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𝙒𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙣 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙨.

Fandom: Obey Me!

Pairing: Belphegor x GN!Reader

Summary: Belphie takes you to see the stars. But it dawns on him, perhaps you don’t want to stay in this moment as much as he does.

Word count: Around 700. (very short…if you want more, just request!)

Author’s note: Hello~ One night I was just like…hmm yes. This sentence is cool, I’ll write it down. Then it turned into a paragraph…a month later I now have this short fic. (I couldn’t decide from what I had written whether it should be Albedo from Genshin or Belphie but I chose the latter because wowowowow yes)

AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/51333793

TW/Warnings: None that I can think of. Upsetting dialouge?

Enjoy~

Prologue

To live to dream, to dream to hope.

Love me before i fall.

And before i lose it all.

A starless sky but what lies beyond is the night.

What is love if not just a feeling,

if i were to lose control, would you sustain me, or fear me? 

Why is it that I always come back to you and never see myself?

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Belphegor’s POV

Part 1: The stars are beautiful, as are you. Why?

As we gaze out into the night sky, I see your face in the stars. 

Each constellation links to form your eyes, your nose, your lips…

I can’t escape you. Mother nature chose right. 

We lie on our backs, the earth we lie on cold and bitter from the winter, but it doesn’t compare to the warmth of your hand in mine. 

I can hear your breaths against my own; I see them too, forming in clouds, much like what children used to think were the breaths of dragons at a time of such imagination.

I’d never had such thoughts as a child. 

“You know, when I was a child, and I'm sure lots of people did this too, but I used to pretend I was a dragon…”

You did. 

Looking at me, I see your own stars in your eyes as you reminisce.

“That’s adorable…”

“Did you not do anything like that?”

“Not really.”

“I see…”

I breathe with intent this time, watching as it swirls above me. 

You seem to watch me too.

“What was your childhood like?” 

“…I can’t really remember, it’s been a long time… But I do remember the first time when Beel …Lilith…and I went to the human world. We were…awestruck.”

“Was the human world really that good?”

“The best, in our eyes at least. Well, it was.”

“…Sorry. Maybe we should change the subject.”

“…thank you.”

I remember why we are lying on the ground in the cold now…the shooting stars. 

They are yet to arrive.

I want to make a wish on the shooting stars.

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Part 2: I feel your heartbeat against my chest. Why?

“I’m starting to get cold.”

I forgot that humans are sensitive to temperature.

“Come closer then.”

“Really?”

“Why not? You said you’re cold.”

It doesn’t take much more convincing for them to snuggle up close to me.

Even though I don’t feel much, I still prefer warmth. And being with them like this…not only do I feel satisfied, but I also feel sentimental.

And sleepy. But I can’t sleep. I want to see the stars.

I want to see the stars with Y/N.

Oh. There’s one.

“It’s so beautiful!”

You’re more beautiful…

Another.

I wish for…

I wish for Lucifer to stop putting so much pressure on himself.

I wish for Mammon to learn from his gambling problem.

I wish for Leviathan to stop staying up late and to sleep better.

I wish for Satan to learn to control his anger, for his own benefit.

I wish for Asmo to take care of himself at parties.

I wish for Beel to also take care of himself.

I wish to stay with MC forever.

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Part 3: I can feel my heart breaking. Why?

“Do you miss the human world?”

It slips out.

The stars have stopped, but my mind is still racing, much like the way they were shooting across the sky.

“…yes.”

“Do you…ever want to go back?”

Their response takes longer this time. It hurts.

I know what's coming before they even open their mouth.

“…yes.”

“Do you…want to leave…soon?”

“…yeah.”

“Do you…have to?”

“No. But…I…”

I don’t need an explanation. It’s not my choice.

“Okay.”

“I…”

“It’s okay.”

They start to cry and inside, I am too. The younger me inside is crying because of loss. And the older me is crying too.

“Will you…come back?”

“Yes.”

They hug me tighter.

It hurts.

“Will you miss me?”

“So much.”

“Prove it.”

They kiss me and I don’t care anymore.

I don’t care if they leave tomorrow. I don’t care, I don’t care. As long as I have them in this moment. In this memory. Then I'll be okay. Right? 

Maybe it was stupid of me to wish on a shooting star…

“I wish to stay with you forever.”

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End note: And that’s the end! Thank you for reading - I hope you enjoyed it. Have a great day/night, and I hope your wishes come true <3

hi there im feelin a bit blue, i wonder if u can do some belphie comfort writing? like when uve just had a terrible day feelin like everything downed on u and u came to him for console :,) hes my favorite character so if u do it tyvm! if u dont thats perfectly ok too!

Hey Anon! Tysm for this request - it means a lot to me! I’m sorry to hear you haven’t been feeling good but I hope you’re doing alright <3

Enjoy the fic! (ﾉ´ヮ`)ﾉ*: ･ﾟ

𝘾𝙤𝙢𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙩.

Fandom: Obey Me!

Pairing: Belphegor x GN!Reader

Type: Fluff, comfort

Word count: Around 1k. (rounded up)

Summary: After a long, difficult day you seek out Belphie for comfort, hoping that you’ll find what was missing from your day, in the warmth of his arms.

AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/51474559

TW: Nothing I can think of.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁ᶻ 𝗓

Prologue:

Please love me. Please tell me you love me. Please tell me you love me and brush my tears away. 

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Part 1: The dark stormy clouds bring satisfied fields of flowers. 

Fortune is something you believe in. And from the moment you woke up, you knew you weren’t on cruel luck's side. 

Even your morning’s dream was a nightmare. Even the little comfort you found in the day’s rainy skies, your favourite type of weather, cannot overcome the underlying feeling of needing something more. 

Needing to let out anger, at the strangers that pushed against you, let out sadness at the loss of the day that could have been productive.

You need something.

Today was awful. Today was a day you wish hadn’t happened. 

But a part of you knows that seeking comfort in Belphegor afterwards is what would make it so…worth it. 

You hate feeling as though you’re taking advantage, and that you shouldn’t want to have such a terrible day just to be able to come to Belphie for help, but his warmth is irresistible, like a blanket in bitter cold. 

This wasn’t the first time you found yourself outside his room, staring blankly at his doorknob, a debate with two sides of your brain, the ‘considerate’ and the ‘selfish’.

Should I knock? Should I leave? 

If he denies your presence, you’ll be left empty, unloved, another reason for wanting the horrible day to end and for the earth to cave in under your feet. 

However, he could also be the one to stop everything; your memories of the people that pushed past you, the lack of effort you put into your work, the torment you endured from family, acquaintances, friends. Everything. Everything that happened.

The doorknob clicks open.

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Part 2: Security Blanket

As you reach for the door, it opens from the other side.

“Y/N? What are you doing here?”

Your swollen-eyed gaze meets Belphegors and it only takes him a moment to realise what’s happening.

“Another one of those days, huh?”

You can’t respond.

Everything…

“Alright. Come in.”

Everything…

Belphie wraps around you by the waist almost instantaneously, cold hands curling warmly around your stomach; his warmed breath paces against the line of your neck, tickling you gently. 

He runs circles on your back whilst leading you towards his bed. 

“I was just feeling sleepy. I’m glad to have a new pillow.”

Still holding your hand, he gets under his duvet, ushering you in with soft breaths. 

Everything…

You’re pulled into the comfort of his blanket, and he repositions his arms to be around your torso again, burrowing his head into the crook of your neck. 

“Mm.”

Everything…

“Are you gonna tell me what happened?” he asks, in nothing more than a whisper.

“It’s just…not a good day today.”

“Alright…do you want to stay here with me? Like this?”

“…yes.”

Everything.

Time stops. Memories stop. 

It’s only you and him. 

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Part 3: As gentle as mournful melodies tribute to joy. 

He begins to hum, the vibrations running down your aching body. 

The song is not one you know, but it provides a sense of familiarity. It’s similar to the feeling of completing something small, like a puzzle, or something big, like your day. 

As he runs his hands through your hair, you find your mind to be indulged in nothing but the sensation. The feeling of his fingers winding their way through each strand, the pause when he goes to start from your scalp again.

You feel pampered.

Everything.

Through newfound drowsy thoughts, you begin to speak.

“Everything today was just so…”

Before you can find the word to complete it, he speaks.

“Difficult? …mm…”

“Like the world was…”

“…Against you?”

“No. More like…crashing in on me. But yeah, that too.”

“Okay. It’s okay. That’s life…”

“Life sucks then.”

“Yeah…it really does.”

Everything.

“…what can make it better?”

“I don’t know.”

“…is there anything I can do?”

“I don’t know.”

“Alright. Do you want to sleep? …Or talk?”

 “I don’t…”

“Know?” His laughs are muffled against your body and your heart just melts - you’re so lucky to have him.

It’s unusual how you aren’t anything more than friends, but you are together as though more. His tenderness as he holds you seems more than just what you are labelled. 

“Hey, Belphie?”

“Hmm?”

“Don’t you think its weird to be like…this? You know…”

“Huh? Oh. No? You were upset. And you looked exhausted. I don’t see a problem with this.”

“Don’t you think this is something for couples?”

“No. But…”

“But?”

“It’s nothing, go to sleep. You’re tired.”

Nothing more is needed to be said, and nothing more is to be done, aside from you just staying in his arms as you dream.

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Part 4: Dreams.

I dream of idle moments in your arms. The weight of your body against mine. The sink of my heart before the flutter. The stars in the sky as you watch with glistening eyes.

I think of how stupid this is, how stupid this all is. How ridiculous it is to think such romanticised thoughts.

Then I think of you.

Everything stops and all there is is my heartbeat against yours. 

Nothing less, nothing more.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁ᶻ 𝗓

End Author’s Note: I hope you enjoyed it! To whoever is reading this: please be kind to yourself and have a great day/night! :)

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Cyno (Genshin Impact)/Reader, Cyno (Genshin Impact) & Reader Characters: Cyno (Genshin Impact) Additional Tags: insecure reader, Laughter, Bad Jokes, Jokes, Protective Cyno (Genshin Impact), Cyno's jokes, Out of Character, Romance, Sunsets, Comedy, Romantic Comedy, Awkward Romance, Funny, Humor, Fluff and Humor, Attempt at Humor, Romantic Fluff, Workplace Relationship, Work, POV First Person, Fluff, Fluff without Plot, One Shot, Short, Short One Shot, Short & Sweet, Random & Short Summary:

“He stares deeply into your soul, hypnotising you with his affection (and his bad jokes).”

Cyno tells you a joke but you are very insecure about your laugh. You have a big fat crush on him and unsure on how he would react to your unattractive laugh, you attempt to shut yourself up, but this takes a turn for the better.

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Hey fanfic readers of Tumblr, I thought I’d post this because it was pretty popular on my AO3 (and shamelessly because the Genshin Impact tag is trending right now…LMAO)…I haven’t formatted it on here cause i’m planning on re-writting it as i’m not to proud of it…anyway, enjoy! (´ ∀ ` *)

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Hey im that anon who requested the belphie comfort fic! I really love it 🥺 tysm for the work and ur words. Whenever i feel down again ill re visit that fic 💞

Hi anon! It makes me so happy that you enjoyed it and i’m glad you found it comforting - I enjoyed writing it so tysm for the request !! (o^▽^o)

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