#solomon soon trust me guys……

[imissthestarswhenicry]

whats he dreaming about 😓

[lexsssu]

Elixir (Jafar)

TAGS: Jafar/Dragoness!reader, aphrodisiacs, smut, oneshot Ao3 ver. | Ko-fi | Commissions (OPEN)

“...How could you let this happen? Wait, don’t answer that. I’m afraid if I hear what you have to say the headache will get even worse.”

“It’s not like I wanted or expected for something like this to happen, you know…”

“I swear to god, Sin. Drakon will have our heads if he finds out that we let this happen under our watch!”

“Okay, okay! I get it! But there’s nothing else we can do right now aside from help her with it! What she needs right now is you, Ja’far and don’t think I didn’t notice those looks you’ve been giving each other all the time even back in Sindria.”

The former assassin is unable to refute his liege’s words, biting his lower lip as he glared at the purple-haired man before sighing and rubbing his temples.

“...Are you sure there’s no other way?”

“Ja’far, she was poisoned with the [Elixir of A Thousand & One Nights] . There’s no way she can deal with it herself. Now, if you’re really that averse to helping then I can ask Masrur instead. The big guy’s been pent up lately plus he gets along quite well with her—”

“I’ll do it”

“Wonderful. I’ll take Masrur out with me while you deal with her in the meantime. Feel free to thank me later~”

“...Why do I even put up with you?”

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“Ehehehe...our thing’s are kissing, Ja’far. Can you feel it? You’re so deep inside of me…”

How did he get in this situation again? One moment he was silently stepping into your room and the next thing he knew, he’s pinned beneath your soft weight on the carpeted floors.

Your smooth cheeks lit up with a flush of red and your golden eyes seemed even brighter now or maybe that was just because he was underneath you while you rode him without restraint. Small hands pinned his own rough and calloused ones above him, but it is the way you wrap so deliciously around him, how your hips gyrated and undulated as your moist depths took in every inch of him with gusto that prevented the adviser from even thinking about leaving this paradise.

It is an open secret in Sindria and especially within Sinbad’s circle of friends and subordinates how the adopted daughter picked up by Drakon caught the fancy of his most trusted aide. You were a young woman washed ashore with no memory of how you got here and had no one looking for her from wherever she may have come from. It was only natural that Sindria would welcome you with open arms.

The draconic features you sported quickly endeared you to Drakon and his wife, the currently childless couple adopting you overnight despite you being old enough to have children of your own. It is no surprise that Drakon treated you like a priceless treasure, a pearl within his palm.

And here Ja’far was, enjoying himself as you fucked yourself on his cock on the floor as if you were both nothing but a pair of wild animals with nothing on their minds except the need to procreate.

He knows he should have pushed you off before you even slipped the leaking tip of his cock in your dripping cunt. He should have restrained you as soon as he walked through those doors. He should not be snapping his own hips upwards in tandem with your own movements. He definitely should not be cumming inside you right now after your own climax has your pussy convulsing and squeezing his cock as if asking for his own essence.

The pale-haired man lost count of how many times he came, how many positions he had you in after the first time. All he knows is that you are now sleeping soundly within the cage of his arms on the plush bed, marks littering your bodies like paint on canvas.

“I guess this means I’ll have to take responsibility for you...Solomon, give me strength…”

You are unaware of his dread at having to face your father as only a blissful and sated smile decorated your lips while you basked in the warmth of his body.

[cosmicstarlatte]

Trip to Waffle House (Obey Me!)

━━━━━━━━━━ ✦ ━━━━━━━━━━ You take the brothers to Waffle House for some breakfast. You pull up and there's already gunshots ringing through the lot. "It's ok, c'mon c'mon...ignore the cook punching that customer."

»Characters: Demon bros + Dateables »Tags: Shitpost/Humor, Bulleted Style fic, Gender Neutral, Regret

Lucifer:

Refuses to order anything

"This is not a dining establishment."

Thinks this makes the Devildom look like the Celestial Realm

He now understands why you're built strong

"Where's the manager? He's dead?"

ENOUGH

Got fed up and stopped the chaos

For once there was a little bit of peace in a waffle house if only for a few minutes

Mammon:

"Aw fuck yeah cheap food!"

Is unbothered by the chaos, ignores it.

Until he gets hit with food

Starts a brawl with the other patrons

Ended up going viral online

Levi:

"In Ruri we trust" He prays

Was anxious the entire time

Made sure to sit between Lucifer and Beel for safety

Thought the food was good but

Please don't ever make him go there again

Satan:

Found it entertaining

"Waffle House Weather Index? Fascinating!"

"Is that a cat giving birth in the corner?"

Thought food was okay

Still a fan though and would like to come back again with you

Also loves that Lucifer hates it

Asmo:

Took some convincing to get him to step foot inside but the gunshots helped

Didn't bother to eat either

He swears he saw something move on Mammon's plate

"This is so not going on Devilgram."

Never again

Beel:

"Mm..mmph!!!"

Was excited to try something new

Dinner and a show!

Took over for the cook so they could go on break

No complaints, he would come back again

Enjoyed it the most out of everyone

Belphie:

"This...this is great."

Enjoyed the chaos, found it hilarious

Could comfortably nap to everyone's screaming, it was comforting

Lucifer hates it and Beel loves it so what's not to love?

Food was ok

Would come back again

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You guys went on a trip to the human world and Dia wanted to stop somewhere for breakfast. He liked the name Waffle House and decided to stop there. You tried to dissuade him but he refused. Even pulling up and hearing gunshots he wasn't deterred. Barbatos couldn't stop him.

Barbatos:

Slammed a glock on the table as soon as they sat

Politely declined to eat

Found the place interesting by how unregulated it was but he wouldn't come back again

Diavolo:

Was a little disappointed it actually wasn't made to look like a house of waffles

Fascinated by the vibe though

"Do you fight to the death here?"

"I see."

Orders waffles of course

Thinks they're just okay

Yeah he doesn't want to come back again

Simeon:

Sweats

Says a prayer in the car

Blacks out once inside

Would rather turn into a demon than step foot in there again

Luke:

Gets tossed around

Poor Simeon blacked out and couldn't help

"Is that blood on the wall!?"

"Why is the soda salty?"

Needed therapy for a while

Solomon:

"Aw yiss mf waffle house"

unbothered king

Thinks its the best place in the world

It's a lawless land after all

Would take someone on a date there

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[incarnadin3]

𝖀𝖕 𝕴𝖓 𝕱𝖑𝖆𝖒𝖊𝖘 ~ 𝚃𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚛

A/N: Hi guys! First of all, tysm for 60 followers! I never thought I'd get this far, but you guys make me so happy. I haven't posted in a while because I'm facing writer's block, but I wanted to post a teaser to show you guys what the story will be about. If you guys have requests, feel free to send them in! Also, the new exchange student's name will be hidden for now hehehe. Enjoy~

Pairings: Obey Me! Brothers x fem!MC

Summary: When did it all change? When MC showed up in Devildom, it took her 5 months to fully gain the trust of all the brothers. So naturally, when the year was over and Diavolo said the exchange program had been a success, and you could still stay if wanted, you obviously agreed. To continue the program, Diavolo decided to have another human come. The brothers were wary, but you were ecstatic! Another human! One that wasn't a shady sorcerer like Solomon! You had hoped to help the brothers warm up to them, but didn't expect them to leave you for the other human. When did it all go up in flames? You just wanted them to remember you again. You just didn't expect the other human to tell you the only way you'd be remembered was through a dusty picture on the wall after your death, in the basement, hidden away for the rest of the coming centuries. And now, the only thing that stood between you and death was the flames. Flames of the Seven Deadly Sins. And all you could remember was, When did it all go Up In Flames?

2 years ago

"My name is Lucifer. Welcome to Devildom, MC."

8 months ago

"Thank you for the pacts, you guys."

"No problem, MC. We all would happily lay our lives down for you. We love and trust you a lot, MC."

3 months ago

"What?! Whaddya mean another human?! We don't want another one!"

2 months ago

"My name is Lucifer. Welcome to Devildom."

"Hey cutie! I'm [REDACTED], but you can call me [REDACTED] for short!"

1 month and 3 weeks ago

"I-I don't know MC...I just don't like that girl! She gives me creepy vibes! Can ya believe it?! Me, The Great Mammon, gettin creepy vibes from her!"

"Mammon, she's Lilith's descendant too! You'll warm up to her soon, trust me. Just like you and your brothers did with me. After 5 months...but still...You'll be ok! You're still my first demon and I'm still your human. She won't come in between any of us, trust me."

Are you sure about that, MC?

1 month ago

"Mammon, I'm ready, where are you?!" - Oh, I went gambling with [REDACTED] already, she has better luck than ya!

"Levi! You still down to go to that new pop-up store?" - I-I'm going with [REDACTED], she knows a lot more than you.

"Satan! Can I borrow a book and read with you later?" - Sorry MC, but I don't want you to ruin my books. [REDACTED] takes much better care of my books anyways. And I like reading with her more, sorry!

"Beel? Wanna try some of my cooking?" - No thanks MC, I'm quite full. [REDACTED] made me really delicious food, much better than yours! Maybe another time?

"Asmoooo!! Wanna have another spa da-" - MC, sorry, but can you be quiet? Me and [REDACTED] are having a spa day and you're interrupting us!

"Hey Belphie can I sleep with yo-...Is that my pillow...with her?!" - Go away MC, you're so annoying! [REDACTED] is so much comfier...now please leave. NOW.

3 weeks ago

"Lucifer? I don't like [REDACTED]. Ever since everybody found out she's Lilith's descendant too, everyone has been ignoring me! - MC. stop being insecure and be quiet. [REDACTED] isn't annoying like you, at least.

1 day ago

"[REDACTED]. What the hell are you doing to the brothers?! I swear to god if you-"

"Oh you poor poor MC...you think they care about you? No. They only liked you because they knew you were related to Lilith. But they love me because I am Lilith."

"What?"

"Oh honey, the only way they'll ever remember you is in an old photo hidden in the basement, collecting dust."

"I-...if you hurt them..."

"Oh, who said I'm hurting them?"

"..."

"Speak of this to anyone, and I will kill them. One. By. One."

2 hours ago

"Hello, MC. Us and [REDACTED] are heading to a party at Lord Diavolo's. You're staying behind. You're grades have been horrible recently, and I'd rather you not embarrass us at his castle."

"But-"

"No buts. Goodbye."

1 hour ago

*sniffs* "What's that smell? Smells like something's burning."

"OH MY GOD!"

"Come on Lucifer! Pick u- Hello?! The house is on fi- [REDACTED]? HELLO?! GIVE THE PHONE TO LUCI- HELLO?!"

5 minutes ago

*at Lord Diavolo's castle*

"[REDACTED]? Is everything ok? You had needed my phone?"

"Everything's fine Luci! MC just fucked something up back home. Don't worry, I took care of it."

"Ah, thank you so much. MC is quite a problem these days. I appre-"

"LUCIFER! LUCIFER!"

"L-Lord Diavolo?! Is everything alright?!"

"The hou...HoL is on fire! MC's inside! Everything is up in flames!"

"WHAT?!"

Now

*at the hospital*

"Lucifer...will MC be alright?"

"I...don't know, Mammon, I don't know..."

"Guys chill out it's just a bu-"

"SHUT UP YOU WITCH!"

"Belphegor! Calm down!"

"NO LUCIFER! SHE'S A WITCH! I just found out her real identity in MC's diary!"

"Show me."

"..."

"Guess the secret's out now."

"You're...."

A/N: Who is she???? Stay tuned to find out!

[666writingcafe]

Level Six

Content Warning: sub!/needy!Lucifer antics ensue, possibly OOC?

It all ends in Lucifer's room.

Upon reaching his bedroom door, I notice a note taped to it. Reading it reveals that as soon as I enter the room, I must remain in there for thirty minutes. If I succeed, I'll earn my star.

I stick the note in my pocket, take a deep breath, and open the door. The sight that greets me makes me audibly gasp. Lucifer's wrists and ankles are tied to the bed, leaving him quite vulnerable to anything that wants to have their way with him. That, combined with the fact that he's naked and hard, tells me that this is going to be a long half-hour.

"MC." His voice is higher than usual, making him sound a bit whiny.

"Lucifer?" I walk up to the bed, resting my hand on the nearest post.

"Is this how you want me?"

"I mean, sometimes," I answer honestly. "I just want to be able to take care of you from time to time. You have so much on your plate, and you rarely get to relax."

"I suppose that's true." Lucifer sighs. "I'd be lying if I told you that I've never wanted to do something like this."

"Yeah, with Diavolo."

"With you," he corrects. He's never this candid with me. Not unless he's under the influence of something. Yet, when I question him about it, he tells me that he's completely sober.

I don't know who blushes more: me or Lucifer.

"Frankly, I'm surprised," I respond. "I didn't think you were the submissive type. Not willingly, anyway."

"Only with people I trust completely."

"I'd imagine that's a rather short list." He hums affirmatively.

"You're one of maybe five in my entire existence that I've felt comfortable sharing this with." I feel like my heart just leapt up my throat, making it impossible to speak. How in the world did I manage to do something like that? While I'm proving to be rather powerful, I'm still only a human.

"Quit it," he states.

"Quit what?"

"Thinking that you're unworthy. I don't make these kind of judgements lightly, MC. If I didn't think for a second that you'd be able to handle this appropriately, I wouldn't have agreed to indulge you in this particular way." His red eyes stare deep into mine, making me gulp. It reminds me that I'm dealing with the literal Avatar of Pride and not just some handsome guy off the street.

I have to distract myself. I can't give in now, not when I'm so close to completing this whole test.

I walk away from Lucifer, choosing to sit in his desk chair.

"MC, please." Ignoring him, I pick up one of the books off his desk and begin reading.

"MC!" Oh, he definitely sounds needy. And desperate. I take a deep breath, summoning as much self-control as I possibly can.

"No."

"Ple-ease!" Is he crying? "I wanna be your good boy so bad!" My hand grips harder on the book's spine. If he's acting, then he's nailing it.

"I can't." I hear him whimpering.

"Master, please." Oh shit. He's going there. "Give me an order. I'll do anything you ask me to." Glancing up from my book reveals a wide-eyed, flushed, and panting Lucifer. He looks so pretty right now.

How much time has passed?

"I would under any other circumstances, but not now."

"Whyyyy?!"

"Because I'd fail this part of the test." I try to focus my attention back on the book, but I hear Lucifer struggling against his restraints.

"Behaving like a brat isn't going to get you what you want, Lucifer." I'm surprised the thought escapes my mouth.

"I don't care. I need you, Master. I'll be so good for you."

"You're not being good right now." Would Asmo and Solomon consider this cheating? I hope not. I'm just trying to distract Lucifer--and myself--until the thirty minutes is up.

"If you untie me, I'll give you everything you ever dreamed of."

"Tempting, but no." His subsequent whining slowly turns into white noise, and I'm actually able to focus on the book. Not that I'll remember anything that I'm reading, but as long as I'm able to block out Lucifer, then I should be able to pass.

Suddenly, I hear a timer go off, indicating that the thirty minutes are up. I'm hesitant to move, though. Knowing Solomon, he's hoping to lure me into a false sense of security and then ding me for giving into my desires. Just out of curiosity, I start the stopwatch on my D.D.D. and continue reading.

Sure enough, another half hour has passed by the time Solomon enters the room. Waving his hand, he summons a sheet to cover Lucifer's naked form before walking over to me.

"I must say, I'm impressed, MC," he tells me as I close the book and set it back on Lucifer's desk. "I thought for sure you would have fallen for that." I shake my head.

"I figured it was a trap." Solomon smiles.

"Hold out your hand." Once I do, he causes the star of chastity to appear on the magical crest. He then guides me out of the room and gently shuts the door.

"Who's going to untie Lucifer?" I ask.

"The same person that tied him."

Taglist: @lost-in-time-wanderer, @fuzztacular, @dianedancer18, @sweetbrier2908, @flare-love, @completelyshatteredbrokenmschf, @thunderlightning351, @l3v1chan

[devildomditzy]

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.

[obeymeshallwedateaddict]

Hello! I was wondering if I could request this story idea to you.

Plot: The cast, through a misplaced spell, was sent to another dimension without the Male!MC. In the another dimension, they found themselves in the Devildom where everything seemed the same, only to find that no one recognize the brothers as the Avatars or even Diavolo as the future king, resulting in them being captured for impersonating the future king, sending them to the Demon's Lord castle to be judged by the future king, only to be revealed to be MC, who is the Demon King's only son in this dimension. Understanding the problem, MC prompts his best people to help returning them, allowing them to stay in the castle in the meantime.

During the time, the cast found the Ruler!MC to be far more cold and distant than their MC, with the reason being that as the future king, the MC cannot be soft-hearted, resulting in him with no genuine connection with anyone. However, as time goes by, the cast found the Ruler!MC becoming just as affectionate and warm as their MC, though more hesitant.

At the time when the cast could return home, they urge the Ruler!MC to be their kind-hearted self, hugging him for the first time in life...

Hope this is good! Thank you!

Hello!!! I want to say that I love your request! It's really interesting and fun. Also I enjoyed writing it a lot! So I hope you enjoy reading it just as much!

Summary: MC is the Demon king in another dimension the cast found themselves in after a spell went off. Life progresses as they try to find a way back and also gain MC's trust once again.

Male!MC

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It was never different

Recently in the Devildom there have been a lot of.. problems.. the brothers have been actively misbehaving and disobeying the rules of the eldest more than usual... The guys from Purgatory hall have been dealing with a curse of Solomon's that went out and made a fiasco of the building and Diavolo has been treated to a lot of paperwork by Barbatos. It's needless to say that things were as lively as ever. MC was always rushing here and there to help. One minute he'd be in The House of Lamentation, resolving the latest issue, another he'd be in purgatory hall, helping the angels with the cleanup and third he'd be at the demon lord's castle to ease Diavolo's mind off of things. One day as he was on his way to Purgatory hall to help the sorcerer with his latest research a spell went off. Most likely Solomon's doing. But it wasn't just a regular spell..

Soon enough the brothers, the royals, the angels and Solomon found themselves in the middle of nowhere in the Devildom. They were abruptly stopped from whatever they were doing and were sent away. Little did they know that it was another dimension...

All of them looked around in confusion, shooting each other suspicious looks. All of a sudden one of them speaks up.

Mammon: Yo what? I was just in my room countin' money. What am I doing 'ere?

Asmodeus: Yeah! I was doing my skincare when all of a sudden my beautiful reflection in the mirror disappeared and I saw that I wasn't in my room anymore! I almost got a heart attack!

Belphegor who was sleeping at the time was now laying on the ground, sleeping soundly. When Beel noticed him he crotched down next to him and shook him in an attempt to wake him up.

Beelzebub: Belphie, wake up.. it's not the time to sleep..

Meanwhile Satan was glaring at Lucifer who was looking around, ready to turn into his demon form and fight if it was needed.

Satan: Lucifer, what happened?? I was reading my book when suddenly it disappeared from my hands!

Leviathan: oh tell me about it.. I was watching the latest anime of Ruri-chan! The mystery of the love in the sky volume 8! It stopped right in the middle when Ruri was about to find out that she was actually in love with Damian! Ughhh... Now I'll have to deal with spoilers later..

Lucifer: I know nothing of this. I was in my office, doing paperwork when all of a sudden I found myself here...

The eldest turns to Diavolo who was having a conversation with his butler.

Lucifer: Diavolo do you know what happened?

Diavolo: I'm not so sure actually.. It was a surprise to me as well.. Barbatos says that he doesn't know anything either..

During their conversation Solomon looks around and chuckles to himself while shaking his head.

Solomon: It's my doing. I made a tiny mistake while casting a new spell I had just discovered..

Raphael: What kind of spell were you trying to cast? Things don't feel exactly in place...

Simeon: Yes.. something is suspiciously different..

Solomon: It was a spell that could create new dimensions.. the thing is that things do feel different.. which would mean that...

Suddenly Solomon was cut off by Barbatos.

Barbatos: We are in a different dimension..

Mephistopheles: Barbatos? Am I hearing this right? Another dimension?

Barbatos: Yes, Mephistopheles.. you heard me correctly...

Lucifer: Another dimension... Hmm..

Diavolo: Another dimension!?!? This is soo exciting! I've been yearning for something like this! It reminds me of a thing I read not so long ago in Youthful Fun 124!

Barbatos sighs and elbows Diavolo in an attempt to tell him that the situation is more serious than what he thinks.

Asmodeus: Uhm, guys? I don't see MC anywhere.. where could he have gone?

Satan: Perhaps he wasn't teleported with us and is left back in our dimension?

Simeon: That's probably the case yes.. hm.. Solomon? You said it's a dimension creation spell.. how long is it supposed to last?

The human looks over at Simeon and rethinks his answer before speaking.

Solomon: Actually... As I said something went wrong which results in me not knowing where we were sent to or for how much time..

Mammon: Solomon, ya rotten bastard! Now what do we do to get outta 'ere huh?!?!

Lucifer: Mammon, calm down. We just have to think of a spell that will get us out of this dimension. Yes, Solomon?

Lucifer strikes Solomon a stern look and he nods his head in return.

Solomon: That's right.. but the problem is that I'll need some time to resolve this.. also I might need some help..

Diavolo: Barbatos, Lucifer and I will help you, Solomon. Meanwhile we'll have to get used to this dimension. Let's talk to somebody to try and find out more about this place..

And so everyone walked around, looking for somebody they could talk to and soon enough they spotted a demon who had a dumb expression on his face, leaning against a wall. They walked up to him and immediately began asking questions. The demon answered each question and everyone got a pretty good grasp of the situation. The thing was when they mentioned their titles as Avatars of Sin or The future demon king the demon just stood in confusion, eyeing them with a questioning expression.

Demon: Avatar of Pride..? Greed? Envy? What are you talking about?

Lucifer: Yes. We are the seven rulers of the underworld. I'm the eldest and the Avatar of Pride.. this one is the Avatar of Greed and that one the Avatar of Envy...

The eldest pointed at each brother, stating their title but the demon he was talking to just shook his head.

Demon: I've never heard of demons like that. And rulers of the underworld? We have only one ruler.. well future ruler..

Upon hearing his words Diavolo looked high into the sky with a mix of confidence and smug in his expression.

Diavolo: That would be me. I am the future demon king! Lord Diavolo, son of the demon king himself!

Demon: What? Are you trying to impersonate the future demon king? That was one pathetic attempt..

Everyone's eyes widened upon hearing the demon's words.

Mephistopheles: Don't you dare speak like that to Diavolo himself! You better bow down to him and apologise this instant! That is disrespect towards the future demon king.

The demon laughs and shakes his head.

Demon: I'm not disrespecting anybody. I don't know this demon and I don't think anyone else here does.. also I think you are the ones disrespecting the future demon king. I shall report you to the royal guards for impersonating a member of the royal family.

And soon enough everyone found themselves at the entrance of the demon lord's castle. They were escorted there by guards upon hearing about the impersonation. After all impersonating members of the royal family was illegal and Diavolo had to face the consequences of his crime. They stood there waiting when all of a sudden the doors of the castle opened. The guards stated the arrival of the demon prince and bowed down upon seeing him. Though he was no other than MC. Everyone rubbed their eyes to make sure they were seeing things correctly and they were! MC was standing proudly before them, wearing royal attire and was talking to somebody who was standing beside him. Light was practically radiation off of MC. He looked so glorious and stunning that he could make anyone kneel out of free will before him.

Guard: Bow down, you idiots. This is the future demon king. Show some respect!

The brothers except Lucifer were fast to bow down before the royal figure, fast followed by the angels along with Solomon. Though Lucifer, Barbatos, Diavolo, Mephistopheles and Thirteen were still standing proudly as if they didn't hear the command from the guard. MC shot them a stern look and crossed his arms at his chest.

MC: Well? You were told to bow down, weren't you? So what are you waiting for?

Lucifer: MC we are not to bow down before you. You are well aware that we hold a higher rank than yours.

While the eldest spoke the rest of them bowed down and upon seeing that Lucifer wouldn't stop running his mouth, Diavolo pulled him down to bow before MC which also managed to shut him up.

MC just ignored Lucifer's words and spoke ahead.

MC: That's what I thought. You can stand normally now. And I would like to hear why you decided it was so funny to impersonate me. Is the title I hold so unimportant to you that you chose to mock it?

It was already obvious to everyone that the person standing before them wasn't the MC they knew. He didn't treat them with the usual warmth and didn't offer the so loved smile. Instead he was cold and distant. Something they've never witnessed in MC. A side they've never seen. They didn't know this side of him and they were starting to dislike it. On top of that they had to accept the fact that apparently they were nobodies. Diavolo wasn't the future demon king, the brothers weren't the rulers of the underworld, nor the Avatars of Sin and Barbatos wasn't the royal butler. They were regular demons in this dimension.

Diavolo raised his head and looked over at MC who had a stern look on his face.

Diavolo: I'm utterly sorry, your highness.. we come from... afar and weren't aware of your rank. Please accept my apology.

Everyone looked at Diavolo with utter surprise. He had just saved them from punishment, saying that they weren't locals. The brothers looked down, hiding their smiles while the rest just looked around.

MC: Oh so you aren't locals. Hm.. I see. I suppose that is understandable. You shall be forgiven but could I ask... Where do you come from? I'm well known throughout the entire Devildom. It's rare to see someone who doesn't know of me.

Silence followed. Diavolo was wondering whether it would be a good idea to tell MC in this dimension about what really happened. But before Diavolo could make up his mind Solomon was fast to speak.

Solomon: Your highness, we come from another dimension. We ended up lost here, caused by a malfunction of a spell.

MC's eyes widened for a second before he regained his composure once again.

Luke: Yea!! And in our dimension Diavolo is the future demon king so that is why we said he was the prince. Oh and-

Simeon looked over at Luke, silently telling him to shut up, before wrapping an arm around his shoulders and smiling.

Simeon: Yes, yes, Luke is right. It was just a misunderstanding, your highness.

MC nodded his head and offered the group a small smile.

MC: I understand your situation. I will gladly offer you a place to stay here in the castle until you resolve your issue. Also I will have my best people help with the process so you could return to your own dimension as fast as possible.

MC turned to Diavolo and bowed his head before speaking once again.

MC: I understand it must be a lot to handle, having to leave your people like that. I would fall in grief and would be extremely concerned.

Diavolo offered MC a big smile and nodded his head.

Diavolo: Thank you for understanding, MC

MC shot Diavolo a look of confusion and cleared his throat before speaking.

MC: Could I ask... How do you know my name?

Mammon: We know ya in our dimension, MC!

Asmodeus: Yes! You are part of our family!

Leviathan: Though you aren't a future demon king.. you're a...

Levi went silent so Satan cleared his throat.

Satan: A human.

MC nodded his head.

MC: Oh I see.. so in your dimension I'm a human and part of your family. That explains how you know my name.. well you've told me enough..

MC moved away from the doors and welcomed everybody to enter.

MC: Please make yourself at home. But make no mistake. You're guests here so please behave accordingly.

And so the brothers, the angels, the royals and Solomon began living in the demon lord's castle along with prince MC and his butler. MC offered help with finding a way to return home. He also gave them rooms and food. They had everything they could ask for. The only difference was MC. The brothers would always try to socialise with him but he would often push them away or be extremely distant when having a conversation. Everyone was weary of the situation and feeling the lack of the warmth MC would always offer. Though as time passed MC began opening up to everybody. Spending time with them. Having conversations with them, laughing with them and experiencing adventures along with them. It wasn't long before MC got back to his once radiant self. Everyone seemed happy about that fact until one day Solomon announced that he found a way to get back to their own dimension. And then the day came. Today was the day everyone would return back home to their regular dimension. The day was especially quiet. MC was preparing to say goodbye to the brothers and the others while they had mixed feelings. They wanted to return back home to their own dimension and their own MC but they also got close with this MC. Some of them were upset and torn while others hid their emotions. When the hour hit everyone gathered in one of the halls of the castle, ready to cast the spell and go home. MC had come along to say goodbye.

Solomon: It's time.

Diavolo nodded and looked over at Lucifer.

Diavolo: It's time to say goodbye. I know you and your brothers became really close with MC so go ahead and say your goodbyes.

Mammon was the first to run up to MC. He threw his arms around him in a warm hug, whispering a goodbye before returning back to the bunch. Next followed Levi, Satan, Asmo, Beel and Belphie. All of them shared a warm hug with MC. All of them saying how much they'll miss him before saying a final goodbye. Last was Lucifer. He walked up to MC and offered to shake his hand but instead MC pulled him into a hug. The eldest let out a subtle chuckle, before saying goodbye and returning back to his brothers. And so preparations were ready. Solomon cast the spell and just before they disappeared all of them spoke in one tone.

Everyone: Goodbye, MC! See you at home.

[misc-obeyme]

OKAY I SWEAR I'LL WRITE THE NEXT PART SOON, I WAS GONNA WRITE IT ON THE BUS BUT ALL MY NOTES ARE INSIDE MY SKETCHBOOK AND I'M NOT TAKING ANY CHANCES WITH THAT

anyway was daydreaming and trying to include all the characters and finally came up with stuff for beel and belphie

Beel is a mukbang content creator casually bc he once got invited to a stream with Levi so the food wouldn't go to waste and everyone enjoyed him so much they begged for him to start a channel

Belphie is an event photographer bc he always snagged really cool photos on his phone and attended lots of concerts and made a name for himself. He always got barricade and has an amazing time because beel is always right behind him and keeping him safe (basically a shield). He saved up for a camera and Dia asked him to photograph some events with the company to really build his portfolio

Mephisto is the pr manager and social media person for the hotel

Raphael is also a fashion student maybe?? But a year above asmo and solomon

OKAY THIRTEEN IS A TATTOO ARTIST WITH HER OWN SHOP. SHE DOES TATTOOS AND PIERCINGS AND HER OWN HAIR. She's the only one I trust to touch my hair and trim/dye it. She's done some tattoos on me, a piercing on mammon (heh), and a few tattoos on solomon. I gotta figure out what she did on Solomon. They're childhood friends and he was her practice canvas, but definitely probably things like stars. Maybe the nightmare banner skull ?!

there's probably more but I'm rushing bc it's hot af outside (90 degrees my ass i am dripping in sweat from walking from the bus stop) and im clocking in as i type this wkdkfj maybe I'll think of something better for Raphael but he probably does like. Really nice intricate pieces. And maybe handmade lace OKAY BYEEE

- ✨ anon

Okay Beel doing mukbang is genius, I would absolutely subscribe to that guy's channel.

And omg Belphie as a photographer! I love that, too!

Of course Mephisto is in PR adlkjfkldfj.

YES I looove Raphael making handmade lace! And you know he does it really old school style with all those billions of pins and such... He just totally strikes me as the type of guy who'd be into something really complicated like that.

I would sell my soul to have a tattoo or piercing done by Thirteen omg. Also what do you mean heh? Where is Mammon's piercing, huh?? I personally have a lot of piercing headcanons for him sdkfjdjff I can't help it. Also love the Solomon and Thirteen as childhood friends, absolutely excellent. Not to get nsfw here but I think it'd be cute if you all had a Thirteen tattoo or piercing but you didn't know until you were getting frisky 'cause it's all covered up hee hee~

Anyway, it's stupid hot here too but I hope you had a good day despite the heat!! I know this is a few days old now, I'm getting caught up on asks tonight!

[ophelia-ophelian]

Rating the LI in Obey Me based on how they put on chapstick

a/n: tell me why anytime I see a guy put on chapstick, he tenses up so much

Puts it on like a normal person:

Mephistopheles: 10/10, skin care galore, lets it moisturize his lips first before he drinks, eats, or kisses you. The only one I can forgive for accidentally not reapplying throughout the day because he forgot.

Barbatos: 9/10, no one sees him do it, but always has moisturized lips. I think the best of him, so I trust he does it like a normal person.

Asmodeus: 8/10, he is the only one who does it right. Lost points because he will kiss you on the cheek after putting it on and will get it all over your face.

Satan: 7/10, reapplies throughout the day, doesn't make a weird face, keeps the Devildom's version of Aquafor on him at all times. Went to the beach after applying Aquafor and his lips got severly sunburnt.

Purses his lips and runs it over his lips once and is like "yeah that'll do":

Lucifer: 6/10, he got points because he reapplies throughout the day and his face while putting it on his funny. One of the only who doesn't have chapped lips.

Simeon: 6/10, gets points because he's actually moisturized somehow, but makes a weird face. Learns later how to do it normally.

Mammon: 5/10, has to have moisturized lips because he models. Sometimes will get it outside his lips and it makes him look greasy (I do that in winter because I get so dry so I get it). Reapplies after eating, but that's it.

Puckers his lips tensely and only applies it on one lip and then rubs them together:

Beelzebub: 4/10, once in the morning, doesn't reapply, has moderately chapped lips. Only get him Vaseline because the fruit flavored ones will make him pick and chew on his lips subconsciously, making his lips more chapped, which leads him to chew off the dead skin, which makes his lips more chapped, which leads to--

Leviathan: 2/10, CHAPPED LIPS. Doesn't help that he picks as his hands, lips, skin, acne, etc., leads to chapped lips. Is only fine after he spends a day outside -- which is never (Levi ily but seriously, go look at clouds) or after he goes swimming or whatever his part reptile ass does (he is my favorite to hate on he's wonderful guys I promise)

Chapped lips:

Thirteen: 4/10, she does regularly apply, she is just cursed with the girl problem of always having chapped lips. Me too... Me too...

Belphegor: 1/10, gets points for trying, he rubs it all off as soon as someone isn't watching because he doesn't like the texture. No matter what kind you get him, his face always looks greasy. You realize because, if he doesn't wipe it off, he sleeps with it on... Getting it to smear all over his face.

Kisses it off your lips:

Diavolo: 8/10, gets major points because his lips aren't chapped because he gets the expensive skin care regimen and is a moisturized king. Loses points because kissing it off of you instead of just putting on his own because you have to reapply, which then he kisses off, which makes you reapply, which then he kisses it off--

Solomon: 0/10, does it purely to annoy you. Will purposely make his lips chapped so you have to kiss his crusty self. Love him though, F for favoritism.

[renee-writer]

Awake Chapter 159 Six Weeks

AO3

Time passed and despite the near constant fear they all lived under, life went on.

 

The twins are almost two and a party is planned for them. Their parents are inviting Renee and Phil. They need to get reacquainted with the boys and meet Faith. With all the vampires and werewolves in the house, it is also the perfect time. They will be safe.

 

Before this though, another event that Bella and Jacob were looking forward to takes place, her postpartum exam. They arrange for the children to spend a few hours with the Cullen’s after.

 

“If this to awkward, we can have Sam and Em watch them.” Bella offered earlier that week.

 

“And deny Rose the chance of hours with the children? I think not.”

 

“It isn’t Rose I am concerned about.”

 

“I know. He knows what this appointment is means. You are married, a point he also understands.”

 

“Understanding and being okay with it are to separate things.”

 

“True. I can’t say he is okay with it, not fully. In time, maybe. He will still want the children here. He trusts us over the wolves, no offense.”

 

“Nine taken. I get it. So it isn’t a problem?”

 

“Not at all. You come by for the appointment, leave the children with us and come get them later.”  He is smiling.

 

That is what they are doing today. Extra diapers are packed for all, bottles of breast milk for Faith. She still isn’t taken the bottle very well. Bella will nurse her before she leaves. The bottle is just a precaution. They plan on being back before she needs to eat again. It has been three months though and they are still newlyweds.

 

“You are fully healed.”

 

“That is good.”

 

“As these pregnancy was very difficult, I am glad as your physician and friend to see you and Faith doing so well.”

 

“Me too.”

 

“Do you plan on any more pregnancies?”

 

She doesn’t have to think about it. “Not any time soon.”

 

“Good. Your body needs time to heal, to fully recover and strengthen. Same as before, as you are nursing, barrier methods only. Use them religiously.”

 

“Yes we will. Thanks Carlisle.” She hugs him.

 

“You are quite welcome. Though this  I  am not the only one to thank. I had nothing to do with her delivery .”

 

“True. Where is he?”

 

“With Rose and the children, I believe.”

 

“I will talk to him on the way out.”

 

“Don’t worry about the children. They will be fine.”

 

“We know. Thanks again for the alone time.” Jacob says.

 

“You’re welcome. Thank you for letting Rose play mommy for awhile.”

 

At reaching the living room, the boys run up to them.

 

“Hello, my loves. Have you been good?” She bends down and hugs then to herself.

 

“Yes, stay and play?” Samuel asks.

 

“Oh yes you can.” His daddy’s smile is wide.

 

“All is well then.” Edward asks.

 

“Very well due partly to you. The way you delivered Faith so easily. Thank you Edward.”

 

“You are welcome Bella. God deserves the thanks. I had no idea what I was doing.”

 

“Thank You God for using his hands to safely deliver her.” She turns to Rose, “I need to nurse her before I leave.” Once she is done, she hands her to Rose to burp.

 

“Boys, mommy and daddy will be back in a little while. You guys have fun but obey  your aunties and uncles.” She gave them hugs and kisses.

 

“We love you.” Samuel says while Solomon nods. Their daddy also says goodbye.

 

Carlisle watching from the doorway, frowns when , once again, Samuel speaks for them both with Solomon nodding along.

 

“You guys have fun. Take your time. They are fine.” Rose is grinning.

 

“Thanks Rose.”

 

“Thanks Rose.” Jacob has a huge smile. Bella catches Edwards eye and sees the wistfulness, what could have been. She gives him a sad smile as she walks out, hand in hand, with her husband.

 

Carlisle studies the twins as they interact. He then walks in and takes Solomon to the side away from Samuel and all else.

 

“Solomon, are you having fun?” Solomon looks over to Samuel and Carlisle gently moves his face  back to his, “Uncle Carlisle isn’t asking Samuel. I am asking Solomon. Are you having fun?” He nods.

 

“Use your words. Solomon tells Uncle Carlisle, yes or no, using his voice.”

 

He nods again but won’t speak.

 

“Okay. Go play with your brother.”

 

“What is it, Carlisle? What is wrong with him?” Edward asks.

 

“It might just be a twin thing with him relaying on Samuel to speak for him, for them both. I am going to suggest to Bella and Jacob that they have some time apart. See if that helps.”

 

“If it doesn’t ?”

 

Carlisle hesitates then sighs. “He may be autistic.”

 

“Autism? That isn’t good.”

 

“No, but caught early there is stuff they can do. We can also help.”

 

“I pray it is just a twin thing.”

 

“Me too son.”

[charlesdesvoeux]

terror rewatch time!!! i'll be using this post to comment on ep. 7 "horrible from supper" block the tag terrorwatch2 if you'd like :-)

"see you in a months time mr. hickey" you guys don't know what happened to me when I first watched this. and I can't put it into words either

waaaait is this the moment where hickey zeroes in on tozer. "i hope I'm stood next to you when it comes" and of course he meant it as "so I can shove you to the creature and not me" but ec's delusional ass was like "oh. he desires me carnally" which to be fair was also true, I think, even this early. AND BILLY MAKING SUCH A WEIRD FACE IN THE BACKGROUND TOO.

i love that billy was the first one to express mutinous intentions. AND HICKEY TOUCHING HIS WAIST WHEN HE TELLS HIM TO SPEAK HIS MIND AAAAAAA

hartnell ❤️❤️❤️ also hodge kinda looking :-/ and hickey noticing it.......

collins :-((( trystan gravelle the actor that you are.......

goodsir trying to protect silna from the lead poisoning tipping hickey off that something was wrong!!!! also the brewing dissatisfaction expressed by tommy armitage!!!!

and of course, the burden of morfin and tozer of being the only two men who know that they are even more doomed than they thought they were, that lieutenant fairholme is dead and his men are dead and really they're all living dead men right now. i hadn't noticed they were tied by this, and then later tozer mercy-kills him.

also of course crozier choosing to keep this from the crew also brewing dissatisfaction. as blanky said to jfj "if you're gonna keep things from the men you need to give them something in return"!!!!!

little crozier dad son bonding time 🥹

tozer trying to get the mutiny boys guns and crozier being like ok until he hears. of course. mr. hickey. SOLOMON YOU FUMBLED THAT ONE. "The reason is sound, some of those names are not"

"My head. Cut it off. Put it with the others". We circle back to the idea of what is "a mercy" that was also very present in the last episode.

the cut from harry and silna together, to harry alone facing in the direction she had been the past night....... oh my god.......

funny thing is. hickey wanted to be noticed by crozier so bad. and if he had just done his fucking job well and been a nice person he probably would have been noticed and well regarded just like hartnell was. thing is though hickey doesn't even necessarily care for the "well regarded part" he just wants to be SEEN and if it's for being a shithead so be it (we can see that in his first interaction with goodsir, clearly goodsir dislikes him but still hickey beams with joy because AT LEAST HE WAS SEEN)

"that is my job you are shaving away" they were fucking crazy for that.

hodge not being at the command meeting probably really got under his skin.

ooooooh crozier promoting jopson is on one hand a good idea and in the other a bad one. bc "it's never been done" so I guess it highlights how bullshit that whole hierarchical system which divides human beings into "officers" and "men" is bullshit and it'll probably foster resentment. but it's also good for crozier bc it means there's someone he trusts in a position of authority.

"some modicum of protocol must be observed, even here" oh but soon this'll break too. don't worry.

re: the lead poisoned cans i must say once again hickey is actually a smart person. thing is he is also a narcissist with god delusions and thus he fucks up more than he should and doesn't usually learn from his mistakes because well. narcissism.

just the fact that hickey and tozer can pull hodge aside and talk so frankly about everything and call francis not "the captain" or "Mr. Crozier" but just. "crozier" something which even like 2 months ago would have been unthinkable. it shows how inadequate these structures they have are in the face of that landscape, those odds, those circumstances.

this reveals so much about both hodge and hickey!!!! "I'm not a captain, I'm not made of that" "you can be whatever you need to be now" which is ec's whole life philosophy.

also "let me be your lieutenant" he knows how to play psychologically..... an officer would balk at allowing himself to be led by a caulker's mate....... so he must think he is the leader..... while clearly hickey is running the operation.

when hodge takes armitage and pocock (new terror guy unlocked!!!) and jirv realizes then that he must take hickey he looks SO UNCOMFORTABLE

"The captain said so, didn't he?" That the netsilik would help them and yup he was right, at which moment hickey realizes it would be useful to kill the both of them and pin it on the netsilik and then kill the netsilik so as to leave no trace of his fuckery in order to further undermine crozier too

"my name is lieutenant john irving of her majesty's royal navy" and the way. the way this means nothing to them. babyboy. forget about being an officer. try being a man.

THE WAY HE IS ALMOST CRYING WHEN HE JUST SAYS "JOHN".

and like. the way he kills john feels so. professional. practiced. even before we get the confirmation that he indeed killed cornelius hickey we get the impression that ec has killed before. ec was a killer; cornelius hickey was not. but now cornelius hickey is a killer too.

[not-krys]

[Repost] Abandoned - Miri

Part of this set of WIP Wednesdays

It's my goal to make sure that Miri gets interactions with all the obey me cast in some form or another. I'm also a fan of Big Bro Levi that cares for his younger sibling.

Raw, unedited writing. Spoilers for Lesson 34 of Obey Me Nightbringer and Miri almost drowning.

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Miri turned on her side, coughing and sputtering, her pink curls limp and wet against her head. Her chest felt sore and her vision felt fuzzy, but she could breathe again. She wasn’t surrounded by water anymore, but her clothes were clinging to her, heavy as bricks and making all kinds of wet, squishing sounds.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Levi’s worried gaze, his own hair and clothes soaked. His lip was quivering, almost on the verge of tears.

“…Miri?” he said quietly.

She coughed again, catching her breath easier than before, and tried to smile for him.

“I’m okay, Levi,” her voice rasped, “I’m okay.”

Despite both of them still being soaked through, Levi wrapped his arms around her, awkwardly at first, but soon, she could hear the rapid beating of his heart.

“Why?” he asked, “You’re human! You can’t breathe underwater! You could have killed yourself!”

“I was worried about you.”

“Don’t go risking your life on me, Miri!” His grip tightened. “I’m pathetic and useless, I’m not worth risking your human life on!”

“Sorry, but you weren’t letting me in. So, I had to force my way in.”

“At the risk of you dying?!”

“I’ve done stupider life in my life, trust me.”

“Not stupider than this!”

“Don’t go making that bet, Levi.”

“Mi-, ugh, don’t change the subject!”

He sniffled, burying his face in her shoulder.

“Don’t go risking yourself for me like that, Miri. You have people back in the human world worried about you. Family… friends.. m-maybe even someone… you… you…you know, like-like? You don’t have to be here babysitting my brothers… me… especially me. You could be… you could be…”

If he only knew, Miri thought sadly. Her fingers tightened in his shirt, wringing out some of the water, her hands clammy and damp. She bit her lip.

“Levi,” she spoke quietly, trying to be gentle with her words, “getting home… it’s important to me, of course. But…” More water ran down her hand as she pulled tighter, “all of you are also just as important to me. Especially counting you.”

Levi shuddered.

“I mean it.” Miri said, “you… you taught me how important it is to be passionate about what you love, no matter what anyone else says or thinks. Even for things others may think of as unimportant… or worthless, at worst.”

“And,” she continued. “I’m glad you were there for me at the Fountain of Knowledge. You, and Asmo, and Mammon, too.”

“Lucifer was on the war path, how could I-?” Levi flushed, “I�� I didn’t do much to protect you though. That was you and Solomon, standing up to Lucifer like that…”

“You still came though, when you could have stayed behind with anyone else…”

Levi grumbled and hid in her shoulder again. Miri brushed back his damp hair, smiling.

“You’re like a brother… no, you are a brother to me. No matter where I go in the universe, that’ll always be a fact. A universal truth. There’s no else I’d rather play RPGs with, watch tear-inducing animes with, wear matching cosplays with-”

“Matching…cosplays?”

“You know, our matching Ruri-chan and-” Miri froze, wondering if she had said too much.

“A-anyway… you’re my big brother! And I’m sorry if what me and Solomon were talking about upset you. As much as getting back is important for me, my family here is important to me too. I wouldn’t abandon you guys for no reason.”

Outside of external timey-wimey shenanigans and a chaos being wanting to fuck with her head, Miri thought bitterly.

“Family?”

“Yeah, my family. A found family, if you wanna think of it that way. I.. Well, I literally fell here and… you guys found me, and I found you, in a way.”

“Found family, like in manga…”

“And, even if we have to part ways someday, we’re still family, even if we’re apart, right?”

“Y-yeah, we’re still family. Even if we’re apart.”

The two hugged again, wet clothes squishing and slopping against each other.

“…We probably should find a change of clothes at some point.”

“Agreed. But the entire house is flooded. As is most of Devildom.”

“…Everyone is pissed, aren’t they.”

“Wet and livid, yeah.”

Levi hid his face again, grumbling apologies as Miri smiled with a sigh.

[solomons-finest-rum]

Hello! I saw you were maybe open to possible suggestions for Alfie ideas or headcanons. Would you maybe be open to a fic or cannons. With Alfie and a wife reader. Like she comes in to the bakery one day panicking because someone shot Cyril when she was out with him. she just ranting,worried about a guy hurting her dog not realizing they were trying to hurt her. And Alfie is trying to calm her down. Cyril lives though. then she realized they wanted her she goes off on the shooter. U don’t have 2

"A Decent Bastard" — (Alfie Solomons x fem!Reader)

SUMMARY — It was just another morning; you went out for a walk, got attacked by Alfie's enemies, came back bleeding to his bakery barely standing. Obviously, Alfie craves revenge and his rage turns murderous.

AUTHOR’S NOTE — Thank you so so so much for trusting me with your request, Anon! I hope it's what you wanted. In the middle of writing it I learned something about myself and that is: I'm shit at headcanons. I hope a fic is better ❤️❤️❤️

WORD COUNT — 1,358

Masterlist

You knew perfectly well that most of the time Alfie was only pretending not to be worried about you. True, he wasn’t the most affectionate of men and he certainly did not serve as the prime example of husbands… Matter of fact, your marriage was the reason you were no longer on speaking terms with some of the people who had previously claimed to be an integral part of your existence. But they didn’t know Alfie like you did.

Alfie was your man, your friend, your literal guardian angel. Not many people knew that underneath that gruff exterior was a good decent man that did his very best not to come out to others; he was a bastard to everyone else, but a gentle and thoughtful bastard to you.

That good side of him was of course part of the reason why Alfie reacted the way he did when two of his men barged into his office in the early afternoon and both looked like they'd seen a ghost.

“Fuck off!” served as the standard Alfie greeting, that was until both took off their caps and looked at each other, actually concerned.

“What?” Alfie asked them and put down his paper.

“Boss…” One of them, apparently the braver, spoke up first, but no words could possibly describe what came next.

As soon as you appeared behind his workers, pale and tired and barely standing, Alfie stood up and with one word decided:

“Out. The lot of ya, out!!!”

He was by your side in seconds and you chuckled softly, because suddenly a thought hit you that a man built so heavily surely had no business to be so quick.

“Shh, there, luv, I got ya, alright… There we are, nothin’s gonna hurt ya, come ‘ere…”

There was an immediate difference in how he spoke to you, voice low and soft and strong arms wrapped protectively around you.

“They got him,” you managed to say, leaning on him to stay upright.

“Darlin’…”

“They… I think they got him.”

“Luv, you’re bleedin.”

“No,” you shook your head, “or wait… I think I am.”

“Fuck’s sake, the fuck happened to ya?!” Alfie led you into a chair and then suddenly out of nowhere you were in the presence of Captain Solomons.

Alfie the soldier was only one of his many personas, at least one he had told you about. You knew your man had lived many lives before he met you. For now, Captain Solomons took over in him with the stoic movements and careful assessment of the situation.

Alfie was quick, but steady in the way he tended to you. He whipped out the first aid supplies completely out of nowhere and you smiled when he crouched down beside you to carefully remove your blood-soaked blouse. All the while you were certain that though the glass walls of Alfie’s dark office wouldn’t normally provide you much privacy, in a situation such as this none of his men would dare so much as to glance inside.

“What happened?” he asked you and you winced when he got to disinfecting the wound. “Who did that to ya?”

“Alfie…”

“Who? I need names, right? ‘Cause I’m gonna kill him…”

“No, they… They got Cyril,” you said weakly and held onto his forearm when he reapplied the disinfectant. It hurt like hell.

You looked at him and he met your gaze and let you squeeze as hard as you had to. You let go when you saw how deep your nails dug in the skin.

“Oh, God…”

“Shh.” He rolled down his sleeve and that was the end of that. “What do ya mean he got Cyril? Where is he?”

“I was in the park.” You closed your eyes because he was dressing the wound now and that part was almost pleasurable. Had it not been so bloody painful everywhere else. “I was in the park… We went for a walk. Our usual spot…”

“What?!”

“Well, I know you don’t approve, but I was just so sick and tired of staying at home…”

“An’ there was good reason for it, Y/N!”

You sighed and looked at the bandage.

“Are they gonna take my arm, soldier?”

“Don’t fuckin’ joke like that,” Alfie grunted and you looked away.

“Fine. But Cyril is gone. And they tried to shoot him, but…”

Alfie got up to clean his hands from all the blood. You looked after him and judged by his silence just how naive your thinking had been.

Of course they weren’t going for the dog. The bullet had just grazed you, but they weren’t coming for Cyril. And Alfie knew that, too. Captain Solomons went away then and your mad boss of Camden came out to play. You could see that by the way his posture changed and how hard he clenched his jaw.

No, they weren’t there to shoot the dog. Alfie knew. He had been on the real side of the business since he was barely ten years old. Suddenly you felt smaller than ever before.

“I’m sorry,” you offered, but he didn’t listen.

You could tell a plan was forming already in that brilliant head of his.

As expected, you weren’t involved in Alfie’s plans. As a matter of fact, you were locked in the house, with some of the most deadly of Alfie’s men guarding the outside. Alone and in pain, you roamed the halls of the townhouse like a ghost. You didn’t even bother to turn on the lights or light any fires.

It wasn’t that you necessarily wanted to run out there and shoot people alongside your husband, but with the things being how they were… You, here and helpless and him – just… out there.

Well, you wanted to do something.

It was nearly midnight when the front door slammed and you immediately jumped out of your seat and ran downstairs. You only had your nightgown on and in all that darkness you truly stayed authentic to your new ghostly persona.

“Fuckin’ hell, it’s like a tomb in here! Fuck’s sake, woman, we can afford electricity, you know…! Ah. There you are. You awake?”

You gasped when you saw the state of your husband, but then your focus went straight to Cyril. He was standing there at Alfie’s side, safe and sound. The loyal and obedient beast he was, too, because Alfie didn’t even need to use a lead to keep the dog close.

“Oh, God!” You knelt before the dog and wrapped your arms around him, leaving wet kisses all over his snout and soft ears.

“Yeah, don’t mind me, right, I’m just gonna stand here until ya’ve kissed the bloody dog proper, no big fuckin’ deal…” Alfie grumbled.

You laughed and looked at him, then laughed again when you noticed his exasperated expression. There was another side to your husband, beside all his other personas, and it was one of a very, very neglected street child.

“What happened to you?” you asked, still on your knees and hugging the dog.

Cyril, the calmest dog in the whole of England, just stood there patiently, panting happily and enjoying the attention.

“Nothin’. Play with the dog, why don’t ya.”

“Stop it!” You got up and wrapped your arms so tightly around Alfie that he grunted in pain.

“Yeah, all right, not so tight, fuck, yer gonna kill me…”

“Where were you?” You buried your face against his shoulder.

“Nowhere.”

“And whose blood is this?”

Silence. You looked up and this time Alfie met your gaze.

“Not mine, innit…”

You let out a long sigh and nodded.

“Is it dealt with?”

Alfie frowned at how calm and serious you suddenly were and said nothing.

“Alfie.”

“Hm.”

“Is it done?”

There was blood on his face, blood on his hands, blood on his shirt and what you knew was graveyard dirt on his boots.

“Alfie?”

He shook his head, then cupped your face in his hands, finally deciding to treat you like an adult.

“It’s done.”

You closed your eyes and nodded.

“Good. And come closer already.”

“Yeah?”

“Yes, you goon! Your wife needs a proper kiss.”

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[666writingcafe]

We've Arrived

MC

As soon as I land in front of the entrance of the reaper's cave, I feel increased pressure in my head. Solomon would probably tell me that it's just my body's reaction to traveling through the portal, except that this didn't happen the last time, and we were traveling between realms.

Looking around, I see that Asmo, Mammon, and Levi ended up landing on top of each other, while everyone else landed upright.

"Well, I couldn't have asked for a better landing," Solomon remarks, causing the three demons on the ground to glare at him. The sorcerer simply shrugs and tells them that they should have watched where they landed.

I tune out everyone talking amongst themselves as I take in my surroundings. It seems as though Solomon's reaper is nowhere to be found. The cave itself looks abandoned, like no one has stepped foot inside for thousands of years.

If it weren't for the note written in fresh blood, I'd say that Solomon has led us astray.

Wait.

Why is there a note written in blood?

"Guys," I call out to the others. "You might want to look at this."

"It looks like it's for Solomon," Satan observes once everyone has gathered around me. "And it does not seem inviting at all."

"Attention Solomon, you damned pest of a magician, just try sneaking inside my cave while I'm gone and I promise you, I'll make you pay," Levi reads.

I'll take your candle and trample it, boil it, knead it, flatten it into a paper-thin pancake, and chop it into a million pieces! Then your soul will be mine, you boneheaded fool!

Great. Just great.

I know that once someone possesses you, your mind basically turns into a revolving door that anyone can enter and leave whenever they want, but still. Why now?

"You have to admit, that's pretty funny," Solomon chuckles.

It wasn't meant to be funny, you imbecile! I am trying to threaten you!

What exactly did Solomon do to you? I ask the female-sounding voice in my head.

It's a long story...wait. Is this MC?

Last I checked. Why?

I have heard so much about you. It's amazing that something that appears so ordinary is the complete opposite.

Was that a backhanded compliment?

"The reaper's cave consists of five levels, each one deeper than the last," Solomon explains to us. "The usual rules of the human world, Devildom, or Celestial Realm do not apply here. This is the reaper's domain. If you break any of their rules, then a truly terrifying punishment awaits you."

"Sounds dangerous," I respond.

Don't worry, MC. I'll make sure nothing happens to you.

Why should I trust you? I don't even know your name.

I'm Thirteen, and you are currently standing in front of my cave.

[angeladore]

                  ❝ They react to your family betraying you ❞

# GENRE: angst & comfort

# PAIRING: Older Brothers x GN!Reader

# WARNINGS: betrayal, being called names, the boys get really mad & overprotective, food poisoning, murder, blood mentions

# NOTES: i know i said i might make a part two for the others, but sadly i couldn’t find inspiration to write for them.

Diavolo had let you and Solomon go to the human world to visit your family, while Solomon had to do some stuff there. No one really knew about how abusive your family could get first off starts as mental abuse, soon turned into physical abuse. You thought maybe they might’ve changed after all these years, but you were wrong.

You entered their driveway, knocking on the door awkwardly, your Father opened it and smiled “Mc! I’m so glad you’re finally home, we have a visitor currently. Her name is Maryin and she’s a witch that came to make a deal with us.” You raised a brow in suspicion, he never has been this nice and what is this deal about? “What is the deal?”

“You’ll see later on, come in and have a seat with us we baked something.” He held the door open as you took a step in, looking around to make sure nothing was too weird. It seemed pretty weird because the air was usually tense, you walked towards the dining room to where your brother and mother sat. Where was this “witch”?

“MC!! Come sit beside me!” Your little brother said while smiling, he was always nice to you unlike your parents. You smiled and nodded, going to sit beside him. You and your brother were having a conversation before the lights above the dining room started flickering a bit, your brother was scared and hid his face in his hands. The flickering stopped once your dad came and brought 4 cake slices, it was your favourite kind as well. Your father placed the cakes down in front of everyone and sat down beside your mother.

“To celebrate MC’s come back!” Your mother said while happily smiling, the others took a bite of their cake you examined yours to make sure nothing was wrong with it, when you saw it looked normal you slowly took a bite. It tasted normal and you took more bites until you started feeling uneasy, you looked around the room. There were weird figure watching you from each corner, the room was spinning and you felt like you were going to throw up. You quickly got up and left the house as you heard your parents laughing getting distorted, running outside and far from the house, you knew you shouldn’t have trusted them. You slid against a cold wall of a empty ally, holding your stomach before you violently started coughing. You could feel a weird feeling on his pact mark and then it glowed.

He didn’t know what was happening in the moment, all he felt was a string pulling him to you, and then he saw your pale face.

00:01 LUCIFER

— As soon as Lucifer saw you, he felt sick himself. What happened? You were supposed to have a fun time here, not ending up sick to your stomach as you saw creepy illusions everywhere you looked. He kneeled down infront of you as soon as he see’s you, he takes your hands and holds them with one of his hands while the other brushes and hair of your face “MC, what happened?” he says as he looks over you with concern, then noticed you were holding your stomach “I was with my family and.. they gave me some cake, it looked normal but i guess it wasn’t..” He looked shocked, then asking a question that came quickly to his mind “Do you still have this piece of cake? I could examine it and find out what has happened.” You looked up at him, responding to his question “It should still be on the table in the house, unless they threw it out already.”

Lucifer nods and helps you up, carrying you in his arms as you give him directions, feeling weaker by every passing moment. As you guys arrive at the door, he puts you down but keeps his arm around your waist for support, he knocks on the door and awaits for the answer. You grow more nervous by the second as a bunch of questions pop up in your mind, you could see the blurred creatures whenever you came near the house and felt more dizzy. You held onto him as your sight whirled, squeezing your eyes shut as you waited for the feeling to stop. He rubbed soothing circles onto your back and calmed you a bit, suddenly you heard the door open “Oh MC? Who is this man your with? Don’t tell me that you dated another one just to make yourself feel better!” Your mother laughed and Lucifer smiled, one you known wasn’t his real genuine smile but was one more sinister like.

“I would like you to know that I am their boyfriend and soon to be husband, now of you’ll excuse us we came here to get something.” Your mother stood in shock at his sudden turn of tone, she opened the door and let you guys in while cursing under her breath. You brought Lucifer with you to the dining room, the cake was still there thankfully. Lucifer grabbed the cake with his hand and held onto you as you started to swat weirdly. You saw more of the weird figures ghosting over you, cold winds suddenly went through the house, even Lucifer was shocked at this and quickly pulled you out of the house, going to a place without many people and summoning a portal before holding you by the waist with one arm and entering.

You couldn’t take everything that was happening, as you guys entered the Devildom you were in the castle for some reason. Your vision started going blurry, black spots and you heard Diavolo and Lucifers voices becoming muffled, you tried to steady yourself but then everything went black and you had passed out. Lucifer ran beside you and held you close, asking Diavolo if he could grab a drink with sugar in it to keep you up once you were awake. Lucifer held you into his chest and sat you up a bit, he already knew what had happened to the food, some kind of hidden leaf was in it and had a cursed spell on it. You started to wake up, opening your eyes, sight was still blurry but you could see raven black hair and could tell it was Lucifer by his Cologne. Diavolo had came back just in time with a glass of Sugary mango juice and gave it to Lucifer who had put the glass against your bottom lip, gesturing you to open your mouth, you did as he asked and drank in the sugary beverage. Your vision was back to normal and hearing was slowly coming back, Diavolo & Lucifer looked at you in concern. “Are you alright MC? You can rest in one of my guest rooms for now.” Diavolo asked and you nodded, you needed some rest after all that happened. Lucifer carried you and put you into a guest bed that was comfortable and pulled the blankets over you, kissing you before leaving. “Stay here and rest Love, i’ll be back soon.”

Lucifer came back and discarded the cake, he knew what he had to do. Figure out who the witch was and who let them put the leaf in your food and discard them. When you were still resting he went to the Human Realm and snuck into your house, the time was already night and your parents were in the living room laughing and watching TV like nothing had happened. He grinned sadistically as a dark aura surrounded him, the parents turning around and staring in shock. He then transformed into his demon from and laughed “You guys sure seem startled, it looks you do NOT know how to treat my lover right. They’re safe with me and will never see you two again.” Lucifer says before screams were heard from the house, he left and went back into the portal with blood all over him. Your parents had gone missing after that night, Lucifer made sure they had a special place in Hell.

00:02 MAMMON

— “Oi MC, whadya think summoning the Mammon wh-“ Mammon stopped instantly once he saw the state you were in, he knew that you couldn’t have summoned him either because of how weak you currently were. He quickly ran to your side and pulled you into a hug protecting you from the cruel world, stroking your hair “Who did this to ya?” He asks while cupping your cheek, making you look at him “My f..family..” you answer while you head stirs, he quickly picks you up and summons a portal while getting you to his room in your real home. He lays you on his comfortable bed before sitting beside you, pulling you into his embrace “What kind of family do ya have? They should never treat my precious human like that!”

“They’ve always been like that.. I thought they would change maybe for once, i was foolish for thinking t..that.” That’s what angered him, how dare some idiots hurt you in any way they were not going to get away with this one. You cling onto his chest as you started sobbing, your stomach pain got worse, it felt like 100 needles were stabbing you in the guts. Mammon held you close to him, he was warm and his cologne scent made you feel a bit better but the pain was unbearable. “Stay here, i’ll go see if i can find any pills that could help with the pain for now!” Mammon said before he gently went out of your embrace before running down to the kitchen, grabbing some water and a bottle of pain tolerance pills. You whined as a bigger shock of pain went through you, you hugged his pillow and cried into it.

Mammon came back as fast as he could, putting the glass of water on the nightstand beside his bed and poured a few pills out into his hand, handing two of them to you “This is some pills that are human safe, I got them when I was out there in case something happens.” You put the pills into your mouth, Mammon handed you the cold water and you drank them down as you sipped on the cool water. You felt a little better, having to wait for the pills to fully kick in, you put the glass down. Mammon layed beside you again, holding you in his warm arms and kissing the back of your head. “Hey, it’ll be okay you should rest for a bit and i’ll see if i can buy anything else to soothe ya.” You nodded as you drifted off to sleep, he felt bad for leaving but he had to deal with those scums who hurt you so they couldn’t hurt you anymore.

Mammon wouldn’t want to make his identity obvious, after all he didn’t want to deal with Lucifers big speeches about “rules”, so he put a black hoodie over his head and a mask to wear before summoning a portal near the house. He slowly entered the backyard, seeing that your parents were in the pool and hadn’t yet noticed him. He had a good idea, he put a spell that was electric inside of the pool. Suddenly they with got electrified and hurried out of the pool wincing in pain, they looked up and saw Mammon rip off his hoodie and mask before “Don’t ya ever think of messing with my Human again, unless ya liked what just happened!” They both were shocked at his sudden outburst and watched him disappear, they didn’t know where he went but once they went inside the house most of their expensive items were missing.

Mammon came back with lots of money and gifts for you to make you feel better, such as a nicer blanket, a necklace that would match with him, a few new clothes and your comfort foods. Once he arrived back he changed into his PJ’s and layed next to you in bed, wrapping his arms around you this time not letting go. “I love you my treasure, no one can hurt ya as long as i’m here.”

00:03 LEVIATHAN

— “I was in the middle of playing a game..” he didn’t notice you at first because it was pretty dark in the alley, but then once the sun went over he froze once he saw your pale form. At that moment he turned serious then he’s ever been, helping you up and asking what had happened and once you explained he was almost seething with anger. Why would someone even think of doing that to someone as kind as you? People didn’t call him The Grand Admiral of Hells Navy for nothing. First he had to tend to the spell they put on you, then he would deal with those monsters of a family. He quickly opened a portal and you guys landed in his room, he was quick to remove the spell. You felt better but you were still feeling really tired and uneasy. “You can rest for a while i’ll be back soon.” You fell asleep before you can respond,sinking your head into his soft pillows.

Leviathan left shortly after you fell asleep, opening a portal that went straight to the house. He didn’t even knock, he just entered seeing your parents just set a trigger off & if that wasn’t bad enough they were already talking bad about you. “MC is so useless, i hope that spell worked to its fullest.” Your mother laughed after saying those words, they still couldn’t see Leviathan in view, he just waited in the shadows until the perfect time. “Me too, I think the witch said it’ll give them a bad disease if they consumed all of the cake, but MC stopped and only ate half of the piece.” That’s what set him off, he summoned Lotan in an instant almost, flooding the house with the monsters inside of it. “If you dare speak about MC like that again, I will reserve you a spot in Lotans stomach!” Leviathan then left after that quickly, getting into a portal before making sure you were okay and not in pain. Once he saw you were fine he sighed happily and gave you a kiss on your cheek before blushing and realizing what he had did “Ahh! I just kissed MC..”

[tommyhardyx]

Cumulonimbus Clouds

Pairing: Alfie Solomons x Reader Word Count: 1.2K Request: @calummss asked: Basically fem! reader gets hurt which was meant for Alfie and he’s super angry, livid even but soft with her? Like he has this side he would only show to her? Warnings: violence, blood, swearing, mention of sexual assault (no depiction) Note: I'm so sorry it's taken me so long to write anything new for you guys! Life has really gotten in the way recently but I'm trying to prioritise writing again so hopefully I'll be able to get more fics to you soon! Thanks for being so patient and I hope you enjoy!

The first thing you notice as you wake up is the pain. Searing, almost unbearable pain you’ve never experienced before. You slowly open your eyes, though your eyelids are so heavy as if they don’t want to open. The harsh light of the room you’re in is blinding when  you manage to get your eyes open a crack so you quickly squeeze them shut again.

You raise an unsteady hand to cover your eyes, muscles straining in the effort and you let out a hiss of pain as your fingers brush against your bruised skin.

“y/n?”

It’s Ollie’s voice that breaks the silence, now you’re more awake you notice the concern in his voice.

Carefully you move your hand to uncover your eyes, opening just one eye as you look up into the familiar face.

“How do you feel?”

Ollie’s voice is soft as he moves to kneel beside the couch, though his hands are steady as he reaches for you and pulls back Alfie’s coat that you realise someone had draped over you like a blanket, in an effort to look at the bandages wrapped around your body.

“I… well probably as bad as i look judging by your face,” you mumble, noting the look of relief from Ollie at your small attempt at humour.

He replaces the coat over your body, his hands so careful as if he’s scared you’re going to break.

“Where’s Alfie?” you ask, looking around Alfie’s office.

“He’s uh…” Ollie trails off when a booming voice shouts in the warehouse, his features pinching into a wince. “On his way by the sound of it. I’m telling you now, he’s not happy about what happened.”

The door bursts open, slamming against the wall behind it before bouncing back towards your husband as he bursts into the room.

His entrance doesn’t shock you, though even if it did you wouldn’t have the energy to react anymore than to stare at him. His face is pulled tight in a snarl, his whole body tense and on edge as he looks over you and you’re sure by his reaction you must look terrible.

Ollie doesn’t wait to be told, he simply gives you a nod before leaving the room without a glance at Alfie knowing all too well that Alfie never directs that anger at you.

As the door closes behind Ollie, you reach out a hand towards your husband fingers wiggling as you reach for his own.

“Alfie come here,” you mutter.

He takes his time to drag his chair beside you where you lie on the couch in the corner of the office, fingers slipping into your own as he seats himself and he squeezes just slightly too hard.

You trust that Alfie would never turn his anger on you, but you both know he needs time for the burning anger inside him to settle before he speaks. Eventually he shifts in the chair, lips brushing against your hand.

“It was supposed to be me,” he grumbles, the anger still evident in his voice. “Those fuckers were coming after me but found you instead. I will kill them for this y/n, I’ll fucking kill them.”

Despite the grip he has on your hand, you manage to squeeze his hand back, your other hand moving to rest on his knee as he continues his rant. Eventually his words begin to slow, the burning anger fading and soon enough he’s leaning in closer to you, his big hands holding yours between them as he presses them against his lips before his eyes finally meet yours.

“Fuck,” he breathes and you nod as much as you can manage, understanding him with only that one word. “I thought… fuck y/n I thought they’d fucking killed you, or raped you or… because of me. All because of me.”

“Alfie, I knew the dangers of marrying a man like you when I agreed to marry you. I chose to take the risk to be with you,” you tell him.

You both know without having to say it that your words don’t excuse the behaviour of Sabini’s men, that your words are purely for Alfie and his comfort so he knows that even after something like this has happened to you, you don’t hold him responsible or hold it against him.

“Now can you take me home?” you ask, voice soft as you look up at the man you’ve chosen to put your love and faith into.

Alfie nods, straightening up and reaching to smooth a hand over your hand, his rough hand a comfort to you.

“Yeah love, ‘course I can.”

At home, far from the prying eyes of his men who are stationed outside to guard the house, your husband is gentle as he helps you into your nightgown and into bed.

“Right, you stay ‘ere and I’ll make you a cup of tea,” he says, his voice having returned to its usual gruffness.

When Alfie leaves the room Cyril takes the opportunity to jump up onto the bed beside you, his big eyes staring up at you in wonder as you run a gentle hand over his fur, the familiar warmth of the dog helping to settle the fear still coiled in your stomach.

Cyril seems to sense your pain, so he rests his head just beside you, his nose pressed against your thigh through the blankets. The pain is still there, still in your stomach everytime you move, still radiating from the black eye and split lip you spied as you passed the mirror coming up to the bedroom, and your wrists still burn where the rope was pulled tight around your skin.

Everytime you move and feel your skin pull, or catch a glimpse of the state of your face and wrists, the memories of what happened come back to you, Sabini standing in Alfie’s warehouse directly under one of the lights so you wouldn’t mistake who it was that ordered this attack.

He had been surprised to find you there, not Alfie himself, but all too quickly his surprise changed to delight at the knowledge that hurting Alfie’s wife would be far more effective than hurting the man himself.

What your mind can’t quite recall is how it ended, you remember being on the dusty floor of the warehouse as you fought the urge to allow your eyes to close, then suddenly you were waking in Alfie’s office, blood washed away and wounds bandaged as best as could be done with the little supplies Alfie and his men had on hand. The memories continue to escape you no matter how hard you try to concentrate, but you decide you’re better off not knowing.

“Here we are,” Alfie says as he enters the room, gently placing the cup of tea on the bedside table and pressing a kiss to your forehead. “Need anything else, love?”

You shake your head, your hand catching hold of his own and squeezing gently.

“Just you.”

Alfie nods, his eyes focused on your own so intently.

“I’m here love, and I’m not going anywhere.”

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