Angsty Thoughts about what would satan think if he went all wrath murdery and almost killed mc? How whould he and the brothers react?
Hi Isabella!
Sooooo sorry for the delay on my response to this, but I got a little idea and I wanted to write it out. Generally, I think Satan would react very badly to this situation in that his guilt would overcome him. I think the other brothers would be most focused on MC. They would want to make sure that MC is okay. Though things might be awkward between all of them for a little while.
Anyway, I wrote this little scene to depict kinda what I was thinking. I left it open ended so that you can decide if it ends angsty or fluffy.
GN!MC x Satan
Warnings: Angst! This is the aftermath of Satan almost killing MC.
You opened your eyes slowly, taking in the bleary darkness of the ceiling in your room. The tree's branches spread above you, the leaves still in the silence.
Your head hurt a little, but otherwise you were all right. You shifted in bed, trying to remember what had happened.
A memory suddenly flashed through your mind - Satan in demon form, enraged, eyes blazing green, tail whipping through the air. Your hand reaching out toward him, your voice soft and pleading. A blast of magic light. The heavy pain that spread through your chest. Your body lifting, feeling yourself splayed across the floor. Hearing the voices of the brothers as your eyes closed, feeling Lucifer lifting you.
And that was all you needed. You sat up in bed, remembering exactly what had happened. You looked around and saw Mammon sitting on your floor, head propped up against the side of your mattress, asleep. Belphie was slumped against him, also dozing. Across the room you saw Beel, Levi, and Asmo all breathing softly against each other, also in a state of slumber.
It was so cute, you couldn't help but smile.
A hand on your shoulder nearly made you jump, but you looked up to see that it was Lucifer. The only brother still awake, it seemed.
You slipped out of your bed and followed him into the hallway.
"Are you feeling all right, MC?" he asked the second you closed your bedroom door.
"I'm fine," you said. You shook your arms out, tested your legs, stretched out your back. "I was expecting to be in pain, but I feel fine."
"You can thank Asmo for that," Lucifer said. "He used a spell at the last second to lessen the impact when you hit the ground."
You looked around the hallway. "How long have I been asleep? Where's Satan?"
Lucifer frowned. "It's only been a few hours. Satan has locked himself in his room. I carried you here and the others refused to leave, so no one has spoken to him yet."
"I need to talk to him," you said.
Lucifer shook his head. "I don't think that's a good idea," he said. "That magic he hit you with almost killed you. Do you realize that?"
"I don't care about that," you said. "It's not like I haven't almost died several times here by now. And I'm not dead, am I? I'm going to talk to him."
"MC-" Lucifer began to protest as you started off down the hall, reaching out to grab your wrist.
You pulled your wrist out of his hand. "Don't try to stop me."
Lucifer frowned after you as you made your way to Satan's door.
You knocked.
No response.
"Satan?" you called. "It's me. Please let me in."
"What are you doing here?"
His voice was strained and hoarse. It came from directly behind the door, as if he was leaning against the other side.
"I want to talk to you," you said. "Don't you think you owe me that?"
There was a long silence. And then you heard movement. A click and the door opened.
You couldn't see Satan, as he stepped back into the shadows.
You went inside and closed his door behind you. He was lingering by a stack of books, unable to look at you. He was still in demon form, like he hadn't been able to calm himself enough to shift back.
"Satan," you said quietly.
He flinched and turned even further away. "You shouldn't be here, MC. You shouldn't be near me."
You could hear the tears in his voice and you knew he had been crying.
"I'm not afraid of you," you said.
"I nearly killed you," he said. "If Asmo hadn't-"
The words broke off in a choked sob.
You could tell that words were getting you nowhere fast. You came closer to his huddled form and put a hand on his back. He stilled beneath your touch and the fear that was radiating from him nearly broke your heart.
You didn't say anything. What could you say at this point? He wasn't in a place to hear you.
Instead you slowly pressed yourself against him, leaning your cheek on his back and wrapping your arms around his waist.
Satan was like stone in your embrace. It made you want to cry, too, but you could hold yourself still. You needed to be strong for him.
You squeezed him a little and said, "I love you."
For a moment, everything was silent. And then Satan shuddered. His body relaxed as his demon form retreated. He turned around and you saw his face clearly for the first time since you'd arrived - distraught and streaked with tears.
"How could you ever love a monster like me?" he asked in a broken whisper. The pain in every word shot through your veins like ice. "I don't deserve your love."
You saw the confusion in his eyes. Part of him wanted to give in, to accept your love and your heart. But a larger part of him believed what he had just said - that he didn't deserve it.
You pressed your forehead against his and waited. There was a question in your silence, a challenge. Would he push you away? Or would he let you love him?
I'll never look at this card the same way again... I always just thought he was sad lol.
BUT NOW THAT YOU'VE POINTED THIS OUT.
He does look like that huh...
And like yeah okay, but this card is called One Too Many Insults! That's the kinda thing that's supposed to make Levi come, not Mammon! Mams has a praise kink, nobody can convince me otherwise.
That's the kinda face he's gonna make for you after you've showered him in compliments and told him what a good boy he is.
Okay but if you leave it up to this guy, he might also teach them to actually eat their plates. Barbatos complains about it on the home screen all the time.
I'm just imagining lil baby Beels copying their dad and chomping down on the dinnerware. You might have to keep them away from other inanimate objects, too lol.
thoughts on the boys reaction to a MC who collects shiny objects and rocks? Kinda like a crow does ig lol. I do this so I’m curious.
Don’t have to answer my ask if you don’t want to! 🖤
Don't worry, my friend, I live to answer asks lol!
Anyway, generally speaking, I think most of the characters would find this an endearing trait. I think most of them would notice pretty quickly and give MC things to add to their collection.
I see it becoming a competition, which brother can find the most shiny objects and pretty rocks to give to MC? They're always trying to outdo each other. Lucifer acts like he's not participating, but he's the biggest culprit. Levi is also trying to figure out how best to organize MC's collection. Might insist on buying MC one or more shelves that Beel then has to help put together. Because I really think Beel is the only brother that could successfully put a shelf together.
MC might end up getting a lot of questions from Diavolo. I see him thinking it's super cute, but also wondering if this just a Thing Humans Do and asking about it in that sense. Barbatos is going to give MC things whenever he sees them. He just wants to see MC's smile. I kinda think Solomon is probably already a hoarder himself, but of magical stuff. You know he's got a whole pile of magic nonsense in his room. I think it'd be cute if he just randomly gave shiny things to MC.
I'm seeing any mix of them being in one place, someone sees a pretty rock or a shiny object and says ohh MC would love that. And another person is like, wow yeah. And then it's who can get to said object first?
Anyway, I see everyone thinking it's a cute quirk that MC has and they fully enable it in every way.
He's so annoying, I love him. Unable to say such things unless he's smashed.
I think I would just constantly challenge Lucifer to drinking games to get him to say sweet things. Then tuck him in bed and let him sleep it off. He wakes up all discombobulated and like what happened??? MC, I demand answers. And it's all nothing, you just got drunk and said you loved me, that's all. Watch him blush and frown, might even get a "yare yare" out of it lol.
Also apparently he's more prone to casual speech when drunk because when has he ever said "my bad" before?? Though he seems to be surprisingly capable of typing coherently. I recently got a daily chat from drunk Simeon and it was all typos.
