#Shall We Date: Obey Me
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ren-mielthebee · 6 months ago
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had a mammon relapse🧍🏾‍♀️haven't played the game in months dk wut happened
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arie2faced · 24 days ago
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solmare don’t pmo…. this BETTTTAAAAAA be damn good. but i am definitely going to miss the content for the games.. 😭😭
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panickedpansexualprincess · 7 months ago
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Has anyone else noticed the utterly adorable sprite that floats by in the background of the newest guest visit space background? Of little fluffy MC, Sheep-chan, clinging to a little rainbow trailing after a falling star? Well I certainly noticed it, and thought it was totally and completely precious. And perfect for a pride symbol too! So here I have made sprites of Sheep-chan clinging to pride flags as they trail after falling stars! I'll be posting them to my Redbubble shop later, but for now, I just wanted to share these little cuties! I hope you find them as adorable as I do!
These designs are available in my Redbubble shop for anyone who might be interested!
If I've missed a flag you'd like to see, please feel free to let me know, I just did a bunch that I could think of!
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s0m3b0dy2u · 5 days ago
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stop im not a mammon girlie but hes so cute
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viburnt · 1 year ago
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Older brothers || Little things they do
Genre: Fluff
Type: Headcanons
Characters involved: Lucifer (Obey me!), Mammon (Obey me!), Leviathan (Obey me!)
Prompt: Little things they do to communicate with you.
Lucifer
• Lucifer is gifted when it comes to music, that is no secret. He adores his piano and takes great care of it.
• Part of him feels like he can express the feelings inside his chest better that way: sadness, anger, love; a key for each one of his emotions.
• One subtle thing he did, and that perhaps took you time to notice, was leaving the door of his studio open for you while he played.
• You'd walk by and listen, not coincidentally, to your favorite melody turned into a beautiful piano tune.
• Lucifer would notice you curiously peeking through the door and smile, pretending as if he hadn't seen you.
• The small sounds of amazement that escaped your mouth and the little claps you'd give to cheer on him were more than enough to make him happy.
• This demon also takes a look at your music playlist while you are not looking, so he can learn the scores.
• Piano is his way to say “I'm here for you, come closer.”
Mammon
• The second oldest has the soul of a crow trapped on his pretty little bubble head. He likes shiny and glittery things, valuable stuff; his sin is greed, after all.
• He hoards all kinds of items that catch his eye: Golden coins, silver jewelry, gemstones. Of course, it's a small loot, and he hides it very well from his brothers.
• Once he considers his treasure is worthy enough- it never is to his standards, but he tries – he puts it in a small cardboard box and leaves it on your bed.
• The first couple times it happened, you were a little confused. Mammon would only stammer something along the lines of “For you, dumb human” and leave, trying to- unsuccessfully- hide his flushed face.
• After a while, you started a small collection of the many things the demon gave you. It became a little game; you'd sort them out by color, size, and material.
• If you decide to wear a piece of jewelry from “Mammon's awesome treasure” (as he called it), he gets all goofy and dumb, boasting about it.
• If he notices you staring at an item a little too long at a store, he steals it buys it for you. He could be drowning in debt and still get you pretty gifts.
• Giving you shiny stuff is Mammon's way of saying “All of mine is yours too”. However, the meaning of his action also implies “No matter what, you are still more valuable than these things.”
Leviathan
• Leviathan, much like Mammon, can be qualified as a hoarder. The only difference between them would be, perhaps, that Levi tries to keep his stuff tidy and organized.
• We all know he is into anime and manga, so it's not uncommon for him to be reading or binge-watching his favorite series.
• A thing he does for you, even if it may seem like a burden to him, is that he always explains to you the plot of his anime. Like, he genuinely believes that if he manages to make you understand, you'll feel less weirded out by his weeabo self.
• It's not like his eagerness for these things bothers you, you find it kind of cute, but it'd be a lie to say that you understand what he talks about all the time.
• So you'd sit close to him, watching him read/watch his stuff in silence, and lean your head on his shoulder. Almost like a switch, he'd pause the episode or interrupt his lecture to tell you in great detail “How the protagonist sucks because he is overpowered”, etc.
• He felt closer to you that way, you were a haven for an introvert like him, so he'd really try to keep you around.
• Another thing he does is that, whenever you knock on his door to hang out in his room, he always takes a little longer to open. It's not because he is nervous about you visiting, he just freaks out because he doesn't want you to see his special merch. Wouldn't want you to think you are a creep.
• This is Leviathan's way to say “I care about you, please stay a while. I need you by my side.” He accommodates his hobbies so that you can fit on them with ease; better with you than to be alone.
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with-love-from-hell · 1 year ago
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Ashes
Written for Gn!mc
Genre: hurt/comfort
Pairing: Lucifer x Mc
Cw: depression implication, self-loathing
A/n: I wrote this at 4am when I couldn't sleep and was in my feelings.
"Darling, what seems to be troubling you?" Lucifer sighs, easing himself down on the bed by your feet. He caresses your calf, running his thumb along the muscle. The movement was intentional enough that you could feel it through the weight of your duvet, but gentle enough that it felt like a mere tickle.
"I'm fine." The lie slipped through your teeth easily. Anyone else would have left you too your swarm of negative thoughts and emotions, passing off the dismissive lie as you just being fatigued or in need of some alone time...but Lucifer knew you better than anyone else. What's more, he's someone you found difficult to lie to.
Lucifer sighed, squeezing your calf through the blanket. "Come now, Mc. You needn't hide things from me."
You bite your lip, trying to hold back the tears that threaten to spill past your eyelids. What could you even say? You couldn't exactly pinpoint the thing that had put you in a dour mood. The whole day seemed to weigh on you like an anvil, each mild inconvenience or small stress seeming to cause the weight to grow heavier and heavier until you could no longer carry it. Lucifer was a logical man- a man of reason. If you were to tell him that you didn't know what had you so down, you could just imagine the annoyed response he'd give. Sure, he loved you. You knew that. But he only had so much time, energy, and patience to give. If you didn't have anything to offer as a reason for your suffering, then you weren't worthy of the effort it took to console you.
"...Mc." Lucifer repeated your name, but the normal stern tone his voice would take when his brothers didn't respond to their name being called wasn't there. It was soft, laced only with concern and a desire to sooth.
"I...I dont know..." You glance to him uneasily as the tears slipped past your eyes. You close them, not wanting to look him in the eyes as you began to cry, feeling shameful for not having the words to explain your emotions, and for burdening the busy demon with your problems.
In an instant, Lucifer gathered you in his arms. He situated you in his lap so that he could cradle you close to his chest, letting your tears freely stain his freshly pressed suit. His thumb circled the center of your back, tracing the bumpy parts of your spine that stoof out slightly from the rest of your skin.
Your breaths caught in your throat as you tried to stop yourself from sobbing, but it only made the tears fall harder. You cursed yourself, not liking that you looked so pitiful in front of the Avatar of Pride. He surely must think you're a fool.
Squeezing your eyes shut tighter, you clung to him, scolding yourself for being such a mess. Your thoughts were mean- some down right abusive- as you chastised your inability to save face, and questioning your worth to the man who always sacrificed so much for you- and for what? So you can have a breakdown in his arms; blubbering incoherently because you can't place why you're just so fucking sad.
"I'm...I'm sorry..." your voice cracks as you mutter out the words into his chest. "I'm sorry..."
"It's alright, there's no reason to apologize." He cooed, barely resting his chin atop your head. "We needn't discuss what's causing your heartache right this instant. Take all the time you need."
He contunued rubbing circles into your back, rocking you ever-so gently side-to-side. Its during times like this that he wonders how you would feel if you could read his thoughts. Clearly, your lowly opion of yourself was projected onto him, while he saw you as his entire world. If you were hurting, then he was too. If he could, he would bring all three realms to their knees in order to protect you, and he wanted so desperately for you to believe that. He knew that after going so much of your life feeling nothing but animosity toward yourself would result in this knowledge taking a significant amount of time to seep in...but the desperation he felt in needing you to see what he saw when he looked at you was immense. Just once, he wished he could show you how much you meant to him- and to his family, as well. And he internally cursed the individual or individuals who made you believe you were worthless.
He took a shallow breath, humming contently as he gripped you tighter. For now, he needed to push that aside. What mattered now was that you needed him, no matter the reason. And when you needed him, he was there.
Always.
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c6lumbna · 2 years ago
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if i can't have you no one will 💝
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bomilovesdevildom · 2 years ago
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MC WHEN THEY'RE KICKED OUT FROM HOUSE OF LAMENTATION:
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writingseaslugs · 2 years ago
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Fic Idea Time!
Okay guys, so I have an idea that's been bouncing in my mind for a week and I want to know your thoughts. It would be an actual 20 chapter fic so I'm not sure if I'll be able to commit fully to it, but I mean...even just talking about it seems like fun. So here's the basic concept:
No beta, I die like the idiot I am
You couldn't believe it...and yet at the same time it was exactly the type of shit that Crowley would do. You stared at the demons before you, wondering exactly how you came to have such an interesting, yet annoying life. "So you're telling me...I was signed up against my will for an exchange program, and now I'm stuck here for a year?" You asked, feeling the annoyance coming through in waves. "I wasn't aware it was against your will, I offer my apologies." The head honcho demon, Diavolo, said with a sympathetic smile, "However the contract has already been sealed. Though I will say, we weren't expecting to have two students from your school." "Hey! Watch it, I'm The Powerful and Mighty Grim, future best wizard in the world!" Grim said, standing proudly. Lucifer looked annoyed that Grim would speak out of terms when you spoke up. "Well if the contract was for a single student, then technically this is correct. Grim and I are enrolled at Night Raven as a single student since I can't use magic." You explained with a sigh. Oh how annoying to have to explain all of this, not to mention you doubted they'd want a student who couldn't use magic and has a monster cat as a best friend. "You can't use blot magic, well that's fine." Diavolo laughed, "We don't use blot magic in the Devildom, so you'll be fine." You and Grim looked at one another confused, "Blot Magic?" You both said in unison. "Let me explain, since it's not common knowledge even in the human realm. There's different types of magic. Blot magic is the one you're accustomed to, which can only be harnessed by certain people." Lucifer said, "Here we use demonic magic, a different class of magic that doesn't accumulate blot, but takes something else entirely." "And what does it take?" You couldn't help but feel that small sliver of hope that you might be capable of using magic. "That's for you to find out during the exchange program." Lucifer's cold smile bore into you and you felt a shiver run down your spine. Well...guess you had some motivation for staying in the Devildom. Besides...perhaps they knew a way to get you home?
Well there you have it, a small blurb of the idea. Basically Crowley is given a notice about an exchange program and forges MC's signature (Aka the Reader), and MC and Grim are sent to the Devildom at the exchange students for an entire year. The ideas I have for the AU are the following:
Different types of magic, Blot Magic and Demonic Magic. Demonic Magic has a special way to harness that is revealed later in the story.
Pacts and their markings work differently in this AU for MC.
MC has a background due to plot relevance, but will be kept as vague as I can.
Possible romance, but not locked in. There wouldn't be any romance between the brother's at least. It would be at the end of the story where it deviates to different romantic routes for the Twisted cast.
MC can't contact their friends at the college while they're in the Devildom.
Briar Valley and the Devildom have some connections. The Fae and Demons often mingle.
Solomon is a mentor figure for MC throughout the entire story, meanwhile Luke is MC's newly appointed (self appointed) guardian angel.
There's now a reason MC ended up in Twisted Wonderland, and it's revealed late into the story.
Grim still has amnesia but bits of his AU backstory is slowly revealed throughout the story.
If anyone has any ideas though, I'd be happy to hear it. I haven't begun outlining things just yet, but I am compiling ideas slowly and would love to hear feedback from you guys. I have the basic plot in my head though, but like differences for AU's like...please gimme thoughts. Drop into my ask box. I will add them to the growing list of ideas. If I get enough feedback it might motivate me to start on this project.
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radnewspaperroom · 2 years ago
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Amazing! But also
Rookie numbers!
Make sure y'all pre-register!
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mirumototsubasa · 2 years ago
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My scans of the 2 plastic files for the Obey Me Bunny outfits.
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ren-mielthebee · 2 years ago
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wanted to practice drawing different ethnic features so have the bois (my own hcs)
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arie2faced · 19 days ago
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OH SHIT???? how we feeling om nation
also simeon is too gorgeous for this world
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Is anybody else stuck on the fact that we left the boys thinking that we were going back to the human world and would be back to visit them within a human lifespan… when they're not going to see us for likely thousands of years until the exchange program comes to fruition?
Cause like. I am SUPER stuck on that. That we didn't tell them the truth, so they're going to be expecting visits, or calls, or something, within our human lifespan… and how crushed are they going to be when that never happens?
What are they going to think when so much time goes by, a blink of an eye to them, waiting for us to get back to them again, and then one of them realizes that it's been long enough that there's no way we're still alive, & they 'realize' that they'll never see us again?
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imaginesfubu · 2 years ago
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Wait
I've seen this background before-
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Oh
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OH
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viburnt · 1 year ago
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Mammon|| Burnt cookie
Type: Reading bites
Genre: Fluff with slight angst
Characters involved: Mammon (Obey Me!)
Prompt: "Cookies for my love"/Mammon feels left out
When Mammon came to you with a baking magazine in his hands, you thought for a split of second he was up to something sketchy again. After all, his antics always started that way: “Oi, human! Teach me this or that.” Then? Grounded for a month for scamming people around him.
You sighed, giving the mag a brief look: Butter cookies, heart shaped, with a red velvet cover.
Raising your eyebrow confused, the question raised.
—Why do you want to bake cookies?—
Mammon looked away, trying to avoid your wondering gaze as much as he could.
—Just help me, dammit! I'll treat you to Madam Devian's if you do.— The demon stammered with certain embarrassment. Seeing how worked up he was over the topic, you huffed but agreed.
—Fine, but if I have to go through one of Lucifer's scolding monologues again, I'm breaking those sunglasses of yours with my hands.— He heard you grunt.
After a quick run to the store for ingredients, you settled on the kitchen counter to teach your demon.
It was a smooth process, you had to admit, impressed by Mammon's foreign good behavior. He was taking notes, watching with care your every step and not trying to tamper the recipe.
Putting the dough to bake, you eyed the concentrated man by your side.
— Who are you? What did you do to my Mammon?— You teased. His hand scratched the back of his head, confused.
—Whatdaya mean? It's me! Have you ever met a demon as dashing as me? Cuz there are no impostors on my watch!— He pouted, earning a laugh from you.
—I mean, cookies, your best behavior, and you're telling me this is not for scam purposes? What's the ruse?— The avatar of greed heard you inquire. He just clicked his tongue and frowned.
—Oi, get off my dick! It's a secret.— He answered with a sly smirk. —Besides, if I tell you, you'll tell the others and I won't be hearing the end of it.
With a snort, you shook your head. Mammon had always been stubborn when it came to secrets.
—Fine, fine. I need to go pee anyway, keep an eye on the oven while I go.— You said, walking off.
Weeks later, the House of Lamentation was plagued by all sorts of cookies: burnt, uncooked, salty, hard, weird looking…
Mammon went through the whole process of trial and error for days, wanting to bake - at least- one decent treat.
—You've been going on for days, Mammon. Are you ok? Is this some sort of demon midlife crisis?— You joked as the white-haired man sat defeated on the kitchen floor. The look he gave you made you shut your mouth quickly. —Hey… what's wrong?
Mammon huffed, rubbing his eyes.
—I just wanted to do something nice for you, is that what ya wanted to hear?— He grunted in discouragement. —Lucifer always plays his piano for you, Asmo gets you fancy presents. Hell, even Belphie gifted you a knife! I just…—
Hearing him like that almost brought tears to your eyes. He had tried so hard to keep up with his siblings that he felt the need to give you a gift. You hugged the demon with no hesitation.
—Mammon, you dummy. I love you so much.— You muttered, cupping his cheeks. — No gift or token would change that, you're still my first…
The demon grew flustered with every word you said.
—But the cookies…— He whined. You took one of the burnt cookies from the tray and dug in: it was gross and bitter, but it tasted just like love should.
—The best I've ever tasted.
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