#mammorons

[mikumana]

Nightmare!

“Nightmare: share your favorite demon/memory card!”

I really like these ones!! If you can't tell, I love Mammon so much! <3 by the way, I actually don't have any of these haha

[myamoonie]

Mammorons w/ mammon

[kireihan]

[fic] anosaa

ship: mammon x reese

words: 1,332

summary: while the others sang of loving words, or laughed over silly phrases, he could only look down at the markings that simply mocked him.

a/n: no plot only word vomit but i love them anyways, also wow?? actual written content from me that isn’t a spicy mtl? hell yee

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“Soulmates. They say it’s a wonderful thing, to meet another being, handcrafted by the universe to perfectly complement you. To make an incomplete being whole. Theorists say that during the big bang, two atoms-”

“Catch a load of that bullshit.” He turned off the TV. Falling back into his chair, Reese covered his eyes with the back of his wrist, the remote falling to the group with a sharp clatter. Whatever, he could pick it up later. Swinging his legs over the armrest, Reese hung his head back and stared at the poster covered wall as the blood rushed to his head. “Maybe I’ll just sleep like this tonight, my bed is cold anyways.” he said to nobody. Reese lived alone after all. Feeling bitter, Reese sat up properly again, feeling lightheaded as the blood rushed out. Why was he even in this sort of mood again?

Oh that’s right. Soulmates. Everyone seemed to have one. He had been reminded of this unwittingly by his online friend that he had been gaming with earlier. “Look at this! Matching armor! We could be like soulmates in this game.” Reese had simply laughed it off, although his mood was now spoiled. Apologizing, Reese had saved and logged off. 

The plan had been to make some dinner, more specifically another pot of instant ramen. While waiting for water to boil, Reese had pulled out his phone and scrolled through his feeds on Instagram and Twitter. Opening the stories, he was met with images of happy people holding and showing off their colorful soulmate marks on their wrists. The phone was immediately put away, he didn’t want to go there. Putting the boiled water aside, Reese opted for some icecream. He couldn’t be assed to cook anymore. If his stomach hurt in the morning it hurt in the morning.

Lazily lounging on his bed, Reese rolled onto his side and blinked as his phone lit up with a new notification. It was his coworker friend.

reese! guess what! i found my soulmate!

A bitter taste formed in his mouth.

aaaaa that’s great! 

This wasn’t fair.

I know right~ and he’s wonderful! lemme spill the tea hold on hgfjkdghsl

He should be happy for his friend. Deciding to just read whatever she sent in the morning, Reese put his phone down. His light blue eyes glanced over the words on his wrist.

Or the lack thereof. 

The bold, gothic-font looking wisps stared back at him. They were still black, dull, and nonsensical. “Seriously.” Reese grumbled, seeing how the tattoo he got over it was fading once again. Everyone was born with their soulmate’s first words to them on their inner wrist, whether it was French, Chinese, English, Arabic, German- but no. Not him. He was delightfully blessed with these weird symbols. They didn’t match any language. He had researched on Quora, posted on Reddit and joined a few communities that helped you find your soulmate. Yet no lead, nothing. Reese had given up a years or two ago. He couldn’t remember. 

Rolling over, he hugged a pillow, burying his face into the soft material. “Maybe this is the universe telling I’ll just die alone or something,” he laughed out loud. It wasn’t funny, and before he knew it, memories were flooding into his mind and out onto his pillow. 

“Ew that is that?! Teacher he’s creepy! He doesn’t even have words!”

Stop it.

“Don’t worry, you don’t need someone to make you whole. You can live by yourself.”

I know, but I’m lonely

“Why can’t you just be normal? You’re so weird with your cringe hair and strange symbols.”

I want to be normal too.

This sucked. Reese snuggled under the blankets, closing his eyes and curling up, his arms still holding tightly around the pillow. Hearing a rustling noise, Reese decided that was too much thinking. If it was the stalker breaking into his home from that joke letter he replied to about 2 weeks ago then so be it. Maybe they would be his soulmate. 

Never in his wildest dreams would be imagine being in Hell. Or whatever they called it. Devildom? RAD? Was this an illusion? Did he get killed by a stalker that broke into his house? “I’m sure you’re all feeling very shocked-”

“I- phhfsh yeAh-” Reese stuttered, looking at the self-called demon in front of him. He turned to the other humans in the room and tried to figure out what was even happening anymore. They simply looked back at him and shook their heads. After a long explanation that Reese had a hard time following, they were suddenly. being paired up. A black haired girl went with “Satan” and the demon called Asmodeus led a cheerful freckled girl out of the hall. One by one they were paired up, leaving Reese alone. Again. 

“Ah, there seems to be a mix up, give us a few minutes.” Diavolo smiled apologetically, checking a list and talking to the demon next to him. The black haired one, Lucifer frowned and sighed, pulling out a phone and calling someone. Reese stood there a little dumbfounded. After some angry yelling and quiet threats, Lucifer hung up the phone. 

“Mammon will be here in just a few moments-”

“I’M HERE-” a loud voice echoed in the room, following a loud slamming open of the door. Reese wasn’t able to properly see who entered before the white haired man was up in Lucifer’s face complaining. Ah, he must be Mammon. “Now why do I have to do this? You know I’ve got things to do! The Great Mammon-” yep, definitely Mammon. “-is too busy to look after some human! Oi! Stop looking at me like that, wait fine I’ll do it....”

“Anosa, I’m not just doing this because I’m scared of lucifer or anything-” Mammon turned around to address Reese, and indignant pout on his face. Reese could feel his breath hitch slightly. As confusing as the whole thing was, the men in the room were certainly fine as fuck, but this one. This one took the bill. Even so, the words stung slightly. “So just listen to what I say and don’t give me trouble, ya hear me??”

“I’d throw my wallet at you-” Reese muttered under his breath, before clearing his throat. Mammon tilted his head a little bit, not clearly hearing what Reese said. Reese’s face flushed a bright red, and he held up his hands. “Wait no no no I’m sorry, but I’m sure I can figure out my way around so you really don’t have to or anything, I’ll just find a directory or something.” Reese ran his fingers through his purple hair nervously, suddenly feeling self conscious. Mammon grabbed Reese’s wrist suddenly, disbelief etched on his face. “Wha-what is it.”

“This is Devilspeak.” Mammon muttered in disbelief, and Reese blinked. Nani the fuck did Mammon say? Looking down at the gothic font, it had bloomed into a brilliant mix of rainbow colors. It had activated. Mammon immediately dropped Reese’s wrist and pulled up his sleeve, looking giddy. On his inner wrists was some english words, also blooming the rainbow colors. 

“I think we match!” Match? It was activated? Reese furrowed his eyebrows, eaning in to see what was written on Mammon’s wrist. Sure enough, there it was. I’d throw my wallet at you. Mammon looked back up at Reese and smiled widely, his white teeth flashing. He looked as if he was a puppy offered 50 treats. Reese felt his stomach sink. So this was his legacy. “So will you actually do it- Ow! Hey!” Mammon was cut off by Lucifer smacking him across the back of the head quite hard.

“How strange, we were wondering why that appeared on him a while ago.” Lucifer leaned over Mammon’s shoulder and looked over the colorful markings. “It’s been a while since demon’s have gotten these.”

“This is Mammon, second born brother and the Avatar of Greed. He seems to be your soulmate.”

[welcome-to-the-dreamy]

Lucifer: Good morning everyone

Mammon: What if mayonnaise came in cans?

Reese: That would suck since you can’t microwave metal

Lucifer: Good morning to everyone except you two

[welcome-to-the-dreamy]

Levi: Reese, do you like your popcorn sweet or salty?

Reese, looking at Mammon: I want it like him

Mammon: awww

Levi: They don't sell ugly popcorn.

[welcome-to-the-dreamy]

interviewer: So, let me get this straight, you and Reese have been dating for 4 years

Mammon: Theres nothing straight about it actually

[welcome-to-the-dreamy]

Sen: So how's married life?

Reese: Mammon got drunk and tried set our marriage certificate on fire

Reese: he said "good luck trying to return me if you haven't got the receipt!"

[kireihan]

Quarantine Mammorons

fucking classic ofc hgjfhdkj i love them

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1) Who adapts easily to working from home, and who's climbing the walls?

mammon is climbing the walls and mooching off reese but he does that already anyways

2) Who wants to take advantage of not having to stand apart when they go outside on a walk because they've been quarantined together anyway, and who's so paranoid of getting yelled at by strangers (whether that scares or just irritates them) that they insist the pair of them still walk six feet apart?

REESE IS PARANOID 100000% and mammon is like “bruh pls”

Who gets really into cooking?

mammon bc reese eats nothing but like not good food and mammon be getting real tired of this shit

Who gets really into a TV show they'd never thought to watch before?

mammon!!!

Who starts doing improbable musical performances on the balcony/fire escape/by the front window/in the backyard?

honestly they both just be belting out the window together

Who gets the idea that now's a great or at least practical time to get a buzzcut, and does the other try to talk them out of it, sigh "it's your hair" and relinquish all responsibility, or offer to help so it's even?

mammon decides he wants to match reese and reese is like “,,aye bro join me” and they have the fucking idea that since reese’s hair is purple mammon should dye in orange and they call themselves twins 2.0 and belphie reports their twitter account for identity theft AND THEY ACTUALLY GOT SUSPENDED LMAOO

Who starts keeping a journal and calling it their apocalypse log?

mammon because he's says a “journal” is too boring

Who makes sure they can video chat with everyone else in their lives and who is baffled by technology?

reese. mammon is boomer

Who gets into social media arguments reminding strangers to self-isolate?

reese!!! he wants this to be over already so he can step outside for 3 seconds then isolate again hgjfdkgl

Who starts making weird videos two days in?

does it count if reese is already making shitpost videos

Whose sleep schedule goes totally off the rails?

can’t derail a sleep schedule if you dont have one, so it’s mammon. reese is like “aye”

If they're in a relationship, do they start sleeping together more often?

bold of you to assume they aren’t. if mammon stayed with anybody else during quarantine, by the 3rd day he’s sleeping forever oop