#Tav

[gio-utti]

Astarion's idea of flirting

Bc that's probably what happens when he doesn't rehearse his lines before actually trying to use them yknow

[malacandrax]

Asena, Gale and kidstarion(!) for @bearsandswears/@when-wulf

[featherwurm]

Touchy-feelie tief beef:

Karlach makes a lovely heated blanket. If it's chilly instead of throwing a blanket over Tav she'll just flop on top of her.

They both grab each other's tails to entreat attention.

Circle of beef.

[lazylittledragon]

new terrible woman unlocked i'm very excited

[serpenlupus]

Come on Altavir, just admit it xD

Bonus Wyll cute face 😏

Stills under the cut!

[queendinies]

Lae'zel noooo 😭

These interactions are so funny

[dark-and-kawaii]

⋆｡˚⟡⋆ In His Arms So In Love ⋆⟡˚｡⋆

As he held her against him, their bodies moving as one, he couldn't help but marvel at how well she took him each time. How his cock fit her perfectly, like the gods had crafted them both with the intention of them joining like this.

⋆˙𝜗𝜚 — Pairing: Zevlor x OFC

⋆˙𝜗𝜚 — Content: NSFW - Romance - Tender Love - Nipple Play - Lactation - Creampie - Tender Loving Zevlor - Comfort - True Love - This Is So Soft And Wholesome - Big Dick Zevlor - Stretched Nicely - He Knows How To Fill A Hole With All That Cum ♡

⋆˙𝜗𝜚 — Artist Credit For The Image @cinnasalmon ♡ ♡ ♡

He was enjoying her, the way she felt pressed up against his chest as she kept his lap warm with that pretty little ass of hers. The way she ground her hips into him, her slick folds dragging painfully slow against his length. His pre-cum and her nectar mingling together, painting her in his scent, and hers on him.

The way her breath was ragged and uneven in his ear while she called out to him, “C-commander~♡”

He liked the way her fingers felt, buried deep in his hair, holding him so close to her… As if she was afraid he would suddenly vanish...

Not a chance in the nine hells.

Not once has he strayed from her side since the events in Baldurs Gate, he swore to himself a new oath that he’d always be near. Even in moments when dread gripped his aged heart, fearing his end was near… Zevlor believed fervently that even in death, he would find a way to continue guarding her- to never be far and leave her alone.

Zevlor had her and he was going to keep her, no matter what…

Lofn was so petite in his arms, so delicate, that he was certain if he squeezed her just a little too hard he could break her. The way her body trembled under his fingertips as they roamed her soft skin, one squeezed her thigh tightly, keeping her spread nicely on his lap. His other hand had settled on her chest, where he massaged her breast softly and tugged on her perked nipple every so often.

Zevlor’s ears twitched as the sounds she made, his eyes locking on her flushed face. He saw how her mouth went slack, drool trickling down her chin, as she let out the sweetest of mewls, “N’Z-evlor~ ha~ ♡ I-I- aaahh~ nn~”

When he pinched and rolled her sensitive nipple between his thumb and index finger, tugging it away from her gently, he watched as the smallest dribble of milk spilled forth from her chest. As it slid down her chest, the milky white substance sticking to her smooth skin, he was almost tempted to lean down and taste it, to run his tongue over the trail it left and lick her clean.

Those infernal eyes found hers once more- their gazes meeting as she nodded weakly, “P-please~ I want you to~”

How could he deny her?

Zevlor leaned forward and flicked his tongue against the perky bud, a groan leaving his mouth as the taste of her milk graced his tongue. It was like the finest ambrosia he had ever tasted. With a low growl, he latched his mouth onto her breast, sucking and lapping at the milk that came forth.

As he did, he could feel Lofn tighten her grip in his hair, pushing him into her further, her body shuddering as his warm, wet muscle danced around her nipple.

All while she kept grinding herself on him, her body moving slowly and her movements shaky. Her walls were soaked, her arousal sticking to his fat cock, and each time her folds slid over his tip, she had to stop herself from sinking down onto him. Each time his cock grazed her clit, her brow furrowed and her eyelids fluttered closed. Zevlor heard her moans become louder and more frequent as she became impatient, eager to take him in. He could feel the wetness of her pussy grow, the fluids coating his cock and dripping onto his thighs…

… Zevlor’s long lashes flutter as his eyes drift up to the woman in his arms, and his mind races- his heart skipping a beat.

Gods above, she was the most gorgeous woman- the most beautiful soul- he had ever laid eyes upon. It nearly brings him to tears thinking about how blessed he is to have her- how lucky he is that the Gods allowed him to have her.

Even though he was older- had lived for many years and had been through so much turmoil- she made him feel young. He felt as though he were a young man again, who was experiencing all these sensations and emotions for the first time…

Life had never been easy for him due to his infernal heritage, society branded him as a hellspawn, unworthy of affection, a creature that should be chained and locked away. But to her, he was not some hellspawn, but rather a protector, a handsome man who deserved everything and more, the only man worthy of her heart. His horns, often seen as marks left by a devil, were to her but a beautiful crown that rested upon his head...

Lofn’s love for him made him feel worthy.

And Zevlor- a man who had lived so long without affection, a man who had resigned himself to the fact that he was never meant to know love… Was in awe when Lofn confessed her feelings to him back at the grove… A part of him had felt bad, thinking she deserved a much younger man, one of noble blood like she. But, then she’d express how no other man could ever live up to him, how no other man would ever compare or make her feel whole as he did…

A small, quiet whimper catches his attention- bringing him back from his thoughts. And he sees how her lower lip quivers as she struggles to get the words out, “mn’Z-Zevlor, please- I- I need you my love~” Lofn was having trouble keeping her words coherent, her fingers and thighs trembling.

That look in her eyes, those ethereal silver-azure irises that seemed to glow in the dimly lit room, was pleading, desperate, and oh so needy. His hands settle on her hip and somewhat swollen stomach, his thumb rubbing circles into her skin as his mouth left her nipple, a quiet pop being heard as her breast bounced from the sudden release.

With a deep rumble in his chest, Zevlor leaned back, the hand on her stomach coming up to tuck a lock of hair behind her ear, and he whispered teasingly knowing it’s what she enjoyed, “Speak clearly my darling, or do you need me to move inside you to get your voice to work again?”

Lofn was quick to answer him, her tone wavering, her eyes watery, “Y-yes~ please! I-I need you inside of me, need you to make me yours- again~ I want to be full of you- mmnnn~ I-I need you, Zev- Commander~”

His breath hitches, and Zevlor swallows thickly as her words- as she calls him by his title goes straight to his groin, his cock twitching and pulsating beneath her. It took everything in him not to throw her on the bed and fuck her into the next age… He had to control himself, Lofn was pregnant after all and the last thing he wanted was to cause harm to their unborn child.

With his hands still on her, he guided her onto his cock, their duet of moans harmonized as his thick head parted her silky lips and entered her tight warmth- stretching her deliciously. Lofn arched her back while he continued to help her down his cock, “Ahha~ Zevlor! ♡ it-it’s s’good~ so good, you f-feel- AH~!”

She could feel each ridge- each bump, as his cock was forced deeper into her, massaging her plush walls so perfectly. She could feel his girthy member stretch apart her velvety insides, making room for himself within her, and her body shook, her walls clenching and spasming as his cock rubbed against her most sensitive areas.

The sensation of her clenching around his cock made his head spin. And as he reached her deepest point, the base of his cock resting snugly against her dripping cunt, his tip kissing her womb, Zevlor let out a deep groan, “By the Gods Lofn, you-“ he couldn't help but moan, his breath shaky as he spoke, “-I- I love you, my dear heart- my light-“

“Zevlor~ I-I- love y-you too~ ha~ s’much, Z-Zev~ ♡ so m-much~ i don’t think I could make it with-without you here~ ♡ haaa~ m-my love, my protector, my Commander~ a-aahh~ ♡ n-now, p-please- m-make love to me- make me cum- make me yours, a-again~ ♡ and again, my heart.”

He could refuse her nothing.

His large hands gripped her hips, and he guided her slowly along his cock. Lofn could feel his tip rubbing her cervix, the pressure pushing her over the edge- her moans loud, echoing throughout their shared chamber, her head thrown back in pleasure as her eyes fluttered shut.

But Zevlor- oh, his eyes stayed locked on her, watching the way she looked as she was filled by him. Her scent- her sweet smell was intoxicating, always making his mouth water and his throat go dry. She was of noble blood, a princess- heir to the Thay throne… A formidable woman who soared through the skies on the back of a dragon, closer to the gods than most. Commanding and powerful, she exuded strength. Yet in these quiet moments alone, she was nothing more than a puddle of vulnerability in his lap, a mess of a woman- a beautiful and fragile doll that fit him like a missing puzzle piece.

Their every touch was a verse of poetry carved in flesh, a visceral sonnet of their entanglement. Their bodies moved with grace, with each caress and thrust, scripting a love story in the very flesh they were made from.

And as her breasts bounced up and down with every gyration, as her moans became a song in his ears, Zevlor was sure this was what the heavens must be like.

As he held her against him, their bodies moving as one, he couldn't help but marvel at how well she took him each time. How his cock fit her perfectly, like the gods had crafted them both with the intention of them joining like this. He watched the way her folds swallowed his cock, her lips stretched around him, and he could see her juices drip down him… It made his thighs tremble- his tail curling around her waist as the tip of it caressed where his child rested.

They were both oh so close to that sweet release, he could feel the way her walls fluttered and tightened around him, sucking him deeper- pulling him into her. the familiar tight feeling in his gut grew, his cock twitching and pulsing within her- the head swelling and rubbing her insides.

Her eyes opened as she gazed at him through half-lidded eyes, a weak smile on her lips as she saw the expression on his face, and her hand reached up, brushing against his cheek, and she whispered, her voice soft and tender, “Come, m-my heart, cum inside me- make me yours, a-always~ ♡”

And, he knew she was right there with him, ready to fall off the edge. So, with one final thrust, his hips rising up to meet her as she ground herself into him, he released inside of her- filling her to the brim, “Lo-Lofn.. ha-hngg-“

His hot and sticky seed shot deep into her, coating her womb- painting her insides white, the milky substance leaking from her as her body twitched and trembled.

As his orgasm rocked his body, his mind went blank, his vision fading to white, all he could hear were her sweet moans-her cries of ecstasy as his name slipped from her lips.

He could feel her walls pulsate around him, squeezing him- milking him for every drop of cum, and her legs shook as she came- her orgasm washing over her as her whole body tightened and stiffened, her breath stuck in her throat. His tail kept her from falling back, his arms wrapping tightly around her waist, keeping her close to his chest, until finally, they both relaxed, and she collapsed in his arms.

Her head resting on his shoulder, her eyes closed, her breathing shallow, and Zevlor smiled weakly as he pressed a kiss to her sweaty forehead.

They were not merely lovers, nor were they but a couple- but rather a single soul, divided and given to two bodies, bound and fated to walk through eternity together. Forever connected- forever in love.

[so0thsayer]

Just a silly lil halsin idea i cant get off my mind (*/ω＼*)

ive been struggling to write recently. probably because im not that used to locking in and writting long fics - so its just something short and sweet for now

WARNINGS: suggestive and sleepy ;) + not proofread !!

enjoy !!

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Just imagine waking up after a long day to Halsin's arms wrapping around your mid section from behind, squeezing you in a loving manner. His hands move under your shirt, caressing and massaging the soft, tired skin of your stomach.

"Halsin.." you murmur, barely being able to keep your eyes open.

"Shh..." Halsin whispers into your ear, sending chills throughout your entire body.

One of his hands drift down the outside of your thigh. "Sorry to wake you, my heart. But I've missed you today..." He murmurs, pressing his lips to the side of your neck.

You can feel his knee softly pressing against the back of your thighs, silently asking for access between them. As you lift you leg slightly to allow him in, he presses his knee right against your core, attentively grinding it slowly.

You let out a soft sigh and lean your head back slightly, enough to have Halsins face hovering beside yours. You finally manage to get your eyes open, blearily looking at the room in front of you, too focused on what he was doing.

"You've worked so hard today." He purrs in your ear. "I think you deserve something special... but it would be a lie if I told you I don't have my own selfish reasons to reward you."

You feel the hand that was on your thigh reach the elastic of your pants. He waits for a moment, making sure you have no objections before carefully sliding his practiced hand into your drawers, feeling the heat of your excitement through your underwear.

You're in for a treat tonight.

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i think about this man too much lmao

anyways i hope you liked it !! this is my first bg3 fanwork 🤭

i actully really enjoyed writting this (i only did it in a day lol) i might write more short scenarios like this in the future, especially since i struggle so hard with writing long stuff😭

[neontokyoo]

Can you write something where halsin x wife reader and she gets hurt badly with a lot of angst but a happy ending

ugh I love angst. I'm so sorry this took so long, I was in the hospital when I saw the notification and tried to write a few weeks ago, but I forgot about it in my drafts because I've been really busy these past few months😭

Pairing: Halsin x Fem!Tav Genre: angst Summary: After finally defeating the Netherbrain Tav wasn’t seen after the explosion. All her party members made it out alive, but her disappearance was starting to worry Halsin. Warnings: angst, Tav goes missing after the explosion, Halsin thought he was going to be a widower, I’m not a crier so I’m not 100% sure but read at your own risk because it is pretty angsty.

Halsin was at camp with the others when it happened. Tav took Lae’zel, Karlach, and Shadowheart with her, leaving her husband at camp with the rest of their companions. But, of course, they didn’t exactly stay at camp, as they wanted to see how everything would work out. So they went out to the city, doing what they could to help there while the girls were trying to defeat the Netherbrain.

Halsin wasn’t much of a worrier when it came to his wife. She was tough, and she knew she’d be able to handle it. She always did. And he was feeling pretty confident that she’d make it out alive. But that was until the ship crashed.

That’s when he started to worry. He saw the explosion, but he couldn’t go investigate it because he was trying to help fight off the remaining illithids who were still in the city.

He assured himself that Tav would be alright as he finished off the remaining mind flayers. But his heart sunk when his wife was the only one who didn’t make it out yet. There, on the docks, he could see Shadowheart, Karlach, and Lae’zel, all standing together on the wooden boards with soaking wet armor. Hells, even Shadowheart made it out alive and the poor girl can’t swim.

The cleric coughed as she climbed onto the docks, wringing the water out of her snow-white hair. “Ugh. Should’ve learned to bloody swim.” She scolded herself. “Can’t believe I almost drowned at the last hurdle.”

She coughed again, and Karlach went to pat her on the back. “Well, you’re lucky that Tav was there to help you,” the tiefling said, trying to help her friend breathe.

Lae’zel stood there, helping herself get rid of the excess water, when the realization hit her. She looked around, examining her surroundings as if she were looking for something.

“Guys,” the Githyanki called, her face showing no signs of any emotion. “I don’t think tav made it out yet.”

Halsin couldn’t help but overhear their conversation as the fear started to take over. He wasn’t thinking anymore as he ran towards the docks. It took nearly every one of his companions to hold him back.

“Tav!” He shouted, fighting his companions to let him go. “Where’s my wife?!”

The tears were starting to stream down his cheeks, causing his companions to really feel sorry for him. It was very rare to see the Druid cry, and they weren’t exactly sure how to help him.

“Easy there, tiger,” Karlach interjected, trying her best to calm him down. “Your wife is going to be alright, bear-man. She’s a true soldier, I’m sure she’ll come up eventually.”

Halsin wasn’t having it. Finally breaking free from the party, he was able to transform into an octopus, jumping off the docks and into the water. His eyes scanned the water as he swam deeper towards the shipwreck, looking for any signs that his beloved was nearby, but he hadn’t been able to see anything for miles.

He started to feel guilt, sadness—pain. But just as he was about to give up, he see the distant glare of armor in the distance as light reflected off of it. He started to feel a little hopeful as the swam to the light as fast as he could.

He was starting to see better now. The hair, the armor… the blood… he refused to give up now, swimming as fast as he could until he managed to wrap a tentacles around her. Which probably wasn’t the best thing he could do considering the situation they’ve been in for the past few months. But he knew he couldn’t have saved her with a shark or a crocodile.

Luckily the docks were only a few miles away and then he could find her a healer. He kept swimming, occasionally looking back to see if she was doing alright.

When he finally reached the dock he got rid off the octopus, lifting Tav onto the wood before himself.

Karlach and Astarion ran over to help pull the couple out of the water. As Halsin handed Tav to Astarion, the vampire pulled her out of the water, checking for any signs of a pulse or any breathing. She was unresponsive.

Once Halsin got up, he rushed over to Tav, trying to get her to breathe again. She was bruised and covered in blood from the explosion, and Halsin worried that she wouldn’t make it.

“Someone go find me a medic,” he said frantically. “Quickly! I’m afraid we’re running out of time!”

Shadowheart and Lae’zel exchanged glances before leaving to look for help.

“You know, now’s probably a bad time, but if she doesn’t survive this, I’d happily take the body.” Astarion offered, licking his lips hungrily as he looked at the bloody figure lying before him.

Gale, who recently arrived at the dock while they were getting Tav out of the water, hit the elf in the back of his head, giving him a disapproving look.

Halsin, however, ignored his comment, focused on trying to stop the bleeding and keeping her alive.

It was rare to see Halsin this upset. The other party members had no idea what to do. He usually didn't worry like this, but Tav has already proven to do things to the druid that nobody even thought possible. Sometimes he couldn't help but worry, especially in times like this.

The remaining companions in the area all gathered around the couple. Jaheira and Gale attempted to help calm Halsin down while Wyll and Karlach were tending to Tav's wounds with ripped scraps of clothing, trying to help with the bleeding.

There was no denying that Tav was dead. She had no pulse, she was bleeding more than she should, and she wasn't breathing.

By the time Lae'zel and Shadowheart returned with Withers, Halsin was a weeping mess. The second he saw Withers, the druid wiped his tears away and took a few steps back from the body.

Whithers said a few quick words, and Tav was resurrected. She coughed out the water left in her lungs and gasped for air as Halsin pulled her into a tight embrace.

"I don't ever want to lose you like that again."

[tav-marcio-leles]

i’m being cringe again!

two young & handsome husbands.

two chronically overworked & sleep deprived, young & handsome husbands.

[aristenfromwarsaw]

~~ Mrs. Aristen Rosegrove-Ancunín & Mr. Astarion Ancunín ~~

❤️ x ❤️

[malacandrax]

Astarion and Baasa for @takaani !

[featherwurm]

Thiking about how the Teif Beef move their tails - Teiflings aren't cats or dogs or snakes or monkeys or anything else... they're people and the ways they move their tails reflect that. Some folks pick up habits from family members (or even the family pet) to express themselves, but it's like trying to quantify hand gestures - it's going to vary region to region, person to person.

Karlach:

Her tail moves a lot, just like her, she thumps it around, waves it when exited, and plays with it when she's bored. Her motions tend to be big and unafraid of taking up space.

a) Dozing off - it's still on the ground.

b) Stimming - she swishes it against a nearby surface, the ground in this case (Tav does the same thing)

c) Holding it still while it's twitching - holding the end of it means the middle of it can still move freely.

d) Lazy stretch - Just a normal little flick because it doesn't hold still long

e) Killing a bug - keeps her sharp

f) Self hug - keeps it out of the way (although this is something she'll usually just do by herself)

Tav:

Tends to be a little more still than Karlach, or at least smaller in her gestures (she's a monk), but she's still expressive with it, and sometimes it has a mind of it's own. She holds it and plays with it a lot too (which her family found rude - but her mentor at the monastery figured out helped her concentrate).

a) Dozing off - also still on the ground, usually the only time it will be flat on the ground unless she's ill

b) Meditation - it's still but she'll have it wrapped around herself or be holding it off the ground

c) Grooving - someone's playing something nice

d) Alert - listening attentively

e) Irritated - tail buzzing

f) Thinking - tapping her tail as she thinks

[kon4ka]

I draw beautiful bats!

In my AU, even as a brat, in post-canon Astarion also gains the ability to transform. Because their dynamics in the form of a mouse and a reduced fairy are simply in my heart!

[venacoeurva]

“Hey we saw you across the bar, we love your vibe, he wants to eat your viscera”

-Please do not reupload/edit/use-

[violacee]

Durge: Like it’s my fault my love language is acts of service and all I know how to do is kill