Solomon - Blog Posts
you have to share an apartment with the 4th character in your camera roll for 3-4 years.
Imagine|||Obey Me
MC settling back in at the devildom
Gender Neutral Character
Trigger warnings: Mentions of war, death, injuries swearing.
This is in no way trying to romanticize war and/or war injuries. This is the last part of the series.
(Imagine below the cut)
For the first month after the boys found out you were back, most of them checked their DDDs religiously. Good morning texts and goodnight texts were sent, along with the occasional picture of something funny that had happened that day or something cute they had seen.
Diavolo banned fireworks for the first few months after Solomon made the quiet request, and you couldn’t feel any safer when you no longer heard the random bangs while trying to get to sleep.
Satan would leave one or two books outside the door of the room you were sharing with Solomon in Purgatory hall, and then you finished them, you would get the sorcerer to enchant them to return to the avatar of wrath. Lucifer sent soothing teas along with Beelzebub’s gifts of food, and you would end up snacking while reading late into the night when the nightmares started to get worse.
Mammon stuck to sending you little charms or items that reminded him of you while he was out shopping, while Levi would get Solomon to bring you games that he thought you might like. He always made sure to leave out games that involved fighting, although you seemed to like when he found a devildom version of something called animal crossing.
Belphegor would personally bring you over a particularly fluffy blanket or pillow every once in a while and told you all of the best places in the devildom for when you wanted to be alone.
Asmodeus… He went overboard with gifts. Bath bombs and face masks were sent daily, with expensive soaps and bottles of bubble bath with them. He would send flowers and chocolates too, and eventually Solomon had to limit him on the number of things he sent because your shared bathroom with the sorcerer was becoming overrun with self-care products.
Solomon himself was chill with having you in his room, as he liked having someone around that wouldn’t mess with his potions or bother him too much about trivial things. The two of you spent many hours in silence working on your respective projects and hobbies, and he started working on a nightmare stopping potion.
Luke baked you things every day, and Simeon managed to convince you to join them for dinner most afternoons.
Overall, Luke was probably the most determined to get you back to your old self. He spent as much time as possible just hanging around you while you read in the common room. Hell, Luke even mastered all of your favorite recipes in case you would start craving human food, and when you did? You didn’t even have to say it. You tended to stay off of social media, and you didn’t want to see anything that might trigger an anxiety attack, so Solomon kept you updated on silly little things that happened in both the human and devildom worlds.
When you started to open the door to let Satan read with you, he was pleasantly surprised, but didn’t let it show. He kept physical interactions to a minimum as hard as it was sometimes and would read to you if you asked. Every once is a while, you would wordlessly hand him your DDD, which would show a cute picture of a cat, and he would murmur about how beautiful they were.
When you asked Lucifer to work in his office with him, he accepted immediately, and offered tea when he got some for himself. The two of you worked in perfect silence, broken only when he would read something out loud to help him remember it and you would soak in his smooth voice.
Somehow you managed to avoid the new student, who had ended up staying in the devildom to complete the semester, and for that you were glad. She hadn’t approached you, and you kept to yourself in Purgatory hall, so you didn’t stress about that.
When Simeon gently persuaded you to go on a walk with him for some fresh air, you decided to give it a shot. He promised that the two of you would stay away from large crowds, and you invited Luke along.
Luke was by your side the whole walk, glaring at any demon who got too close, and holding onto your sleeve to keep you grounded. A commotion made the three of you tense, but when you saw the familiar face of the big D of wrath that had accompanied you to the battles cringing away from a larger, mad demon, you tore away from the angels to stand between them.
That was the first time they had seen you so furious, and the small crowd of demons that had gathered quickly dispersed when you handed the bigger demon’s ass to him in twenty seconds flat. The angels let him join your walk without question when they saw your subtle shaking, and the wrath demon stuck close to you.
The rest of the walk was mostly quiet on the angels’ part, as they watched your quiet conversation with the demon who had fought beside you. The two of you seemed to be good at keeping each other grounded, so they let him inside Purgatory hall so the two of you could have a while to catch up in the common room.
When a few hours later Lucifer was sent a short video of your happy conversation with the wrath demon by Simeon, the avatar of pride smiled.
The two of you fell asleep on the couch, but when Solomon came home a little later and tried to move you to your bed, the wrath demon unconsciously grabbed you and pulled you against his side in an attempt to protect you even in his sleep.
The next few days showed more improvement, and the longer you were around your pacted wrath demon, the longer you were relaxed. Eventually Simeon pulled him aside to formally invite him to claim a room at Purgatory hall and told him to come any time he wanted.
When one day you snuck into the house of Lamentation and found Belphegor napping on the couch, you hesitated, before going over and sitting down to pull his head onto your flesh thigh and popping open the book you were originally going to return to Satan. The avatar of sloth barely stirred but reached out to hold your shirt as he slept, and you snapped a picture to remember the moment.
A few hours later Beelzebub came down to find Belphegor and found the two of you napping together with you leaning back against the couch and his twin’s head on your lap. His eyes softened, and a grin spread his lips, before he edged over and took closed book from your hand to set it on the end table, before heading to the kitchen to make some food for when you woke up.
Of course, your luck had to come to an end when the new student walked past and noticed you.
“Hey, who the hell are you?” Her loud voice snapped you awake, and without realizing it, you jolted off the couch and braced yourself. The action startled Belphegor, who had actually woken up moments ago and just didn’t want to move when he noticed that you were the one he was holding onto.
The tone of her voice made you immediately go on the defensive, so you looked your old bully straight in the eyes. She seemed to recognize you, and a wicked grin split her face.
“Oh, so you’re the great Y/n that everyone was all sad about. “
Yeah, Beelzebub heard that and showed up with concern written all over his face.
“They’re my favorite human. C’mon Y/n.” Belphegor quickly took your flesh hand in his, tugging you towards his room to get you out of the situation.
Beel was close behind with snacks, and for the first time in months, you managed to lay back and relax with the twins in Belphegor’s bed while snacking and talking about random things.
Incorrect Quote 44/50
Lucifer, locking Solomon and MC in the car: Act like a child, get treated like a child.
Solomon: But isn't it illegal to leave a child in a locked car?
MC, pressing their face against the window: Yeah! What he said!
Incorrect Quote 41/50
MC: You are exceptionally quiet today.
Solomon: I walk around like everything is fine.
MC: Are you okay?
Solomon: But deep down
MC: Yeah?
Solomon: inside my shoe, my sock is sliding off and I can't get my stupid boot off to fix it.
Incorrect Quote 42/50
Luke: Can you guys just TRY to see it from MY perspective?
Solomon and MC exchange glances:...
Solomon: *gets down on his knees*
MC: *crouches down*
Luke: I will poison all of your food next time I cook.
Incorrect Quotes 40/50
Satan: *sharp intake of breath* you young homosapien with X Y chromosomes
Solomon, not used to this: What?
MC, whispering: He's saying "BOI" but in scientific terms
Incorrect Quote 39/50
Mammon, wakes up: *hears screaming* *runs out of his room*
Mammon, barging into MC's room where they and Solomon were having a sleepover: what's going o-
MC and Solomon crouching infront of alarm clock: EH EH EH. HOW DOES THAT FEEL HUH. EH EH EH
Incorrect Quote 37/50
Simeon: Luke there are three ways to do things in the kitchen: the right way, the wrong way, and the Solomon way.
Luke: Isn't that just the wrong way?
Simeon: Yes, but it's faster.
Incorrect Quote: 35/50
MC: WELCOME TO FUCKING APPLEBEE'S, DO YOU WANT APPLES OR BEES?
Mammon, confused:... bees???
MC: HE HAS SELECTED THE BEES
Mammon: Wait-
Solomon: *approaches them as he shakes a jar of bees*
Mammon: WAIT-
Incorrect Quote 33/50
Asmodeus: Fuck, marry, kill- Lucifer, Beel and MC
Solomon: Fuck Beel, marry MC and kill Mammon.
Mammon, overhearing from the hall: I wasn't even one of the options, what the fuck?
Incorrect Quote 26/50
MC, after midterms: I want to sleep for like 40 hours.
Solomon: Yeah, you know that's a coma right?
MC:...
MC: God, that sounds so refreshing, I could totally go for a light coma right now.
Incorrect Quote 24/50
Mammon: Hey
Solomon: Hello.
Mammon: I can't sleep.
Solomon: I can.
Solomon: Goodnight.
I think Solomon's favourite curse to put on someone is to mildy inconvnience them. You know like the pens drying out much quicker, losing one sock from a pair, triping over nothing, leaving a red piece of clothing between white close when washing andy dying it pink and similiar stuff like that
Solomon is the type who would just leave the most random thing or food in your room. I bet you once found a slice of cheese in a picture frame.
MC: I'm going to be there for you forever!
Solomon: forever forever? That's a long time you know. You won't live that long.
MC: I said forever and I mean it death won't stop me. Nothing will.
Solomon: so what about if you end up in crippling debt and commit tax fraud?
MC: we'll run from the police together.
Solomon: okay, what if I murder someone?
MC: where we hiding the body?
Solomon: what about when you get old?
MC: I'LL BAKE YOU COOKIES.
Solomon: sounds good, what about when you die?
MC: boo bitch imma haunt you.
Solomon: okay and that concludes our survey. You have passed. Your reward is A FCKIN HUG C'MERE
Imagine that Solomon doesn't like to show his body. In all his outfits (except “arabian clothes”) he is always covered practically up to his neck.
So from that thought, I have the headcanon that Solomon's body is full of marks (I think it's something practically consensual in the fandom xd), not only from pacts with demons, but scars of wounds, marks of magical healing, remains of curses, patterns of ancient rituals done on his own body, traces of his not-aging, and other remains of experiments on his own flesh, because we already know that Solomon had a turbulent life after and before meeting Barbatos. And those marks were another stigma for the other humans, so he started to hide them. He used to cover them up with magic, but there came a time when that was a waste of energy and he stopped doing that.
So imagine now, during Mc and Solomon's living together on the same roof during nightbringer. The sorcerer is comfortable, and he is in the residence where he stayed so many times in the past, so when he leaves his bedroom he forgets to change, coming out in a tank top and shorts, he finds Mc drinking coffee and looking at him with eyes like saucers. When the magician notices, he gets nervous, many people have rejected him because of those marks. But Mc had nothing else to say but:
Mc: *looking him up and down* Nice~
Solomon: *nervous* I can ex- What?
Mc: Your body, your skin, is nice *caressing one of his tattoos* so much history.
Solomon: *blushing* Oh…
Mc: *smiling mischievously* The rest isn't bad either…
Solomon: *redder than a tomato* Mc!!!
Now the sorcerer thinks about changing his closet every time he passes a store.
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✧ Feeling you through these walls ✧
Fandom: Obey Me
Characters: Simeon/Solomon x reader (separated)
Warnings: bottom/sub characters, top/dom male amab reader, use of fleshlight, dub-con, reader have dick piercing in Simeon's part, mention of sin and corruption.
Summary: After buying a fleshlight in a dubious sex shop, you certainly did not expect to enjoy that overly pleasurable and realistic toy to this extent.
Words: 2.600
Minors (-17) & Blank blogs dni
Part 1: Solomon & Simeon
Part 2: Diavolo & Barbatos
Part 3: …
✧ You met Simeon and Luke at the same time, for a short time though, as they were just staying in the Devildom for a few weeks.
✧ Having a crush on an angel wasn't the easiest thing in the world, especially when he had to go back to the Celestial Realm. The goodbyes were difficult, Luke cried softly into your torso before they really had to leave.
✧ You did not expect to be hit with a wet dream of Simeon the same night, waking us sweating and with a hard-on. Still sleepy, you couldn't remember what was the dream or how it ended, but you knew by how much precum was sliding down your dick, that it has been a good dream.
✧ In the state you were in, you knew it would be impossible to go back to sleep, even after taking a cold shower. Out of desperation and with the urgent need to relieve yourself, you opened the drawer and took the first toy that you found.
✧ Much to your surprise, it was one that you never used before. It was a fleshlight that you found in a dubious sex shop, in one of the darkest parts of the shop, and it was on sale, so you bought it but completely forgot about it.
✧ Observing it, you watch in amazement as the insides change shape, taking a whole new form, which was much tighter. You could remember that on the box, it was said to perfectly imitate the shape of the one you desired the most, who was obviously your dear and pure angel.
✧ The idea of doing something so unholy while thinking about an angel was awful, but you couldn't resist, giving in to the temptation and sin. He would never know about it anyway, right?
✧ Simeon was relaxing in the garden when he felt the strange sensation. He had to stop walking, touching his lower stomach with a curious and questioning expression on his face, another angel asking if he was feeling okay.
✧ At first, he was confused by the feeling, wondering what was happening, thinking that he perhaps ate too much, and it made him sick. But then, as the sensation became stronger in a certain place, it hits him, hard.
✧ Simeon was a virgin, he never touched himself, even though he was curious, and certainly never thought about doing it with someone. That was a lie… Since he went to the Devildom and met you, his thoughts were full of sin, his dreams were haunting his mind and pulling at the purest part of his heart.
✧ But now was not the time to think about it, he needed to figure out what was happening to him first. Simeon excused himself and ran to his room, closing and locking the door behind him, so he could not be found in such a compromising situation. He had no idea what was inside of him, but it was absolutely divine and showed a whole new world.
✧ As the movement became clearer, he recognized long and thick fingers, pushing against his walls, trying to fit another one despite his hole being so tight. He hated the fact that someone else than you was touching him, it gave him a chill of disgust, but he also could not stop the person doing this to him, so he closed his eyes and imagined you.
✧ Simeon was so close to crying, teary eyes making it impossible for him to see anything, he felt his body reject the touch. Until he was finally empty, he thought it was over at first, but something much larger pressed against his entrance. As the tip went in, the tears rolled down his cheeks, followed by a moan mixed with a sob.
✧ He was going to pray, beg for it to stop, until he felt it, the cold metal entering his body and scraping his walls. He recognized it in an instant, Simeon recognized you… For a simple reason, the dick piercings.
✧ During a conversation with Asmodeus, the Avatar of Lust couldn't keep to himself the last secrets he discovered or heard about. That's how he learned that the man accidentally walked into your bathroom while you were showering, and even more than seeing you naked, he discovered that you had dick piercings, more precisely, a lorum and a frenum. This newfound information about you never managed to leave his mind, and that's how he immediately recognized whose dick was penetrating him right now.
✧ It couldn't be just a coincidence.
✧ A spike of pleasure brought him back to the present, the feeling of being full was pervasive, foreign and yet so good. Simeon couldn't stop the embarrassing noises coming out of his mouth, the thought of you doing this to him was so lewd and good.
✧ He had no idea if you were intentionally doing this to him or not, but he was basking in the newfound sensation and pleasure anyway, unable to do anything but take it. His body and mind were begging for you, and nothing could bring him back to the good, pure, path.
✧ Simeon did not care as his wings turned grey, proof of sin and abandonment.
✧ Everything became too much, your thrusts, the feeling of being filled up to the brim while remaining empty, the last uncontrolled twitch of your dick inside his body, painting him as yours. Simeon came fast and all over his bed, not able to tell you to stop as you keep dragging multiple orgasms out of him, only stopping when you'll be satisfied.
✧ When you finally halted, Simeon was left with an aching cock, a numb mind and shaking legs, the ruined sheets taunting him. He glanced at his bed, noticing multiple black feathers circling him, but he could not bring himself to care.
✧ Without a word, he cleaned himself, cursing about his clothes being far too tight as his sensitivity was already too heightened. Cleaning the rest of his room, he sat down on his bed after looking in the mirror, understanding that it was over.
✧ It seemed like Simeon was going to come back to the Devildom much quicker than he expected, with a desperate need of an explanation, but also to make the urge at the bottom of his heart and lower stomach disappear.
✧ Solomon, such a wise sorcerer, calmly reading a book in his room after class, relaxing after such a long day. He was disappointed that you couldn't spend the afternoon with him, as you had to hang out with lower demons, and he decided to focus on widening his knowledge instead.
✧ You came back to your room a few hours after, dishevelled and shaking, your mind was an utter mess. While being out, you, unfortunately, got hit by a spell heightening your sensitivity, which lead you to come back to your room earlier than intended.
✧ Your day has been long and not the best one, you had already some pent-up frustration, and the spell only worsened your state. Because of this, you had to unwind everything, and release once and for all this frustration.
✧ That's when your eyes fell on this bag, placed in the corner of your room, completely forgotten. The item contained in this bag was bought weeks ago, but you never had the time to use it or even thought about it.
✧ You spent so much money on it, and it remained useless… perhaps it was the occasion to finally unpack it.
✧ Without another thought, you took it out of the bag, and the dark purple packaging, looking at the most realistic fleshlight you have ever seen.
✧ Rapidly cleaning it with water before squirting lube into it, you gasped as the opening closed suddenly as if trying to keep the fluid in. The insides were clenching around nothing, reacting to any touch or feeling, which was extremely realistic for an object like this one. Though, it was not surprising as you were in the Devildom, and demon of lust obviously existed.
✧ Curiosity got the best of you, and you couldn't help but plunge your fingers into it, marvelled by how tight it became. At first, you could not even move your fingers, feeling the plastic flesh clench and prevent any movement. The sensation was mind-blowing, and your patience was running thin.
✧ Not waiting one more instant, you were unbuttoning your pants and letting them slide down your legs along with your underwear.
✧ A few rooms away, Solomon's book hit the floor with a loud thud, echoing through the entire room. The sorcerer lurched forward in his chair, his hand touching his pants, not understanding how it could be dry while he felt his hole overflowing. Soon, another fluid was squirted into him, making his head slam back, a whine escaping his lips.
✧ Quiet gasps and moans flew out of his mouth, the feeling of being fingered open was overwhelming, he could only beg to the emptiness of his room to get it over with. At first, he was confused and wanted it to stop, but then the pleasure took over, and he could not help but spread his legs.
✧ It was oh-so frustrating, he could feel everything, how the fingers were curling up inside of him, hitting his most pleasurable spots, loosening up so perfectly. But also, while that fluid was spread inside of him, his hole stayed desperately empty, he could feel it but couldn't do anything, not even fuck himself back onto those experimented fingers.
✧ As minutes passed, he grew impatient, annoyed by how the fingers were playing with him as if he could not feel anything. It was almost as if he was not here, only his body and especially his ass mattered, not any other part of him was being touched. Humiliated, he had to start playing with his cock himself, hoping it would be enough to bring him to his orgasm.
✧ Too focused on getting himself off, he was surprised when you finally penetrated him. You can't even imagine how loud the whorish moan that left his mouth was, feeling your entire dick enter him in one push, without slowing down or stopping once. There was no time for him to get accustomed to the feeling of being forced open, only able to lean forward and take it like a good toy.
✧ The quick pace that was taken immediately broke his mind, each thrust was powerful and deep, hitting all the good spots that the fingers previously found. At this pace, Solomon was not even going to last five minutes, he was already out of breath and twitching uncontrollably when you started.
✧ On your side, you were amazed by how realistic the fleshlight was, almost as good as a real person. You moaned and groaned every time it would tighten up around you, the way it was clenching so violently sometimes after touching a certain stop or moving at a certain angle was lewd and delightful. A whine would get pulled out of your mouth when it would tight so much you weren't even able to thrust out, the hole desperately trying to keep you inside.
✧ As your mind gets clouded with pleasure, your thoughts went towards the one who's been driving you insane. Thinking about a certain sorcerer while masturbating was so humiliating, but it was too good to stop, especially as you felt yourself on the edge.
✧ You tried to convince yourself it was just a way to cum faster, that's all… It had nothing to do with your feelings for him, how tiny his waist was, how his thighs looked when he crossed his legs, how he would always press himself against you when he was tensed, resting on your lap when he wanted to catch up on his sleep, or…
✧ Solomon was the one you wanted, and not just a stupid toy.
✧ While you were edging yourself, Solomon came embarrassingly fast, not able to keep it in. His face flushed red when he saw droplets of cum wetting the pages of his book. Now, he would be unable to act as if it never happened, this mess would remind him of it forever.
✧ Unfortunately, he did not have the time to grab something to clean his precious book, as you already started to move again. This time, you were set on cumming without any more edging, only wanting to fill up that toy and then get to work.
✧ By the end of it, Solomon was sweating profusely, on all fours on the ground, cheek resting against the cold floor as his hands were holding his legs open. A small puddle of cum could be messily seen under him, while he also tried his best to not fall into it and dirty his stomach, the humiliation would be too strong.
✧ It was with trembling legs that he went to his bathroom, cleaning himself and the ground, not able to glance at the mirror from embarrassment. It took him some long minutes to regain his composure, but everything that happened always came back to his mind, so he went out to distract himself.
✧ That's when he walked in front of your room and decided to knock, knowing your joyful and friendly attitude around him would get rid of those thoughts.
✧ After the first knock, there was no reply, so he knocked again. He didn't understand why there was no sound, he knew you came back a few hours ago, he heard the door along with the distinct sound of your steps.
✧ Curious, he opened the door, only to find the room empty along with your bed, the sheets were thrown on the side without a care. Finally, he noticed the door of your bathroom being open, and the water of the tap running, as he came towards it, calling your name.
✧ Solomon certainly did not expect to see you half naked, with just a towel around your waist. And even less to find you with a fleshlight in your hand, full of cum and ready to clean it with water. He wanted to leave discreetly, until he saw you plunge your fingers inside the toy to get the fluid out, the sensation of being full again coming back full force.
✧ His legs shook and almost gave up under him, and he ran out of your room as fast as he could, slamming the door shut behind him. That's when he realises what really happened, it was not a stupid prank or spell that has been cast on him, he was being fucked open by you. Just the thought of it made his cock twitches painfully in his pants, and he ended up staying in his room the rest of the evening.
✧ Meanwhile, you were still oblivious to what happened. You did hear someone leave your room in a hurry and slam the door behind them, but you only expected someone to get surprised by your presence and run away to not get caught.
✧ The last thing you expected was to get a text from Solomon, as he was unable to face you yet, the embarrassment too strong for the poor sorcerer. Or, perhaps, he was still completely naked in his bed, fingers deep inside of him in the hope to feel that pleasure again, to no avail.
✧ The text he sent you was explicit, and you understood instantly what he was talking about.
→ “Next time you buy a magical item, come to me first.”
→ “Also, warn me the next time you use it, I don't want to be teased like this during classes.”
→ “… I am free this evening if you are perhaps interested.”
✧ author note
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