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froggibus · 11 months

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Sleepless Nights - Belphegor

Pairing: Belphegor x reader

Genre: hurt/comfort & fluff

Word Count: 1.1k

Summary: belphie gets mad at you one night for waking him up, but can’t help but realize that you haven’t been sleeping

CW: nightmares, sleep deprivation, exhaustion, exertion, insomnia?, soft! belphie, vv comforting,

i think this is the first time ive ever wrote anything about belphie on his own...interesting. anyway im sleepy like 24/7....def not self indulgent

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You wake up screaming, sweat pooling on your forehead and sticking your hair to your skin. You’re left breathing heavily, heart racing in the dark of your room. You squeeze your eyes shut and try to force away the nightmare, but it’s no use.

Your demons have caught up to you—and not the ones you live with.

To say Belphie is annoyed is an understatement. It’s the fourth night in a row that your incessant screaming has woken him up, and he’s had about enough of it. He’s trudging to your room with a frown on his face, ready to chew you out for being so loud.

What was your issue, anyway? Were you so needy for attention that you had to wake everyone up? He shakes his head at the thought. Needy little human. Still, the thought of you trying to wake him up for his attention makes his heart speed up more than he’d like.

He shoves open your door, the wood whining on its hinges, and stomps inside. He freezes in his tracks at your dishevelled form, though. Wet eyes and thick lashes, a frown etched on your cute face.

You look like a sad little doll, and Belphie fights the urge to coo at you. He has to remind himself that you woke him up and that he’s supposed to be annoyed with you. But it’s so hard when just looking at you makes him feel like he never fell from heaven.

“Can you keep the noise down?” He narrows his eyes on you, “I’m trying to sleep.”

His words leave you speechless, staring at him slack jawed. His pretty eyes are narrowed on you, soft dark hair tumbling into his face and catching on his lashes. You hate him for being so pretty, you hate him for being so mean.

“I-I—” your voice catches in your throat, your words falling away.

Belphie looks at you expectantly, waiting for you to say something. He knows he’s being unfair to you—you’re sad and you look so defeated and weak, it makes him want to protect you. But Belphie is a stubborn bitch, and all he wants right now is one peaceful night of sleep.

“Sorry,” you mumble, hanging your head. “I’ll stop.”

He hums a quick response, turning on his heel and closing the door behind him. He wants to slap himself as soon as he leaves your room and hears the muffled sobs on the other side of the door. God, he’s such an asshole.

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You walk around the next day like a zombie, shadows under your eyes dark enough to make anyone do a double take. Everything is fuzzy and you have to focus twice as hard in all of your classes, and even then the lights in your peripheral seem to morph into nightmares.

Your eyes close longer with every blink, and you know you won’t be able to last without a proper night of sleep much longer. It’s been almost a week since you slept more than three hours and your body is reaching its breaking point.

The day blurs together as the exhaustion takes over your body, and you start to feel like you’re in an aquarium.

No one’s around when you get home. All busy with extracurriculars and work and whatnot. It makes it easier for you to go sit at the dining room table, muscles tense and rigid, trying to keep your eyes open under the harsh light.

It’s dumb, and you know it’s not healthy for you, but anything is better than nightmares. Anything is better than having Belphie look at you with the same annoyance he did yesterday.

“Hey.” You must have drifted off, because a soft voice snaps you out of it.

You flinch, forcing your eyes open to look at Belphie. He has his hands shoved into the pockets of his sweatpants, staring at you with something new in his eyes—concern.

You can’t even open your mouth, you’re so tired. You give him a weak wave and rest your head on the back of the chair.

Belphie kneels down at your side, resting his hands on your thighs. He’s never been gentle with you before, never cared enough to get this close to you. His touch has your breath catching in your throat, tingles filling the spots where he touches.

“When was the last time you slept?”

Your tired eyes meet his. “A week ago, maybe, I can’t remember.”

He sighs. He really is an asshole. Here he is, getting mad at you for inconveniencing him, all the while you’re falling apart. He wants to pick up the pieces and put them back together, but all he ever seems to do is push them further apart.

“Why haven’t you been sleeping?” His cold hand cups your jaw, holding up your head. He’s been where you’ve been—so absolutely tired that you feel like you can’t move.

“It’s,” you think about telling him, but with the way he’s holding you and looking at you, you don’t want to be more of a burden. “It’s nothing.”

He squints his eyes at you. “Don’t lie to me, baby.”

The pet name is like a shot of espresso but just as quickly as it hits you, the high starts to fade. Belphie watches the light spring to your eyes, surpressing his grin at the sight. Then, he watches it fade away. Yeah, you really need sleep.

“I’ve been having nightmares,” your voice is a mix between a whisper and a mumble, all of your words falling together.

Nightmares? That’s what’s been making you scream all night? He sighs, squeezing your knees. “You know that’s a quick fix for me, right?”

He wants to laugh at the way your doe eyes look up at him hopefully, a spark of life behind them. He could’ve fixed this for you weeks ago—if only he wasn’t so stubborn and so mean.

He grabs your hand tightly, half lifting you out of the chair. You’re so tired that your body sags, all of your limbs feeling impossibly heavy. Belphie has no problem with this, though. You’re human, you weigh practically nothing to him.

He scoops you up in his arms and takes you back to his room. He thinks about taking you to yours, but he knows no one would dare disturb him if they thought he was sleeping, and undisturbed sleep is what you need right now.

He lays you down in his bed, tucking you in and hiding you away from the cold air. He lays down next to you, an arm around your waist.

He rests his head on your shoulder, hugging you close to him. “Sweet dreams only, okay?” He mumbles into your cheek, “I won’t let any of those nightmares come back as long as you’re close to me.”

You rest your hand over his, and let sleep take over. Belphie doesn’t dare leave you—holding you the whole time, ready to drop everything for you when you wake up. You might be the one sleeping, but Belphie is the one that’s so gone.

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pinchofhoney · 7 months

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Because I wanna spread the "we need more Belphagor" message, how about something with him? Platonic or romantic is your choice but we need more content for him bc he's so :))))

on the verge of a fever

belphegor x fem!reader

word count: 2.7k

warning: the way his character appears in the show has been changed for the purposes of this story; basically, here god is not trying to ruin the whole world, mention of drinking alcohol

summary: Ever wondered if Hell hosts Monopoly nights?

a/n: belphagor is my spirit animal. when you text me, it's the person who writes you back lmao my profile currently looks like a fan club of your requests, but it's not my fault that my obsession with this series is back and you're the only one with ideas related to it. i hope you enjoy it!!<33

pages that may interest you: masterlist ♡ taglist ♡ who i write for

gif is not mine, credit to the owner

Guiding Sam and Dean towards the bunk stairs, you couldn't help but notice the genuine concern etched on Sam's face. He leaned in, his tone brimming with sincere care, and gently reminded you, “You know, if you ever need a hand, just remember that Castiel is just a phone call away.”

This morning's awakening had thrown you a curveball. At first, you brushed off the strange sensations coursing through your body, thinking they were caused by the aging mattress beneath you. Yet, with each passing moment, that peculiar feeling escalated into something far more troubling. It clung to you like an insistent itch, impossible to ignore, casting an unsettling shadow over your day.

Now, wrapped snugly in the comforting cocoon of your soft, pink blanket, you found yourself ensnared in the relentless grip of a fever. Your body radiated heat, and every movement became a battle against the oppressive weight of illness. The sole lifeline keeping you tethered to the realm of the living was the medication within easy reach.

Summoning a faint smile, you struggled to reassure Sam, who always kept a watchful eye, despite the fatigue evident in your voice. “I'll handle it,” you whispered, your words carrying a hint of exhaustion.

Trying to make the serious mood a bit lighter, you couldn't resist adding a touch of playful sarcasm. “Well, maybe you should head out before your God buddy decides it's time to disappear once again.”

After saying goodbye to the Winchesters, you headed back to your bed. You didn't want to bother Castiel with your problems; you knew he had more important things to worry about than a grown-up hunter catching a simple cold.

As you entered your room, you couldn't help but grumble to yourself. Why did it seem like Sam and Dean never got sick? You were used to risking your life to hunt supernatural creatures, and now, on top of that, you had to deal with a fever. It just didn't seem fair. You plopped down on the edge of your bed, feeling frustrated. This illness was not only physically uncomfortable but also a reminder that even tough hunters like you had to face everyday human struggles.

Ridiculous, you thought.

You took a quick look on the mirror standing in the corner, then let out a sigh of annoyance and laid down on your bed, giving in to a sense of resignation. You didn't even notice when you drifted off to sleep.

Hours later, you slowly opened your eyes, hoping to find some relief from the persistent illness that had plagued you. However, as your vision cleared, you realized that you felt even worse than before. It was as if the fever had intensified during your restless slumber, wrapping you in a suffocating embrace.

With a groan of discomfort, you pushed yourself upright, your head pounding with every movement. The room seemed dimmer, and the last rays of daylight coming from the corridor appeared harsh and unforgiving. Your throat was parched, and your limbs felt heavy as if they were made of lead.

Casting a rueful glance at the clock, you realized that time had slipped away during your troubled nap. It was as though the fever had stolen not only your strength but also precious hours from your day.

You came close to grabbing your phone and calling Castiel, but you resisted, refusing to give in to a moment of vulnerability – or so you tried to convince yourself.

Struggling considerably, you managed to shift your legs off the bed and, with an effort that would make an elderly man with mobility issues proud, you stood up. Your own sigh of discomfort mirrored the sound one might expect from someone in such a situation. You briefly caught a glimpse of your reflection in the mirror, mentally noting how pitiful you appeared, before making your way into the hallway, your feet dragging wearily behind you.

The bunker had settled into an eerie quietness, broken only by the weighty sound of your footsteps. As you made your way into the main room, your initial plan to head to the opposite corridor was interrupted by an abrupt rustling in a dimly lit corner of the space.

Your tired eyes strained to identify the source of this disturbance. Could it be a mere product of your fevered imagination? You wouldn't be surprised if your illness had started playing tricks on your mind. After all, nobody else was supposed to be allowed in the vast bunker.

And then, right there, bathed in the soft, muted glow of the bunker's emergency lighting, stood a figure you never anticipated encountering. Your heart skipped a beat, your breath caught in your throat, and your fever-addled brain could only muster one thought; Jack. Why was he here? What was happening? Wasn't he...?

“Jack?” you questioned hesitantly, your gaze darting around the room in search of some evidence that you were still ensnared in a dream.

The figure before you smirked. It wasn't the gentle, innocent smile of Jack. It was something darker, more twisted. Your fevered mind raced to find an explanation. Maybe it was the fever. Yes, that had to be it. You were conjuring this surreal scene in your delirium.

“Hello,” greeted the boy, lifting his right hand in a welcoming gesture, mirroring the way Jack used to.

Confusion knitted your brows as you unconsciously took a cautious step toward this familiar-looking stranger, clutching your blanket tightly around you. Your scrutiny intensified as you examined him closely. The person before you was dressed in the same attire as the last time you saw Jack, but it couldn't possibly be him. Jack Kline had met his demise, so why was he standing before you now?

Your gaze wandered to the sunglasses perched on the boy's face, and you couldn't help but shake your head with a hint of amusement. You swiftly turned away, fully convinced that your need for medication was far more pressing than entertaining these unsettling hallucinations. As you made your determined exit, you could almost hear a faint chuckle from behind you.

“Leaving so soon? And here I was, hoping for some company,” the boy, or rather, the entity inhabiting the boy's body, remarked with a sly grin, his voice dripping with faux disappointment. His sunglasses hid the fiery void that should have been his eyes, concealing his true nature as he attempted to blend in.

You paused, feeling an inexplicable mix of curiosity and unease. There was something off about this whole situation, and it wasn't just the fact that you were conversing with someone who looked like Jack but couldn't possibly be him. The aura this stranger exuded was friendly yet laced with an unsettling undercurrent of something more sinister.

“Why are you here?” you asked, your voice trembling slightly despite your best efforts to maintain composure.

The boy's smile widened, revealing a veneer of friendliness that barely concealed his sadistic amusement. “Oh, I was getting dreadfully bored down in Hell. Thought I'd stretch my legs, so to speak.”

His casual tone and the way he spoke about Hell as if it were a mundane inconvenience sent a shiver down your spine. This was no ordinary encounter, and you couldn't help but wonder if your fever had conjured up this bizarre scenario.

“I'm Belphegor,” the demon chimed in, noting your dubious expression. “Just a temporary tenant, you know? This body was basically vacant real estate, so I thought, 'Why not?' I mean, squatters' rights and all,” he quipped, nonchalantly shrugging his shoulders as if discussing his choice of a new apartment. His grin remained as inscrutable as ever, a blend of friendly and utterly unsettling.

You couldn't help but raise an incredulous eyebrow at the demon's cavalier attitude. This was a new low, even for the world you lived in.

“Squatters' rights, huh?” you muttered, not sure whether to be amused or deeply disturbed by his casual demeanor. “Well, congratulations on your, uh, new accommodations.”

Belphegor chuckled, the sound a disconcerting blend of mirth and something far more alarming. “Thanks, I think it suits me. But, you know, I'm not all that bad once you get to know me,” he added with a wicked grin, as if trying to convince you that sharing a body with a demon was just a quirky and harmless coincidence.

Your instincts told you otherwise, and you couldn't help but wonder how deeply the Winchesters were embroiled in whatever bizarre deal this demon had cooked up.

“So, um,” you began, feeling a little like you were fumbling through a conversation with a distant relative you'd rather not acknowledge at a family reunion. The situation was beyond awkward, standing there face-to-face with a demon who had chosen to squat in a body you knew all too well. “Care for a drink?”

If you could, you would have rolled your eyes right then and there, but you had to maintain some semblance of composure. You knew you should be taking action, maybe calling the brothers or attempting to exorcise Belphegor, but your phone was conveniently left behind in your room, and it seemed that the universe had a thing against including demon-killing pockets in your pajamas.

Belphegor's lips curved into a wicked smile, his amusement clear despite the sunglasses concealing his eyes. “Well, aren't you the hospitable one,” he quipped, as if being invited for a drink by the friend of his borrowed body was a regular occurrence.

You couldn't help but chuckle nervously, the absurdity of the situation sinking in. “I figure if I can't beat the demon, I might as well join it for a drink,” you replied with a wry grin, attempting to keep things light, even though your mind was racing with thoughts of what to do next.

As you both made your way to the kitchen, you couldn't shake the feeling that you were walking on thin ice, navigating a situation that seemed to defy all logic. Sharing a drink with a demon in your pajamas was definitely not how you had planned to spend your day, but sometimes, but sometimes you had to improvise.

Entering the kitchen, you were determined to play it cool, all the while keeping a close eye on the boy. You grabbed a bottle of Dean's favorite liquor from the cabinet, figuring that if this was going to be a bizarre demon rendezvous, you might as well make it a memorable one.

“Here's to unexpected company,” you said with a somewhat forced cheerfulness as you poured two glasses, trying your best to hide the anxiety gnawing at your nerves.

Belphegor accepted the drink with a bemused nod, raising his glass in a mock toast. “To unlikely alliances,” he replied, his tone dripping with amusement.

While he was distracted with his drink, you seized the opportunity to grab a glass of water and discreetly pop a couple of fever-killing pills. You hoped that once the medication kicked in, the demon might just decide to take his leave, making this weird encounter nothing more than a fever-induced hallucination.

Sipping your water and pretending to engage in the odd conversation, you silently counted the minutes until the medication would hopefully bring some relief.

As the time passed, you couldn't shake the feeling that this encounter was all too real. The fever medication had begun to work its magic, and you felt a wave of dizziness wash over you, courtesy of the combination of drugs and alcohol. Your head was spinning like a top, and you realized that your attempt to blend in and have a normal conversation with a demon was spiraling into absurdity.

“So,” you slurred slightly, trying to focus your blurry gaze on Belphegor, “what's it like down there in Hell? I mean, besides the whole eternal torment thing. Do you guys have, like, a book club or a knitting circle to pass the time?”

Belphegor raised an eyebrow, his amusement evident even through those opaque sunglasses. “Well, it's not all fire and brimstone, you know,” he replied with a mock-serious tone, playing along with your bizarre line of questioning. “We do have our demon potlucks, and occasionally, a game night with some fiendishly fun board games.”

You couldn't help but giggle at the mental image of demons huddled around a Monopoly board in Hell. The combination of fever-induced delirium and the surrealness of the situation had turned the conversation into a comical farce.

“What's your favorite board game, then?” you asked, leaning in closer as if discussing board games with a demon was the most normal thing in the world.

Belphegor chuckled, his sinister amusement undiminished. “Twister,” he replied with a sly grin, and you couldn't tell if he was joking or not.

Lost in the absurdity of your conversation with the demon, you paid little attention to the strange sounds echoing through the bunker. It was as if the very walls were whispering secrets, and you chalked it up to your fevered imagination playing tricks on you.

Belphegor was in the middle of describing a particularly demon version of a summer vacation when a sudden, unexpected voice pierced through the haze of your conversation.

“Y/N” Castiel's deep voice resonated through the kitchen, his sudden appearance causing you to jump so violently that you almost knocked over your glass.

You turned to see Castiel standing in the entrance to the kitchen, his blue eyes penetrating the sunglasses-clad Belphegor with a steely gaze. The demon's expression shifted from amusement to surprise as he realized the presence of an angel.

“Castiel!” you exclaimed, your heart racing as you struggled to regain your composure. “I, uh, didn't expect to see you here.”

Belphegor's amusement seemed to wane as he met Castiel's unwavering gaze. The room fell silent, and the atmosphere shifted from surreal absurdity to a tense standoff between angel and demon.

“What does this supposed to mean?” Castiel asked, his voice steady as he approached the countertop where you were seated, sliding a blade out of his sleeve.

You quickly rose from your seat, wanting to calm the situation. The absurdity of the situation, in which you, in a pink blanket, wanted to defend a demon who could kill you with a snap of your fingers, did not reach you.

“That's Belphegor,” you stammered, your voice wavering as confusion and uncertainty welled up. You realized you had no real justification for the demon's visit. “I-I have no idea why he's here, but he's... uh, he's cool.” Trying to defend the demon only earned you doubtful glances from both Castiel and Belphegor, making this already weird situation even more confusing.

“I've got an offer that might catch the Winchesters' attention,” the demon said as he stepped forward from behind you.

Castiel's expression darkened as he confronted the demon, anger simmering just beneath the surface. “Taking Jack's body... this is desecration,” he hissed, his voice carrying the weight of his disapproval. The angel's gaze bore into Belphegor, as if willing him to understand the gravity of his actions.

You stepped in between the two, desperately trying to ease the mounting tension. “Look, I know this is... complicated,” you began, your voice trembling slightly with the weight of the situation. “But maybe Belphegor has something important. We should hear him out before we jump to conclusions.”

Belphegor, for his part, maintained his sly grin, unfazed by Castiel's anger. “I'm just a demon trying to make the best of my situation,” he chimed in, his tone almost cheerful. “Besides, the vessel was just sitting there, collecting dust. I thought it could use some fresh air, you know.”

Castiel clenched his jaw, clearly struggling to contain his frustration. “It's not about the vessel, it's about respect and dignity.”

Before Castiel could retort further, the kitchen door swung open, and Sam and Dean walked in. Their faces registered a mix of surprise and confusion as they took in the scene before them. The room was filled with a charged silence, broken only by the creak of the door.

“What's going on in here?” Dean finally asked, breaking the awkward standoff. His gaze shifted from you to Castiel and then to Belphegor, who was still wearing that boyish grin beneath those stupid sunglasses.

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cosmiic-world · 1 year

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belphegor smut

made this for some friends (cough cough @angelustful cough cough)

cw: bratty bottom belphie, some cursing, slight choking, edging (giving), overstimulation, slight dacryphilia, slight praise, degradation, mention of mistress (i hate mommy sorry not sorry), begging. basically just filthy smut <3

“i bet i could make you a bottom.” you said, taunting him.

“you wouldn’t fucking dare.” belphegor spat out, glaring at you through his messy bangs.

“oh? i wouldn’t?” you said, stepping closer to him. just by his body language you could tell he wasn’t so opposed to the thought as he might seem. “tell me,” your hand began to slowly wrap around his neck, feeling his throat contract as he gulped, “what’s stopping me? hm?”

belphegor let out a shaky exhale, his hands balled into fists at his side. it wasnt because of frustration but nervousness. “n-nothing’s stopping you..” he mumbled.

you chuckled softly, kissing down his jawline as your other hand played with the waistband of his pants, noticing his boner which was slightly poking your thigh. “seems like you’re enjoying this..” you said, your fingers ghosting over his hard on, making him whimper.

“that’s it baby, let me hear your cute noises.” you said, to which he shook his head and looked away. “no?” you looked at him in slight disbelief. “then i’ll just have to force them out of you.”

“hey, that’s what i sa- ah!” his complaint was interrupted by a moan as you palmed his cock through his pants. “n-no fair.” he seethed.

“what happened to that harsh belphie i saw earlier?” you taunted, smiling as you pulled down his pants so they pooled around his ankles, slowly stroking him through the fabric of his now painfully tight underwear.

“fuck you.” he cursed, hissing at the painfully slow friction, bucking his hips.

“ah.” you said sharply before grabbing his waisit and pushing him back against the wall, pinning him against it. “only good boys can do what they please. you haven’t earned that yet.”

“oh yeah? then what have i earned?” he challenged, starting to pant softly as the ache grew more unbearable by the second.

“punishment.” you said, pulling down his underwear and starting to stroke him, setting a slightly fast pace to which he gasped and moaned.

he rested his head against the wall, his breaths becoming shallow as your hand worked him thoroughly. “oh fuck.” he moaned.

“enjoy it while it lasts, because you won’t get any more than this.” you warned. your words didn’t even register in his head. all he was focused on was cumming.

“oh fuck, ‘m gonna-“ his words were cut off as you stopped stroking him, his eyes snapping wide open as his orgasm was stolen from him. “w-wha- no. please.”

“i told you, this is your punishment. now be a good boy and take it. you can do that for me, right?” you said, stroking him again once he had calmed down slightly.

he inhaled sharply as your hand went even faster than before, his hips stuttering slightly. “oh fuck,” he moaned out. along with slight chants of your name. he knew he wasn’t supposed to cum, but how could he resist? he couldn’t! not when your hand was twisting around his cock so deliciously, and applying pressure in all the right places and-

you looked at him with a look of disbelief, his cum splattering all over your hand and even some on your pants. “belphegor.” you said.

he opened his eyes to see you looking at him angrily. “i-i’m sorry, i just- i really wanted to cum. please forgive m- woah!” he cried out as you pumped his cock, using his own cum as lube.

“no, wait! i-it’s too much! please!” he whined and cried out as his hips were moving on their own volition, the pleasure overwhelming him. “i just came! ‘m sorry, please!!” he cried out. his hands found purchase in your shirt, clawing and oulling at it as you stroked him through the overstimulation.

“i told you not to cum. but dumb whores like you never listen.” he moaned at the degradation, his cock twitching in your hand at your words.

“please, i-i won’t do it again! i-i promise!” he said, trying to push you away but his attempts wete futile.

with your free hand, you grabbed both of his wrists and pinned his arms above his head, leaving him vulnerable.

“oh fuck! m-mistress, i’m gonna cum again!” he cried out, his hips thrusting against your hand.

“c’mon. cum for me like the little whore you are.” you said, humming softly as he whined at your words and did as you said, cumming again in your hand.

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amaya-writes · 2 years

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Obey Me Brothers Reacting To You Kissing Them/Their Neck When They're On A Call Pt 2

Part One: Lucifer, Mammon, Levi

Notes: y'all know the drill, i saw a tiktok prank and decided to do this for OM so here's pt 2

Warnings: n/a

Characters involved: Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphegor

Gender-neutral reader, you/yours

Satan

Just like Lucifer, Satan is probably on an important call when you do this. Which is why your little prank can go one of two ways.

Either he's in a playful mood and keeps you by his side while continuing the call and occasionally planting a peck or two on your lips while the other person speaks, or he gets annoyed and shakes his head at you to indicate he's actually busy.

No one would be stupid enough to actually persist after the second result, but if you do, be ready for a genuinely annoyed Satan who chastises you quite a bit.

For Satan, the line between endearment and annoyance is one that's very thin which is why you really need to read the room before you make a move.

Regardless of what he thinks, Satan will definitely be flustered and even try to get you back for your little prank, so don't be surprised if you're walking around the house on a call and suddenly get pulled into a long drawn out kiss.

He's kind enough to not say anything and let the person on the other side of your phone know what happened, but the way Satan winks and softly pecks you again before leaving is probably worse as it does nothing to quell the sudden storm of butterflies holding your stomach hostage.

Asmodeus

Thinks you want to do something dirty.

He's the avatar of lust, what did you even expect? Of course his first thought goes to some unexplored voyeurism-esque kink of yours that you want to explore.

But Asmo is quick to realise the sly little smile on your lips is more innocent and playful than lustful, which is why he simply tugs you to his side and casually continues the call while occasionally kissing you through it.

Even if he was having a serious discussion Asmo doesn't really care, after all, he's done worse things while on a call. (no I will not explain this).

If you still persist and try to distract or annoy him with affection, it really just backfires since Asmodeus is quick to flip the situation and try and make you flustered.

"You can do whatever you want, love, but don't blame me if my editors hear you scream for me."

He might come off as smooth, but it's very easy to flip the situation. After all, Asmo's always willing to have you on top of him.

The only way he'd actually get mad is if he was doing a serious call and saying something important and you kissed him, but even then he just sends you a glare and keeps you by his side so that he can ensure you don't try anything till he's done with the call.

Overall, Asmo's probably the only one who would receive your prank well regardless of the circumstance.

Beelzebub

This oblivious baby-

Beel really doesn't think much about your prank, he just presumes you wanted a little affection which is why you decided to kiss him.

At first, it seems like he's unaffected but once Beel's done with his call he'll turn to you with a small smile and ask if you wanted affection and offer to cuddle.

He doesn't really get that it's a prank, since Beel tends to just randomly kiss or hug you whenever he feels like it so he thinks you're doing the same thing.

If you do mention it was supposed to be a prank/you wanted to see how he would react then he's just genuinely confused because why would he ever be angry if you kissed him?

Beelzebub is honestly just too understanding and sweet to really get annoyed over such things.

If somehow you do decide to do this prank during the off occasion that something serious is going on, which probably just means one of his brothers was injured/Belphie got caught up in a fight, then Beel finds your action more comforting than annoying.

Belphegor

Belphie doesn't really do calls, so you best expect that if you ever catch him on the phone something is either terribly wrong or Lucifer decided to annoy him inform him of something that is in dire need of his attention.

If the situation is the former, then Belphegor's menacing aura will be enough to scare you off and swap out your playfulness for concern.

But if it's the latter, then Belphie will be happy to have you distract him from his brother's droning complaints.

When you first joined him on the bed to plant a quick but passionate kiss on his lips you had expected at least a bit of visible annoyance if not a pillow thrown in your face.

However, what you hadn't anticipated was the sly smirk that tugged on his lips as Belphie pulled you down in his lap and all but made out with you.

He doesn't even bother moving the phone away because he wants Lucifer to hear the small whine you let out as he kisses you like his life depends on it.

"Sorry Lucifer, my baby was being needy."

Doesn't even care that Lucifer called the two of you to his office and gave you an earful of what is and isn't appropriate behaviour when on the call. In fact, that only heightens his smugness.

You can't even say anything because Belphie is quick to throw you under the bus and say he was simply satisfying your needs.

It's safe to say you never think of pulling such pranks on Belphegor. Unless, of course, you are needy.

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scorchingbread · 6 months

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Starry Lights

Belphegor x gn! Mc ☁️

Just a lil (very short) headcanon since it's gotten colder

Warnings: none that I can think of, please let me know if I missed anything :)

While seasons weren't as prominent of a thing in the devildom as they were in the overworld, one thing was for sure. It definitely did get colder. Now the nights you spent outside to watch the stars with your boyfriend were just impractical because you both ended up shivering messes outside.

To rectify this situation you got something. A little lamp that projected stars on the ceiling. Now, it might be a little childish to others, but to you it was sentimental. You couldn't help but have your heart melt at how Belphegor's eyes lit up at the possibility of looking at stars while being in the comfort of bed at the same time. And now you both get to lay in a warm bed cuddling, under the starry lights.

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married-to-google-translater · 2 years

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Belphegor fluffy headcanon

More than half the time Belphie is really cute.

But the other half of the time he's an annoying burdock who doesn't want to let you go.

You are now Belphie's favorite pillow.

He usually sneaks into your bed during the night.

Because of this, waking up in the morning becomes difficult.

1) Belphie is warm and you wouldn't be able to get up.

2) Belphie can be really heavy and it is difficult to move him.

You should get a crowbar next to your bed.

Belphie usually likes hugs.

They are wonderfully warm.

Belphie holds your hand whenever she happens to be awake.

When Belphie is sleepy the kisses are quick and short.

When he is awake they are long and passionate.

Preferably he kisses you in front of Lucifer.

Because he have to annoy Lucifer in every possible (and impossible) way.

Belphie doesn't care if he's a big spoon or a small spoon.

The most important thing is to be close to you.

Sometimes Beel also joins in the hug moment.

Sleeping together under the stars is common.

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simplyycherry · 1 year

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No mentions of any gender ☆

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〰︎Belphegor〰︎

Belphie smells like vanilla x lavender.

Belphie likes going on walks with you.

Belphie has a lots of blankets. Fuzzy ones.

Belphie dreams a lot about Mc.

Belphie loves the sound of Mc's voice.

Belphie is extremely cuddly and clingy when sleeping. The second you move away from him, he wakes up and pulls you back to him.

Belphie is mostly not asleep if MC is around.

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imagineanime2022 · 8 months

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Married Life With The Brothers

Lucifer X Reader, Mammon X Reader, Leviathan X Reader, Satan X Reader, Asmodeus X Reader, Beelzebub X Reader, Belphegor X Reader

Requested: Anon

Request: Can you do ‘married life’ headcannons with the obey me brothers?

Lucifer

📚 You are his biggest pride and joy, he literally uses your marital status as a way to tease anyone around him especially if he was amongst the first to get married. 📚 He’s always busy so he values the time that you spend together, even if you were just sitting in his office while he was working, you didn’t have to be helping him, you could be doing something else entirely but it was enough that you were there. 📚 You were the only other person that he trusted to look after his brothers when he was otherwise occupied. 📚 He’d talk to you about a lot of things and any stresses he had he’d talk to you about them and even run through solutions. 📚 Calls you sweetheart or darling usually, if he’s using your given name you’ve probably done something wrong and you should be thinking of a way to apologise. 📚 Literally throws the brothers out of the house on your anniversary so that you guys can celebrate uninterrupted (Solomon and Simeon dread that time of the years because they end up babysitting the man children) 📚 Arguments weren’t common but they did happen, given the fact that he could be quite prideful and possessive you clashed about things often. 📚 When you get sick he’ll make sure that you stay in your shared room so that he can make sure that you are actually resting and taking your medicine. He hates it when you're sick so he’ll do whatever he can to make sure that you get better in no time. 📚 If you think he’s bad when you get sick, you better hope that you never get hurt, no matter who happened to be involved the punishment will be the same (the only person that seemed to get away with it was Diavolo) 📚 You would be the person that people go to if they wanted to soften the blow of some bad news, they claimed that he was better at accepting it from him. 📚 He opens the door for you and carries things for you when you are together. 📚 While he does think that his brothers are all the childish antics that he needs he’s not against having kids. 📚 Probably the easiest to share a bed with… Well when he’s actually in it, adapts to you but will always have an arm wrapped around you. 📚 You guys are most like an old married couple, Lucifer is so careful with you, when people saw you together it was like you had been together your whole life and there was nothing that anyone could do to tear you apart.

Mammon

💳 Everyone thinks you an actual legend for tying down the most tsundere brother, literally no one knows how you did it. That's only because they didn’t see how caring he was when there was no one else around. 💳 You're the only person that Mammon would actually tell his real feelings to, when things with his brother got too much he’d find you bury his face in your neck and mumbled about how mean his brothers were. 💳 He’ll really appreciate it if you're probably his biggest defender, you always congratulate him on his achievements and thank him for all the small things he does. 💳 Always holding your hand, that way he can make sure that you're not in danger. 💳 The first person to speak up if someone says something about you that he doesn’t agree with, it will make himself the loudest person in the room just so that everyone is listening to what he is saying. 💳 Will come to you with a different get rich quick scheme every week, that’s probably the biggest cause of arguments between the two of you. 💳 People know when you're arguing because Mammon looks like a kicked puppy and often causes more trouble than usual. 💳 Everytime he did anything romantic he’d be blushing the whole time. 💳 You’ve spoken about kids on many occasions and he’d definitely be open to having them if you wanted them. 💳 Shopping sprees all the time, he’ll buy you anything that you want and if you're not someone who typically talks about things that you want, he watches to see if there’s anything that you move towards or spend a little longer looking at. 💳 Your anniversary plans solely depend on who planned it, because you will always do something else that the other will enjoy so sometimes you end up with Mammon at a casino somewhere or he’d take you on a nice night out. 💳 He’s clingy when he sleeps, he’ll wrap himself around you or lay across you depending on how you sleep. 💳 People will often tell you everything that they need to tell Mammon so he can’t claim that they never told him or that he didn’t know and any family plans are more likely to be honoured when you drag him to them. 💳 Don’t expect him to know what to do if you get sick, he’ll try his best but if he gets sick expect a whiny child who needs constant attention. 💳 You guys always seem like you are just married, you learn something new about each other or yourselves everyday, even his brothers had to admit that you just seemed unbelievably happy together.

Leviathan

🎮 Cutest otaku love story of the century but let's be honest you would have to put in all the work because he honestly doesn’t believe that he’s worth it. 🎮 You’ll probably have to instigate a lot of the loving gestures at first but he’ll reciprocate, forehead kisses and cuddles while gaming are very common. 🎮 He hides behind you when he’s fighting with his brothers but any other danger and he makes sure that you're behind him (even if he’s not sure that he can protect you… He can.) 🎮 Ruri-chan is part of the marriage, no room for debate, she's like the child you didn’t birth. 🎮 Still calls you Henry all the time, to be honest your marriage continues much like your friendship and dating lives had. 🎮 Anniversaries consist of him actually leaving the room for you, what you do will always vary but if you want to go somewhere that’s the only day that he won’t argue with you. 🎮 If you argue it’s probably about his spending habits and it’s more like scolding a child as he grumbles about being about to do whatever he wants with his money. Then he pulls out something that he bought for you. 🎮 If the argument goes on for too long he just assumes that you're filing for a divorce and that's a whole other problem to sort out. 🎮 He’ll have his head on your chest most nights, with his tail wrapped around your leg, he’ll love it if you wrap an arm around his shoulder and keep him close. 🎮 He’ll keep you in his room away from his brothers if you're sick, he’ll bring everything to you and even ask Lucifer for help if he really needed to. 🎮 No one ever knows where Levi is and he very rarely answers his messages unless they are from you so people will send you with information that they need to give him because they know that he’ll listen to you. 🎮 You guys never really talked about kids and if you ended up having any it would definitely be an accident, Levi would be worried all the time but he’s one of the most loving fathers out there. 🎮 You guys are the kind of married that people often mistake for best friends, you fit well together and are rarely apart.

Satan

🐈 Satan is a romantic deep down and when you started dating his end goal was marriage, I can’t say that anyone who really knew him was surprised. 🐈 It takes far more for Satan to get angry at you, and tries his hardest not to allow his demon form to come out but there are still moments that it happens. 🐈 Does not engage in petty argument, if he doesn’t think that it’s worth it he’ll let you rant your way through your anger before talking through it once you calmed down. 🐈 When you truly argue, everyone literally leaves the house, they don’t want to be around and they don’t come back until it’s sorted, the only person that will brave it is Lucifer (that’s usually if it’s gone on too long or results in a rampage from Satan). 🐈 When you get sick Satan knows what’s wrong and how to fix it, he’ll spend most of his time reading to you and making sure that you're getting better and not worse. 🐈 Satan doesn’t move much in his sleep but he knows if you move away from him and he’ll reach his tail out to make sure that you're okay, your bodies don’t have to touch but his tail will always be in contact with you. 🐈 Satan is the type of person to tell you that he doesn’t want kids but if you fall pregnant, he will not let you get rid of the baby and he’ll honestly be an amazing Dad. Smart, strong and protective or his little one. 🐈 Always has plans for you anniversary because he listens to you, he always remembers where you want to go, what you want from a shop so he can go back when you're not with him. 🐈 Loves to teach you things and to learn things from you, so where you are from different realms with different customs there is no shortage of knowledge to be shared. 🐈 Note down all the things that you don’t like no matter what it is, food, colours, style of clothes, he makes sure that you never have to come into contact with them if you don’t want to. 🐈 Protective, no matter what you can do for yourself, he doesn’t like having other demons around you, so he never leaves you alone with them, he just doesn’t trust them. 🐈 Random text messages about what book you're going to read together next. 🐈 Cats come with no arguments. 🐈 Everyone knows that you are going to be together forever, you are the person that Satan turned soft for, the only person he turned soft for.

Asmodeus

💅 No one expected him to get married but here he was married and to a human no less. 💅 Asmo doesn’t see you as anything apart from his amazing spouse and he will tell anyone the same thing. 💅 Asmo is probably one of the easiest brother’s to be married to, all of the others cause their own trouble but asmo is very rarely the centre of anything that happens to the brothers, he’s just swept up in everything afterwards. 💅 Continues to be a tease long after you are married so be ready for that. 💅 Your arguments are usually because someone was flirting with him and he entertained them instead of telling them he was married. 💅 Though this happens a lot less the longer that you are married to by about 6 months in arguments are a rare occurrence. 💅 Anniversaries are big nights out or shopping sprees followed by spa nights. 💅 Asmo doesn’t really mind how you sleep but he prefers being the little spoon or wrapped around you in some capacity. 💅 Loves to do your nails and if you’ll allow him to he makes it a mini date every week giving your hand and nails the treatment that they deserve. 💅 When you get sick he knows what to do and he’s ready to look after you, everyone thinks that he’d shy away from it but he loves you and will do anything for you (he will still whine about some things once you're better but he’ll be there the whole time). 💅 He’d love to have kids with you, he’d be worried about whatever gender they are since he doesn’t know that he’ll be about to parent them properly but with how caring and gentle he is he has nothing to worry about, he’s probably going to spoil them a little bit though (a lot). 💅 Always texting you for outfit advice and will provide the same for you, though he prefers an in person fashion show for the most accurate opinion. 💅 Has no problem with PDA, will show you that he loves you no matter where you are or who’s watching. 💅 You share clothes… He steals your clothes so you steal his and it continues like that for the rest of you married life. 💅 You guys are the hot couple that everyone wishes that they were, there have been a few demons that have tried to ruin your marriage but you both love each other too much for that to ever work.

Beelzebub

🍔 No one expected Beel to get married if only because he never seemed to understand the finer details of most things, however he knew that he loved you and that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with you (and Belphie). 🍔 You guys literally never argue, but it can be hard to understand him sometimes. If you've ever been around a mildly autistic child he’s a little like that, he knows what he’s feeling and what he’s talking about but you have to decode it for yourself sometimes. 🍔 He’ll share any and all food that he has, especially if he hasn’t seen you eat that day, he gets worried so he feeds you. 🍔 He’ll carry you everywhere and he’ll carry anything for you no questions asked. 🍔 Dedicated to you and only you, there is no one else that could turn his head, not even for a second, he’s looking at you and talking about how much he loves you. 🍔 Will kiss you wherever he wants, whenever he wants, Lucifer is often telling him it’s not appropriate and to wait until he's back in his room. 🍔 Anniversary means going to a new restaurant and trying everything on the menu, while laughing and talking about anything and everything that comes to mind or cooking it the kitchen at home. 🍔 He sleeps on his back and he’ll just have you laying over him, he literally doesn’t care but he will notice when your not there, he’ll wait a moment before coming to find you but when he does come to find you it usually results in a midnight snack. 🍔 He’s your biggest supporter no matter what you are doing. 🍔 Will jump in front of you at the first sign of danger no matter what it is, he gets genuinely upset if you get hurt. 🍔 When you get sick he doesn’t know what to do the first time, so he ask Belphie and Lucifer so that he could properly look after you, after the first time though he was ready and he stayed with you no matter what. 🍔 Would love to have kids, he’d be amazing at keeping them entertained, however disciplining them would be all you, they’d literally shed one tear and he’d be giving them whatever he told them that they couldn’t have. 🍔 You two are and will forever be a couple of teenagers running around laughing together and enjoying time that you have together, no matter how long your together or where your life takes you.

Belphegor

💤 Everyone is mildly confused because he is barely awake to know someone well enough to marry them but he chose and proposed to you and you said yes. 💤 You spend most of your time as his pillow, you’d be reading or doing your own thing while he sleeps and when he wakes up, you're both getting into some kind of trouble. 💤 Literally drags you into all of the plans that he makes to annoy Lucifer, you married him, you said until death do us part and he absolutely took that to heart. 💤 You guys don’t argue much because he does not entertain an argument at all, he’s easily angered so an argument consists of you saying something he doesn’t like, he disappears only for you to wake up cradled in his arms. 💤 Kisses you in public because sometimes he needs to remind people that you are taken but it has the added bonus of angering Lucifer as well. 💤 He looks after you while you're sick, he knows what he’s doing and he makes sure to keep the others away from you while you get better. 💤 Anniversaries are you stargazing or just spending time together without all of the others ruining it. 💤 You are the only person that can wake him up with no consequences, he’ll usually just steal kisses from you and try to distract you from the reason you came to wake him in the first place. 💤 Belphie never really cared about having kids, he’d be happy if you had them but he’d also be happy if it was just the two of you for the rest of your lives. 💤 He doesn’t move that much in his sleep and he won’t be woken up if you do. It doesn't bother him whether you want to lay over him or not, most nights though he’ll be the one falling asleep on you. 💤 Has a different ringtone for you, one that actually wakes him up so if you need him you can always reach him. 💤 Talks to you about everything, he spends a lot of time talking through feelings that he has, since he tends not to want to bother Beel and expects the others to laugh at him. He’d be okay if you talked through everything that you felt with him as well. 💤 You guys are the mostly quiet couple, you’d be happy on your own, you don’t need to world to know that you love each other, just each other, that is enough.

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zantheex · 2 years

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- Warning 18+ Minors do not interact -

Pillow Humping

You had gone back to the human world for a couple days to take care of a few problems but back in devildom it seems u weren’t the only one having problems Belphie was so desperate that he just couldn’t wait until till you get back so instead he took his favorite pillow and imagined it was you taking all of him in

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angelltheninth · 3 months

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Making a Pillow Fort with Belphegor

Pairing: Belphegor x Reader

Tags: fluff, established relationship, cuddles, literal sleeping together, pillow fight

A/N: I used to do build pillow forts with my friends a lot when I was a kid. Kinda miss doing that.

If he's gonna stay in his bedroom all day then you at least have to make it fun

Was about to complain about you suddenly taking all his best pillows and blankets until he noticed how you're arraigning them

Belphegor has never thought of building a pillow fort before, seemed like too much work all by himself when he could sleep in his comfy bed instead

Although he can see the benefits here, it's warm and cozy, almost intimate when you actually enter and find yourselves close together

He didn't notice until now that you've brought your own pillows too

A mix of both of you, maybe not the last thing you'll make together

The next fort needs to be even bigger he decides, one where you can watch movies in, or do your homework together, a even more private spot just for the two of you

Hidden away from the rest of the world he almost feels like there's a weight lifted off his shoulders

There's no need for him to try to be something or someone he's not

If all he wants is to cuddle up and sleep next to you then by all means he can do it and won't scold him for being tired because you know he can work hard when he wants to

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onyxibsidian · 2 years

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A little wake up (drabble)

*Belphegor x Reader/MC * 18+ (MDNI/NSFW) * Belphie thought it was going to be a good idea to catch a quick nap before you came back from class, he gets woken up with a little surprise. * Powerbottom!Belphegor, Switch (Sub lean)!Reader, Somnophilia, unprotected sex, teasing, light dirty talk.

*A/n: Let me know if you all would like more short drabbles like this please!

Belphegor thought it was a great idea to catch a nap before you came from class.

He wanted to attempt to be awake for you at least. You are the only other person he cares about besides his brothers (sometimes..). You always were happy to take naps with him or let him take naps in your room. He fond himself drawn to you and finally got the courage to ask you out and fearing the worst, he hid away until you managed to convince him you said yes and that you liked him back.

Belphie was happy and nearly was always found sleeping in your room from then on. Never ever sleeping in his own room any more. So today he helped himself to you bed and fell asleep. He would always get the best dreams when he rested in your bed, Always having sweet dreams when he was surrounded by your stuff.

So when he felt someone on top of him, he wanted to open his eyes to see but froze when he heard a soft moan. “F-fuck belphie…” It was you sweet voice reaching his ears, his bottoms were pulled down and he could feel your tight cunt wrapped around his cock. The slow bounce of your hips rocked your bed slowly, the sound of squeaks filling his ears. He tries to bite back a moan but you felt so good around him, the way your moans sounded and how you were clenching around him already had his head spinning.

“Belphie…” He feels you place your hands on his chest to steady yourself, your pace picking up. Belphegor lets out a deep groan, bucking his hips up into yours. He raises his hands to your hips, slowly opening his eyes to see your fucked out stated.

“You’re such a slutty girl y/n…using my body while i’m sleeping..” You whimper as Belphie takes over. He grips your hips as he starts pounding into you from below, allowing moans to fall pitifully from your lips.

Belphie takes a hand to tease your clit, “Hmm?..You gonna cum? You gonna cum y/n?..” You nod at his teasing words, feeling yourself being brought closer to the edge. Belphegor groans as he feels himself getting closer until his hips stilled. He lets out a broken moan as he spills his cum deep into you. You let out a cry of pleasure as you flop forward onto his chest.

The two of you lay as you catch your breaths. Belphie gives you a kiss on your cheek earning a soft smile from you. He smirks as he whispers in your ear.

“When you catch your breath, we’re going for a round 2~. I’m not tired yet~”

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zzzlevislothzzz · 2 years

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Rip, cause he hates you-

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amaya-writes · 2 years

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The Obey Me Brothers And Their Worst Nightmares Pt 3 (Beel and Belphie)

Part 1: Lucifer and Mammon Part 2: Levi, Satan and Asmo Part 3: Beel and Belphie

Notes: It took me way longer than expected to get this part out.

Warnings: death in Beel's, also graphic descriptions of blood and injuries

Characters involved: Beelzebub, Belphegor

Beelzebub

The battle was more intense than they had thought. Angels and humans alike dropped like flies across the bloodied battlefield as the divine beings fought over their principles.

Minutes and hours blurred into one another as time itself seemed to come to a stop.

Beelzebub had long lost sight of his siblings, with the onslaught of angels attacking them forcefully splitting the eight angels apart.

Thankfully, their connection allowed Beel and Belphie to remain together even as foes kept them at an arm's distance, with his brother's mop of dark blue hair never quite leaving his line of sight.

Their proximity helped calm Beelzebub's racing heart even as he fought one enemy after another. However, the sense of calmness was quickly replaced with trepidation the second he felt his stomach drop.

The feeling had him turning on his feet as Beel sought out his brother's face in the crowd of enemies, with his fear only worsening once he saw Belphie's face, and the sword pointed directly at it.

However, that one horror didn't seem to be enough for fate, for beyond Belphegor's shoulder Beelzebub noticed their beloved sister Lilith turning her back towards an archer with a perfect shot at her heart.

His reaction was almost automatic, with Beel's feet dragging his body towards the archer in question before he could think twice.

Before he could realise that while the arrow aimed for his sister wasn't airborne yet, the sword pointed at his brother's neck certainly was real.

He thought that he could save them, save her. Yet as Beelzebub watched his spear drive through the archer's chest, his stomach only dropped further, for he had been too late.

The arrow had been fired, and just as he had predicted, hit its mark perfectly.

The wound was enough to have Lilith fall to her knees as her right wing all but ripped from the top, causing it to break and create a sudden imbalance that had her tumbling further until Beelzebub could only watch as his flightless sister fell over the edge.

A raw scream echoed around their part of the battlefield, yet even as horror and dread painted his face Beelzebub couldn't help but whirl on his feet, for that guttural yell of pain hadn't come from him.

It had come from Belphegor.

Belphie, who he could have saved but hadn't. Belphie, who had turned to him for help knowing that Beel of all people was the one he could rely on to save him.

Belphie, who now fell to the ground on his knees with his hands clutching at the gash across the front of his throat, a wound so deep that the hot blood gushing from it began to drip past Belphie's elbows to pool near his feet.

As tears slipped past his eyes, Beelzebub couldn't do anything but watch as his twin brother's light began to fade.

He couldn't do anything but lock his eyes with a pair so awfully similar to his, a pair of eyes that too pooled with tears and blood as Belphegor took his final breaths.

Beelzebub had been given a choice that day. A choice to save one of his siblings from a cruel death or watch them both die. Yet in his pursuit to create another option, one that was impossible, Beelzebub had condemned himself to the worst possible outcome of that situation.

He had lost both Belphie and Lilith.

And it was all Beelzebub's fault.

Belphegor

He was there again.

The attic room felt almost suffocating as Belphegor gazed around, noticing how all the little changes that had been made over the past few weeks, things like new plushies or a lack of clutter, had all been reversed.

Almost as if it had all been a dream, as if Belphegor had never escaped the attic in the first place.

The thought made a deeply unsettling feeling take root within his chest as he sat up from the bed, allowing himself to take in everything in the room.

Everything including the seemingly modified far wall. A wall that was made of glass.

However, it was not that change that had Belphegor scrambling back until the back of his knees hit the bed, no, it was what he could see past the glass wall.

He was in the living room.

Or rather, he was able to see the living room.

Usually, such a sight would have made him feel better, but instead the ability to watch his brothers interact with one another and act like everything was fine, like their youngest brother wasn't missing, hurt beyond what he could comprehend.

The worst part was being able to see Beel.

He didn't know how he had expected his brothers to react, but it certainly wasn't with nonchalance.

Throughout his time in the attic, Belphie had never quite felt as alone and desperate to get out as he did at that moment, with the sudden change causing him to sink back onto his bed.

His absence didn't matter. His brothers didn't care about him.

Beel didn't care about him.

The realization drove Belphegor to try and escape his situation, throwing one item after the other at the glass wall aimlessly and watching as the structure remained intact without a single crack.

There was no way to escape, no way to return to his family.

And even if he could return, was there any point? Would his brothers rejoice at the return of their brother who was wronged, or wish for him to go back to where he came from?

Perhaps, Belphegor was always meant to be alone.

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