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@butcherknives-remade
Officially moving to @butcherknives
This new blog will be a primary (rather than a sideblog) where I’ll be able to interact and cultivate a better experience for everyone. If you’d like to continue to see my writing, I’ll no longer be updating here.
I truly appreciate all of you and I hope to see you there!
Officially moving to @butcherknives
This new blog will be a primary (rather than a sideblog) where I’ll be able to interact and cultivate a better experience for everyone. If you’d like to continue to see my writing, I’ll no longer be updating here.
I truly appreciate all of you and I hope to see you there!
I noticed that I’ve gotten some new followers on this blog so I wanted to remind you guys that this one is dead. I’ll be on @butcherknives, which will have all of my new content. I’ll also be taking requests there.
Thanks!
Officially moving to @butcherknives
This new blog will be a primary (rather than a sideblog) where I’ll be able to interact and cultivate a better experience for everyone. If you’d like to continue to see my writing, I’ll no longer be updating here.
I truly appreciate all of you and I hope to see you there!
Officially moving to @butcherknives
This new blog will be a primary (rather than a sideblog) where I’ll be able to interact and cultivate a better experience for everyone. If you’d like to continue to see my writing, I’ll no longer be updating here.
I truly appreciate all of you and I hope to see you there!
Officially moving to @butcherknives
This new blog will be a primary (rather than a sideblog) where I’ll be able to interact and cultivate a better experience for everyone. If you’d like to continue to see my writing, I’ll no longer be updating here.
I truly appreciate all of you and I hope to see you there!
hi leon! first i wanted to tell you i love your writing. i was wondering if i request a prompt? female reader/nero getting frisky after a wild night? if it’s too much that’s no problem! thanks either way!!!
Hey, anon! Thank you for your request. I wanted you to know that it’s live. I enjoyed writing it and I hope it’s what you were looking for.
I appreciate you and thanks for reading!
Anonymous asked: hi leon! first i wanted to tell you i love your writing. i was wondering if i request a prompt? female reader/nero getting frisky after a wild night? if it’s too much that’s no problem! thanks either way!!!
Round 2 with Nero x F!Reader
> VERY NSFW !
The maroon sweatshirt you’ve commandeered––borrowed, you insist––passes your fingertips and ends at your thighs, barely concealing the lacy black panties you have on beneath. Your hair is haphazard in a halo of loose, frizzy strands and as you shuffle into the kitchen, you think perhaps you could do with a shower.
Well, maybe after a tall glass of iced coffee to shock the system.
Your mission is interrupted with your fingers wrapped around the handle.
“You look so good.”
His hungry words are alight beneath your skin and you can’t help but smile while his warm arms encircle your waist. Nero’s natural heat envelops you and as you lean back against his bare chest, he dips his nose into your neck. You exhale a contented sigh. Your palms rest over the backs of his hands, chin tipped back to lean your cheek on his temple while you ghost your fingers over his skin. You trace his veins like ravines that split over the arches and divots between bone and tendon, lost in the feeling of his kisses to your throat.
“I was gonna have coffee,” you murmur, but your protest is weak on your tongue as you hum alongside the pleasant heat in your spine.
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Anonymous asked: hi leon! first i wanted to tell you i love your writing. i was wondering if i request a prompt? female reader/nero getting frisky after a wild night? if it’s too much that’s no problem! thanks either way!!!
Round 2 with Nero x F!Reader
> VERY NSFW
The maroon sweatshirt you’ve commandeered––borrowed, you insist––passes your fingertips and ends at your thighs, barely concealing the lacy black panties you have on beneath. Your hair is haphazard in a halo of loose, frizzy strands and as you shuffle into the kitchen, you think perhaps you could do with a shower.
Well, maybe after a tall glass of iced coffee to shock the system.
Your mission is interrupted with your fingers wrapped around the handle.
“You look so good.”
His hungry words alight beneath your skin and you can’t help but smile while his warm arms encircle your waist. Nero’s natural heat envelops you and as you lean back against his bare chest, he dips his nose into your neck. You exhale a contented sigh. Your palms rest over the backs of his hands, chin tipped back to lean your cheek on his temple while you ghost your fingers over his skin. You trace his veins like ravines that split over the arches and divots between bone and tendon, lost in the feeling of his kisses to your throat.
“I was gonna have coffee,” you murmur, but your protest is weak on your tongue as you hum alongside the pleasant heat in your spine.
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I regret not making this a separate account instead of a side blog. I wanted to warn everyone that I’m probably going to remake, then link it here so that I can actually interact with you all in a more curated way.
Sorry about the inconvenience. I’ll let you all know when this happens. 🤍
19 hours. I'm proud of myself. And... Merry Christmas everyone!
Hi Leon! I love how you write the dmc boys and the way you pick your descriptions! Your flow is real good! If it’s not too much to ask I was wondering what your process is for getting good at keeping the characters ic and word choice? I want to be a better writer and you inspire me! Thank you for sharing your work with us!
Hey, friend!
First of all, this is unbelievably sweet of you to tell me. I think hearing that you’ve inspired someone is one of the most incredible feelings as an artist of any kind, writing 100% included. It’s the sort of compliment you dream about, you know? I seriously can’t get over this. It’s humbling. So, thank you for sharing that with me. I’m elated.
To answer your question: I study people and focus on that first and foremost.
For me, I have an idea and I have to imagine it with as much clarity as I can. This means, sometimes, a little acting. I think of it like how a traditional artist might use a physical reference? I need visualization in order to achieve any level of coherency. I watch the way that the characters move, and expressions/body language they’re prone to using.
I also need to hear a character; I need a voice that I can conjure. When I say that, I mean an actual, tangible voice. I have to hear the actor (or in this case voice actor) and get to know their method of speaking. Their accent, their cadence, their musicality and word choices... Like memorizing a song, almost. When I’m writing dialogue, I imagine what it would sound like spoken by the VA and make edits based on what I can hear and what seems the most accurate.
The process of writing itself is where it gets a little ehhh. I free-flow. I write whatever comes to mind and edit as I go. I let the characters take over, which can sometimes mean that things go a bit differently than I initially planned, but I’d rather feel like I’ve been true to the character than make my own point. And in the same way I have to hear a character’s voice, I have to hear my writing, too. I’ll read it aloud - quietly, to myself, because it’s embawassing uwu - and listen to it as if it’s a poem. How does it sound? Are there too many words in one sentence next to another? Does another adjective make the sentence too dense or does it draw attention?
Then I go back to the top and read it again. And again. I keep editing and shifting things around, sometimes cutting out entire scenes that feel unnecessary or like they’re not going anywhere. Then I read it again.
That’s my process.
TLDR: I put emphasis on the human condition. What motivates people and why? Who are they on a deeper level? Can I give a full dissertation on the character as a person? I observe and mimic. And, most importantly, I read. Everything. I can’t say that enough. In order to break rules - and I LOVE to break rules - I need to know what those rules are. Give me my parameters so I can brace myself against them and push.
That said, I’m no expert, so take what I say with a grain of salt. Do what makes you sense to you because at the end of the day, this should be a source of joy. Have fun! Seriously.
I hope this incredibly long and ridiculous response answers your question.
Thank you again, and thanks for reading!
full offense I just LOVE the way you write Vergil, I feel like out of all the hcs and meta I've read about him, you have him down to a T... I'm really glad I stumbled across your work, keep it up!
Hey, thank you so much! This ask gave me the best sort of whiplash. I’m honored and I appreciate your words. 🤍
Always happy to do that beautiful, dramatic, complicated man some well-deserved justice!
Also seriously considering commissioning an artist or two for a Reader / Nero pic. Will look into this more when I get a little further in my fic, but I would love to see Cam outside of my head one day. 🤍
Pictures Nero has sent to reader:
His friendship has meant more to you than you can imagine putting into words with any level of grace. Nero, you've found, makes a priceless companion. His battle skills are impressive - he can take down a hoard of demons without breaking a sweat, even going so far as to taunt them with a tip of his chin and a pointed, challenging smile. More than that, he makes you laugh. He checks in on you when you haven't spoken in a couple of days, texts you pictures from the internet that he thinks might lift your spirits, and today has decided after a grueling fight with impossible-to-track imps, he doesn't want to hear that you're eating boxed macaroni and cheese for dinner again.
Covered in demon grime, the two of you must have been a sight in the grocery store. The young girl at the register wouldn't even make eye contact with you when you'd chirped your pleasant have a nice day with an extra spoonful of sugar.
Draft 1.5 of NGHYB 3 and let me just say Nero sends so many fuckin memes.
Man, Dante was so positive Nero wasn’t his son.
Dante: Coochie? [kicks back a whole ass can of beer] I haven’t heard that name in years.
Anonymous asked: Hello there! I have a request that I was hoping you could do? I’d be so thrilled if you could write, like… a little drabble or ficlet or something with some Dadgil/Reader content? Maybe little Nero has a bad dream and Dadgil steps up to try and comfort him. I hope this isn’t too much of a request! Thank you so much for your writing and I hope you’re having a pleasant day~
Scenario: (Dad)gil / GN!Reader
> SFW
The creak of the bedroom door alerts you both of a tiny intruder who pads his way through the shadows on the very balls of his feet. His outline, no more than half of the height of the door, is shrouded as you attempt to adjust to the night, but you can see how slowly, how carefully he shuts the door behind himself in an effort to be polite.
(His father’s always said to never leave doors open once you enter or exit and Nero tries to be a good boy. You can’t help but smile your affection even as you muddle through your exhaustion.)
You watch Vergil sit up. In your periphery, you see Nero freeze in place. Caught. You’re certain his cherub cheeks must be blossoming pink. How wide his eyes must be?
“Nero,” Vergil says, and you can hear the baritone gravel of sleep in his tone. “Why have you come?”
There’s a pause. Nero’s hands lower to his sides, shoulders hunching in self-protective guilt before he whispers across the stretch of darkness an earnest reply. “I had a bad dream.”
Empathy takes ahold of your heart and you react before Vergil does. Throwing back the quilt, you wave Nero over with honey-sweet understanding. “C’mere, sweetheart,” you say, your hand extended through the darkness.
And his excitement is immediate. Nero’s posture loosens as he climbs into the bed, crawling inelegantly over your legs to plop himself between you and his father. He’s squirming to get comfortable, rocking from side to side, wiggling his shoulders, and you bite back a charmed giggle.
You find him endearing.
“Wanna tell us about it?” you ask then, rolling onto your side as you reach out to brush your fingers through his snowy bangs. Nero melts beneath the solace; sinks further as if to bury himself in the bedsprings. “Maybe we can help, hm?”
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