#periiculum

[devilsinheritor]

who do you awkward flirt with the most? who do you think is the most adorable you talk to? the hottest? the funniest? [i like tmi's]

I don’t really like these ones because putting one on first might make others feel less, even tho I’m nothing special ya know but I’ll attempt

I fucking awkwardly beg for ourdefiler’s mun attention like NOTICE ME PLS but no, no, she doesn’t notices me.

One of the funniest is Maddie (eyesonfire—x) because she has no fucking filter in her mouth holy shit

The most adorable holy shit periiculum’s cheeks and her entire face, that’s adorable

and like callofthe—siren is fucking beautiful

I think I saw thelionsmanse once and holy shit she was gorgeous

These people is ridiculously flawless, fucking congratulations to your parents

[devilsinheritor]

How would Damien react to the death of the other person in each of his relationships? (Including his father) [this can be gifs or little drabbles, idek]

Damien about his father’s death. (Slightly AU)

     Unknown reasons, unknown details, unknown moment. But there he was, Damien receiving the bad news of his father’s death, eyes widening and shaking his head instantly. “No, no, it can’t be true, you’re kidding me now.” No, it wasn’t a joke and the messengers of the murder were forced to display the pictures of the corpse. An incredibly loud ‘no’ was shouted and a couple of men had to held his arms in fear he would go insane. Too late, his mind was everywhere between screaming and crying. Constant loud sobbing, knees abruptly crashing the floor, eyes tightly shut and arms attempting to hit everything and everyone that tried to hold him. ‘No, no, no’ He wouldn’t stop yelling that.

Damien about Maddox’s death. (Slightly AU)

     Late at night Maddox kept insisting that he wanted sweets after dinner but he didn’t want to go out. He was incredibly stubborn to the point where Damien had to go out with a roll of his eyes and a kiss. One last kiss. Soon after he came back, bags on hand and a call out, no response, second calling, no response. Bags fell on the floor as he ran around the small apartment, no response still. His room, there he was, body limp on the floor, a wound of bullet in the middle of his forehead and a puddle of blood. A loud yell, a loud ‘NO’ and in a split of second he was on the floor, pulling the petite figure against his chest, there was nothing he could do, there was no possible way he was still alive. Rocking him in his arms back and forth, kissing the face that started to become grey whilst his tears fell on the cold skin.

Damien about Victor’s death.

     He tried, he tried his hardest to save him but the bullet was faster, it reached Victor before Damien could do anything. In the middle of his chest it nested. Torn between killing the responsible for the bullet and run to the dying body, the second one was stronger. Hands ghosting around unsure of what to do or where to touch, actually, where not to touch, it was bad, really bad. The size of the puddle of blood underneath them wasn’t a good sign and the human was losing consciousness too quickly. A hand gave his cheek a few soft slaps. “No, don’t fucking die on me, Victor. No!” It didn’t matter how much he said and how much insisted, his eyes fell closed and the body became heavier. “Victor no!” He tried, he kept trying in vain. Nothing.

Damien about Eleanor’s death. (AU)

She was able to live again instead of going to heaven or hell. And there she was, a warm body again and a smile from ear to ear. Sadly, she was too naive for her own good. What would never expect was to die in her first night. She wasn’t even wearing gold to steal or anything worth it. But that didn’t matter for who committed the crime. Her body limp on the floor, getting cold once again. “No, no.” Damien had been there with her for almost an hour already, trying to get her back to life. How naive as well. “I told you I would get you diamonds and anything you could ask for. No, you said you wanted to sleep tonight again, you… You… I..” He became a crying mess, no words needed already, he lost hope again.

[devilsinheritor]

all the texts. all of dem.

✉ for an drunk text

(Text) “bb i got lost whree te fuc am i pls hhlep”

Send ✘ for an unsent text

(Text) “I think I lost Hero, I can’t find him anywh- Oh, forget it.” (Unsent)

Send ☠ for a threatening message

(Text) “For fucks sake Maddox, I told you to fucking stop leaving the tap of the toothpaste open, FUCK.”

Send ❤ for a lusty/loving/affectionate message

(Text) “Baby… Come home, I’m all alone here, I promise I’ll try to cook dinner for you so you don’t have to go out anymore.”

[devilsinheritor]

★, Argue, Deathbed, Nocturnal, Rain (wat am i even doing. omg)

★: Our characters will decorate the Christmas tree

    — [☠]; Christmas Eve was close and Maddox decided for both of them to decorate a Christmas tree. In the end, Damien agreed because, to be honest, there was no way to say no to him. The younger demon was climbing the ladder and placing the last decorations to the top of the tree, but the name of those bright round ones left his mind, he couldn’t remember it and he began to make faces trying to remember it. “Damien, pass me the balls.” A loud snort followed by a laugh got heard from underneath him, the source was the demon holding the ladder. “But come down first and I’ll give you the balls.” He wouldn’t take anything serious and he simply continued laughing to himself, earning a glare from the younger who was at the top of the ladder.

Argue: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters arguing about something. 

    — [☠]; “I swear it was the cat!” Damien tried his best to convince his concubine that who stained his white shirt with coffee had been the kitten they were taking care of. “Of course and Hero drinks coffee too.” Maddox replied with sarcasm an a brow raised. “But he could have pushed the mug.” It sounded uncertain, of course, Damien was lying. Both brows raised and hands in the air as if that would give him extra points to win the argument.

Deathbed: I’ll write a drabble of my character with yours on their deathbed.

    — [☠]; (AU) Finally, a life full of thefts, drug trafficking and murdering would pass they the account sooner or later, but they wouldn’t regret anything of what they’ve done because of the simply fact that they did it together. Bodies lying on the floor near to each other, blood pouring from almost every part of their bodies, two bullets resting inside their intestines as they could barely speak. Damien, with the last bit of strength he had, took a hold on Maddox’s hand and squeezed it as hard as he could, head staring at him, who struggled with his own breathing but that also was staring back. “I…” Damien attempted to talk but he was nearly choking with the blood in his throat. “I lo-…” A painful breath, he hadn’t strength anymore and the hold on the other’s hand was so loosened. “I love y-..” The blood filled his mouth and it was impossible to complete the sentence before he passed away.

Nocturnal: Our muses up late at night

    — [☠]; Loud music and people bumping into each other with drinks spilling all over their bodies, the nightlife of most humans. No, not for them. A snort got heard from Damien once they saw part of that lifestyle when the door of a club opened slightly whilst they were passing by, directing toward a park that was empty at that hour, the middle of the night with the full moon on top of the large lake. Damien and Maddox sat there in front of it with the younger’s back against his own chest, an embrace so intimate that only them could understand. Chatting about the most ridiculous things in life or the deepest questions they could come up with.

Rain: I’ll write a fluffy drabble of our characters kissing in the rain.

    — [☠]; “No.” - “C’mon.” - “I said nooo.” Maddox insisted in going outside right in the middle of the pouring rain and Damien wouldn’t understand why he was so eagerly encouraging him to go outside in such weather, he prefered to stay dry and clean. A huff and a roll of his eyes before finally he accepted and once they were right under the rain that instantly wetted their clothes, Damien cocked a brow up. “Why did you want to—” He got cut off by the younger throwing his arms around him and crashing his lips together, it took him a second to process the information before a smile cracked, returning the kiss with his arms wrapping tightly and possessively around the other’s waist. Oh, that’s what he wanted.

[devilsinheritor]

Imagine this for a moment: Damien and Maddox actually use the titles boyfriend, Maddox moreso than Damien, and then Damien introduces his lover to Satan. How do you think that would go down?

Well, let’s think about this for a moment. Knowing Satan, it would go something along the lines of him being slightly surprised but always gladly surprised. Satan is happy himself with a human so I don’t see why he wouldn’t be content for his child to be happy with a demon. Also, I think he would find Maddox adorable as much as Damien does, almost like a pup. In a very rare note that I don’t think would happen, Satan would threaten Maddox to not hurt Damien in any way or he would make sure to make him suffer since he’s very protective with his only son.

[devilsinheritor]

      —; Having to be kind but having this inner urge of having sex was making a mess out of him, such strange mixture of feelings inside him that made him grossed out of himself. In a failed attempted to isolate himself from the world, he stayed in his apartment, there was only person in there and it couldn't be so bad, could it? Lazily stepping around the place, he spotted the little demon lying upon the bed, he was probably bored or something along those lines. In the most casual way, Damien slid into the bed next to him, flashing a smile toward the younger. "What's wrong, little one?" 

[devilsinheritor]

Child ;cackling

//Oh, you do this on purpose, don’t you.

      —; Doing ordinary human things became almost a routine for Damien and Maddox after spending a few days together. Of course, they needed to pay bills, buy things, normal activities. Yes, you could never imagine the spawn of Satan buying milk in the store. Did you laugh yet? However, this day was a bit different, though. The small store was already closing since they chose the latests hours to go out. There was barely people in there, the cashier, a young guy, a woman with a baby on her arms and the two demons. Suddenly and unexpected, the mysterious young man began to shot to the roof, pointing to the cashier afterwards, it was a theft. Everything happened so quickly and in a split of second, the cashier was shot along with the lady for screaming so loud, the thief got so nervous and panicked that shot himself when he heard the sirens of the police. A baby loudly crying on the floor, Maddox instantly held it against his chest and Damien tried to stop him, it was crazy, a cat was something but a baby was way more different. The sound of the sirens got closer and they have to escape for the back door or this would get worse. Getting back to the apartment Damien was beyond stressed, he didn’t care about the police or the dead people. He was concerned about the baby, who was being pampered by Maddox, he was rocking him up and down in a subtle way as if he had done this before. Although, Damien knew that he wouldn’t be able to do this. He felt tempted to scold the younger demon but the image in front of him was soothing enough to calm him down, the baby was already sleeping whilst suckling on Maddox’s thumb. How the fuck could he say no to that? Defeated and frustrated, Damien simply went to sleep. He didn’t want to be close to that little creature.

      Maddox took care of him or her, they were not sure yet what it was until… Until the next day. Loud crying that pierced his eardrums, the baby was squirming upon the table whilst the younger demon was desperated trying to examinate it. He didn’t know why he was crying so much. “Did you check its diaper?” Damien inquired from afar with an eyebrow cocked skyward. Even he knew that. Instantly the other shook his head before proceed to take off its clothes which indeed were dirty enough for anyone to be crying so loud. Damien simply scrunched up his face but Maddox slowly turned his head with widened eyes and murmured almost in shock. It’s a girl. And Damien’s vision went black for a moment before falling back, did he just passed out?

     It’s a girl.

     Once he regained consciousness, he was  laying upon the bed with a bunch of giggles coming from his side and immediately sitting up he found Maddox playing with the little baby on his lap, tickling her and kissing her huge smooth cheeks and she glanced up at the older one, staring up in awe with her large light blue hues. So innocent, so pure.

     Once again, Damien seemed to be in shock, he had never seen a baby so close and he have always thought they were simply small humans that cried nonstop. But she was quietly staring at him, reaching out her little hands toward him. Oh shit, what should he do? But Maddox hold her up in an attempt to move her closer to the taller man, who instantly backed up, falling from the edge of the bed and hitting himself against the floor.

     What am I supposed to do now?

//Shit, that was longer than I thought.

[deadbodylivingsoul]

Same places, new faces.

- periiculum

Sitting down at the kitchen table, K poured herself a small glass of wine. Just something to take the edge off the day. Hearing the door slam open behind her, she tensed. The presence in the room was different, the person in the room was someone she'd never encountered before. "Hello?" she asked tentatively, turning around in her seat slowly.