#chenor

Chenor is a lesser-known demon, often associated with hidden knowledge, fate, and the granting of desires through unseen means. This ritual calls upon Chenor to manifest a specific wish while acknowledging the balance of giving and receiving in spiritual workings.

Needed:

• A black candle

• A silver candle

• A piece of parchment or paper with Chenor's sigil on one side

• A quill or black ink pen

• A small bowl of red wine

• A black mirror

• Myrrh or dragon’s blood incense

Instructions:

Preparation - Choose a quiet, darkened space where you will not be disturbed. Perform this ritual at night, preferably during a New Moon (for new beginnings) or a Full Moon (for manifestation). Set up your altar with the candles, incense, black mirror, and offering bowl in a way that feels right to you. Light the black candle first, saying,

"Chenor, Keeper of Hidden Paths, I summon thee to this sacred space."

Light the silver candle, saying,

"I seek the threads of fate, woven unseen, to shape my will into form."

Light the incense and allow the smoke to rise, visualizing a doorway opening in the mirror.

Invocation - Hold your hands over the flame of the black candle and recite,

"Chenor, Shadow of Wishes Unspoken,

Master of the unseen tides,

I call upon thee in reverence,

To shape the world as desire guides."

Take a moment to feel the energy shifting. If successful, you may sense a change in the atmosphere—cool air, shadows moving, or a subtle presence behind the veil.

The Wish - Write your wish on the blank side of the parchment in clear, precise words. Be as specific as possible, avoiding vague requests. Hold the parchment over the silver candle, allowing the heat to empower your request. Do not burn it yet. Look into the mirror and whisper,

"Chenor, I offer this wish upon the strands of the unseen,

Let it be carried forth into fate,

Bound by shadow, forged in fire,

By your will, let it be."

Drip a few drops of melted wax from both candles onto the parchment to seal it with dual energies. Fold the parchment and place it in the offering bowl. Pour a small amount of red wine over it, symbolizing the pact between you and the unseen forces. Burn the parchment in the flame of the black candle, saying,

"By fire, by shadow, by pact unseen,

The threads are woven, the path is clean."

Let the ashes scatter into the wind outside, or bury them at a crossroads for manifestation. Thank Chenor with a final offering of wine, poured onto the earth, and extinguish the candles in reverse order.

Closing - Take a deep breath and say,

"The veil is drawn, the wish is set,

Fate will weave, I shall not fret.

Thank you, Chenor, for your aid.

The pact is sealed, the price is paid."

Leave the space without looking back. Do not dwell obsessively on the wish—trust that the energies have been set into motion.

Final Notes:

• Be mindful of the consequences of your wish, as all magic comes with balance.

• If you feel a lingering presence after the ritual, you can cleanse the space with incense or salt.

• Signs of Chenor’s influence may appear in dreams, subtle omens, or unexpected opportunities.

Football Masterlist

Summary: Mason has warned you not to come to the match because of the winter winds and rain. But what would he do without his biggest cheerleader?

Notes: Just a short blurb this time :). Requests are open. Slightly scared by the few that are currently in my inbox. Like I don't usually get many in the same night. But, I'll try my best to do them justice x

I've Got You To Keep Me Warm - Mason Mount

"Y/N, it's cold and it's raining. Just forget this match, you come to every other one. Missing one of my matches isn't the end of the world. I don't want you getting sick,"

"Mase, honestly, I'll be fine. I'll wrap up warm, I promise. You're going to score today, I can feel it. It's like a sixth sense and I want to be there to celebrate it with you,"

Mason finally agreed to allow you to accompany him to the game after about thirty minutes of persuasion. And though I was wearing multiple layers, as per my promise to Mason of how I would "wrap up warm", he wouldn't stop checking that I was warm enough. Every so often he would pull me into his arms.

"Just keeping you warm," he would excuse, to which I would just roll my eyes and nod. And my sixth sense, as I had called it, had been correct, Mason scoring in the 8th minute of the match. After his initial celebration, he ran over to me, kissing my lips. He quickly moves his hands up to my cheeks.

"Still warm enough, baby?" He asks, clearly actually concerned.

"Yup, can't feel a bit of cold,"

"Your cheeks feel a bit chilly?" I start laughing a little.

"Mase, my face is going to get cold. It's the only piece of skin you've let me keep uncovered,"

"Okay, if you say you're warm enough," he accepts, pressing another kiss to my cheek before re-joining his team. But Mason doesn't just score one goal, he scores three! His first hattrick since joining Chelsea in 2019. And each time he had scored, well every time he got a few seconds break in the match, he'd come over to check on me. By the end of the match, I'd run over to meet him as he entered the tunnels.

"Congratulations, Mase!" I shout, throwing my arms around his neck.

"God, you feel freezing," he said, feeling my cold fingers on his neck. He brings my hands down to his lips, kissing them and clasping them in his own in an attempt to warm them up. I smile up at him.

"What's the grin about?" he enquires.

"Well, I've got you to keep me warm, haven't I? And that's all I'll ever need."

I actually wrote "You're going to score today, I can feel it" before the match, turns out the manifesting of everyone on my dash and myself worked.