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belphegor x gn reader
angst
“I don’t trust you anymore, Belphegor.” Weak and broken. Resigned. A voice too tired to pretend. A voice too small to be pretend.
You are so, so tired. Belphie can see it in your eyes (the bags underneath speak—no, scream volumes. Agony and anguish weigh down on your shoulders like the weight of Lilith’s limp body on his all those millennia ago. He wishes he could save you, but how can he dare when he was the one to have put you in this position?) and there is grief violently ripping and tearing into his heart hearing you so drained and defeated. The spark known as you has diminished and extinguished and Sloth knows he has no one to blame but himself.
“I’m sorry.” You add. An afterthought. A sick sense of amusement finds its way into him, presenting itself in the metallic tang on his tongue and the taste of bile in his throat. How ironic, that you are the one to apologize, after everything he has put you through.
How ironic, that after everything he put you through, his anger at you outweighs his shame.
“Are you serious? It’s been months since I…since that happened. I thought we moved past that, or are you still that hung up on the past?” He spits his words out with a nonchalant yet scathing venom, the shame in him burning but still not as hot as the angered entitlement he feels. He…did that, sure. But have his brothers not threatened and attempted the same? Yet because of his success he is punished. (He refuses to acknowledge the difference between failure and success in this case. He doesn’t think he can bear it if he does.) Did his immediate regret mean nothing to you? Has he not done enough? He wants the normalcy you have with the rest of his brothers. He wants what you had with him, before he was freed from the attic. The thought that he may never get that refuels his annoyance and suddenly any regret he feels over his confrontation is burnt to a crisp in the flames of distress.
“I never thought you would be that petty, Bug.” A term of endearment weaponized against you and you cannot understand why you ever thought you could learn to love him.
(The youngest has always gotten his way, you belatedly realize. He will never apologize, not when his sins have always been forgiven without a second thought. The sentiment is bitter in your throat.)
You are silent for a moment, unsure what to say, and for a moment Belphegor thinks you may finally understand. He thinks you might have started to see it his way.
But then you laugh. You laugh and it is jagged, and sharp, and vile. It is broken and crackly and filled with all the things you could never say to his face. Mockery and resentment cloud the room and the worst part is you can’t tell who it’s coming from. Sloth’s brattiness has always been his trademark, and yet you begin to realize it’s one of the many things you cannot stand about him.
“I’m sorry, is being upset over you killing me that unreasonable?” (He flinches, and a sick sense of satisfaction fills you.) You are raw and hurting and regret clouds the both of you. Him for his audacity and you for ever thinking of forgiving the man standing before you. “I apologize, my lord, but usually, for mere fucking humans like me, we only die once.” Your smile is sharp and predatory, and for once, Belphie feels like he is the prey.
“Being brought back to life doesn’t change the fact that I died because of you, Sloth. I still remember you killing me. I still remember seeing my dead body. (Your voice cracks and so does his heart.) Sort of a mindfuck if you can try and understand.” (He knows you doubt him and his empathy from your tone alone and that stings in a place he didn’t think he could be hurt in anymore.) You are hot and flaming and burning to a crisp and like a moth to a flame, Sloth keeps flying to his doom.
“You aren’t a regular human though, are you? After all, you came back. It’s annoying to see you so quick to blame me when my brothers have basically done the same.” His voice is calm, but his head is anything but. Voices in his mind scream for him to go further; to bite and tear until there is nothing left of you, yet his heart and soul plead and beg for him to get on his knees and pray for forgiveness. But when has anything good been done when he listened to himself? The last time he did (“let her love, Belphegor.”) he made the biggest mistake of his life. (The arrow pierces from her chest out through her wings and he realizes with horror that he was the one chosen to be saved instead. He was the one who had caused Lilith to bleed gold until ichor turned to inky tar and Lucifer had given up his freedom to give her another life away from them all.) And Belphie realizes he is scared because he can’t lose another one. He can’t lose another member of his family. He can’t lose you.
But Belphegor’s always been one to speak first and think later and his words cut deep when he says, “Then again, if it weren’t for Lilith, you wouldn’t even be here, would you? So do you really belong here, or are you just a placeholder for someone you can’t even begin to replace?”
There is silence, and then there is a stare, and Belphie feels like he’s losing Lilith all over again with the way life leaves your eyes.
“I think you should go, Belphie.” Your voice is dull and empty and Belphie wishes that he never spoke. He wishes you were still looking at him with hatred and resentment because he feels like he’s killed you again and his breath is picking up and oh, Father, what did he do?
“Bug, I-“
“Leave, Belphegor.” You stare at the wall behind him as your pact activates. When he shuts the door behind him you slowly stumble over to your bed and sit down.
Sloth always knew how to break you in the worst of ways, and from opposite sides of a wall, you both break down from the knowledge of it.
long time no write 🥴
yeah so i lied i didn’t do any of the Drabble requests because i am but a lowly court jester too stupid to retain the ideas of others. i write simply on whims and hope that people do not hate the words I put down as much as I do.
comments and feedback are appreciated i hope ygs know anytime you wrote any sort of ‘review’ I screenshot it and put it in my special album
belphie: im not helping you with the dishes do it urself
MC:
MC: hey belph do you remember-
belphie: dont-
MC: remember the time you killed me after i freed you from ur attic prison and then u laughed over my corpse?. bc i do.
belphie:
belphie: okay jfc ill help you with the fucking dishes
hey what the fuck
belphie doesnt smoke weed unless someone else does the prep. he doesn’t know how to roll a blunt. bongs are foreign for him. he just uses carts like a fucking LOSER.
Hi! Can you write the demon brothers with little sister reader? The reader is the 8th of the family. It must be so cute since all the brothers will care so much for their only little sister.
Our little Angel in Hell
This is so cute wtf 😭 Sorry for being so late anon Ive been busy with stuff and only got the motivation do write it now! Hope you enjoy ❤️ Synopsis: HC of the 7 demon brothers with their only sister after Lilith (who's younger than them all) Pairing: PLATONIC OLDER BROTHER! Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Asmodeus, Satan, Beelzebub and Belphegor & lil sister! reader Note: Nicknames (Dove : lucy | Goldie: Mammon | Shellfish: Levi | Angel: Asmo | Rose: Satan | Hamster: Beel | Moonshine : Belphie ) CW: I PUT A LIL CAMEO OF MY OBEY ME OC "Kojika" (Asmodeus' part only) IN HERE FOR FUNSIES BUT SHE DOES NOT HAVE ANY EFFECT TO THE STORY AT ALL 🤠 Platonic siblinghood, fluff, hc, not proofread, nothing else!! 𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘
Your brothers love you DEARLY. At this rate, "Love" is already an understatement. They would do anything for you and spoil you rotten. You want plushies? Food? Books? Make up? A sacrifical human for a ritual (/j) they'd to it all for YOU.
After losing Lilith, not only did you take it hard but they did as well. Not wanting to lose their only remaining sister, they've become more over protective.
LUCIFER
♤ As the eldest sibling and the head of the family, it is to no surprise that he holds the most composure out of the brothers.
♤ Around his other brothers he appears as "harsh" (but they all know he just cares for them) but around you, he doesnt even try to look stern. Everytime he looks at you his gaze softens and he smiles slightly
♤ "Mammon I'm taking away your credit card privellages" Lucifer sighs while taking away Mammon's credit card for the 5th time this month.
"Give it back Lucifer! An auction for this awesome gold car figure is coming out TOMORROW I NEED IT!" The white hair demon groaned.
You walked into the scene with a smile "Hi Lucy, is it okay if I get this thing on sale tomorrow? Ive been waiting for it to come out for a while now."
Lucifer's frowned expression turned soft in an instant and he gave you a nod "of course, just don't spend too much."
"OH FUCK YOU LUCIFER" Mammon screamed.
♤ If hypothetically he doesnt allow you to get something, instead of giving you a glare, he pats your head and shakes his head a little "Sorry Dove, but not today. We can get it another time okay?"
MAMMON
◇ Mammon is the greediest among his 7 siblings. He is the embodiment of the deadly sin, greed anyways.
◇ He HATES sharing and he doesnt hide that, but with you? He is more lenient.
◇ Don't get me wrong, he hesitates and tells you no sometimes, but other times if not most times, he is more willing to give you something or lend you something, albeit with his snarky/ stuck up personality 😭.
◇ youve been staring at a certain display case everytime you and Mammon pass by, and the yellowed eye demon couldnt help but notice it.
◇ At first he wanted to ignore it, but seeing at your longing/ awed gaze he folded.
◇ "Oi Goldie, you want that?" He pointed to the item on the display case, his hand on his hip trying to act tough and unbothered.
"Uhm.. yes but I don't have any mo-"
Mammon cut you off and walks into the store. "C'mon let's go get it."
LEVIATHAN
♧ Levi loves games, he's always cooped up in his room and rarely comes out.
♧ When he plays a multiplayer game, everyone knows how competitive this demon can get
♧ So to spare themselves from the death glares and the not so PG 13 name calling, they avoid playing him... well unless they truly wanna pick a fight with him.
♧ When you play games with him though, he's a completely different person.
♧ He's patient and kind when teaching you the basics
♧ During your first few games, he'd allow himself to take the loss
♧ He wont admit it, but he loves to see the way your eyes shine and how youre mpre determined
♧ This way, you'll play the game longer and spend more time with Levi
♧ [ROUND 1: PLAYER 2 WINS]
Your eyes shine and you smiled widely "YAY I WON! Beat that Levi! I just started the game and I won against you on. The. First. Try!"
Levi rolled his eyes and smirked "Don't get too cocky Shellfish, I might just beat your ass in the next round"
"Bring it on big bro" You grinned, holding the controller tightly.
ASMODEUS
♡ He's aware you've lost the only female influence in your life (Lilith)
♡ you being surrounded by so many masculine energy worries Asmo
♡ Not wanting you to lose your feminine side, he decided to take on the role of being your main "female influence" in your life.
♡ He is the perfect man for the job
♡ He will take you out for shopping, to the salon, kareoke, photo booths, manicures and pedicures, spas. You name it he'll do it
♡ He's even be the one you go to for sex ed/ advice bc.. well come on
♡ If youre into none of that that's fine too, he'll be your irl diary and listen to whatever you have to say... even hot boiling tea you cant keep to yourself😁
♡ "Asmo!! Are you free?" You opened the door to his room with a smile
Your brother looks at you through his mirror as he was doing his skincare "Yes sort of. Why?"
Your smile turned into a grin as you closed the door behind him and jumped onto his bed "I've got delicious tea"
Seeing your hands on your cheeks and your facial expression made Asmodeus return the grin "Oh yeah? Is it piping hot tea?" Finally facing you as he asked
"Piping.HOT!" You responded unable to contain your excitement "Miss Kojika was finally caught going out with Simeon"
"No way you better not be kidding Angel. Wasn't she just complaining about not liking Angels before?"
"Yeah but you see the way her cheeks turn pink at the MENTION of the Angel Simeon" you made sure to remind him.
♡ The conversation went on for hours, and both you and your brother are happy to have someone to talk to like this.
SATAN
□ Somewhat simillar to his older brother Levi. He gets impatient and is angry quite often, especially at the mention of Lucifer.
□ His way of escape is through his love of cats OR his abode, his sanctuary: his personal library.
□ During the times he disappears, it's a sign that he does not want to be bothered by anyone. And the only one who can bother him is you.
□ He wont exactly call it "bothering" when it comes to you, because he knows you have good intentions and only want to help him.
□ Especially if he just came out of Lucifers office after a heated argument
□ You were in the kitchen when you heard the door to Lucifer's office being slammed shut, followed along with heavy footsteps stomping away. You knew instantly that it was Satan's footstep.
Without wasting another second, you finished up the dishes and went straight to the hallway leading to his abode.
"Satan?" You knocked. "It's me, (name)"
After a few seconds, you heard a muffled "come in" and you twisted the door knob open. "I heard you walking out of Lucifer's office before."
Both you and Satan knows that he didnt "walk out" but you both decided to not correct it.
"Just another fight" he answered quickly while reading a book. "Same as always."
Slowly walking towards him, you took a seat beside him and smiled softly "Dont listen to him. You know he can make no sense sometimes... most of the times" you shruged. "Besides Im here for you. Whaddya say we do something fun?"
Satan's stern face turned soft, and when he made eye contact with you, he smiled "Sure. Thank you, Little Rose."
□ You've got his back, and he's got yours.
BEELZEBUB
♤ the hungriest brother. He just never stops eating.
♤ Whenever anyone catches Beel, he's always got something in his hands to munch on.
♤ And sometimes he's not willing to share his food.
♤ Whenever you ask though he's willing to give you a bite or 2. Hell maybe even give you the whole darn thing if he sees you TRULY enjoying the food.
♤ "Wow you seem to REALLY like the snack more than I do, Hamster..." he'd joke, mouth still full.
♤ Whenever youre feeling hungry he'd take the time out of his day to cook you (and him) some food.
♤ When he's feeling experimental and want to try a new recepie, he'd call you down to try his food and if you like it he smiles earnestly.
♤ Nothing makes Beel more happy (other than food) than seeing you enjoy his cooking.
♤ Even if you ask for it or not, he starts cooking for you more often. It's his love language and you dont seem to mind it. Cooking is a tedious job indeed and you appreciate your brother's efforts to keep your tummy full and happy.
♤ VICE VERSA! You love to bake and cook for your brothers.
♤ If you dont have the talent for either, Beel will be the first gobble up your food and give you a big thumbs up in approval. While the rest of your brothers have a hard time even swallowing the first bite
♤ Beel appreciates your effort and doesnt want you to become disheartened.
♤ But next time he'll supervise you in the kitchen and give you some tips and tricks
BELPHEGOR
♧ SILLY GUYYY
♧ You and Belphie are both the younger siblings (Beel as well but hes regarded as older than Belphie)
♧ And Youngest tend to stick together!
♧ You like having sleepovers, even though its a little bit of a silly ideas because you already live in the same estate as your brothers.
♧ Theyre usually busy so whenever you want this specific want of yours to be endulged you always go to Belphie.
♧ and he never says no to sleeping.
♧ With Belphie you both like to build tent fords together and watch movies together while eating popcord (that you both made sure Beel does not see nor smell because he'll pounce on the both of you before you have the chance to walk out of the kitchen)
♧ Other times you both would go online to buy matching onsies for your sleepover
♧ You both do this so often you end up having a closet full of matching onsies together.
♧ Sleeping with Belphie is indeed very relaxing. And Belphie likes having you around especially
♧ Usually the avatar of sloth put on a pair of Pyjamas and goes to sleep instantly, however with you around, he'll make the effort to put on essential oils, ambiance (if you'd like) and night lights 🤍🤍
♧ "Wow Belphie you put a lot of effort for the sleepover today!" You smiled looking at his room in awe
Belphie smiled and yawned "Of course, anything for you Moonshine. I want you to be as comfortable as possible."
♧ Safe to say you both will sleep in to the point your other brothers will have to drag you both out of bed to start the day
❀𖤣𖥧𖡼⊱✿⊰𖡼𖥧𖤣❀
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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! :)
when belphegor falls in love
content + warnings: belphie x reader, some angst (and chapter 16 spoilers) with a fluffy end, probably some improper astronomy things going on but i'm trying my best // [masterlist]
word count: ~1.3k
the planetarium is cast in a blueish glow from the stars above-- something about the devildom skies made them twinkle in a barely-there powder blue, now recreated on the ceiling in sparkling, vivid specks of wonder.
the stage was set beautifully before you arrived. layered blankets covered a larger-than-necessary section of the floor, nested around the makeshift bed that he had already warmed up for you with a quick snooze of his own. there was a small mountain of pillows waiting for you
but that was then, and this is now. all preparations were played off as simple and easy, disregarded as insignificant now that you were wrapped up in his arms. belphie smirks as your lips press soft, sweet kisses across his cheeks and temples-- as much as he doesn't want to admit that he put in effort to make this date special, he loves basking selfishly in your praise. it's smug, he knows, but considering how much work something like this is for the avatar of sloth, shouldn't he get a little recognition?
your body is soft against his, warm and comforting like a blanket fresh from the dryer. he pulls you in a little tighter and nuzzles against the side of your hair, peppering little kisses against you just to hear that giggle he adores spill from your lips. his eyes are on you, but yours are glued to the twinkling lights on the ceiling-- lucky, seeing as he doesn't have to hide the sappy look on his face from you when your attention is divided.
"are these the same stars we have in the human realm?" you ask quietly. he nodded and finally tears his gaze away to join yours on the recreation of the starry sky above you.
"mhmm," he murmurs quietly. "that's one of the things we've always had in common-- the devildom and the human realm share the same stars."
if this had been a better night, he would have taken you out to see the stars in real life, not just come phony imitations. but the light pollution in the devildom was a bitch. the only place within a reasonable distance with a clear enough view was the demon lord's castle, but frankly, belphie had no interest in sharing your attention with lord diavolo of all demons tonight. so, albeit a bit reluctantly, he settled on the planetarium instead.
"that makes sense."
your arm lifts towards the sky and points to a constellation above. your eyes glimmer with pride in the low light, and he wonders what's going to come out of your mouth.
"that's the big dipper," you say proudly.
he laughs-- it's a little mean, judging by how confident you looked during your announcement. but you just look so cute pointing out one of the most recognizable constellations like it's a diamond in the rough. you pout a little and look at him funny.
"what? that's the big dipper."
"yeah, obviously," he retorts, that smug grin making him look mean and sweet all at once. "i'm sure even levi could point that out."
"oh yeah? then you point out a constellation, genius."
a chuckle leaves his lips. his fingers trail up your arm, teasing you, feeling the way goosebumps gather on your skin as he moves. he takes your wrist and points your finger at another cluster of stars.
"you see that w-shape over here?" his hand guides you into connecting dots across the projection. "that's cassiopeia."
his eyes flicker over to you. your gaze is no longer scorned but wide-eyed and enraptured. a swell of satisfaction warms his chest.
you've always had an interest in stargazing. it was one of the first things the two of you connected over once he left the attic. life had never been so awkward as it was then. not only did his brothers tiptoe around him, like they were waiting for him to explode into a tantrum of sorts. but now he had you to wrap his mind around: a human descendant of the sister he lost so long ago, now here and friendly with demons that should have killed you in one fell swoop.
well, it seemed like he had done enough damage for the rest of them.
he didn't deserve you. not really. he was reminded of his sins in quiet moments like this. you're babbling on about something related, some story you've been meaning to share. he thinks he hears beel's name somewhere in the story, so he nods like he's paying attention.
how he managed to win you over is something that still baffles him to this day. you should hate him. you should have spat in his face on that day, made him pay for the lies and deceit at your expense. but you didn't. you accepted him on your own terms, bridging the gap between you through his brothers. you single-handedly fixed what was broken when lilith died-- he still feels indebted to you in some way. maybe that's why he still feels some lingering guilt snuggling close to you like this. he doesn't deserve your kindness.
"you okay?"
your voice is soft, each word threaded with concern. he blinks. has he really been out of it that long?
"i'm fine," he answers, but he won't meet your gaze. he knows that you know he's lying. "really."
you intertwine your fingers with his and press a soft kiss to the back of his hand. it's quiet. no words are exchanged as you stare at each other for a moment. it's nice.
you look beautiful under these stars. belphegor is in love with you.
the realization makes his cheeks burn, and he unconsciously moves to snuggle closer to you. his fingers quiver a little against your hand, but you don't seem to mind. you give him a small smile and graciously accept his snuggles without question.
he loves you so much.
it feels a little hard to breathe right now-- feeling your warmth against him makes him hotter, and suddenly he feels like retreating from your kindness and sleeping the next century away under beel's bed.
"regardless," you say, in a way that shows him you know he's acting off but won't push him any further. "whatever it is, you can always talk to me. you mean the world to me."
the heat of shame and embarrassment melt away as you embrace him. your eyes focus back up on the ceiling.
"there's the little dipper, too," you murmur. he laughs again. "what? why do you keep laughing, you big bully?"
"you look really cute when you do that. y'know, when you get excited about finding really easy constellations," he huffs quietly, nuzzling into your neck with red cheeks and a surly pout at such a cruel nickname. he feels you laugh, buzzing pleasantly against his nose, and can't help but smile a little himself.
"gross," you tease. you both laugh this time. then, quieter, you ask, "will you tell me about the constellations?"
he nods and shifts to look at the ceiling again. when belphie tells you about the stars, he doesn't just explain their names-- he brings them to life. their conception and birth are discussed in hushed voices, with him telling you stories only a fallen angel would know. they begin to feel less like twinkling objects millions of miles away but, instead, like family. these stars you've gazed up at all your life have their own stories. one day, you'll make sure belphie tells you all of them.
he decides, as he's talking, to save his confession for another time. part of him wants to lay it all out for you immediately. then again, confessing under fake stars feels sort of like a jinx, doesn't it? so he'll wait-- for real stars, for the right time, for the best way to tell you he can't live another day without you.
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ooh flufftober event!! maybe marshmallow and any obey me brother? my personal favorite is Belphie though.... (PLEASE DON'T COME FOR ME HE'S SO CUTE......)
「 ✦ Flufftober Day 3: Belphegor ✦ 」
☽｡⋆ Genre: Marshmallow (fluff)
☽｡⋆ Warnings: like one swear word, none
☽｡⋆ Contains: gn!reader, fluff (duh)
Well, shit. You're about to be late.
It's not like it's your fault. You have a cling monster attached to you. You're absolutely stuck.
Belphegor has his legs wrapped around yours, his arms around you waist, and his head on your chest.
You can't bring yourself to wake him up, since he looks so peaceful, so comfortable.
But on the other hand, you're dangerously close to being late, late enough for Lucifer to get mad at you. You're sure everyone is already up and going, except for you and Belphie. You have no idea what to do.
Finally, you decide that Belphie's pouts are better than another lecture from Lucifer, so you decide it's time to get up.
“Belphie, wake up.” You whispered. “We have to get up or we'll be late.”
He sighed, then only snuggled closer to you in response. “Mmh? But today is our day off.”
Oh.
Oh.
“Oh. I forgot about that.” You said, realization slapping you in the face.
“Mhm. So you have to stay with me.” He muttered, already falling back asleep.
You relaxed, melting into the bed. Now, you can stay and cuddle with your sleepy demon without having to worry about a lecture.
Thank goodness for days off.
☽｡⋆ I would never come for you sweet anon, I love him too
☽｡⋆ Flufftober event
Cuddling the Demons~
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Lucifer;
- will not ask to cuddle. Hell will freeze over before he fully sets his pride aside and admits that he misses your touch and wants to hold you
- if he really misses you, though, he will stop working early (and by early, I mean he won’t be working until 3 am) to come cuddle you
- most nights, you are already asleep by the time he finally crawls into bed
- you always try to stay up, but never manage to do so, and you may not see it, but he always smiles when he sees your sleeping form in his bed after he’s done working
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Poor Belphie but you deserve it 🤣🤣🤣
MC: "I love you, MC" said the evil demon who smashed me to death with a hug
Belphie: I already tell you I am sorry
MC: said the evil hug serial killer
Belphie: *exasperated noises*
This rlly falls into the issue with the sexualization of Twins, too.
Bro, idec know anymore at this point, I am tired of seeing sibling character x reader x sibling chatacter (for example: fred weasley x reader x George weasley, that's just an example) Even if the poly is just the two siblings sharing the other person, it's disgusting. No, NORMAL siblings would ever think of sharing someone. Most of the people who read this shit r probably just wierdos. I promise you ppl who have siblings would never agree to someone if they said, "Can I date you and your sibling?" And if you think differently, ur weird. The reason isn't just a sexual reason (that's just plain disgusting, no normal siblings want to have a threesone or whatever with someone else siblings r very repulsive in that with each other) It can also just be a romantic reason. Just being in a relationship with the same person as siblings is gross. The same thing goes for Obey Me, especially Beelzebub and Belphegor. There have been lessons where it literally mentions how whichever one of the Obey Me brothers wouldn't be okay with sharing you with another brother, but people so desperately want that to not be the case. Especially that one lesson where Belphie mentions in his sleep how he actually isn't okay with sharing MC with Beel, but people r always like, "Oh! If they talk this out, it could work!" Bro, no 😭, except that he doesn't want to, you can't have both of two r siblings. It's utterly disgusting. The times that Obey Me have moments where they're like, "We can share MC." Is all for the money frfr, there has been many lessons signaling that they actually aren't okay with that. The parts were they mention sharing has usually been in events (money grabbing 👀.) I am tired of reading Obey Me fanfic and then when I get to Beel it's like- "Beel & Belphie, why not both :)))" mf i don't want "both" I'm not a weirdo. And I'm only making this post because it's EXTREMELY NORMALIZED that it's literally impossible to ignore it. Not even fictionally, even in real life, ppl who r poly with siblings.. Nahh bruh, even if those siblings aren't dating each other, they got some weird incest shit going on, especially if they both have sex with you at the same time, mental hospital. Me and my siblings and I always mention how disgusting it is, the same thing with my friends who also have siblings. This isn't a matter of "Oh, their all consenting adults they can do whatever." I will gladly tell any p3dos, Zoophil3s, and inc3sts to |< Ý $ no questions asked if you think I'm being dramatic, please exit. If I see shit like this I'm literally just gonna either block the person or report them (which is so much work considering since it's so normalized is fucking everywhere), or literally just say shit. No actual siblings would do this, y'all.. You just really want both of them, and that's fine with other characters that r not siblings (for example if u wanna be poly with Diavolo and Lucifer go ahead), but when their siblings your fr putting a weirdass fantasy in ur head that they r okay with it n shit. And with actual Inc3st ships I've seen literally so many ppl say it's ok (most of them ended up being only children not a suprise), and at this point my stomach hurts and I feel literally sick. I just enjoy the sibling relationship, beel and belphie . Meanwhile, the comments r like, "Me when I want both," mf touch grass.
Anyways yeah I'm just irritated at this point cuz it's so normalized that it's just everywhere so I felt I needed to speak out abt it because it completely ruins the mood when I'm just tryna enjoy shit, and I'm not rlly good with words so sorry if this is layed out wierd or something. I can't be the only one who has siblings and is weirded out by this (obv not cuz I talk to ppl irl who mentions how weird it is). If you have siblings, please put yourself in a situation where someone wants both u and ur sibling at the same time.
You people are acting like those creepy people in real life who go up to twins and r like "Threesome?"💀💀💀
Im ready for the weirdos after me