#Vergil is a blueberry

[dmc-questions-anon]

trick or treat (i am two days late)

Dante and Vergil are forever trapped in the strawberries vs. blueberries war. They get so petty and way too serious about it.

[dxfiedfxte]

It's late as I type this But I Just wanted to stop in and say don't worry Minato is coming back, his muse is still there I've just been dealing with some DMC brainrot lately and have been on my Vergil blog. But Minato will be back I have no work tomorrow, so I'll pop back on sometime tomorrow.

[belovedbythevoid]

  ❝ i wonder if my f/os have a problem with me vaping . . . just every so often, i guess. i think some of them wouldn't like it, so they'd probably ask me to do it away from them, and i would obviously respect them, but i don't think the others would mind all that much. same with occasionally drinking, though i don't drink; i think if i did, they wouldn't mind so long as i was careful about it . . . ❞

[much-obliged-timothy]

"Who did this to you? Where are they?" with Nero protecting Vergil, pretty please? Your dadgil stuff is so good!

(No proofreading we die like men)

“Nero!”

Kyrie’s squeal had him grinning. He flicked more water at the back of her neck and she spun around and threw a handful of blueberries at his face. One bounced off the tip of his nose, causing them both to laugh.

“You either help me with this pie, or you go bother someone else,” Kyrie said, grabbing the towel and wiping the water off her neck.

Nero knelt down to gather the scattered blueberries. “Yea, yea, I’ll take it seriously. But only if I get to have a slice.”

He stood and held his cupped hands out to her. She put her own hands over them, leaned forward, and kissed his nose where the blueberry had hit him.

“You can be my taste-tester,” she assured before taking the blueberries from him. 

She passed him pie crust and a tin, instructing him to prepare the base for her. He got busy with the task, enjoying how mundane it all was. No demons trying to kill him, just him and Kyrie baking together while the kids played over at a friend’s house for the day. Things were rarely so quiet and peaceful for them.

So, of course, there was a sudden, alarming thump on the door that led to the garage.

They both jumped and looked at each other. Nero put a hand on Kyrie’s shoulder before heading for the door.

“Nero-” she started.

“Stay here,” he said. “I left the garage door up to air it out. Might just be an animal or something.”

Kyrie looked worried, but stayed where she was. Nero grabbed his sword as he approached the door, tightening his hold on it as he reached for the handle. Animal, his ass. It was never that simple. 

He yanked the door open, sword pulled back to strike. It took him a long moment to follow the bloodstain from the door down to the crumpled heap on the ground. It took him an even longer moment to realize the crumpled heap had white hair, a blue coat, and the Yamato clutched weakly in one bloodstained hand.

“Vergil.” He dropped beside his father, grabbing lightly at his arm as his eyes scanned the garage for any sign of danger.

“Wasn’t followed.” Vergil’s voice was weak, strained. 

Nero rolled him carefully onto his back, and Vergil’s breath changed from a harsh wheeze to a strained gurgle. Nero rolled him back onto his side, grimacing at the deep gashes in Vergil’s chest and stomach. Blood soaked his clothing and caked his hair to his forehead. 

“Who did this to you? Where are they?” Nero demanded, his grip on his sword so tight that his knuckles were white with the force of it. 

Vergil didn’t answer, his eyes closed. Nero was about to snap at him before realizing that Vergil was trying to get his breathing under control.

“Vergil,” Nero said, barely clinging to his patience. “Talk to me.”

“Demon,” Vergil managed. “Outside the…city…” He coughed hard, blood splattering from his mouth and staining his lips and chin. He wiped it away impatiently with a trembling arm. 

Nero had never seen Vergil so injured before. Even after their fight, Vergil had been cut up, bruised, and winded, but still ready for another round. 

The sight of him so defeated lit a rage deep in Nero’s chest. Maybe Vergil was a lousy bastard, but he was family. He was Dante’s brother.

He was Nero’s father.

Nero realized he’d pulled Vergil into his arms. Vergil was barely clinging to consciousness, likely the only reason he wasn’t complaining; Nero doubted if he’d even noticed.

“Kyrie will help you,” Nero assured. 

“Don’t,” Vergil wheezed. “Dangerous.”

“It’ll be a walk in the park for me, old man,” Nero said, though he didn’t actually feel like joking. He doubted anything could beat him once the anger inside him fueled his attacks. “Stay here and rest, Vergil. Not that you have much choice.”

“Nero,” Vergil said, grabbing weakly at Nero’s arm. “Dangerous. Don’t…be…foolish.”

“Like father, like son.” Nero looked over his shoulder. “Kyrie, we need the med kit. Vergil’s hurt bad.”

Kyrie was there in a moment. She looked at Vergil in horror before composing her features and crouching beside Nero.

“Look after him,” Nero said seriously.

“Don’t let him…go,” Vergil practically growled, grabbing for Nero again.

Nero pried his hand off. Like hell was he going to sit around while the demon that did this to Vergil was still out there. 

“I’ll be fine,” he promised both of them, settling his sword on his back. “I’ll be back before you know it.”

“Nero!” Vergil said angrily.

Nero was already walking away, though. His whole body vibrated with fury the longer he looked at Vergil. 

He would not let anyone or anything hurt his family and get away with it.

[palebloodcvrse]

If Dante is the Strawberry

And Vergil is the Blueberry

Is Nero the Blackberry?

And what does that make V

[sakura-nyah]

I haven't fully thought yet what I'll be doing with my F/O. Maybe even F/Os? Maybe I'll split the day between two of them or just spend the full day with one?

I guess I can actually say I know I'll be re-devouring all the media they're in. Maybe I'll come up with a little scenario or even- okay- okay hear me out- I could take a walk to places around town I know they would like or make a food I know they would like or even go to a store aND BUY A CANDY THEY WOUKD LIKE-- BLUEBERRY I AM VIBRATING WITH IDEAS RN

I'd love to hear what yu will be doing (if yu will be doing anything!) with yur F/O(s) tho :DD!!

We dont talk about how this took me 100 hours to respond to hdkekrvdjwj. My mind started RACING when I thought of ideas.

Question : are you guys planning to celebrate Valentine's Day with your f/os? If yes, what will you do?

(don't feel pressured to answer, I'm just curious :))

[sonicasura]

DMC/ Pokémon

Well let's answer some of the DMC Crews questions

If Nico needs ideas for new Devil Arm designs than letting her browse through Pokedex entries and showing her footage Pokémon footage will definitely give her a creative wellspring.

Vergil wanting too know about Culture, History, etc. well then were do we start. Trainer could tell them about the Sinnoh region and it's various ruins and cultural festivels, Galar's history of the Darkest Day and the heroes of that disaster ( Trainer will wait too tell them about there adventure involving Zacian, Zamazenta, and Eternatus) the Split Decision Ruins and the Crown Tundra, The Alola region's Island Guardians and Totem Pokémon, the Alter Of The Sunne and Moone, and The Island Challenge and each Islands Kahuna choosen by the Totem Pokémon. Along with some many other regions history, agriculture, and culture

Trainer will let Vergil decide what he wants too hear about more in-depth first

Nero and Dante's question about foods and entertainment well both are in for a spectacular treat as Alola, Galar, and Paldea have fantastic foods. Alola's famous Malasadas, Galar's various Curries, and Paldea fantastic food selection of every food and drink you can think of. Sushi's, Noodles, Seafood, Ramen, Consommé, and an array of Sandwhichs. For sweets there are various Kantonian and Kalosian Crepes, Ice Creams, Kitakami Candy fruits like Apples, Pinap Berries, and Rawst Berries.

And Blueberry Academies special foods like there Pizza and Shake, and as soon as Trainer showed Dante pictures of the food it was all over, he made it a point too try and convince Trainer too take him too eat that food.

The entertainment comes in the form of many things, Pokémon battles and contests, tournaments, festivals, concerts, Rhyhorn Racing, Mantine Surfing, Pokémon Golfing In Alola, Sharpedo Riding, and Fishing In Alola

For Trish and Lady's question about Fashion and useful supplies

Well there are various clothing brands which all use sturdy material like Wooloo Wool, Leavanny Silk, Snom Thread, and Frigibax Scales too make super sturdy clothing that is also comfortable. Then there are the array of restorative items, Revival Herbs, Heal Powders, Various Berries, and White and Mental Herbs. Then there are the Battle Items like the Loaded Dice, Punching Glove, Clear Amulet, Expert Belt, and the various items that boost stats when hit by a certain type.

There is something for everyone

You are pretty on point with everything. I can imagine Nico asking more info on Pokemon materials when Trainer talks about clothing as she might be able to incorporate it into her craft. Also imagine Dante's face once it becomes apparent the youth can cook. The office kitchen is finally getting some much needed use.

Vergil and Trainer would trade books on different stuff as both are respectively curious. Nero is definitely interested in Sharpedo Racing because riding a torpedo shark looks very cool. Trish and Lady love to try out different outfits as Trainer's artistic Pokemon like Leavanny would be happy to share their craft.

[stardustgalaxy]

Oh no, the desire and inspiration to write stupid various DMC headcanons are taking over my soul… must…. Not… give in… blegh~!

I MUST ERUPT~!!!

💜Vergil faintly smells like blackberries, it’s subtle and beneath all those layers of ice and cold, screw that old school blueberry smell

💜We already know it’s a common H/C that Dante smells like strawberries… but he also faintly smells like a spilled bottle of cinnamon~ It’s an unusual combo but it also works…

💜Nero faintly smells like those flavors of blue raspberry, like you know the taste but he fucking SMELLS like it! (It gets worse post DMC5 awakening)

💜Lady does not like the texture of lace, idk why but she seems like the kind of person who loves the look but the texture against her skin makes her feel icky! Must be too used to the feel of leather…

💜if by some happen chance you manage to get a hug from Trish, it is to be noted that the feeling you get when there’s sparks in the air is a guarantee thing~ like during a thunderstorm, that tingly feeling!

💜Vergil, when stressed beyond normal, will listen to heavy scream-o metal while sipping on some tea and reading a book. No one is none the wiser since he’s wearing headphones~

💜Nico still has her sketchbook from when she was a really little kid, like she’s embarrassed as fuck if someone found it clearly hidden underneath some papers behind the counter, but when she’s feeling down she just looks at it and feels better~

💜Nico also has a collection of charm bracelets she made from spare parts used to make Nero’s Devil Breakers, wears them when no one is around mind you but Kyrie definitely has one~

💜Speaking of Kyrie, she is one of the rare few people out there that knows Nero has a full body pillow with a pillow cover of a body pillow… you know the one~ yes, that one~

💜Vergil very much so still has V tendencies, no matter how much he tries to… mmm, suppress those urges~ He has painted his nails black or a very dark blue color several times and i will NOT be convinced otherwise!!!!

💜Back to the super stress, Dante will play the guitar and I don’t mean like shredding away to relieve the tension! He will sit in the office in the blissful quiet and just play soft tunes to himself or whoever gets lucky enough to catch him, and on the acoustic guitar no less! Just… don’t ask him questions while he’s doing this, he is trying to find his inner happy

[tianhai03]

I mean.? Those are the things I associate with Dante. Strawberries, cream (is this an innuendo or is it cause of the ice cream no one shall know), salt cause well tears and sweat, and iron cause blood.

Plus blueberries cause Vergil is for some reason associated with them and spicy cause Nero is just an angry guy sometimes

yeah it does make sense i just. thought people would give less serious and thought out answers lmao

[lilithwow]

DMC reboot series idea.

My fav thing to do creatively is to do redesigns and reboots of my fave series, and one of them I was working on for a while was my Devil May Cry one. My basic idea is a Sonic Adventure-ish story where the four protags: Dante, Lady, Vergil, and Trish, have their own plots that intermingle together at points and at the end. Dante's story is him doing a bodyguard job for Patty Lowell like the first ep of the anime, but stretched. Lady's is a Kill Bill esque revenge against her mobster cult leader father. Vergil is doing his classic "getting dad's shit so I can beat up Mundus" schtick, and Trish is doing a Maria SH2 and finding out what she is. One other thing is each of the four protags have food associations: Dante - Strawberries Vergil - Blueberries Lady - White chocolate Trish - Sour lemon candy

[dxfiedfxte]

He outstretches a long yawn, one that echoes throughout his home as he leaves the bedroom, looking a little tired, but feeling completely invigorated. He didn't know how long exactly he slept for, but it was definitely worth it, as he felt more rested than usual.

[{ 🦋 }] - "Maaaaan what a good sleep! I slept like the dead!." Rubbing his grey eyes, he takes his phone off the charger, unlocking it, his eyes widen a bit as he looks at the date on his phone:

Thursday January 18th 2024

It takes him a few minutes, but after he finally processes what exactly happened, it's not hard to tell what exactly had happened, and he couldn't even believe it, but after restarting his phone, he found that it indeed was the correct date. Putting the phone on his computer desk, he scratches the back of his head.

[{ 🦋 }] - "Wait! No way! Did I seriously sleep all the way past new year? Just how tired was I?" Confusion sets in, but it doesn't last very long, as it soon turns into a smile.

[{ 🦋 }} - "Phew, boy am I glad I booked the first three weeks of January off. Best sleep ever! Buuut I should probably make a post on twitter, before I become the next death hoax."

[demon-blood-youths]

"Hmmmm..." Ink is interested in this conversation regarding the dessert.

Ink listens to how Mrs. Pott's husband made the yogurt. Ink had Greek yogurt before. It does taste a little sour but this taste sweet! So how? What is the secret? She sees the hostess look over to Vergil as if he knows.

The secret to the dessert?

A sweetener.

A sweetener???

Ink listens attentively as she takes another spoonful. His guess is that the chef uses honey or puree. Now thinking about it, the yogurt taste like the honey or puree that Vergil talked about. She remembers when Hellmare and Ophelia added honey to their teas to substitute for sugar. Fosh with his coffee if there's no sugar and — Oh! Jaron uses honey to make cornbread and pies, seasons it on ham and beef and uses honey as a recipe for barbecue. It actually made sense. Jaron might say the same thing as Vergil just had if it does taste honey.

But not blueberry puree...

Ink isn't sure if Jaron can guess that. Though that is another thing that makes sense. Blueberries can be in yogurts and they pair very well as they are sweet.

Ink didn't notice. Wait..didn't he order blueberry tea?? It seems Vergil knows what he is saying because she looks over to Mrs. Pott and sees her face. Vergil hit a bullseyes.

When Ink gets back home, she will tell Jaron about this no doubt. The young home chef told her that he finds Vergil's cooking technique very interesting and tries to recreate it as a way to practice and improve. He finds someone, he can learn from! If only he and Ink knew that Vergil has a competitive streak. If they did, they will welcome it! Jaron loves a challenge.

"Vergil, you should be a food judge on a cooking show, you know." That was a compliment. The way he spoke sounded like a professional chef who knows his food and knows how to describe it. He should be on a show, Iron Chef!

"Also Mrs. Pott, this yogurt tastes closer to ice cream and I really like it." Most of the time whenever Ink wants to eat something close to ice cream, it's either yogurt or a milkshake with lots of milk. She can't eat ice cream because of her throat since ice cream is very cold for her. This dessert is a perfect dessert for her!

When Mrs. Pott left them again, leaving them two to talk once more. after Ink told Vergil about the fractions. It seems like Vergil is getting it. She goes to answer his questions.

" Yes, but we don't take control of any turfs in NYC since my friends live all over the borough. But we live in a place called Wyckoff we named it ourselves. The island had an old name but I can't remember it and doesn't sound cool. An island that is near almost all of the boroughs...I think." Said Ink, "There's barely any fractions in Brooklyn but nothing major like the other fractions. But we usually hang out there and Kali tells us to check on it once in a while if something comes up." Said Ink.

"Also I don't know any fraction in Staten Island. I heard from Kali that they keep to themselves so me and my fraction haven't met them yet." She told him. There is an unwritten path when it comes to making a fraction. It's the purpose behind it.

There are five paths; Save, Rule, Change, Conquer, or Destroy.

The Lupins kick out the criminal gangs as they are tired of the drugs that plague their homes and gang-related crimes that dragged innocent people into the crossfire so they got rid of the gangs out for the sake of their neighborhood, changing it for the best.

Knights of Darkness want to save their neighborhood so they do nightly patrols to make sure to protect people during the night.

The Upstander Campaign take care of their neighborhood in Queens so they want to rule over it to make sure to look after the people they care about and make sure to help anyone out living there.

Elite Demon Anthem looks over the neighborhoods on their turf and makes sure things are peaceful and must eliminate the things that threaten the peace by conquering other criminal activities.

With these fractions, the demons are born and raised there, knowing the people and things there and wanting to protect them. What they cared about are what bridges humans and demons together when it comes to family, common interests, and struggles. The paths can change or overlap depending on the situation. In a way, the fractions do create their vigilante circle. They don't rely on the authorities or the government. They ignore the city government's orders since they felt that they shouldn't follow a government that failed to use its power properly.

Why should they listen to a governing body that is weak and undermined led by talking puppets?

This is the same case for Demon Blood Tears. the fraction does whenever that makes them happy and free. The paths can be chosen for their best interest. But the main thing they wanted is...is to be free and happy.

"But besides that, we also know fractions out of state." Should she mention him? No...Vergil has to know in case he goes there.

"Just two! There's Ethan Gaol in Philly, Pennsylvania with his Active Seeker Tribe, he's smart like you, Vergil, and very serious!" Ink smiles.

Then it comes down to the last one.

"There's one in New Jersey." Ink takes a brief pause at that. "Uhhhh...Matt and The Lovely Horrors." She leaves it at that.

" Those are the fractions I know!" Ink grins. "Four here in NYC well...actually six if you included us and that fraction-we-havent-met-yet or-know-about in Staten Island and two out of state." Ink said as she counted her fingers in the air. Eight fractions that Ink knows about so far.

"So yeah!

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒅 upon the Vanguard's bright gratitude, mayhaps she was reminded of a daughter that was no longer in her care.

“According to my husband, the secret is in the lessening of the sourness of the yogurt. Of course, he wouldn't share how exactly he did so, the man is as secretive as a clamp when it comes to his recipes.” Her gaze moved to Vergil at the last part, of which the cambion responded with a subtle arch of snowy brow as he poured himself another cup.

“ It's the sweetener, ”  Vergil informed Ink in a low tone and fey seriousness, head dipped slightly forward as though imparting a grave secret. “ If I must hazard a conjecture, it is very likely a natural substance between honey or puree. ”  His gaze flitted momentarily toward his own tea. “ The odds lean more toward blueberry puree, taking into account the ingredients incorporated in the overall menu. ”

At that very moment, the name of the youth's resident chef, Jaron, flashed in his mind. Totally not in a competitive context. 𝘊𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘥𝘶𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘺 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘶? 𝘛𝘳𝘺 𝘮𝘦!

Mrs. Potts pursed her lips, indicating enough hint for the son of Sparda that his culinary conjecture was exactly on point.  “You didn't hear anything from me. I don't want Maurice to neglect his duties in the kitchen in favor of debating with a customer. Again.” Her last word elicit yet another arch of his brow, this time accompanied by a twitch upon his lips to hint a shadow of a smirk, bespeaking the fact that such a scene had happened before in one of his previous visits.

“ Entendu quoi, madame ? ”  The cambion asked in her native tongue, his accent an impeccable finesse laced with jest.

Mrs. Potts shook her head fondly then addressed Ink again. “My husband would like to know he is most flattered by your appreciation for his cooking. Let me know again when you have finished, dearies.”

Vergil nodded his assent and Mrs. Potts left the duo to their privacy again.

Now, returning to the matter concerning other fractions.

"Okay, so here's what I know about fractions. There are four in each part of the city. I think I need a map.... Or napkin."

His left eye raised in amusement toward Ink's creative endeavor of turning a napkin into a mapkin, but he remained silent out of respect and curiosity to wait until Ink finished.

"Okay, so you know the boroughs of New York City, right? There are five: The Bronx, Brooklyn, Manhattan, Queens, and Staten Island."

The firstborn tilted his chin lightly to the side as he took a sip of his tea, affirming that Ink had his undivided attention. He vaguely recalled the name of those human-crowded boroughs from his travel decades ago, granted he had never set foot in any.

Knights of Darkness, Joshua Star. Lupins, Fin Reer and Amhed Ammit. Elite Demon Anthem, Kali Vin-Shia. And finally, Guam The Great Upstander Campaign.

He mentally took note of the name of each fraction and their respective leaders, with deliberation that his path might cross with any of theirs in a similar manner it had crossed Shdwkyz's and Ink's in the past.

Reflecting upon the details Ink had imparted above, he couldn't but envision these fractions as a manner of vigilante circle, considering the choice of term Ink used to refer to them as and the outlawed activities they are involved in. They also came across as comprising non-human individuals, as evidenced by the Lupins and the fact they could hold their ground against the members of Ink's fraction who were teen-turned demons. Some sort of unspoken yet abiding respect seemed to be held between them that the battles Ink recounted resembled more of a rivalry than actual antagonism.

Which brought new elements of curiosity thereafter, whether these fractions fought for the sake of their own "turfs" as Ink put it, or for everyone indiscriminately -humans and non-humans- in their vicinity. The latter seemed far-fetched given humanity's general aversion and apprehension against anything inhuman, yet Ink's account stood that this Guam, of whom she is seemingly most fond of, with his campaign of a fraction has managed to secure the presidency of his city nonetheless.

𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘺 𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭.

“ I surmise that the Demon Blood Tears, ” he pronounced each word making up the name of Ink's fraction in a firm, steady cadence, “ –is too a fraction of adjacent jurisdiction with the rest you have enumerated? ” Either Brooklyn or Staten Island, mayhaps? For those were the two boroughs whose domineering vigilante fraction was yet to be mentioned.

The cambion took another sip, recalling Ink's brief albeit conspicuous moment of out of character earlier and couldn't let go an inkling something was still left out pertaining to these fractions.

[vergilsangel]

Christmas with the Sparda Twins.

[somnivagrious]

Thank you for the notes on my dumb dmc fanart. Here is more dumb dmc art this time of Vergil as a blue plum and Dante as a mango

[rubyredgem]

Ladies your both pretty and this time I'll get two cakes for each of you. Strawberry for dante, blueberry for vergil. You cut your own cakes and only yours

Favorite kind of sushi? Also can I plan a birthday for you and Dante?

Tuna Nigiri.

If you wish to plan a party with us in the same building be prepared for me and my brother to turn it into rubble. We can get possessive over the cake. And Dante always loses.

Isn't that right Dante. @pizzalover8969

[dxfiedfxte]

[{ 🦋 }] - "Maaaan. I've been so busy. I think this is the busiest start to the new season of my show I've had in a long time. It feels great, but kinda tiring. I think I'd better book Valentine's Day off too, especially the day after."

Minato looks over at a brand new shelf he just ordered, he finished building it up earlier and now it is ready for use. It was very tall just barely stopping before his ceiling and had at least over sixty shelves and several little side compartments, the thing was expensive and had taken him about seven hours to put together piece by piece.

[{ 🦋 }] - "With this new master snack shelf, I'm gonna be able to buy SO MUCH discounted Valentine's Day chocolate... among others, a few extra snacks anyway."

He wore the biggest grin as he began to picture this shelf stacked full of his favorite snacks and candies of all kinds from around the world during his travels for work, and the little compartments be perfect for the more smaller sized snacks, he'd be able to put so much on here he was practically drooling at what he was imagining. A few seconds after, he finally snaps out of his trance, quickly wiping his mouth.

[{ 🦋 }] - "I'll be like Willy Wonka, except instead of making candy and chocolate, I EAT it." He adds with a smile, he felt like a little kid in a candy store.