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Incorrect Quote 47/50

Mammon: I'm a firm believer in "if you're going to fail, you might as well fail spectacularly."

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Asmodeus: When I was young, I left a trail of broken hearts lie a rockstar. I'm not proud of it.

Tired Satan: You're kind of proud of it. You work it into a lot of conversations.

Lucifer: We were just talking about catching that cat.

MC: What do you mean 'when I was young'? You're still leaving broken hearts every week Asmo.

Imagine (Dabi/Touya Todoroki):

You have your soulmate’s name on one wrist, and your mortal enemy’s name on the other. One wrist says Touya Todoroki, while the other says Dabi.

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Many heroes with this kind of soulmark left their wrists unwrapped in hopes of their soulmate seeing their name and going to meet them.

You were one of those heroes.

You had been told that Touya Todoroki was dead, and Dabi was a villain.

But like a fool, you hoped that maybe Touya was just hiding out somewhere and needed a reason to show himself.

Meeting Dabi for the first time while you were on patrol was terrifying. 

You had been called by a few civilians to check out suspicious activities in a supposedly empty bar.

Your sidekick used their quirk to phase the two of you through a back wall, and the two of you split up to check the place out.

You didn’t notice when someone came up behind you from a mostly hidden hallway so when you were thrown against a wall you were surprised to say the least.

The blue fire on the hand in front of your face was even most terrifying.

Cerulean eyes stared back at your own, before dropping down to your exposed forearms when they registered black ink.

You were prepared to fight the man who you recognized as Dabi from the league of villains, but an annoyed sigh made you hesitate.

His eyes were locked on the names on your wrists, and you knew that his name was there.

What you didn’t know, was that both names were his, so his laughter took you by surprise.

“Well, you don’t see that every day. You must be Y/n.”

Masterlist (Obey Me)

Demon Brothers

Lucifer

Mammon

Leviathan

Satan

Asmodeus

Beelzebub

Belphegor

Undatables

Diavolo

Solomon

Simeon

Barbatos

All/ Multiple

First Kisses

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Diavolo: Know why I called you in here?

Lucifer, embarrassed and dead inside: Because I accidentally sent you a dick pic

Diavolo: *stops pouring two glasses of wine*

Diavolo: Wait, accidentally?

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MC: Since when is babysitting Mammon my-

MC: Oh my god, that's exactly my job.

Imagine|||Obey Me

MC settling back in at the devildom

Gender Neutral Character

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

This is in no way trying to romanticize war and/or war injuries. This is the last part of the series.

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For the first month after the boys found out you were back, most of them checked their DDDs religiously. Good morning texts and goodnight texts were sent, along with the occasional picture of something funny that had happened that day or something cute they had seen.

Diavolo banned fireworks for the first few months after Solomon made the quiet request, and you couldn’t feel any safer when you no longer heard the random bangs while trying to get to sleep.

Satan would leave one or two books outside the door of the room you were sharing with Solomon in Purgatory hall, and then you finished them, you would get the sorcerer to enchant them to return to the avatar of wrath. Lucifer sent soothing teas along with Beelzebub’s gifts of food, and you would end up snacking while reading late into the night when the nightmares started to get worse.

Mammon stuck to sending you little charms or items that reminded him of you while he was out shopping, while Levi would get Solomon to bring you games that he thought you might like. He always made sure to leave out games that involved fighting, although you seemed to like when he found a devildom version of something called animal crossing.

Belphegor would personally bring you over a particularly fluffy blanket or pillow every once in a while and told you all of the best places in the devildom for when you wanted to be alone.

Asmodeus… He went overboard with gifts. Bath bombs and face masks were sent daily, with expensive soaps and bottles of bubble bath with them. He would send flowers and chocolates too, and eventually Solomon had to limit him on the number of things he sent because your shared bathroom with the sorcerer was becoming overrun with self-care products.

Solomon himself was chill with having you in his room, as he liked having someone around that wouldn’t mess with his potions or bother him too much about trivial things. The two of you spent many hours in silence working on your respective projects and hobbies, and he started working on a nightmare stopping potion.

Luke baked you things every day, and Simeon managed to convince you to join them for dinner most afternoons.

Overall, Luke was probably the most determined to get you back to your old self. He spent as much time as possible just hanging around you while you read in the common room. Hell, Luke even mastered all of your favorite recipes in case you would start craving human food, and when you did? You didn’t even have to say it. You tended to stay off of social media, and you didn’t want to see anything that might trigger an anxiety attack, so Solomon kept you updated on silly little things that happened in both the human and devildom worlds.

When you started to open the door to let Satan read with you, he was pleasantly surprised, but didn’t let it show. He kept physical interactions to a minimum as hard as it was sometimes and would read to you if you asked. Every once is a while, you would wordlessly hand him your DDD, which would show a cute picture of a cat, and he would murmur about how beautiful they were.

When you asked Lucifer to work in his office with him, he accepted immediately, and offered tea when he got some for himself. The two of you worked in perfect silence, broken only when he would read something out loud to help him remember it and you would soak in his smooth voice.

Somehow you managed to avoid the new student, who had ended up staying in the devildom to complete the semester, and for that you were glad. She hadn’t approached you, and you kept to yourself in Purgatory hall, so you didn’t stress about that.

When Simeon gently persuaded you to go on a walk with him for some fresh air, you decided to give it a shot. He promised that the two of you would stay away from large crowds, and you invited Luke along.

Luke was by your side the whole walk, glaring at any demon who got too close, and holding onto your sleeve to keep you grounded. A commotion made the three of you tense, but when you saw the familiar face of the big D of wrath that had accompanied you to the battles cringing away from a larger, mad demon, you tore away from the angels to stand between them.

That was the first time they had seen you so furious, and the small crowd of demons that had gathered quickly dispersed when you handed the bigger demon’s ass to him in twenty seconds flat. The angels let him join your walk without question when they saw your subtle shaking, and the wrath demon stuck close to you.

The rest of the walk was mostly quiet on the angels’ part, as they watched your quiet conversation with the demon who had fought beside you. The two of you seemed to be good at keeping each other grounded, so they let him inside Purgatory hall so the two of you could have a while to catch up in the common room.

When a few hours later Lucifer was sent a short video of your happy conversation with the wrath demon by Simeon, the avatar of pride smiled.

The two of you fell asleep on the couch, but when Solomon came home a little later and tried to move you to your bed, the wrath demon unconsciously grabbed you and pulled you against his side in an attempt to protect you even in his sleep.

The next few days showed more improvement, and the longer you were around your pacted wrath demon, the longer you were relaxed. Eventually Simeon pulled him aside to formally invite him to claim a room at Purgatory hall and told him to come any time he wanted.

When one day you snuck into the house of Lamentation and found Belphegor napping on the couch, you hesitated, before going over and sitting down to pull his head onto your flesh thigh and popping open the book you were originally going to return to Satan. The avatar of sloth barely stirred but reached out to hold your shirt as he slept, and you snapped a picture to remember the moment.

A few hours later Beelzebub came down to find Belphegor and found the two of you napping together with you leaning back against the couch and his twin’s head on your lap. His eyes softened, and a grin spread his lips, before he edged over and took closed book from your hand to set it on the end table, before heading to the kitchen to make some food for when you woke up.

Of course, your luck had to come to an end when the new student walked past and noticed you.

“Hey, who the hell are you?” Her loud voice snapped you awake, and without realizing it, you jolted off the couch and braced yourself. The action startled Belphegor, who had actually woken up moments ago and just didn’t want to move when he noticed that you were the one he was holding onto.

The tone of her voice made you immediately go on the defensive, so you looked your old bully straight in the eyes. She seemed to recognize you, and a wicked grin split her face.

“Oh, so you’re the great Y/n that everyone was all sad about. “

Yeah, Beelzebub heard that and showed up with concern written all over his face.

“They’re my favorite human. C’mon Y/n.” Belphegor quickly took your flesh hand in his, tugging you towards his room to get you out of the situation.

Beel was close behind with snacks, and for the first time in months, you managed to lay back and relax with the twins in Belphegor’s bed while snacking and talking about random things.

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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.

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.

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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.”