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Belphegor is the type of guy to get really really sentimental at 3 in the morning and leave a note hidden in your room with something corny on it like "you're the stars in my sky, MC."
He'd deny doing that but he wouldnt put a lot of effort into hiding that he did leave the note.
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Satan and having to be on a different side (ex: in an argument) than Lucifer
"oh, Lucifer picked out that tea," Simeon notes as he watches Satan grab a tin of fresh oolong from the cabinet. The demon immediately puts it back with a frown.
"ew."
"hm? You're not going to drink it? You seemed so excited to try it out." The angel frowns, crossing one leg over the other as he sits on a stool by the kitchen counter. He'd come over for his regular book-sharing time with the Avatar of Wrath.
"not if Lucifer bought it." Satan replies angrily.
"do you do....everything the opposite of what Lucifer does?" Simeon asks innocently.
"yes," the demon replies with just a touch too much confidence.
"ah. Then you'd never support Diavolo fully." Simeon states with a nod. He sips his own tea and leans against the counter as he speaks. Satan closes the cabinet with a hum.
"I...suppose. I don't always agree with the prince anyway." Satan conceeds.
"and you'd never drink wine the way he does."
"never." Satan replies with growing confidence.
"and you'd never try and date MC because that's what Lucifer wants to do too and anything Lucifer wants is wrong." The angel offers with a tilted head. Satan nods vigorously, willing to oppose anything Lucifer wants or likes at the expense of his own dignity.
"exactly- WAIT HOLD ON-"
Simeon smiles as he watches the demon sputter out excuses as to why it's different. Perhaps there are things that Satan and Lucifer agree on.
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Mammon's inability to really speak his mind when it comes to his true feelings about MC?
It was a mistake.
A fatal mistake.
One Mammon would come to regret...
"Okay have fun, I guess." The Avatar of Greed waves MC off as they leave the house with Beel and Belphie to get dinner.
"I will! Have a nice night Mamz, love ya!" The human replies as they leave, front door shutting loudly behind them.
"love you too..." Mammon whispers back, beaming. Of course MC said the same thing to his brothers. They're all pactmates and MC is forward about loving their friends, all of them.
"okay good delivery, next time say it to their face." Simeon chimes in unhelpfully from the doorway.
"what- how long have you been there??"
"about a minute or so." The angel hums.
"weird. Stop being weird." Mammon proceeds to cross his arms like a child.
"stop hiding your feelings and tell MC you love them," Simeon replies with a Cheshire grin. Mammon blushes violently, looking over and sputtering over his words for several moments before rambling out a semi coherent statement.
"I do not-" he can't even bring himself to say he doesn't love MC more than anything so he just stumbles and stops. Simeon smirks, his beautiful angelic face still looking somehow innocent and sweet even with the snide expression.
"so you platonically think of marrying them?"
No reply.
"and....you platonically think of them when you're alone and-"
"OI OI OI I GET IT-" the demon snarls, face bright red. Simeon grins slowly, leaning in the kitchen doorway. "D-dont pry into what I do in my personal time you creep."
"I was going to say 'when you're alone and watching those romcoms you keep renting'....nothing risque." The angel points out with a shrug. "What did you think I was going to say?" Mammon huffs, face becoming almost impossibly red from how flustered he is.
"s-stop mocking me."
"I'll do that the day you confess~"
"I'll never-"
"then I'll never stop."
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Amazing prompt idea, take this 👑
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Character: Asmo
Flaw: never shuts the fuck up (could be about his appearance or just my hc that this dude is always always talking about the most random shit—)
"so I said 'no that's not my Coral Pink no56 nail polish thats SeaFoam Clam Kiss no77 they are NOT the same color-"
"sorry my airpods we're in." Simeon gasps, removing one little white earbud from his ear.
"ugh you never listen," Asmo huffs, upset that the last fifteen minutes of talking has apparently not been heard. "Now I have to start over. So I went to the salon and-" as Asmodeus speaks Simeon slowly pops in his earbud while making direct eye contact.
The duo stare at each other for several moments.
"....so you were saying?"
"I...was saying that-" Asmo trails off as Simeon pulls out his iPod and begins turning up the volume. "That...."
Eye contact has not broken. Asmo frowns.
"....okay I think I get it." The demon sighs as Simeon smiles with false innocence.
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Levi and the fact he likes mc being mean to him cause he's a degenerate
Simeon? Hes dealt with a lot of sins. But Levi's bizarre enjoyment of MC being mean?
It's like a field day for him.
"Cant relate, I have a healthy relationship with my family and therapist." He'd shrug, sipping his tea. Man's got his mug clasped in both hands like a PTA mom about to ask why Margaret brought those nasty lemon squares to the bake sale again.
"i-its what I like, don't shame me-" Levi would whine in reply. "You probably also have weird interests-"
"You like MC being mean, I like using deodorant. We are not the same." The angel pointed out as Levi claws for a good reason.
Alas, the demon is too stunned to speak.
"I'll pray for you~"
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So every day I'm gonna ask for asks about certain things.
Today: send me a character and a flaw and I will write out how Simeon goes about roasting the life out of them.
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What human meme will MC and Solomon cunfuse the demons and the angles
Specifically this one
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Yeah I kept getting a weird notification that posts can only be like 4,099 characters. Formatting got weird when I tried posting the original.
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When did tumblr add character limits?
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REST OF THE POST
Asmodeus
Lock Screen: yes. It's a picture of him. A selfie with the brothers in the background fighting. An oddly charming capturing of the daily life in the House of Lamentation.
Home Screen: This one rotates through an album like Satan's and Levi's but 88% of the pictures are of him and MC in various locations doing various activities. His favorite is of them having a sleepover in his room. Matching clay face masks and pajamas they can share. Asmo has a weird expression on, his nose crinkled up as he ugly laughs. MC is in the background as proud as could be that they made Asmo laugh so hard. He looks dorky and dumb but Asmodeus couldn't care less.
Beelzebub
Lock Screen: it's him and Belphie a couple years before the exchange program. They're side by side, Belphegor staring into the camera with a small shy smile and Beelzebub beaming next to him.
Home Screen: Him after a tournament. Beelzebub stands in his uniform soaked in sweat from the game. In his arms is MC hugging the giant demon like he's going to evaporate. Beel clutches MC to his chest with a smile, the duo looking at each other with pride and adoration. He didn't feel like a winner until MC had thrown themselves onto the field, running up and jumping into his arms to be the first to congratulate him.
Belphegor
Lock Screen: Classic cow print.
Home Screen: it's not of any person, but instead a collage of notes, pictures, and doodles MC had given him over the course of their friendship. All assembled together in a beautiful board of affection. An altar to Belphie's best friend and crush. Of course, he'd never show anybody. But it's there. And it makes him smile every day.
First of all, i love your content!
But about the boys:
What's their home/lock screen? 👀
Ah, a very good question! ((i reached the character limit hold on)
Lucifer
Lock Screen: Standard grayish RAD background. nothing wild or crazy. If anything it's a bit boring.
Home screen: A semi blurry image of a beautiful table set up. The camera is lower, near the edge of the table, this indicates that it was a sneaky pic. There's wine glasses and some candles/plates in the foreground as well as a stunning restaurant in the background. The only feature of the photo that the camera is focused on happens to be MC. Sitting across from Lucifer and distracted by something out of frame. They're wearing something very fancy and seem to be glowing in the candlelight. Lucifer will stare at this image for long stretches of time if he cannot sleep. MC's utter radiance soothes him. It wasn't a real date but he wishes it was.
Mammon
Lock Screen: Kinda tacky but it's a picture of his luxury car. Nice lighting, clearly taken at an angle he had to stand on a table to get. But it's a decent shot.
Home Screen: MC in pajamas asleep on Mammon's shoulder. The image is taken selfie-style and Mammon is clearly blushing very hard (you can't see much of his face, just enough to know he's bright red). MC is holding one of Mammon's pillows and is absolutely schlumped, just completely zonked out. Their hair is a mess and they look a little off, but to Mammon it's the cutest thing he's ever seen in his life. They'd spent the night watching horror movies, but he was too distracted by how cute his human was that Mammon didn't really pay attention.
Leviathan
Lock Screen: His lock screen changes frequently (rotating through an album of pictures), usually it's either Ruri-Chan themed or TSL themed. But sometimes random images of the various Henrys and MC will pop up.
Home Screen: it's a mirror image taken with Simeon and MC. Levi standing in the middle wearing some dorky cosplay while Simeon and MC stand on either side of him (also wearing dorky cosplays). He's smiling widely, eyes crinkled up in excitement as MC clings to his arm. The picture is ever-so-slightly blurred from him not even trying to focus the camera. It felt nice to be with friends in that moment, but it felt nicer to know MC was supportive of his hobbies.
Satan
Lock Screen: are you surprised to know its...cats? it's cats. Much like Leviathan, Satan has a rotating album of cat backgrounds that cycles through his lock screen.
Home Screen: A pic taken at a cat cafe/bookshop in the human realm. MC is wearing an adorable beanie with little cat ears on it (Satan had bought it and insisted on MC wearing it for the picture). There's a cat in the human's lap, a giant poofy Maine coon that seems to be mid-yawn. Noticeably, MC isn't looking at the camera, they're looking at the cameraman. Eyes sparkling with excitement as they stare up at their demonic friend.
((reblogging with the rest hol on)
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First of all, i love your content!
But about the boys:
What's their home/lock screen? 👀
Ah, a very good question! ((i reached the character limit hold on)
Lucifer
Lock Screen: Standard grayish RAD background. nothing wild or crazy. If anything it's a bit boring.
Home screen: A semi blurry image of a beautiful table set up. The camera is lower, near the edge of the table, this indicates that it was a sneaky pic. There's wine glasses and some candles/plates in the foreground as well as a stunning restaurant in the background. The only feature of the photo that the camera is focused on happens to be MC. Sitting across from Lucifer and distracted by something out of frame. They're wearing something very fancy and seem to be glowing in the candlelight. Lucifer will stare at this image for long stretches of time if he cannot sleep. MC's utter radiance soothes him. It wasn't a real date but he wishes it was.
Mammon
Lock Screen: Kinda tacky but it's a picture of his luxury car. Nice lighting, clearly taken at an angle he had to stand on a table to get. But it's a decent shot.
Home Screen: MC in pajamas asleep on Mammon's shoulder. The image is taken selfie-style and Mammon is clearly blushing very hard (you can't see much of his face, just enough to know he's bright red). MC is holding one of Mammon's pillows and is absolutely schlumped, just completely zonked out. Their hair is a mess and they look a little off, but to Mammon it's the cutest thing he's ever seen in his life. They'd spent the night watching horror movies, but he was too distracted by how cute his human was that Mammon didn't really pay attention.
Leviathan
Lock Screen: His lock screen changes frequently (rotating through an album of pictures), usually it's either Ruri-Chan themed or TSL themed. But sometimes random images of the various Henrys and MC will pop up.
Home Screen: it's a mirror image taken with Simeon and MC. Levi standing in the middle wearing some dorky cosplay while Simeon and MC stand on either side of him (also wearing dorky cosplays). He's smiling widely, eyes crinkled up in excitement as MC clings to his arm. The picture is ever-so-slightly blurred from him not even trying to focus the camera. It felt nice to be with friends in that moment, but it felt nicer to know MC was supportive of his hobbies.
Satan
Lock Screen: are you surprised to know its...cats? it's cats. Much like Leviathan, Satan has a rotating album of cat backgrounds that cycles through his lock screen.
Home Screen: A pic taken at a cat cafe/bookshop in the human realm. MC is wearing an adorable beanie with little cat ears on it (Satan had bought it and insisted on MC wearing it for the picture). There's a cat in the human's lap, a giant poofy Maine coon that seems to be mid-yawn. Noticeably, MC isn't looking at the camera, they're looking at the cameraman. Eyes sparkling with excitement as they stare up at their demonic friend.
((reblogging with the rest hol on)
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Obey me brothers most to least likely to forget you’re but a smol fragile human and
*jokingly punches shoulder a bit too hard* Haha. MC? MC???
*drops* *hears bones crack* …That wasn’t you, was it?
Hey, catch! *hits MC’s head* Whoops. Here lemme help you up- fRICK ARE YOU UNCONSCIOUS???
This is going to be a semi hot take but here we go (ordered from most likely to forget to least likely to forget)
Beelzebub. He just doesn't know his own strength sometimes.
Leviathan. His excitement tends to be a lot so he tends to forget.
Lucifer. This man is the smartest idiot in the room approximately all the time. He'd forget and crush MC's hand in his
Satan. He's usually really good but man's has his moments.
Belphegor. He's sleepy but those snuggles can be dangerous. Deadly even. He's basically a snake.
Mammon. The Avatar of Greed happens to know a thing or two about handling delicate materials. Besides it's HIS human. Hes gotta take care of HIS human.
Asmodeus. He's aware of the delicate nature of humans 100%. Not only because of his relationships with them but also because he works closely with them.
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Of Asmo and Mammon, who do you think inspired more weird art from humans
Asmodeus definitely. Mammon is a scammer but I don't think he's creative enough to inspire weird art.
Asmo has like four heads in human lore, not to mention that love and lust inspire the weirdest forms of self expression. 90% of the most fringe freak songs I can think of off the top of my head are about sex. You cannot tell me the bizarre ship art online isn't a weird lust thing inspired by asmo.
You can bet your bottom dollar that Asmodeus has inspired some insane artist to make the weirdest crap in his name.
After all "in all forms I am the beautiful person in the room, darling~ ✨💖✨"
He states as some hermit paints the most sexual picture of a letter opener you've ever seen.
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Asks are open! Send me an obscure question about the boys and I will answer that question with a dumb niche headcanon.
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Leviathan: Am I the asshole for trying to kill someone after loosing a fandom trivia battle? :/
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Reader x Mammon - Fluff, comfort, some angst, healing, gender neutral reader, yes I still use Y/N because I grew up w/ old fanfic it's part of my blood at this point.
Four tests, two reports, five take-home quizzes.
The result?
Three D's, two F+'s, three C's, and three missing assignments.
Two days of constant failure weighs heavy on the shoulders of the second eldest demon brother. Mammon looks over his returned papers, frowning at the sight of those bright red marks. Scarlet little scratches over parchment highlighting exactly how much of a failure he is.
Mammon shoves the papers into his bag, tossing it over his shoulder in his classic carefree way. The demon heads out of the lunchroom, head down and eyes glued to the door. There's no way he can let his brothers know how badly he did. Lucifer's scorn, Leviathans mockery, and Satan's teasing would probably be enough to make him implode with insecurity.
A tap on the demons shoulder startles him out of his depressive state, eyes snapping to whoever bothered him.
"Oi- what's the big idea?" He growls, looking over at the figure. Frustration melts away to guilt as he takes in the sight of (y/n). Said human seems to be a bit guilty themselves, frowning as they stare at Mammon.
"bad time?" They ask, head tilted just a bit. The guilt builds as Mammon stares at the human who'd cracked his arrogant exterior. His pactmate. His best friend...
"eh. Just thought ya were some lowlife," Mammon grins, standing up straight and putting his cocky persona back into play. "Buuuut it's just you."
"glad to know I'm not a lowlife to you," (y/n) chuckles, hands in their pockets as the duo leave the school. Mammon snickers, shoving one hand in his pocket as he puts his sunglasses on.
"you're not that bad, I guess," Mammon grumbles, walking along the school grounds with (y/n) by his side. His voice is just a tiny bit strained, something the brothers likely wouldn't notice.
But (y/n) knows their demons.
"is everything okay?"
The question lingers in the air. Mammon pauses, eyes widening for a fraction of a moment before he shrugs the expression off.
"I'm fine." The demon stonewalls, grumbling as he keeps walking his path home.
"Mamz-" (y/n) starts, concern written across their face as they reach out to grab their pactmate's arm. But before they can get ahold of Mammon a loud voice calls across the grounds.
"(y/n)!!" Solomon's voice calls out, Simeon and Luke standing by the magician's side. "C'mon!!" He gestures to the group. Finally the human remembers, they'd made plans with the angels and Solomon. A few hours shopping and getting dinner in town. They'd been planning this dinner for two months! Flaking now would be possibly the biggest jerk move (y/n) could make.
"go on, they need ya." Mammon calls back, having already gone on ahead and walking by himself with his head down. Now the silence is concerning in and of itself, but the addition of Mammon letting (y/n) go somewhere without even asking to come with? Highly unusual for the clingy demon man.
"Mammon...." (Y/n) calls out softly, the name falling on deaf ears as Mammon walks off. In mere moments Luke has rushed up to tackle (y/n) into a tight hug. Of course they reciprocate the affection, but nothing fixes the lingering sadness from watching Mammon be so dejected.
They shrug off their sadness, turning to the group and walking off with them to go make good on their plans. Dwelling on it now only makes the problem worse, after all.
Mammon heads home, dejected and slightly heartbroken from the horrible few days. He, of course, desperately wanted to go with (y/n). Mammon craves his pactmate's attention in a way that (y/n) doesn't seem to understand. It's a vice more powerful than that of his greed. The demon pauses at the threshold outside the House of Lamentation. He looks up at the house and can see easily that at least two of the brothers are home. There's no avoiding his family if he goes inside.
So he doesn't.
Mammon turns and keeps walking, heading off to the city to drown out his sadness with spending and scamming. Though with his current mood he can't seem to get into the joy of it all. There's no gratification from buying new things. None at all.
And so, when the demon returns to the house late that night, he returns empty handed. No shopping bags, no receipts. Goldie never made an appearance out of his wallet.
All Mammon can seem to think of is the self-fulfilling prophecy of his own existence. He's just...the mess up brother. The dumb one. The scummy monster who cares about nobody but himself. Even Belphegor and Satan aren't the same level of black sheep that Mammon is, after all.
He'll always be the stupid brother.
The failure brother.
"I....I bet they don't even wanna...." Mammon pauses at his door, eyes watering. The spiral of self deprecating thoughts has led him to a new level of hatred. He can't even say it, but he can think it:
"I bet (y/n) doesn't want to be in a pact with me...."
The thought almost causes him to break, eyes watery as he grips the handle to his bedroom door and walks inside. "There you are!" Their voice comes like a warm ray of sunshine. (y/n) sits on Mammon's couch in a pair of very comfortable looking pajamas. Soft yellow shirt and some black sweats. A gift that Mammon gave semi unwillingly. The clothes were his and the human simply decided that they wanted to keep the outfit. "hey hey hey- what are you doin in here??" Mammon blushes immediately. Of course when he's feeling vulnerable he'd also get a visit from his beloved human. "You seemed off earlier..." (y/n) adjusts themselves to sit criss-cross on the couch. "So I was wonderin if we could have a sleepover to cheer you up! I know I should have texted, but I wanted to surprise you." They're very cheery for so late in the night. Mammon can tell it's just to try and make him happier. That alone doesn't help the throbbing ache in his chest. "oh w-well if you're here I guess...It'd be kinda scummy to kick you out..." Mammon grumbles and rubs his arm, "I guess you can stay. " The demon walks past the couch, heading over to his closet to grab something to change into. "Well that's good," (y/n) calls after him, keeping their back to the demon so he can change. "I have something for you." "y...you do?" He can hardly believe it. After the awful few days? After he'd been such a disappointment? "Yeah! come over when you get done changing." Mammon has never changed so quickly in his life, nearly falling over while changing pants. Soon enough he's pulled on a pair of dark joggers and gray shirt, nervously shifting from foot to foot as he tries steadying his nerves. A gift from (y/n) is something that always drove him wild, especially if it was something wearable. And at this point there's no telling what the gift could be. The demon approaches, sitting down with his legs folded under him on the couch next to (y/n). His hands go to his lap, eyes scanning the immediate area with intense scrutiny. However, there doesn't seem to be any gift bags or boxes in sight, prompting intense confusion in the demon.
"Where is it?" "Right here," (y/n) smiles, reaching up and gently cupping Mammon's face in both their hands. Confused at first, the demon stares out at his human companion with cheeks squished into their palms. His brow furrows for a moment before (y/n) suddenly pulls him in and presses a kiss to his forehead. "I appreciate you, Mamz," (y/n) whispers, gently stroking Mammon's cheek with one thumb. "My sweet man..." Their tone is like milk tea, their skin soft and warm against Mammon's face. And in that single moment, Mammon: the Avatar of Greed and ancient beast of the Devildom...cries. Fat tears slip down Mammon's face and over (y/n)'s hands as the demon weeps softly. Yet despite this his pactmate doesn't shush him, doesn't tell him to stop, they don't even seem to react to the tears with anything but a kind smile. (y/n) simply hold's the demon's face in their hands, letting their skin become soaked in the heavy stream of tears racing down Mammon's face. The demon tries to speak but is too choked up. He simply whines, eyes closing as he melts right into (y/n)'s touch. Mammon leans forward, head pressing into (y/n)'s shoulder. The demon openly weeps as his pactmate gently adjusts their grip to be hugging him around the torso. Slowly (y/n) is pushed to lay down with Mammon laying on top of them. He continues to cry for a while, chest shaking as he sobs into (y/n)'s shoulder. Mammon can't seem to remember the last time he felt this loved. This accepted. This cherished. Here in (y/n)'s arm he feels safe and needed. He feels whole. And to be fair (y/n) is one of the only people who's ever made him feel that loved. (y/n) themselves has said nothing thus far, simply holding Mammon to their chest and letting him cry until he gets tired. And eventually he does. Mammon simply cries himself to sleep right there on (y/n). The human simply smiles softly, holding Mammon just right as his soft breath fans over their neck. One hand rubs the demon's back while (y/n) closes their eyes, slowly but surely falling asleep as well. "Goodnight, Mamz...I love you." they mumble softly as they fall asleep, the feeling of Mammon hugging them tighter registering just before slipping away into soothing bliss.
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