devilsparda

[devilsparda]

fake idgafer. i saw tht haunted look in ur eyes

[devilsparda]

❝ but for you, i will be making an exception. ❞ hiii ^_^

𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐏𝐒 𝐄𝐂𝐇𝐎 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐌 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 ,   𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓 𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐅𝐅 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐋𝐈𝐏𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐑𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐖 .        Eyes flick towards Dante walking beside them ,   sword's blade casually resting on shoulder with the wide grin stretching across expression  (  threatening to split face cleanly in half  )  as he glances over towards the blue Devil .   It feels like it used to ,   with the younger twin becoming the elder's shadow in the attempt to keep close by  &  remain by their side rather than the inversion that had coloured such a large portion of their lives afterwards  (  an attempt to best the red slayer ,   where they had become overshadowed in the grandness of Dante's acts  ) .   They stand as equals ,   as it should have always been ,   &  the eagerness of @devilsparda joining Vergil on this little side quest of theirs only further cemented the desire to keep close when all that had been formed between them in the past were CHASMS .   Bridging the gap after all of these years with the promise of thrilling battles against enemies that dared rise against them .   The thought alone brings corner of lip to curl ,   eyes rolling slightly as gaze turns ahead once more  &  shoulders roll back to regain the usual rigidity of posture .  

                    ❛    Are you attempting to outbest me once again ,   little brother ?   We'll see about that .    ❜

[devilsparda]

I hate this and the fact that this is gonna immediately become part of our vocab now.

[devilsparda]

genuinely dont know how im gainin this many followers, today is the first time ive wrote in weeks and it was crazy. no promo, no nothin how are u guys findin me…… also would u fuck him yes or no?

[devilsparda]

me lookin at all the prompts…. u guys are soooo evil. luv it

[devilsparda]

DEVIL MAY CRY 4: Special Edition (2015) "Ah, helpful hint, take a tip from your elders…"

[devilsparda]

his stratagems are nothing short of laudable: a precise & unrepentant calculus of movement, honed not for grace but for the aching vulgarity of effect. there are moments — premeditated, permitted — when dante allots the untrammelled arc of vulnerability, opens the floodgate & offers the body not as sacrifice but as bait, the sanctified interval before blood. delectation glints, unmistakable in his wolf-toothed grin & dante laughs. ❝ not the worst date i’ve had. ❞

it happens, then: not a pivot but a rupture. the reversal is not learned, it is rehearsed into the marrow: bone-born, twitch-fast. his hand arcs with obscene precision, index & thumb finding the groove in @coefficience wrist like muscle memory. with his other hand, a strike lands just beneath the sternum, collapsing breath & balance alike. childe reels. staggers. the contact is surgical, but the aftermath is theatrical: space torn open like a slit curtain. a wound between them, not just absence but negative presence: saturated, pulsing, wet with the charge of dislocation.

dante’s body is already smoothing back into itself with a shoulder roll, he watches childe recalibrate, watches the body remember how to hold itself upright. childe’s machinations remain unimpeachable — sharper than the garbled bellowings of devils he dispatches on habit alone. childe thinks, and that makes the violence honest.

❝ you always this handsy? ❞ dante drawls, timbre dragging across exposed nerves, stalking forward. ❝ if you wanted me on my knees — you could’ve said. ❞

[ continued from here. ]

[devilsparda]

𝐓𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘 ,    ᵒᶜᵗᵒᵇᵉʳ   31st.     — -   ⁽ ᵉˢᵗ  ’19 ⁾           ᴴᴵᴰᴰᴱᴺ   ᴵᴺ   ᵀᴴᴱ    𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐎𝐒 …      ᶦˢ   ᵗʰᵉ   element,    ʷᵃᶦᵗᶦⁿᵍ   ᵗᵒ   ˢ͟ᵗ͟ʳ͟ᶦ͟ᵏ͟ᵉ͟   ˡᶦᵏᵉ    𝗌𝗇𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗌   —    ᴮᵁᵀ    i’m   ᵀᴴᴱᴿᴱ   𝑡𝑜𝑜.                                                                                   𝗪𝗔𝗧𝗖𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚.    

[devilsparda]

for childe: everything else is just a bore.

everything else... a wide grin spreads across childe's face as he dodges the swift movement of dante's fist, bouncing back just in time. dante isn't one to be put off his balance, he knows, but there is still that split second, the bend of his body towards where childe had been moments before. gaze slides across the subtle readjusting of his opponent's stance as a scarred arm wraps around his torso. " so, i'm not the only one enjoying this, am i? "

a well-placed elbow knocks him back and he staggers with the same, sick grin. it isn't as if he hadn't expected it, kept himself open. this wasn't their first fight and, with any luck, it would be far from their last. he could afford to bide his time, observe the cogs as they turned in dante's head, make note of those rapid decisions he knew so well as they took shape in front of him. he responds in kind, his next move a little sharper, a little smarter, grasp on dante's forearm hard and brutal as he twisted it behind his back and attempted to shove him down. for his own part, there existed very few others he preferred sparring with — if any at all.

[devilsparda]

wish there were more islamic imagery in devil may cry. i know there’s some (even if it was removed, which i agree with because of the context) but i wish it showed up more in casual concepts, the way catholic imagery does 😩 anyway can u look @ how good he looks <3 thank yewww

[devilsparda]

can u people stop harassing my friends on anon lmfao if u feel sooooo strongly about bootlickers, come off anon. mind you, the person addresses multiple facets of the system and then contradicts themselves with a harmful ideology that doesn’t regard the safety and wellbeing of poc + immigrants AT ALL

[devilsparda]

👁️❤️🫵🏽

I LOVE YOU TOOOOOOOOO <333333

[devilsparda]

style farming

[devilsparda]

me describing one of my fav haikyuu characters: autistic but unfortunately ugly. resulted in severe bullying :(

[devilsparda]

from tendou, to semi: “we should breed and ask our child what they think.”

their mouth had been half open, ready to fire off the next reason why tendou was so clearly wrong about whatever it was that they had been fighting about, but they stop short at tendou's quip. their glare only grows, hands balling into angry fists at their sides. " i can't fucking stand you, you know that? " a lie — and easily disprovable at that, given how he spent practically every waking moment with him.

[devilsparda]

genuinely could not give a fuck if you’re writing ghost from call of duty or a csi cop character but when you bring real life issues that affect people of colour/immigrants to try and give your character that is part of the system some fake sense of moral depth is so weird. do you people think b4 u start sayin shit

putting your cop character on a pedestal because “they wouldn’t approve of real life events without proper research involved” is fucking insaneeeee. can u guys kill yourself for making what immigrants r going thru about your fictional character LMFAOO U SOUND STUPID AS FUCK. genuinely do not care if u write a cop bc they’re fictional but stop saying dumb shit oh my fuckin god

“calleigh for president” after talking about something traumatic happening to REAL people. my god 😭 u guys do NOT have to make headcanons on every little aspect