#tyrantborne

                      Siiiiiigh.

     Rose could do nothing else but mope around the mansion and wrap herself in a world of nostalgia; entertaining memories of the past of her family together and happy as they used to be. What had become of her? Once a ruthless killer turned into a soft-hearted mother, whimpering for a purpose to those close to her and yet they all were moving on, the only one among them that seemed okay with all this change was Vergil. Then again, even though she’d known him for quite a while she was often lost on his subtly... was he not also sad their daughters were growing? That their son was far more hostile and left for hours or days on end to help the man who nearly murdered them both? Was she a horrible mother that had soiled their line? 

     Nestled on a lush, blue chair in the main family room, the Matriarch was flipping through an old photo album, running her finger along picture after picture, admiring the good and bad times that she had wanted to capture: everything was precious. Her meandering hand eventually turned the book all the way back to the beginning, catching a few photos of when it was just Vergil and herself before the kids were born, adventuring through Hell and above, fighting and vacationing places. Unconsciously her face turned a soft red the longer her eyes lingered on her husband, heart picking up in pace whilst studying the details of his face and then his outfit -- " that was so beautiful, ” came her melodic crooning, “ .. maybe we can go back there. ”

Rosalina: I’ll buy you flowers Vergil: I have a wife Rosalina: No you don’t you just playing hard to get Vergil: I’m married  Rosalina: What do you like in a woman? Vergil: Everything my wife is, because she is my wife.  Rosalina: ok no need to sex but send pics please???? Vergil: No Rosalina: Your wife don’t need to know  Vergil: No Rosalina: No be so rude bitch I just be nice and want your sexy pics not anything more your wife dont need to know and you no lose anything I just want to see that naked big dick. I just a genuine nice girl and you tell me to fuck off. you probably like guys anyway.  Vergil: You are my wife.  Rosalina: and I’m giving you permission to send me sexy pics, I don’t need to know. 

      “ Why are you talking to Dyad’ko for? What happened when you went to see him? ”

   “ W-What’s with all these questions all of a sudden? I just wanted to see what he was like, we’ve never seen him or heard him before and-- well-- Hey! Ale, I don’t have to explain myself to you! A--And... well, it was nice actually. Honestly it’s pretty dirty in that place, I’m gonna have to bring gloves next time but Dyad’ko isn’t so.. bad, he likes talking and stuff. Making jokes... ”

         “ I thought you said you didn’t have to explain anything to me? ”

                 “ Would you stop it! ”

     “ But this is most certainly an interesting turn of events! My baby sister going to see that awful traitor and having fun, not even phased by her dirty surroundings? Maybe this Dyad’ko is worth talking to? Even for a little while... you didn’t tell him anything about what tato is up to... did you? ”

 “ Nooo I did NOT, you don’t have to treat me like a child. I know I make mistakes sometimes but I promised it wouldn’t ever happen again, I just keep that out of the conversation. Honestly, I just wanna know what he’s like and what he does... you know, Ale, you could talk to him too and see for yourself. You don’t have to pretend to be this mysterious person about the matter, if you wanna see him you should just go and do it, you’re braver than me anyway. ”

     Alecto snuggles into her sister’s neck with a few playful giggles, “ you think I’m mysterious now? How wonderful~! Unlike you, dear sister, I like to observe the situation before I go rushing in hoping someone’s a good and sweet person. But you’re probably right, standing around and asking you all these questions about him isn’t really going to fuel my appetite for gossip so... maybe I’ll do just that? We can even make it a family trip~ ”

     Just as her body is locked into Alecto’s embrace the younger of the two sighed, more than a little annoyed she was being touched and cuddled on AGAIN. “ Nero say’s you have to take a chance sometimes, Ale, you can’t just go expecting everyone to hurt you. And besides, we’re Nephilim and strong, it’ll be okay. ” Her declaration of heading to the demon hunters shop together had Ariela perk in surprise but just as quickly replaced it with an excited smile, “ ... go together? Yeah! Let’s go together! If I’m there you probably won’t be so nervous! ”

I tried to reblog a picture of my husband and it said it was inappropriate?! MY HUSBANDS BEAUTIFUL FACE AND BOOTY IS NOT INAPPROPRIATE. Says as I shove titties on the dash

     “ Daddy!! ” A tremulous voice cried from the hall, echoing a few more times before a petite face peered from behind the door to the kitchen -- it was Ariela, and she was red in the face!! Normally it was Alecto crying for her father’s attention due to some slight from Nero, but instead it was the youngest. Gingerly she pushed the door open entirely to reveal herself in her now soaking wet PJ’s, “ tell Ale to stop trying to scare me when I’m in the bathroom! She-- she blew her trombone at me when I was trying to put up my hair so i could take a bath! ” The twin sisters had a bathroom that connected their bedrooms, and very often Alecto would find means to dominate said room against the younger twin.