That One Lesson Where Solomon Got Angry Someone(is It Belphie?) Threatened His Apprentice, Aka MC.

//tw: being sick/throwing up

anyone know of some good om sick comfort fics?? just threw up like 20 minutes ago because I had an orange flavored soda earlier (I'm assuming that's why anyway) and I'm in desperate need of comfort 😭😭😭 if you know any fics send them my way pls 🙏🙏🙏

Saving this fool from calamity is a full time job.

I started this in August after my beach Barbatos (for his bday!) but I didn’t have time to finish. It sat in my wip graveyard until Solomon’s birthday and I thought “Oml… a second chance! Will I finish this finally?” … no…

Not on time at least.

BUT it’s better late than never!! Happy birthday Solomon.

Solomon (old) art appreciation post for his bday

Buncha old stuff from over the past year and a half. I'm still trying to figure out posting stuff pls bear w me 😭😭😭

I love how everyone talks about Lucifer being so heavily tied with music its a cool concept,,, but right now all I can think of is him as he's approaching from a distance you hear the Ballora music from FNaF Sister Location slowly getting louder as he gets closer. I can't get the idea out of my head it's so stupid but honestly so fitting?? 😭😭😭

ohohoh i never noticed the scar before...

Favorite Obey Me + Nightbringer screenshots while I'm working on my first fic <3 (most are old but all are silly)

Full Dia pic just in time for Christmas :)

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Infernal Blessings

The brothers are ancient beings that humans pray to, bargain with, and sacrifice to in order to gain favors. Some of that magic must fall on MC. The demons in question might even do it without realizing, their magic gravitating towards MC naturally.

Belphegor

Nightmares come less frequently and tend to pass from your mind easily upon awakening.

Anxiety lessens and gentle, calming forces seem to wrap around you when you get stuck worrying over something for too long.

You go unnoticed easily when needed, like when walking alone at night, as if something is shielding you from prying eyes.

Was there always camphor growing in that corner of the garden? A patch of deadnettle slowly overtakes the grass.

You're not sure when so many moths started visiting your yard at night, but you don't mind looking out the windows and watching their little, silvery wings catch the moonlight.

Mostly your quality of sleep improves, and there are more mornings where you wake up feeling truly refreshed.

Beelzebub

The trees in your town bear more fruit than usual. If you garden, your harvest is nearly doubled. You'll have to accept the few extra pollinators buzzing around though.

Sensitive teeth? Maybe a cavity you were scheduled to have checked out..? Gone. It's as if it never happened at all.

Now that you notice it, any old injuries stop flaring up too. You get sick less often. Bruises seem to fade in just 2 or 3 days.

Food seems to keep longer, too. Fruits that would usually shrivel in days stay nice and crisp for a while, strangely.

Mosquitos and other blood sucking creatures avoid biting you specifically, as if your flesh is already claimed.

Like Mammon's crows, Beel's critters keep you well guarded. People unkind to you might find locusts covering their house soon, or wasps chasing them everywhere they go.

Asmodeus

Skin improvement. Lol.

No really, if you're struggling with acne it becomes much easier to manage.

On a deeper level, any shame around sex becomes much easier to address, as if something has your back even when you're by yourself. Any trauma is still yours to work through, naturally, but you find more strength to do it with now.

Hormonal issues balance out over time, the pains of PCOS, hormone therapy, ect. are all lessened.

The tastes of your favorite foods linger on your tongue a bit longer. Those moments of peace and quiet last just a few seconds longer. Any pleasure touches just a little deeper. Time seems to slow down in those small moments where you truly feel your own happiness.

Scorpions are often meant to represent one's passions, or "inner fire", and fittingly, you find it much easier to get in touch with what makes you happy, and cut out whatever doesn't.

Satan

Curses deflect from you easily. Unless it's an especially strong one, they tend to bounce right off.

More knowledge becomes open to you--a class you wanted to take suddenly has an opening, a private library you admired becomes public.

It's easier to face old heartaches with Satan's support, to hold onto him and dig up old memories you maybe didn't want to touch.

You allow yourself to really feel your anger and weep, and whether it's a winter gale howling outside or rain beating down on the vivid green landscape in spring, you feel like the earth itself leans in and grieves with you.

The plants you need for potions and spells are so easy to find now that it feels like they want to be found.

Your enemies, however, find themselves instead battling off the Devildom's most stubborn weeds--thorns that creep up to their doorsteps and gnarly ivy pulling apart the siding on their homes.

A ring of Karma surrounds you. The people who delt those old wounds find strange accidents and illness befalling them.

Leviathan

Your blessings are blessings for those around you too. Your town never suffers drought. Long dried-up rivers begin flowing again.

It's a little-known tidbit that he rules over blood--the water of life. Those loved or favored by him have their general health improve.

Aquatic critters are less shy towards you. Kids at the aquarium giggle as fish follow you from one end of the tank to another.

You're never lost long when you lose direction. Something--a flickering light that draws your attention to the correct path, or the clouds parting just enough on an overcast night--always helps you navigate home.

An unseen force warns you of storms. Humans can smell the ozone of approaching rain, but you now feel "something" coming even before that.

Not just storms: flood, earthquake, natural disaster, his magic always nudges you to safety quickly.

You swear, during some of those moments, for just a second, that you heard a thousand quiet whispers at once urging you to shelter.

Mammon

Obviously good fortune favors the one whom he loves, but this isn't limited to just money.

Your pantry is full. You find clothes in your size every time. Abundance in all forms sweeps into your life.

Luck is at your back. From just barely missing a speeding car to moving from your seat just before something falls from a shelf, you always seem to avoid things just in time.

It goes without saying that thousands of eyes are all around if you ever need help--the crows scattered throughout the world can alert him quickly, wherever you find them. You feel eyes on you sometimes.

These eyes also find your enemies. Someone who's wronged you has birds swooping on them, rocks being dropped on their windshield, murders of crows on the roof looming over them any moment they step outside.

You find more lovely things discarded--a broken necklace near the river that just needs some repair, a superfine wool sweater at a rickety thrift shop. The things that people no longer care for seem to trickle down to you.

Lucifer

It takes a while to notice his blessings, but you slowly realize that you can comprehend the birdsong in the trees.

Not that the birds are speaking suddenly, but you come to know what certain chirps and warbles mean.

It's like a whole new society opens up above you, and from their chatter you can gather when someone else is in the area with you, if this winter is going to be cold, what time it is without looking at your phone at all.

In the Celestial Realm he ruled over music, and in a way he still does. His favor opens your mind to everything that the world can tell you when your eyes are closed.

Aeolian tones start to make sense to you. You learn to tell the distance of thunder without counting.

--and, as if a bit of blinding light never left him during the fall, you find ill-meaning demons are driven away from you, some of them squinting as they back off, as if they're looking at something too bright.

Rough sketch of Mhin glaring heatedly as usual 🙈

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