Say Youll Stay (never Be Severed)when They Have A Nightmare You Die ; Title Creds

— say you’ll stay (never be severed) when they have a nightmare you die ; title creds

lucifer knows it was just a dream. he knows it wasn’t real, assures himself it wasn’t and yet he allows his heart - still thundering in his chest - to guide his sharp strides and pound on your door. the sight of you, worry for him clear though sleepy and bleary eyed, is enough for lucifer’s knees to melt and he falls forward to embrace you, relieved sigh shuddering through the air next to your ear. it feels natural when your arms circle his torso, tight hold allowing him to sink further and push back the tears that welled in his eyes. for once, lucifer’s head isn’t in charge and he relishes in your touch as his heartbeat begins to slow until it thumps a steady rhythm of i love you, i love you. unknowingly, the words fall from his lips too, escaping from deep within. and it’s the certainty in your voice as you return the confession that finally convinces lucifer he had experienced nothing more than a bad dream.

mammon doesn’t wait, can’t wait. he scrambles to your room, familiar route suddenly lasting an eternity. his feet slap panickedly against the floor as he barges in with such urgency that the door swings open with a bang. the slam is loud enough to scare you awake, half jumping out of your skin. but you don’t have a moment spare to take in what’s happening before mammon wraps himself around you, head tucked into the crook of your neck as he gasps and chants, “you’re ok, you’re ok.” you bring your own arms up to envelope him, knowing not of his nightmare but of just how bravely he protects his family, from the fall to now. it’d be foolish to think he’s the second eldest for nothing. but right now, mammon trembles under your touch, one hand rubbing across his broad shoulders and the other finding its place in the foam of his hair. “i’m ok,” you whisper in return as the first tears hit your collarbone and seep into your skin, “and you are too. i’ve got you, mammon.”

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You loved me too late...| Obey me x Fem!Reader

summary: when mc loves everyone but they don’t love her, not until it’s too late.

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oh i love myself some angst. And yes, I’m running out of ideas. But who doesn’t love some “I loved you but you loved me too late.” trope? EXACTLY. 

warnings: being replaced, angst, emotional and physical abuse, suicidal thoughts 

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   It hurts, doesn’t it? Having to easily see the brothers you so desperately wanted attention easily flick away from you. It does not help that the girl you were talking about prided in basically everything. She had everything in her fingertips, while you nothing in your cold hands. It was depressing. Having to love someone who doesn’t love you. It felt toxic. It felt saddening. It felt….tiring. It was exhausting. You still wanted them. You still acknowledged them. And yet, they took that all for granted. They only accepted her. But not you. Rage throbbed in your veins but you knew, beneath every façade and every breakdown, nothing will change. The cycle won’t change. The pain won’t change. She won’t change. The brothers won’t change. You gave them everything you had, but they gave you nothing. You wanted to cry. You wanted to feel something. But after so much, the very same tears that let out your emotions only let out your pain. Your vulnerability. It’s painful, no?  As you hug the cold pillow, you hoped it could at least give you some warmth. 

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I Don’t Deserve This

obey me

Genre: angst. Just angst. All the way angst

! Gender-neutral MC !

Warnings: mc gets enough and snaps. Questionable ending. Will do flashback of what get mc to the breaking point if this gets enough attention

“I-I don’t want this- I don’t deserve this! Getting parted from my home, entering to a school where everyone is trying to kill me- even the ones who supposed to be protecting me! I don’t want to be involved in your family drama I-“ Your voice grew louder with each word, becoming more poisonous and angry, filled with the rage of all the thing they had to go through “I am not your fucking therapist. I’m just a human who get dragged here for your sick pleasure”

You couldn’t help but notice the expression on Mammon’s face, as if he was just about to cry.

‘Good’ you thought ‘he-no they all deserve to get hurt like I did’

All the things you had to go through, all the humiliation and pain, just because some asshole with a crown decided it was a good idea to drag you here, a human with no particular magic skill or packs with a million demons like Solomon, you, who only had their words to protect themself. You who get hurt countless times in order to help those selfish demons and still put a smiling face on for them.

And when you finally had enough they were all looking at you like you were out of your mind.

“I don’t remember us asking you to stick your nose up to our business now” Lucifer began to talk. Oh of course he did. It was not like he could let that stupid pride of his take any damage

“Really now? Do you really think that I had any choice? Talking as if I didn’t get manipulated into saving some asshole who killed me or as if you didn’t treated me like a toy you can get your anger out to” you had your fists clenched as you glared to him, Lucifer’s anger was visible but you couldn’t care less, it was not as if this would be the first time he couldn’t control his anger despite being a billion year old demon and take it on you. You just didn’t cared what happened but you wouldn’t obey to them anymore.

“MC please, calm down” Asmodeus began, reaching for your wrist only for you to yank it away.

“No. I’m tired of calming down, I’m tired of always forgiving all of you after everything you’ve done- I- I can’t believe I trusted some fucking demons!” You couldn’t help but let out a small laugh that was far from happy. Really, how could you be so naive?

And their faces…Their faces had anything but guilt on them, anything but a sign that they understood what they did wrong. Demons truly were heartless creatures.

“I’m done with all of you…I just want to go home. To the people I care for and who care for me…” now that the adrenaline left your body everything felt more real and after letting out everything you’ve built up inside you it felt so calm and peaceful, like the moment after a storm.

Yet that didn’t meant your words were just anger or you regretted them, no quite the opposite. Now that you’ve left it all out you felt…at ease. What was the last time you felt like this? You couldn’t remember and you had no intention of going back in those horrible memories trying to figure out. At the moment only thing you wanted to do was rest. And go home but resting was a easier goal.

You turned around to leave, heading to your room. Maybe you could pack up the very few stuff you had here that bringed you joy and then leave. If the demons didn’t let you then you would just command them so.

Before you climbed up to your room you turned to face them, hopefully for the last time

“Oh and tell that Lord Diavolo of yours that this exchange program only proves that our worlds should never interact. Ever again”

And with that you left, in hope of finally achieving what you deserved.

All the boys together!! These were SO fun to design, maybe I'll do some designs for the other demons and angels sometime~

Obey Me! DND / Fantasy AU 👾🔥

Individual information Below!

LUCIFER

Class: Paladin (Oathbreaker)

Subclass Description: An oathbreaker is a paladin who breaks their sacred oaths to pursue some dark ambition or serve an evil power. Whatever light burned in the paladin's heart been extinguished. Only darkness remains.

Creator Notes

Frontline tank for the party

Protective of the others. Will take hits to block his more fragile brothers

Leader of the party and organizes trips. Maybe sent by Diavolo on quests?

Other Class Choices: Crown Paladin

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MAMMON

Class: Rogue (Wild Card)

Subclass Description: Some rogues favor honing their skill and precision, others perfect a silver tongue, but you — well, you’ve always gotten a kick out of leaving things up to chance.

Rogues of the Wild Card variety thrive on the high stakes and random thrill of the game table. Armed with cunning cheats and no small amount of luck, these sly gamblers live and die by their rules, never keen to simply accept the hand fate deals them.

Creator Notes

The gambling dps (that either does really well or terribly, depends on rolls)

Holds a deck of cards on him, depending on the type of suit he pulls, it enchants his attacks to deal various effects to the enemy

Fitting match for a rogue

Boasts of his skills, a bit acrobatic to show off

Other Class Options: Thief Rogue

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LEVIATHAN

Class: Warlock (The Fathomless Pact)

Subclass Description: You have plunged into a pact with the deeps. An entity of the ocean, the Elemental Plane of Water, or another otherworldly sea now allows you to draw on its thalassic power. Is it merely using you to learn about terrestrial realms, or does it want you to open cosmic floodgates and drown the world?

Creator Notes

Summoner/DPS

Instead of tentacles the summon for his class would be vaguely representative of Lotan (like his head rising up and chomping the enemy etc

Literally just some guy. Also uses his pact to do mundane or petty things he’s too lazy to do

Other class options: Sea sorcerer, Ghost in the Machine Warlock

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SATAN

Class: Ranger (Beast Master Conclave)

Subclass Description: The Beast Master archetype embodies a friendship between the civilized races and the beasts of the world. United in focus, beast and ranger work as one to fight the monstrous foes that threaten civilization and the wilderness alike. Emulating the Beast Master archetype means committing yourself to this ideal, working in partnership with an animal as its companion and friend.

Creator Notes

DPS (kind of) and Support (kind of)

Has many animals (mostly cats) following him, he cares deeply for these companions. He also uses them to cause a lot of trouble. Pranking others and other antics. Both sides are protective of each other which can be problematic to the rest of the party.

Knowledgeable of creatures/maybe has a journal on them?

Other Class Choices: Mastermind Rogue, Monster Slayer Ranger

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ASMODEUS

Class: Bard (College of Glamour)

Subclass Description: The College of Glamour is the home of bards who mastered their craft in the vibrant realm of the Feywild or under the tutelage of someone who dwelled there. Tutored by satyrs, eladrin, and other fey, these bards learn to use their magic to delight and captivate others.

The bards of this college are regarded with a mixture of awe and fear. Their performances are the stuff of legend. These bards are so eloquent that a speech or song that one of them performs can cause captors to release the bard unharmed and can lull a furious dragon into complacency. The same magic that allows them to quell beasts can also bend minds. Villainous bards of this college can leech off a community for weeks, abusing their magic to turn their hosts into thralls. Heroic bards of this college instead use this power to gladden the downtrodden and undermine oppressors.

Creator Notes

The All-rounder

I didn’t want him to be stereotypical of a bard but I think glamour fits him -w- pretty and manipulative and such

Has weapons (knives and shivs) hidden on straps on his body

Uses his mind manipulating and enchanting magic for more selfish and maniacal needs. Very much does what he wants when the time is right

Heals occasionally, depending on his mood

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BEELZEBUB

Class: Barbarian (Path of the Beast)

Subclass Description: Barbarians who walk the Path of the Beast draw their rage from a bestial spark burning within their souls. That beast bursts forth in the throes of rage, physically transforming the barbarian.

Creator Notes

The tank/damage dealer. Sways depending on the situation.

Non-human

Basically the same but with a giant axe/weapon. Guy who literally hangs around and enjoys meals and such. Kind of a creature if you ask me

Similar to Lucifer, protective of his brothers and will block hits when possible

Comes in a package with Belphie. Do not separate the animals.

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BELPHEGOR

Class: Druid (Circle of Dreams)

Subclass Description: Druids who are members of the Circle of Dreams hail from regions that have strong ties to the Feywild and its dreamlike realms. The druids’ guardianship of the natural world makes for a natural alliance between them and good-aligned fey. These druids seek to fill the world with dreamy wonder. Their magic mends wounds and brings joy to downcast hearts, and the realms they protect are gleaming, fruitful places, where dream and reality blur together and where the weary can find rest.

Creator Notes

Party Healer (TM)

Non-human

Heals and micromanages Beel's health but everyone else is on their own. Leaves Lucifer to take hits and delays heals to fuck with him

Protects the party at night when everyone is sleeping

Also the same as canon; sleeps a lot until someone shakes him awake. Beel carries him around

Close second choice: Circle of Stars Druid

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or: i felt it in my mind. i reached out to it, and it to me.

the long-awaited final installment of awoken from uneasy dreams. the immediate aftermath of i shall be mr seek - please read that one first so that you understand what’s going on!

lots of warnings for this one: graphic descriptions of body horror and involuntary transformation, lots of bodily fluids (blood, saliva, demon goo, etc.), coughing/choking (similarities to drowning so please be careful if that’s upsetting for you), some of the imagery is similar to descriptions of seizures and similar uncontrollable physical reactions/episodes. i strongly encourage you to be mindful of the warnings, and to stop reading at any point if you become too uncomfortable. please put your own safety and comfort first.

satan watching the end of the world for just over 1500 words.

this isn’t exactly how saturday was supposed to go.

there was supposed to be a slow, sleepy morning with you curled up next to him in your bed, a bright and easy day to spend together, something warm and comforting for dinner with his brothers. maybe one of those parfaits you like at the café on silent street. there was supposed to be talking and laughing and smiling. maybe you’d hold his hand on the way home. there was supposed to be a good day. 

the red light flooding out of the library burns satan’s good day to ash.

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