#sorry i used your ask as an avenue for this hhhhh

[rsmrymnt-tea]

tell me. about your satan brainrot. i wish to hear of it. "how do people get the courage to post smut of their oc x canon" becAUSE CRINGE IS DEAD AND OC SHIPPING IS SEXY!!! show it to me!! i want to see!

uwu for real i've just been ultra hype for satan and i'd be happy to hear abt your ships with him~ tell me. all the dynamics. sfw or nsfw, either is fine. if you want to ofc <3

If cringe is dead then why do I feel like dying when I post my writing >.< (/hj I know it’s just a matter of like… getting used to it…)

Talking about those two specifically aaaaaa gosh… I have this ask from Gray where I put down a bunch of headcanons for them, both sfw and nsfw! And anything I reblog/post that’s about them or makes me think of them gets tagged with #flos ira (<- was too shy to just straight up use dolasatan so I made a tag for it in what’s likely grammatically incorrect Latin)

Whenever I write them alone they’re usually pretty playful with each other if they’re not working on anything? And for some reason I just decided that the littlest things can get them going… Like Satan watching Dola put on some lip balm before bed a little too closely >.> Might post that thing if I ever get to editing it, but idk… I’m awful at writing out smut >.>

Lately the DolaSatan brainrot’s been about both the sfw and nsfw parts of like… Learning how to be in a relationship? Like how they navigate dealing with Satan’s anger, or how Dola learns to let herself be vulnerable around him. This morning I was thinking about Dola getting her first glimpse at Satan’s feelings regarding having never been an angel—like she knew that he was born the same day Lilith died, but it never truly clicked that that meant that Satan’s only been a demon, and didn’t have the same history the rest of the brothers did with each other. (This was definitely spurred on by Erin’s angel wings post like sdgfsdjhsgdjf oh my god less than 10 minutes after waking up I was crying in bed I—)

The scene in my head was this: the demon brothers + Dola are all at Diavolo’s private beach. Is it the same as the first beach event? Who knows. But the first night they’re there, the six youngest of the seven are out on the shore, excitedly pointing at the night sky. The stars are different tonight; it seems that the constellations aren’t of the Devildom’s but of the human world’s, and the brothers—the twins especially—happily show off their surprisingly extensive knowledge of the art in the cosmos.

Dola hears names she hadn’t heard them mention before—Michael, Raphael, Uriel, Gabriel, and more. It wasn’t hard to guess that they were the names of angels they knew in the Celestial Realm, some having taught them all about the stories behind each little drawing in the sky. Lucifer confirms as much when he appears next to her, watching his brothers fondly. There was a twinge of something she couldn’t quite place in his expression, but knowing his history with the Celestial Realm, she decides to stay quiet. The others may still be able to reminisce fondly of their days as angels, but Lucifer had his reasons for not sharing the same feelings, and the lack of a third pair of wings when she’d heard he originally had six was proof of that.

She looks to the others again and sees that whatever excitement Satan had earlier had faded, replaced with what was clearly a mask portraying mild interest as he listens to his brothers. Dola watches him, concerned, when Lucifer speaks up again.

‘Satan must be bored,’ he muses. ‘He’s learned everything there is to learn about your realm’s stars from his books. My brothers rehashing everything from what they learned as fledglings must be tedious to have to listen to.’

Dola looks up at him, confused. ‘I suppose so,’ she agrees. Why wouldn’t she when it was clear on his face that he’d rather not be there anymore? So she takes out her DDD and sends him a text, offering whatever she could that sounded interesting to bail him out of there.

His face lights up when he sees that he’d gotten a text from her. Without making his eagerness to leave too obvious, he excuses himself and returns to Dola—but not without raising a suspicious brow at Lucifer as they enter their rented home. Lucifer just watches them go, sighing in relief.

Dola doesn’t think much of what Lucifer said or of Satan’s sudden disinterest in his brothers’ excitement, though both things did tell her that something was off—normally Satan would’ve taken the chance to teach his brothers what he knew, wouldn’t he? And between all six of them, only Belphie could really match his knowledge when it came to the stars… But even then, he’d still contribute. In bed she asks him if he was okay and as expected, he says he’s fine.

‘Why do you ask?’

‘No reason, I just thought you seemed a little off earlier. I must’ve overthought it.’

Satan smiles at her, but it was only half as genuine as he’d liked. He reassures her that he’s alright, just tired from the day. Dola doesn’t quite buy it, but lets it slide, thinking it either truly was nothing or that he simply wasn’t ready to talk about it yet. She kisses him goodnight and holds him a little tighter tonight before drifting off to sleep.

But somehow she wakes up alone in bed. It’s ten past midnight and Satan wasn’t anywhere in the room. She figures he left for the bathroom when something outside catches her eye. From the window she sees a familiar figure sitting alone on the shore, looking up at the sky. Dola presses a hand to the glass and watches him for a few moments more. How did he manage to leave without waking her up? How long has he been there?

Those questions can be asked later, she thought. She quickly gets up and pulls on a jacket—one of his that he’d brought knowing that the Devildom seaside would be uncomfortable cold for her—before quietly making her way past the others’ bedrooms, down the stairs, and out the door. She approaches him, purposely making enough noise to let him know she’s near. He doesn’t turn around.

‘Satan?’ she calls out to him. Despite the silence, she takes a seat next to him. She brushes her hand against his, the weight of the worry in her chest lifting ever so slightly when he intertwined their fingers. The crashing of the waves onto the shore was the only thing filling the silence. She draws little patterns on the back of his hand with her thumb.

Minutes pass without a single word exchanged before he spoke up.

‘What did Lucifer tell you earlier?’ he asks. He turns at her, expectant.

‘All he told me was that you must be bored listening to your brothers talk about the human world’s stars,’ she answers. She meets his eyes and see the beginnings of a fire calming down.

‘I see…’

She gives his hand a light squeeze. What did he assume he told her? ‘Satan, my love, what’s wrong?’

He blinks—hesitant, unsure. But takes a deep breath before facing the sea.

‘My brothers,’ he began, sighing. ‘They were all angels. Each one of them spent eons with each other and other angels in the Celestial Realm where it’s eternally day.

Some angels who’d been to the human world caught sight of what the night looked like, but they couldn’t stay to admire the dark beauty of it. Angels weren’t allowed to linger for long up there which only fueled their curiosity… Especially their curiosity of the twinkling, distant stars in the night sky.’

Satan’s brow furrows as he speaks, his gaze now down to the sand between his feet. ‘So Michael, the Archangel, once Lucifer’s closest companion among the Seraph, had a planetarium built near the palace. It bore the same constellations as your world, and Michael himself taught every curious angel what each star was and what each constellation meant. He taught my brothers everything they knew about your sky.’ He pauses to turn to Dola, who’d been watching him as he spoke. He’d been trying to remain composed but his eyes betrayed him—she sees hints of longing, of frustration that he’s fighting to push back.

Finally, it clicks. And it makes her heart ache.

‘I only know all this because my brothers have told me about it,’ Satan explains. He takes a brief, deep breath. ‘I was a part of Lucifer even during his time as an angel, yet I can only remember mere fragments of that part of my existence. Nothing clear enough to make heads or tails of, not even enough to know what Michael’s lessons were like, or even what my own brothers were like.

It’s like I was never there,’ he said, his eyes swirling with emotion. ‘Like only Lucifer existed despite me knowing that I was seeing the world through his eyes.’ He lets go of Dola’s hand to dig his fingers into the sand, his frustration finally reaching the surface. She gently calls his name as she begins to rub circles on his back, calming him down enough for him to take in a few deep breaths. Satan reaches for her once most of the tension left his body, wrapping an arm around her shoulders and pulling her close. Her warmth comforted him, and reminded him that there was someone he could confide in—despite his earlier frustration, just having been able to finally tell someone all this and listen made his heart feel even just a little bit lighter.

Dola rests her head on his shoulder, her arm naturally snaking around his waist. It’s only when his breathing had fully calmed that she spoke again.

‘Do you wish you could remember everything?’ she gently asked, lifting her head up to look at him. ‘That his memories that stayed with you were clearer?’

‘Despite everything, no,’ he answered. ‘The earliest memory I can vividly recall was my creation, and to me that establishes the biggest difference between me and Lucifer.

That while he was once the most beloved of angels, I have only been a demon.’

[rsmrymnt-tea]

"#sorry i used your ask as an avenue for this hhhhh" you dummy (affectionate),, i literally asked for it,,, and u delivered,, crash course lesson number 1 in posting oc/mc stuff, IT IS OKAY FWEIND,,

anyways your ship sounds very fun!!!! "watching Dola put on some lip balm before bed a little too closely" like just,,, littol things,, it makes the love feel so much more sincere when they will romanticize whatever random things are just happening around them, like, aWHHH,,

i am also a fan of like. very equal relationships,,!! they're both learning something, they're both trying their best, they both have a ways to go but a lot of compassion for one another.

outsider!satan who feels set apart from his brothers is such an underutilized aspect of his character, but it really is there, they went out of their way to put it in season 3 and i loveeee it, it's sweet to see you capitalizing on that~

and AAAUUUUUGH Satan looked up all this stuff about stars while the brothers are all reminiscing things like LUCIFER HE'S LONELY, HE FEELS LEFT OUT, BE A FUCKING DAD ALREADY KDJHFLHGF,,

it's sweet that Dola notices his discomfort, tries to help him out,, man, imagine someone helping Satan express his feelings and listening to them,, the intimacy between them on the beach is so sweet, so soft, and Satan's frustrations are just. Augh. I feel it, I see it, I really do.

"That while he was once the most beloved of angels, I have only been a demon." :'( POOR SATAN,,, Lucifer chose to fall and give everything up and Satan was only just stuck with his lot in life no matter what, and feels like he can't create an identity for himself when Lucifer has re-invented himself once over, had everything when Satan struggles to have anything of his own.

Anyways I think it was nice, you did lovely!! GO SHIP!!! YOUR OC WITH CONFIDENCE!!! IT'S VERY NICE!! <3

>.< Getting that last ask out definitely made me feel better about posting oc x character stuff, for sure! And it hit me that pretty much everyone here who like, matters to me has been really supportive and encouraging about me posting oc stuff so it’s really just me who’s the problem >.>;;

Thank you for thinking they sound fun! I really adore those posts from reddit spouses where they’re kind of just obsessed in the most wholesome/romantic ways with their partner even years into being together and I just—🥺!! Plus just being inspired by the other to grow and learn and do their best to Be and Stay Together I’m so aaaaaaaaa

(Really I just. I’m projecting everything I want in a relationship and then some onto these two + DolaSol and it’s very fulfilling while also probably part of why I feel so shy about posting about them >.<)

dfgsdhfkgj and YES!! Outsider!Satan being introduced as like an Actual Thing in S3 had me and my angst loving brain foaming at the mouth!! Like I think it started being touched upon by the fandom because of the angel event sort of reminding everyone that he’s only known the Devildom and his brothers as demons (just speculating here, but wasn’t actually around when Angelic Demons came out) but having him actually mention it??? Ugh. Then Lesson 51??? 52????????? Those two lessons still live pretty rent-free in my head and were some of the first I re-wrote for Dola even before I had actually reached those lessons myself aaaa

Also!!! sdhfjkdhf thank for you the lovely words ;w; ;w; ;w; Truly believe that Satan desperately needs someone to listen to him and take him seriously for the things he can never truly open up to his brothers about. I used to think that maybe he’d talk to Asmo about some of the stuff on his mind but, well, my mind has been changed quite a lot >.>;;;;;;

Tbh rereading it I wish I put in more comfort and reassurance from Dola beyond her listening to him and soothing him as his emotions start to get to him >.> but I didn’t know what she would’ve said and I also don’t know if she’d know what to say because it’s just a lot. And I was also getting lightheaded from sleep deprivation >.> May polish off that thing one day? Legit only realized I wrote a Whole Thing halfway through lol

But yeah dfshgdjg Thinking a lot and often about Satan who’s just… Had to work extra, extra hard to get to where he is :(