𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄

꒷꒦︶ ︶꒷꒦꒷︶ ︶ ︶꒷꒦︶ ︶꒦︶ ︶ ・꒷꒦‧₊˚

[satin-mouse]

𝐑𝐀𝐔𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐘 ( adjective ) ⸻ earthy, vulgar, and often se.xually explicit.

₊˚⊹౨ৎ ₊˚⊹ 𐙚⋆˙˚◞♡ ✮⋆˙ ₊˚⊹♡ : ̗̀ sᴀᴛɪɴ-ᴍᴏᴜsᴇ : 𝐚𝐧 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄, 𝐒𝐄𝐌𝐈-𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄, 𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 & 𝐀𝐒𝐊 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆 for my 𝐇𝐀𝐙𝐁𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐒 oc 𝙼𝙾𝚄𝚂𝙴 ⼺ blog will contain subjects such as DARK CONTENT , ADDICTION , NON-CON OR FORCED CON , SA , MORBID CONTENT , NSFW / USFW language & themes. ⼺ 𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐂𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐍 , 23 years old , they / it. 𝚁𝚄𝙻𝙴𝚂 ⧛ 𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙴 ⧛ 𝚂𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙳𝚃𝚁𝙰𝙲𝙺

blogroll: @mandolin-the-fallen @gvmmysharks

[my-dailydreams]

[satin-mouse]

“Fat dick spirit” is my new favorite line babes.

[bone-coffin]

Mango, my little ray of sunshine in a dark place.

Feel free to ask questions about her.

[satin-mouse]

Aw, she looks like she’d bite my ankles off 🩷

[rp-memes-atyourservice]

Manhandling symbol starters

Send one for your muse to…

★ - drag my muse by the arm ⁂ - grab my muse by the front of their shirt, possibly shoving them back ✱ - take my muse by the hips to carefully move them out of their way ➜ - smack my muse upside the head ⌧ - grip my muse by the back of the neck © - put a hand on my muse’s back to steer them somewhere ✂ - point sternly at a chair and tell my muse to sit down ✉ - push my muse back down when they try to get out of bed (perhaps involving illness, injury, or sleep deprivation) ☛ - press a finger to my muse’s lips to shut them up ♚ - put a hand on my muse’s knee while sitting next to them, to discourage them from standing up ♧ - slap my muse’s hand away from something they shouldn’t touch ♦ - grab my muse’s hair and yank ♤ - slam a door shut before my muse can leave the room ♞ - physically pick my muse up and carry them ♭ - grip my muse’s jaw to make them look yours in the eye ♨ - rub my muse down with a sponge/wet cloth  ☀ - pin my muse with their arms behind their back ☠ - slam my muse into a wall ☾ - wrestle/pin my muse to the ground

Add as much or as little context as you’d like!

[bone-coffin]

“ I should have known, when i met Valentino, i was giving him control over me. Now i’m stuck in his melody. “

i can already hear people yelling at me that this is a ship. so i’m going to make this clear,

THIS IS NOT A SHIP.

this is an image from before mouse sold her soul for valentino. i plan on using this as a way to show mouse was once happy in her relationship with valentino, but it’s since turned sour, abusive and cruel.

mouse has signed a contract, much different than angels, where she physically cannot say no. as well as has to service the other v’s which has brought he close to the three. although the public sees them as equals, mouse is not their equal. far from if.

[unluckieststar]

Papi.

She said Papi. Jovanni trying his hardest to resist his spine shivering.

"Well, I will call ya Mouse or darlin' if ya don't mind." He flexed a little bit for her. He had some pride about him. Not much but, some. He tried to be charmer when he could be.

"Dangerous? Nah. I am used to dangerous. To be honest Pride nothing to be me. I have WAY worse city I have been. This place pretty tame in my eyes." He said honestly as she stepped closer. He puffed his chest some trying to look at good possible for her.

"I do have habit of being able to handle myself. You could say I have done alot of fighting in my line of work."

[satin-mouse]

" I don't mind at all, " The crimson haired woman replies, watching and feeling as he flexes his muscles. She does her best not to giggle at the way he's trying to impress her. Not many people genuinely try to do that, impress her, especially not down here.

Her pencil thin tail flicks with fascination at the specimen she's somehow stumbled upon.

" You're certainly something, " She purrs, fingers gently squeezing his thick muscles, impressed by their genuine thickness and his supposed strength.

" Strong and sturdy. " Mouse adds, eyes looking back up at his tall figure.

" If you've fought a lot, you must have scars. " She says, her fingers trailing down his forearm, almost tingling as they reach his wrist. Her fingers managing to slide into his hand, pressing her body against his arm while taking his full hand into hers. Chest pressing into his arm like a seductive little minx.

" I like men with big muscles, and scars, " She says, looking up at him.

" Do you get into a lot of danger, papi ? " Those yellow eyes gleaming with seductive interest as her voice grows softer, more intimate than before.

[unluckieststar]

Jovanni knew he shouldn't be this easy. He should be a little tough BUT, man did this woman have alot of curves as the way she talk him. God, he needed to stop falling for seduction so easily. Jovanni was big lug. He was 7 and half feet and he was built like brick house. Muscles on top of muscles wide shoulders. His teeth clicked as he looked at her.

"Hello, there madam. I am just running few errands. Nothing major. I do alot of odd jobs for people who need it done. May I have honor of knowing a lovely creature name?" He asked her. "I am Jovanni. It is pleasure to meet you."

[satin-mouse]

Madam? My, what a way to greet a lady. Her yellow eyes can't help but give him a twice over, up and down that tall frame. He's nothing taller than she can handle, and she knows it. Her tail seems to swish with interest, almost hypnotic little swirls as she listens.

" Lovely ? Me ? Aw, you're going to make me blush, Papi. " She says almost shyly, letting out a soft giggle as she brushes hair behind her ear, golden hoop earrings jingling as her fingers brush past them.

" People call me Mouse, But you can call me whatever you like. " She muses softly. She tilts her head slightly, before her hand suddenly and gently touches his muscular arm. Fingers gripping the clothed muscle underneath.

" Errands in this part of pride though ? It's dangerous here, you know. " She say, eyes once again taking in his frame as she steps closer.

" I'm sure you handle yourself well though, look at you. " She says, her fang grazing her bottom lip as she gently bites it.

[satin-mouse]

@unluckieststar liked for a starter

The jingling of jewelry seems to echo as a hell sinner walks over. Her clothes tight around her frame, showing her curves, thick plush thighs and rolls in all the right places, leaving very little to the imagination.

" Hello there handsome, " She purrs. Her yellow eyes gleam with seductive intent as she stands in front of him, bending over slightly to make her cleavage pronounced and noticeable. Her pencil thin tall waving behind her.

" What brings you here, Papito ? "

[alkasden]

Curiosity was plain on Alkas while she observed her, feeling as though she should be seeing more than just another amidst the streets of Hell. She was never good at picking out people from the crowd, though. Even in the balances between Hellborne and Sinners or even Angels, she hardly took notice as they were all just in this shitshow together.

“’Long as yer confident yer doin’ fine out here,” she still adds, finding herself being more wary though oddly in a way to watch out for others, too. That was a strange feeling, not one to normally give a shit, but she shrugged it off to put away for a thought for another day. No way she would be getting soft now after forty-nine years down here.

She let her eyes linger on the fiddling she was doing on that choker of hers, not giving it a comment even if it made her wonder. The cigarette, however, did catch her attention, and the tint of red… with the scent that wafted from it after lighting. She tried not to think about it, swallowing hard and pulling back her light to slip into her pocket once more. Taking a large inhale of her own cigarette, it felt plain by comparison.

“Hah! Security in this city?” She can’t help but say, adjusting her wristwatch clearly marked as VoxTek property. “Not lotta confidence in that tho’ sounds like the ones it be protecin’ ya from shouldn’t be yer concern,” she points out on the topic of possessiveness, “Usefulness has its prices, sugar… Tho’ if ya be needin’ to head backs don’t lemme hold ya up. -- Oh, gots a name, tho'? Can remembers me by Alkas here.”

[satin-mouse]

perhaps security isn’t the word she was truly looking for. something more like ‘showing off a possession’ but there aren’t many words that would summarize the phrase. besides, she does need to tell everyone everything. that’s just bad business. and her business was cut throat.

she knows better than to let things get to her head, but she has a part to play. a person she needs to be, regardless of the circumstances.

“ maybe security is a bad example. “ mouse muses as she takes another drag of the cigarette. her mind already begins to feel so much lighter than before. so much better than the endless throbbing pain her body is used to. the hazy feeling of not having to think.

“ who said i was useful ? “ she says with a laugh, already forgetting things she’d previously said. wiping a tear that formed in her eye. unsure if it was from sadness or because she laughed too hard. “ yeah i should, “ mouse says with a groan. perhaps upset by the prospect that she needed to go “home.”

her eyes look back at the wannabe overlord. giving a small genuine smile. “ satin mouse, but most people call me mouse. “ she finally says her name, her mind fading a bit as she blinks holding her free hand out to shake.

[wootwona]

since the old version of this post was flagged for 'adult content'...

reblog this post if your account is a trans safe space or owned by a trans person!

along with that, reblog if your account is a trans non-binary spectrum safe space or owned by someone on the trans enby spectrum!

[alkasden]

Not being one that was too great at keeping up with who or what was popular, Alkas looked her over with an arch of her brow. "Ya don't look it, most folk 'round here are... dirtier," she brings up, of course, a knock on herself but she was used to how it was out in the streets of Hell.

Her attention catches on the choker, eyeing it curiously and the design of it almost looks familiar, but she can't quite place it. "Studio ya say? Ya work the entertainment buzz then?" She can't help but be curious about herself. "If yer usually with folk then ya shoulds be careful 'round here. Ain't the safest 'specially these hours."

At the question of a light, she offers a nod. "Yeah, I gotcha." She reaches into the back pocket of her jeans to pull out her zippo. Without thinking much of it, she holds it out to strike it up in a smooth motion. She keeps it held out there for her. "Tho' whys ya not normally ables to be out withouts someone?"

[satin-mouse]

mouse would be more offended by the “dirtier” comment if it hadn’t been directly dismissed by her previous words. she doesn’t look dirty to the woman, and she supposed that’s a plus. for once she’s able to be looked at as a person. not the object of affection, fame and hatred she’s come to be. “ thanks i guess. “ she muses with a small and short laugh in her words.

she played more with the golden heart for a moment before she answered. forgetting as a form of comfort, as she knows she’d be chewed and spit out if she dared chew on her sweater sleeves. “ sí, entertainment for the masses, “ she replies a bit amused by the woman’s comment about her safety. she carrie’s a taser with her, not to mention the pure hell she would unleash on anyone who touched her. “ i’ll be fine, corazon. “

“ i’m headed back anyways. “ she adds, twirling her cigarette between her fingers as the other sparks theirs zippo. it isn’t that she doesn’t carry a lighter, but it seems to be missing from her pockets. and she’s just about on the edge to get her next fix. she swallows as she brings the cigarette to the fire and lights it.

it admits a familiar red smoke, one she’s used to inhaling on a daily, if not hourly, basis. she takes in a deep drag as if she hasn’t had it all day. like a fucking junkie shaking for their next hit. she exhales before she opens her mouth again to explain. “ security concerns, “ she sighs as her eyes look away. “ possessive of an asset that’s useful to them. “ mouse grumbles.

“ i used to love that. the attention, the security . . . made me feel loved. needed. “

[satin-mouse]

like this silly little post for a starter from mouse ♥️

[alkasden]

The flattery was starting to make Alkas grin, even puffing out her posture more in a cock of her hip and flick of her tail. "Ehehe I'll be runnin' half this city in no tim--" She cuts off at the further compliment, sputtering some.

"A-Ain't too sures 'bout my looks tho'," she snickers, waving that part off and not sensing the snarkiness in her awkwardness at taking any sort of compliment. "But uh-- how's 'bout ya? Ain't seen ya in this part 'o the city or just I weren't lookin' when ya pass. Lookin' to gain a footin' or just 'nother Sinner runnin' 'bout?"

[satin-mouse]

she’s a bit amused by how the taller woman takes her praise and compliments. she’s used to sinners who could go on and on about themselves, leaving them to do the talking while she entertains. but her efforts —or in this case barely nudging— the overlord to speak about herself are unsuccessful. instead, the redhead lets out a soft hum as the blonde hyena denies her attractiveness.

mouse’s rail flicks, almost as if upset by the news that this woman doesn’t know who she is. but she settles herself rather quickly. she isn’t wearing anything explicitly provocative, and she assumes that everyone who isn’t a cinephile would have no idea who she is.

“ i’m not usually around town. “ she admits as she plays with the gold heart ring on her chocker. “ i’m usually at the studio. don’t get to be out much unless i’m with someone . . . “ she trails off, her eyes darting away for a moment before she looks back at alkas, holding up a cigarette.

" got a lighter ? "

[satin-mouse]

@alkasden continued from here.

a smirk is firmly pressed into her lips as she eyes the beautiful new overlord. “ already ? look at you, azucarera. “ she praises eying the woman up and down. her hands placed on her hips as she watches alkas’ every move.

“ you’re gorgeous too, that’ll help you make progress i’m sure. “ mouse means to compliment, but it sounds more like a snarky comment. something rather difficult to regulate these days.

[satin-mouse]

where are my gorgeous and beautiful fans? we’re are the masses these day? i’m feeling unloved and over worked. 

[lyricsxmusings]

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[vox-news]

HEADCANONS

Vox and Valentino have an ‘on-and-off’ relationship. Like what Stolas and Blitzø had going on for a bit.

Vox is an AroAce flux (like the mod)