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Part 3 : Elpis

A/N: I know that I have been gone for very long and almost abandoned these series. But I have exams going, and yesterday's paper was one of the shittiest ones I've ever written and I was feeling super down. So I came back to finish the angst, lol.

Anyways, I think it's lowkey rushed, but I hope everyone likes it :)

Also It felt so weird writing this chapters because I kept getting new ideas and I wanted to keep writing, but I didn't want to make it tooo long, though it's still pretty lengthy.

Repeating for clarity, MC DID NOT KNOW Mammon at all. She's a complete random stranger who happened to be there.

This part is going to be pretty heavy, so please proceed with caution.

Part 3 : Elpis

(Mammon x F!MC)

Warnings: Suicidal thoughts, Mammon is almost about to attempt suicide, bullying, verbal abuse, physical abuse, and mental abuse, blood, self harm, nightmares.

A LOT OF ANGST!!!

If you are sensitive to any of these, please do not read. This could be triggering.

Written in Third Person POV. Also, If there are any grammatical errors, please feel free to correct them.

|| ☞ Part 1 || ☞ Part 2 || ☞ Part 4(coming end of April 2024) ||

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Simeon woke up with a gasp.

Beads of sweat lined his forehead as he desperately tried to calm his erratic breathing. It was the 6th time in a row.

He had another vision.

Simeon and Luke had temporarily returned to Celestial Realm after Luke fell seriously ill. Luke had almost recovered, but he needed a few more days to heal completely before they returned for the exchange program.

Simeon and Luke weren't aware of anything that had transpired back in Devildom in their absence, because they had left before the video was released.

But since past few days Simeon has been seeing terrible visions.

Visions of Mammon's death followed by utter chaos among his brothers, then a war with the human world. He vividly remembers seeing the Sorcerer's Society up in arms against the 6 brothers.

Solomon was there too, fighting against the brothers.

Simeon felt shivers when recalled how brutally Solomon ended Asmodeus's life after using their pact to his advantage. The entire war was a bloody mess with many dead, including Belphegor, Asmodeus, and Leviathan.

His visions never showed him the end of the war, so he never knew who won.

Wiping his forehead with the back of his hand Simeon decided it was time to talk to Michael. He needed to inform him about the visions and apologize for not telling sooner.

Getting out of his bed, Simeon got ready to visit Michael.

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Michael appeared perplexed when Simeon told him about his visions.

Visions were not a part of Simeon's powers. Now he was seeing a recurring vision, that too one about a war between human and demons?

Michael sent Simeon back after reassuring him that he'll get in touch with him about this matter soon. Unsatisfied with Michael's answer Simeon reluctantly headed back to his place.

He had a sinking feeling in his stomach and he couldn't shake it off.

He cared about Solomon and the brothers, and he had grown very attached to them. These visions were like nightmares to him, and he felt absolutely helpless. He really wanted to do something to prevent all of this.

The thing that perplexed him the most was Mammon's death.

He did not know the cause of his death, he only knew that his body was found in the human realm with his heart ripped out.

Seeing his brother's body in that condition, had incurred Lucifer's wrath, equivalent to what he had seen during the war before his fall.

The brothers's had concluded the humans were somehow responsible for Mammon's death, and bathed the human world in blood. Simeon's head hurt just thinking about it.

"Father," he prayed. "Please protect everyone."

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Barbatos and Diavolo had known.

They were aware of the tragedy that was about to occur, after all, Barbatos had already checked every timeline.

And unfortunately, all of them only had one outcome, Mammon's death.

Diavolo was devastated upon learning this. He had failed! He failed as the future King! How could he not protect his own subject, his dear friend Mammon?

Barbatos himself felt a little lost, his stoic persona wavered as remembered what he what he saw. Although, he never openly showed his affection for Mammon, he cared. He cared more than anyone would believe.

It was hard for either of them to digest the fact. There has to be something they can do to stop this!

Diavolo insisted on talking to Mammon immediately, but he was stopped by Barbatos, who informed him of how every effort made by them in other timelines had done more damage than help.

In one timeline, when they tried talking to Mammon about his mental health, he denied everything. He laughed it off and replied with a "Nobody can hurt the Great Mammon!"

In other timelines, if they punished the students for bullying him, they would isolate themselves even further from him and would call him a snitch or a baby. And if they tried to stop Asmodeus from releasing the video by going to the past, another video of Mammon would always surface.

In the end, they couldn't change the future.

The panic was slowly starting to set in as the time ticked.

Diavolo and Barbatos knew now they only had one option left.

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The winds picked up as Barbatos chanted mantras to invoke his most powerful magic.

Diavolo stood not far away, looking at the figure at a distance with a grave look on his face, his demon form emerging as Mammon stepped closer to the edge.

The Prince of Hell had never imagined that a day like this would ever come. The guilt in his heart was immeasurable knowing he had failed his dear subject, and he had almost been too late to realize that.

Now they had no option but to do this. Barbatos was going to freeze the time on earth for a couple of hours until the full moon ended and then erase his memories from the past few months.

The next moon full as powerful as this one was three months away and that should give them more time to do something.

His eyes turned to Barbatos on his left as he stood in a trance-like state with his eyes closed, a dark aura emitting from him. He was almost done with the process.

"δεθιλΠγπξΨυΣἀἧΪΏ"

Barbatos began chanting louder, and his eyes slowly started opening to release his powers.

Diavolo turned his attention back to Mammon to check on him, and his eyes widened at what he saw. “Barbatos stop!” He yelled and grabbed the butler’s arm to break his concentration.

Barbatos fell on his knees, eyes opened wide and bloodshot, tears pouring out of them. "My Lord," Barbatos gasped, completely out of breath. "Why?"

Diavolo winced at Barbatos' state."Barbatos, I apologize. But we don't need to intervene anymore. He already has."

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Silver butterflies.

They were a sign of God’s presence.

Diavolo, Barbatos and Lucifer were the only demons who knew about those butterflies. They are usually seen when someone who is about to die is about to ascend to heaven OR it meant that God was around.

Mammon, who was completely surrounded, couldn’t see the silver butterflies dancing around him.

They formed a line that was going in a particular direction. Almost like it was linking Mammon with something.

Or someone.

A human girl?

Diavolo and Barbatos watched from a distance, as girl approached the bridge. She too was surrounded by the silver butterflies.

And she could see them.

There was awe on her face as she stared at those beautiful miracles fluttering around her. The bright full moon, the silver butterflies, and the gentle cool winds made the scene look magical.

Diavolo and Barbatos watched as the girl followed the butterflies giggling, not noticing Mammon.

Until she did. Her eyes fell on Mammon's figure, still in his human form, standing on the ledge with a painfully serene look on his face. The silver butterflies long forgotten, she ran towards Mammon with wide eyes and a panicked expression.

"No," she gasped, grabbing Mammon and pulling him down. “Please, please don’t do it.”

"What da hell?" Mammon cursed. "Who are ya?"

The human who was smiling and giggling just a few moments ago, now had heavy tears flowing down her face.

"Please don't do this."

"What is it to ya?" Mammon yanked his hand out of the human's hands.

"It's not worth it, please. Don't do it." she repeated.

Mammon sighed irritatedly. "Look human, ya should go back. Ya don't know me and it's not yer place to tell me what to do."

"Please, it will hurt your loved ones--"

"I DON'T HAVE LOVED ONES." Mammon roared. "I am a scumbag, I don't deserve to live or be loved."

"That's not true!"

"What do ya know?!"

"Yes I don't anything!! But what I do know is that nothing in this world is worth more than your life. It doesn't matter who loves who. It's never going to be worth more than you!"

Mammon stayed silent.

"Why should you die for their sins? Why should you suffer because they aren't good people? I'm sorry you had go through whatever you did, I'm sorry you don't think you deserve to be loved, and I'm really sorry that you find solace in the idea of dying. But please please please for the love of God, please don't do this"

Mammon wanted to scoff at the human. For the love of God? His father who he betrayed for his wretched brother who has abandoned him now?

Karma, it's probably Karma, Mammon thinks.

He didn't want to listen to the human in front of him, after all she was speaking the truth. He shouldn't have to suffer for his brothers.

But he was tired. Mammon didn't feel like he had enough strength to be strong another day. He had forgotten how to love himself, and without love he knew he would shrivel.

Death was really the only option left.

Mammon realized that he shouldn't waste his time any further talking to this human. She was too nice for him and it's pretty late for a human girl to be out anyways.

"Look, I get what ya tryin' to say-"

"No," she stopped him from speaking, taking a hold of his arm again. " I am not going to let you do it. You better be prepared to kill me if you want me to let go of you."

"Have ya lost yer mind?" Mammon looked at her with disbelief.

"No, I have not. But I will lose my mind because of guilt if I ignore this and let you do it."

Why? Why was this human going so far for him? Pity? Guilt?

"I will be there for you. We can be friends."

Mammon scoffed. What an arrogant human.

"Yer as stupid as ya look. Ya think I won't kill ya? And what makes ya think yer sob speech is enough to not make me jump? Ya only wanna be ma friend outta pity and I don't want any of that. Ya don't havta feel guilty or anythin. The world is not yer child an yer not responsible for it. Go home."

Mammon forced himself out of the human's grip and stood up. He looked at her, as she stared blankly at the ground.

He felt bad for being rude to her, but he had no choice. Mammon didn't like pity. After giving her one last look and climbed the edge again. He was about to switch to his demon form when a thought crossed his mind

Won't the human get terrified if she sees his demon form? What if she has nightmares?

"Give me one minute," she spoke interrupting Mammon's train of thoughts. She whipped out her phone and began typing furiously.

Is she calling for help? Will I have to deal with more annoying humans?

"Done," she declared and tossed her phone to the side of the bridge. It landed sideways and you could hear it crack.

What the--?

"Can you move a little and make some space for me? " She asked Mammon, coming over to where he was standing.

Mammon stood on a small ledge that at the end of the bridge. It was the darkest corner and that's why he chose it. Although it was small, it could still hold two people.

"What are ya doing?" Mammon questioned, as the human struggled to get on the ledge.

"Joining you."

"What? Why? Human have ya seriously lost yer mind?"

"No."

"Then what hell is yer problem ?! Why can't ya just leave me alone? Was that irritating speech of yours jus' empty words? Does the same logic not apply to ya?" "My brother committed suicide six months ago."

What--??

"I was the one who found his body. It was dark when I entered his room and his legs hit my face. He was hanging from the ceiling."

Mammon was left speechless at this sudden confession.

"I often wondered you know, why did he do it. He didn't leave a letter, a note, or even gave a proper goodbye. He was my only family. I haven't moved on from his death yet. What if I had paid attention, would I have noticed that my always happy and smiling older brother was actually struggling? Did I ever notice how tired he looked or how lifeless his eyes were? If I had, maybe he would still be here."

There was a pause, as she struggled to continue.

"Maybe if I was a better sister, maybe if I wasn't such a burden, then he wouldn't have died. I feel so pathetic you know. So useless. If anything he deserved to live more than I do. He worked so many jobs to ensure we both had a roof over our heads and food on our plates. He sacrificed most of his life to make sure that my life was good, and what did I do for him? Nothing." "Hey stop. Yer not to blame for anything that happened, and ya don't havta to tell me if it's so painful--"

"No, I am telling you all of this because I want you know to that I don't a reason to live either. I had lost my will to live the day my brother died, but I kept going because everyone told me that my brother would've wanted me to be happy. I tried, I tried so hard to be happy but I couldn't. And today when I saw you on the ledge wit the same expression as my brother on the day he killed himself, I felt the world slip under my feet. If I can't stop you from killing yourself, it's going to destroy me. So why not join you? I always feared dying alone anyways."

She had successfully climbed up and now stood beside Mammon now.

"If you don't mind, can I request something? Can we hold hands when we jump?"

Mammon could tell she was trembling, he could sense her fear.

Humans truly are the most annoying species in the whole of universe.

"Tch, stupid human," Mammon grumbled and picked up the human in bridal style. He got down from the ledge and walked away from the corner, still holding her in his arms.

"What are you doing?"

"Shuddup, I'm taking ya to the mental hospital. Ya need some serious help."

"Do you know the address to one?"

"No, but ya will tell me. I know ya know."

"Fine, I'll tell you. But can we please stop at my place for a bit? I have to pick up a couple of things."

"Tch tch, Annoying little human."

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ALSO GUYS I AM SO SORRY FOR ABANDONING THIS. I WILL FINISH THIS SERIES BY THE END OF THIS MONTH, I PROMISE.

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dumbificat · 3 months

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this couldn’t be happening.

satan watched as you fell to your knees, clutching your side. the man, no, the monster that did this to you was quick to flee the scene. satan raced over to you, his legs heavy as he moved. his head was spinning, mind chanting a single word, ‘no, no, no.’

it seemed like an eternity before he reached you, hands moving quick to keep you steady. you slumped against him, no longer having the strength to keep yourself upright. satan moved you as gently as he could, not wanting to bring you anymore pain that what you’d found yourself in. he had one hand behind your head, his other applying pressure to your wound.

it was no use, the blood wouldn’t stop. satan was… scared. so scared to lose the one who understood him. so scared to lose his closest friend. so scared to lose you. he didn’t feel the tears streaming down his face, only realising when your benign hand reached up. with shaky fingers, you wiped his tears, but they wouldn’t stop. satan stared at you, eyes wide and breath heaving as he tried so desperately to save you.

he watched on as you tried to say his name, having lost the ability to talk. you couldn’t even say his name one last time. there was a lump in his throat, complete and utter dread. regardless, he found himself mumbling,

“no, please,” your eyes shifted to his face. he could tell how heavy they were, “please don’t go. don’t leave me,”

your eyelids were drooping, it was too much. it was then that satan witnessed your last breath, eyes closing for the final time. you were gone. and you took his happiness with you. he sat there, not wanting to let you go. screams of agony could be heard throughout the devildom that night, the avatar of wrath being thrown head first into the misery of grief and loneliness at the same time.

it took much time before his tears dried. when they did, he felt something else. an anger no one had every witnessed before. he had a demon to hunt. he will not forgive. he will not forget.

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fully-automatic-ass · 2 months

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do you guys think that mammon and beelzebub can both resonate with the feeling of being empty?

of never having enough?

perhaps the reason they reach for one more Grimm, one more bite is not just their sin(s), but also the overwhelming urge to feel satisfied for once?

to not have their insides writhing with the agony of being incomplete?

or is it just me?

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korra-northeast-germany · 2 years

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Tw: suicide, breakdowns, verbal and emotional abuse. Mentions of physical abuse. Audio Hallucinations? Basically do not read if you are sensitive to these topics you have been warned

Like I care

"C'mon luci let's go play", a childish wish from a younger brother craving the attention of his caretaker, his grip oh so tight almost removing the circulation from the eldest arm causing pain tho not a lot. "Not now Mammon" the elder spoke trying to pry him off, "I am busy a little later alright?" The child just whines. "But luci...! Non of our other brothers wanna play, plus you always focus on your work!! Just play with me please luci" he looks like he'd cry if not give the attention, the elder tries all with his might eventually givimg in. His brother refused to let up, forcing him to be unable to do anything but allow the young angel to have his way.

"Alright I'll....play with you.."

"Lucifer?" Mammon slowly walked into the avatar of pride's room, a sheepish look upon his face. "I was thinking maybe just us to can spend time together? I mean your always focused on your work and I the GREAT Mammon think you should take a break at least for today ya?" Oh the annoyance Lucifer felt, how dare the destructive brother inturpt his work. He had very important papers and couldn't turn them away, they are very much more important than whatever money making scheme Mammon was thinking of making into some silly game. "No Mammon I'm not in the mood, my work is very much important as of current which must be done as soon as possible" he responds glaring at the tanned male. "But Lucifer I really think you need a break. Take some time to play a game with me your little brother?" "NO mammon. If you do not have anything of importance to tell me then leave." Oh how Lucifer will come to regret those words. "....fine" the former angel of charity leaves the scene, saddened his older brother rather kiss up to 'Diavolo than spend time with him. Bah like he cares.

Like he cares

"Mammy read that book to me again, the one about the prince and the Knight" a blond haired spawnling spoke, hands holding up his favorite children's book up to his older brother/mother figure. He was no older than a 6yo in human terms, a young impressionable 6yo at that high hopes high potential high... wrath. Oh sweet baby he was. 'Mammy' just smiled at his youngest sibling, strong tanned arms bringing the child into the elders chest kissing his head followed by a friendly laugh which radiated through the whole of HOL. "Of course I'll read to Ya tan tan!" The avatar grins oh how his heart fluttered and swelled, never could Mammon ever say no to Satan. "Do you want to read in your room or the library?" No answer was truly needed, 'Mammy' already knew. "library library!"

A frustrated Satan searched everywhere far and wide for his missing book. Where was it? Who could have took it? It could not have been some low life demon! Of course not this was HIS private library after all only he, his brothers, Diavolo + Barbados, and in few RARE occasions the exchange students could enter! Who in the world could have taken his book...Who would dare have the audaci- "MAMMON!!" Shifting quickly into his demon form the 4th brother avatar of wrath would go looking for the 2nd born with an undying force a desire to eliminate the thieving scumbag. He spots Beel, Levi, and Asmo all hanging out playing one of Levi's video games. Rare. "What's got your panties in a twist?" Questions Asmo raising his brow.. "let me guess the scumbag stole from You?" Levi huffed "yeah he stole from me to! I can't find my limited edition ruru-chan fighters game anywhere! Ugh!" "And my perfume and nail set" the 2 OBNOXIOUS siblings spoke both seething with hate. Beel just stayed quiet. "Have any of you seen Mammon at least!?" Everyone shrugged where was mammon no one knows. Annoyed, Satan retracts his demon form to instead visit Lucifer, man's pulling a snitch like Levi does. It's not like he cares about what happens to mammon.

Like he cared

"End it"

No....

"Get it done with hurry up!"

But they'll miss me

"Don't you understand no one cares!"

They care!

"Do they or are you fooling yourself to believe such lies"

You don't know shit

"When was last time they called you their brother"

I- uh...

"When was the last time you remember getting a hug from your brothers?"

When...

"Don't finish that sentence you know you don't remember"

You don't understand i- they can't possibly want this

"Scumbag"

Stop

"Bastard"

Stop it

"Thief"

Listen

"Good for nothing"

Not funny!

"Idiot!"

Okay It get it stop!

"No one wants you here don't you understand"

No response

"Not lucifer"

...

"Not Levi"

...

"Not Asmo"

....

"Not Beel"

....

"Not Belphie"

...

"Most of all NOT satan"

....

"Don't you understand Mammon! They would have won the war if you died instead! They would be so much happier with Lilth if you died instead it should have been You! Not Lilth YOU!"

really low blow...low....*hic* blow..

"You know its true, so go ahead do it... end it"

Tears now pool from the avatar's eyes

"After all...."

" Its not like they care "

He should have cared. Satan should have cared. He didn't care when he saw Lucifer whipping his brother, he didn't care when Mammon cried saying it wasn't him that took everyone's stuff. No..He didn't care when he saw Mammon's dull eyes looking straight at him while a smile plastered the elders face a really really fake smile. He should have cared he knew he should have cared. Yet he didn't. HE DIDN'T. He let it happen...He.. He let the man that raised him for centuries ever since he was just a little spawnling suffer..while He watched, while he participated, while he accuse, called him names, shamed, and emotionally as well as mentally abused him. What kind of brother was He? The blond avatar can only feel wrath seething, could only feel the wrath threatening to lash out at anyone or anything that dare DARE inturpt his search.

Where was He?

Where was Mammon?

Where was the man that used to read him books every night?

Where was the brother that used to sing to him while everyone argued and fought?

Where was his knight?

Where was the brother that promised to always be there for him?

He needed him

He needed his Mammy

Why wasn't Mammy coming to his aide?

"MAMMON!" He cries out continuing his search.

The demon wheezed and coughs, he failed his attempt, he's been lying here by himself stuck in the human realm for what..4 days now? Great.....just perfect...he thought he could do it much easier here yet...ugghhh whatever he'll..he'll try again. After all

Who could ever care for the great scumbag mammon

What has he done...he drove him away... he was trying to protect him from a fate worse than death, yet in the prideful Damon's efforts to protect drove him away. Fuck this was just like Lilth over again. It's been 5 days, they searched everywhere in Devildom by now and now were searching in the human realm. He felt the bond, the spukd bond no longer as faint as before...They were close....They were close they were going to find him. Once they do Lucifer plans to spoil Mammon rotten. Play as many games as Mammon wanted, bake with him, visit all the famous casinos, May be even gamble a little only a little! He was going to...he had to he needed..

Wait

The soul bonded was acting up like fucking crazy, he was close Lucifer is do undeniable close he'll find Mammon soon he will he knows! Following the little hot cold game the soul played he ended up finding a certain white haired demon who looked so disorimtated so awful. " Mammon!" He calls moving t grab him only to watch his hands go through him. "Wha-" no no it can't be..he was,no.."Mammon, Mammon!!"

They were to late..they were way to late. Their brother mammon? Dead gone faded into nothing. when they heard the news everyone's worlds broke into a billion peices.

Beel couldn't bring himself to eat for weeks.

Belphie struggled with sleep constantly waking from nightmare upon nightmare.

Asmo shut down, a response no one could read for not a single person can tell how this plagued him.

Levi left his room often yes but constantly sulked, he never dare talk about or mention ruru-chan or anything related instead walking in and out of Mammon's too, on occasion to take his stuff hoping just hoping his brother would return.

Satan's wrath was off the hooks, when he heard the news he sulked for days upon days, he went through the stages of grief desperately looking through each and everyone of his spells to return the big brother/mother he had lost. When that didn't work he lashed out constantly, he lashed out at Lucifer accusing him blaming him to the mess saying 'he never cared' because he never saw a single tear in the those raven haired eyes. He moves onto the other brothers before moving onto himself, the boy broke. He read the story about the knight and prince as well as the other countless amounts of books his mammy used to read to him hopesnthst he'll return. He never did.

He never did. Lucifer...Lucifer Oh how he failed his little brother, some nights he prayed to their father with hopes of the return of his brother, null. How the once prideful avatars pride faded quickly at the mention of his favorite, he never truly did accept his death. Couldn't bring himself to. Lucifer oh lovely lovely Lucifer 'the failure first born' forever plagued by the last conversation he shared with little mammom before his death.

"Lucifer?" Mammon slowly walked into the avatar of pride's room, a sheepish look upon his face. "I was thinking maybe just us to can spend time together? I mean your always focused on your work and I the GREAT Mammon think you should take a break at least for today ya?" Oh the annoyance Lucifer felt, how dare the destructive brother inturpt his work.(work he shouldn't have payed attention to) He had very important papers and couldn't turn them away(why not turn them away this one time?) they are very much more important than whatever money making scheme Mammon was thinking of making into some silly game.(why didn't you play?)"No Mammon I'm not in the mood, my work is very much important as of current which must be done as soon as possible"(take a break Luci...) he responds glaring at the tanned male. "But Lucifer I really think you need a break. Take some time to play a game with me your little brother?" "NO mammon. If you do not have anything of importance to tell me then leave."(please come back to me...) Oh how Lucifer will come to regret those words. "....fine" the former angel of charity leaves the scene(I shouldn't have let him...).

A/N:this genuinely took a while like LITTERALLY lol. I stayed up late thinking and gathering inspiration cuz I only really write upon impulse and this was one of them. Anyway I'm happy it's done and hope people like it :) sorry if it's too depressing/to long or if there's grammar issues I stayed up writing like for days lol.

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obey-mefan · 1 year

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Turn Back the Time

Song: The Night We Met by Lord Huron

Satan x reader

Plot: Mc leaving and randomly coming back, but ends up leaving all together

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I am not the only traveler

Who has not repaid his debt

I've been searching for a trail to follow again

Satan never knew where you went. One day you just left. He never saw a trace of you again…until one day

I've been searching for a trail to follow again

Take me back to the night we met

You came back like nothing had happened, like you didn’t just leave them heartbroken, missing you.

And then I can tell myself

What the hell I'm supposed to do

And then I can tell myself

Not to ride along with you

Where did you go?

Did we do something to make you leave?

Please don’t leave me…

I had all and then most of you

Some and now none of you

Oh take me back to the night we met

Satan hopes it was just some short break, sometimes you just needed a break away from all of them. He had prepared gifts for you, flowers and candies and books he thought you’d love. To show how much he loves you

I don't know what I'm supposed to do

Haunted by the ghost of you

Oh, take me back to the night we met

You had called him a fool

Told him he was a demon, he would never really care for you. He felt his heart shatter after you left he stared at the letter he was going to give you, a poem saying how much he adored you, that night he burned it.

When the night was full of terrors

And your eyes were filled with tears

When you had not touched me yet

Oh, take me back to the night we met

That morning you were gone again, just like the first time no note or warning, just gone.

I had all and then most of you

Some and now none of you

Take me back to the night we met

The brothers all ate in silence that day wondering where they went so wrong that you would leave them, they never saw you after that day, they never knew where you had gone, and Satan never brought himself to love anyone again, telling himself it was a foolish decision, all because of you.

I don't know what I'm supposed to do

Haunted by the ghost of you

Take me back to the night we met

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loveydovey-leviathan · 2 years

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> reposted from my personal blog: @mee-op

they find one of their brothers crying // hcs

LUCIFER

He's never been able to truly communicate with his brothers, something he despises about himself. He wants to— but there's a problem of not knowing how. A millennium of knowing his little brothers and he still struggles with being truthful around them.

But while he has trouble using his words, he can show how much he cares through his actions (with a little bit of convincing himself).

His first instinct is to cross the room and give them a hug; putting their head over his shoulder so he can't see their tears.

Each drop that falls on him makes his heart break a little more.

He doesn't have the confidence to try and comfort them any more than that, and he wishes he wasn't such a coward.

MAMMON

He's always surprised when he sees his brother crying, no matter how many times he sees it. And every time, he can never shake the feeling of helplessness when he does.

He never really knows what they want him to do when they're crying, so he puts himself in their shoes and asks what's wrong.

He'll listen intently if they say yes, and he'll try to help in any way he can.

If they don't want to talk about it, he'll give them a hug as he pets their hair. He doesn't bother to ask— he knows they'll just say no, even if they actually do want one.

LEVIATHAN

He's ashamed of it— but his first instinct is to run and leave. He just doesn't know what to do in these types of situations, and he thinks he'd make it worse.

But as much as he says otherwise, he would want some kind of comfort if he was crying alone— so he gathers his courage and stumbles into the room and asks what's wrong.

Whether they talk about it or not, he'll try to give some advice on the situation or tell them what makes him feel better whenever he's sad— though admittedly, his advice is never the best, it's the thought that their socially awkward brother who usually runs away from talking to anybody is making the effort to help them is what makes the whole (slightly awkward) ordeal better.

SATAN

Somehow, he's even more awkward than Levi when finds them. He's almost always alone when he starts crying, and he prefers it that way. Even so, there are times he would've liked some comfort despite not searching for it with anyone else.

So he does what he does best— he reads (aloud in this case). There's no concrete way to help someone when they're crying; some would rather be left alone, some would want a hug, and some would want a distraction. Even then, it can depend on the reason why the person is crying.

But if he knows his brothers (and he does, more than he lets on), they'd all want the presence of a loved one.

ASMODEUS

He loves his brothers, even if he has a rather... strange way of showing it. And no matter who it is, he always takes the very expensive handkerchief he brings everywhere and gives it to them.

He talks about his day as they clean themselves up; what he's thinking of buying, the newest fashion trends, the latest gossip— anything that might help distract them.

Once they've fully calmed down, he gently asks if they want to talk.

Whatever they respond with, he'll force [<- affectionate] them to have a self-care day. He doesn't give the best advice, but he knows how to make someone feel better.

BEELZEBUB

He just stands there and stares at them for a while, mulling over what he should do. While he admires all of his brothers (including the ones he finds weird), when it comes to comforting; he usually looks to Mammon as an example.

If he has any extra food— which he usually does, he tries to give some to them. He'll quietly wait for them to finish eating; he doesn't want to eat himself in case it makes them think he doesn't care as much as he should. If they refuse, he still puts it on their bedside table in case they get hungry afterwards.

From there, it goes the same way Mammon does. If they say talk, he'll listen carefully and gives his two cents. He's blunt and honest, even if what he says hurts sometimes. But at the end, they know he's only trying to help.

If they don't want to talk, he gives them a hug. It's their little brother so they won't refuse, and he's always warm.

But eventually, he gets hungry. And the both of them go out to eat afterwards.

BELPHEGOR

If Satan and Levi are awkward, Belphie is downright uncomfortable (unless it's Beel). He's never been great at comforting other people, he's not very empathetic; and whenever he cries, he usually sleeps it off.

But while he doesn't know his brothers well, Satan has told him that they'd all appreciate the presence of another brother. And he supposes that rational. He's never liked being alone when he's upset.

He knows that there's not much he could do even if he asked about it, so he walks over and sits next to them. He'll ask if they want to sleep it off.

If they agree, he'll get them to sleep easier using his magic. If they don't, he'll just sleep on their shoulder. He doesn't know what else he can do to help.

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with-love-from-hell · 11 months

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Melancholia

{part Nine}

Fandom: Obey me!

Genre: Angst

Written for F!Mc

WC: ~3.8

CW: Kidnapping!, bugs!, Injection!, anxiety, descriptions of deceit, fear-based content and lots of tension, angst, depression, allusion to past sexual violence in Vermillion Skies, nightmare mention, vague illusion to torture, bullying mention

A/N: SURPRISE! I had time to write today, and my interest in writing this series was reignited after reading through it and remembering how much it meant to me. Here you go! 😊

Music Accompaniment (Circles thru Paranoia)

>> Though I have a Masters Degree in Psychology and clinical training in treatment for mental health, I am not your therapist. If you have experienced any form of depression or suicidal thoughts, and are in need of help, please utilize the Suicide Prevention Lifeline, NIMH helpline, or the SAMHSA helpline. <<

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You can find more of this series by searching the tag #Vermillion Skies or #Melancholia on my blog!

“The celestial realm just hasn’t been the same without you there.” Luke sighed sadly, taking another slow sip of his tea. “The other cherubs in training have been being jerks, and Michael has just started making me run errands for him...and I don’t really feel like I have anyone to talk to except Raphael.”

Simeon nodded empathically, relating to the feeling of loneliness since his fall. “I’m sorry to hear that. I didn’t think my lack of presence would make that much of a difference.”

Luke furrowed his brow. “Why wouldn’t it? We were brothers- and you were, like, the second closest person to Michael other than father!”

Simeon shrugged, finally taking another gulp of tea. “I just thought everyone just sort of...moved on? Especially given their reactions to my judgement.”

Luke cocked his head. “I mean, everyone was so upset...I don’t understand what you mean.”

“Upset?” Simeon blinked, trying to understand Luke’s perspective. Perhaps he could see it that way, but remembering back to how the other angels screamed insults at him and hurled stones as he was dragged to the edge of the celestial realm...to him it seemed more like hatred. “I suppose many individuals were, yes...but I suppose what I saw was more like they no longer wanted anything to do with me.”

Luke blinked a few times before nodding. “I mean, I guess that’s half true...But most of what I hear people talking about isn’t you- it’s Lucifer and Diavolo...and mostly Mc.”

Simeon’s ears perked up at her name. “Mc..? Why her?”

“Well...” Luke’s facial expression turned into a scowl. “They’ve been saying it’s her fault that you fell, and that she somehow corrupted you...And they think that her connection with the demons is proof of that. Some people have said that they don’t want anything to do with humans at all any more...They’ve also called her some upsetting names, and some have said she’s a demon in disguise.”

“Oh...” Simeon’s shoulders slumped, his frown deepening at the realization that his actions had not only impacted the Celestial Realm’s relationship with the Devildom, but the Celestial Realm’s impression of humans all together and their impression of an human only 3 of angels had even met.

“...But I don’t believe all that.” Luke took a large bite of a popover, a proud smile decorating his face as he chewed.

Simeon looked up to him, watching quietly as Luke swallowed and brushed the crumbs off his pajamas.

“There’s no way Mc is all the things they say about her.” He continued. “She’s so kind and caring and innocent. And the proof of that is she’s able to tolerate all these rowdy demons and still show them kindness.”

A weak smile pulled its way up on Simeon’s lips. “I definitely agree with you there. Sometimes I wonder if she’s too kind for her own good.”

Luke giggled. “Yeah, sometimes I think that too. She sometimes seems like more of an angel than either of us-”

Simeon’s eyes softened as Luke immediately snapped is mouth shut after the words left his lips. He saw the somber look on his face as he dropped his gaze away from Simeon.

“Oh--I mean...more of an angel than...I am...”

Simeon set his tea cup down, taking a deep breath. “I really am sorry, Luke.” Simeon paused, watching the small angel rub the tears from his eyes. “I wish things could have been different, and I know this whole thing is...complicated, to say the least...But I really am sorry for hurting you the way I did.”

Luke stayed silent, not looking at Simeon at all. He merely sipped his tea with slightly shaking hands, trying to hold back tears.

Simeon’s chest burned at the sight. He felt terrible for making Luke feel this way; for leaving him all alone again in the Celestial Realm. After Luke’s creation, it was expected that a mentor take him under their wing...the problem with that was that every mentor who had taken Luke on had passed him off to someone else, claiming that he was too emotional to be a guardian to humans, too hyperactive and restless to be on guard duty, not strong enough to be a soldier... Angels who were apprentices like Luke bullied him relentlessly, and it was as if he didn’t have a single friend in the world- that is, until the council reviewed his problems and determined he was either going to be moved to a lower position in another area of the celestial realm, or to be taken under one of the council’s wings. Simeon was the only council member to chime in, finding it almost cruel that no one would give the small angel a chance. He was young, but had so much potential. Just because he wasn’t robotically compliant and physically fit didn’t mean he was useless.

Over time, Simeon grew to view Luke as almost like a son to him. Michael even took somewhat of a liking to him too, but Simeon figured the reason was Luke fed into his egocentric nature. Whatever the reason, Simeon brought out Luke’s true potential, and enjoyed his company in the process. But after his fall, he assumed the other’s treatment of Luke worsened, since he wasn’t at his side to defend or guide him, and also since his mentor had become so corrupted, he assumed that the other angels were worried he would follow suit...

He didn’t mean to ruin Luke’s life.

“...Anyways...” Luke breathed out after awhile, having managed to control his emotions. “I was super mad at Michael for sending me back here at first.”

Simeon blinked, jerking back out of his thoughts. “Oh..?”

Luke nodded. “I didn’t want to come back. I didn’t want to see you, or the other demons for that matter...” He paused, tapping the side of his cup with his index finger. “But...I’m glad I did.”

Simeon’s posture straightened. “What changed your mind?”

“Well, I...” Luke paused. He chewed his lip, as if he was trying to decide what to say next. “Michael never has time to bake with me, so I forgot how much fun baking with Mc and Barbatos is. Plus, the class work here is really interesting, and definitely beats than running tons of errands for the council. And even though the brothers tease me, they always make a point to include me in stuff. Plus, it’s fun having Beel as a taste-tester for new recipes- No one wants to hang out with me while I experiment with new ingredients! And speaking of that, The devildom has so many interesting foods...I still have so many things I want to try out in my recipes!”

Simeon smiled as Luke listed off all the things he liked about the Devildom. If he wasn’t so infatuated with Michael and didn’t have such a strict adherence to the rules of the Celestial Realm, Luke probably would have understood Simeon’s fall better.

“And...” Luke finally paused on his list, dropping his eyes downcast. “...even though I was mad at you, and I was confused and hurt and didn’t want to see you...I did miss you a lot.”

Simeon’s eyes softened. “I missed you too, Luke.”

Luke glanced up at him, finally able to recognize the demon before him. Simeon’s attitude had been much more sarcastic, cutting, and out of character. Hearing his voice take on the same softness and compassion made Luke’s heart swell with happiness.

He’s still Simeon.

They chatted for hours, time seeming to pass endlessly as they caught up on everything they’d missed from each other, and anything they could even think to talk about. Eventually, the conversation shifted back to Mc, and Luke’s concerns over Michael’s directions to him.

“He asked me to keep an eye on her and report back to him on what she’s doing...” Luke sighed, resting his cheek in his palm. “Why though?”

Simeon shook his head, trying to press back the anger he felt at information Luke had provided to him. “I think Michael is having a hard time letting this go. Like the other angels you talked about who said it’s her fault I fell- I think he agrees.”

Luke puffed the air out of his cheeks in exasperation. “But it’s not though!”

“I know, but they seem to think that I’m incapable of making my own choices.” Simeon shook his head. “This is why I didn’t repent. I was tired of decisions being made for me. I wanted to have my own life, not the life they told me I needed to have.”

Luke nodded sadly, finally understanding what Simeon meant by wanting to be free.

Simeon sighed. “I don’t expect you to agree with my decision, but I wanted you to know where I’m coming from. And Mc’s existence may have impacted that decision, but that doesn’t mean it’s her fault.”

Luke nodded. “Besides, they’ve never even met her! If they did, they’d see for themselves that she’s not a threat to the angels!”

“A threat?” Simeon's eyes widened. His mind drifting back to the dream he had earlier that evening, and anxiousness began rising in his stomach. “What do you mean? Has Michael said he views her as a threat!?”

Luke was taken aback by Simeon’s sudden display of panic. “Uh...well, not directly to me...But I’ve heard him talking to the council about it before. That’s why I was so surprised that he agreed to let angels come back here. The decision seemed to be out of left field.”

Simeon felt his heart beat quicken. “Luke...why did Michael send Raphael with you?”

“He said that Raphael would be able to protect me if...” He trailed off, face growing pale.

Simeon stood quickly, his chair thrown back to the floor as he rushed to the other side of the table. He gripped Luke by the shoulders tightly, shaking him gently. “What?? Protect you if what?!”

Luke swallowed, his eyes wide with fear. “...P-protect me if his plan went south.”

“What plan!?” Simeon was nearly shouting, terrified to think that his prophetic power remained despite losing his status as an angel.

Look shook his head, now crying. “I-I don’t know! But since he told me to watch over Mc...”

Simeon loosened his grip on the angel before he was able to finish speaking, quickly running to the room assigned to the other angel. He silently begged for his dream to be only that- and nearly prayed that his gut feeling about Michael’s plan to bring some sort of harm to Mc after learning information from Luke was wrong.

Luke scrambled from his chair, following closely behind. Without knocking, Simeon burst through Raphael’s bedroom door, only to be met with what looked like a room that was untouched. Raphael was no where to be seen, and nor were any of his belongings. Luke gripped Simeon’s hand tightly, tears clouding his eyes.

“W-where’s Raph?!” He squeaked, looking up to Simeon for an answer.

“Call Diavolo.” Simeon instructed, turning and running to his room to change his clothes.

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The room you awakened in was not where you remember falling asleep.

You rubbed the side of your head and groaned as you sat up on the concrete floor. There was a large bump with dried blood caked over it just above your right ear, and you hissed when your fingers gently grazed it. You tried to remember how the hell you got here, but the last thing you could recall was getting ready for bed while Lucifer was in the shower. You don’t remember falling asleep, but you assumed you must have, since there was no other memories beyond that to cling to.

Your vision spun as you tried to adjust to the dark, damp place you now found yourself laying in. You shriek as you felt a cockroach skitter over your hand, trying your best to maneuver away from where the bug had crossed you. You were stopped by the pull of a chain on your ankle, almost causing you to trip over yourself. Your eyes widen as you sit back and try to release your ankle from the chain locked around it. You glance around the empty room, trying to find something- anything- to ground yourself in where you were. You call out a hello, but get no reply. Your blood runs cold, and fear consumes you, causing you to begin hyperventilating.

“L-Lucifer!?” You nearly sob out the yell, trying your best to see in the dark around the dimly lit room. You desperately wanted to know where he was. Whatever was happening would still be terrifying, but at least you’d have your lover here with you. Instead, you were met with silence. The only sound that could be heard was the sound buzzing from bugs flying around the cell, and occasionally what sounded like an air conditioner springing to life, but you weren’t sure what it was, since the cell was hot and humid. Clearly there was no air conditioning here. Fat tears roll down your cheeks as you try to catch your breath and calm your raging heart, that felt like it was going to completely explode from your chest.

You were alone.

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Lucifer hummed to himself as he stepped out of the shower. He stretched before reaching for a towel to dry himself with. After a few days worth of arguing about Simeon and your bull-headedness about rekindling a relationship with him, you both had finally calmed down enough to return to your normal intimacy. He had hated fighting with you; it made him feel horrible when he felt the urge to raise his voice. But you both finally came to the agreement that you wouldn’t spend time with Simeon alone, though you did want to involve him in more areas of your life. Despite Lucifer’s continued discomfort, he did have to admit that Simeon’s behavior had gotten slightly better as the days went on.

Maybe he was finally starting to get the hint that you weren’t changing your mind about your relationship.

Lucifer threw on some briefs quickly before calling out to you, asking if you could bring him his robe that he had left draped over his dresser. He needed to go down and finish some paperwork, after all, and he wasn’t about to go down in just his underwear. He paused, awaiting your reply...but it never came.

He sighed, figuring you may have fallen asleep already. While you had basically healed fully from all you had gone through, and it was rare that you felt random waves of fatigue like you had in the past during your treatment, he figured it wasn’t outside the realm of possibility that sleepiness had taken over you.

Residing to grabbing his robe himself, Lucifer made a silent reminder to remember to hang it up in the bathroom when he was done. He stepped out of the bathroom, feeling a cool wisp of air brush against his bare skin.

Lucifer shivered. Hadn’t he lit a fire before his shower? He glanced around the dark room, squinting to try to find where you were.

Something didn’t feel right.

“Mc..?”

Lucifer felt anxiety begin to crawl its way up his throat, making it hard to swallow. He mumbled a spell and snapped his fingers, allowing a roaring fire to be lit in the hearth once again. The moment light flooded through the room, Lucifer gasped, immediately closing his eyes and shaking his head.

No...No, this couldn’t be happening.

Not again.

He snapped his eyes back open, darting his gaze around the upturned room. A sconce was torn clean off his wall and shattered on the floor, and the adjacent wardrobe door was left hanging by only one hinge. Multiple items had been swiped off of the nightstand on your side of the bed, scatted haphazardly across the floor. One of which was a photo of you and his brothers- the glass shattered and frame contorted, as if it had been stepped on. The duvet seemed to have been gripped and dragged halfway toward one of the corners of the room, and what appeared to be splatters of blood marked up a few areas on the floor and the bed sheets.

Lucifer felt his heart jump into his throat. He had to be dreaming...Diavolo, please...this had to be a dream. His eyes, now wet with tears, frantically darted around the room, trying to find his phone. He spotted it on the floor, having been kicked just under the bed. He dove for it, shaky hands trying to dial Diavolo’s number.

The line began ringing, but before anyone could have the opportunity to pick up, Lucifer felt a large hand clamp over his mouth and yank him backwards. He struggled against what felt like the firm grasp of 3 individuals, wriggling violently in their grasp. The individuals struggled to keep him still, until a sharp pain rippled through his neck. He roared into their hands, the noise muffled from the tight grip they had around his mouth.

“Lucifer..?” Diavolo yawned into the phone, curiosity piqued in his voice. “Why are you calling so late?”

He tried to make loud enough sounds for Diavolo to hear and continued to writhe, trying desperately to get out of their grasp. One of the individuals picked up the phone, hanging up the line before turning their eyes to Lucifer. He glared at them, nose turning in a snarl as they locked eyes.

Uriel.

“Give him another dose.”

Before Lucifer could process what they had said, another sharp pain was sent rippling through his neck. He tried to yell- to call out to one of his brothers for help- but his ability to speak began to fade as he felt his face go numb. The other hands dropped from his mouth, feeling that he would no longer be able to use his voice. His vision blurred, distorting the image of Uriel gripping his cheeks.

“Your compliance in this process will make it less painful for you.”

Another sharp pain was sent through his neck, causing Lucifer to whimper. He blinked, trying desperately to keep his eyes open as his brain begged him for sleep. He was dropped to the floor with a thud, and his legs were taken up as the other individuals dragged him back toward a portal in the corner of the room where the duvet had been dragged toward. He was uncertain how he hadn’t heard them open the portal, or walk through it at that rate, but at this point he couldn’t even focus on how or why the Seraphim had gotten into his room.

All he knew is that they had taken you, and he needed to protect you.

He gritted his teeth, pushing his demon form through in desperation. He tried to beat his wings against the floor, trying to make as much noise as possible to alert his brothers to what was happening.

A final sharp pain went through the muscles on his neck as he tried to yell out for Mammon. The noise only came out as a breathy whine, as his eyes finally drifted slowly closed.

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As he shuffled out of his clothes and worked on rapidly putting on his jeans, Simeon dialed Lucifer’s number.

The line rang, but there was no answer.

He dialed again.

and again.

The line continued to go to voicemail on every attempt. Simeon cursed under his breath, not knowing if Lucifer wasn’t answering because it was him, or because he couldn’t.

He switched tactics, checking his watch to see the vibrant numbers spelling 3:33AM shining accusingly back at him. He shook his head. There’s no way any of his brothers would be awake right now, so he better try all of them.

First he dialed Levi, who was the most likely to have been awake at this hour, who’s phone rang a few times and then went to voicemail- likely having just collapsed with fatigue. Next he tried Mammon, who’s phone went straight to voicemail, probably as a result of the phone being dead and him forgetting to charge it. He then tried Satan, then Asmo, then Beel- all having rung and went straight to voicemail.

He swore aggressively, kicking over the nightstand in his room. Were all of these fuckers able to sleep through anything?!

He finally sighed, dialing Belphie’s number. He had given up before the phone even finished ringing, figured he’d have to go directly to the HOL and wake them all up himself. To his shock, he picked up, and Belphie’s gruff, sleepy voice groaned through the line.

“Whaaaaaat?”

“Belphie!” Simeon nearly screamed in the phone, causing the sleepy demon to groan again.

“Hey, take it easy.” Belphie yawned through his words. “Don’t you know what time it is, Simeon?”

“Yes, I know! But please, just listen!” Simeon snapped, his frantic voice finally making Belphie pay more attention.

“What’s the matter?”

“Can you check on Mc and Lucifer?” He panted, twisting his body through his shirt while trying to keep the phone pressed to his ear.

“What?” Belphie’s voice was more alert now, anxiety becoming apparent in his tone. “Why? Did something happen?”

“Just do it!” Simeon snapped, trying to balance on one leg as he pulled his boots over his feet. He shifted to the next one as he heard Belphie hurriedly pull himself out of bed and speedwalk down the hallway.

There was a pause after he heard Belphie knock on Lucifer’s door. Simeon gulped freezing in a position with one boot on.

“Lucifer? Mc?” Belphie called to them, knocking again.

Another pause.

“Simeon, It’s nearly 4am. They’re probably sleeping. Can you please tell me what’s-”

“Go in. See if they’re there.” Simeon rasped out, not realizing how close he was to a full-blown panic attack.

“Simeon, come on-”

“JUST DO IT.” He yelled into the phone.

“Jeeze, Alright!” Belphie snapped back, then mumbled grievances about Simeon’s volume under his breath while he jiggled the handle on the door.

Simeon heard a creak in the floor as he awaited Belphie’s response and snapped his attention toward the doorway. Luke was standing there anxiously watching him.

“I-I called Barbatos. He told us to come to the castle immediately and that he’d wake up Diavolo and call Solomon.” He squeaked out through tears.

Simeon gave him a weak smile. “Good job. Now go get dressed, we’ll be leaving in a moment.”

“Mc, Lucifer..? Simeon’s on the phone and- W-what the fuck!?” Belphie’s panicked yell from the other side of the line jolted Simeon’s attention back to the phone.

“What is it?”

“Simeon, what’s going on?!” Belphie’s voice was firm and laced with worry.

Simeon swore under his breath, realizing that he was already too late. “Get your brothers and come to the castle. Now. I’ll explain when you get there.”

Belphie attempted to ask another question but Simeon hung up on him, finishing lacing his boots and rushing to Meet Luke, who was haphazardly dressed and waiting by the front door.

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yuumaofc · 1 year

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Love you!

Mammon x GN!MC

TW// None! Unless you wanna call fluff a trigger warning or smth haha.. What? N-no there’s nothing suspicious happening wdym?🤨 no you’re just looking into it a little too much! I swear! Nothings wrong! Just- Just go on and read it already okay? Okay! Later!

AHA YOU HAVE BEEN FOOLED AND FALLEN RIGHT INTO MY TRAP YAHAHAHA- uh- oh- you- you saw right through me? Ah..- well- em- damn, my trap has failed and you have trapped the trapper by trapping the trapper in their own trap🧍🏻 welp uh- happy April fools lol even though I’m late by like 4-5 days BUT ITS STILL APRIL SO- idk haha

TW!! Angst(what you thought this wasn’t gonna be angst🤨), mammon runs away like always, Lucifer being Lucifer, Leviathan is an asshole like always, do I always have to give extremely stupid hints to what happens? I dont know, Asmo’s make up gets ruined, Satan gets angry, Beel becomes sad, Belphegor is also an asshole

Happy readings :D

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“Where did the damn fool go this time.”

Lucifer scowled as he stared at the unoccupied seat beside him, tucked in under the table. Leviathan snorted at Lucifer’s comment, “Come on Lucifer, you really expect Mammon of all demons to come back after all this time? To be honest, I’m enjoying the silence that’s been comfortable sitting in the house ever since he left!”

Asmo chimed in to their conversation, “As much as I love not having my things being stolen by that bastard, he’s never stayed away for this long! Usually he just comes crawling back like the trash he is begging for grim within three days!” Beel sighed as he agreed with Asmo, “Asmo’s right, he’d usually come back by now. Or earlier if anything..”

Belphegor scoffed, “Are you really worrying about Mammon?? The literal scum of the earth?? He’d be better off dying somewhere in an alleyway near the casino’s that coming back here just to be a nuisance to all of us.”

As soon as those words left Belphegor’s mouth, your DDD rang. Every one of them stared at you as you pulled your DDD from your back pocket. You noticed that the caller ID was none other than the second oldest avatar, Mammon. Satan, who was looking at your DDD from over your shoulder, groaned in annoyance as he recognized the caller, “Don’t bother picking up MC, he’s probably just gonna ask you to send him some grim or something. How much more pathetic could he be? Honestly he’s embarrassing to even be around.”

You narrowed your eyes at Satan’s words and picked up Mammon’s call just to spite him, “Hello? Mammon??”

“H-Hey MC..” He greeted you with a heavy tone. He sounded so out of breath and in pain. His breathing was heavy, uneven and shaky, like he was dying or something..“Wha- A-Are you okay?? Why are you breathing so hard?? Do you-“

Mammon cut you off, “Are the guys with you..? I-if so.. can you put me on speaker?” Although confused at his request, you obey his ask and put him on speaker. Lucifer quirked a brow, “What are you doing?” You didn’t spare Lucifer a glance as you held your DDD in the palm of your hand. The brothers started to crowd around you as mammon’s heavy breathing was heard from the other end.

Asmo cringed at the sound of his heavy breathing, “Mammon if you’re trying to seduce MC over the phone, you’re gonna have to do better tha-“ Once again, Mammon spoke over him, “I’m just gonna cut to the chase. I’m sorry that I couldn’t have been a good brother.”

Mammon’s sudden apology caught all of you off guard. Why was he apologizing? What did he mean? What happened? What’s going on?

“I’m sorry I was always in debt to other demons and witches. I’m sorry for coming home drunk off my ass every once in a while. I’m sorry I couldn’t fix my spending habits. I-“ He started coughing and wheezing, like he was having trouble breathing. The sound of him struggling to breathe worried you deeply. The sound of him spitting something out of his mouth immediately caught your worried attention, “Mammon?! Mammon are you alright?! Where- Where are you?! Do you need me to come get you?! Mammon, answer me!!”

Mammon’s voice rung through each of your ears. He sounded so weak.. Like he was about to let go at any moment, “I have to go.. That’s it.. I think-.. I don’t think I have much time left-“ more coughing rang through the air. He was choking at this point. “I don’t have anything else to say.. Mc.. I.. I love you..!” At this point, you were crying your eyes out. Snot and tears running down your face as you screamed and cried till your heart stopped hurting. The brothers were long gone, having left to search for mammon before he met his foreboding end. Asmo had stayed behind to console you and grieve the death of Mammon with you.

As you were denial, you still dialed Mammon’s number to try and have him pick up. Begging for him to pick up as you cried hysterically. Continuously, you failed to connect a call. It couldn’t end this way! It just couldn’t!! You wouldn’t allow it.

Asmo hugged you tightly as he wailed like a woman who just lost her child. His make up was smeared and ruined. Ink dyed tears ran down his cheeks as he wept with you in his arms. Clinging onto him like he was your lifeline, you mourned together.

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Lucifer soared through the air as quick as he could to Mammon’s current location, heavy in denial that his sweet and precious baby brother was dying. Arriving at Mammon’s location, Lucifer was brought to tears. Mammon laid in a pool of his own ink black blood. He had cuts and scratches from all over his body. His pure snow white hair was now dyed an ugly black. One of his wings snapped in half as it laid limply on the floor.

Lucifer nearly let the tears fall when Mammon weakly craned his head to look up at his imposing figure. Faintly, almost going unheard, Mammon spoke.

“Luce..? What are you doing here..?”

Rushing to Mammon’s side, Lucifer picked him up without a word. Spreading his wings and taking to the sky, Lucifer hurriedly rushed to the demon kings castle. Mammon, as if knowing what he was doing, gripped the area near Lucifer’s chest. Confused, agitated, and worried, Lucifer asked, “Mammon, what are you doing?”

Mammon’s grip tightened as much as it could, “There’s no point in taking me to Barbatos or Lord Diavolo.. I’m not gonna make it.” At Mammon’s words, Lucifer pushed himself to fly even faster, “No! Y-You’ll make it! You won’t die, You’ll live! Then we can go back to living in the house of lamentation! And it-“ A hand was felt on Lucifer’s cheek as they came to a complete stop in front of the gates of the demon kinds castle. “Wh-What are you-“ “There’s no use in trying to save a life that’s already dead..”

It was as if someone just threw Lucifer into the Antarctic ocean. Mammon smiled at him just as the castle doors opened up.

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The moment Lucifer returned home, he was immediately bombarded with questions about Mammon from his four younger brothers.

“Where’s Mammon?”

“What happened to Mammon?

“Why isn’t Mammon with you?!”

“Where did you leave Mammon?!”

Lucifer looked at them with dull, puffy red eyes. Signaling that he didn’t want to talk about it and left for his study but Satan refused to be left without an answer, “Lucifer, where’s Mammon?!”

Lucifer ignored Satan’s calls and continued to ascend the stairs. Satan, having enough of Lucifer’s silent treatment, screamed out continuous insults at him. Forcing the eldest to answer his question with growing irritation.

“Mammon is gone.”

Just like Lucifer, Satan had broke out into a cold sweat.

“Wh-what..?”

Lucifer glanced over his shoulder to stare Satan straight in the eye, “Mammon. Is gone. He’s dead. And he’s not coming back. Not to me. Not to us.”

Satan shook his head in denial, “N-no.. You’re lying!”

Lucifer continued to stare over his shoulder, “And why would I lie about this? My brother is gone. There’s no reason to lie about this.” And with that, Lucifer was gone before anyone else could open their mouth.

Leviathan stood there, processing the sudden information of his older brother. Mammon? Dead? How- No- No! How could- What- Why?!- Just!.. Why..? Running to his room, he indulged in his games and anime to make the pain go away. He couldn’t cry! Crying was for normies! So then why was he crying anyways? Salty tears fell down his cheeks like waterfalls. How could this be?

Satan stormed up to his room. Slamming his door and immediately destroying everything in his wake. Tearing books apart, throwing vases, destroying his bookshelves. Nothing could satisfy his rage, so he screamed. He screamed and screamed at the top of his lungs until his throat was sore and he could no longer make noise. Angry tears running down his face the whole time.

Too tired from crying earlier, Asmo had gone to bed with you in tow before Lucifer had come home. Too exhausted and mentally drained.

Beel immediately broke out in tears, there’s no way that Mammon was dead! No, not Mammon! Mammon’s always been so strong! How could he just die like that?! There’s just no way. Beel wasn’t hungry anymore and left his food half eaten. Leaving with Belphie to sleep away the pain. Hoping that he would wake up and it was all just a bad dream. A really really bad dream..

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BOOM HOW D’YA LIKE THEM APPLES?! Angst, my best genre because it’s the only thing I read on here lol. Honestly I was a little conflicted on writing a happy or sad ending. If you guys do want it enough though, I’ll write an alternate ending haha okay bye peace duces i’m hungry-

#yuuma writes #obey me brothers #om! lucifer #om! mammon #om! leviathan #om! asmodeus #om! satan #om! beelzebub #om! belphegor #om! angst #happy april fools #get trolled lol #does anyone even read the tags???#brothers angst #mammon dies #obey me angst #obey me

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mee-op · 2 years

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they find one of their brothers crying // hcs

LUCIFER

But while he has trouble using his words, he can show how much he cares through his actions (with a little bit of convincing himself).

His first instinct is to cross the room and give them a hug; putting their head over his shoulder so he can't see their tears.

Each drop that falls on him makes his heart break a little more.

He doesn't have the confidence to try and comfort them any more than that, and he wishes he wasn't such a coward.

MAMMON

He's always surprised when he sees his brother crying, no matter how many times he sees it. And every time, he can never shake the feeling of helplessness when he does.

He never really knows what they want him to do when they're crying, so he puts himself in their shoes and asks what's wrong.

He'll listen intently if they say yes, and he'll try to help in any way he can.

If they don't want to talk about it, he'll give them a hug as he pets their hair. He doesn't bother to ask— he knows they'll just say no, even if they actually do want one.

LEVIATHAN

He's ashamed of it— but his first instinct is to run and leave. He just doesn't know what to do in these types of situations, and he thinks he'd make it worse.

But as much as he says otherwise, he would want some kind of comfort if he was crying alone— so he gathers his courage and stumbles into the room and asks what's wrong.

SATAN

But if he knows his brothers (and he does, more than he lets on), they'd all want the presence of a loved one.

ASMODEUS

He loves his brothers, even if he has a rather... strange way of showing it. And no matter who it is, he always takes the very expensive handkerchief he brings everywhere and gives it to them.

He talks about his day as they clean themselves up; what he's thinking of buying, the newest fashion trends, the latest gossip— anything that might help distract them.

Once they've fully calmed down, he gently asks if they want to talk.

Whatever they respond with, he'll force [<- affectionate] them to have a self-care day. He doesn't give the best advice, but he knows how to make someone feel better.

BEELZEBUB

If they don't want to talk, he gives them a hug. It's their little brother so they won't refuse, and he's always warm.

But eventually, he gets hungry. And the both of them go out to eat afterwards.

BELPHEGOR

He knows that there's not much he could do even if he asked about it, so he walks over and sits next to them. He'll ask if they want to sleep it off.

If they agree, he'll get them to sleep easier using his magic. If they don't, he'll just sleep on their shoulder. He doesn't know what else he can do to help.

Another one with emotionally constipated crying demons.

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l3viat8an · 10 months

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helloo ro!! :D

its me again sigh with angst

you know the post you made about the brother's nicknames? like them all having a specific nickname? (lucifer; darling, satan; love, beel; handsome etc etc)

imagine that in the present AU, where MC is in the past, one of the brothers are walking through the devildom, could be trying to find MC or just taking a stroll to take their mind off MC's missing state

but then suddenly, they hear a voice saying their nickname, THEIR special nickname. they turn back immediately, was it mc?! had they finally come back?!

no.. it was just some demon couple who used that nickname. their dissapoint it sky-high as they try and ignore people staring at them due to their sudden and fast movement.

it was kind of stupid, because that nickname wasn't that uncommon. but MC called them and only them that, it was special in its on way! or are they just trying to make themselves believe they arent going insane desperate?

- 🍭 anon (SOB IM SORRY IM SO ANGST STARVED RN 💔💔 my mind is only filled w trans MC n angst💔)

IM NOT CRYING I SWEARRRRRR *sobbing sounds*

But if we’re talking about angst for a minute imagine one of the boys hearing his nickname and then seeing someone who resembles MC just a bit-

(From the back and a little ways away yk- lots of people look similar….)

Whichever boy it is, is running over and hoping it really is MC!! They really are back!! Only to see it’s someone else.

They don’t actually look like MC at all up close the similarity was only general height ‘n hair color-

So now he’s making an awkward apology and trying to get away again…it wasn’t MC they’re still not back…and it wasn’t them saying his nickname….

#🍭 anon!#lil bit of pain while I eat lunch lmao #obey me!#obey me nightbringer #obey me angst #obmswd angst #obey me #om!#obmswd #obey me x reader #om! angst #ro rambles

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underratedbitch-number13 · 2 years

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Part 2 : Agony

A/N: Finally done with part 2. I was going to post it later, but I had sudden motivation, so here it is. If there are any grammatical errors, please feel free to correct them.

MC will officially be introduced in the next part. And NO, MC DOES NOT KNOW MAMMON, she’s a complete stranger who happened to be there

Part 2 : Agony

(Mammon x F!MC)

Warnings: Suicidal thoughts, Mammon is almost about to attempt suicide, bullying, verbal abuse, physical abuse, and mental abuse. Blood, self harm.

HEAVY ANGST!!

If you are sensitive to any of these, please do not read. This could be triggering.

Written in Third Person POV.

Number of words: 2.15k

☞ Part 1 ☞ Part 3

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Mammon felt lonely.

He felt hurt and betrayed by his brothers. They didn't stand up for him when others mocked him. Heck, they joined in! And the reason why all of this was happening to him was his little brother.

Mammon couldn't understand why he was treated so poorly. His actions are a consequence of his sin, which he can't really control.

His brothers were worse than him at controlling their sins, so why was he the scum?

Why only him?

Was it because he loved his brothers too much that he allowed them to treat him like that? Or is he just a meek coward who can't stand up for himself?

Mammon knows.

He was not weak. He would've never let anyone treat him like that, ever. But after centuries of constant abuse and mistreatment from his brothers, Mammon had slowly started to believe their words.

His self-esteem, pride, confidence, everything had been crushed. And now those insults had become whispers in his head. Mammon believed them. He took every insult to his heart, and he remembered them.

The slander had branded itself on his mind, and Mammon was no longer in control. His thoughts and emotions had gone haywire, making Mammon a prey of the vicious voices inside his head.

Even when he was alone, the insults never stopped.

Mammon was walking on the edge of his sanity.

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It was 7 in the morning, and everyone was seated at the dining table for breakfast.

"Mammon, I was informed that you've been missing most of your classes." Lucifer looked pointedly at Mammon.

It had been three days since that video of Mammon went viral, and he had been hiding and avoiding everyone to save himself from all the bullying, and humiliation.

Satan sighed hearing Lucifer's question, shaking his head in disappointment, "Mammon, you never learn your lesson do you?"

Mammon kept quiet, not bothering to answer Lucifer or Satan. He didn't want to speak to them, especially Lucifer. They were all hypocrites, Mammon had begun understanding that better now.

"Aww, poor Mammon," Asmo snickered. "He's even gone deaf now."

"Shut up, Asmo! Nobody was even talking to ya."

Mammon mumbled irritatedly, not having enough courage to say it out loud. He was the most pissed at Asmo, after all, he was the cause of all this. Mammon had always been aware that Asmo never really liked him, but this time he had crossed the line.

Mammon wasn't sure if he'll ever be able to forgive him.

Unfortunately for Mammon, Asmo had heard him and he was going to turn this into a brawl.

"What? Are you seriously mad at me?" Asmo asked, looking surprised. "It was just a harmless prank, Mammon."

Mammon's head snapped towards Asmo, disbelief etched onto his face.

JUST a harmless prank?

"Mammon you should stop overreacting. You're behaving like that annoying side antagonist from the anime called - 'Money Is Everything In This World, But Luckily I'm An Eldorado," Levi laughed.

"This is just a phase, Mammon. You should stop acting so stupid and get over it." Belphie scoffed, resting his head on the table.

Beel glanced uneasily at Mammon. "Guys I think we’ve said enough." He noticed how Mammon hadn't touched his food yet, and he was starting to get a little worried.

Mammon hadn't eaten properly these past few days, and that didn't go unnoticed by Beel.

"You didn't answer me, Mammon. Why have you been missing your classes?" Lucifer fumed. “Haven't you humiliated yourself enough? Your grades are pathetic, and they keep getting worse each time. You'll ruin Lord Diavolo's reputation blah blah blah blah......"

Mammon stopped listening, and Lucifer's lecture faded into the background. Head hanging down, tears brimming his eyes, Mammon stared wide-eyed at his lap.

He couldn't believe it. He didn't want to believe it.

How could his brother belittle his feelings and problems so casually? Did they really not love him or care anymore?

He has been getting nightmares, there were hateful voices in his head, nobody wanted to talk to him anymore, he has no money left, and he was all alone.

SO lonely, that he was thinking about ending his own life.

He found it difficult to breathe in public, always feeling disgusting stares directed at him. It made him shiver, and he knew he was developing a fear of people and crowds.

Mammon was barely hanging on a thread, and this was JUST A PHASE to his brothers?

"You're overreacting."

"Stupid."

"Get over it."

"Annoying."

"You'll ruin our reputation."

The voices in his head kept getting louder, Mammon felt his head spin. He felt like four walls were closing on him, and it was becoming tougher to breathe.

"Stop it," Mammon hiccuped, clutching his head. He wanted to leave.

Mammon was going to leave.

Swallowing the lump in his throat, wiping his watery eyes hastily, Mammon got up suddenly, causing his chair to tumble.

Lucifer who had still been talking stopped to glare at Mammon for interrupting. Even Belphie who had fallen asleep by now, opened his left eye to look at Mammon.

"Y'all are right," Mammon breathed. "I'm a fucking nuisance and I don't wanna annoy anybody with my pathetic presence anymore. I won't eat with y'all anymore and just stay in my room. So PLEASE, please I’m beggin’ y’all, just leave me alone.”

With that Mammon stormed out of the dining room, leaving his wide-eyed brothers speechless.

"Come back, Mammon. Don't you dare leave when I'm talking! You are not allowed to go, Mammon. Sit down!" Lucifer yelled after mammon, his eyes burning in fury.

For once Mammon didn't feel scared or compelled to obey Lucifer.

It was the last straw.

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"Ah, Mammon! Come in, come in. I've been waiting for you." Diavolo smiled warmly at him.

Mammon hesitated before allowing himself to follow the butler inside Diavolo's office in RAD. Barbatos guided him to the guest couch, though Mammon chose to go to the Prince's desk, and dropped on his knees in front of him.

"Please, Lord Diavolo, I'm beggin' ya. Please allow me to access the human world." Mammon pleaded, folding his hands together.

Mammon had made up his mind before coming here. He would do anything, ANYTHING, to get Diavolo to agree to let him go to the human world. Mammon was ready to become a servant for him or pledge his loyalty to Diavolo. He was willing to go as far as selling his soul.

He just wanted to end everything, and it had to be done in the human world.

"Mammon!" Diavolo jumped in surprise, rushing towards him. "Please get up," Diavolo urged, grabbing Mammon's shoulders, and helping him get up.

Barbatos who was surprised too hurried to aid his lord. If anyone would’ve stared closely, they would’ve seen the sadness in the stoic butler's eyes, as he stared at Mammon’s back.

"I grant you the permission to enter the human world, but first you need to tell me why you want to go, and for how long," Diavolo questioned.

Diavolo’s words were both a relief and a source of panic Mammon.

"Ahahaha ya see," Mammon laughed nervously. "I just wanted to try modeling in the human world too. I need a lil' bit of extra money to repay some of my debts y'know."

That wasn't the entire truth but that wasn’t a lie either. Mammon had decided to pay back all the money he owed to everybody, before he took his final breath.

He lived like a scumbag, but he didn't want to die a scumbag.

"Is that all?"

Diavolo looked skeptical after hearing Mammon's answer, and so did Barbatos.

"So I am assuming today is not the only day you want to go," Barbatos asked.

"Yup," Mammon confirmed.

"What about RAD?"

"I'll manage. I promise."

"Is there any other reason why you are going?"'

"Huh? What are ya talkin' bout," Mammon pretended to be confused.

"Is modeling the only reason for your trip to the human world?"

"Ahahahaha, of course, I'm only goin' for modeling. What else will I do in the borin' human world among stupid ol' humans," Mammon lied, forcing a fake laugh.

Diavolo narrowed his eyes before a large smile enveloped his features. "Alright, Mammon. I'll have Barbatos open a portal, in the meantime why don't have some tea with us. Also, you can stop by whenever you want to visit the human world, Barbatos will help." Diavolo assured.

"Thank you, Lord Diavolo." Mammon beamed.

Picking up his bag which was still on the floor, Mammon made his way outside, not leaving before flashing a genuine smile at the duo.

Diavolo's expression hardened as soon the door closed behind Mammon. "It seems that matters are worse than we thought."

"Yes, it seems so," the butler agreed. "I doubt he approached Lucifer for permission."

"Indeed. Barbatos?."

"Yes, my lord."

"I want you to check the future," Diavolo commanded. "I'm worried about Mammon. He was lying when he said he's going to the human world only for modeling."

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Mammon took a deep breath, as he stood on the railing of the bridge.

He had just gotten back from paying his last debtor after getting done with his various jobs. It had been two weeks since Mammon started working part-time in the human world.

He had earned enough to repay every debt he owed. Since Mammon was so handsome, he never had any trouble getting jobs in the human world.

He would return to devildom when he would be done with his jobs in the human world and then go back to HOL. For those two weeks, he attended all classes daily and even ate with his brothers a few times (only because beel insisted).

Mammon pretended to be fine. And boy was he an expert at pretending

He acted goofy and happy like he used, even accepted punishments from his Lucifer, spoke normally with all his brothers, and ignored every insult thrown at him.

Deep down, Mammon was always conscious of the fact that his time was nearing, aware that he didn’t have very long to live.

And somehow that had given Mammon the strength to endure everything.

Now those hellish and agonizingly long two weeks were finally over, and here Mammon was, standing on the bridge located in the town where Lilith had died as a human.

The reason why Mammon chose the human world as his last destination, was because he wished to depart from the same place his baby sister took her last breath.

His last dying wish was to meet Lilith before his soul was sent to the corner of hell where no demon would ever want to go. But that was the price he was gonna pay for killing himself.

He’s a demon and he can’t die easily, so Mammon had thought of another way.

He was gonna jump from this bridge, and rip his heart out while falling.

It was guaranteed he would die almost instantly if his heart is ripped out, and although that would be very painful, Mammon knew that was the only choice he had.

Mammon had tried cutting himself and tried to bleed to death, but he only managed to pass out for a few hours, waking up later to find his magic had stopped the excessive bleeding. He even tried to find poison pills but he was shooed away from everywhere. Then he attempted to drown himself and even hang himself, but each time his defensive magic interfered and saved Mammon from dying.

It took Mammon 8 days of searching in human libraries to finally find a book that explained how a demon could die. And he confirmed what was written, by searching through Satan’s books about the same.

Finally the day, the hour was here.

It was a full moon, and Mammon’s powers were at their highest. He was already at the bridge and he was readying to release his claws.

Oddly enough, Mammon felt at peace.

He was sad, yes, but more than that Mammon was happy. He was going to be free.

Mammon was finally going to be free!

With a tranquil smile on his face, Mammon stepped closer to the edge and raised his hands.

Goodbye brothers. I hope y’all will be happier without me.

“NO!! STOP!!” Somebody screamed, and Mammon felt two hands grab his jacket, pulling him off the railing.

Mammon closed his eyes and groaned loudly as he fell, feeling an immense amount of anger bubble inside him.

WHO DARED TO STOP HIM?!

Ready to attack Mammon open his eyes to meet an unfamiliar pair of teary eyes, that were full of desperation.

“Please,” she whimpered, tightening her hold on Mammon’s arm. “Please don’t do it.”

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YAYAY FINALLY DONE WITH PART TWO!!

This was really long and intense, and because I wrote this so fast, it is not proofread. So I apologize if it's disappointing.

Originally I was going to give Mammon a sad ending, but our lovely boy Mams is too precious and I couldn't do that to him in my very first fic.

So expect more fluff in the following chapters, because Mammon will get the love and support he deserves.

Reblogs and comments are appreciated. Please let me know your thoughts on how you feel about this.

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tomonana · 1 year

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Solomon is absolutely smitten with you. It’s deeper than just the human kinship, he’s fallen in love with you, watching you grow into a strong and powerful person during your time in the Devildom. Taking you on as his apprentice, hoping that you’ll see he can be as special as the demons and angels you care so much for. He’s lived a long life, but never before has he craved the love and affection from anyone that he does with you now. He watches as you put your life on the line for others, constantly doing your best to protect them. He’s so proud of you. Proud that a fellow human, his adorable apprentice, can survive without him.

And it breaks his heart.

You don’t need him, like he needs you. You can take care of yourself, co-exist with demons and angels with ease. His invitations for you to spend time with him, “in case you need a human to remind you of home” are mere facades for his ache to be loved by you. He loves you so much, and watches as you slip through his fingers into the hearts of others.

He never stood a chance, did he? A human competing for your heart against otherworldly beings. He watches quietly, a smile on his face as you fall in love with the suitor of your choosing.

And then he watches as you fall in love with them all over again.

He plays pretend for now. Solomon plays house with you, imagining that you’re his, as you look to him for help in the face of unfamiliarity.

He asks, he begs you to choose humanity when it comes to it.

Begs you to choose him.

Please, please choose him.

Just this once.

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ryuubff · 1 year

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mc and sol’s weekends out of cocytus hall are spent doing this or going to different restaurants to fake a proposal and get free food

#obey me #obey me nightbringer #om!#obey me solomon #obey me mc #obey me fanart #solperi #i draw skrunkly #tho i think that pre relationship solperi would be like #sigh i wish we were a couple fr #they are so silly #no angst for today guys #i spent a stupid amount of effort into this

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korra-northeast-germany · 2 years

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A stab In the back Tw: abuse

Chapter 3

Chapter 2 , chapter 1

A soul bond was usually impossible to break unless you were one of the most powerful witches in all of devildom. He was known for being able to easily break these bonds, so why would it be any different with one of the 7 lords of hell and his sister? "I need them brought to me along with items that hold great importance for them, one from Mammon the other from Michal. And Vail of Mammon's blood" she would say to a now intrigued Satan who hums a response. "And how long will the process take?" The witch rolled her eyes. "Considering the sheer power Mammon holds it will take a lot longer for results to show up than for other demons or even angels." Satan just nodded his response before leaving to inform the brothers, they'll get what they need right?

Back at HOL Levi had been pacing in his room frumpy, he remembered the look he decided from Mammon when they ad gone out together when it pissed him off. Why was Mammon so excited to hang out? Oh right he knows Why! So he could have a drinking buddy, someone to join in on his crimes that's who! And why should Mammon have a soul bond with Michal?!his was much better than he could ever Be! Frankly Levi hated the older so much! "Ugh Mammon this Mammon that" another grumble. "Whatever he won't live for much konger" he huffs. Going to mammon room to keep up the silly facade of: I care about you.

He finds his brother playing with one of his many crows thst stupid smile plastered on his face like a child who just tried candy for the first time. 'Pathetic' He thinks. Before proceeding too join. "Mammon? What are you doing?" He feigns curiosity. "Huh oh I was just playing with Bartholomew, you can join if you want or we could do another activity of your choosing lev." "...an activity of my choosing? Oh uh.." a pause as he silently panicked. "Okay uh! How about we play Mario kart. It's a classic and even a normie like you can understand it. Y'know since you know cars sooo much." Mammon could only playfully roll his eyes "and you know a lot about magical space ladies" "Oh shut up!"

Who does not enjoy a case of Mario cart. I'll tell you.

"MAMMONNNN!!!!" Called the pissed off Lucifer stomping his way up too Mammon's room a scowl upon his face. There's no chance for either Mammon or Levi to react before the eldest decended upon the 2nd born. "What were you thinking?! Attempting to steal from one of the most well known jewelry stores in Devildom and then from the castles royal treasury?! what is wrong with you? Have non of the punishments I give you enough?!" The yelling was a shock to Mammon. He had not done any of that stuff but here he is getting yelled at for it, for something he did not do nor had any part in. "Wh-what? No that's not me! I was home all day Levi can confirm it right?!" Desperately Mammon would look into the eyes of his 1st little brother, internally praying he would confirm his innocence cause he had nothing to do with those crimes! Lucifer looked at Levi, expectantly raising his brow. "L-levi..?" still no response. Shit. Lucifer he's closer. Mammon's heart beats faster. "Lucifer, Lucifer really i- I didn't do it, you have to believe me I'm innoccent!" Quickly Mammon raised his arms to his head to somewhat child himself from the whipping he is about to revive when...

"he didn't do it" the sudden response made Lucifer stop then turns towards the 3rd born. " What?" Both older siblings seem shocked. "He had nothing to do with any of it he's...he's been wth me! S-so he's innocent." Mammon felt like he could cry at those words. Levi...He actually defensed him? The joy of the moment hadn't last. It seems like Levi's defense of the greedy boy had 0 affect at changing Lucifer's mind. With a terrifying sickening *CRACK* the whip was brought down followed by pained cries of anguish.

*drip*

"Mammon"

*drip*

"Mammon...?"

*drip*

"Mammon!"

*drip*

"MAMMON!!"

He jolts awake. Looking around to hear the source of the voice it was Michal. "Mammon?! Oh my goodness thank heaven you're alright!" his sister cried. The hold upon the dazed demon was tight. Like a child that just found their caretaker after getting lost in the parking lot kind of tight. "I heard a loud crack and I appeared only find you bleeding though bandages. Who could do such anything..? Are you okay really you don't need to lie to me don't lie to me!" The sister cried. She was angry. Angry at letting her twin whom she shared one of the strongest bonds with get hurt like this. "I uh.." Mammon didn't have the heart too tell her. He coudldn't just tell his sister the brother they both looked up too had been the one ehocdid this. "It doesnt mstter, what matters now is that I'm okay right?" "But!" "Sh....sh.. No buts Michal. I'll be okay. I promise. It was probably just a witch anyway" he hated lying too her.

He then looked around. "Wheres Levi?" A sense of worry for the younger avatar washed over Mammon. "He was..He was here when I.. balcked out where is He?" The dazed twin liked st his ghost twin wanting his questions to be answered. "Levi..He wasn't here when I appeared...." "o-oh.."

He sighs. Slowly forcing himself up then grabbing his D.D.D in favour of calling his therapist Barbatos.

No need to discuss what their conversation was. Let us check on another character shall we?

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He got everything they needed. The blood, Mammon's item of importance aka a locket that held a picture of their family back when they were angels, Michal's own locket which matched Mammon's only it was just a picture of of just her and Mammon. " Why does he get to be in such am important item" he grumbled. "We have everything except Mammon. How are we going to lure him here?" He turned to his elder sibling. "Luke"

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It's been a few days since then things have been off. Lucifer and the there were a lot more cruel too mammon than before. "Mammon!" He woukd constantly hear if he hadn't done something right. "Look at all the food you ruined! That could have been used to feed a whole family oh wait" the scolding continues and Mammon often said nothing. "I'm sorry" he would say hoping his brother would go easy on him. But here mammon was. In a dark room no windows no food nothing but the black abys with his only company being his dead sister. "I don't understand why they're acting like this or why he's acting like this." He hiccups feeling his stomach gnawing at him, threatening to cause damage if he didn't eat something anything. "I just..ugh I just..,I don't understand I've done nothing wrong yet here I am locked in a room. Atleast I can't cause any problems."

The door opens. It's Levi. "I was told to let you out" he says almost uncaring. "Oh and uh Lucifer has a mission for you" the demon that never touches grass takes his leave. Que for mammon too follow. In the living room they're met with Lucifer. "Mammon I know you have relations with many witches in Devildom." He start a scowling st his brother. "And it looks like you fucked up cause one witch the most powerful in all of Devildom had taken Luke. Now I can't risk Diavolo's program and the relationship with the celedtial realm he's been trying to build for the past year and the witch wants you." Mammon gulps those eyed given to hi by his ow older brother were unreadable. "You are going to see the witch and you will be doing whatever she wants in return of Luke. Try your best to escape Mammon. Just stay long enough to save him."

Mammon who adored the little beat of an angel nodded. " Of course the great Mammon will save him!" He boasts out thst rush of urgency and yet confidence making it's way into his body. As he quickly speeds his way to visit Devildom's most famous most powerful witch.

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"I have bad feeling about this we should go back" said Michal through Mammon's mind. "And risk Luke dead? He's like our youngest brother we can't do that. I can't leave him to die not at her hands" though the secluded forests thst riddled the outskirts of Devildom they find the location they were looking for. A shiver runs down Michal's spine. "Mammon I'm telling you this as your twin we have to go back!"

"We have to save him. I'm sorry Michal I love you I really do but Luke, he dosn't deserve to die at the hands of a witch he's still just a kid." They enter the witches home. Carefully Mammon sneaks about the building, he know every nook and cranny of it from heart for us been around here multiple times after all. "I think I know where he is" he whispered. Going to find his angelic son, eyes widening when he sees his state, he wants to puke "that..thats.." he covered his mouth vomit threatening to shoot up. "Luke don't worry i'll-" the sentence isn't finished. a sudden scream from Michal followed by him blacking out. A horrid crackle escspekf the witches mouth. "Don't worry avatar of greed. You'll be free from this realm hand replaced with your pretty twin Michal" she says as she starts to separate their bond.

Fuck

No...

This was-!

He's dead!

Why wasn't it working?!

She failed. She failed. Something stopped her why couldn't she did not right?! It's been a month s whole fucking month and something had to go wrong! Now Mammon's dead as there's nothing anyone could do about it. The why is leg go Scott free while everyone especially Lucifer turns their anger towards Levi. "you said it would work!" Hissed Asmo. "Why is she not back yet! Why did things go wrong?!" Leviathan puffed up his cheeks standing his ground. "Mammon was probably too much of s fucking failure to die and let go of our sister, I knew he was a fucking parasite. Now he's gone no longer able to cause any more problems ever again!" Lucifer could only scowl. "Leviathan is right. We'll get our sister back eventually but for now we celebrate the death of that parasitic little bitch."

Guilt doesn't look good on the avatar of envy.

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