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tsukii0002 · 2 days
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Back to the present time after the events of nightbringer.
Solomon: Mc cooked for me every day, *blushing* we looked like a newlywed couple.
The brothers: *looking at Mc with disbelief*
Mc: What? we lived together, either I cooked or I died of food intoxication.
Mammon: Oh well- What do you mean living together?
Solomon: Te he, tremendous lovebirds we are.
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slutifer · 2 days
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Solomon: mc isn’t feeling well, so how ‘bout i take over their cooking duty tonight?
Lucifer: is that a fuckin’ threat
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(OM!) MC
- Voted most likely to get kidnapped by a serial killer and then have said serial killer develop stockholm syndrome
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valsdelulucorner · 12 hours
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Belphie head cannons <3
Belphie is a very cuddly person with the right people. With Beel and you, he can easily just lean against you and fall asleep. With Lucifer however, he would rather wake up and be productive then lay against him.
I feel like belphie likes to do things with his hands like knitting and crocheting. Since he got locked in the attic, there wasn't anything interesting in there for him to do so he decided to teach himself knitting. He can now knit without looking so if he feels sleepy or is watching a movie with the others, he might just subconsciously start knitting.
If MC comes down as a singer, Belphie will probably love laying on your lap while you sing to him and play with his hair. He mostly loves listening to sing songs like "rises the moon" or "I don't want to set the world on fire" while he cuddles into your lap. He loves listening to you belt out songs like "my heart will go on" aswell but he prefers the softer songs he can fall asleep to
Will just fall limp against you randomly if he wants you to stay with him, if he wants you to carry him or if he's jealous. Your trying to leave bed to get ready? He's limp on top of you so you either have to stay in bed for the day of have one of his brothers remove him. He sees you talking with some other lowlife demon? Suddenly your holding him up and focusing on him now, not that scum you were talking to. He gets tired walking around and Beel isn't around? He's now nuzzling into your neck while you give him a piggyback ride, his tail wrapped around you both to make sure he doesn't fall off
Now I hate the fact that we just forgave belphie so easily after he literally killed us then tried to kill us again. Imagine MC was actually really weary around belphie for a few weeks/months after the incident and it was just eating belphie up inside seeing how scared we were of him
He kept trying to prove to MC that he got better and he wouldn't hurt them but sometimes it came off as to much and mammon stood in-between you both and took you away. It was only until he caught you in the observatory and decided to have a long conversation with you about everything. You saw how genuine he was in his apology so you guys made up and went on as friends
100% would share you with Beel. Cuddle piles, food runs, movie marathons, classes, he wouldn't mind Beel being there but he does like having one on one time with you without beel there
Your the only one he doesn't mind waking him up. He has and will again cuss out his brothers for waking him up (cough Lucifer cough). He might get annoyed initially but when he realizes its you, he will calm down and reach for you
He butts his head into you often, like how cats show their affection. He does it often while cuddling you, if you both are just laying in bed and talking about anything, he will gently butt his head into your jaw, side or neck and just act like nothing happened
Belphie does love cuddling you, that's pretty obvious but he also loves doing other things with you. He absolutely adores it when you listen to him nerd about the constellations and planets in devildom, gently holding your hand as he points to which one is which. He does love going on walks with you and stopping at shops that have crystals and little trinkets, buying matching things with you
Crystal and zodiac girly, need I say more
If you have scars from when he killed you, it breaks his heart every time he sees them once you guys start dating. While cuddling or even just sitting together, he will gently trace star protection spells over them, making sure they don't hurt or open up again
He finds it funny when your focused on something then he randomly brushes his fluffy tail across your face. Your annoyed and surprised face is just the cutest thing. If you go back to working, he will just curl up on your lap and wrap his tail around you, nuzzling his face into your neck while his tail keeps you close to him, making sure your safe in his embrace
Because he used to be infatuated with humans in his younger years, he likes to admire the way you age or the way you experience things differently to them. Your tastebuds, your hands, your skin, your hair, your eyes, everything is different to him but he loves that about you
He like to trace little spells into your skin when you both are cuddling in bed, he wants to make sure his starlight has the best of dreams while being held by him. After he makes sure all of his protection spells are in place, he will wrap his tail around you and let you spoon him, feeling safe in your arms
"will i see you in my dreams my dear?" "of course, my love"
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This was suggested by @cuddlybelphie, Thank you so much for the suggestion! This was such a fun write
Who should i do next?
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temis-de-leon · 3 days
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Solomon x gn!reader in trad goth attire
Characters: Solomon, reader
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Anon request: Hey again! ☆ can i request Solomon reacting to !gn reader dressing in traditional goth wardrobe for the first time?
Prompt can be changed to you liking and whether it's in the form of a fic, headcanons or shitpost is up to you ♡☆
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A/N: I based MC's clothes and makeup on 80's trad goth fashion. MC is a lil' black sheep and Solomon (and me) are simping for them. This is set at the start of season 2 in the OG game. Hope you enjoy it!
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Solomon didn’t really think about the way you looked. He’d seen Asmo make infinite assumptions about your appearance and he had to admit he put some input from time to time, but he didn’t really mind. He was content talking to and seeing your adorable miniature bovine body, black wool and all.
And it was that, the wool, what they should’ve taken into consideration when wondering about the real version of you.
There he stood, mere feet away from you, gawking as you talked on the phone; one of the brothers, perhaps? Your figure seemed impossibly tall, clashing against the crowd on your black attire: long leather coat almost touching the floor, a concoction of lace and velvet on your upper body and fishnets making your legs even lengthier.
He couldn’t stop staring; not even when the people around him looked at him in reprimand, surely taking him as a creep.
Then you blocked the phone and his plans of reinserting himself into your life as his usual mysterious self were forgotten. Rushing towards you, still transfixed by what he was seeing, Solomon called your name.
“Over here, MC!”
“Solomon?!”
He relished in your dumbfounded expression, giving himself the freedom to study you from up-close. Your face was as white as a sheet of paper and your eyes were framed by a complicated design of thick black lines. The hair on your head vaguely reminded him of the wool you had as a sheep, wild with no sense of direction, and he couldn’t help but smile at the comparison.
“You’re staring an awful lot and saying little to nothing”
Solomon chuckled, not embarrassed at all, and you smiled. The colour of your lips matched the makeup surrounding your gaze.
“I’m merely admiring you, MC. I never expected you to have this fashion style”
“And? Does my fashion style live to your expectations?”
He checked your lips again and didn’t bother to hide his interest when you bit your bottom one. Its contrast against the white of your teeth and the rest of your face didn’t let him stop staring.
Obsessing.
“I’d say it does more than that”
There was silence for a few seconds, other humans around you going through their lives without knowing what was happening between you two. Did you even know?
You finally laughed and lightly punched his arm, breaking the trance and leaving a certain tension behind. Solomon smiled in return and chose to leave the topic, at least for the time being.
“What are you doing here? It’s been so long!”
He sighed in a dramatic flair.
“Well, you know me… I’ve been occupied”
“And you show up now because…?”
You raised your eyebrows, making him laugh. He couldn’t distract you even if he tried, probably because he himself was distracted.
Your lips were so black.
“I was thinking…”
“You think too much”
“I was thinking. How do you feel about a brief visit to the Devildom?”
He enjoyed your immediate interest, back straightening as you got close to him in delight.
“What do you mean?”
“Surely you miss the brothers, right? And of course they miss you too, so, wouldn’t a quick trip be worth our while?
The mistrust in your eyes was quickly overpowered by your eagerness, the crosses in your earrings and your necklaces calling for his attention when they clanged like a wind chime.
“Perhaps you want to take those off”
“Oh, yeah”
Fingernails were black too, but your jewellery was entirely made of silver and stones, big and small, carefully placed in all your digits, your wrists and everything that allowed to wear something.
It became hypnotizing and he couldn’t avoid blushing in embarrassment when you finally snapped your fingers in his face while laughing in amusement.
Solomon couldn’t help but redirect his vision to your lips one last time.
How would he look with black lipstick?
Care to stick with him a little longer, MC?
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satansaidnottoday · 3 days
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A surprise meeting.
Info: Human AU, Lucifer's Mc, GN!Mc.
Summary: Satan and Lucifer want to make you an offer. Happens after this.
Warnings: none.
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The sun wasn't fully out yet, barely rearing its head on the horizon. The streets were painted in soft orange light, and the morning frost was slowly melting. You already had quite a few customers sitting down. The café wasn't very popular, but it had a dedicated and slowly growing fan base. If you kept it up, you might not go bankrupt by the end of the year. 
You went outside to place the chalkboard sign that listed your breakfast deals, taking a moment to look at the sunrise. From the corner of your eye, you saw a familiar pair turn at the corner.
You leaned over the sign as they approached. "Ah, my favorite customers!"
"Good morning, Mc," the brothers said at the same time. 
It made you smile. Of all the siblings, they were the most similar. If it wasn't for the blonde hair and green eyes, Satan would be identical to Lucifer. They had to be related.
"What can I get started on for you?" You asked, opening the door for them.
"A ragdoll, please," the blond answered first this time. He walked over to the table nearest to the window. You found that weird; he'd usually sit near the play area. 
"A black coffee for me, please," Lucifer said. He waited by your side for a few seconds and then leaned closer to whisper. "Make his decaffeinated, please." 
"You got it." You lean closer still and whisper back.
He chuckles, which is the most you've managed to get from him. You count it as a victory and go back behind the counter to make their drinks. Black coffee is pretty straightforward, but sculpting the little foam cat on top of the ragdoll (which is just a dry cappuccino) takes quite some time. Still, you try to get it as perfect as possible.
When you made your way back to their table, Lucifer had it half covered in important-looking papers. You were especially careful when placing their orders down.
"Working from home today?" You ask him.
He groans and takes a sip of coffee before answering. 
"I simply never leave work." 
"Well, that can't be healthy," you scolded him. Pretending you were not running on four hours of sleep and half a stale catcake.
"You're one to talk," Satan teases, finally putting down his book to look at your foam art. 
You shush him with a fake stern look. He doesn't pay much attention, too preoccupied with getting the right angle on a shot of his book next to the coffee. The teenager had made his lair at your café ever since you let him in that first night. Some days he would arrive in the morning with a book and stay until you closed, holed up with a blanket in the play area. Your regulars all knew him, probably better than they knew you. Now that he had started to go to school again, you wouldn't see him as much in the morning. Still, he came in every afternoon to do homework.
Sometimes he would arrive in the middle of the night, and you would let him in without a word. He found his way to the cats and stayed there until he calmed down. Of course you would shoot Lucifer a text, so he didn't worry. He was a weird kid, but he was good. You'd much rather he crash at your place than run off somewhere else, and Lucifer agreed on that.
"So you guys are having a little date?" You asked them with a mocking tone.
"We're having a meeting, actually." Lucifer piled all the papers together, lining them up in front of him. 
"Interesting, with who?" You leaned on the table as you spoke. 
"You." Satan smiled up at you.
You pointed at your face with a lifted eyebrow. They both nodded in response.
"Well, I wasn't informed." You straighten up, patting down your apron. "I didn't even iron my clothes today."
"Take a seat, please. We have much to discuss." Satan signaled to one of the empty chairs by his side. He was obviously trying to sound more adult, but his voice was still in that awkward phase. Right in between a squeaky toy and a truck engine.
You looked around to make sure no one needed your help before sitting down. Moving the chair to the end of the table so you could face both of them. 
"Satan has presented a pretty convincing case to me, so I come as his representative." Lucifer took out his glasses and looked at you.
You stayed silent, waiting for whatever they had in store for you.
"Running a coffee shop is plenty of work as is; I've seen how early you wake up just to do the baking," Satan started. "And on top of that, you have to take care of an entire animal refuge."
"It's five cats."
"That's a lot to take care of when you're also running around taking orders and making coffee," he reported, quick on his feet. "You surely wouldn't say no to a helping hand, right?" 
"I'm not hiring help right now, sorry." You pulled the idea out from the roots before it could grow anymore. "I don't have the money for it, and even if I did, I wouldn't hire a fourteen-year-old." 
"You're right, he can't work here," Lucifer said, handing you a paper sheet. "But he can volunteer." 
"What is this?" You asked while scanning the paper. 
"A non-profit volunteer work declaration." He stated. "You're registered as a nonprofit, right?"
"Technically, but only the cat part. The rest is registered as a retail front." You tried to make sense of all the legal juggling you had to do in order to get the place opened. 
"If you fill in your organization's information, I can file that for you and get Satan registered as a volunteer for your cat refuge." He said, handing over another paper. "And if you could sing and date this, I can bring it to school in order to excuse him from PE." 
"Why would cleaning litter boxes get him out of PE?" You asked, baffled.
"Any volunteer work counts!" Satan jumped in, sounding pretty excited about the idea. "And I already spend the whole day here; I might as well help out."
"So? What do you say?" Lucifer asked, and they both looked at you expectantly.
"Sure," you said without thinking. You made quick work of filling out and signing all the paperwork.
They both looked at you, surprised.
"I thought it would be harder to convince you," Lucifer said with a stunned expression. 
"Don't be silly," you teased, standing up to go back to work. "I could never say no to free child labor." 
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Thank you for reading ❤️
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jellykis · 23 hours
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Suggestive?
Levi as a paypig for my mc ૮꒰ྀི ⸝⸝․․⸝⸝ ྀི꒱ა …
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sigh… i wish i could post nsfw 。°(°.◜ᯅ◝°)°。
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solomon-the-wizard · 2 days
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Like for a starter from Solomon
Crossover and ocs allowed
16+ only
Comment if you want a particular theme
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rktksmdrm · 7 months
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mammon & mammon
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mammonsrockstargf · 18 days
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"Is it true that you had 700 wives?"
Solomon looks up from his book, to where you're laying on his bed, homework in hand. He'd convinced you to take the class "Rhetoric 101: How to win any argument with an angel using biblical quotes" because he'd figured it'd be fun to watch you try to spark up an argument with Simeon. It was a nice perk that you could study together. It hadn't even occurred to him that he might get mentioned in the coursework.
You read over the pages, eyes brimming with amusement. "What could you possibly need 700 wives for?" you ask and he shrugs. "Mostly politics and gaining land," he says but you don't seem entirely convinced. "Might I remind you that this was happening during a period of 80 years?" he says but you just raise your brows at him. "That's still like 9 wives per year, though. How on earth did you have time for that?" you're laughing now, really laughing and Solomon has to fight a smile.
"What, they'd get like a month and a half each before you were on to the next one," you say, wiping the tears on your cheek. "Actually, I never even met most of them," he says, hoping to help his cause, but it only causes you to laugh even harder. Solomon huffs and pretends to read his book again, letting your laughter subside, but once you read the next line of your homework you're laughing again.
"You had 300 concubines? How is that even possible?" you cackle and Solomon rolls his eyes. "That was a rumour. I did not have that many," he says but you're far gone, clutching your belly as you gasp for air. "I'll have you know that having a pact with the Avatar of Lust gives you a very high libido-" he begins.
"Oh, trust me, I know," you wheeze.
He's on you in a second, pushing you down on the bed, a hand on each side of your head. You giggle, when he presses kisses to your face, any surface he can reach, your cheeks, your forehead, your nose.
"Stop" kiss "teasing" kiss "me!" kiss, he whines, but you've only just begun. "Oh, I'm sorry, my lord, it's just I haven't seen you in three years, you've been so busy with all your wives-" Solomon shuts you up with a kiss on the lips and you bury your hands in his hair, leaning into it. He lays down on top of you, using your chest as a pillow, refusing to move an inch. "Sol, you're crushing me," you complain and he grumbles. He presses a kiss to your collarbone and grabs your homework, throwing it into a corner of his room, before getting comfortable again, this time crushing you a little less. You run your fingers through his hair, humming softly.
You both know that it doesn't actually matter how many wives or concubines or past lovers he's had. Sometimes Solomon thinks that it's all just been a build-up, that none of it actually mattered. His real life didn't begin until he met you and he's completely fine with that.
"Sooo, did you have a favourite? Or perhaps 30 favourites?"
"Oh, shut up."
a/n: thanks for reading! find my other stuff here <3
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robin-birb · 6 months
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The twins of luck
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In the devilgrams Mephisto is by far the one MC gets the most chances to bully and I'm sorry but it never stops being funny meanwhile Mammon's become the one where it's rare to have a negative/dismissive/genuinely mean (and not just teasing) dialogue option
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Babe he's fine. He's a demon. He's immortal. He just pricked himself with a needle, you're acting like he got stabbed in the kidney
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tsukii0002 · 11 days
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Levi: Mc!!!! Mammon won't give me my money back
Mc: Mammon either give Levi his money back or stop asking him for money.
Later that day
Belphie: Mc, Lucifer won't stop sending me work that I don't have to do.
Mc: Lucifer!!! Stop bringing you extra work and you Belphie do your fair share!!!
A couple of hours later
Solomon: Mc! Asmo won't let me wear my wizard cape!
Mc: *sighing* Asmo let everyone dress the way they want to dress, ok?
A while later
Luke:*crying* Mc!! Beel has eaten the cake I had just made!!!!
Mc: Beel!!! What did we say about eating Luke's sweets without permission????
After all day resolving other people's conflicts
Mc: Can't you do anything on your own?!!!!
Barbatos: *standing next to Mc with a smile* ….
Mc: Barbatos?
Barbatos: Mc, the young master keeps touching my exclusive tea pots.
Mc: …
Mc: All of you do this on purpose, don't you?
Barbatos: ...
Mc: *sighs* Diavolo!!!!
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azulhamsandwich · 9 months
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YOOHOOOOOOO IM HELLA LATE BUT HERE HE IS, perfect for barbie✨
creds to Sadx3x for suggesting this!!
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levia-chan · 2 months
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OH, REALLY?!!?!?
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HEY, MAYBE YOU'RE FORGETTING SOMETHING?!???
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temis-de-leon · 1 month
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Based on that one joke from TikTok. My pc is still broken and I can't write anything decent:
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MC: Fuck… I forgot to peel my skin today.
Mammon: What?
MC: My skin, I didn't peel it today.
Asmo: Like a mask?
MC: No, just my skin.
Asmo: Solomon's never done that.
MC: It's just the girls, Solomon doesn't know shit.
Satan: You have to peel it?
MC: Once a month, just after my period.
Asmo: You're molting?
MC: Yeah, sure.
Mammon: And you didn't do it today??!
MC: Don't worry, I can do it tomorrow.
Satan: Nonsense MC, we can help you now.
MC: …no, don't worry… it's kinda taboo for girls anyway…
Asmo: Don't be silly, MC! We'd never judge you!
Satan: And it'll probably take less time if the three of us are helping you.
Mammon: That's right! C’mon MC, let's peel your skin off!
MC: …oh no.
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