Mammon And His Lil Brothers Awww

Mammon and his lil brothers awww

🌹

just a sentence is too boring so im giving a snippet <3 have some mean mammon ->

“Oi! It’s me! Th’ hell ya locked the door for?! Open up!” Mammon, your supposed guide to all things Devildom, shouts at the top of his lungs. You wince. 

Oh. 

You scramble to your feet, interrupting the beginnings of a new assault on your door handle by opening it a smidge. Only half of your face shows, and you squint at the onslaught of light. 

Mammon’s attention seems to perk, his head pushing forward, slouch straightening, and he gestures his hand at you. “Are ya tellin’ me ya ain’t even dressed yet?! Lords, Lucifer’s gonna kill me! Ya humans are so incompetent, I swear!”

You glare at him, then promptly shut the door in his face. 

Basked in the darkness of your room again, you head towards your bed – and jump when the door slams open behind you. 

“What the fu–” you begin, but Mammon interrupts you.

“Ohh-hohoho, ya gotta lotta nerve, human! Who d’ya think you are?” He snaps, and you turn to face him – but he’s already plopped his dandy ass at the end of your bed.

“Who the hell do you think you are?” you mimic. Immediately, you regret your words, remembering he’s a demon, he could kill you in two seconds flat, but he just lets out a snort.

The room is still relatively dark, and when you squint to focus on him, his eyes seem to have a hazy golden glow. Eerie.

Cool, but eerie.

“Ya blind or somethin’? Dumb too? Ya need me ‘ta help ya waddle ‘round on yer two feet?” His grin isn’t kind. It’s nearing sadistic, bullyish. 

“Jesus fucking Christ, dude,” you mutter in disbelief.

// not sure if i'll ever finish this wip, even though i have a lot of it done!! WIP is from a piece where MC/you decide not to go up the attic stairs! It's horror<3

🌹

just a sentence is too boring so im giving a snippet <3 have some mean mammon ->

“Oi! It’s me! Th’ hell ya locked the door for?! Open up!” Mammon, your supposed guide to all things Devildom, shouts at the top of his lungs. You wince. 

Oh. 

You scramble to your feet, interrupting the beginnings of a new assault on your door handle by opening it a smidge. Only half of your face shows, and you squint at the onslaught of light. 

Mammon’s attention seems to perk, his head pushing forward, slouch straightening, and he gestures his hand at you. “Are ya tellin’ me ya ain’t even dressed yet?! Lords, Lucifer’s gonna kill me! Ya humans are so incompetent, I swear!”

You glare at him, then promptly shut the door in his face. 

Basked in the darkness of your room again, you head towards your bed – and jump when the door slams open behind you. 

“What the fu–” you begin, but Mammon interrupts you.

“Ohh-hohoho, ya gotta lotta nerve, human! Who d’ya think you are?” He snaps, and you turn to face him – but he’s already plopped his dandy ass at the end of your bed.

“Who the hell do you think you are?” you mimic. Immediately, you regret your words, remembering he’s a demon, he could kill you in two seconds flat, but he just lets out a snort.

The room is still relatively dark, and when you squint to focus on him, his eyes seem to have a hazy golden glow. Eerie.

Cool, but eerie.

“Ya blind or somethin’? Dumb too? Ya need me ‘ta help ya waddle ‘round on yer two feet?” His grin isn’t kind. It’s nearing sadistic, bullyish. 

“Jesus fucking Christ, dude,” you mutter in disbelief.

// not sure if i'll ever finish this wip, even though i have a lot of it done!! WIP is from a piece where MC/you decide not to go up the attic stairs! It's horror<3

if you take out all the murder, the ending of assassination classroom is reflected in any student-teacher bond. no matter how close they become, there is always a ticking clock on the relationship. you only get one year with that teacher, with that class. the end of the year may as well be the end of the world. everything the students learn brings them closer to the point when they can leave the teacher behind. after graduation, the students will move on to their futures, armed with all the knowledge they've gained, but the teacher can't come with them.

there's a reason every episode's title has the word "time" in it. because the whole show is about the time class e gets to spend together, and the titles are a constant reminder that that time is limited.

the assassination of koro-sensei is class e's graduation. from that moment forward, the teacher, the class, and middle school itself, are no longer a part of their lives. it would seem the message is that nothing lasts forever. the sakura blossoms always fall, children always grow up, and the fun times always end.

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY you know I keep my promises ;3

He forgot to take the tag off

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY you know I keep my promises ;3

He forgot to take the tag off