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stuffeddeer · 6 months

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haii deer i hope you are able to get all your assignments done on time! was reading your tags and aro dazai?? big brain.

so how about aro ace darling? never been in a relationship and never really want to, their friends are more than enough for them !! honestly i just wanna be aro buddies with dazai 🥹

but damn just being weirdo coworkers together, im,,, willing to look past many red flags for him 💔

YOURE JUST LIKE ME FR dazai and i are best friends and we are aro you can ask him yourself also weirdo coworkers.. you get it

"Oh, wait, so you were the latest person hired?" Atsushi's head cocked to the side, looking at you with curiosity. "How long have you been here?"

"My dear here has been with the agency for three months! You know, I was the one that brought them on board," Dazai gloated, a smug smirk on his face and a dramatic hand over his heart.

You were quick to play along, throwing a dramatic hand over your forehead as you leaned back. "Oh, my hero! What would I do without my lovely Dazai?" The sarcastic lilt in your tone didn't go unnoticed by the newest agency member, but he decided not to comment on it.

"Was it like what happened with me? Did you find Dazai drowning?" Apparently a common occurrence, Atsushi had pieced together.

Dazai denied, a smile on his face as he replied with a simple, "Nope!" A few moments of silence passed before the junior realized he wasn't going to elaborate.

Just as he opened his mouth to ask for more information, you decided to take pity on the poor soul and fill him in. "I bailed him out of a holding cell."

No one bat an eye. Atsushi looked around the office, trying to see if maybe someone was holding back laughter, but not a single one of his new coworkers were phased. Did they not hear what you said?

"He got detained for public disturbance in the middle of a case. I told Dazai he'd have to find a way to get out on his own, and he shows back up not even thirty minutes later with them in tow," Kunikida explains, frustration evident in his voice. "I was trying to teach him a lesson."

"I was in the area," you shrug.

"Yeah, being detained as well..."

"I was being released from detainment, actually!" You correct Kunikida, a proud grin on your face. "And Dazai said I should follow him, so I did."

Atsushi laughed awkwardly. He knew you seemed similar to Dazai in your hedonistic pursuits, but this was baffling. "And the president hired you?"

"I had an entrance exam, but pretty much! I had just been fired from my old job the day before so Dazai helped me get set up here. And before you ask: I was fired because I told the boss' kid I wouldn't date him. He got all upset and told daddy to can me," you huff in frustration, still annoyed at your wrongful termination.

Kunikida rolled his eyes. "Don't act like some martyr; You also deserved to be fired. You just messed around on the job like you do here. You barely got any work done."

"You want me so badly it makes you look stupid—"

"I told them to sue and say it's discrimination because they're aro," Dazai cut you off, a pout on his lips like he's annoyed you didn't take his advice.

"What's... arrow?" Atsushi cocked his head to the side. He was unaware of the terminology, having never come across it in this context during his studies at the orphanage.

"Oh, it's shorthand for aromantic. It just means, like, experiencing little to no romantic attraction to anyone. It varies, of course..." You try to explain simply.

Atsushi nods, understanding the basic idea. "But it'd be wrong to lie about your sexuality, right?"

"I'm aro, actually," you shrug. Everyone at the agency is well aware, so Atsushi will likely find out eventually.

"Oh!" The younger employee's cheeks turn pink, feeling a little sheepish for assuming. A moment passes as Atsushi thinks before furrowing his eyebrows in confusion. "I thought you and Dazai..?"

"We're both aromantic," Dazai rests his chin on his hand, elbow on his desk and an amused smirk pulling at his lips. "I've dated a lot in the past, but I realized it's just not for me."

"I've never been in a relationship and never want to," you add in yourself. "Aromanticism is... much more complex than how I explained it. Dazai feels romantic attraction, but doesn't— Is it fine if I tell him this?" You suddenly ask, realizing it really isn't your place to speak on his experience, even as his best friend.

"Oh, I don't care. Saves me the trouble," Dazai waves his hand dismissively. "But yeah, I feel romantic attraction, but lose it when it's reciprocated."

Atsushi nods slowly, beginning to understand. "Oh, okay. So you two are just close friends, then."

"Are we just not going to ask what you were doing in a holding cell when Dazai got thrown in?" Tanizaki asks from his desk.

"I just got too silly, you know how it is."

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angelsmooches · 9 months

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★﹐going to bed angry．﹑

→ feat; satan x gn! reader

⠐ lucifer edition here! ⠐ mammon edition here!⠐ leviathan edition here!

synopsis: how would the brothers fall asleep after an argument with their s/o? (satan edition)

wc: 1,699

genre: fluff

warnings: none!

a/n: i legit could not think of a reason why satan would be mad at his s/o. like even though he’s the avatar of wrath, he’ll always make sure to keep himself grounded when with his s/o to make sure he doesn’t lash out at them when he’s angry <//3 he’s such a gentleman

feedback is greatly appreciated! <3

❥ satan ; the anxious one.

satan’s ultimate dream has finally come true.

in an effort to make amends and keep the growing bond between the two brothers thriving, lucifer ultimately decided to lift his ban on satan keeping a cat. however, lucifer implemented a strict rule to take its place.

“you are to have one cat, and one cat only,” lucifer had told him. he didn’t want a repeat of what happened before the ban was in action... mountains of cats hoarded in satan’s bedroom, covering every square inch of it... he still shudders at the memory. lucifer didn’t know how satan was able to move around in that room.

satan, for the first time in a while, felt gratitude towards his brother. the first person he told about this was his dear human, rambling on and on about how difficult it would be to take one cat and one cat only, sniffling at the thought of countless cats out there who wouldn’t be able to take shelter in his room. he must make his decision wisely, and he trusted you to make the decision with him.

“um... what about a black shark cat?” you had suggested, sprawled out on satan’s bed while he paced around the cluttered room.

“that’s a good one,” he paused his pacing for a brief moment, resuming it again. “but they have really sharp teeth. what if it chews on my books?”

“you’re right.. hellfire ragdoll?”

satan stopped again, deep in thought. you resisted the urge to laugh. he was really taking this seriously.

“no... they require lots of love and attention and they get bored very easily. i’m afraid i won’t be able to tend to its needs while i’m away at RAD.”

satan took a seat next to you, the two of you pondering silently when a lightbulb when off.

“why don’t you just adopt the stray you like so much? sir cat, is that what his name is?” you thought about it for a couple more seconds, pleasantly surprised when satan took your face in his hands, pressing a grateful smooch to your lips.

“you are an absolute genius. i’ll be right back, i need to go look for sir cat. will you inform lucifer for me? love you!” he called over his shoulder, eagerly stumbling out the door.

sir cat nestled himself comfortably in satan’s lap, the two of you laying side by side, satan giving his newfound companion his undivided attention while you readied yourself for bed.

“you really adore that cat, don’t you?” you mused, kissing his cheek while settling into the purple sheets beside him. sir cat rose from satan’s lap to lay down on yours, staring at you with bright, intelligent eyes.

satan was delighted. “look at that, he’s taken a liking to you already. well, who wouldn’t?” he smiled, wrapping an arm around your shoulder. he cuddled up closer, sighing contentedly when you rested your head against his chest. he loved the warmth you gave off.

you rolled your eyes, nuzzling deeper into your demon’s chest. slowly, your brain began fading into unconsciousness...

satan poked your cheek. “darling? would you mind watching sir cat tomorrow..? i need to stay at RAD for a student council meeting. i’d greatly appreciate it.”

“goodnight, satan,” you grumbled.

“... is that a ye—”

“yes.”

oh, no no no no no...

crap, what have you done?

sir cat had been under your watchful supervision, just as satan requested. the two of you snoozed, ate, and lounged about, wondering when beloved satan would return. sir cat pawed at satan’s window, his meowing growing progressively louder.

“i know, i know. you miss him too, don’t you?” you murmured, taking the feline into your arms and rubbing its ears. sir cat allowed himself to be pampered before trotting back to the window, looking out, then looking back at you.

“would you like me to open the window?” you walked over to where sir cat sat, gently unlocking the hatches and pushing it open, a gust of a fresh breeze filling the room. it was awfully warm in satan’s room. maybe that’s why sir cat wanted the window open..

then, in a flash of white fur, sir cat launched himself out of the room. holy shit?! you leaned out the window, hoping, praying, that you wouldn’t see sir cat smushed like a pancake. you breathed a shaky sigh of relief when sir cat emerged from the bushes, staring back up at you with those same intelligent eyes.

“sir cat! no, no, get back here! please? hey!” sir cat ran off into the house of lamentation’s garden, his bright fur dissolving into the green shrubbery. what were you going to tell satan?

speak of the devil, and the devil shall appear. satan walked into the room, loosening his tie.

“oh, my love, the student council meeting was absolutely... exhausting..?.. what are you doing?” he inquired, his eyes moving from the open window, to your body halfway out of it, to the rest of his room. “where is sir cat? i need to relax, and i’d like to do it with him.”

you hesitantly turned to look at your lover, your eyes looking everywhere but the demon in front of you. “satan... i’m so, so sorry... sir cat was.. meowing and he wanted the window open and i just... i thought he wanted fresh air and he.. jumped out..”

satan visibly paled, walking over to the window in quick strides and looking out.

“he’s not dead! i should’ve clarified that... he ran off into the garden,” you stood back, giving satan space. he stood, motionless, staring out of the window, before turning back to you. he tasted the warm, bitter feeling of rage on his tongue.

“i can’t— you— you absolute— why would—” satan wanted to say a number of things, something, anything, to get this horrible taste out of his mouth. as much as he wanted to, he couldn’t. he wouldn’t. not to you. satan kept a hand over his mouth, leaning against the wall for support. you stood there silently, unsure whether to stay or leave.

finally, satan cleared his throat. “MC, would you please.. leave? i need my space as of now.”

silently, you obeyed, closing the door. you heard the thunderous sound of something breaking as you walked away.

you couldn’t remember the last time you slept in your room. you were so used to the scattered mess of satan’s room that your room looked strangely.. empty without all those books laying around. you gingerly made your way to the unused mattress. it was stiff. and cold. most likely a result from being unused.

the blankets were also cold. slowly, you got yourself settled in, when a knock so soft sounded at the door you almost didn’t know if someone was actually there or not. you worried it might’ve been lucifer, who would surely scold you if he saw you awake at this hour. you quickly closed your eyes and feigned sleep, your breathing deep and exaggerated.

“MC?” that wasn’t lucifer’s voice. it was satan’s. “what are you doing in here?”

you sat up, nervously fidgeting with the sheets. “um... i wasn’t sure whether or not you wanted me to sleep with you tonight or if you needed space, so i just.. decided to stay here, i guess.”

satan shook his head, pulling back your sheets and climbing into the space beside you. “i don’t want space anymore, love. i’m sorry for my outburst.” an awkward silence settled over the two of you. “...may i.. hold you?”

you nodded slightly, satan’s arms almost instantly snaking their way around your waist, nuzzling into the crook of your neck. his warm breath tickled your skin. satan had always been a major cuddler. he wanted his hands on you all day, every day. he said it made him feel more secure when he was touching you. it was almost like he was afraid to let you out of his sight, out of his grasp.

“i’m.. nervous,” he mumbled against your neck. “nervous for sir cat. i hope nothing unfortunate happens to him...”

slowly, you rubbed his back. it was warm, comforting. satan melted further into your body. “i’m sure he’ll be fine. he was a stray, wasn’t he? he must know his way around the streets.”

“you’re right.. but, we weren’t able to get a collar for him today. what if someone finds him and doesn’t realize that he belongs to someone?” he fretted. his grip on you increasingly became tighter and tigher.

you couldn’t help but feel more guilty about this situation. satan cared deeply for this cat, and you felt like you were the main cause of his disappearance. “sir cat loves you, satan. he’ll find his way back, i’m certain.”

satan sighed once, pulling back to gaze intently into your eyes. “you’re certain of this?”

“i’m certain,” you repeated, fondly pinching his cheek.

satan’s anxious frown faded into a subtle smile. he pressed a kiss to your nose. “..thank you. you say the words i want to hear the most. and.. another thing,” he cupped your cheek, placing another kiss. “i need you to know i don’t blame you for sir cat’s disappearance. if i were you, i most likely would’ve done the same thing. i love you, MC. i don’t blame you.”

it felt as if a heavy weight had been lifted from your stomach. satan’s eyes were so filled with reverence, with admiration, you wondered how you could ever think that he would hold a grudge against you.

“how about you and i go on a little search and rescue for sir cat? we can make flyers and post them around the streets,” you suggested, satan resting comfortably on your chest.

“i would like that. thank you, love.”

“hey, belphie, where did you get that cat?” beelzebub peered over at his twin, who was currently curled up in a ball with an identical sleeping ball of fluff perched on top of him.

“..hmm? oh, i dunno. i found him wandering outside the garden, and then he just started following me. i’m surprised lucifer hasn’t said anything about it.”

“how odd.”

i’m sorry for the delay ( ╥ω╥ ) my wifi unexpectedly has been out for the last couple of days,, but it has returned! hope you enjoyed!

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