Ornstein Stories

I WENT ON A VERY CHAOTIC SHIPPING SPLURGE WITH DARK SOULS ONE, I'M SORRY IF YOU DON'T LIKE THEM- So, most of these if not all will be related to MY ships because all of these work from my headcanon. This will have a lot of angst in it because I write that the best so I will add trigger warnings. Ships: Artorias x Ornstein Solaire x Lautrec Smough x Gough (I really don't know-) -Any more will be listed here in the probably near future-

This is a history of dark souls and is about Ornstein and the chosen undead in love.

Two knights, getting beat the ever living fuck out of them by the primeval man, Manus, so hard to the point of actually getting transported into a new world. Lost and confused, they decided that diplomacy always comes first. Maybe they'll open a bakery after, maybe they won't, who knows?

The story of a young knight by the name of Artorias. In a dark world where the surface is overtaken by dragons, but out of nowhere, a fire starts. And with fire, came hope. Hope at defeating them. But what else lies ahead of our swordsman?

Our time has come. For 5 years, we prepared. We grew stronger. While you rested in your cradle of power, believing your people were safe and protected. Believing that you've beaten us but you were deceived, as our power of the Teigu's have blinded you. You assumed no force could challenge you. And now... finally we have returned. You were deceived, and now your empire shall fall

Think if Artorias actually killed Manus and kept his abyss powers? I mean we'll see.

Time had changed, after millennia the fire had finally rekindled once more, bringing life and prosperity to all. A story where Ornstein and his Queen, Eira, welcome a child into the world. (Picture does not fit description of character, but i thought it was cute.)

A fifth knight of Gwyn, Eira, has been promoted. Taking her fancy to her captain, Ornstein, the two believe that one another could never like each other. That is, until Lords Blade Ciaran has a firm word with her captain, revealing how truly dense he is with women. The wedding of Gwynevere and Flann is swiftly approaching. Eira is at a loss for words at her captains invite to accompany him. The group of five enjoy a well deserved party, and with the alcohol permeating their brains, the Dragonslayer leads dear Eira to his room. Things begin to get heated.