#seldariine

[elkenbulwark]

hi there, Ren, it's been a little while, did you miss me? you’re the sheep, I'm the shepherd, not your place to lead me

the cragdews - @elkenbulwark , @seldariine // art by elder brain dad

[apalestar]

Ren's seen it. Spied Astarion reading a new Drizzt book he's never even heard of. He puts on an air of offense as he approaches Astarion, hands set on his hips when he reaches the other elf. The drama!

"A new Drizzt book and you didn't tell me?" He pouts! So rude. "You wound me, Astarion. I don't think I'll recover lest you read it with me."

@seldariine wanted Astarion to read smut aloud.

Quite the collection he amassed of Drizzt related items. Who was he deny himself something he enjoyed without an overbearing master peering over his shoulder to snatch it away? Astarion was merely a creature of vice after all. His fingers thumbed through the pages of this sordid and surprisingly well written little piece of smut. The writer certainly quite imaginative of what the Drow could do with those nimble fingers of his. Better that the star of the novel, their protagonist, was also of the masculine persuasion.

Only the sensitive hearing of his pointed ears spared him from the embarrassment of being startled. His thumb inched to hold the line from which he was interrupted. Ah, how could he forget Ren loved the tales nearly as much as he? The pout used to great effect he wagered to have others cave to his whims. Even he admitted it was quite cute. “Oh dear. I have wounded you, haven’t I?"

“Denied you a delightful tale of our famed ranger and his quest to sate his desires.” His voice pitched into that sultry lilt of his. One he often employed when speaking of something of a more carnal nature. Now he tagged the corner of the page. Body shifted to accommodate Ren. Seated on his carpet of red and surrounded by his menagerie of pillows; a cosy little setup if he did say so himself.

“Allow me to remedy that for you.” His free hand made a come hither motion. He started at the beginning with Drizzt in a tavern…

[wildskissed]

Random Asks - Nonnie mused: What do you think about the way the half orc treats Astarion? You know he told Astarion to feed on vermin. And his brother? Are you not worried for your own safety, given he seems to have it out for elves?

Oh, how this is so very skewed...

"Astarion, Birvor and Ehrendil have very complicated issues. They are three very TRAUMATIZED individuals with similar personalities and none of them would like to admit that. Because of that, they can be very hostile towards one another, and while I am not condoning ANYONE'S behavior, I'm aware the issues exist. I'm also determined to help them all to figure things out for the better, which starts first and foremost addressing the anger issues. It's just all going to take some time. Behavior that is ingrained into a person because of ABUSE, is a very hard thing to move past. It takes time, and it takes PATIENCE, and some of that behavior is never actually unlearned--just molded into something a little different. All three of them are so very important to me, however, so I'm definitely working on it. As for me and my own safety, I'm really not worried about it at all. Birvor can be rough around the edges for sure, but I've never gotten the brunt of his frustration the way the others have. He's more GENTLE with me than I've ever seen him be with anyone. He's trying. I feel like you're looking for a very specific answer here, but navigating through such intense emotions with all three of them is definitely a full time job that I'm currently trying to work at..."

[crosaidi]

001. the seaside , as the sun is setting @seldariine ⇢ setting prompts

The  slow  roll  of  tide  washes  over  the  sand,  and  —— gods,  but  it’s  strange  to  try  to  reconcile  the  last  few  —— what,  months?  Years?  Time  feels  like  it  has  both  stretched  and  condensed  into  something  intangible  and  undefinable,  and  he’s  not  of  a  mind  to  try.

The  city  still  burns,  and  people  still  grieve.  The  work  hasn’t  ended  — not  yet,  not  for  him,  and  he’ll  be  here  in  this  city  for  some  time  yet  before  he  feels  comfortable  leaving  it  — but  he  can  breathe  for  a  minute.  The  last  minutes  of  sunlight  slip  below  the  horizon,  washing  the  water  in  citrus  oranges  and  yellows;  he  walks  this  beach  supposedly  to  see  if  there’s  anyone  that  still  needs  help,  but  he  knows  just  as  well  that  it’s  equally  about  clearing  his  head.

Debris  still  washes  up  on  shore,  and  he  nudges  something  aside  with  his  foot,  and  glances  back  to  Theo  with  a  wry  smile.  "  Hard  t’believe  it’s  over,  "  he  says,  and  it’s  —— mixed.  For  a  soul  driven  by  purpose,  he  can’t  decide  what  it’s  like  to  be  able  to  choose  his  own.  It’s  good,  he  thinks.  Just  ——  open.  "  Where  are  you  goin’  now?  "

[apalestar]

@seldariine

He couldn't believe he was having to give this lesson of all things. But then again Ren was very, very sheltered. "You see, my friend, other people, not elves tend to grow hair in places we don't. Including there."

[apalestar]

I wish you were my brother. Maybe we'd have had better lives.

Anon note to muse

He looked over the note with something somber appearing over his features. He had a good idea of who this might be. "If we were, let us hope it was in different households altogether, yes? Neither of ours were so grand."

Guess: @seldariine

[bhaalswn]

you came along and warmed my heart with your winning personality. //Taz

AS SAID BY GARRUS VAKARIAN. ( accepting! )

❝ I do have a winning personality, don't I? ❞ You amuse yourself with that thought; a slight grin on your lips as you look at Taz. ❝ And handsome looks? ❞ You add, tilting your head. ❝ And deadly charm as well? ❞

You step closer to the other, your eyes on him. ❝ Do say more, because I think you're getting somewhere. You're warming my heart and you ain't even using fire spells. ❞

[peacereflecteda]

@seldariine  asked : “ you just can’t get enough of me, can you? “

𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐡 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐲 to cheeks at lover's sweet teasing, and cameron can't help the breathless chuckle that he releases in response, chasing taz's lips with his own. ❝ can you blame me ? you're amazing, babe, ❞ and finally the prince captures other's lips with his own, smiling into the kiss with happy hum. when they pull away he nudges their noses together, affectionate look in icy blue gaze. ❝ you're also really warm. it's nice being close to you. ❞