Reblog If You Have A Tendency Towards Drama And Like To Write Endings Where Your Character Dies, It's

Reblog if you have a tendency towards drama and like to write endings where your character dies, it's come back to life by some voodoo/crazy logic.

Obey Me Borrower Snippet

This week I'm posting a snippet I apparently wrote two years ago??? Dang time flies. This is a short lil' borrower drabble for the Obey Me fandom about when Mammon suspects someone is stealing his stuff.

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Mammon, despite what his brothers might think, wasn’t stupid. He only cared enough to put his brain to use when it benefitted him. Give him the right incentive, and Mammon could do anything. So when his stuff started disappearing from the privacy of his own sacred bedroom? Well, it was only a matter of time before the avatar of greed caught the culprit and reclaimed what was rightfully his. 

At first, Mammon had taken the obvious route of accusing every single one of his brothers, earning several various bouts of anger in return. Asmo insisted he was above such a petty crime, Satan was nearly brought to fists at the mere accusation, and no matter how many anime figures he held hostage Levi refused to admit to touching any one of Mammon’s own precious trinkets. Beel, with his bottomless stomach but wide open heart could never tell a lie to save his life. He blatantly denied touching a single crumb of Mammon’s secret snack pile. (Of course, not a great idea to reveal to Beel the existence of said secret snack pile, but Mammon would cross that bridge another time). Belphie was still on the exchange program in the human world, and Lucifer…

Okay, admittedly, he hadn’t asked Lucifer. 

By then it was time to move on to plan B: cameras. Reviewing the evidence, it was clear there was some sort of vermin traipsing about his space! No way that was gonna fly! Mammon was furious. What, a lil’ mouse thought it could waltz right into his bedroom and take whatever it pleased? Immediately the cogs in Mammon’s mind got spinning, working overtime to devise a way to rid himself of his tiny thief problem. 

And that’s what led to this triumphant day: Mammon slammed open his bedroom door, looking oh so pleased with himself as the bell continued to jangle and indicate his trap had caught something.

“Gotcha!” He proclaimed, strutting over to the covered box. “You stupid little rat, betcha thought you could outsmart me, huh? HA! No one steals from the great Mammon and gets away with it! I’m gonna dismantle whatever little nest you’ve hidden away my treasures in, and as for you, ya nuisance, I’m gonna-” Mammon ripped the cover off, his sentence petering off as he peered into the trap. “...huh?”

Inside the trap was not the rat or mouse he had been expecting. Instead, it appeared to be… a human? Did humans come this small? 

“Oi!” Mammon yanked the cage up by its handle, bringing it to eye level and throwing its occupant to the ground. “What the heck is this? Who are ya and why are you so punny?” 

Why, this girl couldn’t be larger than Mammon’s hand, and she just sat there trembling and gazing back up at him. He frowned, giving the cage a good shake and jostling her further.

“Hello? I’m talking to you, bite sized!” Mammon sneered, still infuriated at all his stuff going missing. “What’s up with ya? And hey, what’s the big idea, coming in here and stealin’ what doesn’t belong to you? HUH? Ever thought about that?”

“I-I…” She gaped like a fish, her tiny frightened voice no higher than a whisper.

“Maybe I outta teach you a lesson.” Mammon huffed, reaching up to fiddle with the spring lock. 

“No! Please!” She cried out, but Mammon snapped her up with deft fingers. She was absolutely miniature in his hand, like holding a frightened lil’ bird. And just like a canary, she began to sing, hurriedly explaining herself as if her life depended on it. “I’m sorry, I- we’re only supposed to take what won’t be noticed, I never meant for-”

“What, so that makes it okay to steal from me?” Mammon argued, a bit peeved that someone was using the same logic he used to justify taking his brother’s valuables and selling them online. 

The little person frantically shook her head. “No, no I know it doesn’t, but I was just hungry, and you hadn’t touched it for a few days, and-”

“And what?” Mammon scrunched up his nose. “You decided to scrounge around for scraps? Gross! Why didn’t you just head to the kitchen instead of being a sneaky freeloader?”

The intruder just blinked up at him. “I… I’m not exactly a welcome guest.”

“Sure ya are.” Mammon declared. There was no way in hell he was gonna let this lil’ freeloader continue to just leech off him. If they were gonna stick around, Mammon was gonna make them everyone’s problem. “C’mon, I’ll show you where Lucifer hides the good stuff.” Mammon explained, heading out towards the kitchen.

OMG I loved it, I didn't think until now that Levi would fit into this category, I wonder what their relationship will be like after that! thanks for writing this @etceow.

What I really am

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Genre: fluff

Characters: Fem! MC x Levi

Universe: Obey Me

Warnings: contains headcanons, they talk about sex and sexuality but in a SFW way

A/N: This is an AMAZING idea, honey! I also have an MC who wonders if she is ace or demi, so this prompt is marvelous.  I appreciate whoever likes or reblog and happy pride month, everyone!  Requested by @anjels001

Summary: MC explains Levi that she is Demisexual

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MC was in Levi’s room for a marathon of anime movies. She had put a small mattress on the floor cause no, she wouldn’t have spent the night in a tub, and she had curled up to enjoy the movies. Levi had taken a pillow and timidly made room to sit next to her, so MC had used his legs as a pillow, sending him into a tailspin for a few seconds.  Poor otaku had looked elsewhere and tried to regain calm.

While watching a scene from one of the movies, MC sighed, making Levi turn to look at her, and then return to the film. The scene had been repeated two more times before Levi took courage to ask MC what was going on. In his otaku mind, a hamster was running on the wheel madly, and he was wondering. ‘Is she bored? Is it my fault? Doesn’t she like movies?’

“M-Mc… is everything okay?”

She sat down suddenly, making him jump out of fear, then returned to rest her head on his legs. “Sorry, I… I have something else on my mind.”

Levi had brought a hand behind his head, worried. Was she sick? Did she have a fever? Was… LOVE SICKNESS!? The avatar of envy had almost screamed at the mere thought that MC could have a crush on someone else because, no, the idea that he could be the lucky one had not touched him even for a millisecond. Cautiously, he had cleared his throat, looking for words to ask her what was wrong.

“It’s about maybe… A boy?… or a girl?”

MC had shaken his head, trying not to laugh. At least she hadn’t lost his sense of humor.

“Well, technically it’s about guys, but it’s more about me than them.”

“Mh?” The demon had felt a long shiver in his back, panicking. 'Behold, now he will tell me that she loves someone else and I, poor stupid, will spend my life despairing again for an unrequited love’

MC had sighed again, this time she had become unthinkably serious, then she had blocked the film.

“The other day, I was listening to some succubus talking.” Then he looked at Levi “Stop me if the topic causes you problems, don’t worry.”

He had nodded, a little confused and a little worried about what MC wanted to talk about.

“In short, they were of se-”

Levi had stiffened for a second, going haywire again. He was probably blushing and smoke was coming out of his ears. MC had looked at him, worried. “… Levi?”

“Keep talking, MC,” he told her later, with gritted teeth. “I’m here for you”

“Okay…?” She had nodded, a little worried by his reaction, but she had gone ahead with her story.

A few days earlier she had found succubus who talked about their sex life as if nothing had happened and she, confused, had wondered how they could talk about it so openly and what they found so funny in casual sex, even if only out of boredom. From there, MC had begun to ask questions about her sexual identity and why she found it strange to even think about casual sex.

Levi was listening to her carefully, though still a little embarrassed, but he realized that it was more about a search for oneself than for sex itself. Cautiously, he had taken the floor, trying not to embarrass her. “And what do you think?”

“Of sex you say? I don’t know, I think I could open up like that to someone just in a serious relationship and if I trusted that person completely.” Then she brought a hand under her chin, thoughtful. “You say that… can I be demisexual?”

He had looked at her, confused. Demisexual? Noticing Levi’s face, MC laughed, trying to explain to him what a demisexual was.

“So, demisexuality is a sexual orientation where the person feels sexually attracted to someone only after tying himself to him with a strong emotional bond.  Obviously creating a close bond with someone doesn’t mean you’ll want to have sex with them sooner or later, but a demisexual needs that intimacy or deep bond to think about the next step. That’s why I didn’t understand those succubus. I think… it takes a bond for certain things.”

Levi had remained silent, this time not because he was embarrassed or anything, but because he was reflecting. MC had just given him a very important confidence and he wanted to help her.

“I think… that if you feel this feeling, then yes, you are demisexual, no?”

“Mh” She had nodded, and Levi had stroked her hair a little awkwardly, making her smile.

“And you? What do you think?”

Levi was almost bleached, panicking. He hated talking about his sex or love life, so much so that the few times he was mentioned, someone teased him and made him stay so bad that he hid in his room for at least another 100 years. He had coughed, looking away and MC had worried about embarrassing him. She was almost about to apologize when he told her that a strong bond was important for certain things.

Stupidly, he realized that he, too, was looking for that kind of thing in a relationship. A bond, a feeling, something important. The emotions he saw in the anime he watched wanted to feel them too. Sex wasn’t the important part.

The first dates, the first kisses and the little things done together.

Then he had accomplished something.

“MC… do you think I can be demisexual too?”

She had laughed, making him smile. “Only you can know this, player 1” then she embraced him.

He too had reciprocated the embrace, holding her tightly to himself. “Don’t worry, player 2. You can be whatever you want with me. I will never judge you.”

She had smiled again, giving him a kiss on the cheek, and making him smile. She had finally found someone who would never judge her for what she felt in her heart.

Howdy, howdy~! First of all, congrats on the 500! 👍 I would like to request some separate headcannons of Riddle, Ruggie, Azul and Malleus's fem! s/o suddenly giving them a kiss on the lips in front of everyone and telling them she loves them. How will the boys react? Thanks a bunch!

edit: reqs are now closed! tq for participating!

HAHA CHU CHU KISS KISS ITS ALL KISS KISS

'it's all... kissing?'

'always has been. 🔫'

Riddle Rosehearts

🍒 He turned red in a millisecond. If there was a world record competition on the fastest blushes to ever pop up onto someone’s face, Riddle would be one of the main contenders. 

🍒 He’ll tell you how it’s ‘inappropriate’ and how these things should be kept behind close doors, but honestly he’s just embarrassed, especially when he hears Ace cooing ‘Get a room, Housewarden & Housewarden’s girlfriend!’

🍒 “Don’t do that again! Honestly, are you trying to infuriate me?!”

🍒 You silence him with another kiss. 

🍒 “!!! YOU!!! Y-YOU… honestly, you…///"

Ruggie Bucchi

🍒 A wide, loopy smile comes to his face as he tries to hide it with his arms, but because male hyenas are naturally more submissive to females, he wouldn’t even tell you to stop. 

🍒 He’ll TRY to hide himself, but he won’t say anything so feel free to pepper him in lip kisses. There’s going to be small whines of enjoyment that leave his throat when you do but again, he won’t tell you to stop. 

🍒 “Ah, mph–! I didn’t say anything, just do what you want, I guess…” 

Azul Ashengrotto

🍒 He’s unfazed. He’s a businessman, receiving affection is nothing for him to be embarrassed about. It wouldn’t do his reputation good if his clients found him to be easily flustered, so that mask is firmly in place. 

🍒 However, if you did this in front of the Tweels, that’s when he starts getting embarrassed. With the constant nagging of the Tweels and your barrage of affection, that mask will slip off and reveal a very touch-starved octopus who wants nothing more than to drown in your affection. 

🍒 He’ll by sniffing, even sobbing and when the Tweels leave, he’ll pester you for those kisses until… well, until never, I guess. 

🍒 “...Next time, do it with just the two of us, please…? I can’t let them see that I…”

Malleus Draconia

🍒 One, surprised that you’re able to reach him, two, delighted! He’s happy you love him so much that you don’t care about his reputation to give him a kiss on the lips in public. 

🍒 He’ll even help you, floating you up so you can easily kiss him again. He’ll also kiss you in return, so you both are evenly matched. It's really cute, honestly, seeing a small girl and this giant of a man kissing.

🍒 “How brave of you, dearest treasure."

Hey @cupids-chamber take a look at the last part! Do you think it could be a scenario for the game?

「Fluff」 Azul Ashengrotto × Cook!GN!Reader

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 🍱 Azul is your loving boyfriend and you hoped he was taking care of himself after his Overblot situation: that's when he started to notice you were a phenomenal cook. And ever pleased to feed him!

𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: MC cooks for their romantic fish and Azul's embarrassed!

𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐫(𝐬): Spoilers for Azul's backstory and his body issues but he's perfectly fine, he knows what he can eat and can't eat! ^^ Food is a heavy topic in this work and a small bit of angst for a small part where your MC can mess up (but it's fully optional and ends with everything being okay), GN!MC has more masculine terms for things if any are needed but it is GN.

🛑 Reader's skill for cooking is left ambiguous, backstory is up to you ー the last part in the story is just to tease the romantic heart he has!

𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐩: Azul Ashengrotto × (Amazing Cook) GN!Reader

ー 𝕬𝖟𝖚𝖑 𝕬𝖘𝖍𝖊𝖓𝖌𝖗𝖔𝖙𝖙𝖔

ㅁ This man has a corset under his clothes, dear. He's watching his weight for… obvious reasons, since the Overblot incident, have mercy on his waist!

ㅁ He doesn't care about nutritionally balanced foods but he is feeling your love if this is your dominant love language.

ㅁ Speaking of the Overblot incident, it's how he figured out you were a bit of cooking professional. After all, the credentials for anti-Overblot is rest and food. Thank you, Crowley!

ㅁ He was in class at the first sight of your culinary skills. He was looking for a specific set of notes he had copied from a 53rd edition textbook when he heard the sound of something dropping next to him.

ㅁ Looking up, it was you, and he smiled at you before he noticed the black little box on his desk. After asking you about it, you smiled and urged him to open the lid to find out. Lid… ?

ㅁ He opened it to see a warm, steaming lunch of sweet chili chicken karaage arranged deliciously above some white rice. He gaped at it before asking if this was for him, and you affirmed as such as he resealed it with a failed smirk of confidenceーit turned out to look more like he was beaming with mirth!

ㅁ Floyd wasn't allowed to steal his lunch in the lounge, but apparently they didn't stop from teasing him no matter when when you joined them at the Lounge, happy to see his lunch empty.

ㅁ That wasn't the first or last either: you even made him a large pot of milk tea that he shared with Jade that night. The next day, along with Grim at your side, you dropped off a small tuna salad alongside some fried eggs. And during a board game club meetingーafter you scared Idia shitless by swinging the door openーyou offered both he and Idia a wildberry, chocolate opera cake slice each from a cake you make in class.

ㅁ Idia nearly fainted at the attention and taste, Azul almost fainted from this being his second visit from you today!

ㅁ Later, while your helping Jade and Floyd with food prep as a favor, he asked you why you were so keen on sharing your food with him so much. He's seen you share a ton of food if you have any at all, but asks just to be sure.

ㅁ Based on your reasoning, his opinion will not change from trusting you unless it's one of two things. He'd only change to embarrassed if you think he was just too sweet to not spoil rotten (and the tweels teasing him later about being "spoiled rotten" doesn't help), and he'd become miffed and conflicted if you called him too skinny or small in any way other than affectionate.

ㅁ After all… his past about his weight…

ㅁ Even if you do offend himーif your unlucky enough to do so, even though he trusts you deeplyーhe's not hard to calm down. He's a bleeding heart romantic and if you use your other love languages such as sweet words and comfort, gentle touches and reassurance, et cetera: you'll be fine. Just know you were in the wrong for that one.

ㅁ If you never got to that point, Azul will just ask that you perhaps lower your feeding of him to once a week… unless… you don't want to… ?

ㅁ He doesn't last and tries your eggs bendict two days later after you offered, no arm pulling needed.

ㅁ He's just trying to keep up his scary mafia look in public, don't worry about him! He just thinks having his classmates see him get chicken and fettuccine alfredo from you during 4th period lunch is embarrassing; but nobody really cares except the more teasing students anyways. And he doesn't stop you at all. He kisses you, actually, if you're alone or on a date.

ㅁ Azul stops caring (truly, finally) when even Vil Schoenheit, scrutinizer of most foods, compliments the mini fruit parfait you shared with him. It was almost like you guessed Vil was in his office today, and used low fat and non-artificial ingredients… !

ㅁ If you come into his office during a meeting with coffee for him and a classmate, and your in a waiter or butlers attire, he'll faint, he's weak… ! He loves you dearly, don't make Azul fall any further, the food is enough… !

I hope you enjoy and please reblog if you can! I want to cook for Azul and also dress in that school uniform, it looks fire tbh.

I’m asking you to put your age in your bio (FAQ)

What does that mean? Your age should be visible in your blog description or blog title. I’m not asking you to tell me your age by sending me a private message, I want to be able to see it on your blog. Do I have to share my exact age? If you prefer not to share your exact age, it’s also okay use a description like “20 something years old”, “in my 40′s”, “25 < my age < 30″, “born in the 80s” or your birth year. However, “18+” does not count as an age since it’s too vague and can also just be used as a synonym for NSFW. Why do I have to share my age? Because this is an NSFW blog and I want to try my best to make sure no minors are following me. Also, I prefer knowing a bit more (basic info!) about the people who are following me than just their kinks. Why don’t you just ask me? It’s a hell lot of work to keep sending everyone private messages just to ask for their age. If it’s easy to reply with a message, then I’m sure you can change your blog description too. Also, I’m sure I’m not the only NSFW blog you decided to follow, and many others want you to put your age in your bio as well. But it’s private information! Telling us whether you’re in your 20s or 40s isn’t gonna make us find out who you are exactly. It’s not “private info”, it’s basic info. But I still don’t wanna do it… Then I’m happy to block you.