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@nuin-giliath
Mairon huffed at the statement as he helped to change the shape of the poker into sharp point with a trembling hand, his temper rising with every breath. For months he endured the rumors as others passed by him after the humiliating defeat by huan, the cruelty of being incapable of fighting back.
Yet the moment a new general had the nerve to try to talk others into gaining up on Mairon when he was working in the forge, made his composure slip away. Now he was ready to strike punishment for that man's arrogance." I don't have any secrets my lord, I simply have a pesky individual who has been a bit too arrogant recently. Daring to gain up on me and intimidating me." The maia stopped as the baby dragon started nibbling on his hair absently.
Melkor quickly realized that whatever was happening with his little precious was not some giddy thrill or Mairon attempting to some light torture. It was something more serious than that. He leaned back, letting some space between them and cupped his hands behind his back, waiting patiently for him to speak. Melkor could still see the marks on his neck from that damn mut and intuitively guessed that it could have something to do with that.
Hearing that some nobody had the audacity to intimidate Mairon, Melkor's eyes darkened and his jaw tightened. His impulsive nature told him to storm out and handle it but... This was not his fight to win. He reached a hand and cupped his chin, thumb running down Mairon's jaw, "I see that this matters to you, and you know well my thoughts on what happened in the past. I will not stop you, but I will be there for you if you need me. Come, show me what my little flame needs to do to let this nightmare in the past where it belongs." Melkor's palm flattened against Mairon's side of the neck for a fleeting moment as if wishing he could take it all away. Take the pain and scars upon himself.
Mairon instinctively hold his neck with his hands, a unconscious expression of insecurity of himself and the perceived weakness in his eyes. He stayed quiet while trying to find the right answer to his Masters comment. Past is now a part of the history that one know.He turned to looking up at Melkor, for a moment his slit eyes full of hatred changed to pure sadness as his expression turned more somber then angry.
He didn't want to get his anger directed towards the one who showed him the truth about himself, the one who helped him become the lord that stood before Melkor." I am just upset that because of a simple act has caused a negative impact on my title and standing in this Realm. Perhaps there is a better way to remind people of what happened if they cross me." Mairon smiled as his sharp teeth appeared.
Melkor watched his lieutenant's eyes shift, hatred turned sorrow and the into something sharper and his lips curled slightly, a small smirk of pride. He released him and stepped back, looking at him pensively. "Mm... There are always better ways," he purred, then spoke aloud and meant it. "Your standing was never a simple thing and no mut or insolent fool would ever unmake what you are. But... I understand the pain. Reputation is an armour in itself."
He began to pace while thinking, his pale eyes against black sclera were lost in thought. "You could simply kill him but in a week another fool will test your limits. Or.... You make of this a lesson so that no one else in Angband will ever mistake your silence for weakness ever again. Something... Something that will make them flinch each time your quiet footfals pace these paths." A smile spread wide on Melkor's face and stopped in front of Mairon and studied the pointed poker in the other's trembling hand. "You already know which one you want. I can see it in your eyes, your hand. So... Tell me, little flame," Melkor's voice dropped and clasped a hand over Mairon's around the poker. "What are we still doing here?" and smirked, not needing an answer. He released him and waited for Mairon to lead the way.
Mairon huffed at the statement as he helped to change the shape of the poker into sharp point with a trembling hand, his temper rising with every breath. For months he endured the rumors as others passed by him after the humiliating defeat by huan, the cruelty of being incapable of fighting back.
Yet the moment a new general had the nerve to try to talk others into gaining up on Mairon when he was working in the forge, made his composure slip away. Now he was ready to strike punishment for that man's arrogance." I don't have any secrets my lord, I simply have a pesky individual who has been a bit too arrogant recently. Daring to gain up on me and intimidating me." The maia stopped as the baby dragon started nibbling on his hair absently.
Melkor quickly realized that whatever was happening with his little precious was not some giddy thrill or Mairon attempting to some light torture. It was something more serious than that. He leaned back, letting some space between them and cupped his hands behind his back, waiting patiently for him to speak. Melkor could still see the marks on his neck from that damn mut and intuitively guessed that it could have something to do with that.
Hearing that some nobody had the audacity to intimidate Mairon, Melkor's eyes darkened and his jaw tightened. His impulsive nature told him to storm out and handle it but... This was not his fight to win. He reached a hand and cupped his chin, thumb running down Mairon's jaw, "I see that this matters to you, and you know well my thoughts on what happened in the past. I will not stop you, but I will be there for you if you need me. Come, show me what my little flame needs to do to let this nightmare in the past where it belongs." Melkor's palm flattened against Mairon's side of the neck for a fleeting moment as if wishing he could take it all away. Take the pain and scars upon himself.
Mairon walked into the office where his lord was before taking a large iron rod from the hearth. He smiled before glancing at Melkor.
"Don't mind me my Lord, I'm just going to be hunting for someone."
@abhorredone
Melkor hissed trying to pull out the tiny dragon from his hair when Mairon walked in, determined and clearly with a goal in mind. Everything was so boring these days that he couldn't help but cock an eyebrow, the dragon forgotten and crawled back into Mel's hair, sitting on his shoulder and grabbed a few strands of Mel's hair with his tiny hands.
"Mmm.... You say that word too lightly. Tell me, little flame, who has captured your attention so intensely that you even keep this one a secret from your Master?..." Melkor's voice was a slick purr as he walked behind Mairon, his hands behind his back. "I do not mind you at all. I've always found your enthusiasm... Entertaining." Melkor's murmur was low, his velvety voice a dragon's rumble over Mairon's shoulder.
@abhorredone
(From @namoinmandos)
“…will you be gone long?”
He felt like something was about to go down, especially when the judge asked for more proof, for more time. He wasn't convinced and Melkor... Was speechless. A moment later and there it was. He could hear gunshots outside the door and then the doors burst open, people running all over and the security as well, but nobody was going to help the judge. He didn't have a lot of time to think about it, he just acted. Melkor was beside him in a few long steps and pulled him down under the desk. "Stay here," he whispered and moved to go, assess the situation, but then he heard Namo's voice and saw his face, his eyes. And Melkor froze for a moment. "Uhm.... I..." but what could he say? He was the judge and he should keep his distance as much as possible. "I'll tell security to come get you" he responded coldly after he shook himself.
(from @namoinmandos 💖🤭)
Namo + smash or pass
Smash sounds so.... Brutal. He'll start slow, at first, and only then he'll smash until the bed gives out and then he'll smash some more, like the animal he is. *growling noises*
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𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐃 " 𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐇 𝐎𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒 “ 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒. 𝐍𝐎 𝐋𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐃 .
&. 𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.
( various non - halloween themed dialogue prompts for all your slashers, final girls, and other horrors beyond your comprehension. trigger warning for dark themes. feel free to edit as you seem fit. )
❛ it’s the silence that scares me. ❜
❛ i’m every nightmare you ever had. ❜
❛ i want to see your true face. ❜
❛ one way or another, you’re going to die tonight. ❜
❛ just because you don’t see it, doesn’t mean it’s not already here. ❜
❛ by the time anyone finds your body, they won’t be able to identify it. ❜
❛ you’re playing a dangerous game here, girl. ❜
❛ i’m playing the villain, just like you wanted. ❜
❛ i won’t give up on you, i know you’re worth it! ❜
❛ scream all you want. no one will hear you. ❜
❛ what are you going to do to me? ❜
❛ there you are, my darling! ❜
❛ i knew you would come back to me. ❜
❛ don’t you want to be consumed by what loves you? ❜
❛ i’m going to send you back to hell where you came from! ❜
❛ you can’t keep me here forever! ❜
❛ how are you still alive? i killed you! ❜
❛ sometimes human spaces make inhuman monsters. ❜
❛ please. why don’t you just let me go? ❜
❛ this missing poster has your face on it. ❜
❛ that wasn’t so bad, was it? ❜
❛ what’s wrong, you don’t trust me? ❜
❛ i know a lot about you. more than you think. ❜
❛ you want me to shut him up for you? ❜
❛ we could have been beautiful together. ❜
❛ when you think you’re alone, someone watches. ❜
❛ rest while you can, because i will hunt you and eat you whole. ❜
❛ what you want is very wrong. ❜
❛ you look so pretty all tied up like this. ❜
❛ what, you like to watch? you goddamn sicko. ❜
❛ god isn’t here. god doesn’t even know about this place. ❜
❛ there is something at work in my soul which i do not understand. ❜
❛ i am the devil, and i am here to do the devil’s work. ❜
❛ you know what they say, an eye for an eye. ❜
❛ why don’t you scream for me? ❜
❛ are you… smelling me? ❜
❛ we’re going to die out here. ❜
❛ i’m not afraid of anything. not anymore. ❜
❛ we will be what everyone wants to be. perfect. ❜
❛ no offense, but i think you might be just a little too crazy for me. ❜
❛ we all go a little mad sometimes. ❜
❛ the harder i try to escape, the further i get into this awful place. ❜
❛ this was not how it was supposed to go! ❜
❛ this is the end of your little game. i win. ❜
❛ don’t leave me! i can’t be alone! ❜
❛ no one is coming for you. ❜
❛ you hide. and i’ll try to find you. sound fun? ❜
❛ fuck this place. seriously, just fuck this place. ❜
❛ what’s the matter, honey? you’ve barely touched your dinner. ❜
❛ don’t be afraid. dying is much easier than living. ❜
❛ i won’t let them kill you. i won’t let them even touch you. ❜
❛ let’s get you some clothes before i get too turned on. ❜
❛ you weren’t putting that tongue to use anyway. ❜
❛ shall i drink your blood fresh, or slice your neck and spill it out first? ❜
❛ dying keeps moving lower on the list of worst things that could happen to me. ❜
𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 !
For the tough-hearted who wants incredible angst that could fit either a platonic and/or romantic scenarios. Feel free to change the pronouns / sentence structure according to your preferences! TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of deaths.
i. leaving / left.
“Wait, you’re leaving…?”
“[Name] just told me. You’re gonna leave?”
“…where are you going?”
“I didn’t wanna believe [Name], but you’re really leaving, huh.”
“I don’t understand why you didn’t tell me sooner.”
“I don’t know what to say, do you want me to wish you good luck or something? ‘Cause I hate this. I hate every part of this.”
“I don’t… I don’t want to let you go.”
“Please don’t go.”
“Why can’t you stay?”
“Is it because of me? Am I not enough?”
“Did I do something wrong?”
“You have to let go of me.”
“No, no, just — just one second longer, please. Let me hug you for one more second—”
“No, don’t tell me it’s okay, it’s not okay, you’re leaving me!”
“…will you be gone long?”
“You won’t come back, will you?”
“There’s the train / plane / taxi. I — I gotta go.”
“You’re really not saying goodbye?”
“All you left me was a letter, saying you’re sorry. You’re pathetic.”
“If you love me, please don’t go.”
“I’m really trying not to put my abandonment issues on you, but I’m fucking scared, okay? I’m scared you’ll leave. And you are.”
ii. dying / died.
“Wait, wait, wait, hold on. Hold on. This can’t be real, can it? You can’t be… You can’t be dying.”
“This is some sick joke, right? You’re not really sick. This is some kind of prank? ‘Cause— cause this isn’t funny, [Name], you can’t—”
“No, no, no, I love you, please — please come back.”
“No, please, no. Don’t fall asleep. No, open your eyes, come on, look at me—”
“I wish we had more time.”
“Every day I come in here knowing that one of these days that damn bed will be empty and every time, I feel like screaming and wishing I could tell the universe to take me instead, but they won’t. It’s you. They’re taking you. So tell me how I’m supposed to live with that?”
“You die, I die.”
“I don’t think I can go home knowing I won’t see you around anymore.”
“You’ll be fine. You’ll be okay. You’re just a little cold. Right?”
“I’m sorry I didn’t do much before. I would’ve taken you everywhere. I would’ve loved you right.”
“I wish you could’ve just broken my heart in the normal way. At least you’d be alive.”
“I’m telling the nurse I’m staying by your side tonight. I don’t care if it’s not allowed, I’ll fight them.”
“We’re running out of time.”
“Anything’s better than this. Than you, gone. What am I supposed to do without you, huh?”
“Listen to me, you are the most important person in my life. I’m sorry you’re going through this.”
“I don’t want you to see me like this…”
“If you must die, die knowing your life was my life’s best part.”
“Maybe in another life.”
“The doctors said I don’t have much time left. I - I’m sorry.”
“I just saw you. You were — you were laughing. You can’t be gone.”
iii. separating / separated.
“So, this is it, huh?”
“…for all it’s worth, I loved you. So much.”
“I’m sorry for what I did.”
“You deserve better. You always have.”
“Tell me this isn’t you breaking up with me.”
“I still remember the first time I saw you…”
“Please don’t cry, please, I—”
“C’mon baby, don’t — don’t make this harder than it is.”
“Don’t cry with me, stupid. I thought this was mutual.”
“I can’t believe you’re breaking my heart like this.”
“We had a good run, didn’t we? We really loved each other, right?”
“IT’S OVER, DO YOU HEAR ME?! WE’RE DONE!”
“If you show your face around me the second time, I will kill you.”
“Who would’ve thought we’d ended up here. Hating each other.”
“We were… we were so in love.”
“It’s not even about the other person, it’s us okay? It’s us. We’re a problem.”
“I don’t wanna hurt you. Not more than this. I’m sorry.”
iv. miscommunication.
“You fucking ignored me. You didn’t even tell me why!”
“So now that you’re in deep shit, you suddenly remember me again? How convenient!”
“Fuck you! FUCK YOU! I NEEDED YOU! AND YOU WEREN’T THERE!”
“I don’t know why we stopped talking. I wish you would just tell me.”
“You won’t even look me in the eyes anymore.”
“Did I really hurt you that bad? I didn’t know.”
“You never said anything! Every time you’re angry or sad, you just kept it in!”
“I never knew what you were thinking.”
“I’m so tired of reaching out only to realise I’m grasping on thin air.”
“Why can’t we just talk like we used to?”
“Things were so easy back then.”
“You’re not the same person I knew.”
“…I still care about you, you know.”
“You just left. I didn’t why. I didn’t know what happened.”
“I wish things were different.”
“You’re giving me the cold shoulder again. How typical.”
“You know what you did wrong? You didn’t believe me.”
“I just wanted you to be there. I just wanted to know that I wasn’t alone. And you failed.”
“Look, can we… can we not talk about this now? Please?”
“I’ve been trying to talk to you, but it’s like I’M TALKING TO A BRICK WALL!”
v. betrayal / betrayed.
“I trusted you.”
“You trust me? Honey, that’s your fault.”
“You’re looking at me like I’m your biggest mistake. I already know I am.”
“You fucking manipulated me. You made me believe you.”
“So all those times we spent together? That was, what, for show?”
“I thought… I thought we were friends.”
“I thought we had something special.”
“You were like a brother to me!”
“I never really had anybody before. But then you came. I shouldn’t have known even you would screw me over.”
“SCREW YOU! DON’T EVER SHOW YOUR FACE TO ME AGAIN!”
“You’re not even moving. You’re THAT shocked that I did this to you? You must’ve really trusted me.”
“I — I didn’t want to. But I had to.”
“It wasn’t easy, you know? I… I really liked you.”
“Oh, stop playing victim. You had this coming.”
“You’ve always treated me like shit! And now you’re surprised I would do this to you?!”
“It wasn’t all fake, what we had. You were just not my endgame.”
“I can’t believe I shared my food with you. Turned out, you’re just a scheming scumbag, like the rest of them!”
“It’s my fault. I put my faith in you. They warned me not to.”
“Believe you? Yeah. The last time I did went SO well.”
“I’d rather walk into an ongoing traffic than to trust you again.”
“I let you into my life and you did this…? I should’ve known.”
“Please tell me this isn’t true. You wouldn’t do this to me, would you? Would you?”
vi. misc scenarios.
[Text] I hate you.
[Text] I keep calling you hoping you’d pick up. Or text you, hoping you’d reply. But I know you won’t.
[Text] I’ve still got your stuff. What should I do about it?
[Text] I wish I could say I hate you, but we both know I’m lying.
[Text] I don’t wanna fight, I wanna see you.
[Text] I know we’re not talking, but I miss you.
[Text] Dumbass. I’ve always loved you. Leaving you was the hardest thing I ever did.
[Text] I wish it didn’t end the way it did.
[Text] I’ll always have your back. Even after everything, okay? Always.
I managed to finish this Li Jie drawing YESSSSSS ‼️
Mairon walks in fuming. Makes some people cry or die.
screaming at Melkor.
Takes melkors drink and sips it before twerking in the doorway before disappearing into the shadows.
Confusion illusion
"You're too tempting for me", paused to glare, "And I hate it!" (from Mairon 🥰🤭)
Looking at the god Magnus smirked. His red skin glistening with light from the candles that keep the room lit. His bare feet clapping against the marble floors as he circles Mairon with a predatory demeanor. His sharp fingernails gently caress his clothes as he chuckles.
"Tempting am I?" Not the first time he's heard such words coming from someone. It won't be his last. He wraps his arms around Mairon's waist as he leans in whispering against his skin." Then why don't you give into them if you hate it so much~?"
The soul of a god would make him a powerful force. But that was the boring part. The fun part was playing with people who either reject or give into it. He loved people like Mairon. Their denial made it all but beautiful to watch them break. Letting go he walked over to the window overlooking the area. His red eyes scanning the people.
"Aren't you tired of working the forge all day~?" He raised a brow as he walked closer to him. Pinching his chin gently to get Mairon to look him in the eyes." Relax a little.."
Mairon stood there on the edge of rolling his eyes while the other circled him like some kind of pray. It felt... Enticing, but he kept that well to himself, outwardly rolling his eyes and looking bored. Then, suddenly, he felt arms around his waist, a warm body against his own, pressed into him and his breath ghosting against Mairon's skin. He was so surprised that he could do nothing but hitch a breath, his hands on Magnus's shoulders. He did nothing to push him away. Absolutely nothing. He gulped but by the time he opened his mouth to speak, Magnus already released him. He gathered his wits, angry all over again. He wanted to growl at him, tear his flesh with his bare hands and sharp nails. "Careful!" Mairon growled, fists clenched. "I have burned beings to ash for less than that smirk," and sneered, folding his arms over his chest, needing some composure. "I don't need to relax. My work is important. Unlike you... Whose only occupation seems to be irritating me." Mairon's pulse hadn't slowed down and he thought that, most probably, Magnus could sense it, which was most infuriating. He was toying with him. Mairon huffed, flapping his arms to his sides. It would be so easy if Magnus would just.... Take him. Mairon's cheeks flushed at the thought and turned his back so Magnus wouldn't see.
Morgoth: I will take your despairing scream as a yes!
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