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chadleys · 10 months ago

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gallons of the stuff. | roman godfrey

›› pairing: roman godfrey x f!reader

›› wordcount: 3.2k

›› genre: smut, established relationship

›› rating: 18+, mdni

›› synopsis: you've recently stopped taking your birth control. roman has a problem with that.

›› warnings: period sex, bloodplay, oral sex, dirty talk, soft dom!roman, very explicit tampon scene, both characters are in high school but 18

›› misc: i haven't written in months, very out of practice. it's true - i'm back on my hemlock grove bullshit. if you're new here, we love bloodplay in this household. i wrote this in one sitting, and barely edited it. it's probably riddled with typos.

you had just gotten out of your last class for the day; you spied peter and roman talking near your locker. ❝ hi. ❞ you greeted peter with a wave, but roman you clung to and tried to grab a kiss on tip toes from.

roman, however, took a step back before you could make it. you tripped and almost landed right in front of him.

it was peter who stopped you from falling completely, as roman had moved back even further. he wasn't speaking, instead looking strangely at you, like you had grown a few extra heads in your couple hours apart.

❝ dude, what the hell? ❞ peter chastised his friend.

you stood there, hurt that your own boyfriend didn't want to kiss you, and when roman continued to just stare silently at you, you finally waved an impatient hand in front of his face. ❝ um, hello? ❞

❝ what happened? ❞ he asked quietly. ❝ what did you do? something's … different. ❞

you shrugged, looking to peter for help. he shrugged, too, looking between the two of you.

❝ i don't know, what could be different? i mean, what do you mean? ❞ roman wasn't making any sense.

roman's gaze flickered between you and peter, his mind racing as he seemingly tried to pinpoint what exactly felt off about you. was it your demeanor? your scent? it didn't seem he could put his finger on it, but something had definitely changed since he'd last seen you this morning.

❝ look, if you're not gonna answer me and just give me the silent treatment, i'll take myself home. ❞

❝ I'll give you a ride, ❞ peter offered, but roman chose that moment to reach out and grab your wrist, pulling you back to him.

❝ are you hurt? ❞ he finally asked. his eyes were moving a mile a minute over you, your face and body. ❝ you smell like … blood. ❞

you blushed from the tips of your toes all the way to your forehead. ❝ i mean, ❞ you said, speaking even more quietly than roman had, ❝ it is that time of the month … ❞

but roman had been around you countless times during your period. he liked it, as any vampire would, but he'd never acted this strange about it.

roman's expression softened slightly as he processed your words, but there was still a flicker of something else behind his eyes. ❝ I'm sorry, ❞ he murmured, his voice low. ❝ It's just different today. it's ... more. did something happen? ❞

❝ okay, i'm gonna take this as my cue to leave, ❞ peter said warily, backing away from the two of you.

as good of a friend as peter was, you hardly noticed him go. you were focused on roman, and moreso on his focus on you.

❝ roman, i'm sorry, i don't … know what could be different. ❞ maybe you were bleeding through your shorts? that would be embarrassing. but no, you had just checked in the bathroom mirror before last class. there was no way your flow had become so heavy within the last hour.

roman's intense gaze lingered on your face, his mind racing with possibilities. ❝ can we go home? i'm … it's dangerous for us to be here, together, right now. with you like that. ❞ he tugged at your hand, leading you to the front doors.

as you neared the school parking lot, you remembered something. about a month ago, just after your last period, you had made a change. something you'd been wanting to do for a while.

❝ roman. ❞ you stopped in your tracks, gazing at him. ❝ i remember … i had been wanting to for a while, just to see how i'd do without it, but … a little while back i stopped my birth control. ❞

roman's eyes widened, his grip on your hand tightening involuntarily. ❝ you … stopped? ❞ he repeated, his voice barely a whisper. ❝ why … why would you … do that? ❞

❝ i - i thought it might be causing some of my weight gain, plus i was always fucking hungry. and my mood swings … i thought it would help, ❞ you answered meekly. roman was clearly upset about this.

❝ are you insane? ❞ roman hissed, stepping close to you so that no other passing students would hear. ❝ that's so fucking dangerous. you're gonna be bleeding so much more without it. do you really have that much faith in my self-control? ❞

❝ i didn't think … ❞ was all you said. of course you didn't, fucking idiot that you were. your boyfriend was upir, and here you were giving your body more of a reason to tempt his hunger.

roman sighed, his anger melting away into concern as he pulled you closer to him. ❝ we need to get you home, now. i'll … i'll take care of you. ❞ he guided you toward the car; it seemed his mind was already racing thinking about what he was going to do with you.

how he was possibly planning to ' take care ' of you was anyone's guess. he probably wanted to devour you right now …

on the ride home, you sat with your legs clamped together, as if that would help. roman drove with a hand over his mouth and nose, as if that would help.

❝ roman, i'm really sorry, ❞ you blurted. ❝ i didn't think about you, about how it would affect you, and i should have … ❞

roman's severe expression softened, and he reached over to take your hand in his own. ❝ it's okay, ❞ he reassured you gently. ❝ we'll figure it out. we just need to … be careful. ❞

he pulled into the driveway, escorting you gently inside with a hand at the small of your back. the two of you hurried up to roman's room.

you, however, were now afraid to even sit down anywhere. what if you bled through your tampon? bled on roman's sheets? that would really set him off.

so you stood awkwardly at roman's bedside table.

roman watched your discomfort with a mix of concern and frustration. ❝ baby, come here, ❞ he murmured, gesturing for you to sit on the edge of the bed. ❝ i promise, i won't let anything happen to you. just … relax. ❞

you took a seat, gingerly, making sure not to sit too close to him.

roman moved in closer, his gaze softening as he took your hand in his. ❝ i'm sorry if i scared you earlier, ❞ he said quietly. ❝ i just … worry about you. you know that. ❞ his thumb brushed soothingly over the back of your hand.

you nodded - roman typically treated you like you were some kind of treasure, one he had to make sure was safe, that he couldn't bear to lose. ❝ i know, and … i'm grateful. i promise i'll start taking it again and get back on my schedule tonight. ❞

roman kissed your knuckles, gazing up at you through his long lashes. he didn't say anything, and his expression was unreadable. slowly, his lips trailed back and forth over your knuckles. he seemed about to say something, but didn't. it seemed to you that his eyes had darkened.

you took over, flirting your fingers over roman's lips, loving how soft and perfect they were. ❝ roman? what're you thinking? ❞

roman's eyes darkened further as he gazed up at you, a flicker of desire dancing in their depths. ❝ just thinking … that it might be better if you stayed off of it. i mean … how selfish of me would it be to make you get back on, when you were having so many issues? ❞

his voice was quiet, but you heard a hint of something else. something dangerous.

your lips parted, and you slid your hand from his grasp, cradling his jaw. ❝ are you sure? i don't wanna make things awful for you or - ❞

roman's lips curved into a slow, sensual smile at your touch. ❝ darling, ❞ he murmured, his voice low and husky. ❝ you could never make things awful for me. ❞ his hand rose to cup your cheek, his thumb stroking your skin softly. ❝ in fact, i think it might be rather … exciting. ❞

❝ exciting how? ❞ you squeezed your thighs together to try and quell your growing arousal. ❝ d - didn't you just say it'll be dangerous? ❞

roman's lips quirked into a mischievous grin. ❝ sure it will be, ❞ he purred, his thumb tracing the curve of your cheekbone. ❝ but, with you being off birth control, you're going to be bleeding a lot heavier. and with all that blood going south, you're gonna be so horny … why don't you let me help? ❞ as he spoke, his gaze darkened again, the hunger smoldering in his eyes now unmistakable.

an embarrassing little moan escaped you, and you shuffled closer to your boyfriend. ❝ i'm already horny for you, roman. it's not like i don't beg for your cock practically every chance i get … you really think it'll be worse now? ❞ it had been many years since you started birth control; you weren't sure what to expect being off of it.

roman's breath hitched at your words, his desire igniting like wildfire. ❝ oh, angel, ❞ he murmured, his voice rough with need. ❝ i think it'll be a whole lot worse. but don't worry, ❞ he added, one big hand sliding down to caress your thigh. ❝ i'll take care of you. i'll make sure you're properly satisfied. ❞ his gaze smoldered with primal hunger as he leaned in to capture your lips in a searing kiss.

those words - ' i'll take care of you ' … roman had spoken them to you many times before. they always had the desired effect; to make you spread your legs and ache for him to be between them, to be true to his word.

you did so now, leaning back as he kissed you, spreading your legs wide for him to settle between them. you were still worried about bleeding onto his expensive sheets, but knew roman would take care of it if you did.

roman groaned into the kiss as he settled between your legs, his hands gripping your hips tightly as he ground his growing erection against your core. ❝ god, baby, ❞ he muttered, his voice thick with desire. ❝ you smell so fucking good. i could smell it as soon as you got up this morning, but … i wasn't sure. i didn't know what it could be. ❞

he broke the kiss to trail hot, open-mouthed kisses down your neck, his tongue tracing teasing patterns over your skin. his hand slipped between your bodies, rubbing gently at your clit through the fabric of your shorts.

you let out a broken moan, clinging to his broad frame. ❝ i - it wasn't … i mean, it didn't properly start until after i got to school … ❞

your face was burning, and roman's insistent fingers pressing the rough cotton of your shorts down over your clit was making you see stars. ❝ r - roman … my clit … it's really sensitive … ❞

roman's lips curled into a wicked grin at your confession, his touch becoming more deliberate as he stroked your throbbing clit through the fabric of your shorts. ❝ sensitive, huh? ❞ he murmured, his voice husky with desire. ❝ i told you, all that blood down there … it's gonna make you crazy. i'll just have to be extra gentle with you, won't i? ❞ his fingers danced teasingly over your sensitive flesh, eliciting soft gasps and moans from your lips. ❝ but tell me, baby, ❞ he whispered, his breath hot against your ear. ❝ do you want me to be gentle? ❞

you loved when he was gentle with you. there was always a time and a place for a good, rough pounding, but you loved roman most when he made room for you, gave himself over to you completely and treated you like a princess.

you nodded with a soft pout. ❝ am i a total baby if i say yes … ? ❞

roman's lips curved into a tender smile as he brushed a strand of hair away from your flushed face. ❝ no, darling, ❞ he murmured, his voice laced with heavy affection. ❝ you're not a baby at all. you're my princess, and i'll treat you as such. ❞ his fingers continued their gentle ministrations, coaxing soft moans of pleasure from you. ❝ just relax, angel. let me take care of you. ❞

you held onto him, keeping him close as he touched you. the two of you kissed soft, deep, passionate kisses, and it wasn't long before roman was hooking his long fingers into the waist of your shorts, trying to drag them and your panties down at the same time.

❝ uh, roman. ❞ you grabbed his wrists, looking nervously at him. ❝ i still … have my tampon in. ❞

roman's eyes flickered with concern at your words, his fingers stilling in their attempt to pull down your shorts. ❝ mmm, ❞ he hummed, the timbre of his voice soft and soothing. ❝ you really think i care about that? ❞ he leaned back slightly, his gaze seeking yours. ❝ … can i take it out for you? ❞

it was so embarrassing, to have him asking you that right to your face. but you did, god you did. were you sick in the head?

you nodded, slowly, trembling hands half covering your face as roman stripped your shorts and underwear off.

roman's lips curved into a tender smile as he gently peeled off your shorts and underwear, exposing your naked bottom half to his hungry gaze. with delicate care, he reached between your thighs, his fingers deftly locating the string of your tampon.

❝ it's alright, baby, ❞ he murmured, his voice filled with reassurance. ❝ i've got you. ❞ one strong hand steadied itself on your belly as the other slid the tampon slowly out of you.

you moaned, against your will, as he took it and held it up. it was dripping, all over his bed.

❝ roman, stop! your bedding … ❞ you made to grab it, but roman held it just out of your reach.

❝ tsk, tsk, not yet. i still have business with this thing, ❞ he muttered with one of his signature cute, quirky smiles. you knew what he was going to do, but it still took you aback when he closed his pretty lips around it.

you sat and breathed heavily, watching as roman's cock twitched in his jeans the moment the tampon hit his tongue.

roman's eyes never left yours as he suckled your tampon, his tongue expertly lapping at the spongy material. he made soft, sensual noises of enjoyment as he savored the taste of your fluids, the scent of your arousal heady in the air.

you squirmed beneath him, unable to keep still as heat further pooled between your legs. you wanted him so badly, and the thought of him tasting you like this was driving you wild with desire.

as roman finished, he slowly withdrew the tampon from his mouth, a string of blood, saliva, and your juices connecting it to his lips before it snapped free. ❝ you taste divine, love, ❞ he murmured, his gaze smoldering with carnal desire. ❝ i'm sorry, i can't - ❞

with a feral growl, he dove down, pushing your legs back as he began to devour your bloody cunt.

the sight of roman between your legs, the lower half of his face all smeared with your blood and juices was enough to make you feel faint. ❝ oh god, roman … ❞ his bloodied nose nudged your clit and you sobbed, gripping the sheets.

roman was right - you were bleeding a lot more now that she were off the pill. you could feel it smeared along your inner thighs and dripping to the bed.

❝ touch me, ❞ roman murmured, as he added two long fingers into the mix. he slid them easily, hungrily, into your wetness. ❝ touch me - pull my hair, slap me, scratch my back, whatever you want. i'm yours. ❞

you could feel your wet, open, bloody pussy trying so hard to clamp down on his fingers. but everything down there was so wet and open, roman's fingers glided almost too easily in and out of you.

you did as you were told, reaching down to card your fingers through his hair.

roman groaned softly against you, his lips working fervently against your clit as he added a third finger to the mix, stretching you open even wider. he was relentless, his movements becoming more frenzied as he devoured you with unrestrained hunger.

your fingers tangled in his hair, your nails grazing lightly against his scalp as you tugged him closer, urging him on with desperate need. your body was on fire, every nerve ending electrified by the exquisite pleasure coursing through your veins.

as your climax approached, roman's fingers quickened their pace, driving you ever closer to the edge of ecstasy. ❝ do you wanna cum like this? or d'you want something else? ❞

that third finger was exactly what you needed. you nodded, tugging and pulling harshly at roman's hair. as much as you loved his cock, you didn't want even a second break from this, for him to whip it out. and you knew roman would give it to you any way you wanted it. ❝ just like this … please, roman, make me cum … ❞

roman's lips curved into a wicked grin as he redoubled his efforts, his fingers working feverishly inside you while his tongue danced skillfully over your sensitive clit. your entire body tensed beneath him, your breath coming in ragged gasps as you teetered on the brink of release.

with a guttural groan, he applied just the right amount of pressure, his fingers curling inside of you as his lips closed around your swollen bud. he sucked and licked with abandon, driving you wild with pleasure until you'd had enough and shattered around him, your cries of ecstasy echoing in the air.

as your climax washed over you, roman didn't let up, continuing to lavish attention on your throbbing center, prolonging your pleasure until you were trembling with the intensity of your release. only then did he finally ease off, his lips trailing a path of fiery, bloody kisses up your trembling body.

you were still shaking as he reached your lips, a questioning look in his eye. you grabbed the back of his head and pulled him quickly down, kissing him deeply.

tasting your own blood was … odd. not unpleasant, but certainly not as pleasant as it had been to roman.

roman, who was panting, his mouth smeared with red, dripping onto you, your shoulders, your chest, the bed.

❝ we need a shower, ❞ you grunted, afraid to even close your legs with the slippery mess down there.

❝ i don't see what the problem is, ❞ roman laughed as he gave you another kiss.

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kumiaku · 5 months ago

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Kinktober Day 15 - Double Penetration (Neuvillette)

Kinktober Day 15 - Double Penetration, Neuvillette x Reader, Genshin Impact

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Misc. Tags - Afab reader, established relationship but implied to be secret, some hurt/comfort and angst but like... yeah, fluffy kinda i guess, p in v sex, double pen, begging, lewd hand holding, this does not count as monsterfucking in my eyes unfortunately, neuvillette is too humanoid maybe if I write about him in his dragon form one day, lowkey reader and neuvillette are both bottoms so the meme is applicable but neuvillette soft tops in this

WC - 1,182

Nsfw under cut

Neuvillette was strange, always caring, but always just out of reach. There was often a distant look in his eyes when he spoke, be it of justice or of the rain. He was often distant. You didn’t even know his first name, but you knew him too well at times.

You could look at him and know exactly how he felt, but it was mysterious and guarded, as if he was scared to care. Scared to lose himself in his emotions, in you.

When he kissed you, he would pull back too quickly. He would press his lips to yours, lean forward - into you - lips matching your own, moving with yours, in a harmonious dance, only to cut short, leave you falling towards him while he pulled away. Leaving your lips lonely.

He was careful with you, treating you like some antique passed down, his hands sliding down your thighs, carefully pressing your legs apart as he pushed himself against your slick slit. You swallowed, staring at Neuvillette’s face, who didn’t dare to meet your eyes.

You always knew he was one to keep secrets as deep as the sea, he was a man mired in mystery as much as he was in thick and feeling. He coated his cock in your slick, spreading it around the base of his cock, where yet another concealed secret lurked, that blue split at the bottom of his cock.

As he brushed it against your clit you seemed to soar, but you didn’t want to come undone from this alone - you wanted him - you needed him, all of him. Neuvillette let out a shaky groan, eyes fluttering, hard to focus, and certainly not looking at your face.

“Neuvillette,” you all but whispered, voice hard to find, just like his gaze. “Please, Neuvillette. Look at me.”

He swallowed as he looked up, your name slipping from his lips like it was some sacred sort of salutation, his eyes were on yours with a pathetically restrained gleam. Like a starved ascetic, he disallowed himself to slip into pleasure so readily, he would give you your own with great mirth, but when it came to himself, Neuvillette could not oblige.

“Neuvillette.” You pleaded with him, voice revealing your hardly concealed voracity. “I need you. I need you inside of me.”

Again he said your name, looking away from you - you sat up, you were so close, so close to seeing Neuvillette, to have him seep into your very being, to combine into one like an erotic sort of estuary. Your arms wrapped around his neck and you pulled him down onto you, pressing him flush against your warm skin. “I more than want you, Neuvillette. I need you. I need you inside of me. I -”

You hesitated for a moment, not for lack of wanting, no you craved for him in spades, but because you were afraid that it would cause him to reel back. You were afraid for him to ever pull away from you, for him to hide himself from you more than he already had been. “I want all of you.”

Neuvillette’s breath stilled in on your skin, his hands almost trembling on your waist. “I want all of you.” You repeated, pressing your lips to the top of his head, “those parts you conceal from me, I want them. I want you to see all of me, insecurities, vulnerabilities, and I want that in turn.”

He spoke your name low this time, it was different, less of a whimper, more of a warning.

You continued, fingers burying into his hair, “I want all of you. Whatever, whenever, however long it takes, I want you to be comfortable with me, to see me not as just your liaison but as your home.”

His fingers gripped your hips, and he began to pull from your grasp, reluctantly, you allowed him. You laid back on the bed, closing your eyes for a moment, face tilted to the side, as if to expose your neck, to expose all of you to him, thoughts, body, and mind. “Are you certain?” His smooth voice came.

When you opened your eyes, you were met with his, staring at you with such loving longing, a need. But that’s also the moment you realized that beneath his normal cock, there was a second one, the blue marking had expanded and given way to unsheathe a second cock, one that thin then thickened and shone with a blue reminiscent of certain pieces of his hair.

You were breathless, but nodded, lungs replaced by a kiln, your stomach a furnace, and your cunt a cavern aching to be filled.

He leaned forward, one of his hands pressed against the bed next to your face, his eyes never leaving yours, his other hand seeking and holding your hand. Fingers intertwining next to each other, pressing and holding your hand close to his, he began to press against your entrance and slide into you.

Your lips ached like lowers did, staring up at him with the same reverent look he held in his eyes. The tips were easy as soon as they hooked inside your lubricious lower lips, and his cocks seemed to secrete something as well. Easy to slide in, but the stretch made your thighs press to either side of Neuvillette’s, hand clasping against his, and tears welling in your eyes.

Neuvillette looked troubled, staring down at you, his flushed cheeks doing nothing but making the arousal inside flicker with more fervor, “does it hurt? Shall I go slower?”

“No.” You quickly replied, shaking your head, your words more puffy than you’d wished them to come out as. Somewhere inside your head there was a nagging thought that maybe if he went faster, if he just slipped completely into you, the stretch wouldn’t be so bad. “Just - keep going.” You practically begged. If he asked, you would.

But Neuvillette was one to readily give you anything you asked for, if you asked, he would pluck the stars out of the sky and give them to you, ready to create more constellations for you if it meant carving a smile on your face. And now, Neuvillette was carving himself into you, his thickness inside of you pressing up against all of your walls.

You were too close already, needing time to collect your thoughts else you’d come undone from simply the presence of Neuvillette, and - his eyes locked onto yours, his lips pressed open and panting, the way he twitched inside of you, he wasn’t far off either.

You two were both absolute wrecks of pleasure and you’d hardly even begun. Your mouth opened as you smiled, a soft laugh darting from your trachea, but the shake that came with laughter left light friction which made you all the more wanting.

“Are you alright?” Neuvillette, ever the gentleman, asked, even double balls deep inside you, he caressed your cheek like he caressed your insides.

You nodded, slowing your breathing to have a chance at properly responding to him, “I am, I just love you so much.”

#genshin impact #genshin impact smut #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin smut #neuvillette #neuvillette smut #kinktober 2024 #kinktober #i need him carnally

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jhutchlover1234 · 2 months ago

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jinxvex · 3 months ago

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thegrayascendancy-if · 1 month ago

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I am about to mention something that has become a bit of a touchy subject in this space, so I might as well do it right away: a rewr—major edit. Before you close this post, give up on me and unfollow, I have great news! It has already been completed, and it isn't about changing the plot (I think I added no more than five variables in total) but about fixing the pacing and fleshing out the world and some characters. To dodge the allegations I will release it together with the third part of chapter 1 to guarantee there will be something for everyone in the next update.

The changes are restricted to the prologue:

replaced vagueness with specificity on magic,

improved the fight choreography,

overhauled the section of the return travel with Jax,

reworked the encounter with Mort,

edited, extended and rewired the scene with Y in their study, hopefully taking care of the inconsistencies it is peppered with (no mini-game yet, sorry!)

misc. edits of the awkward phrases and descriptions

Overall, the prologue is now 15k words longer, but probably more in "new" content as I removed some parts too.

This reflects my growing certainty in some aspects of this fictional world and my improved understanding of particular character dynamics. Not to mention that as a prologue, the entry point into the story, it desperately needed to catch up to the changes in my style. There were other concerns too. In the beginning, I often tried to do too much in a single choice, most evident in the conversations with Jax, and the pacing suffered because of it. I also realized that as an author, you do not have to serve an opportunity to flirt with every RO right away just to establish that they are an RO—circling back to my point about confidence. Some stories gotta flow differently.

Among the less obvious changes, I finally got to fix the code that upset me just by existing in the files, sheer sadness in Sugarcube form. But now, with everything I learned in the process of making the consequent updates, I was able to not only improve readability but also make branching less tedious for me. That, in turn, makes me naturally open to introducing more of fun little choices. Honestly, positives only.

Phew, thank you for reading all of that! I want to be open with you about what is coming and my reasons for doing it. Once the update is out, you might not get the same numbers in the character/relationship stats as before, but that is nothing to worry about.

tldr: prologue edit done, coming bundled with the next update to chapter 1

#the gray ascendancy #tga if #status report #status update

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eye-may · 16 days ago

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A Guide to ✨Jellicle Legends ✨

🔥In my pinned post era. 🔥

Was ist das? "Jellicle Legends" is the unofficial title of my CATS "fanverse." I'm creating this post to help people navigate the barely-coherent Legends cosmos.

About Legends: I like to say it's 100% "canon compliant," which is something I'm always big on, so I don't personally call it an "AU." On the other hand, we are talking about CATS. What even is "canon" for this intellectual property?

Basically you can think of it as my interstellar network of "headcanons" or how I generally construe CATS, based on many productions/companies/statements from cast alumni/etc. There is not one official production that I strictly adhere to! My fanverse is basically a web of my favorite ways in which to interpret the characters, their backstories and relationships, the world of CATS, etc.

Legends is also a continuation, of sorts; picking up immediately after the events of the musical, there is a story within that has a clear beginning, middle, and end. The characters all have their individual arcs and journeys, and the world itself has a bevy of systems/rules/cultures/etc. Ideally I would corporealize the saga with serialized comics, but that is 🎵time consuming🎵 so I'm never going to commit to that 100%. If/when I create comics, don't count on regular updates or completion. That said, you can ask me whatever you want about the story and I'll answer it comprehensively! No worries about "spoilers" because, like I said, I'm not interested in putting the pressure on myself to actually materialize a comprehensive comic series.

Keep in mind that this is just a casual, fun project for me, so I always just post ut fit; ideas are always coming, going, and changing, so sometimes I'll establish a concept or a design and then change my mind about it later! If you notice inconsistencies...that would be why. XD

All Legends posts are tagged "#CJL." If you ever post something pertaining to Legends yourself and you want me to see it, I encourage you to use this hashtag! I'm BEYOND thrilled whenever anybody engages with me about my fanon in any capacity whatsoever. ❤️

🐈Asks About Characters:

Who owns the cats? (Jennyanydots, Jellylorum, Tugger, Mistoffelees, Victoria, Demeter)

Thoughts on Coricopat and Tantomile?

Munkustrap Personality/Relationships

Which cat is the smallest?

Etcetera and Electra Relationship/Backstories

Pouncival and Tumblebrutus Relationship/Backstories

Thoughts on the Three Words (entire cast!)

Victoria and Jemima Backstories (+Victoria's relationship with Mistoffelees)

Plato Personality/Backstory

Tuggoffelees Headcanons

Demeter Backstory

Macavity and Mistoffelees's Relationship

Mistoffelees (Part 1, OUTDATED)

Mistoffelees (Part 2)

Grizabella Backstory

"Ships" (Tuggoffelees / Munkustrap & Alonzo / Demelarina / Bustopher & Mistoffelees)

Alonzo and Cassandra

Tugger

Misc. Headcanons (Munk, Tugger, Macavity, Mistoffelees, Deuteronomy) Some of these are OUTDATED.

🎨Art (#CJLart)

Note: This list includes sketches I did not necessarily for CJL, but that constitute concepts I may reference/apply to it, or that I think fit within it. (I.e., I drew Skimble for Jellicle January not based on any particular iteration of Skimble, and I think the design more or less represents how he appears in CJL).

Valentines Tuggoffelees

Mistoffelees in a cape (+Tugger)

Cute Tuggoffelees (ft. Mistoffelees's Demon Eyes)

Mistoffelees Splash Art

Sleepy Tuggoffelees (1)

Sleepy Tuggoffelees (2)

Munkustrap & Alonzo Doodle

Tall Jemima (+Terminally Short Mistoffelees)

Etcetera & Electra

"The Big Three" (Tugger, Munk, Misto) Christmas

Pouncival Ambushing Tumblebrutus

Tiny Mistoffelees (+Tugger and Alonzo)

Victoria & Mistoffelees, and also Jemima

Plato

Tuggoffelees Hug

Pouncival Triumphs Vertically Over Mistoffelees

Angsty Lyric Comic ft. Deut Bros + Mistoffelees

Macavity Apprehends Mistoffelees

Mistoffelees Design Concepts

Tugger and Mistoffelees Visit Jellylorum

Demelarina

Caramel

Alonzo and Rumpusgeorge

Skimble

Smol Angy Cavity

NBK and Patches

Dancing Jenny

NBK

#cats the musical #cats musical #jellicle tag #CJL #this post will be constantly evolving. sorry if it's confusing idk the best way to arrange a table of contents #bbys first pinned post

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underdark-dreams · 1 year ago

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BG3 Masterlist

Rolan x f!Tav (she/her)

In Amber - [Pining - Angst | Explicit] - AO3

In Corpore Sano - [Hurt/Comfort] - AO3

Life, Death, Resurrection - [Injury - Angst] - AO3

Good Night For Company [ch1] [ch2] - [Fluff - Feelings Realization | Explicit [ch2] ] - AO3

Blades and Spells - [First Meeting - Fluff - Siblings] - AO3

Master - [Obedience - Praise Kink | Explicit] - AO3

More - [Romantic Fluff - Mild Angst - Proposals] - AO3

Starlight - [Slow Dance - Mutual Pining] - AO3

A Strand to Climb [ch1] [ch2] [ch3] [ch4] [ch5] [ch6] - [Angst - Pining - Established Relationship] - AO3 [Complete]

Birds and Bees - [ch1] [ch2] - [Tiefling Ruts - Sexual Tension | Explicit] - AO3

Rolan x Ember (OC by catsharky)

Pent Up - [Trapped in Closet - Tails - Touch Starved | Explicit] - AO3

Dammon x Karlach

Touchable - [Explicit] - AO3

Harper Geraldus x afab!OC

Wet Behind the Ears - [Size Kink - Face Sitting | Explicit] - AO3

Headcanons

Rolan x Dammon [sfw / nsfw]

Dammon x Rolan x gn!Tav pt. 1 [sfw / nsfw]

Dammon x Rolan x gn!Tav pt. 2 [sfw / nsfw]

Dammon x Rolan x gn!Tav at the Grove party

Tav finding Dammon's banned smut stash

Rolan / Dammon as new dads

Misc. for Rolan and Dammon [sfw]

Dammon x m!Tav

Dammon, Rolan, & Zevlor - cooking

Rolan, Dammon, Zevlor - Tails [pining / relationship]

Rolan x top/dom m!Reader [nsfw]

Rolan, Dammon, & Zevlor - borrowing their clothes [nsfw]

#scroll along simply organizing my blorbos #i love these tiefling babies sm #bg3 masterlist #bg3 headcanons #bg3 fic #bg3 fanfiction #rolan x tav #dammon x rolan #dammon x karlach #underdark-dreams #rolan bg3 #bg3 rolan #dammon bg3 #bg3 dammon #bg3 karlach #karlach bg3

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lockwood-fic-recs · 1 month ago

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never knew the best was yet to come

by menina123 on ao3

Rating: T | Category: F/M | Relationship: Lockwood/Lucy

“That was nice of you to make me breakfast. What’s the special occasion?” Lucy said, as her eyes drifted shut again.

“Seriously, Luce?” She felt Lockwood huff a laugh, his chest vibrating against her cheek.

She blinked up at him. “What?”

“Lucy.” The corner of his mouth curled upwards, and his eyes sparkled with mirth. “It's Valentine’s Day.”

Or: Lucy & Lockwood's first Valentine's Day post-TEG, featuring breakfast and talking about their future.

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antennaed-kenzy · 21 days ago

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Red Rose

❀ Mikage Reo x gn!reader

❀ Warnings: fluff, established relationship, everyone is of age, not proofread

❀ Misc: Word count: 2.2k+ Stronger than ever. Series

❀ Red Roses are the flower of love and passion.

Red roses are gifted to loved ones, they symbolize passion and love, well that’s the broad meaning at least. Mikage Reo was standing and your door, an arrangement of red roses in his hand. Looking at his watch over and over checking the time for reassurance. He didn’t want to be too early but didn’t want to be late. Each had their own means for his reason that swarmed his brain.

In the house he was looking at, you were ready– well almost all ready to leave. You were trying on jewelry that went with your floor-length red dress. You rummaged through your jewelry box till you found the piece you were looking for, a necklace with a real dried rose petal trapped in resin.

Outside still, Reo was at her door. He mustered up the courage to knock on her door. You put on your heels, rushing to your door as you struggled. Opening with a bouquet of red roses in his hand.

“Here,” Reo held the bouquet between them, “I heard you liked red roses.” He tilted his head to the side so you could see, flashing a smile.

“Oh, I don’t like red roses.” When Reo heard you say those words, his heart dropped to the floor, did he hear the person wrong then? “I love red roses!” You beamed, grabbing the flowers from his hand. His heart bounced back in place, and a sigh of relief left his mouth. “I love them so much. The symbolize behind them, is how they make you feel when they are gifted to a loved one.”

Taking the flowers in the house, leaving Reo at the wide open door. “Let me put these in a vase.” You looked through the kitchen cabinets, finding a vase to divide the flowers in. You found a few perfect vases, matching the color. You put some water in them, with the flowers next. Laying them on the counter to place elsewhere when you get back.

Reo watched you walk back to him, a smile on your face. He saw the flowers on the kitchen counter, seeing how you took care of them. You taking care of the flowers, just as he wants to take care of you.

“Ready to go?” Reo extended his arm out to you.

“Ready as ever,” With a big smile, you linked her arms around your dates. You let him guide you to his car. He let go of you, opening the door. Grabbing your hand he helped you in the passenger seat.

He walked around, your eyes watching him as he took a seat on the driver's side of his expensive Rolls Royce. You had no clue where he was taking you, but you didn’t question him. If he wanted to keep it a secret, then you respected his wishes. As he said, “a special date with his special lady.”

Reo kept his hand on the steering wheel, though his eyes traveled to you. Seeing you look out the window, your eyes following the trees that pass by. The two of you did love each other, having been dating for a month today, but it still felt new. Reo had difficulties showing how much he did love you, not wanting to go overboard and you leave him.

They came to a spot in a parking lot with a bunch of cars that cost just as much as Reo’s. Getting out of the driver's seat, he walked to your side opening the door for you, his hand out to grab. You fixed your floor-length red dress, Reo holding your hand when you were done. Looking up at the name of the building, [e/c] eyes widened in shock seeing where they went. One of the best places to eat in Tokyo, along with it being on the expensive side as well.

“You look a lot better than anyone else here,” Reo whispered to you, a smile from ear to ear as he looked you up and down. Hand in hand the two of you walked to the entrance of the restaurant.

The hostess greeted them, making the two of you follow her to your seats. Reo pulled your chair before he sat in his own in front of you. Looking around at the interior design, you were amazed having seen nothing of the sort. Sure you had seen the outside plenty of time, always wondering if you could walk inside, and now here you were, with the man of your dreams. Where you were treated like a princess.

Reo and {Y/n} were looking through the menus they were given when they sat at the table. Neither said a word as they looked for what they wanted to eat. The only words they spoke since they got their menus were the orders they put in when the waiter came around.

It’s not like it was awkward– well it was a little awkward. The two just didn’t know what to say to each other. They didn’t go to the same college so they couldn’t talk about what they shared there, they both grew up very different so nothing to bond over in that aspect. Yet, people say opposites attract and they both have yet for that to click.

One thing was for sure, even if they didn’t say it was much, the two of you did really love one another. After a while of waiting in silence, the waiter arrived with their drinks in hand. You ordered red wine while Reo got orange juice.

“I didn’t know you drank?” Reo says, seeing you take a sip of the red wine.

“Well, when you are surrounded by wine in your childhood, you want to try some in your adult years,” You responded, the wine glass leaving your lips as you set it down on the table one more.

“Your mom drinks wine?” He asks, raising a brow. From the times he had met your mother, he had never once seen her as the person to drink wine.

You nodded your head, Reo questioning the reality of how he sees your mother. “Yup, she is a wine taster. That’s a side job of hers.”

Reo interlocked his fingers, placing his chin on top of his hand. “Really, that seems like a cool job,” You had seemed to pique his interest.

“It’s ok. She comes home with wine something though, which isn’t bad. I’ve tried a few, and they aren’t bad.” You smile, taking another sip of the red wine.

This simple conversation was the leeway for them to open up and talk about more things. Conversation from left to right, random topics they each shared an interest in, or about the colleges they attended, more about their childhood and how people from two different lives can come together. Bring up their interest, such as Reo wanting to win a world cup with his best friend Nagi who you meet a few times. Your interest in wanting to open up a bakery one day.

Their college life was different, everyone loved Reo at his college, he had great grades and excelled above the rest. He was good at what he did, at any sport. You, on the other hand, weren’t the prettiest girl at your school, but everyone loved who you were. Your personality outstretched anything, you weren’t in the top five but a lot of people knew your name.

Two people on opposite ends of the stick, one as the rose, the other as the thorns.

The two ended up talking the rest of the night. Reo paid the bill and they sat for a few more minutes before they left, still talking as they walked out of the restaurant. Reo took you around the streets of Tokyo, the two of you talking. Now never running out of topics to spew on about. From their first time meeting at the park to even moments they went through as of now.

The two lovebirds didn’t realize how far they had walked from the restaurant parking lot. The only reason they stopped walking was because of the heels you wore for the night, you had no idea you were going to walk with him this long, yet here you are being carried in his arms.

Reo laid you in the passenger seat of his Rolls Royce. He made sure you were completing in his car before shutting the door. You didn’t have to move a muscle, just like the Roses sitting in their vases at your house.

He dropped you off at your house, giving you one last kiss for the night as he won’t be able to see you tomorrow. You stared at the door for a while, Reo looking at you oblivious– oh.

Your date got out of his driver's seat walking in front of the car to your side. Reo opened the door for you, his hand out to grab for leverage. Not letting go of your hand when you place it in his, he walks you to your apartment door. Opening the door for you.

“I had a wonderful time with you, my love.”

You stand at the door, looking at your boyfriend. A smile on his cherry lips and his purple eyes spoke to your soul– to your heart that was calling out toward him. He was the sun, you were his red rose. You leaned toward the sun, and the sun welcomed you. You were the only flower in the plenty that needed the sun more than the rest, and he was there to lend you the light to grow.

“Night, Reo,” You gave him a kiss on the top of his head. Closing the door behind you, a giddy smile stretched from ear to ear.

He was yours, no one else. Mikage Reo, the richest man in Japan was in love with you. He is your sun, and you are the rose he wishes to keep safe.

You slide down your door, taking off your heels, though you don’t get up yet. You think about today and everything the two of you talked about, how he carried you back to the car, how he walked you to the door even now.

Looking up to the kitchen counter were the red roses in their respective vases. You were able to fit about 3 to 4 flowers in the vase from the 20 that was in the bouquet. You strip off your dress, changing into comfy pajamas that you threw on the couch for this specific moment.

———

Reo was texting you at practice, he couldn’t– or he didn’t want to put his phone down. All his friends were teasing him about you. Asking how yesterday went, he couldn’t keep you a secret from anyone. His friends knew about you, his classmates knew about you, to make matters worse everyone wanted to see you in person and not through photos on his phone.

You were at home, giggling at your phone when you saw a text from your boyfriend pop up. You legs up in the air kicking back and forth, twirling your hair in your fingers. You were a love-sick teenager and you never wanted this feeling to stop.

Ring!

Your doorbell?

Getting up from the couch you walk to your door. You peeped through the peephole you didn’t see anyone outside. You crack open the door, looking from left to right no one was there. Facing down on your doorstep, there is was.

‘Red roses?’ You bend down to grab the scatter of roses. They weren’t wrapped paper to keep them together, no they were scattered on the ground as if someone threw them. You see a message attached to one of the roses.

“I plucked every thorn for you. I took off every imperfect petal for you. I would do it over and over again though. I don’t care if it hurt my hand or if it hurt my heart. For you, I would do it over and over again. For you to be happy, for you to display them and not be hurt by the thrones, to see the petals you don’t want to rip off. I did it all for you, my treasure.” – You’re boyfriend till the end, Reo <3

You didn’t know what to feel. Reo did this for you. He cherished you so much he took the hard task out of the way. Your eyes well, water dripping on the paper. You simply couldn't help but cry, though it wasn’t the sadness, but rather out of pure bliss for him.

Reo the man in your wildest dreams had given you your favorite flowers in the world. You felt blessed to have someone like him in your life, let alone him only wanting you in his life. Red Roses, the reason you loved red roses was cause you never thought someone could match the aspect of how they make you feel, yet here Reo is making you feel even better than the sight of the flower.

He was the flower and you were his sun, looking down on him as he followed– or I guess you could be the flower, the sun looking down on what has grown.

a/n: not going to live, I procrastinated the hell out of this one. It took so long. But I did it Yohoo!! No, but like seriously why did it take me so long

#blue lock #kenzy wrote #fanfic #bllk #blue lock manga #x y/n #mikage reo x reader #blue lock reo #mikage reo #reo mikage #reo x reader #bllk reo #blue lock x reader

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writingmeraki · 1 year ago

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would u still love me if i were a worm ?

! pairing : strawhat pirates! x gn!reader, zoro x gn!reader, luffy x gn!reader,sanji x gn!reader,established relationship.

! genre : crack, fluff, romance.

! warnings : cussing, nothing serious but do lmk if I missed anything bcoz I suck at warnings LMFAO.

! author's note : these were too fucking fun to make LMFAOO I be doing everything but updating my other fics I'm so sorry 😞but I do have something of the continuing works coming v soon ( one day or two) so stay tuned for that meanwhile enjoy this ! let me know what u think of this lololol

MODERN AU !

— LUFFY

— SANJI

— ZORO

all written works as well as images and edits (unless credited) belong to pri. do not plagiarise, repost, re-edit or claim as yours. pics mostly found on pinterest.

feedback is always appreciated 💌

links : main navi ! | misc masterlist !

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gennabi · 3 months ago

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my heart rests in between your palms

solomon x reader (no pronouns) • 0.4k

romantic; fluff, reverse comfort, angst if you squint, established relationship

[ haven't written in a while.. i might have gotten rustyyy , eepy solomon ]

misc masterlist | main masterlist

He barely registers the sound of feet padding across the floor until a weighted blanket is placed across his shoulders. Blinking away the doze he fell into, blobs of your facial features enter his field of vision, the flutter of his eyelashes increasing when he could make out the furrow between your eyebrows.

"The tea wasn't sweet enough," he suddenly remarks, gaze sweeping to the empty cup on the table for a few seconds, "Didn't wake me up."

A sigh escapes your lips and the room is quiet before you take a step closer. Warm against his cold pale skin, your palm cups the side of his face, thumb softly carressing the curve of his cheek. White strands lightly tickle your hand as he leans in, the action not diminishing a certain firmness in your tone.

"Well, good."

His head tilts up, familiar hues of brown and blue in his irises meeting yours. Good? What part of it is good? The sorcerer's mouth opens except you're much ahead.

"You should sleep."

A laughter bubbles up from the back of his throat, the sound coming out more slurry and hushed in his half concious state. Sleep? That's for humans. He isn't one. Well, not anymore anyway.

Your lips are pursed tightly then at his reaction, something he realizes only when he feels a small sting to his cheek. He smiles, lifting a hand and covering your fingers with it instead. Did you just pinched him?

"What?" The one sentence tumbles out innocent from one who's infamous for just being himself.

"You should sleep." You repeat, and perhaps because you were the one who said it, his focus subconciously direct to his bed behind you. Two pillows are arranged next to each other, one side of the bedsheet crumpled beside the other still neatly tucked and flat, the sight still strange for him to grasp his mind around. He doesn't dwell on it too much. He can think about it tomorrow. He should think about it tomorrow. For tonight, he should...

"Sleep." He hums in agreement, pressing a kiss to the inside of your wrist. Just for a night.. Tonight, he'll sleep. Tonight, he's a human lulled in the embrace of his lover. Tonight, he's the human he hardly remembers: Solomon.

#happy befday grandpa schmookums #i love you ♥︎#gennabi writes 💖#obm x reader #obey me x reader #obm fluff #obey me fluff #solomon x reader #solomon fluff #obm solomon #obey me solomon

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kumiaku · 5 months ago

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Kinktober Day 13 - Branding (Kinich)

Kinktober Day 13 - Branding/Tattoos, Kinich x Reader, Genshin Impact

Masterlist

Misc. Tags/Info - Branding/Tattoo, Established Relationship, Kinich is giving reader a tattoo bcuz they are getting married, hush hush its not in game i just thought it’d be cute, ajaw is throwing up in the corner, slight cardiophilia, slight angst/hurt comfort, reader is a lil messed up in the brain ngl but its hot imo, dirty talk, no actual smut it's just suggestive, GN reader

WC - 683

Nsfw under cut

Kinich’s hands were bare against your collarbone, a low burn emanating from under your skin as his finger tips pushed over your skin. “Remember, you have to stay still.”

You barely hummed, breath shorn from your lungs, his face was so very close to yours, and he leaned in even closer, eyes focused on your clavicle as he mapped out the area with his eyes. His warm breath bounced over your skin, his eyelashes low and so very pretty. “You have to breathe too.” He chided gently, ever the fusser.

“I know.” You breathed out, then in, manually. Were you taking too deep of breaths? Why were you even this flustered? It was like it was your wedding day already, well, it might as well be.

Your hand crept up Kinich’s chest, flush against his skin - just on the other side of his heart. You could feel it beating too, pumping a rhythm that you tried to steady your breath to, you wanted to press your forehead to Kinich’s, maybe kiss him, hug him, love him, but that’d make it all the more difficult for him to actually emblaze matching tattoos onto you.

“Ready?” Kinich murmured, one of his hands dipping down to catch the needle in his steady hands, inky oil dripping off the tip as he tapped it once - then twice. It was a special needle, newly created as an engagement present for the two of you by Xilonen.

It’d hurt, you tried not to tense, knowing that it’d make the lines on your skin less fluid if you shook or moved. But you focused instead on the gentle beating beneath your palm. You hummed a confirmation and bit your lip.

Kinich breathed out as he began the first mark, feeling you tense in his hold. It hurt, but it didn’t hurt badly. It was a needle point stabbing pain, one that emanated in your skin and followed your muscles, but there was another feeling - an elation underneath it all.

That heart you held on the other side of his skin, the heart he was drawing over, the two would be forever connected. You would forever belong to him, until all of your skin rotted off, until your bones turned to dust, but even then you’d be connected to him. Even when Kinich died and Ajaw took hold, there would be proof of the love you shared on both your forms.

Your eyes couldn’t seem to focus on anything except Kinich’s, even if he wasn’t returning your gaze, instead fervently focusing on the small design he was carving and inking into your skin. You let a small noise slip as you swallowed your saliva.

Barely half a second later, Kinich took back the pen, pressing it into the pot of ink to collect more, “I’d prefer you make noises of pleasure instead of pained ones.”

“That was one.” You freely admit, fingertips tapping against his chest, gliding up to his neck and tracing the marking extending from his neck down to his midchest. “The thought of forever belonging to you, these marks devoted to our love.”

Kinich let out a breath, his cheeks seemed to flush the slightest bit, his hand on your chest gripping your skin a little bit as he looked back over towards you. “Keep talking like that and I’ll want to get repaid, sooner than later.”

Though it was meant as a tease, or a warning, you took it more as a promise, shifting forward in his lap, eliciting him to take in a breath. Beneath your ass you felt something begin to shift, growing stiffer. “Maybe we can do both at the same time.”

“I’d mess up the linework then.” Kinich shook his head, pushing you back a little bit. You almost laughed, but stifled it when the needle returned to your collarbone.

You let out your deep breath slowly, patiently waiting for a moment that was convenient to reply once again, to tease him more than you already knew you had based on the hardness pressing against your ass. “Then you’ll just have to wait.”

#kinich x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact #kinich #kinktober 2024 #kinktober

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the-mortuary-witch · 4 months ago

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BEELZEBUB

WHO IS HE?

Beelzebub or Baʿal Zebub, also spelled Beelzebul or Belzebuth, and occasionally known as the Lord of the Flies, is a name derived from a Philistine god, formerly worshipped in Ekron. In some Abrahamic religions he is described as a major demon. The name Beelzebub is associated with the Canaanite god Baal.

BASIC INFO:

Appearance: according to tradition, Beelzebub is often depicted as a demonic figure with a human-like appearance. Some accounts describe him as a large, imposing figure with a dark, menacing presence. In some interpretations, he has the body of a man and the head of a lion or bull, a reflection of his association with the city of Ekron, known for its veneration of Baal-Zebul. Others describe him as having bat-like wings, a long tail, and carrying a pitchfork, which are common attributes of traditional Satan figures.

Personality: Beelzebub's personality when working with devotees can vary depending on the individual and their relationship with him. Some interpret him as a stern figure who expects devotion and respect, while others see him as a more playful and mischievous entity who can offer insight and knowledge to his followers. In general, Beelzebub is often seen as a powerful and transformative force, capable of bringing about significant changes in the lives of those who work with him, although these changes may not always be pleasant or comfortable.

Symbols: flies, insects, bulls, horns, crown, bones, serpents, lions, inverted cross, pentagrams, and dragons

King/God of: envy, gluttony, and flies

Culture: Demonic and Jewish

Plants and trees: wormwood, hellebore, nightshade, dittany, belladonna, mandrake, blackthorn, yew, elder, and mistletoe

Crystals: black obsidian, jet stone, black tourmaline, malachite, black agate, bloodstone, fluorite, black onyx, and black spinel

Animals: bulls, dragons, flies, goats, lions, rams, insects, and serpents

Incense: ylang-ylang, frankincense, dragon’s blood, myrrh, clove, jasmine, patchouli, mugwort, sandalwood, and cinnamon

Practices: manifestation, shadow work, death magick, ancestor worship, spirit work, banishing, psychic abilities, and wealth

Colours: red and black

Number: 666

Zodiac: Scorpio

Tarot: The Devil, The Tower, and Five of Wands

Planet: Pluto

Days: Monday, Halloween, Samhain, and Walpurgis Night

Parents: N/A

Siblings: N/A

Partner: N/A

Children: N/A

MISC:

Flies: Beelzebub is derived from the Hebrew words “Ba’al” (“Lord”) and “Zebub” (“Fly”), which literally means “Lord of Flies”. In the Bible, Beelzebub is referred to as a king of flies and in some ancient texts, flies are said to be his spies or messengers. This association with flies makes Beelzebub a symbol of filth, pestilence, and decay.

Bulls: Beelzebub is associated with bulls because he is often associated with the god Baal, who was associated with bulls. In fact, Beelzebub’s name, Bael Zebub, comes from the name Baal Zebul, which means "Lord of Flies" but is also a play on "Lord of the High Place", referring to the high place of worship in the ancient city of Ekron, where Baal-Zebul was worshipped. In this context, Baal was seen as a fertility god, and was associated with bulls.

Inverted cross: he is associated with the inverted cross because the inverted cross is often used as a symbol of rejection of authority and rejection of the "established order." Beelzebub is often seen as a figure of rebellion and defiance against authority, which is why he is associated with the inverted cross.

Pentagram: Beelzebub is associated with pentagrams because the pentagram is often used in magical and occult rituals to represent the elements and the five points of the human body. The pentagram is also a potent symbol of protection and magic, which is important to Beelzebub’s image as a demonic figure associated with dark magic and powerful spells. Additionally, the pentagram is often used in rituals that are meant to call upon or invoke demonic entities, which is consistent with Beelzebub’s associations.

Gluttony: his association with gluttony is what many ancient cultures saw him as a figure of excess and overindulgence. He was often seen as a figure that encouraged people to give in to their base desires and cravings, especially related to food and pleasure.

Serpents: Beelzebub is associated with serpents because the serpent is often seen as a symbol of temptation and deception. In many cultures and religious traditions, the serpent is seen as a cunning figure that can lead people astray and tempt them with its wiles and cunning. Beelzebub, as a figure of temptation and corruption, is often associated with the serpent as part of his image and symbolism.

FACTS ABOUT BEELZEBUB:

Beelzebub is often portrayed as the Prince of Hell and one of the seven archdemons, according to traditional lore.

Sometimes he is depicted with wings, such as bat-like wings, which reflect his association with the supernatural and otherworldly.

He is typically associated with flies and insects, which is reflected in his name, which means "Lord of Flies."

Beelzebub is associated with corruption, filth, and disease.

He is sometimes seen as a ruler of the 7th level of Hell, which is sometimes associated with lust.

Assists in casting menacing curses, but can also help reverse curses.

He helps with with healing, abundance, social growth, promotions, money, and luck.

Beelzebub is often seen as a figure who can bring about significant changes or transformation in the lives of those who work with him.

He is a fierce protector of children and family members.

HOW TO INVOKE BEELZEBUB:

To work with Beelzebub, you should begin by establishing a connection with him through rituals or invocation. This can involve creating an altar or shrine, lighting candles, and calling out to him. Some people also use offerings such as incense, images, or a favourite item of yours that is significant to you. It’s also important to be clear and respectful in your invocation, and to explain what you are looking to gain or achieve by working with him. Additionally, it's essential to be aware of the risks and potential consequences of working with a powerful and dark entity like Beelzebub.

PRAYER FOR BEELZEBUB:

Oh great and mighty Beelzebub, I invoke your presence and ask for your assistance. I offer my respect and devotion to you, and ask that you hear my petition. I humbly ask for your guidance and protection, and offer you this (leave an offering for him) as a token of my devotion. Beelzebub, I call upon you to grant my request (state your request). Hear my words and respond to my call. So mote it be.

SIGNS THAT BEELZEBUB IS CALLING YOU:

Repeated dreams or visions of Beelzebub or his symbols, such as flies or the number 666.

A strong sense of attraction or fascination with Beelzebub or the darker aspects of mysticism and spirituality.

Increase in negative influences or challenges in your life, which could be seen as test from Beelzebub.

Unexplained or otherworldly noises, such as a persistent buzzing or whisper.

Feeling of being watched or a sense of presence near you, especially in dark or secluded spaces.

Increased sensitivity to the supernatural or paranormal, such as seeing shadows, lights, or other phenomena.

A sudden pull towards or interest in darker or taboo topics, such as black magick, demonology, or the occult.

OFFERINGS:

Bones and skulls.

Flies or insects that died naturally.

Black candles.

Flowers, such as black roses.

Menstrual blood, bodily fluids, or hair (only if you have a good relationship with him, please be cautious).

A favourite items that is significant to you.

Playlist dedicated to him.

Painting or drawing.

Money or other valuables.

Poetry dedicated to him.

Foods or drinks: whiskey, black liquorice, pomegranates, dark chocolate, black coffee or tea, spices or herbs with a strong or bitter taste (chili peppers, cloves, etc), dark fruits and berries, duck or liver, root vegetables, and wine (especially red wine).

DEVOTIONAL ACTS:

Study and practice the arts, particularly those that are associated with darkness, mystery, or transformation.

Explore dark or obscure books, literature, and media related to Beelzebub and the occult.

Immerse yourself in intense or extreme physical activities such as climbing a mountain or running a marathon.

Participate in dark magic or spellwork, with a focus on the dark and mysterious or destructive or transformative outcomes.

Practice meditation or astral projection with the goal of meeting Beelzebub or other demonic entities.

Offer up your fears and darkest thoughts to Beelzebub as a form of transmutation and release.

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