#depressed mammon

[dittoqueeno]

Absence Makes the Heart Grow

*In short: Mammon makes friends while his brothers get jealous that he's no longer around. *AKA, an addition to the depressing, Mammon-centric stories floating around Tumblr and AO3 *Will contain triggering themes!!!

His legs swung back and forth in time to the soft pitter-patter of rain falling around him. White strands of hair held little droplets of crystals that drooped against his skin and onto his uniform. The rooftop of RAD was always his go-to place.

Another one of those days. Days where he’d felt like complete and utter shit. That morning, Mammon awoke with a splitting headache and a sunken feeling in his chest. It didn’t help that none of his brothers seemed to want to talk to him either, so he wasn’t able to get any advice on his growing pains. He hoped the small sip of water he drank was enough to quell whatever he was experiencing.

He even built up the courage to ask if the others wanted to walk to school with him for once, but he was met with sneers of disgust.

“Ugh, are you gonna try to pickpocket me or something?”

“Sorry Mammon, I have to go early for practice.”

“Who’d want to walk with you, stupid Mammon.”

At RAD, he saw Lucifer and tried to talk to him. He caught him down a hallway and actively tried to wave him down, hoping to have a conversation with the eldest. Their eyes met, but Lucifer’s cold gaze promptly ignored him. He was left alone after he followed Diavolo into the student council room.

Later during lunchtime, he spotted Satan sitting with his friends at a table. Again, hoping for a conversation with a brother of his, he made his way to the vacant seat next to him when a succubus managed to steal it first. In a fit of annoyance, Mammon asked her to scooch her ass over. When she pretended not to hear him, he said it louder, causing stray glances from others his way. That seemed to get his brother’s attention, but not the kind Mammon wanted. Instead, Satan glared at him, sending a message only he could understand.

‘Just leave already.’

The rain helped calm his emotions back into their original order of tranquility.

Club activities were taking place as he could hear other demons laughing together. He glanced down, the ground littered with ant-like bodies. So small they looked when he was up there. But what he was most interested in was the ground right below him. He could imagine the speed he’d throw himself at, his destination getting closer and closer to where he could count the bundled sediments of the dirt, only to end with him closing his eyes and feeling the sudden impact of darkness as his body melted into his sins.

Mammon looked at the clouded sky.

“Damn I’m lonely.”

“Hi Lonely, I’m Amy!”

Mammon jumped up in surprise at the sudden reply, turning to see a female student with short, black hair. Strangely enough, the black hues seemed to be accentuated with purple reflections from the rain. Her friendly eyes held interest and curiosity as she looked over Mammon’s form.

“Shit, don’t just pop outta nowhere like that!” Mammon had his hand over his heart as she gave a hearty laugh.

“Well it’s your fault you failed to notice me coming up here.” She hopped up to the ledge he was sitting on, balancing on it like a tightrope artist. “So what’s the infamous second-born doing up here anyways?”

He stumbled for words as her smile widened. “Could it be that you were going to…”

She neared closer to him. “… end your life?”

His eyes widened.

“I mean, what else would you be doing up here besides contemplating suicide? Cuz I have NEVER seen you around during club hours!” She spun around dangerously close to the edge.

“The hell! I most definitely have always been here since forever! And what kinda person says that the rooftop is only for ‘that’? What are ya, an idiot?” Mammon shrugged his arms up, feeling tense at her choice of words. Who was this chick?

She stared even harder at him, a lump forming in his chest. Why was he acting like he just got caught doing something he shouldn’t have done? It’s not like any of his brothers were waiting for him at home or that he was supposed to be somewhere other than here. It was as if she saw right through him.

“Maybe I am, but hey! If you’re going to throw your life away like that, why don’t you join my club!”

Her suggestion sounded more like a command. Join her club? Really? The GREAT Mammon joining a dumb club? Seriously, that sounded so boring and-

-and she was already dragging him towards the door back inside. O-Oh well, in that case, he might as well see through all this trouble! Besides, he could easily overpower her if she tried anything funny.

It was weird to have some lower demon basically kidnap him and take him to a classroom he’d never seen before. It was located at the very end of the first floor, so the fast descent down the flights of stairs was not something Mammon enjoyed doing.

Once they reached the place, the lower demon opened the sliding door and abruptly chucked Mammon inside like a bowling ball. His shriek echoed down the hall on deaf ears as he rolled into the wall face first.

He leaned down and cupped his nose in pain, tears threatening his eyes. “Hey! What the fuck-” Suddenly, a pair of strong arms grabbed his shoulders and lifted him up into a chair, plopping him down with a soft ‘poomf’. The demon had longer blonde hair that was tied back, his piercing eyes reminding him of Lucifer.

The female brushed her hair behind her ear, a smirk on her face. “We welcome you, Mammon the second-born, to our Omniscient Club! As said prior, I’m Amy,” she gestured to the guy behind him, “And this is Saleos!”

What in Diavolo’s name did he get himself into?

(PSST, I'll be posting the next chapters on AO3, so come see me there ^ ^) (Also, I've been writing this for the longest time and now I can finally get it off my chest)

#obey me #obey me mammon #obey me brothers #mammon centric #obey me fanfic #obey me shall we date #depressed mammon #Absence makes the heart grow #my art #my writing #yes i know im not a writing blog #but hear me out

[skyeslittlecorner]

Some headcanons about Mc who suddenly leaves hell without anyone knowing (no notice (?) too, i mean not saying anything about their leaving).

I imagine that the kings have separation anxiety (hohoho love some angst stuff here 😈), but kinda wonder what's gonna happen when MC returned?

I feel allowed, and even encouraged, for some yummy angst~ We will switch order a little this time. And I *may* be a *little* biased, don't mind me.

꧁:･ ✡ ･:꧂

Leviathan tries to live without you as he did before he met you, but it's not the same. When you finally show up, he wants to hang you. But what if you leave again? No. He won't allow it. From now on, you are under constant surveillance. You're not even allowed to go to the bathroom alone (no, there's no negotiation.) He's lost too much to lose you too.

Beelzebub won't even know you're gone. You would have to literally disappear from under his nose during sex, well, a date too. In such a scenario, he would be furious. You wouldn't come back because he would find you; he has a whole army of clones, a lot of time, willingness and knowledge of the whole world geography. He would even snatch you back from heaven. Afterward, when he had you in his arms, he would think it was quite a lot of fun. But don't do that again.

Mammon has already ordered mourning in Tartaros, a huge site has been built for the construction of your own mausoleum. Have you seen the Taj Mahal? This is a dollhouse in comparison to the plans for your posthumous palace. But you're back, and you're alive! Or at least you're still alive, because Mammon is hugging you so much that nothing is certain. Now that you're back, maybe you want a huge palace to live in? He will do anything you want. Just don't leave, Master. Of course, you can do whatever you want, but... he will do anything to make you *not* want to leave.

Satan

It feels... so quiet here. So alone. His beautiful country shambles in ruin, his strong people lose their heart. He, as a king, must stay strong, but with every soldier bleeding out on the pavement, every devil loosing their limbs, every child losing parents his own will crush slowly. All he wanted to do was to help them. To make their lives easier. To take their pain and bear it himself.

"...prise, Your Majesty?"

Satan lowered the bazooka from his shoulder. His gaze was as empty as the sky beneath them. All the angels disappeared in a powerful explosion.

There was a ray of hope for Gehenna, for him, or rather... have been. But Descendant of Solomon disappeared. He looked for you everywhere. Trashed half of Mammon's palace, tore down Leviathan's ropes, damn it, he even found Beelzebub wandering around the pubs and shook all the information out of him. But nobody knew anything. He almost started a war with other countries and didn't care at all. This helplessness weighed was heavy inside him like a boulder.

"Your Majesty?"

Slowly, day by day, hour after hour, he was losing his strength. His will. Not to fight, but to live. This made him become quieter and angrier. Except for Sitri, all the nobles began to move out of his way. This only fueled his spiral of madness. He didn't sleep at night. Just fight, work and drink. If he didn't keep his mind occupied, the black void would fuel his wrath, and they had had to deal with his outbursts often enough. They were so strong that sometimes the entire castle lost consciousness.

Nothing helped anyway.

He was the king, he couldn't just leave it all behind and die. Even if he wanted to.

"Satan!"

"What."

Satan. His name. Nobody but you called his name here... He looked around frantically, but they were alone. Sitri tried to wake him up, it seems. His henchman looked concerned. It's annoying. So annoying. And he didn't mean Sitri's concern, but his own ridiculous behavior. Was it so obvious that he was worried again? He gritted his teeth and turned on his heel, heading to the hospital to assess the damage.

"Listen to me, won't you? I have significant information."

"If it doesn't concern them, I don't care."

"It does."

Satan stopped in his tracks and wanted to punch him. But this time with a hint of hope.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier!"

He did, but that wasn't the point now.

"They are waiting for you at the hospital. At least freshen up a bit before you…"

But Satan wasn't listening anymore. He ran towards the tents and tore the curtains, looking around like crazy. Only the touch of a hand on his shoulder stopped his hectic search. The voice that came poured into his emptiness, sweet and thick as honey. A familiar, beloved voice.

"It's okay, I'm back. I missed you too."

He couldn't answer, physically he just wasn't able to do it. There was a lump stuck in his throat. Stiff as a rock, he didn't want to turn around. What if this is a dream? A sweet delusion? But someone hugged him from behind, and hugged him tightly. Illusion couldn't do it.

He turned and hugged you, sliding to his knees. Kisses, caresses, love, he wanted to give you everything so that you wouldn't disappear. He needed you. His eyes were dry, but he felt like he was going to melt himself.

"Never do that again." Hoarse voice sounded like a threat, but both of you knew that it was out of love. "Never. Leave. Me. Again."

"I'm sorry." Your heart broke seeing him on his knees. "I won't."

"Promise."

You crouched down and grabbed his chin to finally look into his red eyes. For the first time since you left, hope sparked in them.

"I promise that I will never leave you, and if I do, I will always come back to you."

From now on, he won't let you out of his sight even for a moment. Not after you made him a promise that finally ignited his will to live.

PS. Try to disappear from him for a second, and he will shove Zagan's talisman up your ass.

#whb #what in hell is bad #whb satan #whb beelzebub #whb leviathan #skye's little talk #whb mammon #what can i do #it just flashed in my mind #love his depressed ass #I got permission for angst so now suffer~

[dewdropdinosaur]

Rubber Ducky, You're the One

LUCIFER X READER

Summary: Lucifer has had a hell of a week, no pun intended. But you know just what he needs to relax.

Warnings: Implied nakedness, cussing. Rating: PG-13

For the wonderful @anon-of-the-void

REQUESTS OPEN

In the depths of Hell, amidst the chaos and cacophony of damned souls, Lucifer Morningstar, the charismatic and somewhat prideful King of Hell, found himself buried under the weight of his responsibilities. Yes, the King did actually work despite his duck inventing hyper focus. From managing the unruly demons to negotiating with powerful overlords and complaints from citizens, his days were consumed by the ceaseless demands of ruling the underworld. And as if that wasn't enough, the relentless manifestations of the seven deadly sins only added to his burdens(Mammon is a right pain in the arse) 

Each day seemed to blend into the next, the weight of his crown growing heavier with every passing moment. Despite his unparalleled charm and wit, even Lucifer had his limits.

One particularly exhausting day, Lucifer trudged back to his imposing castle, his shoulders slumped with weariness. His mind buzzed with the endless tasks that awaited him, and his steps echoed with the weight of his concerns. The grand halls of his fortress felt suffocating, the shadows whispering reminders of his never-ending duties. His shoulders slumped with exhaustion, his usually vibrant demeanor dulled by the weight of his burdens.

As he entered his private chambers, he took off his top hat and sat his cane to prop against the adjacent wall. Walking to his desk and plopping down on the plush office chair, he groaned into his hands and buried his head in them. 

Only when the small creak of his door sounded did he look up after what felt like hours. He was met with a sight that momentarily lifted the heavy veil of stress from his soul. There, amidst the dim glow of flickering candles, stood his beloved Y/N, radiant and serene, a gentle smile gracing her lips. They had been together for quite some time - the Hellish monarch getting a second chance at love despite thinking that the time for him was long passed. 

"Welcome home, ducky," she greeted him, her voice like a soothing melody amidst the chaos of Hell.

Lucifer's heart swelled with warmth at the sight of her. Despite the darkness that surrounded them, Y/N was his beacon of light, his solace in the storm.

"Y/N," he murmured, his voice softened by the tenderness that enveloped him in her presence despite his tiredness still coming through.

"What are you doing here?"

Y/N stepped forward, her gaze unwavering as she reached out to take his hand. "I could tell you needed a break," she replied, her touch gentle yet reassuring. "And so, I thought I might help if you’ll allow me?"

“No, no darling. I’m alright.”

“Bullshit Luci.”

“You don’t have to take care of me.”

“I know but I choose to. Nothing in return is needed - I just want to dote on you.”

With a gentle tug, to which he did not fight against due to his weakened state, she led him to the grand marble bath that awaited them; its waters shimmering invitingly in the soft glow of candlelight. The sight of it stirred a sense of longing within Lucifer, a longing for respite, for a moment of peace amidst the chaos.

Wordlessly, Y/N began to undress him, her movements tender and deliberate. She stripped away the layers of his regal attire, each garment a symbol of the responsibilities he bore. And with each piece that fell away, Lucifer felt a weight lift from his soul, leaving him feeling vulnerable yet liberated in her presence. Y/N never failed to make the prideful demon shiver. Despite being the harbinger of sin himself, Lucifer always faltered under to gaze - making him feel so small in the best way. Like she could envelop him in her warm embrace and the world would all be alright; that he could be taken care of without fault or repayment(something he never felt with Lillith)

Once he was disrobed, Y/N guided him into the warm embrace of the bubbling waters, the scent of lavender and jasmine enveloping them both. With a soft sigh of contentment, Lucifer sank into the soothing depths, his muscles relaxing beneath the gentle caress of the water.

There, amidst the flickering candlelight, she began to test the water of the luxurious bubble bath with her finger, the scents filling the air with soothing lavender. And as he slipped into the steaming bath, surrounded by a frothy sea of bubbles, he felt the tension in his muscles melt away.

Y/N knelt beside the bath, a soft cloth in hand as she began to wash away the grime and tension that clung to his weary form. Her touch was firm, her hands moving with practiced care as she tended to him with unwavering devotion.

As she worked, Lucifer felt the knots of tension begin to unravel, his mind drifting into a state of blissful tranquility. In that moment, there was only the soothing warmth of the water, the gentle ministrations of Y/N, and the overwhelming sense of peace that washed over him like a cleansing tide. As Lucifer sank deeper into the soothing bubbles, he couldn't help but notice a playful glint in Y/N's eyes as she reached for something hidden behind her back.

"Darling," she said with a mischievous grin, "I have a surprise for you."

Intrigued, Lucifer raised an eyebrow as Y/N produced a bright yellow rubber ducky from behind her back, its cheery expression contrasting with the dark ambiance of the bath.

"A rubber ducky?" Lucifer chuckled, his exhaustion momentarily forgotten. "You never cease to amaze me, my dear."

Y/N giggled as she plopped the rubber ducky into the bathwater, its buoyant figure bobbing amidst the bubbles. "I thought it might lighten the mood," she said, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

Lucifer couldn't help but laugh as he reached out to retrieve the rubber ducky, holding it aloft with a sense of childlike wonder. "Well, I must say, it's a rather dashing addition to our bath time routine."

With a playful grin, Y/N leaned forward to gently boop the rubber ducky on the nose, causing it to squeak in protest. The sound echoed off the marble walls of the bathroom, filling the room with a sense of whimsy.

As the evening wore on and the bathwater cooled, Lucifer and Y/N reluctantly emerged from the luxurious depths of their tub. Wrapped in plush towels, they made their way to the cozy confines of their living room, where a crackling fire danced merrily in the hearth.

With a contented sigh, Lucifer settled onto the plush couch, pulling Y/N into his arms as they nestled together beneath a soft blanket. The warmth of the fire enveloped them, casting a soft glow upon their entwined forms.

"Tonight was exactly what I needed," Lucifer murmured, pressing a tender kiss to Y/N's forehead. "Thank you, my love."

Y/N smiled sleepily, her eyes drifting closed as she snuggled closer to him. "Anytime, darling. I'm always here for you."

#romance #hazbin hotel fandom #answered #vizziepop #radio killed the video star #request #lucifer hazbin hotel #lucifer morningstar x reader #lucifer imagine #lucifer x reader #lucifer x you #fluff #lucifer fluff #helluva boss mammon #helluva boss ozzie #overlords hazbin hotel #take that depression #rubber duck #duckies #lucifer duck #lucifer demon form #call me mommy #tooth rotting fluff #hazbin hotel lucifer

[5mary5]

I need to see the obey me characters dealing with a socially anxious mc that gets anxiety attacks when meeting new people or when going to new places in order to soothe the sadness within me right now

#its 2 am i need to go to sleep #never trust how you feel about life after 9 pm #obey me shitpost #obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me lucifer #obey me x reader #obey me mammon #obey me barbatos #obey me beelzebub #obey me satan #obey me mc #obey me solomon #obey me simeon #obey me diavolo #im sad and tired #depressing shit #shitpost #312005

[honeybyte]

!!

#whb #what in hell is bad #whb satan #whb beelzebub #whb mammon #whb leviathan #whb lucifer #whb oc #im tired of looking at these so here u go #sorry guys #i am UH deeply depressed atm so theres 2 pieces missing :") #ill come back eventually

[obeymepolls]

I'm really going through it today guys. Who do you think would be the best to go to when the depression is acting up?

#obey me #obey me solomon #obey me simeon #obey me luke #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #Who would be the best to go to when you're feeling depressed?

[underratedbitch-number13]

Part 3 : Elpis

A/N: I know that I have been gone for very long and almost abandoned these series. But I have exams going, and yesterday's paper was one of the shittiest ones I've ever written and I was feeling super down. So I came back to finish the angst, lol.

Anyways, I think it's lowkey rushed, but I hope everyone likes it :)

Also It felt so weird writing this chapters because I kept getting new ideas and I wanted to keep writing, but I didn't want to make it tooo long, though it's still pretty lengthy.

Repeating for clarity, MC DID NOT KNOW Mammon at all. She's a complete random stranger who happened to be there.

This part is going to be pretty heavy, so please proceed with caution.

Part 3 : Elpis

(Mammon x F!MC)

Warnings: Suicidal thoughts, Mammon is almost about to attempt suicide, bullying, verbal abuse, physical abuse, and mental abuse, blood, self harm, nightmares.

A LOT OF ANGST!!!

If you are sensitive to any of these, please do not read. This could be triggering.

Written in Third Person POV. Also, If there are any grammatical errors, please feel free to correct them.

|| ☞ Part 1 || ☞ Part 2 || ☞ Part 4(coming end of April 2024) ||

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Simeon woke up with a gasp.

Beads of sweat lined his forehead as he desperately tried to calm his erratic breathing. It was the 6th time in a row.

He had another vision.

Simeon and Luke had temporarily returned to Celestial Realm after Luke fell seriously ill. Luke had almost recovered, but he needed a few more days to heal completely before they returned for the exchange program.

Simeon and Luke weren't aware of anything that had transpired back in Devildom in their absence, because they had left before the video was released.

But since past few days Simeon has been seeing terrible visions.

Visions of Mammon's death followed by utter chaos among his brothers, then a war with the human world. He vividly remembers seeing the Sorcerer's Society up in arms against the 6 brothers.

Solomon was there too, fighting against the brothers.

Simeon felt shivers when recalled how brutally Solomon ended Asmodeus's life after using their pact to his advantage. The entire war was a bloody mess with many dead, including Belphegor, Asmodeus, and Leviathan.

His visions never showed him the end of the war, so he never knew who won.

Wiping his forehead with the back of his hand Simeon decided it was time to talk to Michael. He needed to inform him about the visions and apologize for not telling sooner.

Getting out of his bed, Simeon got ready to visit Michael.

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Michael appeared perplexed when Simeon told him about his visions.

Visions were not a part of Simeon's powers. Now he was seeing a recurring vision, that too one about a war between human and demons?

Michael sent Simeon back after reassuring him that he'll get in touch with him about this matter soon. Unsatisfied with Michael's answer Simeon reluctantly headed back to his place.

He had a sinking feeling in his stomach and he couldn't shake it off.

He cared about Solomon and the brothers, and he had grown very attached to them. These visions were like nightmares to him, and he felt absolutely helpless. He really wanted to do something to prevent all of this.

The thing that perplexed him the most was Mammon's death.

He did not know the cause of his death, he only knew that his body was found in the human realm with his heart ripped out.

Seeing his brother's body in that condition, had incurred Lucifer's wrath, equivalent to what he had seen during the war before his fall.

The brothers's had concluded the humans were somehow responsible for Mammon's death, and bathed the human world in blood. Simeon's head hurt just thinking about it.

"Father," he prayed. "Please protect everyone."

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Barbatos and Diavolo had known.

They were aware of the tragedy that was about to occur, after all, Barbatos had already checked every timeline.

And unfortunately, all of them only had one outcome, Mammon's death.

Diavolo was devastated upon learning this. He had failed! He failed as the future King! How could he not protect his own subject, his dear friend Mammon?

Barbatos himself felt a little lost, his stoic persona wavered as remembered what he what he saw. Although, he never openly showed his affection for Mammon, he cared. He cared more than anyone would believe.

It was hard for either of them to digest the fact. There has to be something they can do to stop this!

Diavolo insisted on talking to Mammon immediately, but he was stopped by Barbatos, who informed him of how every effort made by them in other timelines had done more damage than help.

In one timeline, when they tried talking to Mammon about his mental health, he denied everything. He laughed it off and replied with a "Nobody can hurt the Great Mammon!"

In other timelines, if they punished the students for bullying him, they would isolate themselves even further from him and would call him a snitch or a baby. And if they tried to stop Asmodeus from releasing the video by going to the past, another video of Mammon would always surface.

In the end, they couldn't change the future.

The panic was slowly starting to set in as the time ticked.

Diavolo and Barbatos knew now they only had one option left.

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The winds picked up as Barbatos chanted mantras to invoke his most powerful magic.

Diavolo stood not far away, looking at the figure at a distance with a grave look on his face, his demon form emerging as Mammon stepped closer to the edge.

The Prince of Hell had never imagined that a day like this would ever come. The guilt in his heart was immeasurable knowing he had failed his dear subject, and he had almost been too late to realize that.

Now they had no option but to do this. Barbatos was going to freeze the time on earth for a couple of hours until the full moon ended and then erase his memories from the past few months.

The next moon full as powerful as this one was three months away and that should give them more time to do something.

His eyes turned to Barbatos on his left as he stood in a trance-like state with his eyes closed, a dark aura emitting from him. He was almost done with the process.

"δεθιλΠγπξΨυΣἀἧΪΏ"

Barbatos began chanting louder, and his eyes slowly started opening to release his powers.

Diavolo turned his attention back to Mammon to check on him, and his eyes widened at what he saw. “Barbatos stop!” He yelled and grabbed the butler’s arm to break his concentration.

Barbatos fell on his knees, eyes opened wide and bloodshot, tears pouring out of them. "My Lord," Barbatos gasped, completely out of breath. "Why?"

Diavolo winced at Barbatos' state."Barbatos, I apologize. But we don't need to intervene anymore. He already has."

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Silver butterflies.

They were a sign of God’s presence.

Diavolo, Barbatos and Lucifer were the only demons who knew about those butterflies. They are usually seen when someone who is about to die is about to ascend to heaven OR it meant that God was around.

Mammon, who was completely surrounded, couldn’t see the silver butterflies dancing around him.

They formed a line that was going in a particular direction. Almost like it was linking Mammon with something.

Or someone.

A human girl?

Diavolo and Barbatos watched from a distance, as girl approached the bridge. She too was surrounded by the silver butterflies.

And she could see them.

There was awe on her face as she stared at those beautiful miracles fluttering around her. The bright full moon, the silver butterflies, and the gentle cool winds made the scene look magical.

Diavolo and Barbatos watched as the girl followed the butterflies giggling, not noticing Mammon.

Until she did. Her eyes fell on Mammon's figure, still in his human form, standing on the ledge with a painfully serene look on his face. The silver butterflies long forgotten, she ran towards Mammon with wide eyes and a panicked expression.

"No," she gasped, grabbing Mammon and pulling him down. “Please, please don’t do it.”

"What da hell?" Mammon cursed. "Who are ya?"

The human who was smiling and giggling just a few moments ago, now had heavy tears flowing down her face.

"Please don't do this."

"What is it to ya?" Mammon yanked his hand out of the human's hands.

"It's not worth it, please. Don't do it." she repeated.

Mammon sighed irritatedly. "Look human, ya should go back. Ya don't know me and it's not yer place to tell me what to do."

"Please, it will hurt your loved ones--"

"I DON'T HAVE LOVED ONES." Mammon roared. "I am a scumbag, I don't deserve to live or be loved."

"That's not true!"

"What do ya know?!"

"Yes I don't anything!! But what I do know is that nothing in this world is worth more than your life. It doesn't matter who loves who. It's never going to be worth more than you!"

Mammon stayed silent.

"Why should you die for their sins? Why should you suffer because they aren't good people? I'm sorry you had go through whatever you did, I'm sorry you don't think you deserve to be loved, and I'm really sorry that you find solace in the idea of dying. But please please please for the love of God, please don't do this"

Mammon wanted to scoff at the human. For the love of God? His father who he betrayed for his wretched brother who has abandoned him now?

Karma, it's probably Karma, Mammon thinks.

He didn't want to listen to the human in front of him, after all she was speaking the truth. He shouldn't have to suffer for his brothers.

But he was tired. Mammon didn't feel like he had enough strength to be strong another day. He had forgotten how to love himself, and without love he knew he would shrivel.

Death was really the only option left.

Mammon realized that he shouldn't waste his time any further talking to this human. She was too nice for him and it's pretty late for a human girl to be out anyways.

"Look, I get what ya tryin' to say-"

"No," she stopped him from speaking, taking a hold of his arm again. " I am not going to let you do it. You better be prepared to kill me if you want me to let go of you."

"Have ya lost yer mind?" Mammon looked at her with disbelief.

"No, I have not. But I will lose my mind because of guilt if I ignore this and let you do it."

Why? Why was this human going so far for him? Pity? Guilt?

"I will be there for you. We can be friends."

Mammon scoffed. What an arrogant human.

"Yer as stupid as ya look. Ya think I won't kill ya? And what makes ya think yer sob speech is enough to not make me jump? Ya only wanna be ma friend outta pity and I don't want any of that. Ya don't havta feel guilty or anythin. The world is not yer child an yer not responsible for it. Go home."

Mammon forced himself out of the human's grip and stood up. He looked at her, as she stared blankly at the ground.

He felt bad for being rude to her, but he had no choice. Mammon didn't like pity. After giving her one last look and climbed the edge again. He was about to switch to his demon form when a thought crossed his mind

Won't the human get terrified if she sees his demon form? What if she has nightmares?

"Give me one minute," she spoke interrupting Mammon's train of thoughts. She whipped out her phone and began typing furiously.

Is she calling for help? Will I have to deal with more annoying humans?

"Done," she declared and tossed her phone to the side of the bridge. It landed sideways and you could hear it crack.

What the--?

"Can you move a little and make some space for me? " She asked Mammon, coming over to where he was standing.

Mammon stood on a small ledge that at the end of the bridge. It was the darkest corner and that's why he chose it. Although it was small, it could still hold two people.

"What are ya doing?" Mammon questioned, as the human struggled to get on the ledge.

"Joining you."

"What? Why? Human have ya seriously lost yer mind?"

"No."

"Then what hell is yer problem ?! Why can't ya just leave me alone? Was that irritating speech of yours jus' empty words? Does the same logic not apply to ya?" "My brother committed suicide six months ago."

What--??

"I was the one who found his body. It was dark when I entered his room and his legs hit my face. He was hanging from the ceiling."

Mammon was left speechless at this sudden confession.

"I often wondered you know, why did he do it. He didn't leave a letter, a note, or even gave a proper goodbye. He was my only family. I haven't moved on from his death yet. What if I had paid attention, would I have noticed that my always happy and smiling older brother was actually struggling? Did I ever notice how tired he looked or how lifeless his eyes were? If I had, maybe he would still be here."

There was a pause, as she struggled to continue.

"Maybe if I was a better sister, maybe if I wasn't such a burden, then he wouldn't have died. I feel so pathetic you know. So useless. If anything he deserved to live more than I do. He worked so many jobs to ensure we both had a roof over our heads and food on our plates. He sacrificed most of his life to make sure that my life was good, and what did I do for him? Nothing." "Hey stop. Yer not to blame for anything that happened, and ya don't havta to tell me if it's so painful--"

"No, I am telling you all of this because I want you know to that I don't a reason to live either. I had lost my will to live the day my brother died, but I kept going because everyone told me that my brother would've wanted me to be happy. I tried, I tried so hard to be happy but I couldn't. And today when I saw you on the ledge wit the same expression as my brother on the day he killed himself, I felt the world slip under my feet. If I can't stop you from killing yourself, it's going to destroy me. So why not join you? I always feared dying alone anyways."

She had successfully climbed up and now stood beside Mammon now.

"If you don't mind, can I request something? Can we hold hands when we jump?"

Mammon could tell she was trembling, he could sense her fear.

Humans truly are the most annoying species in the whole of universe.

"Tch, stupid human," Mammon grumbled and picked up the human in bridal style. He got down from the ledge and walked away from the corner, still holding her in his arms.

"What are you doing?"

"Shuddup, I'm taking ya to the mental hospital. Ya need some serious help."

"Do you know the address to one?"

"No, but ya will tell me. I know ya know."

"Fine, I'll tell you. But can we please stop at my place for a bit? I have to pick up a couple of things."

"Tch tch, Annoying little human."

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[hitsujirui]

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[gray0ri0n]

I posted this on my ao3 but i like it quite a lot so i figured id post it on here too :D

-*Contains: anxiety, anxiety attack(?), depression, depressive episodes, fluff, comfort*-

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Lately you've been stuck in bed, not physically, but everytime you try to get out an invisible weight sits on your chest. You feel stuck, you're tired but no matter how much you sleep you wake up more exhausted than before.

Many have noticed, you used to go down to breakfast, but you never ate much. Chewing was too much of a chore, afterwards you would go back to your room to lay down and play on your D.D.D, but even that wasnt as exciting as it used to be.

Satan likes to sit in bed with you and read you his favorite books while playing with your hair, you desperately try and stay awake until the next chapter but he reassures you that it's alright.

He will put on different voices for the characters to hear your small laughs. Once he notices you drifting off he talks lower and tones down the voices. Once hes sure your asleep he carefully sets down the book, and gently lays down to cuddle with you.

Occasionally you wake up to Levi bringing movies to watch in your room but you almost always fall asleep half way through. Feeling helpless as a familiar weight droops your eyelids and a sigh escapes your lungs as you sink into his side.

A familiar feeling of dread sinking into your bones as unexplainable anxiety bubbles up your throat. Your stomach turns with nausea as you cling desperately to the otaku next to you, grounding yourself as you stare at the screen.

Levi would run his hands through your hair, you cringe at its current state, you haven't showered in a few days, just the thought of standing there long enough to wash your hair made you tired. He would leave small kisses on your forehead, asking if you would like to cuddle.

He knew what it was like to feel this way, there were times he was stuck in his bathtub bed and you would care for him, he would always return the favor when you weren't feeling well. And now is that time.

He lays you down and lets you get comfortable before sliding up behind you, his chest to your back, with the laptop infront of you. You both would fall asleep to the show, holding his hand while he gives you small kisses to whatever skin he could reach.

In the morning you would be awoken by Asmodeus, as he kisses you awake Levi leaves promising to come by again later. Asmo will then help you to breakfast. He even offered to feed you a few times and as tantalizing as it seems you denied, telling him you can feed yourself.

Once done with breakfast, you slide whats left to beel before going back to your room. Asmo constantly dotes on you, he helps you brush your teeth, he washed your hair once while you leaned your head over the bathtub, but you quickly got tired of the position you were in.

Once you slide back under the covers and asmo retires for the night, its Lucifers turn to make sure you are feeling alright. He brings a few records along with a small record player. Once a song is on he slides into bed with you, facing each other with your head under his chin. He hums the tune to you while rubbing the small of your back with his thumb on one hand and holding your head in place with the other.

He gives you gentle kisses, on your forehead, cheeks, and nose, telling you that it's ok to feel stuck in life and sometimes he feels the same way, stuck in a never ending cycle desperate for escape.

He whispers a quick apology before leaving the bed, telling you that he has work that is dire and leaving you with the record player. The twins quickly flood in, beel to your left and belphie to your right as they cuddle you in a squished sandwich.

Beel brought snacks that make him feel better when he's sad, and belphie offered to check up on you in your dreams when you sleep. Until then they coddle you, belphie says he understands feeling constantly exhausted. He always feels the tug of sleep at every waking moment and that only makes him more tired.

Beel tells you that his hunger is more tiring than others would think, he's often losing sleep to his hunger and when he first fell the feeling of hunger ached and hurt and he was absolutely fatigued from the desperation to fill his never ending appetite.

They both held you close, sleep quickly taking belphi as your eyelids weighed shut, while you sleep belphie visits in your dreams, he holds you close, running his hands through your hair, kissing your hands. He asks if you want to talk about anything without having to be scared of others hearing. If you accept he gratefully listens before leaving you to your dreaming.

When you open your eyes to Mammon who is now in front of you, you must have slept through the twins leaving. He mumbles that he hasn't been able to spend time with you yet, he kisses your forehead, holding you as if you might break any second. You press yourself into him, feeling the warmth radiating off of his chest.

He talks about how he also struggles with these feelings, when his brothers go overboard with the insults, when he gets in trouble for something he didn't do. He desperately clings to you now, pressing his cheek to your forehead.

You hold him closer, pulling him closer to kiss his cheek, he blushes before quickly pressing his face back to your forehead. You feel the heat from his face as you give his knuckles soft kisses, he asks if your ready to go back to bed.

As you drift off you are reminded of how loved you are down here. How you can turn to anyone about anything and they will gladly help you, take care of you, listen to you. You treasure every moment you have with them and you know that no matter how your feeling, they will always care for you.

#fluff #comfort #depressive episode #anxitey #obey me mc #obey me belphegor #obey me mammon #obey me lucifer #obey me asmodeus #obey me satan #obey me beelzebub #obey me leviathan #obey me comfort #sorry if its bad

[spicywasabae]

OH BUDDY YOU HAVE NO IDEA

Lesson 23 spoilers

The angst is angsting (i hope mc gets their own therapist i dont think being devilsitter comes with health insurance)

#obey me #obey me nightbringer #Obey me nightbringer spoilers #obmswd #obmnb #obey me mammon #obey me simeon #also can we talk abt how simeon knew what was gonna happen to him #But he did so anyway out of love for the brothers? #Im sobbing #Obey me angst #This game is full of angst #The depression is getting worsah

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[korra-northeast-germany]

Tw: suicide, breakdowns, verbal and emotional abuse. Mentions of physical abuse. Audio Hallucinations? Basically do not read if you are sensitive to these topics you have been warned

Like I care

"C'mon luci let's go play", a childish wish from a younger brother craving the attention of his caretaker, his grip oh so tight almost removing the circulation from the eldest arm causing pain tho not a lot. "Not now Mammon" the elder spoke trying to pry him off, "I am busy a little later alright?" The child just whines. "But luci...! Non of our other brothers wanna play, plus you always focus on your work!! Just play with me please luci" he looks like he'd cry if not give the attention, the elder tries all with his might eventually givimg in. His brother refused to let up, forcing him to be unable to do anything but allow the young angel to have his way.

"Alright I'll....play with you.."

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"Lucifer?" Mammon slowly walked into the avatar of pride's room, a sheepish look upon his face. "I was thinking maybe just us to can spend time together? I mean your always focused on your work and I the GREAT Mammon think you should take a break at least for today ya?" Oh the annoyance Lucifer felt, how dare the destructive brother inturpt his work. He had very important papers and couldn't turn them away, they are very much more important than whatever money making scheme Mammon was thinking of making into some silly game. "No Mammon I'm not in the mood, my work is very much important as of current which must be done as soon as possible" he responds glaring at the tanned male. "But Lucifer I really think you need a break. Take some time to play a game with me your little brother?" "NO mammon. If you do not have anything of importance to tell me then leave." Oh how Lucifer will come to regret those words. "....fine" the former angel of charity leaves the scene, saddened his older brother rather kiss up to 'Diavolo than spend time with him. Bah like he cares.

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Like he cares

"Mammy read that book to me again, the one about the prince and the Knight" a blond haired spawnling spoke, hands holding up his favorite children's book up to his older brother/mother figure. He was no older than a 6yo in human terms, a young impressionable 6yo at that high hopes high potential high... wrath. Oh sweet baby he was. 'Mammy' just smiled at his youngest sibling, strong tanned arms bringing the child into the elders chest kissing his head followed by a friendly laugh which radiated through the whole of HOL. "Of course I'll read to Ya tan tan!" The avatar grins oh how his heart fluttered and swelled, never could Mammon ever say no to Satan. "Do you want to read in your room or the library?" No answer was truly needed, 'Mammy' already knew. "library library!"

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A frustrated Satan searched everywhere far and wide for his missing book. Where was it? Who could have took it? It could not have been some low life demon! Of course not this was HIS private library after all only he, his brothers, Diavolo + Barbados, and in few RARE occasions the exchange students could enter! Who in the world could have taken his book...Who would dare have the audaci- "MAMMON!!" Shifting quickly into his demon form the 4th brother avatar of wrath would go looking for the 2nd born with an undying force a desire to eliminate the thieving scumbag. He spots Beel, Levi, and Asmo all hanging out playing one of Levi's video games. Rare. "What's got your panties in a twist?" Questions Asmo raising his brow.. "let me guess the scumbag stole from You?" Levi huffed "yeah he stole from me to! I can't find my limited edition ruru-chan fighters game anywhere! Ugh!" "And my perfume and nail set" the 2 OBNOXIOUS siblings spoke both seething with hate. Beel just stayed quiet. "Have any of you seen Mammon at least!?" Everyone shrugged where was mammon no one knows. Annoyed, Satan retracts his demon form to instead visit Lucifer, man's pulling a snitch like Levi does. It's not like he cares about what happens to mammon.

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Like he cared

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"End it"

No....

"Get it done with hurry up!"

But they'll miss me

"Don't you understand no one cares!"

They care!

"Do they or are you fooling yourself to believe such lies"

You don't know shit

"When was last time they called you their brother"

I- uh...

"When was the last time you remember getting a hug from your brothers?"

When...

"Don't finish that sentence you know you don't remember"

You don't understand i- they can't possibly want this

"Scumbag"

Stop

"Bastard"

Stop it

"Thief"

Listen

"Good for nothing"

Not funny!

"Idiot!"

Okay It get it stop!

"No one wants you here don't you understand"

No response

"Not lucifer"

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"Not Levi"

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"Not Asmo"

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"Not Beel"

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"Not Belphie"

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"Most of all NOT satan"

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"Don't you understand Mammon! They would have won the war if you died instead! They would be so much happier with Lilth if you died instead it should have been You! Not Lilth YOU!"

really low blow...low....*hic* blow..

"You know its true, so go ahead do it... end it"

Tears now pool from the avatar's eyes

"After all...."

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" Its not like they care "

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He should have cared. Satan should have cared. He didn't care when he saw Lucifer whipping his brother, he didn't care when Mammon cried saying it wasn't him that took everyone's stuff. No..He didn't care when he saw Mammon's dull eyes looking straight at him while a smile plastered the elders face a really really fake smile. He should have cared he knew he should have cared. Yet he didn't. HE DIDN'T. He let it happen...He.. He let the man that raised him for centuries ever since he was just a little spawnling suffer..while He watched, while he participated, while he accuse, called him names, shamed, and emotionally as well as mentally abused him. What kind of brother was He? The blond avatar can only feel wrath seething, could only feel the wrath threatening to lash out at anyone or anything that dare DARE inturpt his search.

Where was He?

Where was Mammon?

Where was the man that used to read him books every night?

Where was the brother that used to sing to him while everyone argued and fought?

Where was his knight?

Where was the brother that promised to always be there for him?

He needed him

He needed his Mammy

Why wasn't Mammy coming to his aide?

"MAMMON!" He cries out continuing his search.

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The demon wheezed and coughs, he failed his attempt, he's been lying here by himself stuck in the human realm for what..4 days now? Great.....just perfect...he thought he could do it much easier here yet...ugghhh whatever he'll..he'll try again. After all

Who could ever care for the great scumbag mammon

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What has he done...he drove him away... he was trying to protect him from a fate worse than death, yet in the prideful Damon's efforts to protect drove him away. Fuck this was just like Lilth over again. It's been 5 days, they searched everywhere in Devildom by now and now were searching in the human realm. He felt the bond, the spukd bond no longer as faint as before...They were close....They were close they were going to find him. Once they do Lucifer plans to spoil Mammon rotten. Play as many games as Mammon wanted, bake with him, visit all the famous casinos, May be even gamble a little only a little! He was going to...he had to he needed..

Wait

The soul bonded was acting up like fucking crazy, he was close Lucifer is do undeniable close he'll find Mammon soon he will he knows! Following the little hot cold game the soul played he ended up finding a certain white haired demon who looked so disorimtated so awful. " Mammon!" He calls moving t grab him only to watch his hands go through him. "Wha-" no no it can't be..he was,no.."Mammon, Mammon!!"

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They were to late..they were way to late. Their brother mammon? Dead gone faded into nothing. when they heard the news everyone's worlds broke into a billion peices.

Beel couldn't bring himself to eat for weeks.

Belphie struggled with sleep constantly waking from nightmare upon nightmare.

Asmo shut down, a response no one could read for not a single person can tell how this plagued him.

Levi left his room often yes but constantly sulked, he never dare talk about or mention ruru-chan or anything related instead walking in and out of Mammon's too, on occasion to take his stuff hoping just hoping his brother would return.

Satan's wrath was off the hooks, when he heard the news he sulked for days upon days, he went through the stages of grief desperately looking through each and everyone of his spells to return the big brother/mother he had lost. When that didn't work he lashed out constantly, he lashed out at Lucifer accusing him blaming him to the mess saying 'he never cared' because he never saw a single tear in the those raven haired eyes. He moves onto the other brothers before moving onto himself, the boy broke. He read the story about the knight and prince as well as the other countless amounts of books his mammy used to read to him hopesnthst he'll return. He never did.

He never did. Lucifer...Lucifer Oh how he failed his little brother, some nights he prayed to their father with hopes of the return of his brother, null. How the once prideful avatars pride faded quickly at the mention of his favorite, he never truly did accept his death. Couldn't bring himself to. Lucifer oh lovely lovely Lucifer 'the failure first born' forever plagued by the last conversation he shared with little mammom before his death.

"Lucifer?" Mammon slowly walked into the avatar of pride's room, a sheepish look upon his face. "I was thinking maybe just us to can spend time together? I mean your always focused on your work and I the GREAT Mammon think you should take a break at least for today ya?" Oh the annoyance Lucifer felt, how dare the destructive brother inturpt his work.(work he shouldn't have payed attention to) He had very important papers and couldn't turn them away(why not turn them away this one time?) they are very much more important than whatever money making scheme Mammon was thinking of making into some silly game.(why didn't you play?)"No Mammon I'm not in the mood, my work is very much important as of current which must be done as soon as possible"(take a break Luci...) he responds glaring at the tanned male. "But Lucifer I really think you need a break. Take some time to play a game with me your little brother?" "NO mammon. If you do not have anything of importance to tell me then leave."(please come back to me...) Oh how Lucifer will come to regret those words. "....fine" the former angel of charity leaves the scene(I shouldn't have let him...).

A/N:this genuinely took a while like LITTERALLY lol. I stayed up late thinking and gathering inspiration cuz I only really write upon impulse and this was one of them. Anyway I'm happy it's done and hope people like it :) sorry if it's too depressing/to long or if there's grammar issues I stayed up writing like for days lol.

#obey me mammon #the great mammon #obey me #om! mammon #mammon needs a hug #obey me oneshot #angst #mammon angst #om! oneshot #om! angst #om! satan #om! brothers #om! lucifer #om! leviathan #no mc #mammon dies #om! asmodeus #om! belphegor #om! beelzebub #tw depressing stuff #tw death #i couldn't stop myself #sorry for this

[iralyn]

Tears in your eyes

“He isn’t worth crap!” Mammon shouts exasperatedly in your room.

You blow into another tissue, laughing through your tears.

“He-” you pause, collecting your thoughts “He was though” another sob breaks through your body and you smack your head onto your pillow.

“THAT lower level demon? I can’t even remember their name!”

“That’s because your Mammon, one of the seven avatars of hell!” You scoff and turn your head so you can see Mammon, but are still laying on your pillow.

You take in your room, covered in empty chip bags and other garbage from your gorging over the past few days.

You’ve experienced break up’s before but this was bad, you’d thought this demon could be the one.

“No way! He’s just a loser.”

Mammon had called your (ex) boyfriend a loser before, but it was all lighthearted nonsense up until now.

Your eyes start watering and you can’t help but let the tears fall onto your bedspread.

When mammon sees this, he tilts his head. He’s never had a human crying in his house before. In front a pool table? sure. The casino? All the time. But this was different. He cared about you.

Mammon decided the best way to comfort you would be the way he was best comforted. So, he opened his arms for you.

You smile a sad (kind of pathetic) smile, but you don’t care, and mammon obviously doesn’t, so it really doesn’t matter. You get up from your comforter and the hundreds of crumbs underneath it, and jog into his arms.

As Mammon held you, he swayed slightly, soothingly. You cried into his shirt, dampening it with every shudder of your shoulders.

You eventually started swaying with Mammon, matching his pace. You smiled, and leaned your head against his chest.

As you danced with the windows open and the moonlight seeping in, holding each other. You’ve come to the assumption, that mammon would be with you through your lowest, saddest, or most repulsing. Whether that assumption was right or wrong, it comforted you, in an unexplainable way.

Awwwwwe, i really like this!!!

#mammon x mc #obey me #om! mammon #mammon x reader #obey me mammon #mammon #light angst #hurt comfort #fluff #mammon fluff #comfort #break up #dancing in the moonlight #depressed

[juvellianovo]

Do you do any obey me angst headcannons? If so then u can ignore this if u want

What about a deppresed!Mc that self harms? (The brothers already know about her depression but not about her cutting herself btw).but the brother do find out soon when they walked into your room to hang out (they forgot to knock bc they had texted you prior to coming into ur room but your D.D.D was dead at the time). They where horrified when they saw a blaid pressed against ur wrist.

What would they do?

This might be triggering: mentions of selfharm slightly sensitive content

Anon I am sorry for the delay. I was going through extreme emotional pressure for the past few weeks but I think I am now fine doing this

There will be two situations: 1. In where you want to be hugged and 2. Where you don't feel like hugging and just want company

Lucifer and Mammon edition ( can be seen as platonic and non platonic)

Everyday was exhausting. The pressure of being a representative. The trauma of being killed

Everything just so....vivid

On the other side your own problems...

What was wrong with you...?

Lucifer

I got this headcannon from another blog that Lucifer is that one parent that knocks but enters before you can answer

Lucifer was honestly here to discuss about a impostant meeting that Diavolo was holding

You heard the footsteps and you knew it was luciferanyone else with this trauma?

But what could you do?

Hide?

But your red eyes will give away

What about the blood on your sleeve?

Everything was processing inside your head but you were too selfish to care

You were too tired to hide anymore.

When Lucifer entered your room he was shocked to see you holding a blade on (place)

He immediately carefully but quickly took the blade away from you

Keeping in check to cause no further harm

You couldn't help it

On one side they were belittling you on the other side you wanted to cry and scream as loudly as you want

You felt numb

Scenario: 1

Lucifer had wrapped around a handkerchief on your wounded place

Gesturing gently as to ask silently if you would like to be held

You gave gentle tug as affirmative

Lucifer hugged still making sure not strain or hurt the place that was injured

[+ if it's on your leg then expect yourself to be sitting on his lap while hugging having your both your legs dangling from the side+ can be seen as platonic or non platonic]

You were in a very warm embrace

It was so strangely warm but it hurt at the same time...?

You couldn't help but violently sob

The jar that was holding the mist had finally seemed to explode.

Will run a soothing hand down your hair/back

Scenario: 2

Not everyone always wants to be hugged

Sometimes the pressure...the presence becomes overwhelming

But that doesn't mean the presence has to comepletely disappear

When lucifer approached to hug you

"N-no..." was the answer you spoke with the most broken and hurt voice he had ever heard

Lucifer truly loves the ones he holds close be it his brothers the royals and maybe even Luke, Simeon. He finds his little joy in these small presences...the only thing that keeps him alive he would say...

and you are no exception to his world

He knows that not always everything is right

Lucifer really wanted to stay but decided to leave

Until...he heard you say

"Can you stay for a while...?"

Lucifer takes a seat at the opposite side where you're sitting.

Silently being there for as long as you're content with

After you're done crying(sometimes some people don't cry not because they don't want to but because tears don't come out) letting it out he will make sure to give you the rest you deserve.

He will keep his brothers away for the time being

If you insist then he will keep this as a secret.

If this man was soft pillow with a stone printed on it for you he is now a moose cake.

Mammon

Was just coming to brag about how much he earned today by gambling andá didn't get caught by Lucifer

After entering your room he pauses there for a minute

Will close the door and immediately hug you

Doesn't care if you don't need a hug don't chu never ever EVER dare refuse this squishy t(i)eddy's hug. Mans got boob window!😤

How could you....?

How could he...?

How could he not notice...?

If only....!

...he could do anything to...

Cries his eyeballs out

All the hurt coming to him and hitting him like truck-kun

Sure as the second oldest he has had his brothers come to him

Even lucifer once came to him for comfort

He remembers that he often used to find Satan doing selfharm

Sometimes he would also get injured when trying to calm Satan down

holding Satan in his arms even though Satan kept clawing and screaming at him

It hit even harder when when it was...you...

All these memories

He just can't stand seeing people he loves hurt.

He knows this world is much more cruel to those who don't deserve it. But he is here....

And he can mend the damage it caused...right?

Expect your injuries to hurt a bit from how hard he was squishing you

He will throw the blade away

Help you get yourself patched up

Even though Mammon fails his grades but he still knows lots of types of magics

Aftetall he IS the second born

Will use magic to keep the pain away

Might tell Lucifer about this and ask Lucifer to give you some time off

If you don't want him to tell lucifer then he will do his best to cheer you up, skip classes with you.

Take you to lots of different places

Give you small gifts here and there

Don't worry he will take all the punishments Lucifer gives.

#self harm #obey me #Lucifer #obey me lucifer #avatar of pride #Mc angst #depressed!mc #Depressed #obey me mc #obey me mammon #Mammon #Avatar of greed #the second born #mammon angst #angst #fic #fanfic? #headcannon #triggering topics #TW! #🖤🖤🖤juve

[viriborne]

Mammon’s fucking room

#obey me #levi: omg this room is a pigsty!!! #mammon’s room: only mildly messy #where is his messy depressed gamer girl bedroom

[snowcandyz]

The Letter Under The Shoes [Part 4]

Genre: Dark, Heavy angst

Summary: What exactly happened between MC and the brothers?

TW: Toxic relationship (friends/family), cursing (bad language), mentions of killing and some mild descriptions, mentions of self-sacrifice/su*cide. Also contains a spoiler for Chapter 16

It started as a blunder; a slip of tongue.

A mistake that should be forgiven with the word ‘Sorry’.

“Lilith, what do you think of this fluffy sweater I just bought? Cute, right?”

The stinging pain in their chest made MC press their lips into a thin line.

It’s only a mistake.

“Oh, I’m so sorry! I meant, MC,” Asmo sighed heavily, “What’s wrong with me today… Anyway, what do you think of this sweater, MC?”

See? Asmo apologised! Don’t take it to heart…

Convincing themselves, they tried giving him a small smile before replying, “I think they’re great, Asmo. Maybe you could match it with the jeans you bought yesterday?”

“Ooh! You’re a genius! I’m so glad to have you as my sister!” Asmo went running to his room after saying the last sentence.

Perhaps he was too thrilled to realise he had made yet another mistake.

But they paid it no mind.

It’s okay. They understand the brothers’ situation.

Losing your sibling could be very painful, and they sympathised with that.

They really do.

MC’s sure the brothers didn’t mean it. Maybe it’d go away after a while? Perhaps three days after discovering the truth weren’t enough for them to grow out of the shock?

Although it kinda hurt when no one asked how MC was doing after the incident. Especially since they were the most affected by Belphegor’s action…

But it’s fine! They kept telling themselves.

I should be fine; said MC as tears started streaming down their face.

Inhaling deeply, they cracked a smile and wiped their tears, very optimistic that the brothers won’t do the same mistake ever again.

And how they wished for that to happen.

“Lilith, I got this new game from Akuzon! We can try this together! You’ve always loved this kind of game, right?”

“Hmm? Are you having trouble with your schoolwork? You know you can always come to me for help. You’ve always depended on me since before, so don’t hesitate now.”

“Ya had nightmares? It’s okay; big brother Mammon is here to help ya! Do you remember those times when ya keep sneakin’ to my room 'cause of it?”

“Lilith, help me! I can’t find Belphie anywhere! We used to play hide and seek together, right? Maybe you can help me find him? You must have known his usual hiding places too.”

No matter how much 'I’m fine’ they muttered to themselves, the pain kept getting worse and worse lately.

But it’s okay, right?

If the brothers thought of MC as their sister, maybe MC could accept the brothers as their own too?

It should be okay; yes, it should be.

Maybe MC could ignore the names and act as if their new pet name is Lilith?

Yeah, it wasn’t so bad after all! Lilith is a good name…

But those eyes; those hopeful eyes.

Searching, seeking and silently hoping they’d find the resemblance of their dead sister in MC.

…

Maybe MC could just avoid looking directly at the brothers when they’re talking to them…?

…

Or maybe MC’s the one at fault here. Because they didn’t stop this before it was too late. And now, they’re left with this mess.

“If someday, someone didn’t see your worth, know that you’re unique in your own way. You don’t have to keep living under their expectations.”

Will that apply to this situation too?

What is right or wrong? When exactly should they stop the brothers from going too far? And how should they do that when–

When the guiltiest of all didn’t apologise to them yet.

MC peeked into the planetarium and saw Belphegor lying down peacefully in the pillow fort he made. The creaking sound from the door awakened him from his short nap.

“Oh, it’s you.” Belphegor gave them a smile before lying back down and staring at the stars above. His movements were very laid back, showing no remorse or guilt whatsoever.

The pain inside their chest intensified after witnessing his attitude. The incident that happened a week ago was still fresh in their mind.

The tight grip on their neck. Those iron tastes in their mouth. The way his eyes screamed for them to die.

“Beel was looking for you…” The sentence came out softer than intended.

He yawned, utterly oblivious to MC’s current state, “He did? Then just tell him I’m here.”

Calming their trembling hands, MC gathered the courage to ask a question that has been lingering inside their mind throughout this week, “Hey… if… if I wasn’t… you know, if I wasn’t Lilith’s descendant… would you kill me again… during that time?”

The air around the room shifted from serene to one thick with tension.

“Yes.”

The reply was curt but soft as if he was whispering. But to MC, it was loud and deafening.

An answer that further broke their heart.

————-

After listening to the seventh born confession, MC was left with their dark thoughts. After all the efforts they had made for this family… After crossing timelines just to reunite them back together… After trusting them despite being nagged multiple times not to trust demons…

'I’m tire–

“MC?” They were startled in their seat.

A voice had shattered those dark scenarios that haunted their mind. Turning around to look at the caller, they smiled, “Yes, Satan? Need anything?”

“I was just wondering if you’d like to help me cook today. It’s fine if you don’t want to, though. I’m sure you’re pretty tired.”

“It’s alright, let me help.”

Taking a deep breath, MC smiled again; full of sincerity this time.

Being with the fourth born calmed the raging thoughts inside their head. At least those voices that called their name didn’t hope for someone else.

And at least Satan treated them for who they are. And those clear, sincere eyes of his; a sense of camaraderie with the Avatar of Wrath.

Thus, it’s no doubt for the fourth born to be the only one who thought something was wrong.

“What the fuck… Are you serious?” Satan’s sudden cursing made the brothers turn their heads toward the fourth born. Satan is a gentleman. As much as the others portrayed him as a ball of fury and ready to explode anytime, he wouldn’t curse without any good reason.

And most of the time, the reason was that he was angry.

“The fuck you called MC? Lilith?”

At his question, the brothers went silent.

“Lilith is gone! Why are you calling them Lilith? They’re MC! The human?! The exchange student?! They’re not Lilith!”

MC couldn’t hold back their tears any longer. Perhaps hearing the words coming out of someone else’s mouth made it harder to control their emotions.

Satan’s words from back then rang inside their mind again and again, “Why do you keep hurting yourself, MC? You could’ve just spoken up about this. This isn’t okay and you know it! Stop trying to consider others’ feelings when your own was hurting!”

As much as MC knew he was right, they had no other choice than to shut up and bite their tongue. 'It wasn’t that easy, Satan…’

Although the name-calling had stopped after his outburst, MC knew it wasn’t over. 

Yes, the brothers finally realised their mistakes and have been trying hard to make it up to MC, but those eyes are still there. They’re watching and observing their every move; silently wishing they could indulge in MC’s presence and call them their 'Lilith’.

———–

Too many questions.

Too much blame.

But nothing could ever bring MC back.

If only he realised this sooner. If only he had stopped this before it was too late. If only he didn’t let go of their hand this morning.

Satan knew it all. And maybe that’s why he’s the most frustrated out of all.

The letter in his hand only engulfed him further into despair.

’-and for always backing me up. Thank you for accepting me for who I am. I’ll never forget your help.

About this letter that you found in your book, please don’t mind it too much. When I went to your room to return these books, I knew you’d be sleeping. So don’t blame yourself for not staying awake.

Even if you had talked to me that night, I still can’t guarantee whether I’ll be there by your side when you read this letter. I’m sorry for hurting you, Satan. As I said, I’ve already made up my mind.

Live happily with your brothers, and don’t hold grudges. They’re hurt by Lilith’s loss. That much, I understand. And it’s not really their fault in the first place…

Again, I can’t thank you enough for these years.

You’re my one true friend. Thank you, Satan. I love you.

-MC’

Satan could only crumble the paper in his hand as he shed his tears in defeat.

His room was messy, even messier than before. The rampage he did earlier proved worthy because he discovered MC’s letter between the pages of the book left by them last night.

He was heartbroken.

Satan could be the key to saving MC.

He is their friend; the one they talked to the most.

He is their companion; the one they often confided in.

And he’s the only one other than Diavolo and Barbatos to know who Daniel really is.

But now, he’s too late.

If only he didn’t let go of their hand this morning.

———

“I don’t understand… Why do you need to know what happened to the people who–” Diavolo sighed before continuing, “MC, look, it’s confidential information. I can’t tell you. I’m really sorry.”

“Please! Just this once, and I won’t ask again. Please, Diavolo?” they pleaded.

“MC, I’m sorry but I really can’t tell you.”

Barbatos was silent beside his Master. He wouldn’t dare interrupt their conversation, although his facial expression depicted obvious concern for MC’s questions.

“Although I have to ask, what makes you think they’re here in the Devildom anyway?”

“Because my mother said the ones who took their own life will end up here,” a melancholy smile that painted their lips didn’t go unnoticed by the Demon Prince and his butler, “I know I’m asking too much, but can I please have some closure on what happened to my brother?”

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