Rainy Love

Rainy love

I am SO smitten for mammon so I ramble a lot in this, sorry!

You and Mammon are out on a date but it starts raining! That's okay though, it worked out well in the end.

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Going out on dates with the avatar of greed were always either last minute or they have been planned for ages and he's just been too nervous to ask if you want to go on a date. Regardless, they were still fun, even if sometimes the both of you get scolded coming home to an angry (and worried) Lucifer.

Today though, you guys were out enjoying a walk together. Holding hands, chatting away, stopping to look at something that caught one of your interests and then trying to hold back Mammon from impulsively buying it. He's going to come back for it, especially if it caught your eyes.

The two of you were currently sat down outside a cafe, eating whatever you guys thought looked good. Flirty comments, playful banter, occasional teasing went back and forth. You started going on a rant about something. Of course he was listening but he couldn't help but stare at you, feeling his heart race. Everything about you was so perfect to him; he knows about your insecurities and the flaws that you have, he acknowledges them and accepts them. He's not the type to hold them against you. You're you and that's all he could've ever asked for.

He felt so warm being with you. He felt so loved and accepted, you didn't shout insults straight at his face, you didn't belittle him every time he opened his mouth. Wow isn't this easy, being nice to someone? He felt so much love for you and the feeling knowing that you love him back just as much? A bit more or less, he didn't care, the fact that you liked, no, LOVED him back made him feel like he could die happy. He's absolutely smitten for you but he'll never admit that to you, his brothers will do it for him though.

"Oh the great, one and only Mammon, are you still there? You're just staring at me with that goofy smile." You waved your hands in front of his face, making him snap out of his trance. "Did you hear anything I said?"

"My smile is NOT goofy, thank you very much!" He scoffed, trying to play it off, "A-And of course I, THE great Mammon, heard what you were saying!"

"Okay, what was I just talking about then." You smirked at him, watching him fumble with his words as he tried to make an excuse to why he wasn't listening. The chatter kept going, everything felt so perfect. Mammon telling stories about the dumb stuff him and his brothers have done and you making comments every so often that ends up with the two of you laughing. "We should start heading back, it's getting late. I don't want to deal with Lucifer being an angry dad."

"Ugh, always ruining the fun." He grabbed his stuff and stood near you, waiting for you to get up. He held his hand out to you, feeling a smile and a blush crawl onto his face when you intertwined your hands with his. It's a feeling that he wishes would never go away. The walk back home was the same, his hand squeezing your hand every so often. He couldn't ask for anyone better, he'll do anything to keep you by his side and he means it.

Everything was warm and light-hearted until he felt something wet drop onto his head. One after another and it started bucketing down on the two of you. You both ran to the nearest shelter, hands still holding each other's.

"Argh! Stupid rain, ruining our perfect date."

"Oh, it was a date now, was it?"

"Shut it." He gave you a small glare before focusing his eyes on the rain. It was dark, street lamps being the only source of light. "I would've bought an umbrella if I knew it was going to rain, damn it!"

"I swear it never rains here so it's not your fault, Mammon." You used your unoccupied hand to cup his face, making him look your way. "It's alright."

"But still... I was really enjoying today with ya..." his voice got quieter as he continued to speak, shifting his eyes away from yours. Even after being together for a while, he still gets shy saying affectionate things. It's endearing.

There was music softly playing from one of the shops down the street, the rain was muffling it but it can still be heard. An idea popped inside your head which plastered a grin onto your face.

"And what's stopping you from still enjoying it? A bit of water?" Your hands tightening around his before pulling him out with you into the pouring rain.

"We're going to get SICK!" He yelled. You didn't care. You pulled him towards you, his body colliding to yours as you wrapped your arms around his shoulder. His arms instinctively wrapped around your torso. He won't admit it, but it did feel kind of nice standing under the wet weather with you. You started swaying your body, his body copying your actions.

"Dance with me, Mammon. We can still enjoy this right?" You looked up at him, seeing him stare deeply into your eyes. He nodded, being the first one to take a step back. His hand connected with yours again, placing his other hand on your waist. You rested your arm on his, extended the arm that was holding his slightly.

As the music continued to play, the two of you start dancing. None of you knew what you were doing but that's okay, it's the thought that counts. He spun you around a couple of times, you did the same back to him but he only spun reluctantly. Sometimes the song playing would have a fast tempo, making the both of you move around like idiots. Sometimes the tempo would be slow and the both of you would still be moving around like idiots but slower and more lovingly. Who knows how long you guys have been dancing for at this point.

He spun you around again and surprised you with a dip. You wrapped your hand around his neck, the other clinging onto his wet jacket, scared you were going to fall onto the ground, as if you weren't already drenched from head to toe. His hand held your back, preventing you from falling, the other was snaked around your waist. He pulled you in closer, being only inches apart from you.

"I love you so much, it drives me crazy." He started, pressing his forehead against yours, "You never fail to make me feel happy, even on my worst days. I really do love ya. Nothing, in all three realms, will ever change that." He pushed his lips onto yours, feeling you immediately kiss him back. He pulled you back up so you were standing on both feet again.

Whenever one of you would pull away, the other would pull the other back in, wanting more. His hands cupped your face, pulling you in for a deeper kiss. He couldn't get enough of you.

"Mammon... We should really get back before we get really sick." You were the first to push him away, feeling a little breathless.

"Yeah, we really should." The look in his eyes were filled with fondness. Endearment. Passion, if you may.

You guys booked it home, as expected, only coming home to an angry Lucifer as he was scolding the both of you for being out late AND getting drenched. The two of you spent the next few days in bed with a cold but at least you had each other.

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I had no idea where this was going lol, this was all impulsive writing, sorry. I hope you guys enjoyed it tho.

“ dumbass anniversary ” [ katsuki bakugou ]

→ summary: you drag your exasperated boyfriend to a botanical garden in december to celebrate your anniversary, then quickly regret it when you remember that december is very cold. luckily, katsuki is very warm and doesn't mind you leeching off of him. (also dec. 6 is your anniversay) written for @katsoon 's lover's lane collab [listed as @/iizuwuku]

→ pairing: bakugou x gn!reader

→ word count: 1,351

→ warnings: lots of expletives from bkg, flustered katsuki, very cheesy flirting, 100% fluff. it's not december but this is based on the fact that my hometown made the very smart decision to open a botanical garden in december and me and my friend visited. this is very self-indulgent and one of the most self-inserty fics i've done. (love me most ardently is a pride and the prejudice quote!)

KATSUKI DIDN'T EVEN REMEMBER HOW YOU GOT HIM TO AGREE TO THIS. He's always hated the cold, breeze nipping his skin raw and his breath sticking to his cheeks. But you did- this had been your bright idea, even if no one would be able to tell. You had practically dragged him out of the apartment, it'll be fun, Kats! You'd quickly grown to regret the decision. The garden was void of most other people, normal people, who knew that December was too cold a month to be visiting a botanical garden.

He tips his chin as another hard gust of wind blows through the garden, ruffling both of your hair and sending a violent shiver down your spine. Katsuki pins you under a sharp stare before tucking you tighter under a heavy arm. You accept the opportunity and press against his chest- warmth finally seeping back into your hands. He flinches at the press of your nose against his throat, but warm hands find their way to your back nonetheless- pulling you closer in a futile attempt to get rid of non-existent space.

"Who picked an outdoor date for December?" You grumble, pushing further into his neck, "whoever they are, they're dumb," warm breath cools against the tender skin of his neck.

Katsuki scoffs unhelpfully, eyes rolling gently as he continues rubbing up and down your back, "aww, don't be so hard on yourself, dumbass." His lips press into the pinch of your brows, smoothing it out, "they're the ones who decided opening a garden in the middle of winter was a good idea."

You huff indignantly, trying to burrow deeper into the soft cotton of his scarf. "It's cold," you whine, words all muffled by skin and fabric. His lips quirk into a soft smile at the noise. "Why'd you have to ask me out in December, huh?"

"First of all, December's always cold, baby. You forget that when you refused to put on any more layers?" He shifts into a comically high-pitched voice, "I don't need a scarf! I'll be fine, Kats- it's not even supposed to be that cold."

You pull away to glare at him, annoyance completely squashed by the soft smile he's wearing, "and if you wanted a spring anniversary, you shouldn't've looked so cute in that damn santa hat. Maybe then I would've waited a couple months to finally ask you out." His cheek nudges your temple, lips brushing the skin, "c'mere, angel." You huff once more, breathing into his scarf, before you nestle against him.

Katsuki cups your hands between his, pulling them to his lips- warm breath spreading to the tips. He keeps them clasped firmly between his own over-heated hands as you walk, lips finding your temple. The full force of his warmth washes over you. You let out a quiet, contented chuff as you slack against him. His stupid little lovesick smile grows.

"Thank you, baby," you breathe, grinning into his chest. "Don' know what I'd do without you."

"Perish." He scoffs softly, scowling as you jerk back to glare up at him, "tch- stay still." Katsuki flings a scarf over your neck, warm hands brushing your throat as he fits the ends into a knot, tucking the material into your coat gently.

"Where'd you even get that?"

"Home. I knew you'd need it," he answers softly, glancing back at the garden, "you gonna finish your dumb as shit game now?"

Katsuki's nearly taken aback by how quickly your mood changes, nodding against his shoulder as your eyes start to wander. "I spy with my little eye... something... green."

He groans, throwing his head back and eyes falling shut, "how many times do I gotta tell you, you can't keep pickin' the same damn tree over and over. Gonna give me a damn headache."

"It's not a tree this time! Promise!"

"Is it a fuckin' bush?"

The glare Katsuki levels you with has you withering, thunking your forehead back against his collar, "okay, okay, fine. I spy with my little eye something... beautiful."

"Y'know, that doesn't really seem like a fuckin' colour."

"Go along with it, blasty."

"Beauty's pretty damn subjective." He rolls his eyes, but still tips his chin to look around, "orange flowers over there?"

"Too pukey," you refute, ignoring his rough sigh.

"The lights on the trees?"

You have to lift up from your warm little cocoon in his arms, "too busy." You can feel his urge to rub at his eyes, brows pinched together and lips pressed firm.

"Sweetheart," the way he breathes out the word, tired, is the closest thing Katsuki gets to whining. His head falls to rest in the crook of your neck, digging his face into the skin.

You laugh, fingers running through the short hair on the back of his neck, "come on, Kats- keep guessing. You're almost there! I can feel it." Your grin widens as he lifts up to scan the park once more.

He seems to come up empty handed because he huffs once again and looks up at the sky, "I dunno, the sky?" You watch him with a grin, the sky- stars barely having breached the muddied colours of late afternoon.

"Too ugly."

"Huh? Ugly?" Katsuki baulks, looking up quickly before staring down at you as if you've grown an extra head, "insulting nature, now? What's prettier than the literal fuckin' sky, dumbass?"

Bouncing onto the balls of your feet, your smile widens, "you give up yet?"

"If I knew that was an option," he grumbles- still looking over the garden one last time, "would've given up a long damn time ago."

"Ah, no you wouldn't- you don't like to lose."

"Not fuckin' losing anything- it's a stupid kids game."

"But you are giving up, then?"

He sucks his teeth, glaring down at you, "I guess."

Your face splits into a smile, hands wrapping up in his scarf to yank him down, leaning forward so your noses nudge against each other, "you, Kats." The reaction is immediate, a dramatic groan and eye-roll, pushing his face against your throat in an attempt to hide his flush.

"Shut up."

"Awww," you laugh. "But I'm trying to court you, baby. Is it working? Are you feeling wooed? Sought after? You're so popular now, gotta make sure I keep you interested in me."

He groans again, nipping softly at your pulse point, "you're so annoying."

You let out a dramatic gasp, one that nearly startles him back straight, "I can't believe you! After all I've done for you!" You can't keep a smile off your face, curling back into his body heat. "Well," you huff, "have fun spending the next December 6th by yourself."

"Oh, angel, but I already have the trip booked. Guess I'll have to find someone else to hole up on a beach with for two weeks, then." His tone's all soft and teasing, one that he usually saves for inside your apartment. He must've decided that tucked between two rose bushes was secluded enough.

"Mmm, maybe I can stick around for one more year," you whisper teasingly, chin resting against his chest so you can peer up at him. He huffs, chin tilting back out of your reach. You laugh softly, rolling up onto the balls of your feet to cup his face. Your lips press against the flat of his forehead, the round of his nose, along the wisp of his lashes, before finally slotting against his own. You retreat back to flat feet to let your mouth smooth against his sharp jaw and the line of his neck before you're tucked back away into the safety of his neck.

"Oi, where ya think you're goin'?" He shoulders you within reach, lips pressing over the expanse of your cheek before locking back onto your own. "Not so brave now, huh?" He teases, littering bites along the length of your neck, "don' know what I'm gonna do with you, angel."

"Love me most ardently?"

Katsuki groans, palm coming to cover your face to push you away from him, muffling your frantic laughing, "shut up and die."

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Oh….

Has everybody heard about the new thing? You’re supposed to go to inspirobot, and your first generated result is what your 2022 is going to be like.

…here’s mine….

uh oh.

How do you think Mammon would deal with his s/o sending him playlist. It’s a bunch of sweet to spicy romance songs. Like Dna little mix. Ailee Nobody else.

mammon & romantic playlists.

oh my god i have a lot to say about this.

— i feel like the moment he gets your message with the link to the playlist, that demon would overanalyse every single lyrics in the songs you added. that's simply because i feel like mammon himself likes sending you a compilation of songs that remind him of you as well.

— like you would be getting ready for bed late in the evening and then realize that you hadn't seen the second oldest come out of his room ever since the family had dinner. then you'd suddenly get a notification from him with a link and a simple text that contains "made this for you. check it out will ya?"

— his playlist had tons of songs, which resulted into the duration of it to be over 9 hours. the avatar of greed had spent his entire afternoon and evening picking out songs that reminded him of you. the lyrics would contain hidden romantic messages and he hoped that you would get what he was implying by sending you them. he even put the songs in a specific order so they would spell out another cute message.

— so! when you are the one sending him the playlist instead, mammon would feel so many emotions at once. he's blushing, teary eyed, heart beating fast in his chest, his hands panicking on what to do while he tries to listen to the other songs you picked out for him. oh also, the white haired demon would kick his feet up in excitement and embarassment when he realizes that they are all romantic / sweet ones.

— the avatar of greed would download your playlist on his phone and listen to it all the time: at school, at student council meetings (even if lucifer scolds him for having one earphone in while he's discussing something important), at the gym and on the way to wherever. going on a quick trip to the supermarket without you physically next to him? his earphones are blasting your playlist. eating dinner with the brothers while you aren't around? best believe that same playlist is on again.

— mammon would shower you with his love even more after the moment you sent him the songs (if that's possible, because that man admires you so much already). he'd stick to your side and maybe, if he builts up the courage to ask you, he tells you to make him more playlists.

— sometimes when he's bored, he pulls out your playlist and replays the songs that contain the sweetest lyrics. he even silently screams into his pillow when he realizes how cheesy the lines are.

— lastly, the second oldest always fails to hide the smile forming on his face whenever he listens to your playlist. therefore, when he's out in the city, other demons sometimes catch him smiling to himself with only his earphones in. his fingers would also fidget with the hem of his shirt in embarassment as he imagines you saying the exact lyrics to him.

in conclusion: mammon best character.

I thought about that and now I can’t unsee

Dating Mammon Headcanons

- Literally so clingy, like he’s always touching you in some kind of way like he’s afraid you’re going somewhere.

- One of his primary love languages in terms of receiving is words of affirmation, he’d love a specific pet name only for him.

-Will plan dates that are usually pretty cheap (he’s broke, okay?) but always super fun. Like movie nights at home, walks along the pier, romantic stuff like that. He has stolen borrowed Asmo’s magazines for date advice.

-Every once in a while though, he’ll plan a super extravagant date. Not only will it be expensive though, it’ll be something super personal and almost handcrafted for you.

- LOVES cuddles. Like he will sneak into your room for cuddles at night. You’ll wake up to white hair in your face and strong arms around you.

- He loses some of his tsundere act but it’s still usually there in public even though everyone knows he’s whipped. In private though, that’s a different story.

- Speaking of him being whipped, he will kill a man for you and you don’t even really have to ask?! You could make a sarcastic comment about wanting someone dead and he’ll be racing to beat them up. You gotta control him.

- Satan will make you come to study sessions cause Mammon will only actually do someone if he’s promised kisses or cuddles as a reward.

- Most of his nicknames for you have the word ‘my’ in front of them. He’s a greedy boy.

- He’s incredibly emotionally mature under the tsundere act, he ALWAYS knows when you’ve had a bad day. It’s like a sixth sense and he always knows how to comfort you.

- His crows will bring you gifts. He’ll be a little heartbroken if you throw them away but if he finds them in like a box in your room he will cry happy tears.

- He LOVES you running your hands through his hair, loves it.

- Will unsubtly place his clothes in your room hoping you wear them. On the same note he will spray your bedsheets with his cologne, especially when he visits you up in the human world. He just wants you to feel like he’s there 😭

- Speaking of which, when you go to the human world this boy is texting you NONSTOP. He can’t sleep without your voice, FaceTime him please!

- Forehead kisses. That is all.

- Will always cook your favourite foods when it’s his turn to cook. Beel is wondering how he can get Mammon to do that for him.

- Will bring you photos of him from modelling shoots cause he wants to be told he’s a pretty boy.

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