Moramaisis

@moramaisis.bsky.social

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🕸Traditional/digital art 🕸 🩸Thematically: horror, monsters, fantasy, villains, unsightly nature and historical. 🩸Occasional fandom art (mostly bg3, obsessed with it atm). 🩸NSFW and SFW 🕸 30+, bi, pet pawrent, she/her 🕸 🇪🇪 Morbidstoryteller - AO3

Art of Mizora standing in a playful pose, wearing a swimsuit. Her bikini top is made out of brown braids; it also has decorative hair on the cups. Hair braids are hanging down to her belly, and there are some golden coins attached to them, as well as a golden spine with red gems that is going down the center of her belly. Her bottoms are also made out of braided brown hair. They have golden coins attached to them, some golden clasps and chains with red dangling charms that are connected to them and hanging on her hips. The background is greyish teal with lighter textured brush strokes behind her figure.
Traditional art inspired by a pulp fiction illustration (the pose!). A red-headed vampire woman is holding Orin by the waist, bending her backwards and biting her chest. Blood is running down Orin's chest. She's smiling widely, wearing a sexy leather outfit that looks like raw flesh. Her hair is loose, falling down. The vampire is wearing a long, black, lacy gown. Both have their eyes shut, and both are wearing make-up. Orin has black eyeshadow and black lipstick. The vampire has red eyeshadow with a smoky wing
Screenshot of fanfic on ao3. Rating: explicit. Archive warnings: Graphic depictions of violence. Category: F/F. Fandom: BG3. Relationship: Orin the red/Tav. Orin/original female character. Additional tags: Action & Romance Angst and Romance, Angst and Porn, Smut, Flirting, Lesbian Vampires, Vampire Sex, Blood Drinking, Blood and Torture, Teasing, Cunnilingus, Dom/sub Play, Femdom, dagger used as a sextoy but no gore, Light Sadism, Light Masochism, Whipping, Bodily Fluids, Gratuitous Smut, Knifeplay, Biting Kink, Blood Kink, Fighting As Foreplay, nym orlith mentioned, Villains, Orin the Red Being Orin the Red, Inappropriate Use of Tadpole | Illithid Parasite Powers, Blood and Violence, 69 (Sex Position). Summary of first chapter: Strange things happen at the camp. Oleyandra, a vampire who experienced misfortune and was infected with the tadpole, joined the companions to save herself from the threat of the absolute. Her story becomes even more bloodstained when she encounters Orin. Notes: This is going to be a multi-chapter story about a sapphic vampire and her bonding with Orin. I'll start off with a few scenes from the game, or scenes inspired by the game, then move into post-canon events. It will get smutty and bloody! Just the way i like it. Tags will be updated as i write more.
Orin and my vampire oc are reminiscing. Orin is holding a knife. Oleyandra is wiping the blood from her lips. Orin says, This reminds me of the nights at my father's temple...when air was fragrant with blood while my assassins prepared fresh skins. Yes, this was a good date. Oleyandra says, Mmm my former mistress used to lock guests in the ballroom and send us to hunt. We were starving and the event turned into rabid carnage. Bestial hunters were her favorites. She showered them with affection and gifts. Funny that you can have good memories in the midst of horrible circumstances. It was a marvellous date!
A 1900s postcard. A black cat is walking on two legs, holding a bag and an umbrella. There are music notes on top and below that is text that says: I don't know where i'm going but i'm gay.
Recreation of that photo. An illustration. Simple painterly background, vague shapes that imply buildings, tents. Colors are dull, foggy and grey. Astarion is on the left, in tiny black leather shorts with a belt. A belt has a skull and crossbones on it. He's holding a leash in one hand and a deck of cards in the other. He has a tiny bandeau top, too, that is decorated with long spikes. He has a resting bitch face, and he's staring at the viewer. Also, black knee-high boots! Arsenia - a giant, thick, buff, tiefling woman with purple skin and white hair - is on the right. She's sitting on a painted blue dolphin that's on a carved wooden base and looks like a big rocking horse type toy. She's on a leash and has a collar around her neck. She's wearing a clown costume, but it's cute. She's wearing a corset that is split into two colors (blue and violet) and one side has a red diamond pattern. A red teardrop is on the other half. She has on tiny shorts that are blue,red,yellow and striped. She has gloves and stockings that are yellow. She looks kinda pissed off. There's blood splatter on her leg. She's wearing face paint: white base, black lipstick and red eyeshadow that is smeared and running down as if she's been crying. Black blush. It's a very goth/alt clown look. Many piercings in her ears. Large earrings. Scar on her face.
A pencil sketch of a vampire lady with long, wavy hair. She's sitting in castle ruins and in a sassy pose. Her leg is over her knee, she's in a long gown and a tight bodice. She has stockings on. There's a bat sitting in her hand, and her arm is bent at the elbow and near her face.
Recreation of the black cat meme. Screenshot of Astarion with his eyes closed. Text over the pic: Can't bite people, can't make fun of them, can't ascend, can't kill randos, can't live deliciously or take over the world. Can't do anything.
A buff, thick tiefling lady is leaning forward in a red corseted dress. She is making a little heart with her fingers. She has dark purple skin and white hair, purple horns and two different-coloured eyes: red and purple. She has silver dangle earrings and a single sheer mesh sleeve.
Art depicting a minotaur from the hips up. It is white with black/ dark brown speckles. The minotaur has one blue eye, silver earrings, silver jewelry on horns and a massive silver belt. It's wearing a brown skirt with a dull green loin cloth over it. It also has a golden nose ring and is very muscular.
It's a featherless emu in an enclosure. A hand off frame is stroking its head. The emu has stripes on its skin. Those look purple while the skin between them is pink.
Genderbent Astarion standing, holding a cup of wine (or blood?) in one hand and cheekily holding a green bottle of wine in the other hand. She has a curly mullet/ wolf cut hairstyle. Traditional outfit: white blouse with a ruffle on the chest, brown pants with purple patterned parts. She has two daggers in a sheath that she is wearing on her hips.
An excerpt from my smut terato original story: I played with it however I felt like, it became my sweetest lollipop. The thing's tentacles, once limp on the floor, began to slowly writhe now. I picked the closest one up and guided it between my legs. It explored my folds with a delicate touch, molded itself to the curves of my body and began to undulate in S-shaped patterns like a serpent. It was hitting my clit with a rhythmic tempo, my breath stalling as I awaited each blissful caress. I was too sensitive and every brush of the tentacle was bringing me dangerously close to an orgasm. I wasn't ready to end the fun just yet.
A combination of small sketches of Astarion putting on make up while wearing a red bathrobe. First sketch: he is holding a middle finger to his glossed shiny lips. Second sketch: He is applying lipstick with a brush. Third: he is blending eyeshadow with a brush. One eye is closed. Fourth: he has done one eye, it's a purplish red eyeshadow look and has a red toned shimmer with a light purple shift. He is blending the eyeshadow on his other eye. He is wearing red dangle earrings and two rings on his fingers.
A gouache painting of a sunset cityscape. The horizon is bright pink, fading into blue. The clouds are narrow and purple and blue. The horizon is framed by a nearly black tree line, a tall building is sticking out with a few windows being lit up. There's a small railroad on the left, it's lit up by yellow and red lights. There are tall projectors around the railroad. The front of the painting depicts a road and a handrail, behind them is a big pipe. The viewpoint is up and off the ground.
Screenshot of my fic. After we were drying in our robes i poured us some wine. There was something i wanted to ask our spawn. „Were there many lovers in your past?“ Obreon paused and drank from his glass. „Less than usual but more than you think.“ His reply amused me. „Did you have feelings for them?“ Obreon looked at me, he was relaxed but pensive. „Sympathy, admiration, the common ones. But you're asking me if i loved any of them, the answer is no.“ „Why not? Is it that hard to find someone lovable in the palace?“ „A lot of them were from the outside. The circle of people around me tends to be the same, so yes. It is. I did have some sort of feelings akin to love for some of them, however, they faded quickly.“ Obreon smiled to me and guessed correctly that i was going to continue asking questions, so he explained himself. „I don't think that i found what i was looking for. Others seem more colorful and interesting from afar, once you get to know them the illusions fade. I can't say that i ever found someone that was the perfect match, not that perfection even exists. You're searching for someone who you can connect with, a kinship, someone who would understand you and listen to your needs. I think my lovers were only interested in the idea of me.“ „That's pretty depressing, but you're right. Finding a connection is difficult these days. Everyone is too busy with themselves.“ „You found someone.“ Obreon smirked nudging his head in Astarion's direction.