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Wow, I haven't been here in so long! It's been MONTHS since I did a WIP Wednesday, but here I am with some free time! Thank you for the tags @loserscardigan & @andromedaancunin!!! It feels nice to finally post a snippet of my writing again! I am including a brief excerpt from part one (chapter 27) of the confession- Moonrise prison break! And yes, I did go back through the entire fic and spent like 30 minutes tallying how many days have passed for her lol since being abducted, and it was not easy 😂

When it overtakes her, it’s not quite like how it’d been in the past. The loss of control- the rage. It doesn’t wash her vision in red or puppet her limbs. Every move and every action is solely hers- and so is every consequence. She’s been counting the days since she fell out of the sky- twenty-three. Almost a month in this hell. She’s broken bones, suffered bruises, lost her mind, and fallen in love. She’s had her heart smashed to pieces, she’s danced, she’s laughed and kissed and even died… It’s more than she’d ever done in the past twenty-two years on earth, and if it ends here at the hands of this cackling, brainwashed zealot, then… she’ll know it wasn’t in vain. She wishes she could stay gone. Stay dead. Doesn’t want them to bring her back if they win. She’s experienced enough, hasn’t she? Caused enough suffering? Killed her parents and her best friend, cut the strings that bound their lives to hers- snuffed them out. If she hadn’t existed, hadn’t somehow ended up there… they’d still be alive. Still be happy. If only she didn’t ruin it. The thought of an empty void after all the suffering she’s caused is a balm- so potent and heady that she doesn’t realize she’s crying. She stabs- tears flowing over her cheeks, throat raw from whatever guttural screams spill from her lips. Blood splatters her skin, her chest, her hair. It sprays hot and thick in her vision, a vivid fog, and still she doesn’t stop. Violence feels like a soothing hand, caressing the back of her head. She buries her blade again and again, and still the blood sings to her like a lullaby, bidden from the lips of a lover. Slow and sweet, it snakes around her body, pumping through her heart. It’s the tightness in her knuckles on the handle of the dagger, the hitch in her breath as she finally feels the warden still beneath her, the rush of euphoria as the last spurt gushes like a geyser from the open wound under her left palm. Her face turns up toward the ceiling, eyes closed as the sound of her raging heartbeat gradually slows into normalcy. Savagery having run its course, it tears the adrenaline from her until all she feels is a sharp pain in her shoulder, having re-injured it in her delirium. Panting from exertion, she slips the dagger back into her belt before slowly opening her eyes.

Rules: Assign something to each item of the list. Animal | Colour | Food Drink | Movie | Character Inspo Song | Season | [pic]

Thank you so much for the tag, @irondeficienttav!! I loved seeing all the pics for Nyari 🥺🧡 Here are mine for Ofelia!! 🖤

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Sorry, I've been so bad about being consistently on here! Thank you for all the tags @roguishcat, @larvatuss, & @anacdoce!! All of your snippets either ripped my heart out and stomped on it (affectionately) or made me feral for more, so thank you always for blessing me with your words 🥺❤️

Have a steamy segment from Chapter 27, coming out 10/11! Confession chapter 28 is in the works, though I'm not very far. I've redone the beginning three times, but I am likely going to be going over it with a fine toothed comb- hopeful to post 10/18 but I'm not going to commit to that just yet! I'd like to do a couple SMALL kinktober prompts if I am able, but also not holding myself to it! A girl needs to take it easy once in a while 😮‍💨

Anyway, here ya go! 😗✌️

He can’t find it in him to stop himself when his fingers find the small tear at the middle of her tunic- the same one she wore the first time he drank from her. Back then, he’d held back- kept his hands to himself even when the taste of her had been enough to spur feelings long since dead back to life. Now, he gives himself over to them completely.

He tears the fabric open with the slightest effort, freeing her chest from its confines as his hands press up against her undergarments- her exclamation of surprise waning into desperate whining. Her skin is soft when he works the hook free and exposes her to the night air- cold in the way her flesh pebbles at the chill, reacting to his slightest touch like she’s been starved for centuries. Perhaps in a way, they’re alike- neither having felt the intimacy of passion, wanted or experienced.

His hands find the waistband of her pants, open the button, undo the laces and work them down her thighs. She clings to him, fingers seeking beneath his shirt as her warm palms run over his skin. It’s divinity- slow glances, reverent and chaste as she pulls the garment up, and he drags her pants down. He runs his tongue over the fresh punctures in her neck, sated for now as his mind swims with the bouquet of her blood and her pooling longing between her thighs, situated between them as his hardness nestles against her aching center.

Rule: Post the last line you wrote and tag as many people as there are words.

Tysm for tagging me, @kaleighkarma!!! Your snippet was beautiful and I love them so much 🥺 Here is a line from the confession chapter 🖤

The Urge, the Absolute- the cause is of little consequence.

I will be posting the next chapter on 7/22, for the one year anniversary of the fic!!! I'm sorry for anyone who's been waiting on me. It was a hard time, but I've pushed through it 🩷 The first draft is complete, and now all that's left is editing 🥰

Thank you for all my friends who've made this block more bearable, and for being such encouraging, lovely, incredible people 🫂 @pinkberrytea @andromedaancunin @bby-bel @khywren @nerdalmighty @bum-dragon @arzen9 @vividiana @bloodinwine @anacdoce and @loserscardigan to name just a few 🩷 You all are such incredible, talented writers and amazing friends and I couldn't have made it this far without you all 🥺🩷

Ty so much my friend!!! Ily!! 💕💕💕

Answering questions from this post!!! 💗

4. If your Tav was a companion, where would they be found? I answered this one in this post, but here it is again!! 😊 I think if you could find her after the crash, she'd most likely end up down the beach a ways, sitting on the dock next to the dead fishermen, looking out at the water. She'd be trying to get her bearings and possibly even a little tearful, figuring out that she's "not in Kansas anymore". 😂 She'd be very thankful to the player for finding her and will hang on to their every word about this new world she's in, and I feel like some mischievous options would be misleading her and telling her stupid stuff to take advantage of her unfamiliarity. Unless you dismissed her and were just poking fun, she'd laugh afterward and scold the player for messing with her, but would most likely get an approval if the player is apologetic. 😂 Asking her to join the player's party would give you an approval, and she'd be so relieved, most likely forming a bond from that moment where she'd do anything to help the player character and try to be a useful asset despite her disadvantages. If resorting to dismissing her and leaving her on the beach, she'd probably nod and close in on herself and say "I'd not be of much help anyway... thank you for telling me where I am, at least." and I think that'd be the end of her lol. I'd like to think she'd make it to the Grove, but from then on, she'd most likely just end up abandoned and turned into a mind flayer without the protection of the astral prism.

16. Do they have a favorite creature in Faerun? I think at this moment in time, Ofelia hasn't seen many creatures, but her favorite so far would probably be the deep rothe 💖She thinks they're sweet 💗

17. Do they enjoy life as an adventurer? Right now- no, lol. She was thrust into this against her will and being so "bad" at it, she would probably give anything to reverse the situation and be back home. Over the course of the story, she'll realize that this is where she really belongs and be glad that it wasn't all just a bad dream 💖

21. What is your Tav's favorite spell? Definitely bardic inspiration!!! She loves to embolden the other's with power and, it's also my favorite because I get to write in the songs that'll help set the tone of the scene! 💖

30. What's your favorite thing about your Tav? My favorite thing about her is her loyalty and love. She'd honestly do anything for the people she loves, and that extends to helping each of the companions on their personal quests and seeing them through to the end. She has such a deep well of compassion and determination in her that I almost envy, and hope that I can reflect even a fraction of in my lifetime. 💗 I like writing her in a way that makes her heroic and cursed with empathy- she's no badass, she's not experienced, and she's not some insanely capable fighter. Her strongest trait is that love, and it makes up for the places that she lacks in, even if she can't see that and sometimes tries to supplement that with bad, risky decisions all for the sake of the ones she cares about.

2: What is your character's alignment?

4: If your Tav was a companion, where would they be found?

11: Weapon of choice?

14: What hobbies does your Tav have?

15: What NPC's do they like? Which one's do they dislike?

26: What animal best represents your Tav?

EEE ty for sending me the ask, my love!! 💖💖💖💖

From this post!!

2. What is your character's alignment? Ofelia is Lawful Good, according to several tests I've taken for her lol. I feel like that fits her well- she values justice and will do whatever she can to stick up for those less fortunate. She's a believer in laws and rules, unless those are unjust and take advantage of others for the gain of the small upper percentage. Coming from a minority, she understands that struggle better than most and has seen firsthand what it can do to a population. She'll never stop resisting the rule of those who think they can subdue and instill fear to hold on to their power.

4. If your Tav was a companion, where would they be found? I think if you could find her after the crash, she'd most likely end up down the beach a ways, sitting on the dock next to the dead fishermen, looking out at the water. She'd be trying to get her bearings and possibly even a little tearful, figuring out that she's "not in Kansas anymore". 😂 She'd be very thankful to the player for finding her and will hang on to their every word about this new world she's in, and I feel like some mischievous options would be misleading her and telling her stupid stuff to take advantage of her unfamiliarity. Unless you dismissed her and were just poking fun, she'd laugh afterward and scold the player for messing with her, but would most likely get an approval if the player is apologetic. 😂 Asking her to join the player's party would give you an approval, and she'd be so relieved, most likely forming a bond from that moment where she'd do anything to help the player character and try to be a useful asset despite her disadvantages. If resorting to dismissing her and leaving her on the beach, she'd probably nod and close in on herself and say "I'd not be of much help anyway... thank you for telling me where I am, at least." and I think that'd be the end of her lol. I'd like to think she'd make it to the Grove, but from then on, she'd most likely just end up abandoned and turned into a mind flayer without the protection of the astral prism.

11. Weapon of choice? If it's not her lute, then it'd be her crossbow! She's gotten better at it over the course of her journey so far, but I think she also values the ranged attack style since she's not so used to combat like the others are. Once she starts to get more comfortable, and gets her virtual degree in the college of swords (lol), she'll be wielding phalar aluve 💖

14. What hobbies does your Tav have? I feel like as a bard, it's cheap and easy for me to say playing instruments, singing, art, etc. Her other hobbies outside of that would be journaling and taking pictures of things she likes with her instant film camera to paste into her journal. It's a fun little thing she does to create lasting memories and started mid-high school for her as a way to catalogue the things or people she saw that she wanted to make last, moving around in the foster system so much.

15. What NPC's do they like? Which one's do they dislike? I'd say some of her favorite NPCs are Alfira, Rolan, and Cal & Lia. I can't wait till they all meet up again, especially during Rolan's little emotional drunken breakdown and bringing back his siblings to him. It'll be cute, and Ofelia really resonates with Lia. 🥰💗

26. What animal best represents your Tav? I've been asked this before and I chose a raven for Ofelia- their symbolism is usually focused on wisdom, death, and transformation. Some of those don't make sense NOW I think, but will later in the story 🖤 Since she's a durge, I feel that element of the supernatural and that connection with death (not unlike her flowers post for magnolias) resonate with her character too 🖤