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Something hit the back of Satan's head. He snapped his head back and saw a paper airplane flutter to the floor. He was ready to scold Asmodeus for passing notes in class, again, until he saw your face a couple of rows away. Although the way your eyebrows scrunched together in concentration suggested that you were diligently taking notes, the fact that you kept sending glances his way every few seconds tore your ruse to shreds.

You were still relatively new to the Devildom, having only just freed Belphegor from the attic a few weeks prior. Despite having a pact together, you were such an enigma to him. Why pass notes in class when the two of you lived in the same house? What would be so urgent that you couldn't bear to wait an hour to speak in between classes?

Satan picked up the airplane from the dusty floor and unfolded it on his desk. One word was hastily scribbled in the corner.

Hi.

He rolled his eyes. Were you a child? Satan wrote a note of his own. Why are you writing notes in class?

Satan folded the notebook paper into a crisp square and turned to face the demon behind him. He raised his eyebrows and bobbed his head toward you. You were grinning at him in the most conspicuous way possible, but Satan chose to ignore that. The demon followed his line of sight before scoffing and taking his note.

Satan turned back around, not bothering to see if the paper had made it back to you. He didn't need to, considering how, after a few minutes, your note—now folded back into an airplane—fluttered toward him. He grabbed it mid-air. He was glad that the professor was too busy writing on the chalkboard to notice anything going on.

After unfurling the page, he noticed that you had basically written a paragraph this time.

Because it's fun! We do it all the time in the human world. Ask Levi. He would know. Besides, I am SO bored. I would rather listen to another one of Lucifer's lectures than hear a word about how the Devildom used to be a forest or whatever.

P.S. Sorry about hitting your head earlier. That was an accident.

Satan flicked the corner of the page. While he was glad you had apologized, you didn't need to. Satan wasn't upset at you. You probably saw him scowling when he first turned around, but that wasn't directed at you.

I know it was an accident. You don't have to apologize, but you do have to pay attention. We have an exam next week.

He refolded the piece of paper and handed it over his shoulder without turning around. The demon grumbled under her breath, but she took his note, anyway.

In less than a minute, the paper was back on his desk.

Can't. Someone's distracting me.

Despite himself, heat crawled up Satan's neck and sprawled across his cheeks. He squeezed his pen in his fist. What was wrong with him? Satan wasn't the type of person to blush so easily, especially not at a few words messily written in the margins of a page ripped straight from your notebook.

It was nothing. This was nothing! Satan didn't even know whether you were talking about him. You could have been referring to some demon who was smacking their gum or something.

He tried repeating these words to himself, but that did nothing to stop the way his heart had ever so slightly sped up in his chest.

Satan spun around in his seat to face you. You were resting your cheek against the palm of your hand, not even bothering to hide your blatant staring. You were unabashedly waiting for his response. Satan understood your little game, now.

I have a private study room booked after class. Come find me.

He folded the note and handed it back to you.

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May I request a secretly devilish MC? Like a wolf in sheep's clothing. They act nice and stuff but they like to prank people and cause trouble but it is almost impossible to blame bc they're so nice! Why in the world would they ever do that? Thanks in advance, love love love your writing

Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing

a/n: tysm anon! sorry i’ve been keeping you waiting! i still have a few days left of my trip, and things have been slow. writing is hard in these circumstances! anyhow, i did decide to just make this a short passage instead of a full-length drabble since i wasn’t really sure how how to make a long plot out of it. i hope you enjoy regardless!

You’ve never done anything wrong in your life — Mammon is convinced. So is Diavolo. And Asmodeus. And a majority of the devilish figures in your newfound life. You, for all intents and purposes, are content to remain the pinnacle of human innocence and sincerity.

But even your saccharine nature must take a back seat when an opportunity, gilded and waiting, presents itself.

Take, for example, the harmless rearranging of Levi’s figurines (he claims they’re alphabetical, but seriously, how does that work?), or replacing Beelzebub’s creatine with baby powder. All of which were relatively easily fixed in the long run, and you were able to pass off as the mischievous misdoings of someone else.

In this moment, you sit with your back against Satan’s chest, scrolling on your phone, while your feet are propped up on a sleeping Belphie’s ribcage. Satan reads over your shoulder, his chin propped up and his arms caging your sides. A book is pinched between the lanky fingers of his right hand, while the left absentmindedly rub circles into your tummy.

You hear the telltale clunk of Lucifer’s shoes as they approach. The strides pause outside your door, but are soon succeeded by a heavy rapping on the door.

You look up. Belphie and Satan, pointedly, do not.

Lucifer pushes the door to your room open and eyes the cozy trio. His arms are crossed, his brows pinched in that "angry dad" way that he has perfected.

"Would any of you like to explain why my cologne appears to be the same scent as Asmodeus' bathroom air freshener?" He rumbles.

"It’s not my business what you spend your money on." Satan sniffs, pressing his nose further into the junction of your neck with indignation.

"Answer my question."

"No, I have no idea why your cologne smells like that. Happy?"

Lucifer grunts. "Belphegor?"

Belphie groans and shakes his head noncommittally.

Lucifer’s eyes fall on you, finally. Perhaps the others are fooled by your — admittedly lovely — doe eyes, but he will not be. "And you?"

At Lucifer’s accusation, Satan curls tighter around you. He appears offended on your behalf.

"They'd never."

"I'd never." You agree, batting your eyelashes.

Lucifer scowls, pinches the bridge of his nose, and backs out of your room.

You return to your doom scrolling, only to be interrupted by a little banner at the top of your screen:

Luci 💋: Please come to my room tonight after dinner. Your deception is deserving of retribution, yes?

Withholding a giggle, you shoot off a short affirmative before leaning back against Satan’s hold. It went just as you planned.

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"I thought you were taking me to a strip mall," Asmodeus said.

The two of you stood on cracked pavement with stubborn weeds sprouting from the split concrete. The sun beat down as you gazed at the row of shops ahead of you. Small restaurants, salons, a laundromat and a pawn shop. Nothing fancy, but a fun place to pass the time.

"I did," you responded. "This is the strip mall. Where do you wanna go first?"

Asmodeus lowered his sunglasses. He squinted at each store, taking in their outdated exteriors. Not content with that, he twisted his body to look around. The large parking lot was mostly empty aside from several beat-up cars and a random employee on their smoke break. A large bird flew in circles in the sunlight above. It was quiet.

"Then where are all of the..." Asmodeus trailed off. He slumped his shoulders and sighed instead of finishing his question. He clearly misunderstood. The sunglasses went back up and he put a hand on his hip. Anywhere could be fun if you were around. "Nevermind. Can we visit that thrift store first? The sweater in the window is hideous and I have to see it."

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These are the introductions of the two new songs by Solmare on twitter.

Addictive Love is about the brothers looking back on their 5 years and releasing more of their sadistic side. Listen as they let loose and show you their darker side. Lose yourself to their savage love!

Introducing Ritual, the theme song to our new app! A dark love anthem where the brothers sing just how crazy they are about you! By far the sexiest song in the Obey Me! library, enjoy the sensual melody and vocals!

I just love these themes sm 😳😳😳

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Leviathan waved the screen of his DDD in front of your face. He had finally achieved an impressive full rhythm combo in extreme hell mode. Twinkling particle effects and triumphant background music accompanied this feat.

"It was only a matter of time," he gloated. "I knew if I kept at it, I'd get the perfect combo eventually. I actually have, like, really good reflexes, you know? Probably some of the best in existence. They didn't promote me to admiral for noth-- aah!!"

The boasting was interrupted when Beelzebub walked up and swatted him in the forehead. While Beelzebub looked calm, a flood of emotions washed over Leviathan's face. Hurt, betrayal, anger, panic, and above all, confusion.

"What was that for!?" he yelled, rubbing at the red bump just starting to swell under his bangs.

"I was testing your reflexes," Beelzebub said. "You said they were fast."

Leviathan scoffed. "Well, I wasn't ready! I was too distracted by my full combo to really notice... A-anyway! I know I favor RPGs, but just so you know, I'm also pretty high ranking when it comes to FPS games. So I know I can handle-"

Beelzebub smacked his brother in the shoulder. Straight-on, in full view. Leviathan did not dodge. He stayed completely still and only moved once the blow had already striked his shoulder. He stared at his younger brother in disapproval with wide eyes and a deep frown.

"Beel. What gives?"

"Levi, your reflexes suck," Beelzebub observed.

Leviathan growled, "I just wasn't in the zone, ok!? If you had gotten a full combo on extreme hell mode, I know you'd be open to attacks, too!"

"No, I'm pretty sure you just suck. My reflexes are way better."

"Please don't fight," you sighed. "You both have great reflexes for different situations."

"Mine are better," Beelzebub said at the same time Leviathan insisted, "Mine are the best!"

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What? I'm not jealous. Why would I be jealous?

Because this ⬇️ NB dialogue gave me a vision of what I think she looked like in this moment ww

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Sometimes you forget just how immensely powerful Diavolo is. Which is why you should be careful with your words.

Not in the way that other demons are, when they tremble in front of his regal form.

No; you need to be careful with your words because mentioning in casual conversation that you need to get a Netflix subscription again (because you'd cancelled it the first time you were transported into the Devildom) had ended in the Demon Prince buying the whole fucking company.

God forbid you even look at a piece of jewellery or clothing for more than a split second, or else it'd end up on your windowsill the next morning.

You don't need to fear the Demon Prince like the others do, you do however, need to visit him later and thank him for the necklace that'd shown up on your windowsill today.

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wait if i wrote stuff about Ivy (my MC) specifically, would you guys read it? do u give a shit

to be clear my writing would not just be ivy x om! characters going forward, i just might sprinkle it in every so often with my usual writing

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Some Mc ideas I like that others might like:

- actively being haunted by (human) Lilith

- becomes a wrath demon when they pass or get cursed

- activates angelic lineage and their angelic form actively makes them wear liliths final outfit

- become immortal either from eating solomons food or also making a pact with barbatos

- got enough magic to be a normal human in the devildom but still chooses to be a sheep

- has encouraged Raphael to atleast drink red wine and it workes

- figured out they could open the gates to the celestial realm and just kinda does it to scare people now

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Ok I know everyone and their mother in the Obey me!fandom thinks Solomon’s love language is physical touch because he’s so deprived of it and has been for years. BUT- hear me out. What if its also gift giving??? Especially with MC!

Because he has loved and lost so many times- the only things that remain each time are the small and precious little presents and crafts and letters. I think he absolutely adores when MC gives him anything with meaning! To MC it’s just another trinket or something but to Solomon it’s something to remember MC by- a small piece of the love between them that will remain for a long time.

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HEAR ME OUT

So MC specializes in summoning and protective magic right? Cause they asked Solomon and natural talent, respectively.

Then one day, MC is with Solomon and he asks them to bring him something. But then they raise their hand and the object just comes floating to him. And he is SO proud cause like??? His little apprentice learned telekinesis??? On their own??? And pretty good???

And he starts singing praises with a stupid smile on his face and MC just smiles and thanks him cause it's really not that weird for him to get excited at their magic.

Then another day they do the same thing, but before the object flies through the air, he catches them mumble something about "Spirit of Wind" during the incantation. He's kinda confused and he asks them.

"Wait what do you mean wind?"

"What?"

"Just now, didn't you use telekinesis?"

"You didn't teach me telekinesis"

AND NOW HE IS EVEN MORE PROUD??? Cause what do you mean you're using the wind??? Do you know how much control over pressure, force and direction you need to do that??? He bets it's even harder than normal telekinesis???

Meanwhile MC stands there a little confused before Solomon's bewildered expression turns into a laugh as he goes to hug them.

"I really do have the most amazing apprentice in the world huh?"

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Fun Facts 1101-1110

• MC made Satan let them use his lap as a pillow after he accidentally pranked them instead of Lucifer.

• A clock called the self-discovery clocks leads its owner on a journey of self-discovery whenever it senses its owner is feeling lost

• Belphegor was so exhausted from attending an anime convention with Leviathan he agreed to everything levi asked of him like cosplaying as Ruri-Chan.

• Solomon offers to submit his recipe for a secret potion to the RAD newspaper but Mephistopheles rejects it believing it’ll cause disaster

• Asmodeus’s idea of Valentine’s Day is a day for couples to do “erotic” things together

• Even with the mind of a four year old (via a curse) Simeon still had to skills to bake animal themed cupcakes and throw a party for everyone (with some assistance from MC)

• While attending a festival with MC Luke ate cotton Candy bigger than his head with sprinkles and chocolate stars

• If a new star is born in the sky of the Devildom, Diavolo is the first to know about it

• Due to his love of horse racing, Mammon knows so much about horses his ecology reports are praised

• Sometimes Michael nags Raphael to tell him interesting stories

1091-1100 • 1111-1120

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MC : Damn, I'm really struggling to sleep right now 😔

The ever considerate Beelzebub:

omw to make dumb shit like this instead of drawing fr

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hey guys, we have like $16 left right now and we desperately need to get some groceries and put gas in the car. my sister starts her new job on monday (hopefully) and our doordash payout from yesterday night won't hit until then either, so can we maybe get like $50 to get through the weekend?

pypl, cshapp, and vnmo are all branwyns

thank u :(

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