#Myconoids

[gobliiine]

I will no longer be advancing the plot, I will be living among the mushroom people forever, I love them so much. thank you for your time

[crowwolf]

MORE Tactician run screenshots!

Again, if you don't want spoilers past the Grove, don't look.

For Part 1, For Part 2

Voss came for a visit - how nice of him. He even invited to a brothel, um, tavern, yes tavern

I love the myconoids, just look how pretty the Sovereign is!

It's at this point I went - oh shit, I didn't forge the Sussur weapon yet or fight the spider Matriarch! So, back i went, then I feather fall'ed back in - only to remember that I hadn't gone for Phalar Aluve yet!

And, yes, I gave my pretty boy the gem to open 'the' book

Then off to visit Lenore's tower. Oh Bernard, I'm sorry hun

By this point I had already defeated the duergars, killed Glut (Fuck Glut), and all that. Off to Grymforge we go!

Why does no one talk about how beautiful Stonemason Kith is?

oops - I guess i have more to come. Part 4 next!

[natjennie]

okay wait when I try to go into the myconoid colony my only options are leave or attack and I tried to look up what I'm supposed to do and all the links popping up are about saving them from the duregar but like. I don't have that as a quest. and the only other way to go down here there's a bunch of arcane turrets that I don't know how to get around. what am I supposed to be doing.

[flimsy-roost]

Blurg and Omeluum either need to adopt me or take me on as a grad student immediately

[heirs-furry-art-blog]

[doctorslippery]

[margridarnauds]

Part of the the joy of being on my third playthrough of BG3 and playing on easy is giving myself the ability to just. Don't do quests if they annoy me or I want to skip to the good stuff. "I want to go to Act 2! Grymforge is annoying to navigate!"

Well, the area isn't locked off until the end of Act 2 anyway.

"I don't want to go to the creche!" Okay, we don't have to yet, and Lae'zel will call us out after a little while so we can see where we're at then.

"I want to skip to the Gauntlet of Shar, but I only want to do the bits that are relevant to my OC's development right now!" Good news, I've more or less memorized the path at this point.

"I don't want to do Ethel yet!"

It's an optional quest.

"I'm tired of exploring." I've seen just about everything already, we're fine.

...naturally, you can do these things ANYWAY, but there's something uniquely freeing about knowing where everything is so you don't have any guilt about skipping something.

[locallostsoul]

I absolutely love the Myconids in Baldur's Gate 3. Such funky little guys. Funguys. Fungies.

[liaratisoni]

They're having a grand ol' time!

[caj-v]

mushroom man

[lilsmolfoxdraws]

slowly drawing smooches between Mercutio and her party members, Prince goes first!

Mercutio (left) is mine, Prince (right) belongs to my friend @/myuwa_ on twitter!

[firstenchanterorsino]

Btw the Myconoids are so fucking wholesome

[ratkeydesigns]

[lettersfromaphrodite]

| make me feel like I am breathing (feel like I am human) |

― pairing : Astarion x fem! reader ― content warnings : fluff ― word count : 761 ― notes : I haven't written anything in SO LONG I've forgotten how it's done // prompt stolen from my main blog // long ass title? blame them

Astarion gently kissed the bite mark on your breast with a soft sigh, tracing the two little punctures with his fingertip, before resting his head on your chest, quietly listening to the sound of your heartbeat and your soft breathing.

It was one of his favourite things to do once you fell asleep: your naked bodies pressed together, him breathing in your scent and somehow trying to heal himself from centuries of accumulated trauma just with your soothing presence.

Astarion eventually closed his eyes, using his fingertips to ghost delicate patterns on your arms, tracing the battle scars you got while travelling together – scars which by now he knew by heart, just like the rest of you.

He tried to distract himself from the memories, from the pain that still managed to slither back into his mind and creep into his thoughts, thinking about the fact that living in the Underdark, perhaps, wasn’t so bad as long as he had you by his side. Of course, some days were more difficult than others, but together, the both of you eventually managed to create a functional community, even considering those vampire fanatics that eventually decided to join you.

Because of course, at first, Astarion was completely against the idea of keeping humans in the Underdark just so that the others vampire spawns could feed from them, but he had to realise that the option was far better than seven thousand vampires risking their lives in order to feed on monsters or myconoids’ blood. Moreover, humans could safely walk under the sun, therefore their presence was indeed useful for all of you.

Something that you had learnt from the many months you spent sleeping in a not so safe camp under the stars was to be a light sleeper, so eventually, when you started to brush your fingertips through Astarion’s hair, he realised you were awake, but still pretending you were fast asleep, just like you did every night.

«You do realise I can hear that you’re awake, right?» Astarion hummed, hugging you a little closer to him, bathing himself in your natural warmth; you simply hummed, not bothering to voice your answer, thing which you knew made him roll his eyes with a soft smile.

«No no, please go on, let’s pretend I’m still sleeping, keep loving me a little more.» you mumbled with a smile on your lips, your voice still latched with sleep as you sighed, stirring your limbs a little bit but not enough to make Astarion move too much above you as well.

«That’s rather a brave thing to say, love, especially because I spend most of my days worshipping you.» he answered, pretending to be annoyed at you.

«Oh, come on!» you giggled, holding him close while rolling the two of you so that now Astarion laid on his back, his arms instinctively finding their way around your hips, «don’t I do the same?» you questioned, kissing Astarion on his cheek an indefinite amount of times, making sure your kisses were purposely loud and noisy.

Astarion furrowed his eyebrows, once again pretending to be annoyed at the gesture, but he eventually chuckled under his breath, mumbling quiet words of affection you couldn’t pinpoint.

«Did you have a nightmare?» you wondered now, as you were partially laying above him, your chin in the palm of your hand as you traced his features with your index finger. Astarion shook his head with a soft sigh, simply answering with a «The usual.» which make your gaze soften.

Eventually, you and Astarion returned in your previous position, with his head on your chest and your fingertips brushing his hair with gentle movements; you would kiss his forehead every now and then, as you quietly hummed a lullaby you’ve heard in your childhood. Sometimes, Astarion would hug you a little tighter, almost too tight, but with time you learnt to understand that it was his way to fight a particular bad memory, and therefore you would hold him a little tighter in return.

Some other times, Astarion would open up about it, and tell you about the memories that plagued his mind, following your theory of “if you talk about it, you’ll eventually stop remembering about it”, but the both of you knew that healing him would take time.

But it was fine, because now Astarion was free, he was safe, he was loved, and he was with you.

And Astarion knew that you would be there for him just as much as he was going to be there for you.

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[doctorslippery]

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