#chapter 16 spoilers

[zoobus]

you're the new head writer of the obey me series- what's the first thing you're doing?

Assuming time travel to fix these things

Make Nightbringer (NB) Satan like that from the start

KEEP NB Satan like that. Stop giving him emotional growth after two fucking chapters. He wants to be bad!

Drop hints that Diavolo's goofy, male-big-boobed-extrovert energy is a facade. He's so lovable and I want to support every stupid idea he throws out - wouldn't it be great if he knew that? That you're taking the king of hell so lightly?

Make Lilith haunt the narrative. They fought a war against God for her and LOST and she does NOT matter.

^Part of the above. No one holds a grudge against Beel for not protecting the sole reason they went to war, which is bizarre and stupid. ALL of them hate him now. If only there was someone he could rely on...someone who could change their hearts

The dynamic between Barbatos and Solomon is good but the reason is dumb. Make it some The Devil Went Down to Georgia type shit

This is just me but I think it's funny every time they release a Lucifer or Diavolo card and the story makes you third wheel while they hug up on each other. I laugh and laugh and laugh. I would make Lucifer/Diavolo more overt. I would hammer home that you will never have what they share. There's nothing you have to offer that could compare. Go sit in the cuck chair.

Hornier events. I have my team of writers throw darts at the sex page on tvtropes and we work from there.

Belphegor gets his own rewrite section for reasons fans already know

my sister went to earth and broke a big rule by her own volition, thus I must genocide humanity -> my sister was charmed by a human who turned out to be a cultist that sacrificed her in an attempt to achieve immortality, thus I must genocide humanity*

Belphie murders you in front of the people who said they love you and they’re not mad at him once you’re all better -> Belphie murders you and they're still mad at him once you’re all better

The immediate conflict post Belphie-murdering-you-with-no-consequences is the brothers feeling kinda awkward and you have to help clear the air -> The immediate conflict post Belphie-murdering-you is the brothers giving him the cold shoulder. Belphie comes groveling to you to help clear the air (you will be railroaded into doing so, I'm fine with that)

You get one (1) dialogue option where you can mildly rebuke Belphie for successfully killing you -> You can tell Belphie to kill himself multiple times throughout the story if you so wish

Belphie drops the manipulative, homicidal psycho act for snarky, youngest brother and never looks back -> Belphie is a snarky youngest brother who regularly tries to manipulate you, occasionally expresses homicidal thoughts, and possibly leans towards yandere.

Just...stop it with the Anti-Lucifer Force. It's pathetic. We literally went from “successful murder attempt” to “hot sauce in wine” in half a chapter

*Racism is bad but at least let it be based on something?? His motive is like Adam starting a war against apples

[usernu11]

Please Believe Me

Belphegor betrayed his brothers, he betrayed the lasting memory of his late sister, but more importantly; he betrayed you.

warnings* mentions of death; chapter 16 spoilers

tags* gn!reader, no pronouns mentioned, not proof read, angst, possible ooc belphegor

notes* this has been cooking up for weeks as a concept but got an opportunity to post due to an event goin on over on twitter

The thing that Belphegor feared the most was the possibility of you hating him.

You knew this for a fact; it's not like he made it hard to figure out anyway. He was insensately clingy when it came to you; always needing to be around you, touching you in some sort of way no matter how nicely you tried to tell him off. He was scared that you'd push him away for good; he needed to make sure that he was able to stay by your side. You knew this, the reason behind it, and yet. It pissed you off to no end.

He was scared? Belphegor, a powerful demon in his own right despite being the youngest, was scared of you? It was as if nothing had happened, as if it was always like everyone was always a big happy family. Even the rest of the brothers, they moved on as if it was nothing. You made a pact with him, got power over him, so that was it right? Everything was good, right?

"Belphegor, I'm trying to sleep." It was always when you were seconds away from drifting to sleep that Belphegor found himself wandering into your room and sliding into your bed. You were used the some of the brothers, mainly Mammon, cuddling up next to you at unreasonable times of the night. However, you always found yourself relaxing after waking up from their intrusion and drifting right back to dream land a little warmer and safer than before. That was never the case with Belphegor.

"Then go to sleep." The demons lithe fingers make their way around your waist, the tips digging into the fabric of your pajamas. The skin underneath where his hands lay raise and shivers at the contact. You wish he wouldn't get so close to you, you wish he would use his hands to make contact with you.

Your body always seizes and trembles when he's around but your temperature drops and your neck aches when you feel his hands on you. You know he can feel your body rejecting his entire being, and yet he still insists on this nightly ritual.

Sleep almost never comes until he forces it onto you, voice inches away as he sleepily chastises you about your poor sleeping habits. You only feel a sense of peace when his voice starts to feel farther and farther away until you think you're alone in your bed once more.

The first time it happened you were skeptically surprised that you hadn't dreamt about the awful memories of you meeting your end. You had tried to convince yourself that maybe you were overthinking the whole thing, that maybe you were suppose to have moved on and forgiven Belphegor. It took two more nights before you wised up, reminding yourself that these were demons; they might seem like family to you, but they were demons through and through.

You always woke up dreaming of the brothers. You woke up just when they all smiled at you, drowning you in love and comforting you awake. Your chest felt warm, but your mind was always icy cold. He was always there, in the background with a guilty look on his face. He was always murmuring apologies in between all of the ruckus, barely heard above the rest of the words flooding your senses.

Both you and Belphegor knew that he didn't deserve to be in those dreams and yet he conjured them up with himself in them anyway.

A coward, that's what you thought of him after the third night. You always glared at him when the dream appeared, never focusing on the brothers surrounding you and begging for your attention; you always look at him as you felt yourself start to awaken, judging and filled with complicated feelings. He stopped apologizing around that time, always looking down towards the ground and avoiding your anger filled gaze.

Tonight was suppose to be no different, and yet you awoke feeling sick. Your head was fuzzy, your chest felt dead cold and your pajamas were soaked in a thin layer of sweat that covered your skin. What unsettled you the most was Belphegor clutching you tight, your back was against his chest and both his arms kept you captive on your side within the bed.

Your brain wasn't working properly and you immediately could feel a sense of panic start to ripple throughout your body. You took deep, long breathes and held them for as long as you were able before restarting the process; you didn't want to break down, not while the person who was causing you the distress was right there. You go through your breathing ritual until you're able to make your body listen to you, a shaky hand slowly making its way towards your face in an attempt to rub the blurriness out of your eyes.

It's raining, you belatedly notice after a loud thunder strike breaks your concentration and makes it hard to breathe again. Suffocating, the entire situation was nothing but suffocating. Seeing as how it was still dark and the usual chatter from the brothers coming from the dining hall wasn't present, you must have woken up too early. Too early for Belphegor to have unwrapped himself from you, too early for the lie of a comforting nights sleep to play in your dreams.

A weak, pathetic whimper escapes before you're able to reign it in but it was just all too much. Of course you weren't sleeping well, of course the coward in your bed wasn't just trying to pathetically apologize in a roundabout way. Who did he think he was, your savior? The knight in shining armor shielding you from the horrors he caused? Did he think you would appreciate his efforts?

Too much, it was just all too much and you were sick of trying to accommodated his needs. Your body goes into a state of panic as you desperately try to wriggle out of Belphegors' grasp, tears are rolling down your cheeks and making the pillow supporting your head uncomfortably damp.

His hands only seem to tighten their hold on you.

"Let go you piece of shit, I said let me go!" You know he's awake, you know he's aware of everything he's done to you and yet he just can't let you go and it hurts. More than anything else it hurts. You're sobbing now, feet feebly kicking him in an attempt to get him to move; you know it's not going to work either way, if anything your kicks hurt you more than they do him. "W-Why are you doing this to me? Why can't you just l-leave me the fuck alone. I want nothing to do with you, B-Belphegor." His name feels like lead to say and you have to force it out while holding back the urge to vomit. "I d-don't want to be close with you, I don't want to forgive you. I don't w-want to like you. I ha-"

A sudden crushing tug against your stomach cuts you off, it makes you go dizzy as your mind visualizes the worst of situations. You don't want to die without getting it all out, without making him suffer just as much as you have.

"-rry." You can barely hear his words under the rapid beats of your heart that seem to come straight from inside your head. You don't want to listen to what he has to say. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry, so please don't-" His arms loosen their grip on you, trembling hands lay resting against your stomach in a weak attempt to soothe the pain. You don't want to recognize the fear in his words, the trembling of his entire body; none of it, you don't want to process any of it.

"Shut up. S-shut up, I know you don't mean it. I know you're not saying t-that to me." You take the chance to rip out of his hold and crawl over the the farthest side of the bed; you rest your body against the cold wall, knees resting against your chest as you sit against it. Your eyes try and focus on the floor ahead of you, anything to get away from the situation, away from the emotions, away from him.

Belphegor makes an attempt to sit up and move towards you but stops as soon as he sees your huddled figure. He does nothing but stare for awhile, the sound of rain rapping against the window fills the room and fills it with a warped sense of calm. Even the thunder is a welcome inclusion; it helps block out the thoughts that refuse to leave you alone. It's as soon as your breathing is under control and the sweat gathered on your skin feels cold and gross that Belphegor feebly says your name.

"Is it the guilt? That you killed the last of what remains of your sister? Or maybe it's the looks your brothers gave you while they sobbed and cradled my dead body." You can't help the bite that edges your words, you're just left with nothing but anger at it all after the fear takes a back seat.

"That's-" He pauses, processing his words before he speaks again. "It's not just them. I regret what I did to you and I regret the pain I caused them."

A dry laugh leaves your mouth. "You sure don't act like it. You never listen to me, your torment me day and and out and you have the audacity to say you regret it. You don't even know me."

"I want to know you!" He suddenly screams at you, voice dripping with desperation. It unsettles you and the raise in volume makes you flinch; something he doesn't fail to notice. "Sorry, I'm sorry I just-" A breathe shaky and what sounds to be a sniffle. "I don't want to ruin it. What you have with them."

"Bullshit." You're glaring at him now, eyes barely able to make since of his features in the dark of the room. "They already forgave you, hell, they never stopped seeing you as their precious younger brother. The only one who hasn't forgiven you is me. Not once have you been honest with me. Not then, not in those dumb dreams and not even now."

Another flash of thunder passes and illuminates the room for just a brief second. You wish it hadn't, you wish you weren't looking at him as it happened.

You wish you didn't see the tears, didn't recognize the pained expression, didn't empathize with the torment that wracked him.

"I was scared. You were so nice, my brothers really seemed to like you as well. You came to me with innocent intentions, a pure soul and heart. I started to want to get to know you, I started to see you as something other than just a disgusting human." You want to block out the sounds of his sobbing, you want to block out his pain and pretend like you don't care in the slightest. "I took it out on you. I regret it. I'm sorry. I'm so-sor-" His voice breaks as he finally gives into the tears.

You wanted to hurt him, tell him everything he didn't wish was true when he's at his lowest. You hate him.

You hate him so much you uncurl yourself and move away from the wall.

You hate him enough to wipe away his years.

You hate how he crumbles at your touch.

You hate how you understand the 'why' behind his actions.

You hate how you don't hate him in the slightest.

You hate how you know how much he regrets it, how desperate he is in trying to show you how much he cares about you. You know he's hypervigilant when it came to how you reacted to him, how he knew to give you space but was deathly afraid of you pushing him away for good. He made you mad, he made you angrier than you've ever been in your life. He killed you and you will never forgive him for it.

You're aware of this and yet you care. Deep down you find yourself trying your hardest to understand and to not reject him because he was hurt, he was hurt and he hurt you in return. He's ignorant, he felt betrayed and he was alone. You'll never forgive him, he knows this. It's a permanent scar that will always linger between the both of you.

"You scare me. No matter how much I try and block it out my mind remembers how it felt to die. It remembers who did it to me." Your hands are covered in his tears and snot and you have half a mind to not comment on how gross it makes you. "I just want to process it and overcome that fear. I know you're trying to help but you're being selfish about it. If I say I need space then please give it to me."

Belphegor all but nods, heavy head leaning into your hands as if savoring the small amount of contact you've allowed him. You can't help but let out a sigh. "I really don't trust you very much. But I'll try, so can you try for my sake as well?"

"I will. I promise I will. Please believe me, just this once." His voice sounds weak and small and the way he's slouched makes him look like a little kid getting scolded by their parent.

It looks a little endearing. Just a little.

ao3 *** about me

[centuryberry]

GAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

CHAPTER 16 OHMIGOSH IT'S JUST SO MUAH OHMIGOSH I LOVES IT SO SO MUCH AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA HOLY MOTHER OF BROWNIES YUE JUST SO DIPOLATIC CAUSE SHE KNOWS SHE'S A QUEEN AND SHE OWNS IT!!!! GAHHHHUJHHJHJHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH AND SHE'S JUST SO COOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL WHEN SHE'S BEING SO POLITICAL AND AWESOMEEEEEE AND OHMIGOSH LITERALLY BRINGING AO BING BACK :O. GAHJKKKGWAJBHGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH AND ALSO JUST SO. MUCH. ANGSTY. FEELIES BUT IT'S OKAY CAUSE OUR LIL QUEEN IS STRONGG

ALSO ALSO ALSO

NEZHA DESCRIPTION NEZHA DESCRIPTION GWNKEAAHJBJAKJHAKGAHHHHAHHBAJHHAHAHAHHHHHHHHHHHJAWFWFHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

ALSO I HATE AO BING SO MUCH FOR WHAT HE SAID TO YUE LIKE HOW DARE HE!? SAY THAT TO THE LIL QUEEN?! LIKE HE'S GOOD ENOUGH FOR HER?! D:<

Hehe ❤️ We get some diplomatic Queen Yue in action. Even after her home base gets burned down, she takes her job seriously and represents her people the best she can.

Honestly, bringing Ao Bing back from the dead was one of her greatest work - and she did it legally too. Too bad all that work bit her in the butt when he just ✨ decided ✨ that they’d be married without her opinion or input on the matter.

Knew you’d like the Nezha description, haha. He has a new look and maybe some new (old?) abilities that comes with it. Also, some lore and daddy issues added on top of that, just for our favorite Demon Child.

(Regrettably, I couldn’t delve into Nezha and Ao Bing’s parallels even more in this chapter, but their relationship is complicated.)

Ao Bing is such a piece of work, but he’s not a monster. It’s the mix of dragon pride and entitlement that makes him so unbearable, but he’s honestly the product of his clan’s toxic and traditional upbringing. In Xiaotian’s game, he was more aware of his privileges and how his upbringing in the sea had sheltered him from important lessons. He was more willing to humble himself for the sake of others and show more empathy to the plight of others. Unfortunately, that is not the Ao Bing we see here. He has a lot of growing up to do if he wants to reach that point, but for now he’s a dumb teen.

(He definitely doesn’t deserve her. Thankfully, our little queen knows her worth.)

[wrxxn]

am i the only one who’s going through like, stages of acceptance with belphegor?  i’ll be honest and say i absolutely hated him the first year or so i played the game and only really found myself liking him when paired with beel since the trio dymanic is really cute. however, lately (after taking like half a year off the game mind you) he’s kinda grown on me? a lot of my gripe came from chapter 16 and how i feel like his character was absolutely BUTCHERED but after making some hc’s that would have a proper-ish outcome and recovery period for not only the brothers, but belphie and MC i can’t help but see him in a better light.  the whole killing you thing is still a rough hurdle for me to try and wrap my head around but then again almost everyone has threatened mc’s life so i guess it’s more like i don’t see my particular mc getting over the whole death thing too easily while being able to fall in love with him afterwards.

[emotional-mess-in-distress]

The space in between.

[natsumencaps]

Got all huffhuff over my protagonist having a hard time till Shougin slapped me back to reality lol.

Drew this after I finished this chapter, I really like this section of the story! 

[jamiepridejester]

[suntails]

dance of dreams

[vicartless-bowuigi-space-au]

“What are you scared of?”

Luigi felt the Star's unease fill his every being—a child shaking in a dark alley, crowding against a corner with no escape. And with a voice that stole Luigi's breath, the Star responded.

“Her.”

[plague-of-insomnia]

Bard in Ch 212

[h0estar]

can we talk about how so many of us practically grew up with noragami? many of us here are now adults who have liked this series since we were kids. we really stuck around long enough to see it through to the end. it's commendable, honestly. waiting in agony every month for whatever hell adatchitoka wanted us to go through was an experience in itself, and this comment made me chuckle thinking about it.

well, they weren't wrong! i have so much love for this series and the journey i had with it from start to finish. noragami is never leaving my heart and mind, and this sick empty feeling when a series i love ends will haunt me for the rest of my days. thank you for all these years. goodbye noragami <3

[laciefuyu]

Random note for whoever cares but the path of maximum pain for Main Story Chapter 14 is:

Main Story Chapter 14 (I) -> Zuo Ran's 4th Birthday Card -> Main Story Chapter 14 (II)

😇

[pioneer-over-c]

blorbo from my prison break

[s30620]

Chapter 16: Acro Silky

Tatsu's visual storytelling is so brilliant. Every single page in this chapter gave me chills, made me tear up. You really don't need narration or many words to convey the emotions of these characters and their story. Tragic, yet beautiful chapter.

[moofshroom]

“i dont have a person i like ...... or friends ......” ME WHEN I STRAIGHT UP LIE. literally the scene after he says this u get the most intimate scene of them with kou asking mitsuba to what really is date number 2 and i just. guys this is straight up right out of a shojo

[dorokora]

What did we learn

That Mononobe is a product of selfcest (what???)

Belphegor wants to have a wedding at the top of Babel Tower (okay..?)

And we may have to fight a future version of MC (hopefully a older version of them)