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Hey guys, first of all thank you all so much for the reblogs and likes each one makes my day better. While I’m still new to writing I’m already super enjoying it, and even though I’m only doing head cannons or built point style fics please feel free to send in any requests or ideas. I’m primarily focusing on obey me at the moment so I’m sorry for right now that’s what my inbox is open to others will of course be put to the side for later but right now obey me is on the menu Much love 💕 and appreciation!
Dumb? Dense? Both
(This may or may not have been based off an actual interaction I had back in high school) So again I’m working with mobile, sorry for any grammar or spelling mistakes
Satan: The person I like doesn’t seem to notice I have feelings for them, I’ve been dropping them the most insanely obvious hints I could think of for like a year now.
MC: Wow. They sound stupid.
Satan: They’re not. They’re really smart, just very dense. I’m trying to figure out how to make it more clear.
MC: Maybe you need to be even more obvious? Like… point blank “Hey! I love you!”
Satan: I guess you’re right. Hey MC, I love you.
MC: see! Just say that!
Satan: Holy fucking shit.
MC: If that flies over their head then, sorry, but they're too dumb for you.
Satan: I want to kill you
MC: Woah! I just helped you with your love life and that's how you treat me?!?
Satan: You are my love life!
*a while after I posted this I also realized this would work for belphie and MC as well*
So basically remove or relocate all of the non obey me posts to either another blog or just remove over all
So I made and posted on Mobile so please excuse my poor grammar and spelling mistakes
The Brothers and Dateables search history
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Levi
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*he couldn’t figure out how to open the search engine*
Luke
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Ok I just started Nightbringer does anyone have any hints,tips, or just general advice? I went from OG obey me to this and I’m trying to figure out what I’m doing…..like what am I doing, I’m back to square one.
Just downloaded Nightbringer wish me luck I think I’ll need it…….
Since I feel like sharing my headcanons was insanely fun I’m going to be doing more! So same as before here are some more. sorry for any spelling or grammatical errors I’m having fun
MORE Random And Oddly Specific Obey Me Headcanons
Familiar Edition
All of the brothers familiars are very attached to MC however mammons Crows are the most attached to MC sometimes choosing her side over his side.
I can see MC walking back from RAD noticing a demons really pretty hair pin saying they wish they had that hairpin, later that night a crow is tapping on MCs window with a hair pin as a gift and surprise it’s the exact one she was wanting.
Contrary to popular belief I think Asmodeus familiars would be only animals he sees as beautiful and unfortunately for MCs with Arachnophobia and/or Entomophobia (like myself) most of them are surprisingly (or unsurprising) Scorpions and Spiders like peacock jumping spiders are his personal favorites he finds their colors and eyes so beautiful. And another unfortunate (or fortunate) thing depending on your views of bugs or arachnids is Devildom spiders and scorpions are big like much bigger than ones from the human realm like Australia sizes (if you know you know)
Asmo might try to help MC with any sort of Arachnophobia by showing them some of his most colorful and cutest familiars they all love her so they’ll show off all of their cool patterns or dance, but if Asmodeus senses any once of fear from MC he’ll try to find another way to introduce them to you getting an idea of maybe dressing them up in tiny clothes would work (spoiler it did not)
I know alot of people think that Lucifer’s familiar would be either Cerberus or a peacock like his animal counterpart but I think it’s much more of a he doesn’t have an “official familiar” he tends to help his brothers care of their familiars (he’s a hard working single father of 6 boys)
Satans familiars are cats I will not explain there’s no need to
Beel much like Lucifer no official familiar but he does seem to have a fondness for cows. No Beel hamburgers can’t be familiars unfortunately.
Levi has 3; Henry 1.0, Lotan, and one very timid koi fish he found in the garden pond he thought about having it and Henry 2.0 share a tank but quickly found out putting them in the same tank is asking for trouble. And no Henry 2.0 is not a familiar that’s his best friend not some animal.
Belphie has a familiar surprise! It’s not a cow, it’s not a cat, and it’s not a bat. It’s actually a tortoise he found on his way to RAD one day he thought it was cute keeping pace with his slow sleepy steps and actually bit Lucifer when he first saw him, and then ate part of his uniform as well so for belphie he was in love with the little guy.
Here are some random and oddly specific Obey me headcanons
(I’m almost done OG obey me and I haven’t touched NB yet so if these are brought up or proven wrong in game please ignore the wrong one)
-Mammon needs glasses and doesn’t know it, he bought prescription sunglasses without realizing they were he bought them because they were more expensive so they must be better and he can see better he doesn’t understand that it’s because he needs glasses
-Satan will occasionally swap Lucifer’s coffee with decaf
-Belphie can actually holds his liquor. He could beat asmo in a drinking contest but never stays awake long enough to actually make it through one not because he’s drunk but because he’s belphie
-Satan has cosplayed with Levi, once as Neko maids and the other was from a magical girl detective series (with a manga and light novel adaptation)
-Beel has a few foods he doesn’t like to eat (other than Solomon’s cooking) he doesn’t like broccoli or asparagus from the human realm he will still eat it but doesn’t particularly like how it tastes
- Lucifer knows satan swaps his normal coffee with decaf he just always can’t tell right away especially when it’s his 3rd all nighter
-Levi on occasion has asked asmo for help finding or applying make up for cosplay
-some of the brothers have very cold hands and some have super warm hands. The brothers with warm hands are Lucifer, satan, Beel, Belphie (also in the warm hand camp is Diavolo and Simeon) the brothers with cold hands are Asmo, Mammon, and Levi (also in the cold hands category is Barbatos and Solomon)
-Mammons belt feather clip is actually feathers that Lucifer dropped when they first fell and his first crows feather.
-Asmo hates almost all mint flavors, but on occasion will be ok with peppermint breath spray
-Belphie HATES dark chocolate
-Solomon wears boxers
-Beel has eaten aquarium rocks thinking it was rock candy
-Barbatos loves chewing mints and ice
-Diavolo bites ice cream but never experienced brain freeze
-Asmo and Mammon love maple syrup in ice coffee
-Levi has two tanks in his room he will soak in one is salt water one is fresh water
-Mammon can do more pull ups than Beel but Beel is overall stronger than Mammon
-Mammons body wash smells like Honey
-Levi showers regularly with soap and uses deodorant he doesn’t want to smell bad he has a very strong sense of smell (however the soap is very cheap ocean spray scented 3 in 1)
-Satan uses Irish spring bar soap
-Mammon tried dying his hair gold but it didn’t stick
-if Satans hair grows too long his hair will start gets black streaks or the ends will turn black so bleach and haircuts
-Luke refuses to let Beel lick the spoon because the first time he let him he ate the spoon
-Asmo loves Rose Wine from the human realm
-Mammon will only drink honey milk tea from the human realm
-Belphie and Beel love marshmallows
-Satan told Mammon and Beel that you should wash cotton candy before eating it they both did, Satan got yelled at by MC
- MC will use salt circles to keep certain things safe from Mammon and Lucifer
Brain rot pt. 4, Luke a.k.a the fictional child I would adopt immediately.
The votes came in and I delivered hopefully, so here’s obey me brain rot pt. 3
Obey me has me in a brain rot chokehold.
I’ve seen people talking about the angel event in Obey Me, and how Simeon was super sus with the whole bangle fiasco, but it was never actually mentioned in game how he clearly knew that the bangles would force the brothers to act abnormally, but I recently unlocked a chat from Asmo’s ssr card where the purgatory hall squad talks a little about the situation:
Solomon was one of the only characters beside MC to mention how unnatural the brothers were acting, and in this chat he straight out calls Simeon “cruel”.
(I dont know how to explain what I’m really trying to say, but I just wanted to point it out that it’s not just the fandom that is sus of Simeon after this event, Solomon is also cautious of Simeons actions in canon too)
Hiiii! Love your writing 😘😘 wondering if you wanted to write about mammon and a little pet play with a gentle soft Dom!AFAB Mc (or GN). Have a nice day!!!
It's Always Sunny With You (NSFW)
Summary: Mammon always takes his brothers’ harsh words head on - he doesn’t care what they have to say about him! But after overhearing his brothers talking behind his back, Mammon isn’t sure how much more he can take. Sometimes, your little puppy needs to be reminded how much you love him (and just how good he is).
Warnings: sub!mammon, dom!reader, hurt/comfort, starts out angsty with a capital A, swearing, pet play, reader calls mammon “puppy” and “pup”, mammon calls reader “master”, body worship, so so much praise
Let me know if you think I missed anything!
All characters are over 18 :)
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Oh Mammon my sweet sweet boy :( So excited to be writing for him! He deserves all the love in the world, and sometimes he seems to forget that. Thank you so much for the request, I hope you enjoy! Sorry that there’s so much exposition, I can’t help myself sometimes…
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Mammon put up with a lot.
This much was clear - as one of the seven rulers of hell, the second oldest at that, he had a lot on his plate. No matter how idiotic, or greedy, or in his own world he acts, he does really love his brothers (don’t you go telling any of them, now!).
Which made what was happening right now hurt so much more.
He knows he isn’t the world’s best older brother - hell, he could be a pretty terrible one at that - and the way he acted 99.9% of the time reflected that. Like all the times he’s pawned off some ridiculous anime figure of Levi’s (why have it if you’re just going to keep it in the box, huh?), or one of Satan’s first edition books, or one of Lucifer’s cursed records, or-… you get the point. He certainly has a greedy streak, but he can’t help it, okay? That’s his whole shtick, for crying out loud! Sure, he tends to gamble all the money he earned from pawning their stuff, but so what if he did? He always wins it all back eventually, anyhow. Especially if he has you - his lucky treasure - at the tables with him. He swears he always wins when you’re there to cheer him on.
But you weren’t here now, were you?
No one in this family had any idea of how to have a quiet conversation; Lucifer had eyes and ears in every nook and cranny anyways, so what was the point? It’s impossible to keep a secret in this house, so there really wasn’t any point in trying.
“-he doesn’t even treat them right, have you seen how unhappy they are when they’re with him?”
“And he’s so annoying, too. They don’t want to spend every breathing second with you, y’know?”
Immediately, tears blur his vision, and he picks up his pace. Stupid Satan and stupid Leviathan and stupid stupid Mammon. Do ya even love him? He wondered, fumbling his way into his room. Was he really just as bad as they were sayin’? He curled himself up on his bed, wrapped tight in the sheets, and sobbed quietly into his pillows. He knows he doesn’t deserve you - beautiful, kind, sweet, perfect you - it was inevitable that he would lose you. He never could hold on to treasure very long, anyways, how was he going to manage to keep one as precious as you? Who would want to stay with a greedy, annoying, clingy, disaster like him anyways? You were his everything, the reason the sun rose, the air he breathes, his most valued treasure. But you had so many people around you who loved you, who could love you better than him. Hell, you have the whole Devildom wrapped around your little human finger. Not to mention the angels who flock to you like you’re their reverie, and the shady sorcerer who insisted on taking you as his apprentice. All the powerful forces of the three Realms would come to your beck and call, so why would you want to have anything to do with someone like him?
Stupid, idiot Mammon. No one could ever love someone like you, anyways.
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You sighed, trying your best to discreetly glance around the table. The brothers were rowdy as always, but one voice was missing - the voice of your boyfriend. While Mammon wasn’t always the most punctual, Beel had almost obliterated all the food already, and he hadn’t even come down yet to “grace the table with the Great Mammon’s presence”. Thinking of him made you smile at your food, but your smile didn’t last for long.
He’s never this late to dinner… you chewed the inside of your cheek, worried. I wonder if he’s okay?
“-MC, are you listening to me?”
You snap your head up from your plate, Lucifer’s piercing eyes staring you down. You flush, embarrassed, and scramble to respond.
“Y-yeah, yeah of course Lucifer! Just thinking about how dinner is so good, who made it tonight, haha? My compliments to the chef, they did a-”
“You’ve said enough. I could tell you weren’t present with us, anyways.” He glances at Mammon’s empty seat, and turns his eyes back to you. “It’s pretty obvious why.”
“Yuck, you guys are so gross!” Levi shouts, sticking his tongue out. “You know that’s normie behavior, right, MC? It’s so gross how you’re ‘in love’, or whatever-”
Lucifer rolls his eyes, ignoring Leviathan’s ranting. “Go check on him.”
You perk up, looking at him, surprised. “Really? Okay!”
Without as much as a second thought (much to the chagrin of the six brothers who were present at dinner) you throw together a plate of food and rush off to Mammon’s room. You wondered if he was sick (do demons get sick?), or maybe if he fell asleep - you knew he tended to stay out late, even on school nights. That can’t be right, you thought with a frown. He was with me last night.
Lost in your thoughts, you almost walk past his door. Double-taking, you take a few steps back and rap your knuckles on his door, to no response.
“Mammon?” Nothing.
“Hey Mammon, it’s MC! I brought you dinner, if you’d like it!”
Still nothing.
“Mammon, are you in there…?”
A muffled “Go ‘way!” rings out, and you drop your hand that had been knocking to your side.
“At least come get your dinner, you didn’t eat!” “‘m not hungry.”
You twist the handle, noticing he didn’t lock the door. “Alright, I’m coming in there-”
“No!” you get the door about halfway open before a force is pushing it back closed. You throw your foot in the doorframe, wincing as the door tries to slam closed through your foot. Taking a peek in, you notice the room is dark. You can make out the outline of a blanket, strewn on the floor (presumably in Mammon’s hurry to close the door on you), and about nothing else.
You push against the door, adamant this time. “Mammon, please, if you don’t want to talk to me about whatever happened yet, that’s fine, but please, at least take the food-”
The door opens just wide enough for Mammon to snatch the plate out of your hands. You don’t even see him, really - just the blur of his arm reaching around the door, and the feeling of the door once again trying to close through your foot.
“I took the food, ya can go now-”
“Did I do something wrong?” He falls silent at your words, and you go on. “I’m sorry if I did, but please, let me make up whatever I did wrong-”
You thought that you had done something wrong? Mammon’s dumbstruck - you were perfect, you were you, why would you ever think you were the one in the wrong? Wasn’t it obvious that this was all his fault?
“...Mammon?” you sigh. “I- if you don’t want to tell me, that’s okay, I’m sorry I came to bother you, you clearly don’t want me to be here.”
He can hear your frown through the door, the tears that are probably hanging at your waterline, the dejected tone in your voice. Without thinking, he haphazardly sets the plate of food down, Diavolo knows where, and throws the door open just as you’re pulling your foot out of the frame. You blink up at him, surprised, and he immediately shrinks in on himself. He knows he’s a mess right now - ruffled hair, puffy eyes, wrinkled clothes - but he also knows that he can’t have you thinking you did something wrong. He may be a terrible boyfriend according to his brothers, but he won’t be that terrible of a boyfriend.
“Oh, honey,” you say, voice as soft as velvet, taking a few steps toward him. “Are you okay?”
And you watch as he just crumples, tears flowing openly again. He’s desperately sniffling, rubbing at his eyes, trying to get them to stop, but now that the floodgates have been opened, he can’t control them anymore.
“Y-yeah, I’m fine, I’m the great Mammon, after all!” he responds shakily, trying his best (and failing) to hold in his tears. “Nothing shakes me, ya know that, treasure.”
You frown at him, worry written all over your face. You gently push your way into his room, and he lets you, looking everywhere but your face as you gently close the door behind you. The gentle click of the lock catches his ear, but he’s more focused on you. He winces as you click the light on, too, and hopes you don’t mind how he looks right now. He can feel your gaze on him, all of him, tearing apart whatever walls he was feebly trying to keep up. You always knew what was up, even when he wouldn’t say it. It was one of the things he loved so much about you - he didn’t have to be good with words, because you already know what he’s going to say.
He jumps slightly as your hands reach for his face, directing it at yours. His eyes still won’t meet yours, and you sigh.
“What’ll it take for my handsome boyfriend to look me in the eye, huh?” you croon sweetly. He can see the pout forming on your lips and the glint behind your eyes without even having to look. And he’s sure that you can feel the flush of his skin under your hands as blood rushes straight to his cheeks. It didn’t take much for you to fluster him, even now.
“Mammon.”
“...MC,” he conceded, allowing himself a peek at you.
That was his first mistake. You were looking at him with such admiration, as if he had hung the moon and all the stars in the sky, and he didn’t know how to handle it. Why did you love him?
“Why do I love you? Why wouldn’t I love you?” You could tell he hadn’t meant to say that out loud, but you pushed on before he could get a word in. “You’re kind, and you’re so sweet to me, and you care about your family above anything else, and-”
“That’s not true,” he murmurs, watery eyes looking away from yours once again. “They think I’m mean, and annoying, and that I’m making you unhappy-”
“Oh, baby,” you coo, thumbing gently at his cheek. “Do I need to remind you just how perfect you are for me? My perfect boy.”
He flushes, stammering as you lead him back to his bed. There’s a noticeable dent from where he laid, unmoving, earlier, but you ignore it. Instead, you gently guide him to lay down on his back, and sit to straddle his hips.
“I don’t know what’s got you all in your head,” you say, leaning down to hover your mouth just above his. “But I’m going to remind you just how good you are, okay?”
Before he can stammer out an “okay” of his own, your lips are crashing against his. There’s a sort of desperation behind your movements, and it has blood rushing down to his cock prematurely. He can’t help it, not when you’re straddling his hips and kissing him like your life depends on it. His hips buck when your tongue pushes into his mouth, and his shaky hands move to grasp at any part of you he can grab. They land on the plush of your hips, trying to guide you to grind down onto his already aching cock. You pull away at this, and he whines, a genuine sort of hurt hiding in the depths of his eyes.
“Baby, baby, look at me,” you murmur, cupping his cheek. “This is about you but that doesn’t mean you can break the rules. We go at my pace, okay?”
“S-sorry,” he hiccups, tears filling his waterline. “Sorry, I’ll be good for you, I’m sorry, I’ll be a good puppy, so please, don’t hate me!”
“Hate you? Honey, why would I hate you?”
You’re appalled that he would even think so lowly of you. Hate him? He didn’t show up to one dinner and you had about lost your mind! He had always been the sun - so bright and beautiful and charming - and you had just been lucky enough to have been pulled into his orbit. You didn’t hate him - hell, you revered him.
“T-that’s what they-hic-were sayin’,” he sobbed, the tears now at full force, “That I make you unhappy and that I don’t treat you right and and and-”
You interrupt again before he can spiral any further, squishing his cheeks between your fingers in an attempt to get him to slow down.
“But did I say that baby? Did I tell you any of those things?”
He shakes his head gently, but the babbling doesn’t stop. He’s refusing to make eye contact again, and you frown, mad at yourself for not seeing the problem sooner. He had no reason to be insecure, he was the best thing that had ever happened to you, and you were just going to have to remind him of that.
“Silly Mammon,” you say, leaning down to leave a sloppy kiss on his cheek. “Does my little puppy need another reminder of just how much I love him?”
His head bobbles in a frantic yes, eyes finally finding yours again. There’s something feral sparkling in your eyes, but before he can comprehend it you’re slamming your lips back on his, your hands running down his pants to paw at his bulge. You toy with his belt a bit and he whines into your mouth, hips shifting under you in an attempt to get you to hurry up.
You pull away, thumbing gently at his cheek. “Use your words, puppy. What do you need?”
“W-whatever you want,” he pants, his glazed over eyes struggling to meet yours. “Anything you want, please, wan’ you!”
You try to remain composed, but you can’t help the desperate shake of your hands as you fumble with his belt. You slip off of his lap, tapping his hip gently with your pointer finger as you shift off him. He lifts them for you without a word, eyes watching intently as you guide his pants and underwear off in one swift motion. You can’t help the grin from spreading across your face when his cock slaps against his abdomen. His tip is an angry red, almost purple, and fat globs of pre-cum run down the side of his cock.
“Aw, puppy, you’re already soaking for me, aren’t you? Sweet thing,” you coo, eyes never leaving his cock. “I’m going to ruin you.”
He doesn’t get more warning than that before you’re swooping down, tongue running up the throbbing vein on the underside of his cock. Your hands find his inner thighs and they twitch under your touch, trying to close around you as you slide between them. His hands scramble for purchase in the sheets as your head bobs down his length, taking him into your mouth. Another spurt of pre-cum dribbles out of his cock, and you suck it up, greedy, intent on making him fall apart under you.
“M-MC,” he stutters out between moans. “Master, please, I c-can’t take it! F-feels sho guh-good!”
You hum around him, sending vibrations coursing through him. One glance up at him and you know he’s already gone - eyes teary and glazed, hair messy, and one of his hands frantically fumbling to play with his nipple. You swirl your tongue around his leaking head and give one final bob downwards before he loses control of his hips and bucks into your mouth, painting your throat white with cum. You nurse him gently through it, suckling until his hips twitch with overstimulation. Pulling off him with a pop!, you give Mammon a lazy grin, rubbing gentle circles into his thigh with your thumb.
“Feeling better, puppy?” You murmur, kissing your way up to his mouth until you’re eye to eye, once again straddling the meat of his thighs.
He nods, and you frown down at him, unimpressed.
“Words, pup.”
“Yeah,” he says, dazed. “T-thank you, master, made me feel so good.”
“Good puppy,” you murmur, pecking his cheek. “Because I’m not done with you.”
He blinks up at you in surprise, and you spit on your hand, grasping at his softening cock. He winces at the contact on his sensitive cock, hands weakly moving to stop you. You grab at his wrist, giving him a warning look.
“You were doing so perfect for me, pup, what happened?” You pout down at him, giving his cock a warning squeeze. “My pretty puppy, do you think you can give me one more? Just one more, I know you can be good, hm?”
“Y-yeah, yeah, I can be g-good, hnn! So good, master, the goodest!”
He drops his hands back to his side, letting you have your way with him. Despite his earlier protests, he hardens quickly at your ministrations, tip already leaking at your touch. You lean down and press a gentle kiss to his mouth, eating up the little whimpers slipping from his maw. Once he’s sufficiently leaking all over your hand, you shift your weight, tapping his cheek to get his attention.
“Ready, puppy?”
He blinks up at you in confusion, mouth opening to question you, but you line his cock up with your entrance and slide down, and his mouth forms a little oh instead. You flinch at the stretch, but any sort of pain quickly blurs into pleasure as you guide his tip to kiss that gooey spot inside of you. Your eyes want to flutter shut but you refuse to let them, instead basking in the drunken look on Mammon’s face. He’s clearly edging on the border of painful overstimulation and thoughtless pleasure, and when you clench around him just right, there might just be hearts in his eyes.
“F-fuck, puppy, stretching me so good, aren’t you? Can feel you-unh!-all the way u-up here, baby.”
Your hand moves to your lower abdomen, eyes mean as you tap right where you feel him. He watches you with utter reverence, unable to look away as your pace picks up, hips rolling in a steady pattern.
“So wet, aren’t you, puppy?” you pant, tightening your jaw to keep the moans from spilling out. “Absolutely gushing for me, gonna squirt for me like a girl?”
He opens his mouth to respond, and you slap a hand over his mouth. “Puppies don’t talk, remember? Or did I already fuck my puppy dumb?”
Your condescending tone has his eyes rolling back and his tongue lolling out, and you catch it, rolling it between your thumb and your forefinger. He’s drooling everywhere, little unh unh unh!s and masther!s slipping from his mouth. You tug on his tongue a bit, and you look him right in the eye as you spit into his mouth and let him choke on it a bit. When his eyes start to roll again, you let go, and watch him greedily swallow the mix of your spits.
“Say thank you, puppy.”
“W-woof!” he responds, and you give him a sloppy, open-mouthed kiss in return.
“Good boy, remembering my rules. How about you play with your pretty nipples as a reward, hm? And then maybe I’ll think about letting you cum.”
His head bobbles as he nods, hands messily sliding up to toy with his nipples. He rolls them between his fingers, tugging, and you see his abdomen tense as he holds back from bucking up into your soft, wet heat.
You’re not doing much better, and when his tip kisses that sweet spot inside you again, you feel yourself start to unwind. You lose your pace, desperately chasing your high as your insides spasm around him.
“C-come undone with me puppy, c’mon, won’t you-ahn!-be good for me? My best boy. You c-can cum, fuck fuck fuck! Cum.”
At your command, he lets go, filling your insides with his warm cum. You shake around him, prying your heavy eyes open to look at the blissed out expression on his face. His cheeks are streaked with dried tears and drool, and the most delicious flush spreads all the way down his chest. You run a hand through his matted hair as he comes down from his second orgasm of the night, extremely pleased with how he wearily blinks at you, eyes unfocused.
You wince as you pull off of him, and his cum weakly dribbles out of your entrance. You roll over to lay next to him, making sure to slip your hand into his.
You’re both absolutely disgusting - smelling of sex and covered in the evidence - but you bring his hand to your face anyways, gently kissing his knuckles.
“You know I love you more than anything, right?” You say, almost so quietly he misses it, “I hate that even for a second you doubted that.”
He tries to stop the feeling bubbling to his chest, but it’s hard to ignore when you nuzzle your face into his neck. He’s never really had the luxury to love like this, since he’s fallen to the Devildom, and it fills him with an inexplicable warmth. He rolls to face you, and he stiffens as your eyes find his.
“‘m sorry I made you worry,” he says, slinging an arm over you and pulling you closer. “I just…I’m not the best person, y’know? So I figured you finally saw that.”
You nip at the juncture when his neck meets his shoulder and he yelps.
“Don’t talk about my boyfriend like that. He’s the kindest, most loving, most exciting person to be around, and I’m the one who’s lucky to have him.”
The fierceness in your gaze catches him by surprise - why would you care so much? Sure, he’s the Great Mammon, but under all of his pizazz, he was just a boring, regular demon. Lucifer is influential, Leviathan is passionate, Satan is smart, Asmo is beautiful, Beel is strong, and Belphie (despite his brat behavior) is soft and sweet. But he didn’t bring anything to the table, not like they did.
“Stop that,” you say, louder this time.
“Get out of your head and look at me. I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t want to be. You’re not annoying, and your brothers don’t know how much you do for them when they’re not looking. You’re an amazing brother, and the perfect partner. I love you, okay? I love you so much, my Mammon.”
“I love ya too, MC. Thank you for remindin’ me,” he huffs out, embarrassed at the tears springing to his eyes again.
He sniffles, hiding his head into your hair and pulling you closer. You hold him just as tight, and he drifts off in your arms, the tension of the day slipping away in your embrace.
– – –
“Do you think Mammon is okay?”
Lucifer glances up from his place at his desk, glasses crooked and face a little flushed. He tries his best to subtly adjust himself, and rubs at his temples, exasperated. Sometimes, being aware of everything happening in the house was more of a curse than a blessing. Your voice as you cooed at his brother was going to stick with him for eons to come.
“I can assure you, Leviathan, he is more than okay.”
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I'm actually going to kill myself, thanks Solmare :)))
I have SO MANY words to say about this but I don't think I can without losing it 😭 This didn't have any sort of warning at all...like you can't just put out 30 dollar dates (for only 2 of the characters, mind you) and then drop this?? It's like they wanted to milk as much money as they possibly could out of us before pulling the rug. I'm heartbroken, I'm angry, but most of all, I'm disappointed. This isn't how it should end, and I know for a fact Chapter 60 is going to just be another quickly thrown together ending. Oooooh, Solmare when I catch you Solmare...
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Just Want You to Stay (NSFW)
Summary: Soft, sleepy sex with the sloth demon himself. MC is gender-neutral!
Warnings: smut, switch!reader, switch!belphie, swearing, dry humping, belphie's kinda ooc oops
Let me know if you think I missed anything!!
All characters are over 18 :)
Honestly, no one’s really in control, it’s just soft, morning sex haha. People always paint him as a mean dom or a bratty sub, but I really just want some soft!belphie content, is that so much to ask?? So please enjoy some ooc Belphie!! And, as always, requests for this fandom are always welcome :)
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Belphie wakes up slowly, as always. It’s dark in the attic, and Belphie wonders if maybe he should get some string lights or something to make it a little cozier. While he didn’t quite care, himself, you were staying up here with him more and more, and he wanted you to feel safe in the attic, with him. But better lighting was a thought for a different time, now was a time to drift back off, snuggled up close to you.
“Belphie?” a groggy voice murmured, startling him out of his thoughts. “G’morning, what time is it?”
He shrugs, pulling you closer. “Doesn’t matter, let’s go back to sleep.”
You groan quietly, wiggling in his hold. “I promised Asmo I would go shopping with him later, and anyway, I can’t keep brushing off my homework.”
He pouts as you begin to sit up. “Can I at least have a kiss before you go?”
You smile softly, leaning back down. “Of course.”
The kiss starts gently, neither of you being much of a morning bird. But as you start to pull away, Belphie pulls you back down desperately, whining into your mouth. You indulge him, knowing quite well where this was going. Asmo was going to have a fit, but honestly, you could care less. Your boyfriend was needy, who were you to deny him?
“Wake up horny, baby?” you tease, eyes still straining to find his features in the dark.
“Jus’ want you to stay,” he says, softly, sounding more vulnerable than you’ve ever heard him. “Please?”
You melt back into him, letting the blankets swallow you both. “Alright, but once noon hits you’ve gotta let me up, okay, bubs?”
Reluctantly, he nods and presses himself into you. You can feel the beginnings of a hard-on pressing into your leg, and you rub your thigh lazily into him, smiling as he groans. His hands are everywhere, tugging on your shirt, gripping your hip, massaging your chest. You moan softly, letting him do as he will with you.
“‘m still tired love, think you can get off jus’ from some rubbing?” you mutter, almost condescending.
“Whatever you want, MC, jus’ want you here with me,” he says. You could swear he sounded a little teary, but you didn’t want to point it out. You weren’t in the mood to be mean to him when he was being so honest with you, so you adjust so that your clothed sex is in line with his, groaning as his hips rolled and you got some much-needed friction.
“Could get off on your sounds alone,” Belphegor admitted, smirking at the moan that followed his statement. “Sound so pretty, feel so good.”
If you weren’t still groggy you’d have something snarky to say back, but in your current state, all you could do was press a little harder into him, matching his slow pace. Humping into each other like this, hidden in the attic where you just know Beel will smell the lingering scent of sex in the air later, felt so god damn dirty, but you couldn’t help it. If you didn’t wake up excruciatingly horny, you certainly were now. Rolling yourself into Belphegor a little harder (but, in all honesty, not much faster), you both moan.
You could feel the tightening in your core and, based on his sounds and the way his breath was picking up, Belphegor wasn’t far behind you. His hand found your hair, pulling you into a sloppy, desperate kiss. You can’t hold back your sounds anymore, moaning into his mouth as you clench around nothing.
“Gonna cum,” you say as you pull back. “Gonna cum, wan’ you to cum with me, come on baby, please, wan’ it so bad, make a mess of yourself-”
He curses loudly as his hips stutter, pulling your orgasm out of you as well. Panting into each other, you snuggle closer, ignoring the stickiness that now coated your underwear.
“Don’t even want to clean up?” he snorted, looking down lovingly at you.
“We’ve only got…” you peer blearily at the clock. “Shit, it’s already 12:15?!”
You wiggle out from under the blankets and out of his arms, apologizing for the sad noise he makes when you begin towards the exit.
“Sorry darling, but I’ve got 15 minutes until I have to meet with Asmo, and I really don’t want to meet up with him smelling like sex,” you say, legs a little wobbly. “I’ll make it up to you, promise!!”
“Stay with me tonight?” he says. “‘s all I want.”
“I’d stay with you every night, sweetheart, if you’d let me,” you say before you can stop yourself. You turn away, flustered, embarrassed that your brain wasn’t awake enough to filter your thoughts.
“You’re always welcome,” he says softly, as you begin to slip out. You look up at him, eyes wide, a splitting grin overtaking your features.
“You’re never going to get rid of me,” you say, all smiles. And honestly, he wouldn’t have it any other way.
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Again another shot but anyone like to rp obey me crossover with Twisted Wonderland?