DanLady Week 2025
Day 6. Actors AU
"Tell us about your character!"
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DanLady Week 2025
Day 6. Actors AU
"Tell us about your character!"
Based on this cast interview

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Hybrid Moments Comic!
Hello, everyone!
We're happy to announce that DanLady Week 2025 will be happening November 24th â 30th on both Tumblr and Twitter!
In honor of the 20th anniversary of Dante and Lady's bond we invite you to take some inspiration from the prompts list above.
We've worked hard on choosing them: after voting, the most popular options were included, but there's a free day - to use your creativity wothout any limits!
Before diving into work, please, take in account the following rules and guidelines:
we welcome all flavors of DanLady: dmc3, dmc4, dmc5, ndmc, dmc 2007 and etc. â letâs show love to them all
you can contribute with any type of media/creations â arts, fanfics, edits, gifsets, headcanons, graphics â everything is fine as long as it features DanLady
all content must be original work created solely for the event, please refrain from using AI
your work must focus largely on DanLady, but itâs okay to include other characters/side ships
your submission must not contain ship/character bashing
all the prompts can be interpreted in any way and not always literal
there are 3 prompt types for each day, but itâs up to you to use only one or merge them together
nsfw submissions are acceptable but make sure to mark your work appropriately
late entries are welcome too
make sure to tag your works with #danladyweek so we wonât miss your contribution
Do let us know if you have any questions or concerns! We appreciate everyoneâs support!
Letâs have fun and enjoy DanLady anniversary!
Authorâs Note: Time for Day 3.
Danlady week Day 3,: Mission Goes Wrong/âAnyone touches her in this world, and youâll die in that one.â (Prompts by @dantelady-office)
Trigger Warnings: Blood mentioned, stabbing mentioned cursing
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It was supposed to be a slam dunk mission.
It was supposed to be easy.
Nothing bad was supposed to happen.
All they were supposed to do was empty out a warehouse of a few Riots, that what was described by the client. Morrison even said that they should be in and out in a flash.
So why, why is she on the ground and why was there so much blood?
The Ache of the First Light
For Day 5 of #DanLadyWeek2025, hereâs a reunion moment from the AU Iâve been working on. For context, Dante and Lady reunite after her rescue from a place outside time where his demon powers are temporarily shut down. A psychic shock slams into him mid-battle, showing Ladyâs apparition. When he makes it back topside, he learns sheâs been missing for eight months on top of the year heâs been gone. Itâs written in a lean, cinematic format for the feels.
If you enjoy this slice, the whole series is here: https://archiveofourown.org/series/4812610
Big thanks to Angstchen and everyone involved for creating something that lets us celebrate a beloved ship.
========== (NOTE: Ladyâs hair turns white here due to the harsh effects of an artifact while sheâs in deep sleep. Just in case anyone is wondering about the hair.)
FADE IN: EXT. DEVIL MAY CRY SHOP â ROOFTOP â LATER THAT DAY â SUNSET
(OPTIONAL: MUSIC CUE FOR EMOTIONAL IMPACT - "Nothing Else Matters" Cover by Joslin - Piano intro begins here.)
The rooftop is windswept and quiet. Below, the city hums in bruised colorsâpurple, steel blue, streaks of neon bleeding into low-hanging clouds. A golden rim of light edges the horizon, caught in the jagged lines of skyline and smoke.
Lady stands near the ledge, back to us, one hand loosely gripping the wall. Her silver-white hair flicks in the wind, stranger. She wears Danteâs old band shirt, oversized and worn soft, and a clean pair of Nicoâs field shorts. No armor. No pretense. Just her, wind-cut and steady, watching the city breathe beneath a bruised sky.
The nightmares linger beneath her skin. Fractured echoes. Reveries unraveling into darker shapes.
She stares ahead. Something stirs behind her eyes.
Footsteps. Steady. Unmistakable.
She doesnât turn.
DANTE: (offscreen, voice low and steady) âThought Iâd find you here.â (beat) âYou okay?â
LADY: (quiet, still turned away) âItâs quieter up here. Not as many shadows.â
She swallows. Her knuckles tighten on the wall.
LADY (CONTâD): âBut they still crawl up when the light fades.â
Dante steps into frame. The wind lifts the hem of his crimson coat. Creased from wear, but still sharp. Black leather pants. Boots solid with purpose. His silhouette is unmistakable.
He doesnât speak right away. Just watches her. He lets the quiet breathe. No pressure. Just presence.
LADY: âThere was a place in my head with plenty of those. A maze that never ended.â (beat) âI fought like hell to get through it. Harder than anything Iâve faced.â (softly) âYou were there too⌠different versions.â
She exhalesâquiet, uneven. Her gaze hardens slightly.
LADY (CONTâD): âStill not sure I made it out with all of me intact.â (beat) âThe things I saw⌠feltâŚâ
DANTE: âYeah. But youâre out. Youâre back.â (beat) âThatâs what matters.â
He waits beside her. Still. No sudden moves.
Lady shifts just enough to meet his gaze. The wind slips between them.
DANTE: (half-grin) âSo⌠what do you say we get your mind off it?â
(OPTIONAL: MUSIC CUE FOR EMOTIONAL IMPACT - "Nothing Else Matters" Cover by Joslin - Let the first chime of the bell, followed by the strings, land here.)
He steps forward, slowly, carefully. Just enough.
DANTE (CONT'D): âMaybe grab a beer at that scummy dive you hate. Or go find something big and ugly to shoot full of holes.â (shrugs) âYou know, the usual.â
Lady exhales slowly. Some of the tension leaves her shoulders. She turns slightly toward him, not fully, just enough to let him in. Her fingers slip from the wall, hand falling gently to her side. Not guarded. Just open.
He inches closer. She doesnât pull back.
Then he lifts a hand, gently placing it against the wall behind her, just above her head.
Not boxing her in. Just grounding. Close, but waiting.
DANTE: âOr whatever else sounds good.â
The space between them hums with things unsaid.
DANTE (CONTâD): (lower) âWhat do you say?â
Lady doesnât speak.
Her breath hitches. She studies him quietly, grounding herself.
She steps in, just slightly.
LADY: (quiet) âI donât know if Iâm whole.â (beat) âMaybe I never will be.â
She reaches up. Her fingers find the strap across his chest and hold, anchoring to something that wonât break.
LADY: âBut I know youâre here.â
She leans in. Slow. Honest.
Their lips meet. Not polished. Not sweet.
Just a test. Proof. That heâs real. That sheâs not alone.
No urgency. No heat. Just contact. A quiet defiance against the illusions. Against whatâs unsaid.
They hold itânot long, but long enough.
Then Dante pulls back. His eyes search hers, shadowed. Torn.
DANTE: (soft) ââŚmaybe we shouldnât.â
Silence.
The breeze slips past again.
She doesnât argue. She doesnât crumble. She just nods onceâ a flicker of steel behind the quiet.
They let go. Fingers slipping apart.
A breath shared, then lost.
Dante turns his back. Jaw clenched. Shoulders locked. Fists curling.
Lady watches. Still. No tears. No protest.
Just silence.
Thenâ
DANTE: (under his breath)ââŚto hell with it.â
He spins. A storm in motion.
Two strides and heâs there.
Grabbing her. Pulling her in like sheâs already slipping away.
His hand finds her waist. Firm. Desperate.
Their mouths crash together. Hungry. Raw. Unguarded.
A slow crimson glow pulses beneath his skin. His Devil Trigger charges. Not rage. Not hunger. Not fury.
Just everything he locked away, finally unchainedâbut held steady. Controlled. A heartbeat made of want, grief, and something dangerously close to hope.
Lady breaks the kissâjust for a flickerâsearching his face.
His eyes flash red.
She doesnât flinch. Doesnât hesitate.
She accepts him. Man. Myth. Demon.
Her arms wrap around his neck.
Their bodies lock.
Nothing else exists.
Not war. Not memory.
Just them.
They part. Just barely.
Foreheads touch. Breathless. Burning.
Dante reaches up.
Tucks a lock of hair behind her ear. Memorizing.
His touch: reverent. Unshaking. (OPTIONAL: MUSIC CUE â FADE OUT HERE)

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