#damien seduce me

[la1n3ybaby]

i finally finished a piece with the boys

be proud of me

[7h3d1r3ct0r]

posting another seduce me redesign since the last one I did was *checks notes* holy shit 2 years ago.

anyway design notes and headcanons under the cut

I had planned to also redo their demon forms since my headcanons have changed since then but I didn't feel like it and with artfight coming up I just don't have time.

My first and main goal when redesigning them was giving them a more diverse range of faces and skintones. I headcanon that they basically got all of their looks exclusively from their mothers, so they could look wildly different while still being brothers. Also because these are their human forms I would imagine most of the traits they inherited from their father wouldn't pass over anyways. Scars were another big thing I wanted to add, and yes, most of them are from you know who (their father). James and Damien's face and neck scars, and Sam's arm scars are all from their father, Erik has no visible scars, Matthew has scars from training on his hands, and Sam's cheek scar is from an arrow. There are also plenty of more scars I have headcanoned that are not visible. (and yes Damien's eye is partially blind) Clothes wise I wanted to dress them more realistically then they were, at least in the first game. James ended up leaning more casually but basically stayed the same. Erik I wanted to keep in a suit but instead of a button up and vest I went for just a turtleneck and suit jacket since I felt that leaned more casual while still keeping him more formal then his brothers. Also to lean more into realism I did have to get rid of his purple eyes and red hair. (sorry Erik fans) Sam got a whole grudge make over, I felt like the games were just too scared to make him lean into that style so I just did that little extra push he needed. Matthew and Damien probably got the biggest style change out of the 5. With Matthew I wanted to lean streetwear with lots of layers and baggy clothes. With Damien I wanted them to be the light academia to James more dark academia. (Off topic: I have a lot of thoughts about James and Damien's relationship and how despite their treatment from their father being very different that they both went through similar trauma and I headcanon that they're the closest of the brothers because of it.)

Finally since I changed them so much I wanted to add a motif to connect them all together again and just like with the demon redesigns, the golden rose makes a return. I don't actually know if the golden rose has any relation to them in canon but I dont care. James is on the side of his glasses, Erik's is a pin on his suit, Sam's is a charm on his bracelet, Matthew's is an earring and Damien's is a clip in their hair.

I have so many headcanons and opinions of these guys and this is barely a snippet of my thoughts about them. hopefully one day I'll finally get off my ass and make actual art and stories.

[doremela]

Seduce me redesigns where they're like 18 and just came to the human world and have 1 million problems

[seducemefanficsandheadcanons]

Here's some hurt comfort with Mika and Damien! (Of course, this Mika is designed by @new-tella-us I love her design and have drawn her a gazillion times at this point and it likely will not stop

[isuckatwritingsobenice]

Hiii!! I’m so happy I found another Seduce me writer! I wanted to request a fic idea, you can totally say no if you want too! I wanted to request if you could write this for Erik and Sam. Basically Erik and the reader are really close and good friends, but the reader likes Sam. Erik likes the reader but doesn’t want to say anything because he knows about her feelings for Sam. He starts to notice Sam taking a liking to her too, and he tries to step back but feels conflicted when Damian tells him that Sam also likes the reader too. Erik feels guilty because he’s basically in love with the same girl as his brother. I would also like the song Are We Still Friends by Tyler The Creator to be kind of added in someway, so I guess a Song fic essentially!! Hope you’re doing well and please take your time with requests!! I love your writing sm!

A/N: I have to say i’ve never thought of these two being against each other, but now that you’ve mentioned the idea, i really love it, so thank you so much for your request!!

Warnings: conflicted / repressed feelings, angst?, sam’s happy but at what cost, damien’s a sweetheart still, Erik is living on his own in this, so kind of like the boys moved out! After SMTO 1 but before the demon war!

Navigation!!

Are we…still friends?

The dim light of the living room stretched shadows across the walls, Erik leaning against the arm of the couch with a bottle of beer in his hand. Across the room, you and Sam sat on the floor by the coffee table, sharing a joke that left you both laughing. Erik watched as your smile lingered, the way your eyes sparkled when you looked at his brother, and the low hum of conversation between the two of you seemed to fill the space more than the quiet music playing in the background.

You had no idea what you were doing to him—how every laugh, every look, every accidental brush of your hand had Erik’s heart threatening to claw out of his chest. You were his best friend, someone he trusted with all the corners of himself that he usually kept hidden. But the cruel irony of it all was that while Erik had spent months falling for you, he knew where your heart lay. It wasn’t with him. It was with Sam.

He tried to ignore the signs at first—the way you spoke about Sam, how you lit up when he entered a room, the subtle nervousness in your voice when you asked about him. Erik told himself it was just his imagination. But it wasn’t. You liked Sam. And now, it seemed, Sam liked you too.

Damian had told him as much earlier that day.

“Sam likes her, you know,” Damian had said nonchalantly while they’d been sitting on the back porch. “I think it to be pretty obvious. You see the way he looks at her. It isn’t just casual interest.”

Erik had barely managed a response, just nodding and keeping his expression neutral. He couldn’t let Damian see how much it affected him, couldn’t let anyone know what was tearing him apart inside.

Now, watching the two of you, Erik felt like an intruder in his own home. He noticed how Sam leaned a little closer when you spoke, how you tilted your head in that way you always did when you were completely engaged in the conversation. And the worst part? Sam didn’t even need to try. His natural charm, his easy smile—it was everything Erik felt he lacked, despite how different they were.

He should’ve been happy for you. For the both of you. But instead, jealousy and guilt twisted together in his chest, making it hard to breathe. He wanted to support his brother, but not like this.

You glanced over at him then, your smile softening. “Erik, are you okay? You’ve been quiet tonight.”

He straightened up, forcing a small smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes. “Yes, I’m quite alright. Just tired.”

You didn’t look convinced, your brow furrowing slightly. Before you could say anything more, Sam chimed in with a teasing grin. “ Pretty boy got nothing to say? That’s new.”

Erik just shrugged, avoiding both your gaze and Sam’s. He took a sip of his beer, hoping it would settle the knot in his stomach, but the bitter taste only made it worse.

The conversation moved on, but Erik barely registered it. He felt like a bystander, trapped in a moment he couldn’t escape.

After you and Sam left the room, likely to get more snacks, Erik stayed behind, sinking into the couch as the weight of the evening pressed down on him. The house felt unbearably empty without you, even though you were just upstairs. He stared at the darkened TV, the silence wrapping around him like a suffocating blanket.

He heard Damian’s voice from the doorway, breaking the quiet. “You look like hell.”

Erik didn’t bother looking up. “Not in the mood, Damian.”

Damian stepped further into the room, his hands stuffed in his pockets. “You’ve been acting off for weeks now. And don’t tell me it’s nothing, because I’m not buying it.”

Erik ran a hand over his face, letting out a frustrated sigh. “Please just drop it, okay?”

“Fine,” Damian said, sitting down on the armrest of the couch. “But for what it’s worth, you’re gonna drive yourself crazy if you don’t say something to her.”

Erik’s head shot up, his jaw tightening. “What?”

Damian shrugged. “It’s obvious you’re like her aswell. And yeah, Sam’s into her too, but that doesn’t mean you have to just sit here and torture yourself.”

Erik’s chest tightened. “It isn’t that simple.”

“Why not?” Damian asked. “What’s the worst that could happen? She doesn’t feel the same way? At least you’d know.

“It’s not just about me,” Erik snapped, his voice harsher than he intended. “She likes Sam. And Sam likes her. I’m not going to get in the middle of that.”

Damian studied him for a long moment before shaking his head. “You’re too good at this whole self-sacrificing thing, you know that? But maybe you should think about what you want for a change.”

As Damian left the room, Erik leaned back against the couch, closing his eyes. What he wanted didn’t matter. It never had.

The next time you came over, it was just the two of you. Sam was out, and you’d stopped by to return a book Erik had lent you, about house decorating.

“Thanks again for letting me borrow this,” you said with a smile, holding up the worn paperback. “It was really helpful. I finally know what color I’m gonna paint the study.”

“I’m glad you liked it,” Erik said, his voice quieter than usual.

You tilted your head, your brows knitting together in concern. “You’ve been off lately. Did I do something wrong?”

The question caught him off guard, and for a moment, he didn’t know how to respond. Finally, he shook his head. “It’s not you. I’ve just got a lot on my mind.”

You stepped closer, your gaze searching his. “You know you can talk to me, right? About anything?”

Erik’s throat tightened. He wanted to tell you. Wanted to spill every feeling he’d been holding back for so long. But how could he? How could he tell you he was in love with you when he knew your heart already belonged to someone else?

Instead, he forced a smile. “I know.”

You studied him for a moment, as if you could see right through his facade. Then you reached out, your fingers brushing against his arm. The touch sent a jolt through him, and he clenched his fists to keep from pulling you closer.

“Okay,” you said softly. “But if you ever need to talk, I’m here.”

You turned to leave, and Erik felt his chest tighten. He wanted to stop you, to say something—anything—but the words stuck in his throat. So he let you go, watching as you walked out the door and left him alone with his thoughts.

That night, Erik lay awake in his room, staring at the ceiling as his mind replayed the events of the day. He thought about the way you smiled at Sam, the way you looked at him, the way you cared about both of them in different ways.

He loved you. He loved you so much it hurt. But he couldn’t bring himself to tell you—not when it meant risking your friendship, not when it meant coming between you and Sam, his brother.

Erik didn’t know what to do. All he knew was that he couldn’t lose you—not as a friend, not as a constant in his life. Even if it meant burying his feelings, even if it meant watching you fall for someone else, Erik would stay by your side.

Because that’s what love was, wasn’t it? Putting someone else’s happiness above your own. Even if it broke your heart in the process.

[jhilsara]

… I’ll never escape this stupid video game about incubus brothers but dammit I’ve accepted that I fall back into it at least once a year.

Anyway I’ve redesigned them and if any one wants to talk to me about this silly game my inbox is open ✌🏻

[avas-wonderland]

Damien loves you so much, he can’t wait to experience another year as a human with you. His life wouldn’t be the same without you in it. Being human, he realizes there’s always new things to learn. He always finds new reasons to love you. <3

I wish you a happy new year filled with new experiences with all of your f/os!!

~ @carrotscorner

(idk if you’re still selfshipping with Damien, if not feel free to ignore!)

I am still self shipping with Damien! You have any idea how much this made my day? I love this

Aaaaa thank you so much and I’m sorry this response was late!

@carrotscorner

[nelcorecreations]

⭐️Seduce me the otome: Hold Me AU Redesigns!⭐️

First post here on tumblr with more thoughts then just “huhuhu look i art pretty?” Hoping to develop this AU for this old ass fandom I’ve been apart of for like AGES. This AU is called Hold Me Like I Matter. And follows the Twin sisters Rika and Mika. Rika is definitely more of the main character just for a different perspective and personality. But Mika is still here! Just more of a supporting character for the time being, but I do plan to write a fic dedicated to her as well. Hold me Like I Matter is focused on Rika though. So mostly you’ll see me talking about her. Another thing this is a full AU facts, lore and backstories ARE different if a little similar. But fundamentally this is a different world. Thus the visual novel aspect of the game is not present and is written as if it is a novel. So there are no multiple love interests only one. The main love interest for this story? Matthew!

Now onto the Boys and there redesigns! For the most part I’m happy with all of these so you won’t see many details change. But let’s talk about each redesign even if it’s only a little bit and why I choose the things I did. And as a general note! I added red/pink in there eyes and gave them all various levels of freckles to show they are related despite being half siblings. There dad has red eyes and freckles.

Erik

Pretty simple, just made him more fashionable and less like a James look alike. At least in his clothes. Gave him an undercut cuz I feel it just fits him somehow. I myself am not the best clothes designer so his clothes are simple. But I feel for casual comfort it still works. And still shows off his more dramatic side if more subdued.

James

Gave him a sweater instead, but still kept his book/proper aesthetic.

Sam

So Sams design is more close to his OG, just gave him cargo pants and got rid of his shirt. There is a lore reason for this! Because he is more brute demon he runs automatically hotter. The more angry brute demons are or the more rage they have festering the hotter there bodies get. Which can cause them ti set things on fire when they touch something or melt through walls. This heat is controllable but typically most brutes like to have little to no clothing since usually there skin is already rock hard. Sam is fine literally no matter what the weather is. He can go shirtless in the snow and it will be an average temp to him. So he needs clothes a lot less then his brothers due. Tho they all still have this same trait. The angrier they are the hotter they get.

Mathew

He hates shoes? No he wares flip flops or slides so he can take them off easier but still wares them when he goes out and about. Pretty much the same otherwise gave him black skeleton sweats instead of jeans. And some buttons on his hoodie to represent his brothers.

Damien

More or less the same, gave him a longer coat. Kept the white pants, his eyes are brown rather than purple-blue. And he has naturally black hair! A trait that I stole from @new-tella-us ‘s Damien design! He dyes his hair the same color as Erik’s to look more like his brother. For several traumatic reasons that I feel anyone reading this may understand.

Rika & Mika

They are Twins! But as they got older Rika got taller while Mika stayed more or less the same height she was in high school. Rika looks more tried for manny MANNY reasons. And tends to not ware makeup. Mika dose so she can easily hide any eyebags better then her sister. Rika keeps her hair long and simply shampooed and brushed while Mika curls her hair slightly. It’s still obvious they are twins. They sound the same just with different tones. And they have the same face and eye shape, just due to Rika tiredness her eyes are more half lidded looking.

And that’s everyone! I hope to share them more and there story! Feel free to ask me any questions you may have. ✨Ask Box is open✨

[new-tella-us]

I GOT THEM!

I got the gals! Pre escape.

[clamure]

seduce me slight redesigns???

hii seduce me fandommmm. i recently just got into seduce me because of a friend, and I loved the incubus brothers + andrew sm <3!!!! so I gave them slight tweaks/redesigns. then I made a demon sheet for my oc Holly (selora) + an angsty art piece for me and my friends au??? (all characters besides Holly/Selora belong to MichaelaLaws!))

[la1n3ybaby]

damien’s mischaracterization is so unfortunate to me.

like, for example, if someone was flirting with mika in damien’s presence, fanon damien would probably roll over and cry and look at mika like

“you still love me right? 🥺🥺🥺”

meanwhile canon damien is that one video on tiktok where he’s like-

“jeff, he just gave me a compliment. you’re really gonna beat the kid up because he gave me a compliment, jeff?”

yall really overlook how unhinged he can be in favor of making his trauma his personality, which is a damn shame.

[xxxavxx]

On the topic of Damien being more than his trauma, can we talk about how unhinged he kinda is?

Like, 1. Micheala has stated he would be the most likely to be a yandere (other then Diana) AND we have a audio of this exact scenario playing out.

2. His whole entire fight with Malix, like, he was SADISTIC while fighting him, straight up taunting him throughout the whole fight. That and how willing to throw hands with Diana in the second game when he found out that she lied.

3. Damien being a straight up snitch half the time?? Like, he is not afraid to expose his brothers and what they are thinking about. There are multiple times throughout the first, second games and even the EPISODES where he says what his brothers are thinking and they get upset at him for it (Rightfully so) Honestly that's like peak little sibling behavior.

Moral of the story, I need more unhinged Damien because it is honestly hilarious.

[doremela]

Is the seduce me fandom still anywhere...hello...taps mic....is this thing on

[seducemefanficsandheadcanons]

Hi i hope your well, can you please do some headcanons about the incubi with a famous MC?

So so sorry this took so long! This is all I could come up with

Obviously the internet will be shipping MC with any of the boys

So that means tons of edits

They look at each other for a few seconds? That will be made into an edit

Sam can be their body guard.

Erik helps with songwriting and instruments

They all comfort MC when the stress of their fame is overwhelming

Matthew joins MC in videos or tiktoks the most

Damien stays out of the spot light but supports MC

James helps with production and with finding the statistics of viewers on videos/listeners to songs to know what audience is being reached

If MC is struggling to song write, Damien may help them convert their thoughts into words

[isuckatwritingsobenice]

Can I request the SM boys with a s/o that is a famous theatre/play actor? maybe their reactions on their s/o playing a romantic roll with someone else? :)

A/N: this is probably the most chaotic thing i’ve had to write for these boys because of the emotions but <3 tysm for your request!!

Warnings: damiens is slightly triggering, mentions of ptsd & abandonment, slightly suggestive with erick

Navigation!! // Masterlist!!

James:

like it does bother him but he also reminds himself that this is your job, you've done this with other people before James was with you too

probably the easiest to hid his jealousy

he'll just watch intently while you act out your scene with your co-star

that doesn't mean he likes it, but he's definitley more grounded in his emotions

Erick:

The sassiest out of the men

doesn’t say anything but is the type of guy to teach you in private who you really love

Fights the urge to just shove the life out of whoever you’re acting with

Calms himself and probably leaves for a coffee break mid scene

but trust you will have a very long night after every scene with your co-star

Sam:

The most upset out of all the brother

acts like it doesn’t bother him it does

gets really insecure over it, but he knows it’s your job

gets in a pissy mood so now you both are mad

eventually does apologize for being a little stupid

makes it up by buying you the best premier gift ever <3

is the embodiment of Jealous by Beyonce

Matthew:

also gets really insecure

but it’s so hard to tell

gets really passive with everything and just really distant

you have to fight with him to finally fess up about his feelings

he thinks it’s stupid he’s feeling this way, doesn’t want too feel that way and even feels bad for feeling that way

he tries distracting himself with other things to just kinda try to get over it but it doesn’t really work

Damien:

the worst brother to deal with when it comes to this to be honest

gets in his own head so much he really cannot believe anything you say to reassure him

like he’s convinced you’re gonna leave him and he just breaks down

probably has a full meltdown over it and just gets a ptsd trigger from it

he has abandonment issues

[jhilsara]

Tie Me to You/ Chapter 3

Chapter Summary: Upon waking up in her new home Mika and the five incubus brothers need to set boundaries if they plan to live together.

Word Count: 2.4k

<Last | Next>

Chapter Warnings: Mentions of death and grief

This fanfic will explore heavier emotions and will have eventual smut. Minors DNI

Can also be found on AO3 X

Time, wondrous time

Gave me the blues and then purple pink skies

And it's cool, baby, with me

invisible strings - Taylor Swift

Chapter 3

Mika feels like a train hit her when she wakes up. She’s groggy and her heads fuzzy. She opens her eyes and is confused she isn’t in her bedroom. She realizes she’s in her grandfather’s room and the events from yesterday hit her hard and fast.

The funeral, the lawyers, her father…how her father hit her. She remembers falling asleep on the couch after coming in but she doesn’t remember going to the bedroom.

She must have just woken up in the middle of night, probably after that strange stress induced dream.

She rubs her forehead and pulls her hair back, she’s still thinking about the dream. Why would she dream about five strange men who were sex demons? It’s so out of left field. It felt so real too.

She tries to will it away from her head, as she flops back down onto the bed. As she stares up at the ceiling she does realize she’s in her grandfather’s room…with all of his possessions and clothes.

God, the bed hasn’t even been changed probably from when he last slept in it.

Tears are brimming at the edge of Mika’s eyes. She’s so tired of crying. The emptiness in her heart overwhelms her. She stares as the ceiling fan above her head spins and tries to not think about the missing piece she feels in her heart. She tries to go back to sleep.

Then a soft knocking at her door has her rapt attention. Mika’s eyes are wide as she looks towards the door and her heart beats wildly in fear.

“Can I come in?” a soft male voice comes from the other side of the door.

She panics for a moment her body seizes up. The men from her dream were not a dream at all. It was real, and a demon was at her door… a very polite demon.

She doesn’t know what to do as her brain runs through a million different scenarios.

“I’m not going to use my powers, I just wanted you to know we’ve made breakfast for you.” He tells her softly through the door.

She releases a breath she didn’t know she was holding in before letting her guard down, “Come in.”

The door slowly cracks open and Damien peaks his head in and keeps a respectable distance away from her.

Her brain is running a mile a minute, asking different questions like a rolodex in her head. She doesn’t even know which one to ask first or if she should at all.

Before she can keep spiraling in her head Damien speaks up, “Everything last night was real and we are incubi.” He says softly.

He senses her hesitancy and he follows up quickly, “We will not use our powers on you again, it was uncalled for last night. I can unfortunately read minds and that doesn’t turn off, I wish it did.” He reassures her.

Her anxiety calms with the comfort they won’t use their power on her again. Damien could just be lying but he seems to be the calmest out of the five men.

We immediately put you to bed after you passed out and cleaned the entryway. I’d like to figure out how to cohabitate with you, but we understand if you want us to leave.”

Damien’s soft-spoken but clear and direct in his words. Mika appreciates it.

He just unloaded a lot of information for her, and she sits in the bed, playing with the covers, trying to process it all. Damien waits by the door patiently, knowing that she’s in deep thought.

She takes a breath and looks up at him, “I�� against my better judgement, want you guys to stay here. I don’t want to just kick you out to the streets…Grandpa gave you a home. I’ll stand by his choices, but I need help to take care of this place. Chores and jobs, like, paying any bills and groceries.” She starts rattling off just what she knows.

“I’d like to be warned if anyone uses there powers beforehand… and absolutely no more kissing me without my explicit consent. I don’t like feeling that I don’t have a choice with my body.” She adds looking at him directly with a sharp tone.

She’s clutching the bedding so tight her knuckles are white as she tells him this. She doesn’t know how he’ll react and that’s scary enough.

“We can do that.” He says calmly.

She just nods to him in acknowledgement.

“If you want, we made breakfast. If not feel free to come downstairs when you like. We can sit together for lunch to talk to the others.”

She gives him a small smile and Damien leaves her be.

Mika doesn’t get up to go eat, instead just stays in bed. She also wants to crawl out of the bed because it feels gross. It makes her stomach churn to be in her Grandpa’s bed knowing it hasn’t been washed…but it also oddly reassures her because it still smells like him.

She can’t look around the room without knowing all of her Grandpa’s belongings surround her.

She squeezes her eyes shut trying to block out the heavy thoughts. Her head is pounding and all she wants to do is sleep. She curls herself under the heavy duvet and holds herself together.

Mika goes in and out of consciousness for an unmeasurable amount of time. It’s not a refreshing sleep. She tosses and turns and finds herself waking up from nightmares that have her sobbing into the pillows.

The noises she makes are gut wrenching.

When she finally decides to crawl out it’s roughly one in the afternoon. Dragging herself into the bathroom to shower makes her feel more exhausted than it should. For someone who slept as much as she did, she isn’t very energetic.

When she finally makes it downstairs, she hears murmurs of conversations. She doesn’t mean to eavesdrop but she can’t help it when one voice carries itself louder than the rest.

“Why the hell should we do anything she asks?” Sam’s voice booms through the threshold separating her from the dining room. She couldn’t miss his tone from a mile away.

“Sam, she lost her Grandfather-”a new voice speaks up, lighter and more careful.

“So what? We lost him too!” Sam’s voice is irritated as he talks to his siblings.

“That’s not what I’m saying! Someone back me up here.”

She hears a heavy sigh followed by a sterner voice. “Sam, Matthew’s right. We should at least play nice with her… Harold did want us to meet.”

“Thank you James!” The lighter voice, Matthew’s, states.

“She’s around the corner…” Damien’s soft voice chimes in.

She sighs, knowing she couldn’t hide there forever, not with Damien. She hesitantly stepped forward into the dinning room.

She waves awkwardly in acknowledgement. Sam’s eyes are burning into her skin with a glare. She doesn’t miss the pointed look from Erik or the calculating gaze James gives her either. The only kind eyes she can meet are Damien and Matthew’s.

She stands there’s waiting for someone to say something, the silence eating away at her slowly. The anxiety is almost pouring out of her body in how she shifts her weight on her feet.

Damien notices it, and suggests that they sit down at the table. “Come on, why don’t we all just sit down and agree on a few basic things?” he suggests.

The brother’s energy shifts in the room, and all of them without hesitating go to take a seat.

She slowly moves to the open chair next to Matthew, who’s happily smiling at her, and sits. Her leg shaking nervously under the table.

“Go on miss, please tell us how you would like us to cohabitate together.” James says. He has a smile on his face but there isn’t any warmth behind it. She hears the almost mocking tone as he calls her miss and it makes her itch. He’s mocking her.

She takes a grounding deep breath and tries to not let him get under her skin. If she sweats here she’s done. She will not let these men try to kick her from the only place she’s ever wanted to call home.

“I own this property, it’s in my name.” She tells him, “Sorry if you don’t like that but it’s legally mine, and I’m more than content to continue letting you all live here-“

“How generous.” Erik’s voices from across the table rolling his eyes. She bristles.

“Erik.” Matthew hisses out at his brother. 

She steadies herself, “Listen, I know this isn’t ideal… I’m just asking that we all help around the house. Chore lists, making sure we all have jobs, I’m still in school trying to finish my degree right now and I work part time so I can’t keep up with cleaning this massive home.” She tries to level with them and just be honest. She’s so tired of fighting.

She left one house she was constantly trying to keep the peace in, she didn’t need to trade it for a new one.

“I think that sounds reasonable enough.” James says still looking at her like he’s calculating her every move. It makes her uneasy.

“I also need to know what happened yesterday… why were you all covered in blood? And, no offense, it looked like you got your asses beat.” She asks, mostly out of curiosity but also because she can’t imagine many things hurting demons.

Sam scoffs at her blunt observation.

The brothers all wearily look between one another. Debating amongst themselves how much they want to tell her.

James crosses his arms and answers, “We were on our way home and some unsavory and territorial devils found us. We were already low on energy.”

She tilts her head in confusion at the term devils but doesn’t press. She doesn’t want to rock the boat yet… or any more than she already has.

She wonders if the devils, as James put it, will follow them to the house or try to attack them here.

Damien turns to her, “Your Grandpa protected this home, so don’t worry about them trying to come and attack us.” He reassures her.

“We’d kill them anyway if they did show their faces.” Sam grunts out in annoyance.

Damien gives Sam a sharp look before turning back to Mika. “Is there anything else we should go over?”

She’s quiet in thought before she looks around the table at them, “Do not use your powers on me. I didn’t like it yesterday and I don’t care if you’re an incubus or not. I will kick you out after I beat your ass.” She says glaring at Sam and Erik. She means it though, she hated not feeling in control of herself and she doesn’t want to feel like that again.

Erik eases up for a moment, “That’s reasonable… I am sorry about yesterday as I’m sure Sam is too. We were unsavory to just take your energy like that.” His apology seems sincere enough for Mika.

Sam sits still as stone, arms crossed over his chest as he looks at her from the corner of his eye. He doesn’t say anything but gives a small nod of agreement.

If she didn’t know any better, she’d think he was embarrassed. He didn’t like looking at her to begin with, but the way he’s avoiding her gaze right now is clear.

Matthew kicks Sam’s leg under the table, “Sam, apologize!” He hisses out to his brother.

Sam’s head turns to glare at his younger brother. “I did yesterday Matthew!” He grits out.

She doesn’t press Sam. She just wants to end this already draining conversation.

“Is there anything you all need from me?” She asks them, “To make this situation… better?”

“Stay out of our rooms. We will never enter yours unless you ask us. Please respect our independent spaces as well.” James tells her, voice clear with no hesitancy.

She nods in agreement, “Well perfect, we can go through the nitty gritty stuff later.” She moves to stand, ready to just go back to her room and escape this awkward afternoon.

She gives Damien and Matthew a tight smile and waves goodbye. She avoids James, Erik, and Sam opting to beeline straight for her belongings she left in the entryway. She needs to just gather her things and be alone.

She makes it back up to her grandfather’s rooms, her room. She stands in front of the door and it feels so much bigger than it did before. While she woke up in there, it feels wrong claiming it as her room.

She feels the heaviness of the emptiness sit in her chest. She doesn’t know if she can go back in.

She wonders if the guest room she always used is still open or if one of the boys have taken it. Probably, there is five of them.

She debates on if she should just sleep on the couch or not, the last thing she really wants is to be back in that bed.

While she’s stuck in her head a hand comes down on her shoulder making her jump. She whips around to find Matthew wide eyed and hands recoiled back.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you! I thought you heard me coming.” He says with a soft chuckle. His brows are furrowed in concern as he looks at her holding her bag with a vice like grip.

“You okay?” he asks.

No, of course she wasn’t okay. She wants to crawl into a bed and never come back out, she wants to bawl her eyes out, she wants to be left alone to wallow in his misery.

She doesn’t realize she’s been crying this whole time until Matthew’s hand brushes her tears away. He looks at her with sympathy.

“It’ll be alright…we’ll get through this.” He tells her softly as he eases her tight grip on her bags. She releases them and she takes a shaky breath. Matthew’s words are the first kind words of reassurance she’s heard since the funeral.

She opens her mouth to respond but all that comes out is a choked sob. Matthew’s own face crumbles and he hesitates for a brief moment.

“Can I- do you want a hug?” he asks her hesitantly.

She doesn’t think twice about taking him up on the offer. She wraps her arms around him and hides her face in his chest like a child, her tears pour down her face as she silently cries into Matthew. He holds her firmly as his own tears fall silently.

They share in the mutual grief even if they may be strangers. A small weight lifts off her chest with his acknowledgement of her sorrow.