#crescent moon's web of chains of moonlight

[ye-anon-fanon]

This song came up in my playlist and tell me: Is this not just Crescent Moon singing to Little Moon/Hyunje?!

I have you strung Strung in my web A candle burning slowly by the bed Shadows tangle like a vine Crawling up the posts within our shrine Right now, you're mine All mine Give in, you're mine All mine I love that you shake When I ravage your skin It's so easy to bite with your hands pinned Shadows dancing on the sheets If you obey, I might give you a treat Right now, you're mine All mine Give in, you're mine All mine You look so good there on your knees Such a good girl child, knows how to please Look at me, look me in the eyes Forget yourself, surrender your mind Right now, you're mine All mine Give in, you're mine All mine

[bowtiedauthor]

Feed me to the Moon

Lunacy be damned

Let my bones be dust, Scattered in a circle of stars, An offering on a silver altar, To the Priestess of the night sky.

Wrap me in your crescent embrace, A cradle for the wandering soul, The Triple Goddess smiles with hidden knowledge, Woven in the web of lunar lore.

Pull me into your lunar tide, A ritual dance of shadows and light, The dark side holds its mysteries, Whispers from the veil between.

I long to be a silent shadow In your wane and wax, To tread softly on the edge of your magic, A traveler in the endless black.

Consume my flesh in your cold pyre, A silent rite beneath your gaze, Where secrets are baptized in moonlight, And old souls find their final phase.

For in your arms, I break free from Earth, Where gravity’s chain can hold no sway, And in your glow, I find the path, To realms beyond the mortal fray.

Feed me to your gibbous gleam, Let me be one with your twilight hymn, A whisper of the Moon’s true face, Hidden in shadows, reborn in grace.

Guide me through the hidden door, The portal to the shadow’s edge, Where every phase brings new beginnings, And souls like mine find where they wed.

Like the Buddha pointing at you, I seek not the finger but the light it reveals, The quiet truth behind your beams, And the infinite, in you, I feel.

-8/30/24

[moon-elves-cult]

In Melven society there are not figures of power, but items of power, and whoever is currently in possession of the item is responsible for the tasks and jobs that come with the item. Each item relates to an unmapped star and the properties of that star’s quintessence.

Candesian Scepter

Owned by: the Admissionary

Currently: Aydan [they/them]

Responsible for the integration of new Melves to society and ensuring the transition is as seamless as possible. The Scepter is used to channel a small amount of direct Candesia quintessence into the jewelry of the new melf to transform it into the melven version of a registry pendant--commonly referred to as an ident--as the presence of the quintessence can be tracked. When the new melf wears the ident, the quintessence will slowly seep under their skin throughout the next few months in order to better help the body process the moonlight they are now being exposed to.

Description: A roughly carved black staff. The top has a large silver crescent moon attached to the staff with layers looking similar to scales. In the center of the crescent is a small oval shaped crystal, lilac in color. It is suspended in place by multiple small strings attached to the crystal and wrapping around the crescent evenly in each direction. At the base of the staff is a spherical crystal of the same color, and below that is a small metal adornment to prevent the base crystal from scratching the ground.

Elementinal Falchion

Owned by: the Tactician

Currently: Unknown

Responsible for the physical protection of all melves, whether that is through direct combat or maintaining the atmospheric bubbles around the cities. The falchion is used to direct quintessence from Elementine and infuse it with the force fields around the cities for extra protection. The Tactician is always a psionipath, as they work with force fields. In the case that the melves had to engage in physical combat, the Tactician would lead in battle strategy and ensure order was maintained and victory achieved. The falchion is the deadliest weapon on the moon, as it is charged by Elementine, the most unstable of the stars. Most would think this would make it an untrustworthy source of protection, especially in regards to the force fields, but in reality the pure power can be controlled.

Description: A wide, flat, single-edged blade similar in design to a machete.The blade itself is pale grey with marbled threads of white spread throughout. A raw crimson crystal is embedded in the metal just above the hilt. The hilt is braided and ends with a small spider web of red

Phosforien Stellarscopes

Owned by: The Physicians Center

The Physicians Center is the healing center and research laboratory in the capital of the moon, responsible for developing treatments for most ailments. The majority of their work involves the quintessence of Phosforien, which is known to work well with DNA. It is also where patients who require longer treatments are transferred to ensure they are closer to their caretakers and remedies. It was found that the most efficient way to channel this quintessence was through the traditional style, stellarscopes. There are around three dozen designed specifically to absorb and bottle the quintessence from Phosforien so it can be used in elixirs and other treatments.

Description: Similar in physical appearance to a golden engraved spyglass, though the lenses are a crystal milky grey. Two dozen are permanently set up on stands in the centers observatory, a constant feed running to keep bottling quintessence without assistance. If more is even needed for any reason, there are more in storage that can be brought out.

Marqueseire Forge

Owned by: the Mechanic Guild

Unlike the others, this is a place located in the farther reaches of Melven society. The forge is where the blacksmiths in the guild combine the quintessence from Marqueseire into the basic materials used in building and technology. This mainly includes basic metals and crystals, breaking down their basic cellular structure and making it more effective based on what it’s needed for.

Description: The majority of this building is underground in the base of a crater, the building made of a matte golden-brown color. The interior is kept matte to prevent the intense light of the forge from reflecting off every available surface. The actual forge takes up an entire wall, with various openings of different sizes for various sized projects. While it cannot be seen from inside, a tunnel dug straight down from the top of the forge to the surface is lined with dark crystal, allowing the quintessence from marqueseire to reflect into the flames and be worked into the various materials.

Lucillantien Cryoglass

Owned by: the Lych

Currently: Unknown

The cryoglass is used during melven plantings, which are always officiated by the Lych. As on Earth, death is a rare occurrence, but in the event someone does die, their idents (if it can be recovered) will be buried in the ground along with a small seed. Idents have a symbiotic relationship with the wearer, and as the quintessence placed in the ident by the Candesian Scepter assimilates into their body, the ident becomes in tune to their minds frequency. When the seed and ident are buried the cryoglass is used to direct a beam of Lucillant’s light onto the ground where they were buried. After a few moments, the seed sprouts, and a curling vine emerges. Instead of being modeled after a melf’s physical and biological appearance, the ident and lucillant quintessence combine to preserve the mental essence of the melf. The vine may be sharp and jagged due to an intense personality, or perhaps when the wind blows a quiet melody may be heard as the leaves rustle. No vine is ever the same, and it is referred to as a cyr (pronounced kai-err). Cyrs are planted in the home of the lost melf, to ensure they aren’t kept apart from the society, sequestered away in a corner of the world no one ever sees. Melves value community, so they keep the memories and cyrs close.

Description: The cryoglass is circular, about the size circle a person could make with their hands, and is strung on a delicate white chain worn around the Lych’s neck. Various colored crystals cut into different facets for a stained-glass-like effect on the inside, the pattern might be described as similar to a dreamcatcher. The center of the cryoglass is rose gold and is the focal point of the quintessence when it’s being cast on the ground.

(Sorry this is so long and also for the formatting I’m on mobile rn!!) hope u liked!!

[snowfallen-nymph]

Lady Amora’lei; LFC

the basics –––

NAME: Amora’lei.

NICKNAME(S): Little One. Nymph. Doll.

TITLE(S): The Dreaming Marionette. Nephelae of Snow. The Weeping Moonwillow.

AGE: Timeless.

BIRTHDAY: February 4th.

RACE: Sin’dorei/Ren'dorei (cross-faction and faction neutral).

GENDER: Female.

MARITAL STATUS: Widowed.

physical appearance –––

HAIR: Tousled curls resemble that of freshly fallen snow, descending as a deluge to her knees, capturing subtle iridescence within moonlight; an opalescent sheen like an aurora. She may choose to don dwarven-styled plaits in an elegant coiffure along her crown with a few that trail down her back, or simply allow the unruly ringlets to fall wildly and free. A constellation of snowflakes are woven into her tresses.

EYES: Mesmerizing and lethargic. Milky and dimly-lit as though she were blind. Dependent on her use of magic, one might note subtle hints of lavender or perriwinkle.

HEIGHT: 5′1″

BUILD: Petite and sylphlike; bearing soft swells of curvature hidden well beneath billowy gossamer fabric.

DISTINGUISHING MARKS: Cool, ghostly pale flesh that is ice-cold to the touch. A natural roseate blush that blooms along the apples of her cheekbones as well as the curves of her physique. Beneath her bashful, somnolent eyes she retained dark, violaceous halos evocative to one that has not slept for days.

COMMON ACCESSORIES: A crescent moon momento decorated in glowing filigree decorates her crown, gently floating just over her forehead, matched with a web of pale blue chains.

Often she can be seen wielding a stave bearing a head reminiscent to a demonic ram’s scull, horns curled along the sides while three candles float atop with cyan flames lit on the wicks and hollowed eye sockets. From the embers a strange enchantment allowed for iridescent snow to fall about her.

Attached to a garter along her right thigh would be a small letter opener with a handle made up of wood from the trees of Eversong.

A final item would often be fluttering clumsily behind her as a large grimoire under a spell. It would hold a plethora of documented dreams which are mostly of her own but as of recently memories she has collected from others as well.

personal –––

PROFESSION: Former Priestess of the Light. Mind Bender(Clairsentient Empath) and Dreamweaver. Her abilities lie in being able to twists one’s emotions/fears and memories against their will, and even haunting and manipulating dreams or nightmares.

HOBBIES: Mourning. Crying. Daydreaming and getting lost in the clouds. Singing her haunting lullabies to mythical beings, plantlife, or to those willing to heed living and deceased. Stargazing and moon-chasing. Dancing gracefully, as a ballerina. Picking flowers and making crowns out of them. Visiting strangers in their dreams; documenting either her own, or the memories of her victims within an old worn grimoire she may be commonly seen with.

LANGUAGES: Thalassian, Orcish, Common.

RESIDENCE: Transient; yet she often can be seen residing in either Crystalsong Forest or Winterspring.

BIRTHPLACE: Quel’Thalas.

PATRON DEITY: As of recently leaning toward Elune.

FEARS: Imbalance, most of all. People she is unfamiliar with, the unknown, her own manifestations/nightmares, losing herself entirely and all control, or falling in love again.

relationships –––

SPOUSE: Deceased.

CHILDREN: None.

PARENTS: Deceased.

SIBLING(S): Having three other siblings which she is estranged from, her twin sister would perhaps be her closest relative; Serein.

OTHER RELATIVES: None.

AQUAINTANCES: Amora has friends that are few and far in between, and prefers to keep all social matters to herself.

PETS: Having found many creatures along her travels, it wasn't uncommon for a different one to be seen with her each moment for they often seem enchanted by her presence. Most common would be a spirit fox kit that she has been known to call 'Ghost'.

traits –––

extvoverted / introverted / in between.

disorganized / organized / in between.

close minded / open-minded / in between.

calm / anxious / in between.

disagreeable / agreeable / in between.

cautious / reckless / in between.

patient / impatient / in between.

outspoken / reserved / in between.

leader / follower / in between.

empathetic / unemphatic / in between.

optimistic / pessimistic / in between.

traditional / modern / in between.

hard-working / lazy / in between.

cultured / un-cultured / in between.

loyal / disloyal / unknown / in between.

faithful / unfaithful / unknown / in between.

additional information –––

SMOKING HABIT: never / rarely / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

DRUGS: never / rarely / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

ALCOHOL: never / rarely /sometimes / frequently / to excess.

Friendships, villains, acquaintances, mentors, and anything in between. I am open to cross-faction/server RP as well since my little lady falls on a neutral plane!  

I very much love darker, psychologically thrilling themes, especially involving good/evil corruption, the rise and descent one one’s mind, and genres that truly make your think, however I am hardly limited to just this alone! Positive, and light-hearted RP works very well for me as well since my little Amora could always use good people in her life! Though as a disclaimer I’d like to state I’d rather avoid any prioritization of romantic RP unless it is something that may naturally occur through long-term development, and even then it shouldn’t be the focus/goal.

what I’m looking for –––

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Overcome with wanderlust, Amora prefers to traverse the more funereal and wintry parts of the world, communing with forlorn spirits to help bring them peace. Physically she can often be found in regions such as Northrend and Winterspring, or other more gloomy parts of the world such as Ghostlands, Duskwood, Swamp of Sorrows, and any other location that harbors spooky woods and/or lush plant life.

If not seen picking flowers, or dancing as whimsically like that of a ballerina, then perhaps she is heard singing her haunting lullabies to the the creatures and phantasmal life of the area she is in at the time.

Amora is a dreamweaver as she is a clairsentient empath. A potential hook here could also mean that she could visit one in their dreams. Being as sensitive and intuitive as she is, some might feel drawn to her surreal and comforting semblance, finding that their past and present woes diminish within her vicinity.

I am open to RPing via Tumblr, but my preference usually lies especially on Discord because of my work schedule and hours! Please do not be shy to message me for the information; I would love to be able to create amazing stories with you and look forward to the possibility!

Please feel free to send my character any inbox questions/prompts anon or otherwise!

More art can be found here.

(( First artwork piece done by Raeoir from DeviantArt. Second and third done by HalChroma from DeviantArt. ))