PLEASE MAKE MORE FUCKED UP BROTHER HCS. IVE BEEN SAYING FOR SO LONG HOW THEIR DEMONS AND SHOULD ACT LIKE DEMONS.

I FEEL SO STRONGLY ABOUT IT

When the brothers instructed you to keep snacks for Beel on hand, they weren't kidding. He's the sweetest boy across the three realms but there are times when he has to physically leave a room if you're in it because he's so hungry that if he stayed there for one second longer he would forget why he hasn't eaten you yet.

Levi is a black hole. He envies and envies, and it sort of spreads. When he's in one of his moods it's near impossible to hang out with him without slowly falling into it, and it can materialize differently depending on the person. Some humans lash out against the subjects of their jealousy, some obsess over themselves in a fruitless attempt to claw their way up the golden pillar they've set others on, some just curl up and stay there. It's no small miracle that you deflect most of the bothers' powers, since most humans go mad with it.

Being with Lucifer makes it impossible to forget what he is. The others have something of a personality barrier, you get so caught up in the heartsickness that you can put it to the back of your mind. But even at his sweetest moments, the way Lucifer carries himself, callous authority and cutting superiority, always leaves you with the gnawing reminder that you're taking your life in your hands.

Barbatos is a collector of secrets. He also makes lovely conversation and even better tea. He loves your company, so he has you around every week or so. You don't even realize how much of yourself you've shared until you arrive at your usual tea party and see your favourite flowers arranged in the middle of the table, which is adorable and you tell him as much. Then it's small gifts, toys you missed from your childhood, things that most remind you of home, something you swore you lost at the beach once a few summers ago, all left in front of your bedroom door. It isn't until he starts offering forgiveness for your deepest regrets, comforts for your darkest shames, that you truly realize how much he's gotten out of you.

Sometimes you wonder if Diavolo sees you as a human. He's kind and he's doting, but it sometimes feels more like you're a very treasured pet or a porcelain doll kept on the highest shelf (So it won't break? Or perhaps on display, a monument to the legacy he's leaving). It's understandable, truly, he's one of the most powerful being across all the realms, but it's somewhat disconcerting.