asmolemmeeatyouout
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asmolemmeeatyouout · 26 days ago
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Guess who tried new stuff
Went bonkers for him
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asmolemmeeatyouout · 28 days ago
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241124 GD (@ 8lo8lo8lowme) IG Update
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asmolemmeeatyouout · 28 days ago
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HOLD EVERYTHING. this loser oh my GOD
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asmolemmeeatyouout · 1 month ago
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☆〜(ゝ。∂)
Happy (late) birthday to Satan ♪
Drawn by me (in CSP)
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asmolemmeeatyouout · 1 month ago
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let him sleep !!!
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asmolemmeeatyouout · 1 month ago
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drown your fish in fanta\ заливная рыба
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asmolemmeeatyouout · 1 month ago
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Mammon: Screams
Lucifer: Screams louder to establish dominance
MC:Lord Diavolo…Shouldn't we do something???
Diavolo: Holding MC shoulders No, I want to see who wins.  Hahaha.
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asmolemmeeatyouout · 1 month ago
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H-hey *drops all their obey me fanarts because I wanna make commissions*
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asmolemmeeatyouout · 1 month ago
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Lucifer: What a wonderful end to a perfect evening.
MC: I agree. I had a lot of fun with you tonight, Lucifer.
Lucifer: I'm glad to hear it. Though perhaps we should continue said "fun" in my room?
MC: That's ok, I'm feeling a bit tired anyway, so I'll head on back.
Lucifer: No, what I meant was we should allow ourselves to get further acquainted...alone...in my room.
MC: Oh, Lucifer, I already spend plenty of time alone with you. No need to get possessive.
Lucifer: That's not what I...look, what I'm saying is I'd like to know you more intimately, preferably without your clothes, if you catch my drift.
MC: Oh, so I see.
Lucifer: Indeed.
MC: ...
Lucifer: ...
MC: ...So are you saying you hate my outfit? Because I tried to go for a more casual look but--
Lucifer: I'M TRYING TO HAVE SEX WITH YOU.
MC: WHY ARE YOU YELLING AT ME?
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asmolemmeeatyouout · 1 month ago
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Okay, I know there's other headcanons for why Lucifer's bed is so big (so his brothers can sleep in his room too, so his wings fit, etc) BUUUTT... I like to think it's big so he can hobble into his room half asleep at night and face place right into it. He sleeps on his belly with his limbs sticking out like a starfish.
If you try to got to bed with him be prepared to tuck yourself under his arm or his wings because he takes up the whole ass bed.
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Horrible doodle of it.
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asmolemmeeatyouout · 2 months ago
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i love him just so you know
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asmolemmeeatyouout · 2 months ago
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asmolemmeeatyouout · 2 months ago
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Going to a restaurant with the cast of Obey Me! and the waiter asks, "is anyone in your party under 500? Beings who are five centuries and under eat for free."
The waiter glances at Luke as they say this but everyone immediately turns to you.
Mammon cracks up when the waiter brings over a high chair and you have to turn them down. Leviathan encourages you to at least take the booster seat so you can feel taller. Thirteen wheezes when they bring out the crayons and coloring mat, which you insist on sharing. You tell Diavolo not to get any funny ideas when the waiter bends down to speak with you at eye level. It's just standard protocol for this diner.
Mephistopheles doesn't understand the big deal. You're not even a century old yet, isn't this normal? Solomon, however, is trying not let his mini midlife crisis show. To Barbatos' delight, he's not getting the same treatment as you (despite also being human) and fears he might be starting to look his age.
Lucifer is visibly enjoying himself way too much and hasn't stopped sneering since you were handed a children's menu, which Beelzebub is excitedly cross-referencing with the adult menu that everyone else got. Raphael likes the little flag they stuck in your food. Luke is acting so smug and haughty that Simeon has to remind him to be humble.
Satan makes the unnecessary offer to cut your food into smaller bites because they only gave you a small plastic spork, while Asmodeus is busy snapping pictures of the chef's ketchup smiley face atop your dish. Belphegor warns you not to hurt yourself and asks if he should blow on your food, causing you to threaten him with the spork.
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asmolemmeeatyouout · 3 months ago
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What is your fav thing about beel
If I had to pinpoint it I guess it’s the whole gap-moe thing. Where he’s big and stoic but he’s an absolute softie when he’s not hangry I guess lol~ Same thing with Diavolo since he’s and Beel are my main faves. He’s big and powerful but a man child XD
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asmolemmeeatyouout · 3 months ago
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MAMMON!!!
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asmolemmeeatyouout · 4 months ago
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oh yeah? well [puffs out my feathers to make myself look huge and scary]
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asmolemmeeatyouout · 4 months ago
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For the fluff prompt, may I please have Lucifer and "making funny faces behind the computer while the other one is in a boring Zoom meeting" with Mc being the other one???
It starts small.
The most insignificant of details that the eye won't catch at first glance, but the brain notices something is amiss.
For starters, the pair of spectacles Lucifer always dons is sitting on his desk. You swear he was wearing them just a moment before—your eyebrows furrow—but then you divert your attention back to the screen. The demon continues with his paperwork.
End semester projects require regular progress checks. Your group members are done informing the professor of their progress, now it is your turn to speak up.
"We are done with our research," You say, involuntarily straightening your posture. "We have encountered several problems while trying to know more about the economic practices of the Devildom in the year 1121. Astarion and I have gathered what we could find and compiled it in the document attached in our recent email to you."
"And what is to be done next?" The demon asks.
Magoth speaks up, and you take the moment to grab the bottle of water next to you. You open the cap and take a sip, eyes darting behind the screen.
"We have already verified it from—"
You choke on the liquid in your throat.
Several voices of concern chime in through your speakers as you hack and cough. Hurriedly wiping your mouth, you splutter and blurt out words of assurance. The talking resumes, and your brain can't believe what it saw.
Lucifer, pouting as he stares into his phone, the device outstretched in his left hand. Puckered lips and and all.
"Don't." You mouth the words at the demon, who smirks and raises an eyebrow in challenge.
"This project will be submitted by the end of next month," You pipe in, voice confident of your group's ability to meet deadlines. "There's a survey also planned for extra credit, and Astarion has already formulated the questions."
"Very good! Ah, that reminds me, I've made a new email id—please mail me your survey results on..............."
You make the mistake of glancing at Lucifer.
You have to resist the urge to smile after.
He's winking at you now, comically so, and the demon looks ridiculous.
You mute your mic, and let yourself giggle. "Lucifer," You whine, "I'm in a meeting!"
"Can't I have a little fun now and then?" He says, picking up his pen again. "Besides, you should be focused on the meeting, and not on external variables."
You glare at the demon.
"MC?" Magoth chimes. "Are you trying to say something? Your mic's on mute."
You force yourself to make a polite smile. "Everything's alright! Just a little disturbance. Please, carry on."
You lean back on your chair. The sound of pen scribbling on paper makes for a suitable background noise, and you finally focus on the meeting being held.
You assume the demon has finally calmed down on his rare antics.
Progress is made, conclusions revised, and the meeting is wrapped up in the next twenty minutes.
You close your laptop after, and nearly jump in your seat.
Because there is Lucifer, eyebrows furrowed and a hand grabbing his chin. Lower lip being bitten by his teeth.
This time, you let yourself laugh freely.
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