#spiderwarden

[murdermade]

You asked for it, Minthara. You're getting slapped right in the face with a bone arm.

[tactiturne]

He has two ladies bickering over him presently, and he would be lying if he said his ego wasn't being inflated.

[avernusfuries]

karlach vc: i need to go into witness protection, i just taught my girlfriend's son the F word for his first word

[relentlessgrief]

Id blow you if I could for standing up to Orin for me.. but I cannot. Alas. I will find a spell somewhere that will make you feel good mark my words..

How romantic of her.

"Anything magic related would work. I am made of magic." He's going to ignore the 'blow' statement because that's got him a little flustered.

[bloodyarn]

“Are we asking if we would smash you.” Picks up Babette

��❝ MINTHARAAAAAA   !   LET ME DOWN IN AN INSTANT   ! ❞     That woman feared for her dear life, struggling helplessly against being picked up   —   It was no use, in the end. Babette was a lousy opponent when it came to hand-to-hand combat. Little fists battered against the paladin's back, oh what pitiful display of resistance.

     ❝ I don't want to get beaten up, pleaaaase- ❞

[alluringlittledeath]

@spiderwarden

"Was it good for you?"

[maestrojax]

JUMPS HIM FROM ABOVE AND BEHIND WITH DUAL SWO-….. she’s ending up in the pocket jail again isn’t she.

Maybe not this time. Jarlaxle quickstepped to the side spinning on his heel and somehow in the same motion he had acquired a wand in his hand. Speaking the command word and launching a glob of green goo at the other drows head.

"tsk tsk Minthara. If you wanted to spar I could have found you a partner."

[rubistella]

i see you've been sitting again with my dog.

@spiderwarden || unprompted

"The way I see it, the dog's favoured my tent to sleep in for the night. So, obviously, even you are not beyond spotting the favouritism at play here."

And Astarion would make the most of it.

[bloodtwin]

&&.┆THE BAG OF BONES ☠️ INBOX.  

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@spiderwarden sent:

She will not bite him, no, she will take his hand and kiss his fingers and then hold his eye.. as she puts his index in her mouth, and proceeds to slowly suck on it. A promise for later? Mayhaps.

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❝ Hello, my de ⸻ ear, hello. ❞ The soft, fond smile on his lips parted into a silent gasp as her mouth closed around his index finger. Heat rises all over his body, and he has to do his best to ignore how his tail gives his eagerness away so quickly by the way it thumps the ground.

Though it wouldn't have mattered if he had a tail or not, for his eyes flash excitedly as he watches her. Voice thick with want, he has to clear his throat before he speaks, ❝ Is this your way of telling me to cancel my plans this evening ？It's very effective. ❞

[dunerover]

"All right, but who's he really gonna listen to? I wanna know who's got the leash, here."

[murdermade]

"Minthara is mine and I will grind you to dust, bone man, before I ever let you get your hands on her."

[tactiturne]

With the shadow of Menzoberranzan firmly behind him, it had taken him several tendays to find his way to the city. For her, he would search every corner of the world if he had to, and would do it gladly in the few, short years afforded to him. Though his human half would be something of a well-kept secret, up here, he did not have to. Minthara had accepted that part of him with open arms, once it had been unceremoniously blown out of the water. That was why they worked. Or had, worked once.

Their daughter had grown up into a strong, beautiful woman and as such, whatever held him towards Menzoberranzan had been cast aside. Now, he was free to leave as he wished. He was good at stealing away into the shadows, but this time he would not return. It took him a little over a year to find any leads. Neverwinter. Waterdeep. He had, unfortunately, been privy to them all. But Baldur's Gate was something else entirely. It did not take him long to find her at all.

That was how he had come to loiter at her front door, staring at the purple painted door as though if he were to knock, his fist would sink right through it. Now that he was this close, hesitation was quick to claim him. The what ifs were the loudest. What if she left because she no longer wanted him? What if she left because she wanted to leave him and Maydril behind, set herself up a new life; one where she did not have to fight for her life each and every day?

His hesitation did him no good, for the door swung open and his knee-jerk reaction was to take a startled step back, and raise his hands as though he were caught by the Flaming Fist.

"Wait, I can explain!"

@spiderwarden   //    semi-plotted.

[avernusfuries]

Gently takes @spiderwarden's arm. Sinks toofers into it.

[relentlessgrief]

how does Connor feel about being a step parent.

Connor won't be the step dad, he'll be the dad that STEPPED UP.

[bloodyarn]

On what platform did you start to write?

Who is your favorite OC?

In what fandom did you start?

What are your favorite ships on here (feel free to tag?) lol

What are trends when it comes to writing that you dislike?

𝐐𝘂𝐞𝘀𝘁𝐢𝐨𝐧𝘀 𝐟𝐨𝗿 𝘁𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝘂𝐧 .

On what platform did you start to write?

Well, back in the day, I wrote with my school friends on telegram because of their neat group feature. But paragraph style wise: Tumblr. I love the editing, I love the eye-candy. Tumblr is my go-to still :3c

Who is your favorite OC?

answered here :)

In what fandom did you start?

I started in the League of Legends fandom, what a wild time. It was a rocky start  &  I soon went over to the One Piece fandom, which I love so much. I love everyone over there. They are so fucking accepting  &  fun overall. Smooches if anyone from over there see this, I love you hubbies ♥

What are your favorite ships on here (feel free to tag?) lol

Every ship my ocs have with you guys of course! Every ship on here with Puck. I am not even kidding I love all these dynamics. I also very very very much love @spiderwarden and @avernusfuries thing they have going on hehehe~ @maestrojax and @gemshroud will have me grabbing popcorn. I still remember the "Was I your first kiss" thingy, I am not innocent. There are so many more, I don't want to make this longer than it already is, but these are some which came to mind ^^

What are trends when it comes to writing that you dislike?

I honestly don't know any trends I would dislike. Maybe I have no idea what these trend in question would look like/are, so feel free to enlighten me uu'

[lolthswrath]

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑: @spiderwarden

HER SISTER, INARETH, WAS DEAD. The sister she had raised, trained, and trusted.

It had been mere hours since Vel'shara had washed her sister's blood from her skin. She had changed into a crimson dress, her hair styled with care as per usual — she wouldn't dare visit House Baenre looking disheveled! The only hint of the day's turmoil was a thin cut along the side of her neck, which she deliberately chose not to heal.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤAnd now, here she was — with the only person whose company she could tolerate. No, the only one whose company she now needed.

Vel'shara sat in silence, a goblet of wine in hand. "I killed my sister today," she then said, quite matter-of-factly, as though it were just casual news to share about how their recent days had gone. Yet, her gaze was oddly distant, averted from Minthara's eyes.

Those beautiful eyes. One of the many features she found so alluring about the daughter of House Baenre.

"Inareth came for me, her blade aimed at my heart. Foolish child. I granted her a swift death, far swifter than she deserved." She paused, finally turning her gaze to Minthara, searching for something to alleviate her inner confusion, an answer to an unspoken question ; was she weak for showing such mercy?

"I should have made an example of her. Not only did she betray me, but she did so in such a pitiful manner that it nearly feels like an insult to our Queen. I trained her to do better than that." Her voice was bitter, mocking, though perhaps a trace of guilt / hurt seeped into her icy tone.

"But... I still spared Inareth the agony and shame she rightfully earned for her failure. And perhaps that shame is mine to bear now," the priestess mused aloud.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤShe must repent for her WEAKNESS.