that which is called "ego death"

Lio | 25+ | Bi | NB | They/Them | Scorpio | Not Spoiler Free

[willgrahamscock]

a ​past url is kind of like a dead wife

[willgrahamscock]

now I’m curious, what’s everyone’s dead wife url mine is assbuttsinburgatory

[daisanfar]

old stuff

[skittlesandham]

they don't bite 😉

[problemcauser5000]

The DMC1 Experience

[raelemond]

blood spray is just another kind of cumshot

[kattesmoon]

Would you let him in?

[ivy-michaels]

if you've never engaged with a creative art on a regular basis you need to understand that it requires concerted effort to get into "the groove" to make something and every second that it takes to get into that groove causes physical pain, but the only thing worse than doing it is not doing it.

[purlty23]

[hellacoreshots]

Dante

[bucketofdeltav]

Friend who was visiting Bath just brought this to my attention and is very confused by the hysterics I'm having about it.

This, too, is yuri:

[inbabylontheywept]

[itwashotwestayedinthewater]

[itwashotwestayedinthewater]

happy decade to the horrible beast i have wrought

[dogpuppy]

[canaryarrow]

You want this power? Then come try and take it

Video credit for seventh gif (x)

[cozyvergil]

This picture is so funny lmaoo Nero's complaining about his dad to Dante

[finalgirlabigailhobbs]

i think i’m not much of a hater as i am a dismayer. my gut reaction when disappointed isn’t always “oh what the fuck this SUCKS” but without fail it’s “oh why did they do that this concept could have been so GOOD”

[rxkuyo]

Devil May Cry 5 ▶ Vergil｛6/∞｝

[dying-crying-pining]

when an already injured character gets tossed like a ragdoll into their buddy by some violent force/explosion/magic/collision (pick your poison) and they both go down hard. the shredded and bruised elbows and knees don’t matter, nothing else matters because they have their friend back… except their friend hasn’t moved or talked or made a sound, limp in their arms. so they roll them over in their lap and sure enough they’re passed the fuck out. hey. no, no, no, no. the pleading spills out of them as their hands scurry over the slack planes of their friend’s face, but no matter how much they shake them, or call their name, they remain ashen and bloody, their breathing shaky and stuttering, there but barely, dead to the world for now. stay with me. they pull them close. please stay with me.

[handsmotif]

atheists call it project hail darwin

[competentwoman]

agnostics call it project hail maybe