#Belos x Reader

[sleepingdeath-light]

TOH WITH A IMMORTAL READER!

Okay so this wasn’t a specific request or anything so I’m just going to answer here with how I think each character would cope with having an immortal significant other. This got very long as I included basically everyone that’s on my masterlist… oops!

Also, to reiterate, these are just my thoughts so they’re very biased towards how I interpret the characters — and your relationship with the characters can be romantic or queer-platonic or similar depending on your preference!

Thoughts below the cut!

Adrian Graye-Vernworth

doesn’t even remotely believe you at first and will probably assume you’re joking. but once he does recognise your honesty then he’ll probably have something of a breakdown for a while and step back from your relationship — equal parts jealous of the life you’ve lived and horrified at the idea of just being a blip on the radar of your infinite life. it’s 50/50 whether this is a dealbreaker for him and he’ll either slowly inch back into your relationship or just break up with you because of the stress.

Alador Blight

alador is mostly neutral to your immortality when it comes to your relationship. like he’ll call on you for a second opinion when he’s working on something and will draw on your experience to further help his fellow witches — but he doesn’t really think about it any beyond that. though he does sometimes worry about you and how you’ll cope when he’s gone (because he knows that losing you would break him).

Amity Blight

when you tell her it’s quite the shock to the system and she doesn’t really know what to say or how to react. she’ll freeze up and you can see her thinking as she considers her response before she finally squeezes your hands and thanks you for telling her. she’d want to stay with you and wouldn’t want to break up, but she’d definitely have a few crises over the fact that you’ve lived so long before her and you will live so long after — but she also finds a small bit of comfort in the idea that she’ll never have to live without you.

Belos / Philip Wittebane

he’s been alive for far longer than he ever should have been because of his mission, so the idea of immortal entities isn’t difficult for him to believe. so upon finding out about your condition, he’s amazed but not necessarily startled by it — asking you about your origins and if there are more beings like you out there. if he truly cares about you, he’ll stick by you for as long as he’s able to keep his form stable — but if he doesn’t then he’ll just use you to find a way to complete his goal and lengthen his life further.

Boscha

boscha is someone else who wouldn’t believe you when you told her — going from genuine disbelief to shaky doubt to outright terrified denial and then through the stages of grief as she comes to terms with your condition. as sad as it sounds, this would probably end up being a deal breaker and would end your relationship as she would struggle too much with your past and future to be with you beyond that.

Camila Noceda

she doesn’t believe you at first, thinking that you’re just older than her as she’s seen some strange things but immortality is just so far beyond that. it takes her some time to come to terms with this but you do end up bonding over the losses you’ve experienced throughout your lives — you, your various lovers and friends, and her, luz’s father. she insists on learning your native language and teaching you hers so that you have an experience to remember her by.

Collector

having an immortal significant other would be the best case scenario for collector given his own life span. they wouldn’t have to worry about losing you prematurely and you’d be able to understand the issues he’s faced throughout their long life — whilst also having all the time in the world to grow with him and together as a couple. so they would be hopeful to have a spouse with this trait.

Darius Deamonne

this wouldn’t be a dealbreaker for darius but he would have a serious, long conversation about where you both stand and how your experiences would impact your relationship. he wouldn’t necessarily ask about your past relationships but he would be curious about older ages of magic on the isles and how other realms function — and especially how that can help the rebellion against belos.

Eberwolf

they’re pretty chill about the whole thing, honestly — like it rarely ever comes up in conversation so there’s no real impact on your relationship. you two just continue vibing together and spending the time you have wisely (by having fun) without the stresses such a realisation often bring. really they’re the best person you could have told — they only bring it up once or maybe twice and it’s only to make fun of you (lovingly, of course).

Eda Clawthorne

your immortality means that you have more knowledge of the world before belos and, thus, wild magic and magic as a whole. this means that eda will be looking to you to learn more about the owl beast, the history of those like her and if you ever came to know others with similar curses. she’d also insist on you teaching her about the people you loved and she’ll happily talk about raine (she’s far from the jealous type, but she is something of a gossip). she doesn’t care about making scrapbooks or taking pictures and prefers living in the moment with you and your family — living in the ‘doing’ world rather than focusing on capturing every little thing. you’ll look back on this with king and fleetingly wish you had more pictures, but the memory of her laugh and smile is tangible enough that neither of you feel like you’re missing out on too much.

Edric Blight

he will probably have something of an existential crisis about his own mortality when you tell him and would insist on finding a way to make himself live as long as you do. he starts comparing himself to the people you loved and lost and you’ll end up having to talk him into getting some help for it. your relationship will be permanently changed by this, but you will grow and heal with time — it’s just such a shock for him that he takes a bit of a mental health wobble whilst he comes to terms with it.

Emira Blight

em tends to bottle up her feelings a lot and will initially come off as very accepting and calm about the whole thing — but make no mistake this poor woman is one mislabelled jar of seasoning away from a breakdown. she’s now very aware of her own mortality and that she’s one of the probably dozens you’ve loved and lost and she’s absolutely terrified of being forgotten and lost to the sands of time. she’ll insist on keeping thorough, reliable records of your time together and by the time she’s old and you’re young you’ll be spending your last days together looking over them and laughing and crying and holding each other — finally ready to say goodbye.

Gus Porter

he will bombard you with questions about your life nonstop. did you ever live in the human realm? how has it changed? how has the boiling isles changed? there’s so much he wants to know and he has all the time in the world to listen to you talk — and he will note down everything you say and look at you with complete interest. so yeah he’ll still love you just as much as before, he’s just very nosy and eager to learn.

Hunter Wittebane

hunter is someone that would likely have a few hang-ups regarding true- and pseudo- immortality given his status as a clone/grimwalker. he’d have to do a lot of thinking regarding your relationship once he found out and a lot of serious conversations would be had about his natural lifespan compared to yours. in the end you would stay together and he’d be with you for a significant period of it (a few hundred years given him being similar to palismen) with him insisting that you don’t bring him back once he’s gone.

Lilith Clawthorne

she’d be absolutely entranced by your condition and would start fangirling over everything you must have experienced. you’ll end up getting interviewed and documented in every way possible as she asks about your history in and beyond the isles. though she might spend a bit more time on the deadwardian period than anything else (she’s biased, okay!).

Luz Noceda

luz would be amazed with you and would be eager to learn your story — as well as just about everything about you. she wants to learn your native language and hear about the cultures and people you knew throughout the years, especially if it involves some form of magic. she does, however, insist on making lots of memories with you and recording them so you never forget her.

Mattholomule

another one that doesn’t believe you but in mattholomule’s case he never ends up believing you. in his mind you’re just making a weird joke and there comes a point where you just stop trying to correct him and just live your life out with him — watching him grow old and grey whilst you remain the same. it’s on his death bed when he finally realises, but the life you shared was full of laughter and love so neither of you find it in yourselves to complain.

Odalia Blight

she is the type to use your status to her advantage which means that your relationship dynamic would inevitably shift. like she’d still care about you and be as affectionate as before, but she insists on showing you off and presenting herself as the wife of an immortal being in order to put herself above her fellow witches. you can tell her to knock it off. it will not work.

Raine Whispers

raine is heartbroken for you when they realise just how much you’ve lost throughout your life and they insist on memorialising your lost loved ones however they can. they help you write ballads for deceased lovers and learn to play songs from your home (even if their pronunciation is very shaky) because they care so deeply about you. they don’t talk about their concerns often, but they do ask that you remember them — and they leave you plenty of songs behind to do so.

Steve

as he’s quite possibly the most chilled out person in the boiling isles, steve doesn’t really care about the fact that you’re immortal. like when you tell him he’ll ask you a few questions about yourself and your past, but otherwise your relationship will stay the same and he’ll keep on keeping on. might expect the occasional cool story from your past, though, when you’ve both been drinking some apple blood.

Terra Snapdragon

she will most likely treat this as an opportunity to gain more power through your relationship. like she does care for you as you are her spouse at the end of the day, but she’s also incredibly power-hungry and having a partner who is immortal and has more experience than basically every other living entity is the ideal opportunity for her to get what she wants. so she definitely wouldn’t leave you, but the dynamic between the two of you would definitely change.

Viney

this wouldn’t be the end of your relationship but it would change a lot. viney insists on the two of you continuing to live in the moment together, focusing on making lasting memories doing things that you both love so that you never forget her. that means frequent fun dates, time spent teaching as a team, helping everyone you can and just spending time together doing what you love and having as much fun as you can whilst doing so.

Willow Park

willow is shocked by the revelation of your immortality but she doesn’t make too much of a big deal of it. like she will sit down with you and discuss anything you want to talk about, but generally your relationship remains unchanged. the only change is that she starts writing letters for you and hiding them — wanting to leave something behind for you once she’s gone.

[xxlemon-chanxx]

Headcanons I proposed for Philip/Belos in a discord server I’m in.

NSFW HEADCANONS AHEAD

Philip:

Philip never undresses completely during intimacy, he only ever pulls his pants down far enough to free his cock, but otherwise remains fully clothed.

Most times, Philip will have you face down against the table or wall or floor—whatever is most convenient for him (which is usually least convenient for you)

He’s very lazy when it comes to prepping you. He’ll massage your ass and test the waters with his thumb to see if there's enough give to take him right away. If he’s not in too much of a hurry to be inside, he’ll use that thumb to hook inside you and stretch you slightly before yanking down his pants.

He uses spit as lube. He doesn't warn you, you just hear a “ptooe” and feel a wetness before he shoves himself in

There are two modes of doggy style depending on how desperate he is: one where he’s leaned over you and has his chin resting on one of your shoulders as he grunts in your ear (stuff like “that's it” or “c’mon”) and the other where he's mostly upright and has a firm grip on your hips as he rolls his hips into you.

If it's the former, very rarely will you hear the “slapping” sound that one thinks of when they think of sex, there just isn't enough leverage for it, but the trade-off is being able to feel all of his weight bearing down on you.

Then, of course, there are some days where you manage to face him as he's pounding into you. On days like this, again, you can either have him embracing you as he grunts into your ear, or you can have him keep you at arm's length as he uses you.

If you're able to gaze at his face during these moments, you won't see a loving look from him, no. His expression will be stern, harsh, or borderline angry. His teeth will be bared in a scowl and he almost looks murderous.

He usually has one or two rounds in him, but sometimes there are more. When he's done, he’ll stay sheathed inside you until you move, then he gets up and wipes himself off with his hand (will sling it on the ground/floor of cave carelessly) and stuffs himself back into his pants. Proceeds to ignore you/pretend nothing happened.

Belos:

(assuming human!reader):

Assuming we’re running with the headcanon that Belos is a virgin before you, Belos learns from example, that how he acts in the bedroom is entirely dictated by how you treat him your first time.

If you treat undressing like a dance, he’ll treat it as a dance from then on. His cloak and overshirt, your shirt, his boots, your shoes, undoing his belt and easing his pants down, unbuttoning your pants and easing them down. He treats undressing as a back-and-forth, waiting for you to match his state of undress before progressing further. During this, he's also giving you gentle praises and kissing you, massaging your shoulders, the works.

But, if you take charge the first time and undress him *for* him, he’ll insist on undressing you completely before beginning to undress himself. He likes the image of you laid out on his bed as he undresses. It's an exercise in self-control to not rush in getting naked himself.

The actual act is a toss-up, but it's almost always going to be slow and gentle. I don't see him as a lover who will get too rough in bed, no matter how infuriating it may be for you.

He's a switch, but tends to lean on the dominant side once he’s familiar with the ins and outs of intimacy.

Unlike Philip, where he’s desperate and needy, Belos is calm and calculated, often chastising you in a soft voice if you're being too impatient. He’ll gaze into your eyes, wanting to be close enough to brush noses with you. He’ll stroke your hair, kiss your cheek, press his nose against your jawline, etc…

He's the master of cuddles after sex. He won't pull out of you unless you want him to, but he prefers to sleep on top of you with your body warming his limp cock. He’ll spend the rest of the night nestled against you, kissing along your shoulder and telling you how good you were.

[bunnyhuggingflower]

If only I could hold you for just once, destiny would be easier.

[wackulart]

Can we have a part 2 of the one where the reader goes into the tide pools and meets Belos and it picks up in the future (present) and Belos recognizes the reader. Have a great day, and sleep well tonight!

BET

(im glad people enjoyed it enough for a part 2!)

Part 1

Philip Wittebane/Emperor Belos x Reader Part 2

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He couldn't believe it.

It was you.

The Emperor had stepped back from the hall and rushed towards his office the second you had looked over to him. He didn't care if anyone had noticed his strange behaviour. No one would have been foolish enough to call him out on it regardless.

There was no doubt that you were the one who he had seen all those years ago. He heard you speaking to the scouts and god forbid that he would ever forget those eyes.

The eyes that had nearly made him forget that you were a witch and he, a witch hunter.

Once he had reached his office, he immediately moved to the books he had stored and flipped through any that would have to do with time passing, preserving bodies and maybe even cloning.

After a moment, he paused on a page and was sure he had found the correct one.

Time pools.

Though some memories had become fuzzy overtime, the day he met you was one that had remained clear.

He remembered how you explained to him that you would never be able to see him again, that certainly tracked with time pools being unable to reappear in the same place twice. Even finding one was incredibly rare to the point most didn't believe in their existence.

Yet there you were, a demon he had felt a fondness for that he had never expected to run into ever again, standing in his castle.

You had no clue who he was, how could he ever explain that?

Then again, he didn't have to.

He pulled himself from his thoughts as he realized that he still had the intention to grow closer to you. How could he be thinking that way, even after all these years?

Belos groaned, dragging his gauntlet down his mask in frustration. The feeling of his brother's eyes on the back of his neck certainly did not help.

He was not his brother, he could handle this. Despite the way his heart picked up as his mind wandered back to you.

Blissfully unaware, you had begun to wrap up your job. The packages had been delivered and now you were striking up conversation with one of the scouts as you both waited for a captain to come and sign for everything.

Suddenly the scout grew quiet and stiffened immediately, their hand moving to a salute. You hadn't processed what they were doing, almost worried that you had said something wrong until you clued in on the other scouts doing the same and facing something behind you.

You turned and nearly bumped into the person behind you. Before you could apologize, your face went white and the words died on your lips at the sight of the Emperor. His form towered over you easily, being in front of him would make even the strongest demons feel weak.

Instinctually, you fell into a bow in front of him. "M-my Emperor."

His eyes had looked upon you so gently, he had to fight down the sigh of relief from just being able to speak to you again. Even if it was under drastically different circumstances.

With just the raise of his hand, the scouts had dropped their salutes and you stood up straight. He held out his hand to you and as you looked at it, unsure of what he was asking for you slowly put your hand into his.

Then you heard him laugh and he placed his other hand on top of yours. "No, my dear. I need you to give me the papers to sign."

Your face burned red as you pulled your hand back and turned to find your clipboard. Your mind was racing almost as fast as your heart was after your little mistake. With shaky hands, you handed the clipboard to the Emperor. He took it, his gauntlet touching the tips of your fingers for only a moment.

He seemed to move very slowly, but in a methodical way. Something about everything the Emperor did seemed regal and purposeful, to even be this close to him to notice was like seeing the Titan itself walk again.

You were definitely going to brag to the other vendors about this later.

Your eyes followed the pen as it glided across the page frictionlessly. He handed the clipboard back to you and of course his handwriting was perfect too.

You had half a mind to believe that he was the Titan.

"Thank you, your highness." Once again, you bowed.

Emperor Belos chuckled under his breath and a single golden digit lifted your chin before his hands clasped together. "Please, it was my pleasure."

You couldn't stop the embarrassing squeak at the slight contact, not expecting that sort of behaviour from the Emperor, but how could you? In all fairness, this was the first time you had ever interacted with him personally, maybe he was always like this.

At least that was what you were convincing yourself until he walked away and you turned back to notice all of the scouts whispering to one another. You were embarrassed, confused but also a bit interested. There was no reasonable way to explain that interaction, but maybe it was a one-off, a fluke.

That's what you said in your head as you made your way back to your workshop and continued on with your life.

Barely a week later, you had another order addressed to the castle asking for you specifically.

Perhaps he couldn't be with you, but maybe he could still have fun with you.

It wasn't like he would get attached.

Right?

[glyhpsrfvckincol]

Hi! Could you please do an Emperor Belos x reader where the reader and Belos used to be good friends in the human realm and When Belos and Caleb found the Demon Realm Reader tried looking for him but died in the process and somehow ended up in the Demon Realm? Then Belos found them and took them to the castle and helped them and then they kiss lol srry if this is long

History || Emperor Belos

Synopsis - Emperor Belos, who you once loved as Phillip, finds your corpse and restores you.

Warnings - Mentions of death. Old ass Belos. Cannibals. 

A/n - I have a love-hate relationship with this dude.

Requests are opened; headcanons only

↳ Ahh, young love.

↳ Your families had betrothed you to one another, as he had been born only a month after you.

↳ Either that, or it’s childhood friends to lovers. Cause ✨ Gay ✨

↳ Despite that, you fell for one another by 15.

↳ You know that trope, “She fell first, but he fell harder”? Yeah, that’s you both.

↳ Philip, who you affectionately call ‘Pip’, discovered the demon realm while he, you and Caleb where off sneaking out of the village for a few hours.

↳ The 3 of you were famously known around the village for your reckless adventures. Many of these adventures had worked out in favour though, considering you had caught a few mountain lions heading towards your town and were able to warn the towns folk before any real harm could be done to gravesfield.

↳ You actually moved with them to gravesfield, as what had killed their parents was a mistimed house fire that took your parents as well.

↳ Being only the short age of 19, you decided that instead of messing with fate, you travelled back home, pretending as if you all had all been out picking berries.

↳ Or some bitch lame activity.

↳ But, as fate happens, Caleb came across the portal to the Demon realm again, and y’know what they say, right?

↳ Curiosity killed the cat.

↳ Philip finds out, mainly cause Caleb actually planned his trip by writing it down in his diary.

↳ Caleb had been missing for a few days and both of you were worried.

↳ So Philip actually informed the town that he was travelling into the Demon realm.

↳ You assumed you would be going with him. You were not.

↳ Let’s be honest, there is no way in hell he would let you go with him. He genuinely loves you bro.

↳ So, you begrudgingly stayed. Obviously not without him proposing, in secret as it is the early 1600’s, giving you a pretty ring.<3

↳ So, off he traveled into the demon realm, with the promise of coming back safely with his dear brother.

↳ You never saw him again.

↳ He had promised he would come back to you within weeks. You waited years. The ring he gave you remained on you finger, hoping he’d one day come back to finish the end of his promise.

↳ When you were nearly 30, you gave up waiting for him to come back, and instead searched for a way to get to him.

↳ The portal you had found with the Wittebane brothers had closed long before you had seeked it without them.

↳ So, instead you would search the forest in hopes you would stumble across a gate or door of some description by chance.

↳ That wasn’t where your luck was.

↳ You fell through the earth, which turned into sky and landed on hard, yet simultaneously soft rock.

↳ Though, you still broke a leg when you hit the ground.

↳ Bone poking through the leg.

↳ And unfortunately for you, barbaric witches could smell the blood from your fucked up leg.

↳ They ate you.

↳ They ate and left no crumbs bestie😔✊

↳ They buried what was left of you. Your clothes, bones, hair, 1 eyeball and your ring.

↳ And around 350-ish years later, a random coven scout, managed to find your remains.

↳ He was on a mission with the GG prior to Hunter, who was barely out of training.

↳ He pointed out the pile of bones and dirt covered clothes to him, and the GG recognised them as the love of Belos’ life, the one he had heard a few stories of.

↳ Belos talked about you so often, to all the previous Golden Guards with such details, it was no wonder the GG could recognise you. Belos also had a small painting of you, cause it was the 1600s when you knew each other.

↳ He also saw the similarities between the ring your finger held to Emperor Belos’.

↳ So, he ordered the other coven scouts that had been assigned on the mission to bring your bones back with them to the castle.

↳ During his mission report, he mentioned the pile of bones he had discovered. He also told Belos himself, figuring that if it were you, he’d want to know immediately.

↳ Belos had demanded to know where you had been placed, and sought you out the moment the GG told him.

↳ He too recognises you, noticing how you had been wearing one of your favourite outfits and the ring he had given you.

↳ And so, like he had done with his brother a multitude of times, he was gonna make a Grim Walker of you.

↳ Belos is a psycho, I don’t know what you expected. 🤷

↳ Belos gets to work immediately, and seeing as he has done this process several times before, he finished quickly and then just had to wait.

↳ Eventually you crawled from the dirt, around the age he had left you back in the human realm.

↳ Though all your memories of him or anything, weren’t existent.

↳ So you know the memory thing Luz and Willow did back in season 1? Yeah that, but to himself.

↳ Belos is a psycho but a psycho in love with you.

↳ He talked of all the memories you two had together, how you fell in love and when tragedy struck.

↳ But none of it worked.

↳ So he asked Collector to just restore your memories and fake ones of how you got to the Demon Relam

↳ Belos wanted to be your saviour, to be the one person you remember.

↳ He knew he’d have to be careful with how he treated you, worried that you’d remember how he had abandoned you and become cold to him.

↳ Belos only had these fears due to Caleb’s ghost constant remarks about how shitty Belos was for leaving you alone, filled with hope based on fake, empty promises.

↳ Belos kisses you when he sees a fit opportunity, which is a lot, scared that he’d have to restart the process of getting you to love and remember him again.

↳ Constantly bribes you with lavish gifts and promised riches.

↳ Also, a lot of gaslighting, he’s a tad bit very toxic.

↳ He loves you, he’s just incredibly mentally ill and hella misguided by 1600’ Orthodox Christian’s.

↳ Back when he was Phillip, he loved you in the way he thought he’d go crazy without you. But now, as Belos, you make him insane beyond all reasoning.

[petitprincess1]

Belos: Out of all the wild witches on the Isles, you're the only one I haven't thought about killing today.

Witch Y/N: Thanks. Sometimes my eyes don't bleed when I look at you.

Darius, whispering: Are they flirting or insulting each other?

Adrian, whispering: Yes.

[waffuruoi]

LUZ NOCEDA GUS PORTER WILLOW PARK

AMITY KING HUNTER

SIDE

CHARACTERS

BRIA BOSCHA MASHA

EDRIC EMIRA VEE

MATT VINEY SKARA

ADULT

CHARACTERS

ALADOR ODALIA CAMILA

DARIUS EDA LILITH

ADRIAN RAINE STEVE

VILLAINS

CHARACTERS

COLLECTOR BELOS/PHILIP 💜

WHAT I'M NOT WRITING

Incest

Pedophilia

NSFW

And for King I won't write romance only a platonic relationship. Maybe if King is aged up or the character is around the same age as him.

WHAT I WILL WRITE FOR CHARACTERS ABOVE

Platonic Realtionships

Romance

Headcanons

CanonxCanon

CanonxOc

OneShots

Xreader

CharacterXreaderxCharacter

Make sure you give me a genuine idea of what you want to happen in the oneshots

Any character is accepted here! 💜

P.S For a better experience view this post on the Tumblr mobile app.

[caelum-wittebane]

I feel like Belos and his s/o would have matching religious-themed nicknames: ‘my saviour’ and ‘my little lamb’.

Considering the fact that Belos considers himself a God, believes that he’s saving humanity by destroying all the witches, and has a huge ego, every time his s/o would call him ‘my saviour’, he’d have a strong power trip.

As for ‘my little lamb’, it has religious connotations (specifically, it says that Belos views his s/o as someone incredibly pure and innocent), as well as reduces them to someone small and completely under his control. Plus, in this context, ‘my’ sounds more possessive to me than in ‘my saviour’ because in that case, there’s the idea of immense gratitude. So, I believe even using this nickname would feed his ego.

[extravagrant]

It's been like 350 years why his stance still goofy!!!!!

[xxlemon-chanxx]

Ok, what about if philip/belos has a partner toxic as him but they still love each other?

Now—there are a LOT of relationship dynamics that fall under the general “toxic” umbrella. I'm going to go ahead and explain the one my mind went to first when I initially read this ask, so it might not be the same version of “toxic” that you're thinking of. I'm sorry in advance!

Also, this is going to be more or less the same between Philip and Belos, so I'm not going to do two separate sections, and I'm just going to explain the one that I'd find more interesting narratively.

So—here’s the “toxic” relationship that I first imagined:

⚠️⚠️TW for suicide baiting and general emotionally abusive behaviors!⚠️⚠️

overly dependant, insecure SO who constantly needs reassurance and hangs off of Belos’s every action because they worry he’ll grow bored of them and leave them, and is overall very possessive of him to the point of being incapable of wanting to leave Belos’s side for even a moment + overly-controlling and manipulative Belos who revels in the idea that his love is too desperate to ever want to leave him despite his flaws.

S/O can barely stand it. Their husband constantly talks to countless people every day—its part of his job description as the annihilator of an entire populous! And there are so many talented, intelligent, and attractive witches that make up the castle staff. They can't help but feel that rush of anxiety in their chest when one of said witches needs to talk to their husband—seriously, why not give the news to them? They'd be more than happy to pass along the message to their husband if it was really THAT important.

Even when Belos tells them countless times that he'd never trade them for a witch, no matter how much venom is in his voice as he practically spits the word, there's that lingering doubt. They're so much prettier. Does he think those witches walking the halls are prettier than them? His gauntlet lingered by that coven head’s hand for a few moments too long for their tastes, surely that means he's having an abhorrent love affair with that witch.

Whenever their anxiety flares up like this, it inevitably ends in a freakout and breakdown. They’ll fall to their knees at Belos’s feet, clutching letters that were strictly business but had just enough reverent language from an underling for S/O to misconstrue as romantic or intimate feelings between them.

They’ll scream, they’ll cry, initially demanding to know why he'd trade them for a witch, after all they've given him. What do they have that they don't? What could they possibly offer him? Is it their body? They're prettier than me, is that it? Are they smarter than me? What is it, damn you? What? What? WHAT?

Then, after Belos manages to calm them down, that rage turns to sorrow as they realize that they snooped through their husband's possessions, his private, confidential letters to find evidence that didn't even exist. They’ll apologize incoherently, clutching at his robes, spewing promise after promise that this was going to be the last time, that they were never going to snoop again and please don't leave them because they can't imagine a world where he doesn't want them, and please, if he doesn't want them, they might just die. No, scratch that. They WILL die. They. Will. DIE. If he tosses them out like trash.

And as they fumble out their apologies and half-baked, empty, rehearsed promises, Belos simply wraps them in his arms, tucking their head under his chin as a soft, tired smile graces his lips. He knows this will not be the last time, but he can't bring himself to be too annoyed by it. After all, he does partially enjoy a few of the behaviors his beloved exhibits.

He loves the way they're practically attached to his hip. He loves the way he never has to worry whether or not they're truly loyal to him or if they genuinely love him. That desperation is so thick he could cut it with a knife and spread it on toast. He doesn't need to constantly have his hand in them like a sock puppet because they follow him around like a lovesick puppy, staying quiet and out of the way while he does the important work and then swooping in during down moments to squeeze in some affection and much-needed fishing for reassurance.

He still lies to them, obviously. His dishonesty is probably the biggest trigger for S/O’s insecurity. Nevertheless, S/O would never leave Belos because—well…who else would willingly put up with that level of inconvenience? And Belos would never want them to leave because that's the most loyal and devoted to him someone could possibly be, and they're a human who accepts him despite his issues. Why in the Hells would he ever give that up?

[bunnyhuggingflower]

Comfort TOH Headcanons /2/

Belos taking care of s/o with sleeping problems:

I reckon he himself has insomnia so the only reason why he even bothers with sleep is for you as he doesn't want you to end up overwhelmed and exhausted in the morning.

He wouldn't even question you when he sees you awake late into the night, minding your own business. He'll just come over, pick you up and carry you off to his room.

"It is time for bed. You need your rest."

At first he would try to persuade you into agreeing to try and get some sleep but if that doesn't work he might try some subtle manipulation. You know, for good purposes. He simply wants to keep you healthy, you know he has your best interest at heart.

Weather you fall for it or no, you're not leaving this room till you at least rest your eyes. While he's awfully gentle with you unlike with everyone else, he can still be strict.

On the other hand that's not to say he won't spoil you, he'll do his best to have you comfortable and safe as to naturally put you into a state of relaxation. If you need anything, all you need to do is ask and he'll give it to you..on the condition you go to bed, of course.

The ending of this predicament could go two ways, one you finally fall asleep and he looks after you the whole night.

Or two, you both end up staying awake and he chooses to instead have a conversation with you so at least you feel at ease throughout the night.

Either way it's bliss for him to have you in his company. Even if he would leave that part hidden from you... for the time being.

[wackulart]

Reader goes into the tide pools and meets Belos like with Lilith and Luz in that one episode

giving me an excuse to rewatch Elsewhere Elsewhen AND write 1600s Philip? IM ON IT.

Part 2

Philip Wittebane x Reader

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You didn't think the time pools would actually work.

The topic of them came up during a conversation you were having with a store owner and reminded you of the days you used to pretend to find them. You had some makeshift toy that didn't really work, you would crawl into one side of a hollow log and exit out the other side acting like you were in the future.

It was fun as a kid so you thought to go back to that place and revisit those memories. You didn't expect to fall into the sand and end up centuries into the past. Your immediate reaction was to hop right back in and back away. As you scrambled out of the time pool you took a second to breathe.

Once the initial anxiety had died down a bit, a thought crossed your mind.. why not?

How many witches could really say they had been in a time pool? Most demons you knew didn't even believe in them and that included you until now. You had considered the risks, but the tide wouldn't be coming quite some time.

...Fuck it.

You stood up and peeked your head back in. The beach hadn't seemed to different too the one you were currently on, yet you had spotted a group of witches celebrating something. With what you remembered from your days at school you recognized the outfits as those from the Deadwardian era.

Then you realized you'd probably stick out a bit with your modern clothing, not to mention the bloody fly effect.

After you pulled yourself through the portal, you moved to the trees to grab a few large leaves and makeshift yourself a hat. Once you adjusted your clothes to look a little more aged and you were satisfied, you headed into the town.

It was so surreal to see things that you had only read in history books. What was even stranger was how calm and kind things were in this era. You were pretty sure that these were considered the savage ages, wasn't wild magic dangerously rampant?

Before you could dwell too much on the thought, the sound of a door slamming made you turn swiftly in the direction. You looked to see a man kick at the door before stumbling back and yelling at the person inside. He adjusted his jacket and began stomping off, too angry to notice that he had dropped something.

You rushed over to pick it up and tap his shoulder. The man audibly groaned before turning to you and as you held out the pen that he had nearly lost, your eyes widened.

"You're human." You spoke before you could stop yourself.

He paused before sighing and taking his pen from you harshly. "Here to poke fun? I'll have you know that I have no intention in wasting my time-"

You waved your hands panickedly. "No, I've just never met a human before." You couldn't help but have a genuine fascination in meeting someone from a completely different world.

There was a look of confusion, maybe conflict before it fell and he turned away. He wasn't sure what you were looking for from him but he wasn't going to fall for those sparkling eyes. There was clearly ill intent behind them, even if he couldn't see it just yet.

The man forced a smile and turned to leave, not expecting you to follow him. He looked over to you as you shoved your hands towards him and told him your name.

The human stopped, staring at you hard. He could see a determination in your eyes that told him he wasn't getting out of this easy.

He sighed before taking your hand and shaking it. "My name is Philip Wittebane."

You two had begun walking together, you were mostly taking in the sights while pointing at things you found interesting. He had tried several times to sneak off from you but you had stayed resilient.

Philip had decided to not waste his opportunity by asking you questions and you had plenty for him as well.

He wouldn't admit that he was sort of enjoying the company, it was simply a by product from traveling alone for as long as he had been.

That was it.

Philip had sat on a bench with you joining in the seat right beside him. You leaned into him and peeked at his journal, then you noticed that he was drawing the bird a few feet in front of the two of you.

You looked back and forth between it and then pointed excitedly at his sketch. "Hey, that's really good!"

He shot up and his voice stuttered. "Oh, uhm- Thank you."

It was a challenge trying not to react at how close you had gotten, he tried to force his focus onto his journal.

You seemed to be rather comfortable around him, the whole walk you spoke so passionately about everything you told him. He was trying to understand why you were so excited around him even when his answers had been cold and short.

Then he heard you gasp lightly and looked up to see what the issue was. He followed your eyes to a sketch he had done while you two had been walking. It wasn't anything impressive by his standards, a simple silhouette drawing of you and him.

"Is that me?" You questioned.

He nodded and felt his face grow red at the genuine smile on your face.

What is this?

What were you doing to him?

This curse that you had plagued him with forced words out of his mouth. "Do you.. like it?"

He didn't understand why he cared, in fact he shouldn't care what a witch had to say about his work. He didn't care.

He didn't have to force down a smile when you nodded and asked to see more drawings, he didn't purposefully scoot closer to you while you two looked through his book and he definitely did not sneak peeks at that adorable look on your face as you awed over his things.

Then came nightfall and you explained that you had to go and that you weren't sure that you could come back.

Philip nodded and held out his hand, he ignored the twist in his stomach and realized that it was for the best. Lest he fall to the temptation that had twisted his brother.

Instead of taking it, you pulled him in for a hug since you probably wouldn't see him again. The chance that you could find another time pool was incredibly rare and not to mention that this was four hundred years in the past.

You felt him slowly put his arms around you until you pulled away.

"Goodbye, Philip." You called out as you began to run towards the beach before the tide came in.

He waved to you, memorizing the sound of your voice and the look in your eyes. Perhaps he could not have you, as you were a demon and he would never see you again, but he could have your memory.

You made it to the time pools and took a couple tries before you had found your time and hopped back into it. As you got out to the other side and landed on top of the sand, you felt the tide hit your ankles. That was it then. You wondered if you could find something about Philip in the library somewhere.

Just to check if things had fared well for him.

The next week had been much calmer for you compared to the adventure you had gone on, but you still smiled at the fact that not only had you met a human but you befriended him.

No one would believe it.

As you carried your goods to the Emperor's castle and helped unloaded packages with a few other workers, you felt eyes on you. You looked behind you to see the Emperor himself, the fact that he had been there at all had surprised you.

It had even surprised you enough to miss the recognition in his eyes as he whispered your name under his breath.

[doodleferp]

Yo what if Belos and darling had possession sex? Like he possesses them and uses their body to pleasure himself

BRUH, that’s EXACTLY what @thirstyforlulu and I were talking about!

Ultimately, Belos possesses his darling because he now believes it to be the only way he can be with them. The best, most 100% effective way where he can have his darling all to himself, and never have to worry about them leaving him for anyone else.

He would ABSOLUTELY exploit this situation to his full advantage, forcing Darling to (depending on Darling’s preference) suddenly become celibate and refuse relationships with any hint of romance or even friendship in some cases. He laments that he can’t take them like a lover “truly” should, but he’s so happy to finally have them that only being able to self-pleasure is enough for him. Now he’s the ONLY one who can make his darling feel this good.

And he reminds them of it every single night.

[petitprincess1]

Witch Y/N: You know, Emperor Belos, you do really make me happy.

Emperor Belos, curious: Really?

Witch Y/N, smiling fondly: Yeah, when you leave out the room.

Emperor Belos: LISTEN HERE-

[latamira]

Memes for @dopp-likes-yanderes

[caelum-wittebane]

‘Sewing Struggles’

Pairing: Belos x Y/N

Summary: Belos and Y/N are working on a matching costume for the latter, but not everything goes as planned.

In the Emperor’s dimly lit study, Belos and Y/N were seated at a long, wooden table, surrounded by spools of thread, needles, and fabric.

Belos’ fingers moved with the precision of a master artisan, each stitch perfect, the fabric folding obediently under his touch.

Across from him, Y/N’s efforts were a stark contrast. They had a determined look in their eyes, but their fingers fumbled with the needle and thread, and the fabric seemed to twist and tangle almost spitefully.

Belos couldn’t help but smile at their determined expression. He turned his attention back to his own work, hiding the smile behind a thoughtful hum.

Y/N glanced up, catching the brief flicker of amusement in the man’s eyes. “What’s so funny?” they asked, their tone light but curious.

Belos’ fingers paused mid-stitch. He cleared his throat, the smile slipping from his face as he adopted a more neutral expression. “Nothing, my dear. Just... recalling a memory.” He resumed sewing, the thread gliding effortlessly through the fabric.

Y/N raised an eyebrow but didn’t press further. They knew Belos well enough to recognise when he was deflecting. Instead, they returned to their own work, determined to get it right.

After a few more minutes of struggle, Y/N held up their piece of fabric, scrutinising the crooked seams and uneven stitches.

“How do you manage to make it look so easy?” They asked, not for the first time that evening.

Belos paused, the corners of his lips twitching upwards ever so slightly. “Years of practice, my dear. Years of practice.”

Y/N huffed, returning to their task with renewed determination. “Well, I’ve had hours. Surely that counts for something?”

Belos let out a soft chuckle, quickly disguising it as a cough when Y/N shot him a questioning look. “It counts for effort, which is commendable.”

The silence stretched between them again, broken only by the occasional sound of thread being pulled through fabric. Belos continued to work, glancing up every so often to observe Y/N’s progress — or lack thereof. He marvelled at their persistence despite the evident struggle, the way their brows furrowed in concentration, and the occasional sighs of defeat escaped their lips.

“Need some help?” Belos offered after a particularly exasperated groan from Y/N.

They sighed, dropping the needle onto the table. “Maybe just… a little. I think I’ve sewn my sleeve shut.”

Belos leaned over, examining the tangled threads and twisted fabric. He deftly untangled the mess, his fingers brushing lightly against Y/N’s, sending a warm shiver through them. “There, try it now. And remember, patience is key.”

They nodded, attempting to mimic Belos’ precise movements. For a moment, it seemed like they might succeed, but soon enough, another knot formed. The Emperor bit back a laugh, covering his mouth with his hand.

“You’re making fun of me,” Y/N accused, though there was no malice in their voice — only the hint of a smile.

“Not at all,” Belos replied, though his eyes betrayed him. “Merely… appreciating your dedication.”

“Sure you are,” Y/N smirked.

The hours passed, the pile of blue fabric growing as Belos completed piece after piece, while Y/N’s work remained frustratingly chaotic.

Finally, Belos set down his completed work, admiring the flawless costume. He looked over at his partner’s project, which now looked more like a tangled heap than a garment; the sight was rather endearing.

“You know,” Belos said, his voice tinged with humor, “Perhaps, you were meant to be the one who looks fabulous, while I do all the hard work.”

Y/N laughed, their cheeks flushing in embarrassment. “Maybe you’re right. I’ll stick to looking good in it while you handle the details.”

Belos stood up, moving to their side. He placed a gentle hand on their shoulder, squeezing reassuringly. “It’s a deal. But remember, practice makes perfect. One day, you’ll sew as well as I do.”

Y/N leaned into the touch, a contented smile spreading across their face, “As long as you're patient with me, I think I can manage.”

Belos returned the smile, his usually stern features softening, “Always.”