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austerulous · 2 years

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✿ anri and/or maria!

bold for what i want, italics for what i could see, strike for what i can’t see.

◈ ANRI & HEYSEL

FRIENDSHIP. childhood friends / work buddies or coworkers / family friends / friends with benefits / smoking buddies / adventure buddies / fake friends / recently friends / party buddies / friendship of need / dying friendship / circumstantial friendship / partners in crime / old friendship / [ your muse ] is the good influence / [ your muse ] is the bad influence / [ my muse ] is the good influence / [ my muse ] is the bad influence / opposites attract / ride or die / frenemies / roommates or flatmates / penpals / exes to friends / enemies to friends / other

ROMANCE. childhood sweethearts / [ your muse is mines ] childhood crush / [ my muse is yours ] childhood crush / exes / exes to lovers / forbidden lovers / highschool sweethearts / secret relationship / opposites attract / long distance / unrequited [ from your muses side ] / unrequited [ from my muses side ] / unrequited [ from both sides ] / skinny love / friends to lovers / enemies to lovers / spurious relationship / power couple / newly entered / soulmates [ metaphorical ] / soulmates [ literal ] / awkward / turning toxic / toxic love / cheating [ on your muse ] / cheating [ with your muse ] / other

FAMILIAL. siblings [ half ] / siblings [ step ] / [ my muse ] is an older sibling figure to your younger sibling figure / [ my muse ] is a younger sibling figure to your older sibling figure muse / [ my muse ] is a parental figure to yours / [ my muse ] is a child figure to your muse / guardian figure / legal guardian / adoptive child / foster child / [ your muse ] is taken under mines wing / [ my muse ] is taken under yours wing / other

ANTAGONISTIC. dangerous to each other / dangerous to others / unpredictable / rivals / petty / developing into sexual or romantic tension / based off family matters / based of off circumstance / based of professional matters / based off misunderstanding or lies / conflict of ideology / betrayal / hero - villain dynamic / enemies / fight club / friends turned enemies / lovers turned enemies / exes turned enemies / other

◈ MARIA & HEYSEL

#both. both is good. 😌#i have so many feelings about heysel helping anri through the swamp #and them having pine needle tea together in heysel's home #there's something so powerful about anri being confronted with a very beautiful and human face of rosaria's fingers #and then there are the possibilities for heysel and maria!#maria is this legendary figure but she also wants to nerd out about subterranean foliage #and hear all about heysel's adventures into the dungeons #maybe join her too? 👉👈🥺#smoochable adventure and scholar buddies! penpals who write gorgeous letters to one another!#you know i'm flexible with the dynamics we pursue / explore #◈ — answered #yellowfingcr

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yellowfingcr · 3 years

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It was difficult to believe that the imposing form framed in that tall, tarnished mirror was once only clad in dresses. Not simply dresses, but gowns, with great swathes of heavy fabric and the stiff boning of corsets. Nobility had required a certain decorum, and her sex came burdened with undue expectation. Those social shackles had left their marks in her girlhood, the grace with which Lady Maria conducted herself running in her blood.

Mercifully, bloomers had long since been traded for breeches. Satisfied with what she saw in her reflection, Maria turned her attention to Heysel. Hunting required a decorum of a different breed, and this particular tailor was a favourite in their circles.

“You look exquisite,” she murmured in appreciation, wintry eyes tracing her companion’s silhouette, hugged by a beautifully stitched and pressed waistcoat. “Though I must confess, that cravat pales in comparison to your usual. I much prefer the yellow.” Edging closer, the huntress adjusted the lapels of the waistcoat, the folds of the cravat. Needlessly, perhaps. Her gaze shifted from her pale, occupied hands to Heysel’s face. “You will venture into the ruins again soon, I imagine?” There was a certain gravity to that question, even if the words came warm and soft, shaped with secrecy. Slowly, without a flicker of hesitation, Maria bowed her silvery head and pressed a kiss to Heysel’s cheek. “To bring you good fortune.”

She could only hope it was possible that such a blessing might be imparted by a Vileblood’s lips.

( i know you said either anri or maria but you get both - heysel has two cheeks for a reason, and that reason is double smooches. 😌 )

A thing was to witness Maria from a distance, cutting and slicing with an artist’s grace all of the world that had the misfortune and lack of wisdom to oppose her; to hear the stories of her, of her skill, of her marble beauty, whispered from ear to ear from one huntress to another- have you seen the curve of the Lady’s lips, the dagger-sharp point of her stare? Does she ever smile? Do you think she’ll ever look at me?

Another was to have her in her very same room, picking and choosing garments with her so close that she could have stretched her hand and brushed her arm. And nothing, absolutely nothing, could have ever prepared Heysel for the reality of her presence, no amount of repetition of the event brought the perception of it into a dimension of normalcy.

First, she was tall, truly tall- a long lean thing like a glaive, just that sharp and just that elegant, easily towering over someone who, like the prospector trying her all to keep herself collected as she buttoned up her waistcoat, had gained not much height from what of blood she’d imbibed, and now had to tilt her head to look at her in the eye. Second, there was a tangible something to her that refined the wholeness of her existence to a polished sheen, a noble nonchalant way to move her every limb even as she did something so simple as to look at her own reflection- it nearly detached her from the simplicity of being a person and elevated her to something else, sanctified her to the perfection of a statue, of a blade, and the total sum of all of this was almost too much for Heysel to bear. When she'd watched her glass-pale stare navigate the shape of her Heysel had felt suddenly so very acutely aware of the space she occupied, of the fact that she too was something that existed and could be looked upon and judged and thought of, blood unmercifully rushing up her neck and flooding her face, her heartbeat spasming thrice the speed it had one second before. Inwardly, she’d desperately tried to command order over the muscles of her face. There was no need to check in the mirror to know that she’d been met with wholesale mutiny. She knew.

“You do?” Heysel replied, breathlessly, foolishly, her voice wavering a note or two, finding herself ridiculous for the utter devastation a compliment- exquisite, Oedon above, exquisite- and a fixing of her clothing had brought upon her; and some small desperate part of herself wondered if all of this was intentional- surely Maria knew of the effect she had on women, the ease with which she’d strip them of balance, surely she knew-

“You look- you look flawless yourself. As usual, I mean, there is no way for you to look anything but, miss. And I will, yes! Only a day, nothing more. It is unwise to underestimate a ruin no matter the number of time one has visited, but it shouldn’t be something too difficult. There is nothing to worry about.”

Then Maria kissed her on the cheek, just like that, and it was a kiss that nearly undid her, a contact like flame to mothwings. By miracle Heysel managed to speak and not choke.

“T...this will guarantee my safe return, I’m sure.”

Really? Was she really there, flustered like a schoolgirl? At her age? After all her experience, in love, life, death?

“...Thank you. For the company. And, ah, the good luck.”

She was. And she was even giving one of the finest hunters in Yharnam a candid, wide grin.

#accendible #hunter au #heysel vc maria miss I think I'm gonna die #no one is immune to lady maria and that includes heysel!#puffin you're on a killstreak here just oneshotting heysel with your ladies

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bound-by-golden-wings · 7 years

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Thank you all for the 40 (which are 48 at this point) followers and all the support you’ve given me thus far. It means a lot and makes me feel very happy to be a part of the Dark Souls RP community. I tried including as many rp blogs that follow me as possible. This was a special thanks to all the amazing followers... I hope I got all your muses right haha (sadly couldn’t add everyone because I’m slowly getting more followers by the day and I have a very busy personal life as well, I hope you don’t mind).

So here we have: Lorian, Lothric and Gwyndolin for @cursedandcarried / @ersatzsun Gwynfor/Nameless King for @skelephibian Bartz Klauser for @adventurouswind Kefka Palazzo for @light-of-judgment Ardyn Izunia for @ruinosusangelus Rhys for @huntersblackbow Ornstein for @royal-dragonslayer-ornstein Gwyndolin for @thedarkmccn Leo Cristophe for @golden-heart-knight Aranea Highwind for @commodorexaranea Soul of Cinder for @litatio Anri of Astora for @luckblade James for @knightshonour Ariandel for @painterariamis Zullie and Alva for @witch-and-wayfarer| Caspiron (Chosen Undead) for @general-grey Lucatiel for @mirrahforgotten Patches for @imtrustypatches Creighton for @axemurderercreighton Heysel for @yellowfingcr Marylin for @marylinofvinheim Lady Maria for @rrakuyo Ciaran for @xlordsblade Rivah for @offrozenblood And lastly a very happy Ornstein.

#mun's art #((too many characters to tag :'D))

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