howdyy ya’ll— guess who’s trying to write for a new fandom?? me :) i’ve decided to try something new (n i’ve been dying to test out some fluff dmc works) and i will juggle these with my far cry works too!!
pls forgive how these turned out, i’m still getting a feel for every character and i wanna do em justice but that takes practice and i’m sure these hc’s/tropes have been done before but for now pls enjoy <3
Dante
Dante is known for his late night’s spent working after weeks of neglected paper work, however he’s got a bad habit of being disorganised— hence the whole predicament of needing to work late.
You wander over to his desk to find him snoring softly with a pile of paperwork as his pillow and whiskey bottles resting beside his head. With each snore, his hair ruffles on the exhale and you can’t help but smile softly as his nose scrunches adorably.
His back will be sorry tomorrow if you left him there, and so with gentle hands on his shoulders, you litter soft kisses along his neck until he stirs.
“Hey there sleepyhead, come to bed with me.. unless you plan to sleep there all night.”
In his groggy state, Dante is relatively easy to nudge in the direction of the bedroom. He only manages to slip on one set of stairs before he’s collapsing face first into the bed.
Dante sleeps with his head tucked into your chest, his hair tickling your collarbone before promptly passing out once more and snoring in your ear all night.
Vergil
Vergil loves his peace and quiet, especially after returning back from Hell. He’s comforted by the silence and he feels most comfortable curled up on the worn in couch with a book in his hand and your head in his lap.
He doesn’t say much beyond the slight grumble or hum from a particular interesting fact in one of his many books of demon lore. You can tell instantly when he’s fallen asleep by the lack of turning pages, looking down to see a sleepy Vergil with the book on his chest.
Running your hand through his pristine hair, you carefully bend down and place a gentle kiss onto the bridge of his nose as you slowly wake him with caution.
“Vergil— Darling, let’s go lie down properly.”
It’s a known fact Vergil prefers naps and sporadic periods of sleep over anything remotely close to a good eight hours but if anyone could convince him, it’d be you. With your hand in his, the two of you wander into his bedroom before climbing under the covers.
Of course, he faces away from you— trying to maintain some semblance of stoicism but you’re having none of that as you move over and spoon him. You hold his hands in front of his chest, squeezing softly until you finally hear his breathing even out and he relaxes into you.
Nero
Nero is more than exhausted after taking on extra jobs with Dante. He arrives home with tense shoulders and little energy as he claims the closest surface as his new sleeping cove.
You find him curled up on the couch, The Red Queen resting against the armrest and his jacket still on as he snores softly. One boot has been kicked off as well as his gloves and you watch as his face relaxes the deeper he nods off.
You figure he should at least remove his outer clothes to get a proper (and well deserved) nights sleep. Placing kisses on his cheeks, you take a knee by the couch to pull off his boot and get him comfortable.
“Those demons must have done a number on you Love, help me with your jacket and then we can go lie down.”
Nero doesn’t let you get further than placing his boot next to its partner before you’re pulled onto the couch with him and tucked securely in his arms.
His arms are wrapped around you in a bear hug, but it keeps both of you feeling warm and cozy— the perfect conditions for falling asleep.
Nico
Nico’s inspiration for her craft can often hit her at random points in the day and it’s only late at night after she’s been tinkering and designing prosthetics do you find her fast asleep at her workbench.
Today is no different as you wander over to her, noting how her glasses are skewed as they rest on her arms and the very prominent welding tool still in her hands.
You’re quick to remove the tool from her hand, thanking whoever’s out there that she didn’t lose an arm whilst falling asleep welding. Her fingers are rough from her work and you take a moment to pepper kisses along each of them before waking her slowly.
“Morning sweetheart, you’re looking very cozy there— but I think the bed will be much better.”
You do your best to half carry-half drag Nico to your bedroom where you both rug up under the blankets and snuggle together.
The two of you sleep with your noses bumping and your legs tangled together under the duvet. Nico’s hair brushes your cheeks, strewn about the pillow and you can’t help but admire how beautiful she looks in that moment.
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Hi I told you Id be here sweetheart.! Since I recently finished Cowboy Rule Leon... 😘
How about it's your turn to have a take at it with Dante. Since again we both love Wacky WooHoo Pizza Man. I'd love to see how it would be if it were him! Much love to you❤
oh you have no idea how excited i am to write this vi thank u so much for putting this idea in my head 👁 ilysm
also i am so sorry for how messy this is im still not doing the greatest so its not proof read but i knew i had 2 write this as soon as i got it bc i love this idea so much
sexual content PLEASE be 18+ to proceed
fem!reader for this one!
Dante and the cowboy hat rule
“everyone knows that if a cowboy puts his hat on you, he’s claiming you as his”
The noise of the rodeo carried for miles. the loud music, the yelling and screaming of the fans, and the huffs and puffs of the animals were pretty much all you could hear as you strolled through the crowd, eager to find your seat. the yearly rodeo had finally come to your small town and to say it was packed was an understatement, people came from miles around for this event and you were among them.
finally, after searching for what felt like forever, you notice an empty seat on the other side of the arena and make your way towards it, praying that nobody gets to it before you do. nudging your way through the crowd, you finally make it to your seat, letting out a sigh of relief as you go to sit down, exhausted from all the walking around you had done today already.
“‘scuse me darlin’, but it looks to me like this seat is taken.” came a deep voice from behind you, causing you to let out a small yelp and whip around, coming to face to chest with a tall cowboy clad completely in red, down to the hat that adorned his white hair. a playful smirk played on his handsome features as he stared down at you with piercing silvery eyes. you couldn’t help but stumble over your words as you spoke,”oh! i- i’m super sorry i didnt know it was yours.” your face had quickly became flushed with embarrassment as you noticed the “Reserved” sign on the seat you had set your sights on.
a rumbling chuckle came from the man in front you before he gently took hold of your hand and smiled “s’alright darlin, here how ‘bout this-“ he leaned down, just enough for his lips to be able to brush against your ear as he spoke, causing a flurry of butterflies to erupt in your stomach, “you can sit here too, but we’re gonna have to share.”
you didnt understand what he meant at first, until he pulled back from you and you could see the mischievous glint in his eye. he wanted you to sit on his lap. clutching your hand over your chest, you stared up at him in shock before you began to weigh your options, this was the only spot to sit available, even the ground was littered with people perched on blankets and towels they had brought to shield their clothes from the arena dirt. but were you really willing to sit on a strangers lap just so you didn’t have to stand for a few hours?
i mean… he is really cute.
and your legs hurt like a bitch from walking.
fuck it.
you straighten your posture before nodding meekly, “I think you got yourself a deal, cowboy.” you murmur, gesturing for him to take a seat on the empty chair.
the smug look on his face never leaves as he plops himself down on the chair, patting his thigh for you to sit down.
you shyly turn around and sit yourself on his thigh, sitting up straight and stiff like a twig before his arms wrap around your middle and tug your back to his chest. you shiver as you feel his stubble brush against your neck as he buries his face in your neck to plant a kiss there. suddenly, you feel a weight on top of your head that wasn’t there before. reaching up, your fingers brush the fine suede of his hat on top of your head and your face grows even redder. you know what that means.
“how ‘bout you and me get outta here and I can give you a one on one lesson on ridin’ bareback?” you shudder as his words hit the shell of your ear, you had never had someone be so forward with you before and it turned you on to no end.
you simply nod before standing and letting him lead you to his truck, laughing as he fumbled for the keys to unlock the old square bodys’ doors. “someone’s in a rush” you giggle and he simply smirks before opening your door for you and gesturing for you to get in.
the whole ride to his place is filled with chaste touches and reminders to keep his eyes on the road, but the minute he gets you out of the truck and into his front door, his hands are all over you, trailing every curve with his fingertips.
“the minute i saw you i knew i had to have you” he groaned into your neck, where his face was currently buried leaving little kisses and bites on the soft skin. you could only whine as he dug his canines into your skin to leave angry red ridges on the side of your neck. he gently guided you towards the couch before nudging your knees to make you fall back over the arm of it, his red hat tumbling off your head and onto the floor next to the couch.
your legs spread almost on instinct to let him crawl between them, letting him cage you in underneath him as he dug his hands under your shirt. “you gonna be good for me, angel?” you almost didnt catch it, he said it so softly. it made your heart race and all the butterflies in your stomach race down below. “mm-hm i promise-“ you paused, realizing you didnt even know this mans name yet you were letting him ravish you like this. he noticed your pause and smiled, more than happy to fill kn the blank for you, “Dante, but you can call me anytime” he sent you a stupid wink before going back to work on sliding your shirt up your body. you groaned at his stupid line and gently slapped his chest with a giggle.
“and you are, my darlin?” he asks, his hands gliding up over your chest making you suck in a rush of air between your teeth. “it’s y/n-“ your interrupted by his lips meeting your own, the heat coming off his body is almost suffocating at this point as your lips meld with his. “a beautiful name for a beautiful cowgirl” he nips at your bottom lip harshly, “my cowgirl”
soft touches quickly turn to rough, needy pawing as he tugs your shirt off up over your head, exposing your upper body in its entirety to him. his eyes seem to darken as he racks them over your body. perfect. so fucking perfect. and all his. hungrily, he runs his tongue up from the bottom of your belly all the way up to your jawline, breaking from you only to free himself of his own shirt and undo his belt, the buckle rattling loudly with the movements of his body. “now, you ready to ride ‘im, cowgirl?”
you’re only able to nod as his fingers grip the edges of you pants zipper, pulling it down hastily with a loud Zip. within seconds, your pants are on the floor somewhere and the only thing between you and him was your underwear. a throaty groan pulls from him as he takes in your figure, his eyelids heavy with lust. you make the next move, unable to wait any longer for him to do something.
quickly you sit up, grasping his shoulders to pull him down to you, smashing your lips into his own as one of your hands trails down his torso, the silvery hairs of his happy trail tickling the tips of your fingers, until its stopped by the edge of his boxers. you break from his lips only to glance at him for permission to which he eagerly gives you, thrusting his crotch towards your hand.
you slip your hand down into the fabric of his boxers and gently tease him with the tips of your fingers before pulling his length fully out the front of his jeans. holy fuck. he was huge. biting your lip, you struggled to wrap your hand fully around the girth of him. how the fuck was he going to fit? noticing your concern, Dante leaned back, hooking his fingers on the side of your underwear, pulling it to the side to expose your wet heat to him. you brought your hands up to cover your face, immediately becoming shy at the realization of how exposed you were to him. he didnt like that.
with a sharp slap to your cunt, he all but growled, “nuh-uh. eyes on me or you aint gettin’ nothin, beautiful.”
whimpering, you pull your arms from your face, a deep blush creeping onto your features instead. a cheeky smirk crosses his fcae before he praises you gently, “atta’ girl”. again, his hands are on you, one on your hip holding you in place while the other teases your entrance. you buck and writhe beneath him, “please Dante- can’t wait”.
quirking a brow, he looks up at you, his confident facade dropping for a second to switch to one of concern,”are you sure, sweet stuff? i don’t wanna hurt’cha..” you nod your head desperately, “please Dante, please, I can take you” with one more look from him he nods, adjusting himself on top of you so he could line himself up with your hole. he takes himself in his hand and strokes himself a few times before glancing back up at you. your chest heaving causing your breasts to bounce slightly, your lips kiss swollen and shiny, and your hair all tousled and messy made his heart jump. god you were beautiful. he really hit the jackpot with this you.
without another word he was inching himself into you, stretching you more than you had ever been before. you mewl and whine, clawing your fingers down his chest at how full you felt. “eeeasy darlin’, you’re takin’ it so good for me” something about the way he said it made you clench down on him, making him lash out and grab hold of the top of the couch to steady himself, his nails digging into the old leather.
“you do that again an’ i dont know if i’m gonna be able to stop myself” another tight squeeze to his dick made him see red, the hand that was squeezing the couch now found place on your neck, squeezing tightly as he picked up his pace. a yelp immediately died in your throat as his grip tightened, his face coming down to meet your own only so he could watch your fucked out expression begin to form.
the pleasure began to build in the pool of your tummy, you swore you could feel the tip of his dick brushing your cervix as his pace picked up again. his thrusts began to shake the couch, and by the way his brow pulled together you could only assume he was close. “Da-ante, fuck!-“ you squeeze your eyes shut as the building pressure in your tummy seemed to explode, making you see white as your body writhed and twitched underneath him.
he watched you closely, revelling in his ability to make you feel so good before mercilessly continuing his brutal pace, only now he removed his hand from your throat so you could breathe. sputtering, you tried to ground yourself, your arms flying out to take hold of the cushions beneath you as he fucked you but to no avail, his animalistic thrusts made your mind go fuzzy and it was all you do to go limp beneath him, letting him use your body to reach his high.
a choked moan tumbles from his lips as his hips crack once more into your own, his teeth find your pulse point and bite down hard as he empties his balls in you. “holy fu-uck darlin’ so good- so fucking good” his voice was gruff and low as he buried his face in the crook of your neck, resting all of his body weight on top of you as the exhaustion caught up to hi, refusing to pull out just yet.
he drug his hands up the sides of your body gently, soothing the burning skin with his palms. “you okay..?” his voice is timid and quiet, nothing like the commanding tone it once held before. “i wasnt too rough was i, angel?” you shake your head softly, reaching up to comb your fingers through his hair, “mm- you were perfect, cowboy. that was the ride of my fuckin’ life. we gotta do that again sometime..” Dante laughs into the side of your neck before nuzzling his nose into the nape of your hair and closing his eyes, “mmhm i couldnt agree more, cowgirl” before letting himself fall asleep, he snakes one of his arms out from beside him and reaches down beside the couch to retrieve his hat, placing it back on your head and leaving a sweet peck on your cheek.
Hello hello! If you're still open for requests for V, I was wondering if you could make a short v x reader story bout them sitting on the roof of Nikos van, just talking poetry, philosophical stuff and reader gets existential and deep maybe? Just an idea that I have had for a drawing, and something I'd love to read!
i sure can try!! im sorry this was a little short, i tried my best!
Star Shopping
“V…do you ever get kinda.. i dunno- scared about all this?” your voice cuts through the breezy summers night, a gesture of your hand sprawling vaguely across the area where you sat and up towards the night sky, bustling with stars and constellations. your voice catches V’s attention from the words written in his book and draws his gaze to you. he quirks a bushy eyebrow and hums, “whatever do you mean, my darling?” a long pause meets his words as you stare off into the night sky before shrugging. “..this? being here. alive, i mean. doesn’t it terrify you too?”
a lengthy pause filled the air once again, the only sound to be heard was the neon sign on the side of the van you two were perched on as he stares at you, green eyes squinted in semi-concern. “love, what on Earth has you thinking like this all of the sudden??” his hands come up to hold yours in his warm palms, his thumbs dragging gently across your knuckles. “im just,, i dunno. i’ve been thinking a lot lately about everything. how vast this existence really is. ive kind of been drowning in all the thoughts of it and wanted to lay some of them onto you to maybe see if you could help me out with some of it?” your eyes meet his, hopeful sparks shimmering in your irises at the possibility of him having answers to your many questions.
his gaze seems to become lost for a moment, the gears clearly turning in his head as he takes in what you’ve said. “my darling,-“ a somber smile appears on his lips as he shakes his head, ”i’m afraid even I don’t have the answers that you seek, but i do share your curiosity, i can assure you. however, this universes many mysteries were never meant to have answers.” another pause greets you as the poet takes a moment to collect his words. “we humans are very curious creatures by nature, it is in our blood to wonder, to solve. but some things can never be known. and that’s okay. i believe life would be quite boring if we had all the answers that we so desperately thought that we wanted.”
you let his words sit in the night air for a while, letting your thoughts consume you as V resumes his reading, although he still had one hand entwined with yours. finally he spoke up again, “and just between you and me, i dont find any of this scary as long as i have you by my side. nothing in this universe or the next could shake me as long as i have you.” he brings your hand up to his lips and brushes his lips across your knuckles before sighing contently. you can’t help but crack a small smile too, as scary as this all may be you knew you’d be alright with him by your side.
First date headcanons for Vergil since he wasn't in the original post? I just want some love and hapiness for my boy!
for sure!! im super sorry i didnt include him in the first post, i just had no idea how to write him😭
First Date HC’s with Vergil
he’s s o shy when it comes to asking you out. ever since he first met you he’s been stupid in love with you but he’s emotionally constipated so dude has absolutely zero game when it comes to this stuff
will probably have to hype himself up for WEEKS before even suggesting the idea of you two “hanging out” together, he REFUSES to call it a date
his idea of “hanging out” is taking u to the nicest restaurant he could find and dressing up in his nicest suit🧍he told u it was just “a casual meeting between acquaintances with mutual interests”
“vergil u said dress casual i literally wore sweatpants”
“and you look good in them. why? did someone say something to you?? if they did i swear to g-“
“VERGIL CHILL UR GONNA TRIGGER-”
he’s such a sweetie but honest to god he’s more of a himbo than Dante. by the end of the date he still refuses to call it a date even after attempting to fight for your (and ur sweatpants) honour in the middle of the only 5 star restaurant in Red Grave
bro has negative rizz leave him alone his mom died cut him some slack
he’ll still be a gentleman and drive you home afterwards, make sure you’re all tucked in and safe at home by the nights end.
if you want a kiss or even so much as a hug youre gonna have to make the first move. when he tried to hold your hand in the restaurant he froze up when you noticed what he was doing and then acted like he was disgusted by the sweat on your palms (bro is allergic to any kid of game)
“verg? what are you doin-“
“WHAT UH- go wash your hands they’re filthy”
be prepared, if u do try to kiss him it’ll be like kissing a brick wall. dude will tense up like you just kicked him in the balls. his face is gonna go beet red before he makes some shitty excuse about his laundry needing to be done and rushing off your front step.
texts you immediately once he gets home and tells u he wants to “hang out again. immediately.”
u do not have a choice, u ARE going rollerskating with him next week and thats THAT. (Dante’s idea, he told Vergil it’ll make u fall in love with him or some shit)
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sorry this was kind of short, but i really enjoyed writing this!! id like to write more for Vergil in the future, whenever i open requests again :)
These first date hcs were everything I wanted and more! Thank you so much, your writing style is so lovely. We thirsty bitches here at DMC always appreciate new writers, and you're absolutely phenomenal! Much love 🥰
im so glad you liked them, thank you so much for your kind words :,) the DMC fandom is literally one of the best fandoms i have ever joined, you’re all so sweet and welcoming <33 its so refreshing, thank u for reading and requesting it means a lot!! :))
i just wanted to hop on here between working on writings for yall to say thank u so much
all yall in the dmc fandom have been so welcoming to me and engaging and it is s o refreshing to have people genuinely interested in my work again :,)
i promise i am actively working on all the requests that have been sent in, im just a little slow with my writing so i apologize but i promise they are getting done!!
but yeah, thank u guys so much it genuinely makes me so happy and comfortable to be in such a welcoming fandom :) im honoured to be able to write for yall <33
