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usernu11 · 1 year

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Please Believe Me

Belphegor betrayed his brothers, he betrayed the lasting memory of his late sister, but more importantly; he betrayed you.

warnings* mentions of death; chapter 16 spoilers

tags* gn!reader, no pronouns mentioned, not proof read, angst, possible ooc belphegor

notes* this has been cooking up for weeks as a concept but got an opportunity to post due to an event goin on over on twitter

The thing that Belphegor feared the most was the possibility of you hating him.

You knew this for a fact; it's not like he made it hard to figure out anyway. He was insensately clingy when it came to you; always needing to be around you, touching you in some sort of way no matter how nicely you tried to tell him off. He was scared that you'd push him away for good; he needed to make sure that he was able to stay by your side. You knew this, the reason behind it, and yet. It pissed you off to no end.

He was scared? Belphegor, a powerful demon in his own right despite being the youngest, was scared of you? It was as if nothing had happened, as if it was always like everyone was always a big happy family. Even the rest of the brothers, they moved on as if it was nothing. You made a pact with him, got power over him, so that was it right? Everything was good, right?

"Belphegor, I'm trying to sleep." It was always when you were seconds away from drifting to sleep that Belphegor found himself wandering into your room and sliding into your bed. You were used the some of the brothers, mainly Mammon, cuddling up next to you at unreasonable times of the night. However, you always found yourself relaxing after waking up from their intrusion and drifting right back to dream land a little warmer and safer than before. That was never the case with Belphegor.

"Then go to sleep." The demons lithe fingers make their way around your waist, the tips digging into the fabric of your pajamas. The skin underneath where his hands lay raise and shivers at the contact. You wish he wouldn't get so close to you, you wish he would use his hands to make contact with you.

Your body always seizes and trembles when he's around but your temperature drops and your neck aches when you feel his hands on you. You know he can feel your body rejecting his entire being, and yet he still insists on this nightly ritual.

Sleep almost never comes until he forces it onto you, voice inches away as he sleepily chastises you about your poor sleeping habits. You only feel a sense of peace when his voice starts to feel farther and farther away until you think you're alone in your bed once more.

The first time it happened you were skeptically surprised that you hadn't dreamt about the awful memories of you meeting your end. You had tried to convince yourself that maybe you were overthinking the whole thing, that maybe you were suppose to have moved on and forgiven Belphegor. It took two more nights before you wised up, reminding yourself that these were demons; they might seem like family to you, but they were demons through and through.

You always woke up dreaming of the brothers. You woke up just when they all smiled at you, drowning you in love and comforting you awake. Your chest felt warm, but your mind was always icy cold. He was always there, in the background with a guilty look on his face. He was always murmuring apologies in between all of the ruckus, barely heard above the rest of the words flooding your senses.

Both you and Belphegor knew that he didn't deserve to be in those dreams and yet he conjured them up with himself in them anyway.

A coward, that's what you thought of him after the third night. You always glared at him when the dream appeared, never focusing on the brothers surrounding you and begging for your attention; you always look at him as you felt yourself start to awaken, judging and filled with complicated feelings. He stopped apologizing around that time, always looking down towards the ground and avoiding your anger filled gaze.

Tonight was suppose to be no different, and yet you awoke feeling sick. Your head was fuzzy, your chest felt dead cold and your pajamas were soaked in a thin layer of sweat that covered your skin. What unsettled you the most was Belphegor clutching you tight, your back was against his chest and both his arms kept you captive on your side within the bed.

Your brain wasn't working properly and you immediately could feel a sense of panic start to ripple throughout your body. You took deep, long breathes and held them for as long as you were able before restarting the process; you didn't want to break down, not while the person who was causing you the distress was right there. You go through your breathing ritual until you're able to make your body listen to you, a shaky hand slowly making its way towards your face in an attempt to rub the blurriness out of your eyes.

It's raining, you belatedly notice after a loud thunder strike breaks your concentration and makes it hard to breathe again. Suffocating, the entire situation was nothing but suffocating. Seeing as how it was still dark and the usual chatter from the brothers coming from the dining hall wasn't present, you must have woken up too early. Too early for Belphegor to have unwrapped himself from you, too early for the lie of a comforting nights sleep to play in your dreams.

A weak, pathetic whimper escapes before you're able to reign it in but it was just all too much. Of course you weren't sleeping well, of course the coward in your bed wasn't just trying to pathetically apologize in a roundabout way. Who did he think he was, your savior? The knight in shining armor shielding you from the horrors he caused? Did he think you would appreciate his efforts?

Too much, it was just all too much and you were sick of trying to accommodated his needs. Your body goes into a state of panic as you desperately try to wriggle out of Belphegors' grasp, tears are rolling down your cheeks and making the pillow supporting your head uncomfortably damp.

His hands only seem to tighten their hold on you.

"Let go you piece of shit, I said let me go!" You know he's awake, you know he's aware of everything he's done to you and yet he just can't let you go and it hurts. More than anything else it hurts. You're sobbing now, feet feebly kicking him in an attempt to get him to move; you know it's not going to work either way, if anything your kicks hurt you more than they do him. "W-Why are you doing this to me? Why can't you just l-leave me the fuck alone. I want nothing to do with you, B-Belphegor." His name feels like lead to say and you have to force it out while holding back the urge to vomit. "I d-don't want to be close with you, I don't want to forgive you. I don't w-want to like you. I ha-"

A sudden crushing tug against your stomach cuts you off, it makes you go dizzy as your mind visualizes the worst of situations. You don't want to die without getting it all out, without making him suffer just as much as you have.

"-rry." You can barely hear his words under the rapid beats of your heart that seem to come straight from inside your head. You don't want to listen to what he has to say. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry, so please don't-" His arms loosen their grip on you, trembling hands lay resting against your stomach in a weak attempt to soothe the pain. You don't want to recognize the fear in his words, the trembling of his entire body; none of it, you don't want to process any of it.

"Shut up. S-shut up, I know you don't mean it. I know you're not saying t-that to me." You take the chance to rip out of his hold and crawl over the the farthest side of the bed; you rest your body against the cold wall, knees resting against your chest as you sit against it. Your eyes try and focus on the floor ahead of you, anything to get away from the situation, away from the emotions, away from him.

Belphegor makes an attempt to sit up and move towards you but stops as soon as he sees your huddled figure. He does nothing but stare for awhile, the sound of rain rapping against the window fills the room and fills it with a warped sense of calm. Even the thunder is a welcome inclusion; it helps block out the thoughts that refuse to leave you alone. It's as soon as your breathing is under control and the sweat gathered on your skin feels cold and gross that Belphegor feebly says your name.

"Is it the guilt? That you killed the last of what remains of your sister? Or maybe it's the looks your brothers gave you while they sobbed and cradled my dead body." You can't help the bite that edges your words, you're just left with nothing but anger at it all after the fear takes a back seat.

"That's-" He pauses, processing his words before he speaks again. "It's not just them. I regret what I did to you and I regret the pain I caused them."

A dry laugh leaves your mouth. "You sure don't act like it. You never listen to me, your torment me day and and out and you have the audacity to say you regret it. You don't even know me."

"I want to know you!" He suddenly screams at you, voice dripping with desperation. It unsettles you and the raise in volume makes you flinch; something he doesn't fail to notice. "Sorry, I'm sorry I just-" A breathe shaky and what sounds to be a sniffle. "I don't want to ruin it. What you have with them."

"Bullshit." You're glaring at him now, eyes barely able to make since of his features in the dark of the room. "They already forgave you, hell, they never stopped seeing you as their precious younger brother. The only one who hasn't forgiven you is me. Not once have you been honest with me. Not then, not in those dumb dreams and not even now."

Another flash of thunder passes and illuminates the room for just a brief second. You wish it hadn't, you wish you weren't looking at him as it happened.

You wish you didn't see the tears, didn't recognize the pained expression, didn't empathize with the torment that wracked him.

"I was scared. You were so nice, my brothers really seemed to like you as well. You came to me with innocent intentions, a pure soul and heart. I started to want to get to know you, I started to see you as something other than just a disgusting human." You want to block out the sounds of his sobbing, you want to block out his pain and pretend like you don't care in the slightest. "I took it out on you. I regret it. I'm sorry. I'm so-sor-" His voice breaks as he finally gives into the tears.

You wanted to hurt him, tell him everything he didn't wish was true when he's at his lowest. You hate him.

You hate him so much you uncurl yourself and move away from the wall.

You hate him enough to wipe away his years.

You hate how he crumbles at your touch.

You hate how you understand the 'why' behind his actions.

You hate how you don't hate him in the slightest.

You hate how you know how much he regrets it, how desperate he is in trying to show you how much he cares about you. You know he's hypervigilant when it came to how you reacted to him, how he knew to give you space but was deathly afraid of you pushing him away for good. He made you mad, he made you angrier than you've ever been in your life. He killed you and you will never forgive him for it.

You're aware of this and yet you care. Deep down you find yourself trying your hardest to understand and to not reject him because he was hurt, he was hurt and he hurt you in return. He's ignorant, he felt betrayed and he was alone. You'll never forgive him, he knows this. It's a permanent scar that will always linger between the both of you.

"You scare me. No matter how much I try and block it out my mind remembers how it felt to die. It remembers who did it to me." Your hands are covered in his tears and snot and you have half a mind to not comment on how gross it makes you. "I just want to process it and overcome that fear. I know you're trying to help but you're being selfish about it. If I say I need space then please give it to me."

Belphegor all but nods, heavy head leaning into your hands as if savoring the small amount of contact you've allowed him. You can't help but let out a sigh. "I really don't trust you very much. But I'll try, so can you try for my sake as well?"

"I will. I promise I will. Please believe me, just this once." His voice sounds weak and small and the way he's slouched makes him look like a little kid getting scolded by their parent.

It looks a little endearing. Just a little.

ao3 *** about me

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pawtisserie-0022 · 11 months

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💙Obey Me Headcannons + OC💙

Lucifer

He has a peacock tail in demon form and I refuse to believe otherwise

He preens his wings regularly but you'll often find his black feathers littering the House of Lamentations during certain parts of the year

He resists the urge to pet every dog he sees, big dogs? Yes. Little dogs? Yes, he likes all dogs but Cerberus is his favorite ofc

Sometimes you'll find him outside after he's finished with his work in the late hours of the night, seemingly talking to himself, but it feels more like he's talking to the Moon

Mammon

Surrender all of your shinies to him immediately he wants all of them, that a new shiny bracelet? It's his now. New sparkly necklace? Gone. Pretty hair clip you go recently? Do you even need to ask

He has a shiny object from all of his brothers as a keepsake, even one from Satan, who knows how he got it

Kleptomania™ your items are not safe

HATES magpies, he doesn't know why he just doesn't like magpies. He thinks they're jerks

Leviathan

When he found out about the existence of Hatsune Miku trough a Ruri-Chan collab he became a Miku fan too (Ruri-Chan is still forever tho)

Handcrafted cosplays out the wahzoo, expert craftsmanship, Asmodeus seems to really like this side of him

He made his own Ruri-Chan plushie, spent like 3 days on it because everything had to be perfect

You WILL cosplay with him, no ifs, ands or buts, PUT ON THE DRESS.

Satan

All of his bookmarks are cat themed or cat related

Sebastian Michaelis' best friend™

Sometimes, he has an inexplicable urge to bask in daylight for seemingly no actual reason other than it seems like a really appealing, sometimes he'll join Belphegor when he's sleeping in the sun

If you throw a cucumber at him he'll jump at least 5 feet into the air before yelling at you

Asmodeus

Owns an abhorrent amount of makeup, all of which will be going on your face

Who needs acrylic nails with claws like that? Girl bye

Unironically listens to Barbie Girl while doing his makeup, everyone can hear it in the morning,

He's a Mettaton kinnie trough and trough, he's got the glamor, the confidence, the bloodlust, the power, I wouldn't be surprised if he owned a pair of thigh hight hot pink heeled boots

Beelzebub

A very large, hungry, affectionate puppy

When he found out that humans make popcorn bags almost the size of a full grown man he BEGGED Lucifer to please get one for the next movie night

He got his popcorn in the end and was extremely happy about it, insert happy bear noises here

He likes looking at the Stars, they make him feel happy whenever he's alone, and finds comfort in watching them before he goes to sleep

Belphegor

Sometimes he'll have dreams of everyone together back in the Celestial Realm. They make him sad after he wakes up knowing it was just a dream but he enjoys them while they last.

Hypersomnia™

Wanna see someone get dragged like a ragdoll from one class to another while they're sleeping?

Always drinks a glass of warm milk before sleeping for like a week straight, good luck waking him up unless someone is literally dying

Yingpei

"MC please sit dOWN-"

Please stop giving him heart attacks for three seconds he can only handle so much at a time-

He doesn't understand any typical human slang, living in a village cut off from most of society turns out to disconnect someone from from your typical human being

There's something off about him sometimes, as if he knows more then he should for someone supposedly so disconnected from regular people, strangely enough, Lucifer seems to trust him, Solomon fears him to an extent

Adorable borders can be found here!

(ignore the tags)

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dynasmyth · 9 months

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Butler Belphegor 💜

Gosh I love drawing his outfits 💜

#art #digital art #my art #my artwork #artists on tumblr #digital drawing #my draws #artist #illustration #nightbringer belphie #belpheghor #obey me belphie #obey me belphegor #om! belphegor #belphegor x mc #shall we date belphegor #belphegorobeyme

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spareseratoninplz · 10 months

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Obey Me! Brothers x Reader: How the brothers react to MC summoning them when in danger. **Part 3**

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Leviathan

My eyes blinked open, sensitive to the sunlight, and it felt like my body was floating. A painful throb just above my right eye caused me to turn my head, and when I did, my head dipped beneath the salty water.

I gasped in surprise, the ocean spilling into my lungs as I coughed and began to thrash my arms atop the water's surface. It might even be effective if it weren't for one tiny problem.

I can't swim.

That, coupled with the fact that I had crippling thalassophobia wasn't ideal for me. My lungs were burning as I tried to calm myself, but it was no use. I was struggling to merely tread water at this point, unable to decipher how I'd gotten into this situation in the first place.

Every kick of my feet was a reminder that there was nothing beneath me but open water, only increasing my fear further as my head continued to dip beneath the waves, gradually taking in more water. My legs and arms were on the verge of giving out from exhaustion, and my heart ached at the thought of never seeing the people I loved again...

And then, a glimmer of hope.

"Hear me denizens of the darkness... you who are born of shadow, and you who give birth to it, hear me and do as I command!" My head dipped beneath the waves again, and I willed my head to break the surface, coughing the water up, and causing my lungs to burn more.

"I (Y/N)... call upon you to send forth one of your number... I summon the avatar of Envy-" My eyes widened at the sight of a decently sized rogue wave coming straight for me, my eyes squeezed shut, and I screamed his name before being forced beneath the sea once more.

"LEVIATHAN!" I shouted, and then it hit.

I felt no pain besides the burning sensation in my lungs, and was able to force one eye open as my body began to sink. Bubbles rose from my slightly parted lips as the light that filtered down through the water began to slowly grow darker with each passing moment.

My eyes fluttered open, only to squeeze shut once more from the harsh sun beating down, my chest was sore and my lungs still burning, but I somehow knew I wasn't dead.

"(Y/N)...!" I heard Levi's voice as he hovered above me, blocking the sun from my eyes as his fingers curled behind my head and his thumb brushed away some debris from beneath my eye.

"Levi..." I rasped, followed by a coughing spell.

"What were you doing out in the middle of the ocean?!' He demanded, the redness around his eyes indicative that he'd been crying.

That's when my memory slowly began to come back.

"Ah... I was on a boat with a friend of mine... the water suddenly got really choppy and I must've hit my head and fell overboard..." I said as he helped me sit up.

I groaned before looking up at him, still dripping with water, and I smiled before placing my hand on his cheek.

"Levi... thank you for saving me." I said before weakly pulling him into a hug. He hesitated before hugging me back, and I realized he was trembling slightly.

"I'll always run to you when you need me..." He mumbled as we continued to sit holding one another.

Belphegor

I turned over in my sleep, nestling my head back into my soft, cool pillow before feeling my brow furrow at the smell that suddenly invaded my nostrils.

I sat up slowly, sniffing the air to be sure I wasn't simply imagining things, and pulled the blanket off to dangle my feet over the edge of the bed.

I rubbed my eyes and yawned sleepily, the offending smell seemingly getting worse as I moved into the living room to teach the phone for the front desk. I dialed the number and was immediately met with a busy signal. I groaned as the smell continually got worse, and I pinched my nose as my eyes began to water and a headache began to overtake me.

I went to reach for the doorknob of the front door when suddenly, I was forced backwards, a massive force felt as though it hit me directly in the chest before reverberating throughout my body.

I found myself pinned to what was left of a wall as debris littered down all around me. I began coughing violently, the smoke invading my lungs, my ears ringing, and my vision distorted as my mind desperately tried to piece together what had just happened.

The ringing and distortion lifted slightly, and my attention was brought to the intense pain I was suddenly feeling in my leg. Looking down, I noticed the drywall covering me, and groaned as I sat up to move it away to assess my injuries better.

My eyes widened when I realized my leg had been pierced by a piece of rebar, and pinned to the floor. When I tried to pull it free, pain shot through me, causing me to cry out.

I felt darkness pulling at the edge of my vision but I willed it away by taking a few deep breaths. I reached a shaky hand towards the rebar once more, and then gripped it tightly with the other. I took a few more quick breaths before mustering all my strength, and pulling hard, feeling the metal budge, and then pull clean from my leg.

Again, I screamed out in pain, the smell of blood filling my nose as the darkness seeped into my vision again I felt my body slump sideways, the metal bar still gripped in my hand as I tried to breath slowly, feeling suddenly cold with a thin layer of sweat coating my body.

"Ah... d... denizens of the... darkness..." I mumbled, taking a few breaths in between words.

"Avatar of... sloth... Belph... e... gor..." I slumped over again, suddenly feeling two arms holding me up.

"Woah... (Y/N)?! Are you okay?! What happened here...?!" He questioned, and I continued to breath slowly.

"Bel... phie... m-my... my leg..." I groaned, reaching for it.

"It's okay, I've got you." He said, carefully lifting me up. He quickly hurried the two of us out of the building just as the fire brigade and EMS pulled into the parking lot of the destroyed structure.

"Here! Put her here!" An EMT called out to Belphie.

Belphie placed me on a gurney, and someone placed a mask with oxygen over my mouth, and someone else fixed a neck brace arms my neck.

My last memory before blacking out was being loaded into the ambulance, and seeing Belphie's face.

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I inhaled slowly, feeling a thumb stroking my head gently as my eyes opened to see Belphegor sitting at my side, smiling softly.

"Hey there beautiful... how are you feeling...?" He asked, speaking slowly.

"Mmhh... tired... like I got hit by a bus..." I groaned.

"That makes sense... apparently it was a gas leak that caused the explosion... the apartment was destroyed, but thankfully you're gonna make a full recovery." He said, running his fingers through my hair.

"Mmmmh... thank you, Belphie..." I sighed, and he smiled before resting his head on his arm.

"Try to get some rest... I'll be right here when you wake up." He assured. I felt my eyes growing heavy once more before giving myself back over to sleep.

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