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nsfw content MDNI (repost)

To be completely honest, anon if I had a dick, I would buy one, it just looks like it'd be fun to fuck- 💀

Both boys have a similar reaction to you giving them the toy. "Yo-Y-You want me to what?!?" and blushing all the way to their ears lol

But moving on to the video part~

Mammon

Mammon is sitting on the couch in his room, pants around his ankles 'n legs spread he got the toy in one hand and is setting a little bottle of lube back down on the table, just next to where his phone is propped up recording.

He looks at the camera and frowns a bit, "Ya see the shit ya got me doin' for ya? Should'a just went to yer room." He pouts one hand rubbing lube up and down his cock.

He looks at the toy in his and finally moves to slide it over his cock~ his movements are slow, but even from the video you can tell he’s holding back.

He want to put on a show 'n make you feel jealous of this stupid toy you're making him use!!! A few low moans 'n grunts make it past his lips and he starts moving the toy a little bit faster, "Wish ya were here! Nothing better, than the real thing, 'n I miss ya so much." It doesn't matter if he saw you 15 minutes ago he already misses you! "Damnit, all w-worked up g-gonna- fuck~" Mammon ends up cutting himself off ‘n cumming faster than he wanted to, he had planed on making a longer video, edging himself a bit more, but all the thoughts of you~ ('n. the fact he was jerking off before he started recording ) didn't help. Just under the video is a text 'When yer done watchin' this head to my room!'

Levi

The video is shaky, it's an above view of his cock already inside the toy, and you can hear Levi's soft panting, almost whine like moans right away "S-sorry, needed y-you, s-so-hahh~ so-fuck- so b-bad I almost forgot to record……."

Unlike Mammon, Levi isn't putting on a show, he's chasing his high~! All he did was think of the way your hand brushed his thigh in class, and he was hard. He wanted a quick way to get off!

He was about to just jerk off when his eyes fell on the toy and he remembered you made him promise to send you a video.......

"R-really wish you were here~! This stupid toy isn't enough!"

His whines are getting louder and his moans are in a higher pitch, his hand starts jerking the toy faster, and finally he cums with a cry of your name~

A text quickly follows the video 'Next time you have to help me out!! And you can't say no!!!”

・✶ ｡ﾟyou finally let mammon feel all of you for the first time. warnings : f. reader, some possessive talk, mammon goes raw for the first time.

“fuck.” mammon spits quietly as he kneels over you, the base of his fat cock in his hand while he guides the blunt head through your folds.

“ya sure ‘bout this, baby? t-thought about this s-so much—“ he curses softly when he fumbles slightly, the other hand that’s resting on your waist tightening as he tries to line himself up again, a little too eager to sink into your tight cunt and feel all of you.

your lips part to answer him but you only manage a whimper and a nod when the fat head finally pushes into your already flexing walls and mammon groans, gliding past the spots that have your thighs twitching around his waist to force even more of his cock inside of you.

he feels like the rooms spinning, your walls tightening and sucking him in the deeper he goes and he can feel every flex of your muscles against his cock until he’s almost hunched over you, resting his forehead against your shoulder when he finally bottoms out, the hand that was previously on your waist moving to twist in the sheets beside you.

“o-oh fuck, baby. you’re so tight, fuck! ya feel so good.” mammon grunts, the muscles in his back expanding with each of his shakey exhales as he tries to catch his breath above you—a little embarrassed at how close he already feels but how can you blame him when he can feel every twitch and flex of your pussy around him, arousal pooling in his lower stomach as he hisses through his teeth before finally drawing his hips back.

“‘ts g-gonna feel so good fillin’ up this perfect—fuckin’—pussy, all mine.” his voice is low, slightly shakey with anticipation and need as he follows each word with a sharp thrust, cursing under his breath when you babble and grab at him so needily with each smack of his hips against yours, his cock thickening and twitching against the addictive, needy hug of your body—your walls almost desperately trying to pull him back each time he rocks his hips “oh, baby. ‘ll give it to ya—it’s all y-yours too.”

mammon growls wordlessly, leaning over you once again as his hands grab at the pillow next to your head—his other hand digging almost painfully into your waist to help with pulling your hips down to meet each of his heavy thrusts, your body clapping against his as he fucks into you, panting over the skin of your neck before his lips are gliding over the most sensitive parts that have you keening below him.

“‘s it feel good? yeah? shiiiit—ya drive me fuckin’ crazy. ya love—“ he takes a ragged breath, rolling his hips into yours a little sloppily before he groans again “y-ya love how good i make ya feel, don’t ya?” and you whine, grabbing at his broad shoulders to keep yourself some what grounded as his thrusts speed up, and he curses roughly when you leave red marks on his smooth, tanned skin, his pace stuttering when it only makes his cock throb inside you—his lips parted as he pants and growls in your ear, his thrusts loud and clapping.

“goddamn, wanna feel all of ya, baby—ughhhh—“ the silver haired demon babbles, his brows furrowing as he drinks in the sound of your sweet moans and the feeling of your walls around him, memorising every dip of your body. “f-fuckin’ cum for me. holy shit—i gotta feel ya, fuck!”

© 2022 garoujo. please do not copy any of my layouts or writing and translate or repost onto any other sites.

2 Minute Notice!!! (I can already see so many ex-employees jamming to this song)

Dom To Sub + NSFW Headcannons (Obey Me)

Warnings:

NSFW

FOUL LANGUAGE (SWEARING)

(Headcannons below the cut)

Lucifer 

We already know that this man likes to be in control of situations, so it’s no surprise that he would be the most dominant in the bedroom.

Satan 

Almost tied with Lucifer for first.

The only reason he’s not, is because he does occasionally like to let you take the lead.

He will put a collar on you if you let him while he fucks you from behind.

Belphegor 

Despite his constantly tired state, Belphegor will be in full control during sex.

Prefers to be laying on his back while he helps you ride him, but will top you to prove a point or when he’s frustrated.

Belphegor radiates top energy and the only reason that he isn’t higher on the list is because of Lucifer and Satan.

Asmodeus

The master of switches has arrived.

You’re tired? He’ll do all the work while praising you.

You want to top? He loves when you take control so he’ll be more then happy to let you.

Leviathan

As shy as he is, Levi will top you without hesitation at your request.

He much prefers to be the bottom though, and gets so blushy when you praise him.

Very into cosplay and roleplay.

Beelzebub

Always worried about hurting you due to his size, Beel tends to let you top him for your own safety.

He’ll keep his hands on your hips to help you ride him.

If you ever manage to get him to top you, he’ll be so gentle with you, checking periodically in to make sure he isn’t hurting you.

Absolutely loves giving oral. 

He just wants to taste you, and to him, you taste amazing

Mammon

Are you really surprised?

Mammon is a sub through and through.

If you request it or he’s in a particularly bad mood, he’ll top you but don’t expect it to happen often.

Praise him and he’ll become a mess under you.

Incorrect Quotes 51/50

*at the dinner table*

Asmodeus: *scrolling on his DDD under the table*

Leviathan: *actually not playing a game for once and eating*

Beelzebub: *eating like a starved man as per usual*

Mammon, Belphegor and MC: *suspiciously quiet*

Satan: *already done and just sipping at some tea while reading*

Lucifer: You are all remarkably well behaved tonight.

Lucifer: ...

Lucifer: What did you do?

Imagine|||Obey Me

MC settling back in at the devildom

Gender Neutral Character

Trigger warnings: Mentions of war, death, injuries swearing.

This is in no way trying to romanticize war and/or war injuries. This is the last part of the series.

(Imagine below the cut)

For the first month after the boys found out you were back, most of them checked their DDDs religiously. Good morning texts and goodnight texts were sent, along with the occasional picture of something funny that had happened that day or something cute they had seen.

Diavolo banned fireworks for the first few months after Solomon made the quiet request, and you couldn’t feel any safer when you no longer heard the random bangs while trying to get to sleep.

Satan would leave one or two books outside the door of the room you were sharing with Solomon in Purgatory hall, and then you finished them, you would get the sorcerer to enchant them to return to the avatar of wrath. Lucifer sent soothing teas along with Beelzebub’s gifts of food, and you would end up snacking while reading late into the night when the nightmares started to get worse.

Mammon stuck to sending you little charms or items that reminded him of you while he was out shopping, while Levi would get Solomon to bring you games that he thought you might like. He always made sure to leave out games that involved fighting, although you seemed to like when he found a devildom version of something called animal crossing.

Belphegor would personally bring you over a particularly fluffy blanket or pillow every once in a while and told you all of the best places in the devildom for when you wanted to be alone.

Asmodeus… He went overboard with gifts. Bath bombs and face masks were sent daily, with expensive soaps and bottles of bubble bath with them. He would send flowers and chocolates too, and eventually Solomon had to limit him on the number of things he sent because your shared bathroom with the sorcerer was becoming overrun with self-care products.

Solomon himself was chill with having you in his room, as he liked having someone around that wouldn’t mess with his potions or bother him too much about trivial things. The two of you spent many hours in silence working on your respective projects and hobbies, and he started working on a nightmare stopping potion.

Luke baked you things every day, and Simeon managed to convince you to join them for dinner most afternoons.

Overall, Luke was probably the most determined to get you back to your old self. He spent as much time as possible just hanging around you while you read in the common room. Hell, Luke even mastered all of your favorite recipes in case you would start craving human food, and when you did? You didn’t even have to say it. You tended to stay off of social media, and you didn’t want to see anything that might trigger an anxiety attack, so Solomon kept you updated on silly little things that happened in both the human and devildom worlds.

When you started to open the door to let Satan read with you, he was pleasantly surprised, but didn’t let it show. He kept physical interactions to a minimum as hard as it was sometimes and would read to you if you asked. Every once is a while, you would wordlessly hand him your DDD, which would show a cute picture of a cat, and he would murmur about how beautiful they were.

When you asked Lucifer to work in his office with him, he accepted immediately, and offered tea when he got some for himself. The two of you worked in perfect silence, broken only when he would read something out loud to help him remember it and you would soak in his smooth voice.

Somehow you managed to avoid the new student, who had ended up staying in the devildom to complete the semester, and for that you were glad. She hadn’t approached you, and you kept to yourself in Purgatory hall, so you didn’t stress about that.

When Simeon gently persuaded you to go on a walk with him for some fresh air, you decided to give it a shot. He promised that the two of you would stay away from large crowds, and you invited Luke along.

Luke was by your side the whole walk, glaring at any demon who got too close, and holding onto your sleeve to keep you grounded. A commotion made the three of you tense, but when you saw the familiar face of the big D of wrath that had accompanied you to the battles cringing away from a larger, mad demon, you tore away from the angels to stand between them.

That was the first time they had seen you so furious, and the small crowd of demons that had gathered quickly dispersed when you handed the bigger demon’s ass to him in twenty seconds flat. The angels let him join your walk without question when they saw your subtle shaking, and the wrath demon stuck close to you.

The rest of the walk was mostly quiet on the angels’ part, as they watched your quiet conversation with the demon who had fought beside you. The two of you seemed to be good at keeping each other grounded, so they let him inside Purgatory hall so the two of you could have a while to catch up in the common room.

When a few hours later Lucifer was sent a short video of your happy conversation with the wrath demon by Simeon, the avatar of pride smiled.

The two of you fell asleep on the couch, but when Solomon came home a little later and tried to move you to your bed, the wrath demon unconsciously grabbed you and pulled you against his side in an attempt to protect you even in his sleep.

The next few days showed more improvement, and the longer you were around your pacted wrath demon, the longer you were relaxed. Eventually Simeon pulled him aside to formally invite him to claim a room at Purgatory hall and told him to come any time he wanted.

When one day you snuck into the house of Lamentation and found Belphegor napping on the couch, you hesitated, before going over and sitting down to pull his head onto your flesh thigh and popping open the book you were originally going to return to Satan. The avatar of sloth barely stirred but reached out to hold your shirt as he slept, and you snapped a picture to remember the moment.

A few hours later Beelzebub came down to find Belphegor and found the two of you napping together with you leaning back against the couch and his twin’s head on your lap. His eyes softened, and a grin spread his lips, before he edged over and took closed book from your hand to set it on the end table, before heading to the kitchen to make some food for when you woke up.

Of course, your luck had to come to an end when the new student walked past and noticed you.

“Hey, who the hell are you?” Her loud voice snapped you awake, and without realizing it, you jolted off the couch and braced yourself. The action startled Belphegor, who had actually woken up moments ago and just didn’t want to move when he noticed that you were the one he was holding onto.

The tone of her voice made you immediately go on the defensive, so you looked your old bully straight in the eyes. She seemed to recognize you, and a wicked grin split her face.

“Oh, so you’re the great Y/n that everyone was all sad about. “

Yeah, Beelzebub heard that and showed up with concern written all over his face.

“They’re my favorite human. C’mon Y/n.” Belphegor quickly took your flesh hand in his, tugging you towards his room to get you out of the situation.

Beel was close behind with snacks, and for the first time in months, you managed to lay back and relax with the twins in Belphegor’s bed while snacking and talking about random things.

Imagine|||Obey Me

MC comes home to the devildom from the war

Gender Neutral Character

Trigger warnings: Mentions of war, death, injuries swearing.

This is in no way trying to romanticize war and/or war injuries. There might be a part 3 where MC is getting used to being around the demons again and the same applies to that part.

(Imagine below the cut)

An honorable discharge.

That’s what Barbatos was told when Simeon revealed that he would be bringing you home. But seeing as he made him promise to not tell the brothers, Barbatos knew something was wrong. He relayed the message to Diavolo, who beamed at the fact that one of his favorite humans was returning.

When Solomon and Simeon came in later that week with you supported by your remaining wrath big D, Diavolo almost cried at the state you were in. You now sported a prosthetic right arm and leg and had noticeably shorter hair. Your clothes hung off your frame, and your eyes seemed empty of life.

The big D of wrath looked a little better, with only a few circular scars, and Diavolo feared to know what had happened to the other wrath and pride demons. Never less, he bowed low to the two of you in respect for what you had done, before approaching you to hug you. His heart broke when you flinched, and he quickly turned it into a handshake to save your pride.

The wrath demon excused himself to find the families of the two demons that had died and gave you a quick side hug before passing you to Solomon and letting the sorcerer support your shaky legs.

They took you back to purgatory hall that night after catching up for a while, and you slept beside Solomon, who stayed away for the most part to help you through a nightmare.

When Luke saw you the next morning, he cried. He had been so worried, as Simeon hadn’t wanted him to see you while you were out, so you held him close to you on the couch while he asked a few questions. You tried not to flinch away when Simeon showed up with tea and cookies, and no one questioned you when your hands shook.

Luke was especially scared of hurting the area where your prosthetics were attached, but you assured him it was only bad when you got too cold or it they were attached improperly. You didn’t tell him how you lost your limbs, but later on that day allowed Simeon to explain to him what had happened.

A grenade had been thrown, and you had jumped in front of one of a medic who was tending to one of your fellow soldiers. The big D of pride was the one who carried you away, and bought you back to the base to get your wounds treated while the remaining wrath demon finished off all the enemy soldiers in a mile radius due to his rage. The medic and soldier you had saved swore secrecy to what they had witnessed. Promising to tell no one of the two creatures that crawled out of the shadows in your defense.

When a week later you were finally able to walk with little help from the angels or Solomon, you decided to get your stuff from your room in the House of Lamentation to bring to Purgatory hall. Solomon and Simeon helped you walk over, as they knew when the boys saw you there’d be chaos.

Somehow, you didn’t pass anyone until you got to the stairs, so Solomon went ahead with Luke to start gathering your stuff to make it easier for you. Simeon stayed by your side as you struggled up the first few steps, the prosthetic leg slightly uncomfortable against your skin as you lifted it to step up.

“Y/n?” The voice was quiet, but both you and Simeon heard it without a problem.

It was Mammon.

The avatar of Greed stared at the two of you, eyes wide and breathing shaky as he took a step forwards, and you offered a small smile.

“Hey you.”

Simeon had to grab a hold of your shoulders to prevent you from falling backwards at the force Mammon hit you, and you felt damp droplets hit your short hair as tears fell from the demons face.

Other then Solomon, this was the first hug you had received from anyone since getting home, and somehow, although you were happy to finally see one of the brothers after so long, you were uncomfortable at the act. Upon realizing how tense you were, Simeon had to forcefully extract you from the demon’s grasp, which made Mammon growl lowly.

But when the white-haired male saw the discomfort on your face, he froze. And then he looked at the rest of you. His eyes lingered on your arm and leg, and he finally seemed to realize how short your hair was as he took a step back.

“What happened to ya over there Y/n?”

By the time you had relaxed and managed to mumble out a coherent sentence, pounding footsteps echoed from the direction of the kitchen, and a rush of ginger barreled towards you.

Simeon actually had to whip out his wings and shield you from Beelzebub’s hug, which was not taken well by the avatar of gluttony. Belphegor was close behind his twin, and the commotion must have reached the other brothers because you could hear faint footsteps from other areas in the house.

Satan seemed the least surprised by your arrival, and he helped to hold back his brothers until you could reach the top of the stairs with Simeon’s help. Later he would tell you that the big D of wrath that had survived came to tell him that you were back, and that he decided to wait until you were ready to see them. He understood war, and how it could change people.

Asmodeus was crying as he babbled out welcome home and thanked you for coming back to them, and Leviathan was trying to hide his own tears of joy that you were alright.

When Lucifer finally arrived last, his gaze landed first on your face, then he scanned for injuries. He was annoyed that Simeon’s wings were still covering most of you but accepted your silence and the nervousness in your eyes as a warning to hold back for now.

When Simeon pulled back his wings to help you up the rest of the stairs, the brothers -other than Mammon- fell silent. Their eyes lingered on your new limbs, and they seemed almost afraid to say anything about them.

By the time you had returned with the two angels and Solomon in tow, they had composed themselves. Satan or Lucifer must have warned them to hold their tongues about anything that had happened while you were gone.

“How long have you been back?” Beelzebub was the first to speak, asking the question that everyone wanted to know, and you avoided their eyes as you reached the flat floor.

“A week and a half.” Your voice would not have been heard by them if they didn’t have such good hearing. You could clearly see the anger, the hurt as they realized you had been back this long and didn’t contact them at all. “I needed time.”

“They don’t have to explain themselves. We’re heading back to Purgatory hall until they’re comfortable with being around so many people again.” Solomon wrapped an arm around your shoulders as he stepped closer to you and took their eyes off of you. With his statement, you could see the crestfallen eyes of the demon brothers you had grown to love, and you shuffled on your feet in discomfort.

The angels and human walked you past the brothers, who parted silently to let you pass.

“May I bring you a few books that I had saved for your return?” Satan’s words almost made a tear slip out.

He had still been collecting books he thought you might like while you were gone.

“That would be appreciated.”

And then you were out the door.

Imagine|||Obey Me

If MC was called to serve in a human war while staying in the devildom.

Gender neutral character.

Trigger warnings: Mentions of war, death, swearing.

This is in no way trying to romanticize war and/or war injuries. There will be a part two where MC returns home to the devildom and the same applies to that part.

I have been imagining scenarios like this for weeks leading up to now because or Remembrance Day, so I figured I might as well write it.

(Imagine below the cut)

The letter given to you by Barbatos made you flinch. You had never seen one in person, and the demon’s concerned face didn’t help. When he asks what it’s about, you don’t answer, only staring down at the unopened letter in fear.

You stayed at Purgatory hall that night, the brothers just assuming that you were studying with Solomon, when in reality, you needed some form of human comfort. Solomon was supportive, knowing that you wouldn’t dare refuse to go, and helped you tell the angels.

Luke was aghast. He hated the idea of you possibly dying in some stupid war and protested when you said you would be leaving tomorrow. Simeon was more mature about the subject, offering to watch over you and answer your prayers for him when you needed it.

With Solomon and the angels’ support, you told Diavolo and Barbatos the next morning. Diavolo immediately offered to make an excuse for you not to go, but your pride kept you from accepting his offer. Barbatos promised to watch your futures and steer you away from bad endings. You all decided not to tell the brothers until after you had left, knowing that they wouldn’t be as calm with the decision, and Barbatos helped you pack.

An hour before you left, you were helping Diavolo pick a new student from the human world, and you settled on a familiar face. Your old bully from high school. You knew that although she was cruel, she would complete the semester flawlessly, so despite the surprised glance from the demons, you picked her.

Solomon was called to hide your pact marks from humans and demons alike, and you felt a wave of loneliness as you felt the sense of security from the marks fade away. This way, your demons wouldn’t know where you were, or if you got hurt.

You made three new pacts with big Ds, two of wrath, and one pride. With everything finished, and the portal created, you hugged the angels goodbye, gave Solomon a kiss on the cheek for his help, and bowed to both Diavolo and Barbatos.

The prince broke the rules for the first time in a long time, and bowed back, before engulfing you in a warm hug with a few whispered words of luck.

After being given a few charms and a healing potion by Solomon, you and your three new pacted demons headed through the portal.

 When the bothers found out, they were furious. Mammon and Levi took it the hardest, while Satan was terrified for what could happen to you. Lucifer spent days locked in his room, pouring over his work, and not bothering to get mad at Mammon when he messed something up. Beelzebub was a mess. Some days he would go without eating entirely, and others he would consume more than usual. Belphegor started having trouble sleeping when the reality of the situation sunk in.

When the new student arrived only a week later, they made little effort trying to be nice to her. Beel was tasked with being her first guardian, as Mammon was in no state to guard anyone, but even he struggled to get used to not having you by his side. When the new student complained about how they acted and brought up you, they had to hold back Mammon from flying into a rage at the way she spoke your name.

She was nothing like you. Her touch was nothing like yours and her words were empty of any affection whenever she spoke to them. Eventually, Barbatos had to intervene because he feared that the way they were acting would leave a bad impact on the new students’ written report at the end of the year.

Then the first letter came.

When Barbatos first saw the letter addressed to the boys, and realized who must have sent it, he couldn’t help but feel relieved. After telling Diavolo of the good news, he brought the letter to Lucifer, who read the letter to his brothers after dinner when the new student had left to go back to her room.

There were tears and shaky smiles as Lucifer read out loud, and the brothers started looking forwards to mail day. Some of them went so far as to mark off the days the letters would come on their calendars and they would visibly get more excited when the day rolled around.

Five months in, with ten letters having been sent, they were starting to get used to the new way of communication.

But then the letters stopped.

When they had Simeon check in on you, he assured them that you were alright, so they waited. And waited. And waited.

Three months went by without a single letter, and the boys were getting antsy. It didn’t help that Simeon and Solomon started disappearing for long periods of time at seemingly random hours, and the brothers could only assume something had happened.

Incorrect Quote 47/50

Mammon: I'm a firm believer in "if you're going to fail, you might as well fail spectacularly."

Incorrect Quote 43/50

Satan: *answers DDD* Hello?

Mammon, on MC's DDD: It's Mammon.

Satan: What did he do this time?

Mammon: No, it's me, Mammon, It's actually me.

Satan: What did you do this time?

Mammon: Why do ya always assume I did something?!

Satan: Am I wrong to assume something is wrong?

Mammon:...

Mammon: MC fell off the roof and I can't get her out of the tree because there're too many branches. DON'T TELL LUCIFER-

Incorrect Quote 39/50

Mammon, wakes up: *hears screaming* *runs out of his room*

Mammon, barging into MC's room where they and Solomon were having a sleepover: what's going o-

MC and Solomon crouching infront of alarm clock: EH EH EH. HOW DOES THAT FEEL HUH. EH EH EH

Incorrect Quote: 35/50

MC: WELCOME TO FUCKING APPLEBEE'S, DO YOU WANT APPLES OR BEES?

Mammon, confused:... bees???

MC: HE HAS SELECTED THE BEES

Mammon: Wait-

Solomon: *approaches them as he shakes a jar of bees*

Mammon: WAIT-

Incorrect Quote 33/50

Asmodeus: Fuck, marry, kill- Lucifer, Beel and MC

Solomon: Fuck Beel, marry MC and kill Mammon.

Mammon, overhearing from the hall: I wasn't even one of the options, what the fuck?

Incorrect Quote 27/50

MC: Since when is babysitting Mammon my-

MC: Oh my god, that's exactly my job.

Incorrect Quote 24/50

Mammon: Hey

Solomon: Hello.

Mammon: I can't sleep.

Solomon: I can.

Solomon: Goodnight.

Incorrect Quote 23/50

Lucifer: You were hurt, what do you remember?

MC: Only the ambulance ride to the hospital.

Lucifer: We didn't take an ambulance, Satan drove us.

MC: But I heard a siren.

Satan: That was Mammon.

Mammon: Oi shaddup, I was nervous alright?

Incorrect Quote 22/50

Satan: I mean, small creatures are way more vicious. It's because their anger has less space to be bottled up in.

Lucifer: Ridiculous, give me one example of this.

Leviathan: Spiders.

Belphegor: Wasps and Hornets.

Satan: Terriers.

Mammon: Luke.

Incorrect Quote 21/50

Beelzebub: There's no 'I' in brothers but there's one in Pizza.

Mammon: So you're not going to share.

Beelzebub: I'm not going to share.

Incorrect Quote 20/50

[At Mammon's funeral]

Lucifer: Can we have a moment alone with our dear brother?

Other demons: Yeah of course.

Satan, to mammon: Alright listen fucker, we know you aren't actually dead.

Mammon: *opens eyes* no shit! But how else would I get the witches to leave me alone?

Asmodeus: MC has been crying in their room for the past hour because they think you're dead, you monster.

Incorrect Quote 19/50

MC, unable to sleep: Hey Mammon, what time is it?

Mammon, also staying up while browsing Majolish: I dunno, pass me that kazoo.

Mammon: *plays kazoo*

Satan: MAMMON IT'S 3AM STOP PLAYING THE FUCKING KAZOO-

Mammon: It's 3AM.

Imagine (Mammon)

In which you have your soulmate’s name on your inner wrist. You were just invited down to the Devildom by your best friend who was going to school there as part of her internship, and she introduces you to one of her friends.

(Imagine under the cut)

It had taken you hours to pack.

You weren’t sure of what kinds of foods would be there so you wanted to bring something that you knew you would like.

It took no longer then five minutes for the portal to open once you texted her that you were ready.

When you got through, the first thing you saw was a tall man with red hair. His eyes were a soft yellow and you couldn’t help but feel immediately safe around this strange man.

From what your friend had told you, this must be Lord Diavolo.

After introductions, your friend was allowed to bring you out of the room and show you around.

You were introduced to the ginger scarfing down food on the way to your friend’s room, and when you got there, the two of you sat on the bed to catch up for a bit.

Eventually you showed her that you got your soulmark, and she stared at it for longer then you thought necessary.

“Like what the heck kind of name is Mammon? How would I even find him?”

“I think I know him.”

Her words were slow and she looked concerned, but never less, she pulled you up to take you somewhere.

“I mean he has your name on his wrist but your name isn’t really uncommon so I didn’t think anything of it.

When she finally knocked on a door, you broke out in a cold sweat.

It took a minute, and a crash paired with a muffled curse, but finally, the door opened and you were faced with a tall, white haired boy.

His face lost its frown when he saw your friend, and he leaned on the doorway as if waiting for one of you to speak.

“Her name is Y/n so I think I accidentally found your soulmate.”

She held up your wrist to show him your name, and he stood there for a minute to process what she said.

Then he looked up from your wrist to see your face and it seemed to sink in.

He fainted. 

Affection Headcannons (Mammon)

Fandom: Obey Me

Part: 2/7

General

Mammon wants to show you off to everyone.

But at the same time, he doesn’t want anyone else to see you.

He just wants all of your attention on him.

Mammon always wants to be touching you in some way, especially around other people.

He needs everyone to know that you belong to him.

When in reality, everyone in the Devildom knows that you have him wrapped around your little finger.

Hands

He tends to grab your hands first.

Mammon loves holding your hands and tangling your fingers together.

Whenever the two of you are out in public people can always expect to see either his arm around you, or his fingers tangled in yours.

He just wants to show off to everyone that hey, this human chose me, I win.

He’s always grabbing one of your hands with his when you’re eating at the dinner table.

He thinks he’s being sneaky but literally everyone knows.

Kisses

Mammon loves to kiss you. 

He likes to pull you against his chest when he kisses you too, making you have to tilt your chin up to actually be able to reach his mouth.

Mammon 100% uses toungue and you can’t prove otherwise.

If he’s not pulling you against his chest, he’s backing you against a wall.

He will kiss you in front of his brothers and complete strangers.

Mammon will kiss you in front of lord Diavolo himself.

The boy does not care who sees him kissing you.

Hugs

Mammon gives strong hugs.

When he’s not kissing you, his arms are wrapped around you tightly.

Whether he’s behind you or in front of you while he hugs you is usually up to you.

You’re talking to a friend on the street? Mammon is coming up behind you, wrapping his arms around you and resting his face against your neck.

He just doesn’t want to let you out of his sight or reach once you’re his.

Cuddles

When Mammon wants cuddles, he gets cuddles.

You’re doing homework? Good luck prying him off of you.

Mammon will pick you up off of your chair and throw you onto the bed, only to plop down with his face on your stomach and his arms around your waist.

Whenever you’re cuddling, he will insist on either you playing with his hair, or he gets to play with yours.

You still do not know why that is.

He’s trying to show you that he appreciates you in the best way he can.

Mammon just wants you all to himself.