#criimsoncloud

[whiiskeyandrye]

@criimsoncloud & @whiiskeyandrye

indie v  && indie dante/vergil from the devil may cry series ．both written by criim ． rules ．dark topics  present ．    personals do not reblog ． follows back  via criimsoncloud   ．  

[durativo]

@criimsoncloud​ here

“But what if I like you like this?”

[darwinianterror]

Convergence

@criimsoncloud

Dante had called his feelings guilt, but Vergil begged to differ. He had never felt guilt before - so why now? Especially with his supposed humanity missing? Returning from the Underworld to walk amongst a world he'd only recently had fresh experiences of -- and even then, those memories of asking his brother to help were peculiar. Off. Misplaced. Like he'd observed, but not physically been there; akin to watching a movie played back on a glass screen - yet it was intangible before him. It had been his belief that he had reabsorbed the two halves split from their original self, up until Dante had let it slip that - yeah, the man clad in leather and inked with nightmares, had still been around after driving his cane into Urizen - though had hurried off quickly as he was too weak to aid in the conflict.

Vergil wondered if that was the reason he'd returned. If he was still missing a piece of himself - or if that part of humanity he had shunned and neglected in favour of his more feral side had broken off out of pure desperation. The fact that he was a different man to the one who drove his own blade into his heart unequivocally true. As for the reason? Vergil was still searching. Local libraries were redundant; holding barely any content on demons, let alone the intricate nature of severing souls in two.

From Dante's account - his humanity had been crumbling as he shambled and limped away - so the fact that he could still be alive was a slim possibility to him. Yet that posed more questions. Occam's razor; his humanity was still alive, yet the nightmares had been slain, and Vergil needed to hunt him down to try and answer the slew of uncertainties that had been crawling around in his head, not unlike the roots that once covered his frame. If he found his humanity dead, then he, for once in his life, was at a loss. Take it on the chin, grit his teeth, and moved on - as he always had.

Leaving Devil May Cry for purposes outside of work was unusual for Vergil, but the small room he had been offered was claustrophobic. Too many questions and not enough answers were birthed when he was lying in his single bed with scratchy linen sheets. Before, his prideful self would have refused to sleep on anything less than cotton; but he didn't have such a choice, and gruelling stints of sleeplessness in the Underworld broke his preferences down to where newspaper was a godsend.

Thus, as his feet brought him towards the shattered remains of his family's home, where he made the barrier between the two parts of his soul physical, he wasn't surprised. It was the only logical place to begin. Dressed in a modest, cream button-up shirt and slacks with a dark-blue woollen jumper for warmth - his vest and coat were, to be frank, ruined, Vergil inspected the remains before him with confoundment. Footprints led inside - fresh and disturbing the decades-old settled dust, ash and soot that the wind had not yet swept away. What was more disturbing, was the fact that the back of his head had a pull in it - like a fishhook had been stuck in, and yanked - a sensation which he had felt thousandfold when severing the two halves of himself.

[anapproachingstorm]

“ .. This seems only slightly possible adjacent..” 

[dantes--rebellion]

🔥

Send me a “ 🔥 “ for an unpopular opinion.

I don’t have a lot of these opinions so I’m really thinking right now after the first two, lol. 

I don’t like snobbery or elitism in RP comms. I was in the Yakuza RP scene for a while and there were these two fuckheads who looked down at anyone who did not-sfw stuff like they were a lower class of people. It was ridiculous. Imagine being in this game and acting like that. And they weren’t minors so idk wtf their problem was. 

I wasn’t the only person they singled out and as a result these two assholes ended up only rping with themselves, no surprise there. They thought they were God’s gift to RP. One of them was really possessive and controlling over the other too, it was weird situation. 

I haven’t encountered any of that in the DMC comm thank fuck, we all know the deal here like most normal RPers. But there are still some people that look down on the way people do and don’t format, or if they don’t like a particular person’s characterization they alienate you from groups. It’s a weird thing, but oh well, could never be me. 😌😌😌

[inferniangod]

@criimsoncloud​ started following you

      “...What are you, boy?” The stranger clad in black asked curiously, tipping his head to the side like some curious feline. “You are  human...yet you are not whole. It’s quite strange to see from my perspective.”

[thefatalmarksman]

@criimsoncloud​

[[ continued from X ]]

From what he understood of V���s situation---much of it pieced together from offhand conversations or during the occasional drunk confessions---the joy of birthday celebrations were not something he had experienced for some time now. Admittedly, Luxu himself did not have what one would call a “birthday”---certainly he had claimed a Holiday for himself, during which he would accept Tributes and Offerings from his various followers of his lascivious creed---but there was something distinct about the function of human birthdays: events during which one is meant to be properly appreciated for their existence in the world.

Every once in a while he would spare a birthday drink for a favored customer, but otherwise, he’d never truly bothered with such frivolous concepts.

...That is, until fairly recently.

“I mean, not sure what else I’d be trynna do if not that,” Luxu countered teasingly, departing from his perch and padding with bare feet across the length of the bathroom tile, shining orange in the candlelight, then stopping short in front of V and placing his hands on his hips. "C’mon now, water’s gonna get cold at this rate, and we got a long day ahead of us.”

[deathvoids]

V (Valentin, maybe? uwu;;)

Drop me a character name and I’ll reveal my muse’s heart…

VISUAL ATTRACTIVENESS: 💗💗💗 (He sees the image of Dante in the broken shell of a little doll of a boy. He’s like porcelain, perfect and breakable. Too hard to fix if he breaks though. Yet he sees that part of him that is his human side, and Doppel reels back in disgust. Doppel feels like he has to be a pillow for this pathetic creature, cause Dante would be disappointed to come home to his doll cracked in half.) (purely aesthetic appreciation of looks)

FRIENDSHIP LEVEL: 💗 (Doppel keeps it at minimum, only because Dante still seems to want them to get along, so Doppel will “tolerate” the boy, but that is the best he can do for Dante. Aside from that, he is a cutesy little thing that probably would make friends with mice and sparrows and it makes Doppel sneer.) (how close a friend they consider them)

SEXUAL DESIRE: 💗💗💗💗💗 (Curiosity solved for curiosity sake. Once he grew up into a demon summoner, Doppel is interested in V’s powers finally, not just because he’s Dante’s, but also because it is a type of power he is not wholly familiar with, one he is interested in studying, and it makes him want to touch V’s skin and hair and get in his teeth and body and every orifice and find out what makes V tick, and the fact that V moans for Dante while he does it is just a bonus.) (wanting to have sex with them)

ROMANTIC INTENT:  💗 (Once again, only for Dante’s sake, not because he likes V or anything like that... He just wonders what V feels for his father, and wants to hear it and study it and make V come face to face with it.) (hoping for a romantic relationship)

💔 Non-existent 💗 Very low 💗💗 A little 💗💗💗 Hopeful 💗💗💗💗 High 💗💗💗💗💗 Maximum

[eclipsedlegend]

Closed Starter || @criimsoncloud

He could never make it through a single month- let alone a year -without getting involved in some sort of supernatural conflict. No matter where he went, city or small town, it seemed Sparda- or Spencer as he went by as he traveled -couldn’t escape the eyes of the underworld.

He’d heard screams from inside the house. Smoke seeped in whips from the cracks of windows and shutters. He could sense them inside: demons. A man bolted from the building, panicked and no doubt on his way to cry for aid. Strangely however, as Sparda himself ran towards the building, despite the screams and the loss of life he sensed, it was the devil’s numbers thinning. Was there already a hunter inside?

As he forced open the door, Sparda witnessed the last demon collapse. Upon its corpse, impaling his prey with a cane stood a man, tall with dark hair and a somber yet mischievous air. “Well, it seems my help is unneeded here.”

A rare but pleasant occasion when a local hunter was up to the job then it would seem. Rather than impose, the wandering devil turned, intending to leave. He did have an odd feeling that tickled at the edge of his awareness and teased his senses, but he couldn’t place it. There was a sense of familiarity.

[unhallowedhybrid]

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Interview with Mun | X

➊ How many ships do you have on this blog?

Uhhhhhhh !!Well, character ship-wise; - Nero x Dante- Nero x Vergil- Nero x Dante x Vergil- Nero x Kyrie- Nero x V- Nero x V x Dante- Nero x V x Kyrie- Nero x Modeus- Nero x Mundus- Nero x Sparda- Nero x CredoI think… that’s all the ships LMAO. Tbh any combo of Spardacest is good with me

As for blogs, I ship with;@demonurit @fragilehunter @divinacomedix @durativo @cantusgratia @whiiskeyandrye @thefallenapprentice @eclipsedlegend @dantes–rebellion and might be shipping something terrible with @criimsoncloud​I think… that’s everyone. I’m so bad with usernames fndsifndsl

➏ What’s the one thing you especially love about roleplaying your muse?

I love the edgy sweet boys and there is like.. so much to go into with Nero on both of those fronts? So it’s interesting for me and I can pretty much write him no matter what mood I’m in/what I’m in the mood for.

➓ What were some of the most frustrating moments you had with your muse’s interaction with another muse?

I don’t think I’ve really had anything that’s frustrating as far as that. Everyone here is pretty cool and we’re on the same page, and my muse is well established with all muses he interacts with. Probably the only frustrating thing, that’s more to do with the RPC as a whole, is navigating it. Like, trying to find out who’s a total cunt. People who don’t read your rules and then have pretty extreme rules of their own (which I wouldn’t have followed them because of, e.g. DONT FOLLOW ME IF YOU SHIP SPARDACEST GROSS). Icb DMC is a fandom with antis tbh lmao.

[fragilehunter]

//plotting is so fun cause its just

Hey lets do a cult au thats also a twin au thats also a princes of hell au thats also--

[misspattylowell]

fragilehunter replied to your post “She’s fleeing @criimsoncloud​ & @fragilehunter​‘s V’s.”

knife emoji

criimsoncloud replied to your post “She’s fleeing @criimsoncloud​ & @fragilehunter​‘s V’s.”

v vc to @fragilehunter​: I can supply more knives.

“I don’t like this!!” She doesn’t get why they’re after her.

[durativo]

@criimsoncloud​

“Well well well, so you really can pop back. I thought you were gone.”

[daemonum-nidi-blog]

“Your words mean nothing. I am not him because I do not wish to be.” The only success in Vergil’s life had been the birth of the new Emperor. Even that had not been perfect, the waste that trembled before him should not exist - but he would find use for it. 

“You will bend your will to me because it is weak. You are weak. What does not bend will break and I have no qualms with picking up the pieces and building something far more obedient.”

He wound his fingers around the human languidly, squeezing just enough to remind him of how easily he could crush him.

[@criimsoncloud​ | X ]

[thefallenapprentice]

“You know how Spardas are all insectoids? Well, V is actually a bee. He stings once and he dies” - @criimsoncloud

[dantes--rebellion]

🎎

How Does Your Muse React When: || @criimsoncloud

🎎- They find a long lost possession of theirs

If Dante found something that belonged to his father, like a weapon, for example, he’d think it was totally fucking awesome and badass. That’s his first feelings when it comes to his father’s heirloom weapons, he’s proud to have them and use them for good.

If it were something of his mother’s however he’s likely to feel a great ache in his heart and have a tiny cry over it when there’s no one around. He hears about his father all the time but finding something that was truly just Eva’s and hers alone would be a treasure. Just like his amulet or the photo of her on his desk. 

Dante’s emotions are strongest when it comes to Eva. I personally wish he had more of her things. 💔