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HURRY HURRY AND LISTEN TO RITUAL teaser !!!! New game theme song 💀💋

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LUNARIZTIC ON INSTAGRAM STRIKES AGAIN

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Flowers for Them (Mammon)

Continuation of a request where MC returns the favor for the characters giving them roses. Kind of a sequel series for the Roses for You series (links here)

Mammon x gn!MC

Word Count: +1.2k

Yellow Sunflowers

“Hey, MC.” Mammon tried to act cool as he hopped over the back of the couch and landed next to you with an almost choreographed grace. “Ya busy tomorrow night?”

“No, not really.”

“Well, ya are now.” He pulled a laminated VIP pass from his pocket and held it out to you between two fingers like he was buying something expensive and telling you to put it on his card. Although, to Mammon, your time was worth more than he could ever afford. “Here. I’m modelin’ on a runway tomorrow evening. You should come watch me. The Great Mammon will even take ya out afterwards to reward ya for showin’ support. Besides, I’m eager to start spendin’ that modelin’ cash.”

“I’d love to watch you work the catwalk,” you admitted, taking the pass from him.

“Did you say something about cats?” Satan popped his head into the common room on his way from the library.

“Catwalk, ya nosy–” Mammon started.

“Never mind. Not interested.” Satan shrugged and continued on his way but quickly turned around and added, “Wait. Who’s going to be on the catwalk?”

“The Great Mammon, of course.”

“Yeah, definitely not interested.” Satan disappeared down the hall.

You could tell Mammon was annoyed, so you jumped in, “well, I am interested.”

“’Course ya are. I’ll send ya the details. I’d offer to walk ya there, but they’re havin’ me come in a few hours before the show. But all this work’s gonna be worth it.” Mammon pulled out his D.D.D. and forwarded you the time and location. When he looked up at you from his phone, he had a frown on his face. “Man, I’d love to hang out a while longer, but I gotta go to a rehearsal soon. Don’t lose that pass, got it?”

“I’ll keep it safe.” You smiled.

“Ya better.” Mammon stood up and ruffled your hair aggressively – as if you were too cute for him to be gentle with.

The thought of going to Mammon’s gig without some kind of present felt off – not wrong, necessarily, but you knew you’d be missing an opportunity to make him feel loved. You couldn’t bear the thought of it. So, you made a stop at a particularly friendly demon’s shop.

“Stolas,” you called out as you entered the flower shop. A gentle chirp from above brought your attention to the demon, standing atop a shelf with a watering can.

“Oh, so the sweet little human has learned my name,” he grinned wickedly – flirtatiously if flirting involved a degree of danger. “To what do I owe the pleasure of your presence today?”

Stolas hopped down from the shelf and landed gracefully in front of you. He looked so much taller without the counter separating you.

“Do you have any scorching sunflowers?”

“Afraid not. My next delivery isn’t until next week, and I don’t grow them here – too much of a hassle. Can I interest you in something else?”

“Oh.” You immediately looked disappointed, which threw Stolas off.

He scrambled for a solution, “I can save some for you when the delivery comes. Or I can get you something else. I have dozens of gorgeous flowers, and some have a similar warming effect if you need it for a spell.”

“No, that’s okay – it’s just – how much do you know about human world flowers?”

“A good deal more than you, I’d assume. Missing the flora of your realm?”

“I need something similar to a human world sunflower to do the transfiguration spell. I really wanted to give sunflowers to someone close to me today,” you admitted.

Stolas sighed, “is that all? Come with me to the green room.”

He walked towards the room near the back of the shop. You followed, only slightly cautious of him. When he reached the door, he held it open for you. Even without stepping in the room, the scent of greenery was particularly strong. A fountain could be heard and you could see plants filling the room from ceiling to floor. As you entered, it was a beautiful sanctuary for life – as if the walls of the room encouraged growth and abundance.

“Now, I wouldn’t normally do this, but there is a way to create the flowers you desire without a Devildom equivalent. It’s more advanced, and I may need to borrow some of your magic to do it.”

Stolas instructed you to grab a petal the same color you wanted the sunflowers to be – a vibrant golden yellow – and bury it in the magic pot he placed on the workbench. You both placed your hands on the pot as Stolas whispered ancient incantations. You felt your magic being drained from your hands, but before long, sunflowers sprouted up from the pot – nearly two dozen of them. Stolas trimmed them and wrapped them up for you. As you took your wallet out to pay, his hand gently pressed over yours.

“I can’t sell flowers made purely from magic to you. You can have them,” Stolas smiled weakly.

“Surely I can repay you somehow, right?”

A number of ideas bloomed in his mind, but he settled on this instead: “Bring me some flowers sometime and we’ll call it even.”

You nodded and held the sunflowers close to your chest. With that, you headed to Mammon’s show.

Mammon was such a handsome demon, especially when he was in his element. They put him in some flashy numbers that complemented his vibrant white hair and beautifully hued skin. You could tell that the stylist hadn’t wanted just any demon; they wanted him to be their model, and it showed. As focused as he was, Mammon spotted you in the crowd – right where he left your name card on the chair – and gave you a wink. He was a crowd favorite, and you were so proud of him.

When the show concluded, you pulled the bouquet out from under your chair. They still look beautiful, you sighed in relief. Mammon was impatiently waiting for you backstage, scanning every face that entered with a pass until a smile glowed on his lips.

“Hey~ There’s my human,” Mammon shouted at you the second you stepped through the door. You tucked the bouquet behind your back. “What’d ya think of the Great Mammon? Devilishly handsome, ay?”

“Cool as ever, Mammon! You looked amazing out there.” You grinned and pulled the sunflowers out as you spoke, “I got these for you to congratulate you on a job well done.”

Mammon’s cool grin dropped as he felt his face burn. He took the flowers from your hands, “Ya got me sunflowers? These don’t look like scorching sunflowers, but my skin feels warm. Did ya enchant these?”

“No, silly. Although, a little magic was involved. Do you like them?”

“Hell yeah! What made ya think to get me these?” Mammon admired their beautiful golden hues as he asked. No one had ever given him sunflowers before.

“I learned that sunflowers symbolize loyalty; they represent enduring bonds and commitments and can be given for happy relationships based on truth and longevity. How could I not think of you when I read that. You’re faithful, we adore each other, and you always brighten my mood. They’re perfect for you.”

Mammon’s eyes felt misty, and he blinked away the threatening tears with a smile. He pulled you into a tight hug. He was so warm.

“’Course ya’d choose sunflowers for the Great Mammon! After all, you’re the main source of light in my life, and I’ll always turn to face ya, sunshine.” Your heart melted.

Lucifer | Leviathan | Satan | Asmodeus | Beelzebub | Belphegor | the others

A/N: I'm going to try to slowly come back over the next few months. I hope you all will welcome me back after being gone for so long. And I hope you like my OC as he makes yet another appearance.

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stole these from the newest kickstarter update. This is the sample art of the nightwear outfits they’re putting the guys in keychains for specific tiers. I’m intrigued to see what the final art of these will be.

But more than anything 😭 belphie’s fit is making me laugh, bro is wearing the grandpa striped pajamas. Lucifer in a robe makes sense ,, but wtf is Satan wearing 💀. Also I thought asmo’s would be a bit more cutesy but he’s just wearing a sexyish thing (just an oversized shirt lmao).

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Mammon is the embodiment of "my s/o (mad at me)" "me (I hope I die)"

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Cuddles. Sad cuddle times.

Dia would find Mc softly crying outside the castlw, sit outside with them and let them sob.

Barbatos would know Mc was crying miles away and appear, tail curling around them and holding them close.

Lucifer would offer Mc something to drink before hugging them and holding them close as long as needed while still doing his work.

Mammon would find Mc curled up in his bed, awkwardly joining in and asking what's going on, he gets no answer so it's soft pets and a night of spooning.

Leviathan would be akward seeing the crying Mc as he opens his door, but he'd let them in, Co rinuing his game as Mc curled up in his bathtub bed, later he'd join, cold and comforting.

Satan would find Mc sobbing in their room, putting the book he planned to read with them away and sitting next to them, not refusing as they crawled into his lap to continue sobbing.

Asmodeus would find Mc munching ice cream late in the evening, surprised it's not beel and about to say tears make you wrinkly, but notices Mcs mood and takes them to his room under the sheets for the rose petal smell and have soft cuddles and face masks.

Beelzebub wouldn't know what to do when he finds Mc sobbing in their room so he brings food and pulls them into a tight lung emptying hug for a while.

Belphie finds Mc in the attic, he's silent, just lays next to them, hugs them and goes to sleep without commenting further.

Solomon finds Mc having fled to cocytus hall, sits next to them "bad day huh?" and pulls them close.

Thirteen finds Mc sad on the roof while trying to find them, surprised you can even get on there, but admitting it's a good crying spot, she hugs Mc from behind, head on their shoulder and remains there until it's alright.

Simeon finds Mc on his balcony crying, it's confusing but he pulls them in and cuddles them in his bed, fixing their hair and wiping away their tears.

Raphael isn't great with humans, especially not ones crying outside his room, but he pets them and sits next to them, freezing up a bit but hugging back when they cling to him.

Mephistopheles is used to buying tears away or being the one to cause them, finding Mc crying in a broomcloset at RAD was weird, but he sighs and joins them, putting them in his jacket and holding them, ensuring the closet is locked.

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Mammon: W-Well, i-if you're gonna kiss me, d-does it really have to be on the lips?

MC: Why? You want it somewhere else?

Mammon: ...

MC: ...

Mammon: *gets flustered* D-Don't answer me with a question, too!

MC: I'll just answer you with kisses then.

Mammon: O-Oi!

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Solomon & Asmodeus

Obey me

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Woven Watered Silk Taffeta Evening Dress, ca. 1860-65

via Europeana Fashion

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Something about Apothecary Diaries and the complexity of what it means to have a mother. Something about Maomao and her only memories of her mother being silence or a pain that has nothing to do with her but is reflected onto her anyway, and yet still engineering things so that Lakan, years later, would come to find and marry her. Something about all of the courtesans in the Verdigris House being like mother figures to Maomao, yet never paying attention to her when she cried. Something about Loulan doing everything in her power to not be a mother - taking drugs to avoid it, knowing that to have a child would be a selfish, cruel thing, even down to 'killing' the children who adore her. Something about Jinshi, and both of his mothers - the one who birthed him and the one who raised him. Anshi, and raising him to be mature and older than he should have had to be to be the opposite of his grandfather, the man who victimized her, and Ah-Duo, unable to be in his life because she chose to give him up. Something about mothers not being unconditional and uncomplicated; something about motherhood being absent, ugly, confined by circumstance or by past pain. Something about not wanting to be your mother; something about being too much like your mother. Something about how your mother haunts you regardless.

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★ 【★LDL】 「 选择你的猫猫 」 ✔ republished w/permission ☆ follow btt’s fanart twitch stream!

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thinking about that time my mom ordered a bottle of vitamins online and they arrived with the tamper seal broken and she was going to just take them anyway and in desperation i had to bust out the “you know they never solved the chicago tylenol murders” to get her to mail them back

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one of my formative experiences with sex ed was having sexual desire explained to my class by a catholic nun who was very clearly working on a purely theoretical model. she explained with like increasing mania that women and men are very different because men are "like microwaves" and women "are like crock pots" and the more confused the class (age 13) became the more frantic sister patrick stephen became until she was accidentally making the point that men and women are too much like different appliances to have sex with each other at all. we all felt quite guilty as this was the year twilight came out so we'd all just gotten horny for the first time. so we felt bad for her if anything

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or so says the sadist

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HOT TO GO! Comic cover 🍕🏳️‍🌈

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i hope luigi mangione is proven innocent & gets to sue a ton of companies for slander and win & i hope he gets enough money to rebuild his life and get any help for his chronic pain that he needs & i hope he’s able to disappear from the public eye entirely if that’s what he wants

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My little guy 🌭🐶