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Topic: the Witches' brew.
Anyone dealing with magical brews of any kind should know two things:
One, that these spells can’t be broken unless a specific clause is thrown in, and,
Two, that witches don’t do take-backsies unless you’re the Devil Himself (and even so, things can get a bit tricky).
Mephistopheles, upon getting three of his magical friends to cook up something to take the grey hair off Faust’s chest (so to speak, for even as an old man he was relatively hairless), absolutely did not expect the doctor to be as stunningly beautiful as he ended up being (and Meph loves himself a twink “youthful, curly head”).
On that note, he probably should have specified when the witches were concocting a love potion that by “seeing Helen of Troy in the first you lay eyes upon”, he more meant himself, and not arguably the most bland peasant girl in the village.
Even after Marguerite was long gone and Doctor and Devil had settled down for a comfortable afterlife, and even though Johann otherwise would have wanted nothing to do with women-folk, the topic of Gretchen has remained a strain on their relationship for centuries, much to both their dismay.
^ Faust’s because he’s reminded of what kind of monster Mephisto really is, Mephisto’s because even though he’s the Devil, getting a blowjob from someone who’s crying just isn’t that sexy.
Despite attempts to alter the longevity of the second potion, whether by magical means or otherwise, to preserve what’s left of their collective sanity, the two remain having to live with their mistakes.
The Doctor's Childhood: a summary.
[the full post on the subject can be found here. trigger warnings for child abuse and neglect!]
Born the seventh child of a seventh child to a superstitious mother and a serial killer slash evil genius father, leading to a childhood of neglect, abuse, and emotional and mental manipulation from most if not all of his family.
Raised as a pet-project away from the rest of his household in his father’s attempt to create a monster a child genius and little boy serial killer protegé (because he’s a terrible human being without regard for the sanctity of life). ^ Most likely the source for his struggle with morality and the dichotomy of good and evil, also the whole “two souls dwelling in my breast” thing.
Only shown affection if he showed intelligence, leading to a search for intellectual praise as a substitute for feeling both love and fulfilment.
Abused physically and sexually by his mother during the cusp of puberty, leading to an aversion from intimate contact with women without the use of supernatural means aka until Mephistopheles “helped” with a certain potion.
Found out his father’s secret (poison and lack of anyone keeping an actual body count) and used it to kill his entire family upon realizing that a, none of them had loved him, and b, that their moral compasses were not compatible with his own, or with the good, pure part of humanity, in the fucking slightest.
Topic: the Devil's cloak.
Since his mortal death, no longer having the magic of Mephistopheles’ contract to keep other powerful supernatural entities at a safe distance, Faust carries the Devil’s cloak - the same garment upon which his famous journey took wing - wherever he goes, when not inside Mephisto’s private domain within Hell. As it is a magical item and thus able to change shape at its bearer’s will, it is worn differently depending on current fashion trends and weather patterns. In the winter of 1545, for example, it would have proved useful under its true shape, whereas in 2015, it likely would take the shape of a scarf, turning into a pocket handkerchief when entering a building to remain on his person when removing his outerwear. Along with generating the Devil’s aura as a form of protective intimidation to Hell’s curious - and often hungry - citizens, it also acts as a sort of homing beacon, should Faust be in distress or wander too far from where he ought to be. His contract mark used to play the same role, but as it was technically bound to skin and not soul, it is no longer a part of him. Now, a little blood will do the same trick. The Devil’s darling doctor also may or may not enjoy curling up within the cloak’s Satan-scented embrace when the beast inevitably ends up staying out later than he intended.
Repost from @demonikon - Crebain - Night of Stormcrow. Signed by @ancalagon666 in his own blood. I had asked Steve to sign this literally months ago and forgot about sending it his way. Once again thank you so much for doing this for me. Hails. #crebain #nightofstormcrow #autograph #signedinblood #usbm #blackmetal #ancalagontheblack @foreignsounds
signedinblood
Human. God.
N. o.
signedinblood
Rude.
I am actually respecting your choices. You said 'me or me', I chose 'me'.
Don't be so dramatic.
You know how I feel about hurting children, Mephistopheles.