#dmc ...................

[santanahoffman]

Dante's Sin Devil Trigger from Devil May Cry 5! It turned out more sketchy than I wanted, but I still like it <3 Really put some effort Tried to do similar background and effects like I did in my previous artwork with his Devil Trigger ~

[hycl]

3V

[swagmp]

this is where all pizza goes

[tekka-wekka]

So. Unpleasantly. Real.

This is why I force myself to at least write down summaries of scenes in my head. It still takes a painful amount of time and energy while I'm feeling awful, but I refuse to forget all those scenes my mind spun into being.

Besides, by the time I actually reach the scene, I'm often surprised by what I already thought up. I can't tell you how many times I wondered "how is Nero's mother going to find out how closely related Vergil is to Sparda?" only to re-read my summarized scenes and go "Oh, he told her while he was trying to intimidate her."

[y6smeen]

I saw the new figure of him and knew I had to draw him again but dmc3 version!

Update I impulsively preordered the figure.....

[dissolved-g1rl]

Could you do one where Dante accidentally interrupts Vergil and reader? lmao, I feel like after being gone for so long, Vergil is trying to have moments with his lover or try to look vulnerable, but then Dante shows up and interrupts 😩💥

surprise surprise! (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)

It has been six whole weeks. One month and two weeks. Forty two days, one thousand and eight hours. Vergil is, to say the least, depraved. Depraved of your touch, your scent, your love. You'd assumed he'd be tired from such a long trip. You're not wearing anything special, you have a lack of makeup and your hair is a little flat from being asleep. You really did try to wait up for him, but as more time ticked on, the heavier your eyelids felt. Vergil felt like a creep, dragging his fingers up your skin, your softness feels amazing against his fingertips. "Vergil?" You hum, maybe this is a dream. "Who else?" He scoffs, crawling on top of you. You laugh happily, god he fantasized about that laugh, looping your arms around him. "Oh Vergil! You're home!" You still sound sleep laden and he lets himself get dragged against you. Vergil wants to melt on top of you like ice cream does on brownies. "I missed you." he confesses wistfully, nosing your neck. You smell absolutely divine. "I missed you too." You murmur, chills raise across your skin, it's been awhile. "Mhm" He hums dragging his lips across your skin. Vergils legs are on either side of you as he leans all his weight down on you. He smells faintly of blood, and something smoky. Your mouthes slot together messily, your fingers mindlessly grope his biceps. Your teeth clash together and Vergil can't help but laugh sheepishly. You've reduced him to a schoolboy blushing over his first crush.

There's giggling and breathy whispers as you two share kisses on the couch. Vergils boney fingers find their way under your shirt, he feels hot touching your sides, tracing your curves. He likes you best this way, bare and vulnerable. Seeing you done up is like a dream, but you’re his wife in any way. Big shirt and panties? Makes him just as crazy as any pretty dress. “God you smell good.” He sucks on the skin on your neck, scraping with his teeth. Vergil wants to eat you alive. “I showered.” You murmur, arching up against him, he pushes your shirt up. Groaning at the sight of all your flesh. “Let’s have another baby.” He murmurs, smothering his face in your chest. “Vergil!” You grow hot, smacking his shoulder. He laughs, leaning back up to catch your mouth, and your complaints.

You’re grinding against one another like rabbits in heat. Vergil yanks your hips to meet his till you’re whining against his mouth. Vergil feels feverish as he leans away, straddling your hips as he yanks his top over his head. All his milky flesh is exposed to you, defined abs contracting and relaxing as he breaths. You smile at him girlishly, all teeth, which sends a rush of butterflies through Vergils stomach. “You’re so cute.” He croons lowly, blue irises looking especially dark as he glances down at you. “Shut up.” You murmur almost embarrassed, “Make me.” He says playful in a way he only is with you.

“Heyo!” An annoying voice cuts through the thick atmosphere. Dante stiffens at the sight of his brother, shirtless and looking weirdly flushed on top of his sister-in-law. He swears he gets a peak of areola. Vergil is quickly yanking your shirt down immediately, his frown is deep as he glance over his shoulder at his brother. “I didn’t see anything!” Dante gulps, immediately turning around so you can scurry off for a pair of pants. “What are you doing here?” Vergil yanks his brother inside, shutting the door. “My pad is totally crashed, termites.” Dante says sheepishly. “So?” Vergil crosses his arms over his chest. When you appear again you lightly smack Vergils arm. “You can stay on the couch, ‘s no biggie.” You murmur unable to really look Dante in the eye. “No guest room or anything…?” He asks, he’s not ungrateful, but now he’s worried about the cleanliness of that couch… “Dante.” Vergil is exploding his little brother’s head over and over again in his brain, “The couch is fine.” Dante chirps, weird sex fluids over the homeless shelter any day of the week. “Ugh.” Vergil turns on his heel, unable to deal with a semi hard on and the annoying energy of his little brother.

You get Dante situated, stealing some of Vergils clothes to pass along to him. He gets a plush duvet and a fluffed pillow, you do all but tuck him in while Vergil looms over unapprovingly. Dante internally preens, his brother got a hot and caring wife, he seriously has no clue how someone as emotionally stunted as Vergil bagged a babe like you, he’s not gonna question it, especially because you’re the only reason he’s not out on his ass right now. “Nighty night!” He chirps, watching the two of you pad down the hall. Vergil gets in bed with you sullenly, he can’t imagine having sex with his dumbass brother just down the hall. You can feel his sullenness when he curls up behind you, breathing in the scent of your hair. “Love you.” You pat his hand, he grumbles something into your skin and you stifle a laugh. You’ll give him a proper welcome home when Dante’s out of the house.

dividers by @enchanthings

[cinnashroom]

too much hair spray i guess

[gabbolovestea]

lml

(I love using crappy stock photos as reference)

[maggy-makes-art]

warm up sketch

[shpeederman]

I have returned to drop off another random small child (5-in-1 deal) please enjoy (I am going to shit yuorself Ozzy).

The idiot twins

[aonano]

Hello

[zerozerosenpai-art]

[baldriantee]

[spawnpeeker-scheisse]

this is god tier

( original audio here )

[catragemiau]

We fight through fire and ice forever