#omswd asmodeous

[kannra21]

@devildomditzy Honestly, this was so great! 🤗❤️ And you're such a good writer, don't underestimate your skills!

Only a few can write Mammon without making it OOC but you managed to imitate his speech and patterns to a tee. I loved it. Thank you for writing this lovely fic!

Hey 🥰🥰 congrats on the milestone sweetie!! 💕

May I request Mammon + 💐🤗 + “Do you remember when we first met?”

I thought ab making it sfw, something romantic. I think you'll enjoy it. Everything for our hubby hah 💕💕 he's so wholesome! Tbh can't wait to see what you'll come up with! Have a nice day! ❤️

aaaahh hi! thank you 🥺 you’re such a good artist everytime i see you in my feed i’m like, what are you doing here? im just a little guy.

like a little rat chef, i will cook something up for you!

(This got way too long I’m sorry LMAO, I have feelings for him)

Also, this one is a liiillll suggestive

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He’s been really antsy since you fell ass first onto Satan.

He’s been really fidgety since the whole hellfire newt syrup incident.

He’s been really shy since Solomon brought you back to the Devildom for undisclosed reasons.

He’s been really docile since your return.

And for the LIFE of you, you can’t figure out why.

You tried interrogating the others, hoping to gather any information as to why Mammon was being… well… less of a dick to you in general.

You always had this playful back and forth with the second born that you had come to love. But, with his usual bite gone, you began to worry something was just wrong.

“Hun, you always make him all fidgety. And sweaty. It’s really gross”, Asmo says, scrunching up his face in disgust.

You huff, rolling over on his bed to face him. “I’m aware. But this is worse than usual. It’s like he’s scared of me all of a sudden. Like he’s avoiding me.”

“We’ll, Id say he’d be an idiot to ignore the likes of you, but he’s also, quite frankly, always an idiot.”

“Azzy”, you deadpan, sending him a pointed look. He throws his hands up in defeat.

“Okay, okay! I get it. You see something in my poor, stupid older brother. And while I can’t fathom what that is, I know he sees something in you too. We all do, but he definitely wants to fuck you.”

“Asmo! Not helping!”

The avatar of lust continues staring at his nails, fussing with a bottle of polish as he fills in any visible gaps.

“Hmm… have you tried being direct? Sometimes you have to be direct with these men. Ya know, take what you want?”, he glances in your direction, licking his lips.

“I’m just trying to figure out why he’s ignoring me! I’m not trying to get into his pants.”

“A shame, really.”

“Asmo!”

“Here’s an idea! Let’s spy on him!”, he sings, eyes blowing wide with excitement.

“What? No! No, I can’t do that. That’s like, an invasion of privacy!”

“Oh, and you think he hasn’t done the same to you?”

Your face falls a bit as you question him, “…has he?”

Asmo lays a tentative hand on top of your. “Sweetie, we all have.”

“Huh. Like together or?”

“Not important!”, he smiles, “What is important is that we get this show on the road so we can get intel.”

The sickening grin on his face does nothing to settle your nerves.

That’s how you find yourself here, comically shoved up against Asmo as you shared a bench in town square, peering out at the subject of your affection from behind a copy of the latest edition of the RAD newspaper.

“There is absolutely no way he won’t spot us”, you grumble to the strawberry blonde.

“He will if you don’t be quiet! Now watch!”

“What is he doing?”

“It looks like he’s buying something from that stand. ~Oh, could it be?”

You don’t like the glint in Asmo’s voice.

“Could what be?”

“It looks like he did listen to my advice”, he smooths. You can hear the smirk in his voice.

“What advice? Asmo what’s going on? What aren’t you telling me!”, you try to sound urgent, but you have a feeling he won’t tell you either way.

“No need to worry love”, he chirps, “Looks like my dear older brother will be back in your good graces soon enough”. He grabs your wrist, dragging you back towards the house with a force you know you cannot break free from.

“H-Hey!”

“Just trust me on this one hun!”

As night begins to fall, you sit alone in your dorm room nervously biting your thumbnail. You and Asmo’s rendezvous did nothing to quell you worry, and on top of that the fifth eldest was being cryptic as hell since you got back to the house.

A knock on your door pulls you out of your thoughts. “Asmo, I already told you if you’re not going to tell me what he’s doing, leave me alo-”

The words die in your throat as you rip open the door to be met with the piercing eyes of the second born.

“M-Mammon…hey uh, what are you doing-”

Once more you go quiet, eyes flitting down to where he held a large bouquet of yellow roses.

As you return your gaze to his face, you find him beet red, and almost…shaking?

“I uh- I-I, I got these flowers and I just thought you’d want them. N-No reason! I-In fact, they weren’t for you! They were for u-uhhh…little d no. 2! Yeah! But since I can’t find him, you can have ‘em.”

You lean against the door frame, crossing your arms across your chest, smiling up at him.

“Uh huh, little d no. 2, huh? What made you want to buy him a dozen roses?”

“What? Can’t a proud papa bring his son some flowers?”

“Oh, so now you admit he’s your son?”

“I-I didn’t. I mean- Ugh! Here! Just take ‘em!”, he exclaims shoving them into your hands, pushing past you into your room. You swear you hear him mumble “pain in my ass”, to himself. You can’t stop the grin that spreads on your face.

You shut the door, making sure to lock it. Something tells you this isn’t going to be a normal conversation, and the last thing you need is Levi bursting in asking you if you want to watch the latest episode of “Help! My Mystical Girlfriend Turned Into A Cat and Now I Want to Be One Too!”

He sits on the edge of your bed, hands nervously gripping his knees for dear life. His gaze is fixed on a spot on your floor, and you can’t help but tease him.

“My floor that interesting, huh?”

He snaps out of his stupor, turning to look at you. You swear you see him gulp.

“So, what’s up with you? Ever since I came back, I feel like you’ve been distant. I missed you Mams, and now I’m here and you’re avoiding me?”

It takes him a beat, but he squeaks out a small “sorry.”

You hum, a small noise of recognition before scooting a little closer to him on the bed. He visibly tenses.

“Mamm-”

“DO YOU REMEMBER WHEN WE FIRST MET?”, he nervously lets out, cutting you off. He still won’t make eye contact.

“Of course I do. How could I forget!”, you giggle. “It’s the first time someone threatened to eat me if I didn’t give them all my ‘mortal possessions’”.

He seems to loosen up a bit at the joke, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Yeah, I was kinda a dick back then.”

“Oh? Only back then?”

“Watch it!”

You suppress your laughter as he continues.

“At first, I only saw ya as a pain in my ass. AND ya still are. B-But then I got to know ya and we started doin’ everythin’ together and… I dunno”, he trails off.

“You don’t know…what?”, you question.

He runs a hand over the half of his face not cover by his glasses. His eyes close as he takes a deep breath.

He turns his position to better face you, eyes now looking directly into yours.

“I guess…I dunno when you became so important to me.”

“Oh.”

You’re both quiet for a moment.

“Asmo told me I should tell ya, but I’m no good at this stuff,” he gives a small forced chuckle. “And I probably wouldn’t have realized, but yer leavin’ back to the human realm…I think you took a part of me with ya.”

“Oh.”

“An essentially I guess I’m tryin to say…dammit..I’m tryin to say… GIVE IT BACK, OKAY?!”

Your eyes widen in surprise at his sudden raise in voice. “And how do I go about doing that, Mammon?”

He seems to pick up a bit of his usually bravado, finally getting out with it. “Well, obviously if ya take something from the Avatar of Greed, ya gotta pay it back, with interest.”

You smirk, leaning into his personal space, bringing your face closer to his, eyes glancing down to his lips.

“Oh yeah? Can I sign up for your payment plan?”, you mumble, trying to express your need with your movements.

He almost shoots backwards before catching himself, composing his nerves and moving his eyes to your own lips. “I dunno, ya could be payin’ it back yer whole life. Might still not be off the hook after that.”

“Mmm, I better get started then”, you whisper, leaning in to close the gap between the two of you.

He tastes sweeter than you ever imagined, lips slowly molding to your own as you feel goosebumps beginning to form. One of his hands wraps around you, tentatively holding you closer to him, not letting you go, never letting you go.

You lean back after a beat to get some much needed air in your lungs. He shakily breathes out, eyes closed like he still can’t believe what just happened.

You smirk at him as you reach a hand up to his cheek, thumb running gently back and forth.

“Will this destroy my credit, golden boy?”

He opens his eyes, gaze much more intense now as he looks toward you, something unreadable in his eyes.

“No. But… we might just destroy this bed frame”, he grins wolfishly as he pulls you down.

Huh. What do you know? Asmo was right about something.

[daily-pink-character]

Pink character of the⁽ᵖᵃˢᵗ ⁷⁾day- ★

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Asmodeus

from: Obey Me: Shall We Date

[mammons-hubby]

Hiiii :3 can I request platonic headcanons of the brothers with MC who is a child/preteen? You pick which age you're more confident writing, but like in this 8-12 yrs range if possible, thank youuu🩷

I wasn't sure if to make the Mc be cursed or the Mc being chosen for the program while still being a child. I chose the later, hope you enjoy!

The little Mc! :

When the one stepping out of the portal was a 10 year old, he almost passed out.

Lucifer

This wasn't in the papers, at ALL. There is just no way this could've possibly happen, maybe a child stepped into the portal by accident?

But no, once the kid was questioned it was obvious they were the exchange student they were expecting.

Internal panic.

This kid can't go to the basically highschool for demons, and there are no schools in the Devildom.

He has a really stern talk with the brothers so they behave in front of them.

Depending on your behavior he may start to get more grey hairs or take a big liking to you.

In the end he ends up really attached to you.

Pampers you, and denies he does it.

"What?! I gotta take care of a kid?!"

Mammon

New babysitter for Mc. He at first dislikes it a ton, but he has a soft spot for kids so he doesn't take it on you, but you notice he is kinda mad.

Very overprotective. Not at first but with just a couple of days he really starts to like you and can't leave your side.

Will bother you to get a reaction, if you start crying he may even give you some Grimm.

Teaches you how to gamble and gets strung to the ceiling.

Gives you piggybacks.

He may involve you in money schemes at first but never putting you in any actual real harm.

Great. A little kid with sticky fingers.

Leviathan

He doesn't want you anywhere near his room at first, afraid that you will break his precious figurines or destroy his Manga collection.

He still forces you to watch Anime, but in the living room with him. Once you get a liking to it he even dresses you up as his favorite characters.

Once he realizes you won't purposefully break anything of his, he invites you to his room.

You are mesmerized by the pretty lights, the bathtub and the giant aquarium, you say hi to Henry and he melts.

He sees you looking everywhere with awe, and he feels very proud of himself.

From then, you start to play games in his room and carefully read his Mangas.

Lets you play with his tail in his demon form. He finds it kinda funny but gets grossed out when you put it in your mouth and cover it up with saliva. Eugh.

He is kind of curious about you and how you ended up in the Devildom, for Lucifer to make such an oversight is clearly extremely bizarre, almost imposible.

Satan

You kinda look at him with your big baby eyes and he looks back at you, until one of you stops staring and go back to their normal routine.

He is chosen by Lucifer to be your personal teacher. He complains but knows he has to do it.

He will try and teach you things to bother Lucifer, succeeding in some and failing in others.

But he also takes a lot of effort to learn about human culture and teach you the right things and needed things for your mental development.

Will read for you to fall asleep. Devildom fairy stories and others, you seem to like grim stuff too but he reads this stuff to you very rarely. Doesn't want you to be negatively affected.

Buys you a cat onesie and takes lots of pics. Super adorable.

He finds you extremely adorable and amusing, like a little pet.

Asmodeous

He will dress you up in the prettiests of clothings, with the most expensive perfume and hair decorations.

You seem upset and he doesn't understand at first. You explain you don't like being treated like a doll for his amusement.

He thought he was doing everything right?

He thinks about it hard and realizes that maybe being treated like a thing rather than a person must've hurt you.

He apologizes to you and offers to take you to eat something yummy.

He tries and know more about your likes and dislikes. About the shows you like, your favorite colors, the type of clothing you like.

He takes you to buy some pretty clothes of your choosing, and even gets you a cute haircut.

You feel better when you can also express yourself. But from time to time you let him dress you as he wishes, you even match clothings sometime.

Okay so at first a bit dangerous to be near him, considering he sees you as small and chubby and feels the urge to put you in his mouth.

Beelzebub

Once he controls the urges, he is very sweet and caring.

Kinda blunt when he talks, but not clueless. He is not dumb so he knows that he shouldn't say certain things, but considering he is quite honest he lets slip some stuff, but inmediatly notices and fixes it.

Will share his food with you and sit you on his lap while you eat, sorry if you get slobber on your head.

Will make sure you get proper exercise so you grow strong.

Will also take you on piggyback rides wherever you'd like.

Considering he has a younger brother, he grows attached to you very quickly and would give his life for you, and take others.

Belphegor

It depends. If this is an universe where Belphegor doesn't have a vendetta against humans, he may not care too much at first, but then begins to like you.

He would take naps with you, and help you draw and color stuff.

He is the youngest brother, so he may teach you how to get away with being a brat, much to Lucifer's dismay.

Now. If it's the og timeline Belphie?

Things are difficult. He will still try and trick you into doing the pacts with his brothers. And you're a child, so you'd probably believe him.

He does feel more guilty about wanting to kill you, but in the end commits regardless.

It's up to you to forgive him or not. He did kill a child after all.

The brothers are all shocked at him, and disgusted.

It takes a while before things settle down after discovering you're Lilith's descendant.

They're very wary of leaving you with him in a room, in case he tries to hurt you.

But Belphegor feels extremely guilty. It eats him alive, he can't believe that his rage for humanity would make him kill a literal kid.

He tries to make it up to you by being present in your life. Helping you get ready on your day to day life. Taking you places you need to go, pampering you.

It's still up to you if you'll ever forgive him. Perhaps you do, but you'll never forget it.

You can still have a nice relationship with him though, it's not the end of the world. And your life is just beginning.

[angelphonia]

My self insert (I would be 40 in the obey me world) and the headcanon heights I have for the Obey me brothers.

[bita-bita]

Spoilers from Nightbringer and even Obey Me if you haven't played them yet

Guys.. I cried 😭

My boys don't remember me

And to them, in the original dimension, I've disappeared from their lives! (AGAIN!) They don't have me and I don't have them 😭😭😭 I'm getting so emotional right now. And the sad melody DOES NOT help.

I'm gonna go weep. leave me alone. It's too angsty. I feel homesick for the first time in my life.

[obeymezine]

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[hyacinths-heart]

💖For valentine's day 💖

Asmo received a lot of love letters this year, he could swim in them !

(Reblogs are appreciated)

[md-jester]

Glad to be posting this comic.🖤

[hecate-spawn]

the pretty boy came home last night!!

[teratotally]

:0 Finally got four stars on this card!! Aww look at Asmo!

[devildomditzy]

So the thing I’ve been tinkering with outside of tumblr is making Obey Me! inspired themed cosmetics! This is in no way a product of OM or their parent company, purely my obsession put into physical form. I have no idea if anyone will be interested, but I already made some of them so I hope so LMAO. First thing up is lipglosses <3

If you’re interested in possibly receiving a sample of my first batch, please fill this form out! Depending on demand, receivers will be chosen at random (but mutals, if you want it I gotchu 😘)

Depending on feedback/interest gathered from the samples, I may start to make this a fully fledged fan made line on etsy (unless i get hit with that cease and desist but for now this is just for fun 🤪)

And as always my loves if this flops you never saw it!!!!!

[poohbea]

𝐃𝐎𝐍’𝐓 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐎𝐃.

beelzebub | smut, fluff |

𝙒𝙊𝙍𝘿𝘾𝙊𝙐𝙉𝙏 : 1.6k

— 𝙎𝙔𝙉𝙊𝙋𝙎𝙄𝙎 : the ingredients to make a darkness of devil cake are as follows: flour, eggs, butter, oral... wait that doesn't sound right.

𝘾𝙊𝙉𝙏𝙀𝙉𝙏𝙎 : light biting, food play, oral (f receiving), semi-public oral sex (you're in a shared kitchen so), voyeurism (meaning someone does walk in on you and watches - take a guess who's kinky enough to do something like that), praise, marking, pet names, just beel being beel

𝙉𝙊𝙏𝙀 𝙁𝙍𝙊𝙈 𝙋𝙊𝙊𝙃 : the way i procrastinated with this fic omfg. idk why this was difficult to write, but i tried, not my proudest work but this one has been sitting in the drafts for a long time and i needed to feed the beel food play agenda. again this is my poor attempt at getting out of my writer's block so forgive me if it's quite mediocre. we were going so well in the beginning and then sorta just fell off...cri

WARNING: this is smut, so please ensure you have your age visible on your account before interacting. Minors (below 18+), ageless and blank blogs will be BLOCKED

Hope you enjoy ♡ reblogs are greatly appreciated

“Is the icing almost done?” Beel asks, resting his chin on your shoulder. He watches you whisk the chocolaty cream in the large bowl, stopping to dip your finger in before raising it to his lips. He moans as his tongue envelops the digit, sucking the sweet treat greedily, teeth lightly nipping at your finger. 

“Is it good?” You chuckle, watching him with a smile. 

“Th’o good.” He mumbles with your finger still in his mouth. 

“Don’t talk with your mouth full, Beel.” Your finger is released with a pop, a string of saliva still connecting the digit to his tongue. 

“Sorry,” A bashful expression takes over his handsome features. “It tastes really good.” 

You watch him examine the expanse of your neck briefly, nose subtly inhaling your sweet aroma. “You okay?” He nods at your question, but his gaze is still focused on the curve of your neck, the way your skin pulsed under the heat of his body that was still pressed flush against your back. 

Absent-mindedly, he licks the juncture where your throat meets your jaw, unable to resist the temptation of the tantalising warmth so close to his taste buds. “Shit.” If he thought the icing was delicious then you were something else entirely. A unique array of flavours that he’d been dying to discover the day you moved into the House of Lamentation. 

“Beel.” You whimper, fingers laced through his apricot locks as he sinks his teeth gently into your skin.

The Avatar of Gluttony heard none of it as he continued his exploratory assault, pathing from your jaw to your shoulder, all the while pressing your hips against the countertop with his own. He couldn’t stop, he wouldn’t. Not when something so delicious melted on his tongue with such allure, when you, his unofficial cooking partner, were moaning his name so delicately he could’ve sworn it was all in his head. That your ass in his palms was some kind of food deprived hallucination, that he was daydreaming like he always did. But the heat of your skin was undeniable, the clawing of your nails against his scalp as he indulged in you, unmistakeable. 

“Fuck.” You sigh, reciprocating the rock of his hips into yours, the growing ache between your thighs making it increasingly difficult to think straight. “Beel.” 

The demon stops to turn you around, immediately delving into your lips, tongue parting them as he tastes you further. “More.” He growls between breaths, fingers digging into your hips. “More.” 

“Beel, we’re supposed to be baking.” Your laugh partially breaks his starved frenzy, hands cupping his face when he finally pulls away.

He rests his forehead against your own, breath heavy and pupils blown as they threaten to break your resolve. “The cake’s fine.” His gaze shifts to the oven behind you, two large cake pans filled with a black batter illuminated by the light above. “They’ve only just started to rise.” 

“That’s not the point, Beel.” You giggle, with the lick of your lips, an action he followed intently. 

“I can’t help it.” His nose brushes yours as he speaks. “You just taste so good.” 

Admittedly you didn’t know how to respond to that. Shyness evident as he trapped you between him and the counter, silent but gaze alight with one clear intention. Eat. It was enough to give you goosebumps.

“Can…Can I try something?” He whispers in a low baritone.

With a bashful nod as permission his hands find purchase on the back of your thighs, wrapping them around his waist before lifting you effortlessly onto the counter top. Then his gaze settles on the icing bowl and your heart lodges itself in your throat. 

“Beel…” You whisper nervously, toying with the hairs at the nape of his neck. “It’s for the cake.”

“I’ll only use a little.” Those puppy dog eyes he throws you are all too convincing, his pout enough to melt even the coldest of hearts. How could you say no to that face?

He’s silent when you let out a soft sigh, curiously awaiting your response. “Fine.” And almost as if on cue he perks up, his proverbial tail wagging in excitement. “Just try not to make a—” Before you could even finish your thought the sound of tearing fabric echoes through the kitchen. Your gaze lowers to find your skirt in disarray and your underwear now in tatters, its remnants pooled on the apex of your thighs. “Beel!”

Admittedly, he only meant to pull them off you, but the demon obviously didn't know his own strength as he tore right through the flimsy cotton. Why did you even bother to wear something like this if it broke this easily? “What?” He asks innocently, pulling the rest of it from between your thighs. 

“I liked those.” Now it was your turn to pout, palm smacking his muscular shoulder as a weak form of punishment.

“You didn’t need them anyway.” He dips slightly to tuck his hands behind your knees, before proceeding to rise again to make you lay back on the counter. Drawing your thighs to your chest, he spreads you wide to give himself a perfect view of your pussy. “Wow.” He mutters to himself, marvelling at the meal so graciously being offered to him. 

“Don’t just stare at it—!” You yelp at the sudden heat against your clit, his tongue gliding slowly through your folds, savouring the flavour he’d so patiently waited for.

“Mm.” He moans, kissing the crease of your thigh tenderly, all the while observing that pleasured look on your face. “So delicious.” 

“Bee…” Using one hand to mindlessly play with your pussy, the other dips into the chocolate buttercream in the bowl beside your waist. His stomach growls as he spreads the confectionary over your clit, drool leaking from the corner of his mouth when your pussy clenches around nothing as a result. 

He silently offers you the residual icing, fingers grazing your lips, his heart races at the sight of his digits slipping past them, your tongue warm as it swirls around each fingertip. “Taste good?” He mimics you, finally withdrawing from your mouth. 

“Not too shabby, if I do say so myself.” Your lightheartedness makes him smile, those violet eyes admiring you lovingly before retreating between your legs again, returning to the task at hand.

Your hips jerk in his palms, his hot tongue lapping greedily at your clit. “Fuck.” You gasp, tugging his hair in encouragement. Each flick of his tongue lit a new flame in the pit of your stomach, the heavenly sweetness of the frosting mixed with your arousal only making him dive deeper. 

He’d soon become lost in the warmth of your core, every sense overcome by you and you alone. Your moans and pleas, the softness of your skin, your scent and that taste. Fuck, your taste. It was a unique mix of sweet and savoury, one that was growing increasingly addictive the longer he remained there. 

“Shit, Beel!” He can’t help but nip at your skin, thighs the victim of many a hickey, but purple was always a pretty colour against your complexion anyway. 

“S’tho good.” Your gasp bounces off the walls as he dips his tongue into you, nose now flush with your delicate clit, the action making your spine arch.

“Don’t stop, please. Beel, don’t—“ 

“Hey, do you guys smell something burni—oh!?” Your oncoming climax is cut short by Asmo’s sudden intrusion, his voice snapping you out of the pleasured daze Beel had so effortlessly pulled you into. 

“Oh, shit, Asmo it’s— ah!” Unbeknownst to you, Beel was unfazed by his brother’s presence, the new development actually driving him further. “Beel, wait… stop.” It was no use, even as you tried to push him away he just pulled you right back, strength far surpassing yours. 

“No, no, please continue, don’t let me stop your fun.” Asmo giggles, perching himself on the table top beside your head. “My, my, and I was under the impression that our beautiful little human was a prude. Yet here you are, spread so nicely on the kitchen counter no less. Does she taste wonderful, Beel?” 

The glutton mumbles an incoherent response against your clit, the vibration making your thighs shudder. “This isn’t— fuck. This isn’t funny Asmo.” 

“Oh, I agree, my sweet. In fact I’m quite jealous, I wanted to be the first to get a taste of you. But, I guess it wasn’t meant to be.” His pout only incited  butterflies in the pit of your stomach, those devilish eyes eating up the scene unfolding before him. “Come on Beel, make her cum already, I’m dying to hear what she sounds like.” 

“Would you… shit, I’m gonna cu—ah!“ You miss the way Asmo smirks when you finally fall over that edge of euphoria, your free hand unintentionally grasping his wrist while the other combs through the ginger locks of the demon between your thighs. 

“That’s it, sweetheart, let it out.” The Avatar of Lust coos through the height of your orgasm, caressing your hair softly. “Breathe, angel.” 

It was forgein, this feeling in your chest. Never before have you experienced such casual voyeurism, and surprisingly you didn’t hate it as much as you thought you would. Maybe it was because you felt so comfortable with them, the power of mutual trust overshadowing your feeble inhibitions. 

A bubbly laugh sounds when you’re finally able to think again, body a puddle on the wooden bench, your muscles finally relaxing. “What?” You ask, out of breath. 

“Nothing, you’re just cute when you make that face. Isn’t she Beel?” 

The man in question finally raises to his feet, lips glossy as he offers you a warm smile. “Of course.” There’s a moment of silence before Beel frowns, nose scrunching with each audible sniff of the air. “What’s that smell?”

“Oh,” Asmo chirps. “You smell it too? It smells like something’s burning. Are you making anything?” 

Both you and Beel lock eyes, expressions morphing into ones of fear. “The cake!” 

tags: @okhotel, @sakinotfound, @xharia, @hoohoohope

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[mammons-hubby]

Hello, I saw you commissions were open! And I will like to ask.

How would the brothers react to a light sleeper?

I would assume, they all would do activities during the night. Maybe the brothers would but charms and spells around their room. Or maybe Lucifer might put a stricter curfew, so they can sleep!

I have some thoughts on this!

Light sleeper Mc

Lucifer

This man doesn't get sleep basically, staying all night working.

He is quiet, doesn't make a noise when he is shut down at his study.

The times he can rest, you may hear cursed music from his room.

If this wakes you up, he will apologize, and only listen to it in his study, which is far away from your room.

Mammon

He stays all night playing with his phone and gambling, or coming up with schemes to get more money.

He does talk while doing this and may even raise his voice.

He apologizes profusely, and does it loudly as always, you gotta tell him to quiet down.

In other instances you can hear him fighting with Leviathan over trivial things, you have to cover up your ears with your pillow.

You tell them that you couldn't sleep because of them and they feel extremely guilty.

They begin to fight in Levi's room, which is mostly soundproof.

Leviathan

This guy is quiet, like he isn't alive. His whole room is soundproof, because he records himself playing or doing other stuff from time to time.

You can't hear it, but he plays his games really loudly and talks a lot while playing them.

If you hear anything is the sound of distant music, very lightly.

If this bothers you, he will lower the volume, even if he is not used to it.

Satan

He stays his nights usually reading and then going to sleep.

He isn't a bother at all. Very quiet.

Asmodeous

He needs his beauty sleep, so he usually goes to bed pretty early.

Sometimes he comes late from parties, but he showers and then goes to sleep.

Rare times he stays awake, maybe watching videos or recording. He is very soft spoken though, so it probably won't bother you.

Beelzebub

You can hear him walking down the stairs to go to the kitchen.

He does it many times a night. It can be a bit bothersome hearing his footsteps.

You tell him it disrupts your sleep.

So now you only hear him go twice a night.

It seems he brings a lot of food to his room so he doesn't have to do so many travels.

Belphegor

This guy is basically comatose when night comes.

He sleeps all day, but that doesn't seem to stop him from sleeping more.

The only way he may bother you is when he goes to your room and sleeps on top of you.

Just shove him to the floor, he is gonna complain but stay there.

Sorry for how short it is!

[leviathans-watching]

heyyyooo!! I saw your post about you posting again, and I hope it's ok if I ask for a comfort post with all the obey me characters you write for

can you write an x reader where reader just sits down next to them one day, sighs and expresses how tired they are and explain that they're just barely hanging on by a thread and they're also on the verge of a mental breakdown.

and maybe have the character look at MC in absolute horror because MC always bottles up their emotions and theyve never outwardly told anyone how they actually feel.

( also, I'm so sorry if this doesnt make sense. )

oh um could MC talk really softly about their emotions?

anon asked: Hello! I hope your doing well. May I request OM bros reacting to gn mc who's having a burnout with their studies?(if you have done it do ignore or maybe drop link-?<:') )

the brothers with a burnt-out mc

includes: the brothers x/& gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned)

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a/n: combined two asks for this since they were similar!! thank you both for requesting and i hope you feel better soon! my inbox is open to chat, leave feedback, or request so come say hi!!!!

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➳ lucifer feels really bad. how had not noticed? how long had this been going on, and how much work had he assigned to you when the last thing you wanted to do was do it? regret is clear in his eyes as he listens to you slowly and quietly describe your feelings. “i’m really sorry you feel this way,” he says, swallowing. “i’m sorry if i’ve made it any worse, what with the tasks i’ve been having you do.” you go to dispute the point, but he stops you. “i’ll grant you a break from your tasks for the time being. there’s nothing time-sensitive or important happening now anyway, and i, and my brothers, would be more than willing to pick up whatever work you do have. i’m always here for you if you need to talk, so just focus on relaxing and healing, okay?”

➳ mammon pulls you into a swift hug, his arms tightly locking around you. “it sucks to feel that way, doesn’t it?” he asks, and your eyes burn as you nod into his shoulder. “i’m sorry you have to deal with this. i can totally help ya on anything you need, and i’m always here for you, got that?” he rubs small circles into your back, the action more soothing than he could ever know. “let’s just take it easy for a few days. nothing needs to be done immediately, and i know you feel like you constantly have to be the best, but you’re the best when you’re not feeling like this. ya shouldn’t sacrifice your health for somethin’ like this.” your voice had been small when you were talking and he wants to quell any insecurity you may have about telling him.

➳ levi knows the feeling well, but he never could have guessed you were familiar with it. you always seemed so ready for anything, so excited to undertake new tasks and chores. he wonders now how much of it was an act. “i’m sorry you’re feeling like this, mc,” he says, earnestly looking into your eyes. “i’m no stranger to the feeling, and i know how draining it is. if you want to get away form all of that, you’re always welcome here. i’ve got no expectations for you, so if you want to come in here and just be, please do. we don’t even have to talk or anything.” you’ve calmed him down countless times, and he really wants to be able to return the feeling.

➳ satan grimaces. he’s always liked work, loved to bury himself in it, but even he can get exhausted. he supposes it’s no surprise you’re feeling this way- for too long you’d been pushing past your own limits to keep up with them, even though it wasn’t healthy. he’d noticed, of course, but with so many things moving through his head at once the thought was easily forgotten, pushed off to the side for something more immediate. he feels terrible for that now. could he have prevented you from feeling like this? “it truly saddens me you’re dealing with this,” he says softly. “i’d be more than willing to help you with your work and tasks. please, let me help you.”

➳ asmo gasps. you’d always seemed so cheerful and put together, capable of dealing with anything that had come your way! but to hear that for so long things had been building up without his knowledge… it feels terrible. he wishes you had come to him before this, let him help, but he can definitely understand wanting to deal with it alone. “mc, you’ve done so well,” he says, clasping your hands gently. “you definitely deserve a break. let me pamper you, give you the full experience. i think you’ll feel much better.” and even if you don’t want a spa or anything like that, he’s more than willing to come up with other things to help. you should never have to feel overwhelmed and tired like this!

➳ beel is at a loss for words. he hadn’t really considered you hid your emotions from him- you’d always seemed like such an open book. but now, he wondered how much of your true feelings you had hid. shaking his head, he squares his shoulders. now was the time to focus on you, not his own insecurities. “thank you for telling me, i know how hard that must have been.” he’s not the most eloquent, so it takes him a moment to put his thoughts together. “i’m really sorry you’ve been dealing with this and i want to help in any way i can. i think you hold yourself to this really high standard, but mc, it’s okay to ease up on yourself sometimes. i promise everyone here knows how hard you work. you really deserve a break, so please, use this to take one.”

➳ belphie never knew the weight on your shoulders. sure, he knew that you felt the expectations of not only lucifer, but also diavolo and solomon, but he could have never imagined you felt them this keenly. “if you need my help, i can totally give it,” he offers, though he knows how hard it can be for you to accept help from others, “and i know beel would love to assist you as well. you’re probably tired,” he says, referencing the bags under your eyes. “want to take a nap?” that’s what he always does to feel better (or, well, in any situation, but the sentiment still stands). you nod softly and he wastes no time ushering you to his room, where his warm and comforting blankets are waiting.

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