Incorrect Quotes:

Lilia: "Just be casual. Try some light flirting."

Malleus: "I can't do that."

[later]

yn/mc/yuu: "Nice work! High five!"

yn/mc/yuu: *high fives Malleus*

Malleus: *intertwines fingers*

yn/mc/yuu: "Wh-"

Malleus: "I'm in love with you."

Pirate AU 🏴‍☠️⚔️

Reworks of the current Obey Me Pirate Event outfits which can be found HERE.

We wanted to make the designs seem more "pirate(y)" or fit a pirate AU better!

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CREDITS

Obey Me X Ghibli but everyone is Howl because I said so

A spring love becoming summer’s heat [3/7]

Obey Me Men but I took the game and shook it by the ankles

*Everyone gets into pairs for game night*

Lucifer: MC, what’s Mammon’s favorite fish?

MC: Penguin.

Lucifer: No, I don’t think you understood.

Mammon: *Holding a sign that says “Penguin”*: BAM!!

i cant get over tbe oath i cannot. oh you offered to heal a great wound dealt to me by my court and my family. i do not have the vocabulary to communicate what that means to me. but your court is your family is gone you are here to right those wrongs. your court doesn't hold with the formality so they pick a cardboard tube and swear an oath to help her bring it all down. they were a squire was a knight before they were a prince. binx who gets it who understands what andhera is saying here. "let's."

And there he was. Andhera. Knighted by a cardboard tube.

And it was more real, and it meant more, than any of the titles of their house.

The scene where Binx knights Andhera is actually so important to me. Because like, Andhera has just shared how their whole life they’ve been forced to compete for love, told that it, like magic, is scarce. And Binx tells him no, that in their house (their home) love and magic were plentiful. That magic has been largely siphoned from her and her court is almost gone, yes, but still she gives and fights for all the magic and love she can. Hell, she’s actively making Andhera an outfit and offered to take away the source of their constant humiliation after knowing him for a couple weeks max. And Prince Andhera takes in all of this and immediately pledges himself to them and their cause, because it’s everything he dared to believe in defiance of his own court being proven true by this weird little fairy of lost things wearing a dirty tshirt, knighting him with a cardboard tube under a radiator.

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Hark and caution child, for candles extinguish themselves in her wake.

Lou Wilson wrote in-character letters for Jet and Ruby in case King Amethar died, they are full of spelling errors because he's canon illiterate but still wrote them himself and Siobhan keeps hers framed in her apartment I'm not crying you're crying

Kingsley Tealeaf, waking up confused in a garden, surrounded by people who allude him, but he knows they are safe and so he is safe.

Kingsley Tealeaf, who was not the person those people wanted and expected, he was someone else, a stranger, and yet they treated him with kindness nonetheless.

Kingsley Tealeaf, hearing from these people about the friend they lost, the friend they expected to return, the friend whose place he took, after all the struggles they went through to bring him back. He’s odd, and an asshole, and interesting, and kind. And Kingsley decides to honour him as a brother. For these people he never met before, and maybe for himself too. He was only just born in the garden, it would feel good to have some family.

Kingsley taking off to sea, trying to run away from the two men who had his body before, from the sad eyes of these people who loved his brother and now love him, people whose feelings for he doesn’t know. Does he love them, or are these remains of the brother whose body became his?

Slowly but surely, he embraces it. His feelings and memories both. He remembers Molly. He is Molly. Except he also isn’t. He is different, so far from that walking, broken fragment his friends knew before. Mollymauk truly was a fragment, a shard of a person trying to fill the void with pain and pleasure alike. Sacrificing himself in every fight, with every rite, because he’s living on borrowed time either way. Living every day to the fullest because every day could be his last.

He remembers being born in a shallow grave. How different was Mollymauk’s birth, all alone in the night, having to claw his way out of the earth and stumble away, unable to speak or understand. How sad and painful. How scary. How different from how he himself was born, to love and sunlight and familiarity he couldn’t place.

He pities Mollymauk for his pain. For the terrifying hollowness he was fighting every day.

He admires Mollymauk for his kindness. For how despite the pain, he found the heart to care for his loved ones. It was only this kindness that allowed Kingsley to be born.

He comes back ashore, and makes sure to visit his friends. He teases Veth playfully, bringing little Luc gifts from overseas, small trinkets from his travels.

He smiled at Jester and Fjord whenever they manage to cross paths, jokingly salutes at captain Tusktooth and bows to the Sapphire of the Sea, regaling them with tales, some even true.

He gives Yasha the biggest hugs he can manage, gifting her with flowers and jewellery in all different shades, bringing her seeds to plant in her garden.

Beau he pokes and prods at, bringing her interesting booze or a book he found somewhere, playing cards together.

He flirts with Caleb and Essek, gifting them with whatever magic he runs across in his journeys, but more often than not with gentle earrings for the elf, and whatever funny little trinket he could find for the magic man he remembered so differently. The smile on his face was never this bright before, and he wanted to see it more.

He gifts Caduceus with stories and company and interesting musical instruments, building a relationship with the one he didn’t know. Someone who apparently made the earth remember him. Remember them. Someone who called out to his goddess to put him back, to return a stranger home, because his friends were hurting and he wanted them to be happy. Because he thought they deserved a second chance.

Lucien could only accept love in obsession. Mollymauk treated it like a drug to escape the emptiness. But Kingsley was born out of love, and he lived his life full of it.

Rue x hob beauty and the beast au where rue has been cursed to take on the ghastly monstrous form of a human

anyway andhera is the most character ever, I love him asking if wuvvy is flirting with him because she nodded at him, but Hob wrestles him half naked and he is like yeah friendship. Though, with the mentions about how the only comfort that the unseelie court understands is touch maybe he knows how to navigate that better, and anything that isn't touch they don't know how to tell if it is flirting or not.

redemption arcs that double as tragedies!! you're a better person than you've ever been and you have nothing left to your name!!you have to rebuild yourself and your life from the ground up and you're smiling in the ashes!! you were devastated your life is ruined!!! nothing is ever going to be the same ever again you are never going to regain what you had you are never going to be free of the guilt you are never going to be able to go home there is nothing left for you!!! you are free you are more yourself than you've ever been!! fires help forests grow!!