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phonkscribes · 1 year

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"Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?"

Right as the they are about to descend off that cliff, thrown off that ledge, you are there. Your arm hauls them up with a certain strength to them, the sinews in your arms flexing. At that moment, they're unable to say a word, too busy taking in the sight of you as you utter your witty line or carry on as if it weren't an issue-- effortless.

Saving the Spardas asses when they don't expect you to. ft. GN! Reader

Dante

He's fallen off of cliffs and such before, whether it was due to a missed jump or simply because he's gotten knocked out of the air. Dante tries to not make a habit out of it, but it's not like he's doing it intentionally. The legendary devil hunter just happens to be a bit less patient than his brother, even after all these years. There's just some things that don't change, like his eagerness to fight demons, even if it scares him. He isn't mortal, he won't die if he's shot or stabbed, there isn't much that could kill him-- like falling and hitting his head. It'd just hurt if anything, but maybe that's something that you didn't know.

Or at least cared for.

A hit from the devil he was fighting has him thrown back with a grunt, the sound is distinct on your ears as you whip around to see his crimson jacket flail in the wind along with him in it. You make another slash at the devils coming after you to go and chase his flying figure. Dante doesn't see you, as he looks up to the sky, thinking about how he's gonna nail the demon good for that one. As he's cast over the edge, you slide on over, an arm extended and catching his ankle as he descends. The sudden grab has him out of his daydream and curling up to look at... you!

You were a couple of yards away, how did you get here so fast? He could only watch as you used your other hand to start pulling him up by the leg as you swung him up back to the edge where you were. You almost fell in your self as you groan.

"Next time you take a swan dive, do it at the pool, yeah?", you huff, patting his leg as he got to his feet.

"Only if you're watchin' me, babe", he winked as he reached for Ebony & Ivory.

You could've slapped him, you really could've. Dante only chuckles at the way you frown for a moment before you go back to fighting, rolling your shoulders as you go. It's pretty hot, he thinks. The half-demon's glad he's got someone as strong as you are on his side, something that comforts him really, knowing that you've got his back.

Vergil

Falling doesn't scare him, he's done it before, but it's where he'll end up that tends to make him feel something other than adrenaline when facing his enemies. The first time he descended, it cost him his freedom, the last time he went to hell with his brother. Now it felt like a slight, a mistake made and he doesn't quite like those. The devils he was fighting now on behalf of joining Dante's little business were putting on a fight for once, with one of them even managing to knock him back a good distance. He had misjudged that and felt himself lose his footing on solid ground.

You'd seen him tip over the edge and in an instant you were rushing to his side, not that you were too far. With your devil arm, you dug into the side of the ledge and anchored yourself as you grabbed his arm. He had only stared in awe, shock that quickly subsided as he glowered. He was not one who needed saving, quite the opposite, even as you threw him over the edge to resume the fight.

Such raw strength... in a mortal, none the less. It was... curious. Where did such power come from, he had to wonder after he had dealt with your foes with a few judgement cuts. You managed to pull yourself up, rolling over onto your back with a long sigh.

"Thank you for that, though it was unnecessary", he had commented, looking at your prone state.

"You're welcome, you oughta watch your step next time", you joke as he offers a hand to help you to your feet this time.

"It will not happen again, I assure you", he says it with such a straight face, but you can tell that he's the slightest bit embarrassed.

Nero

You had just finished combing through your share of enemies, flicking your weapon to the side to clear it of blood as you look off into the distance. Nero was holding up well with Red Queen, revving her engine and ripping and tearing into the devils seamlessly. You could often admire how fluid he could be, like a duck bobbing and weaving through water. He looked like he didn't need your help, so you'd sit back and watch. Through the demons that surrounded him, he could feel your eyes on his back.

Nero would be lying if he didn't enjoy it when you were watching him, because in truth he had admired you too. Your skills and finesse were so badass and he hoped that maybe you thought of him like that too instead of how his uncle and father had seen him. Sure it wasn't too serious when he'd been called 'dead weight' but... it stuck with him. He wanted to prove that he could stand on his own two feet without needing their help, or yours for that matter. Ironic given his current circumstance. Nero had taken his eyes off of his opponent at hand to spare you a glance, spotting the fondness in your eyes and feeling a bit of color come to his face.

"Woah!", he'd been shoved, having nearly dropped his sword to steady himself, reaching a hand behind him to push himself back off the ground. Only to find that there was none supporting him.

You jumped in just as quickly as he was about to fall, appearing in front of him and grabbing the front of his shirt just as he was about to fly. You bring him in and step back, as he just looks at you for a second.

"... You do know that I would've been fine right?", he asks instead of saying thanks, a small smirk playing on his face as you stare at him for a second. Air hike... right.

"Would you rather I let you fall?", you're quick to respond as he just scoffs, shaking his head as he resumed where he left off with the devil.

He wasn't expecting you to be there, but he's glad that you care enough to come rushing for him like that. Next time he'll be the one saving you.

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issacballsac · 10 months

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“Attempting to be Friends with Vergil Sparda„

Honestly he’d never outright call you his friend💀 ! Gn Demon Reader

Origins | DMC3

Let’s be FR he wouldn’t care abt your gender or lack there of he still sees you as lesser than

You’d have to be a Devil or half Devil to even linger around him

Im seeing you just come from Hell to be friends with him🦀

Naturally like any of the devils in DMC3 u were originally gonna attack Vergil bc NPC does what NPC is supposed to do

But you have common sense a pretty mf with a sword is bad news so let’s be friends dear beautiful one

Bear with me right—all ur demon gang gets slaughtered by this mf and you’re just standing there watching fascinated absolutely entranced by this mf

Seeing as you’re the last obstacle he points that big ass katana at you

“Sorry I just can’t fight someone so beautiful man.”

Gives you the MEANEST side eye

Still tries to HARM you and succeeds—but like you regenerate 💀

Mf would let out the BIGGEST sigh and just walk away🪦

You follow ofc bc who wouldn’t (a mf who wants to live 💀)

Bonding

Me when might controls everything 🫦

Despite being a demon yourself you def would try to convince him to NOT open the portal

Bc lets be FR them other devils ain’t shit for nothin‼️

He constantly looks annoyed and has a mean case of resting bitch face

He’s very stand-offish and depending on how long/well you know each other he’ll listen to what you’re sayin

Especially if ur a person that likes to go on rants

DMC3 he’d be more open to a mf who has no attachments as seen during the scene where he stabbed Arkham

New to friendship and sees everything as a transaction

You give me this and I give you that typa thing

Would take FOREVER to tell you abt his childhood and by the time he does u pretty much already know bc of Dante

Would get along better if ur also half demon rather than full demon as he has a complex where he continuously tries to rid himself of his humanity

Bros on a MISSION so u gotta be able to keep up

Obviously being demon/half demon you got some power but if you’re weak he’s gonna drop you I’m sorry 💀(no I’m not)

Daily

Doesn’t celebrate his birthday

Just in general regardless of his childhood I just don’t think he’d like to

So no surprise parties please🫶

Now don’t get me wrong he IS smart but like also a dumbass💀

Constantly makes you think bc he’ll say smth so stupid but make it sound so smart

A very dramatic mf

Always makes dramatic entrances no matter where he goes

Walks into McDonalds with his blue coat flowing, snowlike hair, glistening eyes, arched eyebrows, and a judgmental look

Baby let ur hair down🫦

Bro is effortlessly breathtaking and if u ask for tips or question what he does for his routine he looks you up and down, scoffs, and leaves💀

I NEED MORE POWER

Spars with you bc luckily you can regenerate

Infinite punching bag

Love a reader with no shame(me acting like I didn’t write this)

Idk why but I feel like he can play the piano as just like a pastime thing

When trapped in Hell u just roam around y’know bc you’ve lived there for as long as you can remember 😭

Vergil is in a constant search for more power and ur just chillin watching him

Like those mfs who still calmly sip on their drinks when there is a bar fight

“Woohoo! Go Vergil you’re doin’ great!”

“Shut up!”

He loves you, I promise.

Talks shit abt Dante, lovingly ofc

After the events of DMC5 if he were to come back with Dante(ambiguous ending)

Y’all would prob live together

And they were roommates 😨

FR tho it’s like weird especially with Nero being recognized as his son

“Nero is my son?”

“You have a son?”

“I didn’t know..”

“How did you not know?”

Becomes more vocal during the friendship during/after the events of DMC5

He doesn’t see the need for an abundance of clothes so if ur into fashion your ideas fill 98% of his wardrobe

Honestly I think he can cook

More of a baker methinks

He probably wouldn’t like sweets but he’ll certainly make them himself

No I’m not going to make a berries delight joke.

#fanfic #fanfiction #platonic headcanons #x male reader #platonic #x gn reader #x reader platonic #x female reader #dmc vergil #dmc devil may cry #dmc x reader #dmc fanfiction #dmc headcanons #dmc #vergil #vergil x reader #vergil x you #Vergil x reader platonic

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ariseur · 2 months

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Hi, can I request Dante and Vergil have a daughter reader? heck maybe add Nero being their big bro/little bro if you want. I’m not sure if this is against your rules or if this would count has an oc.

“you remember what i told you, yes?”

“c’mon verg, i think you’ve asked them a thousand times.” dante interrupted vergil’s multitude of questions— which he quickly got a sharp glare in response. “i got it.” he said, putting his arms behind his head as he leaned back in his chair.

vergil had to go on a quick mission alone and had asked dante to take over watch today.. only due to the lack of people that vergil knew. if anybody else could take you, he’d choose them over dante.

you snickered behind your hand as vergil gritted his teeth in annoyance, eyes looking his brother up and down. he quipped, “last time i did that, you two almost burned the place down.”

“that wasn’t my fault!”

he held a hand up and closed it as a way to shush dante, the (part) red devil rolling his eyes and starting to flip through more pages of his magazine.

vergil’s eyes trailed back to you, sighing as he watched you snicker from behind your hand. he leaned down and placed an awkward hand on your shoulder, “i trust that you won’t do things like you did the,” he paused, “previous week before.”

you fixed your posture and gave him a small salute, to which he gave a weak half-smile and stood up. he scoffed at dante’s lounging in the chair before walking out the door, yelling a quick, “bedtime at 9:30!”

as the double doors closed, the wooden frames slammed against their hinges while you both heard footsteps retreat off the stone steps. dante pushed his feet against his desk, his chair making a smooth sound against the hardwood floors as he rolled out and turned to you. he took one last look to the door to ensure that vergil wasn’t listening from beyond the other side before leaning down and resting his elbows on his legs as he pointed at you, “okay kid, we’re staying up all night. i need your help with somethin’.”

“didn’t dad just say that my bedtime’s 9:30?” you cocked your head as dante rolled his eyes and waved his hand dismissively.

“hey, i’m technically your dad, too. today, i’m just your superdad. i’m..” he tapped his finger against his chin while he tsked in thought. once he had finally thought of something, it was like a lightbulb went off in his head. his brows raised as he looked back at you, “i’m dad-te.” he beamed.

you groaned at the terrible pun while dante’s eyes widened as he let out a, “oh god, you’ve inherited your dad’s dry ass humor.” in feigned terror.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ i kinda wrote it as they took reader in?? i didn’t know if you meant separate headcanons or a blurb, and i hope you didn’t mean spardacest because.. i don’t do that.. 😭

kiss kiss 💋

#devil may cry #devil may cry x reader #dmc fanfiction #devil may cry fanfiction #dante sparda blurb #vergil sparda blurb #dmc dante #devil may cry dante x reader #devil may cry vergil x reader #PLATONIC THOUGH #just for the tags!!#i do not support spardacest or young x adult 😭#that’s just weird #ODOTTIE *･῾ ᵎ⌇ ⁺◦ 💘 ✧.*#kiss kiss

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matchbet-allofthetime · 1 year

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Finally Found Home

Dante x reader, slight platonic Vergil x reader

Word Count: 1013

A/N: a lot of feels about my relationship with the only parent i have rn and it was crippling, so i'd hoped by writing this, i could… idk, get some of it out. also unedited, but i think i did okay. please enjoy! and be comforted if it is needed by you. <3

Warnings: use of the word 'fuck' once, 'damn' once, descriptions of panic attacks, crying, and then being comforted by Dante (and briefly by Vergil) bc i have a mighty need to be cradled right about now. dante also calls reader 'baby', 'darling', and 'sweetheart' requests are open, as well :D

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The shatter of glass made my arms raise up above my head in shock. Bracing for what I knew, logically, wouldn't come, I sigh shakily. I will my arms down. I look down, only to see the shattered remnants of one of Vergil's favourite teacups. Hot tears kiss my eyelashes, before falling, crashing down like a wave. I, like the teacup, shatter.

I collapse, just barely missing the shards in front of me, the hot tea soaking into the material of my pants. I've bruised my knees- I can tell by the way they ache and the loudness of my *thunk* as I hit the floor. Gentle hands go to grab at me to comfort me, but I flinch. Stupid, stupid- I'm muttering, aren't I? A voice trails in, strong arms scooping me up, a nose being buried into my hair. I just keep crying. I don't even know who's picked me up. Was I in trouble? Am I in trouble...? I didn't mean to, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I-

"You're not in trouble, jesus, I promise. I'm worried about you, that's all. You damn near cracked the floor when you fell." Dante's voice curls through my hateful thoughts right as he opens the door to his room with his boot. He refuses to let me go. He sets me gently on his bed. "Okay, baby, what's wrong? I've never seen you like this before. Tell me what's up, sweetheart, I'm worried like hell." His voice is nearly frantic and his brows are furrowed where he sits in front of me, hands holding mine comfortingly. I didn't know I had said any of my thoughts out loud. I try to croak out a response despite the lump in my throat.

It comes out hoarse. "I'm so sorry I broke it, Vergil's gonna hate me, it was one of his favourite sets, I'm so terrible, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to-" My voice spills like a pouring cup and Dante hushes me, drawing himself up just far enough to lean down and rest his forehead to mine. Warm. Dante was always so warm. He frees one hand to rub at my cheeks, only to feel my now-empty hand grasp frantically at his.

His hand links back into mine, tightening his fingers around my smaller ones. "Okay, okay, it's okay. Darling, he's not upset, he's not gonna hate you. In fact, he's worried sick about you. I asked if he'd clean up the accident, and then he could check on you. He wants to make sure you're okay, he really isn't worried about a silly teacup, even if it was one of his favourite sets. He's not upset and I'm not either. And we're sure as fuck not gonna hit you, okay?" He kisses my forehead gently, then he walks away momentarily, going to his bathroom.

He calls out. "Hey, sweetheart, could you take off your jeans for me? I've gotta make sure your knees are okay." I nod, despite him being unable to see me, and shuffle out of my tea-soaked pants. I would put them in the hamper in the corner, but I can hardly move my legs properly. He walks out and smiles softly, before kneeling before me again. A warm, damp washcloth drags against the skin of my knees and Dante's eyes darken when he sees the already-bruised flesh.

He cleans me gently, before putting antibiotic ointment on my knees and putting large bandaids over both. I sniffle and rub at my tired eyes. He looks up at me and then moves to put the washcloth back in the bathroom and tosses me pants into his hamper. Dante walks to his closet before pulling out one of his big sweaters- a green one, knitted and warm- and he walks back to me, slipping the garment over me. He kneels far enough to place kisses on my bandaged knees.

I tear up again, Dante's soft hands coming to wipe them away. He kisses my nose and picks me back up, lays on the bed, and cradles me in his arms as he covers us both up. "I don't know what's wrong, but I do know you and I know you don't like talking about your family much. Or your childhood. And that's okay. I will NEVER do what they might've done to you and I can promise Verge won't either. Nero for damn sure won't. We all care about you too much. So for now, you try to get some sleep and if you want me to, I can wake you once Vergil comes up. Sound good, sweetheart?" He says, tucking me into him and curling his thick comforter around me. I nod into his chest. His hand comes up to gently pull the sleeves of his sweater over my knuckles.

He smiled softly, before pressing a few sweet, worried kisses on my head. "Alright, I'll do that then. Just promise me you'll try to get a bit of sleep, yeah?" He continues, before pausing. He speaks up again. "I love you, sweetheart. Don't forget that. Now sleep, okay? Nero should be on his way home with stuff for dinner. I love you. So, so, so much." As he finishes, he presses more and more kisses into my hair and I sigh softly as I melt into him and his warmth. He was always so good to me.

As I drift off, I hear the door open and hear a muted conversation and soft voices I knew so well. They only serve to help me drift off farther.

I hear a few bits of the exchange as my mind finally begins to fade off fully and I smile softly as I feel Vergil's weight next to me on the bed. I feel his hand running gingerly through my hair.

"Are they alright, Dante?"

"I don't know. But they're always gonna be safe with us. And thanks for cleaning it."

"No trouble at all, brother. And yes, we will always keep them safe. They are our home."

"Yes they are, brother mine."

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devilmayfamily · 2 years

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Sit Your Ass Down

Nero doesn't know how to take a break. He's always out on a mission; if there isn't one for him, he runs around doing errands or training. Usually, this wouldn't be a problem for anyone but it was starting to become a problem for him. Nero was starting to slowly get sick and while he did his best to ignore it, you and Dante could no longer.

"Nero, sweetie, I think you need to sit and rest for a bit," you say.

"No, no, I'm fine. I really need to get to this job," he dismisses you, softly pushing past you to the kitchen.

You follow the boy, watching him make a quick sandwich before stuffing it in his mouth as he puts everything away. He took a bit of it as he walked back into the living room, looking around for his stuff.

"Nero, have you even properly eaten in the last week?" Dante asks.

"These sandwiches are enough," Nero replies, holding up the half he had left before finishing it.

"Nero, I'm serious, you need to rest," you say.

"Auntie, I promise I'm fine," Nero says, reaching past you to grab his jacket on one of the chairs.

"Nero, I'd listen to your aunt if I was you," Dante says.

You nod, stepping in front of the boy to keep him from moving any further. "Stop and sit."

"You two worry way too much," Nero says. "I'm ok. Now, let me get to this job." He places a kiss on your forehead and gives you a quick hug before trying to get out the front door.

"Nero Alexander Sparda, you sit your ass down right this minute!" you yell.

Nero immediately freezes. You never full-name dropped him unless he absolutely messed up and he absolutely did. He lets go of the door and quickly took a seat on the old tattered sofa Dante has yet to replace due to sentimental value.

"That's much better," you say. "Now, you are going to go up to your room and change while I make you dinner. And don't you dare think about sneaking out. Your father is watching."

Nero turns to the stairs to see Vergil standing just at the top, arms crossed over his chest with a gentle glare on his face.

Nero gulped, turning back to you, and nodded. "Yes ma'am."

You smiled, placing a kiss on his forehead before disappearing into the kitchen.

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Nero soon emerged downstairs once more after a shower and changing back into his pajamas. He joined his father and uncle in the lounge, laying down on the couch as his father took the recliner nearby.

Dante sat at his desk, feet kicked up with a magazine in hand. He looks up at his nephew, a smirk spreading across his face.

"What's so funny old man?" Nero asks.

"You really thought you could get past your aunt?" Dante asked, flipping the page of his magazine. "You know how that woman is. I can barely get past her."

"Yeah but you're also a simp," Nero replies.

"For that woman, any day," Dante smiles. He removes his feat from his desk as he hears a faint noise from the kitchen that meant you were done.

Your voice fills the room as you walk in with three plates, one for each of your boys. You give Dante his first, receiving a kiss and a "thank you, love," from the man as you set his plate on his desk.

You walk over and set Vergil's plate on the nightstand next to him. Vergil gives a quiet "thank you," before book marking his page.

You stand before Nero, the boy having sat up as he watched you make your way around the room.

He shrinks beneath your stern glare, looking up apologetically. "I'm sorry."

"I know you are sweetheart," you reply. You set the plate down on the coffee table in front of him before sitting down next to the boy.

While he may be 20 now, he would always be the little 8-year-old you met when you first met the twins.

You ran a hand through the boy's hair, he instinctively leaned into your touch and a low purr emitted from him.

"When I say you need to rest, you rest. Not weeks after when I have to yell," you say.

Nero nods, sitting up as you stop messaging his scalp.

"Now eat. I know you're probably really hungry."

As if to confirm it, his stomach growls. A smile spread across your face as you get up to leave the boy to eat.

You later walk out with your own plate, dragging a chair over to sit next to Dante behind his desk. Both of you look out at your family, Dante still wondering why you'd ever choose this but glad that you did.

Vergil had finished his food, the plate completely clean sitting on the nightstand. Nero had also finished, the boy now laying back with an arm over his eyes.

"He called me a simp," Dante mumbles.

"Because you are one," you reply. Dante smiles, giving you a kiss.

"Yes, but he will always adore you the most," Dante replies.

And Nero would, even if he didn't like to admit it. You were his closest thing to a mom and he would do anything for you, even if it killed him.

From the mere mention of his ideals, Nero shifted but didn't seem to wake. You smile, thanking whatever force brought you to meet that little 8-year-old on that one chilly autumn day and made you one with this family.

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palebloodcvrse · 10 months

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Baking with the DMC V boys

This is my first time trying to make these headcanon type posts, be nice pls.

Content: Romantic/platonic dante x G/N reader, vergil x reader, nero x reader ...? Cause any scenario here can be taken in any way, relationship or friendship (cause what if ur aro/ace but still wanna do fun shi with your favs?)

Dante

Wants to lick the batter off the whisk, but you gotta stop him. The remnants in the bowl is free game, however

Insists on winging the recipe, says you gotta "feel" it

FLOUR FIGHT! Your peaceful baking session descends into chaos. You both end up covered in flour while the cake is in the oven

Despite him being good with his hands his cake decorating skills kinda suck ass

Its okay though, since you both tried your best and had fun, even if the cake looks like doodoo. It tastes good however... so it wasnt a waste after all

Hes a notorious frosting licker, you have to swat him off the cake like a fly.

If you bake something a pastry instead hes gonna poke the dough.

(Romance:) will lick the frosting/batter off of your hand or face if you get any of it on you while mixing.

Vergil

Im not gonna lie here, he miiight turn it into a bit of a contest.

His perfectionistic nature will push him to ultra tryhard it, even if it is just a dessert or pastry. He'll check the recipe constantly and will be careful about each detail (or at least try)

You remind him that you two are baking for fun and he calms down a bit, but he will still act as if hes competing in the great british bakeoff or some shit

Insists on frosting the cake for you, but only so he can show off how steady his hands are. (Even if he screws it up)

The cake ends up being too pretty to eat

Wants to try harder pastries and desserts, usually something fancy like a mille fueille

That doesnt mean you two will always succeed however, Vergil just likes to push his limits even if he fails.

He'll give you a warm smile as you two finish the thing youre baking. At least hes not so tense anymore...

(Romance:) he'll feed you a piece of whatever you two baked together, looking into your eyes and watching for your reaction, then kisses you to have a taste but go back to being his stonefaced grumpy self later like nothing happened.

Nero

Overmixes the batter because hes tense

Kinda scatterbrained, will forget to preheat the oven sometimes

Hes actually more tolerable to bake with than his dad or uncle, less tense and also less chaotic

He'll let you take the lead for this one, just tell him what to do or get and he'll go right on ahead.

Hes actually not so tense anymore, considering baking is a relaxing activity.

Will leave the decorating to you, hes not very good at it.

(Platonic:) insists on leaving some for kyrie, aint no way he wont give her any

(Romantic:) will always leave some for you, no matter how good it tastes.

You two wont be making anything too complex but whatever comes out of it tastes great and his presence will make baking feel like a wholesome activity.

You two tell stories to each other and get a bit distracted.

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that-gay-guy-from-hell · 1 year

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DMC MASTER LIST

ON GOING QUESTION/POLL (I can't actually make a real poll but I want to know some opinions lmao)

All fics are posted here on my AO3, along with other things (like my personal headcanons).

VERGIL ONE-SHOTS:

Stubborn as Always--G/N, Fluff

Si vis amari ama--G/N, Fluff, Minor Angst

Uncontrolled Instincts--Male, Smut, Rut fic.

Sweet Serenade--G/N, Smut (? Vergil "self pleasuring")

Good Morning, my Love--G/N, Smut (Consensual somnophilia)

Tapestry of Leather--G/N, Fluff, Lime (god I'm old)

Student and Teacher--G/N, Flirty Fluff

The Bed of the Blue Devil--G/N, Smut, Rut fic.

As You Wish (Part 2)--G/N, Smut

As You Wish (Part 1)--G/N, Fluff

Despite Your Flaws--G/N, Sad Fluff

What Would They Think--G/N, Angst/Sad, Fluffy Comfort

Without You--G/N, Angst/Sad, Fluffy Comfort

A Devil's Secret Wingman--G/N, Fluff

Phantoms of the Past--Male, Angst, Fluff?

DANTE ONE-SHOTS:

Rough Day?--Male, Fluff

I've Got You--G/N, Fluff, Overprotective Dante

Where There's a Will, Right?-- Male, Angst (kinda), Fluff, Smut; Dante between 2-4

Stuck in a Rut--G/N, Smut, Rut fic.

Deep Regret--Male, Sad, Fluff

A Valentine's to Remember--Male, Fluff, Smut

Song of the Heart--G/N (w/anxiety), Fluff

NERO ONE-SHOTS:

No One Else Can Have You--Male, Smut, Power Bottom Nero, Top Reader, Pre-4 Nero

Wanting--G/N, Smut

Fear of the Devil--G/N, Comfort, Fluff

The Scent of You--Male, Smut

V ONE-SHOTS:

Lineaments of Gratified Desire--G/N, Smut, Handjob (V receiving)

Stuck in a small hiding spot + Injured V (short one-shot answers)

MULTIPLE/OTHER ONE-SHOTS:

Bound by Blood: Reader & Sparda Bloodline (Platonic; comfort, angst, fluff)

STUPID THOUGHTS THAT RELATE TO DMC:

Sin Devil Trigger Vergil's tail

Vergil only has 2 things to his name

Me at Vergil when I found out about Devil May Cry

Screenshot ruining my Bloody Palace run

Vergil right after V and Urizen merge appreciation post

"Bound by Blood" re-write excerpts (semi-gory warning)

"I think I'm pretty good at playing Vergil"

Ebony & Ivory replicas. Plus, Nero and Dante body pillowcases.

How much can the Sparda bloodline lift??

Thoughts while writing a "Nero x Terminally Ill reader" fic

Vergil and Lawn Darts

Vergil tiddies

This is why I love the DMC fandom--Comment thread

DMC 2 "Dante" is actually Vergil

Teeth!

Why do Dante and Vergil in DMC5 look so different?

Can the Sparda-bloodline dance?

Kneeling Vergil

Vergil being sick but also stubborn

Do it for him

A really good Nero x G/N Reader fic (that's not mine) and why my dumbass commented lmao

Eric and Vergil

Vergil's autistic

Sparda twins and leg gaiters

Aro/Ace Dante?

SHOP LAYOUT MAP

ART:

MLP Dante

Semi-spicy Dante (Mature label)

Drifting in the ocean all alone

GOOGLE DRIVE MASTERLIST OF PROMPTS/IDEAS THAT I'LL BE DOING.

Requests are currently closed; I have WAYYY TOO MANY. It might be a while before I reopen them; thank you so much for the support!!

A quick shameless self-plug--I also have a fan-character-based story as well if y'all would consider giving it a look, I'd really appreciate it. It is both here, @adevilsfolly , and on AO3

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boonsmoon · 2 months

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Are there any other rules for making requests? Like are there any specific characters or other topics you will or won't cover? Are there any other fandoms you cover? How many characters can we ask about in a single request? And will we get less headcanons if we ask for more characters? For Persona specifically, can we ask about Confidants or characters from side games? Feel free to add anything else. Sorry about all the questions, just want to be sure. Thanks and have a fantastic day!

I'm gonna turn this into my new pinned post so don't mind the first portion.

You may call me Xepher. I'm 18+ and in college, so reqs might be slow. I go by she/her and my first (and only) language is English. Warning: I don’t proof read, more like briefly scan so you can correct me.

Masterlist

Let's make this easy and sort into sections lol

Characters

WILL:

Children (PLATONIC ONLY)

Teens (mostly platonic, late teens could be romantic)

Adults (platonic + romantic)

Robot/Mech (full on robo will be platonic, but mech features can be romantic)

WON'T:

Animal (like full on, animal features are OK) i.e. dog reader x dog character = no reader with cat tail x character = yes Characters like Morgana are the exception with being humanoid

Genres/Dynamics

WILL:

Character x reader (m + f)

Character x character

You can request multiple genres i.e. fluff to angst

Fluff

Angst (not good, but I try)

Horror (I'll give it my best shot)

Platonic

Romantic

Oneshot

Headcanons

WON'T:

Lime/Lemon

Yandere (clingy OK)

Dead Dove

Incest/Pedophilia/Abuse

Character x OC

Fandoms (more will be added)

WILL:

Record of Ragnarok (ROR)

Ragna Crimson

Howl's Moving Castle (Movie)

Legend of Zelda (LOZ)

Heaven Official's Blessing (TGCF)

The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (MDZS)

Metal Gear Rising: Revengeance (MGRR)

Devil May Cry (DMC)

A Date With Death (ADWD)

Tokyo Debunker

The above are part of a list already, the below are unofficial fandoms

Ashidaka - The Iron Hero will likely be added soon

I'm currently on the fence for MADK and Hazbin Hotel

There is also a possibility for Hellsing in the future

Any character from the unofficial fandoms will NOT be turned down, but also will not be a priority

WON'T:

I will write any fandom listed, the reason it's like that is because I probably won't know most fandoms outside what I have

Limits

I would prefer 3 or less characters in one request, however if you go one or two over it won't be ignored, just will take vastly longer

Headcanons will NOT be shortened if there are more characters, I usually have a lot to write headcanon wise, so they'll all be beefy

Persona

Persona isn't on the list and probably won't be anytime soon, BUT if it ever does get added, I will allow Confidants or side game characters

Where To Request

My inbox is open if I'm taking requests; but you can comment your request too

If my inbox is closed that means I'm not taking requests, anything commented will be ignored or pushed very far back

Crossover Requests

I have a post here if you're interested

Hope this answered all questions you and anyone else had

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writingcore · 2 years

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Helloo, hope you are having a lovely day (or night) :))

May i request some headcanons for Dante? (dmc) with a fem teen reader (platonic ofc), who is very challenging and sensitive? Just general fluff about how they meet and dante being a father figure to her?

Im sorry if i dont explain myself very well, if u need more details, maybe they meet because dante saved her from a demon?

And sorry for my bad english, its not my first language, take care! :) <3

TAKEN CARE OF | Dante Sparda x Daughter!Reader

A/N: I honestly feel so bad , I have no idea how long ago this request was — but I hope this still finds you and nope it’s too your liking! I also did something different with the headcanons format.

warning(s): none!

pairing: dante sparda , fem teen reader (platonic)

YOU, don’t remember how you gotten here but as of now, you’re completely terrified not because you’re about to die … okay, maybe that too. More or less you have no idea how to fight a demon.

DANTE, had a sense come to him, he sense danger in his way. Let alone he came running towards some kid who definitely not prepare for demons. All he had to do with take them out and the kid should be fine. “Hey! you okay?” He asked, helping you out your hiding spot and back onto your feet.

YOU, shook your head. “Yeah, I’m fine, thank you!” After this moment, you looked at him in admiring him — well admiring how he saved you.

IT, didn’t take too long for you to begin hanging around him, but dante was the one who basically picked you up like a stray. He also made sure to keep you in good shape. That’s in fighting against demons and well taking care of you.

YOU, also begin to follow into his foot steps, not all of them but he also figure out, how sensitive you were, so he also tried his best to not come out aggressive but that’s hardly ever.

THE, more he taught you, the more he manages to find your weaknesses and whatnot and he also found out you were very hard to understand current rules. Challenging per say, as one, he definitely overcomes it.

DANTE, wouldn’t forget the day he heard you calling him “dad” one day, It just slips out of your mouth. “Hey dad—" pause. silence. “Yeah kiddo” is what he replied with. It’s official, he’s a father now.

HE, tries to be on his best for you, he also tries his best to be there for you. If he sees you crying to him or anywhere, he’ll beat anyone who makes you cry or even the slightly sadness.

ALSO, since he does have his devil form, he would not let you get close to him or even see him like that. He does not want you to be scared of him but as his daughter, you reassure him about it and say ‘it’s pretty cool’ and not afraid.

IF, Nero is in the picture, which is most likely he’ll also help you with training but he’ll have a difficult time to get you to follow directions.

100%, will eat in the dark because Dante once again did not pay the bill again and eat pizza constantly; however, you two joke around even with no lights or yes lights.

YOU, definitely know how hard Dante tries for you and once Father’s Day or his Birthday is around the corner, you’ll make something for you or buy something for your father — having a hang out day like every other day but it’s more special, for sure.

FOR YOU, if it’s your birthday or something you did, Dante will make a party for you and just invite the family members. Definitely not a big party and ACTUALLY saves money to buy you what you always wanted.

DANTE, is your cool dad but doesn’t mean he won’t discipline you, the way he’ll do it is just to have a normal conversation about it, of course, with a disappointment face.

HE’S, also really protective but he loves you and wants what’s best for you. Same with you, he’s the best father you can ever ask and you’re glad he saved you.

#dmc5 imagine #dante sparda #devil may cry #writing #dmc headcanons #dmc x reader #dmc dante #video games #x reader #dante x reader #imagines

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offlinesequence · 1 year

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if nobody starts writing familial or platonic dmc "x" reader god help me i will do it my own fucking self

#dmc #devil may cry #guys the whole series is about family it would be fun to write please psps

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icycoldninja · 24 days

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Masterlist IV

Good God, this is getting exhausting. Aight, so my third masterlist won't let me edit it, so here you go, Masterlist IV.

Last updated: 05, 20, 2024

Icycoldninja's Rules

Masterlist I

Masterlist II

Masterlist III

DMC:

Dante:

Hug (fluff)

Payment (NSFW)

X Herrscher of Thunder!Reader headcannons

X Reader who speaks another language headcannons

X Depressed!Reader headcannons

X Successful!Daughter!Reader headcannons

X Yor Forger-like!Reader headcannons

X Radio demon!Reader headcannons

X Reader with a stutter headcannons

Am I a good mother? (Angst/fluff)

Secret sleepover

Edging (NSFW)

X Reader with nipple piercings headcannons

X Jittery Reader headcannons

X Erza-like!Reader headcannons

X Firefighter!Reader headcannons

Psychedelic experience headcannons

Hand size comparison headcannons

Cute kitty (NSFW)

X Granddaughter of Van Helsing!Reader headcannons

X Smitten!Reader headcannons

X Fem!Cop!Reader headcannons

X Marie-like!Reader headcannons

X daughter of Loki Reader headcannons

X Sister!Reader headcannons

X Goddess of tattoos!Reader headcannons

Vergil:

X Herrscher of Thunder!Reader headcannons

X Reader who speaks another language headcannons

X Depressed!Reader headcannons

X Successful!Daughter!Reader headcannons

X Yor Forger-like! Reader headcannons

X Elysia the herrecher of humanity!Reader headcannons

X Radio Demon!Reader headcannons

X Reader with a stutter headcannons

X Reader with nipple piercings

X Jittery reader headcannons

X Fallen angel!Reader headcannons (NSFW/Angst/Fluff)

X Reader killed by a demon headcannons

Too good for you (Angst/Fluff)

X Firefighter!Reader headcannons

X Erza-like!Reader headcannons

Psychedelic experience headcannons

Hand size comparison headcannons

X Fem!Angel!Reader Angel Trigger headcannons

X Romantic Goth!Reader headcannons

X Reader starting a new job headcannons

X Smitten!Reader headcannons

X Granddaughter of Van Helsing headcannons

X Short!Reader cuddling headcannons

X Nero's mother!Reader headcannons

X Daughter of Loki Reader headcannons

X Fem!Cop!Reader headcannons

X Sister!Reader headcannons

X Marie-like!Reader headcannons

X Goddess of tattoos!Reader headcannons

Nero:

X Reader who speaks another language headcannons

X Depressed! Reader headcannons

X Yor Forger-like! Reader headcannons

X Radio demon!Reader headcannons

X Reader with a stutter headcannons

X Reader with nipple piercings headcannons

X Jittery reader headcannons

Just a few more tragedies (X yandere! reader)

X Erza-like!Reader headcannons

X Firefighter!Reader headcannons

Hand size comparison headcannons

X Teasing!Reader headcannons

X Granddaughter of Van Helsing headcannons

X Fem!Cop!Reader headcannons

X Daughter of Loki!Reader headcannons

X Marie-like!Reader headcannons

X Goddess of Tattoos!Reader headcannons

X Reader platonic headcannons

X Reader who speaks another language headcannons

X Yor Forger-like! Reader headcannons

X Reader with a stutter headcannons

X Reader with nipple piercings headcannons

X Jittery reader headcannons

X Erza-like!Reader headcannons

X Firefighter!Reader headcannons

X Granddaughter of Van Helsing headcannons

X Short!Reader cuddling headcannons

X Fem!Cop!Reader headcannons

X Marie-like!Reader headcannons

X Goddess of tattoos headcannons

X Reader platonic headcannons

X Daughter of Loki!Reader headcannons

Metal Gear:

Raiden:

Backshots headcannons

Doggystyle (NSFW)

MGS2! Yandere headcannons

X Tony Stark-like!Reader headcannons

X Fem!Cyborg!Reader headcannons

FF7:

Sephiroth:

Con noncon headcannons

Together forever (Yandere Reader)

Long night (NSFW kinda)

X Dog hybrid!Reader headcannons

#icycoldninja writes #Icycoldninja's masterlist #Masterlist iv #Masterlist #Dmc #Mgs #multifandom writer #Ff7

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phonkscribes · 2 months

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The Quiet Part of the Library

In which a little Vergil goes to the library to read as he does, only to find a little Reader there in his spot. Childish shenanigans ensue. Reader is gender neutral, & a little older and taller than baby verge. Headcanons to be released for the Reading Reader...

Enjoy

He usually came by himself to the library, when he wanted to escape his younger brother and find himself alone. The library was peaceful, quiet. The librarian was kind to him, and no one bothered him when he wanted to be left to the words scribed in the texts he’d pick up into his small hands. Opening the old hard covers to press his thumb along the pages, Vergil found comfort in reading the stanzas of the poems he indulged in, a part of him hearing his father’s voice in the back of his mind as he went about it. He was hoping to hear him again while Sparda remained absent from his and his brother’s life. The elder twin just didn’t anticipate seeing someone there in his usual spot.

And that wouldn’t stand.

Already he had to fight with his brother over his things since he just loved to steal and take what was his, but now his most cherished space? He wouldn’t be backing down, in fact, he’d make this person leave. This was his, and rightfully he would be fighting for it. You had a book of your own in your lap, held delicately and with care when you heard a whiny voice screech at you from above. A quick glance upwards showed you the source, a boy with silver hair and stark blue eyes. As blue as the sky.

“Could you leave? This is my spot”, he had proclaimed to you, puffing his little chest out as he looked down at you. He had a sort of princely air to him, arrogant and demanding. So snooty. Who was he, and what right did he have to claim this area as his own? You furrowed your brow before closing your book, already marking where you had last left off. You were here first, and it’s always been first come, first serve.

“No, I got here before you. You should just find some other place to read”, you replied before lifting your hand to shoo him away, like some kind of stray.

Vergil couldn’t have been more offended by the gesture. If it were Dante, he could easily throw a punch or start fighting right here and right now, but he respected the library and what this place had become for him. He wouldn’t defile it over some petty little fight… and yet, he didn’t like that he was to be made to let some stranger sit where he liked to sit. One could suppose that it was the little devil in him wanting to protect his territory, or perhaps it’s the stubbornness a child has when they want something they can’t have. Either way, he refuses to budge, shaking his head to further express his point.

“I’ve been here plenty of times before, and not once have I ever seen you. Leave now or else I’ll make you”, spoke the little prince. You could hardly believe it. You were three years his senior, but he was already pulling rank on you, what if he got the librarian involved? You didn’t want any trouble, especially one that could get you booted out of here, but you also didn’t like the way that he was talking to you. Especially when it felt like he was looking down on you, even when he was standing and you were sitting down.

“So? I’ve been here plenty of times before too, why do I have to leave just because it’s your spot?”, you argued. Vergil frowned when you weren’t getting up to leave like he had asked you, his frustration visible as he took a step closer to you, threatening to take action directly. If he had to push you out, then he would. He didn’t want to share, but he hadn’t actually wanted to get physical. You could tell the librarian and then he’d get in trouble, and the thought of the librarian getting mad with him put a weight on his shoulders that he didn’t want to experience in full.

The step that he took makes you tense up a little, pulling your knees into your chest as you glare up at him with all the indignance you could muster. You wanted this little boy to go away, to leave already. Why couldn’t he just leave you alone? Why did he have to be so difficult?

“...”, noticing the change in your body language, Vergil takes another step, smirking as he goes.

Boys could be really mean, you knew this, but was he actually going to hurt you? Over staying in his spot? Jerk. Pursing your lips together, your own frustration leads you to standing up finally to leave. Fine, if he wanted this so badly, you’d just go somewhere else. You could always return whenever he’d leave. Vergil looks up at you as he sees just how much taller you are than him, and yet you didn’t think to use your height against him? Seeing you now, the smirk falls from his face as he watches you grit your jaw.

“Fine, if you want it so bad then you can have it!”, you shove past him, since he was in your way. Walking hurriedly through the shelves, your fleeting form passes him by as he remains where he was, watching you go before huffing. About time… and as he walks over to sit where you once were, the victory doesn’t feel as good as he thought it would. It was warm where you were, not cold like it would’ve been had he arrived first. He had seen the wetness in your eyes just as you left.

Dante didn’t cry when he would have his bouts with his brother, were you so weak that you couldn’t fight back? Clearly you were larger, and probably stronger too, so why didn’t you? As he looked down at his own book, the thought wouldn’t leave his mind. Why did he care? You were an obstacle in his path, and he simply had to move you to the side so that he could get what he wanted. A frown had formed on his face where a smile should’ve been now that he could finally begin to read. Instead of his father’s voice, he heard his mother’s, chastising him for not playing nice.

If she had seen the scene unfold, she would’ve made him apologize or something of that sort. She was always telling him how he had to learn to play nice with others, that it would be important for him. Vergil sighed, bringing a hand up to pinch the bridge of his nose before allowing the hand to run up to push back his silvery locks. He couldn’t read when this was sitting on his consciousness, it would bug him, and then his brother would poke at him about it which would lead to him confessing this to his mother at one point or another. How troublesome… what would father do?

The right thing.

And that… would be to apologize… but he didn’t do anything wrong! You were some stranger, a no body! What were the chances that he’d even see you again? He came here to read, not to socialize,he got enough of that done with his brother. He was rather tired of having to deal with Dante constantly, especially when his younger brother made it his mission to pester him daily. You weren’t as terrible as Dante, he supposed, you actually left and obeyed him after a bit of pushing. There comes that nagging feeling again as he reflects on it a little more.

He couldn’t focus anymore, his concentration led astray as he glanced up ahead, annoyed with this predicament he had created for himself. Vergil could scarcely recall what he had read anyway. He’ll come to see you tomorrow, when he can muster up the words to say. As he got up to leave, he remembered your face again, the expression you made when he had successfully managed to chase you out. You were on the verge of tears, he hadn’t ever seen anyone look so upset before in his life, not even in drawings or in paintings around the manor. It only twisted at him some more.

Where were you right now? Not crying, he’d hoped. That would be pathetic, and he’d rather not see you again while you were doing that.

But you’d gone home by the time he had left, carrying your book with you and thinking about how much that instance irritated you. Your cheeks bloomed with color, flushed as you fumed about that stupid prince of a boy. Why didn’t you put up more of a fight? Why didn’t you do something? The questions come as you find yourself back home, to be answered when you were likely to see him again back in that place. No matter, you’d come earlier next time, so that he wouldn’t be there to usher you out. Next time, you’d be better prepared.

And so the next time came for when you arrived back at that library, seated back in that very same spot.

Another book was picked out, and your knees were pulled into your chest again as you poured over it within your lap, propped up and open by your hands. You enjoyed works of fiction, of derring-do tales with heroes and heroines, monsters slain by a hero with a sword. Currently, you were sitting on the part where the hero meets with the antagonist for the first time, their meeting having been alluded to in the first chapter. Your eyes were blown wide in anticipation, holding onto every word as they began to fight, brushing their swords together… when a shadow draped itself over you again. You hadn’t noticed it– him–, until he had cleared his throat to get your attention.

How long has it been? You had lost track of time while drifting amongst the pages…

“You again…”, you glanced up as he spoke, letting your eyes sit on him for a moment.

He seemed lost, unsure of what to say until you relinquished your hold to return back to your book. Were the two of you within the scene right now, you’re sure that the characters of this story would’ve much disliked this interruption as well. Things were just getting good too! The boy gathers himself again before he resumes his train of thought.

“What are you doing here?”, he asks. In my spot.

Who ever decided that it was his spot? Did the librarian permit this?

You ignore him, picking up on the sentence you had last read. Hopefully, he’ll get the hint this time and leave you be. If you could ignore him for long enough, then maybe he’d go away on his own. That’s what you had hoped would happen. The little prince glared as you pointedly ignored him. He didn’t want to say that, he didn’t mean to have asked you that as it was blatantly obvious, but the words had tumbled out before he knew what he was saying. Why had you returned here, knowing that this area belonged to him?

“I know you heard me”, he says, his brow furrowing as you go on about your story.

Right now, the hero and the villain were having an intense moment, a speech about ideals being traded amongst the other. The hero was in the right, they always were, but the villain was telling him about how he needed to get stronger. That he could not ever hope to defeat him if he didn’t seek to do the same; that he would never be bested if he didn’t have the strength to do so. The hero had lost in the end, but his fight was far from over. Your gaze softens, the story would be over too soon if the hero had won, but you were looking forward to the antagonist losing the battle. You turn the page to see what happens next, but you don’t get that chance as the book is torn from your hands.

“Hey!”, you look up to him finally.

He looks just as smug as he had on that day, where the two of you met. He held it back and away from you, smirking as he went. This was something that he was so used to having happened to him, the feeling of doing it to another was inexplicably rewarding. Holding this over you gave him a sense of power, and as you sit there powerless, he takes a moment to glance at the cover. It’s different from what he would typically read, not that it was any less interesting.

“Give that back!”, you got up again to reach for it, only for him to take a step back with it still in his reach. Your movements are sluggish, hesitant. Could it be this is your first time ever having to fight for anything? Vergil scoffs.

“If you want it… then you’ll have to take it”, but you already knew that.

You make a face, and he expects you to play into his game.

You just wanted to read in peace, just as he did, but now things have ended up like this. Your height isn’t so daunting as the motivated look behind your eyes. You meet him finally, hands balled up at either side, before you swiftly lift your leg. You didn’t want to have to resort to violence, but it was clear to you that he wouldn’t have listened to parley. Fully expecting him to gasp and fall to the floor in a heap, you’re disturbed to find that he only staggers somewhat, more taken back that you would actually hit him rather than the pain that comes with that delicate area. He looks surprised, but his guard is lowered for just a moment, long enough for you to take your book back. It comes out with ease as you take a step back, away from him with your eyes held wide and alert.

He looks like he means to stop you, reaching to you as you leave him again, hurriedly at that this time. It isn’t how he had planned for things to go. He was going to apologize, he was, but then you looked at him and he lost it. Vergil grunts as he punches the side of a shelf with his tiny fist. He’ll find you again, upon your next meeting, he won’t be burdened by the guilt he thought he had for you. The library was a place for him to leave that sort of thing behind, so that he might have peace of mind. How is that you’re tearing that a part for him too?

He’s too curious to drop it, and too curious to leave it be and to find another spot to read. He wants to see you again, to let you have it. He just hopes that he can keep you as a secret from his brother. Sparda knows that he’ll never let him hear the end of it. Vergil glances over his shoulder as he hears someone approach him from behind, thinking it to be you, only to see the librarian appear. At first, he thought that he might be in trouble, but the old man only asks if he’s alright after that little fight with his friend.

Friend?!

“We aren’t friends..! As if I’d ever be friends with– ugh…”, what is this feeling of nausea that’s hitting him suddenly? Is the thought of being that person’s friend truly so revolting? It couldn’t possibly have been from that kick to his groin. He’s not that weak… but he’ll have to try that move on Dante just to see.

When Vergil eventually returns to the library within the next week, he happens across you again, just as you’re about to go to the spot that the two of you like. He liked it first, but he insists that you stole it. He can’t fathom you having been here before him. Your eyes met his, and his met yours. He stares longer, and for a second, he’s reminded of the warmth that he stole from you when you two first met. You don’t like having him stare at you so intently, so you’re the first to break eye contact.

“... You can have it this time”, you state solemnly, not wanting to fight with this boy again.

“No”, he finally says before he moves his eyes to the floor, “You… can stay this time. I won’t make you leave”, he tells you.

“What? Why? I thought this was your spot?”, you’re about to argue but he grabs your hand and leads you along, dragging you a bit over to where you would ordinarily find yourself seated at. Why the sudden change of heart? Vergil doesn’t say anything to you as he expects you to sit down after you rightfully yank your hand out of his. He was being weird, not that he wasn’t weird already. But now he was being weirder than before, and twice as annoying.

“We can read here together, I’m allowing this, since you won’t leave…”, he says, with some indignation. This boy reminds you of the villain of your story… the both of them act similarly in a way that you can’t place. Now you won’t be harassed while trying to read, but you don’t even know his name. You tell him yours first, and he seems confused at first.

“That’s my name, so tell me yours”

Why would you want to know that? For a moment, he was sure that you would’ve been more satisfied that he was allowing you to take residence within his space, but now you’re inquiring about his name. Like the two of you could be friends… or something like that.

“Vergil”, he says.

“Like the poet?”, you ask, and then… right there, the idea strikes him as one that is possible.

#phonkscribes #vergil sparda x reader #vergil x reader #vergil sparda & reader #vergil & reader #can be read as platonic or romantic #dmc imagines #dmc x reader #dmc & reader #fluff #[ i wanted something cute... and maybe something sad to work off of for a future series... thinking about making something for ao3 ]#[ please leave comments in the replies or tags you guys ]#[ id love to know what yall think... <3 ]

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issacballsac · 11 months

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“Being Best-friends with Dante Sparda„

Being a son of Sparda doesn’t mean he doesn’t have time to fool around with you ! Gender neutral human reader

Teenage Years | DMC3

Being the massive flirt he is he’ll most likely try and flirt with you upon meeting

Seeing as his twin brother is currently trying to kill him and take his necklace he’ll keep your first conversation short and leave you with his number

After literal Hell on Earth he’ll remember to give you a call

Y’all click instantly…he’s also just a really easy person to get along with but we’ll just ignore that

Now we all know he STAYS broke so either you pay for a meal or y’all are taking a walk in the park somewhere

Getting him to actually talk about himself is pretty difficult

Give him space and he’ll open up about deeper things in his life eventually especially things that concern his demon half(brother, childhood, etc.)

He does enjoy throwing compliments everywhere so expect daily words of praise whether it be sarcastic, goofy, exaggerated, or sincere praise

If you like to compliment as well it’ll be like the most sickening bromance ever

If your still in school DO NOT go to him for homework help

He’ll hype you up for sure but if you need genuine academic help just get a tutor💀

Would be genuinely upset if you made a joke regarding his white hair bro would get hella moody and claim you aren’t friends anymore

If you have a part time job you can BET he’s gonna ask for some bread

Not exactly outright but he’ll allude to it like..

“You remember all the damage those demon guys did to my shop? Yeah…it’s gonna cost A TON to repair it by myself…”

“Are you hungry? Well I heard about this new pizza spot that WE should totally tryout 😁.”

If you like to make clothes/jewelry/accessories he’ll totally wear it

Refuses to let you mess with his hair until like two years into knowing each other

Takes pride in his looks and you should too! Self care! Ofc you’re paying for any and all expenses🫶

Glorified sugar daddy😭

If you live with your parents…so does he

Congratulations you have a new brother 🩰

If you don’t he’ll offer to be roommates so he can get a cheaper rent

You’ll definitely meet Lady she is absolutely appalled at how you tolerate him constantly sarcastically ofc she knows he’s a good guy

If you’re into video games he’ll play with you granted he doesn’t have the money to pay for a game console so it’ll be on whatever console you have

Once he’s in your life he’s never leaving literally.

A best-friend for a lifetime

Adult Years

He probably saved you from some demons

Like if you met him in his teenage year he’d def start flirting

What can I say he stays true to himself

His personality would never change regardless of his aging

Still the same wacky woohoo pizza man we know and love

Thinks you look hot and invites you on a date which quickly just turns into a hangout after the LACK of romance

Still finds hanging with you to be fun and keeps a friendship

Even after establishing a friendship he still flirts here and there—force of habit

Would definitely teach you how to ride a motorcycle if you didn’t already know

More willing to let you mess with his hair

Like put it in pigtails or tie it up/braid it

Introduced you to the whole DMC gang

Now depending on the time period he’ll tell you about Vergil and his upbringing

He would totally tell you all about it after the events of DMC5 after he returns ofc!

I feel like he’s an animal guy so if you have any pets they’re now his pets too

Co-parenting core🩰

If you’re an artist he’ll be your muse/reference material any day

Loves the attention

Drunk dance nights

Karaoke too he doesn’t have the best singing voice but it’s not the worst

Since he’s a devil hunter he goes on missions a lot and seeing as you don’t want to get your shit rocked you stay behind

Cherishes every moment spent together and will make sure you know that

You always take him with you on vacations

How could you not???

He appreciates if you chip in helping him pay off his MASSIVE FUCKING DEBT

He doesn’t expect you to though

Despite being broke he stays stylish and if you asked would help you with fashion

Ofc he isn’t like BIG on fashion but cmon have you seen his looks? He dabbles

Immediately sees you after missions and starts ranting about the entire thing

“Can you believe it?! So obviously I shot that nasty bitch and it had the nerve to explode all over my jacket! It died so I can’t even get it to pay for a new one!”

“Don’t worry about why I smell like this worry about the fact that Trish totally took MY commission!”

Very dramatic but laid back too if that makes sense

Calls you cheesy nicknames that I will not elaborate on use your imagination 🗣️🫶

Enjoys live music and will go with you to concerts if you like

Shows you his demon form if you’re interested

Whatever your hobby is he’ll be interested

Would make sure nothing ever bad happened to you regarding devils ofc

Best bros for life and in death🫡

#devil may cry #dmc devil may cry #dmc x you #dmc x reader #dante x reader #dante x you #gn reader #x male reader #x female reader #x gn reader #x gender neutral reader #dante sparda #beingdantesfriend #platonic #platonic headcanons #dmc headcanons #fanfic #fanfiction

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ariseur · 3 months

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dante’s masterlist ꨄ︎

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domestic dante headcanons ꨄ︎

dante x reader | headcanons / blurb | fluff | gn!reader

dante taking care of reader after hard day ꨄ︎

dante x reader | blurb | fluff / suggestive | fem!reader

doctor’s orders ꨄ︎

dante x reader | fic | fluff | gn!reader

dante with a seamstress reader ꨄ︎

dante x reader | fic | fluff | fem!reader

dmc guys jealousy headcanons ꨄ︎

dmc guys x reader | headcanons | fluff/crack? | gn!reader

dmc with a vampire reader ꨄ︎

dmc x reader | headcanons | fluff (?) | gn!reader

dante with a reader who insecure about a small chest ꨄ︎

sparda brothers x reader | headcanons | fluff / nsfw | gn!reader

dante & v with a teasing angel reader ꨄ︎

dante & v x reader | headcanons | fluff (?) | gn!reader

watching over daughter!reader ꨄ︎

(platonic!!) dante & vergil x reader | blurb | crack | fem!reader

dante with an assassin reader ꨄ︎

dante x reader | blurb | fluff | gn!reader

dante with an oblivious reader ꨄ︎

dante x reader | headcanons / blurb | fluff (?) | gn!reader

dante after an argument ꨄ︎

sparda twins x reader | headcanons | comfort (??) | gn!reader

dante coming home to an army of cats ꨄ︎

dante x reader | blurb | fluff | gn!reader

the morning after an argument ꨄ︎

dante x reader | blurb | fluff | gn!reader

flustering his accountant ꨄ︎

dante x reader | blurb | fluff (?) | gn!reader

#devil may cry #devil may cry x reader #devil may cry dante #devil may cry fanfiction #x reader #fanfic writer #dante x reader #dante sparda x reader #dante sparda #dante dmc #dmc dante #dmc5 dante #dmc5 #dmc fanfiction #odottie’s masterlist ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚#kiss kiss

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Dante, Vergil, V and Nero quick Halloween scenarios - Nero Version

Pairings: Nero x Kyrie, as always. In this one, reader is Nero's best friend (he calls her his sister)

Summary: The theme for this Halloween was Hocus Pocus, the movie you all watched as kids. All dressed up, Nero runs to the orphanage just in time to watch the Sanderson Sisters' show.

Author's notes: You know, someday I'll write about Nero being a kitchen hazard - because boy does his best, but he isn't a natural at it as he is with kicking demon ass.

There isn't muuuch of a plot, just all of you happily dressed as Hocus Pocus characters and having fun on Halloween, that's it "^^

Also, for those of you who don't know Hocus Pocus, I'll leave the part of the movie with the song below - but PLEASE, do watch this Halloween monument of a movie. For reference while reading: Winnie is the red haired witch in emerald green gown, Mary is the black haired witch in red clothes, and Sarah is the blonde witch in the pink palette dress.

And yes, that's the skeleton singer a lot of us had a crush on :D

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“Where are they now, huh?” Nero muttered to himself, adjusting his frayed top hat in his head.

He smiled after looking at himself in the mirror – Nero looked cool. With your help and Kyrie’s, of course: his face and hands were painted in skull and bones, black and white, torn and old clothing adorning the make-up. You had decided for a Hocus Pocus Halloween on the orphanage and instead of dressing up as the main character, you managed to convince Nero to dress up as the skeleton jazz singer guy from the town party.

Well, you might have told Nero that Kyrie said she thought the guy was cute when she was younger – and you both agreed on never telling Kyrie he knew this “secret”. Or else, the girl would burst into ashamed flames.

When he was least expecting though, Nero heard the clock announce it was 10 p.m.

“Shit!” Yes, he was late. Blame it on the demons who always decided to toy with humans on Halloween, he did his best to arrive on time – but he was just one person.

Vergil hadn’t thought him how to doppelganger his demon yet, so Nero couldn’t actually be in two places at the same time.

“I need to get ‘im to teach me that trick, as soon as possible…” He muttered to himself as he ran down the corridor to the main room, starting to hear some music and children screaming in the middle of all the fun. “Oh, c’mon! I’m not that late! So much for demon speed…!”

Holding his top hat in place, Nero ran as fast as his legs allowed him. Barging in the room, the kids didn’t even notice his presence: all eyes were glued on three witches in a masterfully improvised stage – built by Nico herself.

“Hello, Red Grave! My name is Winnifred, what’s yours?” As soon as Kyrie’s voice sang, the children started screaming in response, excited for their own Halloween show.

Nero smiled broadly, crossing his arms and admiring the scene that unfolded right before his eyes. It was Hocus Pocus night, so, naturally, the Sanderson Sisters had to be present. Kyrie was gorgeous in Winnie’s green velvet clothes, her hair in curls tied in a messy updo – so different from her day-to-day look – and make-up in strong colors she normally didn’t wear. Nico, on the other hand, made Nero laugh: her wild hair was tamed in an updo almost as wild as Mary’s, and he never really thought he’d see her wearing a corset and red skirts from centuries past. You were designated to take Sarah’s place, in a pink palette Nero didn’t expect to ever see you showing off – but he’d have to say it suited you.

Actually, it was really difficult to have something that didn’t look good in the three of you. Nero would always choose Kyrie as the most beautiful being in any situation, but he’d always say you and Nico weren’t far behind – he would do otherwise only if he wanted to annoy you.

“I put a spell on you, and now you’re gone!” Kyrie’s voice was enough to fill a whole stadium – the best kind of spell, honestly. Nero was gone on the first moment he laid eyes on her. “My whammy fell on you, and it was strong!”

“It was strong, it was strong, it was strong!” You and Nico danced together in the background, singing as best as you could as Kyrie’s back singers. Nero couldn’t stop himself from laughing: you both decided to be as goofy as you could, just like the sisters.

“If you don’t believe, you better get superstitious… Ask my sisters!” Kyrie sang as she stopped between you and Nico.

“She is vicious!” You both pointed at Kyrie, tragically pretending you feared her, raising laughs from the children.

“Now, as we sing, you repeat after us, ok?” Kyrie asked as the song played, standing in the middle as you danced along, pretending to cast spells. “Ah say ento pi alpha mabi upendi!”

Of course, Nero joined the children, repeating as loud as he could and pulling the choir of little voices responding to the witches on the stage and letting themselves be bewitched. The three of you started smiling as soon as you saw the skeleton-Nero putting one of the smaller kids in his shoulders so they could watch it better.

“Ay! Aye! Say… Bye-bye!” Kyrie’s voice sounded as crystal clear and louder than she expected, waving goodbye as you three put yourselves in position for the final pose.

“YOU’RE AWESOME, SANDERSON SISTERS!” Nero screamed immediately as you three stood in pose, smiling to the audience of little hands who cheered, laughed, screamed and applauded.

“Thank you, lil’ mortals!” Nico bowed in excitement. “Now dance ‘til ya get tired and have to fill those tummies with sweets!”

“But not too…!”

“Hey, don’t worry. It’s just for tonight, Kyrie.” You held Kyrie’s arm covered in dark green velvet, making her smile in return. “C’mon, they’re not going to die from having a little bit too much of fun for one night.”

“Yeah, we even got different kinds of sweets, did ya see it?” Nero said as he approached, having put the kid he was carrying on the ground – they were already having fun with the other children. “We got some lactose-free, some gluten-free and some sugar-free, everyone can have fun! It was y/n idea!”

“But it was your skeleton-prince’s idea to help me bake some things for the ones with more obscure restrictions.” You considered wisely, winking at him. “Gotta say, Nero’s a disaster in the kitchen.”

“Hey! You gave me the most difficult things to do, you…!” But he stopped arguing as soon as he heard Kyrie giggling by his side.

“He does his best, as he does with everything.” Her voice was too kind for that sort of comment, making you and Nico burst out in laughs right away.

“He does his best!” Nico repeated as Nero rolled his eyes, considering the possibility of his top hat being magical. Maybe if he put Nico inside it, she’d disappear for a while. “Girl just admitted you’re a kitchen hazard, lil’ devil!”

“Ya know, I bet Dante does have a cursed top hat somewhere on that damned shop…!” Nero had a smile in his lips, but his eyes weren’t having so much fun. Kyrie, on the other hand, couldn’t stop herself from thinking he was adorable.

And you were considering it was a very good probability Dante had a cursed top hat at Devil May Cry. The devil hunter had everything under that roof – it was scary, even.

“Thank you for considering the children, both of you. And thank you Nico for putting all this up.” Kyrie had the kindest of smiles in her red lips – so out of character for such a vicious witch like Winnie Sanderson. “Also… You look great, Nero. I’m glad the make-up didn’t smear while fighting!”

You and Nero exchanged a quick knowing look, as if he thanked you for suggesting that costume.

“Well, couldn’t let all your work get lost, could I?” He smirked back at Kyrie, wearing the smile he knew made her legs weak and her cheeks blush in pink. “Spare some time to dance with your skeleton guy for one night, Mrs. Sanderson?”

“Well, well, look at him, all lost in love as the lovey-dovey boy he is.” Nico laughed, resting her hands on her hips as Kyrie said yes and both of them hit the dance floor. “Forgets all the work the rest of us had!”

“As always.” You shrugged, knowing Nero didn’t forget – he was just prone to raise Kyrie in a pedestal as a goddess every time he was around her. “So, care to dance with your sister or will I have to bring the kids here to drag you to the dance floor, dear sis’?”

“Oh, no, I’m more than ok to go dance without being forced by lil’ demons, girl! Let’s go!” As Nico said so, she grabbed your wrist and soon you were by Nero and Kyrie, dancing together as if it was one of the last nights you would do that.

Nero wasn’t that used to it, though. Kyrie soon opened a little circle for all of you to dance together, but he was more used to dancing with one person – her, to be specific. That didn’t bother him: Nero just needed time to adjust to the fact that now he had other people around, people he considered a family.

And that meant dancing with his sisters from time to time.

Dancing with the children was easy – Nero was a natural with children, even though he always said he wasn’t. As they wanted to dance with the Sanderson Sisters in their circle, Nero was more than comfortable on dancing with them. You took turns dancing in the middle of the circle with the kids – having them step on your feet to move around better, carrying them through the songs, doing some choreography from videoclips you learnt together… All of you were having fun and even Nico was able to form a little group of children with choreographed moves.

Until suddenly, Nero and you were pushed in the middle of the circle.

“Oh, you and me now?” He asked as soon as he realized who his partner was at the moment. “You’re done for, y/n! C‘mere!”

You didn’t even see what happened – one moment, you were standing in front of him, in the other, you were being spun around the room in all his speed, fingers grasping his arms as tightly as you could while you laughed loudly, hearing Nero’s laugh in your ear. He put you on the floor right after, starting a funny little dance you two had choreographed years ago for no reason at all. Kyrie and Nico laughed hysterically, thinking you had already forgotten that. But you and Nero moved together, clapped together, twisted together. Until he held both of your hands and, leaning all his weight backwards, started spinning as fast as he could.

“C’mon, Nero! We’re gonna DIE!” You screamed above the music, but he couldn’t care less.

“We’ve survived worse! Don’t you let go!” He yelled back, under a few laughs, feeling Kyrie starting to worry you’d both fly around if you tried to stop and crash into a food table.

“How are we goin’ to stop, genius?!” And your question was precisely everyone’s question.

“I’ll hold ya, c’mon! Are ya scared now? With me?!”

As Nero asked, you closed your eyes, throwing your head backwards and allowing yourself to laugh. Of course. It was Nero. What were you scared of? He was right, you had been through worse – and both of you deserved to have some fun sometimes. That was a sort of fun, childish even, but fun. Something you and him didn’t have much as kids. But now you were adults, and nothing was stopping you from enjoying life a little.

Well… Almost nothing.

“Hey, you both will throw up soon enough! Away from here and from the food table!” Nico made her voice be heard above the music and she was right: you were feeling more than your head spinning.

“Time to stop, Nero! Please!” You finally said and that’s when you saw a bashful smile on his lips. “Tell me you know how to stop us!”

Nero would have to do his best.

“Still seein’ all the stars spinnin’ around…?” Nero’s voice was positively dragged by your side.

“Yeah…” And your voice wasn’t better.

The disaster was avoided by having you both crashing down in the apple punch table. Luckily, Nero managed to hold you and the beverage spilled only a little, having you both laughing as if you were drunk, barely able to stand on your own two feet. You heard everyone laughing alongside, but soon Kyrie and Nico were trying to stop all the children to do the same spinning around as you both did. Since you were too far gone to be helpful, Kyrie suggested you recover on the orphanage’s garden.

That’s how you and Nero ended up lying on the grass, side by side, admiring how the moon and the stars spun and spun and spun as you tried to remain anchored on the ground.

“It was great though… It’s been a long time I didn’t do this.” You pointed out, making him smile a little.

“Yeah… Me too. Thanks for bein’ around.”

“You don’t have to thank for that. You’re never getting rid of me now.” You scoffed. “Soon, you’ll be yelling for me to leave!”

“Shovin’ you in Nico’s van and sendin’ ya both off to work!” He responded in a laugh, causing you to chuckle as well. “Nah, I ain’t doin’ that. You’re stuck with me too. We’re family now.”

“And family doesn’t leave each other.” You agreed with your head, finding Nero’s hand in the grass. You moved uncertainly to hold his fingers, feeling him doing the same. Soon, you were holding each other’s hands, as the siblings you were.

“Yeah… That’s why we have to put up with Dante and my ol’ man’s antics.” As soon as Nero complained, you couldn’t hold back a hearty laugh. He smiled just from hearing you laughing so freely.

“C’mon, you complain about it, but you love them! Don’t lie to me!” You said between laughs, getting back just a scoff and a laugh from Nero.

But you were right… It was good to have a family. And he would take care of each and every single one of you, whether you wanted it or not.

“Hey, you both crazy-heads alive?!” Nico appeared through the garden door, laughing as soon as you and Nero raised your free hands in a thumbs-up. “There’s a guy sayin’ some demons are attackin’ the party by the city center, you two up to work tonight?”

You and Nero took your eyes off the stars to stare at each other. You could read in your expressions, those news weren’t really an inconvenience: it wasn’t as if you didn’t like what you did for a living. Nero was the first one to sit up as you sighed on the grass.

“Need to ask, Nico? Of course!” He answered in a spark of excitement, while pulling you from the floor by your arm. To annoy him, of course, you slouched, as if you were made of jelly. “C’mon, don’t go lazy on me now!”

“Aaaaahn… We really gotta go that fast…?” You complained, making Nero almost carry you from the floor to put you in your feet. You started laughing alongside him as soon as he noticed you were doing on purpose.

“Yes, get up, you fat ass!” Nero insisted, looking at Nico as he did his best to put jelly-you in your feet. “Tell ‘im we’ll be there as soon as possible!”

“Okey-dokey! Good luck with miss jell-o there!” Nico giggled as she left.

“Will I have to carry you there, miss jell-o?” Nero looked annoyed, but the smile in his lips denounced it was just a kind of sibling annoyance – one that could be easily read as fun.

“Nah, I’m fine…” You briefly laughed back, taking a deep breath. “Let’s get to work?”

Soon, you and Nero were side by side, skeleton jazz singer and Sarah Sanderson, using your guns and swords to slay demons by the dozens. You fought better together than apart – and you made sure no one would get Nero’s top hat from him. You guarded it with all your might, making him laugh every time you went all out on a demon because of it.

Nero couldn’t have asked for something better. He would guard you with his life if he needed, but he wouldn’t let any of those demons hurt you.

You all were weird – he had to admit that. But albeit broken, each of you were his family.

And honestly, Nero wouldn’t have it any other way.

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