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Solomon has a bad leg. At first, he didn't really notice it, or maybe he just assumed that he pulled a muscle or something. Whenever he's been sitting down for a while and he has to get up, he feels a slight pull in his right leg. When he has to bend down to grab the thing he dropped or get on his knees to collect a certain root, a small, sharp pain shoots up through his leg.

Solomon has lived a long time. He's experienced a lot of pain, but it's always gone away eventually. Sometimes he needed a healing spell, or he would borrow a little power from one of his pacts to heal it. But this stupid pain in his leg won't go away, no matter what he does. He's tried every single healing method he remembers, and it just won't stop. 

He feels silly. He feels helpless. He wonders if the years have finally caught up to him. 

He wonders if all the times you teasingly called him an old man were just a secret ploy to curse him. Because he certainly feels like an old man now. 

He's good at hiding his pain. Expertly, in fact. So it takes a while for you to notice. But you do, and when you do, you get really upset. 

"You been hiding this from me? Why didn't you tell me?" you ask, and Solomon sighs and grips his leg. It's so stiff that he has a hard time walking around on it. Usually, it isn't all that bad, but he was in the human world the other day, and the temperatures were unusually cold, and now his leg is acting up, and wow the world really isn’t on his side these days.

"I didn't want you to worry," is all he responds, and you cross your arms, staring furiously at him, trying to control your temper. 

"I want to worry about you. I want to know if you're hurting!" you say, and Solomon feels a flash of annoyance. Not with you, but with himself. For making you worry and for making you upset. 

You go to him and cup his face, worry etched into your face from the way your eyebrows furrow to the way your lips purse. "Let me in," you ask, and Solomon feels his heart swell with sorrow. You give so easily, you open so easily, you never ever blame him for anything. So why can't he do this one thing for you? 

"I've been alone for so long," he says, and you nod, bringing him closer to you. Your foreheads touch, your noses brush against each other, and he closes his eyes, surrendering himself to your care. 

After that, whenever his leg acts up, you hand him an ibuprofen. The first time you do, Solomon feels very silly. All this wisdom, and it never once occurred to him to take a pill. What's even worse is that the pill works. His leg begins to feel better.

It still acts up sometimes, but you recognise the signs by now and hand him the pill each time without a single word. 

And he no longer feels silly. He just feels very loved.

a/n: i'm working on a longer fic, and i wanted to post a lil something, so here's a quick little thought i had. hope you enjoyed it, thank you for reading, mwah mwah mwah <- free kisses for anyone who wants one.

divider by @/cafekitsune.

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Back again on Humans are Space Orcs bullshit *does a kickflip*

Humans will pack bond with Anything. Even random objects (a Roomba for example) and I can't help but imagine Mammon chilling with his crows and MC just coming out with a bowl of snacks for the birds, a new morning ritual of theirs. Has a full out conversation with the birds and pets their little heads, earning paper clips, buttons and coins in return from their feathered friends.

Belphie giving MC a plushie/stuffie since he's not the best with words and Lucifer spots MC walking to class with the stuffed friend peeking out of their backpack because they don't want their buddy to be lonely at the house.

MC crying cuz their favorite jacket's sleeve got torn and Satan is trying to calm them down and promises to sew it back together.

Also yes this also applies to an autistic MC so don't clown on this post.

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I just had a dream that was basically a zombie apocalypse AU of obey me, where sometime after the extange programa a virus breaks out in the human realm and MC and Solomon desperately try to find a cure with both necromancy and science. (In my dream, they used somesort of necromancy type magic, so it'd only affect the dead) MC returned to the Devildom to research more magic and be safer while doing it; but MC (still being mortal) works themselves to the bone, barely sleeping or stopping to eat. So Mammon (and the rest of the brothers but mainly Mamms) are desperate to get MC to take a break, which MC (due to stress) kinda snaps at him because 'humans as a species are in danger' which in response (instewd of backing down) he brings up that if MC doesn't stop and take a break they'll probably end up stressing to death (because humans are fragile) and leave Solomon alone to try and fix this so MC tales a break but all they can think about is the literal apocalypse happening in the human realm.

ALSO, in my dream, whenever MC had to go to the human realm or were ever in danger, the brothers would bust ass and kill any zombies trying to kill/bite/get to MC.

Anyway, I thought that was interesting 🤷‍♂️

(Yes, I literally just woke up to tell ya'll my dream😭)

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Barbatos simps be like:

“I want that barbussy-“

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Putting a stop to self deprecation.

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Alternatively, imagine MC is nervous (like in class or something) and starts cracking their knuckles, and everyone is panicing because 'the human is breaking their hands'

What if the Demons and angles in Obey me have never cracked their back, simply because they never needed to/can't? Like, what if that's like... just a human thing. Imagine one of the brothers complaining about their back hurting, and MC is just like "oh just crack you back," and the brother is like, "CRACK YOUR WHAT?! 😨" and MC has to explain what 'cracking you back' means. Or, Imagine Solomon just stretches, and there's a loud 'pop', and everyone just automatically assumes he just broke his fucking back 💀.

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What if the Demons and angles in Obey me have never cracked their back, simply because they never needed to/can't? Like, what if that's like... just a human thing. Imagine one of the brothers complaining about their back hurting, and MC is just like "oh just crack you back," and the brother is like, "CRACK YOUR WHAT?! 😨" and MC has to explain what 'cracking you back' means. Or, Imagine Solomon just stretches, and there's a loud 'pop', and everyone just automatically assumes he just broke his fucking back 💀.

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Everyone needs to see this.

Hey cc

So in the vampire pop quiz I think it was Dia who said something very interesting "looks like they are fixated on mc because mc is the manifestation of their desires" now that did align well with my effort to understand why would all 7 of them be this obsessed lol

Anyway in my head mc goes like guys that's just my idea of how a proper human should be lol pretty sure if any other human ended up here who kinda like hot demons you all would be obsessed about that human too

Anyway, can I request a drabble about this kind of mc not insecure, just not understanding why mc deserving all this attention

Barb would be interesting to drabble about this since it took him sooooo looooong to open up to mc a bit

happy to see you are still having fun with Barbs thirst trap 😎

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Hi there, 🐆 anon! I apologize for the delay on this - it's been taking me a little longer than I anticipated to get through the drabble requests...

Augh the Barbatos shower picture is going to be the death of me, I swear. I'm still thinking about a nsfw drabble based on one of his lines lkasdfkjfj it's a problem, I swear.

Anyway, here's a Barb drabble with MC not getting why the demons are obsessed with them! I thought it was a cute little scenario. And Barb is just being super romantic as always lol. I can't help it, I am but a humble fluff writer.

Barbatos could see it on your face - a subtle expression that the others might not pick up on. It told him the story of how you were trying your best to hide your own confusion. It was something that happened every time one of the brothers complimented you, when they fought over you, when they expressed this need to always be near you. A slight furrow of your brow, the tiniest downturn of your lips, the fleeting uncertainty that flashed through your eyes.

Ever since your first day in the Devildom, Barbatos had seen this look. He was always watching you. The more he did, the more it became clear to him that you didn't understand why everyone seemed to think there was something special about you.

Perhaps he waited too long. Perhaps he should have mentioned it to you sooner. But you didn't seem distressed. All he ever saw was bafflement. So he let it be for quite some time. Until he finally found himself alone with you when it displayed itself.

Barbatos had been pouring you a cup of tea as he heard about the brothers' latest antics. You were telling him that they had been arguing over who got to work with you on an upcoming school project.

"And then Levi got involved and I had to calm everybody down before Lotan was summoned," you said.

You were looking down at the table, your mind clearly elsewhere, when that expression flashed across your face.

Barbatos put down the teapot. "Does it make you uncomfortable, MC? When they argue over you this way?"

You met his eyes, seemingly startled by his question. "No," you said. "It's a little silly, but it doesn't make me uncomfortable. Why do you ask?"

"It's only that I've noticed the look of confusion you sometimes have in moments like these," Barbatos said. "As if there's something that troubles you about it."

You frowned in thought for a moment. "I guess I just don't understand why they care so much? Why do they think I deserve this much attention? I just act like a regular human would. Why are they so… obsessed?"

Barbatos chuckled. "Do you truly not see? This is exactly what makes you so fascinating."

"I don't know what you mean," you said.

"Despite being a totally unique individual, you still believe you are ordinary," Barbatos said gently. "I have been alive for a long time, MC. I have met many humans. No two are alike. You are not 'regular' because there is no such thing. You are yourself and that is why we love you."

Barbatos was pleased to see that confused look replaced by a soft blush. "You…?" you couldn't finish your question.

Barbatos took your hand and kissed the back of it. "Indeed," he said. "Even I have fallen under your spell. I will remind you of how special you are for the rest of your life if I must."

You laughed, a little taken aback. "I don't think that's going to be necessary."

Barbatos only smiled, your hand still clasped in his. He was content to see such a soft and sweet expression on your face, a glint of happiness in your eyes. Despite what you said, if he ever did see that confusion there again, he would do everything he could to bring your smile back instead.

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Demon mc gets stressed and subconsciously tugs at their horns and rub at the base where they grow out from similarly to how human will sometimes pull at their hair or pick at their skin.

A self soothing action found in demons with high anxiety.

Diavolo noticed this action over time and made a point to have you sit next to him or one of the other lords for comfort. If he catches mc, reaching to tug at their horns, he will gently take their hands and shake his head authoritatively. " No tugging, it'll hurt you"

Mc puts their hands back down as diavolo gives them scratches and pets on the spot in between their horns. He dgaf who sees, what is anyone gonna do??? He's the prince, and you're his favorite.

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Old fart with two kids

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Somthing gone wrong...

Short, and a warm-up. Not beta read.

TW Mc fucking dies(?) angst writing body horror (idk if this really counts as body horror but better safe than sorry)

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Mc sat slumped against a tree in the devildom forest, limbs starting to elongate, joints popping and twisting into unnatural angles; their skin stretching into something non human When they dared to speak they found that their vocal cords could not be controlled in a way they were used to, barely able to let out whimpers and croaks… MC gave up on trying to get home and their body no longer felt human. They heaved as it got harder and harder for their lungs to function under the pressure they felt in their chest.

None of this was as bad as the pain of slipping away from humanity. Thoughts that felt more like mindless instinct began to invade MC's body like a plague unable to think in their own voice at some point, the most they could do was think through emotion, they desperately tried to keep the memories of their loved ones… soon that faded to only the faces of the demons, angels and human in their life down here in the devildom remained and when those began to fade they tried to at least remember the general shape of each one of them…. 

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Asmodeus had only looked at his hand to make sure his nails were still looking perfect… and out of boredom but suddenly the meeting between the student council members turned into pure chaos as soon as asmo screamed the words “MCs mark is fading!” causing every brother to look at their own marks, which were all indeed fading. A sign something was deeply wrong

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Like yeah I get monster are sexy. But what I don't see a lot of is romance.

Like I want to play fetch with a werewolf

I want to cuddle with a naga

I want answer trivia questions with a sphinx

I want to do a dragon's makeup

I want to knit with a giant spider

I want to go clothes shopping with a doppelganger

I want to show off my strength to a bunny boy

I want to sing with a siren

I want to fish with a merfolk

I want to train with an orc

I want to star gaze with a mindflayer

I want to soar with a harpy

I want to LOVE monsters

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he/him pronouns aren't enough i need to nut inside another man

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Honestly, I think being folded in half by a vampire lord/lady while they fuck me slow and deep, their claw-like fingernails sinking easily into the soft undersides of my thighs while their tongue lathes against the side of my neck, muttering soft praises against my skin as they're preparing me for when the inevitable bite comes, would fix a lot of my emotional health problems.

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Having a Vampire Boyfriend would be so fucking funny

Like imagine cooking and accidentally cutting your finger while chopping carrots or sum shit.

"Fuck!" You exclaim, flinching away as the knife clatters to the countertop. Blood drips down your fingers as you hold your wound close to your body.

Your vampire boo is immediately on you. He gently grabs your hand, wanting to see the damage.

It's not too deep.

He grabs a napkin and cleans the blood. "You have to be more careful, love," he mutters softly.

You flush slightly, a bit embarrassed at his coddling. "I'm fine, really."

He finishes patting your wound clean and presses his lips to your hand. His cold skin feels refreshing against the heated injury, making you let out a soft sigh. He pulls away as he holds the bloodied napkin a little too protectively.

"So..." he begins, nervously fiddling with the napkin. "Can I?" He bats his eyelashes as his voice borders on begging.

You roll your eyes and let out a sigh. At least he asked this time.

You turn to look at him. "Sure, but don't be weird abou—"

Him immediately:

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Imagine if demons were afraid of flashlights...

You just point the light at Lucifer and he freezes in his place

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If you were lost in the woods (that your village most definitely believes is haunted) would you-

Go left to the Drider infested caves, where trap webs hide in the brush and with the slightest movement will set off and capture you?

OR

Go right to the Naga territory where they stalk you and blend in with the surroundings debating on when to strike and snatch you up?

Keep in mind- It’s mating season for one, and they are known to hunt humans and even stalk them like prey because once they’re in love they mate for life.

The other is known to use their venom to paralyze their prey and do as they please, and if curious, is known try and mate out of their own species.

You don’t know which is which.

Both are stronger than a hundred full grown men, and both love to feed and make nests for their mates, and have been fabled to have forced their chosen mates inside of the nests aggressively when their heats reach their peak.

Or a possible third option- Follow the sweet melody you hear coming from the river, maybe it could lead you home? Or maybe you can find who owns that enchanting voice and say “hello”. You’re sure Sirens aren’t real, but this person could definitely play the part!

(I was bored sorry lol -Mommabean )