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Can I make a request for Vergil wearing glasses lmao

Pairing: Vergil/Reader. Content/Warnings: None. Word Count: 1,067.

A/N: sorry this took like... a year to do but! had a lot of fun with this so thank you!!!

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“You’re staring.”

Well yes, you stared at Vergil a lot – had started staring at him a lot ever since you first saw him. Sometimes you were just fascinated by how he looked (especially in some of the angles where he looked exactly like Dante or Nero), and sometimes you just wanted to sit and admire him given you had him all to yourself and just how handsome he was just sitting there sometimes. And that was what he was doing that time around too, just lying in bed next to you, reading, his hair was down and wisping across his cheeks as it dried, and he had one of his many books in his hold with his eyes slowly tracing the words on the aged and yellowed pages. It was his routine whenever he was actually at home for the night, something he did very meticulously and absolutely hated if he wasn’t able to do it, which put him in an even worse mood than you ever wanted to admit. And of course, he came home that night and got to work on his routine the second he deemed it too late, settling into bed after you did and working down on his book the moment you yawned and your eyes started to grow heavy.

However, there was something off about his routine that time around, your lips thinning and your jaw rolling as you bit your tongue to keep yourself from laughing from what was on his face. For some reason… Vergil was wearing reading glasses. And not just like the kind that were prescription that you went and got done for, but literal granny, bifocals with the cord to hold them on his ears as they slowly began to slide down his nose the more he read. He looked more like a dad than he really was in that moment, fighting the urge to outright laugh at him if you weren’t more perplexed to wonder why he was even wearing them… He was half-demon, why the Hell would he even need glasses when you knew his vision was basically perfect?

A question that plagued you that entire night, leading you into blatantly staring at him instead of sleeping as Vergil seemed to finally get the memo that you wanted to speak up about something.

You sighed after a moment as you kept openly ogling him, propped up on your elbow with a raised eyebrow as you continued take him and his new eyewear in. “Since when do you need glasses to read?”

“I don’t need them –” God, here he goes. “Though I find that they help when I’m reading at night… Or when someone refuses to lie down with the light on.” The accusatory glance sent your way made you scoff, wrinkling your nose at him as he flipped the page and hummed low in his throat at his reading.

“Because it shines right into my eyes.” You didn’t have the heart to tell them that when he wore his hair back and it stuck up so high it really shielded you from his lamp on his nightstand, instead letting him embrace his hair being down and then complaining when he would sink down so low into the bed that his head stopped blocking the light from shining in your eyes. You just had to compromise, and he didn’t seem to care since he could see in the dark still, but that still didn’t answer why he was wearing reading glasses. “You of all people can’t have bad vision…”

“I don’t.”

“Then you don’t need glasses.”

Vergil turned his head enough to look at you from the over the top of his glasses, stare deadly serious and voice unwavering as he asked, “Are you an Optometrist?”

“…” You couldn’t even answer him, not when you were trying not to laugh at how he was looking in that moment. You didn’t want to ruin his reading time (even though you kind of already were).

Vergil took your silence as a win, settling back into his spot as he pushed the glasses back up his nose and continued his reading with that victorious posture he liked to hold, “As I thought.”

You couldn’t take it anymore, wondering if they were actually glasses or if he was just wearing them for aesthetic purposes only like a dweeb. “Let me see them –” you mumbled, reaching over to pull them off his head as he sighed loudly, yet let you do so. Lips twitching up into a smirk and ready to prove him wrong before you pulled them to your face to look through the lens… Only to immediately jerk back from how fucking strong they were. “Jesus,” you griped, passing them back off to him as he took them from you with a pinch of his fingers and a self-satisfied quirk on his mouth.

“Satisfied?”

Rolling your eyes as you watched him put them back on, you sunk back into your spot and huffed that you were proven wrong. “Is that why you squint all the time? Can’t read up close?” Maybe he just squinted all the time because the sun was in his eyes constantly and he was getting over his weird vampire behavior about it, and further trying to prove your point you waited until they started to slide down his nose again before you stuck out your arm and waved it in front of his face, “Am I blurry to you?”

“I have 20/20 when it comes to you.”

You loudly groaned, instantly dropping back down into your spot knowing he did the terrible joke only to get you off his ass and to stop bothering him. Vergil only ever did it because he knew how much it creeped you out when he started making awful pick-up lines. With an annoyed sigh you rolled over until your back was facing him, your face burning and curiosity sated from that line alone. “…Cornball,” you threw over your shoulder, ears burning further as a breathy and low chuckle left his chest before you burrowed deeper into the comforter to go to sleep.

And you really tried to go to sleep, but you just couldn’t stop thinking about it, and you really couldn’t help yourself from continuing to bother him further.

“Okay, but reading with glasses on in the dark?”

Vergil only sighed and flipped another page.

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fanfic writers are the backbone of any fandom. you guys literally make masterpieces and for free?!? tysm gorgeous girl, i hope your love for writing never fades cause it’s amazing🫡

awh thank you so much!!!

[xo2dee]

Snakes and ladders started out as a cute story and now mc is just in the asscrack of the backrooms

Like I'm curious if this is how you were going with it in the first place or if that derailed on accident

it changed after the first chapter, so yeah its been like that basically

i can say the 3rd act of it has changed more recently

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love seeing more video games with women being the protagonists, but i actually despise seeing the discourse it somehow brings because straight men are chuds with cheese dicks and are always mad as fuck they can’t fantasize about being a big, strong alpha male

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Can I make a request for Vergil wearing glasses lmao

Pairing: Vergil/Reader. Content/Warnings: None. Word Count: 1,067.

A/N: sorry this took like... a year to do but! had a lot of fun with this so thank you!!!

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“You’re staring.”

Well yes, you stared at Vergil a lot – had started staring at him a lot ever since you first saw him. Sometimes you were just fascinated by how he looked (especially in some of the angles where he looked exactly like Dante or Nero), and sometimes you just wanted to sit and admire him given you had him all to yourself and just how handsome he was just sitting there sometimes. And that was what he was doing that time around too, just lying in bed next to you, reading, his hair was down and wisping across his cheeks as it dried, and he had one of his many books in his hold with his eyes slowly tracing the words on the aged and yellowed pages. It was his routine whenever he was actually at home for the night, something he did very meticulously and absolutely hated if he wasn’t able to do it, which put him in an even worse mood than you ever wanted to admit. And of course, he came home that night and got to work on his routine the second he deemed it too late, settling into bed after you did and working down on his book the moment you yawned and your eyes started to grow heavy.

However, there was something off about his routine that time around, your lips thinning and your jaw rolling as you bit your tongue to keep yourself from laughing from what was on his face. For some reason… Vergil was wearing reading glasses. And not just like the kind that were prescription that you went and got done for, but literal granny, bifocals with the cord to hold them on his ears as they slowly began to slide down his nose the more he read. He looked more like a dad than he really was in that moment, fighting the urge to outright laugh at him if you weren’t more perplexed to wonder why he was even wearing them… He was half-demon, why the Hell would he even need glasses when you knew his vision was basically perfect?

A question that plagued you that entire night, leading you into blatantly staring at him instead of sleeping as Vergil seemed to finally get the memo that you wanted to speak up about something.

You sighed after a moment as you kept openly ogling him, propped up on your elbow with a raised eyebrow as you continued take him and his new eyewear in. “Since when do you need glasses to read?”

“I don’t need them –” God, here he goes. “Though I find that they help when I’m reading at night… Or when someone refuses to lie down with the light on.” The accusatory glance sent your way made you scoff, wrinkling your nose at him as he flipped the page and hummed low in his throat at his reading.

“Because it shines right into my eyes.” You didn’t have the heart to tell them that when he wore his hair back and it stuck up so high it really shielded you from his lamp on his nightstand, instead letting him embrace his hair being down and then complaining when he would sink down so low into the bed that his head stopped blocking the light from shining in your eyes. You just had to compromise, and he didn’t seem to care since he could see in the dark still, but that still didn’t answer why he was wearing reading glasses. “You of all people can’t have bad vision…”

“I don’t.”

“Then you don’t need glasses.”

Vergil turned his head enough to look at you from the over the top of his glasses, stare deadly serious and voice unwavering as he asked, “Are you an Optometrist?”

“…” You couldn’t even answer him, not when you were trying not to laugh at how he was looking in that moment. You didn’t want to ruin his reading time (even though you kind of already were).

Vergil took your silence as a win, settling back into his spot as he pushed the glasses back up his nose and continued his reading with that victorious posture he liked to hold, “As I thought.”

You couldn’t take it anymore, wondering if they were actually glasses or if he was just wearing them for aesthetic purposes only like a dweeb. “Let me see them –” you mumbled, reaching over to pull them off his head as he sighed loudly, yet let you do so. Lips twitching up into a smirk and ready to prove him wrong before you pulled them to your face to look through the lens… Only to immediately jerk back from how fucking strong they were. “Jesus,” you griped, passing them back off to him as he took them from you with a pinch of his fingers and a self-satisfied quirk on his mouth.

“Satisfied?”

Rolling your eyes as you watched him put them back on, you sunk back into your spot and huffed that you were proven wrong. “Is that why you squint all the time? Can’t read up close?” Maybe he just squinted all the time because the sun was in his eyes constantly and he was getting over his weird vampire behavior about it, and further trying to prove your point you waited until they started to slide down his nose again before you stuck out your arm and waved it in front of his face, “Am I blurry to you?”

“I have 20/20 when it comes to you.”

You loudly groaned, instantly dropping back down into your spot knowing he did the terrible joke only to get you off his ass and to stop bothering him. Vergil only ever did it because he knew how much it creeped you out when he started making awful pick-up lines. With an annoyed sigh you rolled over until your back was facing him, your face burning and curiosity sated from that line alone. “…Cornball,” you threw over your shoulder, ears burning further as a breathy and low chuckle left his chest before you burrowed deeper into the comforter to go to sleep.

And you really tried to go to sleep, but you just couldn’t stop thinking about it, and you really couldn’t help yourself from continuing to bother him further.

“Okay, but reading with glasses on in the dark?”

Vergil only sighed and flipped another page.

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Speaking of birth control, when did mc get on it? Did she start taking it because she wanted to get in Vergils pants or was she already on it in the first place? And if so why did mc say that she didn’t have any condoms on her and that she assumed Vergil didn’t either in the first chapter?

Was she just worried he contracted some kind of demonic std down in hell?

i mean you can be on birth control and still get pregnant, condoms were just an extra precaution. unfortunately birth control isn’t 100% effective, but im also not here to teach about safe sex in fanfiction given these two are way past it 💀

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NEE OMGGGG HOW HAVE YOU BEENNNN??

i’ve been busy with college BUT I FINALLY FINISHED AND IM ON SUMMER BREAKKK WOOOOO

i missed you so much and i missed reading your stuff. i’ve been nee depraved for many months and now i have finally returned

i have something cooking up for paroxysm (since chapter 3 😭) and i’m so excited to show it to you when it’s done

anyways i’m glad to be back and to get caught up with your new chapters!!

omg ive missed you too! i’ve been good and im happy to hear you’re finally on break too! im curious to see what you’ve been cooking 👁️👁️ and hopefully you can catch up on everything real soon!!! 🩷🩷🩷🩷

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nee, does vergil even know mc is on birth control or he genuinely just doesn’t care at all?😭

CRYING. i think he knows lmaooo idt he’d be up for another child

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Snakes and Ladders chapter 26 out of context

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Mc rn

cackling. lowkey like this too

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fortunately, he’s insanely attractive to me when he does this insane grin

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finished 2/3 of the requests i had left and working on the next chapter of Snakes and Ladders 🙂‍↕️

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how would Vergil react if u got a tramp stamp thats dedicated to him? Maybe like a 'V' or smth (tramp stamps are so cute idc)

probably likes it a little too much... (i think they're cute too, no one can tell me otherwise and i'd definitely get one for him)

Goosebumps prickled across your skin as you lifted the back of your shirt to lather ointment on your new insignia; an anniversary gift for Vergil you decided on last minute when you couldn't think of anything else to get him (other than books and chocolate, but he'd had enough of all of that). A very proud and inky black V adorned your lower back, something you'd smirked over when you'd got it done, but at the moment you were having the worst time taking care of it and you weren't about to call Vergil for help when it was supposed to be a surprise. For once you were going to get the drop on him and surprise him with something he wouldn't even think of, blowing him away and getting your turn to rile him up...

Of course, that was the plan... Until you only blinked once and Vergil was standing right behind you in the mirror with his eyes focused completely on the damn V on your lower back. Fuck.

You felt the low rumble in his throat before you heard it, slick with satisfaction as you tried to ignore him since he was so nosey he had spoil his own surprise. "This is... interesting," his voice slithered off his tongue and into your ears like a snake dipped in sin, already feeling your body beginning to warm up before he'd even got close enough to touch you.

"You weren't supposed to see it so soon. It's still healing," you grumbled out at him, glaring and rolling your eyes at him through the mirror to let him know how annoyed you were.

He didn't care.

"Oh? A surprise then?"

You nearly jumped ten feet in the air whenever his fingers began to lather the ointment you’d smeared on your tattoo instead, spine curving at his gentle touch as your body burned starting from the tips of your toes to the top of your head. He knew exactly what he was doing and what it was doing to you, your fingers gripping the edge of the sink when he went as far as to lightly trace the burning flesh with his nails, a purr at your shiver making your body cave in and the first pitiful sigh left you moments after. It certainly didn’t help he’d taken to running his nose along your ear until his lips were pressed against your lobe.

"Sensitive?"

Very. He had your toes curling in your shoes as you fought off the moans and jerked your ass back into his pelvis instead — clearly, he was very affected by the tattoo. Still, you remained defiant, not so eager to let Vergil win the game he wanted to play. "...No."

"Mm, you lie,” his nose dropped to trace the throbbing pulse in your neck, his hum making your skin erupt with your wired nerves while his warm breath ghosted teasingly against your flesh. You didn't get to have another word when his fingers traced the sensitive flesh of your new tattoo, his thumbs digging into your lower back in measured circles before he used the hold he had on you to bend you completely over the bathroom sink.

You couldn't help the squeal when his hand jerked your shirt up, fully exposing your lower back to him the same time his hips caged you into the counter and his feet kicked yours apart to allow him more room. Vergil only lowered his torso enough to let his lips caress your ear, fingers still rubbing along the tattoo of his initial as your knees buckled and your ears burned with his haughty chuckle.

"Let's test that theory."

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how would Vergil react if u got a tramp stamp thats dedicated to him? Maybe like a 'V' or smth (tramp stamps are so cute idc)

probably likes it a little too much... (i think they're cute too, no one can tell me otherwise and i'd definitely get one for him)

Goosebumps prickled across your skin as you lifted the back of your shirt to lather ointment on your new insignia; an anniversary gift for Vergil you decided on last minute when you couldn't think of anything else to get him (other than books and chocolate, but he'd had enough of all of that). A very proud and inky black V adorned your lower back, something you'd smirked over when you'd got it done, but at the moment you were having the worst time taking care of it and you weren't about to call Vergil for help when it was supposed to be a surprise. For once you were going to get the drop on him and surprise him with something he wouldn't even think of, blowing him away and getting your turn to rile him up...

Of course, that was the plan... Until you only blinked once and Vergil was standing right behind you in the mirror with his eyes focused completely on the damn V on your lower back. Fuck.

You felt the low rumble in his throat before you heard it, slick with satisfaction as you tried to ignore him since he was so nosey he had spoil his own surprise. "This is... interesting," his voice slithered off his tongue and into your ears like a snake dipped in sin, already feeling your body beginning to warm up before he'd even got close enough to touch you.

"You weren't supposed to see it so soon. It's still healing," you grumbled out at him, glaring and rolling your eyes at him through the mirror to let him know how annoyed you were.

He didn't care.

"Oh? A surprise then?"

You nearly jumped ten feet in the air whenever his fingers began to lather the ointment you’d smeared on your tattoo instead, spine curving at his gentle touch as your body burned starting from the tips of your toes to the top of your head. He knew exactly what he was doing and what it was doing to you, your fingers gripping the edge of the sink when he went as far as to lightly trace the burning flesh with his nails, a purr at your shiver making your body cave in and the first pitiful sigh left you moments after. It certainly didn’t help he’d taken to running his nose along your ear until his lips were pressed against your lobe.

"Sensitive?"

Very. He had your toes curling in your shoes as you fought off the moans and jerked your ass back into his pelvis instead — clearly, he was very affected by the tattoo. Still, you remained defiant, not so eager to let Vergil win the game he wanted to play. "...No."

"Mm, you lie,” his nose dropped to trace the throbbing pulse in your neck, his hum making your skin erupt with your wired nerves while his warm breath ghosted teasingly against your flesh. You didn't get to have another word when his fingers traced the sensitive flesh of your new tattoo, his thumbs digging into your lower back in measured circles before he used the hold he had on you to bend you completely over the bathroom sink.

You couldn't help the squeal when his hand jerked your shirt up, fully exposing your lower back to him the same time his hips caged you into the counter and his feet kicked yours apart to allow him more room. Vergil only lowered his torso enough to let his lips caress your ear, fingers still rubbing along the tattoo of his initial as your knees buckled and your ears burned with his haughty chuckle.

"Let's test that theory."

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In honor of the adorable Sylus cat card, how do you think Dante, Vergil and Nero would react to their s/o temporarily turning to a cat?

I feel Vergil would be so chill about it, like get himself a book and a spot with sunlight for you and him to chill at .

this is cracking me up

Dante would probably be the one you'd have the most fun with in that situation, after he gets done openly laughing at your expense though. expect him to try to goad you into trying catnip or joking that you'll need a litter box from now on, but he is not immune to the cuteness of your ears and can't help himself when he scratches behind your ears and puts his ear against your back when you start purring. after a bit of playing with you once he learned a pen could make you lose focus and swipe at the air, he'd probably buckle in and get to getting you back to normal after you start knocking shit off his desk, and then he never lets you live it down that you got yourself turned into a cat.

Vergil i feel would be the most okay with it (i headcanon him as a cat lover so), and he's an expert at the situation. expect to be picked up constantly and sat on his lap as he decides to not at all look for a solution to save you and enjoy the time he has with a cat. he's a little odd about it too... sniffing your stomach and inspecting your paws, it's almost like he doesn't want you to return to normal (or forgets it's actually you), but one swipe to his cheek that he dodges has him sighing and remembering just who it is underneath all the fur. he makes a terrible joke after you're back to normal that doesn't necessarily sound like a joke and more like him being the one behind the issue...

Nero would be the one that's actually concerned about it. you got turned into a cat and he's looking around for 40 different solutions to get you back to normal, though he can't resist petting you in the process. also, another that won't put you down, carrying you everywhere as he introduces you to Nico as a cat and then they both have a laugh at your predicament... just because Nero's concerned doesn't mean he doesn't think it's funny either. you get turned back to normal after you bite Nero's finger when he's booping your nose, sighing as he looks on and laments on that you act exactly the same as a cat as you do a human.

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Nee what do you think of lollipop chainsaw?

i've loved it since the first game came out. and when Repop came out i bought it the night it dropped and beat it one night 😭😭