#obey me lucimeon

[devildomwriter]

“You saw it too, didn’t you Lucifer? The figure in the light… “you-know-who.””

“…”

“At the time, you said “this one’s mine.” But I was thinking… I feel like the bogeyman was actually showing us what I fear most.”

— Simeon and Lucifer (Chapter 58-C)

[slumberingrose-fandom]

Happy birthday Lucifer ! 💙

[friendlylifecherry]

Chapters: 5/? Fandom: Shall We Date?: Obey Me! (Video Game), Shall We Date?: Obey Me! (Anime) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Diavolo/Lucifer (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Demon Brothers & Lucifer (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Demon Brothers & Demon Brothers (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Lucifer & Simeon (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Lucifer/Simeon (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Lucifer & Mephistopheles (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!) Characters: Lucifer (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Mephistopheles (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Diavolo (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Mammon (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Leviathan (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Asmodeus (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Satan (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Belphegor (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Beelzebub (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Barbatos (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Main Character (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Original Demon Characters (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!) Additional Tags: Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Isekai, Isekai AU, Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Alternate Universe - Human, Transmigration, There are 2 Lucifers, that's why the romance tags are like that, Tags May Change, Cancer, personality changes, Disowning, Survivor Guilt, Five Stages of Grief, Grieving over a still living person, Tags Contain Spoilers, Not Beta Read Series: Part 10 of Tumblr Ask Series Summary:

Still ongoing, written over 1 year and counting

Premise: Lucifer Hoshino, a young-ish salaryman, has unfortunately died in a traffic accident and woken up in the body of Lucifer Morningstar: eldest of the Morningstar Brothers, Prince Diavolo's fiancé, and the terribly-written villain of "The Throne of the Damned", a crappy (in the way that it could be fantastic but the author's clear biases ruin it) webnovel a coworker recommended.

Faced with the very real threat of being banished to live in disgrace, Lucifer decides to work together with Mephistopheles, a coworker who also died in the same accident and is now Diavolo's childhood friend, to get the fuck out of this crappy plot and save themselves. Only that's much more difficult than expected, since the original author is doing re-writes and has to keep the plot going, as well as a terrible new context for the original Lucifer's OOC actions neither of them know about.

[devilllain]

I drew the scene of Simeon and Lucifer laying on grass back in celestial realm ^^

[waterspiritfornoelle]

THEY SIT TOGETHER

[nana-shiros]

Alright, but consider... them...

[4am-obey-me-thoughts]

Adjusting

Summary: After choosing to fall for love, Simeon finds himself struggling to cope. Mammon offers him some advice.

Word Count: 909

“Shut up!” He screamed, hands slamming onto the table, wings flared. Claws marred the wood, deep scores where his grip once held firm. The last semblance of patience silenced with the chatter around the table. All eyes fixed on him, his own widened. “I’m… I’m sorry. I- Excuse me.” Black sclera fading to white, he stood, fleeing from the dining room. Attention turned to the eldest, expecting him to go after the former angel as he had time and time again. Lucifer stayed seated. “Give him time. He’ll adjust.” A stoic expression, a sip of coffee. Memories of words wounding more than just pride. With nothing else to say, the brothers, subdued, finished their breakfast in quiet. Lucifer excused himself first, the distant click of the front door shutting behind him. Eventually they all filtered out, one daring enough to deal with the new addition to the household. Patience. It used to come so easily. What did the humans say again? Patience is a virtue. He could almost laugh. Anything could set him off now, minor annoyances once tuned out all he could focus on. Grating on him until he snapped. Beelzebub’s open mouth chewing managed it that morning, a new one to add to the list. They were trying to help him acclimate, really they were. And he was grateful. The list just one of many strategies. Write down what angers you, avoid it until you can bare with it. Satan’s advice came in handy. More so than he cared to admit. Though he found himself failing to follow it. Lapses in rational thought. It all came at once. The ripping of grace from his essence. The transformation. New senses, new sights. Unknown to angelic eyes. It brought him to his knees. Begging. Pleading for forgiveness. Cries of repentance as feathers greyed and wings became necrotic. Pain like nothing he’d ever known. And he chose it. Simeon chose to fall. A bitter thought, sad and tired. He had a consolation, he supposed. He didn’t have that far to go. Already down in the Devildom. Already knowing what to expect. Or so he thought. Words couldn’t describe the experience. Not in entirety. It left an absence. A void so deep it couldn’t be filled. An absence of something fundamental. Anger. Hurt. Resentment. The only things left in its place. He tried to hide it. To pretend. Telling them he’s fine. Telling himself he’s fine. That he made the choice. Free to love who he wanted. But freedom came with a price. Everything. He lost almost everything. Luke. Michael. His home. And he feared, slowly, even himself. “Simeon?” The door opened, a soft yellow hue cutting through the darkness of the room. Sat on the bed, his wings cocooned him. Dark grey dipped in murky brown, a pair from six remaining. He didn’t move, didn’t answer right away. Not until the sound of the first footfalls pierced the silence. “I need to be alone. Just awhile longer.” A muffled plea from beneath the feathers. A pause. The closing of a door. The creaking of the mattress with added weight. “Look, yellin’ at breakfast ain’t a rare thing,” Mammon began, trying to lighten the air. “Someone always starts it, just surprising it was you. We’re not used to you raising your voice. Still pretty tame for a demon, if ya ask me.” “...Please, just go.” A sigh. “Alright, I’ll go. But you gotta hear me out first.” No response. He took that as a yes. “I know what everyone’s sayin’. It gets better with time. You’ll adjust.” A shuddered breath, the soft rustling of feathers as something shook within. “But I know it’s not that simple.” Simeon froze. Mammon continued. “They’re not wrong. You’ll find something to cope eventually, but it ain’t about that. It’s about right now.” He looked down at his hands, twisting a ring on his finger. “I won’t lie to ya, it gets worse before it gets better. But you’re not alone, okay? It’s different for everyone, but we’ve all been there.” “Some stuff you have to figure out on your own, but the Great Mammon has your back. So do the others.” Mammon shifted in place. Talking about this stuff was hard, letting the honesty, the integrity, breach the surface. He persevered. “It won’t be easy, ya just gotta push through it. A day at a time. You like writing, don’t cha? Have you tried that? Or reading? That always keeps Satan occupied. If you like that anime stuff I bet Levi would lend ya something. He’s like your number one fan.” A slight chuckle, trying to relieve his tension. “That’s all I had to say.” Mammon stood, a sigh suppressed. “I guess I’ll be going.” A hand shot out, grabbing his wrist before he made the first step. “Mammon, wait.” Surprised, he glanced back. Wings wrapped around him still, Simeon looked at him. Despite the red and puffy eyes, a small smile greeted Mammon. “Thank you, I… I needed to hear that.” He let go of his wrist, hands folded and placed on his lap. “’Course. The Great Mammon gives the best advice, ya know? I’ll leave you alone for now, but I’ll come back later with one of Satan’s books. He won’t mind once I tell him who it’s for.” With a well-intentioned but poorly executed plan in mind, Mammon left to enact it. Simeon laid down on his bed, feeling a little lighter.

[thoughtfullydopedragon]

Everyone's Favourite 1

Heaven's Realm

Heaven's Realm. Where he is born or another word 'created'. Everything is perfect. The divine power in his existence.

Sometimes he hated his own existence. Keeping him sane was him. Everyone's favourite.

Oh him.

He hated everyone but him. Him, him, him. He should not feel the way he feels. He hated those feelings. He is not to be created to feel things. He is an angel. These things are forbidden. The only one keeps him sane. Everyone's favourite.

There were years apart but almost created, 'born' at the same time. Humans worshipped them. Believe in them. Believe their Father. Some humans didn't or whatever. He didn't care that much. Until his favourite pay a little attention to humans. Oh, he hated them too but this care was coming from their father so he doesn't have that much chance as long as they are up in Heaven's Realm, it was ok.

It was fine. Of course, when they age up, they start to listen to older ones. Giving them basic tasks. They accomplished together. Learn together. Tasks turn to specific duties in time.

He became everyone's favourite in no time. Older angels to little one's. Even their Father. Everyone looked up to him. Want to be like him. Spend time with him. Michael giving them more duties. When he looked up at him, his own mind gives up. They are passing their precious time together, running, laughing, watching humans and other creatures. He could've look his eyes and spend his eternity. Lean his shoulder to feel a little warm touch. Even his presence gave him relaxation and those shining, powerful wings. Oh, he wanted to feel every feater on his skin and touched by him and every part wanted to touch him. He wanted too much. At these time he hated his own existence. Oh, sometimes he is wondered answers that he even shouldn't ask about. Even craved it for. Heaven's Realm was great and that's why sometimes he goes to the Human Realm, to wash away those sinful thoughts and feelings under the rain. If no one will find out, it was fine, right? His eyes only see him, that's fine. He is his favourite too and for some reason, he couldn't hate him for this.

It was fine if everyone loves him as long as he was right beside him, right? This beautiful feeling is okay. Because their father loves him too. So no need to worry. Right?

[tinukis]

more interactions between these two please

[old-wyvern]

Some fanfiction about Lucifer x Simeon have the headcanon that they had sex before the Lucifer rebellion.

Then we know who Satan's father is.

[devildomwriter]

“Pwetty please, Lucy?”

“Don’t give me those puppy dog eyes! And don’t call me that!”

— Simeon and Lucifer (The Joy of Doing Nothing)

[friendlylifecherry]

Lucifer has just enough characters with history with him to feasibly be the main character of an otome game himself. For example:

Diavolo is the clear simp and lonely rich boy with more to him than meets the eye and a very complicated relationship with Lucifer

Simeon as the former childhood friend/first ex who would like to reconcile despite how badly the break-up went [I see them more like brothers in how monks are brothers, don't @ me]

Mephistopheles is the poncy vain jerk who resents Lucifer for past slights but has a nice side to him that he gets super embarrassed about

Solomon is the mysterious weirdo trying to prove to Lucifer that he means no harm and trying to get past all his abandonment issues.

MC is the brand new exchange student that Lucifer warms up to a lot and ends up getting super attached to, despite just how dumb they can be

And for the secret character, Michael, who is a fucking weird dude (I say this with love) and fellow former bestie trying to get close to Lucifer in secret so that Lucifer doesn't push him away again

Add in the brothers and the other characters as a supporting cast and write up some bad endings and you have yourself a good base for a dating sim!

[devilllain]

Simeon x Lucifer x mc

Commission for "gatchagay" on twt

[waterspiritfornoelle]

guys it's them, Lucifer and Simeon

https://youtu.be/0AkzTQHZVyU

not @ my heart freaking hurts just by listening and thinking of them

[nana-shiros]

This was inspired by a conversation I had with @skorupls and I've added some context under the keep reading to try something different with my posts! enjoy ♡

With the Devildom's rain pouring and the fireplace burning as the sole core source for warm, Simeon must be cold.

Wordlessly, Lucifer offers Simeon his jacket.

"Are you not cold?"

The question is unnecessary. Simeon can hear the other's knowing smile through his words.

"You didn't have to."

"Do you want me to take it back?"

"I didn't say that," Simeon just smiles and laughs."It's been too long since we've spoke one to one. I missed our conversations."

"Do you?"

"Of course. Don't you remember when we tumbled together into the Sunset Gardens?"

"Hold on. Before you spew more lies, I recall it was you convincing me to come look at something, but all you wanted was a partner to share the blame with in case you got caught." Lucifer states.

"I did show you something. The floating peaches remember? You seemed to really like those." Simeon recalls."I'm still surprised we managed to get away with it with taking a few for ourselves."

"Well, if I remember correctly, they added fencing to the borders so no other low level angels could accidentally end up there."

"But it was fun wasn't it?"

Lucifer chuckles."Yes...I suppose I recall those times as fun. Those days when we could so carefreely act."

"That's what I'm talking about." Simeon smiles. His expression becomes somber he continues to speak,"as much as I might reminisce of those days, I understand that we've both made our choices that brought us to where we are now."

"Simeon." Lucifer states,"Just so we're clear. Crystal clear. I have no regret about my decision."

"I am aware. And I understand that because of that, much has changed," Simeon replies,"but I still view you the same like I did back in the Celestial Realm. With love and admiration. And I've missed you greatly. I wondered how many years until I could see you again. And here you are before me. As much as I reminisce, all I can think about is where we went wrong and what I could've done and how selfish I might be for being as I am." He cuts himself off midway into his ramble. With a sharp breath out and in, he speaks again in a more relaxed tone."Perhaps I've overstepped your welcome. Thank you for your hospitality, but I think I'll head back to Purgatory Hall."

"Wait. Stay." Lucifer interrupts."Don't leave your thoughts half finished. I'm not satisfied with you leaving it as is. If that's the direction you intend to take with our conversation, then follow through with it."

"I ran my mouth quite a lot already." Simeon assures,"I wouldn't wish to stir up any more bad memories and and leave you in a sour mood. We don't need to talk about anything you don't want to."

"Correct. But you have made it clear to me that even after all these years, there is much to address," Lucifer says, his voice low."I'll be back. Make yourself comfortable."

Simeon considers that he could do as he promised. Return to Purgatory Hall and potentially never bring it up again. But the near desperation in Lucifer's eyes and the fact that he too wanted to talk brings him to settle into the comfortable sofa and watches the flickering fire as he waits for the other's return. He's never seen it gone out in the times he's visited the House of Lamentation.

Much like Lucifer's tenacity.

"For you." Lucifer says when he presents the cup before the other.

"Thanks." Simeon gratefully takes the cup from the other. When he smells the warmth, he smiles fondly. It's his favourite type, and made the way he enjoys it best. Fondly looking to Lucifer, he receives a knowing smile right back.

Lucifer sets the teapot onto the table, and gracefully settles onto the sofa with his own cup.

With much to talk about, regardless of the time that's passed, regardless of the choices made, regardless of the circumstances, there are some things that don't change.

They divulge into their feelings and their thoughts nearly too many centuries late, trying face it one at a time. And of course, not everything is resolved in a night. But they're a step closer to figuring where they are and what they are. Even in the face of an unpredictable future, if for each other, they'll be constants no matter where they end up.

[take-uitimate-to-the-face]

me: oh yeah i wanna write cute lucifer/simeon interaction of getting closer again

me, writing more angsty flashbacks than fluff: