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[stupidmammonsimp]

fav thing about obey me is that the characters love you regardless of whether you romance them or not. like you are special to them always.

lucifer still lets you chill in his office and listen to classical records with him while he does paperwork. he still makes smug ass comments that will end up with you cursing him out and him laughing about it. he still makes sure that you’re keeping up with everything well enough, that it’s not overwhelming you. he still confides in you about his fears and worries about himself and his brothers. he still looks out for you and checks in your make sure you’re doing alright in RAD.

mammon is still your dumbass best friend who takes you out the casino because he swears you’re the luckiest person he’s ever met. he still whines and complains about stupid shit to you like getting scammed or getting in trouble for another one of his schemes. he still holes up for movie nights in your room every night there’s no work to be done the next day. he still holds pride in the fact that he was the first demon to see how amazing you are and make a pact about it. (don’t bring up how that pact came to be for your own sake. he still sulks like a madman!!)

leviathan still watches shows and plays games with you. he still farms on your accounts for you so you can pull for that one character you really like. he still stays holed up in his room with you counting the clock to midnight, preparing for the next merch drop with plans to clear out the whole shop. he still trusts you with his insecurities and vulnerabilities, enough to be sincere and genuine in his excitement when talking to you. he still opens up to you because you will always be his Henry no matter what.

satan still takes you to cat cafes and holds a two person book club with you. he still helps you study when you need it and even when you don’t. he still barges into your room to bitch about his latest annoyance. he still trusts you with the parts of himself that he still isn’t sure is really him or maybe a remnant of his brother left inside him by mistake. still makes sure not to let anyone disrespect you in class, because if they do they only have three seconds to run.

asmodeus still drags you to his self care nights. slathers a face mask on you and shares the latest gossip and drama. still buys you pretty things that he thought would look nice on you, or reminded him of you. he still makes sure no one’s talking behind your back, makes sure that you’re doing okay. he’s still comfortable enough to vegetate with you, and let down all pretenses and masks; you are always going to be someone he is comfortable baring himself to. he’ll still freak out with you over stupid shit you’re excited about and he’ll still make sure you’re always good with yourself, kind to yourself.

beelzebub still takes you out to eat and clear out buffets with him weekly. he still invites you to his matches personally. he still gets excited when he sees you show up even though you’ve been attending his games consistently for years now. he still tells you about his brothers and his’ time in the celestial realm. he’ll still tell you about his sister and love you enough to feel comfortable to grieve in front of you. he still makes sure you’re always eating enough—he’s gotta make sure you’re taking care of yourself, yknow? he also still eats your leftovers even when you explicitly tell him not too. sorry. :(

belphegor still takes you to the planetarium when things are getting too much. he takes your nightmares away. makes sure you sleep well. he still drags you down for a nap whenever he feels like it. he still tells you about how he misses his sister, about how he misses his brothers sometimes even though they’re still here, just different. he still trusts you enough to admit that sometimes, he misses himself, and who he was before all this. and then after all that, he still flicks you on the nose and calls you annoying because before he is an avatar of sin he is the spoiled baby of the family, and he knows you’ll always be there to snark right back.

sorry it just. moves me. like you truly do become a part of these seven guys’ found family no matter what. even if you reject every single possible romance option they will still love you and protect you and look out for you and snap at you and annoy you and not even be sorry about it. because you are special to them!!! you will always be someone important to them!!!!

obey me i love you obey me

[kinarchivist]

♡ 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐇𝐚𝐤𝐮 ♡

Haku is the type to take you out on a date, maybe to watch the city lights at night because you're both too busy to travel around. Or perhaps he'd take you sightseeing or to a festival.

The city sprawled beneath you like a spilled jar of stars, each light flickering with its own quiet story. A cool breeze tugged at your hair and you shivered just slightly. But before you could wrap your arms around yourself, you felt the warmth of his jacket settling over your shoulders.

He didn't say a word. He just let his knuckles brush your collarbone as he adjusted the fabric, lingering a heartbeat longer than necessary.

You leaned into the railing, breath fogging faintly in the night air.

“I didn't know the city could be this beautiful.”

Beside you, Haku made a soft sound, you don’t even know whether that's a laugh nor a small sigh.

When you glanced over his side, he wasn't looking at the skyline. His eyes were fixed on the way the neon glow traced the curve of your cheek, the way your lips parted in wonder.

“Maybe it's a lot more beautiful tonight,” he murmured.

The words hung between you, like a secret meant only for the space where your shoulders nearly touched.

His hand found yours on the cold railing, his thumb slowly tracing the line of your knuckles. You realized then that he hadn't once turned to look at the view. The city could have burned to embers behind you, and he wouldn't have noticed.

Because to him, the only light worth watching was the one reflected in your eyes.

You were a bit caught off guard by his words. Heat crept over your face not like wildfire, but like the first blush of dawn. You couldn't help but avert your gaze slightly. Even without looking, you knew he had that smug, gentle smile on his lips.

You could feel it in the way his fingers found yours, wrapping around your hand like he was cradling something precious.

You didn’t stop him. Instead, you slipped your hand right into his, palm against palm. Your fingers interlaced perfectly, as if they had been carved for this exact moment, for this exact hand.

“Stop staring at me,” you murmured, your voice barely a breath. But the corner of your lip betrayed you, curving upward like a secret you couldn't keep.

“Can you blame me?” he answered, and the question was so shameless, as if it were the most natural truth in the universe. “I have such a breathtaking starlight right here."

As if the stars themselves had agreed long ago that you were worth more than any skyline, any ocean, any sunset painted by a devoted god.

Your eyes met his again, for just a flicker and for just a glance, caught between his gazes, the city’s distant lights seemed to gather. They glowed so softly that you saw your own reflection swimming in his pupils.

Then you felt a warmth blooming at the side of your face. His free hand rose with the tenderness like someone touching moonlight. He tucked a stray strand of hair behind your ear, his fingertips grazing your temple. As if the wind had dared to disturb his moment with you. As if even a single falling leaf would be a trespass, veiling your beauty from his hungry eyes.

And before you could even think, your body answered for you. It just felt right at the moment, as natural as breathing, as inevitable as the tide. You rose onto your tiptoes, only just a little, only just enough. And Haku moved with you as if you shared one heartbeat. His head dipped low, his breath warm against your lips for one eternal second…

And then your lips met.

The kiss was featherlight at first, no more than a simple brush.

Your other hand found the front of his shirt, fingers curling into the fabric, tugging him closer as if he might drift away. When his lips sank deeper into yours, a low, quiet sound escaped him, like a surrender sigh, vibrating against your mouth like the first note of a lullaby.

He smiled into the kiss. You felt that soft, teasing curve of his lips. His hand cupped your face more firmly, tilting his head just so, finding the angle that made you melt. He kissed you slowly, as if he were memorizing the shape of your soul.

Each movement savored, the warmth, the taste on his lip, something sweet, like honey and rain and the faint ghost of tea.

He kissed you as if time had stopped breathing just to watch. As if the city below had crumbled to dust and neither of you would notice. As if he had all the hours in eternity and wanted to spend every single one of them right here, right now, with nothing between you but shared air and wanting.

And maybe he did.

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

[kthuluna]

You said Haku is morning sex personified. So if you wrote something to prove that I wouldn't object at all. You know just for proof

Morning Sex with Haku

Golden rays seeped through the blinds, bathing your and Haku’s entangled forms in warmth. Days you got to sleep in were rare. Rarer still were the ones you got to share with him, basking in each other. The bliss from the night before a still left a delicious ache that you felt every time you stretched.

Every time you woke, you remembered you didn’t have to get up for anything or anyone. The first time you woke to a hardness poking your backside while Haku spooned you. His gentle snores lulled you back to sleep. Sharing your body with him was a promise, one you felt no need to rush since that would likely begin the rest of your day.

The second time you woke was to feather light kisses on your shoulder, leading toward your neck. When you hummed and stretched your back, that insistent hardness was there again. He responded with a roll of his hips, keeping yours against him as his hand caressed your stomach. The kisses paused when you moved. Haku picked up his head to look at your sleepy face, your mussed hair fanning across his pillow, capturing sunlight and saturating that ethereal halo. His breathing hitched and he pressed his open mouth to your neck, the spot that he knew made you sigh so sweetly. While he sucked, you shifted again to cradle his member between your thighs. An appreciative chuckle reverberated from his lips to your neck, sparking nerves all the way to your core, which lightly kissed and wet his cock while you teased him.

These lazy mornings were rare and surreal. You collected them, captured them in crystalline so they wouldn’t meld together and fade away like all the dreams you had of him when you were apart.

Haku was impatient. Foreplay was for your days and long nights. Mornings were pure, easy. Once he could feel you were ready to take him, in mere moments of rubbing between your thighs, he angled his hips to align himself with your entrance and sunk into you.

Morning sex wasn’t loud. It was all soft sighs, hums, shudders and groans. It was basking in a sauna, as opposed to being swept away in the wild and perfect storm of passion that was your nights. It was passionate all the same, eternal, since time itself stopped to watch.

You were wrapped in him, one of his lean arms coiled around your shoulders to keep you pressed against his chest, the other hand on your hip, keeping your back arched so he could take you at that perfect, intimate angle.

Sweat formed like dewdrops on leaves and petals, and together you glowed like gods, worshipping each other in the purest expression of loving devotion.

His stuttering hips coaxed a climax from you as his overtook him, wrapping you both in ambrosial euphoria until the energy was sapped from you. Several moments were silent, but for heavy breaths and hammering heartbeats. You recovered first, twisting so his boneless body slipped out of yours and he flopped onto his back. You picked yourself up and straddled him, pinning him and leaking his seed onto his lap. Delight danced in your eyes as he smiled up at you, completely at your mercy.

“Morning~” you sang, voice still sultry and husky from sleep.

“Morning, princess.” He grinned at you, pushing hair out of your face so he could admire the beauty of his sunlight goddess.

[tieflingkisser]

[babiigirly]

Mammon x MC core

[curseworm]

the secret cheat code for women is realizing you dont have to date men

[curseworm]

this doesnt just go for lesbians it goes for bi women and straight women too. i cant even count how many times straight women have told me “i wish i was a lesbian so i didnt have to date men” but guess what … u Dont have to date men 

[curseworm]

to be clear this also isnt necessarily saying ‘go date women instead!!’ its just saying…. u dont have to date men. u dont have to be dating women in order to not date men! in fact if ur not attracted to women at all please dont date women just as a substitute for men. but if dating men isnt making u happy… u dont have to do that. u dont have to make a space in ur life for men

[curseworm]

im singlehandedly destroying every mans mental health by telling women its ok to not date them

[ayshela]

out here casually supporting the destruction of men's mental health, i guess, instead of women's mental health and literal lives. You. Don't. Have. To. Date. ANYONE.

You can actually spend that time hanging out with friends or family instead. Or just learning how to be your own ride or die. Being comfortable just being with yourself is an incredibly valuable life skill that we're losing in falling into our phones and structuring our lives around other people.

You don't actually have to spend time with anyone you don't want to. The options may not seem palatable, but they ARE options. There are probably more, unseen. You certainly do not have to sacrifice your leisure time to date someone you don't want to.

Oh, you want to go to that restaurant for dinner? Go! Take yourself there. Go with a friend who also wants to go. Go with a friend who needs a night out/off. There ate options.

You don't have to date anyone, ANYone, if you don't want to.

[bovineblogger]

[derinthescarletpescatarian]

Fuck yeah droving

[painkillerscoffeeandcathair]

I wonder what they're saying to each other?

[derinthescarletpescatarian]

Most of it is probably "hey calf! I'm here! We're going somewhere new so don't get lost!" and "Hey mum! Mum! This is confusing and I lost sight of you for three seconds! Tell me where you are!"

[beka-tiddalik]

There's also "argh flies why" just for texture

[ayshela]

"Mooooooooove along!"

[a-totally-reasonable-username]

@namelessennes

[avidreaderffn]

@sandstonesunspear

[polyamorousmisanthrope]

Jesus Tapdancing Christ... THIS is a good welt pocket and the people who designed Simplicity 2895 ought to be blasted well ASHAMED of themselves for the crap way THEY wanted a welt pocket made. *SNARLS*

[makereadgrow]

This is how I learned to do it and a good example of what you want to see in a short form tutorial: pinning, pressing, seam finishing, good fabric handling.

I would mention that you can make the pocket facing with a small panel of your matching fabric that is visible and the rest in a lighter fabric to reduce bulk. That's a lot of denim layers for comfort.

[teaboot]

HOT DAMN

[depsidase]

[evenlyevi]

Breathe and be.

[softieskywalker]

i think the key difference between george lucas’s star wars and disney’s star wars is that lucas is a man with an ideology. someone with a point of view, and all that entails. which comes with ideas of revolution, anti-imperialism, challenging the status quo, cultural appropriation and racist stereotypes. complex and contradictory ideas because that’s how artists are: complex and complicated people. disney is not. disney is a corporation. a corporation can’t have ideology, because ideology defeats the purpose of profit. and when the only thing you do is to turn on the movie manufacturing machine before you sit down and plan what ideas are you trying to convey to the audience, then your results are going to be washed out corporate garbage. and because when you’re a giant corporation who only cares about selling to the widest audience possible, you can’t take sides. you can’t decide on an idea. because you want to sell your product to people who are on the entire political spectrum. which results in movies without ideology, without purpose, without soul.

[david-talks-sw]

I have been looking for this post for years after I came across it and it’s finally here and I need to reblog this because it is absolutely and entirely accurate.

[comebackali]

#as I always say: lucas was making a samurai film and a ww2 flying ace film and a western film and adding laser swords#because he fundamentally LIKED samurai films and dambusters films and westerns and 40’s adventure serials#but disney are making a ‘star wars film’ and adding nothing because it already had laser swords and they have nothing else to say#xerox of a xerox baybeeeee (via harrietvane)

[thepromiscuousfinger]

[lynx-the-cat]

He caught me staring

But when I heard this event was happening, of course I logged right back on after months of being away

[egberts]

the world's smallest carnivore is called the "least weasel" 😭😭 i'm dying but like if it's the smallest carnivore then it sure is the least amount of weasel you can have 😭😭😭

[sator-the-wanderer]

Look at him: this is absolutely the least amount of weasel you can have

[daughterofsarenrae]

To really put it in perspective

[flootzavut]

Immediately I love him

[snuffgurll]

@karcinogen you

[unyieldingsilence]

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[trochaic-mutant-ninja-tetrameter]

🎶Least amount of weasel! Eerie silence!🎵

[the-semicolonoscopy]

It’s Pride Month Eve, so leave out some milk for Freddie Mercury and his cats.

[the-semicolonoscopy]

Time for the annual Pride Month reblog of Freddie Mercury and his fabulous cats!

[mid-wes]

I haven't seen anyone else post their Obey Me! Kickstarter custom drawings, and I absolutely love mine - I don't want to gatekeep it anymore. I'm going to let everyone else appreciate Levi as much as I do. I don't mind reposts, but this was *my* original custom drawing that I paid for and received.. do let me know if someone takes this and claims otherwise. (I did add my name to try watermarking it).

[towasdandelion]

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𝑨 𝑵𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝑶𝒇 𝑺𝒆𝒍𝒇𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔

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In which Taiga finally gets to trap you in his room and makes you forget the world.

notes: Taiga being as soft as Taiga can be, fingering, fem reader. I don't usually write Taiga so I hope this is okay.

Happy Birthday @blackmoonlilith15 (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠) I hope you'll like this!! Delivering Taiga smut (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧

✿ smut ahead mdni!! ✿

You huff, slipping your phone back into your pocket. You have so much on your head today and now Taiga was being impatient. That was the last thing you need.

But you knew better than to keep him waiting. If you don't come, he simply hunts you down himself. And that was rather embarrassing because Taiga being Taiga, he didn't care about circumstances.

You take a deep breath before entering his room. Just a quick errand and you'll be done, you think. There were still things to take care of.

"God, finally," Taiga hums with annoyment when you finally appear before him. "Lock the door."

Pardon?

"Don't look at me like that, kitty cat," he chuckles, already amused by your reaction, "I said lock the door. And come here."

Your eyes sweep across the room, trying your best to figure out what could this possibly be about. With a small resigned small sigh, you push the lock into place.

"Good. Now get your ass here," the ghoul demands.

"Taiga," you sigh, crossing your arms, "I really don't have time for your games today. I have things to do."

He tsks before simply reaching out and grabbing you. The force of his pull makes you end up on his lap.

"Taiga!"

"I've noticed," he simply hums. His arms encircle your waist. "You've been runnin' around all day like you own this place."

"Because-"

"You're busy or some other shit. Save it," Taiga cuts you off immediately.

You frown, your arms wrapping around his neck out of habit. "Can you just tell me what you summoned me here for?"

"How bold, kitty cat," he teases, his hands slowly making their way underneath your shirt. Despite clear impatience his touch is uncharacteristically.. gentle.

"You've been yappin' my ear off about your birthday the whole time last week. And now you're asking what I want?"

Your birthday. Amidst all the tasks and errands you've been completing, you forgot about the most important thing. Yourself.

Your eyes widen as you blink at him. He remembered.

"Knew you'd end up like that," the ghoul sighs, brushing his nose against the column of your neck, "always helpin' always running. Even if they don't return the favor. Tch."

"I-it's not like that," you let out a small, breathy protest.

"No?"

You shake your head.

Taiga gives you a smile, his eyes gleaming with something you couldn't quite put your finger on. His tongue was as sharp as ever but his gestures feel like a contradiction.

He stands suddenly, his hands moving to hold you securely in his arms as he walks over to the bed, laying you down. Gently.

Then, he moves to hover over you.

"If it's 'not like that'" he muses, "then you're gonna be nice and selfish for me tonight."

The ghoul doesn't waste time. He doesn't even let you breathe. He closes the difference in a slow, heated kiss while his hands explore the curve of your waist.

Something about his energy is different today, and you find yourself wanting to give in.

When he pulls away his gaze is darkened, his breath mingling with yours as he lingers in your space.

"I'm not sure I got what you meant," you can finally say, and he shakes his head.

"Just relax, kitty cat. Relax and let me do the rest."

With that he dives in again, this time moving lower, down your neck. You can feel he's moving with purpose. And that purpose is you.

"Taiga..." you whine breathlessly when his fingers unbutton your shirt with practiced ease, exposing more of your skin for him to mark and kiss.

His hands continue their exploration, pushing your shirt off your shoulders and leaving you in your bra. His eyes darken as he takes in the sight, a low growl rumbling in his chest. "You're still too dressed, kitty cat."

He makes quick work of your bra, his lips finding your nipple, making you gasp and sending shivers of pleasure straight to your core.

You arch into his unhurried, gentle touch, your fingers tangling in his hair to bring him closer.

"Eager, aren't ya?" Taiga chuckles.

He switches his attention to your other breast while his hands slip past your skirt and under the waistband of your panties, pushing them down.

"You're wet," he murmurs, his fingers slipping through your folds. "Always so ready for me, huh?"

You moan in response, your legs spreading wider. The ghoul takes that as an invitation, his fingers finding your clit and circling it slowly. You squirm under his touch, your hips moving in rhythm with his fingers.

"Taiga, please," you beg, your voice barely above a whisper.

He smirks, his fingers slipping inside you, filling you. "Please what, kitty cat? Use that pretty mouth."

You gasp, your eyes fluttering closed. "More."

He obeys, smiling at your greadiness before adding another finger, pumping in and out of you slowly. You can feel the heat building inside you, your breath coming short.

Taiga actually takes his time tonight. Drawing out your pleasure, building you up almost agonizingly slow, all while cooing sweet praises.

It's only when he feels you clench around his fingers, the muscles of your thighs tensing, does he pick up the rhythm.

"Come for me," he hums, his fingers moving faster. Despite his own obvious eagerness, he's focusing on you.

You whimper, your orgasm hitting you like a wave. You cry out his name, your body arching off of the bed. Taiga watches you, his eyes dark with desire.

Then he leans in with a satisfied smirk on his face.

"Happy Birthday, kitty cat," he whispers before closing the distance.

You smile, wrapping your arms around him, ready for whatever comes next. After all, it's your birthday. And you've decided to be selfish tonight. Just like Taiga wanted.

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[blackmoonlilith15]

OH MY GODDDDDD I AM IN THE BIGGEST PUDDLE ON THE FLOOR. THIS IS THE BEST PRESENT EVER😭🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻 ABSOLUTE PERFECTION.

Seriously, thank you so so so much😭♥️♥️♥️ This gave me so much happiness today that I really needed.