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Unsolicited but I thought of these for Dahlia. :>
Florges and Ribombee are shiny because I said so.
"O-kay... What the hell is a shiny Ribombee? A Florges? What typa dogs are these? ...Is that a fucking teapot with eyes? Wait, I recognize the wiggly-thing-- I still don't know what any o' these things are."
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Fuck Buddy Application
Name: Sylus Age: A mere handful of centuries. Are you attracted to me?: You're miserable enough. Sub/Dom: Top and you wouldn't have it any other way. How often are you available?: I think I can squeeze you in whenever you need me. Will there be extra’s?: Depends on what you want, sweetie. I tend to satisfy every need. When can you start?: Right now.
Louxie......
"I mean iss'an easy yes. Whaddye want me t'say? No? An' where's th' fun in tha'? Bein' fucked like a back alley whore on a Tuesday's exactly what I need, what good timin', ma cherie~ Think ye can squeeze me in now? Let me sit in yer lap a while, darlin', an' I'll getcha someplace a lil hotter than Hell." He is dead serious no matter how ridiculous he sounds - rather quite happy to be used again.
"I got th' time iffin you do."
"Someone's looking scrumptious." // Sylus to Keres GDYRDHFS
"...Hm. Definitely a word for it." He doesn't find this near as amusing as his apparent reflection seems to - rather uncomfortable instead. "You are?"
@hellgloom // hoo boy am i rusty, but i couldn't help myself. i wanted to see daemon and v together again bestie
Fuck Buddy Application
Name: Sylus Age: Old enough. Are you attracted to me?: I know a handsome devil when I see one. Sub/Dom: I called you a bottom before. Take a guess. How often are you available?: Do I look like the kind of incubus who's too busy for sex? Will there be extra’s?: I'd be only too happy if your adorable husband joined us. When can you start?: As soon as I cross your mind, sweetie.
For Gary LMAOOOOOOOOO
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"Mice are cute, but I find rats have their uses, too." // Sylus to Loux 😩
"...Sir, this is a Wendy's." He will not be dignifying the elder incubus with any confirmation. A fight to defend his honor - he was not rat! - would be pointless; But he could always shut the door, somehow pour a line of salt or whatever the hell kept the big bads away. "We sell frostys and fries here--"
V had no love for Vergil, didn't know him any better to suffer a change of heart; and maybe he never would, feeling so mortal and vulnerable in his presence, frail, like death was almost as near to him now as it had been when he battled for his life through the infernal tree to reach that monster waiting at its apex. But reality proved different: V had lived after all, the tree fell, and so he could not claim to hate Vergil despite his prevailing iciness and resentment toward him. People each and all were unfortunate, flawed. Some things couldn't be helped. The way V looked at him now, confused and almost hurt, and the way he spoke the only words he'd ever thought to say, were among the unfortunate, flawed things that could not be helped. "Was it worth it? Was everything"—everything that you did—"worth it? Being here now…you must feel something. Does any of it weigh on you?" // V chose violence (words).
𝐅𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐓 𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐒 𝐔𝐏𝐎𝐍 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐒 , pallid gaze once fixated on point beyond the man , now shifting to cut through entire being . Thunder rumbles in the distance , the creeping sensation of electricity skimming across hairs on skin , before the question of it all settles into a weighty stone in the pit of their stomach . Oft Vergil was regarded as the monolith of the death of self , a blade turned towards heart & plunged so deeply that pain overtook any other emotion or reason that remained ( an illusion of the loss of humanity , a self truth fabricated to enshroud such frailties in order to suffocate them ) . Yet here they stand now , before what once was their humanity , confronted by the weight of their actions & choices made throughout a selfish pursuit of power .
Was it worth it ?
𝐈𝐓 𝐄𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃 , 𝐀 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐒𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 & 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍 . Yet the weight of the actions — Dante didn't seem to believe that Vergil was capable of REGRETS . At least not in the past . Vergil has seen the way the younger now looks at them , the loud jabs before the eventual & uncharacteristic stillness that settles over him . The softer tone of voice when asked why . Why did you leave . Why did you go down this path . A question to which Vergil had no resolute answer for . One that was often met with SILENCE . For a long while , it's the same answer given to @hellgloom . Jaw clenches , gaze remaining steady against his , but the bitter harshness of winter in nowhere to be seen , having melted in the face of quiet contemplation .
❛ You know as well as I do that no matter whether or not I have regrets , it would not change the outcome of what has already been said & done . ❜ 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐡 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 , head inclining ever so slightly as pale gaze peers at the emotion twisting V's features with careful consideration ( aware of what it was that was housed within the heart of the man , along with the waning resentment that camouflaged betrayal ) . ❛ But if I did , would it satisfy you ? To know that my consciousness is crippled under Sisyphean weight of the regret I bear for all the pain I've caused ? For the path I chose ? For discarding you before our rejoining ? ❜ A pause , before voice dips to something quieter . ❛ I understand that my actions brought about all this strife , between Dante & I . Between us . The world will know me as the Devil that threw away everything , gained everything that they ever wanted yet still it was not enough . Had things been different— ❜ lips purse together , gaze narrowing momentarily in poorly veiled frustration , before it dissipates into resignation at the truth that they both know . It no longer mattered .
𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐍𝐎 𝐒𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑 . 𝐍𝐎 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐄 . Vergil had obtained all they had ever wanted , & more , at an extortionate price . Paid not only by them , but the world . By the abandoned brother that mourned the twin they would never be able to reach . Yet somehow—
❛ We're both still here . Aren't we? ❜
"'Ey! I'm walkin' here, I'm walkin' here! Got any respect for a guy takin' in the sights or what? I don't wanna have t' bring my lawyer down on ya, Mac. Civil liberties an' all that." // Dino says hi to Loux lmao
Loux gasped approvingly, and loudly, clapping his hands together in excitement. Feigned or sincere? Oh, but what's the fun in giving out the answer right away? "I love New Yorkers! So rare t' see one up close, s'pretty wild. Y'all come down 'ere an' act like i's awl hotter 'an hell when it really ain't. Y'all jus pack too many jackets an' pants an' ain't give yerself th' time t' adapt. Does somebody needa pair o' shooorts? Ma bon chen." He clapped his hands, which then found their way to his hips, his posture lazy and slouching as stormy gray swept over frosted tips and unfortunately very pretty eyes. What luck for the fox! all the more little bits and pieces to tug and pull at, to bother and worry. He did so love to tease the haughty, uppity types, though something told him this one might've been a smidge more than he seemed. Perhaps. Maybe. He'd have to see. "Civil liberties m' ass, cherie. Yer down 'ere, muckin' 'bout in th' bayou now. Get ye some garlic sups an' enjoy th' bugs, 'cause they th' only thang gon' eat yo ass wit all tha' attitude."
