Obey Me! Oneshots

✨🔞ReBirth: Satan x Reader

A collaboration project with @ chrollontong for Satan's birthday (10/20).

Tags: One-Shot, Reader Insert, Angst, Negative thoughts, Comfort, Fluff, Satan, MC, Gender Neutral, Second Person

Theme: Insecurities

More fanart and fanfiction like this will be published and featured from different artists at @ obm_bdz on Twitter soon, so feel free to check those out too!

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At the end of every story, a new beginning will start. 

It was already decided. Lucifer, who rebelled and brought chaos to the heavens, has been exiled with his brothers and sent to the depths of Devildom. The fury of his failures sent an immense rage to befall him, surrounding him with anger and hatred that eventually grew out of control. Through the darkness that consumed him, emotions bore and took form, creating a being that shined through the depths of his hate, taking everything away as he was left with nothing but the feeling of emptiness in his heart.

He was nothing before Lucifer. Swimming in an empty and pitch-black void, floating and knowing nothing in the silence that surrounded him. The first thing that resounded through him were the screams of Lucifer's emotions, easily engulfing him as his eyes opened to the world for the first time. The being had bright hair, as yellow as the shining sun, eyes that shined in a beautiful teal green color, and skin that was smooth and fair, almost equal to a child's gentle complexion. Covered in Lucifer's fallen feathers and broken emotions, Satan was born.

At that moment, the blond demon jerked up his bed, sweating at the images of his past flowing through his dream and remembering the faint memories of his childhood. A normal person would rejoice at the faint memories they had when they were a child, but for Satan, it was different. The meaning and purpose of his birth had always left him with a bad taste of himself. It was haunting him every day. His body shook and he clutches his head in pain, on the verge of tears as the dream still hadn't left him.

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"Satan?" The door creaked open and you caught his attention, making him change his expression to a meaningful smile. "Good morning," he said to you, hiding his shaky hands out of your view. "Did something happen?"

Satan was not his usual self that morning. Without him knowing, his hands were not the only dead giveaway of his unusual dream- his face was pale, he was sweating profusely and his face was contorted in a painful expression. You wrapped your hands onto him, looking him straight in the eyes as you gripped his hands to ease his shaking " What's wrong?"

From the few months, you were with Satan,  you could always tell when he hides something from you. He was always known to smile and never share his own feelings. The more time you spent and listened to him, the more you find it easier to get to know him better. In turn, this helped Satan open up to you and become more of himself, helping him ease some tension in his heart as you were always there to support him. You hug the distressed demon, rubbing his back as he nuzzles and hides his face onto your shoulder. You both sit there in silence for a while, wrapped in each other's arms as no words were exchanged, only the warmth and comfort of a needed hug.

As Satan managed to ease down, you both exchange glances, smiling at each other with a more comfortable atmosphere in the room. As you both manage to prepare yourself for the day, you start the morning hand-in-hand and step out of his room.

The loud sounds of the demon brothers bickering were heard all the way outside the dining room. "You woke up late today, Satan!?"

"Good morning."