#dante's ious

[galaxofmuses]

Oh boy I can't wait for these three to find out that Nell has been kidnapped by this Wesker Dude.

Also Vergil

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[brattyfrenchvampire]

I'm going to share some information that no one asked for or probably wants to know solely because I find it kind of hilarious how much it would piss Dante off if people knew.

So Dante, my information broker, charged for his services as one does. Now being a vampire specialist, I did get paid for curing some curse bearers, however not all of them paid. In turn there were times I couldn't afford to pay Dante. We did a few IOUs, but I hated owing. One day I somewhat jokingly offered to pay with my body. I was shocked when Dante agreed to that form of payment. Though it does make sense to me the more I think of it. I'm not sure what he had going on with the other dhams, but no human or vampire would dare be caught with a dham. He was a man like any other man. He had needs. So, I sucked Dante's dick in exchange for information more than once. He likes to pull hair and slap faces. He also found out he likes to have a finger up his ass when being blown. (You're welcome Dante 😘)

[much-obliged-timothy]

"i can't believe i almost lost you" or "stop looking at me like that. you're going to be okay" for vergil & nero, whichever you prefer! :) (i adore all your dmc and esp dadgil snippets <3)

I...have no idea what happened to the plot of this, but here's bickering brothers and dadgil!

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“Told ya he can hold his own,” Dante said as he lounged next to Vergil.

Indeed, Nero was doing just fine fending off the demons they’d been hired to take down. The twins were watching instead of helping, but only because Nero and Dante had made a bet that Nero could take all the demons down on his own.

“You made that bet on purpose,” Vergil said, glaring at his brother.

Dante rolled his eyes. “He kicked your ass, and you still doubt how strong he is. If you wanted him to have more demonic blood in his veins, you should’ve fucked a demon instead of a human, brother.”

“You’re vulgar and irritating,” Vergil said. “I never implied anything about his demonic heritage.”

“Not verbally,” Dante said. “But you think he’s weaker because he’s not a full half-breed like us. He’s only got partial demon going for him. It was still enough to beat you.”

“I was not defeated,” Vergil said firmly. “I could’ve kept fighting. Circumstances interrupted our battle.”

“Father always said you were a sore loser,” Dante said, grinning. 

“At least I didn’t cry when he raised his voice to me,” Vergil shot back.

“Nah, you just got weepy when mom told you to stop playing so rough,” Dante said. He plugged his nose and attempted a cheap imitation of Vergil’s voice. “Wahhh mom, please don’t make me sit in time out, I didn’t mean to stab Dante in the chest with his own sword.”

“Want me to do it again?” Vergil demanded. “I do not sound like that!”

“You do! You absolutely do!” Dante said, laughing as Vergil kicked him in the ribs roughly. “You’re mad because you know you sound like that!”

“Hey, are you two done messing around? Because I’m done doing all the hard work,” Nero said, coming over to them and holding his hand out to Dante expectantly. “Pay up.”

“You act like I have money, kid. Put it on the IOU,” Dante said. 

“Fine, then I take it from your share of this job,” Nero said.

“Wait- I need that to get my heat back on!” Dante said.

“Better get a warm blanket,” Nero said. “Let’s go already. They said whatever’s causing this started in the barn. We take care of that, and we can still make it back in time for lunch. Dante, you owe me pizza from last time.”

“Are you just constantly in debt to him?” Vergil said. 

“Uh…I make a lot of bets with the kid,” Dante said evasively.

“And I remember every single one you’ve lost,” Nero assured. 

The trio made their way towards the barn of the farm they’d been called to clear demons out of. The barn was ominously quiet, some kind of black goo covering all the windows.

Dante slapped Nero on the shoulder. “All yours, kid. Go kick in the front door.”

“Hold on. We have no idea what the substance on the windows is,” Vergil said. 

“And we won’t know until we get inside,” Dante said. 

“We should break a small part of the window and see if we can’t clear that substance away to see what’s actually inside,” Vergil said.

“Nah,” Dante and Nero said, heading for the front.

Vergil wished he’d stayed dead. He made a mental note to get a paternity test to be absolutely sure Nero wasn’t actually Dante’s son. He sure as hell acted like it with his thickheaded, hit-first-find-out-what-I-hit-later mentality. 

Vergil stood back as Nero ran at the door. He kicked it in, Dante letting out a cheer of approval.

And then the substance shot out, wrapped around Nero’s ankle, and yanked him off balance.

Nero hit the ground as the substance spread up his body, wrapped around his chest and throat, constricting until his face turned purple. His hands scrambled helplessly at it.  

Vergil was at his side, slicing at the substance. It had hardened to constrict around Nero, so Vergil was able to slash it away from his throat. Dante was at Nero’s feet, trying to cut it free of his ankles as it tried to drag Nero into the barn.

Vergil cut the substance from Nero’s ribs at the same time Dante got it off his ankles. They grabbed Nero’s arms, dragging him clear of the barn before he could be attacked again.

“Take care of that,” Vergil snapped. “I told you morons not to go barging in there.”

Dante took on his devil form and rushed for the barn. Vergil got a hand on Nero’s shoulder as Nero wheezed weakly for breath.

“Nero?” he demanded.

Nero reached a shaky hand up, letting it hover over his ribs. His bloodshot eyes met Vergil’s in panic.

“Stop looking at me like that. You’re going to be okay,” Vergil said, pushing Nero’s hand down. 

Alright, ribs probably crushed by whatever had attacked him. His throat was bruising where he’d been strangled. Breathing was clearly a challenge.

He healed fast; there was a decent chance he’d survive long enough for his ribs to heal. But had they pierced anything when the twins dragged him?

Vergil took a slow breath, calming himself. Panic helped no one in this situation, least of all Nero.

“Dante won’t be long. Then we’ll call an ambulance,” Vergil said. He didn’t want to risk moving Nero or leaving him alone. But the boy always seemed motivated by those stupid bets. You told him he couldn’t do something, and he made it his goal to prove you wrong. “I’ll join in on the betting, just this once. I bet you don’t make it long enough for an ambulance to get here. That would serve you right for not listening to me.”

He saw the faintest spark of determination in Nero’s eyes. He’d survive, and he’d throw it in Vergil’s face.

But at least he’d be alive.

Alright, so maybe the paternity test wasn’t needed. That stubborn determination in Nero’s eyes was all Vergil. 

Vergil squeezed Nero’s shoulder. It seemed this boy would never cease to simultaneously worry and amaze him. Yes, he would survive this, and he would gloat about it to Vergil, and their little trio would continue to fight together. Vergil was sure of it, because he knew Nero was strong enough to make it happen.

[foxsoulcourt]

Getting to Know You Thing

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One/Name: Cory

Two/Birthday: 4 March

Three/Zodiac: Pisces

Four/Height: 5′6″

Five/Hobbies: Reading, cooking, laughing, walking, daydreaming

Six/Favorite colors: Greens, blues + purples

Seven/Favorite Books: All for the Game series, Fangirl, The Hate U Give, Aristotle + Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe, A Whole New Mind (nonfic by Daniel H Pink) 

Eight/Last Song I Listened To: Either Java Jive or Mi Gente 

Nine/Last Movie Watched: Mary Poppins Returns (I think)

Ten/Inspiration for Muse: Listening to music while walking or chopping vegetables

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Italy is honestly THAT bitch and I want to learn Italian sometime before I die and live in Italy, and here’s why (using a passage from Elizabeth Gilbert’s writing while she was living in Italy):

“As I will find out over the next few months, there are actually some good reasons that Italian is the most seductively beautiful language in the world, and why I’m not the only person who thinks so. To understand why, you have to first understand that Europe was once a pan- demonium of numberless Latin-derived dialects that gradually, over the centuries, morphed into a few separate languages—French, Portuguese, Spanish, Italian. What happened in France, Portugal and Spain was an organic evolution: the dialect of the most prominent city gradually became the accepted language of the whole region. Therefore, what we today call French is really a version of medieval Parisian. Portuguese is really Lisboan. Spanish is es- sentially Madrileño. These were capitalist victories; the strongest city ultimately determined the language of the whole country.

Italy was different. One critical difference was that, for the longest time, Italy wasn’t even a country. It didn’t get itself unified until quite late in life (1861) and until then was a peninsula of warring city-states dominated by proud local princes or other European powers. Parts of Italy belonged to France, parts to Spain, parts to the Church, parts to whoever could grab the local fortress or palace. The Italian people were alternatively humiliated and cavalier about all this domination. Most didn’t much like being colonized by their fellow Europeans, but there was al- ways that apathetic crowd that said, “Franza o Spagna, purchè se magna,” which means, in dialect, “France or Spain, as long as I can eat.”

All this internal division meant that Italy never properly coalesced, and Italian didn’t either.

So it’s not surprising that, for centuries, Italians wrote and spoke in local dialects that were mutually unfathomable. A scientist in Florence could barely communicate with a poet in Sicily or a merchant in Venice (except in Latin, of course, which was hardly considered the national language). In the sixteenth century, some Italian intellectuals got together and decided that this was absurd. This Italian peninsula needed an Italian language, at least in the written form, which everyone could agree upon. So this gathering of intellectuals proceeded to do something unprecedented in the history of Europe; they handpicked the most beautiful of all the local dialects and crowned it Italian.

In order to find the most beautiful dialect ever spoken in Italy, they had to reach back in time two hundred years to fourteenth-century Florence. What this congress decided would henceforth be considered proper Italian was the personal language of the great Florentine poet Dante Alighieri. When Dante published his Divine Comedy back in 1321, detailing a vis- ionary progression through Hell, Purgatory and Heaven, he’d shocked the literate world by not writing in Latin. He felt that Latin was a corrupted, elitist language, and that the use of it in ser- ious prose had “turned literature into a harlot” by making universal narrative into something that could only be bought with money, through the privilege of an aristocratic education. In- stead, Dante turned back to the streets, picking up the real Florentine language spoken by the residents of his city (who included such luminous contemporaries as Boccaccio and Petrarch) and using that language to tell his tale.

He wrote his masterpiece in what he called dolce stil nuovo, the “sweet new style” of the vernacular, and he shaped that vernacular even as he was writing it, affecting it as personally as Shakespeare would someday affect Elizabethan English. For a group of nationalist intel- lectuals much later in history to have sat down and decided that Dante’s Italian would now be the official language of Italy would be very much as if a group of Oxford dons had sat down one day in the early nineteenth century and decided that—from this point forward—everybody in England was going to speak pure Shakespeare. And it actually worked.

The Italian we speak today, therefore, is not Roman or Venetian (though these were the powerful military and merchant cities) nor even really entirely Florentine. Essentially, it is Dantean. No other European language has such an artistic pedigree. And perhaps no lan- guage was ever more perfectly ordained to express human emotions than this four- teenth-century Florentine Italian, as embellished by one of Western civilization’s greatest poets. Dante wrote his Divine Comedy in terza rima, triple rhyme, a chain of rhymes with each rhyme repeating three times every five lines, giving his pretty Florentine vernacular what scholars call “a cascading rhythm”—a rhythm which still lives in the tumbling, poetic cadences spoken by Italian cabdrivers and butchers and government administrators even today.”

wanna go naples and eat pizza. can’t believe naples, italy is responsible for both pizza AND ice cream. god bless italians honestly

i could really go for some very nice gelato at the moment...it’s almost 100 degrees over here

[galaxofmuses]

Attraction Meme

"Heh...It all checks out."

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[galaxofmuses]

// I dunno if this is even crack or not, but heck this is crack hc at this point. // This is basically my Dante and Vergil ( and even Nero to an extent) interact each other.

[galaxofmuses]

𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 𝐓𝐘𝐏𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐓 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔?

the prodigy

now this is most like the child protagonist who witnesses complete incompetence and feels so trapped in it that they have to find their way to a better tomorrow (all by themselves). whether it's wit, intelligence, creativity, privilege, or skill, you use your assets to their utmost, usually under the guidance of someone who knows how to hold you back just enough. you've earned your triumphs, and your adventures help you find power and control where before there was none. and sure, the arrogance can be quirky, but like, in very small doses.

reluctant chosen one

this is usually a teenager flung about by forces outside of their control, but it can also be anyone picked for a higher calling to a cause they don't believe in. your mission isn't just to complete the task at hand--it's about coming to your own conclusions, and finding the system is corrupt from the inside out. it's about returning the favor, and embracing righteous anger as a form of self-liberation. sure, you'll save the world. you'll also fuck up the people who made you do it.

jackass with morals

so you say you've got a heart of gold under those layers of crabby sarcasm and natural attractive qualities, sure. but here's the thing--it's not gold, it's warmth, and that's why it's guarded so heavily. you care deeply, even though you might hate it the whole time. you're annoyed with the way things are, and find evil more inconvenient that anything else, mostly because at your core, you don't understand why inflicting pain is appealing. so yeah, you talk and walk like you're soured and spoiled, but really, it doesn't fool anyone.

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