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The blue haired demon leaned over towards Lucifer and whispers, “Do I have to be here?”
The demon of pride responded sternly, “Yes. Lord Diavolo had requested to have us all here, just in case...” He faded out on the last part as we heard the door open.
Mammon noticed Simeon, Luke, Raphael behind the tall blonde haired angel(Micheal). There were four other random angel soldiers who stayed near the door as the four of them walked forward and took their seats.
Luke was shifting uncomfortably from one side to another, ever now and again giving Mammon a glance but looking away quickly.
Simeon avoided everyone’s gaze and just looked at the table cloth.
Raphael rubbed his hands together as if it were cold.
Micheal on the other hand, smiled warmly.
Diavolo smiled right back, Mammon couldn’t help but roll his eyes. It was basically two bubbly himbos having a smiling war.
The demon prince then cleared his throat and asked, “Hello! Good seeing you all! Mind I ask what you want? So we can prevent a war, peacefully!”
Barbatos stood beside Diavolo’s chair as poker face as ever, then something hit Mammon. The white haired demon narrowed his eyes at the butler having a feeling he knew what Micheal wanted.
“Well..” Micheal hummed, Mammon dragged his gaze from the butler and towards the blonde.
The avatar of greed could tell that Lucifer did not like the hum.
Micheal pointed his finger at me and gave a closed eyed smiled, “I want Mammon!”
Everyone’s eyes widen in shock and confusion except Barbatos.
Mammon stood up and slammed his hands on the table and raised an eyebrow, “Huh? Me? Wait, why me!?”
Lucifer also stood up but before he could speak the angel titlted his head a little tot the right, “I think you might know the reason.”
The avatar of pride shook his head, “No. This isn’t acceptable. And why would you want an idiot like Mammon?”
‘Ouch, that stung’ Mammon thought as he looked at the other angels who were now looking up. The demon was confused, what’s the reason? He knows?
Diavolo stood up holding his hands out and asked as he glanced around like a caged animal, “Wait, Why?”
Micheal’s warm smiled turned into a thin line and stood up with his arms spread out, “It’s an easy deal. Give us Mammon for peace! Or better yet...” He clasped his hands together, “An alliance between all realms!”
Asmo stood up, “You never answered the question. Why?”
Satan was shooting daggers at the three nonspeaking angels knowing they knew something.
The tall blonde looked at the tan demon, “Would you like to tell them?”
I blinked bewildered, “Tell them what?”
Raphael finally spoke, “Your little secret.”
Mammon’s blood ran cold. Could they know? How would they have found out? “Huh- What secret?” Yes, Good Mammon, Good cover. He congratulated himself in his head.
All eyes landed on Mammon, expecting an answer.
Micheal sighed and pushed out his chair. He made his way around the table to Mammon seat. Beel stood up defensively but Micheal pushed Mammon’s chair. He then put his hands on the white haired shoulders and smiled, “Mammon is something in between..” The tanned skin boy stiffened up, he felt like a deer frozen in head lights.
Everyone blinked in confusion and Satan, Lord Diavolo, and Lucifer all at once said, “What? What do you mean, ‘something in between’?” The green eyed blonde glared at Lucifer before looking back.
Mammon shivered as he felt Micheal's breath right near his ear. He started breathing heavily because of the pale hand creeping it’s way up his arm to his neck.
“Micheal...” Diavolo warned.
The blonde angel’s finger touched a part of his neck and Mammon lashed out. He transformed into his demon form slashed Micheal away. Simeon and Luke got up suddenly. Now everyone but Belphie were standing. The seventh born looked wide awake though. In an instant the hitman angel was beside Michael with his spear pointed at Mammon.
‘Shit.’ Mammon glanced around at everyone. They were all shocked, the demon of greed never lashes out with his demon form. Michael sighed and put his hands in his pocket and said, “You know Mammon...” The white haired boy turned his head towards Michael, ignoring the shocked looks he was getting. He turned back to his human form and crossed his arms.
“I... No. We all felt betrayed that you never told us before,” The blonde angel sighed disappointingly and brought his two index fingers to the corners of his mouth and pull down, Forming a sad face.
“Mammon, What is he talking about?” Beel asked his older brother. Mammon took a few steps back and shook his head, ‘I don’t know.’
Raphael growled, “You know what we’re talking about Mammon. I seen it.” He brought his spear down, “Mammon tell them or else I will.”
Luke ran over to Mammon and jumped into his arms. He then whispered in his ear so quite that no one could hear but Mammon. “Their going to find out eventually. I’m sorry.” Simeon who was know a little behind the gray and blonde heads, called Luke back. Luke let go and gave Mammon a glance and ran over back to his father (They are father and son <3 This is Simeon).
Mammon knew he was cornered. It was ether him telling them the truth or Raphael exposing a lie. A shadow cast over his face and he turned towards his brother.
Two pairs of wings sprouted from his back, so big, white, and pure. Streaks of gold were seen as the light illuminated the wings. A bright halo hovered above his head. (I can not describe Mammon’s angel outfit for the life of me so here’s a pic of his out fit: Art by _.kkk2✨💛 💳 💸 on twitter)
It was silence. Levi and Asmo were blinking repeatedly as if they didn’t believe what they were seeing. Lucifer just stared at Mammon, still processing. Satan and Beel were confused. Belphie was also confused but also annoyed for no reason. Lord Diavolo looked amazed at the 2nd born and for a second Barbatos had a knowing look in his eyes but when straight back to poker face. Luke had his mouth open in an ‘o’ shape and Raphael seemed to relax a little.
Before any of them can speak, Michael smiled and explained, “You see, “ He gestured towards the white haired... angel? “Mammon is both! Both an angel and demon. He has the ability to switch between forms!” He clapped his hands together in glee, “So that’s why...” He came up behind the angel form Mammon and hung his arms over his shoulders. Pulling Mammon into a back hug, giving Lord Diavolo a thin lined smile, “We want Mammon.”
Lucifer opened his mouth to decline but Raphael crossed his arms, “Or else we’ll go to war.”
Mammon was frozen. He couldn’t move. He felt his former brothers hands gripped tightly around his shoulders.
Diavolo shook his head after getting out of his shock, “We can’t possibly let you take Mammon...”
Raphael raised an eyebrow, “You want Mammon?”
The young prince being a dummy said, “I didn’t say that-”
The gray haired angel interrupted, “If you don’t want Mammon, why can’t we have him?”
Lucifer glared finally processing everything, “Because he’s my brother!”
A glass shattered and everyone looked over to see the fifth born took a unsteady step back, shaking his head, “Mammon lied to us...”
Mammon finally being able to move pushed Micheal away and waved his arms around like a mad man, “No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no... Asmo... I-”
Satan glared at Mammon now, “It wasn’t a lie? Then what was it?”
Mammon held his hands close to his chest as if he had something precious in his hands, he stuttered, “Uh- Well... I never said I wasn’t an angel...”
Belphie finally saying a word, “But you never said you were.”
The argument was cut short by Micheal clearing his throat.
“Hear this, Prince Diavolo. You give us Mammon, my little brother and we, the celestial realm, will form a peace alliance between all realms! At the little cost of your greedy demon, or in this case..” He flicked his finger at Mammon who was glaring at him, “Your angel.”
Argument broke through the brothers as they yelled about not letting Mammon be taking away. ‘I’m was 99% sure the prince wouldn’t give me away. Wait... Diavolo doesn’t care for meh that much, but he cares for Lucifer so change the 99% to 90%. Hmmm... He would get his dream of bringing the three worlds together if he gave me up... 85%. If he gave me up the seven brothers would have a better reputation... 79%. I’m nothing but a scumbag so everyone in all of Devildom will be happy i’m gone... 74%. UGHHHH-’ Mammon thought as he tried to defend himself from the growls from both Raphael and Asmo.
No one noticed as Barbatos lean over to his prince and whispered, “We won’t be able to win the war if it were to break out.” The red head looked over to him as the green haired butler continued, “But if we give the 2nd born to them, they will stay true to there word.”
The red headed prince thought for a second and a shadow cast over his face.
He spoke, “Stop!”
The yelling stopped in an instant. They turned and looked over, knowing that the prince has come to a decision. Michael’s eyes sparkled knowing he was going to like the respond. Simeon clenched his fist together and Luke looked worriedly at Diavolo. Raphael listened, nonchalantly. The brothers looked eagerly. The 1th born didn’t like that the prince wouldn’t meet eye contact with him.
“You...” He slowly sat back down as Barbatos stood beside his chair calmly. “Can take Mammon with you..”
“What!” Lucifer looked at disbelief at his so called friend.
Micheal smiled and grabbed Mammon’s hand and dragged him towards the door as Mammon struggled, “Hey! I, the great Mammon, will not be going anywhere with ya’s!”
The brothers were going to run towards their brother but felt hands holding them back. They looked to see the prince’s guards holding them in place.
Michael smiled and said one last time, “We will treat him much better than you demons anyways! You made the right choice, Young prince!”
As the angels left, Simeon gave them a pitiful glance and followed the rest. Mammon was still yelling at them to let him go.
The screams of Mammon yelling broke Lucifer’s heart but he was two late. The portal opened and they were gone.
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It was a day later and the brothers have finally processed what happened fully.
Lucifer felt angry by his friends betrayal but also felt dumb for not realizing that Mammon was still an angel. He felt hurt that Mammon didn’t trust him enough to tell him this big secret, he could’ve made sure the angels never found out.
Levi was... jealous. And upset. He was Jealous because, ‘why did mammon get to still have his angel form while the rest of us had to be burned?’. He knew what he was thinking was bad but he’s the avatar of envy, you can’t blame him too much. He felt upset because his brother was gone, and yeah they always had fights but Levi always knew that Mammon cared for him no mattered what. It felt odd around the house without the his loving brother.
Satan was angry because: One: WHY THE HELL DID MAMMON NOT TELL ANY OF THEM?! And two: WHY DID HE LET THEM TAKE HIM AWAY SO EASILY?! And three: WHY THE HELL DID LUCIFER’S STUPID BOYFRIEND GIVE HIM UP?! And etc. etc.
Asmo felt was upset because why did Mammon get to be a angel and he couldn’t? Why did Lucifer not fight more? He was full of mixed feeling but the one that he always had was confusion.
Beel was a sad baby. C’mon he already lost his sister, Lilith. Now Mammon? Beel felt guitly, he knew he couldn’t of done anything but what if he could of?
Belphie was wide awake. He didn’t feel sleepy. His head was to full of thoughts. Why was Mammon still an angel? Why did they take him? What do they get from that? He felt upset but never showed it, like bro, it has only been a day and his brothers are already a wreck. He then realized on how much they relied on the 2nd born. The house is a mess without him there.
Hey there, I'm looking for a fic I read on ao3, in which basically steve and eddie meet in the summer of 85, right after the events of season 3. I distinctly remember them meeting at night by chance, and steve is freaking out because of everything that happened in s3, so Eddie tries to calm him down and offers him a joint. Steve is high and thinks about kissing him, but then is like "I don't actually know this guy".
Later, after what happens in season 4 (eddie lives au of course), eddie finally understands what was that made steve freak out like that and they talk again, since it's his turn to freak out. And then they kiss a little bit.
Any ideas?
Also thank you so much for this blog!
Request 2! I believe that this is A Sign of The Morning by @toedenandbackagain
Submitting my requests now! I'm so sorry, i could only limit it to 4.
Reverse harem Sakusa, Meian and Ushijima (timeskip btw) where they are all silently competing for yns affection but shes too dense to notice.
Single Mum yn + single dad osamu (timeskip) bonding when they end up meeting at a cooking class (held at onigiri miya) but yn doesn't realise he owns the restaurant
High school kuroo having a crush on the new student and desperately trying to ask her out but also being super nervous and geeky
Karosuno manager being fought over by oikawa and kuroo, but shes got a crush on Daishou (and daishou has a crush back duh)
Also by the way I'm 1/9 anon
See you in 6 days :)
Alright ITS ABOUT DAMN TIME 👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻
Ok #1, what a wild ride 🤣 HI 1/9 ANON 👋🏻 I honestly would have never guessed!
Secondly, have fun at camp! See you soon!
Finally, I'm dying at these requests!!! Thank you so much for all your support!!
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A/N: I’m sorry this took me so long! I found out that I’m not very good at fluffy fics xD I hope you guys like this <3
Dean growled a little and not wanting to open is eyes he tried to reach out to touch you but when he felt just the cold side of the bed; his eyes widened and for a few seconds he panicked. He sat on the bed and scanned his dark room, trying to calm himself down.
Hundreds of awful images appeared on his head. The bunker stopped being a safe place after British Men of Letters had broke in so many times, it stopped being a real home for them since that day.
A few seconds after, he heard a loud sound like something metallic falling to the floor.
“Shit” he cursed under his breath, his heart clenched and his hands started sweating, those few seconds of not knowing what was happening where making him incredibly anxious.He quickly grabbed his gun from the night stand and headed to the hallway, trying to be cautious and fast; his heart was beating hard against his chest.
The noises were coming from the kitchen followed by groans, he knew that voice.
Dean immediately put down the gun when he noticed there weren’t any kind of danger in sight just you, sitting on the floor strongly grabbing your head.
“Y/N,what happened?” he asked walking towards her and kneeling beside you.
“I tried to reach out something on the cupboard but all this shit fell down and I-“ Dean could see the pain you where in,he clenched his jaw and helped you stand up.
“Sit down, I need to check your head” he caressed your cheek but you instantly pulled away.
“I’m fine, you don’t need to worry” you offered a small smile that didn’t reach your eyes “go back to bed”
Dean stared at the things at the table you were clearly trying to bake something he knew perfectly : apple pie. A little smile appeared on his face.
“Baby, stop, you need to sleep too, you know?” Dean walked towards you, he placed his big hands on your shoulders and gave you a quick kiss on your cheek. “why are you doing this in the middle of the night?”
“I couldn’t sleep so I thought I should try to do something productive for once”
He understood what it was all about; it always came down to things like this. The hunt yesterday was a total mess and if failing to the victims was hard for Dean and Sam (who weren’t on the murder scene) Dean knew this was probably killing you, the only hunter that could have saved them at that moment.
Dean couldn’t blame you, of course; the werewolf had left you practically unconscious while he ruined the poor family in your presence.
He watched as you silently keep going with your task, he saw you struggling so he decided to help if making pie was helping you then he would try to understand and help with everything he could. The hunter decided to help you cutting the apples and even making the “lame” jokes he knew only you could understand.
“How many do you want to make?” he asked and you gave him an adorable smile that made his heart melt.
“Two or maybe more”
Dean gave you a soft kiss on your lips and then nodded.
“Good idea” he praised pushing a strand of hair from your face, you blushed and looked away trying not to smile too much at his sweet actions. Even in front of people Dean was very affectionate but when both hunters were alone Dean could be the sweetest guy. “Stop being so cute, Y/N”
“I’m not-“you were about to protest but he silenced you with a kiss, his arms surrounding your waist and bringing you closer to his body. Seconds later they pulled apart and you tried to keep working with the pastry but somehow you managed to mess up that, you should have guessed making pie wasn’t so easy for someone like you that barely eat things made at home.
You looked at Dean and when you saw him working so delicately your heart melted. You were used to see him concentrated while cleaning his gun or killing some monster, his hands always looked intimidating, they were big and very frequently his hands were covered in dried blood from his enemies; seeing him being so careful took your breath away and with a small voice you asked softly:
“Do you think you can teach me that?”
His big smile warmed your heart he gave you a nod and the kissed your forehead.
