#thefallenapprentice

[dantes--rebellion]

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Random Smut Drabble || @thefallenapprentice​ and @thedisgracedapprentice 😏

“Fuck...” If Dante had known this kind of pleasure were possible, he would have explored this sooner. He could feel Modeus squeezing tightly around them as his shaft moved against Baul’s inside him. Their bare cocks creating friction together and stretching the dark haired demon to his limits. “How....?” Dante panted, in awe of the performance and lightheaded from bliss. 

Modeus threw his head back, nearly mewling which gave Dante a view of Baul over his shoulder. Dante reached out and grabbed that dark hair, firmly but not painfully. He heard Baul moan and grunt and felt his thrusting increase against him. “Oh, fuck, I’m gonna cum.” It was too much to take, it was too tight, too hot. 

Dante swore and partially shouted their names as he came in a hot gush inside of Modeus’ gaped hole and all over Baul’s length, providing him more slickness. His hand left Modeus’ hair to grab his hip and pull him closer and tighter. One after the other they came and for those few moments, became one. 

Dante was breathing heavily and kissed the back of Modeus’ shoulders and neck as a hand went down to rub Baul’s thigh. “I love you...both.” 

[cantusgratia]

Pythius, Belphegor, Raum

Ask About My Demons || accepting

belphigor: if you could pick 3 forms to shapeshift into, what would they be?

“I’ve always had an interest in avians growing up because of their ability to take to the skies. I’d love to be able to fly and travel as they do. Any three birds, I suppose.”

raum: do you have a tendency to hoard anything? if so, what?

“Not... that I’m aware of...?” And she actually struggles to recall if there are items in particular that she collects multitudes of. Nothing she doesn’t eventually find use for, anyway. “I have... jars of dried flowers and herbs? And plant seeds. Unsure if those count, though.”

pythius: out of all the lies you have ever told, which is your favorite?

Kyrie’s bemused by how unique and specific the question is, and she stalls with a short hum while she tries to conjure up a response appropriate enough to give Modeus some satisfaction.

“Can’t say it’s a favourite, but... when asked, I tell people that I learned how to be a good guardian from my parents, and keep it at that. It’s arduous to explain that I actually mean they were pieces of shit and I strive to be their opposite, you know?”

[criimsoncloud]

[heated stare]

sexual tension meme ( still accepting )

V could feel eyes roam upon his back - not that unusual, as V was fully aware that he drew eyes upon himself with his general air and the ink that decorated his skin. Yet still, this was a different gaze. A piercing one, travelling from his torso to the pants that adorn his legs. He couldn’t help but chuckle, knowing exactly who was looking at him this way...

He sauntered towards the demon, hips swaying with every step. His hands drifted to Modeus’ hips, before slowly roaming upwards and caressing the edge of the demon’s jaw before resting upon his shoulders. Acid green eyes glimmered, the slits of his pupils locking with Modeus’ golden ones. “Hello, my dear mate... what do you think of my disguise?”

[corvidamned]

@thefallenapprentice​ | continued

 A shadow unfurled from the ceiling of the alley archway and dropped to her boots to approach and tsk. “Dead crows aren’t supposed to be wandering about.” Heavy paint on the cobblestone and bags of ash to hide the sigil trap, Kira got him good. She retrieves her oversized iron shears from her back to give a sharp snip in his direction to intimidate. “Your brother around for a rematch as well, or were you only so lucky to find a gate back?”

[durativo]

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“Can I help you?” Dante stumbled to attention, bottles knocked over onto the floor, as he rose to attention. Patty usually came by, yelled at him, and cleaned, so it was clear that he had drunk all of this in just one night. He uses the Rebellion to balance himself like it’s a cane, the tip of the sword digging into the floor.

“Oh... it’s you...” Dante murmured, unable to discern the emotion on the demon’s face. “... You’re still alive?” Dante asked, perhaps he would be more confused if he was sober, but for now he hardly processed what it all meant. “What do you want now? ... Where’s your brother?”

[gelum-lumen]

Ornias

A mock scowl plays on Vergil's features. "Every day I spend with my brother drains me of energy." And an indignant "Hey!" shouts from the elder twin's newly raided kitchen.

[lifedxbt]

|  SEND ME A FETISH YOU CAN SEE MY CHARACTER HAVING… And they’ll rate it  | @thefallenapprentice​  asked | Petplay |

No | rather not | I dunno | I guess | Sure | Yes | FUCK yes | Oh god you don’t even know |

//Its not really his thing?? But its not entirely a turnoff so

[thedisgracedapprentice]

Modeus leans in close without warning, licking at the corner of Baul's mouth. "You missed a bit of your last meal, brother."

A soft purr rumbles in his chest, unable to help but lick at his brother's tongue as it retreats. "You could've simply asked if you wanted to share, brother. But I appreciate you cleaning me up."

[cantusgratia]

@thefallenapprentice said: "I have never seen a glyph drawn with condiments before."

Hands fall upon her lap with a disappointed sigh as she turns her attention towards Modeus. After a heartbeat she catches what she’d done and offers him a sheepish look. “Not that I’m not happy to see you here, I was just wondering if, erh, condiment glyphs would work.” She slides the plate of sandwich closer to him. 

“Or-- did it actually work? Or did you simply take the main entrance?” 

[calamitysshatteredson]

Dear past me,

Letters meme | accepting but eternally slow

You are what the humans call a moron.

This is through no fault of your own.  Demonkind kept you naive for many reasons, but there was also no need to learn about all of these things.

There are humans who will not fear you and want you dead.  You should know this as soon as possible.  And secondly, you must know that the vast majority of humanity will fear you and want you dead even more than you predicted, which is very disappointing and makes it difficult to get food.  Disguise yourself.  Try not to steal anything.  It is considered bad and wrong and mostly it makes humans as angry as it does demons.  It is very surprising how quickly humans can lose their fear when they are angry.

What you wish to be is much more important than what you are told you are.  This is important to remember.

Do not give any form of currency to Sparda kin.  Just do not.  You will have to trust me, yourself, on this matter.

[durativo]

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“A date, huh? Do demons even have dates?” He feels a bit stupid for asking that the moment it flies out of his mouth. If they didn’t, obviously this guy wouldn’t be asking. It’s foolish to think about now, but something like this reminds him of his mother, and, whether he likes it or not, reminds him of his father. Did Sparda date her? What was their life like?

He supposed he’d never know. That wasn’t up to him to think about. Still, he can’t help be amused, and the demon before him makes no real reaction. Is he nervous? Is he confident? Most demons are straight forward, in all his years of hunting, this is the most confusing one he ever met.

“All right. I’ll bite.” He blinks. “That means, “I’ll do it.” by the way.” Talking any way other than formally seemed to lead to confusion so he wanted to be straightforward. “Where to? Fredi’s again? Maybe the park? Shall we stare at the statue and feed pigeons?” A grin, followed by. “That was a joke.” Then he paused. “... Well, unless you do want to do that. I don’t see why not.” So long as the demon paid, he’d be happy to do anything with him.

[gelum-lumen]

“You don’t mind me touching you, right?”

Pale blues, now marred by lilacs, gaze thoughtfully at the elder demon.

Did he mind? Even now, they were far closer than Vergil would ever allow most people; the warmth of Modeus' breath tickled the back of his neck as they combed through this tome together, the demon's face now mere inches away from his own as Vergil turns to look at him. Does he mind... no. The heat of their bodies barely touching was a strange sort of comfort, and Modeus' too careful approach was... an unfamiliar sort of endearing.

Vergil decides he likes this. Whatever this is. "I don't." He turns back to the pages, letting his back lean into that warmth more fully, a silent invitation. "Can you translate this? I've never seen this word..."

[misspattylowell]

The cake may or may not have a messy chunk missing on one side, quite possibly ripped out with talons. But at least the top and front look okay!

“Modeus...”

At least he took his bit from the back where she’d left the gap in decorations due to his eating the Easter eggs earlier.

But having a conversation about getting him to use a knife in the future would still be in order.

[fragilehunter]

The attack comes with little warning, a halfhearted attempt at an embrace from the demon, heavy in movement yet without words. Serated teeth piercing deep into V's shoulder with no effort at all. A low growl fills the ear, hungry and possessive, as arms drag the smaller body close. Modeus holds the two of them there, bite unyielding as blood wells. He laps at it, a muffled moan of relief sounding as a clawed hand grabs at dark locks

V only gives a quiet cry as teeth teeth puncture his skin. It hurts but what is pain to someone like him, who has not had a painless moment of existence? Submitting himself to Modeus is instinctual and automatic, instant. He tilts his head to bare more of his shoulder and throat, an invitation and a show of his compliance. 

He wraps his arms around the demon, clinging to him. All he can think, feel, smell is Modeus... And it feels perfect. 

[lifedxbt]

thefallenapprentice started following you

pats the cute demon

[thedisgracedapprentice]

"Moooodeuuuus."