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Random thought that I must post about my beloved "Obey Me!" cast and them getting loved and healed by my OC.

Beelzebub got hurt. As did Mammon. Insert whatever random plot of shenanigans you want to here. Mammon is openly pouting and looking very upset. Beelzebub is sad because he's too hurt to keep any food down. So Adelha just shows up to the House of Lamentation with her fully stocked care kit in a duffel bag.

Satan, as per usual, steals Aqua the kitten from Adelha's arm the moment the front door is open. Lucifer is very glad to have Adelha visit them to escort her to Asmo's room. Where Mammon and Beelzebub are being led into that huge bathroom and bath tub. Asmodeus is pouting over so many people using HIS bathroom. But Adelha coaxes him out of his sullen mood with a few kisses.

Beelzebub gets to climb into the hot bath filled with medicinal herbs and magic potions first. Since he's mostly just scraped up and having issues with a big bruise over his stomach. But Mammon is covered from head to toe in acid burns and deep cuts. Meaning he gets to sit there in no clothes as Adelha dabs at the owies with healing balms.

Mammon is blushing a rose red from head to toe as Adelha treats his cuts and burns. Since he's naked and has the biggest school boy crush on the Dragon Fae treating his injuries. Thankfully, the human exchange student calls Mammon on the phone for step by step instructions on how to make a Devildom recipe. So Mammon has a proper job to do while he sits there.

Adelha soon eases Mammon into the bath tub to help Beelzebub out of the tub. Having the Avatar of Gluttony lay on Asmo's bed so she may treat his still apparent bruise over his stomach. Which means Adelha has to take a minute to not marvel over Beelzebub in his full naked glory. (It's very obvious that Adelha likes what she sees for Asmodeus to tease her later) But Adelha is able to use a medicinal gel in a bamboo leaves wrap on Beelzebub's bruise. Making him feel much better to smile. Which has Adelha blush as Lucifer gets Beelzebub into some sleeping shorts.

The dinner is of a very flavored stew and buttered rolls. The human exchange student praised for their good job at cooking. Only for Adelha to also praise Mammon for his on the phone directing so his pact human felt confident in their cooking. The dinner goes well for Adelha and Lucifer to see to tucking Mammon and Beelzebub in with Belphegor and their pact human. Soon sitting in Lucifer's study with Satan and Leviathan to just have tea and talk.

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I can imagine getting the brothers to play Final Fantasy 14 with me. We make a Free Company together. I end up being main healer (of course cuz that's how I roll) for Satan to follow suit. Mammon is our golden boy of tanking with Beelzebub. Lucifer and Belphegor choose to focus on gathering and crafting. Asmodeus is the glamour deity of fashion and designs the Free Company. Leviathan and I just make sure the Free Company doesn't implode.

Nobody else is allowed to join the Free Company unless they are one of Leviathan's raid buddies from other games. No angels or sorcerers allowed in this. So I have my Au Ra surrounded by various other Free Company dudes in the most fashionable armor sets. Asmodeus chooses for his slender hero to wear toga styles a lot.

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Figure completed ! Next is to paint it 😱

Bonus picture

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Why do I have zero faith in humanity not exploding this planet any time soon?

Fun fact about the mun. I never made any plans of 'what are you going to do after you graduate' during high school. Like, zero. To the point that I got pulled into the councilors office. They asked me point blank why I didn't have any plans.

I dead ass told them, "The world is not going to be here long enough for me to get to graduation."

This councilor had nothing to say to me being this blunt for a good twenty seconds.

So I have even less faith that we're getting to see the end of 2025. Let alone getting to 2026 or even lasting until 2030.

Humans are stupid. We are a flawed bunch of braindead morons.

We can be amazing and make fantastic art or novels and be very caring and compassionate and do superhero things.

But let's be real. Humans are dummies. We'd have lemming fallen into lava a long ass time ago if the Lord Almighty didn't keep scooting us away from the edge of the cliff.

Lord willing, we make it to 2030 and don't incur the wrath of the whoever decides to hit the big red button. I want to be able to enjoy life and stuff. Trigun Stargaze is coming. Final Fantasy Tactics is getting the remake treatment like I've desired for literal decades.

Humans. Can we please just not explode everything yet?

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Serious Talks (Obey Me!) fanfiction

content: A physical altercation broke out for the vrothers to hold a family meeting. Established relationships. Mention of trauma and abuse. The brothers actually have a discussion about serious relationships, romance, and sexual relationships. Mature subjects discussed about monogamy and polygamy and sexual relationships.

// Literally had this fanfic idea in my head for over a month so I am frenzy typing with some changes on which character says what and who is interested in who. Not proof read at all just typing in a manic desire to get this posted. //

Lucifer was not that surprised at all. Not when he'd been expecting some kind of explosive altercation to happen. So he sat in his chair to gaze at his brothers. Satan was currently standing guard next to a seething Leviathan. While Belphie was keeping his twin Beelzebub seated as the broader of them glowered at Leviathan. Both of them furious as they glared at each other. Mammon and Asmodeus were sitting by Lucifer to look very concerned. So Lucifer heaved a long sigh of air to place his hands together and speak. "Leviathan. I am very aware that you are the one that started this with Beelzebub. I will hazard a guess as to why. As such, I have our pact human sitting with the angels in the music room. Now then. Tell me why you tried starting a fist fight with your brother."

Leviathan was so riled up he was trembling to stay seated in the chair. A murderous jealousy in his eyes as he clenched his teeth to finally speak. "Because I know Beelzebub and Tabby spent the night together having sex! He slept with Tabby and refused to admit it! When I've spent months planning to ask Tabby out and have a chance with her! Yet when I go and confront him, Beelzebub wouldn't tell me anything! Said it was none of my business! You expect me to not get mad that he slept with Tabby?!"

Lucifer felt the headache pinch at his eye sockets for Satan to keep Leviathan in the chair so he didn't launch himself at Beelzebub. Who was glowering at Leviathan with an offended look. So Lucifer raised a hand for Leviathan to stop struggling and heave for air. The Avatar of Pride soon looking to Beelzebub to sigh. "Well this is unexpected. So I will be direct and simple. Beelzebub. What do you have to say?" Belphegor gave his twin a nod to say, "Just explain what was said in the way that was discussed, bro." So Beelzebub closed his eyes to rub at his hands before he met Lucifer's gaze. "Tabby came to our room in tears because she had another night terror. The one where she was assaulted by her ex husband and murdered. Belphie and I got her inside to calm her down. But she wouldn't calm down. She was completely swallowed by the terror. So we got her into my bed to do the burrito method she's told us to use on her."

All the brothers went quiet to let that sink in. Mammon giving a growl to say under his breath, "Shit. Must have been the really bad one then. Damn it all." But then Beelzebub clenched his fists to sound more determined than usual. "By the time she woke up from it, she was crying her eyes out and saying she was too broken for anyone to love her. That she'd spend the rest of her life as a ruined victim. So Belphie texted Asmodeus for advice." Lucifer glanced over at Asmodeus for the Avatar of Lust to pause in doing his nails. His huff one of patient thoughtfulness as he took over the narrative. "Tabby has been doing some girl talk bonding with me on and off for months as a kind of therapy. With Solomon joining in to discuss with us from a perspective of having so many wives and lovers over the centuries. I will keep some things in confidence. But Tabby is terrified of being touched skin on skin while also being severely touched starved. With her admitting the only person she knows she feels instinctually safe with and doesn't fear touching her at all being Beelzebub."

Everone else in the room blinked in surprise except for Beelzebub. So Asmodeus went back to filing his nails as he kept talking. "What happens between two consenting adults who have a loving relationship with each others is private. Not to be discussed or bragged about to anyone unless seeking council. Those were Tabby's words which I was very impressed with. So that's what I texted to Beelzebub and made clear. Whatever happened was to be a private moment with Belphegor coming to my room afterwards for a long manicure and pedicure sleepover. So I am not going to press the matter any further. What happened after Belphegor left is for Tabby and Beelzebub and our bastard of a Father to know."

Lucifer flinched at the last bit as Beelzebub turned to glare at Leviathan. His words plain but serious. "Exactly. I agreed to what Tabby said on that. So I'm not telling anyone what we did. Not unless Tabby says it's okay for us to talk about together." Leviathan got so frustrated and angry he started crying. Wiping at his eyes to look both furious and dejected. But then Asmodeus piped back up to say something flooring. "Be that as it may. I know full well our Tabby feels safest with Beelzebub and certain other things that draws her to him. However. Out of all of us brothers. Tabby loves spending her time with Leviathan the most and wants to overcome her fears so she might be with him."

Everyone went bug eyed for Leviathan to go so quiet he stopped breathing. But he soon started stammering and squeaking for Satan to look highly amused. The Avatar of Wrath noting with rich delight, "I thought as much. All the books I've read about human romance gave it away. Tabby always keeps her gaze on Leviathan longest. She left her notebook open for me to read a few pages of love poems she's written about him, too." Leviathan went even redder to exclaim, "What?! Are you serious?!" Satan smiled to say, "Yep. She begged me not to tell anyone. Granted. She does have a dozen or so photos of several of you. In various forms of dress and poses. Tabby seems to have a thing for buff chests and toned abs. Am I wrong, Asmodeus?"

Asmodeus grinned to look like a gossiping school girl. His laughter rich and sweet. "Bingo! The moment she sees any of us without a shirt on, Tabby admits her brain just shorts out. Hence the problem of her wanting to get closer to Levi when he wears layers like she does for the exact same reasons. So here is my proposal." Asmodeus got out of his chair to stretch and then wink at his siblings. A smile there for him to give them a choice. "Whatever Tabby decides, we respect and we actively talk with her over. Like Satan and I already did with her to either get the maybe or the no. But if any of us really want a full romance slash honeymoon relationship with Tabby, we talk with her and only her. Unless one of us needs some third party advice to ensure that everyone works through the presented issues together and with wise council. Just be aware. Our Tabby has been through a horrible and abusive purgatory that will never be erased or completely fixed. So we tread carefully and we love her in what ways fit for each of us and our personal relationship with her."

Lucifer closed his eyes to agree with the wisdom of such a plan. Mammon grumbling to cross his arms as his wings shivered. "I hate the idea of sharing when I'm her first demon! Even if it's with my brothers! But if it means we keep Tabby safe and we help her make better memories that scrub away her trauma even a little, then I will do my best for her." Lucifer nodded to then tap a finger to his desk that sounded a bit too loud. But he just spoke with a soft tone of understanding. "Agreed. I will ask Tabby if seeing a human therapist on recovering from such abuse might help. If she is up for that. I want to provide her with whatever care or help that proves beneficial for our darling lamb. So that should be something we discuss with her." Belphegor smiled to stretch his arms so his neck and back popped. "I can use my magic to ensure her night terrors aren't visiting so often. She told me no last time. But I think we should insist she think about it to help her out." Beelzebub nodded to then stand up and offer his hand to Leviathan. Who was currently thinking so deeply he was zoned out and his tail twitching in a frenzy behind him. But Leviathan soon blinked to look up at Beelzebub and take that offered hand. So Beelzebub helped Leviathan up to give his brother a hug. Which Leviathan returned for Beelzebub to sigh and speak with love and warmth. "I know Tabby wants for you to feel valued and treasured, Leviathan. It's what she's always telling me and Belphie when we sit alone together in the attic or the planetarium. Tabby really does love you and she wants you to be with her. So all that's holding you back is your own fears and not communicating enough."

Leviathan sighed to step back and look very regretful. His eyes watering as he said to Beelzebub, "I'm so sorry I hit you. It doesn't matter how angry I got. I never should have punched you like I did and I am so sorry, Beel." But Beelzebub just smiled to then give Leviathan a gentle noogie. Which had Leviathan yelp and squirm to then sigh in resignation as Beelzebub said, "You got a good swing in. Shocked me more than hurt. But you can't really hurt me that way, Levi. But next time I will pin you down on the floor." Lucifer cleared his throat to pipe in with, "You will also be taking an anger management course as well as doing the dishes for a month. Put your energy to cleaning instead of punching. That being said, I want you to come to me and talk through your rage from now on. We will also be having weekly family therapy lessons. Tabby has been hounding me constantly to have us do so for the past eight months. It seems her insistence will prove valid for us to act upon."

A knock at the door had Simeon open it to smile at the brothers and chuckle a bit. His words loving and kind as he spoke. "Luke and Raphael have decided that we should all sit together for a long talk with tea and cake. To first go over the exchange program results as well as this challenging hurdle called romance. Solomon already showed up for Tabby to be sitting with him as Luke makes us tea. The cakes are being flown in by delivery hell gryphon. Fortunately, Tabby apparently won several big ticket lotteries to pay for all the cakes." Beelzebub started drooling to hustle out of the room for Belphegor to follow him. Asmodeus only pausing in his exit to sneak a peck on Simeon's cheek before he scurried off. Simeon giving an amused hum to note with a bit more wistful sadness, "The more things change. He used to do that whenever he rushed past the Celestial Gardens to hide from you, Lucifer." Satan looked very thoughtful as Lucifer smiled that knowing smile. While Mammon snickered to then stretch and make a comment of his own. "He did the same to Michael whenever they passed each other in the halls. Made Lilith giggle whenever she saw it to chase after Asmodeus and say she was gonna tell Father on him."

Leviathan heaved a long sigh of air to then get a determined look on his face. His gaze going to Simeon to ask, "Simeon. Be honest. If I ask Tabby to be in a more serious relationship with me, do you think she'll say yes?" Simeon took a moment to think before he nodded. His words kind and soft to his former fellow angel. "Tabby does want to be with you in that way. I am sure she will say yes once you take the time to talk with her alone. Just be ready to work hard and adjust to such a give and take dance together. Yet I will assure you now the single thing, Leviathan. Tabby does love you the most out of all of us in all Three Realms. Even if she ends up feeling love in various serious ways for others. She is deeply in love with you."

The Avatar of Envy thought on that to take a few deep breaths. Then he nodded to straighten his spine and hustle out of the room for Mammon to follow close after with his phone out. So Lucifer rolled his eyes for Satan to state, "I better make sure Mammon doesn't record anything to use as ransom material for later." So Satan walked out of the study for Simeon to shake his head and hum. "As I said. The more things change, the more they stay the same. It's so good to see that none of you have changed in the ways that matter." Lucifer felt those words pierce something deep and hidden in his heart of hearts for a regret to bloom for a moment. Allowing the searing ache to blossom before he gently placed it on a back shelf of his soul. The feeling fading as he stood to come and stand beside his once brother and oldest friend. Soon placing a hand on Simeon's shoulder to let many unspoken things to pass between them. But soon he gestured to the door to say, "We'd better make sure Beelzebub doesn't eat the delivery hell gryphon. Unless you also saw fit to order the dozen feasts of plenty platter from that one Akuzon service we know." Simeon grinned to look very amused as he said, "Tabby insisted we make sure we got those in bulk. Apparently, she learned a spell that charms food to be more filling."

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Random thought of Beelzebub setting aside his bag of snacks. Why?

So he can snuggle his pact human and shower them with face kisses.

He knows how overwhelming being in the Devildom as an exchange student might get for a human. So he hugs his pact human close. he tells them with simple words he loves them. That he will give all of his time and attention and some of his snacks. He showers their face with kisses and nuzzles. Those hands rubbing over his human to ease their aches. He places his Fangol jersey over them to smile and say how amazing they are to him.

Beelzebub is the cuddle bugbear. He is the best snuggler in the entire Obey Me! cast.

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Just keep them together and give them all the love they deserve (and truly need) with added head rubs and good foods.

two silly bugs i found

(they're seperated for 5 seconds only 🙄)

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The University of Barcelona's Medicine Faculty has temporarily installed a giant heart made by the Catalan artist Jaume Plensa, with the building's columns acting as the ribcage.

The objective of this work of art is to raise awareness about cardiovascular illnesses, which are the leading cause of death worldwide.

The work is titled El cor secret (The Secret Heart). The heart measures 13 metres tall and 10 metres wide, and weighs 150 kg. It's made of synthetic materials and painted by hand. It had previously been shown in Germany in 2014 and was supposed to arrive to Plensa's home city sooner, but it was delayed because of covid. Instead, in 2020, Plensa donated one of his famous head sculptures to this same building, to thank medicine professionals and students for their work during the pandemic.

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A Quiet Love (Obey Me!) fanfic

Lucifer could feel the hangover piercing into his skull and eyeballs. The consequence of drinking so much the previous evening. A way to punish himself, one might guess. Yet he knew his choice had not cost him much save for the aching in his head. A familiar presence there in the bed with him. One that was letting Lucifer use him for a pillow. Steady drumming against his ear for him to note Mammon was well and truly still asleep. Given the pace of the heart caged within the Avatar of Greed. The next give away being the rather soft snore that came from Mammon. It made Lucifer smile. A few tears burning in the corners of his eyes.

Last night had been a miserable ordeal. Regrets and failures clawing at the Avatar of Pride with their lamentations and reminders. Faces haunting his vision every time he blinked his eyes shut. The barest sound of Lilith's laughter echoing in his mind and soul. Lucifer had felt her absence so strongly the past few weeks. Finding various things or moments about the Devildom that always led him back to her memory. As if he was being punished all over again. Lucifer had let himself slip when he and Lord Diavolo had been going over some last minute work. Writing her name down instead of Satan's on the seating arrangements for the upcoming formal ball. Diavolo paused to frown as Lucifer grit his teeth. A hiss escaping Lucifer's lips for Diavolo to place a hand to his friend's shoulder. "Give it a moment. I would guess this is why you've been so melancholy as of late." Lucifer ended up fisting the piece of paper he'd been writing on to squeeze his eyes shut. Refusing to show any more of his emotions. "Be that as it may. It's getting late. I should head back. Before my brothers set the entire House of Lamentation on fire."

Lord Diavolo nodded before wrapping Lucifer in a fierce hug to then see him out of the castle. Yet Lucifer had all but fled into his study to shun contact with everyone. His pact human openly calling him and texting out of worry. He was able to hedge things and make the usual excuses of being busy with work. But that only got him so far. The Demonus and his inner conflicts saw to that. Yet by the time he had well and truly hit his limit, Mammon had come to the study. To rescue his brother from further conflicts of poor choices and wallowing in mourning. Mammon must have gotten Lucifer to his room and into bed without them being seen. Since there was no one else in the bedroom and no signs of anyone discovering him like this. Lucifer have wondered if he should be grateful or hesitant for the other shoe to drop on his head. But he let such thoughts go soon enough.

Mammon gave a groan of discomfort to shift in the bed. Wrapping his arms around Lucifer to hug him all the closer. So Lucifer ended up getting slightly squished to then huff out a chuckle. Allowing himself a simple moment to hug Mammon back and place a soft kiss to Mammon's forehead. "Well done, brother mine. I thank you. For everything." Lucifer then sat up to stretch his wings and arms to get the kinks out. The bedroom door easing open as Lucifer did for Satan to be there. The Avatar of Wrath carrying a few of Mammon's clothes into the bedroom as well as a mug of tea. Lucifer took the mug of hot tea to sip at it. Satan soon sitting on the bed to give a sigh of air. "No one else knows. Lord Diavolo made an announcement that RAD is undergoing emergency renovations after a botched potions exam left half the building covered in slime. So we get to do online courses for a few weeks while the students who made the mess clean up." Lucifer hummed to ask with care, "Has our beloved pact human tried to volunteer helping with anything dangerous?" Satan shook his head to then rub the back of his neck with one hand. "They are helping Beelzebub and Belphegor with making you a special breakfast. I already told Beelzebub to make it on the light side for you."

The two demons stayed quiet to turn and watch Mammon sleep. The Avatar of Greed currently turned towards Lucifer with a hand gripping the pillow. As if he was doing his best to hold onto something or someone. Which had Satan smile as Mammon grumbled into the pillows. "He knew something was off. Was on pins and needles all day yesterday and the day before. Simeon guessed it had something to do with you and then got that sad look many of you get. The one where you are thinking about Lilith." Lucifer winced but didn't deny anything. Taking another sip of his tea before he spoke. "I saw a demon proposing to a cambion on the street last week. Yet I blinked and instead... I saw Lilith and her human husband there. Which lead to all those things coming back to the forefront." Satan tensed to then ease into a relaxed posture once more. Letting his words out freely in the safety of this moment. "A hobbyist writer on one of my websites wrote about blessings coming from tragedies. That we may find priceless wonders to fill the aches of past loss or hardship. It will never fill the holes or patch the wounds up. But they are precious and will make us richer in ways we wouldn't have guessed at or seen coming. The best blessing we have being our pact human and darling lamb. It doesn't make losing Lilith hurt less for any of you. It doesn't change the fact we're all here as demons in the Devildom. Yet we have a lot to be glad for and that's what I want to hold onto the most tightly."

Lucifer let those words sink in to then finish the mug of tea. Setting the mug onto the nightstand before speaking. "Lilith would tease me for many a thing if she had the chance to do so. In fact, I might hazard a guess our darling lamb might have a few choice words for the three of us if we are late for breakfast. Satan. Feel free to kidnap our lamb for tutoring sessions tomorrow for the online schooling. Today will be Mammon's day to have a few hours with our lamb." Satan smiled to get up and head out of the bedroom. While Lucifer turned to notice that Mammon was yawning and rubbing at his eyes with both fists. The Avatar of Greed looking rather grumpy as he growled out another yawn. "Daaaamn it... Got a kink in my neck.... You really need to replace these pillows yah got, Lucifer. They might as well be used toilet tissues." Lucifer gave a chuff of noise to then shake his head. His gaze to Mammon full of love. "I'll think about it. But we have a breakfast to get to. RAD classes will be online for now. But today will be a bit different." Mammon flinched to look a bit hesitant as he asked, "We got damage control to handle?" Lucifer reached a hand out to gently ruffle Mammon's hair. Something that had Mammon wake up lightning quick to give a meep of noise. So Lucifer took his time with the hair ruffling before speaking with those words of loving warmth. "You are a wonder, Mammon. Always protecting us when we are in need. Protecting me when I act the fool. I am so very proud of you. As your reward, I will see to it you get to take our darling pact human out for a few hours. Perhaps to that new botanical garden in the Human World we saw flyers for last month."

Mammon went as wide eyed as possible. Looking to Lucifer with sheer bafflement. Yet he soon got his boyish grin to get all excited. His arms soon flung around Lucifer in a gleeful hug tackle. "OH MAN! THANK YOU! THANK YOU! YOU ARE THE BEST, LUCIFER!"

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A personal head canon for "Obey Me!"

Lucifer with long hair. Down to his waist. Mix of black and white. With MC and Asmodeus helping with colored streaks and highlights.

// I would need this. My ex husband was a tyrant and abused me for years. To the point I have panic attacks any time I see a tall thin guy with short black hair. Even all this time later. //

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Random "Obey Me!" Thought while driving home from work that ended up kidnapping me.

Asmodeus does glam out sessions for children and staff at St. Jude Children's Hospital. Making them feel fabulous and stylish to spread smiles.

Solomon and MC bring Simeon and Luke along. The angels give hugs and blessings. While the humans do some sneaky magic spells.

Satan helps with paperwork and filing insurance for the families and hospital staff. Means he gets to work with multiple facets of running a hospital.

Beelzebub helps children feel hungry if they don't have it in them to eat (due to medication side effects or mental struggles).

Belphegor gives good dreams and restful sleep to the patients as well as on call staff breaking in the staff bunk beds.

Mammon is all but stuck in the NICU. He's a very good personal space heater for the infants stuck in there. Diavolo ends up there as well to be unwilling to leave for hours on end. Just two demons holding mini humans and feeding them bottles.

Leviathan arranges movie sit-ins as well as "fun games" that involve VR to help with physical therapy. Lucifer tends to "help" with setup and management of everything. But he really just wants to encourage and support Leviathan and the kids.

Barbatos and Raphael see to the baths for the kids who can't move around very well or are bedridden. Massaging many aching joints and showering the kids with praise.

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I'm still waiting for some Stargazer spoilers, but for now, here's Vash, who I drew on my new tablet.

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True Brotherly Love (Obey Me!) fanfic

Mammon could tell that Lucifer had not gone to bed yet. Despite it being two in the morning. Their pact human texting the brothers group chat that Lucifer refuses to listen. So Mammon texted his treasure privately to promise them he would get Lucifer to rest. Hefting himself out of his bed with a grumble.

The Avatar of Greed could hear Lucifer moving around in his study to just nudge the door open a crack. Mammon going wide eyed when he spotted his target. Lucifer stood in front of the fireplace. Several bottles of Demonus drained and resting on his desk. While Lucifer glared into the fire with a look Mammon had not seen in centuries. One of grief and sorrow. The Avatar of Pride soon tossing his empty wine glass into the fire for it to spark and roar in complaint. Yet Lucifer paid no heed to the flames as he leaned against the fireplace to close his eyes. Looking torn and agonized. So Mammon chose his next actions with love and care.

Mammon eased the door open for it to groan and creak. His words soft and sad as he spoke to his elder brother. "One of those nights? Been a few centuries since you last got this sloshed. But you need to let me put you into bed, Lucifer. Our pact human is worried sick and will be here personally if you don't follow me." Lucifer gave a huff of a laugh fully devoid of any humor. A weight of resignation there as he spoke with only a slight warble to his voice. "Let's not have them see me like this. It would only cause concern and more of a headache."

Mammon walked over to Lucifer to just lace one of Lucifer's arms around his shoulders. All but hefting the taller demon onto his back for Lucifer to tremble and lean his head down with closed eyes. So Mammon kicked a minor spell at the fire to put it out instantly. One of the few spells he could do without any real trouble. His focus soon being on getting Lucifer to his bedroom and right into bed. Hustling his steps so as to avoid running into anyone else in the House of Lamentation. Getting to Lucifer's bedroom and closing the bedroom door behind him. Mammon was going to just sit Lucifer down and leave him to it. But then Lucifer did something that had Mammon freeze in place. Lucifer sobbed. A real, honest to Diavolo sob. The Avatar of Pride gripping Mammon's frame as Mammon felt warm wet droplets land on his skin. Since he had gone to bed shirtless due to the warm night. Mammon went rigid in shock as he realized Lucifer was crying. Soft murmurs in that ancient angelic tongue they tended to avoid using anymore. Lucifer cried to whisper over and over that he was sorry. Which hit Mammon like a sword piercing his whole chest. Those old nightmares from the past obviously clawing at them both in their own ways for Mammon to frown.

Yet Mammon didn't waste time on his own regrets. That would wait until next week from never if he had a say in it. So Mammon moved to lay Lucifer and himself into that huge bed. Mammon laying under Lucifer to just hug the Avatar of Pride tight. Letting Lucifer use him as a pillow for the eldest brother to sniffle and shudder. Mammon just held Lucifer to let him cry it all out. No words from Mammon were really needed. He knew full well the weight Lucifer carried. Better than most might guess. Mammon was not the idiot everyone saw at face value. But he chose not to act out of character unless he believed he really needed to. Like now. This wasn't the first time Lucifer broke to lament over what he had failed to do. What had led to their moments of heartbreak and loss and trauma. Mammon had dearly cherished and adored Lilith. Just as all his brothers and many others had. Yet Mammon had made his peace with Lilith. She had gone from being a cute trouble maker angel to living a full human life. Including a spouse and children. Something Mammon believed was an unspoken dream Lilith had when she was an angel. So he had given his thanks that Lilith lived well and was so deeply loved by her fellow humans. He would always miss her. Yet he was grateful as well.

Yet Lucifer was only able to dwell on the losses. On the failures. On the rending pain and hardships suffered from choices made so very long ago. Perhaps it was part of his Sin. To holding tightly to all he has done with ferocity and conviction. Mammon wasn't going to ponder that for any longer than a fly buzzing past a window. Instead, Mammon just held Lucifer to rest his chin on lucifer's head. Hands removing the overcoat and shirts as Lucifer sniffled and choked on sobs. Until Mammon had to shift them so he could get those unforgiving tailored pants off of Lucifer so they didn't get wrinkled any further. Swapping them for a pair of sweat shorts he'd kept in his back pocket when leaving his own room. Lucifer was too upset and intoxicated to do much but follow Mammon's lead. Until they were laying in that bed for Mammon to tuck Lucifer into his front. The Avatar of Greed giving a long sigh of air to rub Lucifer's back. It put the Avatar of Pride to sleep in seconds. Leaving Mammon to text with his free hand to the group chat that Lucifer was asleep. The others giving replies of relief for their pact human to thank Mammon for getting Lucifer to rest. A warmth washing over Mammon for him to feel like the protective caregiver for a change.

But then a private message came in from Satan. Making Mammon blink to then wince as he read it. "You forgot to hide the empty Demonus bottles when you left. I will take care of them. Be sure Lucifer actually stays in the bed. All night if you need to." Mammon could guess at all the not spoken implications of such a text message from the blonde demon sleuth. But Mammon chose instead to worry over such a thing later. Yawning as wide as possible to then close his eyes and get some sleep.

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Vash from the game wuwa

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I am an idiot sandwich. But instead of two pieces of bread, I want to be squished between Vash and Wolfwood.

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Softer Still

Rating: G

Pairing: Vash the Stampede x Reader Summary: In the stillness of the night, Vash quietly lingers on the part of you that means the most to him. Content: fluff, reader is described as having gained weight and having insecurities because of it. Word Count: 1k

If someone asked him what his favorite part of you was, Vash thinks he’d probably smile, rub the back of his neck, maybe laugh a little too softly before trying to answer.

Your eyes, maybe. The way they shine when they find him across a room, like he’s gravity and you’re happy to be pulled in. How they soften the second they land on him, as if the world fades a little in favor of his presence. Or maybe your smile—that bright, unfiltered joy that takes up your whole face and never fails to melt something inside him. Wide, genuine, the kind that crinkles the corners of your eyes. He treasures it like starlight. Especially the way it falters, just slightly, when he compliments you and you go all bashful, hiding behind your hands or ducking your head away like he can't see you. He’s a little weak for that too.

Of course, there’s the obvious stuff too. He’s noticed the curve of your hips, the sway of your walk, the way your shirt fits just right in certain places, and he can’t stop the way his gaze drifts down you when you saunter away. He loves all of it, genuinely.

But when he’s being honest with himself, when it’s quiet like this, with you dozing away at his side, your body warm and relaxed against him, he knows none of those things are what he cherishes most.

It’s this. Right here.

The soft weight of you leaning into him. The gentle pudge at your middle where his hand rests, rising and falling with every slow breath. The way your shirt lifts just slightly, revealing a sliver of skin that most people would overlook. 

He doesn’t. He never does.

He notices every inch.

You didn’t always look like this. When he first met you, you were thinner. You’d brush off meals, say you weren’t hungry, or forget to eat at all when things got too hectic. Your clothes hung a little loose, and you moved like someone who was always carrying an invisible weight, but never the kind that showed.

Now... Now you’re softer. Rounder in places. You fill his arms in a way that makes his chest ache with something he doesn’t quite know how to name.

He knows you’re a little insecure about it. He’s caught the way your hands tug at your clothes sometimes, how your gaze lingers in the mirror longer than necessary. You’ve made a few quiet, self-deprecating comments, probably thinking he didn’t notice.

But he did.

And he’d said something simple in return, something honest. But it didn’t feel like enough. Because how could he explain the feeling this part of you evokes in him?

It’s not just desire, though yes, he finds you breathtaking. It’s not just affection, though there’s that too—endless, aching affection that coils in his chest every time he sees you smile.

No, it’s something else.

This softness, this proof of rest, of nourishment, of healing, it means more to him than he knows how to say. It’s not about how it looks. Not really. He would love you at any size, in any shape, in every version of yourself. Nothing would ever change the way his heart beats for you. His love has never been conditional, never tied to the surface.

It’s not about beauty. It’s about what it represents.

It’s a quiet testament to something tender and hard-won. That you're eating regularly. Sleeping properly. Laughing more. Letting yourself exist without fear or guilt or punishment. Letting yourself be cared for—by him, or by yourself. That’s what makes this so precious to him. Not the look of it, but the meaning behind it.

It means you’re not going hungry. It means you’ve let your body breathe, let him care for you, maybe.

And all he wanted in those moments of bitter self-deprecation, was to cup your face in his hands and tell you—

This is my favorite part.

He wishes he could explain it in a way that makes sense to you—that every time his hand runs over your side and finds that little bit of pudge, it settles something in him. He craves it. He knows how much the world can take from people. He knows how easily it strips joy away, replaces softness with sharpness, with edges made for defense. He’s seen it in so many others. He’s felt it in himself.

And when he sees you happy, when he sees you full of light and laughter and appetite, it fills his chest with something so deep and profound he doesn’t have words for it. Maybe it’s love. Maybe it’s relief. Maybe it’s all the things he thought he didn’t deserve, and yet here you are.

He rests his head against your shoulder, arms wrapped around your middle, and just holds you. Not to protect, not to fix. Just to be close. To feel your warmth against his chest, to feel the rise and fall of your breath under his palm.

This change. This weight. It means you're eating. It means you're letting yourself be. It means you're not running anymore, not just surviving on scraps of time and energy.

It means, maybe, that you’re letting him love you, and that you’re starting to love yourself, just a little, too.

He’s loved a lot of things in his life, but this—this gentle, growing joy he feels when he sees you well—is something precious and worth savouring.

He lets his thumb brush over the softness at your side, slow and and soft and reverent. You shift in your sleep, nuzzling closer, and Vash smiles.

Yeah, if someone asked him, he could say eyes, smile, lips, all of that. They’d be right. They’d be true.

But his real answer?

The extra weight.

Because it's not just softness. It’s not just physical.

It’s proof.

Proof that you’re alive. That you’re healing. That you’ve chosen this—him—even in the quiet, vulnerable places where no one else looks.

And to him, there’s nothing more beautiful than that.

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