#deprendosa

[drowned-ambition-archived]

Rest.

[[Imma take a quick power nap. Just a quickie. Then I'm going to answer any replies and asks and messages I have. But till then, imma sleep. ]]

[sacredprayingmantis]

"you're warm" [bc why not?]

Invade my muse's personal space! Send "you're warm" to see my muse's reaction to yours randomly cuddling up to them.

Silver eyes narrowed as fangs bit into his bottom lip at the feeling of someone touching him. He'd been half dozing when she'd done so. He didn't like to be touched without his permission. Kicking at her he wormed away from her, his fangs still bared at her.

"Don' fuckin' touch me ya stupid bitch."

[drowned-ambition-archived]

Dinner plans?

Each night was a blessing, even if the Archdemon didn't believe in such frivolous things. His love was back again and everything was as it should be. And he wanted to show how much he missed her by making a special and fanciful dinner. Wine. Cheese. Fried and glazed meat, seasoned with the best spices and marinated with an expensive wine. Greens; fruits and vegetables. Just a lovely dinner for two. Lexian rubbed his calloused hands together, smiling as he slipped an apron around his waist and tightened it with a satisfying 'snap!'. Grinning, he casually set about pots and pans around his kitchen, before ducking down into the cabinet below the plates and takes out a couple of bottles of seasoned wines. Whistling, he set the burners on his stove top onto medium and soon, they were a light with a faint orange hue. Last he saw of Efa was when she was dozing off in-between his covers, before succumbing to her exhaustion. He left her with a kiss to her forehead and a note on his pillow. That was 2 hours ago. Soon, a mixture of aromas drifted all around the house. Some sweet and some fruity and sour. But if one listened closely, they could hear the whistling of a very happy demon, as he chopped up onions and peppers with precision and quickness of a master chef. There was more to Lexian than meets the eye.

[drowned-ambition-archived]

The reply!

Sure, the ice skating was a terrible idea, but for a while, it was fun. Just gliding along the ice gracefully, with careless ambition. But it kinda got horrible after one of them fell through the ice. So now, they were holding each other, trying to keep warm. “Well, it wasn’t a bad idea….just the wrong time to go ice skating…” He told her, as his teeth clattered for a bit. He had dived in to save her and he too came down with a case of hypothermia. His head rested against her chest, trying to gather warmth under his four thick blankets. Four heaters were on as well in the room, spread out accordingly as to transfer warmth into the room.

"Lucifer’s sake, we’re both burning up…!"

deprendosa

[sublabor]

✮

Send me ✮ if you want our muses to meet.

[LET'S DO IT.]

[hassenmarred]

Everyone please send Deprendosa some love! She's going through a very tough time right now!

[drowned-ambition-archived]

More back story.

He was frozen, stuck in place. Even if he tried, his legs refused to move. To walk. To run away. To go to his father. But, no. He couldn’t do that. He was absolutely terrified at the sight he was seeing. They had done it. They had sparked the madness of war. Innocent blood was being spilt and it was all his father’s fault. “You….MAD BASTARD!” He shouted suddenly, taking a shaking step forward, as anger coursed through his veins like hot lava. With each shaky step, he was blinded by rage. “You killed…..innocent humans. Humans who had done nothing to cause your anger!” He shouted, stomping towards his father, who was currently slouched over a bench, hair covering his face. “We only deal with those who have sinned, you senile old fool! With what you have done, it will ring through out generations to come! Your madness has caused this insanity!!” He screamed, anger taking over him. But, he was suddenly lifted off the ground and thrown across the room. His father, enraged and beyond any reason, stomped over to his downed son, before his boot met with Lexian’s nose. Lexian began bleeding, hearing that certain crack as his nose broke. He soon felt a boot hit his ribs, and his stomach and his hips. He was powerless under his father’s beatings. “You know not what you speak! We are demons, my son! I have done my part, and here you are, prattling on about our insanity!” His father shouted at the top of his lungs, before he suddenly grabbed Lexian by the collar of his shirt and slamming him against the wall. “HUMANS ARE VILE AND FILTH. THEY DO NOT DESERVE ANY MERCY. THEY DESERVE A SLOW AND PAINFUL DEATH.” He shouted, before simply dropping his son to the ground. “If you have this much compassion for that petty race, then I will have to kill you. You are no son of mine.” He told his son, who was currently retching up blood, turning his back towards him and walking away. Lexian was left alone, clutching his stomach, retching up a mix of bile and blood.

[drowned-ambition-archived]

Switched genders! OH, NO!

Sunshine swept over the city, as business men and women all clammered around each other as they walked to their coffee shops. The sky was clear of any clouds, as the blue and vast sky was a brilliant shade. The sun leaked into a certain apartment building, casting its glorious light against two sleeping figures. Lexian was the first to get up, as he raised his arms raised above his head, yawning quietly. Rubbing his head, he blinked for a couple moments, trying to rid himself of his sleepiness, sparing a glance at this chest. What he found was not in the least bit funny. "WHAT THE HELL?!?" He, now she, suddenly screamed in a much more higher pitched voice. He was now....a woman.