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NEVERVEMBER 2025!

It's that time of year again, nights are getting longer and it's getting chilly, so why not warm up with a little creative exercise? If you're a fan of the Neverwinter nights games or Dungeons and dragons games in general, why not give Nevervember a go?

The Rules

1) Prompts can be anything from short stories, artwork, screenshots, a meme, an rp thread with a partner, a quote, poems if you're feeling fancy. Anything you think would count probably will. 2) Unless the prompt is game specific it is open for your best interpretation of either game, and any of the campaigns. 3) Crossover into other fandoms is permitted 4) If you wish you may substitute a prompt (or multiple or even all) from this year with one from a previous year if you have ideas (Included below, in order) 5) If posting on Tumblr remember to tag with #Nevervember2025 6) If you're part of the discord We have a Nevervember event channel for posting your prompt responses. 7) Lastly, have fun Adventurers! Do as much or as little as you wish.

teutonic-titwillow

Bit too busy trying to finally finish my giant fic, but oooh, tempting.

papayajuan2019

cruelty is so easy. youre not special for choosing it

ourplague

chilewithcarnage

"The trouble is that we have a bad habit, encouraged by pedants and sophisticates, of considering happiness as something rather stupid. Only pain is intellectual, only evil interesting. This is the treason of the artist; a refusal to admit the banality of evil and the terrible boredom of pain."

-Ursula K. LeGuin, The Ones Who Walk Away from Omelas

wizardnuke

"Evil is boring. Right? I kinda believe in the banality and mundaneness of evil. Evil is just selfish impulses, which at the end of the day are really easy to understand. It’s easy to understand why people do bad things. It’s like “yeah, ok, you’re selfish and scared and cruel, I get it”. Being good is complex and beautiful and hard." - Brennan Lee Mulligan

oldshrewsburyian

"How monotonously alike all the great tyrants and conquerors have been: how gloriously different are the saints." --C.S. Lewis

shinycollectingteifling

NEVERVEMBER 2025!

It's that time of year again, nights are getting longer and it's getting chilly, so why not warm up with a little creative exercise? If you're a fan of the Neverwinter nights games or Dungeons and dragons games in general, why not give Nevervember a go?

The Rules

1) Prompts can be anything from short stories, artwork, screenshots, a meme, an rp thread with a partner, a quote, poems if you're feeling fancy. Anything you think would count probably will. 2) Unless the prompt is game specific it is open for your best interpretation of either game, and any of the campaigns. 3) Crossover into other fandoms is permitted 4) If you wish you may substitute a prompt (or multiple or even all) from this year with one from a previous year if you have ideas (Included below, in order) 5) If posting on Tumblr remember to tag with #Nevervember2025 6) If you're part of the discord We have a Nevervember event channel for posting your prompt responses. 7) Lastly, have fun Adventurers! Do as much or as little as you wish.

deekin-scalesinger

You advertise raybands to Deekin? You thinks Deekin need raybands??

oeskathine

*No*, Deekin, do *not* approach that trap.

deekin-scalesinger

You traps Deekin??

totally-a-wizard

you TRAP deekin?? you trap his body like the goblin? oh! oh! jail for boss! jail for boss for One Thousand Years!

milton-chamberlain

gabriellasantos-martins

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA valen

gabriellasantos-martins

“The mirror has been broken into five pieces. We'll have to go through each keeper to retrieve the shards and put the artifact back together. After all, it may help us in the fight against the Valsharess.”

Why not tell us about your first love? Oh please...

Valen hesitates visibly, jaw set. Blue eyes flash with pain before he averts his gaze, tail tracing mournful patterns at his feet. "I... ah. This... this is not easy for me to talk about."

He exhales slowly through his nose, a frown shaping on his severe features. "She truly was one of a kind. She and I had been drawn together by pure luck of circumstance." Valen's expression twists into something a little more rueful. "Although luck is not an... accurate way to describe it. We were each prizes held against our will, made to perform for a cruel master who would have us flayed as eagerly as he would have had us flaunted. She and I made what little happiness we could carve out together in our shared prison. But it was not enough to..."

The tiefling swallows and shakes his head. "It did not end well," he finishes abruptly, tone flat. "There is little else to say."

#rp #Neverwinter nights #valen shadowbreath #Hordes of the Underdark

oeskathine

illmatyrs-blind-devotion:

The monk shifted her head slightly, listening to Valen then turned to listen to the room about them. Puzzling indeed, and Twyla thought, maybe worth solving. “Well, happy to be the first I suppose. I’d like to try a drink, please.”

The construct rumbled as it turned to pour this thick sludge into a mug. Twyla was not reassured by the sound it was making, reminding her of a time she’d been stuck in a swamp for over a tenday. She shuddered but straightened up when the mug was slid in front of her. “Cheers.”

She leaned a little closer to her companion. “Please tell me it looks better than it sounded.”

Valen’s audible, stuttered, hesitating intonation as he began his sentence likely provided all the answer she needed. “A-ah… it’s… worse. Are you truly going to drink this, Twyla?” Before she could get a proper grip on the handle and maybe make a mistake without realizing it, Valen placed his palm over the rim to pin it to the table. He glanced fearfully to the golem, uncertain if it would take offense to rejection and attack. That would be the last thing they needed in their one haven from the mindflayers.

And yet… If sewage were a pudding, it might begin to approach the level of atrocity that was this beverage.

illmatyrs-blind-devotion

Twyla was starting to reconsider, if Valen was worried about it to the point of holding the mug down. She felt a prickling along her shoulder blades, meaning some attention was coming in their direction.

After biting her lip for a moment she lowered her head a little, and quietly spoke. “While I think I can manage anything poisonous this is actually giving me pause, just don’t let me hit the floor, I think someone’s waiting for a chance to start something…or make off with our packs.”

She gently lifted his hand from the mug, and held onto it while lifting the mug to her lips with the other hand. The fumes alone should have been a warning, and once a mouthful had been downed, it became quite apparent that it was in no way safe to consume. The monk gripped Valen’s hand tight as the sludge made her head swim.

oeskathine

Valen grimaced, teeth clenched, as he witnessed her lifting the mug. His fingers, from the displaced hand that now lay on the table, curled with effort to not reach out and do something.

However, this was also the same woman who practically catapulted a headhunter, a drow under the employ of the Valsharess, into the gaping pits below before he could even get a word in. Unless the speech he had practiced for her already included screaming from the beginning. The monk's feet had barely touched the surface of the narrow bridge to deliver a swift kick, launching him into the canyon, without breaking a sweat. To think - all that training that elf went through could not hold up to death-by-inertia.

Could Twyla handle this just as easily? His hand relaxed a little. There was no doubt she was superhuman in many aspects, maybe extending to her tolerance as well. Besides, the mug was already to her lips and he was powerless to intervene now.

Seconds later he sensed the immediate regret, the proof of which displayed in the way she gripped his hand. The force of it could easily surpass a vice. Now that had to be his cue; he hurriedly reached over to brace his arm around her back. Valen held her steady as he cast his gaze about the room.

Twyla sensed someone's attention... and they certainly had it. Not one, but three - no, five, six other bar patrons stared expectantly. Obviously they had the forethought to decline a drink, but from those curious gazes it was telling enough that they wanted to see what it would do. Valen glared. Several of them uncomfortably returned to business, only glancing back from the corner of their eyes. Among them was surely at least one opportunist, the tiefling assumed.

"Twyla," he prompted. Though his tone was gentle, his gaze flitted about her face anxiously. "Are you all right?" A most ridiculous question, he was well aware - of course she was not all right. But to what extent?

#rp #illmatyrs blind devotion #a drink?#hotu chapter 2

justmorerpmemes

Delightfully Domestic Starters

“The coffee pot didn’t turn on this morning.”

“Who’s turn was it for breakfast?”

“It’s my day off, I earned the right to be lazy.”

“This could get fixed by a professional, or it could be fixed by an amateur for free.”

“You’re under arrest for being a blanket thief.”

“The use of cold feet in bed, as a leverage tool, is illegal.”

“How was your day at work?”

“I’m going to need a bath…”

“No no, you’re sick. You rest, I’ll take care of everything.”

“I think we need to go on a bit of a grocery trip.”

“I’ve noticed all the laundry was done. You didn’t have to.”

“Leftovers, or more take out?”

“The neighbor is getting obnoxiously loud at night.”

“When was that garden gonna get started again?”

“Dishes… right the dishes. In the next few minutes I swear.”

“I know you like my shirts but now you’ve even stolen my doubles.”

“All your oversized shirts belong to me now.”

“I can’t help what I do in my sleep. That includes what’s done with the blankets.”

“You were tossing and turning last night. You okay?”

“I’m not sick, I’m only slightly ill. There’s a difference. I can handle today.”

“So dinner was being made… and then I realized the smoke alarm was broken.”

“Duct tape is a temporary, long term fix to everything.”

“I love you, but you’re beginning to pass out mid sentence. Go to bed.”

“You can’t tell me what to do, I can do what I want!”

“If there is more noise at 2am I swear…”

deekin-scalesinger

You advertise raybands to Deekin? You thinks Deekin need raybands??

oeskathine

*No*, Deekin, do *not* approach that trap.

neverwinternighting

NWN:EE is on a special sale until June 28!

There’s a sale on GOG.com, and NWN:EE is currently 4.99! This is a great opportunity to get the game if you were waiting to get a good bargain on it. Come enjoy a classic - if you liked Baldur’s Gate 1 and 2, you may enjoy this little treasure as well.

rpmemes-galore

You are not always going to have the inspiration to write. And that’s okay.

You are not always going to have the energy to write. And that’s okay.

You are not always going to have the time to write. And that’s okay.

Real life and health are more important than RP. Remember to take care of yourself. Be kind to yourself. And, please, never push yourself for the sake of this hobby. Real life and health are more important than RP.

🌑 - As quietly as a shadow Anande draws closer to Valen in hopes to alleviate the cold of the Hells.

Send 🌑 to crawl into bed with my muse

Valen hadn’t noticed Anande until she was practically right there beside him - in hindsight he should be used to it by now, but it still gave him a slight jolt of surprise. More and more, these days, she was demonstrating just how full of those little surprises she was.

In reply to her affectionate gesture, Valen pulled her in closer and sighed contentedly into her hair. The chill of Cania persisted, but Valen could swear that the hells had just gotten a little warmer with Anande there in his arms.

#undyingembers

90% Ray Bans?! Hot dog!

((I know, right? Deal of the centuryyyYYWAITTA MINUTE--))

#ooc #nuclearpastababy

rpmemes-galore

reblog if your muse is ( D R A M A T I C ™ )

neverwinternighting

Neverwinter Nights: Enhanced Edition is 5 bucks, y’all

Go ahead and grab it from either GOG.com or from Steam! This is a really good deal for either yourself or someone you might wanna drag into this fandom. 😜

#ooc

🌑 👀

Send 🌑 to crawl into bed with my muse

Valen, already half-asleep, sighed happily. With one arm he lifted the sheets to invite Mhyrcala in with him, and then pulled her in closer so that he could spoon her. It was delightfully comfortable under the covers, and in this close proximity it would be easy to feel the rough stubble on his chin and his heartbeat thumping in his chest.

The tiefling gave a slight shiver, tail flicking about erratically as he did so. “Your feet are cold,” mumbled Valen into her hair.

#rp #CUTENESS #im-the-reckless #mhyrcala

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