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mrs2224 · 2 months ago

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A Court OF Shadows and Shields

Chapter 2: Shadows That Can Kiss

Relationships: Azriel/Female OC, Rhysand & Female OC.

Summary: Milla's Journey into Prythian is just starting.

TW: Panic Attacks.

Music Suggestions while Reading: 'I Want to Live: Instrumental' By Borislav Slavo From the Baldur's Gate 3 Soundtrack

We walked up a somewhat winding staircase until I was brought to a large and ridiculously fancy room. My stomach turned and my body was shivering with nerves. I felt my chest get more firm from the coldness that surrounded me. My wedding dress was all torn up. My hair was a mess. The long braid was now supplying flyaways coming out in large chunks. My face was still bruised and bloodied from my father and his men hitting me. My makeup smudged all over my eyes and onto my nose.

The devil-winged man stopped me from behind. His hand on my shoulder gently pushed me forward. I fell to my knees and my head lifted slightly taking in the sight. A man and a woman were sitting on what appeared to be a throne. They looked at me. With puzzled and somewhat stern faces. The commander with his devil wings. His long dark brown hair went to his shoulders. His beard was scattered here and there. He came in afterward. It was just the four of us. I was breathing heavily, and my bones ached. My eyes were stinging and pounding in my head.

“Who are you??” The voice said from the same man. I gaped at him. He was in all black. His violet eyes were staring into my soul. His deep tan skin and short blueish-black hair pushed back. He also appeared to be some kind of elf. He looked like Astarion from Baldur’s Gate if he was sitting on a throne. The only thing missing was the glass of blood in his fingers and White hair. Maybe he was a Vampire?? But it was all in my head. I am not Faerun. Though I was kneeling before some kind of prissy king. So I remained quiet and still.

“I won’t ask again…” He got up from the chair and trodded down the few steps before him. His fancy designer shoes stopped right in front of me. “Who are you??” His voice was nothing but rigid.

“Milla…” I mumbled out from my wobbly huge lip. “…W-where am I?? Who are you??” I responded. My voice was hitched with defeat and tiredness.

“You should know where you are and Who I am. You wandered into my territory.” He responded.

“But I don’t! What is this place?” I reacted. “I was running. I jumped off a cliff…. I landed in the snow…. I-I needed help..” I said each word as if it was eating me alive. I didn’t want to give too much information about who I am. In case they would send me back to my father. “…I Thought… I was in Heaven...But Faerun?? Or maybe Hell??”

The Commander let out a laugh. He held his hand to his chest. His shoulders lifting up and down. Like what I said was funny.

“That’s a good one… Hell…” He rubbed a tear that came out from the corner of his eye.

The ruler surveyed me. He raised an eyebrow. Studying me. He walked behind me. And was looking around the throne room.

“Interesting… But your eyes glowing blue... Maybe you are a spy from one of the other Courts” He plundered to me.

What did this knock-off version of Astarion Elf want?? How could I spy if I don’t even know where I am? My head was aching so powerfully. I thought about that game. It gave me such happiness. The only thing that kept me sane other than Brayden… Even though words hurt to say. My horse was shot in front of me. My father was the one responsible for it. It made me feel nothing, but anger. I felt the fire burning up inside of me. I didn’t show any physical emotion right now. Just in my brain, I was in pain.

“The what???…” That is all I could get out. I raised an eyebrow. “… Look, I don’t know where I am and who you are… But I thought I was dead. or had died at least.”

The girl on the throne spoke finally. She stared at me.

“She’s telling the truth. She is not a threat. But she is badly injured.” She spoke in a soft tone.

“But Feyre, We have no idea. This girl came from the mortal lands with power that cannot exist there.” He replied.

“Mortal lands?? What in tarnation is that?? I am from Virginia. in the United States.” I bitted out.

They all looked at me with eyes of shock. The Quiet man behind me with his hand stilled on my shoulder. His hands in general were larger than my shoulder bones. But they were soft and felt warm. Calming. I felt connected to them. Like something was pulling on my heart from them. But I wasn’t aware or paying attention to it at all. I would be honest. I felt it twice with two thumps I heard from the chests that were surrounding me.

The girl named Feyre stood up and walked down to meet me. She kneels before me and looked into my eyes. She could see the sorrow and confusion.

“She is not from here” Feyre spoke. “She somehow made it to Prythian... I don’t know how. But she not is in her world anymore.”

“Am I dead??” I looked at her.

“No. You are not” She looked at me. Probably seeing the black eye. The gash across my nose. The busted and bloodied lip.“But you are badly hurt. We need to heal you.”

Feyre stood up and looked at the elf behind her. She nodded to him before she helped me up from the floor. Her arm went around my shoulder as she walked me out of the throne room.

I turned around and looked at the three men staring at me walk away. The one with his hand on my shoulder turned to me. His eyes finally matched with mine. They were the most beautiful eyes I have seen. Hazel but you could see some specks of gold. I turned my head forward before walking out of the Throne room.

Feyre led me to another bedroom downstairs. She brought me in. It was larger than the one I was in earlier. And it was far more fancier than another bedroom I had growing up. A Balcony was overlooking the view of the mountains.�� She looked at me admiring the space. And smiled at me.

“That was the same reaction I had when I first came here” She laughed a little.

“Yeah. I guess it’s a lot.” I laughed with her too. That was when I noticed that she was an elf too.

“I was a human once, I understand how you feel.” She responded. Her voice was so calm and smooth. She sounded like she could narrate books for children or adult readers.

“How did you turn into an Elf??” I raised an eyebrow.

“Elf?? No, I am a High Fae.” She glanced at me with a confused face.

“Oh?? Is that a fancy word for Elf” I was also very confused. Is a High Fae another word for an Elf?? My eyebrow raised. She laughed though. Shaking her head.

“No. I am a Faerie.” She smiled. Even if I was confused as hell as where I was. And Why these guys are Faeries? Because I have seen Tinkerbell and Pixie Hollow. And whatever Feyre was, definitely was not the kind of Faerie that I had seen.

“Oh. Well, That’s interesting. I have never met a Faerie before. But I lived on a farm and owned cattle” I giggled while sitting on the edge of the bed.

“Cattle?? Interesting I never knew Mortals were able to do that.” She crossed her arms in a relaxing pose.

“Well, I had earned my keep somehow” The words flowed from me. The sound of my Virginian accent caught her eye and made my words sound funnier.

“I like how you talk, it’s funny. Anyways why don’t you take a bath? There are some clothes in the drawers. Come meet me in the library.” Feyre smiled at me. “It’s nice to meet you, Milla.” She left the room. And I was alone again.

Out of everyone that I had met, in this strange universe. She was the nicest. She looked young, younger than me. But she was gentle and kind. I stood up from the beautifully decorated bed. And made my way to the bathroom. The room itself was like something I had seen out of a ridiculously fancy hotel room. I stripped out of my dress thanking myself that it was not tied up in the back. I tossed the dirty and bloodied fabric onto the floor of the bathing room. My feet walked onto the black sparkle tile. I stepped into the beautifully large tub. Slowly sinking into the warm water. The scent of rose petals and lavender. I unbraided my hair. letting my long dark brown hair get wet. I grabbed some bottles that looked like shampoo before scrubbing myself clean. My face was stinging with pain, and my lip still hurt whenever I touched it.

I looked out at the night sky and the mountains through the large opened windows. Wherever ever I was. It was not home. It was not the wide-open pastures of my land. It was not the maple and oak trees that were surrounding the area where our cattle would graze. It wasn’t the place that I would trail my horse on whenever I wanted to get away. I studied my dirty fingernails a little trying to forget the memories of the last twelve hours of being here.

I slowly got out of the tub after an hour of being alone. Taking in the pleasantly calm atmosphere. I grabbed a towel. heading back to the bedroom. I poked my head back into the bathing room and my dress was gone. Like it disappeared. I panicked a little.

“Oh… Where did you go??” I narrowed an eyebrow trying to find it. They were on the floor next to the tub when I left but the bloody dress was gone. I sighed and palmed my face.

Feyre mentioned the drawer of clothes. And boy was she not wrong. There are all sorts of clothes. Not the kind of outfits I had worn back at home. My eyes finally snagged onto an outfit. A See-through top in dark blue. with the cuffed sleeves it sparkles all over it. I found some flowy pants that matched the shirt. I looked for a bra and panties that matched the color of the outfit. I dressed myself up looking at the floor-length mirror.

If I wore this at home, I would have been considered a slut around my town or at high school. Before I graduated and got my Master’s in music. But maybe the fashion trend here was ‘let’s get completely exposed’. So I would rock with it. It was either that or wearing a dress. And I was done wearing dresses for now. I chose to go barefoot. I re-braided my hair. pulling some strands out from the frame of my face.

I walked out of the room. I had no idea where the Library was. There was a body that was leaning against the wall right next to the wooden door. It was still the same quiet devil-winged man with those beautiful eyes. He gazed me up and down. I rolled my eyes and his face narrowed at me. He was covered in shadows.

“Where is the library??” I said looking up and down the halls. I was pretty sure he wasn’t going to say anything. But then the voice spoke.

The winged man finally said, leaning off the door. His bat wings relaxed.

“This way” His voice was so cold, but god was it somewhat hot. He nodded for me to follow him. He only made a few steps before turning to me. I sighed following him. as we walked through the halls.

The place was less like a dungeon and more like a palace you could see the night sky everywhere. We walked up a few steps before reaching the small room. It was cozy and decorated like a traditional library you would see in someone’s old antique house.

Feyre and the man next to her sitting in their seats. Feyre smiled seeing me. The man was serious and not giving any emotion whatsoever. I had no idea what his problem was but I didn’t let it push me. I had thoughts of pushing him off the…

“Milla! Come sit!” Feyre interrupted my inner thoughts with her smile. And she gestured to the seat in front of them.

I slowly lowered myself in the chair. Quiet as can be.

“Would you like something to eat??” She questioned me.

“Uh, sure. Thank you, Ma’am.” I bowed.

“What did you call her??” The man next to her raised an eyebrow.

“Ma’am? It is just good manners” Had they never heard of that?? Is Ma’am like a bad word or something?

“No, You will call her High Lady” He corrected me. His face narrowed to me. He looked like an overly dramatic man-child when you tell him no to something.

“Rhys!” She barked at him. “She can call me what she wants”

Feyre smiled and nodded.

I avoided Rhys. My gaze turned to the night sky trying to count the endless amount of stars. I was only watching for a few minutes. Before turning my head. there was already food in front of me. I almost jumped getting out of my seat. I didn’t hear plates being brought out or being placed. I breathed in look at the coffee table. I studied it from afar.

“How?? What??” I looked at the meal and backed up the young female faerie.

“It’s ok, Don’t worry” Feyre raised a hand in protest. I sat back down in the chair. I took the knife and fork and took a bite into the meal. This was different than the food from home. But god was it good. Whatever this was. It was better than any I could make. It looked like a chicken with vegetables and potatoes. It was also supporting some kind of gravy or sauce. But it was so mouth-watering good.

“This.. this is better than anything I can cook” I snorted. I did not like eyes on me while eating and being the only one to eat. I made myself look small.

“Good, I am glad” Feyre responded.

There was silence for a while before Rhys cleared his throat. I looked up from my now empty plate. My stomach was full and I felt cozy enough that I could have taken a nap.

“Now that you have eaten, and cleaned yourself up. We need to know how you got here??” He crossed his arms over one another. What is with this guy?? Do they have an FBI or CIA here in this world that is called Prythian?

“I-I don’t know. I jumped off a cliff and I ended up here. I was for certain I died.” I responded to him. I put my hand over my eye. Trying to avoid his intoxicating eye contact.

“Why did you jump off a cliff?” Rhys stared at me. God I hated being in his presence so much right now. I looked away from him completely. Because I felt something beating inside this library. I couldn’t pinpoint where it was or what it was to be exact. But I kept my eyes forward looking around the place. There were only four of us.

“I-I don’t feel comfortable saying that” I replied still distracted. Feyre’s eyes were on me with concern. But Rhys wasn’t tolerant he snarled.

“Listen, if you are going to be here. You are going to need to say everything just in case you are not some spy.” He scolded me.

Anger rose in my bloodstream. My body was hotter than it was before. I rose from my chair and narrowed my eyes at him. I felt like I was burning up on fire.

“I. Am. Not. A. Spy” I gritted at him. His eyes widened to see the fire-like an actual fiery glow coming from them. I turned away and breathed in. “Do you think I wanted to be here?? I did something to get out of a misery. Isn’t that good enough” I lastly bitted out.

“Rhysand, let her be!” Feyre spoke behind me.

I walked out onto the large balcony. Watching the night skies. I was high up in the mountains. I sighed and tried to hold back tears. Counting down to keep myself from crying. Cowgirls don’t cry .

“I am not from here. Because Home doesn’t have Elves or Faeries or Bat-winged people with shadows as Pets… But I cannot go back home. So I will leave and go back out in the wilderness and let whatever is out there kill me” I spoke in a silent tone. “Since you think I am some fucking spy.” My teeth clenched and I gritted. I felt Feyre approach me. Her hand was on my shoulder.

“You can stay here. With us. As long you want. If you wished to go home. I bet we can find a way to bring you back.” Her voice was genuine. She pulled me into a hug. I was hesitant But I wrapped my arms around her. As I let her hug me.

“As long it’s fine with pretty boy, I’ll stay.” I sighed gesturing my thumb to Rhysand. Rhys frowned from his chair at the comment.

Feyre smiled and laughed. “Of Course, We agreed before you came up here to see us. We want to help you. We will help you.”

“Thank you, High Lady. Whenever you want me to leave. I’ll just go” I responded looking down at my feet. I felt her pull away studying me.

“Call me, Feyre. And you won’t ever have to. If you feel like it. I’ll take care of it” She said again as if she made an oath to me.

“Okay, Feyre. Thank you” I smiled at her.

“That is my Husband, Rhysand. He is the High Lord of this Court. And that is Azriel, he is the shadowsinger” She gestured to the other men in the room.

“Nice to meet you.” I nodded to them both.

“Likewise, Milla” Rhys replied looking at me. “Sorry for getting you on edge”

“It’s fine,” I replied. It wasn’t, I still had plans for him .

Azriel looked at me and then at his High Lord. Back at me.

“Nice to meet you too, Milla” He spoke. his voice was so raspy but filled with coldness and he was quiet.

“Well now that you have met these two. Why don’t you get comfortable here for the night? I’ll have someone come in the morning to get you.” Feyre gave me a look. She was walking back into the room. Her hand was on Rhys’s shoulder.

“Alright.Thank you. Goodnight” I bowed my head a little. I stayed still.

“Goodnight Milla.” She replied Gesturing Rhys to follow her. He got up from his chair. He gave me a look. Before following his Wife out of the Library. Till I was left alone with the Shadowsinger. But it wasn’t for long because he disappeared into the shadows. Then I was once again alone.

I looked back out at the mountain range before turning to look at the small library. It looked like something you would see out of Beauty and the Beast but if the library was cut in half. I looked around the bookcases looking for a book to read. Since I couldn’t use my phone or anything like that. I did like to read when I was at home. Normally anything that was fantasy or Sci-fi related.

I was probably in the Library for a few hours. Because when I was trying to figure out which book to take to bed. The candlelight went out and there was darkness throughout the aisle. I panicked grabbing a random book. As if someone was in the Library with me. I panicked since being in the darkness didn’t always sit well with me. My feet skidding out of the library.

I finally made it to my bedroom. Slamming the door, the candle in my room was still lit. I took a deep breath. The book was set on my bed. I went to the balcony to get some fresh air. I took some long deep breaths. It took me a minute before I could settle in.

Stripping out of my clothes. I looked to the bed and found a Black long-sleeved shirt that just somehow showed up. I looked around the room. That shirt wasn’t there before. But I picked it up. It smelled so good. Like cedar mist scent. I pulled the shirt onto me and It was super long. But I didn’t care. I got myself under the covers in bed. Grabbing the book that was down at my feet. Leaning my back against the soft pillows and opened a few pages. It was the history of Prythian which seems like to be the place that I am in. So since I'm stuck here for a while or forever. I decided why not read about this land. And what kind of creatures are as arrogant as the dumbass of the High Lord of this Court.

I was deep into an adventure about the High Lord of the Spring Court before sleep took over me. I fell deep into a slumber. Pulling the sheets up close to my face. I closed my eyes a little. But then I felt shadows surround me. I didn’t realize at first but I was trembling. My body was.

I looked up and saw the shadows wrapped me up in a blanket. I was scared. But then they kissed me on my skin everywhere. And hummed a tune that made me feel so calm. Whatever these Shadows were It was so comforting to me. I was able to sleep in such a deep slumber.

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candycryptids · 6 months ago

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Good morning (or good evening in your case I guess)! 🤭

Because you asked me about the theme songs: If you had to choose one for each of your OCs what would it be?

Goooood Morning! Or evening for you by now I think 🤔🥰 This’ll be easier for some than others B’3 (links will all be to YouTube videos hopefully!) thank you for the question this was a real thinker x3

So Levraut actually has a song we recently heard and went HOLY SHIT ITS LEV’S THEMESONG! Which would be [Creator, by Lena Raine] it has the mysterious suspense of the music box at the start, and then shifts into the cadence of something I associate with the Sea, which is something that sounds like Accordion ahaha (and then it further intensified with electric guitar, which isn’t usually in his soundscape, but it’s So Good)

[cut because… length again LOL]

For Tuesday I’d have to say my first choice is [Hello World, by Louie Zong] as far as songs that make me immediately associate with Tuesday lololol. The other song I have is [Waltz No. 2, Robot, by Hikaru Shirosu] it has, to me, the cadence of going shopping in a small market, but you’re still very ‘young’ in a sense, and small obstacles can feel like big obstacles 🫢 it’s also Piano, which is one of the instruments associated with Keathan! Who has a very heavy influence on Tuesday’s soundscape :3

For Chuusday…. Picking just one is rly hard… hm… it’s not on EITHER of her playlists I think, but [Home Beyond The Horizon by I think Masoyashi Soken and Daiki Ishikawa] Which is a song played on a crunchy, tinny radio. She’s not patriotic, but it was too large a part of her life for it to not have had some major impacts on her, lol. For a less/more serious song (???) I’d say [Hardware Store by Weird Al Yankovic]. It’s got. The vibe. LMAO.

Tangy is also hard to pin down, but I think [Fell In Love With A Girl, by White Stripes] does a pretty good job of suiting both the vibe and at least a Lil Bit the lyrics [because the first three lines remind me of Minfilia and Tangy :/ not that I ship them explicit romantic 100% of the time, but it coulda been. It coulda.]

🎤Fell in love with a girl

I fell in love once and almost completely

She's in love with the world🎵

Otherwise my other offering is When You Look At Her and it’s just playing [Cat Cafe by Tsundere Twintails] in her whole expression.

There’s not a particular song I can think of for Mochiie yet- I’ve been fighting that gorilla for a month or so now and I’m not much closer to victory yet, lmfao. However I do offer the song from [this post] because it reminds me Thavnair, so the real answer is I have a lot of music in Urdu I need to listen to and figure out his vibe LOL. I found the song in particular after scouring the notes though! Which is ->[Mehndi Laga Ke Rhakna, sung by Lata Mangeshkar and Udit Narayan] (I also need to figure out the influence the Azim Steppe had on him 🫢)

Ishi’li is… tricky. Cos I’m also still working on their playlist BDJDNFJDJFSK and the one song I’ve heard recently that made me think of him so so hard isn’t in the soundscape I’d set for them :T but. It’s rly Ishi.

[Like or Like Like by Miniature Tigers]

🎤I watched you get undressed

I must have turned bright red

'Cause I couldn't stand to face you

'Cause I liked what I saw

And maybe we should just be friends

Tell me how you feel about me

Do you like or like, like me?

Tell me what you really feel

Do you like me? Just say you do🎵

Swydghem actually has songs because I listened to a playlist on basically endless loop while writing so even though it’s Baldurs Gate [Down By The River composed by Borislav Slavov] always makes me think of her LOL… Solkmyna gets slightly more associated with [How The Tide Rushes In by Anne Dudley] Jojoha doesn’t have a particular soundscape yet because it overlaps with Levraut regularly😅 (at least in terms of; the Dreadnaughts, which is one of the bands I listen to for him lmao.)

Colette is my monster hunter/Ffxiv cross oc and while I haven’t really given her a whole lotta thought I think [I Want It All by Arctic Monkeys] could definitely fit her vibe, lol. She’s someone else on my to-do for music thoughts, just a little further down the line from Ishi and Mochi uvu;

Bonus!!! If you were wondering [Love Like You from Steven Universe] makes me think of Tuesday/Haurchefant. :’)

I hope you enjoy the music 🫶 lord knows there’s a bunch of it SHFJRJFEKCKSKXKA hopefully the color/bolding isn’t obnoxious, it makes it easier for my eyes to not glaze over if there’s variation lmao

#ask game #WHEW !!! only took me all morning but I think I managed to come up with satisfactory answers :’3 #ffxiv Levraut #ffxiv Mochi #ffxiv Tuesday #ffxiv Chuu #ffxiv Tangy #ffxiv Colette #ffxiv Swydghem #ffxiv Jojoha #ffxiv Solkmyna #ffxiv Ishi #music recs #tangy was/is super hard bc the music with lyrics is all actually picked off Vibe #with a mild disregard to the lyrics. except for IDK IF I’M A BOY #by blue foster. cos. gestures. gender song. it’ll also end up on Ishi’s playlist probs if I can make space in the scape for it

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owly16 · 4 months ago

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My oc in bg3, dark urge, definitely not bathed in blood

(there will be three versions b&w, color and with blood)

#art #illustration #digital drawing #fanart #baldur's gate 3 #digital sketch #baldurs gate 3 #digital art #Spotify

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slothssassin · 9 months ago

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OC ASSOCIATION MEME

I was tagged by @grovekeepers and @highblooddrumming thank you ♥

Tagging @dieselfusion @briarfox13 @tessa1972 and @shanaraharlyah, no pressure though!

I'm going to do this for Melwen but feel free to choose any OC you'd like to introduce!

Animal: Raccoon

Colors: Light blue, mint, dark red

Month: May (something between spring and summer)

Songs: I want to live - Borislav Slavov

Number: 13

Plants: Blue globe-thistle, cornflower

Scents: Old books, the ocean, wooden instruments, a certain Vampire, fresh forest air

Gemstone: Sylvan Stone (in game), Azurite

Time of day: Nights, early mornings

Season: Spring

Places: Deep forests with clear streams of water, the Myconid part of the Underdark (with glowing mushrooms), the busy streets of Baldur’s Gate

Food: Meat sandwiches, potatoes, stew, fresh fruits

Drinks: Beer, tea with honey, cold fruity tea

Element: Air

Seasonings: Salt, ginger

Sky: Bright blue skies with fluffy white clouds, starry nightskies with a hint of aurora

Weather: Sunny and warm, light clear air

Magical power: Speak with animals, Dissonant whispers, Cure wounds, ...

Weapons: Crossbows and swords

Candy/sweets: Licorice, hard candy, ice cream

Method of long distance travel: On foot, horseback

Artstyle: Art nouveau

Fear: The parasite in her head (the fact that it might take over every moment), rejection, not being loved

Mythological creature: Phoenix

Piece of stationery: Feather and ink

Three emojis: 👀❤🎻

Celestial body: Saturn

#tagged #bg3 #melwen yauntyr #thank you!!

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thehousepatron · 3 months ago

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If you’re coming over here from my main blog @whitegoldtower (I am deeply sorry) you probably don’t need to read all this. For those of you, however, who have chosen death…

Hi.

I’m Afallach, this is me and my silly little (s)elf insert, Zilvantar.

🕷️As House Patron, I have a few rules.🕷️

Under 18’s, please do not interact with me. I’m an adult and I’m not comfortable discussing adult things with kids. It’s weird.

Don’t be poisoning the air over here with any sort of -phobia. Particularly transphobia. I am a proud, intersex transgender man and I do not take kindly to being trifled with.

If you have arachnophobia, look away now. This is a drow-themed special interest blog: there will be spiders. And I do not wish to give anybody nightmares… unless their name is Marcus.

Fuck you, Marcus.

Everything I write about on here is purely either for fun or educational. I will be writing about some nasty things like poisons and what they do to a human body. This is not your incentive to attempt a DIY. Likewise, if you find a mushroom in the wild, DO NOT eat it unless you’re 1000% certain you know what it is.

If you’re not comfortable with topics such as BDSM and Monsterfucking, this is likely not the blog for you: the majority of the time, my brain is drowning his sorrows in Menzoberranzan’s filthiest gutters.

🕸️Made it this far? Great!🕸️

🕷️This my house. Entry, please. 🕷️

I have a lot of special interests. This blog is for this portion of them:

#mushrooms lichen and fungi

#Drow Lore

#Poisons

#Spiders (and some other arachnids)

#Crystals

#BG3 Stuff that fits the vibe

#Alchemy and Medieval Medicine

🕷️🕸️🕷️

If you’ve read all the way to the bottom of this post, thanks. Here, take this. It’s dangerous to go alone. 💜

My Drow Tavs/Durges:

Malhounnet Do’Urden: Circle of Spores Druid/Bard, Noble, MTF Transfem

Tam’lin Baenre: Szarkai Gloomstalker Ranger, Noble/Folk Hero, Minthara’s Cousin, Descendant of Gromph Baenre

Vesz: Bhaalspawn Barbarian/Monk (War-Priest of Lolth), Haunted One, Resist Durge, Intersex FTM

Zilvantar Arkentyl: Wizard/Sorcerer (Arachnomancer), Noble/Sage, favourite of Alak’niss Rilynath (my DnD OC, Archmage of Sorcere, who is also an Arachnomancer and dethroned/usurped Pharaun Mizzrym)

Yazdaer Mizzrym: Rogue/Hexblade Warlock (Zhentarim), Noble/Charlatan, Descendant of Greyanna Mizzrym and Pharaun Mizzrym.

Nathurra Agelenidae: Blood Sorcerer, Embrace (?) Durge - still working on her. Haunted One, my almost murder hobo (her name is literally based on the Hobo Spider). Minthara’s lover. Is going to scalp Orin’s braid off her head when she gets her hands on her. Sister rivalry but make it 🎀worse🎀

My D&D OC:

Alak’niss Rilynath: FTM noble, Sorcerer/Wizard Arachnomancer and Arch-Mage of Sorcere. Had a dalliance with Gromph Baenre, and assassinated the arch-mage who succeeded him (Pharaun Mizzrym) to assume the title of Archmage at Sorcere, having an advantage in doing so for his female anatomy. Fearfully referred to as the ‘Spider King’, as rumours say he is a ‘Consort of Lolth’, having been ‘kissed by the Spider Queen,’ as the only House Patron to be given the advantage of being blessed with a female form at birth, part of his body also naturally armoured with a spider-like carapace, which spread with his use of magic. He is also feared for his jet black hair, which, in Drow Society, is said to be a bad omen - and a bad omen he was, indeed, for the Rilynath House, as when they sought to eliminate him for the ‘treachery’ of his transition, he picked them off one by one until only he was left.

“My bloodline ends with me.”

Lawful Evil/True Neutral.

Read Alak’niss’ Fic Here!

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