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froggibus · 1 year
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“Why are you crying” - Obey Me
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Includes: Lucifer, Mammon, Levi, Satan, Asmo, Beel & Belphie
Genre: angst -> fluff + hurt/comfort
Summary: their reaction to catching you crying
CW: crying, lots of emotions, levi being a trog, hurt/comfort, cursing, panic attacks if you squint?? cuddling
omg hi hi i am so tired + ive been going through it this week but here is something for now. working on some more fics, lots of angst coming soon + maybe new fandoms lol
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Lucifer: 
he texts you saying you need to come to his study to talk 
you ask if you can have a few minutes 
you feel really out of sorts and want to gather your bearings before going in
he says it’s urgent and makes you come in right now
you go in immediately on the verge of tears and sit down with him
he has a bit of a tone cause it’s been a rough day but all he wants to know is how your school is going
it comes out of nowhere and you instantly start crying 
thinks he’s done something wrong 
“are you—did you get upset over something I said?”
when you shake your head no he’s at a complete loss
is this a human thing??
walks over to you and kneels down between your legs, places his warm hands on your knees 
wipes your tears away and rubs his thumb across your cheeks
tries to calm you enough so that you can talk about what’s bothering you 
even when you’re crying so hard you can barely breathe he manages to stay calm 
after a while when you’re calm enough he’ll bring you water and a snack 
and will coax you into talking to him about why you’re so upset 
Mammon: 
since you’re his responsibility he always HAS to know where you are at all times 
not at all because he cares about you or anything 
so when you lock yourself in the bathroom and yell at him to fuck off through tears he’s stunned 
and annoyed
sits on the other side of the bathroom door and waits for you to calm down some 
after a few minutes he asks if you’re okay
that’s when you really break down
he listens to you cry through the door and wishes he could do something to help you
he gently coaxes you into letting him in 
sits with you and holds your hand 
tried talking you down but you’re crying way too hard for that
for some reason carries you to the bathtub and sits with you between his legs???
it’s weirdly comforting and the heat/pressure of his body makes you feel way better
reminds you that everything is going to be okay and you guys are gonna work this out
when you’re finally calm you realize how weird the situation is 
“wait did you put me in the bathtub”
“it works for Levi”
Levi: 
you’re home early from school thinking no one is home 
but Levi is doing schoolwork from home today
it’s been a really tough day so you lay down on the couch for a while and cry
Levi takes his headphones off to give his ears a break and go get food when he hears someone else is home 
his first thought is that it’s Lucifer and he’s in trouble
until he sees you sobbing on the couch 
he’s not really sure what to do
so he ignores you and goes to get a snack
but then he feels guilty about ignoring you so he comes back
sits on one of the chairs and fumbles with his hands while he figures out what to do
“y/n”
you didn’t even notice he was in the room 
you try to hide the fact that you were crying but it doesn’t work that well
Levi isn’t gonna call you out tho he’s much too awkward for that
asks if you want to come play games with him to take your mind off of things
you take him up on his offer and play games 
tries to be supportive and let you know you can come to him if you need it 
mostly comes out a jumbled stuttered mess but it’s the thought that counts 
doesn’t think to give you a hug until you wrap your arms around him
he just awkwardly accepts and pats you on the back
Satan: 
hears you late at night when he’s trying to read
doesn’t realize WHAT the noise is, just where it’s coming from 
so when he throws open the door and asks you to be quiet only to see your red, tear stained face, he feels like the biggest asshole in the world 
apologizes for being so harsh 
tries to get you to talk to him but you keep insisting you’re fine and you promise you’ll be quieter 
“shhh y/n i don’t care about that now—what’s wrong?”
gets frustrated when you can’t/don’t tell him 
you feel it too so you’re hesitant to let him touch you
but when he gives you a hug you melt into his arms 
kisses your forehead and talks you down 
offers to stay with you until you feel better/can fall asleep
you keep saying it’s okay and he can leave but obviously he doesn’t believe you
cause he’s a great detective
let’s you take what you need from him
but you WILL be having a length discussion about your feelings and your emotional responses when you feel better 
it will be painful
Asmo: 
catches you after you cried
knows instantly because of the red eyes and the puffy lips
pulls you aside and asks how you’re doing/if you’re okay
him asking just makes you cry again 
he knows what to do though 
grabs a cold cloth for you to dab your eyes with and sits with you
puts his arm around you and lets you lean on him and cry
doesn’t try to interrogate you or get you to open up—he knows you will when you’re ready 
gets you water so you can rehydrate
lots and lots of forehead/top of the head kisses 
any sort of gentle touch he can give you he does
and once you’re done crying he’ll help clean you up while you tell him why you were upset
listens very intently too!!
dabbing your eyes with a cold cloth and wiping away your tear stains while reassuring you everything will be okay 
also thinks you’re just the CUTEST crier 
wants to take a picture of your ‘just cried’ face but respects you if you refuse  
Beel: 
most emotionally mature of the group tbh 
comes in to your room to ask you if you have any snacks
you’re curled up in a ball under the covers so he assumes you’re sleeping
he’s about to leave when he hears sniffling 
“y/n, are you awake”
“y-yeah”
can instantly tell you’re upset
he comes and sits at the end of your bed and rubs your back over the blanket 
“what’s going on?”
doesn’t force you to talk about it if you don’t want to
also doesn’t force you to come out from under the covers
instead he talks you down from your ledge and is very gentle with you 
eventually you do come out and he gives you a big hug 
you fall apart in his arms but he holds you until you feel better 
even if you end up falling asleep he stays with you
just wants you to feel better (even though he still really wants those snacks)
Belphie: 
is wandering the halls at night because he slept all day and now he can’t sleep 
hears you crying in your room
is hesitant to go on because he doesn’t know how you’ll react and doesn’t know how to deal with this
paces past your room door at least a dozen times before finally coming in
you’re not even paying attention so you don’t notice he’s there until he sets a gentle hand on your shoulder 
“why are you crying?”
in classic y/n fashion you instantly start crying harder
belphie thinks he upset you by touching you so he moves back
but it only makes it worse
doesn’t know what to do but your crying is lowkey annoying 
is torn between hugging you or letting you be
decides on giving you an awkward half-hug and then leaving
does NOT expect it when you suddenly cling to him and cry into his shirt 
you’re getting it all wet but he doesn’t care
is kinda flustered that you’re so close to him (not that he would ever let it show)
realizes after twenty ish minutes that you’re not crying anymore
you’re not moving at all
you must have fallen asleep from all the crying you’ve done
he can’t just leave you on the floor so obviously he carries you back to bed 
but what if you wake up and think he left you?
it’s probably better if he stays with you…
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hii! can you do a scenario about the obey me boys finding out MC wears glasses?
*insert anime glasses flash gif* it is done
Obey me + MC with Glasses
Lucifer
You rush down the hall, skipping as many steps as safely possible down the steps, to try and make it to the auditorium on time. A benchmark you were well past, but still holding out hope for.
You were supposed to meet Lucifer that morning, before school, to go over some of the details for the culture festival. But your alarm didn’t go off, and you had overslept, and now you were rushing to make up time.
“I’m here! I’m here!” The door made a loud clatter as you burst through it. Trying to catch your breath now that you had crossed the finish line.
“Your late.” Lucifer replied sternly. Apparently also cross. “Being on time is an important part of your commitments [Y/N]. It shows respect.”
“I know, I know.” You reply as you stood up straight. “I didn’t mean to. My alarm malfunctioned. It was an honest mistake.”
The eldest demon brother stared at you with a perplexed expression. “You’re wearing glasses.” He said finally. You which, you were very surprised, and nervously adjusted your frames out of habit.
“Y-Yeah. I am. I usually wear contacts, but I was in such a rush to get here I didn’t have time.”
Lucifer continued to stare at you for a moment before he smiled, “they look nice.” You blush at the compliment and fidget with your glasses again. “Despite that, please be on time for our next meeting. In contacts or glasses. You look nice either way, so your appearance is irrelevant as long as you’re here on time.”
“….thank you….” You supposed that was a compliment.
Mammon
“I’m gonna take one of these. One of these. Ooo…two of those.”
You walk behind Mammon with a grin as he went through the boutique like a kid in a candy store.
He’d just gotten paid from one of his new modeling gigs. Which meant that he was due for a reward, in his opinion. Which also meant that he was going to be broke again here in a few hours but….he was having fun.
“Oh hey, these are cute.” You turn towards the luxury eye wear display when a cute set of frames caught your eye.
Mammon seemed to pick up on your interest and came over. “What do you need those for?”
“Uh…to see…?” You reply as you try the frames on for size. Hmm….not a fit.
“You don’t wear glasses.” He replied with a know-it-all tone.
“Yes I do,” but he clearly didn’t know that. “I just usually contacts. Have you seriously never seen me in glasses?” You try on another pair and turn to him. Looking for his opinion. Mammon seemed so flustered though that he couldn’t get a word out.
“I-I…I knew that! I just meant…you don’t wear ‘em that often…so…so you don’t need new frames. But…if you really want those, I guess I’ll buy them for you. You should have only the best. To protect your eyes I mean!”
You giggle a little at Mammon’s floundering, and hand the frames back to the woman behind the counter to buy them. “Thank you Mammon.” You coo at him. The demon getting red at the tips of his ears as you continue shopping.
Levi
“I’m so excited we get to work on costume’s together [Y/N]!”
“Yeah! Me too!” You cheer along with Levi as you get ready to work. “It should be a fun performance. And the costumes that Asmo designed look really brilliant.”
Levi let out a small huff and crossed his arms. “I guess they’re ok. They don’t really capture the essence of the series though. Only the general design. Which is typical for a normie.”
You giggle at Levi’s otaku elitism. “Well, I’m sure your otaku love will pour into the costumes, and give them that flair that’s missing from the pictures.”
“Do you really think so [Y/N]?” He asked hopefully.
“Of course I do!” You said with encouragement. You then reach in your bag to pull out your glasses. “Ok! Let’s get to work.”
You looked over at Levi, who seemed stun into almost a petrified state. His blank expression just locked on you. “Levi? What’s wrong?”
After a long pause, he finally said, in a quiet voice, “….Hime-sama is wearing glasses…..”
“Oh, yeah. It’s a little easier to for me to see the stitch work with my glasses instead of my contacts. I thought you knew I wore glasses? I mean, I wear the color contacts for cosplay, and I’m really good at them. I thought that was a hint but….Levi!”
The demon had stopped listening halfway through your explanation as his nosebleed caused him to faint and pass out. Otaku Megane Overload.
Satan
Of course, everyone knew that Satan’s favorite thing to do was to read. Second to that was spending time with you.
He tried to deny it, that you were his priority, but you knew where you stood. You couldn’t beat the mythical love stories between pages. The bonds he had built over years with the characters in some of these books. But it was nice of him to act like you could.
In any event, you were both doing his favorite activities of spending time together and reading. If there had been a cat here, he could die a happy man.
“Could we turn up the light in here?” Satan looked up at your question perplexed. “It’s just that it’s kind of dark in here, which makes it kind of hard to see by candlelight.”
“Oh, I’m sorry.” Satan apologized. “I only have the candles unfortunately. I’ve never really liked modern lighting. It’s garish, and excess lighting can be damaging to the books. I can light more candles if it’s an issue.”
You sigh loudly, then rummage through your bag. “You and your gothic aesthetic.” You mutter as you put on your glasses, and tuck back in to reading.
“You wear glasses?” Satan asked. More perplexed than ever that he didn’t know that about you.
“Only when my eyes are strained, or lighting makes it difficult to see.”
The demon seemed torn between his desire not to bring you discomfort and his desire of finding something new about you. “Well, they look nice on you. They suit your face. Very…scholarly” He complimented.
“Thanks,” you reply, “that’s totally the look I was going for.”
You both chuckle for a moment before returning to your books. Spending the rest of the evening peacefully together.
Asmo
“[Y/N]-chaaaan!” Asmo called as he let himself into your room. “Are you ready to go?”
“In a second!” You call back from your closet. Merging a few minutes later with some different top options to try on. “I just need to pick out a shirt, shoes, and accessories, and then we can go.”
“So not done at all.” He bemoaned before shuffling over to your bed and dramatically flopping down on his back on top of the covers. “Oh well, I suppose beauty can’t be rushed.” There was a long pause, only the sound of the hangers in your hand clacking as you demoed each top, before Asmo popped up again. “Hey wait, are you wearing glasses?”
You turn to Asmo with a startled expression and touch your face. “Oh…yeah…” You forgot to take them off when he showed up. Usually you put your contacts in as part of your getting ready routine, but rushing around you forgot to take them off. Now Asmo knew your secret.
“Why didn’t you ever tell me?!” He asked. Bounding off the bed and over to you. “Think of all the accessory options we have now! Plus, they look super cute on you.”
“I…I thought you’d make fun of me for wearing glasses.”
“Why in Devildom would I do that?” He asked. Seeming genuinely confused. Like it was never a thought to make fun of someone for their glasses, or hair color, or anything else about them. That just showed how beautiful of a person Asmo really was.
“Yeah, your right.” You agree. Adjusting your frames with a small smile. “You know what, I’m gonna wear them today. This will be a lot faster too. Let me finish getting ready and I’ll meet you in the lobby.”
“Oh~!” Asmo beamed, before leaning in to give you a peak on the cheek and wait for you downstairs.
Beel
It was your turn on kitchen duty tonight, and you were trying a new recipe you found online.
“Ok…a pinch of salt….6 harlequin leaves….fire moss….”
“Hey [Y/N], you need some help?” Beel asked as he came into the kitchen.
“No! Out!” The demon stopped, like a startled deer, as you yelled at him and pointed for the door. “Last time you ‘helped’ you ate all my ingredients, raw, and broke two bowls. You can’t help me this time Beel.”
Beel hung his head and shoulders a little at being scolded. Looking like a sad, wounded puppy with it’s tail between his legs. “Ok [Y/N], I’m sorry. I just wanted to help….”
You sigh heavily, feeling bad now, and call to him before he could make it to the door. “Wait Beel. I’m sorry. You can help.” The redhead immediately perked up and came over. “But no eating the ingredients.”
Beel nodded enthusiastically as he posted up beside you. “What are you making?”
“This new recipe I found on Devilgram.” You show him your phone with a picture of the final result, and he already started to drool. “But it’s a little complicated. No like…complicated, complicated. The instructions are easy. Just precise. So it’s hard to-“You’re wearing glasses.”
You stop your rambling when Beel cut in. Having put your glasses back on your nose as you were talking. “Oh. Yeah. I don’t need them all the time, but the font is really small on my phone. Helps to see it a bit better.”
“Can I try them?” The tried-and-true question of all non-glasses wearers.
You take them off and hand them to Beel. He carefully took them in both hands and put them on. “How do I look?”
Your immediate thought was ‘cute’, but you decided to go with, “very distinguished.” Which made Beel’s chest puff up. “Now, give those back so I can read the recipe. Or we’ll never have dinner ready.” He immediately handed them back.
Belphie
You opened your eyes with a flutter. Confused where you were for a moment before you let out a groan. Realizing you had fallen asleep.
“Belphie get up.” You urge in a groggy tone and give the demon a nudge. “We fell asleep.”
“Uh, yeah.” Belphie replied before breaking into a yawn. “It’s kind of my thing.”
You sigh and roll over to the edge of the bed. “Ok. We were only out for an hour. So we still have time to study before we head downstairs for dinner.”
“Are you wearing glasses?”
You stop as you realize you had gone through your morning routine without thinking about it. Putting on your glasses before you get started for the day. “Yeah. What about it?”
Belphie reached out and carefully took your glasses from your face. Trying them on. “Oh wow. You can’t see at all.” He stated as his eyes adjust to the frames. “Like…not see at all. How do you not run into more stuff?”
“I’m not blind!” You argue.
“Barely.” He retorted, and gave you your glasses back. “Ugh. Now I have a headache. I’m gonna lay down for another hour until it passes.”
“Belphie, no! We have to get up and study. The test is in two days and we need to…..” He was already snoring half-way through your speech. Pinning you down with his arm across your waist.
You sigh again, then pull out your textbook. If you were going to be trapped, might as well make use of the time.
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amaya-writes · 2 years
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OM Boys Reacting To You Saying You've Been Faking It Recently (As A Prank)
Notes: I randomly got this idea and thought it was funny so I wrote up a couple of hcs for it. Lol why was I literally giggling while writing this
Warnings: nsfw mentions. no actual smut but pretty suggestive
Characters involved: Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphegor
Gender-neutral reader, you/yours
Lucifer
The second most offended.
Lucifer will literally put down everything he's doing to stare you dead in the eyes and ask you to repeat yourself.
"Would you repeat that, darling?"
Regardless of whether or not it was a joke, it is safe to say you will not be leaving whatever room you're in for quite some time.
Lucifer doesn't care if you're in his office, either of your bedrooms or an empty classroom, his pride blinds him enough to not care about the repercussions at that moment.
It's not only his pride, but his heart that is quite wounded at the idea of you not enjoying your intimate moments together, especially since sex means a lot to Lucifer (considering he only reserves that for people he feels very strongly about).
Don't bother holding back any of your noises because Lucifer wants to hear them all. The entire Devildom could have been able to hear you and he still wouldn't care. In fact, that would only reassure him.
His sadistic tendencies take a back seat as Lucifer focuses on pleasuring you to the greatest extent.
However, don't be fooled, for once he realises it was all a prank, your punishment will be just as intense.
Mammon
Mammon freezes.
At first, he doesn't really know what to do and sort of panics.
It's only when he senses the air of amusement around you that he sort of calms down. But that's when the anger and annoyance set in.
He's not actually angry at you, however, he does feel annoyed that you'd play such games with him. Especially since you know he's a switch (mostly bottom) which can make him question whether he's doing enough in bed.
Mammon would be more on the love-making side than intense like Lucifer. You've been faking it recently? Well, then he's going to give you the best orgasm of your life.
Mammon can be so cute during such moments and gets quite clingy even as he tries to be a mean dom (fails completely because he's more of a soft dom).
Expect A LOT of aftercare once the two of you are done. You're both spending the rest of the day (if it's night then the entire night and the next morning) with each other and Mammon gets super clingy.
"Don't ya ever pull something like that again, kay human?"
You think Mammon's tsundere ass is normally jealous? Well, expect that to go through the roof. He's practically glowering at his other brothers if they so much as hint at the commotion that occurred earlier in his room.
Leviathan
This poor baby- tread with caution!
This type of situation can go one of two ways with Levi. Either he gets super insecure and hides himself away, refusing to talk to you and questioning his entire existence.
Or, Levi gets angry.
Which is way better than him being sad.
When Levi first registers your words he goes into panic mode. He starts apologising and maybe even insults himself, talking about how sorry he is.
You need to immediately go into damage control before Levi accidentally summons Lotan and never locks eyes with you for the rest of his life.
Once you tell him it was a joke he gets even more offended however sort of calms down.
I say sort of because the only way to actually calm him down is show him that you don't have to fake it because Levi is more than good enough.
After the first few rounds you might think you're done but that's when Levi actually gets confident and starts to take a bit of control because he needs to prove to himself that he can make you cum while topping you.
Satan
Satan has never put a book down faster in his life.
His reaction will be a little similar to Levi's in that he starts apologising, however, he is more sincere than panicky and even asks you if there was a certain thing that made you fake it.
Once he notices the guilty/amused smile on your face Satan goes LIVID.
Third most offended.
"Forgive me kitten, but I think I need a physical demonstration of what exactly is making you fake it."
Unlike the others, Satan immediately goes into brat taming mode. And you best expect him to be lethal.
He is mindful enough to take you back to his room, mainly because his equipment is there (yes he's using toys, especially a kitty collar and tail).
However, once that door is locked neither of you will be leaving until Satan has made you cum as much as you physically can, which, considering he is a high-ranking demon with a lot of stamina whose ego was just very badly bruised, is very much possible.
You are not walking tomorrow. Like literally, that is not an option. However, Satan will be more than happy to carry you around so everyone can know who exactly made you end up this way.
(The fact that Lucifer is practically fuming because of the situation is the cherry on the top).
Asmodeus
The most offended.
Asmo literally drops the nail polish bottle he's holding, allowing it to splatter all across his desk and the hand he was painting. But for once, he doesn't care about the stains.
Asmodeus is probably the only one who actually gets scary at this moment, because he knows for a fact that you're lying. After all, he's the avatar of lust, and whether it be for the reputation he has to hold or because of affection, Asmo always ensures his partner finishes.
Which is why he knows for a fact that what you're saying is absolute bull.
However, he would never admit as much.
Instead, he just leans back with this god-awful smirk and says one little thing.
"Well then baby, why don't you show me how you like it?"
That's enough to make you know you've fucked up, because not only are you forbidden to leave until you cum, you have to put in all the effort to make it happen.
It's only when you have a mini breakdown after the second round because you're tired but have to keep going because Asmo's (sexual) punishments can put Lucifer to shame that he finally caves.
But it's not because he pities you, after all, why would he when you brought this on yourself?
Instead, it's because he wants to drive you up the wall even more, to completely break you and show you just how much of a fake you are.
But don't worry, your lovely, bubbly Asmodeus is quick to make a return after you're done, with him scooping you up in his arms for a long cleansing bath where he cleans both of you and holds you close.
However, he makes sure to remind you not to pull something like this again unless you're looking for the kind of sex that ends with you in a wheelchair (which if you are, you just need to ask).
Beelzebub
Is honestly confused. First off, he doesn't get why you would bother faking it and thinks that's something you should have told him about (especially since he's the kind of person who prioritises the other person over himself during sex).
Second, he does feel a little stung but he's also worried that this is something that might negatively impact your relationship which is why his first instinct is to sit down and talk it through.
Once he realises you weren't serious, he's more relieved than angry.
You're probably not going to end up having sex unless you start it, but if you do then Beel will be more mindful of your reactions to him, etc.
Like he sort of fixtates on making you cum first and after the two of you are done he asks you questions like if anything hurts, if it was fine/to your satisfaction, etc.
Honestly puppy boy energy.
Belphegor
Belphie's probably never been this awake in his entire time in the Devildom.
Now usually, he's more than happy to fill the position of the bratty bottom who's a sarcastic little fuck and does his very best to drive you up a wall, however, it seems that today you've chosen violence, and Belphie is more than happy to fight fire with fire.
The way his eyes go from drowsy to wide open should be enough of a warning for you to turn tail and run. After all, a dom Belphie is a scary Belphie.
However, by the time you've actually begun to move away his tail is already wrapping around your waist tugging you back to his side of the bed, but this time you're far closer to him than before.
"Would you mind repeating that again, doll?"
He knows for a fact that you're pranking him, which is why he's not as offended as he is amused.
If this is the game you want to play, then Belphie's happy to play along.
Much like Lucifer and Satan, he goes for the punishment side, but his punishments are more...different. Aka overstimulation.
For once, Belphie's happy to put in all the work as he has you on your hands and knees with your voice echoing around the attic. He might throw in a bit of impact play or orgasm denial depending on how persistent you are with your prank (how quickly you stop).
But at the end of the day, he's also kind of a soft baby and once you're done and cuddled up to him taking a little power nap he makes sure you dream about him and you together.
It's not a lewd dream or anything, but just a soft one that allows you to know how he feels about you without Belphie having to outright say it.
Overall, he's the only one except for Asmo who would actually be kind of scary but he's also pretty soft and to him this whole situation is just a lil game.
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milqilin · 2 years
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hi you can ignore this if you want but can I request Belphegor x cow fem reader like you did with Beel but with Belphie?
18+ ONLY | OM! Headcanon:
🤍Undesirable🖤
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Belphegor x Cow! Fem! Reader
Word Count: 4.4K
💤Notes: When making Got Milk? I did consider Belphie because of obvious reasons, but I just couldn't get the thought of Beel drinking breast milk out of my mind hahaha. But-- since it's been asked for, I don't mind writing a Belphie one.💜 This is for you Anon. Also Belphie is SUPER MEAN and I imagine this taking place in a timeline where he still can't fully accept MC, so if this isn’t your thing I apologize.
⚠️TW's: Implied Plump! Reader, Cow Hybrid! Reader, Big Tits! Reader, Somnophilia, Foreplay, Jealousy, Berating of Other Brothers, Dirty Talk, Manipulation/Blackmail, Sadist/Masochist Dynamic, Erotic Lactation, Slight Fingering, Lactophilia, Breeding Kink, NonCon, Slight Tit Fucking, Nipple Play (?), Spit Kink, Missionary & Doggy Style, Spanking, Choking, Tit Slapping (?), Unprotected Sex, Scratching (F! Receiving), Impregnation Kink, Creampie, Biting/Marking/Bruises (F! Receiving), Finger Sucking (?), Degradation, Mentions of Reader Passing Out, Use of the Words Whore + Slut + Bitch etc, Corruption Kink(?), and Slight Aftercare (Not Really But Sorta.)
🥛Summary: Reader has somehow been cursed and has turned into a cow human-hybrid! Everyone is looking for a way to change you back to normal-- except for one nasty minded brother who decides to finally enact his revenge on your body.
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Somehow Reader is turned into a humanoid cow hybrid- Tiny horns, ears, tail, and can only talk in "moos". You still have your wits and can read or make hand signals, it's just your voice communication has been blocked, even via text message or pen and paper you write "moo".
Your desperate attempts to try and communicate with the brothers was very amusing to Belphegor.
The whiny tone in your constant "moos" for help, it was making his mind wander into scenarios that required a little too much energy.
But-- you were too cute desperate.
The teary look in your eyes when you figured out you were cursed and weren't able to fully communicate with anyone was an instant hard on for Belphie.
Wasn't it enough you were parading around as his banner animal, but now you were looking so fucking pitiful and helpless.
You were looking more and more tempting with each passing minute.
Your tail swishing side to side from under your short light blue dress showing off your thick thighs, ears folded downward as you wore that cute pout on your face because of your current predicament.
Hours had passed and you were becoming exhausted from running around with the brothers and Angels trying to find a cure, but sadly nothing they tried worked.
You headed for the House of Lamentation's common room.
Finding a comfortable spot on one of the couches, fighting back the tears that begged to fall down your rosy cheeks because of your frustration.
It didn't take long for your eyes to start fluttering and for your conscious to drift away into a deep slumber from the exhaustion.
"So careless..." Belphie sneered under his breath as he quietly entered the room and approached your unaware figure carrying his cow-patterned pillow.
He gazed down at your sleeping form taking in the sound of your light, soft breathes as you were curled up like a ball on the couch you had chosen.
Belphegor slightly tilted his head as he gently removed loose strands of hair from your face, pushing them to the side to get a better look at your facial features.
Your face was lightly flushed, tears still pricked at the corner of your eyes beautifully adorning your long luscious eyelashes.
Your lips looked tender and plump, he wanted to bite them so badly.
But-- his main focus, the cow ears you now adorned looked so soft and fluffy. The way you unconsciously showed your emotions through them was so innocent.
Then you also had the tiny dull horns near your ears and the tail-- just adding to your pure look.
'But--' Belphie's mind trailed off.
His violet and pink gradient eyes landed on your chest with a smirk.
They were humongous, overlapping your arms as you cradled your body in them for comfort.
It was absolutely enticing.
If he could just take this one chance to finally mess you up like he had planned on that day.
Belphegor smirked at this idea as he cupped one of your breasts in his hands through the cloth of your dress.
His violet eyes widened, but only for a second before returning to a cold squinted grimace.
“Of course a whore like you wouldn’t be wearing a bra.” he harshly remarked as he started to cup both of your tits in his slender hands, slightly trying to turn your body to make you unravel yourself.
His fingers sunk into the plump supple flesh of your tits through the light blue fabric, he grasped them harshly and watched as your dress darkened in the chest area, wet from the milk leaking from your nipples.
Belphegor did not care one bit if you woke up from his rough treatment.
“You have to be the stupidest human alive, just leaving yourself open like this around demons.” Belphie ridiculed at your unconscious body as he pinched and tugged at your now pebbled buds.
You slightly stirred in your sleep, moo-ing sleepily before once again becoming completely still despite Belphegor’s trespassing digits.
Belphie slightly jumped at your meek moo, taken a back for just a moment before gaining back his composure.
Since you didn’t wake up, he was getting more cocky with his actions now, he wanted to test just how long it would take you to wake up.
How long would it take to see the horrified expression on your face when you woke up from your comforting slumber.
Belphegor pulled up your slutty dress without hesitation, as though he wasn’t even doing anything wrong, getting a full look at your pudgy, yet sexy figure.
Your bare breasts bounced from the forceful movement of Belphie lifting up your dress to your collarbone before settling.
His gaze shifted towards your frilly white panties, a color far too pure for someone like you to wear.
To a demon like him all you humans mainly looked the same, your body should’ve been no different besides your massive assets, but-
Belphie looked down towards his crotch, his cock was rock hard already just from fondling you a bit, annoying himself.
He wondered if it was because you were asleep and unaware of his actions? Maybe because he’s finally getting what he’s wanted for so long now- revenge.
Make you humans suffer, even if it’s just one of you, but the more he looked at your curvaceous body the more Belphie slightly found you barrable to look at.
...
Alright, he’ll admit you were cute-ish, but that still wouldn’t save you from what Belphie had in store for you.
It sickened him that all his brothers were so fond of you and falling head first into infatuation, even his older twin brother.
He clenched his jaw at the thought of you spending time with Beel. You and Beelzebub going out to eat-- you seeing him smile and laugh, while Belphie himself was locked away up in that attic.
He wanted to ruin you, make you so insecure you wouldn't even think about trying to be with one of his brothers.
"A human shouldn't even be here, let alone one that's a woman." Belphie insulted, "I honestly wouldn't be surprised if you whored yourself out to Mammon or even Lucifer already."
Belphegor finally made his position on top of your unconscious body, already fixing his clothed pelvis between your thighs as he towered over you.
"...Hey, if you don't wake up I'm gonna violate you." he chuckled darkly as he continued to grope at your tits roughly.
The amount of milk streaming from your tits was amazing, Belphie couldn't help himself-- his mind kept wandering every time he looked down at your breasts and seen the white, creamy liquid drip down onto your beautiful rolls.
He lowered his head closer to your chest, licking at one of your wet nipples and taking in the slight flavor.
It wasn't...bad, but it wasn't even the flavor Belphegor was truly interested in, in the first place.
Just those massive soft tits being in his face as he nibbled and sucked on them and using them as pillows was making him feel an intense feeling of lust alone.
He started to suckle on the alluring bud, slightly groaning while taking in your milk, having it wash over his taste bloods before gulping it down while being slightly smothered by your ample bosom.
Belphie groped at your other breast, trying to hold it all within his slender hand. It was so much-- so soft yet heavy. He could feel your milk covering his palm.
He started to bite tenderly at the nipple he held in his mouth, earning a slight jolt from your sleeping body, but it didn't stop him from continuing.
Belphegor wanted you to wake up already so he could really play with you.
Enough was enough, he fumbled with the button to his pants and unzipped his zipper.
Belphie pulled out his bulging length, pumping it in his dominant hand as he used his other hand to continue fondling one of your tits.
He stared intently at your chest, smirking as an idea came mind.
"I'd be a fool to pass up a titty fuck from a pair of tits this massive." Belphegor licked his lips hungrily.
He crawled further on top of you, his legs now at the sides of your ribs as his pelvis rested on top.
Belphie gathered up saliva in his mouth before spitting on the area in-between your breasts, earning no movement from you to his irritation.
He slid his dick in his own spit before cupping both of your boobs and burying his cock between them.
A grunted breathe escaped past Belphegor's lips, the way your tits fully ingulfed his cock was pure bliss.
The warmth was unbelievable, it felt as though his dick was melting in the cradle of your chest.
He couldn't even see himself within the mounds of soft flesh that wrapped around his girth.
Belphie moved your tits individually up and down, moving them opposite ways on his dick and feeling his saliva gliding on his pulsing shaft.
He would start to brutally thrust himself into your chest, with each intense stroke his base slapped against the bottom of your tits making them ripple.
Belphegor bit his lip while stifling back groans, he didn't want to admit how good your tits felt pushed up against his dick.
You were somehow still unconscious, even with him using your breasts like a fucking cock sleeve.
Belphie was panting now with each hip movement in and out of your pushed together tits. He dug his nails into the tender tissue of your boobs, making scratch marks appear.
"This-- is just getting ridiculous, fuck. There's no way you don't feel this s-shit." he insisted as he stared down at your peacefully slumbering face.
Your long eyelashes kissing your rosy cheeks, your cherry tinted lips slightly apart from one another as you breathed softly without a care in the world.
Belphegor slowly stopped his movements, not feeling fulfilled as he should have been at this point.
It was taking you WAY too long to wake up.
"Are you just pretending?" Belphie questioned as he considered just shaking you awake-- but that would ruin the fun.
He positioned himself back in between your legs and circled your clit with his thumb through your silk cotton panties.
Belphie lowered his eyelids and sickly grinned, he could feel your naughty juices seeping through the white fabric of your underwear on his thumb.
"Haha, you have to be joking? I knew you were a perv, but getting off in your sleep by being touched by your assaulter-- just shameless." Belphegor cursed mockingly.
He pulled your cotton panties to the side, getting a look at your bare cunt as he continued to touch himself. Your slit was sopping wet, shining with your sweet nectar.
Your pussy was so fat Belphie didn't even have to hold your panties to the side. They stayed in place, making him laugh.
"This body of yours was just made to be fucked, wasn't it?" he questioned as he used his thumb to spread open one side of your outer labia to get a peek at your folds.
Your dripping womanhood looked so perfect and untouched, but he knew better than to believe that. Such a lovely color and beautiful lips, your vagina was twitching for attention.
"Tch, it's not even that pretty." he muttered under his breath, lying to himself as he lightly played with your clit.
He rubbed his index and middle finger along your slit before prodding his fingers slightly into your dripping wet hole.
Your plush walls enveloping the tips of his fingers as he slowly pumped them in and out of your pussy, gradually going deeper but Belphegor wouldn't do this for long.
He took his fingers out of your aching cunt and started to rub his tip up the length of your slit and nudged at your puffy clit.
"Haaah-- fuck." Belphie groaned out, anticipating his next movements that he knew would change the scenario drastically.
Belphie lined himself up with your tight hole, gradually pushing his tip pass your inner labia. He pumped his tip in and out of your pussy only a few times before roughly ramming his full girth into your pussy and hitting your cervix, immediately disrupting your depressing slumber.
You yelped out with a painful moo, shook awake by a stinging sensation deep within you-- immediately trying to squirm and push away from whatever was causing you harm.
Suddenly slender hands firmly grasped your wrists, pinning them at the sides of your head as you continued to even try and understand what was happening.
That's when you noticed who was above you through your tear-filled E/C eyes.
"M-Moo...?" you moo-ed in confusion while looking up at Belphegor with fear deeply apparent in your eyes.
That stuttered moo sent shivers down his spine.
A smug grin appeared on Belphie's dark features, looking down at you with cruel violet eyes.
"Oh, look at that. You finally woke up." the words slipped between his soft lips like toxin.
You didn't understand why Belphegor was doing this? You didn't even realize the true horror of the situation til you finally looked down at where you were feeling the distress.
Once your eyes saw that you and Belphie were connected at the hips, tears streamed down your cheeks to no end.
You were going to try and call out for help, but Belphegor could easily read your mind.
He quickly let go of one of your wrists and grasped ahold of your mouth roughly, now pinning the back of your head down to the couch.
His cerulean blue nails digging into your face as he loomed over you, his bangs hanging away from his face allowing you to see all his features.
"Do you really think that's a good idea?" he calmly asked you, making you even more terrified.
How could Belphie be so calm in this situation? How could he even be doing this to you?
"I'm already deep in this slutty cunt of yours, you really think if any of my brothers see this they'll want anything to do with you?" he punctuated his statement by starting to stroke in and out of your cunt harshly while removing his hand from your mouth.
"Besides, even if you did yell out-- nobody's here right now."
You moaned out uncontrollably as Belphegor's cock scraped against your insides, "Mooo!! M-MoOo--!!"
Belphegor's words stung, making your heart feel as though you had been pierced with a knife and he just kept going as he continued to pump himself into you, bruising your cervix.
"Haha, how would Mammon feel seeing this? With him always wanting to be your first for everything! First to make a pact with you, he definitely wanted to be the first to pound this ass. Levi's probably the same way with all that envy of his."
Weak sobs left your throat, coming out as little moos, just stroking Belphie's ego even more as he continued to berate his brothers for their disgusting interest in you.
The tears wouldn't stop flowing.
"That is if you haven't fucked any of them already, which I'm sure you have." he grunted.
You wanted him to stop, at least to stop insulting his brothers. It wasn't their fault, but you couldn't even beg him to stop because he wouldn't understand and even if he did, you didn't think he would've stopped then either.
"If I were you, I'd try to keep quiet about this. I'm sure this would be such a nice rumor to have going around the academy." Belphie threatened.
Belphegor cupped both of your tits and squeezed them harshly, letting fresh milk streak out over the dried lines that covered your curvy form.
Puddles were starting to form on the couch as he continued to milk your breasts, loving how the soft plump flesh felt in the palms of his hands.
Belphie started to lick and teeth at your perky nipples again, switching between tits to give them equal attention while subtly cuddling his face within your bosom.
Seeing you in this state-- mouth wide open, crying out only in moos with tears in your eyes, it was erotic as hell. He honestly didn't even know if he could get himself to calm down after just one round.
"Keep that nasty mouth open," Belphegor demanded of you as he held the bottom of your jaw, motioning for you to lean your head upward as he continued to pound himself into you.
You hesitantly kept your mouth open for him, watching him as he built up more saliva in his mouth just to spit it down your throat.
You gagged, only for your mouth to be covered by one of Belphie's slender hands violently.
"Swallow." he growled at you while looking deep into your eyes with a dark squint.
You followed his instructions gulping down his spit, making an obnoxious smirk appear on Belphegor's facial features as he felt your pussy twitch around him.
The common room echoed with your insignificant moos and the wet slapping sounds of Belphegor ramming his thick cock into you all the way to the base repeatedly and mercilessly hitting your sweet spot.
"You're such a fucking tease acting like you don't want this at first and now look at you." he mocked.
"M-moo!!" you whined out desperately shaking your head, wanting to deny all the nasty things Belphie was saying.
"Don't try and tell me 'no,' slut." he snarled as he grasped ahold of your face, squishing your cheeks together, "this drenched pussy tells me a different story, just look-"
Belphie pushed your face away from his hand and looked down towards where you both were connected.
You followed his gaze, watching as he rutted his girth in and out of your drooling walls. Taking in the strings of juices that strung between both of your crotches every time he pulled away.
"You see how wet you are? Do you feel how tight your pussy is wrapped around me? Just pleading to keep being fucked by me."
You hid your face behind your hands, not wanting to see or listen to his vile actions or words as he started to fondle your tits again.
Your swollen boobs bouncing with every thrust as the creamy liquid continued to leak and soak into the couch.
Seeing your massive tits bouncing up and down from his thrusting even though he was cupping your breasts just encouraged Belphie more, even though he could feel himself getting tired.
He had never put so much energy into anything before unless it involved his twin brother.
Belphie took his hands off your breasts-- one placing themselves at one of your inner thighs to keep steady and the other was raised high, his entire hand flat.
Not a finger curled or closed, his hand was wide open.
You watched in suspense with fearful eyes, wondering what Belphegor was going to do even though you had such a naughty expression plastered on your face.
Eventually you got your answer.
His hand came down and slapped your tits to the side, a burning sensation filled your chest.
"Mooo!! M-Moouuahh!!" you mewled out, unable to moan anything else because of the curse.
Belphie continued to slap your boobs, switching the directions of his slaps and enjoying the multiple views of your tits swaying every which way.
Belphegor started to take your nipples back in his mouth again while switching between his abusive slaps-- his wet muscle circling your hardened nipples, but soon you would moo out in pain.
He took in as much as your breast as he could into his mouth and bit down hard on the tender flesh.
It was as though a volt of electricity had been sent throughout your body, it was so painful, yet heart racing.
When Belphie finally relaxed his jaw and released your aching tit from his mouth, he could see the bite mark that circled your areola.
"M-M-Mooooo..." you weakly sobbed, quivering in terror, trying to predict his next actions.
Your chest would soon be littered with bitemarks and bruises, covering all the way up your neck. The tingling sensation that covered your skin was intoxicating.
Your face was flushed with a deep red and drowned in tears, hiccupping moos left your succulent lips matching his strokes like music to Belphie's ears and your cow ears were turned downward expressing your distress.
He cupped your face with one hand and traced his thumb over your plump bottom lip, inserting his thumb into your mouth forcefully.
You gently sucked on his thumb reluctantly as he continuously pounded the shape of his cock into you, only encouraging Belphegor to play with your mouth further.
He switched out his thumb for his index and middle finger, your tongue gliding between his fingers before sucking on them.
Suddenly he took his fingers out of your mouth and you were roughly grabbed by Belphegor, forcefully turned around onto your stomach with one of his hands immediately pushing one side of your wet face into the couch cushions.
His dick stayed planted firmly deep inside of you when he spun you around.
The feel of his thick, veiny muscle circling your insides felt too pleasurable-- as though a fire had been lit inside you.
"You're such a pitiful human, you aren't anything special." Belphie stated, trying to hide the blush coming to his cheeks as he watched your ass ripple from his back shots.
He continued to drill into your quivering form from behind, taking in your facial expressions every time he nudged your g-spot.
The way your mouth hung open with your tongue lolling out getting your nasty drool all over the seat was a sight to behold.
"That's right, keep clenching that slutty pussy around this dick." he growled in your ear breathlessly as he leaned over you.
His warm breath tickled your ear, but that thought was quickly pushed aside as Belphie rammed it into the back of your mind.
Your head was becoming fuzzy and the knot that had been forming deep within you became tighter and tighter with each stroke of Belphegor's swelling cock was about to come undone.
Belphegor could feel his balls aching-- pulsing for relief, he was getting close as well.
"Ggghh-- Making me put in all the work, lazy skank." he panted out as he raised his hand and slapped your ass for your insolence.
You squirmed under him, still moo-ing in different tones depending on what sweet spots Belphie's dick hit as he continued to smack your ass til it was blazing bright red with his handprints.
He was intensely thinking about where he should finish. The way your fat ass was jiggling from being forcefully pushed up and down on his length was too memorizing though, he couldn't keep a straight thought.
On your back? On your ass? Turn you around and cum on your tits?
"Fuck that, ah--!! I'm gonna cum right in this sloppy pussy!" he groaned.
Your ears immediately twitched at this statement and you started to cry out in protest desperately, despite you feeling yourself clench tighter at the insinuation.
Belphegor's rhythm started to get sloppier, "Yeah, keep moo-ing out like that. Gghh-- That pathetic whimpering suits you far better than that confident front you put up."
He was so close, but he just couldn't get there. Belphie needed something more.
He grabbed you by your hair, bringing your head up from the cushion violently.
"MOOO--!!" you squealed painfully.
Belphegor kept pumping himself into you as he wrapped both hands around your neck tightly, pulling your head back even further as he dug his colored nails into your skin.
"I'm gonna fill this womb of yours up and get you pregnant with my seed--!!" he roared.
You started to choke out for air, barely getting a moo out past your lips because the burning sensation taking over your throat.
Your face wrinkled in pain and you clenched your teeth together as you tried to struggle free by wrapping your hands around his.
"You'd like that right? Getting pregnant with my bastard like the loose bitch you are." Belphie taunted into one of your ears before gently kissing it sickeningly.
Your big E/C eyes started to roll into the back of your head and drool seeped from one of the corners of your mouth as you reached your climax.
Your hands fell back to your side weakly, admitting defeat to Belphegor.
"Haha, giving up so quickly? You feel that good or are you just that weak?" he teased.
You spasmed around his thick muscle while you slowly started to lose consciousness. Your eyes becoming heavier with each passing moment.
"M-mm-oogh..." you trailed off.
Suddenly Belphie felt your body go limp.
He let go of your neck, but not out of fear that he severely hurt you. Belphegor just wanted to see your yet again unconscious body fall helplessly into the couch.
Finally he was able to achieve climax, filling up your greedy aching cunt with his thick semen til the salty thick liquid was seeping out of your convulsing hole, staining the dark cloth of the couch.
When Belphie fully pulled out of you he watched as the rest of his excessive seed leaked out of you.
He quickly cleaned himself up and was about to leave the common room-- yet he stopped and looked back towards your form that was heavily panting and left a mess on the now dirty couch.
Belphegor huffed and told himself he was only doing this to avoid being caught because it would just be smart and less trouble for him in the future.
He hastily cleaned up the mess he had made in the common room to the best of his ability.
The only stains Belphie bothered to clean on the couch were the cum stains as the stains from your breast milk he was sure no one would question because of your current situation.
He also cleaned up your body making sure he didn't miss a single spot, taking extra time on cleaning up your chest and womanhood areas before fixing your dress.
The last thing Belphegor did before officially leaving the room with a yawn was wrapping your energy drained body up in a large comforting warm blanket while thinking about where he was going to take his nap.
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malleusfucker · 2 years
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Belphegor Kinks and HCs
warnings: smut/nsfw, unhealthy relationships aka belphie being a toxic bastard, exhibitionism, possessiveness, sadism, belphie being a humongous WHORE, reader is afab but no gender or pronouns are explicitly specified
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ngl i didn’t expect to be this explicit and detailed but idk belphie is so fuckin fun to write about i got carried away lmao
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sleepy sex 24/7
we all know that belphie very much lives up to his title of being “the avatar of sloth” with him still being drowsy after even 20 hours of sleep and let’s just say, he is in no way different when it comes to sex. his all-time favourite thing to do is just to snuggle up in his bed, being enveloped by his many blankets and having a snooze all day. belphie, however, becomes somewhat more animated when you're involved. he’ll be spooning you with his arms wrapped around you tightly so that you can’t get up and eventually you’ll feel something poking your ass only to realise that he’s gotten hard just from you being next to him like this. he isn't patient or gives you much time to wait before he starts slowly grinding his hips into your ass and mumbling filth in your ear about what he wants to do to you.
belphie knows your weak spots and knows exactly how to make you blush, continuing his game to tease you with the pace of his hips getting gradually more erratic to the point where you can feel his dick twitch against you even through his sweats. when he wants to be, belphie is the epitome of “all talk, no action” with him constantly spewing nonsense into your ear throughout licks and kisses claiming how he’ll “fuck you until you can’t walk”. 
but in actuality, what he tends to do is to just use you as his own toy to jerk himself off, feeling his dick rub in between your thighs - his hips sloppily hitting your ass, whining into your ear saying how good it feels when, before you know it, you suddenly hear him gasp and see the bedsheets in front of you drenched with his cum. he’ll do all of this, waking you up and interrupting your nap just for him to go back to sleep leaving you restless and unsatisfied. 
what frustrates you even more is that you know once you fall back asleep, he’s just going to wake up and do the same exact thing, using you for his own pleasure, making you feel more irritated each time he does it.
EXHIBITIONISM
this mf lives and breathes for exhibitionism in the sense that, he just wants the entire world to know that you belong to him and that he’s the only one that can fuck you. it’s a bit different to someone like lucifer, for example, who would be into exhibitionism for the sole purpose of embarrassing and punishing you, whilst belphie is the complete opposite. he wants you to feel good, he wants everyone to look at you not with disgust or shame but to see how much pleasure he makes you feel. this is all for him to just shove into peoples faces that you’re his and that they should stay away from you which, after you’re done, they most certainly will. this is purely the result of belphie being INSANELY possessive - with him being on the same league as lucifer, if not, even worse. he is completely shameless when being with you, not giving a single fuck about anyone whilst he’s aggressively thrusting into you, making you scream his name on repeat. he wants you to be loud, fuck it, he wants all of his brothers to walk in on you and see the mess that belphie’s making out of you and will literally force them to stay and watch just so he can drill into their head that you don’t belong to anyone else but him.
will FUCK YOU UP when he’s in the mood
belphie is always very sleepy and, majority of the time, enjoys to just have more slow and sloppy sex with you. that being said though, that on the rare occasions that he doesn’t feel tired or drowsy, HE WILL FUCK YOU UP IN MORE WAYS THAN ONE. belphie is not one to be ashamed and will do everything; text you, drag you, call you over just so he can have his hands all over you. in these moments that he’s more excited and eager, his patience wears THIN and in a matter of seconds will have his mouth on you, licking and sucking hickeys onto your skin. he’ll immediately have you on all-fours, feeling up your ass and thighs cooing at you, saying how obedient and compliant you are for him. next thing you know is that you feel the stretch and pain of his dick being suddenly slammed into you from the lack of his self-restraint, hips slap against yours making you buckle and shake from all the intensity - both your moans intertwining with the sound of lewd clapping filling the silence in the room as he continues to ruthlessly pound into you.
unlike his twin who would accidentally hurt you, belphie is 100% doing this intentionally. he purposely wants you to feel sore days after, he wants you to feel the lingering sting and ache in between your legs just so it can remind you what sort of state he had you in the day before. and if that doesn’t remind you enough, the sight of dark hickeys and bruises on your skin will make up for it. belphie loves nothing more than to just mark you and cover you with endless hickeys because for him, it’s a literal way of him claiming you, letting everyone know what you both were up to in his room.
OVERSTIMULATION/MASOCHISM - just fuck him up instead
belphie is just very bratty. giving you all this shit, marking you and being aggressive with you just to cover up the fact that he would very much like you to do the fucking up sometimes :/ while belphie never wants to give up all the control, he’ll occasionally give you 10% of it (which means you can basically do whatever you want and he’ll just sit back and comply).
he may or may not want you to push him, spank him or give him all the same shitty treatment he gives you as some sort of “payback”.  except it’s not really payback, he just invents excuses to hide the tent in his pants that’s growing rapidly, teasing you with his words that truly do just want to make you shove his face down into the mattress and fuck the shit out of him - forcing him to swallow his words with his pathetic whines and whimpers, spewing out loads of cum from how aggressively you’re overstimulating him. all his begging and “no!”s being drowned out by the sound of his slutty moaning and soon, all that denial and refusal being completely gone along with his shame as he immodestly begs you to give it to him harder.
(BELPHIE IS SUCH A SLUT OH LORD)
WILL MANIPULATE YOU
probably one of the most sadistic and messed up out of the brothers and what’s worse is that you’ll never know what he’s feeling right until he has hand wrapped around your throat, laughing cruelly at the way your breath falters and your shaking hands desperately trying to rip off his grip that he has on you. belphie’s sadistic side is the worst because not only does he enjoy inflicting pain on you, HE ENJOYS IT WAY TOO MUCH. he will let you know just how much joy your tears and cries bring him, spitting on you and calling you pathetic, making you question your entire relationship and whether he does truly love you like he always loves to claim. 
that’s where his more twisted side comes into play, he’ll degrade you, spit on you, choke and scratch you - all of this tied neatly with a bow when he suddenly says “i’m just doing this because i love you so much. you know that don’t you?” you’ll nod, trying to convince yourself that his sugar-coated words are true and that he does love you because “you’re the only one that makes me feel like this. i just can’t hold back”. this side of belphie both terrifies you and exhausts you. comparing him to his twin, it’s the younger one that really reminds you that what you’re dealing with is nothing ordinary, but a literal demon. luckily for you (or unluckily if you’re insanely masochistic) is that this side of him rarely peaks through, and if it does, it’s never to the extent where you genuinely fear for your wellbeing. 
in the end, belphie is just someone in need of constant love and affection considering how he was locked and kept away from everyone he loved for such a long time. he only craves one thing and it’s for you to always reassure him that you’ll never leave his side and will shower him with your love.
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writing-heiress · 1 year
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Belphie and Satan are genuine assholes. They don’t like humans, Belphie especially hates them, & can generally be dicks to strangers because they can be. They each have their own list of people they are automatically soft with, Mammon, Beel, Lilith, Levi, & MC at the top. Luke’s in the middle, same with Barbatos, Asmo, Simeon, & Lucifer. Diavolo and Solomon aren’t even on either’s list.
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simplyycherry · 1 year
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No mentions of any gender ☆
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〰︎Belphegor〰︎
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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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airbendertendou · 11 months
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JUST TO KISS ME! ♥︎
synopsis : various asexual!characters w asexual!reader ; non-sexual intimacy characters include : sanzu, belphie, kokonoi, and solomon.
warnings : [name] used in place of y/n or mc ; laying on sanzu in his, if that makes you uncomf you can skip ; solomon puts his hand on your throat w no ill intentions ; sexual jokes ; asexuality does not always mean sex-repulsed
song inspo ; we’ll never have sex by leith ross
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— SANZU! ♥︎
the air is misty as you leave the shower, steam fogged up the mirrors around you, clinging to each and every surface it could. with a frown, you realize you’d left your favorite lotion in your bedroom. clad in only comfy shorts, you make your way there.
sanzu is dozing on your bed, his bare back greeting you as he lays on his stomach. a pile of bloodied clothes sit near the closet — the same suit he’d been wearing that morning. with a thought, you forgo the lotion and make your way to him.
settling down on top of him gently, you hum in delight as your skin touches his. sanzu lets out a grunt only to relax a second later, welcoming your added weight happily.
— BELPHEGOR! ♥︎
sleepy, dream-filled eyes look around until they see you. you’re sitting on the counter as satan cooks, muttering about a book you’d just read. beelzebub is peeking over the blonde’s shoulder, eyes hungry and ravenous as he watches his brother make dinner.
“mornin’, kid! sleep well?” it’s mammon who spots him first. belphie only hums, feet tapping his way to you. he wraps his arms around your hips, nose nuzzling into your sternum as he yawns. mammon lets out a snort, “like we’re not even here…”
“wanted somethin’ sweet,” he’s teetering on the cusp of sleeping again, ignoring the howls and jokes his brothers make. he hears something about you being the sweetest thing in the house — not that he disagrees on that part. with a kiss to your neck, belphie is snoring once more as you run your fingers through his hair.
— KOKONOI! ♥︎
he was meant to be helping you pick out clothes. it was your date night — a weekly, mandatory thing he tried his best not to miss. but, kokonoi looked so pretty as he juggled between two shirts — two of his favorites that he loved to see on you. so, really, it wasn’t your fault.
“baby, how do you like—“ a yelp leaves his mouth the next second. you’d tugged him down gently by his shirt collar, a devilish grin on your lips that melts against his own. pants echo in your mouth ; his tongue sweeping against yours briefly before he pulls away. koko speaks through giggles, “wait… wait a minute. let me set these down.”
his cheeks are flushed as he puts your clothes back in the closet. you’re still eyeing him heavily, sweeping up every inch of him. kokonoi clears his throat before sitting beside you this time. that’s all you need before you’re diving in greedily once more.
— SOLOMON! ♥︎
asmodeous had a problem. many problems, really, but a certain one that irritated everyone else as well. he never knocked. true to his form, asmo welcomes himself into your room, a frown on glossed lips as he holds two sheet masks. “doll, do you think— didn’t know you guys were into that.”
solomon can’t help his grin, even as he rolls his eyes. a spell you’d been trying earlier almost backfired — could’ve backfired if he didn’t help in time. as a result, your vocal chords had been hit. his hand was around your throat, checking your lymph nodes and making sure everything was okay — that’s all.
you pull your chin down and away from solomon’s hand, your own cheshire grin forming at the comment. catching sight of the masks in asmo’s hands, you speak up. “we’ll invite you next time. go with the green one — it’s good for hydration.”
——♥︎——
made this a personal challenge to only have 3 paragraphs idk how to feel abt them hehe but <3 hope they’re okay
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sleepey-demon-liker · 11 months
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can i request a belphie x eldest sibling reader who acts like a typical eldest child (and hence tends to “look after” belphie) and isn’t great at expressing affection . can be angst or fluff or both ! tysm <33
Ofc nonnie! Thanks so much for requesting btw, I hope you enjoy~ ☆ (I made this fluff fluff fluffy!)
Belphie with an Eldest Sibling Reader
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Belphie, being the youngest and most spoiled, fully takes advantage of your caring personality and expertise. He does genuinely enjoy you caring for him though, more than he appreciates his brothers doing it
If you ever told him about your siblings, he would act uninterested, but he is behind his facade. He gets a little jealous that you give this type of attention and affection to others... but he understands that family bond. If you ever proposed the idea of introducing him to your siblings, he would accept nonchalantly but actually be worried about impressing them and if they would approve of him
Belphie doesn't mind that you aren't great at or don't know how to express affection. He knows you still care just by little actions. Like making sure he is up and ready for RAD, or asking if his homework is finished and if not, you'd be happy to help with it. You both get each other, and he couldn't ask for anything more
He'll be the one to initiate affection if you don't know how, and he's completely fine with that- it'll just be in his tsundere like way that we all know and love~
He'll, of course, always ask to cuddle with you, to nap with you, to just be with you, and every time you agree he's over the moon. He will, also of course, never let you leave once he has you, so expect to be cuddling in his arms or have his head resting in your lap for 5 hours at the very least hehe
Soon you may even find that subconsciously, your hand will wander to his own, or your fingers will be running through his silky hair, or that your lips had met because of your own volition and not because he was the one to ask. Nothing gets Belphie's heart beating more than those innocent moments
Belphegor loves and treasures you dearly, he loves how you spoil him, how you take care of him, and how he doesn't have to fear judgement when he's in your presence. He knows you'll always take care of him, and he'll do his best to take care of you as well. So MC, won't you stay with him just a little longer~?
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There we go, thanks again for requesting anon!! I love our sleepy cow demon just as much~ I only have 1 sibling and I'm the younger one so I hope I wrote this well enough and that it's accurate HSGSHSBS
See you lovelies next time~ ☆
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mammss · 2 years
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i just finished lesson 80 and wanted to reread all the lessons for fun but HOW COME I JUST FOUND OUT THE HOL IS ACTUALLY A DORM AND NOT AN ACTUAL HOUSE THE BROTHERS OWN AND LIVE IN
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LIKE THEY DONT HAVE A HOME MORE LIKE BECAUSE THEY GO TO RAD THEY HAVE A DORM??? DO ALL THE RAD STUDENTS LIVE IN DORMS?????
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cxmmies · 2 years
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⚠︎ fem!bodied reader x Belphegor • cock-warming • praise • pet names. (plz tell me if I missed smt)
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𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐞 would definitely be the type of demon to have his cock nestled deep in your pussy whilst spooning you from behind. Occasionally give sloppy kisses on the side of your neck and whisper how warm n' wet you feel. "Fuuuck- angel, feels like my dicks' melting" Makes you clench like a vice every time and never fails to haul the cutest groans from his lips. Sleepy, groggy breaths hit your ear as your cunt massages him to sleep and his soothing moans send you into deep slumber. You might even wake up to a good fuck with how impatient he gets♡
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qtofi · 2 years
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me and my friend were talking about how belphie was up in the attic for who knows how long so he must have been STINKY. we were joking how when mc opened the door to the attic, mc got a whole BREEZE of that stench cus of how long he’s been in there.
“it wasn’t belphie that killed mc. it was the stench.”
THAT HAD ME WHEEZING
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ducking-quack · 2 years
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Oh to be held by Belphagor and sleepily swaying together
Just in the planetarium and gently swaying side to side, resting your chin on the other’s shoulder while listening to Belphagor softly hum a lullaby
The two of you continuously swaying underneath the sky of stars as they dazzle the room
Eventually you two stop swaying and stand still in the room as you notice the humming has stopped for awhile now
You turn your head slightly to notice Belphagor feel asleep standing up, resting his chin on your shoulder
You allow him to rest as you gently run your fingers through his hair and twiddle with it
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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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Piñata (7 hermanos) GN!MC.
E iniciamos fuerte traduciendo mi mejor headcanon, o al menos el que se hizo más viral en Tumblr, esto es increíblemente emocionante para mí. ¿Pero Cacao, por qué hiciste este headcanon? Bueno querido lector, estaba vagando en las hermosas lagunas de vídeos de las redes sociales y me apareció esto: https://youtu.be/HMo2IqJ-JV8 y no es para juzgar a los estadounidenses ni a otros países que claramente son más "pacíficos" con las infancias. Y pensé ¿Qué harían los 7 hermanos al vivir la hermosa tradición de la piñata?
Los hermanos fueron invitados a la fiesta de nueve años de tu primo, donde deberán cruzar el último de los peligros. "la piñata".
Lucifer.
Estaba sentado en una mesa junto a ti y a sus hermanos disfrutando la fiesta, cuando una de tus tías llega corriendo y le pide de la forma más amable posible si le puede ayudar, a lo que él responde con el pecho lleno de orgullo "Claro ¿Cómo puedo ayudarle?"
Después de escuchar la petición de tu tía Luci duda un poco de tirar de la soga que conecta a la piñata al techo. Pero tu solo ríes y te quedas cerca de él para explicar como mover la piñata.
"¿Quieres que jale la soga y la deje ir para que los niños no puedan romper la piñata?" Asientes y él simplemente sonríe con malicia "Y ellos necesitan saltar sí quieren sus dulces?" Asentiste con una enorme y cálida sonrisa.
Es el tío que hace de la piñata un infierno de saltos, el cardio que nadie había hecho desde hace un tiempo, aún así varios golpes logran conectar e inician a romper la piñata, obviamente esta inicia a regar dulces. Los niños iniciaron a meterse en el campo de palazos para conseguir sus dulces. Lucifer estaba asombrado del coraje de los pequeños demonios.
De repente desapareciste de su lado, y te vio en el campo de batalla con el palo de escoba, partiendo la piñata. Al romperla solo vio a los niños iniciar a correr y a empujarse, mordiéndose y toda la fiesta infantil se volvió un campo de batallas. Mientras tu estabas en el suelo protegiendo tus dulces.
Lucifer gozó la escena frente a él, juró ver a un demonio protegiendo sus dulces, ese demonio eras tú.
Mammon.
Se quedó con sus hermanos menores, y se quedó mirando raro a la piñata, tratando de descifrar "¿Quién carajos es ese personaje?" Cuando levantaron la piñata tuvo recuerdos, terribles recuerdos.
Decidió quedarse junto a una de tus tías y a un niño chiquito, el cual lo regañó por no cantar la canción y que si seguía así no podría pegarle a la piñata, y eso significaba que no habría dulces para él.
“Dale, dale, dale, no pierdas el tino porque si lo pierdes, pierdes el camino, ya le disté uno, ya le diste dos, ya le diste tres y tu tiempo se acabó!” Después de esa explicación se emocionó, es como un niño chiquito, es el demonio más feliz cantando con todos, lo mejor de todo es que nadie le puede decir que se ve infantil porque todos están cantando!
Se lleva bien con los niños y ellos lo adoran, después del primer hoyo en la piñata apareciera y después de ver a todos los niños queriendo ir por los dulces inicio a escribir todos los movimientos así podría imitarlos en Devildom.
Le tocó su turno de pegarle a la piñata, Lucifer no se lo hizo fácil pero logró romper la piñata y juró que vivió el mismísimo infierno en vida, los niños lo atacaron por los dulces, tu lo mordiste para pasar a través de él para llegar a los dulces. Los dulces le cayeron en su cabeza y el juró que eso dolió más que los castigos de Lucifer.
Terminó con una sola Pica fresa. ¡Pero valió la pena! Peleó con un niño por ella y ganó, guardó el dulce como su más grande tesoro por la eternidad.
Levi.
El pobre se quedó con tus primas menores que les gusta Ruri-chan y con tus primos los otakus, y el se siente en casa, o eso es lo que pensó hasta que la fan número 1 de Ruri-chan tomó su mano y con ojitos de cachorro le preguntó si podía acompañarla a la piñata, y dijo "Sí".
Fue como un videojuego! Se sintió como el señor de las Sombras y su grupito, incluso su Henry (tú) estaba ahí es así como la aventura inició o eso pensó.
Se apenó muchísimo al cantar , sintió envidia de Mammon por ser tan libre, se mantuvo con su grupito nuevo hasta que la catástrofe llegó, su amiga corrió hacia el campo de guerra por los dulces mientras otro niño golpeaba la piñata, y ni siquiera recibió un golpe, ¡Era una heroína!
Tu prima le dio el dulce que consiguió y casi llora en el momento, pero el señor de las Sombras no lloraría en frente de su grupo, mantuvo sus lágrimas para sí mismo (cuando regresó a su cuarto lloró mucho).
Como el general del ejército demonio, ha visto sangre y destrucción de la guerra, pero la escena frente a él era el más terrorífico que había visto, esa noche tuvo pesadillas.
Su amiguita estaba golpeando a alguien, tú empujaste a la niña y el vio como peleaban por dulces. Fue peor que la guerra y cuando terminó la batalla su amiga regresó a él y sonrió, hasta que lo vio... su amiga perdió un diente. Después de eso quedó traumado.
Satan.
Estaba con los tíos filósofos y políticos de cada familia, aquellos que siempre opinan en los que no les incumbe y siempre arruinan las fiestas familiares, y él estaba con ellos.
Hasta que los tíos se pararon y le dijeron que la guerra iniciaba, pensó que se iban a matar entre ellos y él estaba adentro. Se había emocionado cuando vio el palo de escoba, ¡Podría golpear a Lucifer con eso! Y nadie le haría preguntas al respecto. Este es el día más satisfactorio de su vida.
Pero cuando vio la piñata y pensó que la canción era un tipo de encantamiento que le daban a los niños algún tipo de Power Up. Se concentró en la canción y ahora la canta cada vez que necesitaba fuerza.
Después de ver a los niños suicidas (nombre que eligió para los niños) quería intentarlo, lo cual si hizo, consiguió una paleta payaso y fue el demonio más feliz del mundo, hasta se lo presumió a Lucifer.
Sonrió cuando presenció la guerra frente a él, se burló al respecto, comprendió tu valentía y audacia, parecía que burlarse de la muerte en fiestas infantiles era curricular en el país.
Adoró la idea de golpear algo, y se emocionó al tener la oportunidad de pegarle a la piñata. Es probable que haya soltado el palo de escoba a propósito contra Lucifer en uno de esos golpes, nunca se sabrá la verdad.
Asmo.
A diferencia de Satan, Asmo se quedó con las tías chismosas, fue feliz escuchando todo el chismecito y las expresiones de asombro que las señoras sacaban, se asombró al saber de la monogamia y pensó que era asombroso que la tía bonita consiguiera un divorcio.
Las tías iniciaron a moverse en cuanto llamaron a la piñata, ¡Y él quería ser parte del movimiento! Así que siguió a tus tías, observó como todas ellas tomaban a sus hijos y les hablaban con firmeza, así que él te arrastró, tomó tus manos y se quedó allí por un momento.
Para ti, esa acción te recordó a la plática que tu madre tendría contigo antes de partir la piñata, lo cual te puso nervioso. Y antes de que pudieras preguntarle a Asmo acerca de sus acciones él ya se había marchado.
Cuando inició la masacre Asmo miró todo sockeado, juró ver sudor en la perfecta piel de Lucifer y eso significaba problemas y pánico para él y para sus hermanos, solo quería abrazarte para que le dieras confort pero te vio patear a un niño pequeño, por lo que decidió no acercarse a ti.
Al terminar la piñata y la recolección de dulces, saliste victorioso con una bolsa llena de dulces mientras Beel te cargaba en su hombro, tranquilamente le tendiste un chicle y el dulce gigante siguió si camino. Asmo miró tu bolsa de dulce ¡¿Eso de ahí era un diente?! ¡Mc! ¡MC! ¡ESPERA!
Ahora está preocupado de tu estabilidad mental.
Beel.
El bebé estaba teniendo un ataque de pánico, el bebé necesita abrazos, besos y atención. Él come y come tanto como puede en la taquiza, al ver todos los platillos él es el demonio más feliz en la fas de la tierra, tomó con tus tíos, comió con tus tías y abuelas, nadie le dijo que era un glotón, es más le sirvieron más comida por qué "Mijo, tas muy flaquito, toma otro plato, come bien."
Se queda con los niños y juega con Mammon y los niños, tus primos te ruegan para que te cases con él o con Mammon, con el que tu quieras no importa mientras tengan a uno de ellos en la familia. Beel es el demonio más feliz jugando con ellos.
Hasta que todo se transformó en el campo de guerra, había niños gritando, los adultos se reían y él sólo quería dulces, pero cuando un niño de cinco años lo empujó por dulces se deprimió y pensó ¿Qué demonios comían esos niños? ¿Necesita llamar a protección infantil?
Después de ser empujado al suelo, Belphie trató de dormir sobre él.
Reaccionó y tranquilamente movió a su hermano, necesitaba salvarte de esos niños, pero la sorpresa que se llevó al verte empujar, gritar, morder y patear a los niños solo por dulces.
Se sintió orgulloso de ti pero necesitaba salvar a los niños pequeños, así que te cargó en su hombro mientras reías con tu bolsa llena de dulces y un diente. El niño se quedó con un dulcero.
Belphie.
El que graba la masacre, tiene el tiempo de su vida, pudo saber más de ti y golpear a Lucifer, ¿¡Los adultos pueden tener una piñata también?! ¡¿Enserio?! ¡Satan dame el palo de escoba, le voy a pegar a Lucifer!
Disfrutó la fiesta, se sintió feliz al verse obligado a participar en esta interacción familiar... hasta que un niño de cinco años empujó a Beel al suelo, nadie molestaba a su gemelo pero al mismo tiempo ¿¡Debía llamar a servicios infantiles?! ¿¡Estas cosas son niños?! Pudieron derribar a un demonio como Beel.
Intentó calmarse en la piñata para adultos y como Satan "Accidentalmente" se le escapó el palo de escoba contra Lucifer. Tomó nota de nunca meterse contigo nuevamente porque vio como no solo rompías la piñata, sino que también rompiste el palo de escoba.
Tras su turno quiso dormir así que intentó dormir sobre Beel, el cual lo movió para salvarte.
Disfrutó verte entrar en modo guerrero, te veías adorable mientras estabas enojado, tenía que grabar eso para la posteridad. ¡Satan mira, Lucifer está sudando frío!
Después de la fiesta intentó tener una piñata de vez en cuando para que entre hermanos pudieran practicar el arte de robar dulces, golpear niños y ser capaz de defenderse en el próximo cumpleaños.
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youandmedead · 1 year
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Whð Ì †hïñk wðµlÐ/wðµlÐñ'† §µrvïvê ïñ å ßrï†ï§h §¢hððl - Ößê¥ Mê ÈÐï†ïðñ þår† 1
Warnings: Lots of swearing, mentions of bullying.
Requested by: No one
Notes: I'll be sectioning these off into who would survive, who wouldn't survive and who might survive. Also these are my personal opinions so please don't be rude about it.
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Wouldn't Last:
Levi
𖤐 He's an absolute geek, the chavs would eat him for dinner (literally).
𖤐 He'd definitely get the piss taken out of him whenever he does streaming/if people find out he does streaming.
𖤐 Being a geek myself I can confirm (from past experiences) chavs and their disgusting ass boyfriends would be at his throat 24/7 just for liking a show/game, even if he hasn't bothered anyone - he'd get harassed just for breathing.
Satan
𖤐 His love for books would definitely get him caught up in the chaos that any chavy bitch brings.
𖤐 Again, as a person who loves to read at break or during form cause they've got nothing better to do, chavs will be at his throat immediately.
𖤐 His temper would also land him into trouble too. Although he can stay calm in many situations, when he finally does cave his anger would land him in serious shit. It'd be used against him and people would just laugh at him
Belphegor
𖤐 I headcanon him to have an alternative fashion sense/music taste, and I think this would 100% get him into shit in a british school. (Again preaching to the choir, lmao).
𖤐He'd most likely get harassed just for his hair as well. When his cynical persona comes out, people would defo make fun outta him, only to realise he ain't joking.
𖤐 Same could go for when he falls asleep during lesson. People would probably throw paper aeroplanes at him, try to draw on him and just laugh at him. When the teacher managed to finally wake him up, everyone would be snickering behind his back.
XXX
In conclusion, Satan, Levi and Belphie would not survive being in a British school at all
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