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[anintrovertedechoe]

I made a uQuiz to figure out how you would fall if you were an angel. My credentials are that I am gay and my mom was a pastor.

[anintrovertedechoe]

just found out i've been abandoned by god which means he's not watching anything i do anymore. you should come over.

[anintrovertedechoe]

mc crawls over to mammons bed in the middle of the night after lesson sixteen. they seek comfort in him and he gives it wholeheartedly and tenderly.

they reach the bed and he doesn’t even ask, he just lifts the covers and wraps them in his arms.

the nightmares can’t get them this way; their first man will protect them.

[anintrovertedechoe]

inspired by boop day, reblog this post if its ok for people to send you random asks and interact on your posts with no judgement. i want to talk to people.

[anintrovertedechoe]

belphie doesnt smoke weed unless someone else does the prep. he doesn’t know how to roll a blunt. bongs are foreign for him. he just uses carts like a fucking LOSER.

[anintrovertedechoe]

I don’t know much about the world, but it seems like if you take #obey me x reader and add it to #mammon mpreg, you end up with #echoe’s echo chamber.

[anintrovertedechoe]

My body is but a #obey me x mc temple.

[anintrovertedechoe]

I want #obey me angst to stomp on me.

[anintrovertedechoe]

The day I started posting about #shall we date mammon was the best day of my life.

[anintrovertedechoe]

mammon and mc are such ride or dies its amazing

mammon: mc I need you for this scheme it’s urgent !!1!

mc, knowing this shit is going to go haywire: damn really? let’s hurry then

[anintrovertedechoe]

the way mammon loves you is so soft, so tender.

greed is loud and boisterous in his movements, confident in sure with every bold move he takes. gentleness is not in his nature when he is borne of celestial light, nor when his rebirth as an avatar of sin robs him of his purity.

greed’s soul was borne to keep, to hoard, to treasure. claws scraping over his jewels and snarls ripping through his teeth as he takes and takes and takes to abate his greed, soothe the burning sin entwined with his very being.

yet he loves so achingly. fingers tracing your skin like tissue paper about to rip at any second, voice soothing and light as he chatters about nothing and everything at the same time. pinky linking in yours loosely as to give you the choice to let go.

he is still mammon. rough and rowdy and boyish in his charms, ruffling your hair and roping you into one failed scheme after another, but there is also something else in him. something just for you.

greed growls and screeches and takes and takes and takes. but mammon snorts and laughs and has so much to give.

and with you, he is not greed. he is not an animalistic urge to possess.

with you, he is gentle. with you, he is mammon.

[anintrovertedechoe]

i just know some of yall would get in killed in the devildom for making dialuci edits

[anintrovertedechoe]

sorry for the inactivity guys love and deepspace has done something to my soul

[anintrovertedechoe]

MC: you’re like a creetur to me

lucifer: i don’t know what type of response you’re expecting but if you want a positive one wait until im drunk instead of doing fucking paperwork.

[anintrovertedechoe]

MC: hey satan-

satan: im not wearing the neko maid dress, MC.

MC: what if i give you a kissie kiss

satan: nya :3

[anintrovertedechoe]

you may or may not have been my 100th follower

omg CONGRATS ???!

biggest flex for me rn tbh

[anintrovertedechoe]

no thoughts just breaking down in mammon’s arms and sitting in his lap while he rocks you back and forth and firmly rubs up and down your back while telling you he’s got you and it’s all going to be okay.