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andd here is my multi muse blog

its hard for me to maintain multiple individual blogs anymore so mammons gonna be going on the roster there too

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normalize not writing everyday.

normalize losing motivation.

normalize smaller blogs.

normalize less notes and reblogs.

normalize lack of inspiration.

it’s okay if you don’t write, post or publish everyday. it’s okay if you don’t feel like finishing that work in progress. it’s okay if you can’t mentally or physically come up with something. it’s okay if you don’t have this many followers, notes, or reblogs. any of this does not define your worth. your value. your talent.

golden rule, support and love others as you’d want to be. don’t be afraid to reach out and self-promoted. it’s okay. it really is.

writing, editing, or creating in general is a hobby for most, maybe a future career. but regardless, it should be enjoyable. make it enjoyable for yourself. you have that ability to.

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NEW FOLLOWERS

thanks a bunch for following, if I followed back I’m interested in interacting. Please give this post a like if you want something random or comment with anything if you’re okay with me dming you to plot something. I’ve got a bunch of ideas for this greedy demon that I’d love to explore.

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praevisio·:

❝  Of  course  I  did .❞

   Answered  like  it  was  a  NO - BRAINER ,  his  question  causes  her  to  furrow  her  brows  while  eliciting  an  inquiry  of  her  own  that  would  remain  unsaid ;  had  no  one  looked  for  him  before ? She  knew  what  the  demon  had  been  accused  of  doing ,  the  occurrence  common  in  THE  HOUSE  OF  LAMENTATION ;  Carolynn  always  choosing  to  go  by  the  saying;  don’t  hate  the  sinner -  hate  the  sin . He  was  more  than  one  immoral  act ;  the  money  spending  (  and  stealing  )  but  a  small  piece  that  made  up  the  puzzle  known  as  the  demon  of  GREED -  his  brothers  seemingly  forgetting  that  when  blinded  by  anger .

   ❝  We  can  stay  here  as  long  as  you  need .   ❞  she  reassures ,  being  alone  and  FEELING  alone  two  very  different  things  that  she  understood  quite  well  ;  the  latter  being  something  she’d  never  wish  upon  anyone -  ESPECIALLY  Mammon .

Of course, she says- like its the easiest thing in the world. Like she didn’t know how words like that, kind and thoughtful, made his chest ache and twist in a deep need. Longing. Of course, she says- like he meant something enough to her. Like he was worth looking for, even over something like this. The common occurrence of blame placed on Greed, because of Greed. Yes, he did steal from his brothers. Yes, he did sell some of their priceless things for personal gain. Sure, sometimes their anger at him was completely justified but not all the time. It would have been find if he had actually committed the crime he’s been blamed for today -- but no one believed the scummy second born.

“I’m not goin back.” Stubborn. He meant it, he tried to mean it. Mammon knew he didn’t deserve the way his bothers bullied and blamed him all the time and they should have known it too. Maybe it was dumb to feel so emotional over this stuff... another reason he’s picked on -- dumb emotional demon. He huffs with frustration and crosses his arms in defiance, looking away from her and down the street as the lights flickered on. 

“You need to go back though, this place ain’t pretty at this hour.” a pause of thoughtfulness... it’s not smart to let a human walk around the Devildom alone in the first place. Who even let her out here alone? “...I can walk ya back.. but I ain’t goin in. I’ll find a place t’ stay. Come on-” Mammon stands and brushes the dust off his pants and then turns to offer his hand.

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everybody say thanks to @banettepost for their mermaid au and wonderful mammon design <3

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HELLO NEW FOLLOWS!

Thanks for following back, if you’d like a starter or are okay with me dming you please give this post a like! I’d love to be writing more with my boy here.

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You Win Again

Started making it. Forgot how to draw.

Bon appétit.

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praevisio·:·

  Drawn  in  by  an  unexpected  commotion ,  she  watches  the  stray  rock  fly  by  before  DARING  to  approach ,  Mammon  visibly  angry  &  muttering  to  himself .  Steps  are  made  intentionally  loud  as  to  not  catch  the  demon  of  guard ,  Carolynn  waiting  for  those  blue  hues  covered  by  sunglasses  to  look  her  way . No  words  are  spoken ,  Caro  leaving  the  decision  to  talk  or  not  up  to  him  since  she  was  the  one  INTRUDING  on  what  might  be  time  he’d  rather  be  spending  ALONE . Had  this  been  Lucifer  or  one  of  the  others ,  she  might’ve  thought  twice  before  interjecting  herself ;  Mammon  UNTHREATENING  despite  the  rage  that  caused  him  to  rush  out  here  in  the  first  place .

  Willing  to  give  him  all  the  time  he  needed ,  she  carefully  takes  a  seat  on  the  curb  &  begins  loosing  herself  in  thought ;  the  cause  of  tonight's  events  something  that  admittedly  piqued  her  curiosity . Once  he  had  finally  chosen  to  sit  next  to  her ,  the  courage  to  speak  pushed  words  of  honesty  past  her  lips .

 ❝  I’d  wondered  where  you’d  been …   ❞

He watches the rock bounce across the ground, hands shoved deep into the pockets of his pants and a prominent frown on full display. The steps have him turning, frown turns to pout when he sees her before he’s quickly looking away. There was a spot in the concrete that just looked pretty interesting, that was all. Silence hangs in the air as he waits for her to say something. What did you do this time, maybe. Come back to the house. But the silence continues to hang... and after watcher her situation a seat on the curb, its not long before he follows suit and settles down beside her - just not ... too close. 

“Oh... they didn’t tell ya what I did? er-” not that he was confessing to anything. “Which I DIDN’T do... but they ain’t listening anyway so what’s it matter?” Greed huffs, frustrated.. a little sad. Blue-gold eyes look her way and his expression is soft, “...you came lookin for me?”

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whoop remembered my log in...

not sure if anyone was paying attention tho lmao

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Lord of Fools

I love the TSL outfits so much hhh

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absolute best boy

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haha trash boi go brrr

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Mammon has lost count of how many times his brothers tease and bully him to the point of running away. It’s happened a lot through the centuries of their long, long lives and honestly it was very tiring. Still- Mammon never learned. Everything he was bullied for was the very sin he embodied. No one teased Beelzebub for how much he ate nor Belphegor for how much he slept. Satans wrath was quite a spectacle to behold and be fearful of. Leviathan’s envy immersed him into unobtainable worlds he obsessed with. Asmodeous’ lustful vanity wasn’t even mentioned much. The line was drawn at greed it seemed. Greed that led this demon to steal priceless and expensive items from his brothers and even the Prince of the Devildom himself. Greed that led him to sell those items for Grimm - Grimm that was then used to gamble with for MORE.

Mammon never learned because he couldn’t stop himself... he was Greed. Despite that, he wasn’t always greedy. He wasn’t always out to steal from his family and make some extra Grimm. Yet he was still blamed for things he wasn’t responsible for, and it was those moments that led him to feel especially exhausted of being the piñata to beat. 

It was Asmodeous that accused him today. Some kind of cosmetic was missing from his room, and while it was true Mammon had stolen from him several times before THIS time he was innocent - couldn’t even get an explanation in before the whole damn House was grilling him. So he left... and was now walking through the streets with his hands shoved into his pockets and a prominent pout on his face.

“not goin back this time...” He grumbles to himself... one day and a half and counting... he usually got hungry and went back but this time he felt more determined to stick it out for longer. Still, he kind of wanted to go back.... his missed his bed. With a sigh his shoulders slump, “..maybe I should just... argh, no no. S’ not fair of them to keep treatin’ me like that all the time... ugh!” Frustrated, he kicks a rock which ricochets off the brick wall--

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Lucifer can��t scold him for stealing if he’s not the one doing it  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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sleptsin·:

     It didn’t take a genius to see that the demon had found himself a resting spot off the side of the road. Or at least…as off the road as he  CARED  to be. Having been bored out of his mind and unable to sleep the previous night– insomnia spiking back up– Belphie had taken to walking the streets in boredom. It wasn’t anything  DIFFERENT  for him. Even back home in the Devildom this was a regular occurrence. However, suppose he didn’t tend to stay out so long that his feet begun to hurt. It was a pure accident, really ! It hadn’t even processed just how far away from the apartments he’d travelled until it was  TOO  LATE.

          Aching feet won out against concern for a proper seat of any sort and he’d plopped himself down. Maybe it was just him, but he wasn’t expecting for someone to  LITERALLY  trip over him just when sleep was sounding good. Wait a second… !

     “ Mammon ?! ” Well now he was wide awake. Unless this was some hallucination from staying up all night. Been a while since that happened. “ I’ve  BEEN  here. For months now, actually. Levi too. Did  YOU  just get here ? ”

There’s a look of equal, maybe even greater, surprise on Belphegors face. Like someone slapped him. Mammon sits back and shifts his legs to sit there. There’s a clear look of bewilderment on his face. Brow knitting he opens his mouth and asks, in a voice laced with confusion, ”What do ya mean months?” Whoa wait a minute, there was too much to absorb here.

“Levi’s here too?! You’ve both been here for months???” he’s not convinced with the confession and he shakes his head with disbelief. These brothers of his liked to yank his chain too much but a prank like this was a little bizarre. “What the hell do you take me for huh? Like I didn’t just see you two at breakfast before showing up here.” With a frown the second born crosses his arms and gives the youngest among them a stern look, not that that ever really did anything for him. ”That’s a pretty lame prank ya know?”

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Mammon as J-HOPE — DYNAMITE