#drow male

POV you are a Drow matron and Ruin is your consort.

Kinda along the lines of the drow that was requested a while back. Maybe like this is close to a part 2? I like drow bois 😂 The great little one shot you wrote were the male drow was found broken and in bad condition and realized he didn’t want to leave the surface and go back. But honestly this was just a suggestion do what you want 😋 thank you!

Did you mean Aadesh? I hope that's what you meant😂

https://itstheendofthegoddamnworld.tumblr.com/post/663839364948918272/monstobermonster-sentence-starters-nsfwsfw - Monster sentence starters

1) I’m worried you won’t come back to me.

48) I want to be with you, forever

You can feel his eyes on you, those curious startling, red eyes.

It wasn't hard to understand why he was so quiet that night: you had spoken about needing to gather more supplies, to find more wood to keep the flames in your home alive.

"Are you sure you don't wish for me to come with you?" His words were quiet, drawn from a sense of uncertainty. It hurt your chest to see him so quiet, so afraid of the outside world.

He was raised in the Underdark, where dangers lurked from the moment they woke to the moment they went to sleep. However, Aadesk said that sometimes the dangers never went away, even in the dead of night.

Perhaps he was worried it would happen on this night.

"I would rather be content in knowing you're safe indoors than out there," you smile with ease, gathering your boots and a cloak to shield you from the chill outside. "I'm only going a few feet from the house to gather some more wood. You'll be able to see me from the window."

"Yes, but," his ears seemed to flatten as he looked off to the side, his pale brows furrowed as his words got caught in the back of his throat.

You stepped closer to him, kneeling to him reassuringly as his gaze met yours. "I promise you I won't be long."

Aadesh seems almost startled by your words, eyes shifting between the flames of the hearth and back to you again. You won't find it hard to notice his constant movement.

"What's on your mind?"

"As silly as it sounds, I'm..." he laughs dryly, though his gaze has shifted into sadness, "I’m worried you won’t come back to me.."

"Oh Aadesh," you're quick to be closer to his side, to console him in his worries as you're worried tears are close to pricking the corner of his vision, "I swear it to you, no harm will come to me this night."

"I know," he breaths shakily, "I'm worried not of you, but of what is outside."

"The dark can be a terrifying place when alone," you console, "but there is always light somewhere within."

Aadesh's gaze is soft when he looks over to you as if you truly are the light he has been missing in his long life.

Zarkel woke with a start and a thump as they hit the wooden floor of their room. He sighed as they took a deep breath, Dreams such as these always came to them when their mother was away for extended time. Zar never remembered much of these dreams, just the cold sweat on his skin and the vision of Lolth. Zar did not worship any god or patron, had not decided their path, but his mother was a drow from the underdark, she would go on her quests for her god, Sometimes the Drow wondered if Lolth was toying with them, keeping their mother away longer as punishment for living above ground, Being a male of the Drow, Zarkel was told how they are normally treated in the Underdark, they didnt understand why their mother bought him above giving him a chance of a different life but they felt deep down Lolth was not happy.

Shaking such thoughts away Zar got himself up from the floor and looked around the shared room they had with not only his birth mother but an Eladrin woman they also saw as a mother. Nima had taken them in at a age Zarkel would never remember, but the warmth in their chest thinking about her was proof enough she deserved a mothers title, she cared for them when his mother was gone with her duties. The room had one large bed fully of quilted blankets and much loved pillows. Their own bed was smaller next to the window with only a Blanket they made themselves a few years ago, one day their would be more to join them like Nima’s and with a determined nod Zar went to the main room of their small home.

They all lived on a small bit of land within the forest Zarkel was always warned by Nima never to stary too far or he may fall into the Faewilds. So they stayed close to home, where they grew everything they ate, caught fish in the nearby streams. It was a simple and blessed life but the young Drow had started to itch for more, to see the cities and oceans they had heard of from both mothers and books read near the fire.