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mhhhhh Cuilang. I love his eyes and how he is looking at us. Interesting...

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angst and fluff, can also be read as platonic. Timeline (in my head) is in between dmc1 and 2.

It’s heavily snowing outside, but not even the storm can hide the joyful lights adorning the streets of the city. Christmas is near, and all around, trepidation is palpable, kids walking around with full smiles, acting as best as they can to get their wanted gift from Santa. Dante smiles at familiar faces who greet him with a nod of their heads, but his smile is forced, no happiness evident in his eyes.

This year, he will be alone. The bar is closed, Lady is far away, enjoying some free time on a tropical island. Meanwhile, Trish tireless worker, is on a mission that Morrison gave her, the paycheck so interesting that her eyes shone when he told her the amount, her lips twitching up already imagining what she could get with it.

The walk to his office seems endless, bags full of frozen pizzas in both gloved hands. His mind wanders in memories he thought were long buried.

The first image is Christmas with his father; it’s a blurred memory, but it’s easy to remember his warm human smile while Dante was opening his gift.

Then the face of his mother comes to his mind, happy, radiant, his father isn’t there anymore, but she always tried not to make them miss anything. Dante remembers the hardship of decorating the house, all the good intentions going in shambles when working with his brother, fake trees falling, and legs tangled in wires. But the most important part was him and Vergil finally working together, not to make Eva too sad, and gifting her the handmade present they worked on together. It was always ugly cups they decorated or bracelets they made with sticks and stones, that they labeled as “treasures” due to their color or weird shape. Eva's smile was so warm after opening the gift that he could feel it even now.

“Come here.” She would say, taking both of them in her arms to deliver a big smooch on both their foreheads. Vergil had always been the shy one when it came to physical affection, but Dante knew how glad he was when he made their mom happy.

Vergil. His twin. The image of their last battle is much clearer in his mind. Dante’s throat is suddenly dry as he gulps down air. Images flash in his mind, and it feels like he is living them again. He closes his eyes, hands heavy; the same kind of weight he felt when he took his brother's amulet, when he understood he had just killed his brother. He let out a gasp he didn’t know was stuck in his throat, before walking faster towards the last corner that would bring him to his office.

Everything is dark inside, even the sign outside is turned off, trying to cut off expenses that may increase the electric bill a bit too much. He takes a step inside, black boots clicking on the broken parquet. He takes another step towards his desk-

A flurry of lights hit his eyes. The riff of a guitar echoes, making the thin walls vibrate. Red and green lights reflect on Dante’s blue irises, following the same rhythm of the song playing, his favorite.

“Hey Dante.” It’s barely a whisper, but he recognizes the voice immediately. He spins around, and there you are, cute as always, eyes as sweet as the parfait he loves so much. “Lady told me that you had nobody to spend Christmas with, and you looked pretty dejected-“ You move forward, unsure steps, but your eyes never leave his. “You don’t have to tell us what’s wrong, but remember-“ Your soft hands grip his shoulders.

“You are never alone.” Your arms envelope his figure. It’s warm, and feeling your hand caressing his back snapped something in Dante. Bags are dropped on the ground to hug you back, maybe too strong, since he hears you gasp under his grip. You kiss his temple, also strengthening your grip on his body. A lone tear that fought so hard not to escape is finally released.

“Wait, this is the most important part!” You suddenly remember, escaping his hug to turn him around. A flurry of red lights imitating flames flash at the unison while the song reaches its climax.

“You know, Trish helped me, even Morrison lent us-“ Words keep spilling from your mouth, but Dante heard all the sounds around him muffled; he looks at you with a fondness that would surprise even himself if he could see it. His hand slides to your hips, pushing you closer to his body. You don’t seem to mind, if anything, snuggling even closer to his chest “Later we’ll open our gifts, now let’s dine. I made lasagna because no way I’d make you eat pizzas on holidays too-“ He nods at you, white strands oscillating with each movement, blocking his vision. He blows them away.

“I need a haircut.” he thinks, suddenly annoyed by their length.

“Hey, Earth to Dante.” You wave in front of him, combing behind his ear the guilty white hair strand that diverted Dante’s attention from you. “C’mon, help me out! Unless you want to eat what you bought…” You wink, a chuckle escapes Dante’s throat.

“So you invite yourself and even want me to do all the hard work? Aren’t you asking too much?” He asks, voice full of mirth.

You gasp, your exaggerated expression pulling a real laugh out of him “Move, the oven doesn’t work, we’ll have to make it work with the microwave.”

It feels like he can see colors again, your chatter making him forget the grim tumor growing inside his heart.

You are right, Dante will never be alone.

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Fubuki being hot both in dogboy and wolf form. Love this game

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Hina talking about her mom and broke uncle...AND JULIAN. I'm sobbing

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I was so fucking worried I had to pay for Kai LOL. Also, if mr.sexy voice tells me to stop the Mikoshi Meelee you bet I'll follow his order🫡

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YOU CAN FLY ?????? Love this game

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Murasame, you've known each others for like 2hrs and you are already telling me I'd look really cute dancing under cherry trees in blossoms??? Bold

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It's finally here!!!!!! Thanks @mcdonaldsnumberone because without you I would have never been able to get it <3

I think I'll post my experience when playing it so keep tuned for me getting insane about wolfboy Fubuki🥹

or someone else since it's tradition for me at this point to always fall for someone I didn't even consider in rune factory lol

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TWIIIIN 😍😍😍

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I need to hold hands with Kamui and be totally ashamed about it while he strolls around with 0 thoughts in his mind :(

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Can I please 🙏🥺 have alpha Vergil and Dante with an omega headcanons🙏🥺🥺🥺👉👈😭😭

Actually my requests are closed, therefore I'll just say my 2 cents because I love this au too much lol.

Dante is the kind of alpha that never stick with a single partner. The first novel talks about him being more than able to woo girls, and I don't see alpha Dante being any different. No strings, no deep feelings, just helping each other. But he has a preference on taking care of an omega in heat rather than the opposite, mostly because his ruts are intense. When he settles, he still prefers not to ask for his partner's help, tho lol. Dante is really, really worried his instinct may take over, and between his secondary gender and his demon blood, the situation may be too intense for you. If you decide to help anyway, he actually sounds a bit pathetic? Dante whines and begs, and the moment you give him the okay sign, he is gonna rock your world. And maybe, maybe, if you get good enough, you may get him in his devil form...

Vergil is way more composed, as always. His partner may not even notice his rut started. His gaze just get a bit more intense, the fangs get longer and sharper but those are signs that can be confused for his demon blood taking over. If you have a really good sense of smell it's the scent that makes you understand something changed. Vergil's scent is relaxing, like a warm cover during a rainy day. It's cozy and doesn't make you wanna leave and that's exactly the point; you don't have to leave his side. Not the type to ask for your help (or anybody help btw), but if you offer to help him out...it would be rude to refuse. He never gets too worried or push away an omega partner since your secondary genders are "built" to fit together.

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Alpha Vergil going insane every time beta reader tries to help him out with his rut due to knowing the intensity of it. But it doesn't seem to go through that thick skull of yours that you are the problem, with that faint scent of yours that stings more than any blade and makes his guts churn. You are too careless around Vergil and his mind wander in places he shouldn't even think of, covering his eyes not to make you notice the pure desire in his irises, mouth shut close as if it would stop the desire rushing through his body and clouding his mind.

"Don't you dare come any closer-" The grip on your wrist is so intense that it makes your hand feel dull. He does the opposite of what he said, pushing you against his body, chest against chest. White strands sticking to his forehead falling down framing his handsome face.

"Forewarded in forearmed" He growls, lips an inch away from yours, before finally pushing you away.

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precious time