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“ I see; losing the demonic genes kicked you down several inches. Interesting, almost amusing if I say so myself… ”

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Height Comparison Meme! || Not Accepting.
@perturbationem
“ I see; losing the demonic genes kicked you down several inches. Interesting, almost amusing if I say so myself… ”
@indictvs liked this for a small starter / line taken from here
There was a grave silence between them. Then, he spoke. “I already know... what will happen to me the next time I wake up.”
❛ ------- Where did you find it ? ❜ 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 - 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 , 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐬 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 . Memories still found within each page , MEMORIES WHICH HE BELIEVED TO BE LONG FORGOTTEN only to flood back in vengeful waves ( WHY DID YOU FORGET . HOW COULD YOU FORGET ? ) . Jaw clenching , the devil lowering the book as those haunting eyes find those of younger , PATIENTLY AWAITING AN ANSWER .
I THOUGHT IT WAS LOST FOREVER
@indictvs ( SC. )
* steals his fries just because
A WOLF AMONG SHEEP! | @indictvs
It is stupid, absolutely FOOLISH of him to believe out of everyone in their little group, V would be the most innocent of all. But alas, life has shown time and time again that Nero is an easily trusting person. One who’s more than eager to allow and accept someone’s offer of company when they’re finally winding down for once. Such opportunities do not pop up all that regularly for them, after all, especially in their line of work.
So, with that in mind, one can only imagine the SURPRISE that paints itself across Nero’s expression when V moves forward and pulls such a bold move. He can only watch as the handful of fries, THE VERY LAST ONES IN HIS MEAL, get swiped by heavily tattooed, yet elegant fingers. How the hell is he supposed to enjoy his burger now? FRIESLESS? Haunting.
‘ …At least be a normal person and have ‘em with KETCHUP OR SOMETHIN’. ’ Nero’s voice comes out somewhat muffled, due to the bite of food still in his mouth as well as the deep sigh of defeat that escapes him. And in order to drive his point across, he makes sure to toss the open ketchup packet to V. ‘ Just stay away from the milkshake and we’re golden. I’ve been waitin’ for that all day. ’ How did the saying go? If you can’t beat them, join them or something? Yeah, Nero definitely doesn’t have the energy to throw a tantrum right about now. V wins FOR NOW.
“that’s all right. i don’t feel sorry for myself.”
my own private idaho ( 1991 ) sentence starters
Vergil watches V carefully. Even now, he cannot help but see him as...fragile. He will not say weak; even in their brief contact, Vergil’s learned better now to accept that his humanity is not a weakness. It was not something that spoiled his demonic heritage, nor did it make him a lesser being, but even with all that mental retraining, he cannot look upon V without feeling responsible.
This is twice now that his thoughtlessness and risky behavior has brought forth another being, both of them confounding him to no end. Nero is callous and resistant, but V seems? Almost compliant with his existence. No, that’s not right. And as Vergil tries to make sense of the other’s head, he realizes he simply cannot. He doesn’t know him like he thinks he should, he doesn’t feel the things he feels, and it dawns upon him that maybe that is why they were separated in the first place.
He isn’t meant to know, because he isn’t V. And he never will be. The same is true the other way around, and V does not want to be Vergil. He does not want his pity, nor his long pained stares. He does not want Vergil to watch him like he is a puzzle unfinished. He simply is and he simply will be. And Vergil just has to accept that.
“...I. Apologize. For implying that.” He’s been apologizing a lot lately. “You shouldn’t feel sorry for that at all.”
For @indictvs con’t from here.
Dante gives V Vergil, a raise of his eyebrow and shrugs; “Forgive you for what?” He asks, as nonchalantly as he likes. “I never blamed you for any of it, I just didn’t want to lose you. You could straight up murder me and you wouldn’t need my forgiveness.” Dante says this as if it’s normal and something V should already know, and perhaps some part of him does. “If I held any ill will toward you, I wouldn’t be here now, laying my life on the line for you, again.”
He places a hand on V’s shoulder and gives him a small smile. “There’s nothing you could ever do that would make me hate you. I could never be ashamed of you, even if the whole damn universe says otherwise. Even if you say otherwise. You need to ask yourself for forgiveness, not me.”
❛ you caught me at a weird time , but what exactly do you require from me ? ❜ / @indictvs
“ here you are. “ out delicate hands hold coat towards him, once tattered from all matter of things kyrie can only imagine ; sharp talons & snapping jaws. “ it’s not perfect but i think it’ll last you a little bit longer now. “ smile is beaming, warm. the small heart she’s stitched into the lapel kept quiet for now , a little reminder should he need it, to shed light on nightmares braved. ( @indictvs // ♡ )