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Concetto Faunus x Reader HCs

(Because I can do what I want with my beloved characters and I will)

(TW for mentions of mpreg, body horror gross stuff and implied violence)

Jokes aside Faunus' main love language is gift giving mixed with acts of service, and he likes to show off that he's able to provide for you by getting you whatever you want, however insignificant or useful to you.

Congratulations! You've got a sugar daddy now.

He also very much enjoys showing you off to his flock, and you'd quickly become a praised and envied star among his cult as their High Priest's beloved.

That's where all his rustic charm stops because he's a bit detached from real, meaningful romance. His attempts to be romantic are point blank just him copying and overusing what he sees on his old sappy 60's-70's romance tv shows/movies. He can be a bit awkward if he is not met with the reaction he expected ("we don't have to have a picnic by candlelight every night, you know...", "...well.. but it is a special occasion, is it not?... eh.. Being with you.. 😊")

He's trying his best.

You're not an object of indoctrination to him, and you're here by your own choice. He's not your leader, thus he's not all sure what to do with you.

"Would you like to take a walk together in my garden? What's your favourite flower? I shall order thousands and we'll plant them together! ..eh, as long as you'll help me bend down?"

And his time to swoon you is limited! He must do what he can before he becomes too unable to control his monster form as his pregnancy progresses. And there's so much to do...

"Do you wish to go on a trip, amore mio? ( ' my love? ' ) A Roma? Firenze? Pisa? Italy has so many delicious places to see! And it isn't just about the food~" *wink*

At night as you're going to bed he'll sometimes ask if you feel happy with him. Not out of insecurity or anything he just genuinely wants to know if he's crossing boundaries or not, in a sort of business-like fashion, like how a waiter would ask you if you're satisfied or 'hows's it going'.

In the beginnings of the relationship almost always it has to be you who initiates physical contact. Faunus is a bit of a prude, gets easily flustered if you get touchy.

Or even if you compliment his body/make flirty remarks about him being big.

Lots of old man grumbling and "I'm not that big" as he crosses his arms and tries to make himself small to cover himself up.

Making himself small is like trying to blend in with aliens given that he's 6 ft and his body type is plump in general.

Despite this he really does enjoy being complimented, he revels in feeling beautiful to someone else. He just doesn't want to be percieved as a 'softie', what with being a wealthy figure with power and all. That's why he's so grouchy despite being easily flustered.

Please PLEASE touch his belly. Same story as mentioned earlier. He might complain at first but he loves it, he's just being grouchy. Fair warning though he is basically perpetually pregnant with demonic maggots, you will be feeling chunky worm-like bodies writhing beneath his skin.

"A-ah... I do apologize for that, that's- can you feel them?" He's a little nervous of your reaction as you prod his tummy 😔

He fear you'll be repulsed by him, gets flustered if you not only treat his blessing with normalcy but show interest in how it works and ask him tons of questions that you'd usually punch into the Google search bar.

And he feels embarassed for making a fool of himself in front of you.

This is where he might have moments where he distances himself out of self-conciousness that what he has to live with isn't normal and you will eventually have to watch him slowly transform into a fly monster as he gradually becomes unable to keep his human form.

He doesn't want you to see him get more and more disgusting and he transforms into a giant blowfly.

He doesn't want you to see him lose his mind little by little as his Lord's influence and his relentless hunger drives him to madness

He doesn't want to end up seeing you as food

And Lord Barathrum forbid, he doesn't want you to see him lay eggs. Those disgusting things he can't help but be protective over. It's his 'gift', to be a progenitor of an entirely new species to spread, Barathrum sings praises of his 'blessing'.

But only for you does he feel humiliation. Because he is not what a standard man should be.

He's loathed humanity to the point where he gave up half of it to become a monster. Distance himself to become part of something superior. He takes pride that he is one of the leaders of a greater kind.

And yet... he seeks closure, if only from you.

Somewhere in his maddned state, he wonders: can you still love him? Are you repulsed? Do you find him grisly, embarassing? Would you be able to see the same prim and proper man you've loved, in this bloated fly abomination? Can you see him?

His shock is as noticeable as day and night when you actually approach him, you touch him. Brush his greasier hair, wipe off the remnants of digestive saliva that drips from his mouth. His eyes are many and they'd still not know where to look in reaction. Much less what to say.

His head twitches instinctively like a bug, his wings tense. Still, you aren't backing away from him.

"I.. I'll hurt you if you stay." He would warn you at some point when his mind is clear enough. He fears his hunger would betray him.

"No, you won't." You'd tell him confidently. You trusted him even when his senses were not all there. Bold, or perhaps foolish.

And then you put your hands over his belly again

He freezes as he experiences a near-instant flashback of you caring for him like this when he was fully human.

You encourage him, you tell him that you're proud, just like what Barathrum would say.

His heart melts and he purrs, finally relaxing into your touch for good. He might drool a lot but he tries to keep his face far away from you as he can to not get you dirty <3

If you tend to his belly the same way you did when he was human, as his senses grow more animalistic he comes to percieve you as a caretaker-partner instead of potential food, thus proving your confidence previously that you were in the right: he wouldn't have hurt you even when his mind wasn't there temporarily.

Do you know when flies kinda poke around stuff they've just landed on with their proboscis? Faunus will be doing that, it's his insect equivalent of 'peppering you in kisses'. Stomps over to you, sniffs around to make sure you're still alive, then the mutated tongue-proboscis comes out to give you sloppy kisses wherever.

Also, he still enjoys giving you gifts!! Although they may not be expensive things you may have desired, more like a slab of fresh raw meat, or tons of sugary foods he's saved up to share with you <3 there's a little bit of moisture and drool on the packaging but other than that the sweet treats are perfectly sealed (he's restrained himself really hard!!!).

Post-birth after he finally gains his sanity back and control over his human form, expect the longest apology in history that you had to see him like that and thanking you for trusting him not to hurt you. He's very ashamed that he can't just be prim and proper for you all the time okay💔 he enjoys looking nice for you.

All in all he's really not that bad as a partner, just a touch awkward and prudish but he's very genuine.

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GIVE ME A LIKE 

DROP ME A LINE 

MUTUALS OR NOT 

EITHER IS FINE

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Elizabeth Eve. Despereaux has appeared! What to do?

Bang

Insult

Awkward hug

Hug

"Ugh well, I'd never! How crass." She says, pursing her lower lip slightly as she pouted with disappointment at, mainly, the first 'option'.

"What're you, daft? Or som' Reyvaslikkari? ( ' arse-licker? ' ) Don't you know I'm already spok'n for?"

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Why Bother with Getting In on the Ground Floor when the Cellar is So Much Better?

LONGLEGS RP BLOG

18+

Non-Selective | Non-Exclusive | Timeline Nonspecific | WIP

SPOILERS APLENTY!

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Bloodbath At The House of Death (1984)

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I'm alive !!!!

Update on this blog as well since it's been so long since I've written/reblogged anything.

Other than lacking the inspiration to write and roleplay, I've finally managed to get into art school!! Albeit a little later than I would have preferred, but I'm grateful nontheless. Work's been up to my neck, been busy getting gifts/making gifts for friends (festivities and otherwise) and overall just focusing on myself so I haven't really been online checking on people's blogs and whatnot😞 I hope to again eventually.

Now that I'm on vacation I'm gonna try and plan some time to keep reorganizing my blogs and finish writing lore stuff for some.

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"The elf is beginning to remind me of... oh, my beloved Domenico, my most faithful member, my friend..." his gaze softened a little, staring at the ground with melancholy. He missed Domenico already, and if his vampiric companion wasn't enough- those table games Dome invited him to play reminded him an awful lot of the current situation he found himself in: all these epic quests, killing monsters... making trades... exploring without a permanent home to go back to...

He told himself he would only tolerate these heretic strangers for their strenght, to aid him in his journey to get this worm out of his head and find a way back home, but... the gith made him him think of Beata Maria, and now this odd vampire variant reminding him of his favourite follower after their... recent passionate escapade.

...Merda, they were starting to grow on him.

Surely, Barathrum would understand his choice to trust these heretics in this situation? They are quite laid-back, after all.. he hoped they wouldn't start to doubt his faith.. ohh, the rest of this journey will be most stressful.

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"I don't have time for talking mirrors and magic passcodes. Of course I'd threaten to smash it, my patience wears thin in this... filthy, filthy village.

At least the walking elf corpse knows good fashion."

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"By the love of Barathrum, where have I been transported to?! Where is my beloved home?? My flock??? Oh... oh no..." from confusion and panic, to utter dread in his voice, as Concetto came to the following realization:

"My precious Faunettes?!? Where- ... I can't.. I cannot feel them within me, no, no, NO!" he yelled, before his face grimaced into discomfort- the parasite that had been implanted in his eye writhed, he could feel it moving around his brain.

May Barathrum and Beelzebub damn that forsaken alien-squid ship that he'd woken up in! Oh... if only he had his fly-like abilities.

Every single blasted thing in this world would know no peace until the High Priest of the Sons of Gluttony, Progenitor of the New Children of Earth, found his way back home. Back to his children, to his true deity.

" ( 'foolish beings...' ) Stupid esseri..." he growled through gritted teeth, rage boiling from deep within his rotten heart.

"Worshipping heretic, false Gods, waltzing around like some psychic worm in your brain will ascend you to a higher status in the blink of an eye.. the sacrilege, utter blasphemy to call yourselves a 'True Soul'.. you will regret taking me from my flock. I will show you. I'll show you what a 'true soul' really is.. in the name of our Almighty Lurcher Barathrum, heir to the Throne of Gluttony. You all require correction. You... will know their name! E ti faró inchinare davanti alloro profeta! A me! ( 'And I will make you bow before their prophet! To me!' )"

He clutched his belly, now devoid of any grotesque life growing inside, left only with the softness of layers of fat. It felt like a part of him was missing, like it had been stripped away- replaced with some demented mockery of it, an insult to his title as Progenitor, inside of his brain.

At least the little extra-terrestrial worm proved to be of some use with it's power to control others and pry into their mind, but he would not fall victim to the influence of this heretic deity. Barathrum's faith shall prevail.

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Faunus remembers it, and tries to forget every bit of it.

Beata remembers little to nothing of it (understandably since she's centuries old and has lived it in the medieval times).

Elizabeth and Adam remember it but don't think much of it/don't care since it's something mundane to them (unless you're asking them to remember a specific memory).

does your oc remember their childhood?

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Faunus killed his own parents, but not before tormenting them for months (to keep them in fear) under a guise until the 'big reveal' of who their tormentor was, where he decided to end them both (which was also a slow process, he wouldn't give them the satisfaction of a quick death of course).

Beata Maria genuinely cares for Faunus and enjoys being in his company, she can relate to him and she sees him as a close friend but just will not admit to it openly. She's dead set on keeping her image between them as nothing but strictly professional in the eyes of the flock.

Adam misses Freddy, he's hurt and bitter that their friendship grew sour because Freddy doesn't accept Elizabeth's nature (shocker that not everyone is cool with cannibal evil fairies😡 the world is so unfair /j); he was one of his closest friends, their relationship was meaningful to him- and to an extent he still genuinely cares for him, but he's also not willing to accept why Freddy cut their friendship short, because then he'd have to admit to himself that he was never 'good' to begin with despite his attempts: Elizabeth's love helped him truly discover how much he enjoys causing the same pain that she likes to inflict on others.

Elizabeth doesn't really like tiramisu, Adam's favourite dessert, but she doesn't have the heart to tell him so she'll eat it anyway.

what's a secret your oc will take to the grave?

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Faunus:

Beata Maria: sleeps naked.

Adam: this or that, depending on his 'comfy' mood.

Elizabeth:

What does your OC wear to bed?

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UPDATE. (bit overdue)

The event has officially been concluded! I will no longer be accepting prompts or starters about it. Though this doesn't mean I will drop any ongoing threads with peeps! In future replies I might make a new thread with an updated title that the event of the thread is over lol.

The one thing I deeply regret here is not having wtitten more stuff for myself or dash comms. lmao, oh well, can't force inspo outta myself xD

EVENT: IL CARNEVALE DI VENEZIA

The great High Priest of a notorious Gluttony Cult in Italy, Concetto Faunus, is away from home. Gone off to celebrate his birthday in Venice during the time of the Carnival, followed by the other three Gluttony Priests, and Domenico.

The event begins today, the date of my OC's actual birthday, February 11th, and it ends on March 31st at 10 PM GMT/5 PM EST.

This event will contain NSFW content, so please I ask to refrain from having underage muses interacting! (The exact same golden rule going for underage muns/writers obviously. You ain't off the hook either buster😠)

THERE ARE TWO SCENARIOS YOU CAN INVOLVE YOUR MUSE INTO:

You can have your muse join Faunus & the gang in the Carnival & his birthday celebration in general in Venice! Have fun! Drink! Eat to your heart's content! Cause shenanigans! Dance with the muses! Or you can try courting them too... just be careful if you choose to try your luck with Eve or Adam. (Context provided at the bottom here)

You can have your muse visit the Faunus residence (or stumble across it...); here, you will be greeted by one of Beata Maria's children: Lisa Maria-Antonietta, and her friendgroup: a selkie and witch guitarists, and a werewolf drummer; they are on babysitting duty, looking after Faunus' children: the faunettes, giant maggots with infant faces that will eat and destroy anything in their sight if they are not kept under proper watch, and will starve to death if not fed for more than a day and a half. Lisa is the lead singer of her band and a very passionate musician along with her friends, she might try to persuade your muse to stay and watch over the faunettes for them as they go to perform a quick live-show, would your muse be able to handle the thousands of worm toddlers? And If your muse stays long enough at the mansion... they might also be greeted by the deity of one of the Gluttony cults, Beelzebub! Coming to meet his worm grandchildren 💜

RULES:

1. First and foremost I request you read through the beginning of the event! So you have an idea of what is going on and gain more context about the scenarios instead of going in blind.

2. Anyone can join! Our muses don't need to know eachother already to interact. Just be sure to tag anything involving the event as #event: il carnevale di venezia !!

3. You can write random starters with either one of the two scenarios! Just tag me and be sure you've read the beginning of the event first. (Mainly to have some context)

4. If you want me to write a random starter for you, regarding this event, send me one of the following emojis:

🎭 for a completely random starter (muse will be picked by the mun) set in THE VENICE CARNIVAL. ( or by commenting 'masquerade' )

🏠 for a completely random starter (muse will be picked by the mun) set in THE FAUNUS RESIDENCE. ( or by commenting 'home' )

🐝 for a specific starter with FAUNUS. ( or by commenting 'fly' )

👾 for a specific starter with BEATA MARIA. ( or by commenting 'blob' )

🧚‍♀️ for a specific starter with EVE. ( or by commenting 'fairy' )

💚 for a specific starter with ADAM. ( or by commenting 'green heart' )

💋 for a specific starter with DOMENICO. ( or by commenting 'kiss' )

🔥 for a specific starter with FREDDY. ( or by commenting 'fire' )

🎸 for a specific starter with LISA. ( or by commenting 'guitar' )

5. If you're multimuse and you send one or more of the previous emojis: please specify which muse for which emoji!

6. Freddy is going to be present at the Venice Carnival only! So if you want a starter with him, your muse will be at the Carnival since he is keeping an eye from a distance on the leaders of the cults to ensure no mayhem or public hysteria breaks out as a result of them doing something they shouldn't. (Your muse can also provoke Freddy and somehow try to force him out of hiding to expose him to the Gluttony Priests, but that's entirely up to you)

7. As you may have noticed, Lisa's friends and Beelzebub do not have an emoji you can choose from above! That's because these guys in particular are not meant to be picked; they will appear on their own only if you choose to go to the Faunus Residence. (picture it as being like finding a rare Pokemon in a specific area!)

8. Only in the Carnival scenario belly kinks, stuffing/foodplay and vore kinks might be present, just so you're aware of that! If you specifically want to go for a more frisky route involving those- you can hmu with your nsfw alt. if you have one. (And please let me know what you are and aren't comfortable with!)

9. Anons are also welcome to interact with the event! Talk with any to the Gluttony Priests! Go pester Domenico! Ask questions about Lisa's friends! Try to grab a faunette! Go hog wild.

10. Have fun and no drama!! This event was made on the spot for funsies to celebrate my OC's birthday, interact with friends and other mutuals alike, and flesh out my own universe.