#satanxmc

[satan-s-favourite-book]

Satan, Sleep With Me! [ Obey Me!SatanxMC]

Pairing: Satan x MC

content: fluff, sfw, piggyback ride, slight adoration, mc being drunk and stupid, mammon being jealous, fluff, satan finally giving in to mc, them finally sleeping happily ever after, did I mention fluff?

warning: mentions of drinking

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"Satannnn... where are we going?" MC asks, hiccuping.

"To your room, MC. You're clearly drunk," Satan replied calmly, turning to a corner.

"Whaaat... no *hic* I'm not."

Satan ignored MC, adjusting their legs on his back. It was the first time Satan was ever giving anyone a piggyback ride. Especially MC.

They reached MC's room. A strange scented wafted around the room. It was invigorating, to say the least, but Satan tried to be composed and paid no heed. Satan gently let MC off his back and onto their bed carefully, and held their body lightly. He adjusted a pillow under MC's head and tucked them in. He was just about to leave when MC grabbed his jacket.

"Satann, sleep with mee..." MC said, gripping tightly.

'No. Good night, MC. I hope you had fun." Satan refused, trying to rid himself of their grip.

"Buut, it'd be fun-ner if you slept with me, Satan," MC grinned listlessly.

Satan stared at MC's stupid, flushed face in the darkness. They look so pretty. I hope they stay a longer time than before. It's times like this when I believe I know them. He brushed the stray hairs from their forehead. "So pretty," he whispered under his breath.

Suddenly, MC shrieks, "EVERYONE! SATAN THINKS I'M PRETTY!"

Satan quickly covers their mouth, rueing the moment he spoke.

In the distance at the party, everyone turns their heads at the sound. "Do you think they're doing something naughty ♡?" Asmo remarks.

"Dunno, but they shouldn't be. Yeah, I should go and check, y'know, make sure of it..." Mammon curses under his breath.

"Hold it, Mammon. I'll go check. " Lucifer gets uo from his seat.

As Lucifer trailed off in the distance, Mammon grumbled, "Stupid Lucifer, always thinking he's so great..."

Lucifer reaches MC's room, and asks calmly, "MC? 𝙎𝘼𝙏𝘼𝙉? 𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚?"

Panicking, Satan replies, "Nothing!" He quickly pulls the sheets over MC and the blood pounds in his ear. He steps away and as if on cue, the door clicks open. Lucifer opens the door to a supposedly asleep MC and a flushed Satan. "What..." Lucifer scowled.

"Hey, Lucifer. Is Solomon still at the party? I need to ask him about this spell,' Satan noisily excused himself, squeezing himself between Lucifer and the doorway.

Lucifer whispers, "We talk about this later in my room." He glanced back at MC and closed the door.

At about 3 in the morning in Devildom, MC calls Satan on their D.D.D. It ringed for a while until he finally picked up. "What are you doing?" MC asked drowsily.

"MC, it's 3 in the morning."

"Don't you think I know that. Anyways, come over to my room."

Satan sat up on his bed. "MC, no."

"MC, yes. My way, my way or the highway ♪~"

"I'm hanging up."

"Satan, noooo," But the last part was clipped off, and MC was alone, sad and lonely in their bed.

After a few minutes, MC's door opens quietly, and there stood Satan in his cat-themed pyjamas.

"Satan? Is that you?" MC sat up. As their eyes adjusted to the darkness, they could make out the faint outline of the cats on his clothes. "Are those..."

"Yes, they are. Move over now." Satan gestured.

MC shifts to make space for Satan. He lied next to them and MC remarked, 'I'm bored. Satan, turn over. I'll spoon you."

"Why would you? I should. You turn over." Satan said.

MC resigned from an argument and turned over. It was only later in the morning when Asmodeus came to wake them up, that MC realised Satan held them in a death grip in his sleep.

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Author's note: I hope you enjoyed! I'm always open to requests, although I might take time getting to them. Thank you for reading!❤️

[misc-obeyme]

Hi, love your work! Could I please request a headcanon with SatanxMC, author’s choice?

Hi there, anon! Thank you so much, I'm so glad you enjoy my writing!

Okay, so uh, since it was author's choice, I thought I'd do a little hurt/comfort. And oh man, I was in a mood 'cause MC is really going through it in this one. But the thing is, I really feel like Satan in particular would be like this. He's actually really good at balancing himself in a way none of his brothers are at all. (When he's not enraged that is.) And I think that gives him a different perspective on an MC who was deliberately suppressing their feelings. Anyway, hopefully it turned out okay!

Thanks for participating!

COZY COMFORTS EVENT

It's another long day. And something inside you mumbles quietly of sadness - a constant hum that you had tuned out long ago. You have no reason to feel anything but a sense of progress and contentment along with the inevitable knowledge that there was always more to be done. You don't have time to focus on anything else.

Satan learns your patterns the first time he sees them in action. Perhaps it's the way you isolate yourself or maybe it's the strained sound of your voice. He notices when all you ever do is give your energy, passion, and love away. He watches it deplete you.

It takes some trial and error, but Satan figures out when it's all too much. He had to learn fast when he found himself unceremoniously ripped into existence, fully formed and full of rage. He knows how to adapt quickly. He knows how emotions that feel like they don't belong to you can be so overwhelming that there isn’t space for anything else.

Satan knows that you would never say it out loud, not to anyone. He sees that low melancholy in your eyes no matter how hard you try to hide it behind your smile. You don't want anyone to know, but you desperately want someone to see it, too. And he does. He always does.

He might start out with shooing his brothers away from you. Giving them glaring looks if they become too demanding. He can’t act as though he isn't also guilty of wanting your attention, your love, your friendship. He knows you like it that way because it helps you avoid the truth of your heart. It's easy to push yourself aside when others need you. He watches you bury yourself in the wants and desires of him and his brothers. Like your own don’t matter. Like your comfort is secondary to theirs.

Satan is going to ask you about it directly. It hurts. It hurts you both to talk about it and by the end you’ve both succumbed to tears. He knows you can’t hold it in forever. He knows you can’t pretend you’re okay for the rest of your life. It doesn’t work like that and he won’t watch you crash and burn. He’s been there too many times himself. That’s why he forces himself to ask you. He calls you out when you lie or somehow downplay your feelings. Don’t hold out on him, MC. Please.

Satan’s heart breaks as he watches your eyes fill with tears the minute he asks you why you’ve been sad lately. He knows this is what he needs to do for you, but he hates watching you in pain. You reluctantly start to talk to him and every word seems to be cutting you open. Every word becomes an arrow through his heart. And he realizes he’s able to stand it, able to hold this hurt, because he can also see it healing you.

Didn’t you heal him, too? Didn’t you calm his wrath in a way no one else ever could? Isn’t it the least he could do to make room for your sadness? Isn’t it the least he could do to hold it for you, just for a little while? He would take it all if he could. He would protect you from every feeling that wasn’t happiness or joy or love.

He can’t, so instead he holds you. He hates the way you shudder in his arms, like your body can’t contain the heaviness of your own heart. But he keeps you close to him, buries his hand in your hair, kisses your cheeks softly, his lips wet with your tears. He runs his fingertips down your back, he tightens his arms around your torso. He lets you stay that way as long as you want. He’ll hold you against his chest all night if you cry yourself to sleep there.

When morning comes, Satan is floored by the bright relief he sees in your eyes. For so long, you kept quiet and he watched you fade. All it took was someone to ask you, someone to listen, someone to be there to witness you pour everything out of your soul and into the night. Now you’re radiant again and beside that a gratefulness, a tenderness, a bond between you of a shared secret hurt that no one else has ever seen. You have carried him in his anger and he will always hold you through your pain.

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[theslvttysimp]

MC the College Student

Scenario: Between juggling the schoolwork at RAD, the antics the brothers drag you through, the weird experiments Solomon has you perform with him, and setting time to bake with Luke and Barb, you somehow squeeze time to do you schoolwork in the human world. Diavolo made it possible for you to own a laptop hooked to a special wifi so you can complete your human assignments. He doesn't want you falling behind when you return to the human world.

You sit on top of your bed, stressed out at the assignment your professor gave you. You're burnt out from all the schoolwork given, rubbing your face in defeat. Your favorite demon walks in the room and see's the burden on your face.

NOT PROOFREAD

LuciferXmc, MammonXmc, SatanXmc

Lucifer

~ Originally came in your room to ask questions about Mammon's recent antics but stopped in his tracks seeing your eyes glassy from stress.

~ "Is something bothering you, MC? Are you doing your schoolwork from the human realm?" He stands before you, peering over the screen to see what the assignment is. You explain the class your taking and how its needed for your degree. You then explain that your professor is super strict when it comes to grading assignments and that this subject isn't your strong suit.

~ He sits next to you on your bed and lets out a sigh. He puts on his old man glasses that were tucked away in his coat pocket and holds out his hands. "Give it here." he says in a stern voice.

~ Proceeds to read the rubric for your assignment and closes the laptop. He stands up and tucks the laptop under his arm. " I'll have it done by tomorrow." he says to your surprise. "Lucifer, you don't ha-" you try to say, but he raises one hand in the air to cut you off and says " I don't want to hear it. I wouldn't normally do your work for you, as this is an important subject to learn, but you have a lot on your plate right now. I want you to study for your potion making class instead."

~ "Th-thank you" you say, without saying a word he walks out and closes the door behind him.

~ Like he promised your assignment was finished and turned in, earning an A. You tell him the grade that was earned on this assignment and thank him once again. " You're welcome, MC. Please don't tell the others. I don't want them thinking I will be doing their work for them. This stays between you and me"

Mammon

~ Barges in your room like usual and sees you pulling your hair from stress. " Human, you good? Whatcha doin'?" He flops next to you on your bed and looks over your shoulder at the screen. " The fuck is that?"

~ You explain it's your human world schoolwork and you've been freaking out over this insanely hard assignment. "Damn, that blows. I would help ya, but I ain't got a clue what the shits about." he says as he lays down on your bed, arms behind his head. "Want a distraction?"

~ He isn't the best at helping with schoolwork, but he's great at giving you a distraction to ease the stress. He takes the laptop off your lap and tosses it on the bed, grabs your wrist " Ya coming with me!" he says as he pulls you out the door. " I think you're stressin' too hard. When I'm stressed, I like to go have a lil' fun!".

~ He brings you to his car, puts the top down and you guys cruise the streets of devildom blasting music and singing with each other. He lets you pick the songs the whole entire time, enjoying your company.

~ After your drive around Devildom you're back in your room. With a clear head and the much needed time to relax, you're able to complete your assignment. You show Mammon your grade and he grows the biggest smile " Hells yeah!! I told ya! Spending time with The Great Mammon always ends with somethin' good!" he proclaims as he gives you a high-five.

Satan

~ Comes in the room after a polite knock to give you the book you asked if you can borrow the other day. " Are you alright, MC?" he asks, resting the book on your nightstand. You explain to him that your human world school work has been stressing you out and how you struggle with this specific subject.

~ "Hmmmmm." he places a his thumb on his chin and thinks for a moment. " If I recall correctly, I may have a book on this subject, I think it may help you. Give me one moment.". He leaves the room and comes back about 15 minuets later. With a book in hand, he sits down next to you and opens it up. With his slender fingers dancing across the pages, he finds something that will help you with your assignment and reads it to you.

~ He stays with you as you type out your assignment, reading to you certain pages in the book he thinks you may find helpful for your task.

~ When you show him your passing grade, he gives you a closed mouth smile" I'm glad to hear that, MC. I knew you could do it. If you need help with schoolwork, whether Devildom or Human world I'm always willing to help."

~ Whenever you tell him what your assignments are about, he'll look through his endless library to find books to help you succeed.

[cosmicstarlatte]

𝙊𝙈 𝙃𝙀𝘼𝘿𝘾𝘼𝙉𝙊𝙉𝙎+𝙄𝙈𝘼𝙂𝙄𝙉𝙀𝙎

⬅Back to Obey Me! Masterlist ◇ HCs+Imagines Part 2 ➡

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[*NSFW]

[HC+Q//Demon Bros] MC's Livestream

[HC//Demon Bros] Two. A.M.

[HC//Demon Bros] Pick-Me-Up

[HC//Demon Bros] Comforting Busty MC

[HC//Demon Bros] MC's Voicemail

[HC//Lucifer] Yandere Lucifer

[HC//Lucifer] Summoning Dab

[HC//Lucifer] Costco

[HC//Diavolo] Bad Bunny

[HC//Diavolo] Virgin Handjob*

[HC//Dia+Luci+SatanxMC] Relationship Dynamic

[HC//Belphie] Naps

[HC//Everyone] Lucifer Prank

[HC//MC] MC Trying Demon Courting

[HC//Demon Bros] As Seen On TV

[HC//Demon Bros+Dateables] Fire Alarm

[HC//Demon Bros+Dateables] Sunburn

[HC//Demon Bros+Dateables] U.S. State They're From

[HC//Demon Bros+Dateables] Stripper Song*

[HC//Demon Bros+Dateables] Reshares

[Imagine//Canon actually!?] Demons True Feelings

[Imagine] Diavolo*

[Imagine] Levi

[Imagine] Lucifer

[Imagine] Lucifer #2

[Imagine] Lucifer #3

[Imagine] Lucifer #4*

[Imagine] Lucifer #5*

[Imagine] Lucifer #6*

[obeythedemons]

Kitty Sticker [Obey Me!: Satan/MC]

Obey Me! Masterlist

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“Satan!” MC's voice traveled past the door to his book-cluttered room. Their knuckles gently rasped against the wood.

He glanced up from his bed, his eyes leaving the words scrawled across a long-forgotten journal that he stumbled upon in the Royal Archives. His fingers plucked a bookmark laying next to him when he saved his place. Slowly, he shifted up from his half-sitting, half-laying position and stepped over the many books to his door. He opened the door seeing MC grinning up at him.

“Yes?” he questioned, trying to deduce exactly why the human had decided to come and drag him away from his reading – not that he mined too terribly.

“I have a present for you,” they announced. It was only then that he noticed the human’s hands were behind their back. They looked off to the side and chewed on their lip. “It’s kind of stupid though, nothing major.”

He raised an eyebrow from their sudden mood change. Their excitement soon fell into self-doubt – he almost wondered if Levi had switched bodies with them. “What is it?” he pressed.

MC took a deep breath and looked back up at him. He felt his heart squeeze in the most pleasantly painful ways when his emerald eyes made eye contact with the human. They took out a small box from behind them and held it out to him.

“Do you want a kitty sticker?”

Satan forgot how to breathe. He felt a foreign warmth invade his face, his ears, and his neck. His lips parted as he tried to inhale, but nothing was working properly. He couldn’t rip his attention from the adorable, curious look MC was giving him, the box of cartoonish cat stickers, and the fact that MC had thought of him.

“You’re going to actually kill me,” he finally managed to gasp out.

“What?” MC tilted their head ever so slightly, trying to process what he had just said – like a kitten trying to learn.

Satan covered his burning face with a hand. “It’s nothing. And yes, I would like one.”

MC shook off their confusion and grinned. They held the box up to him for him to pick. He glanced at the box. His eyes laid on a sticker of two cats loving on each other – they looked suspiciously like himself and MC as cats. The hand that wasn’t covering his face shook as he pointed to the pair of cats. MC nodded and grabbed it before holding it out to him. Satan couldn’t trust himself to move and he shook his head.

“Put it on me,” he started. “Please.”

“Oh, okay,” MC hummed and peeled the backing of the sticker off. Their hands hovered over his chest. “Right here good?”

Satan nodded and swallowed down his nerves, trying to will his heart to slow down so MC wouldn’t feel just how much they were affecting him. Their hand lightly pressed onto his sweater and rubbed the sticker to stay on him. If anything, his heart sped up.

“There we go!” MC stepped back to admire their work. “Very cute! I’ll get out of your hair now.”

As soon as they appeared, they disappeared back to their room. Satan was frozen in place, staring at where MC once stood. “Did their hand linger a bit longer on me? Or was it just to make sure the sticker wouldn’t fall off? What did they mean by cute? Was it me they were talking about or the sticker? Why did they have cat stickers? What does it mean?” He mumbled to himself, overthinking every little thing.

[jessyishigh]

The brothers trying to make slime with MC your welcome UwU

Lucifer;

•Tf did you drag him into

•He really hates the feeling

•"Why was I interrupted to- touch such a monstrousty?!"

•I swear to god if you and Satan pull a prank on him with slime-

•Will FREAK OUT if his gloves or any other clothing material of his gets slime on them

•"ADD GLITTER AND I WILL END YOU MC"

•Showers for god know how long after he touches it

Mammon;

•atfirst, he's- hesitant

•"why-why does it feel like that..?"

•But after awhile, the man will LOVE it

•will not admit for the life of him

•"this stuff is disgustin!"

• Quickly stuffs the slime in a bag and pockets it-

• he would NEVER add glitter in it either

Levi;

•"what a normie thing!"

•probably wouldn't even look at it unless you BEG him too

•gotta Admit, he thinks it's as satisfying as hell

•loves to pop ze bubbles

•"I-I do not like it! That much..."

•Slime ASMR is his new search history

•"glitter?! I-i guess a little bit won't hurt..."

Satan;

•"You, and reading are my only priorities right now. So, why the FUCK not?!"

•Wait- Lucifer hates slime pranks...?

•Satan would love making slime with you! Expect when he gets his hair in it...

•"Can we make it GEEN?"

•*Reads a book while he carelessly mixes the slime with his feet-*

•Lucifer hates glitter..? *grabs three bottles worth* give it the old' razzle dazzle

Asmo;

•"oooo! Slime? I wanna try it!"

•He hates mixing it- the glue could get his bootiful hands wrinkly!

•he's obssessed With just playing with it

•"Oo! MC, darling, will his give me wrinkles if I play with it too much..?"

•He, just like Levi, LOVES the ASMR. It "helps his skin too smooth when he gets mad"

•Asmo will always out his hair up in a styleish bun, because his hair and slime do not mix

•You can add glitter? MC IF YOU AND I DONT PAZZAZILE THIS BITCH UP I SWEAR-

Beel;

•"Slime? Sure! Is it edible..?"

•You HAD to litterly hold him back from guzzling the glue

•oRanGe..?

•*Trys to hide food in it so the other wouldn't find his food- or he'll stick Goldie in there, wich ever fits*

• glitter.. only off it's edible and purple/orange!

Belphie;

•"Sleep sounds like more fun."

•You have to DRAG his lazy ass outta bed so you two could make it

•all he did was pop the bubbles once it was made

•you went to the bathroom for three seconds, and you come back to Belphie sleeping ON the slime

•black and white

•Glitter=Death (again)

okie, that's it TwT. Thanks for reading, and plz plz plz gimm suggestions in the comments of what Scenario i Should do next!

[boozye]

Unresolved

Ok so big preamble to this:

1- I must've written this when I was blackout or something. Because it was just sitting somewhere in the middle of my drafts and I had no recolection of it.

2- After finding it, I checked my notes to see if there were any guidelines on what the crap I was thinking. Apparently I wanted to write another general asexual MC bit, with Satan this time. But somewhere in my stupor I must've completely forgotten and just started mixing in Daniel's shitty quirks into the "plot". At the end asexuality isn’t even mentioned, just hinted at.

3- I found no clue on how this was supposed to end, and I have the suspicion it just derailed anyways. Take that tittle literally.

It has no conclussion. I just fixed the spelling and atrocious wording, and slapped together a picture. Here, check out this derailment if you are curious lol

Satan x FanMCDaniel(they/them)

Warnings: None

Words: 1120

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Satan wanted to take this human on a date. That much he was sure of. Normally, he would just ask, but right now there were things to consider. Daniel wasn't at all like Solomon, or any of the occult inclined ones he was more familiar with. They didn't seem chaste or innocent either, but he felt their anger and frustration upon being dragged to the Devildom; made to partake in the prince's project. Even if it had subsided by now, it was clear they were not amused by their circumtances. He didn't fear rejection. This human had rejected him before, and he vowed to never react the same way again. He'd be ready for it. But for their sake, he thought it'd be better to learn a little more about human courtship first.  

He went to Asmo.

Asmo: "You want some of my human magazines? Sure! Just be carefull with them okay? You better tell me what you want them for later~ "

Satan nodded and brought the stack to his room, sat down, and started skimming through the pages.

"Last week, we asked you about your worst times being asked on a date! Here is what our readers had to say!" Bingo.

After about an hour of parsing and making educated guesses through the anecdotes, one thing did seem useful to know:

Apparently, assuming a human's orientation is frowned upon, and can cause them frustration and distress. But he knew Daniel well enough, the question would just get a joke as an answer. Always reluctant to talk about themselves (at leas while sober). It'd be better to just see how much they were willing to reveal to him...

A couple days later, he found them in the planetarium. They liked to be there by themselves whenever Belphie wasn't occupying it. And Satan saw his two youngest brothers head out a few minutes before. Daniel was sitting by a window on a big pillow, looking up at the night sky. Seemingly transfixed by the moon, yet again. He let the footsteps and the creak of the door announce his presence, and they turned to him.

Daniel: "Hm?"

The demon sensed no trace of the immediate mound of irritation his sole presence used to inspire. It'd been the case for some time, but it was still relieving to know there were no more animosities present. He aproached, mindfull of the small tray in his hands with 2 teacups. No need to bring sugar.

Satan: "It's chilly up here, thought you might like some tea. There's this new blend I got."

He sat by them on another pillow, placing the tray nearby.

Daniel: "Thank you. I know this smell, it's one of my favorites."

Satan: "Do you like spiced teas?"

They took one of the cups to warm up their hands, inhaling the smell with a soft smile.

Daniel: "Don't know about spiced teas, but I know about this one."

They take a sip.

Satan: "Lucky guess then... Either way I came here to ask you about something."

Daniel: "Sure, shoot."

Satan takes his own cup, and speaks nonchalantly.

Satan: "I was reading about this human tradition of sharing a milkshake using 2 straws."

Daniel: "Uhuh."

Satan: "It's unclear to me what sort of people do that."

Daniel: "Mostly couples, I think."

Just as planned.

Satan: "I see, so if you had a girlfriend, you would do that sort of thing with her?"

Daniel: "Oh yeah I've done that with my ex-girlfriend. With my ex-boyfriend too."

Satan: "Ah, I understand."

Relief, but soon the thrill gets mixed with another thought. A contradiction. He doesn't pause for long before questioning.

Satan: "Even though you don't like sweets?"

Daniel: "Well, when you love someone, sometimes you are willing to do things you don't like for them, right?"

Satan: "Hmm, I don't think I have done that, no. Although I see your point..."

A pause where they both drink, the human's eyes focus on the moon again and begin to glaze over. Uh-oh, he's losing them. Before the moment passes, Satan speaks again.

Satan: "Hey, Dani, wouldn't it be refreshing? To be with someone for whom you don't have to do things you don't like?"

They chuckle bitterly and look down when they talk.

Dani: "Hah, probably! But I doubt such relationship exists?"

Satan: "Are there that many things? Or is it perhaps, just something that is common?"

Dani: "Ooh, nice deduction, it's annoying how correct it is! Heh."

There's no actual irritation in their tone, the faint snort at the end weightless of concern for the subject. Their eyes still upon the night view, mindlessly sipping on the tea. They know just how much they want to say already.

Satan: "I see, that's interesting. I'd like to know what that is."

Their usually half lided eyes open subtly more.

Dani: "Eh, why? That's sort of personal, isn't it?"

Satan: "Do you think I will judge you? "

Dani: "Ah well, call it years of conditioning. It has been a dealbreaker for everyone I've talked about it to."

An opening, can't blame him for poking it. Now Satan smirks, and with a hint of mockery in his voice, speaks.

Satan: "What? You don't want to tell me just in case we date?"

They squint at him. But smirk back.

It's not completely accurate to say he crossed a line, maybe something closer to flipping a switch. The raise in the dramatism of their hand gestures and head turning. The mocking smile. Now Dani is just saying things to play, there will be no clarifications of whats true and what is a joke.  

Dani: "My, you saw right through me. Please Satan, spare my innocent heart!"

And well, Satan likes to play too. At this point the two could have conversations veiled in mockery wherever. All it took was that knowing smile and it'd be time to say things just for the sake of it, lie or truth irrelevant. His uncertainties overshadowed by the chance to play along again.

Satan: ""Innocent" they say! I wouldn't date someone who takes me for a fool, thank you very much. No need for you to worry."

Dani: "That's a good policy, now I'm swooning even more. Oh, my hubris!"

They clench a hand on their chest in feigned pain.

Satan: "Rightly so, now suffer as you should, human."

Dani: "Should I writhe, beloved?"

Satan: "I'll leave that to your discretion. So long as it's at my feet."

Dani: "Moving up in life, am I?"

First one to lose composure, Satan laughs heartily, followed by his present friend.

It's like cats swipping at each other. To the untrained eye, they are fighting. But the creatures know when they are playing.

[harunayuuka2060]

More Soulmate AU SatanxMC pleaaaaaaaaaase? 🙏🙏🙏🙏💓💓💓💓💓💓

Satan: MC, I have something to ask you. 

MC: What is it, Satan?

Satan: Are you fine with this? Knowing that your soulmate is a demon?

MC: ...

MC: *smiles* Are you having some doubts?

Satan: ...

Satan: *averted his gaze* I guess.

MC: *gently places their hand on his cheek* I am fine as long I’m with you, Satan.

Satan: *wakes up from his dream* *his face reddens from embarrassment* 

Satan: *covers his face with his hands* This is so stupid. 

Satan: Why do I keep on dreaming about them?

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Asmo: Hey, Satan~ You’re early for breakfast!

Satan: *still on his pajamas* Huh? *sees that there’s already food on the table* 

Satan: *takes a seat* Who made these?

Asmo: Your soulmate.

Satan: *looks at him with a shocked face* Eh?

Asmo: Ah... I feel so pampered~

Lucifer: *is reading a newspaper while drinking coffee* I think they woke up before anyone else.

Mammon: Oi, Beel! That omelette is mine!

Beel: Just wait for the new batch.

Mammon: Give me that!

Beel: *swallows the omelette and his plate as well* 

Mammon: Grr!

Satan: *sees Belphie* It’s surprising to see you here, Belphie.

Belphie: *still half-asleep* The smell of food dragged me here.

MC: *arrives at the dining table, wearing an apron and carrying a huge pot* 

MC: Who wants toasted orzo chicken soup?

The brothers: *raises their hands* 

Satan: *has a quizzical look on his face* 

MC: *glances at Satan* *mouthed the words “Good morning”* *smiles*

Satan: *averted his gaze* *blushes* 

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Satan: *helps MC in washing the dishes* 

MC: *is focused on finishing the task* 

Satan: Um... Y-You should asked me to help you in cooking.

MC: *smiles without looking at him* It’s okay. I usually do this at home.

Satan: Oh...

Satan: ...

Satan: By the way... Your cooking is good. 

MC: Thank you. 

Satan: ...

Satan: If it’s not too much to ask...

MC: Hm?

Satan: Will you...

Satan: ...cook just for me alone?

[kisachansblog]

Fanfiction SatanxMC: BDSM/Humiliation/Spanking/Dirty Talk/Master-Pet

Satan:

[rikusempai]

Obey Me Masterlist ♡

Rules

♡ All characters open for requests ♡

Lucifer

One Shots

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Coming out (pride special)[luciferxmc][fluff]

Demon bros x FEM! S/O w/weather manipulation via her emotions [reaction]

Dating Lucifer HCs [Neutral]

Mammon

One Shots

My Demon [mammonxmc][fluff]

Mammon’s Secret admirer [mammonxGN!mc][angst]

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Straight A student Mc [mammonxmc]

Coming out (pride special)[mammonxmc][fluff]

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Dating Mammon HCs [Neutral]

Leviathan

One Shots

Player 2 [levixmc][fluff]

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Coming out (pride special) [leviathanxreader][fluff]

Demon bros x FEM! S/O w/weather manipulation via her emotions [reaction]

Dating Levi [Neutral]

Satan

One Shots

Reading’s Hard [satanxmc][fluff]

“Cute Cat” [satanxmc][fluff]

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Straight A student Mc [satanxmc]

Coming out (pride special) [satanxmc][fluff]

Demon bros x FEM! S/O w/weather manipulation via her emotions [reaction]

Dating Satan [Neutral]

Asmodeus

One Shots

I love ya sweetie [asmoxmc][fluff]

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Coming out (pride special) [asmodeusxmc][fluff]

Demon bros x FEM! S/O w/weather manipulation via her emotions [reaction]

Beelzebub

One Shots

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Coming out (pride special) [beelzebubxmc][fluff]

Demon bros x FEM! S/O w/weather manipulation via her emotions [reaction]

Belphegor

One Shots

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Straight A student Mc [belphegorxmc]

Coming out (pride special) [belphegorxmc][fluff]

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Simeon

One Shots

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Mc with a bad past has a crush on Simeon[Sinful!McxUndatables][angst]

Luke

One Shots

Luke calling MC mom [FEM!McxPLATONIC!luke][fluff]

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Mc with a bad past has a crush on Simeon[Sinful!McxUndatables][angst]

Solomon

One Shots

Mc with a bad past has a crush on Simeon[Sinful!McxUndatables][angst]

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Diavolo

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Mc with a bad past has a crush on Simeon[Sinful!McxUndatables][angst]

Barbatos

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Mc with a bad past has a crush on Simeon[Sinful!McxUndatables][angst]

[luci-four]

Hi! I read your i want to kiss you story and i can't say how much i loved it. Is just, the fluff nice feeling that left after reading it is something i don't always get when reading other fanfics (I dont mean wrong, all writers are great but yours catch me in a way others doesn't!) Do you think you could make a nsfw of satanxmc on their first time? Like, continuing the 'I want to kiss you' story? If not any scenario that you choose for them on their first time

A/N: Wow wow wow what a compliment, thank you!! Very sweet of you!!! Those kinds of emotions are always my goal when writing, so hearing that really boosts my confidence. I tried to make this a continuation to I Want to Kiss You, but im so so sorry I completely fuckin forgot about the first-time deal and my one, horny braincell said: “sexy” LKSJDGHF (also if anyone forgot, please remember my ns*w tag is “asmos fantasy” so you can blacklist it to avoid it!!)

If you haven’t read I Want to Kiss You, I suggest you do! ★

I Want to Touch You {Satan x MC} {NS*W}

I want to kiss you.

It sounded so redundant in his head as he’s said it so often to himself, but god, how he loved to say it against their skin.  

Feeling his breath bounce off of the crook of their neck is one of the most precious feelings to him; The way it warmed his face was nothing compared to the heat he wanted to feel radiate off of the rest of their skin. Flushed, shivering at his touch and such sweet yet sinful sounds falling on swollen lips as his teeth graze their skin until his shirt is wrinkled in their hands; their fingernails just a hair away from piercing along his back as he so desperately wants them to.  

He can feel them, the way they arch their back just to press their chest against him, an attempt to keep his lips upon their skin as long as possible; silently begging more and more for just one touch, one caress, even just one filthy word to roll off of his tongue and trickle along their body. They straddled his hips-- a spot to sit where he could admire every inch of them as though he were reading the writing of his favourite book—their legs tensing around his waist each time their body jolted with the same shock of ecstasy he was experiencing. They were seductive; their body giving little cues to show that it begged for his in the most intimate of ways—he wasn’t sure how much longer he could hold out.

I want to touch you.

So badly. His fingertips dug into the soft flesh of their hips—annoying how their clothes still stood in his way--- his grip holding strong and bringing their hips down against him as they slowly started to find the need to rock them to get some sort of relief from his teasing. They moved slow, drawing each movement out as long as they could to get secret pleasure without letting him know—but he did. He picked up on every little movement, as sharp as ever, and heavily craved more.

I want to touch you.

They got bold now, grinding against him with more desperation, picking up the pace, growing erratic; Satan couldn’t hide the wicked smirk that grew across his lips, already thinking about the ways he could tease them, torture them, make them beg for him to give them their long-sought after release--  

Their hands pushed him back against the headboard to his bed and ran down the front of his chest. Leaning back, he could see the fire in their eyes, just how swollen their lips had really been, and had such a beautiful view of the marks he left like galaxies hidden just beneath the wrinkled collar of their shirt. He was more than happy to give them a smile and lift his arms once they shyly tugged at the bottom of his shirt, only to rest his hands back on their hips while theirs explored every inch of his torso, their lips following close behind.

I want to touch you.

He started getting antsy. Their hips kept at such a sporadic pace that he started to wonder who the real tease was in this situation. Hands slyly moving to hold their ass—again, annoyed by the clothing keeping him from their skin—he squeezed hard, taking control of their movements and bringing their hips as close to possible to his own at a rough, quick, and almost hungry pace of his own, capturing their sultry moan with an equally rough kiss while their nails dug into his chest.

I want to touch you.

His hands only left the curve of their ass for a moment—to strip them of the clothes across their chest as well—before grinding their hips down against his previously obvious erection. He let them get their fill, marking him up, and started to trace his hands up their back, sides, and felt up their chest, quickly discovering how MC liked to be touched.

I want to touch you.

He started off gently-- feather light kisses along their chest, letting his breath tickle them just enough to stir them up. His hands were fleeting, touching here one moment before leaving the next to be replaced by his lips; he cupped their chest, only quickly brushing his thumbs over their nipples to get them hard. They let out an embarrassed sound that made them cover their face, though Satan only laughed at how adorable they were. Adorable—yes, that was what they were, but Satan wanted to make them so much more than that. Red faced, crying out, begging, everything that could ever make them so sexy and sinful that he couldn’t stand it. He dragged his tongue up their breast, dipping into their collarbones as a tease; his lips made his way to their nipple—bouncing between the two—undecided on which action caused the sweetest of sounds. Was it the way his tongue played with them, dancing and swirling around—or was it the way his teeth brushed against them for a small twinge of painful pleasure? Whichever it was, it had been working; MC’s moans only grew more frequent, their hips moving restlessly as he teased them further by dancing his fingertips around the waist of their pants.  

I want to touch you.

They beat him to the punchline; They were cheekier and much more needy than he originally thought. Their fingers trembled with the excitement that mirrored throughout his body, fumbling over the zipper and button to his pants, mumbling with apparent irritation that caused Satan to laugh under his breath. Should he help them? -- He thought not. Satan only met their efforts with a smirk, leaning in to kiss them once more as they continued to struggle; he sucked in a quick breath when they finally got to their prize. Their accomplished smile was rose coloured through his half-lidded eyes.

I want to touch you.

MC took him in their hand, a gentle hold at first as they knew the power they held over him now-- Satan knew they were going to exploit it. They stroked him softly, slowly, making sure to play with the tip just enough with their thumb to get him to sigh. He could feel the blush rising up his neck as MC’s careful kisses dragged it along.

I want to touch you.

His hands worked to get into their pants as well—it was only fair, wasn’t it? The closer he got to touching them, the faster the pace of their wrist got. It was driving him mad, the way they only teased him at times-- making him do the work by bucking against their hand and speaking breathy words against his skin. Such dirty words passed that taunting smirk of theirs, they made him bite his lip just to control himself. God, he wanted more.

I want to touch you.

Satan stripped them of their remaining clothes now, sucking another breath of air through gritted teeth as they grinded against him, skin to skin now. His hands made way back to their home—MC's hips—and gripped hard. Their skin underneath his fingertips was tempting; he could press just hard enough to leave little bruises to mark that he had been there—that he was real, they were real, this was real. He could do this—moments of such heavy intimacy—because he was real to them. He was Satan, and that was enough. Nothing else mattered.  

That drove him mad.

I want to touch you.

His face was flushed, and he knew he looked like a complete mess. Messy hair, lust filled half-lidded eyes that he only held for them, his bottom lip on the brink of bleeding with how hard he has to bite it to keep himself in check. They moved against him, their heat against his, grinding against him as they had before; the difference this time was the feel of their skin. Soft, warm, teasing. They knew he wanted them—well rather, to be in them and he made this very clear with how blunt his words were—but they got their thrill from seeing him melt beneath them. How much longer could he hold out? Not long.

I want to touch you.

He held them close, wrapping an arm around their waist and using the other to guide them onto his length. Satan laughed under his breath at how eager they were to take him all in, but told them to be patient—knowing they’d start to beg for more; those are the words he wanted to hear—those breaths, those moans, those soft little gasps that have just barely audible ‘pleases’ within them. He only allowed them to move slow, drawing the movement of their hips out as they rocked so that he could hit that sweet spot over and over again, pulling them close enough each time to nip at their shoulder.  

They were gorgeous. Face doused in lust, a thin layer of sweat coating their body, closed eyes and lips that parted only to call out swears against God and to sing his name so deliciously.

MC needed more-- he knew that. Allowing them to up their pace and matching them move for move, watching as the entirety of his length disappear over and over again, soaking in the sinful sounds that filled the room and allowing his thoughts to play over just how he wanted them next. On their back? Their hands and knees? How does he want them—where does he want them? How fast? How rough? This was one of the only things he never thought through.

Not that it mattered, because MC did as they liked. Despite his orders, MC continued to tease him. Using filthy words that tainted their lips, stopping their movements just to hear a whine bubble from deep in his throat; it was clear to see they were set on being a brat the entire time. It was only fair he shows them who was superior, right? MC wanted him to work for it—it was obvious by the way they whispered against his ear words that he secretly prays never fall on other’s ears, the way they nipped at his skin, the way their fingertips danced across his chest and the way they knew just how to bounce in his lap to get him worked up enough to make a move.

A moan, a groan, a quickened pace of breathing as the long-awaited filthy word finally passed his lips.

“Fuck.”

He tossed them onto their back, hovering above them with a serious, demanding fire in his eyes. Satan slid his hands up their arms, holding their wrists down above their head and leaned in close to whisper in their ear; just five words were all they wanted—all they needed—to know what sort of night they had gotten themselves into.  

With a deep, rich, sultry, a little raspy voice, he whispered,

“I want to touch you.”

[satan-s-favourite-book]

It's None of Your Business! | Obey Me!SatanxMC

content: oh no! MC returned home late into the night, but they're all bruised up! What happened?

Warning: minute swearing

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"MC?" Satan widened his eyes, his lips parted.

It was the dead of night. No one was supposed to be awake in the House of Lamentation, other than Leviathan. Satan had woken due to his insomnia, of course. He was expecting to watch some cat videos to fall asleep and some more, but a bruised up MC was not on his list tonight.

MC ignored him and headed for the bathroom.

The panic grew in his chest. He had to know what happened.

"Look at me when I'm talking to you!" Satan grabbed their wrist, and pulled them towards him. "Who... Why do you have cuts on your face?" His pact mark glowed green on his temple, pulsating.

"...Nothing." MC responded. They tried to rid themselves of Satan's grip.

"Why won't you tell me? Do you think I'm insane to hurt you even more, just because I'm the Avatar of Wrath?" Satan's grip grew even stronger. He frowned and bared his fangs at MC.

"Because you don't need to know everything that happens to me!" MC yells, glaring him in the eyes.

"Why shouldn't I, pray tell?" Satan sucked air through his teeth. His horns had started to emerge through the locks of his hair.

"Because I don't need YOU, or anyone ELSE to take care of me! I'm not your fucking kid!"

"That's not what this is about, MC!" Satan yelled, his eyes shaking. His eyes glimmered green in the dark.

MC freezes. The last moment they see is Satan towered over them, in his demon form.

The next morning, Mammon comes to wake MC. He knocks, for once. "MC? Ya alright?"

"Yeah," MC replies with the strength they had. They sat up straight on their bed, looking around their room. It was strangely, in order. Wait, in order?

Someone organised their room.

MC sighs heavily, pinching their nose. Satan. It was definitely him. He can't even organise his shambolic room, and he's the one to organise theirs.

"Go brush your teeth. I'll bring you breakfast, hm?" Mammon said, leaving shortly after.

MC hummed back in agreement and headed for the bathroom in their room. They came out soon after to meet Mammon with a platter. He set the folding desk onto their bed, and set the platter onto it. "There ya go, prince/ess." Mammon grinned at his job well done.

MC thanked him, and sat down to eat. They listened to his latest money making scheme he thought of, and honestly, this time it sounds like absolute gold. They might even help this time, who knows. Only if Lucifer doesn't catch wind of this.

Mammon left after a while, to most probably fill out a half-day permission slip to get signed at R.A.D. Maybe it was about something else, nobody knows. Either way, MC's going to the academy in his car. They quickly get dressed in the uniform and met Mammon outside the gates.

The whole day went by idly and it was only at that break that they met Asmodeus and Beelzebub. MC chatted for a while idly until Asmodeus finally spoke,

"Wait, you think Satan arranged your room?"

"Yeah? Didn't he?"

"MC, that was me."

"Oh. Oh! I'm so sorry, I thought it was Satan, Asmo. I didn't know."

"It's fine. Are you alright, MC? How is it with Satan?"

MC paused for a while before answering. They didn't know, honestly. They were just a scatterbrain at the moment, and nothing felt real. "How'd you know?"

Beel says in between bites, "We don't. This morning, he just looked like he read the worst review of his favourite book. But definitely more angrier than disappointed."

They don't think they hurt Satan that bad... Did they? I mean, it's not like he's someone special to them. Satan and them just live in the same house. And share the same rooms sometimes. That's it. Right?

"Oh. I'll see to it. Hopefully I'll coax him with cats, hardcover books, and an apology. Thank you, Asmo and Beel. See you later!" MC bids adieu to the pair of brothers.

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Author's note: should I continue this? Let me know.

Merry christmas, everyone! 🌲🎅

[devildomfairy]

Do I write DiaLuci angst to fluff or satanxmc fluff?

[theslvttysimp]

●MC With PCOS or Hormonal Imbalance●

PART 2

Scenario: You are a MC with female anatomy who suffers from PCOS or a hormone imbalance. You have abnormal periods, painful cramps, and grow some facial hair. Here is how the brothers would respond!

As someone who has hypothyroidism, I feel us hormonally imbalanced people need to be represented! You are beautiful, strong, and worthy of love! If you ever need to vent about your hormonal struggles, I am all ears! Xoxo

TW: Period blood, blood on bed, weight gain, food restriction, diets, facial hair on femine face, cysts.

BelphieXmc, SatanXmc, LeviXmc, MammonXmc

BELPHIE

You were both taking a quick nap in his bed. You wake up first and to your suprise you bled on his bed and partially on his leg.

With your hormone imbalance, your period comes by suprise, not fitting a normal schedule. Sometimes you'll have it for a whole month, sometimes you won't have it for months at a time.

You frantically get up and get a cool damp rag, dabbing at the stain to get it out. You start silently crying to yourself out of frustration. Of course your period would come at the worst time ever!

Belphie flutters his eyes open. He doesn't notice the blood at first, but notices you looking distressed with tears in your eyes. " MC, what's wrong?" He sits up, sees the blood on his thigh and the stain on his bedsheets.

" I am so sorry Belphie! I am so so SO s-sorry!" You're even more frantic than before, trying so hard to get the stain out of his bed. " I- I got my period and I didn't know and-"

He grabs your wrists firmly, shocking you a little bit. " Hey, relax." You finally look up at him. His eyes are soft and he had a slight comforting smile on his face. " It's okay, I'm not mad."

Not caring at all that you have some blood in-between your legs, he pulls your wrists to pull you down on his bed to sit next to him. He wraps his arms around you and rests his head on your shoulder. He's rubbing one of your arms. " Take a deep breath and try again."

Once you gain your composure, you explain to him that you have imbalanced hormones and that your period comes without warning , not having a set schedule. You explain how mentally taxing and embarrassing it is for you.

He grabs your chin with his pointer finger and thumb, gently turns your head so you're face to face with him. He has a gentle look on his face, looking deep in to your eyes. He gives you a very soft, meaningful kiss on the lips. He then rests his forehead on yours.

" I am so sorry you have to go through that. If there is anything I can do to help, I will. I'm always here for you."

He helps you stand up and gets you changed, giving you a baggy pair of shorts. Unconcerned with the stain on his pants, he takes off his pants and tosses them in his hamper. He takes off his sheets and chucks them along with his shorts.

You both run to a nearby pharmacy and he buys you pads and tampons, along with some of your favorite snacks and apsrin ( safe for human consumption, of course. No devil asprin for you!). He's holding your hand the whole time, giving you random pecks on the cheek.

Spends the rest of the day snuggled up on you watching TV

Always has pads on in his room for you just in case you get your period unexpectedly again.

Will always check if you have a stain on the back of your pants if you ask him to check. He makes you feel so safe and so loved.

Understanding your cramps can be painful, hell pull you on his lap and gentle rub where it hurts for you. He wants you to be comfortable at all times.

Satan

You and Satan are at a library with each other. You wondered off a while ago and did your own thing, wandering through the library.

Satan wanted to show you a cool book he found about potions, so he went to go look for you. He finds you leaning on one of the shelves reading a weight loss book from down the asile. He's too far away for you to notice him, but he sees you, and he ain't happy. He instantly got this vague heat of anger rush to his head. Did someone make fun of you? Did someone make you feel insecure? He could rip this whole aisle apart right now if he wanted to just by the thought of someone calling you fat.

He takes one deep breath to calm himself down and finally walks over to you. You notice him, slap the book shut and shove it back on the shelf. " Hey Satan!" You say, hoping he didn't notice the book that was in your hand.

"MC, why were you reading that? Did someone say something to you?" He said in a concerned, slightly angry tone.

You insantly start to blush. You stay quiet for a little bit before saying, " N-no..... I noticed I gained a little weight recently, so I was just trying to look for some tips to lose a few pounds." You then explain that you have PCOS which makes it hard to lose weight but easy to gain. Talking about the subject makes you feel irritated and embarrassed. You avoid his gaze and stare at the carpeted floor.

Satan's anger melts away, but he feels his heart breaking seeing you so upset. He grabs your arms and pulls you in to a hug. He rests his hand on the back of your head and puts his lips to your ear, he whispers, " My darling, words will never be able to describe the beauty that you hold. You are utterly breathtaking." His words oozing like warm honey in to your ears, instantly relaxing you.

" I'm sorry you've been struggling silently for so long. Thank you for telling me. I will always be here to aid you in anyway I can, my love." He gently grabs your chin to have you face to face with him. He puts a hand on the back of your neck and pulls you in to a gentle kiss. He pulls back , his emerald eyes seeing in to your soul.

" No matter what your size is, you will always be perfect in my eyes."

When you guys get home he instantly orders books discussing PCOS and the human anatomy. He wants to be able to help you anyway he can.

When you have a cyst flairup, hell hold you and gently rock you to bring comfort. He is so gentle with his touches. He'll read you a story to distract you from whatever pain you may be feeling.

Keeps a watchful eye on your eating habits, he doesn't want you to restrict yourself from eating. He knows humans need food and he doesn't want you stressing over your physical looks.

If he sees a magazine with a diet fad article, he'll angrily rip it out and throw it in trash. He wants to make sure that if you just so happen to come across the magazine, he doesn't want you to be tempted by stupid diet fads.

Always loves up on your tummy, sides, and thighs. Hes in heaven! You're so warm and soft, he can't get enough!

Levi

You and Levi are gaming in his room, when a sudden sharp pain stabs you in your ovary. " Uh fuck!" You shout, dropping the controller and gripping your pelvis.

Levi yelps and pauses the game, he drops his controller and looks at you with panicked eyes. " M-Mc? A-are you alright?!" His voice is nervous . " w- what happened?! Are you hurt?!"

You nod your head " yeah, I just got a pain in my ovary...." You are beyond embarrassed. You're used to a uterine cyst bursting sometimes. It's nothing that needs urgent medical attention, but enough to cause you noticeable pain.

" I- I need to lay down." You lay on your side, facing away from him in a fetal position holding your stomach. From your position on the floor you explain to him how you have PCOS, and sometimes cysts can rupture. Though this rupture thankfully wasn't too bad, some can cause great medical complications. You explain that having PCOS makes you feel ugly and defeated. Embarrassed, you put your face in your hands while on the floor, you feel the water works coming, but you swallow them back. All Levi can hear are sniffles muffled behind your palms.

Levi was sitting right next to you the whole time, listening intently. Once he hears your sniffles he jumps up a but " H-hey! Don't cry MC!" He lays down next to you behind your back spooning you, running his fingers on your upper back to soothe you.

Blushing, he speaks quietly in to your ear. " Y-ya know... even if you think you're not pretty..... I think you're beautiful."

You grow a soft smile, you knew he was probably nervous to tell you that. You turn to be face to face with him, slightly wincing from the pain in your pelvis.

This man is bright as a tomato. " Y-you know I'm always here for you. If I could take away your pain... I would. I would go through the pain just so you w-wouldnt any day."

You smile, you grab his cheek and rub it with your thumb. " Thank you, Levi. That means a lot to me."

Being a blushing mess, he swallows the lump in his throat and gives you a kiss. Embracing him, you wrap your arm around his neck. When you pull away you rest your head on his chest, both of you looking uo at the ceiling.

" I meant what I said before, MC..... I really find you b-beautiful.... If I can help in anyway, I will..."

He orders different types of human medicine such as ibuprofen and apsrin in case you have a flair up again and need help with the pain.

Hell sit in his bathtub with you, cradling you like a baby to make sure you get sleep when you have a flair up.

Gets a Ruri-Chan reusable heat compress for when you have pelvic cramps, just for you.

He found an anime called "That One Time My Girlfriend Had A Uterine Ovary Burst And Lost My Hamster While Looking For Advil" to educate himself on PCOS.

Never stopped simping for you. In fact, he simps for you HARDER now. His MC-Chan is so strong and brave for fighting through their PCOS. Is there anything this normie can't do? You're so badass, and sexy on top of it?!

Mammon

Mammon was loitering in your room like usual, when he got curious and saw a wax warmer in your room. " Oi! What's this thing? What's that stuff inside? Might be worth something, ya know." He picks it up to inspect it.

You immediately start to blush and yank it from his hands. " It's nothing!" You were embarrassed at the fact that you had to wax so often and you totally forgot to put the warmer away. You shove the cold wax warmer in your closet and close the door shut. You might have closed it a little too hard, causing Mammon to jump a little.

" Hey, what's ya problem, human? What's so special 'bout that machine anyway? What is it?"

Defensively, you say , " It's a wax warmer! Nothing to stress about!"

" A wax warmer? What, like to wax ya eyebrows or somethin'? That ain't no big deal!"

You sigh and flop on your bed. You explain that you have a hormone imbalance which causes you to grow some facial hair. You say how you don't feel pretty when the hair grows so you constantly wax it. You start to get teary eyes and turn you face away from him. It's a very sensitive topic for you, and you're so embarrassed you're discussing this with Mammon.

" Hey hey hey, don't cry on me!" Mammon scurries over and sits next to you. He has a hand on your shoulder. " I'm sorry for grabbin' it..... I didnt know..."

You says it's okay with a quiver in your voice. Mammon moves his hand that was on your shoulder to your back, pressing lightly. " Ya know.... if ya worried about me thinkin you're not pretty or somethin..... you're wrong. You're the prettiest damn thing I've seen in my life." He's blushing hard-core at this point.

He pulls you in and hugs you on your bed. " I could be the brokest demon alive, but as long as I got ya by my side, I don't even care. No amount of grimm would take me away from ya." He kisses the top of your head and rubs your back.

" I don't want ya thinking you're not pretty. The Great Mammon promises no matter how ya look, I will always want ya."

With your tears gone, you smile and look uo at him. " D'awwww, don't look at me like that! Ya got me blushin' over here." Mammon says, averting his eyes.

You giggle and grab his chin and pull him in to a kiss. Even though he's red as a tomato, he wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you in closer.

For now on Mammon doesn't touch stuff in your room without permission. He dossnt want you getting upset ever again!

If you have noticeable stubble, he doesn't even bat an eye. He still finds you so delicious that he could pounce on you at any moment.

He stole you the newest type of wax warmer. Mammon wants you living lavish in all aspects.

Allowed you to convince him to wax his armpit. NEVER AGAIN.

On days you're feeling extra self-conscious, hell shower you in kisses all over your face, kissing every inch of that beautiful face of yours!

" Ya can't just wax one armpit! Now ya gotta do the other one or I'm gonna be uneven! Hurry up and get it over with!"

[chewie-santatoast]

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Kitty Sticker [Obey Me!: Satan/MC]

Obey Me! Masterlist

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“Satan!” MC’s voice traveled past the door to his book-cluttered room. Their knuckles gently rasped against the wood.

He glanced up from his bed, his eyes leaving the words scrawled across a long-forgotten journal that he stumbled upon in the Royal Archives. His fingers plucked a bookmark laying next to him when he saved his place. Slowly, he shifted up from his half-sitting, half-laying position and stepped over the many books to his door. He opened the door seeing MC grinning up at him.

“Yes?” he questioned, trying to deduce exactly why the human had decided to come and drag him away from his reading – not that he mined too terribly.

“I have a present for you,” they announced. It was only then that he noticed the human’s hands were behind their back. They looked off to the side and chewed on their lip. “It’s kind of stupid though, nothing major.”

He raised an eyebrow from their sudden mood change. Their excitement soon fell into self-doubt – he almost wondered if Levi had switched bodies with them. “What is it?” he pressed.

MC took a deep breath and looked back up at him. He felt his heart squeeze in the most pleasantly painful ways when his emerald eyes made eye contact with the human. They took out a small box from behind them and held it out to him.

“Do you want a kitty sticker?”

Satan forgot how to breathe. He felt a foreign warmth invade his face, his ears, and his neck. His lips parted as he tried to inhale, but nothing was working properly. He couldn’t rip his attention from the adorable, curious look MC was giving him, the box of cartoonish cat stickers, and the fact that MC had thought of him.

“You’re going to actually kill me,” he finally managed to gasp out.

“What?” MC tilted their head ever so slightly, trying to process what he had just said – like a kitten trying to learn.

Satan covered his burning face with a hand. “It’s nothing. And yes, I would like one.”

MC shook off their confusion and grinned. They held the box up to him for him to pick. He glanced at the box. His eyes laid on a sticker of two cats loving on each other – they looked suspiciously like himself and MC as cats. The hand that wasn’t covering his face shook as he pointed to the pair of cats. MC nodded and grabbed it before holding it out to him. Satan couldn’t trust himself to move and he shook his head.

“Put it on me,” he started. “Please.”

“Oh, okay,” MC hummed and peeled the backing of the sticker off. Their hands hovered over his chest. “Right here good?”

Satan nodded and swallowed down his nerves, trying to will his heart to slow down so MC wouldn’t feel just how much they were affecting him. Their hand lightly pressed onto his sweater and rubbed the sticker to stay on him. If anything, his heart sped up.

“There we go!” MC stepped back to admire their work. “Very cute! I’ll get out of your hair now.”

As soon as they appeared, they disappeared back to their room. Satan was frozen in place, staring at where MC once stood. “Did their hand linger a bit longer on me? Or was it just to make sure the sticker wouldn’t fall off? What did they mean by cute? Was it me they were talking about or the sticker? Why did they have cat stickers? What does it mean?” He mumbled to himself, overthinking every little thing.

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$$ THE BROTHERS WIN A SCRATCH OFF$$

PART 2: LeviXmc, SatanXmc, AsmoXmc, BelphieXmc

Scenario: You gift your favorite demon a scratch off ticket from a nearby Devildom gas station. Turns out it's a winner! 10 million grimm!

!!!!Not proof read!!!

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Asmo

"Ooooooo, thank you MC! You are so sweet! You didn't have to gift me anything, I'm perfectly happy with your kisses!~"

Uses a coin to scratch it off because he wouldn't dare dirty is nails. He needs to look good for you 24/7.

" oh my, 10 million grimm!" He covers his mouth with his beautiful fingers in shock

" You must be my lucky charm! Come here I want to give you smooches!"

Attacking your face with kisses while hugging you. Most likely slid his hand down to give your butt a quick squeeze ( he's the avatar of lust, he can't help it.)

" Come on baby, we're going shoppiiing!~" He grabs your hand and he brings both of you to numerous high end beauty stores.

" Pick out whatever you like, love! I think you would look STUNNING in this purple lipstick!"

He's using this shopping spree to spoil you rotten. He has you try on a bunch of different makeup, clothes, and accessories. You look so adorable he wants to gobble you up.

When you head home he will absolutely make you put on a fashion show for him with all the clothing and makeup he bought you.

" You look so amazing my dear... now take it all off so you'll look ever better~"

Levi

Is absolutely screaming on the inside because you just gifted him something. Who would want to give a present to a worthless otaku? He's a blushing mess. " Th-thank you MC"

Uses a sword from one of his action figures to scratch the ticket.

"Ah!..... 10 million grimm?! MC I could buy the limited edition underwater octopus Ruri-Chan figurine with that! Thank you so much MC-chan!"

At your feet kissing them. I swear this demon is such a simp for you

You pull him up from the floor and give him a quick little peck on the lips. " you're so very welcome Levi" you say with a soft smile

Okay, you just broke this man. You swear you saw him glitch. Give him a minute to reboot.

After he rebooted, you both sit on the floor, and he starts ordering stuff off of Akuzon. He buys you your own own controller for his console. A controller only YOU can use. He also buys you your own beanbag chair and headset to keep in his room for your gaming sessions. His brothers are never allowed to touch it.

He secretly purchases some spicy cosplay outfits he wants you to try on for him. He's to nervous to tell you until you find them in his closet one day and decide to put on a show for him.

Satan

Slightly confused you handed him a scratch ticket, he thought it was a bookmark at first.

" Why thank you, MC. I think I've read something about these tickets. I heard they're very common in your world."

Leans on the book he is reading to scratch the ticket off.

Holds the ticket up closer to the lamp je was using to read to see it better. "Well, look at that. A winner." He turns to you and smiles. " Thank you, kitten. I truly appreciate you."

Plants a solid kiss on your forehead and wraps his arm around your shoulders and finishes up the chapter he was reading before bringing you to the bookstore.

Romantically kissed you in an aisle in the bookstore. This wrathy demon melts on you like butter. He is so happy.

Is more happy he has an excuse to hold your hand and shop with you at a bookstore than being a millionaire.

Will at some point in the day drag you to an animal shelter to adapt a few cats.

Will have you help him hide the cats in his room so Lucifer doesn't flip shit.

Ordered you a kitty lingerie outfit for you to try on later. He's gonna make you puurrrr~

Also ordered some rope to attempt to tie Lucifer up later.

Belphie

You didn't want to wake him up so you leave the ticket under his pillow like a little scratch off fairy.

You're chilling in your room when your door bursts open. "MC, let's go." Belphie has the scratched-off ticket in his hand. He takes your wrist and brings you to the nearest bedding store.

Asks your opinions on several plush pillows. He wants you to pick out pillows for both of you to sleep with, along with some soft blankets to snuggle with.

Glances over at you with loved filled sleepy eyes every once in a while. Finally your eyes lock with each other.

" I never got the chance to thank you, MC." He takes both of his hands and cups your cheeks, presses a sleepy kiss on yout lips.

You both go home and head to the attic

He sets up all his newly bought pillows and blankets, flops down on his back on the plush surface and holds his arms out to you.

You lay on his body and snuggle until you both fall asleep.

He may have just bought hundreds of pillows, but you will always be his favorite thing to snuggle.

He secretly can't wait to hear your moans muffled by the new pillows later

I'm so sorry if this is ass, but this was fun to make!!