you are about to sacrifice something precious. the life of a fair maiden, that you would toss into the fiery forge. only so that you may be lord . . . what a horrible thing to ponder. your ascendency requires her sacrifice, wether she wishes it or not . . . but how would the lord, crowned so, be looked upon ?
# 𝖋𝖗𝖊𝖓𝖟𝖎𝖊 . a private, selective, low effort & low activity multimuse. you will mostly find characters from soulslikes / soulsbornes on here with the misc character here and there. formerly found under the url hauntics. first established in 2018, latest revamp took place in 2026. mostly friends focused, rarely follows first. no carrd or doc, rules and roster are to be found under the readmore ♡
001 . as i've already said, this is a private & selective multimuse blog. this blog is not, and will not, be my main blog. my activity will forever be super low and i am inclined to say that the replies of this blog will mostly run off the queue. if you have need of me feel free to message me on my main blog @wanegod
002 . i still format my posts a moderate amount with small text, italics, bolds and double spaces ( only for some punctuation, never for words ). if any of this makes my writing difficult to read, please let me know so i can fix it !
003 . minors dni, please. i am above the age of 25 and do not wish to interact with minors on this website. if you are a minor and still decide to follow me, i will hardblock you.
004 . on that topic, please feel free to use the block button liberally when it comes to me because i do the same. if you don't vibe with me for whatever reason just send me to the wind, no hard feelings. curate the online space that makes you comfortable.
005 . this blog will contain violence, religious imagery and themes, body horror, cannibalism, other gore, emotional and physical abuse and possibly sexual themes. most common triggers will be tagged & whatever i can fish out of my mutuals' rules. if i forget something feel free to tell me !
credit . all of the artworks used in my pinned and my pfp are drawn by dominik mayer ( x / x / x ). the psd i use is espresso by asmodeus-psd
ROSTER . feel free to interact with any. click the links for an about page
soulslikes / soulsbornes
saint aldrich . dark souls 3 . he / him
prince lorian . dark souls 3 . he / him
micolash . bloodborne . he / they
loretta . elden ring . she / her
blaidd . elden ring . he / him
vyke . elden ring . he / him
juno hoslow . elden ring . he / she / they
d ( darian ) . elden ring . he / him
the wylder . elden ring: nightreign . he / him
carlo geppetto . lies of p . he / him
the tracker / alidoro . lies of p . he / him
black cat / lucio volfe . lies of p . he / him
originals . pages still a big wip !!
sarmenti . ttrpg pc / hunter of the undead, turned a wicked god's champion and revenant . she / her
aryn . elden ring oc / tarnished, vessel for the flame of frenzy . she / her
deoradh . elden ring oc / outlander turned rider for the night's cavalry . he / him
alkiphron "kip" . fandomless / modern day oracle, blinded by omniscience . they / them
others
hector . castlevania: curse of darkness ( anti netflixvania ) . he / him
luocha . honkai star rail / removed from the source material . he / him
durin . genshin impact / heavily hc based . he / him
zhongli . genshin impact / heavily hc based . he / him
albedo . genshin impact / heavily hc based . he / they / it
rakan . league of legends / somewhat removed & heavily hc based . refers to self with he / him, accepts any to be called
hwei . league of legends / heavily hc based . he / him
i am open to bring back former muses of mine for friends, upon request. i'm not too strict with my roster
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Grunts of pain and struggle seem to echo in the wilderness, because some birds started to fly away as soon as they heard the feline yelp in pain. A beartrap, of all things to get stuck into - with a potential bear nearby. Zeza muffled a sob as she tried to open the jaws, but failed miserably and ended up cutting her clawed hand along the way. Footsteps that sounded heavy and clanky approached, causing the feline to struggle some more out of fear it might very well be that hunter, and potentially mistaken her for the beast.
❝Nonono! Stay back! I'm no beast!❞
She cries out, shrinking slightly in fear of the armored man that made his appearance. Her tail curled slightly, fur standing up. Gods, what an embarrassing way to be found. At least she is being found now than when she's bled out, in truth.
a yelp and grunts chase the metallic snap of a mechanic trap and vyke is already hot on the noise's heels. he's seen these traps around but the other sounds are not those of a bear. curious. he'll find out soon enough. once close enough to gauge the situation, his brisk jog turns into a slow walk until he halts at the outcry. one hand rises, palm towards her, in a weak attempt at a sign of peace.
❛ and i'm no poacher. ❜ the head of his spear is swiftly buried in the soil next to his feet. in truth, he's been searching for the owner of those traps ; not the beast they're meant for nor . . . this woman.
through the helmet, it's hard to see the way his eyes narrow. one hand gestures at the situation unfolding on the ground infront of him. ❛ if i leave, your leg's done for . . . maybe you too. ❜ vyke's tone is matter - of - fact. cold and unfazed. who knows where those jaws were before, or if she would be able to pry her leg out of it, herself. ❛ i can disarm it for you. ❜ the words come out more certain than he means them. in truth, he knows how to disarm a beartrap, not this one in particular. during his own search for the hunter, he's avoided setting any of them off so far.
[28.] the wrecked way they say your name for the first time. & [40.] their nails dragging down your back hard enough to sting later. / vyken welp . @daylighter
with them, every kiss is sacred, every touch seems like a prayer. there's a rythm to their affections, there's routine in their relationship. all of this, however, is forgotten in moments of unbridled passion. as per usual, they had settled into the evening. comfortable on the sofa when ken decided to test the limits of vyke's patience. today, he managed to break it. the first bend came when a hand ever so carefully moved across his inner thigh. at that, he put the book down, inquired about the reason but all he got back was the other hand to his jaw and a kiss. the second bend & the final buckle just before the break came when ken had situated himself ever so beautifully on vyke's lap. putting just enough pressure onto the erection straining against his pants, one that already made him chase the friction he was deprived of in that moment.
they first started on said sofa. clothes hastily discarded as one of vyke's hands had settled on ken's chest. in the middle of preperation a feverish thought doesn't manage to stay with his inside voice. ❛ i want you. ❜ but all that got him was a painstakingly slow pace set by kenneth. frustratingly so. that's when his patience broke. first a plea for more, then a challenge to do it himself.
so now they're here. ken securely hoised into greedy arms, his back to the wall, legs bent at the knee over vyke's underarms. they're the perfect distance apart in height for vyke to work his way across ken's shoulders and neck. a breath that dances over skin here, a desperate kiss there. at the center of it all, how gentle - how loving - vyke enters ken again, after their short seperation for a change in position. another breath - with little voice in it and hot - leaves him once he's fully sheathed, but it does not offer much time before he picks up his pace again. needy and hungry. a starving man. a moment of rare silence passes before one word cuts through the air. vyke. it coats the air like honey, but it does not quite find the reaction it was probably looking for. it takes a good moment for him to even register that ken's saying his name. a plea in tone. one that makes vyke woozy. if he could get any closer, he would definetly try. so he settles for another peppering of kisses that are only broken by one of his moans when ken repeats himself.
❛ you're . . . ❜ there's an effort to think as clearly as he can. easier said than done. a kiss to ken's jaw. a nip at his neck that immediately gets soothed with another kiss. he feels like a man possessed. ❛ you're doing so well. ❜ a whisper more exhale than actual words, spoken into the side of kenneth's neck. almost reverent in meaning, a prayer of appraisal. he's chasing a high that remains ever just one step ahead of him. so infuriatinly close. arms, by now a little more laden than they were a few minutes ago, shift ken in his hold. just slightly, but it's enough to give a new angle to his relentless pace. one much more effective, from the looks of it. no sooner than he's situated to properly buck his hips up and drive back into his partner, there's fingernails on his back. not the grasping kind they were until now, he feels flesh catch and tear. the damage a thought and issue for later. the warmth right where the nails are seems so all encompassing. a shiver follows soon after, one that starts at his shoulders and runs all the way down to his tailbone. his head falls back just enough to get a proper look at ken. chin tilts up until they're close enough to share another kiss - sloppy and needy in execution - one he only pulls back from when his air is threatening to run out. they're still close enough to feel eachother's breath, heavy and warm, but there is no other place he'd rather be right now. vyke's pace threatens to falter, desperate every time he pushes back in. so damn close. ❛ i love you. ❜ there is not much else that can occupy his mind at the moment. there's only ken.
