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🖌️ for ushoryun

All the monster boys presenting gifts in congrats!

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💕 Happy Valentine's Day from your resident Avatar of Lust. 💕

Managed to do a quick doodle of Asmodeus in a piece from the Seredin & Vassiliev S/S 2002 collection.

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now i came across the book of tobit that Asmodeus is a wrath demon and has been used in fictional media, but could we see Asmodeus using lust and wrath? But not like how Satan is presented?

Yes, definitely!!

Within general demonology, the seven deadly sins' demon representations can actually vary a bit. Some interpretations have Asmodeus as the demon of lust, while others have him as wrath. And in fact, Asmo's name actually can translate as being derived from the word for wrath! But, in the case of OM, they have seemingly gone with Binsfeld's classification, which is perhaps the most prevalent.

That said, even as OM's Avatar of Lust, Asmo has certainly been shown to also be quite wrathful when he's angry.

For one, his "losing" battle sprites are the only ones besides Satan's to show true anger, consumed by flames and breaking his phone in OG while very pissed and about to break his mic in Nightbringer.

And then we have all the various moments in the games that point to Asmo's wrath, a few of which we've shared below.

(minor Nightbringer spoilers below the cut)

First, we have the classic OG season 1 Asmo, which was a more cruel, cold wrath.

We also have Beelzebub mentioning that both Satan and Asmodeus scare him/are scary when angry.

In Nightbringer Lesson 7 - Hard, aptly titled "Two Terrors", we have Asmodeus ready to kill everyone when he finds out they destroyed his room in the process of hiding from a wrathful Satan -- and ends up scaring said wrathful Satan himself.

Most recently, we've seen Asmodeus straight-up ready to pummel Mammon.

And of course, we can't leave out this lovely little panel from the mini-comics the official Obey Team shared a while back, where Asmo gets pissed that Mammon fell asleep while doing his nails.

So indeed, it's not quite the same as Satan's wrath, but Asmodeus is most definitely terrifying when he's mad!

Anyway, for our part, we strongly believe that being the Avatar of Lust includes bloodlust, as well. 🥰

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A shapeshifter that can’t afford to reveal their true monstrous form to you yet but desperately wants to fill you with their inhuman cock.

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火 ૮₍๑⌓̈๑₎ა（╹◡╹）火

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follow-up to that first post that was initially meant to be in the same post but then it got way too late so i didn't finish it BUT here it is

(+ additional silliness that i decided to add in the meantime:)

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*Mammon and MC talking - NSFW*

Mammon *rummaging through MC’s drawer*: MC ya gotta know where goldie is?! I’ve searched everywhere

MC: you’re not gonna find it in there, I know that much

Mammon *pulling out dildo*: what the heck is this?!

MC: *sighs*

MC: Mammon, that is my dildo.

Mammon: oh

Mammon: what the heck have ya got that for?! If ya need some action, the Great Mammon is only a phone call away

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*Asmo and MC talking*

MC: what’s your favourite cocktail?

Asmo: espresso martini all day every day sweetie! What about you?

MC: I like sex on the beach

Beel *overhearing*: oh me too, MC!

MC *confused*: you’ve tried sex on the beach?

Beel: well only once - there was a bit too much sand for my liking. It got a bit uncomfortable toward the end

MC:

Asmo:

Beel: what?

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Rules for the Devildom (Previous parts here)

Asmodeus

The fifth oldest of the brothers, Avatar of Lust and former Jewel of the Heavens. A connoisseur of beauty and slave to satisfying his desires.

Asmodeus might appear harmless in comparison to his brothers. Welcoming or indifferent at most. Infatuated with his reflection, too indulged in hedonism to care for anything else.

Beware, human! His tongue is cruel—bitter sentiments coated by honeyed words. You can fall prey to his whims and fancies, and if you bore him out, you will be discarded. It is but a matter of time as to when it happens, and nothing has been able to hold his interest for long so far. (Ask Helen in the Demon Lord's Palace, she will lash out with a bitter tongue at the mere mention of his name.)

Do you want to get lost in fervent devotion? Until your throat is raw from chanting words of worship at the top of your voice, and your eyes watering since you cannot bear to even not look at him for a fleeting moment? If so, you are at the right place.

Avoid the above by ensuring not to stare into the demon eyes for a moment too long—be lost in them once—and you will be lost forever. I'll let you in on a little secret-not even the eldest is immune to this particular 'ability' of his.

Him and Solomon have a pact. The latter will be elaborated upon in the upcoming rules. This piece of knowledge is vital for you.

Take any gifts he bestows upon you with caution. Sure, the hand mirror crafted by the finest architects in the Devildom and with a handle made of obsidian is breathtaking, but is it worth using in exchange for your devotion to him? Only and only him?

Be wary when you are in his room. The plants are alive, in the sense that they eat flesh. And a living, breathing human is in the vicinity.

Asmodeus might invite you with him to bathe. His bathroom is separate from the rest—lavishly decorated, but exercise caution. Demons bathe at temperatures of 150 degree celsius for a lukewarm bath, and at a hundred degree celsius water boils. And beings of this realm haven't had a human visit in so long, they are likely to forget your anatomy.

Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder. A universal fact. But remember to not show your preference more for any other in his presence. He is the most beautiful. The most desired. The most cherished. Still a Jewel of Hell, if not Heavens. How dare you think of him as lesser?!

Maybe he fears that underneath that shiny exterior you would not find anything of worth at all.

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Mammon is highly possessive of you. It shows in all gestures big and small. From insisting you take the window seat so you're less visible from the train aisle, to wresting you away from his slimy brothers when they get too close. He takes out predatory loans to buy you a little something when you're feeling down. Usually treats and getaways. They're rumored to bring lovers closer together when shared, but you don't need to know about that. He reminds you that he's your first - that means he needs to be the priority in your life. Don't you forget it.

Mammon is also incredibly tsundere. "Whaddya think you're doing!?" he'll exclaim, pushing you away. His cheeks are as red as his savings account. "Tryin' to worm your way into my arms like that? Ain't never heard of a human as bold as you."

Except, he forgets that he's the one who grabbed you. Curled his arms protectively around you and pulled you into his chest as if shielding you from rains of hellfire. Guarded you from prying eyes of lesser beings and swept you away somewhere more secluded, all because a random salesman grabbed your shoulder. Only he's allowed to touch you like that. Only when his heart is ready.

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Asmodeus here putting Lust in Bloodlust~

More Hades AU

Mephistopheles \ Simeon \ Luke \ Leviathan \ Mammon

gameplay headcanons under the cut

Poison all the way, baby! Drug—I mean, charming enemies left and right. And if you put enough poison in them, they will explode in a beautiful, gory mess!

Asmodeus's Call: Turn the battlefield poisonous, dealing high overtime damage with a chance to charm enemies.

Legendary Boon "Parasocial Allure"—Charmed enemies deal more damage and stay charmed longer.

Upon Greater Call

"How precious."

"Oh, I'm good."

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"Naughty, naughty... "

"My turn, hon."

"You need a good lashing!"

Unique Greater Call

(Lucifer)

"Some family we are..."

"Even now you look good!"

"I want those raven wings crimson from your blood~"

"Oh, when I'll crawl inside you..."

(Barbatos)

"I had dreams just like this."

"A perfect threesome~"

"Your skin on my chairs, dear!"

"Sloppy seconds is all you'll ever get!"

(Diavolo)

"I'll give you royal treatment, hon~"

"One step too far!"

-moaning-

"Oh YES."

"Take a hint already!"

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Mammon is so hot girl summer with his square tip white nails

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Lucifer is a big fan of breath play. 

He waits till the end of the day to pull you into his office. The need to anchor himself to something other than work quickening his fingers and lips. Having you spread out on his desk beneath him is as close to heaven he will ever see again. 

Lucifer takes pleasure in divesting you of your clothes, letting them scatter around his office like autumn leaves across the furniture. Once bare, he indulges in his fascination. Humans and their functions excite him, it pulls at a longing he had buried a millennia ago. 

Maybe it’s just his attraction to you. He gorges himself on you, tasting and biting. Pulling in your scent, touching you till your heady essence permeates every inch of his office. 

He is gentle at first, with his hands and words. Apologizing for his impropriety when he finally rips away the rest of your clothes. Then he’s praising you. His low voice rumbling across your skin commending you for being so good to him. He needs this after yet another long day of herding brothers (and one mischievous prince) all hell bent on putting him into an early grave. 

He’ll reward you for your ‘assistance’. Kissing your lips and your body, showering you with words of worship. He is driven by your sighs and groans when he finds your soft spots during his exploration. Lucifer makes it a game to see how loud he can make you moan, and beg while he readies you. 

He preps you with fingers and tongue talking you through what will happen tonight. Pulling away to remind you of your signs before beginning. He’ll wait till you make the first move. Both of you panting, swept up in the heat of the moment, the increasing feedback loop of your breath mingling in the short distance between you two driving him to the brink. The tension snaps when you place his large palm on you neck and squeeze.

There is something about this bodily function that just gets him hungry. The act of breathing fascinates him. The involuntary motion of your lungs expanding and contracting, day in- day out, pushing out your sweet scent, fueling the beat of your heart. It’s foreign, exotic even. Once he learned he could play with it? That he could control you down to such a base function?

His eyes are glued to the sporadic motions of your chest rising and falling in rapid succession. The blotchiness of your skin as you struggle to catch your breath around his hand arousing him. He almost loses himself when your chest hitches thigh, throat bobbing as you struggle. Your chest arches high as your back bows mouth open on a silent scream. Your climax surprising both of you, but doesn’t stop him. The insatiable heat and hunger still driving him. Your heart skips a beat. His thrusts continuously bruising into your sweet spot. You would give him more.

It’s mesmerizing to see the blood rushing to your tear streaked cheeks later when you choke around his dick. He pushes you to the edge, holding your head in place while you fight for oxygen. Your throat clenches tight on his shaft, heart racing like a scared prey animal as you fight for air. Lucifer groans showering you in breathy praise feeling the flutter down his length.

He revels in the way your body radiates heat after your next orgasm. He'll steal it off your twitching body, pushing himself flush against you. He’ll ignore your cries of overstimulation, pushing you to another earth shattering end with each punishing snap of his hips. Your cheeks sparkling with big salty tears, your complexion blotchy from the press and release of his iron fingers. He'll lick away the tear before pressing down again. 

The slow steady pressure of his fingers blurs the edges of your vision turning your gasps to wispy gurgles. He’ll push you further, racing to your outer limits, transfixed with how your rosy swollen lips began to tinge blue and purple. He finishes with a sharp cry of satisfaction. Head thrown back, eyes rolling as he releases your neck. 

He is transfixed with the feel of you fluttering around his twitching cock, your body fighting to regulate its systems again. You cough dragging in lungfuls of sweet air. The burn of oxygen on your throat only extends your euphoria.

 Pulling his head into your neck you whisper hoarse words of praise while he fights for control. His leather gloves creaking as he grips the edges of his desk in the aftershock. His gnashing fangs just a hairsbreadth from your racing pulse. 

Having Lucifer riding the razor’s edge of blood lust only adds to the bone deep satisfaction you feel in your afterglow. His come down excites you almost as much as the sex. A rekindling hunger reverberating through you burying itself deep down into your quivering soul.

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Do you have dad Beel headcanons?

Nope but I do now!

Beel as a Dad HCs

- he won’t go anywhere without the baby carrier. Refuses to ever use a pram because why would he when he can just have the little bub in front of him the whole time?

- has to “taste test” every food the baby tries

- “MC I think we should have another baby” “Beel I literally only gave birth ten days ago”

- always looks after MC and does things for her “from Beel and the baby” (I.e makes breakfast in bed)

- talks to the baby as if they can understand him. Has full blown conversations. “Look, your uncle Satan has come to see you!” “Doesn’t your Mummy look beautiful?”

- feels so proud when the bub finishes all of their food

- let’s the baby sleep on his chest when it’s nap time

- nap time ends up being his favourite time of the day because of that

- tries to tell bedtime stories but forgets the plot so just makes it’s up as he goes (most of the time it turns into the story of how he met MC)

- whenever somebody else holds the baby, he sits there really impatient because that’s his baby, he wants to hold him/her!

- gets really sad whenever the baby cries

- always compliments MC and tells them what a great parent they are

- he can’t even begin to think about his life before becoming a father. He couldn’t imagine a world without his little bundle of joy

- when the baby grows up into a toddler, he ditches the baby carrier and just carries the toddler on his shoulders everywhere

- always takes the toddler away when the brothers are arguing because he doesn’t want them growing up surrounded by hatred

- thanks MC every day for making him a Dad

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⭕️AVARITIA🐦‍⬛