#verna fernbloom

[infernaldaydreams]

The full Versin banner I made for @thelittlewolverine and her chapters of the good run fic :)

[thelittlewolverine]

We Had a Good Run (Didn't We?) | Chapter 4

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Agony seizes her, hot and urgent, replaced quickly by an anger to match. She stumbles again and breaks into a sprint—her legs scream at her, chest tight as it tries in vain to draw in enough breath. Verna doesn't care. Her only instinct now is to run.

Chapter Summary: Verna Fernbloom slips from a tumultuous lover's bed and falls into a worse fate than she could've ever imagined for herself. She's used to crawling up from nothing—but this time nothing means the middle of nowhere amid flaming ruins, no food, no water, and precious little hope. She has to acclimate to her surroundings and find a way to what she needs—before that thing implanted in her skull can decide for her.

Chapter Rating: T (rating will change as fic progresses!)

Chapter Tags: Toxic Situationship: Aradin Beno Edition

Word Count: 2,189

Banner by @infernaldaydreams. 💕Fic co-authored by @infernaldaydreams, @alittlelevity, @amasec, and @thelittlewolverine!

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[amasec]

Fear Like a Flame (What's Happening to Me?) | Chapter 7

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He stills, the corpse's head still secure within the crook of his elbow. He pays attention to the thrum of his own pulse, relishing in the warmth of the incandescence that swells within his chest. It's accompanied by a persistent sense of euphoria—a tangible heat that floods his very marrow. It's unlike anything he's ever known.

Chapter Summary: Ambrose du Clairmont wakes after a nautiloid crash to a lithe woman picking his pockets. Miraculously, he escapes both nautiloid and pilferer with nary a scratch. Not an external one, at least.

There's only the one problem: the thief knows his name, and so much more besides. Where Ambrose's grey-matter has been carved into a void, Verna remembers a life—one that barely feels like it belongs to him at all.

Chapter Rating: M

Chapter Tags: Murder, Memory Loss, Tension, Bickering, Canon-Typical Violence

Word Count: 5,459

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[infernaldaydreams]

Finally finished this portrait set of the Merry Band of Tiefs!

Ambrose (our Huge Large Durge) belongs to @amasec, Verna (the baddest ranger in Faerun) belongs to @lizziemajestic, Levity (my favorite purple tiefling ever) belongs to @alittlelevity and Sylvie (my cleric with a mouth like a sailor) of course belongs to yours truly.

Side by side line up under the cut because it's so satisfying for me to look at lol

[infernaldaydreams]

✨WIP Whenever ✨

@jaal-ama-daravv and @alittlelevity tagged me in WIP whenever (thank you!!!!) so here’s a peek at a bigger thing I’m working on for our Merry Band collab project <3

Verna belongs to @lizziemajestic, Ambrose belongs to @amasec and Levity belongs to @alittlelevity 🩷💙💜

I think everyone I know has already been tagged recently and I don’t wanna double tap anyone, so if you see this and wanna post a wip, consider yourself tagged by me!

[thelittlewolverine]

WIP Whenever

Catching up on my tags so a big thanks to the WONDERFUL @amasec @jaal-ama-daravv @alittlelevity and @orangekittyenergy for the tags.

Here’s a very long off scene from the Merry Band of Tiefs story - I just needed to write some Halsin smut (though you thirsty perverts will need to wait for the finished article to get the real filth)

A steady hand carves a path down her cheek, full of cautious tenderness.

"I thought for decades that all I would want would be to lift the Shadow Curse - to right the wrongs of my past. I pushed so many other things away in pursuit of this one, seemingly noble, goal," Halsin's fingers slip beneath Verna's chin, tilting her face towards him. "But you," he whispers, his thumb brushing over her gently parted lips, "you showed me that perhaps there is something more that I want."

Verna pushes herself up onto the bed, with Halsin drawing her towards him. As her lips are captured in a lingering kiss she feels her entire being respond - a heat that surges to her core like midsummer sun.

Hands cling to whatever they can, basking in the warmth of Halsin's skin beneath his robes, the rhythm of his heart as it beats at her palm, a chest that moves with a stuttering rise and fall. She wraps her tail around his leg with moans that fall into his waiting mouth.

"I could never imagine that you felt the same way," Halsin murmurs breathlessly, hands pressed against Verna's back. "I dreamt about you, what it would be like to touch you, and now…" he clutches her nape, lips trailing down over her throat, "now I don't know if I'll ever be able to stop."

And a bonus screenshot because I finally have Halsin in the party and can do ALL THE SMOOCHES

Tags for @acreaturebythewater @kimberbohwrites @weaveandwood @beesht @littleplasticrat and YOU 💚

Love, Lizzie

[thelittlewolverine]

Snippet...someday?

Tagged by my beloved friend @alittlelevity and the incredibly wonderful @fictionobsession.

A brief snippet that will appear at some point in Act 2 of We Had a Good Run (Didn't We?)

I am very unwell about them.

Throwing tags out for @acreaturebythewater @beesht @dustdeepsea @littleplasticrat @optimisticgrey @gortashsrighthand @kimberbohwrites @lemonsrosesandlavender

Love, Lizzie

[thelittlewolverine]

The first time Halsin fell asleep next to Verna. <3 (or, ya know, under her. or on top of her. pick your poison LMAO <33)

Hiiiiii beloved!

I’m going to take full advantage of you allowing me to pick my poison.

Here is the first time that Halsin wakes up fully under Verna, following a rather eventful night 😏

Halsin stirs with a weight upon his chest - though not an unwelcome one. He stretches his limbs as carefully as he can, so as not to wake the source of his pleasant discomfort.

Verna remains sleeping, the gold tips of her horns nestled beneath his chin. With legs entwined, her tail wraps around him like an anchor holding them both in place.

There is nowhere he would rather be.

Her slumbering breath tickles his chest and as his eyes focus he watches the steady rise and fall of hers. This feeling, this all consuming contentment, bathes him in a warmth akin to summer sun - or perhaps it's the warmth of Verna's infernal touched skin as she lies half unclothed on top of him.

There is a serenity in her face that feels sinful in a place such as this; that she could sleep so peacefully, with a body that has softened in the wake of those most natural of delights.

Something else stirs as his mind settles on that image - Verna with her head dropped back as she chased her peak, the way her body arched beneath his hand, fangs that drew blood as she tried in vain to silence her moans of ecstasy.

She shifts, a softer moan mumbled from sleeping lips. Halsin runs a hand tenderly through her hair, heartbeats in tandem, and makes a silent prayer to Sylvanus to grant him a few more moments before reality drags them from this bed.

Love you!!!! And I love how these prompts let me get into that sexy Druids head for a bit. So self indulgent because I get to rave about my girl 😍