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bringing this back cause holy shit the fucking magneto x quicksilver to vergil x nero pipeline…. I cant explain it but i cant have one without the other i cant have one fatherson ship without the other …gotta have both ….
Hmmm I have a type ...
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"Do you believe you could change me, the way I've changed you?
I already did."
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Sparda/Vergil sketch commission 🌹
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“is your old age finally catching up with you, verge?” + extra
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Spartober Day 29 Impalement (Fanart)
29: Impalement (Vergil)
I struggled with the placement of Vergil's head but i love how i did the Yamato going through him. anyways I had fun with this and I'm almost done with these prompts. The last Art prompt is Swordsman and the last and final writing prompt is Jackpot <3
Hope you all enjoy the Fanart!
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Spartober day 27 Devil Trigger (Fanart)
27: Devil Trigger (Nero) (FanArt)
I wont lie...I really really struggled with this one but i tried my best, I'm still learning to draw on this new Art Tablet i got myself but I hope you all enjjoy my attempt at Drawing Nero !
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Spartober Day 26 Doppleganger (Fanart)
26: Doppelganger (Dante ) (FanArt)
I had fun drawing Dante, both Versions of Dante (DMC5 and DMC3)
Sorry again for these prompts being hella late ive had a busy last few weeks ... but enjoy the prompt nonetheless !
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Spartober Day 28 Fingerless (VerDante)
Author's Note: This is short and Bittersweet, I love DMC 3 Verdante the angst is..just perfect but then again so is DMC 5..but either way I had fun writing this. there is of course Spardacest i cant be Normal about these two no matter how hard i try, theres a kiss between them followed by angst of course. Enjoy Today's (Yesterday's) Prompt
Prompts by Whatsanapocalae1 (I use a combination of SparTober and Devil MayTober Prompts)
{Also extra note..I WIll be doing artwork for
The Previous Prompts [ 26th; Doppleganger/ 27th: Devil Trigger]
The Remaining Prompts [29th: Impalement/30th: SwordMaster]
except for the 31st: JAckpot!!!}
28: Fingerless (VerDante Fanfic)
Dante grunted as he held onto Vergil his eyes welled up with tears his brother handing off the cliff one wrong step and he would fall to the underworld, fall to his untimely demise due to his own recklessness , this blind search for power, when all Vergil needed in the end was right in front of him but he was In-susceptible to his brother’s pleas.
“VERGIL!” Dante cried out as he held onto him with his fingerless gloves the tips of his fingers curled in on the blue fabric of Vergil’s coat desperate to keep him upright, to keep him close not just physically but emotionally.
Vergil watched Dante as he let his younger brother pull him closer, he was still on one foot as he leaned into Dante he reached out to stroke his cheek brushing his white hair out of his face with a slight smirk a bittersweet gesture as he sighed “Oh Dante..you fool..”
Dante leaned into the touch with a frown “No..Vergil you’re the fool..”
Scoffing softly Vergil looked away, pulling his hand away, the tips of his fingers brushing under Dante’s chin making him shiver in fear and pleasure. Vergil could see the longing in his eyes this yearning, it wasn't just between a broken brotherly bond but a broken heart that cried out to be fixed , to be salvaged; Sons of Sparda Mending one another’s broken hearts is what Dante pleaded for as his tear filled eyes spoke more than words could say.
Dante pulled Vergil’s chin to face him his eyes fixated on him but brows furrowed as he stared him down showing just how serious he was, he was disgruntled by his Brother’s actions and he wanted nothing more than to get through to him somehow, he couldn’t use words he knew he wasn't the best with them even at the best of times, so he figured actions spoke louder.
Leaning in Dante closed the distance between him and Vergil capturing his brother’s lips in his own as they both sighed in unison giving in to the tension that was built up over this entire endeavour against Arkham against this godforsaken Tower. In this moment it was just the pair of them against the world…the underworld…
Vergil reached to cup Dante’s cheek rubbing his thumb against it gently as their tongues collided in a soft tender yet slightly heated embrace, his other hand reaching for The Yamato as he felt Dante cupping his cheek the pair mirroring each other while they kissed.
With a swift swipe of Vergil’s Blade he slashed at Dante’s hand letting him go; as he fell to the underworld he sighed wistfully “Dante~”
With gritted Teeth Dante let tears fall as he tried to reach out to him but he clenched his fists pulling his arms back in defeat letting them fall to the side as he left turning back to see Vergil plummeting into the Underworld. He clenched his eyes shut and sighed as he fought the urge to fall to his knees and cry and scream in anguish, no..for now he would keep it all inside mourn him from afar and not tell another soul.
Dante looked up at the sky inhaling slowly then sighing softly as he kept his head held high as he looked out into the distance reminiscing on the entire thing, the battles, the trials and the kiss, that sensation that still made his lips tingle. He swallowed softly holding down a sob he was on edge.. he was on his own..or so he thought as a familiar voice spoke to him at the bottom of the tower.
“Are you crying?” Lady asked gently, seeing tears stream down Dante’s cheeks she could hear a faint sniffle coming from him but she wasn't entirely sure.
Looking away from her Dante sniffled once more “It’s only the Rain…”
But there wasn't a drop in sight , the city of Redgrave was bone dry as Lady raised her hand out to see if it was a faint drizzle but not a single drop of rainfall fell on her gloves.
“The rain has already stopped…” she said softly, looking at Dante with concern.
Dante glared at the ground almost growling as he said sternly “Devils Never Cry…” his heart ached for Vergil in that moment his mind spinning as he felt himself grow numb to it all, losing Sparda was frightening, losing Eva was shattering but losing Vergil..that was his downfall…one of which eh feared he would never recover from.
“I see…”
Lady looked out into the distance the grey clouds moving forward as she wondered just what was on Dante’s mind, she had a small feeling of what he was going through, not fully but enough to make her say “ Maybe somewhere out there even a Devil May Cry when he loses a loved one”
She looked at him and Dante's back still turned as she said “don't you think?”.
“Maybe…” Dante said softly as his stomach turned and he felt sick, his head hurting as he let out more tears, the droplets falling onto his fingerless gloves mixing in with the blood from his wound. The slash on the fabric and skin was the last thing Vergil gave him before he fell.
Bittersweet. A kiss ..then a cut, the perfect mixture of their relationship, their dynamic…the contrast between them, and yet Dante loved him... he would love him till his last days…
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