>>571195
>>571196
Meh, tried posting a question in the last one, but if it's at the limit-
Is the Dancer not a Giant? You know, the things with big, hairy, black holes for faces?
>>571208
You mean like Hawkeye Gough and the Giant Blacksmith? I dunno, haven't played DS3 yet, but she looks a whole lot curvier than the giants (all of which are male in DS1). What's her voice like, if she even speaks? The two non-hostile giants in DS1 have very distinctive voices.
>>571210
I mean like The Last Giant, and Giant Lord from DS2; as well as Yhorm the Giant in DS3 (not a spoiler, he's clearly named and shown in the opening). The giants that take root in the earth when they die.
>>571213
Oh, alright. I haven't gotten to 2 and 3 yet, only started 1 as a result of the 3 hype and wanting to check the Souls series out. Absolutely love it, gonna get 2 and 3 eventually, though, really dig the lore.
>>571208
No. The dancer and vort are outrider knights. The description for pontiff's eye mentions that outrider knights are given rings that turn them into beasts. Also being big in a souls game doesn't mean you're a giant. Being big only means they have collected a massive amount of souls. The reason gwyn and vendrick are so big is because of how many souls they have.
>>571219
It wasn't just their size that made me think that. If you've played DS3, you know very well what is at the top of "Irithyll of the Boreal Valley" and what that place was considered in the days of DS1.
But I'll keep in mind what you're saying about Outrider Knights.
>>571218
>really dig the lore
then you should skip 2
isn't ds2's canon story the one where the chosen undead doesn't kindle the flame
>>571245
As far as I'm aware, it wasn't as much flame related as it was "replacing the king."
>>571170
Those faces are 100% placeholders and aren't meant to be seen.
>>571232
Funny, that's the second or third time people have told me that. Probably will.
>>571407
Post more Quelana
>>571424
eh, not sure if I have more Quelana. Might be somewhere in here
>>571229
the best friends figured it out before me and I'm upset, but the order of transformation goes something like
>pontiff knights
>outrider knights tormented by sullyvahn
>vordt/dancer
>the big crocodile wolves who drop rings
when they say you turn into a beast, you LITERALLY TURN INTO A BEAST
>>571355
tough, sirris's is the cutest, and it's canon now.
>>571452
>>571469
And here's the secret ending to DS3
And that's the end of the dump.
I also have some Gwyndolin, but only if people want me to post that
Who would you rather?
>>571540
Dancer of the Boreal Valley?
>>571521
Please do.
Some moonsnake trap coming up
from the other thread
What's with all the faggots?
>>571208
dancer is a descendant of the gods
>>571472
>not using the superior pic
>>571416
Arms are not anorexic enough.
>>571547
No furries on /aco/
>>571395
Das2 is better than das1
>>571762
Kill yourself faggot. Also your post has no relevance to the thread
>>571762
no one has ever been more wrong before
>>571154
Milibeth carefully opened the back door of the cabin, stepping out into the cool air of the cave, the only source of warm being the bonfire. Bonfires acted as a haven to the undead, and this small humble one was typically the first one any visitors here had seen in a long, long time. To this day she wasn't certain how the undead came to this place, how they managed find themselves here from wherever they came from. It didn't help by the time they arrived here, they had already lost almost their entire sense of selves, their memories included. Only the truly desperate with nothing left for them to go back too came here, hoping to find some sort of salvation in Drangleic.
This undead was no different, but there was something about him that separated him from the others. He came back from time to time, usually it was to visit the crow's next, sometimes to pay her and the Firekeepers she cared for, but she couldn't recall the last time any other undead came back. She assumed their either went hollow, or worse.
This visit however he had done a great thing for them, by killing the ogres that roamed the area. She was very grateful for this, as they posed a constant danger to her and the Firekeepers, and she was always afraid that they would bash down the hut.
The undead was sitting by the bonfire, and she cleared her throat, hoping to gain his attention. When he looked up to her as he stood up from his spot and walked over to her.
"I want to thank you for dealing with our ogre problem," she said. "And I want to thank you, but I'm afraid that we have very little to offer." She raised her hand and offered him a ladle. It was a nice ladle, her best one.
Taking it he turned it over and looked at it as if in confusion, and she could help but feel a tad awful.
"I'm truly sorry, I know it's not much, but it's the best I can offer. If there's anything I can do to better repay you, please let me know what I can do for you."
The undead then looked up to her at that.
>>571762
only 2 people ever say this, shitposters who want to start flame wars, and people who first start souls with DaS2
>>572170
I started with 2 and even I know it's got serious flaws.
>>572175
they've all got flaws, but 2 is the worst game in the whole soulsborne franchise.
compared to other games out there it might decent or even good, but looking at it now, it's not great at all.
>>572166
The undead turned back to the bonfire and reached out to it, and thick smoke briefly filled the air. When it vanished the ladle was gone from his hand, and she remembered that the undead could store things inside the fires.
He turned back to her and she began to feel slightly nervous, and the feeling only increased when reached out touched at her shoulder, gently rubbing at it as he took a step closer to her. She tried to stammer a response, but the words died on her lips as his other hand reached up and undid her head wrap by pushing it off her head, undoing the bun she kept her hair in, letting it fall down her neck.
An arm wrapped around her waste and pulled her closer to him, allowing him to deeply kiss her, leaning her back as the other hand snaked across the back of her neck. She was in shock at the sudden forced action, it left her stunned, too much time before she could think about what was happening. Her mind was cloudy, but for a brief moment she had sudden clarity, then tried to fight against her, but he ignored her protests, like she wasn't even making them.
An arm snaked under her read and she found herself raised into the air as the undead began to walk away from the fire. She didn't know where he was taking her, her ability to think already becoming worse with every passing second. He then dropped her to the ground, separating them for a brief moment, the motion leaving her confused and out of breath, but then he placed his hands at the neckline of her dress and he began to undo the ties.
"Wait!" she cried as her dress was pulled down her shoulders, leaving her to shiver in the cold as she was stripped naked. She felt very exposed as he threw the laid the dress behind her across the old wagon and her attempts to cover herself up were stopped by him. Kissing her again she had even more trouble trying to resist him. but then he pushed her back, laying her across the back of the wagon, her dress covering the space between her and it.
if i didn't have a giantess fetish before playing dark souls, I do now
>>572166
Hot damn, mang'.
Thanks.
>>572209
Her legs hunger over the edge of the way, nearly touching the ground, but soon his hands began to roam her figure, and she could barely stop herself from moaning at the sensation. This wasn't right, this.. this... whatever it was. This was wrong, she should be trying harder to push him away, but the longer he kissed and touched her, the more she found herself losing the her desire to stop him, but she had to do everything she could to resist hi-
He then entered her, forcing himself into her without warning, the unexpected action catching her offguard and she screamed. It wasn't entirely awful. He held her close to him as he thrust int her, and she found herself unwillingly enjoying each one even more than the last one. Soon the tones of her screams changed as the pain faded away.
No, no no! She had to stop this, this wasn't proper. If one of the Firekeepers came out here, or heard what was going on she could never face them again, if she was found rutting outside like an animal or a whore with no dignity. But it was difficult to keep these under control; it had been so very long since she had been with another person, she hadn't even allowed herself any self-indulgences. Would it be so bad to have something for herself for once? She did owe him afterall.
Against her better judgement she wrapped her legs around his hips and moved with him, fully embracing the physical contact for once.
They both came and he pumped her full of cum that leaked out between them, leaving her exhausted. When he pulled out it poured out of her and poured onto her dress, and had she been in a better state of mind she would have worried about the stains.
As he pulled away from her she tried to reach for him, but he merely waved her off and walked to the bonfire, vanishing through the smoke. Feeling somehow even more naked, she gathered up her dress and started to clothe herself, to try and look decent. She hoped that she would be back soon; she needed more.
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>>572317
Heysel was a chick...I mean, she's an option. Has she been done?
>>571632
That's a nice picture, mind if I save it?
>>572341
Save it, it's all yours my friend. But only if you post "Thanks Gwyn!" In this thread.
>>572317
Ornifex seducing the undead with her meaty ass?
Reposting my lewdborne fics for new thread.
http://pastebin.com/HQNv28kV
http://pastebin.com/7GSFXbLt
Put some anon's story of the Ashen One and the Dancer in a pastebin.
http://pastebin.com/Akc6FBi3
>>572599
>>572798
I'm really liking these, do write more!
>>571395
the main game is meh but the dlc areas are very cool
>>571446
kek, would vote for
>>571422
...Then touch the darkness within me
>>571460
Wasn't her tongue removed?
>>573661
Yeah, but she gets it back when you bring her back to life.
>>572323
Yellow Finger Heysel felt herself faze into another world, materializing out of thin air, and began to look around the flooded woods for her target. Around her were trees, old buildings, and giant crabs, but she did not see who it was she was here to kill. Then from the corner of her eye she saw some move along the treelines, on the dry land, they knew she was coming, so they were trying to prepare. It wouldn't matter, she thought, as she dashed through the waters, hidden from his sight for the moment. As she approached her readied up her weapon, a spell fizzing at the tip of it while her crossbow wait taut and ready to fire.
A spell was cast just as she came to view, the soul dart shooting right at him and hitting him square in the chest. He stumbled back for a moment before he gripped he raised his sword and blocked the blow from her pick, but took a bolt to the chest. Grunting in pain he grabbed at the bolt and pulled it from his chest and swung his sword at her, she rolled out of the way but she was caught on the backswing and she fell to the ground. As she tried to stand up she barely avoided a stab, and cast several more darts at her, forcing him to strafe to the side to avoid them, but he then threw a firebomb that landed right on her face, the resulting explosion causing her to fly back.
Her crossbow was knocked out of her hand, falling into a pile of leaves, leaving her with only her pick. Pushing herself to her her feet she tried to run for the fallen weapon but her target managed to step between then. With no time to cast a spell she swung her pick, aiming to crush his head, but he managed to parry her, knocking her last weapon from her hand.
His sword was then struck through her gut and she was pushed to her knees. A foot placed on her shoulder then pushed her off the sword and caused to to collapse against a stone wall.
This wasn't going too well for her.
>>573841
Grabbing at a rock, she tried to push herself to her feet to try and run away, but the target ran up to her and pointed a sword at her neck. This fight was his, she realized, she failed to claim a victory for Rosaria, unless another Finger came to her aid before he ended her.
Instead of running the blade through he, he reached out and grabbed at the Xanthous Crown that was wrapped around her head and pulled at it, tugging the wrappings. Soon they came away and the fresh air touched the lower half of her face. He then grabbed her by the loose hair and pulled her up to her knees, bringing her up to his waist, while his other hand worked at his belt.
She saw his member through the yellow cloth and she began to panic and tired to push away from his legs, but he pulled on her hair, tugging her towards him until he was poking against her lips. She tried to keep her lips closed, sealing them as tightly as she could, but he ended up slipping inside and her mouth was filled with cock. He pulled back before shoving her back down, shoving more into her and this went on for a time, each thrust becoming more wild and violet then the last. Soon she began to taste him cum beginning to leak, mixing with her spit and making a slobbering mess from her lips, which only made him going in more smoothly. Soon he deepthroated her, pushing her nose into his pelvis as he came, sending thick ropes down her throat as she chocked on him before pulling out as the last few ropes landed on her face in heavy globs.
She had prayed that he had enough, but she could see that he was still hard, and he took advantage of that by slapping it against her face. He did this several times until she had stopped resisting him and allowed him to enter her throat with much more ease. Her crown had nearly entirely undid itself, falling to the ground, and after he came again he used it to clean himself.
She hoped that a comrade would be here soon to save her. But no one came.
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>>573885
Iosefka?
>>573965
>How they writhe, writhe inside me... It's... rather... rapturous...
Yes please.
>>573965
Got a 1-3 word theme/senario I can work with?
Doll is NOT for sexual!
>>573995
I was gonna suggest something with the beggar but that works too.
>>571589
Fucking FINALLY
>>571435
Why would the ashen one know?
Protom can you write more plain doll stuff?
>>574871
Just continue the story you were writing before.
>>574873
Also post your doll story on your pastebin
Stickysheep draws some fun stuff with a Mimic and a Crossbreed
>>571452
..........Saved.
>>575098
need more of her\it\them
>>575262
No furries on /aco/
>>572423
>But only if you post "Thanks Gwyn!"
>>574219
emergancy pizza?
>>571404
She looks like she has gonorrhea
>>571417
What happened to her fuckin torso
>>573995
The doctor who claimed herself to be Iosefka held the scalpel carefully between her fingers as she held down the body onto the table and slid it across its fleshy scalp. The blue flesh jiggled as it parted and blood began to slowly ooze out, and carefully sliced at the skin sticking to the muscles until it was entirely peeled back. The skull itself was soft, like a solid jelly, and it didn't take too much to pry it open, moving aside the dormant tendrils, which would occasionally give off a postmortem shock, though she could not feel much of the spark through her stained gloves. It left a mess, though she had gotten much better at containing it, thus keeping the clean up to a minimum.
The brain was beautiful. Eyes on the inside, to see the cosmos and what existed beyond the veil of her mortal perception. She had long studied the various thoughts and ideas of the Great Ones, of how to contact, be it in dreams or in the skies above, and she had even the great honor to meet with the Daughter of Cosmos on several occasions, forever her head bowed to the corpse of the spider. No one had known where it had come from, it had merely appeared one day, and Ebrietas would ignore everyone and everything. The first time she had laid eyes Ebrietas, she had cried, spilling tears at the sight of this beautiful being before her, all her years of study and dedication to the Church had had finally paid off in this instant.
The Great Ones who lived in dreams were left to Mensis and Micolash, though that man was a madman in his own right. She on the other hand wanted to see Ebrietas' kin in the stars, and she had been selected to carry out this experiment to discover and communicate with them. These creatures she had created, the Celestial Emissary, had ascended beyond humanity, and by her own hand. All she needed to do was try and translate what they were hearing into something the human mind could comprehend.
>>575518
Sighing, the doctor stepped away from her operating table and stepped back from the operating table and removed her mask and wiped the blood-stained gloves on her smock before taking them both off. She rushed to her table and went over her notes, and as she read more thoughts began to form in her mind, and connections began to made. Her hands began to tremble and euphoric grin spread across her grin. That was when she began to giggle as she looked back to the corpse on the table.
This was so close to what she wanted, she could feel it, all she needed was one or two more pieces that she was missing, and it would all become clear to her. What it was though, she wasn't certain, but she could almost feel it in her hands, that she was almost upon it but didn't know what to do. "Isofeka" sat down on an opposing table and ran her hands over her face and through her hair, trying to calm her nerves and think straight.
Peeking through her fingers she looked at the window and to the red moonlight steaming through the curtains. The shaking only got worse as she looked on; if there was a time to make this discovery, it would be tonight.
Suddenly her breath left her lungs and she looked up in a panic, her head twisting to try take in as much of the room as she possibly could. Her heart raced in her chest as she tried to breathe, but every breath became much more labored. Was someone there? It could be a beast? No, it would be much more loud, and the hunter always knocked at the door, so who could it be?
Her whole body then suddenly screamed as he body exploded with sensations, to many to possibly comprehend. Grasping desperately at the bad she tried her best to think straight, but it was getting hard to even register anything, but all she knew was that it was getting hot, when did it suddenly get this hot?
Crying out she tore at her clothes, pulling at them to just get them off to try and get out of the heat, but as she stripped herself bare it was still to hot.
>>575591
This is like, bad fanfiction levels of embarrassment.
>>571448
>TBFP fan
My nigga
>>575591
Something then happened to her on the inside, and she could feel her netherlips stretch open and wide, and something move inside her. The feeling was enough to drop her arms out from under her and her head was pressed against the mat while her rear stuck up in the air.
It was painful, she was being stretched out further than she had ever been before, and it felt like something was being shoved into her, reaching deep into her. It was like sex, but there was no one here with her, and what she was feeling was too large to be a human-
Realization came it absolute clarity and she began to break down in tears. Could this really be Him? The Formless Oedon? Has He really chosen to visit her like this? Was he planning on-
More pain came as her anus was opened up as well by some unknown force. She was no stranger to anal sex, but this was too much for her, it was too much for her to stand, the human body was not meant to go through this. There was pleasure in there, but it was outdone by the pain as this invisible forced rutted her into the mat, rocking her body back and forth, but she endured, though she knew that she would not have a choice in this matter. If this was really a gift, she would if it meant she could have this wonderful blessing. This was meant to be, she always knew was destined to be special, and this only proved it, all she had to do was prove her worth. Soon it became too intense and she screamed, her voice straining while her body felt as though it was about to be torn apart. Her screams and grunts began to fill the empty halls of the clinic, but aside from her experiments there was no one to hear her. Was she doing a good job by Him?
She came, rocking her entire body and she felt as though she would pass out, but the presence in her body vanished, and she felt so cold, and so empty.
Limply she wrapped her arms around her belly and began to cry and laugh. Something was different now, she could tell, and it was for the better.
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>>575284
start your soulsborne thread on /trash/ next time faggot
>>575658
Well I'd like something more in depth with Priscilla, but I'm not opposed to Yorshka. Or both. No idea what the relationship is there, though it would be funny if you decided to make her the child between the DS1 protagonist and Priscilla if that's an angle you want to Go with.
>>575658
Forgot to add that I found Yorshka to be dutiful but with an innocent naïveté and that could play into her personality for a prompt if that helps at all.
>>575885
If any of the DS protags could talk, the world would be a lot different and many conflicts could've been avoided.
>>575918
>Coming soon: If the Chosen Undead/Bearer of the Curse/Ashen One had a Text-to-Speech Device
>>571245
DS2 major contribution to lore was telling us that the flame goes in cycles. Age of Fire/Gods fades into the Age of Dark/Man, which flares back up eventually. Your choice in DS1 doesnt matter, just whether you extend the Age of Fire on that cycle for that little bit longer.
>>571246
The king was the one who should have kindled the flame but he dodged the responsibility as he figured out the pointlessness of it and knew that if he did Nashandra would take over.
>>575950
>bearer types like a old woman at a computer
> takes ten minutes to ask to see what the merchants have for sale
>>575656
do you know how mad I am that pat can beat Sulyvahn in one go, but is unable to fucking look to his left where the god damned spiral staircase is?
It's right there, pat. Right there.
At least Woolie is guiding him towards a proper ending instead of that link the fire bullshit.
>>576136
Did you look up there, and see the Spiral Staircase immediately your first time through the game?
>>576149
Yup. Goddamn near instantly. Pat is blind when it comes to any kind of lever or item.
>>575776
I'll get to Priscilla tonight, but just a heads up I'll reduce her size for the sake of the story. It seems more physically possible that way, and I've never been into giantesses, though Priscilla is cute, prime candidate for lewd.
>>575885
All the main characters are shitebags, always destroying people's boxes by rolling into them. How are they even supposed build a harem when they're too into their box rolling?
>>576436
How did he miss that lever? It was right there. he played the first one, he should know it's there. I've never even played this game and I already have better spacial awareness than him.
>>575776
>>576977
The night air was cold for Priscilla, but then again it was always night in the Painted World, as it had been created like that, so very long ago, and would remain as such for as long as this world existed. She sat on the snow-covered stone, arms wrapped around her legs, pulling them closely to her chest while her tail lazily swished back and forth, occasionally brushing against the handle of her scythe, all the while she enjoyed the peaceful silence around her. Then she looked up in a fright, turning her heard towards the surrounding environment, because there was something odd happening, something wrong with the state of the world right now. A crow flew by, crowing as it did so, whispering her in its own language, telling her what had happened, and the new sent a chill through her body.
Someone had entered this world, and she could not understand how this had happened. There was only one person who would be able to come here, and her hopes had risen; she had been told when she was much younger that she would need to stay here until it was time for her to leave, all she had been told was that it might take many, many years before that time came, but was that time now? She stood to her feet, gripping her scythe tightly in both hands and waited for the intruder to come.
Someone stepped through the fog, and her heart fell when she did not see black feathers, but instead an armored knight. When he approached her, she implored him to leave this place, that he would not be opposed, that all he would need to do was jump off the plank and he would return home.
He refused, and he stared at her strangely, a look at that made her uncomfortable. Again she asked kindly for him to leave, and to never return, but his answer was a shake of his head. She desperatly wanted him to leave, but what could she do? There was always the option to fight him, she didn't know how strong he was, but she was certain that she could kill him.
>>577098
But she had no desire to kill him, or anyone else for that matter. He had not attacked her, so he must be peaceful, that must be certain?
She asked, if he would not leave at her behest, than what could she say or do to make him leave? There was nothing of value in the Painted World, nothing that a wander like him could want.
He then told her what he wanted, and she wasn't certain about what he was talking about.
Hands raised, a she he meant no harm, he approached her and carefuly placed a hand on the fur coat and pulled it down, smoothly sliding it down her shoulders to the crooks in her arms.
She began to shake slightly though not from the cold, and when she tried to say something to him, he pressed his lips against her and she found herself speechless. With one hand he reached down and loosened the grasp on her weapon, dropping it to the ground, allowing the rest of her gown to fall from her body.When he pulled back she was too stunned to say anything, but he pressed a hand against her shoulder and pressed down on it, then she found herself on he knees in front of him, wondering what was about to happen.
He then opened up the front of his trousers and something popped out. Whatever it was, it frightened her, but he placed a hand on top her her head, a finger lightly stroking at the scales on her forehead, before he pulled her forward, pressing the tip against her lips and it slid in easily, filling her mouth up.
Moaning around it, he pushed himself further into her mouth, nearly choking her on the size. She tried to pull away, but he would let her, only to rock her back and forth on him, having it slid in and out of her. His hand held a tighter grip on her head, bunching in her hair as his pace quickened, chocking her further.
Suddenly he pulled out, letting her breath in air for the first time, but the rod before her suddenly began to shoot at her, long ropes of white that were hot as they splattered against her skin in thick globs.
>>577181
She sat back, shaking and breathless, trying to comprehend what was happening to her, but the knight pushed her back, letting her fall onto her back, onto her discarded robe, before he knelt down between her legs. Using one hand he took hold of a leg, holding it steady while with the other he pointed out two fingers and lowered them to her body, and then they were inside her.
She cried out at the intrusion, nearly thrashing where she lay, trying to control herself as he pushed further in, but she was too tight for whatever it was he was doing.
His arm then withdrew before pushing back in with full force and she barely hold back the cry as he fingered her. It was painful and uncomfortable at first, she wanted it to stop but she could not find the words to tell him so. Slowly, however the feelings began to change with each thrust, and it began to feel good, like something was welling up inside her, building up.
Pulling out his fingers he grabbed her by the hips, leaving her confused and light-headed as he turned her over to her hands and knees, and he settled behind her, pressing his tip against her. It was going into her, she knew, and she was afraid, it felt larger then his fingers, but at the same time she wanted this. She got her wish when he pushed into her, making her feel as though she was tearing apart as he bottomed out in her.
She grunted with each push, gripping at her gown as he rocked her body, threatening to have her collapse at any moment.
There was a tight pressure at her rear as she felt him grab at her tail, pulling at it in rhythm with his movements. seeming to guide his hips into hers, and this only seemed to add to the feelings.
There were then bright lights as something in her body released, her whole body shaking as she desperately tried to keep up, but the only thing holding her up was his grip on her hip and tail. He finished inside her, filling her with what had landed on his face before he let go.
>>577240
Priscilla fell to the side, feeling exhausted and out of breath, finding herself sweating and unable to focus on anything around her. Hand trembling she reached down between her legs and reaching into her, sending a jolt through herself as she scooped something out, taking out a thick glop warm and white on her fingers. She didn't know what it was that made her do so, but she flickered her tongue out and tasted it. The taste wasn't unpleasant, she found, but she wasn't certain if she would want more of this, but even so...
The knight stepped away from her, standing over and looking down on her, causing her to shiver and wrap her gown around her body to try and escape the cold. As her mind cleared she began to realized that she wanted him here, so that they could keep doing this. It felt good, and she wanted to continue with this game, but as she rasped out a call he walked away from her and towards the plank to the exit. She cried out for him, but he only spared her a moment's glance before he jumped off, fading into the blackness and leaving the Painted World.
Alone now, she wondered what she could do now. She was still one edge, and needed something, anything to help her.
Her hand lowered down her waist, sliding against the skin of her pelvis until her fingers stroked against the leaking opening, then slid them inside her.
Throwing her head back, she could only shake as the good feelings returned.
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>>577281
Good Priscilla read. I still like the idea of Yorshka being used at some point, but what about an Adella and Adrianna threesome with Adella being tricked into competing for the hunter's affections physically by both the hunter and Adrianna to get her to loosen up.
>>571245
the way i understood it is that, in DS2 your character gets all the lord souls and then makes himself unhollowable. which fucks things up some way. Usually when someone doesnt link the fire, they eventually hollow and are killed by another undead who then would link the fire. But in DS2 the undead doesn't weaken, without hollowing and while having all the lord souls and countless other souls no one could rise to defeat him, so he either fucked off to other lands or people stopped going after him, which i think lead to DS3's shittening because no one was linking the fire and spreading souls
>>577451
DS3 confirms that multiple people linked the fire after DS2.
the Drang set says Drangleic became known for the warriors who linked the flame.
I just like to forget DS2's plot happened, because as it is it has no relevance beyond establishing the cycle exists. Everything has gone to shit in 3 because Lothric specifically is a whiny baby who won't link the fire.
>>577895
I suck at DaS lore, why is it that in every game you show up witch the major civilizations all dead and or hollow, are they supposed to rise up and then fall between games or is it essentially post apocalypse western fantasy setting, is it supposed to be that humanities nature is to become undead and then become hollow?
>>578349
>At first there is nothing.
>Then there is something.
>It's all good.
>Until the golden age starts to have problems (The Lord Flame going out, Manus fragments fucking with the kings, and the giants attacking, A Lord of Cinder unable to link the flame.)
>As time goes on shit just keeps getting worse
>Driving the number of hollows up at a radical pace.
>Here is where you start your journey.
>>578377
And that is the beginning of DaS1 and it keeps getting worse from there?
>>578396
Yes while including the events from the other two games. The thing about the world of Dark Souls is its in a infinite paradox. Link the flame go to step three and continue down, don't link the flame go to step one and continue down. And I should have answered this in my last post, but yes the nature of humans is to go undead then hollow, as they lose more of their humanity.
>>578512
So is the part from Darkstalker Kaathe about the age of dark being the age of humanity's rule a lie, or is it just that every age of dark is ended by a new flame that brings the age of light again?
>>578576
No, he was likely telling you the truth, it's just that eventually someone is going to come along and light the First Flame. It seems that the First Flame will always exist, at the very least it will be small embers just waiting for more fuel.
>>577181
>this land is peaceful, it's inhabitants kind...
what did she mean by this?
>>578652
No one knows. The fact is that it could just mean that everyone treated her kindly and she doesn't really see them as being anything more than that, but then you come in and now they have to do their jobs.
One theory even says that maybe she has become delusional due to her isolation, but it's not unreasonable to think that she does interact with the other enemy types found in the area.
I think the other thing that you have to consider is that we have no idea how hollowed enemies react in regards to boss characters and whether or not they just get destroyed or can be controlled. Do we even know if the soldiers in that area were alive initially or were they just hollows?
>>578576
kingdoms don't last forever is the lesson dark souls teaches, and the kingdom of man is no exception. An age of dark will end just like the age of fire did. Even if nobody links the flame, a new fire might spring up like the original did and put an end to the Dark.
>>578954
priscilla was cut content from another area, and they just put her in the demons souls reference area where they dumped all the other cut content. It's highly likely her dialogue was meant for something else entirely, since she was SUPPOSED to be a friendly npc at one point.
>>577302
Where she stood in her corner of the church, Adella seethed in anger and disgust; In the center of the room, standing not to far from the lamp and the filthy beggar was the whore, that vile, sacrilegious whore who dared stain the purity of this safe haven with her presence. She wasn't even using "whore' as an insult, it was simple fact; she simply gave her tained blood to anyone who would ask, making a mockery of her own charitable work. There were rumors about her, about how she sold her body as well, and some even that she was of Cainhurst blood. She could almost feel herself wretch up the contents of her stomach at the sight.
The worst part however was that she had caught the eye of the Hunter, that dear sweet, and brave man. His heart was simply too good, too pure, so he saved these people, however terrible and awful they were, but she was willing to tolerate them for his sake.
But this? This was unforgivable. She flaunted without shame, and it made her blood boil, because it was working. She someone had managed to gain most of his attention, while she herself was left in this corner, alone and without him.
This wasn't fair, she was a good woman, she was righteous, pure. So why was he with this woman, speaking and laughing with her so comfortably? He'd never spoken to her like this...
Then the whore stood up from her chair, and clasped the Hunter's hand in his own, and led him into the backroom, away from everyone else. The last thing she did before leaving was turning back to her, and giving a wink. As she saw this her heart raced, what was she planning on doing?
The only thing a whore could do, she realized in horror. She then ran across the room, hoping to save him from being further tainted by this harlot and ran into the darkness of the back rooms, candles and lamps her only source of light. Down the hall she saw a door swing close and she ran for it, but as she came to it, she heard something inside, soft moans.
>>575950
...Who'd be the Chosen Undead's/Curse Bearer's/Ashen One's cuddly centurion they'd have nightly cuddling sessions with?
>>575950
>whats the Bloodborne version for "FAHK YOU! DIGGAHNOBZ!"
>>571512
Not kinky enought.
>>579007
Without even thinking she threw the door open, and the sight inside made her heart sink in her chest.
Her Hunter, her beloved and pure Hunter, was sitting on the edge of a bed, while that vile Arianna sat on his lap, his arms around her hips while they kissed. Adella didn't know if she was going to cry or scream, over even slit the whore's throat; all she knew was that there was a terrible turmoil in her chest and she didn't know what she was going to do next. Arianna sat up from the Hunter's lap as he stood up and walked towards her, and she struggled to say something, but it was all silenced as he took her into his arms and planted a deep kiss on her lips.
Her world melted around her in his embrace, everything was right, this was meant to be. The world was going to hell, and she had prayed to salvation and they were answered with this. She hoped that this would never end. It did however, as he pulled away from her, leaving a feeling of want which quickly turned to shock as Arianna came to her and delivered a similar kiss. She froze in shock as she was kissed by this woman, and again she wanted to scream and run, but she was too overwhelmed to think.
"I don't mind sharing," she said, pulling away and followed the Hunter back to the bed, both sitting on the bed with her leaning into him, staring at her. They wanted a reply from her and she didn't know how to respond. One look from the whore, that horrid sultry look, however was enough to make up her mind. As the pair on the bed undressed one another, Adella tugged at her own church garb, slowly removing articles, but by the time she had removed her jacket they were already naked, and she couldn't help but stare at them, at him.
Eventually she stripped, using her arms to cover herself, but did not move beyond that. From the be Arianna rolled her eyes and moved onto the Hunter pulling him into a deep kiss, his hands roaming her body, and this lit a fire in Adella's heart.
>>579045
She was... inexperienced in such things, but she refused to lose this man in such a way. Taking a breath she sat on the Hunter's other side and pushed Arianna aside so that she could kiss him. It was blissful, his lips on hers, that she almost forgot about her, but reality set in as her lips made their way down her neck and shoulder, a hand on her hip. She tried to ignore her as best she could, trying to focus on the Hunter, but it was a difficult with how aggressive she was being.
Arianna then hoisted Adella up, having her straddle the Hunter's hip, his member pressing against her front, it was much more hot and heavy against her skin then she would have thought. The breathe was knocked out of her as he grabbed her under the rear and flipped her over so that he was now on top of her. She looked down, her breath shaky as she saw his length ready to enter her, and has afraid as she was she wanted this more than anything. Then Arianna appeared at her side and gripped him with one hand, while the other traced her slit, sending jolts through her body.
NO! This was meant to be a private and intimate moment, how dare she-UGH!
The whore parted her and guided the Hunter into her, pushing her against her core and all Adella could do was writhe in the bed, trying her best to take it in. Something then grabbed her hand, and she saw that Arianna had intertwined their fingers together as she leaned up and kissed her again. The Hunter then began to rock his hips and and forth, pushing himself further into him as he loomed over her, his weight on top of her.
Despite herself, Adella found herself kissing back while her free hand reached up to grab at his shoulder while her legs wrapped around his lips. This was wrong, violating everything she had been taught, but her mind was simply too thick with lust to really think, so it was harder to do so. She moved with them, softly moaning as they worked her body, gripping at their bodies.
I've been busy with Warframe smut, but I decided to check in here for new art and whatnot.
I've read a lot of what Toggle has wrote, and I must say while I enjoyed it, I absolutely hated his style of writing. Though I honestly can't complain, anybody willing to put forth the effort to create content is an A+ fellow in my books.
Anyway, I promised a while back I would do a short Dancer story and I finally got the time (see:remembered) to do.
http://pastebin.com/1wXuFSU0
>>571589
at last
someone did it
>>579078
She then had her first orgasm, her entire life, it left her quietly screaming and convulsing, she didn't know how long it lasted, but it left her drained, unable to resist as he emptied into her, sending hot spikes into her, causing her to shake with each spurt.
Arianna pulled away and readjusted herself on the bed, moving onto her hands and knees and hovered over her chest. The Hunter moved behind her, grabbing her hips as shoved himself into her, causing her to scream out loud.
Wanton slut, Adella tried to think, but Arianna lowered her head to her breast, only to kiss and nibble at the soft flesh. She could only softly moan as Arianna grabbed at her hair, loosening the carefully done braid as the Hunter only became more excited, soon causing the whole bed to rock. As the whore kept screaming between kisses, Adella wondered if he could do that to her.
Arianna's eyes shot open as her mouth opened and gasped,, whole whole body shaking with every second, her breathing much more heavy. After a few moments she smiled and laughed, her head laizly dropping to lay on her chest, a hand lightly squeezing a breast. From behind her the Hunter pulled out, his member standing rigid as Airanna spread her legs more and she could see the wetness running down her thighs.
"He's not done yet." Arianna pulled her up and off the bed, helping her to her knees before the Hunter, leaving Adella to wonder what was going to happen next, but that question was answered when Arianna took him into her mouth, bobbing up and down his length greedily, a hand reaching up to massage his balls before she pulled away from it and pointed it at her.
Adella was horrified by the gesture; that had been inside her, inside both of them. She had debauched herself so much tonight, but she would not-
Arianna roughly grabbed her into a kiss, shoving her tongue into her mouth, and she could taste him, her, and herself, all at once.
>>579060
Dat filename
>>573637
I most definately require more of this.
>>579097
It was a major shock to her system, and she didn't resist as she was pushed onto him, forced to take him into her mouth, Arianna pushing him into her throat. She almost chocked on him, but she was pulled back, allowing her a moment to breathe, before she was shoved back onto him. It was a struggle to keep up with what Arianna wanted her to do, the slobber and cum leaking down her chin, the lack of air and the hand in her hair. Why had this happened like this?
The length inside her mouth began to twitch, and she could taste more of his cum, but she was pulled off as Arianna took her place, licking and sucking, her hand stroking him. He grunted as she slowed down, happily humming, then pulled away, a thick dribble of cum linking her lips and his tip.
Speechless, Adella could not respond to the sight before her, trying to make sense of everything, but Arianna pulled her into a kiss, and pushed the hot cum into her mouth, her tongue swishing it around before pulling away, swallowing her own load. Uncertain, Adella swallowed as well.
She collapsed against the bed, breathing hard, feeling as though she was covered in filth. All she wanted was to be with the Hunter, why did she had to deal with this woman?
Then Hunter then leaned down and picked her up, placing her on the bed and hovered over her, a arm wrapped around his middle. It was warm, and she felt safe here, and she could already feel him hardening against her hear, but Arianna had also gotten onto the bed, sitting so that her head was between her thighs.
Adella was between heaven and hell, between the person she loved and the one she hated.
With the taste still on her tongue, she prepared herself for whatever was next.
(Next suggestion?)
>>579141
Is there a reason you post this in the thread instead of linking to a pastebin?
>>579141
Fake Iosefka, the hunter figures out she's a fake and takes action
>>579141
Holy shit do you ever proofread a single thing you write?
>>579144
No reason, I just use this thread to see what comes out of it. I screencap everything I do, so it's not like it's just going to vanish with the thread, if anyone is looking of a specific set, all they have to do is ask.
>>579148
Sorry, but I did Fake Iosefka the other day, so it would be a while before I cycle back to her. Have anyone else?
>>579149
No, I do this all on the fly and it's more stream of conscious. I just type down what I think at the moment when writing these. I never claimed to be a great writer, not even a mediocre one.
>>579157
Honestly, it's just really annoying having the entire thread spammed with your walls of text since you could easily pastebin them. I guess you have the dubious honor of being my first filtered poster.
>>579157
Anastacia. She can talk but still can't walk. Chosen undead s&m play where he forces her to talk to various npcs the whole time, since the talking is taboo for her. How you want to handle the sex and dialogue is on you, I have just never seen anyone try to use talking against her in this way and how it could be used in a taboo manner.
>>579157
Toggle, I also have a quick request: if you could screenshot your work together when you get done with a fic that would be cool, unless you just prefer people asking?
>>579302
Bro this shit is definitely /d/.
>>579359
there's no western on /d/ and no rules on /aco/ saying he can't post pics like that, if you don't like it then tell the mods to stop ruining boards.
>>579400
Nah, instead we just need more boards. One for each general thread, genre, fetish, artist, style, franchise, gender, flavor, hair color, dewey decimal value, weight, and alcohol proof. Might have enough then for people to not whine that X belongs on Y board.
>>579425
>We are posting on the basest of threads. What we need, are more boards...
>>579470
Sarcasm?
>>572341
No, saving images is prohibited on 4chan. I seriously hope you didn't already save it, anon.
>>579290
Now that is a very specific request. I'm drawing blanks on what to do with that, but I'll try to figure something out, so I'll try and get to it tomorrow. My impression from what the Crestfallen Warrior says makes me think that her cut out tongue and broken legs were the result of someone saying some rather negative things about the gods. I imagine crippling her left some very damaging emotional scars on her.
>>579293
I actually have considering doing that, but I always go to bed right after finishing a story (I have a terrible sleep cycle), so it always slips my mind. I'm going to try and just put up the screencaps I have in stock right now whenever I can.
>>580317
Cool. Thanks for letting us know.
>>571395
Don't skip it. It is not as good as 1 or 3, but it is definitely worth playing. It is still one of my favorite games, even if it is the worst of the three.
Anyone think Roland's a good name?
>>583285
It can be. What are you basing it off of, because the first thing I thought was Dark Tower?
>>583305
Based only on the quality of his work I'd guess he was going more for a "I played Borderlands before" vibe.
what do you guys think?
>>583660
Looks p good anon.
I wish there was more of dancer in facesitting positions. Her ass is too fat to not draw that.
>>583665
ayy i'll get on facesitting, I promised to an anon and forgot. don't expect a good coloring tho
Super DS 1&2 dump inbound
