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When your situationship get lost between timelines for 500+ years

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Hey I saw you used tag yumeshipper and while I don’t consider myself a yume-shipper I am lowkey(highkey) down for Asmo. I don’t know much about yume-shipping but I know that sometimes people don’t like seeing others liking the same characters? Just wanted to know bc I don’t want to make you like uncomfy since we’re moots? Thanks and sorry for ramble lol

Hey moot! Thank for letting me know but don’t worry about it lol, I totally don’t mind!! 🫶 I probably should’ve put in my pinned post that im ok with sharing lol it didn’t cross my mind cuz it’s not really a big deal to me. Asmo likers/yumes are free to follow, just know that I’ll be posting about my own ship from time to time 💞 i also intend to write a lot of asmo x reader cause I love giving back to my community LMAO

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Okay good bc I love your art I love your mc I need to see more lowkey would hurt to have to unfollow lol

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Obey me mc sheep thing 🐑 (design wip)

The manga gave me this idea, but she’s more girl than sheep

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Hello everyone!

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[zephyrchama]

Barbatos, shaking his head with disappointment, placed a paper at the top of Diavolo's very tall to-do stack. He asked, "My lord, please write normally."

"I am!" Diavolo exclaimed. He could not believe Barbatos was making him redo things. "My handwriting is perfectly legible. There's nothing wrong with this."

He picked up the sheet and put it back in the pile of finished work with a huff. Barbatos looked on in disappointment. "I ask you to refrain from writing like that on future documents," he requested. "It is a time sink and you know that certain nobles are sure to voice their displeasure."

Diavolo ignored his butler's pessimism. "Let them complain. I think it's fun."

It was a unique human world technique he had learned from his favorite human, after all. Sure, it took significantly longer to write an S with that many lines, but that's why it was reserved especially for the beginning of paragraphs. It added a certain elegance to his otherwise dull records. Diavolo hoped that using this script would further bridge the two cultures. Or at the very least, make writing all these reports much less monotonous.

[limbosbimbo]

The Best Pillow

Everything around the House of Lamentation has been a little overwhelming. Luckily, you know just the spot to avoid being bothered for a few hours.

Do these idiots ever shut the fuck up? You love them, you swear, but if you have to untie Mammon from the ceiling or comfort Levi about missing a first edition drop or calm Satan down after destroying a room or risk life and limb to protect your leftovers from a hungry Beel or stop an Anti-Lucifer prank you’re gonna lose it. Between the brothers’ shenanigans, RAD classes, and the event Diavolo is making you help plan, you just need a little time alone. Unfortunately, your room has become less than peaceful, as it’s the first place the brothers go to look for you, and they have a tendency to just barge in.

No, you need a spot where no one would think to look. The library is out, Satan tends to hang around there, the attic is almost certainly occupied, and everyone knows the kitchen is never safe. Where in the house do none of the brothers ever go?

The basement. Perfect! But the basement is known to harbor Cerberus, and Henry 1.0, but you’ve always been good with animals right? If you bring home some giant steaks and don’t otherwise disturb them, they’ll probably leave you be. You won’t stray too far from the stairs, just enough for some peace. You’ll stop by the store on the way home, and then finally get the quiet time you’ve been craving.

—————

The next day, you convince the brothers to let you go home alone, as you plan to stop by the store with Simeon. You figure he’s the least likely to ask to many questions, and he’s certainly less overwhelming than your demons.

Simeon agrees to accompany you, and though he gives you a curious look when you order three ten-pound hellboar chops and a two foot long magma rat, the assumes you’re trying out a new recipe and offers to help you carry them back to the house.

The walk back was surprisingly peaceful, as you make pleasant conversation with your angel companion.

“Thank you so much Simeon, carrying these back by myself would have been a nightmare. I’ll take you out to lunch sometime next week as repayment,” you offer as you approach the front door of the house.

“While that certainly isn’t necessary, MC, I would be delighted to spend more time with you. And do tell me how this new recipe comes out.”

With that, you make your way into the House of Lamentation as quietly as possible. After all, if one of the brothers spots you, your whole plan will be ruined.

You manage to make your way down to the basement. It’s chillier than you remember, but oh so peacefully quiet. A little too quiet, it’s almost unsettling.

You lay out the blanket you brought, setting your savory bribes off to the side. Sitting down on the blanket, you open the book you’ve been meaning to read, but haven’t gotten the chance to.

As you finally start to relax, getting lost in the book, you’re stopped by a large shadow overtaking the page and yourself. You look up to see three giant maws staring down at you. The ground starts to rumble, and you faintly wonder is the Devildom has earthquakes before realizing the vibrations are the growl of the giant beast staring down its three noses at you.

“Hi, Cerberus. I promise I’m not an intruder, and I brought you a treat.” You speak gently and move slowly to bring out one of the steaks at your side. All six of Cerberus’ eyes track the movement, instantly locking on to the steak in your hand.

You toss the steak toward the hound’s feet, as all three heads dive towards it. The middle head grabs it first, but the other two heads latch on as they begin to fight amongst themselves.

“Down boy. Stop fighting.” The authority in your tone causes the heads to pause, still latched on to the steak. You bring out the other two steaks and toss them to the left and right. Pleased, the side heads let go of the first steak to enjoy their own.

You wait patiently, smiling as Cerberus’ massive tail begins to gently sway behind him. As the heads each swallow their last bites, you hold your hand out, doing your best to stay calm and keep your breathing even. You wait, allowing each head a chance to sniff your outstretched hand, before slowly reaching out to give the closest head a gentle scratch.

“Good boy,” you breathe out, relieved that you were not just swallowed whole. Cerberus leans into your hand, and you giggle as you use both arms to hold his giant head. His tail begins to pick up speed behind him. He lays down, causing you to stumble back a couple steps as he leans his weight forward against you.

“Aren’t you just the sweetest little thing? Those demons are so scared of you, but you’re just a big softie.” Cerberus lets out a content rumble as you continue petting him. You sit down and make yourself comfortable, petting and playing with the enormous dog in front of you.

Just as soon as Cerberus begins to calm down, becoming less demanding in his demands for head scritches, the ears of one of his heads perks up. The head turns toward one of the hallways, soon followed by the other two heads. Startled, you listen closely, trying to ignore your racing heart.

A giant reptilian head emerges from the doorway, followed by the slithering blue body that you soon recognize as Henry 1.0. Thankfully, you planned for this. As he slithers over, hissing wildly, you throw the rat towards him, causing him to pause. The inspects the offered rat, seemingly deeming it acceptable as he swallows it whole. He seems content as he starts moving again, curling up into a resting position close to where you sit with Cerberus.

With both Henry and Cerberus subdued, you return to your book, finally feeling all of the tension from the last two weeks fading away.

—————

The House of Lamentation is in utter chaos. You’re missing, no one has seen you since leaving RAD this afternoon, and you’re not answering your phone. Every single one of the brothers has searched the house high and low, and Lucifer has reached out to everyone he can think of to see if you are with them. While he tries to stay calm for the sake of his brothers, even Lucifer is starting to worry. The last person (or angel, in this case) to see you was Simeon, but that was over five hours ago when he dropped you off at the house.

Lucifer takes a deep breath as he tries to tune out his brothers, all frantic and worried about you.

You were at the house a few hours ago, and you haven’t teleported anywhere. If you had, the brothers would have felt the pact tug as you called on their powers. So you must have gone on foot. Maybe Cerberus can track you.

“Stay here. I have an idea. Let me know if MC shows up,” Lucifer announces, marching towards the stairway before he can be bombarded with questions that would only waste time.

Practically jogging across the house, Lucifer finally reaches the bottom of the stairs. He starts to call out to Cerberus, but his voice dies in his throat as his brain catches up to his eyes.

It’s you. And Cerberus and Henry 1.0. You’re practically sandwiched between the two, sleeping peacefully against Cerberus’ flank while Henry lays across your lap. All three of you are fast asleep, and Lucifer breathes a deep sigh of relief. He messages the group chat that he has found you, and you are safe. He doesn’t elaborate further as he tucks his phone back into his pocket and starts walking across the room towards you and your new friends.

Anger begins to rise in his chest as his worry dissipates. What were you doing down here? And why didn’t you tell anyone where you were? They were worried sick about you.

“MC.” Lucifer calls your name in the voice that only ever means that someone is about to be hung from the ceiling.

Groggy, you open your eyes to find Lucifer standing over you. You smile gently, always happy to see one of your favorite demons. Then you process the look on his face, and the fact that you’re both in the basement, and the smile falls from your face.

“What in Diavolo’s name are you doing down here? We’ve been searching for you for hours and you weren’t answering your phone. Do you have any idea how worried everyone was?” A pause as his voice softens. “How worried I was?”

“I’m sorry, Lucifer.” You feel guilt wash over you. “I didn’t mean to stay here that long, I just needed a couple hours of quiet time to get away from everything.” The heavy feeling in your chest causes you to fight back tears. You didn’t mean to worry any one, you just needed some time alone.

“Come here,” Lucifer orders. You slide out from under Henry 1.0 and stand up, head hung low as you walk towards Lucifer, both Cerberus and Henry watching silently.

As soon as you’re within range, Lucifer wraps you up in a tight hug, burying his face into the top of your head. You return the hug, leaning against his chest as you feel the tension melt out of his body.

“I understand needing to get away. Trust me, I do. But you have to tell someone where you are. You don’t have to tell everyone, but at least tell me. You know I’ll always respect your wish for alone time. We thought something happened to you.”

“I’m sorry, Lucifer,” you repeat, face still buried in his chest.

“Now come on, it’s time for you to face the consequences of your actions,” he smirks down at you. “You know my brothers aren’t going to give you a moment’s peace for the foreseeable future. Especially Mammon,” he teases.

You let out a groan, knowing that you’re going to have several demons glued to your side the second you face them.

“Hey Luci?”

“Yes, my dear?”

“Can you not tell anyone about my hiding place? I won’t just disappear again, but it’s nice to have somewhere quiet.”

“As you wish, love.” Lucifer begins to lead you back towards the staircase. “I still can’t believe you brought Cerberus to heel, and Henry 1.0 no less. So much for a ferocious guard dog.”

“What can I say?” You smile up at him. “I’m pretty good at taming ferocious beasts.”

Lucifer lets out a genuine laugh. “That you are, darling, that you are.”

A/N: Everyone was super nice on my first fic, and it inspired me to keep writing! I’ll probably end up expanding into other fandoms, but I love these dumbasses and have so many ideas lol

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It’s criminal the lack of Henry 1.0 and Cerberus content there is in this world 💔

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Do we think there are doctors for humans in the devildom? Or the demon brothers gotta take mc to special doctor like a vet

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what if I can back to posting again?

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Thinking about it’s cannon that Halsin is a “if there’s a hole there’s a goal” kinda guy.

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Hi

Been a while since I was on here - but I’m back!

I want to apologize for my absence but I will say I am hopefully back for good! I’m looking at requests now and figuring what to dip my toes back into (since I’ve fallen out of a few of these fandoms)

I’ll say now that I will be doing work for these fandoms as well! So feel free to request.

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Hey, I don't usually like to talk about heavy topics like these on an obey me blog but my mom had a great idea and I thought it was worth sharing.

So I was supposed to clean and declutter my closet years ago (but didn't). And I think most of us know what happened in Turkey and Syria. My mom decluttered her closet and donated the clothes to the people there. This is honestly a great idea and I will do the same.

If you need to clean up your wardrobe a bit, you could do this too. Or help in another way (like donating to a charity). These people probably need all the help they can get. Thank you for your attention.

Feel free to reblog!!

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Really wanna make twst but also don’t know if I’ll write them good 😭

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Just had to block so many beautiful ladies 😔😔

Life is hard

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Anyone wanna mammon with drunk mc fluff fic?

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Late Night Cuddles (Ft. Mammon, Asmodeus and GN!MC)

Warnings: Touch-starved MC, Mammon being a tsundere and by extent, a bit of a jerk, self-depreciating thoughts, MC makes sure Asmo is gonna be SFW.

Length: 1.4k words

Genre: Slight bit of angst, mostly fluff and comfort though!

Summary: You need a hug.

A/N: Honestly I wrote the outline for this while I was feeling very tired and clingy, and I decided to polish it up. There isn't much plot, just some mindless, tooth-rotting fluff. I hope you enjoy it!

-Ethereal (✿◡‿◡)

Story below, please don't claim as your own!

You’d been in the Devildom for about three weeks now, and you were starting to feel a bit down.

Were you homesick? Was the lack of Vitamin D finally starting to get to you? Were you immensely stressed because you always had to be on guard during school?

None of that helped, that’s for sure. However, the real problem didn’t come to light until Simeon randomly hugged you upon seeing you. You immediately felt a hundred times better.

Oh. So that’s what it was.

Well, three weeks was a long time to go without physical contact.

While it was wonderful that you’d figured out what the problem was, that didn’t really help you solve it.

Though you were on decent terms with everyone, you weren’t sure you were close enough to straight-up ask for cuddles.  Even if you were, you were much too shy to do so anyways.

You managed to hold your resolve for about a week before you finally broke, rather late in the evening.  Yes, it might be awkward, but the worst they could say was no, right?

Not wanting to overthink it, you quickly sent a message to your closest friend in the Devildom.

***

You: Hey Mammon, this is going to sound kind of stupid…

You: I’ve been feeling kind of down lately, and I could really use a hug.

You: …Can I have a hug?

Mammon: What!?

Mammon: Pfft, why would I want to hug you?

You: I shouldn’t have asked.

You: I’m sorry.

You: Never mind.

You: Forget I ever said anything.

***

He started typing something else, but you didn’t wait for him to finish. You clicked the power button, making your screen go dark.

Turns out ‘no’ was not the worst thing they could say.

Your phone buzzed- probably Mammon- as you tossed your phone on the bed and stood up. You couldn’t be bothered to read his messages right now.

While he hadn’t exactly said no, it was pretty clear you weren’t getting a yes.

That was fine. You were fine. You didn’t need a hug anyways; you’d be fine without one. No human had ever died by ‘lack of hugs’.

Even though the very idea of receiving one made your chest ache, you would be fine.

Your phone kept buzzing—how many messages was he sending you, anyways? —as you stepped out of your room and began to wander.

It was honestly stupid of you to ask. You knew you weren’t close enough for that sort of thing, and you’d asked anyways. Now you’d gone and made things awkward, just like you knew you would.

Your wandering brought you to the kitchen, where you decided to make hot chocolate. Maybe the warmth of the drink would help you feel a little better.

You grabbed a mug from the cupboard and filled it with milk. Then you put it in the microwave.

While you searched for the hot chocolate powder, your mind began to drift again.

If you couldn’t even last a few days without a hug, how in the hell were you supposed to survive down here?

“Well, you’re up awfully late.”

You jumped, whirling around to face the voice behind you.

“Oh, I’m sorry darling.” Asmo frowned. “I didn’t mean to startle you.”

You shook your head, smiling. “Don’t worry about it, it’s fine.”

The microwave beeped, and you quickly jumped to shut it up. Yes, the entire household was probably still awake, especially if the text chains were anything to go by, but it still felt odd to make too much noise.

You placed the mug of steaming milk on the counter and added a few spoonfuls of powder. While you stirred it in, Asmo slid up beside you.

You could feel his eyes on you.

“Is something the matter?” He asked after a moment.

“I’m fine,” you answered just a bit too quickly.

“No…you’re not. Look at me?” He requested.

You turned your face towards him, though you don’t make eye contact.

Unsurprisingly, that doesn’t convince him.

“Honey, what’s wrong?” He asked softly.

“It’s stupid.” You answered.

He tilts his head slightly but doesn’t respond. That was surprisingly effective at getting you to continue.

“It’s just…I’ve been here a while, and I’m starting to feel a little down. Not enough physical contact. But—” you wave your hand “—I’ll be fine.”

“…Is that it?” Asmo asked, giving you a funny look.

You scoffed. “Yeah. I told you it was stupid.”

He gasped. “Sorry, no! I didn’t mean it like it was stupid or something! It’s just…if you wanted some physical contact, you could’ve asked me, you know!”

 “Not that kind of physical contact,” you elaborated. “I just want a hug…or maybe some snuggles,” you added quietly.

“No, no, I understand what you mean. And I still mean what I said,” He reassured you. “If you wanted some snuggles, all you needed to do was ask me!”

Suddenly he wrapped his arms around you, and you instantly melted. You felt him rub your back a little.

He giggled. “Aw, you should’ve come to me sooner, love.”

All too soon, he pulled away, and you couldn’t help the pout that appeared on your face.

“Now, how about some proper snuggles in my room?” He suggested with a smile.

You hesitated for a second, then nodded. You needed this more than you were embarrassed.

As soon as you confirmed, he beamed and grabbed your hand, pulling you behind him towards his room.

He closed the door behind you two, then turned to you. “Now, would you like to cuddle in the bed, or would you prefer the couch?”

“Maybe…the couch?” You suggested. “And maybe we could watch a movie?”

“That sounds lovely,” he agreed, sitting down. He scooted to one side, then reached his arm out. You took that as an invitation, sitting down beside him.

He giggled, pulling you so you were properly leaning against him. “Come on, don’t be shy,” he cooed.  

He selected a movie—some cheesy romcom— and as it progressed, you slowly began to relax, even nuzzling him now and then.

He ran a hand through your hair, making you hum contentedly. “There, see?” he purred. “Aren’t I the absolute best person to snuggle with?”

You nodded, starting to feel a little tired. It was awfully late after all.

He pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead. “You’re welcome to sleep here,” he said.

You nod. Maybe you’ll take him up on that offer.

Suddenly, a loud crash jolted you out of your sleepy daze.

“Oi, Asmo!”

You raised your head, blinking as the intruder came into focus.

“Have ya seen the human anywhere?” Mammon asked, too distracted by his phone to notice the human in question was right in front of him.   “They ain’t in their room, and they ain’t answering their messages-“

He glanced up to stare accusingly at his brother, but he saw you instead. Then he saw Asmo.

Then he realized the two of you were sitting together, and just how close you two were.

“What the hell is going on in here?” He exclaimed, closing the door behind him.

Starting to feel awkward again, you attempt to push away from Asmo. He doesn’t allow you to, keeping his arm snug around your shoulders and throwing a smirk to his brother instead.

“We’re snuggling,” he responded simply.

“Wha- why!?” He asked, coming further into the room.

“They were a little lonely is all,” Asmo responded sweetly, kissing the top of your head again. You blushed, but didn’t find it in yourself to protest.

“And ya didn’t ask me first!?” Mammon exclaimed, taking off his jacket and throwing it on a nearby chair.

“I did, but you said-“ He cut you off.

“Ugh, you dummy! If I knew you were gonna go ask one of my brothers—” he paused midsentence, kicking off his shoes and untucking you from the blanket.

He slid in beside you, tucking himself in as well. “If you wanted attention, you could’ve just asked for it…” he muttered.

You debate reminding him a second time of the earlier events but decide against it.

“Excuse me, I don’t remember inviting you.” Asmo scowled at his older brother.

“The human needs attention, and I don’t want the stupid thing to die,” Mammon said. “Now, c’mere so I can love you,” he mumbled, suddenly tugging you towards him.

“Hey!” Asmo protested, crossing his arms.

Mimicking his previous actions, you stretch your arm out towards him.

He easily complied, snuggling into your arms this time.

This certainly wasn’t how you were expecting your night to go, but you definitely weren’t complaining.

And next time you want attention, you know you’ve got two demons who are more than willing to give it to you.

Bonus:

These are the messages MC missed from Mammon.

Mammon: Wait, hang on.

Mammon: Fine.

Mammon: If you want a hug from me, then I'll give ya one. Only because you're asking, and not because I want one, got it!?

Mammon: Don't say the great Mammon never gave ya anything!

Mammon: Why aren't ya readin' my messages?

Mammon: Whatever, I'll be at your room in a sec.

Mammon: Wait for me, okay?

Mammon: Hey, where are ya?

Mammon: I told ya I was comin', didn't I?

Mammon: Your phone is buzzin'.

Mammon: I guess you left it here.

Mammon: Wait, you ain't getting these anyways.

Mammon: Whatever, I'll just come find ya.

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Everytime I stumble across this fic I feel happiness

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