#baidar and venat au

[baidar-oroq]

The Night Does Not Belong To God, Interlude: The Dark Which Illuminates The World.

In the latest interlude of The Night Does Not Belong To God, the night comes down like heaven, as the Seat of Discord makes her move against Venat and those she loves, while faraway, another Ancient force stirs.

[shadow-jack]

wait you have an AU of Venat and Y'shtola dating now too or did you mix up Baidar and Y'shtola there for a sec xD

Oh. Oh my. I have really not discussed this much on Tumblr, lol.

In my main AU, Baidar, Venat, and Y'shtola are in a poly relationship. Baidar and Venat are married (informally; technically by law they're not, but you gonna tell those two that?) and Y'shtola's their girlfriend. About halfway through writing my last novel I went, "you know what? I'm treating myself" and made an OT3 :D

[nhaneh]

Who knew Baidar was going to need a supply of AWWWW flags in Elpis?! That was absolutely lovely, it warmed my Venat loving heart.

xD <3

I can see why Baidar would be quite taken by Venat at least in an AU anyway! Kea got much more mom vibes from her obviously, but is also nearly a decade younger being like... 21 or so at this point!

I was this close to doing a hug gpose before leaving Elpis behind.

...Hells you know what, I might just go and do one now before poking at the other thing I was thinking of doing... <.<

[baidar-oroq]

The Alternative Apocalypse: Open Sky

A ship makes its way across the seas from Old Sharlayan, heading for the New World and new adventures there, but the passenger list is not QUITE what it should be. Who is this mysterious passenger?

(This is what I get up to during 48 hour maintenance!)

[baidar-oroq]

The Night Does Not Belong To God, Part 6: "Lost In The Lines Between, The Darkness Found It's Queen."

In the latest part of The Night Does Not Belong To God, Baidar, Venat, and Y'shtola set out from Slitherbough to investigate the strange writing found on the walls of the Qitana Ravel, only to find a greater mystery wrapped in the darkness of the past...Venat's past.

[baidar-oroq]

If you had told me a year ago, when this song became Baidar and Venat’s song, that Sleep Token would be playing sold out shows in big venues across America I wouldn’t have believed you. Yet here we are.

And it’s still them. Always them.

[baidar-oroq]

The Night Does Not Belong To God, part 4: "There Must Have Been Dark Signs, Omens In Your Skies"

Baidar, Venat, and Y'shtola's visit to the First gets off to a rockier start than expected, as a mysterious message in the Greatwood draws their attention, and the past continues to haunt the future.

[baidar-oroq]

The Night Does Not Belong To God, Interlude: Amaurot: Ancient Shackles

In the latest interlude chapter of The Night Does Not Belong To God, the man who would become Azem and Venat share a kiss, a reunion, love turned into a blood sport, and a lullaby of ancient days, as they unwittingly fall into shadows.

[baidar-oroq]

Ianthe Melpomene-Oroq, daughter of the Warrior of Light and the Heart of Hydaelyn, time traveler, mage-warrior supreme. Also very fashionable.

“Ma, we gotta move this time line to you getting your post Flow glow up.”

(As Baidar and Venat’s spouse, damn straight Ianthe is Y’shtola’s daughter too!)

“Don’t call her Lyse don’t call her Lyse don’t call her Lyse!”

“Oh hey Clive.”

“How do you already know my name?”

“Shit you’re from before when me and Dad went to Valisthea.”

“What?”

“Never you mind, handsome.”

[baidar-oroq]

Trying to get back on the writing horse again after taking the holidays off, which is proving difficult for me because of assorted personal reasons.

Two days after I completed and posted the last parts of The Unheavenly Creatures, after all, my father had a stroke, and the second half of 2023 has seen him go through a series of complications and further hospital stays, and I've had to become even more of a caretaker for him than I was before his stroke. When I wrote my first novel, my parents were both in relatively good shape; when I wrote Unheavenly, things were less good, but I still had ample time to sit for a few hours a day and bang out a couple thousand words if inspiration hit.

The Night Does Not Belong To God has not been so lucky. And no, I'm not saying "boy, I wish my dad would feel better so I can get back to writing about my blorbos!" I'd be happy if I could write as much as I could because that means he wouldn't require as much care as he does now, so his health is in a better place. I've accepted that this novel, which is sizing up to be longer than Unheavenly (and we all know how awful I am at estimating word count) is going to be written in fits and starts. But I'm going to keep at it. I like the world I'm creating. I like the mythology of it. I like that I have all of Ancient Etheirys to play with, and I've done some really fun things with it already, and when I pay those off, wow, is it gonna be fun.

And yeah, I like that when I open a document and start writing, Venat's alive again. I've written over 400,000 words about her; the entire 6.0 MSQ is shorter than Unheavenly, and Venat only occupied a small part of it. I like that I've made her, in many ways, mine; I like that I've rather shamelessly turned Baidar into a full on shonen superhero who can fly, because why not? I'm looking at what was shown about Dawntrail and my hindbrain is wondering if I'm gonna have to send Venat and Baidar to check out Solution 9. I have actually figured out how Harvest of Souls ends. I know the last line.

It's just gonna take me a bit to get there.

[baidar-oroq]

The Night Does Not Belong To God, part 2: "We Can Talk Without Talking, From Inside to Inside"

Part two of The Night Does Not Belong To God finds Baidar and Venat making preparations for their departure from Old Sharlayan, paying a visit to Azys Lla to wrap up a few loose ends, and heading to Mor Dhona to meet Y'shtola, as their journey to the First draws closer.

Also Venat gets a bit of a glow up.

No, really.

[baidar-oroq]

The Night Does Not Belong To God, Part 5: "Time Lived Again Just For A Moment, Missing Pieces Find Me."

In this part of The Night Does Not Belong To God, it is a matter of memory, as Venat and Gaia discuss the past of the woman named Loghrif, and Azem warns Baidar of a threat born of Venat's fractured memory, as notes of discord begin to be heard.

[baidar-oroq]

The Night Does Not Belong To God, Part 3: "Out of This World And Into All of You"

The Night Does Not Belong To God continues as Baidar, Venat, and Y'shtola make their way to the First, but, as usual, mystery and memory swirl around them as Baidar meets someone he should know but doesn't, and some of Venat's past begins to be revealed.

[baidar-oroq]

The Way That You Were

We are not young enough to know How to sit and say nothing like we would And you are too tired to control How you look like you feel, like you should

And you think I don’t notice The way that you were And act like you don’t feel it The way that you were And you barely believe it The way that you were

And I am so ready To tear that knife from what once Would have been dead fingers Lying blue against the floor

And you will no longer Stand between collapsing walls Wearing a smile Like you can’t bear it anymore

Come on, tear off the bandage The way that you were And with pain as your language The way that you were Will you show me the damage? The way that you were No, oh

Well, how much did they hurt you? The way that you were And how much did they break you? The way that you were And how far did they take you? The way that you were

You will never be the same No, never, ah You will never be the same No, never, ah You will never be the same No, never, ah Ah, ah, no, ah, ah

(Lyrics: Sleep Token, "The Way That You Were.)

[baidar-oroq]

Just run it back, give me five whole minutes I am thick tar on the inside burning I've got a ghost in the hallway grinning And a heavy head that won't stop turning If my fate is a bad collision And if my mind is an open highway Give me the twilight two-way vision Give me one last ride on a sunset sky lane Call me when you get the chance I can feel the walls around me closing in Just running forwards, a life like wires As I see the past on an empty ceiling I play along with the life signs anyway But hope to god you don't know this feeling Yet in reverse you are all my symmetry A parallel I would lay my life on So if your wings won't find you heaven I will bring it down like an ancient bygone Call me when you have the time I just need to leave this part of me behind Do you remember me when the rain gathers? And do you still believe That nothing else matters? For me It's still the autumn leaves These ancient canopies That we used to lay beneath No, by now The night belongs to you This bough has broken through I must be someone new No, for me (Just run it back, give me five whole minutes I am thick tar on the inside burning) It's still the autumn leaves (I've got a ghost in the hallway grinning And a heavy head that won't stop turning) These ancient canopies (If my fate is a bad collision And if my mind is an open highway) We used to lay beneath (Give me the twilight two-way vision Give me one last ride on a sunset sky lane) (Just running forwards, a life like wires As I see the past on an empty ceiling) The night belongs to you (I play along with the life signs anyway But hope to god you don't know this feeling) This bough has broken through (Yet in reverse you are all my symmetry A parallel I would lay my life on) I must be someone new (So if your wings won't find you heaven I will bring it down like an ancient bygone) The whites of your eyes Turn black in the low light In turning divine We tangle endlessly Like lovers entwined I know for the last time You will not be mine So give me the night, the night, the night

[baidar-oroq]

In a city of ice, there are burning cathedrals Turning the skies into glass And through echoing futures, over buckling sutures That hold shut the wounds of the past

So won't you fall for me? Won't you fall for me? Through a fractured existence, won't you fall for me? Won't you fall for me, from reality? To the rhythm of eternity, won't you fall for me?

My insecurities surround me like lions in the den And I feel like I'm losing touch with what I am again Slowly, I remember why I cannot pretend That I never think of you in all this screaming silence (Oh God, I wish you were here)

So won't you fall for me? Won't you fall for me? Through a fractured existence, won't you fall for me? Won't you fall for me, from reality? To the rhythm of eternity, won't you fall for me? (Oh God, I wish you were here)

Won't you fall for me? Won't you fall for me? With my love as your garden, won't you fall for me? Won't you fall for me, from reality? I am yours in the end, so won't you fall for me?

(Lyrics are from "Fall For Me" by Sleep Token. I did this on Twitter but the way it threads things it lost some of the impact.)