#swd belphegor

[still-a-morosexual-help]

Belphie & Satan tried to make the Anti-Lucifer League into an official club at RAD except they named it the Fuck Lucifer Club and Diavolo showed up so they joined the astronomy & literature clubs instead

[jackalopesao3]

Devs really said, “make him yandere for real this time”.

[anintrovertedechoe]

belphie: im not helping you with the dishes do it urself

MC:

MC: hey belph do you remember-

belphie: dont-

MC: remember the time you killed me after i freed you from ur attic prison and then u laughed over my corpse?. bc i do.

belphie:

belphie: okay jfc ill help you with the fucking dishes

[oceanlipgloss]

MILK

BELPHEGOR.

+ warnings: angst, strong language.

+ my mc is the heroine, so the pronouns are feminine.

Milk helps put souls to sleep. Mouths like to drink it hot. White that once clouded clear glass with twists of steam slithers down throats and pours into stomachs. It’s been that way since old times and the dawn of history, perhaps—a tradition in many households.

As a general rule, children love their nightly pint of hot milk. As grown-ups, many of them cherish it. The liquid had followed them, after all, flowing behind them into good ol’ dull adulthood.

Now he, normally he never needed silly methods like that. No ‘sleep-helpers’ for him, thanks. His organic chemistry championed the slumber department.

Just not that night.

In those star-flecked hours, he just couldn’t sleep.

Dry flakes of milk dotted the glass to his right. Under the lamp’s light they had looked like a blueberry mix: violet freckles, lavender stars, purple planets.

Even with his head in her soft lap, her fingers in his uncombed hair, and the exhaustion slowly glazing the inner chambers of his veins, he couldn’t make himself doze off and away.

Maybe his body would not surrender to sloth because of her presence.

He wasn’t thinking about anything in particular, but his brain was as alive as an electric wire is: a curly leech pulsing with its own sort of glimmering currents and glistening life. There was an entire galaxy in his mind. A milky way.

Something was flicking blurry nightmares at his soul.

His tired eyes watched. Fake planets moved lazily above him, in a perfect circle, almost as though they were doing their own ritual. The ringed one in the middle had to be the oracle. No one knew anything about the little magical meeting. It was amusing; even still objects can do things they want.

He thought of fairy dust.

His head was spinning. He felt dizzy. Not physically. Something inside him was twirling around itself, spiralling. Would anyone understand? If he tried explaining. Would they know what he meant?

One hour, two hours, three. After each other they passed. He could hear her soft breaths. His fingertips pressed against her cheek. Pillow-soft. Someone else would’ve compared it to a marshmallow. A dent formed between her brows. His skin was cold.

Counting stars was too romantic. Rosy. He was in a black mood. Back to the classics: he began to count sheep.

One pink sheep, two pink sheep, three...

Everywhere in the universe, creatures resort to many of the same things, it seems.

It wasn’t that late when the answer came to him. He hadn’t ever lost it, not really. He hadn’t even needed to look. It had been there all along, the thing nagging at him. It crawled to him by itself, on its own hands and feet. It was a fear.

Again he remembered that, years from now—hopefully many, many years from now—on a sleepless night like this, he would be yet another insomniac lying in his bed or on the floors.

Alone.

That night he just couldn’t sleep well. He dreamt of fading stars and planet collisions.

Hot milk helps put souls to sleep, does it? Fuck hot milk. It didn’t do shit, did it?

+notes: I honestly didn't want to log in, but I like to post fics the day I write them on 'cause I don't write dates down next in my notes and instead use Tumblr as a sort of accurate timeline to keep track of when I wrote something/last wrote anything at all my AO3 dates have mostly not heard of accuracy (transl.: since I'm somewhat writing again now, this may very well be repeated). Anyways *quietly sneaks u 100mg of existential horrors*

+ MASTERLIST

+ AO3 POST

©𝙤𝙘𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙡𝙞𝙥𝙜𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙨

[onetoomanyfandomfixations]

OM Demons & Their Broadway Duets

A.k.a the duet you two perform together that’s just a lil bit too on the nose

LUCIFER

You cannot tell me that he’s Not the same person as Hades

Mans has shit to do!!

But that doesn’t stop him from wanting you one bit

He knows he can seduce you, and that’s exactly what he will do

Also has that Stunningly deep voice thats just perfect for this roll

Enjoys making you squirm on stage with his words and voice

Probably circles around you whilst singing

10/10 very hot

Will def invite you to see him after the performance for some quality time

MAMMON

The exact kind of greedy, insecure loving he needs

He wants to sing more because “The Great Mammon deserves the spotlight”

So he sings Elphaba

Tbh, finds it really therapeutic to express his feelings for you so wholly

LOVES that its so intimate; he gets to hold you, with an undeniable excuse!

Gets so flustered during rehearsals

Only makes him love you more

Listens to it often, cause it makes him happy to think of you

He will deny this

LEVIATHAN

He would have died if it was a romance duet, c’mon guys

He was struggling getting on stage as is

So getting to pretend to play video games, right next to you in stage while talking about how he hates everyone else?

Perfect

Has the audio clip of you saying “is it really true, i’m your favourite person”

Listens to it daily

Actually has an Amazing voice, holy shit

It’s Your song and no one else can sing it with you

Probs get the matching pac-man tattoo from the original musical

SATAN

As said before, a hopeless romantic to the core

Thinks this entire musical is god tier

The only one to know and love the entire musical connected to your performance

You see it together “as research” before doing the scene together

Perfect on stage, as expected

Probs cups your face for a Significant portion of the song

Loves being to protector, instead of the persecutor; like he is so often made out to be

Will sing it to you quietly as you slow-dance in his room in the early hours of the morning

Wants it to be the first dance at your inevitable wedding

ASMODEUS

Guess who’s back on their asmo-is-baby bullshit

Mans relates to Audrey So Hard

So its only right he plays her part

You are his Seymor

He tries not to think about it, or else he’ll cry

Thinks its a really beautiful song

Don’t tell him the ending of Little Shop of Horrors, he’ll be devastated

ADORES being on stage, makes every minute of it

Kisses you as soon as the songs over, so deeply and passionately

The audience goes wild

Both of you are grinning wildly

BEELZELBUB

He’s more than happy to sing a song about loving you in front of as many people as you want

Honestly just happy to be spending time with you

Sings Zoe, because he just wants to reassure you that he loves you

Like Lucifer, has a beautifully deep voice

Constantly checking you’re not as insecure as Evan

Makes sure you know he loves you, even if you aren’t insecure in the slightest

A custom bed needs to be built for the two of you to sit on for the scene bc he’s so Large

Puts his heart into the line “I don’t want you to fix what I’d rather forget”, because he needs you to know that you aren’t a replacement for Lilith

He loves you, as you.

BELPHAGOR

Idk what bullying you had to do to get this but go you ig???

Hates JD with a passion

He reminds him too much of how he was during his time in the attic

But it’s almost like a redemption for him; he can do it again but this time he chooses you

He chooses you instead of the anger, the hurt

Voice is probs really raspy because he’s always sleeping

Didn’t do rehearsals, just wung it on opening night

Enforced naptime afterwards

DIAVOLO

Listen, this is Very Directed

He chose this song for a reason; he needs his people to know that loving you is not a political choice

He just loves you

Relates more to Alyssa, but sings Emma for impact

Probs doesn’t have time to be doing something like this??

Barbatos is On Him for the overdue paperwork

But this is Fun

And it’s with You

He loves preforming

Probs has a good vibrato too

Post show fancy dinner date 💕💕

BARBATOS

l i s t e n

Mans is perfect for Warner

Is more than happy to let you have the spotlight

Loves being able to say he loves you so plainly

Sometimes the song makes him think about the realities where you stayed in the human realm

It makes him grateful that you chose the Devildom

That you chose him

But he tries not to linger, because you both have a song to do

Master of honey tea before going on stage

Warm them vocal chords UP

Always praises you on how wonderful you were the second that mics are off

[phasmophobia-territory]

Weekly BELPHEGOR Appreciation (part 2)

Featuring, reasons to love Belphie:

(part 1 HERE}

{and some Asmo Appreciation, if you like}

[kimiko-dear]

Part 51 of "The Summer of Serenity," Belphie smut and Beel/Belphie threesome.

[23tweakedcryptid23]

Cosplayed Belphie at a con this weekend!

[br0ken-cassette]

Angel Belphegor (and Lilith...?)

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Wip for an animatic of a random AU i thought up

[windywriter]

IN BEFORE NIGHTBRINGER MAKES LIARS OF US ALLL AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA This is about Belphie after the fall so cw Death, violence, PTSD

i am thinking about belphie Thinking about how he probably had nightmares of the fall for centuries. Dreaming of lilith's face as she was hit by that fatal arrow, just as beel pulled him out of its line of fire. the anguish, the fear, watching as her already battered form went limp, falling faster and faster until she was nothing but a small speck among the terrain that swallowed them all up. Belphie not being able to even bear remembering her final moments, but still, they haunt him. Sometimes she's cursing him, eyes full of hatred and betrayal. "You should have been the one to take the hit. You failure of a big brother!" other times its a look of sadness and grief. "Is this how it ends? I dont want to die! Save me, Big Brother Belphie!" at first, belphie could manage it to at least be bareable. "No, Lilith would never say that. She loved all of us." He would reassure himself, his connection with his twin beel grounding him. But, as his sin began to steep within him, the dreams became longer and longer, the urge to fight off the call of sleep becoming harder and harder to fight. More and more horrid words stuffed into Lilith's mouth. "Why didn’t you protect me?! I thought you loved me!" "Its okay belphie, im not scared. Lucifer will fix it." "You should have been the one to die!" "I'll see you soon." "Please dont leave me, im scared!" "I hate you! I hate you! Curse you!" "Belphie, I love you." "Forgive me."

"Belphie. I want you to kill the ones who did this to me." "Kill the humans."

This condition only worsened when belphie was shut away in the attic. His wounds festering and proliferating under his sin. Rotting him to his very core. "Dont worry Lilith. Your big brother Belphegor will avenge you." but alas, this Orpheus had looked back so often, he had forgotten what his Eurydice even looked like.

Disclaimer because no one reads tags THIS IS NOT ROMANTIC: Orpheus and Eurydice in this is being used an allegory for grief and how each time we look back at our loved ones we feel as though we're losing them once more. THIS IS NOT ROMANTIC. Don’t be disgusting.

[comforthouse]

𝐎𝐡 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐯- 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞?! (Headcanon)

Paring: Angle!brothers x Demon!bulter mc

Synopsis: If Prince Diavolo had a bulter before Barb

AU: What will happened if by some grace of lord The brothers meet Demon!butler Mc while still being Angles?

Perhaps when a kid burns down your favourite garden the most logical thing to do would be tying him to a tree and mentally torturing him before setting the tree on fire but with the said kid being the only heir and son of the demon king and a rather rational fellow butler who'll most likely send you flying down to earth if you do that (and save the kid. How rude) you very much decided against it as you glared at the toddler who was happily chewing onto Barbatos thumb.

Distressed, you walked towards your now tarnished and burnt garden, a sweet smell engulfed your nose as you picked up the only flower which stayed unaffected by the chaos around. Gloved fingers wrapped around the thin green stem as you picked the flower up. As expected, the beautiful white flower withered. The white pearls turned charcoal as they crumbled apart from your group.

Sighing, you turned towards Barbatos, who cradled the small devil in his arms. Your lips parted as you called out to your partner.

"Barbatos. There is magic traces her-

Your words came to a halt as you felt the soil  beneath your feet being swept away. Your eyes met with Barbatos' widened one, leaves crumbling under the sole of his shoe as he reached out to you- yet too late- your vision engulfed with darkness as you felt yourself fall into something-anything, or nothing.

Lucifer:

> perhaps taking a walk around the farthest border of Celestial realm wasn't that bad of an idea

> that. Was until a very unusual creature started falling from the sky. While screaming rather vulnerable words.

>thankfully or not the prideful angle was there to catch it or them it seemed

> he instantly knew what you really were. 

> Even though the contact between Devildom and the celestial realm was very limited. Given how long he had lived, it was inevitable for Lucifer to have never been to devildom or meet any higher rank demons. 

>And the one in his arms was definitely someone he had seen before. 

>The third- or fourth, if counting the future demon king, strongest demon in existence. He had been to devildom a handful of times and you were present each time. Just standing beside the Demon king. Motionlessly waiting for his order. 

> you both had a staring contest.

>a long one

> Realising what situation you were in, you quickly stepped on your own two feet, a little far from the Seraphim. 

> You had two thoughts

> that angle is hot

>and the sun was fucking blazing

> "what are you doing here?" Lucifer broke the silence as he silently prepared for an attack.

> you pretended not to see that the angel was already prepared to fight, you could not really argue when it was you who fell from the sky into celestial realm

> "I..there seemed to have been a misinterpretation of teleportation magic you see. At Least that's what I think?.."

> you felt like dying inside, what you were saying felt like a lie made up by a very nervous 100 year old demon but it was the truth. 

>Too bad the Angel seems to question your ability to lie. Not that you were lying. It's just that the truth seemed too much like a lie. 

>but luckily, Lucifer didn't seem to want to attack you, at least not when you clearly were unarmed.

> "For unauthorised trespassing into another realm, i'm afraid i will have to apprehend you" 

> Thankfully for Lucifer, you complied with him. Not like you could do something, demonic magic doesn't work in the celestial realm.

> if anyone told you, that someday you'll find yourself falling in celestial realm, into the arms of a Seraphim, you would most likely have killed them

>well i guess everything happens unexpectedly?

>Sadly Lucifer did not get to enjoy his break.

Mammon; 

>Was being banished to Celestial realm 's furthest corner for exploring_ asking young angels to help him fun? No.

>Was a creature wearing weird clothes falling from the sky fun? Well they were pretty but still no. 

> really tho. Mammon knew the border between the celestial realm and Devildom was a dangerous place but still he didn't expect someone to fall onto his head. Much less a demon. 

>You slowly sat up, without realising that you were literally sitting on top of the angel. Head pounding as you tried to understand what in the devil's name just occurred. 

> "Ah son of a bitch.."

>Mammon's eyes widened at the invulnerable word you just uttered as he stammered whatever sentence he could make out. Too flustered as he realised that you were too close to him.

> "you..i! Such invulnerable language!–how can you—use…such" 

>Mammon would honestly be so flustered that he would go red. Red enough to make him look like he was going to cry.

>I like to think Mammon was a shy angel. Unlike Lucifer who never gets flustered, Asmodeus who is too shameless, Beelzebub and Belphergo who were too unbothered to care, Mammon did get flustered when in intimate situations with the opposite gender. (Not like he would admit it)

>"..ah"

>It's not that you were not aware of the position you were in. You just chose to ignore it. It's not everyday you get to see a pretty face other than Barbatos'.

>You were just going to admire the pretty face beneath you for a while.

>Mammon's already red turned redder as you handed him the flower in your hand; the formerly decayed flower now restored to its former glory, it bloomed more brightly than it had before. 

>maybe it was the sun, or just the fact that flowers seemed to prefer the celestial realm over devildom. 

> clearly not knowing what to do, Mammon accepted the flower. 

>You got up, brushing off any dirt from your black work pants before extending your palm to the angel who was still in a daze.

>You had to admit, the flower looked better with the dark skinned angel than in your hand. 

> You narrowed your eyes, the sun shone brightly above. You felt your body bubbling up as you loosened your work tie, loosening your collar. 

>Mammon stood there still, face still bubbling red as he stared at you.

> You stood there as the wind caressed against your skin, sunlight shone brightly against your soft skin as you loosened your collar-

>*thamb* The sound of Mammon's hands against his cheeks finally brought you back to the situation at hand. Huffing a bit, you finally called out to the angel. 

> "You. Take me to a higher rank angel or something. I'll have to explain before they find out on their own" 

>Maybe you came off as rude and arrogant but honestly you were in a hurry, who knows what the higher rank angels will do if they find out that a demon had trespassed into Celestia.

> Mammon hastily nodded as he guided you soon after. He may be a little careless but even he knew that going into another realm without a reason; or permission was a big no-no. 

> Pity. He thought. Demons seemed to be awfully pretty creatures. 

Asmodeus; 

>Asmodeus might be the least affected by a demon falling from the literal sky while he was on a walk to gather pretty flowers. 

>He would see you falling down beforehand. 

>and like the prince charming he is, he'll effortlessly catch you. 

>Asmodeus was pretty mesmerised by you tho. Being one of the most beautiful angels in the Celestial realm, only a few could be recognized as mildly pretty by him. 

>he has high standards, what do you expect?

>He probably knew you were a demon. But hey a pretty face. 

>"my my. Never did i think that a demon would fall into my arms much less such a beauty~"

>You already hated him for his voice lmao. 

> He didn't let you down tho, unlike Lucifer he seemed a little too happy to be carrying you. 

> "hmmm~ but what business does a demon have here? I don't think I have heard anything about a visit from devildom?"

> Of Course he hasn't. You weren't even supposed to be here. Stupid diavolo.

> Before you could say something, Asmodeus would already be on his way to the main area. While still holding you bridal style. 

> "I'm going to have to take you to Michael tho~ Lucifer is too mean. Don't worry tho Michael is reallyy nice!" 

> A sinister smile appeared on his face.

> "ah ah..unless you are here for a reason?" 

> The entire journey to Michael would be embarrassing; and annoying. His singing made you feel like clawing your own face.

> Asmo is definitely an angel you don't like. But maybe that's going to change in the near future?

>*wink wink*

Leviathan; (this is short, sorry)

> nah cuz this man is going to dislike you on sight. 

>his job is literally to fight against Devildom in wars. He has a special dislike towards them.

> Catch you? He'll literally back away 5 feets and let you fall on the flower bed. 

> You are pretty sure you broke something, hopefully not your pocket watch.

> He looks at you like Barbatos does to a rat, pure disgust.

> "i- eugh- h–ey!" 

> sorry but he isn't going to let you talk, he WILL drag you to the mainland. 

>by your foot actually.

> Definitely the one to be upset over the fact that you coming to the Celestial realm was indeed because of a mishap with magic.

>10/10 would not like to meet him again.

Beelzebub and Belphegor; 

> Lucky. 

> literally they are the best people to meet. 

> Beel is already kind as a demon so there is no doubt that he'll be pure bliss as an angel.

>Belphie, I like to think that just like he likes humans, he would have zero problems with demons. Though He would be a little doubtful. 

> definitely believe he overheard Lucifer and Michael talk about the top dogs of Devildom and heard about you. 

> It would be Belphie who would catch you, Beelzebub would be too stunned or busy munching on food. 

> Beel would see you first but Belphie catches you. He followed Beel's eyes and saw you falling. He panicked and ran to catch you. 

> He would catch you and fall himself, he definitely isn't the strongest when it comes to raw strength.

> Beel would come forward, concerned about his brother and the random demon. 

> After standing up you politely introduce yourself. And explained your situation (without mentioning the heir of Devildom Of Course)

> Beel was quick to accept your words, it made you wonder if all angels were like him.

>Belphie made you realise that they were indeed not. He looked very suspicious of you to the point you felt offended. 

>It was only because he is concerned about his older brother. Don't mind him. 

>they'll politely take you to Lucifer. 

> You didn't appreciate seeing Lucifer. He was mean. 

>8/10, would recommend. 

[still-a-morosexual-help]

Here's something mildly heartbreaking :) (my speciality!)

Mammon definitely cried when MC died right?

• He (along with Asmo) is the character who cries the most in canon;

1.) He cries during sad parts of movies/shows/plays/books

2.) He cries while watch animal documentries

3.) Hell he cried because Beel ate the soup he was making MC

• MC died on a day where the rest of the brothers were (up until that point) having a relaxing, fun day - playing a game to get Lucifer & MC closer together. Their death was definitely unexpected/an extreme shock

• MC's injuries were bad according to Satan? (Levi?) Bad enough that a human wouldn't have been able to survive it. Bad enough that even Lucifer knew he couldn't do anything to save them when Asmo asked him to. That means the body Mammon was holding was........ I mean it would have been a gruesome sight

• Mammon's been spending every day since the beginning of the year with MC. At this point he's already obviously in love with them, they're his best friend, the two of them share a bedroom frequently. They were close

The point being: Mammon held a dying human in his arms and sobbed his fucking heart out while asking them not to die. In front of Belphie.

The point being: Mammon didn't cry when Lilith died. No listen, he absolutely broke down when she died but he didn't do it in front of his brothers. Mammon was the one keeping it together and looking after everyone when they Fell. He couldn't scream and cry and beg like he wanted to when Lilith died because he had to be the strong one, he had to soothe everyone's injuries and fears and guilt, he had to show them that things could be better, that they could move on to a brighter future (shoutout to Mammon's lines in his unit song with Lucifer).

But you know what Belphie would have seen?

He would have seen his older brother breaking down over a human he's known for months when he wouldn't even cry after his little sister, who he'd known for thousands of years, died

And we all already know what Belphie thought about humans at this time:

And we already know what he thought about his brothers at this time:

For a moment there, while MC was dying Belphie would have hated Mammon. Would have felt vindicated for causing Mammon that kind of pain, when he (as far as Belphie knew) couldn't even spare that for his sister.

Belphie would have felt angry and betrayed. Justified for what he said and did but so so painfully hurt.

And then (in s1 of the anime) when the brothers were tiptoeing around Belphie, were trying to reach out to him and act normal after what he did, but were so obviously failing, when there was a distance between them and Belphie that had previously never existed, that even Beel couldn't find away to breach, Mammon was the first to take that step forward and close the distance which prompted everyone else to do the same, to bring Belphie back to them, to show that he was accepted and loved and always a part of them

And I am very emotional about them.

Disclaimer: this is absolutely not a post bashing Belphie or his thoughts/actions/feelings. They're both complex characters and I always love trying to breakdown and figure out what certain characters were feeling at a time by bringing up other moments in canon. If you try to make this post into something to bash Belphie or start dumb discourse I will eat your entire right leg🐸

In addition, me stating things from canon or talking about negative emotions or things characters have done and comparing those things to another charcter's actions/emotions/responses is not me putting down one character to raise up another. Sometimes when analysing characters you have to compare and contrast them with others present in that or similar situations -> doing so doesn't mean I'm shit talking one character. A character can do, say, think, believe bad or complex things -> there's nothing wrong with talking about/analysing those things or still loving that character.

I know it seems stupid to say something that should seem obvious but *takes out cigar and blows smoke* I've been in this business a long time, kid (3 years for om!, 7 years actively in a fandom, 14 years in fandom in general) I've seen things, terrible things

Also, lemme shamelessly plug in my fic because it's related to this post -> Changing Seasons

Ft. Belphie coming to terms with MC after Lesson 16

Onesided Belphie × (unnamed gn!) MC

Mammon x MC being Besties

Belphie & Mammon talking, but not talking enough

Belphie's PoV

Mammon very briefly being an eldritch nightmare as a little treat for you monsterfuckers

Edit:

Huge additional part added because I realised the entire focus of this post could be misunderstood

Ajznxodjfc9enhd7ejx 😭😭😭😭this was supposed to be Belphie's post about Belphie's feelings. Y'all know I love Mammon, but he's not supposed to be the focus here🥲

Usually when I make an analysis post I take evidence from canon and then add it all together to get ✨️The Main Point✨️ of the post.

In this post I had to infer all of mammon's "canon evidence" (via other actual canon evidence) because we're never explicitly told he cried when MC died and we never see his instant reaction to Lilith's death.

Belphie's side of it was however all explicitly stated in canon so I just added the screenshots. Which is why I wrote much more about mammon on this post than Belphie.

But ✨️The Main Point✨️ that I was always getting to and what made me write this post is actually about how absolutely fucking pissed off Belphie would have been because of Mammon. How hurt and angry and betrayed he would have felt that his older brother who's meant to protect him and his family apparently valued the life of some random human over their sister's.

I added the S1 bit because it nicely rounded up Belphie & Mammon's story. Because it proved Belphie wrong. It proved exactly how much Mammon (and the others) valued him and each other. Because he got to see how heartbroken Mammon was when MC died, he knew exactly what it was like to be that heartbroken, he knew exactly what it was like to NEVER forgive that which caused the pain, and yet he was forgiven. And THAT I think more than anything would have proved Belphie's initial thoughts wrong. It would have eased any lingering feelings of betrayal and hurt he had. Would have proved how much he was loved by his older brother.

So yeah, this was absolutely made to be Belphie's post and I don't think I explained that well enough in the original post💀 in my defense i was half an hour late in feeding the kids & getting yelled at🥲

[jackalopesao3]

Gee, I wonder who is causing this nightmare.

[anintrovertedechoe]

belphie doesnt smoke weed unless someone else does the prep. he doesn’t know how to roll a blunt. bongs are foreign for him. he just uses carts like a fucking LOSER.

[oceanlipgloss]

ICE CREAM TRUCK

BELPHEGOR.

+ no warnings.

+ my mc is the heroine, so the pronouns are feminine.

As he gazed at the starry night that hung over him, he remembered how one melody tinkled in the summer breeze. It was soft, sweet—a lot like seeing stars twinkle in the midst of blazing sunlight or watching her dainty studded earrings glitter—a lullaby in his ears.

When he was a child that dwelled in the skies above, many a times he descended to the world of humans, to the world that stood in the middle between hell and heaven—but never had he seen an ice cream truck or heard it sing; it was an urban legend to him.

She had told him about it once, not too long before he saw it for himself. In his mind, the truck was a sort of magic, a form of curiosity. The truck sold rich ice cream, but were they magical, those icy delicacies? What kind of spells would the creamy frost cast? Was the truck itself enchanted?

The human realm bounced with pleasant surprises, glimmered with them. He knew that and a lot more, yet about the ice cream truck he didn't know much—he didn't know anything at all, actually—but he wanted to. He so wished to find answers to that simple mystery and take a bite out of the bright scenery.

So when the truck hummed that adorable tune again one sunny day, all it took for him to rush out the door and towards the singing vehicle were a few words of encouragement.

White metal. Dots and stripes. Pops of colour. And the cherry on top? A comically huge ice-cream model.

He smiled at the memory. How endearingly absurd a sight!

Under the summer sunshine, children in their colorful clothing surrounded the truck like popsicles. Back then, he thought that their excitement melted into his own, just like his happiness melded with theirs—and now he was sure it was true. How could he have ever loathed all humans and desired to curse them with harm?

He would never forget how small hands stuck to the metal and little fingers pointed at charts painted with pictures of frozen desserts. The innocent energy had made him happy, but all he wanted in that moment was ice cream—a popsicle, a biscuit, and a cone.

And when his tongue licked cold sugar that first time, the sweetness spread from it all throughout his body. There was no magic, but that was okay. She was waiting for him, not too far away. That was way more than enough.

He would never forget how she sat on the edge of the swimming pool, legs dangling into cyan water. It was mysterious, how even underwater her skin still held its pale complexion and didn't really drink in the hint of blue. It was really pretty, too.

And most of all, he remembered their shared ice cream and her lips on his, cold like the ice cream they held, sweet like syrup.

Drowsiness began to tug at his lashes, gently so. Soon he would fall asleep with a soft chuckle to himself—they had wanted to sneak a kiss before his oblivious twin came along. Soon he would drift into the realm of dreams, thinking that even if the ice cream weren't magical, it didn't matter, because she was there. Yet, it was indeed magical, but only because she sat by him.

+note: I've had this idea for a while, but I've been uninspired to write for quite some time; it feels nice to write again. Belphie's fascination with the ice cream truck and the moment he and MC shared the ice cream he bought from it during the brothers' visit to the human world (season 3 of Obey Me!) were my muses for this piece. I really miss summer, too, so that was probably reflected here as well.

+fun fact: this is my second time writing about Belphie since I first started playing the game years ago.

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Belphegor (11th March)

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