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❛ It’s done… Everything is where it should be. Including you. ❜
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🕊️┆ blındıng — florence + the mαchıne﹕
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“ ❄️﹒VERGIL SPARDA 。 ⋮ “ ❄️﹒DEVIL MAY CRY 。 ⋮ “ ❄️﹒AFTERDMC5 。
“ ❄️﹒ANYPOV 。 ⋮ “ ❄️﹒FLUFFY 。 ⋮ “ ❄️﹒ANGST 。
⌜—̳͟͞♡ ⋮ 𝐝𝐦𝐜 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬: tony redgrave pt.1 ⋮ tony redgrave pt.2 ⋮ nero sparda ⋮ V ⋮ nelo angelo⌝
⌜ 〣﹕❄️ ❰ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 .ᐟ
𝗦𝗠𝗨𝗧 / 𝗟𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧 𝗗𝗢𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘 / 𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗕𝗔𝗥𝗜 / 𝗘𝗠𝗢𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗔𝗟 𝗧𝗥𝗔𝗨𝗠𝗔 / 𝗣𝗢𝗦𝗦𝗜𝗕𝗟𝗘 𝗩𝗜𝗢𝗟𝗘𝗡𝗖𝗘 .
⌜ 〣﹕❄️ ❰ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓 .ᐟ
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀It’s strange, waking up and realizing the world didn’t stand still with you. Red Grave rebuilds itself one brick at a time, Dante cracks jokes all the fucking time. Nero's grown into someone Vergil fiercely wants to know. Being a father? Turns out it’s less about bloodlines and more about showing up. And paying child support... well, that hardly matters when you're busy learning how to grill burgers on weekends and attend demon-free birthday parties.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀The rivalry with Dante never quite ceased, but these days, swords clash more over dinner debates than battlefields. Strange, how even the sharpest edges dull with the right kind of stubbornness. Stranger still is you, the one who stuck around through demonic wars, family disasters, existential crises, at least two midlife hair experiments, and somehow didn’t run screaming. After all that, Vergil knows he’s fresh out of excuses. It’s his turn now, to make up for lost time, to stumble through everything he should have given you years ago, and to finally stay when it matters.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Now he's playing catch-up, trying to be everything: the crazy fling you craved years ago, the boyfriend he never quite managed to be, and the husband he still continues to go through motions about being scared of turning into. It's stubborn, and far from the arguments he used to win, but it's his. And this time, he's not fighting for pride or control. He's fighting for wasted mornings arguing about whose turn it is to make the coffee, for sleepless nights wrapped up in books that you both never finish, for the life he almost forgot he could have — with you.
⤷ ♱ ⋮ 𝐥𝐨𝐜
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