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he-calls-me-kitten · 5 months

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Dirty Dozen (ft. +2)

GN! MC x Pervert! OM Characters

(Cause y'all seemed to love the first one omg. Also TW: I made everyone wayy more sleazy and nasty than before so read at your own risk. MInors DNI)

Pervert! Mammon who likes to ask you for something specifically when your hands are full. "MC, lend me a few Grimm could ya?" He asks when you're in the middle of cooking.

"My hands are covered in cake batter, just take some from my back pocket."

"Are you sure it's there? Let me check both pockets." He isn't so much searching for coins as much as he's feeling and practically groping your ass. Seriously you start to wonder how it's taking him 20 minutes to find something that's right there.

Pervert! Solomon who keeps his room colder than usual when you come over for magic lessons.

"Is it too cold for you MC? I apologise, I kept it this way because some of the potions have bad reactions to heat but if you'd like-"

"I'm absolutely fine, Solomon. You worry about me too much." You smile at him reassuringly, not noticing how his eyes are so eagerly trained at your nipples perking up through your thin t-shirt.

Boner Bonus points if you allow him to hug you for some warmth. His fingers will definitely brush against your chest more than once.

Pervert! Beel who seems to make a mess whenever he's trying to help you in the kitchen. "I'm so sorry, MC. I didn't mean to spill it on your hands!"

"It's okay Beel, it's just some cream and syrup. I can just wash it off right away."

"But it's such a waste. Please allow me." He starts to thoroughly lick your fingers and you shake your head and let him knowing his fixations on food.

But he can't help it - you taste so good. He secretly wonders what you might taste like down there, drooling at the thought.

Pervert! Levi who has taken to sitting on pillows Japanese style while gaming and offers you the same. Sure enough you don't even suspect an ulterior motive.

"Did you get inspired by some human world anime again? Careful though - your legs and butt will start to cramp after a while."

"MC you're too gracious! Caring so much for an otaku like me!"

After you leave, he promptly takes the pillow you were sitting on and puts it in his bathtub. He's going to sleep on it ofc. Your scent on it helps him jerk off better.

Pervert! Belphie who now asks you to rub his belly till he falls asleep. "What's so funny?" He asks as you giggle at his request.

"Since when do you need help falling asleep?"

"I care about the quality of my sleep. And I sleep better this way."

Fortunately you believe him and don't suspect that it's because it's the closest he can get you to fondling his dick. He has such a difficult time holding in his moans and hard ons, every time your hands go even a bit lower than usual.

Pervert! Barbatos who got into sewing clothes as a hobby and specifically likes making them for you now. But you never understand why he needs to take same measurements over and over again.

"Oh? This is a different kind of design, MC. So the measurements will vary from before."

"Always making new things aren't you? You never fail to suprise Barbatos." You smile at him admiring.

The tightening of the tape around your chest and crotch are subtle. He can hardly keep it together when you praise him after all. But he has to if he wants to skim his hands over your body like this again.

Pervert! Diavolo who takes you on such long drives that you always doze off in the front seat, waking up apologetic for missing so much of the journey.

"Hahaha, it's okay, MC. We've been on this same road lots of times. I assure you, you didn't miss anything. And I like that you feel safe to sleep in my presence."

"But still, I'm so sorry, it feels disrespectful..." You apologize, not even knowing how hard he is in his pants right now.

Afterall, he can keep squeezing your beautiful thighs, maybe let his hands wander between them and imagine himself fucking you in the back seat as much as he wants, when you're asleep.

Pervert! Simeon who will have noone except you as his muse for art classes. And the themes just keep getting more erotic each time.

"Are you sure you're okay with this, MC? You don't have to do it if you're not comfortable-"

"Nonsense, Simeon. I feel super comfortable if it's you. You're a true artist after all." You say as you lay on his bed wrapped up only in bedsheets, exposing your entire back and legs.

If only you knew, this angel has thoughts dirtier than most demons. How he's practically fucking you with his eyes. How he's definitely going to jerk off into those bedsheets, moaning your name.

Pervert! Satan who loves teaching you things - standing right behind you, guiding your hands to make latte-art, or trying a new style of painting.

"That's it, nice and slow. Look how much you've improved, MC." He beams at the cute kitty in the coffee cup.

"All thanks to you, Satan. I can't wait to learn more from you." You smile at him earnestly.

He almost feels guilty for tricking you this way, but the way your hands feel in his, and your ass feels against his groin is so addicting. One of these days, he wishes could teach you to be on all fours and take his length in your pretty little mouth.

Pervert! Asmo who loves keeping your eyes on him and noone else. From elaborate performances to petty staring contests, he cannot have enough of your gaze.

"Oh you're turning red in the face, Asmo. Did I manage to flutter the heart of the Avatar of Lust?" You lean forward smiling.

"You're my only weakness after all, MC. It's your fault for making me this way." He almost moans.

You laugh and mock apologize at his antics but you don't know he's been grinding like an animal on his seat, and creamed his pants under your innocent gaze. Your undivided attention just turns him on so much.

Pervert! Lucifer who makes his desires too obvious sometimes. He'll regret it in the morning and take you to dinner to apologize but not until he's already done something dirty.

"Lucifer, it's 2 am. You need to throw away that coffee and sleep." You're practically dragging him to bed.

"Fine. I'll go sleep if you'll stay in my room tonight." He says knowing you'll comply. You care too much for your own good. He's not even going to let you sleep on the couch, no you have to stay wrapped up in his arms.

You might wake upto him groaning your name in his sleep and you might mistake it for a nightmare - not knowing how he's balls deep inside you in his dreams.

Pervert! Thirteen who likes how excited you get over her newest inventions and keeps making more things to call you over.

"And this little baby and can throw pie at people's faces without ever missing. Guaranteed headshot." She smiles proud.

"This would be so useful in a cafeteria food fight and then get banned right after its glory. But I so wanna use it!" You whine.

She loves how much you appreciate her inventions. She is secretly working on a 'pleasure' device scented like her to give you - she hopes you'll like it just as much.

Pervert! Mephisto who is actually taken aback by your duality. You're such a mischievous little imp usually but turn so well-mannered in front of Diavolo's esteemed guests.

"So even you can be prim and proper sometimes? If only you could maintain this on the daily." He huffs.

You laugh and mock-bow in front of him. "Of course, anything for you my dearest lord. Would you like to dance with this proper human while you can?"

He blushes at the sudden offer. Why you little- how dare you tempt him like this. You can't complain about him gripping you somewhere improper or too tight. You deserve this for your attitude.

Pervert! Raphael who is still navigating new feelings of lust he's never felt before he met you. Why his heart skips every time you fall asleep on his shoulder or why he felt a sudden warmth at the pit of his stomach feeling you breath so softly into his neck.

"Thank you for helping me tidy the classroom, MC. I didn't even know where the cleaning supplies were."

"That's alright. It's more fun with two people anyway and wait Raphael there's a bucket over the-" The fresh bucket of water already spilled splashing all over both of you.

You immediately fetched a towel to help him dry up but he couldn't stop staring at you instead. With the uniform sticking to your body like and the water glistening on your exposed skin - why was he so enthralled? Why does he feel a strange pulsing between his legs as you hover over him?

#obey me #obey me smut #obey me solomon #obey me satan #obey me asmo #obey me lucifer #obey me beel #obey me mammon #obey me simeon #obey me belphie #obey me barbatos #obey me diavolo #obey me leviathan #obey me thirteen #obey me Raphael #obey me mephisto

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a-local-idiots-shitpost · 1 year

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Lucifer: Mc what are you holding

Mc: food? because we're forced to serve people because of Mammon

Mammon: hey!

Mc: it's the truth isn't it?

Mammon: yeah but your not allowed to say it

Lucifer: what's this thing called? I'm pretty sure it's not on the menu

Mc: Belphie made it

Belphie: I called it "the Human killer"

Lucifer: someone ordered that?

Belphie: (pointing at a sleazy looking Demon) yeah that guy

Lucifer: Mc you won't serve that guy

Mc: what, why?

Lucifer: this guy looks like he would actually kill Humans, is Solomon here?

Mc: yeah he's sitting in one of the booths

Lucifer: get him over here he has to serve that guy

Mc: why him and not me? if your worried about him trying to attack me I have my dagger

Lucifer: Mc we love you and would probably die without you, so you will not serve that guy

Mc: and why Solomon?

Lucifer: no one cares if Solomon would die, half of the Devildom would probably celebrate it if he would finally kick the bucket

Solomon: (insulted) I can hear you guys in the back!

Lucifer: will you do it or not?

Solomon: yes, I don't trust that guy either and don't want to risk my lovely apprentice getting hurt

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me shitpost #obey me!#obey me crack #obey me mc #obey me lucifer #lucifer avatar of pride #obey me solomon #obey me belphegor #belphegor avatar of sloth #mammon avatar of greed #obey me mammon #kinda based of that one scene in bob's burgers

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sister-lucifer · 2 years

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What pet names do the brothers give you?

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Lucifer

Very proper pet names, such as “My darling” or “My dearest love.” That’s only during private intimate moments, though. Usually he’ll just call you by your name, or he’ll call you “human” if he’s feeling playful.

Mammon

Lots of kind of sleazy nicknames, like “babes” and “doll face.” If you can picture a 1950s gangster saying it, he’s probably used it. It’s charming, though. If he’s feeling especially sweet, he’ll call you his “treasure.”

Leviathan

He’s definitely nicknaming you after his favorite anime characters for sure. But if you don’t like that, he’ll call you his “Player Two” or his “Favorite Party Member.”

Satan

His favorite nickname is “My Partner in Crime,” especially after all of that anti Lucifer league nonsense. Sometimes he’ll work up the courage to call you “kitten,” but it makes him embarrassed because he thinks it sounds dumb.

Asmodeus

Lots of sickly sweet lovey-dovey pet names. “My sweet baby,” “The light of my life,” “My heart and soul.” Rarely ever does he use your real name. Doesn’t matter how dumb a pet name is, if you ask him to call you something specific he will.

Beelzebub

All food related nicknames. The classics like “Cupcake” or even “Biscuit,” but they get kinda random depending on whatever he’s craving. He once called you his “Spicy Cheeseburger.”

Belphegor

Most of the time he’s too lazy to think of pet names to be honest. When he does, though, it’s usually something simple like “honey” or “sweetie.”

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pro-mammonologist · 1 year

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Goofy Shit With the Brothers in my fun little maladaptive daydreaming world

Very specific to my own experiences but you’ll probably get a kick out of it

- sending SpongeBob reaction images instead of the little demon ones and confusing the hell out of them

- me making a slideshow of my anime husbands and having them wreak absolute chaos trying to figure out which one I like the best so they can figure out who is the most similar

- showing them human world music videos and watching them quake over the fact that humans are so provocative now

- showing Lucifer various interpretations of him (supernatural, adventure time, Lucifer on “Lucifer”, random human world myths like the devil went down to Georgia)

- speaking of the devil went down to Georgia, it was real and it was Mammon and not Lucifer

- I give mammon human world gift cards instead of money when we go out

- them being confused by the United States and it’s varying cultures

- taking them to a Waffle House

- taking them to an iHop

- taking them to a Costco

- taking them to a sleazy motel

- taking them to a farmers market

- taking them to a football game esp a really famous ones (I don’t like football but if you live in the US, YOU GET IT)

- having them experience entering different states (esp the Carolina borders) and feeling the roads go from nice and straight to very not straight

- speaking of the South Carolina experience, then seeing the “Jesus saves” and “end wokeness” and the “Adam and Eve” billboards 💀

- a good road-trip where the best part is finding an abandoned gas station connected to a kfc or a Pizza Hut or something that’ll shoot straight through you

#obey me #obey me nightbringer #obey me shall we date #obey me headcanons #I have issues

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the-travelling-witch · 7 months

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𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋

summary: mammon might have been assigned to watch over you as the exchange student, but in return, you were assigned to watch over his gambling behaviour; a certain casino owner takes issue with that and personally sees to it that mammon's spending inhibition is thoroughly distracted

pairing: valefar (my oc) x gn!reader

warnings: manipulative behaviour, ngl you might not like val after this but trust me and trust the process jshsh

obey me! masterlist || valefar masterlist

It wasn’t a well kept secret that Mammon had taken a liking to you rather quickly. Give and take a week into your stay in the Devildom, belongings of the Avatar of Greed, like his tooth brush, cologne or charger, had taken up residence in your room, the demon himself spending every possible moment glued to your side as well. Because it was what Lucifer told him to do, of course.

Naturally, it didn’t take long for him to drag you to his favourite places around the Devildom, namely casinos. And the one he frequented most often was the infamous ‘Lion’s Share’ Casino, with its sleek and aureate exterior.

It definitely didn’t feel like the sleazy, underground places some might imagine when thinking of a casino, but rather like a luxurious establishment in Vegas. Every time you passed the impressive lion statues framing the entrance, your shoes clicked on the polished floors and you craned your neck to marvel at the dazzling chandeliers, you thought you entered another world yet again.

As expected, Mammon was some kind of VIP around there, possibly because of his ridiculous spending habits, so the bouncers hardly glanced at either of you as you followed him through the heavy double-winged doors.

“Alright, human! Ready to be ma lucky charm again?” Mammon grinned as he ushered you in the direction of the poker tables. “A got paid real good for the last modellin’ gig, so A need ya to do yer thin’ and make me win big.”

“Remember not to go overboard, yeah? Or Lucifer is going to have both our heads,” you sighed as you flicked his biceps with your fingers. “I’m here to make sure you don’t gamble yourself into even more debt, did you forget that?”

“Yeah yeah, whatever, ya killjoy,” he nudged you before dragging you along by the wrist, just as enthusiastically as before. Perhaps because he knew you’d indulge him just a little anyway. “Now, get comfortable and watch me get a royal flush.”

Unbeknownst to the excited demon and the human rolling their eyes, someone was watching them from the highest floor overseeing the casino, amber gaze fixed on the pair taking their places at the poker table. Mammon, of course, was already well known to the observer, having been a faithful patron since the casino had taken off, but the human was a recent addition to his trips.

Obviously, he already knew the basics about them; that they were Diavolo’s precious exchange student and were currently living with those brothers. But he had also tracked how Mammon’s willingness to high-stake gambles sunk whenever they were with the Avatar of Greed.

As the owner of the Casino, Valefar simply couldn’t have that.

“I think it’s time to show our esteemed guest the exclusive VIP rooms,” he said as he swirled the amber liquid in his glass and one of his men bowed before leaving to go fetch the human.

The hair in the back of your neck raised before you even saw the bouncer approach your table but when his black suit came into view, you could almost taste the trouble in the air. You were about to alert Mammon, though you had made sure he didn’t cheat, when the huge demon tapped your shoulder instead and gestured for you to follow him.

“Is there a problem?” Mammon asked, game momentarily forgotten as he tugged you behind him. “If ya wanna talk to the human, ya gotta hafta talk to me too, ya know.”

“No,” the bouncer’s gruff voice scratched the air, “only the human. Boss’s orders.”

“A-Ah from the boss, ya say?” Your companion’s tone changed as he rubbed his neck. “Well, he knows not ta try anythin’ funny if he doesn’t want Lucifer and Diavolo breathin’ down his neck. Don’t keep the man waitin’ then.”

And with that, Mammon stepped to the side and ushered you to follow the security demon, not so discreetly ignoring the unimpressed glare you sent him. You were well aware he was indebted to the casino, so of course he’d fold like a house of cards the second its boss requested something of him, if only to not make his situation worse.

A very silent elevator ride later, you entered a dimly lit lounge area void of any customers. The long side of the room was entirely made of glass, making you guess it was the black one-way window front visible from the casino area. There, in a lounge chair, sat a demon, his arms resting on the sides of the chair as if he owned the place. You almost didn’t see him in his black suit against the dark background if the ice clinking in his glass didn’t give him away.

“Good evening, how are you enjoying your time at the Lion’s Share so far?” Elegantly, like a large cat, the man lifted himself out of his seat, leaving his drink on a table and straightening out his suit. As he rounded the table to approach you, he smoothly pulled one of his leather gloves off before holding out his hand to you. “It’s a pleasure to finally meet you. My name is Valefar, the owner of this humble casino.”

Startled by his bright amber eyes sparkling down on you, you shook his hand as if in trance and stammered your name. You didn’t know what you had expected when the casino boss was mentioned but probably not to be greeted by a tall, handsome man, with flawless tan skin and black hair swept back lazily. Golden piercings gleamed in the ambient light as he cocked his head to the side while studying you before revealing a fanged smile.

“I’ve heard much about you already,” Valefar said, voice velvety as he guided you to take a seat with a hand lightly gracing the dip of your back. “Only positive, of course. You’ll forgive me for wanting to meet you in person, won’t you?”

“Oh uhm- Sure, though I’m not sure I’m all that great,” you nervously laughed as he sat down opposite of you.

“I’d beg to differ,” Valefar chuckled. “You know, I have an eye for all things valuable and you managed to pique my interest, so there has to be more to you than you give yourself credit for. Care for a drink?”

You were happy he switched the topic himself because your cheeks felt like they were set ablaze. “Only water for me please.”

“Not a fan of demonus, huh? I personally think you’re missing out but suit yourself.” As one of the staff set your respective drinks down in front of you, he whispered something to his boss, whose lips curved up at corners with a glance out of the window. Seemingly out of nowhere, he pulled a deck of cards as his attention landed back on you. “I noticed you seem to linger around the poker table whenever you’re here. Up for a friendly game?”

You halted. He’d been paying close enough attention to you to notice that?

“It’s mostly Mammon who plays,” you said quietly. Thinking of your impulsive companion, you remembered your agreement with Lucifer, as much as you wanted to spend a bit more time with your new acquaintance. “Speaking of, I think I shouldn’t take up anymore of your precious time and return to the table.”

“Oh please,” Valefar’s voice soothed your troubles, “He is in great hands and I’d be more than happy to enjoy your company for a while longer. But if the feeling isn’t mutual, you’re free to return any time, of course.”

“If that’s so…” you contemplated for a few seconds, a little reluctant to leave this tranquil atmosphere. Besides, Valefar had been nothing but nice to you, where was the harm in staying a little longer? “Perhaps, it wouldn’t be so bad…”

“Splendid,” the demon beamed as he shuffled the cards. “I trust you know the rules?”

After playing a few rounds you were surprised to find the overall results to be tipped in your favour, winning slightly more often than losing. Maybe Satan had been right when he told you people favoured by Mammon found themselves to be more lucky?

“Wow,” Valefar chuckled as you dropped your cards on the table, winning another round. “You’re pretty skilled. I guess it’s my luck you’ve not taken up gambling at my casino in earnest.”

“I think I’m just lucky today,” you showed him a shy smile. “Playing cards is one thing but actually betting on it is entirely different.”

“You’re right, of course,” Valefar agreed. “But the rush you can get from winning big is entirely different as well. Not only knowing that you’ve won, but also seeing the look on the loser's face when you get your hands on what they wanted too. It’s quite the feeling.”

“Spoken like a true demon,” you laughed as you allowed yourself to let your gaze sweep over his well-built body again. Whoever tailored those suits for him knew what they were doing.

“I can’t help myself, it’s in my nature after all,” he laughed easily. “You know, for a greed demon, claiming something that another demon also desires makes having it even sweeter. Places like this just encourage that feeling, that need.”

You swallowed at the husky tone his voice had taken on. Paired with the way his eyes were nearly blazing, resembling pools of molten gold as he looked at you, you had a feeling he wasn’t necessarily talking about money.

“What do you mean with ‘places like this’?” Your voice came out thick as you tried to control the pounding of your heart, the parlour below long since forgotten.

“It’s a casino, sweetheart,” Valefar whispered, leaning forward in his seat a little. It was enough to have you unconsciously mirror him. “Sin is in the name.”

There wasn’t much you could say in return, only looking back at him with wide eyes and slightly parted lips. Asmo had once told you demons resonated with places that encouraged their own sin and where else but a casino would greed reign supreme?

Valefar pulled you out of your thoughts with a contemplative hum. “Normally I don’t gamble while working but I feel like spicing up the night a little. What do you say we add some stakes to our little game?”

“Stakes?” You blinked at him, a little surprised. “I don’t have money or anything of worth on me though.”

“Oh no no, I wasn’t talking about money. I understand of course that your funds as an exchange student are rather… tight,” he smiled that charming smile of his. “So, won’t you at least hear my proposal? You could be passing up the opportunity of a lifetime after all.”

Somewhere, in the far part of your brain, a quiet voice warned you not to accept. This was a demon you were dealing with, there was no way he wouldn’t propose something that wasn’t beneficial to him. But there was no harm in hearing him out, right?

“Alright,” you acquiesced, your mind clouded by his heavy gaze on you and his cologne invading your senses, “let’s hear it then.”

“If you win,” his lips curled up at the corners, “I will consider all of Mammon’s debt to be paid.”

You choked on air at his statement. All of Mammon’s debt? You didn’t even dare imagine how many zeroes that number had attached and that fact alone made you pause. A greed demon like Valefar would not willingly give up a sum of that magnitude, so you shuddered to think about his next answer. “And if you win?”

“If I win,” he drawled, pausing either for dramatic effect or just to make you squirm in your seat a little (or perhaps both), “then you will spend an evening with me.”

“Spend an evening?” You were glad you hadn’t taken a sip of water after your little coughing fit or you might have done a spit take.

“Oh please, little lamb, where are your thoughts?” Valefar chuckled and the sound, as beautiful as it was, didn’t calm your nerves. “I was talking about dinner. We eat, we drink, we talk and see where the evening goes. Perhaps we can even consider what you had in mind.”

“I know what dinner is, thank you, I was just surprised,” you said before clearing your throat. Was he about to risk that much Grimm for a chance to take you out, basically?

“Excellent, so what do you say? Sounds fair, doesn’t it? Do we have a deal?” The way he tilted his head looked as innocent as it was deadly and when you didn’t outright refuse him, his smile revealed his sharp fangs. He knew he had won. “Come on, you can really only win here. Chances as favourable as these don’t come often.”

“Fine,” you agreed despite your gut feeling telling you otherwise.

“It’s a deal then,” Valefar concluded and held out his hand for you to take. With one glance out of the window revealing Mammon to be dangerously low on chips, you shook it…

…and shortly thereafter lost. By a landslide.

“Oh dear, looks like the cards were in my favour this round,” the demon grinned, not a hint of remorse in sight. “I guess this concludes our little game… unless you feel like going double or nothing?”

Really, you should have seen this coming, you scolded yourself. Of course you hadn’t managed to win on dumb luck alone, not against someone like Valefar, who probably knew exactly how to play his cards right, literally. This was the exact reason people always warned you not to deal with the devil. After all, the house always won.

“No, I think we should leave it at this. I know when I’ve lost,” you sighed, much to the amusement of the man in front of you. “Say, Valefar, why are you doing this? You could’ve asked for anything else.”

“Have you considered that I don’t want anything else?” His gaze was heavy on you, burning like coals when you met it and your blood seemingly heating up in return. Suddenly, you felt a strong sympathy for the lamb trapped by the lion.

“But.. why me? I mean,” you gestured to him and to your surroundings, “you could’ve asked anyone.”

“Do you really think I’d be satisfied with just ‘anyone’?” Valefar raised a perfectly-groomed eyebrow and mirrored your gesture. If it wasn’ t so obvious what he was implying, you would’ve kicked yourself for assuming someone would think this highly of you. Instead, your heart nearly jumped out of your throat. Then, however, he sighed and it dropped to your gut. “Well, if you really feel going on a single date with me is that repulsive, it cannot be helped–”

“No!” You surprised yourself with the steadiness and conviction in your voice, clearing your throat as you leaned back again. “No, that wasn’t what I was trying to say. I just didn’t think I was that interesting.”

“Sweetheart, I told you I have an eye for that sort of thing,” he winked with one corner of his lips lifted as mirth danced in his bright eyes. Watching him comb through his dark hair with his fingers and leaving it slightly tousled, you thought you might actually have won your little bet. No way going out with someone like him could be considered a loss. Then, your gaze fell on his golden watch and something in your brain stirred.

“Oh shit!” Scrambling for your DDD, adrenaline shot through your veins when you saw the time. Lucifer was going to have your head for real. “I’m really sorry, but I have to go. I’d love to talk more–”

“-- but you’re being expected at home, I’d assume,” Valefar easily guessed. Rising from his seat, he offered his hand to you and promptly linked your arms when you gingerly took it, his warmth enveloping you even through the thick material of his suit. “Let me escort you to the door. It’s the least I can do after keeping you to myself for so long.”

When you stepped out of the elevator, you were already met with Mammon, who was arguing with one of the bouncers, tapping his foot impatiently. The Avatar of Greed didn’t notice you approaching, still guided by the casino owner, until said demon spoke up.

“Mammon, my friend, what a pleasure to see you tonight,” Valefar’s smooth voice passed the entrance area. Despite his friendly tone, Mammon tensed up at the sound. “I hear you’ve been wracking up quite the bill again, hm? Not to worry though, if you win big next time, it’ll be easy enough to settle.”

“Val, buddy–” At Mammon’s shaky voice you found it hard to believe he was the actual Avatar of Sin in this situation; the roles might as well be reversed at this point. “It’s nice ta see y– HEY WHY’RE YA SO CLOSE TO THE HUMAN? Ya need ta back up!”

“Hm? Oh this?” Valefar asked innocently, slightly lifting your still intertwined arms for emphasis. “Ah, I thought I might as well practise and get comfortable with this for when our actual date rolls around, isn’t that right sweetheart?”

You did not get the chance to respond.

“Date?! SWEETHEART?!” You weren’t sure what was more likely, Mammon popping a vein or him hitting something incredibly expensive as he flusteredly gestured with his hands. “Just what do ya think yer playin’ at here?”

“I’m not playing at anything,” the demon by your side appeased. “Asking someone out isn’t forbidden, is it? It’s not like you asked them out, did you?”

“Ah, n-no– A didn’t–”

“Well, then I don’t see where the problem is,” Valefar smiled his gorgeous smile as Mammon’s face fell. The former didn’t seem to pay him much attention though as he turned to you instead. “Again, it was a pleasure to finally meet you and I’m looking forward to learning more about you when it’s just the two of us. Don’t worry about the details, I’ll let you know when the date is set. For now, please make sure to have a safe trip home.”

As he uncurled his arm from yours, his gloved hand lingered on yours and he gave it a fond squeeze. It distracted you from his other hand reaching up to gently caress the side of your face, his eyes tracing the movement of his thumb over your cheekbone. There wasn’t much time for you to savour the feeling or think about what to say, merely able to hastily wish him a good night as Mammon already dragged you out of the casino and onto the streets of the Devildom, bickering with you the entire way back to the House of Lamentation.

Back in the privacy of his room, Valefar stretched and cracked his neck both ways before letting out a sigh. Pouring himself another drink, he bid his assistant in as they knocked. “So, what’s the result?”

“Mammon lost double the amount compared to when the human was with him,” the shorter demon responded as Valefar took the report detailing his favourite customer’s spending and humming in contentment at the numbers. “Sir, if I may ask, was it really necessary to go this far? Distracting them is one thing but taking them out–”

“Hm? Oh that,” the demon nonchalantly acknowledged as he flicked some lint off his black suit. “The casino can run one night without me. But if I choose a time where Mammon normally comes in, we can get him alone again and you know what that means.

“Besides,the little lamb doesn’t gamble,” Valefar added, swirling the liquid in his glass. “So even if their little heart were to break, we’re not losing out on profit. On the contrary, the chances that they stay away from the Lion’s Share rise significantly, leaving the Avatar of Greed with no one to control his spending.”

On top of that, he hadn’t been lying when he said getting his hands on something someone else coveted always felt more exhilarating than simply winning the jackpot himself. Recalling the look on the other demon’s face, Valefar couldn’t hold back the grin splitting his lips.

“The house wins.”

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feralwaff1e · 5 months

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Less Shitty Mammon AU

So, let’s talk about this au. Mammon is still Mammon, he’s just not as much of an ass as he could be to Fizzarolli. I wrote a thing for it.

Mammon didn’t like people, he liked the profit he could gain from them, the material wealth. Whether it was money, food, or something else, he wanted to own all of it. He didn’t want to own the people, too many strings and more often than not it got messy. That’s why he did that whole ass clown pageant in the first place, just so he could turn a profit and not fucking *deal* with people.

Then in came motherfucking Fizzarolli, the imp he was able to exploit and use after a disastrous fire. Who was broken and wanted to make something of himself, and if Mammon was honest, he only had the kid win was because how hilarious it was that the kid was a pathetic ass clown. Who didn’t think cripples were funny?! Either way, Fizzarolli da,e barreling into his life and Mammon took care of his profitable asset and was glad. Even Ozzie agreed to make the kid some prosthetics.

Then he started hanging around Mammon as it was expected and Mammon found that’s what exactly what Fizzie was, a fucking *kid*. Well, not really, he was basically an adult but he seemed like a kid to Mammon. With those big ol’ puppy eye and stupid grin and-

fuck

He found himself liking*the attention he was getting from Fizzie. He wasn’t supposed to be like the son he never knew he wanted, he was supposed to be like the stupid step son he didn’t want. But Mammon found himself hovering over Fizzie, beating off creeps with his fucking cane!

The fucking last nail in a coffin happened in his stupid fucking limo, Mammon had offered him a ride because he was driving through lust and it was a sell out show, Fizzie was slowly losing consciousness from tiredness.

Mammon was flicking through the bills a satisfied toothy grin on his face, “You did well, Fizzie, my boy! Sold out, look at all this fucking cash, kid!”

“Thanks, daad-.”

Mammon blinked in surprise, looking up at the jester. Fizzarolli probably hadn’t even realized what he said, too tired from today and just out of it. But it had an…Effect on Mammon. The deals.y sun looking him over and noticing how much in his image Fizzarolli looked like, how much he looked….like if he were his actual kid.

“Fuck.”

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I really don’t know how to describe him as still a sleazy piece of shit but he cares okay? Just for Fizzy…..And later Fizzy’s daughter 👀

#mammom #helluva boss #Fizzarolli #helluva Mammon #au #less shitty mammom

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skiplo-wave · 6 months

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Honestly how Fizz is treated by Mammon is no different than idols, pop stars, entertainers in general get treated with sleazy courrupted boss/company.

Cause doesn't matter how the entertainer feels, it's about how their value feels with the audience and marketing.

#helluva boss #fizzarolli

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pinkandpurple360 · 4 months

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Do you think Fizz’s career as a performer is over now? Like he potentially has Mammon out for him in the future in terms of slandering his name and trying to prevent him from being hired, but either way Fizz would need to get a new agent or start doing all the promoting, hiring, and set up work it takes to even put on shows himself, which is not easy nor cheap (ie booking venues, hiring and managing staff, getting props, acquiring and caring for necessary animals, rehearsals, etc). Now, Oz could bankroll and manage such things, but were his name to be associated with Fizz’s shows, customers are going to be expecting a very sexually charged performance that Fizz probably isn’t comfortable putting on (and his work at Ozzie’s is really more like emceeing and crowd warmup, not pole dancing or stripping).

Nope, he said this was his last performance after all. He’s retiring from Mammons brand, and taking a break from Ozzies fake sleazy nightclub filled with lies and hypocrisy. Fizz was never this (public) sex maniac at all.

Oz mentioned a vacation and a break at the start. Fizz seemed happy about that idea. And obviously Oz can’t accompany him without jeopardising his own work. They’ll be taking some time apart and might take a look at this codependency issue.

This scene I think foreshadows Fizz travelling to other places, specifically the wrath ring since its the only one that gets a special mention other than lust, and that one cowboy character appears twice in the episode. Fizz also says “Oh, lust! Love it there, obviously” I think this implies he actually doesn’t love it there.

Two things Fizz said to Blitz in Oops was “I now have someone who understands me” but we can clearly see that at almost every turn, Ozzie doesn’t understand him. He doesn’t know why he wanted so badly to go to greed alone, or why he didn’t want an escort, he doesn’t know what his feelings towards blitzø are

Oz: “that guy you hate”

Fizz: “ah, let him have it”

Oz: “excuse me?”

Fizz: “yeah, he earned it”

Oz: “uh, ok?” He’s so confused by this. Doesn’t he hate him?

“His former bestie lifelong enemy recent hero (etc)” also very confusing —I don’t blame him or anything. But no he doesn’t really understand fizz that well.

And again in this episode, he’s arguing with Fizz most of the time, and doesn’t understand why he wants what he does, but just goes along with it when Fizz begs, or looks really disappointed, or if he asks for something.

Second thing Fizz says “my life’s actually been pretty great” That’s not true either! He’s been abused for years, Ozzie was just a break from the still unending abuse (at that point) like the twins say “Money can’t buy you happiness but it can rent you paradise” and I think Fizz is unhappy, but at least is renting paradise with Asmodeus.

Next part—I think Fizz will be leaving the lust ring, Oz has been in hot water for his affair with fizz with the lust citizens. The reason being highlighted in lust ring magazine: Ozzie has a reputation founded entirely on non commital lust, he’s the eternal bachelor, it’s hypocritical to all the people he made fun of and hurt for being in love, for him to turn around and openly be in love himself. I think karma will hit him and he’ll get his own version of what he put Moxxie through. Specifically Asmodeus, Fizz to a lesser extent. Sortve like how Millie wasn’t really mocked. And well finally find out what Ozzies problem is with love, because Fizz definitely isn’t his first ever love, if the demonology is anything to go by. The story of Sarah in the Book of Tobit is Asmodeus’ most famous story so to exclude that would be a disservice to the character.

Yay for independent Asmodeus development! 💙

#helluva boss critical

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mammon-s · 5 months

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Sleazy! Mammon sitting you on his lap while he’s gambling at a casino. Holding a cigar in one hand and wrapping the other around your waist, blowing the smoke in your face after he’s done with a puff.

#the imagine of mammon smoking a cigar came to me today and listen… it’s really hot #i should make a tag for sleazy mams #sleazy! Mammon #obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me mammon

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drama-glob · 9 months

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The Next Big Thing

Mammon notices how demons find Fizzarolli very attractive now and decides to pitch the idea of the Robo Fizz to Asmodeus.

All of Ozzie’s heads looked at Mammon in surprise at the question before switching to indifferent as he answered, “This is me we’re talking about, so of course I know how good he’s been for my business and how much everyone gets riled up just thinking about him.” Me included, and he’s much better company than my sleazy brother, the Embodiment of Lust couldn’t help but fondly think as he tried not to let his excitement show on his face. “Why bring him into this? You made it clear over a year and a half ago you didn’t want Fizzarolli, and I’m fed up with your fucking attempts to get him back now that he’s successful,” Asmodeus sternly told the other Deadly Sin.

Mammon put all four hands up placatingly as he said in his salesman voice, “Come now Ozzie. I know it was my own shortsighted views that let the little imp slip through my fingers and I have to live with that, but you’ve certainly done a fabulous job with him since then; I only brought him up because I don’t think you’re making the most out of this situation.”

Ozzie’s heads were in unison again as they all raised an eyebrow up in suspicion, feeling a sense of protectiveness for Fizz kick in. “How so?” he inquired as he narrowed his glowing eyes. Flashing his gold teeth again, the Embodiment of Avarice smoothly answered, “You see, currently there is a want for Fizzarolli and the sexy-ass vibe he’s got going on, but being the one and only makes it hard to fulfill such a ravenous void, doesn’t it?”

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questionablemuses · 2 months

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--Headcanon dumps.

The only soul my Mammon owns is Fizzarolli, which is turning out to be something entirely different now. & If there's any other souls - my bet is on Mimzy & canon to this blog - Angel Dust. He's gonna get him whether Valentino likes it or not.

My Fizzarolli is an Trans. He just didn't get the top surgery. You make fun of him, he'll fucking hurt you.<3

Speaking of, my Angel Dust is intersex.

Travis is Angel Dust sexual. Doesn't mean he can't have friends, if he can make any. He's been obsessed with Angel since he first caught sight of him. Hell, he even divorced his wife just to focus on getting Angel to be his. He might be sleazy & underhanded, but can't say he hasn't changed to being loyal. He's trying his best here, okay?

Moving onto Vox. Vox is- in his main verse, he is still one hundred percent Alastor obsessed. But if he's in a verse where he's taken, it's exes/petty rivals etc. He'll just bitch & complain a lot.

I haven't touched base on this yet, but Chaz never actually returned to Crimson or came back into contact with Moxxie or Millie. Unless it's in a verse stated otherwise, he's moved on. ( -coughs-Striker/Angel/Travis-Coughs- )

Moxxie still lives in Greed, just away from Crimson. Noted this on the muses, but he's also dyed his hair to match his mother's more.

When Moxxie was young, Alessio took the responsibility of taking care/looking after Moxxie when Crimson couldn't be bothered. He might not show much emotion, but he cares for the boy.

#( personal headcanons. )#( do NOT reblog. )#( some of these are old with silent muses rn. )#( but still including them bc wtf not? )#muse; Mammon #muse; Fizzarolli #muse; Travis #muse; Vox #muse; Chaz #muse; Moxxie #muse; Alessio #muse; Angel Dust

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hazbincalifornia · 4 months

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Hazbin Episode 1 Liveblog

In order to avoid this post getting Way Too Long, I'm going to make one post for episode one, and one for episode two!

I will say, I'm kinda sad we don't have a 'proper' theme song/intro, just the little jingle :( I do get it, but ah well.

Oh my god the commercial is even better in full.

How the fuck did he get Charlie to keep the name if it was still him???

Al's so fucking offended they're making him use a camera he made it one giant middle finger. I love it.

The voices are definitely going to take a bit of adjustment. It's probably because I've rewatched the pilot a zillion times, though.

I like how Alastor didn't even look at Angel. "Never going to happen!"

Awww, Charlie's ringtone for her dad is cute.

I DO really love Keith David as Husk right away, he suits the role perfectly.

"I like being forced!" and I love you, you weird little gremlin. Hoping for some good CNC stuff with her now, tbh. She'd be fun for it.

The flat delivery of 'crack is expensive' made me wheeze out loud.

Aaaa and here we go, full animation for Happy Day!

Why... why is the 'shoving barbed wire in your hole' guy an imp. Is that, like, his job or something. Is he just an asshole?

Ooooo, that was VAGGIE singing the 'bloodthirsty and deranged?' line? More fodder for her being a fallen angel/exterminator.

'Helluva post' for the mail. Ha.

This just made me fully realize how much the cannibal colony probably considers the post-extermination like a feast day.

Awww, the music note background is a fun touch.

Something about the fact that the 'touch my parts!' guy is a completely shapeless slug-creature instead of just keeping the dick offscreen makes it funnier.

Oh, I love Adam. The fun kind of punchable prick.

The animation seems a bit... overacted? I've noticed it all along but with Vaggie in the scene where she talks about making a new commercial especially. It sort of felt like they wanted to match the pilot's very snappy energy but weren't quite sure how, so everybody makes kind of... aimless motioning instead of moving with purpose, if it makes sense? It feels more like 'moving body parts for the sake of moving things' over 'moving with intent'. It's sort of awkward and distracting. The shifting proportions don't really help, but I just know people are going to be Fucking Annoying about that when it's unfortunately part of the package of making a whole season at once by a regular animation studio.

Oh yeah, Blake's perfect for Angel, lmao. It was more of a change than I expected from the few lines we'd gotten since they sounded more like the original, but he's got the energy.

Charlie didn't know Adam ran the angel army? That seems like the kind of thing she should have known. I wonder if she was relatively sheltered growing up.

'Call me dickmaster' why do I get the feeling the Chaz fans will like him, lmfao.

Since I'm on Adam though, another little groan to myself about the lack of fat characters in the hellaverse that aren't either gross stereotypes or background characters. Adam falls into the misogynist type, (like, the 'redditor', you know the one, just sort of mixed with a sleazy rockstar) Mammon's literally Greed and a talentless abuser, the lady at the pound was gross/uncaring and ugly, and I still think the Nurse was the only one that really broke the pattern and I've seen approximately one piece of fanart or mention of her ever (despite her clearly-developed positive relationship with Barbie!) and it was porn. I'm allowed to bitch on this after people were so fucking annoying about how wanting Bee to be fat was wanting her to be a 'gross ugly blob' and then saying other people were being fatphobic for pointing out everybody's skinny. Somehow. Anyway.

Well, at least they got the vagina joke out of the way early.

I love how his deal isn't for anything that would genuinely screw Vaggie over, he's just pissed they want him to deal with TV.

The fact that the pilot's still 'soft canon' makes sense with how Angel just immediately starts admiring his new clothes without any surprise, since it's happened before. Also, Niffty with the Marilyn pose is cute.

Oh, I'm definitely going to like Lute. I still like my idea she used to be close to Vaggie but when Vaggie was cast down, she stuck tighter to the rules.

Adam's song is fun!

So season 1 takes place over the course of six months? Huh. I'm guessing we'll have some time skips if we only have eight episodes.

I wonder what the Heaven Embassy is for? I can't imagine it's only for meetings like that considering there's couches in the lobby and stuff. Can sinners communicate with loved ones in heaven or vice versa, maybe, just using the holograms?

Oh my god the Katie voice IS basically just Brandon's Bryce voice. Amazing.

Ohoooo? VERY curious who managed to pull off killing an exterminator, and 'can't let them catch on'... hmm.

#shadow says stuff #hh spoilers #hh

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