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sheep-from-rad · 1 year

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How Solomon is fairing (Obey me Nightbringer)

Note: It's been a while since I wrote something Obey me related. The new game got me in a chokehold and then at the same time Starrail got released! I guess I'll genshin later.

Warnings: None

Masterlist: [Obey me]

Everyone is talking about how the brothers feel about your sudden disappearance but what about how Solomon feels?

Solomon who…

is torn between waiting for at Cocytus hall and wanting to pick you up from the House of Lamentation. Eventually he'll just go out after you go attend your duties, visit Simeon, and hope that he runs to you after the day.

Solomon who…

knows that you're capable and powerful enough but can't help but worry because you were both at a disadvantage.

Solomon who…

misses the warmth of Purgatory Hall and tries his hardest for Cocytus hall to feel the same. Sure he sees Simeon and Luke whenever he visits HOL but can't help but feel the invisible barriers that sets him apart from the two. He can't help but miss playing games with Luke and miss Simeon's nagging when he doesn't come down or when he misses his meals.

Solomon who…

misses the brothers from the original timeline. From time to time they get into fights but unlike this timeline where the two of you are thrown in, he can't help but also walk on eggshells given that they are not the same brothers before. He won't admit it but he also misses Diavolo, Barbatos, and the rest of the new exchange students.

Solomon who…

wonders if Thirteen already noticed that you and his presence are missing in the timeline. Maybe if she notices it and then she will be able to help the two of you to go home.

Solomon who…

tells you to be careful but always risks his immortal life to make new connections, gather information, and make backup plans in case you two suddenly need to run.

Solomon who…

has healing magic always active on his non dominant hand and combative magic on the other in case some entity suddenly appears.

Solomon who…

already made a routine of getting up at night to check on you in case you have nightmares. He knew that the comfort of the House of Lamentation is different from the new environment that is Cocytus Hall. The new home is not secured as the Purgatory Hall from the original timeline. It doesn't have the spells he carved around the house to make him sleep easy at night.

Solomon who…

burns most of his grimm on take outs because he knows his cooking is not the best and he doesn't want you slaving on a stove after a long day of working as an attendant.

Solomon who…

knows that once the two of you come back to the original timeline, will be the one to blame for the shenanigans because of his shady deals.

Solomon who…

wishes that he can just approach Barbatos about the time anomaly and the situation the two of you are in but can't because doing so will make a paradox that might end up harming you and the others.

Solomon who…

knows that his intentions on helping and protecting are pure but can't help but despises himself because he thinks that he's using the situation as a leverage to be closer to your heart.

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l3viat8an · 8 months

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Hear me out for a sec plzzz

Solomon does this thing; where he’ll casually hold the back of your neck while he stands just behind you. It’s a soft touch, easy to do and keeps you closer to him.

It doesn’t necessarily mean he’s being possessive- but it looks like he is and he loves that~

Really he just enjoys touching you. enjoys idly running his thumb against your skin. enjoys just resting his fingers there lightly to feel your pulse against his fingertips, to feel the way your heart beats a little faster just for him <3

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demonvibez · 4 months

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not rated · tags: angsty comfort, masking reader, pining solomon

Solomon sees you. He sees how hard you work, the stress you carry, the constant state of overwhelm you try to hide. He sees how you spread yourself so thin, constantly trying to hold the balance of three realms on your shoulders. The way you travail the hardships of your loved ones as if they're your own. You take it all in stride, chin up and a smile plastered across your face. You always put everyone else first - your demons, your angels, even him. He often laments over it late at night, seemingly distracted from his current spellwork, eyes cast into the distance as he wonders . . .

Why? Why hasn't anyone else noticed? Why can't they see the mask you wear so you can remain strong for those around you? Why can't they see the threads that hold you together, stretched so thin, so frayed, so ready to snap? You bare so much burden that a gentle zephyr could tear you apart, yet you remain so strong and resilient, as if you are the storm itself . . .

But you don't have to.

Why do you insist on going on like this? As if you must go through this all alone. He knows you put on a brave face for the Brothers, but surely you know, he's different - surely you know you don't have to maintain that façade for him.

Why won't you come to him? Why won't you let your guard down?

It's okay to fall apart - he'll always be there to pick up the pieces. He'll always be there to catch you when you fall. Please just let him be the one to kiss your tears as they cascade down your trembling cheeks. Let him be the one you're vulnerable with and bring you the comfort you so desperately need - that you so rightfully deserve. He wants so badly to wrap his arms around you, to cloak you in his love and care.

Melt into his touch, for you have already captivated his heart. Bare your soul to him, for he is eager to give you his own in return.

He will always be your safe place - an anchor for you against the tides of time, the only constant among the chaos that your life has become in this realm.

No matter how far he must traverse to find you, no matter the era nor realm, Solomon will always be there to ensure that you will never have to walk alone.

If only you'll take his hand . . .

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halaxia · 9 months

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cw | smut, semi-possessive sol, nsfw under the cut mdni

Solomon was a patient man.

He kept mostly to himself whilst at RAD, stealing glances your way in the subtlest of fashions whenever you might have happened to share a class, purposefully brushing his hand against yours after he asks you to hand him something, sending a playful wink in your direction when nobody was looking.

He was not one to enjoy answering incessant questions about himself and his personal affairs, and with how quickly rumours spread at RAD (usually thanks to Asmodeus’s natural ability to never be able to keep his mouth shut when he sees an inkling of a relationship between any two individuals), Solomon knew that the two of you would not be immune to being the center of demon-gossip around the school.

Whenever he would find himself at the House of Lamentation (which was quite often, seeing as you frequented there nearly every day and he took it upon himself to walk you back to Cocytus Hall after a long day spent being an attendant to the brothers), he let himself be a little more lax around you; lingering touches and innuendos did not go unnoticed by the brothers, nor did they fail to tell you just how much disdain they held for the sorcerer, always when he just happened to be in earshot.

Solomon cared naught for the contempt the brothers held for him, whether they voiced so or not—he always lurked around corners just long enough to hear you defend him.

He did not let his resolve crack around the brothers, not even around Simeon and Luke—despite how unnecessarily handsy everyone was with you, at the end of the day in Cocytus Hall when you were pressed up against Solomon with greedy lips roaming your body, he made sure you knew exactly who you belonged to.

“Solomon,” you moaned, arching your back as he pounded into your aching cunt. His hands moved from your hips to your throat, pulling you up so that your back met his chest, both of your bodies coated in a thin sheen of sweat.

“They can’t make you feel like this, can they?” he said breathily into your ear, kissing the spot just below it on your neck. “Those…those brothers think they know you better than I do, but they don’t, do they? Not when I have you like this, hm?” His hand moved slowly down your stomach to tease your clit, his other hand moving up and down the column of your neck slowly as you shook your head fervently, eyes squeezed shut in ecstasy.

“Use your words,” he encouraged, voice low and sultry as he slowed the movements of both his hips and his fingers, the change of pace prompting you to whine his name in protest.

“N-no,” you stuttered, desperately clenching around his cock, the constriction forcing his breath to catch in his throat.

“No, what?” he managed before his lips returned to your neck, biting gently on the places he knew would drive you insane—he knew, nobody else did. “You can do better than that.”

“Th-they can’t make me feel like this—please, Solomon,” you begged, a smirk tugging at his lips at your affirmation as he picked up the pace once again, the tips of his fingers brushing against your clit with just enough pressure to elicit a wanton moan from your lips.

“That’s my girl,” he praised, eyes fluttering shut as he kissed the skin of your neck with more urgency; his girl—you were his, and he was yours.

Solomon was patient, yes—he would hold his composure around others, ignoring (but not overlooking) the way the brothers’ eyes lingered on you when you turned your back to them, the whispers of you amongst the students at RAD, the apprentice of the strongest (and only) human sorcerer in the Devildom. He was patient because, at the end of it all, nobody knew you like he did—your secrets, your troubles, your body, you laid it all bare for him, nobody else.

Solomon relished in the fact that, no matter how desperately anybody else wanted you, they’d never get to have you—you’d chosen him over everybody else, and although he’d sometimes glance at the faded pact marks on your skin with disdain, they meant little to him when he knew that he was the only one who could have you under him in such a manner. His was the name that would be the first you’d utter in the early morning when you’d whine about having to wake up so early and beg for five more minutes with him, and his was the name that would be the last to leave your lips at the end of the night when the moon would shine brightly on your skin through his window, illuminating you so beautifully for only his eyes to see.

“I love you,” he breathed against your skin, your chests rising and falling in sync before he caught your lips in a kiss, much gentler than he had been with you a moment ago.

“I love you too,” you whispered, and Solomon felt peace knowing that his would be the only ears to hear you utter those words in the three realms. Not any angel, not any demon, and not any other human—it was just him and you.

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strange-pass · 2 months

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Hello! I saw you had requests open! I was wondering if you could write something that's like... just domestic life fluff. Maybe they're in the human world together and just chilling. I don't know. But just some nice domestic life fluff. Either with Barbatos, Solomon, or Simeon. I cannot decide as my heart is longing for all three of them right now 😂

Up in the Human World

Domestic life Headcanons

Pairing: Simeon, Barbatos, Solomon x GN! Reader (separately)

Synopsis: Simeon, Barbatos, and solomon go to the human world to visit MC

A/N: These were so adorable to write. I was so excited that anon requested these because I haven’t written fan fiction in a bit so I’m glad people want to see more work! I decided to try out a new divider because I find this one so cute honestly. I may try out a couple depending on what I’m writing. This was written as romantic by the way! Have a lovely day 🫶

Requesting here

genre: Romantic fluff, no warnings!

word count: 1270+ altogether

💐 Simeon:

-Simeon loves visiting you in the human world because he barely gets to go, he’s either in the celestial realm or in the devildom. When he does go, he stays with you for a month or two before he absolutely needs to go back. This visit is considered his break and he loves spending it with you.

-You and Simeon have a movie night every week, just you two in order to spend time together. There are some human movies that are available in the celestial realm, but rarely. He suggests two types of movies, bad movies, and romantic movies. Since he’s a writer, he likes to criticize the direction and story telling of the movies, he cannot believe how bad and cliche some of the movies you have, get. He tends to gravitate towards romance movies when suggesting a genuine movie, this is because he likes the emotional closeness to you. When he’s watching these movies though, he sometimes thinks that you two have way better chemistry than the main characters in these story lines and thinks of how you two would handle situations in the movie. He likes when you pick a movie though, he likes to explore different options and styles of writing. One thing that will never change is how he loves to cuddle you, if you’re alright with it of course.

-Since he has a garden in the celestial realm, he grows various flowers outside of the home. He grows the, outside because he thinks direct sunlight is better for the flowers. This is also for your own good in case you have an allergy to the pollen. On occasions, he grows plants inside that don’t smell in case the weather isn’t ideal. He’s still a bit naive since the celestial realm has the same kind of weather every day. When he brings seeds to your home, sometimes you need to tell him that they don’t grow in this region of the world. Once he gets used to the technology you use, he makes sure to check what grows in your part of the world. He tries to grow your favourite kind of plant, and gets you to water the plants with him.

-The first time he’s asked to sleep in your bed, he’s a bit red in the face. He insists that you don’t need to offer him the bed.. the real reason is because he’s nervous of being so close to you, he’s not sure of the habits he does in his sleep, or how you’ll react if he accidentally pulls the blankets off of you, or something bolder like pulling you closer to him. No matter what, he’s happy that you wanted to sleep in the same bed as him since it shows you trust him.

💐 Barbatos:

-Barbatos asks for permission to visit you in the human world when he has a vacation. The downside is that he can’t stay for very long since he serves Diavolo, but comes as often as he can.

-Whenever he visits you, he has a habit of serving you like he would Diavolo. He does not mean to do this, but since he cares about you, he automates to his butler personality to show how he feels about you. You need to remind him that he can sit and relax around you. He listens to your advice for a while, until he gets antsy and ends up cleaning so you have a perfectly tidy place without any worries.

-He loves baking together, it’s not just a way to spend time with you, but both of you can sit at a table and enjoy your handiwork. Depending on your baking level, he will pick a recipe that’s a bit above your level so he can teach you how to bake it properly. He finds it to be a fun challenge for both of you, his part of the challenge is making sure that it’s fun for him and you to do.

-You have different foods in the human world, and he wants to make sure he tries all kinds of cuisines. This gives him new ideas for his own cooking, and a fun date idea. He suggests something new for dinner every night he’s there, so you go to different restaurants in order to try dishes. The thing is… going to new places all of the time can be a bit exhausting, so you ask him about delivery and he’s a bit surprised by it because he’s never tried ordering food through an app. They have akuber in the devildom, but Barbatos always makes supper, so he never needs to order out. After some time, the money adds up so Barbatos just makes the food himself since it’s cheaper for you and he makes excellent food, even if he’s never cooked the dish before.

-Barbatos always sleeps by himself, so he seems like he is glad to be joining you for sleep. In reality he’s a bit hesitant BECAUSE he always sleeps by himself. It’s a bit of a vulnerable position for him, but as long as he keeps reminding himself that it’s just you, he’s having the most comfortable sleep of his life alongside the person he cares about the most.

💐 Solomon:

-Solomon visits you a-lot since he doesn’t technically work anywhere, he goes wherever he’s needed. The downtime between him going somewhere is spent with you, at your home in the human world.

-He loves cooking for you! Mostly to your detriment… He has so much passion for what he makes for you, but you can’t tell what he was trying to make most of the time. He says that he put his own spin on the original dish, and then questions why you look so shocked as to what recipe he was trying to replicate. He always thanks you for making food or ordering though, just as long as he’s no where near the kitchen.

-When you’re doing something in your home, you’ll find little love notes in random places from Solomon, he leaves these in hopes that you’ll find them and feel loved. They are always in little envelopes that are stamped with a red rose to signify his love. He hides them in the weirdest places though, in a shoe, the back of the freezer, between the cushions of a couch, and the pocket of a coat you haven’t worn in a while.

-Whenever he goes out, he almost always comes back with a game for you to play with him. It could be a game as big as monopoly, or a dice game like Yahtzee. What he doesn’t want you to know is that he is great at all types of games because he’s been alive for so long. The only thing that gives him away is how overly confident he is, sometimes a bit cocky as well. This can also be his loss because he doesn’t replay games for long periods of time since he doesn’t have many people to play them with. When he loses, he feints being sad, but loves seeing the smile on your face when you win.

-Solomon is actually the first one to suggest sleeping in the same bed, he’s a bit cheeky like that. He has absolutely no problem in sleeping beside you, but he never shows just how excited he is. This is his own little dream, being beside you and making sure you’re safe through the night. Maybe in the morning he’ll surprise you with breakfast as well, made with all his heart, of course! Seeing you is his motivation for working, and he glad he visited.

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another-lost-mc · 1 year

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Truancy

Your demon friends think Solomon is a bad influence on you. If they only knew the truth.

SOLOMON x afab!Reader 1.7k words | NSFW | Smut | Some Fluff | Established Relationship Content warnings: Horny thoughts, pet names, explicit sexual content. f!Reader has a high sex drive. Reader uses gn!pronouns. Insatiable AU: [Part 2] [Part 3]

It’s not a complete surprise when the two humans in RAD’s student exchange program start dating. Some might even call it romantic that you both found friendship and love in a place like the Devildom. What does surprise your demon and angel friends is the enthusiasm you two have for each other.

Your friends notice when you and Solomon disappear from a classroom, or a meeting, or a party, without so much as a warning. You use any available surface when the mood suits you, defiling it with your hastily-removed clothing and your sweat and cum and sometimes blood and tears. Even though Solomon removes all traces of your activities with magic afterwards, your friends know you were up to something behind closed doors.

The only misunderstanding is that they believe Solomon is the instigator, using his silk-smooth tongue and sorcerous ways to seduce you.

But they would be wrong.

Solomon basks in the warmth of your affection while you tempt him with your insatiable appetite to be close, to have him near you and inside you as much as possible. He protects you from everything in the world that would cause you pain, and he gives you everything he possibly can to make you happy and make you feel good. In return, you love him fiercely and passionately and give his long, lonely life new purpose.

When you arrive at RAD early in the mornings, your first class of the day is usually tolerable; the craving you feel for him isn’t too overwhelming yet. Solomon knows how to start your day to make it easier: first he wakes you up with cuddles, and then you share lots of sweet, playful kisses, and finally he rolls on top of you and brings you to orgasm with some warm, sleepy sex.

This morning was a bit different. He had to get up early to run an errand in the human world before school; he mumbled his apologies to you when his alarm woke you both up at some ungodly hour.

Before he left to do whatever it was, he slid under the sheets and sucked your nipples through the thin fabric of your nightgown. It doesn’t matter that he kept moving down your body until he could trace his name into your slick folds with his tongue, or that he sucked on your clit until your voice went hoarse and his mouth and chin were wet and glistening with your slick.

That’s not the point.

The point is, it’s been hours since you’ve felt his body against yours and even longer since you’ve had his fingers or his cock inside you. You’re squirming uncomfortably in your seat while you pretend to pay attention to whatever the professor is talking about.

If you cross your legs and press your thighs together just right, you can almost tease yourself with the friction you crave - but it’s not enough.

It’s never enough.

The professors at RAD figure out quickly that working in close quarters is too distracting for both of you. Their solutions are simple: assigned seating and pairing you off with other students for practical demonstrations or group work. It feels juvenile, but sometimes it helps. Other times, the forced separation adds fuel to the fire while you wait to see whose resolve will break first.

When the professor instructs everyone to pair off to begin today’s lesson - brewing some obscure elixir you don’t think you’ll ever use - Solomon and his partner are setting up nearby while you help Leviathan organize your own materials.

Solomon has his back to you while he slips his lab coat over top of his clothes, but he turns his head enough so he can wink at you while he puts his safety glasses on.

“Can’t be too careful,” he says, his voice laced with poorly concealed amusement.

You fold your arms over your chest and glare at him. You are absolutely not pouting.

When Solomon wears his glasses, he knows exactly what he’s doing. It doesn’t matter if he’s wearing safety glasses in the alchemy lab or when he claims he can’t read the blackboard properly - he puts them on deliberately, with intent. He holds your smoldering gaze with his own, a smug grin on his stupidly handsome face, until one of you (usually you) looks away.

Right now you want nothing more than to rip his glasses off and pull him to the floor and grind against his face. Judging by the way he licks his lips, and the way he smirks when your desperate gaze tracks the movement, he wants you to do that, too.

His eyes suddenly light up with mischief, and you know his torment isn’t over yet.

“Let me help you with your coat, my darling,” he offers when he steps into your space. He slips the long, white coat onto your shoulders and his palms glide over your breasts while he smooths down the front. His fingers brush against you while he fastens the buttons with his nimble fingers.

“All better,” he murmurs quietly, his warm gaze looking you over appreciatively.

He might be in the mood to tease, but you’re not - not anymore. Your underwear is damp with your arousal and the throbbing need between your legs is making your belly cramp with how fucking empty you feel when you clench around nothing. You want to bend over the nearest surface and beg him to fuck your brains out, and even though voyeurism usually isn’t your thing, right now you don’t care who else watches.

You blink back frustrated tears. “I need you,” the words fall from your lips in a hoarse whisper, your final plea for mercy. You don’t trust yourself to say anything else.

His thumb wipes away the tears you couldn’t stop from falling. He smiles gently and you know he understands. He brushes his lips across your forehead.

“Soon,” is the only promise he can make before the professor instructs you both to go back to work.

The rest of the class goes by in a blur. Your mind is hazy with your growing need to fuck or be fucked and your lover is out of arms reach and wearing far too many clothes for your liking. You do your best to concentrate on your assignment and hand Levi the ingredients he asks for.

Poor Levi - he tries so hard to be a good friend but he doesn't know how to help you. He shoots you worried glances when he notices how distracted you are, how you almost look like you're in pain. He blames Solomon - whatever's wrong must be his fault.

When Levi asks you quietly if you're alright, you lie and mumble that you're fine. You hope he doesn't notice the sweat beading along your hairline, or the way you rub your thighs together under your skirt.

The bell finally rings and before you know what's happening, Solomon grabs your hand and leads you from the classroom without saying a word. You can barely focus on more than putting one foot in front of the other, but his grip is firm as he moves through the bustling hallway with single-minded purpose.

He promised to take care of you, after all.

When you stop walking, you realize he’s pulled you into some sort of storage room. The walls are lined with shelves and there’s unused furniture stacked in the cramped space. It’s dark and a bit dusty, but he whispers charms under his breath that will deter any potential interruptions, just in case.

He’s already reaching for your skirt and hitching it up your legs as he walks you backwards until you bump against something. He helps lift you onto the desk and his hands slide up your thighs until your skirt is bunched around your waist. He bends his head low and even in the dim lighting, you can see his eyes darken when he realizes how utterly drenched you are.

You grab a fistful of his hair and tilt your head back with a sigh when he mouths against your folds through your soaked underwear. He groans when he allows himself a little taste, teasing the entrance of your hole with his tongue with only the flimsy cotton material between you.

He grabs the waistband and yanks your underwear down your legs. He smirks when he shoves them into his pocket for later, and he starts unbuckling his belt. The front of his pants are tented obscenely and you whine with anticipation when he finally frees his cock.

You lay back against the desk and he grabs your hips and pulls you flush against him. You rest your legs on his shoulders and your fingers grip the edge of the desk to brace yourself. When he leans forward and buries himself to the hilt in one smooth thrust, your slick guides him inside easily and a satisfied cry rips from your throat.

He doesn’t give you time to adjust when he starts to fuck you, his hands guiding your hips so he can pull you onto his cock with each hard, perfect thrust. The pleas that falls from your lips compel him to give you more, to give it to you harder and faster, to fill you up so you never feel empty again. He obliges until you’re screaming his name, and he pumps himself into you until your walls milk his cock and he has nothing more to give.

When you’re both finally satisfied and you’ve gotten what you were desperate for - his cum trickling out of your hole and down your thighs, your skin damp with sweat and sweet with the scent of his musk - you limp out of the closet on trembling legs. He wraps his arm around your waist to keep you steady.

“We’ve already missed half of our next class,” he says quietly while he nuzzles your temple. “Should we go clean up?”

As much as you both enjoy the messy afterglow, he knows you’re not comfortable being seen like this in front of the others - and he’s not keen on letting the demons or angels see you this way, either.

“A shower would be nice,” you admit. But then you bite your lip and glance at him with renewed interest. “And I wouldn’t mind some company.”

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cosmicstarlatte · 4 months

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If we're being thirsty tonight: getting used by the brothers right before class so you have to go out completely stuffed full of demon nut. You're doing a good job of keeping it all in until someone teasingly smacks your ass too hard.

nsfw mdni // poly (skirt wearing) mc, use of 'slut', mc gets recorded, humiliation, messy headcanon I suppose lol

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when you simultaneously love the humiliation but feel a sense of pride too by having taken all of them 😩

but also;;; me thinking of mc wearing a skirt and Solomon being the one to smack your ass, he's disappointed he couldn't get to you first. perhaps he will wait til later.

he does note, however, your disappointment.

"mmm don't tell me the brothers left you unsatisfied? Or are you just that much of a cock hungry slut?"

imagine he takes you right back out of class to the nearest restroom and records you cleaning yourself up from the brothers mess,

"Tell them why you're cleaning yourself up"

"Mm...need your cum...p-please. I n-need it."

once you're all cleaned up of course he takes care of you, he makes sure to send a close up of your messy filled hole to them and your fucked out face.

he ends the video with, "now that's how you fuck someone."

#can u guys tell I'm absolutely SICK and UNWELL tonight #obey me #obey me smut #obey me headcanons #obey me solomon #obey me solomon x reader #obey me solomon x you #◇˖・ﾟ— › cosmic obey me . ⊹#✩ — the star: javert!

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j-hutcherbaby · 10 months

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The freedom we have to say this without any consequences >>>

(also mammon's reaction😭)

#obey me #obey me imagines #obey me mammon #obey me headcanons #obey me solomon x reader #obey me swd #obey me boys #obey me solomon #omswd mc #obey me nightbringer #obey me solomon x you #obey me lucifer #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos

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certifiedlucifersimp · 10 months

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I wonder if Future!Solomon hide Past!Solomon in there

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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."

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saturncodedstarlette · 5 days

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Solomon : Just know that if you ever feel you’re in danger, I’m just one phone call away—

Solomon : If— if that’s what you want, of course. I’m not trying to imply that you’re incapable or anything *rambling*

MC : Actually I do need your help, Solomon

Solomon : I’m sorry, I need to mind my own business— OH! you said yes! ✨O✨

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wepsi · 2 years

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Don't hover, SIT on my face- Solomon(smut)

(Not my art, go follow @ obangye on Instagram!)

Female reader, established relationship

Cw: face riding, blow job, 69, fingering

This one turned out a lot more light hearted and kinda funny

Scenario: Being a little inexperienced with sex (a virgin), Solomon offered for you to sit on his face instead. What does that mean?

"What did you say again?"

"I said... you should sit on my face."

"How am I suppose to do that?"

Solomon using his hand to shape the air like your ass and plot it on his face, he looked so serious but you couldn't help but laugh.

"Now come here honey I'm waiting."

He was sitting on the bed, you hop on and crawl on all fours towards him, and he lets out a playful purr. You plop yourself in front of him, waiting for instruction. Solomon starts undressing you, looking at you with hungry eyes and a cocky smile. He pulls off your top, and unbuckles your bra with ease. He gives one of your nipples a teasing pull before undressing your bottoms.

After pulling them off he pulls you into a make out session, grinning into the kiss excited for what's about to happen. He lightly nibbles and sucks on your lips, pulling away he jokes.

"Now that I've tasted these lips, I want the other pair, turn around beautiful."

Blushing, you obediently turn around on your all fours, and feel Solomon lay on his back to slide under you, giving your ass a smack. You feel kinda self conscious to have yourself on full display, and try to cover yourself which gets your hands swat away by Solomon.

"Ahhhhh this is embarrassing, don't look."

"Honey you look so sexy right now, don't try to hide it, ok? now sit."

You don't want to hurt him, so you gingerly try to lower yourself over his face and stop at a hover.

"Don't hover, SIT on my face!"

"I don't want to hurt you Solomon!"

"You can't hurt me love, I WANT you to suffocate me, squeeze me with those thighs. If this is how I die I would die happily."

Finally believing him, you plop down and take your seat, earning a satisfied grunt from Solomon. He gives you a thumbs up reassuring you he's fine, and rests his arms to wrap around your thighs. This way he can adjust how much space and pressure there was, Solomon wasn't exactly weak. Sitting nervously on top, you feel him begin making out with you from below.

You weren't sure what to do while he was lapping below you, you begin playing with your chest like you would if you were masturbating. Solomon was hungrily lapping at you as if you were his favorite meal, catching your clit with the tip of his tongue. All you could hear is the slurping noises and your own whimpers. It felt so so good, starting to grind on Solomon's face he gives you a few more playful spanks.

Opening your half lidded eyes you notice his very obvious bulge, it was just right there. You lean down to unzip his pants, and pull his throbbing cock out. Solomon grunts against your entrance, sending a vibration through you that felt so good you almost lost your balance. You give his cock a few clumsy pumps, and decide to taste him as well. Fitting his length in your mouth, it was hot and twitching.

You do your best to bob up and down, feeling happy when he rewards your effort with grunts against your cunt. Just when you felt like you got a good rhythm going, you feel a finger slipping in your pussy. Seeing you jump, Solomon lets out a chuckle and starts fingering you the same rhythm you set. Not wanting to cum first, you upped the pace of your hand over the parts of his cock you couldn't fit in your mouth.

Then you feel Solomon speeding up the pace as well, ohhh this is a competition! You start trying to fit more of him into your mouth, slightly gagging which made him whimper, ha! Just when you thought you won Solomon slipped in a second finger, which made you pause in ecstasy. Both of you trying to out do each other, him fingering you and lapping and sucking like his life depended on it; you fondling his balls and gagging on his cock and tasting his precum.

With both of you frantically pleasing each other, and moaning and groaning on each other's sex. You were getting close to orgasm, your legs squeezing around Solomon's head. You let out a final moan and cream all over his face, juices running down his cheeks,seeing that he won Solomon finally releases as well, pumping his seed all in your mouth. It tasted slightly salty and bitter, doing your best to swallow it all, you sit up to check on your boyfriend.

"Did I hurt you? I'm sorry I squeezed your head."

Solomon looks up in your eyes, cocky grin on his face from getting you to cum first. Licking his lips, which makes your heart skip a beat,

"Of course not, if getting my head squeezed like a watermelon is how I go I would be ok."

Straddling his lap shyly, you give him a kiss, tasting your juices on him, you tell him almost in a whisper,

"I think I'm ready to actually do it."

"You aren't joking are you?"

Solomon's eyes widen, you give him a reassurance smile and a peck on the lips. Solomon pulls you as close as he could, and says before devouring your lips,

"I hope you aren't planning on doing anything tomorrow dear ;3"

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I feel like Solomon is pretty playful, and I lowkey chuckled writing this

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l3viat8an · 7 months

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Just thinkin’ about the way Solomon would give you little neck kisses whenever you’re cooking or doing the dishes and then he just stand there with his arms around your waist ‘n resting his chin on your shoulder <3

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nicofics · 7 months

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𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬, 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬.

𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘮𝘰𝘯 𝘹 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

summary: solomon confesses his feelings for mc.

notes: i havent wrote something in ages!! i recently got back into obey me AGAIN and i can’t stop thinking of solomon

it started normal. you and solomon would eat lunch together, watch old devildom tv shows in cocytus hall, or even just look at eachother in a not-so-friendly kind of way. everyone noticed it, even diavolo did. though for some reason you never did. solomon was aware of his feelings for you, but he knew he would tell you soon..

“MC? where are you?” solomon shouted through cocytus hall as he scavenged around the large house trying to find you. you however, were in the kitchen, cooking lunch. it was almost your job to cook everyday, you couldn’t trust solomon to cook for you or himself. “i’m in the kitchen sol!” you shouted back, not taking your concentration off of your food. solomon entered the room, a soft smile in his face as he saw you, standing beautifully as you worked. he leaned on the door frame, “what’s up?” you ask, taking your eyes away from the meal for just a few seconds. “you look beautiful there” he said, teasingly. you were taken aback, of course solomon wasn’t a stranger to flirting, but it felt different this time.

“where’d that come from?” you smirked, he shook his head, “nowhere, i just wanted to tell you..” he kept silent, you kept working. “…i like you alot, MC..” he said, moving his gaze from you, and to the floor, slightly afraid of what you might say. although he had lived for a long time, confessions were never his forte. “really? i do too!” you smiled at him, unaware of what his heart truly meant. he shook his head, “no, MC, i love you” that got your attention. you looked up at him, shocked, you weren’t exactly expecting a confession today, but nevertheless it made your cheeks heat up. “oh..” you thought for a moment, trying to gather up what you wanted to say to him.

amongst the silence, solomon could hear his own heartbeat in his ears, he was nervous beyond the devildom. “i guess.. i love you too” solomons head perked up, he smiled, “really?” “really” you smiled back at him, although it may of seemed it came out of nowhere, that was all the more perfect about the moment.

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