#vaguelysauntereddownwards

[hawkeyefrommash]

vaguelysauntereddownwards replied to your post:if a course says that it’s three credits, does...

credits usually mean credit hours so a two credit class usually only meets twice a week but a four credit class would meet more often and have a heavier work load

that makes sense, thank you!!

[ghostlyanon]

Lucky me~ -Mep.

5th person has my muse as their pet for week

”Pet”?….

*She frowns softly*

Bu-but I am not an animal…

[ghostlyanon]

✖ - mep, KL, and LG

Mephisto

Whyyy are you always blushing? OuO Is it the roses? Or are you in love?… Bu-but you look nice in red, sir! Don’t wurry~ Aaand! I like your sweaters~ They look warm! ^w^

Kid Loki

I think you are pretty! And I wonder if Mister Loki looked like you when he was young…. Hmmm *Gets lost in thought and falls asleep*

Lady Gen:

Do they hurt…? *points to the scars* I-I’m sorry if they hart…. I think you look beautiful tho-though~!

[hammerandrage]

Send me a ♦ if your character has ever had sexual thoughts about mine.

Send multiple if they were really dirty…

[hammerandrage]

"Oh honey," the demon walks in slow, like a predator about to pounce on it’s prey, voice dripping with candy coated malice, "I would never give you pain. Only pleasure." He comes up behind Thor, tilting his head with one hand and bringing up the glass of wine with the other, urging Thor to take a sip of it. This was always the fun part. How he loved to torment this wounded god, his new favorite pet. It had be so fun at first, to hear him fight him at every meeting, only to crumble in his clawed grip as the pleasure of his torturous ways overwhelmed the god. It was amazing. 

Thor just turned his head away, refusing the drink. The furious fight may have left him, but there was still party of him that refused to submit. Even with Balthazar's enhanced magic keeping the strongest parts of his will bound, shreds of it still escaped. 

"With you," he growled, "There is no difference." He ground his teeth together, knowing he should keep his mouth shut. But that tiny seed of defiance had taken root and had started to spread. "But you leave true pain to those you've corrupted. Those I once loved. So you can claim your hands are clean." 

[hammerandrage]

So eager to have me, Pet? I didn't even order you around and just look at you, half dressed and ready for me. Papa's impressed. *the demon lord walks in, a glass of wine in hand and his tie undone around the collar of a dress shirt. He eyes his handy work, the various gashes and scars and oh so freshly mended skin along Thor's powerful back. Welts in the shape of his own hand mark the god's hips, and Mephisto licks his lips at the sight of it.* -M

YOUR MUSE WALKS IN ON MY MUSE UNDRESSING AND CATCHES THE VARIOUS SCARS ALONG THEIR BODY. WHAT IS YOUR MUSES REACTION? WHAT DO THEY DO?

Thor had lost track of how much time had passed since he'd last seen Mephisto. He seemed to be only distantly involved in the daily torments, letting both Lady Gen and Loki do the work for him. He didn't even bother looking up, eyes instead on the shirt in his hands.

"I am eager..." his tone was flat. Defeated. A half formed threat died before it could be spoken. When it had all started he spat vicious threats and fought his tormentors with every breath. But they'd won. They'd beaten it out of him. "...for nothing," he finally said. 

At last, he lifted his head, looking weary and used up. "Have you come to give me more pain, or are you here merely to celebrate my defeat?"