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fridgemissionmaster · 2 months ago

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I just want to say how much I loove your writing despite having found your blog only recently. The way you write the characters just makes them feel so real somehow

If I may make a request then maybe a little domestic Solomon fluff? I was rereading Nightbringer story recently and the way he's with MC in the begining just feels so cozy and warm and he's so fucking cute

I wish you a nice day!!

Ancient bones creaking, rigor mortis losing it’s grip, numbness faded away a dull and sharp pang of pain shooting through the back and neck, a deep trembling breath of life filling those collapsing lungs.

Slowly the wizard sat up. He kept forgetting how awful he felt after sleeping on his workbench. Slowly he stood, his muscles too stiff for comfort.

What time was it anyway?

Meandering across the room he paused for a moment, standing on his tiptoes, back arched, a great big yawn escaped him, sleepy dewy tears formed in the corners of his eyes, hands held high above his head as he stretched getting some of those air bubbles to make that satisfying pop sound before he continued.

Smacking face first into the wall and falling to the floor with a loud thud.

He didn’t bother to get up.

At least he was awake now, but that meant he could think again. And all that did, was make him miss you.

Even now after, what? Months? Or was it weeks? He couldn’t bother to keep track any more. Every last day at Cocytus Hall he cherished, marked down into his memory, chiseled into his heart. Although even stone eroded over time, at least he tried something to make sure that time stayed with him as long as his mind would allow.

His half hazy body still moved as if he were back there, the layout of that place, he could recall it, make a detailed map of it without a second thought, down to where you usually left your book bag or where you tended to lose your phone.

Not that he didn’t like being here with Simeon and Luke but… it just felt too sudden, leaving that paradise.

Who was he kidding, it always would have been.

He learned long ago how easy it was to simply let go and move on, but not this. He never could, nor did he ever want too. But the price was this wretched heartache.

He couldn’t help laughing.

It was so odd, to REALLY feel like he was human again. Or perhaps STILL human was a more apt wording. How could a man love such a pain so much.

Slowly he made his way out of his room and down the hall for the kitchen and living area. And since he was still dressed from last night, all he had to do was smooth out his shirt. Hopefully nobody would notice the wrinkles that had gotten pressed in from his awkward sleeping position, he didn’t want to needlessly worry his roommates over his nonexistent health… again.

Well, he heard the scrapes of a spatula or something against the pan, now all he had was to hope the scraping was for a breakfast and not a lunch or even worse dinner.

But judging by the delectable smells, it had to be breakfa

Cautiously he drew closer. Wrapping his arms around from behind, squeezing you close, burrowing his face into the crook of your neck. He almost couldn’t believe the feeling of your warmth seeping through his clothes.

“Hey, enough of that, I don’t need you getting a crick in your neck if you haven’t gotten one already.”

And that playful tone. “Ah, sorry. But I’m still so tired.”

He had to be dreaming, your chuckle. “Come on, now you’re sounding like Belphegor.” Turning you head to better face him, he could melt from how soft your skin was against his, your cheeks pressed together. “Now shoo, get to the table. I promised Simeon and Luke I wouldn’t let you blow up the kitchen while they were away.”

“Away?”

“You poor man, you’re still out of it, aren’t you?” No, he very well knew why, he just didn’t think they’d have left this early. But he’d take any excuse to hear your voice just a little more. “They’ve left for some sort of business in the Celestial Realm, they must have told you about it.”

“uh-huh”

You’re really here? Right now? Just the two of you, no one to interrupt, no one for you to want to leave his side for? No one else who need you?

“But they started getting worried about you, and your recent stint of late-night experimenting.” You looked to him, brow raised getting him to shrink a little on the spot.

“Well, maybe I need someone around to remind me how late it is?”

You scoffed, no bite to it, a delicate smile playing across your lips as you flipped over another pancake. “I’m your apprentice, not your assistant.”

‘your apprentice’

A giddiness came trembling through his whole body. “Yes you are!”

“And I’m also your babysitter.”

“Eh?”

“Dude. Ever since we got back I’ve been hearing nothing but about how you’ve been working yourself down to the bone, staying up late. It’s just… a lot more than before…”

“I see.” Perhaps so.

“And here I thought you might have broken the habit, but apparently you’ve been skipping out on dinner for instant noodles near midnight again.”

“…” He couldn’t. He didn’t need to act afool in front of you again. At least then he had the excuse of alcohol making him loose lipped last time he spilled his guts.

“That depressed without me?” Not that his feelings weren’t obvious without it apparently. “Well, they asked me to keep an eye on you while they’re away.”

He couldn’t help smirking, resting his chin on your shoulder. “So, you’ll be staying the night?” Or was that too hopeful, knowing how possessive Lucifer was, especially over your ‘curfew’.

“The whole time. How else am I to make sure you actually get to bed on time? Now, go take a shower and put on new clothes. I know your tricks.”

“… Maybe I need help showering?”

“HAH! Nice try, but I already took one.”

“I can tell, this bodywash is so nice.”

“Right? I… wanted to find something similar to the one I used… in the past, but they don’t make it anymore… Anyway, get going,” You lightly shook him off, and the man reluctantly letting go. “-breakfast and coffee will be ready once you’re back. Oh,” With the spatula you pointed to the fridge. “I’ve kinda used the last of everything so we’ll need to do some shopping.”

“Alright, I’ll be back in a minuet!” And so he ran off, like some excited child about to go on a trip to the candy store.

“wait, N-NOT A LITERAL MINUET, RIGHT!? NO MAGIC, ACTUALLY SHOWER!”

…

Only because you insist. Besides maybe you’d notice he got the same bodywash too.

And when go shopping, you’d have to hold hands, after all, in this time the streets are much more crowded, it wouldn’t do for him to get separated from his adorable apprentice.

Not again.

A VERY quick, little something. Hope you like it, but if you want something little bigger you can always ask again, it'd just take a lot more time.

#obey me #obey me x reader #obey me fic #obey me ficlet #obey me imagines #obey me solomon #obey me solomon x reader #obey me solomon x mc #obey me x mc

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fridgemissionmaster · 2 months ago

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this is less of a request and more of a "what are your thoughts" but I was wondering if, since the undateable trio will never be added to the OG/NB intimacy system, what you think their surprise guest preferences would have been? (like where you think they'd like to be tapped, what physical touch they would react best too, etc)

it's been something that has been on my mind since forever (specifically for Mephisto because of course lol) and i would love to hear your reasoning/thoughts if you have any! it's a bit of an odd/random request probably so if you dont feel any inclinations about it then no worries about passing on my ask. love your writing 🫶

THAT… is a complicated question! What interactions (taps, gift giving, pets, ignoring, shaking the phone) and more importantly in what order to do those interactions in is determined by the dialogue the characters says before the interaction and OM and NB have different dialogues although they mirror one another leading to the same interactions they like best. Such as, whether in the OG or NB to get the best interactions with Beel post battle Head tap, then chest pet, and chest pet again, for the high five do the high five, arm tap, then arm rub.

None of the characters have a specific touch they like best technically?????? Kinda????? but it dose seem at least SOME have preferences like Mammon, any 3 star battle interaction just pet his face, nothing else and you’ll get the best results. Most of Satan’s, Diavolo’s and Barbatos’ interactions that net you the most points always involve a lot of chest taps, sometimes nothing but chest taps. A good chunk of Levi’s and Belphies best are head rubs and taps. For Simeon it’s not a certain location but most of his best interactions involve pets whether they be on the head, face, or chest.

HOWEVER, that dose not mean I have nothing to add. For the longest time every character has had a corresponding favorite food, but when you look at the list of foods, there are three extra, and oh would you look at that, it seems each of these are rather fitting to our undatable three. Each of their descriptions even state “???’s favorite.” IT’S SOMEONE’S FAVORITE! I swear either those three were meant to be datables earlier on but got delayed or something. ESPECIALLY because these foods UNLIKE the previous undatables of Diavolo, Barbatos, Luke, Simeon, and Solomon, have flavor text.

(I have a pet conspiracy theory that Mephisto, Raph, and Thirteen were meant to be introduced in season three, possibly even be dateable instead of making the side characters datable, but those guys got so popular it was a business decision to make them datable and leave the new three for later. Like, in season two the reaper’s cave was super important and they were HINTING SO HARD, PRATICALLY OUT RIGHT CALLING OUT THIRTEEN they just hadn’t said her name! And quote unquote the new three’s food all has flavor text, just like the datable brothers, and not the side guys, like their stuff was made last minuet. Hell you could even go so far as to theorize that the reason people generally agree that the story starts going down hill season three onward is because that was not how it was meant to be but the side characters had to be forced in to be datable because of money! Do you hear me!? DO YOU HEAR ME!?)

Anyway.

I’d say the Comfort Candy for Thirteen “Eating this candy will change your mood.” I believe she’d have fun with that one, or maybe it wouldn’t even effect her at all considering she is death and not the average… alive creature to get effected by things.

Black Coffee of Melancholy for Mephisto, I recall there being the string of chats in the OG where there was a rumored hole that would suck out all your joy, Satan goes to message Mephisto about it and it seemed he was unaffected, Satan assuming he was too late and Mephisto lost all joy. Given Mephisto has been described as always busy I could see him drinking the stuff to keep up with all his work. This also leads to interesting implications either A. Mephisto throws out all joy so he can concentrate on the task at hand, B. it doesn’t matter since he’s only happy either in Diavolo and his little brother’s presents anyway, or C. it’s stated that he’s just about as powerful as Lucifer so it is entirely possible neither the hole nor the coffee can effect him at all in their more magical aspects at least.

Then that leaves the Backstabbing Sandwich for Raphael… okay not gonna lie the descriptor doesn’t quite fit him, but we could also say that because this game has been in development for a while and things change such as the history and personality of the character who was intended to get this food. But… c’mon, a stabby food dose fit the man considering all the spears now littering the Devildom due to him. UNLESS… it’s an irony thing, the volatile angel not actually not being the bad guy in a narrative where you’re expected to side with the demon brothers always.

Considering your love of Mephistopheles, I can come up with a few ideas of how his interactions would go.

I say he’d like chest taps the “true/born as demons” aka Diavolo, Barbatos, and Satan all heavily favor chest taps so I’d say it’d be the same for our noble here as well as being ignored (more on that here jump to Demons and Courting: Showing Interest the paragraph before the related tangent), and as I said before the coffee as his favorite food.

As for other gifts, generally you need to do a specific action order for the character to like the whip of love, I say there be more opportunities than average to use it and him liking it, considering he’s a strong demon and demons society can be a bit… violent I say this man embraces that aspect of his home and CAN find it charming you’re trying to leave a mark, on HIM, how bold of you. I would find it funny if the “bad” interactions are him asking if you even know what you’re doing, he wasn’t hurt or annoyed by the action itself but your lack of skill in wielding the whip that I feel is fitting for him.

Other things from the… medicine category, idk what it’s called, the section with the whip, and bandages. He likes both the medicine and poison. The others are neutral.

As for the presents, loves flowers, likes the movie ticket, perfume, and message card.

and finally… a smidge of dialogue.

3 Star: “Hah, as if you could expect anything less!”

High Five: “Just this once, I’m in a good mood.”

Gift: “Take it. I know you’ll make good use of it.”

Gift Medicine: “Oh, thank you. I was just getting a headache.”

Gift Poison: “Perfect, I was just starting to run low on this.”

Leaving after perfect interaction: “It’s time to go already!? … I… can keep you company a while longer.”

Leaving after worst interaction: “Honestly, do you enjoy wasting other’s time. I shouldn’t have expected more of you.”

Whip perfect: “I’ll admit, you attempts can be rather charming.”

Whip Bad: “Do you even know what you’re doing?”

Perfect touch 1: Heh heh- You heard nothing!”

Good touch 1: “Hmm? Is this a human custom?”

Bad touch 1: “Don’t do that again.”

Terrible touch 1: “Do. Not. lay a finger on me.”

#vexing hours #obey me #obey me x reader #obey me imagines #obey me thirteen #obey me mehpistopheles #obey me mephisto #obey me raphael #obey me surprise guest

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fridgemissionmaster · 2 months ago

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Demons and Marriage: what this means and looks like to beings who exist for so long

What is marriage? A social construct, a means for companionship, or something else? Whatever the case may be, at this point whatever original purpose it was to have has changed over time. Hell, one can assume even before marriage people coupled up and stayed with one individual as partners for life.

But what about if you’re essentially immortal?

Are divorces common due to individuals simply getting tired after so long together? Or perhaps not, due to those people’s perception of time reaching much farther than our own?

Unfortunately, despite the game having a whole event (kinda 2) dedicated to this concept, and this being a ROMANCE game, we never get much information on how demons see marriage. Hell, it even is made very evident in-game trends in the human world influence the Devildom so who’s to say the concept of marriage isn’t one such thing, a new oddity the populace is fascinated about for a moment before moving on to the next thing. Lust, and Greed are major concepts in the Devildom, who’s to say they’d hold such a concept as ever lasting companionship with a single individual in high regard at all?

All we can do is speculate as to what this could be like.

Demon Society: what place could marriage have (control and companionship)

In older human society marriage seemed to have two major purposes, power and reproduction. Would these concepts apply to demons though?

One thing that is made very clear is that one’s place in the societal hierarchy in the Devildom is almost completely, if not solely determined by one’s strength, one’s power. Despite the brothers being fallen angels, and not having been around for long they were able to quickly carve out their place in society as the Devildom’s new seven rulers. In part could be in thanks to Diavolo, they were more easily able to settle in, but even with Diavolo, all eight of them clearly had decenters from all sides, angels, Devildom Elites, ect, who did not like this arrangement and wanted it to fail. Even Diavolo couldn’t fend off all that, the brothers still had to fight and prove themselves, if not worthy than at the very least capable. Capable of fighting back, capable of defending/not embarrassing their benefactor, capable of slinking into every crack and crevice of society, of embedding themselves to become irreplaceable, capable of making it so that their absence would surely spell destruction. Make themselves needed, useful.

With this logic marriage couldn’t be used as a method of ‘climbing up the social ladder’ as can happen in human society. Sure, it could be used as a short-cut, but if one can’t prove their strength they’ll be eaten alive.

If marriage were to be used as a tool for power, it’d likely only be among the elite. After all, what better way of making sure another family doesn’t try… I don’t know, eliminate your whole family to get more reach, than by getting a long standing hostage. If the demons were strong enough and had the motivation they would have clawed their way into power so the act of marriage could act as more of a bargaining chip, a way to declare peace or as a way to keep other families in check. Even if not strong enough, they are still greedy, prideful creatures and may try getting more power even if they don’t have the strength to reach it. Or perhaps, families could simply agree to marriage to pool their power, get more strength and alliances to take out bigger competition together.

For demons, unfortunately, marriage cannot be used to make a powerful heir, demons are incapable of making more of their own in such a way unlike humans, so marriage for them, if used as a tool can solely be used to make social ties, nothing more. Even then, IF they were capable of repopulating in such a way marriage isn’t a biological component needed for that process. (This is elaborated in this headcannon. Just jump to the section titled: Demon/Angel Bodies: how they operate lacking physicality (population and family))

Sure all the above could technically apply to lesser demons, but as seen time and time again, lesser demons can’t even hold a candle to the strength of their nobility.

Then do they have any use for marriage?

Well, what use is marriage to the lower and middle classes of human society? It really just depends on the individuals, sometimes it’s to get on another’s insurance, maybe they love one another and want to keep each other close, perhaps they feel pressured to by outside forces like family or religion.

I did say before demons are a more promiscuous bunch somewhere in the opening paragraphs, but that exact statement can also be turned around. I mean just look at the brothers and how over and over they fight to keep you all to themselves. If nothing else, if not even for the romance of it all, marriage could be common for the sake of wanting to lay claim to another.

I believe that marriage as a concept wouldn’t be foreign to demons, but it also wouldn’t be the most common practice, more so something reserved for the elite in their constant power struggles. After all, as sad as it may sound, living for so long it’s only natural for things to just change over time, to just grow apart into different people. Lesser demons do marry but more often than not they forgo that to simply enjoy their time together, move in, ect. Perhaps later on they would but it’s not a guarantee or pressure to do so, not from society at least. There are few to no social benefits to marriage for lesser demons at least. Human society places such an importance on marriage and having kids but when the whole ‘having kids’ thing is eliminated, society doesn’t have much of a need for marriage outside of tradition or control. (Yes there are technically other things such as being a dual income household, but that kinda stuff is more dependent on individual couples and their dynamic and what they want and I can’t account for EVERY possibility.)

Demons and Courting: Showing Interest

SO! This may be a topic less related to marriage specifically and coupling in general, but the concepts are intrinsically intertwined, how is a demon to show they have an interest in another?

Well, just as many forms as humans have to express their interest, verbally, gift giving, ect, demons do those too. However if one were to pin down specific behaviors it would be going out of the way for their person of interest. Acts of service. Getting someone their favorite tea without them asking when their tired, carrying their bookbag on the way back from school, if the person they like is shorter rearranging the kitchen shelves so the things they get frequently are within reach.

The most romantic form of flirting to a demon is little everyday moments of making life easier. One can boast of their love as much as they want, or even kiss and to showoff one’s wealth, but for naturally selfish beings to accommodate another in their life, to be so filled with thoughts of another to try and want to improve their life in even the smallest, most easily overlooked of ways? Swoon worthy. Big shows are just that, shows, but little thing require thought, require dedication, and THAT is what demons find attractive DEDICATION.

Sure, MC helped mend a broken family so it makes sense why the brothers fell for them, but what about the others? Even if it wasn’t for them directly, time and time again they all witnessed this human’s dedication they give to those they love, who wouldn’t want someone like that to look their way? To be on the receiving end of that?

This, little everyday moments, thought of another, also explains why true demons, and not fallen angels, have positive interactions with being ignored in ‘Surprise Guest’. The brothers, are not true demons, and they live rather separated from demon kind, mostly keeping to their own despite being rulers, so some of their actions is more reminiscent of angels, they aren’t truly bathed in demon culture and ideology, nor do they completely still carry angelic ideologies either, a little of both, not completely aligned with one or the other in their actions.

However, Diavolo, Barbatos, and Solomon all have a deep understanding of demon culture, they can see the charm of being ignored. The worst thing that another can do to a demon is neutrality, to not care one way or the other at all. However, to be ignored? For someone to just exist beside them, that is a special, and a rarer kind of effort one can’t find in too many other forms. It takes a lot of work to not react to another’s presents or to simply exist beside another, to so willingly share a space. That’s something only true demons or one who truly understands their culture could see the dedication that action requires. (Technically Simeon has ONE ‘Surprise Guest’ line where he likes being ignored but the line is “I didn't expect to run into you at such an hour. What's wrong? Couldn't sleep?” I interpret that is he assumes you’re falling asleep, and THAT’S what he likes, not the action itself)

Related Tangent: To reject their feelings is to reject that demon’s existence Though many imagine demons as cunning, conniving creatures they are much more honest and blunt than their angelic counterparts. If a demon likes you, you’ll know it. Demons being less physical than humans in their existence (more on this here) emotions ARE them. Humans tend to separate and compartmentalize everything, to the extent that we tend to treat our mind and emotions as separate from the person, as things that happen TO and are not FROM or PART of us. To demons hiding their emotions is strange behavior because in essence, that’s hiding who you are. There are some exceptions like embarrassment, or if one were unsure about their own feelings, but these feelings are never ignored or separate from them. Demons are all about living in the moment, indulging in any desire NOT being honest with how one is feeling is simply counter productive to that. However this in itself has consequences should one reject a demon. To reject a demon’s feelings is to reject them as a whole not just their attraction to you. That is why, even if you have a partner or clear favorite among the cast, the rest still make their feelings known, they’re not trying to push themselves upon you, you may not feel the same, but they are still friends and family and with some exceptions depending on the person, one likely wouldn’t want to reject them as a whole. So one accepts that they have these feelings, but perhaps not reciprocate them. Rejecting someone and not reciprocating another’s feelings are seen as TWO VERY DIFFERENT INCIDENTS FROM EACH OTHER!

There is however one other form that is a more specific form of dedication, and that is the act of creation. To create is to put a part of yourself into it whether it be emotion or time. Most often found in the form of cooking or sewing this can also just be seen as a caring act in general… IF you are a demon. HOWEVER if one is human and do this, ANYTHING that takes time from your terribly short life to create? That is priceless, that could be akin to proposing if you say the right things. It’s one thing to give a gift for a holiday or make dinner when it’s your turn the recipient could brush it off, but any ‘just because’ gifts? Whoever you gave that too will likely be asking you some interesting questions very soon like where you’d want to move and if you’d want one wedding, or two so you could have a separate ceremony in each world, or how weddings are done in the human world in general. Or they may just burst into tears on the spot and hug you, promising to make you the happiest person to have ever lived and thanking you for choosing them out of everyone.

Demon Marriage: The Ceremony/ Post Marriage/Coupled Traditions

So you and your sweetheart want to get hitched, how do you do that?

As marriage as a concept is not held in as high a regard as it is for humans, the wedding ceremony in particular doesn’t have to go any particular way. Some demons might just throw a giant party, others may go into the wilds and hunt the worst beast they can find as a way of solidifying their bond through shared strength, some do nothing and treat proposing as the marriage itself and call it a day.

For humans a marriage ceremony generally has religious undertones, from the event being held in churches, to swearing to god, ect. Demons obviously do not want blessing from ‘Father’ for their own unions.

Though demons do not have much of a ceremony generally should demons decide to wed they create something together, something they pour all of themselves into making, a pure expression of their partnership. The two most common forms this takes are either ‘their call’ or a dance/song.

Generally if one is not in a relationship with a demon one would not see or experience any ‘calls’ or ‘song/dance’ second hand. Demons are their emotions and to do either of these publicly would be showing such a raw part of one’s self, something too close. These acts are demons attempts to connect with their partners as deeply as they can. The act of using emotion, to create using themselves, to expose all of themselves with their partner, that’s what these are. To tie one another together. These are what they generally have in place of a wedding ceremony.

Their Call:

Demon language can at times be slightly more guttural than humans or angels. A chirp for explanation here, a cackle as a swear there, demons speak like this all the time, it’s mixed into words and tone, but since humans partially can’t comprehend demons and angels’ existence the little the brain can understand usually interprets these sounds as either being off in the distance or giving whoever is speaking a ‘Devildom accent’.

Though Angels technically have the capacity to make these sounds too, the act of doing so is looked down upon, to make these sounds is to act on instinct and to act on instinct, to not have ‘perfect self-control’ is to be seen as a demonic trait.

A ‘Call’ in essence is a nickname. A new special name solely for one’s partner/spouse/mate. This call is made up of these guttural sounds solely. Generally the kinds of sounds one can hear being made reflect what base class the demon is (more on this here jump to Demon/Angel Bodies: more sensitive to the nonphysical (heat cycle)) although there are some exceptions. Once such is Satan, though his base class elemental his sounds usually come out as the hissing of a fire being put out with water, for a mate however his call would be more akin to guinea pig chirps (he has tried mimicking cat chirps for himself but to no avail). A partner’s ‘call’ should over time come naturally to a demon, even more so than their partner’s proper name. It’s rarer to hear such calls though, as generally they are only used in private, or around family.

The Song/Dance:

This is just as it says on the tin. The demons make a song and/or dance that encompasses all that they are to each other. Some demons’ engagements last centuries because they are still practicing and refining this together and only once they are satisfied will they be wed. Songs/dance are one of the most emotion filled things one can create so for these beings to do this as a form of deep connection comes very naturally.

Some keep it simple to a short tune, something they can whistle or hum to one another in greeting and shared with one another often. Some make a whole choreography and save performing it for special occasions only. Some use magic to make the music while they dance, some keep small portable instruments on hand always to play it together.

Given the lifespan of demons on occasion they simply have to be separated for long periods of time due to work, or one’s physical form dieing and needing time to regenerate, or reuniting after another cycle of destruction of the three worlds (more on that here… kinda jump to the fourth paragraph under Demon/Angel Bodies: how they operate lacking physicality (population and family)), to make sure it truly is one another they do their song/dance, after all only their partner(s) know it by heart.

Should the MC marry Beelzebub, Beel being a more simple guy would likely go for something where the MC sings lyrics they wrote while he takes the lead in a dance with him doing most of the work. He’d likely be one to hum the melody to himself or MC rather regularly. It’d likely end up sounding something like Mili’s Gluttony.

For someone with more complex tastes Mephistopheles could be taken for example. Something so grand and complicated like his feelings for you. If one were to marry HIM, he’d except nothing less than someone he sees as a true equal. A duet where you both share equal work in dancing and similar amounts of time singing is what he’d insist upon. Something like Valkyrie’s Le temps des fleurs. Lyrics and something like this Dance but different since not performed for an audience, only each other. Mephisto being a romantic would always wish to perform with you on special occasions, this includes date nights.

And THAT is what I believe marriage would be like for demons.

Idk how to end this, the last headcannon post thing has a much easier transition to a conclusion than this one…

Guess I can state why I made this? Or my headcannons in general.

Obey Me! Season One of the OG game, as a concept, FACINATES me. I love these games and the characters they present but I feel sometimes they fall short of their potential, but that’s understandable, what I want and what they’re trying to accomplish are two separate things. I came into this with the idea of a cultural exchange program. I wanted to see the differences between this world’s demon and human societies, and since this was a dating sim and not just a visual novel, how beings having relationships with differing cultural backgrounds would effect that. And yet to me it feels like demons are just… more magical humans with cool looking accessories and some murdery tendencies.

AND NOW I HAVE MORE TO ADD AFTER THE ANNOUNCEMENT OF THE NEW APP LITERALLY AS I WAS FINISHING THIS!!!

I sincerely doubt we’ll ever get to see too much cultural differences or Devildom culture in general, at least not the parts of it I’d like to explore. Especially more so since they are specifically calling this an ‘app’ and not a ‘game’ so idk if there will be too many visual novel elements to it or not.

I make headcannons because I’ve grown to loves these characters and this world and want to see it fleshed out, but in-game only so much time can be allocated to the hierarchy structure of demons, especially with a cast as big as OM!’s with just about all of them being romancable in a romance game. So instead I’ve allowed it space in my mind, my life, to ruminate on this and explore concepts I can only dream would be looked into. And it’s a fun convenient excuse to keep doing so. Although I probably would be doing so anyway.

#vexing hours #obey me #obey me headcannon #obey me headcanons #obey me x mc #obey me x reader #obey me worldbuilding

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fridgemissionmaster · 2 months ago

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Funnily enough, I was also working on a mating/courting/marriage headcannon sheet as well but decided to pause that in favor of the threesome fic, and it seems the app is focusing on that specifically. Maybe I should finish that one first.

It's separated into sections like the demon biology headcannon sheet thing. Some of the titles/snippets 'Demons and Marriage: what this means and looks like to beings who exist for so long, Demon Society: what place could marriage have (control and companionship), Demons and Courting: Showing Interest, Related Tangent: To reject their feelings is to reject that demon’s existence, Demon Marriage: The Ceremony/Traditions'

Been a minuet. Not on hiatus, working on a Beelzebub x MC x Barbatos oneshot (technically 2 based off the same concept) but in the middle of that my brain flipped a switch and I had a great need to play Age of Calamity so... I'll be back soon-ish.

(got the dlc for this playthrough to spice things up. OH MY GOODNESS the Sidon and baby Sidon cutscene so so adorable and sad gosh damn it!)

So apparently a new... not game but 'app' for Obey Me! is in development. Not gonna lie, I thought the series was maybe gonna go in a more low budget/indie direction from the survey a little bit ago and how the official accounts have been acting but... having three companies behind a new project AND going the crowdfunding rout? At the same time?

I am both skeptical and intrigued by these developments. But mostly confused.

#vexing hours #obey me

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fridgemissionmaster · 2 months ago

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(got the dlc for this playthrough to spice things up. OH MY GOODNESS the Sidon and baby Sidon cutscene so so adorable and sad gosh damn it!)

I am both skeptical and intrigued by these developments. But mostly confused.

#vexing hours #obey me

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fridgemissionmaster · 3 months ago

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The demon couldn’t help wringing his hands, oh so tempted to rip that glove off. He sighed marching through those empty halls, the tapping of his footfalls drowned out by the echoing, pounding rain who’s sound came pouring though the windows and open archways.

… This was ridiculous, he should turn on heel and go right back. He didn’t need to go home, but his presents would only hinder and distract at this point, everyone else had already decided to wrap up soon anyway. At least he was able to keep the notes to go over later.

Honestly what was wrong with him. Questioning his own decisions and being stubborn about this. This was…

What?

Who was that assaulting the halls of Diavolo’s academy!?

At the end of the hall under that grand entrance was a familiar figure. But it couldn’t be. Surely you, of all people, with your boisterous entourage wouldn’t be left here in this weather. It had to have been someone else.

Yet as he approached your visage only became more and more clear. You, standing there, lightly bonking your forehead against the stone frame.

Well… though odd you weren’t actually doing any sort of dam..age…

…

“Do you not have an umbrella?”

The human flinched looking over their shoulder. Did you not notice his approach? Did you just feel that safe here or were you that air headed to not be alert of your surrounding!?

“As of this afternoon, no! Not unless you count scrap metal I guess!” You heaved a sigh, turning to the man, a bruise forming where you kept meeting the stone.

“And none of those brothers are taking you back? Classes have long since ended!”

“tch.”

“Honestly! What is with that lot! They drone on and on of their love for you yet abandon you here? Are you kidding me!? Even if not you’re still their charge, it’s their job to care for you, not leave you out in the cold! How did you come to be under their care, they can barely keep themselves presentable let alone tend to another life!”

“OH, will you just shut up, yes they suck but they didn’t mean for THIS! Even if they did cause it!”

YOU raised your voice, at him. Mephisto couldn’t tear his gaze away as you paced around, beginning to wave your hands with such force a soft whooshing sound he could pick up as you cut the air.

“I could be home by now, NNNOOOOOO, Lucifer apparently can’t be a decent dog owner and not let Cerberus use whatever the pup can find as a chew toy, and of course he came in all like ‘oh guess we’ll just have to share, here stand closer’ and everyone gets into a fight over who I should share and umbrella with cause nobody could just, oh, I don’t know, just let me run through the rain for a few minuets to get to the market for a new one! And of course the old one I found in the closet Asmo had to mess up a spell in class and TURN IT INTO AN ANGRY GUITAR! Then obviously everyone had to be busy and needed to leave early. I just wanted to study some! Is that so wrong! And Mammon said we’d go home together but Lucifer just HAD to find out about Mammon holding a betting pool on the tournament and decided that OH OF COURSE IN THE MIDDLE OF CLASS I HAVE TO DRAG HIM BACK HOME AND STRING HIM UP TO THE CEILING BECAUSE APPEARENTLY I CAN’T THINK OF ANYTHING ELSE OTHER THAN WHAT WOULD BE THE BEST WAY TO GET ON EVERYONE’S NERVES TODAY! Oh, yeah, and guess what!? I can’t even call anybody cause Levi broke my phone! You know what it’s like to wake up DROWNING in the middle of the night, and all your stuff getting flooded! NOT! FUCKING FU-”

“MC!”

THWACK

He wasn’t fast enough.

You froze the moment your hand crashed into the wall, your fingers crumpling under the force.

In stiff jolty movements you slowly removed your hand from the wall.

“Here, let me-” The moment he took your hand you ripped it away.

“I’m Fine. I’m fine.” With a heavy huff you practically fell back against the archway, holding your wrist, your hand slowly stretching out of it’s awkward positioning, looking to the floor.

…

He looked out to the front gate, a chilling breeze rolling past. A step toward the precipitation, with a pop his umbrella came open.

“Mephistopheles, wait.”

He looked to you with a raised bow. “I wasn’t going anywhere.”

“Huh?”

“Come along, it wouldn’t due for Diavolo’s guest to be left out here like this.” He tilted the umbrella your way.

It seemed your mind was running slow, just… staring at him for a moment before realizing what he was offering and scrambling to his side. “Uh- thank you!”

The pair of you walked in silence. He made sure to keep you covered, admittedly he felt a twinge of nerves, he knew the Devildom and human world shared rain but he knew there were different types and if the one today could harm you.

Those colorful lights danced and rippled across the ground, reflecting off the saturated world. It was not often he had the chance to just walk around like this. There was always so much to do, so much to research, so much to find, he always was doing something. Yet all he had to do for the moment was just… well, walk.

… Maybe it was due time to add a photography section to the paper. Students could submit entries, it could be another method to build more community in school, giving students a-

“I’m sorry for yelling at you earlier.”

“Huh? What are you talking about, you’re sounding like an angel. Is this some human nonsense.”

“What? No! I got mad at you, and had nothing to do with… ANY of that. I shouldn’t-… I don’t like that I lashed out at you.”

“… Wait, are you apologizing for indulging in your emotions?” You looked to him baffled, and likely you were greeted to a similar sight from him in that moment. He pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling a headache coming on. “You really are talking like an angel, repressing emotions and being ashamed of expressing them.”

“Hold on, I never said that! Look, just… know I’m not upset at you. I’m just upset you took the brunt of that.”

“Oh…” He shifted his gaze to the road ahead. It was difficult to look you in the eye for too long, they were too… too much swirled inside them, even he could get lost there. “You made it abundantly clear it was nothing on my part.”

“Still…”

Quietly the pair of you murmured amongst yourselves as you went along, drinking in the sights. It was a slow stroll back to the House of Lamentation, neither of you were in any particular rush to get there. On occasion you would point to a different path, saying there was less foot traffic. Did you really think he, of all people, the guy some people accused of being everywhere at once, wouldn’t know better? He didn’t mind though, you needed a break, and he admittedly was enjoying getting to just take a moment in the rain, it had been far too long since he last took a break himself.

Your pace slowed as you inevitably inched closer to the house, the rain the only thing separating you from those last few steps before the door.

“… Hey, thanks for being here.” You turned around to him, your back to the door. Though the porch was right behind you, you still huddled close under his umbrella.

“There’s no n-”

“Your hand! What happened?”

The demon tucked it closer to his side, trying to relax it some and not hold it so awkwardly. “We were interviewing Solomon on a new potion he made. One bump lead into some things getting knocked over and an unfinished, boiling potion spilled on it.”

“What!? It still hurts or is that just a side effect!?”

“It hurts some, even with a health potion. Solomon wanted to make me one, but I took one from the room’s emergency kit. The pain should subside in a few days.”

“A few days!? Are you kidding me!”

“It was, even if unfinished, a potion made by the most powerful wizard, I’m surprised the effects won’t last longer.”

… Huh, even more surprising, you looked more mad than when you ranted about the brothers before.

You shut your eyes and took a deep breath.

Slowly your features relaxed. “Could I hold your hand a moment?”

“Excuse me?”

“I want to try a human world remedy for pain.”

“Oh?” Well, you couldn’t make it worse.

You held his hand so delicately in both of yours’, thumbs gently caressing the back of his. You held it up and close, simply looking to it before

…

“There, kiss it better.” You chuckled. “Judging by that stunned look… it worked?” You took a few steps back. “Uh… consider it a thank you or apology for earlier, again. Okay?........ well, see you?”

Before you could turn away, your hand was taken so softly. His hot breath brushed over it before he shut those emerald eyes, pressing his lips to the back of it. Then one after the other on each of your fingers. With soft clicks that umbrella was dropped to the ground, both his hands now occupied by your shoulders. It was so soft, that kiss to your forehead, was he scared of hurting you?

He stood back, eyes not quite meeting your’s for a moment. Those drops caught in his hair marvelously. “Here’s hoping both our days go better from here.”

“I don’t think it could get better than it is now.”

Quickly that umbrella was snatched up and he marched away.

Just what was he thinking!? Sure, your spell worked on him, but he’s a demon! Did it even work since he did it. And this unbearable heat coursing through him…

Absurd, this whole thing absurd! And why did you say that, of all things!?

…

Guess he’d just have to ask you tomorrow if the spell worked on, even if it was from him. And he could inform you it certainly worked on demons.

@penappal

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fridgemissionmaster · 3 months ago

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Would it make you feel better if I told you that I always headcannoned that Beel dose this on purpose?

Like, you're so popular, if not the brothers then there's always someone else vying for your attention and Beelzebub is a more easy going kind of guy, of course he wants to spend time with you but he's not going to treat you like a rope in a game of tug of war like his brothers sometimes do.

Beel was quick to pick up on how it was no longer Lucifer interrupting his extra meal time but you, and how consistent this was.

So let his brothers fight over you, because Beelzebub knows you'd come to him of your own volition, because you want to. It doesn't matter if it's for some reward or not, for Beel it's a chance to spend uninterrupted time with one of his favorite people. Usually he gets a bite of something, but sometimes even if he's had enough snacks on him to not need to get more at the moment he'll still always go there at the same times. Sometimes he'll even have a meal already there for you on the counter to share over a chat.

He's happy to give you a quiet moment before you're swept back up in the chaos. At least you never go back grouchy on an empty stomach, Beel makes sure of it.

And it's nice, that no matter what's happening there's always two moments in the day where the pair of you get to check up on one another even if should either of you be too busy the rest.

Special little moments just for you two every day. Food and you, this seems like the ideal daily routine to him.

hate Lucifer so bad that sometimes I contemplate not doing the fridge mission because I hate how the notification says I am helping him specifically

#obey me beelzebub #obey me beel

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fridgemissionmaster · 3 months ago

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Mephistopheles Demon Form Headcannon/Reference sheet

@ me/give credit if you use this design, I'd love to see someone who isn't stupid rusty draw Mephisto in this.

A Mephistopheles demon form far all your drawing/ fan fic needs cause who knows if/whenever we'll get an official one.

I was thinking of making fanart but just making this took all my drawing energy for the next 20 years.

WHY I designed him this way/breaking down of the character design and what exactly is everything is +close-ups under the 'read more'

Also I haven't drawn in a long time so if things look off that's why.

Sorry that it may be hard to tell but Mephisto's tail is furred and scaled. Scales black with a purple sheen, and fur his hair color.

(and sorry but lighting may make it hard to see the scales. The scale patches to note that, no matter how hard I tried just refused to be captured on camera, but I swear in-person you can see them just fine.)

Warning, back references are stupid sketchy, just enough to understand how the layering works.

First Outer Coat -Tail

(Text says: back strap thing keeps outer coat from enveloping)

Next Inner Coat

(Top text: collar of top under inner coat)

(Middle text: outline of tail hole strap thing under corset)

Also inner coat and top under inner coat don't have references since are just back and hug the body so I felt no need to make that since very simple. If however someone were to want that, you could ask and I'll make it.

(Last text is not a real note, just sillies)

And finally Outer Coat +Tail

(Text says: no tail hole for outer coat strap over where hole strap is)

I Warned ya they were very sketchy!

If you have any questions about the design like if something isn't clear feel free to ask.

And if you care to stay a little longer, under the 'read more' I'll explain why I designed him the way I did and the references to other characters like the triangles and horn jewelry.

Okay let's go from the top down shall we!

But before anything else. I do wish to explain that I loosely based Mephisto's demon features after the Kirin, this deer/ox/dragon creature. I felt something more mythical would fit him being born a demon like Barbatos and Diavolo who's demon features can't exactly be pinned down unlike most of the brothers who later in life became demons and who mostly have an obvious human animal they are based off of.

So first would be his horns!

I wanted something slightly branchy like a tree but not too much so lest they end up too similar to Barbatos or Leviathan's so I settled on this, and this is a more solid and less delicate fitting the more militaristic vibe I gave to his demon form as a whole.

Now with him being nobility I thought it fitting to give him some jewelry on his horns like Diavolo, however his are not gold as he's not royalty.

As for the colorful gems... I have no real reason other than tree horns that looked vaguely like there was rain, what with them hanging, was cool.

Next we have the jabot/green scarf thing.

I wanted his design to look like it could fit in the game, but generally the characters are mostly monochrome with 1 pop color, which I went for a berry purple except for here. Asmodeus' is pink and Belphie's is light blue, however both have and additional red or reddish orange out of nowhere, Asmo in the heart gem and Belphie on his belt. I felt the contrasting color was needed for the design as a whole to look better (and match his eyes/let them tie in and not look out of place), and, this guy is nobility, and with that I feel affords the use of extra little gems or flares to help tie things together.

Okay! Now for the outer coat!

I felt it was fitting he have an outer coat. Maybe it fits Diavolo, after all Mephisto's life's purpose is to be dedicated to the man so having a something that could fit him felt, well, fitting. The outer coat is also a kinda reference to Lucifer, both characters are alike and polar opposite at the same time.

When making his design I KNEW immediately other than the look of horns and tail, that I wanted him to be more covered up. Despite the man's loud personality, he's not one for being center stage, he has shown time and time again he's A. not used to being the center of attention, and B. is a nosy busy body so being more hidden makes that easier, so I felt something more covering and conservative worked for him. It's also why I gave him a military vibe, he's meant to protect Diavolo/right hand like Lucifer is now, blah, blah, blah, repeat points I just made.

Now... for the big block of white. I will admit, little odd for demon design, BUT A. the contrast to the black of the rest of the inner coat and grey of the outer coat looks good and B. I decided it's another reference to Diavolo who also has a big block of white in his design, it's just hard to see cause it normally off screen.

As for the body shape of the inner-coat and specifically having a panel thing in the middle. Going the military vibe just fits SO WELL for him, like riding horses, cause I wanted him to easily be able to do so in this form, BUT MORE IMPORTANTLY FOR THE MOMENT is how it's a similar shape to Barbatos' outfit someone who also is exceedingly loyal to Diavolo, so I felt thing having similar outfits works.

They also have frills, but honestly, that's more so because frills felt like they'd be SO FITTING for Mephisto, but it happening to also match Barbatos is a fun coincidence. And looking back I just noticed I gave Mephisto frills on the one leg cause I wanted to add Devildom funkyness to his design but it actually it perfectly reflects Barbatos' shoulder frills from being on the other side and lower.

The corset, nothing special, just another thing I felt could be fitting for him and made for a good break in the white so it didn't become too much and distract from the rest of the design.

And now for the inside of his inner coat.

I gave him triangles because I noticed that triangles were actually a big motif in both Diavolo's and Barbatos' designs. Barbatos' on his panel and Dia on his arms and pants, there even bigger triangles on the tips of his horns, but with horns being pointed that could just be a coincidence. But still. This gave birth to my newest headcannon that triangles serve as some sort of symbol as fidelity to Devildom Royalty (Yes, that includes Dia cause Dia is loyal to his bloodline's work, and it not it strictly representing royalty seems more interesting (ooh and with them on Dia's arms you could say they're like shackles oohhhh~))

And I guess lastly we reach the boots.

I HAD TO KEEP THEM, THE HIGH HEELES OF HIS OG DESIGN!? CHEF'S KISS!

However there is a reason I made one shorter than the other, other than Devildom funkyness.

I headcannon that Mephisto has some sort of injury or condition so his cane is not for show or a hidden sword, he NEEDS it. And since one uses their cane on the opposite side of the leg that's hurt, I made his hurt one shorter, cause it'd probably be a bit of a pain to get the boot off otherwise. I also loosely based them off of riding boots so... there's that for a little note.

And that's that! I know some of the close ups can be a little hard to look at but I couldn't so a thing about the high contrast and this was the only way to get close ups without them being blurry. Scrolling back up and looking at the full body shot should help.

And if you got here, thank you for hearing me rant about character design. I more so made this for myself for my own fanfic needs but if someone actually read this far, well, then I hope my ranting was entertaining for ya!

@penappal I know you wanted @ for fanfic but... I thought ya might like this

#vexing hours #obey me #obey me headcanons #obey me headcannon #obey me mephistopheles #om! mephistopheles #om mephistopheles #obey me mephisto #om mephisto #om! mephisto #obey me demon form #obey me mephistopheles demon form #obey me fanart #om fanart #om! fanart #obey me reference #om reference #om! reference

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fridgemissionmaster · 3 months ago

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I think, the design may be coming together. AND I FIT IN SOME FRILLS!

now to actually pose and draw the man... aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

I want, to scream.

Whenever I try designing Mephisto a demon form, I just and up MAKE BARBATOS' OUTFIT WITH A JABOT TAKED ON!

#how to pose character and not make limbs weird #generic standing is hard enough #~(>_<。)＼#vexing hours

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“Sorry Bud, I already promised to study with Satan then, maybe later, okay?”

Bitter blueberry jam dribbled down his chin.

“Yeah! Let’s go after cla-”

“MC, Diavolo wants to talk to you.”

“… Hopefully this won’t take long.”

A gulp of air along with brittle burnt tarte taint.

“I’m so sorry I didn’t make it to your practice! Mammon blew up a wall of the chem lab and Lucifer had the both of us clean up…”

Colorful cookies, maybe they were macarons left a tingling spice on the way down.

“I… Maybe next week. Solomon decided that skipping a couple lessons to be too terrible and is insisting that we bump them up before he has to leave for the Sorcerer Society thing. I-I’ll tell you as soon as I get free time, okay!”

Boba tea, bubbling sodas, cold pizza who’s fat congealed on the meat slices, breath trembling inhaling chopped up veggies.

A deep sigh escaped him as he further burrowed his face into those fluffy red pillows. It always had been difficult to get time with just you, usually there was someone else around. At least then he still got to be with you at all.

Beelzebub was a very kind and considerate demon, considering he was literally starving all the time he probably had the most control over himself than any other of his kind, and that included his jealousy. You knew of these feelings too, he was after all a very blunt person as well, admitting to these feeling as such when Barbatos got to spend so much time with you so close to make a present for him, or when those Queen of Jealousys got him to act on these impulses, lying to Solomon about being on a date so he’d back off or wisking you away when Leviathan tried dragging you off to play games when you already promised him to do so.

He didn’t like how rough he became under his impulses, with others and especially you. But it was effective in getting to be together and you didn’t mind at the time.

…

If you let him, he’d swallow you whole. Eat up all your time and anything else you were willing to give. Did everyone feel this way about you or was it just him and his gluttonous tendencies, wanting to consume everything you are.

This was ridiculous, everyone else kept needing you for one reason or another, practically kidnapping you from place to place, once literally by Mammon this week. How long had it been since he last got to talk to you outside of brief dinner conversations and quick date rejections.

And you really tried making time for him too, but something ALWAYS came up lately.

His stomach felt sour, acids stinging and gnawing away at him, boiling and churning. It was rancid this heat in his gut. Would he also have to get used to this feeling too? But then what would be left for Levi to be the avatar of?

… Great and his snack stash was empty.

With perhaps a bit too much force he knocked the little crate back under the bed.

Kitchen.

Asmo hadn’t done the dinner shopping yet so surely it’d be fine if he helped himself now, Asmo could just replace whatever he needed.

… It was eerily quiet in the house; most everyone was out for the day for one reason or another aside from

well…

He stood beside the library for a moment, Solomon droning on and on, you piping up on occasion.

How many times was the shady sorcerer going to harass you about having another lesson, you had enough work from R.A.D. you needed a break.

But

You agreed to them.

You were okay, he’d seen you stand up for yourself plenty of times.

Kitchen. He needed to get a something to settle his stomach. The tase on the back of his tongue was acrid.

Bitter blueberry jam dribbled down his chin.

A gulp of air along with brittle burnt tarte taint.

Colorful cookies, maybe they were macarons left a tingling spice on the way down.

Boba tea, bubbling sodas, cold pizza who’s fat congealed on the meat slices, breath trembling inhaling chopped up veggies.

They were all spat back out when plastic got caught between the teeth, sometimes even removing the packaging taking too long.

Crack the skull open, find the candy and sweets inside, let it all come spilling out to be swallowed once more, letting everything fall into a lemon juice ocean with no ice or sugar, let it all lap against the eroding shore.

White, bright-

Oh…

The fridge was empty.

Lucifer was going to scold him for sure…

Quickly he stood, shutting the door behind himself as if fearing anyone was there to catch him.

But no one was there.

……… Maybe he should do a little shopping before anyone found out. And Madam Scream’s just released some limited cookie flavors! He could get some to share with you after dinner as a surprise dessert! He should also pick up your favorite just in case you didn’t like the flavors or were allergic to them so you could still have a nice treat. There was also going to be a new episode of the Great Devildom Bake Off, it’d be perfect to watch that with pastries in hand, snuggled on the couch under a fuzzy blanket. A hum rumbled in his chest, the man almost missing the drool leaking from the corner of his mouth before quickly wiping it away.

He'd have to watch the episode alone, but he could at least give you your favorite before you left for the Demon Lord’s Castle after dinner.

Trotting out the kitchen, around the corner he strode towards… the…

Something dark, something sweet, he gave the air a couple more sniffs.

Chocolate! And quality ones at that! Poison green apple, bloody orange, and depressive blue strawberry liquids inside! You popped one into your mouth with a tired, content hum, eyes closing for a moment to savor the taste. One of his favorite expressions. What a treat.

“Oh, Beel!” Excitedly you straightened your posture, turning to face him. You voice was slightly muffled with the chocolate stowed away in your now puffy cheek to speak a little more clearly. “Perfect we were just taking a break.”

“Only for a minuet.” You glared at the white haired man for a moment mumbling ‘you made that very clear’.

“Anyway! What are you up to! Wait, com’ere you can try some of these- ah- eh.” Your excitement fizzled out, instead turning sheepish and disappointed. He peeked over the couch finding you patted an empty tray. “Sorry Beel.” He hated how you just deflated.

“Ah-” The bags under your eyes were a bit more dark than usual. Hand on your cheek, his thumb carefully stroked the spot, making sure to go nowhere near your eye.

“That’s okay. I was going to get some stuff for us from Madam Scream’s. But maybe I could have something sweeter to tide me over?”

He barely had a moment to react, your warmth crashing into his lips, drawing a shuttering breath from him. Was he melting? It felt like he was melting. And that taste, the taste of you, your lips were like nothing else, his heart always pitter-pattered the moment it hit his tongue. “One more.” He could only bring himself to part away for a moment. How long had it been? He missed this so much, although, he was pretty sure he’d feel the same if you gave him a kiss on the cheek that lasted longer than a microsecond or wasn’t interrupted by someone. He couldn’t help staring for a moment, adoring the deep dark red blooming across your face and savoring the heat radiating off your cheeks. “See you at dinner.”

With a spring in his step he waltzed out, that giddiness bubbling and popping out of his chest, he almost wanted to go run a few laps around the Devildom! But he had a mission first so that would have to wait for another time! It almost felt- not embarrassing, but something like it, an overflowing happiness that made him want to hide away and sink in the feeling, a smile pulling on his lips so hard, he swore he could still taste that sweetness on them!

“H-HOLD ON! YOU CAN’T JUST UP AND DO THAT!”

Huh?

“MC!” You didn’t heed Solomon’s call, bursting out of the library.

“GIVE ME BACK MY CHOCOLATE!”

“… What?” Maybe… there was a reason you look so flustered. Guess he got REALLY into your kisses. But how could he not? “I’m sorry. I can pick you up some more a-”

“No! I want that one back!”

“It’s kind of melt-” It was simple to step to the side when you lunged at him. He recognized that look in your eye, something embarrassed, something playful. But more importantly, you smiled, smirking as you chased after him, some of that tiredness seeming to disappear.

Okay, he’d play. A light chuckle escaped him as he took off.

“Get back here!” You ran about, vaulting over couches, ducking around corners, racing up the stairs, hiding in rooms for a moment only to weave around and escape.

He stood in the attic, just as he was about to dash out and leap down the stairwell you blocked the door! When did you get so fast, or was Solomon teaching you a new spell for that?

He couldn’t hold back anymore, when you leaped into him Beel wrapped his arms around you, holding you tight and close. The force behind your jump did catch him off guard, knocking him slightly off balance. Spinning on toe he kicked his other leg out desperate for balance but knocking into the bed behind him put a bit of a hinderance to that.

The pair of you were a giggling mess toppling over into the nest-like pile of pillows and blankets. You took deep breaths, arms wide open looking to the ceiling while Beel found himself atop you, using his arms to prop himself up a little so you had breathing room.

With one last heaving breath you cracked your eyes open, so brightly smiling at him. Your hands cupped his cheeks pulling him in. “A few more.”

He certainly would never deny you that, but he did have to ask. “What about your lesson?”

“… Later. I’ve missed my Love Bug.” How your voice wavered, trembled at the end, his knees grew weak.

Now it was his turn to be the red faced one, getting a bright exhausted laugh out of you. Oh what your nickname, your affection did to him. So sweet and warm and just so good. So mild and cozy. He could stay like this forever, just in your arms.

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