Obey Me! Characters x Male! Reader • 1 | Closed! |

💗 Standards of Beauty 💗

Context: You've been feeling very self-conscious about your body lately, but don't fret, Asmodeus is here to comfort you!

Request made by: Sniper_Mask_Simp

In this particular chapter: The reader is a femboy and is a little chubby. He is very self-conscious about his weight. I picked out some outfits for the reader to wear but don't feel you have to imagine your MC/yourself wearing whatever I pick. You can decide on another outfit if you don't like what I chose!

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(M|n)'s plump lips formed a small pout as he stared at the three outfits that he chose for school today. It was hard deciding what he was going to wear. . . He currently couldn't wear the RAD uniform Lucifer had provided him with when he first arrived in the Devildom since Mammon had ruined it by making an explosive chemical in one of their spell classes.

Before (M|n) arrived in the Devildom, he never thought much about his appearance. He just wore whatever pleased him and disregarded any people who looked at him in a funny way. But that changed when he was introduced to the Exchange Programme.

This human found himself overwhelmed by numerous good-looking demons. . . Who actually liked him. At times, (M|n) found it hard to believe that out of all people, they took interest in him! He didn't see any positive qualities about himself if he were really honest.

As his relationship with the other demons grew closer, he slowly began to discover more flaws about his body. . . He'd spend longer staring at himself in the mirror, pointing out everything that was wrong with him, instead of focusing on other things, things that would make him much happier and less gloomy.

He even noticed that he had gained a little weight. Some of his clothes weren't fitting him, and that made him feel quite distressed.

He sometimes wondered, How could they like someone me? The male buried his face into his hands as the spread of outfits sat before him.

Every time he decided on one, there would be this voice in the back of his head, telling him that he wouldn't look nice in it due to the weight he'd gained.

Angrily, he tossed the clothes aside before burying his face into his pillow. He squeezed his eyes shut and gritted his teeth. His hand roamed over his stomach, and his thighs. He grimaced, feeling like he was the most ugliest human on the planet.

He didn't feel like getting up anymore. If he did, and he went to RAD, he felt like he'd be teased endlessly. . .

(M|n) almost jumped out of his skin when a knock sounded out on his bedroom door. He shot up, thankful that the door was locked. He couldn't bear it if any of the brothers saw him like this.

"(M|n), aren't you up yet? I know that you need beauty sleep, but if you don't wake up right now, we will hear no end to Lucifer's scolding ~" Asmodeus's beautiful voice whined from the other side of the door.

(M|n) pressed a hand against his chest. His heart had begun to beat faster. His cheeks grew in colour. (M|n) adored Asmodeus. He was just so confident in himself. His personality was striking and bold. (M|n) could never look away from him.

(M|n) wished he could be confident like Asmo. He wanted to be just like him and stop dreading about the little faults that he had.

"I-I'm up, Asmo! I was just. . . Deciding on what to wear." (M|n) mumbled. He scrambled up from his bed and began to pick up the clothes he so ruthlessly discarded onto the dirty floor. With a frown, he dusted at them.