#ilysm solomon like

[warper-in-training]

Did you tell your Solomon you love him today?

[irishmammonagenda]

Types of Dogs I Think The Obey Me Brothers Would Have

Disclaimer: i know nothing about dog breeds other than my dog is better than every other dog in the world because i said so. this is all obviously my opinion because im 100% not holding off looking at my inbox for requests rn 😰

(wee emo anon + réalta and then the other random one ilysm for not doxing me fir being atleast a month late and not having even started with your reqs yet🙏🙏🙏)

post dividers by @saradika-graphics, images of the brothers below the divider are from amias on pinterest + all animal photos found on pinterest

LUCIFER

Irish Wolfhound

He already has a dog who he obviously loves very much (Cerberus) who is a hellhound, so he thought to himself that another hound would be a good idea since Cerberus gets lonely sometimes :(

He calls the dog 'Tuireann' because he thinks he's fucking funny.

You know that stereotype of the dad not wanting the dog but the dad ends up loving the dog like its his own child or something?

If you do know, then you know Lucifer.

Tuireann gets on very well with Cerberus. Lucifer makes a commitment to taking breaks more often and taking both out on walks, which terrifies his brothers, but has made Diavolo very happy with him. (Yay Lucifer taking care of himself for once!)

He cuddles up to both of them more often. Both dogs are very happy.

Will kill for his dogs btw :)

Laughed one time when Tuireann saw Solomon as a threat.

MAMMON

Golden Retriever

Someone told him he could win 'gold' at a casino. So he gambled, ended up winning (for once) and got his 'gold'.

This man was almost outraged when the 'gold' in question was a golden retriever puppy.

He was about to say something in outrage, then the witch plopped the little guy down into his arms and her little nose started sniffing at his exposed collarbone. He closed his open, outraged mouth and pet the little thing, blinking back small tears because it was so cute.

Mammon would like to argue that this did not happen but it did. The witch in question has proof and has sent Lucifer the video in apology for trying to summon him. Said witch is now a good acquaintance of Lucifer's, and has not been punished brutally. She has learnt her lesson and will not attempt to make a pact with the Avatar of Pride ever again. *Unlike Solomon. That bastard never learns.)

Mammon probably calls the dog something like 'Bailey'

He was originally going to call her 'Goldie' but then remembered that was his credit card's name. So he thought about the name 'Retrievie' but even to him that sounded fucking stupid.

He loves this dog so much and buys her so much dog toys and treats.

Gets his crows to play with her.

Mammon basically is a Golden Retriever if you think about it. (A Golden Retriever with mental issues that thinks its an awesome scary dragon or something, but a golden retriever none-the-less.)

He buys Bailey a bed but she literally only sleeps on him or on his bed.

When he lets her out into the garden while he's busy he always has atleast 2 crows watching her/playing with her.

He tries to train her to dig for buried treasure. Instructions unclear, they both dug up the whole back garden. He now has to fix the garden.

They say that a 'Dog is a Man's Best Friend', but this dog is Mammon's whole life.

There is dog hair all over this man. Atleast he's not an emo and doesn't wear all black.

Hair rollers are a must.

He cries when they're separated for more than a day in case you were wondering.

LEVIATHAN

Kokoni

Lucifer gave him it in an attempt to get Levi to touch grass once in a while.

At first Levi was scared of the dog, then he decided she was cute. Watches an anime about a dog and realises he should be a responsible owner and take her out on walks!

Leviathan has now touched grass. I repeat, Leviathan has now touched grass.

Calls her 'Ruri' you know he would.

He almost called her Henry 3.0

He has to make sure Henry 2.0 is unreachable to Ruri. He's scared Ruri might eat Henry 2.0

He's still kind of scared of Ruri but loves her.

Since getting Ruri he's actually been remembering to take care of himself. As a reward, once a month for a day or two, Lucifer will take over taking care of Ruri so Levi can have one of his gaming marathons uninterrupted.

Levi plays the Devildom equivalent to pokemon go while walking Ruri

Levi rants to Ruri about the anime or manga he's currently obessed with while playing with her with some chew toy or something.

She lays beside him in his bathtub sometimes and lays her head on his lap while he watches anime.

Lucifer is very happy with this outcome. So is Levi.

SATAN

Rottweiler

He originally saw something in some article or whatever he read about Rottweilers being aggressive, possibly saying that they weren't a 'good' dog breed.

Satan knows what its like to be labelled as aggressive and unsafe, so he has sort of a soft spot for 'bad' dog breeds.

So one day, he's talking to one of his various acquaintances, and for whatever reason, they visit an animal shelter.

Satan hears another couple say they wouldn't get a dog because 'isn't that breed really aggressive?' and he feels sad, he's not mad at the couple, it's a reasonable concern, but poor dog :(.

He approaches that worker a couple of minutes after his acquaintance leaves and asks them about the rottweiler.

Long story short he walks out with it on a leash, standard food, and a bowl courtesy of the shelter.

Calls the dog 'Julie' because he had just finished pirating a preformance of Romeo and Juliet. (which he enjoyed criticising, but he liked the name Juliet and also Belphie likes the band Julie so)

He makes sure to take the time and effort to socialise Julie with cats because this is Satan we're talking about for fuck's sake.

He takes Julie on walks before stopping at a dog-friendly café in the Devildom.

Julie also sleeps on Satan's lap when she's tired and he's reading.

Satan gets a lot more into audiobooks after he adopts Julie so he can still technically 'read' without having to ignore his new pooch.

Will write several books on why she's the best girl ever, and will make you read them.

ASMODEUS

Westie

A fan gifted him a dog for his birthday for some reason. At first he accepted the gift and devised a plan to give the dog away but the shelter was closed over the weekend, so he elected to let the dog stay with him until then.

Ends up getting attached. This is his baby now.

Calls her 'Angel' because he thinks she's an angel. She also kind of reminds him of Luke so.

This little rat is all over his Devilgram.

So much so there are fanclubs for her now.

This little rat has fanclubs.

Angel gets walked everyday. Asmo loves the excerise and says its done wonders for his skin.

He doesn't like when she digs, but oh well.

Loves grooming her.

Cuddles galore.

He trains her how to do tricks.

His excitable nature really goes well with hers, and they really bond.

The fan that gave her to him is now one of his friends.

He loves that rat.

BEELZEBUB

Bernese Mountain Dog

Two words. 'Gentle Giant'

He probably names her something like 'Bernie'

Bernese Mountain Dogs are massive, I feel like Beel would be the type of guy who loves big dogs. Given how big this Demon is, I feel like he'd be scared of hurting a smaller dog. He probably got an already adult rescue from a shelter.

It was one of those cliche things, meeting eyes with this big sad dog in a cage and Beel just knowing, "This is my baby."

Bernese Mountain Dogs DROOL, and I feel like Beel wouldn't mind that seeing as he is the Avatar of Gluttony.

Speaking of being the Avatar of Gluttony, Beel's dog 100% gives him puppy eyes while he's sitting at the table eating, and what does Beel do? He sneaks his dog food under the table.

Given his workout schedule this doggo gets atleast one walk a day. ATLEAST.

Beel one hundred percent cuddles up with that dog. You thought he had a mental bond with Belphie? Well that man has a mental connection of that caliber with his dog.

He is covered in dog hair but he sees that as making him part of the pact with Bernie so he couldn't care less. (He does clean up shed hair with a roller when going out though)

Bernie might've been a rescue and maybe could've lived a hard life before Beel adopted her, but Beel loves her like she's his own child that is his BABY.

BELPHEGOR

Shiba Inu

It reminded him of Beel, okay??!

Normally Belphie can't be bothered with animals, but when he saw the ad saying 'FOR SALE: NEEDS BETTER HOME' and saw that closed eye Beel smile his grinchy little heart grew three sizes that day.

He adopts the dog.

He calls her something like, 'Bella'

No thats not because it sounds like Beel. Piss off.

Bella isn't too high maintenence and actually does well for Belphie's productivity.

The seventh born actually goes on regular (though albeit) short walks with Bella.

Beel bonds with the dog as well and is very happy to take her on his morning runs with him.

Bella is affectionate but fucking stubborn. (Just like Belphie if you think about it)

Sometimes while cuddling (which only happen on Bella's terms by the way), she will not get off of Belphie, no matter how much Belphie asks. (Not that he minds, its an extra excuse to be lazy)

The cuddling in question is literally just Bella laying on top of Belphie like she's some sort of cat.

Bella is more of a brat than Belphie and thats saying something. The man spoils her.

Finally, a being (other than you and Beel) that understands him.

as you can tell I love big dogs and think small dogs are little rats. (said affectionately)

all of these dogs are female btw bc i got humped by my cousins dog recently and i wish that pain on no one. not even my worst enemy (which is solomon btw)

by the way unhinged anon im still waiting for you to go through with that threat 🤨🤨

[pierrot-ham]

Ranking Obey Me Characters By How Down Bad I Am For Them

Pairings: N/A

Characters: Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphegor, Diavolo, Barbatos, Simeon, Solomon

Genre: Crack

Warnings: Horny Brainrot

1. Satan

I love this cat boy almost as much as I love Obey Me. He is a snarky, angry blond and I'm here for it. Please sir slap me and spit in my mouth ilysm istg

2. Diavolo

A sweet himbo who has canonically told MC he wants to kidnap them and keep them locked up forever? Sign me up. Sir, I will willingly stay forever, just ask smh. Please bend me in half and blow my back out until I have your babies jk jk unless...

3. Beelzebub

Another sweet himbo who could snap me in half. He loves food, I love food, we have so much in common. I got something else he can eat wink wink

4. Mammon

Another himbo, but plot twist, I wanna snap him in half. I just wanna make him feel so good he cries, I'll give him the world. He's bad with money, I'm bad with money, we have so much in common wow

5. Belphegor

Besides being a tiny murder muffin, I wanna make him ride me and cry from exhaustion. Lovingly bullying him, ya know? He's cute but I'm a little hung up on the murder still smh

6. Solomon

Shady magic man? Sign me up. I bet he fucks while experimenting with magic on you. As long as he doesn't offer to cook afterwards, I can rock his world

7. Leviathan

Finally a bottom I can be more confident than. Literally we'd both be a mess just holding hands so unless we have hand sex 👉👌 I don't think we'd do anything

8. Barbatos

Scary but kinda in a sexy way. He's way too good for me. I'd be honored if he was down but he's like perfect so I'd just be insecure the whole time

9. Asmodeus

Personally I'm just platonically into him. I would bestie fuck just once with him tho

10. Simeon

I love corrupting religious boys as much as the next but not him. Again just platonic feels for him and I couldn't see myself doing that with him

11. Lucifer

He'd make me cry and probably have a breakdown. Also Satan supremacy, sorry old man

[the-scythes-pen]

Hate - Yandere!Solomon x Reader

Another fic for my dear friend ♥ ilysm, I really hope you enjoy!! <333

Warnings include vague mentions of seasons 1 and 2 spoilers, as well as a mention of some dirty stuff at the very end >;3c

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It was quite a familiar scene now, to anyone who regularly attended the Royal Academy of Diavolo.

A small, helpless human- you- surrounded by a group of powerful, dangerous demons.

But they weren't there to threaten and eat you. Oh no. They laughed, joked, flirted with you, even. 

Seven of the most powerful demons in the entire Devildom, wrapped around a human's finger. A human who, prior to arriving here, had no idea that they existed. Had no magical ability whatsoever. A human who was, in all sense of the word, normal. Boring. 

And you had formed a pact with all seven of them.

Seven pacts in its own right was quite a feat. Anyone who managed to make seven pacts was incredibly skilled- or lucky. 

Of course, seven pacts was nothing to Solomon's 72 pacts. 

Not like that mattered. After all, having pacts with the seven demon lords of the Devildom made you stronger then someone with 100 pacts. Yes, Solomon was the oldest, wisest sorcerer in the three realms, with 72 pacts- including one with Asmodeus- and he knew how to use them. He knew some of the the vast majority of ancient magic ever performed; he knew the most powerful of alchemical creations and all the ways they could affect you. Hell, he was constantly being chased by a reaper, and still managed to stay alive with ease.

Solomon was the sorcerer that everyone looked up to- even if most people deemed him sketchy,- he was still the best authority on magic, even without access to the sorcerer’s society. 

That was until you came along.

You, with no prior knowledge of demons, magic, alchemy, or anything. You, who managed to make a pact with all seven demon lords in less than a year. You, who turned out to be part angel, who had even the demon prince and his butler wrapped around your finger even without a pact, who caused disasters in all three realms because of your untapped power.

And Solomon hated it.

No demon paid any mind to the snow-haired man who stood idly in the hallway; a scowl on his face at the sight of you laughing and talking with the demon lords. Sure, he didn’t care to have a pact with all of them, particularly Mammon, but you even had Lucifer bowing to your every whim. The demon who turned away from God and commanded thousands of angels to fight with him against their very creator. 

And you, a mere human, just so happened to have a background that attached yourself to them. Who just so happened to be thrown into the Devildom, who just so happened to unveil all your unused powers-

The sorcerer’s glare darkened as he caught sight of one of the pact marks on your shoulder. A deep, sapphire blue poked out from under the fabric as Mammon tugged on your clothes- to get your attention solely on him, no doubt- and yet despite only the briefest glimpse of the glowing sapphire mark, Solomon knew who’s pact mark that was. It emanated power, demanded authority, and essentially told any and every being who ever knew about the three realms that you couldn’t be touched.

Nobody paid any mind to the seething human who stood in the hallway. Already so used to the presence of the age-old sorcerer, all of them failed to notice the anger rolling off of him in waves.

Only Satan was the one who had responded. A twitch of his hand, a shift of emerald eyes towards Solomon. But that was it. Satan’s gaze refocused on you.

Solomon had never hated a human so much before. 

It should be him with those pacts. Those pacts he’s been fighting to get for centuries. It should be him commanding those demon brothers to do what he wants. It should be him feeding off their power- he knows how to use it-!

Your eyes shifted to the man himself, and your face instantly brightened. Anyone who looked at you would know that you had just seen something you truly cared for. Not like Solomon cared.

Yet still, your gaze now on him with that bright smile stretching across your lips made him feel like you two were the only beings in the entire Devildom- as if his intense brooding didn’t already make him feel like that- and you waved at him. Waved him over to come and chat.

Ever the gentleman, Solomon’s glare instantly became a charming smile; friendly and warm and perfect as he casually strolled up to the seven demons and their pact holder. 

“Hey Solomon, we were just talking about going out to get a bite to eat. Would you like to come with us?”

Your smile was bright. Comforting. Beautiful. You always were. Despite everything you’ve been through, you’ve always been able to smile for him- at him. You’ve always been able to be a shining star in the darkest of nights. Your beauty so delicate and ethereal, yet you burned so bright when seen up close. It never mattered what kind of state you were in. Tired, angry, depressed… hell, you could even be ugly crying and Solomon would still say you were the most beautiful being he had ever seen.

“Solooommooon~!” Asmo cried, throwing his arms around his pact mate. “Please come with us! I don’t want to have to deal with my brothers just to be with (Y/N)!” 

Solomon gave a light chuckle, patting Asmodeus on the back before his gaze turned back to you.

“Of course I’ll come with you. I wouldn’t pass up an opportunity to be with you for the world.”

The walk to a local devildom cafe was lively as usual. The brothers are always so animated when talking to each other; their own little conversations happening between them as they all head to their destination.

And yet, despite all of the conversations that graced his ears, Solomon couldn’t focus on a single one.

He trailed along behind the group, his eyes focused on none other than you as you spoke with Lucifer about… something Solomon couldn’t care less about.

You certainly were special. To be able to charm so many demons, angels, and humans- even if you remained completely oblivious to the latter- was incredibly infuriating, yet also… intriguing. You were always in danger when left on your own in the Devildom, and it’s not like you could escape a gaggle of ogling angels in the celestial realm either. So many different beings charmed by you in so many different ways, it was a wonder how you had only died once this entire time.

Despite all of your power, all of your pacts, all of your friends and connections… you still were human. Just like him. Someone among the 8 billion people he had quietly vowed to protect above all else. 

You had the demon lords, the prince and his butler at your beck and call. You had connections with Simeon and Luke, and he was sure you could meet Michael anytime you wanted. You had all the resources needed to become one of the most powerful sorcerers in the world- far surpassing even Solomon.

And yet, you always turned to him. A fellow human. Someone you barely knew, who wasn’t entrusted to protect you, who you didn’t know until a couple years ago. Yet you always turned to him.

You turned to him to ask for help with homework. You turned to him to ask if he would accompany you places. You turned to him when you were in a dangerous situation- you asked him to protect you from potential threats, you asked him to stay with you. Him him him him him him-

“Sol?” You called out softly, breaking away from the demon brothers and falling back to walk with Solomon; your voice drawing him out of his thoughts. You gave him another beautiful smile; your soft hand taking his own as you tugged him forward to catch up with the group.

Your hand felt so warm in his cool one; so soft and precious and comfortable… it was like you were made to hold his hand. As if you, someone so much more powerful and above him were made just for him. 

He stopped walking abruptly, suddenly becoming a dead weight you couldn’t tug along anymore. You stopped, turning back to him before he pulled on your arm to cause you to fall into his chest; his hand falling from yours only so he could wrap his arms around you. And just as he had thought- you felt perfect in his arms. Like you were meant to be here. 

Not with Lucifer, not with Diavolo, not with anybody else but Him. Solomon. He didn’t even let you finish a soft inquiry of his name before his lips were pressed against yours, slotted perfectly together and so soft against his own that he knew that you were his and his alone.

The kiss wasn’t long, and before you could even process what happened Solomon pulled away. He had a glint of something in his eye- something you couldn’t quite place.

And Solomon reveled in the look of shock on your face; in your wide and shiny eyes as stared up at him in awe.

“Oi, what the hell are you two humans doin’!? Solomon, get yer sketchy hands off of my human-” 

Before anything else could happen, Mammon was on the two of you and tugging you away from the sorcerer; Asmodeus cooing over his ‘adorable humans’ in the background as Beelzebub whined over his empty stomach. Solomon only remained silent, a playful smirk on his face as you were dragged back to the front of the group and away from Solomon.

Solomon continued to trail along behind you and the brothers, thoughts playing in his head of what was to become of the two of you.

He hated you. And yet, he couldn’t bring himself to despise you- if anything, he just wanted to keep you by his side. Observe you. See if he could charm you, like you had done with so many others. 

….perhaps you weren’t so bad after all. You were made for him, weren’t you? So there must be something about you that he would love. Perhaps you just needed a little coaxing for him to see it. 

Perhaps being his apprentice would suffice. Or rather, the illusion of being his apprentice. Perhaps he could toy with you, figure out how you work, figure out just what makes you so infuriating yet intriguing. 

Perhaps, with you safely tucked away in his study, he could finally find out why he felt so strange around you, why the thought of you tied up and begging for him turned him on so much- and why he could only cum to the thought of you underneath him now.

[storiesforallfandoms]

So I need to know your personal opinion on the people you write for and which of them would go absolutely wild for eating you out. I’m very curious. Ilysm 🖤🖤

Oh god that’s a good question. Ummmm…please hold while I look through my masterlists and compile a list 😂

10K (Z Nation)

Literally any Pedro Pascal character I could write for (I can’t explain it but Pedro just gives me that vibe that he loves to eat pussy)

Spencer Reid

Simon Bassett (Bridgerton)

Lucifer Morningstar (Netflix’s Lucifer)

Jack Sparrow (or like…most of Johnny’s characters period)

Sebastian Stan and Bucky Barnes

Eminem as well as B Rabbit from 8 Mile

Harry Styles

Yungblud

Pete Davidson

Henry Cavill

Bo Burnham

Jacob Elordi

Honestly I’d say a solid 80% of AHS characters would devour your pussy no questions asked

FP Jones

Again: Richard Madden and any of his characters would be delighted to go down on you

John Shelby (maybe Alfie Solomons too but John is really the only one from peaky blinders who gives me those vibes)

Klaus, Ben, and Viktor Hargreeves

Most of the men in the Vampire Diaries (honestly any of the originals at all. I feel like Rebekka would prefer receiving over giving but she’d also love to make you feel good)

Loki

Chris Evans 10000000%

Taron Egerton

Here’s my list. I wrote it based on vibes and vibes alone. I may end up adding to it once I’ve thought it over more 😂

[uwumessenger]

i love love LOVE ur page pls do rfa and maybe v, saeran, and rika if they were exchange students at rad? 😏

ilysm THANK U :( <3 i love making mmxom! stuff ngl. also, love ur avi :')

for the sake of this let's throw the idea of religion out the window KCJSKDJSKSK bc most of the mm characters are canonically religious and that would make this post a tad more boring...or chaotic. idk

btw i dont usually write for rika but this is an exception ! ;)

zen

when zen wakes up and sees the demon brothers plus diavolo and barbatos, it takes him a minute to process what's in front of him

he would try to go back to the human world so many times...poor bb

since zen is going to be there over the course of a year he would eventually begin to butt heads with asmo. they would not get along...

he'd hate lucifer from the start bc lucifer reminds him of jumin. got along with satan until cats were brought up

irritated by mammon and levi, though he is secretly fond of levi bc levi reminds him of yoosung in a way

is fine with beel, doesnt have many issues with him but is constantly concerned for his skin. totally jealous of beel's body.

diavolo also reminds zen of jumin in a way, but like, if jumin was more likeable.

likes luke and simeon a lot! thinks solomon was brought to freak him out because solomon lowkey resembles zen. like...super lowkey...

hates that it's night all the time

if any of the brothers flirt with him, he'll immediately shoot them down. he's not interested. would never date someone who could outlive and overpower him

visits belphie in the attic once then never returns. he knows a thing or two because he's seen a thing or two

yoosung

yoosung is screaming and crying so much diavolo actually considers sending him back to the human world.

literally, the entire first day is yoosung BAWLING and swatting the brothers away like flies

eventually he warms up to levi, and levi only. he befriends luke and simeon too, but is suspicious of solomon. doesnt like barbatos bc he thinks he's like jihyun...

doesnt visit belphie in the attic, period. he shits bricks when he sees lucifer so if lucifer says not to go up to the attic, yoosung obeys

even if the brothers start flirting, yoosung would never notice. he's way too oblivious! he becomes more like family, because he kinda resonates with them and the whole lilith thing.

but he actually has a fairly good time. may or may not turn into a cult leader like his dear cousin afterward, though...

jaehee

simply accepts her fate and agrees to spend the year in devildom

tells lucifer all about jumin...then comes to learn that lucifer is actually more like her and v?

she and satan get along well, but she befriends barbatos and spends most of her time with him and luke instead. baking and bonding over being pushed around by their bosses :')

helps diavolo with some of his work and gives him a lot of pointers for organization!

she would not like mammon. he reminds her of elizabeth the third.

one of the few who actually helps belphie out of the attic ! except when belphie tries to kill her, she'd fight him. and win. ur not allowed to disagree teehee

she most likely wouldnt pursue any romantic relationships with anyone bc she simply isnt interested in any of them HAHAHA

after the program ends she'd be one of the few who actually keep in touch with everyone, and would follow the canon storyline (minus all romantic interactions).

jumin

caught off guard bc wtf? is that....his twin?

the whole room is distracted bc of how much jumin and lucifer resemble one another, at least physically

hates every second of it and makes it very clear

although he likes talking with satan, and diavolo and barbatos

gives belphie some kind of inspirational asshole speech...doesnt help him out of the attic at all

jumin would actually come up with an escape plan and it'd be flawless. he would actually successfully escape back to the human world at least once

but the others have like, powers and shit so they can easily bring him back

would ghost everyone after the end, especially solomon

saeyoung

he thinks hes in a coma. doesnt believe it's real at all

when he does realize it's real, it's too late, he's being killed by belphie JCJZMXJSM

after hes brought back he warms up to everyone a bit more and is much more respectful of the environment.

he likes levi the most because when hes with him it's like hes with yoosung again! introduces levi to LOLOL, and they actually get to play with yoosung online every now and then

unfortunately for the obey me men, none of them are saeyoung's type. he does like that everyone is swooning over him tho

he warns all of them to keep things lowkey because of his hacker job, and says that it's too dangerous for them to visit him in the human world

before he leaves he gifts everyone some kind of gadget as a way to remember him. gives the whole im-dangerous-man speech, then disappears, never to be seen by them again.

saeran

so we're talking saeran as in good ending saeran, right? because this mf is getting sent straight back to the human world if it was suit saeran 💀✋🏻

and if it was only ray, he'd be crying the whole time. poor kid.

anyway he totally lets belphie out of the attic. naturally, belphie reminds him of himself, so he tries to help.

i think after everything settles down saeran would warm up to beel and belphie the most because their dynamic reminds him of his and saeyoung's. he easily relates to belphie and all of belphie's issues, and wants to help him through it!

like his brother, saeran is uninterested in everyone romantically because none of them are his type. he may or may not have had a fling with satan, but satan was giving off too much rika vibes /:

keeps in touch with them and will help them when they visit the human world

v

v is similar to jaehee where he simply accepts the situation at hand

v and solomon would be really good friends omg CAN YOU IMAGINE????

two old men just cracking jokes and cooking poisonous food!

he is the only person who is immune to solomon's cooking.

helps belphie out of the attic. somehow doesnt allow himself to nearly get killed tho

mammon accidentally becomes his therapist...! and everybody except for belphie thinks he should break up w rika

v might have a fat crush on asmo...or maybe even diavolo. but wont touch asmo bc his bff is solomon. pursues diavolo on the down low

rika

oh gosh...she'd get sent straight back to the human world.

if you want someone who will help create peace among the three realms, you are not going to achieve anything with rika.

if she did manage to stay back, though, she'd probably be able to weave her way into levi's heart

she gets along well with satan

when it comes to the whole belphie thing? oh no. OH. NO.

this mf would probably help belphie kill off the entire human population 😭 the whole obey me storyline would flip upside down and they'd start another war

interesting concept ngl

[levis-little-nuggie]

NUGGIE your prompts to that november list are giving me LIFE ilysm can i pretty please request candle with beel 🥺👉👈 and nsfw if you're up for that 💜

This one took on a life of its own 😂 what initially started out as wholesome smut turned into wax play I had no idea what wax play was and had to research it. Peach! I hope you enjoy this little drabble, thank you for requesting a prompt 💜💜💜 @midnight-dome

Warnings: smut, wax play, an unintentional uppercut, face riding

25: Candle with Beel, NSFW

Beel was reclined on your bed as you hunched over at your desk. He was waiting patiently for you to finish your school work and you were trying your best to stay focused. The soft sighs and occasional bursts of short laughter from the giant on your bed proving to be not helpful as he innocently scrolled through his devilgram feed.

"Hey Beel," you turned on your seat to look over at him. He hummed in response and sat up to give you his full attention. "I'm sorry, I'm having trouble focusing, do you mind if I lit a candle? The smell helps me focus and retain the subject matter."

"Go ahead Y/N, I'm not distracting you am I? Do I need to leave you alone to finish?" He was hopeful you were finished but crestfallen that he was causing you trouble. You shook your head violently and raised your hands.

"Absolutely not Beel, you're perfect and I want you to stay," you both flushed at the honesty in your words, "I shouldn't be long, you gotta let me know if the smell bothers you." Reaching for the candle on your desk, you flicked on the lighter and sighed as the flame began eating at the wooden wick.

"As long as it doesn't smell like Solomon's cooking," you both laughed as he reclined back on your bed, you smiled as he wiggled to get himself comfortable. Turning back to your desk, you took in a deep breath of the sage/peppermint/eucalyptus blend and dove back into your work.

True to your word, it wasn't even an hour later when your pencil dropped and your raised your arms to stretch, inadvertently undercutting Beel who was standing behind you.

He laughed as you cried out, spewing apologies as you scrambled from your chair and inspected his face for damage. His hand encompassed yours and pressed a kiss to your knuckles, you winced, realizing you did more damage to your hand than to his jaw. Beel cradled your hand and reached over to read the label on your candle.

Neither of you noticed the melted wax that threatened to spill over onto his hand as he tilted it just ever so slightly. The molten wax rolled across his skin and he jumped back, his cheeks flushing a dark pink, unable to stop the growl that reverberated in his chest.

You both looked at each other in an awkward pause trying to figure out what just happened. Your fingers gingerly wrapped around the candle, pulling it away from Beel and he caught your wrist. Wordlessly, he turned over his arm and guided your hand to turn the candle over, hot wax spilling over and dripping onto the inside of his forearm.

His sunset eyes rolled back as a low moan passed through his lips. The wax hardened almost instantaneously as he licked his lips as you took over and slowly dripped the wax further up his arm, watching as goosebumps rippled over his skin and he shivered.

A tent was forming in his pants and you smiled innocently, tilting the candle to drop wax straight down onto the bulge. His eyes snapped open and pulled his lips back to growl, he grabbed your arm and dragged you over to the bed and threw off his shirt. You were mindful of the flame and set the candle on your nightstand as his mouth latched onto your neck, his hands kneading your ass through your pants.

"Beel!" You gasped, head rolling back as he tugged off your shirt and helped you out of your pants, your hands flying down to undo his as well. "I thought we were going to go to the store," he fell back on the mattress and pulled you on top of him, blushing profusely as he positioned you to sit over his mouth, bracing your hands on his chiseled torso.

"Somethin came up," his hot breathe ghosted over your center sending a jolt of electricity through your spine. You felt his hands grip onto your hips keeping you steady as the flat of his tongue ran over you to taste your dampening flesh, your nails digging into his abs.

"Y/N, can you reach the candle?" Looking over, you realized you could but you'd have to stretch. He held you steady as your fingers reached out and brought it over to you. Tilting the candle, you watched as wax spilled over and dribbled into his stomach, watching in awe as the muscles flexed and twitched under the sudden heat. He rewarded you by delving his tongue into you, his slow and languid strokes sent your arousal spiraling.

Beel released one of his hands to dance along your core, fingers groping and rubbing at your sensitive flesh as moans and pants filled his ears. He wiggled his hips slightly to garner your attention. Your arm was shaky but you continued to drip the wax into his skin beneath you, droplets splattering across his abs, his hips, down to his thighs. You watched as his erection twitched and the muscles under the heated wax flexed and contracted.

Beel was grunting and growling against you as the heat continued to override his senses. His tongue sped up it's pace fucking your entrance as his fingers thrusted against the spots that made you squirm. Your hips bucked and rolled against his mouth, the droplets of wax splashing haphazardly, he released a guttural cry when a larger drop of wax splashed on his cock. Beel threw his head back, his hips bucking wildly as he came. You couldn't help but stare in shock as his semen coated his skin, the white a stark contrast to the purple wax of the candle on his creamy skin; it was like an oil painting, a masterpiece that belonged in a museum.

You weren't even mad that you didn't finish. As you swung you leg over to sit next to him on the bed, your heart somersaulted at the hunger in his eyes. You both discovered a new kink and neither of you were planning on going anywhere else anytime soon.

[cas-rivaille]

Hello, there! I saw that your request were open and I couldn't stop myself so here I am (◕ᴗ◕✿)

First off: How are you? How is your day? Hope you're doing fine and if not, I'm sorry and I hope everything starts going according to your liking.

Second of all: I'd like to request a Obey me match up. I just love reading about them (≧▽≦)

You can call me Undertaker, I'm 19 and I use she/her pronouns. I've short dyed hair with an undercut, I'm tall(?) and chubby and I wear glasses. I'm an Aries, a Slytherin (yeah I don't know if this info can help you but I'll add it anyway) and my mbti personality is INTP-T.

I love animals, supernatural or not (Cerberus best boi), listening to music, watching anime, telling bad jokes (I can go from dad jokes to black humour in less than a minute) and sleeping.

I love food but I can't cook. (I mean- I'm not as bad as Solomon! My food is still edible and it doesn't taste that bad but I'm only able to prepare easy dishes without burning the kitchen down). This brings us to an important part of my personality: I'm stubborn as fuck and I can't say no to challenges. For example if the food I cook doesn't come out as I hope, or if I'm full but there's still food on my plate, I'll eat it anyway cause my mama didn't raise a coward or a quitter.

I've a good sense of preservation, I love analysing every situation I come across, but sometimes I'm impulsive and I don't think about the consequences. I've also anxiety and anger issues, but I act both like the mom friend and the clown of the group, meaning I can't fucking order something on my own but if one of my friends is too shy or anxious to do it for themselves I can order them the whole menu.

I also like staring at and holding weapons, because I enjoy the feeling of power they give me. I'm fascinated by poisons and I'd love to study potions and spells. Furthermore I may be slightly greedy with what belongs to me... And even though my self-esteem is a negative number, if Lucifer would start treating me like an inferior being, I'd start looking at him like HE is the inferior one... Because it pisses me off and I don't care how powerful he is : I'd still kick his feathered ass anytime.

I don't want to bother you any longer but if I did anything wrong or you just don't feel like answering, please fell free to ignore this! Remember to Drink water and take care of yourself! 💕

Have a great day!

HELLO UNDERTAKER !! you're so sweet omg🥺 my day has been going pretty okay and i hope yours is too !! and don't worry i drink lots of water (mostly bc i pass out if i don't lol) and don't worry about bothering me i love requests !!

so i went back and fourth a few times on this,, but i match you with... BEEL

beel is baby boy we love him pls he's such a bean.

so i chose him for a few reasons;

you used the example that you can order your friends food but not yourself, and that fits SO WELL with beel. i mean we know he would eat anything but on the off chance it was something he wouldn't eat, you would be the FIRST PERSON he'd ask for help w his order

mmm getting to watch him workout after you two go for dinner or smth

beel l o v e s your curves tho like he thinks your SO ADORABLE and constantly will boost your confidence he literally loves everything about your physical appearance and will def ask to see what you look like without your glasses

he loves how into potions/weapons/spells/magic you are like. he's fascinated by your fascination and will listen to you for hours before even getting hungry. listening to you is one of the only things that helps him forget how hungry he is

he loves how stubborn you are he thinks it's so cute, it's also a good contrast to beel who is a cinnamon roll who will go along with most things

you may not be the best cook, but it doesn't stop him from loving whatever you make him the most. you could probably make an equivalent to solomons cooking and he would eat it and think it tastes great

naps with him are a MUST. he used to nap with belphie but now he naps with you and the cuddles in his arms MMM.

he loves your jokes like please you make him laugh so much

you love animals, which is AMAZING because beel is basically a puppy and loves head pats, but he also thinks it's really admirable that you can get along with cerberus

all in all he is your teddy bear protector who loves you endlessly please cuddle with him <3

I HOPE YOU HAD A GOOD MORNING/DAY/EVENING/NIGHT DRINK SOME WATER TOO AND ILYSM THANK YOU FOR THE REQUEST !!

- cas :)

[ficdump101]

PEACHES

ALFIE SOLOMANS

WORDS: 2655

REQUESTED? YES BY @dreamescapeswriting

A/N: I TRIED AND I HOPE YOU LIKE IT, HONESTLY I DON’T KNOW IT IS WHAT YOU WANTED BUT HEYHO :) THANK YOU FOR THE REQUEST, ILYSM <3

“Alfie… why am I here?” These were the first words that came out your mouth as you entered your boyfriend’s office with Ollie in tow. You had been phoned by Alfie half an hour ago, where he requested you to come by the bakery for a serious meeting. The only person you could think of was if the person was a Shelby or a Lee since Kimber was dead and Sabini wouldn’t be caught dead having a civil discussion with Alfie. You knew what Alfie did, you knew how the business was ran but you also knew there were some things being kept from you; you didn’t push and question to know what was happening, but what you did know is that it had something to do with Arthur Shelby and Billy Kitchen (who now happened to be dead). Whilst Ollie was Alfie’s right hand man, you were the play maker. You helped Alfie with near enough all aspects of the business; keeping the books, exporting, making the rum and recruiting new people to work. Now you think about, you had more involvement in this than you original thought, which obviously means that you’re waltzing around London with a target on your back. Wonderful. 

“Shalom Peaches, come sit yeah? Want you here when Thomas comes, right, need at least one level head in the room.” You let out a small laugh, sitting on the chair at Alfie’s side of the desk. He carried on writing, placing his large hand on your thigh and squeezing lightly. You took in his side profile; his muscley arm, covered in his usual off white shirt, with the sleeves rolled up. His broad shoulders stretched the material of his shirt under his black waist coat. His neck covered by the thick, unkempt beard he supported. His straight nose supporting his golden half-moon glasses that hung on a chain. You had always stated that he look particularly cute with these on but he would always swat you away stating that he is one of the ‘most feared gangsters in London’. His gorgeous brown eyes were shaded by his usual black hat, no surprise there. You were brought out of your intense observation by the door opening, revealing Ollie and a shorter man with blue eyes (the same colour as the froth on the sea down by the cliffs) who shut the door behind him. Then again, everyone was shorter than Ollie the lanky fucker. The man introduced himself as Thomas Shelby of Shelby Brothers Limited in Birmingham, shaking Alfie’s hand and nodding towards you. Alfie explained that Ollie would stay to be witness to the exchange as his right hand man and you were his trusted assistant, however, from the look on Thomas’ face, you could tell he knew better. Alfie kicked his feet up on the desk as he read through the newspaper and the phone began to ring, to no one but yours surprise.

“That’ll probably be for you, wont it.” His gruff voice spoke out, he pointed his pen towards the phone on his desk without lifting his eyes from the newspaper. Thomas waited a moment, before using his hands to push off his knees into a stand. He picked up the phone and spoke few words.

“Hello… Arthur… You out?” He didn’t say goodbye to Arthur, as he placed the phone back on its hook, before dropped back into his seat; you knew Arthur had been arrested but you didn’t know why exactly.

“Right, so that’ll be your side of the street swept up wont it.” Alfie stopped for a second, moving his feet off the table to underneath, throwing the newspaper in his hands onto the table. He folded his hands together,

“Where’s mine? What ‘ave you got for me?” You began to block out the conversation as you went through the books, making sure all the incomes and outcomes matched. You were flipping through last weeks and this week’s income working out the difference in profit as you saw Ollie pull his gun out from beside you. Your eyes shot up to him, wide open but not in shock, in confusion as you had no idea why he needs to whip his gun out.

“Ollie. No, no, no. No. Put that down, he understands. He understands. He’s a big boy, he knows the road. Now look. Its just non-fucking negotiable. That’s all you needs to know. So all you have to do,” You let go of Ollie’s arm and leant over the desk, “Is sign the fucking contract.” You tapped your pointed finger on the dotted line, making eye contact with Mr. Shelby. “Right there, Mr Shelby.” Tommy muttered a small just sign it, keeping his eyes on you and rubbed his chin lightly.

“With ya pen.” You urged, tapping your finger against the contract again before leaning back in your seat; Alfie move his hand under the table for a second, squeezing your knee in thanks. You could feel the tension increase ten fold in the room as Thomas replied,

“Well, I have an associate waiting for me at the door. I know that he looks like a choir boy, but he’s actually an anarchist from Kentish Town.” He kept his unbothered façade, but you could see in his eyes that he was up to something. You didn’t like where this was going. Alfie leant back in his chair, keeping his hands on the desk as he did so.

“Tommy. I’m gonna fucking shoot you, all right?” Alfie spoke up, wanting the what was suppose to be a quite simple meeting to be done. It was quite for a moment until Thomas spoke up again,

“Now, when I came in here, Mr. Solomons, I stopped to tie my shoe lace. Isn’t that a fact, Ollie? I stopped to tie my shoelace and while I was doing it, I laid a hand grenade under one of your barrels. Mark 15 with wire trip and my friend upstairs…Well, he’s like one of those anarchist that, uh, they blew up Wall Street, you know? He’s a professional and he’s in charge of the wire if I don’t walk out that door by the stroke of seven, he’s going to trigger the grenade and your very combustible rum will blow us all to hell and I don’t care because I’m already dead.” Your heart fell into the pits of your stomach as you swallowed. You took pride in the fact that you were afraid of so little, but right now, you had never been more scared. He was a Shelby, they cut people’s tongues out, they blinded people, they set fire to houses and they killed people; they could do exactly as he said if they so wanted to.You began to regret not seeing your mother and father last week, you wished that you had spent the night at your brother’s house the other day, and you wished that you had told your sister you loved her after speaking on the phone to her this morning. This much was simple, you didn’t want to die; you wanted to walk away from this with a deal with Shelby Limited and go back to your home where Cyril would be sat waiting. You wanted to go home and sit on the couch to relax before making dinner for yourself and Alfie. You wanted to climb into bed after a long, hot bath and cuddle up to the man who you’d willingly take a bullet for. You did not want to die. For the second time in that meeting, you zoned out, questioning and regretting small decisions you had made in your life. You glanced at Alfie with realisation, you would follow him to the ends of the Earth without question. You loved him… you wanted to start a family with him. You wanted to marry him. He was the only man you thought about, when you were out with your friends and men would try to entice you, you would compare them to Alfie. You loved how he treated you, he - in short- treated you like a princess. Anything you needed, he helped you get and he was always there for you no matter what. He was soft with you, he’d once stated that he’d rather be shot dead than raise his voice and argue with you; that wasn’t his style anyway, you two would just talk whatever the problem was over like adults… before you’d do something childish like the one time you threw flour at him when he was confessing his love for you after a serious talk. Alfie stood up abruptly, your head shot up to him and he pushed your chair back to the wall, smacking Ollie over the back of the head before grabbing the lapels of his jacket.

“You’re behaving like a fucking child. This is a man’s world.” He shoved him. “Now take that apron off, and sit in the corner like a little boy. Fuck off. Now.” Alfie growled at him pushing and pointing towards the lone chair in the back corner of the room. You gave Ollie a sad smile as he plonked himself on the old chair, making a mental note to talk to him later and try and get Alfie to give him somewhat of an apology. You boyfriend came back and sat in the chair next to you, you pushed yourself closer to the desk and held his hand his for comfort. He squeezed tightly, knowing what you wanted. He checked the time before turning back to Thomas, after he confirmed that there was 4 minutes left.

“Right, four minutes. Talk to me about hand grenades.” His right hand moved to stroke his beard in thought.

“The chalk mark on the barrel at knee height said Hamilton, Christmas. I took out the pin and put it on the wire.” Thomas took the grenades pin out of his pocket, before throwing it into the empty whiskey glass. You leant over and picked it up, looking at it intensely. You thoughts were rolling over in your head. Alfie stated that instead of 65, 45 percent was what he wanted based on the possible grenade. Thomas quickly shot that down with a quick ‘30’.

“Oh, fuck off Tommy! That’s far too little.” You finally found your voice again, tossing the pin back to Thomas. He leant forward slightly,

“In France, Miss. (Y/N), when I was a tunneller, a clay kicker, 1-7-9…I blew up Schwaben Hohe. Same kit I’m using today.” He sat back, wiggling the pin in his hand. You face dropped. You're brother was in the 179 but he didn’t make it home after the tunnel collapsed. No one made it home after the tunnel collapsed.

“That’s funny, that.” Alfie started, letting go of your hand and placing both on the table in front of him. “I do know the 1-7-9, and I heard they all got buried.” He gave you a glance, knowing that it was a sensitive subject for you. You and your brother had been extremely close, he protected you growing up and you helped look after his child when he went to war. You remember the first time you told Alfie about it, you had broken down and demolished half a bottle of his ‘white bread’ as he held you through it.

“Three of us dug ourselves out.” Shelby stated, before focusing his gaze on you solemn face. “I’m sorry I could get to Private (Y/L/N) in time, but we tried. He was a good man, he’d never shut about you or James. He loved you to pieces, always said when he got back he’d give you the world.” You knew he was a smart man, he could piece together exactly who you were. You responded after your breath hitched at the back of your throat and tears danced across your waterline,

“Are you digging yourself out now?” You spoke quietly, your question hanging in the air.

“Like I’m digging now.” His response made you drop your stare that you were keeping between the two of you. Alfie moved slightly beside you, muttering a quiet ‘fuck me’,

“Listen. I’ll give you 35 percent. That’s your lot.”

“Thirty five.” Thomas repeated, standing up with your boyfriend in tow. They spat on their hands and shook on the deal. At least there’s a deal, not the original one but there’s still more profit. After the whole ordeal, you made you way home, telling Alfie at least 7 times that you were perfectly fine but Cyril was on his own; so with a quick kiss and a loving smile you were on your way. It had come round to 8 o’clock quite quickly, you distracted yourself by cleaning the whole house, bathing Cyril and baking an apple pie for you and Alfie to enjoy after dinner. You did have time to think over the meeting and drew up a conclusion; he was bluffing. A mark 1 grenade was used in the war which made it easy for people like Mr Selby to get their hands on, but it would have been spotted by one of the 8 men who was working around the Hamilton, Christmas barrel - it was regulation to check the floors of where they’re working, and the rules of the bakery were followed strictly. Very strictly. As you were stood preparing the beef stew, you felt strong arms wrap around your waist and a bristly beard rub against the nape of your neck. You let out a chuckle putting the wooden spoon down and turning towards your lover, wrapping your arms around his neck as he held you close.

“You know, you handed that right good, yeah, I’m proud of you. My smart and precious little peach.” You could tell he felt bad for putting you in that situation, but it was over now so you tugged him towards you and kissed him. Just like you wanted to through that whole meet. Breaths mingled together whilst hands grouped and gripped clothing and skin a like to keep each other grounded. Teeth clashed as your opened your mouths in the quickly heated, wet kiss. Pulling away you whispered ‘I love you’, staring at him like he had hung the stars in the sky. He smiled, mumbling it back before moving to sit at the table.

“You know,” You began as you plated up the stew. “Tommy was bluffing. There are 8 men working around that barrel from the beginning to the end of their shifts and a rule is to check the floors constantly for spillages and leaks. They would’ve seen something, especially a grenade.” You placed his plate in front of him as he sat frozen for a moment.

“You fucking what?”

[noctis-tempore]

Obey me oc >.>??

Who do they get along with the best :D??

- tired

TIRED ILYSM /POS ;SOBS;

Her name is alina and shes the bodyguard for the exchange students!! Shes a human but shes also a really powerful witch

I’ll give you a quick rundown on her relationship with the characters (i say while this is long im so sorry-)

Lucifer - she respects him but she feels like he worries about her too much but they both have a mutual respect for each other and do get along 

Mammon - They’re besties, she gets his ass out of trouble and they’re just a chaotic duo!! She likes to tease him a lot and they get along really well

Levi - Good friends! She likes to hear him ramble about the things hes passionate about, it reminds her of when her siblings ramble to her abt the stuff that they’re passionate abt too. She thinks hes cute

Satan - Academic rivals, the banter and debates they have in class are always a riot. Outside of their rivalry they do get along really well and they are pretty good friends too

Asmo - They’re best friends, they’ve known each other before the exchange program and they both really trust each other. They are the two pretty best friends

Beel - theyre workout buddies and getting food late at night buddies !! Since alina and beel both are part of the sports teams for RAD they like to discuss game plans with each other

Belphie - alina does not like belphie, she avoids him like the plague ever since he tried to kill MC and her but she luckily intervened. But they do have their moments together

Diavolo - imagine the happy go lucky himbo and then the usually tough looking person, now imagine them both happily chatting abt silly topics. Thats them

Barbatos - they do have a mutual respect for each other but they don’t really talk much, alina thinks he doesnt like her though bc shes “reckless”

Simeon - imagine ball of sunshine and then someone who doesn’t smile a lot, thats them. They get along immaculately though, they both enjoy each other’s company a lot

Luke - she has little siblings so when she saw luke her immediate thought was “protect”, luke really looks up to her

Solomon - they’re exes HEBDHZHSHD