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the-travelling-witch · 9 months

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𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐘 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋

summary: having your period is already stressful enough and being in the devildom doesn't make it any better; luckily, these demons are here to help

pairings: mammon :: belphegor :: barbatos x reader

warnings: period-having reader (gn pronouns), blood, mild cramps

a/n: this is literally so self-indulgent, as everything i write is, but whenever i'm on my period thinking of scenarios like this helps me sit through cramps, so i thought i'd share the nonesense with you ♡

obey me masterlist || similar writing: twisted pains [twst]

𝐌𝐀𝐌𝐌𝐎𝐍

“Human! Open ya damn door!”

“No, please let me die in peace,” you whined from underneath your blankets as the banging against your door continued.

“If ya don’t let me in right now, I’ll kick it down, ya hear me?!” You could practically see Mammon pacing a ridge into the floor in front of your room, so you trudged over there and unlocked it, the demon almost colliding with you from how quickly he opened the door. His snow-white hair was sticking up from his head as if he’d run his hands through it without noticing. “What’s the big deal makin’ me wait so damn long, huh?”

“I told you I’m trying to pass away from this life,” you deadpanned, trudging back to your bed, groaning as another cramp twisted your lower stomach. “First, I have to deal with this shit in a house full of male demons who are absolutely not prepared to handle a human exchange student on their period. And second-“

You paused, for both dramatic flair and to take a calming breath. Then, you turned around and gave Mammon a saccharine smile dipping pure venom.

“I find out that apparently the entire Devildom can smell that I’m on my period if I step a foot out the bloody door.”

“Listen, I’m sorry.” Mammon held up his hands to plead his innocence. “I didn’t mean ta be so rude about it. But in my defence, I didn’t know it’s a normal thing for humans to just start bleedin’. I thought ya were dyin’!”

You painfully remembered how you had dragged yourself out of your room this morning, after luckily finding some hygiene products in the bag you had with you when you were whisked away to the Devildom unannounced (thank the sky guy you threw them into literally every bag and purse you owned). Already in a bad mood, you’d plopped down into your designated seat, ready to fight for your breakfast, only to feel six pairs of eyes on you.

“What?” You had asked, when nobody passed you the bread basket.

That had been when Mammon, eyes as wide as the coaster under your mug, almost jump-scared you into dropping your butter knife.

“WHY ARE YA BLEEDIN’?!” He’d already pulled you from your chair and started inspecting you for any signs of injuries, tugging your arms up and inspecting your head. “Are ya hurt anywhere?”

“Mammon, I’m fine. You can let go of me now.” You almost had to wrestle your arm back from him, heat already creeping up your cheeks.

“Clearly yer not!”

Exhaling deeply you said through gritted teeth “I’m on my period, if you have to know.”

The demons around the table had exchanged glances, but sadly only three of them had held a spark of understanding, those being Satan, Levi and Asmodeus. Mammon and Beel on the other hand seemed more lost (well, Beel actually had his eyes on his food but that was beside the point) and Lucifer’s face had been unreadable.

“Woah, periods are an actual thing?” Levi had asked incredulously, his voice somewhere between shock and awe. “I thought anime made those up for the sake of the plot.”

“I see,” Satan had given you hope. “I‘ve read about those before in some books on human anatomy but I didn’t think it was a big deal, seeing as it wasn’t talked about much.”

“Satan, pray tell, from when were those books?”

“The 18th century perhaps?” He shrugged, tilting his head.

“Well, that explains a lot,” you had sighed, whereas Asmo had just dropped his head in his hands.

“I’m sorry about them, hon. But demons don’t experience periods, so I doubt any of them will be much help,” he had squeezed your hand sympathetically.

Lucifer had cleared his throat then. “Well, it appears that we have some catching up to do, now that we are hosting a human exchange student. Given your…predicament, you are allowed to stay home from RAD as long as this affects you.”

You had sighed a breath of relief.

“In exchange, however,” Lucifer had continued, making you dread the next words to leave his mouth, “it will fall to you that my brothers are properly educated on how to handle this side of humanity.”

So, that afternoon, you had found yourself in the common room, holding a presentation on the menstrual cycle in front of the brothers… and the future demon king himself. Yes, of course, Diavolo had gotten wind of your situation and simply couldn’t pass up the opportunity to learn more about humans. At least, him being in the know meant you’d never have to worry about getting period products imported to the Devildom ever again.

Subsequently, you had locked yourself in your room, curled up under a blanket as you scrolled through Devilgram trying to forget this whole ordeal happened. A good hour later, Mammon had started pounding against your door like a madman.

With him standing in your room now, you could see the bag he was holding as he shifted his weight from one foot to the other. Sitting on the edge of your bed, you patted the spot next to you.

“I’ll forgive you. It would have been more embarrassing if I went to RAD without knowing,” you said placatingly. “Anyways, what’s that?”

“Oh, it’s nothin’…” Mammon trailed off, looking anywhere but you as he rubbed the back of his neck. “It’s just… Ya were sayin’ this stuff could help and we didn’t have any, so I went and got some for ya… Only because Lucifer would string me from the ceiling if ya went and complained! That’s all!”

Taking the plastic bag from him, you peered inside to see various types of human world painkillers, a hot water bottle and chocolates. Despite what the demon had just said, you noted that the chocolate brand he bought was the one you liked best, something you had only dropped in a passing sentence when you talked to Asmo about a new trending dessert.

“Thank you, Mammon,” you smiled genuinely. “That actually is really helpful.”

“Really?” He managed to suppress his grin before it curled further than the corner of his lips before clearing his throat and hiding half his face behind his hand. “I mean, I’m only doin’ ma job, ya know? So Lucifer gives me back Goldie!”

“Sure you are,” you laughed, the first time since your day started. “Does your job also involve staying with me and watching a movie?”

“Yeah!” This time he was too late to hide his excitement, then he caught himself and tried again, calmer this time. “I uh- I could fit ya in my super busy schedule. Gotta make sure ya don’t die after all, huh?”

𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐆𝐎𝐑

What a horrible way to start your day.

Well, under other circumstances, it would’ve been near perfect. Waking up snuggled comfortably in your boyfriend’s tight hold as he lightly snored into the crook of your neck, his chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm.

If it wasn’t for the unpleasant twisting of your lower stomach you might have turned around and slept the morning away. Still slightly groggy, you sat up in bed, hoping dearly it was just a fleeting stomach ache or hunger and not your period, despite the clear symptoms.

All hope was shattered however, when you shifted and you knew instantly that you could kiss this pair of underwear goodbye. With some effort, you wriggled out of Belphie’s vice grip, looking back at the sleepy demon as he groaned in protest only to see a large blood stain where you’d just lain. At your shocked gasp echoing around the attic, you watched his brows knit together and his nose wriggle, his forehead creasing as if he was deep in thought. Then, he blinked his eyes open.

“What’s—“ he cut himself off with a yawn, “What’s wrong? Are you alright? What are you doing over there?”

“Belphie… I’m so sorry,” you nearly sobbed, guilt bubbling up in you. In combination with your hormones being all over the place and your still sleep-addled mind, tears were threatening to form along your waterline.

In a heartbeat, the Avatar of Sloth was up and next to you, pulling you into a hug and bringing your head to rest against his shoulder, one hand smoothing over your hair, the other holding you close by the waist. You’d never seen him move this fast this early in the morning.

“Hey, hey, what’s up?” He gently prodded, voice still raspy with sleep but soft nonetheless. “Please talk to me, starlight.”

“It’s— Your sheets, I’m so sorry… I didn’t know…” You buried your face deeper in the fabric draping over his chest as you felt him turn his head towards the bed. Then, a beat of silence spanned across the attic.

“That’s what you’re fussing about?”

“Yeah, I mean—“ Collecting your thoughts, you began again. “It’s gross and a pain to clean. I really should’ve known that—“

“Hey, look at me.” Tilting your face towards his, your eyes met amethyst ones as you followed the guidance of his fingers underneath your chin. “It’s not gross, you hear me? No part of you could ever be.”

“But the blood-“

“I’m a demon, might I remind you. You’d think I can handle a little blood.” There was a caring seriousness in his gaze that made you weak in the knees, the love and adoration you found swirling within almost making you cry for a whole other reason. “You didn’t actually think I’d be mad at you about something so natural, did you?”

“It’s generally a bit of a taboo topic and conversations about it can be quite stigmatised, so…,” you shrugged.

“You’re telling me half the population go through this every month and the topic is hushed up anyway? You’re already stressed enough and people give you crap for something like this?” You nodded at his incredulous tone. “Well that’s just stupid.”

For a moment, Belphie just held you, his fingers tracing random shapes into your hip. Then, he pulled you towards a dresser in the corner of the room, never letting go of you completely.

With how much time you had started spending in the attic it was a somewhat natural course of nature that your clothes would gradually end up moving here as well. Pulling out a fresh pair of underwear and a pair of black sweatpants, you didn’t have time to reach for a sweater before a soft pile of fabric was already pushed into your hands. Upon closer inspection, you identified it to be one of Belphie’s hoodies.

“I know you like wearing them,” he merely shrugged off your raised eyebrow. “Now go and take your time washing up, but make sure to come back straight away when you’re done.”

Practically herding you out of the door, you almost had to snort at the irony of the Avatar of Sloth encouraging you to do something you might not have had the energy to otherwise. But you were incredibly thankful for it because when the shower’s warm water hit you, you noticed how much you needed this, feeling born anew after scrubbing your skin clean.

Climbing back up the stairs to the attic, you already felt a lot calmer than when you had woken up, swaddled in Belphie’s cloud-like hoodie (seriously, where did he find fabric like that?) and surrounded by a mixture of his scent and your body wash.

When you pushed open the attic door, you blinked at the new set of sheets Belphie was lounging on, the old ones nowhere to be seen. Even without you moving, the demon perked up at your presence, extending one arm to coax you back into bed.

“What are you still doing over there? Come here,” he said, voice already drowsy again. “There’s still some morning left to be slept away.”

Who were you to refuse? Sliding under the covers next to him, you turned and twisted into whatever pretzel position made you cramp the least before two strong arms wrapped around you. This was another perk of being with Belphie; if anyone could accommodate weird sleeping positions, it was him.

Warm hands found their way under his hoodie, his palms pressed flatly against your lower back where most of your pain was coming from, while the hips of his fingers slowly caressed the surrounding skin.

“Feeling better?” He mumbled into the crown of your head.

“Mhm, much better,” you breathed into the crook of his neck, sighing as his natural body heat slowly eased some of the constant pressure in both your lower stomach and back. “How did you know about the back pain though?”

“You always complain about it, especially on the first day,” he replied nonchalantly, as if it was the most natural thing to know.

“How did I get so lucky,” you mused, your tone playful but just as genuine. “Makes me feel even worse about ruining your sheets.”

“Literally don’t worry about it, you do too much of that anyway. I left them with Asmo, he knows how to get just about any stain out of stuff.” You tried not to think about the specifics of where that expertise came from, so you rolled your eyes at the very typical behaviour of the youngest to dump his work on his brothers. Then you stiffened. Work. Chores. You were on grocery shopping duty today. “What’s the matter now?”

“I have to go out soon and get everything we need for dinner,” you sighed. Maybe you could convince someone to trade it with an indoor chore for the week.

Before you could reach for your D.D.D, the arms around you held you a little closer to the demon you were snuggled up against, one of his legs draping over your thigh, careful not to put too much pressure on you as he tangled your legs with his.

“Well that’s too bad,” Belphie mumbled into your hair, pressing a lingering kiss to the top of your head. “Looks like Lucifer has to find someone else for the job. Because you’ll be busy all day.”

𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐒

Periods had the annoying habit of showing up whenever they pleased, which mostly meant whenever it was most inconvenient for you. Being well aware of that fact didn’t mean you were any more prepared for it to happen, though.

So, as you were running errands around RAD with Barbatos, it suddenly felt like your insides were squeezed together and wrung out like a washcloth, making you stagger and pause to steady yourself again. When your companion turned to ask if you were alright, you assured him everything was fine, hoping it was just one bad cramp that would ebb away soon.

But over the course of the next fifteen minutes, it progressively got worse and you had trouble focusing on the task at hand, shifting uncomfortably in your seat as you sorted through student council documents. As you reached for a new stack of files, gloved hands came to rest over yours, preventing you from picking up more work.

“You should not overexert yourself, dear,” a soft voice spoke close to your ear. On other occasions, you would have welcomed the way his hands smoothed down your shoulders when it was just the two of you for once, but you couldn’t think about anything but the pain you were experiencing. “Without meaning to offend, you’re looking rather unwell. Allow me to take you to the Demon Lord’s Castle.”

“What about work?” You mumbled but didn’t resist as he pulled you to your feet, steadying you with a hand between your shoulder blades. “And Diavolo?”

“Do not worry about that. There’s no rush to complete these files and the Young Master has given the explicit order for me to take care of you,” Barbatos smiled as he led you out of RAD, careful to avoid as much unwanted attention as possible. “An order I was all too happy to comply with, might I add.”

“So you knew,” you sighed with a smile, not actually too surprised at the revelation. “I did think it was suspicious to have you all to myself the entire day. Do I even have to ask how you knew?”

“Well, as you have come to learn, demons are far more perceptive to certain reactions of the body, hormonal changes included,” he explained matter of factly. “Aside from that, however, I have also made it a priority to learn the rhythm of your body to best care for you.”

“You track my cycle? Despite being so busy already?” You turn your head to look at him in surprise.

“Of course. Not only are you an honoured exchange student, you are also someone who is immensely important to me,” he said as he held the castle door open for you, his verdant gaze full of adoration. “Naturally, I aim to ease your strains and alleviate some of the burden you carry.”

“You really don’t have to—“

“But I want to.” Taking your hand in his, the fabric of his gloves soft against your skin, he brushed your knuckles with a featherlight kiss. “Please allow me to take care of you, my love.”

“I guess I can’t say no when you ask like that,” you laughed sheepishly. Your body seemingly agreed with you as it sent another wave of cramps to make your knees buckle.

“You must be exhausted,” Barbatos said, no doubt picking up on your unease immediately. “Let me draw you a warm bath to ease some of your tension.”

Said, done. Soon thereafter, you were sinking into a tub that probably cost more than a normal person’s house, the water the absolute perfect temperature to relax your muscles. You also noted how there were no strong scents present, only the hint of something floral and calming, but not overwhelmingly so.

After some time of soaking in the bath and with your permission, Barbatos stepped back into the bathroom. First, he wrapped you in the fluffiest black towel, carefully patting your skin dry so as to not irritate it. Then, he applied a moisturising lotion, gently kneading out any knots in your legs and shoulders with his skilled fingers before helping you into a new set of clothes which felt light as feathers against your skin.

He also showed you where to find any sort of hygiene product you might need and, to nobody’s surprise, somebody had stocked the guest bathroom you used whenever you came over with every possible product there was.

In your guest room, Barbatos guided you over to the sofa and lounge chairs underneath one of the high windows where a tea set was already waiting for you on the table in the middle.

“I took the liberty to prepare some tea and a few pastries while you were bathing. This blend has soothing qualities and is known to help with cramping. Given your usual choice of tea, I also think the aroma will be to your taste,” the demon explained and, as always, you were stunned by his level of attention to detail.

As he poured it, you noticed, however, that there was only one cup on the table and instead of getting one for himself, Barbatos went to fetch a hot water bottle.

Wrapping it in a cloth he warned you to be careful not to burn yourself before announcing he’d start preparations for dinner, letting you know he’d be making your favourite. But before he could turn to leave, you caught his wrist, a surprised expression flitting over his face for just a second.

“If it’s not too much trouble,” you started, holding his gaze, “would you join me for tea? It’s been a while since we sat down together.”

At your request his face smoothed over into a fond smile, the hand in your grasp coming up to brush over your cheekbone.

“I suppose dinner can wait a little longer,” he said, clearly as happy as you to spend time with you. “Then again, even if it couldn’t, I’d find it hard to leave you. Especially when your wish and mine are so closely intertwined.”

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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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everydayissinday · 8 months

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Can we make out belphie? Like right now?

"Ehh? But we are in the middle of a meeting right now..",

belphie said while leaning a bit closer to you, whispering so only you could hear it,

"Not that I would mind but are you sure YOU can handle the looks of my brothers?~",

he asked in a teasing why with a smirk forming on his lips.

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loveydovey-leviathan · 1 year

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> reposted from my personal account @mee-op

belphie has the softest cheeks ever. like marshmallows. makes you wanna bite them.

x gn!reader

warnings: slightly ooc belphie (he's kind of a tsundere here)

"stop it..." belphie grumbles, but he makes no effort whatsoever to push you away.

"you can't have the softest cheeks known to human civilisation and expect me not to squeeze and pinch them, y'know," you tease, still gently playing with the sides of his face.

"you bit me,"

"no regrets. tasted like marshmallows,"

"ugh..."

for all his whining and groaning. he's absolutely revelling in the attention you're giving him. ever since you found out how fluffy his cheeks were, you would squeeze them every time you were in the vicinity. not to mention the constant jealous glances he's given by his brothers— to which he responds with a smug smirk that they want to wipe off his face.

so imagine his disdain when you suddenly stop, "hmmm... alright then,"

"what-" he starts to complain before he's interrupted by your cocky grin that tells him all he needs to know.

"you wanted me to stop, right? then i'll stop,"

"i mean, you don't have to," trying to explain without contradicting himself.

"relax, belphie," you chuckle, "it's not like i'm gonna stop hanging out with you,"

but he knows it's not going to be the same without your poking and squeezing and kissing (and sometimes biting). he knows he's going to miss you gushing over his soft skin and how you don't do it to anybody else but him. and most of all; he knows you know. and he knows you're only doing this to get a reaction out of him and despite every brain cell inside his head telling him to just let it go and that it doesn't particularly mean anything, it's working. his face is flushed and he's starting to stutter, trying to convince you to continue without embarrassing himself.

and in the back of his head, he knows the only way to make you continue is to outright admit it. always getting what you want in some way or another.

his thoughts are interrupted yet again by your voice.

"something the matter?" you're a wolf in sheep's clothing, you have to be with that stupid, smug, pretty grin on your stupid, smug, pretty face.

"....i don't want you to stop,"

"hmm? what was that?" you ask, leaning in closer.

"ugh.... i hate you.." he grumbles, face still red as he looks away from you.

"really? you sure that's what you said?"

he might explode at this rate, and he briefly wonders if luke is right and that you're spending too much time with demons.

at this rate, it's honestly better to just admit what he's thinking if it meant you would stop.

"i said i didn't want you to stop," he mumbles, but loud and clear enough for you to hear.

you give him one of your proud looks, the one you make when you finally get what you want. "see? was that so hard?"

he shoves his face in his pillow, hiding his groans of annoyance.

"alright, alright. i'll stop. c'mere," you gesture towards your lap, aka one of his favourite pillows in all 3 realms.

after all your teasing, you still want belphie to make the effort to crawl onto your lap. he will, of course, but still.

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munv · 9 months

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Can i have a request????? heartslabyul with belphie/belphegor reader like sleepy but strong and smart

𝗦𝗟𝗨𝗠𝗕𝗘𝗥 𝗢𝗩𝗘𝗥 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗜𝗘𝗦

Work work work work work and giggles for fun

I’m surprisingly doing well since I’m mainly lazy when it comes to this type of stuff. But we UP!!

RIDDLE is pissed off with you. End of story. Why..why are you so smart but you can’t dedicate any of it to your studies?! It doesn’t matter anyways, he’s going to make you apply yourself to the most representable student he can make you.

He came into a room once and you were asleep in the table. This is going to be a problem clearly and he’s not having it. He wonders where all the energy you should Ah e gotten from sleep goes so many times tis actually scary.

As his s/o he expects you to have a healthy schedule, aside from sleep it comes to the point sometimes you don’t even wake up for a meal! Remember that time you didn’t attend the unbirthday party? That’s when he found out.

You actually have really good grades..how could this be possible! You don’t even wake up to shower at times so how is it that you could have done the work? After his overbolt he cut you some slack.

Whenever he gets chased down by Floyd he goes to you first because first you serve a good distraction, and it’s not like you wake up when you’re being squeezed. He feels bad but what has it be done must be down for survival.

TREY actively spoils you and it shouldn’t even be fair at this rate. He’s just such a good boyfriend.

You’re too tired to walk? Easy you are now being carried with your pillow around campus for classes. He doesn’t ask you for help on your work as often since he’s also pretty smart, yet when he doesn’t understand he just goes to riddle instead. As much as he loves you just fall asleep before he could get half of question 2 in.

He wakes you up for breakfast and everything just like riddle but he isn’t as strict about it. He lets you sleep in 3 minutes late or so before dragging you to wherever.

When he found out you were a demon he took to it a bit lightly than anyone else..not really but still the shock was still there. He doesn’t mind at all since you don’t do anything bad and you’re too lazy to do anything productive.

CATER just bothers you 25/8. He likes to send to help out the first years to keep you on your toes but it’s not like it works anyways since you just fall asleep anyways.

At some point you just bit him because he was annoying you. “Hey..sweetheart did you just..bite me?” He said with his eye twitching slightly as you hugged your pillow.

He was on live and it just so happened to not be your happy day. “Ion know, did I?” You said with lidded eyes ready to drift off again.

guess who wasn’t allowed to have their favorite pillow for hours. Yes it was you goddamnit.

He likes to feed you cute little things at cafe’s and post it on Magicam. One was a cute little photo was over 1million views that had frosting on your nose while looking at the camera with a pout.

Safe to say he gatekept you for a month since people wouldn’t stop trying to advance on you.

ACE was 2 months into the relationship but then found out you were a demon. Reaction to your other form? Flabbergasted. You out of all people? A literal demon? But being the avatar of sloth explained everything in perfect context.

Would ace be ace if he didn’t take advantage of this? Absolutely not. Guess who got dragged into multiple shit because someone’s sadistic boyfriend thought it would be romantic to suffer again.

Romantic date in detention this week? Meet him at 6 PM. He’s letting you know you both are going to break out the window with grim after too.

He copies off your homework because it’s not like you do anything about it, and when he can he just has you as a literal bed. He’s taller than you so he just uses you as someone to Lean on when he gets bored.

DEUCE is just like trey in the prospect of somewhat spoiling you. He only Carries you to class tho. If anything he panics because he look so distant and disinterested while being in a relationship with you only to find out that’s just your normal sleepy expression.

Tries to be strict with you but fails miserably? Check. He got hit with your tail more times than to count and poked by your horns even though they are literally in a curled like position. He follows you around because he knows the delinquents try to pick fights with you sometimes. What a darling!

Sometimes you just stare at him and he stares back, you fall asleep and he’s like “they said they want gummy bears.”

“Deuce what the fuck?” Ace stared at him in astonishment

You both just communicate like that so y’all locked in 🫶

He probably makes lunch for you with the help of trey and feeds you very often.

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amaya-writes · 1 year

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Pillow Talk And Confessions Of Love

Notes: I just had a random Belphie idea and it's like 2am so yeah here's some cutesy fluff

warnings: n/a just fluff

characters involved: Belphegor

gender-neutral reader, you/yours

"Belphie."

The sound of your voice made him groan as the slumbering demon hid his head further into his pillow, but the way his arm tightened around your waist told you he was paying attention.

"I can't sleep."

Belphegor let out yet another groan at your words, but this time he didn't bother trying to hide away from your voice.

Instead, he shifted around in the bed so that you were laying against his chest with his head hidden in your neck.

"Just- sleep, baby."

"Oh, how insightful."

Belphie snorted at your reply but didn't bother replying with his usual snark. Perhaps it was the fact that you had shaken him awake well past midnight when the rest of the House of Lamentation was slumbering away.

Or perhaps it was just because his sleep-addled mind wasn't functioning well enough to be able to process your sarcasm.

Whatever the reason, you were happy to silently cuddle up to your boyfriend as he sleepily rubbed circles on the small slip of your waist that was exposed by your raised t-shirt.

The two of you just remained like that for a bit, half asleep with your limbs tangled with each other's as the world came to a standstill around you.

Rain lightly pattered against the attic's windows, the sound lulling you to an almost slumber as your heartbeat slowed to match Belphie's.

However, even then you found it hard to slip into the weary euphoric state you had been chasing for the past hour. The realisation made you let out a small sigh even as you squeezed your eyes shut in an attempt to block out the world.

Belphie suddenly nuzzled into your neck at the action, forcing you to wearily blink your eyes open as his raspy voice suddenly picked up.

"I could pull you into a dream with me- make it easier to sleep."

He sounded far too awake for your liking, but the promise of finally being able to doze off was far too enticing for you to give in to your guilt for keeping him up. Especially when Belphie was more than happy to lightly scratch at your scalp in a way that made your head dizzy with respite.

"I-"

You wanted to say something, anything that would help you translate this feeling of utter gratefulness for how insightful and caring he was. Yet none of the cheesy little rants your mind came up with seemed to be enough for you.

But then came that one thought. That one bittersweet admission you had promised yourself you would only whisper to the one you truly held close to your heart, someone who could care for you just as much as you did them.

Someone who was willing to stay up by your side and sacrifice his sleep just to rid you of your insomnia.

"I love you, Belphie."

You had barely whispered the words but with your proximity, the avatar of sloth could easily hear your confession loud and clear. Unfortunately for him, you fell prey to the sweet whispers of slumber just as he echoed your words back to you.

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mee-op · 11 months

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ugskjnkenjh cuddling with belphie by the fireplace everybody >> he's basically clinging to you like a lifeline, his arms are around your waist and cheeks smushed against your stomach. occasionally, he shifts and nuzzles his face across your midsection-- you're both wrapped in a bunch of blankets and pillows, he's purring and also the cutest demon ever.

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incorrecttom · 1 year

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They loved to wrap an arm on your waist as you slept. The way the sun had risen, they way you looked under sun light or moon light was beautiful.

They don't want to be creepy - but it keeps them awake that what might happen to you, all the what ifs of your security, of what would happen to your relationship, of you both breaking apart, that's the worst that can happen.

They couldn't help but tighten their grip on you, never wanting to let you go. They know you will stay, that you will be theirs but there's always doubt lingering. What if they were not good enough for you?

What if you found someone better?

Would you leave them?

And then they remember all the moments spent with you, replaying like a movie.

"Good morning, love," your voice was hushed. "I love you and will always love you." It was barely audible but enough for their heartbeats to skip.

And then they remember that you will be theirs. You love them. That everything will be fine.

#queued.#obey me #obey me fluff #twisted wonderland fluff #twisted wonderland x gender neutral reader #obey me x gender neutral reader #bnha x reader #bnha x gender neutral reader #satan fluff #lucifer fluff #belphie fluff #shoto fluff #dabi fluff #kaeya fluff #genshin impact x gender neutral reader #genshin impact

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mammss · 2 years

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obey me random headcanons

<3 not an anniversary post but when I first started writing on here my first posts were mammon headcanons!!! its only fair after 2 years I include all the brothers

<3 gn!mc x brothers little bit of diavolo and barbatos

<3 sfw, crack, fluff

levi 100% has mutuals that he's met online in other games or chatrooms but he met a group of people playing the same game as him and they all clicked so he got added to their group of friends and now they talk 24/7 and they all go to conventions together ofc they’re doing a group cosplay

when mammon had finally admitted to himself that he had feelings for mc the first thing he did was look up ways to flirt with a human and during his deep dive came across alpha, beta, sigma male videos and now flirts with mc only that way its canon I'm one of the developers

when lucifer, diavolo, and barbatos get together they talk about the good ol days before the devildom changed like bunch of old people

asmo uses aave but not in a correct way more like how white teens on tiktok use it

lucifer has chuckled at those cringy mom wine quotes and his favorite one is “I was normal three kids ago”

the brothers were shook to travel back to the human world during the 21st century the last time they all went it was defiantly during the beginning of civilization

since it’s like kinda canon the devildom takes trends and inspiration from the human world when mc came down they were definitely ahead of the trends

if mc where to ever pick up a side hustle i feel like they could sell old clothes on the devildom version of depop and like imagine mammon is looking on there one day and sees mc selling old clothes 100% mammon buys mc’s clothes why? because he can and loves how they found a way to earn cash responsibly he just overall wants to support them

ok i might make a story out of this headcanon but like imagine it’s pride month and mc is telling lucifer happy pride month and giving him rainbow themed gifts the entire day and he really doesn’t understand until mc takes luci to a pride parade and everything clicks

asmo and y2k aesthetic that’s all i’m gonna say

levi definitely has some favorite human world kpop groups i feel like he’d like the big three (twice, blackpink, red velvet) maybe 4th gen gg

people always say satan had and emo/rebellious phase but belphie 100% got satan into the emo scene which escalated into a rebellious phase, during this era they bonded so much and creating the anti Lucifer league kinda brought back memories

beel definitely played youth fangol or like youth sports in the celestial realm so when he fell to the devildom and started playing fangol here no way he doesn't coach little demons like they all love him and takes them to team dinners and stuff LIKE IMAGINE OMGGGGG

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babybeel · 1 year

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— above the time - iu ♪

belphegor often feels at odd with his sin, serving as a painful reminder of his incompatability with his former self.

sometimes, the sloth paralyses him with nightmares, uncontrollable dreams that come as a cruel consquence of being able to enter others. they often resurface memories he’d much rather forget, old guilt and regret leaving him frozen in bed, all the air in his lungs forced up out of him.

other times, it confines him to his bed, unable to get up, unable to leave. it renders belphegor dependent and useless, a shapeless discarded thing that he can’t help but feel hatred towards. trapped in his mind, belphie grows reliant on his brothers and their understanding until the moment breaks, fear creeping in everytime the demon begins to feel the torturous push and pull of his sin rejecting him.

and today, in the midst of the night, when the rest of the world slumbered, belphie found he had finally filled his quota for sleep.

instead, the demon watched you, tucked so neatly into his side. his gaze unblinking as your chest rose and fell, over and over again in a routine that soothed his active mind. little whistles of air escaped you, filling the night’s silence before your lips suddenly twitched upwards, corners peaking into a peaceful smile. belphie didn’t have to wait to wonder what had came into your dreams, for his own name billowed into the attic, tiny and fragile.

belphie felt his heart skip, irregular beat jolting his entire being as if his love was attempting to escape his body. you shuffled closer, perhaps trying to receive it all, cheek pressed to his torso and skin bunching together.

at your action, belphie let his eyes flutter shut. the demon knew he wouldn’t be getting any sleep during the night - yet another instance of his sin betraying him. but, belphie thought in a silent plea to the moon, maybe if he feigned his usual actions, the night would slip by with ease. he would meet you in the daytime.

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plnkdemon · 1 year

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ALL LOVE STARTS AS A SCHEME SO WAKE ME UP, I’M TIRED OF SLEEPING

jealous!belphegor x gn!mc (platonic or romantic, cos belphie’s just as possessive over his best friend as he is his s/o) cw/tw: belphegor intimidating a lil d, mc threatens to “barbecue [belphie] fried green tomatoes style” so… iykyk and if you don’t… it doesn’t hinder your reading experience, jealousy, possessiveness, belphie’s homicidal tendencies, barely proofread. no beta we die like mc.

belphegor, in all his life (which has gotten a bit excessively long in his opinion), he has never, ever been jealous. he’s been pouty and bratty, discontent and annoyed, grumpy and uncomfortable, but never jealous of someone else. if anyone were to ask why, the answer would probably be that… well, it’s just too much damn effort, isn’t it? and if there’s one thing belphegor is talented at, it’s performing any given task with the least amount of effort and energy possible.

inadvertently, this gift of his also extends to emotional awareness and observation of his surroundings. so really, he’s rarely aware of something he might be jealous of in the first place.

which brings us to the present day, where for the first time in all of the millennia he’s been alive, belphegor finds himself absolutely seething with jealousy.

sat in your lap is a smaller than usual lil d, curled into a ball and audibly purring with only his purple horns sticking out.

belphie would have grabbed the pest and flung him into the fire without a second thought if you weren’t so attached. after an inconspicuous visit to the demon lord’s castle, barbatos had apparently given you free reign to care for the runt of his new recruits. the littlest lil d was too small and too skittish to properly follow orders, and so he was adopted, named, and doted upon all day, every day.

from the doorway to the common area, belphie stands stiff, fist clenching tightly around his pillow and narrowing his eyes menacingly at the minor demon of sloth who dared to take his place on your lap. none the wiser, you merely stroke along its back and continue reading your novel while enjoying the pleasant warmth of the hearth.

he stalks over bearing his demon form and fully prepared to smite the rodent where he lay. belphie imposing form casts a dark shadow over the two of you, stirring the lil d awake and shaking you from your concentration. it takes less than a second for your pet to recognize its hierarchal master and squeak while trying to burrow away into the small space between the arm of the couch and your side.

belphie’s tail snaps against the hardwoods impatiently and his glare only falters when your book thuds against the side table.

“just what do you think you’re doing?” you ask cooly, using both now unoccupied hands to shield the lil d.

“he was in my spot,” belphie grumbles, not stopping his tail from snapping against the floor again if only to see the pest whimper pathetically.

“belphegor.” he was unaware that such an unassuming human could sound as intimidating as you do right now. the magic tying your soul to him tightens uncomfortably with a warning he wasn’t aware you were capable of, and he isn’t sure if you’re aware that you’re doing it either. “touch one hair on his head and i’ll have you barbecued fried green tomatoes style. do you understand?”

he doesn’t actually. the context of the specifics of your threat goes straight over his head but he at least recognizes that it’s a threat nonetheless.

when he only crosses his arms and huffs, pulling the typical youngest sibling pout, you sigh. “c’mere, you big baby.” one arm cradling the lil d who still shivers in fear, you use the other to welcome belphie to cuddle into your side.

begrudgingly, he obeys with only a quiet mumble of, “i’m not a baby…”

“he’s like a little space heater, y’know?” you ask while wrapping your arm around him. belphie side eyes the root of his frustration. “see?” you snuggle closer, placing both belphie and your lil d on your chest.

he doesn’t want to admit that you’re right, but he puts off more heat than the fireplace in front of you all and it’s cozy enough to make belphie want to doze off.

with both of their eyes closed as they reveal in the comfort of your hold, you feel assured enough to lean back as well and succumb the sleepiness that both of their presences encourage. the lil d nuzzles into belphie’s shoulder, softly cooing and — if he isn’t mistaken — sleepily calling him ‘papa.’

officially, belphie is the last to fall asleep, and with no one’s eyes on him, he loops an arm around the lil d and you, pressing both of you close and reveling in the crackle of the fire and his dissipating jealousy.

#obey me #obey me fluff #belphegor #belphegor fluff #belphegor x reader #belphegor x mc #belphegor x gn!mc #belphie x reader #belphie fluff #belphie x mc #belphie x gn!mc #obswd

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soleiiiiil · 1 year

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Bottled Dreams

I planned to post both bottled beel and belphie at the same time but I don't think I can finish it on time for the twins' birthdays. So have half of the twin for their birthday event

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scorchingbread · 1 year

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Feeling too awake

Fluff ☁️

gn!mc

Inspired by the surprise guest line with Belphie: "suddenly I'm feeling much more awake"

Cw: none other than Belphegor being his normal bratty self 💀

Normally your little demon of sloth was fighting off falling asleep, but not right now. After petting his head while cuddling he started to grumble about how he wasn't tired anymore and couldn't even sleep now and "how dare you keep him up like this!" Truth is he just got a bit flustered, and he didn't want you to know even though it was written all over his face.

"It's about dinner time anyways, so why don't you head down with me to eat?" After some more empty grumbling and protests Belphie followed right behind you out the door of his room. When you got to the table though everyone was looking at straight at him.

"Hey Belphie are you alright? You look... Well not tired. Is something wrong?" Beel said with his mouth full, but even through his chomping you could hear his concern. "MC do you-"

"What's this about! Of course I'm fine! You expect me to be tired all the time? Of course I'll be awake at least once when you see me!" He quickly cut off his twin, with his face getting redder after each sentence.

"Well... Normally you're eyes are half closed and look like you could keel over at any second." Asmo shook his head. "Are you sure you don't have a fever or something? You look really red..."

"Forget it! I'm not even hungry anymore!" Belphie was quick to storm off back to his room (presumably to hide under a bundle of covers) as you stifle your laughter.

"Oh don't worry about him, he'll be fine in a little bit." You assure the 6 brothers. Despite a few worried faces they set it aside, trusting their attendant must know best. Little did they know Belphie would stay up for the rest of the night tossing and turning, and cursing MC for keeping him from getting his beauty sleep.

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lovelyunholyc · 2 years

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fluff, gender neutral.

belphie can hardly believe he hadn't noticed how deep and lovely the color your eyes were until this very moment.

but then again, in loving you so completely, he was constantly learning about you.

you're nestled snugly in his bed, head resting on the softest pillow he could find and had purchased exclusively for you to use, the rest of your body nearly lost in his cloudy, downy comforter and the countless other fluffy pillows that resided with it to ensure he had the warmest, most soothing place in all of the house to rest and take his beloved naps.

along with you, of course.

he'd never admit that any time he thought to add a new accessory to his little sanctuary, he thought of your comfort first, wondered and hoped that it would entice you, too.

judging by how much time you spend in his bed or in his attic nook with him, he figures it's working.

you blink slowly at him, and he doesn't think slumber has ever looked so charming, the way it clings to your droopy eyelids, to your warm, subtle little smile upon catching him staring at you, admiring you openly.

"hi," you whisper, soft and cautious, as if it isn't late in the afternoon, as if the rest of the world wasn't already wide awake, evidenced in the ruckus his brothers were making somewhere in the house.

the noise is distant, fading out the longer belphie looks at you, studies your smile, savors the warmth of your hand snaking beneath the comforter to find his own and tangle your fingers together. you let him admire you for a moment, long enough for him to pick out all the little flecks of color in your eyes, to marvel at your beauty, as if you'd dropped out of heaven only a moment before and not just woken up from the depths of a nap that had mussed up your hair to the point of no return.

"hi," he says finally, mirroring your secretive little grin, closing the mere distance between you to press his lips to your forehead. he lets you tug him even closer, lets you wrap your arms around his shoulders so he can rest his head on your chest.

if he's completely honest, this is his favorite resting place, his ear right against the steady thrum of your heart, wrapped up in your warmth so wholly, his entire body molds to you. perfectly, like you were made for him.

you soothe your fingers through his hair, scratch gently at his scalp in that way he loves, that makes him want to purr with contentment.

you're too sweet to him, he thinks, refuses to believe he could ever deserve you, especially after everything he's put you through.

despite it all, you show him nothing but kindness, compassion, love.

belphie turns his head slightly, only to press kisses to your sternum, up the exposed skin by your collar. you giggle softly at the tickle of his hair, kiss the top of his head in return, and it's all he can do not to melt in your arms.

"i love you," he says between more kisses, more whispers of your laughter, and he can't help it, he's overcome with emotion, he repeats it into your skin until you're squirming away, begging him to stop tickling you with his breath on your delicate skin.

he loves you, and he can hardly believe he's still surprised by the growing depth of that sentiment every passing day that you're with him.

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loveydovey-leviathan · 1 year

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giving him a ring ft. hopeless romantic belphie

x gn! reader

belphie had never been one for romance and crushes. there wasn’t any need for it when he had his family; listening to asmo, watching lucifer be the cool big brother he always was, eating with beel and napping with lilith. he had everything he could ever want– besides, his fascination and love were saved for the realm below and the humans inhabiting it. their technology, their clothes, watching life after life pass by while he and his family remained still.

then the war happened, and his captivation changed into resentment and hate.

which was then replaced with confusion, overwhelming guilt, and finally– acceptance. the love for humans had never truly returned to him like it once did all those years ago, his sin choosing to take up most of his time.

but there was one human who brought back all of those previous emotions, all of the fascination and joy he had felt when he looked at the rest of their species, and then multiplied by 100– but he only had eyes for them and them alone. his dreams are filled with their presence and his thoughts are consumed by their smile. the nights they’ve spent watching the stars, staying up when he couldn’t sleep, soothing him when had nightmares that shook him to his very core– every single moment he treasured.

“it’s really pretty tonight, isn’t it?” their voice whispers beside him.

he turns to look at that very person beside him. the outfit they wore looked beautiful and the stars twinkled in their eyes like a canvas. he didn’t know when he started to think these thoughts, when did he become such a hopeless romantic? the fullness of his heart when they so much as speak, what their laugh does to his stomach, how genuinely happy they make him and his family, what more could he truly ask for?

“yeah, you are.” i would capture all the stars and put them inside a single bottle if it made you happy.

they laugh at that, turning to look at him as he did.

“i want to give you something,” they reach into their pocket and pull out… a ring?

“don’t worry, it’s not a marriage proposal,” he wishes it was. “it’s a promise ring.”

be still my beating hearts. “what kind of promise?”

“it could be anything you want it to be. like, i promise my heart will be yours until the end of time itself. that kind of stuff.”

“i like the sound of that,” he hopes his face doesn’t give too much away, but he can feel the pink blossoming into his cheeks like flowers. it’s always been something you’ve teased him for.

you gently take his hand before he could offer it to you himself and slip the ring into his middle finger.

“there, now you have this to show when somebody asks you out.”

“possessive much?”

“look who’s talking.”

he smiles at you and looks down at the ring on his finger. maybe it’ll be on a different one next time, he thinks as he lays on your shoulder.

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celiosal · 2 years

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Ailing Treatment ! #2

pairings - obey me (younger) brothers x reader synopsis - very ill MC who's been holed up in their room.

writing contains : fluff, established relationship, mentions of sickness, gender neutral (lmk if I made a mistake!), possible ooc, slight hurt/comfort? (just barely)

part 1 | part 2 << [you're here]

a/n - finally done! enjoy !

SATAN

Satan was preparing for your daily meeting at 2pm, in which he reads aloud for you.

When you weren't there, he went to your room. He immediately understood that you were ill, and was the most calmest out of the brothers. The air in your room was a bit tense with Satan easily detecting it.

He checked your temperature before going out to get some things.

Meanwhile, you were there laying down on your bed. It felt like 50 degrees below for you. Heck, you couldn't even move or tell what was going on.

All you heard was a door opening coming along with some footsteps. A cold hand feeling your temple and some more steps leading out the door.

...

Satan came back in with a book about healing incantations, and some tissues.

He stripped off 3 blankets, leaving only one before laying a lukewarm washcloth on your forehead.

After doing all that, he flipped to a page in the book and started muttering words that you couldn't comprehend.

Only a second later, you felt a lot better. You were able to move and finally see, although you still had mild symptoms. Your running nose was cleared almost immediately and you stopped sneezing so much.

"You're feeling better honey?"

You respond in a hum, then getting up to hug him. He caresses your head while you lay your head on his shoulder.

"Next time, tell me so I can come treat you if it's possible alright?"

"Okay."

He sets you back down before reaching out another book to read aloud for you.

You slept well that night.

ASMODEUS

He's been so excited to show you this new outfit that he got from Majolish!

He barged into your room and saw you in the bed. Your hair was messy, and had a sick tone to your face.

He was shocked at first due to your awful state, but the second you started to sneeze then shiver he started worrying.

You had a painful migraine, a very sore and coarse throat all the while having the difficulty to breathe.

The first thing he did was to alert the whole house, every brother was notified and rushed to the scene.

Satan and Lucifer already knew that you just caught a sickness in the human world thus telling the brothers. Asmodeus' nerves had calmed down a little but still worried.

The two brothers helped treat you while Asmo waited, pacing back and forth.

When they finished, everyone left the room to let you recover. Asmo stayed back. He picked you up bridal style to bring you to his room.

A bath filled with rose petals and bubbles with candles surrounding the area was already prepared. He set you down on the chair and stripped each piece of cloth.

Once he was done, he placed you in the tub before scrubbing you. You quickly relaxed into his touch, finally being able to move and relax.

When he finished scrubbing, you stepped out the tub while Asmo wrapped towels around you.

It was quite healing for you.

The rest of the day was spent on skincare and having fun. You recovered quite quickly.

BEELZEBUB

Lately he's been feeling pretty lonely without you around. He's only seen you during breakfast but after that you disappeared. Did you not like him anymore?

The place you were likely in was your room because none of the other brothers had plans with you so he decided to go there.

He brought some snacks along with him so you two can snack together. He opened the door by straining his hand a bit, with all the snacks he had, he just didn't want to drop them.

"Hey MC I brought-"

He paused right at the doorway, it was quite silent only the sound of unusually slowed breathing.

He set the snacks gently on the nearest beanbag before rushing over to you.

He brushes the hair out of your face gently, softly caressing your features.

He goes back to the kitchen to get a pot of warm soup. The contents swishing slightly as he walks to your room.

When he sets it down, he takes a spoon and starts feeding you some. He also brought a ladle for himself to eat.

After finishing the soup, he brings the pot back to the kitchen before rushing back.

He picks you up and brings you to his shared room. He sets you down on his bed.

Belphegor is resting in the attic so the room was empty with the exception of you two.

He lets himself on the bed before cuddling you.

You had finally got enough energy to move slightly enough so that you can hug him back.

You shove your face into his warm chest, both of you under the comfort of the blanket.

You and Beel ended dozing off to a sweet dream where a paradise with everything you've ever want existed.

BELPHEGOR

The sudden feeling of a sore throat as you were drifting away from sleep woke you up.

Belphegor was right next to you, sleeping soundly. You laid there for a while, not having enough energy to move at all.

Belphie stirred around a bit before unconsciously wrapping his arms around you.

He engulfed you in warmth that you desperately needed to shield yourself from the cold.

The sudden hotness of your skin hitting his, woke him up ever so suddenly. He blinked a few times before taking a look at you.

You used most of your strength to give him a small smile. He buried his face on your neck, nuzzling you slightly, his breath hitting your skin.

"MC..? are you okay? Why are you so hot?"

You tried to speak but no words could come out. He started to panic a little in the back of his mind. He reached for his D.D.D on the table before typing something to someone.

A few moments later, Beel comes in with some medicine, water, and a heating pad before leaving.

Belphegor forces himself up so he could assist you. He grabs your chin lightly before popping a pill in your mouth.

He gives you some water to make it easier to swallow. As you drink the pill down, Belphie turns on the pad and lays it on your stomach.

Once he finished, he lays down before going back to cuddling you like a pillow.

Melting in his arms, you go back to dreaming with Belphie by your side

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