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-`♡´- return.

summary: the obey me datables & luke react to mc coming back to life!

tags: obey me datables (simeon, solomon, diavolo, barbatos) x gn!reader, luke & gn!reader, hurt/comfort, implied character death, mentions of violence in solomon's parts, solomon goes a little crazy teehee

i. simeon

he sees you there, in the celestial realm. he had known your soul was pure from the very beginning, but seeing you among the angels was like a knife to his gut, a reminder of his failures to protect you. 

you weren’t supposed to be here, not now, at least. it was far too early for you to die. simeon can’t help but feel bitterness well up within him as you turn from michael to look for someone in the crowd (he knew it was him. he hoped it was him).

your features light up – simeon feels his heart skip a beat. even now you were just as he last remembered you, he had always taken the time to visit you in the devildom, even after his internship was over. you more beautiful than any angel he had ever seen. 

you embrace him tight, and the tighter you squeeze the more he feels like he can’t breathe, the combating feelings waging a war in his mind. he should’ve been watching over you; what kind of guardian angel was he to let his human die like this?

“i’m sorry,” he doesn’t know why his voice cracks when he says it. simeon? losing his composure? he had garnered many millennia of years of experience working to keep it up. “i’m sorry i didn’t protect you.”

“it’s okay simeon,” he feels your hands squeeze the back of his cloak. a wicked thought crosses his mind; maybe if you dug your nails in harder he would have some penance for his failures. if you cut through the bone and marrow and reached his heart then maybe his father would forgive him – maybe you would forgive him for his short-comings. “i’m here now.”

“right,” he breathes you in as if to convince himself. simeon feels the strength of his bond with you overwhelm him, he can feel how much you care for him and he feels his chest fill with warmth, chasing away his guilt, if for the moment. “you’re here forever. with me. nothing can hurt you here, i promise.”

ii. luke

luke had always told you to be mindful of demons, that they were evil creatures who would take any opportunity to kill you. it had seemed that his warning had proved true in the worst way. if only he hadn’t been a cherub; if uriel had promoted him to be your guardian angel like he had asked, maybe this could’ve been avoided.

but he was overwhelmed with how happy he was at the fact that you would be spending time with him forever in the celestial realm. he had wanted nothing more ever since you had become friends in the devildom. you were the one light for him in the exchange program.

“you’re here!” luke chirps, sprinting down the golden bricks of the road to the archangels’ house. “you’re really–!” you’re suddenly enveloped in a hug as luke wraps himself around your waist. 

“hello luke!” you smile from ear to ear, ruffling up his neat hair. usually, he’d make a comment about you not treating him like a child, but for now it seems he’s too busy nuzzling into you. “it’s good to see you again.”

“yes! i’m happy to see you,” he pulls away, cheeks visibly flushed. “i’m sorry that i wasn’t there to protect you from those mean old demons but… everything will be fine now that you’re here!”

“would you like to give them a tour of the celestial realm?” michael chimes in with a smile, the younger angel’s eyes lighting up like a christmas tree.

luke nods excitedly, taking your hand in his, already tugging you out of the estate: “we have so much to do! we can’t waste any time!”

iii. solomon

solomon spirals hard.

there was a reason solomon pushed everyone away, why most people in his life were kept an arms length apart. he got too attached to things; to power, to magic, to anything that gave him that needed adrenaline rush… why would you be any different? you, the only person he has ever loved had been snatched out of his hands.

and worst of all, he had been powerless to save you. 

all the magic and demon pacts and connections in the world couldn’t stop you from bleeding out in his arms. humans like you were much too fragile for his liking; he had worked tirelessly his whole life to be anything but.

if he couldn’t get what he wanted from the damned, he would have to turn his eyes to the celestial realm. if he had to tear down the heavens and bring you crashing back down to earth, he’s sure he would. 

making bonds with angels was much more difficult than that of demons, but he found after nights of endless research that plucking a few of their feathers would get them to sing. 

he’s covered in golden ichor when he manages to bring you back – a life for a life. he finally was able to do it, not only to bring a human back to life, but to bring you back. solomon rises, shakily, as you feel your body materialize out of the magic sigil etched into the floor. he smiles gently, looking at you as if you were the only thing that mattered.

so why do you look back at him with such horror?

iv. diavolo

he had bargained with the archangels before, but never for a life.

in all accounts, a human choosing to leave the celestial realm and go to the devildom was unheard of. being cast out of heaven was notoriously the worst punishment anyone could receive.

but you do, you would always choose him over all the luxuries and beauty of the heavens every single time. it was true that love made people do stupid things.

michael sends you back to the devildom months after diavolo’s terms were set, a gift with the price of owing the ruler of the celestial realm a favor. michael was known for his kindness, but diavolo knew that there was more to him than that. he was smart enough to know that michael would never jeopardize the devildom, but angels never forgot debts owed. it was a risk, but one diavolo had no choice but to take. 

above all the benevolence and good-will he draped himself in, at his core, he was a selfish demon; perhaps moreso than anyone else in the devildom. 

he holds you against his chest the whole night. in the morning, he’d have duties and meetings to go to. but for now, you were his. 

“little one,” he mumbles into your hair, hands tight around your waist, “make a pact with me. that you may be at my side forevermore.”

v. barbatos

in so many other timelines he sees you, shining, alive. he starts to resent the other versions of himself for being happy with you (or even worse, happy with any of the others). barbatos could pull you out as easily as he could breathe; he had a mastery over his powers that other lower demons could only imagine. 

but it wouldn’t be the same, he reminds himself, it wouldn’t be his version of you. 

he knew the way to get you back, it’d be to break his own rule: do not interact with the past. diavolo had given him permission to bring you back, it would be a stain on the exchange student program if one of the humans came back dead after the second semester. but he wasn’t so sure, what if the you he brought back wasn’t the you he remembered? 

barbatos does it anyways, knowing he can’t refuse an order from his lord. the you in the celestial realm will be erased from existence replaced with the you of the past, the one who doesn’t know what it’s like to die. the two can only hope it doesn’t cause drama in the celestial realm.

“barbatos?” you question as you walk in the gardens with him, completely oblivious to it all. if he hadn’t been so happy that you had returned, he would feel guilty for not telling you of your death. sometimes, ignorance was bliss. “are you okay? you seem more quiet than usual.”

“do i?” he muses, forcing a soft smile for you. “i’m afraid i’m simply just a bit tired. sleep evaded me last night.” the last part wasn’t a lie.

“sorry to hear that,” you pout, “if you want to go nap, you should!

“do you not wish to spend time with me?”

“it’s not that…” you kick at the ground, arms crossed behind your back. “it’s just we have all the time in the world though, right? i want you to be rested when we’re together.”

he feels as if you’ve struck him with an arrow to his chest. barbatos sees your lifeless body in his mind, did you know and were trying to taunt him? or were you simply just this sweet?

“i suppose you’re right.” he nods his head, “but you’re coming with me.”

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BARB PLS COME HOME PLSSSSSS I NEED YOU

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this will forever be my all time favourite review of florence's music

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Thank you Solmare for putting a blindfold on Beel 🙏

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Silly little Obey Me Headcanons

Their nails just do that.

Satan wasn't allowed to have a DDD right away due to bad behavior. Naughty demons who strangle their brothers and make death threats don't get phones

Because of that, Satan isn't tech savvy yet. He's nowhere near Simeon's level, but you know how his pfp is this?

I think either Lucifer or Asmo did that and told Satan his phone won't recognize him if he tries to change it and he believed it. No way Satan picked such a flustered pic himself. It makes him sooo mad every time he sees it.

The word "prank" is poor translation of an elusive term that doesn't really have a human realm equivalent, but more closely translates to something like "pipe bomb" or "bone implosion." So when they say the Anti-Lucifer League say they "pranked Lucifer" by casting a spell to make his socks never match, what that actually means is they cast Spell of Pipe Bomb to one of Lucifer's socks.

Simeon has seen every movie on the disturbing movie iceberg list and he loved them. He saw Terrifier 2 opening day. He was laughed his beautiful laugh the whole way through.

Heaven and Hell as post-death human repositories exist but they're considered "the sketchy side of town" in both realms, overseen by lesser angels/demons. You never find out what either is like because everyone you hang out with is of such high prestige.

Lilith is in heaven, but Human heaven is so below the brothers' radar, it literally never crossed their mind they might be able to see her again.

Luke will become the revolutionary force of heaven. One day Luke will cast out Michael the way he once cast out Lilith. That's far, far in the future though.

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You were blessed by angelic presence… or were you?

Bonus, if only Simeon had halo

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I swear it’s the last crossover I’m making of them (I know I’m 5 years too late)

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I haaaaate how ashy some of the official artists (and some of y'all... side eyes) draw the darker-skinned charas

— Anon

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I have viewed most of the takes so far with either neutrality or a "*raises glass* hell yeah brother" response, but every now and then I get one that makes me say, out loud, "Are you stupid?"

I know this is the pissing on the poor website but some of you need to learn the term "subjective"

— Anon

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I need more Mephisto and Lucifer interactions so I can fuel my Mephiluci propaganda because they kiss so much and you should trust me

— Anon

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thought about him too much now i have a crush

Dialogue (in order of appearance) from: Memory Card: Demon King Who? - Ch. 3 Memory Card: Surprise Gift - Ch. 1

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Now that OM Battle Royale has been officially announced, I can finally talk about this!

Thanks so much to Solmare for letting me play the early access version of the game ✨️

Here's everything I know about the characters and their fighting styles so far!

‼️ SPOILERS FOR OBEY ME: BATTLE ROYALE UNDER THE CUT! ‼️

The seven demon brothers are the default starting lineup for the game. There are also nine secret/hidden fighters that can be unlocked 👀

I'm using Smash Bros as a base for comparison, since I figure it's what the most amount of people are likely to be familiar with

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If you don't like the writing of something, you're either dumb or you hate it? What does this even mean...?

If you don't like the writing in OM or NB, I'm sorry to inform you that you either lack literary comprehension, or you just hate the games and you haven't realized that yet.

— Anon

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