#The tale of seven lords obey me

[multifandomxdanganronpa1356]

Levi how's things still watching TSL? Wait what about dare! Tell those 3 mages about TSL!

Ehh?! Yes but.. Wait uhm.. Oh.. Okay

Have you ever heard about the tale of seven lords?!

What is that?

It's novel that been adapted in several adaptations that created by a human named Christopher Peugot! Well it's about 7 lord brothers, and the protagonist is henry that is a human!

Hmm sounds worth to read

*he just came back after put his lightseeker outfit on* what you talking about levi?

The tale of seven lords!

I think I've heard that before.. it's about demon 7 lords right?

Yes you got it!

Actually the cd has 4 volumes but I spill that for you.. The seven lords are brothers, the oldest being the Lord of Corruption

who's always plotting and planning in secret. The second oldest is the Lord of Fools who'd do anything for money.

The third brother is the Lord of Shadow, a brooding recluse.

The fourth oldest is called the Lord of Masks, who acts as a high-status, upstanding member of society, but in truth he's inhumane and cruel.

The fifth brother whose name is the Lord of Lechery has a dirty mind and only thinks about seducing others.

The sixth oldest is the Lord of Flies and he only has one thing on his mind: food.

Lastly, the seventh brother is called the Lord of Emptiness, who's hard to understand or read. Like belphie.

That's lot of characters...

wait are they really brothers!?

Yes it is, as for story it divided into several parts and henry helping each one of them. So well known parts is.

Volume two scene.. the second lord reunites with his is former lover, Geldie, but he finds her frozen in ice and I just hopes the lord will find a way to save her life.

Uh.... sounds bad.

Is she caught on snowstorm?

Yep..

then in volume 5.. the supply lines of the Lord of Flies gets cut off after his land is invaded by hostile forces. The Lord of Fools sends food supply to him, but the food spoils because of the rain, causing a disease spreading across the Lord of Flies' land

Uh oh that's even more worse!

Wait huh!?

Yep but that's only the thing that second lord to to helping his brother lord of flies.

Their friendship and family bond is really strong.. I kinda feel like sympathizing for them.

You know what scary? A plague.. and no food supply..

Haha yeah true nice joke Rafayel!

[afraidofbee]

Do you have any simeon drawings laying around? >-<

*spoiler(?) hard lesson 50*

I wish draw this interaction weeks agos but I forgot Ꮚ ֊ .̫ ֊ Ꮚ

[three-realms-archive]

Hello! We all know (or hopefully perceive the idea) that Satan would be a sweet romantic at heart! So imagine Satan x MC in an arranged marriage in TSL AU! For eg: everything was going well, they’re slowly falling for each other but MC has to keep secrets that hurts Satan! So MC tries gaining his trust by being honest, while Satan falls for MC again, as much as he denies it!

Of course, feel free to discard the idea, no pressure :)

Just A Small, Little Lie (TSL Arranged Marriage! AU)

(first request! i won't lie, i'm relatively new to the fandom and couldn't find any specifics for the tsl!au other than mc being henry and the demon brothers being the seven lords. but! i hope this suffices! all the tsl writings out there seem to have a more darker, sombre tone, too - so i hope that comes across :D but thank you so much, anon, for being my first requester! i hope its decently alright ahaha)

(Full fic under the cut! And feel free to plop ideas in the idea box :D)

Synopsis:

(Takes place in the TSL! AU - reader is Henry).

You used to be a knight serving the Seven Lords, popular amongst all in the realm. Then one day, without warning, the Lord of Corruption orders you to marry the Lord of Masks; of whom you had the closest relationship with out of all his brothers. However, the feelings for him that had once been growing in your heart turn sour as you're required to give up your knighthood, your life and your freedom for this arranged marriage.

Your husband gradually drops his mask, as he falls deeper in love with you.

And you gradually put up your mask, as you fall further out of love with him.

_

You don’t tell your husband that your fingers hurt, as you wind the stems of green willow between them into something that maybe, possibly resembles a flower chain. Fake green willow; because nothing survives here except him, you and the cats he allows to come and go from the castle. Fake green willow; with plastic that splits into sharp prongs that dig into your flesh when you bend it. Your husband’s flower chain is made with real green willow that has long since withered away; but today, for whatever reason he keeps behind the mask he wears, he’s decided to bring the flowers back to life by winding them into a chain. And, for whatever reason, he’s demanded you do the same.

Your flower chain looks horrible. His chain looks perfect. Like your perfect husband, with his perfect kingdom, and your perfect marriage.

The perfect, perfect marriage you never even asked for.

You don’t tell your husband much of anything, nowadays. You remember your days as Henry, the brave knight, who fights against evil and protects the seven, wise sages of the realm. You used to talk with the Lord of Masks before heading off on excursions, during breaks in military council meetings, over private, celebratory dinners… Anytime you could, you’d seek him out. You remember shifting in your seat the first time you had invited him to dinner, avoiding his gaze bashfully as you both had placed your hands on the table, fingers inching ever closer to touch. You remember he had taken your hand in his, lifting it to his lips. You even remember the exact knuckle where his soft, gentle lips had kissed. Such a romantic night; where you were free to speak and laugh and smile as you pleased. Free to possibly even fall in love with him.

… Free. You were free, until the Lord of Corruption had suddenly forced you over to the Lord of Masks as a prize. He had stripped you of your title as a knight, had forbid you from entering any other kingdom, and presented you to his brother with a shackle on your ring finger and a matching mask to wear.

So now, you do what you do best as a knight and steel yourself, putting up your guard. Everything you want to think, say or do… you keep secret.

_

The Lord of Masks doesn’t realise your fingers hurt, as you wind the stems of green willow between them into something that maybe, possibly resembles a flower chain. Fake green willow; because nothing survives here and he wanted you to have only the prettiest things which come close to matching your beauty. Fake green willow; which pales in comparison to the adorable expression on the face of his dear, beloved Henry, your tongue poking out of the corner of your mouth in concentration. He, himself, doesn’t really know why he’s decided to come to your room in the middle of the night to make flower chains, but he tells himself it’s to keep his spouse entertained. Nothing more than his usual behaviour and cunning. To keep up the façade of an upstanding, untouchable member of society.

He marries Henry and keeps them happy.

He shares in Henry’s immense popularity and gets the knight’s military prowess at his disposal.

Such a good deal for Henry, the Lord of Masks thinks… ignoring the unfamiliar, warm heat spreading over his flushed cheeks when you hold out your finished flower necklace out to him.

A good deal for Henry - no, not himself - indeed.

He tells you too much, these days. He remembers talking to you: Henry, the knight - not Henry, his spouse. Faking his smile in the breaks between council meeting and pretending to care before you headed off on military excursions.

But then you had invited him to dinner for the first time after a victory. Then, he had seen expressions he had never seen you show anyone. Not even his brothers. The Henry that wasn't just the tool he could use to conquer territory; nor the Henry he could use to gain status. This Henry smiled at him. Stuttered and faltered and even blushed when he kissed their hand - like the princesses in the fairytales he pretended he didn't love to read, or the fairies illustrated in the bedtime stories he read as a child. Someone enchanting, perfect and loving in a world where's he's only known masks.

So he does what he does best and dons his own mask. Through his various connections in high society, he had covertly pulled the strings and had the marriage arranged himself; masquerading it as his idiot older brother's idea. It’s on-brand; a marriage proposal masked as pure business, so he never has to face what he really feels. But he can pretend. Pretend he was brave enough to get down on one knee, ring in hand. Pretend that his story was exactly like that of the heroes of his favourite tales.

Pretend it wasn't the prince, instead, who was hopelessly, foolishly, in love with his loyal knight.

_

The Lord of Masks smiles. If one looks closely, past the haze of the lamplight, they might be able to notice that the smile reaches his eyes. He takes the necklace made by his spouse and barely squeezes it over his head and around his neck. Green willow-shaped plastic digs into his skin.

You try to smile, too. You look at him and try to remember the man who had lovingly pressed a kiss to your hand on that night, small specks of emotion spilling out from under his carefully-crafted guise. You keep his true image in your eyes - that of your rage-filled captor - a secret. It’s the only way for you to keep up your own act… and maybe stop yourself from breaking the heart of the gentleman you once held feelings for. If he was even still there at all.

“I love you.” The Lord of Masks says, forgetting how tight the flower chain had felt around his neck only seconds ago. His mask slightly falls forward, loosely, as he leans his head against yours and gently nuzzles you - like a cat would. He even rubs his nose against yours, basking in your scent. Internally, he curses himself. His body is betraying him.

“I… I love you, too.” You say, the band of your own mask chafing painfully into the back of your neck. You're unable to move when your husband shows his affection and you ready yourself to play it off as nerves. But something in your heart - as you look at him and see the man who had leaned forward to kiss your hand - falters. Were you still holding out hope, even now? Internally, you curse yourself. You need to learn to be better at acting.

The two of you stay there a while: the Kingdom of Masks' happy, perfect couple. Your foreheads touch, your fingers intertwine and, yet, your hearts are far, far apart. Into the darkness, the two of you continue to utter that sentence:

"I love you."

It's a whole-hearted truth after a lifetime of hiding, for one...

… And one of many, many small, little lies, for the other.

(hello, anon, i hope you enjoyed this! i went kinda tragic love story route; with hopeless romantic satan and a trapped mc, though i'd like to think mc is still holding out hope that the man they fell in love with is still there. if you wanted something a little happier though, anon, please let me know and i'll write a sequel, this premise is one i really enjoyed!)

[obeymelilith]

THE TALES OF THE SEVEN LORDS - THE MOURNING LADY (aka TSL Lilith lol)

[devildomwriter]

“Frankly. This is no good. Individually, you're all very talented. However, your lines are wooden, your singing is off-tune, and your dances are a disaster… I would consider this an acceptable level… if it were a kindergarten production.”

— Simeon to the brothers (The Tale of the Seven Lords)

[opiopal]

just wanted to say I have started the third part of my TSL fic "all I wanted was bread"! I dunno if more than a few people were on edge waiting for it, But i do apologize for dipping on it(life got crazy). I will be attempting to get it out before this up coming monday, but it depends on how busy thursday and friday will be for me. but I pray giving myself a deadline will make my stupid brain actually do it.

on a side note: do you guys want to know what inspired this fleshed out AU? this song

and yes I'm serious.

like 100% serious. everything I ever imagined happening in my AU came from me listening to a shitpost song on tiktok about bread and imagining it all happening. (also yes ofc the title is also based on the song) ((SONG CRED TO ANYA NAMI ON TIKTOK!!!!)

and funfacts about the Og story: originally Mc was going to have a habit of stealing bread for their brothers. simeon was aware and disapproved but knew he couldn't do much apart from telling luke that it wasn't stolen, but I felt that it would be a lot better if it was a thing Mc did out of desperation and hunger. which is why they get caught, they aren't used to stealing. and before that when Mc was still a thief at heart, Simeon originally never got the job at the castle, and Mc never got cauht. HOWEVER, they still fed the crows, in my beta version mammon was going to jasmine from alladin shit and dress up as a peasant to go out without people noticing him. mc finds him in their garden talking with the crows in the middle of the night, they assume he may be crazy and invites him inside because its cold, they slowly fall inlove after a few months then BOOM its revealed who he is in a brutal turn of events when Mc goes on trial!!! Luke was also originally going to be sick, which would be Mc's main reason to steal food, so then he could eat and live longer. but all that hurt my soul and I am a big fat baby. typically I LOVE LOVE LOOVEEE angst... when they're my own characters that is. but I love the boys to much:(

[scribblesinthevoid]

𝐎𝐛𝐞𝐲 𝐌𝐞! ~ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐋𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐀𝐔 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

╔═.·:·.✧ ✦✧.·:·.═╗

Lucifer, The Lord of Corruption

Always plotting and planning in secret

Mammon, The Lord of Fools

He'd cross any line for money, except for yours.

Leviathan, The Lord of Shadow

A brooding recluse- and your dearest companion.

Satan, The Lord of Masks

Cruelty masquerading as the perfect gentleman.

Asmodeus, The Lord of Lechery

The purest beauty, and the filthiest mind.

Beelzebub, The Lord of Flies

Ravenously hungry- but for food or affection?

Belphegor, The Lord of Emptiness

Master of dreams, and soon to be your heart.

╚═.·:·.✧ ✦✧.·:·.═╝

This page is complete, but I'm always taking new requests for chat bots. I sincerely hope you enjoy our darling demon brothers in this unique fantasy scenario I've been crafting for a while.

Happy chatting~!

[aspiringtrashpanda]

✨A thought about the TSL musical✨

So, Simeon directs The Tale of the Seven Lords: The Musical in the Pop Quiz "Henry and the Seven Lords", right?

I was cleaning while listening to music and was struck by a vision. A vision, I tell you! Listen. Henry and the Lord of Shadow dueting this:

We don't know much about the plot of the series, but it is mentioned in the trivia competition against Leviathan that the Lord of Masks does something to the Lord of Shadow in the upcoming release. This surprises Leviathan as he predicted that the two lords were going to make up.

SO PICTURE THIS:

The Lord of Masks has launched a surprise attack on the Lord of Shadow, Henry arriving too late to assist their friend. They reach the land surrounding the third lord's castle to find it ravaged. Blood-soaked earth pools beneath dying soldiers as medics tend to those who still cling to life. In the middle of it all is the Lord of Shadow, paralyzed with shock and grief. Upon seeing Henry, he lifts his head and lets out a mournful, "Remember me."

He is angry. He is spiteful. When he needed Henry most, they weren't there. Henry had promised to stand by him, and yet, they were nowhere to be found when he needed them most. He gestures to the ruin around him, challenging Henry to explain their absence.

Henry tries to interject, tries to apologize. The Lord of Shadow realizes then that Henry would never betray him. He launches into the chorus, pleading with Henry to stand with him and find a way to rebuild.

The song builds with the third lord repeating his need for Henry's aid in the bridge. Then everything goes dark save for a spotlight on Henry as they sing the solo line, "If there's a place that I could be, then I'd be another memory."

Then this is followed by a super intense last chorus where they sing to each other and the wounded soldiers dance dramatically in the background and fill out the ensemble parts. During the outro, Henry would be singing the "Remember me" part as if to switch the roles and insist that the Lord of Shadow should have faith in Henry's character.

It's perfect, okay? MCR is so theatrical. Their songs are meant to be acted out. Like, damn.

Thank you for coming to my TEDTalk. Let me know if you want more TSL musical scenes that come to me like a fever dream.

[authormars]

Do correct me if this could never happen, I have little to no knowledge of TSL, but I came up with an interesting idea.

Lord of Masks isn't trustworthy, if I remember correctly, but what if that's because he doesn't trust anyone else?

What if he wears magical masquerade masks that have different purposes? Masks that can show what someone is think? Masks that can reveal someone's true purpose?

[antiromanticbaby]

Monsters - Obey Me TSL

[✧] ー I'm obsessed. That's it.

[✧] ー Each kingdom in the TSL series has their own eerie monsters and urban legends. At least to me. Part 1 of my TSL rants <3 all of them will come with the tag #♡ ┊ tsl rants by pk.

Lord of Corruption:

♡ ┊ The Lord of Corruption might have tamed the three headed hellhound, Cerberus, with a breath of fire and destructive nature, but the monsters deep in the forests are much like Chernobyl animals and wildlife. Have you seen the two headed sheeps? The animals in Lord of Corruption's territory are horrifying, way bigger, made of shadow. They corrupt every place they set foot upon. Sacrifices are made once a year, young and innocent humans setting foot into the forest and never coming back.

♡ ┊ If anyone deemed Cerberus scary, they had never seen the monsters lurking the forest.

♡ ┊ The forest is completely off limits for everyone but the Lord of Corruption himself, as he is the only one able to handle the demons. It seems like the hostile monsters had been sealed away by a protection spell from The Lord of Corruption himself. There are rumors that the Lord of Corruption feeds on the magic of these beasts, empowering himself more and more.

Lord of Fools:

♡ ┊ I like to believe that the Lord of Fool's territory has multiple gold and diamond mines. Even magical rocks, and another headcanon of mine is that his empire is much like ancient egyptian empires, with gold south asian castles and deserts.

♡ ┊ Monsters lurk underground. Earthquake? Oh no, it was probably one of the monsters. Some miners lost their lives as the mine collapsed? The mines didn't collapse, monsters took it down.

♡ ┊ Huge, humanoid spiders and scorpions roam the deserts and unknown, ten legged monsters peer at miners in silence when they venture far too deep. These beasts aren't as hostile as the ones in Lord of Corruption's empire, but they can get very mad if someone steps foot into their houses. It's very hard for the people to see what exactly outlines them, but Lord of Fools has the power to detect those. There is always a certain aura surrounding certain golds, and as much as he hates to let go of some, he prefers not to anger the beasts.

Lord of Shadow:

♡ ┊ Lord of Shadow tamed Lotan, but there are still beasts lurking deep underneath his empire, which is pretty much like Venezia, a town on top of water. There are two days in one year that the people bring sacrifices from different empires and drown them for the monsters. 

♡ ┊ As an empire which is used to war and training for it, Lord of Shadows has everything needed to defend the empire from these monsters lurking within.

♡ ┊ Of course, Henry is a great help too, with the ability to surf underwater and shapeshift (another hc of mine). Lotan always accompanies Henry to make sure he's safe while he patreons. Henry trains many guards to patreon under the water and make sure none of the beasts venture too close to the empire, or the surface.

Lord of Masks:

♡ ┊ Finding something suitable for him was hard. But here me out we all remember Hide Behind from Gravity Falls, right? Or at least, Slenderman. So imagine this, creatures as tall as Slenderman, even taller, with no face or form but only a humanoid shape and made of a black void. They can take the form of anyone they meet, mimic them, and observe them enough to take over the victim's life.

♡ ┊ These creatures want to experience the life of humans and demons, so they observe, from the shadows, deep in the night and bit by bit take your life, your personality, and your loved ones.

♡ ┊ The Mimics, as I call them, are hard to detect. Specially since the victims can never be found again, as if The Mimics absorb them. But they have one weakness. They can never take off the masks every citizen and the Lord wears. So every month, at unpredictable days, everyone living in the kingdom attends a ceremony to take off their masks and close their eyes, with only Satan looking at everyone. The Mimics are never found after then, until the next ceremony.

Lord of Lechery:

♡ ┊ The most part of lord of Lechery's fashion comes from the feathers the sirens shed. Note that by Siren, I mean the Greek version, the birds with human head. The thing is, however, that these sirens are way bigger than the Greek ones and way wilder, with an even shorter temper. They're not as hostile as the other monsters in other empires, but they get offended way too quickly 

♡ ┊ They also have a thing for stealing jewelry and pieces of clothing from noblemen and women. Their weakness is mirrors, as these huge Sirens live in constant denial of their appearance and believe themselves to be the most beautiful beings to ever exist.

♡ ┊ These creatures seem to have a liking to the Lord himself, and never steal anything from him. They also find him superior and do listen to him. But who knows? Maye the Lord is using a little it of charming spells too.

Lord of Flies and Lord of Emptiness:

♡ ┊ The lord of Emptiness' grief has casted everlasting shadows that move through the empire. Legends say that if Lord of Flies was not here, the whole empire would be swallowed by these shadows. It is clear to every demon to never step foot into the shadows, as they will fall into a long lasting sleep, never waking up. There is a temple for those who have fell in the trap of these shadows, and the people tending to the temple say that the corpses are stuck in an ever lasting nightmare, being eaten from the inside out by ther own organs. 

♡ ┊ One day every year, shadows take over the empire. The people living there must lock themselves inside at all costs, and protect themselves with charms of light. And whatever they do, they must not let the lights go out until the shadows are gone, no matter what. The duration is not completely set, sometimes it's 2 or 3 hours, and some may last days and weeks. So everyone living in the kingdom has piles and piles of food, canned in magical devices to use.

♡ ┊ Still, the shadows are always tempting and full of temptation. One must not even look outside their window, for they might fall for the shadows' tricks.

[worldsonlylevifan]

mourning dove

[darkleysgarden]

Onetime I commented on a video and said that I'd like more gay aspects in omswd confirmed, like Levi definitely having a crush on Henry.

Someone replied and went, "THE FISH!?!?!??"

I still think about it multiple times a day. The guy he named the fish after........

*This is probably not funny to anyone else*

[sheepiemc]

tsl/christoper p cinematic universe

im super curious about what tsl is really like buuuut thats more something that i want to read rather than write

however i do want to take a crack at the play that simeon wrote for the festival, both versions w/ and w/o diavolo… 

[arcane-vagabond]

By Its Cover: Prologue

By Its Cover: Prologue

Pairing: Jake "Hangman" Seresin x Reader (Last Name: Sinclair)

Summary: The frivolity of high society has never much interested in you. You preferred to spend your time reading, something your sisters couldn't fathom as they spent their time shopping the latest dress styles. The youngest of five children and the fourth daughter, not much was expected of you. You knew you might be married one day, but you hoped beyond hope that it would be to someone that might understand your intellectual pursuits. You begin exchanging letters with a mysterious stranger, and what's more, your older brother's rakish best friend seems to find himself in your path more and more as the season goes on. What's a girl to do? (Regency!AU)

Content Warning: Historical inaccuracies, Regency period, Period related drama, Talks of judgement, Period typical sexism, Talks of marriage, Death of a parent, Talks of making a debut, Reader's feelings are hurt, light angst, some fluff. I think that's it, but let me know if I missed something!

Word Count: 1.6k

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Winter gave way to spring as quickly as one rumor gave way to another. Public opinion changed as quickly as the seasons, as far as you were concerned. Your whole life was spent in the thralls of high society, your entire life scrutinized by the judgmental lords and ladies of the Island before you could even walk or talk.

You had earned your reputation as a rather odd girl fairly young not quite seven years. Where the other girls were interested in dolls and hair ribbons, you found yourself enraptured by the world around you. On more than one occasion, you received a tongue lashing from your nanny as you tracked mud through the house after one of your many excursions into the garden, your mother heaving a tired sigh as you argued the merits of fresh air and stimulating your endless supply of curiosity.

“My darling,” she’d say pointedly, giving you one of her signature looks that reeked of motherly disapproval and exasperation, “while I find the fresh air and time in the garden as stimulating as the next person, it is unbecoming of a lady, dearest.”

You had recounted the tale to your father later that evening, the older man sitting at his desk with his feet propped up on the top of the wooden surface as he thumbed through a page of one of his many novels.

“I just don’t understand, Papa,” you muttered, your hair hanging from where you sat upside down on the chaise. “Why can Will go about doing as he pleases while I am to be tied down by all of these ridiculous rules?”

Your father had merely chuckled, marking his page before setting his book down to look at you.

“My darling Bug,” he smiled, taking his feet down and opening his arms wide to you. “Come here.”

You obeyed, righting yourself on the couch before standing to walk over to him. Bug had been bestowed upon you as your moniker well before you could remember. Your father had said that you earned the nickname once you were old enough to crawl all over the place, getting into things that you most decidedly shouldn’t. Your siblings had said it was because you were a pest.

Your father grasped your upper arms gently, the smile on his face as affectionate as always.

“William doesn’t get to do as he pleases,” he explained, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear as you pouted at him. “He will one day be lord earl of this estate, and as such he will take on many duties that will prevent him from doing a great deal of things. Indeed, he will take on many things that will see him as constrained as you.”

“I don’t believe you,” you grumbled, scowling up at him. Your father tilted his head back with a booming laugh, patting your head before placing a gentle kiss to your forehead.

“Nevermind all of that now, my little Lady Bug,” he hummed. “I’ve found a new story for you, would you like to read it?”

Your father was a fixture in your life, encouraging your love of learning perhaps more than he should have given the expectations set forth by society for you. Your mother saw no problem with your need for intellectual pursuits, but often grew exasperated at your clear lack of regard for decorum and stereotypical ladylike hobbies. Your elder sisters were the pinnacle of what proper ladies should look like in society, and you often found yourself being compared to them, much to your chagrin.

North Island, or the Island for short, was the nickname given to the group of nobles and upperclass that made up the elite, wealthy families that dictated the standards of polite society - the society you had the misfortune of being born into along with your elder siblings.

Your brother, William, was the pride of your family. He was a handsome, strong man that commanded the room with his very presence. He was jovial, charismatic, and intelligent by all accounts, and very popular amongst the other ladies of the Island.

Lydia was the second eldest after William, and was the the spitting image of your mother, with beautiful features that left all the men on the Island giving her longing looks. It was the Earl Reuben Fitch that won her hand in the end only seven seasons ago, and now they visited once in a while with their three children in tow.

Theodosia, or Theo for short, was the second eldest daughter, having entered into society only one year after Lydia, she was the prize to be won with her charming and elegant demeanor. Not quite as beautiful as Lydia, she made up for it with her wit, having won the affection of a viscount that same year.

Georgiana, or Georgie as your family was prone to call her, was only a year older than you and had made her debut the year prior. She had not settled for any of the men of the Island the year prior, setting her sights high and determining that the best had yet to come.

You rounded out the lot as the youngest, the strange, little sister that no one knew what to do with more often than not. The ladies of the Island often remarked that your head was too full of ideals, unsuitable for a lady of your noble family, and they lamented how your mother and father must have grown lax in their child rearing when it came to you. Or perhaps you were a hopeless cause. The reason varied day to day it seemed.

You were quite content with how your life was playing out. You had your books, the garden, and your dearest friend, Natasha Trace. Natasha, or Nat, was about a year older than yourself, having made her debut the same year as Georgiana.

“I’ll be happy once you make your debut,” she had said to you one night. “I won’t feel so alone at all the balls then.”

You had frowned at her words, the very thought of entering society growing less and less appealing by the day.

“Why must I debut?” You had asked your mother not too long after. “I’m the fourth daughter of an earl. Surely it is not that important that I marry.”

“Dearest,” your mother had sighed, setting her needlework down to look at you, “marriage is not all work. As the fourth daughter, you have more freedom to marry whom you would like. Your father would have wanted you to marry.”

“Father would have wanted me to do what made me happy,” you had muttered, turning to leave the room before she could respond.

Your father had passed years prior when you were only eight, and his memory still haunted the halls of the manner. William had taken up his title as earl, seeing to the estate with the help of your mother until he was capable of doing things on his own. Ten years your senior, he had done his best to fill in the holes your father’s absence had left behind, though he still needed reminding that he was, in fact, not your father.

“You’ll be making your debut this year,” he reminded you, scribbling away in the family ledger, casting you a spare glance as you scowled down at him.

“Please don’t make that face,” he sighed, setting his quill down to give you his undivided attention. “And please don’t make this more difficult than need be. Every young lady makes her debut at some point or another.”

“Why must I debut?” You frowned, your lips quickly forming into a smirk as a thought struck you. “Can I not live out my days on my own with you to support me?”

“You may not,” Williams replied flatly. “Bug, I know it can be nerve wrecking-”

“You have no idea what it’s like,” you interjected.

“But, it’s a part of growing up. You’ll find a husband who will make you reasonably happy and live out your days with him,” he finished. You scoffed, rolling your eyes as you clasped your hands together.

“William,” you began, “who would want me? The whole Island has deemed me strange, the black sheep of our family. You would really put me through this embarrassment for the sake of tradition?”

“I think you’ll find yourself surprised at who may want you,” William countered. “Many men on the Island are in need of a wife, and some may be willing to settle for someone of your nature given the right circumstances.”

A beat passed between you two, your heart stalling in your chest at his words.

“Settle?” You laughed quietly, but there was no humor to be found in your tone. “I am something to be settled for then?”

You hated how small you sounded in that moment. Of course, you didn’t care for what others thought of you. No, you were above all of that. Still, the thought that your brother saw you as some secondhand prize, something no one would seek out, hurt, and you willed the stinging tears behind your eyes to go away as you schooled your features.

William cursed under his breath, moving to stand, his face apologetic as he rounded the desk.

“Bug, that’s not what I meant-”

“No,” you snapped, sniffly slightly as you fought to compose yourself. “You’ve said quite enough already, brother. You’ve made perfectly clear where I stand as it is.”

He moved to say something, but you waved him off, already turning to leave the study.

“You’re busy,” you said flatly, “I’ll leave you to your business.”

William called out your name, but you ignored him, walking briskly down the hall and to the solace of your family’s library.

If you were something to be settled for, then you would at least make the most of what little freedom you had left.

A/N: Ahhhh!! The long awaited, much requested Regency!AU is finally here! Here's our first taste of Bug and Jake, so what do we think? As always, comments and reblogs are greatly appreciated. If you would like to receive updates on when I post, please go follow my sideblog (@arcanevagabond-library) and turn on post notifications! My work is cross posted on AO3 under the username sailor_aviator. Until next time!

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Obey Me boys as dads

I won’t be doing Luke for obvious reasons and I won’t do Raphael and Mephistopheles either because I don’t really know them. Anyways, here are my headcanons on what the Obey Me boys would realistically be like as dads. No sugarcoating, no idealism, no fangirling, though other headcanons I have about them will come into play. I will theorize about what they would be like as dads based on their personality and relationships to each other. So without further ado, let’s begin:

warning: slight spoilers for Simeon

Lucifer

With Lucifer, it is pretty easy to imagine what he would be like as a father given he acts like a father towards his brothers. And in all honesty, he is downright abusive. His go-to method of punishment is hanging his brothers from the ceiling or threatening them to do horrible things to them like feeding them to Cerberus. Not to mention that, given he is the Avatar of Pride, he can’t admit he’s wrong. 

If he had a child, Lucifer would treat them no different than his brothers, given he basically raised them, too. I do believe he would be able to teach his child well, but not without giving it mental health issues. He would give physical affection such as cuddles and kisses, and I do believe he would love his child like he loves his brothers. However, the child wouldn’t actually feel loved because he’s always being so harsh on it. 

Mammon

Mammon would be a decent dad, though he would definitely teach the child how to steal. Given he is the punching bag of the family and gets the most shit from Lucifer, he would do everything in his power to protect his child from that treatment. I do think he would spoil his child with gifts and spend time with it by playing with them. He would also teach him all kinds of gambling games and take them to casinos once they’re old enough.

However, Mammon would be oblivious to obvious dangers for a child and underestimate a child’s stupidity. He’s the type to let the kid run over the kitchen counter and not think of the possibility it might fall, but he would also learn whenever his behavior was pointed out because he really wants to keep his child safe.  

Leviathan

Leviathan would raise his child to be an otaku. He will teach it all about the Tale of the Seven Lords and all his favorite anime. He would be more of a buddy dad, not really good at teaching him life lessons because he can barely get his own shit together. If his child displays any interests he doesn’t share, he would find it difficult to engage in their hobby. He would probably self-loathe, thinking his child doesn’t love him or that he’s a terrible father.

Generally, he would constantly question his abilities as a father and spends many nights crying that he’s not good enough. But his child would genuinely feel loved, they might think their father is wimpy, but would never think of him as a bad father.

Satan

Satan would really struggle not lashing out at his child every five seconds. He’s the type of dad to get irritated whenever the kid asks for his help. He did not prepare for having to give his child 99% of his attention and gets frustrated that he can’t do the things that calm him down, like reading and petting cats. That causes him to lash out at his child more than necessary, which in turn makes the child fear their own father.

However, I can imagine that he becomes a better dad over time and bonds with his child by reading to them and taking them out to cat cafés. Still, he’s the Avatar of Wrath, and those anger issues don’t just go away.

Asmodeus

Surprisingly, Asmodeus would be a great dad. I imagine him being very fond of children. He loves their innocence and wants to protect it at all costs. While he is called narcissistic by the game itself, he isn’t actually narcissistic. He’s vain and openly loves himself, but that’s not the same as being a narcissist. Asmodeus is capable of loving others, such as his brothers, Solomon and MC.

Asmodeus would shower his children with affection and will never miss a chance to tell them how much he loves them with hugs and kisses. Also he would definitely have the most children because… lust. I don’t think he would play favorites, he would try to treat them all equally. He would not accept self-loathing, he wouldn’t want any of his children to suffer any kind of depression or body dysmorphia as he’s been through that himself. He would strictly keep his sin away from them, though once they reach the age he would be the best out of all the brothers to have the birds and the bees talk.

Beelzebub

Beel would also be a wonderful dad. He would definitely make sure his child is well-fed and exercise with them as soon as they can. He would constantly look out for his child, his biggest fear being something happening to it. He would definitely have some war flashbacks, thinking about how he failed to protect Lillith and desperately wants to make sure he doesn’t repeat his mistake.

Beel would also make sure to attend every game or school event his child has. He wouldn’t even let his gluttony control him enough to miss that.

Belphegor

Honestly, I think Belphie would lowkey not want any children. To him they’re a hassle and too much work for the Avatar of Sloth. If he did end up having a child, he wouldn’t be doing any of the hard work. No changing diapers or feeding them, and gosh someone get them to shut up so he can sleep. He’ll probably get earmuffs so he doesn’t have to listen to the screaming.

Belphie would spend time with his child when he’s in the mood, mostly teaching it mischief to annoy Lucifer. He would also come to enjoy napping with the child once he realizes they sleep well when he’s with them.

Diavolo

Diavolo is the chaotic, but often absent dad given he’s the future king of the Devildom. He wouldn’t have much time for his child because of his duties, so the child would mostly grow up with nannies. However, whenever Diavolo has time, he will use it to give his child the best time possible. He would take it to all kinds of amusement parks, fun fairs and other events and give them all the toys they want as a way to make up for his lack of presence.

Diavolo would also be pretty irresponsible, like Mammon he would underestimate the dangers certain activities pose for a child. but unlike Mammon, he wouldn’t learn from his mistakes, thinking it’s fine as long as nothing happens. And even if something happens, he would be like “Welp, better be careful next time” instead of not letting a next time happen.

Barbatos

Barbatos would be an emotionally distanced dad. He would not be absent, in fact he would carry his child around everywhere because he believes nobody could look out better for his child than himself. Given he’s a timelord, he would also want to monitor them in case they inherited his power, so that they don’t tear apart time and space.

Given his stoic personality, he wouldn’t be good with showing his emotions and showing how much he loves his child. However, he shows them by baking with them, letting him help with his chores and teaching them. His punishments are harsh, but not as over the top as Lucifer’s and he would never even threaten to hurt his child. 

Simeon

Simeon is basically a dad to Luke already, though I don’t think either of them think of it that way. Unsurprisingly, he’s the religious dad, and there’s a chance he unintentionally gives his child the same religious trauma he suffers from himself. He’s a good but strict teacher, seeing how he lets Luke find answers to certain questions, which I believe is a good approach to teach independence and problem solving skills. He’s the type who helps his child through emotional turmoil through rational solutions, trying to teach them the “proper” way he himself has strayed from, and he paid the price.

Simeon was demoted from a seraph to an archangel for defending the brothers during the Great Celestial War, and later to a human for stealing the Ring of Light. He believes he has strayed from the right path and wants to set things right by making sure the same doesn’t happen to his child, but in the process of doing that he unintentionally gives them religious trauma, which might cause them to fall from grace even harder than himself.

Solomon

Don’t give this man a child. The child would probably die of food poisoning before it can walk.

If you'd like to see this for twisted wonderland or enstars, let me know.

[belphegorspillow]

Soul Bound [Obey Me! x GN!MC]

Soul Bound [Obey Me x GN!Mc] [Soulmate AU]

Chapter 9: Resolve

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MC didn't get it, Mammon was now avoiding them and keeping quiet more than well ever!

It didn't help that now they needed to defeat Levi without the help of their friend who watched all the Tales of the Seven Lord movies with them. They would now have to do this all on their own. It was so frustrating.

Besides getting some help from Simeon - the Actual Author of TSL - you knew that you atleast had an advantage. You hoped that the questions wouldn't be too hard..

Settling yourself into your desk chair, you page through the notebook that you filled with important information about TSL. You let out a soft sigh as your head rests onto your folded arms. "I'm too tired for this.." You mutter softly to yourself before you stood up.

You needed to sleep in your bed... Though before you could make your way to the bed, something on the ground caused you to trip over it, your body fell- chest first - into the bean bag that was located in the middle of the room after the movie night. You let out a small groan before looking to see what was left to make you fall.

You see the familiar green notebook that was bound to one of your soulmates. You roll your eyes partly, you use your foot to try and push it back to be under your bed. You were too tired to do anything.

Your eyes started to close, you should get to bed but... you couldn't really think about getting back up.. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ You felt horrible in the morning. Your back ached, you had bags under your eyes with the 2 hours of sleep you managed to get. You were struggling to keep your eyes open.

"MC Dear You look horrible..." You could hear Asmodeus tell you from across the table, you couldn't even answer if you wanted to, you were too tired to think about what you must say.

The morning continued with a few worried glances towards you, a few were ignoring you by doing their own thing and a very quiet Mammon.

As breakfast finished up, you were ready to head towards RAD, Although Mammon already disappeared from your sight. He was already going without you, that you had to end up travelling with Lucifer...

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The classes went by, worried Simeon and Luke checked up on you and tried to get you to rest when you could. Solomon teased a bit although he let you try and nap in whatever classes you had with him.

You could barely figure out what Barbatos signed to you that you even considered just accepting revealing that you could actually speak...

Now as you walk towards your final class of the day, you could see him. The demon who has been ignoring you all day, for the past few days! The demon you had a pact with. The demon who was meant to be caring for you.. You were too tired to continue this game.

Mc slammed their hands around Mammon, staring at the demon in front of them as he suddenly jumped at the sudden action a person did to him. He started to realise that it was Mc and what they were doing... They were pinning him to the wall, which seemed to affect the male more than the human at the realization.

"O-oi, human... What's the big idea?" Mammon comments as he looked away from them. It took him a moment to realize that he couldn't exactly figure out what they want to say to him if he was turned away from them. He slowly looked back over to see their tired eyes glaring towards him.

'Why are you ignoring me?!' Their mouth mouthed towards him. He avoided their gaze again.

"I wasn't ignoring ya! I was just..." He tried to come up with something before looking back towards MC.

MC's expression caused a small sting in his chest. Seeing the frustration mixed with what he can assume was sadness for his avoidance towards them.

"I-" Before he knew it, their arms stopped holding the wall and they fell against him, his arms moved fast to wrap around them, ensuring that they would not fall to the ground.

"Oi! Human I-" He noticed their eyes were closed, their breathing was soft as they were leaning against him with all their weight.

He knew they were tired when he had seen them that morning and when he saw the light in their room still on late during the night.. He let out a small sigh.

Were they worried about him? He didn't think so. It must have been a bad sleeping pattern before or somethin' ... Why would they worry about him.

His arm gently moved to scoop up their legs over his arm while his other arm was against their back as he carried them to find a place to rest. ~~~~~~~~~

Your eyes fluttered open after you were trying to reach your soulmate in your dreams - again waking up before seeing his face. Your head was resting ontop of your arms while a school blazer was laid across your body as an attempted blanket. You sat up a bit, rubbing your eyes as you notice you were laying on a bench that was right outside of the room where you were planned to go against Leviathan later for the TSL Tournament.

What the? You were a bit confused before glancing around a bit to notice Mammon was sitting right beside your prior sleeping body. He had his head resting on his hand as his elbow was on the arm rest. His eyes were closed seemingly resting as well.

His messy hair was partly in his face, little bit of drool escaping the corner of his mouth, his D.D.D was settled on his lap.

You watch him, you didn't know how long you did, but his eyes slowly opened to look to find yours.

"Ah-!!!" He jumped up a bit at seeing you awake and staring at him. He tried to fix himself before he spoke to you. "Oi Human I see ya finally woke up." His hands went on his hip as he avoided your eyes, a clear amount of blush settled on his face.

"Almost thought ya wouldn't wake up to do the tournament with Levi. You got lucky the Great Mammon was here to keep ya safe! So you better be thankful."

You look at him, he was back... He wasn't avoiding you. He was actually here chatting to you. You couldn't help but feel happy that he wasn't ignoring you. A small smile settled on your face.

You didn't know what this demon did to you that made you miss having him around. But... You weren't going to question it.

You smile towards him once he looked back at you. 'Thank you Mammon.'

He opened his mouth to say something yet it shut quickly before he continued. "Let's get going before you get disqualified or somethin' for being late." He pushes you gently towards the entrance.

You were now ready. Decently Rested. Overflowing with TSL Knowledge. And now with your friend at your side.

You could do this. You would win.

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