#Vitale Sparda

[ariseur]

Can I request dmc guys jealousy headcanons, if thats something youd be interested in writing? 👀

dmc guys jealousy hc’s 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

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intended lowercase, kinda spoilers for dmc5 in nero’s hcs (?), mentions of possessiveness and obv jealousy, lmk if i missed anything!! 💕

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. ˚◞♡ ⃗ *ೃ༄ 𝓓ANTE — 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

❥ for DANTE, i feel like he trusts you deeply and wouldn’t get jealous as easily as maybe, say— vergil?

❥ he’s pretty confident in your relationship but on the off chance he does get jealous, he’ll let it play out for awhile as he watches from afar.

❥ he’ll play it off as a joke, but if the person starts getting a little too touchy, he’ll ‘casually’ slide in with an arm around your waist and a kiss on your jaw, looking into the person’s eyes while you giggle at the sudden affection.

❥ dante would lowkey try to one-up them on the down low. oh, they buy you a drink? dante’s buying you ten. they compliment your hair? dante’s in your ear telling you how gorgeous you look today.

❥ and it’s not like he feels like he needs to give you false compliments just to one-up the other person, he just finds it amusing the way their jaw clenches when they see dante muttering in your ear while his eyes lock on them, a shit eating grin glued to his face because he knows what he’s doing.

❥ if you leave for whatever reason, dante might ‘accidentally’ make the person uncomfortable if they don’t get the hint already just by his tone. he’ll make passive aggressive comments if they’ve been getting too touchy, maybe nudge them a little too hard in the ribs or grip their shoulder a bit too tight at a ‘really funny joke’.

❥ dante does trust you though, it’s only when the person starts to get physical is when it becomes more of a problem. his energy speaks volumes, so you can tell if he has underlying intentions just from his smile.

❥ he’ll try to act friendly, albeit still a little petty, even if you know them personally. an arm slung across your shoulder or your waist along with scattered kisses across your face and shoulder is his main go-to. dante’s main goal is either for them to get the hint or for your mind to be occupied on him only.

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. ˚◞♡ ⃗ *ೃ༄ 𝓥ERGIL — 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

❥ now VERGIL.. vergil is much more intimidating with his reactions. once he spots someone chatting it up with you and getting a little too close, he’s there in an instant.

❥ the only difference between him and dante’s reaction is that fact that vergil silently brews, eyes burning holes through the person as he watches quietly. he’ll take a seat next to you as his eyes never leave them, even once you greet him when he sits with you— just his piercing gaze staring them down.

❥ he swears that he doesn’t get jealous, that’s he’s better than whatever assumption you’re implying, oh my my! how dare you assume such things about this son of sparda?

❥ but alas, vergil gets hella jealous.

❥ it’s not that he doesn’t trust you, he’s just very possessive over you. and it’s not like he’ll keep you locked away for him and him only, either. it’s simply a matter that involves his own ego and i don’t know if it’s some demon thing, but he just craves your scent. that, or his scent on you. just something that tells people that you’re his and he’s yours.

❥ if the person doesn’t take the hint after the abundance in glares that vergil throws at them, he’ll start making remarks. nothing too serious, just initiating some sort of confrontation if he sees that you’re uncomfortable. if you don’t seem annoyed or bothered by it, vergil will second-guess it and leave you to your own devices, trusting that you’ll handle it at some point.

❥ i doubt anybody would try vergil, so i wouldn’t even consider that a possibility. he’s a devil hunter that’s over six feet tall with a fit body and yamato sheathed in his back pocket, nobody in their right mind would fuck with him.

❥ vergil obviously knows to be logical, though. he doesn’t let his emotions get the better of him during this time and hopes that you’ll know how to handle it yourself. although, he definitely wouldn’t mind scaring the person off a little more.

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. ˚◞♡ ⃗ *ೃ༄ 𝓝ERO — 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

❥ i honestly doubt that this man can keep his mouth shut. NERO just struggles with not making a stupid smartass remark every second.

❥ nero definitely has some insecurities that he buries, often only coming out in shorts bursts of when he can’t take it anymore. these jabs and quips that he makes are his form of concealing the fact that he’s insecure about himself and his abilities, especially if this is during or post-to-finding-out-who-his-father-is.

❥ i wouldn’t say he’s aggressive, but his mouth would def get him into big trouble. if he saw that you looked uncomfortable with the person or they started getting too touchy with you, he literally teleports next to you and greets you with a chaste cheek kiss. if you seemed okay with it, though, he’d try his best to brush it off but still glance at you every once in awhile (and by that i mean literally every minute) just to check on you.

❥ if he does decide to sit with you and just listen in on the conversation, he’ll basically just be hovering over you awkwardly. there are two ways this’ll go, either nero’s going to act all nonchalant like he doesn’t care even though he has a keen eye on whoever’s flirting with you (like father like son)— or he’s going to be really clingy with you.

❥ not really physically clingy, but more so clingy in the way where he’ll follow you around like a dog with heart eyes the whole time. even after you’ve stopped talking to the person.

❥ (he’s just like that, guys.)

❥ i think he gets a tiny bit butthurt afterwards though. i mean, he’s been called dead weight and basically has been looked down upon by both his father and his uncle, essentially being seen almost as a pest during the duration of dmc5.

❥ help this boy please, he def needs it

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. ˚◞♡ ⃗ *ೃ༄ 𝓥 — 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

❥ im sorry but i cannot see V as a jealous person

❥ i think v is a very calm natured guy, and i think he has a lot of faith in you. he trusts that you’ll be able to make the right choice in the end, and he knows that you wouldn’t just up and cheat on him or leave him out of the blue. he knows you know better and so he leaves you be.

❥ though.. it doesn’t hurt to watch from afar, does it?

❥ v is also an observer, he watches the interactions between you two as he studies both of your body languages. it’s not like he thinks you’ll do anything, it’s just his nature.

❥ griffon would definitely tease him about looking at you so much, squawking out nonsense as he calls v whipped for you.

❥ if he sees that you’re uncomfortable or you want to get out of the conversation— it can go a few different ways.

❥ one of the scenarios, for instance, would consist of him closing his book as he gets up and he walks over to the two of you. he’d greet you sweetly, side-eyeing the person in front of you as he kisses your hand. maybe he’d take a seat next to you just to let the person know that he’s watching. and if that didn’t work, griffon would certainly scare them off just by his yapping.

“shit, a bow tie? really? was your torso too wide for a tie or what?”

❥ overall, v isn’t a jealous person in general. however, he does love you enough to help you when you’re in need of a knight in shining armor. even if that knight is a gothic poet with an annoying bird and a panther at his side.

[bitterlycursedstars]

Imagine dating Vergil and him stabbing himself with the Yamato, summoning V to de-escalate the situation when you two argue because he has no idea how to deal with human emotions.

[ransprang]

Can I please request DMC boys V and physical touch hcs with gn!reader? SFW and/or NSFW is fine. Thank you! 💖 🍰

Heyyy I wrote some for the rest of the boys here!!

N/SFW and SFW Headcanons for V:

V is a gentle and mysterious soul, and his touch reflects that nature.

He often brushes his fingers through your hair, his touch feather-light and calming, soothing any worries or anxieties you may have.

V enjoys holding your hand, his grip delicate yet comforting, as if he draws strength from your presence.

When you're sitting together, he occasionally rests his head on your shoulder, seeking solace and a connection to the world.

V appreciates the power of touch in healing, so he's always ready to give you a warm and comforting hug when you need it most.

He often leaves lingering touches on your skin, tracing patterns with his fingertips, a silent expression of his affection.

V is gentle and passionate, his touch a mixture of tenderness and longing.

His hands roam your body with purpose, exploring every inch as if discovering a treasure.

V takes his time with caresses, his fingers tracing slow, sensual patterns on your skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.

He's a master of sensual massages, using his fingers and palms to create a symphony of pleasure, his touch leaving you in a state of bliss.

V's kisses are slow and languid, his lips savoring every moment, igniting a fire deep within you.

Afterward, he holds you close, his touch gentle and protective, his whispered words of affection filling the air.

Your Stick,

Admin Sav

[yamatos-song]

Crappy edits I made for my Polish DMC modern AU. I need Nero's cosplay to recreate this.

[valentines-wolf]

Dadgil with Nero this, Dadgil with Nero that. Why stop with Nero? Why not have him emotionally adopt Nico? Why not have him have a fucked up relationship with reborn V where V is his emotional guide but Vergil treats him like a son anyways?

My Dadgil is that tiktok sound "Okay I'll get just one, its not that expensive. Well obviously I have to get him a friend. But what if they get tired of eachother, I'll get a third. Okay might as well get the full set."

[put-me-out-of-my-destiny]

I am from Gaza, Palestine, the events of extermination and brutal killing are going on our children. I hope that your humanity stands next to me and support my children and help them with something that you can do if it is participation or donation

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Its one flashbang after another

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OOOAAAUUGHHHHHH i love V devil may cry

[m00nz-writes]

Blackened Angel - Part 2

Summary: After realizing that Rory and Erica are in danger, Alyssa goes to her Uncle V and asks him to help her, and he gives her something more valuable than a gun. After she manages to save a couple of her new friends, Alyssa gets into some trouble and is punished for her reckless actions. The next day, JJ convinces her to go to a screening of Dusk, and the two of them get involved in a much more serious matter.

Warnings: Near death experiences, swearing, violence

Alyssa practically kicked in the door to the house as she walked in and looked around in a fit of rage.

"Vitale!" she yelled, scanning the living room and study before hearing the familiar metal on wood. She turned around to face the tattooed summoner who was standing behind her, looking very irritated and tired.

"Do you have any idea what time it is?" he asked irritably, but she waved her hand in a dismissive manner. She walked over to him and showed him the photo on her cell phone, and he scowled. "It's a photo of a girl all on her own. This concerns me…why?"

"She's at a vampire party." she said bluntly, which actually got his attention.

"I see you've also awakened your powers." he commented with a glance at her hair, but she growled in frustration.

"Not the point! I have to go over there and help her and my friend Rory get out of here. I can't do it on my own." she said before he sighed and nodded as he led her back into the study.

"Very well." he put his cane down on the desk before grabbing his spell book. "You may be in need of a loyal companion to assist you in this… a spell I haven't used in years…" he admitted as her expression softened.

"What do you mean? All of your familiars died at the hands of my father." she said firmly, but he held up a hand. As he used his magic to clean her, she moved closer to him and took off her jacket. She scowled as a smirk came to his face and he gently grabbed her arm before he quietly recited something. Alyssa watched as ink slowly began to form on her skin and she felt something extremely powerful cling to her. As V pulled his hand away, her eyes widened as she watched the ink move up her arm, stopping at her chest.

"You are now bound to the Shadow," he said with a smile as she stared at him. "This one is sworn to your protection alone, bound by your soul and blood. If anything happens to it, you'll suffer the consequences. So be very careful." he explained before Alyssa raised her arm and summoned the jaguar, which materialized out of what seemed to be sand and landed on the ground with a loud roar.

"Holy…" she started, but V glared at her before she could curse. "I was gonna say cow."

"Of course you were." he rolled his eyes at her before he shook his head and grabbed his cane. "Get the Deluded Rune. You'll need more power than you currently have… you're still in 'awakening', so you're not strong enough to use any powers yet."

"Right." she muttered, frowning. "Do you know where dad went?"

"He's on a mission a few towns over." he called as he left the study. "And stop kicking my door open."

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"Why are you stealin' your daddy's bike again?" Nico asked, throwing the keys to Alyssa as she got on the bike and started it up.

"I'm not 'stealing' it, Nico. I'm borrowing it." she explained as she rolled her eyes. "My new stupid friends have gotten themselves into a hell of a mess."

"You called them your friends!" Nico exclaimed triumphantly. "Lady owes me 10 bucks."

"You did not bet on my private life…" Lyss muttered, glaring at the gunsmith. "You know what? Whatever. I just have to get to a party, save a friend, and hopefully kill some damn vampires." she shrugged her shoulders before Nico nodded in agreement.

"Never thought you'd end up killin' vampires." she smiled as Alyssa shrugged and pulled out of the garage.

She kept her eyes on the road and grimaced a little as she felt her powers begin to show themselves. As she drove towards where she thought the house was, she managed to keep them at bay. Rory said that it was a big mansion, and she could only think of a handful of them up there in the hills. She had a pretty good idea where it was because they overlooked the office. She checked her watch and swore under her breath when she realized that it was almost midnight, she sped up to get there in time.

Lyss got off the bike and made her way to the gates, growling angrily before kicking the metal several times, forcing it open. She drew her sword and started towards the house. She paused at the front door, realizing it was locked as midnight approached. Shooting the doorknob, she kicked in, summoning The Shadow as the vampires stared at her in shock. Rage began to bubble up inside her as she realized that Erica and Rory were already on the floor.

"Daughter of Dante." Jesse said as he stared at the girl with what almost seemed to be a look of astonishment.

"Drink it up, baby. Because this is the last fucking face you'll ever see." she snapped, shooting several vampires as they shrieked and began to disintegrate. As the boys panicked and moved away from her, Shadow roared and attacked a few others, tearing them to pieces.

"Wes told me you were weak." Jesse snapped in anger as Lyss turned her gun on him.

"The delivery boy? Yeah. He's dead." she snapped before pulling Sarah behind her, turning to look at the boys. "Let's go." she said before more of the vampires tried to stop them. Shadow growled and jumped in front of Lyss, startling them at the sight of the demon. She forced the group out of the house, calling out for Shadow as the jaguar ran after her. They ran out of the house and made a beeline for the gate.

"What happened?" Ethan asked, looking at the twisted and nearly broken gate as Shadow ran in front of them and bit another vampire, causing him to scream in pain as she used him as a chew toy.

"I got mad and kicked the gate in." Lyss admitted, running as more vampires appeared. Alyssa stabbed one in the chest and threw him aside. She yelled at the others as they backed away from her. The boys turned on their makeshift lightsabers and continued to scare the vampires away as Lyss led them to the car, head-butting one of them that got too close. She grimaced at the pain, and with a grunt she returned Shadow to the ink as she ran to her bike. "Just go!" she yelled at the others before steering in front of the group to keep the vampires at bay as they sped away.

Alyssa turned around and raced back to her home as a couple of vampires chased after her, frustrating her in the process. She turned into the woods and took a detour to throw them off her trail, jumping back onto the road as she flipped off the vampires that stopped. She drove down the road with a laugh and a smile on her face. It was a great feeling to finally let herself go and act a little bit crazy. When she saw Trish waiting for her in front of the office, she felt the happiness fade. She was afraid of her father's punishments, but he had always been a little more lenient with her, because he wanted to give her freedom, but Trish wasn't the same. Lyss stopped the motorcycle as the demon stared at her with a deep frown on her face.

"Put the bike in the garage and come inside. We need to talk." she said as Alyssa swore softly and dismounted the bike, taking the key from the ignition before rolling it over to the garage. She put it back in the exact same position that it had been in when she had borrowed it and hung the keys on the hook. She quickly made her way into the office to see that Trish was already sitting on the desk, obviously waiting for her.

"Before you start yelling at me, I have a very good reason for this." Alyssa said, which caused Trish to raise her eyebrows in response, as if to tell her to go on. "I went out with some friends and we got tangled up with a vampire. Then I found out that some of my friends were at a party where vampires were going to turn them, so I went to help them." she explained, but the blonde didn't look very impressed.

"I understand protecting your friends, but going to V for a demon attachment and stealing your dad's bike is not okay." she said calmly while Alyssa scoffed.

"In my defense," she shrugged, looking at the demon, "I only expected V to give me a weapon, not a familiar. And I didn't steal the bike. I borrowed it."

"You've got to take this seriously, Alyssa." Trish snapped as she got to her feet. "Just because you've unleashed powers doesn't mean you can't die."

"I know that!" Lyss shouted, glaring at her in anger. "It was either let my friends die or put my life on the line!"

"Don't you dare raise your voice at me." Trish hissed and walked over to Alyssa as she stood her ground and glared up at her.

"You are not my fucking mother." she said coldly and Trish was in a huff.

"Leave your weapons on the desk." she said in a calm voice and Alyssa shook her head.

"No way. Only dad can take them."

"Your father told me that I can confiscate them when he's not around. Put them on the desk and go to your room." the demon said harshly, glaring down at her. "Now." she snapped, making Alyssa jump a bit. She took her sword and gun off her person and slammed them on the desk, muttering under her breath.

"I hate you!" Lyss screamed and ran upstairs.

"I know you do." Trish yelled back and let out a sigh when Alyssa was out of sight. She rubbed her face and leaned against the desk, silently staring at the weapons as Alyssa's door slammed.

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Alyssa sighed as she took her school books out of her locker, awkwardly fixing her hair in the mirror before she closed the door behind her. She screamed as JJ came into view and slapped him on the chest as he laughed and smiled at her.

"So are you still in trouble?" he asked as she glared at him.

"Yes. And Trish isn't letting up either." she admitted, shaking her head as they made their way down the hall. "She confiscated my weapons so she and dad can talk about it when he gets back." she sighed, hugging her books and JJ frowned.

"Tough." he murmured before looking down at her. "Well, hey. At least you're not on house arrest. That means we could totally go see a film tonight."

"Why can't you take someone else with you, James?" she asked and he shrugged his shoulders. "I have to try out for the cheer squad later because Lady managed to convince the coach to give me an early tryout. I really don't want to have to worry about that stupid movie Dawn as well."

"Dusk." JJ corrected and she rolled her eyes.

"Whatever. You can just ask Jasmine."

"Jas has a date tonight." JJ corrected before Alyssa frowned.

"I thought you and Jas were going out."

"Well… we were," he smiled at Alyssa as they stopped at her class. "But we realized that maybe we're better off just being friends… so please? Come on, Lyss. I'll buy you all the candy you want. Even your very own popcorn." Alyssa let out a sigh and rolled her eyes.

"Fine. But you better get me one of all the candies or so help me." she growled before seeing Ethan approaching. Her anger melted away at the sight of him and she gave him a small smile. JJ looked between them and raised a brow and chuckled.

"See you later, girl." he said before leaving, giving Ethan a gentle pat on the shoulder. He gave a little wave before he and Alyssa made their way into the classroom.

"Are you doing all right? James told me you got into trouble…" he said softly as they sat down.

"I'm fine… not like there's anything I can do," she shrugged as she put down her books and looked at the Seer. "At the very least, it gives me a better reason to join the cheer squad."

"You're going to join the cheer squad?" Ethan asked and she nodded her head and leaned back in her seat. "I'm sure you'll get in."

"I am too, but cheer captain Stephanie seems to have a thing for me." she admitted, smiling a little at the teenager sitting next to her. He laughed a bit and looked down, too embarrassed to look at her. "So, what are you up to tonight?"

"Benny, Sarah and I are going to the premiere of Dusk." he admitted with some embarrassment.

"Small world." she murmured before the bell rang.

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As the car approached the Westdale Theater, Alyssa groaned in irritation and threw her head back. JJ laughed and looked over, rolling his eyes as she turned to stare at the theater.

"This sucks…" she murmured quietly.

"More than when you sit at home and sulk because your second mommy took away your boomstick?" he teased her before she punched him in the arm. With a laugh, he opened his door and stepped out, while Lyss did the same. She thought about making a run for it, but JJ had spent a lot of money on these tickets and she refused to let him waste it out of her own selfish pride. They were on their way into the theater after their tickets were confirmed, and they stopped short at the sight of Benny there.

"I thought Ethan was joking." Lyss admitted with a small grin as the taller teenager turned to face them, a little bit in a panic.

"No! No, no, no! This is NOT what it looks like!" he said in a desperate tone before Alyssa rolled her eyes.

"Please. Sarah's a Dusker, so she clearly brought you along. There is no shame in it." she assured him, patting his arm as he shook his head.

"You really shouldn't go in there." he sounded almost desperate as JJ looked over and chuckled.

"Please, we all know it sucks." he shrugged his shoulders and took the snacks, quietly thanking the girl who worked there. He handed Lyss her popcorn and the influx of candy before Benny gave her a gentle nudge and held something out to her, just out of sight of the blonde who was working there. Alyssa's eyes widened at the sight of it and she took it.

"What are you doing with something like that…?!" she asked quietly, but he shushed her.

"Just…trust me." he whispered before she rolled her eyes and followed JJ inside.

"What did he give you?" the redhead beside her asked.

"A sacrificial knife. V's got a few, so I don't know where geek 2 got it…" she muttered before they both paused. "This must be a damn joke."

She felt the anger bubble up inside of her as she stared at the vampires on the stage in front of the screen. JJ put a hand on her shoulder to keep her grounded as they sat down, her eyes fixed on Jesse as he seemed to notice her by nothing more than her scent. His eyes turned back to her as they stared back at each other.

"He just wants to get to you. In a public place like this, I doubt they'll do anything." J.J. whispered, but Lyss didn't feel quite so safe with that thought. She folded her arms over her chest and kept her eyes on the vampires on the stage, just waiting for them to do something stupid. She could feel Shadow's eagerness to get out of the ink. She clearly had the same sense of danger as she did, and it was only making her more anxious. She regretted having blown up at Trish and having said what she hadn't meant, because now more people were endangered than ever.

"Welcome," Erica started as everyone in the audience started to clap. "To the special screening of Dusk 3: Unbitten. When you see what's in store for you tonight, well… you'll just die." she finished and Alyssa started to shift nervously in her seat. This was bad. This was very, very bad. JJ, however, didn't have the look of worry on his face. If anything, he seemed to be almost amused.

"We should leave." Lyss whispered, wanting to get JJ out of there more than anything else.

"Come on, it's a vampire flick." JJ said quietly with a smile on his face, but she shook her head.

"JJ, Benny and Ethan obviously hate this film. What the hell are they doing here?" she said while JJ frowned a little bit. "There's got to be another reason."

"Well, Benny gave you that knife, didn't he? Why not use it if something happens?" he shrugged, but she sighed and shook her head.

"I'm calling V." she muttered and grabbed her phone. JJ tried to stop her but she got up as Erica and her vampire gang started calling numbers. As the phone rang, Alyssa's worry grew more and more with the fear that he wasn't going to answer. She didn't have anyone else to call except for Nero, and she knew that he wouldn't want to drop everything he was doing to help, since he had a family of his own now and still lived in Fortuna.

"Hello?" V said, and Lyss felt the worry melt away, a small sigh leaving her just as Ethan walked into the theater, and she grabbed his arm instinctively for some sort of comfort.

"We have a serious problem, V. Westdale Theater," she said before Jesse bit the girl and her panic came back. "Please hurry." she added quickly before hanging up.

"Wow. All they did at the screening of Dusk 2 was hand out T-shirts." a blonde Dusker said as Lyss narrowed her eyes at her.

"You know… I heard that the lead actor might be coming to the screening." she whispered, trying to get the attention of the girls.

"Dirk is going to be here? Oh, I have to see this!" she exclaimed as she and her friend hurried out of the cinema. Ethan looked at her as she nodded a little, then looked back at JJ and motioned for him to leave the theater.

"Get home safely, James." Lyss whispered as he patted her on the shoulder and quickly slipped out of the theater.

"Fire!" Ethan shouted, startling a few fans who were nearby. Jesse was in a panic, trying to save face before Lyss let go of Ethan.

"There's a fire in the screening room!" she yelled, causing a mass hysteria to erupt. "Everybody out, fire!" she added as people started to run out. As a vampire tried to grab her, Lyss pulled the knife from her pocket. She sliced him clean across the throat and stabbed another vampire while Ethan took a shot at another vampire. Lyss led a group of people out, headbutting and stabbing a vampire who tried to attack her.

"Alyssa." Vitale called out as he pushed his way past the humans and vampires as if he hadn't been affected by the mass hysteria around them. He stabbed a vampire in the chest with his cane when she got too close for comfort. He shoved her away as she burst into flames and ashes and died a presumably painful death. The summoner looked back at Alyssa and threw her the Ultimatum, which she caught with no problem.

"I'm not supposed to have this!" she hissed as she stabbed a vampire without even looking at him.

"I've had a talk with your father, and he's of the opinion that you shouldn't be punished." V said as he knocked out another creature of the night with his cane and stabbed it through the back of its throat. "With which I agree. So have fun with your freedom." Lyss smiled and shot some vampires with perfect precision, scaring more people. Lyss grabbed a girl who was under attack by a vampire and shoved the barrel of her gun into his mouth, causing his eyes to widen as she glared at him.

"Bite this." she whispered. She pulled the trigger and he was reduced to ashes. The girl clung to Alyssa's arm, sobbing helplessly. She was trembling with fear as Lyss looked down at her. She had already been bitten, it seemed, which meant that she was going to be stuck with the curse of vampirism. Alyssa put her hand on the girl's back as she clung to her waist and sobbed even harder.

"I'm so scared…" she whimpered while Alyssa nodded her head.

"I'm going to get you out of here." she assured her and led her to the exit while V helped Ethan fight off the vampires. Lyss got the girl out of the theater, and the girl crumpled to the ground. Lyss knelt down next to her as JJ honked the horn, startling the two of them. "She's been bitten." Lyss called out and the redhead practically fell out of the car to join them and check on the girl, who appeared to be the same age as them.

"Sweetie, are you okay?" JJ asked softly, kneeling beside her as she shook her head with a sniffle.

"The guy grabbed me and…" she whimpered, but Lyss put a hand on her head.

"Hey, it's okay." she assured her. "Jamison is going to take you somewhere safe, okay? Somewhere where you're not going to get hurt." she added before the girl finally looked at her.

"Thank you so much for helping me…" she mumbled and wiped her face. Lyss gave her a small smile and a pat on the shoulder.

"It's no trouble at all. It's just what I do." she said with a shrug as JJ helped the girl to her feet and helped her to the car before Alyssa headed back into the building. Lyss quickly ran into the cinema and shot some more vampires before meeting up with V and Ethan.

"This is becoming boring." V muttered, raising his free hand and casting a spell that incinerated the small group of vampires around them.

"You could have done that the whole time?!" Ethan shouted as V gave him a smirk.

"I could have. But it's not quite as much fun, is it?" he joked as Alyssa giggled and smiled at the brunette.

"You'll have to forgive Uncle V," she said softly as V walked over to Sarah. "He's a great guy, but… well, he still has a fighting spirit."

"Obviously… it felt more like he was protecting me than the other way around." Ethan admitted as they ran to Sarah and caught up with V. Benny tried to tackle the man in front of her but was taken down.

"A brave geek is still just a geek." he taunted before Alyssa leapt onto his back. He screamed with surprise as Ethan and V stepped up to Sarah, protecting her from the vampires. "Get the hell off of me!"

"What? Are you afraid of getting beat up by a girl?" She scoffed as the vampire tried to get her down. She yelped as he bit her arm, and she retaliated by biting his shoulder, making him yelp. "Doesn't feel good, does it?" she yelled, screaming as he threw her off. She stumbled over a row of seats, groaning in a dazed state. When she came to, she saw a woman standing over her with the Ultimatum pointed at her forehead. As she smiled, Lyss began to panic.

"You'd die if I shoot you with your own gun… right?" she asked as Lyss narrowed her eyes.

"If you did," she warned, slowly inching closer to the blade. "You'd have a lot more than just hunters after you."

"What? Daddy Dante's going to come and kill me?" she taunted, smiling at the hybrid below her before stomping on Lyss' wrist, causing her to cry out in pain. "Isn't he about… 78?"

"49." Lyss corrected in pain, making a grimace as the blonde dug the heel of her stiletto into her wrist.

"Not exactly in the prime of life, huh?" she chuckled as Lyss screamed louder and got the attention of both Ethan and V.

"Alyssa!" V shouted as he ran over to her. The vampire hissed and pointed the gun at him, shooting him in the abdomen before Alyssa jumped to her feet, screaming in rage as she knocked the gun out of her hands and stomped on her throat. She shot her several times, dropped the gun and ran to V as the sprinklers went off. Lyss knelt beside him, pressing a hand to his wound as he clung to her arm.

"I'm so sorry… I'm so, so sorry…" she whispered, looking back at Ethan as Sarah ran out with his jacket shielding her from the holy water. The Seer ran over to her and looked down at the summoner.

"We have to get him to the car." he said, but V shook his head.

"No time…go stop Jesse…" he put a hand over Alyssa's as her head shook.

"I nearly lost you once! I can't do it again!" she cried as she picked him up. He grunted as Ethan grabbed Benny and took off with the others. They ran out to the car as Lyss was getting V into the car, taking off her jacket and pressing the fabric against V's wound. Lyss frowned at Ethan as he got into the car. "Where's Sarah?!"

"She's not coming. We're on our own." he admitted before V held out his book of spells to Alyssa.

"There is a spell that can slow the bleeding." he said weakly as Lyss had a look at the book.

"Which one…?" she asked before he guided her through it. After she had found the spell, she recited it carefully and it seemed that some of V's pain went away as the bleeding slowed down and he was able to relax even more. The car stopped at Ethan's house and Lyss pushed open the door, looking back at V. "Just… hang on. I'm going to get you to a hospital as soon as I can." she assured him as she got out of the car. As Ethan caught up to her, Alyssa drew her gun and headed for the tree.

"I always liked that tree…" he admitted quietly as Lyss looked over at him.

"Funny how they name streets after the things they tore down to build them." Jesse shouted as he stepped out of the shadows, while Alyssa pointed the gun at him and narrowed her eyes. "This used to be an orchard. Before your idiot ancestors burned my flock alive."

"Yeah? Well… I say their only mistake was not finishing the job!" Ethan snapped back, causing the vampire to snicker.

"You made me miss my target, but that's fine," he glared at them as Lyss took the gun off the safety and placed her finger directly over the trigger, ready to fire. "I still have enough Dusker souls to resurrect a few dozen of the strongest vampires that ever lived, and you get to be their midnight snack." he finished before using his powers to lift Alyssa off the ground. She screamed and struggled as best she could before he let go and she slammed into the ground. She groaned and rolled onto her back, coughing as Ethan ran to her side and pulled out the sacrificial dagger, ready to attack when Jesse forced him to his knees. Lyss slowly pushed herself to her feet and glared at the vampire as she wiped some of the blood from her mouth.

"I…will watch you suffer…" she murmured as he chuckled and smiled at her.

"You're weak, Alyssa." he taunted before Benny ran at them, falling to the ground and landing next to Ethan. Lyss cracked her neck and grabbed her gun, pointing it at him.

"I may be weak, but at least I don't cling to my past." she sneered as she squeezed the trigger. Jesse raised his hand to push her back down and groaned in pain as the bullet hit his shoulder. She made a grimace at the pain and tried to fight it off.

"Just give it up!" Jesse yelled before Lyss screamed as she began to transform. Jesse's power began to falter as they all watched as she began to transform into something new and almost angelic, her screams growing louder and louder as she fully transformed into a different form. Large white wings adorned her back, while her hair grew longer and looked almost whiter than before. She was now taller than she'd been before. Her eyes had become pure white, and there were golden angelic sigils all over her body, giving her skin a soft glow. Lyss' eyes once again focused on Jesse as the dust settled around them. Sarah lunged at Jesse, sending the Cubile Animus flying through the air and landing in Ethan's hands as Jesse held Sarah against the tree.

"I have your friends in a box!" Ethan yelled as Jesse turned toward him.

"And I have your babysitter!" he said in retaliation as he tightened his grip around Sarah's throat. "Give me the Cubile Animus or she dies!" Alyssa narrowed her eyes at him and was about to shoot him again when Grandma Weir and Jane cast a spell that forced Jesse to let Sarah go. The fledgling ran to the group and Alyssa pulled her behind her to protect her from the seething vampire before them. Ethan opened the box and the trapped souls began attacking Jesse, who screamed in pain as Alyssa approached. Everything came to a halt and Jesse stared at her as she raised a hand and a large claymore sword materialized in her hand, her eyes remaining fixed on the man in front of her.

"I'll see you in hell." she whispered, stabbing the sword through his chest as he grabbed her arm, desperately trying to stop her. She twisted the sword and pulled it up, a blood curdling scream coming from him as the last soul dragged him below. Alyssa returned to her human form as soon as he was gone, and collapsed to the ground as the others ran to her side to check on her.

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The motorcycle roared as Alyssa pulled into the parking lot behind the school. Lyss pulled into one of the student parking spots and took the key out of the ignition and put it in her bag. Hearing a whistle behind her, Lyss turned and saw JJ, Ethan, Benny and Sarah approaching.

"Daddy's motorcycle?" JJ teased before Alyssa gave a little triumphant smile.

"Nope. He bought it with money from his last job." she admitted, raising JJ's eyebrows in surprise.

"Wow, he got enough money for bills and a new bike?"

"Right?" Lyss chuckled, patting him. She looked at the others and let out a soft sigh, the smile still on her face.

"You look happy." Sarah said with a laugh, causing the hybrid to nod her head and giggle.

"I guess you could say that I am." She admitted, looking at the group before wrapping an arm around Ethan's shoulders and pulling him along while the others followed. Ethan laughed nervously as he walked next to her, while JJ smiled and looked at Sarah and Benny.

"How long do you think it will take for those two to get together?" he asked quietly as the others laughed.

"Dude, Ethan would never be able to tell her how he feels." Benny said bluntly as he looked at the redhead. "He's way too awkward for that."

"My guess is she'll tell him." Sarah cut in, looking at the boys. JJ snorted and looked down at her, raising his eyebrows with a goofy smile.

"You've got way too much faith in her."

"We hear you." Alyssa shouted, sneering at the group. "If you're going to gossip, do it when we're not literally standing in front of you." she flipped them off as Ethan quickly lowered her hand and quietly begged her not to, only for her to raise the other hand to flip them off again. She laughed as Ethan grabbed her by both of her wrists and pulled her into the school.

[ariseur]

'Ello luv, it's been a while since I saw someone writing for DMC ugh, miss when dmc(5) was trending... What a good time!

I don't know if your requests are open or not, but catch up with me!! Our pretty girls and boys with a vampire!reader! Or or— A WITCH! BOTH

Like, you choose if it's a bunch of headcanons, blurbs, a full one shot with a character or not, I just really want to see it!

Well, obviously if you can do it honey, if you can't it's fine <3

dmc crew dating a vampire 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

devil may cry x reader

┊ ˚➶ notes ｡˚ 🎼

this was actually my first request on this blog!! i don’t know why i put it off for so long bc it’s literally so cool?? i ended up just doing a vampire instead of witch/vampire witch so i hope you guys enjoy considering my phone crashed trying to copy n paste this from my notes to tumblr 💋

┊ ˚➶ warnings ｡˚ 🎼

blood (but in the vampire way ykyk), fangs and mentions of sharp teeth, intended lowercase, kinda spoilers for dmc5 in v’s,

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. ˚◞♡ ⃗ *ೃ༄ 𝓓ANTE — 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

❥ you are literally so hot in DANTE’s eyes, you could honestly do no wrong.

❥ i think you guys already know what i’m gonna say..

❥ if you feed on blood or need it for some sort of sustenance, dante will gladly volunteer. he thinks it’s the hottest thing ever.

❥ although, i’m not sure if vampires much like demon blood..

❥ eh, oh well. dante will still think it’s attractive, especially if you have fangs or some sort of sharper canines.

❥ only downside to being a vampire and dating dante is that you’ll occasionally hear a super bad transylvanian accent. like.. really bad.

❥ but!! if you’re also a demon hunter like him— and you have some cool freaky powers like draining blood or energy from empusas or really just any ability that’s useful, it’s heart eyes all around from him.

❥ you could be covered in blood or feasting on something and then you’ll spot dante in the corner wielding devil sword dante after defeating like seventy fuckin other demons and he’s just.. mesmerized.

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. ˚◞♡ ⃗ *ೃ༄ 𝓥ERGIL — 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

❥ VERGIL’s much more curious about your species. do you have any weaknesses? are the fictionalized versions of your kind portrayed accurately? what are you exactly?

❥ luckily he’s a lot more quiet about his curiosity compared to, maybe— nico. his staring is intimidating, though. when he sits with you or near you, he’ll usually just study you. maybe it looks like he’s judging but he’s really just analyzing your appearance. especially if you have any distinctive features.

❥ if you have that dark ruddy aesthetic, he’ll likely admire from afar even if red isn’t exactly his favorite color.

❥ if you really needed it, he’d let you feed off of him although it’s definitely not his first choice. he’s not really a fan of being bitten, especially if you need to bite his neck or something like that.

❥ probably finds some esoteric artistic poem or painting with an underlying meaning of having to do with vampires and thinks of you every time he looks at it.

❥ his gothic poetic side is showing

❥ ugh i just wanna kiss his scowl so bad but i also wanna punch him.

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. ˚◞♡ ⃗ *ೃ༄ 𝓝ERO — 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

❥ nero literally thinks it’s so cool.

❥ he might be a little wary once he first meets you? like are you gonna tackle him rn and sacrifice him with your own lil blood ritual?

❥ but once he finds out you’re docile or that you pick and choose on whom you feed on, he’s like, “oh okay that’s cool”

❥ probably like dante where the only version he knows of vampires are the hollywood adaptations of them. so like.. he’s confused if you can go into sunlight? or you can eat certain foods? or if you can go near churches??

❥ he, too, thinks you’re super hot. however!! very iffy about you drinking blood or feeding in front of him. not like it grosses him out but it’s kinda.. weird to watch for him?? idk.

❥ another thing is that he doesn’t want you biting him at all. he’s like vergil where he’ll be baffled if you even ask, except he’s super hesitant to offer himself unless you’re super injured and in dire need of it.

❥ just step on him to shut him up atp

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. ˚◞♡ ⃗ *ೃ༄ 𝓥 — 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

❥ V’s goth ass won’t shut up about how divine your species is and how fascinating he finds you.

❥ curious on your feeding habits and what you essentially need to survive, tries to find any and every book that he can about vampires so he can learn about you even more.

❥ he’s like those people who romanticize the 1800s or the salem witch trials or greece or ethel cain or lana del rey while kicking their feet and posting about it. he will find a way to make the situation poetic, trust me.

❥ finds it amusing if you’re annoyed by griffon’s teasing and threaten to eat him first if you were to ever go rogue, you might even be able to get a close mouthed chuckle out of v.

❥ utterly fascinated by just your very being, even if it’s just mundane traits. especially loves to see your fangs, dunno why but they’re just aesthetically pleasing to him.

❥ considering he’s kinda like a deteriorating human that’s basically turning into a husk, i wouldn’t recommend feeding on him unless you plan to kill him—which who would wanna murder our emo bae right here? (capcom)

❥ the type of person to roll his eyes at false folklore and representation because he’s literally in love with an actual vampire?? how dare they portray you like this??

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. ˚◞♡ ⃗ *ೃ༄ 𝓛ADY — 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

❥ LADY also finds you super hot!!

❥ also interested because she’s probably never seen a vampire outside of media— so it’s a nice change of pace rather than being face to face with demons all day.

❥ despite all this, after the initial introduction, i’m not sure she’d care too hard? like— sure, you’re considered a supernatural being and all that.

❥ and although she thinks it’s super dope, i feel like it wouldn’t matter as much to her. she’s seen and done a lot of things at such a young age, i feel as though she’s almost desensitized?

❥ she’s so badass she can’t even care. she’s literally respected by dante, whom is titled ‘the legendary devil hunter’. (dmc5 did her dirty with her lack of part in the storyline 💔)

❥ she’ll respect any of your needs, and ngl also thinks you biting into her neck is hot.

❥ kinda surprised that you’re able to go out into sunlight even if she’ll never tell you that 😭

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. ˚◞♡ ⃗ *ೃ༄ 𝓣RISH — 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

❥ another one who doesn’t care that much. it’s not like TRISH is dismissive of your species and where you come from, but she’s literally a full on demon who’s probably seen everything.

❥ you guys r so hot though, like the ultimate power couple.

❥ oh, and if you’re a devil hunter, too? you guys r gonna kick sm ass together. she’ll invite you to roll around with her for a while rather than with dante, although if you’re associated with devil may cry then that’s fine too. she’ll put up with dante’s ass just to visit you more often.

❥ i don’t recommend feeding off of trish?

❥ idk how vampires take to drinking demon blood

❥ but shit, if you have that red aesthetic and are just a total femme fatale (or other gender equivalent to that), trish is in charge of your outfits now.

❥ don’t even fight it, you will end up in the outfit regardless.

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. ˚◞♡ ⃗ *ೃ༄ 𝓝ICO — 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

❥ oh boy

❥ if you’re lucky enough to survive the first meeting with NICO and you end up actually being in a relationship? you are def a trooper.

❥ when you’re first introduced, she bombards you with questions.

❥ where did you come from? do you have powers? are you like a demon and are there more of you? if so, can she harvest parts for a new bio-weapon? do vampires reproduce the same as humans? are you gonna suck her blood??

❥ she’s just a curious lady cut my girl some slack

❥ she thinks you’re so cool though!! wants you to tell her everything you know about vampires so she can log it. even if you’ve been in a long term relationship, she still can’t help but ask more questions.

❥ but!! as cool and hot as she thinks you are— like nero, she does not wanna see you feed and does not wanna be fed on!! (except.. maybe just one time to see how it feels.)

❥ ugh she just loves you sm please indulge her

[bitterlycursedstars]

I firmly believe that V/Vergil would absolutely not cheat on you.

As lonely as that poor man has been, I just cannot see it happening. He'd love and cherish you and never abandon you, after you get through his defensive wall, of course. I just do not see him seeking out another's company if he already has you.

And no, I'm not counting when he left LiR, he was a dumbass teenager who was blinded by his own thoughts and terrible past, and on top of that, I believe it was just a ONS

[ransprang]

Hi! Since you're asking for request i have a nsfw for you. Dante has a crush on the small seamstress who repair his trenchcoats. She's gonna make him a new one (maybe the one of DMC5?) so she gonna take him the new measurements and maybe Dante having her so close he decide to go wild and release all his sexual frustations?

Okay so this was revealed to me in a dream! Enjoy

Dante x F!reader (N/SFW in the trenches of love)

- descriptions of BJ

Dante made a routine visit to his local seamstress after a battle as usual. He particularly liked going there as he enjoyed the company and sight of the special y/n. She was known for her sewing far and wide but more than that Dante got flutters in his stomach and urges he would rather not share with anyone. This felt less of a chore and more of a break to him after a fight.

As Dante reached y/n's boutique he felt a bit nervous, but carried on regardless. He stepped into the shop looking for her, with a smirk on his face. He was up to no good today, Dante was feeling a little naughty. Y/n returned Dante the banter he brought with him, she countered his flirtatious attitude while keeping a modest distance due to her shy nature.

"Y/n you know what time of the month it is, and its not what you think!" he finger gunned and earned a raised eyebrow from the disappointed seamstress. "Dante, looks like you've outgrown good humor and perhaps your measurements too, now stand there so I can measure you." He rolled his eyes with a smile and stood before the woman, she was shorter than him. y/n's head came up to the base of his neck so she had to look up to maintain eye contact while he looked down. He could've almost kissed that forehead Dante thought to himself. He just gave her an awkward giggle as she maintained a ever so smiley face which she kept whenever Dante was around.

Y/n took out her measuring tape and started going around his shoulders. wrote something in her notepad, then she measured his chest and did the same. Then she measured his waist "still cinched...", Dante laughed and rubbed the back of his head embarrassed. He was feeling urges of letting his intrusive thoughts win but he was holding back his tongue as to not embarrass himself further after his entrance joke.

Y/n finally got on her knees and wrapped her measurement tape around his hips and was getting the reading near his zipper when suddenly she heard "suck it". y/n raised her eyebrows in shock, losing her smile to gasp and look up. Dante was looking down biting his lower lip. His expression showing a tad bit of disappointment that he actually said that, mixed with clear restraint. Dante subconsciously took his hand and placed it at the back of y/n's head and whispered again "suck it" with more conviction. He knew the situation was too far gone after the first time he said it so he decided to commit.

Y/n was struck with confusion but she didn't want to say no. Her hands let loose of the measuring tape and let it slip as her hands slid to the sides of his pants. After a moment of silence, Dante was losing his patience and his hard on was pushing against his zipper, so close to her mouth. He used his free hand to slowly unzip his pants and pulled down his trousers. Y/n looked at his dick, its pink tip touching the tip of her nose. She could feel a churning feeling in her heart, heart beating fast and mouth salivating. Y/n breathed heavily looking up into his ocean blue orbs. She slowly moved her soft lips and wrapped them around his member and slowly started moving back and forth with the aid of his hand hold back her hair in a pony.

Dante let out a sigh of relief and threw his head back, closing his eyes. "Aaah" he released as he increased the pace of y/n's head bopping by pushing her head. She gagged, increasing the grip against the sides of his hips. It was long since Dante felt the pleasure of having a woman's lips on his cock and especially a woman he actually liked. As he grew closer to climax he gritted his teeth and tensed his stomach as he groaned. He thrust faster into y/n's mouth as she choked and her saliva dripped down her chin. He made one last thrust pushing her head hard towards the base of his dick and counter thrusting as far as he could down her throat. She felt warm jizz slide down her throat as he closed his eyes tightly breathing relief through his mouth.

Y/n finally had the strength to push herself away and fall back on her bum on the floor. Dante immediately tucked his semi hard penis inside his pants, forgetting to unzip his pants. He dropped down to sit right next to her. Y/n was looking at him with a small smile as he panicked to grab the nearest fabric laying around in her shop to help clean up the saliva mess. y/n was finally catching her breath and she let out a laugh, Dante saw the lightheartedness and laughed with her and they both just giggled for a bit at the events that just happened. He had his hand around her shoulder give her a strong squeeze "that....was very good y/n, didn't know you had more talents". Y/n had a massive smile on her face "This was my first time", -"What?!!!" he let out a shocked exclaim. Y/n laughed "well yeah, I don't have the time nor any hot men that come around." Dante actually had a concerned and shocked expression, he seemed to be speechless. Y/n got up with the most arrogant smile and corrected her dress, "well Dante get up we still have work to get done." he got up baffled and wide eyed, Dante knew he was so impressed and he would definitely be paying more frequent visits.

Your Saliva,

Admin Sav

[corky-the-gluttony-demon]

DMC: An Absurd Comedy (A Devil May Cry Fanfiction) - Haunted by Dreams Arc - Chapter 10 (Conclusion of Arc)

Location: Vivian's Mansion, Snowfield

Date: January 7th

Time: 3:28am

As dawn approached, the group found themselves back at Vivian’s mansion. Inside, the group gathered in the parlor, Dr. Wakefield—now a broken, defeated man—sat slumped in a chair, his head hanging low.

Trish, her mission complete, was getting ready for her departure. She had already packed up her gear and was now standing near the door, looking back at the group. Her gaze lingered on V, who was leaning on his cane, still pale and exhausted from the ordeal.

 “You’re going to stick around with Nero and the others?” Trish asked.

V nodded. “For now. There’s still much to be done, there is still the matter of the other five deadly sins.”

Trish studied him for a moment, then offered a faint smile. “You know, you’re now your own person, right?”

V chuckled softly, a rare sound. “Whatever that means.”

Trish’s expression grew more serious as she glanced back at the unconscious Dr. Wakefield. “And what about him?”

Nero, who had been listening from across the room, shrugged. “We’ll turn him over to the authorities. They’ll have a field day with him once they realize who he really is—or was.”

Felix grinned. “Or we could just kill him.”

Corky, who was seated next to Dr. Wakefield, gave him a sidelong glance. “Prison should be fine.”

Vivian, who had been standing quietly by the fireplace, finally spoke up. Her voice was soft, almost hesitant. “Thank you… all of you. For everything you’ve done. I don’t know what would’ve happened to Snowfield if you hadn’t intervened.”

Nero turned to her, offering a reassuring smile. “It’s what we do.”

Felix then cleared his throat, “And speaking of which…”

“Subtle,” Corky muttered with the roll of her eyes.

“Hey, we don’t do this work for free.”

Vivian caught the hint and nodded, moving over to a small desk in the corner of the room. She retrieved a thick envelope and handed it to Nero. “Your payment, as agreed. It’s the least I can do.”

Nero accepted the envelope with a nod. “Thanks. We’ll put it to good use.”

Vivian lingered for a moment, then looked around at the group. “You’ve done more than just save this town. You’ve given us hope again. It’s… it’s been a long time since I felt that.”

As the group prepared to leave, there was still one matter left to address. Mouse, the giant sloth demon who had surprisingly sided with them during the final battle, was sitting quietly in the corner of the room, his massive form somehow managing to look harmless. He had been docile since the fight ended, but now the question remained—what to do with him?

Corky looked at Mouse with a raised eyebrow. “So… what’s the plan here? We can’t exactly take him with us.”

Nero scratched his head, clearly at a loss.

Felix smirked. “We could leave him here. What do you think, Viv? Need someone to help with the heavy lifting?”

Vivian looked at Mouse a little warily. “I… I’m not sure… I… suppose he could stay. If he wants to.”

Mouse, understanding the offer, gave a slow, almost sleepy nod. He didn’t seem to mind the idea of sticking around, and the mansion would certainly be a comfortable place for a demon of sloth to reside.

Felix grinned, giving Mouse a thumbs-up. “There you go, big guy. Looks like you’ve got yourself a new gig.”

As the group began to make their way out of the mansion, Nico hung back, “Hey, y’all go on ahead I’ll be right there.”

"Seriously?" Nero said, raising an eyebrow as he noticed Nico lingering behind. Corky, sensing the moment, rolled her eyes with a grin and grabbed Nero by the arm, pulling him toward the door.

With the rest of the group making their way outside, Nico turned back to Mouse, who was in the middle of fluffing a pillow—though he was doing it at a pace that would make molasses seem quick.

“Hey, big guy,” Nico started, her tone unusually soft. “Guess this is goodbye, huh?”

Mouse looked at her with his usual slow blink, his massive hands still cradling the pillow. He didn’t say anything—he barely did—but there was something almost affectionate in the way he stared at her, like a loyal dog waiting for its owner to return.

Nico chuckled, scratching the back of her neck. “You know, I never thought I’d miss a giant sloth demon, but here we are. You’re not so bad for a big lump, you know that?”

Mouse blinked again, his head tilting slightly as if he were processing her words. Then, in the slowest movement imaginable, he raised one of his enormous hands and patted Nico on the head—very gently, of course. For a moment, Nico was taken aback, her eyes widening in surprise, but then she laughed.

“You take care of yourself, alright? And Vivian too. She’s gonna need all the help she can get with this place,” Nico said, her voice a bit more serious now.

Mouse gave another slow blink, his version of a nod, before returning to his task of fluffing the pillow. It was clear he didn’t really grasp the gravity of the situation, but that didn’t matter. Nico knew he’d be just fine.

With one last pat on Mouse’s massive arm, Nico turned and headed for the door, a small smile still on her face. As she stepped outside, the early morning chill hit her, and she found Nero waiting by the van, leaning casually against the door with a smirk on his face.

“You gonna cry?” Nero teased, his voice dripping with mock sympathy. “It’s okay to cry, Nico. Dogs cry, cats cry-”

Nico shot him a glare, though there was no real heat behind it. “I ain’t gonna cry, you jerk.”

Nero chuckled, but his attention shifted as Nico turned toward Trish, who was standing by the mansion’s grand entrance, adjusting her coat as she prepared to head out on her own. Nico called out, “Hey, Trish, you sure you don’t want to ride back with us? Plenty of room in the van.”

“We’ll even let you take charge of the radio,” Corky added as she called out from the window of the van.

“I’ve got some business to take care of. I’m not heading back to Red Grave just yet,” Trish said.

Nero nodded, understanding. “What kind of business?”

Trish waved off the question with a casual flick of her wrist. “Just some loose ends to tie up. Nothing you need to worry about.”

With that, Trish walked down the steps, her silhouette disappearing into the morning fog. The sound of her footsteps faded away, leaving a lingering sense of mystery in her wake.

Nero watched her go, but he turned his attention back to V, who was leaning against the van, looking as calm and collected as ever. “Looks like you’re stuck with us now, V.”

V gave a faint smile, his expression thoughtful. “It seems that way, at least for now.”

Corky, curious as always, tilted her head. “So… are you sticking around for good? Or is this just a temporary thing?”

V hesitated, his gaze distant for a moment before he answered. “I’m not sure. I feel… fine, for now. But whatever brought me back, whatever magic is at work here, it’s beyond my understanding.”

Griffon, perched on V’s shoulder, ruffled his feathers and let out a squawk. “Yeah, this whole situation’s a real head-scratcher. But you know what? I’m not gonna think too hard about it. As long as we’re still kickin’ and takin’ names, that’s good enough for me.”

The van rumbled down the road, leaving the eerie mansion and Snowfield behind.

Location: Vie de Marli

Date: January 7th

Time: 4:58am

The first rays of dawn filtered through the thick canopy of trees that blanketed the island of Vie de Marli.

Lucia had always been an early riser, a habit ingrained in her by years of training as a member of the Protectors clan. She slipped out of her bed, her bare feet touching the cool wooden floor.

She dressed quickly, donning her traditional Protectors attire.

Stepping outside, Lucia took a deep breath, the cool morning air filling her lungs. The island was as beautiful as ever, its lush greenery and sparkling waters a constant reminder of why she had dedicated her life to protecting it. But even as she admired the familiar landscape, her thoughts drifted back to Dante.

She had always been fiercely independent, but there was something about Dante that had stirred feelings in her she wasn’t used to—feelings that had only grown stronger since he had left. She couldn’t help but wonder where he was now, what he was doing, and if he ever thought of her the way she thought of him.

Far from the village, hidden within the dense jungle that bordered the shoreline, a group of menacing figures moved silently through the shadows

At the center of this group stood their leader, a tall, imposing figure with a sharp, angular face and piercing eyes that seemed to burn with an inner fire. His long, red hair was streaked with gray, tied back in a loose ponytail that hung down his back, and his weathered skin bore the marks of countless battles.

One of his men, a burly demon disguised as a human, stepped up beside him, his voice rough and gravelly. “The island seems quiet, my lord Belial. No signs of resistance so far. The Protectors don’t seem to suspect a thing.”

Belial smirked, his lips curling into a cruel smile. “Good. Let them stay ignorant for a while longer. We’ll strike when they least expect it. And I told you to address me as Calum Mackie,” he commanded, his Scottish accent thick.

The demon grunted in approval, his brutish features twisting into a wicked grin. “Aye, and when we do, they’ll burn. This place will be a heap of ashes before they even realize what’s happened.”

Belial’s smile faded slightly as he turned his gaze back to the island. “This island has resisted many threats over the centuries. But they’ve never faced someone like me. The Protectors are strong, but their strength comes from their unity, their belief in their duty. If we shatter that… if we turn them against each other… they’ll fall like dominos.”

As the sun rose higher in the sky, casting its golden light over the island, the peaceful calm that had settled over Vie de Marli was only a prelude to the force of wrath that was to come.

End of Haunted by Dreams Arc

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Inseparable by Zulu_The_Fluffy_Raptor

2k words

Summary: Recently, Nero had noticed something a little strange. While Vergil was friendly enough to everyone in Devil May Cry, he and Nico had become inseparable. Surely, they're just friends, right?

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My first fic in 5 years, and hopefully not the last one of this series!

[minticecodes]

A (late) piece for dmcweek2024 day 4! I was buzzing to put forward something for the week. Prompt was alt universe.

AU where Eva survived the fire and had to figure out a way forward, believing the twins dead. She becomes an RPG shopkeeper selling wares ranging from antique books to magical goods (Devil May Scry). She's also out for Mundus' blood.

Image descriptions are the same as in alt.

[ID: 7 Digital illustrations and sketches. 1: Coloured illustration of a bookshop at sunset. Eva, a pale blonde middle aged woman mans the bright patterned counter. She wears a turtleneck and red shawl, has shoulder length hair, and diagonal facial burn scar and scarring on her left hand. Light rays illuminate her gently smiling face. Besides packed books, on the shelves are potion bottles, statuettes, succulents, and a displayed katana. Roses and plants decorate the shop. On the counter are a thick hardback, bookscanner, and crystal ball. Cards are displayed inside the counter. On the wall hangs a price sign, featuring doodled vital stars (large star drawn with sunglasses), holy water and fortunes. Beneath it is a rose wreathed divinity statue display, with 2 red orb offerings in a dish. 2: Eva from behind, sitting hunched alone at a table where a birthday cake sits untouched. It's a two flavour cake. By her clenched hand are crumpled tissues. Caption: 'Vergil...Dante...happy birthday...' 3: Eva bracing the Devil Sword Sparda across her shoulders, aimed at the ground. She wears a bell sleeved, ruffled funeral/wedding dress with a slit for leg movement. A veil trails behind her like a ribbon. Close ups of her show the headpiece design; a pacifier made of a long bird skill, feather, rose, and four skeletal 'legs'. 4 & 5: Trish taking on teen Dante's image: a tan teen in black, with chin length white hair, a halter neck tank top, leather pants, kneelength boots and black polish. Her leather jacket collar resembles lightning bolts. She leans against an invisible wall, one leg bent to brace her foot against it. She looks askance with arched brows, lifting shades from her face. The 2nd image is a 3/4 profile with shades perched on her forehead and popped collar. 6: Helmetless portraits of Dante and Vergil in armour, expressionless. Dante's hair is shoulder length and falls across his face. 7: Full body of 2 somewhat lanky demonic knights. One (Nelo Angelo) in black and blue with droopy horns rests his palms atop his blue broadsword's pommel, the sword upright against the ground. He stands straight, staring ahead. The other in white and red and curled horns has a palm clapped on Nelo Angelo's shoulder, other hand at his hips. Somehow the eyes on his helmet express playfulness. At his back is the hilt to a flail, the spiked ball resting on the ground by his armoured heels. They're labelled '~16' . End ID.]

Read more for some wordy backstory and sketches. TW for mentions of torture, abuse and solitary confinement surrounding the twins.

I had...so many more ideas that I'm leaving out to keep this short. It's fun to think how she'd mesh with the cast.

Like! her and Lady. Mother that lost her kid and kid that lost her mother. It writes itself how much unwitting projection can go wrong. And pretty much everything about her, the twins, and Trish :)

In terms of backstory:

After the fire she's alone. Her birth family disowned her long ago. She thinks about revamping the mansion but the idea of staying in that empty space with only memories for company is too much. So she eventually opens a small store.

Starts off paranoid and distant. Still is distant but gets entangled with the local community overtime. Greets people by name and they'll chat about how life has been going. This includes demon hunters and demons and supernatural beings living peacefully; her shop becomes a small safe haven to exchange information to stay safe.

Gets very good at forging protective charms. Haunted by the memory of the enchanted closet, smashed in and empty.

A regular is a schoolgirl who originally came to pick up reserved books for her father but stuck around because hey, this place is quiet and interesting, and the owner serves stellar teacakes. Great place to study. To Mary, Eva's kind, though odd, secretive and a little lonely.

I got inspired by Eva's association with the bangle/bracelet of time and the amulets for her fighting style. It's based around item crafting, like an RPG character slapping on every stat boosting item.

She stitches together different outfits for different needs Cardcaptor style. They're all exceedingly dramatic. It's not clear here but I wanted a bird motif to eventually come through. Phoenix motif, really.

[ID: Rough sketches: A magician esque outfit with vest, feathered tophat and cape. A longcoat with long skirt and long scarf at her back like a cape. The cape is tagged with 'spells stitched into fabric'. Close ups on the coat lapel show two pins (strawberry and wing), labelled 'charm lapel pins.' Close up of the shoes show sharp heals and ankle bracelets. Eva leaping in a black bodysuit and leotard, with feathery collar, quill behind her ear, and ballet shoes with a claw at the heel. Eva making a triangular 2 hand sign in a hooded cloak and longskirt. Around her shoulders are claws. At her hips is an hourglass. Above her heeded head is a clocklike halo. Beside her is a sketch of a woman with a lionhead mask. A funeral and wedding dress inspired outfit. Eva crouches, wielding the Devil Sword Sparda in scythe form. Her face is covered by a tattered veil. She wears a knee length ruffled dress, black gloves, and a long, ruffled cape. Close up of her left hand shows a ring and finger claws Rough comic. Chibi lady talks to chibi Eva. Lady holds up a black body suit with billowing sleeves and a cleavage window. Lady: "Eva what is this" Eva (smiling cheerfully): "Oh - that old thing!" Eva: "My old hunting outfit. Gosh I'd almost forgotten about it. Not the most comfortable thing - so skin tight..." However Lady fixates on 'my old hunting outfit'. The words go in one ear and come out as a younger Eva in a catsuit, pointing a gun with a serious expression, wind blowing through her hair. Lady stares into the distance, bewildered, and slightly blushing. End ID]

Meanwhile the twins are having a terrible time but they have each other, even if they don't remember they're brothers. I think it'd be sweet if they have a bond anyway. Everyone else thinks they're rivals at best.

(Nelo is Mundus' favourite to toy with as the proud, eldest son. But when he gets rough, Bianco butts in and acts up for Mundus' attention. This gets him sent to solitary confinement; Mundus figured out Bianco hates small spaces and designed an iron maiden for him. Others think Bianco is a brute who acts out for a fight. But that's ok. It means Bianco can keep buying Nelo time.) (When lucid, Nelo despises his own weakness when this happens.)

[ID: 2 Images. Nelo and Bianco Angelo in fisticuffs in a cartoony dustcloud, glaring at each other as they fight. They're captioned 'Mundus' most competent generals'. Additional text: 'silent, obedient, crushing force when apart. Perfect soldiers. ... until they're put together. Complement each other's battle style OR clash terribly. Nelo Angelo staring off, arms crossed and furrowed eyes somehow expressing being completely fed up. Behind him, Bianco and Griffin talk at each other. Griffin's glaring. Bianco has a hand up to gesture. End ID]