Obey Me Student Council

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[obeymestudentcouncil]

I’ve had a link to it for a while on my header, but I do have a ko-fi.  I’ve toyed with the idea of taking commissions, but I don’t think I’m quite confident enough on that yet.   Still, if you like what I do and want to support me, here’s the link. 

[yejiroh]

How the undateables and brothers smell.

Everyone is saying how the guys smell and going with fancy stuff.

I think not.

Okay, here you go:

Undateables:

Barbatos: this guy has a sickly sweet smell, like a Mediterranean pastry. Kinda intoxicating, but strangely addictive.

Diavolo: he has a rich guy smell. I'm talking those sharp, but not too sharp cologne's your dad buys- you can never describe what it smells like, but it's like cinnamon and mint?

Solomon: he uses that Old Spice lavender collection. I just see him smelling VERY strongly of lavender.

Simeon. Dear sweet Simeon smells like a cafe. Like gingerbread and coffee.

Luke: okay. Don't laugh. He has that new car smell and vanilla.

Brothers:

Lucifer: dark chocolate. He smells like the dark chocolate Hershey bars when you carefully unwrap it and act like your in those commercials with a cute girl dramatically taking a bite managing not to get any on her teeth.

Mammon: this guy. This Guy. He smells like those really expensive cologne's no one buys but takes all the samples at the mall.

Levi: lemme put it straight. He smells like clothes that just got cleaned. You know when you take them out of the dryer and they're all warm and you wanna run your face in them? That's levi.

Satan: this guy has a very distinct smell- old books and rain.

Asmo: Who the fuck am I if I don't say this? Asmo smells like Channel °25- only at macy's

Beel: He smells like the spices drifting from the kitchen when someone's cooking dinner- very comforting, makes your mouth water, all that good stuff.

Belphie: Sleepy baby smells like fabric softener. The nature ones like morning dew and cherry blossoms. That kind of thing. He has to wash his pillow and stuff a lot so...

[lord-diavolo]

diavolo x lucifer m/explicit 374w @asmobb said office time fun, my hand slipped oops

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“Harder, Diavolo, if you dare be gentle with me-”

A hand meets the back of his head, pushing down until his cheek presses against the large desk he’s bent naked over. “Ah-”

Diavolo’s thrusts from behind already force him to hold onto the edge of the desk for dear life, each lewd smack of skin loud and clear in the council president’s office. It’s a very nice piece of furniture, cut from the darkest mahogany and the finest grain, its surface shiny like a human world diamond. It’s such a shame it’s about to be polished with bodily fluids.

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[erabu-san]

HELLO jus for saying that i stan one man

[alice-revolution]

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✿ seven brothers

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[alice-revolution]

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✿ luci, mammon, levi, satan, asmo, beel, belphie

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[lucifers-love]

Cute!!!

[thesevendeadlytrashsons]

y’all this new event has me a little shooketh 

[mcavoy]

The person I reblogged this from is awesome as fuck.

[ophelia-ophelian]

The brothers and their ideal partner (with pictures)

This is a very long list, so I’m going to put it under the cut!

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[obeymestudentcouncil]

Surprise

I couldn’t let Mammon’s birthday go by without something for him, lack of writing or no.  Thankfully, the event gave me the idea and I ran with it.  I’m not as happy with this, but maybe I can revisit it later and add to it. 

You couldn’t have been happier with how Mammon’s party turned out.  The letter idea that you had all enacted the day before worked perfectly.  It warmed your heart to see the brothers bonding in a way you saw rarely at best, and from you could tell happened even less than that before you joined them.

 But you’d came up with a final surprise unexpectedly.  When you’d brought up his special day, Mammon had floored you with the day he described.  A day, just the two of you?  You started making your own plans.  It would end up being the day after his birthday, but you doubted he’d mind that too much.

 You stole a small amount of time to yourself during the day, while the others were still all preparing the house for the party.  You knew there wouldn’t be time after; and you didn’t like the idea of making trips into the forest by yourself late at night anyway.  Later, after the party was over and clean up done, you slipped back to your room.  You were glad that there was one final sheet of paper left from the set you had purchased for the plan.  You hadn’t even had time to set pen to paper before there was a knock on your door, Lucifer’s voice filtering through the wood to ask for entry. You called out for him to come in, setting the pen down and turning as the eldest stepped into your room.  He crossed his arms over his chest, looking at the paper on your desk.  “You snuck away as soon as you could.  And I noticed you were missing for a while this afternoon.” You nodded, there wasn’t any reason to deny it anyway.  “I have one last thing I’m wanting to do for Mammon.  I’ve been getting it set up when I have time.” It might have been a trick of the light, but you swore you saw the corner of Lucifer’s lips twitch in a smile for a moment.  “And exactly what is it you’re setting up?  Don’t think I didn’t notice you heading into the forest earlier.” Grimacing, realizing you were caught, you came clean.  “Well, I was trying to get him to think about his ‘special day’ meaning his birthday.  He started talking about a day with me, no interruptions, in a cabin by a lake.  I wanted to do something like that for him.”  You looked down at your fingers in your lap, twisting them together nervously.

 “And you were thinking of giving him that?”  At your sheepish nod, he chuckled.  “I don’t think the others would be likely to be accommodating for that, but I’ll see what I can do to distract them.  Tomorrow, I’m assuming?”

 You looked up at him, mouth open slightly in surprise.  You smiled hopefully and nodded.  “I was writing a letter to send him out there.  I planned on dropping it under his door after he went to sleep tonight and beat him out there in the morning.”

 Lucifer nodded.  “I’d rather you not spend the night out there alone, so that should work.  If I see him up before you, I’ll distract him, but it’s Mammon.  He’ll almost certainly sleep later than you.”  He turned to leave the room, the door clicking closed behind him.

 You smiled at the door for a moment, then turned your attention back to the matter at hand.  You were glad you’d kept this piece of paper aside.  It was the flashiest, and gaudiest if you were being honest; but that suited Mammon just fine and would help it catch his eye in the morning.

 Another knock at the door had you sighing, pushing the letter under a stack of schoolwork.  You got up and opened the door yourself this time, not surprised to see the birthday demon himself on the other side.  “Hey Mammon, what’s up?” ”Heyyy, c’mon, you left the party and disappeared!  I thought you’d want to spend the rest of the night celebrating with the Great Mammon!”

 You sighed, hoping your expression read as disappointment.  “Awww, I want to, Mammon.  You know I wouldn’t pass up the chance to spend the rest of the day with my first demon.  But, I have a really big test next week and I’ve got a full weekend ahead of me too.”

 He pouted, and you felt your heart melt.  But you knew it would be worth it tomorrow when you got to surprise him with what you were working on.  “I’ll make it up to you, as soon as this test is past me, I promise.”  You said hopefully. ”Fine, fine.  But I’m holding you to that.”  He glanced over your shoulder into your room.  “Hey, what’s up with that big basket over in the corner?  Looks like a picnic stashed in here.” ”What?!”  You stumbled mentally.  You hadn’t thought of hiding that out of view of your door.  You’d gathered up an assortment of the leftover goodies from the party, stashing them in your room to protect them from Beel for the morning.  “Oh, that.  I just grabbed a few things to snack on while I’m studying.”   You gently prodded him out of the doorway, surprising him with a quick peck on the cheek. He fell back a few more steps, eyes wide and hand over his cheek.  “Alright, gotta get back to it, happy birthday again, Mammon.”  You shut the door on him, leaning against the door as you waited for the sound of him leaving. You dropped back into your desk chair, pulling the paper out one last time, finishing up the short note.  Now you just needed to wait.  You set your alarm to ensure you were up early enough to drop the letter and get to the spot you’d picked out before Mammon woke up.  You weren’t sure how long the nervous energy kept you up, tossing and turning until oblivion finally took hold of you.   Your dreams were interrupted by the sound of the alarm blaring in your ear where you’d dropped your DDD the night before when you finally fell asleep.  You dragged yourself out of bed, waking up quickly as you got ready, the excitement lending your more energy than you usually had this early.  You shouldered your backpack and picked up the basket, scooping the letter up on your way to your door.  A quick stop to slip the letter under Mammon’s door and you were on your way, passing Lucifer in the entryway.  The two of you nodded to each other before you opened the door and took the footpath into the forest.

You didn’t have quite enough time to finish setting up by the time you heard the crunching of footsteps on the dry grass of the lakeside.  The tent was up, the basket stashed inside, but not much else.   ”Oi!  What’s this?”  You stuck your head out the tent flaps at his voice, beaming at him.   ”Happy birthday!  Or, well, I realize it’s a day late on this one, but I had to work with what I had.”  You stepped out, still grinning.  “I know it’s not a cabin by a lake, but hopefully a tent works too.”

[coconut-tree-cafe]

rawr!

[obeymestudentcouncil]

Hey, I saw you wanted to break out of your writers block with the sentence starters! Could I have Angst 16 with Lucifer please? F!MC or GN!MC is perfectly fine ❤

Here you go!

You’d thought you were good.  You’d made it back to your room unnoticed.  Even managed to duck into the kitchen for a pack of ice on the way.  You hadn’t wanted any of the brothers to see you like this:  disheveled, scraped up, bruises already blossoming on your face, accentuating the split and swollen lip. They didn’t need to know a small group of lesser demons had decided to bully you lately.  You did your best to avoid the bullies, but they had been watching you long enough they knew your patterns.  They weren’t stupid enough to kill you; they even said as much while they were beating the unholy hell out of you.  It was a disgrace, they said, that a human was receiving so much attention from the avatars themselves.  What they thought beating you would accomplish you weren’t sure, but you just hoped they’d gotten it out of their systems now.   You were just going to spend the night patching yourself up and then use some heavy concealer the next few days.  A knock at your bedroom door startled you, and you pressed the ice pack a little too hard on a sensitive bruise on your cheekbone and yelped louder than you meant to. You stilled, cursing inwardly, hoping whoever it was would leave you alone if you didn’t answer. Luck was not on your side however, as you heard the door open, measured footsteps across your floor to the open bathroom door.  Why couldn’t you have locked the door?  You knew that the brothers tended towards the nosy side.  You kept your head down, glancing at the reflection of the bathroom door frame through the mirror, and Lucifer standing in it, arms crossed over his chest. ”Are you hurt?  I heard you; you sounded pained.”  The eldest asked, though you could tell from the look on his face he already knew the answer. ”What? N-no!  You just startled me, that’s all.  I’m fine, Lucifer.  I’ll see you in the morning.”  You were staring at your hands in your lap, trying to keep the ice pack and first aid kit hidden.  So focused on that you hadn’t even heard him approach you until you felt a gentle hand on your chin, turning your face up to look at him. ”Then why are there bruises all over your face?”  He tsked, eyes moving from the injuries to your face down to the other assorted scrapes and bruises on your limbs.  “You’re going to tell me who did this to you.”  Not a question, and you could feel the seething anger already beginning to radiate from him.  “But for now, we’ll get you cleaned up.”

[obeymestudentcouncil]

For the angst section, 15 with Barbatos please?

I don’t normally write Barbatos much;  as much as his character’s grown on me, I still find myself shaky on writing him.  But this did give me a good idea, so I ran with it.  I may have taken liberties with how Barb’s power works but I think it’s still within what most head canons I’ve seen have said. TW:  mentions of MC death

He’d lost you.  Barbatos couldn’t believe that he’d lost you again.  Your hand was cold in his, your final smile gone slack as the light left your eyes.  He couldn’t understand it.  He’d searched through the realities and the timelines, this was the one that you were supposed to live.  His eyes went unfocused as he searched again…nothing.  There was no singular moment he could find that led to the divergence. He knew, somewhere deep in the back of his mind what that meant.  You weren’t meant to live past this point.  No matter what he’d changed, something always happened by now, some accident, some random lesser demon being stupid and hurting you to get to him or his liege.  And this time, even though he’d covered every single contingency, you were still gone. He had one last idea.  One last plan.  He’d go further back, back even before the program began.  He could set a new reality in motion that way.  He arranged your body carefully before turning his back to it and heading for his room and the doors.  He knew exactly which one to choose. Bright sunshine greeted him.  Middle afternoon, a quiet park.  His eyes scanned the few people walking, sitting on blankets, until they fell on you.  He was back about a year before the program, so there were differences but you were still you.  As he approached you, he took it all in.  You hair, your eyes, your smile as you talked to someone on your phone.  All so vibrant, so alive.  He stopped in front of you, and he knew that it wasn’t proper to stare but he couldn’t help himself.  After a moment you’d wrapped up your phone call and noticed him, turning those eyes he so loved to him. ”I missed you so much.”  He said quietly with a soft smile.  It got your attention, your brow drawn in confusion. ”I’m sorry?  Do I know you?”  You asked. He shook his head.  “No, forgive me. I was speaking to myself.”  You brushed past him, preparing to leave, though his words stopped you.  “However?  Might I have a word with you?  I have an…offer I’d like to discuss with you.”

[bauliya]

i think villains in general provide better, more epic romances because they're allowed to go to extremes. they're allowed to put their love over the greater good. they're allowed to be selfish. the best a hero can offer you is number two, because their duty comes first. villains, though. villains will burn down the world for a last kiss goodbye.

[boxbusiness]

LADIES AND GENTLEMEN GIVE IT UP FOR OUR OBEY ME OLYMPIANS! 

[getlitaesthetic]

BARB AS A FENCER. I REPEAT. BARB AS A FENCER.

[fallencrowkarma]

I’M IN LOVE

[polkadollied-deactivated2021121]

I COULDN’T SAY ANYMORE BELPHIE GIVES ME THE SAME VIBES AS YURIO FROM YURI! ON ICE

[fallencrowkarma]

YOURE COMPLETELY RIGHT AND YOU SHOULD SAY IT

[thesevendeadlytrashsons]

~Bonus~

I’ve been on that fanfic grind

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Jokes by Eldena Doubleca5t 

[joonie-beanie]

Missing Ingredient

Pairing: Solomon x Reader

Word Count: 5,467

Preview: Solomon needs help obtaining some “nectar” for a spell he wants to try, and asks you for your assistance.

Unbeknownst to you, the so-called nectar he needs isn’t from a flower at all.

This chapter is also being posted as a part of my “Devil Doms” series on AO3.

I wrote this after getting inspired by one of @/shokujin-art’s pieces with Solomon and their MC Ethan!

WARNING: This chapter can be considered dub-con. If dubious consent makes you uncomfortable, please do not read.

“I need your help.”

The smile on Solomon’s face is a little disconcerting. After all, usually it’s not he who is asking you for help, but…you decide to hear him out.

“With what?”

Your gaze is openly skeptical as you regard him, but his smile doesn’t waver.

“I need nectar for a spell I’ve been wanting to test out for a while. I was wondering if you could help me in that regard.”

You blink at him, confused. Nectar? How the hell are you supposed help with that? It’s not like you’re an expert with flowers, and you certainly have no idea about flowers that reside in the Devildom.

“You…want me to help you find…nectar?”

He nods, bringing a hand up to his chin—his eyes turning towards the ceiling.

“Well…basically, yes.”

You narrow your gaze at his phrasing, concern growing by the moment. Exactly what the hell is Solomon playing at? You know he’s a bit of a sketchy bastard, and sometimes you feel like he can’t be trusted, but…so far, he hasn’t wronged you.

…that counts for something, right?

“Listen,” you say, poking a finger into his chest. His eyes widen at the action, and he pauses—staring at you as you continue to jab him. “I’ll help you, okay? But I better not be harmed on this journey to achieve whatever “nectar” you need. Got it, wizard boy?”

Solomon rolls his eyes at your nickname—catching your finger when you move to press your nail into his chest once more.

“You won’t experience any pain,” he says, laughing quietly. His eyes crease, a handsome smile lighting up his face, and for a second, you forget about your worries.

“I promise.”

The next weekend, you get a text from Solomon demanding that you come over to Purgatory Hall.

Today is the day—he needs your help with his nectar issue—and so, you pack up your bag and head over.

You’d attempted to ask him what retrieving this nectar would entail. After all, did you need to dress in hiking boots?? Would he be taking you out into the Devildom wilderness to try and find some rare, valuable flower?? But Solomon had refused to reveal any details.

He’d simply explained that it may take a few hours, and that you should just bring yourself, and any basic necessities.

So now, here you are—standing on the step to Purgatory Hall—waiting for Solomon to come and let you in. It takes a few minutes, but eventually the grand wooden door is pulled open.

“Took you long enough,” you mumble as he ushers you inside. The sorcerer can only laugh, keeping pace beside you as the two of you traverse the halls—heading towards his room.

“Sorry,” he says. His hand moves to wipe at his brow. You notice the tiny beads of sweat sticking to his skin, and curiosity fills you. “I was preparing.”

“Preparing for what?”

Again, Solomon reveals nothing. He easily laughs off the seriousness of your question, waving a hand in front of him as if to try and dissipate any of your worries.

“Preparing to retrieve the nectar,” he responds after a moment, flashing you a small smile. “I’ve been trying to gather the ingredients for this spell for many, many years, and this is the last, and hardest one to collect.”

“And…you need my help in particular with this…why?”

Your eyebrows are knit together on your forehead, and you’re sure that Solomon notices your trepidation, yet he chooses not to address it. Instead, he continues a few more strides up the hall before stopping.

You’ve already arrived at his room.

He reaches out to grab the doorknob, his silver eyes darkening playfully as he regards you. The subtle shift in his demeanor has butterflies tickling the inside of your stomach, and you swallow nervously.

While you’re not as magically inclined as Solomon, you can still feel the magic leaking from inside of his room. He obviously has something planned for you once you step inside, but you’re not sure what.

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