cold as ice.

mutual only! oc friendly, crossover selective, selective; made 24.02.18 read rules before following and interacting. by rose

[devilslay]

personal's don't reblog!

                   disappear into the night, lost shadows left behind obsession’s pulling me, fading I’ve come to take what’s mine

indie vergil ft. v & reboot vergil made by rose

[devilslay]

personal's don't reblog!

                   disappear into the night, lost shadows left behind obsession’s pulling me, fading I’ve come to take what’s mine

indie vergil ft. v & reboot vergil made by rose

[devilslay]

Do you have a link to rules for mobile users?

hi anon! i've already made my rules and muse page available for mobile users, so it's free for you to view

[redqueennero-reboot]

Missed him? Nero's cheeks flushed slightly. Maybe? He barely knew the man. There was a longing to get to know him, to form a familial connection now that he knew he had a...father.

"You must be back for your book!" he changed the subject and looked back into the warehouse. He remembered lending it to Shiro, and it's not a big place - it can't be far. "Just give me a minute - uh...come in?" He gestured to the sofa he'd been sleeping on before stepping over Cerberus sprawled out on the floor, pretending to be asleep, and going into the back to ask Shiro directly - and give her some warning...

[devilslay]

    vergil blinked a few times, back for his book? he didn't need it, his hand extended slightly to stop nero "no," he replied he would prefer if nero kept it. better in someone else's hands than his own.

he steps inside, looking around at his surroundings, not as clean as he was wanting, a little messy and somewhat tidy; it had a feel of dante's little shop. he'd rather not sit down, standing was preferred to him.

[devilslay]

anon said:

"Steel sings differently in the fog, Vergil. You grip Yamato as if the weight of it could silence the voices that bloom from every scar inside your chest. But the blade is not the question, nor the bloodline that binds it. You speak of desire for strength as if it is armour. Yet desire is hunger, and hunger is weakness dressed in finer clothes. It gnaws at you, as it gnawed at your father, as it burned in the eyes of every son who thought conquest could quiet loss. You call it mockery. But tell me, is it mockery when the mirror shows you only what you are unwilling to see? Is the glass cruel, or the man who refuses to face the fracture running through his reflection? You wield Yamato to cut through flesh, to cleave through the boundaries of worlds. But what will you do when the cut you seek must be made within? No demon's blood, no sword, no empire will sever you from the small boy who watched his mother die. You say there is no weakness within. But strength that trembles at silence is not strength. It is fear, dressed in the garments of power."

what was this moronic speech being spouted? this stranger knew nothing, nor did dante. his brother lived his own life, thought his older brother was dead - yet they were separated from a young age. this thing didn't know the truth, only an assumption to piss him off. it wouldn't work.

"foolish, i never watched her die." an irritated tone, yamato was his to begin with, their amulets given by their mother, their swords that once belonged to their powerful father, each in their hands.

"yamato does not cut through flesh," it can kill yet it has the ability to do more, only so few have found that out. "strength and power is everything, you cannot fathom true power - nor can you handle it." he doesn't need to engage, they were only lies to feel powerful. vergil does not dream, nor does he need to explain himself, to him, his goals were what he only wanted to strive for, nothing less.

[devilslay]

personal's don't reblog!

                   disappear into the night, lost shadows left behind obsession’s pulling me, fading I’ve come to take what’s mine

indie vergil ft. v & reboot vergil made by rose

[devilslay]

@redqueennero-reboot said:

Nero's eyes widened a little. This was a surprise for sure. "Oh, when did you get back?"

"a while ago," vergil replied in his usual stoic tone, eyes stare at nero for a while, silent - what else would he really say to his son? yet he had this feeling as if nero missed him; not him, perhaps wanted to fight him like he did with dante. his brother told him quite a bit of when they met.

"don't tell me you missed me?" he teased lightly, there wasn't any chance for that. he just needed to take a seat and rest for a while, he wasn't as young as he used to be.

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anon said:

"The fog does not flinch at your blade, Vergil. Steel cannot cut what waits inside you. It has no shape, no skin to split, only the echo of your mother's voice, forever calling, forever falling. You tell yourself there is no grief, only rage. But rage is grief, burned until only ash remains. It clings to you like cinders in your throat, poison dressed as power. You say you were taken, separated, that strength was the only answer. Yet even as you scorn the human half, you measure yourself by a father who never stood beside you, and a brother whose hand you refused to hold. Do you not see? Every strike of Yamato, every severed piece of yourself, is not proof of strength, it is proof of your fear of weakness. And now, whole again, you are still two shadows walking in one body. The man. The son. The demon. The child crying in the fire. You tell me to leave. But it is you who cannot walk away. Not from me. Not from yourself. The fog has no need to cut you, Vergil. It only needs to wait, until your own sword turns inward."

was this fog meant to be a metaphor of sorts? did this person not process the words he spoke or need he treat them like a child. his hand tightly gripped yamato, perhaps he needed to cut them down for silence.

"do not make assumptions of one you don't know," vergil paused while eyes sneered "there is no weakness within, only the desire for strength." was he being mocked? "i will not ask again, yamato is my blade and only those of his blood may wield it."

[devilslay]

@patetpluvia

a rarity for humans and demons to fall in love, for an offspring to be born was a sacrilege to one's culture. for vergil, he was one from the myth known as the legendary dark knight. a powerful noble demon who was a threat to demons and humans alike.

while he didn't exactly let anyone know he was the demon's child, he kept his pride in demon part demon, even if he had to slay his own. icy blue eyes narrowed upon spotting an exorcist take a group of demon's away, their lives fading with an eerie screech. while one would think of him to be human, his lack of pointy ears were deceptive.

his hand gripped yamato, one of the two blades from his father - guess he didn't need to intervene with weaker demons. yet this girl who took them, had a tail...he knew one wouldn't be human either. however, the man in blue couldn't exactly speak either; "you," he spoke up, his feet approaching "why do you kill your own kind?"

he didn't care for first impressions, and it was clear he had nothing to do with the true cross order. mostly he wanted an answer from them, before cutting them down.

[vergilsbooty-deactivated2020013]

[devilslay]

anon said:

You wear discipline like armour, but beneath the steel is a wound that never closes. You call it ambition, but it is grief sharpened into a blade. Your strength, measured, absolute, is a cathedral without worshippers. Hollow. Echoing. Every strike of Yamato is not conquest, it is denial. It cuts you in half again and again, yet you pretend the halves are whole. You believe humanity is weakness. Yet what you call weakness is the only part of you that still remembers love, that still remembers the boy clutching his brother's hand before fire swallowed the sky. You think power will free you from it. But power is the chain, not the key. When the fog closes in and even your blade finds no purchase, what will remain of you? The warrior? The demon? Or the child abandoned at the threshold of his own grief? You will find that even devils cannot silence the cry of the human heart."

vergil remains silent, unamused at spoken nonsense. he did not hold his brother's hand that day, they separated. dante hid while he was taken, abducted by the raiders. he still vividly remembers his mother, the way she called out to him, fought for him and died in an attempt to protect him.

icy blue eyes momentarily gaze down then up; there is no grief within only just a rage and pure ambition to be strong, to be strong like his father - despite said man never showing. he knew everything, it was all the fault of mundus and his desire for revenge.

what did this person expect for him to say? to agree? a scoff then emitted from his lips, while he could draw yamato to cut them down, his rationalised head spoke otherwise.

"silence," he paused "you speak in an asinine tongue." he had to do this for his own sake, they didn't know what strengths it took for him to come back after his defeat; after the control of mundus. he truly wasn't gone as dante originally believed, everything he did was necessary to come back. to part himself in two, it was for the sake of being stronger - to never feel weak again.

despite how powerful dante was, his younger brother still had much to understand. although, he thought coming back as a whole was needed, v knew that all too well. still, he left keeping humans safe to his son. "leave, before i cut you where you stand."

[devilslay]

personal's don't reblog!

                   disappear into the night, lost shadows left behind obsession’s pulling me, fading I’ve come to take what’s mine

indie vergil ft. v & reboot vergil made by rose

[devilslay]

hi i miss vergil

[busyw0man]

⋆｡‧˚ʚ💋ɞ˚‧｡⋆ 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞

❝ i don’t think anyone would notice if i disappeared. ❞

❝ it’s too quiet without you. ❞

❝ i’m surrounded, but i’ve never felt lonelier. ❞

❝ i don’t even know who to call anymore. ❞

❝ i wish someone would ask if i’m really okay. ❞

❝ it’s just me. it’s always just me. ❞

❝ i miss being someone’s favorite person. ❞

❝ i feel like a ghost in my own life. ❞

❝ even when i’m with people, i still feel alone. ❞

❝ nobody really sees me. not all the way. ❞

❝ i stopped reaching out. nobody noticed. ❞

❝ i talk to the walls more than i talk to people. ❞

❝ some nights, the silence feels like it’s screaming at me. ❞

❝ i pretend to be fine because i don’t want to be a burden. ❞

❝ i’m tired of being the one who always has to be okay. ❞

❝ i just want someone to stay. even if i don’t say anything. ❞

❝ it hurts to feel this forgotten. ❞

❝ maybe i’m meant to be alone. ❞

❝ i wish someone missed me the way i miss them. ❞

❝ when did i become so easy to leave behind? ❞

❝ i keep hoping someone will reach out, but they never do. ❞

❝ i don’t know how to ask for help anymore. ❞

❝ i’m not okay, but i don’t know how to say it without crying. ❞

❝ i’d give anything just to feel held right now. ❞

❝ sometimes, i just want someone to sit with me in the dark. ❞

❝ i wonder if anyone thinks about me when i’m not around. ❞

❝ i’m so tired of pretending to matter. ❞

❝ i miss the feeling of being wanted. ❞

❝ it feels like everyone outgrew me and forgot to tell me. ❞

❝ i wish someone would fight for me for once. ❞

❝ i didn’t think it was possible to feel this invisible. ❞

❝ i’m not okay. i haven’t been for a while. ❞

❝ why does it feel like i’m always the one left behind? ❞

❝ i’m not asking for much... just not to be forgotten. ❞

❝ it’s like i’m screaming, but no one can hear me. ❞

❝ i used to laugh without faking it. i miss that. ❞

❝ i miss who i was before the loneliness set in. ❞

❝ i wish someone would just hold me and mean it. ❞

[devilslay]

i forgot its been like 5 years since dmc5 came out.

[ravenhold]

★ i play the part of the strong woman and bathe in the suffocating night air, since I've been alone, the years have passed. even the city streets have changed but even so, even so, why is it I'm still left behind in the past?

indie fandomless oc made by rose

[kazamajun]

We have much to catch up on, brother