I just saw Sentence Starters open (sorry I’m quick-) and I also saw that you have Obey Me on your Fandom List! I was wondering if you could do Lee!Beel with and Ler of your choice (Luci if you can’t think of anyone else, don’t want to pressure you)

For the Sentence Starter, “That was my cake! Oh you are so dead!!”

This was a bit of a challenge! Hope it turned out okay! ^^'

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“That was my cake! Oh, you are so dead!” Mammon screeched, nearly vaulting himself over the coffee table to lunge at his younger brother.

Beel yelped in surprise as he was shoved into the nearest armchair, fingers wiggling deep in his sides before he knew what was happening. “Ah! Mahahahahammon, wait! I was so huhuhuhuhungry! Please, I dihihihihihidn’t mean it!”

“Yeah, right!” Mammon snapped, mostly playful but still irritated. “I paid good money for that cake. It was a specialty. It wasn’t meant for you to eat just because you felt like it!”

“It tahahahahahasted greheheheheat, if that hehehehehehelps…”

“Why would that help me?!” Mammon shoved his hands up into Beel’s underarms, grinning wickedly when the redhead began cackling in earnest. “You jerk! You owe me a new cake!”

“Okahahahahahahay, okay! I’ll buhuhuhuhuhuy you a new ohohohohone! Just stohohohohohop!” Beel pleaded, laughing and squirming in his seat. “Mahahahahahammon!”

“What’s going on in here?” Belphie muttered sleepily, entering the living room with a yawn. “I could hear you from our bedroom.”

“Your brother ate my cake!” Mammon growled, still tickling.

Belphie blinked. “Are you surprised? And he’s your brother, too.”

“Yeah, so?!”

“Ahahahahahahaha! Behehehehehelphie, make him stohohohohohohop!” Beel cried, reaching out for his twin. “Please!”

Belphie took in the situation before him, considered for a long moment, then shrugged. “Sorry, bro. I don’t feel like having Mammon turn on me, too. Besides, you do this often enough, you kind of had it coming way before now anyway.”

Eventually Mammon did stop tickling his poor younger brother – but only after he’d laughed and begged and promised to buy him several different things in exchange for the delicious slice of cake he’d consumed without permission.

Uwah hi!! Asking anonymously because I’m too embarrassed to not jfbdbfjd, but I’ve been really into obey me and I crave context lmaoo. My mom also won’t let me have the game so I’m living vicariously through fics. Idk if you do reader insert stuff, if so, maybe some sort of drabble with the brothers and the reader? If not that’s fine I also just love any brother content hfhdhfj. My favs are Satan, Asmo, and Belphie hfhdhdhd ok bye I am nervous just from writing thissss <3

If your still doing requests maybe ler!Belphie and lee!Beel: Belphie trying to keep Beel quite about a prank he wants to pull on Lucifer :0

i really liked writing this one :D sorry for the wait, i hope you like it!

BELPHIE X BEEL (PLATONIC) TICKLE FIC ---------------

“Don’t you dare snitch to Lucifer, Beel. I won’t forgive you if you do!”

The twins were in their room, Belphie defensively blocking the door to prevent Beel from going out. Earlier today, he had tried once again to pull a prank on Lucifer, this time by leaving a bucket of water on top of the eldest’s office door. Surprisingly, the Avatar of Pride fell for the simple hoax and ended up wet from head to toe. Unfortunately for himself, Lucifer was running on 2 hours of sleep that day, overloaded with work and stress, and happened to let his guard down. Something you should never do in the House of Lamentation.

Safe to say, he was fuming, trying to find whoever pulled that prank on him. If Belphie was found out, he knew nothing good would come out of it, which is why he was desperately trying to keep Beelzebub from telling the truth to their darling older brother.

“But Belphie, Mammon ended up getting blamed…That’s not fair for him.” Beel objected, staring at Belphegor with apologetic eyes. The younger twin huffed angrily, shooting his brother yet another glare. Since when did Beel stand up for Mammon?

“Why do you suddenly want to defend Mammon?! Who cares if that idiot gets in trouble, he’s probably hiding something from Lucifer and would’ve gotten punished anyway.”

“Well, he gave me a BLT sandwich he got from Simeon today…Those are my favorite.” Beel explained with a smile, his stomach rumbling just from the thought.

Belphie felt panic rise in his stomach. He knew that when Beel was bribed with food, it was over. Nothing he could say would make the Avatar of Gluttony change his mind, and Belphie desperately racked his brain for another idea.

Suddenly, it hit him.

“Beel…If you say anything to Lucifer, I’m going to tickle you.”

There was a pause. Beelzebub stared at Belphegor, a surprised expression adorned on his face.

“Don’t make me do it, Beel.” Belphie threatened, causing his twin to take a few steps back.

Beelzebub was looking at Belphegor nervously, as if weighing options in his head. He was aware that his twin knew about all of his worst spots, and getting tickled by him would be torture. But on the other hand, he didn't want to betray Mammon...

While Beel was lost in thought, Belphie sprung into action, catching the redhead by surprise when all 10 of Belphie's fingers dug into his sides.

The effect was instant, Beel broke out into sweet laughter, trying to pry Belphie's hands away without hurting him. The purple-haired demon smiled victoriously, knowing that Beel was too focused trying not to kick him to escape.

“Behelphie! Ahahaha!”

Hearing his twin’s genuine laugh brought a smile to Belphie’s face. It’s been a while since they messed around like this, just pure lighthearted fun. After their fall from grace things seemed to be more tense around them, so seeing his twin laugh happily made Belphie laugh along. He switched from Beel’s sides to his stomach and ribs, and the redhead’s giggles turned into full on belly laughter.

“GYAHAHAH! BEHEHELPHIE PLEAHAHASE! Stahahap!”

Tears of mirth filled Beel’ eyes, along with a blush. In reality, he didn’t mind being tickled by his brothers at all, especially Belphie. He, too, missed these fun moments they used to share and was more than happy to let go of the tension and laugh freely.

“Hehe, Beel, I forgot how ticklish you are. I’ll stop only if you promise not to tell Lucifer!”

“Tell me what?”

…Uh-oh.