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stop normalizing ai use in fandom 👎

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Imagine Diavolo trying to learn human world terms and he just

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*comes out of lesson 23 covered in blood: ...well

Can't believe after FIVE SEASONS we finally got to the crux of Mammon's issues, of his shitty self-esteem, of how despite being one of the kindest and the most selfless characters in om (hello orphan child? hello hole-rock demon?) he's never seen that in himself, that he thinks every good thing he does is for his own benefit (yes he needs to learn and grow and learn to let his own personality shine through even with his innate Greed crushing him so he can reach the point of S1 where he'll willingly let himself be extorted just so some random kid can have a happy life but even in Nightbringer he was doing so much just for his brothers' and MC's benefit)

God the amount of self-hatred it takes to reach the point of thinking the only thing you've done is hurt others even when you're trying to help them and that the only thing you are or you ever will be is awful, to reach the point that you believe you're not deserving of any kindness or love in return, to reach the point of you thinking you're such a bad person that you begin to scare yourself even when everyone who has interacted with you can tell you that's objectively not true

To believe all that,

Only for someone to hold you and say with the certainty of someone who has seen the future, and knows all the good you will do and all the bad you will do, and loves you through it all "You are kind. You are good. You are deserving. You have always been and you always will be."

Only for someone to hold you and say with no knowledge of the future but with the certainty of someone who loves you unconditionally "So what? I will still love you. I will still protect you. Even if one day your thorns threaten to tear me apart, nothing will change."

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Interlude

summary: They try to suppress it. The ever looming shadow of their homesickness. His presence helps.

Also there's a spider.

[Fic on AO3]

Whining, they shift closer, still clinging on to sleep as their heat source moves. Away? Away. It's trying to get away.

With a grumble, they raise a leg and drape it over their squirming, bony, warm pillow. It grunts and goes still as they use their arms to clutch it to their chest and bury their nose in something soft and feathery and familiar.

It's silent for a while, and they drift back into sleep before their pillow makes another valiant attempt at escape, hissing as it tries to free itself from their grasp. They groan when it finally breaks free and, when it seems as if their heat source is gone for good, they turn. Flopping onto the other side of the bed, they burrow deeper into blankets that should be softer. Thicker. Into a pillow that smells like detergent but should in all rights smell like a fresh meadow. They frown. And burrow even deeper, chasing their sleep before one of the brothers wakes up and decides he needs their attentio-

"G'AAAAAAAHHHHHH,"

They're up like a shot. Jumping out of bed and tangling in their blankets, they fall face first to the ground with their own yelp.

With a pained groan, they roll on to their back, kicking their legs to free themself from the confines of their blankets. Their room is too small. Cramped and dark without the fairy light like little lanterns that hung around it.

With another groan, they rub at their aching nose and try to focus.

Right.

They weren't home.

Or rather, they were home. Their human home.

Hissing, they sit up just as a familiar voice shrieked their name from within the apartment's bathroom.

Right.

Heaving themself off the floor, they rush towards the bathroom, stopping only to grab a baseball bat on the way. Pulling open the door with their bat raised high, they peek into the lit room. Spotting no one but Mammon plastered onto the wall next to them, their bat is slowly lowered, and then, when no further threat makes itself known, tossed back out the door.

They blink and rub the sleep from their eyes. "What?"

"Whadya' mean what! What the fuck's that!" Mammon point's a shaky finger towards their toilet.

They blink and rub at their eyes again. "It's a toilet," they reply through a yawn.

"Not that!" He snaps, swatting at the back of their head, "That."

They squint. Inching towards the toilet and peaking around at the wall behind it.

"Oh. You mean Gerald?" They yawn again.

"Who the hell's Gerald!? I meant that creature!"

"That is Gerald, and should you really be using hom - your home as a swear?"

"The fuck is Gerald?" He snarls, ignoring their rather obvious slip up. Whether for his sake or their own they weren't sure.

"He's a spider, Mammon. You've seen spiders. The Devildom has spiders."

"Not like that! Ours are large and they glow, nothin' like these small little suckers that could crawl into your hair and-" he cuts himself off with a shudder, floofing up his already dishevelled hair, "an' besides who names a spider Gerald!"

"He looked like a Gerald," they say with a shrug. "I can take him away if you're scared..."

"Don't be ridiculous! I'm a demon, I ain't scared of some puny human spider!"

With another shrug and a yawn, they turn to walk back out of the small space when Mammon catches them by the arm. His head is resolutely turned away, but they can tell he's pouting.

"Jus' take it away, will ya."

With no attempt at hiding their own grin, they walk back towards the toilet and carefully shepherd Gerald into their open palm, using their other hand to gently cup over him. Small, he may seem compared with a norma- with a Devildom spider, but he's a good enough size for an Earth one, taking up almost their whole palm.

Turning around, they walk past Mammon, who instinctively flinches back with flushed cheeks and a grumble, and back to their room. Manoeuvring open the window they place Gerald on the sill and nudge at him till he scuttles away.

No doubt he'll find his way back to his usual spot in the bathroom by the next morning.

They take a second to look out their window, taking in the rooftops of the surrounding buildings, the soft lights and noises that break through the night. They shut the window with a jarring crack when it gets too much, and the wave of homesickness threatens to strangle them. It's something they try not to think about too often.

Crawling back into bed, they settle into covers that just aren't right.

The brothers had taken turns visiting. Their neighbours who didn't think they were dating seven models were convinced they'd joined a cult. Which. And in spite of this. In spite of this, they had yet to quell the suffocating flash of intense longing they felt each time one of them turned to head back to the Devildom. Back home.

They curled up tighter. Clinging to the sheets.

It was silly. They were being silly. They'd been there for just a year.

Yet they missed it like one would their childhood home.

They felt a telltale lump form in their throat just as the bed dipped and Mammon slid back underneath the covers.

Instantly, they were on him. Winding their arms around his torso and clutching desperately at his back. Burying their burning face in his warm neck.

"OI. What the-"

"I missed you."

It was barely a whisper but hard to miss as their lips brushed against his neck, forming the words once again, "I missed you."

"What are you talkin' 'bout," his arm wound around their waist pulling them in closer, "ya dumb human," his other hand trembled as it carded through their hair, "I'm right here," his voice cracked.

"I ain't leaving ya."

That's a lie. He'll have to go back home. To his brothers. To his- their family.

But for now.

For now as their tears threatened to spill, and their heart longed for their own bed.

"I missed ya too, Dummy."

For now, this, here was enough.

With his lips pressed to their forehead and theirs to his pulse, they clutched at each other in something like desperation. Their last words whispered into the night as they drifted off.

"Get rid of that spider."

"Fuck off."

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[Fic on AO3]

[First posted: 6th August 2020]

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Going on Obey Me subreddit, the way racist and colorist people get mad over people rightfully pointing out about Mammon magically getting lighter skinned as if he is shooting for a skin whitening advertisement. Some of you will never understand the frustration and fear, people of color (those of darker complexion cause I see keep seeing lighter skinned poc unfortunately defend this) have to endure seeing the few dark skinned characters you see in media being white washed and their own skin color being constantly debated (if i see the mammon is tanned one more time). The artists who colored Mammon's skin to be lighter aren't stupid.

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Seeing people talk about wearing the boys' clothes and how cute they'd find it when you drown in them bc they're too big for you.

And oh, they definitely would. But I also wanna give some love to the tall and/or plus size MCs (GN):

You secretly trying on one of their shirts and being disappointed when you notice it fits you just right - or not at all

Them asking you to wear their clothes and you abashedly (or confidently, whatever suits you) admitting they just don't fit the way you think they're supposed to

The brothers, who really really really want to see you in something that belongs to them, finding ways to still have you wear their stuff

Lending you scarfs and jewellery and other things that don't necessarily have a size restriction

Them wearing YOUR clothes until they smell like them and then giving them back to you

The brothers buying oversized clothes on purpose, just to see you wearing something that's theirs

Finding ways to make their favourite pieces fit - like yeah, maybe you can't close Lucifer's coat over your belly, but you CAN drape it over your shoulders? It's what he does, too, anyway? Maybe Satan's sweater doesn't sit right on you, but you can always tie it around your hips to complete an outfit. Yeah, Asmo's garter is too short for your thigh, but it sure makes a gorgeous choker, lamb.

The brothers just unapologetically making you theirs by placing anything on you that smells or looks like it belongs to them.

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What if the fairy king is Nightbringer?

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You know what'd be an interesting (and mean) way to end the season?

Luci tells Dia that they're not going back to the Celestial Realm, and Dia is of course super supportive.

Then an offscreen voice says something like, "I wish I could say I was surprised."

And Lucifer's eyes get all wide and he's like, "...Michael?"

Then boom, cut to credits.

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Idc if this has been done already. Too many asmo haters out here. Imagine being so miserable 🤧

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My guess? Damage control.

When the CR expelled the boys, the expectation was for them to die.

They never would have expected Diavolo to take them in, nurse them back to health, and make them members of his court.

That makes the CR look weak. It was bad enough that one of their highest-ranking angels rebelled, but now he and his brothers are evidently thriving in the home of The Enemy? What happens when other angels decide they've had enough? What happens when they realize that there's a place where they can seek refuge?

What happens if enough angels leave, or even worse, rise up and demand change?

The CR needs to do something fast.

So they tell the boys to come back. "All is forgiven, but we'll kill your new friends and family if you don't return."

I have no doubt in my mind that the CR is going to try and make an example of them, one way or another.

They don't want to go back? Diavolo will turn them in because he doesn't want another war. After all, why throw away everything he's worked to achieve just for the sake of a few refugees? And the CR will welcome them with open arms, wipe their tears away; "You shouldn't have trusted him in the first place - we're the only ones you can count on." Make them feel wholly dependent on the CR. But it won't end there. The CR needs to show the boys, and everyone else, what happens to those who fight. Make an example of them, tell them that it's for their own good and that if they'd just obeyed, none of this would be happening.

It's all about control, all about authority.

The Celestial Realm knows that Lucifer and his brothers wouldn't return unless they were forced. Either Diavolo will turn them in or they'll come back on their own because they've already lost so much, they can't lose any more family.

But Dia would never give them up for anything. They are his people now, and he's going to protect them.

ANDIDHXIDJDKD WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK IS WRONG WITH THE CELESTIAL REALM!!?!??💀

Imagine leaving your home that's by your own admission too strict, where you didn't feel like you fit in, where you were depressed and having to leave it meant your bodies were permanently changed but you found a new home and you started to learn to fit in there and you realised you fit in here better. Also the residents of your previous home killed your little sister and you gained two new family members in your new home

But then just one year later your previous home sends a text like "actually lol you're all forgiven, forget the whole dead sister thing and abandon the two new family members you got, you can come back home now! Isn't that great! No it's definitely not because we realised you're a force to be reckoned with and in case of a war we don't want you on the enemies side! We just miss you! Aren't you happy! Also if you refuse to come back we'll start an inter-realm war yes the very thing your new home is trying to prevent lol"

I know the Celestial Realm was supposed to be morally grey but holy shit?

The audacity!!????

Also solomon being hungover during the whole thing was probably the funniest part. The man's worst nightmares seem to be on the verge of coming true and he's barely standing up straight, because he got so used to MC's presence after just a few weeks/months of living together vs years of them living with the brothers, that one day without them meant he needed to go get blackout drunk (yes yes ik it probably brought up all his childhood trauma about being locked inside a basement alone and whatever happened to his first friend but the man couldn't have picked a worse time to have a crisis)

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What if we're Nightbringer?

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Honestly body diversity would be sooooo good. Having Beel be built more like a strongman and less like a Hollywood Action Star would be amazing. The idea of all of the boys having a body type that is more accurate to their lifestyle and still being considered some of the Devildom's most eligible bachelors????? I want to cry.

Also, you cannot convince me that Lucifer doesn't have a tummy. He has strong hands and powerful shoulders (from his music/paperwork and punching bag, respectively), but he also does tons of paperwork, has a habit of forgetting to eat, doesn't sleep nearly enough, and probably believes that he gets enough water from his 6 cups of coffee in the morning and full bottle of demonus at night. None of that is conducive to six-pack abs or really any kind of heavily-muscled appearance.

That scene with the pact was so beautiful! And very romantic in a weird sort of way?? Like the pact sign in Mammon's eyes made me go YOOOOO I can't believe that this might have been how all our MCs made their pacts with the brothers!!

I just wish we knew what Mammon said, but I recall Satan already saying the pact's words in the game so that might be what he's saying.

Also am I the only one who's kinda hopeful this manga gets physically published in the future? Because even if it never gets translated I'd buy that thing ASAP with no question asked!!

Also... The amount of Mammon fanservice so far is delicious. Can't wait for the others to eventually get the same treatment-- even Levi technically got some with that supplex on Mammon (is it legal to give the otaku that much abs??)

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God the pact scene was amazing - Mammon's eyes!!!!!????? 😖

I haven't kept up with the manga at all but I think we only get multiple shots of Mammon's bare ass?????

And I gotta say:

Okay okay the thing about Levi's abs:

He canonically doesn't have them!!

And that's one thing about om's sprites and devilgram art that always annoys me - they always make the brothers' built, with defined abs when canonically that's not what they look like

There's a whole devilgram about how Levi has a soft tummy and sides with actual fat

There are chats about how Mammon isn't physically strong and struggles to exercise and how his arms are thin and not muscled

Asmo says he doesn't like his muscles being too well defined, heavily implying he loves being slender but not muscled

Belphie canonically is not physically active at all and you can't tell me he has a six pack when the only thing he does is sleep all day

Luke is canonically more physically active and stronger than both Levi and Belphie

I hate how the sprites and devilgrams give them all so-well-defined-they're-probably-dehydrated-abs for "fan service" like give Levi his love handles and tummy! Let Mammon be lanky! Let Asmo have a slight soft body! Hell, go the extra mile and give Beel a nice extra padding of fat over his muscles so that he'd look more like an athlete and less like an action movie star! They'd all still be hot damnit

Also a bit of a tangent but here are more canon things about their bodies that I love:

• Beel's sprite may not be that much bigger than the rest but canonically Beel is huge. If I'm remembering correctly Satan actually calls him "giant" once

• Lucifer needs glasses to read

• Levi has a bad back, which is referenced in at least two different places, that he actually throws out and needs help with standing up again when that happens

• Lucifer has large hands

• Belphie's tail has spines/spikes on it

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Went back and did the lesson 13 tasks.... I didn't know that only humans should be squeezed to death...

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Crying & screaming and choking I managed to claw myself down to under 200 asks😭😭😭 won't open the ask box till it's 0 though😬