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sheeprad · 3 days
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[Beelzebub while Mc is on earth]
Satan: Hey, Beel
Beel: Mc used to call me that…
Satan:
Satan: Because that’s your fucking name.
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katboykirby · 2 days
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Baby ♡
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obey-only-me · 3 days
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Happy Devil Day, Everyone!!!
Enjoy these premium backgrounds of our favorite Brothers!😍
Night-Star 💋
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treasureofmammon · 13 hours
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✨️🥵🔥 Mammon is the hottest🔥🥵✨️
This is ABSOLUTELY subjective, and I must apologize to Asmo (the most beautiful being of all realms as hinted on the lore) and Lucifer (the most beautiful being according to Diavolo) and obviously to all the brothers and side characters as well as y'all fans.
But like:
🔥 Mammon is the hottest! 🔥
Just look at him:
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Anything looks good on him! Wet or dry, cheeky or shy, slutty or not: he's perfect. I just can't!!!
And let's not forget, recently:
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Ps: I lied. I'm not even sorry! This is a Mammon simping blog, after all.
❗️Disclaimer: The artworks in this post were created by the game artists. None of these belong to me. These belong to Solmare Corporation and are available in Obey me!: Shall we date? mobile game or in Nightbringer: Obey me! mobile game.
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radarchives · 1 day
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devilishdelights · 2 days
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based offa that one thing
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special-mooon · 2 days
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MAMMON CAME IN THE MAIL TODAY IM GONNA CRY
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Now i just need our son (Luke) and the families complete 😌😌😌
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junosartz · 2 days
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(^_^)/
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featheryhoe · 24 hours
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Lucifer, to Mammon, Leviathan and Asmodeus: we can’t manipulate, mansplain, manwhore our way outta this one, guys
Satan: manslaughter it is then.
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lucdoodle · 2 months
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meanwhile in the audience...
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sheeprad · 2 days
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Satan, first day as a vet: What’s the problem?
Cat: meow
Satan: Yes but where?
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meandtheyeehaws · 3 months
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and these are just 3 of the 7 deadly duckies
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ede917 · 3 months
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geekgirles · 6 months
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Excuse me, how is this the weakest Deadly Sin??? Crimson, hon, get some glasses.
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treasureofmammon · 2 days
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[AU]✨️💪🏽 The second strongest 💪🏽✨️
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🔎Summary: Alternative universe (AU) in which the Demon King gave the brothers no choice but to participate in a Gladiator-like competition shortly after they arrived to the Devildom to determine their future based on their abilities. While Mammon is declared 2nd strongest, he can barely catch his breath; although he's satisfied with the outcome.
👥️Characters: Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphegor, Demon King (Diavolo's father) and Diavolo.
⚠️Warnings: Angst. Hints of mental illness such as PTSD. Hallucinations. Consequences of physical exhaustion.
📝 Note: Mammon is the main character, although his brothers' achievements are mentioned. This is just a draft, nothing too serious, of what I thought went down on the Devildom to determine the brothers' order of strength, and hence, their positions from eldest to youngest. I mentioned this is an AU because I'm sure this is NOT what happened, even if the devs/writer(s) haven't explained exactly how it was determined. I haven't played Nightbringer.
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Mammon feels dizzy, his head spinning after a long and strenuous display of both physical and magical power. He pants, trying to catch his breath, pink cheeks, messy hair, sweaty body, and a strong need for hydration. He can barely hear what the Demon King says to the Devildom Coliseum.
—Lucifer, Avatar of Pride—, the Demon King announces, —... morning star in every realm, seal of perfection, full of wisdom and beauty, dazzling being. You are the eldest of your brothers, the strongest, the ultimate regent of pride in hell—.
—My lords—, Lucifer makes a reverence to the Demon King and Prince Diavolo as thanking them for such honor, trying to hide his tiredness.
Meanwhile, between the roaring crowd and the buzz in his ears, Mammon doesn't decipher the Demon King's words until he's granted a yellow banner and a medal.
—Congratulations boy. You're the second strongest of the new rulers of the Devildom. You, sinful reincarnation, the Great Mammon: Avatar of greed—. The crowd explotes in a frenzy of intoxicating cheers and applause once again.
With his little strength, Mammon bows his head to the royal family; then looks back at Lucifer and grins devilishly. Lucifer's chest fills with pride like a peacock, delighted by his own position. But most importantly, gloating on the satisfaction because their plan worked: now the seven of them are nobility deep in the darkness of Hell itself.
As Mammon sees it, today was a small price to pay: his sanity, his memories of using the same damn spells, and the same damn moves to kill his own kind in the Celestial Realm. He clearly observes Lilith standing in front of him with a worried look, a vision that he can't unsee. Mammon feels like he could throw up, between his sister's vision and an army of ghost: the faces of his fellow brothers and sisters under Father's dictatorship, shatter by his own powers and speed: destructive and deadly, are now haunting him in a clear hallucination. He knows he's seeing unrealistic fake visions, and yet, he feels threatened. However, he can't escape, trapped by the heavy weight of his tired body after his last battle against no other than his older brother.
Is a mixture of feelings and emotions: he is now a noble of hell, he just proved himself worthy in front of the crowd, but at the expense of his own mental health and physical exhaustion.
Diavolo, sitting right next to his father, hates the view. Not a single smile as he feels his potential friends hating the competition and mourning his sister's death while killing and hurting in the arena more than they already had some weeks ago.
Today, like roman gladiators, the seven of them had to face obstacles after obstacles, from fighting monsters to even fighting among themselves until their bodies could no more. All of these, just so the Demon King decided the fate of their indefinite stay in his kingdom of shadows. It proved to work better than expected. Now, they all are nobility, guardsmen of their sin, managers of their sin related affairs, representatives, and reincarnations of their sin itself.
As such, Mammon was up to a boring job, but he'll endure it for eternity if that means his brothers can live at peace under the eternal nightsky.
Mammon sighs in relief. With him and Lucifer on top of the chain, providing and taking care of their brothers at the expense of their own sanity, well-being, and safety, if necessary, will be a relief for their family. They two are enough. But, the Demon King names the rest of their brothers too:
—Leviathan, Avatar of Envy...—, the Demon king starts.
—Eh?! Me?!—, Levi answers in surprise.
—... Master of water itself. Third in line. Third strongest. And Grand Admiral of the Devildom's Navy, as per my son's request—.
Leviathan blushes, and with the little energy that he has left, between whispers, he starts panicking at such title. Meanwhile, Mammon and Lucifer smile at each other with pride, as if Levi's titles mean their own. Part of them, joyful at the news of his brother's incorporation to the Devildom's army, proving their plan fruitful, and also, on the other hand, happy of his little brother's success.
The Demon King continues, —Satan, Avatar of Wrath. Knowledgeable and intimidating, you are the fourth strongest lord of the Devildom. May your wrath cause havoc among all the realms—.
—Tsk!—, Satan diverts his gaze with clear annoyance at the fact that he has to live forever under Lucifer's shadow, especially after such great exhaustion.
—Asmodeus, once the gem of the Celestial Realm. You, Avatar of Lust, are the fifth of your brothers. I hope you find this realm as entertaining as the Celestial—.
—Even more, your majesty—, Asmo answers with a reverence and his usual cute tone of voice, trying to hide the sweat drops that fall from his forehead.
The Demon King smiles, and then looks at Beel: —Beelzebub, Avatar of Gluttony. Your strength and resilience is admirable, just as much as your great appetite. You are the sixth among your brothers—.
Beel bows, and then, with a sadden puppy face, he whispers to one of his brothers: —Man, I'm super hungry!—.
—And lastly but equally important—, the Demon King calls —Belphegor, Avatar of Sloth. Your powers are as terrifying as you are smart. Don't be fooled by your position as seventh, your wicked demon magic could defeat an entire army—.
The crowd cheers and screams, delighted by the show and the outcome. Meanwhile, the seven brothers look at each other with worried faces: —What? "Could defeat an entire army"?—, Leviathan repeats in a question, their conversation protected by the bustle of the public.
Belphie directs to Luci, with a sadden expression in his handsome face and the feeling of his fatigue finally kicking in, he just says: —Lucifer...—.
Lucifer feels his chest tighten. That's what they are now: nobility, yes, but at the cost of being a war asset. A weapon of violence. And this arena, right below their feet, was the stage to display their potential.
—Don't make that face, Belphegor. I'm sure we will not be at war any time soon. It's just... political moves. We're at peace now, and so does want Diavolo. Let's trust it'll remain at that—, Lucifer smiles to his brothers with tranquility; but Mammon can see behind his older brother's stoicism and understands it's only a fragile peace that barely exists, crumbling apart at the notion of ideology and superiority between realms.
—Don't worry Belphie...—, Mammon states, being able to read the tension as Lucifer's answer was not enough to make his littlest brothers happy, —Now we're top dogs here, y'know? No war will be fought if we want peace... I, for instance, don't wanna kill anyone... ever again—.
Mammon looks at the nightsky: the Devildom's moon hiding behind the Coliseum's stands where the public cheers, cries, laughs, screams, and talks.
—I don't wanna kill ever again...—, Mammon repeats on a whisper.
What awaits them now? Mammon believes this pain will never go away.
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[Notes: The character(s) depicted here belong to the mobile game "Obey me: shall we date" and are owned by Solmare Corporation. The text here was made by me: Treasure of Mammon, meaning these are fan-made. | GN!Reader | English is not my first language, so there might be orthographic and syntax errors. I urge you all to interact kindly with this post].
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radarchives · 3 days
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