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daytaker · 3 months

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Hello! I’ve viewed your blog a few times and i really really like the way that you write, so when I learned that asks were i couldn’t help but make a request. Can we get some headcaons of the brothers meeting MC’s family for the first time and already Mama MC doesn’t like any of them because “they took away her baby.” Sorry if this is a little cringe.

But of course!

(Part 2: The Dateables + Luke)

"Mom, Dad, meet seven of my boyfriends."

...is what you want to say, but you know better than to panic your parents and fluster your totally platonic demon friends at a time like this.

And what a time it is. Here you are, surrounded by your parents, an aunt, your grandpa, and your sister, trying to calm your mother down from yet another diatribe about how you can't just get up and leave for a year---I mean, God, the police were looking for you! The police! You realize we thought they'd find your body in the woods somewhere? How could you do this to us?!---when suddenly:

Knock, knock. Knock knock knock knock knock knock. Thud. Thud. Thud.

"MC! Hey MC!"

"Mammon, if they hear you, you'll ruin the surprise!"

You and your relatives stare at the door. Then they all look at you. You give an awkward smile.

"Just give me a minute... I think those are some friends of mine..."

You really wish you lived somewhere besides a one bedroom apartment, but honestly, impossible in this economy. So you don't have anywhere remotely private to tell the brothers to scatter until the dust clears. In fact, the instant you open the door, Asmodeus flings his arms around you and kisses you on the cheek---in full view of your family, mind you!---and Beel shoves a box of half-eaten chocolates into your hand. Then seven voices are all clamoring for your attention at once on one end, and another five behind you. There are thirteen individuals in this tiny apartment, you realize, and you don't even have enough seats for your family to all sit. Your sister's seated on the floor.

"Heyyyyy guys, now's....not a great time...." A smile is plastered to your face as you tip your head in the direction of your extremely concerned parents. "And...seriously? It hasn't been two weeks yet."

Mammon looks confused, then indignant. "What? ...Hey, what the hell? You're already makin' new friends?! We really that replaceable?!"

Lucifer, who stands in the back holding a balloon bouquet with a jarringly serious expression on his face, speaks up. "I believe those are MC's relatives, Mammon. It seems we came at an inopportune time after all."

"Relatives?!" Asmo and Mammon hurry on over to give them all a good look-over, the others curiously observing.

"You're MC's mom, aren't you! Oh, MC! I see where you get your cheekbones!" Asmo gushes as your mother stares at him like he's from another planet. Which he sort of is, in a sense.

"MC? Who are these people?" your grandpa asks with bewilderment and not a small amount of concern.

"They're, um..."

"They're hot." Your sister waves her fingers at the group, and you wish you had perma-died in that attic.

You need to explain yourself quickly. On the spot. You'd already told your family you'd had a bit of a quarter-life crisis and gone backpacking across the country for the year, working through the mental collapse that living in the 21st century inevitably caused, so you ride off of that. These are a ragtag bunch you met on the road, you explain. You'd spent the better part of last year roughing it from the hills of Kentucky to the forests of Washington with these guys, and you'd become incredibly close as a result. You'd lived together, laughed together, loved together, and some of them even tried to kill you on a few occasions.

("'Tried'?" mutters Satan, and Belphie gives him a death glare.)

Under the leadership of the charismatic eldest brother, Lucifer, you'd become so close that it felt as if your very souls were somehow tethered---

"I'm sorry, 'Lucifer'?" Your mom has had just about enough of this. She approaches you with a look of heartbreaking concern in her eyes and cups your face. "....Baby, did you join a cult?"

"Who does she think she is, callin' 'em that?" seethes Mammon under his breath.

"Mammon, she's my MOM."

"Alright, I think I've seen enough." Dad gets up and eyes the boys sternly. "I dunno what you've been doing with my child, but it's gonna stop, you understand? I've got a homicide detective on speed dial because of you clowns."

"Is this where they get their assertiveness from?" speculated Levi to Beel, who simply shrugged.

"Listen, I think you're all just...misunderstanding each other!" Son of Gardonus, where are you even supposed to start? You grab the nearest demon---

(Individual brothers are below the cut!)

Lucifer

"This is Lucifer."

He gives you a look that says 'you really are as stupid as I've sometimes feared'. Why didn't you come up with a fake name?

"That was a joke."

Good, things are still salvageable.

"Because following his instructions is a lot like being in Hell."

He hates you.

"If that's the devil, then call me a sinner," your aunt says, sipping her third glass of wine.

"His real name is Boris."

He hates you so much.

"Pretty well-dressed for a man who spent a year on the road," observes your Mom with undisguised distrust. "Let me guess: while you were out gathering food and panhandling to survive, he stayed indoors doing whatever the hell he felt like doing, and at the end of the day, you'd take everything you'd earned and hand it over to him, and he'd toss you some pittance in return."

"How does she know that?!" Mammon gasps.

You try explaining to your mom that there was no cult, but she hushes you remorselessly.

You beg Lucifer with your eyes not to kill your entire family please. It seems to work.

Mammon

"Mammon, these are my parents. Mom, Dad, this is Mammon. Mammon, say hello."

"Hello. Agh! Dammit! You're really gonna use that now?!"

Oops. Pact magic. It can be a little unpredictable at times. You ruffle his hair apologetically.

The two of you were pretty much inseparable over the last year, you explain. "Best buds, pretty much." He was the first of the group you got close with. Mammon seems extremely proud of this.

"Please tell me 'best bud' isn't a euphemism, MC." Your dad gives you a pleading look. "I don't know how many more surprises I can take today." You two seem far too affectionate and touchy-feely for his liking.

Your sister grins at him from her seat on the floor, which seems to embarrass and confuse him tremendously. He's refusing to look at her. Poor guy. The two of you do look a lot alike...

Levi

"This is Levi."

"Ah, that almost sounds like a normal name. Why Leh-vee, though? Why don't you pronounce it LEE-vie?

"It's short for Leviathan," he says before you can stop him.

Your sister starts cackling and Levi is very embarrassed and indignant but mostly confused.

"Is this like a cult thing?" your aunt asks. "Naming everyone after biblical demons?" She nods and raises her eyebrows, impressed, and lifts her glass in Lucifer's direction.

"And you've been out roughing it in the great outdoors?" your grandpa asks.

"Errrr..."

"Yes, he has."

"Hmm...." Grandpa stares at Levi without a word, and your sister cackles again, and Levi looks like he'll either start bawling or go full demon and kill everybody in a sort of panicked rage. You return him to his brothers.

Satan

"This is---"

"I'm Derek. Nice to meet you."

You side-eye Satan. Apparently he was not taking any risks of you straight up calling him 'Satan' in front of everyone.

Your sister and aunt both look disappointed by this name, which seems to please Satan a whole lot.

"So," your mom says, thinking this little introduction has gotten off to way too friendly a start, "you're another one of MC's... 'friends', are you?"

"Yep," you say, refusing to acknowledge that there was any innuendo to read into.

"How the hell did you get wrapped up in a cult, Derek?" your aunt asks incredulously. "You look like you came straight from a prep school... Or the Ivies, or something. Kid, let me tell you what." She points a finger at Satan without giving him an opportunity to respond. "Let me tell you, you're gonna kick yourself when you're old and ugly and you realize you wasted your time in a cult looking like you were headed to a game of polo."

"You should've given yourself a cool name like those other guys," your sister throws in.

"Guys, please."

"What? At least the other guys had character. Lucifer, the sexy vampire prince, or something. Mammon, the... Is he a himbo or a bad boy?" ("A himbo," you confirm.) "Mammon, the hellish himbo! Leviathan, a literal fish out of water! But him? This guy's just Derek from IT." Your sister blows a raspberry and gives a thumb down. "Next."

Behind you, you hear Lucifer mutter, "Mammon. Levi. Hold Satan back."

Asmo

"This is Asmo. Please don't tear him a new one, he's---"

Your sister shakes her head. "I would NEVER. This guy looks like so much fun. Like, I'm getting shopping all day, clubbing all night vibes, am I right?"

Asmo winks at your sister, and she blushes. She blushes. You're in awe.

"Hellooooo~! I'm Asmodeus, and it's wonderful to meet you all!"

"You're the one that kissed my grandchild," Grandpa recalls, raising an accusatory finger at him.

"But MC loves when I give them kisses! Surely you all understand, right?"

....

"Right..."

....

Motherfucker, Asmo just charmed your family.

Beel

"This is Beel. Beel, this is...everyone."

"Hi. Good to meet you." Beel is very polite, if a bit uncomfortable.

"Well aren't you a drink of water and a half." You hate your aunt so much sometimes.

Beel frowns. "I'd rather have something a little more filling than water."

You see a look in your aunt's eyes and you jump before she has the chance to strike.

"If you say you're on the menu, Aunt Gina, I swear--"

"What's 'Beel' short for?" your mom asks sternly.

"Beelzebub," Beel answers with an adorable but also infuriating level of innocence.

Your sister is cackling again.

Belphie

Hey, where'd Belphie go?

You look around, confused.

Oh. He wandered to your room while everyone was distracted.

He's sleeping on your bed, hugging your pillow. And drooling on it.

Your relatives stand behind you, observing the scene somberly.

"What's he on?" asks your sister in a whisper. "Like... he's definitely on something, right?"

"Freeloader. That goes for the whole lot of 'em. At least this one is honest about it. Just walks in and treats the place like it's his." Your dad is very annoyed.

"He's got narcolepsy," you insist. You don't know enough about narcolepsy to be sure if that seems like a reasonable excuse, but you're counting on your family not knowing either.

"How the hell did you all get around with a narcoleptic?" your aunt asks, elbowing Lucifer in the ribs. "Hah! Oh, MC, sweetie, I need a refill."

When you manage to get the brothers out of your apartment, you turn around and face your family. They're staring at you.

Your sister breaks the silence. "So like... how many of them have you--?"

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devildomwriter · 1 year

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Solomon’s True Goals

*MAJOR SPOILERS*

Solomon is often called shady, conniving, evil, arrogant, and many more things. But what is he really? Depending on the day he can be any of those things, but what it all boils down to is somewhat of a grand plan.

Solomon wants humans to be recognized as equals to demons and angels. He won’t choose either side, he chooses himself and humanity and he’s seen in the original game and in Nightbringer forcing that decision on MC, continuously asking to fight by his side on behalf of humanity.

But what does that mean? While Solomon says he does not want to make enemies out of angels and demons, he would be willing to go so far as a war.

In nightbringer he clearly believes that in the unstable past, a war between the worlds will indeed happen and considering he’s already fought a war with the entire Devildom—entirely on his own and in his youth—he’s not afraid to do so again, if need be. He continues pushing the idea onto MC that the demons are the enemies right now.

Here’s some evidence below

It’s interesting that he specifies NOT NOW as in, it’s possible later, or he has some plans for that

The something he referring to is a grimoire. Something that essentially controls demons and forces submission. Despite Solomon saying this is how they negotiate with demons, it’s clear he sees that it isn’t possible and they’ll need to be subjugated instead.

Again he clearly mentions fighting for equality. The human world is not being threatened by angels or demons but Solomon seems willing to start a fight to be recognized as equals.

Despite always asking for a pact, Solomon sees no problem purposefully emotionally blackmailing and provoking Lucifer, still mentally recovering from the Great War.

Once Solomon sees you as an enemy, then he will not hold back, no matter who you are. This many include MC which is why he keeps asking for a clear answer as to whether or not they’ll side with humanity.

We see Solomon mention, hating being seen as weak. Not just himself, but all of humanity. Not only that we see that the reason he prefers not to make enemies and to live freely is because of a deal with “Him” we don’t know who that is but possibilities include Present Barbatos, Michael, or even God (considering he has dealings with the latter two in texts and scripture)

We’ll see how this progresses but we are beginning to see more of why he is seen the way he is by the brothers. He is always planning something, processing everything, and plotting his next move to get what he wants—Humans at the same level of demons and angels, no matter the cost

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obeyme-lost-thought · 10 months

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Mc × everyone: Their true aspect

We are a sheep, that cannon.

Now, let's think that we are a sheep because in the Devildom our human body needed time to adapt, a time more long than a year. So the brothers and others never have seen us as a human. Until..

(This story is set between 1 and 2 season of the original game)

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It was a normal day. Some work needed to be done in the Human World. Tha name of the city was pretty strange. From the moment Lucifer saw it, he had this thing in his head; it's not the first time he read it. But he didn't give a lot of importance to this sensation.

So, him, his brothers, Diavolo and Barbatos went in the Human World. Honestly, all them had to do different works, that why they choose to go together. In the program, at the end, there will be a dinner in a restaurant with Solomon. When he found their trip, he asked a 100 time for this dinner. Nobody known why, but they accepted.

So, coming back in the present, everyone is going for their way.

As the first of the four groups go on, Mammon and Levi feel a very strange thing. While they were walking, some people passed by their side. That seemed normal, except for the fact that their demon instinct were screaming! Looking everywhere, trying to understand what happened, no answers were found.

"Oi oi oi. I'm not crazy, right? Did you also feel it?"

"Yes, you moron. I feel it. I shouldn't had go out from my room. This things only happens to you normie!"

"What the heck connect don't watching anime with this thing!"

"I just know"

While the two fight over this strange experience, similar things happened to the others

Asmo and Satan had to meet a witch for get some information. Only problem was that they didn't know where the place they needed to go was. That why Satan was trying to understand a map that he found online. For an entire hour they went around all city looking for the meeting point. In the end, they found it. Now they are sitting in a cafe, waiting for the witch. Asmo notice a very pretty shop. It sell dresses that he already saw: they were what MC wear. A coincidence, sure. But his eyes were captured by the shop. Satan, in the meantime, was reading the menu. A lot of names were familiar, as if somebody always talked about them. After some thought, he remembered. MC talked of them, while they were watching a dramma set in a cafe. What a beautiful deja vo both brothers got

The twins needed to go a little more far that the others. On a little hill near the city, they spent the whole day collecting cursed objects left by occult fanatics during their rituals. They are very unlikely to succeed, and if for some reason they summon a demon, it is the least of their thoughts to clean up. Usually the task of collecting the important things is performed by low-level demons, but this time was one of the rare ones in which the ritual was performed correctly. This meant that the power of the items was high, and they had to take care of the collection. Now, with the sun slowly setting behind them, one of the twins has lost his gaze in the sky. The stars were slowly forming, thus remembering the evenings spent looking at the starry night at home. The sky of the human world, however, was different from that of the Devildom. He had seen it once, thanks to photos of the human he hated as much as he now loves. It was a series of printed photos, showing both the sky and the area where they were with some friends. An afternoon spent on Beel's bed, with Mc between them 2 who told him about the evenings eating pizza while looking at the sky. Strange though, was the extreme similarity between the photos and the place where they were. Still, it was late, so the ignored this feeling and started to go at the restaurant, even because Beel was hungry.

The three remaining, had just finished their work. They had stopped for a moment to record on the DDD how the match had gone; essentially a report. As they were doing this, a group stopped to watch them. Lucifer was convinced that it was because they were 3 hot guys, but overhearing their discussion he hears strange things.

"But is it them?" "From the photos in their room I think so" "I'm sure of black hair, I'm not sure about the other 2" "But in general, all the photos are strange. Just think of the pink and excessively curly hair they have. It's not their natural hair. And then the difference in height is more." "And the eyes? or the rest of them? If they hadn't told us it was them I would never have recognized them" "So, are they the guys in the photos or besides Mc are the others different too?"

Lucifer is about to go and ask what they want from them or why they called Mc name,but Barbatos reminds them that they have to go to the restaurant if they don't want to be late.

Then they start walking, but his thoughts were on the previous discussion and the description they had given of their "Mc". They were very similar to the human who lived with him for 1 year. Well, if human you can say. For the first few weeks, to prevent their body from deteriorating from the energy of the Devildom, the exchange student took on the appearance of a sheep. Only later, after they got used to it, did they look somewhere between sheep and human. A lower than normal height. Curly cotton-like hair of a strange pink hue. An inhuman skin color and other peculiarities in appearance. Eventually, though, everyone had gotten used to this particular human.

Arrived in front of the restaurant, waiting for them there was not only the magician, but also 2 angels that they knew. Ironically, they too had work to do here in the Human World, and when Solomon heard of it, he immediately invited them. Talking of this and that, slowly the groups arrived at their destination. They were all there now, or so they thought.

"Solomon, but when do we go in? I'm hungry"

"Sorry Beel, but you have to wait a little longer. The last guest is late"

"Sorry, but isn't it just us?" The older one asks in an annoyed tone.

"I have invited one last person. I think you will be pleased to meet them- Ah, there they are."he says, while pointing at a young person.

Walk slowly, almost embarrassed. They are dressed in a T-shirt and trousers that are somewhere between elegant and casual. Supernatural beings watch the human approaching in confusion. As soon as they are in front of them, one was the question that was spinning in their heads, but only one of them had the courage to ask it.

"Who are you?" Mammon say.

A light laugh comes from the unknown being, who looks first at Solomon and then at the others.

"I didn't say anything. You have to inform them of your identity."

Taking a deep breath, the stranger begins to answer the long-awaited question.

"You talk about being my first, and then you don't even recognize me?"

That voice that none of them could forget, responds to the many oddities that occurred during the day. The pacts that informed of their presence, the deja vu they had or the people who associated them with faces in photos. The first to throw himself on the former exchange student is Asmo, who begins to inspect them. Never, had they seen their original appearance. Luke can't help himself and hugs his friend. Mammon stammers trying to find an excuse not to have recognized them, without looking away. Every curve, every color is seen and imprinted in the memory of each of them. Lord Devil writes a note on the DDD to find a way to speed up the process of adapting the human body to the Devildom. All the laughter and surprised looks of the group are interrupted by a sound.

Grrrlll.

"I'm hungry"

"Hahaha. Yes, sorry Beel. Let's not wait any longer, let's go eat. Many times you have offered me lunch at Hell's kitchen, now it's my turn"

As everyone enters, one last feeling gets the answer for Lucifer. This is the city written in Mc's curriculum when he had to choose the exchange student. This is their home, or at least one of them.

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