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Shy!Reader Finding Dante's Magazines

Content Warning: Slight NSFW ahead. Mentions of provocative magazines.

Dante was out on a mission, leaving you in Devil May Cry. Bored, you decide to clean the shop. It's a bit very messy, and he might appreciate it.

So, you put on your gloves and mask and get to work.

You dust, throw away old pizza boxes, take out the trash, and sweep. You even clean the bathroom. You notice magazines strung across the floor, so grab one in order to stack them neatly on Dante’s desk. As soon as you grab one and turn it over, you now understand the exact nature of these magazines. In bold print with a woman sitting in a provocative position, was a Playboy magazine.

Heat instantly pools on your cheeks and you throw it across the desk reactively (I believe that defeats the purpose of tidying up, (Y/N).) Although thoroughly embarrassed, you take a deep breath. What Dante has on his desk, or lack thereof, is really none of your business, anyway.

There are several other magazines, not just from Playboy. Morbid curiosity would tell you to look inside but whatever braincells you had left screamed at you to avoid looking inside as if it were laced in plague.

Despite your embarrassment, you pick up the magazines and shove them in the desk drawer. You simply try to forget about it and clean the desk.

You pay special attention to the portrait of Eva. You pick it up gently, though firm enough to not drop it. You notice through closer inspection that the portrait appears to be the most well-kempt object on Dante’s desk, your heart warming at the realization. You didn’t really need to clean it much at all.

Dante is a momma’s boy. You can pry this from my cold, dead fingers.

Dante returns an hour after you’ve finished cleaning. You look at him and smile, feeling butterflies when he returns your smile. He takes a look around, then whistles.

“Huh. It looks real pretty in here. Did you clean?”

You nod. “Yeah. I hope that’s okay.”

“Hey, you did a helluva better job than I could. You’ve saved me from His Highness’ whining.”

You giggle at that. It wasn’t hard figuring out who “High Highness” is.

Dante then notices the freshly ordered pizza on his desk. You see his eyes light up and he makes a beeline for his desk, plopping down on his chair and opening the box. He begins munching on a slice, looking around on his desk. You know what he’s looking for.

Instantly, a blush creeps up your neck. You awkwardly clear your throat, “They’re, uh, in a drawer.”

Dante pauses, then looks at you with a smirk. It's that damn smirk that makes your blush go wild. “I bet that was a bit of a shock, huh?”

You throw something at him. Dante laughs.

He teases you about it for the next few days. You know why he’s doing that: he wants a reaction out of you. The absolute devil wanted to see you blush. What really riles you up is when he says things like, “Y’know, if you were in one of those magazines, I’d go buckwild.”

Your face turns red as a tomato and your brain explodes. (It's up to you, dear reader, if you would hit him or hide.)

“I have never seen you blush so much in such a short amount of time.”

“Dante, you should really be addicted to shutting the hell up.”

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Thank you!

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Hearing that certainly made me smile. This is why I love doing what I’m doing; if my writing can help at least one person, it's worth it to me. It's not about money, it's about bringing people genuine happiness. I’m glad my writing helped you, and I am definitely glad you’re here to tell me this. <3

Toxic

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Vergil With a Short!Chubby!S/O

He absolutely adores you. “The light of my darkness,” he calls you.

Your height difference is the seat of Vergil’s amusement. You’re so tiny you barely reach his shoulders, he has to lean down to kiss you. Tap him on the shoulder and he’ll instantly know what you want.

Imagine Vergil, tired, bending down behind you to lean his chin atop your head.

He mentions your height quite a bit, often calling it “adorable.” To Vergil it's worth mentioning it just to see your flustered face, or when you pout. Your height makes carrying you enjoyable.

Vergil will sometimes make you work for a kiss. He won't bend down, so you’re forced to rely on your tiptoes. He’ll smirk as if amused by your predicament. Smug bastard.

He’s like a cat: he’ll bump his head against yours to show his affection. It's adorable.

This man has the body temperature of an ice cube, so it's up to you to warm him up. Hold him in your arms and wrap your legs around his waist, he’ll curl up into your embrace. He’ll hold you tightly and refuse to let you up, basking in your warmth. Pet his hair and he’ll be out cold.

If you two have been away from one another for a while, he’ll just pick you up and retreat to the privacy of your room. He needs to recharge, he’s been without his beloved for too long. You can’t move for hours.

Feeling insecure? He’ll remind you how utterly alluring you are, that he’s never come across someone as stunning as you. Yes, it includes body worship, sexually or not. That is up to how you’re feeling.

Weight doesn’t matter to him: he doesn’t understand society’s obsession with it. To Vergil, you’re perfect no matter what. He fell in love with you for your personality, after all. You made him feel special, so now it’s his turn to make you feel special.

If it’s the case of someone belittling you, he’ll settle the matter. He won’t outright kill the person - he knows better, but the most likely outcome is this person not getting out of the situation totally unharmed. They won’t mess with you ever again.

Cherish this man and he’ll cherish you right back. It’s what you deserve, after all. You deserved to feel loved and happy, and it’s up to the both of you to teach the other that.

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Apologies for the wait, anon. Something personal came up recently and its left me confused and stressed. Hopefully I can shake it off and get back into writing. Thank you for your patience.

Toxic

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Polyamorous Relationship With Dante & Vergil

How come you can enrapture two demon himbos and I can’t?

To attract both of them you would have to put up with their attitudes (Vergil’s brooding and Dante’s energy), and you need a soft spot for both of their interests. Though, being unafraid of or even sassy with Vergil and both matching and calming Dante’s energy was enough to attract both of them to you.

Vergil initially tried to ignore this crush, but it became difficult and downright impossible when Dante began wooing you. His jealousy became too much to ignore.

Dante stole Vergil’s things as a child, and while he understood you weren’t some object, that you have feelings, picturing you with someone else only fueled his jealousy. He didn’t want Dante to steal something else from him.

So now you have two half-demon brothers competing for your affection. God I wish that were me.

They begin to show off in battle in an attempt to show you how powerful they are. It’s a way to show you their strength, that they can protect you no matter what. It’s especially a, “I can protect you better than my brother can.”

And then if you give one more attention the other becomes jealous and feels the need to show off more.

They’re a bit shocked when you propose the idea of you dating both of them. After the initial shock wears down Dante is all for it (sharing is caring after all), but Vergil takes a bit to convince. They have a history of being incapable of sharing. Though, then again, it has been a few decades…

The crew is surprised at the relationship. They understood what Dante and Vergil were attempting to do, but for you to choose both of them? No one expected that. The whole crew proceeds to threaten the twins about hurting you.

Nero on Google like: If my father and uncle date the same person who is this person to me?

Dating just one twin ensued protectiveness, but dating them both? It’s like having two giant guard dogs.

Vergil and Dante contemplate wrapping you up in bubble wrap when they’re gone. You look on in horror.

Do they still compete? Absolutely. It’s abnormal for them to not compete at this point. They mostly compete on things like who can kill the most demons and who’s the better kisser. Sometimes it’s about looks (you guys are twins? You guys-)

Sleeping sandwiched between them is a joy. You’ll either press your face in one or the other’s chest, it depends. When you all first started sharing a bed you did that to Dante for many nights, Vergil content with holding you from behind. You know opening Vergil up to touch is a slow process, so you didn’t want to make him uncomfortable. The first time you did that to him Vergil made a face, and Dante had to physically contain himself from laughing.

The next morning he’ll admit to you it was nice, so it was a win.

Gods bless you and your stamina ‘cause you’re going to need it.

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thank you and have a great day!!

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Dante

Dante is the twin who would attempt to brush it off like nothing is wrong, and pretend the awkwardness isn’t there. He’s actually superb at masking his emotions.

He told you, “I’d rather we stay friends, yeah?”

Okay. Cool. It's understandable, but it still hurt. The way he acted around you made it seem like reciprocated feelings, now you know that wasn’t the case. Have you mistaken his attitude for simple friendliness?

Him playing it off and acting like it didn’t happen was painful. Talking to you like normal without a hint of awkwardness, continuing to act the same as he did prior to your confession… it made you feel deeply confused.

You tried to play it off too, but it quickly became too much. Before you knew it you began avoiding him. You would quickly leave the room and say goodbye to whoever you were talking to, only giving him small glances, quickly ending conversations with him - you knew this behavior was destructive, but you didn’t know what else to do.

Trish and Lady catch on, because of course they do. You don’t catch all of it but you briefly overhear the girls scolding him for hurting your feelings, but you’re quick to leave. You end up accompanying Nero and Nico on a hunt hoping to distract you. Hearing their banter might cheer you up a bit.

You’ll move on one day. You always do.

Vergil

Vergil, on the other hand, would act extremely awkward. Unlike with Dante, he would be the one avoiding you.

That stings. You understood why he rejected you, hell you even understood it probably wouldn’t end well, but that definitely hurts. Sometimes you wish you hadn’t said anything at all.

Vergil has a lot of unresolved trauma, and it doesn’t take a psychologist to figure that out. You could hear it in his voice when he rejected you.

“I wouldn’t be a good man for you. I’m sure you could find someone else, someone much better for you. They would treat you better than I. My apologies.” He said.

If you’re in the van together, that’s a different level of awkwardness. He sits as far away from you as possible, distracts himself with his book, and you’re there twiddling your thumbs. You know it's better to not say anything.

Dante isn’t stupid, and its him who figures it out first. You weren’t there during their conversation - well, it seemed like a fight with swords judging by how the shop looked. Dante was there, Vergil was nowhere to be seen, and this was the first time you saw Dante this pissed off.

While it's the thought that counts, you’re not a baby. You’re an adult and you can figure this out on your own. With time, this will heal, and you’ll both repair your friendship. And that’s how it will remain.

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V Falling In Love With Nico's Brother (Male!Reader)

You and Nico: *Wind-whipping sounds continue*

Griffon: “Holy shit, there’s two of them.”

Unlike your eccentric sister, you’re not an inventor. You’re a devil hunter, preferring to be out in the field instead of locked in the van.

Furthermore, you're much more gentle than Nico. When V first meets you he can barely see the family resemblance: Nico is a wild child, loud and eccentric, having a penchant for inventing Devil Breakers. You’re her exact opposite. You’re a crossbreed between introverted and extroverted, you’re certainly calmer, the eccentric side of your personality coming out during a hunt. And, according to you, “My sister has grams’ brains. I just kill shit.”

What makes V attracted to you is how non-judgmental you are. V notices how loyal you are through words alone, seeing how gentle you are in comparison to your roughhousing sister. What really sells his attraction to you is how great of a listener you are. You’re the only person in Devil May Cry who loves hearing him read poetry.

Griffon is sure to rub in V’s little problem. He’ll call him “lover boy” or “Romeo”, sometimes even reciting that annoying “Sitting in a Tree” song.

It doesn’t help when you start openly flirting with him. The teasing from Griffon increases, however it makes V feel oddly happy. Is this your way of showing genuine interest in him, or is this your way of teasing? He sincerely hopes it isn’t the former.

Shadow appears to have taken a liking to you as well. He’ll rub against your legs and purr, and will sometimes sit or lay next to you. V can hear Griffon snicker every time and chooses to ignore him.

Dating each other is certainly interesting. After a full day of devil hunting it's nice enjoying the silence, basking in each other’s presence. You both find comfort out of V reading, you loving how his voice can put you to sleep and V finds it enjoyable seeing you fall asleep. It's enough to make him fall asleep too.

Pet Names include: My love/love, my dear, dearest, darling.

Kisses when no one’s looking? Kisses when no one’s looking.

Nico actually catches on pretty fast. She knows you better than anyone. One day she flops down on the couch next to you, lights her cigarette and says while in full earshot of V, “So! You ‘n V fucking or what?”

You laugh and V turns scarlet. “That’s a little crude.” You say. “We are together, yes.”

Nico jumps up and screams, “Finally!” Followed by, “Jesus, I was hoping y’all would get together instead of making goo-goo eyes at each other all day!”

And then Nico proceeds to give V the shovel talk. That was to be expected.

V’s life became a little less bleak.

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if you’re up for it, may I request how the twins would separately react to the reader (their crush hehe) being flirted towards or perhaps the reader having to flirt with someone as a means of getting info for a mission? could be a hc or drabble, up to you!

thanks so much and stay well!

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It certainly feels good to be back, thank you. I certainly hope you stay well too, dear anon.

Toxic

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Dante

You understand fully the two of you need more information for this mission. Your employer seems content with giving you the bare minimum. Well, better bust out the flirting and the wine.

“Withholding information is certainly dangerous, especially from a rich man such as yourself.”

“Are you threatening me?”

“Oh, no. I’m simply stating the obvious: how the public views you is certainly important. If we were to die on this mission, the public would certainly discover it. It would be a shame if a handsome man such as yourself were to go under… all of that charm, that potential, the pull for lovers you possesses…”

“Hm. You may be right.”

As hot as it was, watching you flirt your way to information, Dante so wanted to be in that guy’s position. Oh, to have you flirting with him… Be still, his heart.

He’s had a crush on you for a while now. Either you knew and were teasing him until he combusted, or you were that naive. Certainly not the former, right? You must have noticed the way the employer looked at you.

Dante is teased quite often for stupidity, but he’s actually rather perceptive. He noticed the ring on that man’s finger. There’s no way you didn’t notice: you knew, and you still managed to sway him. Oh, you sweet talker.

“Y’know, it was kinda hot seeing you do that.” Dante muses after their employer’s departure.

Boldly, Dante grasps your arm, rubbing it slightly with clear intent. He may be a little… jealous.

You hum, and smirk. “I appreciate you saying that, dear Dante.”

Be still, his heart.

Vergil

Vergil has his ways of obtaining information, he’s certainly intimidating enough. You have your own ways as well, though watching you perform these methods certainly channels intense emotions within him.

Asking locals about their mission should be easy enough, right? That is, if they weren’t so distrusting of outsiders. So, Vergil finds his means of intimidation all for naught.

This was the least of his annoyances. Watching you flirt your way to information made his lower eye twitch. Watching the sheer audacity of this other person flirting back boiled his blood.

Vergil nearly drew Yamato when you became far too touchy-feely with this person for his liking. It was sickening, watching them run their hand over yours, face daringly close to yours.

“I wish you would gather information using less vulgar means.”

“It got information, didn’t it?”

“You are pure of heart, corrupt individuals like that would only taint you. Such individuals do not deserve your attention.”

“Oh, is mister Vergil jealous?”

“I am not jealous.”

Oh he’s definitely jealous. Vergil is mostly the silent jealous type, but he’ll definitely complain. If only there were some way to get you to pay attention to him and not others…

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So if to build the scene b4 hand what I was thinking is like either sparda twin having a best friend that runs an inter dimensional demon hunting shop selling legendary devil arms healing items various armors ect basically leaving for a month for a "supply run" and coming back w/ like a branding of a dragon alot of loot to make devil arms but also pretty banged up just like passing out at thier door step weather said friend is like human or not is up 2 u

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Dante & Vergil's Mysterious Friend

Vergil met you through Dante. You and Dante have known each other for a few years and quickly became friends. Dante as well as the rest of the crew became extremely interested in your wares as most of them are either difficult or downright impossible to acquire.

Vergil: “You mean to tell me you possess one of Mundus’ weapons, although acquiring such a weapon would include traveling to the Underworld, sneaking past him without being seen - a feat impossible for a human - and escaping without detection?” Vergil is shook.

You: “It was like taking candy from a baby.”

Through the right supplies, you’re able to create Vital Stars and even Devil Stars. You sell holy water and various devil arms, both in the form of weapons and armor, and other potions no one’s ever heard before. You even help Nico design and craft Devil Breakers.

So, it’s obvious you’re very intelligent and resourceful. This makes you a valuable ally to Devil May Cry, Vergil realizes. You’re automatically written down as a good individual upon learning of your adventures through the Underworld and stealing from Mundus. Fuck that guy.

Dante, when talking about you with Vergil, often remarks how mysterious you are. One day you just set up shop sporting goods previously impossible to find, even items said to be a myth. They agree a human should not be able to do these things, but Dante simply shrugs it off.

“(Y/N)’s weird,” he says. “Pretty cool, though. Really friendly.”

You go on these supply runs every few months or so, so it was no surprise when you suddenly left. Being gone for a whole month is somewhat… concerning. Perhaps you ran into some trouble? Well, truly there was nothing anyone could do. No one even knew where you were, and being such a mysterious person it would be impossible to find you.

Vergil was outside during your return. The hairs on the back of his neck stood up and he drew Yamato quickly. He sensed a powerful entity, demonic, much more powerful than himself or Dante. So you can imagine his shock seeing you stumble out into the light and promptly faint.

Dante came flying out of the shop, just as shocked as his brother seeing you on the ground. Vergil deduced Dante sensed the aura as well, further confirming the sheer magnitude of power you emanated. The two of them relocate you inside Devil May Cry, and as Vergil patches you up, Dante snoops.

You carried powerful objects, weapons and materials and even items neither had seen. Under normal circumstances Vergil would scold his brother but he couldn’t help his own curiosity. Was this the source of the powerful energy? You were certainly carrying items with obviously powerful origins. Had they simply confused your aura with the aura of these items?

They wouldn’t know unless you woke up. And by the looks of things, you weren’t going to wake up in a while.

When you do wake up, Vergil is present. You appeared fine despite the serious wounds. How odd. Even so, you smile at him.

“Do I have you to thank for patching me up?”

“Observant as ever.”

“Please. It doesn’t take a genius to figure it out. I highly doubt Dante would know first aid.”

Vergil chuckles.

You sit in comfortable silence until Dante arrives, just having taken a shower. Your bandages are checked, and it's revealed they’ve mostly healed. Your lack of humanity has become rather obvious, albeit shocking. You presented yourself as human, your presence and aura felt human. How powerful of an entity were you if you could something like that up? What else were you hiding?

That’s when Dante asked the million dollar question: “What are you?”

You shrug nonchalantly. “Hell if I know. Human, devil, witch - I don’t know. I’ve spent so much money trying to figure it out but no one has a damn clue. Maybe it's for the best I don’t know.”

So, you were some kind of hybrid not even you understood. Huh. Well, the more you know. Or, lack thereof, I guess.

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Dante

Ah, two people colored red. A match made in heaven (hell?)

Shifters aren’t exactly… liked, for lack of better words. You swore you’d never tell anyone unless you possess absolute trust in that person. You trust Dante - hell, the man has you head over heels for him, and vice versa. Dante trusts you with his secrets, so you should trust him with yours.

You ensure the two of you are alone during the conversation. You weren’t exactly comfortable talking about this to the others, Dante currently being the only one you completely trust.

Did you seriously expect Dante to not go, “Yooo, that’s cool!” and inquire if you can breathe fire? Ah, how naive of you…

Dante is the ultimate pun master. You tell that man anything and he’ll turn it into a joke.

“Man, this day is really starting to drag-on.”

You bury your face in your hands and groan. No one in the shop (or van) knows what’s happening.

Also, weird conversations? Like:

“You know what would be badass? Going to a mission on the back of a dragon. That’s next level.”

“Dante.”

“I’m just saying! It’d be cool!”

When you show your boyfriend your dragon form he’s absolutely giddy like a child at the toy section in Walmart. His eyes are bright in wonder and amazement and he’s smiling like a goofball.

Your wings are built to withstand a hurricane, claws sharp and scales as strong as steel, your tail sturdy and strong. Your eyes remain the same, scales colored similarly to your hair. And yes, you can breathe fire.

“Jesus, babe. Demons would flee at the sight of you. You're a badass.”

Who knows, perhaps in time you will come to trust the others with your secret as well.

Vergil

How on earth you, a dragon shifter, managed to capture the heart of Sparda’s eldest is beyond you. Perhaps it was simply destiny that brought the two of you together.

You were hesitant to tell him, unsure of Vergil’s reaction. He’s a rather calm man, so you can’t imagine him becoming excited and animated unlike a certain someone. Your kind was hunted in the past, claimed to be the ultimate creature a hunter could cut down. Your kind’s scales were used for their blades. Now, dragons are still hunted for sport from those descending from such bloodlines. All newborn shifters swear to never tell anyone unless absolutely sure, in fear of being killed.

But you knew Vergil. You knew he would never do anything to hurt you. What would he even need dragon scales for? He’s already powerful.

He takes the information well. He nods and listens, and allows you to explain the need for secrecy. He understands.

If anything, Vergil becomes a bit more protective over you. He doesn’t want to see you get hurt, and would prevent it through any means necessary.

“Yamato would reach them quicker than they could you.”

“My knight in shining blue,” You chuckle.

The two of you are alone when you decide to show him. You take the form of a mighty Tianlong, your scales a beautiful combination of your hair and eye color. Vergil knew that outside of appearance, nothing had changed. Those eyes gave away a thousand unsaid words, and in dragon form, you were still you.

You are an ice dragon, less common than your fiery brothers and sisters. It was ironic, your powers matching Vergil’s icy personality. It certainly was fate that brought you together.

You lower your head and breathe icy breath into his face. Small icicles cling to his hair, and he glares at you. You chuckle lowly, watching his hand comb through his hair to rid it of ice.

Finally, he speaks. “This power you possess is immaculate. You could conquer the mighty Temen-ni-gru. I am honored to stand before such a powerful being.”

Slowly and almost hesitantly, Vergil raises his hand. It rests against your nose, his fingers the weight of feathers. You rumble in happiness, leaning into that hand.

Oh yes, you certainly couldn’t be happier.

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