DMC Gen Week

From the previous prompt here

Vergil wakes up to baby Nero’s hugs <3

I might not be able to finish @dmcgenweek but I won’t let the wholesome content dwindle!

woops, late for a day as i’m currently having a writer’s block. Plus i think I burn out my brain since I have never written out so many stories before. 

Anyway, this week has been a blast and thank you for reading my stories. 

Title: Let’s game. Summary: “The answer is, no. Dante.”

 “Oh I get it. I bet you’re scared of people finding out that you are suck at it. That must hurt your ego quite a lot.”

 “I do not suck at it, little brother.” 

“Okay… How do you even know that if you haven’t even play it?”

Words: 1107 Characters:  Dante, Vergil, Trish, reader Prompt: Open  Read at AO3: click here For: @dmcgenweek

For @dmcgenweek, a bonus scene for the birthday theme from day six.

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It took a lot of pestering, but when V finally told the group the truth of his origins, Nico’s outlandish reaction caught him completely off guard.

She burst into laughter.

The group stared at her in confusion until she fell silent, wiping tears from her eyes as she caught her breath. Dante spoke first.

“What the hell is so funny about this?”

Indeed, V was wondering the same. He found nothing humorous about his impending death and it stung to see her mirth at his news. She was his friend, weren’t friends supposed to want to keep each other alive? Not laugh at their looming doom, surely…

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry… It’s just, V, I gotta know, what’s it like to have two birthdays?” she asked.

Oh, for heaven’s sake.

“I fail to see the relevance,” he replied tersely.

“Well, I’m curious what your sign is.”

My… sign?

Nero groaned, rolling his eyes. “Not this garbage again…”

Nico crossed her arms and glared at him. “It ain’t garbage, at least not all of it! You can learn a lot about someone by their sign!”

“Like what?”

“Like what kind of person they are!”

V sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. “What are you talking about?”

Nero stood and walked over to pat V’s lean shoulder in a gesture of sympathy.

“Astrology, man. Good luck.”

For @dmcgenweek, day six. Birthday/Musical. Enjoy!

Kyrie loves musicals. If it’s on Broadway, chances are she knows every word. Nero can’t stand the music style, so she has to use headphones when he’s home. The minute he leaves, she turns up the volume on the stereo and starts singing along at the top of her lungs, sometimes even getting the kids to join her as she dances across the living room floor.

When she hears Wicked is coming to town, she’s so excited! She’s never been to a live performance before, and there’s going to be a matinee on her birthday. She buys three tickets and hides them away until the day finally arrives.

She’d clued in Nero, of course. He helps her convince Nico and Dante to accompany her on an errand, keeping her secret as he always would. When they get close to the theater, Nico following her directions haphazardly, she finally spills the beans. Nico is excited, she’s always down for a show. Dante complains that “it’s for chicks,” and not his scene, but he can’t stand up to her puppy-dog eyes and quivering lip as she reminds him it’s her birthday.

For @dmcgenweek Day 6 - Birthday/Musical

For this one, I had this playing on repeat while writing, and it’s totally what Vergil was playing. :3

For @dmcgenweek Day 4 - Protection/Smile

Yet another entry! Hopefully this works well enough. XD

And then Nero gets his arm cut off and Nelo Angelo goes I AM YOUR FATHER.

What Now?

Summary: A drabble about Kat and Dante talking through some stuff in the aftermath of Vergil leaving; Kat engages in some introspection about Vergil, Dante, and how things have come to this.

Part of @dmcgenweek Day 4 Prompt: Protection/Smile

(I’m falling a little behind, sorry!)

“Did you really mean what you said back there?” Kat picked at her lo mein with her plastic fork, as the TV in the hole-in-the-wall Chinese restaurant blared with yet more talking heads arguing over how accurate the word “demon” was and what exactly had happened at Silver Sacks Tower. “About the world being under your protection?”

Dante glanced at her and chewed slowly, mouth full of dumpling. “Yeah, of course I meant it.”

She fell back into silence, making a token effort to eat. Truthfully, she wasn’t hungry. Remembering the look on Vergil’s face as he snapped at her to stay out of an argument over the fate of humanity still made her stomach churn.

“What, you thought I’d bail? Like he did?”

“No.” She put her fork down, giving up the pretense. “You told me once I could count on you to stick with us until the end. I believed you, and I still do.”

“Then what’s with the thousand-yard stare?” He took his boots down off the table and let his chair fall back onto four legs with a thump, leaning on his elbows to look at her.

“It’s nothing.”

“Hey.” His frown was full of concern, but she couldn’t help seeing Vergil’s ‘what am I missing?’ frown in it. “You wanna keep it to yourself, that’s fine by me, but unlike my brother, I actually care about the answer.”

“…there’s a part of me that wants to defend him, you know. Say he does care, he’s just hyperfocused, that’s just his way.” She leaned back in her chair, tilting her head back to watch the ceiling fan spin. “But I guess no matter how well you think you know someone, you never know how they really feel.”

“Kat, you can trust me. I swear, I will not let him or anybody else squat on Mundus’ empty throne. I don’t care if I have to kill every damn demon on the planet.”

“I know.” She sighed and lifted her head up to meet his gaze again. “It’s just, this fight has been my whole life ever since I joined up with Vergil, and now…” She shrugged. “He’s gone, the Order is gone, all my friends are gone. This was supposed to be the endgame. He used to call it V-Day, like Victory Day. Only now, I think the ‘V’ stood for something else.”

Dante snorted, remembering the time he’d commented on Vergil’s pretentious-ass dashboard in his car and the response was “if I have to spend all my time hiding, I deserve this one indulgence.” Then he reached across the table and gently put a hand on her arm. “Not all your friends are gone,” he said.

For @dmcgenweek Day 3 - Grief/Sleep

And my third entry for DMC Gen Week!

Do you still dream of him? Do you still feel the cold pull at the back of your head, like he’s calling you? Do you hear him calling you in the dead of night?

Speak not of nightmares, for it gives them more power, more substance, and before you know it, you end up being their prey. 

DMC Gen Week: Day 6

Title: Of Cake and Pudding 

Summary: Just father and son in the kitchen, baking.

Words: 2255

Characters: Nero, Vergil

Prompt:birthday

Title: Loose Veil Summary: Vergil was having trouble with sleeping due to the nightmares but tonight he dream of someone he never thought he would see ever again. Words: 1164 Characters:  Vergil and Sparda Prompt: dream/nightmare

Read at AO3: click here For: @dmcgenweek

do you think vergil heard about that "friday" song down in hell... bc if not, this is gonna be a GREAT birthday present

0.2 seconds from disaster.

Hope ya’ll like Dante and Vergil being sad on their birthday bc that’s what this is!