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m0chaminx · 2 years

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Kinktober Day One | "No Gods... Just Devils"

*•.¸♡Kinktober Prompt : Only One Bed

*•.¸♡Prompt : None

*•.¸♡𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 : Fluffy start, adorable Nero and reader, pet names; princess, pretty girl, angel, slight praising, teasing, fingering, cum eating (kinda, if ya squint), unprotected sex (don't be silly, wrap your willy), p in v, riding, cream pie, begging (again, kinda)

*•.¸♡Paring : Nero Sparda x F!reader

*•.¸♡𝙎𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮 : Dante sent you and Nero on a simple mission he decided not to take last minute, unfortunately fortunately he forgot to change the room and there's only one bed

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"Uh..." Nero trailed off as he looked over the small hotel room Dante had booked. There was a single double bed, with horrible coloured maroon sheets, pushed in the centre of the room. "Well... I guess Donate forgot to call and change it," Nero suggested, letting his backpack slide from his shoulder and land next to the door on the floor.

"Or he's being an ass," You groaned, pushing past Nero and flopping against the bed.

"There's not even a chair or anything," Nero mumbled his eyes surveying the room. "Fuuuck. I'm gonna go see if they have any other rooms." Nero tossed his jacket on the bed and stepped from the room, pulling the door closed behind him.

Nero came back a few minutes later, dragging his feet slightly. "No luck?" You questioned, pushing yourself up to lean back on your hands. Nero looked up at you, glaring at you softly. "No luck. We can just share the bed Nero, it's fine. I won't bite." You let yourself fall back against the bed. "Not unless you ask."

Nero felt heat rise to his cheeks, and his eyes widened slightly. "Y-Yeah sure," Nero mumbled, sitting on the edge of the bed to pull off his shoes.

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It was late into the night and Nero was sound asleep, soft breaths escaping his lips. You, on the other hand, were wide awake. What would normally be an upside to Nero and his demon was his unbelievably natural high body heat, but tonight it seemed to be your nightmare. Not only that, but the size of the bed made the young Sparda nearly press himself against you.

You huffed and threw the blanket off and stomped out of the bed. "Y/N?" Nero mumbled, stirring awake.

"Sorry Nero, but you are going to kill me," You sighed, opening the small hotel window. Nero sat up watching you by the window and you spun to face him. "You were pressed up against me and do you understand how hot you are?" As the words left your mouth, you understood how weird that sounded. Heat rushed to your cheeks as you blushed at your words. "Not- Not like that. I mean you are hot- but not saying-" You cut yourself off and pressed your hands to your head.

Nero took a nervous breath and walked towards you, his ears catching your incoherent mumbling. "You're hot too," Nero said awkwardly. "And not just the way you were originally thinking." You pulled your hands away from your head and stared up at him. "Can I kiss you?"

You nodded softly and Nero gently brought his hand to your cheek. Nero leaned down and pressed your lips together. Your hand dropped down to grip the front of Nero's shirt. Nero's hand tangled in your hair and the other gripped your waist as he sucked on your bottom lip to pull it between his teeth. Nero bit softly on the soft skin, pressing you against the wall slightly, grinding his hips against your thigh.

"Nero," You panted slightly, using a hand to push Nero's lips away from yours. "Bed. We can use the wall next time."

Nero hummed slightly, raising an eyebrow. "Next time?" Nero teased, tilting his head slightly.

"Nero, focus," You ordered. Nero chuckled softly before pressing his lips back to yours. Nero ran his hands down to your legs, tapping his fingers on the back of your thighs. You jumped slight and Nero caught your thighs in his hands, gently digging his nails into the delicate flesh.

Nero spun around and walked you to the bed, gently dropping you on top. Your legs stayed locked against his hips and Nero fell forward, catching himself on his hands that were planted next to your head. You laughed softly and released Nero's hips, moving to pull yourself further onto the bed. Nero hooked his hands to the bottom of his shirt and pulled it off, tossing it to the side.

Nero dived back down to kiss you and your hands wandered across his torso, your fingers dipping to the curve of his abs. Your hands slid down to the top of his sweatpants, reaching for the strings but Nero's hand snapped down to grab yours. "You first princess," Nero mumbled, pulling back so his lips hovered just above yours.

Nero released your hands and trailed his fingertips up the exposed skin of your legs and over your shorts. Nero's hands slid under your shirt, running across your torso. Nero pulled away and slid your shirt off, tossing it away with his. "Fucking hell," Nero cursed dropping his head to kiss under your jaw and across your throat, breathless gasps and quiet whimpers leaving your lips.

Nero's hand made its way down to your shorts, dipping his fingers just below the waistline. "Can I?" Nero whispered pulling away for a minute.

"God please Nero," you whined pulling Nero's lips back to yours.

Nero hummed siding your shorts and your panties off at ounce. Nero moved to kneel between your legs, forcing your thighs apart. "No Gods...," Nero whispered, dipping his fingers down to run up your slit and your hips moved to grind against his fingers. "....Just devils." Nero pushed his fingers in your heat, his thumb bumping against your clit.

A breathy moan left you as your head rolled backwards, one hand gripping against the sheets, the other lightly wrapped around Nero's wrist. "Fu-ck, Nero..." your words caught in your throat and it melded into a moan. Nero smirked down at you, his free hand moving up to pull your hand away from the sheets and lacing your fingers together.

"You sound so good princess," Nero praised, sucking on the skin of your collarbone and running his tongue over it a moment after. Your walls fluttered around his fingers, your nails digging into his skin.

"Nero! I'm close-!" Your head tossed back a loud moan ripped from your throat. "Shit Nero, faster please!"

"Already? Go on then, cum for me pretty girl," Nero orders, speeding up his fingers. Your thighs twitched at his sides and arched off the bed, random babbles of nonsense spilling from your lips and your high creeping close at a rapid rate. "Cum all over my fingers angel." A broken screech tore itself from your throat as your orgasm washed over you. You clenched around Nero's fingers as they slowed slightly, riding out our high.

Nero pressed his lips against yours quickly as he released your hand from his and slowly pulled his fingers out. Nero sat up a little and ran his tongue over his digits, humming at the taste. "You taste good princess," Nero smiled, pecking your lips again. You chuckled softly and pulled Nero back to kiss you properly. "Can you go again?"

You nodded and Nero stood up, untying his pants and dropping them along with his boxers. Nero leaned over you but you slipped your legs through his and rolled him to lay against the bed with you straddling his hips. "My turn," You hummed, rocking your hips coating Nero's cock in your slick. Nero's hands shot up to your hips and he tossed his head back, short whimpers escaping his lips.

"Please... need to be inside you," Nero whispered, rocking his hips with yours. You spread your legs slightly as you pressed his lips to his. Your hand crept down his torso to grip his dick and pump it a few times. "Please angel." You lined the tip at your entrance, circling your slit a few times before sinking down on his cock. Moans slipped from you and Nero as you wiggled your hips as Nero stretched you out. You pressed your hands to his chest and sat up as you raised yourself halfway off of Nero's cock and dropped back down.

Nero groaned, his fingers digging into your hips. You rocked your hips back and forth as you raised up and down, fucking yourself on Nero's cock. Nero's hands tightened and he led your movements, speeding you up slightly. Nero rocked his hips up, thrusting into you. You moaned and Nero began pumping harder watching your breasts bounce. Nero rolled you over, slipping out of you and pushing your legs to link around his waist.

He slid back inside you, holding your hands above your head and he snapped his hips to fuck into you. "Holy fuck, Nero. Feels good," You moaned, trying to match your hips to his thrusts. "Gonna cum again."

"Fuck, I'm close too," Nero panted dropping his head slightly. "Hold it for me, baby." You shuddered and clenched on Nero's cock, trying to make him hit his high.

One of Nero's hands let go of your wrists and moved down to grip your hip, lifting your hips up to snap his hip against you even harder. Your breathing became ragged as your second orgasm inched closer. "I've wanted to do this since the moment I set eyes on you," Nero mumbled against your ear. He couldn't register what he was saying, but he could see you tug against his hands and shudder under his words. "Do you like it when I touch you? When I fuck you like this?"

"Yes. Yes, god," You babbled, losing yourself in the euphoria. "I like it a lot. I love it!" You screamed as you hit your high, your legs tightening around his hips. "God please, Nero. Cum for me, please Nero. Need to feel it."

Nero shuddered, his hip becoming frantic as he came. His cum spilled inside you and Nero held you close, whispering nonsense against your neck. "Thank Sparda for only giving us one bed," Nero chuckled softly.

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wikimb · 8 months

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Devil Trigger 3.0 for Michael!

A 3rd attempt at designing his DT since 2021 when I made Michael (or rather revived and remade/fleshed out his character from a DMC fanfiction written in 2019...).

I could explain in length the ideas behind this DT, why such a theme, why so... tall. The ramble includes serious explanation of the origins of demonic powers he has as well. If you like to read about it then just check what's under the cut.

Below you have some drawings of his face and also his brother's (name's Gabriel) reaction to his DT form. Michael was more scared of Gabriel's reaction than he actually was and the relief he felt was quite overwhelming.

More in depth below. It includes links to the 2 older versions of his DT for fun comparison.

The theme of his DT is very birdy. The first time I designed his DT it was rather heavily inspired by pre-existing DT designs of our main characters. Nothing wrong with it but it didn't stand out and I also never really vibed with it. It didn't help that I had no experience with any kind of monster design to begin with. I still kinda don't but I can see I got slightly better seeing the 3rd version of his DT. You can check my 1st and 2nd attempts here.

Anyway there are a bit more specific reasons why it's so birdy-looking or angelic-looking (and not just because of his name). Michael was born a human in a family, which was never exposed to anything demon-related. They didn't know demons existed (to a degree... when it comes to his father but I think that'd deserve a separate post as his backstory is a bit wild and how it affected Michael in the end).

As a teenager he got lured into a cult and manipulated into abandoning his family eventually. He didn’t know how evil the cult was and didn't even realize they were a cult to begin with.

It was a cult worshipping Mundus with a leader being one his generals. Her name was Lilith and she was great at making Michael feel that she truly cared for him like a mother figure. She manipulated him into believing his family didn't care for him. Sadly, it was all a game and ever since he escaped the cult, he deals with a lot of guilt and regret. He is not sure if they're even still alive... and if they're dead... what if it's his fault?

The cult's purpose was to turn humans into demons, who would serve Mundus. To ensure that they were forced to undergo a ritual stripping them of all of their humanity, their human personality and replace all of that with Mundus overwhelming power. The power, which was great but taking away all of their free will they could have. These people were technically demons at this point. If the ritual failed then it was usually fatal. Thing is, the ritual was a stolen concept from the time when Lilith infiltrated Fortuna's Order of the Sword. In a way she influenced Agnus to come up with such a ritual, then she took the idea and modified it a bit.

Michael's case could be qualified as a failed ritual after, which he should have died but the amount of demonic power he received was not big enough to kill him (because human body would be able not to handle more) but instead keep him alive. And as a result it continued transforming/mutating him into a demon-hybrid like Dante or Vergil, but artificial.

Even if using demoning powers was causing various unpleasant side effects for him but with each use, it hurt less and less. He was reluctant to use his powers actively, fearing that they could make him loose his humanity. He still used the passive abilities such as sensing demon magic.

After certain events he unlocked his Devil Trigger. As a side note I do have 2 ideas for what these moments were but for now I am not sure which one is better.

Anyway, yes, Michael underwent a modified version of Ascension Ceremony! That's why he has such an angelic look, just like the guys from Fortuna. The demonic powers are originating from Mundus but failed to take away his free will, his personality, his humanity, his memories. In other words, he is the same like before - just juiced up with Mundus power (which he is afraid to use anyway). Certainly a result which a Demon Lord would actually hate to find out about as it has a potential to backfire. Not like he has to "worry" about three Sparda descendants already. But if you saw Mundus himself, he also looks rather angelic too. Or at least that "statue form" if that orange weird blob is meant to be really him.

Compared to DTs already seen, he is quite massive. I think it can be simply a feature of Mundus power, in which Devil Trigger state makes one much larger than in human form. Mundus is a titan-sized demon himself, while Sparda was shown to be rather human sized. Heh, maybe if Michael had Sin Devil Trigger form then he could be Mundus-sized.

Though, Michael has the ability to go Berserk (but it's not controlled by his will and it triggers under strong distress), which enhances his power in human form and in DT form. It manifests as blue fire instead of orange fire. Maybe Berserk DT can get this big maybe. Could wrestle demons like Goliath then xD

#devil may cry 5 #dude #aka michael #original character #oc #dmc oc

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dmc-brainrot · 6 months

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i loved the yamato! reader fic! please continue it! also here is a real question! how do you think the yamato would look as a human?

Eternally Soul Bonded (part 2)

Vergil (DMC5) x Yamato! reader

warnings: reader is a humanoid version of Yamato, reader is also a bit obssessed with Vergil (mild yandere behaviour that seems to be growing), a bit of angst, fluff, mild smut, strangling, things get a bit heavy

summary: after a whole year of you two being together, there seems to be a huge wall separating you two… and you intend to break it by force, no matter what.

word count: 2k

a.n: hi again! thank you so much for the feedback :D! Here's part 2 of the fic!! I posted a small doodle I made about my own interpretation of a personification of Yamato on my blog! Anyway, I hope you enjoy it, I'll probably make a part 3 of this since I'm having fun, and things are getting steamy~ thank you again for your support and my ask box is always open! o/

After what happened between you and Vergil, it seemed the two of you had gotten closer.

It was still unexplainable however, how you had come to exist in the world… as a personification of Yamato, and more. Ever since you had woken up in that body, you felt as if you were no longer simply “Vergil’s sword”, but also a person of your own.

It had been an entire year by now… that you two had been together in this old raggedy apartment. In the beginning, Vergil was training you hard to unlock every potential within you as his sword, ever since you unlocked his Devil Trigger. But, things were different… it felt as if your potential was permanently locked within that body you woke up as.

Training wasn’t the concern now. It wasn’t about whether you still had the potential of Yamato within you or not. It wasn’t about whether Vergil believed you were in fact the sword he’d been looking for the past 20 years. No, the problem was completely different. It was about your connection as one.

It was if… Vergil didn’t know anything about the emotions he was able to feel, because all this time, he had buried those deep inside for the sake of his hunt for power.

After the episode where he broke down crying from the first time, you were expecting, maybe even hoping that you two would grow closer again, that it meant something, and that it’d make a difference.

But it took a completely opposite effect.

Vergil… refused to talk about emotions or his feelings with you after that day. And that’s how the remaining of the year went by.

Obviously you wouldn’t let that be your reality. After all, you had just gotten him back.

…

Vergil was in his room reading when you approached the entrance. It seemed now that things had settled, he was trying to partake in more hobbies other than fighting. He had always enjoyed reading, and there was even a time where he wrote poems, although you weren’t sure if he did that anymore.

He seemed to completely ignore your presence, up until you sat down on the edge of the bed with him. Only then he looked at you.

“What do you want?” He asked in that nasally annoyed tone he always had.

“What are you reading?” You asked, ignoring his cold tone. You were used to it anyway.

“Human fiction is pretty fascinating to me, I’m reading some stories about Norse Myths”

“Do you think those kinds of things are real?”

“What things?”

Great, you two were having an actual conversation. This is how things were supposed to go to begin with.

“Gods, and all sorts of things. We’ve only had to deal with demons and demon Lords… and wannabe angels…” You spoke, leaning against his arm to take a better look at the book he read. “…But do you really think… there is such a thing, as multiple gods… that live up there in the sky?”

Vergil was silent for a moment… you could tell he was tense and uncomfortable, probably because you were so close to him.

“I don’t care about gods in the sky. These are merely myths created by the feeble and limited human mind because their existence is so insignificant in comparison to their surroundings, they feel the need to believe in something greater to be responsible for them.” He spoke even more coldly, closing the book he held. “…Now, what do you want…?”

“…I just wanted to see what you were doing.” You whispered, looking back at him. “…I think… you’re right about that. About gods… and humans.”

“…” Vergil sighed, almost in defeat, opening the book again and continuing his reading. “Do you want me to tell you more?”

Your eyes sparkled with the idea, looking up at him as if he had just offered you salvation.

“Yes…please…”

You ended up falling asleep for a brief moment after a while of Vergil reading to you. But, you could still hear his voice vaguely in the distance.

“…You present yourself as a human, you act and feel like a human, you even have needs like a human…” his raspy and quiet voice echoed in the walls of your mind. “…at first… I thought it was just an elaborated gimmick… to protect yourself against me using your full capabilities…”

“…You… are just like V… so maybe that means… the real Yamato is somewhere out there for me to find… and all I have to do is to merge you two together.”

Oh.

Of course.

He still… wanted just his sword.

You were foolish to think… after a whole year, your relationship was anything more than that.

“…What did you say, Vergil?” You shot your eyes open. They were dark and unforgiving, the light behind them was gone, just in that time where you punctured his heart. There was a coldness and lack of humanity behind your voice, as your bloodlust filled eyes stared right at the man who was tucking you in on the bed.

Vergil seemed surprised as you stared at him, his hands still holding onto the blanket he was using to tuck you in. He froze in place.

“…I’m just… an incomplete half, you say?” You continued, unblinking. “…That, you’re holding onto me just to find the ‘other half’, you say?”

You didn’t move from your spot.

“…So I can go back… to being just your sword… who can’t speak, or feel, right?”

Vergil didn’t move either.

“…I’m not like V.” The room had then filled with an unspeakable amount of despair. “…Do I have to keep proving myself, time and time again for you to understand?”

You sat up finally, holding onto Vergil’s hands and squeezing his wrists tightly so he wouldn’t leave your grasp.

“…Are you that miserable and pathetic without a sword to wield? Do you really only see me as a tool to use and regain power? I have bad news for you Vergil… son of Sparda…” You said as you pulled him closer.

“…You have no control… over the things that happen in your life.” You stared right at his icy blue eyes, eyes that at this moment were still widened in shock. “…You had no control over being trapped in Hell, or becoming some other devil’s puppet knight, or even when Nero was born and absorbed me into him. You were never behind anything, and when you were, you had to split yourself into two to even be able to achieve something.”

“…You’re nothing without the circumstances that present themselves to you. And at the end of the day, even if you do win… Dante never loses, does he? Isn’t that what pisses you off the most?”

“…Stop talking.” Vergil spoke through gritted teeth. “You think talking about my weaknesses will make me cry again like last time? Please. You really are a one-trick pony, aren’t you?”

“I’m not done talking.” You squeezed his wrists again.

“…I know every bit of emotion you feel inside your heart. The anger and jealousy, the envy, the frustration, the pain, the grief, everything. You’re sick and tired of Dante getting his way for everything, that you’re always in the shadows, that he’s always winning and you’re always losing.” You spoke through gritted teeth. “Wondering time and time again if your positions were switched… if you could’ve had a different outcome.”

Vergil’s eyes widened at your words again, you knew he could come out of your grasp at any time, but he chose not to.

“…And you think… that if you have your sword, you’ll try… countless…. and countless of times… to achieve that different outcome.”

“…Why are you… even alive right now, Vergil?”

Vergil let himself go from your grasp. He placed his hands beside you on the bed, and bowed his head for a moment.

“…I see.”

“…You’re saying… I don’t need a sword by my side to get a different outcome?” He smiled a little, before finally looking at you with a gaze you’ve never seen on his face before. “Then… I don’t need you, is that right?”

Before you knew it, his hands were on your throat.

And he started strangling you.

But you weren’t scared. You knew he needed this to overcome his weaknesses.

So you smiled.

“…I really… do love you, Vergil” You spoke with a smile as he strangled you, your eyes filling with small tears as he did, but you couldn’t help yourself. You couldn’t stop smiling.

It was like it had awakened something in him. Not a new power, or ability, or even a new form.

But a new feeling.

Those hands that strangled you, had let go of your neck, to hold onto something else.

And the man who was just now strangling you like he wanted to kill you, was now… using his lips to kiss you.

It was weird, because you had never kissed anyone before, but it felt almost natural to do this, so you kissed him back.

You would never know what clicked inside Vergil’s head for him to do this, you would never know that he was practically seeing a reflection of himself in you. A sword that reminded its master of his weaknesses that needed to be purified. A reminder of why he’s alive. Why he needs to be more powerful.

And oddly enough, that really… aroused him beyond comprehension. It was what motivated him to keep going.

His kisses were rough and sloppy, but it wasn’t much of a problem since you were too. He held your cheeks just as strongly as he did your neck seconds ago, and you were locked in place.

He seemed absolutely desperate. Either it was for affection, or for human touch, or if it was because he wanted to feel powerful again. Maybe all of the above.

But you on the other hand… the amount of pleasure you were getting from his desperation was more than anything you could possibly dream on.

He was yours.

And you were his.

And he was yours, forever, and ever, and ever, and ever, and ever, and ever, and ever, and ever, and ever, and ever, and ever, and ever, and ever… until the ends of time, and there was nothing he could do to get rid of you anymore.

“…Take off your clothes, Vergil…”

“Show me… how much you crave power.”

After a year of coldness and barely anything between you, you had finally done it. You had finally broken him.

You had him, right where you wanted him to.

And with the two of you as one, finally there was absolutely nothing that would get in your way again. Because, after all…

You were the strongest.

“Take it off, Vergil… Let’s… become one.” You smirked, offering your arms for him.

He stared down at you for a moment longer, as if he had been presented with a choice he couldn’t back away from.

And so he made his choice.

He took off his shirt, exposing his toned form, and slowly began to unbuckle his pants.

There was no turning back now… he was finally becoming one with the one person that would always be the only one for him eternally so.

He leaned down, kissing you again, this time rougher, and even more desperate. He moved his hands to your legs, lifting them up and making sure they were wrapped around his form, locking you in.

You wrapped your arms around him, and you could feel the warmth his crazed desperation was emanating… and despite never having done this before you incorporated in this body, it all felt natural to you, like before.

This would be a very… long night.

#dmc5 #oc x canon #canon x reader #devil may cry #dmc fanfiction #devil may cry fanfiction #vergil x reader #vergil fanfiction #vergil #dmc vergil #vergil devil may cry #devil may cry 5 #dmc v #fanfic ask

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linkita-chan-20053 · 22 days

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4 extra dads!

I had an idea, where during a demon hunt. Dante returns to the office with 4 other dantes. how?

A demon made Dante's soul split into 5 parts. Interestingly, each Dante is an important moment in his life.

How would each Dante react to learning that they have a child?

#fanart #devil may cry #oc #devil may cry oc #oc art #dmc dante #dante sparda #dante has a son #dante and oc #5 dantes and 1 son

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in-a-breeze · 2 months

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since im a bit too organized at times and fixated on other stuff than here, im gonna drop this here too!

with a bit of a name-rebranding too

@in-a-breeze ! the main account filled with metal gear stuff and my mgs/mgr ocs! there might be some multi-interest stuff in there but mostly mgs

@synth-operator ! the side account focused on skibidi toilet because I fell too deep in the rabbithole and I love it. also has some skibidi ocs in it too

@motivated-breeze ! my self ship account where I would be seen head over heels with vergil ! I have more f/os but he's my motivation rn. also a bit focused on dmc stuff too!

anyway, im just putting these out here because why not and since im a little inactive in my main at this moment

im just cringe but free as usual :3

#metal gear solid #metal gear rising #mgr oc #buck speedwell #skibidi toilet #skibidi toilet oc #oc indie #devil may cry 5 #dmcv #dmc vergil #self ship #self insert #rodney says #promo thingy

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chocolakawaii · 4 months

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good ending 🌙

Nyx couldn't be by her son's side when he was born, not when her powers were sealed so that it would be easier to capture her. She left him in an orphanage and promised that she would return to the boy with his father.

#artists on tumblr #digital art #ibispaint art #oc #original art #original character #devil may cry #vergilsparda #nero devil may cry #dmc oc #devil may cry oc #devil may cry 5 #devil may cry 3 #arte digital #digital painting #ibispaint artist #artist on tumblr #art

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simpychocochan · 1 year

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Even thou Terra is in love with V (just like her human side Lilith), she is only mutuals with Vergil. Their relationship is pretty complicated and even though they like each other, they have trouble talking to each other, showing their emotions to each other-

Basically, they sit beside each other awkwardly, trying to sometimes talk to each other-

(Spoiler: Might make another DMC 5 OC to ship with Vergil hehe-)

#OC: Terra #oc #ocs #original character #my oc #own character #fan oc #oc trivia #fan character #dmc oc #devil may cry 5 oc #dmc 5 oc #dmc v #oc x canon #canon x oc #devil may cry oc #humanoid oc

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sattorntempura · 8 days

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:) i would really appreciate it if you gave my oc a chance. If not, it's okay. *cries*

Hey, peeps. Lately, I've been going through this uuuuugly artblock for my main project. (This is my first post, scary, lol.. really nervous)

So, a few months back, I drew a Devil May Cry OC. The images are under the 'more' tab, but i would really appreciate it if you read this first. With this art block going on and the urge to draw something other than my main/serious project, I decided to make a small comic of my OC's childhood and how he ended up meeting the main/canon characters/crew.

And if you're new to the DMC world, hello, welcome! I hope this little comic will encourage you to check out the official games, it's pretty fun!

Try to guess who I ship him with... Hey, don't look at my pfp! That's cheating!

So yeah, there's going to be some sketches/panels of this ship. Dw, nothing too explicit/graphic. It's fluff, lol. I think that's what they call it? There's going to be more information regarding the dmc - oc comic in a future post.

I know there's a lot of different opinions when shipping an oc with a canon character, so that's why I added this little 'more' tab/bar below so in case you're not interested, you can scroll away :) for those who choose to stay and continue on, thank you.

My oc's name is Ezra. He was created when a cool friend of mine invited me to RP the DMC5 storyline with them. I was kinda nervous at first since it was my first time to ever RP with someone. I got the hang of it, though! And it was fun! (The next/future post will provide more information of that if anybody is interested. Since it's kinda the reason why Ezra exists in the first place.) I am not sure if I will include the RP events in this comic, since like I've mentioned, it took place in the DMC5 storyline, and its quite a lottt. Just like the canon game. So I might draw the day (i mean the in-game time) after the Qliphoth was taken down. Or summarize the DMC5 storyline. There's still a lot of time to think about it since I'm going to start off with the background of this character, then when he becomes an adult, and then when he meets the crew.

☝️ This is how the cover of my oc's DMC comic will look like. The title is blurred out because I am still debating whether I should change it or not. Lol, it's kinda edgy, I might keep it that way.

☝️These right here are adult/present Ezra and a few panels of Vergil. I am still experimenting with the way I draw Vergil since I want to have him look a little closer to the game than the way he looks in manga. (Which is hard since I prefer drawing the exact style of any series official art... Because if I do it in my own version, it never looks like the character. So yes, this is a challenge.)

The drawing with Ezra's full body is supposed to be Ezra holding his scythe over his shoulder, but I gave up on finishing it since I didn't like the way his coat looked. You can even tell from the different coats he has in the other panels/images...

The image with Ezra getting food poisoning was from eating Dante's food. This idea stems from all those memes with Dante creating unidentified matter, whereas other characters like Vergil make decent food.

The first image and 3rd image are actually linked together, hehe. I wonder if any of you know the tilted towers reference? Lol

☝️Another Vergil sketch. He is laid next to Ezra in bed. (You can see the pillow that Ezra is cuddling with peeking in that image, lol). This moment is related to Vergil's nightmares.

☝️ The first image out of the two is one out of the 2 closest friends BEFORE the DMC5 events. I think you will really like them. They've put a huge impact on Ezra's life and are the very reason for the way/who he is today. I still don't have a design for the other friend, that's why it's not provided here.

The second image is just baby Ezra, not having a clue what the adults are talking about. The adults definitely didn't call him that...

☝️Lastly, this is my reaction once I created this DMC OC and decided to ship him with Vergil. I have no clue why Samsung does this to my images once edited, lol.

The same friend mentioned before also had me create an OC for a game that they play, and I failed to not grow attached to this character. (What!? I created them. They're like my own children now!) I might show u guys how he looks like when I finish his design.

If you guys have any questions, feel free to hit that, uh, *checks profile*, Ask me anything button, I will try my best to respond. If I don't respond, it's because I am still a boomer to this app and don't know how to operate it. Another reason is because the answer to your question may be a spoiler.

Like I've mentioned before, information about the comic itself will be explained in the next post. I don't spam post, so don't worry about getting lost in my profile trying to look for more information. I will try to have a pinned(?) post, if this app allows me, where I can add links like the way I've seen other users on here do it.

Haha, I add lazy watermarks (even though my art ain't that worthy) because I've seen small artist get their art clapped by a-hole users without permission. This has also happened to me, but it was yeeeaaarrrsss ago. This is why I don't post much of my art nowadays. Especially with the "art" bot-stealing going around. I need to find a better way to not let it happen to my art ever again.

Thank you for taking the time to view this, I really appreciate it! If you are interested in my OC's journey in the DMC world, feel free to follow me. You might even see my art growth/process between the very start of the comic to the very end of it! I hope it gets better... lol, watch it get worse- they slowly transform into stickmen HAHA

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