miisericorde
189 posts
Don't wanna be here? Send us removal request.
Text
𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐑𝐏 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 . . . ( pt 1. the art of touch ) Set the stage for longing glances, lingering touches, and the quiet tension of unspoken words. ✧ ˚₊ Themes: soft, slow burn & a touch of angst
✧ › SOFT & FLUFFY .
My muse tucks a loose strand of hair behind your muse’s ear, their fingers lingering for a second longer than necessary.
My muse falls asleep on your muse’s shoulder during a long ride.
My muse surprises your muse with breakfast in bed, complete with a handwritten note.
My muse pulls your muse under their umbrella during a sudden downpour.
My muse gently wipes away a tear from your muse’s cheek, their touch tender and careful.
My muse laces their fingers with your muse’s absentmindedly, only realizing it after a few seconds.
✧ › TENSION & SLOW BURN .
My muse fixes your muse’s tie/dress/jacket, their hands brushing against their skin for just a moment.
My muse leans in as if to whisper something, their lips dangerously close to your muse’s ear.
My muse catches your muse’s wrist before they can leave, their grip tightening just slightly.
My muse watches your muse from across the room, their gaze lingering even when caught.
My muse challenges your muse to a bet, knowing exactly what they’ll ask for if they win.
My muse absentmindedly plays with your muse’s fingers while they talk, not even realizing they’re doing it.
✧ › ANGST & EMOTIONAL .
My muse pulls your muse into a tight hug, as if afraid to let go.
My muse wipes away the blood from your muse’s face, their hands trembling.
My muse shows up at your muse’s doorstep in the rain, eyes filled with something unspoken.
My muse gently cups your muse’s face, whispering, “Why do you always have to make things so difficult?”
My muse kisses your muse like it’s the last time they’ll ever get the chance.
My muse lets your muse go, even though it’s the last thing they want to do.
✧ › TEASING .
My muse corners your muse against a wall, a smirk playing on their lips.
My muse whispers something in your muse’s ear that makes them blush.
My muse pulls your muse onto their lap with zero warning.
My muse playfully steals a bite of your muse’s food, then grins as they lock eyes.
My muse deliberately leans in closer just to see your muse’s reaction.
My muse drags their fingers slowly down your muse’s arm, pretending it was unintentional.
2K notes
·
View notes
Text
Send 💋❣️ (or "vday kiss!" if you can't see the emojis) for my muse to kiss yours on Valentine's Day
Remember to specify from which muse the meme is for if sending to a multi-muse and which of your muses the receiver should address if you are!
58 notes
·
View notes
Text
Wow! I did not expect to suddenly find new followers here! Hello!
Though I do want to say! I’m not an art blog! I’m not a resource blog! Not a general fandom blog either. This is an ask/rp blog! My notifications are an important tool to me, so if you see artwork or smth you like, please reblog it from the source! And don’t reblog the rp threads unless you’re involved, please!
(Interactions with my own posts are fine though as it lets me know people are interested in what I’m writing and that I’m not just posting into a void)
#Out of Fingers || ooc#uagh I’ll get back to writing here sometime#working on things for other blog but there’s like…500 projects contending for my attention#and I’m just one little critter. so sleepy.
0 notes
Text
@hexenjagd
The smile on her lips is a frigid thing. Perhaps the moment he made contact he'd felt it? A rippling iciness that traveled the length of bone and spans through flesh and blood, penetrative and devouring to those unexpecting in these little bouts of sudden contact, but it wasn't always as such.
His sigh, though somewhat expected, warranted a low and throaty chuckle in response. "Delighted you indulged me, your touch is so gentle-- now if only you'd permit me to touch your bare face in turn, hm? Is that not fair?"
He grimaced under his mask; his gut reaction wanting to bark a quick ‘no,’ but he caught the word before it could slip forth. For really, it would be what constituted a fair trade. Yet…he had felt it. That little nip of cold that had seeped through his glove. What would her hands be like?
“It’s not a particularly wanted action. But fair is fair, I suppose…if you really must.” He gave a small huff as he reached up under the cloth to unfasten the lacings behind his head. His face was a seldom-seen thing. Sometimes even he forgot how haggard he looked. The dark under his eyes, and loose strands of hair slipping out from the ribbon that tied it back surely did little to help. He quirked a brow slightly and looked to her expectantly. Waiting. His mask could no longer hide the anxious anticipation that worked its way into his set jaw in spite of the way he tried to keep his eyes level. Disinterested.
@hexenjagd "Ah, your arrogance proceeds you-- I'll be ever gracious, blood fiend. I'm waiting, go on, touch me."
The leather of his glove creaks as he reached forward, but there is the slightest hesitance. One that even takes him by surprise. When eventually he manages and inward scoff over his own nerves, he gives her a light and playful tap upon the nose. Yet the sigh that escapes him sounds almost bored. At least, that’s how he intended for it to sound, followed by a flat, “boop.”
5 notes
·
View notes
Text
@hexenjagd "Ah, your arrogance proceeds you-- I'll be ever gracious, blood fiend. I'm waiting, go on, touch me."
The leather of his glove creaks as he reached forward, but there is the slightest hesitance. One that even takes him by surprise. When eventually he manages and inward scoff over his own nerves, he gives her a light and playful tap upon the nose. Yet the sigh that escapes him sounds almost bored. At least, that’s how he intended for it to sound, followed by a flat, “boop.”
5 notes
·
View notes
Note
G ET
“I wake up today, and everyone’s hands are after my face. I suppose all I can do is try to return the favor. Starting with you, grave woman.”
4 notes
·
View notes
Note
“I’m sure you do.” He said in turn. “But there is a particular strength to be had from being well-rested.”
He tilted his head slightly, trying to walk the line of a gentle sort of insistence. Yet a question gnawed away at him. One he could dare to ask with a humble enough stance and a curious enough look in his eyes. “Why avoid it, my lord? Is there something troubling you?”
”When’s the last time you slept, my lord?”
It took him a moment to register the inquiry -- as if Varré had spoken in a tongue that, while obscure, took Mohg a moment to understand.
With a slight hitch to his breath, the Lord of Blood shook his head.
"Ah. Such a thing is unimportant," said Mohg.
"I am... Fine."
6 notes
·
View notes
Note
“If I may dare suggest, my lord, even Demi-gods need their sleep. Please, I implore you, rest.”
”You’ll need your strength to guide us, will you not?” He said, choosing his words carefully. It wouldn’t do anyone well to see their lord in such a state. He could hardly keep up with himself, it seemed.
”When’s the last time you slept, my lord?”
It took him a moment to register the inquiry -- as if Varré had spoken in a tongue that, while obscure, took Mohg a moment to understand.
With a slight hitch to his breath, the Lord of Blood shook his head.
"Ah. Such a thing is unimportant," said Mohg.
"I am... Fine."
6 notes
·
View notes
Text
Request Varre from Elden Ring
695 notes
·
View notes
Text
Omg it’s a plushie of Varre’s VA- I mean, The Curator. Yeah. The Curator.
1 note
·
View note
Text
ik i haven’t posted much but I AM lurking here. Just currently working on 3D commissions (again) and a model project for my bloodborne blog. And going back to work work hit me like a truck. I am here though and will try posting again once settled.
4 notes
·
View notes
Text
Sometimes I still wonder why Varre has the catch flame incantation, of all things. The DLC makes it more interesting…
3 notes
·
View notes
Text
Having Ansbach be so level headed is So Funny cause it likely means that Varre is just Like That
0 notes
Text
Long hair Varre posts at an almost combined 100 notes, good lawd he has broken containment, RIP my notes.
7 notes
·
View notes
Text
—18+ Indie Elden Ring verse || OC RP BLOG; || Sporadic activity || Private || Selective || Cross-over friendly || Witch Knight Helena || Exploring elements present in game, my own HCS, and some lore from my own work || Originally est; 4/7/22 || Exhumed by: Cat || Please like or reblog if interested! ||
—A loving exploration of various themes, ramblings and ideas: the sacred and the profane; the weight of grief; death as rebirth; hubris and its cost; bringing back that which should never be returned; to be as a deified anathema; to exist as an unmeant God in a land that is not your own; the monstrous feminine; madness twisted into lucidity; knighthood and the loss of honor; death as the maiden and the witch; cutting the threads of fate and challenging the forces that be; the arrival of the inevitable; and what it means to be as confessional and burial ground-- an open grave that speaks. Lastly… To be beloved by something you cannot see, cannot touch, and can never truly know. —𝐑𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 & 𝐃𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐞𝐫—
30 notes
·
View notes
Text
🌹🖤Roses Stars Water🖤🌹
611 notes
·
View notes