#oc: eliseya

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do people know there's a lesbian vampire romance option in baldur's gate 2??? do they care?????

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eliseya olent — the wayward wolf; moon elf; fighter/barbarian; true neutral.

the werewolf daughter born to devoted selûnite priests, eliseya was expected to follow in her parents' moonlit footsteps in the service of their goddess. ever impulsive and reckless, eliseya never received her clerical powers however. she left the family home in waterdeep in 1367 DR, and for a time traveled in the grim company of the bhaalspawn arkem. after the bhaalspawn crisis was resolved, eliseya followed the vampire hexxat into hiding, re-emerging almost a hundred years later, alone, weak and powerless, with a strange mind flayer tadpole implanted in her skull.

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i was tagged to do this picrew by @morvaris and @nuclearstorms. thank you, beloveds! <3

arkem (baldur's gate 1&2) | eliseya (baldur's gate 2) dario (baldur's gate 3) | misty (baldur's gate 3)

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also. think eliseya chops all her hair off one particularly shitty night & everyone in camp gets a bit concerned.

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eliseya lets astarion feed from her because in her fucked brain it makes her feel like she’s still somehow connected to hexxat.

it doesn’t work, of course, and kind of makes them both feel really miserable, but there’s an oddly intimate understanding there, anyway - and it’s what eventually helps them become something akin to friends.

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what tragic horror character trope fits your oc?

i was tagged by @jillvalcntines and @devilbrakers to take this quiz for my characters. thank you so much! <3

i am tagging @aartyom, @aelyosos, @arklay, @camelliagwerm, @cultistbase, @druidgroves, @faarkas, @girlbosselrond, @liurnia, @malefiicarum, @morvaris, @nuclearstorms, @reaperkiller, @shadowglens, @steelport, @stormveils & anyone else who would like to do this! <3

that which cannot be known

oh god. how did it come to this? to some extent, you've gone so far past your own idea of "human" that it must be kind of fun, right? maybe. i'm not sure. as an artefact of cosmic horror, you're wild and wacky and colourful and people are probably drawn to that, but you will never let them know you. the mystery intrigues for a while, but it'll wear everyone down. it'll wear you down, too. who are you? do you remember? are you so far gone that you can't go back? and maybe that's the most tragic thing of all- becoming so distorted in your identity, and for so long, that no matter how hard you want to return you can't ever seem to figure it out. but you've learned a vast amount up in the stars, and people will work hard to get to know you. it doesn't matter who you used to be. sometimes, you should just start from scratch: give yourself a name, a birthday. let someone celebrate these things with you.

the werewolf

there's something inside a werewolf that's sharp, thorns and barbs coiling up in tight knots of vine even on their best days. halfway through a conversation, you'll forget your happiness and the pain comes back in a flash. you never meant to, but the sharpness has done harm on your behalf. it's defensive. it's leftover artillery from a battle you spent so long fighting that it still doesn't feel like it's truly over, does it? you want so badly to be soft. to take the hand that you are offered instead of baring your teeth. and it might be hard to believe, but you are soft. you're the softest one out there. it'll just take a while to untangle those vines enough to know that very little is often life-or-death, and not everything touches to hurt.

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Baldur's Gate party banter #1

aka everyone has some serious unresolved parental issues.

Hexxat: Do you miss your family, Eliseya? Eliseya: I… don’t think it matters anymore. Hexxat: No? Eliseya: I can’t go back, whatever my regrets. Hexxat: I understand. (pause) It leaves a mark on a person - losing one’s family. Eliseya: As does remaining with them.

Eliseya: You enjoy killing. Arkem: Was that a question? Eliseya: An observation. (pause) You aren’t scared of losing control? Considering your parentage… Arkem: No. Eliseya: Simple as that? Arkem: It does not need to be complicated. Eliseya: (snort) You should tell that to my parents. Arkem: Perhaps if Selûnites spent less time gawking at the moon and more on speaking with their children, they’d finally realize their foolishness. Eliseya: (laughs)

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i was tagged by @indorilnerevarine​, @aartyom, @nuclearstorms, @morvaris​, @arklay to do this quiz for my ocs, thank you so much beloveds! <3

love as violence

[ love as bloodshed, crimson as a knife slipped between your ribs ] when ocean vuong said "to arrive at love, then, is to arrive through obliteration" and when franz kafka said "you are the knife i turn inside myself; that is love" and when ada limon said "how do you love? like a fist. like a knife" and when richard siken said "sorry about the blood in your mouth. i wish it was mine" 

love as a choice

[ love is beautiful because it's built deliberately ] when casey mcquinston wrote "that's the choice. i love him, with all that, because of all that, on purpose. i love him on purpose" and when jenny slate tweeted "i just want someone to grab my little face and scream on purpose, on purpose i am going to care about you" and when jodi picoult wrote "after fifteen years, love isn't just a feeling. it's a choice" and when the good place said "if soulmates do exist, they're not found they're made"

love as devotion

[ devotion: love, loyalty, or enthusiasm for a person, activity, or cause ] when ruth said to naomi "where you go, i will go, and where you stay, i will stay. your people will be my people, and your God my God" and when hozier sang "i'll be the dreadful need from the devotee that drove [orpheus] underground" and when deathcab for cutie sang "if there's no one beside you when your soul embarks, i will follow you into the dark"

love as religion

[ love as the sole object of your reverence--nothing about you is holy, but maybe your love for another is ] when sappho said "in the crooks of your body i find my religion" and when the cast of les mis sang "to love another person is to see the face of God" and when halsey said "i found God, i found him in a lover" and when katherine philips wrote "to the dull angry world let's prove there's a religion in our love"

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saw a cute picrew floating around and wanted to make my baldur's gate girlies in it <3

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I'm late to the party but AFKOV for Eliseya

nsfw headcanon ask game.

aftercare (what they’re like after sex) she's not particularly chatty after, but she is very cuddly. if her partner is talkative, she'll gladly listen to them while she absentmindedly trails their body or spoons them. with hexxat, it's usually just cuddling in comfortable silence.

favourite position lying 69, spooning and, depending on the partner, face sitting.

kink (one or more of their kinks) biting (both biting and being bitten) and bondage (mostly being the one tied up).

oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc) slight preference for giving, simply because she loves watching her partner fall apart. she's quite confident in her skills, mostly because she's good at reading the small cues of her partners and adjusting accordingly.

volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make) once she gets into it, she's very loud. even when she tries to be quiet, she ends up far too loud. rip to everyone at camp etcetc but unfortunately she's making her sex life everyone's problem. :/

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eliseya 'lesya' olent aka the werewolf oc lore drop!! this is all very rough and prone to change, but. woe, bisexual werewolf be upon ye.

moon elf. tall (around 6ft). salt and pepper hair. barbarian class. she's very warm and fuzzy, cuddling her is a treat.

born and raised in waterdeep.

both parents devoted clerics of selune and from a long line of lycanthropes.

she was instilled with a strong fear of shifting and her wolf form from early childhood so she became extremely diligent about building and maintaining control over it.

a true city girl, she loves the bustle of cities - partly because it helps her stave off the creeping loneliness sometimes threatening to settle in her chest, partly because she just loves getting lost in a mass of people.

like her brother, she was raised to follow in her parents' footsteps to become a cleric of selune. her and her brother, mattei, had a strained relationship growing up because he was very dedicated and collected, and eliseya got bored and distracted easily.

her favorite pastime was wandering the southern ward of waterdeep because she loved seeing so many caravans and traders from faraway lands in one place.

when she was around 60 (so, quite young by elven standards), she happened upon a fight between followers of shar and selune. she jumped in without thinking, and soon realized it was a losing fight. she escaped only by transforming into her wolf form, something she was normally very averse to.

to her surprise, being in her wolf form felt so natural that she couldn't shake the experience after that. she started sneaking out at night, wandering waterdeep's graveyard district at night in her wolf form.

eventually, her brother received his cleric powers, but she was denied hers. this rejection widened the growing rift between her and her family and she left home in search of acceptance.

still filling in the gaps on what happens in the 100+ years until she met arkem & company and joined up with them.

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oc of your choice ☕🍁🎤

i'll do it for eliseya!

☕️ HOT BEVERAGE - do they prefer hot or cold drinks? what is their favourite drink? her preference is ice cold clear water, she doesn't really enjoy flavored drinks, and hot drinks especially aren't her vibe.

🍁 MAPLE LEAF - what is their favourite season? why? autumn! it's not freezing, but it's not oppressively hot either. she enjoys the moody weather and the varied colors.

🎤 MICROPHONE - are they good at singing? what is their go-to karaoke song? she is a great singer, actually. in a modern setting, her go-to karaoke song would probably be born to run by bruce springsteen lmao.

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Am I high as fuck or did you write up an OC for Hexxat's romance? She was like raised in Selûne's church? I mean, I'm almost definitely high but like, did I imagine that whole thing?

you may be high, but you're also correct dsgfdgdfh.

here's the info post about her. here's her tag. here's her and hexxat's tag.

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i was tagged by @indorilnerevarine and @shadowglens to create some ocs in this picrew. thank you, beloveds!!

i'm tagging @aelyosos, @aartyom, @arklay, @druidgroves, @faarkas, @girlbosselrond, @trvelyans, @solasan, @liurnia, @morvaris and you!

eliseya olent (baldur's gate 2) | morgan arner (neverwinter nights) dario elladan (baldur's gate 3) | mirdrisa/misty (baldur's gate 3)

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the greatest trouble of all.

fandom: baldur’s gate ship: female oc/hexxat rating: t word count: 950 words notes: eliseya, a moon elf werewolf, joins bhaalspawn's party in bg2 and eventually gets it on with hexxat.

Eliseya kneels to pick up a thick branch, bending it slightly to check for rot before breaking it in half. She tucks it under her arm with the rest of the kindling she’s collected and continues walking. She takes a deep breath of the cool evening air, glad for a reprieve from the scorching heat of the day. Though she’s spent most of her life in cities, there’s a certain comfort to be found among the swaying trees and chirping birds. She shuts her eyes, taking in the sounds.

The hair on the back of her neck rises in warning, and the snapping of a twig has her swinging her head towards the sound with such speed that, were she a regular elf, she’d risk injury. She’s surprised to see Hexxat, still draped in the flowing cloak that allows her to walk in the sunlight, approaching her.

“I’m surprised to see you taking a stroll through the forest,” Eliseya says with a smirk, not bothering to raise her voice as the vampire's enhanced senses ensure she hears her. “Thought you found them… What was it you said?” She tries to recall Hexxat’s earlier remark, eyebrows scrunched in concentration. “’Lacking in structure’?” Her smirk widens into a grin, the corners of her eyes crinkling with amusement.

Hexxat, now standing beside her, bends to pick up a branch off the ground. She narrows her eyes at the mockery for a brief second, but the smile tugging on her lips betrays her. “That is true.” She offers the branch to Eliseya, and the pair continue walking among the tall trees. “But they are also a refreshing change of pace, no?” It’s worded as a question, but she doesn’t wait for a reply before continuing. “The colors are brighter here, the air crisper and less… dense than in the city,” she adds, her brown eyes scanning their surroundings.

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