#hellslittleprince

@hellslittleprince Such genuineness… that was what radiated from Doyun most days. He was such a genuine person, in so many ways. So honest it almost hurt, but wasn’t that what they’d all fallen for anyway? For the chance to be better, and to be worse? To have that choice, rather than their whole lives dictated by a man who claimed to care for them? Wasn’t he in the same position, in some ways? He swallowed, eyes searching the fallen one more time as he steeled himself for the first question. It was possibly the most selfish, one he shouldn’t dare ask and even consider in the first place, and yet… “When… when we decide how to do it… how to stop my heart… will you do it?” He asked carefully, trying his best to keep eyes locked on him, a plea behind them but soft too… understanding already that he might hear a no. “I just…. I trust you. M…more than anyone right now. And if it’s too difficult or too much, I will understand and you can say no and-… and anyway my other question was whether you’d kiss me? Because if I *do* die I don’t really want to do it with barely a single bit of experience or knowing what it’s like and I know it doesn’t mean anything and-…” He was rambling. So much rambling. And maybe he should be asking his little fire sprite these questions… but he couldn’t drag him into this. Not now. Not with the risks… they all deserved better.

Being as old as Doyun was, having spent a full existence tasked with understanding human emotions, interactions, and patterns, there was a small list of things that he knew full well he could've heard... But storms above those two in particular had the Fallen's heart race and his eyes widen. Of all the things Minnie could've asked, he knew that those two bore the most weight.

Help stop Minnie's heart? Be the one to do... whatever it was they figured would work? First would have his head. But if this moment was any indication, this war and conflict any sign, this was not, for once, about First. This was about Minnie, as it in truth always should have been. So lavender eyes softened somehow even more as the blonde brought their foreheads together with a summer-warm smile.

"Goodness, Minnie, It must've taken a lot to muster up the courage to even ask, huh? If that's what you want, for my hands to be the one to do the deed, stop your heart? It'd be an honour, truly" He breathed out, the words thoughtless and easy as his head a tilted a little in thought.

Three Word Prompts | status: open

@hellslittleprince sent "Don’t look back." - from aster to Sujin

Sujin didn’t need to look back to know who the hellhound warned him of — he’d seen the demon on the periphery of the room half an hour prior, but the demon had not been aware of him at that time.

The demon was aware now; Sujin could feel those infernal eyes boring into the back of his head with unchecked malice. The fox spirit could practically smell the rush of blood under tough skin, still able to taste its acrid notes on his tongue; he felt a little ill at the thought of it.

But Sujin would not heed Aster’s warning, choosing instead to meet that piercing gaze, making sure he held the demon’s eye before flashing him a charming smile and wink — a gesture that might have been considered flirtatious coming from such a handsome fox spirit, and the snap of pearly white teeth in the demon’s direction following the wink might have even been seen as bold in that regard, but to view the demon’s face in that moment one would find him pallid, a trembling, maimed hand instinctively lifting to where an ear had once been but was now flat and covered by a leather patch.

Sujin smirked, looking away the moment he noted color returning to his target’s face in rage, not giving the demon the satisfaction of having his anger witnessed.

The Dirty Kind of Teasing Meme | status: open

@hellslittleprince asked: [ VIBRATION ] ― your muse controls a sextoy my muse has inside of them. (From Aster!)

They had come to an agreement. It had been hard-fought on both ends, but the fox and the hound had finally met an accord and proceeded their night amicably (at least from Sujin’s perspective).

You see, Sujin did not like hell. Sujin did not like Lucifer. Sujin did not like the idea of being in the middle of a crowd of people hungry for everything that he was, all while wearing half a shirt and some sparkling chains down his bare chest and midriff like some kind of expensive burlesque dancer… though these were particularly stunning, and they even disappeared into more imaginative places — no doubt a personal detail picked out for later, the cheeky bastard.

But Sujin did like Aster. Sujin did like it when Aster was bold enough to ask him to wear something as avant-garde as this, considering what he was. Sujin did like punishing him for being a cheeky bastard.

And so they had come to an agreement. Sujin stood beside the hellhound, a black shrug of leather and something stretchy covered his arms and upper shoulders, a trail of diamonds dripping down his chest into sweeping, glittering chains that, yes, disappeared quite pointedly into the waistline of his crisp, tailored trousers in both front and back. He clutched Aster’s arm gingerly, playing his part as doting arm-candy, and in the far pocket was tucked his free hand, thumb tracing a small thin remote control, the receptor of which had been so carefully inserted into Aster’s backside before leaving the apartment.

A deal was a deal.

Sujin paused beside him just beyond the door to take in the party, already bustling it seemed. Spotting the bar he decided a drink was necessary, turning his gaze up to Aster and gesturing to it. “I’m going to get us drinks,” he informed before leaning up and speaking so close to the other’s ear the hellhound would feel the heat of his breath.

Honest Answers Meme | status: open

“Bohoja,” Sujin stated without even a hint of hesitation at the question, taking a break from the book he was reading and turning his head to glance back at the ‘unknown’ inquirer. “Hands down, no competition,” he even went as far as to clarify. Then again, true honesty was what the other expected, right? Springing this sort of situation on him.

It came, not as a question, but in curious little certainty from glossed lips. Eyes glinted in the shadow cast between towering buildings, moving clouds in the night sky slowly giving glimpses of his face. Kal sat there, eyes glinting against, candle wicks in the darkness as they looked to the other. Just sitting. No weapons. No plans, just a feint, heavy smile.

"The one that I hear about in little whispers.. The one the tore up, put back together... to try and keep more of them from becoming like..." A bitter breath of a chuckle fell, a ray of moonlight glancing over the scar across his face. "Like me..."

"You're the one they call Ash..... Aren't you?"

@hellslittleprince

Whatever he was---He was weird. Nil knew that. Hell- he'd even known he'd been weird in his past life, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to exist like this at all. But tonight was an extra.. dose of weird. It was because Flynn had just gone back after their first... real night together, after a handful of perfect, warm days. It wasn't that the space around him felt a little emptier. Not just that at least. No, the air just felt.. thick. Heavy with something. And he was maybe, kinda, almost close to figuring out what it was, till the booming voice of Kallie's little guard dog jumbled his thoughts again.

Nil! Nil!...Fuck, Nil! Help me!

....That... Didn't sound right. Didn't feel normal. It was different from the haughty, eternally annoyed and annoying and kinda funny way the hound addressed him. Still though.. Things where.. off. Maybe he was just imagining things.

"Jeeesus, what's the big d--" Nil managed a roll of his eyes as he opened the door, only for the stench of burned flesh and burning blood to clash against his senses. Only for the colour to drain from his face at the sight. Kal, in Fang's arms. Chest blown open, embers still... somehow burning more and more of him away. And the hound in question lay, barely quivering in Fang's arms, breaths wet, weak and stuttered, eyes nearly closed and fluttering--