#so much longing

[fallingapart2dream]

So much agony in your heart. Offer me a plate of your pain for it hurts me to see you suffering alone. Darling, let me suffer with you.

[maxescheibechlinichacheli]

[theshotsheardacrossworlds]

Fantasies

Amelie and Rolan fantasize about each other at Last Light. NSFW.

“My lady…”

Rolan moaned at the thought of the woman who kept saving him and his family.

No! Quiet. Lia and Cal are in the next tent.

Eyes squeezed shut, he will himself to relax and for his mind to quiet. There had not been too many moments of privacy on their journey to Baldur’s Gate, let alone at Last Light, where they were currently. He finally admitted to himself that he was, indeed, frustrated, which was why he was in his disheveled state. Sitting against a crate, one hand around his throbbing cock.

Think of her…

NO.

It’s wrong.

She doesn’t know that I—

No.

But all I see is her.

All I think of is her.

All I long to hear is her sweet voice.

I want her to hold me. I’ve seen her hug her companions and the children but never me.

“Oh Rolan, it’s alright, my love. Come here.” The Amelie of his fantasy called to him, opening her arms. “I’ve got you.”

Rolan bit his lip at the sight of her in his mind.

She wore a red chemise that made her golden eyes sparkle, her long legs bare.

Gods, I hope I see this one day.

Her dark ginger hair was tied in a loose braid behind her.

“Come here, love.” She beckoned him, and of course I cannot deny her. I can’t say no to her. I can’t.

He sighed as he imagined being in her embrace, nearly shivering at the anticipation.

Warmth was the first thing he felt. So warm to the touch and in her sweet disposition. The second was how she felt. Softness…so soft, my love…

While he did not know if this version was one hundred percent accurate, he certainly hoped so. It’s…hard. Nothing she wears appears to fit her, despite her saying that the pale elf does his best to alter them. Even her lounge wear is…well…it’s…not nearly the right size. In her top. Her…breasts. And her sides. They spill over, and I try so hard not to stare because that’s wrong but gods, I just want to touch…

And touch he did. His hands disappeared under the chemise and ran his hands over her smooth, freckled back and hips.

Perfect. You are perfect.

“Do you want me, Rolan?” she whispered in his ear, her plump lips kissing the lobe.

“Yes. Yes. Please.”

A bed appeared behind her with what he assumed were the most expensive linens and pillows available.

Because she deserves the best. And frankly, so do I.

Throwing off the chemise, she smiled and laid down. “Have me then. I’m all yours.”

How I long for that to be true…I want to be yours…let me be yours…I’ll be better than any of your companions, any suitor in the Gate…give me a moment and I will be yours…

His clothes discarded, he moved to lay on top of her, touching and kissing every inch of skin he could. Her hands were in his hair at first and then slid to his horns, and…

Say it. Please say it.

“You’re so beautiful, Rolan. I’m so lucky. I love you so much.”

He clamped a hand over his mouth as he grunted, spilling into his hand and on his stomach.

Shit, I wanted to last longer than this. Fuck.

Rolan cleaned himself and lay down. Once again, he attempted to quiet his mind but for what he hoped was a pleasant dream. No more nightmares. Enough. I want to dream of her tonight.

Will we be at a ball again? Or some other party? Will I be delivering a lecture on something brilliant and there she will be, sitting in the first row? In our home with me, Lia, and Cal? Taking her out for a romantic dinner? Holding her hand? Kissing her?

No. Not kissing. Kissing leads to…you know. And I’m not doing that again.

***

“Rolan, please…”

Amelie’s thighs squished together as she began to roll her hips. Alone in her room at Last Light, she had been struggling with arousal ever since Rolan told her earlier in the evening, “I’ve thanked you once already. Don’t be greedy.”

Why the fuck did that turn me on so much?

I couldn’t even think after that.

I just…

I wanted to kiss him and say, “How’s that for greedy, wizard?”

He’d find that sexy right? I hope?

She felt heat bloom in her chest and cheeks, a hand reaching for a breast under her shirt.

“Please what, my dear?”

I’ll wipe that smirk off your face, saer.

With a snap of her fingers, her clothes were gone, leaving her bare. Here, in her fantasy, she would not be ashamed of how she looked. No shame. No embarrassment. No hoping that he would like what he saw because—

He rushed to her, his hands cupping her face.

His lips touching hers.

Moaning in her mouth.

A clawed hand then moved to her behind, and he ever so gently dug his nails in as he squeezed.

“Please take me to bed, handsome.” She murmured sweetly, hands on his shoulders. “Have me any way you want…”

I want you to hold me, touch me, fuck me, everything, anything. Please. Please. Please.

“Please, Rolan…” Amelie gasped and then clamped her mouth shut. She was closer to her end than she had been earlier, but without my toy, I won’t be coming. Unless…

She closed her eyes, muttered what she hoped was the correct incantation, and in her hand was an illusion of her toy.

And no wild magic reaction. Fuck yeah!

Now lying on her back, she spread her legs a little, activated the illusionary toy, and returned to her fantasy.

“How ever I want, hmm?” he teased as he kissed her and lingered. “You on top, my sweet. Ride me. Be greedy, Mia. Take me.”

YES PLEASE.

She pawed at his robe and unwrapped him like the most precious gift she ever received.

And he is.

Or he…would be if he wanted…

No.

He doesn’t want me.

NO.

“I thought you were going to ride me, dear.” The Rolan of her fantasy purred, taking her hands in his. “Don’t you want me?”

You fucking tease. OF COURSE I WANT YOU!

“I always want you. Always. Gods, don’t you know what you do to me?” She whined as her lips touched his.

Releasing her hands, he sat with his legs spread wide for her on the bed. “Why do you think I tease you so much, my sweet? I love to see you flustered. I love to see—ah! Fuck!” Rolan grunted as Amelie sank on his cock.

Is it ridged I wonder? Nadia says tiefling dicks are…

“Rolan. Rolan. Gods, you’re—” She panted, grinding against the ridges on his groin wantonly.

His clawed fingers gripped her soft hips. “Tell me. Please.” He gritted out. “Please.”

Please. He wants me. Only me. Only I can please him.

“You’re so fucking huge. I can’t get enough…I want so much more, love…please…”

The Rolan of her fantasy groaned before one of his hands reached for a breast and kneaded. “You will have everything, my sweet. Everything. Come for me!”

Amelie gasped several times as she came, her inner walls unfortunately fluttering around nothing. The illusionary toy disappeared, and she laid a hand over her heart.

Gods, if Rolan ever found out I was thinking about him while pleasuring myself I think I’d die. Poof. Gone.

[daisycassy]

I need someone more talented than me to do Devil's minion edit to Leonard Cohen's songs. I have a list. Guys....Please

[booklove22]

Fic Idea for someone who writes fics:

Nancy and Ace actually broke the curse in 4x03 but THOUGHT they didn’t when Nancy passed out (one last trick from Temperance). Its now 5 years later, and Nancy and Ace have moved on to other lives and other people, but have returned to HSB for Bess and Addy’s upcoming wedding, along with their significant others. Somehow, its discovered that the curse actually had been broken that day, and Ace and Nancy must come to terms with the promises they’ve made to other people and the lingering feelings they still have for each other.

[selkiesparrow]

Zoozve, my beloved

[briskchips]

WHAT'S THAT PUPPET BOY?

[kaasiand]

I wish we had every single game on DS

Not 3DS, just DS. Guys please stop tagging this as 3DS

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Expertise can't help you here.

[fallingapart2dream]

And when I told you I loved the city, you set it on fire. Now I'm afraid to hand you my heart.

[brainrotcharacters]

When irl pisses me off, I rewatch the Honda Odyssey scene to relax

[bumbleboa]

oh what a joy it is to get to grow old

[humming-fly]

I love how Gerald was trying to keep Shadow from spoiling anything about the future meanwhile literally everything Shadow says and does around Maria is the biggest death flag ever

[phantasmatoucan]

TLQ AND PRINCESS DOODLES (feat smitten and damsel as well)

BONUS silly doodles

[jinxarchive]

King and Queen of Zaun 🩷💚

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Source (Arcane Key Art by Aliya Chen)

[whatkindofnameisella]

can you believe that we have fanfiction. that we have websites dedicated to fanfiction. that there is a place that you can go and read tens, hundreds, thousands and thousands of pieces of writing that strangers have made. people who are not "writers". people who come home at the end of the day and have feelings and say, i am going to put that into words. i am going to share those words. short, long, sweet, sad, horny, funny, wonderful words. we are all just human and we all love to make and remake and share that with others. can you believe that.