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Imagine (Guzma):

The first thing said to you by your soulmate is written somewhere on your body. Your first meeting with team skull goes a little different than you had expected.

(Imagine below the cut)

Your pokemon were tired, and so were you.

You had been travelling to Po Town, and you were unprepared for the rain.

I meant you knew it rained there, but you didn’t realize it was this bad.

Galvantula and Larvesta were not having it.

Your Araquanid was having the time of its life as it splashed in the puddles though at least.

When you finally saw the wall encasing the town you almost cried of happiness.

Finally you could get somewhere dry.

The team skull grunts seemed surprised as to how willing you were to go with them inside to see their boss.

Honestly you couldn’t care less about their boss. Whoever he was.

When they brought you before the white-haired man sitting on the throne-like chair, you nearly laughed.

You shut up real quick when he looked at your Araquanid and opened his mouth.

“That’s a cute bug type, but mine’s better.”

“Wanna bet?”

The two of you were quiet for a minute, processing each other’s words, before the man stood up and laughed.

“Took ya long enough.”

The rest of the team skull members that were in the room were shook when their leader walked over to you and started talking about bugs with you.

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Mammon: *gets down on one knee*

MC: Oh my god it's finally happening.

Mammon: *ties shoelaces*

MC, tearing up: He finally stopped wearing fucking crocs

Send me fic recommendations!!!! I need more of Leviathan and the twins (obey me)!

Imagine|||Obey Me

MC comes home to the devildom from the war

Gender Neutral Character

Trigger warnings: Mentions of war, death, injuries swearing.

This is in no way trying to romanticize war and/or war injuries. There might be a part 3 where MC is getting used to being around the demons again and the same applies to that part.

(Imagine below the cut)

An honorable discharge.

That’s what Barbatos was told when Simeon revealed that he would be bringing you home. But seeing as he made him promise to not tell the brothers, Barbatos knew something was wrong. He relayed the message to Diavolo, who beamed at the fact that one of his favorite humans was returning.

When Solomon and Simeon came in later that week with you supported by your remaining wrath big D, Diavolo almost cried at the state you were in. You now sported a prosthetic right arm and leg and had noticeably shorter hair. Your clothes hung off your frame, and your eyes seemed empty of life.

The big D of wrath looked a little better, with only a few circular scars, and Diavolo feared to know what had happened to the other wrath and pride demons. Never less, he bowed low to the two of you in respect for what you had done, before approaching you to hug you. His heart broke when you flinched, and he quickly turned it into a handshake to save your pride.

The wrath demon excused himself to find the families of the two demons that had died and gave you a quick side hug before passing you to Solomon and letting the sorcerer support your shaky legs.

They took you back to purgatory hall that night after catching up for a while, and you slept beside Solomon, who stayed away for the most part to help you through a nightmare.

When Luke saw you the next morning, he cried. He had been so worried, as Simeon hadn’t wanted him to see you while you were out, so you held him close to you on the couch while he asked a few questions. You tried not to flinch away when Simeon showed up with tea and cookies, and no one questioned you when your hands shook.

Luke was especially scared of hurting the area where your prosthetics were attached, but you assured him it was only bad when you got too cold or it they were attached improperly. You didn’t tell him how you lost your limbs, but later on that day allowed Simeon to explain to him what had happened.

A grenade had been thrown, and you had jumped in front of one of a medic who was tending to one of your fellow soldiers. The big D of pride was the one who carried you away, and bought you back to the base to get your wounds treated while the remaining wrath demon finished off all the enemy soldiers in a mile radius due to his rage. The medic and soldier you had saved swore secrecy to what they had witnessed. Promising to tell no one of the two creatures that crawled out of the shadows in your defense.

When a week later you were finally able to walk with little help from the angels or Solomon, you decided to get your stuff from your room in the House of Lamentation to bring to Purgatory hall. Solomon and Simeon helped you walk over, as they knew when the boys saw you there’d be chaos.

Somehow, you didn’t pass anyone until you got to the stairs, so Solomon went ahead with Luke to start gathering your stuff to make it easier for you. Simeon stayed by your side as you struggled up the first few steps, the prosthetic leg slightly uncomfortable against your skin as you lifted it to step up.

“Y/n?” The voice was quiet, but both you and Simeon heard it without a problem.

It was Mammon.

The avatar of Greed stared at the two of you, eyes wide and breathing shaky as he took a step forwards, and you offered a small smile.

“Hey you.”

Simeon had to grab a hold of your shoulders to prevent you from falling backwards at the force Mammon hit you, and you felt damp droplets hit your short hair as tears fell from the demons face.

Other then Solomon, this was the first hug you had received from anyone since getting home, and somehow, although you were happy to finally see one of the brothers after so long, you were uncomfortable at the act. Upon realizing how tense you were, Simeon had to forcefully extract you from the demon’s grasp, which made Mammon growl lowly.

But when the white-haired male saw the discomfort on your face, he froze. And then he looked at the rest of you. His eyes lingered on your arm and leg, and he finally seemed to realize how short your hair was as he took a step back.

“What happened to ya over there Y/n?”

By the time you had relaxed and managed to mumble out a coherent sentence, pounding footsteps echoed from the direction of the kitchen, and a rush of ginger barreled towards you.

Simeon actually had to whip out his wings and shield you from Beelzebub’s hug, which was not taken well by the avatar of gluttony. Belphegor was close behind his twin, and the commotion must have reached the other brothers because you could hear faint footsteps from other areas in the house.

Satan seemed the least surprised by your arrival, and he helped to hold back his brothers until you could reach the top of the stairs with Simeon’s help. Later he would tell you that the big D of wrath that had survived came to tell him that you were back, and that he decided to wait until you were ready to see them. He understood war, and how it could change people.

Asmodeus was crying as he babbled out welcome home and thanked you for coming back to them, and Leviathan was trying to hide his own tears of joy that you were alright.

When Lucifer finally arrived last, his gaze landed first on your face, then he scanned for injuries. He was annoyed that Simeon’s wings were still covering most of you but accepted your silence and the nervousness in your eyes as a warning to hold back for now.

When Simeon pulled back his wings to help you up the rest of the stairs, the brothers -other than Mammon- fell silent. Their eyes lingered on your new limbs, and they seemed almost afraid to say anything about them.

By the time you had returned with the two angels and Solomon in tow, they had composed themselves. Satan or Lucifer must have warned them to hold their tongues about anything that had happened while you were gone.

“How long have you been back?” Beelzebub was the first to speak, asking the question that everyone wanted to know, and you avoided their eyes as you reached the flat floor.

“A week and a half.” Your voice would not have been heard by them if they didn’t have such good hearing. You could clearly see the anger, the hurt as they realized you had been back this long and didn’t contact them at all. “I needed time.”

“They don’t have to explain themselves. We’re heading back to Purgatory hall until they’re comfortable with being around so many people again.” Solomon wrapped an arm around your shoulders as he stepped closer to you and took their eyes off of you. With his statement, you could see the crestfallen eyes of the demon brothers you had grown to love, and you shuffled on your feet in discomfort.

The angels and human walked you past the brothers, who parted silently to let you pass.

“May I bring you a few books that I had saved for your return?” Satan’s words almost made a tear slip out.

He had still been collecting books he thought you might like while you were gone.

“That would be appreciated.”

And then you were out the door.

Imagine (Satan)

In which when you write or draw on yourself, it appears on your soulmates’ skin. Shopping for books became a completely different experience when you saw familiar writing on someone else’s arm.

(Imagine below the cut)

You had always loved to read.

You were often told by your roommate that you had way too many books, but as long as they stayed in your room, you didn’t see the problem with your books.

So imagine your excitement when after years of writing down little notes of books to read on your wrist, you found another book title you hadn’t seen before.

‘Cruel Seas by [redacted]’

You knew you hadn’t written that down, so your first reaction was to run to your roommate screaming about the the fact that your soulmate just talked to you for the first time.

Of all the things he could have said to you first, he recommended a book to you.

Of course you immediately went to the nearest book store to find a copy.

Weeks went by without any more writing from your soulmate, but then one day, he writes another book name.

‘Based on what you’ve written down previously, I think you might like: [redacted] by [redacted]’

The two of you conversed over books often after that

A few months later, you were dropping by a new book store that had recently opened up.

You were looking between the short list on your wrist and the titles on the shelves, when you heard the door open.

Thinking nothing of it, you reached up to grab a book that turned out to be out of reach.

“Let me help you with that soulmate.”

Another hand easily grabbed the book for you, and as the blond man handed you the book, you finally realized what he had said. 

“Wait what?”

His chuckle was like music to your ears, as he rolled up his long grey sleeve to show a matching list to the one on your exposed arm.

“Found you.”

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MC, unable to sleep: Hey Mammon, what time is it?

Mammon, also staying up while browsing Majolish: I dunno, pass me that kazoo.

Mammon: *plays kazoo*

Satan: MAMMON IT'S 3AM STOP PLAYING THE FUCKING KAZOO-

Mammon: It's 3AM.

Affection Headcannons (Leviathan)

Fandom: Obey Me

Part 3/7

General

Leviathan was nervous about physical affection at first.

He still is, though not as much as before.

He was afraid of putting his hands in the wrong spots, or of you being uncomfortable.

Anime didn’t teach him how to do this.

Eventually he started pulling you over to sit on his lap while he gamed.

You would fall asleep against his chest sometimes when he did that and he would panic because he didn’t want to move and wake you up.

Sooner or later, he would realize that you were a heavy sleeper, and he would be able to relax when you fell asleep against him.

Now he loves having you on his lap while he games. If you’re not facing the screen and gaming with him, you’re facing him and wrapping your arms around his neck, which still makes him blush like mad.

You make sure to do it often.

Hands

It took a while before Levi was confident enough to grab your hand first.

He occasionally grabs your hand now when you manage to get him out of the house for a walk in the evenings.

Levi likes to hold your hands over a controller when teaching you how to play a game.

You’ll pretend to mess up a few times purposely so that he holds your hands longer.

He knows.

Kisses

Levi rarely makes the first move when it comes to kissing.

He’d rather you make the first move.

But oh boy, when you do ask for a kiss, he’s all for it.

Levi will show off what he learned for some animes to kiss you in the sweetest ways.

He’ll dip you and kiss you like you’re air and he hasn’t breathed for hours.

Lift you into his arms so you have to wrap your legs around his waist.

Leviathan will cup your cheeks sweetly and lift your face to his to kiss you with lips softer then silk.

Hell, he even starts wearing Chapstick that’s your favorite flavor to get you to kiss him more often.

Hugs

Leviathan likes to hug you from behind so that he can bury his face in your hair.

He can’t help loving that you use the sweetest smelling shampoo.

His arms will pull you flush against his surprisingly toned torso and just hold you against him for a couple minutes.

Until he realizes how long he’s been holding onto you and quickly lets go to fight down the blush that he hadn’t noticed until you pointed out how cute it was.

He gets flustered easier than his brothers, and it shows in the way he typically hides his face against your hair or the top of your head when he hugs you.

Cuddles

He likes playing with your hair when you cuddle.

He’s just so intrigued by its softness.

And when you push him gently down onto the bed and climb in behind him to wrap your arms around his waist, he melts.

He wants to be cool and be the big spoon, but he can’t help the way his heart flutters when you pull him against your front and rest your head against his back.

He’ll hold your hands when they circle around his waist, and just play with your fingers as he relaxes against your chest.

He doesn’t want his brothers to know that he’s the little spoon out of the fear that they’ll make fun of him.

He doesn’t know that they all know, but that you made them all swear to never say anything.

Even Lucifer shivered when you settled your glare on him that day.

Affection Headcannons (Lucifer)

Fandom: Obey Me!

Part 1/7

General

Lucifer wasn’t used to so much soft physical contact before you. 

But now he’s used to your daily acts of affection.

He doesn’t often seek out your affections first, but will accept you any time that you want attention. 

Unless it’s past curfew.

Then expect him to scold you lightly and walk you back to your room.

Secretly he wants to pull you into his room and fall asleep with his arms around you.

But he knows he should wait until you specifically ask for that.

He doesn’t want to push your limits too far after all.

Hands

He’ll let you hold his hand or arm when you’re walking together, often seeking out your hand himself if you don’t make the first move.

Lucifer likes to rub little circles on the back of your hands whenever he holds them.

His hands are typically a little below room temperature, so they feel nice against your warm skin.

If you’re sick or just really hot, he’ll let you hold his hands against your forehead to cool you down a bit.

He particularly likes when you play with his hair while he’s working, often leaning into your touch like a cat when your nails scratch against his scalp.

Kisses

Lucifer prefers to keep the kissing to when you’re alone, but if you manage to look sad enough, he’ll allow you to press a quick kiss to the corner of his lips.

Unsurprisingly, his lips are soft, and a little warmer than his hands.

He likes to kiss your shoulders whenever you’re laying down together, and if you’re standing, he’ll swoop you up into his arms to kiss your lips and forehead.

If you’re feeling sad, Lucifer will kiss each of your fingers (provided they’re clean) and then steal a breathtaking kiss from your lips.

Lucifer’s kisses are deliberate and passionate. He kisses you like there’s no one else in the world.

Hugs

Hugging Lucifer makes you feel so safe.

He knows you like when he rests his chin on the top of your head, so he dos that often. 

Occasionally when you’re sitting on your chair and working he’ll come up behind you and wrap his arms around you to watch you work.

He doesn’t want to distract you though so it doesn’t happen very often.

He likes when you come into his room (after knocking of course) and hug him from behind while he works.

Don’t expect him to get much work done if you combine that with neck kisses.

Cuddles

Lucifer is a sucker for cuddles.

He is definitely a big spoon, but will let you be the big spoon if you ask.

He likes to wrap his arms around your waist and trace patterns on your skin with a couple fingers.

Sometimes he’ll ask to lay his head on your lap so you can play with his hair while he takes a nap if he’s hard a particularly bad day.

Once you start sleeping together, his favorite position is spooning.

He just loves the feeling of your smaller back pressed to his front.

His chin is always at the top of your head, unless his nose is against your hair.

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MC, texting Satan about a book they just read: A theif.

Satan, tired on drinking his fifth coffee: Thief?

Mc: Theif.

Satan: I before E except after C.

MC: Thceif.

Satan: No.

Part 9 … :1

Don't ask me how Ecliptica's hair fit into her helmet. Her helmet works like Finn's hat from Adventure Time👌

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