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rhyaxxyn · 3 months
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writeblr resurrection (mind the gap, i'm still filling the grave back in)
about rhyaxxyn…
❂ my name is rhyannyn (ree--uh--nihn), but i go by rhys or rhyn
❂ she/her
❂ 21. last time i was here, i was totally 19 (maybe?)--and now I can do adult things??
❂ infp/infj - t  |   leo sun... i don't know what that means anymore, but i am ambitious to an awful extent, and creative to the point i feel like i'm dragging ideas around by their throats 24/7
❂ of native american and polish ethnicity. unfortunately i didn't grow up very connected to my native american culture so i don't claim it in my books though i do include aspects here and there (just little things i remember my dad telling me as a kid), but a lot of my polish heritage shines through in my writing.
❂ i work customer service and it drains me--but i love all my coworkers and would do anything for them
❂ i'm pretty sure when i wrote my last writeblr intro i said i love mac and cheese. things have changed for the worse and now i'm very allergic to dairy. tragic, i know.
❂ per usual, my little mentally ill bones give my writing inherent spice
❂ i have a partner (everyone clap), and he has thankfully made me realize how toxic some of the relationships i used to write are :D so many of the couples you may have seen if you've been following me for a while are OUT. but you know what's in? my sweet meow-meow boys. just you wait.
what do i write?
❂ many of my works are religiously inspired or have religious themes. yes i used to be catholic. yes it sucked. now i tear down those systems which took advantage of me in my works.
❂ i still don't write yucky relationship dynamics, especially now that i realized that I DID. but, i do write women who stand up for themselves, i write girls who discover that they deserve kind lovers, and i write men who aren't incompetent when it comes to the women they love. and being queer and dating a queer person, i write healthy wlw, mlm, and nonbinary inclusive relationships.
❂ i love complex characters. i love main characters who do awful, terrible things that are justified by the outcome. I love antagonists who fight against the protagonist because they've only seen the terrible means. and i love haunted characters who are stuck in cycles of evil which they see no way out of.
❂ in the regards of genre, i still only write fantasy. in variations, of course, but i'm a beast of habit
here's what you came for; the WORKS IN PROGRESS >:)
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In the wake of a god being mysteriously killed, the Nameless War has waged between the gods and humanity for fifty-eight years, killing that which is mortal and immortal, and creating constant battles for territory between the divine Creator military and the human Revolutionists. As hope for future peace between the species wanes, the fate of the war lands in unlikely hands.
Pandora, a goddess, the lost creator, nameless and chained to the Earth because of duty, yet still running from her true power.
Quinn, a god, the skijic and Creator High General, desperate for the memories of a life lost and the familiarity of a purple-eyed goddess.
Natia, a girl, heiress to one of the Republic of Valentulus’s most powerful cities, and slave to the Revolutionist Snake General.
Loyalties whither, fear awakens, and stories collide as the Nameless War reaches its tipping point. It is up to Pandora, Quinn, and Natia, each of them sworn against one another, to challenge the boundaries of their duties—and their pasts. The only thing that might change their opposing fates is the truth, letting the past fly free could very well set the darkness loose.
Infinite Tangents rewrites the definition of divinity, the gods of legends remembered and lost no more than a species without a home. The fight between deities and humanity is made equal, and the fate of the universe unsure.
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Billions of years prior to the events of Infinite Tangents, the planet of Kaleis, and the Kaleidoscope Suns' kingdom is in the peak of its power, guarded by her Divine Majesty Heather and her Phantom Suns. However, in the wake of an attack on the Light God's holy temple, they come face to face with the dark, and the reality that the universe will always call for balance.
Now Heather must navigate the dark, the light, and the truth that good, evil, demonic, and divine may not be so easy to define as she led herself to believe.
All empires must fall, but how much of herself must Heather lose in the process?
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Aita Hunt is a ruinsome, good for nothing orphan. With no one to rely on in Requiem, one of twelve glass Orbises launched into Earth's orbit in the wake of its enigmatic destruction, Aita suddenly finds herself fallen into a world of politics, deception, and magic which has little to no patience for a girl who is changing the world by mistake. Bound to love the man who abandoned her; bound to kill the woman with enough money to buy Aita's assassination--she must be scrappy, and quick-witted, and foolish enough to take any handouts offered to her.
Even those given by her makeshift god and Teller of the Requiem.
Aita has never known her odds to be fair, never known a kind touch since her mother drifted into her eternal sleep, but even if it is a dangerous, powerful man granting her a chance to survive, she'll take it.
And if she must be more ruinsome than her divine masters can take, Aita will learn to pray for forgiveness.
(applause here)
if you've made it this far and would like to watch me struggle and scream into the void and hopefully finish these projects, i'd really love a reblog/comment/follow so i can reach out and follow back. seeing others write and pursue their passions pushes me to pursue my own. plus, i love having new writer friends who enjoy void-screaming too.
well then friends, that's it... sort of. i have plenty more ideas to spout at you all but these works will be my main focus. unfortunately for those of you who followed me in the ancient days and are now watching me claw out of a grave like a disgruntled corpse, i will have to pull a bit of content for Infinite Tangents and the world of The Natural Orders in general. for good reason though, as i've started researching literary agents in the hopes of publishing the first book! yayyyy :')
all of this is very daunting, and horrifying, and so much as looking at my list of agents makes me feel like i wanna throw up--but i do remember and am so thankful for the support of everyone who i so much as came across on the writeblr community. without y'all i wouldn't even be trying, so thank you.
to anyone who does remember me, welcome back to my page and sorry for the metaphorical dust. things will get clean i promise. and to anyone new, intrigued, or even skeptical about the crazy things i come up with, please feel free to follow or question me. though, i don't promise the answers will make much sense either.
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magici-if · 11 months
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Magici: Worldstar is a contemporary fantasy romantic drama, a first part to the Magici series.
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A flyer falls at your feet.
Ever wanted to become the best mage in the world? Ever wanted to become famous while at it?
Well, according to this flyer, by applying for this magic academy-turned-talent show, you can.
A chance to develop your magic affinities, get a free higher education from a renowned academy, meet people from all over the world, possibly win 300 000 kubos (not sure about the conversion rates but that's a lot of money), AND become mindblowingly famous while at it?
Sign-me-up.
Friends, mentors, rivals, lovers? In the end, the top only has space for one.
Will you be the one standing there?
But more importantly, what will you do to get there?
Find out in the next season of Magici: Worldstar, applications open starting NOW.
Magici: Worldstar - Where dreams become Magic. A Spellbound Entertainment© Production
reblogs/asks are crazy appreciated
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macabremoons · 10 months
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"being a writer means typing illegal things into google--" i just looked up parent aesthetic on pinterest.
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quinnharperwrites · 10 months
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Forcing myself to introduce my WIP soon 👀👀👀👀
keep an eye out!!! I hope you guys like it <33333
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mashuheartwrites · 10 months
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wip: a batch of bad luck
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["Why do you hate me so much? I've done everything for you."
The words rang in my ears, and through the house over the pots and pans through the kitchen. Fleeing out of the backyard for anyone to catch and hear, jeer about how bad we were and what a disgrace we were. She had done everything for me.
She gave me life which was and is something I could never give myself, and she chose to keep me which I cannot say I'm happy about. She did all those things and that had to mean something. I was supposed to be grateful for the roof over my head and the food in my stomach and the air in my lungs but my body could not muster up that feeling.
Not when I looked at someone so broken they needed to pass it on, she needed to pass it on because it was too heavy to carry it herself.
"He is your heart, your soul, your mind and your everything. You would die for him, and you have over and over leaving me here," The word came out as a sob. "Alone." And that echoed too but not as far or as wide. Just bounced between us.
"Why are you so jealous of him? It's like..." She paused looking for words to spit out. "You want to be him so bad?”
I truly wanted to laugh. She understood me, but refused the reality of being understanding. It meant she would have to face a lifetime of her wrongdoings and that was worse. Worse than being what I need.
The fight left my shoulders, seeped out through my spine and into the ground. So my voice grew weary all of a sudden, too heavy to push out. I wanted her to know the truth and that meant waiting until she leaked out her venom to say: "I wanted to be your child."]
“I wanted to be your child, really is all.”
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char-writes · 2 years
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Used to be trickster-writes! I was gone for a bit but there are new exciting things I have to share, and I hope you're still here to be excited with me!
Some quick (re) introductory facts:
You can call me Char!
She/her, 26, teacher
Fandom-wise (because, after all, this is still tumblr): I'm incredibly into things like The Witcher and Bungou Stray Dogs-- two vastly different things, but still fascinating in their own rights
I write fantasy and sapphic stories, stories that focus on characters struggling with their past traumas. I often use themes of betrayal, found family, trust, and discovering one's identity.
I'd love to get involved in the writeblr community! Ask me about your wips and tell me about yours! Tag me in things about your characters! Share your writing games! You will never bother me by sending asks or tagging me!
I've been spending a ton of times at Barnes and Nobles, and I have been adding so many books to my to-be-read, so I'm always down to chat about whichever one I've picked up next!
Tags I intend to use: #char writes, #char-writes, #char reads, #char rambles
Currently Writing: Dandelion, Dandelion (click for WIP post) Dandelion, Dandelion is a fantasy following a young nobleman's daughter on her runaway journey into a conflict of mad mages and devil's bargains. Accompanied by an immortal, a bird-shifter, and a strange girl knowledgeable of all things magic, Cylindra defies the rumors of what happens to runaway girls. First in a duology, join Cylindra, Elysia, Faye, and Oleander as they face off against the Rowan the King's Mage. This work explores different forms of freedom and captivity, themes of discovering one's own purpose, and finding the power to recover from past traumas. STATUS: Completed manuscript, undergoing first round of beta reading. 79k words.
Currently Reading: The Wild Geese by Mori Ogai.
Send asks about any of the above! And let me know if you wish to be on the tag list for my work once I start posting about it!
Please share this post so I can start sharing my stuff with you!
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It took me half a year, but:
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[ID: A screenshot of Scrivener, which is open to a document reading, "The gods last warred one and a half millennia ago. They fought when death died, before a new one rose to take their place. They fought when she came, for she was a different death, different from them and the one they had known. They fought when she stayed, for she was kind, and she knew she was inevitable." /end ID]
I've done it! I have started an actual Scrivener project for One of Copper, and it has words! 59 of them to be exact. They are as follows:
The gods last warred one and a half millennia ago. They fought when death died, before a new one rose to take their place. They fought when she came, for she was a different death, different from them and the one they had known. They fought when she stayed, for she was kind, and she knew she was inevitable.
The date on the post I made for finishing draft 0 is March 10, 2022. As of writing this it is September 25, 2022. Took me 6 months. But that's alright.
Here's the taglist, for the first time since march! Ask me to be added or taken off! @thelaughingstag @void-fireworks @ihaveneverhadaclue @sagasofazeria @gr3y-heron @athenswrites
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daisywords · 1 year
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shrunkupthejams · 2 years
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before i get into introducing the casts of my wips, i'm going to make wip intros, with my own spin on the series: WIP Intro but I have too much ADHD for this Edition
because i really do have too much adhd to neatly, coherently, AND concisely explain any of my wips. plus it's more fun this way. (it's all about the fun, that deciding factor.)
each intro covers 3 areas: explanation of the title, synopsis/a bit about the wip, and playlists related to the wip (as i have MANY).
once i'm through that i set about making basic introductions for each wip's cast!!
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shay-creates · 7 months
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Dread Secrets WIP Intro
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Behold! A somewhat coherent explanation and run down of Dread Secrets! Is it readable and easy to follow? Perhaps. Probably not.
Character introductions (coming soon)
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grimmzin · 1 year
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The second story of Are You my Child is going be about MC(You) waking up inside of a child's body who is supposed to have died in a book you were reading before you pass.
But something isn't right & neither is the storyline. The only person knows about you being the fake child is the father.
But after some votes, I wanna put this one on hold & work on the mother story since it gotten more votes than this one.
It'll be like Are You my Child 2 or something
Anyways, here's a picture of the father
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devourable · 6 months
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masterlist ! long post under cut. anything without links is unfinished. nsfw content marked in red
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{ boy yanderes }
yandere church boy (⛪️ abraham atkins)
intro fic • pinboard
hcs / asks :
sfw hcs 1 . sfw hcs 2 . nsfw hcs . darling w different religion . equally religious darling . darling from large family .
fics, drabbles, etc :
prayer session - private service - genesis 9:6 - divine sin [ocxoc ; by darling--core] - kinktober; overstim [ocxoc ; by darling--core] - my angel {wip, coming soon!}
yandere hacker (🖥️ gene eliades)
intro fic • pinboard
hcs and asks :
gene x camslut darling
fics, drabbles, etc :
coding lesson - kinktober; cockwarming [ocxoc ; by darling--core]
yandere prodigy (🪶 sterling cygnus)
intro fic • pinboard
hcs and asks :
ask dump . what if darling left school? . college parties . handmade birthday present . overheard confession . positive reinforcement darling
fics, drabbles, etc :
field trip - i like you {wip, coming soon!}
aus :
professor cygnus (older!au)
yandere best friends (tobias lovell & sebastian lee ; 🍀 the neighbors)
intro fic • pinboard
hcs and asks :
nsfw hcs - shy voyeur darling (wip, coming soon!)
yandere delinquents (mattias c., judas j., dominic g., aaron d. ; 🚬 the delinquents)
intro fic • pinboard
hcs and asks :
how did they meet? . nsfw headcanons . sick darling . dom reader . darling’s birthday . asexual darling . oral fixation darling
yandere monster (🌲 mykolas)
intro fic • pinboard
hcs and asks :
sfw headcanons . how does he mate with his darling?
fics, drabbles, etc :
break time
yandere cheerleader (📣 orion knight) — wip
intro fic • pinboard
yandere idol (🎤 ivan armani) — wip
intro fic • pinboard
the huntsman (🪓 gareth sharpe) — wip
intro fic • pinboard
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{ girl yanderes }
yandere gym bunny (💪 valentina everett)
intro fic • pinboard
hcs and asks :
wedding headcanons
fics, drabbles, etc :
wlw comfort drabble - making a scene
yandere princess (👑 althea chrysostomides)
intro fic • pinboard
yandere mermaids (kallisto, tomila, lyonesse ; 🪸 the mermaids)
intro fic • pinboard
hcs and asks :
what gifts do they like? . sfw headcanons . what if darling wants a family?
fics, drabbles, etc :
mating season (wip, coming soon!)
yandere farmer (🌾 linden bell) — wip
intro fic • pinboard
the coven (wip)
intro fic • pinboard
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{ nonbinary yanderes }
the butcher (🥩 rhodes williams)
intro fic • pinboard
hcs and asks :
vulture culture darling . nsfw headcanons . fiesty/protective darling
fics, drabbles, etc :
better days - helpless - make me bleed
the stalker (💌 vega leers) — wip
intro fic • pinboard
the alt kids (faust m., delta c., anton f., ; 🕷️ the alt kids)
intro fic • pinboard
hcs and asks :
nsfw hcs
the demon (🩸 melchior) — wip
intro fic • pinboard
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[ poly yanderes ]
the parents (angel & bianca moreno ; 🧸 the parents) — wip
intro fic • pinboard
the villains — wip
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{ misc / multi oc posts }
your first time p1
your first time p2 (coming soon!)
date night w abe / delinquents
flirty darling x sterling and rhodes
yanderes x single parent darling
yanderes x cuddle drunk darling (wip, coming soon!)
yanderes / darlings and cuddles
poly yanderes x biased darling
yandere terms of endearment
abe, tina, and rhodes x chronically ill darling
how do they feel about other yanderes?
who does/doesn’t want kids?
rhodes x darling x abraham, part 2
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albatris · 4 months
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Since it's come to my attention a lot of folks don't know ATDAO....... here's an intro post :3c
All the Doors are Open! A funky lil sci-fi-ish, fantasy-ish, horror-ish tale about some South Australian kids going about their daily lives... oh, and also reality is collapsing and cracks between universes called Ports are appearing, letting otherworldly energy leak through and wreak havoc.
Four plotlines intertwine into one big stupid plotline, n the key players are as follows:
Tris Greer, panic attack in human form, who just witnessed a freak car accident that somehow caused his older brother to blip out of existence. The relevant authorities prove supremely unhelpful, so he takes it upon himself to find the truth and bring his brother home, even if it means a daring trip into an unstable air bubble between dimensions - a task easier said than done when he’s anxious enough just leaving the house.
Yun Sung-won, edgy intimidating badass hiding nooo insecurities or trauma whatsoever, who can suddenly bend and break the reality around her the same way Ports do. The shiny new destructive powers might be kinda cool - if the crack in reality inside her wasn’t chaotically deteriorating... and if she didn’t work for the Department of Interdimensional Instabilities, whose whole shtick is eliminating dangerous interdimensional energies.
Shara Aleng, conspiracy enthusiast and amateur paranormal investigator, who's new in town and on a mission. She's been able to see cracks in reality no one else notices since she was a kid, and, armed with just a handheld radio, she's mapping interdimensional fault lines and hunting down the source of the apocalypse.
Kai Lancaster, peddler of haunted antiques and mender of cracks in reality, who went to investigate an abandoned house for an hour and emerged to find seven years had passed. They're now grappling with the emotional and social repercussions of their trip out of time, having been tossed into a life that's moved on without them. And how can they try and re-enter their family's lives when their family has spent seven years grieving them and fighting to get back to any sense of normality?
Anyway. It's a cheesy power of friendship story about the human capacity for kindness and connection! It’s also full of horrifying things that will make your skin crawl <3 We got existential horror, we got body horror, we got cosmic horror... we got love and courage and joy in the face of despair! Also, we got mentally ill heroes, including one with psychosis and one with a dissociative disorder, whose experiences are never demonised or used as cheap plot twists :3
Here is the them:
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I'm not posting much about it at the moment but it's my longest-standing WIP and very close to my heart :D I've been working on some version of it since I was 16! Lemme know at any time if you wanna be added to the tag list~ I can't guarantee I'll work on it soon but I CAN guarantee I'll work on it sometime!
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minamaybe · 9 days
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writeblr intro!
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hello everyone, i'm mina! i'm back on writeblr after a long break, and would love to connect with some fellow writers to discuss wips and writing and all our interests <3
some info on me below!
mina, the person
howdy, my name is mina, i use the pronouns she/her, i'm in my late twenties and from austria
i am currently pursuing a degree in education, and am working full time, so i don't have as much time to spend on writing as i'd like, but what can ya do
my favourite genres to read (and write) are fantasy, sci-fi, and historical fiction; but really, i'll read anything that sounds interesting!
my interests outside of books are a little all over the place lol, and include musicals, horses, linguistics, and formula 1. if any of that vibes with you let's be friends pls!
mina, the writer
i am currently in the worldbuilding + plotting phase of a fantasy wip! it's basically all my fave tropes thrown into a blender: flawed prophecies, questions of identity, religious and political tensions, wholesome romance despite it all. proper intro post for it coming soon!
i also plan on participating in a young storyteller contest this summer - for that, i am drafting a novella about grief and resurrection. (basically: what happens when you don't let the dead be dead in peace?)
when time allows i also write reviews of the books/shows i've watched! and i'm working on a podcast on media literacy with a friend of mine.
all ask games, tag games, and chatting in general are welcome anytime!
thank you so much for reading! i'd love to make some writer friends, so it would help a lot if people would interact with this post <3 can't wait to meet and read y'all soon!
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moariin · 4 months
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writeblr (re)introduction
hey hello again! i'm reni, 26, she/her, and i write sff fiction, more on the horror and mystery side. part of the wtw family. i've been around writeblr for ages and it feels like i never left.
if you're a sff writer or is writing horror in general, i love to be friends and chat!
all my socials is on my carrd, i also have spotify.
MAIN WIP !
a memory to hunger ; crime fantasy, koschei inspired retelling (formerly known as these hungry dogs)
a memory thief and coroner partake on a dangerous mission to solve the case behind the bodies disappearing from the morgue. what they find in the dark leads them to the truth of their erased past. wip tag // intro post
OTHER WIPS !
the killings of dreadful things ; novella, dark academia fantasy
when amalia sopko returns to the campus after her years of wanderlust, she is captivated by the idea of the afterlife and morality by a chemist. welding grief as her weapon, she forms a covenant to pursue knowledge of reconstructing life. wip tag // intro post
nothing gold can stay ; standalone, iphiloche retelling
iphiloche being gifted to son of menelaus as a bride is only the beginning. desperate to survive, she learns to navigate the strife caused by house atreus only to realize she shelters a different kind of curse. wip tag // intro post coming soon
SOME BACKBURNER WIPS !
some of you may remember i have other wips a while back but have been shelved or not writing them anymore. here's a few of the wips. heir of the alchemist (gothic fantasy); wicked 7 (industrial fantasy, eldritch horror) ; smiling ghost's favor (standalone, redacted chinese retelling)
tagging some friends @sourrcandy @seasteading @serpentarii @helioselene @ikilledmyocs
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y-rhywbeth2 · 5 months
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Gods and Clergy: Myrkul
Link: Disclaimer regarding D&D "canon" & Index [tldr: D&D lore is a giant conflicting mess. Larian's lore is also a conflicting mess. You learn to take what you want and leave the rest]
Religion | Gods | Shar | Selûne | Bhaal #1 | Bhaal #2 | Mystra | Jergal | Bane #1 | Bane #2 | Bane #3 | Myrkul | Lathander | Kelemvor | Tyr | Helm | Ilmater | Mielikki | Oghma | Gond | Tempus | Silvanus | Talos | Umberlee | Corellon | Moradin | Yondalla | Garl Glittergold | Eilistraee | Lolth | Laduguer | Gruumsh | Bahamut | Tiamat | Amodeus | The rest of the Faerûnian Pantheon --WIP
Now this is what I call a proper death cult. Now that I'm pretty sure I have all information on this asshole, here's Myrkul to finish off the Dead Three - He offers free hugs sometimes. Do not accept one.
Intro: We have too many death gods in this setting.
Clergy: Stuff like kindness is for the people who are currently dead, to hell with everybody who's alive.
Gray Ones: I know clerics usually make better necromancers than wizards who specialise in it, but come on.
Myrkul: Bane's got issues, but I think Myrkul might actually be the most effective villain here.
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"Know me and fear me. My embrace is for all and is patient but sure. The dead can always find you. My hand is everywhere - there is no door I cannot pass, nor guardian who can withstand me." - Myrkul's dogma
"Make certain daily that all fear the Lord of Bones—who cannot be evaded, hidden from, or shut out. For the dead are his subjects, and the slide into death his pleasure and his dominion. Speak daily to all you meet of the Doombringers to come and Doombringers past— those moved by Myrkul to bring death, delivering souls to the one who shall have them all in the end, the mighty and the low-born, the cloaked in proud Art and the barely able to speak. Silently remind folk of death by your garb, the skulls you carry, and the finger bones you trail behind you as you travel. You fear nothing, or to harm you is to die." - more dogma
Myrkul's dogma that has caused a lot of confusion.
"Myrkul was the god of the dead, as opposed to the god of death [the instance of death and the transition between [life and death]], which was the province of Bhaal."
Bhaal is the god of death with a focus specifically on the moment life ends, he doesn't care about the before or after, only the moment of death. Myrkul was the god of those who have already died, shuffled off their mortal coil and joined the choir invisible - he's just a sadist about it and wants you to be aware of your mortality while you're still alive, and also enjoys it when you die. Kelemvor actually holds dominion over the dead at the moment, but I'll get back to him.
Myrkul is very keen to be feared; to remind the living that their time alive is finite, and once Bhaal ends that fleeting life then they will be in Myrkul's kingdom.
His divine portfolio includes aging, exhaustion, decay, the hours of dusk and the autumn months - things that remind mortals of the entropy looming over them throughout their every living moment, bringing you one step closer to his kingdom. Another portfolio of his is parasites: the hidden thing inside you, sucking your life away. It's so important to Myrkul that you remember that you are ageing. You are always dying, slowly.
To this effect he really enjoys crashing funerals, manifesting in front of the grief stricken funeral goers to remind them that one day they'll die too! He'll also drop by at night and visit you in your nightmares, for the same reason.
He lost rulership of the dead when slain in the Time of Troubles by Midnight (soon to be Mystra), and the portfolio eventually passed to Cyric and later to Kelemvor.
Now that Myrkul has returned, Kelemvor remains god of the dead, but Myrkul maintains his older domains. He is the god of the slow march of life into death, with all the aspects mentioned.
He's also the most sadistic asshole, but I'll talk about that further in.
Temples of Myrkul begin with a mausoleum built above ground (as big as possible and decorated with the most intimidating statuary the builders can think of), which extend into necropolis underground, which are guarded by undead. The temples are often filled/covered in smoke from the crematoriums inside. The walls are decorated with images and statues of people of all genders, races and ages depicted in various forms of death and stages of decay.
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Myrkul and his worshippers, known as "the Anointed" are and always have been extremely unpopular. He receives offerings at funerals, but nobody particularly wants to worship him, and those that do are regarded with fear and the subject of rumour and horror stories.
His few priests come from people of a morbid bent, who enjoy the fear and the tales of how they can sicken and kill others through a mere touch, or that those who offend them in any way will die - and that all Anointed will know when one of their own has been killed, and by who. Anointed don't actually kill anyone as a rule, that's a job for Bhaalists, but they do make a special exception for people who pretend to be one of them in order to exploit their intimidating reputation. Such people die in spectacular, public fashion - as painfully as possible.
They also make an exception for law keepers and others in positions of power who try to oppress the study and practitioners of necromancy, although finding non-lethal means of making these people change their ways is common enough.
Myrkul's followers are to speak as little as possible, and when they do speak they speak as softly as they can while being as laconic as they're able. "It is poor form among the Anointed to show emotion when one can instead speak coldly and flatly, and maintain apparent calm."
At this point, people are so desperate to stay away from them that a Myrkulite can flat out just walk into your house and take whatever the hell they want. You like being alive and look forward to a happy afterlife and are not going to stop them. Many Myrkulites get extremely rich this way, and Old Lord Skull himself doesn't seem to care.
When in public they Anointed always wear skull half-masks, coating every inch of exposed flesh on their body with ash. They also carry human skulls with them - due to the skulls, they've often known as the "Grinning Anointed". While at the temple, or on ceremony, they wear full body, deep hooded black robes, tied around the waist with a white sash, and forgo shoes in favour of being bare foot.
Their entire job, as far as the living go, is basically to torment people and remind them that their life is ultimately pointless and that they're going to die.
While they're absolute monsters towards living beings. whom they and their god abhor, the Anointed typically hold those who are dead in reverence. Resurrecting the dead is a blasphemous act forbidden by the faith, and Myrkul only rarely permits it in exceptional circumstances (although a technical loophole exists in that you can get a priest of a different god to bring back a dead person for you.)
Other, less sadistic, duties include carrying out funerals and seeking out and burying the lost dead. They seek to make the dying comfortable in their last moments, and help them get their last affairs in order - a duty that they now, presumably, share with Kelemvorites. Myrkulites will typically go out of their way to make sure that the last wills and testaments (and similar) have reaching effects after a person's death, so that they may hold influence on the living from beyond the grave. Another thing they share with Kelemvorites is that they personally do not view death as unnatural or something to run from. Where they differ is that Kelemvor teaches the living not to live in fear of death, while Myrkul wants mortals in constant dread.
Myrkul's priests are often blessed with a high tolerance for disease, which makes them particularly useful for disposing of the bodies of plague victims.
Myrkulites often have a special reverence for necromancy, again due to its ability to allow the dead to affect the living. They call it "the sacred hand that reaches from the grave."
They are also charged with spreading tale of those the faith reveres as "Doombringers" - those driven to avenge the dead; friends, lovers, mentors and other loved ones sent or driven into death one way or another by the actions of their target/s.
A Myrkulite can be hired as a doombringer, the cost of which is sometimes called a "skull fee", however they will not work for the still-living. They can only be hired on behalf of the dead, or in advance of one's death.
Myrkulites should not expect much of a social life outside of the other Anointed, and most will leave wherever they were raised and/or lived, as their communities certainly wouldn't appreciate having a Myrkulite in their midst.
The clergy contains many titles, each conferring a specific necromantic spell taught or priestly duty (most of which are not actually described). Once these were in rank, however in recent times the hierarchy has become a loose grouping by age and experience into Initiates, Lesser Anointed, Anointed and Higher Anointed. Myrkul did away with the concept of high priests after certain incidents involving a rebellion against him.
The titles used to be: Daring One, Night Walker, Bone Talker, Shroud Wearer, Crypt Carver, Bone Dancer, Ritual Consecrator, Undead Master, Withering Lord, Deathbringer and Elder Doom (the later of whom have influence beyond a single temple or settlement).
Bone Dancers perform ritualistic dances that animate the dead as guardians of a site. Ritual Consecrators are basically the clergy's craftsmen, responsible for dedicating the altars, making the scythes and preparing the materials for magic. Withering Lords use magic that causes living flesh to wither and die, and Deathbringers can cause you to drop dead by pointing at you.
Anointed greet their equals and juniors as "Death [Surname]" and their senior clergy as "Most Holy Death [Surname]."
Lower ranks owe little in the way of reverence to their seniors, aside from obeying reasonable instructions and offering aid, money, food or shelter when the moment calls for it. The senior clergy should not be living off of the backs of the lower ranks, and if they attempt to abuse their power then the junior clergy are free to defy them.
Initiates to the faith are taken into the crypts, to meet the corpse of a former high-ranking priest. There, the ritual spell speak with dead is used to allow Myrkul to address the initiate personally, imparting his dogma upon them.
Myrkul is known to visit his favoured followers to give them a hug. Said hug is full of necromantic magic and is highly likely to kill you. If it doesn't you will be horrifically withered and traumatised for life, but Myrkulites consider survivors to be blessed.
When Cyric took over as god of the dead, unlike their Bhaalist and Banite counterparts who had schisms and purges over it, the Anointed simply carried on as usual. Their complete indifference was about as close to enthusiasm as Myrkulites get. While many were just as indifferent when Cyric was replaced by Kelemvor, he proved to be a bit more controversial, due to the ban on necromancy.
Myrkul is worshipped at dusk every day during a ritual named the Dusking. Grave dirt, or the bones and ash of the cremated, are offered to a black altar decorated with bones. Above the altar a human skull is enchanted so that it floats and glows dimly. The purpose of the daily ritual is to remember that death follows closely behind all living creatures, and those who don't chose Myrkul as a patron deity are encouraged to give their own offerings. The begining and ending of the ritual is marked by the toll of a bell (a deep, reverberating one, not a high note). Each time an offering is made the bell is tolled again. Particularly devout Myrkulites will hold a personal prayer at any time during the hours of darkness that night.
There is only one holy day, held during the Feast of the Moon when everybody honours the dead. Myrkulites call it "the day the dead are most with us." It's believed by them that the dead walk the world as ghosts to seek their loved ones, enemies and descendants - either to observe or to pass on messages. They celebrate the dead with chants, prayers and hyms and end the day with a ritual called the Flagons of the Fallen, where they set glasses of wine on fire with magic to grant the spirits a momentary respite from their "eternal chill."
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The priests that dedicate themselves to Myrkul alone amongst the gods are the Grey Ones (also known by the nickname, "fingerbones")
Grey ones are master necromancers, and can command far larger hordes than normal. They are also masters of lore regarding undeath, all forms of undead and the outer planes and the fate of souls.
They're resistant to any spell effects that cause death
They do not display any negative effects of any diseases or parasites they may be hosting, although they can still contract them. For example, an Anointed could visibly have leprosy, and it will kill them, but they won't feel it or be bothered by it until it actually kills them.
They can magically put themselves into a state where they appear to be dead to onlookers.
They can summon Deaths to serve them - grim reaper looking undead who serve Myrkul.
They can wither living flesh at a touch.
Once a tenday they have access to a unique spell called the Hand of Myrkul, this wreathes their hand in flame. If they touch a living creature with this hand, then the victim must make a successful roll or they will die. If the target dies, the Gray One must also make that same roll, or be slain themselves.
They can stagnate water and create or worsen structural weak points in inanimate matter.
They can turn wounds and injuries necrotic.
They have a unique version of the spell finger of death where the priest points a finger bone at the target, says the incantation and if the damage caused kills the target then they can't be resurrected. If they don't die, then the Myrkulite can perform a ritual involving holy water that will turn them into a living zombie under their command.
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Myrkul himself is a Neutral Evil deity and his domain is in the Lower Planes on the Grey Waste of Hades. Born Myrkul Bey al-Kursi, a talented necromancer and Crown-Prince of a kingdom called Murghom. His kingdom was a vassal state of the ancient empire Mulhorand, and the prince wasn't satisfied with such meagre power. So off he travelled, eventually running into Bhaal and Bane, who were already allied and being compelled to seek out and slay ancient gods due to horrific visions being inflicted on them by the god Jergal. This, of course, is what we call an opportunity for better power, so Myrkul joined them and the three went on to steal divinity from many beings and ended up becoming the Dead Three. He was slain by Midnight, who would become Mystra, in a battle in Waterdeep during the Time of Troubles.
Myrkul's personality is described as cold and malignant, and the god himself is known for his cruel intellect. He never gets angry or raises his voice, only ever speaking in a whisper. Whenever his plans are foiled by mortals he only ever responds with amusement.
Sometimes, just to keep mortals on their toes, he pretends to be kind.
Myrkul's avatar is much like the traditional grim reaper (scythe included), but with four arms, and his face still has some skin - flaking, withered skin covered in lesions and his lips and black and cracking. His sunken eyes "gleam with a cold, evil light." He levitates rather than standing on the ground. His touch is lethally icy, both physically and on a spiritual level. He can also inflict a flesh-eating disease on people though touching them. Regardless of how much damage it inflicts, after being in physical contact with Myrkul, a living being sees all other living beings around them as corpses for a varying period of time. His scythe causes fatigue and weakness in those it touches.
All skeletons and zombies obey him absolutely, regardless of who created them. Much like Bhaal, Myrkul can create any form of undead by touching a corpse, and sapient undead such as mummies and vampires created this way are bound to his will for a single task after which they are fully free willed. He can reduce all undead to dust with a touch, and they cannot harm him in any way.
Myrkul also manifests as a flying human skull with lights in its eye sockets, and can vary in size from normal skull to being six foot tall. He can also manifest as a skeletal arm wielding a scimitar, which has much the same effect as the scythe.
Myrkul can cast any spell except those that create light as a primary effect.
Naturally his divine servants and messengers are undead, and he's been known to unleash armies of the dead on the living.
Various things Myrkul will send to his faithful to show his favour or disfavour include; bats, panthers, hell hounds, nightmares, black roses, jet, obsidian, onyx and corvids. The animals will aid his faithful, if in favour and cause harassment or harm to show his disfavour. They can also be sent to attack his followers' enemies.
His top hits in contribution to the Realms include:
The Wall of the Faithless. Nobody actually asked for the souls of those who cannot be claimed by any of the gods to all be packed together and turned into a mouldy, eternally screaming wall where they will experience agony untold for millennia as their memories and sense of self are slowly eaten away until nothing of them is left. But Myrkul is the gift that keeps on giving, so he gave the Wall to the Realms anyway.
The Spirit Eater Curse: So one of his old Chosen, raised from birth to serve him with blind loyalty, got a girlfriend. Then this girlfriend ended up in aforementioned wall of screaming souls. Said Chosen rebelled in order to rescue his girlfriend, so Myrkul did the only reasonable thing and put him in the Wall (even though this is a breach of divine cosmology) and then took him back out when his personality had been erased and dumped him back on Toril. What was left was a soul eating parasite - a void that feels only hunger and can never be filled, ruining thousands of lives and leaving spiritual desolation wherever it went. Did this have anything to do with being a punishment for the former high priests rebellion? Sort of, but ultimately, not really, no. This was Myrkul's equivalent of Iyachtu Xvim and the Bhaalspawn; as long as the curse exists, a fragment of Myrkul remains in the world and he cannot die.
The Crown of Horns: Originally crafted by Jergal. A circlet made of electrum, with four bone horns at the corners and one large black diamond centred over the brow, radiating necromantic energy. Before the Second Sundering, the crown hosted a portion of Myrkul's essence. The crown has mind-affecting magic that sows discord amongst all in its vicinity who don't worship Myrkul, who it can bind to the yugoloth fiends of the Lower Planes, and its power also drives them to covet the crown. All who wear it have their minds consumed by Myrkul as it slowly turns them into a lich. They usually then start acting as an evil necromancer overlord, raising the dead and trying to take over the nearest city/kingdom/whatever. At their worst, wearers of the crown have been strong enough to challenge Bane's church (although I don't think they've tried).
Myrkul's been keeping the crown teleporting around the world, post Time of Troubles, landing out of reach of meddling Harpers and kept within reach of idiots.
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