#belphegor om

[kpop-otome-yandere-here]

Y/n: Hey, it's your turn to wash the dishes.  

Belphie: I'LL WASH THE WALLS RED WITH YOUR BLOOD.  

Y/n: 'Kay, but before that, wash the dishes, also use soap this time?

[devildom-doll]

Always remember canon events 🧡

[hakirachan]

Obey Me! Incorrect Quotes #9

MC: What do you call a dictionary on drugs? 

Belphie: If you say "addict-ionary" I swear I will cut you. 

MC: I was actually going to say "high definition", but your answer's much better. 

Belphie: ...

[curatoroffiction]

Seductive Speechcraft Midterms: Part 4

Summary:

It's Belphegor's turn to attempt to vie for your soul in the setting of an exam. His attempt is very different from the ones you've encountered so far.

Warnings: - Unreality tag for this one. Belphegor's magic messes with the reader's mind and alters their perception of reality ----- Previous Chapters: - Intro Chapter - Satan's Seduction - Mammon's Magnetism -----

Belphegor's Beguilement:

You don't end up going back into the exams until the next day. When you originally came back from your lunch with Mammon, the teacher checked your energy levels and told you to take the rest of the day off.

So when you come in today, you're fresh and ready, and once again excited to be here.

You have no idea who'll come through that door, but you've brought your collection of props again. The proctor assessing your performance in this exam motions for you to get ready for the first exam taker of the day, and to let her know when you're ready.

You reach into your bag of persona prompts and you pull out "Busy". Okay, you can work with that. You grab your laptop and set it up on the table and you pull up a game to play. You have headphones that you connect and use to immerse yourself. Whoever is coming in will be testing on hardmode. You motion to the teacher that they can send in the first student, and you begin playing.

The game you've chosen is an open-world RPG, so you're following quests and collecting goods and unlocking story lore.

You almost forget that you're in the middle of an exam, until you smell the soft scent of warm melon and honey. A scent you're most familiar with from the youngest of the brothers. He moves to sit beside you, and you can see that he's brought his own book.

He's planning to ignore you?

Well that's fine. You're pretending you're a busy person.

You choose to ignore him right back. You're playing a particularly difficult questline. Given that this is a game you've played a lot, and you're actually invested in the plot, it's not hard for you to ignore him. Especially given that you're wearing your headphones.

You gently yawn. Despite it being the first exam of the day, and having had caffeine just beforehand, you feel the gentle lull of every warm delight of slumber tugging at your mind. Ah, so this is his impact. Interesting.

You're a little interested, given that you've never really gotten to see Belphegor use his power in an attempt to attract you and make you want to know more. Even when he was in the attic, it was less.. 'Dreamy' and more 'Nightmarish'. But you find yourself yawning again, and this time it feels like you're struggling to keep a straight thought towards your video game. You're distracted and thinking about Belphegor.

How is his power affecting you? You're not looking at him, you haven't looked him in the eye- It can't be his scent.. Can it?

Ahh.. Dammit.

It's definitely his scent. That's how he's invading your senses. You have to cut that off, or you'll find yourself lulled out of your work. You reach into your book bag at your feet and take out a small balm of vapo rub. You usually use it to help yourself when the air of Devildom is particularly horrible - But you know it'll work in this instance. You apply a small dab under your nose to replace the scent, and your senses are flooded with the thick scent of vapo rub.

And it's no surprise to you that you suddenly feel much more awake.

You put the balm back into your book bag, curious to see how he'll deal with your resourcefulness. You return to your game, and for a while, it seems like he's not even trying. No approach. No attempt to connect.

Is he capable of affecting you in other ways?

It's not until a little while later that he produces a small soft drink and slides it across the table to you. You pause your game and look up to see the can. You glance up to him and see that he's looking to his book as he wordlessly offers you the drink.

"... Are you offering that to me?"

"Sure. You look like you could use some refreshment."

You pick up the drink, looking it over. It's a can, unopened. There's no reason to believe that it's what poses the danger here. You look him over once and pause, but you can't find a reason that a typical human wouldn't accept aside from preference. Right now, he's coming across as a gentle stranger.

You decide to take the drink, cracking it open and taking only a sip, just to test the waters.

When you do, you expect for him to ask something about it. Or maybe to follow up and see if you're responding to his influence yet.. But he just continues to passively read his book. You expect to feel his power ebbing at the edges of your mind - You expect for yourself to be overwhelmed by drinking the drink.. But nothing comes.

You feel as in control of yourself as ever.

You return to your game, once again refocusing yourself. You're meant to be busy. The game takes you into a small village where you have to use your character's senses to solve a mystery- And you can still give it your whole attention. Still, in the quiet moments, when the work is mindless and you're killing monsters that are attacking you, you can't help but to feel the... Monotony of it all.

Your mind keeps coming back to Belphegor, who is sitting only a chair away from you.

You feel his voice dancing on your thoughts, and you feel drawn to look towards him. What is he reading? You only take a glance, but you quickly catch that it's a book about artificery - Which piques some deep part of your mind that dances with the fancy of the unknown.

You realize at once that you're under his influence again, but how did he do it? His voice soothingly plays in your mind once again. 'You look like you could use a break' - But that's not what he said, right?

He knows exactly how to tantalize a human, how to play into their deepest desires. The demon of dreams. He can tell when he's got your interest piqued, and he'll make you think every point of engagement is your own choice. How is he doing it?

Was it sound?

You're not sure, because as soon as you disengaged, all you can hear in your mind is the sound of your game.

If that was his influence, did you break it, or did he release you?

It's driving you a little nuts that you can't tell the difference. Mammon's influence was easy to see because he was trying to impress - But.. Belphegor's playing a much longer game. A much slower game. The avatar of sloth. He can afford to wait.

You can hear through your headset as he opens himself a drink, sipping it as he reads. You feel a yearning tugging at your chest, wanting to engage. He seems so gentle and easy to approach. You want to ask about his book. You want to know about his interests. You want to hear his gentle, warm voice envelop you with every answer. What's wild is that it feels so.. organic. Like he's a stranger passing you on a rare chance, and you can take it.

And unlike some demons' influences, you're not feeling fear when you tell yourself not to engage. You feel regret, but it's like the soft regret you feel when you want to tell a stranger that they look nice, but you're too shy to get it out. It doesn't feel like you're being pulled by strings.

You decide to break the silence and engage with him to see where it goes. A typical human would engage. You pause your game and look to the demon. ".. Do I know you?"

He pauses in his reading, glancing to you as though surprised that you're engaging with him. He makes it seem so natural. He really does make it feel like you're the one approaching him. "Hmn? I'm sorry, I was really deep in my book. Can you repeat that?" He grins sheepishly, his hand holding the book resting in his lap as he gives you all of his warm attention. You feel shy, warm, as though you're basking in the soft glow of the embers of a campfire.

"... I was asking if I knew you." You feel almost embarrassed that you ask again. You find yourself yearning to make a good impression. Like you need to match his energy.

"Oh, no. Sorry if I confused you. I always bring extra drinks for the people around me. You looked busy, so, I figured you could use one." His smile is so warm and organic. Like he thinks your misunderstanding is funny, but in an endearing way. Wait. Your misunderstanding?

This isn't a misunderstanding.

He's really worming his way into your mind.

You have to disengage.

You turn back to your computer. "Ah, well.. Thank you."

"No problem." He's back to reading his book. It's easy for him to disengage from you. There's no pressure from him. You feel no pressure. The only pressure you really feel is the pressure to reach out. You want to reach out. You want to ask more. You want to know more...

But you keep disengaging.

He turns the page, and you can hear it through your headphones. Even when you're disengaging, you can hear it, and feel it, and each turn of the page, however slow, however long it takes... It anchors you back to him. You get lost in your game, but soon enough, the turning of the page comes through once again. It's not invasive. It's almost exciting. You almost look forward to the sound of the turning of the page as you try to lose yourself in the escapism of the game.

Soon enough, you find yourself slowly.. bored. The plots of the game are too.. Overdone. You've played RPGs before. Fight the monsters, collect the treasure, learn the lore.. But even learning the lore seems so.. Unattractive in this moment.

He turns the page, and your mind sparks with excitement. He's interesting. He's an unknown. You have no idea who he is, and yet, he seems so.. Inviting. And what of artificery? Is it a real study? Is it a fiction book that he's playing with? Who's the author? You feel like you want to know more.

You've forgotten what artificery even is.

You've forgotten who he is.

You've forgotten that this isn't real.

All that's real is this moment, and it's a chance to get to explore something magical.. Magic doesn't exist. You know that there is no magic in this world. You have no magic.

You look to your game and you feel like you're just busying yourself with escapism - But he could be a real escape from the monotony of the world around you.

You hear the distant scribbling of the proctor's notes as they watch, and it brings you back to the moment.

You know that magic is real, and that it's real because you're not in your world anymore. Artificery is your biggest passion. You're a leading mage in the field.

How did he make you think it wasn't real? How did he revert you back to a time when it wasn't real to you?

And wait, you know him. This is Belphegor.

In this brief moment of clarity where you can remember who you are and what's going on, you remember you need to stop this. You have to completely disengage. If you don't, you'll lose this. You close out of your game and close your laptop and begin getting up to leave. As you leave, you hear him call after you - "Hey, do you want your drink?"

And you look back to him reflexively, your guard being completely down as you catch a dooming glimpse of his eyes. His violet eyes soothe your soul, gently beckoning you to come back, to sit with him in this escape. He can take you to places you've never thought could exist. He can make every dream you've ever had feel insignificant with the excitement he can bring to your life.

This is a chance.

No.

This is a choice.

You gently wave your hand. ".. No, thank you." and break eye-contact, walking out of the scene.

When you reach the wall, you lean against it, the pressure of his influence still making your heart yearn - Because his influence, though he's ended it, was tugging at your deepest dreams and desires. He stoked a flame inside you and made you want to know more. You feel like you missed out, even though the scene is over.

Seeing you lean against the wall, he breaks character to check in on you. "Hey, ___, are you okay?"

"Yeah, that was just.. intense. Still is." You look up to him and see his concern. But what you don't see is his thought process.

So when he says "I'm sorry, I tried really hard not to push it, and to not use too much of my influence on you. I didn't want to remind you of when I-..." He cuts himself off, sheepish at his own faults, worried that he's hurt you.

".... That was you PULLING your power??" Your exclamation surprises him and he is visibly startled. You begin laughing as your previous emotions bubble away. "God.. It's no wonder I'm still feeling like I missed out. You made it so real, and SO organic, I thought it was all me - And I think it was."

The professor cuts in and motions for you two to come over for your assessments.

"You did an amazing job of discretely cutting off points of influence from Belphegor. This was absolutely an instance of him just knowing his power and strength well enough to keep finding new points of contact." She explains, looking over her notes.

You cut in - "How WAS he getting through? Was it the sound?"

"Yes, absolutely. Originally, he got through to you through the scent, then through sound, and something you didn't catch onto was that he got through to you through the drink."

"But the drink was closed and felt so.. Normal. I didn't get ANY whiff of magic off of it."

"Yes, but he wasn't just getting through to you with magic. He was toying with you by tantalizing your natural human curiosity. It was truly an amazing display of cunning and an in-depth understanding of humans and how their minds work." The proctor sounds genuinely impressed with Belphegor's performance in the exam.

"It really was." You nod in agreement. He absolutely would have gotten you if you hadn't been able to distract yourself and tether yourself back to reality with the teacher's distant sounds of scribbling. Honestly, it took a great amount of effort to pull yourself back from that. You grin to him, and see that he's visibly shy about your praise.

- ".. Thank you." He smiles softly, looking away.

The teacher motions to you. "Back to you, I'm especially proud that you avoided eye-contact. You're getting better at that. He definitely pulled some tricks out to get you to make eye-contact. If he weren't so good at helping humans bring their guards down-"

You can see how Belphegor's shy warmth shifts into embarrassed guilt as the teacher goes on about how great he is at manipulating humans. You clear your throat. "And my performance?" redirecting her focus away from him, so he doesn't have to listen to how good he was at manipulating you.

"Ah, yes, your performance was admirable. You held your own, you stealthily protected yourself, and you appropriately disengaged when it became apparent that you were outmatched. Can I ask, how did his influence feel?"

".. Ahhh.." You pause, glancing over to him. He seems to be cautiously watching you. "Well, it felt.. Real. Like he was a magical stranger in the sense of being someone who was exciting and new and charismatic without even trying. I found myself forgetting core details about myself, which I think was the height of his influence. He somehow made me forget artificery, even though it's something I love dearly and am very passionate about. He somehow made it feel like it was a dream he could show me existed. I have no idea how he did that, but.. Damn."

Belphegor looks away, feeling guilty that he even did that to you. Having gotten his feedback, he heads towards the door.

The teacher is ecstatic though. She gives you both high marks for the occasion. She's about to tell you to get ready for the next one when you go "I'm gonna need a breather after that one. To get my head straight, if that's okay."

"Oh, absolutely. Please, take your time. Return soon though, we do have others waiting."

You follow Belphegor out of the room. He pauses and turns to see you.

And for a moment, you're both quiet.

"... Are you okay?" You ask, worried that he's shutting down.

He nods. "... Are you?"

You nod, giving him a gentle smile.

He feels embarrassed that you're checking in on him. "..."

"Do you wanna hang out later? I'll be pretty exhausted after the exams, and I'll definitely need someone to help me wind down."

"... Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I'm sure. I still feel safe with you."

He looks away, extra embarrassed, but he holds his arms out for you. You close the distance and warmly hug him, giving him a reassuring squeeze. He hugs you back, and you can hear how he decompresses into you, his exhale sounding like he was holding a lot inside. You two stand like this for a long moment, soaking in the comfort of each other's arms, and the safety you've built with each other.

You take as long as you need to recover from this one, and he does too. ----- If you like my writing and wanna check out other works I've done, check out my Masterlist/Rules I write pieces like this and more on my AO3 too!

[condemnedtranscendent]

day 71 pt 2 | hbdb

[cherry-flavoured-thot]

Hello! Could you write something for the om brothers and a (half)dragon mc? ^^ have a good day 💜💜💜

half dragon gives so many different choices of various traits

Lucifer, whose immediate thought upon hearing mc is half dragon, 'please do not be the fire breathing kind I have to clean up enough of everyone else messes as is.' Imagine him finding out they do breathe fire is because they're helping Beel toast marshmallows. And when he tries to scold them, they just give him a toothy smile claiming they have great control over their fire breath and he doesn't need to worry about them burning the place down. Famous last words when a week later they sneeze and set the dining table on fire. He struggles to get too angry with them because they’ve figured out to widen their pupils on purpose and give him the look of a wounded puppy when being scolded. 

Mammon, knows the stories about dragons guarding great treasures, so of course he comes up with the theory that mc must have a priceless treasure in their possession that would make him rich. Of course when he first asks them about it, they are aloof and don't even properly answer his question about treasure. "Life's greatest treasures are often found right around us, perhaps you should simply look closer to your surroundings." Eventually mc tells him they were being metaphorical, and even later shows him their treasure stash under their bed. It's just a bunch of shiny things, but Mammon chokes up when he notices a lot of things he's given them among the pile. He has to not talk for a while so he doesn’t cry when they start talking about how everything there is priceless to them regardless of material value. 

Leviathan doesn't even realise mc is half dragon under he gets a close up view of some of their scales. And realise that theirs are incredibly shiny, shinier then his are. Which only becomes worse when they show him that their scales can stick up and are sharp enough to be used as weapons. He's jealous. To the point where it takes a while for him to get over it. However he comes around when a neuron activates after he catches them laughing and sees how sharp their fangs are. This after it's discovered their half dragon side gives them a slight superiority complex over humans, "and the poor little worm couldn't even lift up my treasure chest, what an idiot." Levi hasn't been the same since. He'll be their poor little worm, just give him a chance.

Asmodeus spots mc’s unique characteristics from miles away. Slit pupils, and sharp teeth, is that a tail? He’s pieced together what mc might be before they tell him, and upon finding out they’re part dragon he’s surprised as he didn’t expect that. He also finds it really cute when their eyes seem to settle on whatever jewelry he might be wearing that day, and the shinier the piece is the more their pupils seem to expand. He starts using their excitement to gauge whether or not something is too gaudy, “okay so the hairpin draws too much attention away from my face, got it.” Something he also loves is how grateful they are when he gives them accessories, they always talk about treasuring each gift forever and no matter how often he hears it, his heart still melts. 

Dragon traits = cat traits. At least that's Satan's opinion on mc's half dragon nature. The first time he sees their pupils dilate widely upon seeing something they like, he's been documenting their different behaviours ever since. Their pupils also change in different light settings, they enjoy napping in warm places, can be incredibly food driven at times and have a tendency to stalk small creatures, like mice. They also have a strong like for causing chaos, which is always funny to watch Lucifer pull his hair out trying to get Belphie and Satan to stop encouraging mc. They also happen to have some ancient books in their possession that he’s coaxing them to let him borrow through trade of shiny things. 

“In my opinion that meat tastes best charred.” Is the gateway sentence said by mc, that leads to rabbit hole of bizarre bonding activities between mc and Beelzebub. Which always ends with mc setting something on fire with their fire breath and Beel rating it 1-10 on whether or not it made the food better. Between the pair of them, they can smell a steak within a three mile radius, it is ridiculous. But also Beel is a form of impulse control whenever he and mc are together, because they’ll get a sudden urge to just do something incredibly destructive and Beel will just make a sad face thinking about getting punished by Lucifer. “We’ll get in trouble.” Is all he has to say to make them reconsider being destructive. 

Belphie and mc are very alike. mc enjoys napping, specifically during the day and being more active during the night. Belphie, spends most of his time asleep, which means in weird hours of the night the two run into each other a lot. And a lot of the times mc will be sneaking around looking like they’re doing something suspicious. “I am moving everything in the house an inch out of place to see if Lucifer notices.” Is what they told him one night at like 4am, nothing has been the same since. These two gremlins have made Lucifer’s life h e l l. Things will completely go missing because either Belphie moved it, or mc was like: ‘cool shiny.’ And while mc is now the obvious choice ranking above Mammon, they’ve started making new places for their hoards of things with Belphie’s help. But neither of them will say where. Belphie pretends he’s asleep. While mc just blinks at them, cocking their head as if they don’t understand what’s being asked of them. The items do go back to their owners eventually, but not before Belphie has had a good laugh about the whole thing. 

[lumikhanne]

adelaide and her boys

[lordiavolo22]

i guess i never posted this???

[mylittlesecrethaven]

BEEL AND BELPHIE'S BDAY!

(I'm late to the party, sorry)

THEY'RE BOTH SO PRETTY I WANT TO KISS THEM EVEN THOUGH I FEAR KISSING!

I JUST WANNA SQUEEZE THEM!!!

AHHHH THEY'RE SO FUCKING CUTE!!!

Fucking love Beel and Belphie so much.

Happy late birthday to the most adorable Obey Me characters. (sorry Luke and eat your heart out Asmodeus, it's Beel and Belphie's time)

[incorrectrad]

Satan: I need to dye my hair.

Belphie: ...

Satan: Or get another tattoo.

Belphie: ...

Satan: Or a new piercing.

Belphie: Why?

Satan: To, you know, appease the mental breakdown gods.

[leviathans-watching]

chhw - 06

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Waking with a gasp, you sit up, hand on your heart. It thrums beneath your skin, fast-paced, almost like a rabbit’s, and a wretched feeling rises in your gut. Nightmares truly are the worst. 

Hands shaking slightly, you light the candle next to your bed, filling your room with flickering light. The light is a comfort, allows you to truly reassure yourself that you’re alright, and you feel a little silly even as adrenaline still flows through you. 

You’re shaken, that much is clear, and you know from experience that falling asleep again would be a herculean task, but you also don’t wish to be stuck in bed. You’re of the mindset that time spent awake should be, for the most part, time spent productively, so you maneuver yourself free from your covers, shivering as the cool night air hits your legs. Your robe, thankfully, is within reach, and you hastily wrap yourself, tying the band into a simple bow. Perhaps some water would do you well. 

Creeping out of your room, you make your way down the long hallway, candle doing almost nothing to illuminate your way. The dark stone walls seem to suck the light (and heat!) right into them, and it’s a bit unnerving, even as you do your best to press on. You eventually come to the split in the hall you’re well familiar with, as one way leads to the kitchens, and the other to the attic you've been instructed to stay away from. 

As it did every time you passed, curiosity prickles under your skin. What could be up there and why aren't you allowed to see? And it seems as if the other brothers were prohibited from going up as well, which only made the mystery even more inviting.

Your resolve is slipping and you knew it. It is only natural for you to want to go up– you had free reign of the rest of the manor, aside from this one part…

You shouldn’t. 

Even as you tell yourself to turn around, to go back to bed, your bare feet climb the stone steps. Anticipation rushes through your veins, replacing your earlier fear, and you begin to move more quickly, candle sputtering as you go. The steps seem endless but you plow ahead, and finally, finally, you reach the top. You can’t make out what lies ahead of you, and yet you walk forward bravely, coming to a door. 

But door isn’t the right word. It’s more reminiscent of a gate, as you can see metal bars stretching from the floor to the ceiling, empty space between them. Bending down to get a better look at the handle, you examine the large pad with a keyhole, made of the same sturdy metal as everything else. 

“You’ve finally come,” a voice speaks from deep within the locked room, and you jump back. 

“Who’s there?” Dimly, you can make out a black mass of shadows moving towards the door and you back up further, wanting to stay well out of arms reach. 

As the shadows get closer, you see that it’s a man, surely a demon. His expression is inviting, posture non-threatening, but something about him just seems off and it puts you on edge. “My name is Belphegor. I’ve been calling to you, haven’t you heard?” 

That at least explained some of the weird feelings you’ve been getting, the stron g urge to climb the stairs. The name niggles something in your memory, and you gasp. “Belphegor? But I thought you were in the human realm as part of the diplomacy program?” 

Belphegor visibly fights off a scowl, only making you more confident in your wariness. “Is that what he’s been telling everyone? That bastard.” 

“Why have you been calling to me?” you press, and Belphegor shakes his head slightly, expression clearing back into that slightly-wrong kind one. 

“Don’t you see, my lady? We are meant to help each other,” Belphegor insists, wrapping his hands around the bars of the gate-like door. “We were meant to find one another.” 

“Why do you think that?” 

“I just know,” Belphegor says, and you have to admit, his answer doesn't fill you with very much confidence. 

“How am I supposed to help you?” you ask. “Furthermore, how are you supposed to help me? As far as I’m concerned, there is nothing that I need.” 

“Oh, really?” Belphegor asks. “So you don’t hunger for knowledge? To be understood as your own person, no longer in the shadows of those around you?” 

You scowl; how does he know these things? It's probably just a lucky guess. “So what if I do? As far as I’m concerned, those are only natural wants. And I want to be known for my own skills and talents, so your help wouldn’t exactly be productive to those goals.” 

Again, his expression darkens. “I can give you power. Fame. Anything you want.” 

“I don’t want any of those things,” you reply resolutely. “Now, how should I be helping you? What do you need help with.” 

“What do I need help with?” Belphegor spreads his arms wide, gesturing to the room he’s locked in. “Lucifer’s been keeping me captive here. He’s been lying to everyone, including Diavolo, and saying that I’m in the Human Realm.” He scoffs. “I don’t know how anyone believed him.” 

You don’t really want to ask what that’s supposed to mean, but you have a feeling that it’s not good. His derision - for Lucifer, for Diavolo, even the Human Realm - is cutting, and it fills you with sour unease. 

“If Duke Lucifer has chosen to keep you up here, I can only imagine it was for a good reason,” you say. “Typically prisoners are prisoners for a reason.” 

“You know nothing,” Belphegor snarls suddenly, and you back up a few more steps. He sees this and stills. “You know nothing,” he repeats again, softer. “Lucifer is a poor leader, too busy pleasing Diavolo to actually do things that will help the Devildom. Help us. I told him this, and instead of responding rationally, he locked me in here, silencing me swiftly. You are new here, and do not yet understand. Please, free me and I can explain it to you better.” 

You shake your head rapidly. “I don’t believe that that would be a wise decision. Belphegor, you’ve given me no reason to trust you, and simply being near you sets me on edge. Why would I unleash someone potentially very, very harmful and dangerous simply because he asked? It’s not happening.” 

“You’re just like the rest of them.” Belphegor’s eyes begin to glow, and you know that spells danger for you. Without waiting another moment, you turn on your heel and rush down the stairs, uncaring that your candle goes out. Belphegor’s calls echo behind you, at first plaintive and kind, but as you get further away, fury and darkness edge into it, until by the time you reach your room he’s practically howling, the sound bouncing through the halls. Surely, you’re not the only one who can hear them?

It’s only when you throw your door closed behind you and slide the lock into place that the calls cease, leaving unnerving silence behind. You know better than to think that you’ve seen the last of Belphegor, but you know there’s nothing you can do about it. If he can urge you to him once, who’s to say he can’t do it again? The thought chills you to the bone. 

Settling heavily into your desk chair, you relight the candle, setting it on your writing desk. What to do? You’re sure the duke would be furious if he knew you’d gone up there, assuming Belphegor’s tantrum hadn’t woken him, but you don’t think keeping silent would be a good idea later. 

And on top of that, surely locking Belphegor up in the manor wasn't the only option? And telling no one about it, even the prince… well, it just seemed suspicious. Maybe telling Duke Lucifer was out of the question at this time. 

Resolving to sit and think about it, you pick up your tasks, knowing that there was no way that you’d be getting any more sleep that night.

leviathans-watching's work - please do not copy, repost, or claim as your own

[kpop-otome-yandere-here]

Mc: How do you keep an idiot waiting?

Belphie: I don't know, how?

Mc: I'll tell you later.

Belphie: Okay...

[30 mins later]

Belphie: Wait a damn second...

[devildom-doll]

The Twins eat their birthday waffles :3

[hakirachan]

Obey Me! Incorrect Quotes #16

Belphie: I’m doing my best. 

MC: You’re not doing anything. 

Belphie: Yes, that’s what I’m best at.

[curatoroffiction]

Belphegor, The Human Expert

I dunno, I just love the idea of Belphegor, who so loved humans deeply once upon a time, being the best equipped/most knowledgeable about the differences between humans and demons. Something about the asshole begrudgingly stepping up to the plate to help MC because he’s like “Holy shit my brothers are so dumb with this stuff- Asmo didn’t know 400° Fahrenheit would literally kill you??” and he just, is quietly shocked at how much MC survived before he came along. Gimme a Belphegor who softly attempts to make up for his past mistakes by taking his place as the one MC can always rely on to never accidentally kill them. A Belphegor who openly gripes at his brothers for being so blind to human cultures and basic human needs/experiences when it’s obvious that they’re stressing MC out or causing MC unnecessary grief that could have been avoided by them just learning about humans in the first place. Gimme a Belphegor who takes the time to learn about MC and where they’ve come from, who has a deep and passionate love for learning how they came to learn about the world, because he still genuinely loves humans under all his complicated emotions. Gimme a Belphegor who’s well-written to his backstory in a way that helps him make amends in a way that definitely sets him apart from his brothers

[itskatieloves143]

The Little Human ❤️️💜

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The Obey Me crew accidentally brought a human child to the devildom instead of the exchange student

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~Part 3

~Obey Me Twins (seperately)

~GN3Y/O!Reader (pronouns they/you)

~Platonic

~Fluff with the OBM boys trying their best to take care of a little human

~(mild cursing)

~Not proofread

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A/N: Heyy! I managed to get this out on time so yay me~ I'm horrible at writing for the side characters so rip me in the next part (looking forward to Luke though)

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Beelzebub❤️️

–Was raiding the fridge like always when he noticed the little kid staring at him

–”What is this tiny human doing here are they scared of me oh no”

–Instantly reassured when you shyly asked him if you could have some of the pudding he was eating

–He thought it was so cute that you would just come right up to him without being scared

–Parted with a pudding cup for you

–Thought it was so cute how you tried (and failed) to use the spoon

–He helped you eventually

–When you were both done eating he picked you up and started off towards the common room to ask who you were

–Riding on this man’s shoulders as a three year old would be terrifying ngl

–He may as well be a skyscraper already, but being on his shoulders? Absolutely nerve wracking

–He’d never drop you though and he’d be very careful with you since humans are fragile, especially the smaller they are

–When he learned that you were the human exchange student he was actually shocked

–He always makes sure you never go hungry

–If you don’t like something on your plate please offer it to him he’ll be very grateful (Lucy might get mad though so make sure he doesn't see)

–Bear hugs

–You know that thing where you throw the baby up in the air and catch them? That's him with you.

–Is always very gentle with you and if he ever accidentally hurt you he’d be so upset

–Takes you to fangol games

–His friends from there love you

–You become the team mascot

–If anyone ever considered touching you he’d absolutely obliterate them

–Loves it when you make little drawings for him

–You remind him of Belphie when he has to help you get dressed

–Takes you to Hell's Kitchen constantly

–At first is kind of concerned at how a Kid’s meal is enough for you but his brothers reassure him that human children don’t need that much to eat

–Movie nights with TONS of popcorn

–He thinks it’s cute that you like his wings but you can’t really touch them because the oils in human skin can mess up fly wings so better safe than sorry

–Carries you around everywhere with him

–Is used to carrying people around and basically being a human demon pillow (thanks Belphie) so he doesn’t mind at all

–He thinks you’re the cutest thing in all 3 realms

–He’s so scared of hurting you because of how tiny you are

–Comparing hand sizes

–Likes holding your hand because of how small it is

–You tried to sleep in one of his old t-shirts once and it was absolutely massive

–You ended up just using it as a blanket instead

–Once you fell down the stairs of the HoL and he had a really hard time forgiving himself for letting you get hurt

–Eventually his brothers helped him get over it but he still thinks about it from time to time

–When you have to leave he’s really upset

–Wouldn’t hesitate to come running if you called for him

–He doesn’t eat for a solid week after you leave

–He’ll always make sure you have food on your plate and would never let you go hungry

–Adores you and considers you apart of the family<3

Belphegor💜

–Was napping on the couch as always and woke up to see a little human curled up next to him

–Confusion ensues

–Carries you around the house while hunting down one of his brothers to ask who the hell this kid was

–The way you yawn when you wake up makes him melt

–He almost started to like you before you started doing zoomies around the house

–”You little shit-”

–That night when you came to his room and climbed in bed with him was the moment he realized

–You’re his cuddle buddy forever now

–Can’t sleep unless you’re with him

–Uses you as a mini pillow

–Helps you sleep and always gives you nice dreams

–He’s the one to come to if you have a nightmare

–He thinks it’s adorable when you try to play with his tail but he never lets you because it feels weird

–His pillow becomes your pillow

–You and him both rely on Beel in the morning

–You have matching cow plushies

–Bought you a cow onesie when he was in town once

–You’re absolutely precious with your onesie and cow plushie

–He’s the only one who doesn’t carry you around incase he fell asleep standing up

–He doesn’t want to accidentally drop you

–When you’re awake he tries to stay up to watch you

–Doesn’t know what he’d do if you ended up getting hurt while he was asleep

–When he wakes up and you’re not there he gets so worried but he’d never tell anyone that

–When he finally finds you he scolds you for running off but he doesn’t really mean it

–He’ll hold your hand while you walk if you want

–Is actually really jealous of your onesie because it has the little feet on the bottom and it looks so soft

–Thinks it’s cute when you try to steal his jacket to sleep in but is also kind of annoyed because its fcking cold

–”You little bitch give it back”

–His brothers find you two passed out in RAD and around the HoL

–Lots of hugs and cuddles

–You tried pulling the hair in front of his eye back once but he stopped you

–You’re convinced he doesn’t have an eye back there and instead has a secret tiny demon behind his hair

–Another twin???

–He eventually showed you that there was actually just an eye behind there just to get you to shut up about it

–Unfortunately for him you had already started an entire club at RAD who spent their time making conspiracy theories about what’s behind his hair

-His brothers constantly joke about there being a 9th sibling behind Belphie's hair

-There's a framed RAD newspaper article about it in the twin's room

-It was photoshopped so well Belphie almost started believing it himself

–He’d gladly deck someone for looking at you the wrong way

–He loves his little ball of sunshine

-You're like a tiny Beel

–When you have to leave he’s really sad and has trouble sleeping for a while after

–After you leave you never have trouble sleeping again

–You will never have another nightmare either

–He likes to visit you in your dreams

–He never thought he’d love a human the way he loves you