Distinguishedsaladphantom - Meow

When it comes to the pact marks that line your body the brothers can't help but be entranced

If you find yourself relaxing with Asmo, he has a habit of coloring them in with makeup the intricate patterns practically glow with the shimmers in the eyeshadow.

Levi can't help but stare at them at his, he still can't believe that you'd liked him enough to have a permanent reminder on your body. But he can't lie he thinks it's beautiful.

Beel loves all of them his and his brother's, a enchanting reminder that you would stay, that you chose to stay with him. He'll follow you till the ends of the earth, please let that mark remind you that he loves you.

Belphie has trouble looking at his mark. He knows what he did too you how could you want a reminder of it? But when you grabbed his hand and let him trace the pattern, he couldn't help but blush.

Satan at first had a feeling that he wouldn't like the way his mark looked. Boy, was he wrong. The intricate pattern had him entrance and enchanted. Was this really for him? It's gorgeous.

Mammon can't lie he misses when his mark was the only one that Decorated your body. But it doesn't matter his was first! And well if you ask him, his is the most beautiful after all gold always did suit you the best.

A pack mark Lucifer used to scoff at the thought. But then he saw his. The way it wrapped around your form, the slight shimmer in the intricate Linework, it just looked right on you.

kinktober - day 08 - cockwarming

ghost x gn!reader | 1k words cw: cockwarming (duh), blowjob/face-fucking, spit summary: simon asks so little of you. be still, be good. banner by @/cafekitsune | kinktober list

You’re drooling. He doesn’t seem to mind.

Perching atop Simon, you’re a living statue. Dedicated to restraint. Despite the thrum reverberating through your body, emanating from the deep seat of his cock, you remain still. Every scrap of willpower spent on not clenching around him mindlessly, not milking him dry, not granting a single, subtle movement.

You balance on the cusp of self-control, yours and his.

He asks so little of you. 

Don’t think about how good it feels. How right it feels. That would be selfish. He needs this.

Be still. Be good.

The mantra loops in your head with each breath. Your eyes flutter open, eyelashes kissing his skin where your head rests. Slumped against your boyfriend, his cock buried to the hilt inside you, you feel as though you could fall asleep. Akin to the whir of a tattoo gun or the drone of an engine, the pulse of his cock is rhythmic. Soothing.

Right where you belong.

This isn’t just about his relaxation, but your own. (You figured that out after the first time he asked you to do it.)

When Simon leaves, he knows he’s not the only one anxious over his safety and return. This—along with several rounds of near bed-breaking sex—is how the both of you calm down. Work it out of your systems.

The melting ice in his drink clinks as it shifts in the glass. You blearily stare, measuring time in amber. Oh. Huh. You must’ve dozed off already.

Simon shifts. Tiny shocks dance across your skin and burst like fireworks in your belly. A small test. He strokes the length of your thigh, then squeezes and pulls a cheek.

“Back in the land of the livin’?”

“Mm, yeah,” you murmur sleepily. “Can I wipe my mouth?”

He adjusts beneath you, driving a quiet moan out of you. He chuckles, and his knuckles sweep up your back. “If ya want. I’d like to read for a bit.”

Stars dance at the edge of your vision at the unspoken command. Invitation, really. You don’t wipe your mouth but blot his bare shoulder and chest with your shirt and let him kiss you once on the way down. The extra saliva does help with this particular stretch.

You taste yourself intermixed with him, musk and sweat. His bodywash, faintly, from a shower break some hours ago. Your lips stretch around his cock and seal around it, tongue snug beneath its weight and teeth tucked. He nudges further into your mouth and throat every ten seconds. He keeps count, but you do, too.

Thanks to the frequency of your sessions, it’s hardly a struggle once he’s comfortably resting in your mouth. Breathe in, breathe out.

Drool gradually gathers and drips from your mouth. Beads and puddles form on your naked thighs. You negotiate a posture, folding your arms to rest your head against a knee. Simon’s hand gently pats your head so as to not muss or disturb your hair, and then he settles in with a book.

With the sound of turning pages and the occasional sip, you drift back into that pleasant headspace. The world softens at its edges like slipping underwater or a warm blanket drying under the afternoon sun. Becomes a distant and vague thing, where Simon’s your anchor. A weightless haze where you don’t need to be anything other than this.

You’d kneel for hours if you could. In reality, it’s so much shorter than that. Your knees and his cock are impatient things, for very different reasons.

Simon gives you a five-second warning by dropping his book before his hands settle over the back of your skull. The time for relaxation is over.

With all the spit and your fairly lax muscles, it’s obscene how quick he goes. Hips rolling, retracting, and plunging back in with loud, squelching noises. You gag hard but swiftly force yourself to adapt, becoming pliant under his grip as he pushes your head to meet his cock. You blindly reach up, one hand resting on his thigh and the other pushing under his shirt to thread into his happy trail. He groans loud enough to wake the neighbors when you tug a little.

It’s a struggle to open your eyes, let alone roll them straight up. Your gazes meet over the landscape of his body, the pudge of his stomach, and rippling muscle. He’s gorgeous like this, taking what he needs from you at his leisure. Those blinking eyelashes that seem almost out of place on a man like him, shading the black coals of his eyes. Your chest tightens, knowing they burn for you.

He slows a bit to speak.

“I’m gonna come—can you take it?”

You demonstrate your ‘yes’, swallowing around his cock and sneaking a burning drag of air, then hook your fingers over the loosened waistband of his jeans. Hanging on for dear life as he resumes his pistoning into your mouth. It isn’t long until his hips stutter.

“That’s it, fuck, swallow—don’t waste a drop.”

Hot cum bursts into your mouth in thick ropes. The majority shoots down your throat, but what’s left, you taste. A salt and bitterness, a touch of sweetness. It splashes over your tongue, and you swallow, the act a whole negotiation with your mouth still stuffed.

Your throat works as he slows to a deep roll of his hips. He withdraws and grips the base of his cock, holding it still for you to lick clean. Red-pink and shiny, you kiss its head and let him help you up with a groan. You automatically stick out your tongue, which he pinches gently with a thumb and forefinger, inspecting like you’re hiding any.

“Did so well for me. Didn’t complain once. You alright, sweet’eart?” 

You hum, nuzzling into his other, completely drool-free shoulder, and nod. “Mhmm. Am requesting a break for my mouth, though.” 

He brushes his lips to your temple, and you feel him smirk. “S’pose I’ll allow it.”

Lifting some, you start to try and nudge him into lying down. You drag your legs off him and meet his amused eye. He complies after a minute of poking and prodding.

“What’re you doin’?”

You warm at the sight of him on his back, then stand to figure out the best approach.

“Your nose looks cold, Simon,” you remark softly. “Should I sit there, too?”

dancing ghosts

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☆ random obey me headcanons part 2!

asmodeus, levi and barbatos ♡

part one (lucifer, mammon and simeon)

part three (beelzebub, belphegor, solomon)

part four (satan and diavolo)

cw: some small nsfw on asmo's part :p

small note: thank you so much for the likes and reblogs! i never expected such a large majority of people to enjoy my content so it's very dear to me. once again, thank you!

☆ asmodeus:

- kinda bad at cooking. his way of slicing and dicing vegetables is very mediocre if not clumsy looking. there are days where his cooking is acceptable and days where it's to seasoned or too bland (always convinces himself its good tho and posts it on his devilgram)

- though he's kinda bad at cooking, his baking skills are okay! his favorite pastry to make are cookies because he can design them the most.

- "ofcourse mc! you'll always be the first one to try my desserts! unless you want to taste something else?~ ♡"

- he has a collection of sanrios, hironos and sonny angels in his room. ESPECIALLY sonny angels. crazy thing is he always gets them for free from his fans and its always the limited edition ones

- he really enjoys watching old movies from the human world especially the romcoms. mean girls, notting hill, pitch perfect. he will pester you to rewatch it with him even though you guys have seen it multiple times already.

- he keeps a small jewelry box in his room but instead of jewelry its full of pics of you and him and the gifts you give him. theres some pics in there where the other brothers were cut or crossed out so it'll be just you and him lmfao

- he is a yandere and i stand by this. it's not as obvious but if he's really into you he'll constantly mark you with his scent and the stuff he wears. he'll leave a hickey or a bite mark if you're lucky ;)

- the type of guy to only bring a purse to school. if you ask for a pencil the bitch is gonna open his bag and say "oopsie! i only brought my makeup pouch and mirror today. sorry babe!"

- has his own private concert in showers every goddamn day

- he'll either fangirl with you about celebrities or he'll get extremely jealous because you're simping for someone else.

☆ levi:

- sometimes his ass crack will be on display when he's sitting down on the floor

- wears booty shorts religiously. sometimes he'll casually just walk out his room wearing a hoodie and booty shorts with prints on it

- has a tumblr account where he posts a bunch of hc, drabbles and other shit and until now no one knows its him

- had an amino and discord phase where he always roleplayed with other people. till this day it haunts him at night

- he livestreams twice a week on twitch and has been scolded by lucifer on stream once. there was also a time where mammon barged in his room half naked and suddenly all the views went up 10x

- trolls on roblox like it's a 9 to 5 job

- every once in a while he'll stay in lucifers room while lucifer is doing paperwork. he'll just lay down on his bed, watch and play games and even fall asleep

- makes his own persona in every fandom he gets into and writes very detailed backstories (dw levi, same)

- only reads "x reader" fics for obvious reasons

- went insane because human world games and animes are better than the ones in devildom. dont get me started about aot. (his favorite is levi ackerman obvi)

☆ barbatos:

- wishes he could get piercings but since he's the demon prince's butler he obviously can't

- started tweakin when you said some humans keep rats and bugs as pets. like he stopped polishing some plates and looked at you like you just dog shitted diavolo's name

- really enjoys your spotify playlist filled with metalhead and grunge songs. he really likes slipknot

- likes to order those cute, fancy tea sets when he has the time. when you gifted him tea leaves and a limited edition teapot set his love for you sky rocketed.

- gets annoyed when solomon manspreads

- has a really good voice when he sings. he used to sing diavolo lullabies when his father would get angry at him

- scrolls through levi and mammon's post for educational purposes cuz he wants to learn slangs just incase diavolo asks him what a specific word means

- "barbatos, what does 'runnin from da opps' mean?"

- "my lord, 'runnin from da opps' is a slang made by the new generation. it means fleeing from your haters."

- loves to tailor and iron his bed sheets so he can have a peaceful rest after a long day of non stop errands.

🍫💐 A Homemade Treat 💝💌

Happy Valentine’s Day everyone 💕

I've read your fics multipul times! So much so that I just... forgot to follow you (So sorry!!) But your stuff with Tonowari and Ronal is what really opened my eyes to them. did NOT know what I was missing. ngl you're turning to to Jake now too But I'd love to hear your general na'vi headcanons. I've seen you mention things like courting/courtship, sent marking, differerent instincts, stuff like that and I'd love to hear as much as you're willing to give, like anything you wanna talk about inside and outside this ask. All of it. please. If you don't mind. That stuff is like my bread and butter.

(and sorry for my spelling mistakes! I'm just not good at spelling)

this made me laugh lmao i imagine there's a lot of people who read my stuff but don't follow me, so don't worry!!

i don't know if i have a lot of general courting headcanons, but here's some of them!

courting is typically marked by a gift exchange; traditionally, a piece of jewelry. this jewelry is usually designed exclusively by the na'vi seeking a mate, but it is common for family and friends to contribute to its construction by donating beads, feathers, textiles etc. towards it. this symbolises the acceptance and support of the future bond by the future in laws

the beginning of courtship periods are often celebrated, but courting can actually take quite a long time. the na'vi mate for life, after all, and making tsaheylu with their intended mate is a sacred act, so they don't believe in rushing it. (this is what makes jake and neytiri's sudden mating so scandalous)

throughout the courtship period, gifts and acts are service are exchanged in order to prove their worth as a mate. hunters/warriors will gift their intended mates with their kills to prove they can provide for them. carved wooden figures and tools are common too, as well as textiles and clothes woven by hand.

scent is big for the na'vi! my favourite headcanon is that the na'vi are like cats, and that they have scent glands in their noses, cheeks, foreheads, and chins! so you'll see a lot of nuzzling their faces into their mate's face, neck, shoulders, etc. in order to coat them in their scent. it's a form of claiming, and it's big among courting couples who haven't yet made their mating official!

(i like to think that's what neytiri's doing below)

Obey Me! Brothers Accidentally Hurting MC

this is fun and this is silly and i like it!!!! TW: mentions of blood and injuries

Thanks so much for the love on my last post!!

Lucifer

Lucifer is yelling at his brothers (typical) but they are getting the lecture of a LIFETIME

hes yelling, scolding, the whole nine yards

you come out of your room to see what the comotion is about and stand behind him

he doesnt see you, and while waving his arms he accidentally smacks you with the back of his hand

immedietly grabs your face to see if your okay

yells at the brothers to go to their room

please tell him your fine, hes so worried

will be sweet for the rest of the week

flowers,dinner, alone time whatever you want

Mammon

Hes running away from Lucifer

probably running up his debts again

turns the corner at RAD and doesnt see you

immediately runs into you and sends you to the floor

grabs you before you can smack your head

the most guilty giving you a million apologies immedietly

grabbing your head and appendages to check for blood or brusies

"Im sorry! Im sorry! are you okay? you dont have one of those concussions do ya?"

when you tell him your fine he relaxes

until he hears Lucifer yelling again

He grabs you buy the arm, yanks you up, and starts running with you

Levi

(i saw this as a headcannon somewhere like this and ill link it if i find it but this is so accurate)

You wanted to see Levi so what do you do? go to his room to see what hes doing

You knock and give the passcode, but hear no response

you hear a loud game and some aggravated sounds]

inside, Levi is tired of this boss in his game. this is the millionth time hes played this and he can't get past! hes over it.

in anger, he chucks his controler at the door... the second you walk in and check on him

the controler hits the door frame and smacks you in the face, you cover your face and taking a few steps back

bro immediately screams

scrambling to get to you

thinks you've died

yells so bad everyone hears him screaming and comes out

"ive killed my player 2! i cant go on! im the worst, you must hate me now! your gonna have brain damage and its all my fault-"

Grab him by the shoulders and tell him you'll live and your not mad at him

Satan

(saw this in multiple hc,in different ways, ill link them if i see it, gonna roll with this)

Satan is PISSED

Mammon stole one of his rare books to sell online, and hes hot on his tail

hes got one of those books in his hands, and as mammon turns a corner he chucks one it at him

right in the way of the front door, that you open immediately... getting a book to the face as your carrying groceries in

grabs you before you fall to the floor

checking you for injuries

hes read up on human biology and is immedietly worried

he apologizes so quick and so many times

when you tell him your fine he turns to mammon and he runs

he makes sure your okay before booking to mammon to whoop him

Asmo

your helping him clean out his closet

Hes on a ladder reaching for his spring clothes when he slips and falls

when your right behind him.. about to grab that box from him...

yall fumble and he falls on top of you

"oh my! Darling are you okay?"

on the floor he grabs your face and checks your face for any pain

when he sees your blush he blushes too, grabing your cheek

"oh honey, us stuck in this situation seems like fate dont you?"

Beel

You and Beel are tasked with setting up dewcorations for Diavolos newest festival

Beel is running out of streamers so you think of handing him another roll will be so helpful!

you walk up behind him on the ladder

"hey! got another roll for yo-"

Beel, started, turns around and accidentally elbows you right in the eye

you stuble back, clutching your eye

he grabs you, immediately teary eyed. thinking youll hate him, that your afraid of him

it takes you and solomon telling him over and over that your fine

puts an ice pack on your eye and holds it there

at dinner, he offers you more food

"here, have this, you need to get your strength up"

Belphegor

hes set the perfect trap

when Lucifer walks through this door he will be hit with a bucket of devildom tree sap!

what he doesnt expect was you walking through the door before him

covered in sap and clearly upset he looks at you in shock

Worst case senario: unlocked

He gets chewed out by Lucifer first

But spends the rest of the night getting the sap out of your hair while watching movies and apologizing a million times

Makes beel go and get your favorite snacks and cuddles you all night

LEVIATHAN STONER CONFIRMED 🗣️🗣️

people keep trying to make "ladies and gentlemen" more inclusive.

I think we should go the other way around.

make more and more weird false dichotomies in greetings. "gamers and pianists". "oil painters and swordsmen". "vexillologists and entomologists". "chess masters and diamond artificers". "accountants and gendered individuals".

we need to be dropping shit into formal meetings to make people say "wait what? which one am I?"

For your consideration:

Lucifer and Mammon display nesting behaviors.

If MC takes a nap around the House, they'll wake up surrounded by a mound of blankets, pillows, and various random shirts and jackets from their closest.

They think, "Oh MC might get cold, I'll go get them a blanket." ... then another, and another, and another, and...

Then their bird-brains forget even doing it until MC wakes up or they need their clothes to go out somewhere.

Belphie has woken up in similar fabric piles before and it weirds him out that they keep doing that