#fiachsaol

[cursedandcarried-blog]

Lothric gets a hug from Priscilla, using @fiachsaol‘s hc that Pris’s dress is just her long furry wings wrapped around her

[whitebirchprincess-blog]

fiachsaol replied to your post: ((Dusk has a huge fan-crush on ALL four of the...

They’re all such crush bait))

((She doesn’t know what to do!!!))

[cursedandcarried-blog]

fiachsaol said: "I like you!"

"...thank you. I like you too, Priscilla."

[cursedandcarried-blog]

@fiachsaol:

Priscilla moved towards the prince, kneeling down beside him and, after a bit of hesitation, wrapped him in her arms. She was unexpectedly warm- her fur obviously was excellent insulation.

Lothric grasps handfuls of her fluffy coat, burying his face in her shoulder. He is not fluffy himself, apart from some strands down his back and at the end of his tail, instead covered in patches of little scales. His small wings can be felt folded under his shawl, pressed tight to his back. Not much of a dragon at all.

[fragmentedsilhouette]

It was cold, colder than the most frigid of mountaintops. Frozen trees peppered the mountains, the long and broken bridge leading to crumbling ruins that seemed to tower out of nothingness. At its farthest point, a grand tower jutted into the sky, its roof having collapsed in itself over whatever amount of time had passed here.

Amaeris stood within its ruins, watching as the mad Undead waddled about, their heads not even turning to face her. Was it because she was some sort of spirit that they did not attack? She certainly did not know. Traversing through its ruins, she watched as the pustule covered beings stood about while others held torches high above. Large crows perched at the highest point, their gaze upon her as she swished through the halls. 

That all was up to the point she came across a long, desolate bridge leading to that crumbling tower. For whatever reason she found herself here, she may as well explore every nook and cranny before she left. She swore she’d felt something here, but so far everything was... lifeless. 

Floating over, she swore she could see someone standing there, someone covered in some type of white coat. 

@fiachsaol

[umbralsun-blog]

🎁 a bouquet of tundra flowers, all of which, when removed from the painting, will wilt quickly. But while they're still vibrant and alive, they appear to be more shifting magic than actual plant matter. How odd. -Delivered by a Painting guardian, who found them outside of the painting, with Gwyndolin's name tagged to them.

Fascinating, to think something grows there. There was much about the painted world she still didn’t understand. Gwyndolin nods to the guardian in thanks, and gives them a package of poetry books and candied fruit. Hopefully Priscilla will enjoy them.

[magicbound-a]

fiachsaol replied to your post: I beat Bloodborne!

OOh, what was your favorite boss! And which one did you have the most trouble with))

   » Aahhhh, favorite??? Idk, I always liked the simple Cleric Beast ( & Laurence, who is an even cooler Cleric beast, even though I struggled a bit with him ). Also, Gascoigne, though I favor his backstory and transformation more than like, I see him as a good boss ( which he is a good beginning boss so scratch ). 

   One I had most trouble with??? Orphan of Kos. Fuck him. Also, Laurence? Every other boss I either didn’t really find aggravating or I eventually got help with, which drastically changed the difficulty. 

[father-of-the-abyss]

Ⓐ you know who

“Aaaah, the half-breed creature in the painting? I know very little of her. Some say she is the daughter of Seath the Scaleless. I’m not entirely sure I believe the rumors, myself. However, I do know that she is not to be trifled with. The Gods fear her, and well they should...”