#asheera x shadowheart

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The real Asheera has returned with the help of unbroken cosmetic mods.

And now she can fucking HUG Shadowheart and this new KISS ANIMATION IS JUST ?????????

I????

Every single person working at Larian deserves a long vacation and a hefty raise, they are doing the work of ten thousand souls. Fucking chewing on my fingers over here.

(don't mind Owlby in the background, he's just having a good time)

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I'm going fucking feral right now. Fandom gifting is beautiful.

Art credit: @number1aylinfan

I've been chatting with her since I posted the fic inspired by her spicy Aylin/Shadowheart/Isobel fanart, and she offered to draw Asheera, my primary OC from almost all of my other fics! I've had this character for 15 years, and this is the first time I've written anything for her that isn't just character notes for D&D games. Seeing my trans queen in art for the first time (I am a terrible artist) is sending me to the moon.

This is the current WIP. Once Kinktober is over I'm pinning this everywhere I can. Behind my eyelids. On my walls. On your blog.

Her Aylin/Shadowheart/Isobel art (NSFT)

The fic I wrote inspired by it

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You still doing prompt fics?? Shadowheart/Asheerra kisses thirty-nine?

Heya anon! Thanks for sending this in. I'm still on my epilogue high, so that's what's about to happen.

I'm not taking any other prompts at the moment, but well... I had to conjure up a little pre-epilogue ditty.

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Kisses 39 (Jaw kisses)~ CW for some F/F smut with a trans fem Tav topping w/ F/F PIV. Very light praise kink stuff in here.

"You are going to make us late."

Shadowheart's admonishment came with all the fury of a playful jab, a laugh falling free as Asheera pulled her close to her chest. The invitation had come on such short notice, and they barely had time to spare to begin with if they wanted to make whatever mysterious get-together was promised.

And yet.

"It's not as if we'll be there on time as it is," Asheera said. Their room in their home away from home, their cottage stuffed with far too many animals, still had a bit of sunlight lighting it as well. "Maybe we could figure out an excuse?"

She pressed another kiss to the crest of Shadowheart's jaw from behind. Instinctively, Asheera pressed chest harder into her back and into the sturdy table before them. The same one that Asheera built months ago.

Shadowheart murmured an appreciative noise with each kiss to follow. "What was your first instinct? What chivalrous deed were we doing instead of... this?"

"Instead of this?" Asheera's hand drifted over her breast in the doublet she chose for the night. A tasteful reveal of skin and easily pushed aside just as Asheera did then, baring her breast. "I thought that maybe we could say we were defending a village from wicked Sharrans."

"Wicked?" Shadowheart sighed as Asheera's thumb drifted circles on her nipple. "You could say that. Your hands have a wicked streak of their own."

"Do they?"

Asheera let fingers fall down the front of Shadowheart's leggings. She arched into the hand there and leaned her head over to catch Asheera's mouth in a kiss. Tongues found no resistance, eagerly meeting to taste the way they groaned for each other's touch.

For the fingers slipping deeper and the palm gripping Shadowheart's chest. For the hardness swelling up Shadowheart's back.

For the fingers dipped into her. The palm along her clit.

Pulling away from Shadowheart's lips to listen to her breathy sounds, Asheera whispered, "And you? What did you plan on telling them?"

"You can't ask me that," Shadowheart managed to say. Her face flushed red. "Not now."

"Turn around."

Shadowheart lifted herself onto the table immediately, and Asheera worked her leggings free. Just to bow before her for a few kisses trailing up either side of her inner thigh. To find the tuft of hair and nuzzle it, then drift lower. Lower.

Low to circle her mouth on Shadowheart's clit.

She stayed there for the sounds of rapid, accelerated breathing and for Shadowheart's hand in her hair. When Asheera pushed two fingers under her chin, followed quickly by a third, Shadowheart all about crushed her with thighs on either side.

A stroke of her tongue, tasting for more, brought Shadowheart close. A flush tusk against her lips brought the first shudders in her legs. Close enough to tease more.

"You never told me what you planned," Asheera said, standing to pull herself free. She let her length crest Shadowheart's stomach, heavy against her clit. "So come on then."

"Seriously?"

"When have I ever been so serious?"

Shadowheart gripped Asheera's back with her legs, ankles digging in, and tried to pull her inside. Asheera stood strong, smiling against her tusks at the attempt.

"You're really going to make me do this, aren't you?" Shadowheart whined, planting her hands on either side of her for stability.

"A reward awaits you," Asheera promised. She brushed the head of her cock along Shadowheart's clit. "All you've got to do is tell me your little lie."

"Why not tell them the truth?"

Shadowheart lifted herself, sliding easily onto Asheera without much effort. Control fell to the side, and Asheera flattened her palm on the wall behind Shadowheart. Her arm flexed next to Shadowheart's head, and Shadowheart turned to breathe against it with the first handful of thrusts.

Slow but ramping. No time at all before Asheera had to balance herself with both hands on either side of Shadowheart's head, sinking into her with a pace that turned hectic and rough. Crashing bodies together.

The table rattled underneath. It tipped onto the edge of its feet with the next rocking thrust, almost sending Shadowheart toppling.

"So the truth?" Asheera growled, leaning down to kiss Shadowheart's jaw again. Dozens of kisses that remained there as her hips rolled in a steady rhythm.

"Keep doing that."

"Tell me your lie," Asheera repeated.

Shadowheart leaned into her mouth, pushing her jaw into another kiss. Between each nibble and taste, she said, "We... were checking the balance of the table."

"The balance. That's good."

Shadowheart whimpered with another thrust, deep enough to shake her. Dropping one of her hands, heat expanding in her back at the strain, Asheera took a thumb to Shadowheart's clit as she fucked the truth into Shadowheart's lie.

Stared into her eyes with a grin.

The pleading noises, curled toes, and begging for them both to come had Asheera spent before she was even beginning. White strands spilled over around Asheera, joined by a gush of Shadowheart's own slick not long after.

It took them a moment to calm down and their bodies to cease pushing together in animalistic need.

"How was the balance?" Shadowheart asked, sweat brimming her brow.

"Very good," Asheera panted. She slipped free and watched with a grin as her cock shone with both of their come. "You're an excellent woodworker."

"You are an idiot," Shadowheart joked with a laugh, pushing her thighs together. "Can't deny a good word or two in my favor, though."

"Well you were very good."

"Was I?"

Shadowheart's breathy question caught Asheera off-guard, but she recognized the tone. The wide eyes. Her knees cascaded over one another, trying to put a little more weight, pressure on her clit.

"You were," Asheera said, "a very good girl."

With a visible shiver running down Shadowheart's body, Asheera considered double checking the balance of the table. Mouths were good for that, too. It took no extra encouragement to get to her knees, to spread legs apart, and to bury her face in for another taste.

Whether anyone at the camp would recognize the blissed-out expression on Shadowheart's face later wasn't important.

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And so begins Femslash February 2024. Written for the prompt, "Morning after."

How about some non-sexual intimacy (hair washing) on the morning after the Shadowheart sex scene? Emotional hurt/comfort after the Gauntlet, anyone?

Rating: M for Mostly alluded to sex, but nothing explicit

Category: F/F

Ship: Shadowheart/Trans Fem Tav

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Anotheropti Fanfiction Masterpost

Heya! Hope you're doing well.

You can call me opti, and I write a lot of fanfiction. You can find almost everything I write on my AO3 profile. It's all Baldur's Gate 3 right now, and nearly all of it is femslash. Most with a focus on trans women. I want to see more people like me in fic! 💜

I primarily write Shadowheart/OC works with my Tav, Asheera.

I do write other ships, but I have a clear bias for my beloved trans fem half-orc paladin.

Where to start?

Light Casts a Shadow is the "core" series for my Shadowheart/Asheera fics. I've got way more than these for my babies, but those are where I suggest you begin!

Nightsongs is my currently ongoing modern/band AU where Shadowheart is in a metal band with a humanized Shar. Features a modern version of Asheera.

Blades in the Night is another longfic I'm working on, though it's updating even slower than Nightsongs. It covers the immediate aftermath of BG3 as Shadowheart and Asheera deal with a group of Sharran assassins and eventually find their happily ever after.

Scenes from a Memory is a one-shot collection AU following a loose in-game timeline with a focus on Shadowheart as a trans woman. Features a different OC than Asheera. I don't update it super frequently or on any schedule!

My series page collects a wide variety of different fics from events like Kinktober and Femslash February as well as ficlet collections and ship-centric series!

Tags on tumblr I use for fic-related things:

anotheropti prompt fics which I use for Tumblr ask games! I'll gradually put these fics in this series on AO3.

oc: asheera for all sorts of asks folks send me about Asheera! Learn more about her if you like her :)

nightsongs au for stuff about my modern/band AU.

asheera replay posts is where I post a little Let's Play of a very quick replay through BG3 with some screenshots and commentary about Asheera's characterization.

art of asheera where I post/reblog others' beautiful renditions of Asheera 💜

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Asheera and Shadowheart touching 35?

Thank you for sending this one in, anon! Always happy to see it.

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Touching 35 (Kissing their bruises and scars)~ who doesn't love Act 3 emotional hurt/comfort?

First to the marks on her knuckles, the ones from a shield crushed against her hand in the heart of battle. Shadowheart's hands marked by the House of Grief, strong but not able to hold onto anything. Not tonight, not in the bluish light of twilight outside the city.

Sitting on hard earth, Shadowheart refused herself even the comfort of the pillows she always carried with her tent and supplies. Asheera said nothing. She simply sat next to her by the fire.

"Come here," Asheera whispered, pressing her lips to bruised knuckles. "It's over."

"Isn't it just?"

She couldn't bear to even be within the city walls. While the others relaxed in rooms in the Elfsong, they camped out on the outskirts of Rivington. Just like a few months beforehand on a mountain pass with the same tree boughs overhead. Just like old times, before Shadowheart had known her parents still lived.

"Please," Asheera begged. She didn't pull on Shadowheart, instead waited. Held her hand in both of hers. "Come here."

"To let them go like that, isn't it a victory for Shar? The greatest one of all?"

Asheera found the marks where the Fidelians' necrotic touches seared black marks on Shadowheart's arm that held the Spear of Night. Reaching for her own magic, laying on hands with another touch, Asheera pressed kisses to each of the marks winding up Shadowheart's arm.

She needed no reminders of them, not on her body. That was not for them to touch ever again.

"If we had another way, we would have done it," Asheera said, "and Shar gave only two options."

Shadowheart pushed herself closer, enveloping herself in Asheera's body. Physically so small in comparison. "And if I chose the wrong one?"

"Then—"

"Never mind it." Shadowheart closed her eyes and leaned her head back against Asheera's chest. She sighed. "I can't sit here and pretend I don't hold my heart in hand. Fragile and pathetic."

Asheera wrapped her arms around her instinctively. "And you think I'd call you that?"

"Not with words, no. A look. Perhaps not today, or even in a year's time. A decade or two." Shadowheart looked up at her, eyes wet with something that she blinked away rapidly. "You'll notice. Eventually."

She spoke so matter-of-factly. It was clear to Asheera that Shadowheart thought she hid the pain in her words well. As if this was how things should be and how the world was meant to be laid before her, and nothing and nobody could convince her otherwise.

As if all worth had been stripped away.

Asheera lifted Shadowheart and turned her so that they stared one another in the eyes. Legs wrapped around her waist, Shadowheart bringing herself closer automatically. Her arms slipped under Asheera's but she refused to look up.

"We don't have to talk about that, not tonight," Asheera said, leaning forward to press a kiss to Shadowheart's forehead. She rested her cheek there, wanting to be closer but unable. "You will be at peace. One day. And I will be there to watch with a smile."

"Of course you say that now."

"Ask me again tomorrow and next year then." Asheera drew back, glad to at least see Shadowheart meeting her gaze. "That decade or two will be more than that, much more than that. I've already seen enough to know you are strong. Stronger than you allow yourself to believe."

"Simple to say, isn't it? When you're not the one who had to make that choice," Shadowheart bit back, her face scrunching up in invisible pain as she did so. She shook her head.

"It's true."

"And I still shouldn't have said that."

"You say what you feel, I can't expect perfection from you."

"Oh no? I would imagine paladins know the noble, proper way to suffer. I'll seek perfection in my prayers, so that I can be the good little penitent one." Shadowheart chuckled humorlessly, closing her eyes. She groaned in disgust. "Why am I even speaking? Every word is another grave I dig myself."

Asheera meant to lean down to press a kiss to her lips, but Shadowheart shifted and Asheera instead met the scar on her cheek. The one running up to her nose.

Their hold on one another tightened. White hair drifted free of its usual braid, no more strain or struggle.

"I need you to know that I want to know your fears and worries," Asheera said, "and that I won't abandon you because you feel. You are worthy of sharing your pain with others, and I hope you'll let me carry some of that burden with you."

Shadowheart didn't answer, but she didn't move either. Together they sat like that as the fire before them died into embers. Hours passed as Asheera stroked her hair and waited for a response, no matter how long it would take.

When Shadowheart's breathing evened out into the comfort of sleep, face nestled in her chest, she knew it would be some time before she would hear an answer.

To wait was a simple task.

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Written for Smutmas 2023.

It's been a hot minute since I've written some kink for Shadowheart/Asheera. By which I mean about a month. Here's a little canon divergent stealth reconnaissance mission that goes awry, leading into some breathplay with aftercare after a hard comedown.

Some solid negotiation chat before it too, in counterbalance to the completely no negotiation Minthara/Shadowheart fic a few days ago.

Rating: E for Effusive Consent is Hot

Category: F/F

Ship: Shadowheart/Trans Fem Tav

Tags and AO3 Summary under the break.

Tags: Explicit Sexual Content, Porn with Feelings, Smut, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Trans Female Character, Half-Orc Tav, Dom/sub, Kink Negotiation, Breathplay, Choking, Vaginal Fingering, Vaginal Sex, Subspace, Subdrop, Aftercare, Risk Aware Consensual Kink

Summary:

While investigating the Steel Watch Foundry's defenses late at night, Shadowheart nearly gets herself and her lover caught and needs silenced for a moment. That hand on her mouth has a disastrous, sudden effect and she needs that new hunger sated immediately.

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Written for Femslash February 2024 for the prompt "Meet the family."

So, at long last Shadowheart gets a little sneak peek into Asheera's family!

And guess what... it's actually not even all of Asheera's family. This is mostly focused on Shadowheart meeting Asheera's parents, with cameos from most of her siblings. It's really, really difficult writing in nine speaking roles without things becoming a giant mess, so we'll have to get to know the siblings more later :)

Rating: G

Category: F/F

Ship: Shadowheart/Trans Fem Tav

Tags: Post-Canon, Angst with a Happy Ending, Shadowheart's Complicated Feelings About Family, Implied/Referenced Suicidal Thoughts, Meeting the Parents, Meet the Family, Family Feels, Family Fluff, Acceptance

Summary:

Before they leave Baldur's Gate, Shadowheart and Asheera have one last thing to do — Shadowheart needs to meet her love's family. It's complicated, but the way they treat her softens the hurt she feels over her recent loss of something she didn't even know she had.

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Another week, another chapter of my modern/band AU!

Finally get to peek at what the band is like on stage. What their music is like, and how Shar manages to make anything work despite the band seeming to be a complete failure.

Not to mention a bit of pining. It's fine to pine after someone you've met literally less than twelve hours ago, right? That's normal...

Rating: E for Eventual Smut

Category: F/F

Ship: Shadowheart/Trans Fem Tav

Tags and AO3 Summary under the break.

Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Band AU, POV Alternating, Romance, Angst, Strangers to Lovers, Religious Imagery & Symbolism, Religious Cults, Abusive Relationships, past abusive relationships, implied/referenced past prostitution, Dissociation, Trans Female Character, Eventual Smut, in which a traumatized metal guitarist finds love in a small town, and searches for her cottagecore fantasy

Summary:

Shadowheart, the guitarist for a small-time metal band on tour, nearly crashes her band’s van into an auto body shop in a podunk called Rivington. That’s the least of her worries. Every day on the road revolves around the devolving relationship with her ex, the Avatar of her religion and the frontwoman of the band. Everything is Shar, and Shadowheart knows no escape nor if she deserves one. At least until Ash, the head mechanic of that dinky garage, questions everything Shadowheart’s ever known, digging into her life until they both bleed. Ash told herself to forget about them. Forget about Shadowheart. She needed to make forgetting easy and turn her heart to stone to the attractive, enigmatic stranger. That’s all Shadowheart was. That’s all she should be.

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The final fic written for Smutmas 2023. Delayed a touch because of AO3 issues! Some folks may have gotten a little sneak peek earlier today before the servers exploded.

I just had to end the month with these two, didn't I? And naturally it's something that evolved from a fluffy exploration of a Faerûn wintertime festival into something much more angsty. That, of course, ends in smut.

The Moonfest is a very interesting little feastday, I recommend looking up some lore on it if the fic piques your curiosity!

Rating: E for Explicit and Emotional, as Always

Category: F/F

Ship: Shadowheart/Trans Fem Tav

Tags and AO3 Summary under the break.

Tags: Explicit Sexual Content, Porn with Feelings, Porn With Plot, Angst and Porn, Loss of Parent(s), Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Festivals, Trans Female Character, Half-Orc Tav, Background Relationships, Comfort Sex, Cunnilingus, Hand Jobs, POV Alternating

Summary:

While celebrating the annual Moonfest alongside her love and a few old friends, Shadowheart walks away from the festivities of remembrance to escape into the early winter evening. It's meant to be a time to clear her head amidst the nighttime snowfall, but she's followed by Asheera who seeks to comfort the pain of knowing true loss.

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Written for Smutmas 2023.

You just know that I had to start out the month this way, right? Here's some post-epilogue fluffy smut that takes advantage of some of the dialogue Shadowheart says in the Selûnite ending. Telling Asheera she wants to be "whisked away someplace quiet" sent every single brain cell I have into overdrive.

You can check out the schedule for the month here!

Rating: E for Emotions & Oral, my Beloveds

Category: F/F

Ship: Shadowheart/Trans Fem Tav

Tags and AO3 Summary under the break.

Tags: Explicit Sexual Content, Porn with Feelings, Fluff and Smut, Romantic Fluff, Post-Epilogue, Trans Female Character, Half-Orc Tav, Cunnilingus, Multiple Orgasms, Blow Jobs, Body Worship, Emotional Sex, Girl Penis

Summary:

Now that everyone is departing the long-awaited reunion, Shadowheart is buzzed on wine and needy for a little more than just a chaste peck on the lips. Takes place just after the epilogue.

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Chapter seven of the modern/band AU is... well, it's quite a lot!

Sometimes we hurt the blorbos we love the most in order to watch them grow and heal. I hate to take another break so soon and on this chapter of all things, but I promise this is not how I want it to end.

Rating: E for some smut every once in a while

Category: F/F

Ship: Shadowheart/Trans Fem Tav

I've mirrored the content warning in the author's note under the break if you need or would just like a more detailed content warning for a scene with the abusive relationship that Shadowheart and Shar have in this fic.

The second half of this chapter contains an abused person going back to their abuser as well as internalized self-loathing and thoughts of "deserving" such abuse. There is a scene of brief but descriptive, coerced imprisonment and vomiting is mentioned. This is the dark middle point of the fic and I couldn't in good conscience whitewash how terrible these relationships - and this relationship in particular - can be.

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touching ten, Asheera and Shadowheart

Ooooh I was secretly hoping someone would send this one in... Thanks for the request, anon! 💜

Breaky time for me once more. I should be back later to fill in the prompts that are left!

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Touching 10 (spooning at night) feat. my half-orc trans fem OC whom I love deeply. CW for some fingering smut because we embrace joy here.

The unsubtle grinding behind Shadowheart caught her from the brink of sleep, arms wrapped around her chest drifting up.

"Awake?" she muttered.

Asheera's hand answered by palming her bare breast atop their bed in the suites of the Elfsong. All of Shadowheart could fit just against her chest, curled up into her lover's body. She nestled back, trying to shift herself in rhythm with Asheera's movements.

"Are you actually awake or is this some nocturnal moment?" Shadowheart asked.

Asheera chuckled against the back of her head. "Think I gave myself away there?"

"Something else might have given you away." Shadowheart shifted herself up, brushing the curves of her lower back along Asheera's half-hard length. "Want me to...?"

"No. Can't really. Grind feels good." Asheera kissed the back of her head, her careful palming of Shadowheart's chest dipping down her stomach. "Just want to feel you."

"I think that's a reasonable arrangement," Shadowheart breathed as fingertips played at her bush.

Neither of them saw a need to sleep in clothing anymore. Not when it was this warm at night. It was pleasant, freeing even. Better was the fact that Asheera could slide two fingers down through hair, the arch at the apex lingering against the flesh hiding her clit. Two fingers on either side of her.

Massaging her lips gently, working her slowly into breathy little moans. Comfortable shapes that didn't ruin her, not like their hardest nights, but instead molded a pleasant heat in her chest that dripped down to her core.

Her cunt begged for those fingers after only a few minutes of kisses on the back of her neck. A touch to her breast. Asheera, despite what she said, continued stroking herself on the curve of Shadowheart's back.

"Feel good?" she asked breathily.

"Always," Asheera muttered. Her fingers parted Shadowheart's lips. "Feel good?"

"Yes." Shadowheart had to force her eyes closed as two huge, long, gargantuan, perfect fingers slid into her. "Gods, yes."

"Love when you're like this."

Shadowheart meant to answer in kind, but Asheera's fingers curled up and against the sensitive wall that jolted Shadowheart's legs awake. Nerves thought dormant flared to life instantly. Joined by a growl and a tusk across the back of her neck, Asheera's palm dragged across her clit now unhidden, budding with heat.

The repetitive, simple strokes of fingers and palm forced Shadowheart deeper into Asheera's back. So deep she thought they'd join together. Whether Asheera found some release, Shadowheart didn't care.

She was too busy flexing muscles, tightening around Asheera. Easy circles and curls of those fingers scored her deep. Caused her to clench without thinking. Every inch of her body hungered for palm and fingers. Two that became three, stretching her wide enough to cry out.

Between moans, Shadowheart tried to speak. "If you don't... I'll kill you in your sleep."

"If I don't what, love?" asked a gruff, husky Asheera. Sleep cut her voice to stone.

"Make me," Shadowheart breathed, "come."

Three fingers answered without a voice to match. One palm brushed her in sync with the rhythm that was crippling her thoughts. Breaking her to pieces.

Turning her into a wet mess that wanted more.

Needed more.

Needed everything until stars flashed behind her eyes, rolled back into her head, and her entire body buzzed until it was numb. Numb, overly sensitive, and desperate for those fingers to stay inside.

More.

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Decided it was time, especially after the epilogue... Like, c'mon. "Fending off Sharran assassins?" Hello?

So yeah. Here's a follow-up to the fic where Shadowheart and Asheera fight Sharran assassins and are massively into protecting one another. Fighting and fucking and all the beauty that entails.

Rating: E for Exceptionally Explicit

Category: F/F

Ship: Shadowheart/Trans Fem Tav

Tags and AO3 Summary under the break. Chapter notes indicate which smut tags are in which chapter!

(Kind of a lot of tags. I'm a comprehensive tagger, so sue me.)

Tags: Explicit Sexual Content, Shameless Smut, Smut, Porn With Plot, Trans Female Character, Half-Orc Tav, Canon-Typical Violence, Blood, Two girlfriends get turned on seeing each other fight Sharran assassins, Adventure & Romance, AND!, Gratuitous Smut, POV Alternating, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Cunnilingus, 69 (Sex Position), Blow Jobs, Girl Penis, Dirty Talk, Hair-pulling, Light Dom/sub, Established Relationship, Praise Kink, Object Penetration, Double Penetration in One Hole, Inappropriate Use of Selûne's Spear of Night

Summary:

After leaving Baldur's Gate, Sharrans still seek Shadowheart to enact vengeance for what happened in the Cloister. Assassins find her and Asheera in the night, and while they're prepared for the fight, they're not prepared for the intimacy of fighting against the darkness back-to-back, just the two of them. Or: two women get unbelievably turned on by a near-death experience and emotions bleed into the aftermath.

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Another heaping helping of my Shadowheart/OC modern/band AU.

Who doesn't love a late night diner date after an exhausting gig? If I told you the imagery of "someone coloring in a kid's menu while wearing smeared corpsepaint" is something pulled directly from my own real-life experience, would you believe me?

Either way, enjoy.

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Written for Smutmas 2023.

Another fic based on epilogue dialogue. This time it's about that "lying about making love atop piles of gold" tree that I fervently believe Asheera said to Shadowheart. Shadowheart's response really drove home the need to write this. What better time for some sweetness than this month, anyways?

Rating: E for the Epilogue's Fanservice Made Me Do It (It being write fluffy roleplay smut)

Category: F/F

Ship: Shadowheart/Trans Fem Tav

Tags and AO3 Summary under the break.

Tags: Explicit Sexual Content, Porn with Feelings, Romance, Smut, Trans Female Character, Half-Orc Tav, Sexual Roleplay, Roleplay, Face-Sitting, Oral Sex, Vaginal Sex, Dirty Talk, post-epilogue

Summary:

After a conversation about slaying dragons and making love atop piles of gold, Shadowheart decides to try out a new fantasy she's acquired. One that requires a bit of imagination. Takes place after the Patch 5 epilogue.