/ˌsʌɪkə(ʊ)səˈkatɪk/

sorry for the flaws composition/bad trad-art font but

belated fanart/comic for the 11th anniversary for DmC: Devil May Cry!

This is what they did after the whole ending of DmC. They just want treats.

my entire thoughts throughout DMC Devil May Cry. (Vergil when I get you..)

i have a LOT to work on

my coloring is bad

I was working near the inner edge of the sketchbook so... She does look wonky😫

besides that the reason I'm posting is that.. i just love this hair color on her?? It's that light golden brown color from the og Leon Kennedy rendition in RE4 the color some RE fans do point out because Leon is actually brunet

MAKE MY CHARACTER FEEL LOVED.  / Fluff is always welcomed here.

            . † The devil hunter pauses long enough at the sound of her voice  ——  for the sudden intrusion of a small item within his grasp to occur. It all but catching his attention as he pulled his hand away ; raising it to inspect the foreign item in question. A small vial, he raises one brow in confusion as he stands there. Gaze affixed upon Kat, his silence allows her to tell him all that he needs to know ( even the last bit ; he CATCHES it. Saying nothing. ) His features soften as his shoulders lax. Grip tight, yet careful so as to not break the vial under his own strength.

“ … “ Despite the fluctuating nature of her appearance  ( confidence & the feeling of no use clashing. ) He glances at his cupped hand before back at Kat.  As he slots the small vial into the safety of his breast pocket ( slipping his hand under his chest strap. ) He gives it a gentle pat, as he tilts his form only slightly as he ——  in an attempt to comfort the women ——  cautiously & GENTLY rests a hand on her shoulder. His hand doesn’t linger there for long as he pulls away. But in that moment a smile escapes him ; as he smiles through his single visible eye.

“ Don’t worry. “ He starts, glancing off to the side. “ Besides, it’s the thought that counts. “ Dante finally drawls. Comforting another wasn’t his forte ( hadn’t been in so long. ) But to have it sink in that she was doing this because she was CONCERNED ( thought of him, whatever it were. ) It was already enough for him.  Even if deep down, his gut twisted. Having forgotten what it was like for another to be worried over him…

kat as a snezhnaya's harbinger for this fic