What's your Vergil Sparda headcanons sfw and nsfw (you don't have to make this one if you don't want it) :)
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some curse words, spoilers for vergil lore in general, spoilers for mission 08 and so forth in dmc5, nsfw is labelled before written so read at your own discretion!!
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ā„ sooo, in deep contrast to his twin brother, all know vergil is super serious
ā„ i mean, if you spent a bunch of your time in hell, wouldnāt it take a toll on you too???
ā„ because of whatās happened to vergil, itāll be really difficult to actually get through to him
ā„ even just small talk or simple touches are uncomfortable for him at the beginning
ā„ and in order for him to trust you, you gotta be super persistent to actually stick with him
ā„ i feel like vergils too stubborn for things like therapy, i donāt feel like heād like to admit he needs help
ā„ heād probably keep going until he he overexerts himself or snaps, which would probably take a while considering he can endure a lot before giving in
ā„ once you guys are actually together though, youāre essentially one step further to getting to the center of vergil because it means youāve already broken down some of his walls
ā„ vergils the type of guy to love silently, and maybe more distantly than a normal person would love
ā„ but whoever said he was a normal person?
ā„ he doesnāt know how to deal with his feelings, so he takes up avoiding you as his own way in hopes that youāll come to him
ā„ you walk into a room? he walks out
ā„ you sit next to him? heāll keep his nose buried in a book or his work in hopes that youāll āpesterā him
ā„ donāt let his feigned annoyance fool you, he prays for you to approach him
ā„ by no means is vergil shy, but when you spend so many years in hell.. you kinda lack social cues
ā„ he obviously know what love is, heās not clueless, but it feels different when it comes to you
ā„ it almost feels foreign
ā„ vergil loves showing off that your his and heās yours, heāll buy you a pendant with a blue gem or something with his name engraved in it
ā„ if you whine enough, heāll āgive inā (heās just acting tough) and read to you at night ābegrudginglyā
ā„ if you read too, heāll curtly leave a book that he think youāll like on your nightstand when he comes home
ā„ if you eat dinner at the table, heāll have you sit next to him so he can lock ankles with you or link your pinkies under the table
ā„ other than that, vergilās not rlly into pda?
ā„ if anything, heāll stand next to you or sit close enough to where your legs or thighs touch. thatās kinda like his ver. of pda š
ā„ if you get along with nero or if maybe v saw how you got along with him before you knew he was vergil, even if he treats nero as a pest, it somewhat confuses him?
ā„ maybe even almost upsets him??
ā„ it just gives him a glimpse on what he couldāve had, and i guess it somewhat creates a dull ache within him knowing he couldāve been a present figure in neroās life with you
ā„ def an early bird, the type of dude to kiss your forehead before he leaves in the morning because he know you wonāt wake up to see him before he goes
ā„ ugh just imagine vergil staring down at you for a minute, contemplating his decisions while looking at your serene form before leaning down and placing a feather light kiss to your forehead so as to not wake you up
ā„ i need to be contained
ā„ he wouldnāt let you see it but he sometimes cracks a smile at just the thought of doing mundane activities, even if theyāre such small tasks, he still cherishes the thought of a small life with you even if heās married to his work
ā„ but god forbid youāre around dante though, and if youāre playful n teasing like him?? vergil will never hear the end of danteās irritating tales told to you of when they were children
ā„ it probably ends up with yamato pressed against danteās throat but itās all brotherly fun guys donāt worry
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the familiar coos sung by the mourning doves fell deaf on VERGILās ears, only picking up your soft breaths as your chest rose up and down with each one you took. he couldnāt help but admire how comfortable you looked in your sleepāwith your lips parted slightly and hair splayed out messily as it stayed trapped under you.
he cocked his head in bemusement at the sight of golden rays dancing on you collarbone, tinting the skin with the early sun of dawn. he was surprised you hadnāt woken up yet, considering the golden hue beamed along your face as well. one upside of getting to work early was seeing your peaceful face in the mornings. vergil studied your face as if heād never see it again, and in a way, not seeing you again was very possible. due to being a devil hunter, risks were high. but vergil couldnāt bear the thought of doing that to you. he studied your face so carefully, eyes roaming across your skin to commit every single one of your features to memory.
his eyes of silver, once crinkled in pain and alone, now looked at you curiously as they caught every glimpse of you. the way your eyebrows furrowed when your mind swirled with its own concoction of your dreams, the way you changed positions to search for what he could only assume was the cold part of the pillow.
he felt his heartbeat quicken as he watched you stir in your sleep, turning your head over and allowing another angle of your beauty to be silently worshipped by your lover.
as he leaned down, he made sure to bend at the waist in order to make limited noise, cursing the material of his coat scrunching and making a slight sound as it crinkled. and as his lips connected with your forehead, he reveled in the smell of your shampoo from your shower that you took last night as he closed his eyes, holding his lips there in a feather light kiss.
then, just as quickly as they had been placedāhis lips left your forehead as he began to exit the bedroom, taking one last glance at your resting form before he quietly closed the door.
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ā„ i know i just wrote that cute ass blurb but now that weāre talking nsfw, vergil is def a quick learner
ā„ obviously itāll take a while to initiate intimacy, and as aforementionedāeven just hand holding takes a while for him to digest
ā„ but shit, this man has stamina for days
ā„ being half a demon definitely doesnāt help, but vergil can actually go so long in the sheets w you š
ā„ heāll be awkward at first, unsure of what to do but once you guide him and reassure him that itās okay to touch you, you just unlocked smth else in him omg
ā„ his libido isnāt very high, but on the days that you guys do get intimate, he can last a while
ā„ heāll assure that you both are satisfied by the end of it, likes to know that youāve finished before him at least once
ā„ if youāve gotten really bratty or youāve gotten him really into it, you might feel him borderline triggering as his claws dig into your hips a little more and his groans get more guttural
ā„ sorry guysāthis man will not bottom or be any sort of submissive, and if he does, you will need to be in a committed relationship for at least a year or two
ā„ he def has control issues
ā„ in terms of talking dirty, he still holds that sharp precise tone when he speaks
ā„ i donāt feel like hes much a degrading guy? maybe more possessive talk if anything
ā„ this man doesnāt cuss often, but occasionally if you clench around him, heāll let out a small huff of, āshit.ā even if itās barely audible
ā„ i think maybe he teases you a bit, enough just to get you hot and bothered so youāll be writhing underneath him
ā„ being half-demon gives him some package guys, trust
ā„ vergilās lengthier, a small sensitive vein on the underside of him that you could use to your advantage on the off chance you suck him off
ā„ when vergils in a certain mood, heāll kiss on your skin (another form of teasing) and murmurs praises of how divine you look
ā„ he loves the way your hands grip at the sheets, or the way they rush to your mouth as you try to cover up those pretty sounds while heās giving you pleasureāno matter how many times he tells you to let them slip out
ā„ not a big fan of marks, either on him or you. he still has to go outside and so do you, heād probably be pretty embarrassed if someone saw them and questioned what happened
ā„ unlike dante, vergil is pretty quiet about his love and sex life, he likes to keep it pretty tame and under wraps
ā„ prefers to make it intimate rather than a quick fuck, he wants you to feel every ounce of love in his movementsāwhether itās with his tongue, hands, or just his length
ā„ he likes to drag it out too, iām not talking quickies, iām talking about full on ālove makingā sessions (yes, heāll refer to them as that most of the time)
ā„ like i said, he wants you to feel every last bit of it with his body, unless you want him to spew some poetry out of the blue expressing his feelingsāhe canāt express them with regular words for shit
ā„ he wants you to see what youāre doing to him, how you affect him, what you mean to him is more important than anything
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Pefect (Yandere! Wesker x Reader)
Once again it is 12 AM and Iām writing fanfic š
Wesker might be somewhat OOC, Iām just writing whatās in my head so Iām sorry.
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Wesker had gotten a coffee and was sipping it when some imbecile ran into him.
His coffee was spilled all over his shirt, at least it wasnāt hot.
Needless to say, Wesker was more than pissed.
But before he can tell the idiot who ran into him off, he sees your face
Youāre scared as you make eye contact with him and start apologizing immediately
āIām so sorry sir!ā
He canāt find the anger in him that was there seconds ago
There was something about you.
How sweet your face looked, your genuine apologetic look, and your sweet voice.
He snaps himself out of his daze rather quickly though.
āYou run around like you have money to pay for dry cleaning and another coffeeā
Instantly, youāre fishing for your wallet in your bag and pulling out 15 dollars.
āI hope this is enough, once again. Iām very sorry I should have been paying closer attention to my surroundingsā
He scoffs āThis is enoughā he snatches the money from your hand and walks away
He turns around and youāre on your way again, except this time more carefully but still with your fast past.
Youāre late.
For classes, he assumes. You are wearing the college uniform and heading in the direction of the campus.
The idea of perfecting the human race weighed heavy on his mind, but had he finally found a human he deemed as perfect?
The only way to be sure is to observe you, without your knowledge of course and that was how he found himself where he was now.
He blamed the world for how fragile your poor little mind was and how easily it broke over the nights.
The nights when you wake up drenched in sweat upon feeling his predatory gaze that stared at your sleeping form only to sob when you canāt find the source of the uneasiness.
He stood over your bed, you wouldnāt wake up tonight, he was sure of it. HeĀ madeĀ sure of it. He slipped a little something in your food to help you sleep better.
He noticed how the nights you woke up in fear affected you, how tired you had become.
How much less you were sleeping. He couldnāt have you dying on him, now could he?
You looked so peaceful, your breathing soft, your face finally looked rested, not worried or exhausted.
He couldnāt help it, he was normally so in control.
But he couldn't stop the way his hand moved to caress your face.
He couldnāt stop the way his mind wandered to him lying next to you, the morning sun flooding in through the window as he caressed your face and stared at you with adoration.
In a world that was safe, in a world where you couldnāt get hurt.
But this had to suffice for the time being.
Long nights staring at you in your most peaceful state.
God, what he wouldnāt do to tear you away from this retched world into his fantasy.
Where you would be safe until the ends of time
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I don't know if your requests are opened, but I'm deep in my soft hours rn and just had the cutest thought. It's a song request if that's okay. Jongho + Darling By Yang Da Il.
a/n: omg the song is so cute!!! it fits so well with jongho i can't šš and thank you for requesting btw, i hope you like it š
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"Excuse me, you dropped your wallet."
Jongho's steps halted when a voice called out to him, turning on his heels, he was met with the prettiest smile that he has ever seen.
"Here, please be careful so you won't lose something as important as this."
"Oh, uh, I- Thank you." he stuttered, feeling somewhat shy in your presence.
Jongho's reminiscing was cut short when he felt a weight on his shoulders, his eyes landing on your leaning figure against him.
"The view on this rooftop is so pretty." you commented, feeling flustered with the boy's next words.
"Not as pretty as you though."
"Hey!" you slapped his buff arm, "stop saying things like that!"
He laughed at your adorable antics, his gummy smile is enough to melt all your worries for the remaining week, "I'm telling the truth, sorry but you can't change my mind."
You huffed, going back to your previous action of stargazing, then you suddenly thought of something.
"Jongho, do you still remember our first date?"
That's a stupid question.
How could he forget when he literally swore to the heavens that he'll forever engrave that moment in his brain even in unconsciousness.
Strolling through the city that you both lived in, hand in hand and laughing at each other's lame jokes.
It was a fun day, well, supposed to.
Until that one bitch of a waiter decided to flirt with your man in the restaurant you're eating lunch at. (no, he's not your boyfriend yet but you're already claiming it.)
So now your petty ass went from admiring your date into ignoring him.
"Are you gonna tell me why on earth you're acting like this?" Jongho asked for the nth time, getting exasperated at your attitude.
"No, nothing. But if you're so persistent then maybe you should think instead of me spelling everything out." you stubbornly replied.
"Please, just tell me so I can fix it." he begged, keen on making you spill the beans so he could comfort you.
"I said no!" you yelled, "Just go away!"
You heard a sigh from behind you before Jongho started walking away, having enough of this situation, "Fine, if you're gonna be like that, then I'll just go."
Wait.. just like that?
You didn't have the guts to tell him that you're JEALOUS for goodness sake and... and... a droplet?
"Great." you mumbled, looks like the gods above are mourning with you because you probably lost a great relationship.
Then it hits, as the water seeps into your clothes, so is the fact that you need to set this straight.
So you ran, ran towards the love of your life. One turn in an alley and you saw his dejected slumped shoulders.
"Jongho!"
You didn't give him the time to process anything, sprinting and jumping on him, pulling him close against you and kissing him fully on the lips.
He was surprised to say the least, but in no way was he complaining as he returned the kiss himself.
Under the rain, everything seems to fall into place. Like a puzzle that is slowly forming into a masterpiece.
"I'm sorry," you breathed out when you pulled away for air, "I was jealous. I-I don't like it when other girls get too close to you like that." you admitted.
"You idiot," he leaned in once more, noses touching and lips barely grazing, "no need to get jealous."
You pouted, he is absolutely right, you don't have any rights to feel that way because-
"I am already yours to begin with."
You smiled a bit, a blush forming on your cheeks at the fond memory.
"That still hasn't changed, right?" you inquired, wanting a bit of assurance.
Jongho reached for your hand, holding it tightly against his before leaving a tender kiss on your fingers.
"Never. Up to this day until we're old and gray, I will always want to sleep beside you, wake up beside you, and be beside you."
Now that he thinks about it, he knows that you're the only one important enough that he doesn't wanna lose. (not his wallet)
"That's good to hear, because I sure as hell won't let go of you, Jongho. You are stuck with me for eternity."
Now that you think about it, you can never imagine a life without your bear, your sunshine, and the person that you'd always consider your soulmate.
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