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defiledheartsblog · 1 month
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Progress update
I’m catching up on my schedule after life happened again this month. Since I’m getting back on track, I can almost certainly promise that the next Patreon demo update will be released in April.
As for other Patreon updates: Just yesterday I released Quinn’s interactive bondage smut, and March's chosen smut RO is (spoiler:) Cernunnos who will be inspecting your puny mortal body. Edit: April's smut RO is Niall! (The smut tier is the Fox one.)
Thank you so much for your cheers, reblogs, and other forms of support! ✨💛✨
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morbethgames · 2 months
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February 14th, 2024 Update!
Hey all, I'm gonna be trying to do this weekly now. So, quick update on things, first and foremost the book as that's what most of you come here for! I am 11k words in and about a little halfway done with the path that lets you participate in the next part with Lance and Alvarez. There is going to be quite a bit of variation in how a PC can choose to approach this scene; those Combat Stats exist for a reason!
As for things going on with Patreon, I have decided on a schedule!
Patreon content will release on Tuesdays and Thursdays!
I am going to attempt to stick to that schedule as consistently as possible, and I'm off to a good start on that! Part 1 of The Bureau Audiobook went up today and part 2 is going up on Thursday. Not to mention the small short story introducing the character Buck Marcellis went up last Thursday! The story is around 2.5k words long, if I remember correctly. An extra little thing going up today as well is the Poll to see what Interactive Fiction I will be reading as an audiobook next. That's right:
You will get to pick the next audiobook reading!
I've gotten a bunch of different author's consent to make audiobooks of their work, so anyone who is a subscriber to the Patreon, you will have a direct say in what Audiobook goes up alongside the one for The Bureau! Options include things like:
Kingdoms and Empires
The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes - An affair of the heart
When Life Gives You Lemons
Honor Amongst Thieves
The Operative: Fires of Revolution
Defiled Hearts: The Barbarian
Along with a couple of others that are on the list for possibilities!
Over the next few months, I will be more active for sure, and you can expect the update for The Bureau to come out before the end of March (I hope). Thank you all so much for sticking with me, and I hope to see you over on the Patreon, which, thanks to hyperlinks, you can conveniently find
RIGHT HERE! <-
The Forum Page for "The Bureau"
The demo for the game itself!
Thank you all so much for reading this update and for sticking with me and continuing to do so for the future! You are all awesome! Also big shoutouts to @when-life-gives-you-lemonssss, @kingdoms-and-empires, @theoperativeif, @leoneliterary, @doriana-gray-games, @defiledheartsblog for giving me permission to read their work on my silly little attempt at Patreon content; you guys are awesome!
Stay Brilliant,
-Vi
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nanowatzophina · 5 months
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Soooo. I’ve read the demo of @defiledheartsblog and may I JUST SAY.
I did NOT PLAN TO FALL FOR THE FCKIN CENTURION BUT THE ENEMIES TO LOVERS IS TOO STRONG. ITS SO SLOW BURN AND EVERY SECOND IS TOO GOOD. I’m too into the VIBE of their “relationship”
The threatening his life. The feeling I need to kill him and him just— existing and saving my life. Like. What the hell?
It’s very good. If u like interactive fictions like me. Go read this one.
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mistermegee · 6 months
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I finally got around to designing my Hati, Carden, from the awesome @defiledheartsblog IF.
If you love Roman history or tales of revenge, you should definitely read it! It’s one of my favorites! Carden is a dirty, dirty Marcus-mancer and I love the interactions between them. People bickering like an old married couple is one of my fav tropes, lol.
As always click through to see the full res detail because tumble hates quality
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fablebrook2 · 6 months
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Uhhhh....
I made a thing. 😅
It of my MC and Marcus from @defiledheartsblog
I saw a pose somewhere (I show it down below) and made this from it. I can’t draw backgrounds or beards so plz ignore those lol.
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If it looks blurry tap the image.
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Inspiration pics:
The pose
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His armor
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His face
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birbwaifu · 2 years
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That one princess mononoke scene but with the Mc and Marcus because I feel like it has big Marcus energy @defiledheartsblog
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corpo-rat · 2 years
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back at it again with fake book covers for IF games i like, this time for my defiled hearts mc/marcus because they are a TOP tier enemies to lovers dynamic and im a sucker for that. i need more of the demo SO bad im gonna combust
and on that note go play the demo go go go
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helrienn · 1 year
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My slightly aggressive barbarian MC for Defiled Hearts. After last update I maybe spent an embarrassing amount of time replaying cause it is so so good 🥺
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lilyoffandoms · 2 years
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Defiled Hearts ROs by @sbmranger
Go play the demo of @defiledheartsblog!
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weddywanderer · 1 year
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Worthy - Defiled Hearts Fanfic
Little note: These past couple of days I’ve been obsessing over @defiledheartsblog which is an amazing story with great characters! I’ve just been having a lot Marcus feels lately so here’s my attempt at writing a lil fanfic through Marcus’ POV, I hope I did him justice.
"Come on, Hati! You're holding back on me!" The soldier, Pec, shouts at Hati as she swings her wooden sword at him, which he dodges with ease. By the nonchalant smile on her face, Marcus could see that it isn’t a serious spar. They're just playing around. 
Their swords clack against each other in the otherwise quiet training grounds.
The other men from the contubernium sit on the side, cheering them on or just conversing among themselves.
Hati goes for a hit with her right arm which she turns into a feint and quickly jabs the handle of the sword in Pec’s side, too quick for him to be able to react. The men cheer and laugh.
She's fast. Marcus had noticed that for a while now.
Hati grins at Pec who in turn frowns at her from his place in the dirt before his lips too stretch into a smile. Hati offers him a hand which he takes and soon both of them join the rest of the contubernium. Two other soldiers take their place on the ring.
Marcus watches as Hati brings up a hand through her dishevelled hair. The tight bun that usually ties it all up has nearly come undone and two locks of hair frame her face. Has her hair always been this long?
Marcus blinks and huffs. What the fuck is he even doing staring at her? He’s been reading for too long and his mind’s cloudy. Some exercise. That should do him some good. Clear his mind.
Marcus stares at the men sparring in the ring. Then his eyes move to Hati and his lips stretch into a grin. Now there's an idea.
He starts walking up to the men, waiting for the moment they're going to take notice of him. Some do almost immediately, standing straight, the conversation dying on their lips. Some don't, like Pec, he continues talking to Floyd. He is quickly elbowed by Hati in the ribs.
By the time Marcus reaches them, they're all silent, staring at him and waiting for his orders. When he stops they all salute him. Marcus finds Hati's face. She's already grimacing and shooting him death glares and he wouldn't have it any other way.
"Men," Marcus greets them. "I saw your pathetic excuse of a spar and I thought I ought to show you how real Romans do it."
"Yes, Lord Centurion!" A couple of men answer eagerly. Marcus gestures at the wooden sword still in Pec’s hands and he quickly delivers it to him.
"You," Marcus says, pointing at Hati. "On the ring, now."
Marcus hears her mutter some curses and barely suppresses a grin.
"What was that, soldier?"
"A prayer to Jupiter, Lord Centurion."
This time Marcus does grin.
"I'm sure…"
The two soldiers previously sparring have long since cleared the ring. Or more precisely, they’ve positioned themselves at the edge of it, with more soldiers coming over. Seems like an audience is about to be formed. Figures. Marcus glances at Hati. The frown hasn’t left her face, her moss green eyes nearly black now, throwing daggers at him. Her hand is gripping the sword a bit too tightly, her willowy figure is as straight as a spiculum. This isn’t just a friendly spar to her, she looks as if she’s ready for a real battle. A real fight for her life. Marcus feels his grin slowly lose its strength. And why wouldn’t she feel that way? Wasn’t he the man who murdered her father and brother? Destroyed her life? Why would he expect her to treat him as she treats any other person? What the fuck is he even doing sparring with her?
“What’s wrong, Lord Centurion?” Hati’s voice cuts through his thoughts like a knife. “Getting winded already? Don’t worry, it’s normal in your old age.”
Hati rolls her shoulders. A sinister grin is splitting her face. That brings him back.
“Get ready to eat those words, you little shit,” Marcus spits, venom in his words but he’s smiling.
“Looking forward to it, Lord Centurion.” The grin doesn’t leave her face. Alright then. She’s asking for it.
Marcus grips his sword and adopts a stance. He considers attacking first but that would deprive him of the joy of watching Hati lose her patience and lash out at him. It’s not like it’s hard. They circle around each other. Hati’s eyes are fixed on his every move, every small twitch of his hand. The frown on her face is gone, replaced by indomitable focus. “Intimidated?” He pokes, taking a small step forward, and Hati’s focused expression immediately morphs into a scowl. She scoffs loudly and fixes him with a stare, looking like a tiger ready to pounce. It won’t be long now. He takes another step.
“Is this shit-eating grin supposed to be intimidating?” She nearly growls, her eyes slits. 
If looks could kill… 
“No, but I do save it only for you.” Another step but the tiger pounces with a yell. A barbarian yell, some would probably say. Her eyes are moss-green fury as she lunges forward. It’s almost too mesmerising that Marcus considers letting himself get hit but of course, he parries. Hati is throwing flurries of quick hits at him, swords clacking. Their blades collide, faces close. Too close. Or close enough to see the freckles on her cheeks which are now smushed together as she grimaces at him, lips pulled into a snarl. They really are like little stars, little constellations scattered on her face, falling down her neck…
What the fuck?
His thoughts betray him once again. Hati catches on with his distraction, shoving him with all the strength she can muster. Marcus is caught off guard and he falls back, landing heavily on the ground. Hati doesn’t lose a moment and is already on top of him with the wooden sword pointed at his stomach.
The whole contubernium cheers. Not too loudly, as if that would prevent Marcus from hearing them. His eyes stare into Hati’s.
There is genuine hate in them. As there should be. Why then does it tug at Marcus’ heart in such a… weird way? What is this? Hurt? Sadness? He doesn’t have to right to feel bad about this. It’s what he deserves but then why does he find himself wishing it was otherwise? But what could he do? What could he say? Sorry? No.
You don’t get to be sorry. Her words still ring in his ears. So he does what he always does.
“Is that a sword in your hand or are you just happy to see me?” Marcus forces out, still reeling from being pushed down on his ass. Hati huffs and shoves him one more time for good measure before she rises up. “I should have fucking stabbed you,” Hati mutters. “What, with a wooden sword?” “A slow and painful death, I’d say it’s just perfect. Marcus snorts a laugh and goes to sit up, immediately regretting it. He winces. His ass is definitely bruised. 
He brushes off the dirt from his palms, throwing a glance at the men still watching on. They immediately look away, pretending as if they didn’t just watch the whole thing. 
That was pathetic. Especially since he accused his men of being as such. Marcus barely suppresses a sigh and looks up at Hati once again.
She’s fixing him with an uncertain stare, her lips pursed. Marcus knows that face. It’s the face Hati makes when she’s debating whether she wants to do something nice for him. Marcus waits patiently, letting her inner turmoil resolve itself. “Aren’t you getting up?” Hati asks, the uncertainty still tugging at her features.
Marcus shrugs. “It’s nice here. The ground is cold, really helps the pain in my ass, you should try it, Hati.”
Hati scoffs loudly and offers him a hand, saying: “Too bad that can’t help with the pain in my ass!” Her gaze is aimed directly at him with her hand still extended.
Marcus knows she won’t be waiting for him to decide what her good gesture could mean, if it means anything at all, so he accepts the offer and puts his hand into hers. The touch is fleeting, it’s there before he could register it, as Hati pulls him up roughly, but somehow it still lingers in his mind. Her hand was warm and sturdy, rough. The hand of a soldier but… it’s also small, smaller than his to be sure. A woman’s hand… And as if he needed more reminders of that, Hati stumbles forward, maybe not expecting Marcus’ weight or just being a clumsy idiot. He catches her before she falls down on her face and their bodies are suddenly pressed into one another. 
Hati is blushing furiously, her freckles turning a deep red. She is about to open her mouth but Marcus grins, shifting his body, making it even more apparent how close to each other they are. Hati remains unmoving, with her mouth open and eyes wide.
“Are we about to kiss now? Do be careful, your friends are watching. I don’t mind an audience, though.” It’s then that Hati realises she is, in fact, able to move. As if his voice is the switch on for her hatred. Hati shoves him away, muttering “Stupid Marcus” under her breath as she walks away.
Marcus is still smiling but his smile sours as he remembers his previous thoughts. Hate. Disdain. They swirl in her eyes, a deadly mixture of emotions he’s acquainted himself with all too well. That is what he deserves. He keeps repeating it to himself, drilling it into his mind. He must never forget it. And how could he, when Hati is always there? Her eyes making sure he knows. Making sure he always knows.
At least she’s merciful enough to respond to his meaningless and stupid jokes. That at least he can have. Of that at least he’s worthy.
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hyddnum · 2 years
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so i posted this once but i had to fix some things that were really bugging me about it, so sorry about the repost
Anyway this is my asshole mc and he has fallen for the man he had sworn to kill
Anyway go play Defiled Hearts: The Barbarian by @defiledheartsblog​
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defiledheartsblog · 1 year
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The public demo has been updated with almost 40k words.
In this update, you'll finally confront the thing in the shadows. 👀
I hope you enjoy. For now, this will be the last public update (I'll come back to edit the earlier chapters with new content, though). The rest of the chapters will be published for patrons and betatesters (closed alpha). Thank you for understanding.
Here is the link to the demo!
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unholyhelsing · 1 year
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I read Niall's route from defiled hearts. he's so funny, I love him. 😭😭
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anxietytwist · 2 years
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Kuno "Hati"
[ 24 | 5'11" | Agender | Gay | ❤︎Marcus ]
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Pronouns-> They/He
Physical build-> Strong
▸ They're WAY too soft/pure for this story 🤧 ▸ He appreciates the "finer" things in life (especially clothing) ▸ They're not a "prude", but they certainly don't enjoy overtly sexual stuff (i.e. the bath mosaics) ▸ Kuno loves animals (he's somewhat convinced himself that the ONLY reason he spends time with Marcus is because of Robus) ... he's also a vegetarian ▸ They primarily experience "social dysphoria", they're personally comfortable with/in their body, & are only bothered by how others view them (literally and figuratively) ▸ He honestly doesn't know if he should be happy that strangers keep calling him "pretty boy"
▸ Because of their experience with being an older sibling, Kuno is protective of those around them that are in need of "support" (emotional/physical/etc) especially if the person is younger
▸ He has a sweet tooth, if he could survive solely on sweets he would
Picrew used:
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Portrait of my Marcus-romancing MC (gremlin), Eithni, from @defiledheartsblog 's incredible IF, after way too many hours spent in Artbreeder. Hobbies include: biting Marcus, accosting Marcus, dancing with Marcus, falling for Mar- ahem.... anyway...
Variations with her hair down and pulled back.
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corpo-rat · 2 years
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DEFILED HEARTS: THE BARBARIAN | hati & marcus        ↳ “You just keep on kicking the man on the ground.” “If the said man is you, Lord Centurion, then I would happily continue to kick you till the end of the world.” “That’s a long time to kick someone.” “Indeed.”
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