Devil Breakers

| nero of capcom's devil may cry franchise, featuring an oc | sideblog to yamato-wielder | under construction | loved by vex |

[diabolus-ruptor]

“I’m not as strong as he is, but I’m the brains of this operation.” 

| indie devil may cry oc - twin of nero | loved by vex | 

[diabolus-ruptor]

Guest Muse

Name: Bianca Sparda

Age: 24

Height: 5′5″

Weight: 140lbs

Hair color: White

Eye color: Blue

Biography: The two orphaned, infant twins with the white hair were complete opposites - the girl was quiet and calm, the boy fussy and loud. They were named for this: Nero, for his “black” mood, and Bianca, for being his opposite. The younger, more shy twin of Nero was always more interested in reading classical fairy tales than defending herself from the various bullies that dogged her and her brother for years. 

Between being raised in the conservative city of Fortuna and always being lost in a fairy tale, along with being an orphan, Bianca always dreamed of a knight in shining armor coming to save her - the desire of someone who wanted her for who she was never left her. She’s also a bit of a hopeless romantic, always a fan of any kind of love - she’s the biggest fan of Nero and Kyrie. 

When Nero and Bianca were brought into the home of Credo and Kyrie, Nero was allowed to train with the Order, and Bianca spent more and more time at the library. Her obsession with fairy tales turned into something darker, and Bianca began to do more and more reading about the occult - princes turned into demons, and knights in shining armor became minions of hell. It inspired her to want to study occultism and demonology after graduating from high school. 

During the events of Devil May Cry 4, Bianca was home on a break from school when the demons attacked. Helpless and scared, she could only watch as Credo died, and then as Kyrie was taken and Nero trying to save her. She watched Dante fight the statue of the Savior, and realized she needed to do something. After everyone was at home, safe, she reached out to Dante, and asked - begged - him to help train her at even the most basic of self-defense. 

Between taking pizza to Dante in exchange for self-defense lessons on the weekends, and studying demonology and occultism during the week, and then combing the archaic and abandoned libraries in Fortuna on holidays, things were busy for her. That’s when she came across a book of ancient rituals that allowed mortals to summon and create a contract with a demonic creature. After months of preparation for that spell, gathering countless expensive and rare ingredients, Bianca summoned Tiamat, a small and skittish dragon. In the realization that she’d succeeded, Bianca smeared the circle that held the dragon, allowing it to disappear. It was back to square one. 

At the time of Devil May Cry 5, Bianca was visiting Nero and Kyrie on vacation, as well as digging through some of the Order’s archives, hoping to find anything that might help her summon Tiamat again. That’s when she met V. There was something about the man that immediately caught her attention - his weakness in comparison to those around him, his compassionate nature towards her, as well as the fact that he was able to summon and use demons to fight. 

Too shy and too scared to ask the questions she wanted to, Bianca sat in the back of Nico’s van, sketching out the various occult symbols she would need in order to summon Tiamat again. By the time she’d gotten up the courage to talk to V, Urizen had already been defeated and V had already rejoined with him to become Vergil. 

Devastated, Bianca threw herself back into her studies, refusing to acknowledge the man who hurt her brother and left him for dead as their father. She continues to avoid Vergil at any and costs, hiding behind Dante and Nero when she can. She refuses to speak to him, mostly out of spite, but also out of fear. At his weakest, Vergil took Nero’s arm - Nero, who is much stronger than she is, meaning that he could utterly destroy her and there wouldn’t be anything she could do about it. 

[angstmemes]

injury/illness sentence starters

“It’s alright, the cut isn’t that deep.” “I think I heard a snap, are you okay?” “Can you still wiggle your toes?” “Wow are you okay?! You fell really hard.” “What happened to your face?!” “That looks like a nasty burn, did you have it looked at?” “Hello? Can you hear me? You hit your head really badly and you were out for a moment…” “Don’t worry, the ambulance is on it’s way, you fell down the stairs and hit your head. You’ll be alright.” “I don’t think bones are supposed to stick out like that.” “I can’t see. I can’t see!” “No, I’m certain that’s infected.” “You should be more careful! This is the third time you’ve sprained something this week.” “That’s a lot of blood for a small cut…” “Oh my god! Are you okay?!” “I know it hurts, but it’s going to be okay. You’re not alone.” “You’re in the hospital. You had an accident.” “I’ve been having weird cramps all day.” “I think I’m going to faint.” “My sight is going all fuzzy… what does that mean?” “Shit! I just hurt my back. Can you help me?” “I think I’m going to be sick.” “I’m never wearing these heels again. Thank god it’s just a sprain, but… I’ll break them next, I swear.” “I can’t keep anything in right now. Everything I eat comes back out.” “I came as soon as you called. How are you feeling?” “How long have you been throwing up?” “Why do you keep rubbing your eyes? Is something wrong?” “I just sneezed and hit myself in the face with my knee.” “Didn’t the doctor say you needed rest? Because I don’t call this rest.” “Do you want to end up in the hospital again?!” “Was it something you ate?” “Is it an allergy? Do I need to call an ambulance?” “My skin is burning…” “I can’t do this anymore, this hurts too much, I’m going to scream.” “You look really pale… I’ll get you some water, alright?” “Don’t move, your neck might be broken. Just lie still until the ambulance gets here, okay?” “Never thought I’d be visiting a stranger in the hospital, but I guess that doesn’t count for strangers I hit with my car.”

[angstmemes]

My muse is completely intoxicated. Send me questions and my muse will answer them drunkenly.

[elcison-blog]

because   we   know   i’m   all   types   of   lazy   here’s   a   shitty   attempt   at   a   promo   !   like   or   /   &   reboob   if   you   want   to   interact   with   my    girl   ,   canon   divergent   kyrie   from   DMC4   !

[devilmaycamera]

[angstmemes]

lonely sentence starters

“Long time no see! How’re you holding up?” “You clearly weren’t expecting me.” “I came here to help you, but if you’d rather I hadn’t, I will leave you alone again.” “I thought I’d just stop by and see how you were doing… It’s been a while.” “You’ve been quiet lately.” “How are you? Honestly. Don’t give me the usual crap.” “Why’re you sitting here all by yourself?” “This is supposed to be a party. You are supposed to dance, not sulk.” “Has nobody come to see you?” “Do you want me to leave?” “When’s the last time you went outside?” “Do you even want to see anyone?” “You seem lonely…” “Don’t you have any friends?” “I don’t mind keeping you company.” “Do you really have this place all to yourself?” “Maybe if you tried being nice every once in a while you would actually have people who cared about you.” “I’d visit you more often if I had the time…” “I am your friend. You’ve got me.” “Are you lonely?” ———- “I just want to be left alone.” “I’ve been so alone.” “You’re the first person to visit me in ages.” “I wish you’d visit more often.” “I’m just so sick of being alone all the time.” “No, of course I’m not lonely.”

[angstmemes]

nightmare starters part 2

for part 1 click here!

“Will you please tell me what they’re about?! How do you expect me to help if you don’t tell me?!” “You should go and see someone about those nightmares. They’re only getting worse, aren’t they?” “Can we sleep with the lights on?” “I haven’t slept peacefully in weeks.” “I can’t tell you my nightmare this time… It’s too bad, I don’t want to have to say it out loud.” “Can I sleep in your room? I don’t think I’ll be able to fall asleep in my own bed.” “I’m sorry for waking you… I had a really bad nightmare.” “I can’t stop thinking about that weird dream I had weeks ago. It’s like it’s haunting me.” “You look exhausted. Bad night?” “Calm down, calm down. It was just a dream. It’s over now.” “You’re overreacting. Everyone has bad dreams sometimes. No need to get all weird about it.” “Are you still thinking about that nightmare? I’m sure it didn’t mean anything, okay? We’re not in a horror movie.” “You should go to the doctor. These nightmares are making you miss sleep and you’re always exhausted. Get help.” “How about you come and sleep in my bed? I’ll watch over you while you fall asleep, I promise.” “I think I’d feel less tired if I didn’t sleep at all anymore. These nightmares are killing me.” “I thought you didn’t get them anymore.” “I guess it was a bad idea to watch a horror movie before bed…” “When will you finally tell me what they’re about?” “Wow, you look exhausted. Did you sleep at all last night?” “Oh my god, that was horrible… that was so horrible…” “How about you sleep in my bed for the coming days? It can be like a sleepover. I’m sure you’ll feel good enough and the nightmares will stay away!” “I can’t breathe! It was real, it was!” “Have you tried writing them down? They might go away if you do…” “Have you any idea how worried I am? Please tell me what’s up with you or I can’t help! You look exhausted!” “Please leave the light on.” “Have you any idea what’s causing these nightmares?” “I don’t think you understand how exhausting it is to not have had a good night’s rest in weeks.”

[rpmemesource]

angsty sentence starters.

’ I never really loved you. ’

’ You mean/meant nothing to me. ’

’ You were never my first choice. ’

’ I don’t love you. ’

’ I never want to sed your face again. ’

’ Just leave me alone! ’

’ You’re not welcome here anymore. ’

’ How am I supposed to trust you ever again? ’

’ Please, let me explain! ’

’ Are you really picking them over me? ’

’ Please don’t go. ’

’ You broke my heart. ’

’ There’s nothing left for me here. ’

’ Was it all a lie? ’

’ Why can’t you just tell me the truth? ’

’ I never thought it would end like this. ’

’ We could’ve had it all. ’

’ Us? There is no more us. ’

’ You weren’t worth my time. ’

’ I will never forgive you for what you did. ’

’ There’s no way we’re coming back from this. ’

’ So that’s it? That’s all you’ve got? ’

’ This wasn’t supposed to happen. ’

’ This is all your fault! ’

’ What do you mean, this is my fault? ’

[diabolus-ruptor]

Headcanon

Nero brings home a bouquet of six red and six blue roses for Kyrie at any and every opportunity. There's only one florist in Fortuna who dyes the roses blue, and that florist will always have Nero's business.

If he can't get roses, he'll settle for lilies or even a flower crown.

Long story short? Nero buys Kyrie lots of flowers.

[vendetta06]

martyr

[keephe-a]

THERE’S      COMFORT      WITHIN      THE       PRESENCE      OF      ANOTHER      /      TENSION      MELTS   ;   mirroring   the   other’s   expression   while   kicking   his   feet   up   on   the   club’s   table.   though   the   music   thumped   in   his   ear   as   if   a   heart   rested   on   his   shoulder,   the   nephilim   could   hear   nero   clearly   as   clear   as   the   smell   of   saline   breaking   the   air.   oh   does   he   love   being   right.      ❝     look   who   grew   a   pair.         ❞      spoken   into   a   bottle   originating   from   his   side   &   once   the   last   word   was   spoken   raven   locks   cascaded   down   the   expanse   of   his   back   &   neck   bared.   within   a   few   moments   the   contents   of   the   tequila   bottle   is   depleted,   tossed   &   then   he   begins   to   uncap   the   next   one   after   a   lick   of   the   lips;   unfazed.      ❝     come   on   then,   show   us   what   you   got   or   are   you   going   to   take   it   lying   down?        ❞      perhaps   this   is   cruel   as   dante   very   much   knows   with   his   body   that   he   could   last   the   entire   night   without   break   but   what’s   a   night   without   putting   someone   in   their   place?      ❝     just   for   a   warning,   puke   on   my   boots   &   i’m   going   to   put   them   up   your   ass.      ❞ 

[diabolus-ruptor]

Grimacing and narrowing his eyes, Nero reached for the bottle again, the liquor in his veins giving his ego a boost. He uncapped it again and sloppily drank down a few more mouthfuls, a bit dripping out the side of his mouth and down his neck. He swallowed, hard, and coughed for a moment.

"I... I'm not gonna take anythin' layin' down," Nero ground out, before taking the bottle and swallowing down a few more mouthfuls. It burned, and he knew this wasn't a good idea, but damn, it felt good. He was warm and relaxing into the couch - and that ended when he saw how much liquor was still in the bottle. He had a long way to go...

"Fuckin' shit," Nero grumbled, blushing with embarrassment. "I... This - Dante, why did I let you talk me into this?"

[diabolus-ruptor]

paws at

Nero blinked slowly, groaning. His eyes focused on the figure above him. "Dante? Wh - why are you waking me up? What's goin' on?"

He yawned and stretched, blinking owlishly before he shot up in bed, eyes wide. "Did somethin' happen? Is Mom okay? Is it the demons again?"

[siickangel]

[vladsnow88]

Dante & Nero, Devil May Cry 5

Dante treats Nero like he’s his son. Yeah Dante daddy.

[diabolus-ruptor]

@keephe

The club wasn’t really Nero’s style - it had been Dante’s idea, though, and Nero knew that Dante was all about having a good time. They both needed to relax a bit, and if this was how Dante wanted to do it, then Nero was content to follow along, for now. 

It was all fine... Until Dante called him a lightweight. 

“I’ll show you lightweight,” Nero snapped, reaching for an untouched bottle of whiskey on the table. He really was a lightweight, and this wasn’t the place to get utterly smashed, but his ego demanded that he do something in response to Dante’s insult. 

He opened the bottle and drank several healthy mouthfuls, eyes watering at the burning in his throat. With a smirk, he set the bottle back down on the table and looked to Dante. He was already feeling warm - this was not a good sign. 

“Your turn,” Nero sneered, leaning back in his chair and kicking his feet up on the table. “Unless you want to lose to a lightweight.” 

[kyarymell]

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