#swd otome

[tsukii0002]

Levi: Mc!!!! Mammon won't give me my money back

Mc: Mammon either give Levi his money back or stop asking him for money.

Later that day

Belphie: Mc, Lucifer won't stop sending me work that I don't have to do.

Mc: Lucifer!!! Stop bringing you extra work and you Belphie do your fair share!!!

A couple of hours later

Solomon: Mc! Asmo won't let me wear my wizard cape!

Mc: *sighing* Asmo let everyone dress the way they want to dress, ok?

A while later

Luke:*crying* Mc!! Beel has eaten the cake I had just made!!!!

Mc: Beel!!! What did we say about eating Luke's sweets without permission????

After all day resolving other people's conflicts

Mc: Can't you do anything on your own?!!!!

Barbatos: *standing next to Mc with a smile* ….

Mc: Barbatos?

Barbatos: Mc, the young master keeps touching my exclusive tea pots.

Mc: …

Mc: All of you do this on purpose, don't you?

Barbatos: ...

Mc: *sighs* Diavolo!!!!

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[onyourowndaisymae]

don't mind me... just thinking about the demon brothers slowly dropping the rest of their roster for you as they fall head over heels...

lucifer // mammon (you are here) // levi // satan // asmo // beel // belphie -- others coming soon, NSFW warning below, gn!reader

mammon, who falls for you slowly, then all at once. whose taunts and general disregard for your safety lessen after he forms a pact with you. suddenly he's finding excuses to linger in your doorway, to join conversations you're having with beel or levi just to make sure you're not getting too friendly with them. he's greedy with you. watching his brothers mingle with you sparks a strange sense of protectiveness in him he doesn't bother to hide.

mammon, who naturally gravitates towards you. he understands the need for alone time, but more often than not his free days are spent by your side. he still loves the casinos and the parties, but nowadays he's trying to convince you to join or not going at all. poker's not as fun when you're not by his side, breathing onto his neck as you strain to get a peek at his cards. clubs are only worth going to when you'll join him on the dancefloor, hips swaying against his to the music. it's hot. he's addicted and he doesn't even feel guilty.

mammon, who doesn't even realize he's been ignoring his usual friends with benefits arrangements. the people in his phone have been sending their usual late night texts, and he swipes them away on instinct. his eyes glaze over as he scrolls through naughty photos in his messages. what was once enticing now simply seems dull, and he doesn't know why-- or, at least, he won't admit it to himself. he'll head out occasionally to meet a succubus he knows, but the encounters seem less fulfilling nowadays.

mammon, who fucks his fist to the thought of you. sweat drips down his face as his movements grow desperate, pausing to spit into his hand just so he can get lost in the idea of his palm being your hot, tight little hole clenching around his cock. his panting is loud, aimless calls of your name echoing through his room. his hips buck steadily into his clenched fist. all he can think about it what it would feel like to have you under him, bent over the hood of his car, your moans like music to his ears as he fucks you until you can't speak. he imagines the way you'll gasp as he slips inside of you, your whines when he slows his pace to a crawl to feel his cock drag against your walls, the way you'll cry out in pleasure when he slams back into you and fucks you as feverishly as he wants. cum spills all over his fingers and stomach, painting his hot skin white when he finally reaches climax, shaking a little in desperation as he realizes how badly he's craving you.

mammon, who can't get off to the thought of anyone else. every explicit video, homemade or otherwise, is just a cheap imitation of you. he's not above searching for videos with performers that look like you, that do the things he wants to do to you or vice versa. he hangs out in your room on a regular basis only to retreat back to his den hard and aching against his jeans. he satisfies himself night after night with toys and his hands until, finally, the pieces fall into place and you end up underneath him during a movie. he feels dizzy as he slides into you, your soft noises making the moment feel ethereal in the low light. his couch squeaks a little as he thrusts into you, but he can't bring himself to notice anything outside of the way your lips fall open, the way your body squirms under him, the way he will never be able to get off without thinking of this moment again.

[kpop-otome-yandere-here]

Random narrator: “This is Mc. Mc loves their personal space.”

*Asmo hugging Mc tightly*

Random narrator: “This is Asmo. Asmo also loves Mc’s personal space.”

[jemjams02]

Mammon Relationship Stuff :p

no gender/genitals mentioned! contains NSFW

thank u anon for making me remember I have free will and can gnaw at my enclosure while Mammon stands on the other side of the bars, visibly afraid

Mammon constantly has his hands on you. He HAS to be touching you; a hand on the hip, arm around the shoulders, hand in the back pocket, etc. If it's not his hands, it's his whole body, he'll press against you just to feel you there

Speaking of hands, Mammon's are pretty! Perfectly manicured, and with many rings on his fingers. He often gives you one of his rings to wear! An innocent gesture in your eyes, but to him, it's just practice for when he gives you your own special ring (wink wink)

He can't say no to you. You don't even have to give him any puppy-dog eyes, he'll do pretty much anything the first time you ask! He's absolutely whipped for you, and would kill someone if you asked.

If he could, he would whisk you away to a secluded place forever. He wants you all to himself! He can't help his greed, ESPECIALLY when it comes to you. Anything you're willing to give him, he'll take and take, and sometimes he just wishes you could give him and only him your attention.

Not a sharer, and will consistently invite himself to your plans (especially the ones with his brothers). He has to make sure nobody tries to steal you away!

NSFW

Sex with Mammon happens almost every night, he honestly doesn't sleep very well without you bouncing on his cock for at least an hour before bed

Desperate to make you cum, whether it's in his mouth/on his face, on his cock, or inside him. He needs it, he's greedy for your pleasure, and sometimes will ignore his own hard-on to work your sex until you're crying and begging for him to fuck you properly

LOVES having you sit pretty on his cock! He loves using his demonic strength to push and pull you up and down his shaft; sometimes slow and teasing, and sometimes he bounces you on his cock with reckless abandon, loving the way you writhe and shake in his grip at his merciless pace.

LOUD LOUD LOUD this man cannot shut up once he's got you in his bed. If he's not yapping, he's moaning like a bitch in heat. You just feel so good!!! Constant streams of praise and compliments fall from his lips as you squeeze around him just right

Master of aftercare, he just needs a second to breathe. If you're up for it, he'll run a bath and soak with you for a while as he uses a warm washcloth on your more sensitive areas

Biter, absolutely a menace. Since Mammon made you his, you don't walk around without a few dozen marks on your body at any given time, it looks like you were attacked by a pack of wild dogs

Likes dressing you up all pretty for him, only to tear whatever cute lingerie/underwear he bought you to shreds. Likes seeing makeup get ruined by your tears as he makes you cum for the upteenth time, and he WILL have you wear jewelry (and only jewelry), his favorite color on you is gold, obviously

LOVES cumming inside, it fills him with a sense of satisfaction to see his cum filling you. He's claimed you, inside and out,

[momosodapuffs]

I get the feeling that when mc tries devildom fruit for the first time the brothers would be like "this one's safe for humans 🙄😁" and then the fruit makes mc trip balls for like 3 hours

[incorrect-quotes-4-u]

Obey Me Quote#2

Mammon: *nudges MC at 3am* Pretty fucked up that we depict the moon as a girl and the sun as a boy. They're just floating rocks in space. MC? Wake up, MC! Listen! They're sexless! MC: The sun isn't a rock, go back to sleep.

[6mmad]

inspired by special treatment chat

[still-a-morosexual-help]

Despite how possessive Mammon can be, when it actually comes down to it, he's so laid back? Like, it's always MC's choice. He's so not forceful.

Mammon & Levi are both script writers/directors in the Film Festival Event. Both are tasked with deciding whose love interest MC will be. Levi writes them as his love interest without consulting the others and states that the director's word is law. Mammon doesn't write who the love interest is and instead leaves the script open ended, expecting MC to ad lib it at the end.

In S2, he's the only one that doesn't ask MC to the dance. He very vaguely hints at wanting to go with MC & then waits for them to ask, if they don't take the hint, he drops it & doesn't ask them.

In S2, when he sees MC making the move and kissing Lucifer, he looks upset but doesn't say a word about it. He stays silent and lets them have their moment.

In S2, after he gets cursed and comes, extremely strongly, on to MC he apologizes to them later despite it being in no way his fault

Even when they finally sleep together (in s2) he asks MC to take the lead and tell him what to do.

[the-scythes-pen]

Shining Silver (Lucifer x Reader)

Soft lucifer propaganda

"I... ahh... (Y/N) (L/N), being of... a-ah... the three realms..." you squeezed your cunt around his cock; hand moving to cup his cheek and encourage him to look at you, "offer my soul... to the demon before me."

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"Are you sure about this?"

His voice was serene, gentle and full of love and concern. You swore you had never seen his eyes so soft before.

"I'm sure." You said with a soft smile of your own, and Lucifer was swift to capture your lips with his own; his fingers digging into the meat of your thighs as he pushed them back and down into your abdomen even more- his thick cock parting your slick lips and sheathing itself within you.

Your lips danced in a heated battle; unable to get enough of the other as if you two weren't already intertwined absolutely. Your cunt clenched around his cock, squeezing him to get him to start moving. But he didn't respond, only leaning deeper into your body as if he truly did want to merge as one with you.

It was only when he pulled away from you did he start the slow draw of his hips, setting the pace agonizingly slowly as he forced you to savour every inch of his cock.

His lips reconnected with your jaw, tongue swiping at your flesh before he sucked a little on the spot; moving down to a place high on your neck next and repeating the action. Your hands came up to entangle themselves in his raven-black hair, only moving slightly when you felt the slow but gradual protrusion of scale-y horns emerging on his head. You were quick to stroke them, lovingly running your fingers and palms over both appendages as you felt every nick and smooth scale in detail.

The drag of his cock within your walls was agonizingly delicious; you just wanted him to pound you, to drive you into the bed and make you scream for him over and over- yet this slow, loving pace was so good, you never wanted it to end.

His pace only picked up the further he traveled down your neck, sucking and licking your flesh all the way down until he stopped by the base of your neck. You felt fangs graze your skin- sending a shiver down your entire being. Your body was screaming with need, just wanting him to take the plunge, yet something in the back of your head told you not to submit. To fight it. To fight him.

"Relax." He mumbled into your flesh, pulling away to gaze at you with half lidded eyes. "Your natural instinct will be to run. But I need you to fully submit yourself to me if we are to do this."

You nodded; a jolt of pleasure suddenly running through your core as a soft pair of fingers rubbed over your clit. Your eyes screwed shut momentarily, and you could feel his cock twitch inside of you. You opened your eyes to give him a sloppy smile.

"I love you, Lucifer." You said as you wrapped your arms around his neck. "Take me."

The thrust of his hips picked up speed, driving into you deliciously as his hand pulled away from your clit, leaving you clawing at his shoulders for the loss of stimulation.

But his hands moved underneath you, and in one swift motion you were easily lifted into the demon's arms; he turned away from his bed and slammed your back into the nearest wall, roughly thrusting himself into your wet cunt as he panted into your neck. Wet slapping sounds filled the room, your juices spilling out onto the floor below.

"Lucifer..." you murmured, "start it."

He took a moment, but he pulled his face away from the crook of your neck, eyes closed and face loose with pleasure. He tightened his jaw, willing himself to open his eyes and hold your shining gaze.

"I, Lucifer Morningstar..." he took a sharp breath, "Avatar of Pride..... ngh..." his thrusts picked up more speed, "Son of the Holy Father..." he gritted his teeth, "offer to join with... ngh... this being before me."

Fuck, you could feel your orgasm quickly approaching. And Lucifer was only going faster.

"I... ahh... (Y/N) (L/N), being of... a-ah... the three realms..." you squeezed your cunt around his cock; hand moving to cup his cheek and encourage him to look at you, "offer my soul... to the demon before me."

You could feel magic flare up around the two of you; Lucifer grabbed your hips and stumbled away from the wall, slamming his hips into yours as jet black feathered wings moved to envelop you.

His face buried once more in the crook of your neck, his cock kissing your deepest parts with every ecstasy-laced thrust. You felt his fangs once more graze over your flesh.

Your nails dug into his back, your hips tightening around his waist as he pushed himself into you. And as you felt the coil of pleasure begin to snap, you leaned your body right against his, causing his breath to hitch.

You felt it. The sinking of fangs into your flesh; a stinging pain as your head suddenly felt light. But the pain came on too late to stop your orgasm; and you let out a loud, pleasure filled moan as you came on your lover's cock. Lucifer continued to fuck you through the orgasm to drag it out as long as possible.

It felt heavenly. The pleasure from your cunt and the sensations his cock continued to pump into you seemed to flow through your veins- it seemed to attach itself to every corner of your body as you fell limp in the demons arms, drunk on the pure euphoria of sexual pleasure.

You couldn't feel much else- but you were hyper-aware of the demon's cock inside of you. It felt like your senses were heightened wherever his cock touched you, while your other senses turned off everywhere else. You could feel thick ropes of cum paint your insides; you could feel the drag of his cock as he fucked his cum deeper into you. You could feel every twitch- every pulse of his member as he fucked you through your everlasting orgasm and through his own.

After what felt like an eternity, his face pulled away from your flesh as the thrusting of his hips slowly came to a standstill. He kept his eyes shut; breathing heavy from such a lovely orgasm and the rushing feeling of you inside of him. His wings moved even closer to you as he simply hugged you into his form.

Now that his fangs had been removed from you, your body was starting to come back to itself. You no longer felt every little inch of his cock still sheathed in you; every little drop of cum that soaked your walls and threatened to spill from your puffy lips. Your senses gradually returned to normal, and only now did you become aware of the lighter feeling within you, and the dull pain in your neck.

You kept yourself buried in him; your face in his shoulder and body slumped against him.

You felt weak, but complete. Soft hands moved to stroke your back gently, as if comforting a small child as Lucifer moved backwards towards his bed.

"Come on, love. You need to rest properly."

You mumbled something incoherent into his flesh, causing him to chuckle before prying your koala-like body from his own and placing you onto the soft mattress of his bed.

He was quick to climb in with you, scooping you back into his embrace and placing you on one set of wings, while the other set moved to wrap around you once more.

He held you close, simply steadying his breathing and enjoying the pure warmth your body emitted. His entire being tingled with power; with something new. And while it was a strange feeling indeed, he could proudly say he loved it- because it was you. It was your soul fusing with him. It was the two of you becoming one.

He couldn't help the soft smile that graced his lips at the thought. He couldn't wait for you to come to and feel it yourself.

Leaning down, he brushed his lips against the top of your head, earning a small hum from you as you nuzzled into his chest. His hand idly dragged through your hair, fingers gliding through locks softly and occasionally stopping to rub into your scalp.

He loved you. And now, the two of you had been bound for eternity.

[imk1ra]

Y/n, holding a python: Guys I impulsively bought a snake, what do I name him

Lucifer: You did WHAT–

Satan: William Snakepeare

[etcrow]

MC: "I love you, MC" said the evil demon who smashed me to death with a hug

Belphie: I already tell you I am sorry

MC: said the evil hug serial killer

Belphie: *exasperated noises*

[tsukii0002]

Satan: *quietly entering Mc's room in the middle of the night*

Mc: *sleeping like a log while hugging a stuffed animal of their own size*

Satan: …

Satan: *with a murderous face picks up the stuffed animal and throws it angrily against the wall*

Mc: *frowning at the lack of the stuffed animal*

Satan: *crawling into their bed and taking the stuffed animal's place*

Mc: *hugging him and smiling*

Satan: *happy angry demon noises*

In the morning

Asmo finds Satan and Mc cuddling while sleeping peacefully in an adorable position.

Asmo: … *taking out his phone and taking a picture* I found Satan, Lucifer!!! He's in Mc's room again!!!!

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[onyourowndaisymae]

"is... is that my sweater?"

satan notes the lethargic way you look up from your book, watching heavy eyelids lead a slow blink. whatever dusty tome lies in your hands has clearly lured you halfway to dreamland-- and from the looks of it, your cozy attire and the crackle of the nearby fireplace didn't seem to help much, either.

"huh?"

"are you wearing my sweater?" he asks, softer this time.

you let your head fall down to your own chest. you stare at the familiar green sweater on your body for a few moments before lifting your head.

"huh?" you repeat, too tired to comprehend the question for a long moment. then, "... oh. yeah."

a warm chuckle rumbles in his chest as he comes closer. satan had been looking for his sweater all day-- left only in a black undershirt, because it was more about the principle of finding it than needing it-- but he had been wholly unaware he'd left it in your room earlier that day. he couldn't bring himself to regret it, though. you look quite cozy cuddled up on the library sofa like that, swaddled in a blanket and his scent, lost in some book like a vision from an old painting. how he wishes he'd been a little quieter entering the library-- maybe he could have snapped a photo of you like this for himself.

as your lover, satan knows he should probably escort you to bed for a proper rest. but a selfish part of him wants to bask in this scene longer, to let the storm that rages in him find solace at this little slice of heaven. it's odd for a demon to crave peace like this. you've domesticated him in that way-- like a feral cat off the street finding comfort in a stranger's apartment, you've lulled him into a sense of contentness he didn't think he'd find in this lifetime.

oh, what a wonder you are.

"do you mind a little company?"

you nod, sleepily, yawning through what was intended to be a verbal response, but satan's at your side before you make yourself try again. his hand finds your shoulder and coaxes you to sit up. with a little adjusting, he slides into the space behind you and urges you to lean back into his chest. his legs stay on either side of you-- it's warm, comforting, doing nothing to help you stay awake. but it doesn't seem like satan minds your drowsiness.

his eyes fall to the nearly discarded book in your hands. emerald eyes scan over the words. they're familiar, causing a curious itch in his brain that lingers for a few seconds before his epiphany.

"is this... that book i read last week?"

"mhmm. i wanted--" another yawn, "-- to understand what you were talking about, but... i got sleepy."

he understands now. his sweater on your warm body, the library couch, the low fire nearby-- you're indulging in a small taste of his world.

what did he do to deserve someone as wonderful as you?

"i can read it to you, if you'd like," he murmurs, low and quiet. if you wanted the full experience, he'd give it to you-- complete with a nap in his arms. it's selfish, though. he really just wants an excuse to admire you up close, to lose himself in thought about how much he truly, deeply adores you. sometimes the sensation is so overwhelming that it shows on his face in flushed cheeks and soft eyes-- and that is a little too embarrassing to be caught with by anyone, but especially by you.

when you snuggle into his chest, he begins to read from the top of the page where you left off. it doesn't take long for your breathing to even out, your body to grow still and heavy in his grasp. he slides the bookmark between old pages where you originally left off. satan predicts you'll forget most everything he read to you by the time you wake up.

his mind wanders to the soundtrack of your peaceful breathing. he's grateful for lazy days like this. being able to bask in your presence is a gift. to know that you yourself were creating a similar experience by hiding away in one of his favorite reading spots, well... he's lucky you're asleep, as the flush on his cheeks only grows hotter at the thought.

maybe he'll let you borrow his things more often.

[kpop-otome-yandere-here]

Diavolo: Next question. You’re into Mc.

Lucifer: That’s not a question.

Diavolo: So you agree, it’s a fact.

[simplyycherry]

Since people still like my old Obey me headcanon posts, I decided to completely empty it out. I didn't have the motivation to post more and also quit the game like since the beginning of Nightbringer.

If I add in the ones I posted before accidentally, then srry.

Lucifer ☕

Lucifer’s D.D.D Lock Screen is black but his homescreen is his brothers & Mc:)

• Lucifer has separation anxiety from us?

• Lucifer smells like hmm coffee, idk old cologne?

• Lucifer's head hurts sometimes.

• Lucifer cries at night.

• Lucifer's favorite movie genre is horror because he enjoys paranormal things ig.

• Every once in a while Lucifer will bond with his brothers doing what they like.

• Luci listens to Levi rant sometimes while he does work.

• Luci and Mc has matching necklaces.

• You can call Lucifer Luci when you're not in public together.

• Luci doesn't like PDA but when he is home alone he is very cuddly.

• To Lucifer Mc is the most important thing in his life along with his brothers.

• When Lucifer‘s excited or worried and he‘s alone in his room, he actually jumps around and does a lot a different facial expressions.

• Luci sometimes not all the time but sometimes just randomly pokes his brothers and walks away.

• Lucifer leans on the table with both arms and like his shoulders slightly up iykwim.

• When We Came Back To Devildom Again, You Know How Lucifer “Wasn’t Antsy” I Bet He Was Squealing Inside, “OMDTHEYREBACKOHMYIGETTOHUGTHEMANDLOVE”.

• Lucifer will hold your waist/pull you close when they see other attractive demons walk by to make it seem like "you're theirs".

• Luci has a photo album of him and his brothers & Mc in his desk so whenever he gets stressed out he looks through it and it helps him relax.

• Lucifer often asks his brothers or Mc to talk about their interests while he works.

• Lucifer's way to relax is to make origami he's particularly good at it.

• Lucifer always keeps a photo of his brothers and Mc with him.

• Lucifer uses the excuse of " punishing Mammon" to spend time with him.

• Luci feels a sense of security when Mc's is on his lap. In some way he believes that as long as he has a comfortable hand around your waist, nothing can take you from him.

• If you drink coffee or tea in the morning Luci would try to make it for you.

• Luci is right handed but can write well with left hand.

• If lucifer catches you looking at a certain sweets or items he would by it for you just to you happy.

• Luci adores it when you fall asleep near him or knowing he’s in the house/room. It shows you trust being that vulnerable around him to keep you safe.

• When you are near Luci when he is working he will glance at you when your not looking.

• Luci plays fetch with Cerberus and cuddles with them.

• I feel like Luci would enjoy going to the human world with you and visiting your favorite tourist attractions.

• I like to think that when he does his little patrol, if he finds your still up Luci will make sure you get to bed. Sometimes even tucking you in.

• If anyone has Lucifer's phone his background and lockscreen will have a picture of you.

• Lucifer have a folder of pictures of you.

• Luci asks you to help him with work as an excuse to spend time with you.

• Luci melts when you bring him coffee :)

• Even though Luci stays up late, he makes sure that everyone goes to bed at a reasonable hour.

• Since Luci has records, he’ll buy vinyls of your favorite bands (even if he’s not a huge fan of them) to listen to with you.

• If you sleep with Luci, he keeps you in his arms the WHOLE night.There is no leaving.

• I feel like if you give Luci small gifts like random doodles he'd put a spell on it so its never damaged and keeps it forever.

• Luci loves to mumble a song while you sleep near him while playing with your hair.

• When Lucifer's drunk and you're nearby, expect to be covered in kisses. It's canon that he gets lovey dovey when he's drunk.

• Since Luci's the avatar of pride i feel like if he sees you admire someone else's skills he'll immediately try to one up them.

• Lucifer definitely enjoys playing board games with you in his spare time, but he always allows you to win because he’d feel guilty if he didn’t.

• Luci loves giving forehead kisses, or if he sees you sitting down as he’s walking by he’ll kiss the top of your head.

• If you fell asleep on the couch, Luci’d carry you to your room and tuck you in (doesn’t matter if ur heavy or not, he’s a demon, he’s stronggg)

• Lucifer takes off his gloves whenever you want to hold hands because he feels it more intimate ☝️& makes him feel close to you.

• I feel like lucifer throughout random times of the day just randomly gets up and starts looking for you because he really misses you.

• Lucifer sometimes let's MC and Levi go to the human world to get new Manga, games, and merch.

• Cerberus became somewhat fond of MC after they made their pact with Lucifer.

• Luci drapes his cloak over you when he finds you sleeping.

• Luci would softly knock twice on every door he goes through.

• Luci shortly meditates everyday to relieve stress.

• Lucifer quite enjoys human world beaches.

[momosodapuffs]

do you guys think Lucifer does that parent thing where you'll say something and they repeat it back to you but worse .....

"I'll sweep the floor in a minute Lucifer..."

"I'LL SWEEP YOUR ASS IN A MINUTE!"