#feya

[neutron669]

Skye Blue,Feya,Sabina Magic

[shsl-panic-at-the-everywhere]

Old Comics (feat. HashiMada in the second comic)

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[lesless]

This is a very overdue ask, but you drew some art of Lorexis once, does she have any lore? O: I'm weak for a purple tief.

Ahhh!! Of course I’m delighted to share lol :3

In our previous campaign I played a fawn named Feya of Highstone, we were nearing the end of our mission to sail the world & save it but our DM’s career as a comedian in Lithuania took off & he doesn’t have time to lead the group at the moment so my cousin took over as the DM & he’s excellent :3 it’s his first campaign! When he took over we began a dreamscape storyline, all of our characters, Feya included, fell into a magical sleep & awoke as new people entirely with only a faint memory of the life we once had—which is fading fast. Memories of this dream life flooded in, & my character awoke as Lorexis. I usually give all my characters L names lol.

Lorexis retains the skeptical attitude of Feya, but with a lot less patience for her blundering crew, who have devolved into a shoot first ask questions later group. Because her story is the manifestation of this dreamscape, her memories of the past & home are piecemeal, incomplete. The god of this realm has tasked us with usurping a false god who is impersonating him, however Lorexis has the undercurrent of uneasiness that he may not be who he professes to be… after all, we awoke & were standing before a god with little idea of where we came from, where we were, or who we are, only knowing what he tells us. She is the minority in this suspicion, but hesitantly goes along with the missions as it seems like the only way to get answers. Even in this land, she had a deep trust in her companions despite not knowing who they truly are, a trust that was built on countless battles, saves, & adventures in a life she no longer remembers.

The missions are comprised of finding & destroying temples to the false god, places run by seedy impersonators of a once noble, community-serving religion. The emblems they carry are only slightly different than the true emblem, & it can be challenging to pick out the real seals from the false ones. Of course, this leads Lorexis & the group into questionable moral situations--we are, after all, infiltrating, & most often destroying not only the sigils but the temples themselves, places that serve as the heart of these small towns. This only deepens Lorexis' concerns that we are not on the right side, but with 2-3 sigils destroyed, & the continued assistance of the god, we're in too deep to choose another path so she is left with this inner conflict & no real way out, only though.

Lorexis is a Tiefling Warlock, however her powers don't seem to come naturally to her & she often ineffectively falls back on a dagger or quarterstaff during conflicts. Her main motivation is to get through this impossible situation, to stick with her band of idiots because she feels inexplicably bonded to them, & to keep her guard up, preparing for the worst outcome. She doesn't know what is waiting for her at the end, but her gut feeling is that when it all ends she will feel right again, like waiting to wake up from a bad dream (an eerily accurate assessment).

Because of this she is a bit detached from the horrible moral choices she often has to make in these missions, but it still doesn't sit right with her. After all, in a past forgotten life she was a Druid who healed her teammates, diffused tensions, was the champion of her island sent as am ambassador to save the world! She spent her time flippantly dismissing humans as Fey do, drinking any time she had a chance, & making sure there were enough gourds at every celebration (per her fawn culture). Leaving cities burned behind her is antithetical to a core that resonates through the spell of a dreamscape. She takes watch when she can, spending the time she doesn't need to sleep soul searching for an answer that will come when, if, the spell is broken.

[deeiv16]

K & F

[thebrandyaesthetic]

Product Photos

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[zenithalt714]

Decided to do something a little different for artfight this year by making little unique icons for each of my characters. They all turned out pretty great imo so you all get the high quality versions

[murdrdocs]

suggestive content; MDNI

feyd rautha is a vicious man.

he is heartless, ruthless, deemed psychotic by most.

and he is on his knees for you, sitting on his haunches, peering up at you with a copious amount of almost carefully hidden bashfulness beneath his protruding eyebrow bone.

you sit perched on the bed as if it is your throne.

the guest room is cold, creating a rigidness to your bones that even the berating of the reverend mother could not have created. beneath your bum and the layers of your garments, the bed is mostly firm with a certain softness to it, decorated in lavish cloths that you cannot wait to curl up under. but that must be saved for later. for after you have completed your gratefully awarded task.

you've been blessed with the opportunity to make the reverend mother and the bene gesserit proud. you've been blessed with the opportunity to fulfill a prophecy.

your reasoning for being here, in a room that feels more like a void than a sleeping quarters, rushes throughout your body and echoes in your ears along with the blood that dutifully pumps throughout you.

you can't help but wonder where feyd rautha's blood is rushing. from the way he slightly shifts the trousers of his outfit, you take the liberty of assuming that beneath the stiff grey fabric is a much more beneficial stiffness.

both to your own pleasure and the prophecy.

you watch feyd rautha's hand twitch and you reach down to take it in yours, trying not to appear startled at how cold he is, too. instead, you spread your legs, lifting your garments with your free hand, and bringing feyd rautha's hand to your inner thigh.

before arriving to geidi prime, you had been instructed to wear the shorter undergarments for easier access. some of the other lady's suggested even wearing none at all. but the thought seemed entirely too scandalous to even consider for more than a few moments so you let it fade off into the air.

now, watching the same vicious man you'd seen kill three others earlier into the day peel your undergarments off, you're glad that you chose to wear them. because it really is a sight. seeing this feared man, one you fear too, gently slide your undergarments off with a cautiousness that you can only rationally attribute to inexperience.

because once he starts to gain his bearings, the gentleness is gone, faded into the air the same way your previous thoughts were.

he forcibly grips your skin as he forces his head between your thighs. he nips and bites and sucks with a harshness you were foreign to. no one has ever devoured you like he does, and it's something you find yourself enjoying.

you're louder than you've ever been while feyd rautha digs his teeth into your inner thigh, bringing about a thin trickle that glides towards your most sensitive areas. he's quick to clean it up, soothing your burning skin with the comforting warmth from his textured tongue that rids your skin of the red inch by inch. he even goes as far as to kiss the spot after, keeping that heavy stare fixed on your face as he does so.

you've been holding your outer garments along your waist then, but by the time feyd rautha has made you unravel with just his tongue (a muscle that has explored places previously left unknown before you got with him), he rids them from your body.

there is one moment where he's being too rough, and his barbarous hands hold your deep purple dress too tightly, creating a rip that screams throughout the room. it is purely instinct whenever you wind your hand back and bring it down onto his cheek, creating a collision louder than that of the rip of your dress.

and it's that singular moment, where his head is turned, his cheek facing you and starting to bloom a gorgeous red over pale white, that you fear for your life. you fear that the hand to hand combat you had to undergo would actually be useful this once. you fear that you should have used the gom jabbar on him anyway, even if he did pass the test.

but then he turns towards you, and he's grinning, giving you sight of his black stained teeth just before he cements his mouth to yours.

[moonmeg]

They were the biggest part in this realization

[kobikiyama]

Feya Portupeya

[aliengirl]

party night!! what do you all think of their costumes?

And yes! A small apparition of our ex contestants <3

@duusheen @bumblingbunny @plntmlk @sinfulwunders @oaklins @seyvia @akitasimblr @simsinfinitylt @demonicrosebushsims

[shsl-panic-at-the-everywhere]

dnd doodles (i'm making a campaign)

[tojisun]

tojis dick is so good you forget his name mid-fuck :((

[i-like-danmei-ig]

Hi guys!! I'm hosting a dtiys for reaching 700 on twitter and here it is! It's lingyi

Tag your art artworks with (#feya dtiys) if you want to participate and here are the rest of the rules

Here is the pose reference I used and one a made with all the changes to the pose I made

[galacticspaceguy]

Best big brother in the world

[littlefreya]

Wait you also watch anime??? Pls send recommendations I beg 😭😭😭

Even if it’s gory and dark, lemme have it 🤲🏻

I doooo! Most of it is quite old but my faves are:

Cowboy Bebop

Hellsing (anime + manga)

Berserk - manga, one of my favorites ever. But it's VERY dark.

Samurai Champloo

Made in Abyss

Vineland Saga

Serial Experiment Lain

Full metal alchemist

Attack on Titan

:)

[essektheylyss]

I am starting on my noted edits because there aren't too many of them and I'll feel better about moving onto the rest of the draft once they're fixed, but I am laughing at the two things I had to research the history of for whether or not they are old enough to not feel out of place in my fantasy world, which were "briefcase", which, upon review of the line, I just cut, because I really didn't need a point of comparison for 'small metal box', and "statute of limitations", which I did keep mostly for the vibes. This is about a magocracy with absolutely bullshit legal loopholes that are kind of designed to let the mages get away with everything provided they're good at killing other mages. Of course they have a concept of statute of limitations.

But also, these are the two most Capricorn items I possibly could've stumbled upon. I am as always a parody of myself.