(This may or may not have been based off an actual interaction I had back in high school) So again I’m working with mobile, sorry for any grammar or spelling mistakes
Satan: The person I like doesn’t seem to notice I have feelings for them, I’ve been dropping them the most insanely obvious hints I could think of for like a year now.
MC: Wow. They sound stupid.
Satan: They’re not. They’re really smart, just very dense. I’m trying to figure out how to make it more clear.
MC: Maybe you need to be even more obvious? Like… point blank “Hey! I love you!”
Satan: I guess you’re right. Hey MC, I love you.
MC: see! Just say that!
Satan: Holy fucking shit.
MC: If that flies over their head then, sorry, but they're too dumb for you.
Satan: I want to kill you
MC: Woah! I just helped you with your love life and that's how you treat me?!?
Satan: You are my love life!
*a while after I posted this I also realized this would work for belphie and MC as well*
Song: The Night We Met by Lord Huron
Satan x reader
Plot: Mc leaving and randomly coming back, but ends up leaving all together
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I am not the only traveler
Who has not repaid his debt
I've been searching for a trail to follow again
Satan never knew where you went. One day you just left. He never saw a trace of you again…until one day
I've been searching for a trail to follow again
Take me back to the night we met
You came back like nothing had happened, like you didn’t just leave them heartbroken, missing you.
And then I can tell myself
What the hell I'm supposed to do
And then I can tell myself
Not to ride along with you
Where did you go?
Did we do something to make you leave?
Please don’t leave me…
I had all and then most of you
Some and now none of you
Oh take me back to the night we met
Satan hopes it was just some short break, sometimes you just needed a break away from all of them. He had prepared gifts for you, flowers and candies and books he thought you’d love. To show how much he loves you
I don't know what I'm supposed to do
Haunted by the ghost of you
Oh, take me back to the night we met
You had called him a fool
Told him he was a demon, he would never really care for you. He felt his heart shatter after you left he stared at the letter he was going to give you, a poem saying how much he adored you, that night he burned it.
When the night was full of terrors
And your eyes were filled with tears
When you had not touched me yet
Oh, take me back to the night we met
That morning you were gone again, just like the first time no note or warning, just gone.
I had all and then most of you
Some and now none of you
Take me back to the night we met
The brothers all ate in silence that day wondering where they went so wrong that you would leave them, they never saw you after that day, they never knew where you had gone, and Satan never brought himself to love anyone again, telling himself it was a foolish decision, all because of you.
I don't know what I'm supposed to do
Haunted by the ghost of you
Take me back to the night we met
The Flower Chronicles: Lust
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Satan, the demon known for being ruthless and cold hearted, soon found himself feeling hopeless as flowers fell to his hands, he stared in horror as he read enough books to know what it was...but how about we go back in time? To when Satan was blind to his feelings.
He knew he liked having that human, Mc, around but surely he didn’t love them...right? He couldn’t have been more wrong.
Each day he hung out with you, the more the pain grew, the more he fell in love. The more he fell, the more petals and blood fell...Satan shook as he remembered what one book said.
‘Those with the Hanahaki Disease will cough up flowers and blood until the disease eventually suffocates them, there are only two cures: if the person they love, genuinely loves them back the disease will be reversed and they will live a long life. Or the person may have them surgically removed, but the person will lose their memory...as well as the feelings for the person they love.’
Satan stared at the page for a long time...finally deciding what to do. He’d chose his own life before confessing his love for you.
Satan took a breath as he got ready for the surgery, the doctors loomed over him.
“There is still time to leave.” One said, giving him a chance to back out.
“Do it.” Satan said before the world went dark and he went under....
He woke up dizzy, his brothers surrounded him, as well as a strange human...
“Oh hello” he said smiling at them “who are you?” He asked, they seemed very familiar...the strange person stiffened and held back tears.
“My name is Mc.”
If only he could turn back time he would’ve confessed to you.
The Worst Sin: Lust
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Satan wished he could feel something, anything from watching your sleeping form, he had woken up before you and wished, hoped he would feel the spark, the warmth, the love he held for you again. Nothing. He felt nothing looking at you.
He sighed and gently turned over, wishing he had smiled when you cuddled up into him again.
‘I’m so sorry Mc’ he thought, his heart falling heavy as he fell asleep again.
“Hey Satan!” You said, love still spilling out of your eyes, so much warmth, kindness...he didn’t want to say it but he did.
“Mc please sit down” he said pulling out a chair for you, nervous shown in his actions “I have to tell you something.”
You nodded and sat, worried over his actions.
“Mc, I...I don’t love you anymore.” He said bluntly, he wanted to get the pain over quickly.
“Wh-what”
“I guess i knew this would happen to you.. besides I did but I refuse to know the truth” he said, he didn’t want to face the truth, he would’ve faked loving you for thousands of years, but he couldn’t bring himself to hurt you like that.
“I’m sorry Mc” he said as you desperately searched his eyes, looking a small bit of love in them, you found nothing.
“It’s ok Satan, I mean we’d have to break up eventually” you laughed sadly, knowing your life span was way shorter than his.
You held back your tears until he left you, quiet sobs rang out the hallway.