#despair!cole

[reikiajakoiranruohoja]

So about ‘em Despair!Coles

One thing that amuses me to no end in Cole-related fanfics, is that demon!Cole is almost always portrayed as this smooth talking, chill (hehe) and extremely sexual creature. When we literally have Asunder to show us what Cole was like when he was closer to his darker side. Granted, Cole has grown up from the angsty teen he was, but still. I’d say he’d be more self-focused and morose, but still as silly of a nerd he always has been. I mean, he protected Rhys from a (fade) Archdemon without knowing it was only a nightmare.

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@helpforwherethehurtis

@what-matters-is-i-helped (Captive!AU)

Cole jumped, a small cry slipping from his lips at the other spirit’s voice. He hadn’t heard him come in and wet, red eyes looked up fearfully.

“Why…?”

Hands curled in his hair, palms pressed to his ears as he fought back the rising panic of being closed in such a small space. Trapped. Tears and whimpers choked him, pressing at his throat and threatening to spill out again but he couldn’t. Not now- not in front of him.

Despair tilted his head slowly, a little to far to be human, eyes fixated on the pale blonde before him.

“Why? Because I like to watch you. You wanted people to notice you, proof you excited. Well I see you compassion. I see all of you”

His smile widened until it was near splitting at the seams, the hooded black cloak that concealed his emaciated body flitting around him like mist. 

“I see you, why do you hide compassion? isn’t this what you wanted?”

[acecasinova]

I woke up yesterday with a strange and all consuming desire to draw Despair demon teeth and what Falling might look like

And then I stress painted it

Unpainted under the cut:

[sympatheticspirit]

Today I have learned that pen is tricky because you can’t erase it *coughs* I’ll stick to pencil. Part one of a belated gift comic for @demonsanddogweeds Whats happening?                                Tune in next time to find out!!!!!!!!!!!!

[sympatheticspirit]

[spiritednug]

If he had the same smile, everyone would be heartbroken.

[acecasinova]

Despair, deep, dark as the dungeons in the Spire itself- reaching up, clawing at him, pulling him in and down and he can’t let it. He /won't/ let it. Or... Can he? It HURTS. Hollow, howling dread, knotting deep inside him and pulling him back. Back to what he almost was. The others aren’t doing anything- Cassandra is standing beside him- shocked, stiff, scared and suddenly her Faith isn’t so sure. "If I become a demon, cut me down" how many tines had he asked? Begged? Bothered her while she was reading and she has said she could, but now, when he /needed it/, she too was despairing, disbelief written all over her face. But he can do it. And then he’s on her extended blade, sharp searing pain leads to slick steel, sliding closer with the force of his lurch. Hollow eyes look up at her, pain, panic, words spill out as he falters, forced to stay up on her sword. “I’m a demon, Cut me down” As the words whisper from his lips, he can see her snap from her horror. Set, settled, she steels herself for it and finishes the blow he began. Free of the sword, he falls, but sad lips curl up into a smile. "You helped when it mattered. Thank you."

[elenielwen]

Despair!Cole fic edited!

Yay! Hooray! ^_^

 Link:  http://archiveofourown.org/works/4178316