NOTICE: As more and more fanfic writers are using generative AI for their works (you uncreative dweebs), I hereby swear on everything I hold dear that I have not and will NEVER use generative AI in ANY of my written work. Everything I post will be organically and creatively my own.
Sam! My boy! I loveee drawing him so much, these are his designs from when he was in the demon world and after coming to the human world. You know the drill. Headcannons!
in the demon world, Sam was basically a gladiator. Someone who fought other demons and creatures for the entertainment of others.
this was mainly his father's idea. The demon lord was quite proud that Sam took on the most brute qualities and wanted to show it off. The demon lord challenged all who dared to try and defeat his third born son
Sam soon learned that loosing a fight carried some severe consequences, being starved, isolated and made to train until his body no longer functioned. Sam became basically conditioned to be the perfect mindless fighter.
Sam and Damien both have the most estranged relationships with their brothers, both having been isolated the most. They don't exactly bond over that fact but they do understand each other the most when it comes to being overwhelmed and put out by too much social interaction.
Once the boys get to the human world and Sam's relationships with his brothers start developing, Sam comes too deeply love his brothers. He doesn't show it a lot....or at all most of the time.
BUT! he does love them dearly and is very protective of them. Luckily for the boys, he's not protective in the way that James tends to be. He absolutely does not try to stop them from doing stupid shit or acts fatherly, he does protect them from the consequences of doing said stupid shit. Either by lying, using his powers or just straight up punching someone.
Sam and James also love getting into arguments with each other. James loves it because Sam makes it very clear that he's smarter than he comes off and enjoys bouncing off of that. And for Sam it's a way to learn to deal with his anger without feeling the need to break out into a fight.
That's not to say he never breaks into a fight ever again but luckily for everyone it's usually with James and he can handle it.
Matthew looks up to Sam quite a lot and Sam likes to indulge in this admiration. Both giving Matthew tips on physical prowess and meditation. Sam can tell Matthew is easily frustrated a lot of the time and it makes him kinda upset, knowing precisely how that feels and not wishing it onto his brother. So all the things he learns about dealing with anger and frustration he tries to pass onto Matthew.
After a lot of healing Sam becomes a PE teacher and counselor for troubled youth, setting up fitness programs and therapies for these kids.
Hi just wanna say I love your work, do you still plan to write your mentioned fics that you've talked about before like the nsfw Sam one and the James fic? /pos /gen🩷🩷
Hi! Thank you so much! I'm glad you like my work!
Yes! I do plan on doing them! I had to step away from the fandom bc burnout is real. Uni isn't treating me too kindly, my ADHD is unmedicated, and having a 2-year-old is causing burnout. Rest assured, I plan on returning soon! Thanks for your patience! Just know you can send things in! I love reading requests and simple things. Much love!
Heard from James that you were moving. Damien said he knew that you were thinking about it, along with the guilt you felt. I wish you would've trusted me enough to tell me a little about it, but it's fine I suppose. It's not your fault. Just make sure you keep in touch sometimes, alright? We worry about you. I think that I worry a little too much about you than I originally thought. Please be careful. Love you, you dummy.
Are you still doing character comfort letters? And also, if you are, can we keep it anonymous if we send one? Like, no one will know if we ask accept you?
Hi!
Yes, I do! Of course. You remain anonymous for others except for me. I also run @comfortcharactermessages here, depending on if you want them posted there or on this blog - depending on what fandom you ask for! Here's the link if you're interested!
Hi! Thank you so much for your kind words, love! I have some works that I have saved in my drafts! I'll try to get them out ASAP, so please keep an eye out! Mwah!
Additional Tags: stress things, Sam being a tsundere, the usual
You seem to be struggling with stress. It appears that the pressure is getting to you, and you are unsure how to manage it, so you continue to push through. You have been faking it until you make it, and you don't see why you should worry about stressing out since the incubi are always there to help you out. However, this type of stress is something that they cannot assist you with. It is up to you to handle it personally, and it seems like you are beginning to feel burnt out.
You worked at a local café in town, and you could not say that you hated it. It was an okay job and it paid well. The only issue was your coworkers. They were complete jerks to you, and you were tired of it. They would shove you around, call you names, corner you after work to harass you, and the list goes on. Putting on a fake smile every day as you continue to break down. Soon enough, one of the brothers noticed.
Another stress-filled day with an overpopulated café and rude coworkers. At any moment, you felt like you were going to go crazy. The stress was unbearable, but you figured that you had it all covered. At least, that is what you thought until Sam spoke up.
Rain poured around you as you walked down the sidewalk. It had been a long day, and you were exhausted. Occasionally, thunder roared, and lightning flashed in the sky. Your earbuds played music in your ears as you walked, your head hung low. You just wanted to be alone at this point.
Finally, you walked into the house with a heavy sigh and closed the door. You kicked off your shoes and hung your jacket up, heading upstairs to get a shower. Once in the shower, you sat down on the floor and pulled your legs up to your chest. You did not even worry about washing up because you weren’t feeling it.
You weren’t sure how long you were in the shower, but when you got dressed and walked out of the bathroom, you spotted Sam leaning against the doorway in the hall. You gave him a faint smile before heading in the direction of your bedroom, but he stopped you. Confused, you tilted your head.
“What’s the matter, Sammy?” You asked him. He only allowed you to call him that.
He had this look on his face that you couldn’t read. Normally, you’d be able to figure out what he was feeling – but now was different. Confused by the stare down, you began to get a little nervous. As you were about to speak up again, he finally said something.
“What were you thinking?” He asked bluntly. “Do you really think you could push away your stress in hopes that we didn’t notice?”
Shocked, you opened your mouth to speak but he had other plans. He grabbed your shoulders and looked at you with a worried look – something you don’t see very often.
“(Y/n), we worry about you. I…I worry about you. I don’t know what I would do if something happened to you. So,” Sam trailed off as his hands slid down your arms and grabbed your own. “I’m gonna take care of you. Whenever you come home, I’m gonna take care of you. Please don’t push me away, okay? I got you.”
Hearing that made your eyes burn with tears. You didn’t even know how to process it. Soon, hot tears streamed down your face as you stared up at him.
“Please hold me,” you whispered softly as you took his hand and led him to your room.
The next three hours consisted of his arms wrapped around your waist, holding you close to his chest. You had fallen asleep, but he didn’t move. He knew he made you feel safe. So, he stayed with you no matter what.
