Too lazy to make a banner— here’s Who He Forms A Pact With V.2

     Something I’ve never gotten the chance to go into because I simply kept forgetting was in relation to this old hc. Those rare, pure-hearted humans that Bel formed a pact with. To reiterate in short, a few times there had been a human that was kind and gentle despite everything around them. Someone who  NEVER  wished to do any harm to others no matter what happened to them. On occasion, he might’ve seen himself in these people and was able to actually empathize, but most times he simply saw them as what they were. A  FOOLISH  and too hopeful human that for some unknown reason had  FAITH  in the rotten world. For the sheer reason that he knew they would never use him for anything bad, Belphegor formed a pact with them. He never quite knew why himself. Whether it was some form of test to see if they would use him, or to extend a hand and offer his  PROTECTION  should they need it.

          Though he would never admit to it, he had taken a small liking to these few rare people. They were a small spark capable of  REIGNITING  his former love in humanity. But each of these people met terrible, gruesome ends.

     The world was cruel to them from beginning to end. And Belphegor knew not what wrong these people had ever done to  DESERVE  such things— but that was it wasn’t it ? They had done nothing wrong and their payment was just that. With their death, his hatred would reform tenfold and disasters were brought forth. Earthquakes, floods, disease— he made it happen or found ways to go about it. Of course, he would get in trouble each time and was confined in the Devildom until they saw fit. Never would he  ADMIT  what happened or why he did such things apart from his usual hatred and ‘ just feeling like it. ’

          These bits of his history are  ANOMALIES  to brothers to this day.

He's the easiest to draw so here he is

redemptioninterlude​:

@sleptsin​ - belphegor !

Oh, how she loves the FRESHLY MINTED! New spaces and places, Alice finds, all these in-betweens doesn’t she? Wakefulness and asleep, and now, this stranger world that sits like Wonderland, a place that could be lily-padded to if she knew the way. And she did, now ; thanks to that ever present pull that seems to exist, threads that hint at the existence of something greater. Alice has always been ever keen when sniffing out something that isn’t meant to belong, but she’s never properly considered that there might, too, be things out there that know and seek her out. That her presence within the dream of someone else might not be the solo exploration that she’s always considered it, Alice, who drapes herself in the conscious horrors and highs of humanity’s loneliness, she never expected to find a demon in his prime, stalking her spaces, sniffing her out.

He intrudes, and for the first time, she hasn’t quite the slick-offered response she’s accustomed to. A coiling, curling flicker of caution, licking to life within her chest bids her to stay still. They say you dream of faces you know, or people you’ve seen, even in fleeting form ; she poses as this picture show requires, how it continues on despite HIS EXISTENCE, which sits like a scar upon this mental landscape, holding her part right up until he disappeared. What an awfully curious man, Alice now finding her determination from where it rested and bloomed within her chest. Perhaps he was no looking glass Bandersnatch, but he could prove himself formidable, just from the taste the air holds now that he’s gone. What a bright dose of excitement it all injects, Alice ready to go digging, checking handles and doors and whispering promises through the latches before one opens up, and deposits her here.

But the here still remains vague, with, Alice in her new pressed dark clothes, slipping down hallways, past paintings on the wall. Dante’s 7 circles of hell, it felt like, inquisitive gaze turning down to peek into closed rooms, and finding empty class chairs stacked primly, in wait. IS THIS WHERE her dreaming friend lays? A bell that rings, and Alice, she knew to fall in line, to pose a better part of what’s pouring in, students, it feels like, all done up in uniform to match what she’s got on ( how awfully lucky! ), following with the flow and best off, listening, though a moment flickers, alarm bells screaming, turning her head to catch a stare latched upon her, in weighted form. It’s him! That monster of some other dreamscape, her startled expression forming a smile in the next, a finger pressed to her lips. Shhh. No need for a fight here! As she slips into an open door, claiming a seat within its near deserted back row.

- @sleptsin​ ( for a new follower starter ! )

          It was always said that dreams were  HIS  domain and that statement would hold true until the day he died. No one could ever come close to his mastery in crafting and manipulating the dreamscape, in entering and exiting the minds of others with ease, and, in times of boredom, forcing it to be his own personal  PLAYGROUND.  The fragility of it all balanced oh so carefully on the tip of his claw— if he wanted he could leave lasting damage to the mind with a simple flick of the wrist. It was with all this that he was keenly aware of every aspect of the dream— every nook and cranny, every ‘ pebble ’ on the ground and every ‘ person ’ in the scene. That was to say, were there ever a disturbance he would know within the  INSTANT  it occurred, and so did that happen this very day. Hair stood on edge as the air almost seemed to shift. This presence was not one he created— something had happened. Something had  INTRUDED.

          The hunt had proved fruitless despite never having sensed the intruder to have left. Were it any other day, he would have continued until they were found and forced open a connection to their own mind. He would tear it apart and watch their dream self  R I P  at the seams. He would trap them in a nightmare they would never wake from and they would learn firsthand what it meant to cross a demon lord. For who were they to dare and invade  HIS  sanctuary ? But that droning sound only matched in dread by that of an alarm clock pulled him back to the waking world and the only solace to be had was knowing his little ‘ visitor ’ would be instantly ejected from his mind. Though out of mind wouldn’t seem to mean out of sight— for there sat a face straight from his dream. Though this wasn’t to be taken with any of the typical romantic undertones that  SO  OFTEN  accompanied the sentiment. Rage coursed through him— but he couldn’t cause a scene. Not here.  NOT  YET.  He would have to wait until this accursed ‘ school day ’ was over. But his visible eye shot her a glare, lips downturned in a scowl. He nearly bared his fangs in displeasure but attention was drawn away by one of his damned brothers. ( Levi, whining about some game that hadn’t been returned yet ).

          He played his part of a decent student— arguably  BETTER  than ever— and for a rarity didn’t dare to fall back asleep. How could he when there lurked someone who had dared to traverse into his mind ? And the instant the bell sounded their release he was on her. Just short of using his heightened speed to grab her shoulder before she could even think to run.  “ You. ”  It was every bit accusatory.  “ You must have a death wish to not even  TRY  to hide. Want to tell me  WHY  you decided to play around in my head before I kill you ? ”

Younger Brothers in Spring 🌸🌸🌸

                                     i’ll never be a saint.                                                      ( no way. )

𝟐𝟎𝟎 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 

from this generator.

❛ close your eyes and hold out your hands. ❜ ❛ what are you smiling at? ❜ ❛ i can’t leave you alone for one minute, can i? ❜ ❛ was it you? did you do all this? ❜ ❛ i don’t know how you do this every day… ❜ ❛ that is not an appropriate question to ask a lady you’ve just met. ❜ ❛ i’m not sorry. ❜ ❛ i did warn you not to trust me. ❜ ❛ do you remember anything? at all? ❜ ❛ you’re lucky you’re cute. ❜ ❛ why don’t you just kill me? ❜ ❛ did you hurt yourself? ❜ ❛ i could show you the way. ❜ ❛ i don’t feel so good. ❜ ❛ you owe me a dinner. a very nice dinner. ❜ ❛ don’t go. please. ❜ ❛ you wanna know what your problem is? ❜ ❛ i’m here to drink alone. ❜ ❛ don’t run away from this. ❜ ❛ i’m just saying, murder is an option. ❜ ❛ i didn’t realize you were in so much pain. ❜ ❛ i guess it runs in the family, huh? ❜ ❛ you wouldn’t understand. ❜ ❛ we’ve been through a lot. i think we should just lay low and take it easy. ❜ ❛ dangerous to be out so late. ❜ ❛ i hope you haven’t been standing out in the cold this whole time. ❜ ❛ i made a mistake. ❜ ❛ am i not good enough? ❜ ❛ i’m going to get you out of here. ❜ ❛ why did you bring me here? ❜ ❛ aren’t we in a good mood today? ❜ ❛ don’t shut me out. please. ❜ ❛ the storm’s getting worse. ❜ ❛ i never meant to hurt you. ❜ ❛ you’re about as intimidating as a butterfly. ❜ ❛ have you come to laugh at me in my miserable state? ❜ ❛ here, take this. you’ll catch a cold. ❜ ❛ this is the part where you leave. ❜ ❛ why are you talking like we’ll never see each other again? ❜ ❛ you stepped on my foot! ❜ ❛ you’re not a very convincing liar. ❜ ❛ we’re in completely different leagues. ❜ ❛ how did you find me? ❜ ❛ i don’t need you anymore. ❜ ❛ rough day today? ❜ ❛ snap out of it! ❜ ❛ you look better in my clothes than i do. ❜ ❛ why are you still here? ❜ ❛ can i ask… what happened? ❜ ❛ are you saying you care about me? ❜ ❛ i won’t let anyone hurt you. ❜ ❛ it’s not stealing if it was mine to begin with. ❜ ❛ well, this is where i live. ❜ ❛ we’re not so different after all. ❜ ❛ how long have i been asleep? ❜ ❛ no more lies, no more secrets. ❜ ❛ can you forgive me? ❜ ❛ i thought you… i saw you get shot. ❜ ❛ why are you really here? ❜ ❛ i wish we never met. ❜ ❛ you look like you need a hug. ❜ ❛ would you run away with me? ❜ ❛ see? i’m not just a pretty face. ❜ ❛ we can stop them. i can help you. ❜ ❛ what now? i’m tired. ❜ ❛ i didn’t want you to see me like this. ❜ ❛ i can’t do this without you. ❜ ❛ if you tell me yours, i’ll tell you mine. ❜ ❛ are you threatening me? ❜ ❛ did you ever care about me? ❜ ❛ treat me like the princess that i am! ❜ ❛ i’m not leaving you. ❜ ❛ why did you come? ❜ ❛ i need your help… and you need mine. ❜ ❛ i wish i could hate you. ❜ ❛ i see you don’t recognize me. well, it was a long time ago. ❜ ❛ you’ve lost a lot of blood. ❜ ❛ i had my suspicions, but until now i wasn’t sure. ❜ ❛ there’s nothing left for me here. ❜ ❛ that is… literally illegal. you’re describing something illegal. ❜ ❛ wait. i’ve heard that sound before. ❜ ❛ just try to hang on. ❜ ❛ so why’s it so important anyway? ❜ ❛ i’ll stay in tonight, thanks. ❜ ❛ we can’t keep going on like this. ❜ ❛ in about a minute, you’ll be sorry you didn’t listen to me. ❜ ❛ is this seat taken? sorry, it’s a bit crowded here. ❜ ❛ you can’t leave me here alone! ❜ ❛ i’ll believe it when i see it. ❜ ❛ why are you laughing? this is a very serious situation. ❜ ❛ i bought two. here. ❜ ❛ i’ve seen you before, walking by. ❜ ❛ why can’t i come with you? ❜ ❛ c'mon. aren’t you worried what might happen if we go? ❜ ❛ walk with me? ❜ ❛ it’s very rude to stare. ❜ ❛ how many times have i told you? you can’t visit me here. ❜ ❛ we can’t fix this. can we? ❜ ❛ are you going to kill me? ❜ ❛ it’s not like you can stop me. ❜ ❛ it’s not safe for people to see us together. ❜ ❛ take me with you. ❜ ❛ some risks are worth taking. ❜ ❛ let them go. take me instead. ❜ ❛ what do you want in exchange for it? ❜ ❛ is being drunk an excuse? ❜ ❛ promise me you won’t overreact. ❜ ❛ how can i possibly trust you? after all you’ve done. ❜ ❛ how long have you been standing there? ❜ ❛ why did you wake me? ❜ ❛ i’m not here to talk about my feelings. ❜ ❛ you were going to leave without saying goodbye? ❜ ❛ for some reason, i’m attracted to you. ❜ ❛ promise me? ❜ ❛ it’s nothing, i’m just tired. ❜ ❛ i feel safe with you. ❜ ❛ i don’t need your help. ❜ ❛ i think i have a bit more experience with this thing than you do. ❜ ❛ no way, i’m not doing that. ❜ ❛ i do care. ❜ ❛ you snore in your sleep. it’s adorable. ❜ ❛ i have a spare bed. ❜ ❛ you’re very kind. some day it’ll get you killed. ❜ ❛ you’ll always have a home with me. ❜ ❛ of course i care. you’re my family. ❜ ❛ you shouldn’t insult people that are bigger than you. ❜ ❛ i never wanted to hurt you. ❜ ❛ i swear it wasn’t me. ❜ ❛ we can just sit here, you don’t have to talk. ❜ ❛ did you miss me? ❜ ❛ this isn’t just about you. it’s about what’s best for all of us. ❜ ❛ you can never admit when you’re wrong! ❜ ❛ is this what you wanted? ❜ ❛ what are you doing out here by yourself? ❜ ❛ sorry to put you through that. i guess i owe you one now. ❜ ❛ the only time you talk to me is when you need something. ❜ ❛ i’m still learning. ❜ ❛ if you have something to say, spit it out. ❜ ❛ you… don’t like me very much, do you? ❜ ❛ i’m on your side. ❜ ❛ i risked my life for you! ❜ ❛ whatever you’re going to ask, the answer is no. ❜ ❛ you can stay with me. ❜ ❛ i just need time. ❜ ❛ please don’t do this, don’t act like you care. ❜ ❛ who the hell invited you? ❜ ❛ what? no witty remark? nothing clever to say? ❜ ❛ i just wanted to say i’m sorry. ❜ ❛ think of it as a compliment. ❜ ❛ do you ever stop being so serious and dull? ❜ ❛ it’s rare to see your kind around here. ❜ ❛ you remember me. that’s good. ❜ ❛ you’re a terrible flirt you know. ❜ ❛ are you kidding me? we’re not ‘fine’! ❜ ❛ right now i wish i was dead. ❜ ❛ i guess i should’ve told you. ❜ ❛ you’re not alone. i’m here. ❜ ❛ you’ve been so quiet. what’s on your mind? ❜ ❛ knowledge is power. ❜ ❛ you scared me. ❜ ❛ well, what’s so strange about that? ❜ ❛ don’t look at me like that. ❜ ❛ i want to be there when you get what’s coming to you. ❜ ❛ just who do you think you are? ❜ ❛ you look… amazing. ❜ ❛ we’re safe, aren’t we? ❜ ❛ you know, i really hoped i’d never see this place again. ❜ ❛ don’t touch me. get away from me. ❜ ❛ i thought you’d like this. ❜ ❛ it’s too dark, i can’t see anything. ❜ ❛ what’s that smug look for? you think you can do any better? ❜ ❛ who did you piss off this time? ❜ ❛ you should’ve thought about that before you got into a fight. ❜ ❛ i only wanted to help. ❜ ❛ you knew and you didn’t tell me? ❜ ❛ you don’t scare me. ❜ ❛ wow, look who remembered my existence. ❜ ❛ change isn’t easy. ❜ ❛ why did you help me? ❜ ❛ why do you hate me? ❜ ❛ i can’t even trust myself anymore. ❜ ❛ i was making sure you weren’t dead, since you never called. ❜ ❛ you look awful. what happened? ❜ ❛ are you here to kill me? ❜ ❛ you know you aren’t allowed in here, right? ❜ ❛ was that a friend of yours? ❜ ❛ two years later and you haven’t changed. ❜ ❛ you look like you just saw a ghost. ❜ ❛ nobody tells me what to do. ❜ ❛ you’re too scared to do it, aren’t you? ❜ ❛ come on. it can’t be that bad. ❜ ❛ i hope to repay your kindness someday. ❜ ❛ just let me do this for you. ❜ ❛ why were they coming after you? ❜ ❛ how many people have you killed? how many? ❜ ❛ how much do you value your life? ❜ ❛ you don’t know when to give up, do you? ❜ ❛ don’t lie to me. ❜ ❛ i’m not sober enough to talk about this. ❜ ❛ have a drink with me. ❜

          Not new but trying to get active again. Give this a  ♡ / ↺  if you’re interested in interacting with a Belphegor from O.bey Me ! This blog is unaffiliated with the fandom, canon-divergent, and I’m more than willing / eager to make new verses for interaction !!

     Was talking with a friend and boy oh boy we hatched a neat idea for a possible ffx.iv verse that I should probably type out before I forget lmao. But yeah uhh.... gonna try and get a lil active over here again because my sad boy has been on the mind.

Belphegor aesthetic

𝐴 𝑀𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑊𝑒𝑎𝑘𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠

TW: the following piece deals with depression and depressive thoughts. Just to be safe I’ve put it under a read more to avoid accidental reading.

                   No no nonono. This wasn’t happening. Not now. Please, not now— !

     Claws scratched painfully into his scalp as he pulled at his hair. He wanted to dig straight through his skull, as if stabbing right into his brain would make everything  QUIET  again. The voices— the thoughts that haunted him— words that he tried to avoid in every waking moment. The reason he had to place a barrier in  HIS  OWN  mind. He’d had a moment of weakness and that barely manageable dam had broken. Those thoughts came flooding in at once and he was  DROWNING.  Tears sprung to his eyes and his throat was choked up so much it hurt. He begged it to stop but there was no reprieve from himself. The Avatar of Sloth— it was often forgotten he suffered from the heaviest depression imaginable.

       ‘ You useless trash. Who do you think you are parading around like you’re so great ? ’

             ‘ Murderer ! You filthy murderer ! Look at the blood on your hands—— ’

                                    Shut them out, shut them out, shut them out !

     None of it was true. For  HIS  sake it couldn’t be. Please, it couldn’t be. He couldn’t handle it right now. Any other day was fine but not now. He was so weak and so pathetically humbled. His breaths came in short bursts and shaky exhales as he lamely tried to steady himself to no avail. Breathe. Breathe. Wasn’t that what they all said ? Just fucking  BREATHE  !

         ‘ Nobody even pays attention to you. Just get it over with and disappear already. ’

        ‘ —its such a deep red. And its on  YOUR  hands. Remember how she screamed— ’

                                          Shut up. Shut up. Just  S H U T  U P—— !

                                       ‘ It’s all  YOUR  fault. Your fault. Your fault...! ’

                                                       “ It’s... It’s my f...fault... ”

     No, it wasn’t— it was the humans ! But that was a fucking lie and he knew better. It had  ALWAYS  been his fault. And his family, his brothers that he once swore he’d do anything for, they hated him. They wouldn’t so much as look at him day in and day out ! They hated him. They’d forgotten about him. They  NEVER  cared about him. What was he even there for ? What was he living for ? And when had he started screaming ?

                  “ hic... Please... Please. Stop... hic... Make it stop... ”

     His throat was hoarse and he could faintly feel the all too familiar sensation of blood beneath his fingers. His body shook violently and everything felt  SO  COLD  despite the hot tears streaming down his face. How small and  PATHETIC  he felt. And he could do nothing but curl deeper into himself and let his own mind berate and batter him. Eventually it would pass. He’d cry himself out and finally gather the energy to make a new barrier. Then he’d crawl into bed and make a  GRAVE  out of his blankets and sleep for a few days. And when he woke up it’d be back to normal. Back to always teetering on the edge of that abyss.

he annoys me sm </3

diabolt​:

Geez, harsh. Despite the racing of her heart, Syn gave a small smirk at his bite.

“ Well, since ya asked. How’s the Devildom work? Hierarchy? Survival of the fittest? Seems like ya have some amount of laws. How they’re enforced is the real question. ”

She was only asking simply because just like every country, every realm – especially demonic realms – were run very differently. Hers was violent and was much more ‘every demon for themself’ while others had a more acceptable order and society. From the looks of it, Devildom might have been one of them; and if she wanted to survive here until she could leave, she oughta know who to lie suck up to.

“ Also – ” Oh boy, now she was running her mouth since he was calming down. “ You’ve got some pretty powerful sleeping magic. Ya did all that just from gettin’ pissy. Should I be slated to believe you’re more of a magic user than a fist fighter?” Not that she wanted to test it out, per se, but it was always nice to learn about your enemies and fake allies, just in case.

          “ It’s a monarchy... with  SOME  hierarchy to it I guess. ”  In his opinion, it functioned too much like the human realm. Things had operated differently a long time ago, but in the more recent years ( probably a good couple hundred ) things had changed. He was loathe to say it made sense as their fashion  ALREADY  replicated that of the humans.  “ Lord Diavolo is currently in charge. It’s not formal just yet, but he’ll take the throne after his father in some time.  HE’S  the actual prince here. ”  He sent a brief glare her way before turning his attention forward again.  “ Then there’s my brothers and I, the Avatars of Sin. We rank right below him and run different parts of the Devildom. Lucifer for example is more involved in politics than any of us as his  LAP  DOG.  ”  The animosity wasn’t withheld in the slightest. Teeth grit and anger momentarily ignited once again at the thought, but he calmed back down and went on.

     “ After that there’s kind of... everyone else. I’m assuming you’ve been to the human realm. Things aren’t that much different here to be honest. Just substitute their  NATURAL  for our ‘ supernatural ’ version of stuff. ”

           He gave a shrug before holding back a short laugh. This foolish girl. Did she really think he didn’t know what she was doing ?  “ I’m  FAR  from being physically weak but in terms of magical ability... ” A smirk found its place on his lips.  “  I  BEST  my brothers. Think of that how you will. ”

kirakiras​:

      She thinks it would be better if she tried flagging down a taxi instead of walking the rest of the way home. Even if it was fairly close. She’s tired. She’d rather crawl than take another step, but you know, appearances. So it’s best to take a taxi.

      She steps up to the curb, not noticing the car speeding down the road, and so fails to avoid the tsunami of puddled rainwater it causes as it blurs by. Arm lowers as she assesses what happened, having had no time to even try shielding herself. Blinks. She turns to see how many had front row seats to this luck of hers, but instead comes face to face with someone who’d been standing in the splash zone with her. Poor soul, he was just as soaked in shock as she.

      “Pu-HA!” Hands clasp over her mouth. She tries to quell the laughter bubbling at her throat at the sight of him. Though it’s difficult. Maybe it seemed mean to laugh, but there was no intention to make fun of him. Really. It was more like she was glad to have a buddy in the same predicament. But it’s easy to misunderstand.

@sleptsin // starter.​

          Had he not been lost in his mind it might’ve been avoidable— no he most certainly would have avoided it. This sort of thing  NEVER  had a reason to happen to someone like him ! That wasn’t to say an accident didn’t occur here or there— much as he  WOULDN’T  admit— but small slips did take place here and there. Though for a being of incredible power and the ability to sense oncoming danger, one would think the utterly gross splash of street water was something they’d see coming  A  MILE  away. Except he didn’t.

     Having been throwing ideas around on how best to deal with the mess his brothers had made in his absence, Bel now found himself  RUDELY  brought back to the mortal plane. One which... he honestly didn’t even know why he’d visited.

          “ Gh— ! Fuck—— Seriously ?! ”  He shook his arms in a vain effort to splash the water from his sweater before opting to gracelessly peel it off instead. The laughter didn’t go unnoticed but there  WAS  an attempt to ignore it. Of course... that wasn’t going to happen. A short but quiet growl at the back of his throat built up before he sent a glare towards his fellow unlucky ‘ companion ’.  “ The hell are  YOU  laughing at ? ”

diabolt​:

Pointing out that he wasn’t born into anything felt like denial. If there’s a hierarchy and he’s a prince, that would mean someone– assumedly a father figure– was the king, right? Syn only knew of so many types of ruling systems, as the Netherworld was a horrible example by most standards. Regardless, what he had said didn’t sound true to her.

Before she could get a word out to question him further, she had finally noticed the swarm of people forming around them. Personally it didn’t bother her, the demon consistently ignoring the conversations of bystanders as nothing they said were of any importance to her. Only catching a few words, she turned her attention back to Belphegor, as he had introduced himself as earlier, only to catch his face twisting from the noise around them. Though she didn’t know what exactly he was feeling, she knew something bad was gonna happen.

And then it did.

Suddenly feeling a wave of energy coming from his direction, Syn felt her hair and clothes be blown back, as if a high wind had passed. The sound of bodies falling confused her, wondering if he had killed the demons surrounding him out of frustration because of their chatter. Or, more realistically, because of her. Fortunately, watching their torsos carefully showed signs of breathing. They were… asleep? Almost immediately after she felt the tension in her jaw and arms loosen unwillingly, her head now in a light haze. Whether he had avoided her purposely or his temper was more flared towards the bystanders, it was jarring to go from sparking mad to feeling like she had downed two bottles of Nyquil. Feeling herself leaning to one side, she had to hold her head to keep her from falling over. With her palm covering half of her face, she eyes the change in his appearance.

“ Fine. I’ll follow you, ” she mutters, her voice groggy and head fuzzy. It shouldn’t have affected her as much as it did, especially since she was heated, but her own hubris of being sleep deprived only made her more susceptible. Tilting her head back, she closes her eyes and sends a jolt of electricity through her body, focusing on her head and spine. Her body jolts, the drowsiness in her head almost gone now, though an ounce of it still lingered. She had never dealt with a Sloth avatar before, and now she’s glad she never has.

“ Lead the way, Your Highness. ”

          Finally gaining her cooperation, he set forth on the walk home. Though he said nothing to her response, he did scoff when she addressed him— he wasn’t goddamn royalty. But dare he say... it felt  GOOD  to let go like that. For too long had the Avatar of Sloth been sitting around doing nothing with the power at his disposal. Diavolo liked to advocate for  PEACE,  so naturally everyone had to be kept in line. There was little to no going about and creating mayhem for fun. No blowing off steam by giving the humans a disaster to deal with. No putting a town to sleep because you had a bad day. In short, there were few things they were allowed to do in the name of demonic fun. Even less could they exercise their abilities  WITHOUT  an overnight lecture and additional chores. But he’d be damned if it wasn’t worth it. For the first time in a long time, his body felt  ALIVE.  Energy prickled along his skin and his fingertips tingled. But he had to reel it in now. This wasn’t his section of Hell where it wouldn’t matter what he did. It was that damned prince’s domain. Take a deep breath, Belphegor. Calm those violent urges.

     But no matter how many breathing exercises there were in the realm, there was nothing to be done about the voices in his  HEAD.  The depressive thoughts he typically kept at bay had taken up a different tone— encouraging him to keep going. Why stop ? He  CLEARLY  didn’t want to. No. Enough of that. With a shake of his head, he took another breath. Perhaps talking would clear his mind a little—   LOATHE  as he was to speak at all.  “ You had more questions, didn’t you ? Out with them. I’ll think about answering so long as they aren’t stupid. ”

          Truthfully, he’d probably answer most anything considering he was about to try and pass her off as a demon from his area. And if that plan was to have  ANY  sort of ground to stand on, she would need to commit a decent amount of common knowledge to memory in the time it took for them to reach the House of Lamentation.  ' Well... We might be able to get away with some things if I say she’s just uneducated... ’

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“ I was listening until you insulted me. Accusing a tracking demon of not being able to travel realms. hah! Might as well stabbed me! ” Though Syn didn’t truly feel this way, getting worked up and then threatened by someone in power made it difficult for her to bite her tongue. If she tried now, she wouldn’t be able to speak until it grew back.

Admittedly, hearing that not only was he one of the Seven Deadly Sins but that in this hellhole, they were royalty? Every word he said simply made things worse in her eyes. And Devildom… like ‘devil kingdom?’ Maybe she was just mad, but it sounded dumb to her.

“ Belphegor? Sloth? Prince? Oh, that’s rich, almost as rich as you are. Being a Deadly Sin and royalty, I hope you actually deserve that title and didn’t just come out the womb with it without any proper demon validation. As in, I hope you can hold your own weight. ” Gritting her fangs at the word ‘tantrum,’ she crosses her arms and grins at him, though still clearly irritated as she’s still glaring daggers at him.

“ You have no idea what one of my ‘tantrums’ looks like, and let’s hope you never do. Just get me outta hear and you can forget we ever met. ”

          He rolled his eyes at her outburst— a muttered,  “ You act like I did it on purpose, ”  following suit. As if he knew or even  CARED  what she was. A ‘ tracking demon ’ ? The name was self-explanatory but he could tell it wasn’t anything they had in the Devildom. At least not in the same manner.  “ I didn’t choose the title, alright ? Nor was I  BORN  into anything. ”  Technically speaking, he wasn’t born at all. Though there wasn’t a more appropriate term apart from being created, but that made him sound more like an  OBJECT.

     A small crowd had gathered by this point and Bel’s nerves were being driven up a wall. Between the  UNWANTED  attention and this troublesome outsider, his tolerance was being tested. It wasn’t even whispers anymore— there were  CONVERSATIONS  about the two now.  ‘ A realm traveler ? ’  ‘ A disrespectful woman ! ’   ‘ What else could she do ? ’  ‘ What would  HE  do ? ’   ‘ Should someone get Lucifer ? ’  ‘ What about Diavolo ? ’  It was too much. Too noisy. Too fucking  NOSY  even ! And he could handle things himself !

                               Shut up already... Shut up. Shut up. Just shut up !

          A torrent of magical energy erupted from him and like a domino effect came the sound of demons quite literally  FALLING  into slumber. Lucifer would have his head for it later, but he didn’t care. All that remained standing were the two of them, and though he had isolated her from its effect, she should still be feeling some degree of drowsiness.  “ Don’t get the wrong idea. I’m not trying to ‘ prove myself ’ or some shit like that. It was just too loud. ”  With horns and tail now on display as a result of the  OUTBURST  he brought his clawed hands close together. A purple haze manifested in the shape of an orb that split into several smaller pieces before taking off and disappearing into everyone that had fallen asleep. He wasn’t tampering with their memories so much as making them believe the events had all been a strange  DREAM.  “ Now shut up and follow me. If anyone asks, you’re a demon from  MY  place. ”

          I was looking through some old drafts to clear stuff out and found this snippet from a dash game I never finished so why not give it its own post—  let’s go !

     This is something that I believe I might’ve hinted at, briefly stated, and / or talked about with writing partners that ended up getting  CONFIRMED  in his character song. Belphegor takes a long time to realize he’s come to like someone in a romantic sense. Usually, he can only recognize that he at least  TOLERATES  them enough to be okay with having them around. And once he’s realized this—  or even before he does !— he doesn’t know what to do with these feelings. He’ll try to act normal while internally battling himself: Should he do this ? What about that ?  WHY  is he doing this ? How does one typically behave in this scenario ? What is this feeling ? In the end he may just come across as an ass or push them away and oftentimes he won’t admit he likes a person for some time— if he  EVER  does.

     Regardless of whether he confesses or not, he can be a  VERY  possessive person. Damn anyone who’s taking up their attention— they should only be close to  HIM.  Sometimes it gets to the point that he forgoes even asking for their time but rather near demands it or even decides things for them such as going shopping together. I don’t think he’d ever stop being possessive as it’s literally in his  NATURE  to be, but this particular behavior could probably be worked on a bit if the person on the receiving end told him to cut it out early on.

          Adding to the above, he might also  HIDE  his partner from his brothers for a couple reasons. If they knew he was seeing someone he’d just never hear the end of it. They’d want to meet his partner and spend time with them, talk shit about him, or try to steal them from him. At least that’s what he thinks. I won’t say they haven’t, given the bros are all supposed to be the worst I  DO  think they have in the past, but I won’t hold anyone’s portrayal to this specifically unless we have talked and agreed upon it.

     Despite all this, it’s worth mentioning that Belphie can be surprisingly nurturing towards those he cares about. It’s rooted in his  SECRET  mom friend tendencies that come out when he decides to get close to someone. But more on that here.

I may finally be able to drag myself out of xiv hell so give this a like and I'll hit you up to plot somth