#obey me would never do that to me

[rashomonss]

ℙ𝕊𝔸 ִ ࣪𖤐

hey y’all! so I’m actually back for real this time i swear (*´▽`*)

I didn’t mean to go on a little hiatus for so long without telling you all but i just didn’t really feel like writing and had major writers block, but it’s all good now tho because I’m inspired again!

i just want to apologize for not finishing all of my 800 followers requests but I will be finishing up those soon!

Speaking of that, y’all. I left with 830 something followers and now i have around 960….that’s crazy, but I’m so grateful for all of y’all’s support while I’ve been gone.

Also if your wondering what tragic event gave me inspiration, I literally just got rejected by a man a few hours ago so ( ꒦ິヮ꒦ິ )

Hahah anyway it’s good to be back, love y’all! ♡

with love, rashomonss

[letsplaythermalnuclearwar]

Homer!Odysseus and Epic!Odysseus would try to kill each other if they ever met

[cnl0400]

The loneliest time

Who will you spend the holiday season? You wanted to spend it with your (girlfriend) Thirteen. But she isn't responding your calls! So it's up to 🫵 you 🫵 to investigate what's happening. Maybe you'll learn a side of her that you haven't see before?!

I was a bit mad still that she didn't get any card this event so... I tried to think about a Devilgram I would want to read about her... And holiday season Is a bit rought for people who have nobody so... Yeah.

Unfortunely, I'm no writer. Just a lowly idea guy, so this snippet Is the only thing I can offer 😓😓

CW: Cringe dialogue (chat?) under the cut

Thirteen: Well, I've told you about my time when I was still a apprentice reaper, right? It was christmas season and Candy and I were in the human world. Believe it or not, there wasn't much work at that time, so I was bored out of my mind. I took advantage of a moment when she was distracted to go for a walk, at one point I couldn't help but stare at the Windows of a store that sold christmas stuff, I couldn't help but stare at the snow globes, I thought they looked pretty. It wasn't long before she came up to me angrily, "You don't know how much I've looked for you," "You know you're not allowed to leave without me," "What do you think would happen if people found out you're not human?" Ugh... I can still hear her nagging in my head. I guess she realized I wasn't paying attention, because without asking me she went into the store and bought a snow globe and gave it to me. In my opinion, there were prettier snow globes than this one, but Candy isn't the person with the best taste out there.

> "If you don't like It, Why do you have It?"

Thirteen: Don't you know that it's rude to throw away things that are given to you? I wouldn't throw it away, even if it's a gift from Candy.

> "Do you miss her?"

Thirteen: Eugh... of course not! It's just that... around this time, I can't help but wonder if she's spending the holidays with someone else, or if she's spending them alone like me. Sometimes I wonder if... she's thinking about me? She hasn't called me in ages, so I guess not.

[misc-obeyme]

do you think Barbatos will act like he's smoking everytime he's eating one of these in private or is it a human thing

ok but you know how in a cool whumpy scene a character smokes. now imagine. a box of these (and other sweet things perhaps) in his dungeon because he doesn't enjoy smoking just wants to be a dramatic bastard. no you can not change my mind

You know, I think Barbatos acting silly when he's by himself is really dang cute. So I hope he does lol.

I agree that he likely wouldn't enjoy smoking. Too toxic! This guy likes subtle flavors like tea and sweet flavors like pastries. So I think if he was gonna do something along these lines, those would be the perfect choice.

I love the image I have in my head right now, absolutely fantastic.

[mammomlette]

People don’t talk about MC needing to wear a magical ring to not accidentally yk cause NATURAL DISASTERS with their powers??? Not only accidentally but without realising???

Diavolo or smthn is asking too much of MC or being a bit too annoying and their other hand slowly drifts towards the ring and they hold onto it while maintaining dead eye contact. Like continue to piss me off hoe I’ll blink and blow a hole in your castle idk

Obv they never do it (or do they?) but the threat is there and it’s a risk dia (or whoever but I’m using dia) can’t take

[onyourowndaisymae]

"n-not all men!!" you cry.

you're right. simeon the angel, a love interest in the hit mobile otome games obey me and obey me nightbringer, would NEVER treat me like this

[three-realms-archive]

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

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

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

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

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

Synopsis:

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

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

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

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

_

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

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

The perfect, perfect marriage you never even asked for.

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

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

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

_

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

He marries Henry and keeps them happy.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

_

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

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

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

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

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

"I love you."

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

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

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

[levia-chan]

I'll curse Solmare if they don't show Michael or at least let us talk to him

[journey-to-the-attic]

zhao and ik finally come back and lucifer js loses all sense of formality and literally runs and hugs them SO tightly. they r all sleeping in one bed tonight u can’t stop him. they will have scheduled family activities sometime 😤 lucifer is basically like a dejected bird on the floor when they’re gone u have to understand. he’s a dad to a little child. ik will always be his little child. he’s insane.

(nightbringer lucifer saw the ring of light and he takes like an entire hour just to work again bc HE GOT MARRIED???? but damn nb luci is gonna be real sad when ik and zhao leave)

he would deflate into an exhausted sort of puddle for at least one week, if not longer, and the image it has conjured up is so vivid that i need to draw him being pathetic and sad now hang on

satan can't even make fun of him for it because he just feels bad for his incredibly stressed big brother. meanwhile lucifer calls in every single sick day he's ignored over the years in a row and WILL be in the same room as his husband and/or child at any given moment

i feel like zhao would've tried to hide the whole thing with the ring of light, but lucifer KNOWS that that's the wedding ring finger, and he most certainly knows the ring of light when he sees it. it'd be funny if he assumes at first that it's michael who apparently proposed to a human, since as far as he knows that's where the ring was

also ouuu... exchanging one sad miserable lucifer for another one. there's no coming out of this nightbringer situation with all parties happy... awfully cruel for nb lucifer to put zhao and ik in his life, knowing he'd never want to let go, but forcing him to do so anyway

[eepy-samzie]

ok, so with this new app releasing in NB.. i've been thinking abt it and had a sort of scary thought

we know how og is slowly but surely declining?? no otaku camps, no exchange, less rewards in ur cards, cuz most of the goodies are in NB.. i actually think this new app might be a full collection of og om's story + event stories for those who completed them. basically finally giving them an excuse to shut down og completely.

what do you guys think the app might be? id be happy to be proven wrong tbh

[illusorysinger]

reposting this from twitter since i never put it here apparently. i drew it for the initial bunny outfit events but there's yet another bunny cafe event so here it is again, with original caption:

"POV you heard the Lords of Hell were wearing bunny ears at the club, and find out that tryhard human exchange student in your class is there too

+bonus post-shift snapshot

(THEY/THEM)"

[gifti3]

leave him in the attic fr

[cnl0400]

If they aren't going to make Thirteen interact with the boys because misogynists can't cope with their boy talking to a woman, the least they could do Is introduce another woman so Thirteen and the new woman can be isolated together

Like how you have to get some types of pets in a pair so they don't feel alone, do you get what I'm saying???

[daily-whistlebreeze]

daily whistlebreeze until spo becomes PoV day 1398

I like seeing how different I can make gray cats by throwing Whis at them; anyways, Spotfur's been on my mind tonight

[yourlocalgrass]

Does anyone know if there’s a limit to how many Lonley Devil you can visit at once?

I have a problem and now I have to get 20 demon vouchers by 2 days and the best way is using pop quiz rewards (Nighmare wasn’t playing nice for Beel’s birthday)

Plan is to open every LD I haven’t started yet and grind until the 4500 mark which gives 2 DV (so I need to go through 10 LD to achieve this) but really depends on wether there is a limit now

If not I’m saved if there is I’ll go crying in the corner and never open the OG app again /j

[misc-obeyme]

Can you do more obey x male reader 🙏🙏 we never have enough

NSFW MDNI (for discussion of smut writing)

Short answer: yes I can.

Long answer incoming because I have thoughts.

I’ve seen this complaint a lot and I totally agree. But I find that when I’m writing x reader, it’s hard to tell which gender I’m writing for even if I’m trying to make it obvious 😩

The only time I feel like it would be glaringly obvious is when I’m writing smut. Because obviously a cock is going to feel things where a strap will not. So if you want male reader smut, absolutely I can do that no problem. I’ll write all about you pounding your favorite boy’s brains out & filling him with your cum.

But when it comes to non-smut, I already try very hard to keep the reader as nondescript as possible. Like I don’t do the thing where I’m writing gender neutral but it’s secretly afab or female reader. I work hard to make all the options possible. So I’ve noticed with the you/yours pronouns, it’s kinda hard to tell if I’m trying to write a specific gender. Because even if I’m writing about a male reader, not all male presenting people look the same you know? So I still try to be ambiguous about things like their height and hair style and whether or not they have facial hair, etc. I find it just as difficult to do this for a female reader, too.

I guess I’m just worried about it not being very obvious? Unless I’m writing about a specific character, like my MC. Ciaran is amab so whenever I write about them I’m seeing a male presenting type who occasionally goes female presenting. It’s easier because I know Ciaran’s physical details. But they're specific to him, so it's not like I can use those universally.

The MC's personality is what changes from story to story. Sometimes I want MC to be a tease, sometimes I want them to be shy, sometimes I want them to be feisty. But none of those things indicate gender identity.

I have said in my request rules from the start that I’m fine with writing all genders & I do my best when I get a request that has a preference listed. But I would really love to have more input about what people are hoping for when they say they want more male reader. Do you want smut specifically? And if not, what is it that you want included in non-smut that would make it feel like a male reader? Or a female reader? Because I struggle with it either way lol.

I would like to add that I’m aware that I’m probably overthinking things. But that’s just how I am, I’m afraid. Any additional thoughts from anyone in the fandom would be appreciated.

But to answer the question, yes I can write more male reader and I will. I've been thinking about it lately because I've seen the complaint multiple times recently. And I know my requests are closed right now so it's not like someone can request it lol.