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[AU]✨️💪🏽 The second strongest 💪🏽✨️

🔎Summary: Alternative universe (AU) in which the Demon King gave the brothers no choice but to participate in a Gladiator-like competition shortly after they arrived to the Devildom to determine their future based on their abilities. While Mammon is declared 2nd strongest, he can barely catch his breath; although he's satisfied with the outcome.

👥️Characters: Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphegor, Demon King (Diavolo's father) and Diavolo.

⚠️Warnings: Angst. Hints of mental illness such as PTSD. Hallucinations. Consequences of physical exhaustion.

📝 Note: Mammon is the main character, although his brothers' achievements are mentioned. This is just a draft, nothing too serious, of what I thought went down on the Devildom to determine the brothers' order of strength, and hence, their positions from eldest to youngest. I mentioned this is an AU because I'm sure this is NOT what happened, even if the devs/writer(s) haven't explained exactly how it was determined. I haven't played Nightbringer.

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Mammon feels dizzy, his head spinning after a long and strenuous display of both physical and magical power. He pants, trying to catch his breath, pink cheeks, messy hair, sweaty body, and a strong need for hydration. He can barely hear what the Demon King says to the Devildom Coliseum.

—Lucifer, Avatar of Pride—, the Demon King announces, —... morning star in every realm, seal of perfection, full of wisdom and beauty, dazzling being. You are the eldest of your brothers, the strongest, the ultimate regent of pride in hell—.

—My lords—, Lucifer makes a reverence to the Demon King and Prince Diavolo as thanking them for such honor, trying to hide his tiredness.

Meanwhile, between the roaring crowd and the buzz in his ears, Mammon doesn't decipher the Demon King's words until he's granted a yellow banner and a medal.

—Congratulations boy. You're the second strongest of the new rulers of the Devildom. You, sinful reincarnation, the Great Mammon: Avatar of greed—. The crowd explotes in a frenzy of intoxicating cheers and applause once again.

With his little strength, Mammon bows his head to the royal family; then looks back at Lucifer and grins devilishly. Lucifer's chest fills with pride like a peacock, delighted by his own position. But most importantly, gloating on the satisfaction because their plan worked: now the seven of them are nobility deep in the darkness of Hell itself.

As Mammon sees it, today was a small price to pay: his sanity, his memories of using the same damn spells, and the same damn moves to kill his own kind in the Celestial Realm. He clearly observes Lilith standing in front of him with a worried look, a vision that he can't unsee. Mammon feels like he could throw up, between his sister's vision and an army of ghost: the faces of his fellow brothers and sisters under Father's dictatorship, shatter by his own powers and speed: destructive and deadly, are now haunting him in a clear hallucination. He knows he's seeing unrealistic fake visions, and yet, he feels threatened. However, he can't escape, trapped by the heavy weight of his tired body after his last battle against no other than his older brother.

Is a mixture of feelings and emotions: he is now a noble of hell, he just proved himself worthy in front of the crowd, but at the expense of his own mental health and physical exhaustion.

Diavolo, sitting right next to his father, hates the view. Not a single smile as he feels his potential friends hating the competition and mourning his sister's death while killing and hurting in the arena more than they already had some weeks ago.

Today, like roman gladiators, the seven of them had to face obstacles after obstacles, from fighting monsters to even fighting among themselves until their bodies could no more. All of these, just so the Demon King decided the fate of their indefinite stay in his kingdom of shadows. It proved to work better than expected. Now, they all are nobility, guardsmen of their sin, managers of their sin related affairs, representatives, and reincarnations of their sin itself.

As such, Mammon was up to a boring job, but he'll endure it for eternity if that means his brothers can live at peace under the eternal nightsky.

Mammon sighs in relief. With him and Lucifer on top of the chain, providing and taking care of their brothers at the expense of their own sanity, well-being, and safety, if necessary, will be a relief for their family. They two are enough. But, the Demon King names the rest of their brothers too:

—Leviathan, Avatar of Envy...—, the Demon king starts.

—Eh?! Me?!—, Levi answers in surprise.

—... Master of water itself. Third in line. Third strongest. And Grand Admiral of the Devildom's Navy, as per my son's request—.

Leviathan blushes, and with the little energy that he has left, between whispers, he starts panicking at such title. Meanwhile, Mammon and Lucifer smile at each other with pride, as if Levi's titles mean their own. Part of them, joyful at the news of his brother's incorporation to the Devildom's army, proving their plan fruitful, and also, on the other hand, happy of his little brother's success.

The Demon King continues, —Satan, Avatar of Wrath. Knowledgeable and intimidating, you are the fourth strongest lord of the Devildom. May your wrath cause havoc among all the realms—.

—Tsk!—, Satan diverts his gaze with clear annoyance at the fact that he has to live forever under Lucifer's shadow, especially after such great exhaustion.

—Asmodeus, once the gem of the Celestial Realm. You, Avatar of Lust, are the fifth of your brothers. I hope you find this realm as entertaining as the Celestial—.

—Even more, your majesty—, Asmo answers with a reverence and his usual cute tone of voice, trying to hide the sweat drops that fall from his forehead.

The Demon King smiles, and then looks at Beel: —Beelzebub, Avatar of Gluttony. Your strength and resilience is admirable, just as much as your great appetite. You are the sixth among your brothers—.

Beel bows, and then, with a sadden puppy face, he whispers to one of his brothers: —Man, I'm super hungry!—.

—And lastly but equally important—, the Demon King calls —Belphegor, Avatar of Sloth. Your powers are as terrifying as you are smart. Don't be fooled by your position as seventh, your wicked demon magic could defeat an entire army—.

The crowd cheers and screams, delighted by the show and the outcome. Meanwhile, the seven brothers look at each other with worried faces: —What? "Could defeat an entire army"?—, Leviathan repeats in a question, their conversation protected by the bustle of the public.

Belphie directs to Luci, with a sadden expression in his handsome face and the feeling of his fatigue finally kicking in, he just says: —Lucifer...—.

Lucifer feels his chest tighten. That's what they are now: nobility, yes, but at the cost of being a war asset. A weapon of violence. And this arena, right below their feet, was the stage to display their potential.

—Don't make that face, Belphegor. I'm sure we will not be at war any time soon. It's just... political moves. We're at peace now, and so does want Diavolo. Let's trust it'll remain at that—, Lucifer smiles to his brothers with tranquility; but Mammon can see behind his older brother's stoicism and understands it's only a fragile peace that barely exists, crumbling apart at the notion of ideology and superiority between realms.

—Don't worry Belphie...—, Mammon states, being able to read the tension as Lucifer's answer was not enough to make his littlest brothers happy, —Now we're top dogs here, y'know? No war will be fought if we want peace... I, for instance, don't wanna kill anyone... ever again—.

Mammon looks at the nightsky: the Devildom's moon hiding behind the Coliseum's stands where the public cheers, cries, laughs, screams, and talks.

—I don't wanna kill ever again...—, Mammon repeats on a whisper.

What awaits them now? Mammon believes this pain will never go away.

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[Notes: The character(s) depicted here belong to the mobile game "Obey me: shall we date" and are owned by Solmare Corporation. The text here was made by me: Treasure of Mammon, meaning these are fan-made. | GN!Reader | English is not my first language, so there might be orthographic and syntax errors. I urge you all to interact kindly with this post].

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anathemaspeaks · 22 hours

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Could I request number 23 and 24 with Grimmjow x reader? 💙✨

hey! here you go 🩷

check out my prompt list, and send in your own requests.

prompts #23 and #24:

"quit looking at me, you’re making me nervous."

"do you know how to knock?"

you stepped into the bath, the warm water melting away all of your troubles. you let yourself relax under the steady stream of the shower, feeling the tension leave your muscles.

after a while, you dried yourself up and stepped into your cozy hotel room. you and grimmjow had just finished a job, opting to stay at a nearby hotel for the night. you both had separate rooms, unfortunately.

exhausted from the day's exertion, you flopped onto the bed. you looked around for your phone, but you couldn't find it anywhere. you decided to go check grimmjow's room - maybe he knew where it was.

you just hoped he wouldn't get annoyed and do something stupid like break your phone. since his room was right next to yours, it wasn't much of a walk. you twisted the knob and opened-

wow.

and right in front of you was grimmjow. in nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist. damp, ocean blue hair sticking to his forehead, water droplets falling from his face, trailing down his neck and down to his glistening, sculpted abs.

you've never been jealous of water before.

"do you know how to knock, brat?" he huffed, face now slightly pink from you seeing him a state like this. his eyes bored straight into yours, the sheer intensity of his piercing blue eyes had you buckling at the knees.

"o-oh! right, i was going to, but i thought i'd be disturbing you- and i'm looking for my phone- and you'd be tired and - sorry!" you rambled, your voice an octave higher than normal, face heating up at the way you could see every muscle moving. you couldn't look away, god, he looked gorgeous.

"quit looking at me, you're making me nervous" he muttered, turning away from you. you were frozen. he wasn't angry? you made him nervous?

you don't know if it was the deliriousness you felt after seeing his shirtless body, or the exhaustion from the day's work, but you felt a sudden surge of confidence. you make him nervous.

"i can't" you admitted, hesitantly. you were testing the waters, it was his move now. the air crackled with unvocalized tension. his eyes met yours again, an unrecognizable emotion in the pools of his irises.

"because?" he asked, voice deep and soft, sending goosebumps across your arms. taking a shaky breath, you inched closer, the butterflies in your stomach amplifying by the second.

"'cause you look really, really good" you managed, voice just above a whisper.

"you're playin' a dangerous game, brat. jus' look for your damn phone and go to sleep" he said, eyes avoiding yours once again, chest rising and falling along with his breaths. now you were only a foot apart from each other.

"admit it, grimm, we work well together, as much as you'd hate to acknowledge it" you stated. that damn nickname again, why did he even let you call him that? why did he let you work with him all the time?

"'s that what you're gonna call it, brat?" he scoffed. he moved one step closer, placing a calloused hand on the side of your jaw. his touch sent shivers down your spine, he was even more ethereal up close.

"always pushin' your luck" he said softly. a challenge.

"mm, but you like it that way" you teased, sending a playful smile his way while batting your eyelashes up at him.

he didn't respond, eyes locked onto yours, you could just drown in his. being so close to him was intoxicating, the feel of his palm on the side of your face felt so warm.

"and what if i do?" he whispered, accepting the truth. he loved the pretty smile on your face when you two would bicker, sweet giggles escaping your mouth at his half-assed insults. you made his heart flutter, you made him nervous.

fuck.

could you hear his heart beat? you were so close that he could hear you breathing. he was sweating even more now.

he looked so handsome like this, face pink, nervousness in his demeanour, water still dripping off his god-like body, hair wet and clinging to his forehead.

you couldn't help it, you wrapped your arms around his neck as he shifted his down to your waist. he leaned in, his grip on you so gentle, before finally kissing you.

his lips were warm and demanding, yet surprisingly so tender. you melted into him, hands running down his shoulders, across the broad expanse of his back, feeling every muscle relax under your touch.

you tangled a hand into his soft blue hair, tugging at it, breathless gasps escaping both of your mouths. when you finally broke away, it was solely due to the lack of oxygen.

he pulled away reluctantly, his forehead resting against yours. his chest heaved with exertion, eyes searching your face, his full attention only on you.

the next morning, you woke up next to him. tangled in the sheets, his toned arms wrapped around you, you realized you forgot to find your phone. after a while of searching, you found it in his jacket pocket. right as you were about to accuse him-

"it fell on the way here, so i picked it up is all. don't think too much of it" you smiled anyways.

"you want me so bad"

i hope you liked itt <3

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minnow-doodle-doo · 7 months

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This week has been so long and hard. I knew what I signed up for at my new job, I just don't remember being so tired all the time from it.

#rant #personal #my sleep schedule is off too since I'm used to a 720 start time but now I start at 930 and I still wake up at like 630 every day #I just need to adjust my sleep by like 2 hours so I'm not nodding off so early #but I also blame how exhausting this new position is and that I'm going to school 2 times a week till 9ish right after work #even at my old job I would stay up late since I like to so I thought it would be a better time for me but so far it hasn't but hopefully #it will be in the future #Its not like I havent encountered the behaviors and stuff before its just very intense with a child I'm with so much and how many times #I've had to remove them from situations since they started to get violent (multiple times a day)#good thing the kid likes me and he's talking to me Ive had so many convos with social workers phycologists the partents teachers but still #anyway if I feel like this still by December I might have to find a different job while I go to school #its not like the school I work for isn't helping me its more that its a hard job and I'm tired

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arsonist-chicken · 5 months

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Okay my fellow ADHDers or whatever else is up with your brains that makes it hard for you to study and study on time and study in a way that you actually remember stuff:

How do you get yourself to actually sit down and study? For me, the "oh shit deadline/exam soon, we can focus for a bit in emergency mode" hasn't worked in a long time now, which leads me now to an exam last week or so I put off to February and another one I would have tomorrow that I'm almost positive I won't go to because I never was in the lecture (clashed with another mandatory one) and only just now downloaded the stuff the professor provided, and I'm about ready to fall asleep so I know I won't manage it in time anymore anyway. And I have two other things I'd need done by tomorrow and I already know I'll cry during christmas break because of being overwhelmed not only because of staying at my parents' and missing my friends but mostly because I'll be overwhelmed at the prospect of January coming up with all the presentations and exams etc etc to get done, next to preparing for my main translation exams in February and getting started on my thesis.

So. HOW do you sit down and actually make yourself study? I came home at 7:30pm today, it's now 3:40am and I'm queuing this so that someone might see and have some sort of advice, because in that time I have finished one sentence of a translation that I'd been putting off for two weeks - ONE sentence - and revised the translation but like, very half-assed. I did not study for the exam although it was RIGHT THERE in my brain the whole time and I KNEW it was the most important thing and still, my brain just went kinda "eh 🤷🏼‍♀️" and I naturally didn't get my bills or even something I'd enjoy doing done. Just did fuck all for several hours that I swear didn't feel that long.

So, yeah, any advice on how to get yourself to actually START working and then sticking with it would be very much appreciated.

#body doubling only works somedays but often esp in the library i'm also irritated by other people #pomodoro etc doesn't work at all #help #adhd #mine #yeah i'M not doing that exam it's in 12h and I need to sleep now; I'm doing it in february #it's about how to build streets or whatever. not my studies but from the technology faculty as a chosen credit thing.#idk man i'm tired i can't think anymore. i chose it when i still thought i was going on erasmus so I'd be done in december #and not have clashing exams and leaving times #which btw i'm still upsetti spaghetti over. for ONCE i did everything right and put my whole heart in the application and they went na sorr #anyway. good night.#i'm exhausted and idk how i'll manage this semester and then it only gets worse because then there's a goddamn thesis to write #and after that i hope i'll be able to have some summer off at least before i start to work and will only have 5 weeks off a year until i die #or maybe retire if there still is a normal retirement age by then 👍#yeah i“#xm #jesus #i'm very excited to start fulltime work a #can you see it?

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