#happy birthday solomon

[boxbusiness]

HBD Idiot Sandwich~

[saraminwglasses]

Happy Birthday ⭐️Solomon⭐️!!

[inhuman-obey-me]

Belated collab piece for Solomon's Birthday 2023!

Art by Mod Cosmos

Writing by Mod Chaos

His Immortal Soul

Can also be read on AO3 here Word Count: 3.8k Description: "Madness, where is its soul? Madness, all alone." A series of reflections on Solomon, shining souls, and what it means to be human.

Iarabal

With an impressive 72 pacts at his command, the Witty Sorcerer Solomon is said to have a most delectable and enticing soul. Demons clamor for the chance at a piece of it; there are rumors that even Death herself longs to claim it. It shines with the wisdom he was once gifted, and it is finely aged with the polish of immortality. The soul of a man who controls so many demons without succumbing to their allurement is a delicacy indeed.

Humans with the power to resist demons have nicely polished souls, like jewels. The more noble a soul, the shinier, and the more demons both long to claim it and are repelled by it.

At least, that's how it should be. That’s how it usually works. It’s what Iarabal had expected, when he'd heard that the infamous sorcerer himself would be coming to RAD as an exchange student under the Demon Prince's bizarre plan. Of course, no one had dared actually touch him once he arrived -- his pacts are with some of the most powerful demons in the realm, and the idea of treason aside, none would want to additionally face the wrath of those such as Asmodeus or Barbatos. And that’s all before even getting to the sorcerer himself, a man so powerful and conniving that he’d managed to gain the power of those many demons while offering away little to nothing of himself in exchange.

So Solomon’s soul, by all rights, is quite beyond reach to any average demon such as himself.

But Iarabal had planned to look upon it, at least, and savor the fantasy of devouring it. Flames lick at the insides of his belly in anticipation, and he salivates at the thought, even if he knows he will never get a taste. A demon can dream, can’t he?

Yet, as he lays eyes upon the sorcerer, something feels not quite right. It sparkles, yes -- even more dazzlingly than the demon had imagined, it sparkles. But there is something wild and incomprehensible about it, like funhouse mirrors warping the refractions of a million diamonds. The longer he looks, the more it seems to expand and stretch, and he is trapped in it, as though a cavern of crystal is closing itself around him. His appetite is fading rapidly, and a growing sense of something almost like dread builds in his stomach in its place.

Is Solomon so noble, to be able to repel him this way? Is this the strength of how powerfully his soul shines?

The demon isn’t sure. This doesn’t feel the same as any other time a human’s soul has repelled him. He feels like he’s losing his mind entirely, and the longer he stares, the worse it seems to get. Then again, he’s never looked upon a human so powerful as this, so who can say?

Iarabal averts his gaze. He doesn’t want to look upon it anymore.

The sorcerer’s soul is, he thinks to himself, better left alone.

Lucifer

There is something very, very strange about that sorcerer, Lucifer thinks.

Solomon has, as always, asked him for a pact again today. “Come on, this is basically just how we greet each other, isn’t it?” the human explains away blithely when the demon rejects him, with a smile that doesn’t match the seriousness of what he asks.

Of course, it’s not the pact-seeking that makes Solomon so strange, even if he is singularly annoying in his persistence about it. Plenty of humans have sought similar with the infamous fallen angel. He’s not even the only among them to try to use trickery or magic to force the demon’s hand.

No, Solomon is strange because, of all those humans, he is the most alarmingly devious, wicked human ever to have such a beautiful soul.

“Someone pure, genuine, and worthy of respect. I’m not sure if you’re aware of this, but demons are most attracted to the souls of people like that,” Lucifer had once told you.

The sorcerer as he knows him is none of those things. Lucifer is very familiar with the immortal’s reputation and history, and none of it could be described as pure. Rather than genuine, the man is unforthcoming at best and outright deceptive at worst. Any respect he has earned usually comes mostly from raw power, and most of that comes from the sheer number of pacts he’s accumulated, along with the Ring of Wisdom that Michael gifted him so very long ago. And then there’s the matter of his many past transgressions against demonkind...

Yet, despite this, Solomon’s soul sparkles brilliantly every time Lucifer sees him. It’s shocking how radiant it is, in fact. He’s hardly ever seen anything like it. The way it shines speaks to a level of purity and nobility of spirit beyond almost any other. And he smiles that carefree, nonchalant smile, an expression that would almost seem like he’s exactly what his soul says he is, even as he tries to solicit a pact from the demon, day after day, year after year.

But Lucifer knows better. Solomon is not pure or genuine. He is not as innocent as he plays at being. He is a dangerous person, and he is not to be trifled with.

The dissonance is unsettling, and for that, Lucifer does not trust him.

Granted, if a demon were to choose any human to make a pact with, Solomon would certainly be at the top of most any demon’s list. It’s true that a pact with that most powerful human sorcerer ever to live can lend one a certain degree of status in the Devildom. He has a reputation for only bothering with demons whose power he deems interesting enough to be worthwhile. And those who do forge such agreements with him revel in the amount of raw magic that he channels through them, when they are called upon.

Any other demon might have given in and made that pact a long time ago already. Rather, many already had – Lucifer’s own younger brother among them, to his chagrin.

But the Avatar of Pride is decidedly not looking for a human with whom to form a pact. He has had little interest in forging a pact with any human, ever. He’s made one exception recently, for you, and it’s his only one since becoming a demon. He doesn’t intend to make another. And certainly not with that particular human.

So, time after time, Solomon asks him again. And, time after time, Lucifer remains ever firm in his refusal.

Thirteen

It’s a real shame, Thirteen thinks.

The sight of his soul, the first time, is still clear in her memories. The way it sparkled when the moonlight hit him -- she doesn’t think she’ll ever forget it. It was bright, and brilliant, like the rainbows refracted off of the most incredible diamond, but also so much more than even that. No image could ever capture it; no words would ever be enough to describe it. Candy had thought she was delusional when she’d tried to tell her about it afterwards. But it was no delusion. His soul really was just that incredible.

It was like nothing she’d ever seen before, and nothing she’d seen since – at least, not until very recently.

And, to Thirteen’s disappointment, it doesn’t sparkle that way anymore.

That isn’t to say she doesn’t want it anymore, of course. It’s still one of the most captivatingly stunning souls she’s ever come across, and she’s not going to give up on having it. She’s been this patient thus far; she’ll keep trying, however long it might take.

Still...it really is a shame.

She misses the way Solomon used to be. These days, he’s so serious, even as he hides it behind a demeanor so cheerful it borders on idiocy.

Back then, he was different. He’d been more innocent by far, for one thing. She remembers the sight of that child hidden away in the basement, staring up at her through the lattice of that half-underground window. His life hadn’t been exactly easy up to that point, but his world back then had been so much smaller. He hadn’t been caught up in all these otherworldly conflicts, concerned with balances of power and the fate of humanity caught between them. No, back at that time, his magic still felt like a miracle to him, and even if it hadn’t been nearly so impressive back then, he’d had a simple sense of wonder and pride at each little feat he managed to perform.

His soul had been so perfectly pure back then, unclouded, unshaded. There had been such honest terror in the shriek he’d let out, and it had been so cute from that little kid that she couldn’t help but tease him a little, even as she’d tried to reassure him that she wasn’t his enemy.

She’d meant it then, and she means it still. Even as she tries time after time to capture his soul, and for all the many ways he’s annoyed her century after century, she holds no actual ill will towards the sorcerer. In a way, frustrating as it is to have her traps constantly fail against him, it’s a fun game of sorts for her too. He’s more than worthy as a target. She’s been waiting for the day his name shows up in the reaper’s list, but at this point, would taking his soul without a challenge even be satisfying?

So he entertains her tricks, and she plays at capturing him, and in the times in between, he calls her a friend -- one of his only friends, perhaps. He trusts her, with a strength of heart that only someone with such a brilliantly polished soul could.

She is not his enemy.

Someday, though. Someday, she’ll claim that sparkling soul of his. Even if it takes until the end of eternity, she’ll never give up on it.

For that man’s soul, it’s worth it. That’s just how valuable it is.

Barbatos

It was a delicious expression on Solomon’s face, that first day the two of them met -- shock, fear, desperation, shame. A delectable mix of all humanity’s basest, heaviest emotions.

To his great disappointment, Barbatos has never seen it again.

The reaper, among their cohorts, blames him for how the sorcerer’s soul changed, so many lifetimes ago; he is well aware of that. And he does not deny it -- it's true that Solomon is no longer the same as he once was. That may well be because of his influence.

Perhaps he did spoil him, back then, this fascinating human that he’d decided to take in and save from the encroaching grip of mortality. It had come about by a simple curiosity, mixed with a knowledge that few others had the privilege of being able to see. This human, a mere mortal on the verge of death, had been powerful enough to summon a demon as fabled as him without yet having a pact or bond in any way, and Barbatos could already foretell that this reckless earthly soul would someday have a pact with him who freely manipulated time at will. He knew this sorcerer would have quite the sway on the fate of the three worlds someday, and he was terribly interested in knowing how such a frail being would accomplish such a thing.

So Barbatos had taken Solomon to the Fountain of Knowledge, assigned him its guardianship, cared for him until he’d regained his health, and then made the pact he knew they were meant to have. He did show Solomon a wide expanse of alternate worlds and times, of futures and histories that the human could not have even dreamed. All of it was still nothing compared to what Barbatos himself has seen of the infinite. But it was far, far more than any human should have any right to know.

If that’s why Solomon is the way he is now, so be it.

But Barbatos isn’t so certain that’s exactly the case.

He knows who Solomon is, more deeply than probably anyone else the sorcerer has ever known. Few things can be kept secret from a demon who can see across all of time and space. He has seen Solomon at his best, at his worst, and most times in between. He has held both deep affection for and deep grudges against the man.

At the end of all of it, Solomon is who he is. He is exactly who he has always been meant to be. Barbatos has never tried to turn him into anything else.

One of the reasons Solomon’s soul shines so brightly, in his opinion, is probably that insatiable curiosity that he has. The sorcerer does not settle for things as they are; he wants to see things as they could be -- good or bad.

Solomon was the one to ask Barbatos to show him those deepest of horrors, dredged out of the abyss of possibility. “I’ve read through the books in the Fountain of Knowledge,” he’d announced, “almost every one of them. But knowing those things from books isn’t the same as knowing them. I need to see it, experience it, for myself, so I can be prepared for anything. Will you do that for me, Barbatos?”

Barbatos had simply obliged. He is, after all, the one who had brought Solomon to that place, so very long ago. It had been no surprise that the sorcerer had gone on to research what was available there, especially considering how long it took to restore him to health. He wasn’t going to deny the human’s request after already giving him that much.

And as the man himself had said, he would need to be prepared. He did need it, if he was going to fulfill the futures Barbatos had foreseen for him -- futures where Solomon would work towards pursuing the goals he has been so dogged about for an eternity now.

But that is simply who Solomon is. He wouldn’t have been satisfied with Barbatos keeping him sheltered and uninvolved, powerless in that perpetual battle between the other realms. He knew what he was asking for, and he wanted it anyway. He’s never regretted that request to Barbatos, and the demon doesn’t regret granting it.

So maybe Thirteen is right. Maybe it is Barbatos’s fault that Solomon’s soul is the way it is now. Maybe he did show the man too much, maddened his soul, corrupted him somehow. He is a demon, after all.

But Solomon doesn’t seem to mind, so neither does he.

Solomon

The sorcerer, like any human, has never been able to see his own soul.

He has, however, heard plenty said about it, by the many unearthly beings he calls company. Fascinated lesser demons have noted to him over the centuries that it is quite impressive, greed dripping from their tongues in hopes of taking it for their own.

Asmodeus, on the other hand, has never been particularly interested, occasionally quipping that if souls are like gems, he’s “not interested in lab-grown,” before ribbing the sorcerer over whether it’s even actually a human soul anymore.

Thirteen has lamented many a time how his soul doesn’t sparkle the same way it used to, a remark he usually just shrugs off. After all, what can he say in response? He has no control over the exact way that it sparkles, nor any particular interest in doing so specially for his reaper friend’s appeal anyway.

Barbatos, for his part, is quite neutral about it. “Your soul is hardly the most interesting thing about you,” the butler tells him.

Solomon is inclined to agree. Even if he can’t see souls in the same way they can, what does it matter? He knows who he is. He knows who he has been, where he came from, and what he has become. It is inescapable, in fact, even as his reflection in the mirror shows none of that change.

A reflection that, unchangingly, shows him what he has always been -- human.

They say he doesn’t really count as a human, that he can hardly even be considered human anymore at this point. And it hurts a little, he has to admit. He is still just as human as he has ever been, in his opinion, and it is only the others’ own condescending pity of humans that makes them think otherwise. They think he is not human because he has power, and no human could be so powerful. Despite his best efforts to show the potential of humans, they simply discount his own humanity instead.

His soul is proof. It’s not right. For being such a shining soul, the nobility of his heart is warped. It’s tainted by some strange shade, maddened by some unnatural force.

But he would say that unnatural force comes from the very ones who deny him his humanity. For thousands upon thousands of years, has his mission not been noble? Defending humanity’s right to be an equal, independent existence against the heavenly and demonic realms which seek to exert their influence is certainly a noble goal which has given him quite the strength of soul to resist them. Is it his fault that it required him to become so cunning and guarded to achieve that goal?

Any human who could see and experience what he has would be the same, he thinks -- if only any other human could indeed. It is, perhaps, the very loneliness of it that twists him further. He wouldn’t wish those struggles upon anyone, not truly, but he has long felt the weight of carrying this burden alone.

Then, you came along.

Falling in love with you is a little like seeing his younger self for the first time.

You are you, of course. You are not him, not a past version of him, not a thing simply to project onto. He knows that, and he would never try to make you someone you are not. But you are familiar in ways that feel almost nostalgic.

You still have an innocence, like he used to have. Not that you’re naive -- you know well enough how to handle those brothers by now, and you have certainly gained that ability to resist demons as Lucifer once instructed you to. But unlike most, you had a unique chance to earn the respect of those around you; the brothers have a true affection and camaraderie with you that most humans never have the chance to get. The Celestial Realm, too, first came to know of your existence as powerful before they really knew you.

They recognize you as an equal. And that gives you a chance to seek the same mission he has had all this time, from a more even starting point -- at least, if you want to. Or to seek anything else you’d like.

You have that kind of spirit, that he believes in whatever path you choose. Even without the power to see souls as they sparkle, he can see there is something special in you. Something he wants to protect, something he wants to nurture and see grow.

Something that he needs to protect, if the forces who twisted him are now threatening to involve you too.

You

Of course Solomon is a little weird, you think. He’s a human who has existed in this world of demons, magic, angels, sorcerers, witches, and everything else, for longer than any human rightfully should have existed at all.

But at this point, aren’t you a little weird, too?

You laugh it off the first few times they say it -- that it’s debatable whether he even counts as human anymore. It’s true, you think. An immortal, powerful sorcerer who has seen everything you’ve ever learned about history and more, with a reputation of being more demonic than most demons themselves? Yeah, you’ve never met any human quite like him.

The longer it goes on, though, the more that opinion changes.

With the brothers affectionately surrounding you, chattering away amongst themselves, they make that remark again, and a small part of you starts to wonder what exactly they mean by it.

What’s so inhuman about him?

He may be deviously clever, but is it really so strange to think that humans might have their schemes sometimes? It’s rampant throughout the human world.

His age is beyond comprehension, but it turns out that plenty of human witches bargain with demons to extend their lives. You’ve started considering it too, if you’re being honest.

He is powerful, the most powerful human ever to live -- except, so are you now.

You start thinking, more and more, that the two of you aren’t actually quite so unalike.

If they think he’s not human anymore, how long until they think the same of you?

So you mention it to him one day, just as a passing comment, during your training together. You didn’t mean much by it, but he frowns, and he ends training for the day, and he takes you to a café, just so you can chat about it a little more. And you didn’t mean to complain, but you end up talking about it and all your other worries and stresses over this whole exchange student turned sorcerer deal for what turns into hours.

He's vague, and evasive about any follow-up questions, but he tells you a little about some of his worries too.

You realize you didn’t really know him all that well before. You start to get to know him better.

When you start talking to him after that, really talking and having real conversations, it’s refreshing in a way. You tell him mundane little stories about your life before all of this -- about your parents, your friends, old anecdotes of how you grew up. You tell him about the things you used to do and your worries about how you’ve become so disconnected from all of that now. And he understands. He listens with a knowing sort of care that none of the others quite have. They do listen to you, of course, but everyday human life is as abstract to them as this world used to be to you. Human life, compared to their own realms, seems so small and inconsequential.

Not to Solomon, though.

As you talk to him, you realize, without a shadow of a doubt, that he remembers. The human world has changed over time, and so has he, but he still remembers what it was like. He still sees things as a human does, no matter how long he’s been surrounded by all this. He asks you all about the human world nowadays, like a house he used to live in, where new owners have come in, and the walls have been repainted, and none of the furniture is arranged how it was before.

Even so, it still feels like home to him. And talking about it feels like home to you.

You don’t really know what they all mean, when the others talk about souls being sparkly or polishing yourself so yours becomes shiny.

Apparently, you sparkle. Apparently, so does he.

But does it matter? Does it matter how all these otherworldly beings judge the worth of a human soul?

What you know is this:

You are human. And so is he.

[sane-omblog]

🌟Solomon Day💫

Zoom! And sum1 help why it so blurry..

I really enjoy colouring his hair but the lighting and stuff cover it all but nevermind this man is still looks good.

[leviisbabe]

Happy Birthday to our Greatest Sorcerer! Our overprotective and ever loving Senseiii~ 💜

[devildomwriter]

Solomon Birthday Special 100 Fun Facts

1. Solomon is older than the Celestial War

2. Solomon has claimed after a few hundred years you forget your age

3. Solomon’s cooking has even frightened Michael who seems almost annoyed by it

4. Solomon has been to the Celestial Realm multiple times before the start of the game

5. Solomon wears the Ring of Wisdom, gifted to him by Michael

6. Solomon is based off the biblical figure King Solomon the Wise, and refers to himself as such

7. Solomon often refers to himself as “The Witty Sorcerer”

8. Solomon is season 2 tried to convince MC to kill Lucifer

9. Solomon has assumed the role as protector of the human world

10. Solomon started the Sorcerer Association but was banned from it after making food for everyone

11. The Sorcerer Association is so upset by Solomon’s food incident they once sicked a dragon on him

12. Solomon nearly died summoning Barbatos for the first time

13. The first time Solomon commanded multiple demons at once his body ached for many days

14. Solomon fears the ocean but the game has yet to reveal why

15. Solomon and Asmodeus formed a pack after getting drunk and don’t recall the details

16. Solomon can use his magic to fly

17. Solomon is a huge fan of The Seven Lords

18. Solomon lost a pop quiz of TSL to Leviathan but asserts he will win the next time

19. Solomon has written and published TSL fan fiction

20. Solomon has stated to be intimidated by Diavolo and nervous when it’s just the two of them

21. In Solomon’s UR+ video he is seen crying and laying flowers on a grave but no details are given

22. Solomon consorts with witches

23. in season 2 Solomon decided not to kill Lucifer only because he knew MC would probably not forgive him

24. Solomon is MC‘s official mentor

25. Solomon is stated to not want a pact with Mammon but in season 2 offers to give Mammon the Midas Crest in exchange for a pact

26. Solomon loves making food for everyone and it makes him genuinely happy to see people eat his food

27. Thirteen stopped being friends with Solomon after eating his food. She now makes many attempts to attack him

28. Solomon doesn’t seem to understand when people dislike him.

29. Solomon often gambles his life with Thirteen but he never loses

30. Simeon tried hard to make Solomon cry but only cutting onions succeeded

31. Solomon’s cooking never turns out right for multiple reason: 1. He thinks the ingredients/measurements/time are just a suggestion 2. He unknowingly infuses some of his magic with the food

32. Solomon states that MC’s face puts him at ease

33. Solomon states many different times that he’s feeling his age— his body aching, not being able to pull all-nighters, etc

34. Solomon once fed Lucifer opposite cookies to try and ask Lucifer for a pact so Lucifer refused to talk

35. Solomon finds it hard to believe that Diavolo is a demon

36. Solomon says Levi is on his second goldfish named Henry, it’s not stated how he knows, if Levi knows, or if he’s responsible

37. When having a sweat interaction with Solomon he states that if you think he’s not scary when mad just because he’s not a demon that you are very wrong

38. When Solomon has nothing to do he’ll sometimes call Asmo over

39. Solomon always starts his showers by washing his face

40. Solomon let’s Asmodeus do his nails

41. Solomon is inconvenienced by his cape on windy days and there are pictures to probe it

42. After making a pact with Asmodeus, Asmodeus gifted him a giant painted portrait of himself

43. Solomon asks MC not to ask his age on his birthday

44. Solomon has been “friends” with Thirteen for thousands of years

45. Satan once made a cursed scarf for Satan but suspects he gave it to Lucifer

46. Solomon invented a magical homing pigeon when they are without WiFi

47. Solomon states he’s no good at the beach

48. Solomon tried growing human flowers in the Devildom but states they’d quickly die without him casting magic on them to seal them in time

49. Barbatos warns MC to watch out for Solomon

50. Solomon isn’t sure if he can knit

51. When touching Solomon in surprise guest where he doesn’t like, he asks if Asmodeus taught you to act like that

52. Simeon and Luke constantly trick Solomon out of cooking duty

53. In the Pirate AU, Solomon is the navigator

54. Raphael is the only one to enjoy and easily survive Solomon’s cooking

55. Solomon finds Venus fly traps to be cute

56. Solomon is stated by multiple demons to be more of a demon than an angel

57. Solomon joins Luke and Simeon for puzzle days of purgatory hall

58. Solomon can talk to animals

59. Solomon says if the world ended tomorrow he’d want a pact with all demons in exchange for his help

60. Solomon has stated that he hates summer

61. Solomon has had implied sex with MC in the RAD classroom before school began

62. Solomon is the most powerful sorcerer to ever exist though he states that with training MC will surpass him

63. Solomon once messed up a potion that caused everyone to speak very differently for many days and nothing could be done

64. Solomon and Satan often exchange and discuss books

65. Solomon has claimed he can stop time for objects and other things

66. Luke worries about Solomon because Solomon gets intensely focused on work and forgets to eat

67. Solomon says when he gets busy he usually only eats instant ramen

68. When discussing Gingerbread men solomon says some places call them Gingerbread Boys and that it reminds him of Luke but asks MC to never tell him

69. Solomon gifted Lucifer a bath bomb infused with magic that’d make him want to make a pact but Lucifer crushed it on the spot

70. Mammon believe Solomon could give Lucifer a run for his money in terms of deviousness

71. Asmodeus caught Solomon buying many ghost balloons to bring to the human world as souvenirs

72. Solomon joins Luke in doing morning stretches and exercises

73. Solomon loves Barbatos’s cherry pie

74. When asked who he can rely on, Solomon says PROBABLY Barbatos and Asmodeus

75. Barbatos worries about Solomon in the summer because “Solomon hates the heat more than most people.”

76. Lucifer states he feels uncomfortable that when facing off against Solomon he feels the need to go all out

77. Solomon, while typically a composed person loves to tease Luke

78. Solomon is shown to not mine if someone cheats in a game unless they brag about it

79. Solomon dislikes the taste of Hellfire mushrooms

80. Solomon’s motto is “No need to worry about tomorrow.”

81. Solomon admits to feeling jealous when it comes to pursuers of MC (he was once jealous of a plant)

82. Solomon has a pact with seventy two demons

83. Solomon is the kind of person to easily forget important relationship anniversaries

84. Solomon has asked Belphegor for a pact but the demon immediately refused

85. Solomon learned how to make anklets from Leviathan

86. Solomon stays cooped up in his room with the AC blasting on hot days

87. Solomon has trouble saying no to Asmodeus and has even lied to Lucifer for his sake

88. Solomon was strung up from the ceiling by Lucifer after plotting his murder

89. Solomon once had a snow globe that contained an important memory to him—looking at the aurora and remembering it with his birthday

90. Solomon has no preferences when it comes to part time jobs other than it have a good atmosphere

91. Solomon loves to play Dungeons and Dragons and other TRPGs

92. Solomon was too embarrassed to woke at a roller skate diner and make hearts for anyone other than MC

93. Levi is the only brother that doesn’t warn MC about Solomon

94. Solomon created a potion in attempt to see the red string of fate but ended up revealing all connections instead

95. Solomon once accidentally trapped himself and MC in a box where you could not leave until you told the truth

96. Solomon is said to be the active one when it comes to love and does not wish to be bound by his lover nor bind them himself

97. Solomon took MC on a date in the stars but leviathan interrupted them with a drone

98. Solomon is in a chat with MC and Satan called (Cats) where they mainly talk about cats

99. During the bunny boy event Solomon was a good pole dancer

100. Solomon is the first side character to deepen his relation with MC and is also the side character with the most kiss interactions on par with Diavolo

[ribbittheribbit]

☆Fanart I made for Solomons birthday☆

I love this goofy guy so much it’s unreal.

[nerdy-talks]

Happy Birthday Solomon!

The most powerful sorcerer, the absolute best teacher, and the cutest human to ever exist 🤍

[obaby-obeyme]

Happy Birthday Wizard Ojiisan 🧙‍♂️🎉

[mamms-n-goldie]

Happy birthday to the silly sorcerer who managed to (^∇^) his way into my heart and refuses to leave.

i drew this earlier in the day before having to leave quickly to catch the bus but i forgot to post until now (currently 11:32pm). Anyway, i drew him as pony / silly lil unicorn 🦄

I made other pony designs for other OM characters, my MC included. I will eventually post those here...enjoy.

[boxbusiness]

*sweating

[silverust]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SOLOMON🎉🎉

Was experimenting with colors but I think it turned out well😭

I love him sm

still wishing for his plushie

[inhuman-obey-me]

Protection

Written for Solomon’s Birthday 2022!

Word count: 477

Description: Why deal with your thoughts when you could throw yourself into work instead? At least, that's how Solomon deals with his feelings.

Can also be read on AO3 here!

Solomon keeps his hands busy and his mind busier. Magic is infinite and limitless, and even eternity hasn't satisfied his ambitions yet. There are too many things he wants to research, too much he wants to learn. Each success opens the way to new ideas; each failure still teaches him new lessons.

And it's a lot easier dreaming of new experiments than thinking about old ones.

His transgressions, his regrets, the prices he'd paid to achieve what he had -- they dangle at the edges of his thoughts, taunting him in his moments alone. So he doesn't leave himself with moments alone. He throws himself into another experiment, always working, always focused. It keeps the nagging whispers at the back of his mind, safely pushed away so he doesn't think about them too hard.

He examines the contents of the tube in his hand, swirling it to see how the properties of the crystal inside change as they make contact with the potion he'd poured inside. Purple edges slide to green, and pink bubbles push their way slowly up through the viscous liquid. Magic shimmers at his fingertips, pushing the liquid deeper into the crystal until the whole vial is filled with only rock and froth. Dumping the crystal out into his hand, it glows faintly with the same green glow, a color more grassy than eerie, and he can feel the lingering warmth of his magic against the sides.

Then, with a softly murmured incantation, it crumbles to pebbles in his palm. He pours the pieces into a small pouch, taking care not to spill a single one, and places that inside a small plush, in the shape of an adorable pink sheep that had reminded him of you.

It's the third protective charm he's put in it this week.

It hasn't escaped his notice how some of his pactmates -- not the ones he's befriended, like Asmodeus, but some of the others who still resent him, angrier demons like Berith and Zepar -- have been skulking around near you lately. He doesn't think they'll do anything to you, not really, not when you have pacts with seven of the most powerful demons in the realm yourself, and the support of the Devildom Prince to boot. But Zepar still holds a bitter grudge over the particular way Solomon obtained his pact, and well, he wouldn't put it past tricky devils to try to use you against him somehow.

A few more incantations, and the pouch of pebbles dissolves to fluff, indiscernible from the stuffing the toy already had. He'll give it to you next week -- it's cute and fluffy, and he's pretty sure you'll like it.

There's a knock at his door. "Solomon, I made you a sandwich! Remember to eat it, okay?" Simeon calls from outside.

He hardly even hears it. He's already working on the next one.

[katboykirby]

Using the 0.0004% free time I still have these days to come up w/ ideas for the 9 Days of Solomon Birthday Week that Ivy came up with

There's no way I'm gonna be able to write something for all 9 days (I'm barely managing to scrape through writing a single chapter of my Priest! Satan AU once a week sob)

So I want to try doing photography instead, with my Solomon cosplay. I've written down a few ideas so far but unfortunately quite a few of the prompts (like "snow") are gonna rely on completely external factors. Like I know this is Canada but whether or not we'll actually have snow or not in early December is a complete crapshoot 😭 thanks climate change

I still want to try anyway though because I think cosplay photos would be a really cool thing to do? It's something you don't see nearly as often as traditional fanart or fanfic so I want to make it happen if I can ☆

If you have any ideas for possible cosplay photoshoots that would fit any of these themes, let me know! I'd love to hear other people's ideas, and you comment on this post or send me a message/ask whenever you want I always enjoy talking to other fans about this type of thing ♡

[leviisbabe]

And he deserves his lap, coz' it's his birthday¬ 😉💙🤍

[shamylicious-blog]

HBD SOLY!!