#vergil x trans reader

[aether-forged]

All damn day all I can think of is Vergil seeing trans!reader dress up in formal attire for the first time and is terrified of describing them with a term they don’t like.

So instead he says “You look devastating.”

Does that sound like it has gendered inflections or is that pretty neutral? What do y’all think??

[casimirlovescoffee]

How to Request/Rules/Fandoms/Current Requests (REQUESTS CLOSED)

Welcome to my Blog everyone. My name is Casimir (he/they), I am an andult and I love to read and also share my writings. I enjoy working on requests and I hope you all enjoy reading what I write. I apolofize for any spelling mistakes as english is not my native language.

I am making this my pinned post, so you all have an overview of how to request something, what my rules are, what Fandoms I write for and to also link Masterlists for those Fandoms. I am also adding a request list that I will constantly update just so you guys know what's coming.

Please be polite when requesting something and remember that i am human too that has irl stuff to do, so if I have many requests, it may take a while to get to write the most recent requests. Also know that if my requests are closed, I will not write requests untill I open them again. Of course I will also write my own stuff between requests.

How to request something:

-Use the Ask Box

-Name the character/the characters you want in your request

-Tell me what Gender you want the Reader to be: female, male, gn or trans (If you don't add a gender to it, I will use GN Reader)

-Tell me the scenario you are thinking of

-You can be as spefic as you want, but don't go too overboard

I will write:

-NSFW/SFW

-Angst or Comfort

-Headcanons and Scenarios

-Female, Male, GN, Trans Reader

-Fluff, Platonic or Romantic

-Single or multiple characters in one request

-Poly fics

I will NOT write:

-Minor x adult

-Incest

-Rape or Gore

The fandoms I am writing for are:

-Castlevania

-Baldur's Gate 3

-Final Fantasy 7/Final Fantasy Crisis Core

-Devil May Cry

-Vampire Hunter D

My current requests are:

-Alucard and Lyudmil (Poly) x Trans Witch Reader

-Alucard x GN reader- feeling safe

-Alucard x GN Reader - Goth makeup

-Alucard x GN Reader - Crush

-Alucard x GN Reader - Enemies to lovers

-Alucard x GN Reader - Friends with Benefits

-Alucard x GN Reader - Wingman/Crush

-Alucard x female reader - Fucking his mouth

-Alucard x GN Reader - Endearning nicknames

-Alucard x Female Reader - Strangers to friends to lovers

-Trevor, Alucard, Hector, Isaac, Dracula x GN Reader - Wearing a corset

-Catslevania trio + Greta and reader - Being outcasted

-Vergil, dante x GN Reader - Quiet and shy reader

-Alucard x GN reader - Shifting gender

-Genesis x Reader - Pegging

-Sparda boys + V x Female Reader - Cult of the Lamb like powers

[nekrosdolly]

bunnystalker master list ˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗

☣︎ Resident Evil ☣︎

Albert Wesker⋆｡° ✮

headcanons;

old/current day wesker

sfw headcanons

boyfriend's dad (18+)

very detailed hcs (i'm a degenerate for this) (18+)

boyfriend wesker

blurbs;

smoker wesker

fixing his hair

sleepy wesker

ex-boyfriend wesker (18+)

uroboros wesker (18+)

touchy wesker

fics/full works;

enemy's daughter (18+)

revisit

washing machine heart (18+)

father's friend (18+)

isolation

rotted

gentle (18+)

trust

chemtrails over the research facility (18+)

Leon Kennedy ( -_•)╦̵̵̿╤─

headcanons;

boyfriend leon (re4+)

blurbs;

leon helping trans!reader take hormones

ftm!leon x dom!reader (18+)

ftm!leon taking a t shot!

fics/full works;

n/a

🂾 Devil May Cry 🂾

Vergil Sparda ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡

headcanons;

n/a

blurbs;

everything is blue

fics/full works;

diamonds aren't forever

[queenofthepirates83]

♡What I will write for♡

Character x reader

OC(your’s too if you want<3)x character

Fluff

Angst

Smut

NSFW

SFW

One-shots

Longer stories(ex. Chapters)

Three or foursome

Female and male(I’ll try my hardest☻) reader

Kinks(basically anything besides what’s specified in what I won’t write for)

Baby stuff

Specified traits in a request(ex. Chubby! Goth!)

♡What I won’t write for♡

Underage smut(with the exception of mentioned stuff(ex. You and Toby had history back when he was normal or something and you two did sleep together) 🤷���♀️)

Underage character x adult reader

Character x character(I specialize in reader stuff lmao)

Other fluid things(other than spit, blood, cum, ect.), anal, animal stuff, age stuff, daddy/mommy, intense BDSM(I’ll still do it), necrophilia, and a few other nasty ones but other than that I do everything(including blood, knife, somnophilia so dw)

Trans stuff, idk how to write for things like that and I wouldn’t wanna get anything wrong(I support you<3!!)

I won’t write for anything besides straight, lesbian, gay, pan, and bi because I understand them more better than others and I just don’t wanna offend people!! Sorry!

CNC, or nonconsensual stuff, mentions of reader not consenting or saying no while hysterically crying, ect.

♡What fandoms I write for and who I write for♡

Creepypasta

Movie slashers

Marvel

Star Wars

Mha

Freakish

Obey Me!

My metal family

The Walten files

AOT

Identity V

Sally Face

The Outsiders

Detroit Become Human

Resident evil

Devil May Cry

Silent Hill

Avatar(as in Pandora)

The Last of Us

One Piece

Days gone

Twisted Wonderland(limited characters I’m so sorry 😭)

It’s not a lot but ya know 🤷‍♀️

Send requests!!

BTW ALL OF MY STORIES CAN BE READ AS G/N UNLESS ITS SPECIFIED OTHERWISE!!

Inbox is always open for requests!

Send requests of Eyeless Jack and Vergil 😔🙏 I’ve been reading for that recently

[dantesleftball]

Okay seeing as I now post devil may cry related content, here's a few things you should know about me!

I don't ship spardacest. I do not have any particular issue with people who do ship it, but you won't find that ship on my page.

Avid Lady/Trish shipper

Trans. Everyone is trans. Dante? Trans. Vergil and Nero are trans. Lady? Mtf. You get it.

I'm on the fence with character x reader fanfics, I'll try my hand at them but I will probably mainly write stuff between the characters

But on the off chance that I do write x reader, the reader will always be either male or gender neutral

That's it for now, I'll add more stuff as time passes but this is it for now!

[aetherbound]

Under a Demon's Wing

Vergil x trans!reader

After a year of this sitting in my docs, I've nervously decided to post this purely self-indulgent of a reader fic since it's hard to find trans!reader fics at times. I've never written one of these before, or for Vergil's character and I'm sorry if he's too OOC. I wrote this during a gender dysphoria episode, so prepare for distressing thoughts. Hope it's enjoyable!

AO3

It was difficult to ignore the demons in your head, let alone go a few minutes without experiencing discomfort about your appearance. Your body betrayed the person trapped inside, a constant battle between mentally breaking down or numbly existing in bed. No one could take the pain away, no matter how much they cared for you, but having their support was enough. You remembered the red demon hunter that told you to come to him when distressed, Lady and Trish too, and you begrudgingly made your way over to their residence to ask to silently reside in their presence like you’ve done many times before.

Upon entering, all was quiet, leading you to believe that everyone was either gone or upstairs. You quietly sniffled and swallowed back your nerves, making your way upstairs when you faintly heard a door open. After reaching the top and turning a corner, you found yourself ramming face first into someone. You immediately stumble backward apologizing, looking to find the other azure hunter already gazing down at you. He’s silent, studying you as you try to cover up your distress with a nervous smile. Not that you didn't trust Vergil, he was characteristically intimidating. The night to Dante’s day in personality, whose sunny demeanor always managed to summon laughter from you in your dire times of distress. 

“Sorry, I um, I thought they were here.” You admitted, clearing your throat. “I-I can come back, sorry to bother you-“

“Don’t apologize for something that you haven't done.” Vergil sternly interjected, his face visibly softening when realizing how curt his voice resounded. Reattempting to reply, Vergil pursed his lips for a moment. “Is there something I can assist with?”

The question took you by surprise, but you nervously fidgeted with yourself regardless.

“Well, um..usually they’ll let me exist in the same room as them or lean against them while they do their thing for comfort. Or talk, I like listening to them bicker.” You admitted softly, perking up as Vergil made a considerate expression and turned around. Afraid you had offended him, you began to quickly justify your answer. “But I know you’re reserved about personal space, so I can keep my distance–”

“Come with me.” Vergil beckoned, not glancing behind him as he stepped into the hallway. 

You fidget with yourself again before following him, watching him gesture to a room. You step inside and pretend your heart isn’t in your throat, immediately noticing the large bookshelves lining the walls with complementary modest furniture. He left the door open and stepped over to the tea set on the table in front of the sofa, his hand presenting the teapot. 

“It’s chamomile.” Vergil informed without meeting your eyes. “Would you like some?” 

“Um, sure. Thank you.” You reply, accepting the freshly poured cup with quiet gratitude. 

The room was one you hadn’t seen before, but you already started to feel at ease despite not knowing the man on a personal level. You watch as he lowered himself to the sofa, retrieving his book from the table. 

“You may read anything you like.” Vergil invited, making himself comfortable against the cushion. “I ask you don’t dog-ear the pages.” 

“Of course not.” You assure, restraining the shiver of anxiety jolting your being. 

“Don’t feel pressured, you can just sit with me.” Vergil returned, glancing up to you as he opened his bookmarked page. “I’m not as comforting as the others, and I may not understand your struggles, but you’re not judged.”

The words alone prick tears to your eyes, abashedly turning and blinking them away. 

“Thank you.” You respond gratefully, shyly going to sit beside him. 

Your heart begins to flutter at the small distance between your bodies, your eyes flicking around to study something, anything to prevent emotional whiplash. You take a sip of tea, relieved that it wasn’t boiling, but warm. Vergil was right, the tea was soothing and you found yourself relaxing your tensed muscles. 

On the coffee table beside you, you spy a well used book atop some others. When squinting at the title, you discover it’s a book about Icarus. The story was always a favorite of yours. Icarus risked his life to escape, only for the sun to melt his wings and send him plummeting into the ocean. Suddenly, you realize that you weren’t so different. You braved the flight into the world as your own person, to present how you felt on the inside, only for others to cut you down. 

Fresh tears dripped into your tea cup, wiping them away as you carefully sat your cup on the table. It’s miraculous you don’t accidentally spill it as your hands tremble, trying to play it off as a shiver. Vergil knew better and saw through your façade, closing his book and kindly gazing at you. 

“If you need to talk about it, you may.” Vergil encouraged, keeping his hand on his book. 

“I-I don’t..” You try to explain, cut off by your throat constricting. Tears began to flow faster than you could restrain them, bowing your head in shame as you covered your face. “It’s so stupid.”

“It’s not if it’s causing you distress.” Vergil assured to his best ability. After a moment to gauge your comfort, Vergil spoke again, this time softer. “I won’t make you talk if you don’t want to. How can I help?”

“This is fine.” You sniffle, mentally calling yourself a crybaby. Almost as if he could sense it, Vergil sternly–but gently–knocked his knee against yours. 

“If you think you’re being overly sensitive, don’t. It's understandable.” He prompted, falling silent to let you continue speaking. 

“Thanks.” You manage with a smile. “It’s just…it feels like no matter what I do no one acknowledges who I am. That being trans is a phase and I’ll grow out of it. No matter how many times I say I’m a [man/woman], they insist the opposite. I think I’m passing until they hear my voice and they misgender me. No one listens to me when I explain and I just want to disappear–“

You’re cut off by your own tears, beginning to completely break down. 

“I can’t get out of this body I don’t want, don’t like, and can’t change because no one will at least acknowledge my effort. I know their opinions don't matter, but it still hurts.” You sob, your face buried in your hands. “This dysphoria is eating me alive and no one cares because it’s not ‘real.’ It’s ‘all in my head.’ ‘It’s not tangible’. I feel like a fraud.”

Vergil allowed you to cry, knowing you would feel better after releasing everything you bottled up. He carefully placed his hand on your back, uncertain to rub or pat you until he settled with keeping a comforting pressure. 

“You are who you say you are, even if the outside doesn’t show yet.” Vergil soothed, gently leading you to come closer. 

After a moment, you submit defeat and shamefully wrap your arms around his waist, your head pressed against his chest. Initially, Vergil was silent until he made a soft hum in an attempt to soothe you, allowing himself another moment of silence to let you express your feelings if needed. 

“I think I can understand to some degree.” Vergil considered after a long pause, his tone solemn. “After Mallet Island, any time I see knights I get tense. Intrusive flashbacks that make me think I'm someone else. Being trapped in a body that I couldn’t control or recognize was agony. I can’t imagine how you feel.”

It takes a moment to process Vergil’s words and implications, feeling your chest swell again and tears flood from your eyes. The pain was bittersweet mixed with relief that someone could empathize with your experience, even if it varied. He would never know the true limits of turmoil you endure daily, but he chose to listen. That struck you odd as empathy is something Vergil was known to lack, everyone had already said their two cents on Vergil’s lack of humanity. Was it possible that he felt like someone understood his past torment? How much did he truly think of you to share that glimpse of pain? 

“Not to take away from your experience.” Vergil apologized when he noticed your tears, clearing his throat. “I’m sorry if I said the wrong thing or was insensitive.“

All at once, you found yourself squeezing Vergil’s side harder in hopes of hugging both of your pain away. You wanted to smile, but emotions had too powerful of a hold. He softly exhaled after a moment, tentatively laying his arm over your side and molding his hand over your head. By now it was no mistake, Vergil had chosen to show equal vulnerability to you. Wanting to assure him, you composed your breathing before speaking. 

“You didn’t.” You assured, smiling at the decision to make an ill timed joke. “Don’t apologize for something you didn’t do.” 

An amused snort sounded from above, finding yourself chuckling as Vergil shook his head in amusement. 

“Fair enough.” Vergil admitted under his breath. “Correct me if I'm wrong, but being trans is like jumping without a parachute, only to discover you have wings. Is that true, based on my understanding?”

You can’t help the prideful smile that cracks your lips. He was hesitant in fear of using the wrong term, or shorthand of it, but he actively wanted to understand. That was enough for you to know he genuinely cared, whether he admitted it aloud or not. 

“Yeah.” You affirmed, thinking for a moment. “It’s weird how true that statement is.”

Content with your approval, his muscles seemed to melt under your body weight. Silence bloomed between the two of you, but your initial intimidation had waned into content. You could hear his heartbeat beneath the thrum of his breathing, offering a soothing ambience to your internal vortex of distress. You awkwardly thank him and loosen your hold on him, removing yourself from the embrace as he retracted his arm. The demon allowed a moment for you to adjust yourself and personal space before placing his book in his lap. At first you wondered why he didn’t resume reading, but when steel eyes studied you, you realized he was waiting in case you needed to vent further. 

You felt yourself blush and quickly averted your eyes, opting to explore the Icarus book you previously eyed. After the two of you had begun reading, you dared to peek at Vergil. His knee affectionately knocked against yours again, remaining pressed against you for silent comfort when you looked away. There was a curve to his lips that made your chest swell with warmth, feeling yourself smile as you leaned against his shoulder and continued reading. 

“You’re welcome here anytime.” Vergil invited once the silence felt appropriate to break. “Distressed or not.”

“I’ll definitely visit you more often then.” You accept with a smile, hearing him hum in response. 

Knowing that your presence was welcomed soothed your anxiety about returning, whether it was for a friendly visit to the demon hunters or seeking comfort. When Dante learned that Vergil took you into his “inner sanctum”, he was beyond amazed. He insisted that Vegil had grown feathers on his “scaly demon wings” and tucked you under them, only for the elder twin to digress and insist it was merely out of kindness. 

But the glimmer in Vergil’s eyes that sparked between you promised it ran much deeper than that.

[dmc-tings]

Master List

The Four Lord’s

General Headcannons

Accidently Hurting Their s/o

With a Gen Z s/o 

Handling their s/o being flirted with

Non-Binary/Genderfluid s/o

The Four Turning On mother Miranda (pt1)

The Four Turning On Mother Miranda (pt2)

Mono in the Village

Warming Up to You

“I Love You”

Mystical Musical s/o

Hollow Knight Vessel

What They Drink

AFAB Reader on her Period

You Just Found Out About Their Powers

My Banter

Alcina Dimitrescu

Respawning s/o

Trans!Fem Reader (Alcina)

Killing her s/o

The Dimitrescu’s with a new sibling

Motherly s/o (For the Girls)

Karl Heisenberg

Trans!Fem Reader (Karl)

With a Technical s/o

In The Modern World (Karl)

Moreau with a crush on Karl’s s/o

Soft! Heisenberg

Messing with His s/o’s Glasses

Jealous Idiot

Donna Beneviento

Carpenter s/o 

Runaway s/o (GN)

In The Modern World (Donna)

Salvatore Moreau

Genuine Love

Long Lost Baker Kid (Saga)

Long Lost Baker

Learning About Their Families Death

Chris Redfield

Chibi Soulmate

Werewolf! Chris x Pregnant s/o 

RE Characters

Valentines Day

As Brandon Rodger’s Quotes

Black Air Forces

HeisenField Ship

Chains (songfic)

Roses and Chocolates

Banter1

Hard Rocks and Soft Metals

Mother Miranda

Father (Her s/o)

Marcelo Adams

Headcannons

DMC

Kisses 

s/o with Allergies

Uncle (Great-Uncle for Nero)

Teaching Their s/o How To Drive (pt1 Fellas)

Teaching Their s/o How To Drive (pt2 Ladies)

College Graduation Celebration

Boys with Their s/o on Period

Boys As Doggos

s/o With Reptiles

Banter(1)

Dante

Valentines Day

Y/N and Dante (1)

Vergil

Y/N and Vergil (1)