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Belphie & Satan tried to make the Anti-Lucifer League into an official club at RAD except they named it the Fuck Lucifer Club and Diavolo showed up so they joined the astronomy & literature clubs instead
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valsdelulucorner · 1 month
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I love the way you write for Obey me characters. It fits nicely, that I enjoyed reading all of them. I had to make sure I’m requesting a character you haven’t done yet.
I would love to read Satan headcanons.
Thank you so much anon<3 of course I can do Satan, I haven't done him yet so I'll be happy to write for him
Satan Head cannons<3
Satan is always abit insecure when it comes to Lucifer, always being mistaken for him even though they are vastly different. He always gets mad at someone for comparing him to or calling him Lucifer and for a valid reason, he feels like he is just a cheep copy of him, that he isn't as loved by lucifer because he was born once lucifer fell
Once you came to the Devildom though, he was surprised that you never compared him to lucifer (out loud) or even mistaken him for Lucifer. He grew to appreciate you more when he overheard you correct one of his brothers when they were comparing him to Lucifer, overhearing you point out the differences and saying that they were different people. He never told you he heard you say this but he appreciates you for it, glad that you see him as his own person and not just a clone of Lucifer
Satan has gotten better at controlling his wrath but that doesn't mean it doesn't show, his anger can be explosive when triggered and we see this when he almost badly hurt us that one time. After the pact and when he started to grow closer with you, he discovered that he is alot calmer with you and that your not one of his triggers, but instead one of his methods of calming down
When Satan goes into one of his episodes, his brothers will either sprint up to you and use you as a shield (they know satan wont hurt you), his brothers will drag you down and try and make him calm down, or his will make his way to find you and rant to you. If your resting in his room and he storm in in his demon form, he will rant to you while throwing books around, making sure that none of them hit you and will try not to snap at you.
Satan normally feels really bad after a episode so if your there with him, he will lay with you and hold onto you tightly, mumbling apologies and "I hate feeling this angry", still in his demon form while he holds onto you. He holds you in his tail while he buries his face into your neck or chest, holding onto you while you either play with his hair or read to him. You help him calm down, he cant be more greatful to you whenever your there supporting him
Satan loves taking you on library, cafe, museum and book dates. He will take your hand and gently lead you around a library or museum, leading you around and softly going on about where some ancient text came from, where certain artifacts where founded. His favourite date idea though is a winter Cafe trip before renting some books from the library out, heading back home before cuddling up on the sofa and enjoying your food and books Infront of the fireplace
If you come to the devildom as a writer or a artist, he will make a few requests. As a writer, he would absolutely love to read anything you write and make a few requests about some ideas he's been wanting to write about, extremely happy when you do end up writing for him. He would Tresure it forever and make sure to keep it in a collection that no one is allowed to touch, only for his eyes to see. As a artist, he would give you a little list of attributes and traits and politely ask if you could draw a character from a book for him. wither your a writer or a artist, he would love and treasure your creations
I love the head cannon that Satan uses his tail as a whip, which gives me the idea that he can use his tail in combat. His tail is sharp but he can also close up his scales to make it smooth and harmless, the mode he uses to cuddle and hold you with. When he's threatened or pissed however, he will puff up his scales and harden them, making his tail sharp and dangerous. His tail can get very dirty after occasions like this so it is mandatory for him to clean his tail so he doesn't get a infection.
If you offered to help him clean his tail, he would absolutely refuse to let you touch his tail in the state its in, he doesn't want to accidently hurt you. He does appreciate it though if you sit next to him and just keep him company while he cleans his tail, having you hand him cleaning products while he scrubs in-between his sharp scales. He deeply appreciates you more then you know, even if its just something like sitting next to him while he cleans his tail of dirt and blood
He loves having you lay on his lap while he reads late into the night, playing with your hair as he reads a book, admiring your sleeping face from time to time. His tail gently holds your waist or wraps around your legs while you sleep against his thighs, subconsciously making sure your safe and sound while he continues to read. He loves to rest on your lap aswell, sleeping peacefully against your thighs as your fingers play with his hair. His tail wraps around your ankle and calf while he cuddles into you, a quite purr coming from his chest as he nuzzles into your belly
He calls you his darling, his muse, and his rose.
If he accidentally hurts you during one of his fits, he feels extremely guilty after he calms down. He goes to find you and tries not to grimace when he finds you patching yourself up, sighing softly before going to help you. Non stop apologies slip from his laps as he patches you up properly, his heart sinking as he makes sure you are properly ok. He gets so much more careful with you after this experience, making sure your not in the room when he gets violent
Satan does his research on humans and will randomly drop one of the most traumatizing facts about humans before just going on about his day, thinking he will impress you with these facts. "Hey my darling, did you know that [A random traumatizing fact about humans that will completely ruin your day]" "Satan..... darling...." *Proud of himself thinking he impressed you"
"Im scared I might loose myself and hurt you" "I'll still stand beside you"
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Two fics in one day, im feeling good! I honestly really struggled with Satan because i don't normally write about him but i liked this! I hope I did Satan alright anon and i hope you enjoyed!
Who should i do next?
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diatiddiess · 1 year
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Fan questions for the demon bros answered by Obey Me's official fb page back in 2019
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magiertama · 7 months
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Happy Birthday to this Fluffball of a Cat-lover Bookworm! Happy Birthday Satan!
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belphegorey · 26 days
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⌜tutelage, satan⌟ all he could teach you was rage ships ⎯⎯ satan x afab!reader tropes ⎯⎯ fingering, rivalry, biting, slight blood mentions
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His touch set fire to your skin. Energy pulsed in your veins with his every glance. Throbbing in your head turned to harsh pounding with every passing second. The throbbing ache in your head returned without fail each day you saw him.
“Are all humans stupid or are you simply a special case?”
“Go fuck yourself,”
Satan. He was an incubus for your rage. Constantly probing at your problems, your intellect, your demeanour — your species too, of course — before feasting on your soul. A shark, watching the newest swimmer dangle their delicious body in the water.
Even for the personification of wrath, he was infuriating. Your fingernails had left permanent indents in your palm from the fists you always held. Lines had formed along your face from your constant glares. Your voice grew hoarse each day from the shouting.
And yet, whenever his lips made works of art along your thighs, you craved more. The fire he created on your skin was an aphrodisiac. The wicked grin he wore made your mind burn red and your cunt drip sweet honey. The poetry he spilled, even when they insulted you, unlocked the passage to your body’s inferno.
And only Satan had the key. An infuriating ouroboros cycle.
“There is a reason I was asked to teach you, kitten. You’re just too dumb on your own.”
“And yet I managed to get results just as good as yours without your tutelage.”
The ache in your back was a spark of delicious agony. Countless books indented your spine. Your actions held zero hesitation despite your words. His actions showed nothing but eagerness and his words agreed. You’d grown used to his rage-inducing contradictions.
The cold air on your body felt like burning fires. His fingers drew the art of Van Gogh on your skin. Dark runes and symbols, a beautiful night sky, his touch turned your body to canvas. Torn fabric were your petals as you bloomed along the oak table.
“It’s a waste. I know what you truly are. Look how you went along with what I command. You should simply serve as my pet.”
“We both know that is what you want. You wouldn’t get any of your work done if I was there calling you… what, exactly? Master?”
His teeth brought blood to the surface of your skin, hot and burning as it pooled on your collarbone. Your fingers found their place in his hair. Passion fumed in your loins and you pulled on his head. His quick grunt made you smile in victory.
The intrusion of his fingers inside of you halted your mind. The honey that Satan teased you over each day dripped down his knuckles. Squelching echoed in the library, your hushed moans joining in harmony. The ammunition loaded into his arsenal, you could feel the smugness in his lack of words.
If not for the bulge against your thigh, you would think it was nothing more than fuel for his already throbbing ego. His fingers curled and you contorted to his will. Whimpers broke through the seal of your teeth in your lips. The books in your spine turned blissful pain into an erotic pleasure.
“So loud tonight, kitten. Could it be you want everyone to finally know who it is you crave?”
“No one is going to find out about this.”
The hateful grip on your waist tightened in strength. Your eyes fluttered shut in the throws of the pleasure. All your senses — it all echoed him. Even without seeing him, his image was burning behind your eyelids. His cologne, a warmth of familiarity tied with dusty books, had your heart thumping.
All you could feel was him. His touch. His hair. His lips. His teeth. The fingers within your walls thrusted deep within. Slow. His torture was evil. You desired more, you desired the fire that only Satan could offer. He knew it. He could sense it. He ate at it like the proper demon he was.
“Say it. Relinquish your illusions and beg.”
“Please Master, I need you.”
The smirk he wore burned the skin of your neck. Your eyes dressed in tears as his fingers graced you with what you needed. He reached the places your fingers could never graze. Your thighs parted further for his approval, and he returned to the area where he stood each night. A horrific cycle that you adored repeating.
You felt his erection between your legs, pressed against his magic hand. Panting tangled with whimpers left you, your walls tight around his fingers keeping them warm. Kitten. He repeated it. You were no one’s pet, especially his. Yet, when the name was whispered you couldn’t help the mewl that played. A good pet. A good toy.
“Do it again. Do it for your master.”
“Nngh,”
Your high was near. He must sense it building in your desperation. The fingers creating your lust moved faster, deeper. The intent was delicious. You grasped at his soft hair, tugging and moaning in need.
A puppet. You were his puppet and he tugged perfectly on your strings.
When it came, your crescendo bounded between the library walls as slick desire pooled down his fingers. The touch of his hand on your hip, still burning red, was gentle as your body shuddered beneath him. That was the part that confused you most. Wrath, pure rage personified, being protective and almost soft. It never lasted long. Not long enough to properly change your mind.
“Now get up and write your essay, neither of us want to be here any longer than we have to.”
“Oh, go fuck yourself, Satan.”
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noxinara · 1 month
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POV: You've successfully pranked Lucifer
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Thought I'd share a current, semi-colored WIP sketch I'm making of Satan before I re-line and render with actual color.
I got so impatient and decided that I needed a version NOW.
I love him so much you guys have no idea🥺
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femdomdiaries · 8 months
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Kinktober “Day 2”: Roleplay
Sub!Satan x Reader Drabble
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Warning/Desc: 700+ word drabble, electro stim, general narrative violence, 18+ nsfw content, hand job, sex toys, edging, bondage, dom/sub relationship, is gender neutral but mentions heeled boots
Synopsis: You and Satan roleplay as a dirty detective and a crime boss.
A/N: Took a bit longer but that’s cuz it’s a bit better than the first. Next one will likely be just as slow, if not slower bc i don’t have any ideas for it smh. And I call these drabbles cuz they don’t feel like fics but they also feel a bit too long for drabbles? Idk. Format later.
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The heels of your boots click heavy against the linoleum, echoing through the dimly lit room, catching the attention of the blindfolded figure seated in the center. Frustration etches his face as he tugs pointlessly against his restraints, which have him completely bound to the chair. His voice trembles as he demands, "Who's there?"
You approach without a word, closing the distance until you're within arm's reach. When you're finally close enough, you run your fingers through his sweaty blond locks, feigning it as an affectionate touch before roughly yanking his head back. The resulting sound from him almost makes you break character. Almost.
"Do you know why you are here, detective?" You ask him, your voice taking on an authoritative tone. You move your free hand to slide his blindfold down and lift his chin, forcing him to look you in the eyes.
After locking gazes with you for just a tad bit longer than necessary, he jerks his face from your grasp. "What's the meaning of this, MC? I demand an explanation."
The dim lighting accentuates the eerie shadow cast across your face as you curl your lips into a sneer. "You don't get to make demands, traitor." When Satan's eyes widen in surprise, you nod affirmatively. "That's right. We've had eyes on you for a long time. Ever since Lucifer uncovered your little embezzling operation. Thought that was off the books, didn’t ya?"
Satan barely manages to stifle a laugh at your choice of backstory. You make a note to punish him a little extra for that.
"I haven't done anything," he retorts, voice laced with defiance, "You don't have any proof."
You respond with a skeptical raised eyebrow before sliding a hand beneath the waistband of your pants. His gaze fixates on you, and a flush gradually tinges his cheeks. "What are you doing?" he stammers, his voice betraying a hint of nervousness.
With deliberate slowness, you withdraw your hand, bringing with it a pack of meticulously rolled documents. His eyebrows furrow, and he starts to object, "Pockets have a purpose—"
"Silence, traitor." You slap him across the face with the rolled paper, earning a lip bite. "This is the proof. Documents, photos, all of it evidence of your crimes, of your betrayal."
You fail to hide your excitement, and Satan's eyes widen further, realization dawning on him. "...You've been planning this."
You shake your head and manage a disappointed expression. "I was hoping you'd come to your senses. I vouched for you time and time again but now it seems you've left me no choice."
Satan replies with resignation, "What are you going to do, kill me?"
"Unfortunately, you're of no use to me dead," you explain, moving with deliberate slowness as you circle around him, the echo of your footsteps only adding to the rising anticipation. Reaching the table behind him, you slide a sleek black briefcase towards you and pop open the clasp. You brush your hand over its contents, hand lingering on the arrangement of electro stim toys. "However," you continue, "your crimes will not go unpunished."
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Satan whimpers as you stroke him again, flinching back when the shock transfers from your finger attachments to the shaft of his cock. Your other hand maneuvers a wand across his body, lingering on his chest and dancing around his nipples. Physically, he’s a mess. His demon form manifested involuntarily about four ruined orgasms ago, and now his tail lashes out aimlessly around the legs of his chair, mostly because he knows you’ll worsen the punishment if he tries to touch himself with it. His hair clings to the sweat coating his forehead, eyes once again blindfolded but failing to conceal the tears of frustration rolling down his cheeks.
When his breath gets irregular and he starts bucking his hips against the restraints, you pull back all at once. He cries out at the loss of touch and moans in discomfort, a sign that you have once again effectively ruined his orgasm.
With a predatory smirk, you lean in close, your breath hot against his ear. “How about this: I’ll let you go, but only if you can count up to the exact sum of money you embezzled. Starting at one and ending, hm, somewhere around a couple hundred thousand?”
Satan’s hips give one last weak thrust, which you discourage by slapping his cock and watching it bounce back against his abdomen. He whimpers. "Please, M-MC, I—I need to come. It hurts. I—"
You make a shushing sound, effectively quieting him. "You're breaking character, detective. Now let’s hear those numbers. One…" You start stroking him again.
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mammonswhore · 5 months
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Imagine the silly little doings of the routine when you are starting to fall in love with the brohers.
Passing Levi by in the corridor as you are both at RAD and blushing when you both look again to see the other. No words needed.
Going grocery shopping with Satan, eyeing every product that you don´t need but you still find yourself curious, you could spend hours having little chit chats with him while doing mundane things.
Dusting off the furniture of Lucifer's office without him knowing so he won't have to do it himself. Lucifer folding your clothes when you forget them around places.
Playing board games in silence with Beel to keep his mind off food for a while. In return he sometimes start talking about things he likes besides food and the little mishaps of every day at the gym or with the family just to fill the silence with something.
Rearranging Belphies closet with him and listening to his stories as you both start finding old clothes, notepads, drawings and trinkets because he is messy like that. Little fashion shows are not very usual but they are super fun when they happen.
Doing chores in the same room with Mammon while listening to music, both of you finding it less of a hassle when you are having fun. Making little jokes and word games to entertain yourselves that end up being inside jokes.
Helping Asmo rearrange his makeup and skin care products,putting on masks, talking about everything that's been bothering each other about everyone, throwing small things at each other to have fun,doing some cleaning and having a sleepover with the usual unfunny jokes that make you wheeze before falling asleep.
After having the joyful experience of being a family again,for them it's the littke kind gestures of love and care.
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l3viat8an · 1 year
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MC: Did you steal one of the neighbour’s garden gnomes again? They’ve been standing out there glaring at them suspiciously for the past 30 minutes.
Satan: Nah, I got bored of that months ago. I’ve actually been adding new ones to their collection every few days for a couple of weeks now. I was wondering how long it would take them to figure it out.
MC:….You’re a menace to society.
Satan:*grinning* Thank you. I try.
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5mary5 · 14 days
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Havent logged in the game for a few days and are we sure that the man in the middle is Satan???? Where is his blond hair??? Why does he have six fingers?? Is this official art??
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devildomwriter · 2 months
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Satan & Animals Cats
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alexxncl · 1 month
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masterlist | drabbles/hcs
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briefly mentioned this in my post talking about the boys' familiars, but is it confirmed that the feathers on satan's boa are the feathers from the wings lucifer ripped off during the fall?
if that's the case, than his self-hatred and hatred for lucifer were probably way stronger early on than i initially thought. imagine being born of nit only lucifer's wrath, but his grief, and only being seen as a personification of that wrath, not as your own person
the feathers would serve as a constant reminder of internal (somewhat irrational) fear that he's not in fact his own person, instead a carbon copy of the worst parts of the person he hates the most, but is also the most similar to
he's happy that he got a boa instead of reconstructed wings, though. wings would be too much of a reminder
he's not only insecure about his place as a demon, but his place in the family that he was forced into. he takes his anger out on lucifer the most because he's so intrinsically connected to his very being, and he hates the fact that he wouldn't exist without him
he hates the fact that he knows nothing about the world he was thrust into, the people he's forced to live with, the dynamic of their family that's obviously been severely altered due to his sudden addition
he feels like his existence ruined the lives of the people he can't help but care about, because some of the love lucifer felt for his brothers was transferred to satan during his birth. he didn't know why he loved them at first, but after he got a handle on his sin, he grew to realize that he loved his new family almost as much as lucifer did, even if he doesn't always understand them or their mannerisms or their relationships with each other
he ends up not hating his boa as much. it's the closest thing to wings he'll get, anyways
people have probably (definitely) talked about this before but i wanted to add my 2 cents yk yk
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bite-sized-devil · 1 year
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Please reblog so I can find out the fandoms favourite. 🌻
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ahcrie4help · 6 months
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My Personal HeadCannon(s) on the Demon Bros’ (+ Dia) Height(s) ~!!
Now, I know their heights have been “confirmed”-ish, but I just don’t accept that they would have just “normal” height measurements 🤥. Even in their human forms, I think they would be way above average heights cause they are still DEMON AVATARS OF HELL- or whatever so.. I also believe some of them vary when in their human and/or demon forms 😌
From Shortest to Tallest:
Asmodeus - 5 ‘10 (Stays the same in both forms)
Belphegor - 5 ‘11 (6 ‘0 in demon form)
Mammon - 6 ‘0 (Stays the same in both forms (not including horns tho))
Leviathan - 6 ‘2 (stays the same in both forms (not including horns))
Satan - 6 ‘2.5 (6 ‘3 in demon form)
Lucifer - 6 ‘4 (Stays the same MAYBE 6 ‘4.5 🙄 (not including horns))
Beelzebub - 6 ‘6 (6 ‘8 in demon form)
Diavolo - 6 ‘8 ( A whopping 7 ‘0 in his demon form 🤭🤤)
Extra:
I like always felt that Belphie was the shortest but apparently that is not the case, so I tried to at least stay a little cannon 🤷
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jinxthejubilee · 2 months
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HAPPY DEVILDAY! 💝😈💝
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Happy anniversary to Obey Me! Nightbringer!
Even though I haven't played the game yet and have kind of fallen out of the fandom, I appreciate how you all are still going strong!
It's been an amazing ride, so thank you all! And a very special thank you to all the voice actors. I wish you all the best!
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ankiebitez · 7 months
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spoilers for obey me
crazy as hell seeing people treat mephisto like he's the worst character to exist when the other characters that are well liked have done similar things.
like in the most recent lesson mephisto sets up lucifer to have to eat solomons cooking and everyone is acting like hes the worst for that but satan literally put a curse on lucifer before to transfer the pain he felt from solomons cooking to lucifer so he'd feel it twice as much and satans still well liked
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