I really wish Luke would be canonized as a super strong character, just like the rest of the obm!cast.
That child walks with the most powerful beings from the three worlds, it's impossible that he's just an innocent, fragile and weak child right?
My headcanon is that he has enooooormous wings like an adult angel, but as a kid, he can't support their weight (yet) and that's why we don't see them.
I know it's canon that Luke was born before the war. But I like to think he was a "consolation" gift that God gave to the angels (mostly Simeon) after war.
Leviathan's turn! I only get more excited the more I write for Leviathan's and I left him as the only standalone since the others seem to come in pairs. Lucifer and Mammon's part here! And later we'll get Satan, Asmo and the twins.
Leviathan X Mc
TW: Negative self talk, self-hatred, hurt/comfort
Leviathan did not understand. He had been in his room for a while and as he emerged his brother's seemed to grow without him. They were already so far ahead of him, they already felt unreachable, but now he feels like he's at the bottom of a pit and reaching for the brothers he can no longer see. He wanted to reach them, he wanted to be like them, he wanted to be them. Even in heaven his envy festered in his chest because he was not a perfect angel, if he was then he wouldn't want to be the others so badly. He'd press his hands to his face and hoped that if he pressed hard enough the shape would change into that of someone else, anyone else, anyone that wasn't Leviathan. He wanted to be Lucifer a Leader that everyone relied on, he wanted to be Mammon a shoulder to cry on and someone's favourite, he wanted to be Satan intelligent and under control, he wanted to be Asmodeus beloved and beautiful, he wanted to be Beelzebub cool and strong, he wanted to be Belphegor apathetic to the world's opinion, he wanted to be Mc kind and everything else that wasn't him.
Mc took Leviathan's hands and peeled them off his face. It was his turn for them to wipe the tears away from his beautiful orange eyes. His face was red from how hard he was pressing his hands into it, Mc was surprised he didn't hurt his nose somehow. Their fingers started tracing circles in his palms as they waited patiently for him to start crying. They already had a water on hand to give him when it was over. They didn't let go of his hands, they simply relocated to wrap themselves around his waist while he sat in his gamer chair drinking the water they got him. Leviathan set the water aside, unsure what to do with his personal God hugging him.
"Leviathan, why are you crying."
"I-It doesn't really matter, I'm sure you don't want to hear about it."
Mc decided since it was time, they had to be more forceful but they still sounded gentle "How dare you assume what I want. If I didn't want to know, I wouldn't have asked. I am not like the others outside this house that only ask as a courtesy, so tell me Leviathan."
"I-I'm Sorry!"
"Don't apologise, just..." magic sizzled in the air and pulsated through Leviathan's chest as Mc made their command "Tell me everything, Levi."
Leviathan's tongue anxiously danced to the beat of the magics pulse "I-I-I'm not worth anything at all. I contribute nothing to this world. My brothers they grow, they do things, they add and they do it together. I am alone, Lucifer and Mammon have each other, Satan and Asmo go together, and the twins are clear pairing. I'm just alone and I hate it." Leviathan's hands balled into fists as he slowly grew erratic "I've subtracted when I was in the military but I did nothing but take and take alone. Now I do nothing but take! I take their air, their time, and for what?! They have grown and I'm still so far behind! I hate it! I HATE ME! THEY MUST HATE ME TOO!"
Mc pulled away and took Leviathan's hand again, pressing one to their cheek "Leviathan, you made me smile the other day."
Leviathan paused and stared at Mc in bewilderment "Huh?"
"If someone can add just one thing, make one person happy, then their life has value. That's your logic yes?"
Leviathan nodded trying to understand where Mc was going with this. Mc started to speak again, certain in their argument.
"Well when you talk about the things you love, that makes me very happy. It make Asmo happy when you let him do your nails, you make Lucifer very happy when he sees you healthy and having fun, you make Satan happy when you recommend a game with cats to him, Beel and Belphie very happy when you play games with them, Mammon's happy when you go outside and do something. You make all your brothers very happy by being alive, I'm happy you're alive. That's eight people that you make happy, nine if we include Diavolo because he's also happy when you share your interests with him, ten to include the ways you help Simeon with technology, Eleven with Solomon who also shares your interests in TSL. You make people happy, Leviathan."
Leviathan didn't know he was crying again until Mc finished "I make them... happy? But- But I'm still so far behind them."
"Who said it was a race? Who cares if you're behind, actually you're ahead of Lucifer in communication skills but have a picnic while you're stuck why don't you. You have eternity to live and eternity to grow."
"What was that about Lu-"
Mc placed a finger over Leviathan's lips "Shhhhhhhh, he doesn't matter, I'm already working on that with him, this is about you, my little sea snake, you matter more than you will ever understand."
"I-.... matter?"
"Yes, now say it again with confidence."
"I matter."
Mc stood and leaned down to be close to Leviathan's face. They kissed him, it wasn't any french kiss but it held all the pride Mc had in him for making it so far. Leviathan turned red and couldn't think of anything except the everything that Mc told him.
I am into female crime lately (not practicing) and Satan being a beautiful blond girl representing rage and wrath just sounds right to me (do not romanticize any murderers please)
It was kinda difficult to make him look like an actual female character, not just Satan with long hair but I think it looks pretty good
So we probably all have said these words when referring to our boys minus those who were only applying it to all the potential war crimes. When I say it, I mean their lifestyles and how they could self destruct at any given moment, which is something we could fix as Mc but Solmare denied us development. It all connects since their lives and emotions are so interwoven with each others. I'll just do Luci's and Mam's for now.
Lucifer did not like that expression on Mc's face. It was like his when he was threatening his brothers but it looked much scarier on them since they were usually sweeter. Mc had come down to visit him in his office, he knew why. It was past midnight and Mc was starting to really crack down on everyone's bad habits, including his.
"Lucifer, you know why I am here."
"Yes, Mc."
"Lucifer, your communication skills are shit, you don't take good care of yourself, and you should probably stop drinking."
"I'm not that bad."
"Lucifer, how many minutes of sleep have you gotten over the past two months."
Lucifer fell silent. He knew Mc knew since they said minutes instead of hours, minutes he only had eight of to speak of sleep for the past two months. He honestly had been doing better about his health up until recently when there was another flood of paperwork. Mc glared into his eyes as if they were staring at his soul.
"It's only a couple minutes isn't it?"
"Yeah."
"So tell me, are we going to bed or do I need to make it an order?"
"I have no ne-"
Mc tweaked Lucifer's nose, letting him try saying the truth again. Lucifer held onto his nose while glaring back at the human.
"Fine, I'm tired, come to bed with me."
"Better, but there's no need to demand I go to bed with you, you're allowed to ask for things normally."
"Any other criticisms oh great lamb?"
"Yes, and I will tell you all of them because unlike you I communicate."
Lucifer's face scrunched a little "There's more?"
"Yes, like how you're insane but right now bed time."
Lucifer stood as Mc turned to lead him to bed and grabbed their shoulder "What do you mean I'm insane?!"
"Lucifer, you know your punishments aren't working on Mammon, but you seem to keep expecting different results every time. That expectation of results changing in itself is insanity."
Lucifer looked down in despondency "I don't know what else I'm supposed to do with him."
"I know, you're probably too tired from overworking to think of anything. If you want things to change for the better you need to let go of the physical discipline, tying everything up until they calm down is fine, but hitting them won't keep them out of trouble. Mammon wants to help you, hand him a little bit of your paperwork, something involving math since he's good at that."
Lucifer looked offended at the idea of asking his brothers for help but did not yet protest "..."
"Leviathan would probably also like to help, it will make him feel useful like he was when the navy was active. Leviathan and Mammon would love to keep being people you rely on, and the more tasks you give Mammon the less time he'll have to go out gambling. Has Mammon ever failed a task you assigned him other than get good grades?"
"No. I'll... consider it."
"Will you also consider properly communicating your needs?"
Lucifer huffed and glared. Mc's sure if his wings were out they would be puffy in indignation.
"Ok ok, one thing at a time then but," Mc's pact sizzled making the air around them feel electric, they knew they needed to be a little forceful with him but only a little "If you're ever hurting tell me."
Lucifer felt how strongly Mc felt about this by the desperate pull in his chest calling him to tell them everything that's ever hurt him. All he had was something simple, not exactly grand like their order but it fulfilled their wish.
"My head's been hurting."
"then let's get you some water, you're probably dehydrated."
Lucifer nodded as Mc took his hand, leading him down to the kitchen. He reached for the fridge handle but Mc got there before he did. They opened the bottle for him before handing it over. He did not enjoy something so simple being done for him, he could do it himself, and that mentality certainly was a problem. He downed the bottle in one go and Mc tossed it for him before pulling him to his room. Lucifer let them lead him to bed, enjoying Mc taking charge. He looked so smug when Mc pushed him into bed after he stalled. Lucifer hoped Mc would climb on top of him but they started walking away. He was having none of it and grabbed their arm, pulling them into him.
"If you want me to be "good", I should get a reward shouldn't I?"
Mammon found it strange but exciting that Lucifer had been giving him tasks again. He had missed the days when Lucifer relied on him and was more than happy to see them back, even if he had a little more to do but he liked being a dependable brother in most cases. He had a feeling Mc cracking down on everyone had something to do with it, he wasn't so stupid to not notice them them trying to subtly keep him away from casinos, getting onto Leviathan for self deprecation, or all the other ways they started helping the brothers manage. He was an idiot but not that much of one.
Mammon counted the cash in his wallet. He was tempted to head down to the casino but Mc was giving him a kiss for every night he didn't go and sometimes, sometimes he got two kisses. Only on the cheek but it was worth it, he was more willing to bet on getting one on the lips if he was able to go a full month, perhaps he'll even get praised. Mammon is starting to realise how pathetic that is, but he's Mc's first pact so he's gotta make them happy, and it certainly makes him happy. Three hundred bucks, that was more than enough to go gamblin- Mammon smacked himself before he could finish the thought, he needed to behave, he would take Mc on a nice date. Mammon had heard about a nice cafe opening up that he's sure Mc would like to go to so he started heading up to their room.
"Oi scumbag! Where's my wallet?"
Mammon turned to see Leviathan, what a way to spoil the mood. He would much rather hear Leviathan talk about Anime than throw dalse accusations at him, he'd been too busy.
"How am I supposed to know?"
Leviathan shook his head "Well obviously you stole it scumbag."
"Nope, have ya looked everywhere?"
"Why would I when I know you took it?"
Mammon shook his head, he really hadn't taken anything minus that one vase everyone hated "Nuh-uh, I already told ya I didn't asshat."
"Then where else could it be?"
Lucifer suddenly appeared "That's enough, both of you. And Mammon, did you do that thing I asked you to?"
Mammon huffed "yeah yeah. Dudes gone, ya wanted him only three feet for yer plants right. I also grabbed the seeds you wanted, Permafrost Camellias for the flower festival thing right?"
"Yes good job Mammon."
Mammon brightened up while Leviathan felt upset over being ignored "Wha- but what about my wallet!"
"What about it?"
Leviathan pointed at Mammon "He took it!"
Lucifer sighed, "You underestimate how long it takes Mammon to dig a hole, he wouldn't have had the time. Did you really look everywhere?"
"I-" Leviathan shrunk under Lucifer's gaze "no, I thought Mammon took it."
"No, Mc's been making Mammon behave."
"Ehhhh! But Mc doesn't use our pacts like that!"
Mammon teared up at the memory "They didn't."
"Wha-!"
Lucifer leaned over and whispered "Mc called him a bad demon, he's still not over it."
Leviathan looked horrified, that felt like a punishment worse than death "unholy shit."
"Indeed. Now, both of you run along. Leviathan, let's check your jackets."
"Let's? You don't need to help Lucifer, I know you're too busy to help a yucky-"
Mammon smacked Leviathan "Don't insult my little brother."
"And I have some free time Leviathan, perhaps you could tell me about this "hat witch" anime while we search."
Lucifer walked with Leviathan back to his room while Mammon rushed to Mc.'s room. He didn't knock, Mc hadn't worked with him on that yet, so he bust right in. Mc was already looking at the door, having heard his footsteps all the way down the hall. Mammon hopped onto where Mc laid, falling right on top of them. Mc put their hand in his hair like always.
"Hay Mammon."
"Mcccccc, let's go out."
"Yeah, Where to?"
"I was thinking ya would like that new Cafe Asmo was talking about. I'll pay this time."
Mc smiled and ruffled his hair "Oh really, that sounds nice. Know where it is?"
"I- uhhhhh."
Mc giggled, but was not surprised. The cafe was actually near the casino, they weren't going to say that, they wanted to see how well he'd do with the temptation in his general vicinity. It was probably cruel, but they wanted to see his growth and how much more help he might have needed.
"I know where it is. Let's go."
Mammon hopped up and Mc took his hand. Mc led the way out of the house and through the streets. Mammon wasn't paying attention to where they were going, he was too busy looking at Mc and their pretty, well, everything. Everything about Mc was beautiful to Mammon. He almost bumped into Mc when they stopped and turned to him with a smile.
"We're here!"
Mammon looked up, he finally figured out where he was. The casino was a block away, he shouldn't think about that, he should focus on Mc. He smiled back at them.
"Let's go inside then Human."
Mammon held the door open for Mc. He ignored the tug in the back of his mind that started taking root in his bones to try and find a real reason to go down to that casino that wasn't just his stupid desires. He could hardly pay attention to the menu, telling the guy at the register that he'd just have what Mc was having. He didn't know what they ordered, he tried staring at them again. It wasn't working, he hated that it wasn't working. They both found a spot and Mc held his hand. It was no help, he still wanted to go. He could imagine winning millions at the risk of losing it all, but what if he lost Mc. He started bouncing his leg as the feeling crept into his veins. Mc noticed, of course they did.
"Mammon, would you like to just grab our food and head back to the house."
Mammon smiled, he didn't want to ruin their date "What're ya talking about human? We should eat here."
"Mammon, I know you want to go to the casino down the block."
Mammon looked away, "pfft, I dunno what yer talking bout Mc."
Mc squeezed Mammon's hand "Mammon, it's alright. You're not bad for wanting something, you're just addicted to something bad."
"I ain't addicted. I dunno what yer talking bout."
Mc lifted Mammon's hand and pressed it against their cheek "Look at me golden boy."
Mammon bit his lip and finally looked at Mc. He couldn't resist them, not in the slightest. He wanted to deny the fact his cells had been screaming at him to go in there and try to make bank at the risk of breaking it.
"Mammon, please don't lie to me. I know you want to go in there and you've done such a good job these past two weeks. Have you considered actual therapy yet? I think it would help."
"I don't need therapy, do I?"
"It's worth a shot, I'd help like that if I could but I'm not a professional."
"My brothers won't tease me for it would they? Getting called scum is already enough."
"If they did then I'll make them sit. It's ok if it doesn't work, you can at least say you tried."
Mammon looked away again, he was so cute when he was flustered "yeah yeah, I'll try it but only cause ya asked."
"Thank you, Mammon."
Mc kissed Mammon on the nose, then on the cheek, and then the other cheek. Mammon turned so red it could have been mistaken for a sunburn. Mc brushed his hair out of his eyes and they could see his soul leaving his body. They let him recover since they needed to grab their order but he was still a mess when they came back with the sandwiches they ordered. Mammon had forgotten all about the casino for now, and Mc couldn't wait for the day he'd have no problem passing one by.
“What’s wrong? Are you feeling nervous? Don’t worry, you’ll be fine. Believe in yourself. And if you ever need a confidence boost, just say the word… I’ll do whatever you want, as many times as it takes. Just like I did now. I know how talented you are. It isn’t easy to earn my respect, but you managed to do it. Remember that.”
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