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plush-rabbit · 6 months

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Helluva Boss Mammon Dating Headcanons

Hi! It's been forever! Please have this supper specific crumb of my interest!

A/N: It’s my curse to fall in love with greed personified characters

Dating Mammon has its perks, but it’s clear that he takes more than he gives. He is the sin of greed, and no matter how it’s looked at, he will always be greedy. Of course, he’ll try his best to be a good partner- he’ll use pet names, get you everything that you have ever wanted and will ever want, let you live a lavish life with him. However, he expects something in return- he wants you affection and attention. He wants to know that he’s the most important thing in your life. Anyone else is only second to him- he is your priority. As much as he’ll give, he’ll take and want tenfold. It’s all that he knows how to do, to take and want, to keep and hoard to himself. The relationship is always imbalanced, it’s not an equal one, and even if there is an attempt to make it equal, it’s difficult to forget just how powerful he is.

It’s not uncommon to find gifts left for you. You're the only one he’ll ever waste money on. You can’t be dressed in rags when you’re in his presence, and he’s going to make sure that you’re dressed lavishly, that you can have all that you want. It should come to no surprise that he’ll hold it over your head. He gives you all you want, you can go along with an idea of his.

While he will gift you things, your status will determine if the relationship will ever be public. He’s a lord. A king. He’s Greed. He’s one of the first angels to rebel and fall. He has status. He has people who fear him, who love him, who watch him constantly. If you’re part of the low class, the relationship will more than likely stay hidden. He’s aware of what people will say and think. He values his status and the power that comes along with it. He can’t have people think he’s stooped so low.

Despite that, if there are rumors that the two of you are in a relationship, he won’t stop them. Perhaps it’s due to having his status still intact and people still avoiding you that makes it all worthwhile. He’ll be damned if someone even attempts to flirt with you. You belong to him. You are his. The rumors can say whatever they want about the two of you, as long as it's about the two of you. And as much as he’ll complain about the dating rumors, he loves them.

He thrives off your attention. He needs you to constantly focus on him when the two of you are together. If you look away, he’ll turn your head to look back at him or he’ll place himself in your line of sight. His hands will always be on some part of you- which doesn’t help quell the dating rumors- whether it be your hand, wrist, or on the small of your back. It’s almost like he needs to be touching you, like he can’t go one second without it. He holds onto you, and doesn’t like when you wander off. If he could, he’d latch a web onto you to make sure that he knows where you are. If you leave his sight, he’s spamming your phone constantly asking where you are, who is with you, what you’re doing. He’ll only lessen when you complain about how needy it is.

If the two of you are in public, he needs you to be with him. He’ll make up some lame excuse about it- you’re necessary, or you’re emotional support, or he just needs the extra arms. No one dares to mention that he has extra arms. He just really likes having you around. Ever since he started to date you, he realized how much he likes having company, how he likes to have someone who will give him attention and hold his hands.

It is visible to anyone that the sin is extremely jealous. He does not care for anyone that even dares to come near you. He’s constantly touching you, there’s dating rumors, and he’s a lord. And someone still has the audacity to come near you in front of him? He won’t allow for that type of disrespect. He pulls you close to him and gets in the face of anyone who even dares to approach you. Afterwards, he makes sure that you’re situated right beside him. Along with his jealousy, he’s also protective. You’re his and he won’t let any sort of damage come onto his things. He’ll make sure that you’re well protected if you ever have to leave his vicinity.

He likes when the two of you match to some extent. As the two of you spend more time together, you wear more of his colors- green, gold, white, and black. Even if it’s something as small as jewelry, he wants to make it clear you two are matching. He wears the jester outfit quite a bit, so the decorations on it are often presented in your jewelry. The matching can be subtle, it just matters to him that two of you match. He likes seeing you wear his signature colors. It gives him a reminder that the two of you are together. He isn’t a fan of spending money, but he can’t hide the giddiness when the two of you shop. You’re trying on outfits he’s chosen, the two of you can spend time together, and it’s quite fun to just have more things added to his collection.

If the relationship is public, he has no shame in keeping you near him. Even during the rumors, he was constantly keeping you beside him and that won’t change. He’ll constantly boast about how great you are. Nothing but the best for him. You’re at the center of every show, right alongside him as he announces all that is going on and all his complaints. His hand holds tightly onto yours, and as he walks around and gestures, you’re lifted right alongside him. Merchandise is made with the two of you, shirts, plushies, charms, jewelry- whatever can be sold is. He markets the relationship so well, and you’re along for the ride. Whatever profits are made are unknown to you.

While his webs can be dangerous given how high he likes to place them, he enjoys having you there. It not only gives him an excuse to have you close to him, but no one bothers the two of you while you’re there. He holds you close, buries his face right into the crook of your neck or lays on your stomach. However, if you fear slipping between the webs, he always holds you close to him. It’s not uncommon for him to transform into his bigger size and have you lay on him. When he’s sure that you’re asleep, he often stares at you. His hands are gentle, much too soft for someone so devilish to have, and he'll trace over your features, write his name on your arm and interlace your hands with his. He’ll trace a finger over the arch of your cheek, and pull you close to him. Mammon is greedy, it’s all that he knows how to do, but when it’s quiet and undisturbed, he’ll promise to himself to get you more things, to keep on giving to you.

#helluva boss #helluva boss x reader #helluva boss mammon #helluva boss mammon x reader #I have a day of the dead ask and im super into that one #grad school is time consuming #group work sucks #he’s been on my mind since the episode #im not even a big fan of helluva boss #i even made an oc #im literally in love and i hate it #but tis my curse to love greed

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meowsgirldrawing · 1 year

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Miss Em- Obey Me

Mammon + MC

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#digital art #oc x canon #art #oc inserts #obey me mc #obey me shall we date #obey me #obey me mammon #mammon avatar of greed #Obey me Mackenzie #obey me comic #fan comic #miss em

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the-cashtealer · 4 months

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You are a psicopath

"Spotted.♡"

#ASK #I'm busy gambling shut up if you please #how addicted can I be #Go Cash #hot-iced tea in my cocktail glass of a great great great grandfather gambler baby #The Cashtea-ler #the once-ler #the greedler #the onceler #the lorax #the once ler #onceler #once ler #fandom #lorax #greedler #greed ler #onceler oc

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faragonart · 6 months

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"Greedy cats get the cone."

Ft. @kyle273 's boy, Kerr (He's still working on his greed tactics...)

#ffxiv #dooble #kerr rossath #friend's wols #wol oc #I enjoy my raiding buddies they are funny and fun to play with #Hrothgar #people are acting like we don't let him greed in the tags and I am laughing #because as a melee main I am literally the greediest mutherfucker in the universe.#it's okay guys he's just learning.

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ampreh · 4 months

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[LIF] Ladies of Vileville

In order : • Audrey de Rosefeuille de Truffulier • Paprika (Spicy Paprika) - @paprika-emberfire • Victorine & Victorine pouting :> Did I say Ladies of Vileville ? Yes yes. Cashtea-ler, and his henchwomen Théodore and Wesley >:^) @the-cashtealer - @wesley-the-damn-glowing-boy

#Let it Flow AU #Let it Flow #The Cashtea-ler #Audrey de Rosefeuille #Theodore Wijins #Cashtea-ler #the once-ler #the greedler #the onceler #the lorax #the once ler #onceler #once ler #fandom #lorax #greedler #greed ler #onceler oc

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shadyextras · 27 days

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Greed has infected Rarity.

While she helped him with helping with supplies of gems she gave him a gem as for thanks but the next part was hazy. She felt dizzy and then heard him ask “You okay?”

She never realized that he was the one that bit her since he used his magic to erase that memory.

It took awhile for the symptoms to show up but eventually it consumed her and all she can think is eating meat and blood. Hay, vegetables, or any desserts are tasteless to her and doesn’t appease her appetite. Though she doesn’t act like the others that have been infected by greed. She’s still conscious of everything. Maybe she could be of great use

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raven-at-the-writing-desk · 2 months

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(places a shiny coin on the desk in front of Crowley and Miss Raven) I heard that gifts like these may be of interest to you, but unfortunately I only have one on hand... you may decide amongst yourselves who shall accept it.

Finding Nemo seagulls be like: mineminemineimineimineminemineimineminemineimineminemineminemineimineimineminemineimineminemineimineminemineminemineimineimineminemineimineminemineimineminemineminemineimineimineminemineimineminemineimineminemineminemineimineimi--

Enter; An Unkindness of Ravens.

"MINE!"

The word was uttered simultaneously as two bodies lunged to grab at the single glittering disc. Its meager value was of no consequence--the shine was what had enraptured and excited.

The birds' torsos flattened against the surface of the desk, hands slammed over the coin in a desperate mound. You contained a laugh from the other side. It was a cartoonish sight, something straight out of a comedy sketch.

The more agile of the two had gotten to the coin first.

"... Raven-kun," Crowley drawled, "what are you doing?"

"I..." She blinked, shaking off the sparkle-induced daze. "I don't know what came over me, Uncle. I was moving before my mind had even processed it."

"You're forgiven for not thinking before acting, my dear niece. It happens to the best of us! Now kindly release your hold on the coin so that I may collect it, and we can all be on our merry way."

"Wait." Challenge rose as her fingers curled around the money. "Even if I hadn't intended to claim it for myself, the fact remains that I was the first to reach it. Therefore, it stands to reason that I am deserving of the coin regardless of my conscious intent.”

"E-Excuse me?!" Crowley sputtered, utterly aghast. “But this is a generous donation to Night Raven College! You wouldn’t think of embezzling school funds, would you?!”

“This would hardly cover anything. Besides, Night Raven College already receives ample donations. A single coin won’t be missed there. Let me have this, Uncle.”

The headmaster choked out a fake-sounding sob. "To think that I would suffer betrayal at the hands of my own niece...! What a cruel, unkind heart! Where did I go wrong with raising you?!"

"S-Stop that!" Raven's typically demure voice had taken on a shrill quality. "You know as well as I do that you haven't served as my guardian since my hatching from the egg, nor are you entirely clean of unscrupulous behavior yourself! If you mean to guilt trip me into giving in, it won't work. Not this time…! I’ve earned this fair and square!”

"Well, I NEVER! Accusing your own uncle of acting unscrupulous?! You are grounded after this. Do you hear me, young lady? You’re to stay in the attic and think about what you’ve said!”

“Fine, I shall!"

“Fine! See if I care!"

Your head volleyed back and forth between Crowley and Raven. What had started off as a little prank had quickly escalated into petty screeching and squabbling between two birds.

Whoa, this intense of a family feud over a sorcent? I should have brought a bucket of popcorn with me.

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst oc #twisted wonderland oc #Dire Crowley #disney twisted wonderland #disney twst #Reader #self insert #Raven Crowley #Two Ravens at the Writing Desk #the joke here is that Crowley is a bad influence and his greed slightly rubbed off on her #twst interactions #twisted wonderland interactions

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mad2001-4 · 1 year

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"Children! The mail!" Cain called from the bottom of the stairs. Mina heard doors and chatter as all the other sins as they went to collect whatever their uncle had for them. She was surprised, however, to see Lux not eagerly getting up like he normally would. The crown adorned sin always seemed eager for any chance to go racing down the stairs, but this time he was oddly still and tensed, looking down at the Legos he'd been building with beforehand trying to seem distracted but Mina knew that look. He was simply trying to avoid whatever mail there was.

She opened her mouth but before any words could come out, Cain's voice rang out again, easily more annoyed, "Greed. Mail. Now!"

Lux gave a whimperish-whine, rolling his head back in frustration that his little plan was foiled. Mina frowned slightly, brow arched, still she gently tried to encourage him, "Hey, it's alright. You can keep playing in a moment, ok? Just go get whatever your uncle has for you real quick. We don't want you to get in trouble."

Lux whined again, ducking his head in attempt to hide tears, "I don't want to! I already know what it is and what it's going to say!" he groaned, "I-I just wanna build..."

"Well, he won't be happy if you don't come down. You don't want to get in trouble, right?" Mina coaxed, "Cmon, I'll even go with you."

"No!!" Lux cried out right as she was going to stand up, the blonde jumping to his feet, "I-I'll go! Just don't go too. Please don't go too!"

Mina furrowed her browser gently but she sighed softly, "Hey, it's ok. It's alright. I won't go. You go get the mail and I'll be right here when you get back, ok?"

Lux sniffled slightly nodding a little bit, as he turned to go to the door but before he could reach it there was an agitated knock, "Greed. I know you can hear me, little boy. Open the door and get your mail. If you need help reading it and understanding it, I'll help you," the last part of Cain's words had an almost mocking, condescending edge to them. It made Mina arch a brow further and Lux's face to flush deeply signaling he heard the tone too.

Lux whined again softer, but obediently made his way to his door opening it, a defeated look on his still red face.

"There he is," Cain chuckled, holding a letter out to the blonde sin, "these came in. Be sure to let us know what it says, surely even you can handle that, hmm?"

Greed's face flushed deeper, condescension still obvious in Cain's voice, "Yes Uncle Cain..."

"Oh there's a good boy," he snorted, ruffling Lux's hair, "keep an eye on him, Mina dear, and please do make sure he doesn't forget to tell us what the letter says, it's important for our records... though I'm sure we all know what it'll be," he chuckled, offering a dismissive wave as he walked off.

Lux gripped the letter, tight enough that it wrinkled in his grasp, slamming the door shut, he marched towards the desk tossing the letter down before plopping onto the bed, abandoning the Legos in favor of hugging a pillow to his face. Mina sighed softly knowing this as a good old fashioned Lux temper tantrum, the silent kind (the loud kind easily resembled the kind a toddler threw and was a kind she was just as accustomed to by now).

She got up sitting next to him on the bed, "You not gonna read the letter?" she hummed softly.

Lux hiccupped slightly into the pillow shaking his head, "Noooo!!!"

"Your uncle wants to know what it says," she gently hummed.

"Already know what it says! There's no need to look!"

Mina sighed, realizing she wasn't going to get anywhere with him acting like this, she stood up and walked towards the desk, while she wouldn't go open the mail, she figured she'd at least look at the envelope to see if there was any suggestion to why he was in such a mood. She picked it up, scanning before frowning in confusion 'Classification Co.'

She glanced to Lux, surely with him being immortal he would've already been classified, she brought the letter with her, sitting back on the bed, "It looks pretty important, Lu, I think you ought to check it out..."

Lux whined peeking his head out, green eyes widening as soon as he saw that she had the letter. He immediately sat up, snatching the paper from her, "No!! No!!! I know what's it's going to say!! I don't want it! I don't want it!! I don't!!!" he yelled, arms flailing up in down in a fit, "I want to burn it! I want it to disappear!! Disappear from my life!!"

Mina easily had a guess what it said too, it was a thought that hadn't ever occurred to her though, classifications being the least of her concerns. She never even dwelt on her own for long, she gently furrowed her brows, "Lu, are you a little?" she asked gently.

Greed's lip trembled at this, a wail leaving him as he tossed the letter aside, collapsing into his pillows once more to muffle the tantrum. Mina frowned gently, feeling the more caregiver side of her classification take over, sighing as she scooted over, closer, rubbing his back gently.

"Hey, hey.... shhh.. it's ok..."

"Its not!!" Lux wailed working himself up further, swinging his legs now with only caution to avoid hurting Mina, "Its awful! It's terrible!! I hate being a little! I try and try and try and try to change it and it doesn't work! It never works!! All the others got theirs changed overtime! But mines always been little! Just little! I can't even g-get like an alpha little or beta little!! It's not fair!! Not fair, not fair, not fair, not. Fair!!" he sobbed into the pillows.

Mina winced realizing now that he ranted he'd either settle quickly or be next to impossible to console, but she knew she at least had to take a shot at the former option.

"Hey..." she cooed gently, "You're working yourself up, love bug, can you look at me?" Greed hiccupped but obeyed, lifting his head a little bit to look at her, tears rolling down his awfully red cheeks, Mina offered a gentle smile, "Aww, there he is, a sweet little one..." she soothingly cupped his cheek, rubbing the tear track gently, "being a little really isn't that bad..."

Lux hiccupped, "I-Its annoying a-and childish a-a-and you aren't gonna wanna be my fr-friend no more!!"

Mina chuckled softly, "And why wouldn't I want to be your friend anymore, little one?"

Lux hiccupped again, followed by a pitiful sniffle, "'Acause... w-who wants to friends w-with an annoying baby?"

Mina smiled gently, "I've managed it this long," she lightly teased, "plus, you want to hear a secret?" contrasting his miserable and embarrassed expression, Lux nodded with a little twinkle in his eyes, to make it feel more special to the blonde boy, she whispered, "I'm a caregiver..."

Lux blinked sniffling slightly, then he started to giggle a little bit, "S-sounds like Mr. Destiny had a play in our meeting!"

Mina snorted, relieved to see him calming down, "Maybe he did," she murmured, "so I'm curious... how do your guys classifications work..? You mentioned being able to change them and... all sorts of things, surely you'd been classified before this, you had to have been...."

Greed sniffled, rubbing at one of his eyes, "I have.... it's a lot like the mortal classification... but since we're immortal, they redo it every thousand years or so, since a person can change a lot in that time.."

Mina nodded slightly, she supposed it made sense, "So like... how often do you slip?" she asked softly.

Lux's face turned red again, knowing why she asked, he fought against tears wanting to swell up in his eyes again, reminding himself that Mina already said she still wanted to be his friend despite his class, "Um.... a lot... usually just try to stay in that middle space.."

Mina hummed, "And when you fully slip, how old do you usually get?"

"Th-three to five, usually.."

Mina nodded, watching Lux who was avoiding her gaze like the plague, face still glowing bright red. She chuckled softly, "Hey.." she murmured, kissing his forehead gently, "I already told you there wasn't anything wrong with being little... I don't mind, ok? I'm not going anywhere," she promised.

Lux slowly brought his gaze up to hers, then suddenly flung himself at her, hugging onto her, "Thank you..." he whimpered, "everyone else just teases me for it or takes it as an opportunity to dismiss what I say.." he mumbled.

Mina hummed, wrapping her arms around him in return, "Of course bud... you got nothing to worry about with me," she promised softly.

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bressynonym · 5 days

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AVARICE CALLSIGN : GREED AVA

#my lovely ava #greed is dead #[OC] Avarice #cod oc #call of duty oc #cod oc art #my oc #call of duty #call of duty modern warfare #cod mw #cod modern warfare #bressymbols

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meowsgirldrawing · 2 months

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Tough Week (Papa Mammon-Obey Me)

Mammon being a good papa basically.

Word Count: 1,865

Mentions of other kids, slight poly of MC but can be interpreted as whatever wanted. Mentions of GN MC but gets called Mom

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Summary:

Varya can feel her eye twitch, her knuckles ache from how hard she grips her cane. Her siblings all tease her in their own ways for having one at 26 but at this point, it’s her only lifeline with how utterly chaotic her siblings can be.

It's been a tough week..

It’s been a tough week.

First she finds out River and Ryder pulled Rhomb into some pranks, thus getting them all detention with her having to attend a basic hearing on their collective punishment. And on top of having to make one on the spot herself to appease Lucifer. “You’re the oldest, you have to keep them in line.” Thankfully Rhomb will be graduating soon, otherwise she might lose another decade on her life.

Adding to that, the next day she had to look for a missing Quinn, only to find him in one of the worst sets of town in the Lust ring, just ending a motorcycle race. It wouldn’t be so bad if she ended up walking in on him in a scuffle with one of the other bikers, them pissed they got beat by one of the Avatars’ kids. She’s usually fine with her siblings taking on their own battles, they need tough skin in Devildom anyway. But they just had to waste her time more by the biker making a lewd comment about her right in front of her dear, protective, little brother.

Yeah, another punishment had to be made on the spot.

The day after that had her in the human realm with her calmer parent, MC and the youngest, Frankie. After some negotiations as usual about the human realm sending more exchange students to Devildom as per Lord Diavolo’s request, she was dragged to a party per Frankie’s request. She never minds parties, not really. Her father brought her to many in the Fall when she was around 18ish.

Yet, her content mood went to downright sour as she noticed some human punk making too many moves on her younger sister. The men in her life were always respectful, save for some flirting in front of her and her siblings with their ‘mother’. So you can imagine how many seconds she was close to revealing her demon form. Thankfully Frankie wasn’t allowed to drink yet, because many drunk teens went on booing her, calling her names like ‘prude’ or ‘old woman’ as she yanked her sister out of the house and into her silver ride.

Frankie’s apology hug did help lesson the headache that night but still.

Many similar instances occur for the rest of the week. The twins pulling more pranks. Ending up in an awkward position as Lucifer and Satan fought about a mundane thing. Lilly and Diavolo’s heir forcing her into an improve shopping trip despite wanting 5 minutes to herself. Having to make up more punishments when she could care less of what her siblings do for this once. And even when she got some time to herself, she had to deal with some low-life demons undermining her desperately at the casino. Unfortunately leading her to teach them why she’s considered the strongest, most powerful spawn of the Lords of Devildom.

She’s had a tough week, and she needs a break.

Ignoring another phone call from Lucifer, Varya stuffs her DDD into her skirt pocket, slides her cane out of the passenger seat it was previously thrown carelessly into, and opens up her silver ride.

It snaps shut with a harsh bang, and her heels click against the concrete as she makes her way to the building. Workers under her father wave or call greetings to her, used to her occasional visits, and she waves back, perhaps a bit more shortly than the wontoned. Her everyday smile a-tad tight more straight.

Through an elevator ride and passing several doors, she makes her way to the main office. Her father’s office.

She hears his voice, deduces he’s either in a meeting or chatting up the phone by his tone, and knocks before sliding in and hanging on the side. Before she would hang outside, but right now, she needs to see him sooner.

Her back rests on the wall, her smile tight and as patient as she can make it.

“Yeah, well demand is comin’ soon with tha season so we need ta get goin’, Shilk.” Mammon’s nails tap on the desk, his wedding ring glinting in the forever red and purplish hues that filter in the giant glass. He looks up from his hard look into the client chair before him and nods his greeting. Varya bows her head lightly, her long, white hair falling over her shoulder.

“Ok, ok. I got it. I’ll have tha data send ta ya by the end of the week. Just make it snappy, Shilk.” His words pushy, but his tone a touch playful. He ends the call with a short bye, see ya later, before spinning towards his kid with a growing grin.

“ Lil Treasure!” He smirks, “Long time no see, eh? Miss yer old man much?”

“Please.” Her eyes roll, playing his game as easy as pie. “I only came to check up on you, Mother wanted to come see you earlier this week but the exchange program discussions continues to keep them on Earth.”

He hums, he misses his human too. Behind continuous operations of his ever-growing business and working behind the scenes for RAD, he’s barely had time to see them or their daughter. Speaking of…

“I heard you overtook a new territory this week!” He laughs, carefree as a demon can when talking about territory wars and power growth. It’s been a hot minute for himself to do so, but you don’t even have to look at the older demon to know he’s very damn proud his kid is just about following in his boots. Or Heels in her matter.

“Varya Morningstar- Daughter of Greed- overtakes the Newbon territory in a matter of 2 days, all with a winning smile present.” He recalls the headline he saw, whistling at the end.

“Someone must’ve pissed you off.” Her eyes squint and join her smirk at his snicker.

“Well, I suppose when someone stares at your upper chest area a little too much while simultaneously telling you that betting your worth is the utmost impossible, it can be noted as irritating.” Her sharp canines shine.

“That’s my girl!” He cheers, wondering closer. “Don’t let anyone tell you shit, yer my kid after all!”

Varya’s expression doesn’t fall but Mammon still notices anyway, “I hope I could always do so..yet it seems only Lucifer could continue to do so.”

A flash of understanding comes across his face as his head tilts. He doesn’t come across as pitiful, she may be his daughter but she was raised around the Avatar of Pride, but his hand comes to her shoulder, his brow sad/solemnly amused. “He’s really wailing into ya, aint he?”

“As if dealing with my siblings isn’t enough cannon fodder.” Her smile stays up as her shoulders tense, “I understand I am the eldest, but I can’t control every action they make. I haven’t a clue as to why he expects the opposite.”

“That’s Lucifer for ya, kiddo.” His thumb rubs light circles into her half-jacket. “Always wants people on their best behavior, even tried havin’ yer mom help out but they ended up just indulging in us more times than many.”

“But they are all of age now.” It’s rare to see his kid so upset, for years she always had a vacant expression on her face, and it wasn’t until she became older did she start having a smile everywhere, even when she was as pissed as an unsatisfied tyrant. It was her tool against fellow demons, what helped her use her ability as the eldest spawn of the 7 Lords of Devildom and rise to power on her own. People can’t tell how or what she plans, feels, anything.

But Mammon knows, possibly the only one after his human that does.

She’s had a tough week.

And now the cracks are finally making their way to the surface. Her smile is tight, no joy present.

“Frankie may be in her mid teens, but she is old enough and smart enough to know how to handle herself!” Her voice wavers, not loud, at the end. “Why….why must I be the one to keep their un-needed leash? Why must I be turnin’ and throwin’ what I need to do for the day to the wind just to stop some silly prank the boys wanna do? They’ll learn why not to do it, right?”

She breathes, usually blue eyes flaring gold for a second.

She turns silent then lifts to pinch her brow. “Apologies, Father, I came to take a breather but not to-”

Now he acts, now he wraps an arm around her shoulders and pulls her into his chest. “Oh shut it. Yer tired and you got a right to rant.” She tries to push back, not allowing such a ‘weak’ moment but Mammon doesn’t let her. If anything, he pulls her tighter, hand on her head, carding his fingers into her ponytail with a snicker.

“Father-”

“Shushshushshush” His fingers emaphzie his motion, twirling strands or two, messing it from it’s pristine, soft and straight line down her back. “My baby needs a break-”

“Father!” Her cheeks flush, claws digging into his jacket. Her eyes, one closed from being squished into his chest, beat wide at the door. A tinge of fear stomachs. “The door-”

“It’s locked.” He huffs, his blue iris rolling, and he hooks his chin on her head, “Just breathe and hug yer old man, will ya? It’s awkward with yer hands all dangling like they are now.”

Theres a moment pausing the scene, her staring at the door, the more demonic side of her yelling at her to push him and off an leave! He’s useless! To go back to her newly established territory and start working again. Demons don’t cry!

Then there’s the small human part of her, tiny and hidden away, only meant for rare moments. Rare moments like this one..

She takes in a breath, sharp and cold numbing.

Then melts.

Her body goes from straight, rigid, awkwardly tight in Mammon’s hold to a full damn puddle, swift and flashing from one to the other like the transition between 5 year old her holding her 1st little brother for the first time of many to the 26 year old self who’s constantly being batted every which way and that, all while holding her greatest, carefully constructed weapon up high for everyone to see.

Even that falls too, especially that. Her smile drifts until the expensive jacket Mammon adorns wipes it away and welcomes her spilling tears instead.

Mammon has a smile that isn’t full of joy but still as kind, pressing a small kiss to her matching hair and planting his cheek into it. He sways them back and forth as Varya silently unravels, hands clutching his back, claws digging deep but thankfully not tearing.

Varya’s had a tough week. But at least she has her dad’s hugs to break that fall.

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