#om satan

[katsuwifey]

like a moth to a flame,,,

[tsukii0002]

Mammon: Mc, I swear I'm researching human culture so I can get to know you better! *with tears in his eyes*

Mc: You're lying *dramatic*, you don't even know which civilization ruled during the Pleistocene jellyfish era.

Mammon: !!! I'll try harder! I promise.

Satan: Mc…

Mc: Yes?

Satan: I have to say, I don't know anything about the Pleistocene jellyfish era either.

Mc: Oh, that's because it doesn't exist, I made it up.

Satan: Why would you do that?

Mc: To keep Mammon away from gambling for a few days.

Satan: *speechless*

Mc: Lucifer has already given him a warning, and this way he'll spend a few days studying hard. I feel bad for him… but at least it works.

Satan: I admire the way you love my brother, Mc, and I respect you for your efforts in this lost cause.

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[zephyrexxia]

✧ ー⁠ In Satan we thrust !!!!

✧ ー⁠ Version w/o the overlays below the cut ↓↓↓

[bbakpaww]

You had another trip to the human world, mostly because you needed to show your face before everyone started thinking you were kidnapped again. Which was not completely wrong, but it had happened too many times, and you were tired of explaining that you were just “traveling for a long time.” (Lies)

Still, your most beloved demons didn’t trust you at all. So this time, they decided to send their familiars with you for protection, no matter how much you argued.

At first, it sounded fine. Company was nice. But then it start to irritate you because the crow kept pecking your head, Levi’s snake liked to wrap around your legs at random times and nearly gave you a heart attack, and Beel’s flies buzzed so loudly you were constantly scared you’d accidentally squash it. You were already tired, and it was only the second day.

Today, you were sitting in a café with an old friend, trying to catch up like normal people do. Except nothing about this was normal. People around you kept staring and whispering. Even your friend was sweating nervously.

“Are those… necessary?” your friend asked carefully, pointing at the peacock calmly sitting beside you.

“Yes,” you answered right away, not even hesitating. You're lucky you both can find a cafe that is pet friendly.

They shrugged slowly. Somehow, you had gotten weirder since the last time they saw you. Maybe that “long trip” really did something to you. Before they could say more, the peacock suddenly made a loud noise and started pecking your cheek and head, clearly demanding attention.

It spread its tail proudly, feathers shining beautifully, only to smack you straight in the face. Little did your friend know you practically had a whole cow living in your house, but of course you weren’t going to tell them that.

[chi-chib]

Female Satan (⁠人⁠*⁠´⁠∀⁠｀⁠)⁠｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+

I kinda struggled with the top design, so I just gave her a cute shirt :3

I am currently working on Asmo 💕 so I hope that turns out good 🫣

[bubibubi14]

Satan fanart.

I literally cannot express how much I love Satan's character </3

Because what do you mean by him always seeing himself as an incomplete being? Satan's inferiority complex is probably second only to Levi's among the seven brothers; he unconsciously compares himself to Lucifer, to the point that his world is mostly just Lucifer. He is trapped in a tragic loop where every choice he makes is a direct reaction to his creator rather than an expression of his true self. Does what I do resemble Lucifer? Does my attire resemble Lucifer? Does what I say resemble Lucifer? He has actually long since escaped Lucifer's shadow, building his own distinct identity through his love for books, cats, intellect, etc. But he refuses to acknowledge himself because he views his very existence as an accidental byproduct rather than a whole soul. He is so insecure and overthinks that even a single comment from someone else (like when Raphael says Lucifer and he resemble each other in an uncanny way) triggers self-doubt and rage, it has been to the point that any perceived similarity feels like an existential threat that erases his hard-won individuality. I feel like Satan's greatest enemy is not anyone else but himself. Lucifer is not holding him back, he is the one who shackling himself to the phantom of Lucifer.

Reference:

[thefundieq]

how sensitive are their horns? according to me and my hc. Can be interpreted anyway you want probably, but i’m not a writer so i dont know if i wrote this to be accurate, but it’s my hc so it’s probably okay…

it’s 2 am and i lowkey am going insane, let me go to sleeppp

lucifer:

- sensitive but won’t let it show

- sometimes he slips up but you really can’t tell a soul or else

- dont even get me started on how sensitive his wings are especially when you touch them

Mammon:

- not that sensitive but sensitive when you touch them cuz he loooooveeeees youuuuu

- lowkey blushing like a mf and trying not to but fails and HATES that’s he’s failing so bad

- ends up just giving into your touch

- his wings aren’t really sensitive, but he does like it when you touch them

Levi:

- surprisingly not sensitive like you thought they would be

- his tail, on the other hand….

- gets really embarrassed by your touch and feels like he doesn’t deserve your attention like this….he won’t protest tho

Satan:

- id like to think that they are really sensitive especially when he’s mad

- your touch might actually kill this guy

- he’s kind of embarrassed about it so be nice and gentle

- id also like to think that his tail is sharp because it’s like protective armor that can retract and contract because his tail is extremely sensitive and makes him vulnerable especially when angry so he has his tail armor up 10/10 when he has it out. but for you, maybe he’d make an exception

Asmo:

- yeah and he loves it, he lowkey begs for you to touch his horns from time to time because it feels so nice when you touch them

- his wings too

- he appreciates your touch so much tbh, it’s the biggest compliment you could ever give him

- (off topic but i feel like he might be a little JUST A LITTLE insecure of his demon form when you first meet, so you accepting him like this means a lot to him and genuinely you accepting all the brothers demon forms, means a lot to them too)

Beel:

- not really but he does like when you touch them, it’s like petting him in a way

- when you touch them when he’s eating he’s literally “💕🥰💕”

- his wings are technically sensitive because they’re fragile so please do be careful when you touch them

belphie:

- it’s a yes and no, i feel like one horn is more sensitive than the other and which one can be up to you.

- i feel like it depends on his mood and the mood

- he melts to your touch and just falls asleep on you while you touch them so make sure you guys aren’t standing for whatever reason

- his tail is sensitive, either way you touching it will put him straight to sleep

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pardon any grammatical errors etc, im so sleepy and i typed w/o my glasses

[utopiasship]

"i'm gonna die."

"no you wont."

"Satan, please, have some sympathy." you whine, curled up on his bed, stomach rolling after trying a new demonic food for the first and last time.

"the pain will dissipate in under an hour, I promise you will be okay." Satan sighs, leafing through a nature book you gifted him after your most recent trip to the human world. Trying in vain to distract himself from his want to tear Beel a new one after he gave you acid arancini.

You stay quite, pouting as you watch him as he sits up on the plush purple lounging chair, a candle lit and softly illuminating his face.

you watch dexterous fingers flip through the large encyclopedia, trailing down each page as he reads, pausing to occasionally take notes in an over filled notebook.

"Satan?" You speak quieter this time, watching as he glances over, silently giving you his attention, "Can you lay with me till the pain goes away."

A barely concealed smile graces his face, carefully marking his page and putting aside the book onto a stack larger than yourself.

Gently, as if jostling you too much would make the pain worse, Satan crawls into bed with you, resting his chin on your head, arms wrapped around your waist.

"thank you." you breath, burying your head into the crook of his neck, holding onto him like your personal stuffed animal.

"of course, love." Satan places a whisper of a kiss to your scalp.