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ghostlycreatoruniverse · 1 year ago

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Reading all of this theory makes me think that people is onto something but not the right one.

Ever since the season started I’ve found something was missing, and it took me a while to caught on what specifically. Now I know: God’s voice as a narrator. The only moment we hear God’s voice is when they are speaking with Job, but even those dialogue little makes sense.

As Aziraphael reminded us, the universe was meant to be over with Adam’s comings. This is literally what everyone , Supreme Archangel Gabriel as well, believed. Even the 1st ranked Angel didn’t know better. But the whole point of season 1, the real reason Azirapahel could save the situation is realising that the great plan is indeed ineffable. As this season is , due to God’s absence.

So here we are with a Metatron who of course twisted the truth. He said the second coming was a plan they were working on about sometime. Hello? Time was supposed to END two years ago. So now, here the only possibilities: either Metatron doesn’t know a thing and had been sightly informed, and he’s acting like he believes fine or either this is the great plan and he knows it.

But let alone this, Metatron could refer to the thing that Aziraphael’s choice was, indeed, very obvious. As someone would pick the cooffe instead of death. Coffee is a symbol of heaven, of an easy and more “socially confirming choice”. As asking : “who would choose death over cooffe?” “Who would choose to fall from heaven for a demon?”

So back to the conundrum , about Metatron now knowing the great plan or following his own choices… both way, it’s obvious that Metatron knows his driving Aziraphael. He said two big lies to him

1) the second coming being a plan they were working on vs Aziraphael knowing about Armageddon. Like he was literally in it! And he doesn’t question.

2) Gabriel searching for Aziraphael. No. Few moments ago Aziraphael literally heard Gabriel himself saying he was looking for Beel but he forgot. He was never looking for Aziraphael. He very much conveniently happened to forget his memories before getting into hell and ended up roaming in London. And again, who made it possible in the first place?

So both way: if Metatron doesn’t know about the plan… we’ll, I guess he’s labelling Aziraphael as “boring”. And not bold enough to pick “death” over “coffee” despite not liking coffee much anyway. As he’s not bold enough to choose Crowley for an heaven he doesn’t really like that much.

On the other hand if Metatron DOES know… imagine his standpoint. Nothing really exciting happens because it was all predicted in the Great Plan. Of course Aziraphael chose coffee. Of course he fell for his little half truths. Of course he would choose coffee instead of death, heaven instead of Crowley. As always, nothing exciting, which is the point of his conversation with Nina. The whole conversation! Nina telling him if it’s order sucks she will insult him, and him debating wether someone had ever picked death.

If someone had ever make an interesting choice.

And in the same pattern of dialogue we have Crowley , depicted as a wild card. The one who always ask silly questions vs a god who giving silly answers about whales.

I don’t think there anything more about their dialogue. Metatron doesn’t really need to. This is the sign he offered Aziraphael a more conventional and convenient choice vs something dangerous , unconventional but at least passionate (Crowley : “if you gotta go, do it with style”).

And of course old Aziraphael picked the safe choice. Must be really boring for someone who saw pretty much everything.

Give me coffee or give me death

I don’t believe in the Coffee Theory per se. I think the whole ‘drugged coffee’ thing is a bit too spy movie to be in Good Omens, but- BUT

The fact that that coffee is in the intro;

The fact that you can see The Metatron in line, waiting for his turn, BEFORE he gets into the coffee shop, like if he was an out of place detail you were supposed to notice and ask yourself questions about;

The very long and apparently superfluous dialogue about choosing coffee instead of death, and how “predictable” that is;

The fact that for two seasons we NEVER see Aziraphale drinking coffee, like that’s not his thing, that’s Crowley’s thing, he’s the “six-espresso-in-a-big-cup” guy, Aziraphale drinks hot chocolate or tea, and we have to assume The Metatron knows that, because he went into that coffee shop and asked for such a specific thing that makes you think that’s something he chose specifically for Aziraphale (who still doesn’t drink coffee, so why?).

He looks reluctant at the idea of drinking it at first

but he accepts it out of courtesy, I presume, and this is the face he makes when he tries it:

Even he is surprised he liked it. He’s on Earth since 6000 years, so we can assume he tried coffee before and chose not to drink it. He’s either lying about liking it out of courtesy, or this is the only coffee he’s ever enjoyed, and The Metatron knew he would have liked it and chose that coffee on purpose.

So, the coffee is either important as a physical element, as something that had an actual effect on Aziraphale and changed him somehow, or it’s important in its metaphorical significance. In Good Omens almost everything is metaphorical, so the second option is very likely.

Now, what’s the coffee supposed to represent? The only certain thing we know, is that the coffee is something The Metatron offers Aziraphale, so it probably represents the offer he’s about to make.

Considering the whole “Does anyone ever choose death?” conversation, considering the fact that we don’t know how the conversation between The Metatron and Aziraphale went, we only know the version Aziraphale chooses to tell Crowley, and considering The Metatron is the angel that decided to erase Gabriel’s memory just because he said “nah” about Armageddon 2.0 and Aziraphale is the traitor, the one who stopped the Armageddon 1.0, so The Metatron has no reason to be friendly with him, my question is:

Did Aziraphale actually have a choice?

Or the alternative was worse than leaving Crowley and the bookshop?

Was it actually coffee or death?

#good omens 2 #good omens #good omens spoilers #aziraphale #the metatron #coffee theory #coffe theory revisited #good omens meta #good omens theory

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harunayuuka2060 · 3 years ago

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Satan: *pretends to be working at Hell's Kitchen* We don't usually offer food delivery service since it's quite a hassle. So I have to ask you a few questions. Of course you're free to ignore them if you feel uncomfortable.

MC: *smiles shyly* I-It's okay. My previous food delivery service did the same thing.

Satan: I see. Well, who's going to receive the food?

MC: Beelzebub. He's living at the House Of Lamentation and he's also a student at RAD.

Satan: *writes that down* Do you like him?

MC: ...

MC: *slightly awkward* I... I admire him.

Satan: *nods* Any reason why?

MC: ...

MC: I saw him last year in a food-eating contest. *smiles at the memory* I liked how he enjoyed his food. I felt happy watching him.

Satan: Just... because of that?

MC: *hesitates for a second* *laughs the awkwardness* I have ageusia.

Satan: ...

Satan: *clears throat* I think those are enough questions. Do you have any requests before we move forward to the menu?

MC: Oh! Is it possible to send food for him three times a day?

Satan: *smiles* Yes. Of course.

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Lucifer: How was it, Satan?

Satan: I was expecting a typical stalker behavior, but in my opinion, they're more of an admirer.

Lucifer: Do you think it's safe for Beel to meet them?

Satan: About that, they requested to keep their identity hidden.

Lucifer: I see. Is there anything else you want to say to me?

Satan: No. Nothing else.

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Asmo: Whoa, Beel! That's five times more than the last food delivery you had!

Beel: *nods* I expect nothing less from Hell's Kitchen. *then proceeds to look for something*

Belphie: What are you searching for?

Beel: I'm looking for the card.

Belphie: You mean this?

Beel: Yes!

Belphie: *gives it to him*

Beel: *reads it* Oh. *smiles*

Belphie: What does it say?

Beel: They're apologizing because it took them a while. I don't mind though.

Asmo: Beel~ You're blushing a little.

Beel: Hm?

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MC: *saw Beel's post on Devilgram*

Beel: *wrote "Thank you *^____^*" on a plate using ketchup*

MC: *smiles* You're welcome.

#obey me #obey me mc #obey me beel #obey me satan #obey me lucifer #obey me belphie #obey me asmo #beel's stalker

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twiceasfrustrating · 2 years ago

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Excuse me, I read my ask in your archive and I'm sorry I wasn't clear. I meant Mammon lived with his child and raised them, he was the one who told his child he only has only dead sister and the brothers were the one who asked about Mammon. Mammon ran away from home and the brothers just find out Mammon didn't wan't want them to be a part of his new life. I'm sorry

Rating: Teen and Up

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Category: Gen

Fandom: Shall We Date?: Obey Me!

Characters: Brothers, Main Character

Additional Tags: angst(?), fluff, fluff turns into angst, GN!MC (they/them)

Summary: The exchange student gets to talking about their family.

A/N: oops! Now that I reread the request, yeah that makes more sense. I don’t know why my brian read it the way it did. I assume because I often work on requests really late at night and I must have been tired that day.

Word Count: 959

Of course Mammon ran away. His brothers didn't respect him. No demons took him seriously. He was the second born, yet everyone treated him like he wasn't even family. So, yeah, he decided to get out while the getting was good. It wasn't like anyone noticed. Being absent for a few years isn't that big of a deal for beings that live longer than even the stars. By the time his absence finally started to concern the other brothers, all traces of him had vanished and they didn't know where to look. He was gone.

Many years later, Diavolo started the exchange program and invited a human to the Devildom. It was a very rocky start to say the least. They had to win over the demon brothers entirely on their own; a difficult job but made slightly easier with Belphegor's manipulative help.

It was actually a casual conversation at dinner one day (after the weird time shenanigans) that started to tip them off. It was the first time everyone had really sat down together to get to know one another in earnest.

At that point, the exchange student had of course learned about Lilith. They knew about the fall. They had gotten through Belphie's more homicidal tendencies. Lucifer had even made a pact with them. All that was left was to finish out the exchange year.

"You know," they laughed, "I'm glad I came here. My friends are never going to believe this."

"Aren't we your friends?" Beel asked with confusion.

"I meant my friends back home. Besides, I think you guys are more like family after that mess. Speaking of, my folks are going to flip when I tell them." They picked up their demonus and gunned the entire glass; it was practically juice to them, unfortunately. "I am not looking forward to the lecture Dad is going to give me. He was already upset I decided to do this in the first place."

"I don't believe you've ever spoken of your family before," Lucifer said with interest.

"Yeah, well, it's not like it really ever came up." They shrugged.

"On a scale of one to Lucifer, how strict is he?" Belphie laughed even as Lucifer glared at him.

"Pffft, not at all. Mom is the strict one. Dad likes to dance and play cards. That's why it's scary when he's the one giving the lecture. Actually, he's usually the one getting lectured. He's got a bad gambling habit and Mom has never tolerated it." That's why they kept separate finances. Even so, he always found a way to spoil them and their mom rotten. If they didn't know better they'd think their dad was in the Mafia.

"Sounds lame," Leviathan complained, but there was a twinge of sadness in his voice; as if he was recalling a distant memory.

"Hey! Don't make fun of my dad. He could kick your butt."

"We're demons," Belphie reminded them.

"And my dad is the strongest person I know."

"You know us."

"I know what I said."

"Your dad sounds," Satan hesitated, "interesting."

Beel grumbled, "He sounds familiar."

Beel wasn't the only one to think their dad sounded very similar to someone else they knew. It was strange how many traits aligned with their lost brother.

"Do you have a photo of your parents by chance?" Lucifer finally asked, hoping he and his brothers were just imagining things.

They did. They had a few, in fact. It was important to them that they kept family photos close since their actual parents couldn't be there with them.

When they pulled out the collection of photos and displayed them on the table, the brothers couldn't believe their eyes. That was definitely Mammon. He didn't look any different than the day he left, except he looked happy. There was a photo of him holding them on his shoulders when they were much younger, one where they were in a matching outfit to their parents, and a much older one where it was him actually reading a book. It was like Mammon was living an entirely different life.

"Isn't he the coolest?" They loved their dad.

No one knew what to say. It'd been so long since they'd seen him, and their first clue about him was coming from his child; their nibling.

The only one who could think to say anything was Lucifer. "Your family looks happy."

"Well, yeah. Mom and Dad always did their best for me."

"By chance do you have any other family?" He had to know what Mammon had said about them.

"Hmm… I don't have any siblings."

"What about other family?"

"Uhh… I have an uncle on Mom's side and two cousins. They're both way younger than me though so we never really hung out."

"...and Ma- may I ask about your father?"

"Oh, umm," they paused to consider their words carefully. "I guess there's Aunt El? Dad said her grave was far away though, so we never visited. He said grandpa was a jerk though."

"Is that all?"

"Dad… always said Mom and I were the only family he had left."

Of course they were. Mammon never regretted falling with his brothers, but he regretted sticking around for as long as he did. They never respected him. they never saw him as anything more than a failure. Leaving was all he could do. He wasn't sure how, but he found a more loving family with humans that didn't even know who he was. Somehow, they thought the world of him. He didn't need to go back. He didn't need to drag his new family into his old one.

And his kid didn't need to know they were walking straight into the lion's den with all their uncles.

#obey me #obey me angst #angst #obey me fanfic #mine #request

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apparentlyaswarmofbees · 4 years ago

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Photos The Brothers Would Have of You on Their D.D.D.

Is this a way to indulge myself in one of my favorite hobbies without needing to take out my camera? Yes, yes it is.

Warning: one(?) uncensored swear word lol

Lucifer

This man is sneaky.

He doesn't have much time to take too many pictures if you, but believe me when I say that at least 50% of the pictures were taken without you noticing he ever did before he showed them to you.

You think he would have only aesthetic pictures of you, right? Well, there are, but there is also like, 2 pictures in a row of you and his brothers in face mask chilling in the common room's floor while playing cards, which is followed right after to a picture of you drooling on something before he woke you up.

Sometimes he asks for you to "look this way" before taking a pic.

If you ask why he will simply reply that you looked too stunning to not keep it forever as a memory in the form of a picture.

If he asks for a selfie, he will most likely let you sit on his lap, his cheek touching your head slightly as he leans onto you. The result image will have him looking extremelly soft.

Mammon

This dork has so many different vibes of pictures he takes of you.

Some of them is of your concentrated face as you try to solve a puzzle in a mobile game, others of you smiling and laughing heartedly, others of you doing silly stuff for him, such as trying to balance a spoon on your nose or doing the duck mouth with chips.

Of course, there are a few selfies with you, they can be silly with you guys using some cursed filter or they can be slightly more romantic with him giving you a surprise kiss.

It ends with him accidentally taking many pictures at once, and when you look at them, you can watch the amazing progression of him going red and his phone slipping out of his grip in the final picture.

Leviathan

He has so many pictures of you on his D.D.D.

A pic of you raging at a game here, one of you staring at Henry there, a selfie of both of you in cosplay doing a pose every once in a while.

There is a picture of you slipping on the last step downstairs, one of you drooling on something too, some of you giving his brothers a very done stare.

The rarest of them all are the normal selfies of both of you. When he doesn't have a cosplay on he feels extremelly self conscious. The result pic will be adorable, his face may be a little stiff and his cheeks a bit too red for his own comfort, but the giddy shine in his eyes says a lot more about what he is feeling than he ever could without stuttering

Satan

Another sneaky asshole.

Of course, he has pictures of you playing with cats. Honestly there is probably one of those for every 5 other type of pictures he takes of you.

In which one of those types will be different levels of you drooling on something once again, sneezing, scrunching your face after eating something really sour, and, of course, the many expressions you make while reading a book he has already read as he tries to deduct which part you were exactly at by using only said expressions as reference.

The selfies of the both of you definetelly has kitty filters every once in a while, but many of them are actually just with this wrath demon being cute, specially when he lets you plop your chin on the top of his head while hugging him from behind, the result pic has him looking so smiley.

Asmodeus

Where does he get so many memory space on his D.D.D. and where can I get it..?

Selfies of both of you are everywhere.

Pouting, with animal filters, kissy faces, squishing your cheeks together, simply staring at each other, sharing food, kisses, and a lot more other types of pictures.

Along with those selfies, he will also have some pictures of you alone. Sometimes he will tell you to look over in his direction before asking you to "smile~!"

Which has most likelly lead to many pictures of you doing everything else with your facial muscles except smiling. But it always brings one to his face instead, so it's hard to not give in and smile anyways in the end.

Beelzebub

On a previous headcanon of mine I have said Beel takes pictures of you with his D.D.D. whenever he finds you attractive.

So far so good right? Only the term 'attractive' to him is very broad.

So his gallery has both aesthetic pictures of you (and some selfies with him) such as after his games, on gym clothes and with cerberus, and some cursed pictures such as of you scarfing down a whole baguette into your mouth, having an insane bed hair and of course, drooling on something.

His home screen is a selfie with both of you squishing each other's face with your hands.

Belphegor

This little shit.

First off, of course he has a personal collection of the many stages of bed hair and sleeping faces you have. And yes, of you drooling too.

A personal collection of blurry pics of you tripping, jumping in the air as he puts his cold feet on your hips, and many of you sneezing.

And of course, the personal collection of zoomed in pictures of the many expressions you make, varying from dead inside to one of the widest of smiles you can make.

The selfies with him are, suprisingly, the most normal. Surprise kisses, laying heads on each other's shoulders, and of him laying on you. In which both of you got double chin on.

#mc: *drools on something*#all brothers except mammon and asmo: it's a free real state #obey me #obey me!#obey me! shall we date?#obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me headcanons #obey me imagines #obey me scenarios

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torihakaraublog · 7 months ago

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Obey Me! NB "Happy School Life" Pop Quiz Event

Oh my goodness! Has it really been a month since I last posted?? June went by super fast!

The club activity event was okay in my mind. A bit dull club activity wise, would have liked more more in depth explanation of the activities. Plus once again where was Beel! stop hiding him! (tho as of writing this the current event seems to be Beel themed so yay!)

However, there was some very sweet/fun character moments. We got to hear about how dedicated Beel is to his club + making new members feel welcome.

We got kendo Diavolo *blushes*. Kendo suits him really well! Plus possessive Diavolo when we are taking photos of the band group (Lucifer, Barbatos, Simeon - lead singer Lucifer hehe).

Also there was a fun Asmo/Solomon dynamic going on. I love how they ended up being the only members in their respective clubs so they got placed in a room together ALONE. I'm sure they both enjoyed that teehee.

Putting together a photo album at the end + Diavolo giving us a picture was cute too :3

I wanna read Satan's detective novel! (when he's ready to share of course)

Missed out on Levi's shower card, but it looks great! I love how hes super excited about the shirt and when its unlocked hes wearing it happily. Its such a typical anime shirt design style! 10/10

Lucifer Birthday Event!

Please! Lucifer's birthday event was amazing! If irl I could do this stuff with him I would be very pleased <3

Ended up playing it a few days after Lucifer's birthday while waiting for my sis's graduation to start xD It was good to pass the time, except the seats were all conected so every time someone stood up the whole row shook!

A good breakfast with the family, visiting a bookstore (where we both get stuff cause its the worst when you buy something, but your date does not), the opera, spending a quiet dinner together at a nice bar, and dancing!

Loved how when the brothers found out I was spending the day alone with Lucifer, Levi was the first to object. Then Beel was the voice of reason being like "Guys its Lucifer's birthday we can be jealous another day, just not today!" What a good lil bro.

The part at the bar where Lucifer says "Its a shame I can only enjoy this on my birthday." I know he says that cause his drink is a special 'birthday drink' you can only get on your birthday. But since I don't drink I'm gonna pretend he said that since he's the only one who is drinking xD I usually get cranberry juice or gingerale when I'm out.

Obey Me! NB "The Devildom RAD Rangers" Pop Quiz Event

It was fun and silly event. The outfits were very nice for all the characters. Very modest (except Beel's), but on theme. Would have liked Mammon to be a hero tho! Was a missed opertunity for character development. Kinda was everyone vs Mammon.

Lots of good duos - Levi and Asmo practicing poses. Lucifer and Diavolo getting fancy cells. Think there was a Simeon and Solomon moment (I don't remember).

Super cute moment where you get to cuddle Beel and Bel at the same time to release a power move. (Yes that's totally why we were doing that lol)

Normally I don't get around to reading the devilgrams, but I did read the "Brother's no more" memory one and highly recommend. As both a Lucifer and Simeon main it was an interaction I have been hoping would happen at some point! ^_^

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I might not be... normal about the next/current event xD so my next post might be a bit wacky lmao

#obey me pop quiz #obey me spoilers #obey me shall we date #obey me nightbringer #obey me

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devildomimagines · 4 years ago

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MC Has a Terrible Day

Sooo I had a series of bad days. This is for anyone else in the same boat, have some comforting demons. 😙~✨

Thank you for your patience to anyone who has requested something recently. I’ll get to requests again shortly, I just wasn’t in a great headspace.

It all started in the morning. You heard loud banging so you rolled over to look at the door.

“We’re leaving in five minutes MC!” Mammon called and you could hear him walking down the hall.

“Five minutes, huh?” You rolled to your back and blinked. “FIVE MINUTES?!” Without thinking, you jumped up and started stripping your pajamas off. You ran into the bathroom to quickly clean your face, apply deodorant, and begin brushing your teeth.

You went back out to your room with your toothbrush still in your mouth. While buttoning up your school shirt, you went over to check your phone. You leaned down to press the home button with your nose, no response. You tried again and nothing. Once you had finished buttoning your shirt, with one hand brushing your teeth, the other tried to turn on your phone. No response again meant it was dead.

“Of course,” you rolled your eyes, no power, no alarm. You threw the phone and charger in your backpack, maybe during lunch you could find an outlet to charge it.

You went back to the bathroom to spit out the toothpaste. Most likely four of the five minutes had passed already so you grabbed your tie and draped it around your neck to tie later. You snatched your uniform jacket and backpack as you slipped on your shoes and ran out the door.

Although the brothers gave you some odd looks, Lucifer was the only one to speak on your state of dress. “I’ll be sure to look decent by the time we arrive at school,” you were pushing out Asmo and Mammon who were your chaperones for the morning commute today. Once through the door you sighed and Asmo giggled.

“What happened, love?”

“I overslept.” You bit the handle of your backpack while you put on your jacket. Then you threw on your backpack to start with your tie. It wasn’t the easiest without a mirror but you thought you had it pretty close from muscle memory.

“Oi,” Mammon snickered, “I don’t know how, but you tied it upside down.”

With a groan you undid it. You decided to take a second to run your fingers through your hair to fix it and get it out of your face.

“Let me, MC,” Asmo offered. He popped your collar and walking backwards, he deftly tied the knot.

“Thanks Asmo,” You folded down the collar and began with the buttons and belt on your jacket. These uniforms are a nightmare on their own. You felt a tug backwards and looked over your left shoulder.

Mammon blushed, “Your half cape was twisted up.”

“Thanks guys,” you sighed, “hopefully the rest of the day goes better than this morning.”

It did not.

The only good thing seemed to be that you passed Lucifer’s uniform check when he passed you in the hall. He nodded and continued on with Diavolo.

Your first class was reviewing homework but when you opened your backpack, you couldn’t find your folder. You groaned internally, picturing your folder exactly where you left it on your desk in your room and began writing down the answers to review later.

In the next class, there was an assignment due to be handed in but it was also in your folder at home. When the teacher got to you, all you could do was shake your head no and it killed you knowing it was done, just not here.

Unfortunately with over sleeping, you didn’t have time for breakfast in the morning so as lunch time approached, you were getting hungrier and more distracted.

Lunch finally came and you were starving. The menu had something that you were familiar with and you were looking forward to a warm meal. You opened your backpack to look for your wallet with your prepaid cafeteria card. Once you shuffled your books around and still didn’t find it, you sighed. Of course, you left your wallet at home. Dejectedly, you moved to a table against a wall where you knew an outlet would be. You plugged your phone in and put your head down on the table.

“MC~!” The sing-song call of your name made you sit up. Simeon smiled at catching your eye. The rest of Purgatory Hall was in tow and they all took seats around you at the table; Luke sat next to you, Simeon across from you and Solomon across from Luke.

“Hello,” you offered the group.

“Were you napping?” Luke asked.

“Ah, no. Just recharging a bit,” You ruffled his hair with a smile.

“We can watch your stuff if you want to go up and get your lunch,” Solomon offered.

“I actually forgot my card at home and I don’t have any Grimm on me.”

“So you’re not going to eat?” Simeon looked surprised.

“If I don’t have any money, what can I do besides wait until after school to eat at HOL?”

“Don’t we have that Student Council meeting today?” Luke asked to confirm with the group.

Solomon nodded his head, “Yes, the exchange students have to be there as reps to approve new motions.”

“Ugh,” you buried your face in your backpack, “I completely forgot.” That meeting could be a couple hours depending on how many motions to be reviewed. Your stomach growled just thinking about how long it would be until you could eat.

“Here,” Simeon spoke first and you looked up to him pushing his tray towards you.

“Oh it’s ok Simeon, I’ll be fine, thank you but you shouldn’t have to go without.”

“I insist!” Simeon clearly wasn’t going to take no for an answer.

“How about we split it?”

He blushed and nodded, “Ok! I’ll get you a set of silverware.”

Once he was walking away, Luke offered, “Here MC,” he pushed some candy into your hand, “for later since you’ll probably be hungry before the meeting with eating only half a lunch.”

“Thank you, Luke.”

“MC,” Solomon asked for your attention, “You can have my drink. This one came with the lunch set but I’m not fond of the flavor.”

Simeon came back and handed the fresh silverware to you with a smile.

“Thank you for looking out for me,” you looked around the table.

“Of course! Us exchange students have to stick together!” Luke accepted for all of them.

The rest of you smiled and laughed. Simeon split the bread in half and you two shared the plate. You left a little more for him before claiming you were full so he could finish it off.

Your last classes were fine except for the amount of homework they assigned. Each teacher gave at least an hour’s worth of work on top of the long term assignments they already had going.

Last on your agenda was this Student Council meeting. Luke was right and you were hungry so you popped a candy in your mouth while you waited for the members to assemble. When he entered, you waved at Luke and brought the candy to the front of your mouth to hold with your front teeth in a smile. He snickered as he took his seat.

There were only three things to review so the meeting was relatively short. Even so, you were exhausted, it felt like you were running on empty. Getting off on the wrong foot at the beginning of the day made you feel like you were trying to play catch up. You still had the walk home and homework to deal with too.

Beel and Belphie were your walk home companions but they ended up walking next to each other leaving you to follow behind. You trudged your way home, the weight of the day slowing you down. Passing through the entrance of HOL felt like a relief to at least be home. You waved to Beel and Belphie and made a straight shot to your room. Once inside you dropped your backpack, rolled your eyes at the books and folder on your desk that should have gone to school with you and fell face first on your bed. You needed some time to just unwind before even beginning to think about your homework.

Through some herculean effort you managed to finish your homework before dinner. You were tired but content as you ate. The brothers were as lively as ever so you didn’t need to provide much to the conversation.

While everyone was clearing the table, you sought out your favorite demon.

Belphegor

He had already gone to the attic so you climbed the stairs and knocked on the door.

Belphie opened the door and at first he just stared at you.

You stared back, not really sure what to say to him.

He shrugged and stepped aside to let you into the room.

Without a word, you walked in and collapsed into his bed. You took a deep breath thankful to be finally done with the day.

Belphie chuckled and copied you, when he collapsed on the bed, it made you bounce a bit.

“You know I’d never question a good cuddle session.” He wrapped his arms around you and you scooted closer to him, but he left the question unsaid allowing you to choose if you wanted to share why you were seeking him out.

You confessed as you held him tighter, “I had a bad day.”

After, you described the terrible highlights from beginning to end, Belphie listening and humming acknowledgements. You were surprised you hadn’t lost him to sleep half way through.

“It doesn’t sound all bad,” Belphie offered.

You backed up and gave him a questioning look.

“Well you didn’t get in trouble with Lucifer, he would have definitely strung us up for something like that.”

“I guess.”

“Even the scummiest of my brothers helped you start the day.”

“Yeah, though they aren’t scummy.”

“Right, right.” Belphie laughed, “The other exchange students were looking out for you too.”

“That’s true… where is all this positivity coming from?” You gave his side a pinch, “Who are you and what did you do with my Avatar of Sloth?”

“I don’t know, some human has been rubbing off on me I guess,” Belphie yawned.

“Sounds like some kind of good influence or something,” You giggled as you snuggled back into him, ready to end the day by his side.

Beelzebub

You took your plate into the kitchen where you knew he would be.

“Are you still hungry?”

The question threw you for a loop. You had just finished dinner. “No, I had enough.” You laughed while patting your stomach and putting your plate in the sink.

He was rummaging in the fridge for a post-dinner snack himself.

You jumped to sit on the counter, just watching him had a calming effect, Beel was gonna be Beel.

He noticed you staring, “Are you sure? You didn’t eat much for dinner.”

“I’m alright, thanks though.”

Beel paused, he didn’t seem satisfied with the way you answered and nodded to himself. He changed gears and opened a cabinet instead.

You were curious what he decided on eating until you recognized the box. “Are those-”

“Mhmm, they’re chocolates from the Human Realm, the ones you had mentioned last time we took a trip.”

“Beelzebub, the Avatar of Gluttony, was hiding food?” You smirked.

He offered the box to you shyly, “I almost ate them once in a frenzy but reminded myself I got them for you. Afterwards I asked Lucifer to put a spell on it so only you could open them.”

You reached out to accept the box and he pulled it away. Shocked, you looked up at him.

“But if you’ve had enough to eat…”

“There’s always room for chocolate!” You defended.

Beel chuckled as he surrendered the package. He joined you to sit on the counter as you went to open them, excited to see the contents himself.

“Why are you giving these to me now?”

He shrugged, “I got them for you, I thought I would save them for a special occasion, but you looked like you needed it today.”

You leaned your head on his shoulder, “I did, thanks.” You popped a chocolate in your mouth and it melted just like your stress from the day. Then you laughed at the loud gulp to your side, “Do you want a piece?”

Beel nodded enthusiastically and opened his mouth for you to feed him.

Asmodeus

Asmo always welcomed an after-dinner visit to his room. You didn’t typically take him up on the offer so he was interested in what changed today.

“MC!” He grabbed your wrist and pulled you into his room and shut the door, “What’s the special occasion that brings you by?”

You smiled but it didn’t quite make it to your eyes, Asmo noted. “I just wanted to bask in your beauty,” you joked.

“Ha ha,” Asmo rolled his eyes, “but for real, what’s up?”

You looked away debating on how to answer, you had thought that maybe Asmo would be just the distraction you would need to forget the day you had.

With a sigh, you admitted, “I had a really bad today… but you always seem to know how to make me feel better, so I guess…”

“Aw MC!” Asmo gathered you into a hug. Softer, he added, “I’m sorry you had a bad day.”

You hugged him back, already feeling some of your energy being restored. “Thanks, I know everyone has bad days… it just sucks.”

“It does, and just because everyone has them, doesn’t minimize your bad day to be insignificant. Do you want to talk about it?”

“Sure,” you released him and pulled him to sit down on the end of his bed.

You reviewed everything after oversleeping.

“You were really going to skip lunch?” Asmo asked with a squeeze of your hand.

“Well yeah, I didn’t have any way to pay for a meal and I’m certainly not sneaky enough to dine and dash in the cafeteria.”

“You should have called me! Or one of my brothers! I bet you could even get Mammon, the cheapskate, to pay for your lunch if you asked. You shouldn’t go without a meal, it’s not good for your health,” he whined as he now played with your hand.

“It’s alright, it worked out somehow.”

“I’m kind of jealous of you and Simeon splitting a meal though,” Asmo puffed out his cheeks.

“Who are you jealous of exactly?” You teased and poked his puffed cheek.

He giggled, “I’ll never tell!”

It was your turn to laugh, “I’m gonna tell Simeon!” you got up and pulled out your phone.

“Wait, no! Don’t!” He chased you to try to snatch your phone away, both laughing.

Satan

You knocked on his door lightly. He was either here or in the HOL’s library. If he wasn’t in then you’d just go to bed.

The door cracked open and you could hear Satan call from further inside, “Come in!”

You were careful with opening the door so as to not hit any piles of books that may be behind. “I’m sorry for bothering you!” You called back to him, wherever he may be.

With a pop of magic, he appeared behind you, “You’d never bother me.” He snickered at your shock.

You lightly hit his chest but smiled seeing his enjoyment. Your hand lingered on him and focused on playing with the fabric to avoid his gaze.

“Something wrong?” He raised his hand to hold the back of yours.

“It’s…” you were going to say nothing but you couldn’t bring yourself to lie. You leaned forward so your forehead rested on his clavicle. “It’s been a long day.”

The fact that you almost never admitted to your more negative feelings was not lost on him, especially since he is guilty of the same. “Oh? Do you want to talk about it?”

“It’s alright,” with a shake of your head you sighed and started preparing yourself to push Satan away, “it was just a regular old bad day.”

And although you hadn’t really stepped back yet, Satan felt you move to be at an arm’s length. You started back physically and he knew a window was closing. Without another thought he pulled you in close.

You giggled but returned the hug, “Satan?”

“I’m sorry you had a bad day.” He gave you a squeeze, “do you want to stay the night?”

Maybe today wasn’t all bad. With a content sigh you nodded, “If that’s ok with you?”

“You’re always welcome.”

He picked up that you were looking to be physically close so he set himself up on the bed and you crawled in after him. You settled your head on his chest and his hand came up to stroke your hair absentmindedly. With his free hand he held a book.

“Can you read to me?”

“It’s not exactly a bedtime story,” he laughed and you relished the way it sounded through his chest.

“That’s alright, I just want to hear your voice, it’s very calming.”

Well that’s a first, the Avatar of Wrath, calming? He laughed and you smiled.

Leviathan

You had caught him in the hallway on the way back to his room.

He hadn’t seen you yet and he had his headphones on watching something on his phone.

Feeling mischievous, you snuck up behind him and pat his back. Levi jumped, yanked his headphones off, and turned quickly to see you smiling at him, proud of your little spook.

“Geez MC!” His hand went to his chest, “You gave me a heart attack!”

“Sorry,” you giggled, walking beside him. “What were you watching?”

He launched into an in-depth review, usually you’d listen more closely to provide some kind of unique perspective but today all you could manage was nodding and some sounds of acknowledgement. After the day you had, it was comforting seeing Levi in his element so you let his enjoyment radiate to you.

“Hello? MC?” Levi waved a hand in front of your face. “Are you listening?”

“Ah sorry, I zoned out there. Your face when you were talking was really cute.” You figured it would fluster him to distract him and you were right.

His face blushed deep red as he stuttered your name.

You smiled, Levi will always be Levi. You walked in front of him, leading him to his room.

“H-hey!” Levi called, you half-turned to look at him, “Is something the matter?”

You were actually a little surprised he had picked that up and it made your smile falter.

He looked down with disgust, “Is it because I was going on about gross otaku shit?”

“No,” You answered. He wasn’t looking at you so you stepped back toward him and headbutted his chest.

He tensed up but didn’t withdraw completely.

With a sigh you admitted, “I had a rough day at school, I’m sorry I made you feel like it was because of you.”

Levi shifted and you thought he was going to move away but instead he wrapped an arm around your back and started rubbing a circle.

You looked up at him and he was back to being a blushy mess.

Mammon

You actually didn’t have to search him out since he was already walking you back to your room.

Mammon was recapping his day and he actually had a pretty good one. He got a good fill of breakfast before Beel cleaned them out, he got a passing grade on a test he was dreading and avoided Lucifer’s ire the entire afternoon. He was positively glowing.

If you hadn’t been worn down by the day you had, you would be over the moon for him as well but it still brought a smile to your face, his happiness was infectious. “That’s amazing Mammon, I’m really proud of you.”

He blushed at the praise but became serious, “You feeling ok?”

“Mhmm,” you nodded and turned to open your door.

“Are you sure?” Mammon confirmed.

“I’m just tired is all,” the day was finally over, besides entertaining Mammon. You rubbed your face to try and wipe some of the weariness away.

“Rough day?”

“I guess yeah, but it’s alright,” You offered a smile.

Mammon reached out and instinctively you leaned into his touch. You felt the warmth of his palm radiate through your cheek, complimented by the smooth feel of his rings. You hummed a sigh and closed your eyes to savor the tender moment.

“You know,” he started and you peeked your eyes open, “if someone’s giving you a hard time, I could take care of them.”

You laughed, “Even if it was Lucifer?”

He gulped, “Is it?”

“No, just wanted to see what you would do,” you teased and stuck out your tongue.

“I’d handle it, even if it was Lucifer!” Mammon pinched your cheek.

“Ow,” you said more out of habit than actual pain, “too bad you can’t beat up a bad day.”

“I could try!” He puffed out his chest.

Shaking your head, you giggled and leaned your head onto his puffed chest. “Thanks Mammon.”

He tugged you into a tight hug, “I’d do anything to keep hearing your laugh.”

Lucifer

His office door was closed. You knew that meant he was busy with something serious.

If it wasn’t serious then he usually left the door ajar, a silent invitation that guests were welcome.

You walked up to the door and seriously debated knocking.

He did say if you ever needed anything you could always come to him but one bad day didn’t feel like it stacked up to the duties that Lucifer could possibly be working on at that moment.

While leaning your forehead on the cool door you pretended it was his chest. You took an exaggerated breath in, gathering up your strength and hoping to pick up some of Lucifer’s strength too, and turned to head back to your room for the night.

“MC?” Lucifer called, you hadn’t heard the door open, “I thought I heard footsteps.”

“Oh, hi, I was just passing by,” you lied, “Busy night?”

“Yes,” Lucifer sighed and shook his head, “Diavolo wants to move up the next event which means contacting all the vendors to reschedule and refiling all the permits with the new dates.”

“Sounds rough,” you were somewhat pleased you had guessed correctly earlier but hated to see his frustration, against the protest of every cell in your body you asked, “Is there anything I can do to help you?”

He thought for a moment, “Yes actually, come here?” He extended his hand.

You took it and sighed; more work wasn’t exactly how you wanted to end this terrible day but if you could help relieve some of Lucifer’s unhappiness then maybe it wouldn’t be too bad.

Lucifer first pulled you into the room and then pulled you into a hug.

“What-”

“You looked like you needed a hug.” He admitted with a light blush tinting his ears.

“Well, thank you,” you melted into his hold, it was firm and warm and felt like sunshine after a storm.

“Is everything ok?” Lucifer looked slightly concerned, “You were pretty quiet at dinner too.”

“I feel better now,” you tighten your grip on him trying to stop him from pulling away.

He still did slightly, “You know I’m always here for you, right?”

“Of course,” you confirmed with a smile, “it was just a bad day, it sounds like you’re having one of those too. Let’s get to that paperwork.”

Lucifer chuckled, “To be honest, the help I wanted from you was the hug. I’m glad it could make both of us feel better,” and he embraced you once more.

#obey me #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me scenarios #I guess my take away is that even on your worse days there is always someone that cares about you #it doesn't even have to be someone you can see #maybe an old friend still thinks about you or a coworker wishing you well #idk the world is full of hate and chaos but there are bits that make it worth it

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cloviaglade · 3 years ago

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I mean...

I don't think lucifer should change completely, but character development isn't out of the question.

Like yes, he can still be a hardass, i have no issues with him being the responsible and super strict one. But being super strict and a hardass doesn't need to come with physical abuse towards his siblings.

It doesn't have to come with his constant hypocrisy or the intense possessiveness and how forceful he is in the story/side stories when it comes to being with mc.

I'm not saying to just suddenly make these traits go poof, but I am saying it's not out of the question to have them ease up a bit on these specific things without changing the character too much.

Good lord I haven't talked about Obey me in ages. I miss the season one fandom and mood the game had back then. I still follow blogs that post about it and a friend of mine still shares screenshots when there's something funny.

I'm gonna talk about it even though i havent been on in forever. I'm going off memory here I think the furtherest I gotten was lesson 30ish before I gave up. Idk the grind just wasn't worth the crumbs to me. I'm sorry if I missed out on details or changes that happened in newer lessons

Lucifer is needed to be the hardass of the group to contrast all the tomfuckery the other brothers get into. If there wasn't consequences or the fear of Lucifer catching there wouldn't be anything at stake. I don't think physical abuse is the correct or should be the default punishment for every misdoing. It's clearly not working but it also might be the least harsh. They are demons after all. Made of tougher stuff. Getting smacked around hurts for a minute but they clearly are unbothered since the brothers just dust themselves off and get right back to it

I do remember reading a devilgram where Lucifer punished either Asmo or Mammon (or both) by making them clear up some paint they spilled. The card was a Beel paint card iirc. It's an old ass card.

A good way to remedy it would just Lucifer becoming aware that corporal punishment isn't working. I could think of other demonic and unusual punishments he could dish out that wouldn't trigger or upset anyone really. Like idk clean the molding food bits out from under beel's bed, scrubbing the kitchen after Solomon cooks or hell just undoing whatever fuckery was done. All of this with just an ounce of awareness.

As far as romancing MC maybe just play into his sin. Because like why should he even try to get your attention? He's the avatar or pride. Lucifer himself. YOU should be forcing YOURSELF onto HIM! And if you don't...well you just have shit taste. I've had multiple devilgrams tell me this man is desired by human and demon alike. He has his pick of the litter. And you want him to work for some random pink sheep from the human world. He should laugh at the thought.

Idk I'm just going off old stuff and what I remember. I never felt like I could get a good grasp on Lucifer as a character. I just didn't vibe with the seriousness and his elegance. It's just not me ya know

#obey me ask #obey me Lucifer #obey me! lucifer #obey me!#shall we date obey me #smol pink sheepy MC becoming canon MC is the best thing that ever happened to this game

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cah0mie · 4 years ago

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To all my MCs that never really Enjoyed Celebrating their Birthday

Mammon: Alright! What does everyone have planned?

Asmo: I bought them multiple massagers so they can have a relaxing, stress-free day!

Satan: I bought them the new book series for them from their favorite author. I figured we could discuss the meaning throughout the story together.

Lucifer: I convinced Diavolo to give them the day off from any school activities so that they may rest, since they have worked hard it was an easy request. I also made a reservation at Ristorante Six.

Beel: I practiced how to make their favorite dish perfectly so they can have a delicious lunch!

Levi: I bought them the new most popular game they really wanted to try!!

Belphie: Uuhhhh guys? I don't know about this. I mean don't you remember what happened when we asked what they wanted?

Mammon: When they said they didn't want to celebrate? I've thought of that, and I have a plan!

Satan: This ought to be good.

Levi: Why exactly are we letting him run things anyway?

Mammon: Shut up and listen up! We don't have to celebrate anything! We can just try to help them unwind a little. Just friends trying to help their other friend, for no reason at all!

Satan: That sounds so suspicious, they would realize what we were up immediately!

Mammon: Do you have a better plan!?

Satan: ....... *Sighs* No....

Lucifer: Then I guess that's our best shot at doing this for them.

Belphie: I'm not entirely thrilled about following a plan made by Mammon, but I agree that it's the only idea we have.

Asmo: That's pretty sad..

Mammon: Shut up! All of you!

Lucifer: Moving on, I have already told MC that we have no school tomorrow. Hopefully they will sleep in and buy us some time.

-next morning 9:00-

MC: Shit....slept in a bit late didn't I?

-there's a knock on the door-

MC: Come in.

Asmo: Oh good you're awake!

MC: Just woke up. What's up?

Asmo: Oh, just got you a little something~ *carries in a tray with a cover on it*

MC: ..... Asmo..... What is this?

Asmo: I just thought you deserved *takes the cover off* Breakfast in bed.

MC: ...... *Stares at Asmo* What's the occasion?

Asmo: Can't I just do something nice because I fell like it.

MC: You're a demon.

Asmo: But YOUR demon, right?

MC: *shakes head, smiling* Thank you for the food, it looks great.

Asmo: Oh, but that's not all. *Retrieves a bag set by the door* Now, this mask will massage your eyes and play relaxing music.

MC: Asmo-

Asmo: This here will massage your neck and shoulders- which you could really use being hunched over a desk constantly.

MC: ASMO-

Asmo: And these are supposed to wrap around your legs and feet. They are massaged through air waves.

MC: ASMO!!

Asmo: What? I'm on the last one.

MC: Asmo, what IS all of this?? I don't need all of this, if anything you should use it.

Asmo: Now isn't that silly, of course you need it!

MC: As-

Asmo: Now, enjoy your food and relax as long as you wish! *Leaves*

MC: .....*sighs* .. So it's gonna be like that huh?

-few hours later-

Mammon: Yo MC! How about a game of Poker? I know you can't resist the game and the bets!

MC: It's more of the people and the conversations that I enjoy then the game itself. If we get more people on board sure.

Mammon: Uuummm, then how about some blackjack?

MC: Mammon, you know I'm not a gambler.

Mammon: Then how about....... Rummy?

MC: How about Speed?

Mammon: What?

MC: If you want to play a two person card game that bad, let's play speed.

Mammon: ...... What are the rules?

MC: Come here, I'll show ya.

-half an hour later-

Mammon: Wha-!? What the hell!? How are you so fast!?

MC: It's called 'been playing it for years'.

-lunch time-

Beel: Here you go MC. I made your favorite.

MC: Beel, this is much appreciated but why aren't you getting your food first? You must be hungry.

Beel: Nah, I'm ok. Besides, you deserve it.

MC: How so?

Beel: For being a good friend. 😊

MC: ...... *Sighs* ... I can't refuse you when you look at me like that and you know it. That's why you abuse it....

-afternoon-

Belphie: MC, it's time for our afternoon nap. Are you coming?

MC: I'm coming, I'm coming. *Goes to lay down beside him*

Belphie: Oh hold on! *Grabs a different pillow* Use this one instead.

MC: .... Isn't this one of those pillows that are supposed to keep you cool all through the night?

Belphie: Yep! You kept mentioning how hot you'd get while you're sleeping and how uncomfortable you'd be. I'd like my cuddle buddy to be comfortable while sleeping together.

MC: ....... There's NO other reason behind it?

Belphie: What other reason would there be?

MC: .... Fine. *Lays down with the pillow* Thanks.

Belphie: No problem.

-Evening-

Satan: MC, I'd like to talk about the theme in this book I've been reading. It's really confusing to me, I was hoping for different mindset to even it out?

MC: Sure, what book is it?

Satan: Come to my room, I'll show ya.

MC: Ok, *follows*

Satan: *lifts a book off his desk* This is it, apparently this story is holding the idea that committing crimes is alright depending on the situation.

MC: For example?

Satan: Committing murder is alright say, if someone kidnapped your kid.

MC: You think that's not alright?

Satan: I'm a demon, watching humans kill each other is pretty much sport to me. I just see it very unrealistic.

MC: .... Depends on the situation. Say your child was abducted and about to be sold off and become a victim of human trafficking. If this is proven then you should be pardoned for the most part, you will just have to live under new names and protection.

Satan: Wow, I didn't realize how complicated it all was.

MC: Yep, that's life. *Goes to leave*

Satan: Oh, before you go. *Grabs the series of books* Here, read these. I already have and I believe they're right up your alley.

MC: ...... Aren't these the new series of books, that just came out the day before? And you already read them?

Satan: *smirks* If you don't believe me, quiz me.

MC: ...... *Takes the books* .... Why do I not believe this is all coincidence?

Satan: *shrugs* Who knows?

MC: ..... *Leaves*

-Dinner-

Lucifer: MC, you're cooking?

MC: Yep. Everyone else cooks for dinner, I figured I could pick up the slack a little.

Lucifer: How much longer will the food take? We have a reservation in an hour.

MC: It shouldn't take too mu- wait, back up. What the fuck are you talking about!?

Lucifer: Is there something wrong?

MC: A few things yeah! One, I'd like more of a heads up! Two, why now!? What is this for!?

Lucifer: Consider this a reward for all your hard work.

MC: ...... Ok yeah no, this calls for a meeting.

-Everyone is gathered in the common room-

Asmo: What's wrong sweetie? You looked stressed

MC: I am stressed, all of you are stressing me out.

Mammon: Oi!! What did we do!

MC: Everything that has happened today was because my fucking birthday! Wasn't it!?

Satan: So what if it was? Why can't we celebrate it?

MC: I asked you not to.

Beel: MC, why do you hate your birthday so much? We only want to make you feel appreciated... 🥺

MC: Don't give me that damn look. I told you that it was a little too personal, and I rather not talk about it.

Belphie: Do you not trust us?

MC: I didn't say that, it's just...hard to talk about...

Mammon: Have you even tried?

MC: Have you tried not stealing shit? Difficult isn't it?

Levi: Woah! Burn!

Mammon: Shut up!

Lucifer: MC, we would probably understand your request better if you were to explain.

MC: ....... Let's just say... Something REALLY BAD happened on this day.... And everytime someone tried to celebrate with me....I remember it..... When I don't want to....

Levi: .... Woah.... Tragic backstory confirmed!

Asmo: Oh sweetheart, I'm so sorry.

Satan: I'm not.

Mammon: Wha-! Satan!

Satan: What!? Come on! When they first show up they state us down like we're frogs in the dessert, and they don't want to be reminded of some shitty memory!! You're better than this! Whether you like it or not I'm celebrating your birthday every year! Because you deserve it!

Lucifer: Agreed. You're stronger than you give yourself credit for. I believe with a little push you can love past that block on your mind.

Beel: I'll still make you delicious meals that we can enjoy together!

Belphie: You're keeping that pillow, whether you like it or not.

MC: ......... You all are assholes..... I hope you know that....

Mammon: Yeah well, you're a pain in the ass too. So we're even.

-later that night-

Levi: ....... I got that game you wanted....

MC: ....... You want to play together?

Levi: ...... Please?

MC: ...... I'll grab some snacks and drinks. You set up the game.

Levi: Yay!!

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That was much longer than I meant it to be, and alot more feelsy. Regardless, I hope you all enjoyed.

If you see anything that I could have done better, please don't hesitate to inform me. I accept all forms of constructive criticism.

#obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphie #obey me x gender neutral reader #obey me x y/n #obey me x you #obey me x mc #obey me x reader

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astaroth1357 · 4 years ago

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The Demon Brothers (Minus Asmo) at Their Worst Pt. 1 (Lucifer, Mammon, Levi)

To the anons who gave me this idea, here it is. Unfortunately, I can’t say I’m all that happy to bring it to you, cause yikes this hurt to write. I’m grateful, however, because I believe I’m better for it. You shouldn’t always stay in your comfort zone. I left out Asmodeus for personal reasons. Regardless of my ability, given the nature of this challenge, I don’t feel comfortable with writing nor posting graphic content of sexual violence and chose to refrain from doing so. Please do not ask for this to be written at a later date, I will politely refuse then as I am now.

Check out the Masterlist for more.

Warnings: THEIR SINS HAVE BEEN TAKEN TO AN EXTREME (AND ALL THAT IMPLIES), Abusive/Controlling Relationships, Violence, Threat of Human Trafficking, Drowning, Angst, Regret, Suicidal Thoughts

This is all for the purposes of fantasy and in no way an endorsement for these behaviors in real life. Be nice (and smart) with your lives, my friends.

Intro: Maybe the MC should have known better. It should have sunk in a long time ago that they were in incredibly risky territory... They should have remembered that these men, though they call them friends, family, and perhaps even lovers, are still demons at their heart and core. Each of them are the embodiment of some of the worst behaviors man has to offer... MC, there are some people you just shouldn’t date, even if they love you, and now you suffer the consequences...

Lucifer

It’s not difficult to see how Pride can go awry. Self-confidence and dignity are wonderful things, but let them build up unchecked and all manner of petty, vindictive behavior can surface from within a person...

Lucifer is far from immune to these flare ups. In fact, he falls victim to them so often that they may as well be ingrained in his personality. If you do anything that mocks or belittles him, even if it’s small, you’ll get a reaction. One that’s usually more severe than offense calls for...

The MC knew this going into a relationship with him. Supposedly, they knew all the no-go zones, too. Don’t make fun of him or Diavolo, don’t mention the Fall or his back, don’t call him a nag... That sort of thing.

What they hadn’t expected was the full brunt of the expectations suddenly leveled on them.

To say Lucifer was demanding would be an understatement. Everything about him had to be poised, powerful, collected, and perfect. Whether he realized it or not, these expectations bled into their relationship as well.

It started with him nitpicking little details... The way they stood, how they styled their hair, maybe a comment or two on what they ate. But it progressively got worse...

Suddenly he found problems with the way they dressed, what they listened to, what shows they watched, even how they greeted him in the mornings!

Before too long, nothing was right to him… Nothing was good enough. They were his other half, his biggest vulnerability, and in order for him to feel secure about that they had to be perfect… However Lucifer defined it.

They listened to him at first. Though his comments stung, he could be so loving too… He truly made them feel special. Like he wouldn’t be trying so hard if it were anyone but them...

But pretty words and kind actions could only go so far. They couldn’t completely erase the vitriol being tossed at them day after day…

Slowly, with every little change, they could feel themselves start to dwindle… The choices they made felt foreign, the lifestyle they held became draining, and then one day they realized they didn’t even look right anymore… They were no longer the person they wanted to be.

Lucifer was doing what he set out to do: train them, break them, then mold them into something new... So they could be perfect...

Just like him.

One day, however, they just couldn’t take being the person he wanted anymore...

He found them in their bedroom just before a party that Diavolo had been planning for weeks. Their hair wasn’t fixed and their clothes were a mess. His frustration nearly skyrocketed until he saw their face, vacant and broken, staring blankly straight ahead…

He couldn’t rouse them. They wouldn’t move no matter how much he shouted, threatened, or swore...

….they didn’t even budge when he begged…

His brothers eventually noticed something amiss and took them away. Their disgust with him was fairly evident… They probably would have tried something had he not been the strongest.

He had taken something wonderful and squashed it... Hurt someone he truly loved and ruined what they could have had to protect his damn ego…

Lilith, his brothers, and Satan especially… was everyone he tried to care for just bound to end up broken too…?

The MC’s recovery was slow. They had a lot of damage to repair and a whole new identity to build. He stayed out of it as much as he could, burying himself in work and seeing his brothers less and less...

He’d done enough damage to them anyway...

Mammon

The Greedy, Scummy Second-Born… Words to etch on his tombstone. Mammon had heard it all before from all angles: the demons above him, below him, hell even a passersby on the street would know his face and his laundry list of a rap sheet...

The one person who seemed to look past all that was MC.

He truly didn’t know what sort of karma he’d gained or luck he scored to have them in his life. They didn’t just see him at his best side, they made him want to fix his worst...

But that’s easier said than done, isn’t it?

The sad truth is Mammon is a gambler at heart. Oh he loves the money, the riches, fine things, and the bling but what else does he enjoy? The rush.

There’s nothing like that feeling of triumphant when the dice falls your way or the pure exhilaration of a close bet. When all cards are on the table and everything’s stacked against you, eking out that win can cause a head-rush better than any orgasm he’s ever had... The higher the stakes? The better the high.

But maybe he went a little too far…

It’s one thing to bet Grimm, he can make more of that in a night. It’s another to bet items, harder to replace but not impossible. People…? Well. If you want high stakes…

MC was actually with him that night when he made the “great” decision to bet his most valuable treasure on poker match. He was running out of Grimm and thought that the added risk would make him play better…

He thought wrong.

MC hadn’t been at the table at the time he made the deal, but they had come back just in time to see him get his ass handed to him. He lost. Spectacularly.

When the other demons there came over to encircle MC, it already felt like his world was crumbling down around him... The look of confusion, then hurt and betrayal in their eyes forever seared themselves into his memory.

“You bet me in a poker game?!”

It sounds almost comical, but he knew what the demons were planning to do to them wasn't. And just seeing the way his human’s wrist snapped when one of the men wrenched their arm from them confirmed it.

He wouldn’t let them get away with that. When the threats escalated to violence, he took his share of punches but in the end he was left standing.

The MC was furious. He had just whittled their entire existence down to a bargaining chip and one that he tossed away carelessly…

Yeah, he’s truly a scumbag, isn’t he?

They didn’t talk to him for quite a while, despite him begging for forgiveness. There was always a part of him that wondered why he even bothered… He had done it before, and in another gambling-induced high he would probably do it again…

They’d honestly be better off without him...

Leviathan

It’s, frankly, quite difficult to be the Avatar of Envy. Every day Levi feels uncomfortable in his own skin… Like he doesn’t measure up to this or that or like he’s not worthy of being in the meager position afforded to him. He preferred to hide himself away and try not to dwell on it… but then MC came along…

For once, he felt like he had something. Something truly special. Something one of a kind and like no other… He couldn’t point to any of his brothers and say that they had something better, hell, he couldn’t even point to Diavolo and say that he had a finer version.

No. He had them. The one, the only, MC. Better than all the rest. His only great accomplishment in his miserable, pathetic life...

… so why did they keep leaving him…?

It didn’t hurt that badly at first when they’d tell him they couldn’t go watch some new anime with him because they had other plans. Sometimes they’d go off shopping with Mammon or have lunch with Beel… That was fine. Understandable.

At least that’s what he’d tell himself.

After a while though, he started to feel lonely… rejected… Was he not good enough for them? Surely that had to be it, right?? A miserable shut-in otaku with someone like them? What a joke!

Any time he’d voice his insecurities, they’d always say the same things: “No, don’t be silly!” “I really do want to be with you.” “I love you, Levi. Don’t you believe me?”

No. He didn’t. With each passing hour spent away from him, time where he would get shafted for one of his brothers instead, he believed them less and less…

Soon all he heard was lies…

Something possessed him that day. MC had just missed their third live stream in a row in order to be with his brothers instead. Which one was it? It didn’t really matter. He felt the stinging pain of isolation all the same…

When the MC walked into his room they had no way of knowing that the festering hatred and inadequacy that had been stewing in him for months was about to spill over. His anger was so quick to spark and their human body too weak to resist...

It was only once he realized how long he had their head forced under the water of his aquarium that he finally let them up for air.

He was stepping over himself to apologize, stammering incoherently through his tears how he just lost control and didn’t know what came over him!

His brothers weren’t forgiving. Not in the slightest. Each of them seemed to want to beat him within an inch of his life and he didn’t blame them… If he could get away with it, he’d march himself into the sea and let it serve as his rightful prison…

His punishments were severe, but not unending, and soon he was back in his room again. Now he never leaves it and the MC is never allowed back in, even if they want to be.

He now, truly, doesn’t deserve them at all...

Link to Part Two: Satan, Beel, Belphie

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Hey there Ash, Still haven’t left this place yet huh? I’ll make this quick so I don’t take up too much of your time, I would love to order some Bottomless Orange Bars, full of Fluff with a side of a Love Confession, sound good? And you can use whatever MC plating you want, whatever comes easiest for you. :3

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♡🄺🄸🅃🄲🄷🄴🄽 🄲🄾🄽🄵🄴🅂🅂🄸🄾🄽♡

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♡ "Order up! Yeah it's been forever since I last left this place. I can't even remember the last full day break I got! To be honest I don't even memories about anything expect for working here..... Weird........ Ah but I probably just don't remember cause I'm tired. Maybe I'll try to catch a quick nap on my next 15 minute break...... Ah anyway here's your order of bottomless orange bars! Hopefully you enjoy them dear, it's always a pleasure to serve you here at Madame Screams~" ♡

A huge thanks to my friend Phobia for proofreading this!

Gn!reader, warnings: spoilers for Beel’s cooking on a rainy day card, swearing and mention of puke

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It was a tradition for you and Beel to cook something together every Saturday. This became a weekly event for you after the two of you made raindrop cake together for the first time. You both alternate picking the recipes, and sure, they didn’t turn out perfect all the time, but you two always had a great time.

Beel looked forward to these cooking sessions every week, and they always somehow made themselves his favorite part of the week without fail. His heart would start beating faster every time he thinks about being with you. Your smile and laughter invaded his thoughts constantly. He couldn’t get you out of his head. Sometimes he’d daydream about you for so long he’ll forget to eat. He didn’t even notice he was hungry.

This Saturday, you two were making lava cake, Beel’s choice. You had already gotten out the ingredients by the time he arrived,

“Ah, Beel! There you are!” You greet him with a smile.

“Oh, you already got everything out? You could have waited for me. I would have helped.” Oh, how he loved your smile. Seeing it always managed to cheer him up. Your smile was perfect, just like the rest of you.

“Alright, let’s get started!” You say excitedly as the both of you began.

Gosh, he couldn’t focus. He already messed up his batter three times and isn’t even eating the mess-ups like he usually would. The only thing his mind would let him focus on was you.

“Beel, are you ok? Do you need help making your cake batter?”

He quickly snaps out of his daze.

“O-oh, um-” He can’t even get a sentence out of his mouth. He feels a blush spread from the tip of his ears to his face. He put his hand to the back of his neck, rubbing it shyly as he tries to finish his sentence, “Su-sure, that’d b-be great.”

You give him a strange look, cocking your head to the side and raising an eyebrow.

“Seriously, dude, are you okay? You're all red and sweaty. Are you gonna puke?”

“No, I'm fine, seriously. I could just use a bit of help.”

“Alright then!” You say. You try to go behind him to guide him, but he’s a bit too tall. You peep over his shoulder, eyebrows furrowed as you try to come up with a solution to this very simple dilemma.

“Why don’t you go in front of me? It’ll be easy for me to see what you're doing.” He says, his tone slightly rushed.

“Oh, that’s a good idea!” You slip under his arm and look up at him. “I sometimes forget how big you are compared to me,” you say with a slight chuckle while bringing your hands up to his face and placing them on his cheeks, squishing them lightly.

You’re so close to him. He feels his palms begin to sweat, his blush creeps down the back of his neck, and he feels his hair stand on end. He tries his best to listen to your directions, but he can’t stop thinking about how close you two were. After what seemed like an eternity, he finally finished the batter. His hands are still sweaty and shaky as he began to pour both his and your batter into the molds.

Meanwhile, you’re finishing up melting the chocolate for the center.

“Alright, chocolate’s done! From the looks of it, you're done with pouring the batter in molds,” You say as you walk over to him with the bowl of melted chocolate in your hands. “Scooch over so I can pour the chocolate in!” You instruct, your tone teasing as you gently nudge his shoulder.

The rich smell of chocolate cake wafts through the kitchen. Usually, Beel would be waiting directly next to the oven, ready to eat the cake as soon as it comes out. Today, he was too distracted by you to even notice the smell.

“Beel,” You start, putting your phone down and walking over to him. “Hm? What’s-” You grab his face and bring it near yours, cutting him off.

Beel’s heart hammers in his chest. Multiple scenarios run through his head. Suddenly, he feels dizzy, weak in the knees.

“What’s up with you today, dude? You’ve been acting strange, and I’m starting to worry. So, please, can you tell me what’s wrong? I just want to make sure you’re okay.” The genuine concern in your voice makes his heart beat faster. You’re just… perfect. All he wants is you. He wants to hold you in his arms. He wants to pepper your face in kisses. He wants to be yours.

“I love you,”

“Excuse me?” Your hands fall from his face, mouth slowly parting in shock. His hand goes up to your face, placing itself gently on your cheek.

“I love you,” he repeats, “Please, let me be yours!” He squeezes his eyes shut after his sudden confession, too embarrassed to look at you directly.

Silence fills the room. The only noise to be heard was the warm buzz of the oven. Then, he felt a pair of [soft/rough] lips touch his. He keeps his eyes closed as he leans into the kiss, melting when you place your hands on his lower back.

The kiss continues as he cups your face with his other hand, trying to pull you as close to him as possible. It’s soft and gentle despite it being so long. He’s oh so careful with you, treating your lips as if they’re porcelain. When you pull back, he finally opens his eyes. Your face is tinted pink, and you wear a wide smile that makes his heart flutter.

“So, do you… Do you love me too?”

A light laugh escapes your lips, “Of course I do, you big oaf!”

“Then say it back to me, please?” He asks.

“I love you, Beel.” Oh, now he’s grinning like an idiot, but he doesn’t care.

“Hey, guys, what’s that weird smell- What the hell are ya two doin’?!?” Both yours and Beel’s heads snap to the direction of the screeching.

“Oh, hey, Mammon-”

“Why are ya two so close together, and what’s that smell!?!”

“Now that you mention it, it does smell a bit burnt in here, but it should be fine...” Beel says in a nonchalant tone, burying his face into the crook of your neck.

“Oi, Beel! Yer two close to em’-”

“Beel! The lava cakes are burning! Please let me go!” You yell out in a panic.

After a few minutes of chaos (featuring Beel almost dropping one of the cakes on Mammon’s head), you finally got the cakes ready and aired out the burning smell.

“Well… The cakes are pretty burnt… Sure, lava cakes are usually dark in color, but not pitch black like these ones…” You say with a tinge of disappointment in your voice.

“Maybe you should toss' em? They hardly look edible,” Mammon suggests.

“They look good,” Beel says, already serving himself some.

“Beel, no,” you say, grabbing his wrist before he could put a slice in his mouth.

“So you two never answered my question before. Why the heck were you two being all cuddly?”

“Beel, please, it’s practically charcoal. Don’t eat it.” You say, ignoring Mammon.

“But it looks fine-”

“Beel please no-”

“But it looks good-”

“Beel!”

“Oi, stop ignorin’ me, you two! Answer my damn question!” Mammon yells, banging his fist on the table.

“Oh yeah, we’re dating now,” you say, looking to Beel for confirmation. “Right?”

Beel nods. “Yep.”

“What?!?!”

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saorikuhara39 · 4 years ago

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Animedia August 2021 Issue Obey Me translation COOL STAR SPECIAL

Animedia August 2021 Issue Obey Me translation feat. Mammon, Levi, Satan

(On sale Jul 2021)

Tame them or be eaten!? The key to leading a cool life in the Devildom lies in these cool-looking demon brothers!

①Tell us what's "cool" about you.

②On the other hand, please tell us what you think is "hot (passionate)".

③What is your favourite shaved ice flavour?

SATAN: The occasional smile of absolute zero will freeze your heart over!

①Whether I'm cool or not is for a third party to judge, but I think my composure is an advantage. Well, I mean, sometimes...... very, very occasionally, I lose myself in anger.

②The part of me that I am passionate about is my acquisition of knowledge. I'm very eager to absorb anything and everything, and when I'm curious about something, I look it up thoroughly. Every time I forget to sleep or eat for a week or so, my brothers and that human drag me out of my room.

③Blue Hawaii. It's refreshing, sweet, and delicious.

MAMMON: My love for money never cools down!

①My existence itself is cool! I can do anything, I'm tolerable, plus I'm a supermodel too! Oh man, I really have too much potential. That human should be more aware of the fact that the fabulous Great Mammon is their first demon. For real.

②No one can beat my passion for gamblin'! Ya can't win if ya give up in the middle of the game. The real fun starts when you've spent all the money of the people around you.

③Just dump in all the flavours they have! The more ya can get, the better!

LEVIATHAN: Basically giving the cold shoulder acting cool to everyone but fellow comrades.

①It's cool if I can say all the lines from TSL by memory, or if I know all the subtitles of the Ruri-chan anime by heart... It's not? I knew it.

②Passionate things? Then it's all about my life as an otaku! TSL is life! Ruri-chan is my raison d'etre (reason of living)! Also, I've been supporting Sucre Frenzy since their underground idol days, and now they're one of the leading idol groups in Devildom. I'm amazed they've managed to make it this far, although I think Zaramela and Roche would have deserved it too! 10/10 would recommend. They're so precious. Oh, what were we talking about again? Oh well. So, um...

③Strawberries, because Ruri-chan ate them in the beach episode!

WHO IS THE COOLEST DEMON!? THE DEMON BROTHERS' DISCUSSION BY MAMMON, LEVI, SATAN

There will be some cute anecdotes that only these brothers can show!

Q: Which of the brothers do you think is the 'coolest' of them all?

MAMMON: There's no need for any discussion, 'cause it's gotta be me, the Great Mammon!

SATAN: All in all, it's got to be Beel (Beelzebub) right?

MAMMON: Doncha ignore me!!

LEVI: I know what you mean. He answers like a cool character, and he's really strict about his muscle training.

MAMMON: So you call that cool? Ya must be out of your mind!

SATAN: Anyway, Mammon, it's not gonna be you, that's for sure.

Q: Please tell us about a recent 'chilling' story you have.

MAMMON: The other day I tried to borrow Lucifer's credit card, but instead of glaring or lecturing me, he just said "Hmm?" and smiled...... I've got the chills, to be honest.

SATAN: You were after my credit card before that, weren't you? How about we just freeze Mammon all together*?

LEVI: Ah! Then, what happened to the 20,000 Grimm you said you'd pay back three days ago?

MAMMON: Well, well, well. Let's get along, my dear brothers ♡

*referring to the incident where Mammon's credit card was frozen over (literally).

Q: Please tell us about an incident where you felt 'knocked out' against your brothers.

LEVI: For me, it's by Belphie. The other day, he was probably almost asleep, but when I passed by in the hallway, he said, "Good night, Levi nii-san". OML, the youngest one sometimes calls me "brother"!

MAMMON: Ew, you pervert. But then this is Belphie we're talking about. Even if he said somethin' cheeky, it's all good when we see his sleepin' face. He's cute after all......

LEVI: Oh, I think Lucifer's sleeping face is also pretty high on the list. It makes him look a little younger. It's like a sleeping face that I want to protect.

SATAN: You're grossing me out.

MAMMON: How 'bout you, Satan? Ya got anything?

SATAN: That would be by Asmo. When I was getting my manicure, my hands are all chapped! When he says it doesn't look beautiful, he handed me a Coco Buer hand cream and told me to use it the next time I get a manicure. He smiled so happily that I thought he was cute too.

LEVI: That 100% pure smile you unexpectedly get. I know. I can't get enough of it. Ruri-chan used to do that before-

MAMMON & SATAN: GROSS.

A sleeping face that I want to protect. - Leviathan

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