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acaribeau · 1 year
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The vessels
Mammon x gn!reader (Can be seen as platonic) ✦ 1k words ✦ SFW ✦ on AO3 ✦ Masterlist TW : mention of corpses, slight gore at the end. Content : situated in S3 of og OM, creepy hc about demons and their influence in the human world, with slight fluff and gore at the end.
After the incident with Solomon's cooking in Serenity Manor, you found out the creepy reason why Mammon wasn't affected as the others.
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I was relaxing with Asmo and Satan in the common room of Serenity Manor. After almost dying from eating Solomon's cooking they were pretty exhausted.
“Ahhh~ I thought I was going to die! I can't believe how Solomon can cook even worse each time he touches the kitchen!” 
“I didn’t think food could knock up cold demons for hours”
“And I can't believe stupid Mammon was able to eat it and be fine! Ugh… It's so unfair!”
“It probably has to do with his dead vessel and it's incapability to digest food… or the thing Solomon gave us whatever it is”
“But why should he have to be the one that didn't suffer just because he couldn't do a simple thing and keep a fucking human alive?!” 
“Ahhh… what are you talking about?”
They all looked at me as if suddenly remembering that I was in the room as well. I knew those faces… they just said something they shouldn't.
“Well… as you know, humans need to train their souls to support the strong magic in Devildom like you do your tasks, demons can't stay too long in the human world without a vessel. That consumes too much magic. We, as avatars, have enough magic to form a solid humanoid body for as long as we please… but our sins affect humans, increasing the temptation in their souls” 
“So… if we wanted to stay with you here without causing a war… we kinda have to possess some humans”
“But Lucifer and Satan came before and nothing happened…”
“Are you sure? Don't you remember what happened on the train?” 
“That's why Griselda was killed?! We were the reason for her death?!”
“Of course not. Her apprentice was already planning it. He was already consumed by pride, greed and jealousy. We only… gave him a push.”
“So… all of you are possessing someone at this moment? Are they like… trapped in their body? You just snatched the first human you saw or-?”
“Of course not! Not anyone can have the fortune of having moi inside them, physically or spiritually~”
“They all consented and they aren't conscious if that's what you’re worrying about. All of them wanted something so we made a deal for using their bodies temporarily. Most of us had losses”
“We all have our own standards, but yeah, I would normally claim their soul for eternal beauty. Instead, they even got the privilege of being my host… I really gave her everything someone can wish for~”
“And… Why did you say that Mammon wasn't sick?”
“Because that excuse of a demon killed his vessel before even making a deal. And even worse, he decided to use that body! He's stinking all over the house!” 
“I haven't smelled anything…”
“Of course not. Humans can't smell death like us”
“We were in a rush, and since you took too much time choosing yours, by the time that idiot would have chosen another, the holidays would have been over” 
“I don't know what he did to convince Lucifer to allow that… It's so humiliating having someone like him as a brother. What if someone finds out? We’ll be the laughing stock for centuries! I bet he just didn't want to pay him so he killed him… ugh”
“It really is a disgrace that someone can call himself a ruler of hell and can't get himself a living vessel”
“Just imagining how gross and sticky he must be feeling in that gives me goosebumps. See?”
Asmo took that as an excuse to grab my arm and hug me, showing me that he wasn’t lying.
I stayed there a couple of minutes more, but there was something annoying me, so I knocked on Mammon's door.
“Can I come in?" I said while poking my head through the door "I have instant noodles with hot sauce… they are not as hot as your favorites… but-"
Mammon jumped from his bed to the door "Yeah! Come in! What movie do you want to see?"
After choosing a movie, we were sitting on his sofa.
“So… I heard you are in a dead man…”
“W-WHAT? Wh-Who told you that? It was Levi? That scoundrel! I swear-”
“It doesn't matter who told me. I heard that is uncomfortable… Are you ok?”
Mammon didn't answer for a second, looking dumbfounded at me.
“…you heard I killed someone and you care about how I am doing?... Pfff! You really are a weirdo. Yeah, I'm fine. It isn't the best sensation but I can live with that”
We kept watching the movie for a while, but I couldn't contain my curiosity.
“And… Why did you do it? Killing him, I mean”
“…He was a bastard. He tried to bargain with the soul and body of his son instead of his… he was only 16 ya know? And it wasn't the first time he used him, it was written all over his body… I wasn't going to bargain with that shit! So I just took what I needed…”
“And what happened with the kid?”
“I made sure he received all the things from his father and then I asked the witches who told me to go with that asshole to take care of him”
“Wait, he was friends with the witches? Wouldn't you be in trouble?”
“Nah, I'm pretty sure they knew I was going to kill him when they sent me. He probably owed them money or something, I don't know and I don't care…”
We returned our attention to the movie until I heard him whisper shyly.
"So… aren't you freaked out by that? By me?..."
I just snuggled into him as an answer. I could feel him sigh in relief and kiss me on the forehead. I inhaled strongly, trying to smell what Asmo did, but all I could smell and feel was my demon.
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Bonus:
A couple of weeks later, Satan teleported to the common room, with a knife buried in his abdomen, covered in blood and holding a head.
Mammon burst into laughter when he saw him.
“And who did you say couldn't keep a body alive??”
Satan threw him the head across the room but Mammon avoided it at the last second,  staining the sofa with blood.
“OI!”
“Not. A. Single. Word!”
“I hope you were planning on cleaning that”
“SHUT UP!" He shouted while slamming his door.
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devilishdelights · 1 month
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always on the same page
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mammoanlmao · 2 years
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Obey me older brothers react to mc being a simp
Lucifer
You stress him out so much
He already has he's brothers to embarrass him,but still, the God, his own Father, decided that it would be a great idea to send him a s/o who would annoy him 24/7 and obliterate he's reputation as The Demon Prince right hand man and the student council
Don't get me wrong though, he loves you, and finds your adoration and love and simping for him amusing.
You, Lucifer and Diavolo, were having a little tea party. Well only you were invited but Lucifer thought it would be a good idea to go along with you, to make sure you don't do anything stupid and to protect you but you dont have to know that. Barbatos was brewing the tea while Diavolo was having a serious discussion about why he hates pickles and how Barbatos kept trying to make him eat it somehow, much to Barbatos' annoyance. Lord Diavolo then changed the subject to Lucifer upon seeing Barbatos, he's butler's annoyed face. And that was your cue, you started ranting about how hot Lucifer was, saying some things about how delicious he looked and that you wanted to gobble him up, which irked and reddend him, "Mc, you shouln't say such thin- " he's words were cut off by Diavolo's laughter and Barbatos' muffled laughters. Lucifer was taken aback for a few seconds and rolled his eyes, continued by Diavolo teasing him about eating him up, "NO! Lucifer is mine and only I should get a taste of him!" You continued shamelessly, which earned you pair of three eyes looking at you with shock. "M-Mc, I promise I will let you, but please, quiet down for now",he spoke calmly. "Yes master". You little brat.
Mammon
Absolutely loves it
You simp for him, and he simps for you
Though you never fail to make him stutter and lose his words.
He especially loves your pet names
Damn right he's your baby
You better not do this for anyone else
People (Levi and asmo) call you 'The simps'
Overall 10/10
Mammon was at your door, busting into your room with an excited look on his face. He was making up a not so wonderful schemes to make more money. He was so focused with he's plan, making sure no one would catch you both, waving his arms around as he explains, you could see his arm as he wasn't wearing his jacket, his muscled arms showing, and his collar loose enough to show off his neck, he was so beautiful effortlessly. Though Mammon was often called ugly by he's brothers, each one of them knew he wasn't, that he deserved to be a model. "Mc, are you listening?" ,he's words called you back out of your little dreamland. "You're so pretty Mammon", you blurted out. His eyes widened and sputtered out nonsence "W-what are ya talkin' 'bout? I mean..'course y-you'd find The Great Mammon pretty!" he stuttered, followed by an awkward laugh to which you cooed at. Seriously Mc, you're gonna be the death of him.
Leviathan
You fluster him way too much
Poor snake boy
Pspspspsps
Kinda relieved cause now he's sure you won't cheat on him
You and Levi were playing games on his room, you both were almost on the boss battle, which is why he was only focusing on the game, too busy to notice your staring. "Levi why are you so handsome?". Notice how I said he didn't notice you before? Well he definitely does now. He couln't form a speech and just blurted out words that made no sense. You slowly reached out and cupped his face, "Your eyes are so pretty, and your jawline are so perfect. The way you smile is adorable and-" you continued. While he, on the other hand, was malfunctioning, you praised and worship every inch of him that he forgot he was insecure about. He fainted when you got to he's bottom parts
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vl-clair-3 · 1 year
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Hi? :)
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denpa-dere · 4 months
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WIP Game
Rules: Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! Tag as many people as you have WIPS. Thank you @meggsngrits for the tag! ___ so here's the thing about my fics- i use google docs and literally ALL of WIPs are called "Untitled Document". i click through them until i find the one i need. all are for the obey me fandom.
i'll give them very brief temp titles for the game: fics: house arrest (belphie) better off dead belphie foot fetish fanart: mammonxmc pose no thots squish tsumam value study
___ no pressure tags: @fwny @cringefailbunnygirl @blithesharem @candiedchiliarch @obey-me-thirst and anyone else who wants to partcipate!!
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blithesharem · 6 months
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OBEY ME: Mini Mix
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Listen Here
Other Mixes:
DiavoloxLucifer
LeviathanxMC
MammonxMC
AsmodeusxMC
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jkaicai · 2 years
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Literally, what happened today at school💅🏽✨
🙋🏻‍♀️: So you're telling me you also play Obey Me? Omg same!
Me: That's great! Who's you're fav brother or side characters?
🙋🏻‍♀️: My fav brother is Mammon and my fav side character is... Simeon!
Me: Oh looks like we have the same taste but my fav side character is Luke plus Thirteen 😄
🙋🏻‍♀️: Well since you're fav brother is Mammon like me... Let me guess, you like to read fluff or smut MammonxMc right😏
Me: .....Nope😃
🙋🏻‍♀️: Huh? T-then, what do you read? Besides that two?
Me: Heavy Angst, Slow Burn , Angst No Comfort, Any Angst that involves Mammon suffering☺️🤭
🙋🏻‍♀️: What?😧😧😧
Me: What?
🙋🏻‍♀️: I-im going back to my seat now bye.
Me: Huh? Oh, okay... Bye
And so I thought "I think I scared her🙁".
Anyways, Mammon Angst 4life✨
Ehe~😏✨
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aruxn · 2 years
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Wait- it that a portrait of mc that mammon has on his room?
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If so, yes i've JUST realized
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kl08-96 · 3 years
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"I love sketchy spots!" 🤣
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Based on the current event
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All of us are horny sheeps
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______
And some arto
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"Alice's portrait"
Based on Through the Looking-Glass 👀💦
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lemx-n · 3 years
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❦︎Long Distance Relationship❦︎
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My MC's look on Season 2
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darkestangel1326 · 3 years
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Imagine you're on a trip to the human world with Mammon to visit your family. They really wanted to meet him and he knew how much you were looking forward to spend time at home after so long.
Your dad and older sibling, the overprotective pair that they are, start giving Mams a bit of an interrogation, but he's stays his charismatic self. He wants to brag to you - remind you how amazing the Great Mammon is in front of your family - but when he looks over, he notices you're not standing next to him.
It seems you went to talk with you mom alone a bit aways and when the Overprotective Duo™️ notice, their demeanor shifts. Mammon gets the impression that he should be there for you, but your dad stops him. (Or at least, Mams lets him stop him).
"Just give them a minute. They need to catch up on stuff," your dad asserts.
Mams knows that you don't have any news to tell your mom - you call her constantly and always highlight the big things. That, and based on your dad and sibling's expression, he knew, in his gut, that whatever it was, it had the potential to hurt you.
Meanwhile, as you're having bonding time with your mom, who you had developed an evolving friendship with through the years, she suddenly gets a bit serious.
"MC, there's something I haven't told you yet. It's not something you can talk about over the phone, really, so I wanted to tell you in person."
Suddenly, your shoulders tense and you stare at your mother, with naive, doe eyes.
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The rest of the trip went by in a flash, though a short weekend stay was just that - short.
After your chat with your mom, you went back to Mammon's side. You showed him around your hometown - your childhood and teenage schools, the park a few blocks from your house, the corner shop that sold your favorite treats, the city library on the opposite end of town that was always closed during your school years and you both even ventured to one of the two surrounding malls that took you over an hour commute and two bus transfers to get to without a car.
Everytime he looked at you, you smiled back him, in that familiar way. Your lips upturned, brows slightly raised, with your right shoulder moving a bit upward, as if your smile muscles extended there. It was a familiar smile, one he had seen a handful of times in fact. But before he could say anything, you always changed the subject to how excited you were to show him around.
He didn't mention it to you. Not yet at least. He didn't want to be insensitive but knew he might have to pry it out of you. He knew you had this habit of caring for others more than yourself - admittedly, it was one of the things he fell in love with, but he also knew how much this trait has hurt you before. But for now, he would wait.
It wasn't until you were both face to face at a booth in the Devildom Hell's Kitchen that he finally talked to you about it.
"Do you wanna tell me what's been bothering you since Friday?"
You smiled back. "What do you mean what's been bothering me? I had fun showing you around in the human world. And my family really liked you." Another smile, but you didn't look at him this time. Your thumb was rubbing one spot of your water cup, in a slow, scrolling type motion.
"I just think you've been acting weird for the last couple of days and I know you've been putting on a brave face. Even with me," he ventured, gently treading towards you. The thumb scrolling motion on your water cup became faster and you looked up at him, his concerned blue gold orbs meeting your troubled eyes.
"You don't have to put on a brave face in front of me, MC" he repeated. "Just be yourself."
The thumb scrolling stopped. Your eyebrows relaxed. You blinked. And you just looked at him, without smiling at him.
You felt your emotions once again, as if he had control of your emotional reboot button, and felt yourself process everything. You looked at the floor beside your table and soon found your eyes water, one more than the other. You closed your eyes, in order to keep the tears from falling, but it just made more spill out instead.
Before you had the chance to hide them, you felt a warm embrace around you. It made your open your eyes, only to see an arm with a familiar shade of white nail polish wrapped around you. Mammon held you, protectively and firmly in his arms with his head pressing near one of your ears. When he felt your hand rest on his arm, he nuzzled his face into your hair and whispered by your ear.
"It's okay. I'm here for you."
You weren't sure what it was about this moment - whether it was his firm, warm grip around you, his sincere affirmations whispered in your ear, the odd comfort of the Devildom, the culmination of your mentally and emotionally taxing weekend or a combination of it all, but it was enough to make you feel safe enough to sob in your boyfriend's arms.
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kaalamarii · 4 years
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MC’s 80s Party: I Think We’re Alone Now
Summary: Continuation of the prologue, the Mammon route.  Mammon and you go on a quest to find some alcohol for the party.
Word Count: 1708
Pairings: Mammon/MC (you)
Warnings: Cheesy af (I think so anyway), making out, non graphic description of a few second hand job, getting caught, talk of alcohol.
You make your way to Mammon, who is over by the punch bowl, pouring himself some of the pink liquid into a cup. You sneak up on him, wrapping your arms around his waist from behind. 
The demon jumps. “G’ahh!” He tumbles forward, then backwards, nearly knocking himself, you, and the table of refreshments over. You tighten your grip on him, a feeble attempt to save both of you from falling.
“What the fuck-” he says, sneering as he turns to see who is attached to him. His face lights up when he sees you smiling up at him.
“Heyyy…” you say awkwardly.
“MC, what’re thinking, sneaking up on me like that? Any other demon and you could’ve been killed.”
“Sorry, Mammon, couldn’t resist.” You move over to the front side of him, giving him an actual hug this time. There’s some sort of electricity that surges through your body as he envelopes you in his arms, hugging you back. As usual, he tries to play it cool, but his cheeks are pink. You wonder if he felt the electricity too.
The two of you hold on to each other for just a moment longer before awkwardly pulling away from each other.
“So, uh,” he speaks, desperately searching his head for something to say.
“I love your costume,” you say and he mentally thanks you for the cop out.
“You d-do?” he asks, blushing again. 
You nod. He is dressed as Billy Idol. His white hair is spiked. He has a black leather vest and no shirt, and black pants. Your eyes do a quick scan of his muscled torso. Now it was your turn to blush. Thankfully, Mammon doesn’t seem to notice you checking him out.
“Of course you do,” he says, feigning confidence. “I always look good.”
You laugh. With him, not at him, he knows that. He smiles. He loves making you laugh. He hands you his cup of punch and gets another one for himself. 
“I have a very expensive bottle of tequila I bought up in the human world a while back ago,” he explains, “I’m just waiting for Lucifer to leave so I can go get it. Then the party will really begin.”
“What if Lucifer doesn’t leave?”
“He will. He feeds Cerberus every night at 8:30. Once he leaves, you and I will go get it from the library.”
“It’s in the library?”
“Yeah, he took it from me and hid it there after I bought it. Satan said he saw it in there.” 
“Do you think this is a good idea?” you question. “Obviously if Lucifer hid it, he didn’t want you to have it, right?”
“I bought it with my own money! It’s mine.”
“Is it worth getting in trouble with Lucifer for?”
“It’s for your party,” Mammon stated. “That makes it worth it.”
You can’t stop a smile from forming on your lips. “Okay, Mammon. I’ll help you.”
“That’s my human.”
Just as Mammon said, at 8:30, Lucifer went to the kitchen and came out with a bowl of who knows what for his three headed dog. You and Mammon waited for him to walk down the hallway and snuck down after him until you got to the library.
You lounge on one of the couches as you watch Mammon snoop through the bookshelves and the accent tables. 
“Damn it,” he mutters to himself, “Where is it? Satan better not have been lying to me.”
After a few minutes of searching that felt much longer, you groan. “Mammon, can we please go back to the party? It’s obviously not here.”
“Just a couple more places I need to look,” he says. “Oooh, maybe it’s upstairs somewhere.”
You sigh as he runs up the steps, causing the wood stairs to rumble underneath him. You sit up and something on the table in front of you catches your eye. The original invitation for your friend’s party. You pick it up and notice other papers in its place, one with your name on it. You slide the papers over to you, scattering them so you could see them all at once. 
MC’s Party, one says at the top in messy, adorable handwriting you recognize as Mammon’s. The other papers have different handwritings: the neat cursive of Lucifer and Satan, Asmo’s bubbly and round with hearts dotting the I’s, Levi’s chicken scratch, a messy, greasy fingerprint on the corner of one paper that you know belongs to Beel. 
Your heart skips a beat. You look up at Mammon, who has a determined look on his face as he searches everything thoroughly. 
“You guys really went all out with this party, huh?” you ask.
“Whaddya mean?” Mammon asks, barely above a mumble.
“The decorations, the costumes. You all put a lot of effort into this for me.”
You can see his face just enough to see him blush. “Yeah, well, can’t have you all mopey, ya know? Brings the rest of us down. So I hope it, uh, helps you feel better or whatever.”
“I love it, Mammon. And I love all of you.”
He goes quiet, and it worries you for a moment. 
“Y-yeah?” he asks, his voice a bit squeaky.
“Of course.”
He sighs, shoes thumping down the stairs. “I can’t find it. Lucifer must have put it somewhere else. Or Satan is messing with me.”
“I’m sorry,” you say, running your hand through his crunchy spiked hair. “It was sweet of you to try to make my party better. But really, it’s already great. Plus, I got some alone time with my favorite demon.”
“Hey, I thought I was your favorite.”
“I was talking about you, doofus.”
“Oh...wait, I’m your favorite?”
You laugh. “Of course you are. You’re the Great Mammon!”
He grins proudly and puts an arm around your shoulder. “And the first one you made a pact with.”
You nod. “You’re very special to me.”
He looks at you, yellow and blue eyes glowing beautifully in the low light from the fireplace. His eyes go down to your lips, and you mentally beg him to do what you know he’s thinking of doing. You lean closer into him and his breath gets caught in his throat. 
Mammon’s head is spinning, his stomach turning. Is he reading this correctly? Because it seems like you want to kiss him and he just doesn’t understand how that could be. Lucifer is the handsome one. Satan is smart. Asmo is fun and flirty. Levi’s funny and Beel is sweet. And what was he? An idiot. Scum...that’s what everyone always says about him. He was the big screw up of the family. Why would you want him when you could have anyone else here?
Your arms reach up to wrap around his neck, pulling him into a hug.“You really are my favorite,” you whisper.
“Thanks. You’re alright, for a human, you know. Not the worst one I’ve ever met,” Mammon replies, still trying his best and failing to play cool while he’s freaking out on the inside.
“Yeah?” you whisper, eyes flicking up to meet his.
“Uh…”His act quickly fades as his face gets serious and he looks at your eyes, then your lips again. “Y-yeah.” 
You know he’s too stubborn to ever make the first move. So you stand on your toes and press your lips to his.
He lets out a small gasp. “...!”
You lick his lips, begging for entrance. He quickly obliges, opening his mouth and running his tongue against yours. The two of you stay attached, backing up until the back of his legs reach the chair behind him. He sits, pulling you down with him.
He runs his shaking hands up and down your sides, then down to your ass, which he lightly squeezes. You press your hips into his lap, earning a low growl from the demon, and you feel the bulge in his pants starting to grow.
Your hands make their way to his belt buckle, unbuckling it and unzipping his pants before sliding your hand down and gripping him gently. He lets out a quiet groan, and runs one of his hands through your hair, the other one inching up your thigh. 
“Ahem.”
Mammon pretty much throws you off of him, standing up quickly. You tumble forward, Mammon sticking his hand out to try to catch you. Instead, you topple over into another body, who’s arms catch you and help you stand up. You look up to come face to face with Diavolo himself. He looks back and forward at you and Mammon.
“Lord Diavolo,” Mammon says, “We were just-”
“I brought Mammon in here to help me find something. For the party.”
Diavolo grins knowingly. “And did you find it?”
“Uh..no.”
“Hmm. I actually came here myself to find something. Apparently there’s a pricey bottle of tequila hidden in here. Now where did Satan say it was?”
Mammon and you exchange glances as Diavolo pulls a book off of the shelves and opens it only to find it hollowed out and the bottle inside.He looks to the two of you. “I love tequila. You humans have great alcoholic beverages. Asmodeus said we should do body shots. I’m not sure what that is, but it sounds like fun, right?”
“Did he just say body shots?” You mumble to Mammon, who doesn’t hear you as he sets eyes on the booze.
“How did I miss that?!”
Diavolo puts the book back and tucks the bottle under his arm. “Don’t be hard on yourself, Mammon. I think you just got...distracted.”
Both you and Mammon turn a deep shade of red. 
Diavolo smiles. “I hope to see you both back at the party. I hear that Lucifer is quite fun when he’s had some drinks in him. Also, Mammon, you might want to zip up your pants.”
Mammon looks down and turns bright red as he fixes himself up. Diavolo struts out of the room, chuckling and saying something about using protection. 
You and Mammon stare at each other.
“I guess we should get back to the party,” you say.
Mammon frowns. “Can I come to your room later?”
You smile, giving him a kiss. “I hope you do.”
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devilishdelights · 3 months
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MWAH‼️💝
Happy Valentines Day‼️🥰
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mammoanlmao · 2 years
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Waiter: What can I get for you?
Mammon: Milkshake with two straws.
Mc: Aww babe-
Mammon putting both straws in his mouth: Watch how fast I can drink this
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saatorubby · 3 years
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Levi: Hey Mc,
Mc: Yes?
Levi: Can a person breathe inside a washing machine while it’s on?
Mc:
Mc: Where’s Mammon?
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lovehatemysme · 3 years
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[Mammon x MC]
"Happy new year, Mammon!" you exclaimed as you rubbed your nose against his, he blushed furiously but accepted your affection.
"Ya sure you're fine being here in the Devildom instead of the human world?" he asked once again, worried that you might regret it.
You nodded your head and smiled, "I don't care where I am, as long as I'm starting the year with you, I'm happy," you said. Mammon could feel his heart beating so fast as if it's threatening to jump out of his chest any minute. You hugged him tighter and leaned for a kiss, he let out a chuckle as held your neck, his lips softly landing on yours.
And you were to your words, you spent all of your new years with him, until your very last.
"Mammon, it's time to go to Lord Diavolo's," Satan knocked on his door, as they'll be celebrating the new year at Lord Diavolo's mansion.
"Y-yeah, I'm comin'" Mammon replied, sniffing as he tried to hold his sob. It was the first new year you wouldn't be with him. He took the frame on his bed, the picture of you together on your first new year, a bittersweet smile on his face as he rubbed the matching rings you had.
"Happy new year MC, I hope your happy there," he choked.
A sudden light lit up in the middle of his room, his eyes squinting at the blinding light as he tried to cover his eyes, confused at what's happening.
"Mammon?" Mammon's eyes went wide, he knew that voice. He knew it all too well.
"Mammon?" The light started to fade out, and there you were, standing in the middle of his room.
"MC?!"
"MAMMON!" you quickly ran to him, jumping onto him as you wrapped your arms around him.
"Happy new year, Mammon!" you cried, your lips brushing off on one another as he held you tight around your waist.
"Happy new year, MC," he said in a shaky voice, his chest feeling lighter as you were in his arms. Was he dreaming?! It didn't matter, because it felt real. Even it was a dream, he'll take it. He leaned for a kiss just to be sure, and you answered his kiss.
It is real, you were really in his arms. He pulled away and looked at you, scanning your face, just to be sure for the last time it was really you.
"B-but how?!" he then asked with eyes wide open, brows furrowed in confusion.
"Well… Luke saw how unhappy I was when I told him I promised you I'd spent all of my new years with you. Long story short, Michael let me go down just for the day," you smiled.
Mammon felt relieved as he scanned you from head to toe, you blushed as your clothes revealed more skin than the usual outfit you'd wear.
"How do I look?" you asked shyly and looked away, your cheeks becoming redder each second.
"Uh-m.. you're-.. well-.." Mammon stuttered as he himself was a blushing mess. You giggled at his reaction, you couldn't believe you were by his side again.
"Mammon! What happened?! I saw a light in your room!" Asmo then knocked furiously on his door.
Mammon panicked, he didn't want to share you with his brothers, he only had a day with you!
"U-uh it's nothing! Tell Lucifer I ain't comin' no more!"
"Don't be ridiculous, Mammon. Lord Diavolo personally invited us," Lucifer then said on the other side of the door.
You looked at Mammon with hopeful eyes and he sighed defeatedly.
"Ya wanna see them, don't ya?" he asked. You nodded your head enthusiastically and he sighed. As much as he wanted to keep you to himself, he also can't deny your wishes.
"It's just gonna be for a while! Then I'll be all yours until I need to go up again," you smiled.
Mammon threw his hands on air to surrender, he couldn't just say no to you. You gleefully gave him a kiss, he pulled you a closer to deepen the kiss before letting you go.
Mammon watched you as you skipped your way on his door and opening it, the brothers screaming your name in unison. For Mammon, as long as you were within his reach once again, even if it's just one day every year, he'll gladly take the offer.
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