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l3vi-bby · 10 months

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OK SO

M! Reader with Beel but reader is a chef/baker. Beel only learns about Readers talent when he eats one of their meals and finally feels full for the first time probably ever. Beel questions reader about the contents of the food and reader is like “idfk, made with love?” Because of this, Beel forces Reader to make him food as much as possible.

Small little thing I was thinking about, thought it might be cute.

𝙇3𝙑𝙄-𝘽𝘽𝙔 ;; ᵒⁿ ᵗᵘᵐᵇˡʳ ░ : ｡.｡

warnings / sum // he's full of your love and still wanting more. || beelzebub (obey me! one master), male reader, fluff

a / n // tysm for giving me my first ever request on here + i love beel sm so i was so excited to start writing this!!! [B. NAME] = bakery name (usually would mean "brother" but in this fic no)

# full of your love // beelzebub x m!reader ≟ ˚◦

: ｡.｡ ░ ᵒⁿ ᵗᵘᵐᵇˡʳ ;; 𝙇𝙀𝙑𝙄-𝘽𝘽𝙔

𝙄𝙏 — was known all across the Devildom that [F. NAME]'s baking was the best and not only that, but the [B. NAME] was also great, even Barbatos and Luke would agree so, their own pastries maybe put to shame. The bakery smelt of fresh sweets, toasted bread, and the clear aroma of caffeine. Everything in the building screamed a homey feeling, it brought a warm welcome to any person, demon, or angel walking in. A heaven in hell.

It was unsurprising that Beelzebub, Avatar of Gluttony, quickly found out about the place, and became a frequent patron. Not only that, he was the generally the sweetest and most supportive, having the money to buy all of the bakeries pastries if he wanted to. It was currently a normal day, it had begun to snow in the Devildom and demons all around looked for refuge in any open stores. Beelzebub sat down at a table, scarfing down the food given to him by [F. NAME]. The demon looked up at [F. NAME] as he munched, "your baking is always the best, [F. NAME]... mmm..." The [H. COLOR]-nette could only chuckle, placing more food before the other, "so I've heard, Beel." They continued to bask in each other's warm company, [F. NAME] soon pulling in a chair and propping his elbows up to admire his favorite customer. Beel gulped down the remains of the food with a good jug of coffee and sighed in content. He patted his stomach and realized an odd feeling. "... I feel so full, [F. NAME]." "I'd be surprised if you didn't, you've ate more than you regularly do." Beel shook his head, "no, you don't understand. I never get full." The ginger tightened his brows at the other, seeing as how the baker was not staring back quizzically. "That's interesting...?" [F. NAME] said, confusion in his tone. They stayed staring at each other for a minute or two, an awkward atmosphere still growing. [F. NAME] opted the conversation was done and stood up, grabbing a nearby platter and stacking the empty dishes, Beelzebub could only watch, a curious wilderment still evident. He suddenly snapped out of it, stopping the baker. "What do you put in your food?" Caught off guard, [F. NAME] opened his mouth to close it again. Shouldn't it be obvious...? Flour... sugar... salt — y'know, what else is one supposed to put in a pastry? "What else?" [F. NAME] softly smiled, "it's pastries." Beelzebub shook his head, not satisfied and repeated his question. [F. NAME], a platter still in hand, took his other and placed it on his chin in ponder. "Hmmm... love, I guess?" The silence came back at Beelzebub widened his eyes. [F. NAME] chuckled again, the melody of his voice filling the bakery as he went back to tidy up. Beel felt a feeling deep inside him, butterflies swirling inside his chest. The deepest red took over the avatar's face as he slowly raised his hand, grabbing [F. NAME]'s wrist. Both became surprised at the upcoming words. "Please, make me as much food as you can!" "U — uh? I'm sorry?" Beel stood up, his face now mere inches away from the other, "more! I need more!" [F. NAME] smiled, trying to stifle his laughter but soon blowing up. "Sure! Sure — haha, just — just sit down Beel, and I'll cook you all the food you want!"

𝙇3𝙑𝙄-𝘽𝘽𝙔 ;; ᵒⁿ ᵗᵘᵐᵇˡʳ ░ : ｡.｡ impo . // masterlist || req info / post

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bloomingdayswithyou · 9 months

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Hey can you maybe write the Om! Brothers (any you want) with a transmasc reader who is really dysphoric? If not that's fine!! Have a nice day :3

Beel, Mammon and Lucifer with a transmasc reader

Pairing: Beelzebub, Mammon and Lucifer x trans m!reader (separated)

Topics: gender dysphoria, kinda fluff??

Warning: I used he/him pronouns, if you want me to change them please let me know!! Also I made it more as a platonic/friendship but I think it can also be interpreted as a romantic relationship<3

Author’s note: hi!! I just picked my top 3 brothers, if you want anyone else you can request anytime🩷

Beelzebub:

I feel like Beel has a naturally caring and empathetic personality. When he notices that m/n is feeling dysphoric, he becomes determined to uplift his spirits.

He would go out of his way to create a comforting environment, where m/n can feel safe and understood.

Beel might gently offer to cook his favorite meals, knowing that food can bring comfort during difficult times.

While sharing a meal together, he’d listen to m/n’s thoughts and emotions, offering a sympathetic ear without judgment.

When m/n expresses his struggles with dysphoria, Beel would assure him that he is valid and deserving of love and acceptance.

With a warm smile, Beel would remind m/n of the positive aspects of his identity, highlighting the unique qualities that make him special.

He might share anecdotes of his own self-discovery and acceptance, assuring them that it’s okay to have ups and downs during the journey.

Beel’s genuine support would offer m/n a sense of belonging and a reminder that he is valued for who he is.

Mammon:

His reaction to m/n’s dysphoria might be uncertain.

However, once he understands the depth of their struggle, he would make a determined effort to show his unwavering support.

Mammon might stumble over his words at first, but he would want to let m/n know that he sees them as who they truly are, regardless of dysphoria. He’d use his preferred name and pronouns consistently, even correcting himself if he makes mistakes.

To help m/n feel more at ease, Mammon might plan fun outgoing or activities where he can temporarily escape his worries.

He’d encourage him to participate in games, laughing and enjoying themselves to distract from dysphoric thoughts.

Whenever he needs a boost, Mammon would shower him with compliments and reassurance, telling him how much he matters and how proud he is of his resilience.

As m/n’s trust in him grows, Mammon would offer to accompany him when he wants to explore his gender identity further. He’d be there to lend a listening ear and provide emotional support, understanding that everyone’s journey is unique and dysphoria doesn’t define his worth.

Lucifer:

Lucifer’s initial approach to m/n’s dysphoria would be to offer understanding and guidance.

He would create a space where m/n can express his feelings openly and honestly, without judgment.

Lucifer would research and educate himself about transmasc experiences, wanting to be well-informed and supportive. When discussing dysphoria, he would be patient and empathetic, encouraging m/n to articulate his emotions without feeling rushed.

Understanding the sensitivity of the topic, Lucifer would choose his words carefully, always using m/n’s preferred name and pronouns.

He would validate his feelings and remind him that dysphoria is a natural part of the journey, emphasizing that it doesn’t diminish his identity.

To help m/n cope with dysphoria, Lucifer might suggest various grounding techniques or relaxing exercises. He’s offer his assistance in finding resources if m/n needs them.

In moments of vulnerability, Lucifer would be a pillar of support, offering a comforting presence and a listening ear. He’d remind m/n that he has the strength to overcome challenges and that he’s there to assist him in any way possible.

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followmybones · 1 year

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dancing at night with some of my favs

not entirely edited, 2nd POV, gender neutral (i think? male reader if anything)

had this in my drafts for ages and i decided to just post it; i included mini playlists with each character, based mostly off of vibes and the kind of things i'd think they would like to listen to, take them loosely, though.

includes: Kurro (Haikyuu), Dabi (MHA), & Beelzebub (Obey Me)

Kurro

The both of you couldn't sleep, having felt restless, you decided to get up, and Kurro followed you. His mind was racing, and he didn't want to be away from you. He thought it might be worse away from you, so he followed you out to the couch in your living room.

Kurro wasn’t necessarily worried about anything in particular, he just couldn’t get out of his head, but when you grabbed his hand to pull him up and started swaying with him, he felt his mind slow.

It didn’t stop the thoughts, but the swaying helped calm him, and he liked being so close to you, one of his hands clasped in yours and the other on your lower back. It was nice and intimate, he’d pull you closer to rest his head against you and mumble I love you's against your skin like a mantra.

Your swaying wasn’t set to any music, there wasn’t any need or point, it was just something to fill the time. Something to busy yourselves with while minds raced.

He’s the type of guy who just sways with you, just wants to be close on nights like these.

Kisses your forehead a lot, he also enjoys resting his head against you

Tends to be a bit more vulnerable during this time, not to say he isn’t in general, but it just feels so raw. he doesn't take the time to refine his thoughts or emotions, he just spills his mind out for you.

There tends to not be music when the two of you dance together at night, he doesn’t mind if you want to turn the music on after a bit, he just finds something about the silence to be oddly comforting.

recommended songs; apocalypse by cigarettes after sex, j's lullaby by delaney bailey, pretty boy by the neighborhood

Dabi

Dabi had been worried about you. Because he was a light sleeper, your shifting and adjusting had woken him up a few times, but when you got up to leave the room, he fully woke up.

He could tell something was on your mind so he followed, he wasn’t exactly one for talking, so he asked if you wanted to listen to music while he held you for a bit on the couch.

Figuring letting you stay in your head wasn’t for the best he offered you his hand, “Humor me, babe?”

When you took his hand, he pulled you up and brought your arms to rest around his neck, his arms going around your waist.

Dabi tends to doubt the effect his verbal comfort has on you, so he tends to try to distract you and comfort you in less auditory ways.

To him, this dance is him showing that he's got you and you can lean on him.

He knows you might not always get that though, so of course he’s going to lean over, tilting your head to look at him as he assures you that ‘everything is going to be okay, you don’t have to do anything alone if you don’t want to, because you’ve got him.’

He's quick to brush off the moment, though, uncomfortable with his words despite their sincerity. Dabi will move on from the moment by offering you a wink and offering to burn that coworker/schoolmate you tend to complain about, saying: ‘It's not that much of a hassle if it will make you feel better.'

arms around his neck, and his arms around your waist kind of guy

depending on the mood of the moment and what you’re wearing, his hands might come to rest in your back pockets

probably going to joke about the music being awful, even if you put on a playlist he made

buries his face in your hair, and lots of kisses, mostly on your shoulders and temple

secretly enjoys dancing together a lot, possibly more than you do

he often gets lost in his head when the two of you dance together, it's like he goes on autopilot.

recommended songs; dance me to the end of the love by the civil wars, je te laisserai des mots by patrick watson, iris by the goo goo dolls

Beelzebub

Beelzebub was a glutton, and in the dead of night, he was ravenous, absolutely starving, but he was also craving your company, so he decided to wake you up to join him on his late food adventure, he figured he could make it up to you with cuddles afterward, but he didn't expect you to ask him to dance instead.

Beel is absolutely content dancing with you in the kitchen, hand in yours, giving you a slow spin. The movements were lazy, and your sleepy smile satisfied him, in a way food could never. Whatever human music you were playing was also leaving Beel in a good mood.

Having to share earbuds so that none of his brothers would come to bother you two felt like a blessing to Beel. The wired restriction did mean he couldn't twirl you as much as he would have liked, but ultimately, he didn't mind because putting the headphone back into his ear gave you an excuse to run your hands over his jaw or through his hair, and the way you looked at him when you did left him breathless.

Is the kind of guy to like to spin you and wouldn't mind being spun around as well, thinks its funny to watch you struggle if you happen to be shorter than him

Dancing with him is either full of giggles or very tender.

He often stops your dance sessions just to hug you and tell you how much he loves you.

He's not much of a slow dancer, but if you're in the mood, he'll try his best, but if he's going to dance around, he likes to have fun and get a bit silly. He likes having fun with you.

When you two do slow dance, he likes to hum along to songs that he's familiar with, and if there isn't any music playing, you'll often find him humming, a deep, calming rumble that leads you to often lay your head against his chest.

recommended songs; cherry wine by gretperez, another round by philip labes and caity gyogry, carino by the marias

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yoshkeii · 2 years

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consider. for a drabble/something to just make words move

playing with beel's hair while you guys snack & watch a movie

-💫

beel. i miss you. but you, beloved anon- always brings in the ideas, i thank you 🙏

although Beelzebub may be much bigger n taller than you. bulkier in build compared to you… that doesnt stop you from letting the demon himself lay on you. or himself from doing so. maybe a pillow between his head and your lap while he resides inbetween your legs. your hand combing through his hair, fingers gently massaging his scalp time to time in the process.

just a comfortable moment with the both of you, relaxing. unwinding from a day. a movie in the background acting as background noise at this point, as you were the only one to be paying attention to it. Beel’s attention was simply you. and you only.

the feeling of your hands in his hair made him feel like this was a dream, but it wasnt. he glad it wasnt. his eyes were staring at you a couple of times that went unnoticed. closing them as if he wasn’t just admiring your beauty from his comfortable view.

#folder 📁; 𝙾𝚋𝚎𝚢 𝙼𝚎!#calls;- 📱#films;- 🎞#💫 films #at-dusk;- 🌆#beel x male reader #beelzebub x male reader #beel x reader #beelzebub x reader #obey me x male reader #obey me x gender neutral reader #obey me x reader #om x gender neutral reader #om x male reader #om x reader #obey me beelzebub #x reader #x male reader #x gn reader

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onlyyvette · 5 months

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★ DAY 2 - face-fucking | beel

kinktober 2023 - masterlist.

warnings: top/dom reader + sub/bottom beel + amab reader + face-fucking + praise + cum-swallowing + a few "good boy"s thrown in + beel does not have a gag reflex + and would definitely cum untouched

a/n: ngl I still feel like kms WHY IS TUMBLR SO ANNOYING...also I headcanon that beel has sharp teeth<3

"T-that's a good by. You're doing so-ngh, well for me." Your words would have sounded almost so gentle and innocent had it not been for the strain in your voice and the lewd scene in front of you. Your demonic boyfriend that you loved oh-so-much was currently on his knees, sucking the ever-lasting life out of your dick.

"Mhhhn..." Beel had a dazed look on his flushed face, his purple eyes glassy as if he was barely aware of his surroundings other than the huge cock inside of his mouth. As his mouth kept moving up and down your length, so did his dextrous tongue, nearly coiling around your shaft. And the way that he was slightly dragging his fang on your dick just how he knew you liked it---fuck it was driving you crazy.

"Nghh...hmmm..." Beel moaned deeply as he kept taking you into his mouth, as far as he could go. The both of you knew that he could easily cum from only giving you oral and he wouldn't hesitate to do so. At first, Beel was content with you asking him once in a short while to blow you, as he loved pleasing his partner. But the more he did it, it was like the more he got addicted to the fullness of his mouth when occupied with your dick, the scent you give off, and the feeling of your cum spurt down his mouth. He went from waiting for you to ask his to suck you off to coming up to you nearly everyday and unapologetically asking for you to shove your cock down his throat.

While your lover continued to deepthroat you like his life depended on it, you savored the feeling of Beel's throat and tongue working up and down your shaft. Not only was he eager-- he was skilled. He knew exactly what to do, taking your dick all the way down so it nestles in his throat, that sinful togue doing wonders as it snakes around your cock, lingering on the places he knew you were most sensitive. You could positively say they were the best blowjobs you had ever received in your life.

"You're doing s-so fucking good for me baby, just keep going..." you groan as Beel continues to suck you off with fervor. When he looks up at you upon hearing your praise, you felt like you were going to melt seeing the lewd look of satisfaction on his face. You can't help but bury your hand in his ginger hair and begin hammering your dick into his throat.

"MmhHHM---" Beel's eyes widen when you unexpectedly begin to thrust your dick down your throat. In mere seconds, his original sound of muffled surprise became moans of appreciation. You continued to buck your hips into his tight throat, relishing in the tight heat you knew you would have to leave soon. Beel keens as he feels you forcing your huge dick down his throat. As his eyes begin to roll back into his skull, he realizes that he had came, no stimulation other than your cock pressing on all the parts of his throat.

Beel's warm, never-ending heat enveloped your dick as his tongue danced along you shaft. Yet it was one last kitten lick to a prominent vein on the underside of your dick that had you coming undone. "Fuck, cumming...!" You thrust into Beel's throat one more time, holding his head against your pelvis, forcing him to swallow all your cum into his greedy throat. He whimpers softly as he feels your seed go down his throat, to deep for him to be able to taste. Though when you finally start to pull out, he catches a few strands of your cum onto his tongue and some of it gets onto his lips. He wipes it off of his lips and licks his fingers clean, mouth wide open as he puts on a show for you.

You were never going to get over your boyfriend's blowjobs.

#vetty's works. ✿#vetty's thirsts. ✿#vetty's kinktober. ✿#obey me smut #sub obey me #beel x reader #sub beel #obey me x reader #obey me x mc #top reader #dom reader #top male reader

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bloodynectarine · 1 year

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Boiling point

After weeks of holding himself together and setting clear boundaries, only for them to be broken over and over again, MC snaps.

tags. male mc, post-lesson 16, belphie is his own trigger warning, angst, ptsd, mild violence, hurt and comfort.

notes. i don't want therapy, i want revenge. everyone got over belphie killing us way too quickly, and i find it frustrating. you know what would be really fun? to punch belphie. love him, but the amount of serotonin he would bring into my life if i could just… punch him once. a boy can dream.

Dying and somehow living to tell the tale was not exactly in your plans when you decided to help the demon stuck in the attic.

Sure, you knew it was dangerous and sure, you understood it was a gamble. But you never quite got that your life was at stake until you felt Belphegor's cold grip around your neck and your vision started to get fuzzy at the edges.

Oh, you thought, with startling clarity.

I'm going to die.

You may still be here, but no, you did not survive Belphegor's wrath and hurt. The sensation of phantom hands pressing down your throat never quite left you.

And Belphegor is nothing but a cruel reminder of the night you died.

First, comes the terror. Even with the pact to protect you, in the days following the event, you can't help but freeze every time Belphegor is in the same room.

As you get used to his presence around the House of Lamentation, as he insists in siting next to you during breakfast and in holding your arm on your way to class, the terror slowly subsides, opening way for a different, less familiar feeling.

Annoyance. Anger. Borderline rage.

Who does he think he is?

Who does he think we are? Best friends, family?

“Belphegor…”, you call for the demon that's already laying on top of your lap, with a tense smile hanging from your lips.

This week's movie night was held in your room. It was one of the rare occasions in which all the inhabitants of the House of Lamentation were present. Even Lucifer is here, looking comically out of place, regal and all seriousness, as if he were in the middle of a meeting and not watching a three-hour-long romance anime film.

Mammon got off from his “rightful place” (“DIBS”, the demon of greed shouted as soon as you sat down, throwing himself across your lap), to rip the remote control out of Levi's hands, who kept rewinding the same scene over and over again (“It's really important for the plot!!!”).

And in the middle of the squabble, Belphegor appeared out of nowhere to climb into your lap, and just. Cuddle.

At your call, he looks up and blinks lazily at you, with his big eyes and his messy bedhead. And the image should be endearing, really, but your chest feels cold, and you can feel your limbs locking in place. You feel trapped, uncomfortable. Ah, it's fear.

“I need. A bit of space. Could you sit somewhere else?”, you manage to let out, and your voice is the only sound in the room. Quarrel and movie long-forgotten, everyone is watching the two of you. Beel was the one who took over and put the film on pause.

Belphegor blinks the drowsiness out of his eyes. His brow furrows, just a little, and if anything, he looks put off by the question, a little lost.

“I don't want to sit anywhere else. I know Mammon was here just seconds ago, but I'm a better cuddle-partner than him anyway. You can ask anyone.”

And he doesn't move. He lays his head against your chest with a yawn.

“I don't…” want to be close to you. You stop yourself from uttering those words, mindful and considerate, truly doing your best. You don't want to lie either, so you decide to play around with the phrasing. “I'd rather you gave Mammon his place back. Or, you know what? I can change seats myself.”

Your tone is as lighthearted as you can manage, and you start to get up from the couch, with Asmo, who's sitting next to you, moving out of the way to give you the space that you need. The space you very specifically asked for.

But Belphegor's weight is heavy against you and traps you in place. Not only that, but his hand reaches for your arm and pulls, looking at you with the same bewildered expression as before, genuinely confused. When you fall against the couch, still under him, you're reminded of how strong he is. Of how weak you're in comparison.

“Oi, Belphie. No one is better at cuddles than me”, says Mammon after a too long pause. “And of course he wants to be with the great Mammon, everyone does. Now move, we still have, like, two hours left of the movie and if we don't finish it tonight, Levi is going to complain all week.”

Levi, who would normally jump into the conversation to defend himself, is barely visible, half hidden between Beel and Satan. His eyes dart between you and the hand that's holding your arm.

“Well, we are already so comfy, so I won't get up”, you wonder who “we” is. Belphegor talks lazily and moves the hand that isn't holding you in a dismissing manner, as if this was not more than a bothersome request, interrupting his nap for nothing.

Your teeth grind together, and there it is, once again. The ugly pressure that holds your gut in a tight grip, the heavy discomfort in your throat. Once foreign, but now you can tell it apart so easily. Anger.

“Belphegor. You heard him already.” This time, Lucifer is the one talking, and he sighs as he gets up, coming closer in an attempt to pry him away from you.

“Oh, please.” Belphegor rolls his eyes, clearly irked by Lucifer's intervention. “We are okay. Right?”, he looks back at you, and this time around his voice is filled with doubt, bordering hopeful, searching for something in your eyes.

“We aren't.” At last, you say it, flatly, and it comes out sharper than you intended, if the way Belphegor flinches and Asmo whimpers is any indication. You're tired, what little patience you have left is quickly running out thanks to the stubborn remarks and your words falling on deaf ears. “Let me move.”

The demon on your lap has the gall to look affronted, hurt. His bewildered expression does nothing more than increase the feeling already boiling deep within you. You can feel Satan's eyes boring in your cheek, but you refuse to look at him.

“Hey… Relax”, Belphegor mutters, now looking a little concerned too. For you. He's worried about you, and yet he still won't get up. “Are you okay? What's wrong?”

What's wrong.

What's wrong?

You're so taken aback by the question that by the time you react, his hand is already on its way to hold your cheek.

The most violent of flashbacks comes through you, a whiplash that hits you with the force of a truck. His handprints on your neck, trying to catch your breath, feeling cold all over, with the only warmth coming from your own blood ringing loudly in your ears, flowing right next to his voice, so full of hatred.

You can't freeze this time around, you need to move, you need to run, you need to do something, anythi--

“Belphie, I don't think you sh--” Satan tries to warn him, but it's too late.

By the time Belphegors fingertips touch your cheek (and this time they're warm, not dead-cold, you notice with surprise) your fist is already hitting against his nose, punching him right in the middle of his face, with a force you didn't even knew you had in you.

Not that you've ever done it before, but you can imagine this is what it feels like to hit a wall. Your hand hurts and goes numb.

The impact pushes Belphegor against the cushions, his hands flying to cover his nose. And any other day it would have been impossible, your punch would never land (he's that much faster, that much stronger), but right now he was so worried about you, so desperate to stick by you. His guard was as down as it will ever be.

His nose is bleeding, you notice, at the same time as Asmo gets up with a gasp. Levi shrieks in the background, and Mammon let's out this weird noise, a mix between one of his “Oi”, your name, and a scream.

Everything stands still, and, to your credit, you're just a shocked as everyone else.

With the punch, all anger has left your body, and now you're just a bunch of nerves, looking at Belphegor with big eyes. Belphegor looks back at you, so shocked, and you suddenly feel like crying. Oh, how much you hate being an angry-crier.

Satan is the one that breaks the silence, with a heavy sigh. “Told you so.”

Beel comes next, taking two steps in your direction but stopping when you raise your palm. You're trembling, but you come close to Belphegor all the same, refusing to back down.

“Asshole.” It's the first thing you say, and defying the impossible, Belphegor's eyes grow even wider as you tower over him, kneeling on the couch.

“Are you deaf? Wasn't I clear enough? Loud enough?”, and when you raise your fist in the air, Lucifer approaches, but all you do is gently punch Belphegor's chest. Again and again. “I told you to move. Several times. And still, you didn't. I was… I was dying of fear, and you weren't moving.”

“You, inconsiderate shit.” Punch. “You, deaf moron.” Punch.

“You… Stubborn cow.”

Belphegor has let the blood simply flow across his face, and now he's kneeling in front of you, holding his own hands, the same surprised look on his face.

And that's that.

You let your arms fall with a groan and simply sigh. For Diavolo, violence really isn't for you, you are so tired.

“S-Should we separate them?” Levi asks in a trembling voice, frantically waving his hands, unable to decide whether to approach or flee.

“No. He has more to say.” Satan gently holds Levi's wrists, and waits.

That's when you realize that yes, you got more to say. In fact, you've had something to say for way too long, and now you're dying to get it off your chest.

“I gave you my trust, and I knew I was being childish and reckless in doing so, but all I wanted was to help. I cried for you, I felt for you, and I did everything I could to be by your side even though all I had to offer was just. Just me. Mortal, human. And in response, you killed me.” Belphegor recoils at your words, but you go on.

“It hurt. It still hurts, even now. Sometimes I see you and all I can think about is your betrayal.”

Belphegor looks down, biting his lips, in silence. You can see his hands shaking, and you remember your talk under the stars, his eagerness when he offered you a pact. When he gave you the control you needed. His hands were shaking back then, too.

With a groan, you reach out to hold his chin, lifting his face. You take the long sleeve of your pajamas and begin to wipe the blood running down his chin, across his lips. Slowly, with care.

Your fingers run through his hair just to be able to look directly into his eyes. He looks anxious, fearful, and you know that your next words have the power to break or mend his heart.

So you decide to, once more, open yours and leave the rest in his hands.

“I don't hate you. And this isn't me cutting our ties. I understand your pain, I really do. Please, understand mine.”

Your thumb caresses over his forehead. Carefully, gently.

“I need time. I'll let you know when I'm ready.”

Belphegor inhales and exhales deeply, holding your gaze. Slowly, but surely, he takes your hand between his, from his forehead to his lips, leaving the lightest of kisses against your palm. You feel the pact mark that binds you together tremble and sing.

“I'm sorry. For the pain, for my insistence, I just… Wanted to be close. I need to be close. I'll wait for you.”

Straightforward as ever. But you are struck by the sincerity in his voice, in his eyes, and this time around it takes you no more than a second to nod.

“Right. Be good and wait for me.”

Unable to resist, you pat his head, just as you would to a small, rebellious child. He's the baby of the family, after all. He groans, and you laugh, feeling so much lighter. And unbelievably tired.

By the time you remember that you're not alone in the room and turn around to placate the others, you make eye contact with Satan.

He's looking prouder than ever, the little smile on his lips telling enough. “Go on”

The brothers needed no further prompting to launch themselves at the two of you, a jumble of limbs and shrill voices.

“MC, that was, as usual, reckless. From now on, fist fights are forbidden in and out of the house. Evade further conflicts.”

“B-But wasn't MC so cool?!?! Belphie is so much stronger, but he was down with one punch! W-way too op, MC!!”

“Oi! Human, how dumb can ya be?! Tell me before you go around punchin' demons, I can punch them for ya!”

“I knew you were good at controlling your anger, but I never imagined that much. You are full of surprises.”

“Belphie, gosh, your clinginess finally got you in trouble, mh? Your surprised face was so cute! Do you need concealer?”

“Belphie, does it hurt? Do you need ice? We have popsicles in the freezer… Wait, I ate them all yesterday, sorry Belphie… Do you want me to go and buy more? MC, which flavor would you like?”

“We are good, Beel.” Belphegor answers, still looking at you. “Right?”

You laugh at his not-so-subtle search for assurance, and your chest feels astonishingly full. “We will be, for sure.”

Movie night turns right into a sleepover after that, as every single one of the demon brothers refuses to leave your room. Lucifer might roll his eyes, but he still settles on your couch, right next to Satan.

And for the first time in weeks, you're able to close your eyes and rest, feeling safe and at home.

ao3 ― writing tag

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friendly-reject · 1 year

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Fuck sake, this is getting annoying

When will writers realise that calling your piece 'Genderneutral' than slapping us in the face with "Good girl" or "Good boy" isn't yk AT ALL GENDER-NEUTRAL, how would you like it if I wrote something and called it 'Female reader' than called you everything gender related under the sun that wasn't at all close to female? You'd hate it wouldn't ya? Cause at this point, ya'll wanna fight istg.

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btdemaru · 8 months

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Hellooo, could you do obey me brothers reactions to touching their abs?

ABS ABS ABS

[obey me brother x GN!MC]

Note : I've been extremely busy so im so sorry this took so long.. but anyways ABS 🤤

Warnings : a little suggestive

"oh? you've been eyeing me for awhile haven't'cha?" he spoke as he held your hand, guiding it over his abs and pecs shamelessly. "You can touch somethin' else if you're up for it~"

- ASMODEUS, belphegor, mammon(?)

"hey! watch where you're touching, pervert..!" would secretly hoping you continue, the feeling of your hands on his body just gets him all tingly, wants to tell you but gets too defensive before you even say anything.

- beelzebub, LEVIATHAN, satan

"Mc... If you wanted to do it you could've just said so." His kind innocent smile but you know damn well it's the opposite of innocent. "Let's go somewhere private, shall we?"

- Satan, LUCIFER

"why do you like touching it so much..? It's just muscles" asking you as he scratched the back of his head "i mean i did work hard for it don't you have anything to praise me with?"

- MAMMON, beelzebub

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tomakoshark · 10 months

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Beelzebub: "You are what you eat, you know what that means right?"

Mc: "I'm a dick."

Asmo: *WHEEZES*

Lucifer: “Mc that is NOT-!

Mammon: *blushing* “W-what the hell is that supposed to mean?!”

Mc: “Oh you know damn well.”

Mammon: *nervously looks away, face bright red*

Satan: “I don’t want to be here anymore.”

Belphegor: “Seconded.”

#obey me shall we date #obey me nightbringer #obey me x mc #obey me x male reader #obey me x reader #obey me imagines #obey me headcanons #obey me incorrect quotes #I love beel #sorry not sorry #mammon was my target this time #blushey boy #obey me trans mc #obey me trans reader #obey me x trans mc #obey me x trans reader

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shy-baby-birb · 4 months

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Adorable Beelzebub Appreciation Post!

Just a bunch of Beel's cards where he's being absolutely adorable!

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Why is he so damn cute!? Oh my lord, I just wanna squish him! I just wanna hug him and hold him and squeeze him and run my fingers through his hair! Dude, his smile! I think I'm going blind!

Interested in my other stuff? Check out the AppreciationArchive!

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white-sinner · 10 months

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Seven brothers and their boyfriends

Sixth born beelzebub and male cooking lover reader

Smut

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Beel, the sun between the twins your relationship could be summed up with the word sweethearts so let's be serious you two are literally two parties coming together the Avatar of Gluttony and our M/N who loves to cook

when you two first met you didn't get to talk to him much but you knew he liked to eat so you decided to bake him some cookies

you were usually the most frequently to cook since you were very good and beel in those moments was always near you and while he tried not to take anything from the pots, you talked about anything, how was the day at the RAD, interests, how you felt in the Devildom

after a while you two started hanging out as friends and while you enjoyed hanging out with him, Beel started to fall in love with you

so he decided to woo you, one of the movie nights there was no place to sit and while you were about to sit on the floor Beel insists you sit on his legs, other ways for him were to give you chocolates in the shape of hearts and peluche

when you two got together all the brothers were ok with with the thing only one not…. Belphegor, you know that brother or sister who, when there is a person with whom you have a relationship, tries to intimidate this person? here is your situation

almost all of your dates are in some cafe, restaurant or buffer

one thing bell really likes to do is train with you he finds it nice to have a partner workout

once upon a time some demons below the RAD tried to bully you but when they saw beel they ran away bhe beel if he wanted to eat them alive so word got around not to try anything against you at the RAD except you had a desire to be eaten alive

with beel it's really difficult for quarrels to happen more than anything else I think it's when you accidentally ate something of his but after these quarrels he usually comes to you to apologize

SMUT

beel really wanted you that day so he got the idea you two would watch a movie, when he invites you you decided to bring some snacks as beel always finished the ones he had before the movie even started to your surprise him she had chosen a love movie when halfway through the movie he couldn't take it anymore and pushed you down on the bed

“M/n can I? “

"yes beel please"

so he start taking off your clothes as he kissed you softly when i start fucking you he did it softly his cock was going in and out of you slowly he knew he was way bigger than you after every orgasm you had he would sit you on his cock and make you drink he wanted to make sure you were well and cared for

what about Belphegor? he slept in the living room

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#male reader #male x male #male y/n #x male smut #male x reader #obey me x male reader #sub male reader #sub reader #om! beelzebub #obey me beel x mc #beel x mc #shall we date beelzebub #obey me smut #beelzebub x male reader #beel smut #beelzebub x reader #beelzebub x mc

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toastermoth · 4 months

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playfighting hcs with obey me brothers? them with a mc who is always playfighting, over the smallest matters, mc just finds it funny

Playfights OM!Brothers x GN!Reader (Can be seen as platonic or romantic)

I'm sorry if this isn't what you had in mind anon :( ALSO ASMO USES ANY PRNS IN MY STORIES!! EDIT: HEY I POSTED THIS EARLY ACCIDENTALLY SO YEAH- IT'S FINALLY DONE THOOO

Lucifer: 1st Born

He finds it annoying at first

One day he's doing his work and you ask for his advice and he blows you off

"Y/n I need to get this work done."

Insert you making this face -> 0:<

Next thing he knows he's pushing you with ONE FINGER while you're trying to climb on him

Now that was at first, eventually he finds it amusing especially since he has the height advantage over you

Occasionally he'll take a break from his work and playfight with you

He doesn't try to do anything drastic since he also has the strength advantage over you (He's a literal fookin demon-)

Sometimes will let you win just to see the satisfaction on your face

"Okay okay you win Y/n."

"HELL YEAH I WINNN!!"

He finds it very cute when you win and will overtime make it harder for you to keep challenging you

Will never admit it but he always finds it fun for him and for you.

Mammon: 2nd Born

He'd probably the the person you playfight the most with

And most of the time it isn't you who makes the first move it's HIM

But when you do initiate it he will hold some restraint because he doesn't want to hurt you but will play more rough with you than Lucifer.

"OWW OKAY I SURRENDER YOU CHEATER!"

"IT'S PURE SKILL MAMMON I REIGN SUPREME!"

"REMATCH ME RIGHT NOW THIS TIME I'LL WIPE THAT SMUG SMILE OFF YOUR FACE! YA HEAR ME?"

His face looks like this when you beat him -> ):<

Probably will play dirty like sitting on your back when you're down, tickling you, ect.

So you're also gonna need to play dirty >:)

Tickle him and you will 90% of the time win-

He likes playfighting especially when he gets a rise out of you and challenges you or you challenge him to multiple rounds

Has fun even if he loses and will always think of it as a way to get closer to his human

Levi: 3rd Born

Tbh would playfight you the least next to Asmo.

Poor boy would be too scared he'd hurt you :(

If you'd initiate it he'd feel more comfortable and wouldn't do anything drastic maybe only tickling

Overtime however he'd probably be more up to doing things! (Only if you do them first-)

"HAHAHA- Y/N I GIVE!! TICKLES SO MUCH!!!"

"I REIGN SUPREME!!!"

If you beat him in a game one he usually wins at, he will playfight you first when you're never expecting it.

"FLAMING LEVICHAN TACKLEEE!"

"Hwa- LEVI WHA-"

Insert you being tickled profusely with Levi not letting up

Would get embarrassed after your playfight session usually-

He's very happy and feels special when you playfight with him, even if you do it to the rest of the brothers he still feels special knowing he has a friend that he can playfight with.

Satan: 4th Born

Would probably be one of the meanest when you playfight-

When he's at school or reading he'll probably just blow you off

However if you and him are just at the house of Lamination he will happily playfight with you

He can go easy on you, but chooses not to so expect most of the victories to be his

"CMON YOU CAN'T JUST BEAT ME THEN USE ME AS A READING CHAIR-"

"If I recall you're the one who started this playfight and I won by sitting on you when you were down. I'm simply taking advantage of this opportunity."

Probably would be the smuggest motherfucker out of all of them-

He would let you win sometimes however

"Haha! The victory is yours, I am at your mercy Y/n."

"WOOOO VICTORY IS MINE!!"

Has one time forgot he was sitting on you and you had to punch his leg to get him to get off of you so you don't break your fookin back-

Since he usually is knife and neck with Lucifer he never really saw the use in 'playtime' but loves the times when you choose to playfight with HIM and he'd definitely warm up to it quickly.

(I love Satan sm-)

Asmo: 5th Born

Would playfight the least since they think that it'll ruin his beauty

After a while and lots of small tacklings he'll playfight with you!

"heyyyyyy SURPRISE ASMO!!!"

"WAH- Oh you rascal come here you!!"

Since she doesn't want to be seen as a 'brute' he doesn't really fight you- mostly just play around by tickling you or like Satan will sit on you and test makeup on you!

However if you win expect a very cute giggly Asmo

"Okay you win I lose! I'll do whatever you want now sweetie!"

Also would probably be the most fair-

if you lose he gets to do whatever they want to you (Usually makeup and fashion shows)

If he loses they'd let you do anything to her

Even though the fights may not be 'pretty' they still mean a lot to Asmo and they know it means just as much to him as it does to you.

Beel: 6th Born

The gentle giant of the brothers and wouldn't do anything to hurt you

Even tickling would make him nervous :((

Does that stop your chaotic ass? Nope!

However he does see sometimes playfighting as a way to get stronger physically and but he still gets nervous at least the first few times.

"Hey Beel guess what? "

"Hm yea y/n- WHA-?"

"FLYING Y/N ATTACKKKK!!!"

He quickly warms up to it tho and eventually goes along with it tho he does sometimes the same things as you-

"Hey y/n?"

"Yes Beel?- WAITWAIT I CAN'T CARRY YOU-"

So if you do that to him and win he will do that to you and win (question mark?)

Will playfully wrestle you too over time (he lets you win tho because he's awesome)

He cares about your wellbeing physically but also mentally and if you find it fun then he's alright with it!

Extra: One way to win quickly is if you climb on him and basically ride his shoulders-

"I'M THE TALLEST IN THE WORLDDDD!!! ME AND BEEL WORLD DOMINATION!!"

Belphie: 7th Born

He will act annoyed and will not playfight... unless you challenge him.

"Well I guess you're too scared to face me Belphie!"

"Is that a fucking challenge?"

Expect most of the playfighting to take place on bed or couch. He needs to be on something squishy and comfy (and so do you because fluffy blankets and pillows)

Lots of wrestling and pillow fights-

"HAHA I WI-" *insert you hitting him right in his face with a pillow*

He'd probably playfight you the 2nd most because he will fight you over everything.

Poke him? You get hit with a pillow.

Try to wake him up? Expect to be wrestled down and a snuggle buddy.

Hit him with a pillow? You will get hit with two pillows on either side. Do not underestimate this man with pillows.

If you lose expect to be slept on and if you win then you'd have to drag him to wake him up-

He may act like he doesn't enjoy it, but him seeing how much fun you have can't make him but smile at how much fun he's having

OKAY HI THIS TOOK FUCKING FOREVER. I APOLOGIZE </333

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cowboyfatgum · 4 months

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Beelzebub likes/knows how to play the guitar, and because Belphie knows about this he gives Beel a guitar that's painted to look like a burger, and surprisingly Beelzebub never tries to eat it because it's a gift from his dear brother<3<3

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me x male reader #shall we date obey me #beelzebub avatar of gluttony #shall we date belphegor #beelzebub x mc #belphegor x mc #shall we date beelzebub #obey me belphie #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #beelzebub x reader #belphegor x reader #beelzebub #obey me beel

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l1tw1ck · 1 year

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Don't Play With Your 'Food'

Beel indulges in a tasty meal (you)

Words used for Reader [Testosterone, Pre-Op]: Hole, Length, Sweetness, Mountains, Breasts, Pussy, Squirting, Cunt

Bottom!FTM!Omega Reader x Top!Alpha Beelzebub

[Event] [No AFAB Language Ver (AO3)]

CW: Non-Con Somnophilia, Cunnilingus, Belly Bulge, Nipple Play + Sucking, Groping, Creampie, Knotting

📝 663 Words

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Thanks to Mammon's idiocy, you got to spend the night in Beel's room. He slept on the couch while you slept in his bed, and you thought that'd be it.

You didn't think Beelzebub would do anything to you in your sleep, it's not like you're a slice of cake or anything. At least that's what you thought.

Beelzebub turns up his nose to a sweet, tasty smell coming from his bed. He hurries over to you, searching around for whatever could be causing such a delicious smell.

He's so hungry that he pulls your shirt off to find what he's looking for. He glances at your nipples, feeling somewhat hungry from the sight of them but he continues his search down to your bottoms and pulls them off then your boxers.

Beel licks his lips, a delicious looking meal presented in front of him. You were having a wet dream and letting out pheromones. He can't help but move your legs apart and bury his head in between them.

He laps at your wetness, groaning at how sweet you taste. He knows he can't bite so he makes good use of his tongue, pushing it inside your pulsing hole.

You moan softly in your sleep, moving your hips against his face. He brings his hand to your small length, jerking you off and gaining some more of your sweetness.

Beelzebub reaches down to his pants and palms his boner through the fabric, aching to slide his dick inside you.

You come with a shake, filling Beel's mouth with your cum. He groans at how damn good you taste.

He pulls away and looks down at his hard-on. He's always been told to not play with his food but he can't help himself. Beel quickly fishes out his dick and prods it against your hole.

Beel bites his lip as he pushes himself into you. "Fuck.." He gasps, he knew from his tongue that you taste good but he didn't imagine how much better you would feel around his cock. A bump forms in your stomach, a visual of how big he is and how deep he is inside you.

He looks at the other two tasty treats on your chest, two soft looking mountains of 'yum'. Beelzebub gropes one, his mouth latching onto the other. He sucks on your breast while he squeezes the other, his thumb rubbing against your hardened nipple.

You turn your head to the side, soft moans leaving your lips. "Ah.."

Beel lightly grinds his teeth against your nipple, almost biting it.

Your eyes flutter open just as he thrusts inside you, a shocked moan coming out of you.

"Be- Beel?"

He ignores you, his thrusts becoming routine and rough. He moans around your breast, rutting into you aggressively.

"Fuck-" You moan, lying back and letting him fuck you. Tears fall down your cheeks but not from pain.

Beel finally pulls away from your chest and looks at the glistening lines of water on your cheeks. He licks up your tears, the taste not as good as the taste of your pussy but still good. He moves away from your face and back to your chest, he sucks on your other breast, his hand moving to grope your well-sucked one.

"Yes- yes-" You gasp, feeling an orgasm coming.

Beel feels your cunt clenching around him, causing his dick to twitch inside you. You arch your back, squirting on his cock.

Beelzebub pulls away and frowns, looking down at where the two of you connect. He wishes he could've tasted that too.

He doesn't stop moving and chases his own release, thrusts becoming rougher and sloppier.

You briefly wonder what'll happen if a demon comes inside you but you don't get enough time to ask or stop him because he's already spilling his cum inside you, and forming a knot.

Beel licks his lips, staring at your saliva drenched chest.

"Why didn't you tell me you were so tasty, human?"

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