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ballorawan740 · 3 years ago

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SCP Scenarios: When their kids swear at them (REQUESTED)

Requested by: @Astro_KeySimp

WARNING: Swearing (sorta)

Ok so I kinda made the reader into the child since don't remember if you wanted the reader to be a child or not, so if it wasn't to your liking, then I'm sorry, but I can make a separate version on where the reader isn't the child

It kinda became more of the SCPs and doctors being dads than their reaction to their kids swearing

SCP 073 (Cain)

Cain was walking around with you since you were bored and there wasn't anything to do

Being unaware of what some of the staff were saying, ye went over to grab you some food for later in case you got hungry

Once you both went back, he watched you play with some Legos and was talking as if it was your Lego friends talking to you

Cain looked away for just 10 seconds and heard you shout out "Wow! He said that her baby's such a bi-" which shocked him as he heard it

Cain looked around and made sure that nobody was around the room and was somewhat surprised that you was the one saying this

Being a good dad he is, Cain explained to you carefuly that you shouldn't say that word because it's bad

And being a sweet shy child, you obliged and stopped saying the word

Til this day, Cain had no idea about where and who you've heard the word from and is very much more self-aware

SCP 076-2 (Abel)

Abel is that type of dad who would teach you all the bad words and encourages you to say them

It's the researchers who had to teach you top not to say those words

One time, Dr Glass came in to examine you and had rewarded you as usual since you were so cooperative

You drew a picture of you and Abel talking in a garden with bright coloured flowers

Simon asked if he could see your drawing and saw that the conversation you and your dad had was those of swearing

This surprised Simon since you knew so many at such a young age but wasn't totally shocked since he knew that you were Abel's child

And knowing him, he wouldn't teach you to be nice, so Simon took the job as a mother hen and taught you to not use those words around people

SCP 999 (Tickle Monster)

Ok, so I'll keep this SCP short since I, again, don't know what I should write for this adorable, squicky, neon-orange, bubby blob

Another SCP who doesn't cuss

This adorable squishy boi here was about to have a heart attack when he heard you swear fir the first time

He had to ask you worryingly where you heard that phrase and you just said some guy wearing a white jacket

999 sighed knowing that you'll grow and couldn't do anything to stop it

He did, however, mention that you should try and avoid saying those things to anyone and that they'd most likely have a heart attack since you were his child and you won the genetic lottery for being the cutest and outgoing child in the world

The only other person who knew of this was Dr Glass (sucks to be him ngl, he do be a mother to everyone) and he had to help poor 999 with teaching you better words

SCP 682 (Hard to Destroy Reptile)

YAY! Another SCP who would teach their kid to swear

682 has such a dirty mouth like 076 and would 100% teach you all the words he knows

Similarly to what happened with Abel, you were taken for an interview with Dr Sophia Light since she was assigned to you

She's such a sweet and kind doctor to be around and would teach you anything and everything you would probably need to know all the while keeping an eye on you in case you become overly aggressive like 682

You were just eating some sweets Lights had given you for good behaviour and overheard some researchers swear

Remembering what your dad had taught you, you just repeated those curse words while clapping at your achievement

This had shocked Sophia and that researcher since you were known to be a moderately shy and quiet child who normally wouldn't say those things despite being 682's child

Sophia had to ask if you understood the meaning of those words and shook your head as an indicator for no

She had to carefully find her words and told you to never speak of those words again and took you back to 682's cell

You went and hugged your dad and told him that you learnt from the doctor that those curse words were bad and neither of you should say them

682 had a headache after that

SCP 049 (Plague Doctor)

I have a hard time thinking that 049 would teach his child to cuss and would avoid swearing in front of them at all cost

Like, he barely swears anyways but he wants to stay classy and sassy for his innocent child

Just like the other day, his kiddo, you, was curious about the whole surgery thingy he does on the dead bodies, so you asked him to teach you and so he did (like the good father we nevah had)

So you learnt some new, yet difficult, words (cuz we all have a nonexistent pea-sized brain) and somehow, you managed to fit in a curse word

This did surprise 049 as he had remembered that he didn't teach you those foul words

He had to give you a talk about using such words and you teared up since you thought that people used them to express their affection to others

Unsurprisingly, 049 took his sweet time looking for the guy who 'taught' you this and wanted to use him as a case study for your future lessons

SCP 035 (Possessive Mask)

Another parent with such an amazing influence on children

035 would teach and enable you to use swearing as a form of expression

So you were free to say whatever you want as long as they aren't directed to our mask here, especially if it's in a negative way

Otherwise, you'd be punished (No not like that! He'll just ground you from your favourite TV show/movie)

The researchers were surprised, not about you swearing, but how you use them through expression

Except for this poor guy who was new to the foundation and bumped into you by accident

This rookie found himself listening to you cursing like a sailor (maybe not that much but more or less on the same level as Samuel L Jackson)

Word got out and everybody laughed at the poor rookie and told him more about your background and how you love to swear (apparently swearing will prolong your life, so you'll basically be immortal here)

035 was impressed by the whole ordeal and rewarded you with more shows to watch whenever you're both free

SCP 105 (Iris)

Iris would accidentally swear in front of you and whenever she realises it, she would tell you to not swear at people since it wasn't very nice

So she would use words to replace the swearing like "oh fudging hell not now" and "no sugar honey ice tea"

The foundation felt that it was slightly unnecessary but went with it anyways

They'd even go as far as saying that it's ridiculous, but who are they to judge?

Iris was your mother and she's a single mum too, so she felt the need to be overly beating but would occasionally let you decide on your own since you were only 12

The foundation members did tell her that you will eventually grow and more of these words will be used but she just hesitates

As a teen, you did begin to use foul words more often and Iris would argue about how you're using them, especially towards her, your own mother

Needless to say, you both felt bad and made up

SCP 106 (Old Man)

Now this old man right here doesn't exactly speak, or at least very rarely

And if he does, he'll most likely be talking to you or the foundation staff if he needed some help finding you

He'll most likely be able to understand what the researchers are saying, even if they aren't speaking English

My own personal hc is that 106 understands English, German, Spanish, French, Chinese, Arabic and Indonesian and probably many others

Every now and again, somebody would come in and teach you new words and give other lessons like maths and poetry (our favourite)

You came back home to tell him all the things you've learnt as he watched you in awe as he braided your hair

You've even used some new phrases, including swear words while talking and 106 was pretty impressed

I feel that he's quite neutral with swear words since words are words and are used as a form of verbal communication

So I don't think they'll be much change in his behaviour to whether you're swearing or not

SCP 096 (Shy Guy)

Now with 096, all he does is scream

So basically, somebody else would have to teach you some words

It's not to say that 096 is a dumb animalistic creature with no soul and just kills people who look at his face

He isn't stupid since he manages to find anyone who looked at his face from the other side of the globe

And he seems to understand what the researchers are saying, or at least on a more intermediate to moderate level

You'll learn about swear words from the other researchers, whether they'll be teaching it to you intentionally or you've overheard them

The foundation could really care less, but would at least prefer that you chill a bit if you got carried away

096 would act all cheery when you learn more new things as it's not like the foundation would let him out anyway, so he'll be living the outside world life from you (How relatable, but more with babysitting and dating, cuz I'm too pretty for anyone to date XD)

Like with 106, I don't think 096 would have any special reaction towards swearing, but would probably be screaming internally for a bit since he knows that it isn't a nice word

Dr Jack bright

This mf right here is one of those parents who would be kind but firm

Bright would most definitely give in to your curiosity and teach you whatever you want to learn but would warn you of the dangers

Depending on what it is, he would even go as far as giving you your own personal guard who would stay with you and train you

And unfortunately, this guard has such a foul mouth, so you're constantly exposed to such words

Luckily for the both of you, Jack Bright doesn't really care about swearing as long as you're not being extremely inappropriate if you were to work

He would even joke around with you sometimes and would even start the conversation with swearing

For instance, he'd just surprise you with a "Yeet his mf outta my sheithole"

And yes, you did laugh at his antics

Some would even say that you're an exact clone of him but more stable (for now)

Well, Bright is an amazing dad, but I'd say just below Dr Glass

Or maybe even on par with him

Like Bright is a goofy dad that has all the terrible dad jokes and Glass would be the type of dad to look out for his kid

Dr Simon Glass

Dr Glass would most definitely avoid using swear words, especially if you were under 15

Even if you were over 15, he'd still avoid swearing unless he wants to make a joke or 2

So most of the time, you'd learn all the swearing from other people and SCPs

Sometimes you would swear by accident and Glass would just look at you, slightly disappointed

I'd say he doesn't exactly care about you swearing per see, but would rather you avoid it

It's cuz Simon is the best dad a dad could ever dad and nobody could prove me wrong here

He's also one of the top best dads compared to the others on the list

He's basically your best friend so he'd let you vent and its the 1 time he'd let you swear to show your emotions

Simon would 100% know your thoughts and behaviour

He's just that good at reading people, especially you - almost to the point where people would say he's an SCP cuz I swear he's just empathic and telepathic

As mentioned before, Glass would be the type of dad to care for your mental health

It's not that the others don't, it's just that Glass is a top their God of Psychology and would come to you before you even know you have depression

He would even crack a joke sometimes

So every so often, he would shout out "LANGUAGE!!!" from across the room before you could even bat an eye and say anything

Dr Alto Clef

Another top tier dad, but swearing addition

Your godfather would literally be Jack Bright

Then it's Kondraki and Glass

He would let you swear on a daily basis and would join you

Sometimes you be looking at your Oppas/Noonas and be like: "Oh fxxk me!" and Clef, who's in the next room, be like: "Yeah, fxxk me too!" (Yes but no sis! No incest pls!)

Other times, you would be in the same room as Clef and Bright and you'd join them in being chaotic

And poor Kondraki is just there at the back trying to do his work peacefully

One time, Kondraki had to grab a Simon Glass to help stop the chaotic trio

And OML did it end so well

You were easy to manage tbh, with the exception of you swearing

Clef and Bright would most definitely encourage you to swear more

Especially Clef since he does have a twisted sense of humour

Dr Benjamin Kondraki

Kondraki is totally the type of person who would tell their kid to mind their own language

But he secretly doesn't care and his child knows it

His style of parenting is similar to Simon's

And yes, Simon is your #1 godfather/uncle

You'd go to him for emotional support since Kondraki sucks at that

Sometimes you'd swear at him and he'd get mad though

So yeah, running to Glass is a wonderful idea

And we all know that Kondraki doesn't mean what he said

He's just extremely introverted, but he's rather sensible - Usually...

Anyways, he would ask Simon on tips and advice on how to get you to stop swearing so much and he just gave Benjamin a parenting book (Like fr guys, let Glass have some rest, he's tired of babysitting over 100 dozens of pets in the zoo and all the other babies who work in it)

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etlunainmorte · 5 years ago

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❤ I See My Future Before Me ❤

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“Jack is dead!”

“But, that is just a movie!”

“I know! Poor Rose!”

“I’m gonna take a shower. Wanna join?”

“As if!”

“You bought another painting?”

“Yes. And?”

“But, you already have that!”

“There is a fine line between Aphrodite and Io. Learn to see the difference.”

“What movie are you gonna watch?”

“Dracula.”

“But, you’ve seen that about twenty - ish times!”

“Twenty - six, to be exact.”

“Twenty - six?! Twenty - six freaking times?!”

“Dracula is my favorite movie! Got a problem with that?!”

“Watching it twenty - six times is problematic enough!”

“At least I don’t watch porn!”

“Hey, babe, will you be my girlfriend?”

“No.”

“Why?”

“Because you rarely take showers.”

“If I take a shower now, will you be my girlfriend?”

“No.”

“So, will you join me instead?”

“NO!”

One by one, memories of you flooded through Dante’s mind, reminding him of all the precious moments he had with you.

The way you dressed, the way you carried yourself,…

… your subtle mannerisms,…

Your eyes, your hair, your laugh,…

… your kindness,…

Dante’s shoulders slouched. He dropped the Empusa head on the ground as Balrog reached its limit. He looked up at the massive demonic mechanism in the sky, then back to the ground where the carcasses of the Demons he slew lay.

He closed his eyes and inhaled, his chest suddenly getting heavy.

Then, your voice came back to his chaotic mind.

Dante,…

At first, it sounded like a whisper. Subtle, soft, and like a gentle wind in his ears.

All of a sudden, your voice grew louder, sounding more and more like a moan.

A moan of pain and suffering.

Dan,… te,…

He opened his eyes, feeling the tears threatening to come out of them.

Instead of going directly inside the Dreadnought to end it once and for all, he hastily went towards the opposite direction, longing to see you,…

… just one last time.

Dante,…

Went your voice inside his head. The more you called him, the more his movements became rash and quick.

“(Y/N), wait for me,…” the Devil Hunter groaned, feeling absolutely sick in the stomach. “I’m coming,…”

Him hearing your voice like that, he knew something really bad was going to happen. And he couldn’t shake the foreboding feeling off his mind.

He needed to see you. He had to.

With every step he made and every path he crossed, memories came crashing down upon his heavy heart, making it harder and harder for him to control himself.

He heard your voice once more but, this time, he saw your tear - filled hurt eyes, like some heartless person managed to bring you down to such a degrading state.

At that painful vision, Dante finally lost it. Without so much as a little effort, he summoned all his strength and transformed to his Devil form. He spread his wings wide and darted into the sky in search of the person who needed him.

Of the person he loved above all,…

He searched with his weary, yet sharp, eyes, saw every inferior Devil Hunter in combat against the demonic horde the Dreadnought just brought, and spotted, right above that hill, the form he ached to meet the most.

He focused his gaze on his goal and flew hastily towards it with unbelievable speed.

“Hey, what’s that?” Griffon asked as he saw a blur of speeding red light flying rapidly towards the two of you.

You looked up, adjusted your gaze to the morning light, and realized who it was.

“It’s,… Dante,…” you mouthed breathlessly, unable to believe your own eyes. “But, why?”

“Sorry, sweet pea. Have to deal with this on your own!”

“Hey!”

But, you were too late. Griffon vanished, returning to you and making your new contract markings visible once more.

The man, or the Red Devil, landed right in front of you, annihilating everything beneath his feet and within proximity.

You covered your eyes to protect them from the dust and debris, and a few moments later, you felt yourself being wrapped with an extremely strong and warm pair of arms. You opened your eyes and saw the achingly familiar maroon jacket belonging to the man you pushed away a week ago,…

… for the man who just rejected you.

Dante embraced you like he never embraced anyone before: with complete and utter intensity, yet, with gentleness he didn’t know he had. He sniffed your hair and breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that you were safe and unharmed,…

… until he smelled the faint scent of your fragrant blood coming from the bandage around your wounded stomach.

The man then grasped your arms as he looked at your mid - section, sensing your injury beneath your stained parka.

“You’re hurt.” Dante, with furrowed eyebrows, uttered with such pain in his voice.

“I,…” you were about to lie but, seeing it was futile, hesitated to do so. “I was.”

“What happened? Please, tell me.” The man begged.

You swore you would never cry again after what happened with V, and yet, seeing Dante worried about you like this,…

… you knew you’re going to bawl your eyes out again.

And at the mere thought, you could already feel your tired eyes stinging.

What did I do to deserve all this torture?!

“A Demon almost killed me,…”

“Then, withdraw from this battle! Please, I beg you! I don’t want to see you hurt like this! Please!”

“Dante,…” you whispered, cupping his face with your soft and gentle hands in an effort to calm him down. But, you knew he would never budge. “It would take,… much more than a demonic attack to hurt me. You know that.”

“What do you mean? (Y/N)?”

And then, he saw your eyes, your forced smile,…

… your tears.

Right then and there, he realized what just happened.

For almost a week, a thought has been bothering him about letting you go.

And now, it seemed that his hunches were proven to be correct.

“V DID THIS TO YOU.” He said, his tone almost sounding like a growl.

“Listen to me very carefully, Dante - ”

“I LEFT YOU, EVEN IF IT HURTS, BECAUSE I KNOW YOU WILL BE HAPPY WITH HIM! AND LOOK WHAT HE DID TO YOU!”

Dante became engulfed with the red glow that emanated from his body, enabling him to morph into his demonic form once more.

This time, to murder the man who hurt you.

To end the man who started all of this.

The man,…

… who was the sole reason for that innocent kid to murder his own father without even knowing,…

“Dante, listen to me!” You pleaded, throwing yourself in front of the horrific creature and wrapping your arms around him to calm him down. “No one has to get hurt! V doesn’t deserve this! Dante, please!”

The Devil, who was undeniably powerless before you, couldn’t even throw you away. “HE HURT YOU! HE HURT THE WOMAN I LOVE!”

You looked up, shocked at what you just heard.

All of a sudden, some memories flashed through your weak state of mind.

“Hey, babe, aren’t you aware that you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met?”

“I got nothing on Trish and Lady, I’ll have you know,…”

“And that I love you so much?”

“Oh, shut up, Dante. And stop making jokes, it’s not funny,…”

“(Y/N), can’t you even understand?” Dante morphed back to his human form, his emotions getting the better of him. “He doesn’t love you. WHO, IN THEIR RIGHT MIND, WOULD HURT SOMEONE THEY LOVE?! (Y/N), V NEVER LOVED YOU! AND HE NEVER WILL!”

Despite the hurtful truth that he was trying to instill in you, you remained rooted to the ground, still embracing the Devil Hunter who truly cared about you.

“I know but, I have a duty to see this through.” You answered, your voice trembling with the tears that poured out of your already bloodshot eyes. “V needs me and I have to see this until the end!”

Dante cupped your face with his huge hands and made you look up at him.

“If you must, then I will let you go. Once more.” He replied, every drop of your tears painfully driving a nail through his already beaten heart. “But, swear to me that after all this, you will go back home. Back to me, where you really belong.”

As if your eyes never had enough of tears in one, single day. “You don’t understand,…”

“What I don’t understand is your blind devotion to that man! (Y/N), I love you! Even if you always poke fun at me for telling you. I love you!”

You gasped and sobbed, unable to control the fresh bout of tears that were coming out of your eyes.

Dante, you don’t understand! You helplessly thought. Even if I swear to you, even if I want to, I will never be able to make it out of this alive! I’m going to die - !

“Dante, please - !”

But, your thoughts and words alike were silenced the moment he crashed his mouth unto yours, kissing you with such passion that you never knew he was capable of.

And at that moment, some more memories came back to haunt you.

“Dante, how do I look?”

“Ravishing.”

“Okay, you can put those right over there.”

“How many more of these vases are you gonna collect, hm?”

“Dante, you need to stop eating pizza!”

“And why is that?”

“Because, it’s unhealthy! And,…”

“And?”

“And,…”

“So, if I stop, will you be mine?”

“NO!”

“(Y/N), I feel dizzy,…”

“You drank too much again,…”

“One kiss will make me feel better.”

“Oh, shut the hell up.”

You held up both your hands and placed them against his chest in an effort to push him away but, he only tightened his hold on you, at the same time making his kisses more intense than ever before.

When he finally let you go to catch some air, you felt your head spinning with all the emotions and the memories that plagued your mind.

He brushed some tears from your face with his thumb as he made you look at him in the eye once more.

“Promise me you’ll make it through.” He told you with a much calmer tone. “Then, after all this, I’ll come and find you.”

“Dante, I - ”

“Okay, baby, let’s change it. I’ll come when you need me. I’ll rush to you as fast as I can. After this fight, we’ll come home, take a long bath, and stay in bed for as long as we want. I’ll be your home. I promise.”

Your heart ached for the kind man who sincerely adored you. As much as you wanted to accept his offer, knowing that he’ll never break his word, you had to accept that you would not survive this battle.

As much as you wanted to heal the wounds of rejection, you knew everything must end.

And finally, as much as you wanted to tell Dante everything, you just couldn’t. The truth would break the man’s heart, and he might actually murder V in the process.

You bowed down low and simply nodded, the simple, deceptive gesture making you utterly sick to the core. You feared that the man would see through your lie but, apparently, he didn’t.

“Alright. I’ll make this quick, then.” The man said, finally letting you go as he took some steps away from you. “I’ll see you soon.”

He would leave. He really was going to leave,…

“Dante!” You helplessly called, your conflicting emotions tempting you to just drop everything and tell him the truth.

“Don’t worry, babe. I’ll finish this battle as quick as I can.” The man said with a brave smile. He then saluted you as he morphed into his demonic form once again. “Adios!”

“DANTE!”

But, you were too late. He launched himself, flying away from you like the last thread of hope that just escaped your clutches.

It was the last time you saw him.

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XXI

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youtube

“Don't look back.

Don't regret.

Time's falling out of these hands.

I'll let you leave me.

Go on,

You know home is always inside your soul.

All the light to bless your way.

Don't be afraid,

And I'll be your home.

In this time,

In this place,

This moment is all we have.

And tomorrow we never know.

Every precious time,

Let it go,

Somewhere away.

You will learn, And you'll love,

Forgive the past and you can move on.

All the distance

You've come to a place.

Then you see that your home is away

Now the sun is rising

Lighting up your sky again brightly.

Every precious time,

Let it go,

Somewhere away.

You will learn, And you'll love,

Forgive the past.

Go on,

You know home is always inside your soul.

Where ever you go,

Whatever you see,

I'll be the place,

And I'll be your home.”

***

Dante landed just in time when Lady and Trish finished some Demons below the Dreadnought, itself.

“And he finally arrives.” Lady sarcastically said as she lazily leaned on her Kalina Ann.

“What? No guts to enter that ship thing?” Dante teased as he transformed back to his human form.

“It won’t let us.” Trish sadly announced, making Dante furrow his eyebrows in confusion.

“Meaning?”

“See for yourself.” Lady pointed at the Dreadnought’s entrance where some kind of a barrier made of light could be seen. “I tried shooting that but, I can’t destroy it.”

“Not even I can.” Trish admitted.

“Were you two just weak, then?” Dante asked them.

The Bewitching Devil rolled her eyes and shook her head. She then threw the Devil Sword Sparda to Dante. He caught it with ease, then glanced at her with an awkward smile.

“It only allows certain people to enter.” Trish informed him. “V just got through.”

At the sound of the man’s name, Dante’s veins threatened to pop. “HIM?!” He practically screamed.

“As easy as blinking an eye.”

“How could he even - ?!”

Lady sighed. “Well, you have the Sparda! Go after him, then!”

The Devil Hunter growled as he morphed once more. And with the powerful Sparda at his disposal, he flew towards the barrier, and was able to enter easily without even breaking a sweat.

“And there he goes.” Lady sighed as she saw the Devil disappear into the Dreadnought.

She sighed even more at the sight of the incoming horde before them.

“You sound bored.” Trish stated as she held up a single hand, summoning all her powers and making it light up. She balled it into a fist and a clear jolt of electricity ran through her whole body.

Lady shook her head. “What’s the fun in this? The real enemy is up there!”

Trish gave her a sideways glance. Ever since she had that talk with V, her mind had been in total shambles due to the confusion on who the enemy really was.

So, she just decided to let Dante handle everything by giving him the powerful sword, knowing that he’ll beat some sense out of V, who seemed to have learned nothing.

Not at all.

“Hey, the one who bags the most Demons gets treated to the salon.” Trish challenged Lady with a smile.

“Ohoho, no you don’t!” Lady smiled, lifting her weapon effortlessly in an acceptance of the challenge.

The two ladies charged forward, not letting a single Demon escape their clutches,…

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❤❤❤

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#devil may cry 5 #dante sparda #i see my future before me #dante x reader #dante x you #chapter 21 #he who loves #revised

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thedyingmoon · 5 years ago

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🖤 I See My Future Before Me 🖤

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XXI

***

"Jack is dead!"

"But, that is just a movie!"

"I know! Poor Rose!"

"I'm gonna take a shower. Wanna join?"

"As if!"

"You bought another painting?"

"Yes. And?"

"But, you already have that!"

"There is a fine line between Aphrodite and Io. Learn to see the difference."

"What movie are you gonna watch?"

"Dracula."

"But, you've seen that about twenty - ish times!"

"Twenty - six, to be exact."

"Twenty - six?! Twenty - six freaking times?!"

"Dracula is my favorite movie! Got a problem with that?!"

"Watching it twenty - six times is problematic enough!"

"At least I don't watch porn!"

"Hey, babe, will you be my girlfriend?"

"No."

"Why?"

"Because you rarely take showers."

"If I take a shower now, will you be my girlfriend?"

"No."

"So, will you join me instead?"

"NO!"

One by one, memories of you flooded through Dante's mind, reminding him of all the precious moments he had with you.

The way you dressed, the way you carried yourself,...

... your subtle mannerisms,...

Your eyes, your hair, your laugh,...

... your kindness,...

Dante's shoulders slouched. He dropped the Empusa head on the ground as Balrog reached its limit. He looked up at the massive demonic mechanism in the sky, then back to the ground where the carcasses of the Demons he slew lay.

He closed his eyes and inhaled, his chest suddenly getting heavy.

Then, your voice came back to his chaotic mind.

Dante,...

At first, it sounded like a whisper. Subtle, soft, and like a gentle wind in his ears.

All of a sudden, your voice grew louder, sounding more and more like a moan.

A moan of pain and suffering.

Dan,... te,...

He opened his eyes, feeling the tears threatening to come out of them.

Instead of going directly inside the Dreadnought to end it once and for all, he hastily went towards the opposite direction, longing to see you,...

... just one last time.

Dante,...

Went your voice inside his head. The more you called him, the more his movements became rash and quick.

"(Y/N), wait for me,..." the Devil Hunter groaned, feeling absolutely sick in the stomach. "I'm coming,..."

Him hearing your voice like that, he knew something really bad was going to happen. And he couldn't shake the foreboding feeling off his mind.

He needed to see you. He had to.

With every step he made and every path he crossed, memories came crashing down upon his heavy heart, making it harder and harder for him to control himself.

He heard your voice once more but, this time, he saw your tear - filled hurt eyes, like some heartless person managed to bring you down to such a degrading state.

Of the person he loved above all,...

He focused his gaze on his goal and flew hastily towards it with unbelievable speed.

"Hey, what's that?" Griffon asked as he saw a blur of speeding red light flying rapidly towards the two of you.

You looked up, adjusted your gaze to the morning light, and realized who it was.

"It's,... Dante,..." you mouthed breathlessly, unable to believe your own eyes. "But, why?"

"Sorry, sweet pea. Have to deal with this on your own!"

"Hey!"

But, you were too late. Griffon vanished, returning to you and making your new contract markings visible once more.

The man, or the Red Devil, landed right in front of you, annihilating everything beneath his feet and within proximity.

... for the man who just rejected you.

Dante embraced you like he never embraced anyone before: with complete and utter intensity, yet, with gentleness he didn't know he had. He sniffed your hair and breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that you were safe and unharmed,...

... until he smelled the faint scent of your fragrant blood coming from the bandage around your wounded stomach.

The man then grasped your arms as he looked at your mid - section, sensing your injury beneath your stained parka.

"You're hurt." Dante, with furrowed eyebrows, uttered with such pain in his voice.

"I,..." you were about to lie but, seeing it was futile, hesitated to do so. "I was."

"What happened? Please, tell me." The man begged.

You swore you would never cry again after what happened with V, and yet, seeing Dante worried about you like this,...

... you knew you're going to bawl your eyes out again.

And at the mere thought, you could already feel your tired eyes stinging.

What did I do to deserve all this torture?!

"A Demon almost killed me,..."

"Then, withdraw from this battle! Please, I beg you! I don't want to see you hurt like this! Please!"

"Dante,..." you whispered, cupping his face with your soft and gentle hands in an effort to calm him down. But, you knew he would never budge. "It would take,... much more than a demonic attack to hurt me. You know that."

"What do you mean? (Y/N)?"

And then, he saw your eyes, your forced smile,...

... your tears.

Right then and there, he realized what just happened.

For almost a week, a thought has been bothering him about letting you go.

And now, it seemed that his hunches were proven to be correct.

"V DID THIS TO YOU." He said, his tone almost sounding like a growl.

"Listen to me very carefully, Dante - "

"I LEFT YOU, EVEN IF IT HURTS, BECAUSE I KNOW YOU WILL BE HAPPY WITH HIM! AND LOOK WHAT HE DID TO YOU!"

Dante became engulfed with the red glow that emanated from his body, enabling him to morph into his demonic form once more.

This time, to murder the man who hurt you.

To end the man who started all of this.

The man,...

... who was the sole reason for that innocent kid to murder his own father without even knowing,...

"Dante, listen to me!" You pleaded, throwing yourself in front of the horrific creature and wrapping your arms around him to calm him down. "No one has to get hurt! V doesn't deserve this! Dante, please!"

The Devil, who was undeniably powerless before you, couldn't even throw you away. "HE HURT YOU! HE HURT THE WOMAN I LOVE!"

You looked up, shocked at what you just heard.

All of a sudden, some memories flashed through your weak state of mind.

"Hey, babe, aren't you aware that you're the most beautiful woman I've ever met?"

"I got nothing on Trish and Lady, I'll have you know,..."

"And that I love you so much?"

"Oh, shut up, Dante. And stop making jokes, it's not funny,..."

"(Y/N), can't you even understand?" Dante morphed back to his human form, his emotions getting the better of him. "He doesn't love you. WHO, IN THEIR RIGHT MIND, WOULD HURT SOMEONE THEY LOVE?! (Y/N), V NEVER LOVED YOU! AND HE NEVER WILL!"

Despite the hurtful truth that he was trying to instill in you, you remained rooted to the ground, still embracing the Devil Hunter who truly cared about you.

"I know but, I have a duty to see this through." You answered, your voice trembling with the tears that poured out of your already bloodshot eyes. "V needs me and I have to see this until the end!"

Dante cupped your face with his huge hands and made you look up at him.

"If you must, then I will let you go. Once more." He replied, every drop of your tears painfully driving a nail through his already beaten heart. "But, swear to me that after all this, you will go back home. Back to me, where you really belong."

As if your eyes never had enough of tears in one, single day. "You don't understand,..."

"What I don't understand is your blind devotion to that man! (Y/N), I love you! Even if you always poke fun at me for telling you. I love you!"

You gasped and sobbed, unable to control the fresh bout of tears that were coming out of your eyes.

Dante, you don't understand! You helplessly thought. Even if I swear to you, even if I want to, I will never be able to make it out of this alive! I'm going to die - !

"Dante, please - !"

But, your thoughts and words alike were silenced the moment he crashed his mouth unto yours, kissing you with such passion that you never knew he was capable of.

And at that moment, some more memories came back to haunt you.

"Dante, how do I look?"

"Ravishing."

"Okay, you can put those right over there."

"How many more of these vases are you gonna collect, hm?"

"Dante, you need to stop eating pizza!"

"And why is that?"

"Because, it's unhealthy! And,..."

"And?"

"And,..."

"So, if I stop, will you be mine?"

"NO!"

"(Y/N), I feel dizzy,..."

"You drank too much again,..."

"One kiss will make me feel better."

"Oh, shut the hell up."

You held up both your hands and placed them against his chest in an effort to push him away but, he only tightened his hold on you, at the same time making his kisses more intense than ever before.

When he finally let you go to catch some air, you felt your head spinning with all the emotions and the memories that plagued your mind.

He brushed some tears from your face with his thumb as he made you look at him in the eye once more.

"Promise me you'll make it through." He told you with a much calmer tone. "Then, after all this, I'll come and find you."

"Dante, I - "

"Okay, baby, let's change it. I'll come when you need me. I'll rush to you as fast as I can. After this fight, we'll come home, take a long bath, and stay in bed for as long as we want. I'll be your home. I promise."

Your heart ached for the kind man who sincerely adored you. As much as you wanted to accept his offer, knowing that he'll never break his word, you had to accept that you would not survive this battle.

As much as you wanted to heal the wounds of rejection, you knew everything must end.

And finally, as much as you wanted to tell Dante everything, you just couldn't. The truth would break the man's heart, and he might actually murder V in the process.

You bowed down low and simply nodded, the simple, deceptive gesture making you utterly sick to the core. You feared that the man would see through your lie but, apparently, he didn't.

"Alright. I'll make this quick, then." The man said, finally letting you go as he took some steps away from you. "I'll see you soon."

He would leave. He really was going to leave,...

"Dante!" You helplessly called, your conflicting emotions tempting you to just drop everything and tell him the truth.

"Don't worry, babe. I'll finish this battle as quick as I can." The man said with a brave smile. He then saluted you as he morphed into his demonic form once again. "Adios!"

"DANTE!"

But, you were too late. He launched himself, flying away from you like the last thread of hope that just escaped your clutches.

It was the last time you saw him.

youtube

"Don't look back.

Don't regret.

Time's falling out of these hands.

I'll let you leave me.

Go on,

You know home is always inside your soul.

All the light to bless your way.

Don't be afraid,

And I'll be your home.

In this time,

In this place,

This moment is all we have.

And tomorrow we never know.

Every precious time,

Let it go,

Somewhere away.

You will learn, And you'll love,

Forgive the past and you can move on.

All the distance

You've come to a place.

Then you see that your home is away

Now the sun is rising

Lighting up your sky again brightly.

Every precious time,

Let it go,

Somewhere away.

You will learn, And you'll love,

Forgive the past.

Go on,

You know home is always inside your soul.

Where ever you go,

Whatever you see,

I'll be the place,

And I'll be your home."

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~ A Dante X Reader X V set in an Alternate Universe wherein a galon of tears is never enough. 😥

~ This chapter is especially dedicated to @lessy86 and @gxthghoulfriend . Thank you so much for everything. ❤

~ @heaven-on-a-landslide , @diabeticsugarush , @ehrzeth , @simmy-ships , @ceruleanworld , @boundbysoul , and @krazy06 . 🖤

~ I'm gonna call this genre, "Oh my God, my feels". 👌👍👍

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Dante landed just in time when Lady and Trish finished some Demons below the Dreadnought, itself.

"And he finally arrives." Lady sarcastically said as she lazily leaned on her Kalina Ann.

"What? No guts to enter that ship thing?" Dante teased as he transformed back to his human form.

"It won't let us." Trish sadly announced, making Dante furrow his eyebrows in confusion.

"Meaning?"

"See for yourself." Lady pointed at the Dreadnought's entrance where some kind of a barrier made of light could be seen. "I tried shooting that but, I can't destroy it."

"Not even I can." Trish admitted.

"Were you two just weak, then?" Dante asked them.

The Bewitching Devil rolled her eyes and shook her head. She then threw the Devil Sword Sparda to Dante. He caught it with ease, then glanced at her with an awkward smile.

"It only allows certain people to enter." Trish informed him. "V just got through."

At the sound of the man's name, Dante's veins threatened to pop. "HIM?!" He practically screamed.

"As easy as blinking an eye."

"How could he even - ?!"

Lady sighed. "Well, you have the Sparda! Go after him, then!"

The Devil Hunter growled as he morphed once more. And with the powerful Sparda at his disposal, he flew towards the barrier, and was able to enter easily without even breaking a sweat.

"And there he goes." Lady sighed as she saw the Devil disappear into the Dreadnought.

She sighed even more at the sight of the incoming horde before them.

"You sound bored." Trish stated as she held up a single hand, summoning all her powers and making it light up. She balled it into a fist and a clear jolt of electricity ran through her whole body.

Lady shook her head. "What's the fun in this? The real enemy is up there!"

Trish gave her a sideways glance. Ever since she had that talk with V, her mind had been in total shambles due to the confusion on who the enemy really was.

So, she just decided to let Dante handle everything by giving him the powerful sword, knowing that he'll beat some sense out of V, who seemed to have learned nothing.

Not at all.

"Hey, the one who bags the most Demons gets treated to the salon." Trish challenged Lady with a smile.

"Ohoho, no you don't!" Lady smiled, lifting her weapon effortlessly in an acceptance of the challenge.

The two ladies charged forward, not letting a single Demon escape their clutches,...

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🖤🖤🖤

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fluffwrites · 7 years ago

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Haunted Spirits - Chpt 1

When Jack suggests the two check out a haunted house in the area Hiccup is skeptical, these kinds of things never turn out to be true. Hiccup tags along anyways, after all whats the worst that could happen?

also available on A03: http://archiveofourown.org/works/12619988/chapters/28752480

Inspired by Nagi's Dark Jack pictures on tumblr: http://nagi-77.tumblr.com/post/138349896927/darkjack-doodles

It shouldn’t have surprised him when a snowball hit the back of his head. Hiccup shook his head and turned with a scoff. “Seriously, give a guy a little warning…” He trailed off as he realized it had not been thrown by a certain Winter Spirit. His best friend Astrid came running up beside him.

“What would be the fun in that?” she questioned. “Snowball fights aren’t generally started with permission.”

“True,” he admitted, as they turned and began the trek back from school.

“I never got the chance to ask how your trip went,” she commented, referring to the trip to Norway his family had taken for thanksgiving. Usually they saved that trip for summer holidays or Christmas, but some of the family members from Norway were planning a vacation for Christmas this year, so the trip had been moved up. On the up side the trip had gotten him extra days off from school. “Anything interesting happen? How was your visit with that guy you like?” She asked teasingly.

“My visit with Jack was fine, and he’s my boyfriend, not ‘that guy I like,’” He corrected. He looked around briefly. It was a bit surprising that Jack hadn’t shown up yet. He had met Hiccup in Norway and visited with him during the trip, but usually he stayed in the area otherwise. Unless he was busy spreading winter somewhere.

“Fine, fine,” she said as she pulled an apple out of her bag and took a bite out of it. “Gotta be honest with you Hic. I’m glad you like this guy, but I don’t hold much hope for you maintain a relationship with someone who lives on the other side of the world. how did you meet him anyways?”

“He lives on the same street as my uncle. We actually met last year while I was visiting. There was this massive snowball fight when we met. I swear half their town must have shown up for it, and afterwards we just started hanging out.” It wasn’t entirely a lie. He had met Jack while in Norway. He didn’t like lying to his friend. But it was as close to the truth as he could get.

He had met Jack while visiting his relatives, and there had been a snowball fight, which he later learned Jack had started. The fight had been going full tilt before he had even joined, and right from the start the white haired boy had really stood out to him. Jumping and running around at a pace that seemed impossible. His movements were so graceful and fluid, it was mesmerizing. It almost made Hiccup feel jealous, he had always been so clumsy. The other boy was laughing and chucking snow balls and seemed to be having a blast. But after about a few minutes Hiccup noticed something that made his smile fade.

Everyone else seemed to be ignoring the other boy. No one was talking with him, or laughing when he made sarcastic comments or jokes, or interacting with him at all. He wasn’t even sure if anyone had thrown any snowballs at the other boy. Hiccup wondered what the other’s history in the town was. Was it who he was, or something he had done that had caused the others to shun him? Hiccup scowled. He crouched down and grabbed a couple fists full of snow and started packing it into a ball. He knew all too well how it felt to be completely excluded and he would have no hand in enabling that. If the other boy wanted to take part in the snowball fight, Hiccup would make sure it was an eventful one for him.

Hiccup stood back up, scanned the crowd for the other boy, then took aim and lobbed his projectile at the enthusiastic teen. The snowball hit the white haired boy in the side of the face, and the other teen froze. He looked around trying to determine where the snowball had come from when his eyes landed on Hiccup, who was still looking straight back at him. Hiccup grinned back and bent over, scooping up a bit more snow and packing it into a ball. The other just kept staring at him, an expression of complete shock and maybe the slightest start to a smile on his face. He frowned slightly and looked over his shoulder, as if still expecting Hiccup to be looking at someone else. Was this really such an unusual turn of events for the other teen? As the white haired boy turned back in his direction Hiccup tossed his snowball up slightly and caught it again, trying to give a clear indication that the other should grab a snowball and defend himself.

Then things took an unexpected turn for the young Viking descendant. The white haired boy took one step forward before his feet left the ground and he began to hover towards him. Hiccup’s jaw dropped and his eyes widened moments before a random snowball from somewhere to his right hit him square in the face. In his shocked state he was left off balance, slipped on ice he hadn’t known he was standing on and fell backwards, hitting his head on the sidewalk.

He couldn’t be certain, but Hiccup was pretty sure he never lost consciousness. When his vision cleared there were several people looking down at him. A moment later someone was asking if he was alright, and another person was pulling him upright. Someone was brushing snow off his back, and asking if he needed first aid. He felt disoriented and overwhelmed by all the people crowding around him. Hiccup looked around, trying to find the white haired… Person? Ghost? The first person that had inquired about his wellbeing seemed to notice his odd behavior, and asked again if he was ok. He wasn’t sure what to say, he looked around but couldn’t find the other boy. Had he imagined the whole thing? After assuring everyone that he was alright the snowball fight continued, although he couldn’t stop thinking about what had happened. Maybe he had finally lost it.

After the snowball fight ended Hiccup was walking back to his uncle’s when a strong wind came up behind him and blew his hat right off of his head. He sighed in exasperation and bent to pick it up. As he stood back up a voice behind him ask, “Can you really see me?”

Hiccup almost jumped clear into the street, but slipped on the ice again and suddenly found himself slumped against the white haired boy’s chest. As Hiccup’s cheeks did their best impression of a tomato, the boy laughed, and told him that he should invest in better shoes. and that was how he had met Jack frost.

“Honestly it sounds more like puppy love from what you’ve told me. You said you two hadn’t even held hands.” She said.

“Well,” He said as he felt his cheeks heat up slightly, “We might have kissed.”

She broke out into a grin, “He kissed you?”

Hiccup bit his bottom lip. “Actually I kissed him.”

She laughed lightly. “That, uhh, seems a little…”

“Unlike me?” He supplied, and then nodded with a nervous chuckle. “Yea. It was… a little terrifying. But,” He moved a bit ahead of her, trying to minimize eye contact. And just let his thoughts fall from his mouth unfiltered before embarrassment could stop him. “I could tell that he wanted to kiss me. Almost had actually, but then he seemed to hesitate. So… in a very uncharacteristic move for me… I just closed the space between us and…” He trailed off before turning back to Astrid.

Who had a massive smirk on her face. He rolled his eyes, “Stop looking at me like that,” he demanded.

She took a few quick strides to close the distance between them and shoved his shoulder lightly. “You’re adorable,” she said.

“No I’m…“

She snickered while shaking her head, but eventually he laughed as well. Astrid glanced down at her watch and muttered a swear under her breath. “Dammit I’ve got to get going,” she said running up ahead of him before looking over her shoulder again. “You ARE going to tell me more about this when I see you next.”

He threw her a mock salute, “yes, ma’am.”

She rolled her eyes before running off to her house. Hiccup smiled as she left then looked around, not entirely convinced a certain snow spirit wasn’t in the area.

His suspicions were answered a moment later when a chilled wind kicked up snow around him. A snowy mist of the white dust blew past and into his face. A moment later he was being tackled into the snow bank beside the sidewalk. He raised his head out of the cold powder while wrenching his arms out from underneath him. He chuckled slightly, wiping his face off. “Having a good day, are we?” He asked glancing over his shoulder.

Jack folded his arms across Hiccup’s shoulders and placed his chin on top of them. “Usually,” he replied with his trademark grin.

Hiccup pushed himself up and leaned his weight along his forearms. “You gonna get off of me?”

Jack’s grin turned to a smirk. “Nah,” he said rolling over and sprawling across Hiccup’s back, “You’re comfy.”

Hiccup raised an eyebrow at the winter spirit. Jack looked over his shoulder and down at Hiccup with a smirk. His grin quickly faded as Hiccup flung his arm back and over Jack’s chest and rolled them both over until Jack faceplanted into the snow. Laughing through the face full of snow, Jack quickly wiggled his way out from under the teen. He grabbed a handful of snow to form into a snowball. Hiccup choose that moment to tackle him again and Jack’s hands instinctively reached out to try and stop him. The snow in Jack’s hand connected with Hiccup’s face at the same moment his magic flowed into the snowball. The excess power literally exploded in a blast of snow in Hiccup’s face. Hiccup’s face scrunched up at shock from the cold. Jack’s expression of concerned warped into an amused one. He failed to hide the start of a laugh at the sight of Hiccup’s hair literally frozen standing on it’s ends.

Hiccup blinked through the snowy powder sticking to his face and looked down incredulously at Jack killing himself laughing. “Really?” he asked sarcastically.

Jack opened eyes that were watering from his laughter. He tried to suppress it, but once he caught sight of Hiccup again there was no stopping the giggle-fest.

Hiccup raised an eyebrow at Jack’s continued laughter, before scooping up a handful of snow and dumping it on Jack’s face. Jack let out a startled shout before twisting and sweeping up more snow himself and flinging it in Hiccup’s face. And the battle was on again as the two tackled each other and tried to fling the biggest handful into the other’s face.

A few minutes and one wrestling matched later the two collapsed in a snow covered laughing pile. “You know,” Jack commented while attempting to catch his breath, “anyone who looked out their window just then would have seen a 16 year old high school student rolling around in the snow like some overgrown puppy.”

Hiccup chuckled between pants for breath, “and anyone who knows me wouldn’t even have questioned it.”

Jack chuckled in response and pushed himself off the ground. “Up for a little adventure?” He asked offering Hiccup a hand up.

Hiccup took Jack’s hand and let Jack pull him upright. “What kind of adventure?”

Jack brushed snow off of his clothes. “Well,” Jack said as they started moving down the street, “I overheard some kids talking earlier. They mentioned an abandoned house in town that everyone thinks is haunted.”

Hiccup rolled his eyes. “Really,” he asked sarcastically. “I can think of several that people think are haunted.”

“Why didn’t you ever mention them to me?”

“Because it’s stupid,” Hiccup said. “In most cases, it’s just a house that looks odd, is really old, or someone just wanted to make something up.”

“What if one of them really is?” the winter spirit question.

“That’s… highly unlikely,” Hiccup trailed off as he realized his odds of dissuading Jack were very slim. As they started walking Hiccup couldn’t help but wonder. “What’s the difference anyways?” He asked.

Jack gave him a questioning look.

“Between a Spirit and… a ghost that haunts a house?”

Jack thought about it a moment. “Spirits… we’re usually given our responsibilities and positions by someone. In most cases we represent something. Some Spirits died in a past life, like me, and were brought back... Ghosts are usually people that have died and for whatever reason never moved on.”

“Have you ever met one?” Hiccup asked.

“A ghost?” Jack asked with a raised eyebrow and quickly shook his head. “No. But I’ve heard other Spirits talk about meeting them. There are some interesting stories.”

“Should we be concerned?” Hiccup didn’t actually believe they would find anything at this ‘haunted house�� but the idea of it was kind of fun.

“Nah,” Jack said. “From what I’ve heard they’re usually just grumpy.” The Winter Spirit laughed again and started forward with a bit more of a spring in his step. “Come on. We should hurry, it’s going to start getting dark soon.”

Hiccup turned and followed. “Honestly, the whole thing seemed rather ridiculous.”

Jack turned back and grinned at Hiccup, who was almost pouting. “Come on. We’ll have fun, I promise.” His grinned widened. “Besides an expression like that isn’t going to change my mind. It just makes you look adorable,” he said adding emphasis on the last word.

Hiccup’s eyebrows dipped into a frown at the choice of wording. “What?” He asked.

“Hmm?” Jack questioned walking backwards in front of Hiccup.

The teen took a couple steps to keep up with the Spirit. “Jack, did you just... Did you listen in on my conversation with Astrid.”

“What!?” Jack exclaimed feigning shock and placing a hand over his chest. “How could you even suggest such a thing?” If his act hadn’t been weak before, it fell apart when he couldn’t stop grinning.

“Oh, come on…”

Jack’s face wrinkled up even more as he turned and started down the sidewalk again.

“Jack!” Hiccup ran to catch up with him.

#hijack #frostcup #fanfiction #Hiccup Haddock #Jack Frost #haunted house au #angst and fluff #halloween #dark Jack #mine #writing #fluff writes

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osakasshitpit · 4 years ago

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My adventures with my PS4 and Night City

Here is what nobody asked for, my thoughts on Cyberpunk 2077.

Well well well. This certainly is a hot button topic right now. The game’s out, everyone is playing it and a fuck ton of people are complaining about it. Me as well. Playing it I mean, I spend the majority of this weekend playing it, actually, and I haven’t lost a word about it online. Full disclosure, I am playing on PS4 because I don’t have a PC that can handle it, let alone a PS5 (those fucking things are almost as rare these times as graphics cards, swear to god). I also could not play right on launch day, for a whole bunch of reasons. First, my Tabletop RPG group plays Thursdays and I’m the game master, so I can’t just drop off of the face of the earth and play Cyberpunk. I know, what a fucking nerd I am. Anyways, if that wasn’t enough, the fucking delivery service was fucking with me. My package didn’t get delivered on Thursday, for unknown reasons. Friday, it was finally due to arrive, but the mailman just didn’t think he should deliver my package. I only found out through tracking that he apparently was there and I wasn’t, despite the fact I was. Fuck that guy. I went to the post office to complain later. It turns out due to the ‘rona and the game being rated for mature audiences only, they could not deliver my package and I indeed had to pick it up from the post office, so I could verify I am of age. Usually, when this sort of thing happens and you gotta pick it up, earliest date you can pick it up is the next day, 10am... which would’ve been Saturday. Luckily for me, I was able to pick it up on Friday, despite the fact I shouldn’t be able to. Well, lucky me I guess. After coming home from work, I put the game in the console and had to wait pretty much the entire rest of the day for the fucking thing to install and patch, so that was a fucking bitch and a half. I played

After all that, I was finally able to at least make a character and play through the tutorial before going to bed.

Saturday and onward, I played roughly 20 hours, I got through the game’s story a bit and did a looooooooooot of side jobs. I played most of that time on version 1.04, the tutorial was on version 1.02.

So after explaining my situation, here are my thoughts.

The short version is, it’s a really good game that is sadly a little rough around the edges.

The long version... weeeeelll.

The game, even on PS4 with admittedly low graphics settings (the game was just not made for the thing and it shows from time to time), can look incredible. Most of that is in the lighting. By night, the city is glowing in this harsh neon tone I simply adore. By day, the city is bright and shiny, like polished chrome. The back alleys are dark, dingy and littered with trash. The city is like a maze made out of roads, alleys and underground walkways. The atmosphere this game has is what I expected and what I wanted, so A+ in that department. They also did an excellent job on the motion capture. When it comes to open world games, I’m pretty used to the shit bethesda sells you, so I was very very happy to see all the characters you meet move and emote like that. There were some rough spots, especially with everyone's favorite sleep paralysis demon Johnny, but over all the animation quality is top notch. It wasn’t all sunshine and rainbows, though. The texture quality is pretty low, at least on the environment (I think the quality on the characters is pretty okay for PS4). It is noticeable in many areas, but I guess I’m okay with that. I kinda wished the environments had better texture quality but I guess it’s a small prize to pay. What was kind of distracting for me was the visual glitches I encountered. They were not as frequent as many made them out to be, but when they occurred it was very noticeable. Bodies clipping and getting stuck in geometry, being violently distorted as they are trying to get unstuck to the ground I probably propelled them into with a shotgun blast. Things flickering in and out of existence in the distance. Light effects flickering from time to time. And of course, the odd model being rendered in low-res before blending into the high-res model. The later seems to be a major gripe for many a people, but I had this happen like, maybe 10 times? At least I actively noticed it like 10 times. It usually only took about a second or two until the game caught up. It mostly happened when I took a motorcycle to get around. After going like 200 km/h and stopping at my destination, the game sometimes took a few seconds to catch up and render the area properly and granted, it’s a bit of an annoyance but well, it happened rarely enough to bother me. My theory on why this happens is it probably has something to do with how the engine (which is the latest version of their own proprietary engine, the RedEngine) handles Level of Detail. To explain, in short, level of detail is when a game uses lower resolution models and textures for objects that are far away. They look like shit because they are not meant to be seen up close. They are meant to be seen from a great distance. At a far distance, it doesn’t matter if that model has 10000 polygons or 5, because all you see is a few pixels in the vague shape of something. Its a neat trick engines use to render more on screen without using much more power, and everyone is using it. If you have played Breath of the Wild, you might have seen this when you zoom in really close with your shieka slate towards something like a shire or a building that is far away. Anyways, my theory is that due to the way the engine handles this, the game gets confused sometimes and it takes a bit until the high res model loads in, which is why you see low res models up close. It’s bad, but probably just a thing they need to patch out. I have to admit though, that I only played it on a 26 inch 1080p screen so people with larger screens might find these graphical shortcomings more distracting.

One thing I found rather annoying in regards to graphics is that sometimes UI elements take a while to load. This happens very inconsistently so I don’t know why this happens but it does suck.

I’ll be honest though and say what was important for me was less the graphics and more the gameplay, aesthetic/atmosphere and story. I already stated that I think the game delivers on the atmosphere and aesthetics, but what about the gameplay and story?

Well, it’s pretty good I’d say. Gun play is good, Cyberware is integrated well into the game, granting you new perks and abilities and the RPG Mechanics (while not being the most in depth and faithful to how the Pen and Paper Games worked) are also pretty fun to fuck around with. It works like this: You get Stat points you distribute to get bonuses to stuff and that allow you to do certain actions. Some things have a stat requirement to do, like breaking down doors or hacking into a device to collect paydata. There are also dialogue choices that have stat requirements. These are optional, but very helpful. I have to say though, it’s pretty easy to have a jack of all trades that can get past most of these things. You can see that as a positive thing or a negative thing. Outside of that, you have skills that improve when you use them. What that grants you is perk points you can freely distribute among the many, many perks you can acquire. These usually enable you to do some stuff or grand you a pretty nice bonus to something, like being able to carry a lot more shit, increasing reload speed for weapons or granting you a passive health regeneration in combat (which is pretty good). Also, pro tip, if you are playing a netrunner, get the perk that allows you to get RAM back during combat as quickly as possible. Shit is vital for you to be able to actively use your hacking abilities. Netrunning is another thing I liked. So here is the deal. There are two types of hacks: Breaching and Quick Hacks. Breaching is basically breaking into the enemies network and leaving behind malware that give you an advantage. These can be pretty strong and don’t cost you resources, but you have to do a minigame to activate the effects. How it works is that you have this grid with HEX Values. You have to hit a sequence of values to activate a malware. There was some in world explanation onto why, but I forgot. Anyways, You can chain these together to trigger multiple effects and if sequences have some overlap, you might be able to trigger multiple effects at the same time. The catch is, that you can only hit the values by going along the top most row, then the column of the value you hit first, then the row of the value you hit next, and so forth. It sounds more complicated than it is, really. As soon as you hit your first value, the timer starts ticking, so you are encouraged to first find an optimal path and then execute. It is a pretty fun and quick mini game that gives you just the right amount of challenge to make you feel like a hacker when you activate all the effects. I like it a lot. Other thing is quick hacks. These are just programs you can fire off that do any number of things. For devices like cameras, there are a set number of things you can do with a quick hack to manipulate it. I think these also tie into your hacking perks? Not sure. For people and enemies, you have programs you slot into your cyberdeck. These can do all matter of things, suited for stealth and combat. These are extremely useful for a lot of things, like blinding someone momentarily so you can steal stuff right in front of their noses, making their weapon jam so you can either run past someone or fight them without opposition, disabling their cyberware to weaken them, and plain just dealing damage. The promotional material made it sound like you have to play stealth to hack, but that's not the case at all. You can very easily specialize in shotguns or melee combat and hack your opponents to give you an edge in combat. I think it is more suited for stealth because hacking (as far as I got at least) is very focused on 1v1 encounters, but there are some things that affect a whole group of enemies, so you can still use netrunning pretty effectively in the thick of things.

The story is also pretty good. only played till chapter 2, but so far I like it. I can’t say too much and promotional material spoiled a few things about the first chapter but there were still some twists and turns I did not see coming, I’m excited to see where this goes. Outside of that, there are a lot of side missions in the game, which are also pretty good in my opinion. You don’t have dialogue choices that influence the outcome of every quest, but even the more linear quests are pretty enjoyable. At least they usually give you the ability to approach a quest your way. You can’t always solve things with words, but y’know, it is rare that you talk a gang into getting fucked over by you so it does make sense that sometimes, violence is your only way out. For those who want to play nice, there are non-lethal weapons and even guns can be made non-lethal with the right modifications. So, you can play as a pacifist, I guess. I don’t know if that does anything but there you go. What is pretty neat and sometimes challenging even, is that some quests require you to use non-lethal force. Be careful though, some quests can be failed by just walking away or doing them to late or missing dialogue options. If a dude comes to you and says he pays you to drive him somewhere RIGHT NOW, you have to get a car RIGHT NOW and drive him there. If you go away to get a car, the quest fails. I wish they told you that but I guess it makes sense. Thankfully, autosaves are usually pretty merciful and you rarely loose much progress. There was one quest that really fucked me over because apparently I didn’t talk through all the dialogue options when I should’ve. Without spoiling anything, you had to talk to a guy. After doing that, you can go to the guy who asked you to do that and get your reward, but the quest isn’t finished. If you didn’t do a thing before getting your reward, you will fail the quest down the line. You still get paid but... well, I guess you could say you get the bad end for the quest.

Sadly, Quests are also where my main issue with how the game is right now lies. There are some bugs that can render a quest objectives broken, or stuck in limbo. Some of these issues fix themselves after a while or after loading a save before the quest, but it sure as shit is annoying to do things twice because the fucking game wouldn’t let you finish the quest objective. This happened a few times for me. Two side quests got stuck in my quest log, with no quest objective. I think I even got the reward for the quest but the quest just wouldn’t register as finished. That sucks a lot. Twice or so I had to reload a save because I couldn’t progress in a quest because the game didn’t register me doing the objective. One time, during the main quest no less, I couldn’t fulfill the objective at all because the item I needed for that couldn’t be interacted with. That sucks and shouldn’t happen.

There are also the crashes. Thankfully, crashes only happened like 4 times for me in over 20 hours of playtime but still, it’s annoying.

Overall, I’d say Cyberpunk 2077 is a very good game that is plagued by some technical shortcomings, but it is very enjoyable despite all the flaws. I hope they fix these issues soon but by the look of things, they are hard at work on getting shit patched, which I can appreciate. It not as bad as some people make it out to be and it not a scam as some people have called it, it’s just another game that might have needed a bit more time in the oven.

#cyberpunk 2077 #rant

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