I apologize for the lack post lately I know some of yall were really excited for the chapter 2 I was going to do but I'm going to have to put it on hold for now.
If you are aware if you're not 4 weeks ago a very dear YouTuber passed away and I'm still trying to process it.
After technoblade died I've just been in this depressive state that I just can't seem to climb out of.
Techno was a lot to me and I always strive to be like him.
Your human way of smiling at strangers and not being sparing with compliments inspires Diavolo.
This is so bad, I didn't put an ounce of effort into it and I didn't even bother to proof read; fluff; gn!reader
"Did you know her?" Diavolo asks curiously a second after you two walked past a random demon in the hallway.
"No... why?"
"You smiled at her."
"Yeah... is that disrespectful or something here?"
You stopped walking now, looking back at the young prince for reassurance, but feel more at ease as his usually bright grin brights up the grim hallway.
"No, it's fine. Just unusual."
His smile is infectious and you can't help but join his bright expression before you take his hand and continue the journey to your next class, smiling at every demon who dares to look at you holding hands with their prince.
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"Your hair looks extraordinarily shiny today, Barbatos," Diavolo's voice rumbles through the conference hall, making Lucifer and the butler look at the prince in a slightly puzzled manner.
Diavolo seems pleased with himself, his eyes lingering on the object of praise for a second longer before he looks over to the Avatar of Pride, smiling unusually bright.
Barbatos and Lucifer exchange another glance, and Barbatos is the first to speak up, "Have you been spending more time with mc, my lord?"
Diavolo turns back to the papers the three have been discussing while hmming in confirmation, though his thoughts seem far from the paper or his butler's question.
The three linger in silence for a second before Diavolo is struck with an idea, looking back up with a childishly excited expression, "We should have another event."
Lucifer sighs, somehow having known something like this would rise from the prince's mind.
"Wouldn't it be delightful to host a challenge of kindness?"
Mammon feels down because he accidentally turned himself into a human. You try to cheer him up♡
fluff; gn!mc
Mammon enters your room with a pout and his body slumped as he tiredly walks up to your bed and throws himself onto the mattress without a word.
"Couldn't they fix it yet?" you carefully ask while walking up to the bed too and seating yourself next to the turned human.
His disappointed grumble answers your question, and he underlines it by hiding under your blanket, a white shock of hair all that's sticking out. You reach out to stroke it gently, knowing Mammon enjoys the affection even if he stays hidden under the sheets.
"This sucks."
You chuckle, actually feeling a little bad for the demon.
"C'mon, being human isn't that bad," you claim, a slight scowl on your face.
"Not that bad?? I can't even look my brothers in the eye no more, mc! And who the hell's gonna protect ya when yer in danger?? This is makin' me feel so weak..."
You truly feel bad for your first man to be this down about a spell gone wrong, your fingers scraping over his scalp in hopes of comfort, "I'm sure you can come up with some way to make money with this, hm?"
Your suggestion is met with another grumble, short silence follows.
"I don't even wanna make money anymore."
You frown again, realizing that Mammon's sin must be inactive for his time as a human. Your hand wanders from his scalp to his nape, gently grazing your fingers over his tanned skin, trying not to tickle him. Pursing your lips, you try to find a way to cheer the demon back up, soon hit by an idea.
"Well, now that you're human, we gotta spend some extra time together, don't you think?"
You can visibly see him perk up at your words, which makes you smile and gently start pulling the blanket away from him to make space.
"Y'know us humans gotta stick together," you wink at him when he curiously looks up at you, a heat finding his face as he notices you trying to slip under the covers with him.
He quickly makes space for you, but looks away again, hiding his shyness. Mammon allows you to hug him from behind, his warmth bleeding into you naturally, so comfortable you feel like dozing off immidiately.
"I'm sure I can make you enjoy being human, Mams," you grin while nuzzling into his broad back, and closing your eyes for some relaxation.
I wonder how different the family would've been if Mammon died in place of Lilith.
Would Belphegor or Beel still feel responsible?
Would Lucifer be more stern and cold?
Okay, ow, first off, how dare you
This is some top tier angst
Secondly, OW AGAIN
Because, while Lilith’s death was a tragedy in its own right- the loss of the baby of the family- Mammon’s death would be a tragedy filled with endless regret.
Even in the celestial realm, Mammon was typically the scapegoat for all their jokes and even their temper. So if he had been the one to die, everyone and I mean everyone would drag that guilt down to the devildom to suffer for all their harsh words for eternity.
Lilith dying was a travesty, but she was always endless adored and spoiled by all the brothers. But Mammon? I imagine even as angels he couldn’t escape from the teasing and straight up questionable abuse. And every sibling would have to live wondering why they couldn’t have been just a bit nicer, why they couldn’t have treated him with a bit of mercy. Why they wasted all their time “hating” him instead of loving him.
And Lucifer...as we know, Mammon was the sibling that helped drag Lucifer out of his own head after the war. If Mammon had been the one who died, I imagine if Lilith couldn’t encourage him enough, the Lucifer we knew would’ve died off completely. Cold, colder than we’ve ever known him. So much so, he doesn’t even take care of his siblings anymore, they hardly see him, he can’t consider them family. It hurts too much. He can’t trust himself to keep them save any longer.
He can’t sleep. All he can see is his little brother’s empty face. He promised, he swore he would save him. And now he was gone. Mammon had been with him the longest...by his side ever since he was barely taller than his hip. Now it was all gone.
Lilith is the thin string keeping the family together but the ties are weak. With the second eldest gone, the first in too much grief to care, and the third in self-isolation, Satan has to mostly be “raised” by himself, which I’m sure changes his entire personality. I’m sure Beel, Belphie, and Lilith mostly keep to themselves.
Because in the end, Mammon might’ve had a troublesome personality, but he was always positive. Greeting most everyone with a smile. And even if they got in fights, Mammon was always making sure his brothers were doing something. Stealing, getting into trouble, somehow it brought everyone together, even if it was at Mammon’s misfortune. Because the only thing the siblings could ever agree on was their feelings about the second-born. Their lives are too quiet now. Much too quiet.
When you're feeling alone, when you're sad, scared, lost, when you feel broken please try and remember this.
Your comfort character? Would absolutely adore you. They would think you were amazing, flaws and all. They would sit with you when you cried, they'd help you through every hardship.
They're here sweetheart, they're waiting for you, waiting for you to find the new story of your love, to revisit how you first met. They're so ready to fall in love with you all over again, and they will. Because they adore you. So please take care or yourself sweet one, they'd be so lost without you.
So what will it be tonight, friends to lovers? A/B/O? The one bed trope? Found family? Will you find eachother again after a time apart? Will it be smut or fluff? Love at first sight? Enemies to lovers? It's always exciting to start again isn't it? To rediscover how much you adore them.
I hope tomorrow is easier to live through than today, that you find that fic you're looking for, that safe place to land.
Remember your comfort character believes in you and so do I, the random girl on Tumblr, scrolling along with you, trying to make sure no one feels as alone as when they started. You are loved, matter, you are worth everything.
Rest in peace blood God. You were the one that motivate me into playing Minecraft again and made my day everytime you upload. You have inspired so many people. Goodbye and thank you for everything, Techno.
