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l3viat8an · 9 months
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Walking up to Lucifer while he’s doing paperwork at his desk, kissing his forehead and whispering a soft, “I love you.” before walking away again to do whatever duties you have.
It’s so soft and random, Lucifer just sits there for a minute blushing, before shaking his head and going back to his paperwork.
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scorchingbread · 11 months
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Barbatos knows
Cw: afab!mc, pregnancy, mc x demon brothers (not all at once, just any one of them apply)
Imagine since Barbatos can see into the future he probably knows before anyone else that mc is pregnant with one of the demon brothers' kid. So he's stopping by the house of lamentation more keeping his eye on them. Also him fussing at the brothers when seeing mc work because "surely you're capable enough to clean this yourself, why make mc do it for you?" And everyone's just confused because normally he trusts mc more to do the work, even if it isn't an unfair statement.
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mallowdarling · 1 year
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Lucifer and his puppy, Cerberus. He grew a bit too much but still, a puppy.
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Comfort art.. Vent art.. I don't know what to call it but it is something
i missed making artworks with these vibes and warm colors why did i stop again
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akurui-shizen7 · 1 year
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Diavolo, going over [MC]'s resume: Okay, so right here, it states that you’re creative.
[MC]: Yes
Diavolo: Okay... may I know what you create
[MC]: Problems.
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antiromanticbaby · 4 months
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Imperfection - Lucifer
Husband!Lucifer x GN!reader
[✧] ー head empty, just lucifer putting his mask away, and mc comforting him in his vulnerable moments. let's imagine everyone have their own bathroom and its not one for all and one for asmo, mk? not canon (or at least I don't think it's canon) but luci has multiple scars on his body. SFW
"Tell me every terrible thing you did, and let me love you anyway." - Edgar Allen Poe for Lucifer
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Today had been stressful. But then again, everyday is stressful for Lucifer.
Wake up early in the morning, keep your brothers in line the whole day, and do Diavolo's paperwork until late at night. All of these tasks turned into more and it filled everyday with endless work with little to no breaks. As soon as he did take a moment to rest and unwind. Yet he did find the time tonight. It was already quite late, but here he sat, muscles tense as he sipped on his Demonus and listened to his gramophone. He had called you over too, hoping you could make time for him. Perhaps with you in his arms he would feel better. And fortunately, you did come. But with a pleasant surprise.
"Lu?" You knocked, entering his room after he gave you permission. Even though you had no problem entering his office without knocking (and he didn't mind it either) you still knocked. (which he secretly appreciated.) You came over to him, hugging his seated form from behind as your arms wrapped around his neck. Even his brothers felt how frustrated he had been lately but they would never spoke up, because they knew the avatar of pride would never admit it.
But with you? With you he was different. You made him feel safe, you made him believe he can be vulnerable while holding onto his pride.
You ran a hand on his chest, nuzzling your face in his hair. You also knew of his day to day frustration, of how tensed and stressed he currently was. "I ran a bathe for you." You spoke, planting a kiss on his head. He was always quick to pamper and spoil you, why not you do it for him tonight? Lucifer slowly leaned back and relaxed into your embrace, the two of you sharing this tender moment together. Lucifer turned his head up and gave you a small smile, showing his appreciation. He reached up and placed his hand over yours, squeezing gently. Lucifer then leaned his head back, closing his eyes. It was a rare moment when he gave in to his emotions, letting his body relax for the briefest moment.
"If you want, I can join you too." You spoke, running a hand through his hair. "May I?"
"Of course, you don't need to ask." He hummed, planting a kiss on the palm of your hand that was on his chest. He stood up, never letting go of your warm hand in his gloved ones as he guided you to the bathroom. He was surprised as he noticed you had decorated it for him, with candles, red rose petals, even aloes wood fragrance. That explained your absence throughout the day. You helped him strip, even though he was slightly reluctant. He helped you strip, planting soft kisses along your body. He made sure not to stare too much, even though he could worship you for hours or even days on end. As you sat together in the tube, he wrapped his hands around you, pulling you to his chest.
Scars adorned his body, back and chest, everywhere. Scars that showed him his weaknesses, that reminded him of his losses, yet he'd rather keep them as a bitter reminder of every mistake he had made. A painful reminder he endured, so hopefully he would learn from the past. But that didn't make him any less insecure of them. No one, no one was allowed to see this weaknesses except for you, and he still had yet to gauge out your opinion about them.
You leaned to his chest, wrapping your arms around his torso as you embraced him warmly. The ring on your finger glittering in the dim light of the candles, matching with the one on his. He felt safe in your arms, the sensation of warmth from the candles and the fragrance of the aloes-wood filling around you. His heart pounded loudly in his chest as the scars on his chest are exposed to you. Lucifer stared down at you in the dim lighting. Your bodies pressed against one another, a comforting pressure. He closed his eyes and relaxed into your embrace, allowing himself to be vulnerable. His shoulders slumped and he leaned his head back against the edge of the bathtub.
You suddenly traced a hand on one of the scars on his chest, making him quickly grab your wrist. Despite the acceptance he felt in your touch, he didn't feel ready to be exposed like that. "Calm down Lu." You spoke, looking into his eyes with the softest gaze he had ever seen. You brought his hand to your lips, planting a kiss on the back of his hand. Lucifer relaxed his hold on your wrist and took a deep breath, feeling his heart start to beat normally again. He stared into your soft eyes, feeling the warmth of your gaze wash over him. You continued, caressing his chest as you began trailing kisses on his scars. “Just be yourself. Show me the worst in you and let me worship those. I love you, the full you, and I mean it.”
Lucifer shuddered as your lips touch his scars. Every kiss felt like a wave of relief and acceptance. He couldn't help but tense up as he felt the soft kisses touch him. Your kisses slowly made him feel more exposed and vulnerable, exposing him completely to your gaze and your judgement. He squeezed his eyes shut and sighed, his muscles slowly relaxing and letting you touch him without resistance.
"How am I lucky enough to call you mine?" He whispered sweetly. He slowly opened his eyes as he looked at you. The light of the candles danced in your eyes and he stared into them. He then leaned forward and grabbed your hand, bringing it to his lips and landing a kiss on the top of your knuckles. Lucifer then pulled back and looked at your hand for a moment. His eyes were drawn to the ring that sat on your finger. His thumb caressed the underside of your hand, feeling the warmth of your skin. It was as if you could see right through his soul and still love him completely.
"You may hide from everyone, Lu." You spoke, your free hand cupping his cheek as you caressed it. "But you can't hide from me. And do you want to know something, Lu? Your imperfections, the ones you so desperately hide, makes you absolutely perfect in my eyes."
He put his other hand on yours, seeking your warmth. He gave your hand a gentle squeeze, leaning forward to pull you into a deep passionate kiss. His hands wrap around your back as he kissed you. His lips were gentle, tender, his heart pounding. But deep down, he felt content and at peace. It didn't matter whether you accepted his scars or not, all that mattered was that you were there with him. His lips slowly pulled back and he leaned his head against yours, his breath heavy.
"I love you." He breathed out. Displays of affection such as this one, weren't really rare when you two were alone together. You smiled, giving his lips another peck. "I love you too, more than you can imagine."
Lucifer chuckled softly and kissed you again. Your lips met with a loving touch, your bodies pressed close and your souls entwined. You shared a moment of intimacy in each other's arms, the peace of the bathwater enveloping you both. Lucifer closed his eyes and pulled you closer. This was your safe haven, a sanctuary of comfort where the both of you didn't need to hide anything. He had put his trust in you, as much as you had given him of yourself.
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minimallyminnie · 10 months
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Brothers with reader who’s really good at baking!
Gn reader, fluff, fluffy, some hurt, happy!
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Lucifer
He loves it when you bake
But that being said he also hates it
For the sheer reason that everyone keeps fighting over again and again
Hell, even Barbatos and Luke threw hands the other day for a macaron from you!
That was saying something if Diavolo’s right hand man and an incredibly short angel wanted to fight for a macaron
So, to see what all the fuss was about he tried one
He never went back at all.
If Simeon or Satan or anyone were to throw hands
He would throw them to the ground
No. Hesitation.
He would probably like desserts that surprise him
Throw in a punch of cayenne pepper or something sour or crunchy and you’ll have a pleasantly surprised Lucifer
He doesn’t mind things that are simple and sweet either
Kinda like you. A simple human who’s kind to them despite how awful they can be to you at times
He stands next to you as you stir the batter and holds your face with one of his hands
As he presses a kiss to your lips, you lean in his hand
“I want you to remain with me like this…won’t you?
Mammon
You bet your arse that he’s going to freaking splurge on baking supplies
Anything for his s/o right?
He loves things with sour flavors a lot
He will pay you if he asks for you to make something for him
You don’t really mind not getting paid as long as you see your boyfriend happy but he seems to be insistent
But it’s not like anything special! He’s just paying for labor after all!
Of course he would deny it completely
He found out when he saw Beel in his demon form holding about ten muffins in his hands while Belphie was trying to get one from him
He only wants you to bake for him!
When he got the last one on the table, it was like the celestial realm went back for him or something
It was better than any of the Devildom bakeries and that was saying something
While he loves your baking, he also loves you as he proved that one day while you were baking
He wrapped his arms around your waist and when you looked back, he kissed you
“Hey, don’t mind if ya always bake by my side will ya..?”
Leviathan
Poor boy is so nervous to tell you that he wants something so he just opts for grabbing 3 of whatever you made before decking it out of the kitchen
You should tell him you can see him…
He loves it when you make themed desserts
Even more when it’s of anime he knows!
That one time you made Ruri-Chan cookies and his heart went like one of those shoujou girls
He really likes anything that’s creative!
So bored by simple flavors! He wants crazy things!
He’ll try anything you need him to, flavors, textures, scents
He’ll try to be honest about it if they look like a mess but he’ll end up stuttering more than usual
Like Mammon, he’ll deny it completely but unlike him, he’ll say it later on
He feels bad that you do basically everything so he goes out to help you wash dishes
He doesn’t mind but his brothers sure were surprised when he went out
When you kiss him as a thanks, he startles you when he pulls you back
“Y-you’re really amazing…D-don’t leave me…ok?
Satan
He doesn’t like desserts very much
You offered him a piece of angel cake (which he was incredibly annoyed at, adding on to the list of bad things that happened to him today…) and he just pushed the plate away and continued to work
You were hurt, of course but this was normal so you set the plate down next to him and went back to the kitchen to make more after the entire plate went missing
He regretted letting his sin slip out for no reason when you were just trying to do something nice so he decided to take just one bite
One bite couldn’t hurt.
Right?
Good grief he blinked and the whole piece was gone
He fell for your baking pretty fast
For you? Pretty much dropped.
He takes it out to clean later on but that night, he goes out and buys a special something for you
The next morning while everyone is out and about, you decided to stay in and bake some more
You feel a flat item nudge you in your back before turning around and seeing Satan with a rectangle gift in his hands
He gives it to you and when you open the intricately wrapped paper, there’s a baking book!
He apologizes, saying it wasn’t his intention to hurt you but you shush him with a kiss
Leaving the book on the counter you hold your arms around him
In return, he comes back from his surprise and holds you as he kisses your head
“For all the times I’ve been quiet I want to tell you to stay with me forever.”
Asmodeus
The first time he sees your baking he’s like
Astonished
He has to post this on Devilgram!!!!
Asmodeus takes about a hundred pictures of the cupcake before he looks around and takes one back to his room
Like a lot of the bakeries he’s tried, it’ll probably only be good in the appearance part
The taste? Probably shit.
But doesn’t mean he won’t try!
Well, look who’s going to be asking you for baked goods every week now.
He doesn’t care if it’ll go to his thighs or not, it tastes heavenly!
He’ll squeal in delight after the last bite, craving for more.
When you decide to make them in front of everyone, flour on your apron and buttercream on the side of your cheek, everyone is watching carefully at the cakes.
You swirl the cream over the cakes, sprinkling some tiny lemon flavored sprinkles before carefully placing bigger lemon looking candies on top of each one intricately
You wipe your head with your sleeve and grin at your hard work, taking just one photo which he thinks is blasphemy! Just one photo of beautiful cupcakes?! Are you crazy?!
You then tell them to enjoy while walking off to wash the dishes and everyone makes a go at it
The 24 cupcakes are gone in seconds, he took only two though intentionally
While the brothers go to the living room to fight, he goes to you when you’re done drying the dishes and handing you one. He presses a kiss to your cheek, smiling at your happiness
“My my! These cupcakes are adorable but you still are way better than them! Would you make these for me until the very end dear~?”
Beelzebub
WNDKDKDKDKWKE
Oh this man would be so down bad
He’s the avatar of gluttony and either way, he liked to eat in the Celestial Realm too
So first thing of his day, normal average (as you can get) day at home
He sees a plate on the table, he eats
Simple as that.
He sees his brothers actually fighting him for the plate to which he just gives it to them
He has one after all, what’s the harm in giving the rest to his brothers?
Well, they all had cleaning duty from you for the whole week after he ate the eclair
He wanted more.
That was the most heavenly devilishly amazing dessert he’s tasted in devildom and the Celestial Realm
Beelzebub now sneaks inside the kitchen when you’re there and watches you bake from step 1 to the end
You don’t mind, he’s quiet, washes his hands, offers to help hold or mix something
Who doesn’t get tired when they’re hand mixing something?
You also like the company, talking to a bowl of flour is…kinda boring when it doesn’t talk back. Beel will tell you what he thinks if you ask him, taste testing (which he loves even more now) or appearances
Even just listening to you talk while he stands or sit next to you, it’s nice and peaceful
The brothers eventually do come down and fight for the desserts before rushing back into their rooms like wasps and you just wash the dishes with him
When you’re done, you hand a tray of hidden tarts to Beel expecting him to devour all of them
But he just takes one, break it in half and gives it to you
You don’t expect it since he’s usually not so forward but he presses a kiss to your lips and blushes after
“I like it when you bake. Could you…bake and stay by my side forever…?”
Belphegor
Now. Considering how iffy you and Belphie were after…ahem…that incident, it’s a bit safe to assume that he had to work really hard to gain back his brothers and yours trust again
And he did, regretting deeply what he did considering you two were now together
He’s sleeping most of the time but when he hears fighting noises from the kitchen he sits up from the couch and looks inside to see Solomon, Asmodeus, and Lucifer fighting fist and fist????
(He definitely took photos of that)
When he looks at you who’s just ignoring the three, you offer him a slice of tiramisu cake
He takes it, confused and then he goes back to the attic
When he slices a piece off with his fork and puts it in his mouth
His mind almost explodes
It tasted…soft and amazing. The coffee delicately blending in with the bitter cocoa on top and the soft cream between the layers.
He eats it slowly but when the fork scrapes the plate, he keeps on wanting for more.
The next time you bake, he’s watching from the kitchen table.
You move with grace and love while you make it and he doesn’t understand how you can after everything his brothers and especially him did to you
His thoughts move around until a clink in front of him snaps him out
Belphie looks at the flan, and then you.
He eats it with you, smart move to put the tray of it outside on the dinner table so they wouldn’t bother you
You both finish and you happily ask for his opinion
He realizes that he won’t be able to understand you. You’re a puzzle piece that wasn’t apart of his family’s set but you fit in regardless.
So he does give you his opinion
He pulls you in and presses his head against yours
“I don’t understand how you can love me and smile at me after what I’ve done. But…I’d like to see it for the rest of my life.”
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Fun fact, I hate how they just brushed off Belphie’s actions in lesson 16 and how we acted too 🤠 Handsomeness doesn’t excuse the shit he did.
Hope you enjoyed nonetheless!
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highwaytcheaven · 11 months
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Random 2am thoughts except it’s just Lucifer brainrot.
Thinking about what he would be like after doing the deed? Smashing? Getting railed? I hope you get what I mean.
I have heard that some doms don’t give the basic aftercare to their sub, especially after an intense session which is such a red flag.
So here’s my take on what Lucifer would do!
He would switch from being dominant and menacing to soft and gentle in a heartbeat.
If he had his partner restrained in some way, he would gently untie them and massage/rub the area where the bindings were.
He’s not just going to leave you to clean yourself up.
Be prepared to be pampered to death.
If there was an intense scene, he would use a really soothing voice to reassure his partner and to check that they were okay.
Doesn’t care if you can walk, he will carry you to the bathroom.
Will definitely run you a bath with your favourite bath salts.
He would find a way to make it really bubbly.
Will happily wash your hair and massage your back alongside other areas.
Depending on the time of day, he would definitely grab your favourite snack and drink.
If you need to take any medication, he’ll already have it in his hand with a glass of water.
Kisses you at every given moment.
Not intimate kisses but more like forehead kisses and kisses on the cheek.
Would be very soft spoken as he whispers appraisal and words of encouragement.
Is literally the opposite of him outside the bedroom.
Lets you wear any of his shirts to sleep in.
Will cuddle you to his chest as he runs his fingers through your hair.
He knows you can’t listen to cursed records so he’ll probably have some classical music playing from his phone as background noise.
Definitely has his door locked and enchanted so his brothers don’t barge in to take you away from him.
Loves to reassure you that he loves you and that he had fun during the scene.
Will kiss every inch of your body and will take his time with it.
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Me trying to write fluff like:
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luhasworks · 2 months
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the effect of a sleeping research partner
imagine mephistopheles’ surprise when he returns to RAD’s publication office, seeing the human sleeping soundly on the couch. he had left the room for a moment, leaving them to their own devices for a paired research in their shared class. from the open laptop screen with a formal study read through, and the faint consistent breathing of the tired human, mephisto is left in his own thoughts once more. he glances at the uncomfortable sleeping position his research partner is in along with the occasional shiver. he himself cannot tell if it’s the leaving winter cold, or if they are dreaming.
mephisto goes through his copy of work, which he deems enough for the day. not knowing if he can, or if he even should go near to the sleeping human. this time, their features seemed more relaxed, and he felt his face grow hot. for the sake of the human, he closes the curtains, and darkness would have enveloped the room if it weren’t for the cool-shaded lamp and laptop. the demon closes the device, and stands in front of the human’s figure.
mephistopheles removes his coat and places it atop of the human, and a shiver goes down his spine. as he places it on their body, he pauses. his hands still on his coat, and his knuckles grazing on the human. he takes in all of the little features of the exchange student that he had failed to notice then. he takes a deep breath before continuing to place his coat.
the demon sits on the couch, maintaining distance as he, too, starts to doze off.
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3pactsand2other · 9 months
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i'm so obsessed with this image of lucifer. like the absolute domesticated wife he is... i see it so badly in my head ... RAHHHHHH
because of that i have my own personal HCS for lucifer:
CW: NONE ! just fluff
GN!MC for all
• if he's not tired, he has no issue asking what kind of things you'd like him to whip up for you. he's more than happy to learn the dish regardless of the difficulty if it's one that you enjoy... so long as he can master it.
• even then, i feel like he'd also be a fan of cooking with you because it's a nice way to bond after all. nothing like seeing how well communication can go when creating something!
•though despite being happy to cook WITH you in the kitchen, i feel like he may take over unconsciously. you might have to remind him here and there about letting YOU do some of the work. it makes him blush a bit when he realizes this.
• if the dish turns out badly then i feel that you can try and talk him into trying it again (but personally i'd be in the boat of just leaving it be ;w; can't make it good now? don't wanna figure out what can go wrong next time).
• MY personal view is also that lucifer needs to wear his glasses a bit more than usual. so if working with food that steams, he has to step back for a moment with a slight "tsk". will retort if you make fun of him for it.
• most importantly he enjoys seeing your reaction once you finally try the dish, though inside he may have his nerves eat him up if he was unsure of it
•somehow i feel like if he had the time, he would make lunches for you and maybe whoever else asked him to..
•NEAT KITCHEN, though his sleeves get messy somehow (going off of how he comments about barbatos staying clean when cooking)
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meddlingmaeve · 1 year
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You looked tired, you felt tired, and your tired feet  dragged like lead on your walk to the house of lamentation. Mammon looked much the same, walking next to you, maybe even a little shell shocked over the amount of akuzon packages you ended up delivering. Damn it was a lot but at least the pay was good. With how much you made you wouldn't need to take on other jobs for a little while.
"Was it worth it?" You asked the demon and stifled a yawn.
Mammon stopped, letting out a long stretch that ended with his hands resting behind his head. "What kinda question is that? It'll be worth it after I get some sleep, ya know?" He continued his saunter and before you knew it, the two of you walked through the doors of the house. 
It was unusually quiet but it was a weekend night, everyone was out causing mischief somewhere else which suited you just fine. At least this time you weren't around it and didn't have to deal with it. With a long sigh, you told Mammon goodnight to which he mumbled something incomprehensible as he went up the stairs to his room. You watched him go, waiting for him to disappear and listening for the sounds of his door.
The muffled click was just in earshot and you moved up the stairs as softly as you could. Weariness from the day, no, even the week of work and RAD, had hit your muscles. Despite how bone tired you were, a smile tugged at your lips at the thought of your destination.  The one thing you've wanted to do all week, spend time with Lucifer.
Throughout the whole day, all your weary body wanted to do was exist with him. You knew he'd probably be busy, working on RAD student council paperwork but it didn't matter. Often when Lucifer was busy, you'd bring him food and drink, making sure he was taking care of himself. You'd sit in the chairs by the fireplace, in his office or in his study, doing homework or reading a book. Sharing the same space with him was enough to put you both at ease. 
But right now, you're tired and the only thing you wanted to do was find yourself wrapped in his embrace. You knocked gently but no voice greeted you. The handle made no noise as you turned it but the door creaked a little when you made an opening just wide enough for you to slip in. Softly, you closed the door behind you and turned to survey the room. 
There were no lights on except the glow of the fireplace against the walls, casting long shadows. You spotted an opened bottle of demonus on the coffee table alongside a neat stack of paper. The room smelled of wood smoke, ink, and paper and the familiar smell caused all the tension to leave your body at once. You staggered a bit as the warmth from the fireplace surrounded you, coaxing a yawn from weary body.
Your gaze fell upon the bed where you saw a form under the sheets. By some miracle, Lucifer had finished his paperwork early and fallen asleep. 
You started towards the bed, hands making quick work of your clothes. You shrugged out your jacket, pulled your shirt over your head, and made quick work of your pants. There was a trail of clothes in your wake so by the time you crawled into Lucifer's huge bed, you were in just your skivvies and ready to snuggle under the covers. 
As you were settling in, you looked over to Lucifer, whose face was turned to you, and he looked so peaceful. Your heart thumped in your chest. The heat of happiness rose up to your face, giving you a silly little smile. You reached out a tentative hand towards him, watching for any signs that you might have disturbed his sleep, and brushed away a strand of that lovely black and grey hair obscuring his face. Your attention focused on each and every feature of that handsome face: striking jawline, cute nose, and a brow that was unfurrowed for once. You wanted to etch every feature into your memory forever. It didn't matter how many times you'd seen him, his beauty blew you away and it was hard to believe that you, a human, had caught his heart.
You were so lost in staring at his face, and thinking about how much you loved him, that you didn't notice his arm moving until it draped over your waist and pulled you in. It startled you and you let out a little yip of surprise which was met with him shushing you. 
"Sleep MC. You can stare more in the morning." His deep voice rumbled sleepily and you felt it vibrate his chest.
"Just let me turn over then." You quietly giggled and rolled over in his arms until he was spooning you. His embrace was warm, his arm coming around you and curling around your rib cage, pulling you flush against him. You wiggled your lower half to his and then relaxed against him.
Between the comfortable pillow under your head and the warmth of your lover's body next to yours, you began to drift to sleep, finally getting what you wanted all day.
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l3viat8an · 10 months
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Mammon who spends all day at home, laying on the couch in his room, moping like a kicked puppy, because you forgot to give him a good morning kiss before you left..…
The only apology he’ll accept is you sitting in his lap and coving his face in kisses to make up for it ♡
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treasureofmammon · 6 months
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✨💖💛 Imagine holding hands like this with him 🥹 💛💖✨
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✨💖 Sorry for being a hopeless romantic especially with my bbg, Mammon 💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💖 This is a very self indulgent illustration, btw. 💖
Also, headcannon:
Mammon, as the greedy boy he is, likes to hold your hand(s) and just take a few moments to observe your fingers, your palm, your wrist, the little wrinkles in it and the way your hand feels in his: so warm and so soft; because everything about you is adorable to him, from the top of your head to your toes, including your hands. And you’re all his. He’s so in love with you. But he won't admit it!
"Mammon, what are you doing?"
"No-nothing"; *blushing, embarrassed but doesn't let your hand go, just observing it*
I love him so much 💖🥹
Warning ⚠️: This is a fan-made artwork created by me. The character(s) depicted here belong to the mobile game "Obey me: shall we date" and are owned by Solmare Corporation.
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EVERYONE LISTEN TO SATAN MEOW RN IN NIGHTBRINGER BAHAHAHA
He's so baby gorl I love him
(Ignore my goofy ahh notification 💀)
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scorchingbread · 8 months
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Belphegor HC: Bath time ☁️
Cw: I don't think there's any please let me know if there's smth I should add!
Gn!mc (no gender is stated) x Belphegor, this could be platonic or romantic. Relationship status isn't stated, so whatever you want or are more comfy with.
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Honestly I headcanon that you have to "drag" (he would fake fight this cause he's ready to be pampered) Belphie to take a bath, and that you have to wash his hair and etc for him because "why would I want to do that when it feels so good when you do?" Which is 50% him telling the truth, the other half is his laziness.
Also that you noticed his demon for was pretty unkempt and asked him if he ever clean his tail or horns and he was like "am I suppose to??" leading to your utter horror forcing him in the bath so you can clean his poor tail and horns.
I picture this going one of two ways. The first is he really likes how it feels, and the second is like fighting a cat that got dirty to be washed in the tub. Like literally shivering, in the corner, trying to hold his tail. But then, right after being done he's baffled and in awe about how nice his tail and horns feel/look. He didn't even know that his horns weren't supposed to be matte and could actually shine, and he never realized how uncomfortable it was before and feels like he could take a nice comfy nap from how good he feels after :)
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makosworld · 1 year
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Gambling
ׂ╰┈➤ mammon x gn!reader
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After a long day at RAD you were finally getting to take the nap y- "Oi, MC come with me!" Mammon bursted into the room, and with that all chances of your nap. But you loved the guy, so..
"Alright, where are we going?"
"TO THE CASINO" he replied with enthusiasm. A smile slid onto your face, you couldn't refuse his excitement.
"Wooo, lets go then!" You said.
You step inside the casino, greeted by bright shining lights. Mammon leads you to a table, and you take a seat. "Alright MC this is a blackjack table, you remember how to play?" Mammon asks you with a smile.
"Yeah, but I could use a refresher of the rules," you reply.
"Mmk, so in this game the point is to get to 21 first, or to have the highest number when the dealer loses."
"Gotchu, lets do this." The dealer shuffles the deck, and the game begins.
Only you and the dealer are left now. You have 17 and the dealer has 16. You're unsure of what to do and look over at Mammon. He has this look that he gets when he gambles. He gets so lost in the moment that he looks kinda terrifying. Anyone who wasn't used to it would cower in fear, but you know he's on your side, thankfully. You whisper to him, "Mammon what should I do?"
"Draw another card, MC." He replies smirk widening.
"Are you sure? The dealer has-"
"Do it."
The dealer deals you another card. It's a 4. IT'S A 4. You, Mammon, and the crowd around you burst into shouts. "WOOOOOO LETS GO MC YOU DID IT!"
"YEAH I DID!" After everyone calms down, you start to wonder, 'how was I that lucky?' But all your thoughts disappear, when Mammon places his hand on your shoulder.
"I told you that was the right move, MC."
"And you were right." You reply looking up at him. You snake your arms around his waist and ask, "What's the right move now, huh?" He smirks before leaning in to kiss you, not just a peck, but you weren't eating each other's faces, either. You pulled away happily, and sat down ready for another match.
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