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Akira Fudo RP/ASK blog from Devilman Crybaby Mustread: about/rules/verse before interaction. semi-selective & Mutuals-only Multiship, Multiverse & Multiuniverse Mun20+ By:Monarch

[diaboliis]

dead tired. I’ve been very absent in the past months because I had to prepare for a speech to get financed for a web-comic domain. I won a significant sum of money for the domain and one of the financers are giving me their used mac for me to do my art on! Perfect for photoshop~!

[ramonameisel]

Your eyes are made for war, your bones are made to love.

thoughts #94 | r.m (via iaiadixdeus)

[diaboliis]

"What turns me on..." He furrowed his brows, taking a long moment to think. "Strength. Destruction. Blood. The typical and archaic notion of what a man is at his core. Even the scent of you..." Ryo trailed off. "Well. It doesn't really matter, does it? I am here for your sake. I refuse to accept any payment for that."

He wasn’t sure what Archaic meant, but... he could understand the concept of what Ryo preferred. Well- he wasn’t going to wear this thing anymore and he got it pretty cheap with his loan money. Thus, he stood, clutched the corset and ripped it open like it was paper. He then starred at Ryo with the intense expression he usually used whenever he felt the need to assert his dominance.

“It matters to me.” He said sternly. 

“

[diaboliis]

"...I don't understand." He frowned. "Where is the gift? If this is for me- Why are you wearing it?" Then- he realized. "You're trying to arouse me? Sort of a pitiful attempt, Akira."

His smile dissipated as he ended up sitting on the edge of the table- Ryo really was a weird guy, uh? He sighed in defeat and bowed his head dejectedly. “Hey- at least I tried.” He said with a small smile and shrugged. “So uh- what does turn you on, Ryo?” Akira boldly asked. 

[diaboliis]

"Wait? You mean you don't have it? Alright..." He sat, deciding to be patient for once.

“I do have it- it’s just... something specific.” He said, trailing off as he grabbed his school bag and went for the bathroom. It took a moment and some cussing before Akira finally came out. And with sheer amounts of self-confidence did Akira walked across the living room wearing something that seemed to be right of The Rocky Horror Picture show. He wore a full-on black male lingerie with fishnets, garters, ass-molding underwear and with a sort of loose corset. 

And then he laid on the coffee table and grinned to his friend like an absolute idiot.

[diaboliis]

Brings him a big plate of meat for Valentine's Day. "My dear Akira, I brought you something! It is Valentine's Day and I thought a big treat for you would be good. You have been so good to me ever since I rescued you and I am really glad you decided to stay with me, your company truly warms my heart."

The half-demon couldn’t be any more spoiled and it was kind of nice to be treated like this when you’ve seen the world be engulfed by flames. He hadn’t been this happy in a very long time. As for now, Akira swallowed the drool that was cumulating in his mouth and smiled at count with his hands behind his back. Then, he revealed that he too had a present for him- a small pastry box.

“I thought of you too.” 

[diaboliis]

"For me? Why would you..." He sighed and accepted the hug. "Alright."

“Because I care about you?” He said before releasing the professor and giving him one of his brightest smiles. “Sit here and wait.” He told him.

[diaboliis]

Ryo drops a stack of 10-20 boxes of chocolate in Akira's lap. "I didn't know what you preferred, so I bought everything. I'm sure you have your fair share of girls, but I doubt they understand how much you can really eat..."

Akira stared at the boxes with stupor and then he smiled, appreciating the attention a whole lot. “That’s really nice, Ryo. Thanks!” He then set the boxes aside and reached up to pull his friend in his arms for a hug. “I got something for you too- but I’m not sure if you’ll like it.”

[diaboliis]

*Places a Devilman plush toy on top of Akira's head* Here have a tiny Devilman!

took the plush off his head and looked at it with a small smile- “That’s really cute... I’ll keep that...”

[diaboliis]

fudox‌:

❛ you’re so silly i could EAT YOU ALIVE. silly humans, angels are just as bad. fuck what catholicism says. ❜ gives a small stretch and sigh. ❛ hate to disappoint, but im only half-heathen. ❜

Akira remained silent for a moment. “Not because I don’t like demons that I like angels or Catholicism.” He pointed rather sternly. “What does that even mean...?” Akira was incredibly dense and big words such as ‘heathen’ was kind of making him uncertain about the meaning.

[diaboliis]

devilfelled‌:

Somehow, he didn’t expect to be choked. This situation would be arousing if it wasn’t so sad. As soon as he noticed Akira’s tears, he reached up to his face, wiping his tears, consoling him. “A-Akira… Don’t cry. It’ll be okay… I’m sorry.” This was in part his fault, wasn’t it?

[X]

The half-demon trembled, his resolve unable to fight against the instincts- he felt so helpless and he hated it. However, the need was making his mind blank and with Ryo trying to reassure him, it made the tears stop entirely. 

For now, he was set on one thing and it was satisfaction. Thus, Akira ripped his own clothes with his free hand and released Ryo’s throat to hoist him up against the wall by his thighs. The hybrid looked at his prey, his breaths labored as he angled himself and began to prod his obnoxiously large erection against the professor’s behind. “Rrrr...” 

[diaboliis]

Akira I've gotta ask, why did you watch porn in the school's auditorium and blared it so loud so everyone can hear it?

“Showing everyone who’s boss and how I can do what I want.” In other words- he was establishing his dominance.

[diaboliis]

fudox‌:

❛ can you get anymore fucking ignorant  and racist ?? aren’t you a demon ?? ❜ she’s one to talk. she hates demons too…

“Human with the body of a demon. I’m not like you.” He squinted. “And I’m not ignorant! Or racist! If demons were less about destroying the world for no reason, maybe I’d say ‘not all demons’.”

[diaboliis]

The demons are invading, Humans are going crazy, we're all gonna die!

“Not on my watch- I’ll make sure no human or demon kill innocent people.”

[diaboliis]

I get titans taste bad to you, but have to tried actually eating the nape? That's where the original human remains inside.

“I fight with my teeth and claws and rip them open with my mouth, so I’ve tasted their nape. They don’t taste good to me and if I ingest anything, I get a mad stomach ache for several hours- I think it just gives food poisoning to eat them...” He shrugs.

[diaboliis]

devilfelled‌:

Ryo squeezed his hand reassuringly. “Akira… It’ll be alright. I’ll take care of you, okay?” A brief question of morality arises, but he brushes it off. Akira would do awful things on Amon’s behalf, and no one could really stop that. It would be better if some nobody was killed or defiled rather than Ryo, but he was feeling particularly- merciful? If he became too concerned for Akira’s wellbeing, then… maybe he’d be able to calm him down before anything terrible happened.

Akira wasn’t too sure if his friend could handle it and it broke his heart to see that this was how it was going to be. In one day, he was both rejected and was to force himself on someone he cared about, thus, even if the professor said it was going to be alright, tears began to stream down the fiendish man’s features. It was all so painful for him and no pride was going to save him from this anguish.

Despite the obvious distress, he was still instinct-driven and slave to his own urges. Unfortunately for Ryo, he was shoved against the wall by the throat before they could even reach the room. As he had him pinned down with one hand, the other went to rip the white garments with a forceful yank. 

Still, Akira sobbed.

[diaboliis]

devilfelled‌:

“Akira?” He looked up with surprise, standing up from the couch immediately and running to his side. “Are you alright? I told you this might happen…” Ryo looked on him with concern and touched his cheeks and his shoulders. He knew very well that this was dangerous, but he cared about him, he trusted him.

“Let’s go to the bedroom, okay?” He took his wrist and guided him along.

Akira only responded with a strange guttural sound as he remained still, somehow capable to exert a small amount of control. Though, he really wanted to rip those expensive clothes off the professor and force himself on him. 

There were no words that came out, only long strings of drool and loud huffed breaths. Alas, thoughts were difficult to form as he was shifting into a feral state of mind. He seemed to mindlessly follow, groaning a few times as he was dragged. “R-Ryo...” He managed to mumble.