Vassangre - The Demon of Disease

So you did find me after all... I go by the name Vassangre, though I have often been mistaken for my brother Aerico. He was always the more famous of us two. I myself prefer to work behind the scenes, so you'll never know where you got that nasty... ---------------------------------------------------------------------- OOC: You'll also find me posting some sickfics & reblogging some emeto-related stuff over at my sideblog sairaana.

[thehillywoodshow]

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[blackwatch-cowboy]

omfg

[inferniangod]

THIS IS BEAUTIFUL

[hunterandlittlebrother]

I FREAKING LOVE THIS!!!

[themessengerofdestructionarchiv]

"Hmmm, you definitely have a fever. And you look like hell. How did this happen, I wonder? Too much contact with yours truly?"

Gabriel glared, lips parted as he panted. He could barely make out the younger’s form, eyes constantly trying to close. His chest rose and fell, fingers curling in the blanket as another round of pain began in his head.

“Sh- shut up you asshole.” He grit out, chapped lips moving slowly as he forced himself to stay awake. “Why don’t…” He paused, breathing in slowly, “do something useful and get me some water.”

[themessengerofdestructionarchiv]

The way Vassangre laid upon him, the feeling of lips against his own had him reeling. Whether it was because he was sick or his fever was obscuring his judgment he wasn’t sure. But as the demon spoke to him his eyes fluttered shut, arms still pinned to the bed and he groaned. “How am I supposed to snap you out of it when you’re practically tempting me to give in. I can’t fight you and the cold at the same time, it’s too much.”

Gabriel’s breath stuttered as he looked away, the heat of their bodies overwhelming and sweat began to bead on his brow. “Thanks for pointing out the obvious,” he shifted and their hips rubbed together, a sharp jolt running through the archangel as he panted. “Just get off already, try to get some control over yourself. You want to figure out who did this to me right? Then keep your body away from mine otherwise we’ll both be screwed, literally and figuratively.”

[vassangre]

No matter what sense Gabriel tried to talk into Vassangre, the demon could no longer comprehend the meaning of those words. The alarm bells were ringing in his ears, yet the temptation was too much for the feeble being to bear. The more miserable the archangel felt, the more captivating he became. Gabriel, this under normal circumstances such a strong creature, was now Vassangre's own little treasure. Bedridden and suffering. Groaning from pain, sweating from fever. Just the way the demon liked them.

Being near the poorly archangel seemed to bring Vassangre a new sense of power, something he had never experienced before. The demon's presence filled the room, invisible to the mortal world, yet almost tangible to beings both holy and unholy. It was as if the air was filled with black smoke and the floor was covered in thick tar.

Vassangre groaned as Gabriel moved and his hips bucked forward involuntarily. Yet as he bend over to kiss the other again, the kiss itself was gentle, savouring and filled with tempting promises. "You're too much right now...so good

[vassangre]

//Whoop-de-whoop! The last exam of this semester is coming up on Friday and then...theeeeeen I’ll marathon through the rest of the Grimm S04, which also probably means an increased amount of inspiration (and time) to RP around here. Both the Grimm side and the SPN side, because I’ll be seeing a lot of Sasha Roiz on my screen.

(Also I don’t mind spoilers so no worries if you want to go all “omg omg have you heard?!” on me.)

How is everyone doing? Aaaand sorry for keeping you all waiting for so looong for replies. I am still alive and I now officially have my BA! :D

[vassangre]

OOC: I'm still here!

//So...things are starting to slow down a bit and I'm able to focus a bit more on the creative and fun part of life (also known as RP). However you'll all have to bear with me for a little while longer, because now that I finally have some free time on my hands, I can be very, very fickle with what I want to do. I mean... I've got multiple episodes of all the series I follow just waiting to be watched, I'm feeling like playing Skyrim again, I want to draw something, there's a bunch of other blogs which I have to get up and running and then there's of course the huge amount threads I need to reply here as well.

So things might be still slow and this blog might seem dead, but... I think it is safe to say now that I will be around more, I will be checking my messages and hopefully I will also get some replies out as soon as I get organized again.

[vassangre]

Status Update

//I've tried and tried to focus on tumblr and my bachelor's thesis at the same time but it's just not working. I have stuff in my drafts, plans away and I am still going to get back to you all, worry not, but right now, I really need to focus on University.

I need to give back my bachelor's thesis on the 16th of February and I have two exams the following week, which means that I will be on hiatus until the 26th of February.

[vassangre]

Knowing your partner well makes writing together a lot easier. tag this with the people you enjoy roleplaying with but want to get to know better. 

i was tagged by: supernaturalsmartasses

who i’m tagging: everyone who wants to do it

name: Annina or Vicce preferred pronouns: she/her sexuality: not as straight as they come but still heterosexual zodiac sign: libra taken or single: single three facts: 1. MUSICALS: I love European musicals. (With the exception of a few, but only a few, Broadway ones.) 2. ANIMALS: I own a black labrador retriever and go horseback riding once a week. I would also love to own a ball python. 3.  LANGUAGES: I love learning foreign languages. Currently I can speak Finnish (my native language), Swedish, English, German, Spanish and Hungarian. In addition with a little bit of reading I could bring back my ability to read and write in Arabic. Oh! And I also know my way around three of Tolkien's languages: Sindarin, Quenya and Adûnaic. In addition I've learnt Na'vi and own a book about Dothraki grammar. Also let's not forget that I love to construct my own languages as well.

EXPERIENCE:

how long (months/years?): For a very long time. I started when I was in elementary school. My rough estimate would be 12-13 years, though I only started to RP in English since 2011. how’d you start: Harry Potter RP in multiple virtual Hogwarts schools. I even ended up having my own. My very first OC was called Vicente Lorenzo (Vicce), a young Italian wizard, also a son of a Sicilian mafioso. Slytherin or Ravenclaw. platforms you’ve used: Proboards, MSN Messenger, email, online chatroom, Skype, Tumblr worst experience: Never really had any... I suppose I have always chosen my partners very carefully so nothing bad has ever happened to me. Perhaps the worst thing is when I lose inspiration for a set amount of time and have to focus on my other hobbies/interests and then I end up feeling guilty about all those drafts that are waiting... best experience: Multiple. Perhaps the best one is either the fabulous two-person live action RP I had as a kid with my long time best friend or then it is my online RP experiences with a friend of mine with whom we are (unrealistically) planning to write a book based off said RP.

MUSE PREFERENCES:

female or male: Male male male male male and male. I actually used to refuse to play female muses at some point in time because I just couldn't figure women out nor could I make a female character that appealed to me. Times have changed though, but I still very much prefer male muses. original or canon: I started as someone who played canons, though since there was basically no proper canon on them, they eventually became my OCs. After that I have had a preference for OCs because for me they are easier to create and easier to play as well, because canon is intimidating. Currently I have a 3-5 canon characters and so many OCs that I have lost count. favorite face: Can't choose, won't choose. Each face is perfect for the said character and I can't go picking up favourites among my bbies. least favorite face: - multi or single: Multi. Why limit yourself?

WRITING PREFERENCES:

fluff, angst or smut: Out of these three, my absolute favourite is angst. Bring me their pain, bring me their suffering! plots or memes: Both, though I do love a good, well thought out plot. long or short replies: Depends. I can do both, though I end up getting my replies longer and longer until replying to them takes so much time that replying takes some planning. best time to write: Night, definitely. Also early in the morning for some strange reason. Like...an hour after I wake up on a day off. are you like your muse: Not necessarily, though I do love to bring something of myself to each muse I play.

[vassangre]

Diabolical Outbreak | Nick, Sean & Vas

[nickthegrimm]

[ vassangre ]

The sudden shift of movement in the dark had the Grimm taking a careful step or two back. His eyes, though, were perfectly trained on the shadow that moved until it eventually took the shape of Markos in the limited light of the basement. Nick could barely make out his outline, which had been altered drastically into his more creature like form. The voice, however, was the same. The only thing that noticeably changed besides the apparent camouflage skill were the impressive set of claws and the several scales that covered what was once skin. 

As always, Nick was instantly fascinated. Perhaps it was simply his natural curiosity or some Grimm part of him, but whenever a new Wesen or creature greeted his sight, Nick became transfixed. He wanted to know everything about the Wesen, though this had gotten him into trouble more than once, since he was so focused on the appearance he didn’t notice the threatening behavior until too late. But Dr. Michelakis  wasn’t currently attacking him, which was a good sign. Nick was not blind, of course, he knew that that could change in a split second. Still, it gave the Grimm hope that maybe a fight would not be needed to figure out all that had happened and how they could fix things.

"I’m aware of what my kin have done, a lot of it terrible," Nick said, his voice calm. His gaze did not leave Markos for an instant. The Grimm remained cautious and on guard. If the Aerico did plan to attack he no longer had the element of surprise, which already helped the Grimm’s chances a little more. "But I am not my ancestors, and I do wish to talk to you, Dr. Michelakis. As a doctor as well as an Aerico."

Slowly, the Grimm took a step forward. He kept looking at Markos, not wanting the other to think he was attacking or had ill intentions. Harming Dr. Michelakis would do them no good, and would honestly set them back in the case if he were injured. The Aerico was their only lead now, and still something didn’t feel right to Nick. When he looked at the creature, he didn’t get the sense that all this sickness and chaos was caused by him. If anything, Dr. Michelakis seemed to want it to end as well, and was surprised by the new batch of patients that had come in. 

"Please, tell me the truth. Did you cause this?" Nick asked, bright eyes concentrated on the other. "You’re an Aerico, but you’re also a doctor. And I don’t believe that you want people to be sick like this. It’s too much for a simple feeding and there doesn’t seem to be any reason to it like revenge or wanting destruction. That’s not who you are, is it doctor?"

[vassangre]

The very moment Markos had appeared from the shadows, Andrew had made sure he was nowhere near the possible attacker. He had hid behind an old hospital trolley that had probably been abandoned in the basement. Should the Grimm go bonkers, at least the Lausenschlange was out of his way.

Markos, however, did not move an inch from his position and his stance still warned not to come any closer or his claws would slash wounds deep enough to hinder any further attacks. It was most unnerving to see the Grimm watch him so intensely as if he was some animal to study. Though in all truth, he probably was, for surely the local Grimm had never come across an Aerico before. Overall the atmosphere in the basement - the pressure, the intensity, the stress and the tension - was becoming a bit too much for the chameleon-like Wesen. Like their counterparts in the animal kingdom, Markos' scales were quick to react to his altered state of mind and took a turn from green-ish to grey and black even, the usual colours indicating stress.

In the state of elevated stress, an Aerico had a tendency to interpret all action around him as threatening. Such was the case too, when Nick took a step closer to him. Startled, Markos quickly backed away a little, all the while hissing at the other. "Stay where you are and we can talk all you want. I would rather you did not give me a reason to attack."

Nick's question seemed to frustrate the doctor, perhaps even offend him a little, though when the Grimm continued, his words clearly made up for the initial hurt. "You have very keen eyes, detective Burkhardt. A hospital such as this will keep me well-fed and as a doctor I have full access on everything I need. There is no reason for me to cause an epidemic. Besides, if you have any idea how my kind spreads bacteria, you'd know it's physically impossible for me to cause something with such an MO. It is my professional opinion as a doctor, that an epidemic like this - local with multiple people falling ill the very same moment - is likely to be a terrorist attack. It's-"

"Ohh Gh-God…" Andrew’s painful cry was followed by a loud retch. The Lausenschlange was slouched by the wall, one hand leaning against it while the other was tightly wrapped around his stomach, the remains of his morning coffee were on the floor by his feet. He had gone completely pale and as he continued to dry-heave in unfruitful attempt to expel whatever was making him so sick so suddenly involuntary tears started welling in his eyes. By the time he was done, his skin had gone clammy and he barely had any strength left to stand. Pushing himself slightly further from the wall, he staggered on the other side of the corridor and sat down by the wall. He turned to face the duo as cold chills shivered his body. "...I-..ugh-...I think I'm infected."

[vassangre]

OOC: Thread tracker (January 6th)

//The usual: if our thread should be here and you don't see it, message me about it.

I owe:

Reply with Sean for nickthegrimm​ (shut up meme)

Reply with Mastema for theheavenlyconnection

Reply with Mastema & Balthazar for elohei-rivka

Reply with Mastema for oldwarriorstears

Reply with Mastema for faithlessarchangel

Reply with Balthazar for themessengerofdestruction

Reply with Vassangre for oldwarriorstears

Reply with Sean to Elsie (elsiethegrimm)

Reply with the Grimm cast for nickthegrimm (Diabolical Outbreak)

Reply with Vassangre for themessengerofdestruction (Measure for Measure)

Starter with Shemyaza for supernaturalsmartasses

Stater with Joshua for with thelimptrickster

Reply with Vassangre for themessengerofdestruction (sickness)

[vassangre]

The King and His Servant | Crowley & Vassangre

supernaturalsmartasses

Vassangre was highly surprised to find himself in such a tricky situation: being held against his own will by three of his kin - crossroads demons of a much higher caliber than the poor disease demon himself. They had managed to lure him into an abandoned warehouse where they had attacked him and tired him up. Somehow the bastards had known Vas would never part with this vessel and leave it to be destroyed.

The trio - whose names Vassangre had whispered into the king's ears as soon as he had learnt what they had been up to - had stashed away a few souls for their own gain. And certainly, you can not expect hell to function if every crossroads demon were to take a few souls here and a couple over there for their own safekeeping. Everyone worked for the common goal - which currently was the king's goal.

Vassangre had no idea how they had found him - or how they had managed to get away from what Crowley supposedly had had in store for them. Everyone knew that those whose loyalty faltered would eventually have to answer to the king himself. And everyone knew such meetings to be highly unpleasant, even deadly.

Now Vassangre was left to pay the price for his loyalty. The three had not gone light on him: they had already made him drink at least a half pint of holy water, which now burned his insides. They had cut his vessel with iron and also - as if lacking the imagination to do anything else - hit him. Vas was already shivering and at the verge of begging them to stop when they prepared what they called a holy shower: a bucket filled with holy water that was to be poured on him. Wasn't the king supposed to protect him from such events? Where was he? What was keeping him from coming to the aid of his loyal servant?

[vassangre]

//Just got home from the stables. Whoah! Had so much fun. Got a new horse to take care. I had one before and now I have two which is how I like it. One of the horses I used to take care of had to be euthanized this autumn, I have been waiting for someone to take her place. And this new guy...whoah. Such a sweetheart! And then I got to ride one of my favourite horses for two hours straight! We did really well with everything - he seems to understand exactly what I want him to do.

Now I'll just have something to eat and hopefully then I can concentrate on some starters and replies. :D

[vassangre]

//Christmas over, bachelor's thesis started. Now...now is the perfect time to work on drafts. *nods* Tomorrow. Tomorrow it is time. Yesss. Good.

[vassangre]

tagged by I WANT TO DO THIS MWAHAHAH

repost this & tag ten people you want to get to know better: everyone who wants to do this too! (psst, archangelofsnark? thelimptrickster? oldwarriorstears? faithlessarchangel?)

Name: Annina Nicknames: Vicce, Siraheno Birthday: 22nd October 1990 Gender:  Female Sexual Orientation: Currently I have no idea, but we're thinking pansexual with a preference towards heterosexuality. Favorite color: Black, Purple, Turquoise and Yellowish Green (imagine swamp/poison). Time and date at current moment:  31/12/14 2:14 Average hours of sleep: 6-7 Lucky Number: 13 Last thing I googled: Cirque du Soleil KÀ Counselor's Son First word that comes to mind: ...sleep. One place that makes me happy: Vienna and/or Tenerife How many blankets I sleep under: One Favorite Fictional Character: Impossible to choose. Book: I, Lucifer (or Tolkien's works) Animation: Extreme Ghostbusters, Aladdin, Willy Fog... I could go on forever. TV show: Grimm, OuaT, SPN, Sleepy Hollow, Hannibal, AHS, Constantine, The Paradise, Murdoch Mysteries, Hercule Poirot movies, Midsomer Murders, BBC Sherlock, The Fringe, Game of Thrones, House M.D., NCIS, Criminal Minds... Favorite Beverage: Cherry or Vanilla Coke (I didn't even have to change that!) Favorite Food: Chocolate Last movie I’ve seen in cinemas: The Hobbit: Battle of the Five Armies Dream Holiday: A riding holiday in either Ireland, New Zealand or the Sahara desert. Dream Wedding: I have no idea. Elven wedding? Pirate wedding? Something imaginative, something fun. Dream Job: Translator of texts that have something to do with veterinary medicine, psychology, other sciences and/or pets and especially equines. Writer, photographer, teacher. Veterinarian.

[vassangre]

//You know when you see something amazing and then you ought to be doing something else but you can't stop thinking about that one amazing thing and it just like... doesn't leave any free space in your mind for other stuff? Yeah. That's me and Cirque du Soleil's KÀ right now. Especially with the Counselor's Son. Like..that...I...I don't have any words for what I just saw. The acting was flawless, the character was perfect, he... I need more. I desperately need more.

[maciek-nia]

Grimm s04e05 - “Cry Luison”

[silvertons]

She’s had a little work done.

[frekkenbok]

[giuntolid]