#quelana

[lesbianholyspirit]

I’m so gay for all of them but I also want to be them 🥲

I’m sure I missed some but oh well, I also haven’t played sekiro yet so idk about that game

[folkdevilism]

SOULSBORNE  Voice Actors  |  JENNY FUNNELL

[eghostsofdeadchildren]

A happy family.

Chaos Witch Quelaag, Quelaag's Sister, Quelana of Izalith, and Bed of Chaos.

[brightlydust]

Daughters of Chaos: modern au

[knightscanfeeltoo]

If Laurentius ever found and met Quelana and probably keeps Begging her to Teach him...

(Like how Hidetaka Miyazaki Begged From Software to do Demon's Souls I think...)

[v03]

Man, why is Dark Souls so sad that it has me crying over a half-spider, half-human girlie 😞

Anyways, I'm watching Dark Souls lore videos again because my mind has decided to forget about half of the lore (ehem, Elden Ring's fault, ehem)

[emrosedeleon]

*Googling Quelana of Izaleth to show my gf*

"No, not her human form, you fucking normies."

[recursiverabbit]

(Obligatory reminder to myself that I have tumblr...) ANYWAY! I hadn't written a fanfic in years, and I especially had never posted a fic before this one... so of course, my debut had to be a 200k+ word Dark Souls lore retelling (with heavy doses of nkstein angst because of course). And as of today (Nov 3, 2024), A Flame's Consequence (AFC) has come to an end 💙

I've learned a lot while writing this, and there is SO much that I would improve if I were to rewrite this from scratch. Though considering this was my first fic (at least, my first public one), I think it turned out pretty alright :) I'll miss AFC dearly, but I'm also excited to work on new writing projects (both my current WIPs being Soulsborne)! 💙💙

[askfromsoftware]

Oh! Hi!

You said you'd leave when both bells were ringing!

I will do that, but I just went back up...

Did you get to the church at the entrance Izalith? Have you seen who lives there?

Giant spider-witches!

One of them immediately attacked me as soon as I approached the bell tower. It was not easy to defeat her...

I found another one inside. But another one, a white one...

She looked sick and was blind. She was trying to say something, but I couldn't make out a word...

A pyromancer I met nearby said that she saved the locals from infection by absorbing it.

I was fascinated until I met the sister of these spiders.

I understand what I'm asking. I beg you, free their poor souls...

She asked to kill everyone.

E-excuse me... What?

I don't even know what to think about all this now... What do you say?

Go and kill.

What?

Is it better to wait until the infection kills her? Or until her sister decides to kill her with her own hands?

No...

Are you afraid to get your hands dirty with blood? Do you want me to kill her? Just show me the way.

No! Don't you dare!

...

What if there's a way to save her? Have you thought about it? You can't just give up so easily and choose the worst option!

As you wish. I don't care.

I believe that there are those who are simply doomed. Salvation for everyone?

Do you believe that yourself?

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Draw especially for: Dark Souls & Bloodborne Ask | Canon & OC (VK)

The author of the comic - SirPest

[castleinthemist]

maaaaaaan, the way npcs say their farewells to you sometimes in dark souls...such a small kindness and fondness

[moonlight-eternal]

⏳

"You are all fools," Quelana says. "Gwyneth, Quelathi, you two have always been fools, though for different reasons. Quelaag, Gwyndolin, you're usually smarter than this. Come on, think it through!"

"I have thought as much as I need to," Gwyneth retorts, brash as ever. So little respect he has for anything but strength of arms, for which so little thought is ever needed. "If we succeed in this, then Father will have no need to sacrifice himself as he plans, for the First Flame will burn again without his kindling. That is reason enough."

"And if you fail?"

Quelaag opens her mouth to respond, but is cut off before she can speak by Gwyneth once more. "We shall not!"

On the other side of the room, Quelare puts her face in her hands and shakes her head. She turns away, but cannot bring herself to leave the room and stop listening.

"It is a wonderful and noble goal," Quelavere cuts in, trying to placate her older brother. "But I cannot feel confident in something so unprecedented. Tampering with a Lord Soul..."

Finally, Gwyndolin musters the courage to speak up. "Lord Souls are the closest thing known to the First Flame, born from it in those very first moments. I agree that the risk is significant, but the situation is becoming desperate. At the very least, we must do something. We must try."

"Everyone is depending on us, whether they know it or not," Quelathi adds.

Quelana sighs. "I understand that," she says carefully. "But there is a difference between controlled experimentation and wanton tinkering. Quelaag, I know it was not your idea, but you were the first to voice support and unlike Gwyneth you actually live here in Izalith, so... Could you not have asked Mother at any point before now, for permission to study the Lord Soul? Could you not have invited her to the discussion alongside us all?"

Quelaag shuffles her feet, and hesitates. "I– yes. I could have." She glances to her brother, then back. "He said it would be better not to involve her."

"Mother might put a stop to the plan," Gwyneth asserts. "She has no love for Father, this has been plainly known for centuries. Ever since she built this wretched place so far away, so deep beneath the earth as if to hide from the sunlight itself!"

Immediately, flames appear in the hands of several of the witch-sisters. Quelare stalks over to rejoin the group at last, tilting her head upward to meet Gwyneth's eyes. "Need we remind you that you are guests here, dear brothers? If you desire sunlight, then run along and bask in the rays above, and let those of us with more sense devise a plan."

She strikes her palm toward Gwyneth's chest, and in a display of great control, extinguishes the ball of flame just a fraction of a second before contact.

Gwyndolin looks down and pulls her traveling cloak tighter around her shoulders.

"Ah! Right, my apologies," Quelare says as her gaze passes over the youngest sibling. "You, singular brother and yet another sister, are guests in Izalith." To Gwyndolin alone, quieter: "If you want to fit in with the girls, we really must get you a proper black dress."

"If we could return to the topic at hand," Quelana emphasizes, glaring at each gathered sibling in turn. "That side of the room want to do something very rash, without any prior testing to learn the limits and the capabilities of what they would tamper with, and it could save the world or it could... well, we don't know what could happen if they fail, because they've done no testing. Meanwhile, on this side of the room, we have the level-headed people."

"You mean the people too scared to try to help," Quelaag tells her at once.

Quelavere inserts herself physically between the two, addressing the younger sister. "She means the people who favor caution, but not abandonment of the goal. I for one would love for Gwyneth's idea to succeed! But I cannot bring myself to participate, not if you go ahead with it right now."

"I will observe," the previously silent Quelaca finally speaks up. "But at the first sign of trouble, I will seek out Mother and inform her of the proceedings with her stolen Lord Soul."

"I too will watch from a safe distance," Quelavere says. "But I know such science is beyond my skill."

"I suspect it may be beyond any of us," Gwyndolin says quietly, but not quite soft enough to be unheard. "But I stand by my brother in this, even if in so little else. I cannot watch the world fade and do nothing. For all I wish to escape Father's watchful, controlling eye, I cannot allow his death to be without purpose."

Quelana looks around the group, and finds that the opposition is solidly outnumbered by those in favor and those abstaining. She sighs again, exasperated, and relents as much as she is able. "I'm not going near whatever you idiots cook up," she declares. "And when you fail to produce another First Flame, come back to me then and I can try, once again, to teach you the importance of using science in your magic."

"Quelana, please," her sister Quelathi begs. The youngest of those in Izalith, senior only to Gwyndolin, she has long since mastered the art of wide puppy eyes. "Mother's Lord Soul is the soul of Life. What better catalyst could there be, to create a Flame that rekindles our world's existence? How could it possibly lead to anything else?"

Quelana, ever the pragmatist, only frowns. "I would like to think you all are correct. I would like to have that hope, that something other than a direct linking of soul energy to the First Flame could suffice. I want you to know I am not opposed to the goal, or even the method! What is anathema to me is the recklessness. The risk. It is the fact that you are doing this without knowing that it will work."

"Then tell us," Gwyndolin asks her. "You are the closest thing we have to an expert on the mechanics of flame sorcery. Mother may have more raw power, Quelare may have more precise control, but you know how it works. Tell us, if we do this... what is the worst that could happen?"

[minespatchart]

Since I finished a video, more fumo duos. This time with Bed of Chaos and Quelana of Izalith.

[knightscanfeeltoo]

Could you imagine Poor Oscar of Astora/Knight of the Undead Asylum having to Rank Every Women from Dark Souls in a Tier List Thing even though he didn’t wanna do this...

(also i wanted to add more women in this picture like filianore, sieglinde and the desert sorceress but some characters didn’t have transparent background and i can only put 30 hashtags anyway plus i know gwyndolin might be a feminine dude since they use he/him pronouns but they are still “malewife” enough to be with other women so why not, Right????)

[fightthesun]

writing a darksouls fanfic that is so not related to darksouls its basically oc. anyway im still writing it.

[cyberroses]

top 5 ds1 npcs!

Howdy!

5- Lautrec, theres something wrong with him and I'll never pinpoint what it is but it compels me

4- Patches (ds3 is what really sold him for me later, but i was still hype about finding him in ds1. Near death experiences notwithstanding)

3 - The undead female merchant, she's so weirdly memorable for me, also the real mvp for my poison needs

2- Solaire (feels like a basic answer but he brings me joy)

1- Laurentius of the great swamp, he is so genuinely nice, and i just adore him and all his lines, yeah

[crusaderananas]