them trying to see innocent boiled your blood just a bit.

“What do you mean?” You ask.

"Remember when we had that conversation during our studying session? How you were saying it was getting annoying to have to be guarded all the time and not have alone time?"

You tentatively nod waiting for them to continue. Satan picks at his cuticles and Beel looks oddly nervous.

"Well I told them that, and at the time I didn't know you didn't mean it. Not totally at least and then…" they trail off.

"So we gave you more privacy…and freedom," Belphie says something for the first time

You step back to look at all of them, " So you're telling me that one one-off comment I made amongst all the times I said how much I loved all of you and how you didn't need to change…made you treat me like a ghost?"

"It hurt, I think that's why we never listened…we were hurt," Beel says.

"We were all hurt." your eyes look up into Asmo’s champagne eyes," And we should've asked, especially after all you've done and all we've been through. We're so so sorry." He wraps his arms around you but you remain stiff, unsure what to think.

Asmo releases you and you see Lucifer looking at you again, “We are sorry.”

You never thought you'd see the day Lucifer actually apologized for something.

"But-what about Lucifer's door? I used to be able to get in but it won't let me in. And Levi, you never ask me to play anymore. Beel, you share your food with them, you never do that. Satan you've been asking them for help pranking Lucifer. It doesn't make sense."

Lucifer steps closer to you and you look into his beautiful crimson eyes, they soften when they meet yours. "Mammon," his eyes shift to the demon and glares, "found out that if he brings an item that means enough to you it unlocks my door."

"Like those voice unlock diaries?" You ask without remembering you’re talking to a bunch of demons. They all look at you in confusion.

"I guess I forgot to inform you, love. I've been trying to find another spell that would work but nothing does unless you want to prick a finger every time you want to enter."

You look to the others, hoping they'll explain your other questions.

"Lucifer wouldn't suspect them, besides you said you didn't want to be involved if itd affect your relationship…and they would," Satan said.

"They've been helping me beat the level we got stuck on. You gave up but I didn't. I'd like to play it with you but it got boring." Levi grumbles.

You look to Beel, "You said I had to get better at sharing. Im trying." He whispers and…you did say that, didn't you?

“But what about Belphie usually you sleep in my room or on me. You haven’t been? Or Mammon, you’re always distant when you would go out with me, you never hang out with me anymore. And Asmo, you never invite me over for makeovers or spa days like you used to.”

Belphie looks into your eyes sadly, “You haven’t been home for a couple of months, I sleep here a lot.”

“More like every night,” Levi grumbles.

“Mammon?”

“If ya didn’t want to be smothered I thought you wouldn’t want me around since I’m ya know…always around.”

Asmo wraps his arms around you out of nowhere, startling you a bit but you can’t help but melt into the affection “I didn’t want to ignore you! You’re my beautiful Y/N! But they said you probably wouldn’t wanna do our spa days anymore.”

You slowly step away, all the new information sinking in and your bones chill a bit. “You all took one comment and used it to isolate me so far to the point my heart is broken and I almost left my home. This was a misunderstanding and I know that but you all should have known better. This will not be easy to fix.”

“We’ll do whatever it takes to make it up to you Y/N. “ Satan says and they all, including the exchange student, nod.

You bite your lip nervously and scan all of their eyes. "You should've asked." You hesitate for a second, “But I’ll stay if you won’t do that shit again.”

A chorus of ‘We promise's fill the room and you can feel parts of your heart pull together but it will be a while before it’s whole again.

"Does this mean I don't have ta avoid Y/N anymore?" Mammon asks.

Involuntarily your lips curl up, "No Mammon, you don't."

He lets out a groan and pulls you into his arms, "Finally! I missed ya."

He goes ridged and pulls back, quickly backtracking his words, " I-I mean not like MISSED ya just like I dont like when I can't do my job and I couldn't-"

"Mammon?" You cut him off.

"Yeah?"

"I missed you too." And pull him back into the hug before he could say more.

“Hey! We missed Y/N too!” Asmo whines and pulls me into his arms, inevitably bringing Mammon with me.

All the brothers, including the ever-composed Lucifer, join in for the hug, and for the first time in months there's laughter in the House of Lamentation.

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Mammon, Belphie, and Levi have fallen asleep on your bed, Beel was left sitting asleep on the floor after a TV marathon. Lucifer had reluctantly gone back to his office and Satan had gone back to his room with Asmo getting his beauty sleep in his room. You had called Barbatos earlier to tell him you were no longer leaving.

You sigh as the credits roll once again and look to your bed from the desk chair your sat on. Despite the pleas from the brothers you didn't really wanna be suffocated in a cuddle pile. With no room left on your bed, you turn off the TV and head to the living room.

Opening the doors you see the other exchange student sitting on one of the couches hunched over and clutching a mug.

Taking in a deep breath you wondered if you were mad at them or just mad at what happened. As you look at them you come to the realization it's both. They didn't have the right to speak for you and pretend for months that they were innocent every day you saw each other at school. When you would tell them the brothers were avoiding you, how much it hurt. It may have started innocently but they took advantage of it.

With determination in your steps, you approach them and their eyes look up at you. A heavy breath leaves their lips and they almost look pitiful from the guilt in their eyes.

"Y/N… I didn't want to interrupt but I'm so sorry."

You sit in an armchair next to the couch and level with them, "You're sorry?"

They nod and you scan their face for a second, "What exactly are you sorry for?" You ask.

"I'm sorry for telling them, I know it wasn't my place."

"So you aren't sorry for pretending it wasn't your fault that they were avoiding me? You aren't sorry for telling Asmo I didn't want spa days anymore? Or taking advantage of the time they didn't spend with me?"

They look at you shocked and frozen. They flounder for a while but you don't give them time to find an excuse.

"I don't really care why you did it. If you ever try to separate me from them again they won't take it lightly anymore and neither will I. It would benefit you to remember that they are seven of the most powerful demons and I am not just a human. We aren't friends and I do not value your company anymore. You betrayed my trust and used me. Don't do it again, this is a special opportunity so don't waste it."

You rise from your chair leaving them behind, scared and guilty. You forget about sleeping on the couch, not wanting to be around them after all your anger surfaced the more you spoke.

As you got back to your room to see four of the boys in your room you decide that a cuddle pile sounds like exactly what you need after these past six months.

Climbing in bed Mammon wraps his arm around your waist, holding himself to your back and you grab Levi's hand. If you make any more contact you worry he may implode. You sigh and relax into the affection you so desperately missed and you can feel more of your heart piece back together.

And if in the morning you see the new student eating breakfast alone and Lucifer smirking you don't question why.

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thebellearchives · 11 months

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𝐇𝐘𝐏𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐙𝐄𝐃 🔞 minors dni

~ asmodeus ; obey me

✧˚ · . S Y N O P S I S : Asmodeus’ thoughts run wild when he sees you dancing at a party

‧₊˚ c o n t e n t s : asmo x fem!mc, smut, oral (fem receiving), major switch behaviour from asmo, consumption of alcohol, mentions of drugs and tobacco

‧₊˚ a / n : definitely did not expect Asmo to be the second character I’d write smut for but yeah, here’s this piece i was talking about in that poll ~

Everything was hazy in your eyes, your memory had gradually become short-termed. The beat of the bass through the speakers banging against your eardrums dictating the moves of your body. You were unaware of the time, but you did know you had danced with several people throughout the night. Your skin had felt sticky with sweat and spilled liquor at some point but that was now forgotten in the middle the clinking of demonus glasses and demons singing to the music. You drank more from your vodka glass bottle, which Asmo had been kind enough to bring to the party considering you couldn’t get drunk off demonus.

The avatar of lust had been staring at you for a while. Lost in the sea of bodies it had been difficult for the rest of the brothers to find you and hog you all to themselves, but Asmodeus had been very careful to keep you nearby. His honey eyes sliding from your alcohol-drenched shiny lips to your cleavage, making their way down to the skin tight black dress, the way it hugged your breasts, your waist, your thighs... the demon felt jealous. Maybe he should help you get rid of it, the fact that your dress was grasping your body and he wasn’t was unthinkable to him.

Asmodeus wasn’t one to daydream, he would usually just go for it. He saw someone he liked? He wouldn’t wait a heartbeat to bat his lashes, buy them a drink, flirt here and there, see how far could he take things without making use of his charming abilities. It was all a game to him, and if he performed well enough you bet he’d get a nice price at the end of the night. And right now, there was nothing in the three realms he wanted more than a prize coming from you, but he was just so mesmerized by the swaying of your hips that he couldn’t move. He thought about getting closer to you through the multitude and scent of minted tobacco, he’d pull you away from that group of nobodies you were dancing with. Bump into your body and blame it on the amount of people in the dance floor, hold you from your hips to keep you steady.

“You okay there, Mc? Don’t fall!” he’d smile, but he wouldn’t take his hands off, pressing you against him from your lower back.

He imagines you’d give in to him, because who wouldn’t? He had those hypnotizing eyes that could make you melt into his smooth arms, your hands would trail up to his neck. His mind could visualize so clearly the way you’d flutter your lashes to look up to him, your tongue would dart out and slide across your lower lip. Were you thirsty for more alcohol? Maybe for a taste of him? He for sure was thirsty of you. And he’d lean in to inhale your enticing scent from under your jawline, his breathing making you shiver in his arms. His fingers would try and find their way under your dress, but as soon as his fingertips had the chance to catch a graze of glory you’d hitch a breath and pull him from his shirt.

“Not here” your whisper tinged with mischief, his senses would get filled with that smell he knew oh so well: lust.

Sweet, intoxicating smell of sin that would make his head spin in delirium. So you’d make your way out of the crowd in each others arms, skin stuck on skin on such a dense atmosphere filled with narcotics and liquor no one would even notice the way the personification of lust would pull from your waist, tempting you into the pits of unmeasurable pleasure. He’d like to think he’d be leading a little lamb to join him in the point of no return but he knows you wouldn’t be such a sweet little innocent girl. Because he can picture you hanging around his neck like a diamond. And fuck, wasn’t he weak to such expensive and beautiful things.

Your eyes would pursue his until you’d find a dark empty room somewhere, you’d crush your lips onto his and he’d ram you against the wall. The taste of vodka in your tongue driving him mad, he’d accidentally scratch your arms and you’d let out a pained, erotic whine that would only fuel his desire for more. He could only imagine all the different sounds he could pull out that pretty mouth of yours. You’d bite his lips in search of more of that aphrodisiac venom dripping from his mouth and he’d give in so quickly, wishing for you to show him what you got planned for him. Your hands gripping his shoulders and pushing him to the floor, hovering over him and your knees at each side of his hips. He’d slide down the zipper of your dress only for you to sit up above him and slide it down your body. Amber eyes would revel in your beauty and feel like the world is in his arms. He’d be so impatient as to finally know what it would feel like to be yours, but oh wouldn’t he like to let you know what if feels like to be his too, the narcissism and desire fighting inside of him. So the demon would change his mind, quickly wrapping his arms around you and rolling to the side so he’d be the one on top. Getting rid of your clothes was conflicting to him, he wanted to do it slowly so he could really enjoy it, but he was just so bewitched by your panting that at that point any fabric was just an annoyance. He’d pin your wrists to the floor and taste your skin from your neck to your clavicles, enjoying every single bit of the shaky reactions of your body. His tongue would swirl around one of your nipples, and he’d set free one of your wrists to make sure he’d give fair attention to the other one. More whines would come tumbling down from your lips like a siren song, driving him crazy with every single note. But he wouldn’t linger, the moment your head would give in and softly hit the floor he’d move on, his hot breath trailing your feverish skin down to your sensitive spot. For a moment, he wouldn’t resist a bit of teasing, and he’d make sure you feel his breath hesitate. His name leaving your lips in an almost religious plead would make him chuckle, but he’d reward you for pronouncing his name in such a needy whimper, so his wet tongue would then slide across your folds, making the muscles of your belly tense and contract, a breathy and high pitched moan whistling out of your throat. Your fingers tugging from his champagne-coloured locks, his arms holding your thighs firmly in place, his tongue lapping unmercifully, your back arching and desperate moans echoing through the pitch dark room until you end up clawing at the floor and he can taste the flavour of your orgasm, drinking it up as if it were the demonus in his cup.

Oh, right, there was still demonus in his cup. And you were still there dancing with unknown demons. He shook his head to come back down to earth, careful not to let his thoughts drift along the curves of your dancing body again. He walked up to your group and pretended to accidentally bump into you.

“You okay there, Mc? Don’t fall!” his wide smile greeted you, and his hands on your hips made sure to keep you steady.

“Yeah, thanks” you giggled, your lashes fluttered upwards in search of his eyes.

Oh, he has such hypnotizing eyes you thought, almost melting into his arms.

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violetduchess · 1 year

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Soulmate Headcanons

Summary: You are the soulmate of the Obey Me! boys.

Characters: Mammon, Beelzebub, Solomon, Asmodeus

CW: None?

Notes: part 2 will be out in an hour. It just need a little tweaking.

[Current] [Part 2] [Part 3]

Mammon

- When Mammon first meets you, he's instantly drawn to you. He can feel that you're his soulmate, but he's too afraid to say anything. He's never been good at expressing his emotions, especially not to someone he's just met.

- As you begin to explore the Devildom, Mammon becomes your unofficial guide. He takes you to all of his favorite spots and shows you around. He's proud of his home and wants to share it with you.

- Despite his initial shyness, Mammon can't help but be a bit of a show-off around you. He wants to impress you and show you that he's not just some lowly demon. He brags about his riches and his cool demon powers, but he always ends up tripping over his own words.

- As you begin to settle into life in the Devildom, Mammon finds himself spending more and more time with you. He's never been good at making friends, but yoi just seem to get him. He feels like he can be himself around them, and he loves that feeling.

- Mammon is a bit of a tsundere when it comes to his feelings for you. He'll act like he doesn't care, but then he'll get all flustered when you compliment him or touch his arm. He's not used to feeling this way, and he's not sure how to handle it.

- Mammon loves spoiling the you. He'll buy you gifts and take you out to fancy dinners, even though he knows he can't afford it. He just wants to make you happy and show you how much he cares.

- When Mammon finally works up the courage to tell you that you're his soulmate, he's a nervous wreck. He stammers and stutters, and he can feel his face turning red. But when you smile at him and tell him that you feel the same way, it's like a weight has been lifted off his shoulders.

- Mammon is fiercely protective of you. He'll do anything to keep you safe, even if it means putting himself in danger. He knows that the Devildom can be a dangerous place, but he'll be damned if he lets anything happen to his soulmate.

- Despite his tough exterior, Mammon is a hopeless romantic at heart. He loves writing love letters and composing cheesy love poems for you. He wants you to know just how much you mean to him, and he's not afraid to wear his heart on his sleeve.

- Mammon can be a bit of a drama queen at times, but when it comes to you, he's surprisingly selfless. He's always putting your needs before his own, and he'll go out of his way to make you happy. He's finally found someone who understands him, and he'll do anything to keep them by his side.

Asmo

Asmodeus, the avatar of lust, had always been a hopeless romantic. He loved the idea of soulmates, of two beings destined to be together by the universe itself. So when he heard that a human had been summoned to the Devildom, he couldn't help but wonder if they were his soulmate.

◇ Asmodeus is immediately drawn to the your beauty and grace. He can't help but admire the way you move and speak, your every movement sending shivers down his spine.

◇ At first, you are intimidated by Asmodeus' confident and flirtatious demeanor. But as you spend more time together, you begin to see a softer side of him that you can't resist.

◇ Asmodeus takes you under his wing, showing you the best shops in town and introducing you to all of his demon friends. He loves showing off his new human companion to everyone, feeling proud to have such a stunning soulmate by his side.

◇ The two of you bond over your love of fashion and beauty. Asmodeus loves to dress you up in the latest demon fashion, and you love how he brings out your inner confidence and sexiness.

◇ Asmodeus is a master at flirting, but when it comes to you, he finds himself tongue-tied and nervous. He can't help but feel like he needs to impress you, to show you how much he cares. But sometimes, his attempts at romance come off as cheesy or over-the-top, making you giggle and blush.

◇ Asmodeus loves to shower you with gifts and compliments, but he also knows how to listen and be there for you when you need support. He understands that being a human in the Devildom can be overwhelming, and he wants to be a safe haven for you to come to when you need someone to talk to.

◇ Asmodeus can't help but feel a little jealous of the other demons who get too close to you. He wants to be the only one to make you feel loved and cherished, and he doesn't like it when others try to encroach on his territory.

◇ You are initially unsure about their feelings for Asmodeus, but as you spend more time together, you begin to realize that you can't imagine your life without him. You love how he brings excitement and joy into your life, and you can't resist his magnetic charm.

◇ Asmodeus is fiercely protective of you, willing to do whatever it takes to keep you safe. He knows that your presence in the Devildom is dangerous, but he's willing to take risks if it means protecting his soulmate.

◇ Asmodeus loves to show off his romantic side, but he also knows how to have fun. He takes you to the hottest clubs in town, dancing the night away and creating memories that will last a lifetime.

◇ Overall, Asmodeus is head-over-heels in love with you, and he'll do whatever it takes to make you feel loved and cherished. With his charm, wit, and passionate nature, he's the perfect match for you, and together, you make an unstoppable duo.

Solomon

☆ When Solomon first sees you, he is immediately drawn in. He can feel a connection between you, one that he has never felt before. He approaches you with a sense of curiosity, wondering if you are the one he has been waiting for.

☆ At first, you are intimidated by Solomon. He is a powerful sorcerer, with an air of mystery and danger around him. But as you get to know him, you find yourself drawn to him as well. There is something about him that is both alluring and comforting.

☆ When you and Solomon first touch, you both feel a jolt of electricity. It is as if your souls are recognizing each other, confirming what they already know deep down - that they are meant to be together.

☆ As the two of you spend more time together, you start to realize just how much you have in common. You both have a love of magic and knowledge, and you share a mischievous sense of humor. You also have a deep respect for each other's abilities and intelligence.

☆ Solomon is initially hesitant to fully embrace his feelings for you. He has lived for so long, and has seen so much pain and heartbreak, that he is wary of letting himself be vulnerable. But he can't help but feel drawn to you, and he finds himself constantly thinking about you.

☆ You, on the other hand, are more open with your feelings. You know that you have found something special with Solomon, and you aren't afraid to let him know how much you care for him.

☆ When Solomon finally admits his feelings for you, it is a moment of both relief and fear. He is relieved to finally be honest with you, but he is also afraid of what the future may hold. He knows that your love is not without its challenges, and he worries about what may happen if you are ever forced to be apart.

☆ Despite these fears, Solomon and you are are determined to make your relationship work. You know that your love is rare and precious, and you are willing to do whatever it takes to stay together. You are constantly learning from each other, growing stronger and more connected with each passing day.

☆ In the end, Solomon and your love proves to be a powerful force. It brings you both joy and comfort, and it inspires you to become better versions of yourselves. You know that you are each other's soulmates, and that nothing can ever change that.

Beelzebub

♧ When Beelzebub first sees you, he's struck by your kindness and genuine concern for others. He's used to people being scared or intimidated by him, but you treats him like any other person.

♧ Beelzebub is initially shy around you, not wanting to scare you off. But as you spend more time together, he becomes more comfortable and starts to open up.

♧ You are impressed by Beelzebub's strength and athleticism, and are fascinated by his love of food. You quickly bond over your shared love of cooking and baking, and spend many hours in the kitchen experimenting with new recipes.

♧ Beelzebub is incredibly protective of you, especially when you're in the human world. He knows how dangerous it can be for a human to be in the Devildom, and makes it his mission to keep the you safe at all times.

♧ Despite your differences, Beelzebub and you share a deep connection that you both feel from the moment you meet. You're able to communicate without words, and often know what the other is thinking or feeling without having to say anything.

♧ Beelzebub is a natural caretaker, and enjoys taking care of you when you're sick or injured. He's gentle and kind, and always knows how to make you feel better.

♧ You are surprised to find that Beelzebub has a softer side, and often see him spending time with young demons, teaching them how to play sports or helping them with their homework.

♧ Beelzebub is incredibly loyal, and would do anything to protect you. He see you as his soulmate, and will stop at nothing to make sure you're happy and safe.

♧ Despite your differences, Beelzebub and you are able to find a balance in your relationship. You respect each other's differences and quirks, and are able to work together to overcome any challenges that come your way.

Overall, Beelzebub and you share a deep and meaningful connection that transcends your different worlds. You're able to find love and happiness in each other, and nothing can ever tear you apart.

#swd mammon #mammon headcanon #obey me mammon #mammon x reader #swd asmodeus #asmodeus x reader #obey me asmo headcanons #asmodeus headcanons #om solomon #solomon x reader #obey me solomon #swd beelzebub #obey me beelzebub #beelzebub x reader

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darkleysgarden · 1 year

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POV: You are an Asmo fan watching as Mammon wins a popularity contest. His insufferable fan base has done it again. The fan base that harasses those who like other characters, namely Lucifer and Asmo, calling them abusive, racist, and more. The fan base that is extremely rude and ignorant. The fan base that constantly ignores canon in favor of their perfect little uwu boy. And now, as always, other characters will be constantly ignored, giving Mammon pointless, annoying screen time. And as an Asmo fan, you can't even play an Asmo Devilgram, something supposed to be centered around him, without Mammon showing up and stealing the spotlight. Fucking great.

#i like Mammon #a lot actually #im just tired #this is so frustrating #obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me one master to rule them all #swd asmodeus #om! asmodeus #obey me asmodeus #asmodeusobeyme #rad popularity contest

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still-a-morosexual-help · 9 days

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I love this family so much it's making me insane. It also means so much that it's Levi's relationship with Asmo that is focused on after S4(?) showed that it was Levi who was able to help Asmo through his breakdown (as seen here)

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tatsumessy · 1 year

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Asmo: MC have my babies

MC: No

Asmo: pleaseeee they would be so cute, ya know cause I’m cute and your cute so we could have cute babies

MC: No…

Beel: What about mine?

MC: Anything for you Beel.

*All the brothers looking at MC like their crazy.*

A/N: This just popped up in my head…and I thought it was funny

#obey me beelzebub #shall we date beelzebub #swd beelzebub #om! beelzebub #beelzebub x mc #beelzebub x you #beelzebub smut #beelzebub fanart #beelzebub avatar of gluttony #asmo x mc #swd asmodeus #shall we date asmodeus #asmodeus x reader #asmodeus avatar of lust #asmodeus fanart #obey me beel x mc #obey me asmodeus #obey me #swd

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queerasaurus-rexx · 11 months

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frustrated that people in the obey me community just

act like asmo is a rapist?

like, yeah, lust is a hell of a thing, but we have no proof in the game's text that explicitly stated asmo has ever engaged in unconsensual or dubiously consensual sexual situations.

we barely have textual evidence this man fucks. he's flirty as hell, but we never have any hints or insinuations that he actually goes all the way.

people will say shit like 'well, given the game's rating' the rating doesn't enter into it. how many card stories have we had with lucifer that heavily implied he's going to fuck mc? we never see this with asmo, even in his card stories.

like i saw people who were upset about the (spoiler) lesson where solomon talked about making a pact with asmo while asmo was under the influence and people acted like asmo had it coming?

and his whole 'charm' thing? we don't really know how it works. it doesn't seem to function like a date rape drug though, nor do we ever see asmo using it like one.

none of the other brothers, or the rest of the main cast receive this level of demonization (ha), not even belphie or thirteen.

and i just can't help but see a bit of homophobia here, as asmo is the most stereotypically queer out of all the cast. he's very gnc, his mannerisms very much evoke the 'gay best friend' trope and he's also the only cast member to openly flirt with the other love interests (excluding his brothers, of course.)

i see it, and yall need to cut it the fuck out.

#obey me #swd obey me #shall we date obey me #swd om #swd asmodeus #obey me asmodeus #asmodeus obey me #om asmodeus

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kitkat11602 · 1 year

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Summer Festival | Lucifer

synopsis: While accompanying you around the Summer Festival, Lucifer thought it would be best to make sure he wouldn't lose you in the crowds, unfortunately for him, his pan backfired.

cw: y/n being a menace, Mephisto on Lucifer hate, not proofread, they/them pronouns used to describe y/n

a/n: after Nightbringer, I needed some non-angsty Lucifer time 😭

Lucifer sighed for the umpteenth time, his arms crossed over his chest as he looked around the area. Searching through the crowds of people for his lost human who had seemed to wonder off while he had his back turned.

You were the one that said you wanted something to eat, and yet, you were the one that had meandered away from him. So, in an annoyed fashion, he carelessly left the food he had bought for you with Beelzebub. Though he knew that it would no longer be there when he came back, he assured himself that that would simply be your punishment for having disappeared.

The Summer festival was one that was common in Devildom, having happened every year ever since Lucifer could remember. With different stalls selling food and merchandise, it was often a festival that his younger brother’s were most excited for each year.

And with it being your first time in Devildom, your first time going to the Summer festival, the brother’s made sure to hype it up as much as they possibly could.

Satan telling you about one particular stall that sold books, ones that you would have never thought to exist. Asmo ranting about the many different clothes stalls, praising some while critiquing others. And lastly, Beel had spoken highly of the many different food stalls that would be there, drooling in hunger as he spoke.

Indeed the brother’s had wanted to make your very first Summer festival special, but the moment you all had arrived they split off to do their own things, leaving you alone with the eldest brother.

Which was fine with Lucifer, he didn’t mind being the one to accompany you around the festival. But the further along you both walked, the more quickly he was able to realize how easily distracted you got. He barely had time to finish introducing one stall before you would begin to wander off to the next, so it was safe to say that Lucifer would be getting his steps in today.

It was only when the both of you had walked past a stand selling balloons, sizes ranging from small to big, on a stick to on a long strand of plastic. It was only then that Lucifer had an idea, one that he would surely laugh at if someone were to try it on him.

“Y/N,” He spoke, stopping you from going any further into the crowd. Pulling you into his side, he glanced up at the different varieties of balloons, his eyebrows knitted together in thought.

“You’re gonna get a balloon?” You asked, tilting your head to the side in confusion at his sudden interest in the balloon stand.

“Hm,” He hummed in response, raising a hand and pointing at the large dark blue balloons floating about two feet above the stand. “Two of those.” The owner of the stand nodded his head, getting to work on untying the balloons for the Avatar of Pride.

“I don’t get it.” You shrugged your shoulders, wiggling out of his hold and about to take off down the street like you had been before.

“Eh, not so fast.” Lucifer called out, pulling out his wallet, he passed a few grimm to the owner before grabbing the balloons that you assumed he got for himself. But when he approached you, picking up one of your hands and tying the strings around your wrist, he smiled in amusement. “There,” He sighed, “Now when you wander off, I’ll be able to find you.” Dropping your hand back down to your side, Lucifer chuckled to himself before brushing past you to continue onward.

Lifting your wrist into your eyesight, you could feel the balloons tugging to go higher, your gaze lingered on the wrappings around your wrist. “But Lucifer, I won’t wander off, I swear!” You whined, begging for him to remove the balloons for you, complaining that every time you moved your arm they bumped into your head.

“Won’t wander off, my ass.” Lucifer cursed, his eyes narrowed when he finally caught sight of two dark blue balloons bouncing in the distance. Breaking through the crowd, Lucifer darkly approached the balloons, ready to lecture you all through the night for having the audacity to go back on your words. But what he found at the other end of the balloon’s was not what he expected, and it certainly was not who he attached them to in the first place.

“Ah, Lucifer.” Mephistopheles spoke harshly, his glare making those around cower in fear. “Your human ambushed me and tied these to me, care to explain what that is about?” He spit, holding his wrist up to show Lucifer the poorly tied knot around Mephisto’s wrist. “Do you truly have no control in your own household? First your brother’s go around raising chaos all over Devildom, and now your human.” Mephisto’s expression shifted into one of amusement, chuckling to himself as he looked away from the eldest brother. “Would be a shame if Lord Diavolo were to find out about-”

“Where did they go?” Lucifer asked, interrupting Mephisto’s sentence causing the magenta haired male to scoff in displeasure.

“How should I know, I’m not their babysitter.” Swiftly turning around, Mephisto strode away, trying to undo the knot you had created while weaving through the crowd.

“Run, hurry!”

Lucifer abruptly snapped his head to the side, catching a glimpse of the back of your head running away from his direction, dragging along his younger, white haired brother with you.

“Foolish human…” Lucifer muttered, exhaling heavily as he only watched you run away. A smirk slowly grew across his face, his heartbeat quickening for only a moment as he began forward. Fully intending on catching you and teaching you a lesson for misbehaving, “You cannot possibly outrun me…you are mine after all.”

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