#sim: elvene sharp

[butteredfrogs]

playing dress up with elvene ft @simandy's new hair 🌻🌱🏹

[druidberries]

☾ In a world full of darkness, can two adventurers find the light? ☼

this a collab with @buttertrait <3 we've been wanting to put our dnd characters on some stuff together and we finally did :') you can go check out the magazine Max made with these two here

[bastart13]

What's the game you're making? What's the premise?

Love and Legends is a fantasy isekai dating sim, originally written for and produced for the Lovestruck app. The app shut down a few years ago, and though the game is archived in videos here (x) I wanted to give remaking it a shot.

The premise is that one day, the MC has just got out of work, only to be struck by lightning and teleported to a fantasy world of knights, elves, fairies... and evil queens. And turns out she looks just like the evil queen, the one killed three years prior. People in the world either want her in a dungeon or to restart war as their despotic overlord and she has to learn to navigate the world, chosing someone to stay by her side.

There are seven love interests:

Lord Reiner Wolfson - A second-born son of the former leader of his domain, forced to become leader after his family died fighting the Witch Queen. A kind, considerate leader with a love of bad jokes, prepared to but the weight of the world on his shoulders to protect what remains of his loved ones.

Altea Bellerose - A young, gifted wizard who's devoted most of her life to refining her art and fighting for justice. She's deeply curious, quick-witted, and determined to prove herself against those who might dismiss her.

Prince Iseul Idreis - An elven prince with a family history with Reiner's, who served him in war and now takes time to enjoy the peacetime. Laid-back and sharp-tongued, he seems to take nothing too seriously but cares deeply for his friends.

Saerys - The last known demon after the Witch Queen launched a brutal extermination of his people. Isolated and marked, he struggles to find his place in the world. As much as he loves and trusts his allies, he does not believe he has a place among them.

Sir August Falke - Reiner's most loyal knight and fiercely protective of their won peace. He does not allow any threat to pass, even if it leaves him a little uptight. Taking care of his beloved noble steed, Wyndsor Royale, shows off a softer side to him.

General Helena Klein - The Witch Queen's general, former lover, and apprentice, Helena's gift with magic breaks bounds. Though she has a long, dark history of pain, even when she thought it might be love, she hopes for a way to escape.

General Alain Richter - The Witch Queen's longest-standing general and oldest friend, he followed her down an evil path, sowing pain whenever she commanded it, he wants nothing more than to return to a time where he and his love find peace together.

The writing is overall very impressive, with a strong sense of character chemistry and dialogue. There's a lot of variety between the characters and routes, each following a unique story with variations on the world's lore. The MC is a surprisingly strong character in her own right, allowing interesting dynamics between her and the love interests rather than a default.

[s4rainbows]

MORE!

Berry Color: Grey A child of death, darkness and the negative Energy plane, the gloom never quite leaves you. You make the best of it, though. Death isn't evil, and darkness isn't scary. To you, it's a comfort.

Appearance: Grey skin, either white or no hair at all, pointed ears Ability Score Increase: Dex +2, CON +1 - Max the fitness skill! Feats: Key Trait: Macabre Fey Ancestry: Purchase the Never Weary Reward Trait! Keen Senses: Purchase the Observant Reward Trait Blessing of the Raven Queen: Max Wellness and teleport around! Dwelling: Live in the Mourningvale Neighborhood of Ravenwood Starting Equipment: Take half of your parent's money and build a shell for your home. Reset your money to 20k before you furnish. Main quests: - Max out the Undertaker Career, and then the Reaper Career! - Attend every Ravenwood festival at least one. Pick your favorite and attend it weekly! - Finish your Soul's journey! - Frequent the Baleful Bog and max out your ghost powers through out of body experiences! - Finish the Wailing Mother Questline! Side Quests: - Own and care for a Crow! - You feel the Raven Queen's presence close to your heart. Also have the Chased by Death trait - Complete Lady Ravendancer's Tarot deck! - Dedicate a day of the week to visiting the graveyard and tending to the graves

Berry Color: White Your Parent was god-touched through the lady of death, and you carry that legacy through divine blood in your veins. However, where your mother sought to soothe the dying and their loved ones, you seek to prevent death. Appearance: Angelic. Wings, many eyes, glowing eyes, burning wheels... go as biblibally accurate as you want. Ability Score Increase: Any 2 by 2 and 1 respectively - Max two skills of your choice! Feats: Key Trait: Generous Healing Hands: Use the Generous-Trait interactions as often as you can, and max out your empathy character value before aging up Radiant Soul: Become a spellcaster and use a broom. Closest thing we have to flying. Dwelling: Live anywhere, but make sure your house is lit up everywhere, and never use the auto-lights feature. Starting Equipment: Take none of your parent's money, and cheat yourself enough to buy a sterter home Main Quests: - Max out of the Doctor career - Run a Vet clinic on the side - Never befriend anyone in the criminal career, or someone who has the evil or mean traits - Max out the Wellness skill and give classes to help others find peace - Make sure to meditate at least once a week Side Quests: - Create an even MORE angelic looking Sim as your Celestial Guide. Keep their needs frozen and max all their skills with cheats. Use them to mentor and guide your little Aasimar! - Marry an evil Sim and get them to change their evil trait through Personality Discovery - ...or beat the living daylights out of every evil sim you meet - Slay Vlad and adopt him into your household. You can fix him.

Berry Color: Pink (Spring), Red (Summer), Orange (Fall), Blue (Winter) You are a chamaeleon, adapting to your surroundings, connected to the shift of the seasons, ebbing and flowing in your blood. You breathe the season and the land changes along with you. Appearance: Elven, sharp features, pointed ears, glowing eyes. Change your color scheme with each season Ability Score Increase: DEX +2, CHA +1, Max Fitness and Charisma Feats: Key Trait: Loves the Outdoors Fey Ancestry: Purchase the Never Weary Reward Trait! Keen Senses: Purchase the Observant Reward Trait Fey Step: Become a Spellcaster and liberally use the Transportalate Spell! Dwelling: Live in any world, but redecorate for each season! Alternatively, have a dedicated area of your house for each season. Starting equipment: Rob your goodhearted Aasimar parent absolutely blind Main Quests: - Switch between these goalsets for each season: > Spring: Play the Romance Consultant Career and run a Retail store with Floral arrangements and Wedding cakes > Summer: Spend the majority of your time in Sulani, and work as a Lifeguard part-time. Earn the rest of your money by collecting shells and taking underwater photos. Befriend a mermaid, and host frequent pool parties > Fall: Get back into Gardening and max out both cooking skills. Make your money mainly through selling produce, but also start a little Trendi-side gig, and sell fall-appropriate cozy clothing. Host Costume Parties and Potlucks often. > Winter: Switch to Plopsy as your main income source and start knitting and cross stitching. Go on frequent hikes in Mt. Komorebi, and successfully lead a mountain climbing excursion. Host cozy, warm little movie nights with family and friends, serve hot beverages every time!

Side Quests: - Create a custom Holiday for each season! - Go ice-skating and rollerblading every weekend! - Decide on a signature dish you make the start out each season - Go on vacation each season! (Spring: Tomarang, Summer: Sulani, Fall: Henford on bagley, Winter: Mt. Komorebi)

I’m back on my bullshit, friends! This Legacy Challenge has 11 Generations and is based around the Races present in the Player’s Handbook, though if this takes off and there’s demand, I may make additions for the other sourcebooks in 5e. @simschallenges @berrygameplay​

Basics:

- Base Legacy Rules apply to whatever degree you like - Custom Content may be necessary to fullfill some of the Appearance rules! (though optional) - Mods are encouraged! - Heirs are generally firstborn, but generational restrictions may apply - You may age up children prematurely when they finish their aspiration, and teens when they have three positive character values in range for the trait - Go ape shit

The Generations

Berry Color: Peach The Founder, and the most versatlle of your Legacy. This is the “fuck around/find out” Gen. Appearance: Anything goes, but no Supernatural features aside berry skin just yet. Ability Score Increase: Max Three base-game skills of your choice Feats: No Key Traits, pick what you like Dwelling: Live in Newcrest, have at least a two-story home by the time you pass the torch to your heir Starting Equipment: Build a small house with the bare necessities, then set your money to 500 Quests:  - Complete the Renaissance Sim Aspiration - Reach the Top Level of a base-game career of your choice - Have at least 25k in reserve by the time you pass the torch to your heir - Marry a Snob

Side Quests: - Own a Restaurant, pretend you retire and become a tavern-owning questgiver

Weiterlesen

[simsbyjcw]

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[pikapeppa]

Solavellan angst: The Ways You Said “I Love You”

I was talking about elvhen lore with @schoute last week, which for me automatically means Crying About Solas™, so here: some Solavellan angst for no good reason other than I love and miss the damned Dread Wolf. 

Inspired by this gorgeous prompt list. I basically wrote a little story using as many prompts as I could. 

For @dadrunkwriting Friday. Read on AO3 instead; ~2000 words. 

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In the year he spends with her, he says it in as many ways as he can, knowing it will never be enough.

He says it before she fully wakes. Her breathing is deep and slow, and his mouth is muffled with sleep. But he peels his tongue from the roof of his mouth and peels the blankets away from her tousled raven hair, and he delivers the words in a hoarse whisper to her ear.

He says it by offering her a piece of buttered toast. It’s steaming still, hot from the kitchens where he fetched it, and as Elia opens her eyes, the smile that lights her sleepy face tells him that she understands.

She lifts a cup of tea to her lips, and she gently teases that she’ll keep it as far away from him as possible. He smirks at her silliness as she leans toward him. Her lips are scented with tea, and he detests the stuff, but he kisses her anyway. He savours the pungent herbal taste of her tongue for one reason alone: that the tongue he is tasting belongs to her.

He says it by coming with her to the Herald’s Rest. It is unwise for him to come, to bind himself to the people of this world more than he has already foolishly done. But as Elia hands him a small glass of Antivan port to accompany her stein of Dwarven ale, he tells himself that joining her here is the least he can do.

He says it on the battlements. Her eyes are narrowed against the biting mountain breeze, but the afternoon sun gleams in shards and rays through the clouds. It lands on her midnight hair and ignites the ivory of her skin to a faintly golden gleam. She glows in the sun, and she makes him glow in a way he didn’t think would ever be possible here. So he tips her chin up, and he admires her aquamarine eyes, and he tells her.

She smiles, a smile so broad and soft and warm that it hurts. “I love you too, Solas,” she whispers.

He says it when she offers him a piece of buttered toast, accompanied by a hearty bowl of stew. It is late, and his mind is mired in the pile of tomes he requested from the library. When Elia sets the tray on his desk, he nearly jumps out of his chair in surprise.

But the stew is hot and savoury. The toast is burnt on one corner, but delicious nonetheless. After he scrapes the last dregs of food from his bowl, he takes her hand and presses it to his well-fed lips. He kisses her knuckles one by one, then the inside of her wrist, and he whispers his adoration against her skin.

He says it to Cole one afternoon when Elia is away on business with Josephine. He and Cole are strolling around the castle discussing life and death and everything in between. They slow down as they pass Bonnie Sims’s stall, and Solas spots a scarf the exact shade of Elia’s aquamarine eyes.

Cole drifts ethereally at his shoulder. “Bright and blue, brilliant like a gem, bringing you joy. Youthful, jarring, more than you expected. You didn’t know. You didn’t see.”

He nods and turns away from the Orlesian merchant. “You are correct,” he murmurs softly to Cole, knowing that the merchant cannot see. “She has surprised me at every turn.”

Cole trails after him toward the stairs. “Do you see it now?”

He hesitates before responding. Compassion asks these questions out of curiosity and kindness, but the answers he seeks are too complex. Solas gives him an easier reply instead. “I love her,” he says.

Cole nods. “I know,” he says, and Solas smiles.

When Elia returns, he says it to her that night. Their fingers twine and press into the mattress, and her body bucks to meet his hips. The rapture leaves her throat in a pleading cry, and he buries his face in her neck and his teeth in her skin, and he breathes the words against her sweat-laced skin with a shuddering gasp.

He says it with a look as they lie in the grass of the Emerald Graves. It is dark and late, and the weather is warm and mild with the freshness of spring, and he studies her profile as she studies the stars. She turns her head, and her glowing elven eyes latch onto his. He stares at her and memorizes the catlike glow of her gaze. Elia doesn’t smile, and neither does he, but in the beating of his heart and the tightness of her slender fingers between his own, he knows she feels the same.

He leaves it for her in a letter on her pillow. The morning after they return from Adamant Fortress, he wakes before the crack of dawn, restless with inspiration and a need to paint. Elia is fast asleep, exhausted from the battle and the burden of her duties, so he slides soundlessly from her bed and pads over to her desk.

He takes a plume and ink, and he writes that he will be in the rotunda for the rest of the day. At the end, almost as an afterthought, he scrawls the words. They come easily to his hand, as easily as breathing or eating or casting a simple spell. He folds the note and tenderly places it beside her head, his attention already back on the fresco that is painting itself in his mind’s eye.

In the noisy bustle of Halamshiral, he whispers it softly in her ear: words of encouragement and faith and confidence. In the muted silence of a dream they share, he stands at the top of a bridge and he shouts it at down at her: a proclamation of his heart’s devotion, even if he can devote nothing else to her. She laughs at him in the dream, and she shouts it back, and the happiness that spreads across his face is something he never thought he would feel again.

He says it softly through the thundering tattoo of rain on the oiled fabric of the tent they share. She clasps his face in her hands, sweat dripping down her nose like the raindrops that trickle down the sides of their tiny tent. She gasps and moves over him and lies flush to his naked chest until there is no space left between them, and he whispers it to her pointed ear, whispers it mindlessly and repeatedly until it is just a liquid blur of syllables: ar lath ma, vhenan - ar lath ma, I love you Elia, I love you, please…

She nods and she breathes it back against his lips, and as they lie together in the heated and humid aftermath, sleep slipping through the fabric of their tent to snatch them away, he whispers it to her cheekbone in a blissful sigh.

Months go by, and he tells her every day in a multitude of ways: with words and kisses and tender looks, with fingers on the back of her spine and his quiet voice in her ear. And eventually, with a boldness born of these words that he tells her every day, he prepares himself to tell Elia everything.

He takes her to a place of magic and beauty, and he opens his mouth to bear his deepest truth. But as he stares into her vallaslin-painted face, he realizes the weakness of his besotted heart.

He is selfish, and he always has been. He loves her, but in so doing, he has made himself incapable of letting her see what he must do.  

Elia is the Inquisitor. She has fought tooth and nail for this world, and she will revile anyone who would dare to take that world away.

And so, instead of telling her, he breaks her heart.

Her beautiful face twists with an anger that is a feeble veneer for grief. A sob leaves her throat, and she shoves his chest and shouts at him to tell her she means nothing to him.

“I can’t do that,” he says brokenly. When this all began, he swore to never lie to her, and he has been so careful to stick to his promise. The truth she now dares him to disavow - that he loves her, and that he cares: this is a confession he cannot retract. It is the truth, and he realizes now, far too late, that it is the only one he can openly share.

By refusing to deny his love, he says it again. But Elia no longer believes him.

In the weeks that come, Elia crumbles slowly from the inside, and he forces himself to watch. Her pain is sharp and constant, and he is powerless to take it away. By bearing witness to her grief, by sharing it in silence and taking the rightful blame, he tells her again and again. But his telling his silent and distant now, and she cannot hear him anymore.

Something has grown dim inside of her. Something has been extinguished, and with a growing surge of regret, he realizes what he has done. By breaking her heart without explaining why, he has torn the tapestry of the life she was weaving over the past year. She holds the threads in bewilderment, and she begs him to mend them, and all he can tell her now is that he can’t.

“Please,” she says. “Talk to me, Solas. That’s all I want.”

He studies the naked desperation in her face. He knows what she really wants. She wants him, everything they had and everything she thought they would have forever. She wants everything he promised her with those loaded words that he told her over and over as he brought her toast and kissed her lips and left letters on her pillow and walked with her in dreams.

She wants him to say he loves her, and she wants to believe it. But by breaking her heart without telling her why, he has broken something inside of her, and he is no longer sure that anything he says can fix the damage he has wrought.

As things turn out, he never gets the chance to try.

He holds the broken orb in his hands, and he lifts his eyes to her face. Despite everything he has done and everything he has ruined between them, her expression is sympathetic and soft.

Despair wrenches his chest, twisting and pulling at his composure. Before he can stop himself, he says it.

He meets her aquamarine eyes: bright and blue, brilliant like a gem and bringing him joy that he shattered as thoroughly as the orb that lies in pieces on the ground. He stares into those beloved eyes, and he says it one last time.

“No matter what comes,” he says, “I want you to know that what we had was real.”

Her dirt-streaked face goes slack, eyebrows creasing with distress, and he knows that she understands: he is saying goodbye.

Cassandra calls her name, and when she goes to check on the others, he steps into the Fade. He moves farther and farther away from her, placing distance between them so that she cannot follow, but his chest is heavy where he carries her.

She is no longer here to hear it, but he says it still. He says it by carrying this wound in his chest. Elia coaxed her way into his heart and made herself a home, and he pushed her out. Now all he has is a gaping hole where Elia used to be.

He will carry this wound, and he will cherish its torn and tattered edges. And this is how he will say it.

For the rest of his unending life, this is how Solas will say he loves her.

[ashariaart]

🌸 CC Artists and her CC´s that i used 🌸

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Alf-si - Fox Eyes Makeup Set 

alin2 - Fearies of the Seasons Outfit Pack

Anto - Aviary Hair & Blossom Hair & Cara Hair & Carolina Hair & Celebration Hair & Citric Hair & Coral Hair & Dua Hair & Firefly Hair & Firenze Hair & Goldfish Hair & Goodnight Hair & Kashmir Hair & Latch Hair & Laurell Hair & Luna Hair & Marble Hair & Madison Hair &  Milano Hair & Molly Hair & Nana Hair & Owl Hair & Papercut Hair & Sunset Hair & Youth Hair 

Cheetaro - Neko Ears

Cleotopia -  Set53- Total Urban Destroyed Jeans

Cre8Sims -  Black Leather Bandage Dress & Dropout Suspender Dress  & Leather Cut mini dress

DarkNighTt - Dragon Scales Dress

DanSimsFantasy - DSF CAMISA ADDANC &  DSF LEGGESCAMAS &  DSF PANT HEBRA OBSIDIAN & DSF PANT TUNGSTENO &  DSF SHIRT BITSHADOW &  DSF TATTOO ANIMA TRANSFERRED & DSF TOP TENSION 

Devilicious - Winter Set ( Hat, dress & Over Knees ) & Fishnet Tights / Stockings

DragonQueen - Phoenix Dragon Tattoo

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Echoehver - Vampire Doll Dress

Egos and Lies - Garter Tights

ERSCH - Autumn Rhapsody & Crystal Set & La Poesie Set & Succulent Set

FashionRoyaltySims  - Corpse Bride Wedding Dress & Queen of the Damned Aaliyah Outfit

Heloseira - EINO - Unbotton Shirt & GEKI - Goth/ Industrial Shirt & RAIK - Gothic Blazer & Steampunk Skirt

Historicalsimslife - Spooky Stuff

itsleeloo -  Textured Velvet Dress

Jaru Sims -  Aurora 1 - Full Outfit & Laced Bodysuit Adriana 1 &  Swimsuit Rose 1

Jennisims - Eyeshadow Flowers & Mermaid Ears & Wings and Earwings 

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jomsims -  Amanda swimsuit 02 & cramenomia coat & exium Septum & Mashia Face & Mashia Misc Piercing Set & noctumia necklace & Punchet Bedroom & Roumos Septum & Tarine Face Jewelry & Zelmeia Dress

KanoYa -  Choker N1 & Diadem N1 & Unicorns Horn 

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Leah Lillith - Sundown Horns

L0una - Ornament - Tattoo & Spring Tattoo & Jeans V1

LJP-Sims - Fox Eyes 

luumia - Body Hair V5 

minicart - Toddler Fox Pyjama Set

MJ95 - Madlen Acitones Boots &  Madlen Ambis Shoes & Madlen Ariel Shoes & Madlen Colonia Shoes &  Madlen Fordonia Boots & Madlen Genris Boots & Madlen Goshtar Shoes & Madlen Lobelia Boots & Madlen Mia Boots & Madlen Portici Shoes & Madlen Roksanda Boots & Madlen Sassari Shoes &  Madlen Subota Boots & Madlen Teate Shoes

Mikerashi -  M-Shi - Nightcrawler - Crow Hair Retexture

Ms Blue - Mermaid Costume & Nails4You French

MissFortune - Fay Skirt

Nerwen6662 - Pikachu Overknee Socks & Sharks Ahoy! T-Shirt & Rammstein T-Shirt & Nightmare before christmas Pyjama

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nueajaa -  manueaPinny - Cat keyhole bra set

Ororizo - Ondria Recolor Dress

owl-plumbob - Toddler Fox Dress & Shoes  - a recolor / retextur version by ShojoAngel

Pinkzombiecupcakes -  Black Denim & Denim Shorts No.010 & Indigo Skinny Jeans 02

Pralinesims - Arkane Hat & Arno Beard N52 & Cheria Rings & Chest Tattoo & Crystal Snow 3D Eye Glitter &  Dysfunction Bionic Oil Splatter & Davahl Eyeliner N71 & Dragonia Earrings & Dry Lips N66 & Elven Eyeliner & Eyeliner N80 & Eyeshadow N58 & Iommi Earcuff & Juio Choker & Kira Choker & Lip Piercing Set & Mocca Lipstain N98 & Monolith Choker & MOX Septum & Neko Choker & Nocturne Face Tattoo & Nose Piercing Set & Omen Earrings & Osiria Leggings & Piercing Set 08 & Piercing Set 09 & Saira Jewellery Set & Seraphic Face Tattoo & Shinigami Mask & Silver Flame Eyeliner N68 & Skeleton Hand Tattoo & Stefano Beard N53 & Strife Septum & Triangle Moon Nails N17 & Upper Lip Piercing Set & VEOX Face Tattoo & Void Earcuff & Warrior Goddess Gown Dress & Wind Glow Blush & Witching Hour Headpiece

Puresim - Cat Paws Tattoo

Reevaly - Body Tattoo #7

RemusSirion - Blush 06 & Cat Eyes 02 Set & Cortex Eyeshadow & Cyborg Set & Cyber Lipstick & Demon Cat Eyes Set & Dissociation coat & Dog Eyes 02 Set & Dragon Eyes & Exclusion Dress Set & Hairline 02 - Widows Peak & Hairline #03 & In Vitro Lingerie (Bodysuit) & Isopropyl Skirt & Lace Eyeshadow & Locus Top & Monster Teeth & MS2 Top & Phlox Top & Polyploid male  & Proteotoxic Lingerie (Top) &  Redox Lingerie & Replication Jacket & Tris Dress & Vampire Claws

Satas - Watercolor Fox Tattoo & Fox or Rose Tattoo & 124# Tattoo & #10 Tattoo & Rose #2 Tattoo 

Saliwa -  Women High Waisted Skinny Pants & Puma Fitness Outfit

S-Club - Angel Wings 02 &  Fairy Wings 02 & Feather Earrings 09 & Footnails & Lace Collar 05 & Nail Art N02 & Hairdress & WM Collar F 201701 & Tattoo Back Set

Sentate - Milk Dress

ShakeProductions -  42 Leather Ankler  & 94 Dress Boots &  99 Sport Set

Shimydimsims - Snowflake Eyeshadow N03 

Sims Dentelle - Rose Dress

SintikliaSims - Colorful Sharp Nails & Halloween Nails

SLYD - Ondria Dress

Solistair - Crystallized Body Tattoo

Stealthic - Obscura Hair & Hysteria Hair 

Suzue - Eodum Horns & Steampunk Korsett & Vampyr Nails

Tatygagg - DreamsEyes & Lips 153 & Mermaid Eyes & Seashell Earrings 

TheKallino - Small Animal Package 2

TheGirlySimmerUniverse - Studs Swimsuit

toksik -  Kaliah (Top)

Toskami - Fox Ears and Tails 

Trillyke - Bingle Bangle Swimsuit  & Black Lingerie Collection &  Black Skinnies & My Little Black Skirt Set & Odd Sense Swimsuit &  Spotlight Skirt & Triumph Bodysuits

VallhallanSim - Banshee Sylvanas & Illidari Horns

WistfulCastle - Orlando - beard

[simserely]

“Looks like a girl, but she’s a flame, so bright she can burn your eyes better look the other way,” - Girl On Fire

Natural to most fire-wielding mages, Ashryn Uriven is born with a short temper and a tendency for bluntness. Because of her Half-Elven heritage, she was seen as an outcast, forcing her to develop a thick skin to bear against the rest of the world alone. That is, until they discovered she possesses the power to wield fire. Sharp-tongued and fiercely skilled, Ashryn is a fully equipped Mage that ends duels just as fast as she starts it.

Lol, why does she sound like a contender for a Magi competition? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) This may or may not have been inspired by my old Dragon Age: Inquisition saves… Just going through my old screenshots and I knew I had to make a sim inspired by my first Inquisitor. Though they don’t bare any quick resemblances to each other, this is where I pulled my some inspiration to create Ashryn.

Created especially for my Darling Lena, @ssimlena and her upcoming story! I am beyond beyond excited for this story. And I know it’s gonna be beautiful. Her writing paired with her edits leaves me with a feeling of sense and wonder. If you’re into High-Fantasy stories along with some jaw-dropping visuals, definitely follow along with the story!! Lena, I hope you like her just as much as I had creating her. It’s truly an honour to have her in your story!! And of course, change any aspect about her that you think needs changing to fit your story! ❤

Thank you to mah gurl F. Thot @englishrosesims for keeping me company tonight as I made this ❤❤ Everyone needs a girly night every once in a while lol. ❤

If you have any questions about the CC Used, send me an Ask! ❤❤

[imagines-oneshots-blog]

Bound in Blight and Bliss Chapter 1 - Sable and Silver: http://archiveofourown.org/works/10570608

You weren’t exactly hiding from the Mirkwood Royal Guard, more accurately you were just evading them.

Hiding insinuated fear, and you were certainly not afraid, just majorly inconvenienced. Tactful evasion; that’s what you specialized in, and indeed you had been successfully dodging them for a few months now, luring them just close enough to convince them that they were closing in before you’d slip gleefully out of their ever-reaching grasp. You could always hear them, they were exceptionally loud for fully blooded wood-elves, crashing through the thick brush, skulking around the smooth-barked trees, their masterfully carved bows notched with razor sharp arrows and their high pointed ears keen. Indelibly you’d be crouched in the wood high above them, limbs curled around the sturdy arm of an ancient arbor, your breath still as an icy winters morn, your own gently pointed ears twitching as you listened intently to their fading steps.

You knew why they hunted you; technically you shouldn’t be alive, your very existence was contraband in this kingdom. You were the product of an Elven woman and a mortal man’s marriage, a relationship not held in high favor by the Elvenking, and further doomed by the fates to end in tragedy, and so it indelibly had. After enjoying a short, but happy and fulfilling childhood with you, both of your parents had died suddenly within weeks of each other when you were hardly even a teenager, leaving you to fend for yourself. You’d wandered from town to town across Middle Earth, picking up odd skills and making a hint of coin wherever you could. You had hastily discovered that your hybrid looks usually turned far too many heads for your liking, the potential dangers that those lingering stares and meaningful glances held in their glinting depths forcing you to quickly learn how to expertly blend in, to seamlessly assimilate. You grew your thick, shining hair long enough to braid or sweep over the telling tips of your ears and kohled your eyes a stark, smudged black to disguise their distinctly Elven shape and hue. Your garb was indicative of a ranger, from the short, coarse cloak that snapped about your calves and rippled around your sim shoulders to reveal teasing glimpses of a molded, formfitting leather corset and matching skintight breeches, both traded for six moons worth of stable cleaning, down to the rough, travel weary boots that hugged your slender feet. The human half of your parentage had gifted you with a markedly un-elven like short stature, but your mother’s heritage had assured that your form still held all the standard grace of her fair people. Thus, you had to work to mask the lilting gait of your limbs when in public, and delighted in exploiting them to your formidable advantage when evading less than desirable forces like the ones hot on your heels now.

As you slipped nimbly through the brush that clung close to the forest floor, the wide sweeping ferns and twisting vines seemed to leap out of your way to allow you to glide unhindered between them. You were careful not to step unkindly on their roots, for you knew they could feel the intent in your agile, urgent gait, your reverence and excitement thrumming down between your toes, deep into the soil below, and as if in gratitude for your forethought they cleared from your path easily. In times like these you were immensely grateful for your mother’s light-footedness and deep Elven spirituality; you couldn’t imagine being on the run, or running at all for that matter, without the connection that her parentage provided you with nature. And better still, your father’s influence had assured that you weren’t above playing dirty, like say, by rigging a few traps to harmlessly ensnare some of the Mirkwood King’s more tenacious guards.

It was their own fault really, they had surprised you while you supped, their footsteps appearing as if out of nowhere, forcing you to hesitantly abandon the rabbit you’d skewered on the spit that twirled dolorously above the small fire you’d painstakingly made and dart hastily into the thick wood. Normally you would have had time to climb up into a nearby tree and wait patiently for them to clear out, but you’d been so starving and engrossed in your bountiful catch that you hadn’t noticed their approach. Damn, maybe all this incessant running was beginning to dull your keen senses. That was a dangerous prospect for a vagabond like you.

You didn’t dare steal a glance behind you, for judging by the crescendo in their rhythmic steps could tell that the guards were gaining on you. Willing the speed and strength of the roaring seas gusting zephyrs to fill your limbs you ran harder, more urgently into the thick wood that spread out endlessly before you, narrowly missing many of the wide trunks that peppered the sun dappled thicket. The increased exertion began to catch up with you despite your young age and Elven blood, the struggle making your breath rattle harshly from your lungs. Despite the gravity of the situation you could still take a moment to appreciate the pure joy that your freedom afforded you; the warm wind whistling through your trailing hair, the burning heat searing deep in your nimble limbs, the fierce adrenaline curling in your chest, bursting bravely through your collarbones. You felt whole, complete, alive, and damn the soul that would attempt to take that feeling from you.

At that very moment a glint of gold so pale it was nearly white caught in the corner of your eye, trapping your heedful attention. A sudden jolt of real panic sizzled through your veins then as you wondered incredulously if the Monarch of Mirkwood himself had joined in on your hunt this day. You’d heard rumors of the Woodland King; of his cold, stoic demeanor and handsome, starlit countenance, of his steadfast devotion and grief for his dead wife and his involvement in the reclaiming of the Dwarven kingdom of Erebor. Would the King himself really care so much about one random vagrant that he’d come to see her captured himself? Why did that thought cause heated, molten sparks of something bright and igneous to sear to life deep in your belly? Why did it have the corners of your parted lips curling traitorously and your hasty steps slowing fractionally, inexplicably?

You couldn’t stop the gasp that fell from your lips when you felt the sharp kiss an arrow sinking suddenly into the flesh of your right bicep, causing you to slow marginally. Though it was just a flesh wound the pain was intense, making you stumble uncharacteristically on a root that your uninjured self could have avoided with little effort. You panted hard as you shifted hastily to your knees, bringing the shaking fingers of one hand up to test the tender, smarting flesh of your arm, feeling the slick drip of crimson blood from the wound pooling hotly on your digits, your trembling touch ghosting along the invading shaft of the arrow impeded loosely in your skin.

A wicked curse slipped from your lips as you watched that spill of white blond hair draw closer from the corner of your eye, that lofty head burning, searing like an alabaster flame in your vision. You had barely the space of a heartbeat to try to rise to your feet before the cold bite of a slim knife was pressed menacingly to your exposed throat.

[butteredfrogs]

elvene says dont use ai to generate art of your dnd ocs, commission a human artist instead!! also don’t use chat gpt to write their backstory or your campaign, write it yourself or once again, support a real human instead!!! (and trust me, you dont want to get on the wrong side of elvene)

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Berry Color: Grey A child of death, darkness and the negative Energy plane, the gloom never quite leaves you. You make the best of it, though. Death isn't evil, and darkness isn't scary. To you, it's a comfort.

Appearance: Grey skin, either white or no hair at all, pointed ears Ability Score Increase: Dex +2, CON +1 - Max the fitness skill! Feats: Key Trait: Macabre Fey Ancestry: Purchase the Never Weary Reward Trait! Keen Senses: Purchase the Observant Reward Trait Blessing of the Raven Queen: Max Wellness and teleport around! Dwelling: Live in the Mourningvale Neighborhood of Ravenwood Starting Equipment: Take half of your parent's money and build a shell for your home. Reset your money to 20k before you furnish. Main quests: - Max out the Undertaker Career, and then the Reaper Career! - Attend every Ravenwood festival at least one. Pick your favorite and attend it weekly! - Finish your Soul's journey! - Frequent the Baleful Bog and max out your ghost powers through out of body experiences! - Finish the Wailing Mother Questline! Side Quests: - Own and care for a Raven! - You feel the Raven Queen's presence close to your heart. Also have the Chased by Death trait - Complete Lady Ravendancer's Tarot deck! - Dedicate a day of the week to visiting the graveyard and tending to the graves

Berry Color: White Your Parent was god-touched through the lady of death, and you carry that legacy through divine blood in your veins. However, where your mother sought to soothe the dying and their loved ones, you seek to prevent death. Appearance: Angelic. Wings, many eyes, glowing eyes, burning wheels... go as biblibally accurate as you want. Ability Score Increase: Any 2 by 2 and 1 respectively - Max two skills of your choice! Feats: Key Trait: Generous Healing Hands: Use the Generous-Trait interactions as often as you can, and max out your empathy character value before aging up Radiant Soul: Become a spellcaster and use a broom. Closest thing we have to flying. Dwelling: Live anywhere, but make sure your house is lit up everywhere, and never use the auto-lights feature. Starting Equipment: Take none of your parent's money, and cheat yourself enough to buy a sterter home Main Quests: - Max out of the Doctor career - Run a Vet clinic on the side - Never befriend anyone in the criminal career, or someone who has the evil or mean traits - Max out the Wellness skill and give classes to help others find peace - Make sure to meditate at least once a week Side Quests: - Create an even MORE angelic looking Sim as your Celestial Guide. Keep their needs frozen and max all their skills with cheats. Use them to mentor and guide your little Aasimar! - Marry an evil Sim and get them to change their evil trait through Personality Discovery - ...or beat the living daylights out of every evil sim you meet - Slay Vlad and adopt him into your household. You can fix him.

Berry Color: Pink (Spring), Red (Summer), Orange (Fall), Blue (Winter) You are a chamaeleon, adapting to your surroundings, connected to the shift of the seasons, ebbing and flowing in your blood. You breathe the season and the land changes along with you. Appearance: Elven, sharp features, pointed ears, glowing eyes. Change your color scheme with each season Ability Score Increase: DEX +2, CHA +1, Max Fitness and Charisma Feats: Key Trait: Loves the Outdoors Fey Ancestry: Purchase the Never Weary Reward Trait!

I’m back on my bullshit, friends! This Legacy Challenge has 11 Generations and is based around the Races present in the Player’s Handbook, though if this takes off and there’s demand, I may make additions for the other sourcebooks in 5e. @simschallenges @berrygameplay​

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- Base Legacy Rules apply to whatever degree you like - Custom Content may be necessary to fullfill some of the Appearance rules! (though optional) - Mods are encouraged! - Heirs are generally firstborn, but generational restrictions may apply - You may age up children prematurely when they finish their aspiration, and teens when they have three positive character values in range for the trait - Go ape shit

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Side Quests: - Own a Restaurant, pretend you retire and become a tavern-owning questgiver

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[butteredfrogs]

i promise shes friendly sometimes

[butteredfrogs]

i feel like it's been so long since i last posted her

[butteredfrogs]

it wasn't your fault...

[butteredfrogs]

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inspired by @alelelesimz pokemon trainers!