#Dmc dante x reader platonic

[icycoldninja]

Hello! Can I request father!Dante and father!Vergil (separately ) being proud of their daughters for being someone successful in life. Like the daughters are both CEO’s of some company? or like famous for being an singer/artist totally up to you!

( my daddy issues acting up 😿)

Aww, I'm so sorry to hear that. Hopefully this will help. 💜

Father!Dante + Father!Vergil x Successful!Daughter!Reader headcannons

¤ Dante ¤

-When you told Dante about your new promotion, he was so proud of you.

-He was laughing and joking to everyone he knew, as well as boasting about how amazing his daughter was and how proud he was of her.

-Of course, Dante hopped on his motorcycle shortly after telling everyone the good news and zoomed over to your location, surprising you in your new office with a big hug and lots of kisses.

-He actually starts tearing up out of happiness as he tells you how proud he is that his little baby girl has grown up to be such a badass.

-Of course, he's always proud of you, no matter what you do or don't do, so don't think he's excited just because you accomplished something. To Dante, you're always awesome.

-Visits you whenever he gets time, occasionally bringing gifts too.

■ Vergil ■

-Vergil is not an emotional man by any stretch of the imagination, but when he heard his baby became the big boss of a multimillion dollar company, he shed a tear of joy.

-He immediately portals over to you using the Yamato, just in time for the celebration party. He watches from the sidelines for a while as your boss hands over authority to you, then surprises you with a big hug once everyone clears out.

-He tells you in hushed tones that he's very proud of you and is happy for you, then promises to crush any and all who oppose your reign.

-Then you have to explain that you're not empress of an empire and that you're just a boss, but you're grateful all the same.

-Vergil spent the remainder of the day with you, and the entirety of the next day, and the next, and the next, until your coworkers were convinced you'd hired him as your assistant.

-All in all, Vergil is so very proud of his darling little girl, and always will be.

[issacballsac]

“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🫡

[phonkscribes]

"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.

[ariseur]

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 💋

[matchbet-allofthetime]

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."

[palebloodcvrse]

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.

[that-gay-guy-from-hell]

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

[devilmayfamily]

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.

---

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.

[iggy-dearest]

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Y/n: If I locked Dante out of the building for being an idiot would you have my back for that?

Vergil: I would literally die for you but go on.

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[writingcore]

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.



[icycoldninja]

Hey Icy Ninja, how are you, love your head canons and angst story from Devil May Cry... I have a request, feel free to not do it.

I wanted to ask for Dante and fem! Reader daughter, she is Dante's world, he taught her everything fighting demons, royal guard, how to navigate herself in the world, he is her biggest supporter. His daughter is nineteen and got into one of the prestigious colleges studying the history of Demon and Humans (ofc, Sparda will be in legends and as debated once feudal lord of Fortuna).

The angst I want is Dante's reaction to night, the reader coming back home in tears when she was supposed to be miles away in her dorm. Only to find out some jerk played with his precious daughter's heart, just to use her for her body. Ofc, Dante knows this guy, his daughter always told him everything. I want maddening and angry Dante serving.

ABSOLUTELY! BRING ON THE ANGST!

His baby girl (Dante x Daughter!Reader angst)

Dante was so, so proud of his little baby girl. Her whole life, he'd trained her and protected her, and taught her the ways of both demons and humans. He'd cared for her since she was a tiny, little bean-shaped bundle of cuteness, and now that she was all grown up, he couldn't help but feel his heart ache with both pride and a profound sadness that she was leaving home for college.

To be honest, it wasn't all bad because his daughter would be studying Demon and Human history, which meant she'd get a chance to learn all about her dearly departed granddad, whom Dante was sure would have been overjoyed to meet her. Yes, it was sad seeing his baby girl go away, but she was, in a sense, getting to grow closer to her grandfather in a way Dante never got the chance to.

It wasn't like you were cutting all contact with him either, you always called or texted whenever you had time, telling him all about the debates you got into over Sparda's legacy and how you were at the top of your class since you'd gotten a head start so early in life. Dante's chest burned with pride every time he heard from you; each accomplishment you related to him making him all the more impatient for the holidays to come so you could come home and see him again.

He never expected you to suddenly come home in the middle of your semester, red eyed and sobbing as you knocked frantically on the door. Dante didn't waste any time in throwing the door open and pulling you into his arms.

"Hey honey, what's wrong?" He asked, rubbing your back as you cried into his shoulder.

"Daddy...my boyfriend dumped me." You managed to croak out, hanging onto your father's neck with all your strength.

"Your boyfriend?" Dante repeated, trying to recall his name. "G/N? Seriously? That bastard hurt you?"

You were crying so much, you were pretty much incapable of speech, the most you could manage was a feeble nod before you burst into even more tears.

"What'd he do?" Dante asked, scooping you into his arms and cradling you as if you were a toddler again.

"He...he lied to me. He said he loved me but he was just using me for my body...." You couldn't continue anymore, the sadness and pure betrayal in your heart overwhelmed you, and you broke down even further, crying in your papa's arms.

"It's ok, sweetie," Dante assured you, carrying you to the living room and setting you down on the couch, wrapping a blanket around your shoulders soon afterward. "You wait right here and pick a movie or something, OK? Daddy'll be right back and then we can have a movie night, just the two of us."

"Where are you going?" You sniffled, tugging the blankets around your shoulders as you watched the man locate his pistols, Ebony and Ivory, before shoving them into the holsters on his waist.

"Gonna go find that rat bastard who tricked you and make him pay," He replied, disappearing out the door before you could reply.

Dante was gone for the next 3 hours, but when he returned, he came bearing gifts. He had three plastic bags full of your favorite treats and snacks, and had apparently gotten a pizza on his way home.

"I took care of that loser for ya, don'tcha worry," He'd said, chuckling as he sat pulled his still-smoking pistols from their holstersand sat down. You knew you should have felt bad since your dad most likely just committed homicide, but hey, the asshole deserved it.

"Did you pick a movie yet?" Dante asked, pulling a bag of pre-made popcorn and some candy out of the sacks of snacks he'd brought home.

"Nope, can't think of anything," You answered, voice still shaky from all the crying you were doing earlier.

"Alright, I'll pick then," Dante chuckled, tossing a bag of Skittles into your lap. "I'm thinking comedy, yeah?"

"Yeah," You agreed, nestling into your father's shoulder, feeling for a fleeting moment like an innocent little girl again watching princess movies with her daddy.

[issacballsac]

Teenage Dante would be the best and worst wingman simultaneously.

“Yeah I make six figures now.”

“Oh but you couldn’t give me twenty bucks for some pizza?”

“Oh yes I love to read the classics and philosophy is just my cup of tea.”

“Aren’t you illiterate?”

Despite this in times of need he can seriously hype you up. Be it for yourself or others.

“See now they’re totally into you, that’ll be 30.67, but, you’re my friend so I’ll take the tax out, 29.45.”

“Just say you’re broke.”

[phonkscribes]

The Quiet Walk from The Library, and the Squabble that Followed.

In which little Vergil and the Reader walk home from the library, both with troubles brewing as the plot thickens. Dante appears too, much to Vergil's chagrin. Here comes the sequel, thank you anon and my dearest friend Greed for requesting for part two!

Enjoy.

What the two of you read weren’t too far apart from what he liked, and admittedly it felt good to find common ground with someone for once. There wasn’t ever a need to compete or to strive to prove himself or anything of that sort when it came to meeting you in the library. He could fall into a comfortable silence, reading Blake as he liked, but a part of him couldn’t help but to look for it. Vergil was anticipating for you to say something, be it an inquiry or something other, perhaps you recognized the title in his hands. What he couldn’t have anticipated is how he had become increasingly observant of you, stealing glances from the corners of his eyes to see you were ignoring him. 

Of course you were, you were reading, and he was reading too— but while watching you read from when he would finish his stanza, he noted just how peaceful you looked. Your lashes would curtain your eyes, and one hand would support the stray locks of hair that seemed to frame your face perfectly, like text wrapping around a space in a page. He liked the way your brows would furrow slightly in thought as you read, and you, so engrossed in what you were reading and wouldn’t notice until you finally stopped to check the time. Mother was preparing supper and you didn’t want to be late for it, lest you get another earful from your father. When your gaze flicked up from the worn pages, Vergil would still, but he wasn’t afraid that he was caught. 

His sky blue eyes would remain affixed to your own, not wanting to look away. It was you who were perplexed, figuring that there must be something on your face or maybe he just wanted your attention, but far be it beyond a stupid little boy to tell you what it was. 

“… I have to go”, you’d tell him, and like a cat he’d just keep his stare. It’s unnerving, but, something you’ve steadily accepted as your norm now that you’ve made this place a home away from home. The both of you did, drawn to the high shelves in search of sanctuary. 

But you’d be leaving… not just for the day, but taken elsewhere. You had to move to a coastal city far beyond Redgrave, and you still hadn’t told him yet. You’ve been meaning to, but every time you do it makes you wistful. As silly as it was, to care so much about a boy you had only but recently met. And still, he had become someone you’d start to look forward to seeing on your daily departures to this dusty place. Vergil would lie if he said he wouldn’t miss you, or if he cared, he didn’t know that he could with such emphasis. 

“Will you be back tomorrow?”, he’d ask, finally glancing down at his own pages, glowering almost as if he too had missed something sitting on the tip of his tongue. There was something he wanted to tell you, to ask, but he wasn’t sure if he should. Or if you’d agree to what he had in mind. 

“Maybe”, you always teased. You’d always say that, and then you’d always return. It was one of the few constants he could rely upon, that you’d be there to greet him with that half smile of yours that made him churn. For all that he read, he was sure he would’ve identified it by now with his extensive reading. Whenever father returned from his trip, he would be sure to ask him. He always seemed to know just what to do.

Before he knew it though, you were rising, beginning to walk away. Just as you always did when you told him you had to go, stealing away to your home. Vergil rose just as quickly, if not faster, meeting your side instead of stealing your spot to absorb the warmth of your seat. You gave him a look as he closed his book, holding it just under his arm. What was he expecting from you now, as he bore into you with those pretty eyes. Was he going to—

“I want to walk with you. Let me come with”, he had spoken bluntly. 

Simple, and spoken without any princely prose as you’d hope to have heard fall from his lips. You were expecting something more… akin to your stories, something rightfully him even if plucked from your fantasies of grandeur with knights and villains alike. Fantasies remain in the imaginations of those that don’t wake from their dreams, and here you’ve been given the breath of reality. Another step taken, another pace earned. You manage to pinch your lips shut for just a moment, biting back the smile that wishes to stretch in earnest across your face. In spite of your best efforts it wins. 

You cannot bother to school your expression, because it makes you happiest to spend time with him. You’ve begun to understand this after getting over the little scuffle that brought you two together, as much as you tried to deny this too. 

“I suppose I could let you… don’t fall behind then”, and as you try to say it with some form of indifference, you’re unable to tear your eyes away from the way he seems to brighten at your acceptance. 

As if fearing rejection. 

You bid your farewells to the old librarian, trying to ignore the way he chuckles softly as the two of you stroll out the large double doors. The sun has begun to set, and the sky is a warm golden hue. The light is crepuscular as it shines through the clouds, passing through their opaque forms with the likeness of an oil painting. A gust of wind blows through your hair as you brave the road ahead, with little prince Vergil behind you. You turn around to see him just staring again, and he too is in agreement that the sight before him is beautiful too. 

“This way”, you gesture, and the two of you walk down the cobbled path. You can hear him jog after you, never lingering as the two of you cross through an alleyway. You’re a little taller than he is, your legs making longer strides as he increases his pace just to catch up. Looking over your shoulder, you can see him struggling some… and you can’t help but to pause. It’d be a pain if he were to get lost or unable to keep up, and you’d feel bad if he were caught out here by himself. 

“What..?”, he says as you regard him. Vergil tries to stand up taller, tilting his head up to look at you. It crosses his mind that he might be slowing you down, but he doesn’t mean to, he doesn't want to be. Your hand reaches out for his, and he lets you take it, holding onto this little piece of him as you resume your walk. 

“I forget how short you actually are”, you reply nonchalantly, still holding onto that smile from before, “So I’ll hold your hand… Just so you don’t get lost or anything, okay?”

”You don’t need to do that, I wouldn’t get lost”, he huffs, but he isn’t pulling away from you. 

Your hand is soft, not marred by callouses like his are from sword fighting with his brother, Dante. His thumb brushes over yours as he feels the back of your hand with the pad of his finger. And there it goes again, that weird feeling in his gut, something that begets happiness. The two of you continue your stroll back to your home, just a ways away on the opposite side of town. It was on the opposite side of his own home, he noted, but you two lived a ways away from everyone else it’d seem. 

Vergil’s hand is cold in yours as you lead him, carefully taking the streets and roads that are the least busy. Even outside of the library, he noted how careful you were, hiding even when you didn’t need to be. Your meekness was something he could not yet understand. With the other people passing along, you made sure to keep out of their way if there were any there. When there would be people that dared to walk too close to the two of you, Vergil would issue them a very sharp glare, threatening to growl as they steered themselves clear. Though as small as he was, he had no trouble playing the role of guard dog for you. 

If only ever for you. He didn’t need to defend other people as often as he felt the need to defend himself, and even then… 

“Sorry that I took you so far, you probably don’t even live anywhere near here, huh?”, you’d asked, ���It’s getting dark and I don’t want you to go back out there alone”

Vergil, who had not even been paying attention to the approaching destination, had only blinked at you then. It has? But the sky was golden, there was still so much time, so he had thought. He didn’t want to have to go just yet. That much was apparent by the way his brow furrowed and his lips curled into a tiny frown. You’d regard him again, not wanting him to go back home either, what if something happened to him? Your heart ached at the thought alone, and you were about to tell him to wait a moment before you saw someone else draw near. 

“Vergil! There you are! What the heck are you doing all the way out here..? Who’s that?”, spoke the little boy, who could’ve been his clone truly.

He had the same silver hair, sitting on a mop on his head instead of being slicked back. For a first time, you’d see your library partner startle, eyes widening as he whipped around with a scowl already adorning his face. It didn’t take very long for you to register this kid as his twin, but Vergil made no mention of him to you. 

“Dante! What are you doing here?! Did you follow me?”, he hissed.

”Mom told me to go get you for dinner, but instead of going back you went away from the library! You’re gonna be in so much trouble~”, he teased his brother. 

“Um…”, you stood there awkwardly, unsure of what to say or what to do. You had to go in, but at least there was someone here to walk Vergil home. That way he’d be safe, knowing his brother was looking out for him too. 

“I’ll see you tomorrow..!”, he called over his shoulder as his brother began to drag him away. You watched, holding your hands together as you watched him get smaller and smaller on the horizon. You’d definitely poke at him about that tomorrow when you’d see him. 

. . . . . ╰──╮

He couldn’t help but to give his brother a good shove when he was a way’s away from your home, and he would’ve been in slightly better spirits if his brother hadn’t been there to ruin the discovery as he tended to ruin many things for him. It’s so hard to believe that this is his brother, his twin brother, the ‘other half of his soul’ or something like that. Father put it that way, and so he had come to accept it as truth, but this was truly galling. Dante wouldn’t stop with his teasing and his poking and prodding and it drove him up the wall. His favorite secret had been revealed, and just as when he had anything bestowed upon him, his brother would have to come and have his share of it too. 

Sharing was caring, so he’d been told, but can’t he have something to himself? Something that wouldn’t be taken away just because Dante had wanted it too? He felt his hackles rise as his brother shoved him back, undeterred as he always was. 

“What do you two even do at the library anyway? Seems too dark and dreary to have any real fun, like when we sword fight!”, he piped up, moving back to his side. 

“Well you wouldn’t get it anyway”, he huffed, folding his arms, “just leave it be, okay?”, he groaned as he rolled his eyes at his doddering brother. So annoying. 

But for all his jesting and jokes, Dante could see that Vergil was happy, and if his brother was happy then so would he be. He was only saddened of course, by the fact that he wouldn’t be able to play with him as much as he used to now that he would always be at the library. He’d just have to go there too then, to catch the two of them there together so that they could all hangout. That way, he wouldn’t be alone at the manor by his lonesome. Dante jogged up to meet his brother as he had taken to walking ahead again, following the path you had shown him, his hand still warmed from where you had been holding it. 

Eventually when they did return, Dante was right when their mother had begun telling him off for being so late to come home, worried that something had happened to him. As if there would be anything that could harm a son of Sparda, it’s not like he was some helpless little kid. He was the heir to the legendary dark knight, and one day he’d hope to don the shining armor that he’d seen his father wear. Perhaps he’d start training right after dinner though, he couldn’t help but to wince at his mother’s shrill voice as she lectured him about being safe and cautious. Just as any mother would be for her child. It’s not like Vergil could know, of the enemies his father has made or of the lengths they’d be willing to go through in order to hurt him. 

The three of them sat altogether, eating the stew that their mom had made, Dante scarfing his food down as per usual while Vergil took his time. He looked off to the side, to the courtyard through the kitchen window where he could see their training dummies in the dark. As his belly grew full with supper, thoughts of swordplay dwindled as he pictured tomorrow and how he’d get to spend it with his friend in the quiet part of the library. He’d see you, and he’d get to spend his days reading, hoping that his brother wouldn’t follow him and ruin it for him. He’d show you just how fun he could be, more so than his brother– but why did that even matter to him now? He couldn’t bare the thought of you finding him more fun than he was. 

In his bed, he turned on his side, staring at the ceiling as Dante laid in the bed opposite to him. His brother hadn’t fallen asleep just yet either, even when he was the first to fall after dinner. Vergil furrowed his brow as he glanced over to him on the bed, sensing his stare through the dark, his in-twin-tion having gone off. 

“What is it, Dante?”, he asked, none too pleased to be stared at without a word. Funny how that is. 

“Tomorrow, can I come with you to the library too?”, he asked. 

“Absolutely not”, Vergil shot back, “That’s my special place, and I won’t have you there to make a mess of things”

“I won’t make a mess..!”, he whined. 

“You will” “I won’t!” “You will”

“But I wanna hangout with you too, and your friend..! We never hangout anymore! It’s like you like hanging out over there more than you like hanging out with me…”, and… he would’ve argued back that he was being a pain, but hearing the hurt in his voice gave him pause. 

“... that’s not… true. I like hanging out with you too”, as much as he would voice his protests, he couldn’t deny the excitement of being so thoroughly tried by his brother. But, he could always play with him, he could do that whenever he wanted. But he didn’t know that you were running out of time. 

You both were. 

[ariseur]

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

how dante is with a daughter ꨄ︎

dante x reader | headcanons | fluff | fem!reader

[polarisbibliotheque]

Polaris Bibliothéque Masterlist

Last Updated: March, 03, 2022

Hey, demons and humans, we have a Masterlist AT LAST! Here you can find all works I have already posted - if you can’t find something you swear you read, shoot me a DM and we’ll find it together.

Also, I don’t take requests, but feel free to suggest me some themes if you’d like to see here. I can’t promise I will do them, but it might go to my “list of ideas to write” ^^

Sorry for taking so long to update and put it in a place you can find it easily

Devil May Cry

Devil May Cry Normal Scenarios

Dante & Vergil taking care of their sick s/o

Dante & Vergil with their s/o falling asleep on their lap

Dante & Vergil with their s/o choking on bobba milk tea

Dante & Vergil falling asleep on their s/o lap

Dante & Vergil with an s/o suffering from being hit on without their consent

Dante & Vergil finally having a relaxing bathtub time with their s/o

Nero training Kyrie

Vergil training his s/o

Dante training his s/o

Dante & Vergil shamelessly flirting with their s/o (feat. Nero + Kyrie)

Dante & Vergil with an s/o who’s emotionally tired and needing support

Dante & Vergil with an s/o who internalizes their feelings like hell when they are going though rough times

Devil May Cry - Random Scenarios

The Truth is a Shard of Ice (Vergil x Reader)

Pairing: Vergil x Reader

Summary: Vergil doesn’t know if his demonic heritage allows him to actually feel love. You are scared of how much of yourself love would make you sacrifice - and if you’d be ready for it. Needless to say, you were quite a pair, talking it out on a rainy afternoon. The truth? A shard of ice.

A Sky-Blue Kind of Rain (Dante x Reader)

Pairing: Dante X Reader

Summary: Devils may cry more frequently than humans think.

What Do You Want For Christmas? | DMC Crew, Reader and X-mas Stuff

Pairings: None. Just good old found family time (one could argue there’s something platonic between Dante and Reader or Vergil and Reader. I’ll leave it to your interpretation)

Summary: Kyrie suggested a Christmas celebration with the crew and now Nero is bound to make it happen - he just didn’t think it would be that difficult to make everyone choose a few gifts.

The Fairy And The Demon, a Tale By Nero - Nero x Kyrie

Pairing: Nero x Kyrie

Summary: Kyrie is running errands and Nico is going crazy while in charge of the kids at the orphanage. When Nero arrives, she puts this task on his shoulders - and all he can think of is to entertain the children with a made up tale of fairies and demons. It turns out the so called “tale” is not that made up after all.

A Rose By Any Other Name - Vergil x Reader

Pairing: Vergil x Reader

Summary: Under a shimmering moonlight on a secret garden, Vergil thinks if he could ever start again had he not his own name - a name that inspired such loathing. And under the moonlight, his s/o takes the time to remember him how adored he is while using the poetic words of Shakespeare.

Devil May Dance: Golden Dreams Were Shiny Days - Dante x Reader

Pairing: Dante x Reader

Summary: Dante thinks about his life with brand new company at the DMC, but the jukebox plays songs that are too good to be ignored

Devil May Halloween - Halloween Scenarios

Halloween Scenario - V Version (the one where you go full Phantom of the Opéra)

Pairing: V x Reader (+ Vergil x Reader. In this household, Vergil is V and he’s able to separate sometimes - there will be a fic with Vergil’s s/o meeting V for the first time)

Summary: Kyrie decided to take the kids from the Orphanage on a field trip to the Opéra during Halloween - with your and Nero’s help - but now, they don’t want to leave: they expect to meet the infamous Phantom of the Opéra. While you wait, though, another figure emerges from the darkness - someone you really weren’t expecting.

Halloween Scenario - Vergil Version (the one where he dresses full Dracula on a masquerade night at the Opéra)

Pairing: Vergil x Reader

Summary: Vergil wasn’t the easiest of people to convince to have fun - but a masquerade ball at the city’s Opéra during Halloween might change that. Even if demons decide to pay a visit.

Halloween Scenario - Dante Version (the one with two parts where Dante, his s/o and Patty get yeeted to another dimension by a demonic top hat. Don’t ask, just go with it)

Dante - Part 1

Dante - Part 2

Pairing: Dante x Reader

Summary: Patty never really had a full Halloween experience - so you decided to go trick or treating with her, costumes and all. What you didn’t plan, though, was that she’d find a funny top hat among Dante’s devil arms - and be swallowed by it right in front of you. It was up to you and Dante to bring her back now.

Halloween Scenario - Nero Version (the one where you, Nico and Kyrie dress up as the Sanderson Sisters and you dance the night away with Nero)

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.

Devil May Cry Incorrect Quotes

Vergil, the butter barbarian

Nero and y/n, bffs and partners in crime

How to summon Nero

Dante, Lady, Nero and the “you can’t eat a full cheeseburger in 4 bites” bet

DMC Crew and their least favourite animals (feat. Vergil going full Shakespeare on his s/o)

Devil May Cry Random Headcanons

Trish’s Eyes

Sparda Family and Foreign Languages

DMC OC Week

Day 1: Introduction

Summary: “After 10 years, Dante goes back to the city of Remény, a place where he left much more than dead demons and thankful humans. He’d finally meet her again.”

Day 2: Their connection to the cast/ship

Follow up of Day 1

Day 3: Past

Follow up of Day 1 and Day 2

Day 4: Likes/Dislikes

Day 5: Weapon | Abilities | Job | Hobbies

Day 6: Family/Background

Day 7: Free (Devil May Dance first iteration, pairing is Dante x OC)

Resident Evil

Resident Evil Random Headcanons

Carlos Oliveira’s Brazilian Mixtape: Resposta, by Skank

Original Stories (OCs and books I've been writing)

Platonic love between siblings/friends excerpts