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l3viat8an · 1 year
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Imagine~ being in bed with the obey me! boy of your choice, he’s pounding into you and you moan out “Oh, God,” you feel so full and his cock is hitting that sweet spot inside you so, so much better than your fingers or toys ever could~
But then he stills for a minute grabbing you chin and making you face him as you start to whine about him stopping, his eyes meet yours “You're in hell not heaven darling, pray to me. I’m your God here~” before letting go of your face and resuming his pace-
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strawberrycartt · 1 year
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The worst pirate you've ever heard of
Piece I made for @/mammonzine on twt
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proffbon · 7 months
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Getting absolutely fucked up by this chat
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melverie · 5 months
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Hey you guys know what's funny
In the og game, it's the love interests (and Luke) that constantly have to deal with the reality of one day losing MC. Some try not to think about it, banishing these thoughts out of their mind as to not grief them while they are still here. Others cling to the hope that maybe, somehow, through some miracle MC will become immortal and stay by their side forever
But no denial and no wishful thinking can change the fact that MC is still human with an oh so fleeting lifespan, especially when compared to a demon's, an angel's or that of an immortal
Meanwhile in Nightbringer, it's MC who is reminded with ever single night they stay in Cocytus Hall, every single word exchanged, every single glance stolen, every single second they spend in their presence that they can't stay. That one day, they'll have to return to their time and leave everyone here behind
They know this won't be forever, that once they return they'll find the same demons and angels they have longed to see again for so long
But they also know they will forever lose this version of them
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devildomditzy · 3 months
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"Are we going to talk about this?"
You watch as 'your demon' strides across his room, sitting down roughly on his couch and staring straight ahead, unable to look in your direction.
'Your demon". Did you even have the right to call him that? After you've been away for so long?
It's been a week since you and Solomon returned unannounced from your journey to the past, much to the shock and surprise of everyone. That night was filled with joy and tears and laughter from everyone. Everyone, except the second born. The person you absolutely missed the most for months and months, the person you thought of during sleepless nights and difficult times. The person you cried over more than anyone else was standing right there, just a few feet away -
And absolutely giving you the cold shoulder.
He's silent for a moment, before his voice comes out like vitriol, scalding and snide, yet somehow so hollow, like his words had no real emphasis behind them. Like he felt almost nothing.
"What's there left to talk about?"
"Mammon-", you try to get a word in before he cuts you off with the same version of the monologue you've heard from him even since you made your way back to this timeline.
Your timeline.
"Ya left me here. Ya left us here. You didn't leave a note or a sign or even shoot me a text that you were goin'. Nothin'. Nada."
"You know I didn't exactly choose to get taken to the past against my will, Mammon."
He stands to face you now, tone filled with pain but his face looking so, so emotionless.
It could scare you, when he gets like this. The second born should never look that serious.
"And how would I know that? Huh? How would I know where you went? How the hell would I know what ya'd gotten up to, huh? How would I know if you were runnin' off with Solomon? How would I know that ya didn't just get sick of us?"
His voice raises his voice as he walks towards you.
"How would I know if ya were alive, or dead, or somewhere in between, huh!?"
You're jostled as the second born grabs your shoulders and shoves you, not hard enough to hurt, but enough to have you cornered between the surface and himself.
"I never stopped trying, okay? Not a day went by that Solomon and I didn't look for a way home, a way out, a way to you, anything!" you exclaim, defending yourself from his tirade.
"How would I know that you were gonna come back!? How would- H-how could ya, I couldn't...I-I-I- can't...."
His voice shakes as he balls up his fists into the fabric of your shirt, his true emotions finally shining through after a week of trying to get through to him.
How quickly his indifference turns to fear.
Tears begin silently falling from his lash line, streaking his cheeks.
"Oh, Mammon...", you wrap your arms around him, following his lead as his body begins to crumple, both of you sitting on the floor.
"I thought you were gone. I-I didn't know if ya were still breathin', or just vanished, but I thought-"
He gulps down a few tears and lets out a shaky breath before finishing.
"I thought you were never coming back."
You respond to him in kind, holding him tighter as he increases his grasp on you.
You can't help but let out a small giggle as you wipe away his tears (and a few of your own).
"Babe, it's me we're talking about. I came back to the Devildom how many times now?"
"Yeah," he sighs, looking off to the side, remembering all the times you somehow managed to extend your stays within the exchange program with Diavolo's blessing.
"I can't believe you gave up on me that fast", you tease, poking his cheek.
"Never did", he mumbles. "Looked for ya every day until I realized.. ya just weren't here. And not like here like in the Devildom, okay? I mean like here here."
He's quiet for a moment before he grumbles again, "Didn't stop lookin' until Lucifer made me, that bastard."
You bust out laughing, "I missed you, and your cute little complaints"
"Hey! My complaints ain't little! I'd burn down all three realms if it meant I coulda found you again!"
You place a quick kiss to his cheek, giggling at the way he goes rigid.
"Well, you don't have to worry. I'll always find my way back to you."
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gr3ml1ngu7z · 2 months
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Back with my owlapple agenda +mammon☝️
Also added my fav bits from the comic (pls tumbler don’t kill the quality🙏)
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koolades-world · 3 months
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Hello is hug deprived anon again (this might be becoming my name oh no) and I’ve had an idea
I’m sure we can all agree that mammon deserves all the love, especially because his brothers are too mean to him, they pretend they don’t love him too constantly
So, what if Mammon is away for a week, doing photoshoots or dealing with witches or something, and MC is moping because they miss him,, like, they keep turning to their side to whisper to him and then like deflating when they see no Mammon,, and like, reaching out on that side to hold his hand and then being confused when there’s nothing there, and then they realize :( maybe they stole his blanket from his room because it smells like him, so it’s the best substitute for Mammon hugs while he’s away
Maybe Beel (idk if any of the other bros would be nice enough to tell him) is texting him like “your human is too sad come back soon” and sending him pictures of MC doing this stuff
When Mammon returns MC jumps on him for hugs like “you’re home!!!!!”
Idk I think he’d cry
I think he would feel very loved and probably also cry abt it
What you think? What do you think he’d do?
(If you choose not to write anything about this no worries obviously) (but I eventually might lol I think it’d be very cute and make him very happy to have someone who really misses him when he’s away)
HI!! haha if you want and plan to request more, feel free to pick an anon name! or I could just call you something like hug LOL
wayyy back when I first got into obey me in like 2021, there was this one specific fic I read kind of similar to his idea where mammon was upset at be mistreated and mc stood up for him and it was this cute bonding moment, and this request kinda reminded me of that!! gonna try to channel it a little bit
this idea is literally so cute and I'd be happy to write it! it makes my brain like a cat who has the zoomies hehe enjoy :D
How Ironic
You watched agonizingly as the clock ticked by even slower than usual. You'd been trying to do some sort of work, or anything other than stare at the damned clock forever now, but you just couldn't focus.
It had been exactly four days, six hours, and fifteen minutes and counting since Mammon had left for a week long promotional photoshoot in another ring of hell. You had your sad, but sweet send off and you promise yourself that time apart might be good for you. After all, it always felt like you could never get anything done with Mammon around. Yet, here you were, staring blankly at a clock with a blank piece of paper and pen in front of you.
Finally deciding to throw in the towel for now, you got up from your desk in your room. A walk to a local convivence store was in order. Snacks and fresh air wasn't a combo you could pass up. On your way out, you passed the door to his room which was slightly ajar. You briefly had the thought to poke your head in and ask him if he wanted to come, before remembering that he wouldn't be in there. You continued your walk to the front door, where you put on your shoes and grabbed a bag that had a few necessities in it for the short journey.
Thankfully, you hadn't passed any of his brothers on the way there, meaning you didn't have to explain yourself or have them ask to tag along. While you enjoyed their company, they weren't Mammon. If you needed help, you could always summon one of them thanks to the pacts, but you needed this short walk to clear your head.
The air was unfortunately stifling and overly humid outside, making you glad you were dressed light. It was basically just your pajamas but when you went out with Mammon, the two of you did this every time. As you autopiloted to your favorite corner store, your thoughts wandered back to Mammon again. You wondered how he was doing and if he missed being at home. You couldn't blame him if he didn't and hoped he was enjoying his time away from home as much as you wished he was by your side.
Once you got to the store, you wandered around for a bit, debating what to get. After grabbing a small basket, you began to pile in various things that sounded good. Once the basket was full, you came to the realization that all the snacks were Mammon's favorites; hell sauce flavored instant noodles, Chaos Devil Cider and ginger ale to mix, Devilbee honey popcorn, and a variety pack of Devildom gummies. This is what he introduced you to the first time you did a snack run together. You decided, in light of this discovery, to buy extras for him for when he got back. You figured he would enjoy it and it was the least you could do to thank him for introducing you to so many tasty things you would've not tried otherwise. Once you checked out, you returned back to the House of Lamentation with a new skip in your step.
You made your way back up to your room, and passed the ajar door of Mammon's room again. Memories of the two of you together flooded back again, and you couldn't help but step in. Just being in his room was like he was really right next to you again. You couldn't help but sit on his sofa and think about how much you missed him even though it hadn't even been a full week. His absence made you realize how much you missed his presence. After a moment, you decide to leave the snacks you bought for him on his bedside table so his brothers were less likely to wander in and find them before him.
As you were setting down everything you'd gotten for him, you something caught your eye just about to fall off the end of his bed. After you picked it off the edge of his bed, you realized it was the hoodie he always wore around the house. It was faded from lots of usage and the strings were fraying. You knew it smelt like his cologne and his shampoo from all of the tight embraces he'd given you while wearing it. You for sure thought he would've taken it with him, but it looked as if he had thrown it off last minute and thrown it on his bed without looking back.
Looking around as if someone might be watching (which could very well be the case since Lucifer was notoriously quiet), you pulled it to your chest and deeply inhaled. Of course, there was the chance that it was dirty, but you couldn't care less. It wasn't anything you hadn't seen of him before. Since there really wasn't anything stopping you, you took it back to your room with you. You weren't even really that cold, in all honesty. It was more of the idea that he was right next to you since it smelt just like him.
You continued your night like you had before you left, just with his hoodie on. You were magically much more productive wearing it and you managed to get several things done. Usually, you would be chatting with Mammon on the phone at about this time to talk about how your days were, but he was unfortunately busy with something work related. Instead, you decided to send him a sweet goodnight text and send a picture of your set up with the food and the show you've been watching one episode at a time. Not expecting a response before you called it a night, you turn your phone off and focused on eating and watching tv.
Beel wasn't sure what woke him up first: his stomach or Mammon blowing up his phone. Sitting up in his bed, he peered at his screen, squinting at it. He had at least twenty texts from his brother asking him to check on Mc for him after they hadn't responded to his texts. He wasn't sure if Mammon knew they were probably asleep or if he was just worrying for no reason. Either way, he decided to check on them for him anways. After his kitchen run, of course.
After letting Mammon know, he got out of bed and left his room. On his way to the kitchen, however, he ended up following the smell of cup noodles to Mc's room. There, he was able to complete both of his missions. He snapped a picture of Mc fast asleep with a couple half finished snacks, then took the snacks. Mission complete.
Mammon was only halfway through the only kind of dumb business dinner when he spammed Beel about Mc. He was more worried than he would admit to himself about them. He knew it was probably nothing and that they had fallen asleep, but Beel was usually awake at this time eating anyways. The food was nice and he was the star of the show, but the dinner was much too stifling for his taste. Most importantly, it was cutting into his precious time with Mc, something he looked forward to at the end of every day. He loved getting to hear their voice after being away from them for so long. He missed getting to see them in person, but getting to hear them was next best.
As he was poking at his food, he finally got the response he was waiting hand and foot on. Beel had responded with just an image at first, so he scrambled to open it. He breathed a sigh of relief. It was a picture of his beloved Mc fast asleep in their bed. You looked so peaceful but your face was barely visible because of the hood pulled up over your eyes. After squinting, he realized the hoodie you were wearing looked oddly familiar. He realized that that was his hoodie, the one he'd left on his bed when he was late the morning he left.
He could barely contain his excitement and it must had been evident on his face since those around him glanced at him, and then between each other a few times. He saved the photo to his phone, and texted Beel back a thanks. As everyone talked around him, he debating asking to leave the shoot early right then and there. If he left right now, he would be able to make it home before you woke up. While he entertained this thought for a while, eventually he decided to stick it out since there were only a few days left. As soon as he was allowed to leave, however, he would buy you something with the paycheck he'd be given. Something nice, maybe a gold bracelet that would remind you of him when you see it. He spent the rest of the night thinking, then dreaming about you. He could only hope you were doing the same. (you were <3)
After those final two and a half agonizing days and many texts later, it was finally time for Mammon to return home. For now, he decided to leave his car parked just outside the house, since he may or may not have been planning to take you out to dinner later that day. As soon as he walked in the door, one of his suitcases in tow, something, or rather someone, attacked him with a flying hug. At first, he was processing the situation as Mc began to squeal and squeeze him as tight as they could into a hug. He wasn't really sure where they had come from, but he knew who it was as soon as their arms were around him.
"MAMMON!" Mc swung the both of them around, buzzing with excitement. "Diavolo, I missed you so much. I don't want to let go of you. If you don't take me with you next time, I might die of sadness and loneliness!" Their arms were around his neck, and their face in his chest. He finally let go of his suitcase and hugged them back. He held them close, shutting his eyes for a moment to take it all in.
"I missed ya too. 's good to be back." He, again, couldn't stop the smile from growing on his face. His brothers never expressed themselves the way Mc was to him in that moment, so he wasn't quite sure how to feel. They never seemed excited to see him, so it was so refreshing to see Mc visibly excited and made him feel truly loved. All their time apart was worth moments like these.
As MC was squealing, a few of his brothers began to gather around the foyer around them. Perhaps they heard them, or maybe they knew he'd be back today at around this time. Either way, he waved at them, still keeping an arm around Mc.
"Guys! Mammon is back." Mc nuzzled his neck, still holding onto him.
"We can see that." Belphie remarked, sounding unamused. Mammon's smile faded a little. So, they didn't care that he was back, did they? He should've expected that from them. Actually, they probably wished he'd been gone for longer with the way they treated him sometimes.
"I talked to you guys about this. I don't expect you to do what I'm doing, but you need to show him you're happy he's back. You can't lie, he's irreplaceable! I don't know what I'd do without him, and I missed him so much." Just like that, Mc's words lifted him back up. Suddenly, he was no longer upset that his brothers didn't care. He had the attention and care from the person he thought about the entire time he was gone. "Shame on you all. Don't expect me to talk to you for the next few days. Let's get your things from the car, and go upstairs. We have so much to catch up on!" Mc only let go of his neck to grab his hand instead. They dragged him back out of the house, shutting the door with their foot behind the two of them.
"Mc, ya didn't have to do all that fer me..." Mammon glanced back at the shut door. His brothers didn't open it, or try to follow them.
"But I did! You're my first man, after all. I really can't express how much I missed you and just saying it doesn't feel like enough." They reached into the trunk of his car to begin taking out his suitcases. Mammon moved them aside gently, not wanting them to do even more for him that he felt as if he didn't deserve.
Mammon was silent for a moment, then decided to go digging through his backpack for the bracelet he'd bought for you. He hoped it would make it easier to tell you how he felt. "Here, this is fer you." He presented the small, black box to them. Looking caught off guard, they accepted it and opened it carefully. Your mouth dropped open as you saw the golden piece of jewelry he bought for you on the drive back.
"Mammon! This is beautiful. Thank you so much! But, I don't understand why. What's the occasion?" You removed it from the box and held it up to the light to study it. Several small charms hung off of it.
"That's the thing. There isn't one." He took a deep breath and looked down at his feet before continuing. "I just... yer so good to me. Ya texted me daily, called me daily, thought about me while I was gone, and even waited fer me like that so ya could surprise me when I got back. Ya care, and I know I'm not the best with showin' I care and it makes me feel shitty. Thank you, fer everythin'. I really missed ya." He couldn't see how Mc reacted, but was essentially tackled into another hug again by them.
"Mams, you show me you care in little ways. Just because you don't say it, doesn't mean that you don't. You just being back here with me is more than enough." He immediately thought about how ironic the entire situation was. He never actually told them how he felt and treated them like garbage sometimes, and he thought it might've been pushing the person he cared for most away, but really, he never had to worry about that. he'd never considered that they could see past his inability to admit his feelings. He hugged them back, savoring the moment since this time they were alone.
"Thank you Mc." He held back happy tears.
"No, thank you! Thank you for always being by my side. Now, instead of actually unpacking, let's just lock the car and sneak back inside. Maybe they'll eventually feel sorry and come looking for us, but we'll actually be hiding right under their noses. It'll be like a spy mission." Mc giggled leaning back to see his face. Mammon let them look him in the eyes, glistening tears and all.
"Yeah, let's do that. We can watch that movie ya wanted to watch and just share headphones." He found himself joining in with the quiet laughing along to something he wasn't sure either of them really understood. Something he did understand however, was that he knew he was loved back by the one he loved the most, and couldn't ask for more.
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humbuns · 3 months
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After several months of planning and creating, I'm proud to present the ATWxOBMCollab from last year! 📸🌎🌟
I'm so grateful for all the interest and work put into this by all the lovely artists!!! It really came out so cute with everyone's pieces together and I hope I can one day revisit this theme again because it seriously was so much fun! Thank you for letting my idea take form :]
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scarlett-vixen · 2 years
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The start of this chat was so hilarious to me when it first popped up because all I could think of was:
*Any slight inconvenience occurs*
Literally all the brothers:
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goodbyetoforever · 3 months
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My mini sketchbook is dedicated to beloveds ONLY !
@vivziepop hire me challenge 😘
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mammon-s · 6 months
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Is it cute or delusional that when ever I see a crow I pretend that it’s one of Mammon’s familiars he sent to look after me while I’m in the human world
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suncast-moth · 6 months
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I keep drawing him.
Nyways,.here. woke up.in the middle of the night just to do this.
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He eepy
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legalize-arson · 1 year
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Jfc these Nightbringer demon shopkeepers are racist as fuck. Pretty sad when the ruler is more progressive than the populace 🙄. But go Mammon! Lead the resistance! Shoot them down!
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too-much-gacha · 9 days
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have this little idea stuck in my head, so here you go:
The decision was made. We were all going together to some new place for dinner. And from what bits and pieces we heard, it wasn't exactly a cafe, or a restaurant, or a bar, it was a bit of everything but still seemed to fit together nicely. Everyone was more or less excited about the outing. Beel was happy because apparently they served rather large portions. It was convenient for Belphie and Levi, one got out of making dinner the other could stop by to buy some manga on the way. Satan looked forward to a small library in the corner and Mammon, though he never said it out loud, couldn't wait to get his hands on on the slot machines in the arcade corner. On the way there Asmo was getting excited and kept looking through devilgram filters and trying to decide which one would look best on food pictures. And while Lucifer was glad for some peace and quiet, since he swiftly opted out right before exiting House of Lamentation, I was glad to spend some time with at least some of my friends. Still a pity others couldn't come with us. After we arrived and picked a table all but one orders were placed. Then I followed my restaurant routine I have adapted while living in devildom. Find a dish I'd like to eat, ask if it's safe for humans. Positive answer -I place an order, negative one- let's start from the beginning. Here it went unusually quickly, my second choice was a edible for me. After forty minutes or so, everyone had their orders delivered and Beel was halfway through his third dish. We all started eating with some chit-chat in between bites. The pasta I ordered had a unique flavour, after the initial spiciness it turned bitter momentarily and then transitioned into this fruit-type sweetness. The taste was amazing, and it had a kick making my breath heavy after some time. I had no regrets with this pick.
"Hun' you look kind of hot. Is everything alright?" Asmo asked with a slight concern in his voice.
"What do you mean? The pasta's a bit spicy but tha—"
"Nothing's spicy enough that The Great Mammon couldn't handle. Gimme a taste!" Mammon interrupted leaning over to snatch a spoonful of sauce.
"No, I mean you've got these... ugly red blotches on your face. I don't think that's normal and you sound a little... weird?"
"Wha?" Now that Asmo pointed it out I could hear it too. My voice sounded a little hoarse and when I tried to touch my cheeks they were... Itchy? And that heavy breathing feeling from before didn't stop. In fact it was getting worse. It was getting harder and harder to take a deep breath without wheezing. What's happening to me? I sent a panicked look to the group which in hindsight wasn't the best thing to do since they started panicking as well.
Aaaaand that's how I got here.
"I knew we shouldn't have trusted that waiter about the food" Mammon complained as I sat on bed at vet's swinging my legs. It was the second time I had a comfort of using a bed rather than a table for other patients, it was probably placed here specifically for me. I sort of pitied the guy, the only demon who knew how to more or less treat humans combined with my luck and inability to teleport to human world in emergency cases without raising suspicion made me a regular here. At some point they started giving me stickers after each visit. Maybe they liked having a patient they could chat with?
"Weren't you the one praising him for giving cheaper dish recommendations? " I retorted back.
"Maaaaybe?" he stretched not wanting to admit to accusations, "But he should've told you that was dangerous to humans" Mammon pointed an accusatory finger my way like it was my fault.
"I do have to agree with Mammon on this one," Satan turned his attention from the vet's black cat towards us. I was still convinced it wasn't an actual cat rather a sentient cat-shaped black mass. "You specifically asked and he didn't inform you about any ingredients poisonous for humans."
"I wouldn't say this specific one is poisonous for humans," the vet entered the room with a clipboard in hand, " it's more of a 'poisonous for this specific human' case." I looked at them dumbfounded gesturing for them to elaborate and they sighed in return. "Don't eat this anymore, you're severely allergic." They handed me a sheet of paper and added, "Actually don't eat anything on this list, you're also allergic to those."
Not a second later Mammon grabbed me by the shoulders and started shaking me, "Why didn't you tell us you had allergies!!!"
"I didn't know!!!" I shook him by the shoulders in return. "I'm just as surprised as you! Even lactose and pollen had nothing on me back in the Human world"
The vet looked at us unphased by our antics. "Anyway, you're free to go," they said handing me a hell cockatoo sticker.
Hmm, don't have this one yet.
"What do we do if MC does eat something they're allergic to?" Satan posed a good question, which probably I should have asked since it's my health and all.
"I don't know. What do you humans usually do for strong allergies?"
"Uhhh... EpiPens I think. But would they work for symptoms caused by Devildom food?"
They shrugged making a 'I dunno' sound "Let's just stay with not eating stuff from the list"
"But that's like a whole page of stuff!"
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squidflavoredsoup · 5 months
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i wanna draw more mammon but uhh idk
wouldn’t it be so crazy if you the ppl gave me scenario requests to draw him in
wink wink wink nudge nudge nudge
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anintrovertedechoe · 8 months
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE LOML
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