#solomon i mean

[twice-in-a-blue-moon]

when solomon has sex with you for the first time, he makes sure to absolutely worship your body. during the first kiss scene with him, he said he's been waiting for a chance to do it. so with this, he's going to make sure his patience will pay off. not an inch of your skin will be unloved by him. it may have taken so long, but the end result will be perfect as the two of you are satisfied, love growing by the second

(Ooh, thank you for the food, anon!! Solomon's first kiss scene will forever have my heart) Reader is GN! :)

Minors DNI!

"Why don't you come just a little closer?"

You shift a little closer until there's no space between you two on the bed, and his lips are back on yours. His hand comes up to cradle your jaw, softly rubbing his thumb along to solidify in his mind that you are here and that this is happening.

Somehow, miraculously, he finally got you alone...and you want him too.

Though he fears he'll get too eager and move too fast for your liking, leading to crossing a boundary or scaring you away. So, he's careful, treating you as if you were glass, slow to do anything more than kiss you like this. Truthfully, he could just do this all night and he'd still be over the moon. But he can't deny in his heart the need for more.

His hand on your jaw slowly slides down your neck, simply letting his fingertips brush against the sensitive skin. It's warm, and he can feel your pulse thrumming just beneath. He wonders how it would feel against his lips.

Solomon reluctantly pulls away from your lips, leaning down to instead kiss along the column of your neck. It elicits a soft gasp, and he feels giddy that he can get such a cute response from you. It only serves him to want to hear more. A secondary motive.

With each article of clothing he removes from your body, he falls deeper in love as he sees his person bared completely to him. It signifies the trust you've built together. And he'll do everything to never lose it - a promise he quietly makes to himself.

From your neck, he lavishes kisses along your collarbones, down both of your arms, your shallowly rising and falling chest, your soft stomach, all the way down to your naval. Any further is iffy territory and he wants explicit permission before he does anything more.

Through a husky tone, he asks, "is this okay? Can I continue?"

Your approval and reassurance are resounding. The weight of worry eases a little, but he's still tentative to continue. He wants you to feel good. He wants this first time with you to be perfect. He can't help it, he's an ancient sorcerer in love for the first time in a very long time...if ever.

So, slowly, he ventures onward to where he sees the obvious impact he's had on you tonight. His talented silver tongue makes you squirm on the bed, your hands tangling in his soft locks as his name tumbles out of your mouth like a prayer. The taste of your sweet arousal is something he fears he could get addicted to.

Solomon can feel his own arousal growing past anything he's ever experienced before. He didn't know he had the capacity to feel so needy for someone else. Good lord, just what are you doing to him?

Once he feels he's prepped and pleasured you enough with his tongue and dexterous fingers, he pulls away to finally undress and bare himself to you. His eyes shift away nervously as he feels you studying his body now. He knows his skin is marred from centuries of living; the countless pact marks, scars he doesn't remember the stories of, and burns from experiments gone wrong. He's never felt self-conscious like this before, but it's another product of what you do to him.

When you sit up on the bed, crawling to him to brush your fingers along his skin, it takes his breath away. You aren't afraid to explore him. Tracing his pact marks, kissing his imperfections, never once showing disgust like he might've thought.

No, only care.

Solomon gently chases you back down onto the bed, crawling over your excited form with smiles and giggles exchanged in the otherwise quiet room. Once again, he gets your staunch permission before continuing. And once again, you reassure him that this is what you want. Any lingering doubt subsides, and with that, he lines himself up with your entrance and slowly slides in, letting you adjust once he's fully settled within you.

"D-Deus meus..."

His forehead rests against yours as his breathing turns ragged, reveling in how goddamn good you feel around him. It takes all of him to be patient, but he waits for your signal, and once he has it, he doesn't hesitate to start moving.

His hips snap against yours in deep, measured thrusts. Passionate kisses are shared, soft moans and grunts fill your ears, and his hands never once stop exploring your body. The love he gave it earlier wasn't nearly enough.

There's no rush. It's not frantic - it's not even desperate. It's slow and intimate as he guarantees you both feel good in this one moment of solitude.

Solomon isn't even thinking about afterwards or what those brothers might say. He's fully entranced by you. He makes love to you as if it's the last time he ever will.

Soon he brings you both to a mind-shattering orgasm. His body shudders above yours as he buries his face in your neck. The way you clench around him makes him consider asking for a second round. Though, he wants to take a break more - to love and care for you as needed. As carefully as he can, he pulls out, already missing being enveloped by you and your sweet body. The second his fatigued self hits the bed, you instantly cuddle up to him, locking him in place for the foreseeable future.

To say he's a little shocked is an understatement. Sure, you both just shared a moment of passion and pleasure, but there was still some part of him that wondered if you really wanted him. For you to take the initiative to cuddle up to him in the afterglow touches his heart. Solomon wraps his arms around you, humming at the shared warmth between your sweaty bodies and shielding you from the world outside of this room.

Tonight you're his. And he knows he'll always be yours.

[journey-to-the-attic]

posting the first half of these now because i've had more ideas since <3 ddvd is so fun to draw i can't believe i didn't do this sooner

[sheepthatgobaa]

I spent wayyy too long for this joke

[philtrashnumberunus]

hot take every character on the terror looks their best in episode 5.

except francis. sorry bb <3

[vforys]

so i. somewhat expanded my obey me pkmn AU

[futuristicdoormats789]

aye aye, captain @froggerland

Saint Bernard by Lincoln // Solomon Tozer

A queer melody for a marine.

Edit: Everyone make sure you check out @odysseusilver's version too!

[cnl0400]

STOP BEING MEAN TO SOLOMON!!! GRAAAAAAAA

[bo0tleg]

Decided to make one of these for Top Gun: Maverick too, you know... to dispel the pain I caused with my last post...

(this is my whatsapp history, not direct quotes from the movie)

(in the first one, I'm aware it looks like There's a 30 min gab between both messages. There is not, my internet just decided that they were going to let me see the message 30 min later)

[mirrorcatcreditcard]

I know that the fandom is mostly female because it's an otome game, but are there any queers in the fandom? And Obey Me is comforting to you?

I started the game before I knew about my identity and while I was still a minor trying to deal with the whole repressed, Christian BS + religious trauma, and Obey Me really helped me accept myself and feel alive. I mean, they're just some demons (+ plus non-demoms) who do not have any care for sexuality or a gender presentation and are so unhinged themselves that they would accept any type of MC that's thrown their way. They might be written for a "female gaze," but the fandom is completely accepting and very nice to people regardless of how you present or identify.

So, I'm curious if any queers (yes, it can be gender, sexuality, romantic preference, or a mixture of the above) find comfort in this game too?

[spinostarz]

EEUUAAAAGGHH cold boy attack

[tokutaiseichan]

Holy shit. Someone on the JP tkdb fandom pointed out that the stigma names are the anagram of demons that appeared in Ars Goetia.

Binaerus = Naberius (Jin)

Yagsal Olbalsa = Glasya-Labolas (Alan)

Here's the other ones I found:

Spurno = Purson (Sho)

Malab = Balam (Taiga)

Argeas = Agares (Tohma)

Ramsochisa = Marchosias (Lyca)

Haxs = Shax (Leo)

Acimo = Camio (Ritsu)

Raothtas = Astaroth (Ren)

Tiris = Sitri (Romeo)

Talnandio = Dantalion (Subaru)

Iggnaim = Gamigin (Lucas)

Agnihaet = Haagenti (Yuri)

Bahnti = Bathin (Haru)

[goddisposez]

solomon shitpost indulgence

[journey-to-the-attic]

the new nightmare is cool but i think not putting them in hanfu was an missed opportunity

(+ long hair version that i wasn't as sure about)

[sweetbrier2908]

u know that solomonxmc giving "us against the world" vibe i mean in the early stage of nightbringer they literally were against the whole devildom

i have that one solomon scene "and you think i'm not?" carved in my heart

[philtrashnumberunus]

solomon tozer is the other woman in every terror pairing

[misc-obeyme]

mammon finds smthn that happened in like human history and just comes to mc like

"mc did they try to stop this?"

"idk"

"how do you not know??!! youre human!!"

"mammon i was ONE"

LOL. Listen he's a demon, you can't really expect him to understand this human aging stuff!

I think it'd also be funny if it was something really old.

Mammon: MC, did you know about this Roman empire? They were conquering all kinds of places!

MC: Do you... think I was alive back then?

Mammon: ... weren't you?

MC: Do I LOOK like Solomon to you?!?