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so the house of representatives just passed a bill that will now move to the senate to BAN tik tok completely in the united states and they are expected to argue that “national security risks” outweigh the freedom of speech and first amendment rights. biden has already said that if it gets to him, he will sign it. whether or not you use the app…….this is something to be worried about

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Pressure.

Sketch to fight the art block and the lack of motivation >< More from this series here.

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he is plotting DESTRUCTION and MURDER!!!!!!!

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BLOG UPDATE!!!!

I might try to get this blog up and running again. I want to write and now I'm starting a full-time job where I'll have a consistent schedule. If I still write for Obey Me, I won't be able to write for the newer characters in the original game or for Nightbringer. I stopped playing the original game because I got too busy and I just can't do rhythm games. I can still do the brothers, Dia, Barb, Solomon, and Simeon.

I'd also be able to open my blog up to more fandoms like Ikemen Prince (Licht and Yves, my beloveds<3) but only for the Rhodolite princes. I hate Rio so much I refuse to write for him. I might get back into Ikemen Sengoku. I can also open my blog to The Arcana. Maybe some non-otome game fandoms.

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THE GRAND FINAL

Who are the winners of our broken friendship showdown???

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I got this comment on a story from my Other AO3 Account this morning.

(Info redacted because I prefer keeping these accounts separate but no one follows me on the side blog I have for that account.)

The story was posted almost a year ago and is relatively “popular” by my average statistics even though it has tropes and themes that are big turnoffs for a lot of people (hence separate accounts). This popularity is undoubtedly because it’s a Marvel Loki story and that fandom is massive.

So there is obviously an algorithm or a bot scrubbing ao3 statistics and leaving this comment on fics that meet a certain metric with the main character of the fic inserted into the comment.

I had a little time to kill this morning so I decided to investigate further. And y’all this is so predatory. Come on this journey with me. It made me mad. It may make you mad.

First, if you go to Webnovel’s website, you HAVE to choose between male lead or female lead stories before you can go any further. WTF?

And that’s weird, but this gets so much worse. This is basically a pay-to-read site that has different subscription models. Which… okay BUT! The authors don’t get paid! Look at that comment again. They’re promising a supportive and nurturing community, but zero monetary compensation. It’s basically, “post your stuff here so we can get paid and you can get… nice vibes?” I mean look at this Orwellian writing:

Using the phrase “pay-to-read model” in the same sentence as “qualitative changes in lifestyles for authors” deliberately makes you think that you can get paid and maybe even make a living on this website. But that’s not actually what it says and authors will not receive one red cent.

Oh but wait, the worst is still to come. In case this breaks containment (which I kind of hope it does) this is where I mention that I’m a lawyer in the US.

I don’t do intellectual property or copyright law but I do read and write contracts for a living. So I went to look at their terms of service. It was fun!

Highlights the first, in which Webnovel gets a license to do basically whatever they want with content you post on their site. This is how they get to be paid for people reading authors’ writing without paying them anything.

Highlights the second, in which Webnovel takes no responsibility for illegally profiting off of fan fic. This all says that the writer is 100% responsible for everything the writer posts (even though only Webnovel is making money from it).

Highlights the third which say that by posting, the author is representing that they have the legal right to use and to let Webnovel use the content according to these terms. So if a writer posts fan fiction and Webnovel makes money from people reading the fan fiction, and the House of the Mouse catches wise, these sections say that that’s ALL on the writer.

So that’s a little skeevy to start off with but the thing that is seriously shitty and made me make this post was that these assholes are coming to ao3. They are actively recruiting people in comments on their fan fiction. And they are saying they are big fans of the character you’re writing about and that they share your interests.

They are recruiting fan fiction writers and giving every impression that you can make money from posting fan fiction on their site and hiding the fact that you absolutely cannot but they can make money off of you while you try, deep in their terms of service which no one but a lawyer who writes fan fic and has some time to kill will read.

I see posts on here regularly from people who don’t understand how this stuff works, don’t understand that they (and others) can not legally make a financial profit from fan fiction. And there are tons of people who will not take the time to dig into the details.

Don’t deal with these bastards. Fuck Webnovel.

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Has anyone made this yet?

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Are you alive?

I'm alive, I just haven't had the time or motivation to write ;;; work takes up a lot of time

I need to make a fandom list because I write for more than Obey Me, but again, I don't have much free time

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Not a request but I hope I'm not bothering you or any,,

Just want to say that i hope your doing well and feeling better! If you feel pressured on writing because your inactive here,please don't force yourself!! Take a long break as much as you want your health is more important!

And I hope and pray that your health is improving and pls rest well! Stay safe over there and take careee!!✨

Aw, thank you so much! These kind words mean the world to me! I've been dealing with a shit ton of stuff lately that's killed my desire to write on top of the fact that I burned myself out on writing. I'm getting adjusted to some new meds and hopefully will be starting a new job in my preferred career field, the show I'm in just opened today after weeks of rehearsals. There's a lot

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Hey I love how detailed you are with your work! Can you please do an obey me oc that is disabled like Victor in Arcane (with the back brace,leg brace, and cane please?) thanks!

Sorry, my requests are closed! Right now I'm not even writing anything. I've lost my motivation due to burnout and some personal matters going on ;;; I'm sorry!

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Hiii!

Just dropping in to appreciate you and everything you do for this fandom! 😉

I really love all of your works, they never fail to make my day brighter and I'm always rereading them. Your writing is lovely and super on point, it's addictive. 😌

And you are one of the best writers I've ever found in here, you're so creative, hardworking, talented, understanding, polite, kind, attentive, caring and intelligent, it's very nice to know we can count on you to write something amazing. 🥰🥰

I also hope you've been feeling alright, taking care of yourself, hydrating, eating and resting well. 🙂

I wish you the best!! 💕💖💞💝

Thank you so so much! This message really means a lot to me. I haven't written anything new because my mental health hasn't been great and adjusting to my new medications has been pretty rough. This really made me happy to read, you are beyond sweet 💕💕

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Not a request but a question. Is your master list updated? Love your work btw!! 😖😖

It's mostly updated, yes. I haven't had the time to add the newest works to it unfortunately. I'm glad you enjoy my work ^^

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MC summons Asmo but hes in the bathtub.

Like he crashes down from the sky IN the bathtub and the entire thing just crushes the ground. Marbels surrounding the tub falling everywhere, the water pipes landing all over.

Like,

Did the summoning work? Yes. Techinically.

Did he rescue you? Yes. In fact all the water pipes and marbles falling out knocked out everyone in the street. The cops are unconscious, the person being arrested is out cold, cars with dents everywhere. Bath water flooding everywhere. Mans didnt even need to get outta the tub.

Is MC ok? Yes but they need to get Asmi a towel or sumthing.

Is Asmo ok? NO. Mans just fell outta the sky, In the middle of his 300 step beauty routine, naked, in a tub. He’s fucking screaming and probs just saw is entire 6000 years of life flash b4 his eyes.

Okay, I didn't write the bathtub being summoned with him thing because I'm not sure if that's how summoning would work. But I still wrote naked Asmo because he was in the middle of a nice, relaxing bath.

Asmodeus x Gender-Neutral Reader

Genre: Fluff, comedy

Warnings: Naked Asmo, violence, stalking

Summoning Him at the Wrong Time (For Him): Asmodeus

It had been three months since you returned home from your year-long stay in the Devildom for the exchange program. You liked to believe you readjusted to human life pretty readily. You had been doing it since birth after all. It was nice to soak up the sun during the daytime and find yourself a routine to fall into. You needed that sense of security a routine gave you.

The hardest thing was adjusting to the long-distance relationship returning home had put you in. Asmodeus was a devoted, doting boyfriend who hated the distance even more than you. The two of you had gotten into a lot of trouble because you were "abusing your pact" just to see him on a regular basis. You guys had to settle for seeing each other every other weekend or so otherwise you'd invoke Lucifer's anger again, and you didn't want Asmo being punished.

Still, despite the hardships that being so far apart had, you and Asmo made your relationship work. You two were as strong as ever, if not stronger because of the distance. You had a set schedule for when you summoned him for dates and catching up in person. He always let you know if something was up that would prevent him from spending time with you.

You sat at work, bored out of your mind as time ticked by. You were stuck in retail, unfortunately, but you had some coworkers you liked that made the days more bearable. The promise of messaging or calling Asmo on your D.D.D later also provided hope to make it through. You had to remember to say thank you again since your D.D.D. was set up for multi-realm talk and text. If only regular phones could do that.

"So, MC," one of your coworkers said, "do you...uh...wanna get coffee with me this weekend?"

You looked at the coworker, Travis, and shook your head. Travis had been a bit...creepy. Desperate was another good descriptor. His lingering stares, constantly appearing out of the blue, you were positive he had followed you to your car a time or two at night. He was obsessed.

"No, I don't. I have a boyfriend. We've got a date this weekend." You tried to ensure that you weren't apologetic in your rejection. Apologizing always seemed to make people persist. You needed to be firm.

"Really now? I've never seen you with anyone before." His tone was accusatory and defensive. You were getting more and more uncomfortable.

"Yes, I do. We've been dating for months now. Even if I didn't have a boyfriend, I'm not interested." You left the conversation at that.

You got up and went to busy yourself with anything you could find to get away from Travis. You also made sure to pass along word of what happened to your manager, who wasn't much older than you, and let her know what a problem he was being. You had reported him constantly, as had other people, but your store's hiring manager refused to do anything about him. You just did what you could to get by.

The rest of your shift was relatively uneventful, but you could feel Travis constantly staring at you. After clocking out, you hurried to get out of the store. Your car was in for repairs and you hated public transportation, so you needed to hoof it home and hope you got there safely. It wasn't too bad. You only lived a couple blocks away. You just preferred driving because it meant you could take your time in the morning, have a safe haven for lunch, and get home in just a couple of minutes at night.

This night did not go as smoothly as you had hoped. You were booking it home. The hairs on your neck were at full attention because you knew Travis was around. You had seen him leave the store behind you and he walked behind you, keeping just a bit of a distance.

You couldn't just go home. Not with him following you. He already knew where you lived but it just didn't feel safe. So the plan had been to loop back to the store and while on the phone with the police. That failed miserably. Your phone was almost totally dead, so you needed to get back to the store before you could even make a call.

And then, suddenly, he had you pinned to the wall in an alleyway.

"Why won't you notice how much I like you? You keep blowing me off, lying about having a boyfriend! I've never seen you with a guy! I've watched you constantly!"

He was ranting and raving at you. You didn't feel safe to even try attacking him in order to get away. He was desperate and creeping you out. He openly confessed to stalking you! You couldn't be sure he didn't have a weapon on him either. Asmo, I wish you were here right now! was all that you could think.

A familiar smell suddenly wafted through the air. Asmo's favorite soap. You would recognize it anywhere, it was the same soap you used because he brought it with him one day as a gift.

"What the hell is this?" Asmo's voice sounded to your right. You turned, relieved to know he had been summoned even if by accident, only to be met with quite the sight.

Asmodeus was completely naked, soap suds clinging to his body and conditioner clearly slicked in his hair. He had been taking a lovely bath before he was oh-so rudely summoned. If it was Solomon then he would have gotten an earful. If it was you, well, you would have still gotten an earful but also a lot of concern because you didn't often summon him outside of your dates.

You could practically see the aura coming off of him. He was beyond pissed off.

"Get your hands off of my partner right now before I make you." Asmo gripped at Travis's wrist. There was no charming smile nor attempts to make Travis fall under his usual charm that he used to get his way. No, Asmo was livid.

"Dude, what the fuck? Why are you naked? Who even are you?" Travis spat at your boyfriend's face. Literally spat at him. Wrong move because you watched Asmo shift into his demon form.

"H-holy shit-" Travis gasped.

Asmo pulled Travis off of you with ease and twisted his arm behind his back. Your boyfriend almost never got violent. Not when he could use his charms. When he did get violent though...well, it wasn't a pretty sight.

"Asmo, let him go! He's not worth it!" You touched your boyfriend's arm and his look softened.

"Only because you said to." Asmo released Travis and narrowed his eyes again. "You will never come near MC again. Ever. Do you understand me? Now leave."

You recognized what he was doing. The way Travis suddenly was entranced, Asmo's eyes faintly glowing. He decided to use his charm after all since you wouldn't let him get even more violent. You preferred it this way. Asmo was a gentle person, he didn't like getting his hands dirty.

"I understand." Was all the hypnotized Travis could say before stumbling off.

It made you relieved that his hypnotic charm didn't work on you. Asmo's power was terrifying to see in action. He could make anyone else do whatever he pleased. You being unaffected by his power was something he loved. It meant you guys were on an even playing field. Anything between the two of you was genuine and real.

"Thank you, Asmo." You shrugged off your knee-length coat and handed it to him. "Put this on and come back to my apartment. You can rinse off and wear some of the clothes I may or may not have stolen from your wardrobe before I left."

He giggled and slid on your coat, zipping it up so he wasn't totally exposed. While he wasn't opposed to staying nude, he knew it wasn't exactly legal in your world.

"I guess this means we start our date weekend early."

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Requests

I am CLOSING requests for a while. I have lots to do, and I've been in a slump lately so they'll take a while to get done. Thank you all for your support!

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Hello hoping you're doing well and healthy

Is it okay if I request Satan reacting to a gn mc who doesn't have a good sleeping schedule? Like they sleep around 3-5am? And wake up in the afternoon-

Unfortunately that's my situation- :'))

Thank you in advance~! And stay safe <:'33✨

Do you mean my sleep schedule when I was in university? No problem!

Satan x Gender-Neutral MC

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: None

Late Nights and Early Mornings

You had never had the best sleep schedule in the world. You were overworked and tired in your regular life before the Devildom, it only seemed to worsen after you arrived for the exchange program (against your will). It didn't help that the "daytime" was only marginally lighter than the "nighttime". It was dark all the time. It really threw off what little sleep schedule you had because there was no sunshine to denote day versus night.

Satan was well aware that you had an abysmal time sleeping. Your eye bags and dark circles told him everything he needed to know. He just didn't know what he could do to help you. It bothered him greatly. He cared for you, you were his partner, and you were clearly surviving and not thriving. How could you thrive when you were perpetually exhausted? You had to be forced awake for RAD because you slept all day long otherwise.

You dragged yourself to the dining room for your "breakfast", which was actually a late lunch considering it was three in the afternoon. No one but Satan was there and he had food ready for you to eat. He knew your schedule all too well.

"So, when did you go to bed last night?" He pulled out your chair for you and sat down to your left.

"Uh..." You had to think. It wasn't technically last night. "Five this morning."

Satan could not repress his concerned sigh. "You really need to have a better sleep schedule. We have to drag you out of bed during the week and then you sleep the weekends away."

You opened your mouth to argue but instead took a bite of the food he made instead. You couldn't really argue with him on the subject. He was right. You would benefit from a better sleep schedule. It was just difficult to change.

"I can't seem to fall asleep earlier. I'm not sure what you want me to do. I've tried everything I can think of."

"I've got an idea that I've been working on for a while. I'll have to go for a bit first. You won't have much time in the day if we do it, though. You will be going to bed at a reasonable hour."

It was hard not to think he sounded way too much like Lucifer in his tone of voice. To be fair, Satan was formed from Lucifer's wrath. You just wouldn't voice your thoughts aloud. Your boyfriend got a bit testy when compared to his eldest brother and for a good reason.

"Do what you've gotta do. I'll try to make the most of the hours I do get in the day."

There had been a time when you'd argue about how no one made Levi get any sleep until it was pointed out that Levi coped with very little sleep and still functioned throughout the day. He got up for breakfast, went to RAD when he had to for the few courses he couldn't take online, and his grades weren't constantly slipping like yours. It was comparing apples to oranges when you tried to bring Levi's lack of sleep into the mix.

"I'll be back later. If this works then we'll be able to fix your sleep schedule." Satan got up and pressed a kiss to the top of your head.

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Solomon met Satan at the entrance to Purgatory Hall with a relaxed smile on his face. He was who Satan had turned to when nothing seemed to fix your shitty sleep schedule. Solomon was technically human and had lots of ideas on what could be done. They had settled on one thing after a lot of trial and error: A simple sleeping potion.

Satan had gone to Solomon because he didn't want to make something and accidentally put you into an eternal slumber or something. Humans were so fickle in what their bodies could handle. Solomon knew that better than anyone, so he agreed to help his fellow cat lover without hesitation. He, of course, also was happy to help you. You were his friend and he cared greatly for you. After all, you humans needed to stick together.

"I've got it already up in my room. I'm sorry it took so long to make. I wanted to be sure the proportions were right so that it wouldn't induce too deep of sleep." Solomon walked Satan up to his dorm.

"I know. Magically induced sleep can be dangerous. Belphie wanted to help, but he wasn't sure if his power would be a bit too much for MC to handle in their exhausted state." Satan ran his fingers through his hair with a sigh. He was frustrated and worried. It was written all over his face.

"Well, don't you worry," the sorcerer reassured with a smile. "This potion will induce eight hours of sleep and nothing more. Make sure MC only drinks a spoonful. It's like liquid cold medicine except for sleep. Too much of it and they'll be out like a light for a couple of days."

"Tablespoon or teaspoon?"

"A teaspoon. A tablespoon is a bit too big for this job. It really won't take much to induce sleep," Solomon explained, handing the potion to Satan. "If they take this for a few days to get them to bed at a decent time and waking up at a reasonable hour, they should be able to wean off of it in no time."

It was a good idea to have brought Solomon in on this. He had been such a big help and, if it worked, Satan would owe him big time. He wouldn't make a pact but he would take him to a cat cafe and buy him lunch.

"Thanks again, Solomon," Satan said. "I'll let you know how it works tomorrow."

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The next few hours passed by as usual. You and Satan spent time together watching detective shows, reading, or talking. Dinner was wholly uneventful save for the usual fuss that Mammon stirred up, and everyone watched a movie together in the living room. It was movie night and it had been Levi's turn to pick. It was, of course, an anime movie. It was a rule that no one was allowed to complain about the movie chosen for movie night because it would always turn into a fight.

"Okay, what's this plan of yours for my sleep schedule?" You sat down on Satan's bed, dressed in your pajamas and fresh from the shower.

You couldn't deny that you hoped for this idea of his to work. Nothing else had yielded any results and you were exhausted. It would be nice to be able to get sleep like everyone else and enjoy each day. You were sick of your day starting when everyone else's was ending. It wasn't fair.

"Solomon made this potion. It's a simple sleeping potion. You should feel its effects in minutes."

Satan poured a bit of the potion into the bowl of a teaspoon. The potion was thick like cough syrup and was the color of lavender. It had just a bit of shimmer to it that almost made you think of glitter. It didn't smell too terrible either. You steeled yourself and down the spoonful of medicine. It didn't taste as abhorrent as cough medicine but the flavor was still rather offensive to your taste buds. You couldn't put your finger on what it tasted like, but it was very unpleasant.

"So, is this why you insisted I sleep in your room?" You took a drink from your water bottle to free your tongue from the taste of the potion.

"Yes. I figured I could keep an eye on you for any side effects. If you don't wake up after eight hours then I will know immediately." Satan lifted his blanket for you to join him, which you did happily. You snuggled into his side just in time for your body to start feeling heavy. Your eyes were struggling to stay open. That was one powerful dose of sleeping potion.

You were asleep in no time at all. Satan breathed a sigh of relief to see that the potion was doing its job. He stayed awake for another two hours just to make sure you didn't have any adverse side effects, which you didn't. He didn't have the most restful sleep in the world, since he wasn't sure if you'd wake up as intended or not, but he managed to get some sleep.

He had been the first one to wake up between the two of you, at least thirty minutes before your intended eight hours. It was the slowest thirty minutes of his entire existence. He practically held his breath until you began to stir, eyes fluttering open.

"You know," you yawned, your voice rough from sleep, "that was the best sleep I've had in years."

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Ahhhhhahahah yall thought the demons will fight elegantly but nah. Its gonna be the most ratchet stupid fight yall will ever witness. The second asmo takes off his wist sleeves hes grabbing somebody’s hair, lucifers slapping someone with his chanclas 🩴, mammon still struggling to take off his earings, someone tripped and pulled off Dia’s pants (cause apparently he dont wear belts from what i see in his design) and now hes screaming, and his horn got stuck in the door. Satan chocked on his own scarf, belphie and beel straight up tried to body crash someone, missed and crashed thru the dry celling. Someone fliped luci’s coat over his head and now hes spinning outta control. He cant see shit.

This is a mess😭

I LOVE the picture of chaos this creates 😂 there is no finesse or elegance in their fights. the only reason they don't usually fight is because people tend to not fuck with the eight most powerful demons in the devildom. MC is here watching the chaos unfold with popcorn