Crowley is convinced that a fairy is living in his beautifully tended garden, and in spite of his very best efforts he has yet to actually see one. He has been leaving a bowl of cream out in the garden each night as a little extra temptation - but so far, only the neighbourhood fox seems to be enjoying it. On the advice of a friend, Crowley decides to switch up his tactics.
As it turns out, the fairy living in his magnolia tree just has much more exacting standards than your average brownie or gnome. This is made abundantly clear the next morning when Crowley comes downstairs to find his carefully wrapped bakery box now open on the windowsill, the ribbon it was secured with now fluttering in the early breeze. And inside, nestled amongst the finest profiteroles in the South Downs, he finds a round, pink-cheeked fairy, delicately licking cream off his tiny fingertips.
I was so charmed by the idea of a plump, spoiled little 'Azirafae' enjoying fancy human desserts that I couldn't help myself! 🩷 Entirely self indulgent! Will this be a fic one day? Who knows!
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When most demons are asked about Solomon the sorcerer, most will have a remark about how he doesn't feel like he should be a human, but rather a demon instead.
If Solomon is told about this, he merely laughs, and says, "Do I, now?"
However, behind his cunning smile, lies a smidge of uncertainty on whether he truly is a human. At what point does he cross the line of human and demon? Or something else truly inhuman entirely?
He's conflicted. It's an idiotic thing to be worried about. He's human. He's always on the side of mankind, and always acts in the interest of humanity.
Though, at times, in the lonely permanence of the Devildom's night, Solomon wonders if he truly deserves to be called a human. He forgets whoー or what he is, being around so many demons in his time at RAD.
When you arrive at RAD, being a puny, weak, helpless thing compared to the other exchange students, his curiosity is piqued. Why send a normal person here, where they're bound to be mauled to death by a bunch of demons?
However, his expectations were exceeded when he learns of your pact with Mammon, the second born of the seven. He's not all too impressed, seeing how easy it would be for anyone to trick Mammon into forming a pact, but he's surprised nonetheless. He recalls having to wait a few years before he made his first pact. How nostalgic, he thinks.
As the year passed, and as you formed more & more bonds with everyone else, he was intrigued further & further. To have a pact with Lucifer, of all people? The one demon he's been trying to form one with? He laughs to himself, but he sees why, now. You've gotten through Lucifer's walls as well, hm?
When Solomon starts interacting with you, you're a bit scared. They call him a demon, but he looks safe enough. They say he's the strongest sorcerer in all three realms, but he doesn't look all that strong... you think.
You come to grow fond of the feeling of home he gives you. Though most wouldn't consider him one, he reminds you of your humanity.
He feels all too familiarー like home.
To Solomon, with each day he spends with you, a budding seed of love grows inside his chest, bit by bit. It's unnoticeable to him, at first, but comes to realize he's fallen when he dreaded you coming back to the House of Lamentation after a day together.
He notices it when you make him feel something he hasn't felt in decadesー maybe even centuries. He feels something human. He thought he'd shoo'ed away cupid a long time ago, but, it seems that he's been struck by his arrow again.
With this realization came something that, as the strongest sorcerer in the three realms, never thought he'd feel once more.
He felt fear.
Fear that you will be his weakness, and that you'll be put in harm's way, that every enemy he's made will come for you, to exact their revenge on him.
But most of all, fear that he'd outlive you, and he'll be left to mourn at your grave. He's a little too well acquainted with death, having seen all of his loved ones pass away, either of old age, or by something else entirely.
Solomon isn't sure whether he could take seeing you on your deathbed, though.
When he's with you, he rediscovers too many emotions he hasn't felt in years. Love, jealousy, fear... it reminds him that he's still human.
With you, he rediscovers his humanity.
He feelsー no, he is human with you.
And to you, he is a warm reminder of home.
One that you've been longing for, all this time.
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