#obie oc

[eldritch-spouse]

I'm gonna peg each of the triplets so that when we all sit down for dinner and I make subtle inside jokes about plastic cocks, each one of them goes pale

Everytime he suspects you're about to make an unsubtle innuendo about silicone instruments, Mervin speaks over you and changes the topic, loudly.

Obie is stress eating, and has shoved forkfuls in your mouth by now.

Ludwig is firing off his own masked remarks about your sexual preferences, but the fact his brothers now know he was pegged too is making him falter. His fork is bent weird from how hard he clutches it.

All three of their faces suggest you're in for a rough night. Especially when they start nodding to each other in some kind of triplet morse code.

[doodleferp]

The triplets of @eldritch-spouse as you’ve never seen them before! Or maybe you have! Who knows what they’re into?

[eldritch-spouse]

Realistically how is Obie affording so much fuckin food on a shitty musicians salary 🤣

Boy is definitely dumpster diving on the weekends

Obie will eat things that look convenient to him. They don't need to be edible, they just have to be available.

At least five of your household objects have gone missing since you started hanging out with him, and at the speed he can often inhale stuff, you might never notice they're gone.

There are childhood pictures of him eating pieces of the walls.

Rest assured that this glutton can survive if ever food budget becomes tight- Which it already has several times, band merch is expensive.

Yes, he has reached into dumpsters before.

[eldritch-spouse]

Nah cuz dating Obie imma fuck around with magic to get a dick for a day and tell him he's gotta pay me back for all the times I've bottomed for him, like big boy cmere I'll feed you snacks if your good

" Hah, mine's still bigger. "

He says, holding his cock right next to yours.

You expected him to maybe be a little more freaked out about sex now, but Obie certainly didn't care beyond a couple of curious questioning. He described it as, what was it again, a new part of you to taste? Yeah.

" Well, I'm still human! " And you didn't think to ask for one larger than his, which would have been funnier. " Besides, it'll be enough for you tonight, pretty boy. "

" You're not fucking me. " He snorts, flicking your dick. Ow, that actually hurts.

" Says who?! "

" Bonbon, I don't remember the last time I put something in my ass. " Obie admits with a shrug.

" ... I'll feed you whip cream chocolate strawberries if you let me fuck you tonight. "

A tempting card. You know the glutton is considering it, or at least it looked that way, ubtil he smirked.

" You can put whip cream on your dick right now. "

You gasp, nodding brightly at the idea, perhaps forgetting the rows upon rows of needle teeth you might not want around such an area.

[eldritch-spouse]

Lol- Obie with a recent obsession, the demon cooks a meal for her for the first time, he finds out that she's happily stims while eating good food. Like she's subtly bouncing up and down in her seat and humming.

[What, like the toddler zoomies?]

At least your reaction is very visible, he can't complain.

Seeing as this is an important step in his courtship of you, not that you're very aware, Obie was deathly afraid that you'd either reject the meal altogether or hate it. Realistically, you wouldn't, he specifically made you something you like, but an insecure little voice proclaimed that if anyone could find a way to fuck it up, it'd be him.

It was all he could do not to immediately start asking you if you liked it. He didn't want to be annoying, you'd say something eventually, right? The moment Obie can't hold his mouth anymore, the words he had ready to belt at the tip of his tongue get interrupted by humming. And he looks at you curiously. Why are you... Dancing in your seat?

He leans, doesn't spot any ear buds.

You take another bite and sway a couple more times. There's a smile on your face.

That's... That's answer enough, he thinks, borderline stupefied. The glutton barely touches his plate, watching you finish yours with a quiet lovestruck grin.

[eldritch-spouse]

Pin-pin!!! It finally happened! I had a dream! Obie had broken both of his arms and I was sitting on the dining table hand feeding him. He had a raging bone and I don't think his arms were broken at all.

Have mercy on him. It's not as if he can jerk off with broken arms! Someone will have to do it-

Cue increasingly ridiculous fake accidents the glutton keeps getting himself in just to be fed by you regularly.

[eldritch-spouse]

Obie being paired up with the girlfriends was hilarous. Imagine Obie in a dress (goth bc he need to keep his style) with all the girls who act like he is just one of them and also reader there just following the group norm.

" O- Oh, I didn't know you guys had a new girlfriend? "

Honestly, you can immediately accept it. The whole theme of their relationship appears to be diversity, so of course one of the missing elements is a trans glutton girl.

" Huh? " Moana looks around, eventually understanding what you mean when she spots Prim tightening the new demon's corset. " Oh, pff- Obie? "

" That's her name? " You smile, rapidly approaching your soon-to-be new friend, even offering a hand out to shake. " Hi, I'm so happy to meet you! When did you girls start dating her? You're gorgeous by the way- "

The glutton seems to choke and fluster, almost uncomfortable, looking at the others for an out. Curiously, all of your friends seem to be puffing their cheeks and refusing to make eye contact.

" Uh yeah we met this 'beauty' at uhh- " Nick starts, elbowing Luci lightly.

" ... A restaurant! " She grunts. Yeah, that tracks.

Lemoana almost sounds like she's wheezing. "She's such a throat goat, I just fell in love on the spot!"

Prim lands a heeled foot on the blushing glutton's back. "She's our girlfailure."

What an odd bunch. You're just glad they're happy together.

[eldritch-spouse]

Escape attempt idea for obies obsession:

Let’s just ride his face until he suffocates and then just leave…

It’s a bet between us getting too overstimulated and trying another day or we outlast him and escape to go to McDonald’s or something for our efforts

Even if you managed to somehow suffocate Obie before he could overstimulate the ever living fuck out of you (not happening)- That tongue is secured into the deepest crevices of your pussy and you're not getting it out in time to leave anywhere.

Which, let's be real, can you even walk at that point? Aren't you a dehydrated prune by then?

Obie has had a constant undertaste of pussy for a week now and he's far from complaining. Why didn't you tell him you were so into face sitting?