Ruler of the Sloth Ring. Former Virtue of Diligence. Mun is 33 sideblog to cannibalxroses
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🐑 Ruler of Sloth Ring 🐑 MVRP Friendly 👁 Adored by Xixi
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{Thanks guys! I think I may just move Belphie. I think there's enough Sins around that it's safe to not have her as a side blog. I'll share a link for it once I have it settled.;;
{ Can you guys see this post? I have a feeling I've been shadow banned on here but I need to make sure I'm not crazy. ;;
If I am, I might just make Belphie her own blog..
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{ Can you guys see this post? I have a feeling I've been shadow banned on here but I need to make sure I'm not crazy. ;;
If I am, I might just make Belphie her own blog..
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Touch my muse. Be descriptive or simple, tender or violent, fond or hateful - anything goes.
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{ This idea just sort of came to me but like, what if the lullabies that Belphegor sang / hummed to Cherubs and little angels were imprinted on her Ring and in the hospital rooms - especially in the infant sector of the hospital. The humming could probably be heard from Belphie herself if she is personally giving you a dream, be it a nightmare or a pleasant dream.
Most lullabies are dark stories we tell children, so I don't see any reason why they wouldn't have a presence in Sloth.
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She gave a soft giggle. "Most patrons go straight to the hospital. Only the toughest cases make their way to my personal door. Very few actually come up to me to inquire for help in person. You are lucky that I have a free schedule. Right this way please."
Standing at her full height she guided him to the back of her pharmacy, passing various doors. She stopped by a door that had five eyes on a circular door. As she places a hand on it, the closed eyes open and give an eerie pink glow before swinging inward. Entering the room, she magically lit several candles. Purple, white and black. Purple: Channeling the essence of dreams and increasing her power of persuasion for sleep. White: Purify his mind of any mental and emotional heavy weight that was preventing his sleep. Black: Protecting him from nightmares while he slept.
There was a sweet scent in the air, lavender and mint, greeting them as they settled into the room. Belphegor took a seat on a large pillow beside a soft bed that was perfectly sized for her imp clients. Her hands folded as she gave him a small smile, "Please, make yourself comfortable. Let me know when you are ready."
He was initially excited to know he'd be taken care of right away, though his excitement would be hampered when he was told to relinquish his weapons, and though he was rather hesitant, he'd only need a moment to feel the aches of sleep demanding more pain from him as his head ached. Two revolvers, a hellfire-dagger, and what looked like a quick-stitch kit would be put inside; the kit itself had a scalpel and scissors, and he thought they needed stowing away as well.
It did feel like a hospital to be there, and he'd almost forget that he was not dealing with a Nurse, but the SIN of the RING. And one that he'd imagine was held to a higher reverie than he was giving her, yet she seemed alright with not being groveled to.
"So… is this a common practice you do? I can't. I've heard a lot of the work you get up so." He'd look awkward, trying his best to think with his sleepy mind, making sure he spoke everything he was trying to say, knowing how his sleepless mind can make him space out in the middle of a sentence. "I mean, I've heard of meditation, but not one guided by a Sin."
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(You know, this is more or less how I imagined Belphegor when she was a Virtue of Diligance. Proud Sheep mom taking care of the little ones up there. 🥺💜
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(I hc that even though Satan and Belphegor are like complete opposites when it comes to their rings; they have a similar sense of justice. It's why she has no problem lending her police sheep from Sloth to aid Wrath.
I'd imagine there's a police station in Wrath funded by Belphie, too..
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She raised a brief brow at Mammon. Was he seriously considering being there if her and Satan decided to marry? It was likely just a joke, so she didn't put too much thought into it.
For now, she was going to keep the small details about her and Satan to herself.
However, when it comes to a vault, Belphegor shook her head. There was something about his offer that didn't settle well with her.
"I appreciate the offer, but I don't feel comfortable knowing that someone other than myself knowing where they are hidden and how to unlock them."
Even Mammon knew that he would be main target out of all sins. He didn't mind, it was fun to see the lower class peasants try an assassinate him and fail just to be be-headed, or worse... The Sin of Greed was hated but also loved in some circles so he was fine with this.
Nodding few times. Oh Bee. She did that awfully lot. Mammon would too but he wouldn't use the drugs, just sell those with high price. Not like he had done it before, but shhhh... that's a secret. Let Bee take the blame.
The grin he got on his face faded away quickly as Belph mentioned date. Mammon was preparing to throw a fit if she said it was someone who was not a demon royal. Nothing got under his skin than royals bowing down to peasants and date them. But soon he arched his brow with a smirk on his face. Satan? Their fearless 'leader' was going on a date? With the Sloth Queen herself? Never saw that coming but then again it made a whole lot of sense.
"Yeah, nothin' better than keeping a Sin away from his sin with a therapy!" he was being sarcastic. Mammon loved to see chaos, Satan going on a rampage was one of his favorite things ever but it wasn't gonna happen now a days at all since he had that little hippy following him around and telling him what to do. Shame.
"But hey a date! Sounds nice, if you are into that kind of thing" Mammon was not, he didn't care about dating anyone or anything. Getting even more rich was his goal. Influencing humans in bad roads too. "Never knew ya were into Satan or a way around. Nothin' in tha'. At least it's a royal. If this ever gets anything further yer pal Mam is here to provide ya two a nice wedding~" he was joking, or was he?
"Talk about yer stash of drugs. I have a real good deal for ya to keep Bee and other drug hungry demons away from it! One of my company makes demon proof vaults for yer valuables~" no shame what so ever.
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"Hm..I see. That would be quite a strange situation to find yourself in." She could think of a few reasons why Mammon would be on anyone's hitlist but it wasn't really up for her to say anything. Best he learns the hard way.
Upon asking about how things were going for her, a slight smile could be seen over her features.
"Well, I have relocated my usual storage of experimental drugs so Bee doesn't make off with them for her wild parties. I don't want to be liable for anyone's health problems if she just makes off with them just to get a buzz." She taps her chin in thought. What else was new?
"Ah..I have a date later this week with Satan. I admit..I am trying not to over think it, but I am glad I managed to convince him to take at least one day away from his work. I am most pleased to see that Yogirt's therapy has been helping him work on his temper. Being that angry all the time can't be healthy."
Internally though, Belphegor was freaking out. She still didn't know what she was going to wear for the date. She was actually losing hours of sleep.
Pale pink hands rubbed her cheeks in an attempt to try to stay awake for the conversation, "Everything is going well on my end, more or less. I haven't heard any complaints from anyone in my Ring thus far."
Of course Belphegor didn't find his jokes as funny as Mam himself did. But truth to be told those eyes did creep the sin of Greed out every time he visited at Sloth Ring, knowing well Belph saw through them... all those funny and weird faces Mam has ever made at the eyes.
"I have my Fizz robots, those two are loyal and trustworthy n' they do compliment me daily basis. What else do I need" he just shrug. Of course Mammon had his weird fanbase, so many imps at times just wanting him to empty their bank accounts and such. guess there are some loyal patrons there?
". . . . Assassination?" Mammon asked in confused tone in his voice. Did something like that happen? Soon his expression lit up! He remembers one assassination tryout that failed misrably. "Nah yeah! An imp tried durin' the last Masquerade party. The cunt is now on a contract so they can't do anything for me except some dirty work. He is rather skilled ya know~" with weapons that could do harm even to sins so Mammon was glad the guy was now working for him so his ass is saved.
"If I ever die because of an imp, I'm gonna be so pissed. So how's life of the Sleepy Queen goin? Anythin' new?"
#unhinged greed#{Awe ;w; I'm so happy to hear that you enjoy my Belphie#{She is near and dear to my heart.
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"Ha-ha..very funny, Mam.." She rolls her eyes. It was no surprise to her that he was acting so childish, despite her explaining herself.
"At least I have loyal patrons. When was the last time you received praise from anyone in the Greed Ring?" All four of her arms cross over her chest,"That reminds me, I hear someone made an assassination attempt on your life. Those rumors wouldn't happen to be true, would they?" [ @unhinged-greed ]
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I hope someone who has Ommetaphobia (the fear of eyes) is okay when go down there for checkups and now scared out of their minds..
How do you make sure with this fear is okay???

"Ah, an interesting question. There are a few patients that do indeed have this fear. Though I imagine they have a rough time in Hell, especially if they visit the Pride Ring. Those that have this fear need to be sure they inform my staff at the hospital.
Once they are in the know, I arrange medical transportation from where they are to the hospital. The vans always have tinted windows so they don't have to look at the various eyes they pass while traveling through Sloth. They'll be dropped off by an indoor garage that will direct them inside the hospital."
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{ From Here - @hells-greatestdad }
"I don't understand why people think I would be interested in why they do in the privacy in their bathrooms. I'm not that perverse." That sounds more like Ozzie's deal but hey - she's not one to judge.
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Has...anyone poked those eyes?
I mean, it just sounds painful when you think about it.

A rare soft laugh could be heard from the Sloth Sin. She held her right cheek. "Have you ever heard of an illusion? Even if you poke the eyes around Sloth, I won't feel a thing. It's just the eyes on my person that would hurt if you poke them. I highly suggest you not poke those.."
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