100 Reasons To Love Solomon (bc MC Isnt Just A Sorcerer They Are My God Therefore They Do Not Count):

100 reasons to love Solomon (bc MC isn’t just a sorcerer they are my God therefore they do not count):

before MC, Solomon went Solo, man 😔

he constantly has the most out of pocket lore mentioned out of nowhere (ex: yeah i became immortal by accident bc of my cooking; oh yeah i fought basically the whole devildom once; hm yeah im friends (?) with the grim reaper lol)

aspires to be the best househusband he can be

is shit at being a househusband despite his best efforts extremely powerful on purpose sure but also by accident (sent MC into the past bc of his cooking in the OG OM)

somehow pissed off the whole sorcerer’s society which is anti-establishmentarianism

he used to be an uwu baby bean before he was magical that was a scared by literally everything (as seen in nightbringer when thirteen spills his backstory) which i think is funny as shit

bro went from ‘ur daughter will be home by eight 😊’ in the og game to ‘ur daughter calls me daddy too’ in nb

his best friend (with benefits) is the most slay girl queen pussy boss fashionista in the three realms

bro pissed off the grim reaper BY ACCIDENT because of HIS COOKING 😭

he literally cares so much about humanity that he would go against everyone he knows to save it but would still doom humans as a whole if it meant make it us happy (ring of light arc w/ the night dagger)

he is delusional (his cooking) (same bestie boo)

bro pissed of barbatos and LIVED (at least for now)

somehow is able to exist around Belphegor in NB and Belphie won’t try to murder him #respect

hes a manipulative little shit

he thinks we r adorable (got me blushin n shit)

he genuinely has a bond with asmodeus (as seen in season three with him allowing the brothers to surprise us despite not thinking it’s a good idea all bc asmo asked him to keep it a secret) and idk that makes my heart soft to know he’s grown to love and care about someone other than MC especially when we find out how he didn’t give a shot about asmodeus when they first made a pact in the og timeline

hes a silly little goose

bro has learned to become a communication KING when it comes to his feelings for us #characterdevelopment

‘now get out of the way, im angry’ “and you think I’m not?”

see above (double points)

he has a mysterious and sad past and it makes him a soggy wet pathetic sad cat in my eyes (i love soggy wet pathetic sad cats btw)

that conversation with Lucifer where he is SO SURE that the brothers will learn to love us again because he thinks that we are impossible not to love

he’s so funny bro like what else can I say to prove it,,, his whole character is a comedy 😭

he’s more peepaw than even Lucifer is which is an impressive feat in itself

Bro is literally known as the shady sorcerer TELL ME that isn’t funny

“Now, now, I’m not like you demons, I’d appreciate it if you wouldn’t accuse me of behaving like one. I am but a simple human, an innocent lamb. 😔😔☹️” (funniest man alive fr)

his human world fit has me screaming without the s

the fact that he almost died to summon barbatos and still did it has me curious as to why

he would most likely watch the barbie movies with us

he would probably call barbatos to watch the barbie movies with us (and asmo ofc)

after watching the barbie movies, he would most likely quote and make references to it in his everyday life. Constantly.

there’s a theory that he’s locked in the attic in NB and some variations of the theory say he was the one to lock himself in the attic which once again is the funniest shit

bro is rizzmaster69 in nb

once again HE IS SO SMOOTH?! HOW?!

he puts the fear of god into demons’ hearts simply by mentioning his presence in the kitchen

(talking about michael) “do you think he’d mind if i called him ‘Mike’?”

he’s just as much of a nerd about TSL as Levi to the point where they have a tentative friendship because of it. WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT THIS MORE.

if he saw MC murder someone he would just go “well! where do we hide the body? :)” and he’s so real for that tbh

he is the definition of mansplain manipulate malewife (he tries to mansplain cooking to anyone who will listen)

he is the most submissive and breedable human being in the game.

he is most likely (besides asmo) the most open about his willingness to get pegged (everyone else is too shy to admit it)

he would let u call him solly wolly

do y’all remember that photo in one of the chats of him and Asmo doing face masks together? Yeah. That’s it that’s all I have to say. (someone please say I’m not hallucinating this I can’t find the picture of you have it send it to me I’m begging </3)

that solussy

pronouns in his bio on fabsnap (KING!! 🗣️💕💯)

“Mama Solomon and Papa Lucifer raise a pack of rowdy kids”

Solomon spelled backwards is Nomolos which,,, idk tbh i just wanted to point it out

his username is MonSolo what is that even supposed to mean what a loser (affectionate)

he’s a Sagittarius (I love fire signs and I’m an air sign saying this)

he likes having his chest touched during surprise guest interactions #bottom

he spills the most useless tea to you about the brothers and i think that’s so funny (“You know, Levi's actually on his SECOND goldfish named Henry." Is one of his dialogue lines if you have him on your Home Screen)

his cape is sick as fuck

bro has seventy two pacts and still wants more what a whore (affectionate)

he talks about his hometown with us in nb and it’s such a sweet and soft and vulnerable moment my heart literally melted during it

he admits that he’s jealous of the brothers’ relationship with us and tbh i alr mentioned the communication thing once before but i think being able to admit that to the one you love especially when knowing that MC loves the brothers too (romantic or platonic it doesn’t matter) is just really something worth mentioning and it made me feel for him bro

i just know he would support u in ur endeavors to wear toe socks and WOULDNT MAKE FUN OF U FOR IT UNLIKE SOME >:,( (yes this is personal)

that one head canon where his body is filled with pact marks. send tweet.

he has a pact with barbatos I CANNOT EMPHASIZE HOW IMPRESSIVE THAT IS

Barbatos willingly made a pact with him????? Like no trickery involved it’s legit bc he was impressed that Solomon summoned him and later respected him enough to make a pact with him just wow

he’s known Thirteen longer than he’s been a sorcerer which makes me love him so much more tbh

he went with to the Reaper’s Cave with the brothers even though he knows Thirteen hates visitors just to save Beel.

he saved our life how did I not mention that till now wtf

his song “Our Destiny” is a bop

one of his aliases in the wiki (by Asmo ofc) is “Mister Stiff”

i briefly mentioned this earlier but he’s literally infamous in the Celestial Realm for having taken on the entire Devildom on his own once

his reaction to being confronted on that is, and I quote, “Umm, did I…? Well, that was all a very long time ago! 😅” 💀

he wants to be all cute and domestic with us; got me giggling and kicking me feet bro

he has white hair

he’s pretty.

he needs to get his shit slonked stupid style (desperately)

HIS CHIBI IN THE DANCE BATTLES IS SO CUTE SHSNSJSJEHEHEHSNANJS

he’s such a good teacher!! he’s so supportive and genuinely wants us to learn and grow and just??? 🥺

he likes cats and there’s literally a gc with Satan, Sol, and us named Cat because of it

headcanon that you can pry out of my cold dead hands: he introduced Levi to Minecraft and plays it with him sometimes

he dislikes the ocean and that makes me super curious (but also same dude)

his food in the Surprise Guest menu (unidentified matter) is only liked by him; everyone else literally hates it and reacts badly if you give it to them 💀

HE’S SO HAPPY WHEN RAPHAEL LIKES HIS COOKING SHMSNSJEJDN 🥺

his soul drew the attention of a reaper because of how shiny it was and apparently ours is similar to? then his soul changed in a weird way and tbh I kinda want to bite it

he looks like he would listen to Megan (Thee Stallion)

HIS CARD FROM THE DAME EVENT RUFF RUFF GRR BAR BARK BARK AWOOOOOGA #zooweemama

he’s a little meow meow

he knows the tea in the brother’s household (like the Levi being on his second fish thing) all because he spends time with Asmo often enough that he tells Sol about that shit and if that isn’t fucking hilarious idk what is

he’s a magical girl u cannot change my mind.

Solomon “hates the heat more than most people, so he always stays cooped up in his room with the AC on.” (queen)

Solomon probably isn’t a capitalist

he can be big spoon or little spoon we stan

he’s the type to hug you from behind and then rock you both around a little which is so so cute

he wears crocs its canon guys i just know it

he literally bought us a shit ton of stuff like sugar daddy who????

he probably has an impressive crystal collection and he would probably give u some if u asked

he’s the type to give you little trinkets and be like ‘this made me think of you. :)’

he would do his best to pick up your half of the chores if you aren’t feeling well and he wouldn’t even say anything about it

yes he does the (horrendous) cooking, yes he does the cleaning

he’s babygirl

if you have a plushie collection he would support you in ur endeavors to add to it and might even get you some

he smells good I just know it

he gives those firm hugs that squeeze you just enough that the tension in your back melts and you melt into his chest

he’s the type to put his chin on your head while hugging you from behind

he would dance with you when you both have free time and him along to whatever’s going on

he loves MC. he loves us. he loves you. <3

Today is all about your favorite sorcerers!

The Devildom is definitely NOT still hung up over the fact that a certain sorcerer fought a war against the entirety of the Devildom by himself, and to prove it we've created this special day to celebrate him, as well as his adorable apprentice! ......and the other sorcerers as well, I guess

Please prepare an itemized list with the top 100 reasons you love your favorite sorcerer by the end of the day, or there will be dire consequences

-May 7th 2023-

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moonlight.

mammon x gn!reader

heartfelt fluff

Giggles fill your apartment kitchen, music drowning it all out until you two are the only ones who can hear yourselves. This, you think, is love. Love in its purest and most unadulterated form. Love that is unafraid and comfortable and warm. Love that you could lie and bask in like sunlight on your living room floor on a Sunday afternoon.

He’s shirtless and your chests make contact through your flimsy tacky yellow tank top. (The color is ugly and ‘looks like what spoiled BufoEgg Tea would smell like’ according to Mammon, but yellow is his color and the two of you couldn’t stop laughing when you saw it, so into your cart and wardrobe it went.) His arms wrap around your waist, and he arches his back over you so you can actually reach his shoulders. (Tall bastard, you murmur. Not my fault yer such a short human. He grins. Your palm gently pushes his face away and his smile is so bright it steals the breath from your lungs just like he stole your heart oh so long ago.)

The music hums in the background, Dodie and Laufey play through the speakers, voices creating a gentle melody the two of you hum along to. Your lover is tone-deaf, but you still feel your chest bursting at the seams with love when his voice enters your ears.

The two of you rock to the sides together, holding onto each other so tightly that you feel like you might meld together as one. You voice your thoughts, and Mammon says he doesn’t see a problem with that (he grips you closer to him and meets your eyes and you don’t think you would mind either, if you’re being honest.) The midnight moonlight shines through the kitchen windows, and he tucks his face into the crook of your neck, where you know a crooked smile awaits you. You lean on him and pin his head against you, eliciting a laugh from your lover.

“Love you, Mams.”

“Love y’more.” And you can’t help but press your lips against his at the response. It is soft, and sweet, and slow. I am yours. I would follow you to the ends of all of the three realms if you asked me to. I love you. I love you. I love you, it says.

And you think you would stay like this forever, if you could. Right here, right now, with Greed in your arms and Dear Soulmate ringing throughout the room. How fitting it is, that Laufey’s melodious voice starts her chorus as his forehead presses against yours, blue-gold eyes shining so soft in the light you can’t help but melt.

Suddenly you’re pressed against the counter, his arms trapping you against him and suddenly Mammon is at your ear whispering, “Play the song.” Less of a demand and more of a plea, sweet and nearly silent, his voice sends shivers down your spine.

You can’t help but bask in the endearment that surges through you. A hand tangles itself and plays within the white locks belonging to the second-born Sin.

“What song?” A teasing grin from you. A whine from Mammon.

“Y’know, the song.” He pouts against you and his hair tickles your nose as he buries himself further into the space between your head and shoulders as you laugh at his antics.

“Need’ya to tell me what song, baby. Can’t read minds, y’know.” You know exactly what song he’s talking about.

“I hate ya, y’know.”

“You love me.”

He dramatically sighs against your neck. “Wish I didn’t.” A lie and you both know it. Still doesn’t make your smile any less wide.

“Mean. M’not playing the song for you now.”

“You said you didn’t know the song?!” A cry of outrage and mock indignation. You hastily shush him and break out into a fit of quiet laughter.

You motion for him to lean in closer, before whispering urgently and dramatically,

“I lied.”

“…”

“…”

“I was serious when I said I hated ya, y’know.”

A series of breathy giggles leave you and quickly reach Greed’s ears, and soon enough he’s barking out laughter alongside you.

It’s in moments like these that you know things are going to be alright. No matter what, you’ll have your Mammon by your side, and that means things will be okay.

You remember a time before him, before the love of your life was yours, and you can’t believe you ever thought you were alive before him. Darkness had filled every part of your being, and the days had dragged on, long and pointless. You remember coming home to your empty apartment, and the bitterness that used to form a pit in your chest and choke you to the point of tears.

Before you met the boy with stars in his eyes, you didn’t think you would live to your next birthday. How fitting it was, that he had come in in your darkest moments, only to fill you with light. (The sun seemed dim compared to his smile, and you fondly remember the moment you realized that you would do anything for that smile, no matter how troublesome or ridiculous his scheming may be at times.)

“Watcha thinking ‘bout?” A casually posed question, but his eyes betray the slight worry that stained his face.

Mammon, your Mammon. The love of your life and beyond. What would you do without this precious boy? What would you do without the greedy Mammon who willingly had let you steal his golden heart? (You treasure him as though he is the most precious jewel, and Greed finds himself melting into you more often than not partially to avoid being witnessed as the blushing mess he becomes whenever he looks into your eyes, filled with love. All for him, you tell him. And despite being Greed incarnate, he cannot imagine taking all of the entirety that is your love.)

“Nothin’, just thinking about how much I love ya, Mams.”

He blushes furiously and tries stammering out a response, only to give up and once again bury his face into the crook of your neck, whining and mumbling something along the lines of ‘not fair’ and ‘…love ya’ more, human.’ Against your skin.

And while the moonlight shines and Mitski plays in the background, you play his song and sway with him once more.

i love him ur honor. i am in love with him ur honor. i would do anything for this man. tooth-rotting fluff is not a can, but a must.

please please please please offer feedback and criticism hes my fav character and i want to make sure my writing and characterization did him justice :((

anyways yeah credit to @pothologics for the banger playlist that inspired me to write this

okay so I just finished lesson twelve and I hate the devs how could they do this to me

im eating brussel sprouts with chopsticks rn would lucifer be impressed proud angry or all three i wonder

ichor.

belphegor x gn reader

angst

​“I don’t trust you anymore, Belphegor.” Weak and broken. Resigned. A voice too tired to pretend. A voice too small to be pretend.

​You are so, so tired. Belphie can see it in your eyes (the bags underneath speak—no, scream volumes. Agony and anguish weigh down on your shoulders like the weight of Lilith’s limp body on his all those millennia ago. He wishes he could save you, but how can he dare when he was the one to have put you in this position?) and there is grief violently ripping and tearing into his heart hearing you so drained and defeated. The spark known as you has diminished and extinguished and Sloth knows he has no one to blame but himself.

“I’m sorry.” You add. An afterthought. A sick sense of amusement finds its way into him, presenting itself in the metallic tang on his tongue and the taste of bile in his throat. How ironic, that you are the one to apologize, after everything he has put you through.

​How ironic, that after everything he put you through, his anger at you outweighs his shame.

​“Are you serious? It’s been months since I…since that happened. I thought we moved past that, or are you still that hung up on the past?” He spits his words out with a nonchalant yet scathing venom, the shame in him burning but still not as hot as the angered entitlement he feels. He…did that, sure. But have his brothers not threatened and attempted the same? Yet because of his success he is punished. (He refuses to acknowledge the difference between failure and success in this case. He doesn’t think he can bear it if he does.) Did his immediate regret mean nothing to you? Has he not done enough? He wants the normalcy you have with the rest of his brothers. He wants what you had with him, before he was freed from the attic. The thought that he may never get that refuels his annoyance and suddenly any regret he feels over his confrontation is burnt to a crisp in the flames of distress.

​“I never thought you would be that petty, Bug.” A term of endearment weaponized against you and you cannot understand why you ever thought you could learn to love him.

(The youngest has always gotten his way, you belatedly realize. He will never apologize, not when his sins have always been forgiven without a second thought. The sentiment is bitter in your throat.)

​You are silent for a moment, unsure what to say, and for a moment Belphegor thinks you may finally understand. He thinks you might have started to see it his way.

​But then you laugh. You laugh and it is jagged, and sharp, and vile. It is broken and crackly and filled with all the things you could never say to his face. Mockery and resentment cloud the room and the worst part is you can’t tell who it’s coming from. Sloth’s brattiness has always been his trademark, and yet you begin to realize it’s one of the many things you cannot stand about him.

​“I’m sorry, is being upset over you killing me that unreasonable?” (He flinches, and a sick sense of satisfaction fills you.) You are raw and hurting and regret clouds the both of you. Him for his audacity and you for ever thinking of forgiving the man standing before you. “I apologize, my lord, but usually, for mere fucking humans like me, we only die once.” Your smile is sharp and predatory, and for once, Belphie feels like he is the prey.

​“Being brought back to life doesn’t change the fact that I died because of you, Sloth. I still remember you killing me. I still remember seeing my dead body. (Your voice cracks and so does his heart.) Sort of a mindfuck if you can try and understand.” (He knows you doubt him and his empathy from your tone alone and that stings in a place he didn’t think he could be hurt in anymore.) You are hot and flaming and burning to a crisp and like a moth to a flame, Sloth keeps flying to his doom.

​“You aren’t a regular human though, are you? After all, you came back. It’s annoying to see you so quick to blame me when my brothers have basically done the same.” His voice is calm, but his head is anything but. Voices in his mind scream for him to go further; to bite and tear until there is nothing left of you, yet his heart and soul plead and beg for him to get on his knees and pray for forgiveness. But when has anything good been done when he listened to himself? The last time he did (“let her love, Belphegor.”) he made the biggest mistake of his life. (The arrow pierces from her chest out through her wings and he realizes with horror that he was the one chosen to be saved instead. He was the one who had caused Lilith to bleed gold until ichor turned to inky tar and Lucifer had given up his freedom to give her another life away from them all.) And Belphie realizes he is scared because he can’t lose another one. He can’t lose another member of his family. He can’t lose you.

​But Belphegor’s always been one to speak first and think later and his words cut deep when he says, “Then again, if it weren’t for Lilith, you wouldn’t even be here, would you? So do you really belong here, or are you just a placeholder for someone you can’t even begin to replace?”

​There is silence, and then there is a stare, and Belphie feels like he’s losing Lilith all over again with the way life leaves your eyes.

​“I think you should go, Belphie.” Your voice is dull and empty and Belphie wishes that he never spoke. He wishes you were still looking at him with hatred and resentment because he feels like he’s killed you again and his breath is picking up and oh, Father, what did he do?

​“Bug, I-“

​“Leave, Belphegor.” You stare at the wall behind him as your pact activates. When he shuts the door behind him you slowly stumble over to your bed and sit down.

​Sloth always knew how to break you in the worst of ways, and from opposite sides of a wall, you both break down from the knowledge of it.

long time no write 🥴

yeah so i lied i didn’t do any of the Drabble requests because i am but a lowly court jester too stupid to retain the ideas of others. i write simply on whims and hope that people do not hate the words I put down as much as I do.

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