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Lil Update!

I got up to check our page today and holy shit, I just want to say thank you for liking and reblogging my stuff because I've been having such a crappy week and to see our follower count go up the way it has since posting that V thing, just brings me to much joy! ^0^

We got like a little over two weeks left of chaos before we get to the new place, so posts are still going to be a bit scattered until then, but I'm taking today off to relax so I'm going to try and get some stuff done and posted!

I have a bunch of wips at the moment, sweet mother of dirt, oh my.

So, I'm not sure if it's going to be anything big or intricate or even good but I will at the very least write a few short things and maybe fill some of these darn requests.

For those of you that did send stuff, thank you so much for doing so, and for being so fucking patient.

Thankfully a lot of those who sent requests I know personally from my old writing blog, and was able to reach out to them, but for those who sent anon that I don't know, I just want to say I'm really trying and I didn't forget about any of y'all.

- Mod Blake 💕

I'm going to post in the tags in the hopes that perhaps whichever anons sent those requests may run into this!

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V x Reader: Oregano & Roses

❤️ Title: Oregano & Roses

❤️ Pairing: V x gn!Reader

❤️ Summary: V loves cats. So much so that he’s decided to bring home every single one he finds.

❤️ Warning: None!

❤️ A/N: Hello little ones!! I was feeling particularly soft this week and despite being busy with the move, I decided to do a little fluff piece based on a headcanon Will and I came up with a while back involving V taking in strays! I’m going to revisit this later and make this into an actual fic or do a part two after I clear off my to-do list, but for now, enjoy a little short!

V is obsessed with cats.

He is also obsessed with making you happy. 

For your first Valentine’s day together, Trish suggested he get you flowers, and although it felt a little bit of a cliché, he accompanied her to the nearest shop and helped her put together a lovely bouquet for you.

He had been so nervous to offer them to you, but when he saw the way your eyes lit up at the sight of them, he decided there would not be another day gone by where he didn’t put that smile on your face.

And so, every day since, for the last five years, he has made the trek to the local floral shop to purchase a single rose to leave on your nightstand.

On his way home one morning, he decides to stop at the local food place to get something to eat. As he walks out the door, the owner calls out, "Don't let Oregano trick you into giving up your food! She's very good at it!"

V thanked the man, but brushes off the warning, thinking not much of it, and continues on his way. It's not until he's halfway down the alley that he hears the pitter patter of small feet approaching. 

He turns to find a small, raggedy looking cat chasing after him. Dusty gray and blue-eyed, the bell around its neck jingled with each step.

It jumps on top of the dumpster with a loud meow, looking in dire need of food and a bath. V reaches out, letting the curious little cat sniff at him.

After a moment of cautious examination, the cat spots the bag of food in his arms, and sit down, tilting its head in question.

“Ah, have you deemed me worthy of your presence, now that you know I have food with me?” V says playfully, amused by the creature’s intelligence. “Suppose I would be worthy enough to pet you if I promised you a bite to eat?”

The cat meows, eagerly readjusting itself with a lick of its lips.

V chuckles, reaching out to stroke its fur, unable to keep from smiling as it nuzzles into his hand. Around its neck, he notices a small collar with no address or number. Just a bell, and a tag with a name on it.

Oregano.

He stays with her for a while, feeding her small pieces of burger meat.

He surely would stay longer, but the sun is beginning to reach the tops of the buildings, and you would be waking soon. He silently hoped that he would run into the cat again tomorrow. Perhaps he would even speak to you about bringing her home..

Oregano, however, seemed to have other plans, and as V turns to leave, the cat hops down from its perch, and follows him out of the alley.

Halfway home, V turns back to look at the cat, sighing softly. "Suppose you're looking for more than a meal, hm?"

Oregano meows and brushes against his leg, then promptly plops down atop his foot. She does not fight or claw when V picks her up, almost as though she knew that she was going home.

This is the first of many strays V has brought home with him. 

He has since made the attic into a cat haven, with little shelves on the walls for the cats to walk along, expanding their space and giving them various vantage points in which to look around. 

He had even bought them cat trees, and stationed at each window. They had more toys than they could ever use, and wet meals each night before the two of you went to bed.

In fact, V has brought home so many cats, that there is simply no room for more, and he's had to set up feeding stations around the neighborhood to make sure the ones he could not take in stayed fed until there was a vacancy.

Now, each morning, on his way to get your rose, V brings along a bag of food and drops off breakfast for all of the strays. Nearly all of them—  save for the more skittish ones he's yet to capture—  are fixed and vaccinated now.

He's even found homes for a few of them.

On his nightly route around the neighborhood, you walk with him, accompanied by his familiars, and of course, Oregano. Even if you didn't like cats before now, he's made you a bit soft for them. They are always happy to greet you with small meeps and meows, rolling around at your feet for attention.

But your most favorite thing of all is watching V interact with the animals. He has named each cat based off of their traits, and has collars for all of them in case they stray too far from home. He always takes the time to greet each of them with a small treat and a scratch behind the ears, talking them through the occasional for flea and tick checks.

As the cats in the attic get homes of their own, V brings in more strays to take their place, caring for them until they are adopted. He's quite picky about where they go, and has a list of questions to ask before they are even allowed to see the cats. You find it quite adorable how protective he is about them.

Eventually, the stations are emptied out, and the cats are all adopted. He seems proud at first, but the feeling is fleeting, replaced by an emptiness, a lack of purpose, or so he’s told you.

Every day he goes to get your rose, V still follows his old route with Oregano at his side, hoping that perhaps he will find another cat to care for. Sometimes you find him in the attic, reading as Shadow bats around one of the cat toys.

In an attempt to fill this void, you hatch a plan. Together with the other, you raise some money and buy a small building. The boys help you set everything up, and Nico helps you make a wonderful LED sign.

You manage to time it perfectly, when your seventh anniversary rolls around, you excitedly blindfold him and lead him to the shop.

Everyone is there.

Even Oregano.

And when you take the blindfold off.. V sees the sign, he smiles brighter than you've ever seen. Backed by a silhouette of Oregano, the words Little Wanderers Shelter for Cats.

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Aesthetic/Mood Boards?

O, first post! Check me out. I’m Will, the new mod! Later today we’ll be posting some V fics, so in honor of that I kinda wanted to try something out.

The two of us do a lot of roleplaying, and currently have one in the dmc universe. We tend to make a lot of moodboard templates, and I was curious how interested any of you would be in seeing some DMC related ones?

Of course writing fics will always be priority one, but I just figured it may be cool! So, here’s a V one for now, in two different versions! Let me know what you think! And please don’t fucking repost, there is a rebagle button for a reason and I will personally destroy the first person who decides to put any of my stuff on pinterest!

V1:

V2:

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Dante x f!Reader / Faceless f!OC

Hello little ones!  I’m back, and I’m not alone! Read our announcement here!

❤️ Title: Tonight ❤️ Pairing: Dante x f!Reader / Faceless f!OC ❤️ Summary: Dante’s lover is determined to enjoy one last night with him before they die.  ❤️ Warning: NSFW, EXPLICIT SEX!

A/N: This is probably going to be a long A/N since it’s our first fic on this page, and a new style of writing for us, so if you don’t want to read all that just skip to the next bolded line!

This is the first fic ever to be posted on the page, and I’m so damn excited and nervous about that! This one is really special to me, because it was co-written with my partner, and our new mod, Will, who got a tumblr account specifically for this very occasion!

We were experimenting with writing styles, and he ended up with this really interesting idea of a faceless oc. We gave it a shot and it ended up really cool! Click here to read Will’s little blurb about it.

If you don’t choose to read that, basically all there is to know is that even though the fic uses “she” instead of “you”, the “oc” has no name, face, features, etc, save for that it’s female, and therefore I marked it as an x reader. I am actually quite curious as to how this holds up in comparison to normal x readers, if the format is preferable, etc.

I also want to briefly thank a friend of mine, @daemongal for not only encouraging me to start writing again, but also encouraging me to post my work! Honestly, if not for her, I would’ve never done this, and may not have even started writing again, so thank you! Please go give her some love if you haven’t already! She’s a wonderful writer!  💜

And, without further ado, the fic itself! More below the cut!

Tomorrow, they would likely die, but tonight, they would eat like kings. She prepared a hand-kneaded loaf of buttered garlic bread, she cooked the roast beef in homemade gravy, letting it simmer for half the day in a large pot with carrots, baby red potatoes, and shallots. A full three course meal paired with a special wine she had helped brew nearly a century ago. She had even made her mother’s famous sugar tarts with strawberry filling, dipped in chocolate cream and sprinkles.

Tonight, they will all sit around her kitchen table, drinking away their troubles as they talk and laugh and tell stories. She will stand up and thank them all for being such good friends, and they will click their glasses together and say something silly on the count of three. Dante will look at her like she is everything, and she will look back at him and smile, knowing that if she dies tomorrow, at least she will die with the man she loves.

Tonight, when everyone says their goodbyes, she will lead him up the staircase as slowly as possible, enjoying the weight of his large hand enveloping hers with all its warmth and strength. And when they make it to the bedroom they never even got to enjoy, she will kiss him deeply and without fear, and ask him to sit down on that red suede couch Nico bought them as a house warming gift just four months ago.

Tonight, he will spread his legs and lean back, tossing his arm over the back of the couch with that telltale smirk on his lips as he watches her. She will unzip her dress slowly, letting it fall off her shoulders and down her hips to reveal that pretty set of red lingerie she bought just for him last valentines day but never got to wear.

Tonight, when he beckons her over, she will walk over to him, standing between his legs and letting him touch her wherever he pleases. When he goes to take off her stockings, she will stop him, because she remembers that dream he had when they first got together of him fucking her in those same heels with those same stockings.

Tonight, she will moan openly at the sight of his erection pushing eagerly against his slacks, thick and hard and throbbing just for her. She will tug at his hair as he nuzzles his face into the wet spot on her panties, and grind herself against his mouth as he sucks her clit through the fabric. She will whimper at the sound of him unbuckling, and watch without shame as pulls out his cock and strokes himself.

Tonight she will grind down on his hand as he pulls off her panties, and freely tremble when he twists his digits inside her. When he rolls his tongue around the sensitive little bundle of nerves above her entrance, she will come moaning his name as loudly as she had ever wanted to.

Tonight, she will undress him piece by piece, kissing every inch of his skin, burning every blemish and scar and birthmark into her mind. She will let go of all her fears and insecurities and smile as she reveals her body to his greedy hands. She will be unafraid to leave the lights on, using her hands to express what her words had always failed to.

Tonight, she will look him in the eye and tell him all the things she had been too nervous to say before. She will tell him that she loves the way he says her name when he wants her, the way he takes his time in making sure she’s ready for him, the way he moans when she comes around his fingers like it’s the most amazing thing he’s ever felt.

Tonight she will tell him just how she loves the way his voice catches when she straddles him, the way he holds onto her hips and asks her if she’s okay like he needs to confirm she wants him before he lets her go any further. How she loves the way he holds onto her hips with those, strong, kind hands as she uses hers to guide his cock to her entrance, keeping her up off his lap so that she can’t take in too much of him too quickly.

Tonight she will not blush when he asks her to look at him. She will stare into his eyes just as he had always asked of her as he slowly eases her down onto his length. She will stroke his arms as they tremble in restraint, and whisper to him about how much she loves him for being so gentle, for taking the time to make it painless, for holding her still as he fucks into her inch by inch with short, slow thrusts, until she seated on his lap and gloriously full.

Tonight, she will smile at him as she lifts his hands off her hips, kissing each palm in thanks for all the years they have protected and pleasured her, before dragging them down to cup her breasts. She will hold onto his wrists as they make love and savor every moan she draws from his mouth.

Tonight, she will come when she says her name, just like she always does, back arching and pupils blowing wide with his name on her lips. She will lean down to kiss him as he strokes her back, taking over and rocking his hips up against hers as she rides out the end of her orgasm.

Tonight, when he asks her if she want to take a break, she will say no. She will not stop until he is satiated. She will press her hand over his heart, content in knowing that it’s beating just as hard as hers, that it’s beating for her, and roll her hips against his until he is thrusting up and gripping onto her sides like she is the only thing anchoring him to this world.

Tonight, when he sits up to fuck her better, she will cling to him, moaning every time he slams her down onto his cock, whispering every dirty thought that crosses her mind. She will tell him how she loves the way his mouth opens up soundlessly as she slides down onto his cock, the way he stares up at her in awe as she rides him.

Tonight, when he feels her clenching around him again, nails biting into his shoulders, she will see that part of him that he had managed to subdue for so long starting to peek out from underneath his skin, and she won’t be afraid of it. She will look him in the eye and without hesitation, ask him to let go of that restraint just once.

Tonight, he will let the devil half of him take over. He will flip her onto her back, holding her legs apart to accommodate him, carefully controlling his transformation as to not break her. She will scream for him as his changes color beneath her hands, growing rigid and hot to the touch. She will hold onto him as he gives her time to adjust to the strange new texture of his cock, gasping as it slowly expands, trying to fill every inch of her.

Tonight, she will keep him close. When he asks if she is okay, she will cup his face in her hands and stare into his eyes just like she did when he looked like the Dante she went to bed with every night. She will smile and tell him that she loves this part of him just as much as the other parts, and boldly wrap her legs around his hips, pulling him deeper.

Tonight, she will watch his every move, mesmerized by the fact that something so sinister looking could make her feel so good. Tonight, when he looks down between them, she will look, too, watching in amazement as this new, impressively thick cock slides in and out of her, the sight enough to make her come again.

Tonight, as he kisses her back to recovery, she will ask him to make love to her like the devil he is, and he will oblige with something she has never felt before-- something passionate and rough, dancing on the precipice of pain and pleasure. She will cling to him as he leans down to kiss her, elongated tongue twisting around hers.

Tonight, she will scream into his mouth as he thrusts into her, harder and faster and deeper with each encouragement, until she is soaking and he is pounding into her recklessly, the wet sounds of their joining a backdrop to the tangled moans and shouts falling from both of their mouths.

Tonight, she will be the one to ask him to look at her when she feels him start to come undone. She will hold his face in her hands and whisper how she loves him, praising him with her eyes as she clenches around him. She will moan with him as he slams into her, her legs pulled tightly around his waist to keep him close as he comes.

Tonight, she will say his name as she reaches her peak for the fourth time. She will hold her legs tight around him like a vice as they start to tremble, their mouths hanging open to exchange air as he fills her up, pumping his seed deep inside her. She will gasp when he rocks his hips against hers, pulling out less than an inch before sliding in again as though he was trying paint her insides and make sure her body would never forget this feeling.

Tonight, she won’t let him go. She will kiss him passionately and tangle her fingers in his hair, whimpers sweetly as he throbs inside her at the attention. She will loop her legs around his calves and roll on top of him before he can turn back, ensuring that his cock will stay right where she wanted it -- buried inside her-- as she snuggles up atop his chest.

Tonight, she will press her heart to his, breathing slow and deep against his ear until he relaxes. She will smile as the rough heat beneath her hands returns to smooth skin, peppering his shoulder and neck with kisses. When she offers to clean them up and he asks her to stay, she will oblige, letting his arms wrap around her waist, keeping their hips together even as he starts to soften inside her, and his release starts to drip out from where they were joined.

Tonight, she will stay right here, listening to his breathing, feeling his heart beat, chest rising and falling beneath hers. Tonight, when he says that he loves her, she will say it back fearlessly, and hold tightly onto him as they drift off together.

Tomorrow, they will likely die, but tonight, all that exists is the two of them, and nothing else in the world matters.

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Announcement! + New Mod!

Hello!

I just want to formally apologize to those of you that follow this blog and have sent in requests. Some stuff came up in my personal life that forced me to temporarily set aside my writing. On that same note, Devil May Dream will now be ran by my partner and I. This will, in the future, help to keep the page running smoothly, and allow us to produce content and fill requests at a quicker pace. Although things may be slow for the one to two months, as we are currently in the process of moving, I am back, this page is not dead, and I assure you, we am working on your requests.

I’ll be posting a cooler, funnier about us in the near future, but for now, here is a fun facts!

💜 Blake, F-nb, 23. 💜

Worked at school library.

Super Smol

Energy Filled

Digital artist

Has a stuffy collection

Old Witch Energy

Loves to make things

Looks innocent but is a thot

💙 Will, M, 23. 💙

Was head of book club

Super Tol

Super Chill

Traditional painter

Has a motorcycle

Soft Dad Energy

Loves to knit stuff

Looks scary but is a teddy bear

💕 Both of us are..  💕

Pagan

Scottish

Named after William Blake

Big DMC fans

Theatre Kids

In love with V

💕 Both of us love..  💕

Writing

Reading

Video Games

Animals

Gardening

Crafts

Italian Food

Hozier

Coffee

Mythology

Okay, that’s basically it! It’s also worth mentioning that we will both write anything, really, but he is very good at fluff, and my specialty is smut. Sometimes we flip-flop. All of the fics we post here, unless stated otherwise, were written by both of us!

So, thank you for sticking around, and thank you for reading! In the next few days, we’ll be posting some fics to make up for the absence, so stay tuned! Also, if you have any requests, feel free to keep sending them in! We will get to them very soon!  

Thank you, Blake & Will

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New Blog Open For Business & Taking Requests!

I’m working on a chaptered V fic right now, which I was kind of banking on to get this page rolling, but I realize it’s going to take a little longer than I had hoped, and it means too much to me to just rush through it.

In the meantime, I figured it would be a good idea to start taking requests, so if anyone has any, let me know.

I do fics, reader inserts, imagines, headcanons, etc., pretty much anything and everything.

My info on what/how I write is here, and fret not, I have made a post version for mobile users located here..

My friend told me to put the link up but I don’t know why, as it’s legitimately the only thing on my page right now and shouldn’t be hard to find.

Anyway, have a good day, everyone, hope to hear from y'all soon. ❤️

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Request Info For Mobile Users

About Requests…

You may request imagines, headcanons, preferences, one-shots, and pretty much anything else you can think of.

About Subject Matter..

Eventually, I will have some prompt lists, but right now, it’s all up to you guys. I will take anything from super-specific to super-vague. I will take word prompts, sentence prompts, half-baked idea you came up with at four in the morning, I will write literally anything.

Yes, this means any character, even the girls. Yes, this means even same-sex and lgbtq+ couples. Yes, this means nsfw stuff and smut. I am even willing to try my hand at character x character or character x oc pieces.

I also write a lot of angsty think pieces for both male and female canon characters, but that’s neither here nor there.

I. Will. Write. Anything.

Well, Almost Anything..

I am fine with writing about characters who have experienced sexual, emotional, and/or physical abuse, but I will NOT under any circumstance write about characters actively being sexually, emotionally, and/or physically abused by other characters. Please don’t even bother asking.

About One-Shots & Fics..

Unless it’s smut, I try to leave the gender ambiguous for most of my regular, non-requested fics, but they do tend to lean towards female main pov characters, written in third-person pov, with minimal description about the character’s physical attributes.

So, if you want your one-shot/fic requestto be: gender-neutral, male, reader-insert, or including a specific physical trait, tell me. For example, if you want me to write about so-and-so comforting a girl who is insecure about her stretch marks, or so-and-so playing with their boyfriend’s crazy curly hair, or a reader-insert about a non-binary person coming to terms with their identity, etc., I will include it!

About Everything Else..

Although I’m open to whatever, most of my imagines, preferences and headcanons, lean toward reader x character. I haven’t done many character x character pieces, but I’m willing to.

Confused about something?

So am I. Just ask.

Have a request that surpasses the character limit?

Beautiful. I love you. Please send it to me via my private messages, you will be kept anonymous and personally informed when your request is complete.