#om&m fanfiction

[fangirl94stuff]

Alan Ashby (OM&M)

I can't wait for this shift to be over, I swear tonight has been too quiet and we hate the q word.'

'Now you've jinxed us, Sarah,' you hiss, looking up from your phone with a wicked glare, which made your friend and colleague pout.

'Here it comes,' Jen groans, and points at the board above the nurse's station, which had suddenly lit up like a Christmas tree.

You pocket your phone and get up, only a couple of hours left in your shift, 'let's get to work boys and girls, people ain't going to fix themselves.'

Tonight you were second in command which meant you could assign nurses and doctors in the A&E. You begin dishing out bed numbers, making sure to keep the simple broken arm in bed 3 all to yourself.

'Okay Mr Ashby, I'm y/n and it says here you have a broken arm,' you call out, before entering the cubicle area with a smile. You might be tired but you loved your job.

On the bed in front of you sits a guy with ginger hair with his left arm across his chest in a makeshift sling, 'err hi, this is really painful.'

'How did it happen?' you ask, and stand next to him slowly taking off the sling.

He bows his head, 'err it's kind of embarrassing y/n, you can also call me Alan.'

Why did that name sound so familiar to you?

'Doctor-patient confidentiality Alan, this stays in A&E between us.'

Alan sighs, 'my band was performing, I got excited, and the audience wanted me to stage dive so I did, they caught me but then dropped me because they were drunk. But I managed to get back on stage and finish the set.'

You hum as you jot down notes, 'I know you don't need me to tell you that was kind of stupid Alan, but let's get this arm an x-ray and put it in a cast.'

You grab a passing nurse and put in an x-ray request before turning back to Alan, 'how many dates do you have left?'

Alan pouts, 'two, but I guess my tech can fill in.'

'What's the name of your band?' you ask, wanting to fill the time.

Alam perks up, 'we're called Of Mice And Men, have you heard of us?'

That's why his name sounded familiar, you snap your fingers, 'I use to listen to you guys all the time. I thought you looked familiar, a little different from the Warped Tour days.'

Alan laughs, 'those were different times. How long have you worked here?'

You put your clipboard down, 'at this hospital for three years, I love my job just like you do, but you'll never find me stage diving.'

Alan shakes his head, 'we're in town for a couple of days before the next show. You seem cool y/n. Would you and your boyfriend like to meet the band?'

You quirk an eyebrow, 'I don't have a boyfriend, bit random there Alan, did a nurse give you meds?'

The ginger smirks, 'how would you like to get coffee with me then?'

Realisation dawns on you what was happening and you can't help but laugh, 'smooth Alan, and I get off in a couple of hours.'

Alan grins, 'good because I need a nurse to keep an eye on me in case I do anything else stupid.'

You stop laughing, 'well good thing I can keep an eye on you. Now have you got any more embarrassing or funny tour stories to tell?'

Alan nods and sits back carefully on the bed trying not to move his arm, 'this one time two years--'

You stay with Alan through the x-ray and help get his cast on, which you promise to sign with your number if the coffee went well.

[st-rayy]

!! Info !!

hi hello, my mother-tongue is german so bear with grammar and spelling mistakes please!

I only write FanFiction, Drabbles, Ficlet and Head-Canons for ships (and character) I'm okay with and like, ship list will be named below <3

I write platonic (plat) and romantic (rom) FanFiction so be sure to mention this if you fill a request

I'm a sucker for hurt no comfort and generally angst :3

NSFW content like gore and smut/lemon is okay ; trigger warnings will always be named at the beginning!!

!! Fandoms & Ships !!

Genshin Impact :

VenLuc (rom/plat)

JeanLuc (rom/plat)

DainKae (rom/plat)

Ragbros (plat/fam only)

LynLumi (rom/plat)

DainsLumi (rom/plat)

CyNari (rom/plat)

HaiNo (rom/plat)

GuiLi (rom)

ZhongChi (plat)

KaveTham (rom/plat)

HaiNo (rom/plat)

Collber (plat)

Sumeru Family (plat/fam only)

ScaraHida (plat/fam only)

XiaoEther (plat)

JeanLisa (rom/plat)

DainBina (rom/plat)

Bungou Stray Dogs :

OdaZai (plat)

OdAngo (rom/plat)

Soukoku (rom/plat)

RanPoe (rom/plat)

RanpoSano (plat)

AtsuLucy (rom)

Obey Me! :

SoloDeus (rom/plat)

SoloSimeon (plat)

BarbaTeen (rom)

BarbaMon (rom/plat)

LuciVolo (rom/plat)

BarbaVolo (rom/plat)

SoloTeen (rom)

Twins (plat/fam only)

Other Fandoms :

CyberOwl (rom/plat) - VALORANT

OmenSage (plat) - VALORANT

YoKye (rom) - VALORANT

MiShirou (rom/plat) - Digimon Adventure

TaKari (rom/plat) - Digimon Adventure

AruAni (rom) - Attack on Titan

DanMarch (rom/plat) - Honkai: Star Rail

BokuAka (rom/plat) - Haikyu!!

HuskerDust (rom/plat) - Hazbin Hotel

DabiHawks (rom/plat) - Boku no Hero Academia (non toxic Dabi only)

MiruHawks (rom/plat)

EraserMic (rom/plat)

AkiHaru (rom)

! Note: For any other ship feel free to request though I kindly ask you not to request any pro-ships (i.e. DottoLei or DottoScara)

!! Edit: Thank you to the anonymous person who told me about the Ragbros and Sumeru Family ship name to avoid misunderstanding / conflict :3

[tears0fsatan]

as a gay guy, I love the obey me bros and I love ur writing, but idk I just feel so upset reading m!mc x lucifer works because he's like totally my type, but for some reason I feel as though he would never be attracted to another guy. it just makes me so depressed while reading amazing writing like yours that provide content for amab, trans and masc presenting people . Like ill read the work that include him with a female or woman mc and he just seems so in-character, like he truly loves her, but with a guy mc (or even Diavolo!) he feels so out of character and that he'll be homophobic like those typical traditional masculine men. I I feel as though he'll tell me he's not into men if i ever tried to flirt with him and idk beat me up (jkjk) like there's this inner part of me that knows 'Lucifer would never set his eyes on another man', 'he's only gentlemanly to females', and it's only reinforced by the sheer amount of lucifer works that contain fem!mc x lucifer content, as if even those authors know deep down that Lucifer is straight. Sorry for venting, i just want to know that your work in the fandom is appreciated and that i can overcome such internalized hate…

oh honey, i'm sorry :( i completely understand where you come from though, lucifer is written as such a stereotypical straight guy that it feels like its almost wrong? to see him with a man. though, i will say, as i progressed more into the om story and his character as a whole, i feel as though the impact mc has on him makes it so he no longer sees mc for their gender but instead on them as a person. again, thats my headcanon and how i personally see it but thats why i write and why i've consistently only written for male/gn readers :) everyone has a right to feel included and that also goes for fandoms and fanfiction, which is why m&gn reader fics are sooooo important and there isn't enough of it!!!! i will also say that i'm glad you recognise it as internalised hate as that is always the first step towards acceptance and confidence!! i'm glad that my works could be there for you in the process <3

[beevean]

I like how Samus can't have breasts bigger than a b cup, or a somewhat pretty face or even a stupid mole without r/metroid pulling a hissy fit, yet NFCV can have titties the dhampir, BDSM-lady and Asstec the sex-man. Not to mention Hector and Lenore and most fans just eat it up and want more of it

Hector's fetishy treatment alone steamrolls over Other M's Samus' fetishization in terms of how bad and blatant it was

You will never convince me that it's not a combination of sexism and extreme bias towards NFCV, whether it's because it's a Western adaptation that Fleshes Out The Stupid Games, or because it's just NFCV and at this point we start from the point "it's perfect" and work backwards from here.

Yeah, I don't like this logic, but that's what it looks like!

Alucard's tittification and Orlox's "imma fuck you" expression piss me off. I'm the target audience! I'm supposed to thirst and drool over the most generic fanservice ever and ignore how OOC it is! Sorry guys, you can give Alucard the most cheesegrater-like abs ever, I'm not forgetting how much of a bitch he was in S2!

Hector too! While the appeal of BDSM vampire step on me mommy is more of a thing for people attracted to women I think, I see how female fans treat show Hector (men seem to mostly joke about him being a simp which is also incorrect), and it's so fucking blatant that his appeal is being the cutest saddest wettest kitten ever. You're not rooting for a character, you're crying for the chew toy with 🥺 eyes and (allegedly) pretty hair. And in the meantime thirsting and drooling over his naked body as he gets abused - and look, in fanfiction you can have a fetish for whump and everything you like, but it's not supposed to be canon professional writing!

After all. Same thing happened to Richter as soon as the first trailer dropped. He's a pretty crying boy, and that's enough.

Oh, but don't forget Dracula too! He's hot! He's very hot when he goes to slaughter innocent villagers to bathe in their blood with an orgasmic expression! So everything he does is justified and he's just a poor babyboy as well!

I feel manipulated, and not in a clever way either. Like my opinions on the writing can be swayed because hey gurrrrrrrrl, how bout some thick tiddies 👀

The Metroid games don't do this. Even OM, as awful as it is, as inappropriately it shoves Samus' ass in some scenes, as terribly disrespectful and sexist it is against one of the most beloved female videogame protagonists of all time... I never got the feeling that her tits and ass were being dangled like keys in front of me in the hopes that the horny overrode my logical thinking. That's what NFCV does. Whether it's with the cool fighting scenes, or the long pseudo-deep filibusters, or pretty boys hurting, the show hides behind all sorts of fanservice and gets away with appalling writing, both quality-wise and moral-wise.

[ao3feed-larry]

MY DIFFERENT ALPHA

by Just_a_girl_280913

Louis is an alpha, owner of a multimillionaire business, who lives alone with his 15 years old son. His childhood was the best, his teen years were the total opposite, but his adulthood will turn his life upside down in the blink of an eye. Sometimes you just have to walk into a flower shop and meet and old friend to change your life.

Harry, a lonely alpha, has a big secret behind him. He believes to be a mistake, something unnatural, in his head he was sure that he would never meet that special one that will love him endlessly. Oh, he couldn't be more wrong.

Words: 110, Chapters: 2/2, Language: English

Fandoms: Louis Tomlinson - Fandom, Harry Styles - Fandom, liam payne - Fandom, niall horan - Fandom, zayn malik - Fandom, Shawn Mendes - Fandom, Louis&Harry - Fandom, Liam&Zayn, Niall&Shawn, Larry Stylinson - Fandom, Ziam Mayne - Fandom, Shiall - Fandom, ome direction, Fanfiction - Fandom, omegaverse - Fandom, Alpha x Alpha - Fandom, Flower shop - Fandom, Love is Love - Fandom, translation - Fandom

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Rape/Non-Con

Categories: M/M

Characters: Liam Payne, Zayn Malik, Harry Styles, Louis Tomlinson, Niall Horan, Original Characters

Relationships: Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson, Zayn Malik/Liam Payne, Niall Horan/Shawn Mendes

via AO3 works tagged 'Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson' https://ift.tt/m5rJwYn

[justsomebandfanfics]

Pick Up Your Fucking Book - Austin Carlile

can you please write one where y/n needs tuition in math or so? and austin is pretty good in math and she’s going to be angry because she don’t get it. then they yell at eachother and he press her against the wall and they’ll have rough sex? (sorry for my bad english)

Your English was fine, don’t worry! - British so I say maths not math - what a nice detailed AC story if I say so myself 😌 smut warning - words - written by Emma.

“This is just dumb!” You exclaim, swiping your arm across your desk, sending your book and pencils onto the floor.

“Y/N,” Austin sighs. “Pick it up, again.”

You pout. “No.”

“Y/N, just do it, please.” He puts his head in his hands.

You shake your head. “No.”

“Y/N.” His tone has this slight tinge to it, implying he’s getting wound up.

“I don’t want to.” You can tell he’s getting annoyed, making you grin inside. 

“And why not?” He asks, purely disinterested.

“Because maths is dumb.” You humph. 

Austin is in the year above you, he’s been allocated to be your tutor because he’s extremely smart and good at maths. You on the other hand…

“Maths is not dumb, Y/N. Just pick up your book, again, and we can continue.” Rolling his eyes, he leans back in his chair that’s next to yours. 

“I don’t want to continue.” You mutter. 

“Well we are going to, alright? Now get your book from the floor!” His voice raises as he looks at you with a pissed off expression.

“Mhm, no.” You answer, sarcastically.

“Get your book, off of the floor, now.” His voice almost becomes a growl. 

“And if I don’t?” You tease, but he doesn’t find it exactly funny.

“Then I will make you.” He slouches onto your desk, seemingly counting to ten in his head.

“Go for it.” You lick over your lips and pull a sarcastic smirk.

“Y/N, for Christ sake! Pick up your fucking book!” He shouts at you.

You’re stunned for a few seconds. “No!” You find myself yell back. 

“You’ve got to be most difficult fucking child ever!” He slams his fists down on your desk, before launching himself up, putting his hands behind his head.

“I am not a child.” You frown, standing up and knocking your chair slightly.

He flips around. “Yes, you are!”

“I am not!” If it was up to you, shouting like this was the thing making you both kids.

“You're acting like a moody child because you can’t do some simple fucking mathematics!” His arms jolt outwards, his films facing the ceiling, looking at you like you're being stupid.

Instead of getting upset, you just get angrier. “Maybe if I had a decent tutor rather than a dickhead I would get better!” You spit at him.

“I'm not a dickhead. I'm just smarter than you, and you're jealous.” He gives you a brief smile, full of sarcasm.

“Oh, piss off, Austin.” You mumble.

“See, I’m right.” His arrogance shows as he shrugs and that same smile on his face.

“Shut, up!” Stroppily, you kick your chair.

“And if I don’t?” He mimics you, making your blood boil.

“Then I'll smack your face into tomorrow.” You hiss.

“Go for it.“ You’re pretty sure he didn’t know that you was going to throw yourself full pelt at him, but you do.

You make yourself in line with him before you go at him with your clawing hands. “I, hate, you!” You mumble, in short breaths, trying to scratch his face.

He frowns and leans back with his face, slapping you lightly to get you off. “Quit it!” He says repeatedly, sounding frustrated.

Considering you’re too short to get at his face, you grab near enough the collar of his shirt and pull him down towards you. 

Attempting to brush you off, he pushes his hands at your stomach. You pull harder at his shirt and you accidentally cause some buttons on his shirt to fly off. 

But you don’t stop, you press him with greater force, so hard that you send the both of you back into your wardrobe, which erupts a small grumble as it bangs against the wall.

With ease, Austin turns the tables. With one hand, he grips both of your wrists, pinning them above your head. With his other, it’s slightly enclosed around your neck. He slams you  against the wall forcefully. His mouth is by your ear. “I said, quit it.”

Unintentionally, you let out a small moan. You can see his chest heaving, even more because you had undone the top half of his shirt. You can see the veins pulsating in his arms, his biceps making the sleeves suddenly tight on him.

He lets out a long sigh, you feel the long, warm breath on your neck. He levels his head with yours and you meet this unfamiliar look on his face.

Something in the moment pulls you two together, and you spontaneously begin to kiss. 

Your arms are still pinned above your head. You try to pull them away so you can tug at Austin’s clothing that you want to rip off of his heaving body. However, Austin uses his strength to keep you restrained, making you impatient. 

You begin you move your legs to try and get closer to him, to push your bodies together, but you fail. “Pft.” You groan annoyed.

“Don’t like not being able to do what you want?” Austin asks you, chuckling against your lips before kissing you again. His hand runs up your bare leg and under your skirt.

Heavily, you exhale onto his lips, sighing again when he pulls away from you. “How about you give me what I want and it won’t be a problem?”

“What do you want then, huh?” He asks, running his fingers back and forth over your underwear.

You batter your eyelashes at him. “Do you really need to ask?”

He chuckles, running his hands through the lace until you can feel yourself getting wet, you breathe shakily.

Humming, Austin trails his fingers back and forth around your bare skin, hovering over your underwear here and there. The material only leaves a thin layer between you both, so thin that you can imagine how his fingers would feel inside of you. The thought of it makes you tense your legs, god, you want him inside of you. You muse a quiet moan, tiptoeing over his fingertips trying to edge him that bit closer inside.

He chuckles at you, hooking two fingers into your underwear beginning to draw them down your legs. Once they get to your knees, he lets them drop straight to your ankles where you step out of them.

Austin starts to run his hand on your inner thigh, moving painfully slowly to your core. Once he touches you, you sigh, slapping your hands above your head against your wardrobe. He interests a finger inside of you. “Is this gonna shut you up, huh?” He asks quietly into your ear.

He pushes the one finger deeper, making you squeeze your thighs together and moan.

“Aw.” He sighs in a degrading way. “What about this, then?” All too easily, he slides a second finger into you, starting to pump them into you in sync.

You open your mouth, throwing your head back and looking to your hands that are still being held hostage over you. Widening your stance, you allow him to slide in deeper. Oh my god.

“I bet you really fucking like that, don’t you?” Austin asks, leaning in closer to you and breathing over your neck. He starts to lay kisses that quickly turn open mouthed pinches, letting his tongue run over you.

You can’t answer him, your mind revolving around the pulsing of his fingers moving in, out, in, out. Your knees buckle as you attempt to lower yourself, getting at any possible way to push him deeper inside of you.

“No?” Austin murmurs to the lack of your response, yanking his hand out of you and grabbing your thigh. He wedges his leg underneath you, leaving your leg hooked over his hip in a permanent stance. “You want three fingers?” He asks as he slides his hand back between your legs, putting two fingers back inside.

Smirking, he pushes a third one in, where you release an audible moan and tense at how good it feels. He pushes them back and forth, making you so wet that you both can hear him side of you. Your breathing fastens with his pace, feeling yourself flow into a light sweat.

“God, you are a dirty girl.” He looks at you, amused, your faces close together.

You move forward as much as your restricted position lets you, kissing him forcefully, biting down on his lip as he pushes you off of him. “How about you fuck me then, huh?” You ask, tilting your head antagonistically.

He digs his thumb into the vein on your wrist, making you squirm under his grip. “Is that what you want?”

Using all of your strength, you rattle your hands in his enclosed fist, smacking them back into the wardrobe. “Try me.”

Grinning, Austin gives you one last deep pump before emptying you. He unbuckles his trousers with a confident smirk, still resting one arm against yours keeping you held against the noisy wardrobe. His trousers fall, leaving you staring at the big bulge in his boxers. You squeeze your thighs in anticipation.

Austin rubs himself, looking at you before pulling himself out of his boxers. He presses his chest to yours, his hand pumping his length against your thigh. You can feel yourself pulsating, anticipating him moving inside of you.

Without a warning, he pushes himself inside of you, making you both simultaneously moan. Begins to thrust into you, going harder and deeper every time. You have to gasp for breath with each point. Increasingly, the speed makes it one thousand times better. You both begin to get sweaty, but it doesn’t stop him. 

“Let me go, please.” You breathe, your arms aching above your head.

God, you want to touch him. You want your arms around his neck, you want your nails running lines down his back.

“How’s that any fun for me, huh?” He asks against your lips. “I like watching you struggle.” He smiles before kissing you.

Groaning in annoyance you pull at your wrists, stuck in restraint. Of course, he still wants to annoy you even when fucking.

You start to moan involuntarily, the feeling of him inside of you is driving you insane. He thrusts deeply and vigorously, smacking your back into you wardrobe, which leaves echoing rattles throughout your bedroom.

It seems to be a turn on, as Austin thumps his free fist against it to make it do it again, and again. He scoops up my body and throws me back into the wardrobe, making a thump.

“You like that, do you?” You ask with a flirtatious giggle. You can’t explain how much you want to grab him and run your fingers through his hair, and again you find yourself whining at your restricted wrists.

He ignores your comment with a smile. “How about you,” he moves his hand to your throat. “Start doing what you do best and start making some noise, yes?”

Roughly, he thrusts into you, making you help. “Just like that.” He confirms, before doing it a second time, then over and over.

You find yourself whimpering, your body shunting with his powerful pounds. Your high pitched moans come fragmented as you squeak that little bit higher each time.

“Louder.” He says, doing that thing again where he throws you hard against the wardrobe.

It’s not even like you had a choice. As Austin starts to thrust, he’s gone so deep that you can feel him tapping your g-spot. You squeeze your thighs together, feeling the friction of your bodies and moan in synchronisation with him. He fastens his pace, seeing the change in your body language, his hand still enclosed around your neck.

Beginning to stutter, you fight for air in your body. God, it feels so good. “Austin,” you moan his name in pleasure.

“Hey, Y/N?” He says in an antagonistic tone.

You breathe heavily, struggling to look at him. “What?”

He kicks something from the floor over at you. “There’s your book. How about you bend over and pick it up for me, huh?”

Looking down over your shoulder, you see your orange exercise book on the floor. Your eyes switch to Austin’s and then flick up at your hands being held above you. He slowly releases you and you rub your sore wrists as you squint at him questionably.

Turning your back to him, you steadily start to bend over, dragging out the anticipation as much as possible. You press one palm to your wardrobe, helping you clumsily not fall over. You feel his eyes on you.

Austin takes your free wrist and twists it around your back. “You didn’t think I would actually let you go, would you?” He asks, before unexpectedly shoving his length back inside of you.

“Shit.” You curse and the new found depth of his thrusts. “Fuck.”

“C’mon,” he purrs at you, tightening his grip on your arm. “Make some fucking noise.”

Trailing your sweating hand against your wardrobe, the familiar rattle of wood hitting the wall erupts. You release quick moans with every thrust, feeling a build up in your stomach that you try to desperately ignore. You don’t want this to end.

With his other hand, Austin pushes you down further, making you scream as he continues to thrust violently into you.

“Austin, fuck!” You moan, your whole body shaking in time with his. “Shit!”

He takes it as his green light, thrusting so rapidly that you could topple over if he wasn’t holding your waist. He uses that hand for his convenience, throwing your hips into his body with the timely pumps of his own body.

You squeal, you groan, you claw at the fucking wardrobe. It feels so good, too good. Your loud echoes of pleasure make him harden inside of you, if that was possible, and pinch your skin.

“I’m gonna come.” Austin murmurs. “Are you going to be a dirty girl and scream whilst I come?” He asks, although you can’t answer.

His dick touches your g-spot and you quiver. He’s so deep inside of you that you miss him as soon as he leaves, if only for a millisecond, and crave his length being in you.

“Come on, Austin.” You beg in a whimper, your wet bodies clashing together clumsily.

Your core is so wet that you can feel it around your upper thighs. Austin’s soaking dick spreads it all over you, occasionally sliding all the way to the front and tapping your clit. He releases your hand that you immediately slam into your wardrobe, supporting yourself, bending deeper to show yourself fully to him.

“Fuck.” You hear Austin groan, taking an ass cheek in his hand and spreading them.

He pumps inside of you some more, gripping tightly at you and exposing your holes to him. It seems to drive him wild as he starts to groan as loudly as you.

“I’m gonna come.” He exhales, pinching you tighter and throwing you back into him.

Your moans relay throughout the room, screaming in pleasure as he pushes himself deep inside.

“Oh, shit. Oh, shit!” Austin yells, just as you feel a hot liquid shooting up inside of you. “Fuck, Y/N.” He continues to ride it out, his pumps becoming slow and long.

Pulling himself out of you, he leaves you gasping for air with a layer of sweat pooling over your forehead. You can feel his come inside of you, the excess trickling around your hole and dripping down your thigh.

“Now, pick up your fucking book, will you?” Austin chuckles, looking over you with a satisfied smirk on his lips.

[waasting-awaay]

The kinda love I use to write fanfiction about...

[rikkurevenge]

[Fanfiction] Love is Madness - Chapter 3 Chapter 3 of Love is Madness is out now! :) More texts, more tweets, more messages, more feelings. Wednesday, 11.04.2018, 8:04am A concert, five words, a puppy and blue eyes. Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/14255496/chapters/32981124

[mcx7demonbros]

OBEY ME! MASTERLIST

Created: 18.04.22

UPDATED: 30.04.23 (dd/mm/yy)

NO explicit NSFW STUFF HERE!

MY OCs

Klein

Angelo

Helios, the Traitorous Brother

Elias

1/ FANFICTION

Catholic MC

Prologue PART 1 PART 2 PART 3 PART 4 PART 5

First Friday in Devildom

Response to Levi’s “I’m just a yucky otaku.”

Summoned to the Vatican: pt. 1 pt. 2

Le Traître Le Massacre

After Midnight Mass

Papa mortuus est (M!MC as Pope)

Mole MC 

Prologue CHAPTER 1 CHAPTER 2

Treacherous Brother

PART 1

Teen!MC calls Lucifer “Big Brother”

8th Brother Series

PART 1

Teen!MC Masterlist

One-shots

The brothers met the Sustainer of Heavenly Principles

MC is caught cheating in the exam

Something Is Wrong

Meal Time (minific)

Does anyone know the recipes?

Voting (Dialogue Nonsense)

Adoration for The Human

2/ Obey Me react to... / Head-canons

Pact headcanons

Their demon forms on you

Demon bros react to MC watching Super Sentai

The Demons as villains in Super Sentai/Power Rangers

The Brothers as Power Rangers

Demon bros react to Chibi Devi!

Power Rangers Villain! MC

MC’s Grandma Part 2

MC is a greedy capitalist

OM! Boys as Chinese Zodiacs

What language do the Brothers speak?

“You will fall in love with a human” prophecy

MC has the Omnitrix

Wheel-chaired MC after Lesson 20-14 😏

You call them “Seven Deadly Simps”

Top or Bottom (the Brothers)

Fortune-Teller!MC

How He Gives A Speech (the Brothers)

Smoking Headcanon (The Brothers)

I’m Running for President

The Devildom Public Holidays

3/ Hell Series

Headcanon

MC goes to Hell [Darker Version]

On Damnation…Again

Intro

The Gate (Limbo)

First Layer (Court of Sloth)

Second Layer (Court of Envy)

Third Layer (Court of Gluttony)

Fourth Layer (Court of Wrath)

Fifth Layer (Court of Lust)

Sixth Layer (Court of Greed)

Seventh Layer (Court of Pride)

Damnation Masterlist

4/ Links to other blogs for icons, wallpapers, etc.

Demon bros cat butler icons/avatars

Colored dividers

5/ A Catholic’s take on characters and other things in Obey Me

Lilith

Who is the serpent that tempted Eve?

On Lust

Is Obey Me a satanic app?

Raphael’s ability to eat Solomon’s cooking

Catholic!9 Choirs of Angels vs. OM!9 Choirs of Angels

6/ Others

Did Simeon write a BL?

Asmo’s dangerous Lust

I’m not giving butler Lucifer to you, Diavolo

Luke’s worried over us

Lucifer says sorry

View all your Devilgram cards

Lucifer’s down bad for MC

Weird theories / Imagines

MC isn’t real

Paranoid theory

Something is wrong

Anniversaries

Six-month anniversary (first event I played added to Lonely Devil)

1st Anniversary

Food Series

Each character

Brothers

Lucifer | Mammon | Leviathan | Satan | Asmodeus | Beelzebub | Belphegor

Side characters

Diavolo | Barbatos | Luke | Simeon | Solomon

[meenah-chan]

A Smear of Blood

A Mammon x F! MC fanfiction

Genre: Angst

1.38k words

Trigger Warning: Lots of blood, mention of death & violence. Read at your own discretion.

You two were just sleeping together in your room. It's the same old night. Yet for some reason, when he woke up that day, the one beside him is not you, but a smear of blood.

Everytime he wokes up he will usually see you still asleep in his arms. Or sometimes you staring at his sleeping face, which never fails to send his visage into flaring.

But that morning is different. The space beside him is empty.

He shouldn't be thinking of it as you may only be doing your business in the bathroom.

But no...

That morning is different. When he lifted the blanket covering him and the space beside him, an ample amount of blood, as large as his two stretched palms, spreads across the sheet.

His mind went blank for a second. He froze, sitting on his spot as if time went on a total halt. His own blood drains from his face. And in an instant, everything came back, rushing through his veins. Thousands of thoughts he never wished to have invaded his senses.

Did something happened last night? Did someone attacked her? Is it a grudge towards his human? No, there's no way that's possible. She's way too kind for anyone to held any ill intent towards herself. Is it because she is a rare, appetizing human? Or maybe the monster want to settle past misdeed he committed and chose to attack the most important person in his life?

No, he should have felt any danger if that's the case... Or... Could he?

Mammon is one of the strongest in the Devildom. He also have been alive for who knows how long. He barely experienced some lesser demons attack him in his sleep, much less in the House of Lamentation.

No. No one aimed for his head in his own abode. Entering the den of the most monstrous beasts in the Devildom is a suicide for any assassins to test their luck.

It doesn't make sense! It doesn't...

Yet... That blood... That metallic scent invading his sense smell right now... He'd be dumb if he could ever forget such scent. He knew it so well. Why does he knew it so well? Of course he...

The image of that day flashed through his mind and he never knew his heart would sink deeper than it already has. The image of her lifeless body in his arms, soaked with her own blood and bruises. Limp. Breathless. Cold. Too cold. With her lifelessly gentle eyes staring at his useless self, who couldn't do anything to protect her. It's too late. His tears and screams won't bring what she have lost.

His loss. He lost her once already and swears he'll protect her this time around. He'll protect her with his life. He'll... Protect her?

A lightning strucks his system as he force his stiff limbs to motion. He wants to scream but a lump in his throat blocks all the sound he want to gouge out.

He flails out of the bed. He reach for the knob only for it to move a few feet away from him and his hand.

When he raised his unfocused eyes to the person who opened the door, he gasps for air he didn't knew he's been holding.

"Ahh. You're... Awake." His human peeked inside the room for a second. "And you saw that..." She sighed.

But the demon stood there motionless. He scans her with his eyes for any visible wound and blood stains. Any trace of blood on her. Yet he saw nothing but her sweaty self gasping for air, holding what seems to be a comforter.

"...mon... Mammon? You don't look so good." A touch of her warm fingertips is enough to push his last button to tears, which he did. "M–Mammon?! W–Wha, H–Hey!" Tears streams down like falls on his cheeks to the back of her hands as she held his face.

"What... the hell..." They both melted to their knees as Mammon start sobbing. "Hey, Mammo—" her palms slid past his slippery wet cheeks as he pulls her to tight embrace.

"'Ya idiot... human... Ye're killin' me." He whimpered in a muffled voice, face buried on the crook of her neck.

His words snapped all the dots connected in her head of what is actually happening. It probably is because of that incident. The day she died... or atleast her other self. It was a sight, to see herself bathing in a pool of blood, as if it was a different person. It was a sight, really. But it was not the one that sparked her emotion. It was the demon that held her so tight as if she'll slipped away from his grasp. It was Mammon.

She couldn't really comprehend what happened when she was attacked by the youngest brother. She was stranggled, passed out and woke up under the staircase.

It never left a mark on her. She held no ill will towards him. But as the demon with the strongest bond with her, Mammon, was so devastated that time. He cling onto her. He wail with his futile pleads for her to hang on. To not die.

Seeing him like that made her regret the event she have no way of ever predicting. The event she have no control of.

The only thing she could do is to protect him from the ghost of the past. She have to give reassurance to the second oldest— her first demon.

So she hugged him back as firm as he did, caressing his hair lovingly. "There, there... I'm here. Everything's going to be alright."

He squeeze her tighter she could hardly breathe. But even if it's hard, she let him because right now, she could finally feel the grip her other self felt that time. She's be lying if she said she didn't felt a hint of jealousy oozing out within her that time. "Don't you dare leave me like that ever again."

"I won't. I'll be with you as long as it takes. This won't happen again."

She gave him featherlight kisses that soothes his pain. A gentle yet firm embrace to gave him assurance and warmth. And within a few moments, Mammon pulled himself back, his eyes and cheeks dusted with shades of red.

"But wait... Are you really not hurt or something?" The white-haired demon close his eyes as she wipes his tears with her thumb.

"You wanna check with your own eyes?" She smirks and wiggle her brows at him, earning a darker flush on his tan face.

"Then what the hell's with the sheet? That isn't your blood, right?" Now it's her turn to blush.

"Uh... Can we just forget that..." Azure orbs glare through her soul. "... or maybe not." She nervously laugh while evading the piercing looks towards her.

"Ugh... This is embarrassing. How should I put this..." She scratch her nape as she search for the right words. "Well, it is mine." Mammon's eyes widen and without hesitation, he lift her shirt and frantically check her torso.

"H–Hey! Sto– Wait! I'm not hurt! That time of the month just came a bit too early is all!" She hastily pulled the hem of her shirt off his grip and down.

"W–What time?" He stares at her, confusion and worry evident on his expression.

"I'm on my period, okay. I woke up with it staining the covers. I panicked and run out after changing to search for a replacement. And yeah, I was late." She pat the sheet on her side. "You saw it before I arrive." She look down to hide her flustered face.

"... Seriously..." Mammon's forehead drops to her shoulder.

After a few seconds, he cups her face and face her to him. "Why'd'ya have ta hide it? And from the Great Mammon? Really?"

"Well, it's embarrassing you know..." She pouts.

"Like hell it's embarrassing. It's normal. It's a part of being a woman. If somethin' like this happen, don't hesitate to ask for the Great Mammon's help... Well it's not like I'm worried or anything. I just wanna help ya. Ye're my human after all." He squishes her face as he grin from ear to ear tinted with pink.

"Yes, my tsundere demon." She also smiled like he did as she held the hands on her cheeks.

"Huh?! Who're ya callin–" he protested, only to be silenced with a peck on the tip of his nose.

"I love you, my Great Mammon."

I was too hyped yesterday I just finished 2 fanfics. That OM! anime announcement left me on edge.

And to anyone waiting for my series Quintessence, I'm on it hahaha 😅😂 I'm torn between two twist and still can't decide but I'll surely post it as soon as I finished it. Please bear with me for the last 2 chapters.

P. S. To anyone who watch BL Romance and haven't seen Given yet, I highly recommend it! A real tear-jerker with amazing plot and masterpiece songs 😭💖💖 I won't go with details but there's something really unique with it and you wont regret watching it sksksk 😚😚

Masterlist

[confusedandhopeful]

Awesome Authors of Marvel Ao3

I need more flexibility to make lists (than Ao3 allows) because I'm fussy and pedantic. I have waaay too many tabs open on my browser as I try not to miss out/lose some of these great writers and artists. Here is my attempt at saving them into a list that I wont lose. Mostly Tony-centric, commonly fluff, smut or hurt/comfort.

Sidium I Want to Teach You a Lesson (In The Worst Kind of Way), not to mention everything else they've written ;) Also check out their bookmarks. WhisperElmwood The One Where Tony is the Meat in a Supersoldier Sandwich, which is exactly like it sounds. There is no Manual is an unfinished Autistic-Tony pov fic, that has him welcoming the Avengers into his tower. Wix writes a lot of salty Team Iron Man Fics Changing Fate is a time-travel WinterIron fix-it, Coming Unstrung which has TeamCap kidnapping Tony to try to sort things out (and inspired Revenge Fantasy by alioftwoworlds) Potrix Writes plenty of WinterIron and Tony/Bucky/Steve, among other things. Fluff and comfort abound. Their bookmarks are also pretty great for discovering a variety of other Marvel fics. Sineala writes universes from the comics. Features Cap/IronMan, and fics where Iron Man's identity is a secret. Think of This as Solving Problems (That Should Never Have Occurred) - "No one knows Tony is Iron Man. Then Tony gets amnesia, and literally no one knows Tony is Iron Man." Mercy in You, has Steve looking after Tony after an (offscreen) D/s scene gone wrong. A Question of Trust where Steven helps Tony after some self-bondage gone wrong. This Mortal Part of Mine has Iron Man taken advantage of by a tentacle monster. Cap tries to save him and they both escape, but then Cap is having Thoughts. Shaenie writes perfect BDSM fics Don't Look too Closely (all the angles are oblique) is the Cap/Ironman BDSM series, that has also been podficced amazingly by paraka. The series is unfinished but hella long and awesome anyway. Viklikesfic over 400 Marvel fics so far, including more BDSM fics! ^_^ Purify Me in your Muddiest Waters is a series about Tony liking humiliation, and Steve and Bucky teach him that kink doesn't have to mean abuse. Lots more fics that are Steve/Tony or Steve/Bucky/Tony. Featuring Daddy kink, humiliation, objectification and other BDSM adventures.

Shadowen Captain America is not a Republican; also lots of Clint/Phil, such as Friendly Fire - "Damages incurred do not decrease value" Badfinch (podfics) Thorns for Flowers deals with ableism from the Avengers around Matt's blindness. None So Blind also does, with the assumption Matt is illiterate. In Double Blind, the Avengers think Daredevil gets blinded in a fight and they try to help with the imagined fallout. Tony's the only one that can see wings in The Winged Soul. BadFinch also has great bookmarks with themes like Secretly!Asexual Tony in grey and other colours; Secretly!Deaf Tony in The More Things Change; Brett assuming Matt's being abused in A New York Cop, Scifigrl47 writes funny and fluffy fics. Three series' they've penned are The Toasterverse; In Which Tony Stark Builds Himself Some Friends (But His Family was Assigned by Nick Fury), and Tales of the Bots. NotEvenCloseToStaight writes lots of WinterIron and Tony/Bucky/Steve fics. Falling has MCU-Tony transported to a BDSM au and falling in love with Stucky. It's Our Pleasure has old-world-protocol sub Tony being rescued by respectful and loving Stucky. The Stories We Write has Tony secretly writing reader-insert fanfiction to deal with falling in love with Stucky. A Valentines Day Rescue has Stucky rescuing Tony from an abusive Ty at a diner. KetchupCrisp You Great Unfinished Symphony has MCU-Tony transported to a different BDSM au where he was the team's sub. They also have a hurt-comfort LittleTony series and a lot of great bookmarks. Nonymos bene castigat series - "Going to a professional Dom may be one of the weirdest things Bucky’s ever done. Especially since this skinny Steve Rogers guy doesn’t really look the part." drawn into something series - Eddie Brock and his bdsm alien foursome. RiotFalling has so many Tony-centric D/s fics. Featuring praise kink, consensual somnophilia, cuddles and aftercare and just generally soft loveliness. They also have great bookmarks.

[fangirl94stuff]

Phil Manansala (OM&M)

'Here you go, a nice glass of water. Should we do this on another day Phil?'

Your partner Phil looks up at you from his crouched position on the floor of your nursery surrounded by pieces of wood, bolts and screws and shakes his head while reaching out for the glass of water to take a break.

'This should have been done before I went on tour, you could go into labour at any minute y/n and our baby wouldn't have anywhere to sleep.'

You sit in the rocking chair Phil had assembled in the morning and rub your big belly, your baby being a week overdue, 'maybe they are waiting until they have a bed,' you joke.

Phil was right about the crib needing to be done before OM&M's short album promotion tour, but it kept getting delayed, only arriving a week before he came back.

Phil sighs and drinks some water, 'why did they make assembly so hard? Are we going about this the wrong way?'

You continue to rub your belly, honestly, at this point, I'm not even sure if there is a right way. But no way were we paying someone to do it for us.'

Phil nods his head in agreement, 'then what do we do?'

You smile at him, 'The only thing we can do...keep trying. Just imagine how cute our baby will look in that crib you built.'

'You're right y/n, I'm not giving up, hand me that screwdriver next to you please,' he says proudly.

You hand him the screwdriver and pick up the instruction booklet, 'Take panel four and attach it to panel three...'

It takes a couple more hours but finally, the crib is built, and you can't help but hug Phil, 'we make a good team. Give or take some communication problems along the way.'

He hugs you back, 'We sure do, but if any of the guys ask this thing went up smoothly, I'm not having them mock me after they offered to help and I turned it down.'

You put your finger on your lips, 'Your secret is safe with me. Now, all we need is this little one to pop out.'

Phil rubs your belly, 'Come out, your bed is ready, you're going to sleep so well--'

'Why did you jinx it, now the baby will be restless,' you gasp loudly, cutting Phil off before he can do any more damage. He would do the first few night duties as punishment to see just how calm a newborn baby wasn't.

'If the baby's anything like me, they'll be chill, no need to worry,' he jokes.

You roll your eyes, you couldn't wait to prove him wrong when the baby came.

[insomnia-productions]

I was tagged by @pensivetense. thank you!!

Favourite animated movie: Coraline and Paranorman. When I was 11 I watched Coraline 14 times in one month. I’m obsessed with both movies, and their soundtracks, and the videos LAIKA put out about their stop-motion animation process. Absolutely incredible stuff. ART IS SCIENCE FOLKS. SCIENCE IS ART. 

Favourite movie: Hmm hard to pick, but if I go by the ones I rewatch the most... Om Shanti Om and What We Do In The Shadows. Edit: how could I forget Train To Busan?

Favourite song that gives you goosebumps: Literally anything from Hadestown, but specifically How Long?, Doubt Comes In, and that part from Wait For Me II (if you know, you know) 

Favourite book: The Picture of Dorian Gray, and probably also A Clockwork Orange just bc of how much it has shaped my life (I read it for the first time when I was 10, which, uh... poor choices all around) 

Favourite fanfiction: Harry Potter and the Methods of Rationality. You guys... the intersection of magic and science... I love it so much.... 

Favourite animal: Snakes!! And also birds! Specifically, my favorite snakes are anacondas (the ones I first fell in love with when I was like 5) and sea kraits (which I saw up close on a night dive). My favorite birds are crows (theyre entering the Stone Age broooo) and magpies (mostly bc i too love shiny things).

 Tagging: @m-e-w-666 @justsomerandomgaynerd @pizzazzterbi @one-hell-of-otaku-is-here if y’all want to 

[ao3feed-snape]

All The Young Dudes - Norsk

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/30fX4YV

by Moony_Mai

Lang fanfiction om Maraudernes tid på Galtvort (og videre) fra Remus sitt PoV - Annerledes fra faktiske hendelser fra bøkene ved at Remus sin far døde og at han ble oppdratt på et barnehjem, og er litt røff i kantene. Ellers ganske korrekt i forhold til bøkene. 1971-1995

Dette ER en Wolfstar fanfiction, men er veldig sakte. Bokstavelig talt år. Lang oppbygning, men det er verdt det, jeg lover!

IKKE KOPIER TIL WATTPAD, SERIØST HVORFOR??

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Words: 2042, Chapters: 1/188, Language: Norsk

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Remus Lupin, Sirius Black, James Potter, Lily Evans Potter, Peter Pettigrew, Severus Snape, Minerva McGonagall, Bellatrix Black Lestrange, Narcissa Black Malfoy, Albus DumbledoreMulciber Sr. (Harry Potter), Horace Slughorn, Mary Macdonald, Marlene McKinnon, Poppy Pomfrey, Walburga Black, Regulus Black, Fenrir Greyback

Relationships: Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, Sirius Black & Remus Lupin, James Potter/Lily Evans Potter

Additional Tags: Marauders Era (Harry Potter), Marauders Friendship (Harry Potter), Marauders, wolfstar, Get Together, Slow Burn, so slow, it's slow, Serioulsy, Canon Compliant, Angst, Fluff, Fluff and Angst, Requited Love, Canonical Character Death, First Wizarding War with Voldemort (Harry Potter), First Kiss, Period Typical Attitudes

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/30fX4YV

[beevean]

Theorie 1: The plot of Metroid Other M was a fever dream Samus had because after her last missions she got sick by some extraterrestrial space virus. Theorie 2: The events of OM are actually fanfiction, where the writer wrote the characters completely off character. Theorie 3: It's actually a movie where the director used "artistic liberties" in telling the story.

It's a fanfiction written by ADAM during one of Samus' long travels.

She didn't appreciate the joke, but at least they could laugh it off with the knowledge that that drivel would never happen :)

[myngxy-sue]

Are people really getting entitled over how people write their fanfictions now? Like, you do realize that these are called FANfictions for a reason, right? These a fan made works. They’re not writing for a specific audience. They’re writing for fun. If you like their work, that’s great. But they don’t owe you anything.

This is why I can’t take that part of the GN/M fandom seriously (and I know a lot of GN/M don’t think like this. I have mad respect for them and I wish these entitled assholes weren’t giving them a bad rep). They always complain about how the OM fandom doesn’t care about them and I find it hard to believe since I see a good amount blogs on here trying their best to make them feel included.

And I get it. It probably really hurts to see a lot of fanfics revolving around F!MCs when anyone can get into this game. I’ve read anons and confessions about some of you feeling dysphoric as a result of these works. But what else were you expecting? Even if the MC is gender neutral, Obey Me is still an otome game. Which means that a majority of the fandom will identify as female. They are the target demographic. You got into a game made for females.

Unless these fanfic writers made it clear that they're doing requests (even so, some of them may choose to write for a specific demographic), these writers don’t have to make the reader insert GN/M and just because the game does it doesn’t mean that they have to. 

It’s up to you as an individual to find what caters to you. Find and support the GN/M blogs on here. Let them know that you appreciate their work. It’s saddening to see all that hard work amount to nothing. If F!MC works trigger you, filter them. You don’t even need tags. Just look for keywords. If someone not tagging their work properly bothers you, just approach them nicely about it. 

Don’t mind me, I’m just going off about something that’s been bothering me for a while