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Side note:
I do keep everything gender-neutral unless stated otherwise. I also try my hardest to keep everthing as reader-friendly as possible so everyone can enjoy.
*Feeling a bit lost he looks around, long slender fingers brush against the soft blush of his cheeks, rosy hair dance between his fingers as he attempted to brush them behind his ear only to fall back into place. With heels making the familiar sound down the halls he brushed his hands over his uniform as he, with an imperceptible tremble stepped into the room, his lips curling slowly into a smile as his eyes turn into cat like slits curving happily as he approached the desk leaving a sweetly written note.*
My sweet sweet darling, how have you been? I haven't forgotten you. I had to leave, far away for a while but you know me, my charms. I can always find my way out of anything tricky. After all, lust doesn't mean only one type of lust my dear. No, lust has many forms and tastes like sweet fruits or pennies. For what is worth, for you, my dearest, I felt yearning. I hope you're well and the fates have treated you kindly this year. If not I'll stop by, to make sure they'll treat you kindly next year. Just know, I'll always watch over you, my sweetheart. You're never alone.
- signed yours truly asmoluvsyou 💕
Not me crying at work after reading this. (In a good way, I promise).
*As I reach my desk, I see the note, sitting down before opening it. I take a deep breath as a smile crosses my face when I see the handwriting. Immediately recognizable as the one and only avatar of lust. I scan over it, tears filling my eyes. I wipe my eyes, pulling out a pen and paper, gliding the pen across the empty space as I write back.*
Oh, my sweet, sweet Asmo. Your kind and gentle words always come at the best of times. This year has been.. something to behold. A lot has happened since our last encounter. Good, bad, and everything in between. I miss you. I miss seeing the gorgeous smile on your face. But I always know you're there. I can always feel your warm hugs on a bad day, I can smell that sweet shampoo that lingers in your hair, taste the sweetness of your lips like a fresh batch of candy. I frequently go over our memories together in my mind when things feel low. They always give me such warm fuzzies.
I look forward to our next interaction. Until then, I will continue to marvel at your beauty from afar. Both inside and out. Mind, body, and soul. You may be the Avatar of Lust, but you are also the sweetest, most deserving, well-loved demon in all of Devildom. But I'm certain you already know that much.
Much love to you (and your brothers, I suppose) both for this year and the one yet to come.
I know this blog is basically dead, and I haven't posted in ages, but I hope everyone had Happy Holidays and a safe New Year. May 2024 brings you lots of good times and happy memories.
How would you loves feel if I posted works with my OC?
I have a few that I'd love to finish and share with someone, but I've been hesitant since I wasn't sure if they would get as much love as my 'x reader' fics.
I'm still at such a loss for writing actual fics and hcs like I used to. Not to mention my time has gone from all of it in the world to practically none at all. Any time alone now is heaven to me.
Even when I have ideas if they don't get written down they get lost. Either that or they simply never get written altogether.
I miss the interactions I used to have thanks to my writing. I truly do. Its almost heartbreaking to have gone from posting almost daily to never really posting at all.
Perhaps one day I'll have the time and energy to write the way I used to. I miss being part of the fandom and being well known for making people smile or at very least feel something. That's why I created this blog in the first place.
For now however, I've only been able to squeeze in self indulgent works here and there, and I know its not what I usually post but its something.
time for some more self indulgent work <3. Ft. @obeymebabes ‘s OC, Bey.
Judson was prepared to spend another night studying and reading. He had planned on it, in fact. So then why was he desperately searching through his closet for a suit?
Of course, it was because of Bey. Her chokehold on him led to this. He would argue with himself the entirety of the evening that he wasn’t jealous. He would tell himself that he didn’t care that she had a date to this ridiculous ball. He was going simply to make sure that she was happy. He would go in, find her from across the room and then leave after making sure all was well.
All the internal monologging might have made him forget just one small detail, however.
This was a masquerade ball, and he hadn’t thought to buy himself a mask.
After skillfully obtaining a mask, Judson made his way inside. The ball room was filled with soft glittering light, and everything looked as if it were straight out of a fairytale. He couldn’t believe just how much effort went into turning their old academic style university into something straight out of a period piece like Downton Abbey or a Jane Austen novel. If he hadn’t come on a mission, he could marvel at this all evening, but for now he had to stay focused.
He pushed carefully past masked figure after figure for upwards of what felt like an hour. Soon he became defeated and decided to find his way over to the refreshment table to get a drink. As he sipped on a clearly alcoholic beverage, his eyes scanned over the ballroom once again, hoping to recognize Bey. As his eyes found her, all the other people in the room seemed to stop moving. It was as if time was frozen and all the lights had suddenly shifted to her. It was not the first time he had experienced this feeling but in this setting she was breathtaking.
Her dress glimmered in blues and blacks, her favorite colors. It formed perfectly to her body, and made her look like the princess he had seen in all his fantasies.
With no hesitation, he quickly made his way over to her. Tonight, with her looking like this, he would not let his feelings go to waste.
Sooooo I know I'm primarily a fan fictions writer, but I've decided to take an obey me OC I have, Judson, and write a book about him and @obeymebabes 's OC Bey, more or less. Currently it's untitled :(
I know it has nothing to do with my typical content and that I stripped away the elements of obey me but I wanted to tag it as such, even though its an original work because I wanted you guys to read it and enjoy it and give me some feedback if you want.
for those of you that don't know, Bey and I are best friends and partners. Both in love and in writing, so it's an honor and a privilege that I get to use her OC in my writing and to hoverer collaborate with me on character creation.
so without further ado- here's the first part! (it starts below the line)
**Note that this original work is not to be reposted. Reblogs, likes, comments and notes of any kind are welcome.**
Maybe that's why Judson’s nose was buried deep into his current favorite author's latest novel. He almost missed the buzzing of his phone, indicating a message from his best friend. Suddenly the novel meant nothing to him and he discarded it for his cellphone. The blue lighting emitting from it gave him a headache and he rubbed his eyes behind his glasses. It did not however stop him from smiling like a little kid at her teasing messages.
“Still reading that stupid book?” She asked, tacking on a few laughing emojis. “You know it was originally a Supernatural fan fic, right?”
“I’m not beyond reading fan fiction if it’s well written. Why? Are you perhaps jealous of a book?” he teased back.
While he waited for another reply, he picked up his novel and put it back on the shelf neatly amongst the others that were lined up in alphabetical order. His off campus apartment was small but carefully organized. Everything had its place and would be quickly adjusted if it didn’t. His bed was made every morning after he woke up and his clothes were hung up as if they were organized by color but he never strayed too far from muted or natural tones. If he couldn’t afford to live on his own he would be the perfect roommate. However he couldn’t stand any of his fellow classmates. Only Bey. If he was honest, Bey was the only human being he could ever understand anymore. In his eyes she was perfect. She fit perfectly into his flow and if she didn’t he didn’t seem to mind. She was his missing puzzle piece.
Judson often thought about that. About how she would meld completely with him. About how her hands fit in his perfectly, and how her lips would probably do the same against his. He would never tell her, but he knew that it was her. It had always been her.
Bey was intimidating and inspiring. Judson knew that he wasn’t the only person to reach this conclusion about her. He wouldn’t be surprised if half the city’s population was just as in love with her as he was. It was clear that there was something about her that drew other people in. He always thought that she must be a siren, unintentionally luring people in with her song, and that he was the lucky sailor that had the pleasure of being ensnared by her. She was harmless, and he never thought otherwise, but she had a voice like sugar and striking blue eyes that were easy to get lost in. He quite honestly didn’t know exactly what it was that drew him to her, but he was grateful for whatever fate had in store by bringing them together.
Another buzz drew him back from his trance, and he smiled down at his phone. She changed the subject, which was a small victory in his eyes. She began to ramble on about her classes she had today, how she fell asleep watching her professor lecture on solving complicated equations in her math class and how she was over the moon to be talking about invertebrates in her marine biology class. He read each text she sent with the intrigue of a little kid in a toy store. Over the moon to be hearing about her day, yet still wishing she was beside him, laying with her head on his lap as she slowly drifted off to sleep. The image wasn’t hard for his mind to create, after all, it had happened before, many times.
Both would drift off during study nights together, more often than not with her on top of him in some way. Judson never complained about these moments and would let her sleep, admiring how peaceful she was and how her hair would cover her face, or how she would breathe slowly. He wished that she would stay over more just so he could hold her while she slept. So he would have an excuse to make her breakfast and coffee when she woke up. Judson was fully complicit in this unintentional hold she had on him. He was not wild, nor an animal, but he found himself domesticated and longing to belong to her. And while he did think of her in that way, his desires were fueled by less than sexual motivations. He was inescapably in love with her.
I apologize in advance but this is going to be hella sappy🥰
We have both have grown so much since we met, it’s incredible to see just how far you’ve come!! I’m so happy that I get to call you my best friend, my partner in crime, my soulmate and above all, my love. I know right now we may seem so far apart, but we’ll never be too far. Thank you so much for making me the happiest person in the world and the biggest simp. I love you so so much.
This honestly has made me tear up. I can't believe I got lucky enough to spend yet another year of my life with you by my side, and I look forward to many more.
You're the best, but you should already know that.
Just having you by my side through everything is a gift enough in itself, birthday or not, so thank you. 🥰
I know I don't post a whole lot on here anymore and I do apologize for that, but know, to all of my old, and new followers, I wish you a very Merry Christmas, and a very Happy Holidays.
To those who don't celebrate, and to those who do, I hope you have a fantastic day, and I hope that you know you are loved, if not by others, then by me. (And our beloved demon/angel/human/reaper babes~). You are all deserving of having a wonderful time as the year comes to a close.
Just know that without you guys, I'm not sure what I'd do. Even if I don't post daily or weekly, or even monthly, know that I'm always overjoyed to see people in notifications enjoying my works. You guys are the greatest gift I could ask for. So thank you.
Please stay safe, both as this year ends, and as the new one begins, and beyond even that.
Be kind, stay humble, and most importantly, take care of yourselves!~
I'll admit I had a good laugh when I looked at my notifs though.
Honestly, I think it would make for absolutely hilarious text chats and cutscenes in game if you were able to, but I'm really doubting that it'll let you.
If you mean like an overall name like permanent like birth certificate name- then uh-
Whatever floats your goat man, you do you I guess? 😬
Also hi yes I'm not dead I'm just super burnt out and have no motivation and every time I try to write it's usually for my OC instead of cute fics I can post to tumblr and get a ton of notes on rip me </3
To those who live in America, and those who don't,
Happy Turkey Day 🦃
Since today is a day for thanks, I want to thank you all for being a part of this blog. I am thankful for everyone that has interacted with the blog. I'm thankful for each and every one of my followers.
I know I haven't been active as of late, and I do apologize for that. But thank you to those who have stuck around.
I love each and every one of you. You've all made my tumblr experience wonderful. Even with a few ups and downs, this community has been pretty great to me and has given me the chance to meet some absolutely amazing friends.
So once again. Thank you, you lovely people deserve the absolute world for just being kind enough to even cross my page. 🥰💕💖
I hope you have a wonderful day, or night, depending on where you live, and if you don't, then I hope some good comes to you all in the future very soon because you absolutely deserve it.
