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AU where DMC 1's ending events were orchestrated to look like Mundus was defeated and sealed away and that Trish turned against him but this isn't actually the case. Mundus is still free and Trish is still working with him, they're just playing the long game.

#:< #maybe she was biding her time until the qliphoth could be risen again so she could claim the fruit for mundus? #reblog #au #trish dmc #mundus dmc

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A (late) piece for dmcweek2024 day 4! I was buzzing to put forward something for the week. Prompt was alt universe.

AU where Eva survived the fire and had to figure out a way forward, believing the twins dead. She becomes an RPG shopkeeper selling wares ranging from antique books to magical goods (Devil May Scry). She's also out for Mundus' blood.

Image descriptions are the same as in alt.

[ID: 7 Digital illustrations and sketches. 1: Coloured illustration of a bookshop at sunset. Eva, a pale blonde middle aged woman mans the bright patterned counter. She wears a turtleneck and red shawl, has shoulder length hair, and diagonal facial burn scar and scarring on her left hand. Light rays illuminate her gently smiling face. Besides packed books, on the shelves are potion bottles, statuettes, succulents, and a displayed katana. Roses and plants decorate the shop. On the counter are a thick hardback, bookscanner, and crystal ball. Cards are displayed inside the counter. On the wall hangs a price sign, featuring doodled vital stars (large star drawn with sunglasses), holy water and fortunes. Beneath it is a rose wreathed divinity statue display, with 2 red orb offerings in a dish. 2: Eva from behind, sitting hunched alone at a table where a birthday cake sits untouched. It's a two flavour cake. By her clenched hand are crumpled tissues. Caption: 'Vergil...Dante...happy birthday...' 3: Eva bracing the Devil Sword Sparda across her shoulders, aimed at the ground. She wears a bell sleeved, ruffled funeral/wedding dress with a slit for leg movement. A veil trails behind her like a ribbon. Close ups of her show the headpiece design; a pacifier made of a long bird skill, feather, rose, and four skeletal 'legs'. 4 & 5: Trish taking on teen Dante's image: a tan teen in black, with chin length white hair, a halter neck tank top, leather pants, kneelength boots and black polish. Her leather jacket collar resembles lightning bolts. She leans against an invisible wall, one leg bent to brace her foot against it. She looks askance with arched brows, lifting shades from her face. The 2nd image is a 3/4 profile with shades perched on her forehead and popped collar. 6: Helmetless portraits of Dante and Vergil in armour, expressionless. Dante's hair is shoulder length and falls across his face. 7: Full body of 2 somewhat lanky demonic knights. One (Nelo Angelo) in black and blue with droopy horns rests his palms atop his blue broadsword's pommel, the sword upright against the ground. He stands straight, staring ahead. The other in white and red and curled horns has a palm clapped on Nelo Angelo's shoulder, other hand at his hips. Somehow the eyes on his helmet express playfulness. At his back is the hilt to a flail, the spiked ball resting on the ground by his armoured heels. They're labelled '~16' . End ID.]

Read more for some wordy backstory and sketches. TW for mentions of torture, abuse and solitary confinement surrounding the twins.

I had...so many more ideas that I'm leaving out to keep this short. It's fun to think how she'd mesh with the cast.

Like! her and Lady. Mother that lost her kid and kid that lost her mother. It writes itself how much unwitting projection can go wrong. And pretty much everything about her, the twins, and Trish :)

In terms of backstory:

After the fire she's alone. Her birth family disowned her long ago. She thinks about revamping the mansion but the idea of staying in that empty space with only memories for company is too much. So she eventually opens a small store.

Starts off paranoid and distant. Still is distant but gets entangled with the local community overtime. Greets people by name and they'll chat about how life has been going. This includes demon hunters and demons and supernatural beings living peacefully; her shop becomes a small safe haven to exchange information to stay safe.

Gets very good at forging protective charms. Haunted by the memory of the enchanted closet, smashed in and empty.

A regular is a schoolgirl who originally came to pick up reserved books for her father but stuck around because hey, this place is quiet and interesting, and the owner serves stellar teacakes. Great place to study. To Mary, Eva's kind, though odd, secretive and a little lonely.

I got inspired by Eva's association with the bangle/bracelet of time and the amulets for her fighting style. It's based around item crafting, like an RPG character slapping on every stat boosting item.

She stitches together different outfits for different needs Cardcaptor style. They're all exceedingly dramatic. It's not clear here but I wanted a bird motif to eventually come through. Phoenix motif, really.

[ID: Rough sketches: A magician esque outfit with vest, feathered tophat and cape. A longcoat with long skirt and long scarf at her back like a cape. The cape is tagged with 'spells stitched into fabric'. Close ups on the coat lapel show two pins (strawberry and wing), labelled 'charm lapel pins.' Close up of the shoes show sharp heals and ankle bracelets. Eva leaping in a black bodysuit and leotard, with feathery collar, quill behind her ear, and ballet shoes with a claw at the heel. Eva making a triangular 2 hand sign in a hooded cloak and longskirt. Around her shoulders are claws. At her hips is an hourglass. Above her heeded head is a clocklike halo. Beside her is a sketch of a woman with a lionhead mask. A funeral and wedding dress inspired outfit. Eva crouches, wielding the Devil Sword Sparda in scythe form. Her face is covered by a tattered veil. She wears a knee length ruffled dress, black gloves, and a long, ruffled cape. Close up of her left hand shows a ring and finger claws Rough comic. Chibi lady talks to chibi Eva. Lady holds up a black body suit with billowing sleeves and a cleavage window. Lady: "Eva what is this" Eva (smiling cheerfully): "Oh - that old thing!" Eva: "My old hunting outfit. Gosh I'd almost forgotten about it. Not the most comfortable thing - so skin tight..." However Lady fixates on 'my old hunting outfit'. The words go in one ear and come out as a younger Eva in a catsuit, pointing a gun with a serious expression, wind blowing through her hair. Lady stares into the distance, bewildered, and slightly blushing. End ID]

Meanwhile the twins are having a terrible time but they have each other, even if they don't remember they're brothers. I think it'd be sweet if they have a bond anyway. Everyone else thinks they're rivals at best.

(Nelo is Mundus' favourite to toy with as the proud, eldest son. But when he gets rough, Bianco butts in and acts up for Mundus' attention. This gets him sent to solitary confinement; Mundus figured out Bianco hates small spaces and designed an iron maiden for him. Others think Bianco is a brute who acts out for a fight. But that's ok. It means Bianco can keep buying Nelo time.) (When lucid, Nelo despises his own weakness when this happens.)

[ID: 2 Images. Nelo and Bianco Angelo in fisticuffs in a cartoony dustcloud, glaring at each other as they fight. They're captioned 'Mundus' most competent generals'. Additional text: 'silent, obedient, crushing force when apart. Perfect soldiers. ... until they're put together. Complement each other's battle style OR clash terribly. Nelo Angelo staring off, arms crossed and furrowed eyes somehow expressing being completely fed up. Behind him, Bianco and Griffin talk at each other. Griffin's glaring. Bianco has a hand up to gesture. End ID]

#oh this is wonderful #imagine lady getting her name from eva calling her 'young lady' all the time #fascinated by the implications of dante and vergil being allowed to stay close as angelos #their bond used against them to keep them complacent #like vergil getting to keep his half of the amulet #reblog #art #au #eva dmc #trish dmc #lady dmc #dante dmc #vergil dmc

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I'm choosing to believe the Combat Adjudicator from DMC3 and DMC4 is an idol/goddess just like the Idol of Time and Space. I enjoy the implications of this. The two figures in Devil May Cry that may actually be divine and not demonic can be described as such:

A lion-headed goddess who uses her temporal powers exclusively to barter her knowledge of the past in exchange for crystalized demon blood. The knowledge she sells primarily consists of combat techniques, but also seems to include dance moves. Given the existence of the void, it's possible that she can teach these things in a very direct way.

A snake-tailed, four-armed goddess who's depicted being chained-up, and invites humans to attack her, awarding them with power if they do so in a sufficiently interesting way. Can be picky about what weapon or person she wants to be hurt by in a given moment. Sometimes speaks in rhyme.

Some describe Norse mythology by saying all of their gods are war gods to some degree, even if they formally have other more formal domains. I get the sense that this is the case for the idols that humans worship in Devil May Cry.

#also they're girlfriends #devil may cry #headcanon #the idol of time and space dmc #the combat adjudicator dmc #quen speaking

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What's a girl to do?

#:) #reblog #art #sparda dmc #eva dmc #eva and sparda

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Trish in theory: A demon strong enough to throw motor vehicles, who wields powerful magic to shapeshift and command the elements. Was trusted by Dante to bear Devil Sword Sparda, as well as Ombra and Luce, and she knows how to use them. Once served Mundus but had a change of heart and helped defeat him, much like Sparda himself. Has the face of a dead woman who happens to be the mother of her first real friend, and she just lives with that.

Trish in Devil May Cry 5:

#devil may cry #criticism #trish dmc #quen speaking

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You know that gag from "Who Framed Roger Rabbit?" where Roger Rabbit can easily slip out of a pair of handcuffs that are too big for him, but only once it's funny to do so?

I think that's how Dante's ability to operate a vehicle works. He can drive any vehicle so long as it's cool enough for him.

Put him behind the wheel of your average car, and he can't drive for shit. But if he's riding a motorcycle or some sort of hot rod? He can tear up the streets with ease.

This is also the reason that Vergil can never drive. Some vehicles are cool, but they're not the right kind of cool for Vergil, they don't match his aesthetic. He could ride the shit out of a beast, though.

#devil may cry #headcanon #dante dmc #vergil dmc #quen speaking

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Devil Trigger Vergil

Based off of the unused concept in the DMC5 art book

#reblog #art #vergil dmc

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Now he needs an ass kicking… But I can’t have you go kill your old man.

#reblog #art #dante dmc #nero dmc

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The fact that the opening to Nelo Angelo's theme plays when Nero gets the yamato send a shiver up my spine. Vergil lost the yamato trying to take on Mundus in an attempt to imitate Sparda and then Nero restored it to defeat the Order, who are imitating Sparda for their own demonic purposes. Poetic cinema

#reblog #thoughts #vergil dmc #nero dmc

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Any special orders?

#reblog #art #nico dmc #nicoletta goldstein

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It’s going to be a hot summer, drink up!

#reblog #art #nero dmc

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Yeehaw fun pizza times~

#reblog #art #dante dmc

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Dante's lost many loved ones, but I think losing Nero would particularly sting. He isn't just losing family, he's losing a successor, someone he'd trust to protect the human world when he can't anymore.

The best I can think of for Trish is the likelihood that she'll outlive all of her friends. But even in that case, Trish has a lot of time to prepare herself for that possibility. My next best guess would be her somehow being trapped in the demon world, once again surrounded by beings who haven't tasted love or compassion - only this time they know her as a traitor. She'd be strong enough to defend herself, but I don't think she'd like having to do so constantly.

Lucia's greatest fear is that Arius is right, that she's doomed to become a threat to humans due to her nature as a demon. Just the idea of it caused her to attack Dante with the intent of dying. If that turned out to be true, or if she was fully convinced of it, there's no way she'd go on.

I can't think of anything that would devastate Vergil more than being defeated and subjugated by his father's adversary.

I think if Lady learned - or was convinced - that her father was possessed after all, and that there was a way to save him, the guilt would destroy her.

For Nero, it would be losing Kyrie of course, especially if he believes her death to be preventable.

Kyrie's already been through so much. But I think what would break her is if she came to believe that every sacrifice, every compromise, every second she spent prioritizing someone else's pain over her own, was for nothing.

I think if Nico somehow lost the ability to create, she'd be devastated. It's hard to imagine how that would happen, though.

Put Everybody in an Emotionally Devastating Situation Question

Take every character you wish to and tell me what you think is the most emotionally devastating situation they could be put in and how they would react to it.

#reblog #quen responds #i'm not gonna tag for every character of course #quen speaking

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I'm once again thinking about my "Kyrie gains demonic minions (like V's) based on DMC4 bosses" concept (all info in my pinned post).

Some time ago, I did a HeroForge to convey what Kyrie's transformation would look like, and I figured it was time for an update.

The most significant change is adding in a big lizard tail, like the one Credo's Angelo form had.

#devil may cry #au #quen plays with heroforge #kyrie dmc #quen speaking

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ladytrish pre-dmc 1 meeting au?

"A Premature Meeting"

Characters

Lady (Devil May Cry)

Trish (Devil May Cry)

Relationships

Lady x Trish

Premise

A sinister plot unfolds to lure the son of Sparda to his doom... But you know that story. This time around, however, a key player visits an old ally of Dante's just before events go into motion.

Content Warnings:

Firearms (Magically Resisted)

Explosives

Dismemberment (Magically Healed)

Canon Divergence

Author's Note:

This is actually a really good idea, thank you anon. I may actually write a follow-up to this, no promises though.

Lady flopped onto her couch, clutching Kalina Ann in her arms. She hadn't even bothered to change out of her riding suit, but all discomfort and soreness was outweighed by sheer exhaustion.

Her respite was cut short by a loud crash from the far wall. At once, Lady jumped behind the couch and took cover, peeking over to see her own motorcycle lying in the middle of her apartment, leaving a trail of glass and other rubble in its wake.

"What the hell?!" Lady roared.

As if to answer her question, the culprit made herself known. Landing behind the motorcycle was a tall, blonde woman, dressed in black leather boots, with skin-tight pants and a corset to match. Her hair was done up in a pony tail, and her eyes were hidden by a pair of sunglasses.

The woman looked fit, but there was no human explanation for throwing a motor vehicle into a second story window, then leaping in after it. Lady slung Kalina Ann onto her back, and placed a hand on her pistol - the human-sized demons tended to be too fast for Kalina Ann.

The mysterious woman turned, and met Lady's eyes. "Hm... One red eye, one green... Scar across the bridge of her nose... You're the one, alright."

"Tell me why you're here. Now." Lady drew her pistol. "Or else."

The intruder smiled. "Well well... You are a ferocious one, aren't y-"

Lady fired her pistol, hitting her right between the eyes. Even as the bullet crumpled and bounced off, leaving only a bruise, Lady's target grunted. "...That was rude." She hissed through gritted teeth.

Lady scoffed. "I don't know what's considered polite in the Underworld, but up here? Throwing motorcycles into people's windows doesn't exactly say 'I come in peace'."

The stranger chuckled. "I'll remember that next time."

"I won't ask you again." Lady cocked her pistol.

The woman smiled "I just need to know where I can find your friend, Dante."

Dante? Lady thought to herself. This woman knows him... Could she be another family member? Her hair isn't white, but she has his tan, and maybe his nose too...

"Who's asking?" Lady barked.

The demon glared. "No one's 'asking'. You're going to tell me. What's up to you is how much I'm going to hurt you first."

"Wrong answer." Lady fired her pistol again.

This time, the stranger dodged, and in an instant, she tossed the couch aside. "Right back at you." She then seized Lady by the throat, and lifted her off of her feet. "Surely you know by now that your only choice is to cooperate?"

"Think again." Lady retorted. "Look down."

The demon looked down to find that her right foot was planted on top of some sort of metal disk. "What's this?" She inquired.

"That's a landmine. Calibrated to fuck up demons like you." Lady answered.

The demon grinned smugly. "You've never faced a demon like me. I like my chances."

"But do you like mine? If you step off now, we'll both be caught in the blast. And I can't tell you anything if I'm dead." It was Lady's turn to look smug.

The woman's eyebrows raised, and her head cocked to the side. "Well played." At once, she tossed Lady over her shoulder.

She landed right beside her motorcycle, her leathers thankfully shielding her from the broken glass. Lady quickly got to her feet, and pushed the motorcycle upright.

"Oh, no you d-" The demon was cut off by a loud gang, and covered by a puff of smoke.

If this were a regular job, Lady would have stopped to make sure the demon was finished. Instead she climbed onto her motorcycle, and rode out of what used to be her window, landing in the street below and tearing away.

Who the hell was that?! Lady thought to herself. I better get myself to Dante's office. To warn him, and to get some answers.

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"Agh, fuck me..." Trish came to, and looked down at herself to assess the damage. Her right leg was reduced to crystalized ichor. Nothing that wouldn't regenerate, and not nearly as painful as anything Mundus would bestow if he had witnessed this failure, but it was still a surprise.

As the stump began to extend into a complete leg again, she laid back down, and laughed to herself. Looks like I underestimated you, hunter. I hope this isn't the last we see of each other.

#from the sideblog #fanfiction #lady dmc #trish dmc #quen speaking

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…in the field, the ground warms as blood seeps into the dirt. (Nathaniel Orion G. K, "הבל | hevel")

#reblog #art #vergil dmc #dante dmc

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Planning to read Visions of V real soon.

#reblog #art #vergil dmc #griffon dmc #shadow dmc