Self Aware Dmc- NeroKiri Special!- a withering angel in need of care! pLEaSe iT hURtS sO MUcH! I dOn’T WAnT tO bE HErE ANymORe
HI GUYSSSS HERES THE NEROKIRI SPECIAL!! This just me yapping but I lowkey like the title, I just think it’s clever…get it cuz. Cuz Nero calls the player angel…and Kyrie’s nickname for them is a flower so like…they can wither..aha aha…um. Anyway-
CREDITS TO 🪼🌌 ANON AND THIS ASK FOR GIVING ME THE INSPO FOR THE ENDING (and technically pt 5 of this lil saga…which i haven’t even started- AHEM-)
Triggers warnings!! Uhhh…gore??? Question mark??? It’s alluded to, at least…um…yeah…
Also ps for this oneshot bold, italic white text like this is for two characters thinking at once! And when it isn’t in italic like here, they’re speaking outloud at once!
And in case anyone’s wondering, I did, in fact, edit the nicknames V has for the player! Mostly because I can use those easier in future posts!! Sorry for the inconvenience!!
ANYWAY YEAH GUYS I HOPE YOU ENJOYYYY!!!ILYYYY BYE BYEEEE!!!
“Ugghh fuck…” You groaned as you woke up, sitting up on the bed -when did you even get to your room anyway??- feeling way more feverish than you last remembered.
“Angel…? You’re finally up” “Snowdrop!” You snapped your head towards the door as you heard it open, watching as Nero and Kyrie entered the room. Said exsongstress rushing to your side and hugging you.
“Kyrie..? Nero?” You uttered quietly, watching as she embraced you before relaxing in her hold and leaning against her
Normally you wouldn’t have relaxed so easily but you’re too out of it to care about that right now…you just needed comfort. Something the couple seemed too eager to give
“What happened? Last I remember I was throwing my guts out in the trash with a lil’ code on the side” You muttered, watching as Nero took a seat on your other side
“That’s…” He trailed off, sighing as he put a hand to your forehead. “one way to put it…you forgot the blood, too”
“Oh shit” You blinked back, feeling Kyrie hold you tighter at the mention of your current condition. Glancing in her direction and hesitating before placing a hand on her lower back and rubbing your thumb gently to comfort her. Looking away since you were too embarrassed to see her reaction. You’d never reciprocated any affection after all…so…
Unbeknownst to you, Kyrie only smiled at your subtle comfort. Finding your shyness too endearing…my little snowdrop was so cute. You’d get used to this eventually
You glanced up at the hand on your forehead, eyes moving to the white haired boy across you. “…still hot?” You muttered, pausing and continuing since you saw an opportunity to reuse the shitty joke you made with Lady and Trish last time you went out with them. “I mean…I always am but…my temperature”
That got an exasperated huff from Nero, shaking his head with a tired but fond smile as he moved his hand to run his hand through your hair and pet it. Watching as you seemed to melt into it, your usual avoidance now gone.
But if you wanted to flirt, that’s fine. He’d play along…he’d been waiting to do this for a very, very long time after all.
“Yeah, your temperature’s still pretty high, angel...” He rolled his eyes halfheartedly as he continued to play with your hair, leaning closer and watching as your breath hitched quietly with a smug smirk.
“But if you wanted my attention or to praise you for being such a good darling and holding on for so long…ya could’ve said so, Y/N”
“Ah-“ You blinked, subconsciously leaning into Kyrie for comfort -and for somewhere to hide- as you grew flustered at the remark. Eyes darting literally everywhere but his as you tried to stammer out a response
“H-hold on a second there- mph-“ You started before you felt a smaller hand guide your face into someone’s chest
“Nero, be nice! You’re going to overwhelm them!” Kyrie scolded gently, letting you hide your face and fully rest against her. Having noticed your inability to actually talk due to her lover’s teasing
The demon hunter only chuckled sheepishly at that -though he didn’t seem guilty for what he did or said at all- rubbing his neck before smiling fondly at the two of them.
You were more touch starved than you presented yourself. I never understood why you tried to act like you didn’t like our advances. Me and Kyrie already knew how much you actually like our touch…and us. But I guess you’re feeling too sick to care right now. How adorable…our poor angel
“My bad, my bad…you okay, angel?”
‘AM I OKAY?- AM I OKAY?! VDDHXIEHDIEBDUDOSHX’ You thought incredulously, feeling your face redden as Kyrie so kindly let you hide your face in her ti- you mean chest.
It wasn’t until a few seconds that passed that realized you should probably respond. So you mustered up what you could and replied
…with a strangled noise before giving up and fully going limp against the auburn haired woman. Giving a small nod in response, something that made the the couple laugh fondly at your current state.
Kyrie began to run her fingers through your hair, her brows furrowing at how some of the strands seemed to glitch in her hand. Holding you just a bit tighter as she and Nero shared a worried glance.
“Are you hungry, Y/N? You haven’t had anything to eat since yesterday…” She spoke softly, her expression lightening up slightly at how you only responded with another small noise. Guess you were still flustered from letting yourself relax around them properly.
Though it’s not like I wasn’t aware of your growing embarrassment due to my actions. I just have a more…gentle approach than Nero, that’s all. Plus I figured you wouldn’t mind, since I find it endearing how often you seemed to stare at me…oh? Did you think I didn’t notice? Oh you poor, sweet darling. You really are as oblivious as we thought you are.
“Snow drop..”
“Hmm…?” You hummed, just barely managing to raise your head to see meet her eyes. Just barely, mind you-
“I asked if you wanted to eat…you need to if you want to get better, you know?” She smiled gently, dropping her hand from your head to your cheek and rubbing her thumb back and forth carefully.
You looked away, ignoring how you seemed to melt in her hold even more as you thought -and realized- how hungry you actually were at the moment.
Your stomach was starting to hurt like hell…and you could feel your body glitching. Or at least you thought that’s what was happening out of the corner of your eye. You can’t describe it but it feels exactly like that pain in your chest from the day before just…less painful. It…it kinda…why did it remind of you of that one undertale AU-
…anyway-
“…yes please” you muttered, turning to face her again to try and reassure her…and to distract yourself from the pain.
The couple nodded in response, getting up reluctantly to get you something easy to digest before leaving the room.
You stared down at your hands, watching as they seemed to glitch and distort -sometimes faintly and sometimes more harshly- and wincing as they did.
‘Am I…what the fuck..? Is this happening everywhere?’ You thought, looking in the mirror vanity near the bed. Raising your hand and placing your fingers over your constantly distorting body. First up your arms, then the side of your waist…then your hair, playing with a strand before finally reaching up to your cheek. Grimacing through it all as you struggled to hold it together and letting out a shaky sigh.
‘…I wanna go home’ you thought, ruffling your hair weakly before flinching in place as you felt a hand on your shoulder.
“-el? You okay?” Nero squeezed your shoulder carefully, helping you turn to sit properly so you could be between the couple like before.
“Huh?” You snapped out of it, blinking back as you finally registered them in the room. “Sorry, yeah. I was…I was zoned out. When did you two get here?”
“Just a minute ago. We were trying to talk to you but you didn’t respond” Kyrie frowned, readjusting her hold on the bowl of soup she was holding before picking up the spoon and blowing on it. Holding the spoonful to you.
“Say ahh”
“Pardon?” You blinked back in bewilderment, glancing at Nero from the side of your eye to really confirm that this was happening. I mean, sure you were extremely weak right now but surely you could feed yourself just fine, can’t you?
Nero only snorted in response, with Kyrie giving a small -if not sheepish- smile of her own to go with it.
“…oh you’re…you wanna feed me…….???” You tilted your head, still feeling incredibly bewildered by this. Said bewilderment growing when the woman across you nodded and pushed the spoon closer to your lips.
“Yup. It’s not like can really hold onto the spoon or the plate right now in your current state. Even if they weren’t…uh” Nero spoke for her, pausing to glance awkwardly at your distorting hands as he tried not to remind you of how bad you looked at the moment.
“It’s okay, you can say it” You sighed with a defeated -if not slightly exasperated- nod
“-glitching…we can tell your body feels heavier than it should for you to even move your arms. So just…indulge us for once, won’t you?”
Besides, this is our opportunity to really spoil you and do whatever we want to you now…you are so..so weak, after all. Well…weaker than you already were before compared to me and everyone else. It’d be a waste if we didn’t take the chance, wouldn’t it darling?
You stared at the couple with a reluctant and hesitant look, really wondering if this was necessary. Though the constant pain from the glitching is a never ending reminder that maybe it actually was
You looked down at the bowl’s contents…oh, is that potato soup? That’s not fair, god damn it-
“….fine…I’m not saying ah, though..” You gave in with a sigh, parting your lips and taking the spoonful Kyrie had been holding up for you. “Mm, that’s good”
“Oh come on now, not even once?” Nero grinned, bumping your shoulder gently as Kyrie started to get another spoonful and raising it up to your lips again.
“Please, Y/N?” She smiled almost shyly, tilting her head almost unnoticeably.
…and in the moment, you couldn’t even think. I mean, how could you say no to a woman like her? That smile was criminal, my god- aHEM!!
You looked away as you tried to compose yourself, taking a deep breath before glancing at the couple. Swallowing quietly before letting out a sigh and facing the ex-songstress again. Meeting her gentle yet expectant gaze briefly before closing your eyes and parting your lips slightly once more.
“…ahh..” You uttered as quietly as you could, already embarrassed enough by the fact that you decided to indulge the couple’s -though mostly Kyrie’s- request and trying to ignore the satisfied glint in the couple’s eyes and the soft coo from her.
“Atta angel”
“Don’t burn yourself okay?”
“Owm- fuck!” You made a muffled curse, a tiny whine following after with a grimace as you did the one thing Kyrie just warned you about.
“Angel!” They sighed in fond exasperation, continuing to feed you and making sure that you don’t burn yourself again.
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“Ugh…where am I..?” You groaned, looking at your surroundings before realizing you were at the Qlipoth tree again. But why…?
You tensed up as you heard the familiar screeching from the Empusa demons that attacked you when you first arrived to this world, not daring to think twice and immediately running away from them as to avoid the same mistake.
…or so you thought.
You were stuck in place.
You couldn’t move.
Why can’t you move?
Your mind is screaming to run but your body refuses to.
Or does it?
You looked, wanting to know why despite your best efforts to move and run away, your feet remain glued to the ground. And that’s when you saw it.
The game’s code. Could you even call it a game anymore?
It was preventing you from moving. Keeping your feet in place…all while the group of Empusa grew closer.
“Move. Move MOVE MOVE!! I CANT MOVE!! FUCK!!!” You cursed, hyperventilating as you tried your best to free yourself and run away. Eyes rapidly darting from your feet and the group of demons.
“C’mon c’mon c’mon..!” You tried tugging harsher, only for the code to retaliate and ground more to the floor.
“Oh for- fuck you too, asshole!!” You groaned, still trying to free yourself despite the code’s interference before it was too late.
‘C’mon, hurry up!! They’re right there, hurry!!’ You thought, giving one last tug with whatever strength you had left before giving up. Feeling tears swelling in your eyes as you had no choice but to call out.
“DANTE?! VERGIL?!…NERO, TRISH?? LADY?!” You screamed, trying to shrink yourself back as the Empusa drew near…almost there..
“ANYONE!! PLEASE JUST HELP M-“
Before you got another wail out, the demons pounced. Biting into your flesh and mauling you alive.
All while your screams echoed through the Qlipoth tree
…and into reality.
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You woke up with a pained wail, sitting up in the bed and running your hands over yourself frantically. Were you really alive?! What was that?! A nightmare?! That felt too real to be just a dream! The way your skin was being teared, their fangs digging into your body and ripping it piece by piece, the blood being drained from your veins-
“NO!! No no no no no no!!” You whispered shakily, the glitching in your body growing as you hyperventilated more and more.
After what felt like hours, you finally came to your senses. Almost using the robotic sounds of your body glitching as a way to ground yourself to the current reality…how ironic.
…
You took a deep breath, staring down blankly at your hands before setting your gaze towards the night stand. Spotting some medicine and multiple bottles of water…must’ve been Nero and Kyrie.
…speaking of which…
Your body seemed to move on its own. Navigating the house little by little -while still wincing due to pain from the distortion- before eventually finding yourself in front of the couple’s bedroom door. Staring at it in a daze before slowly coming to your senses…somewhat…just enough to overthink.
‘Shit…but what if I’m bothering them with this? That’s so childish! -you just had a horribly traumatic nightmare. Hell, maybe that wasn’t a nightmare and that was an alternate run from the code here. It was too real to be just a dream- yeah but like-‘
At this point you were pacing back and forth as you went on in your inner dialogue.
‘I know Nero and Kyrie offered but I still feel bad!- but do you really wanna be alone right now? Do you feel safe enough???- …no but like- but nothing! Just ask, it can’t be that bad! Just knock on the door! It ain’t that hard- okay okay!!’ You thought, stopping in your tracks and raising your hand up to knock.
…only to back away as if the door burnt you and keep pacing.
‘ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?! JUST KNOCK ALREADY!!!- NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!’
“Y/N..? What’re you doing?”
‘…oh fuck me-‘ You cursed internally, stopping in your tracks and turning awkwardly to face the man.
“…hi Nero…” you murmured with a small wave, looking down and struggling to come up with a way to say what you paced back and forth for without sounding like some lost kid.
“…I just..well uh…remember the…um…fuck-“
“..you wanna sleep in our room?” He finished for you, leaning on his side on the door frame with a fond yet tired look. Finally realizing how shaken up you looked.
He watched as you gave a small hum in response, still looking away from him before he let out a sigh and gently guided you to the bed. Carefully waking Kyrie up and watching as she sat up, rubbing her eyes with a yawn as she saw you.
“Y/N…? What happened?” She mumbled, inspecting your face and tracing over the dried tear tracks.
“…nightmare…I dunno how to explain it…but…I don’t…” You tried to utter out, feeling your breath grow shallow as your mind replayed the horrific death from a few moments ago. The faint glitching on your body growing more agitated the more you panicked before you brought to reality by the couple. Each holding one of your hands in their own and squeezing them to ground you.
“Easy there sweetheart…easy…just breathe okay? You don’t gotta tell us what happened…just focus on us and get your breath steady again. In…” Nero inhaled, urging you to do the same while Kyrie stimulated you carefully. Tracing her fingers over your arm slowly before moving to run her fingers through your hair and repeat.
“And out…” He breathed out, you following suit as your breath trembled. Doing your best to focus on the couple’s guidance to come back to your senses. Finally settling down after a few minutes
“Atta darling…that’s our angel” Nero smiled gently, carefully embracing your side while Kyrie did the same.
She cupped your cheek and gave your forehead a kiss before starting to place softer, yet more lasting ones over your face. Nero following suit to give you the affection they both knew you needed.
Near your eyes. Then your nose. Then your cheeks…then the corner of your lips…then your neck- WOAH THERE-
“UM!”
The couple chuckled against your neck, giving one last kiss before backing away, looking down at you with a soft, loving lovesick smile before gently guiding you to lay down in between them. Practically tucking you into bed.
“In ya’ go…there we go. Nice n’ comfy”
“Try to get you some rest okay..? We can worry about drinking your medicine in the morning” We’ll be right here when you wake up”
“Ummm”
Your mind was still reeling from the kisses, mind you. You barely registered the way they laughed at your flustered reaction, nor the way they held you as they settled on your sides.
…this was really nice, actually…they were really comfy. You could feel your consciousness slipping little by little.
Aww, we’re glad you think so, darling. It was about time you accepted our offer to sleep with us, y’know?…you must be more tired and scared than you thought to come to us yourself, huh angel? Poor thing…you’re safe with us. You know that don’t you?
Don’t you?
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…it’s happening again.
“WHY THE FUCK AM FALLIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING?!?!?!?” You screamed, watching helplessly as you fell through the sky and descended into the roots of the Qlipoth tree -THIS PLACE AGAIN?! GOD DAMN IT!!-
‘FUCK IM GONNA DIE AGAIN!! NO NO NO! PLEASE NOT AGAIN!!’ You thought, squeezing your eyes shut and trying to brace yourself for an impact that…never happened?
…though that probably has to do with why your hanging upside down and the harsh tug you felt on your leg…speaking of, OW?!?
“And what do we have here?…the timeline has been reset…and the very anomaly I was looking for seems to be handed to me on a silver platter…how convenient” You heard a voice, distorted as it echoed through the chamber. Prompting you to open your eyes and widen them as you realized who exactly stopped your fall…and possibly broke your left ankle-
“URIZEN?!”
