#hcllpriest

[evilstalks]

"Michael..." Priest purred as he reached up, pulling a spiked leather collar around his neck, over his mask. They wasted no time in clasping it and pulling it tight - not tight enough to choke, but enough that the boogeyman would know it's there. "Good boy."

it is obvious the shape has a massive amount of respect for the priest. if not, he would already be jamming his knife into their belly. this is something extremely intimate and while he isn't too keen on anybody else seeing him with the collar on, he won't mind it too much because it's the priest. he feels his face heat up under the shield of his mask, and whatever he was just doing before the priest came by doesn't matter anymore. he wraps an arm around the other killer's torso, tugging them in close. clearly, he's in a mood now.

[evilstalks]

"Good boy." The cenobite purred, reaching up to stroke Michael's cheek.

there is a level of respect michael holds for the cenobite, since it cannot die and was never capable of dying, even before coming here to the realm. it is not human like michael is-- it is something better and stronger. michael respects strength, and his feelings towards the cenobite are certainly much more complex than anything he's felt before. which is why when the other reaches up to touch the cheek of his mask, michael tenses at first, unsure of how to react. it's only when those words are said to him that he relaxes into the touch, his face tilting into the palm. a hand reaches down, fingers curling around the demon's waist to tug him in closer.

[evilstalks]

"Oh Michael." The cenobite spoke as they reached for him. Hands moved to either side of his masked face, a hum rumbling in their chest. "We haven't been able to play in so long...The Entity has truly rewarded us this day." Being put in a double trial was interesting, but it was rare for Priest to be excited for who they were put with. Having Michael stand before them was a thrill on it's own. He couldn't wait to see what havoc they could cause.

there is no denying michael has a soft spot for the cenobite, although there is nothing sentimental or gentle between them. when they are together, there is nothing but violence and bloodshed. still, there is a mutual respect and like between them both. michael sees them as an equal, even though he knows the cenobite is above him because they are not human. after everything, michael is still very much a human, though it's easy to forget that sometimes.

he can tell the other is excited, and he is, too. he almost wants to forget entirely about the trial and just focus on the other killer, but he knows a large part of the fun is the buildup. them teasing each other, tormenting the survivors and seeing who can make them suffer more. there is an eager but subtle nod from michael, masked face briefly tilting into the touch on the side of his face. the survivors are not going to be happy at all about these two being together for this trial.

[cursed-legacy]

[ SAMPLE ]

BLOOD  KINK  PROMPTS

[ SAMPLE ] for sender to wipe at smeared blood on receiver that isn’t theirs then proceed to lick it off their finger.

The touch from the Cenobite’s leather covered hand and then long drag of its finger trailing off with a curl is enough for the hairs on the back of Kazan’s neck to stand up, something missed with how his unruly hair already waved to in fro in the air. His eyes pay close attention to how the Priest, lifts the dainty finger to its mouth and licks it off in a sensual manner.

It served to only delight Kazan’s libido even more.

[ghcstfced]

starter for @hcllpriest​

danny looks up at the cenobite. “so... uh... do you come here often?” he’s resisted asking him if the curtain matched the drapes, but danny wasn’t sure what that even meant.

[kirstyxcotton]

@hcllpriest​ asked:

“Nobody knows me like you.”

This simple statement penetrated Kirsty more deeply and harshly than anything else the self-styled High Priest of Hell could have told her. And worst of all? The apparently trueness of what he said. She couldn’t help but feel a certain level of guilt over what she knew about him and what it eventually did to him. She felt her stomach twist in knots and she felt her throat go dry. 

Though she was not there she knew of who he was before he became the being he was today, she knew of him when he was Elliot. A British soldier who served in World War I. She also surmised the lengths he must have felt like he needed to take just to feel anything after that. Then there were those times they crossed paths again and again seemingly like binary stars in a deadly orbital dance of one and other.

“Terrible isn’t it? I could say the same about you.”

[rxdpyramidthxng]

@hcllpriest​ asked

[ cook ] sender makes food for receiver

He doesn’t know what the cruel priest is making, but it smells good all the same.

At first he was seemingly patient and instead investigated Priest’s realm as the other prepared a meal, but as time went on the smell grew strong he in turn became impatient. He never did understand why some thought that need to cook or prepare food, it was perfectly good when eaten straight from the corpse. Now he was just being reminded of such annoyances.

It was a slow approach as he continued to investigate his surrounds, but he did eventually end behind the cenobite. A groan of metal sounded from the Executioner before he started to nudge at the smaller male with the nose of the cage, showing his impatience. After a few nudges though he tried to nose at what was already prepared sitting close by.

[cursed-legacy]

Are there any AU’s you’d like to explore but haven’t had the chance to yet?

Some questions to get to know the mun’s rping habits!

After the Fog AU:

Where Kazan is just lost with himself due to all the shit he went through in the Fog and from being so far detached from this time. Any relationships that he had (save for Rin) is just gone, he does not know where they are, how to get to them, how to navigate anything since his knowledge of the modern world is very limited.

B.O.W!Kazan:

Ancient virus from his time of Japan that is the source of the myths and legends of yokai. But it falls into obscurity after there is a major push from people to eradicate the virus and is only mentioned in hidden texts. Kazan was infected during the beginning his cleansing of Japan that led to the all the murders he committed and seemingly death by the villagers. But fact he got away and fell into some sort of hibernation til the Umbrella branch of Japan found those texts and went searching for those remnants of the yokai virus and then found him.