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Title: Oh Yeah...~
Author: cette_fille07
Fandom: Devil May Cry
Claim: Dante
Prompt Set: Blue
Prompt: 9. Stubble
Type: Fanfic
Rating: T
Warnings/Spoilers: Language, perversion from Dante (what else is new~?). And crack humor. Couldn't help it!
Disclaimer: DMC is Capcom's money making franchise. I just crack it.
Summary: "Ladies dig the facial hair! Just look at mine!'
Blue Prompt
9. Stubble
We all know that our favorite demon-hunter had an image make over in his appearance in Devil May Cry 4. Highly anticipated game by the way. Totally different from his appearance in the third game in the series, Dante gains a shirt, loses one of his fanservice assets in the process. Also he gains an outfit that makes him look like a flipping cowboy, because you know, girls like men who think that their tractor’s sexy. Whatever that means. And what would complete the cowboy look without a stubble?
Exactly.
The piece de la resistance, le facial fuzz. Now we all know that our half-demon breed can be…how to put this lightly, a ‘cocky smartbutt’ is a nice way to put it! And even though he puts on some years, he is still the wise cracking, trashing smacking main character that makes us fangirls swoon and the fanboys go ‘That’s exactly what I want to be like, damn straight!’
Take an example of Dante talking to our n00b - I mean new lead man, Nero, about his stubble. This should go well…
For instance, the Dante would walk up to Nero, acting like he is the big head honcho, rubbing his chin as in thought. Wait, Dante thinks?! Wow, Capcom is basically giving Dante both an appearance and personality lift.
“My God…they replaced me with you for the first half of DMC4? What were they thinking!?” the elder one says, examining Nero from head to toe as if Dante were part of the fashion police, Nero being the victim. “First of all, you have no supply for fanservice, unless you count being an uke or something with your ‘kawaii’ factor. Stupid fangirl talk is already getting to me…”
“And you are one to talk with that sad excuse of a beard…” Nero rolled his eyes, keeping watch of Dante’s hand rubbing against the roughness of his jaw. Dante stopped and then glared at the boy, walking up to him close enough that he could grab Nero’s face and poke fun at it.
“Look at this!” Dante pulled at both sides of Nero’s face, making stupid expressions on his face with the movement of his hands. “If you want to get laid, chicks dig the facial hair. For God’s sake, your face is as smooth and soft as…I don’t know! Baby butt??” then Dante released Nero’s face and resumed rubbing his own face, harder for emphasis. “See? This is what women these days want. See this stubblage? See it?! Ooooooh yeah!”
“Yeah, and chicks want some dude that sound like the freakin’ Kool Aid Man…”
“Oooooh yeah, they do~”
“Oooooh no they don’t!” this goes on for a few more stances until Kyrie shows up, wondering about some Kool Aid imposters.
“’Oooooh no’ to what Nero?” she asks.
“Kids these days. I just came by to tell how much I love the work you are doing here but apparently, Mr. Hot in My Pants” you could see Nero revving up his arm as he was going to kill Dante on the spot but he refrain since he doesn’t want to show violence in front of Kyrie, “was asking me here how you get your lady. So I told him that face fuzz helps out us men to woo our women. Because that is what he wants to do a special someone. Hint hint~”
“,,,?” she was skeptical of what he said but since Nero is at the coming of age when it comes to hormones, Kyrie slowly turned her eyes to the young man.
“Come on Kyrie! Who are you going to believe; me or the flipping Kool Aid man?! Just look at him! He even wears red like that stupid bowl of fruit punch…and he also punches holes into your walls, or in this case your church windows. Hell, I know I am the voice of reason here! Dumbass old man that resembles diabetes-in-a-glass drink…”
Dante shook his head, his trademark smart-aleck expression on his face. “See? Kids these days just love to run their mouths and use foul language when they know their wrong too. I am being truthful when I say that I feel sorry for you when it comes to taking care of that kid…” he turned to leave the room but not before adding one last piece of advice to Kyrie. “Let’s just hope your kids don’t end up like your winner of a man right there~”
She looked like she was about to say something; either at Dante or Nero but Dante was far from site, out of mind. With him out of the way, Kyrie turned to face Nero, waiting for an explanation about the ‘stubble help you get laid!’ tidbit from the older man. Nero just grumbled and proceeded to walk out of the room as well.
“…I hate stubbles.”
Author: cette_fille07
Fandom: Devil May Cry
Claim: Dante
Prompt Set: Blue
Prompt: 9. Stubble
Type: Fanfic
Rating: T
Warnings/Spoilers: Language, perversion from Dante (what else is new~?). And crack humor. Couldn't help it!
Disclaimer: DMC is Capcom's money making franchise. I just crack it.
Summary: "Ladies dig the facial hair! Just look at mine!'
Blue Prompt
9. Stubble
We all know that our favorite demon-hunter had an image make over in his appearance in Devil May Cry 4. Highly anticipated game by the way. Totally different from his appearance in the third game in the series, Dante gains a shirt, loses one of his fanservice assets in the process. Also he gains an outfit that makes him look like a flipping cowboy, because you know, girls like men who think that their tractor’s sexy. Whatever that means. And what would complete the cowboy look without a stubble?
Exactly.
The piece de la resistance, le facial fuzz. Now we all know that our half-demon breed can be…how to put this lightly, a ‘cocky smartbutt’ is a nice way to put it! And even though he puts on some years, he is still the wise cracking, trashing smacking main character that makes us fangirls swoon and the fanboys go ‘That’s exactly what I want to be like, damn straight!’
Take an example of Dante talking to our n00b - I mean new lead man, Nero, about his stubble. This should go well…
For instance, the Dante would walk up to Nero, acting like he is the big head honcho, rubbing his chin as in thought. Wait, Dante thinks?! Wow, Capcom is basically giving Dante both an appearance and personality lift.
“My God…they replaced me with you for the first half of DMC4? What were they thinking!?” the elder one says, examining Nero from head to toe as if Dante were part of the fashion police, Nero being the victim. “First of all, you have no supply for fanservice, unless you count being an uke or something with your ‘kawaii’ factor. Stupid fangirl talk is already getting to me…”
“And you are one to talk with that sad excuse of a beard…” Nero rolled his eyes, keeping watch of Dante’s hand rubbing against the roughness of his jaw. Dante stopped and then glared at the boy, walking up to him close enough that he could grab Nero’s face and poke fun at it.
“Look at this!” Dante pulled at both sides of Nero’s face, making stupid expressions on his face with the movement of his hands. “If you want to get laid, chicks dig the facial hair. For God’s sake, your face is as smooth and soft as…I don’t know! Baby butt??” then Dante released Nero’s face and resumed rubbing his own face, harder for emphasis. “See? This is what women these days want. See this stubblage? See it?! Ooooooh yeah!”
“Yeah, and chicks want some dude that sound like the freakin’ Kool Aid Man…”
“Oooooh yeah, they do~”
“Oooooh no they don’t!” this goes on for a few more stances until Kyrie shows up, wondering about some Kool Aid imposters.
“’Oooooh no’ to what Nero?” she asks.
“Kids these days. I just came by to tell how much I love the work you are doing here but apparently, Mr. Hot in My Pants” you could see Nero revving up his arm as he was going to kill Dante on the spot but he refrain since he doesn’t want to show violence in front of Kyrie, “was asking me here how you get your lady. So I told him that face fuzz helps out us men to woo our women. Because that is what he wants to do a special someone. Hint hint~”
“,,,?” she was skeptical of what he said but since Nero is at the coming of age when it comes to hormones, Kyrie slowly turned her eyes to the young man.
“Come on Kyrie! Who are you going to believe; me or the flipping Kool Aid man?! Just look at him! He even wears red like that stupid bowl of fruit punch…and he also punches holes into your walls, or in this case your church windows. Hell, I know I am the voice of reason here! Dumbass old man that resembles diabetes-in-a-glass drink…”
Dante shook his head, his trademark smart-aleck expression on his face. “See? Kids these days just love to run their mouths and use foul language when they know their wrong too. I am being truthful when I say that I feel sorry for you when it comes to taking care of that kid…” he turned to leave the room but not before adding one last piece of advice to Kyrie. “Let’s just hope your kids don’t end up like your winner of a man right there~”
She looked like she was about to say something; either at Dante or Nero but Dante was far from site, out of mind. With him out of the way, Kyrie turned to face Nero, waiting for an explanation about the ‘stubble help you get laid!’ tidbit from the older man. Nero just grumbled and proceeded to walk out of the room as well.
“…I hate stubbles.”