#obm swd

[mamma-mia-mammon]

@mammonbignaturals "mammon explaining why the mlm “business” he bought into isn’t a pyramid scheme like that one scene from the office" post got to me ok

[bugwithakeyboard]

I finished the poll fics, one for each char in order if demand, but now- now i am free to freak out about long haired barbie and do requests and sequels. But first- something self indulgent.

Mammon x Gn!Reader! Rated T for the process of parenthood. Just the concept. Lemme dream. Dang.

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"You'd make a good dad, Mamm'." the thought spills out and it pauses his hand on your head. You'd both just gotten back from a party and you were feeling a little worn out from the dancing and noise. Being here, laid out on his chest while he let you decompress before changing- it was comfortable and domestic. The thought had just spurred in your mind that if you two had a child, this would probably make them feel safe. He doesn't interrupt so you continue with your train of thought.

"My Mammon is always so good to me." It's half mumbled against his expensive shirt. "You always encourage me and try to take care of me. I love you." And you mean it. The two of you have been together for a few years now and despite practically being attached at the hip, you can never get enough of him. It makes sense you'd imagine a family, even if it's just once and if tonight had proven anything, it was that the man was nurturing and paid attention. Not that you ever doubted that for a second.

"Remember when Asmo ripped his blouse earlier?" He doesn't respond, but the question was rhetorical anyway "You matched your outfit to his just in case. You're so good, baby" He makes a weak noise but you're back in the memory. Asmodeus had flaunted a loose, bell-sleeved top made of a translucent mesh. While it was super fashionable, it had gotten caught on several things through the house before you'd even left- it was inevitable that it would get damaged. After seeing his brother's outfit for the night, Mammon had made a comment and rushed back to change, said he noticed a stain, but you caught immediately that any part of his outfit could swap with the fifth born's and still look good. It was intentional- most things were when Mammon was being responsible.

It had ripped- obviously- and your boyfriend casually swapped his jacket for the shirt, consoled his brother with a disinterested expression, and rushed to a V.I.P booth to mend the garment in secret. It had made you melt and saved Asmo's night, you made out with Mammon after that. "The party was really fun, but I think you were the highlight." Shuffling up his torso, you consider if you want to continue where you'd left off in the booth and give him a soft kiss instead. He'd end it early if he were too tired, but you hadn't expected him to not reciprocate at all.

Letting your eyes flutter open, you take in his expression with your own confused one. "Mamm'?" His jaw is insanely tense, and his face is the brightest red you've ever seen on him. Pulled into a thin line, his mouth stays shut and you try to find the point in which you'd embarrassed him. "Baby, what are you making that face for?" You lean down to kiss him again and when you put your hand up to cup his cheek, he shoves his face into it and screws his eyes shut. It feels like a child being too shy to say hello and you giggle involuntarily. "Hey, it's just me, yeah?" He groans into your palm but says nothing else.

He was adorable and his reaction has you feeling fluffy and sweet. Relaxing, you let your body curl against his and kiss his cheek a few times. It must have been commenting on his helping Asmo, but he'd been so generous all day. It's very rarely that you get to tease him so effectively and you decide that it's best to seize these opportunities when you can. "You remember how hard you worked today? All so we could even go out to the party at all?" There's another weak little noise and you giggle again, offering more, soft kisses to his cheek and tight jaw. "Lucifer was really grateful. He relies on you a lot, huh?"

Lucifer had been swamped with paperwork when Asmo had invited everyone to the party. He'd said nothing and then resigned to his study while everyone discussed the evening. If Mammon hadn't been in your lap when it happened, then you wouldn't even have noticed him disappear to chase the man. You sought them out two hours later with a snack and some coffee, intent on confirming if your boyfriend still wanted to go out. It was sweet to see him so focused on the work, especially since he was only doing it to help out his older brother. Standing in the doorway, you watched them for a moment and when Lucifer finally beckoned you over, it was with an easier disposition than he'd had all week. After a break, he'd even agreed to take a break and join everyone at the party for a short while.

"You looked so cute," you kiss a line up to his ear, keeping your voice low and sweet as you go "When you were trying to hold in how happy you were. Lucifer got to come have fun, and it was all thanks to you. My Mammon is so, so good." He whines and you giggle, continuing to kiss along his pulse, down to his collar. He'd been holding you before you started your torment and now you could feel exactly how much you were affecting him by how tight his grip had become. Though there were no words, you could practically hear him screaming and whining with each thing you had to say.

"And earlier this week" He makes a little sobbing noise "You brought Beel a snack during a test because you knew he was working hard?" More kisses and he writhes around beneath you "And when Levi won his fan event and got to meet a voice actor, you recorded all of his shows for him?" When you reach his sternum, you shuffle his jacket off his shoulders with some difficulty. It's hard to do when he refuses to let go of you, and when you try again, he pulls you so close you can hardly move. Laughing only tenses him further but then his nose is against your neck and he's finally responding to you.

"Yer tryna' kill me, aren't ya?" It's wobbly and soft and for a moment you're worried he's gonna deflate. Nuzzling against him is your answer but he let you ramble on so you stay quiet so he can do the same. "What's wrong with ya? Talkin' about my brothers- callin' me good- you even said I'd be-" He groans and grips you tight, then rolls you over so you're pressed into the back of the couch- trapped between the comfortable upholstery and his flustered skin. "I love you. I can't keep fallin' anymore- stop tryna' make me!" It's a whine and you think he might be tearing up.

Pressed together on his couch, you pet his hair and hold each other so close it almost hurts. Your boyfriend seems to be catching his breath, but you can't imagine what knocked it out of him. He makes little noises and grips you so tight it's a little painful, but you wouldn't want to be anywhere else in the world than in the arms of your lover and he clearly feels the same. "I love you Mammon" and he groans again before pressing you further into the couch. When you whine, he relents but never really lets go. He never reveals his face to you, hiding seems to be the only way he can find the courage to say romantic things.

"What am I supposed to do when you say all that stuff and look at me like I'm precious? Yer gonna set me on fire like that." He bites at your shoulder softly. "I can't get enough of ya. The way you smell, sound- the way ya taste and feel... I want it all, I want you forever. Yer mine- I'm yours. Just-" He swallows audibly and you kiss his crown to encourage him. "Just havin' ya here with me and my family is everything and I still want more." Mammon sounds almost dismayed by that and you find concern prod at the back of your mind, but before you can what else you could give him, he pulls away from your shoulder and manages to look you straight in the eyes.

Saphire blue stares you down and electricity dances up your spine. Something about the way he looks at you feels heavy, intense, and pointed. "I want ya. I want us." Suddenly, your mouth is dry and you lick your lips to try and solve the problem. His eyes dart to it a moment and you're sure the night won't end in making out, regardless of whether he's exhausted from the day. "If..." Blue falls away from you a moment, a moment's hesitation in his conviction "If yer thinkin' about..." He has to shut his eyes to say the next part "Kids... Then I- If it's with you, I mean..." Again, the demon's face flushes a deep red and you feel a lock click open in your head.

"Not now." The quickness seems to surprise him, but he's pushed passed the embarrassment a bit. "I do. With you. I want everything you could give me, baby, but for now..." Leaning in, you two share a soft, languid kiss and he melts into you, his tension oozing away until you're pressed together like puzzle pieces. "For now, I just want us. I want you and this and I want to be free to do whatever we want, whenever." When your boyfriend is responsible, it stirs a fire deep inside you that drives you crazy. Seeing him act like a reliable man, one who notices things and pays attention to the needs of others, makes you feel secure and seen in your love. Everything he offers you is considered and thoughtful and while that can translate into something more, it doesn't need to. Not while you're still enjoying the alone time you two get to spend like this.

He nods along to your words, but you can see a small pout forming on his lips. Your man had clearly taken well to the idea you think he'd be a good dad. It warms your stomach again, and just as it travels a little deeper you hear his soft, rumbling voice. "And... what do you wanna do now?" Blue dips deeper in shade and you feel yourself sinking into offer he's making.

"Right now?" He nods, waiting for your answer "You" Then he's leaning forward and kissing you deep and messy. He loves you so much, and you can feel it in every kiss and caress. One day, that may result in something else- a different kind of family- but for now, with his hands finding their way under your clothes, you decide that Mammon's efforts can be best spent on you- and if every time you call him 'good' seems to make him fall just a little further in love with you, then you’re happy to see how deep you get before the change.

[catsinnamon]

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[allknowingaxolotl]

Idk man. Demon form teef,,,,,

(No Lucifer bc I think I did him in another post already??? Also I got lazy

[rosesnink]

Lalit is a gorgeous woman.

No, really, she is!

With an otherworldly, ethereal beauty, she attracts the attention of many. The Prince of Devildom, her fiancé, is no less.

And yes, dating a beautiful woman like her is many people's dream!

But there are also downsides to it.

Like today, when they were having lunch at one of the best bistros nearby the House of Lords. Most people stare at her. And Diavolo can't blame them. It is impossible to look away from her. But there is this one particular lord who's always opposed him that seems to be ogling at her.

Diavolo isn't the kind to cause a scene. It is unbecoming of a future king like him. So he just ignores it while focusing on his beautiful fiancé. They are laughing about a failed prank by Satan when the man in question approaches her, blocking her view of Diavolo, and speaks smugly “You know, a beautiful girl like you can do better than a weakling like him.” He hands her his card “Call me when you're done. I'll show you what a real demon is like.”

Lalit was raised right as well. Even though, deep down he knows she wants to slap him, she gives him a polite, yet sharp look and takes the card, nodding in acknowledgement of his presence.

When he leaves, she rolls her eyes and looks at Diavolo again, her dusty pink eyes full of the love and adoration she has for him. She keeps talking about the prank, but what he said bugs Diavolo.

Back at the Castle, after changing into their pyjamas, Lalit finally asks him “Beloved, are you still reeling over what that idiot said?”

He gives her an apologetic smile and approaches her, standing in front of their bed “I know I shouldn't, but I can't help but think if you could do better than me...”

Lalit sighed, cursing in Tamil under her breath and then placed her hands on his chest “Let me ask you something, my love. Whom do I kiss at every turn?”

“Well... Me.”

“Whom do I say 'I love you' thousands of times a day?”

“Me...”

“Whose ring do I have on my finger?”

“...Mine.”

She, who was kneeling on the bed, propped herself up to his face, tracing his lips, then asked “And on whose bed do I lay with every night without fault?”

He swallowed, the tension between them palpitating “M-mine.”

She chuckled “Then why bother thinking about some idiot who thinks has a chance? And even if there was someone better for me, I don't want them. I want you, Diavolo, Prince of Devildom. Nobody else. Alright?”

He didn't reply. Instead, he kissed her, taking off her red silky pyjamas he had bought, spreading her on the bed.

Because she had a point. She was his, soon forevermore, and no one could change that.

a/n: first ficlet of lalit and dia!!! please lmk your thoughts! may publish more hehehe. mind you, i'm a slowass writer sksksks

[tunggu-july]

school boyfriends for me and the other six solotan enjoyers part 1 | part 2 here

drawing base credits under cut

@/mold_19

@/mizmizuag, now @/mizmizbbyo

[gennabi]

Moot now it's time for YOU to yap about YOUR FAVS 🫵

SORRY IM LATE, I GOT BUSY 😭😭 THANK YOU FOR THE ASKKK 🥲🥹💗💗

generally, i mostly daydream myself in a poly relationship with solomon-simeon. other times, it's with solomon-satan. or with all three at one, solomon-simeon-satan. because i can. and luke is my very cute and easy to tease little brother. because of the way i view relationships, the term r/s here doesn't necessarily have to mean romantic in nature: sometimes i imagine we're in a qpr or just very close friends and go about my day aha.

so being in a relationship with them... hmm. well.

solomon — i honestly think it'd be a miracle if he even were to confess. he seems like someone who's content with keeping his distance, not because he wants to, but when you're a human who lives that long, there are just some things that he ends up letting go due to believing it's not for him in the first place. that being said, he does likes to challenge.... well, everything? i hc that's his way of finding stimulation?? which is why he can be such a big dork and a tease. he's not the type to make up troubles, but doesn't mind being one. from his pov, it'd probably isn't troublesome given his capacity of a sorcerer but i'd figure he just goes 'oh. wow. haha. 😊' every time he coincidentally ends up in a trouble. when does he ever not

so on the note that we do get together, a person who's good at that intricate push-and-pull nature of his would excite him. not going to lie, if he's real, i'll be so stressed because on the outside, he does seems to take everything so lightly. but canonly it's also shown that he has his own limits no matter how strangle-able he is lol. at the end of the day, if you're safe and sound, that's what matters most to him.

and when you actually know each other more, the more he becomes a softie. there's just something about him learning about relationships and not everything has to be contracts uweuwuuwuee. it's going to take a long, long, long, time for him to actually trusts you but when it does, he's going to be just a puddle of gooey thing on the floor for you.

simeon — honestly, your description of being with him took every words out of my mouth haha. (tldr he can be generally sweet and caring but does have a strict temper of his own.) so i honestly don't know what else to say. though i do believe he's not the type to leave his partner feeling unloved before sleep, so if you do end up being in an argument with him, he'll be right there (or not, depending on what comforts you more) to still remind you that he loves you through little ways.

satan — NOW. out of these three, i think he's the fastest to get into a relationship with. lolll. by no means the easiest but when you pay attention to him, things that he gets easily worked up with, no matter how small are always things he has a love for: cats, detectives, stories, etc etc. so its really obvious to know he likes you rather than the previous two more sly (?) ones.

that being said, i don't think he's the type to jump into a relationship either right after discovering his feelings. for a period, he will simply watch you and watch you and watch you. before actually making a move. what would make it faster though is he gets a confirmation that you don't see him as lucifer (duh), no matter how deeply intertwined the two are. my guy with such low self esteem issues, hiding behind a mask of intelligence tsk tsk.

and when you do get together, i hc his bursts of wrath will be more often. it's a part of him that he suppresses so much and when you're actually with a safe space / person, you just tend to break more even though you thought you're healing. (as an outsider to satan, this is obvious but not to him yk.) and this is scandalous idk but we need more rage in the world. some things can't be fixed with just toxic positivity and peace. rage is good because it shows that things affect others. although, he does have to work on that because not every thing deserves your time and energy to lash at. if he does accidentally hurts you by his words, he will apologize and be filled with guilt for like forever but hey, baby steps amirite. (😊💀)

luke — ouuuu you will definitely be bombarded with sweets and pastries. 'try this! try that!' he says. there's an innocence to him that i really like, (maybe this is just the oldest sibling in me speaking lol) but he kind of gives me hope in terms that kids will be kids. and it's very heartwarming to see him grow. he's quick to judge people and has a huge load of ego. very little brother shaped. and yet, he still admits mistakes, though tries hard to make up for it. when you get really close, things like cuddling together and brushing his hair is just the norm (*´▽｀*)

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