#Fanfic Event

[seasonal-skirmish]

Interns Needed! EVLAB (Extremely safe and Very secure Laboratory for Analysing Beasts) needs brave volunteers for a ground-breaking research project! Your task? Write (fan)fiction to help us study a thrilling new creature. Any fandom (including original works), any characters—jump in wherever you like when the time comes. It’s all about collaboration, creativity, and embracing danger in the name of science!

⚠️ EVLAB is not liable for any injuries, psychological trauma, or mysterious disappearances. No pay. No health insurance. No workers unions. ⚠️

Interested? Join the server here and start your research journey today! Not up for it? Don't worry. Your internship here will look great on your resume, even if you leave early.

DISCLAIMER! This event contains horror-like theming, including but not limited to: mentions of death, bodily harm, monsters, fire, and workplace negligence. This event contains unreality elements, and may cause paranoia. It's 100% possible to participate in the event without touching any of these roleplay aspects, and participants are always free to reach out to staff and ask us to translate elements of the event to avoid these themes. Please reach out privately for more information on this.

[lilacs-honey]

🌹 draco malfoy courting the reader hehehe

Yes? Yes.

Part of my 2 year milestone event!

MASTERLIST

(Yesss hehhehehe…. Got a bit spicy but that’s okay 😉)

“Hey pretty girl.” A deep voice said from behind me. I rolled my eyes and turned my head to see Draco Malfoy holding a black lilly, adorned in his usual casual black suit.

“Hello Malfoy.” I replied continuing to busy myself with my homework.

He sat down next to me and hissed out a sigh. Draco set the lilly behind my ear, tucking my hair back, and commented, “Not even going to the first name?”

“I’m a bit busy for your games today, Draco.”

“That’s fine by me, love.” He groaned as he stretched his long legs onto the coffee table across from him. “I could sit here and watch you study all day.”

“Bit creepy that is.” Blaise commented as he walked through the common room and up the stairs.

“Stay out of this you, pratt!” Draco yelled after him.

I sighed and half slammed my Transfiguration book shut. “What is it that you want?”

“A few moments of your complete and undivided attention.” He took his legs off of the table and smirked at me, his signature silver eyes gleaming.

There was a beat of silence before I said, “Well, go on then handsome. Spout out your surely well rehearsed speech.”

He smiled. “Y/n, ever since I saw you for the first time in first year I’ve known you’re the one for me. Not only because you’re beautiful, confident, and pure, but because of the way you perceive the world. I like you, Y/n, more than I’d like to admit. Will you go out with me?”

My heart sped up and I looked him up and down. It had been a few weeks since he had started surprising me with gifts and constant flirting, but I had thought it was a joke. It hit me like a ton of bricks and there was only one answer in my mind. “Yes.”

“Yes?” He asked, almost like he didn’t believe it.

“Yes. I would love nothing more.” We exchanged giddy grins sitting in a beat of silence, just staring at each other.

A beautiful electricity seemed to surround us and I forgot of everything real as we went in for a kiss. He placed his hands of the sides of my face, pushing my cheeks together and giving him leverage to deepen the kiss. Fire coursed through my body as I moved to sit on his lap.

We made out on that common room couch for was felt like hours, getting only occasional gulps of air. Once we finally parted, we kept our chests plastered together despite being red in the face and gasping for air.

“So, uhh… can we do more of that?” I asked, giggling at his crimson cheeks and ears that contrasted so heavily against his paper white skin.

“Yes. Most definitely.” He laughed breathily, running a hand up and down my arm.

“Yes.” I sighed. What a great word.

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[allforone-appreciation]

The AFO Sanctuary has finally Upgraded to The AFO Network with over 100+ Discord and as part of the celebration we are holding an event! For this Summer we are going to practice AFO's favorite Tropes, The Bad Guys win and Heroes Corruption!

But we are looking at Prompts, AU's and the likes after all there are many ways for these tropes to work. They can be horror, drama, dark fantasy, thriller and the likes. So do come share your ideas with us and share this post~! Let's have fun being a little villain~!

[comics-agere-week-2024]

Day 1's Posted Fics - According to the AO3 Collection.

The Avengers' Spiderling by LavenderAuthor (@lavenderauthor)

Little!Peter & CG!Tony

I Can Handle it by Little_Eclipse

Little!Tim & CG!Dick & CG!Damian

So Many Feelings Struggling To Leave My Mouth. by ramsywasalittlelamb (@ramsywasalittlelamb)

Little!Duke & CG!Batfam

The Adventures of Little Jason and his Caregivers by BattyIntentions (@battyintentions)

Little!Jason & CG!Dick

Snuggle Bug by BumbleBee_HQ

Little!Dick & CG!Jason

[twbmccevent]

Hey writers!

Sign ups for TWB's MCC event are now open! This is a competitive, multifandom writing event, running from June to August, inspired by MCC. Signups close on May 31st. If you're interested, join the discord for more information and to sign up: https://discord.gg/M8prCzTBNb

More info below the line!

The event is comprised of eight rounds of challenges, plus an event-wide dodgebolt. However, participants are not required or expected to take part in every round! While the event draws inspiration from a minecraft event, you’re welcome to write fics for any fandom (or original works) in this event! A summary of each of the rounds can be found here:

hole in the wall: themed prompts are sent out daily! work with your team to keep a daily streak of fics posted! 

bingo but fic: write prompts from your team bingo board to complete bingos! 

parkour tag: write fics to tag other teams with a potato. the less potatoes you have at the end of the round, the more points you'll earn!

grid runners: your team enters a room full of prompts. complete each prompt to unlock the next room - aim to get through as many as possible!

battle box: similar to fic fight, write fics for prompts submitted by other teams! build mart: combine prompts to get points! the more prompts used to write a fic, the more points you'll earn!

to get to the other side and whack a fic: submit any unfinished WIPs or prompts you missed from previous rounds!

sands of time: challenge based writing prompts! complete prompts of different difficulties, for varying amounts of points. keep an eye out for hidden vault keys and traps!

[haladrielficxch]

Author Reveals are here! Read below the cut to see who wrote your favorite fics!

don't let it in with no intention to keep it by alicuntisms for @nuclearnik

galadriel is in need of a human - halbrand is in need of a warm place to sleep. a bargain is struck. if only galadriel knew who she was striking a bargain with....

A Lust for Light by cozy_ships for @liminal-zone

The magic is always just there on the periphery of his lands, threatening to spill over. Sometimes he swears he can feel it in the earth beneath his feet, taste it in the water, clear and bright and so utterly unlike his own. The flowing currents of it had drawn him to these lands, led him to stake his own claim and build his fortress along the borders of the Golden Wood. He knows who resides within, hiding herself away amidst the forest’s glittering bowers.

Tempered by eye_of_a_cat for @cozy_ships on Twitter

She focuses instead on smaller things. She notices the edges of him: the sewed seams of his bracers, the way they press against the skin of his hands; the shadow at his neck where the cloth of his collar falls loosely; the way the fuzz of hair on his arms glows a little in reflected firelight. He is all edges and joins, scars and soldered seams. There will be a way to break him apart.

at the dawn of our folly, we took from the tree that was rotting by ichabodcranemills for @lisenberry

Stranded togehter in the middle of nowehere, political rivals Galadriel and Halbrand learn they have more in common than they could've possibly imagined.

Love is heavy and light, bright and dark by lisenberry for @softlighter

There was a time in Lady Galadriel Artanis Noldor’s life when all she had to worry about was keeping her face out of the sun and her feet out of the mud. Her nose in her embroidery and her hands soft as lambskin. Her brain empty and her mouth shut.

Many things had changed since then.

and I feel like I just got home by Lizzen for @eye_of_a_cat on Twitter

A third age haunting of a sort; an alternate version of life as seen through the looking glass, and the impact resonate.

She is Everything You Want by MyrsineMezzo for @alicuntisms

As he looked at that tight braid with the light reflecting in her hair, Halbrand realized he knew who she was. Everyone knew who she was. Galadriel Noldor. She was the best and the brightest; the pride of the university who had been profiled in the recent campus magazine because she was on a sure ride through the NCAA fencing tournament system even as a sophomore. He realized Mel had followed his gaze when he heard a low scoff.

“Noldor. A loner who thinks she’s above it all. Now there’s a challenge worthy of the highest of prizes.”

the only song i want to hear by MyrsineMezzo for @ichabodcranemills

5 times Halbrand kissed Galadriel in exchange for a secret, and one time he did not.

Set throughout the first season of Rings of Power.

Deeper, Darker Things Than You by nuclearnik for @formerlyIR on Twitter

He is effortlessly charming—and everyone besides Galadriel seems to eat it right up—but something hiding just below the surface, coiled and restless, calls to her.

don't answer me (i'm calling just to hear you scream" by poeticmemory for @the-sweet-hibiscus

One year after her eldest brother‘s murder, Galadriel and her friends find themselves in the sights of a horror-film obsessed killer.

everything (except what it is) by softlight for @myrsinemezzo

“And what are you going to say?” “That I can be civil if you can."

Rival teachers Galadriel and Halbrand sign up to run the school show. Things do not go as expected.

the Curse of Linhir by TheSweetHibiscus for @justatinycollector

The morning of October 28th I, along with my unwilling companion, managed to flea the decrepit town of Linhir. I had ran, cloaked in nothing more than a t-shirt and the threadbare soles of my brother's old hiking boots, nearly twenty miles to the Regent's port home in Númenor. Each step was agony – the ill-timed impromptu marathon more than enough to cause my lungs and thighs to burn like coal cinders. Yet it was nothing compared to the sinking dread — a fear I hadn't gotten far enough away.

By the Moonlight by justatinycollector for @wyrd-syster

It would seem to Galadriel, in their first few encounters, that Halbrand would always leave her with something. Later, she’d come to learn that he never left a place empty-handed.

The Highwayman AU.

stones that move (and trees that speak) by Wyrd_Syster for @bad-surprise

Halbrand wants power and Galadriel wants her inheritance. There is no cost too high, no price too steep, to stop them from taking what they want.

A Macbeth AU with a dash of Sleep No More.

[meowmeowriley]

Death Dove commented 'Home Improvement Ghost' on my latest fic and I just... I hate it here... (I laughed and ran to make this)

Anyway chapter 1 of Creature of Habit, my fic for the Despite Everything It's Still You event is up on Ao3. Please enjoy the links to both my fic, and the event. ❤

[ghostsfanficevents]

Ghosts Spooktober

Rules, other information, and the prompts written out below the cut

Rule + Other Information

This is not fanwork exclusive! Original content is welcome, and encouraged

This isn't writing exclusive either! All forms of work are welcome, if you think it suits the prop go for it

Prompts can be interpreted however you want to, but if you're curious about what I had in mind for the prompts feel free to ask in the comments or send an ask

NSFW works are welcome, just tag everything correctly on ao3, and on tumblr hide anything explicit under a cut

Alt Prompts can be used in place of a main one, in combination with a main one, or done separately. They can be used however many times you like!

If posting to ao3, add your work to the collection Ghost's Spooktober

When posting to tumblr use the tags ghosts spooktober24 or ghosts spooktober

I will be rebloging everyone's entries, as long as the above rules are followed of course. To make this easier please tag me

I will use the tag spook24 reblog

Have fun with it!

Prompts

Day 1. Shadows Day 2. Toffee Apple Day 3. Phobia Day 4. Nightmare Day 5. Scream Day 6. Fairytale Day 7. Blood Day 8. Movie Marathon Day 9. Tears Day 10. "Did you hear that?" Day 11. Graveyard Day 12. Magic Day 13. Witching Hour Day 14. Zombie Day 15. Haunted House Day 16. Free Space Day 17. Pumpkin Patch Day 18. Abandoned Day 19. Hocus Pocus Day 20. Vampire Day 21. "This is creepy" Day 22. Shock Day 23. Fall Day 24. "Its not real" Day 25. Ghost Day 26. Decorations Day 27. Rotten Day 28. Costumes Day 29. Corn Maze Day 30. Trick or Treat Day 31. Halloween

Alt 1. Apple Bobbing Alt 2. Witch Alt 3. Mermaid Alt 4. Traditions Alt 5. Baking

[aimportantdragoncollector]

ON THE STROKE OF MIDNIGHT, I OFFICIALLY OPEN THREE WEEKS OF TRIOHOLDERS!

I'M SO EXCITED I'M SPEAKING IN ALL CAPS!

Event Announcement!

Three Weeks of Trioholders is an event in dedicated to shipping the first three One for All holders in fics and art, hosted by yours truly. I commissioned the lovely announcement art from @poysean5. This event will run from Monday October 30 to Sunday November 19 2023!

Rules:

I will be accepting not only Trioholders (Yoichi/Second/Third) but also Duoholders (Yoichi/Second aka Ichinii), Yoichi/Third, and Second/Third. Basically, if your fic or art romantically ships the first, second, and third One for All holders in any combination/pairing, then it counts. I just picked the event name to be alliterative.

There will be both an art and writing category.

You may submit as many entries as you’d like. However, you will only be eligible to win once in each category.

The minimum word count for a fic is 1,000 words. Drawings must be colored.

AI (artificial intelligence) art or writing is NOT allowed.

I will be accepting any degree of heat for the romance, from mild crushing to NSFW.

The romance does not have to be the sole focus—for example, if you wrote a crack fic about the vestiges with a side of romance then that would be accepted. At the least, two of the first three One for All holders should be main characters.

Collaborations are allowed, though you can only win one prize for the group.

I’m not picky about time zones so I will count anything submitted until it is no longer Sunday November 19th anywhere in the world (GMT-12 is the last time zone.)

Prizes:

First place in both art and writing will receive a fic of a minimum of 3,000 words from me (Katydid on Ao3) based on a prompt of your choice. Second place in both art and writing will receive a fic of a minimum of 1,500 words from me. Honestly, if you participated in my One for All October contest last year, you know when I write prizes, I tend to go over the word count. I will also be offering an undecided number of honorable mentions (awarded with snippets) depending on how many submissions I get. One honorable mention will be given out randomly to ensure that everyone has a chance to win.

I reserve the right to ask for a different request if I do not feel capable of writing the prompt.

Submission:

Please use the tag Three Weeks of Trioholders if you submit your entry on Tumblr or Archive of Our Own. Also, please @ me (aimportantdragoncollector) if you share on Tumblr. If you post elsewhere online, then you can message me, send me an ask, or leave a fic comment with a link to your entry. Twitter or Fanfiction.Net entries are welcome, just please send me the link to make sure I see it. If I haven’t reacted at all to your entry within four days then you can assume I haven’t seen it and contact me again. I reply to all comments on my fics, and my tumblr asks will be open for the duration of this event.

Please contact me here on tumblr if you have any questions. I’m excited to be hosting this event, and I can’t wait to see what gets created!

[allforthegamebingo]

Themes of All for the Game Bingo, 2024

Andrew Minyard / Neil Josten (somewhat chaotic)

Jean Moreau & The Sunshine Court Themed

Palmetto State Foxes Themed (plain & chaotic)

We have our form ready to fill in, our themes and our theme cards ready to choose from! All that's left to do now is simply wait for March 1st, which is when the form will be available.

Each Participant is able to sign up for 3 cards in total!

[seasonal-skirmish]

Interns, your job has begun!

In order to kill the hydra, join the event, write for the provided prompts, and submit your writing. This event will remain open until the hydra is defeated, so feel free to visit the Seasons Skirmish server to check it out! If you're worried you won't be able to participate, but still want to join, don't worry. Participants can submit as much or as little writing as they'd like, and you're more than welcome to just spectate!

DISCLAIMER! This event contains unreality elements, and may cause paranoia. It’s 100% possible to participate in the event without touching any of these roleplay aspects, and participants are always free to reach out to staff and ask us to translate elements of the event.

[lilacs-honey]

happy birthday to your account!! for your writing event, can I please have Lilies 🌺 with work song by hozier and sirius black? thank you🖤

Work Song

Part of my 2 year milestone event!

MASTERLIST

——-

Boys, workin' on empty

Is that the kinda way to face the burning heat?

I just think about my baby

I'm so full of love I could barely eat

Work, work, and work Sirius swore these days it’s all that he did. Back when his dream of running his own tattoo shop was nothing but that he had had no idea what it would entail.

For the past week, he had been clogged with appointments. So many people had wanted custom tattoos, so he was drawing constantly. Then, it came to actually doing the pre booked tattoos which could take hours. As well as, walk ins that paid well, but took just as much time. Even when sharing the work load with James it was hard. Remus was out on vacation meaning Sirius had to take over bookkeeping and running the business. He swore he’d never have to do math, but there he was doing basic algebra at 8 am.

In short, Sirius was absolutely swamped. He had even been sleeping (albeit only a few hours) at the shop. His overfull mind only becoming more painful in the hours away from her.

Her. His only paradise. His pretty baby. The only girl for him.

He got small tastes of Y/n throughout the day, but it didn’t satiate his desire for her. Everyday at 11:30 am, she would bring him lunch during her break at her own job. She could be doing anything else, but she wanted to spend her rest time on him. Sirius loved it so much he felt sick. Often, he would be thinking about her so much that he wouldn’t be able to eat. He was unable to stomach the sweetness that he felt he never deserved.

There's nothing sweeter than my baby

I'd never want once from the cherry tree

'Cause my baby's sweet as can be

She give me toothaches just from kissin' me

Sirius walked into the apartment on Saturday night exhausted. Y/n called out to him, “Siri? Is that you?”

He didn’t respond quietly slipping off his shoes and coat. She turned the corner, running up to him and nearly sliding on the laminate floor. She wrapped her arms around him, placing her forehead on his.

“Hey baby,” Sirius sighed. “I missed you.”

She leaned away and smiled at him. That sweet smile that made him feel like he was going to faint. “I missed you more!”

Sirius moved to brush a thumb against her lips relishing in everything about her, before his gently pulled her into a kiss. It was soft and sweet and if he didn’t know better, Sirius would suspect he was going into cardiac arrest.

Boys, when my baby found me

I was three days on a drunken sin

I woke with her walls around me

Nothin' in her room but an empty crib

And I was burnin' up a fever

I didn't care much how long I lived

But I swear I thought I dreamed her

She never asked me once about the wrong I did

Y/n and Sirius had met many years ago, back when he was a self-described man whore and carried way too much trauma to hold on his own.

He had been a mess. Drinking constantly, using, and not being able to hold a stable job. Despite all of his problems, she had pulled him up and out of it.

Sirius had lost yet another job the day he had started that fateful drunken binge. Maybe, it was the cheap vodka or the combination of it and the weed, but he had called her.

When she arrived at his place after a very concerning phone call, you had found him on the floor half dead. From then on she never stopped taking care of him. She never asked what really happened.

My babe would never fret none

About what my hands and my body done

If the Lord don't forgive me

I'd still have my baby and my babe would have me

When I was kissing on my baby

And she put her love down soft and sweet

In the low lamplight I was free

Heaven and hell were words to me

Y/n and Sirius got ready for bed and laid down on their soft shared mattress for the first time in what felt like weeks.

She ran her fingers over his scarred up arms and chest. She kissed his lips, while caressing the marred skin. Sirius pulled away and kissed down her neck, nipping at all of the places he knew she liked. Out of the corner of his eye he could see her smiling under the dim lamp light.

“Fucking hell, you’re heaven.” He chuckled, saying a word between every soft peck of her neck.

“I could say the same about you, Siri.” She giggled, pulling him close to her, not planning on letting go anytime soon.

When my time comes around

Lay me gently in the cold, dark earth

No grave can hold my body down

I'll crawl home to her

Lying there wrapped around the love of his life, Sirius couldn’t help but smile, knowing no one and nothing could take him away from his baby.

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[mdzs-mixtape]

COMING SOON! MDZS Mixtape Exchange 2024!

Just a little save the date reminder, we will post more details in January with sign-ups.

DATES:

Signups Open: Jan 1, 2024

Signups Close: Jan 28, 2024

Assignments Out: Feb 4, 2024 (at the latest)

Posting: April 7- 13th 2024

[nursal1060writes]

I can finally post this fic!

Happy Valentine's Day - here is my DP Valentine's Core Exchange fic for @dp-marvel94 💕

It's a short fic about Dani trying to navigate her found family and asking Danny for help! I tried to make it sweet and cute, with just a bit of family drama! I hope they enjoy this fic, I've never wrote this style of family drama before! 🥰

I also count this as part of FYFFF - this fic is 'a WIP I am scared of'! I had a lot of second thoughts when working on this fic, but I'm glad it's finally up now!

@valentines-core-exchange

[swiftwaterprawn]

The Sixty-Sixth Sense

Fives died in the chip conspiracy. So Echo wakes up after the Techno Union missing half his body and his partner.

At least until he realises he can see and speak to ghosts!

To find the evidence to reveal the chip conspiracy once and for all, Echo must team up with the Bad Batch. But he doesn't expect to find love, or a new place for himself along the way.

This is my submission for Clone Bang 2023- a fic I've been working on for months now, and I'm sooo excited to finally be posting it. Please mind the tags below the cut.

With thanks to @trudemaethien (my superb beta), and @duck-that-draws (my incredible artist who created this fabulous first piece of art below with two more to come!) as well as @clonebang mods for organising this celebration of the clones!

Rating: Explicit

No Archive Warnings Apply

Tags: Body Horror, Vomiting, Grief/Mourning, Mild Gore, Swearing, Canon-Typical Violence, Panic Attacks, Anxiety, Explicit Sexual Content, Under-negotiated Kink, Consensual Sex, Polyamory, Post-Bio Chip Arc (Star Wars: The Clone Wars), Ghost CT-27-5555 | ARC-5555 | Fives, Talking To Dead People

[tavyliasin]

A nice collection of assorted reading, this is the GaleCord Secret Santa Event Collection! GaleCord is a Gale based fan server, but we have developed and nurtured an active, supportive, and welcoming community of smut writers in the NSFW areas who write for a range of pairings. You're more than welcome to come and join us in https://discord.gg/GaleCord - just mind the rules, no sharing the server or contents to performers/studio employees, and remember that Mystra sucks. Anyway, here's a preview of the collection - a few more are adding to it later as we had 16 entries and not all of them are uploaded yet~ Mind the tags, of course, but so far we have: - Bloodweave (multiple fics with this one) - Astarion/Tav - Omeluum/Tav - Gale/f!OC - Astarion/Halsin/Gale - Durge/Gortash - Dammon/Karlach/f!Reader - Wyll/Astarion

My own entry is this one: The Words That Bind Your Pages - Bloodweave with Dom!Astarion and willpower bondage. Sample below! Smut Below The Cut~

---------- The Words That Bind Your Pages ----------

Gale was entranced. Slick fingers scissoring open the very destination his desire wanted to leap towards. He tried to imagine a heavy weight pressing atop him, holding his body still to keep him from climbing atop the chair in front of him and taking what he wanted. And oh how he wanted it. The pale form of his lover was the most beautiful sight he could imagine, and there was no need for imagination now. Even the depths of the Weave had failed to reveal marvels more magnificent than the sight of Astarion pleasuring himself, preparing himself, all the while taking back ownership of all of it. The connection they felt was clearly no accident, and went far beyond a tadpole squirming in their brains… The heat building in him as he watched was almost unbearable, but…he would give himself over to this fire time and time again, burning up beneath the command of crimson eyes. Those words were the only ones worth listening to, the only requests- the only commands that were worth following. The wound on his neck ached softly on the edge of his consciousness, still longing to feel that gentle pressure, the kiss of death that made life worth living. His chest glowed more with the Weave reacting to his lust, yet he swallowed the magic back down. Not one syllable of a spell would pass his lips, his fingers would not seek a single strand of the power he once craved. Instead, they sought tighter purchase on his sanity, almost bruising his legs as he realised his lover was finally ready to put an end to the teasing. “On the bed,” the soft words almost purred from the vampire’s throat, rich with desire, “take off your clothes and lay back, love, and I will give you everything you want.” Gale stopped himself from replying, biting back the words. He would simply have to lavish his lover with an essay of affection when they were done. His clothes hit the floor with a few deft movements and a quiet swish of fabric. Astarion’s shirt joined the pile as the wizard moved back on the bed, heated skin feeling the contrast of cool sheets beneath him.

The vampire on all fours crawling towards him looked every bit the predator he should, the hint of fangs and sparkling crimson eyes screaming danger to the part of Gale’s mind that was stubbornly hidden beneath a thick curtain of lust. As he lay his head back on the pillows, he stilled his body, trying to calm the rush of his heart thrumming in his chest. “Give me your hands.” Astarion straddled his waist now, sitting upright and reaching out towards him. The command was quickly followed, and the elf took one hand in each of his own in the manner of a noble greeting a potential lover at a ball. “You have been so patient, love, so very good.” Gale felt the cool soft lips press a demure kiss to the back of his hand, blush rising to his cheeks more strongly than during the entire salacious performance. “I think it’s about time for your reward.” Astarion kissed his other hand, this time adding more along the backs of his fingers, shifting his hand’s grip until he could reach the tip of his index finger. “The greatest magic, darling, is not what you can do. It’s what you can feel .” Gale gasped as his dearest vampire slowly took his finger between his lips, tongue curling around and sucking gently, a soft moan reaching his ears and all the while their eyes were locked together in a lover’s gaze. When he was done with the lewd kiss, Astarion slid his grip to Gale’s wrists, lowering them down to either side of his head on the pillows. He pressed down hard for a prolonged moment, then let go and sat up above him once more. “There, love, can you not feel me still? Even though I’ve left? Be a good little Wizard and keep them there.” He paused as Gale nodded. “You can answer with your voice this time, but only briefly. After that, all I will hear from you is the sweet sound of you moaning my name.” Gale felt himself trembling slightly, but he nodded again. “As you wish, my love.”  ---- The rest is on AO3, though I may try to post the full thing here at some point in the future~ Enjoy! And don't forget to drop a little love to the authors of the collection on AO3 too, they all worked very hard on their gift pieces, and every one did an outstanding job~