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#( again - I can't promise if I'll follow everyone back / in return but )#( again this blog is an archive now and I'll see everyone around )#( even if I don't see you around take care <3 )#｡･ ╱╱ Out of character † ･｡

It’s official guys - my new blog is up and running. This blog will now just be an archive.

#( I'll see you guys around < 3 )#( I can't promise I'll re-follow everyone since I'm keeping the blog more quite and private but )#( take care everyone )#｡･ ╱╱ Out of character † ･｡

PLEASE DON’T REBLOG UNLESS YOUR @anammxlech !!!

Just a little Annie I drew for Wus. Since I’ve been meaning to draw Annie for awhile now.

#anammxlech #｡･ ╱╱ My art | edits † ･｡#scars /#eye contact /#blood /#teeth /#violence /#( popping on to post this before I'm off since Wus was happy for me to post these )#( otherwise for context this was me remembering about how I wanted to draw her which is why this is all so sudden )#( otherwise before I'm off just wanna say Wus you have an wonderfully fun OC to draw )#( I'll see you guys around <3 )

“Do you want to kick demon ass with me?”

Send my muse questions and they can only answer with ‘yes’ or no’ /Currently Accepting @chainsawlove

A smirk decorates his lower jaw — a twinkle in his eye at the mere mention of DEMONS. He’d never turn down the opportunity to go kick demon ass and send them back where they come from. Now SURE he could go do it himself all by his LONESOME. But what type of guy would he be saying no to such a face? If it was a good time she was looking for - she had come to the right place! HUNTING demonic kind was his bread and butter. It was his thing! His entire purpose!

“ Yeah. “ He drawls, sniffing as he swipes a finger against his nose. “ No doubt about it! “

#chainsawlove #｡･ ╱╱ In character † ･｡#｡･ ╱╱ Inbox † ･｡#｡･ ╱╱ Black night looms as the flame flickers . Main verse † ･｡#( dante vc: if it's got demons written all over it of course m' gonna tag in )#( if its got demons and a hook that'll interest him - he's already sold )

me softly weeping over this image: how happy and at ease dante was climbing into Vergil’s bed when he couldn't sleep / was scared or whatever and Vergil just shrugged it off as it being cause Dante wanted to. in actuality made him at ease too. Vergil just didn't want to admit it because he knew Dante wouldn't stop yapping about it ( " see!!! You are a big softie!! " ) and due to his own stubbornness and taking up the role of the ‘ older sibling who’s in charge / gets all these responsibility’s etc ‘ it wasn't okay for him to find comfort in what could be deemed ' childish '.

Hammy: okay but, imagine the rare times Vergil would climb into Dante’s bed though, it was super rare but he did do it himself ( he was more used to Dante climbing into his bed whenever he would like or even asking Dante if he'll like to sleep in his bedroom if he could tell Dante wanted to but was being stubborn about it as he usually asks before bed time or comes to his room etc. )

Hammy: Vergil being to stubborn to admit he had climbed into Dantes bed/or had asked a sleepy Dante if he could after coming to his room (to check on him) an this was some of the rare times he would be more open about a vulnerable side of his as a kid when he wasn't being the big bro/serious role. Vergil as said is stubborn, so wouldn't really admit his reasoning's for this type of thing ( when in reality in the huge house they live in it was always nice/not lonely feeling when they slept in the same bed like they did as toddlers etc. so sometimes it was a comfort for when Vergil was having a very bad day/keeping his feelings internalised and this was comforting especially as being older now he didn't really get as much affectionate/comfort stuff from his parents due to how he was etc. )

me: Eva or Sparda thinking Dante was too sleepy / didn't have the energy to climb into Vergil’s bed so Vergil did the next most considerate thing he could do and climb into his bed to be a good brother. ( Especially if and when it fell around the time Sparda was gone and it was merely Vergil comforting Dante about their father being gone since it’s still tough trying to explain something like that to kids since Sparda just vanished and despite still wanting to hold onto hope Eva properly didn’t want to either instil false hope in the boys that Sparda would 100% come back. Seeing as they didn’t know he was the legendary dark knight Sparda etc. )

Hammy: no one realising its Vergil’s own decision/want to climb into Dante’s bed so they think its just Dante not wanting to get out of his bed so vergil was being a good bro ( especially if this is on days Dante isn't well/or say a storm happened etc. )

Hammy: whatever the case when Eva or Sparda saw this they just found it adorable and also that the boys are certainly sneaky because they have separate rooms.

Me and my sister have quality chats about Dante & Vergil content.

#｡･ ╱╱ Out of character † ･｡#( sore about some artbook stuff for mission 17 for dmc 5 and I mentioned something )#( we both proceeded to run wild with said prompt I mentioned )#( i've been taking it easy / resting as i've got a big day tomorrow )#( so energy to tackle IC stuff has been low but )#( I love rambling about these two idiots with my sis )

COME GET Y’ALL JUICE

tagged by: @kathaikia tagging: anyone on the dash who’d like to give it a go

#｡･ ╱╱ Misc / Dash memes † ･｡#food /#｡･ ╱╱ Devil may queue † ･｡

Confusion rippled through him —— it wasn’t like he knew what day or year it was ( not that he had any obvious means to PINPOINT such data. Not like Geryon was any help either unless it was clear as day. To him anyway. ) Now, there was something familiar about where he was. The SENSATION that crawled down his spine ; the otherworldly contrast in the air. Made him SICK.

Not like it could’ve prepared him for what followed. Any instance of danger & his first instinct was prominently rooted in sticking a gun in the face of danger. Something was OFF ; his senses flared in warning. Talk about being in for a WILD RIDE. The shadow fiend was one thing —— but what followed was so...ABNORMAL. He didn’t like it one bit & before he knew it ; it was not just a shadow that now stood before him, but a mirror reflection. Perfectly encapsulating his form. Some TWISTED joke in his eyes ( a demo copying him? It made his blood boil. ) The devil hybrid scoff’s as he remains there posed ; Ivory and the copied ivory tow to tow.

“ I hate posers like you. “ He spits, words laced in venom. As he narrows his eyes, watching the demon in detest. “ Especially when they mock me right t’ my face. “ His skin crawled seeing himself in such a ‘ position ‘ ( made him feel all the more inhumane... the wound hidden under his coat pulsated. Even Geryon didn’t seem thrilled. ) Just who the hell did this demon think they were!?

“ Well? Cat got ya’ tongue? “ His finger on Ivory’s trigger fidgets. “ —— Or are ya’ tha’ hard press t’ find out what this baby can do? “ | X @deathvoids

#( dante vc: oh I'll be more then happy to show you what this can do )#｡･ ╱╱ In character † ･｡#deathvoids #｡･ ╱╱ Black night looms as the flame flickers . Main verse † ･｡#｡･ ╱╱ Devil may queue † ･｡#( hope this is alright tho ;v; / I couldn't resist )

quick little headcanon! Dante actually got pretty adjusted / use to his hair being overgrown ( like his fringe ) and generally being sort of long / messy. It comes from a time where Dante didn’t really have any means or access to cut his hair ( partly because he never thought to use Rebellion as a means to cut his hair. But even if he could he wasn’t sure how to go about doing so without hurting himself but also because he didn’t really wanna talk the blade out and risk the chance someone seeing him with it and as such trying to confiscate it. )

As such Dante’s hair during this time ( when he was in-between / wandering places before having his chance encounter with Enzo that eventually lead to him moving to the town in the Novel. ) did obscure his vision at best / was long ( but mostly sort of spiked outsides without much effort. ) This namely was his right side as he tended to shift his fringe enough so he could still see / had some visibility with his left. Though it didn’t 100% obscure his vision as he could still see his lower body / feet.

He just got use to it to the point it’s just something that’s second nature to him and why his fringe / bangs don’t bother him in dmc3. He tried a different look - sightly - during the novel era ( Nell was actually the one who cut / trimmed his hair. ) But he eventually fall back into habit / what he had grown use to ( and besides styling his hair a little. He tends to always overlook cutting it without prompting / getting it cut by someone else because he just simply forgets about it. )

#｡･ ╱╱ What is your purpose who are you defined by . Headcanons † ･｡#( this just came to mind so before I go just a lil' headcanon )#( now i'm dipping and shall see you guys around < 3 )

eva presses a gentle, soft kiss to his forehead

He hums ever so happily —— feet getting ahead of himself as he trots through the halls of the house in search of mother. Proud of himself for his SOON to be presented gift. It was an idea that had been brewing for much of the day ; ever since the day before. Eva was all so smiley! So strong! Dante loved his mother very much ; so to see the briefest glimpse of SADNESS under the cover of night the young boy grew worried. Restless over whether or not his mother was alright.

He never wanted her to be sad ; a semblance of guilt wedge deep within his gut whenever she had something other then a gentle expression & smile filled with love upon her features. So he pondered for the longest time what he could DO to cheer her up. What was within the realm of possibility ( he didn’t really wanna worry vergil EITHER..or make it that obvious he sore the briefest of something maybe he shouldn’t of seen. ) But it sat with him — plaguing him untill an idea wrapped in child-like heart hit him.

“ Mommy! Mommy! “ He chims , so lighthearted — whole body quivering from giddiness as he hops over to her ; catching every bit of her attention. Oh so EXCITED to share his gift ; what was bound to make her HAPPY ! “ Follow me for a sec’ ‘kay? “ He’s already tugging at Eva’s shawl without a second thought ( his excitement getting the best of him. ) Fetching the both of them into the main open space of the Sparda manor. “ Wa-waitamoment close ya’ eyes! “ He somewhat-yelps in a frazzled hurry. Waving his arm to DISTRACT his mother long enough for her to yield. He huffs a sigh of relief before he returns to tugging her once more.

Leading her to their predestined destination before… “ Here !! “ He shouts at the top of his lungs ; leaping to an unoccupied space before the small table comfortably tucked to the corner of the room. A single VASE rested upon it ; but what Dante was vocal about was the arrangements of flowers that now residue within it. “ Ta-daaahhh!! “

The arrangements of flowers seemed carefully picked despite the jumbled nature of the flowers themselves. Big & small ; mixtures of types and colors. Looking to simply be wild flowers Dante had hand picked ( spending MUCH of the day wandering around the vast greenery supplementing their home. For the prettiest flowers he could find. ) The love put within the arrangement was CLEAR as day.“ I-I thought th’ room looked a lil’ lonely so I got some flowers! An’’thought you’d like it too mommy cause — cause ya’ like flowers! So … it’s a win-win!! “ The boy had garnered such a belief from his father always gifting such BEAUTIFUL collections of flowers. So he wanted to REPLICATE that. It wasn’t easy but…he tried! It be worth it if it meant it made his mother happy! It was only fair after all! Since she always wanted them to be happy…

Sheepishly he scratches at his cheek for a moment, glancing between Eva & the flowers HOPING that they were alright. Worries bubbled to the surface ( were they as good as the ones Father gifted her with? Maybe the flowers weren’t pretty enough. Or were their colours off? ) He patiently awaits his mother response ; even if ever second was agony.

Turns out he didn’t have to wait long. When every fleeting worry is DISPELLED by the gentle kiss to his forehead. Stunned for a moment, Dante’s quick to rebuttal with joy ( over the moon ) as he gleefully pumps his fists. A mission SUCCESS! A smile — most importantly.

The previous sadness he sore weighing heavily on his mothers HEART melted away, the memory of it would firmly remain in the past, instead replaced with the pure surprise enriched with sweet happiness he bore witness to today. So very worth it the young boy repeats. A warm laugh escapes him as he ruffles the back of his hair. No matter what —— he’d chase her sadness away!

“ Heh heh.M’…m’ glad Mommy! “

#perturbationem #｡･ ╱╱ Inbox † ･｡#｡･ ╱╱ In character † ･｡#｡･ ╱╱ Fangs bared in laughter those were the days . Pre series † ･｡#( my... heart )#｡･ ╱╱ Drabble(s) † ･｡#｡･ ╱╱ Devil may queue † ･｡#( enjoy the soft content mike )#long post /#( I got carried away but hopefully??? this makes sense ajfakjsajsk )

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@dwellsinme || Starter Call

“This ain’t Bobby’s, angel face, I’m definitely going to need to see some ID.”

She’s not entirely sure why Bobby’s Cellar came to mind first, it’s not a place that Stella ever went to, but it’s seedy. She knows of the legacy it left, just about. An old, old contact of hers had filled her in. Nevertheless, Stella can’t help but look at the guy in front of her, young, either just about old enough or just too young, the bleached hair doesn’t help her assessment much.

“What I mean is…we play by the books here. So, ID, you got it?”

“ Guess ya’ no devil’s advocate then. “

A huff escapes the hybrid —— a few strands of silver weaved to the side in his only HINT of annoyance. Such a name drop even was... INTERESTING ( but he paid it no mind. He had more important things on his plate ! ) As he figuratively pats away at his pants ; he eyes the bartender from the corner of his eye ( a pretty face ; Defiantly the type he’d of never seen in a dive like Bobby’s. Not like he was here to reminiscent. ) Of course his efforts are for nought & more for show. Lacking the basic’s that were pockets in the first place. Not like he had half a mind to bother lugging around ID.

“ Sorry, but I was in a rush so forgot a few key valuables. Can’t ya’ make an exception ? “ He pleads with every ounce of his CHARM, leaning against the bar as he whips out the largest winning smile he could muster. “ M’ a big boy through an’ through. “ He just wanted the means to drink the night away or SOMETHING —— so tired of getting to grips with his predicament. He just wanted a boost...

#hellblcd #｡･ ╱╱ In character † ･｡#｡･ ╱╱ Black night looms as the flame flickers . Main verse † ･｡#｡･ ╱╱ Devil may queue † ･｡#( I can't blame her )#( who wouldn't when some gremlin in red waltzes in )#( but hi! thanks for this ~ )

fragilehunter‌

V starts when the child crashes into him – but his eyes widen as he looks down at the boy with his shock of white hair. Silvery white that matches his own beneath Nightmare’s blackness. A panicked child with that hair… Who was he?

“It’s alright.” He keeps his voice soft and takes a moment before kneeling down to be on eye level. “Are you okay? Do you need help?”

No matter what, he isn’t going to turn away a child who looks lost. He doesn’t know what help he can reasonably offer - but he would just have to work that out.

@dwellsinme | x

He rubs at his nose — his other arm clutched tightly against his chest as unease grew more and more within him. The LAST thing he’d want is annoy someone ! His frazzled mind jumping to conclusions & what to do ( Vergil ; his parents were usually the voice of reason that grounded him. But all alone his thoughts and ideas for a decision were ever so LOUD. ) He’s trembling in his boots ; lips quaking as another apology escapes him. Panic was a child’s greatest weakness. So small and yet their worries were so loud...

He braces himself. Only met with that of a soft voice. The boy peeked a single eye open ; before his left eye followed. Coming face to face with the kneeling figure. Sightly puzzled ( but oh so grateful for such a ... NICE reaction to the prior collision. ) Least, before he finds himself fidgeting once more ; unease ensnaring him once again. A spoken reminder of his current predicament. “ Y..h-hmm... “ ( A nod escapes ; he was managing.... ) But at this point ; he wasn’t too sure what to do on his LONESOME. “ U....um... “ His eyes dart all around, as he sightly sniffs. Least the pain in his face seemed to be numbing... “ I...i d-do...”

#｡･ ╱╱ Through the eyes of a boy what may you witness . Main verse . side † ･｡#｡･ ╱╱ In character † ･｡#fragilehunter #(am I already weeping over this softness? yes )#｡･ ╱╱ Devil may queue † ･｡

also as a little reminder guys ;- I treat Redgrave as being in the equivalent of the UK in devil may cry whilst Dante’s office - as well as himself - is suited in america. Due to the fact I’ve mulled it over and Dante’s deed / will to the shop etc that was presented in devil may cry 5 - the contents on it ( aka the texture ) is nothing more then an Easter egg.

#( I'm also doing this for my own sanity because I rolled with this premise since day one on the blog )#( and it would concern doing massive amounts of retconning and reworking of my headcanons to take this into account )#( but also just because it just doesn't sit right with me Dante's office being near redgrave when some things are taken into account )#( and the way some stuff is depicted / written in the series )#｡･ ╱╱ Out of character † ･｡#｡･ ╱╱ PSA † ･｡#( Hope this is alright with everyone ;v; / )#( unless capcom gives specific confirmation of where Dante's office is located / where Redgrave is located from his office -#this is how things will be on this blog )

A part of me is considering the idea that Dante in defiance of his father - goes under ‘ Dante Blyth ’ ( aka solely responds to and uses Eva’s surname. Which is also kinda based on the fact that originally as a kid that’s what he went by because of Sparda hiding his identity etc ) because of his disdain for Sparda / being associated to him and that it’s only AFTER the events of devil may cry 3 does Dante willing accept his heritage and come to reflect on how he viewed his father.

In his honour / memory and name ( with being a son of Sparda ) - goes by Dante Sparda following the events of dmc3. Showing a degree of acceptance for his heritage and what he is ( though since it’s still early on ; he’s still uncomfortable with it / will not of fully accepted it untill dmc5 ) and reaching the conclusion that there’s other means to keep his mother’s memory alive rather then clinging onto the past and in turn ‘ her ‘ through the use of Eva’s surname ( somewhat moving on but not altogether - considering he turns his attention towards exacting revenge for the torment his entire family suffered by haunting down Mundus. )

#｡･ ╱╱ What is your purpose who are you defined by . Headcanons † ･｡#( does this make sense??? )#( I might run with this from now on tho it's likely it won't really pop up much )#( dmc3 dante sure is in a position where he has very complicated / negative feelings towards Sparda )#( cause I mean Dante loved his father just as much as he loved his mother but - with everything that happened and how things were to him )#( Dante directed all his pain / hate etc at Sparda for thrusting em' into a life he never asked for )#( its messy )

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@dwellsinme ( cont. )

the still peaceful town is something he never thought he’d get to see again, not after everything / it feels different to be here now, to walk through the same streets he’s seen being destroyed ; a small part of him itches, bouncing around like a ball of energy he couldn’t control, because if he finds sparda now to tell him EVERYTHING then maybe, just MAYBE the future could be different, it could be better, brighter –

an innocent daydream, really. he’s nothing but a bystander, revisiting memories of a past long - gone, burned and buried. even if he could change anything it wouldn’t change his own story nor would it erase everything he’s been through. and he takes a moment to notice the child that’d bumped against him, a soft smile dancing on his lips as he finally recognizes the boy / and what were the odds…

❝ it seems you’ve lost someone. ❞ he offers after a moment, closing the book he hasn’t even been reading. ❝ maybe your brother? ❞

Despite the rowdiness —— Redgrave was as peaceful as ever. A welcoming town not far from home ; no wonder the two ENJOYED venturing off into the streets. To see what they could discover ; the new tales that could unfold on their adventures! So different to the mundane stories presented by their parents as LEADS ( and they as the supporting cast. ) Being the protagonist of a story gave forth to freedom —— it was fun! Today however ; was a telling of the story he wasn’t thrilled about in the slightest.

A tale that took an unexpected twist —— the boy stops mid searching , eyes wide with a childlike-innocence of bewilderment, as he centres his attention upon the PERSON draped in black ( as if they were but a shadow that could SPEAK. ) Uncertainty washes over the child as he glances left and right ; then back at the person to ascertain it was HIM they were speaking too.Which ; They were. ( Then again, the child affirms to himself that it was normal. It wasn’t all that uncommon for them to engage with the adults in town. ) Still, maybe the person was just really sharp or...was he that easy to read?

“ Um... “ He fidgets, twisting his feet on the ground as he SHYLY fiddled with his shorts. “ ...Y...yeah....N-not that I lost him! He was th’ one who went an’ got lost! “ He puff’s his cheeks, pouting like any child would. “ ....H-has he been in here...um....sir? “

#indictvs #｡･ ╱╱ In character † ･｡#｡･ ╱╱ Fangs bared in laughter those were the days . Pre series † ･｡#( because lil' dante is and forever will be a precious little bean )#( so have more cute )

scncfsparda‌

“Loser buys pizza and sundaes, you in on this bet?” Dante asks, forcing a cue into the other’s hand before he could formally accept. “How’s your luck on a game of billiards?”

@dwellsinme | ✦

It had been but —— just a few days since he had found himself HERE. Well, wasn’t like he had anywhere ELSE to go so , bunking down in a version of his office that had been named ( even if the name was corny as all hell ) & coming equipped with an older him, donning something eerily similar to a time that had come and gone for the youngster. Was more then he could’ve asked for. It was home, even if it wasn’t home —— lounging on some couch and jamming out to music was more then enough to leave the younger hybrid content.

But the promise of food? Now that was what he was talking about! ( All but an odd sense of skewered-normalcy for Dante. WASN’T like he was running like a headless chicken in a stupidly oversized tower chasing after Vergil & dishing out punishment left and right upon Demons. ) So, to top such a ‘ break ‘ with the sweet nothings of Pizza and Sundaes? Of course he’d take such a bet SERIOUSLY! —— A smirk already touching his lips immediately after the cue had been forced into his hand.

“ Gee, I hope your out t’ lose then! “ He sneers, his grin growing all the more wider as he jabs the end of the cue in direction of the other Dante. —— “ Cause not t’ toot ma’ own horn but m’ whatcha’ call skilled. I don’t need no luck when it comes t’ billiards! Heh. “

#scncfsparda‌#( let's see how this will turn out - )#( who needs sword fighting when the most action packed thing is a game of billiards between two Dantes )#( also don't worry about matching I accidentally rambled jagkfjajkgshks )#｡･ ╱╱ In character † ･｡#｡･ ╱╱ Black night looms as the flame flickers . Main verse † ･｡

THIS IS SO CUTE I’M CRYING

tagged by: I sore everyone on the dash doing it and ...caved tagging: Tags the whole dash ( who hasn’t done it + who wants to do it! )

#( im so gonna convince my sister it'll be worth while to do this )#( I NEEDED A BREAK - from doing art stuff and... I cave every time I see pic.rew stuff )#｡･ ╱╱ Misc / Dash memes † ･｡#( im just.... do not let Dante anywhere near magic )#( he'd be such a show off )#( BUT EVERYONES RIGHT ITS CUTE - )#( .... back to work I go tho so I'll catch you'll later <3 )#eye contact /

I couldn’t resist... ( ONLY MAY @frstration & @dyvinitie reblog )

#( since this was 100% inspired by dyvinitie's responce to Saige's post and in turn what Saige said in reply )#( i couldn't stop laughing imagining it )#swearing /#teeth /#｡･ ╱╱ My art | edits † ･｡

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