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seaoflostdreams · 3 years

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Hello ^^ I hope you're having a great day! May I request some sub Belphie headcanons ?

P.S. I love your works ♥️

Pairing: Belphegor x dom!reader

Warnings: verse!Belphie, overstimulation, chastity cages, orgasm denial, somnophilia, clingy!Belphie, crossdressing, sexual roleplay, mentions of sex toys, public

A/N: Here you go! I hope these are alright. Feel free to send in your own headcanons if you'd like to add onto this. If you have headcanons for other characters feel free to send them in too, I'm interestedto see what you guys think :)

I think Belphie wouldn't really care whether he was the top or bottom. He just doesn't want to expend too much energy.

He's bratty most of the time, resulting in many punishments.

His least favourite would be chastity cages along with orgasm denial. It leaves him being needy and just doesn't satisfy him at all.

Belphie would enjoy overstimulation, the slight pain from multiple orgasms mixed with the sensation of cumming is addictive to him.

I think Belphegor would quite like doing things in public, mainly because it can be a hassle to get home. If he feels needy then he needs to deal with it straight away, it doesn't matter if the house of lamentation is an hour away or five minutes. All of it is too long.

For this reason, you will have to start bringing at least one toy with you everywhere you go.

I feel like his main types of love language would be physical touch and quality time.

This would mean that Belphie would need to be touching you pretty much all the time. It could be small like linking your pinkies or full on cuddling. Because of this, he would absolutely hate if you told him he couldn't touch you.

He would also get pretty clingy after sex, wanting to spend time with you, even if you aren't doing anything special. He would follow you like a lost puppy until he gets tiered and naps.

Now, onto the thing most of you are probably thinking. Somnophilia.

Big yes from him.

He enjoys being woken up with you fucking him or stimulating his cock.

But if he is the one fucking you in your sleep, he wants to make you feel extremely good. Belphie would then go on to tell you everything he did while you were asleep with a physical demonstration.

I think that Belphegor would dress up for you in costumes and anything you can imagine.

He would definitely roleplay with you as long as it doesn't require a lot of energy.

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pillowbelphs · 3 years

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Laundry Theft

Genre: fluff

Word count: about 670

@ghoulgirlradio asked: 1&7 from that prompt list for belphie? 👉🏼👈🏼 much love! 💞

Prompts: 1, ““Is that my shirt?” “You mean our shirt?” and 7, ““You’re an idiot.” “But you love me.” from this list

Author’s note: This was so cute and fun to write, I love Belphie sooo bad

if you have any other requests from the prompt list, feel free to send a message!

xoxo moon

You had sent Belphie down to the kitchen to get some snacks before you two would settle down for the night. You had no idea how hard of a task that would prove to be, though, as a certain snack-hungry demon was also raiding the fridge in search of his fifth meal of the day. It had been about ten minutes, and Belphie had not returned from his voyage down stairs.

As you waited, you decided to fold some laundry. It was a mundane task you actually enjoyed to do, as it was nice to feel the soft, warm fabrics that were just pulled from the dryer between your fingertips.

You had finished folding your basket and made your way to Belphie’s, deciding to do him a nice favor that would allow him and you more time to cuddle privately. On top of the load, though, was your favorite shirt of his; it was black and white striped, with long sleeves, that was rather large on Belphie. The fabric was warm and still maintained its cotton feel, even after being washed a thousand times, so it was no wonder why Belphie enjoyed wearing it so much.

Looking at the closed door, you decided that you had enough time for a quick wardrobe change before the aforementioned demon would waltz back into his room. You threw off the shirt you were currently wearing, trading it in for the long-sleeved shirt you were about to fold instead. It felt like clouds against your skin the moment you put it on, the hem of it reaching the mid of your thigh. It wasn’t like a dress on you like Beel’s would have been, but it was long enough to cover what it needed to to be able to wear it without pants. After feeling how nice and warm the shirt was, and how it still smelled like him after being fresh out of the dryer, you had decided—he wasn’t getting this shirt back.

You hummed, continuing to fold the laundry in front of you and placing it in neat piles back in his basket for about ten more minutes, when the door to the attic opened.

“Beel ate the last pudding,” Belphie said, arms filled with snacks as he shut the door with his foot, “So I got us a couple of candy bars instead. They’re also chocolate, so they should be fine—“

He looked over the mountain of snacks he had, to be greeted with a friendly sight of you in his shirt. He couldn’t help but smile softly to himself; it wasn’t everyday that you would wear his things, but he wasn’t the one to complain about it. In fact, he thought you looked adorable, adorned in his shirt that he had known you liked.

“Is that my shirt?” he asked (although he had already known the answer), placing the pile of snacks down on top of his desk, before making his way over to you.

“you mean, our shirt?” you retorted, feeling his arms wrap around your waist as you placed a pair of his jeans back into the basket. “It just came out of the wash, and it’s so warm and comfy.”

you looked back at him, smiling as you raised a sleeve to his nose. he raised an eyebrow, before you continued. “And, it still smells like you, which is a plus.”

He chuckled lightly, shaking his head as he took the remaining clothes from off of his bed and tossing them, unfolded, back into the basket.

“You’re an idiot,” he said, now leaning down on his bed and taking you down with him. You laughed softly, leaning over to grab the bag of popcorn he had brought up and feeding him a piece from it.

“But you love me,” you said in a sing-song voice, kissing his cheek before settling against his chest. He hummed in response, leaning his cheek against the top of your head as he stole another piece of popcorn from the bag.

“I guess I do”.

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