sinnoman

[sinnoman]

The artist urge to draw my two favorite characters who are complete opposites interacting with each other.

[sinnoman]

getting ready together <3

[sinnoman]

The Truth Or A Lie?

Hi, this a Mammon centric fic. I was going to post this on my AO3 acc and into the Mammon Centric Oneshots book I had published, but this is sort of incomplete, but at the same time complete??

Anyways, read the end notes for more details. If you like this, check out my Mammon Centric works on AO3. Nekochinchin is the username I use there.

Welp, enjoy!

There were times when Mammon’s negative emotions overwhelmed him to the point of almost being blinded by said emotion, sometimes Mammon doesn’t want to hold back and keep those emotions hidden as he continues on with his day. He hates himself sometimes, especially the moments when his head starts wishing for things that he knows he will eventually regret if he were to act on it.

He hates thinking about it, but at the same time, when he imagines it, it brings a bit of relief in his chest. It gives him peace thinking if he just abandoned his brothers in the first place, but then again, he can’t. After all, Mammon loves and values his family too much to even do such actions. But when he’s overwhelmed, he can’t help but think about it. 

Maybe that’s why he’s wasted and barely functioning with the demonus in his system.

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The sound of a door slamming echoes throughout the walls of the House of Lamentation, the sound practically alerting everyone in the building. It was late, but not late enough that everyone should be sleeping, meaning all of the brothers were just busy lounging around in their prospective rooms. Hearing the ruckus, each demon in the building decided to check it out.

As they leave their rooms, they meet the other brothers and together, they start heading to the front door, where they assume the noise came from. All of them were in their pajamas, but it was clear that none of them were planning to go to bed so early in the evening, except Belphegor. 

“What’s up with the noise?” Belphie grumbles out as he rubs his eye sleepily, the male clutching onto his pillow as he sluggishly follows his brothers.

Satan, with furrowed eyebrows replies. “I have no idea.” He says, annoyed that his reading time was interrupted. 

As the 5 younger demons of the household went down the flight of stairs, they could faintly smell the strong scent of demonus. The moment they could see the front door of the building, they saw the familiar white fluffy hair and tanned skin of their 2nd eldest brother. They all sighed, already tired of their older brother’s antics every night.

“Ugh. It’s just Mammon.” Asmodeus says with clear distaste, an annoyed huff leaving his lips as he stares at his wasted older brother.

Levi scoffs at his older brother’s wasted form. “Is being a scumbag the only thing you know how to do?” He says with a sneer as he rolls his eyes.

Mammon doesn’t respond to any of them, his ocean eyes stare at his little brothers as he feels his head become fuzzy. With how drunk and wasted he is, he knows he’s going to regret the hangover the following day, but honestly? He doesn’t give a single damn. Being drunk is the only way to numb him from the overwhelming shit he has to feel, and it sure is effective.

The white haired male just sits on the cold floor, his back leaning onto the door, feeling peaceful in his drunk state. It feels like he’s floating and he just wants to stay like this forever, the feeling of being someplace far away as he floats through nothing, is honestly one of the greatest feelings he’s felt.

Satan rubs his temples in annoyance. “Beel, go bring the idiot to his room.” He says, motioning to the drunk demon on the floor.

Beel nods his head and makes his way to Mammon, the orange haired male scoops the older male into his arms and he can hear Mammon giggle when he is being picked up. Beel walks past the other brothers but stops moving when he feels Mammon reaching towards Satan. 

The brother looks in confusion to Mammon, wondering what the older male wants from their blond brother. Mammon has a big smile as he looks at Satan that it brings such a warm feeling into their chests, the smile he had on reminded the brothers of when they were younger and when Mammon used to look after them.

Mammon cups Satan’s cheek, his ocean eyes staring right through emerald eyes. Satan is confused yet doesn’t mind the soft touch Mammon has on his cheek, the way Mammon just smiles at him so warmly and with fond eyes, Satan doesn’t really know what to do.

“Ya’ve grown up so much.” The older male says, rubbing Satan’s cheek.

Satan feels his chest bloom with warmth immediately, the way Mammon said it so fondly in his drunk state just makes Satan feel like he was a kid again. He remembers Mammon’s soft smiles and warm touches that he feels like he is reliving that time of his younger years.

“I remember how small ya used to be.” Mammon continues with a smile, and Satan feels his chest become even more warm.

“So fragile.” Mammon says in a soft whisper. 

At this point, the brothers assume that Mammon is reminiscing about the past, because of his drunk state. They guess that with the demonus in his system, it’s making him more soft and fond than he usually is, like the Mammon that used to take care of them when they were young. Like a mother.  

“I wish I had killed ya the moment Lucifer handed ya to my arms.” Mammon says so softly, like a summer breeze passing through.

The room immediately became cold the moment the sentence left Mammon’s lips. Satan freezes in his spot as he stares at Mammon’s smiling, yet soft face. The fond and happy face on Mammon’s face doesn’t match what had just said. 

Satan feels his stomach lurch as Mammon keeps smiling at him and touching his cheek with such care, it almost makes him tremble under the older’s touch. The other brothers watching the scene gape at Mammon with horror, a nasty feeling in their stomach start bubbling up when they hear Mammon say that Satan. 

“Ya were so defenseless, nothing to defend yerself with.” Mammon continues, his smile still plastered on. 

Satan can feel a chill running down his spine when he feels Mammon running his thumb over his cheek, he didn’t know what to do, he was frozen in his spot as his stomach bubbles up a small amount of anxiety in him. The blond didn’t want to believe what Mammon had previously said, didn’t want to remember what he had said, but it can’t be done, since that sentence had already been engraved in his heart and soul.

“I dunno why I let ya live.” Mammon says softly, placing a soft kiss on Satan’s head. 

The brothers feel their stomach drop to what Mammon had said, they were all horrified to what the older demon had said to their technically youngest brother. They were in disbelief that Mammon had said such a thing, it was basically impossible Mammon had even said it in the first place.

The former angels remembered how Mammon looked after Satan with care and love, always protecting the blond when he saw anything threatening to harm the youngest member. It was hard to believe that the Mammon who had raised Satan with such care, is now saying how he wished to have killed the youngest the moment he was in his tanned arms. 

Satan can feel his heart wrench when he stares at Mammon’s bright ocean eyes, the blond can feel his heart burn in sorrow and hurt. It hurts, that he can admit. The only person who was willing to raise him was basically telling him how he should have died all those years ago. Exactly what should he do with that information?

How long has Mammon been thinking that? How long has he been regretting the decision of letting Satan live? Was it always there? Or was it just a recent thought? The brothers asked themselves as they were still frozen in shock, unsure on what to say or how to proceed with this. 

The rest of the brothers can see the pure hurt and anguish in Satan’s eyes, which was understandable. After all, Mammon was the first person to accept Satan’s presence and the only one who raised him. They were unsure if Mammon wanted to kill Satan during that time or whether it was just a recent development. 

As they all stand there in shock with dread bubbling up their stomach, they can hear familiar footsteps coming closer to all of them. They all see the familiar black and dark locks of their eldest brother, his face already set on his usual frown as he stares at all of them.

Lucifer stares at them with a raised brow, wondering why the atmosphere of this room was strained. The eldest wonders why all the 5 youngest of the family have tensed expressions, while the 2nd oldest had a smile on his face and was heavily drunk. 

“Someone enlighten me as to what is going on.” Lucifer sternly asks all of them. 

The younger demons glances at each other with unsure expressions, not really knowing how to explain what happened just a few minutes prior. Satan stays silent, biting his lips as he tears his gaze away from Mammon and onto the floor, his nails digging into his palms. 

Lucifer waits for them to explain, but he sees Mammon jump out of Beelzebub’s arms and starts running towards him. Lucifer feels his torso being tightly hugged by Mammon and he looks down to see ocean blue eyes looking straight at him. Mammon smiles widely at him as he tightens his hug and Lucifer can smell the demonus on his younger brother.

“Lucifer!” Mammon says happily as he laughs brightly. Lucifer can’t help but soften. 

The younger brothers look at their two oldest brothers, the dread in their stomach still bubbling and not going away. They can’t tell if Mammon is truly happy to see Lucifer, or his drunk brain is making him all giddy. 

Mammon snuggles his face onto Lucifer’s shoulder, feeling comfortable and soft, holding onto his older brother, a smile still plastered on the white haired male’s face. Lucifer can’t help but softly pat Mammon’s back, feeling endeared by Mammon’s cuddly side.

“I wish I stayed with Micheal instead of ya.” Mammon suddenly says as he faces Lucifer with a smile.

Lucifer immediately freezes, the atmosphere of the room becoming more cold and tense. The younger brothers stare at their older brothers’ with cautious expressions, they all know how Lucifer feels about Micheal and how Mammon carried trauma from the archangel.

Mammon smiles as he pats Lucifer on the cheek, a small laugh escaping his lips. “If I hadn’t followed ya, I woulda still be an angel.” He says softly.

Guilt washes over Lucifer. He knows that it was his fault that he dragged his brothers down with him, dragged his precious younger brothers to a place that would taint their purity, transforming them into beings controlled by their sins. That guilt of dragging his younger brothers away from purity and onto corruption will always be embedded into his heart, making sure he doesn’t forget what he’s done.

Reminding him of the failure he had done all those years ago. 

Mammon leans his head onto Lucifer’s chest, not noticing the erratic beating of his heart. “Being with Micheal will always be something I loathe.” He says, a soft smile plastered on his face.

“But, staying with ya, Lucifer? It hurts more than what Micheal ever did to me.” Mammon says, his voice soft and warm, as if what he’s saying isn’t ripping Lucifer’s heart to shreds.

The younger demons stare at Mammon with appalled expressions, disbelief running through their heads as they listen to what Mammon had said. They were in shock, not wanting to believe that their brother, the one who hates Micheal more than witches, is saying that Lucifer is worse than he was.

Levi knew bits and pieces about Mammon’s past with Micheal, the indigo haired male knows that Mammon isn’t their actual brother, but Micheal’s. He knows that Mammon was given to Lucifer when Micheal’s abuse towards Mammon was discovered by Simeon, making Mammon part of their family.

The rest of the brothers weren’t created when Mammon was given to Lucifer, but it was inevitable that they were going to question why Mammon was scared of Micheal and how the white haired male looks almost identical to the archangel. 

They were briefed slightly about Mammon’s past, but they don’t know the deeper and more detailed parts of the story. The only ones who know what actually happened beyond that, were Mammon and Lucifer.

So, hearing that their older brother who was personally hurt by Micheal, saying that Lucifer hurts him more than what Micheal ever did, was information they didn’t know what to do with. They were speechless.

Mammon faces Lucifer once again, both of his palms are on Lucifer’s cheeks as he smiles brightly at him. Lucifer looks at him with a devastated expression, his eyebrows pinched together as his ruby eyes continue to stare at the beautiful oceanic and sapphire eyes.  

The white haired male caresses Lucifer’s cheek with care. “I thought that if I chose ya, I’d be happy. But ya just ruined me instead.” Mammon says with a soft giggle, like a child who just got candy.

“Yer worse than Micheal, Lucifer.” Mammon whispers with happiness, his smile soft and warm, not matching the things he’s saying. 

Something lodges itself into Lucifer’s throat, his chest heavy and making it hard to breathe as he continues to gaze into those bright blue eyes. He can feel his tongue becoming heavy as he tries to say something, but it gets stuck in his throat instead. 

What was he supposed to say? 

Mammon told him that he was worse than the person they both hate and loathe with their entire beings, being compared to Micheal this way isn’t something Lucifer wants to hear or ever want to acknowledge. But he can’t ignore it when it’s Mammon who’s saying it, not when Mammon’s saying it to him so sweetly. Lucifer can feel his throat burn as he realizes that he’s become the exact monster that destroyed Mammon. 

Dread bubbles up in Lucifer’s stomach as he imagines Mammon seeing Micheal’s appearance instead of his, seeing Micheal in his features, seeing Micheal when he disciplines him. The thought brings him to a new level of disgust he’s ever felt, his throat closing itself when he swallows. 

Desperately, Lucifer clutches one of Mammon’s hands on his cheeks. His ruby eyes staring at sapphire eyes as he tries to force the words out of his mouth.

“I love you, Mammon. I always will.” He chokes out.

Mammon softens at his words, his smile stretching at what Lucifer had said. “Micheal said the same thing after he hurt me. Sayin’ it was for my own good.” He says, sweetly smiling at him.

A piece of Lucifer breaks as Mammon tells him that information.His heart breaking as his brain screams at him for becoming exactly like Micheal, a being worse than anything Lucifer had ever known, a piece of angel shit that Mammon sees in him. 

Being told he’s exactly like Micheal is a new low for Lucifer. How many times has he failed his brothers already? How much more is he going to become a failure for his family? 

He’s no different than that bastard Micheal. And that just tears him apart. 

Mammon lets go of Lucifer and turns away from him, skipping as he makes his way to the stairs, a hum leaving his lips. The brothers watch him move away from them, their forms stiff as they watch the white haired male. Mammon makes it to the stairs and turns to them with a smile. 

“I wish I abandoned all of ya. Ya made me more miserable than I ever was.” He says with the biggest smile, as if what he said didn’t smack all of them in the face.

Mammon giggles as he goes up the stairs, leaving his brothers behind when he happily waddles away. Not realizing that he had just ripped their hearts to shreds.

End note: I was actually planning on writing the aftermath of this situation, but got lazy lmao.

So here's what I was planning to put for the aftermath:

Mammon remembers what he did last night and tries to talk abt why he said it. Brothers find out abt Mammon having these negative thoughts, but doesnt mean it, cuz he loves them. He explains that the mistreatment he's getting from them is making him think this way.

The anger and sadness is making him conjure up bad thoughts and make him say shit he doesnt mean, like what he did last night

Blah blah blah, the brothers get their shit together for Mammon and they get their happily ever after ending as a family

#sad mammon #mammon angst #obey me mammon #all of you need to read this #obey me #mammon and his brothers #imma obsess with this for a WHILE

[sinnoman]

Beyond Fabrics of Time and Space

i got my heart ripped out and stomped on by two lovers who died too soon.. i want to bless you with my pain and suffering. <3

[summary] In the midst of uniting the three realms a war broke out. You and Diavolo get married minutes before the both of you pass away.

[one shot] [Diavolo x gn!reader]

It’s cold–freezing. Everything is freezing, and dark, and aching. And there are voices coming from all around, angry ones, scared ones but they are muffled. Ears ringing, you can only focus on the hands, big hands, holding you and pulling you slowly towards something warm. It’s only then, when the memories rush in, your eyes open wide. 

There was an attack that proceeded from a revolt. It had not only attacked the Devildom, but simultaneously attacked the Celestial Realm. From there, everything went down to shit; like an avalanche rapidly growing and causing chaos. Now, in the midst of uniting the three realms, a war broke out and it left you with the hellborn city you loved so much in ruins. And its Prince holding you for dear life as poison visibly courses through his veins. 

“... Love, I am so sorry.” He croaks. His voice cracks, wobbly as the tears threaten to spill. They do, eventually, they fall on your cheeks as he hovers over you, looking down. Eventually, his tears mix in with your own and fall to the floor of a poorly built wooden shack residing in the outskirts of the city. 

It’s not far from the city of course, so you can still hear the shouts and screams and the explosions. But the Prince’s voice grabs your attention and your heart and makes it twist and ache. “I am sorry…” He sobs hard, holding you closer to him. He’s starting to grow cold. 

“What are you sorry for?” You whisper. You would be surprised if your voice could go any higher than a whisper. You could barely make note of what your body was doing, it felt limp. It probably was, giving up from applying pressure to the spot where the attackers forced and ripped a dagger into you. “You did nothing wrong.” 

“I did everything wrong.” He argues, his voice hoarse from the sobbing. He places a hand on your cheek and instinctively, you lean into it. He wipes your tears with his thumb, trying to even his breathing as he does. You look straight at the golden eyes you fell in love with all these years. “I-I failed to protect everyone, my home, my people. I could not even save you from all this malice and destruction. My love, my heart, I failed you.” 

“Dia.” You draw his attention. His eyes are starting to dullen. “You did not fail me. I am still here with you, am I not, my Prince?” He nods, lightly squeezing the hand holding your face. “I would rather die like this than any other way.” 

Diavolo raises you all while lowering himself to kiss you. His kisses do not stop at your lips. They range from lips to your cheeks to your temples. Anywhere he can reach, anywhere he can feel you. In between the shower of kisses are his words spoken ever so softly. I love you, I love you, I love you. I am sorry. Forgive me. 

Time seems to pass by so slowly, but you are grateful for it. You focus on him and him only. Despite the pain reaching your brain, begging for you to move and to find something so you can grasp on to life a little longer. Despite the pact marks painting your body and telling you to hold on a little longer and you’ll be fine. 

It’s just you and him waiting for death to arrive. 

“Dia, before we go–” You wince, gulping your spit to speak a little more clearly. He starts to cough, looking away. You can make out that what he’s coughing out is blood. It’s dark at night and so thick it barely drips down his hand when opens his palm. He turns to you, breathing heavy, looking for you to continue. “I wish to die not as a lover but as a s-spouse.” You stress. 

“Are you proposing to me?” Diavolo asks. A small chuckle followed by a wince leaves him. His eyes do not look away from you. 

“No.” Yes. You say. “We d-do not have a witness nor a notary. I’m devoting the r-rest of my life to you, is all.” 

“I wish I could give you a proper wedding.” He says. Diavolo pulls you in closer, squeezing you into his frame even tighter. “I would have been your husband for millenniums rather than a few seconds.” And it hurts. It hurts to hear the truth of your reality. In a minute or two the both of you will be dead. In just a couple hundred seconds, the both of you would be lifeless on the floor with a wishful marriage in vain. 

“It doesn’t matter.” You say, using the last of your strength to take his hand in yours and squeeze it. I love you. “Because I, no matter if it’s for a few seconds or for the rest of eternity, take you Diavolo to be my husband. Beyond the fabrics of time and space, you will forever be my husband.” 

Everything is freezing, and dark, and aching. And you are sure that there is no chance of living again. But you blackout with a smile on your face, hearing him speak back to you. 

“Beyond the fabrics of time and space, not even death can part us. I will always be with you, my love. From before we pass, until after we meet in the next life. All the way till it ceases to exist. I love you. ” 

tags: @obeythebutler @beels-burger-babe @minteyeddevil

#obey me shall we date #obey me! shall we date? #obey me diavolo x reader #obey me diavolo #character death #major character death #lovers #last minute proposal #i’m still heartbroken

[sinnoman]

The greedy demon and a Chihuahua

Part 1

Character mammon // Luke // Simeon (was mention) bad English warning 👌👌👌

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"I HATE YOU SIMEON I DONT WANT TO SEE YOUR FACE ANYMORE"

Is Just another day in Devildom except is school Holliday a day where everyone is free except for some demon and Who know the first thing we have to see is Luke saying he hate Simeon So much he run away without looking back... Simeon was too stun too move or say something so he end up letting Luke run away just like that

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"s-stupid Simeon" Luke crying. Is been half a year since they arrive at the Devildom yet Luke still hate this place and now he have a fight with the person who always by his side plus he sitting under a bridge and he forgot his DDD at home... This day was the worse day for him and he don't know what to do.

The little angel just sit there and sobbing he hate it he hate this place he hate demon he hate everyone he hate himself for being such an idiot rn... He hope someone could just come and help him but who would want to help...

Suddenly he hear a sound of someone walking toward him..He really hoping it not Simeon cause he don't know how to face him after saying he don't want to look at him again...but he also wish is not a random demon he don't want anything bad to happen..

"Oh? I Know I hear something form under this bridge....Hoi Chihuahua what are ya doing here???"

Mammon? Eeeh Is mammon- Luke look at him with unhappy face and look away..

"Oi Chihuahua don't just look at ppl like that should be happy I found ya it could have been some random scary demon yknow"

"Go away I want to be alone "[Luke]

Mammon obviously won't just walk away like that he not gonna leave Luke like this So he decided he sit down next to Luke just until this idiot go back to a save place

"I told you to go away not to sit here" [Luke]

"Yea yea ik But I can't just leave ya here if something happens I don't want to be responsible.......Soooo what with the long face? Did ya have a fight with simeon?" [mams]

".....maybe.." [mams]

"ahhh I see Ya should just go home then don't need to be shy...simeon would totally forgive ya Is normal for siblings to fight anyway" [mams]

"....me and Simeon is not siblings And he won't forgive I literally yell at his face and just walk away" [Luke]

"Eh?! Really I thought ya guys was siblings since you two always together and you cling to him a lot and....c'mon ya just yell not kill him or something I did that once and stuff when good" [mams]

"Yea I cling to him because this place is making me uncomfortable and all the demon in here is not trustable...I'm sure Simeon think I'm annoying everyone say that about me..." Luke hug his knee tighter he really want to cry but he don't want mams to make fun of him so he hold it....but then he feel a hand on his head..

"Yea sure ya a bit annoying sometime..but ya are also kinda fun to have around yknow?" He pat Luke head and give him a smile trying his best to comfort the sad angel

"fun to have around...? How?? ppl literally call me a Chihuahua! since I'm loud! and always barking! I always cling to ppl I don't know my place and I keep thinking that I'm cool even though I'm just a weak angel that can't do much!!" Luke let his anger out and he look away sobbing He didn't believe he just say that-

"..." Mams Pat his back and look at him for a bit and then he look at the Black River infront of them. He take a deep breath...

"Ya shouldnt have take what other say too much...Yea sure everyone call ya weak or annoying or other stuff but deep inside yknow that ya are more than that and that good... ya should be more proud of yourself I mean to think ya can handle all that and look ya have great cooking skills and ya are pretty smart for a kid...I think ya are kinda cool so stop being sad aight?"

Luke wipe his tear and turn to look at Mams face..with a kinda bright face "you really think I'm....cool?"

"mmhm that right " [mams]

"And you think I'm kinda strong too...?" [Luke]

"Yea ya are kinda strong for a kid " [Mams]

"....." Luke look away. For no reason he feel happy hearing that word even though it come form Mammon

"ya welcome... anyway....are ya planning to go back now?" [Mams]

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Ah right he finally remember why he here in the first place....Luke shake his head. Nope he can't even after what Mams say he still to embarrass to go back.

"hmmmm... Then why don't ya come with me?" [Mams]

"huh?..To where?" [Luke]

"y'know when we arrive " Mams get up form his place and walk away slowly

Luke look at Mams and think if he should go or not...He don't want to go back to Simeon.. and he don't want to stay under this bridge...He get up and finally Chase mammon even though he don't know where they about to go.

Mams just pat his head and walk him to his car...

To be continue..

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Aight part 1 end

Yea I love big brother mammon AAAAAA- ok bai baii

Part 2 soon ehehheheheheeh

[sinnoman]

[sinnoman]

IMAGINE THE BROTHERS HEARING THIS IN GROUP THERAPY WITH MAMMON PLEASE—

therapist: and what do we say when we feel worthless?

mammon: should've died alongside Lilith.

therapist: no

[sinnoman]

i absolutely adore this art style and this oc so much

"Most interesting."

#think about this at least once a day #obey me swd #something about barbs so cute here #obey me barbatos

[sinnoman]

okay but why does luke look so much older 😭😭😭 where is the baby????

These are the vibes the new outfits have, Devildom’s fashion sense is always a massive mess. 

[sinnoman]

i wanna write some luke and mammon brotherly fluff!

#obey me shall we date #obey me luke #obey me mammon #let them live

[sinnoman]

i should update this soon… hmmm 🤔

Mammon Angst Masterlist

a/n: for the fandom to have a directory because there’s not enough of mammon hurt. also for me to come back and reread it all :p note that these posts are Mammon-centric so their not MC/OC centered. 

(sorry for the tags,,, oh and if you have or know any more angst posts just tell me and i’ll add it)

OBEY THE BUTLER : @obeythebutler

Mammon Goes Missing (no reader) 

Mammon Breaks (Multiple Parts) [no reader] 

Broken Hearts (reader) 

IMA-SIMP-UWU : @ima-simp-uwu

Unwanted (multiple parts) [no reader] 

Mammon Snaps (no reader) 

STRWBRRYXPRZTL : @strwbrryxprtzl

Everything Stays (no reader) 

THE-MOURNING-STARS : @the-mourning-stars 

Lucifer Accidentally Kills Mammon (no reader) [dark]

CANDYMEOWZ : @candymeowz

It Should Have Been Me (no reader) 

LEVIATHANS-WATCHING : @leviathans-watching

[Read]✓ (no reader) 

‘Cause loving you, loving you is too hard (All I do, all I do’s not enough) (no reader) 

PEN-INK-THERAPY : @pen-ink-therapy

Mammon’s Sacrifice (no reader)

Aftermath of Mammon’s Sacrifice (no reader) 

ROSE-LORD-OF-SIMPS : @rose-lord-of-simps

Mammon Angst Headcanons (no reader) 

Mammon Angst Headacanons II (no reader) 

Mammon Angst Headcanons II.V (no reader) 

When Mammon Finally Snapped (no reader) 

5 Times Mammon’s Brothers Were A Holes to Him. 1 Time He Had Enough (no reader) 

THEGREATMAMMON : @thegreatmammon

What Pride Had Wrought (no reader) 

Too Much Today (no reader) 

CERTIFIED-SLOTH : @certified-sloth

When He’s Had Enough (no reader)

Now You Care (no reader) 

You’d Never Know (no reader) 

HELLISHEUPHORIA : @hellisheuphoria

Mammon, the Biggest Loser in Hell (no reader) 

IDONTKNOWMYOWNMIND : @idontknowmyownmind

Another Headcanons of Mammon (no reader) 

An Old Curse (no reader) 

OBEIII-MEE : @obeiii-mee

Mammon Snaps (no reader) 

MOEMOEMAMMON : @moemoemammon

What Am I Missing (reader) 

KARIUANN : @kariuann

When He Finally Breaks (multiple parts) [reader] 

ARMINSBIH : @arminsbih

Mammon Leaving His Brothers (multiple parts) [no reader] 

[sinnoman]

THIS IS WHAT I NEEDED CHAOTIC MC

fav mc lines? we got some wack dialogue options out there

our mc is a bit of a freak and a bit of a dumbass and we gotta respect them for that

[sinnoman]

no no no no, this quote but as satan angst

Ok but hear me out, Mammon angst with this prompt

PLEASE SOMEONE BETTER WRITE IT

#imagine the possibilities #satan who cries because he thinks he’s basically a replacement for lilith #the brothers only cares for him to distract themselves from liliths death.

[sinnoman]

Happy Birthday Diavolo! || Diavolo

The last fic of Spooktober is finally here!! 🥳 thanks for reading and suggesting ideas for it, it was honestly fun even if it took basically two months to finish 😅 the 800 follower special is next! Thanks for all the support and reader is gender neutral! 💙

Dream’s Spooktober 2021

“Ah MC, do you mind if I steal you for a moment?”

“I think I should be asking you that, but of course!” You laughed and grasped Diavolo’s hand that he held out. You don’t know how someone of his stature would be able to sneak out of his own ball, but alas he found a way. Weaving you through his own castle and barely avoiding the other higher class demons (and almost having a run in with Lucifer himself), you found yourselves in his room, the click from the lock ringing in the air.

“I apologize for taking you away from the festivities, but I figured that we could both use some fresh air, and there is something I need to speak to you about privately.”

“Oh what is it? Is everything okay?” You worried. He looked troubled, and that wasn’t an expression you were used to seeing on him. It was the opposite from the joyous demeanor that he would show.

“Hopefully it will be.”

You raised an eyebrow, officially lost. You’ve never seen him be so conflicted before. What exactly is he talking about?

“I understand that you already gave me my present, and while I am vastly appreciative of it, I realize that I yearn for something else.” He held onto your hands ever so delicately, rich golden eyes locked onto your own. “It’s my own fault for not telling you sooner, but I hope that it isn’t too late to receive it.”

It did sting a little to know that your original gift wasn’t enough, but if you were able to make up for it now it doesn’t make sense moping around about it. The heat you felt just from interlacing your fingers together combined with his massive form was enough to leave you dizzy. You forget just how majestic he looks in his true form, the gold adorning his body showing his status as a true royal. From the regal jewels to the grand pairs of wings that twitch ever so often, your eyes were automatically drawn to him.

You were snapped out of your stupor when he gave your hands a slight squeeze. “MC. I honestly don’t know where to start.” He laughed bashfully. You noticed the blush that was steady growing on his cheeks, and as his laughter died down, the smile remained. “All of the visions that I have for the future of the Devildom are coming to fruition. The three realms are in peace with one another, the brothers’ family is reunited more than ever, and…the loneliness that I was once used to feeling each night has vanished. This couldn’t have been done without you MC, and for that, I am forever in your debt to you. No amount of words could ever explain the gratitude that I hold for you. Nor can it explain how far I have fallen in love with you.”

The air shifted, and your heart was fluttering even more at his words, the warmth spreading throughout your body increasing each second.

“Is it so wrong that I want to keep you by my side for all eternity? To be selfish enough that I won’t ever have to fear losing you?” He continued. “And I have thought long and hard with what I wish from you, but the only thought that continues to cross my mind is to have you entirely. I desire you MC, and nothing is more valuable than the time that I get to spend with you each passing moment.”

Then he proceeded to drop down on one knee, placing a kiss gently on each of your fingers, never losing eye contact with you. “I know that one day I will soon rule over the Devildom, and I wish for you to be by my side when the time comes. I wish for you to be by my side now, and to never leave.”

You stroked at his cheek, grazing your fingertips along his curved horns, not missing the shudder that he gave along with his low purr. Diavolo’s gaze glowed in the dim room, the rich gold twinkling in the moonlight. His blush was on full display now, but he was beaming with nothing but pure affection.

“Choose to become mine MC, and let me become yours for all eternity.”

As he finished, you couldn’t help but let out a joyous laugh, tears brimming in your eyes. “Yes, Diavolo, yes! The answer will always be yes.”

He let his own laugh in return, and spin you around in glee. The only things that could be heard coming from his room was the sound of your combined laughters. You both inched closer until pressed his lips against yours softly, the one of many to come.

You made him the happiest demon, and now he gets to return the favor for all eternity.

[sinnoman]

this was such a good morning gift, your works are always so beautifully written.

AHHHHHH— what to choose, what to choose they all sound so promising. how about accidental stimulation with diavolo (you know i love my husband dearly).

i can’t wait to see what you do with this prompt!

Accidental Stimulation with Diavolo + Fem! Reader

"We're in the middle of a meeting!"

You whisper sharply into his ear, your breath a pleasant warmth on his neck. Diavolo grins, resting his hand atop your thigh, which previously was straying to the apex of your legs, mischievous and playful.

He flashes you a smile, gold eyes twinkling in the moonlight that filters through the meshed windows. "So?"

Your eyes widen at the sheet guts of your demon, and you attempt to manoeuvre to a more comfortable position, but the hardness pressing into your ass stops you in your movements.

Ah, you stare at the chandelier above. It was your doing, and now the demon's a cheeky, playful, and a needy mess.

Clearly, no one in the room would dare to comment on the exchange student sitting on the Prince's lap itself. The whole of the Devildom has seen you with Diavolo in the market, buying sweets with a couple's discount on them, merrily laughing while Lucifer planted his hand on his forehead and wondered how he would manage his beloved circus.

And no one can see what's happening behind the piece of furniture, the cloth draped over it big enough to hide underneath. No one can see how you both are teasing each other, not focusing on the meeting, at all.

You grab Diavolo's hand when it reaches for your clothed cunt, shooting a glare towards his cheeky eyes. The demon chuckles, loud enough to reach your ears and low enough to not be heard by the others.

"But you teased me too, didn't you, dear?" He mumbles near your ear, his hand now resting on your thigh. Diavolo turns his attention to a noble, who asks for his opinion on a new Devildom policy, his tone smooth and serious, as if he's not teasing you under the table.

It was supposed to be a playful gesture, at first. But then you had to keep shifting in your place, your ass grinding against his length, and now the demon is painfully hard.

You had stopped in your tracks, frozen to your place as Diavolo hummed. His fingers picked up the teacup with grace, and when he had taken a sip of the beverage he arched a brow at you, grin concealed behind the cup.

You jolt when his finger brushes past your clit, the friction a surprise. The demons on the table don't pay any attention to your sudden movements, and you wonder if they're choosing to ignore it, or too scared to speak out.

"My Lord, I believe that the budget is now ready."

Diavolo signals for the brunette to continue, and you can feel his hand dip in your underwear, a finger now stroking your cunt, wet and sensitive.

You don't say a word, only leaning back on the demon's chest, careful not to make any noises or expressions that would surely arouse suspicion.

Diavolo's been bold. But this is something you're experiencing for the first time.

And you can't wait for more.

Careful to keep your gaze focused on the noble, you grab Diavolo's wrist to angle it towards your clit, and the pleasure that the action gives you doesn't go unnoticed by Diavolo—the sensation of your nails sinking into his thigh evidence.

His smile is sharp.

"So, if we implement this plan for the lower districts, certainly we should be seeing an increase in profits and morale, from the new facilities available to the denizens."

"Don't you agree, MC?"

Diavolo asks, and you nearly glare at the demon. But you smile all the same and nod.

"The new centres and apothecaries should bring about a change in the birth rate," You begin, but stop abruptly when fingers find their way into your cunt. "And the budget allocated i-is sufficient."

A thumb adds to the stimulation, drawing circles on your clit. "Well then, we're ready," Diavolo smiles, and when your legs begin to tremble, you know you aren't going to last very long.

But the meeting will.

And you're going to be at the mercy of the demon prince.

[sinnoman]

SATAN LOOKS SO UNIMPRESSED LMAOOOOO

I’M RUSHIN’ HERE

[sinnoman]

rereading this and i need some aftercare

let mammon live in an old cottage and garden as a hobby because, although living, can’t break your heart like people do.

also let him snatch a little d as his kid too.

Mammon’s Broken Heart

So apparently I woke up and chose violence today.

My body said fuck this shit we got titties and it’s not fun.

And I have been listening to Bakugou playlists.

So enjoy this.

Trigger warning: cheating and mammon’s brothers are mean

Mammon was never the first choice.

He was never the first choice for advice, entertainment, affection, or even just to be the brother the others comfort.

He was never the first choice.

So when you came m, and you accepted him as your first? Well he was over the moon!

Mammon wasn’t good at showing his affection verbally, but what he lacked in words he more than made up for physically, in both a fluffy and spicy sense.

After being with Mammon for a few weeks, it wasn’t hard to see why anyone would absolutely adore him.

None of the brothers could understood it.

They never understood why you chose to date Mammon over anyone else.

Lucifer could provide for you in every sense of the word.

Levi could always offer a place to hide away when needed.

Satan could offer the most entertaining of tales.

Asmodeous could offer endless fun and self care.

Beel could offer all his love and food.

And even Belphie could offer amazing sleep.

But you were in love with Mammon.

Mammon who could only offer you himself.

Mammon who was clumsy and didn’t know how to use his words.

Mammon who didn’t know how to accept a compliment on more than just the surface level.

Mammon who messed everything up and is in severe debt because of it.

You chose him.

Willingly.

Mammon loved it.

He loved the angry looks they had whenever you kissed him.

He loved the jealousy in their eyes whenever they found the two of you holding hands.

He loved the scowl in their entire demeanor when they heard you laugh because of him.

And he loved you.

He loved kissing you, wherever you wanted him to.

He loved giving you all the affection he could, whenever he could.

He loved hearing your voice light up with even the slightest amount of joy.

And it broke him when he saw the human he loved being pressed against the chest of one of his own brothers.

“What’s going on here?”

The two of you broke apart and with the guilt in your eyes, Mammon knew that wasn’t forced upon you.

“Mammon-“

“No. Save it.”

You loving Mammon was a hit to Lucifer’s pride.

You loving Mammon was a hit to Levi’s ever growing envy.

You loving Mammon made Satan want to rage.

You loving Mammon made Asmo want you even more.

You loving Mammon made Beel insatiable.

You loving Mammon made Belphie wonder what he truly thought was so great about you.

So they knew they had to stop it.

The chosen brother to convince you of your faulty thinking didn’t have to kiss you.

He knew that.

But he wanted to.

He wanted to feel your lips upon his which he so craved.

He knew Mammon would be hurt.

But he was used to this right? Getting hurt by his brothers? What would be the difference if he just stole his lover. Mammon would get over it.

Mammon went to his other brothers for support, only to find all of them uncaring to the news he’s shared.

They all knew Mammon would get over it.

They knew Mammon would get over you at some point.

They didn’t know Mammon would also get over them.

As soon as you left for the human world, Mammon had moved out.

His brothers thought he was being petty and told him to stop making a fuss.

But once Mammon closed the door for good, they were hit with the truth.

They took the one person who loved Mammon from him.

Because in Mammon’s mind, why would his brothers, or anybody else, ever love the scummy second born?

And they knew it was true.