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the brothers: mammon is a scumbag
MC: kys lol don’t talk about my meow meow like that
the brothers: ??? excuse me????
MC: i said what i said.
MC: he’s my meow meow 🥺
Mammon: MC!!!!1!1!! 🥺🥺
the brothers, who did not want to hear that:
Satan, who especially did not want to hear the words meow meow and mammon in the same sentence:
mammon: MC would you still love me if i was a worm
MC: ofc id even make you a little worm terrarium so you had a nice and safe little worm home :))
mammon, whispering to himself: love is real.
mammon: my only desire in life is to be stinkin rich (love me mc)
MC: i hate rich people
mammon: jk i love being poor #debtsquad (are we about to kiss)
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
hii a have a ask!! prompt 44 with mammon, fluff!! i can imagine him being a little confused on how to act now that he’s a father but being so happy, so that one is perfect!!
200 followers prompt list!
I apologize in advance I didn’t see the pregnancy prompt in there 😭 I can’t write pregnancy so I put a twist in it!
Mammon x GN! Reader (not specified amab or afab either bc like i said no actual pregnancy it’s a credit card)
Prompt 44: “You could try and sleep it off?”
“I don’t think that will change the fact that I’m carrying your child, sorry.”
You haven’t been feeling well, recently.
Your head is constantly pounding, irritability has become your best friend, and you cry over the smallest things, much to your chagrin.
Mammon, of course, has noticed. He always notices when it comes to you. At first he assumed it was just a bad day, but a bad day turned to bad days, and bad days turned to bad weeks. He’s worried, to say the least, and so he tries to confront you the way he knows best. Obnoxiously and annoyingly. (A few weeks from now you’ll cry over thinking this about your first man. How could you ever think Mammon was annoying?)
“Oi, human!” He starts to stalk over to you, casually yet with a slight urgency that you’re usually able to catch.
You don’t catch it.
You turn rapid fast and send him the most withering, venomous glare you can muster. You think you succeed in whatever you were trying to do, because he stops in his tracks.
“What, Mammon.”
The faux annoyed expression melts off his face and transforms into a mixture of surprise, confusion, and mostly, worry.
“What’s up with you?” A soft murmur as he goes to sit beside you. You melt into him and feel horrible for yelling at him; your eyes start to glisten.
“Nothing. Jus’ tired. Haven’t been feeling well.”
He places a comforting hand on your back, rubbing soothing circles and subconsciously hushing you. “Think ya’ could try and sleep it off?”
You glare. This dumb bitch. “I don’t think that will change the fact that I’m carrying your child, sorry.”
“Wh-whaa!?” Mammon is thousand of years old, but that still doesn’t stop the shock that floods through his brains. What are you talking about?
You slip Goldie out of your pocket and your glare sharpens. “You’ve been asking me to hide her from Lucifer, right?”
A dumbfounded nod.
“Well Lucifer’s been onto me because he knows that I always go along with your fucking plans. I haven’t been able to fucking sleep for the past week, Mammon.”
“…Oh.”
happy pride month to my favorite lesbian mammon 💕
guys if mammon doesn’t win i hope u all know my blood is on ur hands ,,,
REBLOG FOR A LARGER OUTREACH PLEASE AND THANK YOU ‼️‼️
Semifinals
no thoughts just breaking down in mammon’s arms and sitting in his lap while he rocks you back and forth and firmly rubs up and down your back while telling you he’s got you and it’s all going to be okay.
mc crawls over to mammons bed in the middle of the night after lesson sixteen. they seek comfort in him and he gives it wholeheartedly and tenderly.
they reach the bed and he doesn’t even ask, he just lifts the covers and wraps them in his arms.
the nightmares can’t get them this way; their first man will protect them.
no thoughts just hugging mammon with everything you have and crying into the nape of his neck while he hugs you just as tight, just as hard, just as desperately, but also so gently because he’s afraid he’ll break you with how delicate you are right now.
no thoughts just slumping against him after crying out everything left in you and falling asleep while he still holds onto you and kisses the crown of your head because he knows you won’t notice.
no thoughts just his heart breaking because if he had his way he would take your pain onto himself in a heartbeat but he can’t and that’s what hurts the most.
no thoughts just mammon staying with you like that the whole night and checking your pulse occasionally and feeling relieved at it’s presence because it means you’re still here with him.
no thoughts just falling asleep with your first man and having him treat you like you’re the most precious thing in all of the three realms.
no thoughts; just mammon being your rock like he always is.
Can you plz make sub!mammon x dom male reader. I personally think that mammon has a praising kink , so if you can a praise kink i would like that :D
Hope you a good day/night
Love night-anon
Hi! Of course I can do your request and I 100% agree mammon definitely has a praise kink I’ll make your request and have a good day to you too night-anon!
Edit: for anyone who is still seeing this post, I already posted this a while ago and I’ll link it right here
It's a Downpour!
Mammon x Reader
Based on the conversation with Mammon when he comes from while it's pouring
Warnings: None, nice and fluffy fic
You sit idly, studying the pages Belphie recommended for the quiz next week. He was quite skilled with potions after all. A loud crack of thunder sounds as you turn to the next page labeled
(Mammoney)
His name lights up your screen. The second born has sent you a message and the screen lock of your D.D.D. catches your attention making you pick up the device
M. |It's a downpour!|
M. |I'm soaked!|
M. |I was even wearing my favorite jacket. What a waste.|
|I'll come get you.| Y.
M. |Don't worry about it.|
M. |You don't wanna get wet too, do ya?|
|I'll run a bath for you.| Y.
M. |I'd like that!|
M. |A little rain won't stop me now that I know I got you waitn' for me.|
M. |I'm on my way!|
You chuckle at his eagerness and push aside all the books loitering your bed. You'd studied enough for the day so spoiling Mammon for a bit would be a fun break. You hurry to his room and scavenge for a change of clothes that he could change into after his bath
All the spare clothes he'd left in your room were in a dirty pile in the corner waiting to be washed. There were a few similar piles of dirty laundry scattered about on his floor. But you found a clean pair of boxers, some gray sweats and a black tee shirt in his drawers and brought them back to your room
In your bathroom, you kept his clothes in your lap as you sat on the toilet cover. Setting up the water to be nice and warm. A bit hot actually so it wouldn't be cold by the time he got here. You got up and set the clothes on the toilet cover. Setting his spare towel on top of them, managing to see the bubbles Asmo gave you to try out. You grinned, pouring some into the tub and swishing around the water to froth up the bubbles
You waddle out of the bathroom and begin picking up the books and notes you were using to study. Gathering everything and setting them all down on your desk
With that, the front door opens and you swipe a small towel from the rack and grab Mammon's slippers on your way out of your room. You rush out, seeing Mammon's pout turn to a smug grin at the sight of you
You toss the towel at his face "Pat dry a bit so you don't leave a trail of water down the hall" he grumbled, nose scrunching. The pout from only a few seconds ago returning. He kicked off his boots and struggled to remove his socks. His toes curling by how cold the floor was, a visible shiver running down his back. You set his slippers down and smiled at him
Mammon quickly slipped them on and put the towel on his head to start patting down his hair. You grabbed his hand and led him to your room. His tanned hand unusually cold
"Oi human! My room's that way you know" he groaned, blinded by the towel still on his head and now disoriented. His muscle memory telling him they shouldn't have made that turn before the stairs
"I know~" you replied cheekily, dragging him into your room and shoving him into the bathroom and closing the door behind him "Undress and get in, I'll go make some tea and be back. I'll wash your hair if you want" you shouted through the door. Mammon's response muffled by the wooden door
You shrugged, taking whatever he said as his tsundere form of a yes. In the kitchen, Beel was raiding the fridge for his snack before dinner. "Hey Beel!" You smiled at him when he peeked over the fridge door to see who'd called his name. Beel, returning the smile in response to seeing you. Lucifer had brought back some human world tea from his last trip over there and so you wanted to prepare some Chamomile with honey for Mammon "Is there still honey?" You asked, pulling the box of the desired tea from the pantry
"Uhm *munch munch* Oh yeah" he handed you the half empty bottle and you thanked him. Heating up water in the kettle and pouring a couple spoonfuls of honey into two mugs. Cringing as it seeped into the tea bags making them look all sticky
You sat up on a counter and chatted with the famished sixth born waiting for the water to heat. When it did, you poured it into the two mugs. Slipping two coasters into your sweaters pocket to cover them with while they steeped. After the short trip to your room you set both mugs on your side table
"I'm back!" you yell out, moving to the bathroom door and knocking on it. You received no response and so you cautiously peeked in. Mammon stared at you with pastel colored cheeks. Then turning around when you entered the bathroom
He sank into the water blowing raspberries as you kneeled down behind him, his ears were scarlet now. You scrunched your nose, grinning at the adorable dork. Snatching a cup from the side of the tub you dip it into the water and then dump it on his head "H-hey!" He sprang right up turning to attempt to glare at you through the ivory locks sticking to his eyebrows and forehead
Without wasting a single second, you snapped a picture with your D.D.D. Locking it before he had a chance to snatch it away and delete the picture. "That's a keeper" you grin. Grabbing a shampoo bottle "Mine or yours?"
"Mine" he mumbled, flicking some bubbles at you. You switch out the bottle you were holding and pour a bit into your palm. It smelled just like that perfume he always wore. Devilish no.8 was it? No it's no.5 right? Yea, definitely no.5
Either way, you made him turn around so you could lather his hair. Gently rubbing your fingertips into his scalp. He eased back into your bathtub and rested his back on the edge. Somehow managing to nuzzle your hand as you washed his locks. After, you push him a bit forward and tilt his head back; filling the cup again and rinsing out the shampoo properly instead of dumping the water on his head again
You poke his cheek and he peeks an eye open "Finish washing up and get dressed" he pouts at you. You poke your tongue at him and leave the bathroom to finish up on reading the last labeled page of the textbook. The one Satan mentioned would be beneficial with comprehension of possible subjects covered
Halfway through the page "What'cha reading?" Mammon asks, you glance up to see him changed. Towel once again on his head. Placing the book on the side table and removing the coaster from on top the (f/c) mug and taking a sip from it
"Ah, I was just studying for the potion quiz" his face blanked "you forgot about it didn't you" he stammered for and excuse but it only made you chuckle
His face flushed. Embarrassment ever so prominent on his features. Both because of your laugh and his own misfortune "Don't worry, we can study over the weekend. Now sit" you patted the edge of the bed and he took a seat on the floor in front of you
"What's in the mugs anyways?" He looked up at you curiously
You uncovered the yellow mug and passed it to him. Taking to drying his hair after he took it "Human world tea!" You beam happily, gently patting his hair dry "This one's chamomile tea. It's good for sleep and anxiety among other things, probably" he scoffed
"Probably?"
You nodded. Laughing "I don't know, I mean tea is good for you right?" You both laughed. He got up a bit suddenly, a somewhat serious look on his face and got in bed and comfortable under the covers
You quirked a brow at him. Amused "The great Mammon is cold and as your duty as my human you shall warm me up" you shook your head, fighting back a cheeky smile and fixed both mugs on the coasters
You take a final sip and join him under the covers "We have some time before dinner" you murmur, cuddling the demon "Nap time?" He nods into your hair, wrapping his arms around you. He's already half asleep by the time you properly fix the covers on the two of you
~ Bonus ~
"Mccccc?" Asmo nocked and you stirred lightly. He peeped after receiving no reply "It's time for- oh?" He smirked. Snapping a picture of the two of you cuddling before attempting to wake you up
"Mc darling, it's time for dinner" Asmo nudges you gently making you awaken. Repeating himself when you look at him confused, still drowsy. He skips off and leaves you to wake up the second born
It's a picture he sends you over dinner. You in your full bed headed glory mouth a 'thank you' across the table and save the image to set at as a screen lock later
while the fandom likes to agree that mammon befriends crows, I like to headcannon that he's dire enemies with them.
Like, he would even avoid particular fractions of the devildom since crows can recognize the profiles of demons who provoked them. If he had forgotten to not go down a certain route, he would easily remind himself to not take a short cross across the park after being greeted by a mob of disgruntled crows nipping and tormenting at him. When you go to ask why they're so irritated by him, he gives a curt answer by stating that he knocked one of them out of the sky when he noticed it was carrying something shiny.
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.
Warmth in the rain
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.
The Demon Brothers respond to you prank texting them - "I'm breaking up with you"
Ahhh! The official anime for Obey Me releases soon and I CANNOT wait!!!
mad love // Mammon
( ♡ ) pairing : Mammon x fem!girlfriend!reader
( ♡ ) warning : f!reader, human!reader , NOT PROOF READ , jealous Mammon , kinda cringe
The tension in the room escalated, you couldn't help but feel a sense of weariness wash over you. The argument between Mammon and Satan had spiraled out of control, and now it seemed like violence was on the verge of erupting. Beel held Mammon back with a grip, trying to prevent any further escalation.
Satan's warning hung in the air, his frustration evident in his voice. He had reached his breaking point, unable to tolerate Mammon's jealous ass reckless behavior any longer. The demon of greed, however, seemed unfazed by the threat, his defiance shining through his retort. His stubbornness refused to back down, even in the face of potential consequences.
" All right , do it , punch me . See what will happen next ! " Mammon's challenge hung in the air, daring Satan to follow through with his threat. The room fell silent, the tension thickening with each passing second.
Satan yelled, "You wanted this!" and swung his fist, hitting Mammon in the face, causing his head to turn to the side. Levi watched the altercation and bit his lip, quickly looking away. "damn" he thought.
Asmo angrily grabbed Satan's arm, trying to calm him down. His fingers dug slightly into Satan's arm, preventing him from escaping "Let me go! I'm going to teach our brother a lesson," Satan angrily whispered.
Satan's rage burned hot as he Asmo tried to held him down . His eyes blazed with fury, his chest heaving with anger. The room seemed to crackle with tension .
Mammon, clutching his throbbing cheek, slowly regained his composure. Blood trickled from a split lip, staining his teeth crimson. His eyes narrowed, a mixture of pain and defiance flickering within them. He wiped away the blood with the back of his hand, refusing to show weakness.
Belphie came to your side and grabbed your arm. "Do something, [name]!" Belphie whispered-yelled at you. Feeling a sense of responsibility, you gulped and yelled at the two, "You two, stay!" Hoping that the pacts would make them listen to you, but unfortunately, it didn't work. Levi, confused and concerned, asked himself, "What's going on?"
Mammon shouted at Beel, hoping to be released, "Let me go! I’ll kill him ! "
"Oh, I'd be thrilled to witness your attempt! Let's find out what you're capable of," Satan challenged Mammon, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
Beel glanced at you with a pleading expression. " [Name], restrain Mammon! If you're the one restraining him, he might regain his senses." His words resonated with you, and you felt a sense of duty to help calm Mammon down. With a nod, you approached Mammon, hoping that you could have some effect on him.
Whispering softly, you called out to him , " Darling, please " Your voice carried a mix of concern and affection, hoping to reach the Mammon you knew deep down. However, to your surprise and dismay, he didn't even spare a glance at you. With a forceful push, he brushed you aside, disregarding your presence entirely.
The room fell silent, the air thick with tension. Beel's eyes widened in shock, his plea for help now tinged with worry. Satan's smirk faded, replaced by a frown. It was clear that Mammon's anger had consumed him , blinding him to everything else, including the people who cared about him.
Satan sighed , calming himself down , and then with a disapproving shake of his head, addressed Mammon directly " You shouldn't have done that " he said sternly before leaving the room. Levi, not wanting to be a part of the drama, tsked and took Asmodeus by the arm. "Let's go, leave them alone," he suggested, and Asmodeus glanced back at Mammon with a hint of frustration " And you wonder why she doesn't want to spend time with you " Asmo hissed before following Levi and Beel out of the room, leaving you and Mammon alone.
Mammon's shoulders tensed up, his muscles visibly tightening under the weight of his emotions. The silence that enveloped the room spoke volumes, each passing second filled with an unspoken tension that hung in the air. It was as if the atmosphere itself had become charged with his anger, making it palpable and almost suffocating.
You could see the struggle within him, the internal battle raging behind his eyes. His brows furrowed, his jaw clenched, and his fists involuntarily tightened, betraying the turmoil he was experiencing. It was evident that he was torn between his emotions and his stubborn pride.
The hurt in his eyes mirrored the ache in your own heart.
You let out a sigh and glanced at your boyfriend "Hey, Mammon," you said, concern in your voice " I... I'm sorry. I shouldn't have spent so much time with Satan." You apologized, knowing that Mammon doesn't like it when you hang out with other guys too much, especially his brothers .
Raising your hand, you firmly held onto his hand, causing him to stop trembling. Mammon stood there for a moment before turning to look at you, tears welling up in his eyes.
He turned completely towards you and embraced you tightly, tears streaming down his face filled with regret. His hand gently caressed your head as he mumbled apologies. " I'm sorry... I'm so sorry," he sobbed. "I never wanted to hurt you..." he cried.
" It's okay, love " you reassured him with a soft smile, wiping away his tears, your palms resting on his cheeks . Mammon gazed at you, trying to calm his sobs, his palms resting on top of yours.
You smiled softly and rested his head on your shoulder, soothing him with words of love. And suddenly, the monster within him fell asleep as he rested his head on your shoulder.
paring: mammon x black!reader
synopsis: mammon has a lot of fans from modeling
word count: 441
warnings: jealousy jealousy jealousy
type: drabble
a/n: i really like the trope recently where the girl gets jealous and not the guy. probably should've done this prompt for asmo if yall want that..
The cafe was really cute and reminded Y/n of the human world. With an authentic menu of human food choices and the classic fast food style interior, Y/n felt at home. That was until a group of girls walked into the cafe. Mammon was busy placing the order for the two, when the three girls walked in.
The first had long black hair in a high ponytail with green eyes. She wore the same jacket Mammon usually wore which was a dead giveaway these were fan girls. The second had wavy blonde hair and her phone case was just cutouts of Mammon. She wore a tight black dress with flats. The third girl's brown roots were beginning to show as her hair was dyed the same color as Mammon's. She straight up wore a shirt that said I <3 Mammon.
Mammon finished placing the order and took a seat relatively close to the cashier. Y/n sat opposite to him. "Isn't this place amazing babe?" Y/n nodded slowly. "Yeah its great. Did you notice your fangirls." Mammon rambled on. "I love your hair today. And the outfit you chose is really marvelous." "Marvelous? Did Asmo teach you that word?"
The three girls then decided it would great to get an autograph. Y/n could understand. Mammon was undoubtedly the hottest demon in the Devildom and anyone would want to get his autograph. Mammon was so excited he had fans that he ignored the way they got close to him.
The girls giggled and began touching his arms asking about his workout routine. He seemed more then happy to share the details as the girls' eyes lingered at his chest. It seemed like forever before they finally went back to their table to eat. Mammon had a dopey grin on his face and that truly was Y/n's last straw.
"Mammon I can't believe you let them touch you like that." He looked up from his burger, "Like what? They just asked a few questions." Y/n crossed their arms and rolled their eyes. "They were obviously flirting with you." Mammon chuckled, "Everyone does. You get used to it after a while."
Y/n waved a hand in front of his face. "Um hello? I'm the person your dating. I should be the only one to flirt with you." Mammon put down his food and wiped the crumbs with a napkin. He took Y/n's hands in his. "Your really cute when you get needy for my attention. Don't ya worry though. Your the only one I have eyes for."
"I'm the only one dumb enough to date you."