#female npc

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by Viktor Berendeev

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[sea-lanterns]

Oooooh! 💡

Imagine Siren!Reader riding around on the Sumeru crews ship after they've nabbed her, and she all super stressed and worked up because she doesn't trust them yet.

So, in hopes of getting her to settle down, Pirate!Nilou puts on a little show for her (maybe with some members of the crew providing some music for Nilou to groove along to).

Nilou isn’t phased on the slightest when Siren! Reader is hissing and showing off her frills in a threatening manner. If anything, Nilou sees you as a giant, cute, sea puppy who just needs some good girl pets 🥺

Even though Candace has told her that it’s dangerous to go near you right now, Nilou doesn’t listen and just wraps her arms around your neck and snuggles close to you, cooing about how cute you are. Of course, you are too caught off guard by this to do anything, so you just sit there confused while this redhead woman rubs her cheek against you and pats your head.

If you’re still untrusting of the other crew members though, Nilou would definitely put on a little dance show for you! Sirens really, really love musical things, so the tune of Sumerian music is enough to get you entranced and purring, immediately calming down.

Upon seeing how calm you’ve gotten, you get all the good girl pets you want by everyone!

[majorpepperidge]

oh i beheaded alright

[rebornofstars]

hello!! just wondering whether anyone would be interested in a September-based art & writing event focussed on celebrating the female characters in the LU fandom?

i've been thinking about trying to organise something like this for a few months now, but i'm finally speaking up, because this morning i had an idea...

we could call it:

✨Sepfember✨

anyway, if you'd be interested in a september event, let me know!

[merilles]

Narmeleth 🌸💖

[fereldanwench]

dusting off the ol' nomad AU :3

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[v-iv-rusty]

something I really love abt souls games is how every character is so lovingly voice acted. and I don't just mean the main ones but even the ones that 'don't matter' or show up once and then die etc whatever. all of them feel so...idk. unique? charming. none of them feel like their vas just kind of half assed it bc 'well no ones going to care about this guy anyway' they're all so full of character and life

[sleepybun-ny]

redrew a thing from last year (and adjusted some heights) (and also a new pc) (also no beats i don’t…do that)

old one for reference (jesus christ somebody needed to beat my ass ong) (the fucking freckles i’m gonna puke)

[tabletopresources]

spirit of the forest by Alex Tarakanov

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[rubywolf0201]

Me: I play Pokèmon Violet for the plot!

The plot:

[warriordragonart]

Anri of Astora my beloved (+ untrue dark ring)

I went for a shoujo love interest vibe, with the sparkly blue eyes, big eyelashes and anime boy hair, and I wanted them to be so androgynous that the design could be applicable across their male and female versions without making any changes. They’re also a unsure lil guy and I wanted to capture that in their body language and expressions (top left is them smiling at Horace because I love these two’s dynamic so much)

[angelpassing-by]

ᏵꝊ𐌋𐌃𐌄𐌍 𐌔𐌀𐌍𐌃 𐌀𐌍𐌃 ᏵꝊ𐌋𐌃𐌄𐌍 𐌄𐌙𐌄𐌔

Pairing: Jeht x fem!reader Genere: fluff, angst [just a little] Sinopsis: it's the day before your loves goes on a mission with a certain Traveler A/N: I'm screaming, I'm crying, I'm foaming at the mouth. No fics for Jeht?? Now I'm sad. So, I haven't yet completed the whole world quest, but something tells me it will end in heartbreak and I'm SCARED. Sumeru is soo well written i want to scream, aaand Jeht is a lesbian cutie. Obviously I want Jeht for myself, but if I can't have her, please HoYo make Jehtlumi canon.

Marvelous rays of golden sunlight drape over the river's quiet waters, smearing its hue into the tents perched into both of its muddy shores. Lazy spinocrocodiles lay atop of the rocks, their scales glistening of red and ashes. Men and women of the tribe rest too, some beneath the comfort of palm tree shades and others strolling aimlessly. There is a certain tranquility in the air you haven't felt since joining the Tanit, a sort of peace found in the middle of the chaos, the constant uncertainty that dangles over all of your heads.

You can finally see why Jeht likes it here, even though you are both outsiders of some sort; you, more so, being a runaway from Sumeru city. Maybe you are all a big family after all. That thought makes you smile ever so slightly.

Jeht lays at your side, both outside your shared tent, not more than a few scraps of fabric and sturdy wood, with your eyes on the river and, occasionally, on each other. Your lover's golden eyes are as gentle as the setting sun, and so are her lips as she kisses your knuckles.

"Tomorrow I'll set off" she murmurs, still holding your hand between hers.

You know, you've seen the blonde Traveller and her fairy companion, Jeht's precious friend of whom you've heard nothing but honey - sweet praise. Truth be told, those words rarely extend to the flying thing though she quite reminds you of a little sister you once had. You don't really think about those things these days so you shake your thoughts away and bring her hands onto your own mouth, kissing her metal gloved fingers in exchange.

"I know" it's your only response, but on the inside you scream. Why? Aren't I enough for her? That foreigner is surely better, being such a legend. Why is Jeht setting herself up for danger again? Surely she will come home safe, right?

That night you sleep in each other's arms a last time, her body encasing you and her skin, warm and soft, keeping you company throughout the sleepless night. The chilling air pierces through the tent at times and wails as you snuggle closer to Jeht beneath the dusty blanket.

Jeht sometimes mumbles, calling out for something you can't quite make out until the first lights announce the start of another day: "don't... Dad... come... don't go... not there... back". As her words grow in intensity you shake her awake and kiss her good morning while her eyes still try to focus.

After a breakfast made up of dates and Fatteh, you are finally left alone. She fixes a strand of your dark hair behind your ear.

"Don't miss me too much" she murmurs, her forehead against yours.

"I'll just worry sick" Jeht attempts a half smile "be safe."

Now your lips are on her lips and her hands caress the back of your neck with such tenderness that, for a split second, you think you might melt from her touch. That kiss says more than the little words you've managed to spit out. I love you. I know you have to leave, but come back, don't you leave me too. And from her, wait here. Don't risk anything, be safe, be strong for me. I'll come back for you, I promise.

The kiss breaks as a high pitched voice calls for her: "Jeht, we are ready to go!!"; it's the Traveler and her little companion.

You look at her and she looks at you before heading away. She'll come back, you tell yourself but can't help but wonder as every time she ventures away from the tribe.

Is the love of two runaway girls stronger than the desert's deadly embrace?

[ethersierra]

not a lot of women this season... but i am a fan of elizabeth the basketball.

[sisterdivinium]

Another thing (among many) that Warrior Nun gets absolutely right is its cast full of women and how they're treated throughout.

By gifting us with a diverse selection of female characters, each with their own backgrounds, looks, desires, virtues, flaws, we are treated to a wonderful mosaic of what women can be and effectively are. Proud, scared, selfish, hurt, strong, vulnerable, cunning, selfless, determined, evil, good... Each one of them can be individually and duly explored without making it look like a comment on some ideal sort of "Woman", without slipping into stereotype and the usual dullness that many other narratives reserve for their female characters.

By having (many) more than only a single interesting, well-rounded woman, by allowing each of them to be complex and human rather than just a prop for some man or eye candy for a male audience, the world of WN seems to us a lot more like something we can recognise, something truthful, unlike many other stories we've seen before — and that is one hell of a breath of fresh air.

[seafoam-roe]

Come to Bed

Fyrwyb smiled behind her teacup, her eyes watching Urianger from across the table. They were both dressed for bed, taking a few moments to unwind before they retired for the evening. She had already noticed her elezen partner steal a hungry look or two in her direction. It was subtle, but she always recognized the distracted glint in his honey eyes when she saw it.

And there it was again. He looked away quickly, having made eye contact with her. His cheeks flushed lightly and he cleared his throat, turning a page in his book. Fyrwyb placed the cup on its saucer, lowering it down to the table with a soft clink.

The roegadyn took her time to rise from her chair, turning her back to Urianger to stretch. She padded her bare feet over the marble floor and plush fur rug to where Urianger stood. She pulled with her arm around his and stood up on her tiptoes barely to place a kiss on his cheek.

“Come to bed, love. Yer books will still be here in the mornin’,” she said, her voice soft and low. Intimate. Inviting.

Urianger slowly lay his book on the table among the papers and documents.

“Mine heart, I dared to think thee disinclined to ask.”

There was a relief in his voice. He reached his now free hand up to cup her cheek gently, leaning in for a long, eager-to-please kiss.

[dread-red-queen]

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