#Belphégor x mc

[yim-writes]

How I Think Obey Me! Characters Would Like Their Shower Temperatures

(( brothers + diavolo & Barbatos x GN!MC ))

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❤️‍🔥Lucifer❤️‍🔥

I think it's either scalding hot or ice cold

There's no in between for him

BOILING HOT AT NIGHT

FREEZING IN THE MORNINGS

PERIOD

Maybe if you shower together he would be willing to take a normal shower??

Kinda random but I think he'd really like saunas

💵Mammon💵

Cold shower vibes!!

Not ice cold or anything-

The hot water costs money!!!

Last time he took a boiling shower lucifer made HIM pay the bill!!!!

"Can ya' believe it MC??!?!!!?!"

So yeah- no hot water for now on.

He doesn't need the heat that badly : ' (

He would be willing to take warm showers with you though

....as long as he doesn't have to spend money. : /

🐟Leviathan🐟

Whatever!!!

This lil' creature IS water

They like any temperature

would think about asking you to take a shower with them, but I think they would decide against it

In fear of you rejecting them

If they do ask you though, I think it'd be like-

"M-m-mc? Would you wanna.. I dunno.. t-take a shower with m-me?"

They'd do the little uwu girl finger things

Where they run the tips together y'know?

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🐈‍⬛Satan🐈‍⬛

I personally think he would be like Lucifer

Opposite though?

Ice showers at night and scalding hot in the morning

Loves sleepy time cold showers

I think it helps him relax like a ice bath

on the flip side, I think he loves the practically lava spitting out of his faucet in the mornings

It gives him the vibes that he's still in bed

I think he'd only request you to shower with him if he was super comfortable with you, in fear of rejection

Although I don't think he'd admit it

He would prefer to take baths with you though

🌸Asmodeus🌸

MY FUCKING BABY MY FAVORITE

is definitely more of a bath person!!!!!!!!!!!!

Have you seen that huge tub?

Absolutely is going to cleanse themself and you together

Inside and out 😉

Depending on what type of beauty routine they're doing, I feel like they'd switch around alot

loves putting bath salts and rose petals in their bath!

Sleepy bubble bath time is a must!

🍔Beelzebub🍔

Depends ig?

Like- if he's at the gym or after a game?

I think he'd like both tbh

If he's just done with a workout, cold showers

Not super icey, but very chilling

It reminds him of a popsicle or icecream!

...Well now he wants popsicles and icecream

Dang it.

🐄Belphagor🐄

Well usually he's too tired to shower

He's not super stinky tho

Warm baths are his favorite

Not too hot, but not cold

So it reminds him of his cozy warm bed

Ends up falling asleep in the bubbles

Next time, you get in with him to make sure he doesn't get hurt

He's the 7th born! He's going to be okay! D :

He insists, yet blushing as he doesn't stop you

👑Diavolo👑

Definitely a scalding hot man!

When he gets out, his skin is red tinted from the heat

But loveeessssss the hotness

It's just so relaxing

He can't help it

🍀Barbatos🍀

I think he likes lukewarm or ice fucking cold

I think he thinks that the... rats... hate the cold

I wonder who told him that 🤔

So definitely likes the idea of icebaths

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[theinariakuma]

FALLING FROM GRACE

Rated: SFW

Fandom: Obey Me!

Genre: Simeon x Female!MC

Theme: Corruption

A/N: No real trigger warnings that I can think of, just a bit of a Darker take on Simeon. 

Spoilers for Chapter 16

As far as anyone knew, Simeon was loyal in his faith. He believed and followed like a good angel, despite having seen what happened in the Celestial War. 

Lucifer and his brothers had been his friends. His family. Being forced to fight them had left a mark on his heart, one he hid deep within. Their fall and the death sentence on Lilith had been enough to shake his faith, to begin with. 

Arriving in Devildom, he knew that it was likely not the best choice Michael could have made, but he knew he had to keep his façade on and continue to push through as Michael wanted. He would remain a loyal angel. 

It had been the human that shook his faith further. 

Humans were beings Angels were not really allowed to interfere with, so getting to spend time with them was a rare opportunity. 

She was so full of faith… not in the Father, not in heaven or angels, but in all of the people she befriended. 

“Simeon!” Her bright smile was enough to make him smile. The human was soft and sweet, despite the markings he sensed on her. She was bonded to the Avatars of the seven sins. Yet, the power did not seem to corrupt her. 

“Good morning.” His smile was light, soft as he gazed at her. This young woman always made his heart seem to lighten, yet she always brought more and more questions to his mind. She made him question all he knew, all he tried to push down, and he knew that having these questions can lead to falling. 

Unlike Lucifer and his siblings, Simeon had no real support system. If he fell, he was alone. That… scared him. 

“Are you okay? You seem…” She hesitated, gazing up at him as she tilted her head, “I want to say sad, but it isn’t… quite that.” Her voice was soft, unable to find the word for it. 

The surprise that flooded him was brief before it was covered in a mask. His fingers moved to gently take her hand, lifting soft fingers up as he leaned down, a soft kiss pressed to her knuckles. “Thank you for worrying about me, little feather.” His smile was soft, hiding the deeper feelings behind a wall of charm.

Her cheeks became slightly flushed, and Simeon was gripped with a desire to make her blush more. He knew that this human woman made him crave and pulled him further into temptation. After Lilith’s decisions, relationships with humans were banned among the Celestials. The Father did not want anyone to make Lilith’s mistake again because they grew too attached to a human. 

On the RAD campus, he often saw her, typically with Satan or Mammon. He only had a couple of classes with the young woman. She was not all that magically inclined. Well, that wasn’t true... He heard from Asmo about how much power she held when Solomon had lent her some of his magic ability. 

The level of magic she held made him curious… he knew her lineage. He did his research after he heard about her magic and despite Diavolo’s avoidance, he knew what they did. Simeon, despite knowing this, had no intention of reporting it. He believed in what they did, and why they did it. The Father may not have liked it, but Lilith deserved her life, whether as an angel or as a human. She did not deserve to be erased. 

Today was… unusual. She was alone, sitting on a bench. No Mammon, no Satan. No one was with her. The campus had emptied out rather quickly, so there weren’t many people lingering around. 

"May I?" He knew he should stay away. 

"Simeon? Of course." Her smile didn't reach her eyes and it made him glance her over, making sure she wasn't injured. When he was sure there was none, he sat with her. 

"What's wrong, little feather?" His fingers gently touched her cheek, brushing the soft skin slowly. He saw the way his touch lit a rose-colored blush on her cheeks. 

"I… they treat me differently. Since they found out I'm a descendant of Lilith." Her voice was small. "Not so much Mammon, but everyone else does…" She felt she could trust Simeon, she had since she first met him, it was why she didn’t keep the truth about Lilith a secret. 

Suddenly they all were very affectionate towards her. On one hand, it was nice… but they treated her like she was Lilith… and it bothered her. Because she wasn't any different, she was the same human girl that she was when she arrived. 

"You're not Lilith." Simeon sat back, and for a moment the mask fell. His bright smile melted down into a small frown, eyes gazing forward. 

The posture was something akin to Lucifer when he was frustrated. "I knew them… all that were up in the Celestial World. You and Lilith are similar, I cannot deny that fact. You both are kind and caring, you give people attention and hope. But… she made a choice and she risked a lot for it. She, whether they agree or not, became the catalyst to war, with her desire to save a human from illness." He heard the stories of why after she had died.

She was quiet, listening to him, all of her focus on him. She wasn’t used to Simeon being like this. This was different from how he normally was. He seemed… frustrated for her. 

"You have…not hidden things like your feelings, even if they are scrutinized." He saw how open she was with her affection for the brothers. Even the slow-growing affection with Belphégor. "You love openly and honestly." His voice was low as he gently gripped her chin, having her gaze at him. His blue eyes were locked on hers. 

Lips parted with a soft breath, "Simeon…?" 

The way she said his name made him shiver as his thumb moved to stroke her skin. He felt so many things as he looked at her, watching her cheeks darken to match his favorite roses. Her eyes were wide and focused only on him. 

The only place she should be looking at. 

There was a possessiveness that gripped him, he wanted to taste her lips, to claim her sounds… and draw her gaze every time they passed. Above all else… he wanted all of her. Selfishly, greedily, wanted her. 

The brothers had her love, her attention, had her. And he was jealous that they had such an amazing, beautiful woman at their back and they still didn't see her for herself. At least, not from only her actions. If it took knowing her heritage to finally see the woman she was, they should have been ashamed. 

“Simeon?” Her voice was hesitant and soft, her fingers gently brushing over his wrist, the touch was light and hesitant. 

“You deserve to be loved for who you are. Not who they see you as.” Simeon’s voice was low as his fingers pulled back until his hand closed around hers. 

Her hand gently held his, even as his grip was firm around hers, her touch was light, almost as if her grip had tightened it would scare him off. 

He took in her shy and surprised expression and his lips curled into a smile. “I believe I have overstepped.” He’d put the mask on and they’d pretend this never happened. 

“I… don’t know why you pretend so much.” Her voice was soft, almost a whisper. She didn’t want people to hear it, to know this side of Simeon. If he had wanted this side openly shown, he would have. “But… I am your friend. You can be yourself with me, Simeon.” Her fingers turned in his grasp, squeezing his hand. No longer afraid of scaring him off. He’d given her a gift, whether he realized it or not. 

His little feather was bolder than he expected. One bold action deserves another. 

“Thank you, little feather.” He leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. “The brothers are excited because they miss Lilith. But do not let them confuse you.” His advice was gentle as the mask was carefully settled in place. “They’re all stubborn, but put your foot down, make sure they see that you are you and not her. And you won’t let them act like you are her beyond heritage.”

After a moment, he stood up from the bench, adjusting his cloak on his arms. “Be a good girl.” His voice was low, and something in the way he called her a good girl made the young woman squirm under his gaze. “If you need me, for any reason, you can always reach me on the phone… Even if I am not great with it.”

When he returned to the safety of his room, the door locked, safe from prying eyes, the mask fell once again. “Damnit.” His voice was hoarse as he looked into the mirror, fingers running through his hair. Every time he slipped up with his mask, it seemed to be harder to replace the next time. His eyes were darker, sharper. He hadn’t allowed his wings out in a while, and part of him was terrified to see them the same inky shade as Lucifer’s. 

If they were like that, he knew there was no returning home.

In his mind, there was the image of the young woman he’d sat with earlier that day. If he did fall to corruption, fall from Grace as Lucifer and his brothers did it would be because the feelings he had for her.