#redddeviiiil

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                                              @redd-deviiiil

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                            “ That.. looks painful. Are you sure you are alright..?” 

[a-glamourwitchcraft-blog]

@redd-deviiiil

ღ ┊ “Holy shit. Dante? Is that you??” Keiko’s in the mood to knock some teeth in and what luck to find the only man known to take a beating from the androgynous boy. It’s been years since he’s last seen Dante, but he hasn’t really changed a bit. It was a surprise when seeing him outside his mother’s house. Kei had come to pick up a few things for Reika and maybe do a bit of snooping, but in all honesty he was afraid to go in alone. What luck had it been to find HIM here of all people. Silver hair, red trenchcoat, a bit of stubble, but he looks no different than usual. 

Keiko however would likely look much different from when the two had last seen each other as his hair had no longer been the black hime cut he had back in high school. His hair had been cut short, bleached, and he no longer sports bangs. He didn’t wear all black like he used to and pastel colors had very much become a thing in his wardrobe. He wore a black and white croptop, with a pink longsleeve underneath. He dressed very casual today with black denim jeans adorned with studs at the hip. He often wore high socks, or leggings when donning skirts or dresses or anything that would expose his leg scars without them, but he went without them today as they weren’t needed.

[devilglow]

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LET HIM SLEEP | ACCEPTING | @redd-deviiiil 

       He knew bringing Dante with him was a stupid as hell idea in the first place. He just stalled and stalled every step of the way, causing even more stress to built inside of Nero. At this point, he was starting to FEEL it crawling on the very back of his neck like some sort of talons, taunting and mocking him. They weren’t here to just waste time and have fun, they were here for the jobs NERO had taken for HIMSELF, jobs that obviously, were too MANY for him to do in such a short period of time they had left. Nevermind, he has done this before, he can do it now as well. 

       That knowledge still didn’t help him any, though. He still sneaked out of the hotels they chose to spend their night in, choosing to just keep going until his own brain told him it was fine to stop and rest even for a few minutes (( that break never came, he just kept going and only sneaked back in at a reasonable hour to make sure Dante wouldn’t suspect a thing wrong with him. Not like he expected this to work though, trying to trick Dante, and it’s not like he CARED in the first place. Nero was doing those jobs for a reason and Dante is NOT going to stop him. )). 

       The end of their last job came to him like a wave of relief, evident in how all the TENSION that had gathered snug inside his body disappearing in the form of shoulders slumping down and sighs of tranquility escaping him every so often. Only now did he start to feel just how TIRED he had gotten these past few days. Refusing sleep did this to you, he supposed. Everything looks like a bed to him right now. His eyes can barely stay awake and the bumpy road they’re driving on is not helping at all, lulling him into a deeper sense of debilitation. It was just going to be a short nap, a power nap, something to pass the time while driving back. Dante’s shoulder looked quite comfortable right now...

[a-glamourwitchcraft-blog]

redd-deviiiil replied to your post:I wish there was a way to share facebook videos on...

lil small ass come outta nowhere with that big ass kick

on no bull, he will flying kick someone if he hear them talking shit. Let him hear someone shit talking his friends. Me on the other hand lol I hate violence and I hate shit talk. I don’t do either. I’m a punk.

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@redd-deviiiil like for STARTER.

┊ ✿ ┊GHOSTLY GIRL.

“ Hey! I remember ya! Your that guy Vergil keeps talkin’ about are ya’?     Its been ‘like’ ages since we last met at that weird tournament! “

[a-glamourwitchcraft-blog]

redd-deviiiil replied to your post “It got to the point where I actually had to start drafting everything...”

dats what I do hahaaa! it works all the time

I tend to forget about things I’ve drafted. ;; Which is why I was trying to avoid doing this, but I don’t wanna lose track of any rp’s i got.

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𝓙 • 𝓐𝓵𝓾𝓲𝓷 • ♥  ⤵              ❛    Demon HATE aside, you’re

      going to get your nipple scraped off if you don’t put on a shirt. ❜ 

@redd-deviiiil  ||   liked for a short starter

[a-glamourwitchcraft-blog]

Knight in Red| cl.

@redd-deviiiil

ღ ┊ It was a cloudy afternoon sky grey and gloomy threatening to call for rain. There wasn’t a speck of sunshine and most would see this as normal, but Kotobuki was never normal. Not just for the fact that they were a student who identified as male, but wore the girl’s school uniform.  He had a peculiar ‘gift’ his mother would call it. He was able to see and hear things normal humans couldn’t. He could sense when someone or something was near or when something takes place even. He’s what most would call a medium or a shaman. 

Having been given this ability, often times he couldn’t control what he wanted to see or hear. He feared places such as hospitals or quiet forests where many people are said to have died. Reason being that as a boy with high sensitivity to spirits and the entities and the like, he was a target. 

He was just minding his own business, taking a walk around a park just a couple blocks from his house when he was attacked. This attack wasn’t some malicious ghostly being. The aura was nothing, but evil and completely malevolent. He’s sure had he not ducked when he had, his head would have been slashed clean off. “...U-uh...” Usually, he’s calm and collected when dealing with them, but these weren’t your run of the mill spirits. They were demons.