#im chuckling omd

[strewwwberry]

Bingmei being the taller, more muscular, smoother skined and softer, well kept haired compared to bingge thanks to sy making sure he's fed properly, sleeps etc during his teen years before abyssal arc (aka some of the most important years for growing up)

Just makes me feel so good and giggle so hard

Especially for the bingmei vs bingge extra

Imagine, your super sexy, hot, demon Lord, strong husband of you and many more, (possible) father to your children and fellow harem wives's as well, and leader to all, suddenly disappears and is replaced with his much more filial, loyal, seemingly stronger, even HOTTER copy?

Like bruh you thought you had it good with the hottest man in the worlds and all of a sudden his sexier copycat appears like what!???

[betasquadx]

hi niaa babess i got a request and u can do this request anytime, no need to pressure urself x

so you’re jealous because there are girls that keeps staring at sharky and he’s like “oh really?” then he took a glance of the girls before looking back at you and said “come here” with that ‘come here’s hand gesture (idk what its called omd) when you gets closer, you expect that he’s gonna whisper something to you but instead you received a kiss on the cheeks from him JDKWJDJ im exploding😭

you’re like “What’s that about??” then he replied with “to make them jealous” THEN THATS ALLL!! you can do this later btw! 🫶🏼

OFC MY GIRL

HERE U GO BAE XX

Jealousy - Sharky

Summary : Your at the shopping centre/mall when these girls keep taking glancing over at your bf, you get slightly uncomfortable and inform him to which he proves that he’s yours.

Warnings : surprisingly short, cute sharky isn’t a warning but🤷‍♀️

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As you sat with Sharky in the shopping center, you couldn't help but notice a group of girls,

not to far away from yous, eyeing him up.

Now normally, you weren’t the jealous type. I mean your boyfriend is a

YouTuber for christ sake, of course people are gonna like him.

You glanced over at him, tapping his shoulder gently. He looked up, confused, still clutching his phone.

"Are you alright, babe?” he asked, slipping his phone into his pocket, smiling at you.

Meeting his gaze, you attempted to explain, without sounding jealous, that a group of girls couldn’t take there eyes of him.

He grinned knowingly as you explained, fully aware that you felt jealous. “Oh, really?” he responded with a nod, encouraging you to continue.

You nodded at him, looking away, attempting to avoid eye contact with the girls.

Meanwhile, Sharky glanced at the girls and then back at you, a playful smirk on his face.

Smiling, he whispered softly, “Come here,” motioning with his fingers. Confused, you shifted your chair closer to his, your eyes locking.

Thinking he was going to whisper something to you, you were surprised when he leaned in,

planting a gentle kiss on your cheek, sending butterflies fluttering in your stomach.

Smirking down at you, a blush crept up your cheeks as he chuckled softly.

“Lets get out of here,” he whispered, “I don’t wanna get spotted by fans.'"

Hurriedly gathering your shopping bags, you took one last glance at girls,

and you couldn’t help but smile victoriously as they shot you a look.

Grinning uncontrollably as you made your way out to the car, reassured in the fact that you were the only one Sharky was able to kiss,

ever.

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Hope you enjoyed 😝

also sorry that I haven’t been writing as often, I kinda took a short ish break but I’ll try do more requests and fics from now on!!

[asmo-ds]

okay, last request i promise!! mc and asmo are having a sleepover and they're putting make up on each other and it's really cute and fluffy. like ik asmo is the avatar of lust and all but i headcanon him as one of the most fluffy characters in the game idk

Slumber Party

Asmo x GN!MC Fluff

Word Count: 1408

Warnings: MC was bullied in the past :(, They also take a bath together but no funny business what so ever I pinky promise

Summary: Asmodeus finds out MC has never had a slumber party before and he refuses to let their life continue without experiencing a slumber party with the king of slumber parties himself

Ever since MC had arrived in the Devildom, Asmodeus had been inviting them to have a sleepover in his room. No matter how much he begged and pleaded with them to join him one night they said no every. Single. Time. 

The Avatar was beginning to grow worried that MC was scared to be alone with him due to his sin.

“MC, I promise I’m not planning anything naughty!” He gave his best puppy dog eyes as he asked for the nth time to have MC in his room for the night. “I pinky promise all I want to do is normal slumber party stuff! We can do face masks and play with makeup, or we can play truth or dare - or truth or truth if that makes you more comfortable,” he pouts.

“Asmo, don’t worry I know you wouldn’t try anything dirty without my consent, i-its more of a me problem I guess…” MC trails off. 

“Oh?” He cutely tilts his head in confusion, causing MC to sigh and finally tell him why they’d been denying him since day one.

“In the human world I never had many friends,” they start, “and I guess because of that I was never invited to an actual sleepover unless you count one time in middle school when the popular kids had me over and humiliated me all night for their entertainment,” MC clenches their fists at the memory of being taunted after showing up so excited for their first slumber party.

“EH?! Seriously? Did someone invite you just to tease you? What a douche. MC please have a slumber party with me, I promise I won’t mock you or taunt you and I’ll show you a nice sleepover where we both relax and chill together,” Asmo holds MC’s hand in his own gently against his chest in a comforting fashion.

MC stares into his eyes for a moment, searching for any sign of ingenuine intentions. They let out a soft sigh as they fail to find any ill intent inside the fifth eldest demon lord. “...Okay, your room or mine?”

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At 7 pm sharp, MC makes their way through the house of Lamentation, a bag and pillow tucked under their arms before they knock on the door that is almost immediately ripped open with surprisingly strong yet feminine arms pulling them into the blush-colored room filled with the scent of roses.

They look around and see Asmo had a bunch of areas set up, ready for them to do a night of intense self-care and relaxing activities together. 

“Here, put your bag in the corner for now, and you can put the pillow on the bed! OH IM SO EXCITED!” the rose eyes male squeals. “Where should we start? Makeovers or dress up?”

“Um I suppose we could dress up first so we know the makeup will match our outfits,” MC says shyly.

“Ah! Good thinking! You’re such a cute genius, MC,” Asmodeus giggles giving MC a soft boop on the nose before dragging them to his walk-in closet. 

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“I knew you would look good in [fav color], MC!” Asmo praises, twirling them around and looking at the two of them in the mirror in their new outfits. “Now let’s get some makeup to match, then we can have a mini photoshoot!”

Asmodeus pulls two chairs in front of his vanity, digging through a drawer and pulling out the makeup he thinks will match their skin tone and outfit, placing them next time as he leans forward with a primer on his hands, rubbing it onto MC’s skin. He puts it to the side before grabbing the foundation and getting to work.

 MC and Asmo post in his mirror taking hundreds of photos. “Wait Asmo can we do duck lips!” MC asks excitedly giggling their head off.

“OMD YESSSS” He dramatically pushes out his lips and MC follows before he snaps a few photos. They laugh as they strike more poses and then perform like professional photographers for each other.

“Are you going to put these on Devilgram, Asmo?” MC smiles hoping he’d think they were good enough to feature on his perfectly aesthetic Devilgram page.

“Duh, who would be so cruel as to keep these pictures to themselves when they’re so stunning!” He smiles selecting a few photos to post. As he is scrolling through all the photos one of MC catches his eye. In the photo, they are smiling and laughing after Asmo had clearly done something to crack them up. He feels his heart flutter knowing he caused that smile and moves that picture to a special folder he keeps pictures of his family in (that he will never admit he actually has).

He tosses his D.D.D onto his soft bed and lets it bounce to a stop as he grabs MC’s hand to go to the bathroom. Once they are in there he pulls out some makeup removing wipes and skincare products.

“Wow I’ve never actually gotten a good look at your bath,” MC stares at the tub of constantly perfectly hot water with rose petals and all sorts of washing products lined along the sides of it.

“Did you wanna do all of the skincare and washing off in there? The bubbles will cover both of us for the most part and I promise not to touch your no-no zones,” Asmo giggles as he sees MC’s eyes widen. 

“Oh- uh- sure! As long as there’s no funny business Mr. Avatar of Lust!” They laugh giving his shoulder a playful shove.

“That’s LORD Mr. Avatar of Lust to you” he jokingly scoffs making MC laugh once more before he turns and faces the wall. “Go ahead and get in I’ll stay facing this way until you tell me to come in.”

After hearing clothes drop and the water move a bit as MC’s body descends into the steamy bubbles, he notices he isn’t actually filled with Lust at the moment, which is rare for him when someone else is in the room naked. He smiles when he realizes that he feels more adoration and relaxation in this situation than anything else.

“Wow MC, it’s kind of odd that I don’t feel lustful at the moment,” he voices his thoughts, “instead all I can think about is how excited I am to just chill out in the bath with you.” He shakes his head and lets out a chuckle.

“Well if you’re so excited then hurry up and get in here !” MC smiles at him as he turns. His eyes stay glued to their face with zero urge to wander elsewhere at that moment. He wishes he could burn that smile into his eyes and see it every second for the rest of his life.

He goes back to his room and grabs his D.D.D putting on his favorite playlist made by both of them and strips getting into the tub, bringing the face wash and makeup wipes with him before he moves through the water closer to MC, who closes their eyes as he raises a washcloth to their cheek.

MC and Asmo spend about a half-hour in the tub, relaxing and washing each other’s makeup off, then MC suddenly gets hyper and makes a mess of his bathroom. “Asmo look!” They excitedly say as they put bubbles on their chin forming a big bubbly beard making Asmo giggle.

“MC please let me take a picture of you right now you look so adorably stupid, sweetie.” Asmo grabs his D.D.D while laughing so hard he nearly snorts.

After he takes the picture and puts back his D.D.D, he gets hit in the face with water and opens his eyes to see MC laughing as they start a splash fight.

At the end of their bath, the floor is soaked with suds and water that had been splashed out by the pair and they cleaned it up before heading back into the bedroom.

“Are we sleeping on the bed together or do you want me to sleep on the floor?” Asmodeus asks.

“We can sleep in the bed together, just -”

“Yeah Yeah, no funny business I know, doll,” Asmo cuts MC off laughing.

After getting under the covers they both did that thing we all do at sleepovers where you can’t stop laughing for no reason and Lucifer came in to yell at them like the Mom he is.

[may22222]

BAKING LESSONS CLEAN VERSION!!! There's not gonna be part 2 im so sorry- 😭😭😭😭

"First enchant the following spells written on the book." Barbatos said.

You did what he asked you and was suprised when you saw the ingredients floating around and making themselfs.

"Wow just.. wow.." you were speechless of what you just saw.

"Magic does get handy sometimes." Barbatos said chuckling to him self.

"Wait why is the flour-" *POOF*

You and barbatos stood there after the flour just landed on both of you.

"WAIT WHAT HAPPENED? WHY DID THE FLOUR FELL?!"

"Ah, i see. The time duration ran out thats why the flour fell."

"OMD! IM SO SORRY BARBATOS I DIDNT MEAN TO" you countinued apologizing to him but he keeps saying its ok since its your first time baking with him.

"Hey mc.. now that were covered in flour.. you dont mind if i asked you to take a quick bath with me in the shower?"

You were confused of what barbatos said.

" what do you mean barbatos?" You asked.

"I meant we should take a bath in the shower. Together."

You were blushing of what he said.

"Itll be easier and quicker that way. Do not worry. I wouldnt to things that would make you uncomfortable if you mind."

You agreed because ( you were a thirsty bitch) what barbatos said was right.

Minutes later after going on the shower, barbatos was asking you something.

"Hey mc.. i was wondering... why did you pick me to teach you to bake?"

You chuckled and said

" its because i trust you barbatos. I know it sounds weird but please just dont mind it."

You saw a slight pink colour forming on barbatos cheeks.

" can i tell you something mc?.."

" sure go on" you said smiling to him.

" ive been hiding this for a long time but.. i like you mc.."

You blushed at what he said.

"You.. really mean it?" You said still blushing at the new info you just learned.

"Yes. Of course i do. Infact, the moment you stepped on devildom. The moment i saw your beautiful face, your beautiful apperance, and your beautiful soul, i fell inlove as soon as that happened."

"Barbatos.." you were speechless of what he said.

" i.... like you too.."

[siredtofictionalmen]

Insecurity 1: Being Overweight

Disclaimer: Everyone has gone through different experiences and this is my expierence. This falls into my number one insecurity and I need to let it out.

Warnings: fat shaming

Growing up I was thin, I ate whatever I wanted; chips, soda, junk food, fast food and never gain weight. Until I entered middle school I hit puberty and thats when I began to gain weight. Middle school was when I began to be more weight conscious. It was when I learn what the doctor would measure on the scale. How junk food made you gain weight. Learn how to starve myself and went through emotional suffering for something so insignificant; my weight.

For the years to come, I believe the numbers on a scale determine my worth and that I wasn’t “good enough, beautiful enough” because of the number on the scales, the shape of my body.

I wasn’t obese but I wasn’t model skinny nor was I thin. I was chubby. I had stomach rolls and I could never get rid of them. Wherever I was, I felt utter shame. I dont remeber a day in middle school were I felt confident, not even one. Sadly my family was there everyday to remind that I wasn’t thin, and that if I ever wanted to be I wouldn’t achieve it by eating like that, as my grandma would love to point out.

It all starts one day it was the first month of school. I had gotten my period for the fourth time and I remeber coming back from school. My grandma had gotten us McDonald’s to eat and I remeber there being chicken sandwhiches. The joy on my face when I saw McDonald’s soon would be let down by my grandma who passed me a salad. I frowned confused, I look at her and she told me it was for me. I told her its not what I like and she said I know but it’s healthy you need to change your habits the pounds you are putting on your getting fat. I quietly ate my salad quickly and went to the restroom. My grandma lived in a studio so the only room for privacy was the bathroom. I look at myself, pinch my chubby stomach and cried. Tears flowed down my cheek and I remeber tasting them when they came to lips how they tasted much better than the salad I just ate. Ashamed of my fatness I just sat on the toilet. I was 11 at the time and when my mom came home to pick me up my grandma made some more comments about my weight to my mother. I love my grandma and I know she did it because she cared for me but the way she made me feel that day and the rest of the years to come could have been avoided. I never enjoyed my middle school life because of my “guilt” of being fat.

The middle school I went to was so much worse. It was by a rich area and all the girls there were already wearing crop tops and short shorts. Like COME ON YOUR 12!!! Like how can the parents let them dress like that. Anyway I remeber most of the girls being skinny. I remember envying them and thier looks. I beat myself up everyday because I didn’t have the ideal body, skinny. I felt ugly because of it and I was depressed and because of it I never enjoyed my middle school.

The people who fat shamed me the most was my family. I have mentioned my grandma but lets talk about my mother. I love my mom and I know she loves me but I think some comments could have been avoided. I remeber once I was in 8th grade I was with my mother and she was talking to my aunt and my girl cousin about losing weight and then she said oh yes she needs to lose weight too, look at her hippo legs. She began to laugh, i chuckled looking at my legs so did my aunt and my cousin awkwardly laughed. I remeber that night I went to bed and I couldn’t stop staring at my legs I would squeeze them and the thought about cutting some of my flesh with a knife occured to me. I knew that wouldn’t help and I remeber thinking whats wrong with me. Who have I become. I never felt happy anymore I always wanted to be alone. I never wanted anybody to see me. I was ashamed, embarrassed of my chubbiness. My mom would take me to a restaurant and she would see an omd guy friend. I remeber him saying wow she getting taller. My mom would laugh and say yes she getting bigger and from the sides also. I would smile I hated that so much like she fat shames me enogh I dont need other peoples opinions on my weight. He never commented on it though and he was respectful when it came to me.

I started starving myself after new years. I was in the second semester of the 8th grade. I starved myself for two weeks and you could see change. I was becoming thinner, I was getting closer to what I always wanted to be skinny and beautiful. I remeber my grandma congratulated me but on the third week I couldn’t keep it up I began to eat much more than before and before I knew it I had gained weight and probably more than I was before. My grandma said it was such a shame. I remeber her frowning and nodding her head.

Highschool was so much better. I couldn’t believe it people were nice and it wasn’t like mean girls. Majority of girls at my school were chubby, thicc, overweight. I saw some thin but I felt like I fit in. I began to feel confident, comfortable in my own skin. My best friend was thin and I remeber her complaining because some girl called her skinny. I remebering wishing that’s something I could complain about and instantly I becam insecure again. I shrugged it off the next day. I felt ridiculous.

My best friend could eat whatever she wants and she couldn’t gain weight. I was jealous, envious I wish for her metabolism. I remeber telling her as a compliment that her fingers were long and she must of took it as offensive because the next thing she said was look at yours there fat. I remeber telling her that I meant it as a compliment and that I wish I had skinny fingers like her. She said my fingers were cute that they were tiny and that guys like tiny fingers.

I remeber my friend would call herself flat and I would always tell her shut up she has good body proportions. I told her she may not have big boobs but she has decent ones. I remeber telling her that at least her stomach wasn’t bigger than her boobs. At least she didn’t look deformed like me. She told me I wasn’t deformed and that I had a big ass. I would smile pretending that I was comforted when in fact I felt sick because I also had a big stomach.

My confidence really went up in highschool during freshman year when guys were lining up for me. FOR MEEE!!! I was surprise my mom once told me only fat ugly guys would be attracted to me if I continued at the weight I was. I was fed up and told her so what fat guys arent always ugly and they might actually have manners. Just because someones fat doesn’t mean they are ugly. At least I wouldn’t attract abusive alcoholics. I told her that and then I felt really bad. My dad was an alcoholic and so was her new boyfriend. It didn’t stop her from fat shaming me. I remeber she told me I can’t see move your fat ass legs. I cried that night. I remeber three different guys asked me to homecoming and they were fine as hell. I was surprise they liked me and even if a guy wasn’t that attractive and ask me out I still would have given him a chance being an expert with feeling ugly.

My friend constantly nagged about how no one had asked her to homecoming and how three guys already asked me. She called herself fat a couple of times saying she wasn’t pretty enough because she had been getting fat. I reminded her that she was beautiful and that she wasn’t fat and even if she was she would still be beautiful. She continued to call herself fat. During 6th peiriod she called herself fat a couple of times when let me remind you she was model thinnnnn. Skinny af!! I didn’t say anything because I felt like she could complain. I remeber a guy who sat in front of her and next to me would taalk to us. She went up to him and said I feel fat. He said you aren’t fat and hugged her. After she stop complaining. This just reminds me how most girls define thier worth from guys when we shouldn’t. Guys shouldn’t build our confidence but we should ourselves. I remeber making a vow whether I had guys lining up for me or not I would never let myslef down.

Now I barely finished my tenth grade and Im still overweight. Now that I dont let my mothers comments get to me and feel more confident I have more energy. I started exercising and still struggling with my eating habbits. What I learned and continue learning is that your weight does not define your worth. And fat shaming does not work. I read stuff online about how fat shaming motivates people to lose weight. As someone who has been fat shamed it just makes people hate themselves more and in my case I felt depressed. Depression only gave me less energy and no motivation whatsoever. Fat shaming is not the answer. First accept your body for what it is then if you want to make minor changes go for. Lose weight gain weigh whatever makes you happy but never let yourself down in order to achieve it. Remember weight does not equal worth or beauty. Your beautiful whatever shape you are. This is my experience and it still continues today. Also anyone can feel worthless even skinny ppl. If ur skinny friend cals herself fat remind her that she is not and that fat does not equal beauty. Never respond with look at me Im a cow. Never put yourself down to make someone else feel better and never put someone else down to mane ur self feel better.