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satanbestboi · 2 years

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I’m glad we exist (don’t you know how much I love you?)

gn!reader/MC x Satan

Before you read: sfw, long fic, 2k words+, soft angst, fluff, Satan’s birthday event + mild spoilers from the first season of the main story (lesson 15+)

A/N: Saw some angst dialogue lines in the event + I had recently finished with the main arc of the first twenty lessons, so you know, I needed to put my grabby hands and turn into Satan centered fic, also my first proper Obey me fic, please be kind lol. Happy birthday best boy!! Even though I’m late!!!

Tags: @fantasy-dating-sim-trash

It was impossible to describe the explosion of warmth, gentle pounding inside his chest, one that made it impossible for a smile to hide behind its usual walls. Perhaps, it was because he was born out of Lucifer’s emotions; when the brothers hugged their human exchange student, he couldn’t help but share in their joy, their sorrow that replaced the gentle heaviness that weighed down their hearts.

Lilith’s loss was the greatest pain in each of their heart. Something that had hurt worse than falling itself. He would know.

So, it was only natural he noticed. The memories that he once shared, both foreign and familiar at the same time. The way Mammon cradled their human, being overly generous, the way Leviathan spent the day out of his room, cuddled close with a new game in hand to play with everyone, the way Asmodeus clung onto their body, hearts practically emitting off his voice and body, the way Beelzebub hugged a little too tightly, worse than Asmodeus in some ways, and the way Belphegor tried to make up for his mistakes, sadness hidden behind the needy urge to be accepted.

Even Lucifer. The way he looked satisfied, smiling far more than he had ever done so since their fall, as if everything that had previously plagued him was lifted from his shoulder.

This was the first time he had seen them like this.

The first time since he was...

“Satan?”

MC’s voice made him blink gently, registering the reality of the present slowly.

“Lord Diavolo said he’s deciding to plan on a second-hand book fair?! It’s right around the time of your birthday too!” They exclaimed brightly, so excited in the way they settled closer to him. Books sprawled on the sofa they shared, their legs tangled with his. “Limited edition RAD library books, books exclusively from the human world, it’s going to be perfect.”

His brothers were excited as well, despite their efforts in trying to mask it. A Halloween celebration, followed by his birthday and Lord Diavolo’s Banquet.

The month of October in the Devildom promised celebration in every form. If only...

“Satan..?”

He shook his head lightly.

“Yes,” he said, his mouth moved mechanically up to form his signature smile. One that barely reached his eyes. “I’m looking forward to it.”

He wasn’t lying. Books. Being surrounded by the smell of old paper, and words that conveyed emotions often abandoned by the tongue, it was an escape intertwined with the knowledge that he held close to his heart.

‒✍️

“Perhaps MC might be able to serve as a sorter but not you, Satan.”

“Even though his birthday is coming up?”

The Crown Prince's golden eyes were unrelenting, his stare would've rendered any in the Devildom ━ even Lucifer ━ to reconsider their stance but the human stood firmer than an angry bull, MC's glare met Diavolo's head-on.

“That has nothing to do with this.”

The conversation had already reached a boiling point. An argument between one exchange student and the future ruler of the Devildom wasn't something to brush off, he had to stop it, regardless of how his heart refused to stop pounding against his chest. The thrill was different than rage... it was warm.

As though anger and guilt weren't enough, through some sick satisfaction, he was almost delighted to see MC take a stand for him.

"MC." Satan reached for the human's clenched fist. His mouth moved mechanically, a smile that was left detached from the rest of his face, MC's gaze rose to him, his smile was met with a frown that deepened immediately. "It's alright."

His hands were trembling.

"..."

MC noticed.

They parted, not long before the air sizzled with MC's venomous glare, and chilled with Satan’s sentiments. It was the best way that he could think of to distract himself, to focus on something he loved rather than the looming presence of grief, to do something productive rather than celebrate the anniversary that marked...

"Damn it!"

A suppressed snarl slipped right after the two of them were out of earshot.

"There is no one in RAD better qualified for this than me."

No one else could argue against that point. Satan’s extensive knowledge and obsession with books far outweighed anyone in the entire Devildom. Yet he was denied of this simple request.

Hand in hand, MC’s warmth gave him a moment of reprieve. He wasn’t looking as he walked, it was too late before he noticed a figure taller than him, clad in black, narrowed red eyes stopping them in their path.

“It’s a bit early to be giving up, don’t you think?”

The eldest’s voice sounded disappointed. The darkness in his eyes burned red with judgement. It was, perhaps, the one trait he did not abandon after he fell.

“Lucifer!”

Satan’s suppressed rage blazed through his sharp glare. The ever-present arrogance of his brother, his creator, was the last thing Satan wanted to see after the horrendous negotiations with the Lord Demon Prince. But he knew, as did Lucifer, what he needed now was not defeat, he needed the one motivation for his existence that was buried deep within; spite.

And one arrogant comment was more than enough to spark it just right.

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He was worried.

The Second-Hand Bookfair was going far better than he envisioned, surrounded by books he could get his hands on, it felt like paradise itself.

”What do I do...? I want every one of these.” In his blind splurge, he had dragged MC to different corners of the fair with the excitement of a child in a candy store. Determined, more than ever, to get the right books for each of them. “Every last one!”

The human didn’t seem to mind, their eyes growing brighter with each explanation that spilled past Satan’s lips courtesy to his excitement. One book meant an evening of escape to him, the knowledge and experience of those words meant the world and more.

”...! MC wait, that’s...!”

But it was too late. Blinding white light was engulfing the human before he could warn them. There was only one logical action to take, and he threw himself forward, his fingertips just barely grazing MC’s shoulders before the book enacted its magic.

Then, they were.

Confetti in the air and his brother’s bright smiles focused on him and MC, the distinctive smell of celebration fresh in the fancy train cabin they had found themselves in.

”Don’t be ridiculous! Of course, you are a part of the family. After all, you and Satan are engaged!” Mammon exclaimed.

The sensation that slowly bubbled up in the Avatar of Wrath wasn’t allowed to exist by itself, double-edged, the shadow of concern quickly overwhelmed the false happiness that was threatening to spill over. He responded measuredly, emotions stuffed when he took MC’s hand and excused himself.

”I need a moment.”

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The book they had touched was simple in its function. It transported the reader to a story according to what they wanted the most at that moment, the novel they were in was a famous one, but it had the core features of two; a celebration of the main character’s birthday, and their engagement to the main character. It was what the reader wanted.

It was what MC wanted.

Of course, this type of situation never allowed him to be fully happy.

“It may only be a story, I don’t want to see you get killed...” He suppressed the bitterness of old memories. His throat felt dry, there was a time, so long ago yet fresh in his mind - he refused to lose them. “Again.”

Never again.

So, he said it finally. The words that plagued his heart from the moment they had opened him up.

“MC, I love you.” He declared. His brothers were a witness to his testament. His arms wrapped around MC’s waist delicately, while his family grinned, truly happy for the two of them. It didn’t matter that their joy and celebration were crafted out of magic. “Truly, deeply... and forever.”

This was what he always wanted to do. He realized, after a pang of guilt overcame him, for he wanted to store this memory away in permanence ━ to have MC with him for all of eternity, even if it was just all a crafted story.

A soul born out of sin, how could he?

But, the way MC’s smile widened, their eyes sparkled like stars brighter than the constellations littered in the Celestial Realm, he thought that maybe, in just this little moment, his selfishness was alright.

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“...I wanted to keep the memories of what happened inside that book close at hand.”

There it was. The confession of words that he wanted to spill so terribly. They were in the familiarity of his room, the stack of new and used books placed in a proper corner while Satan’s fingers traced the edges of the book in his hand. The glowing book, out of sentiment, he had been fiercely competitive with Solomon to just keep. He realized the flaw in his emotions right after the moment they settled in his room.

With MC next to him, their head leaning against his chest, snuggling into his jacket to get closer, their soft breaths ━ so mortal, so utterly beautiful.

The memories that were shattered figments in his mind, there was no one else in the Devildom who understood the fresh rawness of bleeding heart, the pain of grief that could be so brutal it could replicate creation itself, yet the past that hurt so much was the only thing that remained ━ grief was the only memory that was the proof of their lost love.

Maybe, that was why he was fixated on it. The possibility of loss. The scandalous burst of emotions that was so undeniably unbearable when he first opened his eyes, that he never wanted to face such a situation ever again. Oh, how love haunted him.

How it cornered him.

“But if I were to make what happened inside that book come true in the real world... Then I wouldn’t need any book to help me remember it anymore.”

How it settled deeper than his barely covered heart.

“The glowing book chooses a story for you to live out based on whatever the person touches it wants at the time.”

How it gripped his soul and promised to never let go.

“We ended up there because you cared about me. And I never want to forget that.”

He couldn’t bear to understand. To stop the genuine blossom in his own heart, so he slightly shook his head ━ finding his happiness to be ridiculous, eyes closed, and completely unable to suppress the gentle smile that rebelled against his mind.

That was MC to him.

The brightest light of the day. The warmest gaze. Someone who looked at him without comparison, without compare, someone who he could bare his soul to - knowing fully well that he would be welcomed with nothing but kindness.

“As long as I’ve got you, that’s all I need.” He hugged MC tightly. Burying his face at the crook of their neck, the smell of their freshness calming his beating heart. “Stay by my side, MC.”

Did it matter that he should not have existed? Did it matter, if his birth, was the most painful day for all of the fallen?

“Satan.” They whispered after shared silence. MC’s voice was like music to his ears, especially when they called out his name. He didn’t fail the register the firmness, breaking the small spell around them. “Are you...?”

They took a breath.

“You... You’re not alright, are you?” They asked in a soft voice. “You haven’t been, from the start, from the time everyone━”

“Was I that obvious?” He asked, whispering against their skin. The Avatar of Wrath was surprisingly careful, their precious demon had held them firmly in his arms, not giving them a moment to move or wiggle away.

MC sighed. Their arms gently rested around his neck. “Your eyes.”

“...?”

“They sparkle like...” They started, a blush slowly starting to blossom on their cheeks. In a way, they were glad that Satan couldn’t see their flustered face, the ounce of courage that needed to speak poetically in front of the most well-read demon was nerve-wracking, “... veiled moonlight reflected on sea-touched waters when... when you smile, truly, when your smile comes from your heart.”

“...!”

“You think I wouldn’t notice?” MC huffed out in panic, thinking their words too flowery and too sudden. It was no secret they liked him. If only they had a chance to peek at his expression, Satan’s eyes had widened in surprise but the gentle spark in them ━ like the one they described was most certainly there.

“...I was hoping that.” He admitted.

“That was too wistful of me, I see. It was wonderful, from start to finish, I had the perfect day, I couldn’t have asked for anything but to be by your side.” He mumbled, closing his eyes against their body for a second. He slowly pulled back, readjusted himself to properly face MC, Satan did many things but he didn’t try to deny the truth once it was out.

“MC...” he started, his eyes were darting to different parts of the human’s face. It was different with his brothers, he could ignore and pretend and go on for years and years before anyone realized something was off. But, this human. One human was all it took for his tangled heart to gently be unstrung. “...Is it even alright to celebrate this day... like this?”

Were emotions always this hard to describe?

“It is fine to celebrate, knowing this is the anniversary of”━ he stopped mid-sentence, not knowing if the words were right, not knowing if it was enough to describe the guilt that plagued him ━” even you... you also have a connection with... if not for that you wouldn’t have to endure...”

“I always want to have you in my life.”

His gradient eyes were firm with promise.

“Always.”

“But I can’t help and think that maybe, this is being a bit...”

MC huffed out a small breath, interrupting his train of thought. “Ah, so that was the reason.”

“MC..?”

“Satan...”

They clicked their tongue.

”I think you’re forgetting something important.”

“If you didn’t exist, I probably wouldn’t have either.” Their hand found his immediately, a firm grip that was both warm and unwilling to let go. They needed to clarify, it pained them in more ways than one ━ to let him continue thinking and feeling like this was criminal. “I may be her descendant, but her connection to me only starts from when you took your form, to me she’s a distant figure further away than anyone else - thousands of thousands of generations in human years isn’t a firm enough connection, it feels less fathomable than the figure of an omnipotent god, you know?”

Their mouth felt bitter. “You know... sometimes I did wonder if I was also just a replacement for...”

“MC...!” Satan interrupted immediately.

“I know.” They smiled with their eyes closed, head gently shaking at the immediate response from one of their favorite demon. That’s one of the reasons they adored him so much. “You never let me believe that. Thank you for that.”

“But still... her soul clung onto her brothers after she passed, and she asked for help ━ to save each and every one of you because she couldn’t bear to see you all in pain anymore.”

“And I accepted. In many ways, I could understand her fondness,” They whispered between the small kisses that fluttered through their intertwined hands, his fingers and palm peppered with soft flutters of their lips, “her love for you all.”

“You mean...”

“Don’t you see?” MC looked up, their eyes staring right back at the demon’s shaking eyes, stable were their words, and unrelenting was their gaze. “Your existence was tied to mine before we realized. Fate, destiny, I don’t even care if we weren’t supposed to exist, if we were born out of pain that should not have been there.”

“I’m glad we exist.”

Their free hand reached for Satan’s face. Warm palms rested upon his soft skin, drawing him closer.

“Don’t you see how much I love you?” They leaned their forehead against his. The closeness was breathtaking, yet he needed to have this scene etched into his memories, they needed him to remember so desperately, “Please don’t feel guilty, if you did, that would mean that you would be guilty for me too. I doubt you regret... us.”

“So, let me kiss your sadness away, birthday boy.” MC leaned in for a small kiss on the top of his nose. “I love you too much to see you with heavy eyes today.”

“Ah... MC...”

His breath was stolen. His heart was pounding. He refused to look away, to move away, it was as if everything that plagued him slowly melted away - the guilt that ate away his soul, it was as if nothing could stand against MC’s loving words, against their loving touch that eroded the walls around his heart.

He leaned in. Desperate this time, everything in him screaming for this. His lips captured their own in soul-melting softness.

“I love you too.”

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creations-of-a-certain-no-one · 4 years

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Obey Me! masterlist

Fanfiction:

Angelic Minds (ongoing, Angelic event rewrite) - Read on Ao3 (banner by @greedylilshit!) Normies gonna norm (Leviathan, OC Ren; no romance just subtext) Lineage (drabble, massive spoilers - chapter 16, OC Ren; warnings: logic) Hellhound (Satan, angst scare) First Words at RAD (Diavolo, soulmate AU) A New Exchange Student (vague demon brother, unrequited love) Roots (Asmodeus, OC Ren, pining and unrequited love) A Short Story of a Party that Could Have Gone Very Very Wrong (Solomon, OC Ren, comedy, “songfic”) Unbenefits (Asmodeus, friends with benefits, mutual pining) Fading Marks (Lucifer/OC Ren, soulmate AU, unhappy ending) Ch. 1 | Ch. 2 | Ch. 3 A Demon and His Dog (Lucifer, fluff) Coming Out to Asmo (ace week request!) An Angel’s Choice (Simeon, miniature, angst, deathfic) Belphegor’s Wish (Belphegor, miniature, angst, deahfic) Belphie’s nightmare (ghostwritten) His Night Out (Asmodeus, open relationship, hinted ace MC; fluff) Under Their Good Care (Luke, Simeon, miniature, angst) The Weight of No (Diavolo, miniature) Prompt: truth serum (Ren, demon brothers) Mornings (Lucifer, Ren) Devil Hold’em (Mammon, OC Ren) Till Age Do Us Part (angst, break-up, vague character)

Fanart: Group: Kcatta Wodahs series: Asmo, Lucifer, Levi, Beel, Mammon, Satan, Belphie Good Night Devil: Lucifer, Asmo & Beel, Satan & Belphie, Mammon & Levi Comics: Asmo in wedding dress, Dame Comic: part 1 & part 2 Shippy: DiaCatan, DiaCatan 2 Lucifer: coffee zombie, birthday drawing, long-haired, in white charcoal, Dame angst; Comics: sleepy Lucy comic and a follow up, ch.20, with OC Ren: Part 1 | part 2 | part 3; Paws event, good boy, Blushifer, birthday 2, shadow, merman, headpats, birthday 2023 Mammon: Ruffling Mammon’s hair, long-haired, shiny, birthday drawing, sleeping (cuddled to MC), shadow, birthday ‘22, princess rose Leviathan: Maid!Leviathan, Leviathan in pigtails! Notice me senpai~!, blushy request, birthday drawing, blep, long-haired, princess carried, Dame, birthday drawing 2, shadow, unsupervised on Ao3 (with Ren), headpats Satan: long-haired, birthday drawing, dame, shadow, headpats for Catan Asmodeus: Asmo in a wedding dress, long-haired, alternative hairstyle, birthday drawing, birthday drawing 2, human world look, shadow, sleepy, headpats Beelzebub: Change, long-haired, shadow Belphegor: What if... Belphie was a cow-taur?, long-haired, long-haired 2, shadow Beel and Belphie - birthday drawings 1, birthday drawings 2 Lilith; What if... there were photos of Lilith? (spoilers - chapter 16) Diavolo: long-haired, shiny, princess carried, birthday drawing, ribbons, dame Barbatos: long-haired, beach, in comfy clothes, cuddles, birthday drawing, metallic Simeon: punned by Ren, illuminated, princess carried, birthday drawing, shadow series Simeon & Luke: long-haired, cosy Luke: happy, birthday drawing Solomon: long-haired, smiling, birthday drawing Mephistopheles: headpats, dame sketch, dame, dame with Ren Thirteen: pigtails Raphael: MC Ren: Ren - profile and portraits; why no kisses in ch. 20, Paws 1 event, with Shokujin’s Ethan; in sin(?) colours, with 0beyme’s Izanami, with his father, attacked, bunny event, ace, magical girl cosplay, leaving Levi unsupervised on Ao3, Simeon’s birthday behind the scenes; With: Beel, Lucifer, Satan, Belphie (kiss), Mammon, Levi (drowning), Asmo (cheek kiss) (his tag is "om! oc ren” & “ren the avatar of disappointment”)

Caspian - introduction, graphite portrait

Other OC art: 0beyme’s Izanami, shokujin-shot’s Ethan, zeb-kunny’s Takeshi

OCs: summary

Series: demons in dresses, ruffling hair, Kcatta Wodahs, long-haired, demons in white

#masterlist #shall we date #obey me!#obey me #swd obey me #obey me! shall we date

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