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#the Nero one kills me
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I'm probably going to make more of these.
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quasarden · 1 year
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Went back to an old WIP and finally finished it.
Since I missed the DMC5 release anniversary, why not “Nero gets his arm ripped off day.”
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you know the contrast between how Vergil is presented vs thinking too hard about Vergil’s story is pretty funny. Man’s reputation is this iconic badass, the pinnacle of what video game rivalries can be, the coolest guy to play as, the guy who breaks every game he’s added to,
and then you go to the story and like. man’s lost his free will and autonomy at 19 and then came back a fractured man half of which was a lovecraftian eye beast the other half of which was a chronically ill goth man. and then he reunites and hes in like his 40s now I believe but legit the last time he was actually in a game where he wasn’t being mind controlled when he was 19 which is both sad but also thinking about how this guy who’s considered one of the top badasses of gaming has never really lived life outside of being a teenager.
Anyways this is the secret comedic potential of post DMC5 for Vergil because not only has the human world probably changed a fair bit in terms of technology, if he’s sticking around Dante he’s gonna actually have to learn in depth how taxes and grocery shopping work. Amazing.
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crossdressingdeath · 1 year
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On the topic of Nico's fantastic willingness to kill without hesitation or mercy if he deems it necessary, sometimes I think about how in the final battle against Nero when Apollo clears a path for Nico to get to the bastard Nico immediately tries to cleave Nero in half. Like, even when characters fight gods in these books they tend to aim for non-fatal wounds, if only because a "fatal" wound likely wouldn't kill a god anyway (see Percy going for Ares's leg rather than his chest or throat, although part of that might be related to height difference), but not Nico! Sometimes I think about that scene and I'm like "I cannot possibly be remembering that right", but Nico very much is aiming to cut Nero in half! And I don't doubt he could've done it given the chance, honestly. Frankly I'm a little surprised at least one of the emperors didn't die to Nico, I fully expected him to kill Caligula to avenge Jason the first time I read the series. But Nico going for a killing blow the second he's given the chance and only failing because Nero manages to yeet him into a wall before it lands is everything to me.
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gift-of-prophecy · 1 year
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nerosdayinanime · 6 months
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One in a million
"TANJIRO!" screamed at the top of his lungs, the dark haired boy whipped around to look at him.
"YOU HAVE TO!-" cut off against his will as he watched the world fly sideways- Tanjiro's horrified eyes meeting his through the spray of blood. The indescribable feeling of the top half of his head hitting the dirt and rubble below- broken registering of his body following suit, collapsing to the ground. The world blurred with red and fading screams, input to cells that don't have the capacity to decipher.
Fade to nothing.
He shot up with a choked gasp, phantom memories of his head sliced in half by that fucking monster- Green. Grass. Dirt, twigs, bugs- sound. The quiet rustle of the leaves- shifting fabric and- something behind him.
"Giyuu?" questioned so softly, with so much reverence. He whipped around- pink hair and wisteria eyes staring into his.
He breathed, "Sabito-" time slowed as he couldn't throw himself into the other's arms fast enough, mutual need to hold eachother tight so the dream wouldn't fade and take him with it. Giyuu breathed, mind reeling from the too-sudden shift of everything-
so, it shut off.
He breathed.
He felt the chest against his rise and fall in tune with the breath puffing against his neck, as they sat, on their knees, holding eachother so tightly it made his arms ache. The phantom tang of blood stuck in his nose, drowned out by the subtle scent of mint and grass, the feel of hair tickling his nose as he breathed.
The world's too-bright colors and too-sharp definition dimmed and faded to something that didn't melt his eyes, he shifted and dropped his head to sabito's shoulder.
"What are you doing here?" rasped quietly into his hair, hands fisted in the back of his haori relaxing to run in soothing circles along his back.
His throat felt raw, "I could ask the same of you."
A short huff, "Well.. it was slow this time. Always the worst."
He hummed in agreement as Sabito continued, "Fought Akaza, at the Mugen Train. I had an idea that didn't work out… Rengoku and the kids were fine but- …not like i can do anything more for them now." He could feel the regret dripping from his words, trailing quieter until he was the only person who could've heard.
He wracked his brain for a quick glimpse at the carnage before he woke- remembering brought dread as he realized what he'd done.
"I doomed them." thought leaving his lips without his permission, "Tanjiro didn't learn from akaza!- I didn't- wasn't thinking!- tried to tell him!" he rushed, stumbling over his own tongue as he shook.
Sabito pulled back, "Hey!- hey, hey." pushing giyuu back to hold his face. "Breathe.. let it slide over. Stop trying to stand. You can rest now." Giyuu stared into his firm gaze, letting Sabito's voice be the loudest thing in his own head. Rough palms cupping his cheeks, the warmth that emanates from them, the thrum of blood where its supposed to be. He stared as the regret and guilt and self-hatred rushed over him like an avalanche, crashing with fury uncontained before it ebbed to aching desolation, surrendered to simply pool around him. Years, and years, and years, and years of it flooding his little clearing, saturating the earth, dirt long turned to mud at the bottom of a lifeless stagnant pond. He floats, among the debris stirred from the latest break of the dam. Flipped from floating face down, breathing the mucky water, drowning in his own failure- instead a tender hold keeping his head above the surface.
He breathes.
Hot tears track down his face, gently wiped away with the pad of a thumb, soothing nothings muttered between their foreheads pressed together. It hurts, so so much, the warmth and wet forming clouds before his very eyes. Hes so relieved, so distraught, so confused. Sabito doesn't let go of him, and he knows he wont until the water's settled again, until he can stand on his own again.
#tomioka giyuu#giyuu tomioka#giyuu#kny sabito#sabito#sabigiyuu#loserboy giyuu posting#fratboy sabito posting#afteralt au#neros fic tag#one in a million bc thats the chances of giyuu popping up in a world the same time as someone else stuck in a loop like he is#in this world they both died in final selection so urokodaki's in for one hell of a shock seeing both his kids back from the dead#also led me to thinking how sabito would do his loops a little differently- he always talks to urokodaki first and figures what path to go#because of minute details of who died and what happened when they were kids- meanwhile giyuu always tries to talk to oyakata first#which got me to thinking of the demon!giyuu ver and im thinking of replacing it with giyuu going to urokodaki first bc. hes not gonna#be able to talk to oyakata unless someone's vouching for him. he already had a run-in with sanemi that went better than#he expected but still not ideal- so they'd be on guard abt him#giyuu usually doesnt break down like that when he wakes up again. trying to talk about it and Remember fucked him up big time#be a much more traumatic death than usual didnt help#he has his little mantra 'find tanjiro. keep as many people alive as possible. Kill Kibutsuji.' before he hauls himself up#bottles whatever he feels about being Alive. Again. stuck in this hell of the same 3-6 years on repeat.#at least this time hes in it with sabito again! unfortunately now he knows hes not the only one its happening to. Fuck
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that-gay-guy-from-hell · 10 months
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I genuinely have an urge to just *grabs Vergil's honkers*
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manaosdeuwu · 4 months
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once again unable to fall asleep at night due to back pains
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homostacis · 5 months
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imma write down some quick thoughts on narratives as living things real quick
Deltarune has got itself a really healthy narrative, alright? It's thriving, its guiding the path in the background, tangible yet invisible. It's the ferris wheel scene for Noelle and Susie -- a convenient set-up marks the deft hand of fate moving to direct the pieces and roles into their correct places, narrative framing, art. Its vigor is its emotion, the satisfaction one feels and it fuels within a desire to live and experience with it. You can feel it within every sequence, the warmth of a song for you.
And then you got the narrative in something like Devil May Cry 5. This narrative is rotting, full decay. The characters must play roles that don't fit them, it's oozing and slippery and they fall into patterns, moving further along with no ability stop what is mundane now. It's later seasons of sitcoms, stories repeating again and again except that it's not a cycle, it's a spiral, and it's been spoiling this entire time. Why do Dante and Vergil have to fight? It's because they're the protagonist and antagonist of an action game that refuses to ever let them die because it has one story it wants to tell. As the narrative dies they corrode with it, continuing to play out their roles and awaiting to be fossilized in them.
so like, games where the narrative is a living, breathing thing am i right?
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dbphantom · 1 year
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sometimes i rewatch dressrosa just to appreciate how unhinged sabo gets in this scene
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m-an-u · 1 year
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Okay gay marriage hearing...if you somehow get rid of the public notice portion in the special marriage act. You can have One right
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princekirijo · 9 months
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I gotta say I was not expecting to enjoy Devil May Cry as a series as much as I am, I'm kinda surprised it took me this long to get in to.
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gregoftom · 1 year
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me: haha more nero research time
page: After Nero’s death, Sporus then became an associate of emperors Galba, Otho and Vitellius during the civil war that followed - Vout suggests he went then from “bride” into imperial mascot, offering some form of legitimacy to their reigns by association with Nero.
me: ah
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flovverworks · 2 years
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maybe im so obsessed with parent-child aligned relations cuz majority of my muses are parentless.....
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shuttershocky · 5 months
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It is just as critically important for the Netflix DMC anime to properly portray Vergil (he's going to be there, of course he is) as it is to portray Dante. Their whole shtick is that one is cool by acting uncool and the other is uncool by repeatedly causing mass disasters in an effort to be seen as cool
Dante doesn't smoke. He exclusively eats pizza and ice cream. He gets stabbed twice a week. He unironically says "Woohoo! Yeeha! Watcha!" All the women in his life keep attacking him and then take all of his money, with the exception of Patty, who got rich and decorated Devil May Cry in balloons and ribbons and then stole Dante's ice cream anyway. His nephew kicked him into a statue and impaled him with his own sword when they first met.
Vergil is a grown-ass man running around with a katana cutting down everything but his mommy issues. He loses every fight. He uses hair gel despite not even living in human society. He attacked his dad's enemy to prove he was just as good and they kicked his ass. He made up his own overpowered self-insert devilsona because he kept losing to Dante and then it kicked his ass. His humansona looks like if Kylo Ren googled what emo was. He killed millions of people for a fruit that makes you stronger and then Dante kicked his ass. And then his son kicked his ass. He has never paid child support. He answered Dante's statement of "You cut off your own son's arm for this?" with "My son means nothing to me" and then gets surprised when told that Nero is his son, implying he's cut so many arms off that his son being Nero never even entered his mind. His own doppleganger summon occasionally dances outside of his control, making him die of cringe.
Meanwhile, Nero, left unsupported by both his father and his uncle for most of his life, got out of a cult, married his love, runs a soup kitchen, has a stable job, can actually hire a mechanic to help out, and owns a car, but somehow he's the loser in the family.
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nerosdayinanime · 6 months
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fun little experience from my tags in idiots play gta
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put way too much effort into copying the background to not show it try n guess which office its at<3
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