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[leviathism]

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i’m tumblr user leviathism, my name is Piko, i’m 20, & i write for fun and take requests. sometimes i don’t see asks so sorry.

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[meowdayly]

only reason i log onto og obey me is the old events that nb doesnt have.. such a shame they made a whole new app, too. bcs i have so many cards and backgrounds and outfits thewr

[leviathism]

i will never get over losing all the bunny outfits i worked so hard for

[astaroth1357]

For your consideration:

Lucifer and Mammon display nesting behaviors.

If MC takes a nap around the House, they'll wake up surrounded by a mound of blankets, pillows, and various random shirts and jackets from their closest.

They think, "Oh MC might get cold, I'll go get them a blanket." ... then another, and another, and another, and...

Then their bird-brains forget even doing it until MC wakes up or they need their clothes to go out somewhere.

Belphie has woken up in similar fabric piles before and it weirds him out that they keep doing that

[leviathism]

yooooooo. i request of thee: asmodeus coercing reader to skip class so they can nap together. they need their beauty rest.

asmodeus x reader

Another paper ball hit the back of your head. You turned around to glare and only grew madder at the sight of Asmodeus just cheerily waving at you.

You finally gave in and opened the paper ball, rolling your eyes at the message it held.

Skip?

Two boxes were underneath it, waiting to be check marked. Both said “yes.”

You rolled your eyes and slowly stood up, trying to avoid notice of whoever the hell they got to teach this demonic fashion class.

Asmodeus squealed, effectively ending your efforts.

He dragged you out of class, ignoring the shouts and threats, and practically skipped all the way back to the House of Lamentation.

You had been expecting him to bring you to the outlets so he could bat his lashes at you and beg for you to pay, so you were surprised when he slammed open his bedroom door and collapsed on his bed.

“Have you seen the bags under my eyes?” he cried out suddenly, sitting up so abruptly you flinched. He snagged your wrist and pulled you down beside him.

“Um.” You stared at his perfectly flawlessly skin.

“I know,” he groaned, rubbing one of his cheeks in embarrassment. “It’s SO bad. It must be because I can’t sleep unless I’m with you.”

You rolled your eyes at his exaggeration but still allowed him to paw at you to lay down with him.

You went down with a huff, pretending to not absolutely love how he snuggled up to you and sprawled his limbs all over you.

Somehow he had already gotten an eye mask to sleep on his face.

You two would be able to sleep peacefully until word got out to Lucifer that you and Asmo ditched just for a cat nap.

[messysketchyobeyme]

Mammon fiddles with the tip of his pen, all too aware of your lingering gaze focused acutely on him. He stares at the blank sheet of paper in front of him, as he tries to ignore the way his cheeks light on fire. You're only sitting across the table from him, but it feels like you're much closer than that. Mammon tries to copy some of his notes down from seductive speechcraft, but he doesn't get too far before giving up.

Dammit. The one time he tries to study, and you're here distracting him!

Mammon clicks his pen a couple of times. "Stop..." he mumbles through his palm, "...stop starin' at me like that."

Your deep look of concentration dissipates. It's replaced with a small smile. "Ah, sorry, Mammon, it's just that you're very pretty."

He perks up. "I am?" Mammon clears his throat. "I mean, yeah, of course, I am. You're talkin' about the Great Mammon over here." Mammon points to himself with his thumb. That earns a laugh from you, which makes him beam.

"Yeah, you're pretty."

His cocky mask slips off immediately. "Oh, uh, thanks." Mammon scratches the back of his arm. He wants to ask you why pretty? Why not hot or handsome or any of those typical compliments? Not that he minds, of course, but he didn't get it. His mouth suddenly seems dry.

You reach across the length of the table to pinch his cheek. Your smile is enough to stop him from swatting you away.

[leviathism]

this is so fucked up

why can’t they just tell the demons they’re from the future was there ever a given reason or just … drama!!! the way they’d totally help if they knew

[leviathism]

hi hi hi

i’m at 3k followers…. idk when that happened but THANK YOU

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[leviathism]

he is so pretty

[meowdayly]

200 words of mammon love i haven’t written for obey me in like a month so i have come to feed the pigeons (you).

brain rotting about mammon, who doesn’t let mc forget things.

no, no not like dates and times, but items. any of their possessions. no losing a jacket or forgetting your notes , because mammon will be handing them to you right before you realize they’re gone.

he’s always aware of where your items are, it’s fallen in line with the way he keeps track of money and wallets in public. he’s greedy, his eyes always following when a businessman pulls out a shiny black card, tapping it on the scanner and slipping it back into his pocket. mammon has to look for valuables when he’s out and about, it’s practically hardwired into his brain.

and the moment he fell for you (instantly) you became a valuable in his eyes, err subconscious?

everything you touch, look at, breathe near becomes part of what he tracks, which is why he can’t help but snatch up what you forget, keeping it to himself, just giving it back when you realize it was lost with an eye roll and scolding you to be more cognizant of your possessions.

but, ah, let’s not get into what you didn’t ask for back, especially not what you’ve purposefully discarded. he’s hit some low points, okay?

[haezen]

pairing: lucifer x gn!mc

word count: 1k

summary: you and lucifer get into an argument, and you block him as he's typing.

set in obey me nightbringer (but there are no spoilers!)

To put it simply, you have been exhausted as of late. With the brothers running you ragged, and midterms approaching at RAD, your patience has worn dangerously thin. 

And apparently, so has Lucifer’s.

Lucifer:

Did you forget something?

You:

Not that I recall. Why?

Lucifer:

Well, obviously you have forgotten. So, I’ll gladly remind you.

Satan must have been lent you some of his tomes. And YOU forgot to put them back where they belong. Safely tucked away. 

They are scattered all over the living room along with the papers you’ve scribbled all over. Come over at once and clean up your mess.

Annoyance bubbled in your gut at the request  — no, his demand. 

You’re lounging on the couch with takeout on the way and thanks to Solomon, a hot bath (with bubbles) awaits you. If you were to go over to the House of Lamentation to fulfill Lucifer’s demand, the night you had planned for yourself would be ruined. With a glance at the time, you notice that it’s approaching midnight and there’s no fucking way you are leaving the comfort of the couch to attend to any of the brother’s needs. 

And the last thing you need right now is to be on the receiving end of one of Lucifer’s lectures through text. 

You:

No. Not now.

Lucifer:

It wasn’t a suggestion. Come over to the House of Lamentation now.

You:

I said no, Lucifer. It’s late and I’ve had a long day.

Lucifer: 

And you think I haven’t had a long day? 

What makes you think I want to come out of my office to see the mess you have left all over the living room? 

I don’t think I have to remind you that you’re also our attendant.

You:

That doesn’t make me your maid.  Listen, I’m sorry for not cleaning up after myself but I’ll clean it up tomorrow.

Lucifer:

I’m not going to tell you a third time.

. . .

As his message comes through and the three little dots pop up that signal he’s still typing, you decide that you are done for the night. You refuse to put yourself through more of this torture and to get under his skin, you block him. 

You throw your phone on the couch, force yourself to stand up from your position, and head to the bathroom to take a bath. The time it takes to undress and get into the tub is almost record time. The water instantly warms your skin. It’s the perfect temperature. Solomon also didn’t forget to set the atmosphere. There are candles lit all around the bathroom which only adds to the flowery scent emanating from the bubbles. You slide down further into the tub until the water encapsulates you from your shoulders down. 

You’re not sure how long you were asleep until the sound of a door slamming shut startles you awake. 

“Solomon?”

The silence that follows makes your heart start pounding. It’s unlike him to not announce his arrival and peek in to see what you’re up to. With a pounding heart and a lump in your throat, you call out for him again. 

Nothing. 

The water sloshes and spills out over the edge of the tub as you move to get out. There’s no time to dry off as your nerves start to get the best of you. You snatch your satin robe, a gift from Asmo, off its hook and tie it around your waist once you shrug it on. 

The urgency in your footsteps is evident as you come hauling ass into the living room. A figure looms in the darkness of the hallway and you move towards it without a second thought. 

“What the fuck!” You shout, pushing who you think is Solomon back a few steps. He stumbles but regains his balance almost instantly and you flick the light switch on. 

Instead of being met with Solomon’s gentle and teasing smile, you are met with the eldest brother in his demon form. And he’s furious.

Anger still swirls deep in your gut, but it’s nothing compared to the undeniable rage emanating from Lucifer. You’re frozen in your spot as Lucifer inches closer to tower over you.

“Think you can just ignore my messages? That you can block me whenever you please?” His crimson eyes are glazed over and a scowl is set in stone on his face. It’s at this moment that you realize there’s nothing that you could say to calm him down. And that thought alone absolutely thrills you.

“Why can’t I? Because I’m your attendant or because I’m ‘yours’?” You say defiantly, tilting your chin up to prove that you aren’t scared of him. “Last I checked, I’m off the clock.”

“Last I checked, you are mine.” Lucifer snarls. “Or have you forgotten that as well?”

“It’s pathetic that you think I belong to you and you alone, Lucifer. Don’t I attend to all of you?”

“Pathetic?” He tilts his head and oh, you’ve fucked up. He takes hold of the straps of your robe and grips them firmly before he tugs, forcing you to take a step towards him. He’s so close that you can feel his hot breath fanning your face and the air feels as though it’s been sucked straight out of your lungs. You’re hoping that he’ll release his grip on your robe, but he doesn’t. 

He leans down to whisper into your ear, the sensation sending a shiver down your spine. “Shall I remind you?” Lucifer tightens his grip on your robe to further emphasize his point. “Since you so obviously need to be taught a lesson.” 

You hesitate to respond, stunned at his change in behavior. But as he returns to standing tall above you, eyes piercing into yours, you know he’s still pissed. You, a human who is no match for a demon as powerful and infamous as Lucifer, dare to challenge him?  As the Avatar of Pride, there’s no way Lucifer could ever let that slide.

“Apologize.” 

“Excuse me?”

“Apologize for being an asshole and maybe I’ll let you stay for the night.” 

He’s quiet for a moment, thinking. But you continue.

“There’s absolutely no reason for you to ever speak to me that way. Haven’t I been good to you, Luci? You deserved to be blocked for how you acted.” You place your hands on his chest, smoothing down his perfectly ironed button down shirt. His eyes follow your actions, as if he’s actually considering to step down from his pedestal and apologize.

“So won’t you be a good boy and apologize for interrupting my bath? And for being an asshole?” You grin up at him, sliding your hands down from his chest to grab his own, where they are still gripping your robe. “And maybe go out and get me some dinner while you’re at it, since you left my takeout outside in the cold?”

“Do I look like your attendant?”

“Yeah. Though I would definitely prefer you to wear your uniform.” You nod, unable to stop your grin from widening. He’s already fallen for it.

“Get your hands off me. You’re not allowed to touch me until you’ve apologized.” 

He listens immediately  and retracts from you as though your skin burns to the touch. 

“So?”

“Sorry.” He mutters so quietly, you could barely hear it if not for the close proximity. 

“What?” You tease, leaning in closer. “Say that again for me? A little louder?”

His gloved hands make contact with your face and his lips meet yours in a clash. His kisses are desperate, rushed, and sloppy which sets your insides ablaze at his fervor. He rarely loses control, so to see it for yourself...

When you pull back for air and open your eyes, Lucifer’s smug expression makes you want to smack him.

“Sorry.” He repeats as he lifts a thumb to wipe your spit from his bottom lip. “I just wanted to see you. You’re the only person I wanted to be with tonight.”

[leviathism]

i didn’t know lesson 20 was the END of the ‘season’

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[aksarbengothic]

For your consideration

[leviathism]

I LOVE THIS ONE THANK YOU ❤️

[leviathism]

i didn’t know lesson 20 was the END of the ‘season’

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[leviathism]

any req ideas… 👀

[leviathism]

you tried your best and you looked cool doin' it. 😎

how's your lesson progression going?

😎😎

i got to the mid of 20 and got stuck so i’m stuck leveling up a yellow card :p

but ur right lesson 19 and 20’s backgrounds look very nice / cool

[leviathism]

i think i broke it

[leviathism]

i agree! THE great celestial war just ended and now the angels are threatening war again?! how is everybody not fucking up in arms about this? please tell me this is where levi becomes the navys admiral. but also, ...boats? how would naval warfare happen between the two realms?

this should not land solely on the brothers to figure out, i wanna see diavolo and barbatos completely disregard the brothers' feelings and go with what they think is best. i want the brothers to feel ostrasized once more (and again, and again, because they rose in the ranks way too quickly and gained respect too fast).

diavolo acted too calmly to raphael’s threat too… like cmon be angry big man!!

yeah i don’t even think there’s water in the devildom… because diavolo had to make a beach one time so… but there’s water in the celestial realm because their lake dried up when mc didn’t have the ring … so i guess if the demons invaded the celestial realm they could use a navy

yesss i want the angst… i don’t think diavolo would even let lucifer return tho after he swore loyalty to him. he’d probably stop it even if lucifer agreed to return. but i hope they try to lower their ranks or something to please the angels. then i guess it would be mammon angst since he seemed the most mad at raphael for that part ??? but i’m sure the others would be upset too

i just need to get to lesson 19 so badly

[leviathism]

i'll fire you. [i meant hire but accidentally typed fire and had to leave it.] like, angel man raphael needs to see the ring. cause simeon freaking stole that and got his status as an angel stripped away from him. this is a serious offense, CARE. how would past raphael/celestial realm deal with their recently-departed-lucifer's ring of light ending up on the finger of some random human who is SOMEHOW in the devildom? could angel man not be more suspicious? what about the guy who has to run the damn kingdom?

yeah!! i want him to freak out and for him and michael to go check to see if they still have the ring back home or whatever and when they still have it and for them to be like… some shenanigans are going on here

i need some conflict… MORE conflict between the angels and demons

like how did nobody think that it’s WEIRD that’s there’s a human with a ring just like lucifers???? I NEED LUCIFER TO REACT MORE PLEASE

but i have a feeling michael knows everything that’s going on