infernalambassador

[infernalambassador]

valentine's day application

Name: Age: Do you like to cuddle?: Can we make-out?: A night in or dinner out?: Ice cream or chocolate covered strawberries?: What makes you a good Valentine?: Would you cook for me?: Would you let me cook for you?:

[infernalambassador]

In front of Faust, leaning against the dresser and standing was the demon to which Faust seemed somewhat irritated. But Mephistopheles was actually used a long time ago to the moods of the doctor and these needs that were hidden behind while contemplating the glass of red slowly spinning in his hand, it was funny how Faust reflected in there, how it reminded him of Faust that drowned himself in pleasures.

and how that red tainted him now, the demon couldn’t help but chuckle when Faust talked about treating patient. Faust would have been more angry about it, well he know he wouldn’t mind much enough. At least not enough to cut the contract.

and besides, Faust wouldn’t want to be alone…misery loves company isnt ?

« You are talking as if I forcibly drag you out each time. » he snarled, now crossing his avian leg « like you don’t have that free will that every man possess until they don’t want to assume it, as if it was a greater burden. » the demon scoffed, after all he can’t help someone so unwilling.

« And if you aren’t so pulled into your works and attentive to my ideas, you will have a greater outcome…unless you want to avoid having that same connection that you had with that girl. » a girl that was bland almost as much at Faust at the night, so holy of course, so naive. When he could give him more ? The most gracious beautiful Queens, to the beautiful Helen of troy and even the most vicious succubus and incubus if he so wished. In a snap of his finger, it would be his.

he could give Faust so much more than that simple girl.

« Besides, shés not unique as you think, Faust. » as much as faust wasn’t unique to him, he dealt with many humans before after all and their requests were familiar now. « You will find other woman like her, even better perhaps. »

What's your plan then? To stay alone forever? (mephi)

[Lonely]

Plan. As if he had one any longer. He glared at Mephistopheles, sitting on the bed of the inn room he'd paid for. "My plan, if you could call it anything of the sort, Mephi, it to simply treat any patients I see in the time and places you pull me to.

"None of your efforts have succeeded, and I have not met anyone that can pull my attention like she once did. So what is the worth in having a plan that will simply fail when you inevitably drag me to a different time?"

[infernalambassador]

How can a demon be so kind? How can one be so helpful? Even as a facade, would a demon not take moments to be so cruel and insulting? How awful to be so out of my reach, for I may be infatuated with demon bent on dragging many to Hell.

How cruel is it, that demons can not love. A fool's errand it must be to love them in turn.

The doctor finally go to sleep after a tiring day, at least for mortals in their earthy torment and the demon was free to do as he wish when his master was asleep, unless Faust required him to stay in the house. And admittedly Mephi didn’t wished to go in Hell either as it was not the charming place to stay, even if the agonizing pain of Hell would stuck in his core, better to say that boring house and that irritating Faust of his doc-

no, The House is a nice temporary, mediocre distraction and same as humans. Totally that.

and as he walked in Faust desk, The Hell ambassador saw a letter on the ground, maybe an isolated document-

instead it was a letter, Faust letter.

And it was addressed to Him, about him more precisely and perhaps meant to be private…

And Mephistopheles couldn’t help but read and the more he did…the more something…strange in his"heart" happens.

like if he had a Heart or even a stomach it would’ve felt like dropping, the same as a pebble falling on a well. And without knowing he held a breath that he didn’t needed , when he reread it again. And again.

So Faust love him ?

the thing he missed for so long after being casted out from heaven, that yearning for love until it come from a feeble human, desperate for affection too, one of his desires…and the one who would be dragged out of his reach once the contract was consumed….or that he broke it.

in any cases, He wouldn’t see him again.

how…cruel The fate were.

the paper was crinkled a bit as he grip tighten on it, that strange feeling in his chest disappeared for something of a more familiar, hate. He hated Faust to give him those feelings, He hated his enthusiasm when learning as if he could learn everything like them,like us. He hated his voice and would wish to rip his tongue away, He hated…those soft blue eyes…and oh he wish to crush them on his talon or eating them.

he would personally drag him to Hell, what a demon wouldn’t do to get a soul ?

he could smell the familiar scent of fire and the paper was taking a flame in his hand, Mephistopheles considered to let it burn before reverse it in, giving the paper his original appearance and leaving it on the desk.

it would be better for Faust to see it intact.

[infernalambassador]

[ 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 ] : sender and receiver are spooning for comfort and warmth.

they were times when Faust would call him to join his bed, sometimes it was for committing the pleasurable sins of the flesh as a way to drown his aching loneliness. But other times it was for the company of somebody, for what humans searched : warmth. Comfort.

as if the demon wasn’t warm enough with all those times in Hell, as if demons could seek comfort at all. Even if one part of himself wished, an aware though coming from Mephi, looking at the human snuggled against him now with his back against his chest now.

he wondered if he could augmented his body temperature, to give that doctor what warms would means soon when he would be thrown to the Pit of Hells, having a taste beforehand.

instead, he wrapped his arms around the man waist holding him as he could hear Faust sigh, more content now to be held. That he would soon sleep when Mephi would not, demons do not sleep, not having that luxury of being in a state of oblivion, no even for a short respite.

his face snuggle against the crook of the men neck for a moment, how humans were lucky to feel that way. Comfort. Something that himself didn’t get for so long, now that he was empty.

He almost didn’t remark how he hold a little tighter the human in the silence of the night.

it would have been a cruel irony to being comforted by that human presence, not when he would be his damnation, not when Mephistopheles couldn’t love God, Lucifer or Faust.

oh, it would be such a cruel punishment then.

[infernalambassador]

"Care to," he paused. A demon likely wouldn't want to celebrate something commemorating the lord's birth, even if the timing was incorrect. "Celebrate something with me, oh ambassador of Hell?"

Mephistopheles watched idly the library of his master and the numerous books that were there, studies and other respectable and no respectable books. Still he was incredibly, painfully bored. So much, as when Faust entered the room, he hoped that Faust would ask something that would broke his boredom. So The demon waited for Faust to speak, as his gaze looked at the doctor with slight interest.

Faust did good to not ask him to celebrate that, or else the demon would have been quite offended, and if Faust wanted to be cruel, he could order the demon to celebrate with him….it would be definitely funny. But Faust was not that man.

Now, Faust used even his title, an attempt to sway him ? How…sweet.

 « Oh, what do you have in mind to celebrate, dear Faust ? » he approached the man still in that elegant walk before cupping Faust cheek in his hand. « You know, i can’t refuse you anything ? » he grin before approaching his face toward the men and…freeing his hand to boop his nose in a teasing way.

[infernalambassador]

AGAIN! I want to know

While Mephi does love being in command in the bedroom, he found particular amusing and even entertaining if his master want do to the same and want to ordering him around…not that he would follow completely their commands…it’s far more fun like this after all. (To resume : Mephi is a brat-)

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Hatred, love, or anything in between - put words to the unsaid parts of their relationship.

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Mephistopheles looked at Faust now on his lap, hands on his mouth in a poor attempt to make him shut up as the man speech was a little slurred…just a little. how cruel Faust was ~ and while he stay quiet for now, his amused stare said a lot. That and Faust attempt a throwing his hat at him in a even more pathetic, cute attempt from that so pacifist doctor ~

« My,My dear doctor, you truly drink yourself stupid aren’t you ? » he whispered as Faust began to resort as his native language, as he tried to escape the uncomfortable heat as a side effect of being drunk… Mephistopheles couldn’t stop imagining how he will escape the pit of Hell ? he didn’t want to focus on that now, and that simple man demise. Instead, he gently turned the man towards him to accommodate his nausea « too drunk to even get your gesture right, aren’t quite pathetic tonight ? » he said as he quickly glanced at the man wrist, looking for new injuries. They looked old. Then, Mephi hands were on his coat, unbuttoned his coat and then the superfluous clothes. Generally, these actions would led to something for intimate, more devious and sinful. This time it was to make his master more comfortable.

« There, don’t you feel better My dear ?~ He said now thinking, maybe he should take him to the bathroom, cold water would do well.

@infernaleprince | stumble

The demon was sitting on the armchair or for better word Faust arm chair…well it wasn’t this important as he know that the man was not there and probably drunk as a way to dull the pain…as medecine he could say if he wanted to take his dear « master »vocabulary. Speaking of his dear doctor….the demon could hear the door opened and the unsure steps of a drunk men as the poor man tried to walk in front him, looking slightly irritated. He wondered why. « Ah ! Dear doctor ~ was your evening pleasant ?~ » he said with his honeyed voice , moving his unusual looking legs on the other waiting for Faust to answer…or at least trying to. God, he looked like he would fall soon enough if he don’t do something…oh amusing to see him like this, as always. and the demon couldn’t help but smirk when Faust turned himself to go away, probably mumbling something but the man fell…and no with wasn’t against the carpet or anywhere. it was his lap. and thank g…thanks for Faust to not be there enough to see him slightly surprised before to playing it off and even wrap his hand against his waist pulling him closer. « Well,well ~ someone drink too much I presume ? You might as well rest there for a while ~ » as he put his chin against the man shoulder in a chuckle. Oh Faust, this amusing.

Faust had been out drinking. Mephistopheles had known, Faust hadn't exactly hid where he intended to go that night. He had asked that the demon refrain from showing up this time.

And while it hadn't ended pleasant, Faust at least got to drink his fill before leaving this time.

When he found his way home-or more accurately, what he'd been calling home for the past few months-of course the demon was there to greet him. Irritating bastard, with that smug grin of his. Faust took off his hat and tossed it at the demon.

It landed several feet away.

He took a few steps, and wondered what Mephi had done to the place, why it felt so lopsided. After all, Faust hadn't drank that much alcohol.

He had absolutely drank that much alcohol.

Faust stumbled into the room, holding a hand out as he nearly tripped, and grabbed onto the side of the chair. Goodness, he felt too hot. He fumbled with the clips of his shawl for a moment. And once they were undone, he threw it to the floor. He did the same to his half-cape. Then he registered what Mephistopheles said, and glared at the demon in front of him. Faust turned away as he muttered about the drunks that had started a fight in that bar.

And the entire room spun.

He tried to get his balance, but before he knew it, he'd fallen backwards onto something. Warm, kind of lumpy. And it moved. Something wrapped around his stomach, and Faust grimaced at the nausea it caused. He covered his mouth for a moment.

And then he heard that voice. Faust glared as the sickness passed, pulling his hand away to cover Mephi's mouth instead. "Quie'." He intended a command, but his voice wavered. "Y'r giv'ng me a hedache."

His hand fell away from the demon's face. Faust closed his eyes for a moment, letting out a faint whine. God, it was warm. "Is' heissh," he murmured as he pulled at his gloves. He managed to get them both off, revealing the gauze still covering his wrists, which he then fumbled and tore at until it was off as well. He paid no mind to the old scabs and lines.

Instead, he looked down and tried to undo the buttons on his brown coat. If he could manage to open it, maybe he wouldn't feel so hot. Just his white shirt should be fine, right?

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The demon continued to stroke his cheek appreciating the softness of it and how warm he felt under his hand and how a part of him hated it and how Faust was so docile didn’t seem to want to go, for now like a pretty lamb staying still while the demon began to put one of the brown lock of the man behind his ear.

But Faust leaned back and the contact was cut, and as the doctor talk Mephi face was becoming more unreadable. « Experience you asked, Faust. But also, those experience can be explained by words, by men language. » The demon looked away now thinking «  And angels true form, demons true forms are far inexplicable for the men mind and people mind were greatly. » repulsed « disturbed. »

«…If you still truly wish to look at it. » another chuckle. « you can command me so, And i would do so, but I did warn you and i wouldn’t be to blame if you are appalled so greatly by it. » not that Faust would care about his warnings, like that deal.

then he play with his hair in a insidious expression « Oooh but aren’t you a scientist ? And you seemed to like my demonstration. » and then the demon continued closing his eyes « and if My company infortune you that much, you can still command me to go. »

The demon couldn’t help but chuckle as the doctor breath was taken away, how he could feel the delicious shuddering of his body and how seeing that man smile before getting flustered again, as if he thought he had the advantage on him. How cute, how funny. But it was nice that he tried, and perhaps he would try again.

And the fingers touching his leg felt quite nice itself, almost distracting as he closed his eyes for a moment as his feathers continued to fluff up a bit, a hint that Faust action was quite pleasurable for the demon. But then Faust began to talk again, about how it wasn’t flattery, that he must be sublime, pleasant to see. He sighed as he rolled over to be on his stomach instead, as he took Faust cheek, cupping it in a almost tender care while his expression still playful felt…bitter. « Oh, aren’t you so sweet my Faust ? » he whispered before brushing his cheek « but even if you have the best intentions at telling those words, that it comes from a good place and that you aren’t repelled by my actual forms unlike other. » now his face grow more serious, the smile fading like when Mephi used to share his wisdom of the world « while you are certainly interesting, you are a human, Faust. Some experience can be too much. » and the thought of Faust being appalled by his true form felt…weird ?

like perhaps Faust would have like it, but it would be if Mephistopheles wanted to be cynical: in a scientist point of view.

that what he tell himself.

Mephi regain his usual behavior kicking with his owl legs while his arm would prop his head. « Boredom is a great motivator and beside…you asked how my form was this appealing and I gave you a a demonstration. » he was humming before smirking « and with how you were quick to discard your work, it wouldn’t be this important in the first place ~ »

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The demon couldn’t help but chuckle as the doctor breath was taken away, how he could feel the delicious shuddering of his body and how seeing that man smile before getting flustered again, as if he thought he had the advantage on him. How cute, how funny. But it was nice that he tried, and perhaps he would try again.

And the fingers touching his leg felt quite nice itself, almost distracting as he closed his eyes for a moment as his feathers continued to fluff up a bit, a hint that Faust action was quite pleasurable for the demon. But then Faust began to talk again, about how it wasn’t flattery, that he must be sublime, pleasant to see. He sighed as he rolled over to be on his stomach instead, as he took Faust cheek, cupping it in a almost tender care while his expression still playful felt…bitter. « Oh, aren’t you so sweet my Faust ? » he whispered before brushing his cheek « but even if you have the best intentions at telling those words, that it comes from a good place and that you aren’t repelled by my actual forms unlike other. » now his face grow more serious, the smile fading like when Mephi used to share his wisdom of the world « while you are certainly interesting, you are a human, Faust. Some experience can be too much. » and the thought of Faust being appalled by his true form felt…weird ?

like perhaps Faust would have like it, but it would be if Mephistopheles wanted to be cynical: in a scientist point of view.

that what he tell himself.

Mephi regain his usual behavior kicking with his owl legs while his arm would prop his head. « Boredom is a great motivator and beside…you asked how my form was this appealing and I gave you a a demonstration. » he was humming before smirking « and with how you were quick to discard your work, it wouldn’t be this important in the first place ~ »

Oh, it seemed he got the attention of his dear doctor. Even when he acted annoyed and oh so unamused, the look of interest in his gaze and the way he stayed at his seat now pushing his work was a perfect indicator of what Faust must be thinking and he couldn’t help but to chuckle to himself. With the way he stared.

and it was even more evident, when he felt how Faust chest became more fast when his feathery touch touched the man chest, the beating of his heart in his ribcage that was more deliciously stronger, how funny to see the doctor fluster, really it was so easy, so flagrantly. He make him want play with him. Feeling that want from his master, that craving that can only be teased, never satiated…unless Faust showed him.

«  Oh, what do you mean by this, Dear scholar ?~ » Mephistopheles head tilted slightly as his eyes looked intently at those of the doctor, almost innocent as if he didn’t know what Faust meant as he couldn’t help but smile, showing his sharp teeth’s as his hand began to push further as the demon slowly unbuttoned the men chemise, the three first button while lingering touch would stay there.

but Faust even after all those years was full on surprise isn’t ? As Mephistopheles felt his leg being grabbed and touched and for a moment his face fell for letting glimpse of slight surprise. And While the demon didn’t have much reaction, the feathers on his leg began to puff up similarly to goosebumps…Faust didn’t let him without reaction did he ? The demon began to chuckle, taking his seductive approach once more, while that attempt was bold Mephistopheles the minister of hell itself couldn’t be flustered and so he brushed his talons on the man thigh.

Then Faust began to talk about his true form, and Mephi couldn’t help but sigh before laying himself on the desk, dark hair draped nicely on the surface as a smile began to form on his lips again. « How devious you are Faust, Using flattery to get me to show you…Wonder who taught you that ? » and given how curious in general that man nature was, he was complexed to show it to him, battling between curiosity and repulsion.

« Amusingly, you are one of the rare few who isn’t uncomfortable about my current form. And let me stay that way, my former masters were quite uneasy… » he scoffed his head turning toward Faust still laying down, the times when those were so uncomfortable by it they asked a full human form from the demon and even some of them were complaining about his limp in this form…and those who saw his true form, were as small as mices after that.

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Oh, it seemed he got the attention of his dear doctor. Even when he acted annoyed and oh so unamused, the look of interest in his gaze and the way he stayed at his seat now pushing his work was a perfect indicator of what Faust must be thinking and he couldn’t help but to chuckle to himself. With the way he stared.

and it was even more evident, when he felt how Faust chest became more fast when his feathery touch touched the man chest, the beating of his heart in his ribcage that was more deliciously stronger, how funny to see the doctor fluster, really it was so easy, so flagrantly. He make him want play with him. Feeling that want from his master, that craving that can only be teased, never satiated…unless Faust showed him.

«  Oh, what do you mean by this, Dear scholar ?~ » Mephistopheles head tilted slightly as his eyes looked intently at those of the doctor, almost innocent as if he didn’t know what Faust meant as he couldn’t help but smile, showing his sharp teeth’s as his hand began to push further as the demon slowly unbuttoned the men chemise, the three first button while lingering touch would stay there.

but Faust even after all those years was full on surprise isn’t ? As Mephistopheles felt his leg being grabbed and touched and for a moment his face fell for letting glimpse of slight surprise. And While the demon didn’t have much reaction, the feathers on his leg began to puff up similarly to goosebumps…Faust didn’t let him without reaction did he ? The demon began to chuckle, taking his seductive approach once more, while that attempt was bold Mephistopheles the minister of hell itself couldn’t be flustered and so he brushed his talons on the man thigh.

Then Faust began to talk about his true form, and Mephi couldn’t help but sigh before laying himself on the desk, dark hair draped nicely on the surface as a smile began to form on his lips again. « How devious you are Faust, Using flattery to get me to show you…Wonder who taught you that ? » and given how curious in general that man nature was, he was complexed to show it to him, battling between curiosity and repulsion.

« Amusingly, you are one of the rare few who isn’t uncomfortable about my current form. And let me stay that way, my former masters were quite uneasy… » he scoffed his head turning toward Faust still laying down, the times when those were so uncomfortable by it they asked a full human form from the demon and even some of them were complaining about his limp in this form…and those who saw his true form, were as small as mices after that.

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The demon was laying on the sofa playing with some of his dark lock while humming a tune, acting as if he doesn’t see Faust staring at him across the room, staring at his body…how humans were so amusing thinking they were subtle with their inner thoughts and actions. Adorable he would said. he began to stretch in a almost feline ways, his eyes meeting those of his "master"as a languorous smile adored his lips, a little sneer we could say. « Oh Thank you for the compliment Faustus ~ » he began as he get up slowly and walked towards the man in a quiet charming walk before sitting on the desk where Faust was before leaning a bit towards him, his voice getting lower. « And so curiousyou are. » Then he shifted to sit now completely facing him, more close now, as his owl legs were crossed, the touch of inhumanity inside the demon like his eyes , mesmerizing and unsettling…if he wanted to approach more his true form it, this feeling would grow even more. for a moment Mephistopheles stayed quiet, before answering Faust by gently caressing his neck before caressing his chest, slowly « And i look like this to please you, my dear ~ after all I know deep inside a sort of likening for my appearance, i could even present myself as woman when i first met you. » he chuckled, after all it was an information that Faust could know, as his showed his legs better. « And you are correct. The form would depend of the ranks of the demons, for example if they got hooves or not…and how they fell. » he paused. « they would limp from it. » and then he added « of course the form you see of me isn’t my completely real form, after all Earth and Hell such as heavens work much differently in so much different way ~ and i would assure you that you wouldn’t wish to see it. » he chuckled but his thoughts began to wander. true form… Now The demon couldn’t stop remembering a time before he was there, in the sky beautiful when he knew love. well, knew. Two different kind of it then it was in sort forgotten when he feel. Forgot how it felt. what use to remembering now ?

Faust watched the demon stretch, and how odd it looked for him to stretch like a cat with legs like that of a bird. Unnatural. And yet interesting.

And at the same time, Faust could only roll his eyes. What a show off.

Of course, such showing off worked as Faust's unamused gaze followed Mephistopheles's walk. When the demon sat on his desk, Faust simply brushed aside the medicine he'd been working on. He'd been working on pills for hours, he may as well finish his work for the time being.

He'd not exactly been focused anyway.

"Bold of you to mention, that humans can be curious." Humans by nature were curious. Certainly the demon already knew that. And certainly he knew that Faust in particular had a penchant for learning, of testing and understanding near everything he encountered.

As Mephistopheles shifted to face him, Faust leaned back. The demon was appealing in form. The strangeness of his eyes, the odd clothing he wore, those avian legs. What any human would rightfully find unsettling, he found attractive.

He scowled in annoyance as the demon touched his neck. But Faust couldn't stop his face from flushing as Mephi's hand traveled down his chest. The touch felt so warm and inviting, so intimate. It made him crave more from the demon. He really was a heathen, wasn't he?

Without thinking, "If you're going to tease, you may as well go all the way."

Faust immediately pushed the thought of touch away as Mephistopheles continued. He blushed more at the mention of taking the form of a woman. Indeed, Mephi had. And indeed, had it caught the man off guard.

That blush started to fade as the demon explained further. How they fell. His eyes traveled to those feathery, bird-like legs again. Were they true to how he really looked? If Mephistopheles had the legs of an owl even after being banished, he must have looked quite avian, inhuman-

"And beautiful," he muttered to himself.

I would assure you that you wouldn’t wish to see it.

Wouldn't wish to see it. A form so inhuman...

Faust reached out to hold part of the demon's leg. If Mephistopheles was going to tease him, he may as well tease back. To no surprise, the demon's leg was quite firm under his hand. Strong. And if he weren't wearing gloves, no doubt they'd be soft. "If your 'real form' is anything like the one you've chosen, I suspect it's quite intricate, intriguing, and sublime."

Then he feigned a sigh of disappointment. "But I suppose a mere human has no say over what form a leader of Hell chooses, no matter what he asks, does he? A shame, never to be gifted with such a sight."

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I want to know :3

Mephistopheles found certainly his pleasure when he can put his "masters" to submission as he serve them and he would not only do that but also torment them before giving them what they want.

after all, what more delicious to torn apart Men vanity before laying all their shameful desire before indulging them ?

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𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝: a little assortment of prompts revolving around painful, bottled up affection and endless yearning, as well as the possible result of finally taking action. remember to tag your dark themes. add +reverse to swap the roles.

[ 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 ] : receiver notices sender looking at them longingly. [ 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 ] : receiver hears sender calling their name while asleep. [ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐭𝐡 ] : sender drapes a coat / cape / etc. around receiver's shoulders. [ 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 ] : receiver is hugging a coat / cape / etc. that belongs to the sender. [ 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐦 ] : sender is helping the receiver through a panic attack / severe anxiety. [ 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 ] : sender takes a hold of receiver's both hands. [ 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 ] : sender and receiver are spooning for comfort and warmth. [ 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 ] : sender and receiver are finally about to kiss, but are interrupted. [ 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 ] : sender and receiver are finally sharing a passionate kiss. [ 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 ] : sender has just found the receiver who's been missing for weeks. [ 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬 ] : after being misinformed that the sender has died, receiver is grieving. [ 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝 ] : sender is expressing anger over receiver's constant recklessness. [ 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬 ] : sender is voicing their negative opinion about a person who appears to be close with the receiver. [ 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 ] : sender has just told receiver "you belong to me". [ 𝐰𝐡𝐲 ] : sender has just asked receiver "why don't you love me". [ 𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 ] : sender has harmed someone who threatened the receiver. [ 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐦 ] : sender has killed someone who threatened the receiver. [ 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 ] : sender has gotten injured protecting the receiver. [ 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 ] : sender is getting frustrated with their repressed affection and asks receiver to leave them alone. [ 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐞�� ] : unable to handle their fondness towards receiver, the sender lashes out and they end up in a heated argument. [ 𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐲 ] : sender is apologising for appearing cold. [ 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 ] : sender is telling receiver they "deserve better than whatever this is".

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Send “I want to know” for a nsfw headcanon about my muse.

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JEALOUS, FIERCLY PROTECTIVE & TERRITORIAL PROMPTS

feel free to edit pronouns as needed! content warning for some strong language,  threats and implied violence.

to each other:

❝  you’re mine. only mine.  ❞

❝  i’m all yours.  ❞

❝  mine.  ❞

❝  yours.  ❞

❝  we belong to each other.   ❞

❝  you belong to me.  ❞

❝  i belong to you.  only ever you.  ❞

❝  i just didn’t like the way they were looking at you.  like you weren’t mine.  ❞

❝  you know i’m yours,  right?  i only have eyes for you.  ❞

❝  no one else is ever gonna have a chance with me.  you’re it.  you’re all i want.  ❞

❝  i chose you.  and i need you to trust that my decision is final.  trust me.  ❞

❝  wait are you jealous?  ❞

❝  aw,  baby.  it’s cute when you’re jealous.  ❞

❝  i don’t like the way they keep staring at you.   ❞

❝  i don’t like how they keep staring at me.   ❞

❝  are they making you uncomfortable?  i can do something about it.  ❞

❝  no one should even get to look at you unless you want them to.  ❞

❝  stop—  it’s okay.  they’re not worth your anger.  just kiss me.  ❞

❝  stop saying i’m jealous.  i’m not—  i just.  i don’t like having to share. ❞

❝  i’m not jealous,  who said i’m jealous?  ❞

❝  well if i’m all yours then kiss me like it.  ❞

❝  show everyone who i belong to.  ❞

❝  i’m gonna remind them you’re mine.  ❞

❝  i want everyone here to see that you’re mine.  ❞

❝  i want everyone here to see that i’m yours.  ❞

❝  hey—  look at me.  why are you all upset?  ❞

❝  you can’t keep getting your feathers all ruffled when anyone else gives me attention.  ❞

❝  they don’t deserve you—  i don’t deserve you.  but at least i’m aware of it.  ❞

❝  i promise there’s no one else.  you have my heart completely.  ❞

❝  hey,  is this asshole bothering you?  ❞

❝  tell me you’re mine.  ❞

to a third party:

❝  get the fuck away from them!  ❞

❝  look at them like that again and you’ll won’t be seeing anything.  ❞

❝  don’t you dare touch them.  ❞

❝  yeah it’s time to walk the fuck away.  ❞

❝  you’re gonna lose a finger if you don’t get outta my sight right now.  ❞

❝  you heard them,  get lost.  ❞

❝  lucky for you,  i don’t wanna ruin their night.  but i see you sniffing around here again you might not be so fortunate.  ❞

❝  you wanna lose a limb?  beat it,  fucker.  ❞

❝  see,  i woulda left it alone.  but you made them fucking cry.  so now you’re gonna lose your eyes.  ❞

❝  hey,  they said ‘no.’  ❞

❝  hey asshole,  shut the fuck up or i’ll make you shut up.  ❞

❝  what did you just say to them,  you little shit?  ❞

❝  oh yeah.  now you’re all quiet.  not so bold when you’re not the toughest guy in the room,  huh?  ❞

❝  get lost.  ❞

❝  go.  ❞

❝  leave.  before my patience runs out.  ❞

❝  get the fuck outta their face.  ❞

❝  hey,  that’s enough.  ❞

actions:

[ CLAIM ]  for one muse to possessively place their hands on their shoulders or hips. 

[ HOLD ]  for one muse to slide their arm around the other in a possessive way. 

[ SHELTER ]  for one muse to lean into the other’s side or hug them to seek comfort from a crowd or individual while in public. 

[ STAKE ]  for one muse to protectively and/or possessively stand behind the other to intimidate a third party. 

[ RESCUE ]  for one muse to intervene upon seeing a third party making the other one uncomfortable. 

[ CHASE ]  for one muse to interrupt and make a third party leave the other alone out of jealousy/possessiveness. 

[ TENSION ]  for one muse to get in a fight on behalf of the other. 

[ STOP ]  for one muse to break up a fight which started because of them. 

[ MEND ]  for one muse to treat the other’s wounds they got from protecting them. 

[ SCOLD ]  for one muse to treat the other’s wounds they got from fighting over them. 

[ CARESS ]  for one muse to possessively kiss the other in public.

[ TAKE ]  for one muse to passionately kiss the other,  fueled by jealousy. 

[ TAUNT ]  for one muse to flirt with a third party to try and get the other to act possessively. 

[ REMIND ]  for our muses to have passionate sex meant to remind one party who they belong to. 

[ EMBRACE ]  for one muse to dominate the other due to possessiveness/jealousy. 

[ LINKED ]  for one muse to hold the other’s hand in public to stake claim. 

[ INTERTWINE ]  for one muse to hold the other’s hand in public in a comforting manner. 

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