spiderwarden

[spiderwarden]

SCREAMS?? INCOHERENTLY??? AT???

*me trying to find where you found the AUDACITY FOR THIS SARCASTIC SASS???????*

@infernaliscor

#[ 🕷️ ] —— inquires #[ 🕷️ ] —— out of character #[ two asks ago I said you were my favorite you know what i TAKE THAT BACK!!!!! you shite ]

[spiderwarden]

KICKS SHINS WITH DUCK SOCKS

Please be my friend 🫰🏻🫶🏻

you know @fiendrites there are better ways to court for friendship. THAT DOES NOT INVOLVE KICKING MY SHINS!!!!!!! but yes. hi. let us be friends.

#[ 🕷️ ] —— inquires #[ 🕷️ ] —— out of character

[spiderwarden]

🌺 send this to ten muns you think are wonderful 🌺

YOU KNOW YOU ARE A DEFINITE FAVORITE @infernaliscor AT THIS POINT YOU'RE JUST BEING A SAPPY SAP SOFTIE.

( x marks the spot )

#[ 🕷️ ] —— inquires #[ 🕷️ ] —— out of character

[spiderwarden]

🌺 send this to ten muns you think are wonderful 🌺

ThANK YOOOUU!!!!! YOU are wonderful!!!!!!

#[ 🕷️ ] —— inquires #[ 🕷️ ] —— saved #[ thank you a thousand times over for your patience too!!! ] #fiendrites

[spiderwarden]

🌺 send this to ten blogs you think are wonderful 🌺

would it be cheating if I said, not me. you. YOU!!! Thank you!!!

#[ 🕷️ ] —— out of character #[ 🕷️ ] —— saved #[ the William for my Dolores always!! ]

[spiderwarden]

“ Tell me… why are people hesitant about inviting a Half Devil to their dinner party? “ she waits a moment, two. “ because they don’t like to see their tea-fling. “

#[ 🕷️ ] —— [ crack ] —— it was a beautiful webbing.

[spiderwarden]

So I’m thinking about how Early Access 1, Cleric of Lolth Minthara, who is competing to be selected for Paladin training against other young Drow Clerics, would be what I can only phrase as her “Shadowheart phase.” Yeah, imagine act 1 Shadowheart about Shar, but Young Minthara and Lolth.

In case you forgot it’s this Minthara:

#[ 🕷️ ] —— musings #[ never forget I treat EA Minthy as her younger selves ] #[ imagine instead of Shadowheart’s ‘lady of sorrows guide us’ or ‘my lady-‘ ] #[ it’s ‘o’loth preserve me’ or ‘my queen would not approve-‘ ] #[ the first is something she does say in game but it’s more of a passing phrase ] #[ like saying ‘Oh my god.’ or ‘oh god’ but it’s minth saying ‘O’Lolth preserve me’ ] #[ only then when she was younger she meant it literaly as a prayer for forgiveness ] #[ 🕷️ ] —— headcanons

[spiderwarden]

So I got my finals assignments early, between an essay, a language assignment, and a book I need to report on. I’m gonna try to get those done and read this. Then im aaaallllll yours @ my followers, no distractions. BUT IM STILL HERE FOR BOTHERING AND SHITPOSTS, and I gotta catch up on DMs

#[ 🕷️ ] —— out of character #[ this book is fun tho ] #[ save for finishing my sewing but I got all summer ]

[spiderwarden]

I love we that acknowledge that Minthara is over 200 years old. But can we calm down with the old lady titles. She’s only 250/275 in a race that lives to be a thousand+ years.

#[ 🕷️ ] —— [ crack ] —— it was a beautiful webbing. #[ she’s not a child nor a young adult she’s like late 30s-mid 40s ] #[ so like … chill. BAHAHAH. chILL ]

[spiderwarden]

Minthara being mean to people and not caring but then being mean to @infernaliscor

#[ 🕷️ ] —— [ crack ] —— it was a beautiful webbing. #[ but also not really ] #infernaliscor

[spiderwarden]

From shadow I will strike.

#[ 🕷️ ] —— visage #[ first gif is her getting ready to tell the best joke you will hear today ] #[ the second is after she’s dropped the best punch line you never saw coming because she’s the funniest person you know ]

[spiderwarden]

At the end of the day the prowess was never in the strength of the opponent alone but the skillet of the warrior. It was always clear to Minthara that with Karlach's barbarian rage came the risk of mindless actions. She was all instinct and very little in calculated maneuvers. Even as the Tiefling squirmed and clawed at her uselessly, claws scrapping off of the shells of her armor and failing to pierce the silk hauberk beneath. The Drow only cinched her arm tighter around her neck, only locking in further as the smoldering red woman fell to her knees. It was then Minthara locks her knees and pushes her weight back against the Tiefling's shoulders, twisting with her every time the other woman squirmed to keep it even more secure.

It's only when her butt hit the ground completely with the sag of the fire touched under her that she relents. Satisfied with both an answer, and the show of dominance and power over the other woman she releases the armed grip around her neck. But, Minthara is not done yet. No. She does not move - to further display a commanding force Minthara relaxes back against Karlach's shoulder. Huffing before she straightens and grasps the Barbarian's head by the horn, lifts her, and then sits forward. "Good." Minthara responds as she turns her head just slightly so she can hold her eye. "Do not forget this, Karlach Cliffgate. I let you go because I wanted to, not because you needed me to. That is all."

Then she drops her, and pushes up to her feet with the rock up onto her heels.

On any other day, Karlach would've loved to have been thoroughly manhandled. Not quite in the heat of battle, nor in the aftermath that followed, where the other two stood to watch the scene before themslackjawed. There was something so innately humbling about being dragged down by a woman half her size, but then again ... Minthara would never be an ordinary woman. That was what had caught her attention when they had stopped to talk once the Paladin had rested from her ordeal in Moonrise towers. Sometimes, action won over straight thought and Karlach did not put much thought into the hows or the whys, only that it was a matter of seconds where Minthara's arm snaked around her throat to steady her.

Just as quickly as the mid-battle rage had burned, it dimmed to a spark, then to a smoulder, and very, very quickly to soot. The tiefling lifted a hand and tried to close it around her wrist. The grip was tight enough that she struggled, before it dropped uselessly to her side. Karlach had faced Minthara once before in battle. Understood the power behind her prowess, but had never felt it so intimately through her arms alone. Fuck, she was feeling lightheaded. With one last, fultile attempt to pull her head from the chokehold she had her in (literal, this time, not romantic nor sexual, more's the pity), she fell slack, and fully sank to her knees like a wrangled bull. "Ask- permissions- Hells, I can't breathe-!"

#infernaliscor #[ 🕷️ ] —— threads #[ 🕷️ ] —— [ act 2 ] #[ be enticed karlach.. be very enticed. ]

[spiderwarden]

" MINTHARA, you have yet to give me mine books back... "

"HMMMMM...." She responds but does not hear him, only adjusts her foot as they remain propped on the surface of the table. Leaning back on her chair as interest remains in said boos. Minthara's eyes shift upward to the not-so-innocent blacksmith before she flips another page. "What books? I found these. And what IMMACULATE taste they are. Truly. I did not know that Tiefling tails could be used like that-"

@forgedinfernal

#[ 🕷️ ] —— inquires #forgedinfernal #*INHHHAAAAALLE* #D*AMMON HAS P*RN EVERYONE!!!!!!! ] #[ not a biggie but this boy is so squirmy over it- it's time to be a menace too ] #[ totally NOT jealous that k*arlach has feelings for YOU..YOU!! when I'm sitting right here- me- a gift- perfection.. and she dotes on YOU #[ nope.. *flips page* ... I'm peachy ]

[spiderwarden]

I have a thread where Minthara is literally bull wrestling @infernaliscor

that is all.

#[ 🕷️ ] —— out of character #[ MINTH win ]

[spiderwarden]

lowkey me always talking about how Minthara doesn't share yet as it currently stands she would have a complete meltdown if pressed between @infernaliscor and @menzoberras .

#[ 🕷️ ] —— musings #[ well open relationships and poly couples are different from one another and mechanic wise ] #[ i THINK the latter is accepted under VERY SPECIFIC circumstances. and i think that is both rare and in a case of being a 100% in love #and dedicated ot both parties. ] #infernaliscor #menzoberras

[spiderwarden]

Buries her face into her shoulder and gives her a big old sniff. "Mmmnn. Missed you."

It was rare when Karlach had left Minthara behind, especially since their relationship had turned toward the more intimate aspects. Surprising, all things considered in the details of their first meeting. But she needed the expertise of both Shadowheart and Astarion, and between herself and Lae'zel there was not much room for another. It was no matter there were still matters that Minthara herself had to attend to in terms of the care of her own living area. And so she took the time to do what had been neglected for too long. The fungi within the wooden boxes needed taken care to, between some needed to be transferred and what could be used to eat removed and set aside for the nights meal, the maps that needed markers, her armor that needed cleaning, and the trophies that needed tending. She had her hands full.

So almost did not realize they had returned when she was nearing the end of her tasks, the skull balanced carefully on her palm as she drags a cloth over it's now cleaned surface. Almost. Because she then heard Karlach's heavy steps before her arms scoop the Drow right up, face pressing into her as the Tiefling leans down. Minthara smiles with the turn off her eye back as she leans back into the warming touch that was her love - careful as to not let the skull touch her skin. "Yes, my love?" She pecks her chin, then twists her neck to peck on her cheek. The unoccupied hand shifting up to turn Karlach's chin so she can plant the next kiss upon her lips. The actions a well enough reflection of a matched sentiment, Minthara did not like to be away from Karlach for the very reason of mourning her absence. "Tell me, what adventures have I missed. You did nothing I wouldn't approve of, have you."

@infernaliscor being cute as always in my inbox.

#[ 🕷️ ] —— inquires #infernaliscor #[ you pick the act but also ] #[ MUAH MUAH MUAH MUAHMUAH ]

[spiderwarden]

Fascination is lit within a gaze of red as her hand grazes down a long the horn at the very top of her fanged skull. Watching as those pieces of her jaw move and clatter. Minthara's own head dips with the moving claw that lifts up toward her throat. Her hand shifts from her head to slip down across the horn at her side, breath catching with the excited quickening of her heart. Swallowing deeply as she holds the eye of duk-tak ... A smile teasing her lips as that talon shifts her hair with such excellent control. Yes, she could see it! What magnificence! Sylmae had such control of her form, there was so much potential in her. She could feel it. The Drow would have moved to kiss that talon, to show affection still, in fact her head turns to do just that before the woman transforms back into her mortal form. A pity.

Eyes are lit with affection, with awe, as Sylmae spoke and she is nearly breathless with the sentiment offered in the willing command of the one and only Slayer. Yes, she was not her sister, no she was so much better. So much more regal and worthy of the holy altar of murder that was her inheritance. Sylmae had so much more to her capabilities than Orin ever will.

Minthara steps forward, closing the distance between the duo once more before she hooks her wrist with her fingers. lifting the other woman's hand between them as she dips her head. Intending to finish that gesture of affection as she presses her lips right into the inside of her wrist.

Then red eyes shift upward as her lips brush up along Sylmae's palm the press a kiss on the tips of her fingers. An unspoken gesture that was as much as vow as whispered words of adoration; I am yours, as you are mine.. .Slayer.

𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖙. | @spiderwarden

     the heavy head of the slayer lifted against the drow's gentle touch. ironic how she falls to the curse of enjoying another's presence when she is doomed to eradicate all life forms. yet, she wanted to spare minthara. she desired to rule beside her as they plunged the world into unfiltered chaos. sylmae wanted the other to live long enough to see her sculpt the land as they saw fit. with minthara's help, she can fulfill her father's desires without judgement. the beast cooed. their purr ratted deep within their wretched form and a unfamiliar warmth radiated through her cursed blood. minthara's touch felt as comforting as a dying man's last prayer. even in bhaal's vessel, sylmae had to restrain herself against bathing in the blood of the other. the sweet words and kisses made the slayer's knees weak.

     comfort . . what an odd thing to feel for a heartless killer. a talon slowly extended towards the drow. the slayer was testing their resistance to it's true nature. a claw slowly guided a piece of her white hair behind her purple ear.

( 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒐 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆 . . . 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍 , 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍 , 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍 ! )

     the slayer's gigantic form froze from it's own thoughts. with a step back, sylmae returned to her half-elf appearance. her breath hitched within her lungs, her throbbing heart ached against her ribs. as the bhaalspawn attempted to find the right words, minthara's raspy voice replaced the overbearing urge. my slayer.

     "𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐞𝐬. 𝐢 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐝."

#crookedredemption #act #[ 🕷️ ] —— [ act 3 ] #threads