Mephisto

#chat: leah #deaths-cold-hand #notthedevilyouknow #//don't blame me - I just got dragged into this...#//XD

Chatzy log

Who: Hela & Mephisto

Where: Mephisto’s office

What: Nothing to see here, just a pair of Hell Lords negotiating the terms of procreation.

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kierongillen

#chat: barney #archerrulerofyourmind #ask

kierongillen:

A while back, I mentioned Frazer Irving and my collaboration on a DOCTOR STRANGE story. I showed the couple of images that were easy to find of his spectacular Mephisto, but mentioned I couldn’t find any of the stand-out splashes.

But now they’ve turned up.

Frazer is something like a phenomenon.

#face

bold any fears that apply to your muse!!! italicize what makes them uncomfortable!!! (and add your own if they aren’t listed)

Mephisto

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“You look like you could use some vodka.”

archerrulerofyourmind

Wine and Want || Mephisto & Hela

"I’m glad to hear that," Hela confessed, more honest than she may have intended. After all, as a Hell Lord, she should hardly be celebrating and congratulating her competition on his success, even if she hadn’t set her eyes on that particular morsel. Still, she found herself genuinely pleased with Mephisto’s success and, though she’d not admit it even to herself, part of her was still hopeful for their alliance.

She let out a soft gasp as his teeth met her skin, a sly grin crossing her lips at his concession. Though he phrased it in such a way as to imply he was only considering her offer, it was clear from the way Mephisto’s growled and pulled her in close that he wanted this every bit as much as she. Hela gladly fell into his arms, her tongue darting out to lap over his lip, catching the hint of blood that honestly surprised her - she hadn’t realized she’d bit that hard. Purring, she murmured, “Just about every night between medical students, students returning home to see family, students and professors with other legitimate needs to leave campus. Miss Pryde has given me quite a bit of leeway and was ever so gracious for my offer to safely transport students about.”

Mephisto’s grin widened slightly at the fact that Hela seemed pleased with his success. It was just so unusual among their kind, and it bode well for what they had discussed. He just hummed, though, secure in the knowledge that the goddess would easily read his own pleasure at the situation without his having to overtly show anything that could be read as a weakness.

He was a little surprised at the light sting of her tongue slipping over his lip, the small split unexpected, but still so good. “Every night, hmm?” Running his hands down her back, he pressed up against her, the physical proof of his interest giving lie to his light words. He leaned in, sharply dragging his teeth against the soft skin right below her ear before murmuring, “Our illustrious headmistress has given you quite a bit more leeway than I thought she would, my dear.”

towritecomicsonherarms

towritecomicsonherarms:

Hell

#face

Wine and Want || Mephisto & Hela

Humming her agreement, Hela replied, “Yes, that is quite the treasure you’ve found in that one, assuming you’re able to keep him under control.” Then again, Hela knew from experience, such raw power wasn’t mean to be controlled. Manipulated, certainly, kept even, but controlling such a fount of limitless rage simply wasn’t an option, even for Hell Lords of their power. “Although, I wouldn’t be at all surprised, all things considered, if his rage still turned on some of those who didn’t pull their share.” While Leah had been kind and diplomatic when dealing with Pepper’s outburst the day prior, she would be nothing but amused to see the girl face the anger of someone who’d once been her friend.

"I suppose I could settle for a day trip, or even just an few consecutive evenings. The staff quarters here are hardly much to speak of, but I’ve obtained our new Headmistress’s blessings for leaving the campus in order to shuttle back and forth certain students. We could always find our way back to your or my penthouse during such evenings.” Although Hela very much wanted this to be a regular sort of thing for the both of them, she tried her best to keep her voice calm and casual, not to let on just how much she was missing his touch. His lips connecting with her hand had Hela’s eyes flashing green and then going pitch black before she leaned in to take what she wanted: his lower lip between her teeth.

"Ah, yes, he really is, and I seem to be doing well enough." Mephisto chuckled, knowing as well as Hela did that controlling such a pet was a delicate balance. It made it even harder that Grey was a separate part of a whole, since that meant that most measures he usually used were near impossible to implement. Still, it appeared that there was enough of a hold there for now, and should it be required, he did have a few alternate options. His eyebrow arched a little at that, though, before he nodded with a slight widening of his smile. "Hmm, I suppose we'll see. It would be rather lovely, though."

A little thrill of satisfaction went through him at way the goddess suggested something more regular than they'd even had at Armour, the casual words obviously only so casual. It was easy, in that case, to agree. "I suppose I would be willing to accompany you, considering what they actually expect us to live in here." His teeth grazed the soft skin of her hand. "How often are you allowed to slip our mutual leash, my dear?" He took in the way her eyes shifted before he even spoke the last word, and her teeth were sinking into his lip the moment he finished, a delightful sting. He growled, reaching out to pull her in against him.

Wine and Want || Mephisto & Hela

Hela took a long sip of her wine and nodded. “Yes, of course. My pet is good as new, perhaps even a bit better than new,” she confirmed. It was a bit of an understatement, given that she’d not only restored Tony’s life and healed all his injuries but also purged his body of the toxic palladium that had been slowly killing him. She still hadn’t offered an alternative to the reactor, but then, it was importantly told hold some back until she’d secured his soul for her own.

Mephisto’s wide grin only served to distract her further, remember just how much she’d enjoyed that mouth working over her, murmuring things Hell Lords ought not say to each other. She took another sip of her wine and hummed. “Yes, we really ought to; though, with all the fuss, it might be a while before we can really leave for that long. Shame these Midgardians leading such risky lives, but, alas, we did choose to offer them our aid.” Then, closing the distance between them, Hela dragged her fingertips gently down Mephisto’s arm and promised, “But, as soon as we can get away for a bit, I would love to pick up where we left off, my dear.”

Mephisto chuckled, fingers twisting his wine glass. "Considering the lengths my pet's other selves may have gone through to enact vengeance for Stark's death, that's a very good thing." He took another sip, remembering the description of the attack on Armour that he'd received before even arriving back. He knew that every entity that shared his pet's body was strong, and he had a feeling that the end result would've been an impressive, yet obvious trail of broken bodies.

"I supposed that's true. At this rate, we'll be forced to make it a day trip, though." His eyes flashed a soft red as Hela came closer, and the light touch along his arm was electric. After a moment of just enjoying it, he gently wrapped his fingers around her hand, bringing it up so he could lightly brush his lips against her knuckles. "Mmm, good. I would hate to think you wanted to give up on such an experience. It really is stunning."

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Healing only with my vices [Pepper & Jeremy]

Pepper’s hands were shaking as Jeremy filled her glass again, causing some of the vodka to spill out onto her lap. “Sorry.” Even her voice shook as she tried to gain her composure.

Shaking her head quickly, Pepper felt the tears sting her eyes. “I just…I could have helped, but I flew off like the fucking coward that I am. I just checked to see if Lu was there, and grabbed my dog and flew off.” She felt the tears slide down her cheeks, not bothering to wipe them off. “My best friend and I didn’t even look for him…”

#para: pepper #armourupepperpotts

Mephisto waved off her apology, putting the bottle down on the floor beside his feet. "Don't worry about it, my dear. What's a little alcohol abuse between friends?"

He blinked at the mention of Pepper saying she "flew off", not quite understanding how a human girl could do that. He'd have to figure it out later. Still, the tears that were starting to fall were a bit distressing, something that was usually a good sign to him now meaning quite the opposite. "I'm so sorry," he said, pure sympathy in his voice as he absently reached where she couldn't see and summoned a box of tissues to his hand. He held it out to her, trying to find the right words that didn't include potential offers. Well, not yet, anyway. "Don't blame yourself. So many others were also limited to running. It's not your fault."

Wine and Want || Mephisto & Hela

Hela nodded a bit but then replied, “Oh, I’m not sure it was that much longer. I had business as well, after all.” Once she’d gotten Tony squared away - after properly scolding him for having been so reckless in the first place - Leah had to go back to what remained of Armour, discretely of course, and collect what little she’d kept on campus, as well as dismantle the spells she’d put over her spaces. If she’d gotten a touch distracted making sure the particular Hydra agents responsible for Tony’s death suffered before their miserable deaths, well, who could blame her?

Reaching for her glass, Hela agreed, “Oh yes, especially given out last plans of relaxation were spoiled so abruptly.” She took a sip, eyes still caught on Mephisto’s lips as he spoke, her tongue darting out to wet her own.

Putting the bottle down on the table, Mephisto nodded as he reached for his glass. "I'm not surprised. I assume you managed to take proper care of your pet, then." Of course, that assumption was more based on the fact that his pet's other side hadn't attempted to hunt him down for assuring that everything would be okay than anything else. Although, what had pushed him to say something comforting like that in the first place was a bit hazy. Comfort was just barely in his repertoire.

At the reminder of their spoiled plans, he couldn't help but be aware of the way Hela was eyeing him, his own gaze dropping as her tongue slid across her lips. He smiled slightly wider as he took his own sip, leaning just that slightest bit more so that he was lounging against the desk. "Mmm, such a shame that. We really should reschedule."

thefiremutant

let the devil guide you home | John&Mephisto

thefiremutant

John had been expecting a ‘come in’,or an ‘enter’ (like the words that had been written into his mind; the call ofthe man he had for so long called Master), and had prepared himself thusly… tohave the door actually open from within, open with an inviting smile on theface of the man on the other side… that was enough to, just for a moment, throwthe fire mutant for a limb.

He almost took a step backwards before halting himself, and then for the span of a heartbeat he just stood there, eyes wide, before he cleared his throat and remember enough about where he was now to correct himself.

“I said I would,” he said with a shrug, and only with a great deal of effort managed to make such a statement sound like that, and not like a question. He did not truly know how to react to the friendliness being offered by the greeting, not really… and so when he stepped inside, it was with a touch of awkwardness to his motions; the need to relax being present, but seemingly not understood by any of the muscles in question.

That was wrong. This was not Erik. This was not a man whom could be as friendly as he wanted, but for whom rules had to be obeyed. This was not a man whom he had to be on constant guard around, both in fear of slipping up and in need to see what he could do to get anything akin to praise.

This was someone new. Meeting new people was meant to stop him thinking things like that. Evidently, such a thing was not going to be an immediate change.

Which was bearable. He could handle that. He would handle that. For Yana… and for himself.

“Thanks,” he said, because thanking someone who had offered something to him was right, and he was here to try to do something right. He glanced around, the awkwardness fading into interest as he moved further into the room, “Nice place. Are you sure it’s cool for me to be here? I don’t want to be intruding in on your private time or anything just for a few little questions.”

#f2f: john #thefiremutant

Mephisto wondered at the way the student seemed to startle, taking in the stiffness and wide eyes with a hint of hidden amusement. He was sure it was something on John's end, though, since he knew the picture he presented. It was a perfect representation of mortal politeness, so the mutant momentarily looking at him as though he'd, say, grown horns or a second head was a bit odd.

Still, when John finally shook himself out of whatever caused the first reaction, he had a whole new slew of them to focus on. The strange uncertain edge to the statement, the stiffness to every gesture - it vaguely made him think of certain serving demons he had, once they got past the bowing and scraping.

And it was already learned and internalized. That could be...interesting.

Pushing that thought aside, Mephisto nodded and shut the door. "Indeed," he said, voice still warm and inviting as he turned and again studied John. It seemed that looking over his quarters - a smaller sitting room than he was ever going to be used to practically filled with a couch, coffee table overflowing with books and file folders, and two small chairs along with a closed door leading off to the bedroom - was enough to calm the mutant a little. For this purpose, that could only be a good thing.

"You're very welcome." He moved past John, taking a seat on the couch in such a way that made it obvious he expected the mutant to find a place to sit himself. "Hmm, it is, isn't it? Don't worry, I wouldn't have offered the time tonight if I didn't have it."

prydeofthexmen

My response turned into a bit of an essay but it was an issue that had to be addressed in the utmost detail.

#chat: kitty #prydeofthexmen #//because why not offer his sorcery right?#//he's bored with hiding it #//...well some of it

You're very welcome, and I wholeheartedly agree. It's exactly what I would've suggested if you had asked for my counsel.

[PM] Speaking of things I have to offer the school, there is a fairly new one that I've gained in the time I started teaching here. Is there a time we could meet so we can discuss potential applications? [/PM]

Healing only with my vices [Pepper & Jeremy]

A couple more deep breaths, and Pepper managed to get her lip to stop quivering. It was quite the accomplishment. “Thanks all the same. You don’t need to do this.” She hummed. This wasn’t on the top of her list of places she wanted to be at this moment, with Tony being number one, but it was nice all the same to have someone inviting her in to talk. Especially considering she’d not seen much of Jeremy lately.

Pepper took the glass, and downed almost the whole thing in one gulp, leaving only a trace of the alcohol at the bottom of the glass. “Besides the fact that one of the few friends I have hates me and blames me for my best friend’s death? Not much.” She choked out. It was better to get that all out in one go. The other shit that people said about her didn’t matter much. They were just assholes that shouldn’t be minded, but what Bruce said to her was going to haunt her probably until she dies.

#para: pepper #armourupepperpotts

Mephisto sat down on the couch beside Pepper and watched her down the glass, his eyebrow raising slightly. He had assumed that the attack would be difficult for someone like her, the fact that she was an average mortal a glaring indication, but the quick drinking and words that followed made it a little more than he had expected. He automatically poured her another glass wordlessly while he took it in.

Frowning a bit for effect, he leaned forward. "Why would you be blamed for something like that? It was an attack on a school that had so many people with powers. While intelligent, my dear, you're about as much use as I would have been." A lie, of course, but she didn't need to know that.

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Oh, wow.

rpsbitch

You will have to write me a list sometime. Some poetry, perhaps?

I will be there, I look forward to it.

#chat: emma #emmasfrosting #//he's quite happy about that #//para?

Hmm, perhaps. I've always been told I have a way with words.

And I will be waiting.

Oh, wow.

rpsbitch

I’m nothing if not consistent.

Tonight at 7pm. [PM] That is music to my ears. I can show you round one day, but honestly there isn’t much to show. Anywhere? There is this delightful little restaurant in Milan with a bar next door that I think would match both of our tastes. [/PM]