if i’m turning in your stomach and i’m making you feel sick, 𝔞𝔪 𝔦 𝔪𝔞𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔣𝔢𝔢𝔩 𝔰𝔦𝔠𝔨? ‧˚꒰ solomon’s fav apprentice ꒱༘‧— obey me blog centric , nsfw , dead dove 🕊️
obey me favs: lucifer, mammon, beel, diavolo n solomon
.✦The moment they fell in love with you!
Incl. luci, mams, levi, satan, asmo, beel, belphie (gn!r)
LUCIFER
❤︎ You anticipated his needs.
❥ You do things without him even asking — a blanket over his shoulders when he falls asleep at his desk again, a fresh cup of tea on his nightstand in the morning, a slick pass of notes during a meeting when he’s too sleep deprived to remember the announcement he was supposed to make.
❤︎ It’s the little things that he didn’t even know he needed, things that made his day that much easier. Not only was it helpful; it made him feel seen. One afternoon when you were both in the library and his breath hitched, you didn’t even look up when you handed him a tissue seconds before he sneezed.
❥ He was completely taken aback. You saw him in his entirety, and that small moment sealed the deal for him.
MAMMON
❤︎ You were at the dining table, the brothers doing their usual poke fun of each other. Mammon was getting the brunt of it, as usual, when all of a sudden you spoke up.
❥ “You do know he’s a lot smarter than that, right?”
❤︎ You went right back to your food like it was something casual, like defending him came so easily to you. All he could do was stare blankly at you, for once completely speechless.
❥ It wasn’t like he was some defenceless baby, if he couldn’t take the teasing he wouldn’t. But seeing first hand how you jumped in to defend him like it was second nature? and to see those good qualities in him no matter how much he acted like an idiot? Yeah, he was smitten.
LEVIATHAN
❤︎ You shared his interests.
❥ It wasn’t like you just tolerated them, and he didn’t feel like he was boring you when he rambled for hours about TSL. You genuinely enjoyed nerding out about your interests with him, and he’d never felt more connected with someone before.
❤︎ For a long time he hadn't had someone he could be his full, unfiltered self with, always afraid you would grow annoyed and tired of him — but you never did.
❥ Not to mention how much fun it was to find new things you like together, and seeing the smile on your face while you tell him all about your interests was what made him realize he wants to hear your voice for the rest of his life.
SATAN
❤︎ You fell asleep on him.
❥ It was something so simple, you probably didn’t even think anything of it, but it was everything to him. A fragile human, someone so weak in comparison to a demon like him — trusting him enough to fall asleep on him? He almost couldn’t believe it.
❤︎ He worked so hard to regulate himself; undoubtedly having the most control of his sin out of any of his brothers, all for others to still walk on eggshells around him. But you? You didn’t show an inkling of fear.
❥ You didn’t treat him like a ticking time bomb, and that was when he realized his true sense of peace came from you.
ASMODEUS
❤︎ It happened one plain old day when you had noticed him comforting someone in the dressing room at one of his modelling sets, offering his own supplies to them when theirs fell through.
❥ “You’re really sweet, Asmo.”
❤︎ Asmo was used to getting compliments; in fact he couldn’t name a day he went without one. So why did that one from you make his breath catch? He thought back to all the compliments you had given him, and realized they almost never related to his looks.
❥ He’s had self esteem issues since becoming a demon, always grieving his lost title of “jewel of the heavens”. No matter how many compliments he got he never felt satisfied; until they came from you.
❤︎ You helped him accept that he wasn’t reduced to nothing without his looks, and that was the day he fell in love.
BEELZEBUB
❤︎ You get along with his brothers.
❥ It was the night of one of his biggest Fangoll games. His brothers all made an appearance, and it brought a smile to his face to see how they always found time to show up no matter what.
❤︎ So when he spotted you there with them, fitting right into his family like the puzzle piece it had been missing — he fell in love on the spot. Beel was an easy guy, all he wanted was someone who would return just as much love as he had to give, and you never failed to.
❥ So sure he fumbled the ball because he was distracted with planning your future together, but there was nothing more important than his family, which he hoped you would become apart of forever.
BELPHEGOR
❤︎ You matched his energy.
❥ He knew he could be difficult, and he knew he only got away with it with his brothers because they still saw him as their innocent baby brother. But you? You called him out when he was being a jerk, matched his personality perfectly.
❤︎ He adored that about you. You weren’t someone who would take any shit. He didn’t have to worry whether you could handle yourself or not — whether you might be taken away from him one day.
❥ You were the one thing he wanted to stay awake for — the voice he wanted to hear as he fell asleep and the face he wanted to wake up to.
a/n: not sure if anyone’s watched The Good Place but I hope someone catches that ref in Lucifer’s :3 sorry for not writing much, I was super busy last week and spent my free time writing a Mammon fic I’ll be releasing soon! (hopefully…)
just a small blurb of solomon yearning reader, that’s it.
Solomon loves every little detail about you.
When Diavolo suggested the idea of an exchange program at RAD, Solomon didn’t think much of it. It was an intriguing idea; something new, something different.
He wasn’t interested in you at first. Of course, he heard about the human; he knew you were living in the House of Lamentation, knew you must have been terrified, completely confused after being thrown into a world so unlike your own.
Solomon was prepared. Ready to take on his role as your mentor, ready for you to cling to him at every turn. Naturally, you would find comfort in him, wouldn’t you? He was your only human companion, after all. He didn’t mind the thought of looking after you. It might even be fun.
Oh, but he wasn’t prepared for this.
For someone who has lived for millennia, who has witnessed countless things, who has forged pacts with demons beyond number, he never imagined he could feel weak and vulnerable around anyone.
Around you.
You were everything he loved about humanity. So brave, so bold. You placed beings who would outlive you threefold above yourself without hesitation. You were fragile, sensitive. You could live among demons, yes, but Solomon knew how scared you must be.
He needed to protect you.
You were so warm. So human.
Your voice and your smile were the cracks forming in his soul. You opened that long-forgotten reliquary where his heart had slept, and you treated it gently.
His heart began to beat again; trembling, fragile… human.
He couldn’t remember the last time he’d felt so lost, so unsure of what to do. You brought a spark back into his life, a thrill as though every moment beside you were an adventure.
Now, you’re everywhere. Every corner he turns, there’s some trace of you that fills his chest with that warmth only you can bring.
He wants to take you away from that house, spend more time with you. He doesn’t blame the brothers for wanting your attention; you’re magnificent. Everyone feels safe around you.
But please… look at him.
His heart beats in his hands, ready to be offered to you as his final act of humanity.
Please, take care of it.
You were cruel without knowing it. How could your laughter disarm him so easily? How could a single glance remind him of who he once was, before he became what he is now? Human.
He aches, with every part of his being, to stay by your side. To look into the depths of your eyes and lose himself in that spark he so deeply admires.
But you don’t know how soulless eternity can be. He doesn’t want to imagine a day without you, a day where he is the reason for your pain.
He’s afraid.
Afraid that he can’t protect you from time itself. He knows it won’t stop for you… or for him.
He doesn’t want to entangle his soul with something mortal. He doesn’t want to love knowing it will hurt, that he will lose you.
And yet, now that you’re in his arms, he refuses to let go. The warmth of your body, breathing, alive, makes him tremble, makes him forget every promise he ever made.
Let him kiss you. Let him trace your face with his hands, feel the softness of your hair. Let him memorize every moment of your existence.
He wants to feel your heart. He wants to protect it. He knows one day it will stop beating, but for now, please, let him love you until the end of your days.