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Headcanon: How the Obey Me Brothers greet MC in public/private and to be sweet/normal/a complete and utter asshole. (Part 4)

SATAN EDITION!

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SATAN

Public

Sweet: The RAD classroom is crowded with leering demons, and you’re tired, and when you step into the room far too early on a Monday morning, the first thing you want to do is… turn and leave. That, or join Belphegor in the corner for a nap. But Mammon is sitting in the second row with a sharp eye on you and you know he’ll take any chance to rat you out to Lucifer so for one night, it wouldn’t be his ass on the line. Groaning, you march across the room to join your blonde demon, who you feel will definitely be the easiest to deal with on a morning like this. Slumping down beside Satan, he looks up from the book he has propped against a stack of other books, and gives a small crooked smile. “Did you get to eat breakfast, kitten?” he asks, his voice soft, but he must be able to read the expression on your face, or perhaps he just already knows that Beel got to the table before you, and he hands you a tin foil-wrapped sandwich under the table. It’s… it’s a human world sandwich. You might cry, especially when you feel his arm settle casually over your shoulders. Well, judging from the soft blush dusted over his nose and cheeks and the way he gently draws you closer, maybe it’s not as casual as you assumed.

Normal: Satan was talking with Belphegor, which gave you pause as you passed them in the RAD corridor, for when that pair spoke to each other on even ground, it always seemed you ended up drawn into their schemes, and far too often it ended with all three of you receiving a three-hour lecture from Lucifer. You approach cautiously and barely have time to open you mouth to ask them what they’re doing before Belphie mumbled a tired greeting around a yawn, and Satan half-turns to face you, green eyes calm but bright. “MC,” he says with a dip of his head. “We’re discussing how to curse all of Lucifer’s ties. Join us.”

Jerk: You were somewhere outside on the RAD grounds with Solomon and Simeon, discussing your latest Demonology 101 assignments. Luke had been with you, too, originally, but the small angel had returned to the building, insisting he needed to head back earlier or his small legs would make him be late for classes. It was strange to have a moment away from the brothers of the House of Lamentation. Ah, of course, thinking about them summons them. The raucous voices of your demons split the air, and then Mammon, Beel, Asmo, Satan, and Belphie were brushing past you and the other exchange students on their way back to the RAD buildings. Oh. Right. Yeah. Satan. Whether you’d done something as awful as dog-earing one of his books or just had a disagreement over tastes of literature, you knew he was angry. “Sa-” you started to say, holding out a hand to give him pause. Green eyes blazed as his gaze flicked towards you, and your ears rang as he bluntly clouted you on the side of the head with one of the books he was carrying before hurrying after his brothers. You would’ve fallen to the ground - much more from shock rather than any real pain or force, Satan would never actually hurt you - if you hadn’t stumbled against Solomon and Simeon, who were both staring open-mouthed after the Avatar of Wrath.

Private

Sweet: You were beginning to dose off on his bed when he returned from wherever he’d had to go. But then the gentle squeak of the door opening and closing again shocked you back into waking and you blearily raised your head to watch as Satan let himself back into his room. His eyes scanned the floor swiftly before landing on you as though you were the only light in a dark, choppy sea, and he was a sailor who’d been lost on the ocean for years. The lopsided, toothy grin and crinkling around the edges of his eyes was an expression you’d never get sick of. As he crossed the floor to sink onto his bed beside you, he had an energetic bounce in his step - a sort of soft, uncaring eagerness that he never showed in front of anyone but you. “Hey, kitten,” he greeted you with a musical laugh, leaning down to press his lips gently to your nose. “I thought you’d be asleep by now.”

Normal: He hardly looked up as you entered his bedroom, but that was just commonplace, really. You called out a greeting and he hummed in response, flipping a page in his book and then carefully marking his place with an emerald, ornate bookmark. Setting the tome carefully aside, he sat forward, reaching for a few books piled to one side, and held out a pair of them towards you. “I thought you’d like these,” he said absently, rising to his feet and taking a pace towards you to dump the books into your arms before drifting towards his bookshelves, his mind far away.

Jerk: What had you done to piss him off? Well, that was sometimes beyond you, especially with the Avatar of Wrath. You pout at him now, and he hardly acknowledges you in favour of flipping a page of the book he’s reading and murmuring. “Hm. Hm. Hm.” After you sigh for the nineteenth time, he suddenly speaks. “Hide not thy poison with such sugar’d words; lay not thy hands on me.” What? You eyes flick to the title of the book in his hands, which is most certainly not Shakespeare. “Forbear, I say! Their touch affrights me as a serpent’s sting.” It clicks, and you let your jaw fall open in disbelief before clamping it shut again. What a nerd. What a cute, stupid, angry, perfect nerd. Maybe you should be pissed at him, too, for only being able to spout angry Shakespeare instead of facing problems head on.

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Small ways they show affection

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Lucifer

Leaves roses on your desk or bedside table with a small cup of tea/coffee for you in the mornings, even if he isnt there, i feel like he would make you something warm to drink along with his normal coffee he has in the morning. Its not outright said, but he cares alot for you to do this every morning without fail, its become part of his routine now, not that he minds

Mammon

I feel like he would subconsciously play with your hair or your jewelry if you both are together, you both could be lost in deep conversation and he would just reach up and start playing with a strand. If you mention it to him, he would turn red and look away, claiming that he did nothing of the sorts

He gives you small shiny objects like a crow. A small bracelet, a pair of earrings, shiny rocks, coins, a cool leaf he found, he would give you those types of things

Leviathan

Leviathan is pretty socially awkward so you don't really get large displays of PDA from the demon, but if your waiting in line or are in a large crowd, he intertwines your pinkies together or holds onto your sleeve

I feel like he would also pre-save games that he thinks that you would really enjoy, sending you a vague text about saving it for you while his face is bright red behind the screen

Satan

He leaves you little note with quotes from romance novels, i will die on this hill. If he finds a book that he thinks you will like, he will leave the book on your desk with a small sticky note that reads something like 'and for the first time in his life, he felt comfortable, and its all thanks to her/him', cheesy stuff like that

Asmodeus

This man is so into PDA, a arm around your shoulder, his hand on your waist, arms linked together, fingers interlocked, he just loves PDA. But when you both are alone, you could just be talking and you have your legs over his lap, he rests his hand on your calf as you both talk

Alone, his touches are more gentle, more loving. He likes touch, and he feels just resting a hand on your leg or just resting his head on you

Beelzebub

He knows all of your favourite devildom drinks and snacks, he makes sure that he brings enough for you while he's on snack time. Sometimes they don't make it to the house but its the thought that counts!

But when they do, he restocks your small snack draw and leaves some on your desk, making sure you never go hungry

Belphegor

He would give you a small bracelet that he tops up with magic every night so that you don't have bad dreams, Is it annoying? Yes, but is it worth it to see you happy? 100% Yes

He would just lean on you, not out of sleepiness (even though it does happen), he likes to lean against your arm or rest his head on your shoulder

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Sorry i disappeared off of the face of the earth for a while, things came up and i was in a massive writing rut for a good long while lol

but anyways, IM BACK :D

This has not been proof read lmao, what should I do next?

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My apology for not posting obey me content (I only post Solomon)

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returning to Sherlock phase and these are the good quotes I find 😘👌

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Pick a chat emoji and an OM character then recreate it on your style.

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I wonder what Barb felt about the whole body swap thing😂

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I like to think that once MC has a pact with the brothers, their eyes turn the color of their respective sin whenever MC is indulging in that sin/using their power. I love the color coding but also how many scenarios or fics crop up from it in my brain.

Imagine Mammon is worried about his cooking not being good enough for you until he sees your eyes go red as you take your first bite.

Or Lucifer sees you being insulted by a demon and hesy worried you won't stand up for yourself, so he looks for the flash of green in your eyes.

Or Belphie makes a *questionable* noise while he stretches after waking up and barely catches the glint of pink before you turn away.

Rrrgh I love it

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AYO BARBEEL!?!?!?

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Definitely not me towards a schoolmate of mine today:

MC Gets in a Fight

You physically could not stand to listen to another word spouted by the lesser demon walking in front of you on the way home. They were complaining about the exchange program messing with their studies and the waste of time, space, and resources that the exchange students were taking up. They continued by stating that the House of Lamentation and Purgatory Hall were being misused and abusing their ruling power. They joked with their friend that Diavolo and the student council were fools for entertaining the angels and humans. Effectively bad mouthing everyone you had come to cherish. Without a second thought, you pounced.

The demon took the early advantage with their sweeping tail, talon-like nails and tough skin. They had  you pinned to the ground and punched at your head. Their first hit landed near your mouth before you started blocking. You tasted blood and grunted as they hit your defending forearms. They spit on you as they got off you, then kicked your side for good measure before joining their friends for a laugh.

You pushed yourself up and laughed along. With a wipe of your mouth, you knew you at least had a busted lip. You smiled through the pain, “That’s all you got after all that bragging?”

The demon scowled and stomped back towards you to tower over you. Even the “lesser” demons were big. “You need a lesson in knowing your place, human.”

“Make my day,” you offer without backing down.

The demon growled and wound up their arm to strike the side of your head. You ducked down to miss the swing and punched up into their stomach. Their tough skin hurt your knuckles but they doubled over with a gasp. Taking the opportunity, you punched wildly trying to get in as many punches as you could. The demon stumbled back and you continued, unrelenting. They tripped over themselves in your flurry and fell back, not without scratching at your face on the way down. You were now on top and yelled with a new wave of ferocity. You know how they say a human’s key trait is their endurance? Maybe the demon had taken you down earlier but now the ball was in your court.

After what felt like a few minutes, the surrounding demons came in to break up the fight. Someone pulled you off, as the lesser demon’s friend pulled them to their feet. They glared at you as they made their retreat. The crowd cleared and you found yourself alone. You looked around and couldn’t find your backpack that had your belongings like your D.D.D. and books. Since it was the weekend, you could figure out the books and homework with the brothers that shared classes with you but you had no way of contacting anyone so you started the long trek walking back to the House of Lamentation.

You were exhausted by the time you got back. The adrenaline of the fight was completely gone. Without a key or your D.D.D. you had to use the giant door knocker. You shook with the effort to raise it and knock twice. The last person you wanted to see right now answered the door.

Lucifer

Mammon

Leviathan

Satan

Asmodeus

Beelzebub

Belphegor

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Nah but I mean— imagine getting these

At the day of your exams tho 💀

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I fully believe that Solomon and MC just shout ""Wizard Spells"" at each other whenever they're bored. They shout shit like "I CAST MANUAL BLINKING" "I CAST MANUAL BREATHING" "I CAST EYELASH STUCK IN EYE" "I CAST TOTAL TOUNGE AWARENESS"

No real magic is used but a few demon brothers witnessed a "Wizard Duel" between MC and Solomon and got effected by "manual breathing" and fully believe that they are actually casting spells.

Lucifer: What in the devildom are you all up to now?

Mammon: SHH! MC and Solomon are having a wizard duel.

Belphie: I thought MC could only use our magic? Who's magic are they using?

Asmo: Their own!

Satan: They don't have magic.

Beel: Thats what we thought too but look.

-cut to MC and Solomon on opposite sides of the House of Lamentation's living room-

MC: I CAST INSTANT BRAZILLIAN WAX

Solomon: Oh you son of a bitch- I CAST ITCHY BONES!

MC: I CAST KIDNEY STONES!

Solomon: I CAST ENDOMETRIOSIS!

Lucifer: This is ridiculous. These aren't real spells.

MC: I CAST MANUAL BREATHING

Lucifer: *starts focusing on breathing* Wait what

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I love Barbatos and Luke's relationship so much 🥹

They both seem so genuinely happy to hang out together which is huge for Luke considering he hated demons at the start. Barbatos got himself a son little apprentice and Luke got another father figure. It warms my heart to see them having so much fun together

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posting this here because its glorious creds to user

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Diavolo: you have issues

Solomon: 🥰💅

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beel fanfic writers after making him say “im hungry.. for you..”

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Why ths 😈 look so mad 😭😭😭