#Lae’zel x tav

[fay-run]

incredible commission of sindyrdra and lae’zel from @mooreaux !! thank you so much for capturing them so well, this is lovely <3

[avocado-writing]

For the bg3 requests how about the companions realizing they love tav in the middle of a battle(love your work!!!)

partner piece to this!

Astarion

realises when he sees you cut down someone in battle to save him.

you don’t think twice about beheading the cultist, or shooting them full of a magic missile, or stabbing them in the guts from the shadows - whatever you do is equally wonderful.

his eyes go wide as he watches you make the killing blow. warm blood spatters on his face and, when you shout to ask if he’s alright, his heart does a funny little dance in his chest.

he’s alright. he’s the most alright that he’s ever been, actually

kisses you suddenly, the taste of the kill dancing between your lips, and stares at you very sincerely.

“I love you.” then back to the battle before you can press it any further.

Gale

if you’re a spell caster, he falls for you because of your capability using magic. you have a knack for it he finds delightful.

the twirl of your hands, soft speaking as you recite verbal components, all of it - it’s all perfect.

he stares at you, distracted for a moment, and then gets a club in the side of the head and is catapulted back to battle.

if you’re not a mage then it’s when you do something he taught you, silencing an enemy wizard by cutting them off when you realise a somatic component. you shoot him a thumbs up and he feels his whole face go bright red.

you listen to him. you care about him. and he loves you.

Wyll

you’re fighting back-to-back, fending off enemies as they charge towards you, yelling out directions for the other one to be watching.

“wyll! big guy on your left!”

he turns and stabs, running through an orc, and hears you laugh from the exhilaration of battle.

he realises then how much he loves you, how he’d never have any other life than this heart-pounding, blood-pumping excitement with you; and he’d do anything to keep you safe.

there’s no time for him to confess right now… but he does reach behind himself to give your free hand a little squeeze with his. just so you know. just so he can come back to it and confess later.

Karlach

raging, so it’s less her thinking through it and more a series of realisations which come to her all at once.

you: fighting. you: protecting. you: protecting her. you: capable. you: loveable.

oh, it all slips into place. she can’t do anything about it right now because her axe is buried in the face of an ogre, but after the battle when she’s calmed down she seeks you out.

is a bit awkward about it, finds reasons to be near you, but you manage to work out what it is she is desperate to say.

give her a kiss, and she squeals with excitement. she thinks you’re just perfect!

Lae’zel

ahh, lae’zel. would she fall for you at any other time?

has always watched your form in battle but there’s something about today, this fight. she can’t keep her eyes off of you.

you are flawless. perfect. dispatching enemies with ease.

she realises she feels not just fondness for you, but love. something she did not believe that she’d ever experience.

she is a little distracted and gets hit, but that just makes her focus back on the battle. you check in with her afterwards and she brushes you off, stomping away to go and mull her feelings over.

is… scared to confess to you. may do it one day. not today.

Shadowheart

runs over to heal you during a battle, your wounds are great, but you shake her off:

”you’re in far worse condition than me! heal yourself first!”

she realises how hurt she is for the first time. she sort of learned to deal with the pain as she was raised sharran, but… you’re the one who’s taken notice of her. nobody has ever done that.

suddenly she is overwhelmed with feelings for you. she’d been soft for you before, but now she is overwhelmed with emotion.

she does heal herself, and then you - luxuriating in the feel of your skin under her hands.

Halsin

he’s already fond of you, but the thing that really gets him is during one particular battle.

you’re fighting and he can see you’re doing your best to protect something behind you from your assailants. during a moment when an enemy is down he sees what’s behind you: a baby boar, terrified.

not the most pleasant creature, covered in mud and squealing, but you still are attempting to shield it from the battle, and when the fight is over he sees you use magic to talk to it and calm it down, check it over for wounds.

he realises how smitten he is with you in that moment. how much you care. you are perfect, and he wants to spend his life with you.

Minthara

probably falls for you during an act of violence, a particularly bloody kill.

you show no mercy to your opponent, opening them from throat to navel, eyes bright as you see them bleed out.

you are an angel of death, vicious and proud. you smile at your kill and minthara finds herself smiling too.

charming. you are charming, and that’s all there is too it. she smiles through the rest of the battle at the thought of you.

[thehistoriccemetery]

Companions React to Reader Sitting on Their Lap

It’s another pretty short one this week, as I’ve had terrible Minthara brainrot and I’ve been able to write nothing but filthy smut 😔

Anyway, this one is some family friendly head canons about the ladies with a bonus Dame Aylin and Isobel!

Shadowheart

Shadowheart doesn’t say anything at first, but you do notice her skin get slightly redder, and you watch a tiny smirk grow across her face.

She’s not typically one for public displays of affection, but something about lap sitting is different.

It’s like affection with plausible deniability. What else was I supposed to do? Sit on the floor?

After you’ve done it once, Shadowheart considers the barrier broken and takes every opportunity to sit on your lap.

Sometimes you think she must have a sixth sense that tells her when you sit down, because she simply appears on your lap.

If you cross your legs or do anything else to prevent her sitting in your lap, she gives you a little cough to let you know you should remedy that as soon as possible.

Depending on who’s around, she’ll sometimes lean back against you, pressing her whole body to yours.

She likes it when you wrap your arms around her and rest your head on her shoulder.

While she prefers to be the one sitting on your lap, she’s still more than happy to let you sit on hers.

Lae’zel

The first time you try sitting on her lap, she pushes you off. Why are you sitting on top of her? Weirdo. You roll your eyes and sit on the ground.

But then she decides that it’s weirder you’re sitting on the ground so she gives you her seat.

But then she doesn’t want to stand anymore. Tsk’va. Whatever. Guess she’s gonna have to sit on you.

Lae’zel only ever sits on your lap, never the other way around. She oddly never picks up on any of the possible implications of that.

If anyone calls Lae’zel a bottom she’s gonna throw hands.

She doesn’t lay up against you or anything. To her this move is strictly practical, or at least she acts like it is.

You let her have it. As far as you’re concerned, you have a lovely girlfriend on your lap so you’re not going to complain.

Karlach

The first time you nonchalantly sit down in Karlach’s lap, she’s so chill and unfazed.

At least, that’s the vibe she’s trying to give off. She can be cool about this. So cool.

It’s less than a minute before her body starts to betray her. Her legs bounce up and down excitedly under you. As soon as you turn to face her, her stoic expression cracks into one of pure delight.

After that, Karlach pulls so many tricks to ask you to sit in her lap without actually having to ask.

Oh no! There’s no more chairs! Wherever will you sit? Looks like it’ll just have to be in her lap again. Ignore those broken chairs hidden in the corner, this isn’t about them.

You catch on pretty fast. Only so many chairs can disappear before things start to get suspicious.

You sit yourself on Karlach’s lap, watching the goofy smile grow across her face. “You know you can just ask, right?”

Her skin flushes and she buries her face in your neck. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

Unfortunately, she’ll never sit on your lap because she’s too afraid to crush you. Even if you’re bigger than her. You’re too precious to risk it.

Minthara

Minthara is always taking up as much space as she desires in any given situation, so it’s not uncommon that she takes up the space of more than one person.

Luckily she’s always got a place for you to sit, whether that be in between her legs or on them.

She’s never bashful about pulling you into her lap, even when there people are around.

If anything, an audience actually encourages her. You are hers, and that is most clear to everyone when you’re perched on her thigh.

Other times she will be slightly more subtle, tapping her inner thigh in a silent invitation, queuing you to join her.

There are very few scenarios in which Minthara will sit on your lap though. At least, in public.

If you try to get her to sit, she’ll shoot you an “I know that you know this isn’t how this works” look, leaving you to let her take your seat and take your position on her lap.

Jaheira

It really depends on the day with Jaheira.

Most days she going to tell you to get an extra chair. There is no need for you to be sitting in her lap right now.

Sometimes, even if there is no extra chair she would have you sit at her feet in front of her before she let you into her lap.

But on those particularly long and hard days, when you come back looking exhausted and beat, she will allow for some extra tenderness.

She’ll gently guide your head to rest on her shoulder or against her chest and stroke your hair.

If you’re in a more comfortable space she will even slide her hand up under your shirt to rub your back.

More often than not, you fall asleep almost instantly, even if everyone around you is still making a ruckus.

She’s still not going to carry you to bed though. You can walk yourself there.

Dame Aylin x Isobel

Isobel is a princess and Dame Aylin is her throne. It’s more common than not the Isobel is on Aylin’s lap.

For Aylin, it’s like displaying a beautiful trophy. She needs everyone to look at her beautiful girlfriend right now.

The notion makes Isobel blush, but she’s just as proud to have Aylin as Aylin is to have her, so she’ll allow it.

Aylin doesn’t sit on Isobel’s lap, nor would she ever allow her to give up her seat, but Aylin will sit at her feet and gaze up at her with awe and wonder while Isobel smiles down at her and runs her hands through the aasimar’s hair.

And Selune forbid there’s no place for Isobel to sit. Aylin would sooner get down on one knee and let Isobel sit on her leg than leave a tired Isobel to stand.

Aylin’s shoulders are also an acceptable option. She can hoist Isobel up there with ease. She’ll never have to walk for any longer than she wishes.

Granted, it makes them like 10 feet tall, so there’s only a few places it’s applicable before Isobel has to be on alert for low hanging obstacles.

[milkcioccolato]

It’s a baby!

The dialogue you get from Lae’zel when getting the gith egg is so stinking sweet, my baby is learning love and tenderness bit by bit and it’s so damn cute🥺😭

[lilliesinwaterdeep]

You know my weakness?

Fics that take place after in game events. I want to know what the author’s hc’s are for life after the netherbrain.

What happens to Tav and Karach in Avernus?

What kind of adventures do Tav and Astarion go on in the night/underdark?

Does Tav help Wyll rebuild Baldurs Gate? Or does the couple go to avernus with Karlach?

How does Tav adjust to life with Gale in Waterdeep?

What does Rolan and Tav’s lives look like in Ramazith’s tower?

I WANT TO READ IT ALLLLLLLLL

😭😭😭

[bg3scenarios]

Lae’zel: Tch, what is this wretched creature?

Lae’zel: Its wicked gaze knows no fear

Tav: It is called a Furby

Lae’zel: It is disgusting

Lae’zel: …

Lae’zel: …May I have it?

Tav: Yes, I got it for you

*Lae’zel picks up the Furby and hugs it*

Lae’zel: It is done

[bloodandoranges]

Things the main BG3 characters love (Halsin included)

I came from the era of tumblr and fanfic where EVERYONE was writing imagines so this is sort of in the same breath…

Karlach / Shadowheart / Lae’zel / Wyll / Astarion / Gale / Halsin / 18+ though there’s not a ton of mention of spice

Karlach

She loves to touch you, any way she can. Holding your hand, playing with your hair, carrying you around… as long as she can feel you, she is content.

In camp, you sit in her lap as you eat and wind down from adventures, and strong, gentle hands run over your body… not in a lustful way — not usually — just adoring you.

Thought sometimes, she’ll slip her hand under your bed shirt, clawed fingers gently tracing over your side until you gasp and excuse yourself for bed…which Karlach eagerly follows.

Laezel

Lae’zel has never been fond of public displays of her affections; but alone? She loves to kiss you, to feel your hot breath against her face before your lips meet, fingers tangling through hair…

You feel lucky and privileged to see this tender side of her. The soft pecks in the mornings are just as special, as the two awaken from sleepy hazes, lazily smiles on your faces. She presses tender kisses over your neck and shoulders…occasionally, trailing down your chest, over your thighs… she loves your fingers tugging her hair, the way her name falls from your lips.

Shadowheart

(I apologize as she’s my baby girl but also the only one I haven’t seen a ton of romance stuff for but I tried with what I know!)

Whenever you hand Shadowheart a flower? Her heart skips a beat, cheeks instantly flush…simple gestures like that; a kiss given, a hand squeezed, all make her once dark heart flutter. She loves to be doted on, to know she’s utterly adored by her lover. Of course…she loves to dote on you too.

Quality time is important to her, she takes you on dates or private walks all the time…and sometimes? She takes you in the bushes.

Wyll

There is nothing he loves more than singing to you; more specifically? Writing songs for you…of course, he writes you sweet letters all the time, doting and adoring…but his songs? They’re always full of passion, something you can both dance to. He twirls you around the campsite, humming as he beams at you…eyes full of utter devotion.

He loves to pull you apart with his tongue, with his sweet words, and sometimes settled with your legs over his shoulders…

Astarion

He loves to praise you, to absolutely worship the ground beneath your feet. No god could ever compare to his love… Not that he’d really ever tell you that, of course. But it’s clear in his affectionate touches, the way he dotes over you. You are his world.

Of course, that extends to the bedroom. To be able to bring you to bliss; to have the choice? It’s everything to him…and he definitely doesn’t mind when you return the favour.

Gale

He loves to give things to you. Grand displays of affection are a daily occurrence with him. Bouquets of flowers too big to hold, a (magic) luxurious bed after a particularly rough day, cooking extravagant meals - when the only ingredients left /aren’t/ a single mushroom and an apple.

When you move in to his tower in Waterdeep? he takes you shopping, making the tower just as much yours as it is his, buying you extravagant outfits and trinkets and anything your heart desires; all while reminding you that you are worth far more than he could ever give you.

Of course, you give him plenty in return…

Halsin

You are sure no one on this earth could be more affectionate than Halsin. He loves to bask in the sunshine with you, often lazing around as a bear…enjoying just being with you. He loves showing you new things, teaching you and even learning with you… you bring light into his once shadowed head.

Though, there is nothing he loves more than a good old romp in the grass with you.

[demigoddessqueens]

Imagine Astarion, Wyll, Gale, Lae'zel, and Shadowheart with a blue dragon bloodline S/O that refuses to stay inside during a storm? Like... They will climb up the nearest tree and chill out in the rain and be absolutely DRENCHED the next morning with the biggest grin on their face

🤣🤣 sure thing

Masterlist 11

Astarion

Absolutely not! You are sleeping outside if you’re soaking wet but his protests can’t last long as you outweigh him and now he’s pinned to a soggy bed

Wyll

Can’t stay annoyed with you for long because you look so cute enjoying yourself and even if you shake yourself dry, then he’ll rush over to dry you with a towel

Gale

He and Tara are woken up by you shaking dry so now a disgruntled cat and slightly grumpy wizard have to spend all day trying to dry off as you still happily enjoy sitting outside with the rain

Lae’zel

Even after all the bantering back and forth, she knows this isn’t a fight she can’t win and prepares for whatever rainy day antics you come up with each time.

Shadowheart

She still strongly suggests you come inside during a storm, please don’t track mud, but sometimes you convince her to let loose every once in a while and enjoy the cool water on her face

[lunian]

got a crush on Lae’zel after 5 mins in first playthrough (if one rizzard didn’t happen on the way..)

[madiineko]

listened to soft spot by keshi and bawled my eyes out thinking of lae’zel OUGH

[iicaru2]

potentially unpopular opinion, but my favorite ending for lae’zel (romanced or not) is asking her to stay in faerûn. the first ending i ever got for her was the sick ass dragon ending, but i didn’t feel good about it when i got to the epilogue. i kept thinking about that scene she has in act 3 (post-vlaakith showing up in camp to yell at her like an abusive mother) where you can ask her about her own needs and wants vs. her pledging herself to different people’s causes. vlaakith, then orpheus.

she approves when you ask, and says something along the lines of “there will come a time when i can think of myself beyond the lich-queen (...) but that time won’t come until the prince of the comet is set free.” she’s been living her entire life following orders and dedicating every bit of herself to the cause she believes in. lae’zel does just about everything in the name of someone else, because that’s what she was taught. she was raised a loyal soldier, and she doesn’t quite know what she is without that purpose in her life. she’s a lot like shadowheart in this regard.

but if you convince her to stay in faerûn after defeating the netherbrain— i know this quote because i saved it as i love it very much— she says: “mother gith battled for liberty - but it was only here, with you, that i learned what it meant to be free. yes - i will stay. my destiny is for neither vlaakith nor orpheus to decree. it is mine.”

and orpheus acts like everything he did was for nothing after that, which is kind of dumb. voss is obviously still going to fight for githyanki liberation (he has a letter about this in the epilogue), and you can see several of them taking to the skies afterwards. the githyanki people will be liberated, but it doesn’t have to be lae’zel who spends the rest of her life doing it for him. she’s found friends here. family.

she’s made a life of her own, and it’s unfair to ask her to throw that away for a war she didn’t start. like, for fuck’s sake, she’s twenty-two. she’s the youngest of the origins, and honestly, after seeing so much content of her throughout my several campaigns, it makes sense. lae’zel is the way she is because not only is she very young, she was also raised a soldier in a cutthroat environment. she’s never known any different, not until the pc and the tadfools party comes along to turn her worldview upsidedown.

if you ask her to stay, she seems so happy in the epilogue. plus, if you happened to steal an egg from the crèche and have exceptional approval with her, you can ask if the egg has hatched yet, and it leads to my favorite line of hers in the game: “so it has. i call him Xan. ‘freedom.’ tonight, he is safe among people i proudly call friends. what a wonder he is. he will be a fine warrior, if he chooses. or a poet, or an explorer, or a scholar. i was afforded a destiny of my own choosing. when he comes of age, it is only right i give Xan the same.”

she’s happy, and free, having adventures of her own all over faerûn with people she trusts. she’s raising her adoptive son and giving him the childhood she was never allowed to have. it’s such a great ending for her and i love her so fucking much.

[gaysindistress]

Things that I feel like would happen when you’re in a relationship with Lae’zel.

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1. She hated you the moment you met.

I would even go as far as to say that it started the moment you made eye contact. For this I imagine you’re Tav, the great leader and adventurer, and she can’t stand you. She hates how you’re so willing to let the other companions join without hesitation. She hates how you go out of your way to help others like the tieflings when she’s telling you not to. She hates the fact that you are such an honorable and caring leader because she’s nothing like that. She hates the fact that you’re kind and compassionate towards her when all she’s been is cruel and malicious to you. She hates that your gentle hands and soft spoken words have artfully cracked the walls around her heart. She hates the way that you look at her and how it never seems to change even when you’re in the company of others.

She hates that you don’t hate her.

2. She becomes fiercely protective of you when Shadowheart starts to show interest in you.

It feels ridiculous to her but she can’t stop herself from watching your every move or guarding your tent at night. A desire to protect is buried somewhere in her. It pushes her logic away and forces this utterly primal feeling to the surface when it comes to you and your wellbeing. Before Shadowheart, Lae’zel might’ve just kept you in her peripheral and trusted you to not be stupid enough to get seriously hurt. She would’ve cursed at you when she marched over to you after a goblin landed a decent shot and yanked you to your feet. If she felt like it, she might even help you with your wounds but it wouldn’t be kind nor gentle. Although when Shadowheart comes and starts to show an interest in you, the warrior sees red.

During battles, she’s never more than a dash away and your enemies are shot down with an arrow before you can even pull out your blade. When you’re traveling, she keeps you at her side and will employ a host of reasons why you should stay there. They range from she needs to talk to you privately all the way to she senses danger and since she’s the best warrior, it makes the most sense to stay beside her.

Everyone at camp can see what she’s doing…expect you. You’re blind to it and that could because you genuinely think that she hates you. I mean what reason do you have to think she doesn’t? It becomes clear that maybe you were wrong the night that she and Shadowheart get into their fight. You’re coming back to camp from bathing when you see the cleric has Lae’zel pinned to the ground with a blade pressed into her throat. They’re unaware of you as they argue, threats and death wishes flying between them.

“Absolutely not!” you shout at them as you drop everything in your arms and rush over. Both women tense at your tone but neither are willing to back down. “Get off of her now,” you snap at the cleric with your hands on your hips.

“Chk, do not order us around as if we are yanki,” Lae’zel replies, brushing herself off as Shadowheart gets up.

That causes your blood to run cold. You narrow your eyes on her and take small strides towards her, pointing at her as you chide the warrior, “if you’re going to act like children, then you will be treated as such. Whatever petty disagreement you have with her needs to end now. We have more important things to worry about than protecting your pride, Lae’zel.”

The mentioned pride is wounded by your cutting words but she knows you’re right. She simply spits out a ‘chk’ before storming off to her tent. You know better than to check on her so you leave her to nurse her wounds in private.

The next morning is a different story though. The warrior may not be on speaking terms with you but you’d would be hard pressed to move a few feet without Lae’zel magically appearing. A few times you almost elbowed her from how close she was and the only explanation she offered was an upturned nose with a ‘chk’. Whatever danger you come into contact with that day is immediately cut down by either a githyanki sword or an arrow through their throats.

3. You don’t hear the first time that she actually compliments you.

Lae’zel thinks that showing her approval of you would be to show weakness and she can’t have that. She’s barely able to say kind words half of the time. It’s not that she doesn’t want to per se; she would love to see your face heat up and you grow shy under her watchful gaze when she tells you how stunning you are. It’s more that she doesn’t know how to in the sense that she can’t figure out how to make the words fall from her mouth.

Instead she settles for keeping you at arms length while staring at anyone who comes near you. The tiefling celebration at your camp however is the night she can’t take it anymore. You’re mingling with everyone, giving them the attention that Lae’zel craves. She keeps telling herself that you’ll come to her, you just need to see how unworthy these people are of your time first.

Eventually you do find her and she commends you on your leadership in defeating the goblins. Perhaps against her better judgement (her heart), she suggests that you two have sex, no strings attached of course.

You don’t exactly accept her answer but you don’t reject her either. It’s enough to ease her troubled mind until she sees Shadowheart lean in just a little too close. Given your last collective encounter, the girthyanki isn’t too pleased to see the cleric being friendly with you.

The drink that had been thrust in her hands has turned sour on her tongue and sits heavy on her stomach. Whatever food that had been prepared for their little feast now feels like it’s spoiled and threatens to come back up. Lae’zel’s head is swimming with foul thoughts whether it be from the alcohol or her jealousy. A mood even more intense and abhorrent overcomes her while she sits by the fire and stares at the flames. Consumed by the flames of both the fire in front of her and her internal one, she doesn’t notice you sit beside her. It’s not until you gently bump her shoulder with yours that she registers your presence.

“For a celebration you’re quite broody. Is something amiss, warrior?” you quietly tease her. The nickname you’d given her shouldn’t stroke the fire within her but it does. Something so simple seems to be amplified because it’s coming from you.

Lae’zel lets herself look you over, taking in every inch of your now relaxed body before forcing herself to look away. She finds a bubble in her drink to keep her interest and offers only silence.

“If you’d rather be alone, tell me and I’ll leave.”

Her ochre eyes snap shut and her shoulders subtly drop in defeat. She hopes that you don’t notice either action but those hopes are dash when you softly say her name with a light hand on her elbow. It’s not like her to show any sort of vulnerability or anything of the sort like this which is even more concerning to you. To save herself from saying things she doesn’t want you to hear yet, she tells you to join the others and she’ll come to you when they’ve fallen asleep.

It’s not quite a rejection but a blow nonetheless. She almost regrets it the moment your warmth has left her side.

You later find her in the alter room where she’s back to her usual self, demanding you submit to her and bend to her will. It’s when she submits to you that Lae’zel realizes that you are so much more than the person she thought you to be at first. It’s when you take her submission and honor it like a dom should, providing her with comfort and safety as you explore each other, that she realizes that you mean so much more to her. It’s when you tend her afterwards and ensure that she is take care of before falling asleep that she realizes she doesn’t want you anymore. No, no she craves you.

When you’ve drifted off to sleep, Lae’zel brushes back hair from your forehead and finally voices her admiration for you.

For now it’s enough for her that she’s said how she feels even if you didn’t hear. For now it’s enough that her feelings have been shared with the moon and she’ll wait to share them with you.

[avocado-writing]

Companions reacting to Tav telling them they love them right in the middle(or after) a fight?? Like Tav is just so in awe of seeing em in action<3

oh! So sweet! Absolutely, here you go anon - writing as if you’ve seen them do something magnificent in battle & are so overcome with love that you have no choice but to blurt it out! (some stuff under a cut for being a bit NSFW LMAO) plus mentions of blood & violence

Astarion

stabs someone attacking you from out of the darkness with such efficiency they’re dead before they hit the ground

you’re blown away by the bloodlust and fury in his eyes - how DARE someone try to hurt you?

”I love you,” you choke out, wide-eyed and trembling from fear and emotion.

he’s shocked, but reaches over to give you a quick and bloody kiss before stabbing someone approaching behind you and urging you to get back to the fight

tells you later it was very silly to be distracting yourselves like that… but he does appreciate it nonetheless 😌

Wyll

we’ve seen the way he’s introduced in game, we know he’s a fan of some showmanship

you see him deal with three opponents at once, Eldritch Blasts in one hand and rapier in the other, and shout that you love him almost instinctively

when he finishes seeing them off he leaps across the battlefield, spins you, and gives you a fiery kiss before darting back up to block another sword

you feel like you’ve had the air stolen from your lungs but quickly manage to recalibrate yourself - you have a fight to win!

you can’t help stealing glances at his fine form for the rest of the battle though 😏

Gale

we know canonically he gets turned on from watching you fight.

you yell out that you love him after seeing him sling the coolest Fireball? he’s putty in your hands afterwards.

so desperate, kissing you, begging for your hands to be all over him

“you are so wonderful, my heart… to see you in battle… it set every inch of me aflame…”

gets you into a routine of quickies after battle bc the two of you are fired up. neither of you mind delaying your adventure to fuck rough and fast. the rest of the party… could do without that.

Karlach

is busy raging and does NOT hear you lol

roars in response but that could just be a normal battle roar when it comes to her tbf

she finds you afterwards though, a little sheepish, and is like “oh erm did you say you loved me mid-battle?”

”yes! you looked so cool cleaving that dude in half karlach, I was a bit swept up…”

her face goes bright(er) red and she actually giggles before pulling you into a kiss

“things like that make this all worthwhile, solider. I love you too.”

Shadowheart

you’re dying. she floods you with a cure wounds so powerful it starts your heart again and also cures, like, an unrelated ache in your hip too, lol

you look up at her, bathed in the blood of battle, and she is like an angel sent from the heavens

“I love you” you manage to croak out from cracked lips

“I know,” she says, utterly unfazed, and then pushes you to your feet to keep on fighting

does give you a sweet smooch after battle though, to let you know she appreciated it 😌

Lae’zel

“tsk’va! there is a time and a place for this!”

she swings her sword and cuts a man’s head clean off, showering you both in a rain of warm blood, and you’re enchanted with her.

has to fight people off from wounding you because you’re so distracted oops

afterwards tells you that you cannot afford to be so absent-minded in battle… but does hold you close and rest her forehead to yours, allowing a moment of connected closeness between you ❤️

Halsin

you confess it when you see him bear out and start ripping people into pieces.

he is just… incredible. all raw power and brilliance.

you shout your love over to him and the bear roars before taking the head off of a zombie in one bite

always fights nearby you anyway, but will make an effort to get closer so he can hear your words of affection better!

plods over to you in wildshape afterwards and nuzzles into you, huffing happily when you bury your hands in his fur and give him a scratch 💕

Minthara

her blade is full of the might of her god, and she is going to use it to sunder her opponents.

you’re dazzled, in utter awe when she kills a fiend with a single blow from her sword

you can’t help the words falling from your lips.

she lifts her shield to block a blow from falling on you, and in its shade she gives you a kiss and says one word:

”good.”

[milkcioccolato]

Some fluff because I needed it

After all the porn I made of them, we all deserve some simple smooches😌

[lilacxquartz]

part 7 of 19 of kinktober: mirrors

lae’zel x reader

plot: lae’zel wasn’t quite interested in your lacking experience, thankfully she was at least willing to help you explore — themes: reflections, touching, body exploration, inexperienced reader, dominant lae’zel, wlw — w.c: 860ish

kinktober masterlist • main masterlist • ao3

“Tch,” Lae’zel scoffed at you, eyeing up your form in the mirror that was set up over camp, “you do not even know your own body and yet you are so interested in mine?”

Her words were full of contempt, albeit slightly tinged with endearment, as if she found the idea of your lacking sexual experience to be amusing.

“I haven’t really had that much opportunity to explore,” you admitted with a reluctant smile, feeling your voice slightly tremble as you spoke.

Lae’zel however rolled her eyes at your confession, thinking that there couldn’t have been a possible reason for you to not explore the deep contours of your own desires. To have denied your own self appointed pleasure was almost insulting to her.

Guiding you to once again face the mirror, she had you settle down into a seated position with her body pressed up tight right behind you. The reflection was partially obscured to the night sky, but the basking pale glow of the moon and glittering stars was enough to show you the way.

“Look at yourself,” she commanded, urging you to really lock your gaze onto your form, “see the beauty within and focus on it, follow the tension in your body and drive it out.”

She guided your hands over to your thighs, her leafy green skin contrasting in complimenting tones in contrast to your own. Her touch guided yours until your fingertips were hovering just above your sex, finding it curious how your breathing seemed to grow ragged, as if almost shuddering from anticipation.

With a continued commanding tone, Lae’zel shot out another order, “Now, open your legs.”

You complied without question; your mind perfectly occupied by the alluring pull of her voice, her hand leading yours towards your most sensitive skin.

“Do you feel it?” she whispered hot into your ear. “The rising heat… the arousal building within you?”

You could only tensely nod in response; your voice lost, held hostage in the confines of your own throat.

Her fingers teased you first by tracing lazy circles around your clit with her fingertips, finding the feel of your fleshy bud to be rather enjoyable under her touch.

“You want to get with me?” she purred, pressing her bare breasts tighter against your back. “Then take control—show me how you please yourself.”

With a shaky hand, you followed her instructions to the best of your ability and despite her encouraging words, your movements still betrayed a hint of hesitancy and uncertainty. This little tidbit of lapsing confidence slightly bothered Lae’zel, making her suck at her teeth in disappointment.

Not wanting for you to leave this lesson of sorts with no answers however, she stopped you in the midst of your tentative motions and decided instead to take the matters into her own hands.

“Let me show you how it’s done,” she said, her voice commanding a strong tinge of authority.

Your hand fell flat against your lap as you watched with almost concerned arousal as Lae’zel swept her hands over your inner legs. Her fingers moved with precision and learned skill, rubbing on your clit with passionate intensity. You gasped in response, unable to keep your cries of bliss concealed for much longer.

Lae’zel could only hum in approval, finding that she quite enjoyed taking charge and showing you the correct way to pleasure yourself, “That’s it. Let go and embrace the sensations; let yourself come undone for me.”

The more you relaxed, the more your body trembled with rising want and need and as you writhed around under her sensual touch—Lae’zel would occasionally pepper your neck with languid kisses—nibbling over your tender, vulnerable skin. With your rising squirming movement, she increased the pace of her flickering motions, working on your clit with heated fervour, until finally, your body tensed with such tightness that you couldn’t help but cry out in whimpered bliss.

The waves of pleasure washed over your body as she continued to now tenderly stroke at your swollen nub, prolonging your climax until you’re left gasping, almost choking to catch your breath.

As soon as you became soft clay in her hands, so easy to sculpt and form to however she would like, she pried herself slightly away to give you an opportunity to cool yourself down.

“You see?” she cooed, her voice filled with pride from the result of her own actions. “When you allow for yourself to let go and embrace your…carnal desires, then the pleasure is unlike anything else in the world we know. Remember the feeling; the power that you are capable of unleashing within yourself.”

You leaned back against her, offering a weak smile as you melted into her soft and tender skin. Although she scoffed, a faint smile tugged at the corner of her lips, failing to fully conceal her annoyance.

“Keep it up,” Lae’zel said after a moment of silence had passed, “and then when the time is right, we can experience pleasure together.”

You nodded slowly against her form, feeling your eyes droop shut and although she wouldn’t usually succumb to such softness, she couldn’t help but press herself further into your touch.

[tadpole-apocalypse]

I realized I won’t get better at drawing Dragonborn unless I draw more Dragonborn, so a paintover in progress for Ox and his hot githyanki girlfriend