#Beelzenef

[fiirekat]

Umehito Nekozawa 🐈‍⬛🖤

[stick-by-me]

Beelzenef!

New follower sticker for: @gh0str3c0rd3r!

[puppetdaily]

Beelzenef from Ouran High School Host Club

[nekorenge]

rainy day shelter

[suunkiised]

Ok, SO, I have an art request for when you get your new drawing tablet- maybye some ohshc art of either kyoya or takashi?? (maybe Umehito?)

your boy!!

[Start ID: A flat drawing of Umehito Nekozawa from Ouran High School Host Club on a plain light grey background. you can't see his eyes but he's smiling and holing up Beelzenef. End ID.]

[cold-heart-warm-writings]

OHSHC and What they forgot on the first day of school

Mori: His voice

Honey: His insole lifts

Hikaru: Everything he learned the previous year

Kaoru: His new school year, new me resolutions

Haruhi: Her favorite pen

Tamaki: A sense of calm

Kyoya: A positive attitude

Renge: Her official school uniform, and NOT her cosplay school uniform

Kasanoda: His cat ears

Nekozawa: Beelzenef - Accidentally left him in the wash. The school year is off to a cursed start. How delightful.

[sunflowerrosewood]

Falling and Confessing Headcanon ~ Umehito Nekozawa

Author's Note: Since my other account @cheekyredwillow got deleted. I am adding some of my favorite fanfictions to this account and revamping this one. I hope to make an actual list of fandoms I am still a fan of! NO requests for the time being.

On to the headcanon!

~You ended up joining the host club

~Only because Kyoya saw your design skill as an asset

~You could make posters to show off the host club

~You were actually the same age as Tamaki and Kyoya

~Which led you to meeting Nekozawa soon after

~Well after the twins pestered him to come out and meet you

~You didn’t know that Nekozawa had been watching you 

~Call it interest 

~But really a hard crush

~To the extent where he left a Beelzenef plush in your locker as a way to show he was interested in you

~(which you totally kept on your bedside)

~And the twins just had to have you meet him

~This first encounter caused him to yell at the twins before completing falling apart when you handed him Beelzenef

~Before you could ask him about it, he ran away and avoided you for weeks 

~You were actually curious about him so while the host club was busy

~You moved your way over to the occult club and knocked. You hoped to see Nekozawa again

~Nekozawa peaked out 

~He felt his heart jump to his throat 

~Hands were also sweating 

~But when you introduced yourself with a smile

~He felt like he could relax

~And the nerves he had were pertaining to his crush rather than being scared of you

~After you introduced yourself, you asked if he was free and wanted to talk

~So the two of you went into the occult club and talked for hours, from favorite things to favorite foods, the conversation lasted for hours

~After that incident, Nekozawa would appear more around you

~He felt like in order for you to get to know him, he had to show up a little more

~Which led to his confession 

~The host club wanted to partner with the occult club

~Which just meant Nekozawa was around a lot

~You were asking him about what he thought about the poster that you created for the host club and the occult club

~You made two different versions so the host club could hang posters up for people who liked their club

~And a darker side of posters to represent the occult club

~So you were curious if Nekozawa would like this for the occult club to put up

~And he might have said “God I love you” when you asked his thoughts on the occult club version

~He realized what he said and his eyes widened. He began to run.

~You froze but grabbed Nekozawa before he could run

~When he confessed to telling the truth, you hugged him tight

~He let out a squeak before hugging back. He made a little joke that hopefully that meant you liked him back.

~Which you laughed and agreed.

~The host club definitely teased you two for the rest of the day about your relationship 

~But it still meant you two could begin your relationship and figure out your first date

[greenvillainredemption]

While I’m still in Ouran mode, I realized that Nekozawa (my best boy from the very beginning) could very possibly be autistic n here’s why

- Extremely sensitive to light. He wears a cloak and hides in the shadows, screams when hit by direct light, and seems to shut down when out in broad daylight without his cloak.

- The cloak is mostly an accommodation to deal with the light, but it also could be seen as a pressure stim. Cocooned wrapped cozy.

- Volume control. I initially watched the show dubbed so those are the voices I associate with the characters, BUT in the original Japanese his voice is sort of quiet and whispery. Sounds like me when I was younger and people always told me to speak up, n I’m like ‘girl I’m trying this is my highest setting’

- Black magic and cats special interest, that’s like his whole Thing

- Comfort item Beelzenef the kitty puppet

- Beelzenef could also be a pressure stim since he wears it on his hand

- He also hides his face behind it a lot, almost like it’s talking for him, and acts as a bridge between him and everyone else

- Heightened sympathy for inanimate objects. When Tamaki accidentally steps on Beelzenef, Nekozawa is just silently distressed in the background. Me when I drop a plushie on the floor fr fr.

- The episode where he tries to act ‘normal’ and go without his cloak could be seen as trying to mask for the first time and it goes very bad.

- People often misunderstand his intentions, thinking he’s going to curse them but he’s literally just sitting there.

This boy’s autistic goth swag is off the charts

[spiritiual-camp]

Red Carnation

A gn!reader x Nekozawa fic !

Word count: 500

Tags: fluff, friends to lovers ??

Summary: The reader is a regular student at Ouran and a member of the black magic club, after a short while after joining the club the reader found themselves quite interested in the president.

CHAPTER 0- The Beggining

It was another autumn for the Ouran Academy. Everything was simple and you had absolutely no worries, only festering anxiety for the path you want to take in the future as you watched the trees' leaves die. 

Classes for the day were almost over, which meant club time. You had joined the black magic club since the occult interested you, not to mention you had quite the crush on the club's president. 

Umehito Nekozawa, quite the man he was. Outsiders only perceived him as a coward, a boy who hid in the dimly lit candle light and behind spellbooks. To you, he was more than that. It wasn't just the sneaky glances of the Tokarev Dynasty creeping from his jet black wig that took your breath away. 

To you, he was a man of passion for what he pursued, along with the judgment lingering from the strangers, however it never stopped him. 

To you, he was the caring man who threw himself blindly to the burning light, just to save his younger sister. 

You admired him deeply, it was beyond words. That's why club hours were your favorite hours of the day. 

The bell rang, snapping you out of your thoughts and fantasies of what will happen today in the club. You quickly gathered all your belongings and made your way to the north building, then to the basement. 

Reiko was seated on the black victorian sofa with silver rose stitching, reading something. All the candles were lit, though she was the only present. 

"Hello, Reiko." You greeted her and sat down next to her, taking out your black cape from your school bag. 

She simply waved instead of replying verbally, flipping a page. 

Soon, laughter was heard. A very distinct one, you could guess who it was in a heartbeat. The laughter got closer and closer, soon Umehito creeped his head next to you, as he stood behind the couch. 

"Hello, Y/N '' he smiled eerily.

"Hi!" You muster out a bit too loud, wondering if your tone of voice was odd but everything was odd here. There was no need to overthink. 

"So.." You added, as the silence grew louder and Umehito resumed the stand behind you. 

After a few more dreadful minutes, he finally spoke. "Halloween is soon. We need a plan for this year." He voiced as he grabbed a book that was previously on the fireplace. 

"We need the perfect curse, indeed." Reiko finally commented on something, not raising her head from the book she was reading.

You pondered for a second however the other two were more versed in magic and curses than you were, as you were still in the learning stage of the culture of it all. However, you did have a gift for fortune telling which you practiced in the club mostly. 

There was another dreadful silence once again, as Beelzenef flipped the pages of the book Umehito was holding with his other hand. Suddenly, he chuckled to himself as he rushed into one of the rooms near the antique grandfather clock and came back after a second. He seemed less enthusiastic than before.

"Something horrible is among us." Umehito spoke. "A curse" a mysterious tone took over his voice.

"What kind of curse?" You asked.

He stopped. "One that's been here the entire time, each halloween. It's the spirit of that female student."

Reiko raised her head.

"I thought that was just a baseless rumor?"

Umehito shrieked at your words, he seemed offended. You regretted your comment.

"There's nothing we can do but wait for the day, then we'll do our best to protect." he said finally.

[ateacupdraws]

I'm trying to get the hang of my new sewing machine and made a beelzenef just to practice. It needs some adjustments bc it wasn't a serious project but i like how it ended up looking, especially the face

[malewifenjoyer]

Analyzing the newly released OHSHC stage-play poster

This poster is so funny, and like looking at what each character is doing is so fun, but it also has genuinely great characterization so I'm going to analyze it.

Chika - using weights constantly even during class when he is supposed to be learning because of his inferiority complex against his brother as he constantly works to get better than him even at the risk of his free time (i'm assuming this is lunch time)

Satoshi - enjoying his lunch, unbothered, focused, in his element.

Honey - Honey likes sweets. self-explanatory.

Mor i- I assume he is doing homework because the same book he's writing is on Kyoya's desk, so like yay, Mori. A studious king. Why he is the only one who isn't looking at the camera is beyond me?

The Twins - I'm probably over-analyzing at this point but Kaoru being the first to touch Haruhi while Hikaru is just looking onward like...some parallels to the manga??? perhaps. Or maybe Kaoru is trying to cheat at cards. Really it could be anything.

Haruhi - circling supermarket deals with a red pen. she really is so commoner-core. Love her sm.

Tamaki - Candy Carrots, and other candy stuff. I don't have anything to say, he is just doing that. Maybe it could relate to the Michelle arc and him trying to forget his mother? perhaps.

Kyoya - Writing in his notebook like always. Calculator and homework on the desk. He's just being him.

Renge - Playing video games at school (??? how) and reading manga. The Otaku™

Nekozawa - Curse doll and beelzenef. He looks like he is about to use that curse doll for something. What is he planning? I don't know the other thing on his desk, sorry.

Michelle - She's reading a book. There's also a sad look on her face.. interesting.

(Just going to mention the fact that Tamaki, Kyoya, Haruhi have the same name font style. Hikaru/Kaoru have the same one. Mori/Honey have the same one. Probably a design element. Just thought it was interesting)

[beatr11111111111]

#goth #beelzenef #umehito

[ohshcscenerios]

[nekorenge]

Scavenger Hunt

A Renge x Nekozawa Oneshot

Based on my art “Rainy day shelter”

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“You’re really not pulling your weight here.” Renge’s cutting remark was not ignored by the tall hooded figure of the Black Magic Club Leader.

“Not pulling my weight? Hehehe.. Pray tell, which one of us was it who at first didn’t even want to participate?”

She rolled her eyes. “Well… whatever, now we’re playing, and you need to put in some EFFORT! I don’t think I’ve seen you check the list even once!-”

“-I don’t need to check the list, I have it memorized. How else do you think I cast such an extensive library of rituals and spells? Memory is integral to the pursuit of the occult!” He retaliated.

“Oh yeah? Then what’s number three, Sherlock?”

“…ah…hm. Charon……?” *

“A ‘HERON’!” She smacked him lightly on the arm.

“If I had known I was going to be partnered with you, I would have brought a flashlight.” She furrowed her brows as she peeked around the bushes of the campus garden, diligent to the search.

“You wouldn’t dare. As it is, I am pleased that the horrid sun is withdrawn today. My incantations must have already taken root.”

He was right, though Renge doubted it was due to any magic. It was a chilly winter day, fog rolling across the landscape and humidity hanging densely in the air. Puffy clouds loomed overhead, blocking out the sun and threatening to rain. Not the best conditions for a scavenger hunt, but the school had planned it in advance. The environment felt drenched in the cool colors of winter, broken only by a pop of yellow by the gazebo- wait. Yellow.

“Hey! Over there!” Renge exclaimed, eagerly pointing towards the gazebo. Before Nekozawa could even react, she was tugging him along towards the gazebo by the end of the long sleeve of his cloak.

And there it was, tangled amongst the vines that creeped onto the opulent white gazebo.

Renge took out her pen and checked off the list with a satisfied smirk.

5. A yellow rose.

“Now that leaves us with 2 more to find. Something soft, and a heron.” She returned the pen to her pocket as she looked towards the rose, still reveling in the little victory.

Nekozawa was distant, but Renge was unable to read whether it was in any helpful way or if he was just caught up in the same subjects he always was.

Eventually, he turned to her and reached out a hand. Her eyes widened. He grasped a corner of the bow she had in her hair.

“Something soft?” He explained uncertainly.

She huffed, letting out a breath she didn’t know she was holding. She swatted the hand that lingered on her bow away. “Is that cheating?”

He only offered a shrug. “The rules do not forbid it, do they not?

“Well, if we’re now using the things we have on us, why don’t we use Beelzenef for ‘something soft’?” She made a grab for the hand puppet, but Nekozawa dodged.

“Y-you fiend, you know better than to trifle with such dark power-“ He held the puppet up and away from her grasping hands. He put his other hand out to stop her and she pushed back against it, wrestling past it.

Oddly enough, after a moment, her fingers being clenched in his, she felt his defense relinquish slightly. She used this to her advantage and jumped up, scoring Beelzenef clean off of his hand.

She triumphantly pocketed it, to Nekozawa’s dismay. Was it dismay? It was hard to read, and the long shadow the hood of the cloak was now casting on his face made it even more so.

“You know not what fate you have sealed…”

She shrugged off his ominous speech. “I’m sure I’ll be just fine.”

A flash of light, and the rolling boom of thunder. Both club leaders jolted in surprise. A drop of rain fell from the sky. Then more.

“…Maybe we should call it a day.” Renge reasoned as she watched the pavement increasingly spatter in rain.

“Indeed.” Glad to have the agreement of her scavenger partner, Renge began her walk back to the main building. She wrinkled her nose at the rain, feeling its intensity only pick up as time passed. She squinted her eyes in the wet icy wind and pushed on forward.

Swish.

The rain was gone. The air was… warm. Comfortable. She blinked and looked up.

“Nekozawa?”

He had draped his cloak over her head in order to shelter it from the rain, carefully holding his arm above her head as he carried onward. His eyes looked anywhere but at her, a blush just barely visible under the shadow of his hood. He was silent.

Her face erupted in a red blush. Why was he doing this, being so sweet and gentlemanly to her out of nowhere? What had she been overlooking in him? Her head was spinning. She didn’t realize she had stopped walking until he put his free hand uncertainly on her shoulder, urging her forward.

“Yes, right.” She stammered, looked away and quickly resumed walking.

As they neared the school, a rustling made them turn their heads. Wings flapping as it landed onto a tree branch, a bird with a long, sharp, orange bill and large gray wings began to preen itself.

Renge looked to Nekozawa excitedly, meeting his eyes that had already been looking in her direction. “A heron! The last thing on the list!” She laughed. A small grin grew on his lips. They reached an awning where his cloak retreated from over her head and she pulled out the paper, checking off the last item. She tapped the pen against her lips as she double checked their list.

Something soft.

“Oh! Right.” She pulled Beelzenef out from her pocket, extending it towards Nekozawa. He shyly took it back.

“But what will we use for ‘something soft’?” He questioned.

“We could actually use my bow, I suppose.”

“And… here.” She watched as Nekozawa reached into his cloak, returning with something familiar. Something yellow.

The yellow rose glittered with stray raindrops as he extended it toward her with one uncertain hand. His eyes, though averted, were as soft and powder blue as always, but she was surprised at just how little she had paid attention to them before. The other hand, where Beelzenef had been rightfully returned, tugged nervously at the top of his hood, casting further shadows onto his shy expression. Nervous. Shy. Soft.

To an outside observer, this surely looked like a love confession. But it wasn’t anything more than an exchange for a scavenger hunt….. right? Renge felt that red-hot blush return in full force to her cheeks. Nekozawa? Nekozawa was making her feel this way? It couldn’t be possible. It couldn’t be possible that her heart panged when she looked at the small smile on his lips, that her voice had all but fully disappeared from her throat. She felt as if she had switched places with the player character of Uki Doki Memorial. Where could she save her game and return to this moment again and again?

She took the rose, delicately, to avoid the few thorns. She cleared her throat. “Thank you, Nekozawa…”

He turned away, likely eager to return to his club room. Twiddling the rose in her hands, she felt herself impulsively call out for him. He turned, curious.

Quick, think of something to say. Something coherent.

“I- uh… we have to think of something new for ‘something soft’.”

“Were you not going to use your hair bow?” He looked slightly puzzled.

“I-I mean… well yeah…” She took a breath and gathered herself.

Looking up at him again, she felt her confidence returning, and she knew just what she wanted to say.

“You know, I think I’ve figured out something else for that prompt.”

“Well?” He stepped forward to face her again.

She stepped forward too, still fidgeting with the rose. She heard his breath hitch as she moved closer and closer.

She kissed his cheek, her lips gentle on his warm skin. When she stepped away, he had an expression she had never seen on him before. Blushing madly, eyes wide and shyly looking away, lips slightly parted in surprise.

Adorable.

“There, something soft.” She smiled brightly and turned to walk away.

*Charon is the ferryman to the Underworld in Greek myth. Nekozawa is way more used to memorizing rituals and stories than he is scavenger hunt lists, so his wires got crossed there.

[ouran-textsfromlastnight]

[cardcaptorkatara]

The 365 Day Challenge Day 198: Beelzenef (Ouran High School Host Club)