#it's simeon loving hours y'all

[nyxronomicon]

Head empty. Only thought is Simeon finding out about your self hatred and railing you until you can't remember any of those thoughts

-body worship, insecurity, bit of angst, breeding in the tags-

Omg he'd be so gentle... He asks what's troubling you when he sees you frown at yourself in the mirror. When you tell him you're feeling self conscious and ugly he just disagrees immediately.

But Simeon knows all too well how little words can change someone's mind, often feeling disgusted and disappointed with himself for abandoning the brothers like he did. For choosing the celestial realm just for its familiarity. He's such a coward.

He knows now that conventional beauty is only skin deep and the ugliness just beneath the surface is often much worse than one would think. And he's stunned when you're talking about yourself like that because in all the time he's known you, he's never even once thought anything about you was ugly.

If anything, he was the ugly one.

His first attraction to you was your looks and the way you carried yourself. Every moment he spends with you he finds new things to love about you and it just crushes him that you don't see it. So even if he can't change your mind, he at least needs to prove to you that it doesn't matter what you think.

You're beautiful without even trying. Just a smile from you takes his breath away without fail. The words to describe how incredible you are always fail him. Being with you is healing. His wretched broken heart has been heavy with sin and betrayal for as long as he can remember but you make him feel like it can be fixed. Or maybe that he never really was broken to begin with.

All he wants is to give that feeling back to you.

So he shows you. Pulls you away from the mirror. "Focus on me. On how I love you." Is all he mumbles before tenderly kissing you. Your kisses get deeper, your insecurities vanishing as he pulls away. His eyes are full of adoration, lost in you.

You close your eyes and feel. His hands worship every part of you, taking his time to press kisses down your torso, wherever he thinks you're most insecure. He mumbles loving words as he goes, the author in him crafting the ultimate love scene just for you to hear.

And if you still don't believe him? Well, he'll keep going as long as he needs to~

[misc-obeyme]

nightbringer lesson 46

I really thought this lesson was gonna drop tomorrow, but here we are! It's fine though... because I LOVED IT 😭😭

Y'all can just leave me alone so I can simp over Mammon in peace, thanks. There's nothing big or important happening in this lesson except that I'm love with Mammon, that's it.

Just to get things out of the way, there was a part at the very beginning where MC asks Simeon if he's okay and he says he is and Lucifer hits us with one of his classic "..." speech bubbles. Luci knows what's up.

He does this whenever he knows something that he's not saying.

Hard Mode was once again the Little Ds and No 1 showed up, but at the very end it was Lucifer saying he came to talk to Simeon... and then it ends like what the??

But other than that, this lesson was a FEAST for Mammon fans, I tell you!!

At first we had a little bit of Lucifer and Levi calling Mammon dumb which always annoys me, but then THEN

They go and help him with the preliminaries of the Geography SF which is hunting for a ticket to the finals like a treasure!

Actually, it was Lucifer, Levi, and Simeon along with Mammon and MC.

It was actually really cute, I loved the brotherly cooperation! And I love the dynamic all these characters have with each other!

AND THEN

There's this part where they go to the frozen north of the Devildom and they have to fight something called a deathjokul and Mammon just straight up takes that thing out. And then they go to the desert and deal with a death worm and while MC helps him out this time, it's still like YEAH.

Basically, I felt like we finally got a little glimpse of the kind of demon Mammon really is. The power he almost never uses. He's ranked second of the bros, so he's no pushover. But he rarely ever uses any of that power until he HAS to. And he was all about protecting MC.

AND THEN AND THEN

Like an absolute cutie he was so nervous about giving his speech at the finals! And you get the option to kiss him to help with his nerves!!! I nearly died. He's so precious and I love him so much.

This right after you kiss him for "luck" so he won't be nervous. I just... he's so... a;skldfjf

Locked lesson shows us Lord Diavolo and Barbatos talking about tea while fighting extremely dangerous kelpies because they're just cool as fuck like that.

Yeah, I liked this lesson hee hee. Don't mind me, it's just Mammon loving hours.

Two last screenshots:

I had to screenshot this because I say "cakewalk" all the time and I was like no wait did you really just say that?? ;ldksfjdlskf

He says this if you choose to say you're a denizen of the Devildom in your heart. WHAT DOES THIS MEAN DIA? Please let me become one for real, I would be so happy...

Anyway, like I said no real important things or big reveals, but boy did I enjoy the Mammon content...

[rainiishowers]

Obey Me Incorrect Quotes

A/N: Can y'all believe I've done *checks notes* about 15 posts of this Anyways enjoy! :) ----- Satan: Real life should have a fucking search function, or something. Satan: I need my socks. ---

The gang responding to being stabbed by a sword MC: Rude. Belphegor: That's fair. Solomon: Not again. Mammon: Are you gonna want this back or can I keep it? ---

MC: I want to wake up with you every day for the rest of our lives. Beelzebub: I wake up at 4:30 AM every day to train. MC: I want to see you at some point every day for the rest of our lives.

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Simeon: You look really stressed. Barbatos: Thanks, it’s the stress.

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Mammon: *on the phone* Hey Lucifer, do you know my blood type? Lucifer: It's B-. Mammon: Oh, I guessed wrong. Excuse me, nurse! --- Diavolo: What are you talking about MC? You love it here! MC: I'm not sure I do, I think I've just developed Stockholm syndrome. --- Simeon: I have a plan. Barbatos: Good! As long as we aren’t breaking the law again, I’m open to hearing it. Simeon: … Barbatos: … Simeon: I no longer have a plan. --- Satan: My toxic trait is that I truly believe I could win a fight against anybody if I was mad enough. You might have the strength and size, but I have the pure, unfiltered rage. --- Beelzebub: Don’t stay up all night, Belphie. Last time you got this sleep-deprived, you tried to eat your own shirt.

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Mammon: I am in charge of this disaster! MC: I have a name, you know. ---

Asmodeus: Look, I know we don’t always see eye to eye but— Mammon. jokingly: That's because your too short to do so. Asmodeus: …Listen here you fucking— ---

Barbatos: You’re charged with…..breaking into a pet store? Satan: I thought the cats might be lonely. ---

MC: Why don't humans have a specific noise that means "there are bees here, let's leave immediately." Why are elephants more advanced than us. Solomon: We do have a specific noise for it. It sounds like this: Solomon: "There are bees here, let's leave immediately." --- Lucifer: I haven’t slept in 72 hours… MC: I haven’t slept in 80!! Solomon: Ha! I haven’t slept in 90 hours, I’m aiming for an even 100. Simeon: What the fuck is wrong with you people? --- Raphael: State your name, rank, and intention. MC: MC, Therapist for the Avatars of Hell, fun. ---

Simeon walking into the kitchen and seeing all his limes peeled: Solomon. What did you do?? Solomon, sipping coffee happily: Peeled all the limes :) ---

Simeon: Oh, they left the bowl out? Luke: It says, “Take two pieces of candy.” Mammon: Nobody around though… Mammon grabs the entire bowl and runs off with it Simeon: NO—

[alexxncl]

more random obey me hcs

masterlist more drabbles/hcs | pt 1

my mc is black

platonic or romantic, however you view them

mainly the brothers

nb and og based, some theories towards the end

luci loves receiving forehead kisses more than he likes giving them but will never admit it (esp if mc is shorter than him and has to pull him down to kiss his forehead)

if mc has a pet, mams will go out of his way to buy toys and treats and matching outfits for the baby

beel is the first you should go to if you're feeling homesick, he'll pull up a list of your favorite foods and go on a grocery run to cook them for you, especially if it means going to the human world for a few hours

despite having the bigger and more comfortable bed, asmo loves sleeping in mc's room whenever they're at the HOL bc it's an excuse to be close to them

dia never had anyone except barbatos wash his hair until mc came around, now wash day is one of his favorite times of the month

belphie buys the most comfortable and high quality bonnets he can find, and he keeps some of them in his room in case mc forgets to bring it when they sleep over

levi can do hair with his tail ??? (don't ask how) and can do it while reading or gaming, it freaks mc out

satan reads colleen hoover books just to laugh at how bad they are, and the first time mc saw one they almost beat him over the head with it until he explained

solomon's fabsnap name is an obvious star wars ripoff, but nobody knows that bc star wars doesn't exist in nb yet

i've probably said this before but mephisto has the fattest crush on lucifer and hates himself for it

the main reason the brothers annoy lucifer or cause trouble around the HOL is so that he'll put his work down and spend time with them. mc picked up on it really quickly and joins in sometimes, but tells them to knock it off if they're doing too much

thirteen kept a close eye on mc as soon as solomon took them on as his apprentice thinking she'd hate them, but she was interested in how different they were from him

mams is secretly a musical fanatic and is beyind excited when he finds out mc is a theater kid

the brothers were raphael's favorites, and that's why he reprimanded them so hard and got on luci's ass about everything [mc still hates him (mc is me)]

thirteen loves doing nails just as much as asmo and they argue all the time over who gets to do mc's nails

(they each get a hand and a foot and mc does their nails in return)

asmo taught all the brothers how to paint nails, and beel is the best at it, but they let asmo do it for nostalgia

satan will never admit it, but when asmo asked to paint his nails the first time, he felt like he truly belonged in the family

when she first came to RAD, thirteen subconsciously clung to solomon despite hating his guts bc he was the only sense of familiarity she had

he teased her endlessly, but being close to him meant she got close to mc and she gravitated towards them more as time went on

don't know how much this aligns with canon, but luke was born right after the celestial war and simeon took him under his wing moreso than michael bc he knew how badly michael was fucked up after losing luci and his brothers after the fall

THEORY TIME

barb didn't send mc back in time, michael did bc he's a bitch and is too scared to disobey god to check on the brothers on his own

(barb was the first one to notice their absence despite not living with them bc he felt a shift in the timeline, but he can't pinpoint their location or bring them back)

also probably said this before but simeon is from the future, idk how far in the future bc he's still an angel, but his pfp is literally one of the "miss 'em" things and that's from season 2 of the anime which was in between seasons 2 and 3 of the og game

I'M NOT CRAZY I SWEAR

*ahem* my bad y'all

we've barely heard any characters talk about god at all except for mainly the brothers' discussion of their lives in the celestial realm, is he asleep like dia's dad??? like where is he

[frenchfrywrites]

Hello!!!

Idk if you did this already but could you please write om! Cockwarming hcs (Top reader)?

Any characters but pls, if you decide to do this, include Asmo!

Thank you and feel free to delete or ignore

Cockwarming hcs for the om! characters

MINORS DNI

Lucifer

Doesn’t see the point in it

But he is up for the challenge 💪

It takes 99% of his concentration

He’s trying so hard to keep his hips still and actually cockwarm you

He thinks he’s more composed than he actually is

He also thinks you can’t hear the way he’s whimpering and whining quietly every few minutes

Probably gives in to begging or moving his hips within a half an hour

Mammon

Either really loves cockwarming you or gets fussy about it

Depends on when you do it

Loves if you stay inside him after cumming, holding him close to you and keeping your cum plugged up in him

Gets so cranky if you use it as a form of edging

He’ll easily forget that he’s not supposed to be moving

If you decide to punish him every time he moves, he has a long night ahead of him

Levi

He can get whiny about it.. But most of the time he enjoys it

He likes cockwarming you when he’s gaming (not a surprise)

(it’s very fun to thrust into him suddenly while he’s playing and see if he can stay focused)

He gets whiny if you start playing with his nipples or touching his cock

Will accuse you of “cheating” 🙄

Whether or not he gives in to begging or moving his hips depends on how much attention you give him

Satan

Loves cockwarming and is good at it

He just likes having you inside him at any chance he can get

Doesn’t matter if you get him off or not, he is fully content with just sitting on your lap with your cock/strap inside him

You could mess with him all you want too

He won’t move his hips or beg he’ll just take whatever you give him happily

Lasts the longest consciously (see belphie for context)

Asmo

His one weakness

He’s good for a bit, keeping his hips still

But that does not last long

You’ll have to keep at least one hand on his hips at all times to prevent him from moving, because whether it be subconsciously or consciously, he will try to ride you

If you keep him still for long enough he’ll start crying due to frustration

Will try to tease you to get you to cave and fuck him

Beel

Man is in a pickle

He is trying So Hard to be good for you

But oh my god this sucks so much for him

He’d much rather ride you, and will tell you this, giving you puppy eyes and hoping you give in

But again, he wants to be good so he won’t move

He’ll just try to get you to give up on this whole cockwarming thing

Belphie

You already know what I’m going to say

He loves cockwarming while he’s sleeping

However! He hates it when he’s awake

When he’s awake he will start whining almost immediately (although it takes him a little longer to beg)

You have to hold his hips down too, because he will move them if you don’t

But when he’s asleep he’s a pro at it, and loves it so he lasts the longest unconsciously

Diavolo

He’s terrible at it but thinks it’s so much fun

By that I mean he enjoys cockwarming you, loves it, but will immediately beg and whine and try to move his hips

Every time you scold him about moving his hips he giggles a little and promises he’ll be good

That's an absolute lie. Two minutes later he’s back at it again

So yeah, he's having a great time, but in the end what y'all end up doing is not really cockwarming

Barbatos

He likes it sometimes

If you just want him to cockwarm you he finds it a bit humiliating or embarrassing (which he certainly doesn’t mind)

But if you end up cockwarming him after fucking he’s very keen to it

He’s very good at it, will obediently warm you for hours

You never have to remind him about keeping his hips still

He will however start to whine and beg quietly after a while

Simeon

Sucks at it and “hates” it

I put quotes around hate because he’ll say that, but he doesn’t mean it

It's just that any type of edging gets him overwhelmed, and this is no different

He’ll definitely try to move his hips and if you hold him still on your lap he might start crying

Absolutely begs that you fuck him, will not even hesitate for a second

Solomon

He loves it and he could be great at it, but he likes to tease you too much

He'll move his hips, and if you still them he'll instead turn to begging or whining

He's curious to see when you'll break

But if you get him to do it when he's not in a silly goofy (bratty) mood, he's really good at just warming you

He especially likes to cuddle and kiss you while cockwarming

[astaroth1357]

When the MC Won’t Pick Up the Phone: (Un)Dateables Edition 

Hey y'all, I'm really sorry for the long silence… The depression spell hit me way harder than usual this last time, had things in my life not been so fragile I probably would have considered some kind of extra treatment. It got pretty damn bad… But I'm doing better for now, took some rest and started on a big project for a different site just to take my mind off things. I hope to keep writing here too when I can but I’m just going to focus on myself for a little while, y’all. Sorry for making ya worry... 😥

Diavolo

Okay so "patience" and "Diavolo" don't really belong in the same sentence when it comes to MC.

You think Lucifer has it bad sometimes? Poor MC gets his neediness even worse.

It's not his fault, really, he just gets so lonely all the time and MC comforts that… But expect spam. And bribes. So many bribes…

Dia: Good morning, MC!

Dia: I have great news, I've ordered Barbatos to learn yet another human dish for you! French toast is what I believe it's called.

Dia: I'm no good judge of human food, would you like to come over and have a taste?

Dia: MC?

Dia: MC?

Dia: Are you alright?

Dia: Should I send help??

MC: Dia, sweetie, I'd love some French Toast but it's 4 in the morning…

Dia: Yes, and?

MC: … Give me an hour, please.

Dia: Okay! 😊

Barbs

This man's schedule doesn't give him the luxury of talking to the MC as much as he would like…

Communicating through text is honestly easier on them both, since it gives him a decent amount of time to respond between chores.

Cause he can't text all the time, he rarely gets upset if they don't respond for a while. Who is he to talk? Barbs prides himself for being a demon, not a hypocrite.

That being said, he gets a little disappointed if they don't answer his calls… He gets time for them so rarely, so he tries to make them count!

If the MC misses a call from Barbs, then they should call him back ASAP otherwise he'll feel unappreciated and get a little sulky…

Admittedly, sulky Barbs is still polite, but the MC can tell the difference between Hello (I'm happy to see you!) and Hello (this is my just job). Plus, Dia doesn't like it when Barbs is upset so best not do it, yeah?

Simeon

Alright so, Simeon is still hit or miss when it comes to all this technology stuff. He's gotten better! … But he still has his moments.

For that reason, Simeon mostly likes to just talk to them face-to-face or… Well by mail.

Would you think it's weird to receive an aged parchment, beautifully penned in gold ink from an angel's quill from a guy who lives, like, five minutes away tops?

Would you find it strange that these letters, romantic as they may look, are pretty much just daily gossip detailing the things that Luke and Solomon have been up to or asking how Lucifer is doing?

Would it bother you at all to get one of these every other day? And require a written response?

If not, congratulations. If so, well too bad. But hey, as soon as he figures out the camera feature you might start getting thumb-covered selfies! (Be nice to him, he's still learning).

Luke

Everybody's favorite little brother sends some pretty adorable texts! A lot of pictures of flowers, birds, or however his latest recipe came out.

But if he doesn’t hear from them in a while, poor kid just gets so worried…

Think about it, they’re all alone over there with a bunch of unpredictable demons! Who knows what could be happening whenever they don’t respond!!

To his credit, any time Luke can’t get ahold of MC, he doesn’t just spam them… He hauls ass over to the House or the closest demon brother like they’ve been missing for weeks and are down to their last drops of water!

Unfortunately, this annoys most of the House so then they all start nagging the MC to always respond to Luke’s texts as well… Basically, they just can’t ignore Luke - he worries waaay too much.

Solomon

Look, this is Solomon. If there's a message he wants the MC to see, they're going to see it.

He may send it by carrier pigeon.

He may write it in the clouds.

He may just pop his head through a portal and tell them himself.

But they're GOING to see it. There's no escaping this magic madman…

If Solomon really feels like they’ve been ignoring him, they’ll start finding his “messages” popping up everywhere in sometimes spooky ways...

Like finding a message scrawled into the fog of a bathroom mirror, but instead of creepy murder shit, it just says, “Call me! ♡”

When the cracks on the wall start reading, “You want lunch?” it’s time to just pick up the phone already. Trust me.

[spicytrashthe1st]

Obey me boys reation to Mc "heavy petting" them in public

Lucifer

Gives u the look tm.

R u gonna grow meek under his gaze? Fuck no. Double down, ruin him, 10 points if u get him to lose his composure.

Just imagine, y'all r at a student council meetin when u smooth a hand over his thigh until ur hands over his (unfortunately) clothed cock. Give it a good squeeze before u start rubbin at it. Take ur time, the goal isnt to make him cum in his pants in the next 5mins, no, the goal is to lull him into such a relaxed state that he doesnt pay attention to the meetin. Instead his eyes flutter close, pen dropping from his grip as he sinks into his seat. Fuck n when he finally looks at u again only to give u those eyes, those pleadin eyes w such a soft expression that so very rarely graces his face.

*sighs* hes such a sweet thing, its a shame that hes gonna lecture u for 3 hours after this.

Mammon

Squeaks but denies it later.

If u can get him off discreetly u deserve a reward. Man is a mess under ur hands like fuckin always. But lets just say y'all have been doin this for a while so he's not so jumpy when u get handsy. So y'all r at the casino, Mam's is havin a lucky night n hes got that dumb happy look on his face that makes u go all mushy. So u come up behind his seat, wrap ur arms around him n nuzzle at his neck. Ur hands wander down his chest n torso until ur hands frame his cock. He tenses, bitin his lip as his mind whirls, wonderin how far ur gonna go this time. Will u be content w just holdin him like this? Maybe you'll jerk him off under the table, or maybe you'll throw him ontop of it n fuck the shit outta him. Who knows.

Leviathan

Well, thats one way to kill him.

Says he hates it but asks u to do it again. So u take it slow. Its movie night and everyone has long fallen asleep, everyone except u too. Y'all r cuddlin on the couch, hes little spoon cause how can u not want to hold this man in ur arms? The hands wrapped around his waist start to get that itch, the itch to touch, to caress, to feel the heat of his fleash under ur palm. So u slither a hand up his shirt, his cute nipples r just too inviting so u pinch n rub n twist them until theyre hard. Ur other hand dips under his waistband to wrap around his quickly hardenin cock. Hes holdin his breath, tryin so hard not to make any noise as pleasure shudders through his body.

Satan

Proceed w caution, this man is a cat after all.

Usually y'all r in his room w him lyin against ur chest as he reads to u n u thread ur fingers through his hair. But sometimes y'all go to the library, and today this fucker has the audacity to look so fuckin good. I mean sure hes just leanin there readin to his hearts content. But a strand of hair is out of place n he just looks so good. So u grab him by his lapels n drag him into one of the rows, shovin him against the bookshelf before shovin a hand down his pants.

Asmodeus

U think ppl bein around is gonna stop this man? Pft. It could be a regular ol tuesday when he gives that look, that look that has u burnin for him. How can u not shove him against the nearest surface?

Beelzebub

So, ur a good christian right? U can keep ur hands to urself right? U can watch this man workout for hours, gettin all sweaty w his titties out without goin to have a taste right?

Belphegor

We all agree that the cow bitch has a somnophilia kink yeah? Well considerin the fucker is asleep most of the time feel free to grop to ur hearts content. Pull out his chair durin class n show all the lesser demons what his pathetic cock can do.

Diavolo

Two words, touch, starved.

Would love to have ur hands on him 100% of the time, but he gotta work so that cant happen...unless? Unless u take advantage of his free time inbetween, or u could just walk into one of his meetings order him to get outta his seat so he can sit in ur lap. Do not do this in front of Lucifer, or do, ur funeral...again, anyway, play around w his titties. Rip open his fuckin shirt n let those puppies breath.

Barbatos

Dude doesnt show it but he really likes ur touch, like to the point where he seeks u out.

Ma'am this is a kitchen, u make food here...but u also eat food here to n Barb is lookin like a snac. U dont want to interupt his work but damn. Maybe pull his pants down just a little, maybe pull his hips back n eat his ass a little?

Simeon

I can be ur angel, i can be ur slut uwu.

Either hed be like "whatre u doin senpai?" Or is the one to put ur hands on him. So desperate for ur attention, he needs u to touch him, make his body sing. Doesnt want to get caught but also kinda does.

Solomon

He's too composed, mess him up. Is this hard to do? Yes, but its rewarding.

[symphonicmetal101]

Over-Tired OM Boys HCs

Here's the initial thing that got me started thinkin bout the boys, but here ya go-

Lucifer

- this man, once he hits overtired, is extremely gullible, which is why he locks himself in his office until hes done what needs to be done

- also cannot keep a train of thought for more than 20 seconds and it drives him nuts

- and then he loses his focus even more because he's upset

- you tried knocking on the door once, and told him when you closed your eyes, you couldnt see and needed to go to the doctor

- man went from frustrated to concerned in a heartbeat, only after opening the door realizing how foolish he had just come across

- but now the door was open and you had access to him, and reluctantly he let you drag him to bed

- Will deny it ever happened, and if you bring it up, expect a punishment.

- Though he is grateful you made him rest so he would not become the laughingstock of his brothers

Mammon

- over tired bby will ramble until he forgot what he was talking about and space out for a solid ten seconds before snapping back

- it doesnt matter if you're listening intently or only half listening, he makes no sense what so ever.

- If you can record him without him noticing you (which is easy to do in this state) and play it back once he's rested he's either facepalming and blushy for the nonsense he spewed or he managed to pick out what he may have been trying to say and gets super excited, going off on another more understandable tangent.

- Gaming is a priority

Levi

- Sleeping is not

- Levi usually ends up just tired, not wired but dear lord when he does-

- All that energy and passion he pours into the way he speaks about anime and manga?

- Its physical now...oh and hes slightly more extroverted

- Though its a rare sight, over tired Levi works out and rambles about whatever it was that made him stay up that long, and hes doing it all in your room

Satan

- Over tired Satan is a rare sight, though it happens often, as he holes up in his room

- He gets an impulse to clean, and will tidy and clean and organize his books, though it never lasts

- and theres no escape, he will start crying if he feels you arent paying attention or if you're about to leave

- Depending on who you are, he either becomes 10000000% testier, or hes a giggly mess, there is no in between

Asmo

- Finds everything funny, but will get pouty if it came from someone he doesnt really like

- Over tired Asmo is rare, likely the rarest of all the boys to see, save for Barbatos

- but he is a chaotic little fucker

- dear god

- He will raid the fridge and pantry worse than Beel, specifically when hes on a diet-

- Then MC you're either in for one hell of a story from Asmo, most of them his not-so-proud drunk moments that he never talks about for that reason but he cant stop himself-

-his laugh sounds even more high pitched than normal, and a little maniacal, and he finds everything he says hilarious

- you will go on an adventure probably

Beel

- spaces out randomly, and also cries easily, dont point this put to him and say yes to his adventures, he'll change his mind a thousand times on the way- just go with it

- overtired Beel happens quite a bit, usually after the victory of a game and the adrenaline starts to wear off- and then he still has stuff to do

- but instead of "oh" and maybe a small laugh when he realizes what happened its more ".....oh" and then he looks like he's having an existential crisis

- you will have to physically lead him to bed after that, he's too busy thinking and slowly eating whatever is in his hand

- he snacks to keep himself awake, and poor himbo man is even more gullible than usual

- will want to cuddle, but wont ask when hes like this

Belphie

- out like a bulb immediately

- The Avatar of Sloth? Over tired? yes it happens unfortunately-

- He gets even grumpier than usual because he can’t sleep

- Then at night its just restless tossing and turning

- yes even the seemingly flawless butler gets overtired, but opposite of Asmo, he is far better at concealing it

- Usually happens when he intentionally sleeps through important meetings and days for Lucifer back to back to back

- It’s another excuse to hold you though, so he might make himself over tired more often

Barbatos

- You will see him stifle yawns

- And when given instructions, his eyes widen slightly with concentration as he whispers the instructions over and over under his breath so nobody can hear, but its clear his lips are moving

- he cannot be bribed

- he can be intimidated though, and how you ask?

- “threaten” to go tell Beel or Dia because you know full well if they were asked, they would carry Barb back to his quarters if you can’t do so on your own-

- no he will not sleep

- Usually that’s enough to convince him, but you have to stay near to make sure he doesn’t leave until he’s well-rested, otherwise he’ll leave as soon as possible and try to get back to work

- buuuut if you’re “on guard” or in bed with him- well he might have a few extra minutes or hours to spend with you

Diavolo

- overtired Diavolo is rather rare, as Barbatos is very strict with the prince's schedule

- Still though if Diavolo truly wants to keep going...all Barb can do is prepare for the future

- Which uh...just means being able to drag the prince to his quarters

- If you thought he was lively before, being overtired is kinda like giving caffiene to a squirrel for him

- Until he suddenly crashes....which, depending on how you like his company, can be unfortunate as his kick can last for hours

Simeon

- Simeon goes into zombie mode when he's overtired

- He hates to admit it, but it tales every oumce of strength to not fall asleep in the middle of classes

- Not that Luke would let him

- He's a little dazy, a little slow, but even just a power nap gets the angel going again

Luke

- Babie boy, don't stay up with the big kids-

- an overtired ten year old follows a certain progression

- grumpy, denial in need of sleep, chatterbox, chatterbox, chatterbox, chatt- oh he fell asleep in the middle of his sentence

- will not acknowledge anything in the morning, even as he walks out of his bedroom instead of the random place he slept, instead carrying on the conversation he left half finished the night before

Solomon

- hah

- he has spells

- who needs sleep?

- bastard also pushes himself too far, but disguises it with more ease than anyone else, at least until its just the two of you

- He tends to run his hand through his hair more often, fidgets more

- hes a little jumpy too, so continue with caution if you dont want to be turned into a frog-

Anyways, I know its been a hot minute since I posted anything really uh...substantial? I guess this will have to do?? I'm going to be travelling for a bit, so I apologize for slow updates, also dont have the patience to make a queue

Thank y'all for supporting me anyways, it means a lot!! Keep an eye out for the next OC Hunger Games~

Love ya!!

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[otakusheep15]

Hi, I’m Odette, she/her, looking for both a Obey Me and Twisted Wonderland match-up! 

I'm an ENTP borderline INTP, I feel more in check with my emotions than most XNTPs but, I also repress them for logical thinking anyways. My favorite colours are pink and green, but Pink is the main colour of my life everything I own is pink. I need people who are similar minded and I don't take anything less, I want someone who is logical and precise like me. I can be very vain and a perfectionist with prideful tendencies. Sad backstory time-trigger warning: child abuse 

My mom abandoned me until the age of 3, my father left me to be with my stepmother when I was in first grade, and my mom started getting verbally, emotionally, and physically abusive often locking me in my closet with no food for hours at a time for being not perfect at ballet and studying from ages 8 to 13. 

I like history fashion, sewing, drama, a lot of reading, I do ballet and I love classical music. I like hot tea and my favourite food is red velvet cake or shrimp scampi.  - 🦢

I match you with Simeon and Vil!

I'm gonna be splitting them up for this one since I have different reasoning for each, so sorry if this is long.

First, let's start with Simeon. He's very calm, level-headed, and he's smart with anything that doesn't involve technology. Simeon is also very creative, and it's easy for him to pick up on others emotions. I feel like he'd be a good counter to you in a few different ways. You very much remind me of Lucifer in the sense that you're both prideful and rather vain. Simeon is good at dealing with Lucifer, so I feel like he could also get along with you nicely. He'd be kind and nice, but he wouldn't let you get overly prideful without calling you out on it. However, he'd still be nice to you since that's just who he is.

I feel like he'd also be good at helping you handle any lingering feelings you might have about your past. Simeon is a great listener, and he gives amazing advice. He's gentle and kind, but he won't sugar-coat anything he tells you. He'd be blunt with his advice, but not unkind. In general, he'd just be very soft with you, and he'd be there whenever you need, even for the smallest of things. Simeon could hold his own in any situation you might put him through, and rarely would he ever get upset with you for anything.

As for your hobbies, you already know he'd be super into most of them. I guarantee you Simeon knows a decent amount of history considering how long he's been alive, so you could ask him anything history related and he'd probably have an answer. I feel like he probably also knows how to sew, and if not, he'd be a quick learner. Of course, Simeon is an author, so he likes to read, and I'm sure he has plenty of recommendations he can give you. Ballet and classical also seem like something he'd enjoy, especially if he were with you. Simeon can also cook very well, so he would absolutely make you all of the cake and scampi your heart could want.

Now, time for Vil. You two give off very similar vibes, and I think that's why y'all would be such a good match. Both of you like partners with a very similar personality as yourself, and you rarely settle for less. Vil himself can be rather prideful and vain, as is usually the nature of Pomefiore students. However, he is not one to let that get in his way, and he can be kind and open-minded if need be. Vil is also very, very intelligent and precise, which is exactly how he became so popular to begin with. He knows what he wants and how he wants it, and I feel like that's something you could appreciate.

As for your childhood, I'm not quite sure how he'd handle it. Obviously, he'd still a caring person to those he is close to, so he would not do something to purposefully upset you or remind you of those times, but I don't think he'd be the best person to go to if you're ever struggling and need proper advice. However, he is great at giving you distractions and taking your mind off of nay painful memories. Getting someone to relax is something I feel like Vil would be good at, and he'd so whatever it takes to get you to relax.

As for your hobbies, I could very much see him getting into them. Fashion is, of course, something Vil cares a lot about, so the two of you have plenty in common there. I feel like he'd also appreciate someone who can sew like yourself. Ballet and classical music are also two things I could see him enjoying, and he'd loves them even more if you were enjoying them with him. He may not be the best at cooking, but if him making your favorite foods would make you happy, he'd gladly try his best.

Rules for matchups

[diavolosthots]

May I request the undateables reactions to mc asking for permission to use their tongue while kissing? (Your doing great keeping up with us, remember to take a break if you need it 💜)

Its so hard to keep up with you guys sometimes y'all are really demanding 💀 my ask box is always full even after cleaning it out. I give y'all 7 hours and it's at like 100 requests its CRAZY how much you guys like my stuff ❤

THE UNDATEABLES reacting to MC asking permission to use their tongue while kissing

Diavolo:

A laugh escaped his mouth and he couldn't help but almost crack up. He didn't know why, it was just so cute to him. So wholesome and innocent. Never has he ever been asked for permission, "dear, you dont have to ask. But yes, you may." He'd still grin as he leaned back down to connect your lips once more

Barbatos:

His hands would tighten around your waist where they had been placed; what kind of question is that? His usual smile would graze his lips before nodding at you. Theres no need to get confused over such a tiny matter when he just wanted to battle your tongue right now

Simeon:

A blush would creep over his face at the question. He loved the ask for consent though; he probably would've asked you the same. With a still blushy face and a cheeky grin, he would dip back down to move his lips with yours once more

Solomon:

Oh he will laugh at you but only because he thinks thats the most adorable question ever. Were you worried he wouldnt like it? The thought was kind of endearing. " of course you can..." Please never ask again though because that low-key ruined the mood

[ruewrites]

Thrones are Built on Lies Chapter 13: A New King

AO3

Ship: Solomon/Asmodeus, Diavolo/Lucifer

Word Count: 5026

Warnings: Injury, Body Horror

A/N: Comments are appreciated! My inbox is always open for y'all.

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Solomon could feel both Simeon and Luke snickering as Asmodeus fussed over him. He straightened out his lapel, straightened his coat out, and double checked the cuffs of his jacket. He only stopped him when his hands went for his head.

"But I wanna see those pretty eyes of yours!" Asmo whined, trying to free himself from Solomon's hands around his wrists.

"Isn't it your brother's big day?" Solomon tutted, "You shouldn't be looking at me."

Asmo only responded with another whine and more squirming. With a roll of his eyes, Solomon twisted Asmo around and pulled his back flush against his chest. "I can push it back myself," he murmured against his ear, pressing kissing under his ear and down towards his neck. They were gentle and sweet and made Asmo close in on his neck and laughter escaped him. Solomon nuzzled in closer in an attempt to separate his shoulder from his cheek with a laugh of his own. The only thing stopping the pair was a gagging noise from Luke.

"Gross," Luke had his eyes covered with both hands, as he spoke, "Can't you do that some other time? Or maybe never?"

"You are in my room Luke," Solomon delivered one last loud kiss to Asmo's cheek, "But as you wish."

He nudged Asmo towards his door, "You need to finish getting ready too, I can take care of myself."

"I've already gotten ready! You think I would wake up late for my own brother's coronation? Please. I-"

"I know, I know," Solomon cut him off and repositioned the two of them so that they were face to face, "But I need to make sure I'm ready, and you are quite the distraction."

Asmo scoffed as Solomon tucked a piece of hair behind his ear, "As if. To me it would seem like you needed my touch!"

"Your touch is wonderful, but I'll relish in it later. For now," Solomon tilted his chin upwards so that they were making eye contact, "I must send you off. It's going to be a rather long day."

"Few days," Asmo corrected, "Normally it would be longer, but we have a celebration on our hands. Sure the whole kingdom wasn't allowed to come this time, but I suppose that the main sector will have to do."

It was almost like he forgot about the assasination attempts.

But Solomon didn't want to spoil his fun. Besides, the number of guards had been raised to keep an eye on things. Today was a day to celebrate, and next would be his own wedding. Time had slipped by them so fast.

Asmo leaned up to peck at his lips before pulling back and making his way down the hall. "I'll see you out there then!”

“I’ll be sitting with you,” Solomon called back, before returning into his room. He looked himself up and down in his mirror before pulling his bangs back slightly. It didn't look bad. It wasn't something he was used to, but he didn't mind it too much.

"So he liked it?" Simeon asked.

"I think I'm safe in saying that he did."

"It was quite a lovely dagger."

Solomon took a jar that Asmo had left behind and started to slick his bangs back in the mirror. He could see Simeon standing behind him ever so slightly in the mirror, Luke's head barely popped up on his other side.

"You've been glowing a bit yourself," Simeon continued, "Have you changed your opinions of him?"

"Yeah, you've gotten gross," Luke finished.

Oh Solomon would definitely be tucking things away for when Luke was older. "I suppose I have," he smiled, checking his hair over one more time. When he was satisfied, he stood up a little straighter, "I enjoy his company. He's a good man, and he has plenty of wonderful traits."

"See what happens when you put your work down for a few minutes?" Simeon moved closer and leaned over his shoulder, "You actually get to learn about people."

"Oh please spare me from having to tell you that you may have been right."

"I'll think about it."

Luke had gone about placing his things into Simeon's satchel and making sure he had everything in order. Solomon went over his checklist a few more times and made sure he was in order with Simeon before he prepared himself to leave.

"Are you ready?" Simeon asked, fastening Solomon's cloak into place.

"Ready to sit for hours on end to the point where my joints ache when I am allowed to move."

It was partially a joke, partially serious. Events like this aged him, or at least they made him feel old. Hopefully he got enough sleep the night before. Asmodeus had been insistent about spending time with him in the library. They talked about nothing really, but the moment was sweet. Asmodeus also still looked gorgeous in the light of a flame, especially with how it flickered in those beautiful amber eyes. If it hadn't been for Asmo's strictly scheduled routine, he probably would have stayed with him all night.

At least he could spend some sort of time with him today, even if that was just sitting in close proximity to him.

The main hall itself had been entirely transformed. Banquet tables stood in rows before him as servants rushed back and forth to finish any last minute touches under Barbatos' watchful eye. The curtains behind the throne were open for once revealing a grand staircase. Speaking of the throne, Solomon couldn't help but notice that it had been moved to an upper balcony along with two other seats. The others were still in their normal position, but spread out a little more. However, he didn't have time to question the change. Asmo had spotted him from the little crowd and immediately clung to his side once more. He scanned over Solomon’s appearance and his eyes lit up. He lingered on his slicked back hair for a moment before his fingers brushed against Solomon’s cheek.

“You look handsome,” Asmo purred, leaning into his side, “Too handsome, I thought you wanted me to focus on the coronation.”

“I’m sure you’ll find a way to cope,” Solomon replied, leaning over to press a light kiss on his forehead, “Where is the man of the hour anyways?

Asmo scoffed, as if he was offended by the question, “Well he has to make an entrance of course! What kingdom wants a boring king? If Lucifer had it his way this would be so much more straightforward. Luckily he could be convinced to add a little more flair.”

Solomon felt his smile grow a little wider as he listened to Asmo ramble on. He was like a small firecracker, bright and full of energy. Solomon could sit and watch him for hours. His passion was admirable, and every day Solomon felt more honored to be his fiance.

Hesitant citizens made their way inside, attempting to find a place to stand amongst the tables and decorations. The family members themselves had started to gather towards their positions to the front, Asmodeus dragged him towards the front and Solomon was aware of the eyes on him.

They didn’t know him.

The thought struck him once more. It made him squirm a bit. Solomon was the one with the power in his and Asmo’s relationship. It didn’t matter that his fiance had been born into the family, Solomon had a higher rank. In their eyes, Asmo was under his thumb and his word was law.

He dwelled on this for a moment until another thought struck him: how often did they get to see all of their royalty in a situation like this? Did they ever get to see the family together? How aware were they of the other siblings that weren’t the crown prince? Arcadia was secretive, but how secretive were they? Solomon himself hadn’t even been aware that Lucifer was married. For being such a large kingdom, it’s amazing how much they kept under wraps.

“Hey,” Asmo’s voice pulled him back to reality. When had he sat down? When did he get to his place on the platform? “Are you okay? You looked like you went away for a while.”

Solomon leaned into his comforting touch and let out a soft sigh, “I’m fine, just thinking.”

“You don’t have to think so much you know.”

“I wish I thought the same way.”

The other brothers had gathered closer, Mammon’s seat now sat closer to the center with Leviathan and Satan on either side of him. The twins sat on one end while Asmodeus and Solomon sat on the other. Solomon was close to Leviathan and Asmo was on the end. All eyes would be on them, well above them. Thinking of the staircase made Solomon realize how little of the palace he actually explored.

He was only a small pebble in the sea of Arcadia.

“I still can’t believe Lucifer was convinced to have an event this big,” Mammon leaned over towards Leviathan, “Like, we were all banned from visiting our own districts without guards, and now we’re having this big event.”

“I wouldn’t think you’d be one to complain about big events.”

“I ain’t complainin! I just think his mind changed a little quickly ya know?”

“It would be like him to move on from something quickly,” Belphie chimed in. The youngest prince looked like he was about to fall out of his seat, and his eyes were struggling to stay open. Beel moved ever so slightly to push his shoulders back in an attempt to keep him from toppling forward out of his seat.

“While I normally don’t hesitate to criticize our eldest brother, I would disagree,” Satan leaned forward, “Usually he’s rather steadfast in his decisions, I would say that someone has probably been chipping away at him for a while when it came to this, especially when the change was made so last minute.”

“Or it was made without him knowing.”

Solomon was almost startled from the way Asmo leaned over him to join in on the conversation.

Beel nodded along with Asmo’s words in silent agreement, but nothing more came from the conversation as they were abruptly interrupted by the sound of trumpets blaring. Solomon couldn’t help but turn around to look up towards the highest point. Azazel came into view first along with two servants, one carrying a scepter and the other a crown. Each of the items glittered in the lights filtering in from the stained glass windows. Diavolo followed through next, his smile shined better than the glinting gold that the servants had been carrying. He held out his hand taking Lucifer’s as he stepped out from the darkness, they shared a smile before Lucifer came forward. He stood tall next to his uncle, the very definition of a proud king in Solomon’s eyes.

The crowd quieted and looked up. All eyes were fixed on Lucifer.

"Citizens of the main court," Azazel's voice was amplified much louder than it should have been. Solomon was certain he used a spell, it was the only logical conclusion, "We gather here today for a momentous occasion. Today, your crown prince will be named king!"

He was certainly putting on a show. Azazel was acting a little more grandiose than what Solomon knew him to be. He was basking in the cheers and applause that erupted from the crowd, bathing in gratitude that was not meant for him. Azazel held up his hand, settling the crowd before continuing.

“Not too long ago now, we had to bury our great king, my own brother. But I know he’d be happy knowing that his son is his successor. Today is a day of celebration, and we will continue to celebrate as we finally pass on the crown,” Azazel gestured downwards, “Each of the sections of Arcadia have done their part in preparation for today. It serves as a symbol that even though we are many, Arcadia will always be one.”

He turned to Lucifer, who started to bow his head, “And now, without further ado, it is with great honor that I can finally place the crown atop Lucifer’s head.”

The entire hall held its breath as the crown rested on top of black locks. As soon as Lucifer raised his head, he took the scepter in his hands and turned to address the audience. "Arcadia, I stand before you today as your king. As such, I promise to uphold both you and your honor and that I will lead us into a prosperous and bright future. You have cared for me since the day I was born, and now it is my turn to care for you," he started. Solomon noted that his voice was not as amplified as Azazel's. Another figure stepped out behind Lucifer, a jar in hand. They wore long robes and their face was covered with a mask. They dipped their fingers into the jar and murmured a few words, moving towards Lucifer's forehead and then to each of his hands. Solomon could vaguely see the images being traced and for a moment he was taken back to his own coronation.

He could imagine all of the feelings running through Lucifer at the moment.

Solomon hadn't noticed the musicians gathering on the staircase until the remaining people on the platform had left and Lucifer took his seat with Diavolo and Azazel on either side of him. Asmodeus ascended to the center of them. He'd been so quiet, Solomon hadn't even heard his steps when he left his side.

Asmo looked up towards Lucifer who nodded and offered him a smile. It was the same reassuring one that he gave Asmo when Solomon first arrived in Arcadia. The musicians tuned their instruments and then the room went quiet. Then Asmo took his first breath.

Solomon had never been so captivated before. Each note that came out of Asmo's mouth was crisp and clean as they pierced the air. The song flew through the air like a dove and cradled him with the same warmth that Asmo held in his hands. Solomon couldn't pull his eyes away, he was almost completely turned around in his chair, craning his neck to catch a glance of his beautiful songbird.

He couldn't focus on the words. He couldn't understand the words, it sounded like another language to him but it didn't matter. His entire world narrowed down to Asmodeus. He was ethereal.

Was he still breathing?

He couldn't tell.

He started to come back to himself when the crowd started up again, clapping to celebrate the official crowning of their new king.

"You might wanna close your mouth there your highness," Mammon snickered, "You're gonna catch flies."

"Mammon! Don't be rude," Levi shoved at his shoulder.

Solomon quickly snapped his mouth shut. Had he been gawking? How long had he been in such a state?

***

Asmodeus hadn't been joking when he said the celebration would go on for days. This was an entirely different side of Arcadia that Solomon had never seen before. It was lively and bright. The streets were filled and decorated in beautiful colors. Canon fire from the navy marked the end of each day, and each time Leviathan nervously checked his watch counting down the second to when they were supposed to go off. Lucifer had also seemed to flip over a new leaf. He was all smiles and laughter. He was warmer than the man who had greeted him here in Arcadia.

He was open enough that Solomon felt comfortable enough to finally approach him.

"You're starting to resemble Diavolo."

Lucifer chuckled as he brought the wine glass down from his lips, "He has rubbed off on me I suppose. It's hard to not be infected by him."

"I suppose I know the feeling." Solomon adjusted his focus to the little group in the distance. Once again he found himself captivated by Asmodeus who was in a rather lively conversation with Diavolo.

"I look forward to ruling by his side, he makes me a better man," Lucifer said, "He's one of the best men I've ever met."

"Are you nervous at all about taking the throne?"

Lucifer hummed in contemplation, allowing his wine to roll in his chalice, "A little, I think, but I do have quite the group by my side. I know my uncle does not share my opinions, but I wouldn't want anyone else beside me when I already have my brothers and my husband."

He was a little envious. Solomon had been virtually alone when he took the throne. Lucifer was lucky to have the support he had, so incredibly lucky. Of course he'd had Simeon, but that was it. In comparison, Solomon's life was very lonely.

"I think that you are absolutely correct, you are an incredibly lucky king, Lucifer. Incredibly Lucky."

Solomon turned his head and met Lucifer's gaze. He nodded, and a silent understanding passed between them.

They were two kings with two very different backgrounds.

Two incredibly different lives.

Two different histories.

Yet, now they both held one mutual respect for each other.

Solomon understood so much more than when he had first come to Arcadia. He had been an invader to this family, someone who was coming in to take one of their own away.

Lucifer cared for his brothers, and Solomon was taking Asmodeus away.

Solomon wouldn't always be in Arcadia, and Asmodeus would be going with him.

"Arcadia is lucky to have you."

They're lucky to have you.

His eyes went over to scan the crowd once more. Luke was holding up a piece of cake excitedly towards Simeon, Barbatos standing not too much farther behind. He also caught the glances that Simeon threw towards Barbatos and it was something that he quietly tucked away in the back of his mind. Azazel was off to the side conversing with a few of the servants. Beel was loading his plate full of food from the table, standing in between Levi and Mammon who were lightly jabbing at each other, Satan seemed to be attempting to get Belphie to join their little group, and Solomon swore he caught the slightest of smiles on the younger's face.

Everything was perfect.

The minstrels struck up their instruments once more. Diavolo's ears perked up and his head immediately snapped towards Lucifer, his expression nothing short of elated as he strode his way across to close the distance. "It's our song," he grinned before bowing down and offering his hand.

"They are indeed," Lucifer then turned to address Solomon, "It seems I must bid you adieu for now." Then he allowed Diavolo to whisk him away without a second thought.

Solomon admired them for a moment. They glided like a singular being. Diavolo seemed to be nothing but adoring, and Lucifer's face was the fondest he'd ever seen it. When he first came here, he didn't think it was possible for royals to form deep romantic connections. Yet the bond between Diavolo and Lucifer was undeniable. Every touch between them held a secret meaning and every look held a deeper conversation. They were two halves of the same whole.

Maybe destiny did bring people together.

Perhaps there was such a thing as soulmates.

Solomon's gaze drifted back towards Asmodeus. He was also gazing at the couple longingly, and finally Solomon understood why. It wasn't until he had gotten close to him and held out his hand that Asmodeus noticed him.

"You mentioned you liked dancing once. Would you indulge me?" Solomon asked.

Asmo didn't even take a single second to think. He took Solomon’s hand and almost removed his arm in his rush to join some of the other dancing couples. Solomon swore he caught a glance of Levi approaching one of the knights. Once he composed himself, he let Asmo decide what position he wanted to take.

Nimble arms wrapped around his shoulders and held on tight. He hoped his steps were confident enough. It wasn't often that he danced for pleasure.

"You're stiff," Asmo noted as they twirled between other couples.

"I remember mentioning that I haven't danced much," Solomon was trying to keep the tone light despite how nervous he currently felt.

"Well you'll have to fix that before our wedding," Asmo giggled, pulling Solomon into a twirl. That earned his fiance a smile. Despite the position he took to dance in, he still wanted to have a little bit of the lead, and Solomon wasn't about to start complaining.

"I will certainly try to, for you," Solomon moved his thumbs over him, gently caressing the skin he could reach, "Will you sing at our wedding? You have a beautiful voice and I'd love to hear you sing for me again."

"Oh I would love to!" Asmo squealed, "Even if not at our wedding, I'd enjoy singing for just you. Although, I might pick a different song."

"And why do you say that?"

Asmo pondered the thought before he spoke again, "Well, the song we used at the coronation is an old Arcadian story about the first ruler of Arcadia. It talks about how ancient deities took pity on them after they lost everything. They gave them magic and still stay with the royal line to this day, or at least that's how the song goes."

Pity?

This version was different from the one that Solomon had read. He'd heard that it had been a gift, but one of pity?

"Does it include the Heart?"

They twirled again.

"Another section. It's my favorite part," Asmodeus sighed, "It's a love story. Well, a tragedy… A tragic love story. Two people fall in love. A love so wonderful that it transcends the very fabric of existence itself. They're destined to be together in this life and any one that comes after." He leaned closer against Solomon, head close to his chest. Solomon swore he could hear the soft thud of his own heart. "However, one of them dies. There's different variations on how, but in all their love is still distraught. So, the royal takes a dagger and cuts out their own heart and fuses it with their dead lover so that they may live on together forever. To this day the Heart of Arcadia still beats beneath the land, bringing life to all," he finished, "I think it's beautiful. Knowing that you're that dedicated to someone, knowing that someone loves you that much."

Solomon caught his faze wandering again and followed. He was looking at Diavolo and Lucifer again. Diavolo was laughing as Lucifer rolled his eyes, but the smile on his face betrayed his true feelings. Asmo clenched the back of Solomon's collar a little tighter.

After a few moments of silence, Solomon spoke up, "They're happy together."

"Incredibly so. They're perfect."

There was that edge of longing again.

Solomon cleared his throat, "Asmodeus, you are aware that I meant what I said in the woods, back when I gave you your gift?"

The skeptical look Asmo threw his way said otherwise, "You didn't just say it because I was kissing you? People say rash things in the heat of the moment."

He shook his head, "No. I'm sure I meant it. I do genuinely think I'm falling in love with you. I don't know how you charmed me but here I am."

"You promise?"

"On my honor."

He felt Asmodeus' muscles relax. Solomon hadn't even been aware that he was tense. They continued to dance together well into the next couple of songs. Every now and again the two

Would start up a new conversation, and the longer they danced, the more confident Solomon became in his footing. Dare he think it, but he was actually having a bit of fun dancing.

***

It happened as the celebration was ending.

Asmo was curled up on his arm, whispering quietly into his ear as they waited for Lucifer to make his final remarks to end the ceremony.

The family was gathered together, preparing to send everyone off back to what was considered normalcy. They'd go back to empty streets and quiet days. Back to staying inside palace walls.

He was just about to lament their return to normalcy when the glass above them shattered. It took his brain a while to catch up with him as the stained glass window rained down upon them. He vaguely felt himself go to cover Asmodeus as the shards hit the pavement.

“Lucifer!”

The voice drew Solomon’s attention. He turned his head just in time to watch Diavolo throwing himself in front of Lucifer, engulfing him in his arms. Screams were deft to his ears. They sounded so far away as the crowds scattered and the guards tried to calm them.

But the image that would stay ingrained in his mind for years to come was the arrow that pierced Diavolo’s back.

His mind tried to take in too much at once. The way Diavolo and Lucifer’s eyes met. The confusion and horror written on the king’s face.

Mammon was the first to jump into action. He bolted off, pushed past the crowds and out into the streets. Asmodeus, scrambled out of his arms and was quick to follow in pursuit, and Solomon found himself in hot pursuit.

His legs were moving without him, he was deaf to the voices of the others and the guards telling them to wait. He couldn’t stop. He wouldn’t stop. Confusion quickly turned to anger. How could they? How dare they? Mammon was pulling ahead, but Asmo was staying hot on his heels. The closer Solomon came to him, he saw hot angry tears brimming at his eyes.

Out of every person in the crowd, out of every one of them, Diavolo was the least deserving of death.

Diavolo was a kind man. He tried to make Arcadia feel like home. That arrow had been trained on Lucifer, and Diavolo wasn’t about to let his husband take the fall. The image of them dancing together crossed his mind again, then them sitting at breakfast. Images kept flashing in his mind.

Something blurred past his vision, hopping off one of the buildings and ducking back into an alley.

Mammon didn’t need to process, his heels turning sharp into the alley in pursuit of the invader. There was a crash, dust flew up from the ground as Mammon grappled with the assailant. The three of them didn’t say a word, not even as Mammon slammed the figure against the wall. His teeth were bared. “I should kill you myself. You low life piece of shit,” he growled, Solomon swore his eyes were glowing, and he had no intention on stopping Mammon from whatever he had planned “What gives you the right to-”

As quickly as the anger flared, the words died on his tongue as the hood fell to the side.

Something was incredibly wrong.

The mouth was a little too wide.

There were too many teeth.`

Too many rows of teeth.

The skin had a sickly greenish tint.

The texture looked too rubbery

The pupils and the irises were ovular.

This was wrong. It was incredibly wrong.

The creature tried to let out some attempt at a gurgle, eyes narrowing and coming into focus. Was Mammon too close or was the sun hurting it’s eyes? Was it human? Or was it something else entirely? Strength seemed to be a weak point in it. Or was it just confused?

“What the hell?”

They were the last words before the guards came rounding the corner after them. Solomon had to wonder if they had the same thoughts running through their heads. Finally one of them stepped forward. “My lords, we’ll take it from here,” he said, “Please step away from… from the suspect.” He was at a loss for words just as the rest of them were. Mammon, while in shock, struggled with the idea of letting someone else take them from him and the guard stepped closer.

“My lord, please step away,” the guard’s voice was more forceful this time.

Finally Mammon let go, but not before shoving his prisoner against the wall, “Make sure it suffers Henry.” His voice cracked. Asmodeus nodded in agreement, and Solomon found himself mirroring him.

Whatever the creature was, it did deserve to suffer for making Diavolo fall.

Solomon did not consider himself a vengeful man, but he craved bloodshed. He wanted to avenge his friend.

“I assure you that we will find a suitable punishment,” Henry motioned for his men to detain the creature, “But my job now is to also escort you three back to the palace.”

With adrenaline pumping through his blood, the three of them were guided back to the palace grounds. The crowds were completely dispersed. Decorations were scattered, broken, and dulled on the ground. Tables were overturned. Food laid wasted. Doors were locked tight.

Had they even had a celebration?

Lucifer was on the ground, stroking back Diavolo’s hair. His lips were moving, but Solomon couldn’t make out any words. Leviathan was close to his one side and Beel was on the other. Belphegor’s expression was unreadable, he seemed to be somewhere else far from where he was. Azazel stood behind Lucifer looking down at him as a healer and a stretcher came before them. Diavolo himself appeared to be teetering on the edge of consciousness as his eyes were fixed on Lucifer. A dark crimson puddle dripped from him and onto the ground below.

Lucifer seemed reluctant to give up his husband, but Solomon didn’t think he had a choice.

Slowly, Solomon let his gaze wander upwards. Lilith’s window was shattered. The first shotey had been so crude. Why had the second one hit? Why didn’t they move? They’d been taken completely off guard.

Slowly Solomon reached out to intertwine his fingers with Asmo’s. He wasn’t sure whether he was attempting to give comfort or looking to receive it. Whatever the case, Solomon felt Asmo squeeze his hand.

For the first time in a while, Solomon found himself being left with more questions than answers.

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Stoner obey me headcannons

Levi has a massive bong just for his room, and he hasn't changed the bong water in 2 months

Beel rolls the fattest cones that'll put you in a coma

Barbatos obviously makes the best edibles

Asmo would use sm hemp products and would mostly use oils

Belphegor smokes exclusively Indicas

Solomon introduced asmo to adding other types of magical herbs to his regular herb and one time asmo went to go grab snacks and came back 5 hours later with 5 shopping bags and he said it was because he forgot to ask what snack Solomon wanted

Asmo is a chatty stoner

Satan smokes out of a long pipe in the library while he reads

Satan is the most knowledgeable in strains out of the brothers

Diavolo likes smoking in the throne room, makes him feel like a bad bitch

Simeon has the lowest tolerance, but never greens

These are just some of my headcannons if y'all have any I'd love to hear em :)

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