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reverie-starlight · 8 months

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{glasses- mammon x MC}

in which you and mammon spend time in the human world doing one of your least favourite activities- shopping for new frames.

I started this in february when I came to the realization that I needed new frames and an immediate feeling of dread set in. I hate frame shopping. but I love mammon. so this was born. also I shared a snippet of this forever ago, so here's the full thing.

gn!MC, no physical description other than wearing glasses and not liking contacts.

warnings: none, just 2.9k words of fluff!

“Ugh,” you groaned mostly to yourself, but also to whoever wanted to respond, “why is shopping for glasses so difficult?”

You were doing some online shopping in the dining room as the others either played cards or worked on their own projects. Mammon, who was beside you, leaned over and scrolled through the options.

“Remind me why ya even need new ones? The frames ya have now are good aren’t they?”

You sighed. Since coming to the Devildom, you noticed that your vision seemed to be getting slightly worse. So you brought it up to Lucifer one day, explaining that you had to make a trip to the human world to get a new prescription and pick out some new frames.

Devildom eye care didn’t exactly cater to humans just yet.

The appointment wasn’t for another few days but you wanted to get an idea of what you wanted so the pain and disappointment of standing around for hours looking for frames was lessened.

“I’ve had these frames for a few years now and I don’t want them to break with new lenses in them. It’s better to just get new frames and lenses so they last longer overall.”

“Oh, got it. So why don’t ya get something completely different? Shake it up a bit, try something new?”

“That’s like saying I should change my entire appearance,” you turned to face him. “For me, my glasses are a huge part of my self-image. I don’t wear contacts, I don’t like them, so making sure I have glasses that suit my face that I’m also confident in is a must.”

“Alright, I get that. Well can ya just get a new pair in the exact same style, then?”

You shook your head. “I already looked on that store’s website, they don’t make it in the colour I want anymore.”

“Huh, so it really is that difficult.”

You rolled your eyes but hummed in agreement anyway.

“MC, why can’t you just get the lenses and put them into some frames you find here? I’m sure you’d find much nicer ones down here anyway!” Asmo suggested from his end of the table.

“That’s not how it works, Asmo, they have to do that with a machine and I doubt they’d just give MC loose lenses,” said Satan, looking up from his card game with Levi.

“How odd,” he pondered for a second. “Well let me help you then! I bet I could help you find something that suits you better than what you have now!”

You gave him a look and he scoffed. “Oh please, I’m not saying what you have now is bad, I’m just saying with enough searching I could find something perfect for you!”

“That’s alright, Asmo, but thank you. I have a few options saved that I’d like to try already. I really don’t want to stray too far from what I have now.”

“Hmm, suit yourself,” he shrugged and went back to reading his magazine.

You rolled your shoulders back and stretched your arms above your head. “I’m starting to get a stress headache so I’m going to my room for a bit. I’ll see you guys at dinner.”

A chorus of farewells sounded as you stood up and collected your things. You tilted your head, motioning for Mammon to follow you. He did so happily, getting up and trailing after you.

Once you were settled in your room, laying on your bed, lights off and window open to combat your headache, Mammon locked the door and gently pulled you on top of him as he laid down with you. He began gently rubbing your temples. You nuzzled into his touch and he smiled a bit.

“Hey, MC,” he was careful not to speak too loud.

“Mhm?”

“Do ya think ya could convince Lucifer to let me go to your appointment? I doubt he’d say yes if I asked.”

You nodded the best you could in your position. “I already asked if you could come with me and he said it was fine. We just can’t tell the others ‘cause in his words ‘they’ll act up and cause problems’.”

He huffed out a laugh and brought his hand down to stroke your cheek for a second. You whined and dragged his hand back up to your temple. “Oh, sorry,” he apologized, and then a couple minutes later he added, “He’s right, though.”

He didn’t get a response because you had already fallen asleep.

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Since you and Mammon had gotten a free pass out of classes for the day, you both basked in the warmth of your blankets for a bit longer after your usual alarm went off two days later.

Mammon groaned and stretched out a bit. “MC, why’d ya set your alarm so early? We don’t have to go to RAD today, let’s sleep in a bit longer.”

You smiled and ran a hand through his hair. “Don’t worry, I’m not planning on getting up just yet,” you yawned. “I just wanted to set my alarm early so I don’t end up oversleeping.”

“Hmm alright. Well wake me up later, then.”

You tugged a strand of his hair and giggled when he yelped. “No way, pretty boy, if you fall asleep I’m gonna end up falling asleep too. Just stay awake with me.”

He grumbled a bit but eventually sat up and stretched. “Fine, whatever. But ya owe me bigtime!”

“Mhm, whatever you say, Mammon.”

“I mean it!”

“I know, dear.”

“You’re messin’ with me.”

“I am, dear.”

He growled and lunged for you, making you shriek. “Payment for making me get up early starts now,”

You laughed and let him roll on top of you. He looked up at you expectantly and you raised an eyebrow. “Oh? Does the mighty avatar of greed want something from me? Whatever could it be?”

“Watch it, MC, I’m in prime position to make ya regret teasin’ me if ya keep this up,” one of the hands wrapped around you moved up to trace over your sides and you squirmed a bit. Not really in the mood to get hyper so early in the morning, you gave in and continued playing with his hair. “That’s a good human.”

You rolled your eyes affectionately and enjoyed the next few moments of peace before you really had to get up.

An hour later the both of you were in the kitchen attempting to make some quick breakfast.

To neither yours nor Mammon's surprise, Beel was digging through the fridge in his uniform. He glanced up and did a double take when he saw his brother. “Why aren’t you in uniform, Mammon? You’re going to be late if you don’t start leaving soon.”

You shared a worried look. You hadn’t come up with an excuse yet for the off chance any of the others questioned him.

“Uh, I’m not feelin’ great today, Beel.” He said unconvincingly.

He gave Mammon a once over and raised an eyebrow. “But you’re dressed.”

“Are the others gone already?” You cut in, trying to divert his attention.

He nodded and didn’t push the previous subject any further. “I’m the last one here aside from Lucifer. The others left ten minutes ago.”

“You should get going then, I wouldn’t want you to be late!” You tossed him a bag of fruit and ushered him out of the kitchen before he could question anything else. On his way out, he wished you luck on your eye exam.

Once he was gone you glanced at your boyfriend. “He’s going to tell the others and they’re going to race back here when they realize, so we should hurry.”

You pulled him out of the kitchen just as he was reaching for a slice of bread. “Wha- hey! MC, what about breakfast?”

“If we leave within the next ten minutes, we can get some food in the Human world before my appointment. Let’s go find Lucifer.”

You both walked out into the hall and immediately came to a halt. The eldest brother stared down at you with a raised eyebrow. “You were looking for me?”

“Yes! Beel saw Mammon out of uniform so I figured we only have a limited amount of time to get to the castle and into the portal before the others come back and insist on coming with us.”

Lucifer sighed and pinched his nose. “Alright, come along, then.”

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You were thankful that Barbatos didn’t have you appear in the middle of a busy street, but the looks you got from strangers passing by as you and Mammon walked out of an alleyway with rumpled clothes and messed up hair really weren’t that much better.

After smoothing out the evidence of your interdimensional travel methods and wandering around a bit, you were brought to the front of a quaint cafe.

You checked your phone and saw that there was still time before you had to head to your appointment (you made sure that Barbatos opened a portal fairly close to the optician’s place for time and money’s sake). “We can get food here, Mammon, is that okay?”

He nodded and grinned. “Whatever ya want, babe, it’s on me.”

You raised an eyebrow. “Do you have any currency from this country on you?”

He pursed his lips. “...ya have a point.”

You kissed his cheek. “Very sweet offer, though, my love, I appreciate it.”

“I’ll treat ya when we get back home,” he promised, standing up a little straighter and nodding once in assurance. You pretended not to notice the faint blush dusting his cheeks after receiving your affection.

You took his hand and led him into the shop.

When you were finished eating and enjoying some warm drinks, you made your way over to the clinic where your exam would take place. You walked in and glanced over at Mammon. “Have you ever been to a human eye doctor before?”

He shook his head. “Human medical exams aren’t really my scene when I’m up here, ya know?”

You shrugged. “I get that. But you've never been curious to see how they work or how they’re different from a Devildom eye exam?”

He scoffed. “That sorta thing is more up Satan’s alley, ya know how he is with that stuff.”

You laughed. “Yeah, I remember this one time during my first year in the Devildom, he kept asking me about a bunch of human world things he had read about. Wanted to know firsthand if they were true or not. I could barely keep up with all of his questions.”

He sighed fondly and shook his head a bit. “Sounds about right.”

You made sure you were checked in before taking a seat in the waiting room. A few minutes later, your name was called and you were both led to the tonometer.

“Okay, MC, we’re just going to have you rest your chin up on here and you’re going to feel a puff of air blow into one side.”

Mammon’s eyes widened. When the lady conducting the first test stepped out of the room for a second to grab something, he whispered “why do they need’a blow air into your eye?! Isn’t that dangerous?”

You snorted. “Calm down, it doesn’t hurt you. It just makes you flinch a bit and measures how much pressure your eye can take.”

“Oh, alright then.”

“Sorry for the wait, are you ready to begin?”

Once you got done with the tonometer and actually went through the process of seeing the eye doctor and doing the other standard eye tests, you were so over it. All of that just for them to tell you that your prescription had only changed a little over the past few years (which you supposed was a good thing, but it wasn’t making you too happy).

After an hour of searching with no luck, you waited for an attendant to help you find a specific style you had bookmarked online. You leaned most of your bodyweight onto Mammon and sighed.

“Alright, babe?” he asked you softly, running a hand over your back and holding you upright against him.

You nodded into his neck. “Just done with all of this. I hate shopping for glasses.”

He hummed. “I know. But think about it this way- ya get it done today and then ya don’t have to worry about it for a long time.”

You shrugged and just let him sway you guys a bit as you waited. Having him here with you made the whole experience a bit more enjoyable at least, with how he would hype you up after every pair you tried on, even if you insisted you hated it. (“I have no clue what you’re talking about, babe, ya make everything look good!” he said one time, which was followed up with a giggle from the sales associate who clearly found you both adorable.)

You slowly pushed yourself off of him as the attendant returned, thankfully with a pair you actually didn’t hate.

“So it looks like the ones you had bookmarked are currently out of stock, but these were the closest I could find to them! It’s the same make, just an earlier design.”

You smiled at her. “I think I actually like these ones a bit better than what I originally wanted, so that’s alright.”

She let you try them on and a wave of relief washed over you when they fit you perfectly and looked good, too. It was clear that you had found your new pair.

Mammon grinned at you through the mirror. “Those look great, MC.”

You turned to the sales associate and told her you would be taking them, so she took them over to the front to hold them for you, along with a backup pair similar to your old ones you had chosen earlier.

Turning to Mammon, you released a breath of relief as she walked away, happy to have that over and done with. “That took forever.”

He patted you on the head. “Yeah, but ya got it done and now you have a cool new pair of glasses that look great on ya!”

Ten minutes later, you were walking out of the store with a new burst of energy and a very confused demon boyfriend.

“So we did all of that just to have to wait a week to actually get the glasses?!”

You laughed a bit. “Yeah, it takes time for the lenses to be fitted to the frames properly, and they probably have a lot of orders too. They don’t always have the equipment in the store, so they have to ship the frames somewhere else. I gave them my number so I’ll know when they’re done and I can just come back quickly to pick ‘em up.”

He shook his head. “I see why ya hate shopping for glasses so much.”

You took his hand and made your way down the street, headed towards a secluded area for Barbatos to open a portal back to the Devildom. He tugged on your hand for a second and stopped walking. “You don’t have to let them know we’re done just yet, right?”

A sly grin took over his face and you eyed him. “I guess not… why?”

“How would you feel about an impromptu date?”

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A couple hours later, you were walking through a portal with wide smiles and paint on your faces, bags in your hands and balloon hats on your heads. (Fine, maybe you had to pay for the date because of your boyfriend’s lack of human world currency, but you really didn’t mind- you brought some extra cash with you just in case, anyway. Plus? Carnivals are fun and cheap.)

Lucifer shook his head and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Why am I not surprised?”

You snickered. “What? We had a day off and made the most of it.”

“You do realize the chaos you two have coming if you show up for dinner with all of that, don’t you? The others have already been whining all day about how they didn’t get to go with you, imagine if they find out you weren’t just at the eye doctor all day.”

You and Mammon shared a look.

Lucifer sighed. “What am I going to do with the two of you? Come on, Asmo just texted to let me know dinner is almost done.”

You thanked Barbatos for the portal and followed Lucifer back to the House of Lamentation.

In the end, the others did whine and complain about how you should have picked one of them, and they definitely chewed out Mammon for hogging you all day, but ultimately you were so happy with how the day had turned out.

And you left out the part about having to go back the following week, instead spinning them some lie about how they would ship it to you, or that one of the maids from the castle would get them for you, ignoring Lucifer’s withering stare and sharing a knowing smile with Mammon.

You’d deal with the fallout later, you convinced yourself, because later that night, when you were laying in bed with him and giggling at all the silly pictures you two took, you couldn’t really find it within to scold yourself for lying. After all, you were fairly certain your experience would have been a repeat of all the times before without Mammon with you to make it more bearable.

thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed <3

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chocoloveaatcocoalovea · 4 months

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Sweetened Interruption

mammon x reader, crack, fluff, tickle fights, kissing

Mammon and you relax in the HOL but then a tickle fight break out between the two of you.

Today was an uneventful day.

Contrary to popular belief, the House of Lamentations did have some off days, if you could call them that. They were just... rare. Extremely rare.

Well, you did have to try to wrestle Beel away from the fridge. And stop Solomon from 'helping' the angels cook. And calm Luke down because somebody called him the dog name that started with a C. And... scratch that, today was quite possibly at most, ordinary at a minimum level.

And yet, you treasured these moments a great deal; after all most of the time you were either giving therapy to god's problem children or caught up in both godly and devildom magical, supernatural drama.

So, to be just lying on the bed, having a slow day with Mammon? That was basically a dream come true.

Mammon was reading a comic book on his bed, pillow propped behind his back and humming a little tune as he leisurely scrolled through the pages.

You sat up on the bed with a yawn. You were bored. Sleepy. You needed something to do. Trying to count pink sheep to fall asleep didn't work so not knowing what to do, you dragged yourself towards Mammon.

You moved his hands so you can rest your head on his lap, then tried to cover your eyes and face with the jacket he was wearing; the lights were a little too bright in this part of the room.

However, it was short and you failed miserably and in the process, saw Mammon's concentrated look as he was reading the comic book.

A hint of pink was dusted on his cheeks - goodness, this man knew you liked him and he liked you but still blushed like a teenager with a crush. How fricking damn loveable.

You smiled at his reaction and flapped the two sides of the open jacket, meddling and playing with them like they were a toy.

" . . . "

You let out a content sigh at the cozy silence.

"What are you doing?" Mammon asked in a teasing lilt.

Though your face was covered by the jacket, you could hear the grin in his voice.

You heard him put his book on the bed, to his side.

You said nothing, just continued flapping the jacket with a happy smile, like you were a bat and they were your wings.

"Yer weird, ya know?" Mammon said, gently tracing the smile lines on your cheek with one hand.

This is nice, you thought to yourself.

"It's like a tent. For your face. Head," you said, tugging the lapels of the jacket close to show him your 'weird' logic.

Mammon shook his head with a chuckle, picking the comic book from the page he left off and continuing to read.

You jabbed a finger onto his side.

Poke.

Poke. Poke.

Poke. Poke. Poke.

Poke. Poke. Poke. Poke.

"Ehe."

Mammon's smile fell once he realized you both heard the sound that escaped from him.

Oh boy. Uh oh.

With a menacing smile growing on your face, you positively tackled him to the bed.

Before Mammon could choke out a protest, you grinned at him, delighted giggles bubbling up from your lips as you tickled his sides. The maroon sheets under you both rustled with the demon's frantic movements to escape from you.

"AHAHAHAHAH- TREASURE, NO- STOP TICKLE-"

You did not stop.

"No, no, no, wait- "

Laughter.

"Stop!"

More laughter.

Mammon, still writhering on the bed like a worm trying to swim, tried to tackle you and probably, tickle you too.

"Eek."

He didn't succeed but fell from his bed onto the wooden floor with a thud.

"Aaah!"

"Oh my- "

Initial shock turned to worry as you rushed to his side.

"ARE YOU OK?"

"Got you!" Mammon said, impish smile growing, wrapping you in his arms and tickling your sides.

"Oh, please, no- "

You were now giggling uncontrollably.

"Hey! Hey, no, wait- "

"Nope."

You tried to escape but your efforts were in vain. You were guffawing, flailing your arms desperately like some odd creature, struggling miserably, until...

Until... you had an idea.

You kissed Mammon.

The hands that were tickling your sides rested on your waist as Mammon leaned into the kiss.

At first you were giggling. Then you relaxed, both of you melting into the embrace.

"Hmmm." Mammon sighed out once you parted, "That's not going to work."

"It already did," you said cheekily.

And just like that, you turned to leave.

Mammon gaped at you. His face turned pink, perhaps from the boldness you just displayed.

"You can't just do that and leave!"

You, like the mature adult you are, stuck your tongue out.

"Watch me."

"You know what?" Brows furrowed and deep in thought, Mammon stared at the floor, as if debating himself.

When he saw you walking away, he snapped out of it and caught up to you.

"Oh, no, no, no, no, no. You do not," Mammon huffed, standing beside you with folded arms.

"What?" you asked innocently.

"Where are you going? "

Your response was a shrug and nonchalant hum.

"You can't just leave!"

"Why not?"

"Cause- "

Creases in your eyes from the smug smile, you took this as an opportunity to plant a kiss on his lips again, leaving him breathless when you were done.

Mammon blinked owlishly. He was still trying to realize what just happened, mouth still slightly agape slightly from disbelief.

You just smiled, waved your hand with a 'Bye!' like he usually did and turned to leave.

Mammon let out something between a groan and a whine. With a gentle yank of your hand, you were back in his arms again, him pressing your lips together a little forcefully in mild frustration, then breaking the kiss but instantly pressing your lips back together, the gestures so soft, so gentle but leaving you breathless nonetheless.

Mammon stroked your cheek before you parted from another kiss and as he cupped your face he spoke softly, blue eyes starstruck and golden, "You can't leave now."

"I thought you wanted to finish the comics?" You asked, giving him an amused look and tilting your head in the direction the book laid.

After a mischievous shake of his head and a chuckle, Mammon leaned in close to you and whispered softly, "This is better."

And with that reply, he connected your lips once more, silencing your smug laughter with his sweet kiss.

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fantasiafluffs · 2 years

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no sad mc for the great mammon!! i’m in a bit no shape so i drew this kqwheq

you can’t convince me otherwise that this isn’t him at all:

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sleepythemvp · 1 year

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Hi! Can you please do a headcanon on obey me the 7 brother with mc who has the same personality as onion cookie from cookie run pls. Like, shy, timid, crybaby and afraid of demons because of her nightmares. Always carry her plushie with her as a company.

<Well, i will give you my best try- since my grammar sometimes kinda mess up-

What if MC have the same personality as Onion Cookies?

Warning: Fluff, OOC, Crying and screaming! Yea bad grammar

OBEY ME!

Lucifer

Damn.

Yeaaa idk where to start, how about this? Can you imagine you, yourself just following his order because you scared of him

He look likes he could kill you at any seconds like- the sharp looking eyes ooh-

He just gonna make you sit on his lap while he doing those boring paper work

Asking how’s your day been and why are you have that lil plushy with you 24/7, etc etc, trying to make you feel comfortable

Tell you to have some deep breath when you just about to cry-

Oh hell- hug you gently and I CAN EVEN IMAGINE HIS LITTLE SMILE-

“Hey MC? Can you come here for a second?”

You following his words, come near to the table thats have a lot of paper, prepare to run at any seconds because you might gonna be his next meal in the following breakfast or lunch or dinner.

“W-well, what do you need?-“

You don’t even have time to finish your sentences. He pick you up and place you in his lap, you just look straight, asking yourself what in the devil is going on

“…um- i- why are you-“

“Are you comfortable?”

“Well yes..”

He start to asking you about your day, do you have any trouble, how’s what the meal, anything that make you uncomfortable, what is your favorite type of clothes, how many plushy do you have, how was your sleep, etc and etc-

And it seems like nothing else is going pretty well between both of you, you start to relax your body and mind, oh about the future! Its already up to you.

Mammon

This dudeee

Now we are talking.

GIRL/BRO- THIS CLINGY DEMON IS GONNA ASK YOU FOR YOUR GRIMM SINCE HE LOOK LIKE A ✨P L A Y B O Y✨ and you don’t want to get in any trouble or getting shatter because of him

“Can I touch your plushy” it’s definitely the first thing he will ask when you rush in your room when you doing your homework

Following you for 24/7

He will carry you to the bedroom since you pass out when you first arrived at Devildorm (CARRY TO TAKE CARE NOT THAT KIND OF BOOM SHAKALAKA YOU KNOW?)

“Hey ya MC! How’s the day?”

Fooking kick your door, you accident throwing one of your plushy because you was scared and start to screaming like crazy

Trying to keep you quiet and make you comfortable, because you’re standing on the wardrobe trying to defend yourself from him and sobbing at the same time

When you got down from the wardrobe, he just hug you and ruff your hair

“I’m not gonna hurt you, I’m here to protect you y’know?”

“O-oh, thank you”

And the you guys just chilling with each other, he will definitely buy something for you like, drink stuff, or just some snacks.

Leviathan

Since both of you are introvert- this is gonna be a pretty awkward moment

He just sitting in front of his pc and you just sitting in front of his manga collection

After like- probably- an hours or so, you guys finally start to speak to each other

“Hey MC! Check out this new anime, it’s really interesting”

“I- never seen anything like this one before!”

And then you guys just sitting on the floor and watching anime with each other. You just hugging your plushy meanwhile he just hugging his body pillow

TBC

<I’m sorry kinda busy lately- this is all I got for you guys atm:,D. Thank y’all for supporting me even though I’m still busy as heck<3 have a nice day, stay hydrated!

Slee is going to take a nap, brb.

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satansreadingglasses · 2 years

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Pervert. pt 2

Mammon x GN reader. 1k words.

Warnings- Mammon jerking off in a school bathroom, praise kink

a/n. I feel like this doesn’t make sense?? but idk. hopefully it does <3

Mammon’s eyes stayed glued to the back of your head. He was currently trying to send you telepathic messages to look back at him. He wanted to see your slight smile when you caught him staring, like you always did.

You had to know.

You had to know he was in love with you. He didn’t care though. He wished that you did know. Just so that he could finally get it over with and be yours.

He wanted to hold your hand on your walk to and from school, he wanted to share an umbrella on rainy days, he wanted to fall asleep on top of each other after a long day of shopping, he wanted you and him to dance in his bedroom late at night, and he wanted to fuck your brains out.

His staring wasn’t working though. You were too focused on whatever class this was. He cleared his throat and you looked up. He smiled and straightened up. But you didn’t look at him.

You turned back down to your paper and continued your work.

Were you mad?

He sank into his seat like a sad puppy. He picked the eraser off his desk. You had gotten it for him for his birthday, along with many other gifts. You sat across the classroom. One to the side and two ahead of him.

Even though you were far away, he didn’t hesitate in throwing the eraser at you. It hit your desk and rolled off to the side. You glanced at it, and then furrowed your brow. You recognized it instantly.

Mammon covered his grin with his hand as you picked it up and looked back at him.

You were as perfect as ever. Your eyes were practically glittering under the light, he loved you so much.

You looked up ahead at your teacher, he was facing the board, droning on. You looked back at Mammon and mouthed ‘I’m keeping this.’ and gave him a smile before turning back to your page of notes.

Mammon set his head on the desk, his heart beating harshly against his chest and a shaky smile on his lips. He hated how easily you made him fall apart.

Anything you wanted, he would give to you. Anything you asked of him, he would do. Anything at all.

“Hey.” You set your hand on his desk and his head shot up, class was over. “Y/N.” He grinned, then quickly tried to cover it up.

You stuck your tongue out and flicked his eraser into his lap. He hastily picked it up and held it in his fist. “Walk me home?” You tilted your head.

Mammon stood up so quickly his thighs slammed against the desk. He winced slightly, but quickly reached out to take your hand and walked you out of the class.

He tried not to be too weird about it, but your hand just felt so nice in his, and you were so close he could practically feel your radiating warmth.

You waved to all your friends, and even random people as the two of you headed for the exit. You were so nice to everyone, it would be a stretch to say Mammon was your only admirer in school. Mammon held your hand tighter as you two passed a group of boys, who were staring a bit harder than he liked.

“You jealous, Mams?” You gripped his hand back, rubbing your thumb over the back of his hand. And, he’d never admit it, but his pants grew uncomfortably tight in that moment.

“No. I- I just have to pee.” He stated, staring ahead. “Real bad.” he nodded once, and dropped your hand.

You snorted. “Whatever. Just hurry up, kay?” You gave him a smile before pulling out your D.D.D and started texting whoever. He didn’t care, he had more on his mind right now.

Mammon ran into the nearest bathroom, thank god it was empty. He ran into the farthest stall and locked it quickly.

He braced himself up against the wall. He unzipped his pants and pulled them down to his thighs, along with his boxers. “Ha… Y/N.” He smiled at nothing as he wrapped his hand around his length.

He bit down on his lower lip, squeezing his eyes shut. He imagined you knelt down in front of him, staring up at him with tears in your eyes as you took him deep down your throat.

“God.. Y-you’re a real t-tease, ya know.” He mustered up an image of you gripping his thighs and nodding along to whatever he said, like the good pet you were. “Yeah…” He huffed and sighed, his hand speeding up.

He wished that you were really in front of him. That you were sucking him off in the school bathroom. Then he wouldn’t feel so dirty about it. Because he’d have you to do it with him.

Then another thought hit him. Maybe you got off to him too. Laying in your bed late at night, moaning and whining and begging for him to fuck you instead. With this thought, he was right on the edge. Seconds away from cumming.

He tossed his head back, banging it into the stall wall. Not that he cared, it felt too good. He came in his hands, the liquid hit the floor and he instantly regretted it. He grabbed a handful of toilet paper and wiped it up.

He ran to wash his hands before anyone could walk in and recognize him. His face was still bright red when he ran out to you. He wrapped a hand around your waist this time, feeling cockier than before.

And when you leaned into him, he debated kissing you right then.

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whatamidoing89 · 1 year

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I JUST GOT ANOTHER IDEA

Yk how MC came from the human world? What if WE, (the reader) got isekaid to Obey Me and now its lowkey awkward bc they're is now 2 of you from different dimensions

The MC is still in sheep form and you're a human so you and the sheep just chill out *cough* in your backpack *cough*

ANOTHER ONE

MC just mysteriously disappears and YOU'VE TAKEN THEIR PLACE AT A REALLY AKWARD TIME AS WELL

Like when the brothers kiss you or in number 16 when you get a very aggressive kiss the sheep vanishes and you're just like 'oh what's up my guys?'

IMAGINE MAMMONS REACTION

Mammon: MC, I love you so much..

MC: I.. love you too...

**leans in for a kiss**

Reader: I AM HERE

Mammon: AHHHHHHHHHHHH-

Or the other one

SPOILERS AHEAD SO BE CAREFUL YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED

Belphagor: I DID IT, I KILLED THEM!

MC: 💀

The brothers: noooo

Reader in the corner: 🧍‍♂️

#MY BRAIN IS GOING TO EXPLODE WITH OBEY ME SHIT #obey me x reader #mammon x reader fluff #beelzebub x reader #asmodeus x reader #mammon x reader #diavolo x reader

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kirshimadenkisero · 2 years

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Mammon x reader hcs (gn! Reader)

Proposal edition

-this man can actually sing really well you can’t change my mind

-and he has a guitar that he can play. I will not accept anything against this statement.

-anyway like what if he finds out that you really like Backstreet Boys

-like y’all are in the human realm and a Backstreet Boys song comes on the radio and you start singing along

-so he memorizes the lyrics to I Want It That Way and figures out how to play it on the guitar

-so one day he’s tuning his guitar in the living room and it’s somehow quiet and all the brothers are there

-all of a sudden he starts playing I want it that way and sings it

-and you join in

-everyone’s staring at you in shock

-when he finishes, he sets down the guitar and stands up

-he starts walking towards you and once he’s in front of you he dropped to one knee and pulled out a box

-he opens it and inside it is a beautiful (favorite stone) ring

-“(Y/N), you truly are my fire. I love you so much, and I want to be with you forever. Will you marry me?”

-When you said yes his face lit up and he started spinning you around

-Everyone was clapping and smiling

-Lucifer was crying

((a/n: i was really tired when i wrote this and was on a backstreet boys craze so dont mind the cringe))

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saeyoungchoismaid · 2 years

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3 with Mammon please!! It's too perfect

3. Hiding Face in Neck

Warning: gets spicy at the end bc ofc it fucking does do you know who I am

“Good morning,” you whisper when Mammon finally cracks his eyes open. He groans and stretches out his body before turning to face you once more, wrapping all his limbs around you.

He just grunts in greeting, closing his eyes once more. You snort and wrap your arms around his head, carding your fingers through his messy hair. “I’ll need to get going soon, baby,” you whisper, giving his forehead a kiss.

“No,” he grumbles, his grip on you tightening as he buries his face in your neck.

“The sooner you let me leave, the sooner I’ll come back to you,” you remind, kissing the side of his head now since it’s all you can reach. It’s quiet for a moment before he slowly pulls back to look at you.

“Why do you have to leave so early? Can’t you stay just for a little while longer?” he begs, giving you his infamous puppy dog eyes.

“Mamm-”

“Please?” he interrupts, hiding his face in your neck once more. “I promise I’ll make it worth your while,” he whispers against your skin, causing goosebumps to rise. He then starts placing kisses along your neck, your bottom lip finding it’s way between your teeth.

“Alright fine, you big crybaby,” you grumble, giving in. He cheers as he rolls on top of you, starting to get to work on removing your pajamas. “Don’t make me late though,” you warn, letting your eyes slip closed as he begins exploring your body.

“No promises,” he coos with a smirk.

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darklyndivinely · 2 years

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I'm okay, really!

Fandom(s) - Obey Me!

Pairing(s) - Mammon x gn!Diavolo's sibling!reader

Summary - When Mammon misses your date, you go to HOL to find him.

Warnings - Fluff, romance, a bit of angst. Reader calls Mammon 'baby.' I thirst for him a bit in this.

Wordcount - 1k+

A/N - This one's rather simple to be honest and is mostly fuelled by my anger about everyone's attitude towards Mammon's punishments. In other words, this is a 'protect Mammon at all costs' fic. Also, reader is related to Diavolo, though it's never exclusively mentioned, it's just implied. If you've got any ideas on what I should write next send in an ask. Also guys, Reblog! please! Tell me what you think.

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“Hey, Asmo!” you say when the door to the House of Lamentation spills open.

Asmo greets you back, stepping onto the porch to press a kiss to your cheek. You giggle, eyes drawing to his freshly painted nails.

“Looking good,” you comment, stepping into the brightly lit entrance hall.

“Always.” Asmo flicks his hair, shutting the doors with a wave of his hand. You smile, heading deeper into the common room where most of the brothers are lounging.

Beel is the first one to notice you and waves a hand full of cupcakes at you. You wave back at him, chuckling.

“Have you guys seen Mammon?” you ask, settling on one of the sofa’s arms. “He and I were supposed to go on a date tonight but he never showed up.”

“Mammon’s not at home,” Asmo replies quickly from behind you. “Do you wanna click a picture? It’s been so long, all of my fans would go crazy seeing us together in a single frame.”

Before you can answer, Asmo has already made his way to your side. Having no choice left in the matter, you stand and let Asmo loop his arm through yours and smile into the camera. You shake your head when he tries to convince you to strike a different pose.

“If Mammon isn’t here, then where is he? I thought he got caught up in some work, and that’s why he got late.”

“When he comes back, we’ll tell him you dropped by,” Satan says from his place by the fireplace, eyes unwavering from the novel clasped in his hand.

You sigh; you had been really looking forward to the date. And you thought Mammon had been excited for it too, especially based on his reaction when you had told him that you had booked the whole restaurant for the outing.

“Are you sure none of you know where he is?” you try for the last time, watching Asmo fiddle with his phone while returning to his seat beside Satan.

Your question is answered by a familiar voice as Lucifer strides into the common room, waistcoat flying behind him.

“Mammon is busy tonight. I sent him to do an errand for me. I’m sorry he missed your date.”

“What errand? He didn’t tell me of any work you had assigned him.”

“It was rather sudden,” Lucifer answers.

You hum, scanning his figure, eyes latching onto the stack of files in his hands.

“How’d your meeting with Dia go?”

“It went well. The rule has been finalized. We shall be announcing it with a school assembly coming Monday.”

You nod, looking around at everyone. “I suppose there’s no use waiting for him then. Guess I’ll just drop off the gift in his room.”

You turn, starting to walk towards the staircase that leads to the first floor. Heavy steps echo yours quickly, Lucifer stepping forward and blocking your way.

“You can give it to me, I shall hand it to him when he is back. It’s getting quite late after all.”

You shake your head, side-stepping him easily. “I don’t think so.”

“I said I’ll give it to him.” He grabs onto you, firm fingers halting your movement.

You stare at his hand wrapped around your forearm, and then up into his eyes.

Lucifer returns your gaze with equal intensity as if challenging you to go against what he had said.

“Did something happen?” you mock, disappointment seeping into your voice.

“He stole one of the antique items of the house, and was going to sell it.”

“And you strung him up for that.”

Lucifer doesn’t reply, nose flaring.

You shake your head, jerking your arm free, and move for the stairs again, steps loud with anger.

Mammon is hanging upside down in the hallway, with ropes twisting around his legs and torso in a deadly spiral. His eyes are closed, chest lifting lightly with shallow breaths.

You halt before him, feeling sadness envelop your heart at the sight of him. How many times had you found him like this now? Hung from the ceiling of his own home like a slaughtered chicken, fighting bare-handedly with the suffocating discomfort and yet trying his best to appear indifferent to the agony? It was difficult to recall.

“Mammon,” you whisper, “hey.”

His marine eyes flicker open tiredly, surprise seeping into them when he catches sight of you.

“Hi,” he answers, voice hoarse with exhaustion.

“I’m gonna get you down, ok?”

Mammon nods, eyes never straying from you.

You inch closer to him and reach out to his bindings. Warm energy transfers into them, making them unfurl delicately, not dissimilar to the blossoming of a flower.

You do not rush the process, watching the ropes slacken and twist to your command leisurely, though all you want is to feel his arms around you right this instant.

Mammon wobbles when the ropes set him on his legs. You stabilize him swiftly, gently maneuvering his body to support his weight better.

He buries his face in the crook of your neck, breath coming a bit easier to his lungs.

“I’m sorry I missed our date,” he mumbles.

A mirthless laugh pushes at your chest. “It’s alright, baby, we can always reschedule it.”

He hums, pulling away from you. He looks so much better. The color of his face has returned to normal, eyes no longer bloodshot. “Can we still go?”

“I’m not so sure, Mammon. Are you feeling okay?”

He pauses, eyes flitting upwards and fixing behind you. “Yes. Would you like to?”

You smile at him, sliding your hand against his jaw and gently coaxing his lips against yours. “Sure. Let’s go.”

You loop your arm through his and lead him downstairs, ignoring Lucifer’s piercing glare. You’ll deal with him later.

You take a stop by the kitchen on your way out and grab two cans of chilled soda from the fridge and hand one to Mammon. He knocks it back quickly, so you hand him the remaining half of yours too.

Ignoring the eyes of the rest of the brothers watching the scene unfold, you move swiftly past each of them.

“Would you like to drive, baby?” you ask as the two of you reach your car. You knew Mammon loved it whenever you let him behind the wheel.

He ponders for a second, running his fingers along the body. “Not today.”

You nod, though you doubt he catches it, still lost in admiring the shiny coat on the bumper.

“Get in, then.”

You start the engine, the rumble of it familiar and comforting to your bones.

Mammon is silent throughout the whole ride; you don’t prompt him even when you feel his eyes on you for extended periods. He only speaks up when you take the turn opposite the restaurant you had booked earlier that evening.

“We were supposed to go left, ya know?”

He didn’t seem too annoyed, so you decide to keep your little plan a secret for a bit longer.

“I know.”

He smiles, throwing his head back, the wind sliding against his warm skin pleasantly. You gaze at him, mesmerized by the sharp contrast of his ivory hair against the dark Devildom sky.

“What? Why ya smilin’ like that?” Mammon questions, his own lips lifted in a grin.

“I love you,” you say and take in the subsequent reddening of his cheeks. It’s hard to believe someone could be such a balanced mixture of adorable and sexy.

He tries to hide the widening of his grin behind his hand but you don’t mind. You’re more than used to his tsundere tendencies by now.

“I love you too.”

Contrary to him, you don’t try to smother your happiness and flash him a toothy smile.

You reach your destination within a couple of minutes and shut the door behind you.

“What are we doing at Majolish?” Mammon questions while looking up at the bright pink store.

“Shopping, obviously.”

You walk in, inhaling the cold air, and feel Mammon’s arm brush against yours as he comes to stand beside you.

“Whatever you want, it’s on me.” Fishing out your debit card, you hold it up to his eye. “So how about that leather jacket you wanted, hmm?”

Mammon’s grin is slow to form and sharp to emerge. At least he is happy, you think. So while he takes off with your card and dives right into the leather section of Majolish, you pull out your phone and dial in.

“Barbatos, hey! Were you busy? I was wondering if you’d help me with something.”

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maopll · 1 month

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"Dearest...I think that's enough"

"No its not"

And there goes another few rounds where you smother your boyfriends face with tons of kisses. He brought you many lipsticks and lip gloss, so it is only right you try to see the shade that matches, right? the shade, which makes his face feel even more ethereal. The only correct way to let people know that you're his and he's yours.

"Hmm... I think this shade suits your face better!" You moved the ones which made his face look more delightful. Shades of pink, red, coral, and all.

He did say that the number of kisses you gave him till then were enough, but deep down, he craved more. The way your soft lips felt against his skin left him breathless. The way areas where your lips left left a tingling and burning sensation, which, rather than being unpleasant, was more exciting

What was even more addicting was the way you would gently cup his face with your hands and attack his face ferverently. This was best for both of you. You get to have the ego boost after smothering or rather painting his face with your kisses, and he gets access to your unlimited display of affection.

"There! Now that's more like it you look like my lover now" putting emphasis on the word, you were grinning from ear to ear while admiring your masterpiece. When you tried to get up from his lap though...

"Now now dearest I think it is my turn to get what I have been seeking"

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reverie-starlight · 6 months

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birds of prey ~ mammon

ehehe since I put my crow costume together and it actually looks really fuckin' cool, I'm gonna write a little mini-fic with mammon based around it. don’t mind the title, it was the first bird related thing I could come up with.

gn!mc, no physical descriptions, but reader wears makeup (non descriptive so it could pass as costume makeup). fluff, but ngl this is very suggestive!! nothing happens tho bc crows happen to be good at prevention. OG obey me setting, pre-established relationship. mammon is possessive bc demon and he is literal greed. lowercase intentional.

"holy shit, MC..." your boyfriend, gasped out as he walked into your room. "you look amazing!”

you grinned at him through the mirror as he came up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist. bringing a hand up, you reached behind to cup his cheek and turned your head to kiss the other one. “thank you, mammon. I won’t lie, I was hoping to surprise you at the party with my costume, but this reaction is pretty good too.”

he shook his head and smiled softly. “I like that I can fawn over ya like this right here. don’t have to worry about any other losers trippin’ over themselves to get your attention. namely asmo.”

you laughed and squeezed one of the arms on your torso with your free hand. “you’re sweet. so…” you touched up your makeup and quickly moved away to face him with a grand pose. “do you have any idea what I’m dressed up as?”

he smiled nervously. “uh…” you watched in amusement as he took in your all black outfit, shoes and the feathers spread over your shoulders. you tried to stay focused when you saw how his eyes went from calculating to just a tad glazed over.

it was a really flattering outfit.

you snapped your fingers once in front of his face and he just grinned when he met your eyes again. “a sexy… fallen angel? isn’t that something you humans turned into a popular costume? ”

you rolled your eyes, both in amusement and shock that he thought you’d turn his reality into a game of dress-up.

“no, silly, I’d never do that to you guys.” you twirled for him and he saw that the feathers weren’t black angel wings at all, but rather…

“wait, babe, are ya a crow?!”

you nodded. “you got it!”

he sighed fondly and cupped your cheek. “you’re somethin’ else, babe, ya know that?”

he took you in one more time and laughed a bit in disbelief. “ya really went as a crow, huh? that’s insane, MC, I love it so much.” he twirled you slowly, and kissed your nose when you faced him again. “you’re definitely cuter than any of my actual crows, not gonna lie.”

you gasped and put a hand over his mouth. “mammon, don’t say that about your children!”

he rolled his eyes and gently took hold of your wrist to remove your glove clad hand. “yeah yeah, I know- the real crows are my kids and we’re one big happy family, I’m so sorry.”

you nod once. “you’re forgiven.”

walking back over to the mirror, you see him move over to sit on your bed. you feel his gaze on you and the air in the room felt very different now that he knew what your costume was.

dressed as something well known to be associated with him in a family of demons vying for your attention… not to mention some angels and nobles…

it was enough to make a demon feel special.

your boyfriend was practically glowing gold at that point and you were almost convinced that if you were to turn out the lights, you’d see two glittery orbs where his eyes should’ve been.

“baby? you good?” you blinked at him with faux innocence through the mirror, wanting to see where it would get you.

he just smirked and shook his head, leaning back on his hands. you felt your body heat up under his gaze but you did your best to keep eye contact with him through the mirror.

“I don’t think we’re gonna make it to that party tonight, babe.”

still trying to ignore the heat building up inside you, you looked back at the mirror and continued touching up your makeup. “oh? and why is that?”

he chuckled. “you’re telling me you didn’t choose that costume for any particular reason? didn’t think about how I might react to it?”

you fought off a smile. “honestly I just thought it’d be cute, but I’m certainly not complaining about all this.”

he slowly got up and stalked over to you once again. he took hold of one of your hands, extending your arm out and pressing kisses along it’s length. shoulder to finger tips. his voice was low.

“yeah? well ya seemed to forget that I’m a demon and that seein’ you dressed to make sure everyone knows you’re mine would stir up some feelings in me.”

you smirked this time and he made note of the mischief in your eyes. “like I said, thought it’d be cute.”

suddenly, with a growl, he spun you around and planted his lips on yours. your arms immediately wrapped around his neck and your hands went to his hair.

just as he was about to start walking backwards into the bed, you both jumped apart at the sound of cawing.

you looked to the window and saw a crow pecking at the glass. mammon groaned when you walked away to let the poor thing in. he recognized the familiar to be hestia, a notoriously needy and curious younger crow he had been taking care of and training as of late.

“MC, please, she needs to learn that I can’t drop everything for her whenever she misses me. I’m trying to train her out of that.”

you glared at him and opened the window, frown turning into a wide grin as the bird immediately flew right into your demon’s face and affectionately started pecking at it.

“ouch! okay, okay, sharp beak, we’ve been over this!”

closing your window again, you rushed over to make sure she didn’t accidentally wound him. thankfully he was okay and the crow happily perched on his shoulder.

you cooed at her and she tilted her head as she seemed to take you in for the first time that night. you had met her many times before, but this time seemed different- she was much more interested in your clothing, it seemed.

mammon, who had just finished recovering from hestia’s form of affection, looked at her and then at you and grinned. “I think she likes your feathers.”

you smiled and used one finger to pet her head. she seemed to like that, as she decided to fly from his shoulder to yours and nipping at the faux feathers and bumping her head against your cheek.

you were absolutely delighted, as you always were whenever one of his crows showed you affection. you once told him that you saw it as the highest honor to be accepted by his familiars.

he couldn’t get over the scene in front of him, so while you were distracted he discreetly got out his D.D.D. and took a few pictures. new lock screen acquired.

eventually he did get the young crow away from you and somehow managed to send her off but almost as soon as he got the window shut again, there was a knock on your door.

“MC, dear, are you almost ready? we’re all waiting for you and mammon in the front hall when you are!” asmo.

you looked at mammon apologetically and called out, “yeah, almost! I’ll be out soon!”

the fifth born’s steps retreated and mammon sighed. “guess we gotta go… but hey,” he said, voice going from annoyed to sincere. “I really love your costume, MC, and you have no idea how much I love that you’re openly showin’ that we belong to each other. especially when we’re going to be in a room full of people who want you.”

you smiled up at him and pressed a kiss to his cheek. “of course, my dear. I love you, I’m all yours. and when we get back from this party…” you leaned up to whisper to him. “you can do whatever you’d like.”

he shivered at that and his eyes were back to glowing with greed. “I’m not sharing ya tonight. they can get as jealous as they want, but like you said, you’re all mine.”

hehe possessive mammon am I right?

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!!!!!!!! 🎃

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leonideez · 11 months

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After the initial shock and sadness of the brothers realizing that MC will die one day; I think i’d be funny if MC jokes about and and uses it as leverage occasionally.

Lucifer: MC your grades are horrible you need to work on the assignments that have been given to you

MC: i’m going to die one day and you’re going to be sad about all of the times i could have been happy and yet you made me do schoolwork instead

Like MC being an absolute menace would be so fucking funny to me

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smoft-demons · 1 month

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MC falls asleep on him

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Lucifer:

‘…?!’ Is what Lucifer is thinking as your head drops onto his shoulder.

You had cajoled him into doing some of his constant paperwork in a bigger chair for a change. So there’s room for you to sit next to him! You’re not even demanding his attention, or the spare time that he doesn’t have, you’re being very considerate, you just wanted sit next to him, that’s all, you had promised!

Lucifer caved, because he is very soft for his human—even though he’s loathe to look like it. You were in fact being considerate… so he had brought a stack of relatively low-importance papers out of his office, into the living room.

You were sitting on a couch together, him with his stack of administrative papers and you with a homework assignment. You finished yours quickly, so you ended up playing a game on your DDD as you lean against him.

He checks on you periodically out of the corner of his eye. He’s relaxed though—as relaxed as Lucifer gets. This is peaceful. Meditative, almost. He’s happy. All his brothers are elsewhere, his tasks are not too overwhelming, he gets to have a nice, calming afternoon sitting in companionable silence with his favourite housemate…

A sudden weight falling on him jolts him out of his trance. Your cheekbone thunks against his shoulder. He blinks. Processing.

In quick succession, his brain goes like ‘..?!’ then ‘it is mid-afternoon why are you sleeping’ and ‘have we been overworking our human?’ and ‘aww. MC really does trust me that much.’

He adjusts the way you’re situated so you’re more comfortable as he finishes up the last of his work. When he’s done, he takes a moment to just observe. To appreciate your trust in him. Also, to congratulate himself again for his part in the creation of the exchange program, because it brought you into his life.

(He tries to ignore the stubborn twinge of nostalgic heartache he feels as well. You’re reminding him so much of Belphie, from back when his relationship with him was good. He’d never admit it, but he misses having his babiest brother fall asleep on him like this.)

Lucifer gathers up his papers, then picks you up, being careful not to jostle you too much. Let no one ever say he doesn’t take good care of his human. He carries you to your room to put you to bed. Clearly you need the extra sleep. Or… well, he tries to. You’re holding onto him pretty insistently.

He expects himself to feel irritated, but… no. He can’t help but feel a little smug, actually. It’s cute, you’re cute, you don’t seem to want him to leave you. So… fine. He’ll oblige. For a short break.

(An hour or two later, you’ll wake up to the smells and sounds of dinner being prepared. You’re… not under your blanket? No, you’re covered by Lucifer’s ridiculously long coat. It’s warm, soft. It smells like him. In this moment, it’s impossible to miss how loved you are.)

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Mammon:

The first time this happened (in your room, watching movies without any of his brothers for once), Mammon was stunned. He had frozen up, stuttered some nonsense to no one in particular, then quickly slapped his free hand over his mouth as he realized he would wake you if he didn’t immediately chill out.

Now though? You’ve been in his life for a while. He’s your oldest friend here. Those movie nights had become a habit, even though it remained rare to have one with no one else joining in. So this has happened a lot, and he’s gotten used to it. He doesn’t react so outwardly anymore, not unless one of his brothers show up to make fun of him.

If they try it, Mammon is rather aggressive about shushing them. At first, because he hated to be so obvious about how much he cares about you, but now that he’s a bit more used to it, it’s because he doesn’t want them to disturb you. He feels like he’s protecting you by keeping his brothers from waking you up. Sometimes, he’s the one who wakes you up by telling them to shut up just a bit too loudly, or silently gesturing for them to be quiet or go away a little too enthusiastically.

His brothers roast him even more for that. Poor thing.

Time and time again, you pass out on his shoulder. During a movie, mid relaxed hangouts with various groups of the brothers, in the rare times when hanging out solo with Mammon is a relaxing low-energy affair, while studying, during the lunch break at school, even in class sometimes. His heart warms, and he can’t help but smile at the familiar feel of you conked out on his shoulder again. He doesn’t even mind if you snore.

Mammon is usually such a loud, high energy person. Neither you nor him finds anything wrong with that of course, it’s one of many lovable things about him. That doesn’t mean he doesn’t like being able to just chill with you sometimes though. It’s nice.

Eventually, he gets familiar enough with this that he’s willing to move you around to get more comfortable. With time, he learns exactly what ways he can move you without disturbing you. So most of the time when you fall asleep on him, you wake up in some other position. Sitting in his lap, lying down with a sleeping Mammon wrapped around you, being carried to another room, propped up against his side in your next class, being hugged like a teddy bear in his room, etc etc.

He never questions why you’re tired. He just lets you pass out on him. He wants you to be in the best possible condition, and he will happily take all the time with you he can get. He takes this to mean that you also want all the time with him that you can get, that you would rather stay with him than go to bed when you’re tired because you would rather not be separated from him. Just like how he feels about you. Why else would he be in your room as often as he is?

You trusting him enough to sleep on him all the time makes him feel like he’s being a good guardian demon, like he’s as precious to you as you are to him.

He’s a fan of all the free cuddles he gets out of this, too.

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Levi:

You’re in Levi’s room with him, set up very comfortably as you’re marathoning an anime together. You’ve been at it for hours though, you’re already a bit sleep deprived, and you’ve seen this one a few times already. You can’t stop yourself from nodding off. Your head drops onto his shoulder.

Levi freaks out.

“afgshrjdxssh—WH-!” He flails. You immediately snap awake again. “You—uhh-!” He shoves you away in a panic, then immediately changes his mind, pulling you back in, then freezes for a moment before letting go of you to flap his hands frantically. “Nonono stay—wait no, you don’t want to—I mean, you don’t have to—I mean, get o—uhh! Um! I mean! S-stay if you want, but I don’t care if you don’t want to—!”

You blink slowly at him a couple times. Trying to parse his contradictory sputtering. You’re tired, you’re not working at full brain power. You figure he means something along the lines of: ‘ooo I’m Levi, I have bad self esteem and I can’t believe you want to touch me, but I want you to, but I can’t say that because I cope with feeling unlovable by acting all tsundere because that way I feel less pathetic, love you though!’

You know. Standard Levi stuff. You love him so much—and you’d be very happy if he started therapy.

For now though, you just grab his arm and pull him closer to you again. You bury your face in his shoulder. This time, it’s unmistakably a deliberate move. Wordlessly telling him that you do in fact love him enough to want to touch him.

It’s like his body just took a screenshot! He keysmashes out loud.

Slowly, he calms down. He puts one hesitant arm around you. You don’t move. He can’t tell if you’re already asleep again or just pretending to be, but either way you seem to be comfortable.

Soon enough, he finds himself smiling like an absolute dork. This… is actually very effective reassurance. He feels all warm and fuzzy and loved. He likes holding you.

It’s reminding him of TSL fluff fics he’s read where absolutely nothing happens except Henry and the Lord of Shadows cuddle. A way for him to experience affection vicariously through a character he relates to and a character he loves, when he really wants hugs himself but can’t have any.

He squeezes you softly as his heart warms. He squishes his cheek against the side of your head.

“I love my Henry..!” Levi mumbles to himself, under his breath. He has no way of knowing if you heard that, which is why he said it out loud. It’ll be a while until he gets the nerve to say it when he knows you can hear.

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Satan:

He is HONOURED, he is OVERJOYED, he is MELTING, he is… very carefully remaining perfectly chill.

It’s the same type of happiness as when a cat decides to sit on you out of nowhere. He’s been chosen!

He is SO happy you trust him so much!

He had been reading, as usual. You had been sitting next to him, as usual. You had gotten tired, and without a moment of hesitation you had buried your face in his shoulder and fallen asleep.

He carefully contains all the joy this gives him, so he doesn’t disturb you. He wraps an arm around you, plants a soft kiss on your head, and goes right back to reading.

If you sleep fitfully, he’ll stroke your hair to soothe you.

When you wake up, he’ll ask if you had a nice nap. He won’t make any moves to make you get off him. If you choose to anyway, he won’t react outwardly, because he doesn’t want to discourage you falling asleep on him again. He wants this to happen lots more! So he’ll just smile at you and go back to his book.

But if you don’t choose to leave, he’ll shift you entirely into his lap to make you both more comfortable. He can hug you properly like this. If he’s sure you’ll be comfortable with it, he’ll kiss your forehead before going back to his book. He’s very happy to keep you there.

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Asmo:

Predictably, Asmo’s gonna take ALL the pictures of this!

A few in which he doesn’t look at the camera, as if they were candid shots. Some where he’s posing cutely, a couple where he’s kissing your head, a bunch of various angles of your sleeping face. What can he say, he thinks the way your cheek squishes against his collarbone is just precious.

A bit less predictably, he posts none on devilgram. No, these are just for him.

…maybe the best ones are for the group chat. He’s gotta show off his cute human to someone, it may as well be to his brothers. They’ll appreciate you properly. He’ll share after you’ve woken up, though. He doesn’t want anyone barging in to disturb you.

He’ll share the pictures with you as well if you ask, of course! What he will NOT do, however, is risk you deleting them! He’ll back them up first. He’ll store them in a hidden album if you’re shy about them, but he’s not deleting them!

Well, unless you’re genuinely uncomfortable. Then, okay fine. But please let him keep at least one? You’re so cute!

He’ll be more affectionate over the following days. Trying to be next to you all the time, inviting you to his room at every opportunity, pulling you to sit next to him. All because he hopes you’ll fall asleep on him again. Or just lean on him like that, and let him cuddle you. Please, he’d be SO happy!

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Beel:

Beel is so used to this behaviour. Belphie falls asleep on him all the time. He’d be the most chill about it.

As if it’s routine, he’ll secure you in your position with his arm, so you can’t fall and get hurt. He’ll rub your back and hum softly to you to help you relax if you don’t seem to be sleeping well. Beel is warm and soft and big and comfy, like the giant teddy bear he is at heart. He’s considerate and gentle. He’s always really sweet to you, and that doesn’t change one bit even when you’re unconscious.

When he inevitably gets too hungry to stay where he is, he’ll just take you to the kitchen with him. It’s no problem, he does this with Belphie all the time. It doesn’t matter how much you weigh, Beel can carry you easily. He thinks nothing of it.

He can cook one handed too if he needs to. He’s got practice—also because of Belphie. He’s chilling, he’s comfortable, there’s nothing unusual about this at all to him.

If the kitchen noises wake you up, he’ll apologize and share his food with you. He’ll tell you outright that he’s happy to let you use him as a pillow whenever you want.

(Also, he makes a mental note to drop you off with Belphie instead of bringing you along to the kitchen and risking waking you up again next time)

If it doesn’t wake you up, no problem! That’s what he expected. He just carries you around as he does what he needs to do around the house. He’ll put you to bed properly if he needs to go outside of course, but otherwise he’s bringing you with him.

When you wake up, he’ll put you down if you somehow indicate that’s what you want. If you don’t though, he just… won’t. He likes holding you. He’d do it so often if he thought you’d like him to.

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Belphie:

…Welp. The table has turned, hasn’t it.

People don’t fall asleep on Belphie while he’s awake too often! He’s not usually conscious to experience this! He likes it though. He thinks you’re being so cute.

9 times out of 10, Belphie will take this as his cue to cuddle up to you and join you in sleep. He can always be tempted into a nap. He’d make sure this the comfiest, nicest, most restful nap you’ve ever taken. He’d make sure you feel so safe and loved. You will NOT be disturbed on his watch.

On the rare tenth time, when Belphie isn’t tired, he might whine about being trapped. When one of his brothers points out that he can move you very easily, he glares at them. He maintains that it’s illegal to move when you’ve been chosen as someone’s pillow. When it’s pointed out that he’s perfectly capable of waking you if he really wants to get up, he looks affronted. He would NOT do that, he says. Do they think he’s completely heartless, he asks.

Well. He wouldn’t do that unless he’s feeling particularly bratty. He’d totally do it to any of his brothers… but he’s soft with you. He loves you. Be so for real, do you think he’d really ever pass up an opportunity to cuddle you? No way. He can go shopping later.

He won’t tell you that though. He’ll bitch about it to your face, complaining until you agree to go shopping with him next time, all the while refusing to let go of you.

He already was not hesitating to fall asleep on you, but he somehow gets more shameless and constant about it. Since you’re doing it too, it’s your thing now. You’d be a hypocrite to complain now.

Yeah, he couldn’t be happier about this. Please sleep on him all the time. Enable him even more! He’ll make sure you won’t regret it.

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