#mnok belphegor

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Chigusa Kenji: Hey Miyako-san, what do you want to eat?

Belphegor: The souls of the innocent.

Miyako Arata: A bagel!

Belphegor: No!!

Miyako Arata: Two bagels!

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If there was one thing I would’ve liked to see more of in the OVA, it’d be Belphegor.

There was more to his scene in the manga (posting it after the cut) that I think would’ve turned the already terrifying moment even worse. Probably because we get to understand what he’s saying to Saejima.

(Manga spoilers below!)

Maybe they didn’t animate Belphegor’s friends because of budget? But they did give us that fairy exploding in anger; that made the scene really shocking.

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Belphegor: Is anyone going to tell me what's going on in here?!

Sakura: It's kind of complicated, but Azazel-

Belphegor: Got it. Forget I asked.

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Belphegor: Hello, my name is Failure, and you're watching my life crumble into pieces.

Belphegor: *waves their finger and sings like they're in a Disney Channel intro*

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Going off your drawing question, how about a little tender moment between Sakura and Bel (human au) ...braiding eachother's hair, perhaps?

Ngl, this was supposed to be done two weeks ago but life sucks.

Hope you like it! And bel looks a little more feminine than I meant them to look—tried fixing it, didn’t work. :)

Read right to left:

(Drawing children is a nightmare 😅)

“He thinks you have a nice butt and that your hair is sexy.” —Sakura talking about Azazel.

“He thinks my hair is sexy?” —Belphegor *blushing*

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Fanart for my friend @dreua for her fanfiction

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4+1 Mayonaka challenge

So, @dreua and I came up with this idea.

Can be ship or familial.

So, 4 times when the thought "I like you" meant as friends, and one time when they finally realized it meant something more.

Can be with anyone in the Mayonaka no Occult Koumuin franchise. Post it here and tag me, or post it on AO3 and link it under here. :)

This doesn't have a deadline, just whenever you are able to.

Can be snippets in one chapter or multiple chapters. :) this is to have fun. The characters can be OOC so don't worry about it. Get used to writing them.

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Belphegor: Pro tip! Instead of having feelings, try being dead inside. Everything is still horrible but you will not care at all.

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Ahahahahahahahaha THIS IS WHY WE CAN'T HAVE NICE THINGS XD

Pairing: Azazel/Belphegor

Prompt: Upon finding out the reason Azazel's former love can't come back is in part due to her never having 'existed' as the human he knew her for in the first place. And or, let's play with the idea of a gender swapping Belphegor like the myths suggest ;)

Well, I—no, this is why we can’t have nice things. I have found my calling as the angst queen in our little group. I do love you, but enjoy shedding tears.

Enough is enough. This had gone long enough and Belphegor has become bored with this prank, especially now that humans have arrived on their own account in their prison home. They figured that it’s best to just get this millennia prank over with. They’re surprised that the former angel lasted this long. The demon watches as the fallen angel paces, thumb in between teeth. It’s always like this after failures. Aggressive pacing and mumbled words in his Enochian tongue.

Azazel never fails in this aspect like he fails in everything else. Really, his tenacity has always been a problem, probably one of the reasons why they started this little prank in the first place. They had wondered how long and far the fallen angel would take it and is still trying. The humor is still there.

It won’t ever not be funny to see him struggling and watching that wretched soul be awakened. They two of them are friends, don’t get them wrong! This is what friends do after all, prank each other! It wasn’t just that, either. Of course there’s more to this little prank but they won’t be getting into that.  

Watching him pace, grows tiring and they finally step forward. “Belphegor! I need you to find me a new vessel.”

“Azazel,” they speak, voice filled with faux concern and worry. They aren’t the best liar, but they know well enough how to fake emotions. “You must stop this. It’s been a millennia. You’ve proven nothing to me.”

“No! I won’t stop! I can do this!”

“Honestly, this tenacity of yours is very problematic.” Azazel’s lips pull into a scowl at their comment. “Don’t look at me like that, old friend. Don’t forget you have things to do,” they continue, walking past him and leans down to study the soul. “Poor soul, you’re starting to fray.”

“Wha-What?” Panic leaks into his yell as he rushes forward, taking a better look at the unfortunate soul. “No! No! This shouldn’t be right!”

“Azazel, what did you expect to happen? You’ve put that poor soul through so much torture for the past millennium.” Belphegor smiles an unkind smile, reaching out with clawed fingers, grasping his chin, and forcing the fallen angel to look up at him. “My dear friend, let me ease your troubles. That soul doesn’t even belong to your loved one.”

“What are you talking about, Belphegor?” Azazel doesn’t try and force their hand away, knowing that they wouldn’t let go. “Belphegor, what do you mean? What did you do?”

The demon allows a grin to cross their face. “I didn’t do anything, Azazel,” they say and pull away. “Azazel, my dear friend, what is something that I can allow myself?” Their head tilts, the sardonic smile not moving a centimeter. “It’s not anything I did but something you did, of course. You’ve been my friend for how long?”

“Belphegor—“

“Azazel! Who do you believe that woman was? Why is it that whenever you bring her back, there’s a part of you that doesn’t recognize?” The demon side steps at the sudden attack. “Azazel—“

“What did you do?” he yells, lunging towards the ancient being. “Belphegor!”

“Azazel!” they shoot back. “I did nothing. You’re the one who fell in love with someone that never existed.”

They enjoy the slow dawn of realization as their appearance shifts. 

“Who am I?” she asks, her hair slipping over her face.

“You—You’re—“

“Now, Azazel, speak your words clearly,” she teases, hiding her smile being a slim hand.

This seems to anger the fallen angel further whose face grows dark, pupils constricting. “You! You bastard!” His words morph into Enochian speech as he yells, yet Belphegor knows what is being said.

How could you lie like this?

How could you stand by and watch him make a fool of himself?

Why?

How long would you have gone along with this?

It’s hilarious and she allows a small bit of laughter to cross her lips. “Come now, Azazel. I told you, didn’t I? A marriage with a human is impossible. When did I lie? I don’t favor lying. I just omitted the truth. I never gave you a name yet you still allowed your feelings to cloud your judgement. I didn’t know how far this prank would have lasted and I did try talking you out of it.”

“Why now?” he whispers, anger slipping out of his body. Dark eyes slowly rising to look at her instead of his feet. “Why now after so long?”

“You dragged humans into this. I was fine with it before but that was then, when no human had the chance of venturing in. Well, other than Orpheus but he was dimwitted enough that he didn’t listen to the simple rules.” She strides to the makeshift bed, sitting on it and gazes towards the trapped soul. “You’ve punished this soul enough that you transformed it into one of us despite it fraying so.” Belphegor laughs. “Just kidding!” She snaps her fingers and the cage opens. “Welcome back, Lamasthu.”

The demon goddess nods and turns to the fallen angel who’s dropped to his knees at her appearance with a snide expression before leaving with boisterous laughter following her wake.

“Belphegor,” he whispers, horror painted on his face. “Why?”

“Because it was funny.” She walks back over, caressing his cheek. “A prank between friends, hmm?” Her expression grows serious. “Now, now, my sweet friend, don’t fret.”

They shift back to their original form, long hair cascading like green waterfalls over their shoulders, standing to their original height and bringing him up with them. “We’ll look past this and laugh one day. And don’t worry, my dear, I won’t tell Lucifer about you ignoring your duties.” They lean down and press their lips against the distraught fallen angel’s forehead. “Do be careful next time and don’t bring us more trouble.”

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Sakura: So, what do you all do for fun around here?

Belphegor: I don’t know. Sometimes we throw stuff at Azazel.

Sakura: What?

Belphegor: Hey, Azazel! *throws book*

Azazel: Huh—? *gets slammed in the face*

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Sakura making Belphegor smile.

“Bel, you have to smile more!”

*sigh* “Sakura . . .”

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The clouds parted, revealing a streak of silver to slither out. It casted down onto the earth, lighting up the path as much as the canopies of the trees allowed. A man with dark hair and vibrant, burgundy eyes. He went along his way on the dirt road, following the moon as he headed for a particular village, unaware of a set of eyes watching him. Wandering in these woods at night? The disembodied voice was soft, yet hazy like they were speaking underwater. Azazel turned, his eyes sweeping across the wooded area but saw nothing. The fallen angel frowned, knowing that the one who spoke was that of a demon. Yet here you are, they continued. A human wouldn't have heard my voice and you give the feeling of that putrid stench.

You're a demon, reeking of hellfire and you say I smell? The fallen bared his teeth as the shadows twisted, creeping forward as the red gaze glowed brighter and brighter. Are you terrified? You wish to remain hidden, no one acts such a way if they're not scared.

Is that your way of bating me? the demon rasped in a mocking tone, narrowing their eyes. They stepped closer with their clothes rippling with shadows and their long, green hair swaying in the cool breeze. I wasn't the one who fell for a human. Tell me, is it possible for a happy marriage with a human? That angered the fallen who scowled, stepping closer. Taunting, they spoke again, Aww, did I hit a nerve? Are you going to kill me the same way you killed your human lover?

Who are you?

Call me Belphegor. It’s been a while, hasn’t it, Azazel?

If it wasn’t below him, the fallen angel would’ve snorted. His gaze settled on the flowing, dark strands of hair that cascade down their back and frame their face. So what do you want?

Me? Come now, old friend, don’t be like that. I was just curious after all, you know how fast rumors travel. They allowed a sardonic smile to cross their lips, fangs protruding and glinting the silver moonlight. Are you so sure you will have such a happy marriage with a human?

I am sure, must you doubt me?

The only response he received was that damned smile widening. Then, I accept your wager. Prove to me you can have a happy marriage with a human.

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Azazel: You are pretty cute when you’re nice.

Belphegor: And when I’m not nice?

Azazel: Hot as fuck.

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Belphegor: Being cute is really hard because even when I’m angry, Sakura just kinda giggles at me and says “aw you’re so cute when you’re angry.” Like no. Stop. Recognize my power.

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Azazel: We all have our demons.

Sakura, grabbing Belphegor: This one is ours.

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Rating: General Audiences

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen, M/M

Fandom: 真夜中のオカルト公務員 | Mayonaka no Occult Koumuin | Midnight Occult Civil Servants (Anime)

Relationships: Azazel/Belphegor (Mayonaka no Occult Koumuin), Unrequited? - Relationship, Belphegor & Miyako Arata

Characters: Azazel (Mayonaka no Occult Koumin), Belphegor (Mayonaka no Occult Koumin), Miyako Arata, Sakura (Mayonaka no Occult Koumuin) (mentioned)

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Lucifer (TV) Fusion, Miyako Arata is a Detective, Belphegor is a Criminal Consultant, Belphegor Owns a Nightclub, Jealousy, Azazel is Oblivious to His Own Feelings, Slow Burn, One-Sided Attraction, or so they think, Unresolved Sexual Tension, Azazel Has a Mission, Doesn't Complete it, Help Arata, He's a Witness to the Sexual Tension, Playing the Piano Creates Tension, Working on a case, Awkward Miyako Arata, Happy Ending, Angel/Demon Relationship

Summary:

A mission given by God. He was to watch over both the gates of Hell and attempt to get Belphegor back to where he belonged.

Azazel had an easy mission, take Belphegor back to Hell and get back to the Celestial Realm. An in-and-out, so why was he allowing the devil run around with a human? What was this feeling under his skin?