#mammon fluff
This is a pretty random idea, but I was in a fluffy mood (what a surprise-) and I also wanted to draw Gemma (Mammon’s and MC/Camy’s daughter) so here is some family scenario for them: basically the sketch is about Gemma’s first day at RAD, with MC(Camy) documenting the event while Mammon didn’t take the idea of his baby growing up so fast very well-
(I tried my best to shade and color everything in a decent way, but I’m not really satisfied with the result):
Hope it’s okay enough have a nice day/night and stay safe everyone!✨
It’s been a long time since I last posted something here on Tumblr and I’m very sorry about the lack of Mammon content from me in these months,but between university and various art blocks,I had quite a hard time coming up with good sketch ideashowever,in these days I was able to draw something and while this sketch was supposed to be for Valentine’s Day,well…better now than never I guess(I also kinda tried a new style for the occasion). Anyway,here is some Mammon×MC(Camy) fanart:
I know, it isn’t the most romantic idea ever, moreover I found the quotes in the first mini comic from a prompt generator, but I tried my best and I thought it would suit these two dorks just fine. In any case, have a nice day/night and stay safe everyone!✨
This is my first attempt at drawing and coloring in a more manga style,but I wanted to do something a bit different to celebrate New Year,so it was worth the shot I guess and I tried my best even if the lineart looks blurry(however I’m late..again..not surprising,but still-)
Anyway,here’s some fluff with fireworks between Mammon and Camy(my MC) to start 2022:
Hope it’s okay enoughhave a nice day/night and stay safe everyone!✨
This is a very random and rushed sketch,but I saw a cute prompt/quote on internet and immediately thought of our first man✨(idk if someone else has already done something similar,I hope not-):
Mammon in lesson 1:
Mammon literally in lesson 4 already:
I don’t know, I thought it was funny(I also added my MC Camy because…well-)
Anyway have a nice day/night and stay safe everyone!
Me: *trying to draw merman Mammon and pirate MC just for fun*
Also me: *notices that 11/11 is Pocky Day out of nowhere* oh cool…WAIT IT’S TODAY-
I know I’m once again late, but at least not so much this time. And yes, I’m aware this sketch is very ugly and messy,but I drew everything in a rush due to having another project in progress (which is a Obey Me mermaid AU doodle…even if it isn’t summer anymore-). Anyway here’s a messy digital sketch of Mammon and MC (Camy) being dorks on Pocky Day,even wasting their last pocky out of embarrassment…but that’s not gonna stop Mammon from getting his kisses:
And well…that’s ita bit cringe I guess,but I didn’t have other ideas in mind. In any case,I hope you still enjoyed it,please have a nice day night and stay safe everyone!
I have the feeling that Mammon wouldn’t be too happy about a MC with insomnia,because:
(1) It’s bad for his human health! Humans need sleep and as their first, it’s his job to make sure they get enough of it! (He just worries a lot when he sees MC tired,but he would never admit such a thing-)
(2) who is he supposed to cuddle in bed if his human isn’t there?! He gets lonely, you know? (Again,he would find another excuse to make MC sleep in his bed rather than confessing the truth,something like: “Humans get cold at night,right? Well doncha worry! Why? Because I will let ya stay in my warm room since I’m that great and generous!”)
Here is for example a quick demonstration sketch of how Mammon gets Camy(MC),who has a fucked up sleep schedule, to sleep:
The only way to make sure Camy sleeps is basically trapping her to the bed(just because she doesn’t want to risk waking Mammon up-). Anyway I hope you all enjoyed this silly sketchhave a nice day/night and stay safe everyone!✨
I know I’m so late for Mammon’s birthday,but I never drew a “digital” comic so it took me a really long time in order to finish this sketch. The line art looks kinda blurry and the shading sucks because I’m still learning,but I tried my best I also decided this was the right opportunity to introduce Mammon’s and Camy’s future child: “Gemma” (the avatar of despair. She was born like Satan in a sense,but in her case she wasn’t conceived from wrath-). Anyway I hope the comic is good enough p.s:(“Mamma” means “Mom” and “Papà” means “Dad” in Italian)
I hope in the future I will be able to draw and color better,in any case I hope you enjoyed have a nice day/night and stay safe everyone!✨
Mammon x GN!Mc
Its currently midnight when im making this and I was hit with inspiration so here is a fluff fic where Mammon cheers Mc up after a bad day ♥︎
As soon as Mc stepped foot into their room, the walked to their bed, and sat down on it, covering their face with a pillow and screaming.
In their opinion, this entire day was a load of BS. Getting threatened by demons? Yeah, they could handle that. But when they tried to run away from them and got lectured by Lucifer for running in the halls for over an hour? Yeah that absolutely sucked. That was only the first thing that happened that day, and at this point they just wanted to anything but be reminded they exist.
Mammon, who came to check on his human, as per usual, and realized how distressed Mc was. He stood by their door for a second, before getting an idea, and walked into their room.
“Hey, Mc, stop moping to yourself! The Great Mammon is here!” He said, grinning at them, sat beside them, and slung an arm around their shoulder.
Mc just looked over at him, and sighed. “Mammon, can’t you tell I’m really not in the mood for whatever dumb thing you’re gonna do next?” They said, sounding incredibly annoyed, somewhat catching Mammon off guard.
“Hey, come on, get out of that RAD uniform and get in some casual clothes. I’m gonna teach you how to have fun: Mammon Style.” He said, standing up, dragging Mc up with him.
Mc gave him a glare, before sighing and giving in. “Alright, alright. I’ll have fun with whatever ‘Mammon Style’ is.”
Mammon nodded, and took his arm of their shoulders. “Thats what we like to hear! Get dressed and meet me at the front door with your wallet!” He said, quickly walking out of their room.
Mc sighed, and closed the door to their room, wondering what they just got themself into.
After their not-so-quick change, they grabbed their wallet, and walked out to the front door, standing by Mammon.
He perked up as soon as he saw them, but quickly hid his expression. “Whats the big idea leaving me waiting for so long like that! A lot of people would kill for The Great Mammon’s time!” He said, putting his hands on his hips.
“The RAD uniform is a pain to take off,” they said, walking to the door and opening it, “don’t we need to tell Lucifer we’re heading out?”
Mammon scoffed. “That jerk? We don’t have to tell him anything! We’re supposed to be having fun out here!k,” he said, walking out of the house, “anyways, you did bring your wallet right?”
Mc rolled their eyes, and held it up. “Yes, I did. Did you?”
He grinned, and held up his bright yellow wallet, which looked very empty. “Yep!”
Mc raised an eyebrow, and put the wallet back in their pocket. “Ok then, didn’t expect that,” they mumbled under their breath, “well, what ia having fun 'Mammon Style’?”
Mammon held up Goldie, and smirked, “I’m glad you asked! Today, we’re gonna spend a bit of cash on you!” He said, throwing an arm around their shoulder.
Mc looked very confused, “Aren’t you, like, dirt poor?”
Mammon huffed, “No! But thats why I asked you to bring your wallet. Why do you think I asked you to bring your wallet? I know its full of Grimm, and that’s all Mammons doing, baby!”
Mc nodded, “You put Grimm in my wallet, and not in yours. That makes total sense.”
He scoffed at them, and shook his head, “No, no, no, no. Whenever I lik-… choose someone, they’ll be filthy rich! Still don’t know how it works or why I can’t use it on myself though…”
Mc nodded, and looked at Mammon, “Well then, lets just go have fun, 'Mammon Style’.”
After almost 5 hours of Mc and Mammon spending all their Grimm on food, clothes, and decorations for themselves, they finally decided to head back to the House of Lamination with all of their stuff. They knew they would get interrogated by Lucifer at the front door, he’d been texting them quite a bit through out their spending but they had ignored it, so they jumped in the window closest to the staircase that went to the hall with Mammons room, and laid out everything they bought for themself.
“Hey, Mammon, you wanna try some of the chocolates we got?” Mc asked, holding up light blue chocolate box they had just pulled out of a bag.
“Is that even a question you have to ask me? Yeah!” Mammon said, setting aside some of the bags, and dragging Mc to the couch in his room, and turned on his TV.
Mc gave him a smile, and leaned against his shoulder. They absentmindedly opened the chocolates, as Mammon put an arm around their shoulders.
“Hey, Mammon. Thank you.” Mc said, wrapping one of their arms around his waist and burying their face into his side. “I had a good time today.”
Mammon was incredibly flustered, and glanced away from them, “W-Well, You were being so negative I could practically feel it from my room! I’m surprised it didn’t effect everyone in a ten mile radius! It was killing my mood!” He said frantically, trying to think of an excuse.
Mc laughed, and lightly hit him, “Ok, ok, if I’m about to 'kill your mood’ again, I’ll let you know so you can cheer me up again.”
Mammon blushed furiously, and it took him a few seconds before he wrapped both his arms around them, resting his chin on their head, before saying a very soft, “I’m glad I made you feel better.
Ack- sorry if this was short/not very good but i was hit with inspiration and Mammon love so i too,, anyway here is a picture of mammon for the end
Pairing: Mammon x Gender Neutral! Main Character
Content Warning: None
Word Count:1.2k+
Authors Note: I’m back on my Mammon bullshit, y’all. Ever since starting Obey Me, I keep fluctuating between Luci and Mammon being my number one, but Mammon’s been keeping me in a chokehold lately. I could go on and on as to why, but I’ll save that for another time.
Anyways, thanks for reading, y’all! I hope you enjoy! <33
© 2021, takeaslicex. All Rights Reserved.
If you would’ve told the Avatar of Greed a thousand years ago that he’d be frozen in place for over fifteen minutes deciding whether or not to buy the red or the blue roses for a mere human, he would’ve knocked you out cold and laughed in your face while he stole all of your Grimm.
But this, Mammon assumed, had to be the biggest decision he’s made in his lifetime.
Forced to choose between the only two colors left in the shop, Mammon was dumbfounded. Red was clearly the obvious choice to get you, since it so clearly represented everything he has ever felt about you since the second he laid his eyes on you - desire, attraction, perfection, and love. When he saw you, he felt faint from loving you so much. He could feel it in his stomach, his heart, and his soul. Such an undeniable fact it was - but showing that sort of love is easier said than done. So, back to square one.
Mammon’s eyes shifted to the blue roses as he sighed. What did the blue roses represent? Do they even have a meaning beyond something unique and fun to look at?! If there were a reason, it wasn’t coming to his attention - so he’d doubt you’d find any hidden reason behind it. You’d probably just think they were some cool, exotic Devildom flower, right? Hah! Exactly!
With about half a second of hesitation, his fingers slightly shifting to grab the red roses, he settled for the blue ones and began to check out.
Of course, Mammon wouldn’t be going through all this trouble for nothing. After you had returned to the Devildom after nearly a year of being gone once the exchange-student program ended, he had found himself more desperate for your attention - but so were his brothers. He had finally managed to score some alone time with you with a movie night in his room, and he wasn’t going to let that go to waste. Tonight was going to be unforgettable - and not a damn thing was going to get in the way of that.
“Now listen, you damn bastard,” Mammon huffed to himself as he trudged through the streets of the Devildom. “You ain’t going to screw this night up, ya hear?!” Lord Diavolo, what am I doing talking to myself?!
His palms started to sweat, and he had to physically restrain himself from gripping the bouquet or roses so he wouldn’t break them in half by the stems. But as he got closer and closer to home where you were waiting for him, he could feel his heart beating oh so rapidly in his chest.
Once he had opened the door to the House of Lamentation, he thought his heart was going to jump out of his chest. Mammon made a quick beeline for his room before any of his brothers could tease him and put more doubt into his head than he already had - he was nervous enough without that.
“Get it together, man,” Mammon groaned, “You’re TheGreat Mammon, what are ya getting so worked up over a human for, huh?! They’re gonna love everything! Of course they would! You ain’t gonna screw a thing up!”
But once Mammon opened the door to his room, he was goner.
Because there you were. His breath caught in his throat the second he saw you, and you hardly had to do a thing to provoke such a reaction. You were just sitting there on his couch, scrolling through your phone while you lazily munched on the bowl of popcorn sitting on your lap, but Mammon couldn’t help but feel that familiar fuzzy feeling in his chest that he got every time he saw you. Breathtaking.
“Hey, you!” You beamed, quickly setting your phone and bowl of popcorn down on the table as you stood and walked over to greet him. “I was totally going to finish the popcorn if you hadn’t come sooner, you know… wait, do I sound like Beel?”
“Hey, no mentioning my brothers tonight! You’re mine, you hear? Tonight, I mean…” Mammon could feel his cheeks burning already, and he had half a mind to wipe it away like it was physically possible. “Anyways, I uh…” Mammon hesitantly extended the bouquet of blue roses out to you, hoping to Lord Diavolo that your eyes wouldn’t catch his fingers trembling. “I got ya these flowers, MC… I-I wanted tonight to be special, because… you’re special to me, and I’m real glad you’re back home, you know? Back where you belong. So… here. Take ‘em, I got ‘em just for you.”
Mammon watched your mouth gape open in awe, and he couldn’t miss the sparkle in your eyes for the world. Once again, Mammon felt faint with how crazy in love with you he was. He sure as hellmissed that look in your eyes, and he could hardly believe that he missed it for almost a year without dropping dead.
“Oh, Mammon, these are beautiful! You got these for me?” you grinned from ear to ear, now trying your hardest not to blush like a madman. “They’re gorgeous, thank you so much! But I didn’t get you anything, you should’ve told me we were exchanging gifts!”
“Hey now, it ain’t like that! You don’t have to get me a thing, okay?” The Avatar of Greed, not asking for something in return? Your existence is enough of a gift, MC. “I… I hope you like that they’re blue, MC. I know they ain’t traditional or anything, but… I saw them and I thought of ya.”
You grinned up in awe at him. “I love blue.”
Mammon’s mouth curved into the biggest grin. “I love you, too, MC.”
Now wait a damn minute.
Except you didn’t say “I love you”.
THE FUCK DID I SAY ABOUT SCREWING UP, HUH?!
And now, Mammon felt like he could drop dead.
If Mammon wasn’t blushing before, he was on fire now - and it was impossible to hide. “Now - wait! Ya didn’t hear what ya think ya heard, okay? I said ‘I love blue’ too, alright! Don’t go twisting my words around in that puny little human brain of yours, ya hear? Hey! Stop smiling at me like that, I said-”
Before Mammon could say another word, you pulled the Avatar of Greed down until his lips were on yours - without warning, and without thinking twice about it. But it was right. Oh, it was so right . Mammon needed your breath as much as he needed his own, because your lips felt like home. Your lips against his was where they belonged, where they needed to be, and Mammon swore he could stay like this for forever and ever.
Suddenly, Mammon’s little screw up didn’t feel like such a bad thing anymore.
Pulling away from the kiss, you rested your forehead against his and smiled. “Let’s just watch the movie now, okay?”
Mammon couldn’t believe he was able to force any words out of his mouth, but yet he prevailed. “Ya gonna kiss me like that and think I’ll be paying any attention to the damn movie? How cruel of ya, MC.”
How cruel indeed.
But luckily for Mammon, the movie was oh so quickly forgotten about.
**
Fun fact: Blue roses are often symbolized with both true love, and unrequited love. I thought this was fitting because Mammon’s lack of confidence around MC probably comes from thinking his love is unrequited, but also because Mammon’s love for MC is just so pure and true. So without thinking about it, the blue was such a better choice, you think? <3
Pairing: Mammon x Gender Neutral! Main Character
Content Warning: Character illness (common cold)
Word Count: 1.7k+
Authors Note: As always, thank you for the request! To answer your question - no, requests do not cost money, nor will they ever. Because of that, requests are done at my own time and if/when I find the inspiration to write them, but I will never charge money for requests.
Thanks for reading, y’all! I hope you enjoy!
© 2021, takeaslicex. All Rights Reserved.
If you weren’t so goddamn adorable and completely impossible to hate, Mammon would’ve cursed you for even making him consider missing a Saturday night at Caesars Palace. But alas, even with your stuffed-up nose and slight fever, Mammon somehow stillfound you hard to say no to.
Of course, he did still manage to say no to you, though only Lord Diavolo knows how hard that was. A Saturday night in Las Vegas with a more than generous sum on his human-realm credit card is hardly something that you can reject.
“C-Come on, human, you understand why I can’t stay, don’t ya?!” Mammon practically begged you to understand, allowing himself to sit on the very edge of your bed, desperately wishing he could peel his eyes off of your sad, human little body stuffed under a hundred blankets with a box of tissues by your bed before he felt any worse about the situation. “It’s Vegas, MC! Come on, don’t tell me you expect The Great Mammon to miss out on it! Besides, did’ja really think I wouldn’t spend my winnings on ya? I’ll take you out on a night in town once you’re feeling like yourself again! I promise ya!”
After an unexpected sniffle, you sighed. Honestly, you couldn’t lie and say it didn’t sting that Mammon was choosing a night out over you, because it did hurt. A part of you didn’t want to fault him - he’s the Avatar of Greed, so you can’t really blame him for giving into his sin, but still. It hurts. If he’s so willing to go against Lucifer’s wishes to take care of you while you’re ill to go out and gamble instead, then you weren’t going to argue with something that he was so clearly set on.
“Mammon, it’s fine,” you inwardly groaned at how weak and pathetic you sounded just then, and how it was practically a lie, but he said nothing about either. “It’s not a big deal, I promise. You got six other brothers who can help me if I need anything. I’m holding you to that night out once I’m better, though.”
“Six other broth-!” Mammon began to argue - the idea of any one of his brothers taking care of his human in your time of need beginning to make him feel sick. However, you had just given him permission to bail, so he decided to bite his tongue at that. “I knew that you’d understand, MC! I promise ya that we’ll have a glamorous night out, anywhere you like. Ristorante Six even! I swear on ya!”
While that did sound nice, you were still disappointed. “Yeah, okay then.”
Mammon offered a warm smile before standing up, straightening up your comforter where he sat and then raising the edge of it and tucking you in. “Hey! Don’t you worry - not one bit. I’ll be back in no time. Don’t go dying on me or anything, because I won’t forgive ya if you do. So… get some sleep, and take your medicine. Okay?”
You smiled back at him before closing your eyes, not really wanting to be awake to think about this anymore. “Okay, Mammon. Good luck tonight.”
Shit, shit, shit - Mammon needed to get out of there now.
Mammon turned his heel and walked out of your room before he could dwell on his decision any further. He closed your door softly and then headed back toward his room where he would be entering the portal from the Devildom to the human realm, but his mind was just about everywhere else - like how helpless you looked under half a dozen blankets, or how fragile your voice sounded when you spoke, or how you looked like a kicked puppy when he told you he wasn’t going to take care of you, or how -
“Fuck, what are you doing, dude?!,” Mammon whispered through gritted teeth, practically stomping down the hall together, “Pull yourself together, damn it!” If he couldn’t pull himself together right before his big night over some weak, little human, then how the Devildom was he ever going to win big tonight?!
But then he thought about one of the last things you said right before he left - “You got six other brothers who can help me if I need anything.” , and that made Mammon silently seethe. He didn’t wantany of his brothers taking care of you. He’s your first demon after all, and the one who was sworn to look after you and protect your life by any means necessary. The thought of Satan running you a bath or Beel making you soup almost made him sick himself, or if Lucifer himself came to your rescue because Mammon had failed you.
So, and without even really thinking about it, Mammon turned around and made a beeline for the kitchen. Within a few minutes, there he was, dressed to impress in cuffed black pants and a white button down with a credit card with thousands of dollars on it in his wallet, making canned soup for the human on the other side of the wall who metaphorically brought him to his very knees.
“Damn it, MC,” Mammon sighed, leaning against the counter while he waited for the soup to heat up on the stove. “What are you doing to me?”
**
When Mammon knocked on your door about fifteen minutes later, you expected it to be Levi, who you had texted and asked to bring you something to drink shortly after Mammon left.
“L-Levi?” your cracking voice attempted to shout out.
“Seriously, MC? You chose that otaku to take care of ya while I’m gone?!” Mammon scolded you behind a closed door. “You can’t be thatdumb, human. You know what, I’m coming in!”
Youalmostdidn’t believe that Mammon was behind the door until he was suddenly in your room with a bowl of what you presumed to be soup with one hand, and a cup of tea in the other - but lo and behold, there he was. Before you could respond, in typical Mammon fashion, he was already gloating in your ear.
“That’s right - your eyes ain’t deceiving ya - I choose youover making some bank! So you better be appreciative!” Mammon began, setting your soup and tea down on your nightstand. Now looking down at you with arms crossed, he continued his little rant. “You think Levi’s gonna take care of ya like I can? He probably hasn’t even checked his phone in hours cause he’s bingeing on some anime of his, I guarantee ya… Anyways, I’m your first man, and I don’t want you to rely on anybody ‘cept me, okay? The Great Mammon will take care of you whenever you need it, so… just, slap some sense into me next time I pull a dick move like that again, okay?”
You could hardly contain your smile. “I promise.”
Mammon couldn’t hide his blush even if he tried. “But you gotta promise me you’re not gonna get sick on me like this again - ‘cause I’m gonna be realmad at you if you make me miss Vegas again! I-In fact, you’re coming with me next time! Now, where’s your laptop? The Great Mammon’s gonna watch something with ya while you eat.”
You smiled and pointed to your desk, where Mammon promptly grabbed it while you shot Levi a quick ‘never-mind’ text. One he grabbed it, he crawled into your bed beside you and situated your laptop on his lap, now causing youto blush as he pulled you to his side.
“Wait, Mammon, I don’t want you to get sick, too,” you began to argue. “Maybe you shouldn’t get too close.”
“Ha! You think your human diseases have any effect on a great and powerful demon like me?” Mammon scoffed, slowly bringing your soup to his chest. “I’m hurt, ya know? Now… shut up and eat your soup, human. I need you to get better before I… start freaking out about losing ya, or something…”
Saying that last part a little bit too quietly and hoping that you wouldn’t hear it, Mammon slowly shoved a spoon of soup to your mouth, holding it steady and close to your lips for you to sip whenever you were ready.
If somebody would’ve told you a few months ago that the Avatar of Greed would be feeding soup to you, a snot-nosed human, instead of gambling until his heart was content at one of his favorite places in the world, then you would’ve told them they are absolutely and utterly insane.
The night continued like that, with Mammon feeding you and raising your cup of tea to your lips, being mindful of the heat of both and being ever so careful not to spill any on your or your blanket. Once you were done with your meal, Mammon propped himself lower onto the bed and pulled you closer to his side, hoping to Diavolo that you wouldn’t look up at his flaming red cheeks as he wrapped a tight and protective arm around you as he kept his eyes locked and glued on the laptop screen, absentmindedly playing with the ends of your hair. Some show that you picked out was playing, but Mammon couldn’t bring himself to give a damn about even the title of it with your hand balled up on his chest like that.
“M-Mammon?” you muttered lazily against his chest, close to letting exhaustion consume you.
Mammon looked down at you. “Yeah? What is it, MC?”
You smiled into his shirt and closed your eyes, before saying one final thing before you let slumber become you, “Thank you for taking care of me, Mammon. I appreciate you more than you’ll ever know.”
If Mammon’s cheeks were flaming red before, then oh shit, they’re on fire now .
By that point, Mammon had concluded three things:
- You look absolutely adorable when you fall asleep on his chest, even when you’re sick.
- The next time that an opportunity presents itself to go to Las Vegas, he better be making some goddamn bankto make up for what he missed tonight.
- He would always look after you and protect you from anything bad that ever came your way, and that he would rather die than fail you ever again.
mc: would you stab your best friend in the leg for 50 million grimms?
leviathan: you stab me,and when my leg gets better we can buy LOADS of Ruri chan merchandise!
mammon: ya stab me too,then we can have 100 million grimms!
mc: good thinking.
mc: what do you wanna be for Halloween?
asmodeus: yours ;)
mc and mammon: yeah, that’d be pretty scary.
Hi I love Mammon way too much
