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bleed for me

I’ve been working on a new hobby for a while (and it’s far from perfect!!) but it’s cool to think I made this from start to finish!

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Undead.

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Dawn

“You have bewitched me, body and soul. And I love…I love…I love you.” - Pride & Prejudice (2005)

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blackout sober

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*the gang steps into baldur’s gate*

halsin: they’re making people pay for flowers?? for fruit?? things that silvanus gave to us for free?!

astarion: omg why are you yelling at me? i didnt make the system

astarion: wait

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I love this new scene a lot. Thank you @tragedybunny for uploading and sharing it 😌

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Lmao keep it together, Gale

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Six fanarts of the lovely Baldurs Gate 3 companions 💕

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A little early something for Valentine's Day ❤

Rolan got one too

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Another kiss for Valentine's Day! ❤

Astarion got one too

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Wet cat Astarion sketch b4 bed

I just accidentally drew his hair flat and went with it

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While finishing up the piece with the dragon spawn I made studies to catch ascended Astarion character essence ✍️ Here’s one of them:

Astarion the Ascended 🖤

#astarion #baldursgate3 #bg3 #larianstudios

The video of the process is in edit 💪

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Though the "don't be greedy" line is popular, this is the moment I genuinely was 100% expecting a sweet, romantic dialogue response option to appear, I really thought that's where they were going with it lol. He's so sincere in this moment.

Maybe you'd get the option to say something like "I didn't do it for thanks, your family deserves it. Though, perhaps you'd join me an evening for drinks?".

He'd get incredibly bashful and deflect by offering himself as an ally in the future anyway - maybe he'd say something like:

"Ah... well, I'm sure there'll be plenty of time for such... frivolity when this is all over. In the meantime, however I might aid you to that end, you need only ask. Please, consider this tower and it's master your faithful allies in all your endeavors."

And then you'd get ambient lines after the cutscene like:

Cal: Did... did Rolan just get asked out?

Lia: Well. Now I've seen everything.

Rolan: There's no need to be jealous. *mutters to self* I would like to accept your offer... no, I would be honoured to accept your kind offer...

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Sandwiched

SMUT between Haarlep, Raphael and afab!Tav/reader. This is to explore that post I made about how cambions are made. Usually it's by an incubus sleeping with a mortal woman and she becomes pregnant, dies upon giving birth to the cambion child. So, like, Raphael's treasured client....there's no way he is gonna allow that to happen.

ANYWAY

Raphael x Haarlep x F!reader Smut

Heat enveloped your body, you could hardly feel beyond the heady rush of pleasure and pain.

Hot breath brushed your ear, you felt Raphael's lips skim along the flushed skin of your cheek. The rumble of his chest tickled your fingertips as you felt where the cambion's rough edges met with smooth flesh.

Raphael's hands on your waist and thighs kept you moving on top of him in a steady rhythm, the ache growing at the point your bodies were joined.

You pulled back enough to look into his eyes, glowing like hellfire and drawing you in as helpless as moths to candlelight. Your heart pounded, echoing the sounds filling the musky air of his boudoir. The sensation was like falling into a smoldering abyss, grounded only by the tenuous tether of his hands holding you firm.

So caught up were you in the act, you hardly noticed the mattress dip and a new set of hands stroke down your spine. You turned your chin to look but Raphael caught it between his fingers and guided your hooded gaze back to him. "Mine will be the only face you see."

"Raphael." You murmured as the new grip began guiding your hips down upon the cambion. Up and down. Until.

Raphael spoke harshly in the rough infernal tongue, his release molten as it spilled, causing you to cry out in anguished bliss.

His ridged member slid easily out of your used body, you began to relax, only to tense as a new intrusion stretched you, pushing the fresh infernal seed deeper.

Raphael cupped your face in his hands, his thumb circling your mouth before pressing between your parted lips. Your body rocked over his as whoever moved behind you trailed their large hands to your chest, squeezing your breasts.

Hot air blew against the back of your neck, sharp teeth claiming the skin there with a stinging bite.

"I dont..." You gasped, unsure if you could continue at such a pace, between two impossibly hot bodies.

Raphael's face was still a mask of grim pleasure, his lips pressed into a thin focused line as he watched you moving over where he lay prone.

"You will." He said, his eyes moving to just over your shoulder, narrowing slightly. "Until I am satisfied."

Leathery batlike wings, a mirror of Raphael's own devil wings, draped around you. They rested atop Raphael's own, spread as they were, limp upon the dark satin sheets. You felt the ridges of the cock with every thrust and pulse, now familiar but not belonging to the man beneath you.

Your gasps joined with Raphael's, your breaths mingling as your hand sought the face of who now sought to lay claim to you. Your fingers wrapped around thick horns, sharp as a rose stem, curved.

"Is he...?" Your words were lost as a hand closed over your throat, long red fingers pressing against your lips to silence you.

Raphael watched, sternly giving the devil above you a quelling stare as you began to vocalize your gathering climax. Sharp teeth nipped at your ear as the creature inside you twitched and pressed deeper.

"Enough, you will not jeopardize my plans." Raphael bit out. "Remove yourself."

The cambion stifled your whine of protest, dragging you by the back of your head into a searing kiss. His hips lifted and you were once again riding the devil. Your devil.

Hands spread you from behind, their touch familiar and yet foreign. Raphael's fingers kept your face from straying from his own. "Keep your eyes on me, pet." He murmured, his breathing growing shallow. "Relax, let us in. No harm will come to you this night."

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listen I don't believe in redeemed gortash as in doing a 180 and helping puppies and orphans bc his eyes have been opened to the badness of his actions but I DO believe in redeemed gortash as in seeing durge tadpoled, realizing that the only way to save his love is by giving up his plans and going against his god to help destroy the brain, and being ever so slightly tempered by a redeemed durge who is far too tired of doing atrocities at someone else's bidding and only wants to Exist Neutrally now. still a politician still power hungry but reformed banite whose only motivation to not hurt people is not seeing that hurt and disappointed look on his beloved's face after everything he (indirectly) put them thru

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the problem with being creative is that you start to feel very guilty when you haven’t created anything in a while