#kerry x masc v

[caffeinatedrogue]

it all started with my headcanon of Vincent being good at pool and teaching Kerry, hence having to eject it from my brain in some form,

...then I got sentimental about lore BIG TIME so I did something unthinkable and I ....wrote :tm: !!! 100% forgetting that I am no native speaker and I can't write for shit so venture forth at your own risk (fluff, it's fluff, andthere's a funny pic at the end)

Curved over the green woolen surface, his brow furrowed in concentration, V. held his breath - then arm and cue moved in a smooth stroke. The white ball hit its target with a sharp ‘knock’, sending the 8-ball rolling straight into the pocket. Nice.  He didn’t have the time to smile however, as a frustrated exclamation came from somewhere behind him. 

“Ugh…goddamnit!” Perched upon his stool, Kerry smacked his thighs in a show of disappointment.  “Looks like I’m gonna have to pay  for yet another round. Fuckin’ awesome, really.”  

Vincent, still hunched over the table, quickly turned in worry - only to see that the man was actually amused, a cheeky grin upon his face. Relieved but still trying his best not to look too chuffed about having landed the winning shot he straightened up and did a little stretch before fetching the glass he’d left on the table rail. 

“Whev, you almost had me. For a second I thought I had really hurt your pride”. He gave Kerry a little wink and took a sip of whiskey. “Gotta say, you put up a fight this round”.

“Well, I’ve got a very good teacher…and he’s quite the looker, too.” Kerry hopped off his seat and walked up to him. “But seriously, how come you’re this fuckin’ good at it?’’

 Vincent gestured at the other tables. “See for yourself. Take a look around and watch who else is playing.’’

Kerry craned his neck. He had not given the other customers much thought until that moment, but now he could see it - little groups of youngsters in dusty leathers and bomber jackets were gathered all around, chattering and having a pint -  some of them bearing Aldecaldos patches. 

“Riiiight. Nomads. Heh, makes sense. Guess you had many a night like this.”

Leaning against the wooden edge of the table, V slipped a cigarette between his lips and lit it. 

“Yep”, he said between puffs of smoke. “This is pretty much the best you can find in terms of nightlife, if you’re not from the big cities. Booze is decent, people are nice save from the occasional fight, and you get to wind down away from camp after a hard day of work”.

He looked down into the glass as he spoke, swirling his whiskey. Kerry could see something - nostalgia, or something else? - suddenly cloud his eyes, lost in distances only V.’s mind could see. It only lasted a moment before he snapped out of it, quickly turning his gaze back on Ker.

“Anyway that’s the secret: hundreds of matches - half of those, I played drunk as a skunk.” he quipped with a little smile, wrapping his arms around Kerry’s waist. Then his voice turned soft. “Though for city folks this kind of thing must grow old very quickly, I guess. I hope you’re not…well, bored?”  It was there that it truly hit Kerry - those nights were not only about leaving the City and all its weight behind for a few hours, looking for something different - letting their hair down at some roadside bar where nobody gave them a second look or cared about who was who. Him - he could simply drive around NC and have a tale to tell for every corner of it: crashing the car with Johnny, playing this or that gig, hell, even where his favorite record store in the 30s used to be. Meanwhile, severed from it, all Vincent had to show for his past were an old car and a bunch of sun-faded pictures on the wall near his bed. A night on a highway across the Badlands was as close as V. could get to showing him something of it, a semblance of his world and the places he’d loved, or what his life had been like: in short, who he was. And hoping Kerry would like it - would like him as he truly was, with his lack of frills and sophistication, one who found joy in the little things. A bittersweet act of vulnerability: those nights together - he’d  be cherishing them even more now, Ker thought, pressing himself against V. He nuzzled his neck, kissing one of the roses inked on his skin. “Not a chance. ‘Sides, even an empty room could be my favorite place, if it had you in it. But now…” he looked up at V mischievously, playing with the bullet pendant on his neck. “...I was thinking you could give me a few more pointers, y’know. Not quite sure my grip is quite right yet… and my uh… posture…”. Kerry stepped backwards, tugging flirtatiously at the neck of V's shirt while he did so. “Gotta get good, so you can stop missing easy shots to make me feel better.”.

 Vincent’s eyes widened. “I don’t –” “Yes, you do. And it’s goddamn sweet, you gonk.” 

His gaze never leaving Vincent’s, he retrieved the cue stick he’d abandoned against the stool, then slowly made his way back to the table and curved over it right next to V, playful eyes looking up to him from over his shoulder, his smirk an invitation. 

“So, whatcha waiting for?”

The merc put down his glass. A moment later he was behind him, and Kerry welcomed the feeling of V’s chest pressed against his back, of his hand on his waist pulling him back. Nothing in Night City, hell nothing in the world could ever come close to the way he made him feel just standing next to him: transformed, new, fearless, alive with feelings he had no names or words for yet. He shivered: V’s breath caressed his neck as he whispered in his ear.

“Farther from the table. Find your footing, you gotta distribute your weight. And… bend down lower, sunshine.”

if you made it to here ty T_T and have a bonus pic that shows another reason why Kerry enjoys pool so much (sorry but the inherent homoeroticism of it compelled me ok)

#kerry eurodyne #kerry x v #kerry x masc v #cyberpunk 2077 #art tag #cringe but free my psychologist is gonna be so proud of me for doing stuff I can't do and just yeeting it out #oc: v for vincent

[plazmafields]

When the Us Cracks girls invited him out, Kerry asked V to be his plus one. They all had a blast, but at some point in the evening, the boys seemingly disappeared.

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[timaeusterrored]

V: Who’s Kesha?

Kerry: Jesus Fucking Christ do I have to teach you EVERYTHING

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[mrssimply]

Happy up here.

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[artisticalassassin]

my (1) mascV i've played so far this goes out to the like 2 mlem followers in the sea of wuhluhwuh followers

#i have this v using the masc japanese VO #it matches the dynamic i've created for him and kerry in my head so very well #cyberpunk 2077 #v cyberpunk #kerry eurodyne #kerry x v #male v #masc v #cp2077 #artwork

[elvenbeard]

A Like Supreme

#cyberpunk 2077 #cp2077 #cyberpunk vp #cp2077 vp #cyberpunk photomode #kerry eurodyne #cyberpunk v #male v cyberpunk #masc v #kerry eurodyne x v #vincent ezaki #my vp #otp: to bad decisions #HHHHH LISTEN #A Like Supreme is one of my most favourite quests for so many reasons #it's done so so so well - everything #and there's also so many little implications that are excellent headcanon fodder #eg do Nancy and Denny/Henry ever wonder about V's shift of demeanor and how they play the guitar so well? where Kerry even found them? #also the whole thing of there 100% being pics or recordings of the whole gig and V seeing themselves afterwards - I cannot imagine #seeing yourself move like you're a different person with just a few to zero memories of the whole thing #but for Vince - despite the weirdness and shock of seeing himself how he is like with Johnny in control #it's also a relief to know from the recording that Johnny behaved this time around and didn't do weird shit #rebuilding at least a fraction of their broken trust again #and also Kerry coming back to life on stage and surely at some point realizing that he wouldn't be there without V #how V really is the one making all this possible and risking so much by trusting Johnny #just to make him feel better and give them both a chance to find the closure they never got #like... man. my feels #in my hc that's not yet the moment when Kerry falls for Vince #but surely the moment he realizes there's so much more to him he wants to get to know properly - just needs to figure out how

[astarionhistears]

"𝚈𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚘 𝚍𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚔" "𝚂𝚑𝚞𝚝 𝚞𝚙, 𝙺𝚎𝚛"

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[cybercaffie]

of when Kerry convinced V. to get interviewed and photographed for NC's trendiest tattoo mag! And I had fun playing editorial team. I wanted to make it look like a magazine spread and it's not tumblr friendly unless you're on desktop, so here's the transcript under the cut!

THE LAST OF THE ROCKERBOYS He is a man that needs no introduction: Kerry Eurodyne is a living, breathing legend. From the infamous Samurai to a brilliant solo career spanning decades, if Night City had a soundtrack he would be its lead composer. Make no mistake, this rockerboy is no relic of a bygone era: with a sold out world tour showcasing his unmatched energy and charisma on stage and a new album topping the charts, his comeback has proven that his creative flair is simply inextinguishable. See that devilish spark in his eyes? Looks like the fun has only begun for Mr. Eurodyne.

ROOTS and ROCK n’ ROLL

Kerry’s body is a moving work of art: his custom one-of-a-kind cyberware merges the elegance of the best fashionware with all the enhancements a musician of his caliber needs. And his ink tells his story as a man and a musician: on his left arm and chest we can see stunning examples of batok, the indigenous tattoos of the Philippines. It’s all about authenticity: «These were all done there by local filipino artists, with traditional tools. No machines.». In the past these markings often represented identity, bravery and protection; for Kerry «it’s my way to remember where I come from, my roots. ‘Cause I’m hella proud of them.»   The right arm is also about his identity, but as a musician: a full sleeve of neo-traditional Japanese inspiration in black and white with pops of red. «You’ve got it all: Samurai, 2023 when Johnny died and…well, a tribute to my favorite vodka and smokes, haha.». And to top it all off, the Eurodyne logo on the shoulder, where we find the batok elements again. Cultural heritage and rock n’ roll meet: this ink has soul, one that is authentic and eclectic like his music.

_ FAMILY (V)ALUES In NC’s underworld Vincent is a celebrity in his own right- if you like to run with mercs then you surely must have heard about the new “king of the Afterlife”, a title that he seems to find uneasy. Countless rumors surround him but a fact is certain: he was born and bred a nomad and his skin is a tapestry of his former life, spent on countless roads across the southern states. But nomad life isn’t about riding with wind in your hair: living by nomad ideals means hardships and hard work. The number one priority, protecting the clan: the lone wolf dies, the pack survives.

IDEALS AND IDENTITY Roses, cowboys, skulls - from authentic vintage American Traditional pieces to more new-school inspired ones, V.’s body is an encyclopedia when it comes to the Old School style.  Like for the sailors and soldiers of old, every tattoo is symbolic - the most evident, the battle royale backpiece: «For nomads, the meaning of the animals is opposite. We see ourselves as the snake, fighting off a larger foe - it’s about surviving despite the odds.». In his countless tattoos, centuries-old american iconographies are imbued with biographical meaning. «Top right arm, big ol’ devil and various symbols to ward him off. This arm is more about…the big events. Changes. Some I got after I left, like the dead racer». The left arm is equally packed with ink: «This one is more about memories: first kill, first heartbreak, people who are gone, people I hold dear... Happy or sad, all parts of who I am». If you want to get ink like this, better be ready for an interstate trip: you won’t find this type of artistry in NC. V.’s recommendations?   «I-40 west of Albuquerque, then 371, ask about Ricky at Dawn’s Inn. Though he might be in Atlanta now… then Lucky Chester, just north of Tulsa. Closest? Miss Mallory Mercy, between Reno and Carson». Safe travels, reader.

_

WHEN TWO WORLDS MEET A nomad-turned-merc and a rockstar: it’s not a match you hear of everyday. Unlikely? Maybe. Too different for it to work? Naysayers, you will be disappointed: the chemistry between these two is undeniable.  Who would have thought that Badlands and City could mix this well?

#kerry eurodyne #cyberpunk 2077 #cyberpunk2077 #kerry x v #v x kerry #oc: v for vincent #masc v #s: heart of gold #throw me a bone please I cried so much doing this lmao though the game only died once surprisingly #''this won't take too long'' *20000 hours later* #true reason aside from shipping brain: wanted to get mileage out of the tattoo mod ok

[humberg]

Kerry was never much of a bath person... That was until he met V.

#I finally caved to all the beautiful bathtub shots and wanted to be part of it 🧼 😌👉👈 #been feeling quite soppy recently :’) #why don’t hardly any of them own bathtubs? 🛁 #smh #kerry eurodyne #oc: vincent ronin #kerry x v #cyberpunk 2077 #masc v

[plazmafields]

V's a living legend at the Afterlife, he's got a stylish new mansion, and his head is one consciousness lighter. And he's not handling it well. V knew Johnny had to go or they'd both die, but he wasn't prepared for how empty he'd feel. Emotionally and...physically? Psychologically? The turn around between Jackie dying and Johnny getting wiped was too quick, V hadn't had time to process all of it. Any of it, really. He could say he feels numb, but that's not right. He feels too many emotions all at once, but he can't express anything. "System overload" would be more accurate.

When a room is quiet for too long, V can almost hear Johnny's voice in the back of his head, an indecipherable murmur. When he's alone and hears a voice, he assumes it's Johnny's. He replies accordingly, often to the room's confusion. Sometimes he responds in his head, forgetting he has to move his lips and vocal cords for others to hear what he's thinking.

It's been a long and difficult adjustment, but Kerry understands. He remembers hearing Johnny's snide, critical remarks echo with every strum of a cord. He remembers staring at his guitar from across the room, listening to a repeating memory of Johnny's fingers on the strings. Distinct. Inimitable.

That doesn't mean it hurts any less when V calls him "Johnny" by mistake. After 50 years of trying to escape that Silver shadow that loomed over his life and career, and finally succeeding, it feels like a major step back. Kerry's been patient--something V has profusely thanked him for--but he's snapped more than once.

Kerry wonders if this is how V felt when they first met. He had such a hard time separating the two in his mind at first, despite being able to tell them apart easily. V's a rebel, an anarchist, an edgerunner to the bone, but not in the same way Johnny always was. V had expressed, when they started dating, that he didn't want to play second fiddle to Johnny. If there had been--or still was--anything between Johnny and him, Kerry ought to come clean. V tended to be a little sensitive to comparisons at the time, but since Johnny's removal, he hasn't shown any signs of insecurity.

Insecurity is now Kerry's burden to bare. He knows in the forefront of his mind that each time V uses the wrong name, it's simply an accident. The last person around him day in and day out was Johnny, so it follows that after moving in together, V occasionally uses the name of his previous "housemate." But Kerry's feelings of inferiority hiss and screech on instinct, like a bat brought to the light, each time he hears the late rocker's name. He's never held his tongue before, but he holds it for V. The marc apologizes ad nauseum each time it happens, and Kerry tells him it's alright.

And it is, he thinks. They've each gotten better; Kerry's reactions are less visceral now, and V is getting used to it being Kerry in his peripherals. Neither will ever be completely without Johnny, much to their dismay, but he's less a part of their daily lives now.

Life, as it were. They've adjusted well to living together. Both men are busy frequently; V's thievery is better done under the cover of night, and Kerry's shows run late due to multiple encores. But when they converge at home in the wee hours of the morning, the world stands still for them, giving them a precious moment to bask in what little time they may have left together.

V's still looking for a permanent cure. Kerry worries his lover won't outlive him. What an odd thing to hope for, he realizes, to die long before V. Before he finds his first grey hair; before he begins feeling the weather in his joints; before he starts groaning whenever he stands from the couch.

V's eyes catch on Kerry's from across the living room. He hadn't realized he'd been staring.

"Wha'cha thinkin' about?" V asks, inquisitive hazel eyes adjusting like a camera shutter around void-black pupils.

Kerry smiles as he replies without hesitation, "Thinkin' about how much I love you."

They haven't said it a lot, only when things get really bad. When V wakes up searching for Johnny, when he has nightmares of Jackie bleeding out and not being able to stop it. When Kerry gets another email from his custody lawyer, when he battles with his label to renegotiate ownership of his masters.

V rises from his seat and joins Kerry on the couch, kissing his forehead as he sits. "Everything okay?" He rubs his hand firmly up and down Kerry's thigh.

"Sure," Kerry lays his arm across the back of the couch, coaxing V to lean into him. "Just feel like I don't remind you enough, that's all."

V grins as he scoots closer. "Well feel free to remind me as much as you want." He grabs Kerry's free hand in his, interlocking their fingers and squeezing tightly, whispering as he leans in for a kiss, "I love you too, Ker."

#idk i just wanted some domestic shit #kerry eurodyne #cyberpunk 2077 #cyberpunk kerry #cyberpunk 2077 v #male v x kerry #kerry x v #kerry x masc v #masc v #male v cyberpunk #kerry x male v

[timaeusterrored]

It feels very out of character for Kerry to not immediately start calling V babe. Like during his end game phone calls, he could have been pulling nicknames left and right. Wtf is “well well, hey V” ?????? “Hey babe.” Seems more like it

#like???? #maybe I should go in there and rewrite the story my SELF #cyberpunk 2077 #kerry eurodyne #cyberpunk kerry #cyberpunk v #male v #kerry x v #kerry eurodyne x v #kerry #male v cyberpunk #ker x v #kerry eurodyne x male v #kerry x male v #v x kerry #cyberpunk v x kerry #v x kerry eurodyne #male v x kerry #kerry x masc v #cyberpunk romance

[mrssimply]

"V, huh, everything all right? You sound strange." "'Course, yeah. Just wanted to hear ya"

"Hey Ker".

"Fuck, V?! What happened?!" "Not my blood."

"Shit you scared me... that call!" "Yeah, it's alright now.

"I huh... got a surprise for you."

"Fuck."

"Johnny... That really you?" "Flesh 'n bones, Ker. Happy to see me?"

"Can't believe it!" "Can think of a few ways to make it real. Just c'mere."

The heroes come back.

#cyberpunk 2077 #cp2077 #johnny silverhand #male v #kerry eurodyne #virtual photography #silverdyne #kerry x v #kerry x johnny #silverV #masc V #practicing practicing practicing #maybe getting the hang of it #since I'm not writing anything #decided to uses pictures

[elvenbeard]

This started out as a joke on Discord, but then I wanted to draw it so badly, so here we go xD I just love the idea of Kerry, Johnny, and Rogue being millennials and having grown up more or less with the same (or similar) media I did. As they get older it just gets more likely to run into people like V who just don't know certain things anymore that were integral to their youth... I feel like everyone can relate to that, right? VHS anyone, floppy disks, cassette tapes?

(bonus: V might actually have seen the old Gremlins film, should it exist in this universe, bc he is a bit of a nerd... but he sometimes just enjoys teasing Kerry about stuff like that a bit too much XD impromptu movie nights with him as a follow up are an additional plus xD)

P.S. I totally borrowed the idea of Kerry's V-pendant from @timaeusterrored because I loved the idea of him getting sth like that so much xD

#cyberpunk 2077 #cp2077 #cyberpunk fanart #cp2077 fanart #kerry eurodyne #kerry eurodyne x v #v cyberpunk #male v cyberpunk #masc v #otp: to bad decisions #vincent ezaki #art by me #I still want V's pants for myself #Kerry's too #I need to stop drawing clothes that I then want irl XD #I really enjoyed making this I wanna do all the comics all the time #more elaborate ones too eventually #like... with real panels and stuff xDD not just a dividing line down the middle sometimes at an angle xD

[astarionhistears]

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