Nvm Ygs R Selecting Right Ily

nvm ygs r selecting right ily <3 #milfmorningstar2k23

omg ive been tagged gigglin an kicking my feet

relationship status: whore in theory but alas not in practice 😔

favorite color: i love all colors the gay in me refuses to choose but usually when i have to select one i choose either blue or purple

song stuck in my head: montreal by penelope scott

last song i listened to: rock on! by mammon and lucifer (stfu its a bop)

three fave foods: um uh cookies black tea and mango anything

last thing i googled: “who did jack black play in the x-files” (don’t ask ☹️☹️)

dream trip: im being so fr when i say the Devildom bro you don’t understand how obsessed i am. irl tho idk maybe vegas ? my friend lives there idk im pretty good where i am tbh besides the fact that it’s in the US

anything i want to do right now: have the motivation to write :((

tagging (feel free to ignore if you don’t want to): @pothologics ?? idk who else to consider my moot considering most people’s OM blogs are side blogs 😭 I’ll make a post to find out later

anyone else who wants to give it a shot should go for it ! ^^

Tagged by @okiecomputer thank you!! <3

Rules: Tag 10 people you want to get to know better!!!

Relationship status: taken <3

Fav color: green

Song stuck in my head: helwa ya baladi by dalida

Last song I listened to: bloodhail by have a nice life

Three favorite foods: stuffed grape leaves, biryani, red velvet desserts

Last thing I googled: SNAIL TRAIL MEANING LOL i only ever heard it be called a happy trail

Dream trip: Italy also but somewhere tropical? not sure where

Anything I want right now: a cold drink

tagging: @terroristiraqi @kkujo @medixnoche @thunk @kirayoshikage @xashirama @silkylious i don’t have 10 ppl to tag at the top of my head soz </3 no pressure to participate

You are so correct about Solomon , and tbh!!! If there were no demons , Solo would actually be the one (insert woozy emoji bc tumblr mobile said fuck no)

STOP I WASNT EXPECTING ANYONE TO ACTUALLY READ ALL 100 REASONS WHY ARE PEOPLE DOING THAT 😦 but still tyvm i spent a while looking through his wiki and reading up chats and lessons just to make sure everything was canon (insert lip bite emoji bc technology is homophobic and we don’t have one)

honestly tho? sol is the one bc im a whore and i’ll fuck them all demon human or angel just TRY and stop me

okay so I just finished lesson twelve and I hate the devs how could they do this to me

he is made of love and devotion and loves so deeply and truly that it makes me want to cry. he never forgets the small kindnesses offered to him to matter who it was. he is an amalgamation of the love he has received and that is the reason why the first thing he offers MC is his love.

SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP WHO HURT MY BABY?!!?

but like ive deadass never seen this dialogue i didn’t know it existed ??!

@still-a-morosexual-help ur the om expert pls help have u seen this before did i do something wrong why doesnt he love me anymore /j

moonlight.

mammon x gn!reader

heartfelt fluff

Giggles fill your apartment kitchen, music drowning it all out until you two are the only ones who can hear yourselves. This, you think, is love. Love in its purest and most unadulterated form. Love that is unafraid and comfortable and warm. Love that you could lie and bask in like sunlight on your living room floor on a Sunday afternoon.

He’s shirtless and your chests make contact through your flimsy tacky yellow tank top. (The color is ugly and ‘looks like what spoiled BufoEgg Tea would smell like’ according to Mammon, but yellow is his color and the two of you couldn’t stop laughing when you saw it, so into your cart and wardrobe it went.) His arms wrap around your waist, and he arches his back over you so you can actually reach his shoulders. (Tall bastard, you murmur. Not my fault yer such a short human. He grins. Your palm gently pushes his face away and his smile is so bright it steals the breath from your lungs just like he stole your heart oh so long ago.)

The music hums in the background, Dodie and Laufey play through the speakers, voices creating a gentle melody the two of you hum along to. Your lover is tone-deaf, but you still feel your chest bursting at the seams with love when his voice enters your ears.

The two of you rock to the sides together, holding onto each other so tightly that you feel like you might meld together as one. You voice your thoughts, and Mammon says he doesn’t see a problem with that (he grips you closer to him and meets your eyes and you don’t think you would mind either, if you’re being honest.) The midnight moonlight shines through the kitchen windows, and he tucks his face into the crook of your neck, where you know a crooked smile awaits you. You lean on him and pin his head against you, eliciting a laugh from your lover.

“Love you, Mams.”

“Love y’more.” And you can’t help but press your lips against his at the response. It is soft, and sweet, and slow. I am yours. I would follow you to the ends of all of the three realms if you asked me to. I love you. I love you. I love you, it says.

And you think you would stay like this forever, if you could. Right here, right now, with Greed in your arms and Dear Soulmate ringing throughout the room. How fitting it is, that Laufey’s melodious voice starts her chorus as his forehead presses against yours, blue-gold eyes shining so soft in the light you can’t help but melt.

Suddenly you’re pressed against the counter, his arms trapping you against him and suddenly Mammon is at your ear whispering, “Play the song.” Less of a demand and more of a plea, sweet and nearly silent, his voice sends shivers down your spine.

You can’t help but bask in the endearment that surges through you. A hand tangles itself and plays within the white locks belonging to the second-born Sin.

“What song?” A teasing grin from you. A whine from Mammon.

“Y’know, the song.” He pouts against you and his hair tickles your nose as he buries himself further into the space between your head and shoulders as you laugh at his antics.

“Need’ya to tell me what song, baby. Can’t read minds, y’know.” You know exactly what song he’s talking about.

“I hate ya, y’know.”

“You love me.”

He dramatically sighs against your neck. “Wish I didn’t.” A lie and you both know it. Still doesn’t make your smile any less wide.

“Mean. M’not playing the song for you now.”

“You said you didn’t know the song?!” A cry of outrage and mock indignation. You hastily shush him and break out into a fit of quiet laughter.

You motion for him to lean in closer, before whispering urgently and dramatically,

“I lied.”

“…”

“…”

“I was serious when I said I hated ya, y’know.”

A series of breathy giggles leave you and quickly reach Greed’s ears, and soon enough he’s barking out laughter alongside you.

It’s in moments like these that you know things are going to be alright. No matter what, you’ll have your Mammon by your side, and that means things will be okay.

You remember a time before him, before the love of your life was yours, and you can’t believe you ever thought you were alive before him. Darkness had filled every part of your being, and the days had dragged on, long and pointless. You remember coming home to your empty apartment, and the bitterness that used to form a pit in your chest and choke you to the point of tears.

Before you met the boy with stars in his eyes, you didn’t think you would live to your next birthday. How fitting it was, that he had come in in your darkest moments, only to fill you with light. (The sun seemed dim compared to his smile, and you fondly remember the moment you realized that you would do anything for that smile, no matter how troublesome or ridiculous his scheming may be at times.)

“Watcha thinking ‘bout?” A casually posed question, but his eyes betray the slight worry that stained his face.

Mammon, your Mammon. The love of your life and beyond. What would you do without this precious boy? What would you do without the greedy Mammon who willingly had let you steal his golden heart? (You treasure him as though he is the most precious jewel, and Greed finds himself melting into you more often than not partially to avoid being witnessed as the blushing mess he becomes whenever he looks into your eyes, filled with love. All for him, you tell him. And despite being Greed incarnate, he cannot imagine taking all of the entirety that is your love.)

“Nothin’, just thinking about how much I love ya, Mams.”

He blushes furiously and tries stammering out a response, only to give up and once again bury his face into the crook of your neck, whining and mumbling something along the lines of ‘not fair’ and ‘…love ya’ more, human.’ Against your skin.

And while the moonlight shines and Mitski plays in the background, you play his song and sway with him once more.

i love him ur honor. i am in love with him ur honor. i would do anything for this man. tooth-rotting fluff is not a can, but a must.

please please please please offer feedback and criticism hes my fav character and i want to make sure my writing and characterization did him justice :((

anyways yeah credit to @pothologics for the banger playlist that inspired me to write this