wdym i’m gonna lose my virginity one day.
my hero | dante x reader
(dante sparda x reader | can be set in DMC'S game universe or anime! inspired by re4.)
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When Dante was hired to rescue the daughter of a powerful, fortune-telling family, he expected someone pristine. Proper. Maybe soft-spoken, mysterious, and grateful to be saved.
Not... this.
He had slayed demons—multiple demons, mind you, just to reach the creepy, crumbling church where you were kept. Solved a ridiculously hard puzzle, nearly got impaled by a swinging axe trap, and had to put up with the scent of brimstone and rotting pews the whole way.
And this is how you greeted him?
With a candlestick. To the chest.
He’s an ex-assassin. He works at a convenience store. He accidentally made himself clairvoyant at six years old. He has little to no self worth. Two of his attacks involving ignoring his body’s limits. His selflessness leads him to self destruction. He used himself as his own puppet once. He went to jail. He likes movies. He serves cunt in a tank top and baggy jacket. I didn’t say a name but one popped into your head.
BRO THIS IS SO ME ALWAYS??? Anyone else????
Found on a post by @fic-dumpster
What is with the constant fetishisation of rape and SA on this app and in fan fiction?? I get people have their kinks n shit but rape??? Really???
Not only that but the amount of pedophilia and incest is insane😟
I try not to be judgemental but I don’t get why you would want to read about yourself or someone else being SA how does that not make you uncomfortable and normalising shit like that is so not okay. It is not romance. It is not dark romance. It’s abuse and it’s gross.
I get that people are into different things and that you can’t control what you like most of the time but the normalisation of this stuff is crazy and so damaging especially to minors and victims.
I get CNC like atleast there’s consent in that but straight up violent rape fiction is weird and scary.
Anyway thanks for reading my lil rant!! love you all, stay happy and safe MWAH 💋
Edit: I have a reblog answering a few questions 🫶
MAYBE ITS FATE?
・❥・Shin Asakura x reader
{VERY SHORT AND VERY AWKWARD >_<}
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Business was slow today.
But to be fair, it was a rainy monday.
Lu was asleep somewhere and Sakamoto stepped out with his family for a bit. So, with no customers coming in and no one to talk to, Shin occupied his time by watching the raindrops race each other. Eventually, that got boring, so he made paper airplanes out of any paper he could find; post-it notes, regular paper, even old flyers.
The more the time ticked, the more he felt his motivation leave his body. He felt like he was a kid again stuck at the lab to do whatever minus the people he could bother. A sigh escaped his mouth before he leaned against the wall behind the cash register, eyes closed.
‘Oh, a convenience store, perfect!’
Swiftly, he opened his eyes and returned to his typical spot. It was about time he got something to actually do. The moment you walked in was the moment he questioned everything about himself, from inside and out. His sight was glued onto your every move. Anyone else would assume you’re stealing something by how much he stared! But honestly, could you blame him? The way how your h/c hair still managed to look flawless in this kind of weather, your sense in fashion, your beautiful s/c skin. Everything about you caught his full attention.
When you finished picking out your items, you approached him with a small smile on your face; greeting him with a soft “Hello!” as you placed the items down on the counter. He blinked before turning red.
“A-Ah, hey! My bad, I uh, spaced out!” he stammered. You laughed gently, reassuring him that you didn't take offense. As he rang up your things, you took a peek at the downpour outside.
“Gloomy day we’re having huh?” you added to the conversation.
He placed his hand on the back of his neck before chuckling.
“Geez, tell me about it…” He sighed, “And it’s a monday too, just horrible!”
You laughed again. ‘I’m glad I stopped by here, this guy is making my day much better…and he’s cute.’ You thought to yourself as you watched him put your things in a bag. Shin became flustered again. Gosh he felt like a pot boiling over! An attractive person- heavensent probably, complimenting him.
“Hopefully your day gets better.” He sputtered out, trying to keep his cool as he slid the bag to you.
“How much do I pay?”
“Ah, right! It’s 10 dollars.”
You huffed out of adoration. As you took out your wallet to hand him the money, you silently cringed at your impulsive thoughts;
‘What if I gave him my phone number then leave? That would be weird…I wouldn’t wanna make him uncomfortable… a guy like him probably has a lover already.’
That was when you remembered.
“Wait, you told me you hoped my day would get better- How’d you know my day was bad?”
Shin gulped. Sweat began racing down his face and he failed to hold eye contact. He was selling! How embarrassing. There's no coming back from this one, huh?
“Your tone kinda gave it away…it sounded as if you were forcing it to be mellow.” he explained off the top of his head (Which was complete bullshit. It was either that or come out as a clairvoyance.)
‘My tone..? Is it really that obvious?’ you shook it off, putting your questions behind you and focusing on the real world; storing your wallet back where it came from and getting ready to say your goodbyes.
Shin went to war with his mind. There was no way he was gonna stand by and let someone like you walk away without his contacts!
“You know, I would love to see you more,” He called out. You turned around to see him writing with a pen on a post it note, before holding it out for you. “Here’s my number, call me sometime, ‘kay?”
Truly, you were at a loss for words. At this point, you had a face of a barbie doll with how long your smile was staying on your face.
“Will do!” You chirped, promptly taking the post it note and putting it in your pocket. After you left, Shin let out an exhale of relief, smirking to himself as he thought about you.
“Man, Sakamoto would be proud.”
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kiof was one of my fav groups like i was also rooting so hard for them i loved the girls and the music was so some of my favorite like i absolutely adored them but im just so disgusted i cant
like they knew better and i know they knew better. like i also know that they know how many of their fans were black. like yall saw kissys on tour what the fuck were you thinking
i'll be sad thinking about it for a second like damn one of my fav groups sucks so bad and then i go back to anger and rage because what the fuck seriously
yeah 🫠 now that i'm getting to this ask they finally released a handwritten apology from the members and i just feel nothing atp 😭 like it's good the girls finally said something but man i'm done lmao i just don't trust them anymore
Can you make headcanons on how would the sakamoto days men propose to their s/o. Or woulf their s/o be the ones to do it?
Nagumo Yoichi
He proposes — in the most Nagumo way possible.
- You never see it coming. Not because he’s secretive—but because he’s so annoying about it you think he’s messing around.
- Constantly fake proposes. Drops to one knee to tie his shoe like, “Marry me?” with a plastic ring.
- Until one day, he does it again… but the ring is real. And he’s not joking.
- His voice softens. His smile falters just a little. “I’ve been screwin’ around a lot, huh? But I mean it this time. I want to spend every day annoying the hell out of you—forever.”
- And when you say yes, he beams. Immediately pretends he’s calm but almost trips over himself putting the ring on.
- 100% does a dumb little dance after.
Shishiba
He proposes — awkwardly, quietly, and with way more emotion than he expected.
- Buys a ring months in advance. Carries it in his coat pocket like a mission.
- Keeps chickening out. Starts proposing like three times but either gets interrupted or backs down.
- Finally does it while you’re both doing something super mundane—like folding laundry or sitting on the couch watching TV.
- “Hey. I got something for you.”
- Just… pulls the ring out, offers it to you with a quiet, steady look. “You wanna marry me?”
- No long speech. Just that low, gruff voice and a heavy-lidded gaze like he’s already made peace with whatever answer you give.
- When you say yes, he lets out the softest breath of relief.
- Pretends nothing happened, but keeps holding your hand for hours after.
Shin Asakura
He proposes — adorably and with way too much internal screaming.
- Tries to be smooth but fails so hard it’s painful.
- Writes out what he wants to say… but forgets everything the moment you look at him.
- Stutters, panics, drops the ring box, nearly chokes on his own words.
- You have to gently hold his face and say, “Just ask me already.”
- “Will you—will you marry me? Please?” He finally blurts it out, face on fire.
- When you say yes, he laughs in disbelief and pulls you into a tight hug.
- “I can hear your thoughts,” you whisper. “You're absolutely losing it right now.”
- He is.
Gaku
He proposes — in the most impulsive, chaotic way.
- Wasn’t planning to propose that day. Or that week. Or… ever?
- But he’s watching you laugh, holding your face in his hands, and suddenly goes,
- “I wanna marry you.”
- You: "wait, are you seriouss?"
- Gaku: “I think so? Hold on—yeah. Yeah, I am.”
- There’s no ring yet, so he literally fashions one out of wire or gum wrap like, “Here, temporary. I’ll steal you a better one tomorrow.”
- Completely serious about spending his life with you, even if he pretends to brush it off.
- You catch him later googling how to plan a wedding like it’s a hit mission.
Uzuki Kei
You propose.
- This man is way too emotionally conflicted to ask first.
- He might think he’s not allowed to have something as soft and hopeful as marriage.
- So when you ask him—genuinely, lovingly—he goes very still.
- “Why… me?” he murmurs. Like he’s trying to find a reason to deserve it.
- When you tell him you love him for who he is, not just the pieces he shows, he just… breaks a little. In the good way.
- Doesn’t cry, but his voice wavers when he says yes.
- Wears the ring like armor.
Natsuki seba
He proposes — perfectly prepared… until he isn’t.
- Has a beautiful, strategic plan. Flashcards. Vows practiced in front of a mirror. A timed fireworks show (maybe).
- The moment he sees you, all of that evaporates.
- “I had this whole thing ready but—uh—I love you. A lot. More than anything. And I want to—uh—please marry me?”
- He gets so flustered he forgets to give you the ring until five minutes later.
- You find it endearing. He finds it humiliating.
- He refuses to let go of your hand afterward. “This was… statistically the best decision I’ve ever made.”
Reblogs are always welcome, and comments? They absolutely make my day. I read every single one—thank you for keeping me going!