#mammon-satan-blog vent

[mammon-satan-blog]

Hey this is a vent post

This will be dealing with some sensitive topics

This also talks about a bit of an issue I have

You have been warned

I have a problem

To others it might seem like it's not that big of a problem some might think it's normal.

But this isn't normal.

I can't control it.

I Daydream a lot

I don't know you must be thinking 'oh that is completely normal everyone Daydreams'

But what I do is a bit different.

When I daydream I have to keep moving. I cannot sit still. Whether it be pacing around my room, rocking back and forth on my bed, or tossing and turning the vigorously on my bed.

I'll make random noises out of the blue.

When I daydream I can go on for hours. To the point where sometimes I forget to eat I forget to shower I forget to take care of my personal needs.

And ever so slowly it takes from me

And the thing that's so scary about when I daydream is that it makes me love it.

I can create anything. I can make myself look different, make myself look like what I always wished to be.

It wraps its arms around me and whispers in my ear telling me that I'm safe that I have nothing to worry about.

It has claws around my throat making it feel like a hug.

And it hurts me

I don't feel it hurt me but I know it does. But I don't want to let go I want to let it keep squeezing it's claws around me as it whispers that I'm safe, that it's the only one that can understand me that.

This is where I belong.

It's nothing but sweet addicting bitter poison

The thing is I don't see it. I don't see how it makes my eyes gloss over and make me stare off into the distance.

I often think that I need help.

But how am I supposed to tell someone without sounding crazy.

'oh yeah I spent hours pacing back and forth alone in my room making stories and elaborate plots with characters who I speak out their dialogue and care for more than anything and respond to myself. I also listen to music that makes it more interesting more pumped up and more depth. And some songs will spiral down into a new story or plot' and 'I get highly emotional when I make these daydreams I also channel up the emotions of the characters I create.'

And what sucks about it is when you become aware. When reality sinks its teeth in. You realize none of it was real. The emotions, the love, the happiness you felt was just a figment of your imagination. You realize that no one will ever feel that for you. that it's just in your head. That this isn't what you really look like or sound like. You're not a famous person or a wizard or an angle

You're just you

And I hate being around people because people make noise and they're talking and I can never get back into it.

People tell me every time they look at me I look angry or irritated. Or when they try to talk to me I just give them short answers or brush them off.

I just like to be alone

Me and the world I created for myself.

I've lost myself in the world that doesn't exist.

And I don't think I want to be found.

[d34dlysinner]

hello, I hope you're well, I really loved your writing, but as I'm still not sure about certain blogs, I apologize if you don't write or I'm asking in the wrong way. Anyway, I would like to know what the kings' reaction would be to seeing MC sleeping on the couch after a heated argument? Feel free if you want to decline the request, and I apologize if there are any errors in English, thank you ✨

No worries, I do write 😭

I just take my time answering asks at the moment.

Your English is good btw! Thanks for liking my content!!

Satan and argument is probably the worst you'll experience. He wouldn't lay hands on you. He never would want to think of laying hands on you, but there will be screaming and running off to cool off. If he's very angry he'll take some time to cool off. It can even take a few days. Sometimes he would hear advice of others which can help him cool down. He at the end couldn't be very angry with you specifically. And after thinking how cute, and at the same time hot, you were he just needed to see you.

He returns to see you sleeping on the couch. He did sense that you were angry and he knew its because of the amount of time he took while cooling down, not even because of the argument anymore.

He likes it when your angry in general. Even now when it's directed at him. He doesn't feel the same anger anymore and just wanted to take you in his arms at that moment.

He joins you on the couch and shakes you awake. When you complained to him he just had to take a chance and ask.

"You want to vent your anger in a different way?"

You knew exactly what he was asking for and knew exactly that you being angry was arousing him too much.

But you felt some relief that he wasn't angry at you anymore as the problem of before was long forgotten.

Mammon would look at your tiny form on the couch. Asking himself why you would lie there of all places. It's very rare to fight with Mammon and when you do you both usually fix the problem and argument before sleeping.

The arguments most of the time would be you both disagreeing on something. Where you were more heated about the argument than he was. He had this demeanor where it seemed as if he wasn't taking you serious which makes things worse at times.

Seeing you sleep on the couch kind of was like a reality check for him. He would sigh before taking you to the bedroom so you can sleep on a actual comfortable bed instead of a couch.

In the morning he would apologise for acting nonchalantly about the problem and he'll cuddle a lot with you.

Leviathan would be by his own to cool himself after the argument. After a while of thinking he would walk around to search for where you were staying only to see you on the couch.

An argument with him could get very heated. It would be both of you trying to prove a point without seeing the other person's point of view. Or it would be something where you're very emotional and you both need some time to cool off because you don't want it to turn into a "screaming match".

After thinking about how wrong you were or how annoying you were Leviathan still had to admit that he should've listened to your reasoning before cutting you off multiple times.

When he saw you on the couch he sighed and woke you up so you both can try and listen to each other. After the talk he would embrace you and allows you to sleep peacefully in his bed coffin.

Beelzebub would look at you sleeping on fhe couch with a look of amusement pasted on his face.

An argument with him can start with just the way he says stuff. He can be nice, but he also can be very rude if he wants to. Normally he would do it in a joking matter, but at times he does forget to use a filter when he's being serious. He would either apologise later on or brush it off. At times he's happy that you don't take all his words to heart. He doesn't mean to scare you away after all.

When he returns to see you on the couch, still angry with him, he just snickered and joined you on the couch. He would hug you closely and kiss your forehead before apologising for his words.

[yan-lorkai]

i've been thinking about something and i thought you should hear it too,

mc is lilith's descendant but they're also a creation of the brothers' hatred for each other. like how lucifer was feeling so much wrath he created satan, the brothers' hate for each other created a curse and gave mc life [let's assume their mother couldn't have a child for the sake of this au-]

so when mc learns this, they try to stay away from the brothers as much as possible. how do you think the broters would react? [btw you're my fav yandere blog, keep up the great work, ily take care of yourself <3]

｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+ A/N: This is certainly interesting, darling. Got me thinking about tons of things that could happen if this was the case. Poor Mc though, they already deal with too much! I hope you enjoy! <3

｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+ Warning: Yandere content, kidnapping, I think that's it? Let me know if I forgot a tag.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Assuming he didn't know this, Lucifer would feel stunned. Did the hate, agony and all the sadness they have felt for centuries culminate in one being? A being that also carries Lilith's blood? He remembers the first arduous days that followed after the war, he remembers how Satan behaved and screamed, how he felt everything at once without knowing what to do.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ And he knows that up to this point, you must have had a pretty rough time growing up, being haunted by memories and events that you didn't see or witness, being tormented by their suffering without knowing what's up with you.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ You want to pull away and run away when find out about your origins, and honestly he understands. Lucifer understands but he will not allow this to happen. Just as you fixed his family, he and his brothers will help you process and deal with all of this. Even if you're screaming and crying at them, trying to escape them, trying to disappear from their lives. It's all for your own good, he assure you.

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.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Mammon is the most empathetic of the brothers, as well as being the one who spends the most time with you since the beginning of the exchange program. It was clear that he noticed that you had your moments of anger and bitter hatred or long periods of sadness, even without an apparent reason. And he tried to help you the best he could. When the cause of your problem was revealed, Mammon tripled his efforts to help you.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ You are family and families help each other. Even if your family is hysterical and trying to disappear because of the conflicting feelings they have. Memories can't be erased like that and yes, it's unfortunate that you are made up of all their suffering, but he won't let you get away that easily. So run, scream and fight with him, with them, Mammon will make sure that at the end of the night you are back home.

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.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ For Levi, this is all a bad joke, the plot of a terrible anime. He remembers how he felt during each of the celestial wars, but most of all he remembers the war that caused his downfall. There was so much pain, so much suffering everywhere he looked. Heaven lost its brilliant children, his angel brothers would carry a weight in their hearts and a bitter memory of the events; the first time angels were cast out. As a general, especially after the fall, Levi had no intention of continuing to live anywhere other than the home he was given.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ His room was his safe haven, where he could cry and vent alone. Where he could exist without fear of judgment and the tragedies that haunted him. Knowing that you are the result of all this makes him immensely sad, despite this he doesn't know how to comfort you because everything he knows as comfort may not be enough for you. But he doesn't intend to give up so easily, even if in small steps Levi tries to look for ways to show you that you has no reason to fear, now that you knows about your origin, there's no reason to stay away. On the contrary, this could be worse now.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ It may not seem like it, but he knows exactly what kind of thoughts are running through his head and the heads of his brothers. A general knows how to read his opponent like his own hand and knows that having a focused and calm mind is the key to the situation. He knows that if he joined forces with each of his brothers, you wouldn't stand a chance. You are theirs now and forever.

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.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Satan knows what it's like to exist feeling only one emotion, so he completely understands how conflicted your feelings must be and, while he himself feels conflicted between letting you go to mentally heal and processing everything, he also wants to keep you close.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ However, if you really want to leave then he will go with you and this is non-negotiable. The others are hunting you and only he can take you through shortcuts and open portals, you need him. He is someone who can support you in difficult times and rinse your tears, to cheer you up, get you out of bed and make you forget your problems, like he wished someone had done when he came into existence. Even though a part of him feels really smug for being the one who shares a strong bond with you; being created against your will through a feeling that does not define you.

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.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Asmo didn't even know something like that could be possible, but then again he also didn't know that someone could feel so much anger and literally give birth to a new being. He is surprised, quite surprised by the revelation that you are kind of a creation with Lilith's blood but also with a little bit of his brothers, their feelings and thoughts. And he wants to help, but like Levi he's not sure how to help.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ So instead he spread word for his followers to keep their eyes wide open and if they see someone who reassembles you, then to tell him immediately. You can run away all you want but you can't truly escape him and his brothers, as many eyes are on your back wherever you are.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ When you're back he is affectionate as usual, kissing your cheeks and wiping your tears as you cry. Yes darling, everything it's too much and you need some time to process all those facts but you are gonna face it this with him and his brothers, you are part of the family after all.

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.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Beel feels sad knowing that you were born surrounded by pain and the terrors of war they all felt, they got better through the years, overcomes their pain and accepted Lilith's passing. There's still some issues they have to fix, but each brother is doing everything they can to found you when you run away. And Beel goes around Devildom with Belphie to search for you on your favorite spots.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ He knows it may be painful to be near them right now but Beel can't let you go. He already let Lilith go because he couldn't protect her but he sure can protect you, even if he has to protect you from yourself. When he finds you, Beel throws you into his arms and hurries home, without carrying how you punch and scream at him to let you go.

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.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Belphie knows that instead of thinking how you feel and how bad your life was dealing with their sorrow, it's the first to act. He knows you well, knows how you think, what you feel and how you react to thinks, more times than he should Belphie used to invade your dreams without you noticing just to watch you, to study you. Sometimes to come closer to you, to hold your hands and ask for forgiveness for how wrongdoings. You never remembered though, he didn't want you to remember he could do this.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ In all your dreams though you always had a particularly spot that you loved to go and hide when you needed some time alone. He take Beel with him when they go, he knows you're there, he can feel it. And when they find you, Belphie puts you to sleep with his powers. His brothers can comfort you with their words and affections meanwhile he could work with your unconscious.

[sixknight]

Thinking about this post I made...

If the Brothers had a Tumblr

Lucifer- Mostly just follows Diavolo, his brothers, and MC. Uses it somewhat as a journal but also reblogs art, quotes from books, and music. Sometimes argues with Mammon in the notes.

Mammon- Reblogs a lot of those money/luck will come your way posts. Also reblogs a lot of photos of cars, jewelry, and money. Uses it as a diary for random thoughts sometimes (usually about MC or his brothers) too and likes to post selfies showing off. Gets anon hate and it's usually just Asmo trying to mess with him.

Leviathan- Anime, video games, movies, idols! It's full of fandom posts from himself and others! He also reblogs a lot of animal pics. Occasional shitpost bc he thinks they're funny. Also shares and reblogs cosplay and sewing tips. Has a nice little circle of gaming otaku mutuals that he cherishes.

Asmodeus- Reblogs and posts a lot of fashion and makeup stuff. Posts selfies/thirst traps every day. His blog also gets very n/s/f/w bc he is Horny On Main™️ (much to Lucifer's embarrassment... "Don't post that it could be on the internet forever Asmo". Complains about Mammon occasionally. Has definitely met up with some of his followers to sleep with them.

Satan- Reblogs academia aesthetic posts. Posts and reblogs a lot of stuff about books and even gives book recommendations. Lots of cat pictures... Like, every cat picture he sees... Also uses it to vent to help him with his anger. Loves having discussions with askers over books and is down to proof read people's stories if they come to him for it.

Beelzebub- Follows soooooo many recipe blogs. Reblogs every pic of food he sees and tags them with "🤤". Reblogs pics of animals from time to time too, especially the cute puppy pictures he sees. Also reblogs workout tips. Sometimes talks about himself, MC, and his brothers on his blog, mostly about Belphie. Posts workout selfies and gains a bunch of followers from them.

Belphegor- Reblogs a lot of those memes/shitposts that are like "DJ blankie and DJ pillow in the house tonight" and "girls when they have to get out of bed". Literally every random thought he has gets tossed into this void. Also reblogs recipes and tags Beel in them. Tags MC in things that he knows they like too.

[obeymewriter]

✧*。 welcome to the cafe may I have your order dearest customer.

☾︎★☽︎ — do call me neko or kuro. I am fine with any Pronounce. I am free most of the time, but I am usually busy also. I'm scorpic ⍟, Infp. I do hope we get along dear customer or should I say master~

@obeymewriter

☁︎☀︎︎☁︎ — main fandom: i write for obey me for now

☾︎★☽︎ — rules and regulations:

☆.1 respect everyone opinion. If you can't then please do leave the cafe

★.2 This is a peaceful place. I do not follow any kind of rudeness or bullying or discourage

♤.3 this blog might have dark content and maybe 18 r content. If this makes you uncomfortable, please block me

♠︎.4 dni if you are racist, tranphobic, homophobic, MAP, etc

♡.5 this is comfort place so do please if you feel sad or scared or upset etc please do come here rant or vent to me I will try my best to comfort you as best I can

☁︎☀︎︎☁︎ — what I write for: male gn female readers romantic and platonic, any type of reader, child teen angel demon etc.

☾︎★☽︎ — what I will not write for: in*cest r4pe,nsfw (for nsfw for now)

☁︎☀︎︎☁︎ — characters I write for romantic platonic: lucifer, mammon, leviathan, satan, asmodeus, beelzebub, belphegor, diavolo, barbatos, solomon, simeon, Thirteen, mephistopheles, raphael

☾︎★☽︎ — characters I write for only platonic: luca, litte d's

☆★I hope you enjoy this cafe master. Nya★☆

[leviachansbaka]

vent?

I don't know why I still come to tumblr. Most of the notifications I receive are from porn bots, and that's pretty upsetting. I also don't feel like I'm part of the fandom. No one cares if I'm here (and that makes sense since I'm not even trying to interact with others anymore)

at this point, I don't know if I'll like season 4 (even though the new characters seemed pretty cool)

when I played obey me for the first time, I fell in love with the game. Everything was funny, silly, chaotic, lovey-dovey, intriguing, etc. But lately, I feel like solmare is dragging it as much as possible, and it's tiring

the events, stories, and almost everything kind of feels the same. The romantic scenes and dialogues are similar to previous scenes and dialogues in-game. Levi accidentally creates trouble with his video games, and guess what? The same thing happens a bunch of chapters later. We literally have to help Satan with his "daddy issues" every season. The writers portray Lucifer as the main boy even if the player is not into him, the brothers keep mistreating Mammon, and the list goes on and on

and I also feel like there's almost no relationship development with the love interests?? like, mc can kiss them and even sleep with them, but they'll act like that never happened later

the main story is a mess, and I'm not even going to bother talking about it

anyways, maybe I'll deactivate this blog. I'm tired

[soporificdelights]

》 DREAMER, the POLYMITARIUS has chosen you. The INPERIUM await 《

Lucia ☪ Adult ☪ She/They

Welcome to my self-ship blog, SoporificDelights! It’s always harder to talk about myself than it is to talk about my F/Os but I suppose introducing myself is step one, aha. As you’ve seen, I’m Lucia (though Lu is also acceptable) and I love to write, draw, and daydream. I enjoy gaming but I lean more toward story based ones (RPG’s and Sims mostly) though I do enjoy trying out new games outside my usual. I also enjoy anime and manga, so expect some of my interests from a little bit of everywhere. 

I enjoy gushing and ranting about my F/Os but I also enjoy gushing with others about theirs. If you ever wanted to rave about how sweet your F/O is, or just talk about our S/Is interacting or something please open my messages! I adore talking to people. I’m pretty low energy most days (between work and household things) so I love just sitting down to talk about my darlings and/or/with friends and like minded people. That said...

Before you Contact/Interact:

This blog isn't strictly SFW. With that said, for my comfort and sanity, please do not interact if you are under 18. I understand that not everyone has the same maturity and people grow at different speeds/rates. I don’t mind if you look at my blog, I just do not wish to get asks/messages, likes, or reblogs from minors.

Anything with sensitive or upsetting content will always be tagged as such. Just because it’s my space doesn’t mean I want you to feel unsafe or uncomfortable in it.

I’m not sure on my stance about sharing Romantic F/Os as of the moment, so for now, if we do share, please just warn me ahead of time. I don’t mind gushing about F/Os and our relationships with them, but I’m unsure if I feel comfortable seeing art/writing and such.

If you ever want to trade art/writing/etc for my art/writing, don’t hesitate to message me! I’m just as eager to see you happy with your F/Os as I am with my own.

Likes, Reblogs, and Replies are not just welcomed but appreciated.

F/Os & Tags below

General tags:

Headcanons, General Rambles, and Answered Asks: (Daydreams)

Vents, Triggers, and Upsetting Content: (Nightmares)

Self Insert: (Dreamer)

Art: (Dreamcrafting)

Writing: (Dreamweaving)

Romantic F/Os [Last Updated 2/7/24]

Guzma (Pokemon) 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 [My Home is You]

Piers (Pokemon) 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 [Moonlight Duet]

Satan (Obey Me/Nightbringer) 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 [Forward With Interlocked Fingers]

Inumaki Toge (Jujustu Kaisen) 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 [Serenity in Silence]

Terano “South” Minami (Tokyo Revengers) 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 [Violent Lovers Melody]

Shiba Taiju (Tokyo Revengers) 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 [Bittersweet Love Game]

Hanma Shuji (Tokyo Revengers) 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 [Never A Dull Moment]

Dabi (My Hero Academia) 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 [We Burn Brighter Together]

Queerplatonic F/Os:

Shigaraki Tomura (My Hero Academia) ☾ [Multiplayer Chaos]

Mammon (Obey Me/Nightbringer) ☾ [Heart of Gold]

Diavolo (Obey Me/Nightbringer) ☾ [A Worthy Future]

Mochizuki “Mochi” Kanji (Tokyo Revengers) ☾ [Big Soft Must Smooch]

Akashi “Sanzu” Haruchiyo (Tokyo Revengers) ☾ [The River and Judgment]

Wakasa Imaushi (Tokyo Revengers) ☾ [Blank Faces and Playful Kisses]

Arashi “Benkei” Keizo (Tokyo Revengers) ☾ [All-Encompassing Warmth]

Akashi Takeomi (Tokyo Revengers) ☾ [Drink Depress Repeat]

Familial F/Os:

Plumeria (Pokemon) ☆ [Our Stupid Brothers and Sisters]

Marnie (Pokemon) ☆ [Your Smile Worth Life Itself]

Magne (My Hero Academia) ☆ [Brutish yet Beautiful]

Spinner (My Hero Academia) ☆ [We Bleed the Same]

Twice (My Hero Academia) ☆ [Sincerely Still You]

Himeko Toga (My Hero Academia) ☆ [To Live and Love Freely]

Kurokawa Izana (Tokyo Revengers) ☆ [Build the Mightiest Kingdom]

Kakucho (Tokyo Revengers) ☆ [Holding Our Precious Things]

Beelzebub (Obey Me/Nightbringer) ☆ [Midnight Snacks Taste Better Together]

Belphegor (Obey Me/Nightbringer) ☆ [Naps and Cuddle Puddles]

Leviathan (Obey Me/Nightbringer) ☆ [Grinding Confidence EXP]

Platonic F/Os:

Sano “Mikey” Manjiro (Tokyo Revengers) 𖤓 [A Dark and Hollow Throne]

Madarame Shion (Tokyo Revengers) 𖤓 [Scary Dog Where]

Inui “Inupi” Seishu (Tokyo Revengers) 𖤓 [Low Battery Puppy Energy]

Kokonoi “Koko” Hajime (Tokyo Revengers) 𖤓 [Very Cash Money]

Lucifer (Obey Me/Nightbringer) 𖤓 [A Challenge for Pride]

Asmodeus (Obey Me/Nightbringer) 𖤓 [Sleepovers and Make-up]

Barbatos (Obey Me/Nightbringer) 𖤓 [Tea and Biscuits]

Simeon (Obey Me) 𖤓 [A Pinch of Sugar]

Luke (Obey Me) 𖤓 [Small But Mighty]

Solomon (Obey Me/Nightbringer) 𖤓 [Kitchen Privileges Revoked]

[princessozera]

Therapist MC

Anon request:  What if MC was a professional therapist and tried to get the brothers to open up and get their problems off their chest, because let's be honest, they all need therapy from bottling up their feelings for so long.

A/N: Tiny bit of angst

GN!MC (they/them, 3rd ppov)

Word count: 2.7k

"It's not really manipulating if it's for their own good... right?"

It's not really manipulation at all, but MC feels guilty none the less. Everyone in the house of lamentation needed to talk things out, and while a whole family session would probably help IN THEORY, MC is both physically and mentally not strong enough to handle that kind of showdown. Quite frankly, no human is.

There's an argument to be made that some of their issues tie in with their sin and that makes it impossible to break out of bad habits, but that's not MC's goal. They aren't trying to fix everything, or change them, they only want to help them heal a little.

None of them would ever own up to needing therapy anyways, so MC has to divide and conquer. It's a good thing the brothers are creatures of habit and routine. And even better that MC's always had a deep interest in pavlovian conditioning.

Lucifer

Being the eldest and strongest of 7- not to mention the right hand man to a prince- undeniably comes with heavy burdens that few can relate to.

Being the avatar of pride did nothing to help this, Lucifer refused to rely on others even with his emotions and burdens. After all, the last time he'd been so open and vulnerable, he'd been forced into servitude with a pact he still yields to in this day and age.

As if the gray hairs weren't worrisome enough, MC doesn't miss the contemplative staring into the distance, the long periods of isolation and exhaustion working endlessly day in and out- Lucifer almost single handedly carries the RAD student body and there's little to show for his work. MC tries to sit with him when they can, cracking little jokes, learning Lucifer's favorite snacks to bring him on particularly busy days, hoping their presence at least can provide some comfort.

MC tries to take some of the load off his shoulders, offering to summarize the less important paperwork and help with filing, trying to get him to relax enough so he can feel comfortable enough to ramble about his stress- anything to get it off his chest. Lucifer clearly see's through their efforts and insists that being in their company is help enough.

MC isn't discouraged, they knew he wouldn't give in so easily, so instead they learn to realize when he had a smaller workload or was starting to reach a peak level of stress, and prepared a routine of demonus and music to get him to trust them.

MC wants to be able to have intimate moments like this with him in the future, without it necessarily starting a dump session or always bringing up bad feelings- that would push Lucifer away more than anything else. So they pick very specific drinks and even buy a brand new record for them to listen to together during these little talks. They also make a point to always mark a turning point in the conversation with a few key phrases ("You seem to be-", "Have you been getting enough rest-").

It takes a few repeated nights like this before Lucifer can really start to open up and realize that these moments will always be confidential, and most importantly he will be safe with MC. They fall into a pattern- a lull in the work, an offering of wine. Dim lights, and background music, MC carries the conversation until Lucifer is relaxed enough to join in. A few lines from him, a few questions from MC, and soon Lucifer is leaning on their shoulder, or has them placed against his chest as he talks to his hearts content.

It's not always sad or dark topics, sometimes Lucifer just wants to hear MC's opinions on things, or pose silly questions that get him weird looks from others. Sometimes those questions hide darker meanings, so MC makes sure to guide the conversation carefully and keep an eye on the amount of demonus Lucifer drinks during a session.

Lucifer can't handle personal talks like this as well as MC, but that's to be expected, they are trained after all. So instead he shows he cares with acts of service; taking over chores, inviting them to lunch, offering to help with any problems they might encounter.

MC makes it clear that Lucifer can come speak to them whenever and continues to stop by when they can spare the time, for who will care for the care giver?

Mammon

No matter how close of friends Mammon and MC become, there are some things he just refuses to talk about, and they're often the things that need to be said the most.

He's been the distraction, the emotional punching bag of the family and it didn't take a trained therapist to see it or worry about the damage it was doing to him, demon psychology be damned.

MC tries to broach the topic with him one day, and quickly learns that he's a deflector. Mammon changed the topic immediately, and every time after that when MC tries to gently push him to talk about it. But Mammon hadn't reacted hostile to the questioning, so MC decided to let him come talk to them on his own terms.

It happened after a night of drinking- liquid courage and all that.

While he'd never put a label to it or talk to his brothers about it, Mammon is the most open about talking with MC about these things. He'll almost always be the one to come to MC first, kicking it off with a quick "Hey, could we talk later?" instead of his usual "Are you busy right now?" or "Where are you, we're going out!".

Mammon likes to pretend it isn't happening, like it's any old thing. He'll ask to have a movie playing in the background that neither is watching. He'll play with MC's hand, their hair, poking fun at their clothes between serious statements. But the one thing he always refuses to let MC see him crying. So instead MC offers an alternative- they will turn around and he'll cry into their back, and oddly enough it works for them. He's comforted by them and their presence, without the shame he feels at being vulnerable like this when he knows his brothers would never let him hear the end of it.

Mammon also makes it a point to be around if MC ever needs to talk. He wants them to know they can trust him too, so if he ever thinks they're holding something back from him, he'll try to take them out on a fun day to see if they'll be willing to talk afterwards.

Levi

MC's methods with Levi are indirect. Considering that asking him regular questions about love and "normie stuff" send him into a tangent of grumbles, it's not hard to imagine Levi shutting down almost immediately if MC were to try to talk about his self depreciation in any sort of seriousness.

So instead, MC speaks to him in the language of video games and manga.

He'll be in the middle of an intense gaming session when an innocent question is posed. What does he like about his favorite characters? Why are they so amazing? MC insists it's okay if he's mentioned it a hundred times before, they want to hear it again. And Levi's great at multitasking, so he'll go into his passionate speeches about the great Henry and the undefeatable Ruri chan. He feels silly at the bit of pride he feels when MC tells him that he has some of the same characteristics he praises in these characters, but Levi thinks they must be bluffing, so he tries to change the topic around on them.

MC also asks about Levi's least favorite characters, and when he starts to bash and berate them can't help but pose another "random thought"; did Levi see a bit of himself reflected in them? Is that why he hated them?

If Levi stops playing his games entirely to stare at MC, they reassure him that it was simply a hypothetical; you don't really need a reason to hate a character, so they meant no harm in that question. MC points out characters they hated for that reason- seeing the worst of themselves reflected- to try to ease Levi's concern, and so he'll resume gaming and he's finally more open to a conversation.

It's all video game and manga characters, comparing each other and their traits, good and bad to keep it even.

Satan

"If any of my co workers saw me do this, I'd get fined and my license suspended immediately."

Satan was a tricky case, he was more analytical of the media he consumed, so MC couldn't pull the same trick as with Levi. There was also the possibility that if he figured out what MC was trying to do, he'd start to ignore them altogether, or in an extreme case, threaten them. So what did MC decide to do?

Get him a drink.

Fine, 3 or 4 may be more than "a drink" but the gentleman brother had few other vices MC could use to their benefit. Similar to Lucifer, MC picks a very specific drink to have Satan associate with trust and opening up, and works very had to set the atmosphere just right for Satan to want to talk about his doubts and fears.

It was a balancing act at first, the first time was too many drinks and Satan had been inconsolable about the cat he hadn't seen in a week. The next time, he hadn't been relaxed enough and when the topic switched to Lucifer and his birth, he'd became so enraged that he smashed the bottle they had been drinking from. He hadn't flown into a blind rage, but it had been enough for MC to decide to leave that topic after a longer build up of trust.

These talks with Satan often ended up with Satan laying across MC's lap as he let the weight of the devildom crush the words out of him- disjointed, ugly, messy, and more than a touch acidic. Once MC had posed a question or topic, Satan ran with it until the exhaustion from thousands of years of pent up anger started to catch up to him.

MC never let him fall asleep like this though, always bringing conversation back to lighter topics before he drifted off to sleep. They'd run a hand through his hair and assure him that he was not just a by product of Lucifer, or an accumulation of his sin. Satan was his own demon, and he wasn't defined by the actions of those before him.

Satan often didn't remember the contents of the conversation the next day, only feeling a weight off his shoulders and his steps a little lighter. He always made sure to take MC out to lunch for 'inconveniencing' them the night before, but thanks them for keeping him company when he was less than amicable. Satan goes out of his way to set up similar sessions for MC, thinking that destressing with conversation must be one of the ways they show affection, so he wanted to show he was paying attention to their 'love language'.

Asmo

Working with Asmo is a trade off and a battle of wits.

He's not stupid, the first time MC tried to push him into sensitive territory during one of their spa nights, he called them out on it. Asmo's also smart enough to know that MC wouldn't just drop it because he asked, so he agrees to their little therapy sessions, on his terms.

The sessions were to be held at most, once every 2 weeks, and MC had to let Asmo pamper them while they talked. Skin care, nails, hair, full 9 yards or it was a no go.

While Asmo never turned down a chance to spend quality time with MC, showing off his multiple talents, there was another purpose to the self care routine. Asmo planned to carefully manipulate the version of himself he shows MC, the perfect role of vulnerable and trusting, to make them believe they were leading the therapy sessions without actually revealing too much about himself. Can't have them seeing that ugly side of him after all.

But Asmo's met his match in MC. They came prepared with their own little turn around, letting Asmo believe he was leading them by the nose but every so often MC would ask him for advice and opinions, theoretically, "asking for a friend."

MC was careful in wording the situation for each "friend" to get a feel for Asmodeus true nature, and if they suspected that he was catching on, they'd make the next question a little more personal so he'd believe the "friend" he was asking about was really themselves.

It's a good thing that DDDs came password protected because trying to stay 3 steps ahead of Asmo's lead took some careful planning and there was an entire subfolder dedicated to MC's 'game plan'.

Beel

MC comes to Beel directly, explaining their line of work and if he'd ever want to speak with them about how he's doing and about his everyday life. Beel's a little confused, he doesn't think anything was wrong per se, but he was always down to spend more time alone with MC so he would entertain these little talks they suggested.

Beel was surprised when MC invited him to the gym late one night for their first "therapy visit". The gym was abandoned, but he'd missed his workout earlier in the day so it all worked out.

While MC stretched and did light workouts near him, Beel went about his usual routine. He didn't understand how this would be considered a therapy, but working out did always make him feel better, so he answered any random question that MC asked him.

MC asked about his brothers, why he loved the food he loved. Silly little things, but he indulged them.

What had he felt about Belphie being gone? Was he still mad at Lucifer for lying?

These questions were heavier than the weights he was bench pressing, and for a second, Beel lost his grip and was pinned under the bar for the first time in his life. He caught his breath quickly, and managed to lift the weights, unsure if MC had caught his slip. He holds them up for a moment before continuing his set as usual, mulling over their questions.

Working out helps him think through his feelings and gives him an excuse to pause before answer MC's questions, but he never tried to hide anything from them.

MC leads the first few months of workout therapy, working through the problems they knew most about, and after that Beel took the lead, inviting them out to the gym late at night when he needed to talk, if MC was down for it of course.

Belphie

Another deflector. Conversations that could venture into sensitive topics weren't rare with Belphegor, far from it in fact. So by now MC's noticed his usual patterns. His brothers, his memories, pillows, astronomy. Belphegor will talk about anything that isn't actually about himself.

MC takes a similar approach as to the one with Leviathan, pulling Belphie into conversations with astrology and constellations. MC tells him stories associated with constellations, some ringing a little too familiar to moments from Belphie's life, but he didn't know about human mythology so he couldn't call them out on it.

Belphegor has some inkling of what MC is trying to do, but he's seen the good it's done for Beel so tries to humor the idea for a bit. He starts off in control, a bit distant and cold in his critique of the myths MC told him, but as the night drags on, anger colors his tone.

Betrayal, humiliation, the bitter taste of realizing you were wrong.

Belphegor doesn't know when he switched from 3rd person to first, but he's shocked to hear his own voice fume over the way his brothers treated him when he first came back, how quickly everyone had tossed months of secrets away as if there weren't at least 4 treasons mixed in there.

Hypocrisy? Or just realizing there's a band aid on a nuclear reactor, well on it's way to imploding?

[weebswrites]

Heyy! I recently came across your blog and a absolutely love your writing! 🥰

Would it be possible to request an angst hc with the Obey me brothers? So maybe the bros were having a bad day and they lash out at the MC. The MC leaves them alone and the brothers don’t hear from them for hours and think MC just doesn’t want to talk to them but in reality MC got attacked and is barely alive. And maybe MC summons the brother with what little strength they have left so the brother is met with an MC laying in front of them almost dead.

Ah I’m sorry I know this is a lot so feel free to ignore this if it’s too much! Have a good day :D

A/N: YES YES YES I LOVE THIS THANK YOU ANON

The Demon Bros Saving Your Life (this will have swear words and light descriptions of violence so if that makes you uncomfortable read at your own discretion pls I love u guys)

Lucifer

“MC, please just leave me alone” he spat, trying to stay calm but losing his patience quickly

“Lucifer, I’m not letting you shove me away. You can do that to your brothers, but not to me” you insist, remembering your conversation where he said to ignore him when he tried to push you away

“I’ll do what I want to you, human, don’t forget your place” he boomed, so loud your eyes reactively filled with tears

“Fine, do what you want” you mutter at him before storming out, slamming the door behind you

He knew he fucked up, but wasn’t in the headspace to chase after you, so he stayed in his office and worked. He’d apologize later

You ran out of the HoL, just wanting to be out of Lucifer’s reach for a bit. You decide to go to Purgatory Hall to visit Simeon, your best friend outside of the HoL, but take the scenic route there to clear your head a bit and calm down. Before you know it the sun is setting, and figure you should get to Simeon’s sooner rather than later.

“Hey, aren’t you Lucifer’s bitch” you hear from an alleyway, and suddenly you’re just as annoyed as before. But you know better than to engage with any demons that are egging you on like that, so you keep walking

Then you’re grabbed from behind and slammed against a brick wall, hitting your head roughly against the surface

“Fuck” you exhale, vision already blurring

“Think you can ignore me, human? You’re weak here, nothing” the demon drove a fist into your stomach, causing you to cough

“I’ll show you not to come back to the Devildom ever again, filthy human”

By the time he was done you were a bloody mess crumpled on the ground, in the fetal position to protect your vital organs as much as you could, but you felt yourself losing consciousness

The demon spat on you before leaving, laughing as he walked away. Your body was in so much pain, and you felt yourself losing your grip on reality

You could felt your lips moving as your vision turned to black, and your last coherent thought before blacking out was realizing you were summoning Lucifer

“I...summon the Avatar of Pride...” you inhaled as much as you could, but his name came out a whisper, “Lucifer”

You saw his legs appear before you lost consciousness, thankful you were actually able to summon him

“What the fuck” was his first comment, as he didn’t see you at his feet, but as soon as he did he felt his heart shatter

“MC! Fuck, MC. MC?” he shook you very lightly, and when you didn’t respond he went into overdrive. He picked you up gently in his arms after examining where you were most badly injured, as to not make anything worse

He was in demon form from the moment he saw you, wanting as much of his strength at his disposal as he could have. He flew you to the nearest hospital (idk if there’s a hospital in the devildom but there is now) and demanded you be placed in the best care possible, and also made it very clear that he wasn’t going to leave your side

He watched as doctors sewed your wounds closed and put an IV in your arm, unable to take his eyes off their every move. After a few hours, the doctor turned to Lucifer

“They should wake up within a few hours,” the doctor said before leaving

“Thank you. Please mail the bill to Lord Diavolo and I’ll take care of it” he said, figuring that was easier than having to fill out the HoL on paperwork

He was then alone with you, and he scooted his chair next to your bed and took your hand in his, holding it gently

“I’m so sorry, MC” he whispered and pressed his lips to the top of your hand as he tried not to cry

He sat there for what felt like hours, but just twenty minutes passed before he felt you move slightly

Your eyes fluttered open, and you took a moment to adjust to the lights

You felt warmth around your hand, and recognized it instantly, looking to your side and locking eyes with Lucifer

“Luci” you whisper, voice hoarse from not having used it for hours

“MC, I’m so sorry” his voice was soft and you could tell how distraught he was, “I never should have snapped at you, it was out of place and rude and I’m sorry” he rambled on like this for a minute, and you just appreciated his genuine care for you as you listened to him speak

“Lucifer” you cut him off, “Thank you for taking care of me. I forgive you”

Mammon

“Just get a job! Then your brothers won’t shit on you all the time” you suggested. Mammon had come to you venting about how some of his brothers had ganged up on him again and demanded that they pay him back. You were more understanding than you probably should have been with him, but wanted him to be proactive and get himself out of this on his own

“It isn’t that easy! Damnit MC, I thought you understood me!” he snapped, and you decided you should just let him cool down

“Look, Mammon. I’m always here for you with this, but you can’t keep complaining about this and not doing anything about it when there’s an easy solution. I have to go study with Satan for a test we have, so I’m going to go meet him. Text me when you’ve calmed down”

You meant it to be caring, but his mind was clouded, and he took it as you pitying him and running away - his greatest fear

“Fine!” he huffed, turning his back to you

You were saddened by this, but genuinely had to go, so you turned and left, thankful for the bit of time that you knew Mammon needed alone to clear his head

You were walking to the library, in the middle of a text to Satan when you accidentally bumped into another demon

“Shit, my bad” you apologize, but the demon had no intention of letting you get away with that

“A human, eh?” he grabbed your shirt collar and instantly drove a fist to your jaw

“What the fuck” you tried to say, but couldn’t really speak

The demon punched you a few more times, and you thought that they had the strength of Beel with how much it hurt

Your body was tossed to the ground and kicked before being abandoned, and you wished you didn’t take the back way to the library

“I summon the Avatar of Greed, Mammon” you whispered, hoping your words were enunciated enough for the summoning to work

“MC!” he noticed you instantly, crouching down and putting a hand on your arm, “MC what happened. Wait don’t talk, can you stand?”

You began to sit up, which he took as a yes, and he wrapped his arm around you to help you stand

He studied your injured face as you stood, and wished he had the power to heal you instantly

“Come on MC, the hospital is close”

“T-Text Satan I’m not coming” you handed him your phone, not wanting Satan to think that you ditched him

Mammon exhaled a laugh through his nose, “You’re always thinking of others, MC” he commented, “We really don’t deserve you”

You just shook your head, feeling like you didn’t deserve the joy the demons brought you

Mammon stayed by your side until you were completely healed, which took a few weeks. He even signed up for a job with Akuzon DC. It was the most selfless you’d ever seen him, and you thanked him for his kindness once you were healed with a gift card to his favorite store

Leviathan

“Just stop! I get it, you have other friends, I don’t care. Go have fun with them” he snapped. Levi hadn’t slept in about 48 hours and you could tell

“Levi, please sleep. I’ll be back in a few hours” you try to comfort him, but he isn’t hearing it

“Whatever, MC”

You’re hurt by his attitude, but know he’s just exhausted. You turn to leave and plan to head back to him a bit sooner to spend extra time with him (quality time love language lookin demon) (also the avatar of envy but that’s not as funny of a joke so)

You were planning to meet with some classmates to study, but you ran into a demon on your way that had been bullying you for being human for the whole semester

You hadn’t told any of the brothers because you didn’t want to make a big deal about it, but you were worried suddenly what the demon would do to you outside of the school grounds

“Hey, it’s the human” she snarled, stepping in front of you to stop your path

“Sorry, I’m busy” you tried to walk around her, but she had no intention of letting you go unscathed

“Not so fast” she stomped her foot over yours to stop you and shoved you back against a light pole nearby

You felt the cold metal slam against your spine and grunted in discomfort

“Can’t take a little pain? That’s too bad” she said, taking you by your shirt and  throwing your body on the road

She kicked your body for what felt like minutes while spitting insults at you, before leaving your weakened body on the ground

You tried to get up once she was gone but screamed in pain, not able to move a muscle

“I summon the Avatar of Envy, Leviathan,” you said, tears starting to run down your face at his name

“Levi, Levi please, help me” you whispered as he appeared

“MC, I’m here” he kneeled down beside you and inspected your body, “I’m here, don’t worry”

“Levi” your hand tightened around his jacket, “Help”

He picked you up, maintaining your position in his arms, and took you to the hospital as fast as he could while keeping you comfortable

He stayed by your side as much as he was legally allowed to while the doctors cared for your torso and x-rayed your foot. After a day or so you were allowed home, and he insisted that he stayed by your side until you were completely healed

Satan

“MC, I’ve asked you eight times to leave me alone, I’m clearly trying to read, can’t you take the hint?” he sighed exasperatedly and waited for you to leave, not intending his words to be so harsh but he figured you’d be fine

You were not fine! What the fuck Satan.

“Fine, screw you then” you retorted and left, slamming the door behind you

He realized that you weren’t fine, but wanted to finish his book. Then he’d apologize. But when we went to your room later that night to talk, you didn’t answer.

“MC, come on, open up. I’m sorry for earlier, can we just talk?”

Beelzebub was walking by, “I haven’t seen them since this morning, they left the house crying” he said awfully casually, “I never saw them come back”

Satan felt the blood drain from his face and he ran out of the HoL, ignoring Beel’s “I’m sure they’re fine now!” from behind him

He barely made it out of the doors before he was summoned, and he was confused before he realized the only way he could be summoned was by you

As soon as he was there he saw you, thrown against a dumpster, barely able to hold yourself up

“Satan” you called, voice weak, and he was at your side in less than a second

He stood in front of you and you got on his back, wrapping your arms over his neck

“Tell me what happened. Who did this” his voice was firm and you could almost feel the anger radiating off him

You muttered a name under your breath before resting your head on his shoulder, trying everything you could to not pass out

“Satan, talk to me. I can’t stay awake”

That scared him, so he walked to the hospital a bit faster, but gently still as to not cause you any extra pain

He started telling you about his book since that was all he did that day, but it ended up turning into a long apology for pushing you away and raising his voice earlier. You would have cut him off but you didn’t have the strength to, so you just listened to his words, noticing the thought he had clearly put into them throughout the day

“Satan-” you started, and he instantly stopped to listen, “I forgive you”

He was silent, a sense of relief and appreciation for you washing over him and he thanked you for your understanding of his anger as you arrived at the hospital

Similar to Lucifer, he demanded you to be seen by the best doctor there was on staff, price be damned. He watched intensely as the doctor checked you out, eyeing them up and down to make sure they were good enough and treating you with the same care he would

Once you were released he had Diavolo send a car to drive the two of you back to the HoL, where Satan had had your room prepared with new pillows (the kind you mentioned liking from his room, as well as new ones of the ones you had), freshly washed sheets and duvet, and a cup of your favorite drink waiting for you (he definitely didn’t bribe his brothers to get your room ready, not that it took much bribing)

In addition, each of the brothers had pitched in to get you flowers and a stuffed animal that you’d mentioned wanting, a few weeks ago. The sight of it all made you tear up, and you wrapped Satan in the tightest hug he’d ever gotten

Asmodeus

“I appreciate you trying to cheer me up, MC, but I just need some time by myself,” he said, and you could tell he was losing his patience

“Are you sure?” you offer one last time before leaving, wanting to make sure he really wanted to be alone

“Yes! I am!” he snapped, and you felt bad for pushing

“Sorry, Asmo. Feel better” you leave and take care to close the door as quietly as you can on your way out

You were having a bit of a bad day yourself, so you decide to go walk around the devildom and let the fresh air clear your head

Which ended up being a bad idea, as you ran into one of the demons that always hit on you in one of your classes.

“Hey, MC, you finally aren’t with any of those idiot brothers” he approached you and tried to touch your arm, but you pushed it away

“Oh, they’re fiesty. I’ll have to teach you a lesson” he spat on the ground next to you and before you knew it he pushed you against a wall and was punching you senseless

It felt like he’d never stop, but eventually it did, and he left you to bleed on the road. You tried to stand up, not thinking your injuries would be that servere, but you couldn’t move. You sighed and closed your eyes, exhaustion suddenly washing over you

You knew you probably had a concussion and some broken ribs, and that you shouldn’t lose consciousness, so you did the only thing you could think to do. You summoned Asmo.

“I summon the Avatar of Lust, Asmodeus” you spoke, and there he was

“MC! Babes, what happened? Where are you hurt” he knelt in front of you and looked over your body

“Ribs...and my head...” you whined, leaning forward for him to take you in his arm

Asmodeus was stronger than you realized, and he picked you up easily and started walking you back to the HoL. “Let’s get you laying down and I’ll call a doctor” he said gently, “Then Satan and I will take care of the idiot who did this”

Until you were healed he was by your side, bringing you anything you even thought of wanting and getting the classwork you missed from your classes

Beelzebub

“Hey Beel, what’s up!” you walked into the kitchen and greeted your favorite demon cheerily

He grunted, usually a sign that he should be left alone, but you wanted some Beel time and figured you’d just be cautious and give him his space

“How was your day” you asked innocently

“Not now, MC. I’m not in the mood” his voice was firm, and you took the message

“Got it, I’ll leave” you said apologetically, and left the kitchen. You were a bit upset by him pushing you away, but knew he just needed space. You decided to walk to get takeout for dinner, and made your way to the restaurant on your own.

That was a mistake. You weren’t even halfway there when you figured later you were just in the wrong place at the wrong time

“Is that a human? Here?” you heard from across the road, and sighed, hoping to get off easy

“Hey, human!” the demons walked over to you and you stopped, deciding to at least acknowledge them so they’d think they could insult you and move along

“Wow, I’ve never met a human in real life before” one of them smirked, “I wonder just how weak they really are”

“I wouldn’t test it, just because I’m a human doesn’t mean I don’t know some demons who would make your lives miserable if you hurt me”

The other demon scoffed, “You’re lying. What demon would befriend a human”

You were getting irritated at the attitude being thrown at you, so you decided to fight back with a little sass of your own, “Lucifer, Satan, Beelzebub, and Lord Diavolo, to name a few” you smirked and crossed your arms

“Bullshit” one of the two demons got in your face, “there’s no way a demon like that would look twice at you”, and before you could begin to think of a comeback you felt a sharp pain in your side

You looked down to see a gash in your side, thankfully seeming to not have hit an organ, but it was still bleeding pretty badly. You didn’t know what to do, but didn’t really have the chance to do much because a few strong punches were delivered to your core immediately after

“Fuck” you mumbled as you crumpled to the ground, and heard the demons laughing as they walked away. You felt yourself bleeding pretty heavily, and knew you wouldn’t be able to make it back to the HoL

“I summon the Avatar of Gluttony. Beelzebub” you said, hoping you remembered how to use your pact correctly

He appeared before you and you let out a sigh of relief, then wincing in pain at your own action

“MC!” he instantly took off his grey hoodie and pressed it to your wound, “There’s an underground hospital close, is it safe for me to lift you or can you walk”

“I think I can walk, but can you keep an arm around me” you ask, and he obviously does

You get to the hospital and are instantly checked in and brought to a care room. Beel holds your hand and lets you squeeze it as tightly as you need as your wound is sewn up, and then the nurses give you pain medication for the next few weeks

You didn’t know the names of the demons who hurt you, but Lucifer found out easily with his many connections, and he and the rest of his siblings, along with Lord Diavolo, made sure that the two demons never so much as thought about you ever again

Belphegor

“Belphie, please let me in” you knocked on his door again, not knowing what had caused him to storm off in the first place

The door opened, but before you could say anything Belphie was talking

“MC, I’m fucking pissed right now, and the last person I want to be around is you” his voice was sharp, and you almost teared up at how genuine his words seemed

“Fine, okay, I’m sorry for trying to help” you responded before turning and running down the stairs from his room in the attic, wanting to give him space but also run away from him

You were going to try not to cry, but as soon as you stepped outside the HoL you couldn’t hold back anymore. Sniffling, you walked to the park nearby to sit at a bench and think. You pulled out your D.D.D. to text Beelzebub and ask him to check up on Belphie, but didn’t even unlock it before someone sat down next to you

You didn’t recognize who it was, and you wiped under your eyes as the demon began to speak

But they didn’t say anything near what you expected. Well, you didn’t know what you were expecting, but it wasn’t to be called a filthy human by a stranger

The demon proceeded to call you names, but you were too mentally exhausted to fight back, so you just sat and listened as they tried to get a reaction from you

“What, aren’t you listening to me? Stupid human” and the demon started punching you. Hard.

You tried to fight back at first, but compared to the strength of a demon you couldn’t really do much. Once you started losing consciousness the other demon left you to sit, laughing at your wounds

You didn’t know what to do, you didn’t want to bother Belphie if he was still in a bad mood, but you needed help. You pulled out your D.D.D. and saw a text from him, reading: ‘MC, I’m sorry. Please come back, give me a chance to explain’

As you couldn’t move, you realized your only option was to summon him, so that’s exactly what you did

“I summon the Avatar of Sloth, Belphegor” you suddenly got nervous, unsure why since you and Belphie were so close, but you knew he’d help you no matter what

“MC? MC holy shit” he sat next to you on the bench and you instantly leaned into him and started sobbing

“MC I’m so sorry, this never should have happen” he had an arm around you

You sniffled, “It isn’t your fault, I was just clearing my head” you reassured him, still hurt by his previous words but not at all blaming him for the other demon’s attack

He brought you back to the HoL and gave you ice packs for the bruises that were starting to surface, making sure you had everything you needed for the next many days until you were healed

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A/N: This took me longer than I thought it would to write but I also kept taking breaks and had three classes today lol. But here it is !!! I love writing angst hehe so this was really fun

[mammons-tax-returns]

Hey! I saw that your ask box was open, so I was wondering if I could request how the brothers (if not all then just Lucifer, Beelzebub, and Leviathan) would react to the mc defending them! Like they get into a fight and their only response was "they were talking bad about you" or something! -🥀 (Also side note, do you right for GN! MC's, or just male?)

BROTHERS REACTING TO MC DEFENDING THEM

Hey anon! Thanks so much for requesting! As for your question, This is TECHNICALLY a male reader blog, however, if it isn’t necessary, I will use he/him pronouns loosely. In other words, if the prompt doesn’t specify/depend on it being a male mc, it will be gn!mc! Hope this clears up some confusion! I’ll start putting whether a post is for a gn or male mc at the very beginning of said post from now on.

✖️GENDER NEUTRAL MC✖️

fluff, some angst :).

Lucifer was more angry than anything to hear that MC had gotten in a fight. The one thing he made sure they did was to stay out of trouble. And yet, they seem to be a magnet for chaos.

He stumbled upon the fight before it got bad, and had the demon dealt with as he accompanied MC to an empty room at RAD.

Although he seemed to be sweating out of exasperation, it was easy to tell that he was simply worried about them.

Well. Kind of.

If you look past the hour-long lecture it is.

MC tries countless times to explain themself, and yet he never fails to reroute the conversation back to his lesson on running from a demon before things get bad.

It gets to a point when MC has to put a hand over his mouth to quiet him.

Only then do they explain what happened, and what caused the fight to begin with.

First, he is absolutely shocked. And he can’t really find the right thing to say.

Then, his eyes relax, and his frown seems to melt away. He truly wants to be mad still, to teach a proper lesson. But he just can’t do it.

“It is true that humans tend not to think things through, I suppose.”

He crosses his arms and continues, “Well, I appreciate it, but I don’t need the protection.”

After ruffling their hair, he smirks a little.

“I’ll have to keep a closer eye on you if you rush into situations like that. Maybe put you on a leash.”

After things are cleared up, he finds the situation a little comical. A human defending a demon.

Luckily, the wounds aren’t bad, or else Lucifer wouldn’t have hesitated giving some sort of consequence to the MC.

Mammon is, unfortunately, not around to witness or intervene into the fight.

So when the next time he sees MC there’s a dark magenta ring around their eye, he loses it.

He wastes no time taking them home from RAD. We know he never really cared for classes anyways.

Unlike Lucifer, he wants to hear them out on the way home.

Although he physically feels himself getting butterflies in his stomach from the idea of being cared for, he clears his throat and tries to push it aside.

He knows that they’re not going to be taken away from him anytime soon. At least, not with his unintentionally vice grip on their wrist they aren’t.

And yet he can’t help but constantly flick his gaze back to them and their wounds.

We were all waiting for this one: he feels horrible that they got hurt because of him, albeit indirectly.

He puts emphasis on steering clear of hotheaded demons— or, all demons that aren’t the brothers for that matter.

“I hear ya, The Great Mammon is a gem that all of devildom should be tryna’ protect! But... You’re better off ignoring that... I mean, look at ya! All beat up and stuff... N-Not that you look bad or anything. Well... Um.”

When MC laughs at him, he’s both relieved that they’re not upset enough to sulk, and embarrassed because of his wording.

So they have to reassure him that they simply find him worth protecting— for exactly this. He cares for them, and is probably willing to protect them too.

As he’s sloppily tending to their bruises, he offers to spend the day with them.

He says its his payment, and that he would defend them when Lucifer found out about today.

But it’s more so the fact that he wishes more than anything to spend every day for the rest of his demonic life with them.

Levi is another brother who is unfortunately not around at the time due to his home schooling.

That’s why he’s one of the last people to find out about it, and he feels guilt hit him like an 18-wheeler.

The injuries are a little more severe, but nothing that would keep someone from going about their daily life. Nonetheless, Levi is demanding to be the one to patch them up.

As soon as MC cuts him off before he can start rambling, they make sure to explain the situation, i.e. “I had to defend you! Or else they would have kept talking bad about you.”

He turns red and covers his mouth, undoubtedly mumbling something about how impossibly romantic the situation was.

But after that, he shakily asks that MC tries not to talk as he takes time to let everything sink in. He still can’t believe it.

So he finds himself shakily asking questions like, “So... You just heard him and decided to-... To defend me? No one asked you to?”

For every reassuring nod that he gets, he feels his head spin a little faster.

It takes him a while, but all the wounds are properly sterilized and taken care off beneath his cold fingers.

He leans back in his seat, and blows out a slow puff of air. “MC... You’re badass. Seriously. I don’t really know what I, a demon, have done to deserve you... But... Thank you.”

The conversation ends with tears, but they couldn’t have been anything but happy.

He just can’t believe someone could go as far as to fight for his sake over a simple ill-intended comment.

Satan witnesses the event. Which... May or may not be a good thing.

MC doesn’t notice him at first. They’re too busy with the demon that has her hands on their uniform collar.

But then they see the green flames licking at their peripherals, emitting from somewhere behind them.

The demon girl in front of them seems to lose all color in her face at the sight of those same flames. She instantly drops MC to their knees, and attempts to run.

As Satan steps forward to grab the female student, he spins MC around with ease so that they won’t have to witness whatever he’s about to do.

MC doesn’t know how much time has passed due to the shock of the moment. It could be seconds or minutes. But when Satan pulls them back up to their feet, he is stone faced.

MC walks stiffly to the House of Lamentation with Satan, careful not to set anything else off in him.

The entire walk to his room is silent. The first time he speaks is when he offers a seat on his bed, nudging books aside with his foot.

He takes a deep breath before he begins diligently tending to the injuries.

“Mind explaining what happened?” He doesn’t sound angry at them, but it’s hard to tell with him.

Satan notices the hesitation in answering, so he gives a small smile. “Are you scared? You shouldn’t be. I’m just a bit... Tense, is all.”

After a moment, MC tells him the reasoning for the fight.

Satan sighs once more and places a hand on theirs. Oh to be so selfless yet still be a fragile human.

“MC... Demons talk. And it’s not always nice. It’s best to just let it go, okay? Well... Give me their name first, but I can’t have you losing a limb for me. Who knows what i’d do then.”

MC can’t completely promise that they’ll simply forget about anyone that talks badly about him, but Satan only gives a helpless sigh.

“What ever will we do with you.” He is much more relaxed than before, and his tone is affectionate.

MC doesn’t know what happened to that girl, and you figure it’s best to never ask.

Asmodeus is preoccupied with a hand mirror, but a circle of gathering demons certainly catches his attention.

He hums, interested. He’s always been one for drama.

But as he peeks over the crowd, his heart sinks impossibly deep in his body.

MC isn’t bloody, but by the looks of it, they may be very soon.

While he’s ridden with shock, a punch lands on their face, and the crowd roars. The yells overtake his own, and he can’t get through the group of people pushing and shoving.

Diavolo and Barbatos were alerted of the congregation of students, and are only just now arriving. And at the sight of them, students scatter like bugs. Leaving MC on the ground and clutching their face in pain.

Diavolo and Barbatos leave MC in the care of Asmodeus while they turn to resolve the problem with the attacker.

Asmodeus is frantic, fanning his face as he helps MC to sit up. He doesn’t know what to do first, does he ask to see the wound? But what’s the point when he doesn’t really know how to treat it in any circumstance? No one has ever socked him in the face before.

So he opts to carry them off to the infirmary, bridal style. All along the way, he gives reassuring words that seem to slightly calm the injuried MC.

“Hey, beautiful! Ughh, the nerve of some demons! I can’t even begin to— Oh right... The ice pack, I’ll get that now, so sit tight, love!”

While he allows them to press the ice to their eye themself, he is massaging his frowning face. All while he seems to be worried about all the wrong things.

“Is this type of injury permanent on humans?? Your face is too good for that!” “That low-level demon... I wish I could ruin his face a hundred times worse than what he’s doing to innocent bystanders!”

MC patiently allows him to vent, because hearing him fret of the most “Asmo” things somehow brought light to the situation and distracted from the throbbing in their face.

An hour must have passed before Asmo actually takes in the situation. “Oh, but I haven’t even asked... What in devildom were you doing with such a grotesque demon? Do I have to replace Mammon in guarding you?”

Finally, MC explains.

He’s less than shocked. Instead, he holds his own arms with an almost sympathetic smile, “Oh, darling... It’s better to talk to Lucifer about things like that... If at all. As the Avatar of Lust, It’s kind of part of the program to get nasty birds twittering about you... Fan behavior.”

MC seems less than convinced, replying with a small, “But...”

Asmo grins and puts a gentle hand on their shoulder. “It’s adorable that you’d do that for me, MC, really. I wish I could just dress you up and show you to the world, show them how special you make me feel! But please. Don’t sacrifice your complexion for a-ny-thing!”

Even Asmo can feel himself get butterflies when MC does the smallest of things for him. But taking care of that face is no joke to him.

Beel is at the gym when it happens, and is the last one to hear about it. The brothers are all discreetly trying to decide whether or not to tell him. We all know how scary he can get.

MC listens to Mammon... For some reason. And that entails avoiding Beel until the scrapes and bruises on your body heal.

Bad idea. Beel now looks like a hurt puppy, and is desperately trying to figure out what he has done.

The fateful moment of realization for him comes on a Tuesday night, less than a week after the incident. MC walks into the kitchen, searching for a late night beverage to drink and also hold against their wounds.

Beel is already there, instantly looking ashamed when he sees them.

“Beel...” MC starts, forgetting that they were supposed to be avoiding him. They stop themselves before hastily pulling their sleeves down to cover the lingering bruises.

This catches Beel’s attention to detail when it comes to others.

His eyebrows furrow a bit, and MC gulps.  There was no getting out of this.

Before completely explaining everything, MC has to calm him.  Because if not, he’d be checking every inch of their body for serious injuries.  And even if there were none, he’d never let them leave bed for the next week.  At least.

They take a deep breath and start with the people poking fun at his soft personality in such an intimidating body.  And then finishing with the plan of steering clear of him to keep him from getting worried.  (you leave out mammon’s part last second)

At first, his eyes are serious as he listens intently, silently going over things more than once in his head to ensure that he was understanding the story properly.

Once MC has finished, his eyes change completely.  They’re soft, and concerned, but not overbearing.

MC felt a bit guilty seeing him like this.

Beel reaches out to hug them, but is hesitant, worried that they’d still be hurt.  So MC has to let him know that their wounds have healed for the most part.

“MC....  Firstly, thank you.” He pulls them into a soft hug.  “It makes me all happy on the inside when you do things like that.” His voice is quiet, but much too unstable.  MC knew that this was a telltale sign that he was near tears.

MC doesn’t hesitate to reach up and stroke the back of his hair, feeling him bury his head into their shoulder.

“Beel? Are you okay?”

“I should be the one asking you that.”

‘you should know better’ is what he wants to say. But maybe they don’t, he thinks. Afterall, when was the last time a human with such limited magical capability was surrounded by demons 24/7?

“I just need you to promise me.” He carefully pulls back and sucks in a breath, keeping himself from imagining MC scared and hurt without him— because of him.

“Promise me that you’ll tell me about things like that first. Before you get yourself hurt, or... Or worse.” There’s another word that he has to stop himself from saying. He doesn’t know how he could handle that thought.

There, he thinks. If they didn’t know before how serious it was, now they did. Hopefully.

The brothers notice that Beel is a bit more normal than the days before, so they assume that things have been cleared up for the two.

Although they have to pretend as if they had never heard about the incident when he mentions it.

Belphie was definitely not there when it happened.

But unlike with every other brother, MC was unable to be saved immediately after having found themselves in a brawl with a low class demon.

MC silently curses as they find themselves limping through the halls of the House of Lamentation.

They’re lucky to have only gotten out of that with an injured ankle, they remind themself. It didn’t seem... Broken. But it definitely needed more medical attention than it received now— A knee-high sock they pulled off of their foot wrapped tightly around a ruler they used as a makeshift splint.

They were sure that the majority of the brothers were at school, so they’d have at least a few hours to figure out what to do.

How would the brothers react if they saw them like this? Would they feel that this was a mere inconvenience? Afterall, this may just be a bad sprain, and now look at them. They can barely limp. Much less walk. But maybe after a bit of rest, it would magically heal.

They decide to head to the music room (?), where they knew that none of the brothers would immediately run into after school.

After finding a stool to sit on, MC hisses when they bump their ankle on the floor. The throbbing seemed to shake their whole body.

“Holy shi—“

“MC?”

A sleepy drawl from the couch behind them causes them to freeze. They wanted to slap themself. Of course Belphie would be sleeping here, why didn’t they think of that?

“What’re you doing h—....” He stops.

MC can already tell that he had noticed the poor job they had done with their ankle. “I fell down the stairs. But it’s okay, I just—“

“MC. I’m not stupid. Why are you home so early, alone? If you skipped or left early, Mammon would have sniffed you out like a dog and be here, too. Spill it.”

If Belphie was good at anything (besides sleeping), it was reading emotions. There was no lying anymore. And so MC simply explained the fight and its causes.

When they turn to look at him, he simply blinks. He doesn’t seem very concerned, but he sleepily walks over to inspect their leg.

He’s careful to support their foot as he lifts their entire leg, checking the swelling.

“... Geez. You’re stupid.” His eyebrows knit together with an unknown emotion. Worry? Irritation? A mix of both? “I don’t care about what such irrelevant demons think, and you shouldn’t either.”

MC is a little speechless, but only laughs. “Yeah. It was a little dumb looking back at it. But you should have heard them, Belphie... There was no way I’d go without a fight, okay?”

Belphie smiles back. “If you wanted to prove yourself to me... There were other ways, you know?”

“Should we get Beel to help us set up the pillow fort?”

“Well, how else are you gonna heal? You can’t get better if you don’t rest with me.”

[thirstyforleviathan]

(1) New Message

Summary: Nobody seems to understand Levi. Is it really so hard to get why he loves anime and video games? All he wants is a friend who really accepts him. You never really told anyone what you want to do. Your future is already decided, and you're resigned to this fact. What happens when you find someone you can finally confide in?

     The “1” notification sitting on top of the text bubble mocked Levi. Who would DM him? He’d never received a message from someone he didn’t know. Tumblr was a guilty pleasure website for him; a void he posted his anime rants to, rants he wouldn’t dare post anywhere else in fear of potential backlash. He perplexingly had a few followers, but they’d never messaged him before, and he definitely never messaged them either. There certainly wasn’t expectation for conversation, in fact, it was almost like an unspoken rule.

    And on top of that, none of his posts here were groundbreaking. Anything of value was saved for relevant sites like Reddit or Twitter; places he wanted and expected discussion. But he couldn’t escape the truth. Someone actually sent him a message.

    Why? Why? Why?!

    He sucked in a deep breath in order to calm his race heart and when that didn’t work, he gulped down some water. Again, to no avail.

    He stumbled out of his chair. For once, fresh air might not be a bad idea. Making his way out of his dwelling, he momentarily stopped by his favorite human’s room. She’d always had good advice, she would know what to do. He raised his hand to knock on her door (he wouldn’t be rude like some of his brothers), but paused as Mammon’s voice drifted through. If he told Mammon, his brother would probably try to take his phone from him to see the message. And Levi definitely did not want to hear about his inability to socialize (something he was very aware of) from Mammon of all people. It’s not like he has friends either.

    Outside it is then.

    The garden at the back of the house was simple, and yet impeccable; Lucifer always saw to that (one of his favorite ways to punish his brothers was to make them tend to the plants, Lucifer never had the time for it). There was a walkway with flower beds on each side that led down to outdoor furniture and a fire pit. It’s a shame he didn’t like to come out often; the area had a cozy atmosphere.

    Plopping down on a chair, he ruffled his hair and let out a big sigh. What was he supposed to say? He never really talked to people outside of his brothers and MC, forget about chatting online with someone. On his other social media, he’d always preferred to read the discussion his posts spawned over actively participating in them. Levi groaned and slapped his hands on his face. People always say online conversations are easier, but whoever says that is a dirty liar. Tone is so, so much harder to read online.  He didn’t even respond to comments on memes he posted because it was weird that people liked something he created (but the comments made him feel validated so he wasn’t going to stop). Someone messaging him on his blog that’s about his weird otaku rants is even worse.

    How was he supposed to respond?!

    Levi sighed. He doesn’t have to say anything, but if he keeps posting, whoever it is will know he’s ignoring them. He clenched his jaw.

    Damn it.

    He could stop posting; it’s not like he needs to vent about anime he loves and hates. The opinions everyone else would resent could stay inside his brain. It wasn’t a requirement for him to continue to live. He could stay quiet. Not every thought needs to be said. He could try to be normal for once.

    Why were his eyes watery suddenly?  

    He rolled his neck. He could just kill the conversation off if he gives a short, dry answer; they would have no reason to respond to him that way.

    What should he say?

    ...Maybe he should check the message before deciding how to answer. He let out another groan. Did he really let himself agonize over what to say before knowing what they said? God, he was so stupid. No wonder he didn’t have any friends.

    Pulling out his phone, he quickly checked his texts. A few reminders from Lucifer about some chores and a warning from Satan to not spoil the latest episode of his favorite show. Nothing interesting. Nothing that could distract him. He sighed and tossed his phone gently across the table. He really did not want to respond; his posts were so embarrassing. Why would anyone want to talk to him?! It was so obvious how gross and weird he was.

    Maybe they were making fun of him? Levi nodded. That had to be it. There could be no other reason why someone would want to say something to him. Ha, well, if they wanted to diss him, the best way to shut them up would be to agree with them. He grabbed his phone and pulled up the message.

tolsolrock: Did you really just use the word pog unironically?

    ...What the hell is he supposed to say to that?

[mammon-satan-blog]

I apologize for the lack post lately I know some of yall were really excited for the chapter 2 I was going to do but I'm going to have to put it on hold for now.

If you are aware if you're not 4 weeks ago a very dear YouTuber passed away and I'm still trying to process it.

After technoblade died I've just been in this depressive state that I just can't seem to climb out of.

Techno was a lot to me and I always strive to be like him.

I just can't Believe he's gone.

Fuck Cancer

[goblins-writing]

Request: Hello! I just recently found your blog and love your Obey Me stuff! If requests are open, could you do one where the MC usually doesn't care that they got small boobs/butt (Like: "Proud member of the Itty-Bitty Titty Committee and you ain't changing that."), but once in a relationship with one of the brothers they start getting self-conscious of their body? If requests aren't open then you can ignore this ask :)

A/N: Thanks for the request! I have another ask relating to an MC with small boobs so I focused on the self-confidence aspect of this one. I hope you don’t mind! The other one will be posted soon <3

Confidence Fading 

Pairing: Lucifer x MC, Mammon x MC, Leviathan x MC, Satan x MC, Asmodeus x MC, Beelzebub x MC, Belphegor x MC

Warnings: Mentions of low self-esteem 

Lucifer 

Like all of the brothers; will love your body no matter what 

Thinks your self confidence is admirable 

When you get together and you start to become self conscious; he notices immediately 

Subtly starts trying to get your confidence back 

Compliments here and there, buying you clothes he thinks you’ll look good in

And of course, being a shoulder to lean on when you’re having a hard day

Eventually, you find your self confidence starting to come back

Maybe even coming back stronger than before 

Mammon 

You and him had a lot in common before getting together 

You both presented these huge egos to the public 

But insecurities were there too 

When you get together, you find these insecurities coming to light more

Mammon tries his best to cheer you up or distract you from your thoughts 

Is complimenting you constantly 

Shows you off more and more until you start coming back to yourself 

Even then, he’ll still show you off; how could he not? You’re you! 

Leviathan 

Finds himself jealous of your confidence 

Asks for advice on how to gain confidence 

You teach him and end up getting with him 

Then, your confidence starts to decline

He’s unsure what to do at first, blames himself for it a lot 

Eventually figures out what to do: give you the same advice you gave him 

He becomes your coach, and you are his 

Together your self esteem grows

Satan 

Thinks your ego is endearing

It's one of the reasons he grew to like you so much 

To the point where you two got together 

When this ego deflates, he’s distraught 

He asks what’s wrong before he starts trying to help 

His idea of helping is comparing you to book characters he likes 

And complimenting small things about you 

With him, it’s easy for your confidence to come back 

Asmodeus 

Finds you absolutely enchanting 

A huge ego is a turn on for him everything is a turn on for him 

Constantly cheers you on

You two end up dating, and he watches as your ego deflates 

He does everything he can think of to make you feel better

Buying you clothes, complimenting you, doing your hair/makeup; all of it 

Does your nails while he listens to you vent 

Your confidence will come back, he’ll make sure of it 

Beelzebub

Doesn’t show it on the outside but your self confidence makes him happy

Of course, others being happy makes him happy 

When you get together and your confidence fades away; he worries

Goes to Asmo for advice and they both come up with a plan 

Operation “Make MC confident again” is a go!

With Asmo’s advice, Beel learns how to compliment you and support you in other ways that don’t require words 

Listens to you when you vent, and compares you to food he loves 

This sweetheart just wants you to feel good again, and eventually you will 

Belphegor 

At first, he finds your ego annoying 

It reminds him of Mammon 

This doesn’t stop him from catching feelings and getting with you though 

Doesn’t notice your confidence leaving at first, but when he does he doesn’t think much of it 

That is until one of the brothers points it out to him 

No no no, this will not do 

Not the best at showing love, but he tries; subtly compliments you and helps you distract yourself from these bad thoughts 

He might need help helping you, but he’ll get the hang of it and you will feel better 

[alleycat-arcade]

*...*

*Just where is Temperance now? The arcade looks like its closed, with the lights off and the only sounds being the muted whirring of the air vents. You can't even manage to spot them lounging about like the last time.*

*The only room you hadn't checked yet was blocked by a door covered in colorful splatters, the knob ice cold in your grip. There is nothing but darkness as you peer inside, but you begin to feel lightheaded as the door shuts behind you.*

Ye who enter turn back now, lest thou see a most off-piste sight...

(While its likely a small minority of you that have seen this post from my personal blog, this set of rather crackish headcanons are based off of that idea. These ideas came to be after some lovely sleep deprived hours of working at a gas station, so please do understand this isn't meant to be taken seriously. Anyway, if you get some form of enjoyment out of this, let me know!)

Claws of Many Kinds(Some Leviathan and Satan Headcanons, from the Obey Me! otome game, featuring others and Mc)

Content Warnings: General crack headcanons, OOC content, canon divergence, out of context details from the book series(es? Seriesi? what is the plural of series) Warrior Cats and Wings of Fire.

(I'll be splitting these up into a more digestible format, especially so its easier on the eyes.)

⚝──⭒─⭑─⭒──⚝

General Hc's

In secret, Satan and Levi meet up to discuss the novels, taking turns letting out however they feel about the most recent book/chapter. The two of them can get really into it somedays, leading to them almost getting caught a few times.

This odd form of bonding is actually rather beneficial to the two of them, and almost therapeutic. Whenever it was Warrior Cats night, Satan would vividly speak or rant just how he felt about certain characters and plotlines while Levi listened intently and added his own thoughts. Vice versa on nights in which Wings of Fire were being discussed instead.

Despite the level of secrecy the two had sworn or the amount of protective spells placed on the door, their brothers seemed to always find a way to slip through the cracks. Asmo, Beel, Belphie, Mc, and Solomon are the only ones who know about these meetings, and have also sworn to keep silent about it. Barbatos knows as well, but don't let them know that. Really, they just don't want Lucifer to find out about it for... obvious reasons.

When Levi suggested the idea of making sonas for the two of them, it quickly became a gateway drug for what is known as...........roleplaying.

The concept of roleplaying wasn't really anything knew to Leviathan, but while Satan knew what it was he'd hardly ever experienced anything close to it.

They usual stick to text based rps, in which they make up personalized stories that follow a narrative similar to their daily lives. There actually exists a short novella version of one of these in a paperback copy, which Satan had initially suggested as a way to start their own series of fanworks. The idea may have been abandoned, but Mc is known as the sole protector of this precious book.

There will never be a time in which they post any of their works online, as they were nearly caught by Mammon even though they used aliases and acted different to the best of their abilities.

When they've grown bored of the typical written roleplays, they branch out a little, leading them down a rather strange and magical path.

Whether it be via transformation spells or their own abilities, they engage in a strange form of supernatural LARPing. While it is mostly WC, as cats are far more stealthy and easy to hide, they do WoF whenever they know they'll be alone in a large, enclosed space.

The only person who allowed to watch and or join in is Mc, a rule they both agreed on.

Warrior Cats:

Though it took quite a while for Satan to agree to it, the characters they made all reside in the same clan for the most part, DeviClan. The only non-clan cats are the ones made to represent the exchange students, who are allowed into the clan to teach them the ways of becoming a warrior. Based on your Mc's personality they are either a rogue/loner, kittypet, or a cat from a far off other clan or tribe.

Satan would have much rather had Lucifer in any position other than deputy, but he had to admit the eldest would not make a convincing medicine cat.

60% of all of the plot is them bonding with and fighting over Mc. You would think that Mc stood for main character or something with how much their characters talk about them.

Speaking of which...

Satan would go for a cat breed thats known to be strong, with hair and eye color that matches his. His name would be something relating to being strong but smart, maybe even smart but wrathful. Something along the lines of Dewstrike or Hollyclaw.

Leviathan favors cats with a strong swimming ability and meeker demeanor. His warrior name is more based on water or his overall self expression. Something like Lakehaze or Twigpuddle.

As mentioned before, they are most likely to do their magical LARPing in their chosen forms, typically in forest-like places or the gardens behind the house late at night. They crash in Mc's room whenever they screw up and get stuck as little fluffballs for too long.

Belphie and Asmo were the first to catch them like this, but after a lot of bargining they kept their mouths shut. Except for telling Beel, since Belphie struggles to hide such large things from his twin, but Beel swears not to tell either.

They've returned home with a few bites and scratches some days, but have preplanned excuses for if their brothers or anyone else asks about it. Most of the time it's not very deep or heavy inflictions, but Satan has had to break out some healing spells when either of them got too into it.

Wings of Fire:

While not as popular and well known as the previous entry, it is one of Levi's favorite YA novels. Why? One word, Seawings.

Rather than having a custom clan, they try to adapt the novel's plot to fit their lives in a sort of reader insert kind of way, but if literally every character were to be replaced.

They follow the plot of the Dragonet Prophecy, replacing the main characters with their brothers. There is some added overlap of extra dragonets of each species that they spend writing around.

The exchange students and royals are worked into the story progressively, with Mc being the last to be introduced to the group for "narrative tension". Per usual, they are fighting for Mc's attention, but there is a lot more intense combat than the clan battles purely because they are dragons and not cats.

After a long back and forth, Satan settles on a nice golden Skywing, potentially even a Skywing-Nightwing hybrid to fully embrace his intelligence. They don't really switch names for this, but they stop themselves from calling out each other's names when playfighting/LARPing a battle scene.

Levi definately goes down the Seawing route, no matter how many times the online quizzes call him a Rainwing. With enough convincing, he might make his character a Seawing-Rainwing hybrid for an AU type situation.

Something they don't mention that they enjoy about LARPing in dragon forms is that both of them have the ability to fly in those forms. The two demons are typically grounded, unlike their brothers, except Belphie, who's demon forms can carry them high into the sky.

They have to be very, very careful about playfighting, otherwise they risk actually hurting each other. They stopped all similar activities for a month once after Levi received a nasty scorch to the shoulder and in response spat acidic venom that landed on Satan's leg. They also will not engage in combat should Mc be present, unless they are completely and fully sure of Mc's combat ability.

If they get stuck in those forms for whatever reason, Mc better have either booked the area for the next couple hours or learned some very strong shrinking spells.

⚝──⭒─⭑─⭒──⚝

*The lights flick on, illuminating the room in a bright light and revealing a lounge like area. Temperance is next to the light switch, with a puzzled expression.*

Hey uh, what're you doing back here? ...Looking for me? Oh, there was a blackout just a second ago and I went to flip the breakers and check all the lights. Are you alright? You have a rather, peculiar expression on your face. Why don't we get you some water or something?

(There we are, all done! Remember, these are not meant to be taken seriously and are just for fun lol. The warrior names were suggested by my roommates and discord friends, so if they seem odd, yeah. If there's any sort of grammatical errors or anything similar, let me know! I'm off to take a much needed nap now, before I wake up at 4 am again to go back to work lmao.)

[slimysnaildaddy]

how might the brothers & undateables go about handling a crying chaotic mc? (Like actually crying, not a prank?) or if crying isn’t their style, them suddenly being very sullen and despondent? I live for hurt/comfort

Oh boy, this is an interesting one, specially for chaotic MC specifically.

Some small parts of this takes place during or after ch21, but only because it takes place shortly after MC arrives back in the Devildom (which I think everybody knows about). No real details beyond that. I tried to not making it super serious stuff because I didn’t wanna 1: make myself sad in the process and 2: whip out my extreme ability to make some seriously angsty shit on my comedy fanfic blog jeuhfrldsfhgdl

Lucifer:

Not really great with this sort of thing, he’s more of a tough love style person. So when he sees MC crying he will automatically assume it’s a prank. When he learns that is most certainly is NOT, and that he is “an absolute jackass for thinking that” he kind of silently panics (which I imagine he does a lot lmfao. We all know ur a mess Lulu) and eventually settles on sitting by them and letting them lean on him. He’ll sort of awkwardly pat their back and very calmly tell them that things will get better. If someone had the guts to make MC cry, you can bet he will be silently planning ways to make their life a living hell. If MC is just crying because of something he can’t help, he’ll settle for just being there for them, though he’s probably not going to drag them into cuddle time or anything like that. But, y’know. If MC happens to curl up against him and not let him up, what can a demon do? 😳

Mammon:

A sympathy crier, even if he denies it. He sees MC crying and he can already feel the hot sting of tears, even as he quickly sits down by them and sets his chin on their shoulder. If someone made MC cry, you can bet he’ll be ready to skin them alive, and he will not hesitate in saying that. But we all know he’d rather be by MC’s side and making sure they’re okay.

Bonus: If it turns out MC is crying because they thought they wouldn’t be able to go back to the Devildom and see him and his brothers again? Please give this boy a huge box of tissues bc now he’s going to be sobbing hysterically. He was afraid of that too. Now he’s clinging to MC with all of his strength.Oh boy.

Leviathan:

Does every cheesy silly thing you see in movies and anime to try and cheer MC up. Wraps them in a blanket-rrito, brings them ice cream and tissues and suchlike. Offers to game or watch stuff with them to distract them from it. Also, he has a katana. He has several. Woe to whoever might have made MC cry. 😅

Will also burst into tears if MC is crying bc of the whole “I never thought I’d see you guys again” thing. They’re his Henry, y’know?

Satan:

The very first thing he does is ask who made MC cry. So he can turn them into a taxidermy display and show just what happens to people who dare - Oh, nobody made them cry, or they don’t want him to practice his favorite torture techniques? Well. Now he’s a bit deflated, but he’s got this. He’s read all kinds of hokey pseudo-psychology books. This dude is a living Wiki-How article. He’ll find them some nice hot tea and perhaps a slice of pie if they want it, then sit them down and pop in a low-quality feel-good movie that he absolutely will not pay any attention to.

Asmodeus:

Two words. Spa Time. He’ll pull MC into his room and absolutely pamper them, cooing over them and giving them all sorts of compliments to cheer them up. He’ll encourage them to bitch about whoever or whatever made them cry while he does their hair or nails or even just snuggles up to them. No one can be sad while petting his soft and silky hair. He’s declared it and so it is true. Of course, he’s more than happy to suggest other, much more skin-bearing methods of cheering up his favorite human. If they’re not up for that, though? He’ll still do just about anything to help cheer them. Well, okay. Not anything gross. But he’ll spoil them rotten just to see them smile. Y’all I’m kinda soft-

Beelzebub:

His first inclination is “food makes me less sad so I will give them my food and that will make them less sad 🧠” but if that doesn’t work (or is ill-advised if MC is known to stress eat in an unhealthy way), he’s kind of lost. They like it when he hugs them, right? So of course he’ll just hug them until they’re not upset anymore. Problem fucking solved. He’ll also bend over backwards to help them feel better, going and getting them snacks or blankets or anything of that nature, but he’s honestly more inclined to just hold them very close and talk to them.

Belphegor:

Nap therapy? Nap therapy. He’ll drag them to the observatory/planetarium room in the HOL for maximum relaxation. If MC is especially sad or upset, he’ll go so far as to switch to demon form and let them play with his tail and complain about whatever’s bothering them. He’ll complain about shit, too. Solidarity? He might fall asleep a couple times, but it’s so cute that MC probably can’t help but be a little bit cheered up by his sweet little sleeping face. Besides, this is chaotic MC so they’ll prob be instantly distracted by the opportunity to mess with him while he sleeps.

All according to keikaku.

Diavolo:

Sadly, he isn’t around as much, but we all know this guy is a fucking Boomer who will do stupid shit for entertainment. Detective event, anyone? He’ll try and do things for them that cheers him up, though whether it works or not is kind of a toss-up. Once again, though, this is chaotic MC so it’s more than possible that messing with Lucifer or the brothers will help. Most of their stupid schemes don’t get past the brainstorming session (which is actually just to get MC to laugh, Diavolo is a fucking genius >:3) because Barbatos puts a stop to it with his ~logic~. And also the fact that the cleanup for dumping glitter and confetti on Lucifer would be outrageous.

Barbatos:

He’s probably used to chaotic beings (cough Dia cough) and dealing with them when they’re down, so he’s definitely got this in the bag. A nice cup of MC’s hot beverage of choice, a comfy sofa for them to lounge on, some nice relaxing music, freshly baked snacks, the works. He’ll even sit by them and let them vent, with calm nods and a few choice words of comfort. Maybe, if he’s feeling frisky, he might even let them steal a hug or two 👀

Simeon:

Will automatically go into mom-friend mode, honestly. Not severely, but he’ll be happy to sit by them and let them lean on him and cry it out.

Solomon:

Immediately suspicious that it’s a ruse of some sort, much like Lucifer. Still suspicious even after being told off. He’s been victimized by their palm of fury too many times. Still, he’ll offer to turn anyone who seriously upset them into frogs. I mean, he gets to turn people into frogs. Who wouldn’t jump at the opportunity? Next time MC can just ask if they want him to mess with people though. :)

Luke:

Man I don’t even know. He’s probably ALSO a sympathy crier though. I can imagine him clinging to MC while they both cry about whatever. I’m sleep deprived-

[saint-cichol-is-watching]

hey kinda upset so rant ahead (I swear I don't hate anyone I'm just upset) Ok so you might haven't seen yet but the devs posted the upcoming new Ur+ cards and surprise Luci for some reason gets another UR+ card. I know they need to give One of the brothers a plus card so they can be released in pairs but WHY On Earth does it have to be Luci. Mammon is the fan fave, he could get another one, or yaknow Asmo bcos well we all know why. I'm probably more upset than I should be but it's just annoying

So I’m not upset Lucifer got yet another card what I’m upset about is why right now ? There are seven brothers so of course one of them had to be repeated (I mean they could do a Solomon a card I won’t complain about that) but the timing is just ‘ugh’. 

Lucifer already got a UR+ the last and right now, just after a Lucifer centric event he gets another one? It’s not fair for both non-Luci Stan who suffer from the lack of their boys and the Luci stans who just have to constantly grind to get his cards. 

I personally did not loose DP, DV and even less real money over Lucifer’s event, the story was nice, the Luci missions were good and easy enough to get the SSR but I never even tried to get the UR because I did not love Lucifer enough for that but people who did probably lost a lot of DP (and maybe DV in the gacha) just to get him and right after that they just get another card. 

I don’t even think that’s a good marketing move honestly.

They already changed the order of the events (even if that did not fit with the story) before so why not do the same now  to equilibrate. Or why did they choose Lucifer when Asmo only has 10 Devilgram cards (whereas Lucifer has 15 soon to be 16 he really doesn’t need another card) to go with Belphie who has only 9 cards overall. Very few of their event cards even fitted the brother they chose, we never got Idols Levi/Asmo or Detective Satan. So the excuse of ‘maybe the event theme doesn’t fit’ would not ever work with what they did until now. 

So yeah Asmo would have been a better choice for everyone in the long run.

To finish I would still like to address again a very important fact :

DO NOT SEND HATE

You have every right to dislike Lucifer and feel tired of seeing him around all the time. However you have absolutely no right to send hate to someone who actually and genuinely likes Lucifer and/or doesn’t seem to mind the issue around his presence. Nothing, absolutely nothing justifies cyberbullying especially over something as trivial as a 2D character, if you feel the need to bully someone just for that it’s time to stop playing and get some fresh air and maybe a big slap of reality across your face.

If you want to vent out your frustration do so by posting it on your own blog or talk about it with other blogs but do it with respect. You can talk with someone who doesn’t share your opinion as long as you stay respectful to them and their opinions. Understand that not everyone has to think the same as you do. If you feel no problem with Lucifer and you want to express why to me, be my guest I will welcome with open arms as long as you understand that I may not share your opinion and that I will most likely show you my side of the problem just as you will do in your ask. 

As you can see none of my rant posts about ‘Lucifer and Favoritism’ are tagged why ? Because I believe in the saying ‘your freedom ends where someone else’s begin’ meaning that I feel the right to vent about it on my blog because that’s first and foremost my space BUT that doesn’t mean I want to annoy people in the main tag with this which is why I don’t tag. I’m not telling you to do the same of course this is my view about things, if you want to talk and feel like nobody is gonna listen without tags go ahead (but put a warning maybe) or just come to someone else’s blog to have a heart-to-heart discussion with them about it. It’s okay to feel frustrated just as much as it’s okay to feel...well...okay ? 

Just respect each other and their opinions about things

I’m gonna say it here, thankfully I have the sweetest followers and it never happened to me so I can’t talk with entire certainty but if someone is blatantly disrespectful to me (especially on Anon, do not take someone’s safe space as a way to send hatred) and I don’t feel like I want to deal with this right now than this person can and will be blocked. And I’ll give this as a tip to everyone no matter what their opinion about the Lucifer matter or any other game matter. Don’t stress yourself if you feel you can’t handle it , just block and delete.

Overall I wish you all a good day keep on loving who you love 🥰