#they shall be BABYGIRLED

[mr-bugs]

hey gang quick poll

[omurysse]

[nalairin]

And I’m back in it folks(when I say that I disappear for months)

[morseskull]

You know the gig

I get forced into something that I didn't agree to but I do it for the sake of entertainment.

It's @l3viat8an fault, I was forced into hard work 😔 (even though I really really wanted to do it.)

[jabesa0]

💫Pillow talk💫

[meziniart]

Otacon takes Snake to an Otacon™

made this for @moist-car teehee

[vhsmango]

He just needs a snickers guys

[diavolo-is-babygirl]

The Future King of the Devildom, Everyone

Bonus

He said ROAR

[caindiis]

happy (late) valentine’s day i lowkey forgor. i drew this valentines mephisto inspired by that one collab

[galaxydestroyer165]

Happy Belated Birthday My Lord😈🖤

[angelsmooches]

★﹐going to bed angry．﹑

→ feat; mammon x gn! reader                                                                   

⠐ lucifer edition here!⠐ leviathan edition here!⠐ satan edition here!

synopsis: how would the brothers fall asleep after an argument with their s/o? (mammon edition)

wc: 2,012

genre: fluff

warnings: none!

a/n: remember that one time mammon got pissed bcs he thought we only made a pact w him for belphie n he got all sulky and ignored us 😭😭 yeah that’s what was in my mind the whole time i wrote this. he’s such a big baby i love him

feedback is greatly appreciated! <3

❥ mammon ; the silent one.

     tensions had been running high in the house of lamentation as of late.

you adored mammon; he was your protector, your best friend, your first man. and to say he was crazy for you would be the understatement of the century. mammon’s greed didn’t only apply to money. as soon as you two officially became a couple, he made it his job to monopolize all your affections, leaving his brothers to shrivel and starve. in his eyes, you were more valuable than any shiny grimm he came across, and he was determined to not let you slip through his grasp.

this has its drawbacks, however.

mammon, despite his pompous and boisterous attitude, constantly needed reassurance from his favorite human. he had a bad habit of blowing small disagreements or events way out of proportion. you went out somewhere without him? he would sulk in the corner and ambush you when you came back. you didn’t give him a goodmorning kiss? he would whine and mope until you finally gave in. and, god forbid, you want to hang out with one of his brothers? he would either watch the two of you with a broody scowl on his face or burst through and interrupt whatever you guys were doing.

you loved mammon with your whole heart, and you understood that he hated feeling vulnerable, but honestly, he could be such a child sometimes!

belphie had invited you to go stargazing with him, his eyes even droopier than usual with sadness. 

“that idiot has been hogging you all day, every day,” he lamented. “he doesn’t even let us nap together anymore.” belphie clung onto your arm, putting nearly all of his weight on you. as soon as his skin made contact with yours, mammon came barreling into the room, snatching you up and putting a good ten feet between you and belphie.

“just what do ya think you’re doin’, snoozeface?! who gave ya permission to touch MC?” mammon shouted, shielding you from the sleepy seventh-born as if he’d pounce on you at any given moment.

belphie, dusting himself off, glowered at mammon. “last i checked, MC was their own person. they can do whatever they please. MC,” he turned to you. “do you want to go stargaze with me at the planetarium? if so, i’ll see you there. i’m too tired to deal with this scumbag.” and with that, belphie left, climbing the stairs.

“that’s no way to talk to your older brother!!” mammon called after him before turning to you. “honestly, kids these days! have no respect for ya— MC, where’re ya goin’?”

you gave your demon an apologetic smile. “belphie has a good point, monnie. i think you’re forgetting to take my feelings into consideration. i’m gonna go to the planetarium. spend some time with your brothers, okay?” you gave mammon a swift kiss on the cheek before going after belphie, leaving mammon in the common room.

you were expecting one of mammon’s usual ambushes when you came back. the common room was empty. odd... maybe the kitchen? beelzebub was rooting through the fridge, as per usual. where the hell was mammon? you spent a solid twenty minutes searching for mammon, only to find him in his bedroom, lying motionless on his bed. 

“there you are, monnie! i couldn’t find you anywhere... whatcha doing?” you sat down with a huff, the bed dipping down underneath your weight. mammon didn’t reply. he didn’t look at you. he simply stared at the ceiling. 

“mammon? helloooo... can you hear me?” you snapped your fingers near his ear, a frown of annoyance twitching your demon’s lips. “oh, come on, are you really upset about me going with belphie?” you jokingly nudged his arm. no reply. “..are you really upset?” silence.

the audacity this demon has! “fine, then. sulk all you want, i’m not babying you this time!” you got up and swiftly made your way to the door, slamming it on your way out.

that was a week ago.

mammon hadn’t uttered a a single word to you since then. how long was he going to let this drag on? you sure as hell weren’t going to apologize, and it seemed like he wasn’t going to, either. 

“MC, check out this new game i got! pretty sweet, right?”

“MC, what do you think of my nails? i just had them painted last night♡”

"are you going to finish that, MC..?”

“stay still, MC, let me rest on your shoulder.”

dinner was exceptionally chaotic today, mammon taking his plate and trudging up towards his room, leaving the rest of the brothers to chatter over each other in hopes of gaining your attention. the brothers loved you dearly, and you loved them, too. just, not in the way you loved mammon. 

you had been sleeping in your own room for the past week, giving mammon the space you thought he needed. today, you firmly decided it was time to take back your spot on his bed. despite his childish behavior, you missed him dearly. it was difficult falling asleep without having mammon draped over you like a weighted blanket.

once night rolled around, you excused yourself from the common room, the brothers objecting the moment you stood.

“MC, where are you going? it’s barely... uh... 11:23...” levi trailed off, scratching his cheek. “huh... i guess time really does fly now that you’re back.”

it was, in fact, the complete opposite for you. “i’m sorry, i’m just so tired. i’ll see everyone in the morning!” you sluggishly walked up the steps, feigning exhaustion.

once out of sight, you bolted towards mammon’s room, taking a moment to compose yourself before gently knocking on his door. “monnie..? can i come in, please?”

minutes passed. not a noise was heard. you turned your back to leave when the door creaked open.

“hurry up ‘n get in, then,” mammon grumbled, holding the door open before making his way back to his bed, which was... lined with pillows down the middle.

“are you serious, mammon?” you gestured towards the divider, your stare incredulous. you would’ve laughed if his face wasn’t so cold.

“if ya wanna sleep with me tonight, then yes, i’m serious,” he replied, pulling back the silky black sheets and settling in.

if this was going to help the tension between you and mammon... sighing heavily, you followed him to the mattress, laying down on the other side of the pillows. this was no better than sleeping alone. if anything, it was far worse. mammon was so close... why did it feel like he was light years away?

mammon turned off the lights, moving as if his limbs were made of stone. 12:00 came around, and the two of you were still wide awake. you were, at least. judging by the way mammon wasn’t snoring yet, he was, too.

“...mammon?” you called out, your voice smaller than you intended it to be.

“y-yeah..?” came your demon’s voice on the other side.

you shuffled around to face the pillows, subconsciously tugging on one of them. “are you really upset at me for spending time with belphie?”

he was silent for a moment, a gust of air blowing past his lips. “...no. i could never really be mad at ya, treasure. it’s just...” mammon mentally grasped at nothing, struggling to find the words to explain what he was feeling. he wasn’t the best communicator. you remained quiet, patiently waiting for him to finish his thoughts. 

“it’s... difficult... not havin’ ya by my side all the time. every time you’re away, i’m always worryin’ about ya.. worryin’ that you’ll be hurt, or that there’s someone out there whose company you enjoy more than mine..” mammon took a moment to clear his throat, chasing away the huskiness that gathered in it. “ya know me, MC. i’m a greedy demon. i want ya all to myself.”

“..’n so as a result, i tend to... shut down.. instead of conveyin’ what i really feel. and what i really feel is..” the pillows began to be removed, one by one. slowly at first, and then all at once, as if the demon on the other side was too impatient. mammon’s warm arms wrapped around your body with ease, pulling you into his broad chest.

“... sad. an angry typa sad. i was sad when ya left me for belphie, and the more i thought about how much fun you two were probably havin’ i started gettin’... mad. i know, i know, it’s irrational,” he added hastily when seeing the expression on your face. “it’s just... i wanna be the only demon to make you happy. i wanna be the only demon to see that smile of yours.” mammon gently brushed away the hair that covered your eyes, a fond smile curving his lips. your face warmed in response to his touch.

mammon immediately started backpedaling, your flushed face instantly reflecting onto his tenfold. “n-n-not that i think your smile is... precious, or... gorgeous... or anythin’ like that. nope! not a chance!” he stated firmly. the heat from his cheeks radiated onto your skin.

a small laugh bubbled up your throat, your hand coming up to caress mammon’s cheek. “i understand what you’re trying to tell me, monnie. but you need to understand that there’s going to be times where we can’t be together all day. some days i’m going to want to see my friends. and you should spend more time with your family.”

mammon groaned in response, burying his face in your hair. “it’s not like they give a rat’s ass about me, anyway. ya see me for who i am, and ya still accept me.”

“that’s not true,” you chided him gently. “they’ve all been pretty worried about you. lucifer even asked me to put aside whatever we were arguing about to check on you.”

he made a sour face. “so you’re only here because lucifer told ya to be here?”

“no, i’m here because i want to be here.” you reached up, pressing your lips to his in a kiss that could only truly convey what your feelings were at that moment. mammon sighed into your lips, every drop of tension melting away. a painless shock traversed through his body, his grip on you only tightening in response before engulfing your face in his massive hands, as if to trap you there. to prolong this moment. to keep yourselves glued together.

mammon was a hopeless fool. but he was a fool for you. he shows you a side he dares not show anyone else. you gently pulled away, your heart thrumming in your chest. mammon’s heart swelled with love for this fragile, sweet human in his arms. he couldn’t help the goofy smile that spread across his face. you were nothing short of perfect in his eyes. 

“no matter where i am, no matter who i’m with, i need you to now that i love you, mammon. you’re my first. you’ll always be my first.” the intensity of your words resounded through the empty cavity of mammon’s head. you always knew exactly what to say to calm him down.

“of course you love the almighty mammon! who wouldn’t?” he boasted, a cheeky grin plastered over his sincere smile. “..but seriously... thank you. and.. i’m sorry. i acted unfairly towards ya... please forgive me?”

pressing another kiss to mammon’s soft lips, he felt you smile against him. “only because you said ‘please.’”

the two of you cuddled deeper into each other, arms and legs entwined with one another’s. mammon’s carefree snoring soon filled the air, and not long after, you followed suit, your demon’s incredible body heat lulling you to sleep.

the soft sound of chattering downstairs and birds twittering outside alerted mammon that it was morning in the devildom. he instinctively began stretching, but soon stopped when he felt your body still nestled up against his. it was a very rare event, him waking up before you did. he leaned over to rest his cheek against the top of your hair, breathing in.

you smelled like him.

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i may have gotten a little carried away with this one (；・∀・) he’s just so atrfgbrhjnbgv

[astrobei]

more jurassic park au !! (inspired by me and my friends clearing out the jurassic park section at universal this week)

+ also:

[bloodypeachblog]

Vash the Stampede NSFW headcanons (Vash x F!Reader)

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Ok, this cinnamon roll of a man has been occupying my mind for a long time, so I NEED to let this out.

• Vash, usually, is a total bottom. He can take over, as long as you tell him to do it, but he's just a total sweetheart, asking if you're okay and all that.

• his soft moans are like an angelic choir. Seeing his face contorted in pure pleasure is like seeing God.

• in all honesty, I wanna peg this man so bad. I want to ride him and have him look at me like a goddamn goddess, struggling to say my name from all the pleasure he'd be feeling. God, please give me this angel, I promise to take good care of him.

• BUT. Once in a blue moon, when you two have sex, something...happens to him.

• you know Hatsuharu from Fruits Basket and how he turns into Black Haru? A sweet and loving shy boy turning into a bad boy in the right circumstances? Yeah, this is basically the same thing.

• maybe he's had a frustrating day, maybe it's the desire building up in him egging him on, maybe it's the feeling of your bare skin on his, your soft voice moaning his name, your lips on his, maybe you hit his ero zone (I like to think it's on his chest, middle of his back, or maybe the back of his ear), or maybe it's a secret double identity that he keeps on the down low that triggers it. No one knows for sure.

• but when it happens....oh good lord.

• he will top you and destroy you, essentially becoming the god of sex in bed.

• he will rail you into the bed to the point of it almost breaking. Any position you can think of? He'd be willing to try it, and leave you sore the next morning.

• he will give you a reason why his nickname is 'the Stampede'.

• he will pound his cock in you so deep and so hard, your clit will be slamming on his base and you'll cum so many times.

• he'll grip your hips so hard, you may have his hand marks on you the next day.

• he may say the dirtiest shit into your ear, but usually it's just stuff like 'you're mine', 'take it', 'good girl', etc. Use your imagination, it's more fun that way!

• Bite marks and scratches? Guaranteed. Guy's gotta mark his property, after all.

• would he 'use the back door'? Mayyyyyybeeeee...��😉

• and don't think he'll do the pull out method, he will fill you up until he is completely empty and he won't even care if you end up pregnant.

• that'd just make you permanently his.

• but to be fair, you'd be begging him to impregnate you at that point.

• once the deed is done, he will snap out of his Eros mode and start crying and apologizing. "I'M SORRY I'M SORRY! I COULDN'T HELP IT! PLEASE DON'T HATE ME!!". Poor baby..

• A++ aftercare is his way of apologizing for being so brutal with you. He'll clean you up, give you a bath, treat your wounds, and snuggle you in bed, still crying a little bit.

• poor guy thinks he betrayed you for acting this way and begs you not to leave him, saying that you're the only one for him.

• you gotta hold him and give him so many hugs and kisses to stop his tears, tell him that everything is alright, that you aren't going to leave him ever.

• he starts to cry happy tears, saying that he vows to marry you one day.

• after that night, you just might take his offer....I know I would~♡

(A/N: this all applies to 1998 Vash too, ok bye)

[captainai-47]

YALL HE'S BABYGIRLING SO DAMN HARD RN

[nectar-cellar]

the inner machinations of my mind are an enigma

[nevvn]

Day 6: Snow ☃️