The sorcerer is glad that you agreed to stay at Purgatory Hall for the night. He didn't want you to walk all the way back to the House of Lamentation in the cold. He would have dropped you off, of course, but he just needed an excuse to keep you near him a bit longer. Such opportunities were rare with the brothers always breathing down your neck.
Speaking of you, you were currently on the opposite side of the table, out cold with your face mushed into one of his spell books and your hands resting limply on your lap. Solomon had draped his cape over you for warmth.
You were wide awake just a few moments ago, sincerely listening to each and every one of his words like a diligent student as he taught you some basic beginner spells. Time had flown by so fast (as it always seemed to do whenever he was with his dearest apprentice), Solomon hadn't even noticed when you stopped listening to him and drifted off into dreamland. But at some point between "clear your pronunciation" and "focus on the energy flow" your eyes had fluttered closed and your chin had dipped.
Solomon feels a strong urge to squish your cheeks.
βHow wonderful,β he murmured, voice laced with amusement, βto have the most precious apprentice in the world.β
His self control lasted for exactly five seconds before he gently poked your cheek, making your lips pout in the most tragically cute way.
And then he decides to be a menace.
Solomon bites down a laugh before pulling out his D.D.D. and clicking a picture of you, making sure his cape is clearly visible.
He opens up the brothers' group chat before sending the picture with one single message:
>>Don't I have the cutest apprentice in the world?
And yes, he specifically italicizes the "I". Now, he needs only wait for any one of the brothers to notice the message before chaos ensues.
He put his phone down (not before taking another picture just for himself), and looks at you again, heart warm with fondness.
*Ting*
A notification pops up on his D.D.D.
Ah, so it has started already. Solomon thinks to himself, giggling internally. He decides not to open the chat and put his device on mute.
The door to the study creaks open. Simeon peeks inside, eyes moving between your sleeping form and Solomonβs smug smile.
"Care to explain why Mammon just texted me saying I 'better make sure the shady sorcerer doesn't touch 'his human'?", asks Simeon.
That was the last straw required for Solomon to start laughing. But he stops when he hears you make a rather displeased sound in your sleep.
Simeon's phone buzzes again and he looks down to read the message. "Oh my. What did you even tell them?"
"Nothing. Just that I have the most adorable apprentice in the world."
Solomon chuckles.
In the background, the group chat explodes. Oh how he loved to annoy the brothers.
A/N: my favourite white-haired magic man ever doesn't get half as much appreciation as he deserves
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Your eyes bulged out of your head as the words mindlessly slipped past your lips, hand slapping over your mouth as you stared in horror. It wasnβt like you to be so careless, especially not when princes and people who could wave a hand to have you six feet under (quite literally) surrounded you.
It didnβt help that all your friends' jaws dropped at your single word (others were trying hard to not double over laughing). Especially not when it was so out of your character to say.Β
All you could do was stare blankly into the distance, wishing this was all a bad dream, and that you could dissipate like smoke into the sky. Yet the harsh reality bit into you as warm brown eyes watched on in shock, which morphed into amusement as his laughter rang in the air.
You suppose you should count yourself lucky that Minajael Tealrajah, prince of the Scalding Sands, was not vindictive.Β
βMy apologies, Prince Minajael,β Jamil spoke first, head bowed in respect (and to also hide his smirk).
The prince merely waved the apology off, wiping a stray tear as he calmed down. You hated to admit that his bright smile warmed parts of you that you forgot existed. He was the most handsome man you have met, which is saying something with the company you carried.
βNo apologies needed,β Minajael chuckled. βThough I am curious as to what brought that comment.β
You felt your soul leave your body for the second time in the last 5 minutes. How the hell were you supposed to explain that your lizard brain took over the second you saw his exposed midriff?Β
βUh,β you spoke dumbly, blinking rapidly as you tried to rack your brain for any sensible answer to calling someone a slut. Traitorously, your eyes lowered to where brown skin lay exposed for anyone to see.Β
βObjectifying me already,β Minajael hummed dejectedly, amusement underlying his tone.Β
βExcuse me, I am going to jump into the nearest river now,β you stand up, fully ready to go through with your threat, only for said prince to grab your hand, halting your escape.
βItβs okay,β he laughed, eyes strangely warm, even though you did kind of just insult him accidentally. βIβm not used to people treating me in such a manner, itβs refreshing.βΒ
You raise an eyebrow, wondering if heβs into being name called. Once again the word slut reverberates through your skull, but you keep it inside this time. You know you were never going to live this moment down. Minajael Tealrajah was going to be the death of you, and you couldn't help but find yourself excited by the prospect.
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soft is an understatement when it comes to silver, you think.
thatβs not to say heβs incapable of the oppositeβthe training really shows in any crisisβbut itβs easy to forget that fact once disaster has dwindled down to the drowsy daze of moonlight. under the nightβs watch, wonderland quiets at last, and sleep returns without the threat of eternity. night raven college rests.
as with most things in this world, that doesnβt apply to you.
before, you could call the problem some garden-variety insomniaβa dizzying, perpetual pulsing in your head and eyes that refused to shutβprobably a product of getting tossed into a different dimension with different rules. like jet lag, or something. unfortunate, sure, but not something to worry about.
in light of revelations about the effect of long-term magic on inconsistent rem cycles or the entire lack thereof, itβs become yet another thing that keeps you up at night. you suspect the only thing thatβs going to put you down now is sedation, magical or otherwise.
silver is heartachingly kind as he tries to lull you to sleep, a lullaby in his throat and a hand combing through your hair. beneath your ear and past cloud-soft cotton, his heartbeat marches on as steadily as a knight. itβs so calm; your ears are beginning to ring in the din. you blindly toy with a stray thread on his sweater and peek, over his shoulder, at the clock hanging like a second moon from the clinicβs shadowed walls. 12:29, it reads.
βyou should rest too, silver.β your voice emerges through the dark as quiet as an oath. thereβs a drifting, faded quality to it, coating the words as they spill out. βand donβt talk about earlier, that doesnβt count.β
βi am. i promise.β a warm sigh fans across your forehead. βbesides,β he pivots, voice low and soothing, βyou did all the caretaking during our journeyβiβm only returning the favor how i can.β
you hum, pressing further into the warm space between him and the cotβs ridiculously plush mattress, as though the external pressure could relieve the one inside your skull. βyou don't need to. iβm used to this by now.β
βbut i want to,β he insists.
the laugh that falls from your lips is worn thin, a feeble, flimsy thing that would break in the midnight breeze. βthen is there a way for us to share your sleep?β
and silverβsweet, endlessly kindβpulls you in closer, as though his comfort could dispel the restlessness plaguing you. you lean into it anyway. (because even if you canβt rest, at least you know youβll be safe.) something warm is pressed against your temple. a kiss, you realize. it must be the softest act youβve experienced recently.
βmm? whatβs that for?β
βyou, of course,β silver says, so simply it seems like a fact. the word curls around your heart and warms you from the inside out.
βis that some kind ofβ¦briar valley superstition iβm not aware of?β
βclose.β youβll have to make note of that. itβs difficult to imagine any of the diasomnia students being so free in their affection, but maybe that was just a night raven trait. βthereβs a famous story in the valley, about two lovers who had been separated by a curse. even though it took a century, eventually, the curse was broken by a kiss. thereβs some debate as to whether it was the kiss that broke the curse, or if the curse ran out of time, butβ¦β and here, silver pauses. his heartbeat quickens just a slight. βfather used to say that it could cure anything.β
βmm, just a regular kiss?β you prod.
gazing through the dark, soft, drooping eyes meet yours. the tips of his ears glow warm in the moonβs shine. βa kiss of true love,β silver answers finally.
beautiful boy, made of dreams and light and enough devotion to defy destiny and then some. you adore him.
that last thought settles in your chest. itβs the clearest one youβve had all night, healed of any waking ache. and finally, as your eyes begin to grow heavy, you wonder if silverβs story may just hold some truth after all.
βthank you,β you mumble. βi think that finally did the trick.β
gently, the blanket is pulled over your shoulder, and a thumb smooths down your brow. βi wanted to thank you too.β
βhm?β (your hazy eyes are luminous in the moonlight. beautiful, silver thinks. beautiful in a way that invites those to look closer, to reach out for an existence that haunts wonderland phantomwise.)
βiβm grateful,β he clarifies, βthat i had you with me throughout that journey, and that you were there every time i faltered. i reallyβ¦i canβt thank you enough.β
βyou donβt have to thank me for that, silver.β and as you surrender to the night, you whisper, βnot at all.β
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a/n: inspired by this ask and the others that have flooded my inbox since. rofl. I might tinker with these a bit more. a nsfw version might be coming later, maybe? we'll see.
β€ shadow-walking with mc | the demons + solomon
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Shadow-walking requires the demon and human to have a pact. MC is a rare human that shares this ability with all the demon brothers.
Solomon shares this ability with Barbatos and Asmodeus but rarely uses it.
It's normally used as an offensive or defensive ability as needed.
The demon brothers re-purpose it as a way of still "being" with MC and spending time with them even when they can't physically.
The demon and their human master share a telepathic bond that lets them communicate through thoughts and emotions. This allows them to "speak" to each other.
Only one demon can share MC's shadow which means there's usually a queue of demons waiting for their chance to sneak in next.
None of the demon brothers believe they need a formal system to decide who gets to spend time shadow-walking with MC because that's just embarrassing to admit. It ends up being a first-come first-serve free-for-all unless they negotiate some sort of agreement in advance (which usually involves threats or bribes).
Belphegor spends the most time in MC's shadowβhis subconscious is constantly trying to gain access even when he's asleep.
Only powerful demons can sense when MC is shadow-walking with another demon if their shadow form hasn't manifested yet. This would catch arrogant lesser-demons completely by surprise if they think MC is a lonely, vulnerable target.
When the demon's shadow form "awakens," MC's shadow changes to the shape of whichever demon is shadow-walking with them at that time. This usually happens when the demon senses something is wrong or MC is troubled; it gives them more access to MC's surroundings so they can detect danger more easily.
Shadow-walking's final form is a corporeal version of the shadow come to life. It manifests as a dark, muted visage of whichever demon is present. They are generally not capable of regular speech and rarely make noise or sounds at all.
The shadow forms are capable of offensive and defensive magical abilities, and some may even fight with conjured weapons. They all have increased agility/reflexes and enhanced strength.
Shadow forms are able to communicate telepathically with Little Ds that share their sin attribute. Little Ds can also be controlled as offensive minions in MC's defense.
The demon brothers have limited control over their shadow forms. The shadows function on instinct fueled by emotion and their natural desire to protect their precious human master at all costs.
MC can use direct commands or pact magic spells to temporarily block the demon brothers from entering their shadow. This prevents any unwanted interruptions if MC is doing someone something private, or if MC simply wants to be alone.
LUCIFER
Lucifer sometimes shadow-walks with MC as an alternative to stringing up his brothers when he's frustrated.
He also shadow-walks with MC when he's working in his study or relaxing with a glass of Demonus by the fireplace. Their link allows MC to hear whatever cursed record he's listening to without succumbing to any of the negative side effects.
Shadow Form manifestation: appears in a gust of wind behind a flurry of black feathers. He hovers off the ground behind MC. Even though the shadow forms are dark and generally void of colour, his eyes and gloves are still noticeably red.
Shadow Form offensive and defensive abilities: In addition to enhanced physical combat abilities, he is capable of telekinetic control of objects. His shadow form's wings can also block MC like a shield and the feathers can slice through most materials including demon flesh.
MAMMON
Sometimes he claims he does it when he's bored or it's "his turn to babysit MC" but really, he does it because he misses them.
If MC goes to the club or casino without him, he's usually lurking in their shadow instead. MC's luck is amplified when Mammon is in their shadow, but he can't replicate that same good luck in-person which frustrates him to no end.
Shadow Form manifestation: He spawns in a pool at MC's feet and then sprints past whatever is bothering MC. The threat turns around and sees Mammon's shadow, crouched low and grinning with his fangs on display before he pounces.
Shadow Form offensive and defensive abilities: Capable of flight and is the most agile of all his brothers in this form. He normally uses hand-to-hand combat to overwhelm whoever or whatever is threatening MC. He can summon a protective barrier around MC that reflects spells/physical blows back at the attacker.
LEVIATHAN
He gets very jealous of the others when he has to wait to shadow-walk with MC.
Sometimes he'll keep gaming when he shadow-walks, but most of the time he goes to his bathtub so he can focus all of his attention on MC instead. He's more confident communicating with MC this way. He's less awkward and more outgoing, especially when he can sense how happy MC is too.
Shadow Form manifestation: His shadow ripples like inky black water before he emerges. His silhouette almost looks like a naga until he steps forward and his tail uncoils itself from around his body.
Shadow Form offensive and defensive abilities: He uses shadow-infused water magic. He can summon a defensive water shield around MC to absorb any magical or physical blows. His tail is strong enough to wrap around and crush the body of most weaker demons. If the threats are too strong or if he's particularly angry, he can summon Lotan whose immense power is enhanced with shadow magic. (He's never had to do this because he knows it should be used as a last resortβthe collateral damage would be catastrophic.)
SATAN
Shadow-walking is one of the easiest ways for him to calm down.
When they shadow-walk together, they talk about school or books or movies or their other shared interestsβit's like walking for a casual stroll together, but with extra steps.
Shadow Form manifestation: He crawls out of the shadow, and his sharp claws leave visible marks on the ground. The wispy shape of his feathered boa and his tail curling around his body makes him look bestial and menacing.
Shadow Form offensive and defensive abilities: His teeth and nails are longer and sharper. He attacks brutally with uncontained fury and his opponents are often left in bloody, mangled messes by the time he's ensured MC's safety. His shadow form is capable of distorted growling noises when angry or purring noises when content.
ASMODEUS
His motivations for shadow-walking are to spend quality time with MC but he's also extremely protective of them. He gets worried when he can't be there with MC directly.
He likes to shadow-walk with MC when he's having a spa night or when he's out shopping. He sends MC visual images of things he's doing or clothes he's trying on so he can get their feedback. He will purposefully block out any images of things he buys for MC so he can surprise them with gifts later.
Shadow Form manifestation: The first thing you notice before his shadow appears is a soft, condescending chuckle. It's distorted and deeper, like an old audio recording. A pair of shadowy hands curl over MC's shouldersβor around their waistβas he slowly wraps his arms around them from behind. He pulls MC against his chest and hooks his chin over their shoulder, eyes flaring and mouth widening in deadly amusement while he assesses the threat.
Shadow Form offensive and defensive abilities: His wings are stronger and capable of flight easier in this form. He uses shadow-infused charm magic that tortures his enemies with pain and batters away at their mental defenses. Sometimes he prefers a personal touch and conjures a pair of poison-tipped daggers to eviscerate anything that dares to harm his MC.
BEELZEBUB
He feels bad that fights literally break out over access to MC's shadow so he tries not to be greedy for MC's sake. Belphie will usually give up some of his "shadow time" so Beel can have that time with MC too without feeling guilty about it.
He likes shadow-walking with MC when they're out shopping or doing other errands. He can boost MC's strength so that it's easier for them to carry things that might ordinarily be too heavy on their own.
Shadow Form manifestation: His shadow form is a blur that launches itself from the ground into the sky. His wings flutter rapidly against his back while he assesses the threat. When he goes in for the attack, he's like a comet plummeting to the ground.
Shadow Form offensive and defensive abilities: His wings are constantly buzzing and he can use shadow-infused wind magic to attack enemies or create protective barriers around MC. If he enters a rampage, he prefers to attack with his bare hands and teethβhis and Satan's shadow forms are the most gruesome to witness. (Satan doesn't usually eat his victims, though.)
BELPHEGOR
He would camp in MC's shadow forever if he could. Even when he's sleeping, his subconscious is still capable of communicating with MC but he uses raw emotion and abstract images rather than telepathic speech in that situation.
Shadow Form manifestation: His shadow grabs onto MC's clothes while he climbs up their body and pulls himself off the ground. He nuzzles into MC's neck or shoulder while he yawns and flicks his tail in annoyance.
Shadow Form offensive and defensive abilities: He can attack threats personally if he needs to, but usually he's too lazy. He drapes himself over MC's shoulder and wraps his tail around them protectively while he summons the Dark Specter of Despair and lets that do the work for him.
DIAVOLO
He's inspired by the bonds MC shares with the demon brothers but he's also regretful that he doesn't have a pact with them too.
He's able to expel the demon brother in MC's shadow with his own power, but usually they know better than to try and intrude on MC's visits with Diavolo out of respect.
BARBATOS
He can shadow-walk with Solomon but rarely chooses to do so. However, he shadow-walks with Solomon if he knows the sorcerer and MC are together. (Sometimes he and Asmo fight over Solomon's shadow if another demon brother is in MC's.)
Shadow Form offensive and defensive abilities: he mostly ignores Solomon and lets the wizard take care of himself; he focuses on protecting MC instead. He can use time-altering shadow magic to freeze or slow enemies. He can also teleport MC directly to his physical body's location out of harm's way.
MEPHISTOPHELES
He doesn't have a pact with MC and he swears he will never have a pact with MC (and will never ever want one, ever). However, he still feels prickly when he senses MC is shadow-walking with one of the demon brothers. He doesn't insult MC as much, but he does insult Lucifer loudly and with even more colourful language than usual. Most of Lucifer's brothers think this is hilarious.
SOLOMON
Most of the corporeal shadow demons are surprisingly hostile towards Solomon for no apparent reason. He finds it odd that they always appear whenever he's trying to cook something for MC. The shadow forms that are more tolerable of him are Asmo, Barbatos, and to a lesser degree, Satan.
Solomon doesn't get many opportunities to shadow-walk with his pact demons so he finds it fascinating to watch, but none of them will tolerate his experiments. He's also jealous that he doesn't get to spend much time alone with MC because one of the demons is usually lurking within MC's shadow.