MC & Mammon speed ran strangers to enemies to reluctant allies to acquaintances to co-conspirators to friends to roommates to best friends to partners-in-crime to mutual crushes in like a week tops and then spent the next two years belly crawling towards lovers
I can just imagine Mc sitting around with the brothers as they all get up to their goofy cute shenanigans and being hit with the realization: “these men have fought in a war” “they’re high ranking military commanders” all while Satan practices his meowing, Asmo whines about scratched nail polish, Beel looks like he’s about to cry cause he’s out of pudding, and Leviathan is actively crying over a gatcha game waifu.
When you ask the demon brothers what they’re gonna do when you die before them ⋆˚꩜｡
a/n: If you already saw me post a sukuna fic with this same title and plot no you didn’t. anyways, TYSM for all the love on my smaus!! I appreciate all the kind comment so much <33
I'm in so much pain so now the Lucifer should be too. This is for Mc's that go through extreme cramps and have a gallon of blood pour out every hour. Mc is still they/them because I'm not gonna make myself confused.
I'm just doing Lucifer for this one but if anyone wants a specific Character feel free to go to my asks, I just wanted some self indulgence.
Lucifer | Diavolo and Barbatos | Satan | Mammon | Simeon | Solomon
Now, I'm not interested in the "they don't know anything about periods" thing, but demon and angel women don't bleed or cramp for periods, they just get the other symptoms and gain an intense feeling of dread. So the brothers are aware of periods, just not the immense bleeding out and cramping. They also feel the pain through their pacts, because I said so.
Mc had entered Lucifer's office a few hours before the coming storm of pain they were to experience with their coming period. Lucifer always welcomed their presence as long as they stayed quiet, but he was unaware of the coming event. They lay on his couch, listening to the crackle of the fireplace and the scribble of Lucifer's pen as the first wave of cramps start, it was always worse in the beginning, but it got better after a few hours.
Lucifer suddenly shoots up, his pact making him feel like he just got shot several times in the stomach. He looks over at Mc as he tries to figure out what the absolute hell is happening to them, and therefore him. He stumbles over feeling a little lightheaded from such a foreign pain and the sharp smell of blood hitting him, he couldn't imagine how Mc was feeling right now.
"Mc!"
Mc sits up, holding their hand on their stomach which only alarms Lucifer more.
"Yeah?"
"Show me where you're hurt, now."
Mc tilted their head in confusion.
"Uhm, Lucifer, I'm not injured."
Lucifer huffs and lifts up Mc's shirt to see their stomach, baffled when he doesn't see any marks or injuries. He doesn't believe it to be internal when he can smell so much blood. He's thrown back into reality when Mc snaps at him.
"Lucifer! What's gotten into you?"
"I can feel when you're injured or in pain, it's a stipulation of our pact, now show me where you're hurt! Is it your back?"
Mc takes a second to process before laughing at Lucifer, who was trying to flip Mc over to find an injury. Lucifer remains standing over them, absolutely shaken and wondering how Mc could laugh at a time like this.
"Mc this is no laughing matter!"
"Luci, Starshine, Humans bleed and cramp once a month for our periods."
"What?"
"I'm bleeding out my vagina Lucifer. Do demons and angels not do that?"
"No, why would humans- Why?! Why must your bodies be so complicated and painful?"
Mc shrugs and pulls a concerned and upset Lucifer into their lap, making him their personal heating pad as they explain the purpose of periods.
"Well essentially, the uterus spends all month waiting and making a space for a baby but by the end of the month it throws a fit and destroys the uterine lining because there's no baby."
"Oh, So I should put a baby in you?"
Lucifer was met with a quick but playful slap since neither were serious, Lucifer already had six man-children to look after, seven if they counted Diavolo. They both laughed a little before Mc spoke up again.
"Silly demon, If you want to help get me chocolate and be my heating pad. I hear that your demon form is very warm."
"hm, yes, it is."
Lucifer's wings unfurled behind him before wrapping around Mc. His horns curled outwards which he allowed Mc to grab hold of, a privileged not even Diavolo had. He snuggled into their chest and held a hand on their stomach before letting them adjust him as needed. He also felt the pain but his body was adapting, or perhaps his warmth was just that helpful in easing Mc's pain.
It took all of five minutes before Lucifer passed out on top of Mc from exhaustion and the pain brought to him by their pact. The situation was warm and pleasant as the fireplace continued to cackle and the music remained slow and on loop. Mc eventually fell asleep too as pain and cramps are absent in the world of dreams.
By the time they wake, Mc is in Lucifer's huge bed but Lucifer is nowhere to be found. In his place, Lucifer had left a basket of chocolate, blueberry scones, pain relievers, a long cat heating pad, and a new peacock plushie that looked vaguely like the Avatar of Pride himself. He left a sweet note that read as follows;
"My darling, I had to attend an urgent meeting to make an emergency budget. I'll be back by three at the latest. Please don't forget to eat. Love, your Lucifer."
