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Jarring emotions. I keep thinking about how it can and does trip Dante up seeing faces long gone for himself. Vergil is a notable example of that - on one hand it’s nice to see he survived ( properly assuming ‘he didn’t kill him in this universe’ considering he isn’t aware of what goes down post dmc2 / the events of dmc5 and he isn’t entirely interested in knowing whats what. ) whilst on the other hand he can’t really believe it’s Vergil he’s seeing.

Considering how Vergil’s death by his hand’s is still a pretty raw open wound. Topping it off with the guilt he experiences for everyone else ( and the fact there’s ‘ no possible way to come back from this ‘ ) has added onto the guilt he had already been shouldering towards Vergil. Sometimes experiencing the fleeting feeling that ‘ least I was there ‘ which then only worsens / makes him feel terrible once more about how he wasn’t there for everyone else / couldn’t do anything about it. Despite the fact he unknowingly killed Vergil - Least he could do something about it / avenged him ( and eva’s death ) by defeating Mundus even though it left him feeling empty / lost following it’s aftermath since he had finally acquired revenge.

His reactions in these cases are mixed - whether he’ll totally blank said person due to not being able to quite processing it and as such - unable to handle them at this time ( aka it’ll properly result in him becoming overwhelmed / overstimulated with how much he’s got to take in and process he’ll instinctively flee. ) Whilst alternatively he may simply bottle it up and get through the interaction / deal with said person in auto pilot mode. Depending upon the given situation + person it may also simply result in Dante breaking down if it’s simply too much for him ( which usually can be the case.

It really does depend upon the given context of the situation at hand. As well as how prepared he is to encounter someone. Someone like Vergil is the last person he’s expecting to run into - since he’s expecting to not run into him at all because he’s firm in his belief Vergil is dead.

#( then there's trish who's kinda in a similar case to Vergil )#novel spoilers /#( with the events in the 2 novel and despite it happening in another reality / wasn't ' his Trish ' )#( the guilt still sits with him )#｡･ † Headcanons .#character death /#hinted death /#( ask to tag in case i missed anything ajkfakgjsgsh )#( some words escaped me but I was just kinda mulling over this atm )

What's the stupidest thing you've ever done?

My muse has to tell nothing but the truth for 10 asks. / Accepting . 1

. † Stupidest thing huh? —— The question sits on his mind for a moment as he contemplates what essence of truth to wield as an answer to the question at hand. Properly trying to throw myself head first into hell without much thought and paid the price > No…far too GRIM for the question at hand. So what else was there? It took him a moment…

“ …. There’s a lot I guess ? “ He quietly addresses, mumbling aloud with a side-ward glance. “ …I….? Jumped from a tall tree once as a child. Thought bushes would 100% break my fall so I’d of escaped it unscathed. Didn’t. “ Another pause. “ …I guess…that counts….? “

#( were in for a ride )#( 2dante pulling a blank for the longest time before he finally decides on something )#hellblcd #｡･ † Inbox .#｡･ † In character .#｡･ † Like an onlooker he watches from the outside in . Main verse .

"Hold on. Here," She more or less shoves a small vial into his hands. "It'll break through the barrier of a hunter demon- guns don't work on them otherwise. They're rare so you'll only need it once. If you even come across one..." The last part is added on under her breath. She looks away, like it's dawning on her that she may as well be handing him something useless. Her eyes flicker with a realization. "I don't know if it'll do anything to you and I don't want to find out. Just... be careful."

MAKE MY CHARACTER FEEL LOVED. / Fluff is always welcomed here.

. † The devil hunter pauses long enough at the sound of her voice —— for the sudden intrusion of a small item within his grasp to occur. It all but catching his attention as he pulled his hand away ; raising it to inspect the foreign item in question. A small vial, he raises one brow in confusion as he stands there. Gaze affixed upon Kat, his silence allows her to tell him all that he needs to know ( even the last bit ; he CATCHES it. Saying nothing. ) His features soften as his shoulders lax. Grip tight, yet careful so as to not break the vial under his own strength.

“ … “ Despite the fluctuating nature of her appearance ( confidence & the feeling of no use clashing. ) He glances at his cupped hand before back at Kat. As he slots the small vial into the safety of his breast pocket ( slipping his hand under his chest strap. ) He gives it a gentle pat, as he tilts his form only slightly as he —— in an attempt to comfort the women —— cautiously & GENTLY rests a hand on her shoulder. His hand doesn’t linger there for long as he pulls away. But in that moment a smile escapes him ; as he smiles through his single visible eye.

“ Don’t worry. “ He starts, glancing off to the side. “ Besides, it’s the thought that counts. “ Dante finally drawls. Comforting another wasn’t his forte ( hadn’t been in so long. ) But to have it sink in that she was doing this because she was CONCERNED ( thought of him, whatever it were. ) It was already enough for him. Even if deep down, his gut twisted. Having forgotten what it was like for another to be worried over him…

The devil hunter turns on his heel as he gives a simple flick of his wrist as a goodbye. Uncertain of what else to say. ——Sometimes, actions spoke louder then words. @kathaikia

#kathaikia #｡･ † Inbox .#｡･ † In character .#｡･ † Drabble(s) .#｡･ † Like an onlooker he watches from the outside in . Main verse .#( my heart )#( even if it might or might not have a use for him )#( the expression / giving it to him means a lot )

† scncfsparda

Oh brother. He mumbled to himself as he noticed just who stood before him. Well, this certainly got awkward very quickly. “…You sure, ‘cause that look’s foolin’ no one.”

. † His eyes narrow —— guarded ; as he shifts his frame ever so slightly in response to the other. Perhaps he had made it TOO clear from the get go his ‘ surprise. ‘ “ ... “ Only logical, he summarised to himself. His nose didn’t fault him...yet, he had already let his confusion slip. No memories of his own paved way to an answer. His gut churned in PREPARATION of an answer he was already expecting. “ ....I take it your Dante, aren’t you ? “ He pauses. “ ... You’ve got quite the look yourself. “

#(im glad! but boy it properly might but same - curious to see where this'll go )#｡･ † In character .#scncfsparda #｡･ † Like an onlooker he watches from the outside in . Main verse .

( DON’T REBLOG ) Just keeping pressing forward. Just keep ——

#( this was gonna be different but then I only had the energy to draw a pretty 2dante )#｡･ † My art | edits .#｡･ † ch : Dante . † ･｡

hugs him tight and kisses his forehead // eva

MAKE MY CHARACTER FEEL LOVED. / Fluff is always welcomed here.

. † The embrace almost knocks him off of his feet —— winded for just a moment before it dawns on him ( once more ) that ; he wasn’t alone. So use to being on his LONESOME he regrettably had the tendency to forget that Eva was practically rooming with him. Something he was sure he should’ve gotten use to by now and yet… Tired eyes trying to fathom a reason as to what brought the hug about. That was before in the midst of the tender ( heart warming ) embrace he registers a kiss to his forehead.

There’s the twisted expression of dumbfoundness mixing in with a hint of appreciation ( the fledglings of memory’s from so long ago. The way Eva kissed his & Vergil’s foreheads to sooth them. Cheer them up —— an expression of motherly LOVE. It felt just like it did back then… ) He finds himself, temporarily transported back to such a simpler time ; before gently brushing Eva away ( Only allowing himself to soak up the hug for a little longer. How warm and grounding it were… A reminder ; he wasn’t so alone anymore. ) “ Mother… “ He drawls at first —— before he steps away altogether. Adjusting his collar with the flick of his wrist.

“ ….You don’t….need to hug me every time you see me. “ He pauses, glancing back at Eva. “ …M’ alright… “ He tilts his head ever so slightly, the briefest glimpse of a weak smile touching his lips. “ …Jus’ gonna nip out….” Another pause, as he soon comes to slot Rebellion onto his back. “ …. Unless you wanna tag along? “

In his wildest dreams he never sore himself TEAMING UP with his mother ( fighting alongside family in general…besides the days he and Vergil fought for the same creed. Seemed like such an impossible dream. ) Yet there she stood - breathing, eyes full of life ; that she was REAL to the touch. Crippling emotions of turmoil bubbled beneath the surface but he tried. Easing his way forward ; all whilst she had his back. He knew she could take care of herself but even so, just like any child would —— he’d protect her…and this time he COULD. He doesn’t linger anymore then he needs too ; already exiting the ruins of Devil may cry. Whether she came along or not ; he wasn’t alone either way. @perturbationem

#perturbationem #｡･ † Inbox .#｡･ † In character .#｡･ † Drabble(s) .#( i sorta ran with the premise where Eva's currently staying with Dante just because )#( or because she insisted on staying for a bit before going on her way )#( if say 2dante wasn't /her/ son but still 'is' a version of her son and so wants to make sure hes alright )#( before 2dante helps her find her way )#( EITHER WAY / REGARDLESS aklfhlkslsj soft... )#( I hope this is alright mike but also bless u ;v; / )

Me: Hmm, I’m properly gonna have to mull over what exactly caused everyone’s destruction My brain: Argosax and their fraction have a hand in what occurred due to the current events unfolding ( since there was no more portal Lucia was unable to go in Dante’s stead and as such Argosax invaded the human world - everyone who was still there to defend against Argosax on Vie de Marli ( Dumary island ) did what they could but due to their power + minions ( being reunited with Balrog ) + Arius now serving as a minion Argosax got a head start into invading the human world. Not too sure whether Lucia survived / if she sacrificed herself alongside Matier to combat the threat or if Lucia did what she could to hold them all off as long as possible. Causing a chain reaction in which other demons started to press forward and invade the human world ( places like Fortuna - aka small port towns - felt the blunt of the first wave of attacks. )

Before gradually making their way to the main lands ( and honestly perhaps even shards of Yamato were used during the ensuing chaos to open rifts / portals. ) Due to Dante’s disappearance ( it’s likely Lady, Trish had no idea what was happening with him - Morrison helped hitch Dante up with the means of Travel and so knew he was off on some mission but due to everything that was happening no one could get in contact / go out there and find him. ) Basically with everything that was happening the border between the two worlds was failing ( it’s even likely Mundus found an opening to free himself. )

Likewise there’s the idea that the Oliphoth comes into play as well and that there could’ve been some ensuing war between Argosax and Mundus alongside destroying humanity / conquering the said realm something went wrong with the fusion between the two worlds ???? As a part of me is mulling over the idea of ‘ what if the something happened to the Oliphoth that caused it to also consume demon kind???? Like in the sense of turning on itself / it’s own kind sorta ordeal and eventually it comes full circle. Resulting in the destruction of both sides ( the Oliphoth soon dying off itself because there’s no longer any sources of blood. ) All that remains is a warped version of reality - the human and demon world’s union incomplete ( interrupted / unstable???? )

My brain: All whilst Dante has no idea as to what exactly happened after he left. Besides what evidence still remains of the aftermath / the brunt of it that Vie de maril was faced with. It doesn’t change the fact his sense of guilt ( and perhaps even survivors guilt ) weighs heavily upon him because if he was more careful - more attentive then this wouldn’t of ——

me: Hey brain what the f-

#｡･ † Out of character .#( i was just minding my own business and my head attacks me )#( not too sure if the Oliphoth could come into play I gotta re-read over things some more as to how it works )#( but likewise??? Argosax / Mundus loose??? Yeah that ain't good )#( it properly all happened so fast )#( im just like oof because besides dumary island no one was properly prepared for /such a thing/ )#( especially with its scale )#hinted death /#hinted character death /#violence /#murder mention /#war mention /#invasion /#( just in case )

Changes the speed on youtube to screencap videos / Cause slowing down scenes is fun >Sometimes that can reveal things you normally won’t catch....like so.....

#( HIS HAIR HASN'T POPPED IN SO - )#( IM - )#( HE LOOKS LIKE SPARDA IM - )#( AND EVEN VERGIL IM AJKAKGJASJK )#( FOR THIS SINGLE SECOND ITS RIGHT BEFORE HIS HAIR LOADS IN )#( oh gosh this is killing me...im..... )#｡･ † Out of character .#( I HAVE NEVER SEEN THIS BEFORE )#( I played it and the next thing was just the hair popping in just.....man icon making is wild )

reloading... I’m considering the idea it’s been 100-200 something years since Dante was trapped. I’m thinking it’s on the smaller end as to how long it’s been taking into account how overgrown / how useful stuff may be ( e.g. whether Dante could get his place hooked up with some electricity and taking into account what work he did have fixing devil may cry up enough for him to still live there. ) Plus it’s also a guess on Dante’s part as he has no means of being able to exactly work out how long it has been.

I’m also mulling over the idea that due to the events of the portal and his circumstance - it’s affected his ageing process ( e.g. slowed it down even more. As he still relatively aged like a normal person just slightly slowed - but now it’s even slower. There’s also the factor that time in hell is incredibly warped / different from the human world - in which the portal was demonic in nature ) Dante could be ‘ technically ‘ considered 100-200 years old but is still around his early 30′s physically and mentally.

Besides that - I’m thinking in regards to Dante’s main verse ; he’s at the very least spent roughly 2 years after getting free from the portal gathering his bearings / becoming accustomed to his present day to day life ( e.g. fixing up the devil may cry office / getting a basic grasp over his new-found portal powers. )

Because of this, it would place him as being ‘34′ chronologically but due to the incident as a whole and it’s side effects on his body ( his slowed ageing ) it’s hard to say and likely he still appears ‘32′. His ageing is less humane in nature now and perhaps much more comparable to that of a demon.

Amongst the fact he has no idea what day / month or even year it is, which can make keeping track of things difficult. ( Considering he can have a basic / rough idea as to what time it is due to the positioning of the sun & moon but also due to properly having gone out of his way to get a digital clock / a clock from elsewhere due to most clocks being broken or in disrepair. )

#｡･ † Headcanons .#( I'm not too sure how to word some of this but??? yeah )#( I'll properly review this headcanon once I'm more awake / thought it over some more )#( as I dunno if I can quite find the words to describe it??? aaaa )#( like when I review it I dunno if I'll take some inspiration from my main verse on my main blog or just tweak some things??? )#( time stuff can be weird especially with how it seems in the demon world in devil may cry ajafkhhsksj )#( so like for example it could be the case he hasn't realised it's been two years since he's been back because of how little / unnoticeable #the shift / change in time is to him now ??? )#( otherwise I'm gonna dip cause its late and gonna recharge after today aaaa )#long post /

dmc crew: Alright we gotta head to this place so let’s 2dante, already flying in direction of mentioned place: dmc crew: HEY - wait what are you doing??? 2dante: .... heading to the place? dmc crew, looks at him for a moment before they point to the helicopter: 2dante: dmc crew: 2dante: oh.

#( when you've gotten so use to not using vehicles you...kinda forget that its another means of travel )#｡･ † conceal don’t feel . Crack .#( ... or not? )#( honestly 2 dante will just kinda accidentally forget some things / the simplest of things )#( cause of being use to doing this this way )#( like if he was at the dmc shop - goes to leave to grab food )#( before he's reminded ah yes the place has a working fridge )#( so he doesn't need to hop to some other world / go to the supermarket or diner to snack )#food mention /

(DON’T REBLOG.) So.....I made an attempt to draw 2dante’s normal DT.

#｡･ † My art | edits .#( i'd of tried the majin form but - i'll leave that for another day )#( drawing 2dantes normal dt is exhausting because its kinda finicky to depict right???? )#( I'm properly gonna gather some references of my own in game to help me better draw it since )#( most of what I can find doesn't necessarily show off his upper torso all that well welp )#( 99% sure I butchered the overall design but to say it was my first time drawing said dt???? I think I did okay )#( HE JUST ENDED UP LOOKING INCREDIBLY SAD )#( so oops there )#eye contact /#body horror /#( I love both of his dt's in 2 I just?? feel like the majin form can overshadow his main dt sometimes ajkakhfahslks )#veins /#( in case )

> Dante 100% overtips whenever he visits diners / food places partly because he just sometimes can’t be bothered to properly check his change to ensure he’s giving the right amount of cash ( considering money has very little value to him. )

> He usually eats and drinks whenever he remembers too... because of his demonic blood he can survival for a good while without food & water. When he remembers too - he just has a bit of water or tends to default to energy bars - something that’s easy to get his hands on since he doesn’t really have the energy or means to go out of his way to cook. Though he tends to shy away from spoiling him with pizza or strawberry sundaes since he in general doesn’t really spoil / treat himself. Otherwise Dante still does show a great care for his appearance ( partly because it’s the first thing other people will see / the easiest way for someone to clue into the fact he’s not alright. )

> He doesn’t need to but still sleeps with Ebony & Ivory and Rebellion close by his side. He’s overly cautious even if it is just him - not helped by a sense of paranoia. Due to his current set up he just sleeps on his couch ( but because of the nightmares as well as not having slept in a bed for the longest time despite the fact hes happy to sleep anywhere - he ... hasn’t really had a good nights rest in a long time. ) Even when he’s visiting other realities and staying at a motel or whatever he sleeps on the couch / doesn’t feel too comfortable getting comfy on a bed. It’s complicated.

> Dante hasn’t... really realised his right eye’s turned red. Partly because he glances over it when he brushes his hair out of the way but also because he’s not paid too much attention to it it’s gone right over his head ( I can’t 100% word it but it’s sorta like he’s blanked it out because it’s covered up 100% of the time and also because it’s similar to how in the past he sore his eyes one way untill it eventually dawned on him / hit him and then couldn’t unsee it afterwards. )

#｡･ † Headcanons .#negative /#food mention /#( just currently mulling over 2dante so just jotting down some small ideas )#( hopefully they make sense?? their kinda all over )#( dantes just usually pretty distant / spacy sometimes )#( and does the bare basics to ensure he's still functioning )

FOR . @fractempyreal < NEW STARTER CALL >

. † He’s hesitant —— CAUTIOUS, as he slowly approaches an accumulation of energy. A demon ; his first thought ( power was practically their lifeblood.YET, there was something so oddly familiar about it... He pushes it to the back of his mind ) Onward’s he presses before the BACK of the source comes into view. Rebellion is released from her holster ; before he makes himself known.

“ ....So, it’s emitting from you. “

#fractempyreal #｡･ † In character .#｡･ † Like an onlooker he watches from the outside in . Main verse .#｡･ † Yeah? Heres your queue .#( hiya I hope this works for you : o )

reloading... So I just realised that Dante here properly doesn’t like anyone touching his neck / covering his mouth without his permission. It’s very likely he’ll end up chomping down on said hand if you cover his mouth or flipping you over his shoulder ( or something ) if you get too close for comfort with his neck.

#( and no one wants to be on the other end of his chompers )#( i don't know why this didn't cross my mind sooner but yeah )#( due to a mixture of trauma / fears his neck is a very touchy subject etc for him )#｡･ † Out of character .#( which is properly why that despite the fact he has his neck on show - his collar still hides / covers his lower features + neck )#( it's likely the case he isn't comfortable with too much pressure on his neck now?? )#( so skips wearing anything with a collar / wears loose neck wear and such - which depends on his mood )#( regardless of who you are ( tho how he may react may vary depending on who you are ) he'll react negatively )#( so - don't try your luck if you wanna stay on his good side )#｡･ † Headcanons .

(DON’T REBLOG) It hurts to sleep.

#eye strain /#choking /#suffocation /#body injury /#body trauma /#teeth /#hands /#drowning /#hinted death /#body horror /#long post /#( ask to tag in case i missed anything ajkfakgjsgsh )#｡･ † My art | edits .#｡･ † About .#｡･ † ch : Dante . † ･｡#(2!dante's nightmares are...something)#(never mind the fears it concerns)

“...How are you today? “ . † In a mediated-like state —— Ebony & Ivory break apart before him ( with few calculated shifts of his body the chunky cartoon-like guns rest before him ; separated into parts as he aligned each piece CAREFULLY - easing them onto the cloth before him. Falling within the imaginary lines of a ‘ blueprint ’ . ) Legs sprawled, the dissembling process unravels with a SATISFYING click, turning each piece within his hands as he observed it before placing it down. For a moment the devil hunter marvels at the sight before him ; his hand hovering over the augmented collection of parts in fascination. Defined by black and white.

He automatically knew where each piece belonged ; Repeated so many times over and over MUSCLE MEMORY powered him. Scanning each piece he mentally clicked them together —— noting where the belonged ; how to go about cleaning each piece. Greasing the wheels was nothing compared to his tentative care with his babies ( so greatly cherished and cared for. An EXTENSION of himself. Through & Through. ) “ Hmm...that’s good. Yeah....I’m okay. “ He mumbles quietly ; giving a side-ward glance as idly sits there in silence admiring the inner workings of Ebony & Ivory.

“ ...It’s a day like any other day really...” It only takes a moment before he snaps back to reality from his daze. Easing himself back to earth by cleansing each piece thoroughly before in a moments notice ; the pieces fell back into place in an orderly fashion. They rest there —— WHOLE once more. A smile touches his lips, albeit BRIEFLY, as he traces a finger over their frames. “ ...Don’t know what I have planned after this... “ He breaks the silence once more, brows furrowing ever so sightly. “ ....Unless there’s anything you’d like to do......? “

Silently he exhales, hunching forward as his head drops. A makeshift box is all that remains before him now that he had finished cleaning and preparing Ebony & Ivory. For what reason? No reason at all ; only because he could. More like it felt necessary ( the last time he had escaped him. ) “ ....hey? “ His posture is stiff ; his arms and legs limp before him. What powered him before was merely fleeting ; GONE. A lustre for life no more. As hollow eyes drift to his left, finding there’s just enough remaining in the tank, he reaches out in a robotic-like manner.

Hesitantly, his hand falls upon REBELLION. His touch lingers, patting against the blade in intervals ; as if expecting —— pleading —— for a response out of his dear friend. But nothing. Silence is all that radiates around him. His chest tightens.

“ ...You can....voice your opinion......you know?“ His voice sounds hoarse, lifeless, as it fell upon deaf ears. He scrunches his eyes ; pressing fingers against closed eyelids as he rubbed ; fending off against the crawling sensation of ‘ sleep ‘ ( He felt so tired and yet —— he didn’t. Trapped within a waking PURGATORY. ) “ ....I don’t....” He drawls ; the pain within his chest became all the more UNBEARABLE. His hand slowly sinks ; before it drops away from rebellion. Laying pathetically next to her.Unable to muster the means to fetch it back to his side.

“ .... “ The silence was killing him. Had he taken it ALL for granted? ( Trish dropping in to see his sorry ass. Lady turning up for assistance ; to see an old friend. Enzo’s complaints. The way Patty hounded him to do this or that. Morrison going off about some job he thought he’d like. Rebellions hauntingly soothing voice. ) It wasn’t untill now ; after it was all said and done —— just how lonely Devil may cry WAS without anyone. How deeply it cut into him. This deathly loneliness.

“ ... I’m sorry. “

And just like any other day ; he’d work up enough of a will to holster Rebellion to his back and leave. Find some noise —— any sort of noise —— distract himself and PRETEND like he wouldn’t be met with silence once more. It was all he could. Run away.

#｡･ † In character .#｡･ † Drabble(s) .#long post /#hinted death /#hinted character death /#self loathing /#( well this got longer then I thought it did but er - )#( i have feels so have some feels )

FOR . @gaidna < NEW STARTER CALL >

. † Ever so slightly —— he tugs at his collar against the offending WIND whistling past him. His focus is situated solely on himself, before he frisks a hand upwards ; catching SOMETHING within his hand. " ....A flower...? “ Drawing his attention away, his eyes centre on that of a women struggling against the strong breeze. Without a second thought - he approaches, catching any and all flowers that blew his way. “ I believe these are yours. “

#gaidna #｡･ † In character .#｡･ † Like an onlooker he watches from the outside in . Main verse .#｡･ † Yeah? Heres your queue .#( hope this works for ya' : o ! )#( Aeriths dmc / canon verse can both work honestly ^^ )

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