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astaroth1357 · 2 months

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Solomon: MC- *takes a knee*

MC: Oh my God

Solomon: -will you marry me? *pulls out ring box*

MC: What?

MC: Didn't I poison you?? Gak! *falls to their knees instead*

Solomon: I switched our cups. *opens the box to show a small vial of powder*

Solomon: Say yes for the antidote!

MC: God I hate you so much-

#my mc x solomon #shackled to the sorcerer #fun dynamic #obey me #obey me shall we date #shall-we-date-obey-me #obey me solomon #obey me incorrect quotes #obey me funny

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l3viat8an · 1 year

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*In nightbringer*

Asmo: Do you realise there's a rumour going around that you're in love with MC?

Solomon: A rumour? Are you telling me people are doubting it????

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hopeluna-archived · 9 months

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Thinking about......Solomon who randomly gives your cheek a small lick just to see that disgusted expression of yours as you look at him while frantically wiping your cheek with your hand, and then wiping your hand on his sleeve with mumbles of "ew ew ew ew ew".

All while he has a shit-eating grin on his face, watching you question your entire relationship with him.

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ghostqiu · 4 months

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honourable mention: mystic messenger MC and ‘rika’………..

#at least the demon bros see the mc for themselves but…#those whores in whb??? I GROUND MY TEETH LIKE SATAN WITH EVERY SYLLABLE OF ‘SOLOMON’#love that satan immediately goes nuh uh they’re solomon’s descendant #OH AND OFC LERAYE <333 litch my pet #obey me #obey me shall we date #omswd #whb #what in hell is bad #obey me x reader #whb x reader

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misc-obeyme · 4 months

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Solomon sees you. At night he sees the darkness in your eyes when you’re tired from the day and no longer have the strength to shield your feelings from him. He sees how your brightness dims just a little. He touches you briefly, almost imperceptibly, leaving a minuscule dusting of magic behind. Just enough to allow you to rest without burden.

He sees you hard at work, concentration projecting from you like an impenetrable aura. He sees it become malleable as you alternate through solutions to the puzzle at hand. Solidifying again as you reach a moment of revelation, once again fixing a problem you didn’t ask for.

Solomon sees you in the midst of others, all music and sparkles, a little lantern of happiness. Everyone nearby basks in your glow, both feeding it and depleting it at the same time. He sees his own contribution and his own portion taken.

But more than anything, Solomon sees your heart - a tender thing that he wants to hold safe for you. He sees it contract in pain, he sees it swell with pride, and he sees it ache with longing. He sees a loneliness in you that he hates because he recognizes it. He tries to banish that piece of sadness from you, even if it results in his own emptiness. He lets himself stay close to you so you know you’re not alone. Even if it means that when you’re gone, that space by his side will seem larger and deeper than it’s ever been.

Solomon sees you, but even so he never expected you to see him. But you do. He starts to notice when you mingle your magic with his, your fingers brushing against where he had touched you. He notices when you seek him out with your eyes while you think. He notices how you smile at him from between the silhouettes of others. He notices how you take his hand whenever that yawning chasm of loneliness opens up within him.

You and Solomon recognize the humanity in each other, in the midst of demons and angels. No matter what magic may alter you, no matter how many pact marks may cover his skin, the two of you were humans. And that understanding was a comfort both of you would always return to.

masterlist | Thank you for reading!

#in my feels again #sorry everybody #obey me #obey me nightbringer #obey me shall we date #omswd #omnb #obey me solomon #om solomon #solomon obey me #obey me solomon x reader #obey me solomon x mc #om solomon x reader #om solomon x mc #solomon obey me x reader #solomon obey me x mc #misc writes

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5mary5 · 2 months

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I have this little headcanon cause i was reading the comic of obey me and we as mc have been given the neutral name zephyr in the very early chapters since we are a sheep and all and they want to make it inclusive since the name itself is gender neutral but I was thinking that let's say one day the curse is solved and sheep!mc gets their body back but the characters continue calling mc zephyr, what if one day someone (probably a side or secondary character) brings up the fact that "hey you know what? Your face doesn't really scream zephyr" and mc is like "yeah that's because that is not my actual given name, my actual name is ________" and the characters are like "😱😱😱" I mean they did know that this wasn't their real name since they gave it to them cause they can't just call them human and all but it's still shocking to hear it coming out of their own mouth, they would also probably coo when mc tells them their birth name because it means they learn more about their favorite person, well I mean they would coo at everything mc does regardless so-

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kannra21 · 2 years

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MC and her hubby (pls zoom MC's phone screen)

#i saw the fandom basically cry for solomon content #especially for his pacts #so here you go #btw the song is sweetest pie by megan thee stallion and dua lipa #om #obey me #obey me one master to rule them all #obey me otome #om solomon #obey me solomon #solomon x reader #solomon x mc #solomon x you #my art #art by me

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saphirdevil · 2 years

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sololuci art i did for the past few days.. i love them....

#sololuci #obey me #obey me lucifer #obey me solomon #fanart #xavi art #lucifer x solomon #solomon x lucifer #from twitter dot com #men who are so in love #sigh i forgot i spaired my mc w lucifer #i mean what?#gemini sagitarrius love real

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luxthestrange · 10 months

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Incorrect quotes#837 Snap back

When You meet one angel who is speaking out their way to show her disdain for demons how they want to interact with humans and how she seems to want to put in into what you and Solomon have with Simeon, Even tho he has shown her nothing of interest romanticly

Female Angel: You all are such disgusting, loathsome beasts! Your kind is nothing but dirt that shitty dead people tread on! And now, you’re trying to meddle with the lives of HUMANS?!

Dia*Frowns and is about to open his mouth but squeaks when he is pulled back*!?!

Mc*Pull Diavolo aside before he could talk, picking him away from the angel* So are you! So why don’t you shut your trap, you judgmental-*pulls herby her necklace and snaps it back*cotton candy, NON COMPARED TO DIA tit-havin’ BIIIITCH?!

Female Angel*IStares for a minute then growls*…FILTHY DEMON CRAP!!! *tackles Mc*

Luke*Throwing you a shovel*GET 'ER MAMA/DADDY!

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devildom-moss · 4 months

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hello !! happy anniversary to ur blog and so sorry again for not reading ur rules for the flash requests post 💔

may i request sfw + 12 w solomon. just him pining for reader. like doesn't even have to include dialogue w/mc, i just wanna see him being so horrendously down bad for them hehe thank you 🫶🏻

Thank you, and no worries! I hope you don't mind headcanons with this one. Now, did I get too invested in this request? I think so. It's almost double the intended length. Do I regret that? Not in the slightest. I hope you enjoy it!!

1 year anniversary flash request event - SFW

(Solomon x gn!MC)

Prompt 12 – Your choice: Pining

Pining!Solomon, whose hands tremble when you hug him as he slowly brings his arms up to try to hug you back. For his entire life, he had never needed to be held by anyone – not in the way that he needs you. When he’s in your arms, he almost can’t believe it. It feels too good to be true, like some cruel setup designed to bring him a moment of pure joy before ripping you from his grasp. So, his hands tremble with uncertainty and love and hope that he can never speak of. Solomon will snap himself out of his fear, and when he does, his hands will grip your back and pull you in. He never knows when to let go – or rather, he never wants to. If only he could keep you in his arms for a second longer. If only he could hold you every day. If only your warmth would linger on his skin forever.

Pining!Solomon, who will never give up sitting with his legs spread apart now that he knows the feeling of your warmth pressed against him when he refused to give you the space. He knows it’s rude, but he would do anything to keep that prolonged contact. He needs it. Politeness be damned. What does politeness know of the comfort he gets from the physical proof that you are right by his side?

Pining!Solomon, who traces the spines of his books, mapping your name through the topography of every curve or scratch as he waits for you to arrive for your study sessions with him. When you’re running late, your name exists on the spine of every book on his desk. You’ll live on them forever. Now, he can scarcely scan through his personal library without feeling your presence.

Pining!Solomon, who reviews your last sent message when he hasn’t seen you all day. His fingers hover over the screen as he contemplates reaching out. But is one day too soon? He scans his mind for any believable excuse to contact you.

Pining!Solomon, whose mouth is a reflection of his mind, always wandering in your direction. Whether he’s chatting with the demons or angels or in a conference with the Sorcerers’ Society. He can’t resist asking about your well-being or your daily life (the parts of it that he isn’t involved in). He brags about his adorable, talented apprentice to the Sorcerers’ Society and even random demons and witches he’s acquainted with. However, he’s always careful not to brag too much – less someone try to harm you or steal you right from under his watchful eye. If anyone so much as considered it, Solomon would see red until his anger was soothed by disproportionate aggression or the comfort of your voice and touch.

Pining!Solomon, whose body follows after you whenever you pull away. When you break off a kiss, he leans into you, chasing the feeling of your lips on him again. When you let go of his hand, he reaches forward, ever so slightly, trying to recapture your touch. When you let go during a hug, he inches just a bit closer. When you walk ahead of him, he picks up his pace to catch you. When your bonds strengthen with the others, his heart aches, trying to crawl its way back to you.

Pining!Solomon, who doesn’t know how to be alone anymore. His mind has your face and voice memorized. When you aren’t around, sometimes he imagines you calling him from the other room – that if he sat up and walked in there right now, he’d see your precious face, smiling at him. He’ll use technology and magic to preserve these memories with routine frequency – in case the worst should ever happen.

Pining!Solomon, who has never known fear like this. His entire life could collapse in on itself, making him an emotional black hole, from a simple shift in your existence. That is the magnetic strength of his love for you. No change in your presence goes unnoticed. If you got hurt. . . if you died. . . he would pull all realms into his pain.

But, also, Pining!Solomon, who has never known peace like this. If anything could wash over the wreckage of a garden that Solomon has cultivated himself – sick with rot and death that poisons instead of fertilizing, that smells of chemicals and rust, where only the toxic and wretched could bloom – and make it divine, it would be your presence. It would be your laugh when Asmo has pranked Solomon, and the witty sorcerer was none the wiser. It would be the way you danced along to music with Solomon in the kitchen as you prepared dinner – if for no other reason than pointless joy, then to distract him from his desire to help with the cooking. It would be the way you rolled your eyes when Solomon caused you trouble, because your annoyance couldn’t overcome your affection for him. It would be your warmth and the gentle sound of your breathing as you slumped against Solomon’s shoulder – when he longed to trace his fingers along your beloved form, but the fear of waking you stilled his hands. It would be the trusting, understanding smile on your face, when Solomon couldn’t express his feelings in anything more than a whispered “I love you” – even when you needed his praise shouted to the sky for all to understand.

A/N: this will be the last request for the 1 year event - SFW request day. I still have 3 more SFW requests in my inbox though.

Requests are now closed. I will be working on the NSFW requests tomorrow. Don't worry, if you got your flash request in (or if you're waiting on requests from the previous round of general requests), I'll still be working on those. This was a lot of fun so far, so thank you all for participating with me.

#please I love him so much after writing this. My heart aches ahh #anon #requests #moss 1 year event sfw #moss 1 year event #gn!mc #solomon #obey me headcanons #obey me #obey me solomon #solomon x reader #solomon x mc

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dirwael · 6 months

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Hands Off

Solomon x GN Reader | 447 Words | Rated T | Warnings: Mentions of violence

A/N: Takes place at the beginning of Lesson 11 (Nightbringer)

Also on my Ao3!

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Solomon had never felt an anger as great as this before.

He can recall bouts that have made him yell, storm out of rooms with balled up fists and a scowl on his face. He can remember times that made him laugh like a maniac, eyes crazed, forbidden spells at his fingertips. He can never forget the moments of white-hot fury, ones that left cities decimated, relationships broken beyond repair, and blood on his hands.

But none of those instances could hold a candle to this.

This anger, a new one— one fueled by fear, hatred, and love.

Solomon could hardly believe his eyes at the scene before him. You, his adorable apprentice, backed against a wall, as one of those damn demons tried to put his claws on you. Whatever caused this to happen didn't matter. All Solomon knew was to put up a barrier, and immediately rush to your side.

Belphegor. The one that attacked you. The youngest of the brothers. The weakest. A fallen angel, still assimilating to his new demonic life and powers. Solomon, while still just a human, was more in tune with his magic. There was a chance that he could-

No, no.

Belphegor's brothers were there, as was the prince. Even with his spells, Barbatos, and now Asmodeus, Solomon knew he would lose that battle. Plus, his most powerful spells require two hands, and he refused to move the arm he wrapped around you, keeping you at his side and away from those fiends.

Solomon wanted that perpetrator gone. And if wanting him dead meant wanting the whole family dead as well, then so be it. That demon and his defenders needed to suffer and rot for the crime of even just trying to harm you.

But while holding you, Solomon could feel you tremble.

He could hear you sniffle. He looked and saw you raise your hand to wipe at your eye.

And that's when Solomon realized it— his racing heart and swirling mind... they betrayed his outward look, one of even breaths and a calm smile. One hand was ready to unleash millennia after millennia of sorcery, while the other carefully held you.

Solomon had never felt so furious before, but he'd also never felt so afraid. The knowledge that he was the only one that could protect you, the knowledge that if he arrived just a second too late, you would be-

He needed to get you out of here, for both of your sakes.

Solomon looked back to the demons. His smile grew and his grip on you tightened as he readied a teleportation spell.

He wanted those monsters dead.

But he needed you safe first.

#i haven't posted a full fledged fic in so long oh my god #and its about the scene that makes every solomon fan go insane #ughhhhh. dies #obey me #obey me nightbringer #obey me solomon #solomon obey me #sol #obey me shall we date #obey me solomon x mc #obey me solomon x reader #solomon x mc #solomon x reader #fic #my fic #my writing #original #waba writing

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astaroth1357 · 2 months

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Sick Days:

*MC is in the Croytus Hall kitchen, trying their damnedest to keep from coughing their lungs out while carefully monitoring a pot of simmering soup. They hear the footfalls of their housemate, Solomon, as he comes up behind them*

Solomon: Oh MC~! I have everything ready. Thankfully, the Devildom still has TV these days, even if the shows are out of d-... da-....

*a hankerchief flies out of his pocket and quickly covers his nose*

Solomon: ACHOO!!

*the hankerchief does its thing before flying off behind him to go put itself in the laundry, swapping places with a fresh one that finds its way back to his pocket once again*

MC: *keeps their back to him* Bless you.

*Solomon comes up and slings his arms over their shoulders, leaning against them like he's a sagging backpack. His head rests alongside theirs*

Solomon: Is it still cooking?

*he reaches out to lift the lid on the pot but MC, already knowing better, swiftly smacks his mit back down*

MC: Don't touch.

Solomon: Oh! Right, I'm sorry. Forgot the rules for a second. I'm sure it smells good... not that either of us would know.

*he contently sways their bodies from side-to-side while MC clears their throat, grumbling dryily*

MC: Y-ou know, you could cure us at any time, right...?

Solomon: So could you, yet here we are! You're just playing hookie from the brothers right now, aren't you?

*the MC tries to groan, but ends up regretting it as it stresses their already aching throat. They cover their mouth with their elbow to catch their raspy coughs before responding*

MC: U-ugh! Okay, fine... You're right. How about you stop breaking my balls and pick what we're watching...?

Solomon: I already have. Beel told me about this wonderful cooking show the other day! I think we can start with that, then maybe move onto a few movies Leviathan recommended...

Solomon: I have the TV set and heated blankets on the couch. Plenty of water, a few boxes of tissues (mostly for me), your favorite sweater, a plush Asmo bought me-

MC: ...

Solomon: -and anything else we need, I'll have my wand in reach! I figured for dinner, we can order out. It's lovely that you're making us soup, but let's not push-

MC: Sol?

Solomon: -Hm?

*MC wiggles him back until they can turn themselves around and wrap their arms around his chest. They rest their head up against the soft fabric of one of his old sleep shirts snugly*

MC: .... Thank you.

*Solomon looks taken aback by their sudden tenderness, but doesn't hesitate to wrap his arms around them further and lightly cage them to his chest*

Solomon: Of course, MC... You take care of so many people. You deserve a break.

*a comfortable silence spreads between them for a minute or so, before MC starts to feel Solomon's cheek rubbing against the top of their head like a smothering cat*

Solomon: Oh, my adorable apprentice, you're just so cute when you're sick~

MC: *snaps their eyes back open and glares at his words, but doesn't let go yet*

MC: Sooool....

Solomon: If I didn't know better, I would almost want to keep you like this...

MC: *snorts* Good luck. The brothers would kill you for it. *they drop their arms from his chest, but he doesn't let go*

MC: Sol?

Solomon: I'm sure they would try, but you wouldn't let something bad happen to your beloved teacher, would you MC?

MC: *rolls their eyes* You wouldn't need my help, anyway. Let go.

Solomon: *squeezes a little tighter* Uh-uh! That wasn't my question.

MC: Sol, I need to stir the soup.

Solomon: And I need to hear an answer.

MC: Solomon, I'm serious.

Solomon: Oh? What's this? I think I'm gonna... ahh...!

MC: Wait, what are you-?

Solomon: Ahhh...!

MC: Solomon, let go!

Solomon: AHHHH....!!

MC: OKAY OKAY, I WOULDN'T LET THEM HURT YOU! Don't you DARE sneeze in my hair!!

Solomon: AHHHH- Just kidding~

*he finally lets them go and they lightly slap his shoulder before turning back around in a huff*

MC: Get out of my kitchen!

Solomon: Then I'll meet you on the couch again?

MC: Only after the soup is done.

Solomon: Then we can cuddle?

MC: Not if you misbehave!

Solomon: What if I steal the blankets~?

MC: *rubs their pounding temples at their teacher's childish antics*

MC: Solomon, I'm serious. Get. Out.

#clingy old man #and his flying snotrags #also im sick right now #and this helped me feel better #obey me #obey me nightbringer #obey me nb #obey me shall we date #shall-we-date-obey-me #obey me solomon #obey me scenarios #obey me incorrect quotes #obey me oneshot #my mc x solomon #see they do love each other #kind of

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l3viat8an · 9 months

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MC & Solomon wearing matching couples t-shirts!! (But make it goofy XD) Solomon’s says “If found return to MC” and MC’s shirt has “I’m MC” on the front and “Just keep him for a few days. I need a break.” on the back.

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fridayth13 · 1 year

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"mc?" solomon called softly.

you shook your head, eyes down, as if that could hide the tears threatening to fall.

he called out your name again. then you all but threw yourself at him, fists clinging desperately to the fabric of his coat. solomon soon found his hands stroking the back of your head, trying to keep his movements as gentle as possible.

"hey.." he murmured. "mc, hey, what happened?"

you shook your head, face buried into his now tear-soaked shirt. a pitiful croak escaped from the back of your throat, sending an ache straight to his heart.

"it's okay, it's okay.." he whispered. the grip of his arms around you grew tighter; more protective. "here, come to bed. it's alright, mc."

it broke solomon's heart that this hadn't even been the first time you came bursting into your shared room in tears. being appointed the demon brothers' attendant had its toll on you and your heart. he knew just how lonely you were. even with him there, he could only be so much.

nonetheless, solomon was all you had in this world of the past. so as he carefully pulled you into bed; as he tucked your head into the crook of his neck; as he wrapped himself around you protectively, using magic to pull the blankets over you both, solomon would do everything in his power to make sure it would be enough.

"just let it all out, mc." he whispered, kissing your head. "i've got you, okay? always. you will always have me."

dividers from @clutteredfun

#i just think. that he. that they. idk #i needed smth low effort i just finished a really long one pls 😭#mine #my writing #drabbles #obey me #om #obey me nightbringer #om nightbringer #omnb #obey me solomon #om solomon #obey me solomon x reader #obey me solomon x you #obey me solomon x mc #om solomon x reader

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wishluc · 1 year

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How about a Yan Solomon (Obey me) who uses the fact that he’s a human like the reader, as some kind of leverage to garner readers favour? Like, Solomon always reminds reader that he is always here for you and that no one else—especially those demon brothers, even Simeon (despite being an angel)—will understand you the way he does. Because, would you rather trust a demon to a human? Trust him, he knows how Devildom works, he knows of the dangers that lurks beneath the shadows. And plus, you ought to stick together. It’s easier that way. Solomon will protect you from everyone else. If you stay with him, he’ll guarantee your safety and happiness.

I don't know why yandere Solomon hadn't occurred to me yet...he's really fun to write for 'ヮ'

✧ CW: yandere character, manipulation

✧ PAIRING: Solomon x GN! reader

Seeing how comfortable you were with him now, it would be unbelievable to anyone else that there was a time you found Solomon intimidating.

Asmo, naturally, was the first to insist that you try talking to him. Despite his assurances that the sorcerer would be delighted to finally talk to you, when you thought back to Solomon and the haughty way his lips curled when he greeted you for the first time, you weren't quite sure about it. After all, what would an infamous magician like Solomon have to talk to you about? You weren't particularly well-versed in magic or anything else that may catch his interest. In comparison, you must look like a foolish little human.

Though Asmo insisted that Solomon wouldn't look down on you for such a thing, just the thought of approaching him without having any qualifications under your belt made you feel uneasy. There should be some form of solidarity between two humans in the Devildom—at least, you hoped so—but with everything the other brothers told you and the mysterious air that shrouded your human counterpart, you didn't really know if he felt the same. You could use a human friend in the unfamiliar world you were thrown into, but Solomon had clearly already made a name for himself here, without your help.

It was during a class that you actually start talking to Solomon.

In retrospect, there was no reason for him to be in that class with you. It was a beginner-level magic class, and Solomon was widely known for his aptitude in magic. You chalked it up to Lord Diavolo intervening with your schedules to make sure you had a chance to befriend Solomon. Having the exchange students be unfamiliar with each other probably wouldn't reflect well on his program.

"So, we finally get to talk," Solomon said, spryly sliding into the seat beside you, "you should know that I've been trying quite hard to reach you, but the brothers have been...determined to not let me drop by and say hello." You instantly thought back to the obscure warnings you had received from your dormmates about the now perfectly ordinary-looking student in front of you. "I hope they haven't frightened you already. From what I've heard, they like telling you all sorts of exaggerated rumors about me." "I wasn't scared," you said, and then regretted it immediately, "I just didn't get a chance to say hello since my first day here." "Well," the smile on his face was almost wicked, tinged with just enough mischief to reassure you, "now you have one."

As you quickly learned, Solomon was everything you were missing in Devildom. He understood your yearning for human realm delicacies that weren't found in the Devildom, going as far as to try and recreate the recipe for you. He found ways to bring you all the music and films you wanted to see again, took you out when you were exhausted from studying, and—it was impossible for you to not grow to like him as much as you did.

Things that felt too personal—too intimate—for you to talk about with the demon brothers, you could tell Solomon. He assured you that even though you couldn't trust the demon brothers, because of their nature, you could trust him ; after all, why would a fellow human ever hold your insecurities and weaknesses against you? When you couldn't even walk around the Devildom without feeling like some devil was going to try and attack you, it was Solomon who kindly taught you some protective magic—though he promised you that he'd ensure you'll never have to use it.

One thing that wasn't developing was your relationship with the brothers. Apart from Asmo, who was content with sharing—his words—you with Solomon as long as you didn't play favorites, your other dorm mates didn't seem to share the same feelings. Lucifer was particularly vocal about his disapproval, claiming that Solomon was dangerous, even for a human, especially because of how powerful he was. (Solomon rolls his eyes when you relay his sentiments, muttering loud enough for you to hear that the brothers had put you in harm's way more than anyone else thus far). Levi was peeved when you told him you were watching the TSL DVDs with Solomon, ("Envy," Solomon chuckles, "typical."), and even Satan scowled at the mention of Solomon helping you with your studies.

"It's in their inherent nature," the sorcerer tells you, "as avatars of their respective sins. You can't really trust a demon, because they would feel no guilt about lying to you for their own gain. Remember when they refused to let us meet when you first came here?"

You nod, but a little voice inside you wants to protest. Solomon could be awfully cynical; surely, the brothers weren't that bad...?

He sighs, "it was expected that they'd become possessive of you. I have no idea why Lord Diavolo didn't plan for you to room in Purgotary Hall instead..."

"In any case, be careful around them," Solomon sounds uncharacteristically stern, "knowing them, they'll just toss you aside once they lose interest."

You had expected the conversation to end in this conclusion, but actually hearing him say those words makes your heart stop, hot tears stinging your eyes. You desperately hoped that the brothers, who you were starting to grow fond of, would also warm up to you. At least you assumed them starting to seek you out was proof of that, but you may have been blindsided; Solomon clearly had a more impartial view of your situation.

Now you were glad you heeded his earlier advice to not make any pacts with the brothers. His reasons were that it would be too risky, and hardly worth all the trouble. Solomon, with his many pacts, could confidently tell you that making pacts with demons was no easy task and that you could completely lose yourself in the process since the demon's feelings would affect you to an extent. Making one with an avatar would only make the effects worse.

"Why are you so insistent on making pacts with them, anyway? If it's leverage against them you're seeking, there's no need to worry. I'm confident I can provide something just as effective."

"You're always ready to mess with others, Solomon," you smile, despite the sorrow weighing you down, "I hope I'll never be on the receiving end of that."

"No, not you," he says, nonchalantly, "you're the only one who's safe."

"Not even Simeon and Luke?"

Solomon shrugs, "Only time will tell if they'll make an enemy of me. It's not that they wish to harm us, but they've got their own motives." You frown, "I can't imagine angels having ulterior motives." His lips quirk upwards, "You know how the demon brothers are loyal to Lord Diavolo? Similarly, the angels have their own loyalties, and I can't say for sure that your well-being is always their priority." "I guess...that makes sense," the realization does sting a little, "the brothers and Lord Diavolo will do anything to make sure I stay here and finish my year, so it's only expected that Simeon and Luke also want to make sure the exchange program is a success." "Don't be too disheartened," that teasing smile, typical of the sorcerer, had returned to Solomon's face again, instantly lightening the mood, "you know I'll always be by your side, right? We humans have to stick together in treacherous territories." You can't help the laugh that follows his dramatic statement, and you absentmindedly move down the couch to make space for him, instantly feeling relaxed when his familiar warmth filled your side. "Aren't you just so lucky to have me?"

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kadeeesworld · 10 months

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A good time

Warning smut— choking more like a hand around your neck but-, rough sex, crying, dirty talk (just a little),body worship, unprotected sex, mentions of pregnancy, aftercare. If you know you’re not meant to be reading this just behave and move on. <3

He had you on your back legs thrown over his shoulders as he pounded into you “such a good girl for me taking my cock like a good little slut” you whined at his words tears starting to form in your eyes “but you’re my slut” he leaned forward his lips coming down against yours his hand creeping up to wrap around your neck “so pretty for me”.

To say he loves you like this was an understatement he loved seeing you all fucked out, heavy breathing, drenched in sweat and arousal and it was all because of him, if he wasn’t so concerned about getting you to cum he would’ve released inside of you long ago but the way your slick walls hugged his cock begging for more he couldn’t do that to you, his pretty girl who took whatever he gave.

He loves you, he loves your body he loves that it’s all his and only his, he loves to kiss up your body from your feet up to your neck and finally your lips his most favorite part about you he swore he couldn’t help himself when it comes to you fucking into overstimulation. He loved to rub and kiss on your body suck on your breast so sweetly listening to your cries and he was close and he could tell you were too the way your walls fluttered around him “you gonna cum for me pretty girl, go ahead let me feel you so I can fill up you up” a few more thrusts and you damn near screamed his name he finally spilled into you filling you up with his warm seed.

“You did so good for me” he leaned back down to wipe your tears and softly kiss your lips. You were out of breath as he finally sadly pulled out,his cum dripping out of you “I cant wait to see your belly swollen with my child , you’d make a beautiful mother.” He lays you down and goes to get a warm rag to clean you up, he lays down next to you and pulls you close kissing the back of your shoulder and whispers sweet words into your ear “I love you” the last thing you heard before you drifted off to sleep.

I cant write smut wtf 😭😭

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