Obey Me! Incorrect quotes pt. 5
MC: What are you in the mood for?
Belphegor: World domination.
MC: That's a bit ambitious.
Belphegor: You are my world.
MC: Aww…
Belphegor:
MC:
Belphegor:
MC: OH.
Mammon: I love you.
MC, not paying attention: What was that?
Mammon: I said I’m selling you to the zOo-
Asmodeous: Being half asleep and feeling someone gently plant a kiss on your forehead is one of the purest kinds of love in the world.
Belphegor: Unless you're home alone.
Lucifer: Hopefully Satan has learned a lesson about respecting other people's feelings.
Satan: Oh, shut up and die Lucifer.
Belphegor: I’m not lazy, I just find it hard to put effort into things I’m not passionate about.
Lucifer: What are you passionate about?
Belphegor: Sleeping.
Mammon: Can I bother you for a second?
Lucifer: You're always bothering me, but go ahead.
Belphegor, teaching Satan to drive: Okay, you're driving and an old man and a cat walk into the road. Quick, what do you hit?
Satan: Oh, definitely the old man. It's probably Lucifer anyways. I could never hurt a cat.
Belphegor, massaging their temples: The brakes. You hit the brakes.
Diavolo: I literally cannot believe I let you talk me into this.
MC: I literally said “I have an idea,” and you just went along with it without question.
MC: Someone’s trying to break in. Call the cops!
Mammon: loads shotgun I got this.
MC: Last week you fell up the stairs, what do you mean-
Satan: Helpful grammar tip: “farther” is for physical distance, “further” is for methaphorical distance, and “father” is for emotional distance!
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ohhhhh I just realized the point of the fucking coffee shop AU. like, there's many points to the coffee shop AU. but...harrow in the coffee shop AU proves definitively that she would fall for gideon in any life, regardless of their relationship. no matter the circumstance - harrow would love gideon if she were nobody, if she was nothing more than a cute barista with a flirty smile. gideon, on the other hand, is quite clearly under the impression that harrow only loves her because she is her cavalier. she places being harrow's cavalier as evidence of her importance to harrow. as long as harrow accepts her as her cavalier, then she can never be nothing to harrow, because one flesh, one end.
even as kiriona, she's just waiting for the day she can swear to be harrow's cavalier again (get in line, thou big slut!). but harrow doesn't care if gideon is her cavalier at all - she loves gideon, just gideon.
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Damian + Jon: [playing Minecraft]
Dami: I've secured us some suitable living conditions. We will be safe from enemies now.
Jon: nice oneeeee now help me mine for iron plz you need armor so bad noob
Dami: don't call me that. I've killed people in real life.
Jon: ya ok noob
Dami: 😡😡
(some time later, when they return to the house) (to paint the scene: it is small, square in shape, and it's obvious Damian had no idea how to build a proper house, since a lot of it is made with dirt, which is a very convenient block but makes for an ugly.. ugly build)
Jon: aren't you like.. into art? Why did you build it with dirt??
Dami: it's about functionality right now, for safety. Tomorrow I will begin renovations. Obviously.
Jon: right..
[they enter the house. There is a chest, a crafting table, a furnace, and a double-bed at the side of the room]
Jon: omg... you put our beds together?? Omg I knew you loved me 😭😭😭😭 woooow 😭😭😭😭
Damian: [immediately breaks one of the beds to move it away to the other wall] now you've made it weird. It was for convenience.
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motorcycle
satoru x reader —ᡣ𐭩 blurb
summary: gojo on a motorcycle??? :o
c/w: suggestive
you thought you’d known what beautiful was until you saw satoru gojo on a motorcycle.
with his fitted black tshirt, dark cargos and a shiny helmet under his arm, you couldn’t stop the heat rushing to your face at the sight. if he asked about your restlessness, you’d blame it on the summer heat.
“hey sweet,” he greeted, a smirk on his lips as he approached. if he saw your eyes trailing over his bulging biceps or the tight fit of his pants over his thighs, he didn’t say anything. “ready to ride?”
you swallowed, throat suddenly dry at the undertone of his words. “what?”
satoru laughed, his head thrown back to the sky as he stopped before you. he threw his thumb over his shoulder. “i got an extra helmet, if you wanna come.”
“satoru,” you whispered, his name a prayer on your lips. “god—“
“no need to call me that in public, my love,” he winked. “we’ve got plenty of time back at home for that.”
you smacked his firm chest and shook your head, stepping closer to him. his hot breath fanned your forehead as he towered over you—you’d forgotten how domineering he could be, but never toward you.
lips close, but not touching, satoru placed his fingers on the back of your head, massaging your scalp.
“yeah, i’ll go for a ride,” you mumbled, not missing the mischievous glint in his eye and the growing smile on his face.
“great, can’t wait,” and then his hand dipped down to cup your ass. you jumped in surprise, glancing at the cafe behind you, you scanned the area for any unwanted stares.
but when satoru gave you a tut and slipped his hand around your waist, pulling you back to him so your chest bumped his, you knew you’d be in for the trip of your life.
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