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devildomditzy · 8 months

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Pity Party

In which you pretend to forget Mammon’s birthday and Mammon pretends he’s not upset

no warning or tags, a quick birthday drabble for the birthday boy <3

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He’s been practically bouncing off the walls all week. Even if he didn’t explicitly say, it was obvious what had him worked up.

It was his birthday tomorrow, something you knew very well in fact. You had planned down to the minute exactly how you and him were going to spend the day (or more so where you were allowing him to drag you throughout the town) already telling his brothers he’s off limits for the upcoming 24 hours.

He’s been dropping hints like mad and, you get it. He’s the Avatar of Greed. He loves presents, he loves parties, he loves attention, especially your attention. But c’mon, did he really believe you’d actually forget his birthday?

Well, you’re kinda hoping he does.

You’ve been planning this surprise for the second born for months now, pulling out all the stops and not sparing any expense. You love that look in his eye he gets when his greed starts up, and you intend to keep that look there all day. But, in order to really make this as special as you planned, it had to be a surprise.

“Yo, MC”, Mammon calls as he sits down next to you in the RAD courtyard during lunch a little too fast, his tray clattering to the table. “Whaddya got planned for us tomorrow?”

You don’t look up for the book you’re pretending to read, instead opting for a look of nonchalance.

“Uh, am I supposed to have something planned for us to do tomorrow?”

He looks taken aback for a moment, but presses onward.

“Aw, c’mon you gotta have somethin’ planned for tomorrow. Tomorrow’s so important, it might as well be a realm-wide holiday!”

You try to hide your smile as your lips upturn as he mutters something about asking Diavolo if it could be added to the calendar.

“What’s tomorrow?”

“Wha- What’s tomorrow?? MC, ya gotta be kidding me right now.”

“Is it some kind of weird Devildom holiday? I don’t have all of them memorized yet, you know.”

“You really don’t know?”, his voice breaks a little and you find it so hard to keep composed. But, you have to stay strong! Stick to the plan!

His face falls completely at the shake of your head. He clicks his tongue before mumbling, “Forget it then. Guess it wasn’t that important to begin with.” You watch as he abruptly stands up, trudging away from you in an upset haze.

You sigh heavily looking down at the book Satan loaned you to pretend to read to pretend to look too busy to remember your first man’s birthday. This sucked. The hurt on his features was evident and to know that you caused that? It’s a huge punch to the gut.

But the look on his face tomorrow will be so, so worth it.

You hope.

The next few hours after classes are filled with exactly what you expected: Mammon avoiding you at all costs and making every effort not to talk to you.

You weren’t too surprised to find Beel and Belphie waiting in the spot by RAD’s gate where Mammon usually met you to walk you back to the HOL.

Beel speaks first, “Mammon asked us to walk you home today”. He nods, so resolute.

Belphie, of course, adds the unneeded commentary. “How’s that plan working out? Mammon looked like a sad, wet puppy. More than normal, I mean.”

You groan in annoyance. “I knew he’d take it hard, but I didn’t know he was gonna take it THIS hard. I mean, c’mon, not even walking me home? That’s like his whole thing! That he’s supposed to do! Or Lucifer will kill him!”

“I think I would be upset too, if it were me”, Beel starts as the three of you begin your walk. “Imagine it was your birthday, and you thought no one would get you a cake? That’s so sad,” he sighs, laying his hand over his stomach, looking remorseful.

“No one could forget your birthday Beel, or they’d be forgetting mine too”, Belphie laughs. which seems to brighten Beel’s mood a little bit.

“Right, you always get me a cake, Belphie”, Beel smiles.

“Do you think I should talk to him? Just tell him what I’m planning?”

“And ruin your surprise? You’ve been working hard on that”, frowns Beel.

His twin continues where he left off, “And we’ve been working hard to keep it a secret. Don’t worry, I give it an hour, maybe two before he’s talking to you again. He’s like, physically incapable of not hovering around you like some parasite.”

“But he’s my favorite parasite”, you muse, “and don’t call him that.”

“Well, whatever you do, better make up your mind quick”, Belphie says, opening the gates to the House of Lamentation. “Mammon can be sensitive, but trust me, he’ll survive a couple hours thinking you forgot.”

“Yeah, I guess he can.”

He could not.

Mammon laid on his bed, furious and yet, finding himself unable to be mad at you. Of course you forgot his birthday. Why would you remember?

When you’re getting lunch and shopping in town with Asmo. When you’re having tea and chatting with Lucifer. When your gaming with Levi and reading with Satan. When your napping or stargazing with the twins? When you’re baking with Luke and Simeon and Barbatos and have the future king of the Devildom gunning for your attention as well. Why would you remember him? The selfish prick of the family. Why would you deem him or his birthday important?

And yet, you look at him like he hung the stars and the moon. You touch him like he’s made of fragile glass. You care for him as if he was the most special thing in your life. Did he even have the right to be upset? When someone as important as you forgets someone as insignificant as him?

He can’t fault you. And honestly not talking to you hurts worse than anything you could ever do to him. Forcing himself to not walk you home was easily one of the hardest things he had to do within the last millennia. A birthday without you sounds much worse than just telling you why he’s upset.

But he’s stubborn, dammit. Goddamn Lucifer and the goddamn pride he instilled in him.

So, he does what he does best when he’s upset. He broods. And he does not text you. Oh no, don’t even think that he typed a million messages and erased them, words never coming out right. Cause he didn’t. Of course he didn’t. He would never.

He stares at his ceiling, arms crossed, D.D.D tossed aside. He really can’t believe it. It’s already almost midnight. You really forgot his birthday, didn’t you? It’s not that you HAD to get him anything, or you HAD to have something planned, he just… really wished you did.

He thought he was more important to you than that.

As of right on cue, a light rasp comes from the other side of his door. A familiar one. None of his brothers knocked that quietly.

But did he wanna answer you? No. He didn’t want to talk to you and see your beautiful face and spend his day with the most important person in his life, his human. Cause he didn’t. Of course not. He would never.

“Mammon, are you in there?”, your voice rings out and his heart lurches. He wants to be mad at you, dammit he wants to be mad at you. But…

He’s up before he even knows what he’s doing, turning the handle, sighing before he starts, “Look, MC, I didn’t mean to…what’s that?”

He stops mid sentence, pointing down to the box in your hands, wrapped up nicely in gold foil wrapping.

“It’s a present for the birthday boy,” you take out your own D.D.D. looking at the time. And since it’s officially midnight, it’s officially your birthday.”

“W-wha, I-I…Y-you…”

“Happy Birthday Mammon”, you smile sweetly at him, shoving the box in his hands.

He looks down at it and then back at you… then down and it and back at you again, disbelief written on his face.

“Don’t cha ever scare me like that again, got it!?”

“Scare you?”, you question him with a light chuckle.

“Yeah, scare me! I though you forgot all about me!”

“You? How could anyone forget about The Great Mammon! And how could I forget about my first man?”

He watches as a blush rises on your cheeks, a matching one quickly finding its way onto his.

“Well”, you say, shoving the box into his hands, “Open it!”

He pauses for a minute before careful undoing the ribbon tying it together, unraveling the gaudy paper from around the box.

He lets out a soft gasp as he removes the lid. “Is this… MC these cost a fortune, how did you…”

You cut him off, taking the gold chain bracelet out and cuffing it around his wrist.

“Well, you kinda haven’t shut up about it since you saw it, so I saved up as much as I could from my Hell’s Kitchen shifts.”

He stares at it in awe before smiling widely and wrapping his arms around you tightly, rocking you back and forth. “Thank you, Treasure.”

The nickname pulls a giddy laugh from your chest, pulling back from the hug to look him in the eyes. “Anytime, Mammoney. But you gotta get ready”, you reply, poking a finger into his chest to drive the point home.

“Ready? For what?”

“Well, there’s your party at The Fall that starts in about an hour… and then we have to check in at the private suite…then maybe we’ll sleep a little? maybe? Then there’s the breakfast reservations…. and the lunch reservations…and the dinner reservations…and then the Casino downtown is already expecting you…” you list lost in thought, thinking hard to remember everything you had planned out in advance.

Mammon can’t help but look at you with the fondest eyes. Like you had hung the stars and the moon. He puts his hand on your shoulder to grab your attention, touching you like the most fragile glass.

“What, did you really think I forgot?”, you tease him in that tone you know he loves.

And he once again takes you into his arms. He can’t believe he doubted you for a second. Not only are you a bad liar but,

You are the most important thing in his life.

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demonvibez · 10 months

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Ghost!!! Ive had a brainstorm!!!

The obey me characters with an MC that has a huge collection of plushies and stuffies :,,(((

Lucifer who preens each fluffy toy like a bird, Mammon who fights, slaps and kicks each plushie out of jealousy when you're not there to mediate him.

Levi who's planning intricate playdates with his stuffies and MC's stuffies. (He replays the memory in his head a lot when he's alone.) Satan who's using MC's plushies to prop up his books, he laughs when the book falls ontop of the poor stuffed animal.

Asmodeus who dotes and teases his favourite of the pile, sitting the soft toy in his lap so it can watch Asmo do a full skincare routine with him! Beel who scoops as many fluffy friends as he can into his arms to squeeze and cuddle!

Belphegor who lazily sinks into the softness of stuffed animals and takes leisure naps snuggled into the warmth.

Gjgjgkkhkggkfknfgggg I cant get it out of my head :,,|||||

Some of them turn the stuffies the other way when nightly cuddles turns into something more passionate and some of them are a bit meaner (COUGHCOUGHCOUGH LUCIFER ND HIS CORRUPTION KINK COUGHCOUGIGOVCIHCOS)

Okay, this is such a cute little imagine I just :') haha took it and ran a bit...or a lot! hope you enjoy - small suggestive/smutty part at the end, minors do not interact!

word count: 1400+ genre: mostly fluff / some smut (MDNI) tags: fluff, sibling rivalry, gender neutral reader, implied poly mc, exhibitionism, unprotected sex, oral sex, sex on camera rating: mature

It all started when Lucifer had noticed your favorite plushies that you had brought from home on your bed while you were out grocery shopping with Mammon and Asmodeus. He had the bright idea to get a plushie for you himself, and give it to you as a gift. Once his other brothers found out what he had done, of course it launched into a competition, with the other Six giving you plushies as well.

Lucifer is quite serious about the plushie he has given to you - he makes sure it is kept in pristine condition every time he swings by your room. Adorned with many accessories (each imbued with protection spells, unbeknownst to you), the plushie definitely reminds you of him in appearance - of course he would get you a plushie to literally represent him. He even enchanted the plushie to carry his scent, so that when you cuddle with it at night, you can't help but to think of him. He would never admit it, but he put a lot of thought and care into his plushie for you. If he sees any of his brothers even so much as breathe on it incorrectly, he'll make a mental note to add a little extra spice the next time he wants to punish them.

Mammon is naturally the most competitive about the whole thing. Every time one of his brothers gifts you a new plushie friend, he goes right out and buys two more - bigger, better, shinier! NO ONE can outdo The Great Mammon when it comes to giving his human some plushies! He's given you so many that you could make a giant crow's nest out of them that would cover most of your bed. Whenever he comes over, he pushes all of the plushies from his brothers under your bed, arguing that "ya got all these plushies here from yer first man, why the heck would ya need anythin' else?!" and you can't help but to pull him into a tight hug and indulge him once again as you begin your movie night.

You and Leviathan actually exchange stuffies with each other, after it takes you 4 days, 67 texts and three phone calls to get Levi to leave his room after hearing about the small collection you already have from his brothers. Envy floods his brain, convincing him "you would never exchange something like that with him," but you manage to finally make him believe you! And ever since, the lil group of you have a plethora of adventures together. Now when the two of you make cosplays together, you make an additional little mini set for your plushies to wear for your next TSL night! And when he is bored, sometimes Levi can't help but to look back at the photo album of your cosplays together on his DDD fondly.

Satan definitely hates the Lucifer plushie. Like, with every fiber of his infernal being. He would love to set the damn thing on fire - and often has dreams in which he does exactly that - but he loves you more and wouldn't want to hurt you like that, so he gets his own to give you instead. You guys love to have murder mystery parties with the plushies, but had to ban the eldest's plushie from the party when you started to notice it was somehow always the victim. Aside from that, the two of you also enjoy just cuddling up together with his plushie and reading by the fire. You both have tea and cookies while sharing poetry with one another, under the embrace of your favorite fluffy blanket, the plushie snug between the two of you.

Asmodeus makes an entire day of going out shopping for plushies and outfits with you. Little did you know, he had called in a few favors with one of his fashion designer friends to have both the plushies and their outfits custom made to his design. When the two of you get back to his room, you sit down in front of his vanity with your new plushies and start making each other over, in preparation for the fashion show you’re about to have. After getting hair and makeup ready, you slip on your outfits, making sure everything looks just right, both with yourselves and your new stuffed friends. Asmo uses one of the extra plushies from his bed to prop up his DDD to record the fashion show - which still remains at the top of his Devilgram highlight reel.

Beelzebub was probably the only one of his brothers that was unfazed by the whole competitive aspect of this. He was walking back home from fangol practice one afternoon, arms full of bags of food for the two of you from Hell's Kitchen. As he's walking, he notices an adorable plushie in a shop window that reminds him of you. Of course he goes in to buy it, and soon enough he is making a beeline straight home and directly to your room with all of the goodies. He honestly has no idea which he loves more - the look on your face as you eat your favorite Devildom food, or the smile you flash and the glimmer in your eyes as he gives you the plushie. He can't help but to pull you into one of his famous Beel hugs.

Belphegor was feeling a bit bratty when he heard that his brothers were in this stupid little plushie competition for you. He ended up disappearing for a couple of days, nowhere to be found and completely ignoring all attempts to reach him via DDD. You eventually find him upon looking for him in the attic a second time. Upon entering you see him asleep in bed with a giant plushie, one as long as he is tall. You sit on the edge of his bed and call out to him a few times with no reply. After calling his name the fourth time, you reach out to touch him, only to have his tail wrap around you and pull you down into his cuddle pile. He presses a kiss into the top of your head, mumbling something about how ‘he got you this gift because you are his,’ before drifting back off to sleep. You smile and press a kiss to the bottom of his jaw, cuddling closer before joining him in slumber.

When it comes to moments of intimacy, most of the brothers are rather respectful, and don’t like the feeling of the little plushie eyes on them during your love making. Two of the brothers in particular are a bit more devious than the others, though . . .

It was one of those rare evenings where Lucifer was spending time with you in your room instead of his. One thing led to another, and now here you were; the Avatar of Pride thrusting into you as you grip the sheets and moan out his name. Right as you both are about to hit your climax together, Lucifer breaks eye contact with you as he releases, his eyes locking with the Satan plushie right as he fills you with his seed. As he is coming down from his high, a sadistic idea plants himself into the back of his mind. He had been looking for a new way to punish his brothers, and the audience of plushies watching the two of you had proven useful in giving him this devious idea. The next time his brothers did something especially egregious that warranted punishment, he will simply string them up from the ceiling and make them watch as he takes you - even just the idea of it fills him with enormous pride.

One night, after your little fashion show date, things were getting hot and heavy in your room. Asmodeus was making out with you in a rather passionate fashion as your hands found the way to the hem of his shirt, tugging it off. As you begin to pull on his belt, he grabs your hands, a devious smirk on his face and a glint in his eyes. “Wait…I have an idea…” He pushes himself off of your bed, pulling one of Mammon’s plushies along with him. He props the plushie up on the dresser across from your bed before pulling out his DDD, making sure the plushie is holding it and the front facing camera is on. He looks back to you as you nod your consent, and he makes his way back to your bed, peeling off your pants and pushing your underwear to the side, leaning down to taste you as you let out the first of many moans. He would never dream of posting the video anywhere - but he definitely does text you little clips from it to tease you when he is craving more of you.

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misc-obeyme · 2 months

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hellooo i’m here for your event !!

is it okay to request mammon headcanons for hurt with comfort? ik you already have a request for him so :’)

just something like he’s insecure about if mc loves him or not (maybe they spent the day with another brother) so mc comforts him :D ofc if you have your own ideas that’s great too ^^

have a great day <33

Hello there!!

I really don't mind writing multiple things for the same character! It's usually just the prompts I don't want to repeat lol. Anyway, I did use the idea that MC spent time with someone else - in this case I decided to have it be Lucifer specifically. Hopefully it turned out okay!

Thank you for participating!

COZY COMFORTS EVENT

GN!MC x Mammon

Warnings: uh just jealous Mammon lol

Mammon tries to convince himself he isn't jealous when he sees you with one of his brothers. He's able to push it down most of the time, knowing that you see his little brothers as family. They mean as much to you as they do to him. Watching you be there for them only causes a slight twinge of that feeling and he finds it's easy to overlook it. But things are a little different when it comes to his older brother.

Lucifer is the responsible, upstanding demon that Mammon could never be. Whenever you're with Lucifer, Mammon can't think clearly. He can't stop imagining you falling in love with his more competent brother. He sees you being impressed, as you should be, with everything that Lucifer is and can do. He sees you realizing you'd be better off with a demon like Lucifer.

The worst part is that he can't argue with that. He knows it's true. Deep down, he knows he's not good enough for you. Lucifer can be everything you need, everything he can't be. And it makes him crazy knowing that no matter what he does, he just can't compare.

And it isn't just that he feels that inadequacy. It's also that he's seen you with Lucifer. The way you smile at him, the way your eyes go soft… you look at Lucifer the way Mammon wants you to look at him. And when that happens, he starts to wonder. He wonders if you really love him after all. Is he even lovable to begin with? Out of all his brothers, why would you ever choose him? Especially when Lucifer is right there being perfect and handsome and everything anyone could ever want?

Mammon tries not to let you see how he's feeling. He keeps his distance, pretending you aren't spending the day with his brother, pretending that seeing you together doesn't make his gut twist uncomfortably. He tries to act cool and calm. You can't know about the knots that are tangling up inside him.

When you find him later, he's keeping up the pretense. He thinks he's doing a good job until you call him out on it. You ask him what's wrong and he blushes immediately. He can't tell you! He can barely look at you. How embarrassing would it be to say that he was jealous of you spending time with Lucifer? To say that he's started to question your feelings because of it? To say that he's terrified that you'll slowly slip away only to settle instead into Lucifer's arms?

You may not know exactly what he's thinking and there is a slim chance that he'll actually tell you, but you know your demon well. He's so busy trying to pretend he's fine that he doesn't realize that you're onto him. He doesn't realize until you ask. And when you do, he's flustered because of course you could tell. He wasn't going to fool you. What made him think he could? He stutters out something about how there's nothing wrong, but you're not buying it.

You take his face in your hands to make him look at you. Your fingers are cool against his flushed skin, which only makes him blush harder. He doesn't want to face you, but he can't pull away. Your eyes gaze into his, clear and serene. There's a flutter inside him when he sees how you're looking at him. Like he's your universe. Like he's everything.

And it turns out he doesn't even have to say it. You've already figured it out. You tell him that he doesn't need to worry. That it doesn't matter how much time you spend with any of his other brothers. That he's the one you'll always come back to. He's the one you love. He's the one you'll shower with kisses. He's the one that makes you feel like you're home.

Mammon can't stop himself. He pulls you into his body because he has to feel you as close as possible. He needs to have you in his arms, needs to know you'll never leave him, needs to press you against his heart. Ya make him crazy, MC. Don't ya know how much he loves ya? You do. You always have. And then you can't say anything more because Mammon can't stop kissing you.

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inhuman-obey-me · 3 months

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Congrats on having 4k+ followers!

Can you write 😴 with Mammon? And yes I want MC too.

Thank you!!

“Don’t you worry about your bad dreams, ‘cause I’m not in them.” - Mammon/MC

content warning: brief mention of violence/gore

It’s a cold night in the House of Lamentation, a blanket draped over your shoulders as you leave your room and make your way up the stairs. The screen of your D.D.D. dimly lights your face as you walk, a huff leaving your lips as you read over your latest messages.

↳ You: Hey, can I sleep in your room tonight? ↳ Mammon: Huh?! ↳ Mammon: What, something got you scared or something? ↳ Mammon: Need the Great Mammon to protect ya? ↳ Mammon: Unless you’re after something else… ↳ You: …Nevermind. ↳ Mammon: Heyheyhey! I’m kidding! ↳ Mammon: ‘Course you can.

He opens the door before you can even knock, clearing his throat as he leans against the doorframe while motioning with his arm that you can enter. He’s doing his best to appear unbothered, but you can tell from the slight flush on his cheeks that he’s rather flustered at your arrival this late at night.

“So, uh…what’s up?” He asks, watching you move to sit at the edge of his bed.

“I…I haven’t been able to sleep too well lately.” You sheepishly admit, tightening the blanket around you. “Been having some bad dreams lately.”

“Oh.” Mammon’s eyes widen for a bit, but soon his usual grin is back as he plops down next to you, his chest puffed up in bravado. “Well, don’t you worry about your bad dreams, ‘cause I’m not in them! I’ve given demons nightmares before, y’know! Nothing’s as scary as the Great Mammon coming after ya!”

“Oh really?” You quirk a brow at him, amused at the response from the brother who couldn’t stand the thought of ghosts. “I can think of a few things that are more scary than that.”

“Hey, you don’t know some of the stuff I’ve done!” Mammon retorts, offended. “I’ve done all sorts of things. I’ve ripped people’s throats out, I’ve dragged bodies through the street,” he begins counting on his fingers, “I’ve poured melted gold on them, I’ve pecked people’s eyes out with my crows, I’ve beaten demons up with a metal pipe, I’ve messed with people’s heads, I’ve – ”

He stops himself then, realizing that the last thing you probably wanted to hear right now was about his more gruesome exploits. “Ah, shit. Sorry, I got ahead of myself there.”

“It’s okay.” You respond quietly, studying him. He’s in his demon form, something you’ve come to realize is usual for them when they go to bed. It’s true that despite Mammon’s often brazen and reckless behavior, he could be absolutely terrifying if you made one too many wrong moves. There had been moments where you had seen a hint of it, witnessed it – but he always did his best to hide that side from you. The bloodied, Second Ruler of the Underworld side.

Perhaps what made him so especially frightening was just how well he could hide it.

“Here,” his voice softens as he shifts further back into the bed, extending his wings and arms out to welcome you into them. “I’ll shut up. Wanna talk about your nightmares?”

“No, not really.” You wriggle your way up the bed, nestling against his chest and letting his arms embrace you, his leathery wings cocoon you. “Nothing’s as scary as you, after all. You’ll chase the bad dreams away, right?”

“Damn right I will.” He chuckles, resting his chin atop your head. “With the Great Mammon around, you’ve got nothing to worry about.”

With a small smile, you find yourself agreeing as you melt into his warmth.

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malewifeharem · 2 months

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yan!belphie thoughts.. what if he was not a mean little piece of shit. what if he just wanted a forever cuddle buddy. what are your Thoughts ☁️

being yan!belphegor's forever cuddle buddy

彡- ,, hcs of eternally long cuddle sessions with yan!belphie!

cw ⁞ CHAPTER 16 SPOILERS?, yandere so obsessive behavior as usual, mention of abduction, sedation

an ⁞ belphie is still a little gremlin so he's still lowk a menace in this LMAO

after finding out about your relations to his late sister, he becomes obsessed with you — finding a replacement of her in you.

he locks you in the attic, sealing the door with a spell you're not capable enough of breaking.

probably wouldn't ever leave your side unless it's absolutely necessary.

he's skipped classes just to hide out and cuddle with you. (would be cute if you weren't locked in there tbh)

in order to keep you tame, he uses his powers as the sloth incarnate to keep you nice and sedated for him.

he'll even bless you with sweet dreams if you don't move around in your sleep too much.

his tail is always either curling around your leg or lazily skimming across your body as you slumber.

this makes it a pretty good pillow to hug tbh just don't tug at it too much...

HE WILL SLAP YOU AWAKE WITH IT LMAO

his favorite position would be spooning with him as the little

your arms wrapped around him feels way better than his weighted blanket

YES HE HAS A WEIGHTED BLANKET CUZ IT REMINDS HIM OF LILITH... i will fight anyone who disagrees (i won't)

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mallowdarling · 2 months

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White Day collab ft. MC Mallow;

They're just a duo of cutie patooties, you honor. They couldn't have possibly committed any of those crimes! They're innocent!!!

Also here's more goobers for you:

Once i saw everyone was making these with their mc, you know I had to! Finally participated in a trend on time. Applauses now, please~

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sparkbeast20 · 11 months

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Down Day

Comfort with Mammon

He could just lay in his bed and ignore you.

He was the one who saw you first... Well Lucifer made him get you since you missed Breakfast. But he saw that you were awake but something feels off.

He was about to say something, when yo beat him to it. "I don't feel so good. I think I might stay in for the day."

He took that in face value and told Lucifer. He agree to let you stay home while he and the rest of the brothers head to RAD.

As soon as the day was over Mammon had plan to see you, but he got the text in the group chat of the HOL from you tell them not to disturb you for the rest of the day.

And that's how Mammon got here, in his room and staring at his ceiling, he deliberating whether or not to got to your room or let you be. But he knew what his answer is.

So he got out of bed and head out and straight to your room.

He knocked and enter an close the door behind him. There he saw you sniffling, eyes close and small tears fall from the corner of your eyes.

He internally panic and rushes to your side and place a hand your shoulder, you open your eyes and look up to him...

"Can... you stay with me... please." He frown but nodded, he climb into bed and went under the sheet and scoot close to you.

You immediately wrap your arms around him and bury your face into his chest. "I don't why..." You voice was muffled, "I just feel... Sad"

"Sh... It's okay... the great Mammon got ya.... I got ya"

#obey me #omswd #omnb #obey me mammon #obey me mc #obey me mammon x reader #obey me drabble

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kannra21 · 5 months

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For Mammon girlies, you can keep him

#imagine someone asking u out on a date and telling u to pay for it #nah #om #obey me #obey me one master to rule them all #obey me shall we date #obey me nightbringer #mammon #mammon x mc #omnb

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yukis-tasks · 4 months

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Solomon x MC Part 2

A series of messages full of domestic bliss 🥰 BUT mostly … showing off lol

#obey me #obey me mc #obey me nightbringer #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #omnb #omnb solo x mc #omnb messages #omn messages #omn #obey me messages solomon #obey me game #obey me messages #om mc #omnb mc #omnb solomon #omn mc #omn solomon #omn solo x mc

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dearieshima · 10 months

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Me, a Solomon kinnie, fighting for MY LIFE since lesson 17:

#while he's a conniving bastard...#🥺🥺🥺🥺‼️‼️#obey me nightbringer #obey me solomon #obey me nighbringer solomon #omnb solomon #solomon x mc #obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me nighbringer #omnb #om #omswd #(yes i am a mammon kinnie as well but i can have two white haired boyfriends)#─𝕳𝖎𝖒𝖇𝖔𝖘.✦

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mikasha-9 · 7 months

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‘O divine night, black and lightless, in the name of greed and its golden blood I vow to lend thee my power and pledge my loyalty to thee.’

「光落とせし漆黒の可惜夜よ、黄金の血脈強欲の名において、汝にわが力を与え、刹那の忠誠を誓わん。」

‘The past, the present, it feels familiar, nostalgic. The warmth of your hands, the heat on your cheeks, your scent. But is it really the same?’ Mikako!MC feels more conflicted as her bond and feelings grow for Mammon in NB, while longing for the original timeline Mammon.

The shyness, closeness feels so familiar, yet she’s nervous for different reasons somehow.

I just love the pact scenes, both in OMOG and OMNB, and also the manga. Art is c0mm from @/enkachan25 from X. Thank you so much for this 😍💛

#obey me fanart #obey me #obey me mammon #mammon fanart #obey me fandom #obey me nightbringer #obey me shall we date #obey me mc #mammon x mc #obey me oc #mammon x oc

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devildomditzy · 2 months

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Blanket Fort

In which Mammon realizes how exhausting having children can be on a human

Tags/Warnings: Dad!Mammon, Mom!Reader, worries of parenting, fluffy comfort

Happy Valentine’s Day <3

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“Turn the lights down when the kids are sleeping

We'll build a blanket fort that only we can be in”

Blanket Fort - Archers

A blur runs past your feet, so quick you can barely make out the shape of your three year old son zipping past, almost knocking you (and the toys you had picked up off the floor in your hands) off balance.

“Hey! No running in the house!”, you exclaim, knowing that his ability to move inhumanly quick easily ranged him now out of earshot of your nagging.

Those damn demon genes.

Your attention is brought back and pulled down by your feet where your two year old daughter is flying (barely above the floor) in pursuit of her brother.

Her wings just barely clip you, the force making you drop everything in your grasp and fall backwards onto your ass.

Goddamn demon genes.

Just as you begin to pick yourself up you hear another, much louder pair of footsteps followed by mad cackling coming into range.

Ah, the worst of them all. Here he comes.

Goddamn fucky ass demon genes.

You husband bursts into the room, looking around wildly before his eyes fall onto you and his face breaks out into a smile.

“Sup, treasure. See the kiddos anywhere?”

You sigh, dusting off the front of your jeans, grimacing from the pain of falling on hardwood. You look at your now slightly skinned palms and frown.

“I told them no running in the house.”

He snorts at your dismay. “Come on, they’re just kids bein’ kids”

“I believe I also told you no running in the house”, you glare at him.

His smile waivers as he waves a hand in the air in dismissal. “Details, details.”

You give another frustrated sigh, looking down at the mess that once again has found its way onto the floor. This is the seventh time this week you’ve cleaned up this room, and the seventh time this week it’s been wrecked once more.

You love your children (and your obnoxious husband), you swear you do! But sometimes somethings, the little things, begin to get to you. Tears begin to well up in your eyes and you ball your fists, willing them not to come out.

“Hey, hey, woah,” Mammon coos at you, quickly looking back into the hallway from the door frame to check where his two little menaces have gone before walking over to you, grabbing you by the shoulders and into his embrace.

“Lemme get a look at ya, come on”, he says as he pulls you back from his chest to look at your face. He is met with a look of tired frustration. “What’s wrong, Mama?”

You sniffle in an attempt to stop the tears, but looking in his eyes always breaks you. You remain quiet as the tears run down your face.

He faulters for a minute before giving a small smile. “These kids can be a real handful, eh?”, he tosses a head nod towards the door as he says. “Good thing they got the most awesome parents in the world to take care of ‘em.”

You sniffle once more, wiping some tears with the back of your hand before muttering, “I don’t feel awesome.”

“What!?”, he says in an accusatory tone before realizing his mistake. It’s just- you mean the world to him. And to them. How can you not see what he sees?

“But yer amazin’! Ya handle two half demons like they’re nothin’. Hell, before that you handled seven full demons like it was nothin’!”

“I can’t keep up with them…I- I- I’m not fast enough, I can’t fly, I don’t have horns or whatever… I can’t relate to them like you can.”

“Hey, you got the smooth, calm and collected human side, I got the cool, totally awesome demon side. We can do this, cmon, we’ve been doin’ this! We’re totally great parents.”

When you still shy away from his gaze, refusing to meet his eyes, he sighs.

His tone drops to a quiet intimacy. “Where’s all this comin’ from, darlin’?”

You take a shaky breath before speaking. “I dunno… I guess I’m just…tired?”

He doesn’t look all that convinced.

“That it?”

You remain quiet as he gives you a look.

“Don’t make me pry”, he playfully shakes you as he chuckles, though his voice is still laced with concern.

“I guess… I’ve just been so stressed out and tired I-I….I haven’t had anytime for me or anything like that. I feel so- I don’t- ugh”

You take one final huff,

“I don’t feel like myself. I haven’t in a while. I can’t remember the last time I wasn’t worried, or anxious, or nervous.”

He rubs up and down your arms. “Hey, I know it’s a lot. But look at ‘cha, you’re still my human, yeah? Still just as beautiful and irritatingly kind and stupid as the day I met ya!”

He gets a laugh out of you as you shake your head.

“Yeah, there’s that smile!”, he beams before looking at you with lidded eyes.

“You know they look up to ya, yeah? I do too”, he continues.

“Heh, thanks,” you smile. “I just feel like I need a break.”

He lights up, devious smile painting his face as it always did before when he had a scheme. “That, I can do.”

“Huh?”

“Give you a break! I’ve got an idea. Gimmie a couple hours of plannin’. I’ve got the kids handled. Clear yer calendar and make sure you’re in the livin’ room by 6 ‘o clock”, he’s talking faster than his movements can keep up, taking out his D.D.D and making a start out the door towards the direction of your children’s laughter.

Before he’s out of sight, he leans backwards to call out, “I love ya! See you in a bit.”

“Mammon, what?”, you question as he leaves, shaking your head and laughing under your breath.

This man…

Time passes and you continue to pick up the rest of the rooms in the house utterly destroyed by your precious children. It was nice to hear that Mammon has the children handled, but it’s worrisome to think of what ‘handled’ really means to him. It’s especially worrisome that since about an hour after he left the room, the house has remained completely quiet.

You check your phone, the screen lights up at you as the time displays “5:45 PM”. Well, whatever it is he’s planning, you suppose you should get ready for it. You walk to the bathroom, fixing up your hair in the mirror and think about changing your clothes before deciding, fuck it, you have no idea what you’re doing anyway. If the evening calls for a certain outfit, you’ll worry about it then.

“5:50 PM”

You head for the living room.

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You don’t know exactly what you were expecting to see here, but you didn’t think it’d be this.

A million sheets hanging from different places in the room. Literally - you think it’s literally all the sheets you own. And maybe more?

Secondly, fairy lights are strung from the ceiling in no particular pattern, messy in their formation. You’re not exactly sure where he got those. They kinda look like the ones from your room in the House of Lamentation.

Thirdly, you know for a fact that you do not own that many pillows. Where the fuck did he get all of these? And is that… Levi’s Ruri-Chan pillow?

Before you can begin to question it, Mammon emerges from the homemade fortress, hitting his elbow on a chair that he was using as support as he exits.

“Owww…”, he rubs the area while hissing, before noticing you.

“Hey! I told ya 6 ‘o clock! Not 5:55!”, one hand flies to his hips while he points at you with the other.

“What is all this?”, you question, laughing at his fake irritation.

“What’s all thi-? What’s it look like!”, he exclaims, exasperated before turning around and raising his hands like he’s showcasing a fantastic prize to you.

“It’s your break! It’s a blanket fort!”

“A blanket fort?”, you raise an eyebrow, challenging him.

“Yeah! Wait till you see inside! I got all ya favorite stuff in here! I got movies set up, I got grimm-“

“That’s your favorite stuff”, you cut him off, giggling.

“Well yeah! I’ve got good taste. But there’s also chocolates and snacks and those huge bean bag chairs you like.”

You shake your head, lightly laughing “and the kids?”

“My brothers got ‘em. Spendin’ the night with their ‘ol uncles never hurt anyone.”

“And dinner?”

“We’ll order take out. Come on, I wanna show you the inside. I took this antique bottle of demonus from Lucifer’s-“

You give him a dangerous look, cutting him off.

“I mean, I bought it. I bought it for real with real grimm at the real store.”

He smiles, taking your hand.

“It’s just you and me tonight, yeah? Let’s have a little fun”, he says as he walks backwards, pulling you towards the entrance.

“You know, this might be one of the sweetest things you’ve ever done for me”, you smile, following his lead.

“You bet your ass it’s sweet, look! I even put LEDs in here!”

You smile, you’ve always adored his antics.

“Hey Mammon?”

“Yeah?”

“Thanks. I love you.”

“Love ya too, treasure. Now sit down ‘n relax. These movies ain’t gonna watch themselves.”

You stop him in his tracks pulling him into a kiss. He malfunctions, hands going up in the air defensively until he relaxes into you, wrapping his arms around your waist. And he blushes.

No matter what, he always still blushes.

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#obey me #kit’s playhouse #om #mammon #obey me shall we date #omswd #obey me mammon #obey me mc #obey me nightbringer #mammon x mc #omnb #omnb mammon #mammon x reader #obey me nb #obey me x reader #obey me drabble #omnb mammon x mc

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mammonsturtle · 2 years

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🦇Masterlist!🐢

Hello and welcome to my writing blog! I’m Turtle with they/them pronouns. This is a SFW blog(trust me if I wrote any NSFW it’d be looking like 50 Shades of Grey.)

Requests are not open, only because content will be out at a snail’s pace.

Asks/DMs are always open if you want to chat!

I will NOT write : NSFW(kinks and whatnots), incest(demoncest), rape, pedophilia, scat, vore, anything homophobic/transphobic, yandere themes.

Characters may/may not be written in character, I’m still learning. Then these fics may not be for you. Since I haven’t reached level 60 yet, I will not write for Mephistopheles, Raphael, and Thirteen. MC is always GN! unless specified.

Let’s be friends on Obey Me! I login everyday and send AP to my friends!:D

OM ID : 1365393731 OMNB ID : 2504352377

My Pokemon Go friend code if anyone plays, I send gifts everyday!

Pokemon Go friend code : 9330 0442 4004

Masterlist:

📚-Full Fics/Series-📚

😥=Angst 🥰=Fluff

😥 U & Me (Finished)

Bonus Stories : Bonus Story #1 |

Summary : A replaced!MC fic. MC and Mammon feel their place is no longer in the HoL with the brothers. So why not run away together to the human world?

😥 All We Do (Ongoing/On Hold)

Summary: One too many punishments lands Mammon in the arms of the Prince himself! With MC asking Diavolo to promise to take care of Mammon should something bad happen to him, the Prince is willing to take the task. But is there something more to this arrangement than just a promise to MC?

😥 Oh Baby! | Brother’s Aftermath (Finished)

Summary: Another replaced!MC fic. You’re pregnant with an Avatars child! And so is the other exchange student, except she told the brothers first and believe that you’re lying. So you decide to have your baby without the the brothers.

😥 You’re Not Sorry

Summary: MC decides to remove the brothers’ pact with them.

😥 🦇 Chronicles of a Fallen Warrior - A short collection of angst fics focused on Mammon.

You Get What You Deserve Part 2

Gone to the Dogs | MC’s Visit

📖-Short fics/Oneshots-📖

🥰 Five More Minutes - A short Diavolo x Mammon fluff fic, basically Diavolo and Mammon waking up in the morning.

😥 Night Thoughts - A short Beelzebub angst fic. Beelzebub’s having a new nightmare, that now includes you.

😥 Here Until the End - MC has volunteered to be a hospice to two Devildom pets, and reminds the brothers of their own mortality.

💬Quick ideas/headcanons💬

Demons of Sloth hibernate

Mammon Angst #1

📷Screenshots Galore📷

Mononokeland = Pokemon Go

Camping with the Purgatory Trio

Diavolo roasts Solomon’s cooking skills

Sheep!MC isn’t safe!

Asmo tells Mammon to unalive himself

Getting my OTP in a free roll

Diavolo uses spells to get out

🐢My OC Peyton🐢(Barebones info, still a work in progress)

Peyton pics + info

Introduced in Obey Me Way!

Dance with Me?

#turtle talks #masterlist #rules #mammonsturtle

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devildomditzy · 3 months

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"Are we going to talk about this?"

You watch as 'your demon' strides across his room, sitting down roughly on his couch and staring straight ahead, unable to look in your direction.

'Your demon". Did you even have the right to call him that? After you've been away for so long?

It's been a week since you and Solomon returned unannounced from your journey to the past, much to the shock and surprise of everyone. That night was filled with joy and tears and laughter from everyone. Everyone, except the second born. The person you absolutely missed the most for months and months, the person you thought of during sleepless nights and difficult times. The person you cried over more than anyone else was standing right there, just a few feet away -

And absolutely giving you the cold shoulder.

He's silent for a moment, before his voice comes out like vitriol, scalding and snide, yet somehow so hollow, like his words had no real emphasis behind them. Like he felt almost nothing.

"What's there left to talk about?"

"Mammon-", you try to get a word in before he cuts you off with the same version of the monologue you've heard from him even since you made your way back to this timeline.

Your timeline.

"Ya left me here. Ya left us here. You didn't leave a note or a sign or even shoot me a text that you were goin'. Nothin'. Nada."

"You know I didn't exactly choose to get taken to the past against my will, Mammon."

He stands to face you now, tone filled with pain but his face looking so, so emotionless.

It could scare you, when he gets like this. The second born should never look that serious.

"And how would I know that? Huh? How would I know where you went? How the hell would I know what ya'd gotten up to, huh? How would I know if you were runnin' off with Solomon? How would I know that ya didn't just get sick of us?"

His voice raises his voice as he walks towards you.

"How would I know if ya were alive, or dead, or somewhere in between, huh!?"

You're jostled as the second born grabs your shoulders and shoves you, not hard enough to hurt, but enough to have you cornered between the surface and himself.

"I never stopped trying, okay? Not a day went by that Solomon and I didn't look for a way home, a way out, a way to you, anything!" you exclaim, defending yourself from his tirade.

"How would I know that you were gonna come back!? How would- H-how could ya, I couldn't...I-I-I- can't...."

His voice shakes as he balls up his fists into the fabric of your shirt, his true emotions finally shining through after a week of trying to get through to him.

How quickly his indifference turns to fear.

Tears begin silently falling from his lash line, streaking his cheeks.

"Oh, Mammon...", you wrap your arms around him, following his lead as his body begins to crumple, both of you sitting on the floor.

"I thought you were gone. I-I didn't know if ya were still breathin', or just vanished, but I thought-"

He gulps down a few tears and lets out a shaky breath before finishing.

"I thought you were never coming back."

You respond to him in kind, holding him tighter as he increases his grasp on you.

You can't help but let out a small giggle as you wipe away his tears (and a few of your own).

"Babe, it's me we're talking about. I came back to the Devildom how many times now?"

"Yeah," he sighs, looking off to the side, remembering all the times you somehow managed to extend your stays within the exchange program with Diavolo's blessing.

"I can't believe you gave up on me that fast", you tease, poking his cheek.

"Never did", he mumbles. "Looked for ya every day until I realized.. ya just weren't here. And not like here like in the Devildom, okay? I mean like here here."

He's quiet for a moment before he grumbles again, "Didn't stop lookin' until Lucifer made me, that bastard."

You bust out laughing, "I missed you, and your cute little complaints"

"Hey! My complaints ain't little! I'd burn down all three realms if it meant I coulda found you again!"

You place a quick kiss to his cheek, giggling at the way he goes rigid.

"Well, you don't have to worry. I'll always find my way back to you."

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devildomditzy · 11 months

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Mc referring to mammon as their husband or saying “husband behavior” or something like that

Also Mc threatening to fistfight mammon as a joke and then pouncing on him :))

As you and Mammon grew expensively closer through your time together, it was clear to see there was something going on between the two of you. No words were said regarding it, (probably because he’s too scared to fuck it up, and you’re too nervous to bring it up) but did words even need to be said?

What you two have is clear: It’s friendship, it’s reliance, it’s trust, it’s love.

Labels weren’t exactly needed…

but,

When the waiter at restaurant six referred to Mammon as your husband, the second born choked on his demonus. So hard in fact, that you had to lean over and pat his back, making sure he was okay.

That was a big shock for him. You asking the waiter if they could bring a glass of water for your husband, well, that was a bigger shock.

As the waiter bowed out to rush to the kitchen to grab it, Mammon furiously blinked in your direction, eyes wide and face aflame with embarrassment.

“I’M YER WHAT!?”

You calmly bring your own glass up to your lips to take a sip.

As the waiter approaches once more, you try to hide your sly smirk behind the wine.

“Honey, don’t make a scene. We rarely ever get a night away from the kids. I want to enjoy myself.”

“OUR WHAT!?”

#kit’s playhouse #obey me #om #mammon #obey me mammon #omswd #obey me shall we date #obey me headcannons #obey me mc #mammon headcannons #mammon x mc #obey me nightbringer mammon #obey me nightbringer #omnb #om mammon #omswd mammon #omnb mammon

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devildomditzy · 11 months

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"Wait, am I your lock screen?" + mammon + 🫣⛈️

His habit of keeping his phone away from you an out of your reach was one you mildly questioned, but ultimately learned to ignore. You figured the second born had something he wanted to keep private, possibly his latest failing stocks, or demanding texts from witches looking for compensation for his less than savory activities.

You ignored it, up until you turned to corner into the student council room, ears picking up several voices loudly talking over each other. Knowing this can only mean one thing, you prepare yourself to become Mammon’s attorney before walking in yourself.

“Ooo my! If it isn’t the person of the hour!”, Asmo coos from his chair, leaning over the edge of the table. “We were just talking about you, hun!”

“Talking about me?”, you ask, eyes circling around the room in both curiosity and confusion. You lock eyes with your first pact mate to ask a silent question, only to find him blushing furiously, attempting to simmer down from something that had just clearly upset him. He locks eyes with you for a brief moment before quickly averting his gaze.

Well, that’s typical. What wasn’t typical was the teasing stares of everyone else in the room, now centered on you.

“Well, we were just finishing up a student council meeting,”Asmo continues. “And you know how Lucifer always takes our D.D.D.’s before hand?”

“Yeah, but what’s that got to do with me?”

“Getting there, darling!”

You once again shift your eyes over to Mammon, who seemed to be having an internal battle with himself. One minute, it looked like he was going to bolt out of the room, the next it seemed he was so frustrated with his brothers that he was choosing to stand his ground.

“Lucifer starting passing them back out afterwards, and I noticed the cutest thing displaying on my dear older brother’s phone!”, Asmo finishes, bringing his cupped hands up to his face, almost as if he was looking at a newborn kitten.

“ROLF, this is super normie of him”, Levi chimes in, not looking up from his game, but still smiling to himself like he had just been told the funniest joke.

“I have to say, I know how idiotic you can be, but I didn’t expect you to display something you vehemently try to hide so prominently.” The smirk on Satan’s face makes you feel uneasy.

You hear a distinct tch come from the direction of the second born, who you now notice was clutching his D.D.D very close to his chest, with his grip tight around it. Like, real tight. Like, his knuckles are going white and you think he might break it tight.

Your eyes jump from brother to brother in confusion. “What are you talking about?”.

Asmo’s grin becomes lethal as he turns back to Mammon. “Weeelllll, go on Mammon. Do you want to tell them, or shall I?”.

You watch as Mammon turns redder somehow, if that was even possible, and starts to stutter. “I-it’s none of your business, okay?”

“Ooohh I beg to differ! I’d think a picture of our dear, dear MC is specifically their business!”, Asmo taunts in a sing song voice.

“A picture of me.. did you like, take an embarrassing picture of me or something?”, you question. Honestly, as much as you love the idiot, you wouldn’t put it above Mammon to blackmail you with an unflattering photo of yourself.

“N-no! It’s not you! I-I mean it is you but it’s not embarrassin’ or anythin’!”.

Oh the poor boy, he looks like he’s going to combust.

“Tick tock!”, Asmo once again pressures him to spit it out.

Mammon shuts his eyes as tight as they can go, and takes a deep breath, opening his mouth to say it before anyone else can-

Beel pipes up from where he’s been quietly munching on some hell newt chips.

“Why does it matter if MC’s his lockscreen?”

Ah. There it is. You watch all the color drain from Mammon’s face. He tenses up, his body language screaming ‘panic’.

“Wait, am I your lockscreen”, you question, hoping he notices your voice doesn’t hold an ounce of teasing, but instead genuine fondness.

His eyes remain trained on the table, his mouth drawn into a tight line, but he stiffly shakes his head in a confirming nod.

“Can I see?”

Mammon slides his D.D.D across the table to where you stand. Clicking on the screen, you see picture of yourself at Devil’s Coast. You’re turned to the side, not quite looking at the camera, but laughing brightly at something. The ferris wheel framed in the background of the shot makes the candid look like something out of a movie. Then it hits you - you’ve. never seen this picture before.

He must have taken it when you weren’t looking.

As laughter erupts throughout the room from his brothers, he’s shocked to not hear yours mixed in with the cacophony l. Instead when you speak, it makes the room go dead silent.

“Mammon… that is so sweet!”, and he can hear the smile in your voice as you run around the table to hand him your own. “Here, look at mine.”

He hesitates for a second, looking up at you for confirmation before taking it. Clicking on the screen, he stares back at a picture of himself. He’s in one of the outfits he wore for Devil Style, so this is definitely from his last shoot, but… this wasn’t professional by any means. It was clearly taken by you, a little shaky and a bit out of center frame, but you must have snapped a picture of him between sets.

And even more so - he’s shirtless in it.

“Ha…HA!”, Mammon exclaims, proudly showing the screen to each and everyone of his brothers. “See that? Of course MC’s got a picture of The Great Mammon as their lockscreen! Makes sense since I’m their first and their favorite!”

“Uggghh, gross”, groans Levi as he stands up to leave, “I knew I should have just went to my room.”

“Aww, MC, why not a picture of me?!”, whines Asmo as he drapes himself over your shoulders, much to Mammon’s annoyance.

“I can’t say that’s a sight I’d want see every time I have to take a phone call”, Satan says all snide and - you’ve had it.

Time to shut them all up.

“Of course I’d want a picture of Mammon as my lock screen. He is my boyfriend after all.”

“WHAT!?”, you hear all the voices in the room cry out at once.

“I am? I-I mean, of course I am! Ya hear that? MC’s taken by The Great Mammon! So all of ya better back off, ya got it?!”

You giggle at his bravado and the looks of disgust and disappointment on the remaining faces in the room, leaning down to kiss his cheek to really drive the point home.

Oh. Looks like he can get redder.

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