Maliaahan, avatar of bean bags
• first 2 letters of your first name
• first consonant of your last name
• second letter of your middle name (or parent’s name)
• last vowel of your first name
• add the last three letters of your fave demon bro’s name
• thing closest to your left is what you are avatar of
Solomon: Hey, you know the House of Lamentation is haunted?
MC, who just arrived in Devildom: It is?
Solomon: Yeah, by tall ghost bitches
Solomon: Look, there's one now!
Beel, hitting his head on the doorway: ow
MC: (scream)
First post! I don’t know what to say so just read this fluffy interaction with Belphie.
You had exams coming up. Not only did you have your daily tasks from being an exchange student, now you had exams on subjects vastly different from the university courses in the human world. Spellcasting was difficult, Soul-taking was unsettling, and even PE was way more extreme than you had hoped it to be. At least your culinary classes had helped you cook things not especially harmful to humans, or feed Beel when it turned out they were more harmful than you’d like. Math was at easier than all your other classes, as you had a few years to learn algebra before you even got to this hellish college. But this algebra question on your study guide had you stumped. You had been sitting at a table in the cafeteria for hours doing your assignments, studying for the exams only a few days away. Lucifer had been pestering you about it until you gave in. Your room would have felt too cramped with all the textbooks everywhere, so you moved to the cafeteria. You began to regret it, however, as your back began aching a few hours into the study spree. You had been so focused on your work and your pained back that you hadn’t noticed the footsteps behind you.
“What are you doing here?” You jumped ever so slightly at the sleepy voice and turned around to face violet eyes brimming with curiosity under a fringe of black and white. “You should be sleeping.”
“Why? What time is it?” You replied as you turned back around to check your D.D.D. It was 11:00 at night. So you had been studying for 9 hours straight. “Oh. I-i hadn’t realized-” You cut yourself off, flustered that Belphegor, of all people, had caught you this late studying. “Wait, why aren’t you asleep? You’re always sleepy, so why are you awake?
Your question had visibly caught him off guard, and he stumbled over his words while responding with “I...I couldn’t sleep.” Couldn’t sleep?! You’re the Avatar of Sloth, how can you not sleep? Your head was full of questions and claims contradicting his answer. Just as you were about to ask them, however, you noticed his puffy eyes and hesistated. He had been crying. That’s why he wasn’t asleep.
“What’s wrong?” You weren’t sure how else to ask him; you weren’t sure what else to ask him. All you knew in that moment was that he needed comfort. He stayed silent at your question and sat down to your left on the uncomfortable bench. He looked incredibly sad in that moment, and your heart ached for you to do something about it. It pained you to see him that way and not know what to do to help him. He leaned forward onto the table, crossing his arms and laying his head down. You could definetly see him shaking slightly, and your heart shattered.
“Well, I’m going to keep studying. You can stay with me if you want.” Belphie didn’t make any move to acknowledge you. He just sat there, unmoving and silent. You tried to direct your attention back to your textbook, but hadn’t even gotten through a few sentences before you glanced back at Belphie. He hadn’t moved a muscle. You reached up with your left hand and stroked his back, feeling him shake beneath your touch. His breathing evened out slightly, and he slowly calmed himself down as you tried to focus on your textbook.
“MC?” His voice was somewhat calm now, and you hummed in responce. “Can I stay here? Just for a while?” He turned his head to face you now, and you could see the pink on his cheeks. Giving him a warm smile, you nodded. He sat up suddenly and wrapped his arms around you, holding you close as if he never wanted to let go. You hesitated before returning it, and there you stayed for what must have been a solid 3 minutes. He finally released you and you could feel tingling where he had hugged you. He sat silent for a bit, his face a bright red for a few seconds. You couldn’t help but giggle at how flustered he was in that very moment. He stood up from his place at your side. “Scoot forward, I have an idea.” He said, facing away from you to hide his still pink cheeks. You raised an eyebrow, then shrugged and did as he asked. He sat behind you with his legs outside yours and wrapped his arms around your torso, leaning on your back and placing his head on your shoulder.
“There, now I can sleep comfortably and you can study.” He said, smiling widely. You could feel your cheeks flush at his touch and leaned forward. You mind was racing, and you desperately tried to distract yourself with the textbook in front of you. He turned his head to the side and lay still as your mind raced. Your heart was thumping so loud you thought it might burst. How could he sleep so peacefully with your heart this loud? Surely he could hear it. Yet he still lay perfectly still, softly breathing. You could feel his chest rising and falling against your back, and before long your eyelids felt very heavy. It wasn’t long before you found yourself laying down on top of the textbook you needed to study, on the cusps of sleep.
Studying for that exam will have to wait until tomorrow.
Wth is 🤙supposed to mean???
Your ninth used emoji is his reaction when you asked for a kiss…
Here’s mine: 😳 (Looks like I surprised Beel!)
Tagging: @fellulahh @foxy-princess @beelzebaes @mahiihi @obeyme-sinners and who ever feels like joining!
Everyday, Black women and girls are missing and either never found or found dead.
Say HER name.
15 year old JOY LYNN. She is missing from Dallas, Texas. The police aren't doing anything, so please, if you suspect anything, found a clue, or whatever, come forward.
Mammon: Hey Lucif-
Lucifer, at his desk with a bunch of bills in front of him: Mammon, for the sake of my blood pressure I'm going to ask you to not finish that sentence.
Mammon:
Mammon: -fer, I was wondering if-
Lucifer: (livid)
ss Oh good lord MC, what have you gotten yourself into now?
You had a huge crush on the Avatar of Gluttony, and it was fairly obvious to everyone but him. You would often go out of your way to “just hang out” with him, you would ask him what he wanted from a vending machine if you were using it, you would even look up the best restaurants in Devildom to take him there. Yet this dense boy still thought you were just so incredibly nice. But he’s cute so it’s ok.
After getting some advice from Asmo on how to make him like you more, you were setting up the kitchen to attempt some Deviled Spider Eggs. (Just look at these if you don’t know what Deviled Eggs are.)This was a delicacy in Devildom, and you were sure Beel was going to love it. The problem was that you had never touched a frying pan in your life, but it can’t be that hard, right?
Wrong.
How did you manage to burn the spider eggs? You were supposed to boil them, not fry them. Now you can’t turn them into little boats! Even if you could, how are you supposed to get the yolk out now? You couldn’t save the first batch, but you didn’t have it in you to throw it in the trash. So you just left the fried eggs on a plate on the counter beside you, thinking that maybe you could save them or mix them with something else.
The next two batches didn’t go so well either. While you did manage to boil the eggs this time, you cut them in half horizontally instead of vertically so they were always falling over and rolling around, getting the goop everywhere on the plate. The third batch wasn’t too bad, except that you had somehow mixed paprika with chili powder, so your taste test almost made you down the entire goat milk carton in the fridge. You were so busy working on your fourth batch of Deviled Spider Eggs that you didn’t even notice the red-haired demon coming up behind you.
“What are you making, MC?” You nearly jumped high enough to hit the ceiling at those words as you whipped around and saw the huge and curious Beelzebub standing almost right behind you. His purple eyes were darting between the failed batches next to you and your deer-in-headlights expression.
“B-Beel! Hi! What are you doing here?” You managed to say to which he raises an eyebrow.
“Um, getting food?” Of course he was, he was the Avatar of Gluttony. You internally facepalmed at your previous words and opted to block the sight of your most recent batch of Deviled Spider Eggs with your body. You stood up straighter and hid your hands behind your back, hopefully obscuring your surprise snack for the demon.
He wasn’t even paying attention to your movements, his eyes on your other failed attempts. They were mostly unrecognizable from the picture of the recipe you had seen on Devilgram, so you hoped those batches wouldn’t give away your surprise.
“Can I have those?” He pointed and you nodded. He started wolfing down the failed eggs as you took the distraction as an opportunity to work more on your most recent batch. You were certain this would be the most perfect dish you had ever attempted to make; you had boiled the eggs, you had cut them in half vertically, and you made sure you had used paprika this time. Everything seemed perfect until you noticed that the previous batches had already been devoured and Beel was now watching you sprinkle the paprika on the giant spider eggs. “Are those Deviled Spider Eggs?”
“Umm...yes? I’ve been trying to practice my cooking so I started with these. Were the other ones ok?” You didn’t want him to know your feelings just yet, so you avoided telling him why you had been practicing your cooking.
“The other ones were nice, but those look perfect!” His eyes only left the food to give you a big smile. You could feel your face heat up as you looked back at the eggs you had spent hours trying to perfect. They certainly looked somewhat close to the ones you had seen on Devilgram, but Beel complimenting them made them seem even better now.
“Want to help me taste test? I don’t think I can eat all of them on my own.” You offered, to which he nodded excitedly and immediately reached for the nearest delicacy. He popped several in his mouth at a time while you grabbed one and nommed on it. It tasted like one of those Deviled Eggs you had eaten in the human world, with some added unknown flavor from the spider eggs. Needless to say, it tasted amazing. Before you had even eaten three, Beel had finished the other ones with a satisfied grin on his face.
When you asked if they tasted ok to him, he looked over to you with a big grin on his face and nodded. “Those were amazing. Are you going to practice cooking again soon?”
You laughed at how cute his excited face was and said, “ If it means you’ll help me taste test whatever it is, of course I will!”
Sorry if this was OOC, I’m just practicing.
Omg this is perfect!!!
At first MC is incredibly stressed. I mean wouldn’t you be if your ‘sorcerer’ friend claimed he could give you wings but accidentally turned you invisble instead?
Nevertheless, Solomon eventually calms MC down and tries to make them see the bright side
“You could haunt the brothers? You know, get them back for all of the chaos they’ve caused you!”
“Yes...” MC speaks cunningly, “That’s not a bad idea”
Solomon doesn’t realise MC walks off so he continues rambling to himself
‘I’ll start from the oldest, shall I?’
MC enters Lucifer’s study and he’s so busy that he doesn’t even notice the door open
Each time he places down his pen, MC gently nudges it so that it rolls off the desk
“Oh hells, why must you do this?!” He cries, picking up his dip pen, “Gravity you heartless bitch.”
MC then proceeds to push his papers off the desk
“MAMMON IS THIS YOU?!”
Satisfied, MC then leaves to find the second eldest
Entering his open door, MC immediately spots goldie acrosss the room, placed on Mammon’s bedside table as he lays beside it
Picking it up, MC waves it in front of his face before moving away
“Goldie?!” He shrieks, chasing up his beloved card, “come back!”
Stepping up to the window, MC quickly flings it out onto the grass below
“GOLDIE COME BACK!” Mammon cries, launching through the open window
Next up is Levi!
Sneaking into his room while he’s gaming, MC tiptoes over to Henry’s fish tank
“Leviiiiiii” MC speaks in a low voice, “feed meeee!”
“WHAT THE PISS” Levi screams, throwing his controller across the room as he thinks Henry’s talking to him
Trying not to giggle, MC quickly avoids Levi as he sprints across the room before stepping out, making their way to Satan’s chamber
Knocking on his door, Satan soon appears and looks puzzled to see nobody on the other side
Just before he goes to shut the door, MC speaks in an unfamiliar voice
“Lucifer is your Father...” the human hums, “your Father loves youuuu”
“No! You’re lying!” He shouts frantically
“Lucifer’s your Daddyyyyy”
“NO!” Satan screams before slamming the door
Almost in hysterics, MC turns their head and sees Asmo nearby
‘Ah! Perfect!’
Following him into his room, MC strategically slips past Asmo and quickly hides his favourite hairbrush
Almost immediately he notices it’s gone and shrieks before running out of the room
“WHICH ONE OF YOU BITCHES TOOK MY HAIRBRUSH” MC hears him shout down the hallway
Quickly placing it back where they took it from, MC awaits his return
As Asmo enters his room, his eyes widen as he sees his precious hairbrush sat on the dressing table despite not being their less than a minute ago
Finally, MC’s adventure almost comes to an end
Reaching the human’s final destination, they slip inside Beel’s and Belphie’s room
Both sat on their beds, MC moves to the sixth eldest first who’s busy eating some popcorn
Every time he takes a piece out of the bag he’s got, MC quickly pinches it from between his fingers and throws it over their shoulder
“Oh!” Beel whimpers as he furrows his eyebrows, watching the flying popcorn
Every time he takes another piece, MC takes it in their fingers and chucks it across the room
“Belphie!” Beel whines, “something’s wrong with this popcorn - it won’t let me eat it.”
“You’re being ridiculous, Beel.” Belphie moans as MC walks over to him
Cuddling his favourite pillow, he’s completely nonethewiser of the invisble human coming his way
Grabbing the pillow, MC then yanks it out from his arms, causing Belphie to face plant the mattress
Throwing it across the room, Beel’s eyes widen “IT’S HAPPENING TO YOU TOO!”
Later that evening after Solomon manages to fix his spell, MC enters the lounge to be met with 7 extremely quiet brothers
“What’s gotten into you guys?” MC asks
“Nothing.” They all mutter, refusing to admit that they think the House is haunted
Satan: I'm not FUCKING ANGRY I'm just being a sarcastic bitch
Leviathan: I'm not good at insulting people BUT IF I WAS You'd be SO roasted rn
Beelzebub: Currently eating a tomato like an apple because I want to eat but I also need to be healthy
Asmo: How do I brag without sounding like a narcissistic bitch
Belphegor, replying: You already are a narcissistic bitch
Asmo: I know but how do I not SOUND like one
Hello! I'm fairly new to the Obey me Fandom and I wanted to ask you if you could do a few head cannons for Mammon and Asmo? I'm not sure your character limit so I just picked 2. How would they react to an mc who is a bit of a rougher but kind type, like a monster hunter or mercenary? Someone who is self sufficient in protecting themselves. It's fine if this is a bit much. It's up to you if you want to take this ask on. thanks!
Welcome to the Obey Me community!! And this ask was really fantastic, thank you!!!
He is shooketh when he sees how scary you can get
Like damn you didn't have to threaten the bullies with a pocket knife after they said something mean about him
He's 110% a masochist so he's terrified and amazed at the same time
But his pride is also a bit hurt
He's the one supposed to be protecting you, not the other way around! He doesn't need a human to look after him!
Is even more stunned when you managed to fight back against his brothers numerous murder attempts without his help (Like damn you survived almost all of them)
He'll definitely need to get used to being the one saved instead of the saviour in most cases
At first he's constantly worried about your skin condition due to all the fighting that has happened and probably will continue happening
Like he'll be pestering you to at least stop getting hit on your precious skin
If you have scars anywhere he is worried sick
How are you supposed to keep healthy looking skin with all those scars?!
Don't get him wrong, he doesn't mind the actual fighting but he's concerned about the consequences it could have on your appearance
The first time he saw it he was literally like that one guy from the Wonder Woman movie
"I am both frightened and aroused".
He loves it when you protect him from things