#obey me shall we date Satan

[devildomwriter]

They Were Loved | Satan x Reader

“It will be okay my dear…” Satan whispered to you as you cried in his arms. “I know it doesn’t feel like it now but I promise it will be okay…”

Satan was equally distressed over the loss of your beloved pet but in the presence of your sobs he was as stoic as he could be, he needed to be the shoulder you could cry on.

You reminisced through sobs about meeting your pet, the cute things they did, the cute things you’d never see again, the moments you regretted scolding them. You went over everything, repeating many things as he rubbed your back and kissed your forehead.

“D-do you think—“ you stuttered through tears as you struggled to ask if your pet lived a good life.

Satan nodded earnestly, “How could they not have a good life with you as their parent?”

“B-but I didn’t do a-anything amazing l-like some pet-parents, I—“

“You did everything you could for them.”

“N-no I didn’t! I-I was so lazy sometimes and—“

Satan cut you off and kissed your forehead again as you continued to let out your sobs so loudly everyone in the house of lamentation could hear.

“Listen to me ___, you are an amazing pet parent and you did what you were capable of as often as you were able to. Not everyone has the same parenting style when it comes to animals and yours was phenomenal compared to most. Forget about the few random bloggers out there who probably only do those things for attention and not out of love. I know you and I know that (your pet) knew they were loved and is playing with your other late pets now waiting until you can see them again.”

Your sobs softened a little but came back at the thought of them in heaven waiting for you. The idea was equally distressing to Satan, that you may one day die and go where he couldn’t. But what mattered now was your emotional comfort and he was going to do everything and say everything he could to remind you what a good job you did in their life and how grateful they were to live in a warm and happy home.

[catmadeofsalad]

Mammon: MC is speaking in tongues, I think they've been possessed!

MC: 아니요. 나는 한국어로 말하고 있어요.

Satan: MC said, "No. I'm speaking Korean."

Mammon: You can speak two languages!?

MC: 확실히

Satan: Obviously.

[mammonswhore]

The Day Before the Test

tags: Satan x afab!fem!mc.

warnings: cockwarming, soft dominant behavior, studying, overstimulation, established relationship, very fluffy and domestic at the end.

"Fuck..." Satan grunts as his fingers sink on MC´s flesh as she tries to keep steady and keep on reading. That´s what this was all about.

"I can´t... Is too much" She whines, bouncing (or trying to do so) on a foolish attempt to get some sort of movement or reaction from him. Sadly her attempts were shut down as Satan´s fangs sank on her shoulder making her yelp in pain.

"You look so whorish like this, love." He says sadly, grabbing her face and forcing her to look at him sideways. "I am sorry but you should´ve studied and I wouldn´t have to be doing this."

His voice sounds silk smooth, as if he were soothing the scars of his nails on her hips. He sounds angelic even for someone born from wrath. Satan is lovely, he is a gentleman and a man of honor so he can´t let his precious girlfriend to fail.

"It´s for your own good" He said when he proposed his idea. It worked, it really did. Satan promised MC to try on tail fucking if she passed her test with more than average and since he is a caring boyfriend he offered himself to help. MC thought of flashcards, timers, his own notes even but not cockwarming him for two and a half hours as she read and took notes from her study books.

Tears accumulate on her eyes, it´s been two hours of shaking, whining and pleading yet he seemed so calm and composed. MC couldn´t take it anymore, a choked sob escaping her as she collapsed on his desk.

"The mitochondrion has two membranes, one internal and one external, in the middle of them there is an intermembrane where there are protons that adhere to the smallest proteins to pass to the internal membrane and reach the mitochondrial cristae... Please... Please just..." MC talks between cries, begging for him.

There were no other words to describe it other than pathetic yet for Satan it was lovely, soothing even. Slowly he caressed her cheek and nodded with a smile. Satan pulled his chair back, his hands traveled to the back of MC´s thigh as he quickly stood up making her tears flow as a loud painful erupted from her throat.

"Can you walk?" He asks softly, putting her down to the floor and twirling her to face him. She nods and walks to Satan´s bed, a few steps that were quick yet they seemed like an eternity for both of them. MC sat on the edge of the bed looking drained and oh so divine. Satan could swear he could gobble her up, to him there was nothing more heavenly than her.

"Change of idea... You are going to ride me because I am still not sure if you have learned enough. Hop in, pretty girl." He smirks as he sits down and pulls her by the waist, she whines in complain and positions herself to sink him in in one sitting.

Satan interlocks their hands together as his free hand pushes her down on him, she moans and babbles little thank you´s repeatedly as Satan did all the effort of bouncing her up and down on him.

The sound of skin against skin filled the room, Satan´s moans were muffled as he bit down on MC´s breasts, twirling his tongue around her nipple. She shudders as she bounces herself in, pushing him down to the bed, he complies and is mesmerized with the view on top of him.

She bewitched him in all senses, his mind clouded with the fervor of having her in such a filthy manner. She was the only delusion he could fully indulge in without losing his pride, his affection knew no bounds if it was his one and only lover.

Satan grabbed MC´s waist as he started thrusting into her at a hurry, he couldn´t concentrate on anything anymore as she stabilized herself on his chest. Her back arched at the pleasure, as soon as he was sure she wouldn´t fall off, his hand traveled from her waist to her center to stimulate her so her walls could suck him dry. MC´s body jolts briefly as her orgasm approaches, her whines and moans get louder as she pleads mercy from him.

To her, Satan was completely lost on his element. Some of his blonde hair strands were sticking to his forehead, green eyes half lidded as he only stared at her in awe, mouth open gasping for air, cheeks flushed red, his neck was full of bites and scratches and so were his shoulders, MC could see exactly were their skins met. His free hand sank on her flesh, his grip cutting a little wound on her body making MC cry in pain. The feeling of her orgasm hitting her as pain and pleasure became one, the sensation only being topped with the overstimulation of Satan thrusting inside of her at a ferocious pace to reach for his own orgasm with a loud squealing noise.

Both of them panted as MC´s body gave up completely and fell on top of Satan who remained quiet as he hugged her tightly feeling himself go soft inside of her.

"Was this a heads up for when I have to study 'how to seduce a demon to give me his kids' lesson 1: be me" MC says tiredly, making Satan laugh and squeeze her.

"Shut up, if you want my kids so badly then better get studying because I will not have kids with a lazy procrastinating ass like yours." Satan jokes back getting himself a lazy slap on his chest, making him chuckle.

"Fine! But only because our kids will hate me if I make them stupid."

[rookmeo]

day 007: free day! (@cherhonor)

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[shaaiida]

meow meow meow 

[junosamu]

here is satan from obey me !

[satansktty]

he doesnt have a cock...

[flaringfoxsoul03]

Hello hello!! I was wondering if I could request a romantic matchup for Obey Me, if you're ok with that of course.

I'm a trans man (he/him), demisexual and bisexual, I'm an INFP-T and a Cancer sun + Virgo moon. I see most people describe me as kind and gentle, and I do my best to be a good support, sort of the "mom friend". Though I also tend to be overly critical of myself and others, though I try to keep my thoughts to myself. I'm also a bit of a perfectionist, I get burnt out of things if I'm not immediately good at them, and I like having a daily schedule I keep to.

I love drawing, sewing, crocheting, baking and sometimes reading. I like repetitive tasks with a high reward, so I really enjoy hand stitching and shiny hunting in pokemon. I also enjoy journaling out my thoughts, and in past relationships I've often written out my own short poetry and sent them to my partner when I've been thinking about them.

I get nervous around loud people and big crowds. I like staying home most of the time, as that's where I'm most comfortable. Though I do like quieter places like cafe's, libraries and walking in the woods. I struggle with anxiety and ptsd, so in a relationship I need to feel safe and seen/heard, I wouldn't do well with someone untrustworthy or emotionally cold.

I think my biggest love language is words of affirmation, though I also highly value quality time and physical touch. I'm not very big on gift giving, as I don't really see the need for it since my partner would be all I need, really. I'm not the best conversationalist, but I do my best to make sure my partner knows I'm there for them, and I want to be reassured that they're there for me as well.

Appearance wise, I'm about 5'3" in height. I have a tannish skin tone close to Mammon's, I have short curly hair which is colored dark brown, and I have medium brown eyes. I often dress in dark academia fashion.

Some things I like: animals, high fantasy (like d&d), collecting gemstones and stationary, the colors green and yellow, pokemon but especially the pokemon that often get overlooked like maractus, dark chocolate, vanilla cake, tea of any kind, iced mochas

I don't think there's many things I outright hate, but I don't like playing scary games or watching horror movies, and I'm allergic to long haired cats but still love them anyways.

I apologize for getting to this so late! Just so much has been going on for me, nonetheless I wish to grant you a matchup of an Obey Me creature! Is demon, angel, or man? Let’s go check it out!

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I match you with…

Solomon!

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Hear me out, humans aren’t all that bad. Just the majority of us suck. Imagine living with humans like that for thousands upon thousands of years. Solomon is problematic at best and disastrously devilish at worst, not someone you’d initially want to date after hearing and first meeting said sorcerer. But I promise, it’s a beautiful slow burn romance~. All the trials and tribulations you’ll go through together and become more united than the jumbling mess he first left you in

He may not immediately show it off, but he’s definitely is heartfelt and emotionally connected to himself, but not very well with others before you arrived in the Devildom. I’m pretty sure, hun, first talking to you required nabbing your phone and talking to you to get on Lucifer’s nerves (spoiler: it worked very well). I bet, since your mom friend instincts kicked in, you knew he was instantly bad news. It took the second year of the exchange through texting after the first year ended to finally end up with this guy. He’s far too complicated for his own good to be matched up with him immediately, but eventually (with a little help from Asmo mostly because he was done watching you two squabble with all that potential love in the air without being recognized also everyone else was begging him to finally get his Masters together) you come together and form a new relationship that you navigate not so seamlessly, but it’s with him

You both are into a lot of the same things, especially after you introduced him to some of your favorites like Dungeons and Dragons (spoiler: explain it’s a board game to Lord Diavolo next time you try to bring it up after the last disaster and how Lucifer still isn’t over it) and general high fantasy related things, it allows Solomon to incorporate its odd methodical challenges into his experiments. He loves gifting you gemstones, but he likes to turn them into little hide and seek games with the gemstones every time he does get you one, makes it much more interesting and fun for the two of you

It’s canon: never let this man make you anything, and I mean ANYTHING. Your shady sorcery man can make purple soup without the food coloring purple. Just tell him you favorite restaurant to get said food, trust me, you will not get far in teaching this man to even use a coffee maker. Rumors have it that he once made the coffee maker at school to float up and away from him, the Little Ds had to go retrieve it because it was stuck on a chandelier

The immortal being we call Solomon is not all that wise. Emotionally speaking, he’s still trying to reconnect to something he’s detached himself for anyone else other than a select few for thousands of years. So of course, he’s slow to know your emotional needs right away, but he’s not stupid to not see your obvious tells. He just didn’t know what they mean at first, so his first reaction is to poke and prod. He’s just that curious, not actively trying to make it worse, but that is unfortunately where it’ll head to first. Don’t worry though, he’ll develop and method that works for the best for many scenarios after he causes this whole fiasco. I mean, every location scenario when you’re coming down hard in the feels? He’s got at least three default plans to try so you’re not feeling so terrible anymore

Solomon tries very hard to keep your love and good side, though he’s not very good at it at first. But he believes you’re his piece he has been missing for thousands of years. His teasing yet mischievous loving nature has you falling head over heels for the shady wizard. He feels grateful for withstanding trials and tribulations for your relationship to flourish into the beautiful magic he couldn’t recreate even if he tried

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And follow ups are:

Simeon

And

Satan

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Surprise update! I’m so bad with consistency! With bunches of love, that’s all folks!

~Fox

[mikhaelissirius]

the birth of satan 🦚

[rae-reblogs]

heh...

Stop tugging!! 🫣💚

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[zouzoru-comms-open]

H-hey *drops all their obey me fanarts because I wanna make commissions*

[devildomwriter]

Mele Kalikimaka | Satan x Reader

.9k+ words | GN! Reader | CW: None

The sun shone down on you as you rested on the beach. You let out a relaxed, content sigh and rolled over to look at Satan who sat beneath the colorful umbrella as he read a book with the sound of the waves and laughing families in the background.

This was the first time you’d spent Christmas on a beach. When you imagined Christmas you thought of pine trees and snow and cold air, not a tropical location like Hawaii with pina colodas and a warm breeze. Despite the unfamiliarity, it was better than you had expected.

With his endless connections, Satan had been offered a trip to Hawaii by a friend who worked in the travel industry. Naturally, he bargained for a second ticket and immediately whisked you away, far from the Devildom, far from his brothers, far from any worldly troubles.

Now you were on a cushioned beach chair relaxing next to the greatest boyfriend in the three realms and watching him read, completely unbothered by the world around him.

You reached out and tugged on his Hawaiian shirt and he looked up a little startled having believed you’d fallen asleep.

“Oh, you’re awake. What do you need love?” He asked attentively, determined to give you the best Christmas vacation ever.

You shrugged and he smiled and patted your head lovingly as he set his book aside. “Why don’t we get some drinks?” He asked as you’d both emptied your glasses over an hour ago.

You nodded and he watched you stretch, his eyes wandering as he admired you in your beach attire, ie. Far less clothing than usual.

He helped you up as you yawned and you trudged through the warm sand to the beach bar. It wasn’t too hectic as it was located on a private resort but the people there were demanding of the bar owner’s time as they’d paid a good deal of money to be there. You didn’t mind the wait but Satan became agitated, not just with the wait but with how the people were being so incredibly impatient with the poor barista.

When it was your turn to order he made it quick and simple and left a tip so generous the barista’s eyes looked like they’d pop out of his head.

Excitedly he called after you both, “Mele Kalikimaka!”

Satan gave you an inquisitive look and you chuckled, “it means Merry Christmas,” he explained and he nodded and waved back to the barista in a much better mood.

“That was very sweet of you,” you commented and he shrugged.

“I’ve been told it’s the season for that sort of thing,” he said nudging you and you agreed with a gentle laugh as you sat back in your reserved seating.

Satan took a sip from his glass and paused a moment to admire the crashing blue waves in front of him, the caw of the seagulls above him, and the gentle breeze against his skin.

This place really did feel like paradise. The joy of nature was enough to ignore the other families running about, at least it almost was, what made him relax most was being in your presence. He didn’t need Hawaii to feel this way, he only needed to be with you, but of course, Hawaii was a giant bonus.

Today was for relaxing and tomorrow was Christmas Day where you’d exchange gifts, the days after he had many things planned like touring a volcano, hiking in the tropical forest, surfing the waves, and maybe getting closer than allowed to some of the wildlife.

You could already picture him hypnotizing the police to ignore him as he made friends with seals and you laughed to yourself, spilling some of your drink.

Satan quickly wiped it off your chest with a blush when he realized what he was doing and immediately changed the subject. “What is so amusing?”

“You are,” you said with no explanation and he raised one brow.

“I am? That’s good to know I guess, was it something I did?” He responded and you shook your head.

“No, it’s just something I suspect you will do.”

“Oh? What do you think I’m going to do?”

“I think you’re going to see some wild animals and get a little too close,” you laughed and he looked shocked.

“How did you know?”

You began laughing harder and he took your drink away to prevent it from spilling as he blushed. Was he really so obvious? Was it unusual to want to gently squish a fluffy seal?

“I love you,” you giggled without thinking and he turned red, so red it looked like a bad sunburn against his pale skin.

Regaining his composter he held your hand and smiled warmly, “I love you too.”

You blushed and hid your face, unable to believe just how cute he was. How did you get so lucky? Only his Father could have blessed you with such happiness, it superceeded anything natural.

He gently picked you up and sat you between his legs, hugging you from behind as he peppered kisses against your neck. You laughed and squirmed in his arms. Your playful affection caught the attention of other tourists who couldn’t help but be jealous of your close relationship.

You finally caught your breath from laughing and snuggled against his chest. You both lay there for a moment unconcerned with anything else, not desiring for drinks or books or even cute animals, just a moment with each other.

Satan petted your hair and before long his breathing became quiet and rhythmic and you realized he’d fallen asleep. You chuckled and kissed his chest.

“Mele Kalikimaka, Satan,” you whispered and drifted away on the white sand beach wrapped in your boyfriend’s arms.

[squeakyducky]

Favouritism is real

[corvus-for-ddd]

[rookmeo]

-> satan (obey me) moodboard !

song: bed of roses by mindless self indulgence

— day 006: Your f/o or a song that reminds you of your f/o‎‎

[for @ebiuxxxx's event !]

[avonyxx]

The bros drew themselves 🦅🦅🦅🫴🫴🫴