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Dear lord time flies

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Hey lovelies! While I’m working on some fics, I’m up for making some headcannons or drabbles.

Send some in here!

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Learning of the Obey Me! News on Thanksgiving is diabolical 😭

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Heyy any updates on the Obamitsu fic?? 💕

It’s pretty lengthy so it’s taking a bit longer, but it’ll be out soon enough 🫶

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Changed my theme a little 🗣️

Okay, two big things I’m thinking of:

-A matchup event for 500+ followers

-A newer theme for my page

Thoughts??

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Okay, two big things I’m thinking of:

-A matchup event for 500+ followers

-A newer theme for my page

Thoughts??

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Reqs are open for BSD btw <33

Little Halloween post for ya 🫶

Thinking of Vampire!Ranpo, who’s cravings go past his sweet tooth. When the newer, stronger craving hits, the only one who can help satiate it is his beloved, you.

“Mm.. taste so good.” He murmurs, kissing and gently licking over the fresh bite wound he made on your shoulder. You wince, squirming under his grip as your body was conflicted with both pain and pleasure.

The taste of your saccharine blood making him roll his hips into yours harder, deeper, his cock hitting your sweet spot with sloppy thrusts. He moans lewdly as he laps it up, pathetically. After all, he begged you all day for this.

“Fuu- ah..” he cuts himself off, completely lost in the tangy flavor of you. “So so good..” Ranpo mindlessly licks the wound until it’s nearly stopped leaking from the puncture. A promise, spoken from a desperate mouth, to help you patch it up later is left to hang in the air. The very air that he was knocking out of you with his harsh and frenzied pounding.

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Little Halloween post for ya 🫶

Thinking of Vampire!Ranpo, who’s cravings go past his sweet tooth. When the newer, stronger craving hits, the only one who can help satiate it is his beloved, you.

“Mm.. taste so good.” He murmurs, kissing and gently licking over the fresh bite wound he made on your shoulder. You wince, squirming under his grip as your body was conflicted with both pain and pleasure.

The taste of your saccharine blood making him roll his hips into yours harder, deeper, his cock hitting your sweet spot with sloppy thrusts. He moans lewdly as he laps it up, pathetically. After all, he begged you all day for this.

“Fuu- ah..” he cuts himself off, completely lost in the tangy flavor of you. “So so good..” Ranpo mindlessly licks the wound until it’s nearly stopped leaking from the puncture. A promise, spoken from a desperate mouth, to help you patch it up later is left to hang in the air. The very air that he was knocking out of you with his harsh and frenzied pounding.

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Guys I think my Haikyu phase might be fighting it’s way back 🤭

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Do I make a new taglist guys??

Someone pls gimme the motivation to write a Obamitsu x reader fic 🙏🏻

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I’m just about 3/4s of the way done but I’m putting my soul in it🙏🏻

Liiiittle sneak peak of the Obamitsu x reader fic 🤭

He tuts, forcing your legs open to eye your soaked pussy up close. Not bothering to hide the groan that leaves him.

“Did you think you were done?”

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This may be a decently long fic btw ♡

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Liiiittle sneak peak of the Obamitsu x reader fic 🤭

He tuts, forcing your legs open to eye your soaked pussy up close. Not bothering to hide the groan that leaves him.

“Did you think you were done?”

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This may be a decently long fic btw ♡

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Y’all want a sneak peak of the Obamitsu fic??

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I am definitely bsing my way through the Obamitsu x reader fic but I’m about halfway done so 😭

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It’s actually nearly split on both ends lol

Maybe I’ll release one sneak peak of a fic if it’s long enough

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Hi, gorgeous! 💐🏃‍♂️

Hope you have a great day!

Can i request brothers reaction (or just Mammon lol) on them shouting on MC (after hard day or smthng) when MC just wanted some of their attention?

Not me all the time, of course not 🤡

If you're not okay with it, or just don't want to do it, it's okay)

The Eldest Brothers lashing out when MC wanted attention

Warnings: angsty to comfort, cursing, hints of insecurity (Levi)

A/N: I’m a sucker for comfort what can I say 🤭 but I hope all is well, dear anon!

Lucifer:

It’s safe to say this man is overworked, and that’s putting it lightly. He works himself to exhaustion almost daily. Today was no different. Other than the stressful time he had this particular day.

Being his adoring lover, you knew how he was. You knew he could get caught up in his work. But sometimes you wanted his attention. Attention that he couldn’t give you when he was nose-deep in paperwork.

You were sitting on the couch next to his desk in his familiar office. A usual routine.

Due to his lack of attention on you tonight, you couldn’t help but feel starved of it. You began trying to convince Lucifer to just take a break. To go to sleep with you as it was pretty late into the night at this point.

At first he would say “Not now, MC.” or something along those lines. But then you began to prod at him to leave his work. And something just.. snapped eventually.

“MC, could you not hound me about this? Just go to bed, I’ll be there eventually.” His voice was louder than he meant for it to be as he slammed his pen on his desk, pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration.

Your heart drops at his tone of voice and his words. Without another word, you rush out the office and to his room. You always slept there most nights. Against your better judgement, you still wanted to sleep there tonight. You finally let some tears flow out as you lay down to your side in the soft bed. The thoughts of how stupidly needy you were and how he shouted at you spiraled in your head.

Lucifer would stare at his half-done paperwork, frowning to himself after you left. He wished he conveyed what he said differently. That he didn’t fuss at you for simply wanting attention from your boyfriend. Moments pass, and he would finally step away from his work for the night. Pushing his chair from the desk, he gets up and walks towards his bedroom.

Seeing you facing away from the door on his bed, he noted that your shoulders shook. He gently closed the door and immediately sat on the edge of the bed next to where you were laying.

“I.. didn’t mean to raise my voice at you. I’ve just had a rather stressful day and I shouldn’t have taken it out on you.” His gloved hand sets itself on your arm.

The same hand slowly lifts the back of your hand to his lips where he then places a light kiss on it. “I’m sorry, dear..”

You would then meet his gaze, and seeing your glazed over eyes hurt his heart. “‘m sorry for pestering you.. I-I just wanted you to get some rest with me.”

He slides into bed behind you, cuddling you as you wanted. “No need for apologies. I should be taking time off my work to spend more time with you. I’ll try my best to see that happen.”

Lucifer pulls the blanket over the two of you. “Let me pamper you the way you deserve, yes?”

Mammon:

His day was rough. He had been tied to the ceiling for multiple hours as punishment from Lucifer. Not only that, but he wasn’t getting very lucky with his gambles.

You had noticed he was very dismissive of you. He wasn’t in his usual mischievous mood. Throughout the day you would try to get him to pay attention to you.

At one point, he just let it out. It was when he was out, cooling off from the events of the day. You had called him, wanting to know when he’d be home so he could hang out. He was still heated because of the losses and irritated at being tied up earlier.

When he picked up the phone after being so distant throughout the day only to hear you asking a multitude of questions, he shouted, “Dammit, I don’t need this right now! Can’t a guy be alone for two seconds?!”

The other side of the phone goes quiet. You were surprised and hurt at how he responded. You leave it at that and hang up.

Mammon looks at the “call ended” text on screen. After letting his frustration out, he just felt horrible. He shouldn’t have said that. “Shit..”

He rushes home, hoping you are willing to hear him out. The demon steps into your room to see your knees being held close to your chest and your head laying on your knees. He never wants to make you upset. And that’s just what he did.

“MC?” He starts, nervously sitting next to you on your bed.

You don’t look at him. He looks at the ground. “Look.. i shouldn’t have yelled at ya. It’s just that today hasn’t been on my side,”

He glances back to you. “And I’m sorry I said all that because of it..” Mammon wants the best at words, but you knew he was sincere.

You sniffle, eyes darting to him. He’s saddened by the fact he made you like this all because he couldn’t hold his irritation in. He feels like a scumbag.

He leans back, offering his lap to you with open arms. He’d understand if you don’t want this, though. “C’mere treasure.. lemme make up for it.”

Mammon smiled a little when you climbed into his lap and laid your head on his shoulder. He places sweet kisses on your face. He made sure every moment that night was spent worshipping and praising you.

Leviathan:

It’s not too often Levi lashes out at you. He’s incredibly serious about his games. Typically that doesn’t change how he acts with you and it doesn’t bother him when you’re there with him sitting in his lap or something.

Today, he had lost a pretty big tournament in one of his games. He became mad at himself and at the loss.

You came into his room, wanting his attention. “Leviii, you haven’t come out of your room all day!” You complained, to which you were met with an annoyed Levi.

“Well no shit! I just lost this month’s tournament! Do you really think I’d be happy?” He shut his mouth after speaking so unusually loud.

Levi watched as you left. God, how could he be so stupid? You were just concerned about him and he yelled at you.

He left his room for the first time since he lost. Feeling guilty as he went to apologize. He just hoped you wouldn’t hate him now. Though he would not blame you if you did, seeing as he’s just a yucky otaku.

He looked all around the HOL for you, and found you in the living room. You weren’t facing his way, but he was sure it wasn’t good. The demon hesitantly stood next to where you were sitting. He didn’t want to see you like this. But he needed to apologize for his behavior.

Levi fumbled with his fingers and at the cuff of his jacket anxiously. “M-Mc?” He began, hoping you’d listen.

When you didn’t look up, he frowned to himself and continued despite his urge to sulk in his room. “I’m sorry for lashing out.. I-It’s just— I lost a tournament that was important to me.”

You look up at him, not entirely forgiving him. He smiled awkwardly. “And I know that’s no excuse to have done what i did..” Levi lowered to his knees, and shakily took both ur hands in his own.

If you looked close enough, you might see him getting misty-eyed. “I-I’m really glad you checked on me, even though I lashed out when you did..” He looked down ashamed, “And I’m sorry, MC. Can you forgive a worthless otaku like me?”

You gave it a thought, and squeezed his hands. He perked up his gaze to you. “I forgive you.” It was a short and simple response, but Levi felt so much joy hearing it.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you!!” He hugs your waist from where he was on his knees. His hug only tightened when you brushed your fingers through his hair.

After a bit of silence he talks again, “Can we maybe.. watch a show together? It can be anything you want.. I’ll even get your favorite snacks.”

And that, you did. He made sure that he would make it known the rest of the day how much he is thankful you forgave him. For you, you got the attention you desired.