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belphegor x gn reader
angst
“I don’t trust you anymore, Belphegor.” Weak and broken. Resigned. A voice too tired to pretend. A voice too small to be pretend.
You are so, so tired. Belphie can see it in your eyes (the bags underneath speak—no, scream volumes. Agony and anguish weigh down on your shoulders like the weight of Lilith’s limp body on his all those millennia ago. He wishes he could save you, but how can he dare when he was the one to have put you in this position?) and there is grief violently ripping and tearing into his heart hearing you so drained and defeated. The spark known as you has diminished and extinguished and Sloth knows he has no one to blame but himself.
“I’m sorry.” You add. An afterthought. A sick sense of amusement finds its way into him, presenting itself in the metallic tang on his tongue and the taste of bile in his throat. How ironic, that you are the one to apologize, after everything he has put you through.
How ironic, that after everything he put you through, his anger at you outweighs his shame.
“Are you serious? It’s been months since I…since that happened. I thought we moved past that, or are you still that hung up on the past?” He spits his words out with a nonchalant yet scathing venom, the shame in him burning but still not as hot as the angered entitlement he feels. He…did that, sure. But have his brothers not threatened and attempted the same? Yet because of his success he is punished. (He refuses to acknowledge the difference between failure and success in this case. He doesn’t think he can bear it if he does.) Did his immediate regret mean nothing to you? Has he not done enough? He wants the normalcy you have with the rest of his brothers. He wants what you had with him, before he was freed from the attic. The thought that he may never get that refuels his annoyance and suddenly any regret he feels over his confrontation is burnt to a crisp in the flames of distress.
“I never thought you would be that petty, Bug.” A term of endearment weaponized against you and you cannot understand why you ever thought you could learn to love him.
(The youngest has always gotten his way, you belatedly realize. He will never apologize, not when his sins have always been forgiven without a second thought. The sentiment is bitter in your throat.)
You are silent for a moment, unsure what to say, and for a moment Belphegor thinks you may finally understand. He thinks you might have started to see it his way.
But then you laugh. You laugh and it is jagged, and sharp, and vile. It is broken and crackly and filled with all the things you could never say to his face. Mockery and resentment cloud the room and the worst part is you can’t tell who it’s coming from. Sloth’s brattiness has always been his trademark, and yet you begin to realize it’s one of the many things you cannot stand about him.
“I’m sorry, is being upset over you killing me that unreasonable?” (He flinches, and a sick sense of satisfaction fills you.) You are raw and hurting and regret clouds the both of you. Him for his audacity and you for ever thinking of forgiving the man standing before you. “I apologize, my lord, but usually, for mere fucking humans like me, we only die once.” Your smile is sharp and predatory, and for once, Belphie feels like he is the prey.
“Being brought back to life doesn’t change the fact that I died because of you, Sloth. I still remember you killing me. I still remember seeing my dead body. (Your voice cracks and so does his heart.) Sort of a mindfuck if you can try and understand.” (He knows you doubt him and his empathy from your tone alone and that stings in a place he didn’t think he could be hurt in anymore.) You are hot and flaming and burning to a crisp and like a moth to a flame, Sloth keeps flying to his doom.
“You aren’t a regular human though, are you? After all, you came back. It’s annoying to see you so quick to blame me when my brothers have basically done the same.” His voice is calm, but his head is anything but. Voices in his mind scream for him to go further; to bite and tear until there is nothing left of you, yet his heart and soul plead and beg for him to get on his knees and pray for forgiveness. But when has anything good been done when he listened to himself? The last time he did (“let her love, Belphegor.”) he made the biggest mistake of his life. (The arrow pierces from her chest out through her wings and he realizes with horror that he was the one chosen to be saved instead. He was the one who had caused Lilith to bleed gold until ichor turned to inky tar and Lucifer had given up his freedom to give her another life away from them all.) And Belphie realizes he is scared because he can’t lose another one. He can’t lose another member of his family. He can’t lose you.
But Belphegor’s always been one to speak first and think later and his words cut deep when he says, “Then again, if it weren’t for Lilith, you wouldn’t even be here, would you? So do you really belong here, or are you just a placeholder for someone you can’t even begin to replace?”
There is silence, and then there is a stare, and Belphie feels like he’s losing Lilith all over again with the way life leaves your eyes.
“I think you should go, Belphie.” Your voice is dull and empty and Belphie wishes that he never spoke. He wishes you were still looking at him with hatred and resentment because he feels like he’s killed you again and his breath is picking up and oh, Father, what did he do?
“Bug, I-“
“Leave, Belphegor.” You stare at the wall behind him as your pact activates. When he shuts the door behind him you slowly stumble over to your bed and sit down.
Sloth always knew how to break you in the worst of ways, and from opposite sides of a wall, you both break down from the knowledge of it.
long time no write 🥴
yeah so i lied i didn’t do any of the Drabble requests because i am but a lowly court jester too stupid to retain the ideas of others. i write simply on whims and hope that people do not hate the words I put down as much as I do.
comments and feedback are appreciated i hope ygs know anytime you wrote any sort of ‘review’ I screenshot it and put it in my special album
i wish obey me would have more fun with the worldbuilding. we're transported to a whole new world filled with demons and vampires and dragons and stuff but all we get are slivers of it as we're basically confined to the HoL and RAD most of the time :/ and a lot of the worldbuilding is just told to us via another character. i wish we were able to actively learn about the devildom!
imagine an event where you and another character explore some ancient devildom ruins, learning more about past cultures. maybe an ocean one where we sail out to an island and there's a new seaside town to have fun in. heck maybe we find ourselves lost in some woods that'll destroy our human psyche and we gotta navigate our way out of there while the boys try to find and save us.
it would be fun!!
show, don't tell:
anticipation - bouncing legs - darting eyes - breathing deeply - useless / mindless tasks - eyes on the clock - checking and re-checking
frustration - grumbling - heavy footsteps - hot flush - narrowed eyes - pointing fingers - pacing / stomping
sadness - eyes filling up with tears - blinking quickly - hiccuped breaths - face turned away - red / burning cheeks - short sentences with gulps
happiness - smiling / cheeks hurting - animated - chest hurts from laughing - rapid movements - eye contact - quick speaking
boredom - complaining - sighing - grumbling - pacing - leg bouncing - picking at nails
fear - quick heartbeat - shaking / clammy hands - pinching self - tuck away - closing eyes - clenched hands
disappointment - no eye contact - hard swallow - clenched hands - tears, occasionally - mhm-hmm
tiredness - spacing out - eyes closing - nodding head absently - long sighs - no eye contact - grim smile
confidence - prolonged eye contact - appreciates instead of apologizing - active listening - shoulders back - micro reactions
Chronic clumsiness: Tripping, stumbling, and knocking things over with comedic regularity.
Absurdly bad luck: Experiencing a series of comically unfortunate events.
Exaggerated laziness: Finding increasingly creative ways to avoid doing any work.
Uncontrollable laughter: Breaking into fits of giggles at the most inappropriate moments.
Inability to keep a secret: Accidentally blurting out confidential information or gossip.
Extreme forgetfulness: Frequently losing belongings or forgetting important appointments.
Obsessive-compulsive quirks: Engaging in peculiar rituals or behaviors for no apparent reason.
Social awkwardness: Saying and doing the most cringeworthy things in social situations.
Over-the-top dramatics: Reacting melodramatically to even the smallest of inconveniences.
Excessive talkativeness: Rambling on endlessly without realizing they've lost their audience.
Compulsive lying: Fabricating outlandish stories to impress others or get out of trouble.
Food obsession: Constantly eating or talking about food, even in inappropriate contexts.
Nervous tics: Displaying quirky mannerisms or habits when feeling anxious.
Paranoid tendencies: Jumping to wild conclusions and imagining elaborate conspiracy theories.
Uncontrollable curiosity: Snooping around and getting into trouble due to a relentless need to know.
Over-the-top superstitions: Believing in absurd lucky charms or rituals.
Excessive hypochondria: Constantly diagnosing themselves with imaginary illnesses.
Silly phobias: Fearing utterly ridiculous things, like rubber ducks or clowns.
Inability to tell time: Consistently running late or showing up at bizarre hours.
Ridiculous fashion sense: Sporting outrageous outfits or hairstyles that defy all logic.
These flaws can turn your funny OC into a lovably eccentric character, bringing humor and charm to any story or situation they find themselves in.
Seeing a lot of people start hate on Helluva and how it portrays Greed compared to Lust And Gluttony, so let’s get into my 2 cents. This may be controversial, but I do think Helluva portrayed the sins well and here’s why.
Yes, on the outside, Mammon is definitely the most asshole of the sins we’ve seen so far, but this DOESN’T mean that Bee or even Ozzie are angels.
First of all, Bee ONLY stopped Blitz because he was indulging for PRIDE, not for Gluttony. With all of her other guests, she was more than okay with letting them get complete shit faced to a destructive degree.
As for Ozzie, it’s been proven via “Ozzie’s” that he okay with cheating, going so far as to praise Stolas for it. He’s aware Stolas risked everything for the affair, and praised him for doing so. He straight up encourages people to be as kinky and as nasty as they possibly can. Basically for him, if it’s consensual, go wild.
(Not to mention, he’s in a healthy, loving GAY relationship with his jester. While not inherently bad, it’s more than enough to make a deeply traditional Christian faint. Which does kind of seem to be the goal for the show.)
In the end: Ozzie and Bee are just as destructive as Mammon is. HOWEVER, they are so in a way where it’s not as obvious and they’re not as bad because of it.
Because they only fully indulge in Lust and Gluttony 110%, they’re still able to be relatively decent people because completely indulging in those sins doesn’t inherently make you an asshole. It can make you hella harmful, especially mixed with other sins, but on their own they’re somewhat manageable. (I say somewhat because again: cheating and health destruction are a thing).
Also it should be noted that despite being nice people Bee and Ozzie are still HORRIBLE influences. Like if they’re those people who your parents will disapprove of you being friends with.
But besides that, you can be lustful and gluttonous to 110% and still be a nice person to be around. Not a good person, but a nice one.
HOWEVER, you cannot be greedy to the max and be a nice person.
Here’s the thing; Mam, Bee, and Oz don’t have limits to their own sins. All 3 are still destructive as hell, it’s just that Bee and Oz’s sins allow them to have healthy relationships DESPITE that.
Bee, for all her faults, is a wild party girl. However, her gluttonous nature also allows her to completely indulge in love and affection, hence why she can have such an adorable relationship with Tex.
Ozzie is equally as wild but is also horny and kinky as fuck. But it works because Fizz is just as crazy in bed as he is, and arguably even crazier in general. Fizz is a kinky little gremlin who not only makes Ozzie laugh, but more importantly can keep up with him. That’s part of what allows them to be as happy and wholesome as they are.
Mammon however, cannot be at his sin 110% and keep a relationship. It’s just not possible and I honestly don’t think he wants a relationship with someone anyway, as that means he’d have to share something with another person, which he is simply not capable of doing.
In the end, all the sins are destructive. That’s just fact. However, because of their specific sins (and the fact that they don’t mix with the others), some are able to hold up healthier lifestyles and relationships than others.
God I love “We’re enemies, but we’ve been enemies for a long time, which is sort of like being friends.” Great trope.
For a few of us, monsterfucking is never about kinking over some creature having you in all the ways possible.
It is about letting yourself being vulnerable and fragile and emotional with someone that's supposed to hurt and kill you, but instead just worships you and cares about you for being just like them:
Being shamed over the looks you've never asked for, but having the heart and sould only a few could understand.
Monsterfucking/Exophilia etc isn't just about an unusual kink.
It is OUR way of telling Beauty and the Beast, because we can see the good in them, because we all wanted for them to see the good in ours.
*The brothers are going through MC's stuff after they left Devildom.* MAMMON finds a voice recorder in MC's closet: Hey, since when did they have this kinda stuff? LEVIATHAN: I don't know, let's listen. MC's recording: Hello guys. If you're listening to this that means I'm back to human world and you all decided to go through my private stuff, which I strictly told you NOT to. I know you would never ever admit it and just put the recorder back in it's place so I used a spell to let me know when the recorder is played. I'll call you guys a right after the recording is over. BELPHEGOR: Are we really that predictable...? MC's recording: Yes you are. Have fun explaining what happened to my stolen shirts. BEELZEBUB: ...They can't be serious, right? *LUCIFER's DDD starts ringing.* LUCIFER sees it's MC calling: ... SATAN: What? Who is it? LUCIFER: ..Everyone, put MC's shirts back in their closet.
Dungeon Meshi’s Lady Monsters
10x10cm
watercolour
I LOVE art and watching other people talk about their ocs or anything interesting! and maybe I'll post my own sometime if I have enough time:))
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