[selunight-archive]

#SELUNIGHT — independent and mutually exclusive portrayal of CELESTE MOONWOOD, the player character from BALDUR'S GATE 3.

touching on topics such as — mental intruders, faith in an unknowable god, the love of true companions, going to hell and back, the heroes' journey. created and adored by lyns. (est. 2023)

CARRD. INTEREST TRACKER. PINTEREST.

[selunight-archive]

going to revamp this blog so stay tuned!

[renaissance-art]

Donatello c. 1455-1460

Judith and Holofernes (detail)

[overdose-art]

Details from Garofalo’s Annunciation (1481)

[lacetulle]

Kim Kassas Couture | Paris Mon Cheri

[ohisms]

↪     𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄 , 𝑰'𝑴 𝑨 𝑭𝑬𝑾 - ᶰᵒ ᶠᵃᵐᶤˡʸ ˒ ᵗᵒᵒ . 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑎𝑚 𝑖 ?    (  a  series  of  sentence  starters  from  season  1  of  “ orphan black ” .   adjust  phrasing  as  necessary . will be updated !  )

i wanna see [ name ] .

well , that's not fair , is it ?!

oh my god , you look like crap .

i didn't miss your birthday , did i ?

something really weird just happened at the train station .

what the hell is wrong with you ?

listen to me , [ name ] , i'm only gonna ask you this once .

oh , i'm fine by the way , thank you .

get in the car .

when you don't give a damn , i get pissed .

you'd better be ready . are you ready ?

you're sure as hell overdressed . what , were you out all night or something ?

this shit is as hard as it gets . but you've gotta stop making it worse .

i panicked , what do you want me to say ?

i'm kidding . where's your wit gone ?

you don't have to babysit me , dipshit .

i know this thing's got you all twisted up , but try to forgive yourself .

[ name ] , open the goddamn door !

yeah , the last thing i am is special .

[ name ] , where have you been ?

where have i been ? uh .. long story .

oh , jesus , are you alright ?

you have a few words , [ name ] ? anything you want to express ?

plead your mercy & your pity .

love is imperfection itself .

say it . go ahead , say it's my fault .

who the hell are you ?

of course not . you think we'd let that happen ?

i'm at home , you've got it all wrong .

you know what ? don't . i'm going to ignore that .

i'm worried you're losing the plot again .

sorry , i've got ... i've got a lot of work to do .

i mean , what am i supposed to do ?

you don't have to take this on .

i can't keep waking up every night , checking your breathing , worried you're mixing your meds , booze ... god knows what else .

i knew it was too good to be true .

why would you help such a stupid plan ?

i'm not going to play [ name ] in the middle .

i'm not dirty , i just freaked out .

if there is another version of this story ...

walk me through it again . so i know you won't crack under questioning .

you're making me nervous .

finally ! where have you been ?

who am i speaking to ?

how did you find me ?

idiot . do you even know who you're talking to ?

i don't care who you are .

nope , that is not my responsibility .

go , & wait for a call .

what i'm trying to do is move on .

we have known each other for awhile now , [ name ] .

i nailed it , man . every detail .

come on , [ name ] , give me a little love here !

you know , my skin just breaks out every time i leave downtown .

whoa , hey , [ name ] - you always do this to me !

i don't do backup , i don't even know what backup is !

i got stuck , i was running from my own shit .

i'm not giving you shit 'til you give me some answers .

don't ! do not shoot me , please !

seriously , it's life or death .

am i going insane ?

[o4thbrokena-deactivated20241102]

HE, THE WARHORSE. an independent, somewhat selective baldur's gate 3 + dnd original character. heavily world-built with an original kingdom and all that. high elf + oath of conquest oath of vengeance oathbreaker paladin.

[classsymemes]

starter call 2.0   feel free to combine prompts !

for  a  happy  starter .

for  a  melancholy  starter .

for  an  excited  starter .

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for  a  soft  starter .

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for  a  violent  starter .

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for  a  comforting  starter .

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for  an  action / adventure  starter .

for  a  flirtatious  starter .

for  a  loving  starter .

for  a  hostile  starter .

for  an  envious  starter .

for  a  fearful  starter .

for  an  injured / sick  starter .

for  an  urgent  starter .

for  a  celebratory  starter .

for  a  reunion  starter .

for  a  lazy  starter .

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for  a  domestic  starter .

for  an  intimate  starter .

for  a  weather - based  starter .

for  a  surprised  starter .

for  a  malicious  starter .

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for  a  concerned  starter .

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for  a  sentimental  starter .

for  a  hopeful  starter .

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for  a  guilty  starter .

for  an  embarrassed  starter .

for  an  anxious  starter .

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for  a  disappointed  starter .

for  an  aggressive  starter .

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for  an  awkward  starter .

for  a  dishonest  starter .

for  a  fatigued  starter .

for  a  grateful  starter .

for  a  flustered  starter .

for  a  vulnerable  starter .

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for  a  professional  starter .

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for  an  affectionate  starter .

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[celestialheal]

✧ 𝖑𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙𝖘 will 𝒈𝒖𝒊𝒅𝒆 you home and 𝖎𝖌𝖓𝖎𝖙𝖊 your 𝒃𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔 ✧

[ #​🇨​​🇪​​🇱​​🇪​​🇸​​🇹​​🇮​​🇦​​🇱​​🇭​​🇪​​🇦​​🇱​ ] ― independent, private and selective, low-activity baldur's gate 3 original character who can function both as protagonist or companion . taken care of by psyche ( they/them, 32, GMT -3 )

[leetlebloo]

my whole family has the flu or something (not covid! we tested!) so i’m laying low about it but !!! i am available via discord if you want to chat or plot!

[highaver]

A look flashed across his face. It was... many things. Fear, apprehension, relief, excitement. Balfour had been away from this world for so long that he was uncertain he even knew how to be in it anymore. The few peers that he had spoken with before now made him feel so distant, so disconnected, but he hoped that would change in time. A few feasts, a few balls, and he might be right as rain again.

He brushed a hand down the front of his tunic, straightening it and staring, for a moment, at his hand as it moved over the fine fabric. It felt right to be back in Cousland colours and out of all that heavy armour that had been scavenged along the way back to Baldur's Gate. But odd, all the same, to be missing so much of the world he had so desperately wished to return to, now that he was here.

"Can you ask me again when the night is over?" he asked, and at the very least managed a smile. "I find it much easier to think of how beautiful you look than how I feel about..." He made a vague gesture, unable to find the words. With a sigh, he smiled wider yet, and tried to push the anxious thoughts from his mind. "And what of yourself! A lady of finery in the making. How do you feel?"

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if he would rather have avoided thinking too closely on the night ahead, that was something she could surely aid in. her own anxieties on what they were about to walk in to must have paled in comparison. her nerves stemmed from the unknown, whereas his... well, he knew all too well what they were in for. whatever he was feeling, she could imagine there was good reason.

she let the topic go, let him steer the conversation back in her direction, with a broad smile. the dress was one of the finest things she had ever owned, so his teasing statement was also laced with truth. lifting the skirt and watching the fabric sway about, she responded, "i feel... overdressed," she admitted, but the chuckle that accompanied the statement took away from any potential seriousness. "i suppose i'll get used to the feeling in time, though."

"oh!" a thought crossed her mind and she dropped the skirts, a quiet, "i almost forgot!" trailing after her as she moved back to her vanity, scooping up a small box. opening it, she returned to him, the golden band within glimmering in the light as she moved. "i had this made for you..." heat flooded her again, excitement and nervous working in tandem as she lifted the bracelet from the box. "it matches, see?" she held it up for him to analyze, her other hand gesturing to the necklace of the same material around her neck. "this way, i'm with you all night, even when we're not side by side."

[morakh-deactivated20240304]

certified moon lover.

[wyrdhearth]

❝ I'm thinking... we get enough chaos around here, and we can maybe stall this ritual kagha's so up in arms about long enough for halsin's return, ❞ she muses aloud, her mind already whirring. this was exactly the kind of thing she could bring back to the harpers': a good cause and a bleedin' good story to go with it. ❝ because make no mistake –– halsin will come back. I heard that man went toe to toe with some crazy shite in the past. he'll come back and sort kagha right out, just you wait. ❞

kryn grins, turning to face celeste properly. imperceptibly, her form slowly begins to change, the dark chunks of brown in her hair gradually lightening, her body slowly slimming, eyebrows more severe. until eventually, it is the grove's new cunning leader that stands before celetse. ❝ now, you tell me, dear friend o' mine–– ❞ she speaks aloud, in kagha's sharp voice. ❝ where should we begin? I'll follow your lead. ❞

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it never got less surprising, watching kryn change herself entirely into someone else. if celeste hadn't watched it happen, she would have had no idea that it wasn't kagha standing before her here... except maybe the words kryn chose. in no universe would the temporary leader consider herself and celeste friends.

with a small smirk, she cast her gaze around, lingering over various tieflings and a few druids mingling and working together. it was rather unfortunate, she thought, that kahga was trying to speak for the collective. it certainly didn't seem as if all the druids agreed with her black and white view on things.

"maybe it's time that some of these druids find elsewhere to be," she suggested carefully, thinking of those involved in the ritual and how they might pull them from their task. "we could suggest they gather for a meeting, and to let others know to be in the cell area within the hour, as their leader has something important to announce..."

[highaver]

@selunight asked: “it made me think of you. it’s strong and a bit prickly.”

"Oh, she's funny." Balfour was still smiling, though, wasn't he? A moment later and he reached out to take the little plant from her. It was so unlike anything he had ever seen before. Amazing, in other words; like so many other things in the Underdark, it was beautiful in its own strange way. He furrowed his brows as he inspected it, though there was still a smile playing at his lips. Teasing, almost normal despite their circumstances. "What is it, exactly?"

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she cast aside the pauldrons she wore, moving to unbuckle the chest piece of her armor as she took a seat beside him. the warmth of the fire felt good on the newly exposed skin of her arms and neck after spending all day trekking through the underdark.

"i have no idea," she confessed with a shrug, "so maybe be careful. i'd hate to poison you with my attempt at a joke."

[highaver]

"It is hardly your fault."

Balfour had wanted to believe in something nice for a change as well. The only problem was, he couldn't quite let himself do it, in the end. Nothing had felt nice or good or safe in a very long time for him; there were, instead, threats everywhere. Just waiting. Between Howe and a patron who preyed upon his desperation - preyed upon it still - and all the horrors that they had seen, he and Celeste and the others, it was hard to trust.

All he had was her. Her and their party of fools, and the hope that he was clinging to by his fingertips that Elethea was still out there somewhere, safe and alive and... It hurt too much to think of her, now. Hope was slipping away. There was no good left. Not for them.

"We should find somewhere to clean up," he said, finally. He didn't want to think about the future. He did not want to think of what awaited him or any of them. So there was only now. The immediate moment, their injuries and the blood that still covered his hands and face. "We cannot walk around like this all day."

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a blanket of dread had settled over all of them, flowing from one person to another in quick succession but with an insidious quiet that made celeste want to scream. she wanted to rage against the emotion, but had no energy or means to do so in a way that would change anything... so she steeled herself for a different tactic. standing up, she used the hand still clasped in bal's to hoist him to his feet alongside her. "you're right," she agreed simply, giving a nod to the others — those that were paying attention anyway — as she began to lead their bloodied procession from the circus festivities, taking the back way around to avoid the crowds outside the gate. even at this distance, she could hear the clamber of curiosity.

some things about baldur's gate never changed.

this included the pathways behind the city, leading under the bridges and tunnels that connected the different levels. with the refugees camping around, the areas were far more crowded than celeste last remembered, but those they passed barely spared them a glance, even in their state. "terrible timing for people to be amassing here..." she muttered, mostly to herself as they passed a troupe of tieflings and their makeshift tent alongside the path. up ahead, more handcrafted shelters lined the banks of a stream that would flow down into the river several more feet away, but celeste stopped them before they reached that point. it was a small space, tucked between the tieflings and another group almost as eclectic as their own.

"we can clean up here," she suggested, trying to keep her tone as light and neutral as possible, despite the weight of war she could read in his eyes. "maybe even make a fire," she added as she started to unbuckle the pieces of armor around her forearms, "and have one last meal before we subject ourselves to tavern food."

[metamorphesque]

— Anna Akhmatova, The Guest

[text ID: "What do you want?" I asked. / "To be with you in hell," he said.]

[selunight-archive]

𝘛𝘖 𝘒𝘌𝘌𝘗 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘎𝘖𝘋𝘋𝘌𝘚𝘚 𝘖𝘕 𝘔𝘠 𝘚𝘐𝘋𝘌, 𝘚𝘏𝘌 𝘋𝘌𝘔𝘈𝘕𝘋𝘚 𝘈 𝙎𝘼𝘾𝙍𝙄𝙁𝙄𝘾𝙀.

@merdeva