I might just make this a general being with Vergil thingie, but there is a tiny bit in here that you could read as being a smol s/o haha!
Just dating Vergil things:
I guess from an outsider’s perspective, it might not seem like Vergil cares about you because he is a very, very independent person. If you’re someone who constantly craves affection, I think you might struggle when it comes to being with Vergil. He is someone who thinks more than he feels, but he’s learning about what to do with the feels when it comes to being with you, so please be patient.
That being said, when he is affectionate with you, it just means so much more and feels like so much more. Any affectionate gesture, no matter how simple, is kind of intense; in the best possible way! For example, maybe after a decent scare you’re trying to stay strong with your hands clenched tightly together so you won’t give away that you’re shaken. Your boyfriend is incredibly observant even though he seems like he doesn’t care 1200% of the time. He does care and Vergil hates it when you’re scared. So he’ll gently take your hands in his and silently stay with you until he feels that you’re not feeling so vulnerable anymore. It’s not just a simple gesture of affection, not just holding hands, it’s kind of more like a small promise that he’ll be there for you.
Dante gives his brother so much shit for being with you. Not that he hates you, its just that the red devil is so happy that his surly brother has found someone. Praise the fucking universe. If you’re 100% human, it just gives Dante that much more ammo. He’ll walk around pretending to be Vergil sometimes with is hair slicked back “I’m Vergil and I hate all humans except the oneI’m totally banging one right now~”. Honestly its funny and you can see that Dante loves his brother very much and is happy that Vergil has found you. Although, Vergil sometimes gets really fed up with Dante and will stick some of his summoned daggers in him. Not fatally of course, but he does it out of the blue and it can scare you. “Ah! Vergil why did you do that to him?! He was joking—” “Hmph. It will take a lot more than that to kill that imbecile. Would you like me to demonstrate?” “Vergil, no…”
Vergil stares at you. It’s not bad staring, he’s just kind of trying to rationalise how he strongly he feels for you. Like, up until this point he’s never cared about anyone like he’s cared about you. He’ll look at you and pretty much just be a little bit bewildered. Consider this: Vergil is an incredibly powerful being. He can destroy legions on his own if he wanted to. He could crush your skull in his fist on a whim! But some days you’ll smile at him and sweetly ask him to do some menial task like get you your favourite mug from the top shelf because you can’t reach and he will gladly do it without question. He should be the one giving orders, he should have everyone under his thumb, but you just… smile and he’s ready to do anything for you. It’s pathetic. Sometimes you catch him looking, “Hm? What is it, Vergil?” He’ll just look away and shake his head. “…Nothing, worm.”
On that note, really bizarre pet names? Like, okay, they are degrading in most cases, but they’re really weirdly sweet when Vergil uses them with you. They are never said with any kind of malice, although to any outsider it’s probably fairly alarming because your boyfriend is very clearly calling you things like ‘weakling’ or ‘worm’ or constantly announcing that ‘you are the biggest thorn in his side’ and ‘you’re too much trouble’. But its okay. No one ever misses that very brief flash of warmth in his expression when you fire back with, “Mmhm and you love me, so shh.”
Best moments with Vergil is if he’s reading something on the couch and
you kind of wriggle under his arm to try and take a nap against him. He
will absolutely roll his eyes and chide you for bothering him while he’s
doing work or whatever, but its not like he won’t slightly adjust how he’s
seated so you’re much more comfortable and can actually rest.
“I could kill you at any time, little worm.” “Hm? Oh, I know. Love you too~”
send me a character name and i’ll tell you three things i have in common with them and three things i don’t
HEHEHEHEHEHE~ ❤
Ohhh, this’ll be fun.
3 Things I have in common w/ Vergil:
(*cough* power-hungry husbando *cough)
1.Sassy As Fuck.
The man is the King of Sass, Lord of Salt and of course the Prince of Resting-Bitch-Face (his royal bitch-face). Pretty sure he’s at least 75% of said salt; second to that of the dead sea, much like yours truly. No one can tell me otherwise.That is all.
2. Sibling Issues.
Much like how Vergil and Dante generally don’t get along with one another unless united by some kind of goal, my brother and I are typically at each other’s throats….Well okay, maybe not that far all the time, but it’s basically border line of that. Mostly filled with cutting banter before one of us has to be restrained in some kind of way from beating the ever living snot out of the other. Fortunately for my dumbass of a younger brother’s sake, I know how to maintain composure…
Though, again, despite whatever issues we have, once in a blue moon or so, we’ll still manage to pull off some good between us.
3. A drive for power/perfection.
(-__-) Okay, but as if this wasn’t going to be on here??? Like…Hold on…Now where did I put that–??
Ahhhh, there we go, that’s better.
So yeah, much like with Vergil’s strive and hunger for power, in a way, I have my own kind of strive similar to that involving the want and borderline need to be stronger and one obtain at least some level of perfection. Getting deeper into this, part of the reason why I’ve always been so fond of this power-hungry lil half-devil shit is because, oddly enough, over the years, I’ve found myself identifying with him more and more. While Vergil strives to become stronger, even now, I’ve always felt as though I’m not good enough, that I’m too weak or pathetic and need to become stronger if I’m ever going to get anywhere or become anyone or anything in my life. In a way, much like with Vergil, I find myself using this as something to keep me going, to give my life meaning and value; a purpose of sorts. And without it, without that strive to keep me going…A part of me just gets this idea of ‘What’s the point in going on when there’s nothing to keep you going on in the first place???”
While Vergil’s obsession over power may stem from having lost his mother at a young age and feeling guilty for not being strong enough to protect her, I feel like if I’m not constantly pushing myself to become stronger and more perfect in some way, then I have no value or purpose. Of course, I’ve learned by now that’s mostly just the insecurity, self-loathing, anxiety and depression all talking, but you get my point.
3 Things I don’t have in common with Vergil (*cough* the prettiest prince of darkness *cough*):
1. Being Fab as Fuck. (<—I literally dubbed him the ‘Overlord of Fab,’ callback post eeeyyyy what else did you expect from me???)
The man is fab as fuck. I am anything a living personified trashcan/part time potato in a dark blue hoodie, who hasn’t got a decent night’s sleep in god knows how long and instead spends ungodly hours fangirling over said man. Need I say more?
2. Being a half-demon/cambion.
If this one also wasn’t fucking obvious then idek. I wish I was, but sadly such is not the case ;( (which is fucking bullshit, but okay)
3. Dead parents.
Yup.
The title speaks for itself, folks.
While fortunately mine are alive and well at the moment, with how they’ve been acting recently I’ve been wishing otherwise a lil more and more, but then I’d be living on the streets, if not end up living with my even more conservative relatives for some time, so yeah…I’ll take what I can get until I can manage my on own.
And thus concludes this weeks dosage of Spade’s Unholy Fangirling. Stay tuned to see what other unholy fangirling hell demons I might just summon when given the opportunity.
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