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You ever just wanna die for how bad cramps can be? Yeah! I do! Mine woke me up!//

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❝ shite, i didn' mean t'run into y', mate. i'll pay fer a replacement shirt —'m kinda blitzed righ' now an' seein' double. ❞ ( fckindiabolicxl )

"Holy shit!" Magnus laughed as he watched the man stumble as he caught him." Never mind the shirt. You good?" He asked as he tried to pull the brit to his feet and keep him that way." Looks like the feight train of booze just slapped your ass harder than your ex."

He tries to set him down on a chair and when he manages it he sits down next to him." Got a name, prince Charles?" He asked as he points a thumb into his own chest." Magnus."

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His voice was so welcoming. The incubus smiling devilishly from beyond the brush. Glamoured as a human the fiend hummed to his question.

"You could say I was looking for you. I could also just bewildering amidst the forest. Enjoying the scenes of life around me." He stated cooly as he approched. Closer. His form was not as big as his. The druid was incredibly large for who he was and that brought a single of excitement to Magnus' core as he nodded his head.

"Magnus. A plesure." Hands behind his back. He knew better than to attack especially so close to a druid colony like this. His study of the grove left him wondering. Could he possibly male way with one? Spike the water. Make them have a true taste of lust amongst their people. And that's what he did. The sweet scent of strawberries and cream staining the air like a blanket as the stranger smirked.

"You must be Halsin. The leader of this grove? Might I ask.." he pauses as he tilts his head upward to look the elf in the eye. Studying his jawline with an insatiable lustful hunger." Are you willing to do a stranger a favor?" He muttered towards him. Poison in his words. Is smile a devilish trick that should not be trusted. And yet..he had yet to pull out any tricks. Even with the grove distracted somewhat. Magnus circled the welcoming man with curiosity." I need..how to say this..a soul. You see I'm haven't eaten in days and mortals are hard to come by. If you could give me one of your...say..druids. One you despise. I'll be on my way on the morrow."

Magnus retains his smile. Unmoving. Though he wouldn't mind manipulating Halsin into saying yes if he refused. His voice honest but cold. He needed a mortals life. Not a animal. If he could he word but being thrown to the dogs and away from the hells. Magnus had to hunt. And he was desprate. Very desprate for food at this point.

🌷- Alone

Send a symbol for your muse to find mine...

Halsin could smell the scent of sweet lies before he could see the creature. There was something unnatural about them, something dark... otherworldly, and drowningly intoxicating.

Some sort of fiend.

The druid peered up from where he'd been. To what manner brought a fiend into his peaceful grove, he wondered. To corrupt his people, perhaps? No doubt when they had entered they would have turned many heads, and they were quite an attractive thing, too.

"I welcome you, stranger," he said politely, a small nod of his head towards the otherwise ordinary looking man. The scent filled his nostrils, however, and Halsin knew better that to believe that there was but a man that stood beneath that mask.

Whoever they were, they came in peace, or perhaps they were just foolish. Halsin may have been on his own by the waterfront, but they were outnumbered by the amount of druids nearby.

"It seems you have made it through the Emerald Grove down to the waters. In seek of me, I presume?" Why else would they have come here, and why else would no one have stopped them? "Well, you have found me. I must ask what purpose brings your visit."

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you give me Alley Cat vibes!

🎸 The Alley Cat - Street smart. Has opinions on everything. Doesn’t run from drama. Will fight your ex and win.

I feel this 100% ;4;//

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🐱 MUNDAY MEME; WHAT KIND OF CAT IS THE MUN? 🐱 Send an ask telling me what kind of cat I give off

🌪️ The Gremlin Cat - Always in your cabinets. Constant chaos. Yells at nothing. Probably has unfinished drafts and energy drinks nearby. 🍷 The Fancy Cat - Sleeps on velvet. Answers messages in cursive. Probably manifests things with moon water and wears rings on every finger. 🎸 The Alley Cat - Street smart. Has opinions on everything. Doesn’t run from drama. Will fight your ex and win. 🛏️ The Sleepy Cat - Always napping. Posts once every 4 days. Lowkey unbothered and will ignore the world to rest. 📚 The Bookstore Cat - Wise and chill. Knows your muse’s trauma before you do. Would live in a coffee-scented library if they could. 🪄 The Witch’s Cat - Big spiritual energy. Communicates in candle flickers. Probably cursed someone with a meme once. 🎮 The Goblin Cat - Meme gremlin. Chaotic-good. Too many tabs open. Screams at the void and calls it enrichment. 🌸 The Cottage Cat - Soft vibes only. Forest-core. Bakes bread, wears oversized jumpers, and is emotionally devastating in threads. 👻 The Haunted Cat - Sees ghosts. Sends cryptic messages at 2am. Probably edits their theme during an existential crisis. 🪞 The Mirror Cat - Quiet. Observant. Looks innocent but knows everything. May or may not secretly be judging you. 🔥 The Spite Cat - Posts out of rage. Petty and proud. Too hot to handle. Somehow always right. 🖤 The Tumblr Core Cat - Vibes are unmatched. You’re probably mutuals. You might also be a little afraid of them.

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Mephistopheles words echoed in his sharp pointed ears like a beautiful song. He adored his scars..? The thing that makes him feel so uncomfortable about himself. Always hiding. Faustus would have agreed with him only to want to add more to the collection of missing skin and broken horn.

"Food you say..? My lord it would be an honor." He purred as he drew closer to the demon lord of the eighth layer of the hells. His shap nailed fingers wrapping tightly around his leg. Playing as much as he could to the master's liking. Anything to please. Anything. And he meant this in his soul as he looked up at his new master and smiled.

"I won't break. I'm stronger than I look." He had ample time to 'practice' with Faustus. The scars showed that much. And such a shift made the incubus shiver with delight." My lord..for you to take me in. It would be my plesure to give you such plesure in return~" Humming he crawled up his lap. His gentle sharp fingers raking against his leg." Some might call me eager. But I'm merely doing my job.."

Despite the creepy preach he was ample better than his son he had to admit. His voice was like butter to a hot knife. Slicing through his ears like such and making him melt as such. He pratically drooled at the thought of Mephistopheles having his way with him. And that made his body melt. Shaking with excitement as tail and torn wings would twitch and flex from his dirty thoughts.

"Use me..abuse me..I need you.."

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Mephistopheles' tail wagged, an unconscious habit of his. A subtle sign he was excited. He pulled the collar, and the incubus wearing it, Magnus, closer. A wide, sharp, smile dawned his face.

“They really know how to make you incubi alluring. However, few catch my attention properly. I've always preferred to play with the mortals.. the way they break is amusing. But, sometimes, it's nice to have a toy that won't break.” His voice echoed through the walls, a side effect of the icy castle that was the citadel.

“You know.. I've always found scars to be beautiful. Maybe that's the reason I prefer you over the other's. They hide their scars with glamours or avoid fights. But that's no fun. Where's the story? The lessons? Perhaps that's why I enjoy mortals too, but they aren't of importance. You are.”

Mephistopheles took a moment to sit on his throne, before tugging on a leash that had been attached to the collar. He brought the Incubus close… and pat Magnus' head..? “We'll have so much fun. You'll even get the best meals when I'm not around.”

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[ taste ] - one muse tastes the other’s blood (voluntarily or involuntarily)

This was possibly the worst thing she could do. Tasting his blood was like an addiction waiting to happen. And as magnus watched her tongue lick his pink blood. A smile crossed his lips. A light chuckle leaving his lips as he crossed his arms.

"You just tasted lust." He stated." And you're going to really want a piece of me~" he purred as he wrapped his arm around her. Pulling her in close." Oh darling you are dummer than you look. But don't worry..I like that about you~" whispering sweetly to her. Easing her into that sensation as much as he could.

"Relax..desire is a dangerous thing.."

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blood prompts! **obvious trigger warnings for blood, violence, etc.  **add ↔ to reverse roles, if applicable 

[ mirror ] - receiver finds sender having just smashed a mirror with their fists (or head)

[ phobia ] - one of our muses faints at the sight of blood (whether it be their own, your muse’s or somebody else’s) 

[ cough ] - receiver finds sender coughing up blood

[ lip ] - a nervous muse bites their lip until it bleeds

[ stain ] - receiver notices a blood stain on sender’s clothing (recent or old)

[ nose ] - receiver helps sender slow down a bloody nose

[ hands ] - receiver tries to explain that the blood on their hands/clothing is not their own

[ escape ] - sender scrapes an arm or leg trying to escape through a window from a threat

[ stab ] - sender stabs receiver

[ shoot ] - sender shoots receiver 

[ punch ] - sender punches receiver in the face, resulting in a bloody nose or mouth

[ injure ] - receiver makes sender bleed (any method)

[ knife ] - receiver finds sender holding a bloody knife

[ discover ] - receiver finds sender on the ground, covered in blood

[ doorstep ] - sender shows up at receiver’s doorstep covered in blood

[ bleed ] - one muse finds the other actively bleeding out

[ brothers ] - our muses become blood brothers

[ clean ] - our muses work frantically to clean up a bloody scene 

[ pressure ] - receiver works to keep pressure on sender’s injury to control the bleeding

[ bandage ] - blood begins to ooze around the sender’s bandages

[ patch ] - receiver patches up or applies staples or suture to sender’s open wound

[ taste ] - one muse tastes the other’s blood (voluntarily or involuntarily) 

[ collapse ] - sender collapses into receiver’s arms after trying to hide a serious wound for too long

[ awake ] - receiver tries to keep sender awake after losing a lot of blood, or feeling queasy from seeing blood 

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🎟️ ( we haven't interacted much but why not lol )

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I hope this is good!

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I kinda had fun making this :0

Hope you like bae ❤️

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send in; 🎟️[ticket] for me to make a moodboard with 4-9 photos for our muses/ship.

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𝖒𝖔𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖘 𝖔𝖋 𝖛𝖚𝖑𝖓𝖊𝖗𝖆𝖇𝖎𝖑𝖎𝖙𝖞

Send one of these to find my muse in different moments of vulnerability and really needing help... + reverse for my muse to find yours

[Sick] My muse is ill and bedridden.

[Wounded] My muse is severely injured and has just collapsed.

[Stuck] My muse is stuck, unable to free themselves without your muse's help. (e.g. under rubble, in a burning house etc.)

[Alone] My muse is isolated, feeling utterly alone and abandoned, needing comfort.

[Exhausted] My muse is physically and mentally exhausted, barely able to stay awake, and needs care.

[Lost] My muse is lost, either physically or emotionally, and is struggling to find their way back.

[Freezing] My muse is suffering from extreme cold, on the verge of hypothermia, and needs warmth.

[Drowning] My muse is literally or metaphorically drowning, struggling to stay afloat, and needs a lifeline.

[Lost Hope] My muse has lost all hope and is in need of someone to remind them what they're fighting for.

[Collapsing] My muse is physically collapsing from exhaustion, illness, or injury, unable to continue on their own.

[Nightmare] My muse is waking up from a terrifying nightmare and needs to be calmed down.

[Captured] My muse has been captured by enemies and is in dire need of rescue.

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There needs to be more monster hunter muses after my ass xD jk//

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An rp where Magnus is having a mental breakdown for almost nearly getting killed by monster hunters-//