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Obey me! Dragons?

Background: I got back onto dragon city and saw a dragon I named "lucifer OM" and "Belphie OM" so as an artist I decided to screenshot multiple dragons to edit into the obey me brothers.

Here is luci

he has eyes! the scara is just a dark red. 🤣 Also please notice the pendant I like small details.

And of corse we have to have the original screenshot.

if you play dragon city I'll take requests but here is the ideas for everyone else

There will be recoloring and additions like I did for luci.

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the girls

artist: yuki77mi

media: doki doki literature club

here's the pin

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Diavolo...no please no

Referring to the club event in Obey me

I had said that "as long as we don't have a literature club everyone should be safe...

Bro is too precious and hasn't seen the things that I've seen.

UP DATE

It got worse

I think this game hates me I have to add new tags too.

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Bro

Event spoiler

I love levi but he's a bit silly.

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Check out my wattpad

I had put up a poll like a week ago and bow I know that lute x demon reader will be what I post.

The first 2 chapters will post Friday at 3 mst like most of my posts on here do. Feel free to look at my old stuff that desperately needs a redo ig.

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Results

this was un expected but you guys whanted it and I'm here to surve I will work on this and it will be the next one to go on wattpad

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sneak peaks part 2

alastor x fem demon reader

“DON'T DO IT.” he screams backing the fuck up. Then eventually hiding behind a dumpster. Looking beyond in horror. “Hello there.” I say to one of the strongest demons. I am just realizing how small I am compared to him. He looks down at me almost puzzled. “Hello?” he says. His voice almost made me jump. It was, kinda hot. “I'm kinda lost. Can you help?” I keep eye contact with the radio demon.

Angel dust x male angel

Are you okay?” Liam asks concerning.“I'm fine, just… annoyed at my boss.” There is venom in his voice as he speaks. Liam gives him a soft smile. “Okay,” he paused “just know you can talk to me anytime.”

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little peaks part one

here is some peaks in the storys on my poll

Alator x fem angel

I walked over to the deer looking demon.“Umm hello!” I say, coming up to him. He turns around and looks down. “Umm hi” his voice sounds like it's coming from a radio. My eyes light up. “ Your voice is Fascinating.” I shake my head after saying that. “Sorry i ment im Naomi. What's your name?” he chucked at my little antacts.

lute x demon reader

“Can I still go? Look, I got fake wings! They even allow me to fly.” he smiles, showing them the purely white wings he made. Charlie looks at her dad and then sighs.

(Thank you Robin for help

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regarding the poll 2

yesterday I put a poll (for one week go check it out) u put x reader options but I would like to inform yall that I don't like writing "y/n" like 40 times so I made yall names. When it is x fem reader your name is Naomi and when it is x male reader your name is Liam. No other reason than I like that name so Liam in a x Alastor is not the same as Liam from x angel dust I just like that name.

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regarding the poll. 1

I looked back at my old stuff and I need to proof read befor I add on to that it was made 2 years ago and was not thought out correctly. So that will be a longer process that I'll have to work on in the background. so feel free to choose something else on my poll please and thank you.

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new story on wattpad

ok update I will be doing the last one in the background but I can't change it rn so pick somthing else.

my wattpad is simpingbluecloud with the same pfp

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Hi!! I was wondering if I could request Angel Dust x inexperienced! reader where Angel teaches reader how to properly kiss? This can be a mix of both a little spicy yet fluffy thank you!!!!❤️❤️❤️

Hiya sweetheart! Here ya go! (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠✧⁠*⁠。

Angel Dust teaching an inexperienced s/o how to kiss

tags: fluffy, slightly spicy/smutty, implied masc reader but still gn!, friends to lovers, kissing, making out, grinding || Minors don't interact, please!

"Gosh, sweetheart, yer shakin' like a leaf," Angel brushes his hair back. "Sure ya wanna do this? Not gonna force ya." He squeezes your hand, stroking his thumb across your knuckles. You're sat facing one another on Angel's plush bed, both dressed in comfy clothing. He's wearing black shorts with an oversized flushed pink off-the-shoulder tee and long striped socks.

Vehemently, you shake your head, reaching to take his hand in yours. The air is thick and hot, a palpable humidity that clings to your skin in a sickly sweet way. The knot of anxiety in your stomach twists and turns, watching with apprehensive eyes as Angel slowly crawls across the pink sheets until his hot breath fans against your slightly parted lips. He parts his legs, kneeling with you between his legs.

One set of arms carefully grasps your chin, the second stroking up and down your shoulders and arms, and the third are settled politely on your hips. You feel like you're floating already and he's barely touched you, already a bit overwhelmed with his gentle caresses.

Angel softly nuzzles your nose. "Yer so fuckin' cute, baby. I'm honored ya picked little ol' me." His smile is genuine, stroking your hair softly. "'M gonna kiss ya now, okay? Hmm?" He hums, inches from your mouth. "Gimme yer words, baby, need'ta hear ya."

"Yes," you gasp. Angel slots his mouth to yours slowly, pulling back shortly after. When you don't disengage he dives back in again, lips molded against yours. Like they were made to be together. Fuck, he's wanted to do this forever.

Carefully, Angel lifts you up into his arms, falling back onto his plush pillows with you on top of him. Gasping he pulls away from your divine lips, a string of saliva linking both your tongues. "Still okay?" There's a certain sparkle in his eyes you haven't seen before. Eagerly you nod, bowing at the waist to claim his lips with yours again. Letting out a soft moan, Angel pants heavily, the hands on your hips slowly tugging you along his hardening cock already staining the black fabric with precum.

Sucking in harshly, Angel collects you with all sets of his arms to push you back into the pillows. He towers over you, one of his hands linking with yours and pressing your knuckles into the sheets. His hips roll against you, gasping. He's throbbing so fuckin' hard, sweat clinging to his skin, and it's getting harder for him to think coherently.

Angel whimpers softly when your hand presses to the outline of his bulge. He quickly grasps your hand and tugs it away. "Tonight's about you, baby, don't worry about me, 'kay?" He stares down at you. Fuck, you look amazing. Smiling up at him with your kiss-bitten lips and rapidly rising and falling chest. You're holding his hands so lovingly, beaming up at him like he hung the fuckin stars in the sky. His undead heart soars at how sweet you are for him.

Your voice is soft when you speak. "I'd like to. If you're comfortable with it." He all but groans with the thought of your mouth wrapped around his cock. He's gonna bust in his shorts if he's not careful.

"Sweets, I want nothing more than ta show you how much I love ya." Slowly, Angel returns your hand to his dick, gasping with a pleased shudder. He covers your hand with his, showing you how he likes to be touched. This night certainly took an interesting turn of events. Not that you'd find Angel complaining.

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alastor, who comes back to hotel from an overlord meeting with a twitch in his eye and a white-knuckled grasp around his mic, pouring off waves of irritation that leaves the others scrambling.

alastor, who says nothing but a sharp crackle of your name, a silent command for you to come with him as he makes his way to the room he claimed as his own.

alastor, who is deathly silent in the elevator, only tapping his claws against his mic as he watches the floors pass, his other hand resting heavy on the small of your back.

alastor, who bolts the bedroom door shut and commands you with a single word. “strip.”

alastor, whose eyes grow hungrier and whose smile grows wider and bigger the more you undress for him.

alastor, who fucks you so roughly against the wall first that you swear you see stars as he ruts up into your heat like his life depends on it.

alastor, whose claws dig into the delicate flesh of your skin as he rams into you, and the smell and taste of your blood only pulls him deeper into his daze of lust-fueled fury.

alastor, who rasps and crackles absolute filth into your ear as he maneuvers your knees up to your chest on his bed so he can fuck into you deeper. “such an obedient pet for me, aren’t you, darling? always so good and willing. i think that deserves a reward, don’t you?”

alastor, who allows you to cum first (and licks it up with that long, silver tongue of his) before using you to chase after his own pleasure.

alastor, whose antlers grow and eyes redden further as he approaches his climax, baring his teeth to leave a bite mark in the juncture of your shoulder and laving his tongue over the blood that trickles from the wound.

alastor, who buries himself as deep as he can possibly go inside you before reaching his end and collapsing on top of you as you feel his antlers shrink back and his chest heave with breath.

alastor, who relaxes slowly and even hums a soft, barely-there purr as you gently rub at his pointed ears and caress his scarlet tresses.

alastor, who allows himself just a few minutes of silence before getting himself up and dressed to run a bath for you.

alastor, who forces you to eat the stew he made for you after, even if you’re not hungry. “eat up, my dear. i can’t have my darling doll too weak to take me next time, hmm?”

alastor, who smiles to himself for days when he sees the bruise from his bite mark poking from the edge of your collar.

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obey me boys whaching hazbin

Mention of hazbin and helluva boss characters

Mammon: so he's named lucifer and likes ducks?

MC: yeah and he's hot

Lusifer: umm, I don't look like that.

MC: It's not you he just has the same name. also mammon in helluva boss is funny. Oh and beel is so cute.

Manmon and beel: what?

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incorrect quotes Alastor

context: old tiktok sound

lilltih: I found out he was cheating!

Alastor: omg how?!

Lillith: I saw him kissing another guy at Applebee's.

Alastor: Applebee's... oop that was me. Guess I took your man's.

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alastor, who comes back to hotel from an overlord meeting with a twitch in his eye and a white-knuckled grasp around his mic, pouring off waves of irritation that leaves the others scrambling.

alastor, who says nothing but a sharp crackle of your name, a silent command for you to come with him as he makes his way to the room he claimed as his own.

alastor, who is deathly silent in the elevator, only tapping his claws against his mic as he watches the floors pass, his other hand resting heavy on the small of your back.

alastor, who bolts the bedroom door shut and commands you with a single word. “strip.”

alastor, whose eyes grow hungrier and whose smile grows wider and bigger the more you undress for him.

alastor, who fucks you so roughly against the wall first that you swear you see stars as he ruts up into your heat like his life depends on it.

alastor, whose claws dig into the delicate flesh of your skin as he rams into you, and the smell and taste of your blood only pulls him deeper into his daze of lust-fueled fury.

alastor, who rasps and crackles absolute filth into your ear as he maneuvers your knees up to your chest on his bed so he can fuck into you deeper. “such an obedient pet for me, aren’t you, darling? always so good and willing. i think that deserves a reward, don’t you?”

alastor, who allows you to cum first (and licks it up with that long, silver tongue of his) before using you to chase after his own pleasure.

alastor, whose antlers grow and eyes redden further as he approaches his climax, baring his teeth to leave a bite mark in the juncture of your shoulder and laving his tongue over the blood that trickles from the wound.

alastor, who buries himself as deep as he can possibly go inside you before reaching his end and collapsing on top of you as you feel his antlers shrink back and his chest heave with breath.

alastor, who relaxes slowly and even hums a soft, barely-there purr as you gently rub at his pointed ears and caress his scarlet tresses.

alastor, who allows himself just a few minutes of silence before getting himself up and dressed to run a bath for you.

alastor, who forces you to eat the stew he made for you after, even if you’re not hungry. “eat up, my dear. i can’t have my darling doll too weak to take me next time, hmm?”

alastor, who smiles to himself for days when he sees the bruise from his bite mark poking from the edge of your collar.