@lesson-anon hey I hope you’re doing okay! You didn’t ask for the last two lessons but since this was more or less started for you…
That stupid show still has me in a chokehold and then om! has to roll out the fucking pirate event in the same fucking week what the actual fuck im trying so hard to be normal about this (again sorry @ anyone following my main blog) I also spent a fuck load of dv to get mammon’s new UR and still nothing im this closeto losing my shit
I’m gonna start answering asks after this & open my ask box again
As Usual;
• Links (to screenshots and theories) are in bold!
• Dialogue is HEAVILY paraphrased & the events are HEAVILY summarised/edited so this is in no way a substitute to playing the actual lesson
• Each paragraph represents one chapter of the lesson, I write each paragraph immediately after playing the chapter and so in one paragraph I might theorise what’s gonna happen in the next chapter/paragraph
• Solely gonna focus on “Mammon’s Route”
• language and (somewhat vague) situations
LESSON 72
MC goes to ask Mephisto to help get the opinions of the RAD students about the exchange program but he’s being a racist little bitch about it (Mammon calls him out , Mammon vs Mephisto 1 , Mammon vs Mephisto 2) & MC pulls out the “oh man that’s too bad that you can’t help me, Diavolo was really counting on it. He really sang your praises. That’s too bad. Maybe I can ask Lucifer, I’m sure Diavolo won’t mind. He might even like it bett-” Mephisto agrees to help. In the council room everyone is working. Lucifer who is working on their ledgers with Barbatos leaves to go fix their copier after Beel broke it and Barbatos asks MC if they want to help him with the accounting. MC, who is canonically bad at maths, agrees. Barbatos is impressed by their positive attitude but Mammon ends up correcting their mistakes. When Mammon complains about not being allowed to work in the math side of the council work Lucifer says it has nothing to do with his ability and everything to do with his trustworthiness around money. Belphie tells MC that their 2nd trial feels a little too easy
MC meets with Simeon at a restaurant and the two of them see Luke talking to a demon outside. They share classes together and both like sweets, they had stopped Luke to tell him about a new menu at another restaurant. Simeon says people seem to really love Luke which makes him blush. MC tells him about their report and asks for his opinion on everything and Luke has just grown up so much and I’m so proud of him! Simeon suggests that MC interviews Thirteen as well and Luke gives them some of his home made sweets. At RAD they come across Solomon and ask if he could get in touch with Thirteen for them.
MC & Solomon meet Thirteen and get instantly attacked by her, only for them to leap out of the way. Solomon, bless his heart, defends MC against something Thirteen said except unmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. MC bribes Thirteen with Luke’s sweets to get her to help them. Solomon, just now realising that Thirteen has a sweet tooth, offers to make some sweets for Thirteen which leads to them talking about the first time Solomon brought Thirteen food. Thirteen says she has no opinion either way about peace or the exchange program but for now as long as she’s not bored she won’t cause any trouble.
Thirteen asks Solomon what his thoughts are but they’re cut off by the bell, Solomon asks to take MC on a little date after school and they go to buy potion ingredients with him. He later takes them to The Phantom Spring, a place he’s wanted to take them to for a while but they haven’t gotten to spend time alone since the human world and he says they should use this as a breather from the trials. They thank him for caring. They ask what else they’d get for being his student and he offers to massage the tension from their shoulders.
Solomon says as long as the human world isn’t put in danger he doesn’t mind Diavolo’s plans/exchange program and that he’s actually enjoying being a student at RAD. He then gets serious and asks MC how much they know about what’s going on with Simeon and they say Simeon hadn’t been ready to talk about it with them. Solomon however says that the more people Simeon feels comfortable talking with as things get bad the better it’d be. Back at the HoL Lucifer asks how the report is going and tells them Mephisto was looking for them , (Mephisto vs the brothers?).
Mephisto is upset that MC didn’t go find him immediately after they found out he was searching for them and instead came the next day. He’d finished collecting all the data from the RAD students but all the pages + the final draft of the newspaper had turned blank. Later in class when they tell this to Luke he says that it’s one of the 666 mysteries of RAD. Mammon says that happened to him once but no one believed him & Belphie suggests MC take the half finished report to Diavolo for now. MC goes to see Diavolo, who is happy for the distraction from paper work, he notices the report in their hand and asks to see it only to find out all the pages had turned blank. It’s at this point that I’d have gone on a homicidal rampage
Mephisto catches MC before they break their neck after crashing into him on the stairs. The documents that vanish are only ones that can be deemed important and the two of them decide to team up to solve the mystery. Diavolo overhears and offers to help but is dragged back to his office by Barbatos (rip). The two go to the library where they find Satan and fill him in on what’s happened. Mephisto asks Satan where the especially rare books are and Satan says they’re kept in the restricted section
Anyone other than student council members who need access to the restricted section need permission from Diavolo. But Satan says fuck the rules and breaks them in, MC follows their tingly magic senses towards the section on cats and you know what…why are the books on cats in the restricted section?????????????? The pages in some of the cat books are blank and Satan obviously freaks out and changes into his demon form. Mephisto spots a lesser demon and stops Satan from trying to kill it. MC uses their magic to trap it. Satan & MC take them back to the council and according to the Reference Guide on Lesser Demons this particular type likes playing pranks on others, specifically hiding peoples’ important information (*someone sent an ask about lesser demons some time back, I’ll answer it as soon as possible). Diavolo reveals that MC’s real second trial was to solve this particular mystery as it was bothering all of them (and MC really is unpaid labour at this point right?) And doesn’t this mean MC’s officially part of the council now? Since there were only 2 challenges and 1 preliminary challenge? All of which they completed?
In the locked lesson, in the council room, Diavolo has read MC’s 2nd ed. report that Mephisto had calculated the stats of the results (because once again MC is canonically bad as maths). Diavolo is being an optimist about the results while Lucifer’s being a pessimist.
The hard lesson shows the time Solomon first brought food to Thirteen. She still had it out for him to an extent and he had to face a trap that took the form of angel Lucifer which Solomon saw through as Lucifer had just (somewhat recently?) fallen. The two argue for a bit (well Thirteen argues) and Solomon hands over a home cooked meal to her :)
In the chats:
Thirteen messages MC for the first time because she sees them as being not as bad as they could be and MC asks to meet with them for the interview
Barbatos was to punish Satan, Mephisto & MC for breaking in to the restricted section but Diavolo & Lucifer brush him off
@lesson-anon hey I hope you’re doing okay! You didn’t ask for the last two lessons but since this was more or less started for you…
That stupid show still has me in a chokehold and then om! has to roll out the fucking pirate event in the same fucking week what the actual fuck im trying so hard to be normal about this (again sorry @ anyone following my main blog) I also spent a fuck load of dv to get mammon’s new UR and still nothing im this closeto losing my shit
I’m gonna start answering asks after this & open my ask box again
As Usual;
• Links (to screenshots and theories) are in bold!
• Dialogue is HEAVILY paraphrased & the events are HEAVILY summarised/edited so this is in no way a substitute to playing the actual lesson
• Each paragraph represents one chapter of the lesson, I write each paragraph immediately after playing the chapter and so in one paragraph I might theorise what’s gonna happen in the next chapter/paragraph
• Solely gonna focus on “Mammon’s Route”
• language and (somewhat vague) situations
LESSON 72
MC goes to ask Mephisto to help get the opinions of the RAD students about the exchange program but he’s being a racist little bitch about it (Mammon calls him out , Mammon vs Mephisto 1 , Mammon vs Mephisto 2) & MC pulls out the “oh man that’s too bad that you can’t help me, Diavolo was really counting on it. He really sang your praises. That’s too bad. Maybe I can ask Lucifer, I’m sure Diavolo won’t mind. He might even like it bett-” Mephisto agrees to help. In the council room everyone is working. Lucifer who is working on their ledgers with Barbatos leaves to go fix their copier after Beel broke it and Barbatos asks MC if they want to help him with the accounting. MC, who is canonically bad at maths, agrees. Barbatos is impressed by their positive attitude but Mammon ends up correcting their mistakes. When Mammon complains about not being allowed to work in the math side of the council work Lucifer says it has nothing to do with his ability and everything to do with his trustworthiness around money. Belphie tells MC that their 2nd trial feels a little too easy
MC meets with Simeon at a restaurant and the two of them see Luke talking to a demon outside. They share classes together and both like sweets, they had stopped Luke to tell him about a new menu at another restaurant. Simeon says people seem to really love Luke which makes him blush. MC tells him about their report and asks for his opinion on everything and Luke has just grown up so much and I’m so proud of him! Simeon suggests that MC interviews Thirteen as well and Luke gives them some of his home made sweets. At RAD they come across Solomon and ask if he could get in touch with Thirteen for them.
MC & Solomon meet Thirteen and get instantly attacked by her, only for them to leap out of the way. Solomon, bless his heart, defends MC against something Thirteen said except unmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. MC bribes Thirteen with Luke’s sweets to get her to help them. Solomon, just now realising that Thirteen has a sweet tooth, offers to make some sweets for Thirteen which leads to them talking about the first time Solomon brought Thirteen food. Thirteen says she has no opinion either way about peace or the exchange program but for now as long as she’s not bored she won’t cause any trouble.
Thirteen asks Solomon what his thoughts are but they’re cut off by the bell, Solomon asks to take MC on a little date after school and they go to buy potion ingredients with him. He later takes them to The Phantom Spring, a place he’s wanted to take them to for a while but they haven’t gotten to spend time alone since the human world and he says they should use this as a breather from the trials. They thank him for caring. They ask what else they’d get for being his student and he offers to massage the tension from their shoulders.
Solomon says as long as the human world isn’t put in danger he doesn’t mind Diavolo’s plans/exchange program and that he’s actually enjoying being a student at RAD. He then gets serious and asks MC how much they know about what’s going on with Simeon and they say Simeon hadn’t been ready to talk about it with them. Solomon however says that the more people Simeon feels comfortable talking with as things get bad the better it’d be. Back at the HoL Lucifer asks how the report is going and tells them Mephisto was looking for them , (Mephisto vs the brothers?).
Mephisto is upset that MC didn’t go find him immediately after they found out he was searching for them and instead came the next day. He’d finished collecting all the data from the RAD students but all the pages + the final draft of the newspaper had turned blank. Later in class when they tell this to Luke he says that it’s one of the 666 mysteries of RAD. Mammon says that happened to him once but no one believed him & Belphie suggests MC take the half finished report to Diavolo for now. MC goes to see Diavolo, who is happy for the distraction from paper work, he notices the report in their hand and asks to see it only to find out all the pages had turned blank. It’s at this point that I’d have gone on a homicidal rampage
Mephisto catches MC before they break their neck after crashing into him on the stairs. The documents that vanish are only ones that can be deemed important and the two of them decide to team up to solve the mystery. Diavolo overhears and offers to help but is dragged back to his office by Barbatos (rip). The two go to the library where they find Satan and fill him in on what’s happened. Mephisto asks Satan where the especially rare books are and Satan says they’re kept in the restricted section
Anyone other than student council members who need access to the restricted section need permission from Diavolo. But Satan says fuck the rules and breaks them in, MC follows their tingly magic senses towards the section on cats and you know what…why are the books on cats in the restricted section?????????????? The pages in some of the cat books are blank and Satan obviously freaks out and changes into his demon form. Mephisto spots a lesser demon and stops Satan from trying to kill it. MC uses their magic to trap it. Satan & MC take them back to the council and according to the Reference Guide on Lesser Demons this particular type likes playing pranks on others, specifically hiding peoples’ important information (*someone sent an ask about lesser demons some time back, I’ll answer it as soon as possible). Diavolo reveals that MC’s real second trial was to solve this particular mystery as it was bothering all of them (and MC really is unpaid labour at this point right?) And doesn’t this mean MC’s officially part of the council now? Since there were only 2 challenges and 1 preliminary challenge? All of which they completed?
In the locked lesson, in the council room, Diavolo has read MC’s 2nd ed. report that Mephisto had calculated the stats of the results (because once again MC is canonically bad as maths). Diavolo is being an optimist about the results while Lucifer’s being a pessimist.
The hard lesson shows the time Solomon first brought food to Thirteen. She still had it out for him to an extent and he had to face a trap that took the form of angel Lucifer which Solomon saw through as Lucifer had just (somewhat recently?) fallen. The two argue for a bit (well Thirteen argues) and Solomon hands over a home cooked meal to her :)
In the chats:
Thirteen messages MC for the first time because she sees them as being not as bad as they could be and MC asks to meet with them for the interview
Barbatos was to punish Satan, Mephisto & MC for breaking in to the restricted section but Diavolo & Lucifer brush him off
A/N: You guys have only been giving me fluff (which is great) but I’m at my limit so now you all can have some pain, love you ★
You are my sunshine,
He was laughing. The way Luke angrily shied away from Simeon’s teasing once again was endearing, Solomon couldn’t help but give a soft laugh now and again. He enjoyed spending time with them, but something else nagged at the back of his mind every time. Glancing to his side, he couldn’t help but physically feel how empty the space had been; noticing movement in the doorway, he looked up only to be blinded by the smile that was gracious enough to shine its light onto him.
“Ah, good morning, MC.”
“Good morning!”
They slid in the seat beside him, instantly warming up against him. He listened intently as they spoke of their morning shenanigans, excitedly gesturing and painting pictures of the scene with their voice, but once they spoke of the demon brothers, his attention started to waver as all his focus moved to the curve of their lips instead.
The bell rang, signaling for class to start, so they gave him a large, apologetic grin and turned their focus to the front when he nodded in understanding. He faced forward as well, but couldn’t stop his eyes from glancing sideways every so often to simply bask in the fact he gets to live and breathe in the same space as them. They were… warm.
My only sunshine.
Solomon had troubles focusing on much of anything lately, if it didn’t involve MC. His mind liked to constantly travel to thoughts of them, replaying interactions in his memory that especially made him happy—ones that made him feel butterflies, or as though he were… human.
Of course, he was human. He knew that; it was even more obvious when surrounded by demons down in Devildom. As a powerful warlock, however, it was easy to lose oneself in the mess of power, and even more so when the power’s great. Solomon kept his composure fairly well, but underneath the soft smile he shot the world and the ‘shady’ appearance he gave everyone, he felt like he was drowning.
Deeper and deeper into the darkness, Solomon wasn’t sure how he even managed to remain breathing. Nothing ever seemed to help, and no one ever seemed to try and save him. Swallowed whole, falling deeper into the abyss, Solomon figured he’d never be able to swim his way out, and started to accept his fate, until the day he ran into them for the first time. Like the sun, their light hit the water and splintered around him, shining bright as the water around him light up like fractals; the light hurt his eyes. Without realizing, his arm moved on its own to reach towards the light; stretching, straining his shoulder just for a chance at reaching it. Slowly, as time went on, he could feel how bad he wanted it—how bad he needed it—and silently begged for it to come save him.
Rumbling through the distorted waters vibration, he could barely make out words–’Nice to meet you,’ he heard. He struggled harder, kicking at the dark tangles that wrapped around his legs and begged him to stay and play. Right in front of him, the water started to grow thin, clear, and easily parted as the light grew stronger; his hand reached once again, feeling as a warm one gently grabbed a hold of him and pulled, guiding him through the waters as the world around him grew more and more bright until he started to go blind. He held his eyes shut tight for a while, feeling as the water on his skin started to dry because of the warmth they gave off. For once, he could hear clearly; slowly, he opened his eyes to bear witness to the sun god themselves as the smile on their lips moved to speak– ‘My name’s MC’.
You make me happy, when skies are grey.
With the darkness always nipping at his ankles, it was easy to wallow in the rain as the sky cried for him. Or was it because of him? He wouldn’t be surprised whichever way it may be, but he didn’t mind watching the clouds. Most of the time, they were comforting—like looking into a mirror as the darkness and grey reminded him of his own appearance—or maybe he simply tricked himself into thinking they were there for comfort? After a break in the clouds allowed him a single glance at clear blue sky and the warm of a ray of sun on his skin, he quickly realized that being pelted by rain was no way to live.
On his darkest days, he can always count on a genuine smile from MC. A text, a call, a distraction, even the slightest bit of a hug or form of affection is enough to melt away anything that dared to hang over the warlock. On days he feels the threads tangle around his throat, he seeks out MC before realizing that his feet are even moving.
Just basking in their very presence is harmony. It’d been far too long for him to remember the last time he felt true peace or ignorant bliss, but something about them made him feel like a child; free, playful, his youth bounding and laughter that causes a cold burn in his lungs. When he was with them, it felt like they were both children, innocent and sweet.
They’d run through the tall grass, arms out with hands brushing through the flowers, causing petals to sweep along with the wind. Their game of tag was full of smiles and laughs, the air was warm and sweet. They’d speak of such beautiful imaginations, what-if’s and rambles about anything that made them smile. It came so easy.
He’d visit them at the House of Lamentation, under the ruse of a study session or to watch and discuss a show with them—he knew he was only there to exist near them and found it hard to focus. If they sensed any sort of ill-feeling from him, they’d jump into what he called their ‘protective mode’; they’d make it known that they were open to listening to him, and coddle him as though they were trying to shield him from the world. It made him feel loved.
Their hands through his hair as he lay his head on their lap, the room perfectly warm, the silence comfortable. Solomon was always happy.
You’ll never know dear, how much I love you.
All his thoughts consisted of them. He felt like a small school boy with such a crush that weighed heavy on his heart. Everything they did was beautiful; every word spoken was golden, every movement soft and fluid like clouds—they sparkled like stars and comforted like the moon. His eyes, his heart, his skin and his soul could never get enough.
His eyes followed them wherever they went—he tried to keep them to himself, but he couldn’t. Subconsciously, he’d smile when they did, he’d bite their lips as they spoke—even if it wasn’t to him—he’d reach out and try to touch them however he could even if it was just a brush to the hand. He loved them. He loved them so much that he no longer knew what to do with himself.
The sun, logically and scientifically, causes hormones in the brain to release serotonin. Solomon knew this. Of course, his sun would make him feel so happy that he just might melt. Warm, happy, fuzzy both in his gut and in his mind—they made him feel good. They made him feel happy. They made him feel safe, as they’ve parted the clouds just for him and reached into the depths of the dark just to offer him their hand. They made him feel loved.
He could never express that. All the magic in the world couldn’t help him find the right words to convey any of it to them. Did he even deserve the chance to do so? He wanted to even if he didn’t, but it was clear from the get-go that it was never going to happen.
MC stood across the room, leaving him mid-conversation for one of the demon brothers who said it was urgent they speak to them. Solomon couldn’t hear their conversation, but body language said enough. The way they stood, leaned in close, eyes sparkling and smile even brighter, he’d seen enough to know. He didn’t need to see anymore.
He slipped by them without saying a word, heading to his room—to solitude. The dark hands shot out the moment he opened the room to the darkness that greeted him, not bothering to turn on a light. On his bed he sat, staring at what he assumed was the floor, but was too dark to see. He could feel it—the heavy weight of the hands that ran along his body now; they were dark, cold, full of anger and hatred as they wrapped around every inch of his body, wrapping tightly around his throat until he could no longer breathe.
Solomon slumped over, noticing there wasn’t so much as a light from under his door, or MC’s name on his phone. What else could he do? He held his face in his hands as his breathing became uneven.
His body involuntarily started to break into an ugly sob. He didn’t realize it was going to rain today; when did the clouds return? There was a pain in his chest that twisted like a knife had ripped through him. He coughed, sputtered, and thought there may as well have been his own blood on his hands. Solomon laid on his back and immediately the abyss sat on his chest, crushing his lungs and causing his sobs to falter; it hurt. That’s all he could think of—it hurt. He wanted to cry out for MC.
In the darkness, his eyes played tricks on him as though he could see the ghosts of the sun still in front of him. Reaching out, he was met with nothing.
Sorry, I don’t know how to draw Luke and MC together(Art Block) so I draw this instead. Sorry if this took so long to finish, please don’t hate me for this.
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I’ve got stress because of doing this hahaha. I can’t do Diavolo and Barbatos, since I don’t know what pose should I do next. Maybe I cancel on them, I’m sorry baby bois. ( ╥ω╥ )
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nsfw - ‘sin’ blurb mini series - gn!reader - (had a bit of brainrot with this one)
As the greatest sorcerer in the world, Solomon is obviously well versed in performing spells, incantations, and the likes— including making potions. However, apparently even he can get distracted and make little mistakes, if your flushed face had anything to show for it. It was supposed to be a jointly-made potion of truth for class, but Solomon mixed up the herbs and now…it was an aphrodisiac. You’d drank a sample to test it, which left you as a flustered, irritated, mess. This was 100% Solomon’s fault, and you both knew that. So you weren’t shy at all when you pushed him back and crawled into his lap. You didn’t care that you were still in the classroom. He got you into this mess and he was gonna get you out of it. Though you had to admit, seeing his pink tinged cheeks as he stared at you in shock was thrilling. The gasp he let out when you started to bounce on his clothed lap like you were riding his cock was delicious; you wanted more. So you asked for it— begged for it. His name fell from your lips like a mantra and you knew you had him right where you wanted him when his hands gripped at your hips. Solomon’s brows were furrowed as he moved you against him, eyes darting from your blissed out face to your lips, opened in the perfect little ‘o’. Faintly, he recognized that the two of you could very easily get caught : school wasn’t even over, it was only lunchtime. But the sweet whimpers you let out filled his head like fog— he couldn’t just leave you like this, could he? Not when it was his fault. So he bounces you harder on his lap, hips bucking up every so often just to hear you moan a little louder. He switches to rocking you against the bulge straining against his pants when you let out a familiar gasp- you’re about to cum. So Solomon goads you on, begging and demanding you cum for him and, fucking hell, it’s such a pretty sight when you do. A pretty sight that leaves him panting in your ear with a sticky mess in his boxers.
