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louellaby · 8 months

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S A T A N A L T E R N A T E

This is based on his Devilgram "Breaking Curses" and will contain spoilers.

TW: death (?)

Life's a Curse

"Knowing that, would you still follow me?"

You looked to the clock in your room. Each ticking of every second felt like it was getting slower as the heavy feeling in your chest kept growing and growing.

It was already past midnight. You had plans to meet with Satan half an hour ago, but he had yet to show up on your balcony.

What if he changed his mind and didn't want to see you anymore?

You shook your head to get rid of the bad thoughts time was giving you, and walked towards your bookshelf instead, looking to read to pass the time.

You were supposed to be asleep hours ago when your brother, the king Lucifer, visited you, said his good nights, and tucked you in bed himself. He had always done that since you were a child.

Because of the fact that you weren't allowed to leave your bedroom no matter the cost, he made sure to make time for you every single day so that you wouldn't feel alone.

He always shared his stories with you. He told you everything that went on in his life outside of your room, and you enjoyed every moment of it; and even when you had very little compared to him, you shared everything with him, too.

But this time, you held a very important secret: Your curse had already been broken.

"Good night, MC. Sweet dreams."

"Good night, Lucifer. I love you."

He froze in place as he was about to leave your room. He turned around and approached you once again, smiling with glee and visible sparkles in his eyes. He knew you rarely tell him you love him even when he's your brother. He chuckled as he patted your head, saying,

"It looks like tomorrow will be a lucky day."

You showed him a smile, knowing what he meant, and nodded your head without wanting to say anything more. You wanted those last three words from you to have more importance to him than any other, so you left it at that.

"I love you, too, MC. I'll see you tomorrow."

You never told Lucifer that that was your last night in the castle. You never told him you had plans to run away and be with the one you love.

Fidgeting with the golden ring you put on after Lucifer left the room, you nodded to yourself. You knew you had doubts in your mind; doubts that made you hesitate to leave your brother behind. But looking at the golden ring you received from Satan and the thought of him alone was enough to wash those doubts away.

The awaited knocking on your balcony doors came, and it made you jump out of your chair. After placing the book back on the shelf, you ran towards the balcony and opened the doors.

There Satan stood with his hair slightly dishevelled, holding a bouquet of your favourite flowers that were tied together with a green ribbon. His favourite colour.

When he showed you a big smile on his face, you couldn't stay upset at him for being late. But you still wanted him to acknowledge it, so you crossed your arms and pouted at him.

"You're late."

He stiffened up for a second before laughing nervously. "I'm sorry, MC. I wanted to make sure I do this right, so I got you these."

As he held the bouquet out to you, you saw small leaves stuck to his hair and outfit, indicating he literally hand-picked those flowers for you himself. You laughed at the sight, which made the man look at you in confusion.

"Alright, I forgive you," you said in return, accepting the bouquet from him. His confusion continued when you reached up and removed the leaves on his hair and jacket, showing them to him. "Thank you for the flowers. I love them."

This time, it was your turn to smile from ear to ear while Satan blushed in embarrassment of being caught. He then sighed and chuckled sheepishly before holding his hand out for you to take.

"Shall we?"

— — — — — — — — — — — — — — —

Satan took you to a beautiful open field filled with different kinds of flora. The dark night sky was painted with hues of blue, pink, and purple, while the stars did their best to shine their brightest in comparison to the glowing fireflies that flew around the field in peace. Satan held you against him, wrapping his arms around your waist as he let you lean back against him.

"I'm still wondering if this is a dream," he whispered silently in your ear. You rested your hands on his and turned your head slightly to the back. "I can't believe you love me too even after all I put you through."

Noticing his voice breaking, you loosened his grip around your waist and turned around to face him. You saw the stars reflected in his eyes as he stared at you, seeing the same reflection.

"Satan, about your proposal," you brought up before showing him a warm smile. But before you could say anything else, he opened his mouth first and started speaking. The look you saw on his face showed slight worry and guilt. It was the same expression you had when you were making the biggest decision in your life.

"MC, if you choose to come with me, you can never come back to your kingdom again. You can never step foot in that place anymore, and you will never be able to see your brother again."

"Knowing that, would you still follow me?"

The time has finally come. You expected him to ask you that, and you were prepared to show him that you had already made up your mind.

Morning came, and a servant knocked on your bedroom door. Normally, you'd already be awake before she comes, so when you didn't answer even after a minute of waiting, she grew worried. The maid immediately left and ran towards the king's office, where Lucifer had already been working on his paperwork the moment he opened his eyes.

When told the story, Lucifer got up from his seat and ran towards your room, servants and guards tailing him in a panic. He knocked on your door and made his presence known.

But he didn't get an answer.

He opened the door and sighed in relief when he saw that you were still in bed. The servants and guards behind him exchanged confused glances as they stayed outside of your room. Lucifer chuckled to himself and approached your bed, convincing himself you just overslept.

But the moment he touched your body, his heart dropped. He screamed at the servants for the doctors to be summoned, but he already knew deep down that it was too late.

As he held your cold and lifeless body against him, in hopes of a miracle, Lucifer shed tears for the very first time in his life.

"Our condolences, Your Majesty."

"We're extremely sorry for your loss."

Lucifer had easily heard those words for hundreds of thousands of times that day. He knew it wasn't just his loss, but the whole kingdom's. They just didn't know it.

He tried his best since you were both just children to find a way to break your curse and free you from your prison that is your bedroom. He made it his life's goal and you his priority.

He wanted to reach that day when he could finally show you off to the entire kingdom. He wanted everyone to see the two of you dance together whenever he held the grandest of birthday balls just for you.

He wanted everyone to know that he treasured you most in his life; that he would do anything for your happiness and comfort. The only way left he could do was hold your funeral in which he didn't want to leave.

He was so confused about how you died without warning. He had the room thoroughly inspected, but nothing was found dangerous to you.

Nothing was out of place; your books were on your bookshelf, your chairs were clean and tidy, and the balcony doors were closed shut. There were no signs of any strangers coming to you.

He couldn't believe that the curse was able to take you from him just like that. Or at least, that's how it was made for him to believe.

What if you already knew you were going that night? But you didn't want to upset him with the news, so you just kept quiet. Is that why you...

"Good night, Lucifer. I love you."

He remembered the look on your face when he said that. The sadness, the guilt, and the longing in your clouded eyes that he failed to see. He felt so stupid. You made him feel stupid.

The dots connected, and it made sense to the man who was close but still far from the whole truth. But he had nothing else; no more reasons or explanations he could think of. He was upset you didn't tell him when it was most important. He had yet to accept the very last moment you ultimately gave him.

As Lucifer knelt on your grave, someone approached him and made their presence known to the grieving king.

It was someone who hid their true identity beneath a fool-proof disguise.

"I'm sorry for your loss, King Lucifer."

The king kept quiet. He couldn't believe someone bothered his alone time with you, so when the man didn't leave even when he wasn't spoken to, Lucifer got up on his feet and faced him. He eyed the common-looking man in front of him, wondering how much courage the latter had to even bother the king himself. He wanted to have him taken away by the guards, but when your voice popped in his head, he stopped himself from opening his mouth.

"I want you to be seen as the best king our kingdom ever had, so first, try to be more welcoming towards the villagers."

And he did.

He thanked the man for coming and paying his respects to you. Lucifer talked about his memories of you that he was willing to share, and during that time, it was a first to see the king smile so gently. Everyone who saw and heard him talk about you felt that you were really special to him like no other. They got curious on who you really were, but they will never get the chance to meet you.

After only an hour of staying and talking with the king, the disguised man turned to leave quietly. But Lucifer caught up to him.

"Are you going so soon?"

The man stopped in his tracks and faced the king, bowing his head slightly. "I apologise, King Lucifer, but someone important to me is waiting for me back home. I wish to be by their side every moment I can."

Lucifer knew that feeling very well. More than anyone else. He also wanted to spend every single moment with you. He wanted to shower you with everything you deserved after being unwillingly locked up since birth. He wanted to grow old and pass on the throne to you someday. He wanted to walk you down the aisle on your wedding day. He wanted to see the family you would've made. He wanted to be the father you both failed to receive.

But he already lost any more chances.

Without suspecting anything from the man, Lucifer let him go and continued on with his business. Satan left the scene with a bow and a satisfied smile on his face.

Satan opened the door to his bedroom and saw his beloved, standing there in front of the full-sized window and staring longingly at the castle barely seen from the distance. He made his way across the room and wrapped his arms around your waist.

"I'm home, MC."

To be honest, I don’t have the card, but I know how the Devilgram story begins and ends. I think. So this was written with only those bits of information.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me angst #obey me mc #obey me au #obey me lucifer #obey me satan #obey me nightbringer #satan alternate #I literally woke up and chose violence I'm not even kidding #i woke up early and this idea popped into my head #I had no choice but to write #inspiration went BOOM #I didn't choose the angst life #the angst life chose me

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honesttoglob · 3 months

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Cesare, and the underworld by extension, believes Steve caused the Kellwasser event, a global extinction event, on purpose, and the set up a sytem of Watchers to monitor the planet for other trickster entities so no similar event ever happens again. They've been monitoring Steve under the Earth ever since (hence the line from DOWN "Chaos Gods Rise From The Deep", they believe Steve is a god of chaotic destruction), and make him Cesare's #1 priority when they sense that he's heading back up to the Earth's surface. Cesare genuinely believes Steve is an evil entity bent on wiping out life on the planet for a second time, which is why he doesn't pull his punches when trying to catch him. However, Cesare begins to doubt what he's held as truth for a thousand years when Steve shows a lack of knowledge/understanding of the fact that he's been under the ground for millions of years (if Steve was unconscious all that time, it could have seemed like only a moment that he was down there) and also calling into question whether or not Steve even remembers/intentionally caused the extinction event in the first place. If this is the case we'll just have to wait and see how Cesare reacts to finding out that he's been "living" a lie for the past thousand years. Him saying "Did you not know?" in response to Steve's confusion while in his jail cell makes me think he may possibly have a change of heart. I doubt the Underworld will take Steve's word at face value, obviously, but Cesare seemed convinced, or at least willing to be convinced, for a moment there.

#bigtop burger #btb cesare #btb steve #Just another season 3 prediction :3 #Thank you for coming to my Ted talk #On why Steve and Cesare should TALK #JUST HAVE A CONVERSATION #They manage to convey so much after talking to eachother for like.... literally 3 seconds #If Cesare just talked to him first instead of immediately setting out to hunt him THIS WHOLE MESS COULD HAVE BEEN COMPLETELY AVOIDED!!!!!#Youthink #Like #You think Cesare will apologize?#Just so they can like work together escaping/fighting the underworld?#An extremely grudging apology from Cesare would be SO CHOICE #Like he's dragging his feet and clawing at his face and doing weird angry shouts and he can't even verbalize the word sorry until like #45 minutes worth of attempts and the zomburger crew is like jesus christ come on boss satan or whoever #is like literally trying to murder us rn #Just spit it out already #If watchers were made by the underworld for that reason tho #That means they existed before humans even evolved. So who were they employing to be watchers at the time? Undead Prehistoric animals?#Underworld entities?

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