The Dark Knight

"Rage isn't easy to quell." {AU Blog for the Demon Knight Sparda. DmC.} {Mun is 21+} {Will get NSFW. No read mores, no trigger warnings. Expect a variety of triggers.} {FC: Gerard Butler} {M!A: }

[gerrythebutler]

[exileddarkknight]

[primedonut]

quick sketch done

[exileddarkknight]

[movedto-ronaninch-deactivated20]

We make quite the team.

[chirocolor]

[exileddarkknight]

[banisheddarkknight]

More foxes! This time with an updated Sparno, Spardur, Force Edge, True Will… and added Adraps and Sudnum. Made here.

[banisheddarkknight]

DmC Dads of the Year: Rebellion and Yamato

[nii-chan-tamer]

Imagine if this was the Behemoth Amaimon had. Shit would definitely get fucked up then.

[exileddarkknight]

Dad why you lurking like a Creep~ //I just checked my tagged posts and saw that and I love it~

I am not lurking like a…. like a creep… I’m lurking like… a… hm… *trails off to think of a better word.* //hahah, I’m glad~

[banisheddarkknight]

DmC: Devil May Cry daddy Sparda. I see him as a Behemoth and write him as such over here.

[exileddarkknight]

*lurks in the shadows and watches son like a creep.*

[imperatormali-blog]

“Where is your brother Abel?” “I don’t know,” Cain replied. “Am I my brother’s keeper?”

banisheddarkknight this is the one I am proud of. ♥

[exileddarkknight]

@therazedapprentice

The General froze, alarmed - panic gripped him at the same time that worry did. He recognized that energy… that soul! But why was he panicking? Why would his apprentices cause that reaction in him? They were his precious apprentices…

Before he knew it, he’d followed the trail on instinct, heart racing, a strangled call of a name tearing itself free of the confines of ex-King’s dry throat, “Baul!”

[therazedapprentice]

At the hoarse cry of his name the devil spun on his heel, a glare firm in his eyes. How dare anyone in this world cry out his name. None knew his name but those he allowed and this voice was not familiar in the slightest. The man that stood before him looked only like a man, but felt powerful, yet no devil form from his aura…

He wrote it off, possibly a man with a heart so black he accepted a demon into his soul. Simply a host.

[exileddarkknight]

Sparda stared - puzzled. Why did this devil before him feel like Baul but... not quite appear to be Baul? Surely his apprentice had not been defeated and consumed... perhaps... a son? That would be... odd, but could explain why the energy felt like Baul’s but not like it at the same time.

But how would his apprentice really go that long without telling him of a child? Was it an accident that not even he knew about?

“Apologies - I had thought you were... someone else.” the same disgruntled look his apprentice shot people who were bothering him was etched into the fine features of the devil’s face, Sparda thought with amusement.

[exileddarkknight]

@thefallenapprentice

Sparda didn’t understand - panic was holding him tightly, and ex-King was running... darting through the city on instinct, not even watching where he was going. The last time he’d seen his apprentices... they’d gone on patrol around the mansion and then... and then...

Why couldn’t he remember? What happened to Baul and Modeus? Was it something that could account for why... for why Modeus felt different than usual right now?

“Modeus --” the Behemoth breathed, the only evidence in his physical form hinting at something other than human, was the startled glow of his eyes as he finally stopped.

[exileddarkknight]

@therazedapprentice

The General froze, alarmed - panic gripped him at the same time that worry did. He recognized that energy... that soul! But why was he panicking? Why would his apprentices cause that reaction in him? They were his precious apprentices...

Before he knew it, he’d followed the trail on instinct, heart racing, a strangled call of a name tearing itself free of the confines of ex-King’s dry throat, “Baul!”