Pure Magic ✨

Once I saw Saelseris as Anansi by the beloved @cursed-nyxan my brain chemistry has been altered permanently. I had to do something about it („ᵕᴗᵕ„)

📸 Outtakes 📸

Bonus spicy pics on Bluesky

It's been ages since I took pics of these two! This is Neryis, my actual Tav. She's a goodie-two-shoes cleric that fell for the vampire despite every instinct telling her not to. She cultivates his willingness to grow, to rise above his past, and is key to his healing journey with kindness (that he finds ever so grating at first) and patience.

Don't go wasting your devotion, lay all your love on me

Recreate a VP of your Tav as the main character or your fave character from your favourite movie — within the limits of photo mode, of course. Make a whole entourage if you like.

Thanks for tagging me @fangedgrace @onlytavs @thesanguinesonnet @the-shadowfell-darkroom and @bhaal-battle-beer-bard with the beautiful brain (you should make your handle longer!) who created this tag game.

Keith in Pirates of the Caribbean.

No excuses here, I just thought it could be fun to recreate the cannibal escape from Dead Man's Chest 😂

Shioban and Obscyr in Grease.

Gale, for the love of gods, this isn't what I meant when I said to cast Grease. This is exactly what I meant. Honestly, what even is the point of having multiple OCs if I can't even put them in musical situations? It's the one that I want, Ooh, ooh, ooh, honey. 💕

Saelseris in The Greatest Showman.

Ladies and gents, this is the moment you've waited for: My sweet prince of humbug as the greatest showman! Nah, it's probably what I've been waiting for 😂 I assure you, he rides to the circus on the back of a bulette!

Roy and Elysande in A Star is Born.

Because Ely with the big nose deserves the softest nose touch in the history of nose touches 💕 I love this scene so much I can't even explain. Plese concentrate on this, not on the fact this hair turned Roy into Gale from Temu.

Gentle no pressure uno reverse to you all and also @elinorbard @defira85 @faeriiefire @fireflyeyes @carnivaley @purpleasters-inseptember @thesanguinesonnet @unovafarm @bladesingerlily @wasteful-sam @baelthi @iserith @bhaal-battle-beer-bard 💛

Now that I have posted the first part/first night of my Durgetash fic series (THANK YOU for the support), I can truly focus on the second night, and here's a little snippet

Gortash huffs. “Then, perhaps, you need to work on your trust issues?”

“It’s on my list of things to do.” Ophelia smiles pleasantly. “Right after ridding myself of the tadpole in my brain and punishing the sister who betrayed me, attacked me, and put it there in the first place. Oh, and while I’m at it, I might as well deal with the man who did nothing to help me.” 

“We’ve been over this.”

“No, you’re over this. I’ll be over this when I either forget it happened altogether or remember everything else that’s happened. So, uh, never.”

“It’s good to know you still insist on keeping pointless grudges.” His lips press in a thin line.

Thank you @bladesingerlily [post] @kt-catt [post] @deianestormborn [post] for the tags! 💜 Stars kind of just aligned on this one. I already had them matching on accident and was testing out Len’s Rainy Hill map!

Rolan x f!OC (Hesperia)

Chapter 11: The Nightsong

The matter of the Nightsong was like an itch at the back of Rolan's brain. No matter what he was doing—tending the shop, cataloguing the vaults, drinking himself into a stupor—the question of its nature persisted. As he perused a particularly dusty tome detailing the more gory aspects of necromancy, his frustration notched just a little higher. Even amongst this treasure trove of knowledge, he had found nothing pertinent. If he couldn't find answers in books, there was only one avenue open to him—he would have to find Neryis, and either persuade her to his cause, or steal the Nightsong for himself. He didn't relish the thought. In fact, it made him feel rather queasy, not merely because Rolan was no petty thief but because of what supposed power this relic held. Anything that could aid in granting immortality was no trifling trinket. Part of him wondered if Neryis wanted it for her own selfish gains, but knowing her—even as little as he did—Rolan doubted this assessment. So, then, the worst conclusion—she needed it for some utterly heroic, selfless reason.

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Of course, Nimriel doesn’t have an official title. She’s no knight or anything, far from it 😅But Lady Nimriel is the way the tiefling children call her, because she is their hero 🥹 Even Rolan gets to call her that, although at first it was in a very ironic manner. xD The origin of a title back from Chapter 15 under the cut:

𝔣𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔢𝔫 𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔩