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darkficsyouneveraskedfor · 8 months

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The Sticking Point 4

Warnings: this fic will include dark content such as noncon, possible violence, illness, death, bullying, ableism, and other elements. My warnings are not exhaustive, enter at your own risk.

This is a dark!fic and explicit. 18+ only. Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you.

Summary: You are sent in the place of your ailing sister to marry a stranger. (Regency AU)

Character: Loki

Note: It's Friday. I'll probably try to chill. Work is wild yall.

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There's a silence, weighed between three; Thor, Jane, and yourself. You feel is crushing you, resting across your chest, constricting your throat. You put your gloved fingertips on the table and rise.

"Pawdon," you cringe at your own voice, "I must see to my mother…"

Thor rises, Jane doesn't bother as she pats her stomach. You leave without further pretense. Your skirts ruffle around your slippers as you flee without true purpose.

It's an excuse. Your mother wouldn't want to see you, to be reminded of the burden she's left with. Your betrothed and his parents can hardly think better of the circumstance. Yet you loathe to think how it should be if this contract is declared null.

You enter the corridor and turn aimless towards the center of the house. Apart from the few rooms you've been shown into, you haven't much sense for the layout of the house. Loki never troubled to guide you and your mother kept herself cloistered up in her grief.

You shuffle forward. Perhaps a breath of fresh air or if you go so far as your chambers, you might hide in there. You proceed through to the drawing room and give pause. Low timbres in mid-hush, from behind a door not quite shut.

Your name escape the space between frame and clasp. You go no further, instead tiptoeing to hide behind a broad bookshelf, just between the hidden office and the entrance. You tamp down your breaths and listen, knowing you shouldn't, knowing you can only regret to hear the unbridled truth.

"...she can hardly speak a word…"

"Perhaps it is that you don't allow her too. You've always been one to do overly much speaking," Odin retorts, "Loki, have you considered her demureness may be a blessing? That the sort you are would do better with one who listens before they talk, eh? You could learn–"

"Father, she is not what I was promised."

"She holds the same bearing and she is not hideous. She's rather becoming, I think–"

"Oh yes, then why don't you have her? Have you tired of the maid already?"

"Careful, boy," Odin growls, "do not be so petulant. If you could restrain yourself you might realise what you've been given."

"A dumb mute–"

There's a strike of flesh on flesh. A grunt and a snarl, each from a different throat.

"She is to be your wife. Do not sow bitterness in the soil. You should pity that she must put up with an ingrate such as yourself. You are getting exactly as I promised, you will have your vineyard in Kyri, you will have an estate in tears when her father is regrettably gone… what else can I give you? Shall I cut my heart out?"

"If I refuse, I have Jade Park. It is mine by right."

"You haven't any right if you do not provide an heir to it," Odin rebuffs.

"She is not the only duke's daughter–"

"Of a dozen, I'm sure, but cruel as it is to say, they aren't all in queue for a second born."

"You needn't remind me. Thor has his pick, he may do as he pleases, and I get scraps!" Loki blusters, "fine, father, if only to rid myself of your mighty hand. I will marry and you will be gone from my estate. By my right!"

You press yourself to the wall and clamp your lips shut as Loki storms out. He has his hand on his cheek for a moment before tearing his fingers away. He does not look back as he crosses the chamber, stomping through the next doorway just as he sends a standing vase crashing to the floor with an angry swipe.

You stay stuck to the wall as you hear softer steps. It's too late to flee but the Grand Duke calls you out before you can think of it. Odin says your name just as he peeks around the bookcase.

"Apologies you had to witness my son's tantrum. At his age, you'd think he'd be past all that," he slants his lips tritely.

"Pawdon, yaw gwace, I didn't mean to intwude–"

"It mightn't have been your mission but along the way you did make the choice. I don't fault you that, curiosity is dangerous," he shakes his head, "I am ashamed, lady, to think my son is so stubborn and uncouth. It isn't how I've brought him up."

"It's… it's fine, yaw gwace, I know I am not… expected."

"Eh, none of us are, are we?" He tugs on his cravat with irritation, "what say you? Shall I show you the splendors of Jade Park as my sons steeps in his childishness?"

"Yaw gwace?"

"I presume you've not been given the proper look around. I admit my son is rightly jilted by me. I was rather reluctant to hand this over. It has ever been my most treasured property but even second sons need some value… and second daughters…" he offers his arm as he turns, "besides, it's been some years since a pretty young lady adorned my arm."

You look at his sleeve then his flinty hair. He does not censor himself but his truth is not mean. It is only just that. It is what is. You tuck your hand into the crook of his elbow and thank him softly.

"I should thank you, lady," he pats your hand, "I can appreciate someone who reveres silence."

He sets off, tugging you into step. You keep pace, comforted and for the first, at ease in this strange place. This place you must call home.

"We'll save the gardens, I've a little secret for you there."

🔹

“I must return to be sure the banns are read at perish, as they will be here,” your mother points Doreen to her luggage chest with her fan, giving a silent order. “Oh, to think, I must attend my daughter’s grave in the same week I sit to hear the other engaged.”

You’re silent, patient. You know it’s better to let your mother ramble than to interrupt. If any one cared to hear it, you might admit you’re not dismayed to see her leave.

“Be sure you behave. Your father and I made an effort to keep you aware of etiquette. Do mind your manners,” she chides.

“Yes, motha.”

“Oh, and…” she gives you a tortured look, “try to choose your words carefully.”

You nod. You know her meaning clearly. Avoid those syllables that underline your detriment.

“Good, good. Your father is devastated about your sister, you see? I must away.”

“I understand.”

“It isn’t so difficult to be a wife,” she comes close and looks you in your face, “it is part of being a woman. Give him an heir, or two, and you’ll have the rest of your life to be happy. Duty first.”

She touches your arm, squeezing it before she spins to remind Doreen not to forget her chain of pearls left on the vanity. You tuck your chin down and bite your lip.

Duty. What if your husband doesn’t do his? What if he cannot? If he is so repulsed by you, you might not even have the chance to provide him an heir.

🔹

As your mother departs, the Grand Duke and Duchess remain. The first son and Lady Jane take their leave as well, insisting on having the expectant wife home in case of a sudden labour. Even with a few additional guests, the house feels empty. You have only your novels and Doreen, and she is reticent company, a hard line drawn between you by status.

You tire of the pages. You’ve read them a dozen times at least. All of your books are well worn and near memorised. It’s easier to live in your head where you do not sound like a fool.

You approach the door and ponder without. You have a yearning to explore but a fear of what lays outside. You’ve never been much for social graces; you have neither tact nor eloquence. You tend to shy away and forget your posture.

You clutch the handle, battling your fear. You pull the door open, assured by the silence of the corridor, and emerge. You look right, then left, and turn to the former. You wander down to the door you recalled from your stroll with Odin.

The dark oak with the long vertical handles that spiraled at the top. You ease one open, edging quietly into the darkness within. You should’ve brought a candlestick but the windows allow enough light to limn the shelves and upholstered chairs around a single low table.

You wade through the dull hue and stop before a shelf nearest the window, shifting a book to read the spine. Swift. You’ve not read anything by that author. You slide it loose and flip back the cover and flutter past the front page; A Tale of a Tub imprinted into the sheet.

You squint as you turn to the first page of cramped font. You bend your neck and turn towards a light, not realising the glow moves towards you, only focus on the unraveling of letters before you. A shadow nears until you are drawn up by its umbrous presence.

“Oh!” You gasp in surprise.

Loki looks down his nose as he holds a candlestick. You peer past him to the dark rectangle of the doorway that leads to the attached sitting room. You give a sheepish look to the floor as he reaches for the book in your hand. You let him slide it free, his thumb hooked over the pages before he snaps it shut in his hand.

“Satire. A musing of theology and science. Hardly a woman’s novel,” he remands. “My mother may have something to your preference.”

You take a step back and look at the window, the sun yellow and warm through the pane. You bring one hand up your arm to pinch your sleeve nervously. He is cold and you will never be used to it. A whole life to be spent in the tempest of his distaste.

“Funny, you should be repulsed by me?” He snorts.

You face him and feel the crease between your brows. He lets his eyes drift to the ceiling and gives a scoff. He spins on his heel and sets the candlestick on a tall table between the shelves.

“Let us not pretend either of us are happy. Even if you say little, it is written across your face. I saw it the moment we met. Then I heard you speak and I knew it was all a great joke on my behalf.”

You frown and squeeze your arm, keeping your arm bent across your front, like a shield, “what did you see… when we met?”

He shoves the book back on the shelf. You watch the fabric of his vest strain between his shoulders, almost admire how he’s folded his sleeves to the elbow, though the tops remain bloused. He tilts his head and strides along the wall of books.

“You act so innocent. I don’t believe it, not like the rest. You sit and pout and mope, expecting everyone to coddle you, to feel bad for you. I do not.”

“I do not act–”

“You lie like any woman does. Let us be clear, my wife will not lie. Not to me.” He turns and crosses his arms, leaning on the bookshelf, hooking one foot over the other. He takes a breath and lets it out slowly. “You will be quiet unless given leave to speak. I needn’t be further embarrassed. My father and brother have always made certain I am derided, you will not join them.”

“Loki–”

“Lord Laufeyson, husband, nothing else. Not your companion, not some kindred spirit, not anything but a convenience. A duty,” he raises a long finger as he speaks, “once I get a child on you, then we will be very much as we were before. Separate. Can you understand me?”

You bite down as hard as you can, until your jaw hurts. He speaks to you in the same tone your father used when he was agitated. He treats you like a child and yet, as Odin said, he acts like one himself. Spoiled and mean.

“I am not stupid, yaw gwace,” you say.

He narrows his eyes and stands straight, gripping his hips as he glares at you, “we’ve said all we need to say. You may go.”

You don’t move. Not right away. You don’t know why you don’t. Your heart is drumming and your ears are tingling.

“I am dismissing you,” he sneers.

You stare. Still regardless of the sharpness to his lilt.

He pulls his hands off his hips and balls them, posturing as he takes a step forward. You wince as a spasm of anger tics in his cheek.

You let the tension out of your jaw and drop your arm straight. You surrender but you do not hang your head as you turn to leave. You walk stiffly towards the door. As you reach it, he speaks again.

“Do not come in here again,” he bids.

You do not answer. You don’t argue. You don’t look back. You just go.

#loki #dark loki #dark!loki #loki x reader #fic #dark fic #dark!fic #series #the sticking point #au #mcu #marvel #thor #jane foster #odin #frigga #avengers

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abyzou-abmmaron · 1 year

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Dante x Reader

Fem!Reader.

For contest: Reader is a demon hunter

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Prompt: You had a huge crush on the boy, Nero, but after a broken heart when he confessed his love for Kyrie, you found yourself to be going out with Dante for drinks in a weird attempt to get the boy out of your head.

Warning: A bit of angst, SFW, body insecurity, age gap

[Reader is 20-25 and Dante is 42-47]

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There you were again, texting Nero, ‘listening’ to his thoughts and how he loves Kyrie, he is more than happy to share everything that made him fall for Kyrie. Everything you were not.

He can’t help it, it is not his fault. He doesn’t know about your feelings, for him you see him as he sees you and nothing more, he genuinely likes you, just not as you wish he did. If he knew everything he would make sure to treat you differently to avoid hurting you, yet you are not brave enough to tell him the truth, so you stick with the love advice and cry in your room.

It got to the point where Nico realized what happened, she was such a great friend, she could smell your depression and low self esteem from afar and quickly made a move to help you.

Living with Nero and her in her van wasn’t helping at all, it made it worse, you could see how happy the boy was and that killed you. Nico loved having you around but it was killing you. She took the opportunity (called “Nero is not here, you will talk about it!” inside her head) and walked towards you, grabbing the phone from your hands.

“Y/N, I will, politely, kick you out of my van for a while!” - She said

“W-what?! Why?? You know I am not doing good an-“

“No worries, sweetheart, we are going out, girls night, you need it. I honestly don’t know what you saw on that boy, he is annoyingly angry all the time”

“He’s not like this with her…”

“Oh girl, it is worse than I thought” - Nico grabbed you by the arm and managed to make you dress up, making sure you wore no makeup so you don’t have anything to ruin with tears.

You loved how Nico just genuinely got worried about you.

After a few minutes you two got out of the van, you were put together, well dressed, it even made you feel a little better.

Entering the famous “Drunken Sailor” bar you two don’t take long to grab some drinks and hear straight to the pool table.

“Hey! Look what we have here!” - You hear a familiar voice and turn around.

“Dante!!” Nico says and runs to give him a high five. “You came!”

“You invited him?” You said to Nico, giving him a wave.

“Oh come on, I live girls night” - Dante replied. “I heard you have a broken heart to heal, let’s drink everything this bar has.”

“You fucking told him?!” You say.

“Oh, y/n, don’t worry, I did not tell him it was because of Nero” Nico said

“NICO!! YOU JUST DID!!” You scream-whisper to your friend.

Dante burst out laughing.

“Nero? Oh y/n I thought you had better taste, what did you see in him” Dante grabbed a beer and took a sip after the sentence.

“Oh lord I feel so embarrassed right now” - You try to hide your shame behind your hands. Needless to say you failed.

🪰🪰🪰🪰🪰🪰🪰🪰🪰

After a while, you three were sitting on a couch with a few empty cups on the table at the Devil May Cry, Nico was so wasted it didn’t take long for Dante to convince her to go take a nap upstairs.

It was 4 AM, you were drinking soda to stop the dizziness, Dante was on the couch, feet up on the table. He decided to break the silence.

“So… Y/N… You have a thing for Nero then. How come?”

“What do you mean?” He could hear the drunkenness from your voice.

“What made you feel like this? Nico mentioned how bad you were feeling, I kinda got worried about it, you are always so nice to everyone, you helped me a lot during missions.”

“Fuck Nero! Fuck him! Fuck this feelings! Fuck everything!” The alcohol made you a bit angry, but you did mean what you said. It’s been weeks that you were feeling bad, you just wish it could stop.

“Woah, where did this come from?” Dante laughed a bit.

“I don’t know, I’m just tired”

“Of what?”

“Of feeling like this, of always being the second option. Everyone I like doesn’t like me back, it’s been like this ever since I’ve been here.”

“Woah, I didn’t… I… I’m sorry, y/n'' Dante fixed his posture, now sitting with his elbows on his knees and facing you. “Look, you are gorgeous, funny, smart and a great friend, fuck even Vergil likes you, that man likes no one”.

“Tell him to drop his skincare routine if he really does” You say

Dante laughs.

“Oh man, see? You’re amazing y/n.”

“Thanks for the words, but I don’t believe you.” You get ready to get up when he grabs you by the arm.

“Hey hey hey, calm down kid, you are drunk, believing in what I said or not, I can’t let you walk home by yourself that way.”

“What? No. I am not going home, Nero’s there, I’m heading towards your fridge dummy.”

“Oh” He laughed and let you go. “Okay then.”

“I don’t want to see him for a while, or talk to him, but I have no better place to be or better stuff to do.” You said, grabbing a cup of water. “If I pay the rent, can I stay here?”

“You are drunk, we can discuss it after you sober up, Kid”

“Come on Dante” you are now heading towards the sofa again. “I can pay it.”

“I am sure you do, you are actually very responsible, but don’t make drunk deals, y/n”

“Dante, I am just tired, I want to make something about it, I can’t feel like this anymore I hate it.”

“Oh shit I am gonna regret this” Dante mumbled to himself while rubbing his hand on his face. “Sure you can stay for a while, until you manage to forget my dumb ass nephew.”

“Thanks, grandpa” You mocked him.

“Hey! I am not 50 yet!” He laughed.

“You want me to call you Daddy?” You did not realize the double meaning of what you just said, but Dante did.

“I might… be too old for you? That way??” Dante blushed and nervously laughed.

Just then you realized what you just said.

Blushing, you replied. “No, that was not what I meant. I was jus-“

“It’s okay, I am too much of a dirty mind”

“Wow, I got rejected again, even though I wasn’t really flirting” The alcohol and the low self esteem made you feel bad again, the situation wasn’t that deep, yet you couldn’t stop feeling this bad about yourself.

Dante felt bad for taking this the way he did, now he feels stupid.

“That was not what I meant, I was also joking… I just… You just took me off guard, that is all. I’m sorry y/n”

“Hm” You replied. It did not matter what he said, you were feeling too bad about yourself to care.

“Y/n, I mean it, I wasn’t trying to make you feel rejected”

“Yeah. I don’t know Dante. I feel like an unattractive blob right now”

Dante stood up right in front of you, putting both his hands at both your cheeks in an awkward way, making you look at him.

“Fuck I am going to regret this, but, listen kid, you are attractive as fuck! I wish I could kiss you since I’ve met you. But you are friends with my nephew, that would be awkward as hell. That boy is a pussy, ever since I realized the way you looked at him I got angry, like, what did he do to steal the attention of such a woman? It makes me feel bad that you feel so disgusted about yourself, you shouldn’t base how worthy you are based on how men want you. Yet, here I am, saying that I wish I could kiss you right now.”

“You are lying” Tears begin to form in your eyes “You are trying to make me feel better”

“I do am making you feel better, but don’t call me liar, y/n”

“I do not believe in y…”

“Can I kiss you then?”

“W-what?” You were confused and scared.

“Come on, can I? I understand if you don’t wa-“

You grabbed his shirt and pulled him for a kiss, it was your first, and he could tell by how nervous you were and how awkward it was.

That made it even better for him.

You could feel his smile and it made you stop.

“No~ Why would you stop? That was so good” His voice melted. “Can we do it again?”

“Y-yeah, we… we can”

That night you realized that Nero really wasn’t that big of a deal, but holy shit how good it was with Dante.

“We can watch a movie if you want to too.” Dante said.

“Let’s stick with the kissing please, for now, Dante.”

“If you insist”

#dmc devil may cry #fanfic #dmc x reader #dante x you #dante x reader #dante sparda x reader #fluff #dmc fluff #dmc x oc

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leefi · 4 months

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INCREDIBLY HIGH FIDELITY CULPRIT CULPABILITY TEST

NEAR THE END OF CHAPTER 3. INCREDIBLY MATHEMATIC CULPRIT PLAUSIBILITY LIST

Strong Motive:

Rosa (+4)

Eva (+4)

Natsuhi (+4)

Kanon (+4)

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^ (the divider line is here because i dont like grouping kinzo with kanon+the girls)

Kinzo (+4)

Considerable Motive:

Shannon (+3)

Rudolf (+3)

Kyrie (+3)

Hideyoshi (+3)

Pretty Weak:

Battler (+2)

Nanjo (accomplice?) (+2)

Gohda (+2)

Weak:

Genji (accomplice?) (+1)

Krauss (+1)

Kuma (+1)

Jeshi (+1)

Jorjie (+1)

Impossible:

Maria (unwitting accomplice?) (0)

Considerable island knowledge:

Kinzo (+4)

Krauss (+3)

Kumasawa (+3)

Genji (+3)

Natsuhi (+3)

Shannon (+3)

Jessica (+3)

Moderate Island Knowledge:

Kanon (+2)

Gohda (+2)

Rosa (+2)

Eva (+2)

Rudolf (+2)

weak Island knowlege:

Nanjo (0)

Battler (0)

George (0)

Maria (0)

Hideyoshi (0)

Kyrie (0)

Considerable key knowledge:

Genji (+3)

Kumasawa (+3)

Shannon (+3)

Kanon (+3)

Gohda (+3)

Kinzo (presumably) (+3)

Moderate key knowledge:

Natsuhi (+2)

Jeshka (+2)

Low key knowledge:

Everyone else (0)

WOULD IT BE FUNNY?

Rosa: neut

Eva: neut

Natsuhi: YES (+1)

Kanon: no but he gets another point cause hes my special boy (+1)

Kinzo: no

Shanny: yes let girls have hobbies (+1)

Rudolf: YES with all the shitty one-liners he'd give as he's killing them (+1)

Kyrie: no but itd be cunt

Hideyoshi: no

Battler: so funny. (+1)

SURPRISE CYBORG NANJO: YES (+1)

Gohda: no. only when this man cowers is he funny (-10 billion)

Genjers: yes (+1)

Krauss: no

Kuma: yes (+1)

Jeshi: yes let girls have hobbies (+1)

Jorjie: no

KINZO: 11 KANON: 10 SHANNON: 10 NATSUHI: 10 GENJI: 8 (ACCOMPLICE? MOTIVE WEAK) KUMA: 8 EVA: 6 ROSA: 6 RUDOLF: 6 JESSICA: 6 BATTLER: 3. PROTAG BUMP: 5 KRAUSS: 4 KYRIE: 3 I DON'T LIKE THAT SHE HAS THE SAME SCORE AS HIDEYOSHI. FOUR HIDEYOSHI: 3 NANJO: 3 GEORGE: 1 GOHDA: 7 -10 BILLION. i can't believe he ranked higher than all the siblings this method is so flawed MARIA: 0

#ONLY ON EP 3 PLEASE NO SPOILIES <3 #woof #umineko #screen readable text under the cut

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polarisbibliotheque · 1 year

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Hello. For your Spotify Wrapped Game, how about 4 with Dante. By the way, thank you for all your writting, I really enjoy it 😊

Hello, my dear!! I'm always so happy to see you here, I enjoy your presence in the bibliotheque ^^ thank you so much for all the love always and thank you for the request of the Spotify Wrapped!!

It took me some time, but here it is \o/

I gotta get used to write smaller stuff

Spotify Wrapped Special: 4, Dante - Baker Street Extended Mix, by Undercover

Pairing: Dante x Reader

Summary: To maintain your incredible physique and stamina while fighting demons, you and Dante must exercise regularly. He often forgets you're human, though.

Author's notes: I wheezed when I noticed it was Dante with the very 90's dance remix of Baker Street, since Vergil's first Devil May Dance edition was with Baker Street - the non dance-y version of it. Oh, I love when fate makes oposite-complimentary twins so obvious *sighs*

About the Song: Originally by Gerry Rafferty, Baker Street is a song with a catchy saxophone riff and lyrics that are quite existential about life and its changes. It has a mixed version by Undercover, the one in question, and being a child of the 90's I'd say I listened more to this version in the early 00's rather than the original one. Love 'em both, though.

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4, Dante - Baker Street Extended Mix, by Undercover

“Dante, I love you… But my energy levels are close to zero today.”

You were practically being dragged by your red devil – Dante held your wrist and got you walking alongside him as he guided you to the center of the shop. The upbeat music took over the Devil May Cry, but you just wanted to sit down and sleep.

Probably on his chair, feet on his desk. The classic.

“Nah, babe, can’t let you slack off like that!” Turning back at you, Dante stood with both hands on his hips. “It’s trainin’ time. Gotta get those muscles strong enough to fight demons.”

“I’m already strong enough to fight demons.” You pointed out, raising one of your eyebrows. “I’d gladly train with you, but I’m really tired, Dante. I feel like I’m gonna collapse on the floor at any moment now.”

“See, I can’t let that happen to my sweet muffin, can I?” He winked back at you; a cheesy smile glistening on his lips.

“Sweet muffin…?” Oh yes, you were judging, now with your hands on your hips. “Really…?”

“Oh, yeah. Sweet muffins are as delicious as ya, babe!” His answer came with Dante starting to move his hips from side to side on the rhythm of the song. You never thought the remix of Baker Street would be so fitting for his fitness sessions, but there you were.

“Jeez, who are you now?! Jane Fonda?!” You had to laugh back as Dante did the same, trying to get you to move alongside him.

“I’m gonna be if I need to! Leotard and everythin’!” He pointed back at you, making you laugh even more. You had to give in, moving slightly. “C’mon! Gotta get some energy goin’!”

With those words, Dante took his shirt off, throwing it back on his desk, standing side by side with you. While watching, you just sighed in response, rolling your eyes.

“That’s low, you devil.”

“Hey, I do what I gotta do.” Dante winked back at you. “C’mon. Let’s start with a couple of jumpin’ jacks.”

“Yeah, why not kill me right at the start…!” You complained but accompanied him either way.

Exercising with Dante was always fun. He liked keeping it fun and upbeat, choosing high energy songs and mostly strength exercises you were both used to.

Even so, following him wasn’t an easy task. You often talked about that with Kyrie: sometimes, Nero decided to train alongside her, and she always had a hard time. Kyrie wasn’t weak nor in a bad cardio shape, but keeping up with Nero… It was a thing in itself.

You immediately understood when she talked about it with you for the first time. Training with Dante was a pain – you and Kyrie did different kinds of trainings, but even if the Spardas said they would keep it light for humans, they had a hard time knowing what light meant physically.

Lady later joined that conversation, mentioning the very few times she made the mistake of going to a local gym with Trish – the devil never seemed to get tired and lifting weights was so easy, every bodybuilder at the place ended up overworking themselves trying to prove they could lift more than Trish. Long story short, they couldn’t and ended up in the hospital while the devil woman left for tea and macarons with Lady post workout.

And Lady didn’t do half of the things Trish did but looked like she had just ran a marathon three times in a row. Trish was barely blushing.

Living with devils really wasn’t easy for humans like yourselves.

“Ei, you’re doin’ pretty good today, hot stuff. Dunno why you were complainin’.” Dante winked at you as he finished the jumping jacks, ready to start a new set of exercises. You just rolled your eyes.

“You say this all the time, red devil.” You placed your hands on your hips, already feeling your breath accelerated. Dante, in the other hand, was completely normal. “I’m always doing pretty well for a human.”

“That’s ‘cause you’re awesome, babe.” With those words, he placed a quick peck on your forehead, before starting moving around once more. “C’mon. We’re just startin’.”

“I’m gonna regret this, I’m pretty sure…” You shook your head, sighing. He was an endless ball of energy when depression didn’t hit.

When it did, though, it was almost impossible to get Dante off his chair. He was an immovable force tossed on the big Devil May Cry desk and there wasn’t much you could do – although, you could always find a way to grab him out of his deepest nightmares.

There was a reason why you would always follow him around whenever Dante was that happy and wanted to dance, exercise, go out, have fun or whatever. It warmed your soul – no matter how much he tired you physically. While watching him move in the rhythm of the saxophone blasting through the shop, you couldn’t stop yourself from smiling upon watching him smile.

You would never say you’d be one to experience real love. But there was something about wanting to smile when you saw someone you cherished so much smiling as well. The fact he was happy made you happy, no matter how gray the day was. And if that wasn’t real love, you’d argue you didn’t know what love was, then.

“See? You are doin’ great!” Dante couldn’t spend time doing something with you without praising – it was something inherent in him. If you could smile only watching him smile, he could drown in happiness whenever he saw you blushing and letting yourself free around him. That was real love for Dante. “Ready for some push-ups?”

“Oh, c’mon! Now you’re definitely tryna kill me!” You had to laugh it off, although preparing yourself. Taking your shirt off, you threw it on the couch and cracked your fingers.

“Ha! You’re all talk, I know!” Starting a weird dance, you had to laugh back when he started talking again. “C’mon, don’t give up now! We have a long way to go and you’re doin’ amazing, hottie!”

“Not giving up, Jane Fonda! Let’s go!”

Of course, you would do push ups in your own human way, while Dante leaned his feet on his desk, hands on the floor, just warming up his muscles, as he would say.

You learned the hard way his official way of doing push ups was against a wall, feet high on the air – a push up in a handstand. During those days, you would just lean on his desk and read something while he exercised with metal music blasting through the shop – those were the days Dante took his exercising seriously and you just allowed him to do whatever his devilish stamina allowed and needed him to do to keep him in shape.

With your hands on your hips again, you were already sweaty, blushed and needing a little break to breath normally once more. Dante just got up and it seemed like he hadn’t even started.

“Need a break, gorgeous?”

“Yeah, a quick one…” You sighed while wiping some sweat off your forehead.

You didn’t expect, though, to be swept off your feet in your strong red devil’s arms.

“Dante…!”

“I love dancin’ with ya, babe!”

There was a golden laugh in his voice that made you giggle in response while holding tightly to his shoulder and hand. Dante intertwined his fingers with yours, spinning with you in the floor of the Devil May Cry – the song carrying you both in that lovely feeling of having each other.

Living with devils wasn’t always easy. Living with Dante, though, was always delightful.

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March! This was very close to being 3 hours, 31 minutes but then some cool new tracks released so they were added and we ended at 3:35.

Anyway, obvi the primary goal here was to include 'Brutus' by The Buttress as track fifteen. Ides, babyyyy. Really tried to work a lot of Ides of March and March as Spring in here. I felt very clever opening with De La Soul's 'The Magic Number' (it's three like the month).

I encountered some new and old faves this month, always stoked to find new bands and to discover new covers - Grace Slick covering 'Nature Boy,' do you KNOW how amped teen me would have been??!! Overall this might be the most "concept album" of monthly playlists I've done and I'm quite pleased with it! Also this cover is maybe my current favourite thing.

Anyway here's a link to March's playlist on Spotify, with the track list below the cut.

And also embedded, if you like that sort of thing:

'The Magic Number' - De La Soul

Poison' - Bell Biv DeVoe

'Sussudio - 2016 Remaster' - Phil Collins

'Change the Channel' - Cheryl Lynn

'I Don't Wanna Stop (feat. Kylie Auldist)' - The Bamboos

'Spooky (Single Version)' - Dusty Springfield

'Groove Is In The Heart / California Girls' - Crocodiles

'kiss me thru the phone' - Skatune Network

'Mr. Brightside' - Izzy Perri

'Vitamin C - 2004 Remastered Version' - CAN

'8 Million Stories' - A Tribe Called Quest

'Bored' - Ari Abdul

'Nobody Wants to Die a Martyr' - Dead On A Sunday

'Afilando Los Cuchillos' - Residents de calle

'Brutus' - The Buttress

'The Quick & The Dead' - Ladyhawke

'The Court - Dark-Side Mix' - Peter Gabriel

'Things I Don't Remember' - Ugly Casanova

'Napolese' - Ochre

'Narcissist, Baby (Altruistic Mix) - Cal's Version)' - Boy Jr.

'No One's Gonna Know' - Tristen

'Spring Break' - Bart Graft

'EYES' - The Blaze

'Strange Overtones' - David Byrne

'A Ghost Story' - Nick Lutsko

'Nature Boy' - Grace Slick

'Cloudbusting' - Kate Bush

'Saint Jimmy O' - Bonus Track' - Cobalt Chapel

'I Feel Love - Edit' - Disco Culture

'We Can Get Down' - A Tribe Called Quest

'Infinite Realm of Incomprehensible Suffering' - Clown Core

'Love Lasts Forever' - All Saints

'What Do You Do When Love Dies' - Dusty Springfield

'Heavy Metal' - Bart Graft

'Cloudbreak' - Ochre

'Bangalter: Mythologies: XIII. Le Minotaure' - Thomas Bangalter

'Quick Decisions' - Izzy Perri

'Paper Unicorn' - Ochre

'Deeper Shadows' - Jaakko Eino Kalevi

'Hopelessly Devoted to You' - The Orion Experience

'Hooves' - Sir Chloe

'Dammit (After Dark)' - Dead On A Sunday

'HAZE' - The Blaze

'Red Rain' - Peter Gabriel

'Post Hero' - Kettel

'$1 One Vote!' - The The

'Diadems' - Megadeth

'Lay Low' - Tiësto

'Kyrie' - Mr. Mister

'Purgatory' - Tyler Childers

'Fast As You Can' - Fiona Apple

'Tether Beat' - Twin Shadow

'Dreamland' - Dreamtale

'To the Throat' - Feminazgul

'So Happy I Could Die' - Lady Gaga

'Échame La Culpa' - Luis Fonsi

'Eye For An Eye (Single from John Wick: Chapter 4 Original Motion Picture Soundtrack)' - Rina Sawayama

#meche makes playlists #syndicated from subscription sites #playlists #this is my new favourite playlist cover #Spotify

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coluber-constrictor-foxii · 7 months

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Thinking about how autistic is Kyrie.

I mean, she literally said that "feelings are much more complicated than chess", a lot of times throughout umineko, she was portrayed viewing social interactions as mind games - she has to say X in order to gain/get person saying Y, etc etc etc. Her overly logical view of social interactions really feels like masking!

Also, low empathy. Like, in 4 game for example, Rudolf and Natsuhi killed the first, and Krause portrayed suppressing his feelings, while Kyrie kinda too, but she's a lot quicker adapt to situation. Also 7 and 8 games. I can't explain, but like. Make so much sense to me.

#kyrie ushiromiya #umineko

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masquerain-with-a-mask · 7 months

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Day 4 of cringetober hiiiiii prompt was angel x demon I'm late I know :)))))

RIPTIDE

ANYBODY WANNA HEAR ABOUT RIPTIDE ?

IF YOU DO I'M GONNA BE DROPPING RIPTIDE LORE UNDER THE CUT

So, you know how I sometimes mentioned a devil may cry/dmc devil may cry crossover? That's Riptide

Basic setting is that reboot Vergil ends up in the classic dmc timeline post dmc4 as a child after somehow managing to travel between the two verse with the Yamato with all his memories because Sparda didn't/failed to wipe both he and Dante memories, and because of that, Vergil (who quickly ends up being nicknamed Vee) is not having a good time

Meanwhile in the reboot timeline, Dante isn't having a much better time as a kid on the streets. He meets Kat in limbo during one of her projection in there, he helps her out with the whole situation she has going on with her dad being a demon and all that and when they're around 17 they create the DmC, which is pretty much the same as The Order, but with a much more hands-on approach since they don't have the same tools Vergil has in the reboot. They run it under the pseudonyms Tony and Lady (yes, Kat gets a rocket launcher if you wonder) and that's where these two come in ; that's Nero and Kyrie, also known under the pseudonyms Angelo and Alice.

They're respectively a half-demon and a half-angel hybrids who work with the DmC in exchange for help with keeping low. And that's where I kinda cheated in the prompt because these two are not shipped together in Riptide, at least not in the reboot, they're colorcoded besties.

#rambles #my art #dmc #dmc devil may cry #dmc reboot #devil may cry #cringetober #cringetober 2023 #alternate universe

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skvaderarts · 10 months

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Petrichor Chapter 47: Renaissance

Chapter 47: Renaissance

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Note: Hey, everyone! I hope you enjoy the chapter! I’m curious to see what you think…

Not my forgetful ass not realizing that it was Wednesday! So this is going up at 4:50 in the morning on Thursday. Sorry everyone! The chapter was done on Monday, but I just didn't realize what day of the week it was.

Within five minutes time, the small striped trolly rounded the corner, pulling to a stop in front of the duo. They boarded and thanked the driver with a set of silent nods, making their way towards the back where they could potentially find more privacy in the form of fewer eyes upon them. There had been a few glances as they’d boarded, but not a single word spoken between any of them. Still, it was their prerogative to maintain as much privacy as possible.

The trolley didn’t require payment, a perk of the local area that neither of them had considered before deciding to take this little trip. Sirrus was already privy to this fact despite not bringing it up at any point. But it wasn’t something he was concerned with edgewise. One way or another they would have reached their destination.

They settled into their seats just as the vehicle started to pull away from the curb and back onto the road. And within a minute the trolly had reached the main road, turning and beginning its slightly steep descent down towards its intended destination.

Looking out of the window as they headed down towards the shoreline, V leaned his head against the cool glass, settling in for the rest of the ride. He was as comfortable as he could possibly be considering that he was riding on public transportation. Sirrus glanced over at him as they both sat there quietly, still amused by his companion’s silent excitement. He had calmed down a bit now, and neither of them were currently dying of laughter any longer, but he could still feel the optimism pouring off of him in waves. And that brought a soft, slight smile to his face.

He was glad they were doing this.

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The light that filtered through the trees above them was ever so lightly warm, the breeze cool. There were barely any leaves left now, most of them fallen to the ground, now having settled wherever they possibly could. The grass was damp and dry moisture hung in the air, the low humidity just enough to hold it there.

The little ones had wanted to go to the park. They didn’t care about the rain. In fact, as far as they were concerned, it was a bonus. Plenty of puddles to splash in and large piles of wet leaves to dive into.

They had been enjoying their time in the neighborhood for the last few days. It had been a welcome change of pace after departing from the Ludwig Estate once things had calmed down. And as Kyle, Carlo, and Julio all ran and bumbled about, climbing all over every available surface of the playground equipment, Kyrie sat on a nearby bench, simply enjoying the fresh air and the sound of chirping birds, the crisp air on her skin. This was nice. No responsibilities or commitments for once. Just genuine, quality family time. She wished that it could always be like this.

Just then, Nero came to a stop in front of her, half jogging as he was chased away from the play equipment by the two oldest additions to their little adopted family. The two boys then grabbed their little brother and ran back towards the slide, their conversation overlapping as they yelled back and forth at one another about… something. Who was to say? Did anyone ever truly know what children were talking about to one another? It was doubtful that even they knew, and they were the ones speaking to one another.

“Hey, Kyrie. That book any good?” He asked, flopping down next to her on the bench. It was one of those metal park benches designed to torment you via the medium of hundreds of tiny little holes that made sure you couldn’t sit on it comfortably at all.

She glanced up from the book in question, putting a piece of paper in it to mark the page before putting it back into her shoulder bag. She then turned to Nero, her full attention on him as she smiled, giggling at his playfully silly demeanor as he pretended to not look at her, feining an aloof personality.

“Oh, yes! It was, but I think I’ll put it away. I don’t want the moisture in the air to ruin the pages.”

“What’s it about?” He inquired, not having caught anything other than a glimpse at the cover. She’d been skimming through it for the last few days when she had a few quiet minutes to herself. It had to be pretty interesting, if only by virtue of the fact that she kept going back to it. Or perhaps she was just morbidly curious? She looked as though she were unsure as to how to answer that question the longer she considered it.

“I… can’t really describe it just yet. I don’t think I’ve read enough of it to understand. It’s very interesting, though. Once I’ve finished a few more chapters I think I’ll be able to explain it a bit better.” She blushed slightly, shrugging. It was the truth. She just wished that she did have more she could say. It wasn’t much of an answer, as far as she was concerned.

Nero nodded in both consideration and confirmation. He’d read books like that before. Books with a great feel to them that you couldn’t really describe; something nearly impossible to put into words than to say that it was good and a worthwhile usage of your spare time. But as far as he was concerned, if she liked it, then it was a good book. “Sounds good to me.”

The two of them sat there next to one another, watching the children play and enjoying the atmosphere they currently occupied. And as Nero glanced between the little ones and the love of his life, he caught the slightest glimpse of something in her face that he couldn’t place, but he noticed it nonetheless.

“Something on your mind? You look kinda worried.” Nero couldn’t help but say something. It mattered to him what she thought and how she felt. He couldn’t always do something about it, but he always wanted her to know that he cared, not that he ever doubted that she knew that.

“Not worried…” She trailed off, her mind distant and her eyes staring off at something so far in the distance that it might have only been there in her mind. Her demeanor didn’t seem troubled in the sense that she was worried or upset, but she did seem ever so slightly tense, almost as though she was considering something strongly. He hoped that if she was, she would tell him. Nero wasn’t even sure he could ever be upset with Kyrie. “It’s just something that’s been on my mind for the last day or so. I don’t want to trouble you.”

“You could never bother me, Kyrie. You can tell me anything. What’s on your mind?”

“I… I like it here. On the mainland, I mean. It’s so different from Fortuna. But maybe that’s a good thing.” She seemed at a loss as to how to explain what she was thinking and feeling, so she just spoke, trying her best to communicate it. “I know I must sound crazy, and you probably think I’m running a fever or that I’ve been out in the cold for too long, but… “

Nero stared at her, his eyes slightly wider than they had been previously and a quiet look of absolute disbelief on his face. He got the impression that he knew where she was going with this, but he needed to actually hear those words come out of her mouth. They’d both grown up in Fortuna. Their whole lives had been there up until the last handful of years. To even suggest that; to even consider that… Could she really be thinking…

“Could you ever see us here? That we could start over someplace else? Somewhere like this?” She spread out her arms, gesturing towards everything around them, indicating nothing in particular, but he understood either way. Her intentions were very clear, and she wore her heart on her sleeve.

I just… maybe there are parts of our lives that we would be happier without? Maybe things that we can’t forget but we can leave behind? They will always be with us because they are a part of who we are now, but maybe…” She became quiet for a moment, looking down at the ground as she trembled just a bit, her voice still as soft as ever but carrying a conviction Nero had heard before, but never quite like this. “Maybe the people that we love who we’ve lost would want us to be happy.”

Nero instantly understood now. He couldn’t help but understand. A part of his heart clenched at the very thought. Yes. He knew exactly what and who she was talking about. And that was significant. Kyrie liked nothing less than talking about what had happened to her brother. He was still glad that she hadn’t had to see that. It still tore him apart that he hadn’t been able to do more; to do something at all. He knew that she thought about it. She tried to hide it, but he knew it had wounded her deeply to lose him, especially after what had happened to their parents. Credo had been her hero. Her protector. Her savior.

And now he was just… gone.

He would never meet Kyle, Calro, and Julio. They would never spend time together again. She would never speak to him and squeeze him tightly as she threw her arms around him in a tight, loving embrace again. There wasn’t even a body in his grave. Dante had told him that he’d just turned into golden dust and drifted away, his sacrifice perhaps granting him the peace he’d more than earned after everything he’d given to protect them. He’d forsake himself, his faith, and even his very soul, but even with that ambition there was a line he wouldn’t cross. There were people he loved too much to throw away because the world wasn’t worth saving without them. No matter how hard of a time he gave Nero, he’d loved him. He’d died for him. And his final wish had been to save them, a task he’d entrusted to Dante in much the same way that protecting his sister and Nero had once been passed to him by his parents when they’d been killed in a demon attack. And a torch that Nero had taken up without being asked or any hint of hesitation.

Nero would always protect and cherish her. And he would go wherever she needed him to go. Not because he owed her, but because it was just who he was. She was his everything. And she could be his everything anywhere.

“I’ll go anywhere you go, Kyrie. I think I understand what you mean.” Nero said, giving her a sincere and understanding look. He felt a similar pain in his heart. He could never truly understand how she felt since they both processed their grief differently and she had known Credo longer, but he did understand her desire to start anew. She was right. They couldn’t forget their past, and a part of him would never even think to try and do so, but they could bring it with them somewhere new. The good and the bad. It would always be a part of them, but they didn’t have to linger in its sorrowful shadow forever.

“Do… you really mean that, Nero.” She looked both shocked and touched. She wasn’t quite tearing up, but her tone of voice betrayed the flood of emotion that she was barely holding back.

He placed his hand on her shoulder gently, looking her in the eyes as he pulled her into a gentle hug. The sky was starting to darken a bit and the wind had grown colder and stronger. A storm was clearly rolling in. “Of course I do, Kyrie. Let’s get out of here before it storms. The sky is getting pretty dark. I think we have a lot to talk about.”

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Kyrie deserves to be bold and brave and to express what she wants to do for once, I think. Maybe shooting that demon helped her realize that! I’m curious to see what you all think! Let me know in the comments, and I’ll see you next Friday! Also, I have something fun planned for the next chapter. I just wanted to check back in with Nero first. I just realized that It’s been FOREVER… I wonder what everyone else is up to. Thanks for your answers to the aquarium question! They were fun hehe! Take care and I’ll see you soon! And thanks as always for reading! Sorry for any mistakes. My editing brain isn’t working! I’ll try to catch them, but if you see anything big, please let me know! Bye bye!

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What I Would Add To/Change About: Devil May Cry 4

Good day! It’s January 31st, and I actually remembered this year! What did I remember?

THE BIRTHDAY OF THE BESTEST WHITE-HAIRED DEMON KILLING BOY EVER (OF WHICH THERE ARE MANY, BUT HE IS THE BEST!)!!!!!!!!!!

In non-squeeing terms, it’s the fifteenth anniversary of Devil May Cry 4, quite possibly the most divisive of the franchise (non-rebooted)!

My thoughts?

...Did the squeeing not make it obvious?

I LOVE this game!

My first Devil May Cry game, and it was a great investment! Not only did I find a new franchise to fall in love with, but it’s what got me interested in hack and slash games in the first place! Thanks to this one, I expanded my tastes to a whole new genre!

Sure, it has it’s flaws. I know, they are pretty obvious *cough* rushed development *cough*. Even so, this is my comfort game and I want to talk about it and criticize it with all the respect it deserves. Now let’s get into it!

This is all just my own personal opinion and if you disagree with me, that’s perfectly okay! If you’d like to talk about a point I made, please let me know, but please try to respect my opinion as I respect yours.

Alright! Let’s do this!

Come on!

SPOILERS AHEAD!

As per usual, let’s start with all the things that this game did wonderfully!

NERO!!!

NERO, NERO, NERO!!!!

NERONERONEROOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!

...I like Nero. (๑꧆◡꧆๑)

Just gonna say it, DMC4 Dante is best Dante, I will hear nothing else. The man was born to be a funcle, it is the obvious path of his character development.

Also he looks cool as a cowboy, I don’t care what anyone says; that look is iconic.

Trish and Lady are back! Re-occuring characters are a thing now!

And DANG! They look hot. Love the outfits! They always look good!

Opera! That whole opening sequence, my boy is a remorseless demon killer who is also such a sweetie pie who gets his girlfriend presents! D’aww!

Fortuna is gorgeous. The bright colors and changing environments really helped this game differentiate itself from the others, but the gothic elements still tie it in. And the enemies blend in while still clearly being obvious they don’t belong in the Human World.

DEVIL BRINGER! The most cathartic gaming mechanic ever! There is nothing more satisfying than getting your enemies health low and pressing that blessed button. All those beautiful combos, savagely ripping enemies apart...perfect for my bloodthirsty son.

Ah, the classic “Church is Evil” trope Japan so loves. Never gets old.

MUSIC! Vocal character themes! That play as you slay!

And man, I love it when a character theme transitions into an opening/ending theme! The Time Has Come/We Shall Never Surrender, perfect way to get energized then cool down.

Did I say anything about Nero yet? Like how he brings a different and interesting perspective to the story? Or how his more emotional and naive personality can be explored as well as Dante’s wiser and cooler one? Or the fact that his willingness to attack humans could lead him to be a darker protagonist than Dante? Or the fact he’s a video game hero that already HAS the girl? Unambiguously? OR THAT HE’S THE CUTEST THING EVER, THE SWEET LITTLE BLUSHY, FACE-HIDING DORK?!!!

And he has a Persona!

AND HE’S JOHNNY YONG BOSCH!

Dante and Nero’s developing relationship. Dante’s clearly just having a good time trolling this little hothead and knocking him down a peg, but still knows when to tone it down and help out. And OHMIGOSH HE WAS CONCERNED! Get those strong male parental figure points! You were born for this!

Ah, Dante mode. Switching the novice’s simplicity for the master’s variety.

And yay! They finally settled on a voice actor!

Kyrie! Cutie!

The FUNNIEST boss fight interactions!

CREDOOOOOOOOOOO! NOOOOOOOOOOOO! （Ω Д Ω)

And, oooh, I love the continuing narrative from DMC3 that humans can be just as evil as demons. The loose but present repeating elements between the games are so much fun to analyze.

That secret ending. Words cannot describe it’s beauty.

Alright, that’s enough gushing, time to go over what should have been expanded on/brought in but was probably left out because of reasons *cough* rushed development *cough*.

ADD:

They. REALLY should have had more cutscenes between Nero and Kyrie. Y’know, make the relationship believable and well-developed. Establish their dynamic. Maybe have them talk on the phone? It’s 2008, they would at least have cellphones, demon cult or not.

For that matter, give us some more time with Credo: Make us really feel the conflicting emotions when we finally have to face him. Come on, we play Japanese videogames, we’re clearly emotional masochists!

Give. Dante. His. Own. Bosses.

And if you’re going to give us two characters, expand the level count from twenty to forty.

With someone as cocky as Nero is when the game starts, why not show him clearly messed up after losing to Dante? The guy who clowned on him, one of the best in the country? Especially since his inferiority complex was such a big deal in 5.

Give some more time fleshing out Nero’s relationship with Fortuna/the Order, like in the novel? Everyone loves an All the Other Reindeer character and it really could have helped endear him to the fanbase with explaining his abrasive side.

Explore that Nero’s willing to kill humans? The thing Dante refuses to do? He didn’t know that armor didn’t have a person and went straight for the kill, and he had no qualms about ending a seemingly human Agnus. Would have been an interesting point of confliction. Might’ve been interesting to explore in later games...

Show how the events of the game affected the people of Fortuna? We saw the city in ruins, but what about the folks living there? Would they turn on the Order? How would they treat Nero? Do they consider the city worth restoring? How did Nero and Kyrie react to losing Credo?

And now, what needed to be completely overhauled.

CHANGE:

Get rid of the dice game. Leave the puzzles to Dante, Nero.

Maybe make Dante mode a bonus for beating the game the first time? The bonus ending could just be his ending.

Honestly, the game was more unfinished to me than flawed.

Overall, the game isn’t perfect, but I love it. Whenever I need to just chill out and play something that makes me feel good, DMC4 is my first option.

I’m so happy I picked it up the day I did. I got to discover a whole new way to enjoy gaming and found one of my most favorite videogame characters of all time, along with others that I love.

Others may see it as the weak link in the franchise, but Devil May Cry 4 will always be my favorite.

One question, though.

Shall we dance?

#What Would I Add To/Change About...#Devil May Cry 4 #DMC #Criticism #Praise #My Silly Personal Opinion

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jrueships · 2 years

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Alternative jimmy butler ships go

ALTERNATIVE JIMMY SHIPS G O ‼️‼️

Alt jimmy ships that are NOT kyle lowry #1 (in NO particular order) Paul George

i feel like most of my ships for jimmy is gonna be asshole4asshole or the unlucky twink he's become infatuated with... but this one is like a combo so it's the most powerful one <3 THE SCREENSHOT IS FAKE BY THE WAY

but anyways!! they're both big broncos fans and the Olympics coach had to throw away the football just to make them stop playing. Paul's bigass sunglasses that don't fit his face.. Jimmy's jersey. They can dork with each other about The Epic Highs and Lows of NFL football (National Football League.... Football). They're both super stubborn but are willing to talk things over AS LONG AS the other party has the courage to ACTUALLY talk things over and Try. Which they both have because they both think they're the modern einsteins of the nba. PG also defended Jimmy's actions during his Minnesota Massacre, putting him over KAT, who he loves so dearly he makes funny basketball with starring Steve urkel as well. they'd be good for each other because they're willing to help stabilize each other! While thinking they themselves need no stability in return (which they Do. Desperately). man who thinks he is always right and man who thinks he is always right.... on paper it sounds terrible because it is BUT DUDE JUST TRUST ME !! Paul makes fun of jimmy for finding a new sport to want to play in (right now it's tennis.. for some reason) and Jimmy makes fun of Paul for ragequitting in Call of Duty. Their relationship is one people in highschool would give like. 2 days max. And they're right because they break up after 2 days.... then get back together in 5. Then break up in 3 and get back BACK together in 4 and etcetc. Dennis rodman was the son they would have had. This makes no sense and that's how they (and i) like it !

Alt Jimmy ships that are NOT kyle lowry #2: Kyrie Irving

The 'divas' of the nba... i think jimmy wants to put kyrie in a glass jar and observe him. Kyrie kind of wants to do the same to jimmy but also he's scared of him? WHAT I MEAN IS... jimmy watches kyrie douse all his relationships with gasoline and torches, shackles kd, and thinks (because he is insane), I Want That. i think.. kyrie can be Evil because it's Funny. He supports & encourages kyrie's girlbossing! He WANTS it. But he doesn't want 'normal' kyrie though, only the entertaining one. Meanwhile kyrie, who likes being normal kyrie it's just really hard to have that stability when being evil is an option, thinks of jimmy who's ONLY been around him when kyries girlbossing & is like. This guy is crazy. When the Timberwolves drama was about, everyone was talking about jimmy joining with kyrie and going somewhere. Because jimmy made it seem like they were such good friends. But then they asked kyrie about the teamup rumors and kyrie basically said 'we haven't talked since the Olympics. I don't know why this man thinks of me so much. These rumors make no sense'

In SHORT... they seem really funny to me 😭 two people who belong in glass terrariums to protect the public looking at each other and thinking 'THAT guy needs to be put in a TERRARIUM.' Will they work out? ....probably not

I think.... Andrew had/still has a LITTLE crush on jimmy. BMM (Before Minnesota Massacre), he was so positive on jimmy and even DURING and AFTER it he was still on his butler fanclub behavior. Even his brother's butler trade comments couldn't stop Andrew 'watz poppiin!!' Wiggins' love & admiration for jimmy! And now that he's finally free from kat's constant slandering of jimmy, he's achieved True Gay Greatness in the form of winning a warriors championship. He's experienced the movie trope of greatness (1st pick rave), turmoil (bust rumors), triumph, and now all that's left is getting The Girl. Jimmy ALREADY likes him i mean, he's had nothing but nice things to say about wiggs which is how you KNOW jimmy likes him because jimmy never has nice things to say about Anybody <- real other player analysis!!! Andrew just wanted to be the Scottie to Jimmy's mj and complications stopped that! BUT NOW THEY DON'T H A VE TO !! let JIMMY and WIGGINS kiss‼️‼️ that'll finally prove that jimmy only had beef with Kat because he was straight-coded so obviously that made him the enemy. We could finally tie the pretty bow that he Wiggins Fairytale DESERVES

Alt jimmy ships that are NOT kyle lowry #3: Andrew Wiggins

(And they WERE a problem.. just to their own team tho lmao)

Alt jimmy ships that are NOT kyle lowry #4: Russell Westbrook

imma be honest... this one was just cus i said so LMAO. It's kinda like marcus/giannis where I just like their personalities and think they'd be even greater put together. The two psychopaths in their primes of the nba? Together? yes PLEASE!!! also they both love fashion <3 i need them to match croptops... please. Russell i BEG of you i BEG. They're girlbosses and no one understands them BUT them! Bein fr though i think they could be surprisingly soft together mainly due to their known big personalities overlapping their genuine duality. I jusf wan them 2... cuddle 🥰🥰 p...lease. they both deserve it so bad . They could protect each other from The Horrors (str8 sports fans)

Alt jimmy ships that are NOT kyle lowry #5: Joel Embiid with Ben Simmons honorable mention

Now THIS one is DEFINITELY asshole4asshole. Everyone thought they'd tear each other apart, which they did yeah.... but they also LOVED each other FOR it. Joel was someone jimmy could push and would be grateful for it. A fellow natural competitor even when it came to something as trivial as hot wings eating. They could talk shit to each other then high-five the next day, they don't care. Not only do their competitive drives make for good chemistry in the bed... but also just really good in general. Because it's HEALTHY competition. No one took anything as negative, just fuel for being better. Something they both desire on unbelievable levels. That's how they GOT here, after all!! The two most popular mean girl cheerleaders who ruthlessly clawed their way up the highschool food chain & only entertain the dumb football players around them for fun, that's them... and then one of them had to move 😐. Years later they meet again at the highschool reunion to discover one is stuck in a dried up marriage with a dried up star athlete and the other is stuck CHASING marriages. WHEN WILL THEY DISCOVER THEIR TRUE LOVES WERE IN EACH OTHER THE WHOLE TIME???? we may never know..... they may never know.. until it's too Late 😔.

Also Ben is there because of that one sus comment

Alt jimmy ships that's NOT kyle lowry #6: Tyler Herro

Yall ready know bout this one but... yeah 😭.. honestly all of these ships reinforce the fact that jimmy is insane, but this is probably like the MOST ship ship for that . I have no words that have not already been said by your greatness on YOUR blog, dr ! ill just leave this here

Alt jimmy ships that ARENT kyle lowry #7: Bam Adebayo

bam and jimmy were smart-ass for smart-ass and i MISS them!!! Their lil headbutts.. their INTERVIEWS. They both HAVE to be right and HAVE to be smart and HAVE to be funny. Seeing them interact was 😭 smthin. They was always doin smthin!!!!

Insane.

I have some thoughts in relation to the bam herro kyle dynamic here vvv

so ill link that!! but BASICALLY.... smartass smartass dumbass GOOD. smartass smartass SMARTASS dumbass..... we have some work to do . .

#THANK YOU for this ask it was VERY fun to do!#jimmy is such a fun personality it's easy for some ppl to forget it's multi facilitated !!#so i leaned to choosin more ppl who could either like heighten his personality or draw more out of it #n APPRECIATE it #BUT YEA!!!#some of my thots!!!#might add more who knows!#honorable ship mention also being!!#kyle/demar/jimmy #love their ot3 <3 #jimmy #bam #pg13 years old #indeed embiid #russy west #ted asks

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