#mammon shall we date

[kpop-otome-yandere-here]

Mc: I am in charge of this disaster!

Mammon: I have a name, you know.

[satansreadingglasses]

So nsfw question but since it’s cannon that Lucifer spoils mammon do you think Lucifer would share mc with mammon?

UM YES??

i've never thought about this before, but i love it.

(reader is female, but if you wanted a GN version, i could make that version too)

Mammon x MC x Lucifer. 1.7k words.

warnings- cuckold, threesome, voyeurism, blowjob, pet names, reader wears a skirt (mentioned very briefly), cunnilingus,

a/n. i didn't proofread this, and the ending is super rushed.

You were Lucifer's girlfriend, but he couldn’t help but feel bad. You hardly ever acted like it. At least, to him. You would always spend time shopping with his other brothers or walking to school with them, when he was very capable of doing it himself.

You and Mammon were the worst of it. He would often see you laughing with Mammon outside his door, waiting for him to finish his work. Mammon’s hand reaching out to your waist, but pulling back as he entered the hall. You always played dumb about it too.

But Lucifer couldn’t be mad at either of you. He loved his brothers, and he loved you. Even Mammon. So he decided to come up with a plan.

You had been sitting on Lucifer's bed, coincidentally texting Mammon who was on his way home from another shopping trip. Mammon suddenly stopped answering your messages, so you set your phone down and flopped backwards onto Luci’s bed.

You smiled and curled up into a ball on it, it still smelled just like your lovely boyfriend. You were too busy thinking about him, to notice him walk into the room. You snapped up when you felt his leg on your thigh.

He gave you a gentle smile. “Hi! You’re back!” You grinned at him. He squeezed more on your thigh and wrapped his other arm around your waist and pulled in closer. He only let go of you when you were practically straddling his lap. “Luci…” Your eyes were half lidded while you craned your neck down to kiss him gently.

It wasn’t uncommon for the two of you to makeout or even have sex daily. But it was almost never this sudden. You didn’t mind it though, Lucifer was just too much. You ran your fingers through his hair, giving him goosebumps when your fingernails scraped against his scalp.

“Mc…” He stared up at you, a look of awe in his eyes. You couldn’t help but feel flustered under his gaze. He gripped your hips and lifted you off his lap. You squeaked slightly in surprise as he flipped you around underneath him, he looked down at you, an odd look on his face. You couldn’t quite place it, but he didn’t once stop.

He immediately started kissing down your jaw and neck, stopping just above your breasts. He glanced up at you, his hands moving up and down your thighs, occasionally squeezing harshly. You nodded and shut your eyes, tossing your head back against the mattress.

You felt an absence and some shuffling around, then a new pair of hands on your hips. Your eyes shot open and you saw Mammon, pupils blown wide and his mouth ajar. “Hey MC…” He could only form a small smirk, and his voice was shaky.

“Mammon, what the hell?!” You looked over at Luci, who was standing back a few feet. He hurried forward and leaned to your side, Mammon’s eyes were still scanning you.

“I’m sorry, darling. I should’ve told you first.” He gave you a kiss on your cheek and then moved so close that his lips brushed against your ear. “Do you want him to fuck you?” It didn’t sound like a trick or a trap. He sounded genuine. You looked back at Mammon.

You couldn’t lie to Luci. You’d thought about Mammon before, you’d never wanted to cheat. But if Luci was about to allow it, why the hell not? You turned to Luci, who was watching you with a loving smile. You nodded and Luci stood. Taking a seat in the chair across the room.

He kept his hands folded in his lap as you looked up at Mammon. “Hi.” he mumbled, his gaze never flattering. “Hi.” You gave him a small smile and nudged your knee up against his crotch. He choked out a small gasp and looked over at Luci. He had a much more stern look now that you weren’t watching him.

“A-are ya sure yer ok with this?” He looked back at you. “Yes.” You nodded and pushed his face closer to yours by the back of his neck. He quickly shook off his nervousness and kissed you. It was sweet at first, but it got rougher by the second. Harsher. Needier.

He started grinding against your leg, you held him close to you, his face buried in your neck with your hands around his head. “Mammon…” You gasped out as he bit into your neck. You heard Luci shift in his seat and stifle a moan of his own.

You looked over at him, he was fidgeting with his belt buckle while his eyes stayed glued to your face. You felt yourself get all flustered again and turned to hide your face in Mammon’s mess of hair. He had moved his hands to the bottom of your shirt and started to tug at it.

He got off you and pulled it off, his face even brighter than before. “MC… I-” “J-Just take it off…” you motioned to your bra, avoiding eye contact with either of the boys in the room. Mammon hastily agreed and reached around your back and unhooked your bra. You heard both the boys' reactions when Mammon pulled it off.

Mammon’s breath hitched and he tossed the bra aside, landing at Luci’s feet. Mammon looked hungrily down at your tits. Luci, on the other hand. Didn’t make a sound, though his pants did. You had heard a small zipping sound.

You looked over at him, his face bright red and barely covered by his hand. His other hand was already wrapped around his cock. “Luci-” You whined out, he shifted but didn’t answer you. Mammon nipped at your neck again, drawing your attention back to the boy on top of you.

He stood off of you again, this time he pulled his own shirt off. You watched in awe while he stripped. The first to go was his top, quickly followed by his pants. He looked at you, his hand awkwardly pulling at the waistband of his boxers.

You flipped around onto your knees and crawled forward. You slid your fingers underneath the waistband and tugged down his boxers. He wasn’t as big as Luci was, but you weren’t about to complain either. You looked up at Mammon. He was practically drooling at the sight of you in front of his cock. You wrapped your hand around it tenderly. He bit his lower lip, just barely stopping a moan.

He looked down at you and pushed a piece of your hair behind your ear. “You look so pretty..” His eyes scanned your face while you gently started to stroke him. His chest was heaving slightly and his breathing was heavier. You had to admit, he was insanely hot.

Mammon set his hand on top of your head and nudged you forward, glancing at his brother for the okay. With no response, he continued. You opened your mouth and gently started to suck at the tip of his cock. He let out a shaky moan, “S-so warm…” He mumbled and you felt his fingers dig into your scalp. You shut your eyes and started to bob your head back and forth.

You felt Mammon start to buck his hips towards you, hardly able to contain himself as is. You used your hand to stroke whatever you couldn’t fit in your mouth, while your other hand was rubbing your clit quickly.

“F-fuck, MC you look so hot sucking me off.” He whined and pushed your head further till he heard a small gagging noise and let go. You didn’t once stop though, his hands were shaking at his sides now, unknowing of what to do.

Finally Mammon’s hands moved up to his face, both covering his mouth as he tossed his head back. Your mouth was filled with the warm, bitter liquid while Mammon’s hips mindlessly bucked against your face.

He pulled out after a few seconds, huffing. He leaned down and kissed your forehead. You smiled, then jumped at feeling a familiar pair of hands on your back. Luci ran his hands from your lower back to your shoulders. “Did you have fun, pet?” His voice was a sort of mocking tone. You looked over at Mammon, who now looked extremely embarrassed being so exposed.

You nodded. “Yes, Luci.” He tilted your head to the side gently and looked over the hickeys Mammon gave you. “Aww…” He ran his finger over one of the bruises and then kissed it softly. You felt butterflies in your stomach, your body got more excited as he touched you gently.

Mammon reached out and ran his hands over your thighs and hips while Luci kissed your neck and shoulders. “You put on a really good show, pet.” Luci whispered in between kisses. Mammon’s hand slid towards your cunt, pulling down your skirt and panties, he tossed them aside and Luci’s hand replaced Mammon’s in touching you.

He started gently working at your clit, drawing moans from you. Mammon watched intently. Luci pulled you back into his lap, letting you spread your legs further. He didn’t stop once though. The entire time he was cooing praises into your ear and giving you small kisses.

Then he stopped, and inched forward, closer and closer to your cunt. He left sloppy kisses along your inner thighs and looked up at you.

You nodded to him, Luci giving a small nod as well. Mammon then continued. “Fuck MC.” He whined quietly and licked up the slick dripping out of you. You tossed your head back into Luci’s chest, he gave you another couple kisses and held you firmly in place.

Mammon kept it up for a few more minutes, digging his nails into your thighs and looking up at you, his eyes wider than anything you’d seen before. Luci was whispering praises into your ear the whole time. And when you finally came, the two boys had to hold your thighs open together so Mammon could drink it up.

Afterwards Mammon stood and gathered his clothes together while the two of you watched him. Once he’d gotten himself moderately collected he gave you a sweet smile. You mouthed ‘bye’ and smiled back at him. He hurried out and back down the hall.

Luci kept you in a tight hug for the next hour, neither of you saying a word, though you could tell he was insanely happy.

[princessasmosprincess]

So- so he- he- he made- he made Wanton Soup

[zephyrchama]

Falling asleep in one of the House of Lamentation's common rooms can be a gamble. At best, somebody kindly carries you back to your room and tucks you in. Or maybe they leave you where you were, but drape a jacket or blanket over you.

Sometimes they go overboard, and you wake up with too many blankets. It's sweltering hot and excessively heavy. You thought the brothers were just being supportive in a weird way until Mammon accidentally revealed everyone is trying to break the record of 23 blankets and three duvets.

Sometimes you wake up with a full manicure and facial in progress. Asmo likes the practice.

Sometimes you wake up wearing Lucifer's reading glasses or Mammon's sunglasses. The Anti-Lucifer League must have thought you make a good hiding spot.

Sometimes you wake up with fresh food next to you. Particularly if you fell asleep near mealtime. The strong smell of Devildom cuisine rouses you awake, and you catch Beel trying to tip-toe away.

Sometimes you find... offerings. Bottled tea, or sticker sheets, or a coin placed on your cheek. Levi started taking pictures and in thanks decided to make a shrine dedicated to his idol (you).

Sometimes they draw on your face. The first person to do so will leave a marker for anyone else who happens to feel creative. You've woken up with whiskers, a mustache, fake eyes drawn over your eyelids, money signs drawn on your eyelids, swirls and hearts, a goatee, a big unibrow, and you're pretty sure the twins are the culprits behind a game of tic-tac-toe.

Sometimes you get notes. Simple reminders, or a notice that Lucifer's left the house so please make sure to check that everyone's behaving when you wake up. Occasionally you wake up completely covered in post-its with silly messages.

Sometimes you get kisses. They leave no trace, unless their sender gets carried away and sticks around.

[barbatos-wife]

A typical day at Devildom. (It's not my job)

[strawberrycartt]

madly in love with him and so on and so forth

[avonyxx]

The bros drew themselves 🦅🦅🦅🫴🫴🫴

[astaroth1357]

For your consideration:

Lucifer and Mammon display nesting behaviors.

If MC takes a nap around the House, they'll wake up surrounded by a mound of blankets, pillows, and various random shirts and jackets from their closest.

They think, "Oh MC might get cold, I'll go get them a blanket." ... then another, and another, and another, and...

Then their bird-brains forget even doing it until MC wakes up or they need their clothes to go out somewhere.

Belphie has woken up in similar fabric piles before and it weirds him out that they keep doing that

[lovetei]

Things that the citizens of the Devildom witnessed that will prove that this Human have the characters at their beck and call

Versions: The Brothers, Side characters

Warnings: Gender neutral pronouns for MC, Cussing, Slight yandere themes (Belphegor, Asmodeus)

Links: Masterlist

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LUCIFER

This demon likes sticking to rules

Running on hallways? Detention

Eating during class? Detention

Not paying attention to class? Detention

No one is safe...

Except for one person.

The cafeteria if filled with loud noises, your voice shouting profanities to another demon specifically.

Everyone listening to the argument feels like they're stomach is about to burst out of nervousness because "What if Lucifer randomly comes in and put all of us is detention because we just stood by and didn't do anything to stop the fight?!"

And he did.

But what surprised them is that he didn't shout or anything, he just stood there for a few second and scanned the crowd looking for one of his brothers.

Spotted Mammon and came close to him before whispering something among themselves.

And then he just stood there

Doing nothing

As if it's just fucking okay to let a human, the exchange student at that, to scream and curse a demon because he won't cooperate into this project.

And when the demon started cursing back at you, the rules are suddenly so strict as if cussing will cause the end of the 8 rings of hell.

The demon is sent to detention, removed from the group, suspended, and many more.

And who knows? Maybe you pulled just a few strings to have that demon expelled.

But what the citizens sure know is that they never saw anyone again after talking to MC like that.

MAMMON

It was cute

Mammon would do anything for you, no matter how big or small it is.

One day, Mammon was spotted running around the halls of RAD.

Looking like he's getting chased by Lucifer, again.

But surprisingly, he's not.

He's just running around the school fetching your fan, notebooks, bag, pens, water or some snacks.

One time, you two were put in a group for this project and were talking about it with your other group mates.

Then you hit him with a "Mammon, I left my notebook on my desk in the potions class, can you fetch it for me?"

With just a blink of an eye, Mammon who was leaning on your shoulder just a few minutes ago is gone.

And with another blink of an eye he's there again with your notebook on his hands then he's back to leaning on your shoulder again as if he didn't just go to the other side of the school for a notebook.

LEVIATHAN

He's introverted

He won't go out his room if it's just for some lame party

I also headcanons for him to be the most unseen brother

Or like him having the smallest amount of photo and information online because he just won't go out.

Yeah, he won't go out if it's just some small, lame party but if Diavolo hosts it, what exactly can he do?

"Do you think the avatar of envy will attend this party?"

"Ha! No way... Lord Leviathan won't attend small parties or gatherings like these unless Lord Diavolo hosts it himself."

"Lord Leviathan really has a high standard when it comes to gatherings..."

And then poof

He's there

Beside you

A happy go lucky sheep beside a gloomy snake

What a match

And if you ask him why he would attend such gatherings when it's totally not even his style he would just go like "MC."

"What can I do? MC really wants to see the fireworks display."

"MC wants me to escort them."

So they got the hint on how to make Levi attend gatherings, either have Diavolo host it or invite MC too.

SATAN

He's angry

But not angry enough to yell when MC is around

Man's can go from 👹 to ☺️ real quick as soon as he felt MC's prescense

He doesn't know why too, but whenever he yell while you're around he thinks he'll fall out of favor

"WELL MAYBE IF YOU'RE SO PERFECT THEN WHY DON'T YOU GO AROUND WHILE YOU HAVE YOUR HEAD FAR UP YOUR ASS- Oh, Hi MC? How are you?"

He'll talk so sweet in front you and then when you turn around you can see some veins popping out of his neck and forehead.

And if he can't really handle it and went berserk in your prescense another scary yet amazing thing you can is to put your hand on his body.

Shoulder, head, neck, wrist, arm, wherever it is.

Just pat him or link your arms with him and he will start to calm down.

ASMODEUS

People headcanon him to like it when you're obsessed with him but I think he's more obsessed to you.

Like he's down bad

You can do anything and he'll literally fawn all over it

"Look at the way they run their hands through their hair!"

"Look at how they work!"

"The way they hold that fork is so graceful~"

Literally, you're the only person that comes to his mind when someone said pretty

Except for himself of course

But I swear, whenever someone caught him staring at you the atmosphere gets so thick

You don't even know why but the atmosphere is heavy and the air suddenly smells so sweet

And those heart in his eyes, the way his pupils dilate

Yeah, you have this man worshipping you alongside himself

BEELZEBUB

Other than the fact that he's actually willing to share his food with you

He's willing to help you in any physical works

Like lifting up things, carrying your stuffs and sometimes even running errands for you

I mean, he actually doesn't do it a lot because Lucifer actually asks Mammon for this stuff because the things Lucifer needs to be done is a little...

Shady?

And he doesn't want to taint Beel's innocence.

So now since you're already a part of the student council when Lucifer needs to have something important finished but it requires physical work.

You and Beel will be partnered

And he doesn't have anything against it either

He likes it so much when you command him to do something actually

I mean, he's tall and buff but Lucifer won't ask him to do anything that includes hard labor except taking care of Belphegor

So you actually helping him make use of all those muscles made him feel a tinge of happiness

He feels like he's actually of use :)

BELPHEGOR

This little brat

He would kill for you and he means it

He's not scared to spill blood on broad daylight as long as it's for you

Someone bothered you? Dead

Oh this person annoyed you? Taken care of

Aw~ He told you you're cute and asked you out on a date? That's sweet! Dead.

He's just like that

He won't tolerate anyone who dared disrespect you

And Lucifer won't even put a stop into this

"I mean, Devildom is quite overpopulated and we don't want anyone disrespecting Lord Diavolo's plan on bringing the three realms together now." Is what he reasons everytime.

Oh, he also wakes up on command as long as it's you.

Lucifer and his brothers could be shaking him like he's dead and he won't even bother to open his eyes

But if you just pulled a "Belphie? Good morning..." Oh dear, he's wide awake and clinging to you.

[smoft-demons]

Mammon deserves to have someone who misses him when he’s away.

Imagine: Mammon’s not home for the week. He’s away, doing photoshoots or dealing with witches or whatever it is he does. His brothers are just chilling as usual. This is nothing to even blink at, much less be upset about.

But MC? Nope! He’s their Mammon, and they love him so much!

Imagine MC turning to the side where Mammon usually is, automatically going to whisper some dumb comment to him, and then deflating when they find no Mammon there. Imagine MC absentmindedly reaching their hand out to that side, going to hold his hand out of habitual impulse—and being confused for a moment to find empty air… then hiding their sadness. Imagine them distracting themself by hanging out with all the others, who they DO love a lot, but… Mammon’s not there, and the house feels incomplete. They’ve spent lots of time with the others without Mammon before, but he’s never been away so long before, and everything feels wrong.

Imagine Mammon’s reaction to his brothers (probably Asmo, to tease him, or Beel, out of sympathy for the human) texting him to tell him that the human’s moping without him. Imagine them catching MC doing one of those things on camera, because Mammon has to see it to really believe that someone misses him so much.

Imagine Mammon coming home, and the human regaining their energy just at the sound of his voice announcing that he’s back. Imagine them running to the door, pouncing on him for hugs with such excitement that he TOTALLY would have been knocked to the floor if he weren’t supernaturally strong—you know, being a demon.

“You’re home!!!!” MC shouts, not bothering to contain their excitement because they love him, they’re so happy to be reunited, they missed him so much, and he deserves to see that. It’s good for him.

Imagine how happy he’d be to get a reaction like that!

Imagine Mammon and MC inevitably ending up in MC’s room, as they always do, and Mammon seeing that MC has stolen the blanket off his bed. It’s in a messy pile on top of their own blanket, it looks like MC had been curled up under it just before he returned. Because it smells like him, and it’s warm and soft and big, so it’s the closest thing to a hug from him that they could have gotten while he was away.

Imagine how his heart would melt. Imagine how loved he would feel.

Idk, I think he’d cry

[kpop-otome-yandere-here]

Mc: Hey, dumb slut, get over here.

Mammon, sighing: Okay-

Asmo: I'm coming!

Mammon, confused: I thought... I was dumb slut...

[satansreadingglasses]

Pervert. pt 2

Mammon x GN reader. 1k words.

Warnings- Mammon jerking off in a school bathroom, praise kink

a/n. I feel like this doesn’t make sense?? but idk. hopefully it does <3

Mammon’s eyes stayed glued to the back of your head. He was currently trying to send you telepathic messages to look back at him. He wanted to see your slight smile when you caught him staring, like you always did.

You had to know.

You had to know he was in love with you. He didn’t care though. He wished that you did know. Just so that he could finally get it over with and be yours.

He wanted to hold your hand on your walk to and from school, he wanted to share an umbrella on rainy days, he wanted to fall asleep on top of each other after a long day of shopping, he wanted you and him to dance in his bedroom late at night, and he wanted to fuck your brains out.

His staring wasn’t working though. You were too focused on whatever class this was. He cleared his throat and you looked up. He smiled and straightened up. But you didn’t look at him.

You turned back down to your paper and continued your work.

Were you mad?

He sank into his seat like a sad puppy. He picked the eraser off his desk. You had gotten it for him for his birthday, along with many other gifts. You sat across the classroom. One to the side and two ahead of him.

Even though you were far away, he didn’t hesitate in throwing the eraser at you. It hit your desk and rolled off to the side. You glanced at it, and then furrowed your brow. You recognized it instantly.

Mammon covered his grin with his hand as you picked it up and looked back at him.

You were as perfect as ever. Your eyes were practically glittering under the light, he loved you so much.

You looked up ahead at your teacher, he was facing the board, droning on. You looked back at Mammon and mouthed ‘I’m keeping this.’ and gave him a smile before turning back to your page of notes.

Mammon set his head on the desk, his heart beating harshly against his chest and a shaky smile on his lips. He hated how easily you made him fall apart.

Anything you wanted, he would give to you. Anything you asked of him, he would do. Anything at all.

“Hey.” You set your hand on his desk and his head shot up, class was over. “Y/N.” He grinned, then quickly tried to cover it up.

You stuck your tongue out and flicked his eraser into his lap. He hastily picked it up and held it in his fist. “Walk me home?” You tilted your head.

Mammon stood up so quickly his thighs slammed against the desk. He winced slightly, but quickly reached out to take your hand and walked you out of the class.

He tried not to be too weird about it, but your hand just felt so nice in his, and you were so close he could practically feel your radiating warmth.

You waved to all your friends, and even random people as the two of you headed for the exit. You were so nice to everyone, it would be a stretch to say Mammon was your only admirer in school. Mammon held your hand tighter as you two passed a group of boys, who were staring a bit harder than he liked.

“You jealous, Mams?” You gripped his hand back, rubbing your thumb over the back of his hand. And, he’d never admit it, but his pants grew uncomfortably tight in that moment.

“No. I- I just have to pee.” He stated, staring ahead. “Real bad.” he nodded once, and dropped your hand.

You snorted. “Whatever. Just hurry up, kay?” You gave him a smile before pulling out your D.D.D and started texting whoever. He didn’t care, he had more on his mind right now.

Mammon ran into the nearest bathroom, thank god it was empty. He ran into the farthest stall and locked it quickly.

He braced himself up against the wall. He unzipped his pants and pulled them down to his thighs, along with his boxers. “Ha… Y/N.” He smiled at nothing as he wrapped his hand around his length.

He bit down on his lower lip, squeezing his eyes shut. He imagined you knelt down in front of him, staring up at him with tears in your eyes as you took him deep down your throat.

“God.. Y-you’re a real t-tease, ya know.” He mustered up an image of you gripping his thighs and nodding along to whatever he said, like the good pet you were. “Yeah…” He huffed and sighed, his hand speeding up.

He wished that you were really in front of him. That you were sucking him off in the school bathroom. Then he wouldn’t feel so dirty about it. Because he’d have you to do it with him.

Then another thought hit him. Maybe you got off to him too. Laying in your bed late at night, moaning and whining and begging for him to fuck you instead. With this thought, he was right on the edge. Seconds away from cumming.

He tossed his head back, banging it into the stall wall. Not that he cared, it felt too good. He came in his hands, the liquid hit the floor and he instantly regretted it. He grabbed a handful of toilet paper and wiped it up.

He ran to wash his hands before anyone could walk in and recognize him. His face was still bright red when he ran out to you. He wrapped a hand around your waist this time, feeling cockier than before.

And when you leaned into him, he debated kissing you right then.

[rabbit-illustrations]

Demon boys

[zephyrchama]

Mammon stares down at his youngest brother snoozing away on your lap. Belphegor has made himself at home with your thigh as a makeshift pillow. It’s far from the first time this has happened, and very unlikely to be the last. Any more, he just walks over and does it, falling asleep within moments without even asking. He’ll wake up if you try to stand. As long as you can still study, read, or scroll your D.D.D., it’s usually not too bothersome and easier to let Belphegor do what he wants.

The scowl on Mammon’s face says otherwise. “Ya really gonna let him walk, err, sleep all over you like that? How many time’s he done that this week?” He tisks and stomps his foot, looming over you with crossed arms. “Belphie, wake your ass up! Yer big bro has a bone to pick with you!”

You feel a warm exhalation on your leg. Belphegor seems to be sighing, but doesn’t bother opening his eyes or acknowledging Mammon in any other way, much to the elder’s chagrin.

“Push him off!” Mammon insists.

“I’m flattered you think I’m strong enough to push a full grown demon off of me,” you admit, lightly ruffling Belphegor’s hair. “But, no. I’m not.”

“Don’t encourage ‘im!” Mammon grabs Belphegor by the collar.

At this provocation, the youngest curls an arm under your thigh and nudges his nose into the fabric of your clothes. He refuses to budge. “They don’t mind it, so just leave us alone.” Belphegor’s muffled voice sounds tired and annoyed.

“Belphie, let go! Ugh, use your pact!” Mammon literally growls. “Don’t coddle this jerk, you spoil him too much!”

“Don’t yell at me about it! I’m just sitting here!” you pout. ”And Belphie, watch where you’re grabbing.” It’s not your fault these guys go crazy over you. “Pact orders are painful for you guys, yeah? I don’t want to go through all that trouble. I’m still learning how to control the magic and it’s not worth it right now.”

“Hah? You kiddin’ me?” Mammon taps his foot and gnashes his teeth as Belphegor gives him the cold shoulder. “Fine then. Be that way.”

He goes to walk away, but abruptly turns back and returns. It’s evident when Mammon gets a new idea into his head. You can practically see the light bulb pop up over his head as he dons a cheeky grin.

“Spread your legs for me,” he demands.

“What?” Now you’re staring at him, disbelief etched into your features. You knew Mammon had the occasional lewd thought but even for him this was brazen. Maybe his brothers are right and he’s finally lost it.

“Spread your legs for the Great Mammon! C’mon!”

Belphegor snorts and turns his head ever so slightly, just enough to give his dumb older brother the evil eye. Mammon is tired of waiting and seizes his chance to yank your knees apart. By your own admission, you can’t fight the strength of a full grown demon.

“You’ve got two legs, there’s plenty a room for two demons here.” There isn’t exactly much space, but Mammon lays his head back on your thigh and grins up at you, bumping his noggin against Belphegor in the process.

Ah. You realize this was his goal and Mammon was just being too stubborn to come out and say it.

Your face grew hot. It felt weird to manspread with two doting demons on your legs. “You really could have phrased that better.”

“Whatddya mean?”

You sigh. “Think about it.”

Belphegor exhales again, probably laughing under his breath this time as he re-adjusts his arm to a cozier position.

Mammon is content just to admire you from below until he connects the dots, and a deep red blush spreads across his face. He turns, winding his arms around your back to better hide his face in the folds of your shirt.

He closes his eyes against you, his nose brushing against your side. “I don’ wanna think ‘bout anything. I work too hard, just lemme rest here a while.”

You allow it, ruffling his hair knowing full well you coddle both of them too much.

[leonideez]

After the initial shock and sadness of the brothers realizing that MC will die one day; I think i’d be funny if MC jokes about and and uses it as leverage occasionally.

Lucifer: MC your grades are horrible you need to work on the assignments that have been given to you

MC: i’m going to die one day and you’re going to be sad about all of the times i could have been happy and yet you made me do schoolwork instead

Like MC being an absolute menace would be so fucking funny to me

[whatever-fanfics]

Headcanon that the demons and angels don't have that instinct when somethings wrong.

MC *feels the hairs on their arms stand up*: Somethings wrong

Solomon *feels a pit in his stomach*: I agree

Demons and Angels: What the fuck

*Something goes wrong*

The Demons and Angels: What the F U C K 🤯😱🤯