#i used to play obey me

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The Only Sea Sepant: Leviathan

Mizuki Abyss Story

Warning: deaths, side characters u just meet leaves, negative parents

Where should I start? I guess I'll start off my 1st life when I was the second eldest Imperial Princess. I was once adored by everyone by my natural beauty. One night, I was wandering around the Palace Garden until I encountered a terrifying demon. I thought those creatures don't exist. I remember like it was a never-ending nightmare.

"Your beauty is just like the moon. Skin so light, and your eyes shine like the stars. Won't you be my bride?~"

Of course, no! I have standards and my responsibilities as the princess. Eventually, the demon got so mad that I thought I was going to be a goner.

"You shall regret your decision. I place this powerful ancient curse upon you: You shall never receive love, and you'll die at a young age repeatedly."

The next morning, I was public executive by my envy elder sister. She was jealous not only by my beauty but that I had more love from the King and Queen and the people.

"She made a deal with a demon! I saw it with my own eyes!"

"The Eldest Princess is right! I saw it too!"

Well, she was right about me with a demon, but if she only witnessed me being cursed by the demon, then it was a misunderstanding. I wanted to yell, scream, and plead with my old parents that I would never do such a thing. All I saw was the disgusted face.

Slash

I died at the age of 15.

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If I knew this was just a dream, then I wouldn't have rested. In my second life, I was reborn as an ordinary citizen. The parents... they were not very affection. With what's going on, a century has passed after I died as a princess, and a war has been going on for years. My secondary parents wanted a boy who would join the military, you know, all that wanting a boy because it's better than a girl cliché.

"If you were a boy, we could have a better life."

"I wanted a son, not a dumb girl. Who's going to take my place as the war general? Just get out of my sight!"

I wanted to cry, but that would make it worse. As I grew up a bit, maybe at the age of 10, I decided to take my old man's place. I cut my hair to disguise myself to be more masculine and work out to build muscles. I didn't tell them I was going to war, so when was 13, I took most of the food, clothes, boots, and lastly, old man's weapon. Did I leave a note? Nah! I learned that if I gave a little affection to them, I might die in the next minute. I wanted to live to at least above 15 years old.

I joined the army not only to end the war but to feel what it is like to be alive. I was then again the top and strong soilder the military has ever seen. I received jealous stares from the other soldiers, which I didn't care about. The only person who welcomed me was a guy who admired my strength. Terrance? Jeffery? I can't remember his name. I thought I got rid of this feeling, but I couldn't help but fall in love with him. He was cute, reliable, and honest. We were sometimes paired sometimes for quests, so we were able to hang out secretly.

What came to my mind was as long as I didn't confess this 'feeling' to him to remain friends. To twsit the curse. I was wrong.

"####! WE HAVE TO LEAVE THIS TOWN!"

Screams everywhere around the small town. People were running to the exit as the enemy was almost approaching. My crush was running the opposite, trying to find a lost child who was separated from their mother. I reached out to him to tell him we had to leave. This can't happen..why? Why do you have such a kind heart?

"####... you were a good friend. I just want to see my love who is waiting for me up there in the sky. Thank you, ####"

BOOM

Not only I got friend-zone, I died again at the age of 15.

Again

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They say that a third time is the charm. But I was almost losing my mind of this never-ending nightmare.

In my third life, the time period is more modern than the previous lives. So I started off with a new mom and dad, but this time, a twin brother. I didn't know what to feel since I had a bad relationship with my older sister in my first life. This time, I'm the older one than him.

"Lisa! Can we go to the park?"

"Sure thing, Haneul. Let me ask mom first."

I had to remind myself that if I showed or had real love affection, then my death will come for me.

As I thought, there was another war, which led to another dispared.

"Big sister!"

"Haneul!"

My memory was blury as I can only recall my twin brother being taken away from me as soldiers were kidnapping us when we were just children. As for the parents, I believe they were already dead.

Years passed since that incident, I managed to sneek to a cruise ship to escape to a different country.

It wasn't because I didn't like my home country, it was because I was almost turning 15 years old. I was scared.

When I arrived to another country, I thought I could be safe this time, though this time I was a girl,again, which makes things worse.

If it weren't for the person who stood out for me, Esméralda, I would have been dead already by those men.

"Are you alright, child?"

"Um...yes, t-thank you."

"Hmm...do you have a family looking for you? I can help you find them."

"...I don't have a family...not anymore."

"Well, now you do. I can simply adopt you. I'm already at a age where I'm supposed to start a family of my own. Would that be alright with you?"

"B-but...I'm..."

I didn't know how to tell them back then. Would they believe me if I was curse-

"I can help you lift off your curse."

"Eh?!"

So Esméralda took me to their house where its far away from cities. The house was indeed beautiful back to what I remember.

"What's your name, child?"

"I'm Lisa."

"Well then, Lisa. Can you tell me about your curse?"

I explain everything I can remember. I told them that a powerful demon placed this curse, which every time I felt true love either to family or lover, I die. I even told them I would die very soon by the time I aged to 15 years old.

"Lisa, remember this, I can only change a bit of this curse. Since this is a demon work, it would be difficult for me. Now, lay down on this couch."

"Okay."

I did what I was told. I lay down on the couch as 'she' did her 'magic'.

"Hac maledictione nova, antequam ad quadraginta annos perveneris, vives; Ut letalem hanc maledictionem frangas, te et socium verum amorem esse sentias. Si particeps tua idem sentiat, frangatur maledictio. Utrum corporis intimitas sit necne, libertatem senties."

("With this new curse, you shall thou live before you reach at the age of forty; To break this deadly curse, you and your partner must feel true love. If your partner feels the same way, the curse would be broken. Whether it's physical intimacy or ot, you shall feel freedom.")

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Back to the present time

Mizuki: And that's how we both meet

Mizuki was explaining to the Ramshackle residents such as their old friend Esmeralda or Esme, now known as Yueme. The trio ghosts who were complete shock, and as for grim was holding back his tears.

Mizuki: I think my curse is gone as I would have been reborn to a human again.

Yueme: So what are now?

Mizuki: Hmm...

Mizuki: The current mom side of the family were the first generation of early sirens, and my old man is a literal demon.

Yueme: ???

Grim: ???

Trio Ghosts: ???

Mizuki: Yeah, I know. I'm some kind of hybrid. But as time went by, the noble demons noticed my abilities. Chernabog, the demon king, gave me the title of the new sin of envy; Prince of the Deep Abyss, Mizuki Abyss.

Grim: Myaah! That's so cool!

Trio Ghosts: This Chernabog person seems to be the chill guy

Yueme: So, does that mean?

Mizuki: Yes, I got the materials for the dorm uniform!

And that is how your twst oc's old bestie join you in Twisted Wonderland.

One thing I need to mention is that I used to be in Obey Me fandom way back in...2019 or 2020?

I left that fandom for one good reason: my phone broke, and I forgot the password of my obey me account. I HAD AT LEAST TWO OR THREE UR CARDS THAT WERE LIMITED

I was not going to redo the whole family drama story again.

Also, I'm going to redo Mizuki's design bc I realize the deep sea creatures are dull colors. I had them with white hair with light blue highlights, so it wasn't going to make sense.

[irishmammonagenda]

"Wow...Guess he really is asleep..." You whisper, the kazoo you had been playing in an attempt to wake the Avatar of Sloth up now safely in your pocket, lest Lucifer confiscate it again.

You poke Belphie's forehead with your pointer finger, then continue poking it, because it was fun. Still Asleep Belphie seems to hate this more than you attempting to play Vivaldi's Winter on the kazoo and failing miserably, seeing as his cowlike tail swings out, wraps around your leg and pulls you to the ground.

"ARGH! What?!" You barely have time to process before you're dragged up by the tail that's latched around your ankles and quite meanly (may you add), dropped on the bed. Belphie entraps you in a hug, and thankfully this time, doesn't crush your internal organs. How sweet! <3

"Go to sleep MC...." The demon mutters half awake for a moment before drifting back off again.

You try to reach for your kazoo, for the second time, Belphie's tail whips out gently at you. "Don't even think about it." He pouts, before his expression and breathing even out once more.

You might as well get comfortable, seeing as you were now trapped for what looks to be hours.

You can't even play your kazoo.

Why do your plans always backfire? :(

[vampire-superstar]

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[imperfectmind]

sorry if this makes me an evil bigot but people arent entitled to mindlessly follow your beliefs or tolerate bad behaviour/attitudes just because you have more oppressed lables than them.

People should be able to lable idiocy and cruelty when they they see it and being a minority doesnt make it so you cant use your hardships to be manipulative, spout vile horrible things or say things that are simply not true

Its honestly why sj tumblr is such a toxic mess. Its ran by crybullies who despise honest communication and constructive community building. Its just 'im automatically right when i tell someone ~less oppressed~ than me anything and they cant question me. If they do theyre speaking over me and oppressing me by disagreeing"

'Listen to x voices' should mean not automatically disregarding a female, gay, black, asian etc persons views, and not that people should grovel and defer to others because they said so.

[i-have-a-lot-of-ocs]

Tempted to write a replaced au twst fic where Yuu (or alternatively, I'll use my Yuu, Riyuu, who is basically who I'm writing this for) used to be the cutest girl around, the cheery one who's always around everyone, the one you can't seem to dislike even if your crush falls for her because she earnestly says sorry (even though it's not her fault) and will always help you out if you need her back in her old school. But one day, a new girl comes around and her whole reputation got destroyed. She helps the new girl adjust, tells her all the rumours and introduces her to all the popular kids. But the girl ends up backstabbing her, telling the popular girls rumours about how she intentionally plays up the act to steal their crushes to her, and lies to the boys, telling them she's just playing with their hearts and that she's a horrible person.

Yuu ends up alone and excluded, being seen as "annoying" and only having a few close friends who doesn't really interact with her in public in fear of their reputation being ruined. She ends up miserable at school, and wishes to not go anymore. But one day comes a saving grace, she gets whisked by a mysterious black carriage into Twisted Wonderland, or more specifically, Night Raven College. She doesn't mind working if it meant she doesn't have to deal with her old school, there was still 1 and a half years left of school and she doesn't want to deal with all ghe group projects to be assigned that will inevitably end with everyone not wanting to team up with her. Plus, as annoying Grim is, he's like the animal friend all of the anime and storybook protagonists she knows has, and she doesn't mind him too much.

Some things did change after she and Grim got officially enrolled, but she had no problem adapting to the social expectations of the world, part time jobs with Sam -- and occasionally the canteen -- paid enough to get her tools for cooking basic but delicious food, and new friends without the weight of her past helped her get settled comfortably.

The existence of Overblots stunned her for a bit, but a peek into Riddle and Leona's memories helped her understand the concept, even if just a little. However, things began to change eerily simlarly to her old school when a new girl comes, also in a similar position to her, getting transported to a new, unfamilliar world, and seemingly hailing from a similar world to the Earth she knows. She warmly welcomes her, eager to finally befriend another girl, but it seems that the girl does not share the same enthusiasm.

The girl only barely responds to Yuu's attempts at forming a friendship, and always seems to talk her in a condescending way, and often dismisses her, and especially so whenever there are any boys around.

Yuu will not deny any statements claiming she's an attention seeker or that she plays up her sweet innocent girl act, but she knows to never, ever sacrifice a bystander for it. But if someone insists on war with her... well that's another, different story. She's learnt her lesson of being overly optimistic, and she will not make the same mistake twice. She will not let her make her life a living hell more than it already is with Crowley's irresponsibleness.

Aaand thus begins the story. Or well, however you wanna continue it. I'm honestly in favour of most Housewardens (Kalim, Vil, and Idia in particular. I'll put my reasoning in a few paragraphs down) Adeuce, Tweels, and Ortho for team Yuu. Why?

Well, first of all, Adeuce. This is mostly because the duo is like. with Yuu since Day 1, as much of a bitch as Ace is, I think those two are the most likely to trust and know Yuu well enough to not believe the lies R (< Replacer) tells. Especially Deuce, he doesn't want to betray a friend he knew for quite a while, that would not be very honor student-like of him!! And she helped him out in a lot of situations too! He doesn't want to hurt you after all the trouble you go through to help him, and also knowing how horrible your living conditions are. Ace would most likely give in to peer pressure if the student body is overwhelmingly in favour of R, but as of now, he maybe enjoys your company just a bit more than R. Just a bit, promise.

Tweels I feel like is self-explanatory. Those two are perceptive as fuck istg it scares me. Jade especially. I feel like the two would just toy with R for a bit despite her facade and lies before dropping her after she bothers them for attention and favours one too many times.

(Ortho ties in with Idia so I'll explain him in Idia's paragraph)

Kalim is actually very emotionally intelligent. He can come off annoying and stupid, but from all the scenes I see of him, he's actually really good at dealing with people. Have you seen how he deals with the Scarabia residents after Jamil's OB??? The way he phrases his sentences?? He didn't force or even plead with them to forgive Jamil, he simply asks them to wait before making permanent judgements, and I think he's gonna be uncomfy with how condescendingly R talks to Yuu, and even if he's used to people going after him for money, I feel like R mostly eyeing him for money and how she "secretly" sighs in annoyance everytime she goes out of the party for a "bathroom break" will only solidify his dislike/discomfort, even if he doesn't show it.

Vil is also kind of self-explanatory if you read into his character and not just the shell the official English localization makes for him. (I could rant for hours about how the official tl portrays his character istg. He's hardworking and he actually didn't attempt to poison Neige out of pure jealousy, he did it because he felt like all his efforts to be beautiful will never be able to surpass Neige, who, in his eyes, always seemed to be innocent and naturally beautiful. He feels like the villain in Neige's story. He feels like he is reduced to what he often plays as, a snobbish, overconfident villain obsessed with overthrowing the hero. And because of it, it became a twisted self-fulfilling prophecy, pushing him to, in a fit of despair, be that same villain everyone sees him as.) I really don't think he will take well to R's condescension to Yuu, who genuinely wants to befriend R. (I actually have a whole thing in my head where Yuu and Vil occasionally have sleepovers where they do skincare together after the whole VDC thing happened. I feel like this is also a "vent sesh" of sorts for the both of them, just to air out their grievances without much seriousness, and I think Yuu would admit to wanting a fellow girl in the school that she could befriend, since no matter what, being the only girl can be exhausting.) Ik Vil's not a girl but he is such a girls' girl istg.

Idia... this mostly ties into Ortho and The STYX Incident, but like,, I think we can all agree on this one,, Idia is smart and capital V Very pessimistic. Would you rather trust the girl you've known for a while, who saw your memories, who helped you in awkward social situations when she can and is besties with your brother or some random new girl who trash talks said girl behind her back? The former, right? Plus, even if Yuu did only hang out with him and his brother because she likes to secretly laugh at him behind his back, there's mo guarantee R wouldn't do the same, given his experience. And he would rather have someone who actively helps him and his brother out than someone who wouldn't.

I didn't put Malleus in because of how canon him actually treats Yuu. I feel like the fandom kind of put on rose-tinted glasses on with his character, and kind of ignored some things like, idk... him just leaving them to fend for themselves homeless during Octavinelle... maybe he thought Crowley would offer them a place to stay but like... I'm still bothered by how didn't atleast offer a spare room in Diasomnia. He's a housewarden goddamnit. He's not as distant or scary as the rumours say but like. still rubbed me the wrong way.

Anyways I don't think my attention span will let me write it to completion so if anyone likes this and wants to write it feel free. Pls tag me if you do tho. I would love to read it :3

[cobwebbedcat]

Slutweed 

MINORS DNI 

Warnings: top dom(ish) amab gn reader, sub bottom trans male Mammon, puppy play, piss!, weed/drug use, anal, daddy kink, light breeding kink, mams goes nonverbal for a hot sec 

Terms used for mammon: tits, chest, pussy, cunt, clit, reader talks about his womb 

"I have'ta pee."  

"Okay? Go then?" You're not sure what the big deal is, or why Mammon is sharing this information with you.  

If you were sober you’d catch the underlying attempt at an invitation that seeps through his tone, if you were sober you’d actually witness the way he batted his eyelashes at you while he said it. You’re not sober, but you’re not as far gone as he is. Just gone enough to be thoroughly entertained and entranced with Mammon’s hand. His brows furrow at your response.  

"Yeah okay,” he huffs, yanking his hand away from you and getting out of the bed. He hesitates, “s’not like I want you there, or anything, but if you wanna come,” he pauses for a definitive moment, shifting his weight from one leg to the other, “if you wanna come, you can.” Now that he’s better verbalized that he so obviously wants you to join him—despite his claims not to—you catch his drift. You’ll never give up the chance to watch him piss.  

"Cute," you hum, and hoist yourself out of the bed and take his hand in yours once again. The two of you walk to the bathroom connected to his room, and sooner than later he's standing in front of the toilet. He finally lets go of your hand in favor of shimmying out of his sweatpants. You watch, confusion slowly building as he kicks his pants fully off and stands in front of the toilet.  

"Aren't you going to sit?" You finally ask, and Mammon blinks before laughing. 

"Fuck. Forgot I don't have a dick," he explains. You bark out a laugh, and Mammon flushes, beginning to pout now that you’re laughing along with him. 

"I mean,” you recover your composure much quicker than you’d thought was possible for you right now, “there is a way for you to piss standing up.” 

Mammon squints at you, trying to figure out what you’re insinuating. You can practically hear him thinking; just when you’re about to tell him exactly what you mean, his eyes widen and he licks his lips.  

"Yeah," he breathes your name, "please, I wanna," and he doesn't even have to beg, but it sure does add to the warmth that’s been slowly growing in your loins ever since Mammon invited you to the bathroom with him.  

You lead a pantless, very excited Mammon back to his room, and take out the pee pad you have. Considering how things normally play out when he uses the pee pad, you pocket some lube for good measure.  

You set it up on the floor for him and Mammon's breathing quickens as he eagerly stands atop it.  

He worldlessly reaches out to hold your hand, and you let him take it.  

"Gonna pee here for me, little puppy?" You ask softly. Mammon whines at your words, again shifting from leg to leg, out of eagerness or a full bladder you can't tell.  

It only takes a moment and then he starts to relieve himself, completely wetting his inner thighs as a puddle forms beneath him. Mammon looks down, watching himself with glazed over eyes. Your cock twitches in your pants, your thoughts racing with imagining eating him out after this, or making him sit in his mess.  

Mammon eventually steps his legs open and reaches down with his free hand, spreading his pussy open so his stream flows uninterrupted onto the pad.  

Letting go of his hand, you step behind him, holding onto his hips and rubbing your cock against his ass as you watch over his shoulder. Mammon's legs shake a bit, and then he's grinding back against you as his stream dies down.  

“Want me to fuck you?” you ask softly, bringing your hands from his hips to his chest, squeezing his tits and rolling his slowly hardening nipples under your thumbs. 

“Yeah,” Mammon breathes, “in my ass.” 

"Seriously?" you ask, feeling your cock throb at his words. You know better to question him, it always makes him doubt himself.  

“No. Or I mean yeah, only if you wanna. Y’don’t have to,” he mumbles, “but if you wanted to, ‘m already clean.” You don't need to be told twice.  

“Shit puppy, I’ll fuck your ass.” 

Mammon practically falls to his hands and knees, at that. You know, at best, he’s actively turned on by the fact that he’s sitting in his own puddle of piss, at worst he is clearly unbothered by it. He raises his ass enticing—inviting you to touch him.  

You’re a bit clumsy with getting out of your pants, but who could blame you, with him looking so good in front of you. Settling between his legs, you keep the lube you’d grabbed earlier within reaching distance. You place your hands on Mammon’s ass and he whines, arching into your touch. Blood rushes to your cock; you feel lightheaded as you spread his cheeks and reveal his hole to you.  

“You-” you pause, letting a finger circle his hole. Cotton mouth is getting to you, and you audibly swallow before continuing. “You prepped yourself already?” 

“Lil’ bit, need more,” he hums softly, wiggling his hips. Despite feeling like your mouth is dry, you manage to gather a glob of saliva in your mouth and promptly spit it on his entrance.  

You won’t use your spit as lube, you do it just because it’s filthy, because you can, and because Mammon keens—high and long—when you rub your spit against and into his hole. You’re aching to be inside of him.  

“Fuck-- fuckin’ come on,” he begs, his voice cracking and straining with need. You spank him, quick and sharp; his back arches further as he melts into the pad.  

“Calm down pup” you chide, grabbing the lube nearby and coating your fingers in it. “Gonna have to muzzle you if you keep rushing me,” you think about that, gagging him with something, but you know you’ll want to hear whatever mindless babbles will fall from his lips once you start fucking him.  

Mammon doesn’t say anything, just moans when you ever-so-slowly sink your finger into his ass. It must be agonizing for him, to hold himself up on his hands and knees, to lay in his own piss, to be as wet as he is right now (thoroughly drenched), and to be opened up so carefully and slowly.  

You rub your finger against his insides, then press in another finger slowly. Mammon takes it like a champ, twitching and squeezing around your digits as he humps his hips back against your hand.  

“Greedy little thing,” you groan. Mammon giggles but it’s cut off when you curl your fingers.  

“Oh, ’m just,” he hiccups, “I need it daddy, I need ya, need your cock—shit!” He gasps when you take your free hand and spank his ass. His hole clenches like a vice around you. Your cock throbs.  

Your patience is running thin, but you make him wait just a bit longer, scissoring your fingers open, feeling him loosen up for you. 

“Gotta grab a condom,” you mutter, easing your fingers out of him ever so slowly. Mammon whines, but doesn’t protest more than that. He knows better.  

Standing on shaky legs, you stumble to the bedside table, grabbing a condom before making yourself comfortable once again behind him. u

Mammon’s busied himself by pressing his face into his mess, lazily licking at his piss, a hand between his legs slowly circling his fingers around his hard clit.  

You watch him for a moment, your cock leaking pre and twitching at the sight of him, while you try your best to open the condom with shaky, sticky fingers.  

Once you’ve got it on, you slick yourself with lube, and drape yourself over Mammon’s body.  

He pulls his head up, licking his lips, then mumbling something.  

“What was that, pup?” you ask, pressing the head of your cock against his hole. 

“Want ya—” he huffs, averting eye contact, “want ya t’mount me, daddy.” Involuntarily, your hips jerk forward, and your cockhead ruts against his hole.  

“God damn,” you hiss, taking yourself into your hand, “relax,” you say, unsure if it’s for yourself or Mammon to hear.   

Ever so slowly, you press yourself into him. He gasps and moans, shuddering from the intensity of the sensation and stretch.  

“Fuck, puppy,” you moan, feeling breathless and close already. “Taking daddy’s cock so well, baby. Feel so fucking good,” Mammon whines at your words, still playing with his clit. 

“Full,” you hear him mumble. You rock your hips, gently starting to fuck him into the pee pad. “Oh,” Mammon gasps.  

“Feelin’ good?” you ask, leaning over him to kiss his back tenderly.  

“Uh-uh huh,” you know him well enough to know he sounds close already. 

“Taking me so well,” you repeat yourself, because your brain is hazy with lust and weed and the beautiful man beneath you, and shit, he really does open up nicely for you. Still fucking his ass nice and slow, you bring one of your hands down to his pussy—bypassing his clit because Mammon’s fingers are preoccupied with it—and easily slip two fingers into his hole.  

“Fuck!” Mammon cries, trembling. 

“Feel me, baby?” you tease, rubbing your fingers against your own cock from within his insides. Mammon gushes and twitches violently around you.  

“Daddy--” he gurgles, trailing off and mumbling something incoherent. 

“It’s okay puppy, hah, you can cum if you want to.” Being the ever submissive demon that he is, it’s not until he’s granted permission that he does; crying out your name and coming completely undone under you. It takes everything in you to not fill the condom then and there. Instead, you ever so slowly fuck him through it, finding it difficult to move with just how tightly he clenches down on you.  

“God damn,” you groan again, easing yourself ever so slowly out of him once he slowly returns to himself. 

“Can I cum in your pussy, puppy?” you roll off the condom and toss it carelessly elsewhere.  

Mammon doesn’t respond with a verbal go ahead, but he raises his hips for you and whines pathetically, looking back at you with his red and dilated eyes giving you a pleading look.  

“Mhm, thank you pup,” you coo, pulling out your fingers and easing your cock raw into his cunt. Mammon groans, then lets out a pleased sigh. You know his masochistic self would have loved you to fuck his ass roughly, but you just can’t bring yourself to doing it just yet. Instead, you fuck his pussy hard and deep, selfishly chasing your orgasm.  

Mammon babbles under you, mostly unintelligible, but you pick up the stray moan of your name and “please.” You’re not any more composed, vocalizing every thought that enters your mind. 

“My puppy, hah, sweet thing, my—ah—my  sweet puppy, love you, feel so-oh good, puppy, gonna breed you pup, fuck,” he’s so hot and tight around you, the weed makes it hard to focus on what feels best, “gotta fill your womb with my cum, hah, you’ll take it all won’t you puppy?” He nods his head, which surprises you, because you can barely follow your own train of thought. “Fuck, that’s right, shit, gonna cum,” you warn. You feel dizzy, hot, and rabid, the sound of your hips slapping against Mammon’s skin echoes throughout the room as you pound him into the floor.  

“Mammon,” you gasp softly as you find your peak, burying your cock deep inside him and pumping your cum into him. He can’t speak at all now, just whines and keens softly, his overstimulated pussy spasming around your dick.  

You keep yourself lodged in him for a good minute, until you’re soft and your body aches. 

Mammon is thoroughly fucked and still stoned, so as soon as you’re not there to hold him up he slumps into the mess that’s been soaking into the pee pad.  

“C’mon baby, up we go,” you mumble softly, taking him into your arms. He lazily drapes his arms around you, sighing contently, and nuzzling into your touch.  

“Bath?”  

Mammon nods at the suggestion, so you rise to your feet and shakily make your way to the bathroom. You’ll deal with the mess later.  

“Hungry?” you check, setting him down in the tub as you fill it with water. Mammon shakes his head no. “You hurting at all?” He rolls his eyes at that. You pinch his thigh, “shut up, I know you’re the all powerful and great demon Mammon, but I get to ask anyways,” you pout. He smiles, his fangs poking against his teeth, before he pulls you in for a kiss.  

When you pull away his stomach growls. “Liar,” you tease, kissing him again quickly before rising to your feet. 

“No, no,” he gasps, holding onto you, “s’fine, don’t leave t’feed me.” You coo, entering the tub with him and rewarding your greedy man by smothering him with kisses and cuddles. You want to kick yourself for even imagining leaving him in this state. 

“Of course sweetheart, we’ll keep this short, then get something to eat, how’s that sound?” he nods at that, letting you wrap yourself around him.  

“I wanna eat, and I wanna watch a movie, and maybe fuck again,” he huffs, leaving no room for negotiation.  

“Yeah,” you laugh, kissing his skin, hoping to convey your endless love through such a mundane action, “yeah, we can do that puppy.”  

[gifti3]

Finally, a whole sheet of Asmo but as an animal crossing villager!╰(*°▽°*)╯

After about a month, it is done (and I'm proud)

Honestly it wasn't supposed to be so big but the sheet kept getting more and more crowded haha

Anyways here are some close ups of the smaller drawings

[celestialrealms]

I've been thinking about this Asmo chat so much

Anyway, Asmo dressing Diavolo up in pretty dresses and telling him how pretty he is ^_^

[maopll]

me realising how much I love sylus and xavier is me finding out my tastes in men—

[nerdy-talks]

Simeon really is our guardian angel lol

[jabesa0]

Hii im the same anon who asked for the jewellery rendering tutorial. Sorry i keep asking for tuts but how do you render clothes,, it's currently my biggest struggle along with actually drawing the folds 😭😭

Hey there anon!! Don’t apologize!!! I actually really do enjoy answering questions, whether it’s drawing tips or my opinions and such on mammon!! It’s fun to talk to y’all when I can!

Anyways yeah I think I can explain my thought process when it comes to clothing and such!!

(Putting it under the cut cause it may be a bit long lolol)

So when I draw clothes, my main focus is to understand and be able to get across the texture/material of the clothes I’m making!! I find that when you can get across what material it is, other people will be able to fill in the blanks of what the clothes are supposed to be!!

For example, here’s my pool table mammon where he’s wearing a gold metallic puffy jacket:

For reference, I looked for a picture that had similar material and overall shape to what I was drawing.

But rather than trying to copy the shading and folds line for line (which wouldn’t have worked either way since the angle, pose, lighting is different and would change a lot of things!), I look at which places the material looks the brightest and darkest, as well as where the clothing puffs and where it sticks to skin to be able to accurately get across the kinda clothes I wanna put my subject (usually mammon for me 🫶🥰) in!!

A few other examples would be these two mammons:

In these two pictures, mammon wears clothing that have a very distinctive texture to them, leather and knit! Even though I don’t draw every line or fold perfectly, I try to get across that it’s a knit sweater or that it’s a tight leather material by either drawing the wool stitching/pattern or having the shininess of the leather come through the dark material!

Even though it’s messy, you get what I’m trying to convey when you understand that it’s wool or leather or whatever material I’m trying to convey at the time!

Once you understand material, I think it becomes easier to understand folds!

Take this mammon for instance:

Because I understand denim fabric and because I looked at the jeans I wanna reference prior, I know that those folds/lines tend to be where the legs connect/around the crotch area, so I know to put those there! If it were a longer pair of jeans, I would put those folds around the knee areas, since there’s where denim tends to bunch up!

I think it’s very helpful to spend some time looking at fashion images online and when you’ve picked your clothing, to really look and see where clothes *tend* to fold into itself when it’s made of a certain thing! That way, when you draw something puffy, you know what spots is puffs at and where it sticks to, or if you’re drawing something that clings, you can see what spots cling to the skin and was spots have a looser fit!

I tend to spend a lot of time going on Pinterest lookin at fashion pictures and clothing and saving the ones I wanna draw mammon in, so I’ve built up my understanding of how material works! I still have plenty to learn, but I’ve built up my observation skills to a point where I can trust myself to get down a certain material once I’ve found a good reference!

Hopefully y’all found this helpful!! The way I draw is very much messy and only really drawing what I think is important and letting myself and others “fill in the blanks” when it comes to finer, finer details! My thought process is to draw enough to get the point across, even if it ends up looking more painterly and less clean than it should LOL but I’ve come to enjoy the way I draw :P!!

Anyways thank you so much for the question, I actually really love talking about my drawing process! I don’t tend to do it often, so when I do explain things, I think I also end up learning things myself when I look at my own art and explain it to all of you guys!!

[hitsujirui]

celebrating a special man 💛

[misc-obeyme]

CC !!! THEY BROUGHT BACK A RERUN IN OG 😭😭😭 THE VERY FIRST EVENT BANNER IM YELLING

I've been doing daily tasks but I haven't played events there in a while BUT I HAD 702 DEVIL POINTS, 35 VOUCHERS, AND A DREAM

Mammon came home in 52 pulls 😭🙏 but this makes me so worried they're going to bring back every banner in order so now I need to prepare myself and start grinding events again akwkwjd

Now what if they bring back birthday events. That's a long shot but what if they add past cards to the birthday banner please i want 2020 and 2021 birthday cards 👉👈 I BARELY managed to get 2022 Mammon before they got rid of events

im so nervous and excited for this AAAAA

OKAY HAVE A GOOD DAY BYEEE

l;jsdkfjsf BRING BACK EVERY BANNER.

And here we all thought OG was dead lol.

But I mean, if they're gonna bring back the very first one, maybe they are gonna do the rest in order?? I think it could be possible!!

They should totally add the past birthday cards to the current NB birthday banners. That seems like it'd be easy and smart?!? I mean, I know people would pull to get those!

But who knows honestly. At this point, I kinda feel like anything could happen with this kinda stuff!

I hope that you have all the luck and may we all pull the cards we desire!!

[autismcreaturereal]

I do NOT understand how these people are able to have a job and also keep up with their otome games?? The times that I was deeeeeeep into MysMes and Obey Me is when I was unemployed for an extended period. As soon as I got a job MysMes went out the window and I only kept up with OM for a long while. When I was unemployed again I got into Tears of Themis for a bit but that one takes soooo much time as well. Now that I've had a job for close to a year I've fallen out of all of them including ObeyMe which was my dearly beloved. I still love the characters so much and try to avoid spoilers in the hopes that one day I'll actually go back in and complete the stories in both games but I just don't know if I will 😭

[solomiracle]

i didn't know how to properly label the categories but if i see another one of these bitches with a six pack im gonna kms