Can I get uhhhhhh male s/o with dmc ladies who wants kid? Put nsfw if needed. Ty :>
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I woke up to this and I appreciate it. With that being said, I kept this relatively SFW. I hope that is okay. I also apologize for being unable to write the DMC women as well as I can the Sparda men.
Contents: Male!reader, pregnancy.
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“Do you ever think about having children?” Trish suddenly asks you one day.
Well, that was unexpected. But you would be lying if you said no.
“I may have thought about it before. Once or twice,” you say. “Is this something you want?”
“Yeah,” she sits on your lap, “I do.”
You expected it to take a while, being a human and demon couple. Trish ponders it as well, wondering if Mundus created her with the ability to conceive. Surprisingly, it doesn’t take a while for Trish’s demonic nature to confirm that she’s pregnant.
Hybrids were challenging, and you both knew that. They were few in number, a rarity and considered an abomination in the Underworld. Pureblooded demons typically hunted them down for sport, for the glory of purging a “filthy bloodline.” Luckily, the crew was full of badasses so it wouldn’t be challenging to protect your child if the need arose.
Trish becomes very protective of you during her pregnancy, and the unborn baby. She wants you with her and becomes agitated and nervous when you’re gone. It's just demonic instincts, you tell yourself. Demons are very capable of love, that was painfully obvious. Demons lose their mates from battle and infighting constantly, and she didn’t want that to happen to you, her mate. You understood, and knew that feeling must be stronger due to being human.
So you make sure to be with her as much as possible, retrieving anything she needs. Her inner demon purrs with satisfaction.
Your son is born screaming his lungs out, a physical manifestation of love ignorant demons and humans refuse to believe. He’s born in Devil Trigger, which was expected, but he’s beautiful, displaying the color of mint. He reminds you of the spring.
Out of Trigger, he looks a lot like you, but has more of Trish’s facial features. And, of course, he’s born strong, just like his mother.
Nico would be the type to subtly drop hints. “Don’t you think I’d be a good momma?” “My kids would be so badass, just like me!” “Our kids would be just as beautiful or handsome as their parents, and equally badass.”
It actually goes over your head at first. You hadn’t been the type to think about starting a family anyway. The Devil May Cry crew was family enough, and you were content with that.
It was actually Nero who made you realize what Nico was hinting at.
“You and Nico planning on having kids?”
“No? Why would you think that?”
“She’s been subtly dropping hints about wanting kids for weeks now. It's kinda annoying.”
White guy blinking meme. Oh. Oh.
When you two are alone you ask her about it. Your relationship with Nico is rather lighthearted, friendly teasing but still affectionate. This is the most serious you’ve seen her. You know Nico would be a good mother, your main concern is yourself. Children have never been your favorite thing in the world, and children crying typically aggravated you. But with her, you’re determined to make it work.
It actually takes a while for it to happen. There was small discouragement at first, but you two are pretty stubborn people, so you’re determined to make it work.
When it finally happens, Nico sprints to you with the biggest grin on her face. She leaps into your arms, laughing, and your heart comes to a skidding halt. It finally happened.
Nero claps you on the back and congratulates you two, and the rest of the crew is pretty happy for you too.
You make sure to call her whenever you’re out, asking if she’s okay. Nico’s a strong woman, you knew that, but still. You also make sure that Nero watches out for her. It calms your anxiety.
You guys end up having a daughter. Her hair, your eyes. Seeing her hold your child was an emotional experience, and you cried when you held your daughter. Nico teases you about it, but she’s happy. You’re both very happy.
It sparked from a simple walk through the park one day. It was a simple distraction from work, but seeing couples and their kids basking in happiness sparked mutual desire.
You attempted to stay silent about it, unsure of how Lady felt about it. She’s the one who sits you down and talks about it.
You want to kiss her, touch her, hold her, but you’re unsure of what to do. You fumble over your words, red coloring your face as your hands shake. You hear Lady’s chair scrape against the floor and her lips press against yours, and a thought became reality.
Lady becomes emotional even before the pregnancy, which worries you a little. Out of this list, Lady becoming pregnant takes the longest, and she starts to worry if it's her. You have to reassure her, and tell her that all good things come to those who wait. You know it's hard waiting, but you continue to be patient for the both of you.
Secretly, you wonder if it has something to do with you. You never let her know your fears, staying strong for both of you no matter how frustrating.
You hold her hand in the bathroom, talking as you wait for the test to reveal its answer. There’s an anxious knot in both of you as you wait, but you talk with Lady to help calm her. But you can feel her shaking, and she could probably feel you shaking.
When the test comes back positive, it's a happy, exciting moment. You both cry, hold each other, laugh, kiss. Congratulations: you’re going to be parents.
The whole crew implodes in celebration. Everyone was anxious for both of you, and when it finally happens, everyone is celebrating and congratulating both of you. It made you two happy knowing your friends, people who became family were happy for you.
You get her whatever she needs, at whatever time. If it was nine or noon or three in the morning, you’ll get it. Anything for your queen.
You meet your son nine months later, mewling and crying like a kitten. He’s adorable, the perfect combination of his parents. It's a proud moment indeed.
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