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Dami / Male I'm the prince of darkness. I control fire and demons and I have a soft spot for puppies Personal/RP blog plase read my about me page ☻

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My morning selfie

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  Damien looked around the class and shrugged. Tweek was definitely… Interesting, to say the least. Damien very quickly decided he had no reason to be in the class anymore and decided to search for the blonde. For whatever reason Damien felt he should be near the blonde, at least for now. Whether it be a safety in numbers or some other supernatural nonsense was beyond Damien but he didn’t care enough to think about it. He shrugged and began to exit the classroom, he could feel eyes on him but didn’t have time to react. He left the class room and began to search for the school gym.

Damien felt himself getting rather weak, and he was unsure as to why. It was a very gradual process. He felt like he needed to nap or sit down but he also felt like if he did he would regret it instantly. He continued his search for the gym and eventually he found it after what felt like forever. "Tweek?" He called out, his voice struggled at first to get the name out but he managed. His eyes scanned the room for the boy, taking note of how empty the gym was.

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"Yeah?" Tweek replies and emerged from one of the doors leading out.* He´s a bit tipsy already. According to his doctor he really should avoid alcohol due to all his medication. "Dude, doesnt it feel weird to have horns and red eyes? And a tail?" he laughs, reaching up to touch the small horns on Damiens head. They feel really hard and somehow leathery. Scary but nothing Tweek cant handle. "Oh and right, you want some vodka?" he says, passing him the bottle of Grey Goose

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Damien shivered at Tweek’s touch on his horns. His horns were sensitive as they were only just recently coming in, however Damien didn’t feel like examining that too the tipsy blonde in front of him. Being closer to Tweek, the demon felt a bit less insecure. He grabbed the bottle from Tweek’s hand and grumbled a thanks before taking a swig. The liquid stung Damien’s mouth a but at first but he adapted quickly, swallowing a large gulp of it. "I guess it’s weird, I’ve sortve had the tail all my life though. My wings are probably the most irritating to deal with though." He stated matter-of-factly, however, he wasn’t too sure why he was trying to talk in a calm controlled manner to someone who was clearly starting to drink himself silly but it was just how Damien was. He said things that didn’t need to really be said even if they didn’t need to be heard.

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Tweek stared at Damien for a minute, letting his words and the reality sink in. He was talking to a demon. Fuck. And weirdly enough he enjoyed it. Maybe because he was starting to get drunk, Damien was hot or maybe because Damien seems as fucked up as himself. "So you can fly? Can I see them?" He asked, curious to actually see wings on someone.

"I need a smoke though so come on" he added, grabbing Damiens wrist. Fuck, he had a higher bodytemprature. Maybe all hellspawn did but Tweek hadnt met someone whos body was warmer than his dud to the fact that his constant shaking makes his body warm.

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Damien didn’t feel the need to object to Tweek’s hand on his wrist, he just went with it. Damien agreed to show off his wings when they got outside. It would do him some good to let them out of the tight space in his hoodie. "I spose’ I can show em off." Damien shrugged. He slurred slightly. He didn’t drink alcohol much because it affected him easier then it did mortals. He looked to Tweek and licked his lips, not noticing before that the blonde was one of the more attractive mortals he had met, maybe Damien just had a thing for blondes. The antichrist wasn’t too sure… Wasn’t even sure why he was thinking about it.

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"I wanna touch them. Now. I like fucked up things. Weird shit. Anything abnormal really. It makes me feel like I’m not the only crazy." Tweek said, waiting for Damien to pull off his hoddie. How was even a pair of wings in there? "I wanna have wings too…. And horns and a tail. Some powers to gi with it would be nice too" he smirked. As alcohol made him feel a bit dizzy his usual anxiety got 10 times worse. He instantly remembered why he didnt drink but it was too late. In some weird way he felt safe though. Maybe it’s just his medication.

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Damien pulled his hood off his back, revealing a black T-shirt underneath. Bruises laced the boys arms but he didn’t take time to worry about them, he was minorly tipsy, therefore not as cautious. On his T were two holes that appeared to showcase a leather undershirt, that was until it began to move. Damien pulled his wings together and then thrust them out, spreading them wide. They were maybe about 2 feet wide, spread similar too a bat. They stretched further, adding more height too them. About 3 feet now. "Fuck that feels nice" Damien purred, flapping them back and forth, lifting himself up in the air just the tiniest bit.

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"Fuck. Me" Tweek sighed as he took a drag of his ciggarette. The sight before him couldnt be appreciated enough.  He wanted to touch this handsome creature. See if he could tame it in some way. Of course, that´d be impossible but he still thought about. "Why do you have bruises?" He asked after letting the fact that this guy had wings sink in. He slid off his trenchcoat to let it rest on the ground and rolled up his sleeves. "Just to be clear, I have done shit, as you can see, to my body for so long that it is hard to imagine what my skin would look like without scars. So pl-please t-tell me h-how you got the bruises" he said, stuttering the last sentence. Wait… Stuttering? Hadnt he stopped that when he was 16? He took a deep breath and decided that it was just the alcohol. The alcohol and the combination of a demon. he laughed out loud at the last part as he realized what a nutcase he must be.

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Damien was a bit surprised by the sudden stutter but saw something unusual about it "It's pretty rough in hell. Since I'm the son of Satan and all I'm sort of required to be fit to fighting demons in the like. I've had it all, dogs ripping at my flesh, being beaten horribly by demons 10 times the size of me. I'm still technically a teenager by demon standards! But I can't do anything about it." He spat out solemnly. He shook slightly. He didn't mind talking about his times in hell, just didn't like thinking about it.

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Pip blinked, as if the words Damien had spoken were in a foreign language. Pip looked at the ultrasound screen in shock, then at his stomach. He placed one hand on the swelling that had not been there previously, and then looked up at Damien. “A… A baby?”

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The doctor nodded in Pip’s direction. A grin spread wide over his face that almost made Damien ready to punch him. However the demon kept his cool, he was good at that. Even when everything made him mad and enraged he managed to stay grounded. He gulped and looked to Pip’s shocked face. "Yes. A baby…" The word felt like venom in his mouth and he could feel himself ready throw up

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"Oh, god.." Pip muttered. He stared at his stomach, his brows furrowed with worry. After a good five minutes, he looked at Damien. "Can we please go home?" Pip asked.

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Damien nodded and looked up at the doctor, shooing him away from Pip’s side. He grabbed the blondes hand in his own, pulling him up and holding him close for comfort. He led Pip home, remaining silent for most of the venture.

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The walk home was a blur for Pip. He stared at the ground the whole time, not sure if he was dreaming or not. He kept a tight grip on Damien the whole time, and as soon as they got home, he sat down on the couch and continued staring at nothing and saying nothing. A hand rested on his stomach, and eventually he turned to look at Damien. Pip opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out.

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Damien looked to Pip for any sort of reaction but was greeted by none. Damien decided he would take control of the situation the best he could, "What are we going to do?" He blurted out, his voice was obviously on edge and frightened. So much for taking control.

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Pip stayed still for another minute, and then burst into tears. He held his face in his hands, unable to bring himself to look at Damien. He was at a complete loss of what to do; he was also terrified of what would happen.

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Damien frowned a his boyfriends reaction. He moved forward and got on his knees, placing kisses upon the boys head and rubbed his back soothingly "C’mon Pip it’s not all bad…" The demon reasoned, maybe not for him it wasn’t that bad, he wasn’t aware of how much pregnancy affected mortals.

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Damien’s kisses only made Pip cry harder. He leaned into his touch, however. Pip still avoided Damien’s eyes. “B-but it’s not natural…” He whimpered. “I-I’m n-not supposed to have a b-baby inside of me…” Pip buried his face in Damien’s shoulder, a loud sob erupting from his throat.

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"I know Pip. I know..." Damien encouraged, rubbing the Brit's back softly. Knuckles massaged the blondes back, dancing over him comfortingly.

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  Kenny raised his eyebrow at the thought of Damien being trashy. He was hoping to witness that. “I’m not in the least surprised,” Kenny said nonchalantly. He followed the boy admiring the intensity of the fire and the hotness of the men in the bars. “Well, we’ll have to see. I hope your tastes are still a bit… tawdry,” He side, his voice raising at the end as if it was a question. 

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"It depends on who you ask I guess." Damien sang teasingly. Finally he found his destination.

It was a giant bar. Not just giant, it was flashy. Bright lights pumped from the inside and whereas all the others were surrounded by flames this one was surrounded by a clear night sky, almost as if it were looking up to earth. The entrance was wide and almost anyone was allowed in, however it was mainly the more richer guests of hell who allowed themselves entry. Damien led the way inside, urging Kenny to follow. People were dancing and the bartender was serving drink after drink as if he was hyped up on every kind of super speed drug available. "Now this is what I like to see." The demon purred, his muscles already relaxing.

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Kenny smirked. He wouldn’t mind Damien being tawdry but he had some pretty extreme standards. As soon as he entered the bar he felt relaxed. Maybe it was the calm of the sky above him. Maybe it was the classy, casual vibe or the good service. Either way, Kenny found himself smiling. He ordered a whiskey and downed it quickly. “I like it,” He replied, smacking his lips. “So what do you like to do at such establishments?” He ordered and downed another whiskey immediately. “Other than drink.”

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"Well.." Damien began, ordering himself a cocktail. "Besides drink and listen to the band." Damien spoke, pausing to take a sip of the white coconut cocktail that had found itself in front of him. He scanned the room with a devious grin. "There's also bedrooms upstairs, if you catch my drift." The demon snickered.

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Ps gonna reply to rps in a bit I'm not in a good mood rn sorry

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Theres this one too, but uhhh, ehhh, but the sides are all fucked and stupid…. kfnkjfjgdkgjgkjdfk i’ll fix tomorrow.

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Why are you so gooD AT DRAWING UGH

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*Cries* no bby, Im not

Do you like it? ; u;

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I love it!!!

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Theres this one too, but uhhh, ehhh, but the sides are all fucked and stupid…. kfnkjfjgdkgjgkjdfk i’ll fix tomorrow.

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Why are you so gooD AT DRAWING UGH

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Damien's gf is best gf Damien thinks his gf is amazing Do not touch Damien's gf

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"DAMIEEEEEN!!! I have a gift for you." Kenny grinned, hands behind his back as he yelled for his best friend. darnienthorn

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Damien cocked an eyebrow upon surprise "Oh, to what do I owe the pleasure, Kenneth?" He spat out sarcastically, the tiniest grin on his facw

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He grinned and suddenly threw a water balloon at the antichrist. “Gotcha!” He laughed.

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Damien growled as the water made contact on his face. He pounced at the boy murderously, his eyes red. "You're a fuckwit you poor piece of shit." Damien of course meant it in the most loving way possible. He pinned his friend to the ground and nipped his neck, causing a shock to run down Kenny, similar to a taser.

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Pip blinked, as if the words Damien had spoken were in a foreign language. Pip looked at the ultrasound screen in shock, then at his stomach. He placed one hand on the swelling that had not been there previously, and then looked up at Damien. “A… A baby?”

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The doctor nodded in Pip’s direction. A grin spread wide over his face that almost made Damien ready to punch him. However the demon kept his cool, he was good at that. Even when everything made him mad and enraged he managed to stay grounded. He gulped and looked to Pip’s shocked face. "Yes. A baby…" The word felt like venom in his mouth and he could feel himself ready throw up

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"Oh, god.." Pip muttered. He stared at his stomach, his brows furrowed with worry. After a good five minutes, he looked at Damien. "Can we please go home?" Pip asked.

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Damien nodded and looked up at the doctor, shooing him away from Pip’s side. He grabbed the blondes hand in his own, pulling him up and holding him close for comfort. He led Pip home, remaining silent for most of the venture.

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The walk home was a blur for Pip. He stared at the ground the whole time, not sure if he was dreaming or not. He kept a tight grip on Damien the whole time, and as soon as they got home, he sat down on the couch and continued staring at nothing and saying nothing. A hand rested on his stomach, and eventually he turned to look at Damien. Pip opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out.

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Damien looked to Pip for any sort of reaction but was greeted by none. Damien decided he would take control of the situation the best he could, "What are we going to do?" He blurted out, his voice was obviously on edge and frightened. So much for taking control.

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Pip stayed still for another minute, and then burst into tears. He held his face in his hands, unable to bring himself to look at Damien. He was at a complete loss of what to do; he was also terrified of what would happen.

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Damien frowned a his boyfriends reaction. He moved forward and got on his knees, placing kisses upon the boys head and rubbed his back soothingly "C'mon Pip it's not all bad..." The demon reasoned, maybe not for him it wasn't that bad, he wasn't aware of how much pregnancy affected mortals.

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  Damien looked around the class and shrugged. Tweek was definitely… Interesting, to say the least. Damien very quickly decided he had no reason to be in the class anymore and decided to search for the blonde. For whatever reason Damien felt he should be near the blonde, at least for now. Whether it be a safety in numbers or some other supernatural nonsense was beyond Damien but he didn’t care enough to think about it. He shrugged and began to exit the classroom, he could feel eyes on him but didn’t have time to react. He left the class room and began to search for the school gym.

Damien felt himself getting rather weak, and he was unsure as to why. It was a very gradual process. He felt like he needed to nap or sit down but he also felt like if he did he would regret it instantly. He continued his search for the gym and eventually he found it after what felt like forever. "Tweek?" He called out, his voice struggled at first to get the name out but he managed. His eyes scanned the room for the boy, taking note of how empty the gym was.

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"Yeah?" Tweek replies and emerged from one of the doors leading out.* He´s a bit tipsy already. According to his doctor he really should avoid alcohol due to all his medication. "Dude, doesnt it feel weird to have horns and red eyes? And a tail?" he laughs, reaching up to touch the small horns on Damiens head. They feel really hard and somehow leathery. Scary but nothing Tweek cant handle. "Oh and right, you want some vodka?" he says, passing him the bottle of Grey Goose

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Damien shivered at Tweek’s touch on his horns. His horns were sensitive as they were only just recently coming in, however Damien didn’t feel like examining that too the tipsy blonde in front of him. Being closer to Tweek, the demon felt a bit less insecure. He grabbed the bottle from Tweek’s hand and grumbled a thanks before taking a swig. The liquid stung Damien’s mouth a but at first but he adapted quickly, swallowing a large gulp of it. "I guess it’s weird, I’ve sortve had the tail all my life though. My wings are probably the most irritating to deal with though." He stated matter-of-factly, however, he wasn’t too sure why he was trying to talk in a calm controlled manner to someone who was clearly starting to drink himself silly but it was just how Damien was. He said things that didn’t need to really be said even if they didn’t need to be heard.

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Tweek stared at Damien for a minute, letting his words and the reality sink in. He was talking to a demon. Fuck. And weirdly enough he enjoyed it. Maybe because he was starting to get drunk, Damien was hot or maybe because Damien seems as fucked up as himself. "So you can fly? Can I see them?" He asked, curious to actually see wings on someone.

"I need a smoke though so come on" he added, grabbing Damiens wrist. Fuck, he had a higher bodytemprature. Maybe all hellspawn did but Tweek hadnt met someone whos body was warmer than his dud to the fact that his constant shaking makes his body warm.

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Damien didn’t feel the need to object to Tweek’s hand on his wrist, he just went with it. Damien agreed to show off his wings when they got outside. It would do him some good to let them out of the tight space in his hoodie. "I spose’ I can show em off." Damien shrugged. He slurred slightly. He didn’t drink alcohol much because it affected him easier then it did mortals. He looked to Tweek and licked his lips, not noticing before that the blonde was one of the more attractive mortals he had met, maybe Damien just had a thing for blondes. The antichrist wasn’t too sure… Wasn’t even sure why he was thinking about it.

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"I wanna touch them. Now. I like fucked up things. Weird shit. Anything abnormal really. It makes me feel like I’m not the only crazy." Tweek said, waiting for Damien to pull off his hoddie. How was even a pair of wings in there? "I wanna have wings too…. And horns and a tail. Some powers to gi with it would be nice too" he smirked. As alcohol made him feel a bit dizzy his usual anxiety got 10 times worse. He instantly remembered why he didnt drink but it was too late. In some weird way he felt safe though. Maybe it’s just his medication.

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Damien pulled his hood off his back, revealing a black T-shirt underneath. Bruises laced the boys arms but he didn't take time to worry about them, he was minorly tipsy, therefore not as cautious. On his T were two holes that appeared to showcase a leather undershirt, that was until it began to move. Damien pulled his wings together and then thrust them out, spreading them wide. They were maybe about 2 feet wide, spread similar too a bat. They stretched further, adding more height too them. About 3 feet now. "Fuck that feels nice" Damien purred, flapping them back and forth, lifting himself up in the air just the tiniest bit.

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I am the best boy (I don’t like my chest)

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"DAMIEEEEEN!!! I have a gift for you." Kenny grinned, hands behind his back as he yelled for his best friend. darnienthorn

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Damien cocked an eyebrow upon surprise "Oh, to what do I owe the pleasure, Kenneth?" He spat out sarcastically, the tiniest grin on his facw

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