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thegayestmferintown · 2 months

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can you do an mc that cant remember anything? It might be simple at first, but it causes a lot of problems since they also forget abt their birthdays, events, and ofc, their anniversaries if they get with them

my writers block has left and I am giggling and kicking my feet

I'm not gonna say anymore because I will jinx it 😭

This Takes Place In The Original Timeline

Warnings ;; None, just fluff!

Relationship ;; Romantic

Type ;; Headcanons

LUCIFER ;; THE PRIDEFUL ELDEST

Now, Lucifer is actually pretty used to things like this.

With his brothers being, well, his brothers, it's common for them to forget things

He's pretty used to watching Mammon forget a textbook and bringing it with him because Mammon's already run off.

So, when he meets you, it's nothing new. He takes care of you he says it's because he has to but we all know that's not true and makes sure that he brings things to RAD that you forget.

He's not that bothered when you forget your anniversary, because he's used to your nature.

Don't think that he won't put anything together though. He most definitely will, despite your forgetfulness.

MAMMON ;; THE SCUMMY SECOND-BORN

Mammon's pretty forgetful himself, as stated previously.

He'll forget a textbook every now and again, but important dates are most definitely engraved into his greedy little brain.

When he meets you, he's a little taken aback because of your intense forgetfulness, but he honestly gets it.

He's only a tad bit bothered by the fact that you forgot, but it stops bothering him once he remembers just how forgetful you are.

Like Lucifer, He'll most definitely put something together. It might not be as well put together as Lucifer's may be, but he tries, and that's all that matters.

LEVIATHAN ;; THE OTAKU THIRD-BORN

Levi probably wouldn't notice. Given how little he cares for your existence in the beginning of the game, I doubt he'd really notice or care at first.

While Levi isn't as forgetful, He is a bit concerned with how much you forget things, if he does happen to notice.

You'd probably be playing a game and just.. straight-up forget how to play, I think he'd start to realize it from then on.

He probably isn't much bothered by you forgetting, but he would say a couple of negative things about him just being a "nasty, yucky otaku" (same)

He probably wouldn't put anything too big together, he'd simply pull up a couple games and you'd have a gaming session together.

SATAN ;; THE CYNICAL FOURTH BORN

Now, I'd oddly think that this would kind of annoy Satan.

I mean, he's Satan. The Avatar of Wrath. You expect him to not be irritated by something like that?

Of course, he would outwardly show you his annoyance once he first meets you. Later on though, as annoying as it still may be, he'll stop showing his annoyance and hide it as best he can.

If you forget your anniversary, he might be a tad bit disappointed, but it won't show, let alone will it be any noticable.

He, like Mammon and Lucifer, will put something together. Small, maybe a cat cafe where you can read or something.

ASMODEUS ;; THE NARCISSISTIC FIFTH-BORN

Asmo might be a little concerned, believe it or not. Both in the beginning, and after you two get together.

He will be entirely concerned on just how forgetful you are. He wouldn't be surprised if you barley remember your own name. (I don't even remember my own name half the time..)

He'd be so offended if you ever forgot his name or anything about him.

You can never tell if he's genuinely offended or not.

If you happen to forget your anniversary, surprisingly, he won't judge nor will he be upset.

Like Satan, Mammon, and Lucifer, he'll put something together. Despite it being well, Asmo, he will make it a small date at Hell's Kitchen, if that's what you'd like.

BEELZEBUB ;; THE FAMISHED SIXTH-BORN

Beel's definitely forgetful himself, but in his own himbo-y way.

He'll forget very small, tiny things.

But it does kind of take him off guard by how much you forget when you first meet.

He honestly feels kind of bad.

If you forget your anniversary, he literally will not care. Not in a bad way. He just won't be angry or upset if you forgot. He'd actually be very forgiving and kind about it.

He might ask you to cook something for him, but that's really it.

Unless you actually want to celebrate it, he'll do whatever you want. He'll follow your lead.

BELPHEGOR ;; THE CATNAPPING SEVENTH-BORN

Belphie completely despises you at first, and not just because of the whole you-being-a-human thing.

You get on every single nerve when you two first meet.

Once he gets to know you, he feels bad about hating you and eventually just.. stops.

He feels bad about the fact that you barely remember anything, but he won't say anything about it.

If you forget your anniversary, he'll pull you away from whatever you're doing to take you up to the attic to take a nap with him.

He'll only explain if you ask. He'll simply say, "it's our anniversary." Before falling asleep.

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star-centric · 7 months

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*credit for dividers: @/saradika !!

“Is it okay if I stay with you?”

Belphie’s eyes scanned over your form- layered bags under your own reddening orbs, fingers squeezing the bottom of your shirt, voice on the verge of cracking.

There was no doubt about it- you had a nightmare. He’s been in your position plenty of times, especially after the fall.

“I promise I won’t mess with your sleep, and I’ll leave as soon as I start getting sleepy-“

He gently grabbed at your hand, stopping your rambling and closing the door behind him. No words were exchanged as both advanced the stairs leading into the attic.

There were already blankets spread out, lumps of pillows scattered around- it all looked so inviting, but he could tell that you were still hesitant on sleeping.

Belphie guided you into the pile anyway, throwing a blanket over you both.

“Here.” He nudged the familiar cow patterned pillow into your arms that you hesitantly took. “It always helps me sleep easier.”

The dimmed lights above you plus the warmth from the covers were making your eyes droop, but Belphie could see you fighting to stay awake.

“Sleeping up here has always been the best. It’s like being in your own world, away from everything.”

Belphie let his tail out, the end of it brushing against your ankle. He smiled at the soft laugh you let out.

He curled around you like he would with his pillow, burying his face into your neck. “You don’t have to keep fighting it- I promise I won’t let anything happen to you.”

He let a bit of his power flow and felt your breath steady instantly. You relaxed in his hold, soft snores escaping your lips.

Belphie would make sure that your dreams were nothing like before- and that they would only bring you the peace that you bring to him everyday.

—-

It wasn’t surprising to see Belphie missing from breakfast, but he did raise an eyebrow at your empty chair. A look at Beel said you were both sleeping in the attic.

Belphie sleeping in this late was normal, but you? It made him suspicious.

He peered into the twins room to an empty bed, meaning the only place left was the attic. He climbed the stairs, the door creaking as he looked inside, ready to reprimand you both-

What Lucifer saw caused him reconsider.

There you were, curled up into Belphie’s arms with his tail wrapped around you. The sight of your puffy eyes made him concerned, but the small smile on your face made it wash away.

He suppose that he could give you both a few more moments of rest.

#writings.txts #obeyme.txts #obey me x gn!reader #obey me x gn!mc #obey me x gender neutral reader #obey me x reader #obey me x y/n #obey me x you #obey me belphie x reader #obey me belphagor x reader #belphegor x reader #belphie x reader #belphegor x you

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lost-in-lamentation · 8 months

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Are you still taking requests?

Prompt 17 looks made for the twins, I wanted to suggest this

a/n: lots of carrying to be done. also changed the wording of the prompt a bit to fit better.

prompt # 17: "do you need me to carry you?"

content: silly little situations where the reader needs a lift. original timeline where we live in the HoL.

warnings: reader gets a sports related injury (beelzebub). lucifer hangs you from the ceiling for 30 minutes; VERY small references to lesson 16 (belphegor). reader is implied to be smaller than the characters.

fluff. lucifer, beelzebub, belphegor × gen!reader (you/your). separate.

lucifer. ═ ˎˊ˗

"and just how late were you planning to stay here?"

you jump out of your seat, an unwelcome shriek piercing the air before you have the mind to clamp your hands over your mouth. you snap your head around to come face to face with the culprit, and find a familiar gaze waiting for yours. "lucifer..." his name drags itself out of your mouth, exasperation dripping from your voice. "most would knock before coming in to stand right behind someone." he hums in apology, and you huff out a breath. "i was planning to stay until around six, or something. i don't want to take this textbook home, so i wanted to finish my work here."

lucifer nods in approval at the idea, but the corners of his lips tug down awkwardly. "i applaud the notion, MC. but it's now past seven o'clock."

"ah-" you spin to look at the clock, which you now realise has been at 5:23 for the last two hours. you stifle a groan, a hand coming up to cover your grimace. "so it seems."

lucifer, who is at ease with no one else but you here, rumbles with gentle laughter. his hand closes the cover of the textbook, running the words over with the pads of his fingers. "pack your things. i'll return this to library for you. it's about time we head home."

"wait, i'll need it for my assignment."

"i have a copy in my study. now tidy up."

you stutter out your agreement, watching lucifer stride away with unnecessary urgency. he must want to get home quickly, you think. by the time he returns, you've already thrown all your things into your bag, hauling it onto your shoulder just as lucifer comes back into the room. "i'm ready," you say, a yawn coming up at the tailend of your sentence.

"let's go, then." lucifer waits for you to leave the classroom before following suit, keeping a careful eye on how you occasionally wobble to the side.

you make it to the steps leading out of RAD just fine, but lose your footing on the last few stairs. you yelp in surprise, feeling yourself fall forward, but a pair of gloved hands are on your waist before anything else happens. "are you hurt?" you shake your head earnestly, gesturing to lucifer to put you down. he does so immediately, but his touch lingers at your side a moment longer. "you are unbalanced when you walk. is something the matter?"

"what are you talking about?" you frown at the suggestion, but the concern on lucifer's face has you rethinking the situation. "well... i'm just a bit tired. that's all. i'm fine, really-"

"would it help if i carried you?" lucifer asks the question so casually that you feel like you're being carried.

you stare at him for a while, heart pounding against your ribcage. "ah- no, it's alright."

he pulls his gloves off, sliding them into his pockets before he cups your cheek in one hand and tests your forehead temperature with the other. "you're not sick, but you do look exhausted. i won't be allowing that." lucifer sighs, a mixture of guilt and worry creeping into his expression. "give me your bag to carry." you oblige silently, handing him your belongings. you expect him to start walking again, but you're suddenly weightless and surrounded by warmth before you can protest.

"lucifer-?!"

the demon hoists you up into his arms, holding you close. "sleep. i'll wake you before we get close to home so that my brothers don't start a ruckus."

you glance up at him, a smile settling on your face when you see the red on his face. "okay," you agree. you nuzzle softly into his shoulder as he walks on, the swaying motion from his steps bringing you to rest.

beelzebub. ═ ˎˊ˗

the avatar of gluttony is at your side in an instant, rivaling the speed of his older brother. "MC! can you hear me? how many fingers am i holding up?"

you reach for beel's hand, a laugh bubbling up from your chest. "beel, i didn't hit my head or anything, it's okay. i just tripped." his face hovers above yours, his eyebrows furrowed despite your attempts to make him relax. "look, see? i'm fine." when you get up, you feel the pain shoot through your ankle. immediately, you grit your teeth, determined to not let beel see your injury. you're glad that the coach calls out to you in the nick of time, stealing beel's attention away from you. quickly, you adjust your position to not put much weight on your foot, smiling at beel when he looks back at you. "come on, we've still got half an hour left of practice."

"if you say you're okay..." beel gives you one more look, his gaze scanning you thoroughly before he nods and heads back to his side of the field. you nearly fall back to the ground, but you force yourself upright, using mainly your good foot to keep you standing the rest of practice.

by the time you're dismissed, there are tears pooling in the corners of your eyes. you excuse yourself from your teammates, finding a place behind the bleachers to collapse to the ground in a heap. a cry wrestles against you, the built up pain breaching past your limit. you don't realise how long you've been there until you hear beel calling for you. you pray that he eventually thinks that you've gone home, but your cover is blown when you hear someone reveal your location to the sixth born.

"MC?" his head peeks around the corner, and you quickly wipe the tears from your face before facing him. once again, he's rushing to crouch next to you, this time grabbing your shoulders in a panic. "MC?! you got injured?! where? where are you hurt!?"

you look down, ashamed, pointing to your now very swollen ankle. beel gasps softly, his hands moving off your shoulders to inspect your injury. you flinch when he touches the inflammeted area, hissing as he presses against it. his brows furrow again like they did earlier, and he tells you to stay put (not like you could move anyway) as he goes back to grab his and your bags. when he returns, he pulls out the athletic tape he used when his wrist had gotten injured a while ago. "coach taught me how to do this, but it'll hurt, okay? so tell me if it's too much."

although usually clumsy, beel's hands work deftly around your ankle, gentle when he can be, and only applying pressure when he needed to. you whine on occasion, grasping onto his shirt for emotional and physical support until he finally places the last piece of tape on. as beel puts the supplies away, you slide your hand up to rest on his shoulder. when he turns to look at you, tears spring to your eyes once again. the worry on his face causes you more turmoil than you thought it could. "i'm sorry," you whisper out, voice faltering.

beel doesn't say anything, and instead gathers you into his arms. "i should have noticed earlier," he says in a low voice, breath tickling your ear as he speaks. "please tell me if you get hurt. lucifer will get mad if it happens often and..." his grip on you tightens. "i don't like seeing you cry like this. so, you should tell me next time. so that you don't cry anymore."

you nod slowly, burying your face into his neck where you feel safe. against you, beel shudders, and you wonder if a part of him felt like crying too. however, his shakiness is brief, and in seconds, he's pulling his face back to try and look at yours. "will you let me carry you home?"

"of course. thank you beel," you murmur, throwing your arms around his neck.

you feel the ghost of a kiss on your temple, and all of a sudden, all the pain in your ankle is forgotten as beel engulfs you in his affection.

belphegor. ═ ˎˊ˗

you never imagined that lucifer would actually be cruel enough to hang you from the ceiling. granted, he hung you in a position that wouldn't kill your blood flow, and said you only had to be up there for 30 minutes. but a part of you was still shocked that he even did it at all. even his brothers were surprised that you were getting the mammon special.

you do your best to minimize the swinging, but physics works just as well as it does any other day. your body sways back and forth rhythmically, and you do everything in your power to not think about how slowly time passes. soon enough, your 30 minutes is over, and your saviour appears at the top of the staircase.

"so, how does it feel?"

"belphie, just get me down already."

"yeah, yeah..." the youngest tugs at the rope, hauling you up and over the railing before untying the knot that kept your arms bound to your sides. immediately, you breath a sigh of relief, your limbs flopping each and every direction. you don't know how mammon deals with this punishment for hours on end, and you quickly consider telling him that he's amazing.

"thanks," you puff out, chest heaving as you inhale and exhale deeply.

belphie stands over you, bending down to have a closer look at your face. "you don't look so good."

your face contorts with feigned annoyance, flicking a hand up at belphie to get him to back up. "maybe it's the fact that hanging from a ceiling isn't exactly an activity i'm used to."

belphie scrunches his nose at you in response, stuffing his hands in his pockets before straightening back up. "it's late, so you should head to sleep." you feel his foot prodding at your side, and it takes all your strength just to slap it away. "hm." slowly, he crouches down next to you, his hand threading through your hair as he takes in your expression. "do you need me to carry you?"

wanting to protect some of your dignity, you scoff at belphie. "no. i'll be fine, thank you." with that, you sit up abruptly, ready to head back to your room. unfortunately, your body has other ideas, and begins to fall backwards again without your permission. you brace for impact, but belphie moves quicker than you think the avatar of sloth would. his arm catches you around your shoulders, the other circling your torso.

"and you said you'd be fine?" belphie snickers at the sight.

you pout and turn away. "i don't wanna hear it."

another laugh echoes in the hallway, but belphie quickly stops himself before he can be considered a jerk. he untangles his arms from you, turning to have his back facing you. "i'll bring you back to your room."

you bounced between your options, but once you realised it was either go with belphie or wait until you were recovered, it became an easy decision. you sigh quietly, your hands grasping onto his shoulders as his arms hook underneath your legs. as he stands, you hold tighter to his clothing. "don't drop me, okay?"

"... am i allowed to make a joke, or is it too early?"

groaning, you bump your forehead into the back of belphie's head. "never ask me that question again."

a/n: i've recently been making sheet music for some of the obey me osts so that i can learn how to play it myself what are the odds i open an obey me yt channel for music and translated stream clips from the va's

reblogs are really appreciated (´ω｀) ♡

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hyperfixat · 1 year

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What they call you! Obey Me! Brothers.

I have fics lined up and just wanted to share names that I think they’d use on their lover!!!

Lucifer

- little one, little love.

i dont have much reasoning behind it. i like it. you’re human, tiny, idk.

Mammon

- doll, babydoll

seems rigjt idk.

- treasure

yeah yeah cliche idc

Levi

Fucking weeb!!

- gamer.

probably in an ironic way like ‘are you ready gamer 🤓’

- your name.

idk idk idk

Satan

- love.

Romantic woah.

- darling

Again. Tbh anything classic.

Asmodeus

- doll. babydoll.

- baby, babygirl, babyboy

- cutie

no reasoning here!

Beel

- sweetheart

Sweet, food eg theres connection

- your name

straight forawrd

Belphie

- pillow, blanket

as a joke

- babe, baby

Sleepy belphie looking for you :( “babe?” Awhhhhh i love him TT

#obey me x mc #obey me x reader #obey me brothers x reader #obey me lucifer x you #mammon obey me #tags suck #obey me leviathan x reader #obey me mammon x reader #obey me satan x reader #asmodeus x gn reader #beel #obey me beelzebub x reader #belphagor #belphegor x reader #ragh

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voonroo · 7 months

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"If you steal my blankets I’ll put my cold feet on you."

-Belphegor on a late October night, snuggled into his bed with you at his side after claiming that he couldn’t sleep peacefully because of the cold weather. He wanted to cuddle up to you for your warmth but he would never admit that.

Inbox is open

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professional-demon-master · 9 months

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Cutting you off 7

Belphegor

Light angst / comfort. Good ending ig? 7/7 in the series ! GN reader (if you see any mistakes, feel free to correct me please!)

- Saying that you and Belphegor had a difficult relationship was the understatement of the year.

- It started… rocky.

- After the whole attic situation, you both worked hard on rebuilding the friendship you had started to build between whispers and promises when you would visit him in the attic.

- It was hard, though. Not only did the brothers kept a close eye on you two when you were alone, but Belphie took a different attitude after the whole Lilith situation was known.

- He was tender with you, spoke with a softer voice than before. He was all laughter and smiles around you and it seemed like he also had adopted you as a new body pillow every time he wanted a nap.

- And you were happy with it, but couldn’t help but feel like being Lilith's descendant might had been the reason of his sudden attitude change towards you.

- And you didn’t blamed yourself for feeling that way, at the end of the day, he had killed you before.

- So every time you felt a little too comfortable sleeping beside him, every time you were laughing with him on the way back home or every time you felt butterflies in your stomach when he whispered something sweet in your ear, your mind would go back to the same thought.

- “Does he really like me for me or does he like me for who he remembers when he looks at me?”

- But it was ok! You had it under control!

- Until that day at a dance Diavolo was holding.

- You spent most of the evening dancing, accompanying Diavolo to salute important demons and answering questions about the human realm, your experiences at the Devildom so far and your points of view on the exchange program.

- You were clearly overwhelmed, so you took the first opportunity you had to scape for a little while with Belphie to a corner of the room that was out of sight.

“Finally tired of those assholes?” “Belphie…” you scolded, or at least tried your best while hiding the smile that was creeping up in your face. “Don’t worry, I’m glad you are because I’ve been wanting to steal your attention since we got here” “ugh, tell me about it. I’ve been trying to find a window of opportunity to take a Power Nap with you” Belphie giggled and yawned, finally finding a spot to nap with his head on your shoulder. “Ugh, you’re always sticking to me Lilith” Belphie spoke with affection, while drifting off to sleep.

- You we’re in the verge of sleeping too until you heard him.

- Did he called you… “Lilith”? Did you heard that right?

- The next 20 minutes you spent them trying miserably to fall asleep for a while, debating whether you actually heard him called you Lilith or if it was just your sleepy mind as his sleepy slurred speech mixing together to make whatever he had said to sound like her name.

- With a lot of will power, you managed to leave the events of that night in the past. Now, two days after the ball happened, you had almost forgotten what happened between you and Belphie during your little sleeping escapade. Everything was back to normal

- Of course that was too much to ask for a place like the devildom.

- During class on Monday, you were sitting side by side, Belphie dozing off every now and then.

When the bell rang, he moved lazily up from his notebook. “Ugh, I can’t even read what I wrote.” You scoffed “no surprise, you practically dozed off every time the professor stopped to take a breath.” Belphie whined while he started pickup up his things. “Ugh, it’s so unfair. Lucifer is lucky he found my secret napping spot or else I wouldn’t have even came to this class today”. You sighed while grabbing your books, “It’s okay, you can have my notes, I’ve got you”, “thank you Lil, I can always count on you” Belphie yawned while he walked out of class, you stopped right after he left the classroom. You weren’t imagining it, right? He actually said it this time, and it was as clear as it could be. “Hey, you coming or what?” You blinked rapidly when he came back, waiting by the door. “Uh, yeah, sure. Forgot my pen” you smiled nervously, a knot forming in your throat as you dived in the RAD hallways.

- You were actively avoiding Belphie all week long, until Friday came and you were pretty much doomed, having to stay with Belphie alone, since you two had to clean the dishes after dinner that night.

- You tried to spent most of the time in silence, or barely answering with monosyllables whenever he looked at you expecting you to voice your answers.

“You’ve been kinda away this week haven’t you?” “I guess you could say that” “Lucifer’s been keeping you busy, uh?” You stayed silent, shrugging as a way of answering. Silence took over the kitchen once again.

Belphie took a plate and stared drying it off. “Or… were you just avoiding me?”

You pretended to be extremely concentrated cleaning a plate to avoid his penetrating eyes that were focused on you.

“You were, weren’t you?” You kept your eyes on the next utensil, pretending to be extremely concentrated on getting it to be squeaky clean. “Fuck, MC, stop ignoring me, just answer!” You shrugged again. “ I don’t know what you want me to say.” “That you were avoiding me! Confess it”, “I was… not not avoiding you.” You exhaled, getting mad at his attitude. “MC!” “What?” “Just stop acting so childish. I don’t understand what your problem is!” Belphegor scoffed and you dropped the fork that was in your hands. “You wanna know what my problem is? You really do? Fine. You’re a pain in the ass, Belphegor, and a big one. And I work and work hard on our relationship, trying to be there for you, trusting you, spending as much time with you as I can and still, it’s not enough, because it doesn’t matter how much I try, how much time I spend with you, you never see me for who I am, for you I’m just a replace of Lilith”

The room went quite once the final sentence was said. Belphegor finally turned to look at you, a cold expression in his face that made you shiver as he got closer to you, stopping once his face was practically on yours. “Shut the fuck up. Don’t you ever bring her up again as an excuse for you and your plain existence. She was so much better than you, she was special and so much more than what you could ever be.” Belphie spoke low, almost sounding like he was growling whenever a sentence finished. He moved, leaving the room while making sure he bumped with your shoulder. You left the air you were holding, without noticing.

“Well shit”

- After that fight, you didn’t saw much of Belphegor, and despite no one knew what your fight was about, they knew you two had a disagreement, and a big one, the tension between the two of you was practically palpable, which made dinner and almost every other family interaction, extremely uncomfortable for everybody.

- As you suspected, the first person to notice the change between your relationship was Beelzebub. He questioned you during lunch one day, trying to ask in a, very unconvincing, casual tone why you and Belphie suddenly stopped talking. You spent most of that day convincing him that it was nothing and that you two just needed some time apart. That didn’t exactly convinced him, but at least he has stopped hovering you with questions.

- One of the hardest things to do was saying no to Beel whenever he suggested an attic club sandwich get together, making up excuses or having to find ways to stay late at RAD were now part of your routine.

- And you would’ve been perfectly fine adjusting to living like that for the rest of your time at the devildom.

- Until the nightmares started to happen.

- It wasn’t weird for you to get nightmares. You had pretty vivid dreams so nightmares were something you were acquainted to. Specially whenever you were extremely stressed.

- It all started with a few upsetting dreams a couple nights a week. Then they kept escalating until you were having them pretty much everyday, waking up at least one time at night.

- You were sure that it was the stress of having to avoid Beel’s questions and Belphie's presence, while actively having to act like everything was okay and keep on with your duties as the human exchange student.

- And despite your efforts of trying to hide the effects of what the lack of sleep was causing on you, the brothers started to notice. But the first one to voice it out was Asmo, voice full of concern the first time he stopped you before getting to eat your breakfast with a “Oh my, MC! You look… like you had a rough night”

“That’s nice, today I was going for a sleep deprived look” you joked while trying to cut off the tension you felt when all of the brothers turned to look at you, inspecting you after what Asmo had said. Nobody laughed, instead looking at you with a worried look, “guys, stop it, I’m fine. I just had a little bit of trouble falling asleep last night” “Are you sure? You look like Leviathan when he stays up all night for two days to finish a new game” Leviathan scoffed and you tried to smile “yeah, I’m sure. It’s okay”.

- The rest of the breakfast you spent it trying to ignore the wondering looks the brothers were sharing.

- “Hey Mc, wait up!” Asmo's voice stopped you when you were leaving your last class. “Wanna walk back home together?” You nodded, while you both intertwined your arms. “I thought you had another class today?” “Meh, I can always ask for the work tomorrow” you smiled, rolling your eyes lovingly at him. “So… about this morning-“ “Oh, don’t worry, I know I look bad” you admitted with cheeks glowing red. “It’s not just that darling, I’m worried. You and I both know it wasn’t just a difficulty you had to sleep yesterday, you look like you haven’t sleep well in days”, you stayed in silence for a while, before answering with a shy “I haven’t” “Why didn’t you tell us! We could do something about it. Today you’ll have a warm bath and your favorite food for dinner. I can lend you one of my sleeping masks!” You smiled at him “thanks Asmo, but it isn’t my capacity to fall asleep what keeps me up. It’s my inability to stay asleep” “what do you mean?” You sighed, eyes fixed in the ground. “I’ve been having nightmares, almost every night now. I can’t actually remember what happens, but I always end up waking up confused and alerted. It takes me a long time to fall back asleep, only to end up waking up not long after”, Asmo looked at you with a concerned look, after a small silence, he gave a small squeeze to your arm. “You and I know there’s only one person that can-“ “No, I can’t ask him” Asmo sighed, eyes turning to look at the road, letting go of your arm to hug your shoulders. “Listen, I don’t know what happened between you two, but Belphie cares about you. He would help you without a doubt” “I wouldn’t be so sure… it’s just, ugh” you finally looked at him, brows furrowed. “How much time do you have?” “Darling, for you, I have all the time in the world. Now, spill the tea”.

- After a long talk with Asmodeus, you confided in him your doubts and the whole situation with Belphie. He was set on helping you two so you could fix your sleep schedule, also because since the fight Belphie had turned into an irritable demon, something you weren’t actually aware of fue to the lack of communication.

- “Belphie?” Asmodeus entered the attic, finding Belphie wrapped in a blanket while he scrolled mindlessly on his phone, “Good! You’re awake”, Belphie turned to the other side “leave me alone, I’ve been trying to fall asleep for 2 hours” “That can wait. We need to talk” “About?” “MC” Belphie buried himself deeper in the impromptu bed. “Forget it. I don’t care what they told you, but I’m not going to speak to them. Fuck them and fuck you for not minding your own business” Asmodeus snorted a laugh. “Yeez, chill out.” He shook his head “I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t necessary, okay? I know better than to bother you when you’re sleep deprived. Just listen to me” Asmodeus waited for a sign to keep on talking, but took his silence as an answer, “Mc told me the whole situation.” Asmo walked to the bed and sat at a corner. “I wouldn’t… blame you, if you kinda see Lilith in them. Sometimes I do too. And don’t get me wrong, I’m not looking at them as a replacement, is just… even before we knew the whole relation between them, they just were so alike, you know?” Asmo started playing with his fingers, anxious that Belphie was completely silent. “but I could understand how that would be conflicting to them. Feeling like you’re not being seen for who you are, worrying that the people you care about only see you as the replacement of someone else they loved before you”

“You know that’s not how I feel” “well I think I know, yes, but clearly Mc doesn’t.” Belphie finally turned to look at him. “You need to talk to them Belphie, nobody can stand the way you two let your pride stop you from talking this out. Not even Lucifer has gone this far” “Pfft, good try”. Asmo grabbed his shoulder before he could turned around again. “Belphie, they need you” “what do you mean?” “They haven’t been able to sleep well for days, and you’re the only person that could help them” Belphie sat at the bed, nap intentions long forgotten. “This isn’t a trap?” Asmo looked offended, he gasped before answering “No! Come on! Haven’t you looked at them? They look awful. If their bags get any deeper, they’ll look like a raccoon” Belphie analyzed the situation for a while, Asmo waiting patiently. “Listen, they don’t even know I’m taking to you about this, but I can’t stand looking at them so tired and sad because you two are still mad at each other, so please, fix this.”

- It was late at night , and everybody at HoL had gone to sleep already. Everybody except Belphie.

- He couldn’t stop thinking about his interaction with Asmo. He couldn’t be lying right? Did Mc had really been struggling all these days by themselves?

- Unable to sleep, he stood up and started walking to your room, taking advantage of the time Beel got up for a late night snack.

- Belphie looked for you at your room, failing miserably and leading him to look for you around the whole house.

- Finally after 20 minutes, he found you at the planetarium.

At first he tried really hard to not startle you. You were too busy lying there, looking at the starts, that he felt he was going to interrupt your calm moment alone. Still, as soon as he entered the room, you turned to look at him, being able to listen to the door.

You both stood there, looking at each other for a couple minutes before either one of you said something. “Uh” Belphie broke the silence “I’m sorry, I didn’t knew you were here” he said, like he hadn’t just spend the last 20 minutes looking for you. “It’s okay, I was leaving.” You got up, cleaning your pants. “No, wait” you were startled, looking at Belphegor. “I have to talk to you”

You stood there, awkwardly, after a few seconds of silence you nodded, giving him confirmation to go on. “About the other day, uhm. I need you to know that Lilith… wasn’t so annoying.” “What?” “She didn’t snorted when she laughed, she didn’t grabbed my fries every time we went eating and she didn’t braided my heat when I fell asleep in her lap. I could never replace her with you, a hardheaded, know-it-all, exasperating of a person. You could never be her” You closed your eyes while shaking your head slightly in disbelief, starting your walk to leave the place “If that was your idea of an apology, Belphegor…” Belphegor quickly grabbed your wrist, keeping you in place as he continued.

“But you’re also right. I do see her every time I see you. Whenever you’re being nice to someone who doesn’t deserve it, whenever you help Luke or whenever you tend to me and my brothers with nothing but sweetness, I see her. You’ll never be her because you’re your own kind of person. I was wrong about comparing you because you’re just… you. Sweet, kind and lovingly annoying you. And I’m sorry I made you feel like you were a replace of Lilith. I see you and appreciate you for the person you are, MC. And I’m sorry for not telling you sooner.”

With eyes full of tears you hugged him, having him hugging you in return immediately. You stayed like that for a couple minutes before you talked.

“I don’t like being someone else’s replacement”

Belphegor shake his head slightly, his hand grabbing your hair softly “You’re not. I promise”

“Are you sure?”

“Completely”

“Good” you sniffed, finally parting enough to be able to look at his eyes. “Because I… care too much about you to feel like that” Belphie smiled at you while he tucked a piece of hair behind your ear.

“Nah, you’re too annoying to be compared to anyone else” “Asshole”

OMG I DID IT! I know it took me a loooooong time but I wanted to end with my best, lol. I really liked Belphies part, even though I had to rewrite it a couple of times, I feel like it was worth it. What about you? Don’t worry though, there’s a lot more coming <3

#obey me mc #obey me scenarios #obey me angst #asmodeus avatar of lust #obey me belphegor #obey me belphagor x reader #om! belphegor #belphie x you #shall we date belphie #om! Belphie angst #belphegor avatar of sloth

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anxietywhore97 · 2 years

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Obey me! Brothers reacting to MC wearing yoga pants for the first time

Reader is gender neutral

Warnings: none

Lucifer:

Would initially stare at you from afar before approaching you from behind, "MC where are your pants?" "What do you mean Luci, you don't like my leggings?" You'd wink at him, making him roll his eyes "while I enjoy seeing your figure in all its glory, I would much rather you keep it for my gazing only MC" his statement making you blush, you quickly decided to return to your room to change into something Lucifer would approve of his brothers seeing you dressed in.

Mammon:

"Oi! MC, Whattya tryin' to do dressing like that huh?" looking over your outfit unsure of what he's talking about, after all your just wearing your comfy clothes. "What are you talking about Mammon?" "What am I talking abou.. MC! your ass is on display! Might as well just take 'em off while your at it.." You roll your eyes as your washing the dishes, wondering if Mammon is ever going to admit he enjoys the view.

Satan:

Satan would pretend to be unfazed by your choice of clothing as you searched for a book for your latest school assignment. Sitting in his usual chair with his nose in a new book, you figured he would be the ideal demon to ask for assistance "Hey Satan, have you seen the book on the history of... uh why are you looking at me like that?" "Hmm? Oh, pardon me MC *clears throat* it's on the bottom left shelf" the wink he gave you when he said bottom didn't go unnoticed by you, you knew Satan enjoyed watching you from the top of his book 'why not give him a show' you thought to yourself, bending over at the wait, you ass on full display for his eyes only. The sly chuckle you heard from behind made you smile as you sauntered off, seductively swaying your hips as you left the library.

Leviathan:

Heading into Levi's room for your usual game night, you were just about to sit in one of his gaming chairs when you noticed the pink tint covering his face as he turned his eyes from you. "You ok Levi?" you asked curiously and slightly concerned "y-yeah of c-course, let's just the the game o-o-okay MC" "oookay?" you decided just to drop it, after all Leviathan wasn't one for talking about things that bothered him. But as the night went on, you couldn't help noticing that Levi kept looking at you from the corner of is eye, a slight blush on his cheeks as he did. Enough was enough, you paused the game "Okay, what is it? You've been acting sus all night.." You looked at him with a serious expression, your eyebrows raised and looking for an explanation as to why he was acting weirder than usual. Trying to keep form making eye contact with you, Levi finally sighed and pointed towards your legs "My legs? That's what's bothering you... Well, what about them??" "Leggings... t-tight, you're too attractive c-c-can't h-handle it" he said while his blush spread up his ears, bringing his gaze to meet yours. A smile crept onto your own face "Is that all?" he nodded his head, still looking at you to find the disgust he knew was coming for him, but to his surprise you leaned over and placed a small kiss on his cheek before returning to your place "Then let's finish this game, shall we?"

Asmodeus:

Would be the least surprised out of all of his brothers, in fact, he encouraged you to wear them in the first place. "Oh, come on hon, they'd look ravishing on you!" You were unsure at first, but Asmo never steered you wrong with his fashion advice "Okay fine, but I'm not leaving this room in these" You put them on to appease the demon of lust, but to your own dismay they were surprisingly comfortable. "Ihate to admit it, But... I like them, you were right Asmo as always" "I knew it! I'll go on Akuzon and buy you a pair in every color!"

Beelzebub:

He came into the kitchen looking for a snack while you were making dinner, minding your own business you didn't notice how his eyes went from the contents of the fridge to your backside. It wasn't until you noticed the shadow casted from behind you and the sudden heat of someone standing close to you, you didn't even have to look to know who it was "time for your pre-dinner snack Beel?" You turn your head slightly to look at him, only to see him staring at your butt like a Thanksgiving turkey "you should wear these more often MC" a blush crept onto your cheeks as you smiled up at him, now meeting your gaze "anything for you Beel"

Belphagor:

Finishing up your chores for the day, you went into the twins rooms to make their beds. Bending over the side of Beel's bed wiping off the crumbs from his late night snacking, you didn't notice Belphie enter the room "looking good MC" hearing his voice startled you making you jump back "Oh, hi Belphie I didn't hear you come in" you blushed when the realization hit you, what Belphagor had been referring to. You had been bending over, putting your ass in the air. "You really like these? I borrowed them from Asmo, I wasn’t really sure how I felt about them.." Belphie smirked at you, nodding his head "Yeah, I like them"

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me x reader #obey me x y/n #obey me x you #obswd #obey me × lucifer #obey me x mammon #obey me x satan #obey me x leviathan #obey me x asmodeus #obey me x beelzebub #obey me x belphagor #obey me x mc

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blue-moonjelly · 11 months

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Quiet Fears

Demon Brothers x NB reader

{angst and later comfort, mental health insecurities, discussion of anxiety and depression, reassuring and comforting}

*note: I’m admittedly not used to writing this type of thing, but lately I’ve been finding myself in the similar position regarding mental health and I just thought it was something many others could relate to, it’s a little choppy but I hope someone can find a little bit of comfort in it*

For weeks now, everyone in the house of lamentation could sense something in the air when it came to you.

First noticing the small changes, the way your smiles made fewer appearances, the manner in which you chose to spend time alone more often, and the odd habit of spacing out during conversations that once elicited thousands of words from you.

Though everyone was quick to take notice of these changes, it had been mutually decided among them that no one would speak of it unless it came from you, and that each of them would give you your space and be patient in their concerns.

Even if it did kill them.

"Hey has anyone seen MC" Mammon asked as he made his way through the kitchen, catching the attention of the twins who had been in the midst of taking out a freshly baked cake from the oven, "I wanna show them this new plushie I bought today, thinking it might be their thing, y'know"?

"No, we haven't" Belphie answered first.

"We've been baking their favorite" Beel continued "A devil's dark chocolate cake, and I haven't had a single bite yet"

"MC" Levi called out while also stumbling into the kitchen with Satan right at his side, "Oh, we were looking for MC, I wanna show them the new game we've been waiting months for to release, it has music with Ruri-chan's backing vocals" he practically squealed.

"And I wanted to show them this new blanket I got for us to share when we do our daily readings by the fireplace" Satan explained as he hold up the softest blanket any of them had ever seen, he blushed while explaining himself, "none of our blankets keep them warm enough".

"MC, oh my darling MC" Asmodeus hummed as he skipped past the kitchen, only stopping when he caught a glance at the formed group from the corner of his eye, "oh you're all here, I was looking for MC so I could show them this new set of press on nails I made them, I wanted to make the perfect ones just for my little darling"

"Yeah well get in line Asmo, 'cause I'm gonna be the first one who gets to give MC a present" Mammon spoke up first as he broke from the group and began to run straight to MC's room, yelling over his brothers who protested as they quickly followed from behind.

"Nothing is wrong" your voice suddenly boomed out from the common room, quickly stopping the brothers in their tracks as they turned to see you lash out at Lucifer in front of the fireplace.

The brothers all stood within the entrance, crowding next to one another as they looked between their eldest brother and MC, both of them staring down the other with a glare.

"that's not very convincing" Lucifer responded, his voice and body language both seemingly calm, but anyone could tell the blood inside of him was boiling.

Lucifer, the one who was usually the most logical of the bunch was now going against the unsaid rules they all had written, his emotions leading him into a heated search for MC.

"What do you want me to say Lucifer" you continued to yell, "seriously, since you seem to know my emotions better than I do, tell me, what is it exactly that you're waiting for me to admit. Do you want me to bother everyone with my problems? You want me to be a burden in saying that I'm sad without even having a valid reason? That I'm sad when everything in my life seems to be going so well, that I'm anxious it will all break away just as quickly as it came, that I'm scared all of you will one day wake up and realize I'm just a mere human who can't even handle their own shit? is that what you want me to say Lucifer?"

You finally managed to notice the rest of the brothers crowding the entrance of the common room, each of them staring back at you.

"MC" Lucifer's voice trailed off as he called your name in a delicate whisper.

“This is just the way my brain works Lucifer, it’s sad it’s scary and it’s shitty. The truth is that there's never just one thing that's really wrong, I wish there was and I could just give you all a simple explanation" you began to speak in a less heated tone. You had been dreading ever having this conversation, you were scared of ever having to explain yourself and deep inside you hoped that it never would have to be addressed. You were happy, the happiest you could ever remember being, surely your mind could just accept that.

"I've just always been like this for as long as I can remember, my fears and emotions are heightened so much more than other humans. I take medication to help and do things to keep me busy and for the most part it helps, but there are other times when nothing or no one can, and I'm simply just in a dark pit that I need to rest in for a moment" you then took a careful breath as you tried to remain some composure, "I just never wanted you all to see this part of me, the person who can't even save themself from their own mind”.

It was silent, you didn’t dare try to make eye contact with anyone, fear that you scared them off was enough to nibble you into a cowering submission, fiddling with your fingers as you stared off into the fire place that flickered before you.

Suddenly, you were being scooped into Lucifer’s familiar grip and carried off of your feet before being placed on the couch. A large soft blanket being draped around you and Satan who sat to your left, Mammon tucking himself to your right side as he patted a plushie you both cuddled between, Levi scooting himself to one knee as he brought out his console to show you the game you both had been waiting months for, Asmo grabbing your left hand and leaning close to your other knee as he prepped your nails for a press on set, the twins joyfully talking between themselves at the front of your legs while they both began to cut pieces from a cake they had.

“There is nothing you have to explain” Lucifer said from above your head as he brushed his fingers between the strands of your hair, “you just have to know and remember that we love you MC, all of you” he ended with a kiss to the top of your head.

None of them were questioning you, no awkward glances or tip toeing over you in silence, they simply accepted what you had to say and treated you as you always wished others would. They comforted you in the best way they knew how, by being present and loving you as their selves.

You couldn’t help it, the tears rushed down your cheeks as you felt an inexplicable rush of warmth and love from the demons you knew adored you. A relief like nothing you had ever felt before, washed over you as everyone continued to unconditionally accept and love you.

You didn’t try to hide these tears though, in fact you were thankful for them, for there were no better words you could use to describe the amount of adoration you had for these boys.

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anintrovertedechoe · 1 year

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ichor.

belphegor x gn reader

angst

“I don’t trust you anymore, Belphegor.” Weak and broken. Resigned. A voice too tired to pretend. A voice too small to be pretend.

You are so, so tired. Belphie can see it in your eyes (the bags underneath speak—no, scream volumes. Agony and anguish weigh down on your shoulders like the weight of Lilith’s limp body on his all those millennia ago. He wishes he could save you, but how can he dare when he was the one to have put you in this position?) and there is grief violently ripping and tearing into his heart hearing you so drained and defeated. The spark known as you has diminished and extinguished and Sloth knows he has no one to blame but himself.

“I’m sorry.” You add. An afterthought. A sick sense of amusement finds its way into him, presenting itself in the metallic tang on his tongue and the taste of bile in his throat. How ironic, that you are the one to apologize, after everything he has put you through.

How ironic, that after everything he put you through, his anger at you outweighs his shame.

“Are you serious? It’s been months since I…since that happened. I thought we moved past that, or are you still that hung up on the past?” He spits his words out with a nonchalant yet scathing venom, the shame in him burning but still not as hot as the angered entitlement he feels. He…did that, sure. But have his brothers not threatened and attempted the same? Yet because of his success he is punished. (He refuses to acknowledge the difference between failure and success in this case. He doesn’t think he can bear it if he does.) Did his immediate regret mean nothing to you? Has he not done enough? He wants the normalcy you have with the rest of his brothers. He wants what you had with him, before he was freed from the attic. The thought that he may never get that refuels his annoyance and suddenly any regret he feels over his confrontation is burnt to a crisp in the flames of distress.

“I never thought you would be that petty, Bug.” A term of endearment weaponized against you and you cannot understand why you ever thought you could learn to love him.

(The youngest has always gotten his way, you belatedly realize. He will never apologize, not when his sins have always been forgiven without a second thought. The sentiment is bitter in your throat.)

You are silent for a moment, unsure what to say, and for a moment Belphegor thinks you may finally understand. He thinks you might have started to see it his way.

But then you laugh. You laugh and it is jagged, and sharp, and vile. It is broken and crackly and filled with all the things you could never say to his face. Mockery and resentment cloud the room and the worst part is you can’t tell who it’s coming from. Sloth’s brattiness has always been his trademark, and yet you begin to realize it’s one of the many things you cannot stand about him.

“I’m sorry, is being upset over you killing me that unreasonable?” (He flinches, and a sick sense of satisfaction fills you.) You are raw and hurting and regret clouds the both of you. Him for his audacity and you for ever thinking of forgiving the man standing before you. “I apologize, my lord, but usually, for mere fucking humans like me, we only die once.” Your smile is sharp and predatory, and for once, Belphie feels like he is the prey.

“Being brought back to life doesn’t change the fact that I died because of you, Sloth. I still remember you killing me. I still remember seeing my dead body. (Your voice cracks and so does his heart.) Sort of a mindfuck if you can try and understand.” (He knows you doubt him and his empathy from your tone alone and that stings in a place he didn’t think he could be hurt in anymore.) You are hot and flaming and burning to a crisp and like a moth to a flame, Sloth keeps flying to his doom.

“You aren’t a regular human though, are you? After all, you came back. It’s annoying to see you so quick to blame me when my brothers have basically done the same.” His voice is calm, but his head is anything but. Voices in his mind scream for him to go further; to bite and tear until there is nothing left of you, yet his heart and soul plead and beg for him to get on his knees and pray for forgiveness. But when has anything good been done when he listened to himself? The last time he did (“let her love, Belphegor.”) he made the biggest mistake of his life. (The arrow pierces from her chest out through her wings and he realizes with horror that he was the one chosen to be saved instead. He was the one who had caused Lilith to bleed gold until ichor turned to inky tar and Lucifer had given up his freedom to give her another life away from them all.) And Belphie realizes he is scared because he can’t lose another one. He can’t lose another member of his family. He can’t lose you.

But Belphegor’s always been one to speak first and think later and his words cut deep when he says, “Then again, if it weren’t for Lilith, you wouldn’t even be here, would you? So do you really belong here, or are you just a placeholder for someone you can’t even begin to replace?”

There is silence, and then there is a stare, and Belphie feels like he’s losing Lilith all over again with the way life leaves your eyes.

“I think you should go, Belphie.” Your voice is dull and empty and Belphie wishes that he never spoke. He wishes you were still looking at him with hatred and resentment because he feels like he’s killed you again and his breath is picking up and oh, Father, what did he do?

“Bug, I-“

“Leave, Belphegor.” You stare at the wall behind him as your pact activates. When he shuts the door behind him you slowly stumble over to your bed and sit down.

Sloth always knew how to break you in the worst of ways, and from opposite sides of a wall, you both break down from the knowledge of it.

long time no write 🥴

yeah so i lied i didn’t do any of the Drabble requests because i am but a lowly court jester too stupid to retain the ideas of others. i write simply on whims and hope that people do not hate the words I put down as much as I do.

comments and feedback are appreciated i hope ygs know anytime you wrote any sort of ‘review’ I screenshot it and put it in my special album

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sheep-luke · 8 months

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How Belphegor Take Care Of MC

His sleeping buddy—

Let's be honest, Belphie will say "Taking care of you will be troublesome" or "No. I'm not taking care of MC."

"Alright Belphie, No cuddles then."

Belphie immediately woke up once you said that.

"Fine, I'll take care of you" was the last thing he said before he fell asleep on your lap.

MC... I'm sorry for you but... You ain't getting up again. Nope, you ain't getting up again.

Belphie! You're supposed to take care of MC! Not make them your pillow!

MC, Just call Beel and tell him to get Belphie at least off of you. This ain't working.

Welp, We know our little sleepyhead ain't going to take care of us but we tried.

A/N: Should I do the side characters??

~SheepLuke

#obey me #obey me mc #obey me!#obey me belphie #obeyme #obey me! mc #obey me! belphie #obey me! belphegor #obey me belphagor x reader #obey me belphegor #obey me belphie x reader #obey me belphie x mc #obey me belphie x you #obey me shall we date #SheepLuke

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plasmasimagination · 1 year

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(internal screaming in pillow while kicking legs)

#belphie fluff #belphie x reader #belphegor x reader #shall we date belphie #obey me belphie #swd belphegor #belphagor #belphie x you #belphie fanart #om! belphie #swd belphie

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lex-icon · 1 year

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gah this is so bittersweet…

#yeah babe it’s you…#give me belphie back #i want my baby back #god i miss them so much #obey me nightbringer #obey me shall we date #nightbringer #god i love him #obey me belphagor #omswd #belphie x you #obey me #belphagor x reader

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lost-in-lamentation · 6 months

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💋⭐️🌃 - first kiss, stars, midnight.

belphegor × gen!reader. fluff.

no warnings.

content: you sneak up to the human world for a night of stargazing.

back to the 500 follower event: here.

“of all people, how did you manage to convince barbatos to let us up into the human world without telling lucifer?”

“he found a rat in the castle, and i think you can guess what happened next.”

belphie snickered at the implication, trailing not far behind as you snuck through the dark towards your meeting spot with barbatos. “i thought barbatos kept that place too clean for rats to go in.”

“well…” you shot him a sheepish smile. “maybe it didn’t go in by itself.”

“you’re crazy, MC.” the youngest brother shook with laughter, barely able to stop himself just as you reached the clearing.

you ran up to barbatos first, exchanging a few more words before you nodded in agreement and came back to belphie’s side. “we have about six hours up there, and then barbatos will bring us down again.”

“that’s great and all, but you still haven’t even told me what we’re doing.” he eyed your backpack carefully, face twisted in confusion.

“and i told you earlier that it’s a surprise.” you said in a dramatic tone, rolling your eyes at him before waving to barbatos that you were ready.

barbatos gave you a sharp nod, and a second of weightlessness later, you found yourself in an open field. next to you, belphie stumbled around as he tried to gain his balance. when he finally stood steady on his feet, he scanned the field cautiously, gaze switching between you and his surroundings constantly.

eventually, he broke the silence with an awkward cough. “seriously MC, why are we here?”

“because,” you began, zipping your backpack open to reveal a bundle of blankets, “there’s a meteor shower tonight, and i thought you might like to see it.” you tugged the blankets out of your bag, throwing the biggest one out onto the grass so you could spread it out. “give me a hand.”

belphie took a second to move, but slowly started to help you set up. as you pulled another blanket out, belphie gave you a look of bewilderment, reaching to grab your backpack to look inside. “how’d you fit so much in here?” he mumbled, digging inside to grab the two pillows you had thrown in as well.

“tetris,” you hummed.

“... right.” belphie shook his head, not entirely sure what you meant, but accepting the answer anyways.

the sun was low already, leaving only about 20 minutes of daylight left until the sky turned black. you couldn’t see it from behind the line of trees that surrounded the field, but the hues of pink and purple that were strung across the sky gave you an idea about where it was. you left soft music playing from your phone, and few words were exchanged between you and belphie as the sun finally set. the purple infused sky made way for the dark expanse of night, and you watched as the stars began to flicker into existence one by one. you fell back onto the blanket, arms crossed behind your head as you tried to make out the constellations that belphie had taught you about before.

“do you remember?” belphie fell next to you, his hair brushing against your arm as he adjusted himself on the blankets.

after careful consideration, you shook your head, wanting to admit defeat rather than get something wrong. “you taught me a lot, but when i’m actually looking at the real thing, it’s a lot harder to differentiate.”

belphie chuckled softly, a smile gracing his features as he looked up at the sky. “that big one there; cygnus.”

“the swan.”

“so you do remember.”

it was your turn to laugh, swatting lightly at his arm before turning your eyes up again. “what else is there?”

“there’s another bird,” belphie said quietly, pointing up to a different area. “do you remember the name?”

“you’re testing me, and for what?” you scoff in feigned irritation, but wrack your brain for the answer anyway. “that’s the eagle, right?”

the avatar of sloth nodded slowly, and you could feel his movements against your forearm. “but what’s the name?”

with a sigh you threw your arm on top of belphie, slamming across his chest and forcing a wheeze out of him. “i give up.”

belphie poked at your side in retaliation, drawing a surprised yelp out of you as he laughed. “aquila.”

“you’re so annoying.” you heard him mutter a thanks, and you couldn’t stifle your own giggling at the remark. “the meteors should show up soon, i think.”

“i don’t mind waiting, i like just the stars too.” you shifted onto your side, propping yourself up on an elbow as you looked over at belphie. he turned his gaze towards you, stars reflecting like city lights in his gaze. “what is it?”

warmth bloomed into your chest, trailing all the way down to your fingertips. “tell me about the stars again.”

belphie wondered if you knew how flushed your cheeks were; he wondered if you could tell how fast his heart was racing. even the chill of the wind wasn’t strong enough to blow away the heat that settled on his face. “then, let me tell you about cygnus again.”

true to his name, the avatar of sloth spoke so softly that it had you on the verge of dreams. but you were determined to see the meteor shower, so you fought the weight on your eyelids as you waited for a streak of light in the sky. you didn’t know how much time had passed before belphie suddenly sat up and pointed towards the stars. “did you see it?”

and just as he spoke, it appeared again. a flash of light in the dark, extending across the galaxies for you to marvel at. you released a sigh of content, sharing awed whispers with belphie as each meteor left golden strings behind.

a heartbeat of silence passed, and a gentle touch on your shoulders appeared after. belphie laid back down onto the blanket, pulling you up to lay partly on top of him. your head fell onto his shoulder and your arm was thrown across his waist. you relaxed into the embrace, practically melting when you felt belphie thread his fingers through your hair. you all but purred at the touch, leaning even closer as he kept up the action. you stayed like that for a while, only moving when you saw your phone screen light up with the time.

“it’s midnight, belphie. we should make a wish.”

the youngest stole a glance at the time before flipping your phone to face down. “i wish tonight was a bit longer,” he whispered, looking back at the stars.

“i wish i would never forget tonight.”

underneath you, belphie positioned himself so that his face hovered just in front of yours. “what do you say about making that a promise instead?”

you blinked at the proposal, unsure of what the demon was asking. but when belphie pressed his lips onto yours, everything became clear. you were still caught off guard, but when belphie began to pull back, you chased after him, tilting your head to match his and kiss him back properly.

there was a quiet gasp of surprise from belphie before he returned the gesture. his hand found the back of your neck and brought you closer, fingers tangling in your hair as you both deepened the kiss. you were quick to reciprocate, your own hand tracing down his shoulders until they landed on his waist, grip tightening when you started to run out of air. when you both did, you finally separated, chests heaving as your foreheads pressed together. your breaths entwined together in a messy rhythm, warmth spreading over both of your faces as you locked eyes with each other.

“promise me you won’t forget tonight,” belphie exhaled, brushing his nose against yours.

“i don’t think i could forget if i wanted to,” you replied, words hushed, as you chased after his lips one more time.

a/n: grrrahhhh

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denpa-dere · 7 months

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house arrest 3

afab!mc x beelzebub

description: NSFW, you are confined to your room for your own protection. But how long will that last when the only thing standing between you and your housemates is a door and some willpower? Would Beel pass the marshmallow test?

warnings: Capital B breeding kink with talks of impregnation, babies, afab reader with she/her pronouns. Talk of emotional eating. Dubcon warning!!! This one turned out sounding kind of sketch in places, but actions depicted are intended to be consensual. Size kink.

Note: reader is described as being shorter and smaller than Beel, but I tried not to go into specifics. so just scale Beel in your mind to however big he'd have to be to be significantly larger than you.

|| Intro || Mammon || Asmo (mini) || Levi || Satan (mini) || Beel || Lucifer (mini) || Asmo || Belphie (mini) || Belphie || Barbatos (mini) ||

For the past few days, Beezlebub had been eating his feelings.

He was a menace in the kitchen, he could admit it. Since breakfast three days ago, no meals were able to be prepared to completion without interference from the sixth-born. Occasionally, one of his brothers would try to separate him from the fridge where he had set up camp, but each attempt only served to make him more irritable and territorial, less like himself. It soon became clear that their efforts were not worth the struggle and creative measures were implemented to allow for some form of cookery.

Belphagor hovered as much as his fatigue would permit, worried for his twin. Left unspoken for the sake of Beel's dignity, Belphie understood intrinsically the depth of the hunger you had unlocked in his brother. It was a terrifying force to be reckoned with, one that could very easily boil over into something disastrous.

At this late hour, Beel was alone, Belphie having retreated to the attic for yet another nap. Four puddings pushed down the memory of your scent for the nth time. Twelve poisoned apples for how his hands dwarfed your tiny shoulders. A couple boxes of leftover takeout to smother your big doe eyes looking up at him before the first shove kicked off a regretful fight between his brothers.

Guilt weighed like an albatross around Beel's neck. He loved his family- you were included in that. You rounded out their group in a way that felt complete. Beel wasn't always the most articulate demon, but his feelings were genuine and acute; sometimes overwhelmingly so.

"Oh, hey."

He felt sick.

Beel twisted to see you over his shoulder, refrigerator door still halfway open. You were standing in the kitchen doorway, looking unsure, picking your fingernails. You looked so small.

"I was going to get something to drink," You said, as if you needed an excuse to be there.

He smiled at you and hoped it was reassuring, "I think there's some juice left."

"Thanks, that'll work," You returned the grin, relieved he broke the tension first. He sat the carton on the counter and stepped aside.

See? You could both be normal about this.

“I feel like it’s been forever since I’ve seen you,” You mused, getting yourself a glass from the cupboard, “I’m going stir-crazy in there.”

Beel leaned against an opposite counter, “How much longer are you locked down for?”

“Ugh, I don’t know, two or three more days, maybe?” You mirrored him from across the room, “I hope Lucifer doesn’t think I’m doing this every month. Absolutely not.”

Every month.

This was going to happen every month? Indefinitely? He felt light-headed. How was he supposed to contend with this on a regular basis? A month was nothing.

“You okay?” You asked, shaking Beel from his thoughts.

“Yeah,” He replied, “Are you at least eating enough?”

“No complaints there,” You shrugged, sipping your drink, “Anyway, I should head back.”

The words came out reflexively the moment your back was turned: “I missed you.”

“I missed you, too,” You beamed back at him, stopping in your tracks. You were so pretty when you smiled. He felt his heart speed up.

“Can I walk you back?” He asked, knowing very well he shouldn't, but not ready to say goodbye just yet.

You hesitated for only a moment, "Yeah, I'd like that."

___

Trying to keep pace with you was always a little awkward, given your much shorter stride. Beel was used to waiting up for others after a few millennia of adapting to Belphie's slothful movements. Still, the urge to scoop you up and carry you with him tugged at his fraying nerves. Would you mind? You'd let him do it before…

Even if you did mind, it'd be easy, he thought, to simply hook an arm around your waist and lift you like a fangol ball. You could wiggle and fight as much as you wanted, but realistically, you were physically no match for the most average of demons, let alone one such as himself. Especially if caught by surprise, with no time for magic (or pact orders) to level the playing field. Despite all of your time spent in the Devildom, your trusting nature left you wide open to any number of those with ill intent. It was like you refused to understand that humans were prey.

Which is why you needed to be here, with him them, Beel reminded himself. To keep you safe. Because, right now, you were all but screaming to be devoured.

Sweat dotted his brow. Maybe going with you was a mistake. Without a constant stream of food to distract himself, his thoughts were drifting to dark and unfamiliar territory. Even tucked under his arm, were you really safe? He swallowed the rapidly pooling spit in his mouth, chewing on the discomforting idea.

"Well, this is my stop," You said, breaking the uneasy silence that had formed between you. Your hand hovered on the doorknob, but neither of you moved. He was certain you could read the distress all over his face. You were good at that sort of thing.

"Do you want to talk about it?" You asked gently, twisting the handle.

"I don't know," He replied, honest as ever, "I want to spend more time with you, but I'm worried."

"That you'll hurt me?"

He nodded, "Or worse."

You seemed to consider his words carefully. You studied his expression, though what you were searching for was unclear. Finally, you shrugged as if it were the most obvious answer in the world.

"I'm not worried," You said, pushing open your bedroom door, "I trust you."

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Beel loved his family. He loved you.

But he could stand for there to be more of you.

It was his single-minded focus, and had been since… since however long it had been that you'd allowed him into your room, he supposed.

You entered first. You showed your back to him and he went after you, blinded by instinct. Time was fuzzy after that. Later, Beel would go through and make sense of things. Right now, with your cunt squeezing him so deliciously, the only semi-coherent thought in his head was breeding you over and over and over again.

"More, one more," He slurred almost apologetically. If he could feel the satisfaction of cumming deep inside your tight little body just one more time, then he would be sated. Maybe. Probably.

You were like jelly, eyes rolled back, reduced to wordless noises while he bounced you on his cock. Your arms hung loose around his neck, legs locked around his waist. Dark marks bloomed across your skin, purple bruises in the shape of hands and teeth despite his best efforts to keep your trust. It took everything he had not to break your soft, salty skin when he tasted you. He mouthed at whatever exposed flesh he could reach, desires and intentions blurring hopelessly together into a confusing mess.

You fell against him with a pathetic cry as another orgasm was pulled from your poor, overstimulated body. You were trembling uncontrollably. He curled protectively around you, kissing your sweat-slicked temple and murmuring sweet praise that bubbled up through his mental haze. You were taking him so well, please, just one more for him, please, one more so he could make absolutely sure you wound up carrying his babies- and why stop at one? You were going to be gorgeous pregnant, working so hard to make their family even bigger, giving him even more people to love. Fuck– he couldn't get enough of you.

He felt a tightening in his core that signaled he was close. He held you in place, bottoming out when he bucked up into you. Stretched obscenely full, your walls pulsed around him, milking his cock for all he could give. You groaned something that sounded like his name muffled into his chest, your desperate keening triggering his own release. His previously rhythmic grunting built into a low growl as he pumped thick ropes of cum deep into your already stuffed cunt. Beel let out a small whine feeling some of his seed dripping out around him. It wasn't fair. It all belonged to you.

A brief moment of clarity washed over him in the wake. He knew you were tired- exhausted, actually, judging by your adorable fucked-out expression. That was okay, he could help. He'd get you cleaned up and into fresh pajamas before taking you upstairs to rest together in his bed.

Consequences be damned, he was going to keep you close. He knew Belphie wouldn't mind. Besides, what if he needed more later?

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anxietywhore97 · 2 years

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Welcome to the Devildom

Obey me! Brothers + Diavolo

Warnings: none just cringe

Waking up in the Devildom was definitely something you never dreamed of happening to you, or at all for that matter. You were aware that hell existed, but now that you're here staring up at the demon prince himself, you didn't really know what to think.

As you listened to Diavolo, and Lucifer explain that you've been chosen for the exchange program, you couldn't help your wondering eyes taking them in.

"A bit nervous, are we?" Diavolo said before he chuckled, a sound you weren't expecting to come from him, but a nice one at that. It helped ease your nerves a bit as you nodded up at him, unsure of what to say "We did pull you from the human world after all, surely any of us would be nervous by that" Lucifer chimed in "yes, I suppose you're right about that Luci" you couldn't help but smile at the pet name the demon lord gave to this very grumpy looking demon in front of you.

"Oh, what a beautiful smile" you heard from someone entering the room "now isn't the time for your antics Asmodeus" Lucifer sighed "you must be wondering who I am dear. None other than the avatar of lust himself" he said while petting your hair "Lucifer, I'm tired can I go now?" hearing the grumpy demon sigh again "NO! No one is leaving until we assign someone to watch over this human" you heard the grumbles from everyone in the room "Well it ain't gonna be me, I'm outta here!" you heard a pissed off looking demon with the most beautiful white hair you've ever seen.

"Actually, I had an idea of who could watch over you, he already seems to be quite fond of the little human. What do you say Asmo?" "Asmodeus, are you sure my lord?" Looking over at this gorgeous demon in front of you, you weren't sure how to feel about the avatar of lust. Nor did you want to be surrounded by lust at all right now "ooh this is going to be so much fun! We can share a bed and everything, it'll be fabulous!" seemingly out of nowhere another demon pulls Asmo away from you "Can I be the one to look after them, Lord Diavolo?"

All eyes were suddenly going back and forth from you to the demon and back to you again. "Beel, you really want to look after this human?" Diavolo paused to think for a moment before turning to you "and how do you feel about the avatar of gluttony looking after you?" you looked at Beel for a moment before turning back to Diavolo. "Well sir, it would make me feel more comfortable to be surrounded by food, rather than..." you glanced at Asmo making Diavolo chuckle once more "very well than, Beel I assign you as the guardian and protector of MC"

suddenly the white-haired demon bursts back into the room, obviously having been listening from outside the door. "Wait just a minute! yer really gonna assign that idiot to look after them?!" "Shut your coin hole Mammon, it's already been decided. Plus weren't you the one that stormed out not wanting the responsibility?" "You shut your... h-hole Satan. I ain't done nothin'! Both Lucifer and Diavolo sigh at the brothers' quarrel "That's quite enough gentlemen, since the guardian of MC has been established, this meeting is adjourned." Diavolo stated before the rest of the demons left the room.

"I apologize on the behalf of my brothers; they can be quite the handful." Lucifer said as he walked past you to exit the room, squeezing your shoulder lightly as he did so. "You must have a ton of questions" Beel said as he smiled up at you, gesturing you to follow him out of the room and into what you assume will be your home for the next year.

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