𝕚𝕟𝕧𝕠𝕜𝕖

Indie RP blog for Kyrie from the Devil May Cry series. Canon Divergent. NOT SPOILER-FREE. DARK THEMES PRESENT. PLEASE READ THIS BEFORE FOLLOWING/INTERACTING.

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word prompts compilation

complies THIS MEME // THIS MEME // THIS MEME

ADD ++ FOR REVERSE

[ attention ] for your muse to touch mine as a way of getting their attention

[ wake ] for your muse to wake mine

[ cover ]  for your muse to cover mine with a blanket or a jacket

[ lift ] for your muse to give mine a hand stepping up or over something etc.

[ kiss ]  for your muse to come up to mine and kiss them without warning

[ run ] for your muse to run their fingers through mine’s hair

[ braid ] for your muse to braid mine’s hair

[ embrace ]  for your muse to hold mine

[ smile ] for your muse to smile at mine from across the room

[ wave ] for your muse to gesture to mine to come closer

[ panic ] for your muse to grab mine’s arm or get behind them in a moment of danger

[ touch ] for your muse to rest their forehead against mine’s

[ weep ]  for your muse to catch mine crying

[ eat ] for your muse to offer mine food

[ hit ] for your muse to attack mine

[ love ] for your muse to touch mine as a show of affection or reassurance

[ nap ] for your muse to fall asleep against mine

[ rest ] for your muse to rest their head in mine’s lap

[ look ] for your muse to catch mine staring

[ seduce ] for your muse to touch mine sexually

[ help ] for your muse to lean on mine for support

[ give ] for your muse to offer mine their arm

[ entwine ] for your muse to hold mine’s hand

[ laugh ] for your muse to laugh at something mine did

[ dance ] for your muse to dance with mine

[ sit ] for your muse to pull mine into their lap

[ yell ] for your muse to calm mine down

[ cry ] for your muse to wipe mine’s tears away

[ dream ] for my muse to share dream with yours

[ nightmare ] for your muse to wake mine from a nightmare

[ surprise ] for your muse to show up at mine’s house without explanation

[ fix ] for your muse to treat mine’s injury

[ sacrifice ] for your muse to get hurt protecting mine

[ guard ] for your muse to step between my muse and danger

[ taste ] for your muse to cook for mine

[ sing ] for your muse to sing to mine 

[ goodbye ] for my muse kissing and/or hugging your muse goodbye

[ secrets ]   my  muse  sharing/confiding  a secret

[ bloody ]   for your  muse  coming  to  my  muse  with  blood  stains 

[ drunk ]   your  muse  takes  care  of my very drunk muse 

[ bed ]  my  muse wakes up in  the  same bed as your muse with little  recollection  of  the  night  before

[ scream ]   my  muse  hears  your  muse  scream  and  runs  to  them

[ trail ]   my  muse  watches  as  your  muse  traces  one  of  my  muses  scars,  asking  them  about  it

[ piggyback ]   my  muse  gives  yours  a  piggyback  ride

[ jump ]   my  muse  holding  yours  up  by  their  thighs

[ carry ]   my  muse  carries  your  muse  to  their  house

[ lighter ]   my  muse  pulls  out  a  lighter  and  lights  it  for  your  muse  to  use  to  light  their  cigarette

[ shot ] my  muse  gets  shot  and  struggles  to  your  muses for aid

[ wound ] my  muse  patches  and  bandages  a  wound  your  muse  has  gotten

[ fight ]   my  muse  stops  your  muse  from  getting  into  a  physical  fight  with  someone  else

[ arrest ]   your  muse  finds  my  muse  arrested  in  cuffs  

[ hospital ]   my  muse  awakens  in  a  hospital,  finding  your  muse  by  their  side,  asking  what  happened

[ betrayal ] my  muse  finds  out  that  your  muse  has  betrayed  them and  confronts  them  about  it

[ nude ] my  muse  walks  in  on  your  muse  accidentally  seeing  them  naked

[ karaoke ]  for our muses to sing together

[ wet ]   your muse  strips  down  to  their  under  garments  and  runs  into  the  water,  motioning  for my muse  to  join  them

[ crawl ]  for  your  muse  to  crawl  into  bed  with  mine .

[ flower ]  for  your  muse  to  offer  my  muse  their  favourite  flower

[ gift ]  for  my  muse  to  surprise  your muse  with  a  gift

[ homemade gift ]  for  my  muse  to  make  your muse  a  gift

[ bestow ] for your muse to give my muse a gift, bought or handmade ( bonus if you add what it is )

[ serenade ]  for  my  muse  to  sing  to  your  muse

[ caress ]  for  your  muse  to  gently  run  their  hand  down  my  muse’s  face

[ caught ]  for  your  muse  to  catch  my  muse  wearing  their  shirt .

[ love letter ]  for  your  muse  to  give  my  muse  a  love  letter  they  wrote  for  them

[ boop ]  for  your  muse  to  boop  my  muse  on  the  nose

[ date ]  for  my muse  to  ask  your  muse  to  go  on  a  date

[ confess ]  for my muse  to  confess  their  feelings  to  your  muse

[ sleepy ]  for  my muse  to  slowly  fall  alseep  on  your muse

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// me lookin wistfully at my updated work sched: when will I come back from the war

[morememesforall]

word prompts compilation

complies THIS MEME // THIS MEME // THIS MEME

ADD ++ FOR REVERSE

[ attention ] for your muse to touch mine as a way of getting their attention

[ wake ] for your muse to wake mine

[ cover ]  for your muse to cover mine with a blanket or a jacket

[ lift ] for your muse to give mine a hand stepping up or over something etc.

[ kiss ]  for your muse to come up to mine and kiss them without warning

[ run ] for your muse to run their fingers through mine’s hair

[ braid ] for your muse to braid mine’s hair

[ embrace ]  for your muse to hold mine

[ smile ] for your muse to smile at mine from across the room

[ wave ] for your muse to gesture to mine to come closer

[ panic ] for your muse to grab mine’s arm or get behind them in a moment of danger

[ touch ] for your muse to rest their forehead against mine’s

[ weep ]  for your muse to catch mine crying

[ eat ] for your muse to offer mine food

[ hit ] for your muse to attack mine

[ love ] for your muse to touch mine as a show of affection or reassurance

[ nap ] for your muse to fall asleep against mine

[ rest ] for your muse to rest their head in mine’s lap

[ look ] for your muse to catch mine staring

[ seduce ] for your muse to touch mine sexually

[ help ] for your muse to lean on mine for support

[ give ] for your muse to offer mine their arm

[ entwine ] for your muse to hold mine’s hand

[ laugh ] for your muse to laugh at something mine did

[ dance ] for your muse to dance with mine

[ sit ] for your muse to pull mine into their lap

[ yell ] for your muse to calm mine down

[ cry ] for your muse to wipe mine’s tears away

[ dream ] for my muse to share dream with yours

[ nightmare ] for your muse to wake mine from a nightmare

[ surprise ] for your muse to show up at mine’s house without explanation

[ fix ] for your muse to treat mine’s injury

[ sacrifice ] for your muse to get hurt protecting mine

[ guard ] for your muse to step between my muse and danger

[ taste ] for your muse to cook for mine

[ sing ] for your muse to sing to mine 

[ goodbye ] for my muse kissing and/or hugging your muse goodbye

[ secrets ]   my  muse  sharing/confiding  a secret

[ bloody ]   for your  muse  coming  to  my  muse  with  blood  stains 

[ drunk ]   your  muse  takes  care  of my very drunk muse 

[ bed ]  my  muse wakes up in  the  same bed as your muse with little  recollection  of  the  night  before

[ scream ]   my  muse  hears  your  muse  scream  and  runs  to  them

[ trail ]   my  muse  watches  as  your  muse  traces  one  of  my  muses  scars,  asking  them  about  it

[ piggyback ]   my  muse  gives  yours  a  piggyback  ride

[ jump ]   my  muse  holding  yours  up  by  their  thighs

[ carry ]   my  muse  carries  your  muse  to  their  house

[ lighter ]   my  muse  pulls  out  a  lighter  and  lights  it  for  your  muse  to  use  to  light  their  cigarette

[ shot ] my  muse  gets  shot  and  struggles  to  your  muses for aid

[ wound ] my  muse  patches  and  bandages  a  wound  your  muse  has  gotten

[ fight ]   my  muse  stops  your  muse  from  getting  into  a  physical  fight  with  someone  else

[ arrest ]   your  muse  finds  my  muse  arrested  in  cuffs  

[ hospital ]   my  muse  awakens  in  a  hospital,  finding  your  muse  by  their  side,  asking  what  happened

[ betrayal ] my  muse  finds  out  that  your  muse  has  betrayed  them and  confronts  them  about  it

[ nude ] my  muse  walks  in  on  your  muse  accidentally  seeing  them  naked

[ karaoke ]  for our muses to sing together

[ wet ]   your muse  strips  down  to  their  under  garments  and  runs  into  the  water,  motioning  for my muse  to  join  them

[ crawl ]  for  your  muse  to  crawl  into  bed  with  mine .

[ flower ]  for  your  muse  to  offer  my  muse  their  favourite  flower

[ gift ]  for  my  muse  to  surprise  your muse  with  a  gift

[ homemade gift ]  for  my  muse  to  make  your muse  a  gift

[ bestow ] for your muse to give my muse a gift, bought or handmade ( bonus if you add what it is )

[ serenade ]  for  my  muse  to  sing  to  your  muse

[ caress ]  for  your  muse  to  gently  run  their  hand  down  my  muse’s  face

[ caught ]  for  your  muse  to  catch  my  muse  wearing  their  shirt .

[ love letter ]  for  your  muse  to  give  my  muse  a  love  letter  they  wrote  for  them

[ boop ]  for  your  muse  to  boop  my  muse  on  the  nose

[ date ]  for  my muse  to  ask  your  muse  to  go  on  a  date

[ confess ]  for my muse  to  confess  their  feelings  to  your  muse

[ sleepy ]  for  my muse  to  slowly  fall  alseep  on  your muse

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Inbox Call! 

like this post and ill send a thing from your local nun Kyrie. might go through your memes tag for lines!

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closed! all asks sent. please lmk if you didn't get anything, so i can send you another!!

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How old is Kyrie, presently?

// my main verse is set right at the end of DMC5, and i have her at 24-25!

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"Hey, do you know what a french kiss is?"

@durativo

"I... think so?" Her eyes don't falter while skimming through the pages of one of the magazines in his office. It's one of the milder copies, but its contents were still rather entertaining. 

"The type of kissing with tongue involved, right?" Kyrie asks with genuine curiosity, though. There's plenty of modern slang she still hasn't properly learned about, so... "Or is it something else entirely?" 

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// Ancient Magus Bride AU tho,,,

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Not a sound of footsteps nor a sound of movement. Suddenly a kiss on her ear, and a warm breath, a sour smell of the wine that Credo drank at communion. "Your parent's graves are empty. Where have they gone?"

@deathvoids 

Touched-starved as she is, her instinct has her beginning to lean into the surprise touch with the expectation of it originating from Nero or Nicoletta who may have finally made their way into the home after working in the garage.

The smell of wine hits her first, bringing with it a sharp pang of nostalgic memories she’d tried so hard to forget. And then the voice--

she recoils violently in an attempt to whip around, rising from her chair so quickly that it clatters backwards onto her floorboard. Panic and longing surge through her veins when she finds no one there; there is never anyone there when she hears past voices. His voice.

Kyrie pays no heed to his message, figuring her mind must’ve been missing him so terribly this evening that it’ll conjure whatever nonsense in his familiar tone just to satiate this awful despair she feels weighing in her chest. 

“You’re gone, just like them.” Her parents haven’t mattered to her in so long, and she tries to remind herself of this.

“You’re gone,” she struggles now to spit through clenched teeth, insistently at first. And then, with sorrowful realization all over again, “you’re gone.”

[thefallenapprentice]

cantusgratia​:

Satisfaction from her success, even if it had been minute or accidental, forms a chipper look on Kyrie’s face. “Go ahead.” She straightens her posture and gestures for the demon to take the sandwich if he so wishes. “So summoning rituals don’t always involve portals or gates, then. Nor proper artifacts and tools. I had old tomes to go off of, and though the details were rather dubious, I simply wanted to try anyway.”

Lucky indeed. Kyrie figured no being with enough power or malice to pose as a threat would actually pay mind to the… uh, call of a mere sandwich, but stranger things have happened in her life.

Still, she got what she wanted here in the first place, and she isn’t going to waste this opportunity. “I have more offerings to provide if you have time for my questions, Modeus.”

“Summoning without portals or gates means you are far more likely to pull at demons who are already in this realm. Like myself.” Modeus explains, placing the bread slice back on top of the sandwich and casually smearing away what remained of the glyph. Just to be certain nothing else would show up.

Pointed ears perk at the mention of more offerings. At the end of the day, he was simple devil with simple pleasures after all. “Ah, a true summoning then. Very well. I accept your offering, and will answer your questions.”

There is a hint of mischievous excitement in the demon’s eyes as he takes a bite of the food offered to him. It had been far too long since he last had an arrangement like this.

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“Ah. I figured just as much. I also thought simple materials such as these wouldn’t be enough to call forth portals, though I wondered if creatures utilized other means of travelling through the human world.”

Kyrie watches Modeus for his reaction, and is quite surprised to hear him agree so quickly-- the thought of having to bargain harder had presented itself in her mind, but she’s thankful it didn’t have to be that way! The woman is now nearly buzzing in excitement, and-- if one pays close attention-- her eyes practically mirror the look of mischief her demon companion blatantly shows.

“Firstly, do you know of ways for me to acquire my own familiars?” Here, she now tries to dig out the small note pad and pencil tucked within her robe pocket, ever ready to jot down information as she learns. “In the safest manner possible, preferably, but I might be willing to take some light risks.”

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A gentle hand brushes a lock of Kyrie's hair back, tucking it behind her ear. "I can't thank you enough for being there for Nero. He needed someone like you in his life. Still does. It is a debt I can never repay. But, I hope to be there for you too. Soft hearts are strong; but we all need a little help at times."

My muse is blindfolded and listening || accepting

In this vulnerable position, it takes every ounce of her energy to avoid leaning into that warmth of brief contact, like a child would while a guardian brushes her hair and sings to her promises of protection and adoration. The touch, the tone, the assurances, they all bring comfort that weakens the woman considerably, but Kyrie finds herself wishing so badly that they didn’t also bring forth searing heartache for both her and the speaker.

She doesn’t believe what they’re saying is fair, though, nor does she deserve this gratitude given. Nero’s strength and courage are bountiful, and she’s sure he would fair even better without her holding him back, without her constantly relying on him for protection and support. 

Her mind eventually digs up memories she keeps failing to smother all these years, and there flashes an image of Nero’s pained face as he reaches out to her desperately while she remains restrained, helpless, useless, captured and dangled as bait. Nero wouldn’t have had to endure so much trouble had she stayed away from the fray. 

She wonders how long before that happens all over again.

Kyrie shakes her head, both to clear away such troubling thoughts and to dismiss the voice’s claims. A small smile is then feigned to hide her bitterness-- she doesn’t want another person to burden with her troubles. 

A wavering “Thank you,” is all she manages.

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Nero would be better off without you. You only get in the way.

My muse is blindfolded and listening || accepting

There’s a visible flinch at this one. Her blindfold shifts as beneath it her brows knot deeply and her eyes shut tighter in reaction. This isn’t a recent revelation either, for she’d been tormenting herself with this exact statement internally ever since the events that have transpired in Fortuna.

It just hurts even more, hearing someone else confirm it.

Take her silence as her agreement, she knows not how to respond to this.

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Your kindness will be your undoing.

My muse is blindfolded and listening || accepting

Oh, this isn’t news to anyone at all. Kyrie sighs through nostrils and simply shrugs her good shoulder. “You may be correct, though I doubt indifference or pure selfishness will help me either.”

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azazel & sonneillon

Ask About My Demons || accepting

azazel: talk about a time when you were falsely blamed for something

“Let’s see... I’ve apparently seduced men, caused them to sin against their beloved. I supposedly sabotaged my rivals at the age of eight, and kept them from earning the adoration of audiences and becoming lead cantor. The Songstress title wasn’t mine to have either, since I bribed clergymen for the role.” 

She omits the stories regarding her own family, Credo, and Nero. Those accusations still hurt.

sonneillon: do you hate anyone?

“I do.”

And she leaves it at that.

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Jezebl

Ask About My Demons || accepting

jezebel: talk about a time you used your sexuality to get your way 

“I apparently occasionally seduced men at church with my performances back in the day. Goaded them to attend events more often, or to donate more to the orphanages I lived in.” She’s got on a wry smile as she says this, clearly bearing little fondness for the memories flooding her now. “I was only fourteen years of age the first time I was told this. Though I suppose those don’t count if they weren’t intentional, or if I didn’t actually get anything I wanted out of it.”

There’s a momentary pause as she genuinely wonders if she’d done it in recent times. “Sure I’ve used my sexuality. On my partners, to bluntly let them know I’d love to have sex.”

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Belias

Ask About My Demons || accepting

belias: do you gossip?

“I try not to. But if I ever did participate in it before, it was accidental.”

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Lilith

Ask About My Demons || accepting

lilith: what was your biggest rebellion against authority? why did you do it?

“Huh. I don’t know if I’ve done anything impactful enough that counts as a rebellion. I suppose... leaving the Order behind. Not that there’s many of them left to count as an active authority at this point.” 

She reaches a hand forward to lace into Nero’s own, giving him a melancholic look as she thinks about her past. Their past. “I wish I could’ve done more, though. I wish I’d known how things were really like much earlier-- I might’ve been able to keep you safe.”