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Choose your own adventure

"Didn't you hear? No man/woman can defeat me"

MC couldn't describe the situation they were in. Perhaps, this isn't the right way to start everything off.

It was three am in the Devildom and MC couldn't sleep. On a normal basis, this occurs often. However, tonight left them in a stupor.

Not wanting to continue fighting for sleep, they rationalized getting something to eat. There was a saying that food can make you tired and MC hoped it would work. Even if it didn't, they pondered, the journey would wear them down and perhaps Beel is still rummaging through the fridge. Fighting him would surely knock them out.

Trudging out of their bedroom, they slowly maneuvered down the hall to the kitchen. Keeping their sound to a minimum in case Lucifer was stalking the halls at this time. They made it towards the stairs. In thought, it wouldn't have surprised them if they found a dangling Mammon by the stairs. Fortunately, there was no crying Mammon in the vicinity as far as they could tell.

Sighing, they hesitantly stepped off the last stair as it always made a creaking noise. When the noise didn't come, they smiled and glided across the old floorboards. This old house could use some redecorating, they mused and approached the dining room door on their left. Lifting a hand to push open the door, they paused, for down the hall on the right showed a light glow coming from the commons area. Debating whether they should check it out or continue their journey, they gave in and proceeded down the hall and approached a large chestnut door. Frowning, they reached for the doorknob and cracked the door a sliver.

The light ever-present began to shrink. With this intriguing notion, MC shoved the door wide open. There the light pulsated and encompassed them in a blanket of white. Although, MC was not comforted by this feeling as its power slithered across their skin and sucked the air out of their lungs. The strange light manifested as roots across their skin before disappearing and returning to a small ball in the center of the room.

Blinking, MC reached out to snatch it and as their fingertips brushed against the sphere it shattered into shimmer. Pouting, they looked around the room. They couldn't remember the last time that painting over the fireplace was there. Actually, they couldn't remember certain things in the room anyway. Not seeming to want to dwell on their confusion, MC moved towards the hallway. Next stop: the kitchen.

"MC? You're going to be late for school. Hurry up, Asmo made breakfast," a voice cried out.

Breakfast, they questioned to themself, it was three am. Feeling puzzled, they peered around the door frame into the hall.

"Mammon?" They asked in surprise.

There before them in the hallway was Mammon dressed in Victorian-era clothing. MC always knew the brothers and the house were old, but they swore Mammon against this fashion.

"There you are. Do you know how worried we were? No one could find you and Lucifer was starting to get upset," Mammon scolded.

"What's with the clothes?" They questioned.

"What do you mean? Oh, Levi wanted me to wear it. Him and his fashion, you know?" He sighed.

Perhaps, it was a new cosplay idea Levi was into. Of course, he mainly enjoyed female-oriented costumes.

"Yeah. So...breakfast?" MC drawled.

Widening his eyes, Mammon latched onto MC and pulled them down the hall toward the kitchen. The sudden pull left MC stumbling before they both rounded the corner into a room. There before them was an old oak table lined with eight chairs: each covered with worn down red fabric cushions. Pale wax candles gathered in a group in the midst of the table and sat upon decorative leaves. There they were blocked by porcelain plates sitting on every side.

"Standing there won't do you any good. Take a seat before you end up late," a voice from the farthest end sounded.

There in all his terrifying glory sat Lucifer. A tired look settled over his face and he...What was with all the books? Stacked in front of him were multiple non-fiction books, MC noted. None of the books corresponded with school or even Lucifer's original taste. Although, they could only assume his taste and it most likely was dreary.

"Oh give them a break. You know that Mammon always stays up late playing those games of his," a sigh broke through the tension.

"That is not true, Satan. I don't always do that. I was retrieving, MC," Mammon stuttered.

Satan shook his head as he made his way to the table. In his hand rested hundreds of grim. His eyes counted each and everyone as he sat at the table.

"I don't even know what's going on. Where are the others?" MC questioned.

"Beel and Belphie are in the kitchen," Lucifer answered.

"Beel is making sure Belphie doesn't eat the whole fridge," Levi chimed in from behind.

MC turned to glance at Levi. They watched as he swayed past them while he fixed his clothes and looked into a compact mirror.

"Asmo is probably sleeping somewhere strange," Satan sighed.

"Then where is Asmo?" MC gaped.

They were quick to acknowledge they were not back home. Unless this was some sick prank the brothers were playing. No, they concluded, the brothers aren't smart enough to go this far. Even if Lucifer and Satan have cynical minds.

"I'm right here. I overslept today and I just want to go back to my room."

"I'm surprised you even showed up. Usually, you're sleeping somewhere," Mammon gawked.

"I might be tired, but I can still hurt you."

"Yeesh," Mammon replied.

MC did a double blink at this exchange. Was this another body swap situation?

"Uh, Did you guys switch personalities again? Did someone cast a spell?" MC chimed in.

They glanced at MC before sharing a look.

"A spell?"

"Switched personalities?"

"None of that has happened, MC." Lucifer cut in.

"It must've. Cause I have never seen any of you act this way. Except for when Mammon and I messed up a spell."

The brothers blinked in confusion. Of course, they knew MC to be a strange character but this was a bit off. Perhaps, they didn't sleep as good unlike the nights before.

"A spell? Oh, you mean like in the game we were playing last week: Magia Midoko?" Mammon laughed.

"No, like...you know what never mind. I have bigger problems to deal with, but uh what's with your clothes?"

"It seems you are still waking up, MC. Am I correct? If so, these are our uniforms that you haven't changed into yet. You should get on that." Lucifer responded as he nodded.

Victorian clothes for uniforms, MC sighed, then again they do look like those private catholic school outfits just not as great. They shook their head and made their way to their chair.

"I will change once I get onto school grounds."

As they lowered themself upon the chair Beel and Belphie made their way from the kitchen. They watched as Beel looked around the room with a frown and Belphie trudged past with a muffin in hand.

"We need new groceries. I assume Satan will go after school?"

"What did Belphie eat the entire stock again, Beel? Yeah, luckily I don't have anything after school today."

"Why don't you go, Beel?" Lucifer questioned.

"I have to meet up with Barbatos after class. He said Diavolo wanted to do another project again."

Perhaps, this had something to do with Diavolo? Things tend to go crazy when Diavolo started up a plan. No, they assured, Diavolo was sneaky but not three a.m sneaky. However, that didn't mean they could just rule him out as a suspect.

"Is anyone meeting with Diavolo today? I just remembered I had something to give him."

"Why would anyone want to give Diavolo something?" Belphie sighed as he rummaged through a bag of chips.

"I'm not going near him. Once I get out of school, I'm heading straight to my room." Levi said as he placed down the mirror.

"What's the point in looking good if you aren't going out? All you do is get ready just to stay in your room. Just come to the party we are having later." Asmo sighed as he rested his chin on his palm.

"Some of us care about how we look and our hygiene. Doesn't matter if I go out or stay in. I need to keep up with my skin and besides, you know I hate being near a lot of people."

"Such a waste."

Levi lifted his head to glare at Asmo. Body image is important, skin care is important, looks are important. It's not his fault he had social anxiety. Hell, he plans parties all the time but never goes. Well, sometimes he does, but then he just leaves.

"Eh? Didn't Lucifer say he was going last night?" Mammon chimed in.

"Yes, Diavolo needed me to go over some documents with him. The school board has repeatedly sent messages towards him and he needed help sorting through them. You can tag along with me, MC."

MC smiled in appreciation before looking at their D.D.D. Frowning, they shoved themself away from the table and stood up. They were a bit disappointed they didn't get to eat but they needed to retrieve the uniform. Feeling the eyes of the brothers they smiled.

"I will be back down. I have to get my uniform before we head off. It's almost time anyways."

Grinning, they moved towards the door and slipped out. Once out in the hallway, they groaned in frustration. This place wasn't home and those were definitely not the brothers. Ok, maybe they were a version of the brothers but they weren't their brothers.

"The sooner everything is solved the better," they whispered before heading upstairs.

Why was the layout different? Why were the paintings different? Why was there a hole in the stairs? For people who seemed to not know about spells, they couldn't risk nearly going through the floorboards. Then again, everything in this house seemed new. There was no white tarp on any of the furniture in the halls, or even in the common room.

"Now, where is my room?"

Another thing that bugged them on their five-minute trek was the layout. Their room wasn't in the same place. Maybe, Lilith's room was still there? Sighing they jogged toward her room and reached out.

"It took you this long to find your room? My, my, isn't the little butterfly still stuck in its cocoon. If it doesn't escape soon the spider will eat it."

MC swerved around to face...nothing. They swore someone was behind them. Shaking their head they turned back around, they don't have time for riddles or old-time threats or whatever.

"MC, did you get your uniform?" Beel said as he jogged toward them.

"No, sorry I must still be asleep. Why are you up here?"

"Lucifer asked me to retrieve you."

MC nodded as they went into the room and snatched the first clothes they saw. Taking one quick look around the room they shrugged and walked out. There was no point in questioning why they lived in Lilith's room.

"Time's ticking little mouse. If you aren't careful the cat will snatch you."

"I'm ready now, let's go." MC grinned.

Nodding his head, Beel led them down the hallway and to the stairs. MC fidgeted with the clothes as they reached the top step.

"Hey, Beel?"

"What's up?"

"Do you ever get the feeling something isn't right?"

"What do you mean?" Beel blinked as he cocked his head.

"I...never mind."

"Alright. Hey, we're ready to go," Beel shouted to his brothers.

All of them except Levi glanced up at the noise before heading towards the door. As MC caught up to the brother's Mammon pulled back to match their pace. He didn't say anything for a while as he was fine with sneaking glances at MC.

"Is there something you wanted to say, Mammon?" MC asked with a raised brow.

"U-Uh, no. It's just you seem quiet today and you haven't tripped yet," Mammon awkwardly chuckled.

"Just have a lot on my mind. Nothing to really worry about," MC smiled at him.

"Well, you know you can always come to me about it, " He said as he rubbed the back of his neck.

"Yeah, I know," MC laughed, "Hey, do you think I could meet with Diavolo before the end of the day?"

"Maybe, he's usually in his office. Unless he is trying to hunt down Lucifer. Why? Is it because of the thing you have to give him?"

"Oh? Oh, yeah, I'm afraid I might lose it before the day is over. You know how forgetful I am."

"Yeah."

MC sighed in relief as they watched Mammon laugh. They almost messed up as they did with Beel. If these brothers didn't understand the spell reference, they wouldn't believe anything MC said. In a sense it was frustrating, no one would believe them. Well, maybe Mammon would but it took a while to convince their Mammon they didn't just use him to make a pact. Even though they technically did, but a little lie wouldn't hurt any more than it actually did.

"The little canary won't sing. Oh, how pathetic. Well, it makes it so much easier. Perhaps, the canary is fine with being useless and I thought I nabbed one that could sing."

They were starting to feel a migraine come on as they reached the school's steps. Why couldn't this voice stick to one animal reference? Run out of material much?

"I feel as if I'm in a horror movie and some deadbeat is going to kill me."

"You and me both," Belphie said as he walked past them.

"What's with this attitude? Cheer up, MC. Once school is over, we are having a party at the new bar down the street," Asmo grinned in delight.

"You're right. Thanks, Asmo."

"It's what I do."

MC laughed as they watched Asmo rush towards Solomon who was down the hall. They just needed the day to go by and then they could go back to the common room. That's what happens in stories right? The protagonist goes back to the room where they originally were and they end up going home.

"We have first-class together, MC. They moved the rooms around, so I'll lead you there."

"That's sweet of you, Satan. Except..."

"Except MC is going with me. We have to drop by the office and then we'll head to class," Mammon shoved his way between them.

"That's right. Sorry, Satan, I don't want you to be late for class. Maybe next time?"

"Sure," Satan replied before walking off with a wave.

"The dream is sweet and easy blending. Why bother to leave so soon? The prince knows nothing about our game. Try your luck another way, my little cuckoo."

MC rubbed their temples before grabbing Mammon's hand. They nudged him to lead them towards Diavolo. Who trusts a voice in their head anyway? Well, MC wasn't going to fall for its tricks. Plus, they were getting close to the office and why bother turning around.

"Diavolo should be in there right?"

"Yeah, he doesn't leave for another half hour."

"Great."

They opened the door and yanked Mammon into the office. There on the left sat an empty desk and on the right a line of chairs. Nodding, MC moved toward the door in front of them. Their hand brushed the handle right as the door open. Out stepped Barbatos with a clipboard and a pristine suit. He blinked in surprise before eying them up and down.

"Mammon, MC, I didn't expect to see you right now. What is it you need? Class is about to begin," Barbatos said as he looked at the clock over his presumed desk.

"I need to speak with Diavolo."

Barbatos widened his eyes before retaining his almost indifferent expression.

"You don't have a meeting with him. I'm afraid-"

"Please, I have something to give him and it won't take longer than a minute," MC begged.

MC watched as Barbatos eyed them for a while. They felt a surge of happiness at the prospect that Barbatos would let them in. It was usually Barbatos's move.

"Babratos, I was wondering...MC, Mammon? Is there something you needed?" Diavolo interrupted as he stepped out of his office.

"Principle-" Barbatos started.

"Yeah, MC had something to give you," Mammon piped up.

"Is that so? Why don't you come into my office?"

"Incompetent little rat. You don't listen to authority. I...hmm...well, let's see this to the end. I know even an incompetent pest like you can get the cheese within the trap. I'll decide the way you get it."

"Yes, I will be glad to," MC smiled as they mentally wince.

At least they knew they were on the right track. They nodded before going into his office. They cast a look over to Mammon and mouthed for him to stay there. Satisfied when they got a thumbs up they turned around and sat at a chair in front of Diavolo's desk.

"Barbatos, are you still meeting with Beel? Good. Once we are done, Mammon, you, and MC can go back to class," Diavolo stated before closing the door and walking behind his desk.

Fumbling through their pocket, MC pulled out a shiny ball and placed it onto the desk. They eyed it for a while and watched as the center seemed to pulse with unforeseen light.

"I wanted to know...Have you seen something like this before?"

Diavolo paused as he reached out for the object. MC placed it in his palm and observed the way he rolled it between his fingers.

"Where did you get it? I've seen the light itself in a pyramid before but not like this."

MC perked up at this information.

"So, have you heard about spells?"

"Magic?"

"Yes."

"Barbatos has a whole book on them."

MC groaned as they took the object back from Diavolo. It pulsated and warmed their hand.

"That's ok. Thank you for helping me. You were the only person I thought would know."

"This isn't something humans can make, MC. In the books, they discuss unearthly figures like angels or spirits. Except those are only myths." Diavolo chuckled.

"Good boy. The golden crown knows how to keep it locked. Maybe that's why he and the fallen star get along. Come now my little duck, you blend so smoothly."

"Thank you for the help, Diavolo. I must get back to Mammon and I don't want to keep wasting your time," MC said with a bow.

"Any time. Oh, and MC? You aren't wearing your uniform," Diavolo said as he waved.

MC looked down at their clothes with a blush and slowly exited the room as they secured the orb. Nodding toward Barbatos they tapped Mammon on the shoulder to cue him into leaving.

"Took you long enough," Mammon said as they entered the hallway.

"Sorry, sorry, I had to ask him something. Hey, I don't usually use the library. Where is it?"

"Huh? We have to get to class. If we don't Lucifer will kill me," Mammon shuddered.

"You can point me in the direction and you can go to class."

"No, you know you're a bad influence, right? I'll take you there. Can't have you traveling along. I-I mean with your luck you will end up lost," he nervously laughed.

MC raised their head right as Mammon gripped their arm and lead them down the hallway. They pondered if it would help them. If there were any books Diavolo mentioned that would help. They just wanted to go home and maybe eat something. That's right, they haven't eaten yet. Ah man, they really should've grabbed a snack.

"This is it. Lucifer is inside so I won't go in. Uh, just message me if you need anything."

"Alright."

They watched as Mammon jogged down the hallway while waving. At least, at least his personality didn't change. That was probably the only comforting part. Sighing, they pushed open the doors and walked towards Lucifer.

"Aren't you supposed to be in class?"

"I am in class, Lucifer. I need a book but I don't know where to find it."

Lucifer quirked a brow.

"I can help you I assume. What book are you talking about?"

"The magical aspects and beings."

Lucifer furrowed his brows.

"Magic?"

"I need it for a class assignment."

They breathed out in relief as they watched him go towards a section on the wall. With a grin, they slumped into the seat across from his. They placed the uniform upon the table and reached out for the book Lucifer returned with.

"I'm not sure if it will work. Although, it has the most information provided within its text."

"Thank you, I appreciate it."

MC did not in fact appreciate the book. It had to be over a thousand pages. Internally dying, they gripped the orb in their pocket. They relished in the warm comforting feeling as they looked upon the endless book. Raising their head, they met the eyes of Lucifer and then a strange sensation filled them. As if time was moving slowly but they could see the panic rise in Lucifer quickly. Then they saw nothing.

Everything was black and they felt nothing. They couldn't feel the orb anymore. Why couldn't they feel it? They patted down their body only to realize they were on the floor. Weren't they on a chair? Shaking their head, they carefully stood up.

"The little guppy was too late for..."

"I don't know what or who you are but stop with the animal references. It's becoming annoying. Did you just learn about those animals? I can't see anything which sucks and I need some light."

A light swelled within the darkness and radiated off of them. They could barely make out a shadow in front of them. A shadow person? Or was this a spirit?

"Wait, I know where we are. We are in my head, huh?"

"Your most vulnerable place."

"It's usually a desert in here so I wouldn't say vulnerable. I'm bored of this endless void. I assume you are the reason I'm in this predicament. Where was it you snatched me? The common room?"

The area shifted to formulate the memory of the common room. It was exactly like MC remembered it being.

"I think some scenery would fix this up. Look, I watched enough animes to know if I defeat you I get to go home. So, I'm going to do just that because I'm hungry."

"Didn't you hear? No man/woman can defeat me"

{Choices}

A. Female MC

("Didn't you hear? No man can defeat me," The being exclaimed.

MC looked down at their body. A brief look of confusion flashed across their face.

"Good thing I'm not a man."

The being paused and observed MC. They looked like a man and wore the clothes of a man. Well, the face and body were hidden beneath the clothes. This person was clearly a man.

"You think I am a fool?"

"Quite frankly? Yes, I do. Do I sound like a man?"

"No."

"Well, there is your answer. I'm a woman, baby. Man, the number of dragqueens you could've stolen from by now. I bet you thought they were women. You should get glasses."

"How dare you mock me!"

"Then again, some dragqueens look like women, so I understand."

"You vile witch." The being sneered.)

B. Male MC

("Didn't you hear? No woman can defeat me," The being exclaimed.

"Good thing I'm not a woman," MC smirked.

The being paused and stepped back. They squinted and frowned at MC.

"What? I'm not a woman. Don't tell me you believe I am," MC sighed.

"Well...I don't have to answer you! Do you think I am a fool? Now, princess, step aside before I take you out."

"Take me out? On a date? Oh, how disappointing you won't be the man then. I ain't a woman, and I'm getting hungry. God, I can get one of the brothers. Unless you are too stupid even then."

"Silence, you foolish human.")

C. Nonbinary (He/him they/them)

("Didn't you hear? No man can defeat me," The being exclaimed.

"Yeah, that's nice. Look, I just want to go back to my world. The world where Mammon doesn't look like a paperboy. So, let's get this over with."

"Didn't you hear me? Are you stupid?"

MC groaned as they walked towards the being. The frustration built in their chest as it seemed they could never touch it.

"I told you..." It started.

"Yeah, yeah."

MC, in a sea of frustration, swung and hit part of the being's body.

"What? No, you! You're a man. Men, men can't touch me or hurt me."

"Well, this one did."

"That isn't possible. You aren't a man! You are a woman, aren't you?"

"I have a dick, and I don't feel like a woman or identify as one."

"How can you be neither? It is impossible.")

("Didn't you hear? No woman can defeat me," The being exclaimed.

"I would say the fact I just kicked you in the shin earlier speaks volumes." MC grinned before glancing down at the scuff mark on their shoe.

"You shouldn't have been able to do that!" It cried indignantly.

"Well, I did. Look, I want to go back to my world. Don't get me wrong, the brothers look like they're about to film a porno here. However, I still prefer the ones back in my world. So, if you want to fight, let's go."

"Are you not listening? A woman can't touch me."

"That's sad."

"You must be a drag queen. Yes! I heard of them before. You are a man."

"Wrong. I don't have a dick and don't identify as one."

"That's impossible.")

E. Trans woman

("Didn't you hear? No man can defeat me," The being exclaimed.

"Good thing I am not a man," MC grinned proudly.

The being frowned and stood still. They glanced over MC in confusion. They were clearly staring at the body of a man.

"You look like a man. You have the physique of a man."

"I'm a woman. A trans woman. So, stop checking me out."

"I wasn't checking you out. I have never-"

"You're old, I get that. Now, let's settle this so I can go home and relax."

"You think you can talk to me like that?" The being cried in anger.

"You going to stop me? I'm going to kick your ass for judging me," MC smirked.

The being snarled as it squared up.

"Try me mortal." )

F.Trans man

("Didn't you hear? No woman can defeat me," The being exclaimed.

"Good thing I'm not a woman." MC smiled proudly.

The being frowned and stood still. They glanced over MC in confusion. They were clearly staring at the body of a woman.

"Are you trying to fool me? I told you no woman can touch me or defeat me. Don't test me, woman."

MC glared as they huffed in frustration. Sure, they were used to this attitude. Except this being was way too patronizing.

"I'm not a woman, princess. So, get your head out of your ass. Didn't you say that no woman can defeat you? Or that a woman can't touch you? Well, I did touch you, didn't I? I'm a man. A trans man."

"That isn't-"

"I could care less. Let's hurry up. This world has terrible clothes."

"Fine." It growled.)

"You really aren't good at this villain thing, are you?" MC questioned.

"It just, it shouldn't be possible."

{Choices}

("You need your eyes checked."

"Will you shut up?" The being sneered.)

("Thanks for giving me a midlife crisis," MC responded sarcastically.

"You are the worst creature I have dealt with."

"Takes one to know one.")

"A lot of things shouldn't be possible. Yet, here we are. I want to get back to my world. I'm sure they're looking for me. You sent me here, and now I want to go back."

MC moved closer toward the being. They reached out and snatched its collar. Dragging it closer, they glared into its eyes as the being grinned.

"No one can defeat me." It sang. "I can send you back, but I will still be here."

"That's not the rules of this game," MC pondered.

"Excuse me?" The being coughed.

"You said a certain gender couldn't defeat you. You never said no one."

"Well, it shouldn't have to be stated."

"Nah, I don't think you know who I am."

MC chuckled before they closed their eyes and tightened their hand. Energy pooled from around their fingertips as the being cried out. The area around them blossomed into a blizzard of white particles. A soothing feeling bubbled within their chest as they allowed it to envelope them.

With a flash, everything was engulfed in white. Then, a slow lull pulled at the energy and faded away. As it retreated, all it left was MC sitting in the library with Lucifer's hand on their shoulder. Opening their eyes, MC glanced around the room.

"It didn't work?"

"What didn't work? It's good to see you are awake."

A door behind them slammed open as Mammon barreled through. MC lifted their head to look towards Lucifer and then to Mammon.

"There you are! What are you doing in the library?"

MC blinked for a while as they looked at Mammon's clothes. He wasn't a victorian paperboy anymore.

"You led me here?"

"What? What are you talking about? We woke up and you were gone," Mammon frowned.

"Simeon alerted us you were in the library. Beel said he heard you come downstairs this morning but when he checked you weren't there."

"It must've been a spell, that went wrong. I'm just glad to be back and Mammon doesn't look like a paperboy."

"Huh? Why the hell would I look like that?"

"It doesn't matter I'm hungry."

MC laughed at the lost looks on the brothers' faces before seeing the rest of them enter the room.

All the while...the orb glowed in their pocket.

#choose your own adventure #choices #obey me #shall we date obey me #shall we date #writing #fanfics #fanfiction #ao3 #obey me mammon

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obeymeswdwritings · 2 years

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hi!!! could you please write a short fic (for Mammon x trans man reader) where the reader is having a really bad dysphoria day and so Mammon comforts him?

of course anon! it turned into dialogue pretty fast, hopefully that's okay. Wishing you the best, anon, emotionally, mentally, and otherwise!

Characters - Mammon, others mentioned briefly

Transmasculine/male!Reader

Warnings- Swearing, stated romantic relationship with character, 2nd person ish with mostly "you" used to refer to reader in narration, dysphoria implied but not stated explicitly

Category- Short fic, Req answer

"Has anyone seen the human today?" Lucifer asked, looking up from his paperwork. There was a general consensus from the table that no, nobody had, so Mammon was sent upstairs to find you.

Mammon peeked into your room cautiously, knocking on the doorframe quietly. "Treasure? What's going on?"

You were huddled on your bed, curled up in the soft blanket, and didn't answer.

He walked over to the bed, (sprinted, really, but don't point it out), and plopped down.

"Listen, human, either ya tell me what's going on or we both stay home until ya tell me."

"same thing, Mams. and I don't really wanna go anywhere."

"Hey, at least talk to me! I'm yer boyfriend, after all. C'mon, treasure, trust me here!"

"I just- it's not really something you could help with, could you just stay here? I don't wanna be completely alone right now."

"Of course I can, but even if I can't help it might still be nice for ya to talk about it, right? I won't push if ya don't want to, but I'm here for a reason."

"Yeah, cause Lucifer sent you."

"Hey! that's not what I meant, and ya know it. I mean because yer my boyfriend, so ya talk to me. And just me, not my brothers. Just cause, y'know, I'm clearly the better choice here."

"Mhm. I just don't want to go outside or anything, y'know? Not today. and I don't really want to see anyone. 'cept you, obviously."

"Alright, treasure. I'll tell Lucifer yer sick, but yer gonna have to persuade him to let me stay, damn goody-two-shoes."

"You've got a deal."

#trans male reader #transmasc reader #obey me!#obey me shall we date #omswd #obey me writings #obey me #obey me mammon #male reader #Aix reqs #so sorry about how delayed this is #I hope you're doing well #I feel like this reads almost as a choose your own adventure #sorry about the kinda stiff narration

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xiaoriae · 10 months

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GENSHIN MEN AS ENEMIES TO LOVERS TROPE.

— PAIRINGS ; ayato, childe, itto & xiao x gn!reader (separate)

— CONTENT ; genshin's quests spoilers ahead (i don't really said them as spoilers but just a little heads-up, especially for those who are new to genshinblr) and slight mentions of blood in childe's.

— NOTES ; reposted from my old blog!

nobleman!ayato x commoner!reader

the kamisato head clan was your least favourite person of all time. this unsure, yet negative feeling you had on him all started since an eight years old AYATO did a prank on your younger self.

a long time had passed by, but since then, ayato seemed to find the joy in stirring your commoner life, until the name ayato engraved at the back of your mind with such revenge and hatred.

it went on and on like this, until one day, he heard the shogunate was going to enforce the vision hunt decree all around inazuma. he had no choice but to obey. after all, he needed to maintain his title as one of the heads in tenryou commission, yet all he thought was you, your stupid smile, and your vision.

he knew he had to do something about it.

“come here,” the moment ayato’s voice called you out, you rolled your eyes. you ignored him, spun and tried to blend in with the crowds, knowing too well that he couldn’t get you in public appearances.

but ayato was faster. all he did was pulling you aside, hidden from prying eyes. “do you have your vision?”

you scoffed, maybe too rude for someone as noble as him, but you did not really care when it was ayato who was right in front of you. “why? you are going to confisticate it? under the behalf of the shogun?”

your choosing of words should’ve made him baffled, or amused, but instead, he didn’t have the time for your nonsense and your attitude. “give me your vision,” his voice asserted command and it honestly intimidated you. “you really want it? no, not with your own hands, kamisato.”

ayato’s grip on your wrist tightened. you didn’t get why he was so stubborn with this, or even wanted to do this, but still, the desperation in his eyes was evident. “give it to me, now,” his tone went cold, and his low tone—almost like a growl—came out from him, frustrated and it left you in a confused yet startled state.

“i’ll take care of your vision, it is much safer with me.”

“ayato?” your voice sounded small, and you were left speechless with his actions. did he really go all this length just to protect your vision?

but... why?

he looked down on you, slowly pulling the vision away, and you nodded, and that was all it took for ayato to have your own consent. “take care, little one. i am hoping that you don’t go around making a fuss with the shogunate.”

you didn’t know why you believe him in the first place, but you did.

and now, your vision was in the hand of your worst enemy, yet he saved you from many unfortunate occasions under the decree.

fatui harbinger!childe x adventurer!reader

CHILDE was a cheerful and an easygoing person. one look at him and everyone instantly knew, that this man, was someone who didn’t take things too seriously.

that was, until your name came out.

both you and him, or maybe all of the people around you, knew that you hated childe with all your heart, and vice versa.

picking up occasional fights with him was normal. belittling each other in combats and talking big about who was better were your daily routine, yet him being like this was certainly out of the norm.

“what do you think you’re doing?” you frowned, retracting your body away from his hold. however, childe was stronger, and there was no point of you trying to fight his strength.

“who did this to you?” he boldly looked up and down at your whole dirty, and bloodied clothes, gently touching all cuts and bruises—in contrast with him forcefully made you sat down in front of him prior to whatever this was.

“why do you even care?” you pulled away for the tenth times from his touch. a foreign feeling bubbling inside your chest, and childe’s gaze was filled with rage, and you were stunned with his face.

“because you are someone i care about.”

you mentally cursed at your damned heart for skipping a beat at that, but childe seemed oblivious with his previous words. all you saw was the ginger in front of you slightly shook and his eyes burned when he saw your injuries.

he truthfully worried, what ifs questions were running around inside his mind, and all he could think of was his subordinates, the fatui.

he knew that they didn’t like him, and he knew that they purposefully injured you, you had been there once, and it was because of him.

sure, you didn’t look like you were hurting, or weak—you were strong, he knew that—but he couldn’t contain himself when he saw how awful you came back from outside of the city.

demon!itto x human!reader

ITTO was a cocky being.—

that was among infinite traits you didn’t like about him.

that sly smirk you had been aching to wipe off of his face. how he practically flaunting his muscles everywhere with no shame. yes, you slightly cringed at the sights but that couldn’t compare with how full he was of himself.

and by gods, he didn’t even give you a time alone. whenever you went, he would be following you behind with his narcissistic side, saying that he would protect you or something along the line of, “don’t worry, this is the one and oni, arataki itto, will protect you.”

no matter how many times you ignored him, that much would be a payback of how clingy he was towards you afterwards.

such a childish act for a huge guy.

“y/n!“ if you could do it sooner, you would’ve shut his loud mouth with a tape, because oh my god, he was loud as hell, and you were getting tired of keeping up with his random bursts of energy.

they said that you shouldn’t be around an oni for too long, but itto seemed harmless. too human although he was a half-demon that was supposedly be feared.

“what is it?” a heavy sigh passed your lips. you just wanted to go out for a morning walk, nothing more and nothing less, and what a wonderful way for you to start your day, you thought.

“just want to greet my favourite person,” he gave you a hug, tone too happy for someone who had just been whining about how he lost in a duel. his face slightly rubbed beside yours and you swiftly ducked your head, ultimately freeing your body from the figure who was too close in your opinion.

“aww,” he slightly whined. you didn’t understand his mood, so you were frankly, straight to the point. “what do you want, itto? you usually want to cut my head off, but today you’re acting like a baby.”

“hey! if you’re shorter than me, you are definitely a child. no room for argument,” he huffed. yep, definitely too whiny for a guy who could’ve break you with a single punch.

“although i badly want to duel with you, since, you know, i uh.. lost yesterday, but isn’t today’s your birthday?”

“and?”

“come on, now. you’re no fun,” he pulled his arms into his chest. “that is why i would like to make your dull life much more brighter,” he faked a cough. “happy birthday—

"yeah, cut it off, arataki itto.”

adeptus!xiao x human!reader

how did someone could be hating on social interactions so much?

that was the first question you only had, and it was for a specific adeptus.

XIAO was too lonely, and when he always shrugged you off, you decided that you didn’t like that side of his.

what was the point in protecting liyue but having a solitude life? did he really feel that bothered by having someone talking with him?

your numerous questions were answered when verr told you his backstory, and maybe you were being dramatic, but his reason was so heartbreaking for you to hear.

“don’t,” xiao’s hard tone warned, because you stared at him too much until he couldn’t bear to see your eyes. he knew that you figured out one thing or two about him, and he didn’t like the fact that there was guilt everywhere inside you. “i do not need your mortal pity.”

you almost cried when you remembered his karmic debt, because all this time, you treated him so bad, and now you were weighing with continuous guilt, guilt and guilt.

“xiao,” you finally, finally voiced out after long session of looking at the adeptus. his green spear in his hand, that mask beside his waist. “i’m sorry.”

“don’t, it’s useless,” xiao wondered how you suddenly became like this. usually, you would bicker with him, saying that he needed communications and daily conversations in his life but today, of all day, where he felt so heavy with karma, you decided to soften your heart and looking at him with such sympathy.

he truly hated that look you had been giving to him for hours now.

he knew you knew, your eyes told him everything.

you felt like comforting him, but you didn’t know how. it was weird when all you did was fighting with him, babbling about all the things surrounded him and then suddenly, you wanted to put him at ease.

so you decided to let the day passed by, silently enjoying the sky view from the rooftop of wangshu inn. no words were told to him, and he, for the first time, appreciated your treatment.

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another-lost-mc · 5 months

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obey me x pokemon au: the great mammon wants to fight!

summary: when you decide to become a pokemon trainer, a familiar face from your childhood decides he's going to help you by not helping you. or that's what he tells himself, anyway.

featuring: mammon x gn!reader

content: sfw (suggestive towards the end). follows the vibes of generation one except they're adults and, y'know, not children. "rivals" to lovers trope and so many clichés. tbh this is mostly mammon challenging reader to pokemon battles instead of talking about his feelings. wc: 1.6k+

Mammon is there when you choose your first Pokemon and he boldly declares that he's going to be your rival. Apparently, it's going to toughen you up and you should be grateful. When you admit you've never battled before, he embellishes his own track record hoping to impress you. (It doesn't.)

"Your first challenger is the Great Mammon! You better be ready to cough up that prize money!" He summons a low-level Pokemon similar to yours, but your Pokemon has a type advantage over his and it's almost a landslide victory in your favour.

He scoffs when you seem surprised by how easy that was. "You’re lucky I wasn't trying that hard. The next time we meet, I won't hold back!"

He just happens to set out for his own adventure the same time you do. At one of the junctions just outside of town, there's a very clear fork in the road: left or right. You think he's going to follow you, but when you turn right, he pointedly goes left. You wish him luck but he doesn't look back, and your mood deflates a little. It would've been nice to have company for a journey like this, but you carry on and accept it might be a long time before you see him again.

As it turns out, you cross paths with Mammon much sooner than you think.

For someone who claims to be your rival, it's weird how often you run into him. It's too convenient that Mammon shows up exactly when you need help the most. He teams up with you whenever a pair of trainers tries to gang up on you, or when you wander into an area with Pokemon far stronger than your own. Your Pokemon learn to fight in sync with his because they spend so much time together.

No matter how many times you ask, Mammon refuses your offers to officially join you. Sometimes he shows up out of the blue to challenge you to a battle. Other times he shoves a bag of supplies - usually spare Pokeballs and potions - into your arms and takes off again.

For most of your journey, Mammon's not far behind you. There are a few times he beats you to your destination. It’s a rare treat when you arrive at the next gym in time to watch him battle against its leader. He gets flustered when he realizes you're watching from the sidelines, but his Pokemon preen under your rapt attention. His team's gotten a lot stronger too.

If you're last to challenge the town's gym leader, Mammon waits for you outside and drags you into another battle. You're not sure what he's trying to prove, but you reluctantly accept his challenge and defeat him once again.

He doesn't usually have much prize money to give you when he loses. You refuse to take the small amount of gold he has in his pockets. He's your friend and you don't even want his money, but that just seems to irritate him even more. He denies loudly and vehemently that you're nothing more than his rival.

You think losing would hurt less than the sting of his rejection.

Contrary to what he says, your not-a-friend keeps traveling the same path you do. It would be cute if he wasn't being so stubborn.

Your dream of becoming a Pokemon Champion draws closer with each gym leader you defeat. You fasten the shiny new badge from the eighth and final gym leader to your jacket, but your excitement is short-lived. There's a familiar figure waiting for you on the outskirts of town, and he's wearing all eight badges too.

"Mammon, do we have to keep doing this? We've come so far. I really don't want to fight you anymore."

But he just smirks and plucks a Pokeball off his belt. "How are you gonna beat the Elite Four if you can't beat me?"

It's a close battle - the closest one yet - but you add another victory to your winning streak against him.

After the dust settles (literally), Mammon storms away. You heal your Pokemon with some potions first and you heal his too. None of the Pokemon pick up on the tension between you and Mammon. In fact, they all play together like they weren't just locked in a feverish duel a few minutes before.

You look over your shoulder and spot Mammon under the shade of a nearby tree. The scowl on his face is unwelcoming and you decide to give him his space. You assume he's stewing in the disappointment of another defeat. You could say "I told you so," but that would probably make things worse. (And you don't want to make things worse.)

Besides, even if you asked him, Mammon wouldn't be able to tell you what's wrong. He watches his Pokemon flock to you for attention and you feed them berries from your satchel. Was it the fact that you beat him every time he challenged you to a battle? He's always been a sore loser. Or was it the realization that he wasted so much time being your rival when he could've just been your friend instead?

"I wonder if you ever needed me at all," Mammon mutters to himself. His voice is too quiet for you to hear.

Eventually he returns but his mood is indiscernible and you don't know what to say. By the time you're both packed and ready to leave, the bitter expression on Mammon's face is gone. He runs his hand through his hair, glancing at you from the corner of his eye while his cheeks darken slightly.

When he's not too busy being your rival, you think that he can be very charming.

"How do ya feel about goin' up Victory Road together?" He holds his hand out to you stiffly. "Y'know, safety in numbers and all." His expression softens when you immediately place your hand in his. He laces his fingers with yours and you both pretend neither of you are smiling.

You make it through Victory Road, but the playful banter between you fades into grim anticipation when you finally reach the steps of Indigo Plateau. You both sign up to challenge the Elite Four at the reception desk before you lose your nerve and run back out the door.

There must not be any other challengers because Mammon's name is called almost immediately. He looks as panicked as you feel; there's so much left unsaid but not enough time to say anything at all. When he passes through the door without a word and it slams shut behind him, you feel like you're going to cry. Regret sits heavy in the pit of your stomach but all you can do is wait.

It feels like an eternity before they finally call your name, and Mammon still hasn’t returned.

You try to push thoughts of him away so you can concentrate on battling your opponents and their formidable Pokemon. Adrenaline surges through you and your hands tremble each time you summon a new Pokemon to your side. One by one, you come out of each battle victorious. It feels like luck rather than strength or skill that's gotten you this far because your potion supply is dwindling. Doubt clouds your mind each time one of your Pokemon is knocked out but the third member of the Elite Four finally bows to you.

The battle with Lance, the final member of the Elite Four, is absolute chaos. Your Pokemon suffer the merciless onslaught of his powerful dragon-types, the likes of which you've never seen before. Somehow your team barely manages to secure your victory, but it's still too early to celebrate.

There's one more challenger waiting for you.

When Lance accepts his defeat and moves aside, you step into the next arena to face off with the region's newest Champion.

“Yo! I was wondering how long you were gonna keep me waitin’!”

You gape at Mammon who waves to you from the Champion's podium. He looks so happy to see you that you break the stunned silence with a sigh of relief that bubbles into giddy laughter.

He tosses his first Pokeball into the air and catches it again, over and over, while his confident smirk warms into something more teasing. "C'mon babe, it's just you 'n me at the top of the world. Show the Great Mammon what you've really got!"

Both your teams fight like they've never fought before. It's a knock-down-drag-out battle that shifts back and forth between your favour and his.

When your last Pokemon is the only one remaining and the battle is won, Mammon jogs across the arena to you. He hands you a bag filled with more prize money than you know what to do with. "I owe ya from all those times before, don't I? You deserve it. Besides, I got most of it from those losers back there."

He nearly loses his balance when you throw your arms around him and give him a hug. It only takes a moment for him to wrap his arms around your waist and melt against you.

"So, Champion," he murmurs, brushing his lips against your cheek with a smile, "how about we find somewhere to grab dinner and celebrate?"

The next morning, Mammon looks far too devilish with his messy white bedhead hair and starchy hotel sheets draped loosely across his hips. You're not sure you'll ever want to get out of bed when he looks like that, but when your tummy rumbles with hunger, you bashfully suggest getting up.

Mammon waggles his eyebrows and slides an arm around your waist to pull you closer to him. His very thoughtful suggestion is staying put and eating a breakfast of champions instead.

(He holds up his hands in mock surrender after you hit him in the face with a pillow, and he agrees to go out after all - once you give him one last kiss, of course.)

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jotarosblkwifey · 1 year

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JJBA: Love is Unbreakable. Intro

[Pic above from @/StickerTricker on Twitter!]

Synopsis: Y/n loves playing dating sim games, they intrigue her with the different plots, characters and special routes that one may do. So when her best friend introduces her to a new one. She realizes that maybe she needs to back away from the screen.

Pairings: Various JJBA Characters x Reader, Original Characters x Reader.

Rating: 16+ (Later Parts maybe +18)

Warnings: Stalking, Obsession, Possessiveness, Scopophobia, Kidnapping, Stockholm Syndrome (In some endings), death, murder, threats of harm, Mentions of Suicide, Depression, More to be added.

Enjoy...y/n.

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"Come on! You have to try it! I searched all over for this game for you!"

You felt awful a bit.

(B/F/N) had come back from a trip she went on and handed you a switch cartridge. You had told her not worry about you when she left, and that she didn't have to get you anything. But, her being the best friend in the whole wide world.

She brought you back an Otome game.

She had gotten you into them at first, sucking you in with The NIFLHEIM and Obey Me: One Master to Rule Them All.

They were fun. The storylines were moving, the artwork was great and the characters were lovable!

So when she held this new one in front of you, you had a feeling this one was going to become your new obsession.

It was based off of the anime Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure, an anime that you loved to sit down and watch. You found it entertaining that no matter what, foolishness seemed to follow the Joestar Bloodline. So you were excited to play this game based around it.

“Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure…Love is Unbreakable. Hey, it's a play on one of the season’s names too!” (B/F/N) says and you nodded along. You turned the box over on the back to read the description.

‘Play along as your own character in the different stories from the hit Series Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure! Help Jonathan Defeat Dio in Phantom Blood, Fight alongside Joseph in Battle Tendency, or even Join Jotaro and his friends to defeat DIO once again in Stardust Crusaders! Fall for your favorite Joestars and who knows! Maybe they’ll fall for you too~’

“I’m probably gonna stay up late playing this tonight..”

“Well, Don’t let me stop you! I just wanted to stop this by! I still have to go unpack!” (B/F/N) gave you a kiss on the cheek and a big hug before leaving out.

You grabbed your switch and decided to head to your room to start up your new game.

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You placed your switch on the dock and watched as the screen lit up, seeing the several characters zoom across the screen before the title screen popped up.

You smiled as you pressed start.

A pretty woman character popped up on the screen. She had pretty sky blue hair with swirly green/blue eyes, she had freckles and pretty mocha brown skin. She seemed to be staring off before ‘noticing’ you.

“Oh Hello! Welcome, Welcome, Welcome!!! My name is Melody Musik! Welcome to Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure: Love is Unbreakable!”

She was bright and bubbly, she must be an OC of the creator of this game. She surely followed the JJBA character style to a tea, dressed to stand out in a crowd.

“What is your name?” Her voice was sweet, you hurriedly typed in your name and you watched as her eyebrows furrowed together before her smile returned.

[Please Insert your name]

…….Y/N…L/N……...

“Your name is Y/n, Correct?”

[Yes]< [No]

“Such a pretty name! Now, Pick your story line~!”

[When you pick your storyline, it will be a special version of the story. Please choose carefully as once you start, you won’t be able to choose another one!]

[Phantom Blood]

[Available routes: Jonathan Joestar, Dio Brando]

Join Jonathan as he goes about his life beside his evil adoptive brother Dio. Help Jonathan Defeat Dio or either Join Dio and reject your humanity.

[Battle Tendency]

[Available routes: Joseph Joestar, Kars]

Join Joseph, the descendant of Jonathan and Erina as he comes over to the states. Follow him as he defeats Straizo and ends up with more than he can handle in the form of the Pilarmen. Will you defeat them? Or will you Join Kars in his quest to become the ultimate lifeform.

[Stardust Crusaders]

[Available routes: Jotaro, Joseph, DIO]

Time to Join Jotaro in saving his mom from DIO and his minions, Take a trip across Egypt and defeat the minions in his way. Will you stay alongside Jotaro or Will DIO persuade you to join him in his path to destroy the Joestars

[Diamond is Unbreakable]

[Available routes: Josuke, Jotaro,Joseph, Kira,}

Welcome to Morioh, 1999! There's a serial killer running around that you have to help find. Join Josuke and Jotaro as you try to figure out just who this killer is. Maybe the killer is in plain view. Or maybe he’s just a simple man who wants to live a simple life doing simple things.

[Vento Aureo]

[Available routes: Giorno, Bruno, Doppio/Diavolo]

Dio has a kid?! Join Giorno as he travels through the ranks of the mafia to defeat the boss of passione, the most powerful mob in Italy to become a Gang-Star. But, the boss may have his eyes on you. Be careful of who’s around you.

You stared as Melody explained each plot line and how you would fit into it. She pointed to each one and showed the available routes and the ‘difficulty’ level of the romanceable characters.

“Of course all the villains are hard…but that's not going to stop me!” You say excitedly and it was almost like Melody was giggling at you. You brushed it off as she continued to speak.

“Oh and don’t worry! I’ll be alongside you in every story! If you ever want to know something or you get stuck!” She smiles at you and shows the various looks that she’ll have between each series. From having her own ancestors in Parts 1 and 2, to being similar to Jotaro and being in 3, 4 and 5.

Though you kept getting the feeling that Melody was something more, you got a little Doki Doki Literature Club or John Doe type vibes from her.

“Tch. I doubt this game is going to be sentient. If so I would feel so bad for you Melo.” You said giving the tutorial character a nickname. You could’ve sworn you saw her blush and avert her eyes, before quickly returning to her idol animation.

“So! What are you going to choose?”