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Chuuya and Dazai’s Dinner | Dazai & Chuuya

522 words | CW: None

AN: This is my first time writing Chuuya and Dazai. Hope it’s okay… Plus I’ve been in a writing funk so look out for more little short drabbles coming soon.

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“There are dozens of other options at this place; it’s full of new things to try each time we come here, and you always choose the steak; what is wrong with you…? Actually, don’t answer that; I already know what’s wrong with you. There’s nothing in there.” Dazai reaches over and knocks on Chuuya’s head several times; Chuuya glares in response, not wanting to be the one causing a scene for once.

Chuuya scoffed, his blue eyes narrowing as he glared back at Dazai. “Well, excuse me for knowing what I like. At least I’m not going around ordering the most expensive and weirdest thing on the menu just to show off.” Chuuya retorted, gesturing dismissively at the weird abomination that Dazai was looking at.

“I like to do that because it’s your money.” Dazai smiles innocently, a look that does not fit the cunning man sitting across from Chuuya.

“Oh YOU LIT-” Dazai covers Chuuya’s mouth partially because they are in a restaurant and the other half because he knew it would piss Chuuya off. 

“Shhhh, not a word, my sweet child…” Chuuya tried to grab his arm, but Dazai pulled away faster.

“Why are you so fucking weird?! You and your fucking food!” Chuuya’s voice got louder and louder soon; people would be looking their way.

Dazai smirked and leaned back in his chair with a nonchalant shrug. 

“I merely have a more… refined palate. I like to expand my horizons, to indulge in the extraordinary. You, on the other hand, are content with the mundane and familiar.” Dazai spoke in a snobby tone, embellishing his words with a fancy flourish. 

“And I like knowing that my meal won’t taste like a fucking art project gone wrong,” Chuuya spat, basically yelling; at this point, people were staring.

A moment later, a waiter approached, pen and pad in hand, ready to take their order. He looked nervously between the two men, sensing the tense atmosphere. Chuuya glared at Dazai, his cheeks flushing with a mix of anger and embarrassment at being approached in such a state. He gritted his teeth, jaw clenching as he tried to hold back his retort. It was clear that Dazai’s smug grin and patronizing tone had gotten under his skin, igniting a spark of irritation that threatened to flare into a full-blown argument. 

Chuuya turned to the waiter. 

“I’ll have the… this…” He pointed to some fancy seafood pasta that he truly wasn’t that interested in.

The waiter jotted it down before turning to Dazai, awaiting his order.

Dazai, never one to miss an opportunity to get under Chuuya’s skin, leaned forward and said with a shit-eating grin, “I’ll have the steak.”

Chuuya’s eyes flashed with barely contained fury; his hands clenched into fists on top of the white linen tablecloth. It was clear that Dazai’s words had pushed him to the brink of losing his temper and having a full-out fight with him in the middle of this lovely restaurant. The muscles in his jaw twitched as he struggled to maintain his composure. 

The waiter quickly scurried away, sensing the violent atmosphere and eager to put some distance between himself and the brewing confrontation. He had a feeling things would blow up soon… 

[devildom-enthusiast]

Working During The Holidays | Lucifer x Reader

1.1k words | GN! Reader | CW: None

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Christmas time was never an easy time for Lucifer. It’s when most students in RAD get into trouble. Fist fights, pranks, and just more general chaos that would all end up either as students in his office or as paperwork on his desk. He would take more work from Diavolo during these times, knowing the Prince would want to join the festivity. Lucifer wouldn’t be able to stand the look on his face or the constant complaining that made his head pound and ache. 

Until they showed up, their entire being seemed to light up the House at all times. It was close to midnight on Christmas Eve. His eyes began to glaze over, stacks of paperwork blurring into one giant pile. His head had a dull ache that didn’t seem to want to leave. Lucifer rubbed at his temples, trying to blink the sleepiness away. It didn’t seem to work. He reached for his cup of coffee, the fifth one today, yet it was empty. 

Still, so much to do and so little time. He squeezed his eyes shut, hoping the lack of light would ease the ache that was pounding in his skull like his brain was trying to claw its way out. Creak. His door slowly opened, a familiar face poking their head in. Their face fell, noting his exhausted expression and the recognizable look of when Lucifer was about to collapse. 

MC entered the room with a disappointed expression, which would typically be mirrored on Lucifer, but he was too tired to care about them judging him. As Lucifer went to reach for his pen, MC got to it first. 

“Absolutely not. You’re coming with me. Now.” Lucifer was secretly grateful but knew he needed to finish this work. 

MC grabbed his hand, held it gently, and rubbed circles on the palm. Their eyes seemed to sparkle with a light that never seemed to dim. He scooted his chair back slowly, and they hugged him tight, breathing in the rich scent of his cologne. He rested his chin atop their head, simply enjoying being able to hold them so close.

Being with them made him feel more awake, more alive. They pulled awake first, which slightly disappointed him, but one look into their eyes made him feel guilty. They gave him those puppy-dog eyes that MC knew always worked on him. They squeezed his hand the slightest bit, a pleading gesture. When he went to stand, and the black dots clouded his vision, he knew he definitely needed some rest.

He made it to the door without stumbling, but he was exhausted. MC walked beside him, hand in hand. The hallway was festive, but the bright red and green lights worsened his headache. Once in his room, they gently pushed him toward the bed, silently telling him to lie down. As Lucifer stumbled toward the bed, MC was beside him, having magicked two cups of hot chocolate. MC put one on Lucifer’s nightstand and kept the other.

As they both got comfortable, MC pulled the blanket around both of them, keeping warm and cozy. Lucifer patted around the bed, searching for the remote, his face a frown when he couldn’t find it. However, the frown softened when he looked toward MC, who was holding the remote with a teasing.

“You really are mischievous.” Lucifer murmured with a soft shake of his head while MC’s grin widened.

They rested their head on his shoulder as the TV turned on, and they searched for Christmas movies to watch. Lucifer pulled them closer, resting his face in their hair and inhaling their fruity shampoo scent. He truly loved them. He was honestly glad that he had to work; he didn’t want to deal with his brothers’ antics. 

As MC settled on a movie, Lucifer tilted their chin up with his index finger, gazing into their eyes with love and devotion in his. Then, he kissed them softly and with all the love and care he could put into it. Once MC broke away, their face was bright red. They buried their face in their hands with a sappy smile they didn’t want him to see. He peeled their hands away, though, and had his own soft, sappy smile.

Being so exhausted made him feel softer. Not that he wasn’t soft with them, but just in general. He almost gave Mammon a free pass earlier; just the thought of it made him wrinkle his nose. His brothers always seemed to take advantage of his kindness, so having someone like MC was nice. He knows his brothers never truly mean harm, but… this was about MC and him, not his brothers. 

The movie was playing, but Lucifer wasn’t fully paying attention; he was just watching MC’s face and thinking about how amazing they looked today. He felt quite lucky that they liked him and he could be with them for as long as possible. A particularly funny moment made them smile so happily. They really were his sun, his light, his everything. He hated to be overbearing but… he let out a soft sigh while continuing to admire their features.

“Come on, watch the movie, not just me.” MC teased, and he blinked back to reality, a slight blush coloring his face.

“Can I not admire a fine piece of art?” MC’s face went redder than his, an embarrassed grin growing. 

They didn’t respond, perhaps too embarrassed by his compliment. Lucifer’s eyelids began to feel heavier and heavier the longer he tried to stay awake. He didn’t want to fall asleep during the movie, but it seemed his body was shutting down. Finally, his eyes shut, and he was pulled into a restful slumber. When he awoke, it was early morning, and MC was nowhere to be seen. 

He pulled the Christmas-themed blanket off and stood, slightly disoriented from having just woken up. As he left his room, he noticed a light shining from underneath his office door. He felt a flicker of anger, assuming one of his brothers was trying to set up some prank or bother him more, but when he opened the polished door, MC was seated at his mahogany polished desk, working on the paperwork he should have gotten done last night.

Once they glanced up, a nervous smile bloomed, as if they got caught doing something they shouldn’t be doing.

“Darling, are you-” Lucifer got cut off by MC’s nervous blurting.

“Yeah, I felt bad you looked so tired so I thought I would do it..” MC trailed off, unsure if they had messed things up.

“Thank you..” It was genuine thanks; he truly hadn’t expected that from them.

“Go get some coffee or breakfast, then you can come back.” MC was being quite bossy, but Lucifer just agreed and left the room, unaware of the fact that MC had completed all of his paperwork, leaving time for the both of them to celebrate the holiday.

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An Actually Cheerful Christmas | Satan x reader

1.1k+ words | GN! Reader | CW: None

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Christmas was here, snow covered the Devildom, and lights were strung from every building and house as far as the eye could see. The House of Lamentation was buzzing with energy, as per usual. However, no hostile energy could be sensed; it seemed the Sins could actually get along. 

Inside the House, the Christmas spirit hung in the air. Mistletoe hanging from Asmo’s door that nobody dared go near during the season. Bright lights illuminated Levi’s room, giving it a more festive feeling. Belphie and Beel were cooking up some unique Devildom festive treats in the kitchen. Well… Belphie was cooking, and Beel was his taste tester. 

Even Lucifer seemed to be in a giving mood, letting Mammon have his precious Goldie back for the memorable holiday. Satan, however, was locked in his room, for he had never immensely enjoyed the Christmas season until MC came along. So that’s where they both were. Snuggled close together, Satan with his favorite book, reading aloud to MC, who was lying on his chest, sipping a cup of hot chocolate. All was peaceful and still, as much as it can be in that House. 

“Don’t you want to get out for a bit? I have some fun things that I want to do with you.” MC got Satan’s attention rather fast; he did enjoy spending as much time with them as he possibly could.

“Sure, lead the way.” Satan let MC get up first, putting their hot chocolate to the side on a nearby dresser, which was also littered with books. 

Satan glared at the cup, which sat atop some books he enjoyed, but he didn’t say a word, simply following MC as they grabbed his hand and dragged him along but paused as they gave him a teasing grin and pointed up. Hanging from his doorway was a mistletoe; he rolled his eyes playfully before pulling MC into a kiss. It was not the type of kiss he normally gave, but gentle, loving, and pouring his feelings into it. Breaking away left MC breathless, their eyes glowing with love for that demon. 

“So what did you want to show me?” Satan had a smug grin while MC was left stunned and stuttering, clearly having forgotten what they were talking about.

“I- I uh-... right! I wanted to go to this cute little seasonal cat cafe and we could either go see the new what’s-his-face detective movie, library or just walk around the market afterward. Whatever you want.” The bright red of their cheeks slowly died down as their smile seemed to light up his entire world.

“Going for a nice walk sounds good…” he mumbled to himself before kissing MC on the cheek with a soft smile that all his brothers would make fun of him for. 

Satan offered MC his winter gloves and a cute cat-themed scarf, which they seemed to love. He pulled on a fluffy coat and actually put his arms in both sleeves. A miracle. They grabbed his hand and dragged him through the halls with a huge smile on their face and laughing all the same. His brothers gave him a weird look as they passed by, for he, too, had a smile that they rarely see around this time of year.

But he ignored the stares and questioning looks; this was his time to spend with someone so special to him. MC burst through the doors of the House to the outside and was hit with a chill, but that didn’t stop them. Snow was falling. They weren’t entirely sure how that happened, but they didn’t question it. 

“Come on! Come on, hurry up!” MC went back to where Satan was strolling along at a rather slow pace, according to them at least.

They pointed to the lights that hang off every streetlight and House that they could see with a wide smile. Then, they pulled him toward a cute little cafe with blinking Christmas lights and a little snowman standing outside as if welcoming them both in. A pretty black cat was in the window, staring at them both with those yellow-slitted eyes. Satan’s eyes lit up as well, entering the cafe but making sure to hold the door open.

MC excitedly entered behind him and picked up the black cat sitting by the window before cuddling the cat close while Satan picked up a little calico kitten and petted it softly. Satan held his hands out, offering the kitten to MC who happily accepted. He went to the counter and ordered some apple cider for them both. Waited around before bringing the warm drinks over to MC. 

An orange cat climbed into Satan’s lap, and he began to go off on a rant about his favorite type of cats, his favorite movie, etc. MC was just happy to listen to him rant. This was definitely the best Christmas they’ve had in a long time, maybe even ever. 

As he rambled, they rested their head on his shoulder, which made him have a goofy, sappy smile that he didn’t want them to see. Their face lit up when they noticed his blush slowly growing. 

“Awww, you’re so cute.” MC laughed and kissed his cheek, which made his blush grow further, expanding to his ears and making them turn red.

“I’m not cute…” He mumbled, which made MC’s teasing, knowing smile grow even more.

“Uh huh… sure, whatever you say.” He rolled his eyes playfully at their words before Satan let them sit back up straight and stood.

“Come on, I got something I want to show you this time.” He gestured for them to follow.

His green eyes sparkled, and they resembled a mix of mischief and pure love. They fixed their gloves and wrapped their scarf a little better around their neck before standing and following. As they left the cafe, Satan led her down a snow-covered path under huge trees. 

“Where are we going?” MC was quite curious, but knowing Satan, it would be a surprise.

“It’s a surprise,” Satan turned back to them with a teasing grin. 

As they both emerged from the forest, it was a huge sparkling lake with a huge flower patch surrounding the entire lake. MC’s eyes lit up as the moon reflected off the lake; the whole place was beautiful. 

“I love it…” MC murmured; They were in a sort of awe as they admired the beauty of the scenery.

A blanket was on the ground in the middle of a patch of flowers, perhaps crushing a few. Satan laid down on the picnic blanket, gesturing for MC to join him. After spending another second just staring and taking in the fantastic scenery, they joined him. Resting their head on his chest, listening to his solid heartbeat, they fell asleep listening to their lover talk about the constellations and their mythology meanings. This had to be the best Christmas ever. 

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Yo, it’s Void, I’m here to go over my rules regarding requests, what I like to write/post, etc.

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