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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.
More than Just Greed
A bit angsty but there's a good ending
The avatar of greed can get insecure and depressed sometimes. Be gentle with him.
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There has never been a place he felt so comfortably safe in than being in your arms, whether in his room or yours. For the first time in who knows how long, he felt so loved and cared for. His brothers relentlessly insulting him for no reason, it's obviously going to take a massive toll the longer it keeps happening. He goes to you whenever their insults get too much for him on some days. You help him, you give him the reassurance he needs and craves for, you look after him and give him the love that he doesn't feel like he deserves. You give him closure.
It made him swell with greed. He wanted your attention on him, he wanted your love, he wanted you. But does he deserve you? Without putting his act, he doesn't feel confident that he does.
He feels vulnerable and it makes him feel conflicted. He hasn't felt that way with anyone, when was the last time he had a heart to heart conversation with any of his brothers? Years and years of harsh and hurtful insults and being treated like trash. It made him feel like he doesn't deserve anything.
It hurts and it keeps hurting. What if he's just overreacting? He hasn't known you for that long yet here you are, being his safe space. What if you get annoyed and fed up with him? Surely you're just doing this to get something out of him.
"You're okay, Mammon. I've got you." Ah, the sound of your voice. It brings him comfort. His head buried into your chest, arms wrapped tightly around you, legs comfortably tangled with one another. "You can let it out, you're safe. I'm right here for you." Soft words filled with affection mades his heart soar. It cuts down his negative thoughts and fills him with hope; hope that he's more than just a greedy scumbag who's good for nothing. You think of him differently, but do you love him back the same way he loves you? Or is your love for him strictly platonic?? It doesn't matter, he's still happy that you love him regardless of what type.
But it does matter, he's just trying to deny it.
His insecurities get the best of him sometimes. Seeing you hang out with his brothers or the angels, or even the shady sorcerer, you seem to be having so much fun with them. Do you enjoy spending time with him too? What if you were only spending time with him because he was being too needy for you? Was his greed for you too much at times? Have you already fallen for one of them? He's sure that they would treat him better than he could.
Great, now he sounds like Levi.
There would be days where he would hide away in his room, no motivation to plan out another money making scheme. No mental strength to put up with his brothers bullying. Nothing. Today was definitely one of those days.
The lights kept off, blanket over his head, him trying to block out all the thoughts racing inside his head. What if this, what if that, it won't stop. Do they this, do they that, what about you made him feel so... Insecure? That's not it. Vulnerable? Maybe that's it. Exposed? No that's not it either.
"Hey Mammon? I'm coming in, okay?" A knock ripped him out of his train of thought. The sound of the door knob sneaking quietly as it turned, the sound of the door clicking shut and the little patters of feet making his way towards him. He felt the bed dip as you sat down, as much as he wanted to see you, he didn't want you seeing him in such a state.
"What do ya want?" His voice sounded strained, it lacked all the feisty enthusiasm he would usually have.
"If you want me to leave, I will do that. I just wanted to check up on you," You slid your hand under the blanket, "grab my hand if you want me to stay, don't you if you don't want me to." You gave him the option. You wanted to give him options and not confine him with limits. You gave him some time, being patient with him. He hasn't said anything or made any movements, you knew he didn't fall asleep either. You slowly moved your hand out of the blanket, ready to give him the space and time alone, before feeling a hand grabbing it and pulling it back under the sheets. "Do you want to talk about it?" You kept your voice low. You were responded with silence but that's okay. You knew he was working up the courage to say something. You've been there for him on his bad mental days before and you'll willingly be there for him again.
Patience is a virtue, as some would say.
"Will I ever be more than a good for nothing, greedy scumbag?" He started, his voice was shaky. You moved your hand so it was placed on top of his, giving him a reassuring squeeze for him to continue. "I hear it every single day from them. I'm always their punching bag, the first to blame when something goes wrong, will I ever be more than the avatar of greed?" Words filled with insecurity spewed out of his mouth, words that broke your heart the more he opened up to you. It wasn't often that he would open up so any time he would, you would give him your full attention. You want to make sure he felt heard. The sound of muffled hiccups and sniffles filled the room, you waited for him to finish before giving your words of closure and love to him.
"You're more than just a demon of greed, Mammon. You're THE great Mammon, my first man and the protector of the human world's representative." You slid your other hand under his, holding his hand with both of yours now. "I'll go have a chat with them later about how they treat you but I want to make sure you're okay before I step out of this room. Can I come underneath the blanket with you?" He tugged you in as a yes. You slid underneath the blanket, immediately feeling him crawl into your arms. You moved your hand up to his cheek, rubbing your thumb against his warm skin.
"Do you love me, MC?"
"Where did this come from?"
"Please just answer it." He wanted to hear you say it. That's all he wanted at this very moment. If he doesn't have the guts to say it himself, he craves hearing you say it at least.
"Of course I love you, Mammon." You pulled him in closer, holding him tightly.
"... In what way...?" Should he be getting his hopes up? Was he going to regret asking so impulsively? Is he about to be let down?
"I love you in a way where I want to be stay by your side until the end, as cheesy as it sounds." He felt a smile crawl on to his lips. "I love you in a way where I want to be the first person you think of telling when something big or small happens. To heaven and back to hell, I love you so much, with all my heart. You, Mammon, have my heart. It's yours."
His heart bloomed with greed and joy. You were his, he was the one who won your heart. Whatever he did, you had fallen for him. He's the winner.
"I love you too... Thank you for loving me."
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I hope you guys liked this!
Also, do you guys prefer mc or y/n bc I don't know which one to use ;;